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roscoehamiltons · 2 months

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Silly Season 2024 Predictions

aka predicting how the grid will look for 2025:

red bull: max verstappen, daniel ricciardo

mercedes: george russell, fernando alonso (or alex albon, if fernando remains at aston martin)

ferrari: lewis hamilton(!!!), charles leclerc

mclaren: lando norris, oscar piastri

aston martin: lance stroll, yuki tsunoda (or fernando alonso, if he doesn't go to mercedes)

alpine: esteban ocon, pierre gasly

williams: kimi antonelli, alex albon (or valtteri bottas, if alex goes to mercedes)

visa cash grab rb: liam lawson, sergio perez (or yuki tsunoda, if he doesn't go to aston martin)

sauber: carlos sainz jr, nico hulkenberg

haas: ollie bearman, kevin magnussen (or zhou guanyu, if kevin retires)

thoughts, explanations (and a lot of babbling) under the cut:

red bull: maybe i'm delulu for thinking daniel to red bull will still happen lol but it makes perfect sense on paper-- daniel's already familiar with the team and works well with them, he has support from the higher ups, he's a marketing dream, he has a similar driving style and preference to max...

also i know there have been rumours about alex going to red bull again but i don't think he'll do it in the end.

mercedes: i want it to be fernando that replaces lewis bc it would bring the most chaos and drama lol, but it's also a decision that actually makes sense? swapping a world champion with another world champion, and one that isn't likely to want to stay long term (5-10 years)? i guess this is dependent on how both mercedes and aston do this year but 🙏 pls make it happen lol

alex is my second choice for the seat if fernando doesn’t take it. i started making my predictions before james confirmed that alex was signed to williams for 2025, but even with that news, i still think it's a possibility he could go to mercedes. there's been so many whispers in the press about alex wanting to either leave williams or getting offers from top teams, that i can't help but think that alex is trying to gun for a top seat.. and mercedes is his best choice for a top seat imo. not to mention that james did say that he wouldn't stop alex from leaving if he wanted to, and of course the ties with mercedes that james and williams have... it would be easy for them to do some negotiations and make it happen. also i'm sure that george would put in a good word for alex, if alex was interested.

also some honourable mentions, because there's a lot of possibilities to consider: everyone is talking about kimi antonelli and mercedes and i do think that they're going to try and push him into f1 as soon as they can.. i just don't know if they'll take the risk of putting him in the merc seat right away. i'm really interested to see how he does in f2 either way-- if he's as good as everyone says then the results will speak for themselves. i think esteban is a good option too; he's a solid driver (and underrated imo), and more importantly he has ties to merc and toto. if merc wants a more short term option then carlos is a good choice, though it's more likely he would go to sauber. as for mick, i don't think that he's merc's first (or even second or third) choice for the seat, unfortunately for him and the mick girlies. lastly, this one is a bit random but nico hulkenberg also came to mind as a solid short term option (plus, he's german).

ferrari: still can’t believe lewis is going to be driving for them.

mclaren: no notes, very solid pairing.

aston martin: i think the lineup will stay the same if fernando doesn’t want to move to mercedes. i suppose there’s a chance that the rumours about lance going to wec could be true but we will see.

if fernando does go to mercedes then yuki is probably the most obvious choice as his replacement. i also think it’s in yuki's best interest in the long term to leave the red bull family, and this would probably be the best opportunity to do so.

i was actually initially considering checo as the driver to replace fernando — they have history after all, and checo seems to love the team. however, thinking about it, 2023 really took a hit to his reputation as a driver and I don’t know if aston would want him back anyways? i think checo would absolutely reach out to them though if the seat opens up, i think he’s going to try and stay on the grid if it's possible.

alpine: i think both will stay, but if one was to leave it would probably be este (to mercedes?) rather than pierre. if he were to go then jack doohan would be the likely replacement, maybe victor martins if his results in f2 are good.

williams: like i said earlier, i think mercedes is going to try and get kimi into f1 asap, even if he doesn't win f2, and aside from merc itself, williams is the most likely option for that to happen. alex will stay if he doesn’t get the mercedes seat—the supposed red bull offer doesn't start until 2026 and i don’t think he would break his contract to go to aston or alpine.

as for who would replace alex if he does go to mercedes, i would love for it to be valtteri. i stole this idea from @velvetsainz actually, but the more i think about it, the more i like it... the idea of valtteri and james on the same team again tickles me and valtteri is a fantastic mentor (as evidenced by his relationship with guanyu). also i'm fairly certain that toto is back on valtteri's management team again so i can see toto mentioning valtteri as an option for williams in their negotations for the hypothetical alex to mercedes move. is this likely this is to happen, idk, because valtteri did pick sauber over williams in 2021 for a reason but a girl can dream lol

visa cash grab rb: this one was the one i probably struggled with the most ngl.. i think liam is definitely going to be in f1 in 2025 (and deservedly so) but the question of who's going to be in the other seat.. the three main options would be yuki, checo and daniel (if daniel remains at visa instead of moving up, either checo stays at red bull or yuki is the one getting promoted). i originally had the lineup as yuki and liam (and checo at aston martin) but ended up switching yuki and checo around in the end. if checo does end up retiring at the end of this year and yuki goes off to aston then i'm not sure who would replace him..maybe ayumu iwasa? i looked at their list of juniors and am not really familiar with anyone besides him tbh

sauber: this one pains me because i'm a huge fan of both valtteri and guanyu, and they're actually my favorite pairing, in terms of overall vibes and personality... but i would be (very pleasantly) surprised if they both manage to stay at sauber next year. i think it's a given that carlos is going to go to sauber now that he isn't with ferrari, especially with his ties his dad has to audi. i also think sauber/audi would want to start preparing for 2026 and they would also want a german driver to drive for them, hence nico hulkenberg (plus the rumours that they were interested in hulkenberg last year, but ended up renewing guanyu instead).

there's a chance that one of the current drivers could stay, which in that case it would likely be valtteri (with carlos as his teammate, rather than nico). they could also promote theo pourchaire to f1, but i think it's likely they would stick to established drivers, especially during the first couple of years that audi settle in.

haas: the new haas tp has spoken very highly of ollie and with the amount of free practice sessions they have scheduled for ollie this year, it wouldn't surprise me if they're trying to get him on the grid. i know some people think that kevin might retire after this year, but i think they would like to keep one of the current drivers since the last time they had two new drivers didn't go well 😬. on the chance that kevin does end up retiring, i think guanyu is a good shout for a replacement. it might seem a bit random but he's a consistent driver who rarely crashes and more importantly, brings a lot of money and sponsorship, which haas needs.

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shadow-the-crow · 29 days

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"oh yeah i can listen to another episode before bed, i'm used to horror by now, these things don't scare me as much as they used to :D"

*sees it's a Stranger episode*

"nope"

#not dealing with spooky mannequins at night #absolutely not #tma #tma podcast #the magnus archives #tma the stranger #tma shitpost #i've finally started season 3 yay!#also this post is really similar to other posts i've made #sorry #i feel so unoriginal

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clone-whore-99 · 1 year

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Warmth

Gif by: @dreamswithghosts

Mayday x GN!Reader

18+, minors gtfo

Warnings: Smutty mcsmutterson, porn with plot, unprotected sex (wrap it irl), descriptions of injuries, ship crashes, blood, guns, medical care ig? LMK if I need to add something else! Beta read by: @nunanuggets

Summary: After crashing on a random ice planet, you need to find help before freezing to death

Authors Note: I have not been this passionate about writing in forever. It was so nice to have that spark back, to have the words flowing through me. Especially since this was supposed to be a small fic, and instead ended up being 5510 words. Yea, idk what happened either, but I hope you enjoy it!

Also, if you like this, please like and comment and maybe even reblog, it means a lot to me, okay, thanks, bye 🥺👉👈

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“Mayday! Mayday! Does anybody copy? Mayday, we’re going down!”

Nobody was answering. All the systems were glitching out, red light blinking through the smoke obscuring your vision. What a shitty way to wake up.

How did this even happen? It was an easy trip, one you had taken thousands of times before. Nothing could go wrong. So you decided to get some much needed rest, Arthur your R4 unit could pilot for a bit.

And then you awoke to every alarm going off, smoke filling your lungs and clouding your vision. You had no clue what could’ve hit you or caused this, you weren’t even really sure where on your trip you were.

“Arthur, get the smoke under control!” You shouted at your panicking droid, while you were working desperately to get a distress signal through and maybe, just maybe, get some help before you collided with a planet.

That was the only thing you knew for sure was going to happen in this mess. You were still falling, but that was the problem. You were falling. Meaning you were in some random planet's atmosphere and the smoke was keeping you from seeing how far from the ground you were.

And though Arthur did manage to get rid of enough smoke for you to see, it didn’t feel like it. All that you saw was blinding white and not even a second later, the predicted crash happened, knocking you off your feet and out of consciousness.

The first thing that registered in your mind, was how much breathing suddenly hurt. Not hurt as in possible-damage-to-the-chest, but hurt as in the air that was filling your lungs. The air stung and the more consciousness you gained, the more you realized it stung everywhere, not just your lungs.

Your mouth was dry and you struggled to open your eyes - it felt like they had been frozen shut. “Arthur?” You asked out into the darkness, as you willed your numb limbs to push you up towards a sitting position.

“Arthur!” You sounded, louder this time in the hopes of a response. A weak whimper came from the droid a couple meters away from you.

Rubbing the heel of your hands into your eyes, you finally managed to get them to open up. The first thing you saw was your own frozen, dried blood on the ground. Then the frost sneakingly taking over the ship, spreading from the damage and the corners towards you.

Arthur had been tipped over. His treads had been frozen in place, while he was trying to get back up, leaving him vulnerable and in a funny position. You reached out to help him up, but the cold metal burned your numb fingers at the touch.

Instead you opted to look for an emergency case, hoping it had something that could possibly warm you and your astromech. Every ship had to have one, though you were uncertain yours were up to date.

“What happened buddy?” You asked through clattering teeth, trying your hardest to not think about how cold you were. Moving was hard as your limbs ached and wanted to huddle together to keep warmth.

Arthur beeped out an explanation and you shot him an accusatory look. “And you didn’t steer around it? C’mon, you’re a better pilot than that!” The droid made a sad sound and you shook your head at it. Accusing and apologizing didn’t do any good now, not if you wanted to survive.

You finally found the dusty emergency case and much to your own dismay, you were right. Most of the stuff in it was far out of date, rendering it useless. There was, however, a fire blanket and a few heating pads. You wrapped the blanket around you, the cooling side facing outwards and hoping that what you remembered from first aid was right.

Then you took two of the heating pads, activating them and placing them on each side of the droid. You only needed it to be warm enough to work properly and for you to touch it without getting hurt.

“Where exactly are we?”

Arthurs answer was anything but helpful and you shot him an exhausted look. “Yes, I can see it’s an ice planet, but does this ice planet have a name? And more importantly, is it civilized?”

Once again, Arthurs answer didn’t exactly spark enthusiasm in you. The warmth of the blanket was beginning to do its work, though it made you more aware of the damage you had sustained from the crash. Taking a quick glance around the ship, you let out a yielding sigh.

“As soon as you can, scan the planet.” You ordered the droid and finally made your way back up on your feet. Getting tired of your droid’s replies, you snapped at him: “Anything! Signs of civilizations, heat signals, electrical outputs, anything that might lead us off this planet!”

You pulled the droid up into a standing position, though the metal still was too cold to touch, leaving small patches of your skin when you ripped your hands away. Then you wandered deeper into the ship, leaving the droid to thaw and work alone.

Several minutes passed before you returned, now wearing a thick jacket to battle the cold. Through your many years of piloting, you had found it helpful to have some articles of clothing fit for different types of weather lying around. Thank the force for your foresight.

Arthur beeped excitedly at you when you returned. “How far again?” You asked him, wanting to be sure you heard correctly. When he repeated himself, you let out an exaggerated sigh. “How’s the weather looking? Any storms closing in?”

The droid searched for a bit, before happily reporting. You smiled. Finally some good news.

“Alright, I’ll head towards the outpost, you stay here and try to call for help.” Arthur beeped nervously at your plan, and though the droid was annoying you, he was still your travel companion and you hated seeing him like that.

“I’m not abandoning you, Arthur. But if this place freezes over, you have a higher chance of making it out than I do. I need you to do this for me.”

In one last attempt to stay together, Arthur made another protest.

“Alright, here.” you gave the droid a comlink with a tracker on it, so even if he couldn’t reach you due to the environment interfering, he could still track you in case help arrived.

You grabbed the flare gun from the emergency case and your small blaster pistol just in case. And with that, you made your way out of the ship and into the cold environment.

As the cold wind made its way under your jacket again, you regretted even more leaving your ship and the blanket. Though the jacket was made for keeping you warm during cold weather, it wasn’t made for this intensity. You tugged the collar a bit further up, wanting to warm the parts of your face the hood didn’t reach. Then you blew into the sleeves of the jacket, where your hands were hiding from the cold. Your breath didn’t do much to help, misting as soon as it left your lungs and turned into cold air in less than a second.

Though every part in your body begged you to turn around and return to your ship, you knew it was nothing but certain doom. The ship was beyond repair and upon the crash, the window cracked and the frost was threatening to break it any second.

This didn’t feel any less helpless though. You had been wandering for hours, darkness overtaking the sky and only stars and the moon lit your way towards hope. The only positive thing you could get from the cold, was that it was distracting and numbing your injuries from the crash.

It all felt so hopeless, that when a red light blinked through the darkness, you didn’t even dare to believe it was real.

It wasn’t until you were literally standing right in front of the sensor beacon, that a small ounce of hope returned to your body. You nearly started sobbing right then and there, if it weren’t out of fear that the tears would freeze your eyes.

The beacon looked about as broken down as you felt, but the blinking lights indicated it was still working. You gave it a careful kick, wanting it to alarm whoever was at the base about your approach.

If there were anybody at the base at all.

As you approached, the lack of light and sound from the singular building gave you a mixed feeling of disappointment and joy. Disappointment over the fact that you might not find any living people on the base, joy over the fact it was still intact.

Though the fear of being alone quickly subsided, when a fully armored man walked out with his gun pointed at you. “Hands where I can see them!” He barked and though your arms were begging to stay close to your body, you did as commanded.

Another man appeared behind you, the barrel of his gun resting between your shoulder blades. “If I were you, I would be very careful about my next move.” His voice was low and threatening and… Identical to other man’s. The darkness had made it hard to tell, but now you were certain they were clones.

“Please,” you begged through clattering teeth, struggling to keep your arms up in the cold air. “I mean no harm! My ship crashed and I can’t reach anyone over the communication system. I’ve been walking for hours, and…. I really can’t keep my arms up much longer.”

A fragment of a second of silence filled the air, before the clone in front of you turned around and walked back inside. The clone behind you pushed you lightly with his gun, signaling for you to start walking.

“You can put your arms down, just keep your hands where I can see them,” he said, his voice more comforting now.

Careful not to let your hands out of the clones’ sight, you followed the first man inside. The base was dark and filled with crates. In a corner sat a group of 3 men, huddled together around a heat generator. Only one of them had taken his helmet off, though a beard had taken its place in covering most of his face.

A sly smile peeked through the beard. “You look worse for wear,” he commented, his eyes glancing you over, before nodding at the man behind you to leave you be.

Once you no longer had a gun resting against your back, your arms shot up to wrap around you, in a futile attempt to regain some heat. “I feel like it too,” you shot back.

“Here,” the bearded clone grabbed your arm and pulled you closer to the generator. “I’m Commander Mayday. Those two are Hexx and Veech and the one who guided you in is Crust. What’s your name?”

“Y/N,” you replied, too exhausted to really keep a conversation going. Though, you still thanked the men for taking you in and helping you regain some warmth.

“And what leads you to Barton-4, Y/N?” Mayday probed, not ready to let the conversation drop that easily. Not that you blamed him, you were still a stranger on a military base. These men were probably breaking tons of protocol taking you in like that.

“A crashed ship,” you replied humorously, turning your head slightly to look back at the clone.

Mayday suddenly got a very stern look on his face and his eyes narrowed slightly. He reached out for you and you instinctively leaned away, though quickly remembered your situation and let him reach you.

With a light and careful touch, Mayday removed your hood and exposed your face. He took a sharp inhale through gritted teeth, then grabbed your chin and twisted your head so he could get a closer look.

“That’s a nasty cut you got there,” he finally spoke out loud, after having examined the side of your head in what felt like forever. “That needs some proper medical attention. Any other injuries I should be made aware of?”

You stared at the man with wide eyes and mouth agape, suddenly losing the ability to think under his touch and watchful gaze. “Erm… I, erm… I don’t know?” You finally managed to get out, though rather sheepishly. “I was knocked out during the crash and when I woke up, all I could feel was cold. I haven’t had any time to really examine myself for injuries.”

Mayday nodded, his look now way more serious than it was moments ago. “Alright. Hexx, prepare the medbay so I can have a look over a guest here.”

One of the clones jumped up at that order and disappeared behind some crates. Your cheeks would probably be burning hot by now, if it wasn’t for your body’s attempt at keeping its warmth centered. Something about being looked over by Mayday made you feel some things far from appropriate to the situation.

“There’s no need, really. I… I just need to call for help offworld, that’s all, I swear.”

“Nonsense!” Mayday waved his hand dismissively. “Might as well now that you’re here. Besides, I’m not entirely sure our communication device works anyways.”

“Either that or the Empire is actively ignoring us,” Crust explained, receiving a warning look from his commander in response. Perhaps letting strangers know back up won’t arrive if needed, wasn’t that great an idea.

A few minutes later Hexx returned with the news that the medbay was ready. Mayday grabbed your arm again - this time tighter than the last - and guided you through the crates. The medbay wasn’t as much a medbay, as it was a makeshift room filled with first aid medical equipment.

“It ain’t the best, but it does it’s job.” Mayday humbly admitted, finally letting go of your arm after closing the door behind him.

The room was far from what you would call a sterile environment, but it was more organized and clean than the rest of the base. A single light hung loose from the ceiling, casting long shadows over the whole room while fully illuminating the examination bed. Around it were a few heat lamps, so the patient wouldn’t freeze to death while getting patched up.

“Right, I’m gonna need you to take off that jacket.” Mayday was looking around in the room, gathering different tools he might need. You did notice how he kept a watchful eye on you while doing so.

Noticing your hesitation, Mayday turned to fully face you. “I’m not gonna do anything, if that’s what you’re scared of. But I can’t examine you for injuries over that jacket and you might be badly hurt without knowing.”

You opened the jacket, but didn’t fully take it off just yet. Instead you went towards the heat lamp and held a hand out to test the warmth.

“If you’re not taking it off, I will.” Mayday threatened in a playful yet serious manner, giving you one last chance to comply. Which you did.

You weren’t sure why you had suddenly gotten shy around this clone, but there was something about the way he carried himself, which made your stomach flutter and your mind wander to more… intimate places. Places that should be far from your reach, at a time like this.

“That should do,” the clones’ scruffy voice sounded, as he placed a tray of tools on the table nearby. You turned to face away from the examination bed and towards him, which made him grab your waist and help you up on the bed. A small, rather insignificant gesture, that made heat finally rise to your cheeks.

“Now, I’m not a medic, but I’ll do my best here, okay? So just relax.”

“Wouldn’t it be better if you got your medic to look at me?” You asked carefully, suddenly wanting any other clone to be this close to you.

Mayday laughed at this. “Probably. But he was killed during the last raid on base, so I’ll have to do.”

Raid? “Do you get raided often? Shouldn’t you have more soldiers here, then?”

“Yep,” Mayday replied nonchalantly, as he tilted your head to the side so he had easier access to your wound. “Reinforcements should’ve been here 22 rotations ago. Eventually the Empire gotta remember they got cargo waiting here. Question is whether or not we’re still alive at that point.”

You suddenly felt very small and hopeless. These poor men has been abandoned, waiting for 22 rotations in such harsh environments. Nobody deserved that kinda treatment.

“Well,” you began, carefully thinking out loud. “If Arthur manages to reach help offworld, then why don’t you come with us?”

“Arthur!?” Mayday asked, stepping back to look you over and assuring he heard right. It wasn’t until you saw the worried confusion on his face, that you realized he probably thought Arthur was another person.

“He’s a droid!” You quickly corrected and the look on the clone's face instantly relaxed. “An R4-G8 unit, to be precise. He’s back at the ship, trying to get in contact with help. If he succeeds, he’s gonna comm me. You can come along, if you want.”

Having gone back to clean your wound, Mayday sighed before deciding to change the subject of him deserting. “Where exactly is your ship, Y/N? It must be pretty far if you can’t even reach us from it.”

You glanced down at your now soaked shoes, the gun you brought along with you for security, still hiding in the rim against your leg. “About half a day's walk from here, I’d say. It doesn’t really matter though, it’s beyond repair and besides Arthur, doesn’t really carry much of value.”

The cleaning wipe made contact with the actual wound, causing you to cringe and Mayday to apologize. Though he also told you there wasn’t much he could do, since he needed to see how severe the wound actually was. Apparently you had bled so much, it was hard to tell where the actual cut was.

Silence filled the room between the two of you, as Mayday focused on causing as little discomfort as possible and you were doing your best to keep your groin from throbbing at the closeness and the scent of him.

After what felt like forever and yet not long enough, Mayday finally put down the wipe and spoke up: “Alright, Y/N, I’m not gonna lie to you. This next part is going to sting, a lot, but I need you to relax or it’s just going to get worse, understood?”

Nodding slowly and carefully, you stared wide eyed and terrified at the man in front of you. “You’re not exactly making it easy to relax, you know that, right?”

Mayday chuckled, a genuine chuckle, the kind that made your heart skip a beat and an unwilling smile cross your lips. “That’s not really my specialty, I’m afraid. If it helps, just close your eyes and focus on your breathing.”

You did as suggested, closing your eyes and focusing on your breathing. Only problem was that with every breath, Mayday's musky scent filled your senses, making you nearly lightheaded with arousal.

You shifted carefully in your seat, trying to keep your lustful reaction at bay, only to be told off by Mayday. “You’re tensing up, I need you to relax.” He tried to sound gentle, but it came out in an annoyed order.

“I’m sorry, I’m trying, really!” You panicked in response, something deeply rooted inside of you desperate to please this man at all costs.

Mayday grabbed your jaw to keep your head still, while continuing his work the best he could. “Talk to me, soldier. What’s going on, why are you suddenly so riled up?”

You let out a weak moan at his sudden forceful touch, which did the opposite of getting you to relax. “It doesn’t matter, it’s not important.” You dismissed, not wanting to admit your very primal, lustful reaction towards the clone.

“Humor me.”

“I’d really rather not.”

Mayday's hands landed on opposite sides of your thighs, as he leaned in closer to study you. You realized he was done working on your wound, too busy concentrating on not reacting to really notice the sting. You reached up to touch it, but your hand was grabbed and forcefully put down by your side again.

“Don’t touch it,” he said sternly, and it just now occurred to you he was suspicious of you. “What is it you’re hiding? What aren’t you telling me? Because if there’s ever been a time and place to start talking, I’d say this is it.”

How was it possible to be so terrified yet so aroused at the same time? You bit your lip thoughtfully, considering whether or not to tell the truth. With a quick glance down towards his groin and then back up to meet his eyes, you were hopeful the soldier picked up what you were hinting at.

But when he looked down, all he saw was the gun hidden in your shoe. He grabbed it and threw it to the side in a swift motion. “Use your words.” He grunted through gritted teeth, which sent another wave of arousal down to the apex of your legs.

“It’s nothing, I swear,” you muttered, your voice barely a squeak at that point. Though you finally figured that no matter the outcome of you telling the truth, it couldn’t be worse than him thinking you were a spy or there to hurt you.

So, with eyes tightly closed and a grip onto the edge so hard it turned your knuckles white, you confessed out loud: “It’s just… I’m really turned on by you.”

Silence.

You barely dared to breathe, let alone open your eyes again. But your curiosity got the better of you and very carefully, you opened one eye.

Mayday was still leaning in close to you, his eyes studying you with an eyebrow raised questioningly. Though when he supposedly was satisfied with whatever he was looking for, he leaned back with a sly smirk. He ran his fingers confidently through his hair, as he seemingly considered the opportunity.

“Well,” he half chuckled, finally breaking the tense silence between the two of you. “I guess that’s one way to look you over and keep you warm at the same time.”

Removing his glove, Mayday held his hand out in front of you. “May I?” He asked and though you didn’t know what he was requesting, you still gave permission. Though you definitely weren’t expecting him to reach into your pants.

Maydays fingers sliding across your sex was a cold reminder about what was actually happening. Suddenly you weren’t sure if this was real or a hallucination caused by you lying dying in the snow. Either way, you didn’t really want it to stop.

Low, wanton moans escaped your lips, as your hips voluntarily leaned into the touch.

“You weren’t lying, you really are turned on by me,” Mayday sounded surprised, as if he were expecting otherwise. “Didn’t know I had that effect on people.” He removed his hand from your sex, much to your dismay, and licked off the arousal he had gathered.

“Guess you haven’t had a lot of chances to meet anyone to have that effect on,” you replied, pushing yourself towards the edge of the bed. “Why don’t you let me show you how hot you’re making me feel?”

As if reading your mind, Mayday let his thumb run across your lower lip, considering the options laid in front of him. His lips then made contact with yours, surprisingly soft compared to his rough exterior.

Your hands found home by his groin, rubbing the codpiece guarding it in the hopes the friction was somewhat stimulating for him.

Though the attempt didn’t last long, before Mayday removed your hands and pressed his groin against yours. He put your hands up on his shoulders, while his own found purpose by your hips, holding you in place.

With a slight tilt of his head, his tongue protruded his soft lips, wettening your cracked, damaged lips while indirectly asking for permission. You gladly allowed entrance and soon enough his tongue was dancing with yours.

If you thought the large, unkempt beard was going to be a problem, you’d’ve been sorely mistaken. On the contrary, it was creating extra friction and tickled in all the right places. Only minor issue was how hard it was to breathe through.

So as little as you wanted to, you needed to break the kiss before passing out. That didn’t stop Mayday though, as he moved down your neck and began sucking, kissing, licking and biting that.

His hips began grinding against yours, causing your head to lull back as lewd noises escaped your lips.

One of your hands slid down his biceps, feeling the muscles work through the broken armor. Your other hand found purpose in his long hair, stroking it and pulling it if the biting got a bit too rough.

Something that Mayday undoubtedly found humor in, as his low chuckles sent pleasurable waves through your body.

While one of his arms was wrapped around your waist, holding you in place, the other traced a finger up and down your spine, pressing odd places and seemingly randomly searching your body.

You chuckled. “What are you doing?”

“Looking for possible fractures caused by the crash,” Mayday replied against your shoulder, before straightening up to look at you properly. “Don’t think you get out of the examination that easily, babe.” He said with a wink.

Your hand shot once again down to his codpiece, rubbing the cold plastoid protecting his jewels. “Why don’t you let me examine you for a change? Make sure everything still works.”

“All in dues time, sweetheart.” Mayday teased you, while grabbing your chin. But just as you thought he was about to kiss you again, his hands grabbed the edge of your shirt and pulled it off, exposing your upper body to the cold.

Removing his other glove, Mayday let his bare hands slither over your bare torso, thumbs flicking over your stiff nubs. His deep, brown eyes skimmed over your frame, admiring the detailed piece of art in front of him.

“Looks like you landed on your side when you crashed, but nothing appears broken.” He noted, his voice laced with wonder. He let one hand trace over the bruise covering the entire side of your body, outlining your bones and the pattern of your ship's floor.

You smiled at his admiration over your body, hating to interrupt it, but even with heat lamps it was far too cold to be undressed like that. “I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself, but I’m starting to freeze my butt off again.”

Reaching over to grab your shirt, Mayday caught your hands and pinned them to your side again. “Don’t worry, I’ll keep you warm.” He assured you, before pushing you to lie down while leaning over you.

Maydays lips began tracing over your upper body, making their way towards your hardened nipple and began teasingly biting and sucking it.

In response, your hips buckled up and began grinding desperately for attention. Mayday's hand found home on your hips again, holding them down. “Easy soldier,” he said half jokingly.

Though he did seem to get the hint and began unbuttoning your pants, while his lips began traveling downwards, beard tickling along the way.

He finally pulled your pants down, exposing your glistening sex to the cold environment as well. “Beautiful,” he muttered, before ducking under and reappearing between your thighs.

Surpassing your sex, Mayday paused shortly to give it a kiss and lick all the way up, causing you to fall back with your back arching and a dirty moan.

As he straightened to stand upright, you could hear the ‘clank’ of plastoid hitting the hard, metal floor.

You looked up to see his beard slightly glistening in the light, as he looked down and spat on his own cock. Stroking it a bit to spread the spit evenly, Mayday finally lined his member up with your entrance.

He shot you a teasing look. “Ready?”

“Oh fuck yea, please just fuck me already!” You begged.

With your permission, Mayday began his intrusion, slowly pushing himself in and stretching you in the most wonderful way.

You, however, weren’t ready for how much of a stretch it was going to be. Every inch filled you so wonderfully, it felt like your brain was going to short circuit.

“There we go, nice and slowly,” Mayday cooed at you, when he was about halfway inside. Assuring the stretch wasn’t going to be too much of a burden on your body, he eased it with caresses, kisses and compliments so sweet, they could be desserts.

When Mayday was fully hilted inside of you, he leaned over and planted a celebratory kiss on your lips, before resting his forehead against yours. He didn’t move yet, allowing you to adjust to his size.

You wrapped your arms around the soldier's neck, with one hand lightly tussling his hair. “You’re bigger than I thought,” you breathily whispered, as you moved your hips to show you were ready. “Not that I’m complaining.”

Mayday smirked at your comment and planted another kiss on your lips, while slowly dragging out till just the tip, before ruthlessly clashing his hips back against yours again.

Your back arched again in response, head lulling back with a moan so loud it might cause an avalanche.

Mayday used this opportunity to slide an arm around your waist, keeping you in place when he slammed against you. The hand caressing your hip moved on to under your thigh, creating more room for him to work in.

“Seems like your reflexes also survived the crash.” Mayday joked through heavy breaths.

You rolled your eyes in response. “Quit playing doctor already,” you replied, teasingly pulling his hair as punishment.

Eventually he began picking up the pace, doing so without compromising the rigor of his motion.

You were hardly keeping it together, hands tightly gripping onto his hair and armor, desperately attempting to ground yourself. Loud moans were filling the room, undoubtedly alerting the other soldiers to what was happening.

“Kriff, May…” You moaned, closing your eyes and trying to refrain yourself from the ever-rising peak you were reaching. You didn’t want to reach it too soon, wanting nothing more but for this moment to last forever.

“I know,” Mayday whispered, not nearly as out of breath as you. “I’m close too. Where do you want me to…?”

“Inside!” You moaned, the edge rapidly closing in and threatening to tip you over.

After a couple ruthless thrust more, Mayday kissed your cheek so gently it completely contrasted everything else. “Go ahead, cum for me,” he whispered into your ear, before biting its shell.

That was all you needed to tip over the edge, reaching an orgasm unlike any other you’d ever experienced. Your whole body tensed, holding him so close you nearly became one. Mayday was forced to kiss you, as your moans were reaching a volume they nearly became screams.

You came harder than you thought possible, your juices spilling over the both of you. Seemingly that was Maydays undoing, as his body tensed up as well and you felt hot ropes filling up your insides.

The two of you stayed like that for a while, coming down from your highs and breathing in each other. You winced at the loss of contact when Mayday pulled out, and the cold air of the base stung to your sweat and cum covered skin.

Mayday returned shortly, wiping his softened cock with a hot towel.

You pouted. “I wanted to suck that.”

“Another time, maybe.” Mayday kissed your temple, while beginning to wipe down your body with the hot towel and help you get dressed again. “Afterall, you know where I live.”

While getting dressed, your comlink went off. It was Arthur, having made contact with a rescue team, which was on their way.

Suddenly you regretted having left the ship, not wanting to wander in the cold once again.

As if reading your mind, Mayday placed a comforting hand on your shoulder and said: “We have a speeder. If you want, I’ll have Crust take you back to your ship.”

You looked at the commander with pleading eyes. “You’re not coming with me? It’d be a ticket off the snowball and we could have some more examinations whenever you want.”

Mayday shot you an apologetic look. “Sorry, this is where I belong. The Empire may have its flaws, but I still have a duty towards it and I’m not one for desertion.”

“Shame,” you said, then grabbed his hand and placed your comlink in it. “If you ever change your mind or just want some warmth, you can reach me on this.”

Dividers by: Unknown and @djarrex

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walnutmistjamie · 8 months

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fave Ted Lasso moments 22/? : Coach, I'm me!

#never noticed he slapped her butt before making that gifset lol #i love season 1 jamie #fucking finally downloaded season 1 #i can gif something else than season 3 now #yay me #*mine: gifs #*ftlm #jamie tartt #keeley jones #ted lasso #jamie x keeley

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almond-gallery · 1 year

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failmarriage

#succession #tomshiv #tom wambsgans #shiv roy #bro season 4. i would say im not ready but no i am actually so extremely ready #this idea has been in my head for months but i finally more or less executed it yay me. artblock i am fighting you #fanart

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nocturnal-impala · 10 months

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B-Day with Moonchildren

It’s that awkward time of the year again when I share birthday (not year) with Sailor moon and Chibi Moon.

For little celebration, I’ll give you some spoiler pictures :)

#princess tutu zwei #spoilers #ahiru #fakir #tutu #my b-day #yay it's nice getting old oh my lordy...#enjoy #I will start posting screenshots soon #it's holiday season so I'm busy #yes Ahiru's hair is finally down lol...#stay safe everyone #ptzwei

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rockange-a · 2 months

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very much apologies for up & disappearing!! I took a little break from tumblr (on all of my blogs) as well as discord because I needed some time off the internet and tbh... I'm happier now than I've been in months. so anyway that's where I've been. going to clean out my inbox because I have asks from a month ago and start fresh, maybe. it is good 2 be back and not want to delete all my blogs haha

#* ooc / tbd #who knew actually going outside & touching grass worked so well #plus its finally becoming spring so I think my seasonal depression is lifting #yay lmao

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nagaruru · 6 months

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oh yeah i need the world to manifest w me that i get promoted to full time bc my boss is retiring in january and my coworkers are putting in a good word to the director for me bc like theyre going to need help in our section right...............right.............................even if i havent graduated yet so im not Technically a full librarian

#ghostly ramblings #also next week is my last storytime of the season! i have some time to plan things out now! yay #so much of my time has gone towards storytime prep so i keep getting overwhelmed with schoolwork #so now i can finally ! get ! things ! done ! :D #also! free time to actually play games? please?

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amphypan · 2 years

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ITS KOTETSU’S BDAY WE LOVE HIM WE SUPPORT HIM THE SUPER DUPER AMAZING HERO!!!💚💚💚💚💚

#tiger & bunny 2 #tiger & bunny #taibani 2 #taibani #kotetsu t. kaburagi #tiger bunny #doodle #digital art #barnaby brooks jr #happy birthday to kotetsu featuring his family!!!!#I have another art piece I didn’t finish for his bday but I didn’t finish it in time for today so I did a quick one #cries literally love Kotetsu #I’m honestly so happy he finally has an official birthday because I’ve always wanted to celebrate his birthday back when I first started TB #and I was super obsessed so I’m so happy he finally has a day to celebrate hehe #I’m also grateful to the series because the show has helped me get through some hard times and the season 2 announcement made me so happy!!!#and I’m happy there’s a community too!! I usually enjoyed the series by myself since I didn’t know anyone that liked it too #so I’m very happy that there’s a lot of fans I can interact with now its so fun to share an interest of a show about superheroes and family #ANYWAY I LOVE KOTETSU WILD ROAR YAY ^____^

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siilverwiitch · 3 months

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The adventures of my mother watching BSD (part 2 of ?)

Atsushi is now tiger boy in our household, and my mother reckons he needs to 'get his fur on' more often.

She's also *really* likes Fukuzawa's voice actor

Part 1 | Part 3

#She hates the guild becuase theyre American (which is not at all shocking)#shes finally made it to season two (yay)#bungo stray dogs #bsd

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heyedora · 1 year

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"she-ra... i think that was she-ra!"

finally got around to doing a screenshot redraw of one of my fav frames hehe

[Image ID: a digital drawing of adora from she-ra. she is drawn from the waist up on a white background. she has a red jacket with poofy sleeves and an orange collar, and she is turned, looking at the viewer over her left shoulder. she has grey eyes, a blonde ponytail with an undercut, and some silver jewellery including a sword earring. she has a vulnerable expression. the screenshot is attached in the right corner of the drawing, from season 5 episode 4. in this screencap, adora is surrounded by blue crystals. end image ID]

#spop #she-ra #shera and the princesses of power #adora #spop adora #adora fanart #shera s5 #spop s5 #spop season 5 #my art #my post #im so happy that i finally drew some spop fanart now that ive got my styled nailed down!! yay!!

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respectthepetty · 1 year

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Slow & Steady Wins the Race

TLDR: Nine and Tao. I ship it.

We’ll never know what the future holds. – Episode 8

Previous Posts' Recap: Ep. 1 [Yin & Yang], Ep. 2 [The Color of Anxiety], Ep. 3 [Do you get déjà vu?], Ep. 4 [The Cages We Live In], Ep. 5 [You Changed Me], Ep 6 [The Warmth of the Sun], Bonus: Where the Sun and Moon Meet, Ep. 7 [A Balancing Act]

The episode begins with a shot of an hourglass, which reinforces that time and growth through time will be a theme in this finale.

True to his word in episode six, Mangkorn immediately states he doesn’t want to go to New York, but Yai tells him he must.

This discussion is GOOD. Mangkorn wants Yai to express that he needs Mangkorn to stay, but Yai is no longer selfish. He will no longer lash out. He will no longer destroy. Mangkorn asked Yai to think about him and his feelings in episode five when they argued outside the university, and Yai is doing that right now. He is thinking of Mangkorn.

And he can live with this.

In his mother’s hospital room was lavender, which Nine continues to deliver to Yai on Mangkorn’s behalf monthly.

Fun Fact: Lavender is gay AF in America! The unique terminology and language spoken in queer communities is the study of lavender linguistics, and lavender is historically associated with the queers: The Lavender Scare, The Lavender Menace, purple hours, a dash of lavender, plus much more.

Lavender symbolizes devotion and purity of heart. Yai’s father mentions that he gave his mother white asters which symbolize care and determination when they were in university. Yai’s parents’ story parallels Mangkorn and Yai’s. Mangkorn is Yai’s dad pursuing Yai, relentlessly, while Yai is like his mother who was hard to understand at first.

Yai has a flashback to his mother smiling at him which transitions into Mangkorn smiling at him (I’m not strong enough to share the images) because both brought love and color into his world. Yai tells his father to date Auntie Li because he is no longer selfish. A white butterfly appears to symbolize rebirth and a message from the spiritual world. Yai's mom approves.

Now that Yai is fully letting his hatred towards his father go, he must also let Mangkorn go. Both cry in the room that gave them so much love (pink color) that is now absent of that love while holding that damn dragon plushie.

But, Mangkorn being true to his character, reaches out to Yai first. When they meet (40 minutes before an international flight?!), it parallels the opening scene from the first episode; HOWEVER, they have switched. Yai is in Mangkorn’s position in Mangkorn’s color, and Mangkorn is in Yai’s position in Yai’s color, and they are in front of a pier which symbolizes a positive bridge into the unknown and a compromise between two opposites.

We see a flashback to Mangkorn telling Yai about his decision to apply to the program, while in his “SORRY” shirt. The shirt actually states “SORRY” on the chest in white while Mangkorn apologizes to what he believes is a sleeping Yai.

Mangkorn expresses his pain at constantly causing Yai sadness believing Yai will be better without him. Yet Yai CROSSES THE DIVIDE (for the first time!) to grab Mangkorn’s hand. Both are wearing the bracelet.

And then the fireflies that Mangkorn spoke about in episode three show up, which prompts Mangkorn to cross the divide to kiss a crying Yai.

Yai goes back to the house, which he has a key to since they started dating, to gather the gifts from Mangkorn: the skateboard he wanted but Park and Phong didn’t get him in episode four, the damn dragon plushie, the clothes Mangkorn told Yai to wear the morning after when he made him breakfast in episode five, all the accompanying notes, and the video camera with all their new clips on it documenting their relationship.

Yai sees Nine consistently after Mangkorn leaves.

If this were any other show, these red and blue coded boys would mean something, but this is Big Dragon, and I have a theory.

Unlike Nine who didn’t speak to Yai for three years when he left, once Mangkorn leaves, we only see Yai at night because it’s day where Mangkorn is, and this is the time they can meet (night and day!). However, Mangkorn is still present through texts, Yai wearing red, Yai using his gifts, and Yai visiting all the same places he was seen with Mangkorn with lavender flowers that Nine (aka Mangkorn) keeps giving him monthly. Mangkorn also has his tiger plushie and wears Yai's color.

Peep the Vanity Club “Really Rich” hat. Also, Yai is a Leo! Which is part of the big cat family! The fireflies transitioning into the tree with red on it between November and December was *chef’s kiss

By February, Yai has returned back to black. Look at Nadear.

But when Mangkorn shows up, we see they are both wearing fancy shoes. The first two times we saw their shoes, they didn’t match style-wise. When they became boyfriends, they wore comfortable shows, and now they have come full circle back to the fancy shoes that we never saw align in the first episode.

They are back at the same place that encounter happened in the first episode, with the new sunrise symbol representing both a moon and a sun.

They go back to the last place they spoke, Mangkorn’s safe space, but this time, there is no divide between them.

Mangkorn points out how beautiful the moon is, and knowing these two have had their most vulnerable moments at night, they both express wanting to be with each other. Mangkorn intends to stay, while Yai already plans to live with him in NYC.

Then we get a mix of their colors (which is a transitions much like the fighting sequence from their red and black into Park & Phong’s blue and pink).

And end with them watching the sunrise. AKA It’s a full circle where the sun and moon meet in harmony.

Then, the turtle fucking shows up.

Hey, Kad Ploysupa!

Theory:

Yai and Mangkorn are now in a neutral space surrounded by browns. Neither is trying to dominate the other. No drama here.

*Is that painting of Central Park in NYC, Yai, to remind you of your man?!*

Turtle is old yin. Tiger is young yin. Much like Mangkorn is young yang, and Hong is old yang, turtle and tiger (Tao and Yai) can’t be together. There is no balance.

Tao calls Yai P’Yai which means Tao is a junior to Yai. Nine asked Yai in episode four what happened to his high school friends when they first met at the bar, and Yai said they had all lost contact or moved abroad. Nine never mentions having a brother, and only states his father has passed.

This is where I get unhinged – Nadear is linked to Hong, a phoenix. She is always shown wearing blue. (Remember when I told you to look at what she was wearing at the party when everyone else is wearing black. She wears blue...all the time)

When Nine isn’t in black, he is in blue.

Dragons are heavily connected to the number nine, which would allow Nine to be the yang to Tao’s yin. Nine months have passed since Mangkorn left (May – February), and the time in Yai and Mangkorn's room reads 8:55. It’s Nine's time!

Also, nine in Chinese sounds close to the word for long lasting which is also what turtles represent – longevity. Their lives and love are long-lasting because they take their time. Turtles also carry their homes with them, while Nine’s home is wherever he is.

Honestly, it's wishful thinking because I want to see more of Nine, but if my crystal ball is right, I’m excited to see how this wild ass theory pans out (watch them be brothers!).

Plus Park and Phong are going to visit Phong's grandma!

#See you in the tags for Season 2 #Big Dragon #mangkorn x yai #Big Dragon the series #the cinematography #the colors mean things #episode 8 #finale #It was full circle #I loved it #Nine x Tao #It's a theory that I hope lands #the sunrise

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