#sister mathieu

[saturnidaes]

The Killer Nun (1979)

#saturnidaes #saturnidaes films #film #movies #movie #film stills #movie stills #70's #70's film #Suor Omicidi #Killer Nun #Suor Omicidi 1979 #Killer Nun 1979 #The Killer Nun #The Killer Nun 1979 #giulio berruti #anita ekberg #Paola Morra #sister mathieu #sister Gertrude #italian film #italian movie

[palimpsestdoodles]

nun yuri and monk yaoi 

#pentiment #sister illuminata #sister zdena #brother mathieu #brother rudeger

[mazurga]

Thankful monks

#pentiment #pentiment act ii #gif #ifttt #kiersau abbey #brother guy #brother rudeger #brother mathieu #brother volkbert #sister matilda #brother aedoc #brother florian #brother wojslav #brother ferenc #father gernot #caspar of salzburg #andreas maler #sister gertrude #brother lukas #the gang's all here! #big head mode

[meril-tospen]

Mathieu & Rüdeger : *eating mugwort cakes together*

Gertrude :

#pentiment #mathieu x rudeger #rudeger x mathieu #gertrude #sister gertrude

[agendabymooner]

of long lines and names || cl16 fic

charles leclerc x ofc (hearth sister!ofc)

Summary: Aimee Yael and Charles Leclerc are too young to have five kids under six, but those boys became the life and memories that the couple wanted to keep forever. OR a series of scenarios during Aimee’s pregnancies that Charles remembered the most.

Content warning: Pregnancies with twins/five kids, dad!Charles and the grid uncles, based on Charles’ long name, a crying Charles, mentions of Anthoine Hubert, Niki Lauda, Jules Bianchi and the Leclerc dad (nothing too graphic nor personal, mostly based on their names only), loss/grief, Toto being a d-bag for a moment, possible use of explicit language, family-centric/dad!Charles-centric content, mentions of other Hearth sisters children (Lewis Hamilton and Max Verstappen)

Note: This will be a flop but I love these fictional Hearth-Leclerc kids. I love all of their kids! In fact, I have a series of spreadsheets dedicated to the Hearth sisters, and other characters and the names of their babies. Enjoy xx

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2024 — Hervé Louis Sebastien René Mathieu and Jules Lorenzo Blaise Pascal Timothé Leclerc

Aimee Yael Edmunson (Hearth) had never been stressed before. She had no reason to be. As a woman from a wealthy family — the granddaughter of Scottish billionaires and a daughter of an FIA executive — she had no reason to stress over the little things that were in the area of her control. Like her half-sisters, she had the money and intelligence to handle things well.

All except for the two little things in her womb that were continuously developing as the fourth month of her pregnancy went on. It was hard to hide it from everyone if you were to ask her. She had already spoken to her mother about carrying this amount of children in one go— Amara Louise Edmunson had only given birth to one child, and it was her. Nobody knew the struggle, but her mother had comforted her as much as she could. 

Aimee was calm despite the disaster that happened to be an unplanned pregnancy, her rational mind thinking that she shouldn’t be in some form of distress or discomfort to avoid any complications in her body. 

Her boyfriend, Charles Leclerc, thought otherwise.

When her body hit the ninth-week mark, there was already a tiny bump that someone might have seen as bloated. A natural one, no? But Charles was known to overthink things, and when he somehow got his prediction right, he had never cried so hard about having not only one— but two kids. He cried as if he was the one with the uncontrollable hormones. Aimee watched him cry empathetically, feeling grateful that she didn’t have this much anxiety that could risk her health and her babies. Still, she wondered if the tears he shredded were tears of joy or something else. 

Charles said he was happy, but at the same time, he thought of how their families would react— minus Pascale, Blanche and Amara.

When her body hit the seventeenth-week mark, they couldn’t hide it from their families any longer, hosting a dinner at their home in Monaco where Aimee did all of the cooking. Everything she made were cravings that became stronger as her first few weeks of pregnancy went on—rice, pasta and somehow a good selection of desserts and pastries that Charles ordered before the dinner. 

Welcoming each family member into the house wasn’t the most significant part of the dinner. The maternal figures of Charles and Aimee’s lives — Pascale, Amara and Blanche Ford — were on standby just in case someone decided to act differently towards the two. 

Stevie and Lewis Hamilton were clearly (too obviously) shocked at the protrusion in Aimee’s stomach but hadn’t made any comment on it for a while. They merely spoke about their daughter Lottie, who would cuddle with Roscoe whenever her little crawling body approached him. They were talking about their child, all while their eyes peered down on Aimee’s growing body. 

Sylvie and her fiancé Max Verstappen were surprised. Still, the model had managed to pass off her shock as excitement over the invitation to the couple’s new home before she tried to maneuver through the huge bump in the road— or rather, in Aimee’s body. Max tried asking Pascale and Amara about it by mouthing, “Is she actually?” only to receive a glare from them. Blanche scolded him quietly to keep it shut while she served him a drink. 

Charles dreaded inviting his brothers into his new home because they always picked their timing. When Arthur and Lorenzo Leclerc saw Aimee’s bulging figure, they immediately turned away and snorted aloud. Charles wasn’t this anxious about anything as exciting as this, but Arthur’s offhanded comment, “I’ll be attending your funeral when Toto finds out,” definitely had him recoiling. Pascale had to smack both her other children for scaring Charles off. Aimee nearly cried on the spot when Arthur made the joke, to which Charles returned to his composure and glared at his youngest brother for making her feel so shitty. 

The mentioned man and his wife were met at the front by the three maternal figures. Toto Wolff wasn’t typically this intimidated. He was usually level-headed, but how they stared at him while they welcomed the couple left him asking what was happening. Tilly seemed to sense some sort of protectiveness towards whatever it was, and when she had gotten a glimpse of it, her eyes sparkled at the sight of Charles’ hand over her little sister’s stomach. She wordlessly grinned before tugging her husband down on a seat right across the two. 

Toto couldn’t say a word if he were being truthful. The moment his eyes settled on the bulging stomach, his glare toward the Monegasque driver hardened. This was Toto’s nightmare, but it wasn’t as if he could just say that in front of the most overprotective women to have existed. So he threatened Charles wordlessly, passing words back and forth with other people while he glared at the Ferrari driver whenever he piped up. 

“So…” Toto started after finishing what seemed to be his second wine of the night. “Aimee, you’re pregnant. How long?” 

“Uh,” Aimee shifted uncomfortably, scared even to look Toto in the eyes. “Seven- seventeen weeks.”

“She’s seventeen weeks and four days—“ Charles was thrilled. He was. But the stare that Toto gave him immediately had his mouth shut as he looked back and only settled to hold his girlfriend’s hands underneath the table. “Four days,” he murmured to himself. 

“So explain how,” Lorenzo started but had given up halfway through, gesturing at Aimee’s stomach, “how has she grown this much if she’s only that much?”

“Yeah, about that,” Charles’ grin widened continuously as he announced, “We’re having twins.”

Aimee and Charles’ siblings were cheering for the couple as a series of hollering escaped their mouths. Pascale, Blanche and Amara were grinning from ear to ear while Toto… he was a man that was hard to please.

“Two?” Toto uttered, already pouring himself another glass of cabernet sauvignon. “And you two are… getting married?”

“What?” Arthur blurted out with an incredulous look, shooting in Toto’s direction. Sylvie and Stevie looked at each other, asking themselves, ‘what the fuck is he on?’ 

“Uh no,” Charles nervously laughed, but no one seemed to understand the memo when Toto glared at him as the Monegasque muttered, “but I suppose this is a wrong answer to say aloud.” 

“We’re not going to get hitched,” Aimee laughed in confusion, “why do we have to?”

“Because you’re pregnant?”

“Do we have to get married?” Aimee looked at Tilly for some help.

Tilly, sensing the discomfort from the pregnant woman, reached to pinch her husband in his side, eliciting a groan from him as she glared, “No, you don’t have to.” 

“Yeah, you don’t,” Sylvie glared at Toto. “Tils and Toto didn’t get married until Tia came along.” 

“So, you’re just going to be waiting for the fourth child to be out until you marry?” Arthur asked bluntly, leaving him to cower when Stevie, Lorenzo and Sylvie shot him a look of annoyance. “Oh mon dieu, je pose juste une question.” Oh my god, I’m just asking a question. 

Toto wasn’t sold at the thought of his youngest in-law being pregnant with another driver’s children. He’d seen Stevie get married off to his own driver, Lewis, and it still never sat right with him to witness them being married or having a family with some men. Charles could agree on the same thing, because if his hypothetical daughter was to be courted and even have a boyfriend he wasn’t sure how he would act either. 

He didn’t think that he would have the same problem with vice versa until he found out that Aimee was carrying two boys. He wondered how to prevent them from having girlfriends or boyfriends at an early age because he was certain that Aimee would just play mother of the groom on the pretend wedding that the boys would have at a young age. 

But his worries withered away when he held Hervé and Jules for the first time. He could still remember realizing how strong they were from the grip they had on his fingers. He could still remember the sight of Aimee crying after she introduced them to their father— not wanting to see Charles cry again due to the tribute that she had given to Charles’ family that passed years ago.

Perhaps it was a good idea that she did the crying this time; she deserved it after watching him have a breakdown over the little things that he didn’t need to worry about — and Charles needed to have the backbone for thinking himself as a shitty father for his unborn children. 

“What’re their names?” Esteban almost laughed after seeing Charles stare at Pierre mindlessly. It really wasn’t a good idea for Gasly to have Charles repeat the babies’ names all over again especially when the Monegasque was way too tired for his friends’ bullshit.

Mick kicked Pierre lightly with a hush, rocking the baby in his arms as he quietly asked, “Do you not listen or do you just live to piss your best friend off?”

Charles glared at Pierre, whose smile stood out as he giggled. Scoffing quietly, Charles gestured to the boy in his arm, “Jules Lorenzo Blaise Pascal Timothé.”

Then he nudged his head at Mick’s direction before he introduced the other twin, “and the boy in Mick’s hold is Hervé Louis Sebastien René Mathieu.”

“Sorry, I didn’t listen, Shal can you—“ 

“Oh my fucking god. Shut the fuck up, Pierre.”

“I’m kidding,” Pierre snorted as he quietly cackled. “What do you call them though?” 

2026 — Sacha Niki Pierre Philippe Leclerc

Torger Wolff promised that he wasn’t going to squash Charles Leclerc’s head until it popped once that Hervé and Jules Leclerc were born. 

He loved his nephews after all and spoiled them as much as their Uncle Toto could. He made sure the boys had their bunk beds prepared at the Wolff home in Monaco or England just in case they came for a sleepover with his son Adelmo and his niece Lottie Hamilton — who were just about the same age as the twins. He spoiled them equally. 

But god, was he ever ready to get rid of their Da the moment he received a text from the Monegasque with the words, “She’s pregnant.” 

“Morning, Sainz, is your stupid teammate in the office?” Toto didn’t even listen to the Spanish man’s answer as he continued to make his way to Fred Vasseur’s in-site office at the Scuderia Ferrari area. “Charles Leclerc! I’ve warned you once—“

The Ferrari team principal turned to look at the entryway of his office with a scowl, crossing his arms in annoyance. Toto wasn’t even in his team’s area and he was still acting like he shouldn’t have to knock at the damn door. The man that he was addressing, however, was teary eyed when he turned to look at Toto. 

“Is this your third or fourth?” Toto asked, still glaring at the Monegasque. 

“Third,” Charles wanted to smile but the last thing he wanted to do was die in this damn motorhome. In the hands of Toto Wolff, of all people.

“And no ring?” Toto then found him holding whatever in his hand, peering down as his mouth opened slightly. 

In Charles’ hand was a gold ring, ruby sitting on top of it as he clutched on it tightly. It wasn’t just a gold ring. From what Toto had learned, it was Aimee’s grandmother’s engagement ring. 

“I was— proposing to her—“ Charles sobbed quietly, a smile now resting on his face as he begged himself not to ugly cry in front of the Mercedes team principal. “Then she said Herb and J were going to be big brothers. I was on my knees, Toto! I promise! I want to propose first but she just spewed that— oh god, I have three children now.” It didn’t even dawn on him that he was about to have three under five until he cut himself off. 

Then he was just crying hysterically in the middle of the office with Carlos barging in frantically. “What the hell, Charles?! Are you okay?” 

Toto smiled proudly at the Monegasque driver, clapping him on the back before he shrugged at Carlos Sainz and Fred. “Don’t worry about him,” Toto replied quietly to the other men, “he’s having his third child, that's all.”

Carlos and Fred were confused and scared. They weren’t sure if it was because of Charles’ breakdown on the floor of the Ferrari team principal’s office or if it was because of Toto’s calm demeanour. But regardless, if Toto said not to worry, then so be it. 

Baby Boy Leclerc was written on his little hospital bassinet. But Toto got the first glimpse of his birth certificate. 

Sacha Niki Pierre Philippe Leclerc.

Toto had no reason to be upset. He wasn’t. He was just as equally as annoyed at himself when he realized how overprotective he was when it came to Aimee - who, as of this point, had already given birth to her third baby. He had no reason to be protective especially when she was doing a damn good job at protecting her two children. Now, he had the chance to witness her protect Sacha — the boy that they named after Niki Lauda, who happened to be close to the Hearth sisters before he passed. 

Like Tilly’s second pregnancy, Aimee and Charles welcomed their son to the world with wedding bands in their fingers. Pierre almost had a stroke watching Charles boast about his wife and their third son— but the final nail in the coffin had something to do with Sacha Leclerc having Pierre as a namesake. It wasn’t everyday Pierre got to pass out over such a small thing— but to be a namesake and named the godfather of the child? Yeah, Pierre Gasly would boast about him too. 

Arriving back home was easy. However, according to the Leclerc children’s grid uncles, writing down the boy’s name into the banner (which said, “Welcome Baby Sacha Niki Pierre Phi—(with a gap) lippe”) was quite complicated. They had done a good job with the twins’ welcome banner two years ago, but according to them their handwriting got too sloppy. 

Lando groaned quietly, “Don’t give them such a long name next time. Look at Max! His name is just Max.” 

Max Verstappen reached for a balloon on the floor before hitting Lando with it, “It’s a Leclerc thing to give them six names, of course they have to have the long name.”

“Oi, don’t make fun of my name,” Charles called out from the kitchen, pouring his two boys some glasses of apple juice the toddlers babbled in protest against their Uncle Max’s response. “Even H and J aren’t happy with what you said. You’re not being kind to your own nephews the more you make fun of me.” 

Pierre chuckled, sitting next to Aimee as she fed Sacha. The Frenchman said, “I’m so convinced that those two are Charles’ minis.” 

“They are becoming more like their Da as days go on,” Aimee pulled her tank top’s strap back on and began to burp Sacha. “I’m so outnumbered as of this point.”

“Baby PJ’s going to be like his Oncle Pierre, I can tell you that much,” Pierre smugly said, reaching out to caress Sacha’s cheek as he said, “I’ll be his big mentor and I’ll make sure his Da doesn’t have much influence on him.”

“His name is Sacha, Pierre,” Aimee rolled her eyes. Pierre, from the moment he was told of Sacha’s full name, had decided that the baby’s nickname was PJ — or Pierre Junior. He hadn’t even held the baby yet when he walked in the room but he had already staked his claim and declared Sacha as a Mini Pierre. “And you said the same thing to Herb and Jules when you met them, look how they turned out. They’re so much like Charles.”

“We all have our trials and errors,” Pierre mumbled, “and you know what they say— third times a charm. Maybe PJ will be the same.”

2029 — Anthoine Charles Elio Perceval and Alain Marc Léonard Arthur Leclerc

“You have quite some swimmers,” Pierre cackled hysterically, slapping Charles in the chest as he tried to get his shit together instead of laughing at the fact that his best friend has five children under seven. He really couldn’t when he had to remind himself that Aimee had given birth to another set of twins just a day ago. 

Charles began to curse at him in French, already exasperated after the long night that Aimee had. She had a labour that lasted longer than the previous pregnancies that she went through and it annoyed her more than it made things painful. Charles’ five year olds and his three year old son were fussing about not being around their mother for longer than two minutes and were already on the way to the hospital with their Mamé Pascale and Mamma Blanche, eager to meet their little brothers. 

Pierre, Max, Lewis, and Mick were all standing in front of the glass window of the hospital nursery with Charles, eyes all trained on the twin boys that slept peacefully alongside other infants. Charles never wondered, but he was always surprised that Aimee was this strong to even give birth to five of their children— fuck that, she had given birth to five of his boys. He couldn’t even find himself to swear to his best friend when he was too busy loving the shit out of his newborn sons. His boys. 

On the men’s left was Anthoine Charles Elio Perceval, whose personality was already showing by the way his resting face wrinkles to a scowl. Pierre couldn’t afford to cry over the tribute to their friend who passed years ago that all he did was laugh at his best friend’s experiences in fatherhood. He could just cry later on, the Frenchman told himself while he continued to pester Charles about his five sons. 

Next to Anthoine’s bassinet was Alain Marc Léonard Arthur, whose soft smile had the men outside the nursery melting as he cooed softly and shifted around. Charles and the others could tell that out of the two of them, Alain would be the one to stop the Ferrari driver from ripping his hair out.

Anthoine would most likely give Charles a run for his money and raise hell with Hervé and Jules. 

Alain would be the one to be as angelic as PJ — whose nickname stuck after Pierre continued to visit the boys every other week — and his mother Aimee, whose youthful glow remained despite entering her motherhood five years ago. Aimee wasn’t that outnumbered after all.

Max scoffed next to Pierre, “You wouldn’t be saying that if you hadn’t known anything about protection.”

“I’ve had practices,” Pierre winked at Max, making the Dutchman grimace. “Just no luck yet. It’s not as if I’m shaming Charles for it.”

“Five kids are better than none,” Lewis shrugged, still looking at the twins on the other side of the window. “How you’ve done it— fuckin’ beats me— but I sure as hell am jealous.”

“Never hurts to try for one more,” Charles chuckled. “You really think Lottie and Leland would be satisfied to have each other? It doesn’t really make a good playhouse squad.”

Lewis huffed, “They’ve already got your boys, Adelmo and Max’s Millie. I don’t think Steve would appreciate having to push out one more.”

“What about you, Max?” Mick joked before nudging the Dutchman with a smirk. “Opting for one more?” 

“I’ve got a girl,” Max deadpanned, “and I’ve another one on the way. I’m not the kind to be greedy but I think Millia and Lila would make good big sisters to a little brother, don’t you think?”

“Are you two settling for the little girl’s name then?” Pierre asked. “Lila?” 

“Poor Sylvie doesn’t even have a child named after her,” Mick laughed. 

“She named our daughter Emilia,” Max defended himself, “I didn’t ask her to name the girl Emilia. She just said it’s too damn pretty.”

“Besides, Max isn’t really known for giving things good names,” Lewis teased. “Last I checked he wanted to call Emilia ‘Jane’.” 

“Fuck off, Sylvie loves Jane Austen,” Max scoffed, shoving Lewis slightly when the British man laughed. “Besides, her name would have been Blue or something.”

“All jokes aside,” Lewis paused before clapping Charles on the back. “I’m pumped to see your bunch hanging out with their cousins. It’s been a while, hasn’t it?”

“Four months,” Max murmured. “It’s been four months for all of us.”

“I know,” Charles rolled his eyes. “H and Jules are looking forward to the Australian GP— they’ve been wanting to wreak havoc in the paddock since Abu Dhabi.”

“Those kids of yours need to lose that energy,” Pierre chuckled. “Have you ever taken them for a walk?” 

“I always take them out for a walk,” Charles muttered. They just have a bad habit of running away from their Da. All the freaking time.

Speaking of.

“Da!” 

“Look at those little devils go,” Pierre and the other men turned to the direction of the sound of running feet, hoisting little PJ up in his arms while the eldest Leclerc children ran towards their father, who had immediately lifted them up and pressed a kiss on their cheeks. 

“Where are they? Where are they?” Hervé and Jules tried to keep their voices down, as they were told by their Mamé before they entered the hospital— begging their dad to show them the newborn babies as he pointed through the window.

“Oncle P,” Sacha reached for his godfather’s scruffy face as he murmured, “où est Maman?” Where’s mom? 

“Elle dort comme un bébé,” She’s sleeping like a baby. Pierre whispered to the boy, now pointing to the babies as he continued, “Like your little brothers.”

“Mm? Mais il ne dort pas,” But he’s not sleeping. Sacha pointed at the baby to the right. “He’s no sleeping?”

“He looks like you, Da. Look,” Jules pointed and said in awe while grinned at his father. “And he does too!” 

“He’s like me and Jules!” Hervé exclaimed in amusement. “They look the same, Da!” 

“Yes they do,” Charles grinned, “because they’re like you two. Twins!” 

“How come I don’t have twin?” Sacha asked, slumping against his Oncle Pierre. Max and Lewis turned to the boy and offered him a soft smile. 

Mick then reached out, “It’s better that you don’t,” he joked, “you’re one of a kind, little PJ.” 

“But he won’t have any driving partner for Ferrari?” Hervé protested in annoyance. Charles laughed at this. His sons were born to be Ferrari drivers, said once by Sebastian Vettel. They were born to a Ferrari driving father and a mother who worked for McLaren. Even the amount of papaya outfit never stopped the Leclerc children from aspiring to become the Prancing Horse’s next generation of drivers. 

All but one. Sacha turned to look at his eldest brothers and said, “Me and L’land are driving for Mercedes!” 

“No! You’re driving for ‘Rari, ‘member, PJ?” 

“Mummy said I can drive for anyone,” Sacha pulled himself away from Pierre’s chest for a second to cross his arms, pouting at his eldest brothers. “I wan’ drive for ‘Cedes!” 

Lewis looked at Charles with approval all over his face, obviously cocky at the statement made by the three year old.

“You don’t want to drive for Alpine like your Oncle P?” Pierre asked, goading his godson into joining his team.

“Hm, maybe! But I wanna be like Uncle Lew and Da!” 

“Mon chou, you are like Da,” Charles grinned widely. “You and your brothers are mini Charles.” 

Seeing his sons now — the two that he held in his arms, the toddler that Pierre had on his own pair and the other two that were just born yesterday — had him thinking about the importance of their names and their existence. Charles didn’t seem to think of himself as someone so sentimental, but his life with Aimee seemed to change his viewpoint. He valued his family more than he did before. 

He didn’t care much about carrying the family name as long as he could remember where his sons’ names came from. 

If his eldest asked, he was more than willing to tell them a story about how Hervé and Jules got their names from their late grandpa and uncle. If PJ asked, then Charles and Aimee would sit him down to tell the boy about Aimee’s Uncle Niki and great grandfather Philip Hearth. And someday when his youngest grew curious, he’d tell them all about Charles’ good friend Anthoine and a French driving legend named Alain Prost. 

He’d sit them all down to let them know about the people that he and Aimee loved and how they loved to keep their memories alive through the boys. 

But for now, Charles Leclerc was quite content with nurturing his boys with his wife. He was only looking forward to caring for Aimee Leclerc and their children. Then maybe someday, the Leclerc bunch would grow to care for their mother too.

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What speaks for a Le Mans start?

Sebastian Vettel could compete in Le Mans with Porsche as early as 2024. The former Formula 1 world champion impressed in the first test. There are increasing signs of a racing comeback for the German. Porsche has postponed the planned announcement of the driver pairing of the third car for Le Mans.

Sebastian Vettel was abstinent for fifteen months. Apart from a few demonstration laps in a Williams FW14B at Silverstone and a Red Bull RB7 at the Nürburgring, the four-time world champion stayed away from the race track, but the thoroughbred racing driver regularly admitted that he misses racing. That's why his name was mentioned again and again when an attractive door opened-or seemed to open-in Formula 1, just like at Mercedes next year. The transfer of Lewis Hamilton to Ferrari frees up a cockpit at Mercedes, and of course Mercedes team boss Toto Wolff and Vettel were already in contact. The Heppenheimer also has his eye on the World Endurance Championship (WEC) with Porsche. On March 21st, Vettel took part in the roll-out test of the third Le Mans car in Weissach. The 36-year-old shared the cockpit with Porsche works driver Laurens Vanthoor. The Belgian drove two stints of twenty laps each, after which Vettel took over the Porsche hypercar for several runs between ten and fifteen laps.

Vettel fast straight away

According to information from our sister magazine, Motorsport aktuell, Vettel was on the same lap time level as Vanthoor after just fifteen laps. First conclusion: Vettel was immediately competitive at raw speed, and he also impressed with good feedback. The second stage of the test plan was then initiated: Vettel and five other works drivers will take part in a 36-hour test at the Spanish Motorland Aragón racetrack from March 25th to 27th, which was planned as preparation for Le Mans. The test is intended to evaluate how the 53-time GP winner copes with the 700 hp LMDh car in the dark. Vettel wants to use the test to find out whether the LMDh class cars will rekindle the fire in him. With a curb weight of 1,030 kilograms, the hybrid racers are significantly heavier than a Formula 1 car and have less power, but with hybrid technology and biofuel, they fit into the green world view of the man in the cockpit. The first impression behind the wheel of the Porsche 963 already left a clear mark on the thoroughbred racing driver from Heppenheim: "I'm looking forward to testing the Porsche and have already had the opportunity to get to know the car a little in Weissach. I've always had other racing series, and my curiosity for long distances encouraged me to just give it a try. Now I'm excited about the endurance run in Aragón and am looking forward to my time behind the wheel. It will definitely take some adjustment and some getting used to, but the whole team is very open and helps me with that. We'll see what happens next. At the moment there are no further plans for the future."

Porsche postpones driver announcement

After that, at the latest, a decision must be made as to whether Vettel will be included in Porsche's Le Mans squad. The Penske team will compete at Le Mans in 2024 with three cars: the two WEC cars plus an additional 963, which so far only has Mathieu Jaminet named. The original plan was for Jaminet to share the Porsche with Felipe Nasr and Nick Tandy. The trio should have been confirmed this week on Thursday, March 28, but that announcement was postponed. This suggests that there is a real chance that Vettel could still jump on the Le Mans bandwagon. The Heppenheimer is still keeping the ball low: "We'll see how things continue. At the moment there are no further plans for the future." Theoretically, it would be possible for Vettel to contest one of the two World Championship races in Imola or Spa, although not with the works cars, but with the two customer teams, Proton Competition or Jota Hertz Racing. Vettel would obviously like to drive a test race because this is the only way to optimally prepare for a race at Le Mans. As expected, there is no doubt about Vettel in terms of driving, but a test race would allow him to get a feel for the demanding traffic situation in endurance racing, where the fast hypercar top cars share the track with the much slower GT3 cars.

Further Porsche tests possible

Because of the great competition in the field, the sports prototypes are now the second most attractive racing series in the world. In Aragon, Vettel also gets to know the competition straight away. It's not just Porsche that is preparing for Le Mans. Alpine with Mick Schumacher has also registered on the Spanish route. If everything goes well, Vettel could complete a third test soon: Porsche will drive in Spa on April 5th and 6th, and there is also the possibility of another 36-hour test on April 10th and 11th at the French track Le Castellet, even if Porsche has not yet officially registered for the test. The decision on a Le Mans start must be made by mid-April at the latest. The Porsche board is said to be enthusiastic about the idea of ​​Vettel driving with Porsche at Le Mans as early as 2024.

Porsche against seven manufacturers

The Stuttgart team won the first race of the season in Qatar with the 963. The WEC is enjoying particular attention this year because eight manufacturers are represented: Porsche, Ferrari, Toyota, Peugeot, BMW, Cadillac, Alpine and Lamborghini. The 24 Hours of Le Mans is even more than usual one of the big motorsport highlights of the year. Another large car company, Aston Martin, is expected to join in 2025. There are persistent rumors about a McLaren entry. For Porsche, Vettel's testing is a prestigious experience. The example of Alonso at Toyota and Hülkenberg at Porsche shows what advertising value the deployment of a Formula 1 driver on foreign terrain can have. Thomas Laudenbach, Head of Porsche Motorsport, is pleased that the former champion is showing interest in Porsche's long-distance activities: "There was no question for us that we would be happy to support his request for a test opportunity and provide him with extensive preparation and sufficient time. We can certainly learn a lot from his valuable feedback. Our 36-hour endurance run with our factory drivers in Motorland Aragón offers a perfect environment for this."

#this is a bad google translate y'all sorry #sebastian vettel #f1 #formula 1 #wec #fic ref #fic ref 2024 #not a race #2024 not a race #between australia and japan 2024 #nico hulkenberg #fernando alonso #smick #testing #aragon

[ilikeursis]

Hello! May I request a HC with the Eldarya boys (ANE) hugging the MC? How would they do it, the circumstances? Take care, xx

Hi here! I apologise for not uploading anything during this time, I have no excuses but I didn't feel in the mood to write things and I lacked creativity.

I suppose I will be able to upload more stuff related to eldarya, genshin, hsr, etc.

I hope you enjoy reading it and take care!

HC: How would the Eldarya boys (ANE) hug the MC?

Leiftan

He really appreciates them, but... He isn't a big fan of hugs.

Tho, if he sees that they are in need of one, he won't doubt in comforting them with the first thing that comes to his mind. A hug.

His hugs are comfortable, quick, and they make them feel his support towards them.

But when it comes to his dearest, he will hug them if they're afraid, to protect them and reassure them, Or if they are sad and need to be comforted.

In all circumstances where he could see that they feel bad, he would hug them to show them comfort and to reassure them and make sure they feel better and supported.

If they are alone, he would ask them if he can pick them up and if they let him, he would hug them tightly in his embrace and give them kisses on their face.

Lance

Not a big fan of hugs, but he hugs his loved ones.

He'd hug them tightly because he loves them, and he'd do so because he wants them to feel loved and close to him.

He wants to show them how much they mean to him at that moment. Likewise, he wants them to know that they're not alone and that He's there for them in whatever way they need. He wants them to feel understood and supported.

He loves to embrace them closely when he hug them. Not only that, but he likes to hold them to his body and feel their warmth against his.

Likes to caress them while they hug as well to show his affection and desire to connect with them. He also loves to look into their eyes as they hug each other. It feels very warm and comforting to share such an intimate moment with someone he cares about.

And he also enjoys kissing them on the cheek or neck to seal the hug, if that makes sense.

Mathieu

Number one fan of hugs! He loves giving them and receiving them.

I see him like the kind to hug EVERY TIME, making it even a bit uncomfortable.

But he's just... dumb (I am sorry, I started searching about NE and I don't have a good impression about him) and when you tell him to stop, he hugs you even more. But if he sees that you are pissed off or bothered by his actions, he stops.

Nevra

He likes hugging with someone he has a relationship with. Being his friends, his sister, and his partner.

He likes to hide his face on his partner's neck.

Sometimes, he even gives small kisses on the jawline or in the neck.

His hugs can go from the typical awkward side hug to the type of hug where he won't let his partner go from how tight he is hugging them. Not too tight, he doesn't want to suffocate his partner (or friend).

#eldarya #eldarya nevra #lance eldarya #eldarya headcanon #eldarya leiftan #eldarya mathieu

[dirty-bosmer]

The very talented @sheirukitriesfandom came up with this writing game. Thank you so much for the tag! I'm finally recovered enough from my trip to take a stab at all the tag-games I've missed. It was both nice and a bit challenging to revisit my old works. Forgot a lot of what I had written, honestly 😅

Tagging: @atypicalacademic @justafoxhound @elavoria @kookaburra1701 @nuwanders @thequeenofthewinter @skyrim-forever @gilgamish @chennnington @throughtrialbyfire @thana-topsy @mareenavee @paraparadigm @ladytanithia @nine-blessed-hero @wispstalk @sylvienerevarine @expended-sleeper

And as always no pressure if you're not feeling it. Also consider yourself tagged if you see this and are interested in joining in :D

The rules are to share:

A line from your fic that makes you laugh

lmao I don't think humor is a strength of mine, so I combed through very briefly and pulled at the first thing I saw that made me snort.

Mathieu swore he'd had conversations of more substance with mudcrabs while five brandies deep, and yet it always fascinated him how little his Speaker could say in so many words.

(from The Illusionist Part 2)

A line from your fic that makes you sad

If she could hold the quill steady, she would write it ten times over. She’d say, I miss doing nothing with you, being nothing but with you. If nothing were as blissful as those hours spent beside you, perhaps I wouldn’t fear it so.

(from The Illusionist Part 2)

A line from your fic you're proud of

The Midyear sun blazed high and proud above Kvatch. Below, the city scrambled on. Another Midyear, another Middas. Magnus rose, its ascent resolute.

(it's actually the first line of The Illusionist Part 1, and it has surprisingly remained unchanged since my first iteration of the fic??? Unfathomable to me lol)

A line from your fic you think could have been better

Only one? 😅 Truth is, I'm perpetually editing old chapters, so I could pretty much insert the entire series of The Illusionist here.

A line from your fic that makes you want to punch a character

Lucien gurgled or perhaps chortled, then spat out a mouthful of blood. “I thought you preferred silence, dear Sister.”

(Lucien sucks so baaaaddd and I get progressively meaner to him, sorry. Kinda hate what I've done to him, but he is a loser and someone has to bully him, and the burden so happened to fall upon me 🤷‍♀️)

A line from your fic that makes you go 'aww'

Nim's hair draped around his face, shielding him from the dancing flames of the brazier, and when Raminus closed his eyes, she was the only light that existed in all of Mundus, brilliant and blinding. 

(Crying about my nerd Raminus Polus, what's new.)

A line from your fic that's full of symbolism

The shop windows taunt him from his periphery, but he will pass one hundred more if that’s what it takes to prove his presence. His footfalls are heavy. He persists, learns how to walk again, how to exert his body upon the world if only to feel it press up against his feet. 

(From Treacle)

A line from your fic that contains an Easter egg

“If we’re such pious servants, then why does Nana always speak of the Daedra as though she drinks with them every Fredas?”

From Slither and Writhe. It is referencing an OC of mine so idk if its really an easter egg, but I just think it's funny how the protagonists in TES games go about collecting daedric artifacts like they're halloween candy.

A line from your fic that's shocking

And if her mother had only been more inquisitive about her work, she’d know the difference between the stench of decay and fouled wounds and that of flesh mending itself together beneath fresh stitches and salves that Sylawen lathered on diligently with deft fingers everyday.

(from Slither and Writhe. A lot of lines in that fic are kind of er... gross 😅 It is about a necromancer, after all)

A line from your fic you want to talk about more

Abrim is gilded in the torch flame. Every part of him is a different shade of brown such that Scar-Tail needs only look at him in flickering light to feel he’s travelled all of Tamriel’s woods, seen every kind of tree there is.

Ramble time. While trying to describe this character, I was thinking of my uncles, how dark their complexion, how different the shades of brown are in their skin, their eyes, their hair. Growing up as a latina I used to find brown so boring and so common because I was preoccupied with a set of beauty standards that women in my community paraded about, only to realize they were full of internalized colorism :D Anyway, that was a decade ago, and there's this line I remember reading, and I have no idea where from— somos el color de la tierra, we are the color of the earth, and I think more people should be romanticizing brown because it's so diverse and so beautiful 💕

#tag games

[astrals-and-pirates]

pentiment monks but drag race

(with @boredom-reigns )

THE JUDGES PANEL:

Brother Piero - the main judge, encouraging and well crafted critiques

Mother Ceclila - the most motherly and encouraging of the judges, can be stern when needed

Brother Aedoc - the shadiest judge, questionable critiques but makes for great tv

THE QUEENS:

Brother Volkbert - the porkchop, fairly new queen, tries her best but too girlfail to succeed

Brother Lukas - second elim, baby queen, survives her first lipsync vs Volkbert but not against anyone else

Father Gernot - the mean queen who thinks she's being cunty but everyone (including the fandom) hates bcs shes elitist and selfish, everyone cheers when shes eliminated and she becomes notorious for being a mess on social media

Sister Amalie - early out queen bc of her lack of experience, beloved by the fans due to her tragic backstory, has a major glowup and becomes the dark horse frontrunner in an all stars season

Prior Ferenc - a seasoned queen whos reputation goes down during the show bcs he commits sabotage

Brother Sebhat - victim of the non-white snatch game curse :(((, fan favorite leading up to the elimination

Brother Wojslav - mostly safe, wins miss congeniality

Sister Margarette - the underdog of the season, does fine but has some really funny moments, sweet but also takes no shit and gives it to you straight, gains a sizeable fandom after her elimination

Brother Matheiu - forms an alliance with brother rüdeger, is mostly safe with some flop moments, is forced to lipsync against rüdeger which is deeply tragic but they kiss during the lipsync and its iconic

Brother Rüdeger - talent/variety show winner with a sapphira cristal level opera performance, timid queen but really shows off her stuff, spirals after Mathieu is eliminated and is eliminated next

Andreas Maler - narrator of the season and knows the tea abt everyone, production favorite, comes back for all stars but is an early out bcs of her act ii depression (music theater twink in his original season, depressed trade for all stars)

TOP FOUR:

Brother Florian - hidden talents queen, is super humble but turns out the most suprising looks and performances, isnt afraid to learn from critique, constantly references her deeplore but doesnt expound on it, driving redditors insane; trade of the season (im deeply biased shut up)

Brother Guy - the meanest hater in the most entertaining way possible, throws the most shade but cant take it back, gets into a fight with judge aedoc and the clip goes viral, production keeps her around bcs she makes good tv

Sister Zdena - THE SEXIEST, THE CUNTIEST, THE BADDEST; runway queen of the season and snatch game winner, throws the most legendary lines and is also the narrator alongside andreas, runner up on this season but wins all stars, fan favorite

MOTHER(!!!) Illuminata - cecilia's drag daughter, zdena's drag mother, shade sniper and reading (haha) challenge winner, only has to give you a stern look to make you piss ur pants, turns out interesting and insightful looks, wise and eloquent activist, long deserved winner, sasha colby vibes

BONUS:

Father Thomas - casted and filmed the season before being prompted edited out for his problematic behavior

#pentiment #sorry to the other sisters #dw theyre on all stars #disclaimer ive only seen s15 and 16 and drph #this is also so much funnier if you imagine all the lipsync songs as gregorian chants and scriptures

[crowtoed]

Some Pentiment fancasts

(Based partially on whose voice I hear...) Yes I know a TV adaptation of Pentiment is impractical but the heart wants what it wants. Brother Florian: Ian Hart. Because Thomas Blanky vibes.

Sister Gertrude: Miriam Margolyes

Brother Mathieu: Burn Gorman. We know he can pull off a bowl cut and fastidiousness.

Grett Albanyn: Kristine Nielsen. She plays Mrs. Bauer in the Gilded Age and this is the voice I heard when she was talking about rye bread.

Baltas Isenkopf: Jim Howick. Forgive me, I kept hearing Howick's Martin Luther impression from Horrible Histories.

Dr. Werner Stolz: Ronan Raftery. I WILL FILL THIS LIST WITH ACTORS FROM THE TERROR GDI.

I'd love to hear other folks' fancasts!

#Pentiment #fancast #I was trying to be realistic too #Also I enjoy the variety in character design in Pentiment #I'd hope any fancast would reflect that

[tristesza]

Chinese portraits : Remco Evenepoel & Wout van Aert

Pre-race ritual ?

Wout : Pin my bibs, clean my shoes and my glasses

Remco : Eat and listen to music

Your dream meal after the TT ?

Wout : I saw my road teammates on sunday evening, they’ve eaten good burgers. They told me it was good quality there, so I think burger from the hotel restaurant.

Remco : We didn't have burgers and fries last time, I think it will be this time. Or a good pizza

A song during the warm-up before TT ?

Wout : I always listen to musics from Tomorrowlands, for motivation and energy.

Remco : A little hard though… Hard style and hard techno. There are some artists, like D-Sturb.

The time trial in a kilt or with bagpipe in the earpieces ?

Remco : Neither !

Wout : With a kilt ! I think the picture is funnier.

Your favorite rider during Worlds ? (Excluding belgians)

Remco : He cannot be belgian ? Yeah… Mathieu van der Poel

Wout : Christophe Laporte

Oppenheimer or Barbie ?

Wout : Oppenheimer

Remco : I haven't seen either of them. My wife saw barbie with her little sister, so it will be Oppenheimer.

The first thing you will do when you return to Belgium ?

Remco : Go to sleep quickly, because the day after I have my flight for the training camp.

Wout : Go to the chip chop to eat tasty belgian fries

Biggest celebrity in your phone contacts ?

Wout : My wife !

Remco : Eden Hazard or Thibaut Courtois

Wout’s streak : natural or dyeing ?

Remco : I think it’s natural

Wout : Yeah, I was born like this. It’s a natural thing

#remco evenepoel #wout van aert #interview #am I lost in translation lol #finally the truth concerning wout’s hair #wout’s laugh after saying ´my wife’ 💀 #glasglow #UCI World Championships

[saturnidaes]

Paola Morra as Sister Mathieu (1979)

#film #film stills #movies #movie #movie stills #70's #70's film #saturnidaes #saturnidaes films #killer nun #the killer nun #the killer nun 1979 #killer nun 1979 #suor omicidi #suor omicidi 1979 #italian film #italian movies #paola morra #sister mathieu #giulio berruti

[quietbluejay]

Plague War 2

yesss Sisters of Silence

man i wish there were books about the sisters

Swift footsteps came from behind. Felix moved aside at the moment Asheera Voi flashed past and leapt. Her armour powered her across the gap. As she flew, she reversed the grip on her sword so the point was held facing down and forward. The silica glass edge whispered through the heart, bringing forth a torrent of blood. Asheera pulled the sword down, opening up the side of the organ from top to bottom as she slid down its black flesh. It spasmed, and a horrible wailing set up from an indeterminate place. The cataract of foul-smelling vitae flooding from the wound filled the reactor chamber as if it were a bowl. She disappeared into it.

Voi is fun

for some reason this just made me think of this

sometimes i want to kiss the prose of this novel

i love when a writer is good at breathing life into the small people Haley isn't Ruckley, but he's still decent.

oh we're back to mothman nurgle stretched him so he's 30 feet tall

i have no clue where this is going and that hasn't happened in a while

also just as a side note i'm really glad that the warhammer writing i've been reading so far has NOT been "mil sf BUT EDGY" like there's milsf elements but they're not super…mil-sf-y if you get what i mean probably because on the hard-soft scifi scale, wh40k is softer than star wars

i don't think this bit is bad writing i just don't really tend to care about the full description of a military action or the nitty gritty of this kind of thing so reading this whole section is pulling teeth a bit

The mental image of thirty foot long moth man swooping like a swallow, just nyooming over the battlefield

I am not gonna lie a large part of what’s appealing about wh40k as a setting to me is the sci-fi/fantasy melange It’s basically dark fantasy with a sci-fi coat

giant demon acid dog...it just wants to play alas

ah...

so much evil came from one man with too much power trying to save people by sacrificing the few for the many and we keep seeing that played out through this book! with the girl who may or may not be a saint, and the sisters of battle

notes from future bluejay: I thought maybe was I reading too much anti-consequentialism into this book because that's my own personal bias but going back through my notes and the screenshots I took, nah, it's right there in the text

and now for a mood shift...

ABSOLUTELY INCREDIBLE

and thus Mortarion makes his dramatic entrance and finally we have the confrontation

i wonder how much does Mortarion actually believe of what he's saying. Well, the stuff about the Emperor, for sure, but the stuff about spreading nurgle being a positive thing…i'm not sure he actually managed to get himself to believe that it's definitely never been a primary motivation from what we've seen haha

kids, kids, is this really the time to play suffering olympics but also owo they're both hitting at each other's weak points

mortarion: muahaha i will tell you all about our father's plans once you are my prisoner mortarion: but first time to cut off your legs- mortarion: MASAKA! it's the girl who is being possessed by the Emperor with the steel chair!

Guilliman gets freed Guilliman: okay fight me Mortarion: looks like team rocket's blasting off again!!!…

except...he is, kind of, starting to ohhhh boy Guilliman is mad Mathieu: i didn't think he could get angry like this, i thought only the bad primarchs did that

guilliman really has a complicated relationship with the concept of father, huh and now it's time for him to sit alone in the dark and the book ends on guilliman reading lorgar's book

#warhammer 40k #bluejay reads warhammer

[heredis-sanguinis]

-Basic Information-

Legal Name:: Vladimir Mathieu vol Kalah Heigaari

Most Known As: Lord Vladimir/Vlad

Nickname(s): Crimson Reaper, Vlady, Princeling (in old times), Lion Cub (by his mother), bloodbag/leech (antagonistically by some), diva (affectionately by certain people)

Date of Birth: July 27th

Gender: Male

Place of Birth: Alovedra, Camavor

Currently Living: Noxus, Noxus Prime, Mortoraa-district

Spoken Languages: Camavoran, Ur-Nox, ancient Shuriman, Helian, all present day common Runeterran tongues

Education: Royal tutoring by private tutors followed by Darkin-instructed magical tutoring. Subsequently committed to self-learning throughout the centuries by having lived in various places, among which Helia, Shurima, the Freljord and early Demacia.

Hair Color: Originally light blonde, now silvery white

Eye Color: Originally sky blue, now pale white

Height: 6'5" - 1.95m

-Family Information-

Siblings: 6 older brothers, 2 younger sisters; All deceased, names undisclosed

Parents: Deceased, names undisclosed

Children: None (canon verse), 9 with @angelicxlly's Leblanc (Was it 9? I keep losing track); Adrian & Aradia (twins), Ruby, Elizabeth, Arielle, Violet & Rose & Lily (triplets), Alexandria

Pets: 2 drakehounds; August and Carmine, a flock of Crimson Pigeons, 1 Poro

-Relationship Status-

Sexual Orientation: Pan

Relationship Status: Single (verse dependent)

Since when: Verse dependent

Tagged by: @ferinehuntress @angelicxlly @steel-and-fire @blackrosesmatron Tagging: Anyone that hasn't done this and wants to do this.

#[out of blood] - out of character #[I am lord and master] - headcanons

[muppet-facts]

Muppet Fact #607

Betty Lou has a baby sister and a young brother who's name is Herbie.

Sources:

Grover Learns to Read. Dan Elliott and Normand Chartier. Random House. 1985.

The Sesame Street Bedtime Storybook. Tony Geiss, Emily Perl Kingsley, David Korr, Jeff Moss, Robert Oksner, Patricia Thackray, Tom Cooke, A. Delaney, Joe Mathieu and Marc Nadel. Random House. 1978.

#jim henson #muppet facts oc #the muppets #muppets #muppet facts #fun facts #sesame street #betty lou

[alenales]

Poster remake

The remade poster itself is from episode 20 of the New Era.

Nevra helped the council and headquarters, and together with Alya she would settle down on Earth. He did not go to the command with the others, but was with his family, supporting the fairies who were worried about the situation. Since she and Alya were already married and had children, after Erica’s speech, which Alya didn’t really like and seemed a little cruel towards earthlings, they settled in a separate house not far from the fairies in order to see the vampire’s sister and walk with friends.

-Alya, dear, doesn’t the sun affect you too much? “It was no longer Huang Hua’s assistant in the past, nor Huang Chu’s assistant who took this position, who said a little excitedly, but simply helped in Nevra’s reconnaissance and monitored the reconnaissance corps. Leiftan continued to help Mathieu with that position (according to my version).

-No no. There are enough of those ointments, and even after the connection of Eldaria with the Earth, the sun began to burn less, as if the mana that moved here and freed Eric in the command helps the local atmosphere to normalize, preventing magical creatures from dying. - Alya said with a small smile as she and her husband walked. And in gratitude for the fact that he was always with her, she pressed herself close to him, closing her eyes, and the guy put his arms around her, pressing her closer to him… Now they faced a new future and a new life where Alya lived before.

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Сам переделанный постер с 20 эпизода Новой Эры.

Невра помогал совету и штабу, вместе с Алей устроится на Земле. Он не ходил в командорство с остальными, но был вместе со своей семьей, поддерживал фейри, которые были обеспокоены ситуацией. Так как они уже были с Алей женаты и имели детей, то после речи Эрики, которая не сильно понравилась Але и показалась немного жестокой по отношению к землянам, они обустроились в отдельном доме неподалеку от фейри, чтобы видеть и сестру вампира и гулять с друзьями. - Аля, милая, на тебя не сильно действует солнце? - Немного взволнованно произнес уже не помощник Хуан Хуа в прошлом, не помощник занявшей эту должность Хуан Чу, а просто помогавший в разведке Невра и следивший за разведывательным корпусом. Помогать Матье с той должностью продолжил Лейфтан (по моей версии). - Нет, нет. Тех мазей хватает, да и после соединения Элдарии с Землей, солнце стало не так обжигать, будто мана, что перешла сюда и освободила Эрика в командорстве помогает нормализоваться и здешней атмосфере, не давая погибнуть волшебным существам. - С небольшой улыбкой произнесла Аля, когда они гуляли с мужем. И в благодарность за то, что он всегда с ней вместе она прижалась к нему, прикрыв глаза, а парень обнял ее руками, прижав к себе сильнее... Теперь им предстояло новое будущее и новая жизнь там, где жила раньше Аля.

#nevra eldarya #nevra a new era #eldarya nevra #eldarya edit #20 episode ew era