Shanks, entering an active war zone: wait my boy’s hat!!!
fanfic writers are so fucking awesome man. they write novel length fics that are sometimes even better than some published bestselling books written by professional writers. like fanfic writers are professional writers to me and they gift us their masterpieces for free. they give us something we can look forward to after a long day. something from which we can seek comfort when life is hard. something that can be our own little getaway. in a world of capitalism, despite everything, they give us all of these for free. like holy fuck. shout out to every fanfic writer. I wish all fanfic writers a very ‘I love you with all my heart and soul. I thank you from the bottom of my heart’
We better get more scenes of Shanks messing with luffy when they reunite. or i riot
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This duo will always drag me back into supporting their dynamic one way or another
it was only a matter of time before i attempted to draw op characters in a sonic-y style
i wish you’d write a fic where max and lewis get interviewed by nico r babyy
baby!!! just for u? consider me on it.
So picture me this. Lewis and Max have been out for approximately five business days. They legitimately broke twitter. Like, the birds carrying the whale picture and everything. Lewis is, in all honesty, a little smug about this--if he's gonna be out he's gonna do it in style, thanks.
Max is a little less pleased with this turn of events, but Lewis would be hard-pressed to find a time in which Max is pleased with media attention, so Lewis isn't overly concerned.
They have an interview with Sky Sports scheduled--just him and Max, softball questions, racing focused. Or at least, that's how Angela pitched it. Max agreed to it on the grounds that all questions about their relationship would be henceforth banned. The PR teams agreed, and that was that. Lewis's little battering ram. He's precious, really.
Lewis puts on his best shades, drapes himself in silk and jewelry. Max's RedBull polo has a stain on it. That's his man right there.
They walk to the setup hand in hand, Max's glare daring anyone to say jack shit about it. Lewis is just doing his best not to grin like an idiot about it--Max makes him feel a little stupid, like, all the time. Lewis is learning to roll with it.
The cameras are being adjusted, Lewis dutifully lets some scared little intern powder his face, Max's death glare stopping her from even attempting with him. "Any question you do not like," Max says seriously, blue blue eyes boring into him, "I will of course deal with."
"I've dealt with worse," Lewis soothes, because he has. But still, it's sweet of Max.
"And it was stupid then, too," Max says stubbornly, jutting his chin out. "It is stupid, the things they call you. You maybe let them get away with it, but I will not. In general, okay, you are a driver, fine. But here you are my boyfriend. They will treat you with respect."
Lewis has to swallow hard against the lump in his throat, gives Max's hand a tight squeeze. "Yeah, okay."
"Good," Max nods tightly, then squares his shoulders to face the cameras. Lewis gives himself thirty blissful seconds of staring at Max's profile before he, too, turns to face the music.
It's--fuck. Fuck. Because, see, Lewis knows those eyes. Lewis knows those eyes and he knows that face and he once knew that man better than anyone else in the world.
Because standing there, holding the presenter's mic and looking like he'd rather suck off Christian Horner, is Nico fucking Rosberg.
Fuck.
i think every time someone says "sebastian and lewis are/were the nicest guys on the grid" mark webber and nico rosberg feel a great disturbance in the force and have to sit down for a while
just read your fic and it was lovely!! cant wait for the next part <3
thank you for the love! i am honestly scared of publishing chapter two but it's coming soon :D
start of the great journey was like that I swear:
rainbow helmet debuting on the track we got brocedes divorce is a little bit funny. a little ironic even.
“love is love ❤️” as he turns the same area he crashed into nico in. truly a joy