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wileys-russo · 8 months

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ignorance is bliss II l.williamson x reader

nah she's so fit i could actually die

ignorance is bliss II l.williamson x reader 2.9K words

"-can't wait to watch you spew doing laps tomorrow foordy!" you teased your australian teammate, the poor girl losing nearly every drinking game played had meant she was far from sober as she rolled her eyes and shoved you out the front door.

"oi! watch it skippy." your girlfriend scowled, hugging you protectively from behind and wagging a finger toward caitlin who mocked her sarcastically with a slur and flipped you both off before closing the door with a slam.

avidly waving goodbye to the rest of the girls you heard leah gently remind you of the time as she grabbed your hand and lead you down the street to where her own car was parked. the blonde couldn't help but let a soft smile grow on her face as you swung your intertwined hands back and forth, chatting away to her as she merely hummed in response.

"such a gentlewoman." you grinned, your girlfriend always making sure to open the door for you, bowing goofily as you playfully shoved her head and slid into the car, clicking your belt in as leah closed your door and jogged around to the drivers side.

as she pulled away from the curb your hand rested on her leg, other one scrolling through your phone and smiling as beth sent you a dump of photos from the team bonding night you'd just attended, leah in her own world singing along quietly to the radio.

"baby you're speeding again." you glanced up and rolled your eyes noticing the blonde was doing 80 in a 60, clearly in an unnecessary rush to get back to your shared home. "its nearly eleven there's hardly anyone round, it's fine." leah shrugged it off as you sighed loudly, wordlessly letting her know you weren't impressed.

"you've only got two points left on your license! can you just slow down leah, please?" you took your hand off her leg and gave her a firm stare, the blonde purposefully not replying and instead continuing to sing along to the radio, though this time a little louder to try and ease the growing tension between the two of you.

you were doing well at ignoring your girlfriend until her hand squeezed at your upper thigh, the defender turning her head slightly and beginning to serenade you, rotating between squeezing your leg and poking at your cheek as she did.

you took your bottom lip between your teeth to try and stifle the smile which so badly wanted to spread across your face at her silly antics, but with leah belting out the last line of the song at the top of her lungs and wiggling in her seat you couldn't help but to let out a laugh and shake your head at her.

"made you laugh, loser." leah teased with a wink, holding her hand out expectantly over the middle console as you intertwined your fingers, but as you leant in to press a kiss to her cheek the flash of red and blue sirens behind you had the both of you recoiling in shock.

"oh fuck." leah mumbled under her breath, wincing as she quickly pulled over. "i told you! dick." you spat at her as leah gave you a firm warning look to be quiet and rolled down her window, smiling at the officer who wasted no time asking for her license.

"fuck!" leah swore again, punching her steering wheel angrily as the man walked off to do the checks needed. "right. i can get us out of this but i need you to stay quiet unless he asks you something and to trust me." you ordered firmly as you unzipped your jacket a little, leah giving you a strange look and opening her mouth but you waved her off as the officer returned.

"are you aware of why you've been stopped tonight?" he asked leah with a raised eyebrow, her license still in hand, and you were relieved to see he couldn't have been much older than thirty or so if that as you leant in a little closer to the window, purposefully exposing your plunging neckline just slightly.

"we were just out for a late night drive sir, were we singing too loudly?" you pouted with a flirty smile, leah tensing beside you as the officer chuckled. "no your friend here was doing twenty over the legal limit, is there a reason we were in such a rush girls?" he asked, directing the question more toward you than leah.

"girlfr-" leah began to correct as you harshly pinched her leg and she hissed, shooting you a glare. "were we? oh god that's so embarrassing, we were just so into the music." you feigned innocence, burying your face in your hands with a groan, leah not missing the mans eyes drop down toward your chest as her hands tightly gripped the steering wheel, knuckles turning white.

"well mistakes happen, but that's also how accidents happen." the man warned and you nodded enthusiastically. "oh trust me we completely respect road safety sir. we might have just been in a slight rush because my friend has training tomorrow morning, she plays football for arsenal." you smiled charmingly, silently praying he was a local and your gamble paid off as he glanced toward leah, a brief look of surprise crossing his face before it once again turned placid.

"mm, good for her. wait here a second!" he ordered and with a nod disappeared back to his own car. "what the fuck was that?" your girlfriend seethed, rounding on you with a scowl as she leant in and quickly zipped your jacket back up.

"that was me trying to save you from losing your license, because you didn't listen to me when i told you to stop speeding!" you whispered angrily, smacking at her shoulder with a cross frown.

but before the blonde could utter another word the officer had returned. "this is an infringement notice for speeding, it's a $311 fine. but i'm not going to register it as a proper offence so you won't lose any points or your license, but if i catch you speeding again i'll have this-" he paused to tap the top of leahs rather expensive car, only worsening her mood.

"-impounded and your license gone. understand?" he now directed his words towards leah who nodded and mumbled a thank you. "you girls get home safe now." he then smiled charmingly toward you, leah gripping the steering wheel even tighter before the man finally left, the police car pulling away and peeling off around a corner.

you readied yourself for your earlier argument to recommence but to your surprise leah simply tucked the fine away and turned the engine back on, carefully pulling away from the curb and continuing the drive back, refusing to even look at you.

"what time do we have to be at training tomorrow?" you asked, hoping a simple question might be the best way to break the thick silence which built up, almost suffocating. "leah?" you questioned, watching the blondes jaw tense but she still remained silent.

"are you seriously giving me the silent treatment right now?" you asked in disbelief, folding your arms over your chest and twisting your body to look directly at the blonde, who felt your eyes piercing into the side of her head but still, not a word.

"if i hadn't done that you'd not be driving home right now leah or for the next however many months, think about that!" you continued seriously, your irritation growing as your girlfriend scoffed quietly but otherwise said nothing.

"and for something as stupid as speeding." you spat, engrossing your attention back into your phone as leah turned the radio up, rolling her shoulders and neck as her sights never left the road in front of her.

the thick tension between the two of you only seemed to worsen throughout the duration of your ride home, and as leah pulled into the garage she couldn't get out of the car fast enough. you felt your stomach clench as the taller girl stormed off inside, making a firm point to slam the door after her.

with a tired exhale you sunk into your seat, tucking your knees into your chest and resting your chin on them. flicking aimlessly through your social medias you decided to give leah some space to hopefully cool off, feeling your own previous irritation begin to melt away as you did.

after around twenty minutes you felt your back starting to stiffen and finally slipped out of the car, closing the garage door where it had been left open and making your way inside. you heard the tv going as you followed the sound to the living room, seeing your girlfriend curled up on the furthest corner of the sofa, of course watching the golf.

"lee?" you called out softly, frowning as once again the english captain ignored you, eyes never even flickering away from the tv screen. "leah. come on baby please can we at least talk about this?" you attempted to sit beside her as the older girl suddenly swung her body around, her legs occupying the once free space instead.

"oh really?" you scoffed in disbelief, moving to stand directly in her eyeline as the girl simply looked through you, refusing to drop her stubborn behavior. "you are so fucking immature leah." you spat with a shake of your head, storming off into the kitchen and taking a seat at the island, head thumping down softly to rest on the cool marble of the counter top.

you let out a long and tired sigh, your eyes strained and begging for sleep as your body craved nothing more than to be curled up in bed with your blonde lover, betraying your mind which wanted nothing else than to slap the stubbornness right off her face.

you glanced up as you heard a noise, seeing leah rummaging through the fridge clearly looking for something. "top shelf at the back, to the left." you sighed, knowing exactly what she was after as the blonde plucked out a chocolate and wordlessly left the kitchen.

"you're welcome." you rolled your eyes and decided to follow her, beyond exhausted and having had just about enough of this by now. "leah, you're being stupid." you stated firmly, snatching the remote and flicking off the tv, the blonde rolling onto her back and looking up at the roof.

"i really don't see why you're so upset with me, if you had just listened and slowed down we wouldn't be in this position in the first place!" you huffed, throwing your hands in the air as once again leah ignored you, staring upward as if the ceiling was the most interesting thing in the world.

but as you looked at her properly, taking into note the way her eyebrows furrowed, jaw clenched and there was just a slight hint of a pout on her lips, the penny dropped.

"oh my god you're not angry you're jealous!" you laughed, the way your girlfriend was quick to disagree only further proving your point. "leah really!" you shook your head, bounding over toward her and sitting down, your legs straddling hers as you grinned down at the moody blonde.

"get off." your girlfriend muttered quietly, crossing her arms over her chest as you attempted to hold her hand. "you can't seriously be jealous that i flashed a cute smile and played dumb to get you out of losing your license." you smiled in amusement, any previous annoyance completely gone as leah huffed.

"im not jealous." the older girl finally looked at you, propping her body up slightly more with a frown.

"lee, baby. firstly; that police officer was a man! secondly; i did that for you! thirdly; i'm a little preoccupied being head over heels for a certain grumpy blonde defender to even pay anyone else a single thought." you promised with a smile, laying down on top of her.

"come on, stop being stroppy." you teased, poking at her as she smacked away your hands. "you told him we were friends. you said and i quote that your friend plays for arsenal!" your girlfriends face softened, a pout now replacing her once tense frown.

"well there wasn't much point in me flirting with him if he thought we were dating now was there? I also didn’t mention that I too play for arsenal, he could have figured it out and given you the full fine and offence!" you rolled your eyes as leah huffed slightly.

"see you were flirting with him, i know that stupid little unzipping of the jacket trick." the taller girl rolled her eyes and your grin widened. "certainly worked on you didn't it?" you smiled smugly, hands cupping the captains face and gently tracing her jaw with your thumbs.

"you are never again allowed to flirt with anyone that isn't me or katie!" leah warned sternly causing you to let out a laugh. "-and the only reason you're allowed to flirt with mccabe is because i know she's my best friend and wouldn't ever dare to go there, and the two of you only do it to wind up me and rue!" leah rolled her eyes, arms coming to wrap around you, sneaking up the back of your hoodie.

"mm absolutely correct and it works every damn time!" you hummed knowingly, dipping your head and peppering the older girls face everywhere with light kisses, your heart soaring as she laughed.

“see this? what letter is this?” you tugged your necklace out from your collar, holding up the small golden L with a raise of your eyebrow. “an L.” leah mumbled with a roll of her eyes. “correct. and why would I be wearing a necklace with an L?” you questioned again.

“cause you’re a loser?” leah answered seriously and your eyes widened, hands removed from her body and moving to unclasp the chain. “okay okay! for leah.” your girlfriend stopped you, tugging your hands away and kissing your palms sweetly.

“exactly, because i love you. even if you are a frustratingly stubborn woman to deal with sometimes williamson." the words were accompanied with a playful eye roll.

"and i love you, even if you are an absolute handful to deal with pretty much all of the time." the blonde teased, moving a hand to rest on the back of your neck, pulling you down to capture your lips with hers.

"you know the best part about arguing with you?" the older girl mumbled into the kiss, and you squealed in surprise as the defender easily flipped your positions, hovering on top of you with a suggestive smirk.

"makeup sex."

#woso #woso x reader #woso fanfics #woso imagine #engwnt #woso blurbs #leah williamson #leah williamson x reader

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cuntwetter · 25 days

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˖ ᡣ𐭩 ⊹ ࣪ ౨ৎ˚₊ SO AMERICAN

pairings: oscar piastri x fem!oc

summary: after her internet debacle, amelie decides to follow up on her friends offer and meets a shy australian guy

note: waiting for guts deluxe as i write this

NOVEMBER 21, 2023

akira gf

amelie yes gf 🤗

akira would u like to accompany me to the vegas gp

amelie i do like vegas

amelie just you?

akira and lisa !!

amelie oh

akira please, she doesn’t care about the josh thing and i know you don’t ether !!

amelie alright

akira oh em gee that’s one of my songs

amelie one of my favs infact

akira i thought amelie was your fav

amelie it’s def in my top three

akira ill see u in vegas ☺️

NOVEMBER 23, 2023

ameliedizla

liked by, lisasoleli, akiracower, charlesleclerc and others.

ameliedizla: i love you vegas 🏎️

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user: LISA AND AMELIE??

↳ user: girls went from hating each other to licth hanging out

user: fangirls hanging out

user: a shift in the universe

akiracower: you’ll love the vegas gp even more

↳ ameliedizla: as long as there’s cute guys

user: gorg gorg girls

lisasoleli: got the vegas spirit

↳ ameliedizla: we still haven’t gambled 😞

charlesleclerc: do not get my gf drunk.

↳ ameliedizla: charles.

↳ user: GF??

↳ user: AKIRA AND CHARLES ARE DATING PEOPLE

↳ charlesleclerc: guys, girl friend there’s a space in that 😣

akira added one new person

akira guys it’s amelie !!

unknown hello

daniel another singer to the bunch

akira changed unknown to amelie

akira she’s coming to vegas go tdy

oscar is she the one that made that drivers license song

lando 😭😭

isabel is that the only song you know oscar..

oscar no i know enough for you

lando i once walked into him listening to whole sour album on shuffle

amelie thank you very much for streaming

yuki when’s the new album.

amelie soon !!

max don’t say that word.

amelie mr world champion!!

charles you say it like he’s pitbull

amelie i LOVE pitbull

akira she does love taxi

oscar there’s only two good pitbull songs

amelie okay aussie

oscar how do u know i’m australian..

amelie u say it like im stalking u

amelie akira told me

oscar oh

amelie did u want me to stalk u or what?

oscar sort of

lando alright!!

isabel are u mad ur bfs flirting w someone else lando he’s not my bf!!

pierre literally everyone thinks u guys are dating

daniel what about u and yuki??

yuki what about you and max??

amelie max and charles have more chemistry

max never beating the allegations i swear

notes !!

very very short sozz

taglist !!

@hiireadstuff @evie-119 @s1eep-o @mylifeisstaire @dark-night-sky-99

#f1 imagine #formula one imagine #formula 1 #charles leclerc #max verstappen #lewis hamilton #f1 fanfic #f1 fic #f1 x reader #gracie abrams #olivia rodrigo #f1 x you #f1 #australian gp 2024 #carlos sainz #oscar piastri #oscar piastri x reader #oscar piastri x you

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flyingcakeee · 3 months

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Part 2 of cunty Williams Racing, a tired and shitty analysis by yours truly, Cake.

Today, we dive into our former Williams drivers.

And who better to start off with than Jenson Button himself? He's technically in the team as a Heritage Driver, and senior advisor regarding both the F1 race and Williams academy drivers, but we'll ignore that for the sake of this tumblr post ☺️

Jenson Button is just a cunty British man and this is not foreign knowledge. He coined the name Britney for Nico Rosberg due to his hyper sexual fixation on Britney Spears (or so I'm told 😀) and, let's be honest, there's not a lot of explanation needed here (I say after a whole paragraph).

Next, of course, Nico Rosberg himself.

My guy beat his teammate, albeit not in Williams, in equal machinery for the world championship and then dipped to be a girl dad. A Girl Dad. And he became a reporter. A F1 reporter. Cunty af in every picture too. Just can't deny this man.

You know who the other Nico to drive for Williams is? Nico Hülkenberg!

Also a girl dad, dyed his already blond hair to be platinum blond, HulKENberg, got one of the last pole positions for Williams after they hadn't had one in 5 years and then was dropped at the end of the year and he came back after a year. Sure, he is allergic to podiums but may I remind you that this man is a 24 Hours of Le Mans winner?

Next, everyone's favorite, George Russell. Should not be a surprise, really.

It's George Russell! What am I supposed to say? His doe eyes and now ungelled hair should be enough of a reason. And he's an absolute diva 🤍.

Now, what's more cunty than getting all the older men around your finger, Lance Stroll?

Lance Stroll has the hips to be the cunty princess he is, let's admit it. His first season he scores his first points in Canada and then gets third place in the race right after? And, as previously mentioned, he has all the middle aged men of the paddock in love with him. Fernando Alonso, Checo Pérez, Sebastian Vettel, the list goes on.

Ignoring team orders and getting a race win? That's some cunt level activities from Mark Webber!

Mark Webber will have a pilots license and manage to get 2 different cars to fly into the air 4 times. Yes 4 as twice was in a RedBull and twice in the Mercedes during the 1999 Le Mans. And then he looks absolutely hypnotized by his teammates and fellow drivers. It's the Australian in him.

A little break here to say, oh my fucking god there's so many drivers I can do. I can have Valtteri Bottas or Pastor Maldonaldo or Felipe Massa or Ralf Schumacher or Nicholas Latifi or like, anyone really. Anyways, let's continue ☺️

The man who sighed a picture of him after his team dropped him, Nyck de Vries.

Points your debut race and then getting pulled out the car like the princess you deserve to be, it's beautiful. And oh yeah, his name is Hendrik Johannes Nicasuis "Nyck" de Vries and I think that's very fitting. I hope he's enjoying Formula E because I'm going to buy into temptations and go to a race just to see my short princess 🤭.

Oh, you think I forgot the Queen herself, Susie Wolff? YOU ARE WRONG!!! 🥳🥳

I love Susie Wolff. Former Williams development driver and definitely could've been a great driver today if she was on the grid. And, she's president of the F1 Academy and defeated the FIA's little investigation probe which is funny because a lot of FIA executives have been quitting now soooo go Susie!!! Everyday I wonder how Toto Wolff got lucky to be her husband, the queen's husband ☺️

And let's end us off today with a picture of Lance's hips and one of the older men staring at it as if it's his property (probably is)

Beautiful.

At the end of the day, Williams fosters cunty drivers and team principal and it is my favorite thing ever. This isn't saying other teams don't possess any cunt energy, but Williams has a lot of it rooted in history and I am also sleep deprived and sick 🥳🥳🥳

#formula 1 #f1 #williams racing #jenson button #nico rosberg #nico hulkenberg #mark webber #lance stroll #george russell #nyck de vries #susie wolff

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astonmartingf · 22 days

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BEST OF INTERVIEWS: KATARINA LOMBARDI (WILLIAMS MERCEDES)

LICENSE TO DRIVE ; f1 driver!oc x platonic! f1 grid

. . . best interview moments with katarina during her time in williams mercedes (2016)

"How are you feeling? The star of the Australian Grand Prix. Points on debut, with P5, what an impressive start!"

Katarina smiles feeling giddy, "I wasn't really expecting anything, we were just told to score points, I started at P16 and when my race engineers told me I was in P10 it was already a lot of places, I overtook a lot, and then my engineer kept saying P9, P7, and I was trying to keep the pace, keep the tyres from degrading. And defending the position, in the end I'm glad we picked up a few more points with P5 and P8."

"Are you hoping for the same results in the following races?"

Katarina smiles thinking to herself, "Hopefully, as long as we score points we'll have a chance. The grid is very competitive this year, so any chance to pick up points in a consistent manner is always valuable to the team."

. . . 🏁🍒🏎️

"Katarina, how do you feel your rookie season is going? Are you ready to beat the records?"

"Thank you, I'm feeling fine, ready to race, it's a lot of fun, definitely." Her optimistic statement causes Sebastian to laugh next to her.

"Only she would find this fun, don't worry in your second year, you'll feel it coming to you." Max added, leaving Katarina shocked.

"Why would you say that Maxpen? It was one season, now you're acting like we aren't the same age. Is this the F1 effect?"

"Is it different from what you're used to?" Seb whispers from her right side.

"I mean, in comparison to Endurance Racing, it is a bit shorter, the stints. So maybe that's why I'm having fun. It's all new to me, and different from what I'm used to."

The other drivers in the conference nod their heads in understanding. "What do you think is easier? Formula One or Endurance Racing?"

This time Katarina paused and thought for a moment, "Wait... I don't think I'm qualified to compare both, I drove in a different class from the hypercars. I think part of the reason I'm enjoying it is because of the speed, I don't think it's the same as the Pro Class."

"Have you seen Mark? You race for the same team right?" Sebastian asks the younger female driver.

"I remember, it was amazing to witness that, seeing him win. I was so happy for the team." Katarina reminisces of her time in the WEC racing in the same team alongside Mark Webber.

"You're acting like you didn't win in your own class. You had an outstanding debut in WEC, I don't think she needs another outstanding debut in Formula One." Max teases Katarina from the other side of the panel.

"You should've joined me in Endurance Racing then." Katarina shrugs Max off, leaving the press and drivers laughing.

. . . 🏁🍒🏎️

"Katarina, congratulations on your first podium. After six races, you reached P3— how are you feeling?"

"I mean P3... I'm happy. I couldn't stop smiling, I think if we do things properly then things will get better." Katarina looks around smiling next to Lewis and Seb.

"It was close there— the race for the third."

Katarina nods her head in agreement, "Lewis and Seb were so fast, I don't think I could get P2, but I had to defend with Max, he was behind me and I kept checking my mirror to see him."

"I saw in the cooldown room, they were properly racing, Kat and Max— those were some good defenses." Seb adds, nodding his head towards Katarina.

"It feels like Formula 2 again, definitely happy I got the podium."

. . . 🏁🍒🏎️

"How does it feel to be racing in Formula One, here at Monza?" It was Katarina's first time racing back in her hometown since her F2 days.

"Frankly it still feels like home to me, this is my first time racing back and this is the region I grew up in. I'm excited to see how things go and hopefully we can score points and maybe get a podium, we'll see. Thank you." Katarina waves bye to the report before moving on to the next.

"Are you feeling the pressure here in Monza? Despite racing for the Finnish flag, this is your home race, how did that come to be?"

"I'm feeling excited, there's a lot of talk about me saying this is my home race. I still think it's only right for me to call this my home race, I do have a permanent address here, I grew up here— there's a lot of misconception about why I race for the Finnish flag despite my last name being Italian. I'm proud to be racing for the Finnish flag because of my mother who also was a racing driver, especially since I take my father's last name. At the end of the day I'm making my family proud whether I race for Finland or Italy so it doesn't matter too much what they think I should race for."

. . . 🏁🍒🏎️

"We heard that you're a big fan of Kimi Raikkonen, is that true Katarina?"

Katarina looks back and forth with the cameras in disbelief, "Where did you get that?"

One of the staff shows a video of Katarina as a child crying, wearing a Ferrari shirt with Kimi's name. Katarina laughs seeing herself, wondering where the staff found these.

"Who? Did my parents send this video? Oh nooo, I was so young. This is 2007 right?" Katarina smiles as she watches herself jumping down with tears falling down her eyes.

"I always watched Kimi when I was young, he was just like me, my mother knew him so when I was young I was just supporting who they liked. But when he moved to Ferrari I felt seen. When he won, I cried and yes, that is true— if the mood was right I would cry again, but I won't do that here so I'll just shut up."

The staff laughs behind the camera, as Katarina reveals a snippet of her life. "It's cute though... I think Kimi will love hearing about this story. Does Kimi know about this?"

Katarina squirms in her seat, nose twitching in embarrassment— "I think my parents told Kimi immediately after it happened. I don't remember but they constantly teased me about it."

. . . 🏁🍒🏎️

"Despite not being able to finish the race, you managed P7 in the WDC. How are you feeling?"

The fireworks in Yas Marina Circuit were still ongoing, despite the race ending a few minutes ago. Most drivers are doing interviews or in their team garages celebrating. Katarina however, still stuck on interviews.

"The DNF is sad, but the team told me to stop if I can't keep going on, the conditions are absolutely hard, and for my first time here that was an expected outcome. For the P7... I didn't expect that. We were waiting for the race to finish to know where we stand, and after finding out we're completely happy. It's a good result, there are many competitive cars and finishing P7 and P8 is good."

"There are rumors of you moving teams next year, are you allowed to say anything? Or is the team keeping it up for wraps?"

Katarina smiles mischievously, giggling to herself, "I don't know... Maybe you'll find out during the break what happens then. Where am I driving? We'll find out, I mean I know... you don't know so."

"You're going to tease us then?" The interviewer presses, hoping for more answers but Katarina laughs in reply.

"It'll be out sooner than later, you'll know during the break."

"Okay, keeping a tight lip on the move. We'll look forward to where you'll be driving next year. Enjoy your break!"

Katarina smiles waving at the camera, "Bye, thank you so much! See you next season."

#f1 driver oc #f1 female driver #f1 x oc #f1 fluff #f1 imagine #f1 fic #f1 fem driver #formula one x oc #formula 1 x oc

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catkin-morgs-kookaburralover · 5 months

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hey. hey australians. specifically sunshine state folks. did you know you have to report autism as a condition that may impact your driving. it was introduced in 2022 as a national standard, as I understand it, so each state gets to choose but in queensland you have to report it and may need another assessment that you can drive safely. so if you don't absolutely need that diagnosis, maybe think about whether it's worth potentially losing your license over / having to do more testing.

#autism #asd #autistic adult #australia

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rshmra · 8 months

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PRETTY BOY!

plot: niki swears he met the girl of his dreams at the convenience store late one night- however, his discovery proves to be misguided. the "girl" he likes is actually just a really pretty boy, and he's the main vocalist of the new and wildly popular boy group of four, X_CAPE.

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chapter seventeen: best buds!

as soon as heeseung had voluntarily offered to drive riki to yn's, the latter instantly knew there was an ulterior motive behind his actions. the man would never do something so helpful and kind of his own volition, and jake jumping at the chance to tag along made it all the more suspicious. but for the time being riki's chosen to just be grateful for the ride, then ultimately make a dash for it upon arrival.

currently, he's sprawled in the middle row with his limbs occupying all three seats. his head hangs uncomfortably to the side as he attempts to locate a suitable angle to hold his phone at, while heeseung and jake (loudly) whisper to each other in the front.

"i can't believe he's growing up..."

"we should give him a pep talk, right?"

"his first legit crush that might actually work out-"

"i can fucking hear you both!" the subject of their conversation unceremoniously shoves his head into the empty space above the center console, and the elder duo have never been so quick to stare straight and close their mouths.

jake sweats. "...we weren't talking about you."

"you reek of absolute bullshit-"

"oh look we're almost there!" heeseung brakes harshly, sending ni-ki tumbling backwards and effectively cutting off any further snide remarks. the boy literally has to transfer the drinks he'd previously situated on his lap into his arms, clutching the box tight to his chest as his super-safe driver performs not three, not four, but five consecutive sharp turns before slowing again.

it takes a full minute for niki to recover from the amount of jostling he endured. "...how much did you have to pay to get a driver's license."

"awwww shitttt, that's the worst whiplash i've ever gotten... worse than that one time on the rollercoaster..." the australian winces, massaging his neck aggressively.

"whoops. sorry." hee isn't sorry in the slightest. "we're here anywa-y..." his voice dies in his throat as X_CAPE's apartment building comes into view, jaw dropping to the floor as he pulls up. "well what the fuck?"

what the fuck indeed. the complex is giant, with a very modern look to it. at least thirty floors are visible, and it spans over a large area. the trio's gazes are synonymously disbelieving as heeseung comes to a full stop, jake being the first to snap out of his awe-induced trance.

"this is so unfair! hybe has favorites?!"

"no shit, and clearly it's not us!"

as the ramyeonz shout and complain due to the size of the tower, riki comes to his senses and realizes this is his best chance to escape without receiving a barrage of nosy questions or something along those lines. "well this is my stop thanks for driving mei'lltextyouguystopickmeupbye!"

"wait, wait, wait." alas, he's a second too late- heeseung's punched the button to lock the doors in a flash, and he finds that he's been trapped. "we wanted to talk to you, first." in perfect unison he and jake have swivelled their heads to gaze directly at their maknae, who curses to himself.

"fuck, so this is what you wanted to do."

"as you navigate through life... emotions are some of the hardest aspects to handle and control." jake's starting off the "heartfelt" speech with a bang. "especially with someone who makes you feel even more different, you might want to cast those feelings aside."

"you may find yourself trying to convince both you and everyone else that they're just a friend to you," heeseung joins in dramatically. "but that is not the solution, young nishimura-"

"i'm nearly eighteen, shut up. and can you stop trying to sound smart?"

"sh, shh, shh." jake hushes him with a solemn expression on his face. he places a hand on ni-ki's shoulder, staring unsettlingly into his eyes. "don't rush to figure it out or pick every interaction apart. just live in the moment and don't worry about problems that haven't come up yet, okay?"

"can i go now? please?"

"i know it may be overwhelming when you're in a situation you've never experienced," hee's still plowing on, unphased. "but trust me, you've no need to fret. yn will definitely like you back!"

"and even if he doesn't, he'll definitely be nice about rejecting you!"

the two share a meaningful glance. "well said, bro."

"you too, bro."

riki's had enough. he shakes out of jake's grip to roll down the window, inhaling a deep breath. "HELP! HELP! HEEEL-"

"oh, don't be like that!"

the boy's about to threaten his seniors to call the police for kidnapping until a familiar voice joins the fray, light and soothing to the ears. "riki?"

yn's slim figure emerges from the entrance of the building, clad in long basketball shorts and a short black top. his hair is pulled up and tied back away from his face, with only a few pieces framing the edges. even in lounge clothes he still never fails to look gorgeous, and niki breaks into a grin.

"my fucking savior!" the window's opening is wide enough that he can slip through (albeit awkwardly) while hee and jake are distracted, snatching his beverage box on his way out.

yn glances up at him weirdly as the taller jogs forward to embrace him casually. "what? why didn't you just open the door?"

"it's locked."

"hi yn!" ni-ki's torturers wave enthusiastically inside the vehicle with a cheery greeting, radiating innocence. riki knows better, though.

"file a restraining order! they tried to lock me in there and kill me!"

"stay far from him, yn. he escape the hospital earlier today and he's deranged and psychotic!"

"now who to believe..." yn releases a puff of breath exaggeratedly, crossing his arms over his chest.

"obviously me. here, i come bearing gifts." riki holds up the beverages, and he doesn't miss the way yn's eyes light up after catching sight of the variety of teas. immediately he grabs the one with brown sugar and slams a straw into the top, reaching for niki's free hand with his own and tugging him indoors at breakneck speed.

"that's an awful thing to do you guys, goodbye!" he hollers over his shoulder at the laughing boys, in the process missing the 'don't fuck this up' heeseung mouths to riki before switching the engine to reverse.

the male glares at the car's backside as it disappears into the distance, yn eventually growing impatient with this behavior and dragging him into the elevator. "you owe me, i saved you from your own members." he smirks as he pushes the button for the top floor, which goes virtually unnoticed.

"but i got you boba, so we're even."

"honestly i can't really refute that logic." he raises his eyebrows at the remaining cups. "why'd you get four?"

"because my mom taught me to never go to another family's house empty handed."

"she certainly raised you right. how's your wallet feeling?"

riki opts for silence, which earns a good cackle.

"aw, you're sweet for that. but you didn't have to!" he hesitates. "not for the other three, at least. absolutely for me though."

"wow, you're generous."

"i know, right? i'm so fucking generous i'll share with you!" yn takes another long sip and extends his straw to riki, who gladly leans down for a taste. "it's so good, did you order from that new place down the street?"

"uh, yeah... it was like, 14000 won per drink."

yn sputters at the sheer price. "holy crap?! now i feel bad, you get unlimited visits to the penthouse in exchange."

"ooh, cool- wait, you live in the penthouse?!" niki all but screeches.

"how do you think i saw you arrive? we get the best view from the top." the elevator chimes brightly, and the interior does not disappoint as the doors roll away. riki is met by the sight of floor-to-ceiling windows as they step in, the main room wall-free and spacious. there are twin spiral staircases farther off in each direction, leading to the open second level, where two bedrooms are installed on both sides with a quaint living area in the middle. kuli and ivory smile warmly at the pair from the kitchen on the right, whereas to the left a separate hall wing and dining space are set up. riki spins in circles, gaping at anything and everything (he's 99% sure that chandelier hanging high above is draped with real diamonds), and the others laugh at his stunned expression.

"how," he manages to form words at last, "did you get this place?"

"the company wouldn't buy it for us in a million years, if that's what you're asking," ivory hums, retrieving some ingredients from the refrigerator.

"yeah, kuli's family is fucking loaded so it's basically their place, but they wanted us to live here and who were we to decline?" yn explains briefly, riki following his footsteps to the kitchen island like a lost chick. how befitting.

"it's not like hybe had anything to complain about either, 'cause my parents pay for pretty much everything and- is that boba?" two sets of laser-focused eyes, one hazel and the other light brown, fixate on the drinks riki's carrying. he hurriedly slides them on the table, getting the feeing he'd be torn to shreds if he held to them any longer and in good time too, because not a millisecond later the eighteen-year-olds have dropped what they're holding to pounce for a tea. kuli chooses taro while ivory takes matcha, and all is silent for a couple beats (save for yn's stifled giggles).

"...the next time i go out i'm making you a copy of our key," kuli concludes finally, ivory nodding in agreement.

"i support this decision fully."

"in other words, they love you and want you to come by as much as possible," yn translates swiftly. niki blinks slowly until it computes, and a wave of relief washes over him. he resists the urge to allow his shoulders to slump, finding comfort in the fact that his lost money lead to benefits in the end. yn picks up on this, casting him a sideways smile and leading him up the stairs.

"are you staying for dinner?" kuli calls from below.

"yes he is!"

"i am?" his friend blanches.

"yes, you are. trust me, you don't wanna miss kuli's cooking, it's to DIE for."

"oh, okay." riki nods, then snickers. "did he really just ask if i'm staying for dinner?"

"total mom line, right? it's in his nature at this point- there's boba, chae!" a blur of motion flits down the opposite stairwell, accompanied by the loud bang of wood against the wall as chaeri sprints at the mere mention of the group's favorite treat.

"watch the fucking door chaeri!"

"thanks ni-ki!"

yn grins fondly at his stupid friends before pulling riki into his bedroom in the closest corner, heaving a sigh. "fuck, they're a handful." he plops down on his mattress to curl up, patting the spot next to him as an indication for riki to sit with him. he's happy to oblige, though in doing so takes interest in the loaf nestled on the edge of the bed-

"your cat!" said pet perks at the exclamation, deciding to observe the newcomer. mandu lazily pads to his feet and paws the material of ni-ki's white sweatshirt a few times, and it's all he needs to approve of the new guest. he proceeds to make himself comfortable on the boy's legs. "well, shit. how am i supposed to move now?"

"easy, you don't." yn snaps a quick picture of the boy while he's distracted and goes to grasp for something on the surface of the wraparound headrest. he tosses a nintendo controller on the blankets and keeps the other, standing to set up the switch console in front. "you can turn to see better, he won't mind." gradually shifting so not to disturb the feline on his lap, ni-ki takes the time to examine his surroundings.

a long panel of stainless glass extends from wall-to-wall on his left, and yn wasn't kidding when he said he got the best view. the point oversees a vast expanse of the city, where most buildings seem tiny in comparison and cars appear to be mere dots. the walls are painted in a shade of warm beige, similar to the color yn enjoys wearing the most, and fairy lights are strung from the ceiling to give the room an even more cozy vibe. potted plants are scattered throughout, and candles can also be spotted at random. (most of them smell like coffee with some being vanilla, which explains yn's signature scent.) a massive army of plushies sit neatly at the foot of the bed, but the one that stands out most is a large black cat squishmallow; the one riki won for yn a while back. he chuckles softly at the memory.

other little additions contribute to the overall charm of yn's room. a sage green bean bag chair. a spotless, fluffy off-white rug on the ground. a small shelf of books, with an LED sign that reads-

niki practically guffaws. "pussy?! yn what the hell."

"my friend yunjin thought it'd be funny to give that to me for my birthday last year," yn snickers.

a few posters are plastered on the walls, yet they're easily dominated by the sheer amount of polaroids and photos that are pinned. riki scans over so many beaming framed faces, some familiar and some not- danielle and hanni, chaewon and kazuha, huening kai and beomgyu, soul and keeho- too much to count. but it's obvious that a particular individual pops up a lot more frequently than the rest, and he's pleasantly surprised to discover that it's his own.

"wow, i must be really important to you or something, huh?" he smirks, admiring the amount of pictures they're both in.

"no shit. what'd you expect?" yn snorts. "you're, like, my... best...bud." aww, fuck. why did i say that? he feels a strong urge to jump out the window.

ouhhhhh... ouch. the dreaded best friend zone. they say time heals all wounds, riki, but that one might take a while.

he chooses to brush it off (read: completely disregard the comment), eyeing the collection of games yn owns instead. "animal crossing, we should play animal crossing! i wanna see your island."

"sure you don't wanna play mario kart? ah, never mind actually. i'd just beat your ass either way."

"is that a fucking challenge?"

it doesn't even take two minutes for the match to quickly get heated, resulting in kuli stomping up and barging in to yell at them to shut up. it also doesn't take long for them to grow hungry and dinner's still being prepared, so they run to the closest convenience store to restock on snacks... which just so happens to be a CU.

"wow, memories." yn snorts, beelining for the drinks as they walk in.

"oh man, i forgot we met in one of these shitholes!"

"now don't disrespect the sacred CU... hey, didn't you forget how to speak to me coherently for some reason?-"

"I WAS JUST TIRED."

"alright, whatever you say."

a half hour later they've returned to the penthouse, having forsaken the nintendo and turned to netflix, particularly a show yn claims he's rewatched 5 times now. "it's fucked up in, like, the best way possible," he murmurs, settled with his head in the crook of riki's neck.

on his end, riki prays that he doesn't notice his rapid heartbeat as yn lies on his chest. don't get him wrong, he's ridiculously cozy with his neck propped up by pillows, an arm wrapped loosely around yn's waist and the sleeping cat stretched out across both their stomachs, but he has to keep reminding himself it's not a big deal not a big deal not a big deal. obviously yn initiated this with platonic intentions, there's no need to think so much of it!

somebody help the poor kid, he's down abysmal.

a knock interrupts his thought process, and chaeri opens the door. "dinner's ready." maybe it's a trick of the light, or he's just imagining it, but niki swears that for a split second the younger's eyes narrow skeptically at him, a sharp spark of distrust flashing in those dark irises. and then it's gone, replaced by the normal chill expression he usually has. yn has no idea, of course, groaning loudly.

"yeah, yeah, we'll be down in a sec." chae nods absently and exits promptly, leaving riki slightly confused.

"...okay," he mutters, once again choosing to disregard that odd look he had received. but as he starts to rise mandu suddenly wakes and presses all his weight onto him, successfully preventing him from going anywhere.

"don't move." yn demands sleepily, eyes shut in relaxation. "i'll get ivory to bring up the food, or something, just... don't move, i'm so fucking comfy."

"okay- i mean, sure. if you wanna. that's cool." if niki's voice cracks six octaves higher than normal then yn doesn't acknowledge it, only caring about his answer. he hums in satisfaction, proceeding to unpause the current alice in borderland episode they're watching.

"chishiya's hot." he remarks offhandedly, and riki blanches.

"you're so fucking random."

"well, you had hair like that before, yeah?"

"are you calling me hot?"

"no, i'm asking you a question."

so they end up bickering for the majority of the series, paying more attention to each other than the screen while fucking spooning.

but don't worry, they're just best buds! you're right ni-ki, that sounds AWFULLY platonic.

notes: CRINGE ASFFFF UHH. ALSO I DID MOT MEAN YO WRITE THIS MUCH ?! so sorry for dipping for 2 weeks IT WILL NOT HAPPEN AGAIN ON GRANDMAMMY. anywhores is it bad to be planning another fic already

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jensenackleswifey · 8 months

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Just Married !!

Dean Winchester x reader

Summary: After you, Dean and Sam all get shitfaced drunk, something unexpected happens

Notes: Cringey ass fluff, bogan is kind of like the Australian red-neck

It all started at the end of an easy hunt. Sam, Dean and I had to fight a demon that was possessing the mayor of Las Vegas. He wasn’t killing anyone or necessarily hurting anyone, only convincing the city people to do stupid, inhumane things purely for its own enjoyment. If anything it was funny and I didn’t even want to stop it but of course, our job was to hunt demons, so we did just that. It didn't even realise we were in the city until we cornered it in the mayor’s apartment and sent it back to hell. We were in the city for about 2 days. It is the first and probably the only time we'll ever have the opportunity to have an excuse to be in Vegas, so we were obviously not going to waste it. After we kill the demon, me and the boys all get in Dean's Impala and go back to our shitty motel and shower and change into something a little more comfortable. As I'm getting changed Dean comes into the bathroom to give me a shirt since I forgot to bring one in to put on after my shower. He brings me a plain white singlet top to pair with my low-waisted blue jeans and black converse. As I put it over my head, Dean starts stripping off to get in the shower and as soon as he steps in the white tiled shower, I slip out of the bathroom keeping the door shut enough so Sam doesn't see in and see his brother naked in the shower. As always, Dean takes his time getting out of the shower, so Sam and I just put on the TV while we wait, and luckily our favourite kids show was on, Astro Boy. Watching kids shows while out on jobs makes it so much easier to forget about all the gore we see every day and escape our weird lives for a little while.

When Dean finally comes out of the shower, I put on my oversized leather jacket and we all leave in Dean's car and head down to the local bar (which was between about five different bars, but we chose the cheapest option). We sit down on the bar stools; Dean orders a beer and I manage to convince Sam to order the randomest named cocktail on the menu with me.

After around 2 hours it hits 9 o'clock and we're all absolutely smashed when two people come in with a bogan tux and short white dress on with a sash that reads 'Just Married!'

Dean looks at me with wide, excited eyes "Y/n, let's go."

I nearly spit out my cocktail as I reply "What? Why?"

"Sam, call Cas. Y/n and I are getting married"

"You called?" Cas said from behind Dean, causing Dean to spill his drink all over the bar.

"God, warn a man next time!"

Cas just looked at Dean with a blank expression.

"Where is the chapel?" Dean looks at me and Sam then at the married couple, "Hey!! Where is the cha-"

He's cut off by Cas transporting us to the chapel.

"This is a disgrace. What even is this?"

"It's a fake wedding Cas. Obviously, it's not going to be a real, holy church." I tell him but he still has a slight look of disgust on his face.

Dean and I are just looking around until Dean catches sight of a fake Elvis watching us and he chuckles before he clears his throat to speak.

"Hello good sir, we'd like to get married please"

"Of course, if I could just see some ID"

Dean pulls out a driver’s license for 'John Harris' and I pull out a license for 'Ella Powerly'

We could hear Sam snicker from behind us and I looked back at him and Cas while Elvis was explaining to Dean what we have to pay and what the terms are.

Cas still looks really nervous about this whole thing as he says, "Why didn't they just get married normally?"

"Because 1. we're poor and 2. they’re in loOoOoOve" Sam replies, slapping Cas's back and slurring his words. Sam has always been a lightweight drinker and it is very obvious in times like this when someone asks him a question and there is an opportunity to make fun of them.

Dean takes my hand and I turn around to face him.

"Do you, John Harris, have anything to say to your soon-to-be-wife Ella Powerly?”

"Y/n-" He clears his throat and looks anxiously at 'Elvis' while I try not to laugh at him, "Ella, I have loved you ever since I met you and I know that that doesn't make up for the way I treated you when we first met but I'm hoping that you can start to forgive me so we can spend the rest of our short, horrible lives together."

Seeing Dean so flustered made me want to start crying.

"John, everything that happened between us before we got together made our relationship stronger and it could never make our relationship different. I love you more than anything."

I heard Sam sniffle from behind us, so I turn around to see a single tear run down Sam's face.

"It's just so beautiful." He mumbles to no one in particular and Cas gives him a tired/annoyed look.

I turn around as 'Elvis' continues the ceremony

"John, do you take this woman to be your wife, to live together in matrimony, to love her, to honour her, to comfort her, and to keep her in sickness and in health, forsaking all others, for as long as you both shall live?"

"I do."

"And Ella, do you take this man to be your husband, to live together in holy matrimony, to love him, to honour him, to comfort him, and to keep him in sickness and in health, forsaking all others, for as long as you both shall live?"

"I do."

"Do you have any rings to exchange?"

I say no at the same time Dean says yes and I look at him with my eyebrows furrowed together in confusion.

Dean pulls out a little, silver ring with a raw diamond on it and my jaw drops slightly as I look between him and the ring.

He takes my hand and slips it on my finger with ease and I look back up at him with tears in my eyes, threatening to spill out at any moment.

"You may kiss the bride"

Den grabs me by the waist and pulls me in and kisses me, full of emotion and we pull apart and we're free to go. 'Elvis' hands me a 'Just Married!' sash and Sam pull us outside so that Cas can send us back to our motel because he is about to throw up. As soon as we get back, Sam sprints inside and Cas puts a hand on mine and Dean's shoulders.

"Congratulations" And just like that, he disappears.

I look at Dean and smile widely and he flashes me the same smile back.

He holds out his arm "Shall we?"

I smile even wider and take his arm and we practically skip inside.

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The next morning when I wake up, Dean was awake before me, running his hands through my hair.

"Good morning." I say quietly to him.

He just smiles at me, and I turn back around and let myself get more comfortable with his hands running through my hair.

Sam comes out of the bathroom, and he looks white as a ghost. He looks at us and groans.

"I think I'm going to throw up again"

Dean chuckles from behind me and I look back up at him.

"Well Dean, I can't wait to legally spend the rest of my life with you."

"Well technically Ella Powerly and John Harris are legally married but you’re still my little wife. My little Mrs. Winchester."

And with that, I just push myself up his chest and peck him on the lips and lay back down, ready for whatever comes at us next.

My first fic ever so please ignore how shit it is LMAO

#dean winchester x reader #dean winchester #dean winchester fanfic #dean winchester fic #dean winchester fluff #dean x reader #supernatural #jensen ackles character #spn #spn fanfic #supernatural fanfic

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blurban-form · 8 months

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Non-mail Post Office Services

Dad needs to get an address changed on what looks like his driver’s license in “Dance Mode”. He does this at a post office. (This is unusual from a North American POV, as this isn’t a service at our post offices.)

Australian Post Offices offer a number of non-mail services, including passport renewals, renewing drivers licenses, ID verification for real estate transactions, and getting documents notarized, amongst others.

You can also do typical post office stuff of course, like wait in line to mail parcels, and there are things for sale:

Like this book on space… (it was pointed out by a keen-eyed fan of this Tumblr that this isn’t the book from “Sleepytime”! My mistake, good though that Bingo spotted a book on space and took a look at it!)

and musical greeting cards…

#Bluey - multi-purpose post offices #Bluey government services #Bluey

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gaycey-sketchit · 8 months

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I want to write I want to draw I want to get my driver's license I want to watch like three different shows I want to play TOTK I want to bake cookies I want to make an AMV but I am always so so sleepy and I live with an Australian shepherd that always wants to play fetch.

#there is not enough time in the day to do all the things I want/need to do!!! And chronic pain/fatigue is a bitch!!! AAAAAA!!!#I'm okay (ish) I just need to complain a little #respectfully me

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lahotelbellamuerte · 1 year

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𝐎𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐘𝐨𝐮 - synopsis [あらすじ]

— ❀ series masterlist ❀ — American [アメリカ人] — ❀

pairing; slight takashi x amara!oc warning; none note; just a small little background on the story, anything in the story in italics in convo is Japanese.

Amara O'Conner never really liked bullies. Especially when there was no real reason to be a dick to someone. Ever since she and her father moved to Japan, she had to deal with them.

All of them called her names, making fun of her appearance. Just because she didn't fit into the mold of a regular Japanese girl. But Amara didn't care, she ignored all the names, the stares, and the whispers. All of it.

Eventually, the small blonde girl learned to fight back. Getting tired of the repetitive assholes in her life. Often got into fights with boys and girls growing up. Until they all backed off. Now? You may ask. Well, she likes to think of herself as Japanese—I mean how could she not? She spoke the language and knew all the customs. And so slowly everyone around her started to think of her the same. The bullying coming to an end.

But as a daughter of an O'Conner, she was never really far from trouble. Early in her teen years, she learned about a secret world that she wanted to be a part of, alongside with her friends.

She was a fifteen-year-old when she overheard some older kids talking about racing up in the mountains. Intrigued she pushed off the wall she had been hiding behind. Running through the halls with a smile on her face. Making her way to her friends who were waiting for her at the front of the school.

Pushing the doors open she spotted them. Takashi Chisaka was a grade above her but was considered a nice guy who saved her from bullies when she was younger. At one point they had a shared enemy and they both got into a fight with his group. The two ended up in the Headmaster's office, with unhappy parents. But through the experience she became close with the boy, thus becoming friends.

Beside him stood Neela James, a foreigner just like her. The two had met when they were really young. The two shared the teasing and poking from the stupid bullies. All for being seen differently. But of course, Amara's constant fighting was able to save them from any more of that. Even more so when Takashi became a part of the group.

"Amara where the hell have you been?" Takashi asked arms crossed, annoyed for having to wait for the blonde every time.

The blonde rolled her eyes at his quip, "Shut up will you, I just heard some of the older kids are heading up the mountains for a race," she told her friends with a wide smile on her face.

Neela shook her head, "Amara don't give him ideas, we shouldn't be—" before she could finish her sentence the Japanese Native interrupted her.

He gripped her shoulders with a smile, "When?"

"Now!" she replied pulling their hands towards a car she stole from her dad, "I had a feeling it would be today, so I stole one of my dad's cars!"

The two let her lead them to some old beat-up truck parked near the school entrance. While she wasn't a racer yet, she had a keen eye for driving better than most of the citizens of Japan.

"Am you don't even have a license we should not be doing this," Neela hissed emphasizing 'not' holding on to dear life in the passenger side.

Takashi only laughed at the Australian girl's worry, "Neela calm down, Amara is a good driver," he tried to tell the girl who had her eyes shut as the blonde raced down the highway, tailing the modified cars up front.

Amara smirked and nodded, "He's right Neel, I've so got this," she replies as she changed the gear to the large truck, swerving around the smaller, slower cars.

"How many times have you two done this that you know that!" she squealed feeling the tight session in her stomach. The butterflies fluttered a little too much to keep calm.

"We might've snuck out of school a couple times," the blonde admitted stepping on the clutching and switching gears one more time, briefly looking over to Takashi who was beside her, then back on the road.

I'm sure you're wondering if there's anything going on with that mention. Well yes, but at the same time no. They were teenagers after all, who's to say anything.

Neela cringed at the thought, "God, I hope I'm not sitting on anything," she mumbled leaning to the window, opening her eyes just to see the car still swerving in and out of the slow traffic.

Takashi only shook his head at the girls. He just knew that whatever he had with Amara wasn't for the long run. They just trusted each other to be each other's first. And it wasn't all that bad, in fact, it was good that they still from time to time met up.

About twenty minutes later, they reached the mountain and saw many cars lined up along the sides. Probably the spectators of the race. Finding a space she pulled up and put the truck on neutral making sure it wouldn't roll away.

Stepping out, the three did their best to stay behind the scenes. Not wanting to be spotted by any of the older kids they went to school with. Once they had found a spot, they anxiously waited for whoever would be racing.

They had almost missed it, had it not been for the screeching of the tires. Turning they stared in awe as the cars drifted around the road, quickly moving the straight road. Every car passes by and executes it perfectly.

It was at the sight of the cars sliding on the road, the screaming of the spectators, or the imagination of the adrenaline the drivers felt. It was here that the group of friends wanted to learn. Even Neela, who had been afraid of first when in the car with Amara. It became their mission to learn the art as best as they could.

But with many good things, came the bad. Takashi had the resources to find people to teach him and Neela how to do so. As much as he wanted to teach Amara, his uncle forbade it. He told his nephew that Amara would be trouble.

And while Takashi had thought nothing of Amara at the start of their relationship. He couldn't help but not want anyone to be beside him than her. In hopes of keeping her in his life, he tried to beg his uncle to call a race for the two of them.

If he won, she would be by his side forever. When Amara was informed of the situation, she couldn't help but be angry at the sound of being stuck with someone forever. She had grown to like the boy in her life but after his decision to take away her freedom. She became furious.

With a borrowed car, she practiced night after night, alone. Praying to any and every god that should win. When the night finally came down. She was shaking in every form, angry, anxious, afraid, that would be his property.

And by a bit of mere luck on her part, she had won the race by a quarter inch, but winning was winning. Amara had won her freedom, a life not belonging to anyone but herself.

After her relationship with Takashi became strained, they somehow still called each other friends. The only thing really keeping them together now was Neela. The girl who ended up being the one stuck with Takashi. The two slowly watched the friends they had met when they were younger disappear. He was no longer that funny boy that walked them home every day. Bought them dumb gifts when he felt like it. Danced at Amara's house all night to all the silly music she played. Or joined to learning to cook.

He became a darker, possessive man who only cared about his image. The days of light were gone for him.

𝘈𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘢 𝘖'𝘊𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘳 — 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘶𝘵𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘵

𝘚𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘒𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘴 𝘏𝘢𝘯 𝘚𝘦𝘰𝘶𝘭-𝘖𝘩 — 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵

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50 things I probably won't get done before 50

Let's face it, I've been working on varying versions of this list for 12 years. I've never come close to hitting my goal. BUT I have done a whole bunch of things I've always wanted to do, that I probably never would have done other wise, so whether or not I reach the goal, I think this is a good thing to keep going.

I went right back to the original list, and am combining it with all the iterations from over the years. I'm also adding in my travel goals. I always kept them separate because I didn't have the money to travel, and wanted to keep my list achievable, but I'm not as concerned about hitting every goal any more, and also, if I don't travel by 50, then when?

I've made a separate list for the things I've done too, to remind myself of what I have accomplished. The items I removed from the list because I really don't think it's possible, or care if I achieve it, I'm putting back in as bonus goals... they don't need to count, but maybe the opportunity will come up, who knows? And it's good to see where I've come from.

THINGS I'VE DONE

1. hide 43 treasures

2. milk a cow

3. Tie a cherry stem in a knot with my tongue

4. Get a tattoo

5. finish crocheting my tetris blanket

6. Send in a postsecret

7. try sushi

8. Have glamour photos taken of me

9. crochet a hat

10. Go to a strip club

11. dye my hair purple

12. go on a pub crawl

13. have brunch with friends

14. Give blood (well, I tried, but they wouldn't take it!)

15. take part in gishwes

16. try a foreign cuisine I’ve never had before

17. take a chocolate factory tour

18. fly first class

19. do the Colour Run

20. do a nude photoshoot

21. find a signature scent/perfume

22. get a helix piercing

23. go to a RHPS Audience Participation screening

24. go to Midsumma/Pride March/Mardi Gras parade

25. grab a handful of cake and just eat it

26. invent a silly holiday and get other people to join in

THINGS I'VE YET TO DO

1. Send a message in a bottle

2. Record/produce a song

3. visit a planetarium

4. Swim with dolphins (attempted, but failed and still want to try)

5. Throw a dart into a map and travel to where it lands

6. take a moonlit walk on a beach

7. learn the thriller dance

8. see a total solar eclipse in person

9. go on a road trip with friends

10. bake a Croquembouche

11. Take a pole dancing class

12. get a professional massage

13. spend a day taking photos of my city

14. visit all the Australian states and territories - 5/7

15. eat at a teppanyaki style restaurant

16. visit the Great Barrier Reef

17. finish a ‘Wreck This Journal’

18. get a matching tattoo with someone

19. complete the c25k program

20. do a proper cosplay photo shoot

21. take part in a drum circle

22. write an Android app

23. Design my own Tarot deck

24. go strawberry picking

25. take a silversmithing course

26. eat fondue

27. learn to contact juggle

28. ride in a limo

29. join the mile high club

30. see the Southern/Northern Lights

31. wear a bikini to the beach (without a cover up)

32. Be able to do a pull up unassisted

33. host a fancy dinner party in a strange place (ie, traffic island)

34. learn to read lips

35. eat alone in a (fancy) restaurant

36. build a Rube Goldberg machine

37. watch a meteor shower

38. recreate a childhood photo

39. cook pasta from scratch

40. take a salsa dance class

41. learn ASL

42. see the Thai floating lantern festival

43. go to the City Museum in St Louis

44. visit New York

45. tour the Dresden Files sites in Chicago

46. visit Petra, Jordan

47. visit Japan

48. visit the Eternal Lightning Fields, Venezuela

49. visit Wat Samphran (Dragon Temple), Thailand

50. visit Chichen Itza, Mexico

BONUS GOALS

1. bungee jump

2. watch all of classic Doctor Who

3. visit Katoomba at Winter Solstice for the Winter Magic Festival

4. get my driver’s license

5. do a beer centurion (100 shots in 100 minutes)

6. crowd surf

7. fire a gun at a shooting range

8. learn to juggle

9. write and film a (short) movie

#50before50 #bucketlist #touch the puppet head

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Logan Sargeant's seat is confirmed: America WILL have its first Formula One driver in EIGHT years

Logan Sargeant's seat is confirmed: America WILL have its first Formula One driver in EIGHT years as rising star gains enough Super License points in F2 finale to seal Williams contract Logan Sargeant was given an F1 seat for 2023 if he could get his Super License On Sunday, he finished fourth in F2 championship to secure the required points He will now become America's first Formula One driver since Alex Rossi in 2015 The 21-year-old replaces Canadian Nicholas Latifi at Williams for next season Click here for all your latest international Sports news from DailyMail.com By Ben Nagle For Dailymail.Com Published: 07:20 EST, 20 November 2022 | Updated: 07:20 EST, 20 November 2022 Logan Sargeant has successfully gained enough Super License points to confirm his Formula One seat for 2023, meaning America has an F1 driver for the first time in eight years. Sargeant, 21, was told by Williams in October that he had secured a drive with them next year, but his contract was dependent on him finishing the season strong in Formula 2. Heading into the final race in Abu Dhabi this morning, Sargeant needed to secure fourth in the F2 championship to be successful, and his fifth-placed finish did enough to get him over the line, and win himself F2 Rookie of the Year in the process. Logan Sargeant has confirmed his spot on the Formula One grid with Williams next season The young American finished fourth in the F2 Championship to gain his Super License today The American will take the place of Canadian Nicholas Latifi, who will drive for Williams for the final time in F1, in Abu Dhabi on Sunday. Until now, there has not been a US driver in the sport since 2015, when Alexander Rossi participated in five races. The last American to win a race - incredibly - was in 1978, when Mario Andretti won the Dutch Grand Prix on his way to securing the drivers' championship that year. Prior to that, Phil Hill is the only other American world champion, earning his own title in 1961. Sargeant's rise to the top of the Formulas comes amid Williams' other targets ending up elsewhere on the grid, creating an opening for the 21-year-old. The 21-year-old rising star will become America's first Formula One driver since 2015 Sargeant (right) will be replacing Canadian Nicholas Latifi (left) at Williams for 2023 Nyck de Vries has been picked up by AlphaTauri for 2023, while Oscar Piastri - after being close to signing with Alpine - will now drive for McLaren in place of his fellow Australian Daniel Ricciardo. Speaking when the Williams drive was officially announced on October 22, team principal Jost Capito said of Sargeant: 'We feel he's ready to race. Under the condition that he has enough Super License points after Abu Dhabi, he will be our second driver next year. 'He's had one season in F2, and I'm a fan of getting young drivers as quick through as possible into Formula 1 because the series below, the cars compare to Formula 1 cars… so get him in as quick as possible and find out if he's capable of staying in Formula 1 for a long time, which we believe he is. 'His first year in F2, and he won races, and he has been qualifying very strong all these years in his career – and we believe he's absolutely ready to get into Formula 1.' Sargeant will be the first American driver in F1 since Alexander Rossi (pictured) in 2015 Advertisement Share or comment on this article: Logan Sargeant's seat is confirmed: America WILL have its first Formula One driver in EIGHT years via Formula One | Mail Online https://www.dailymail.co.uk?ns_mchannel=rss&ns_campaign=1490&ito=1490

#F1 #Logan Sargeant's seat is confirmed: America WILL have its first Formula One driver in EIGHT years #Formula 1

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