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lewisyellowhelmet · 2 years

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bestie i just think that lewis' shaved beard looks so pretty that we deserve something about it on freaky friday...

bestie you deserve everything on freaky friday!!

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“You shaved.”

Lewis rubs his cheek, where the dark scruff is shorter, down to his chin, the longer beard, neatly trimmed.

“Yeah,” he says, smiles at you in the bathroom mirror, “What do you think?”

You’d stumbled in to wake yourself up with a shower, found him in just a white towel low around his waist, washing off his toothbrush. Pressing yourself up behind him, chin tucked into his shoulder. He’s warm from the shower, still damp. Smells like oranges.

“Yeah, it’s cute.”

“Cute?” Lewis protests, leaning his head on top of yours, “I was going for gentleman. Who’s gonna bend you over his knee if you’re bad.”

“Shut up,” you laugh, pull away from him, but he doesn’t let you, turning around to catch your body. He has new earrings in, silver, a dangling cross. You smile up at him, giddy, touch the line of his jaw.

“You always look so pretty in the morning,” he tells you, leans to brush his nose to yours, a nudge. His breath is minty from the toothpaste.

“Damn, sorry about afternoon me,” you whisper, and he rolls his eyes.

“Don’t be cheeky, you know what I mean,” Lewis says. Guides you back around, picks you up and deposits you on the bathroom counter before you know what he’s doing. The marble is cold on your bare thighs.

“See if the beard is too rough this short,” he says, and is down on his knees before you can process what he’s saying. Pulling your underwear down your legs, just in his t-shirt you’ve worn to bed.

“Lewis,” you start to say, but it’s lost when he gets his mouth on you, the soft beginnings of it, warming you up, getting you used to the sensation, this early in the morning. His beard is scratchier than usual on the inside of your thighs, but it’s not bad, just new. Curling your hands in his hair. It’s natural, at the moment, loose, pushing it out of his face so you can see how he looks up at you, heavy eyes, his tongue slipping in and out of you.

“Oh,” you breathe, slouching back into the mirror, the glass cool on your heated skin. You jerk, when he licks a warm, wet stripe over you, sucks on your clit, and he moans into you, a lovely, wanting sound that makes you sigh.

Lewis takes his time, unravelling you piece by piece, a gentle, practiced pace, teasing so that you can’t help but cry out when he gets a finger into you, pressing up. His wet mouth, the appreciative sounds he makes, enjoying it just as much as you are. You come with your hands in his hair, feeling him groan against your cunt, rough of his beard on your thighs.

You’re panting when he stands back up, big hands splayed over your thighs.

“So? Beard okay?” Lewis asks. His mouth is wet, shining from you. He looks overly proud of himself. You tug at the towel until it falls, easily pulling him closer with your legs, soothed by the way he sighs as he slides inside you.

“Beard is good,” you tell him, and kiss yourself out of his mouth.

#lewis hamilton x reader #lewis hamilton imagine #lewis hamilton smut #lewis hamilton fanfic #f1 smut #freaky friday #*

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bwoahtastic · 10 months

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some more brief(ish) thoughts about small fem nico (and the men who adore her) because I am fully obsessed with her:

- nico is a total daddy’s girl, but not in a spoiled brat way. keke loves her so much, she is his tiny little angel baby and he will do anything to make her happy. he was incredibly proud of her when she demanded her independence, because he knew that she was taking her life into her own hands, but that doesn’t stop him from worrying constantly. after all, he knows better than anyone what f1 is like and how tough it can be for women, and doesn’t want nico to struggle.

- nico has tiny little feet that jenson absolutely adores. he has never been into feet before, but whenever nico complains about her feet hurting, whether it’s after a night out or after a race in which the brakes on her car pressed uncomfortably, jenson always ends up giving her a foot massage. he loves how her toenails are always painted in the same minty green/blue as her racing boots and gloves, and how she just melts when he digs his thumb into the arch of her foot. nico loves playing footsie, and when they’re out at dinner, even if it’s a grid dinner with all of the other drivers, nico will slip off her shoes and stroke her feet up jenson’s leg. jenson doesn’t mind when they’re alone, but when everyone else is there he has to work so hard not to show how much it’s affecting him.

- nico has stolen clothing from absolutely everyone that she cares about. she has shirts and racing suits that she stole from her dad when she was younger and would play dress up as a formula one world champion, shirts from lewis when they were holidaying as teenagers and she spent too long in the sun so he gave her his t-shirt to put over her swimsuit and prevent more sunburn (nico said she would give it back but never did), jumpers from mark in her first year when he would throw them at her for shivering so violently in the garage (again she said she would give them back but never did and mark never had the heart to ask for them back, especially as it always annoyed jenson when he saw nico in mark’s clothing), even a spare shirt of toto’s, monogram and all, that nico grabbed from the motorhome after getting oil on her own shirt.

- jenson is her favorite victim, however. he always has warm, soft sweaters and coats that envelope her so perfectly, and jenson even leaves little handwarmers in the pockets for when nico gets cold (sometimes she pouts up at him that they're not warm enough so that jenson will hold her hands in his to warm them up). she loves his ratty old t-shirts, and likes wearing them to sleep, although she always teases him that he’s old because the shirts have band names and logos for things that were popular when nico was still a kid. the sexiest nico has ever felt was whilst wearing one of jenson’s crisp white shirts with absolutely nothing else on. she also steals his fireproofs, and their relationship is almost revealed to everyone when she accidentally puts on his fireproof instead of her own before a race.

- you would think that jenson would never get confused between his clothes and nico’s, because hers are so much smaller and there is genuinely no way for it to fit him, but it has happened. jenson is very into triathlons, and has even got nico into them, so they both have wetsuits for the swim. nico is away or sleeping in when jenson leaves for a charity triathlon, grabbing what he thinks is his wetsuit in the process. it’s only when he gets to the startline and tries to fit into what is barely bigger than a child’s wetsuit that he realises he’s grabbed nico’s instead. the photo that jenson’s trainer takes of him, tripping over after having squeezed one leg into the wetsuit, is his profile picture on nico’s phone for six months afterwards.

- toto absolutely adores nico. the first time he meets her at a dtm party he genuinely thinks she’s someone’s teenage daughter, only to realise that she drives for the team that he wants to buy. he laughs her off when she demands that he let her take her Williams race engineer over to Mercedes, and is both shocked and kind of impressed when she stands by it, saying that she wants her engineer back. he’s so proud of her when she wins Monaco for the first time at his first ever race with mercedes, and so impressed when she drinks more than twice her own weight in champagne as a celebration for it.

- toto is more than a foot taller than nico, and they look hilarious stood next to each other. when she’s excited, nico will literally jump on toto to hug him, and he always catches her, swinging her round. when she’s annoyed, nico hates having to crane her neck to look up at him, and instead goes to get a chair to stand on so she’s at eye level, because if she’s going to have an argument, she’s going to do it looking him in the eye.

PLS SMALL FEM NICO IS A FEISTY LITTLE KITTEN SND I AM IN LOVE WITH HER

Nico SO would be a daddy's girl! A little spoiled but still very independant too cos thats important to her. Keke would adore his sweet daughter (he knows she can be a handful tho) and he is ofc a little hesitant when she demands independence but he understands it too! For sure when she is home she gets fussed over a ton tho lol. He alwsys asks her to text after races to make sure she is okay!

Nico's tiny lil feet would be so cute to jenson (really any part of her is)! Nico always complains her feet hurt and Jenson massages them for her cos they are so pretty and she hums so contentedly. And pls Nico with her pretty mint green painted toes and her habit of playing footsie just to annoy jenson kskeks she is a legend and an icon! Jenson gets a little flustered then which Nico loves!

Sksks Mark calling Nico a little gremlin cos she keeps stealing clothes from everyone! She has sweaters and racesuits from her dad (pls nico being homesick and wearing her dad's racesuit while curled up on the sofa 🥺 and she has tshirts from Lewis thst she kept all those years although she doesn't wear them anymore... She for sure wears Mark's sweaters a lot but jenson's are her favorite! They are all soft and old and just smell like jenson which soothes her🥺 (and nngg her in one of his dress shirts would be so sexy!!) And toto's shirt! He would be so soft seeing her with it on

Sjdjss jenson by accident taking Nico's tiny wetsuits and Nico has a muscle ache from laughing after seeing a picture of Jenson trying to get it on lmaooo!

Toto would be so fond of this stubborn little girl! She is demanding and knows what she wants and needs and doesn't back down for him! Pls her standing on a chair to be at eye level telling him he will ot win just looming over her, she wants a fair fight! Hut he loves her too, that's his girl okay! She will hug him so tight when she is happy and wins and he twirls her around! Also smthn happening and he just holds her, lets her hide away in his chest snd she feels so tiny and frail then, and Toto never wants to see her like that again!

#asks #rule63 verse #small fem nico

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moneeb0930 · 9 days

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Did Harriet Tubman ever see her sisters again?

Edward Brodess sold three of Tubman's sisters, whom she never saw again.

Tubman escaped slavery and rescued approximately 70 enslaved people, including members of her family and friends. Harriet Tubman's family includes her birth family; her two husbands, John Tubman and Nelson Davis; and her adopted daughter Gertie Davis.

Tubman's parents—Benjamin "Ben" Ross and Harriett “Rit" Greene Ross—were enslaved people who were owned by two different families. Their lives came together when Mary Pattison Brodess, Rit's owner, married Anthony Thompson. Ben Ross, owned by Thompson, met and married Rit Greene. They lived together until about 1823 or 1824, when Rit and their children went to the Brodess farm. Ben was a timber estimator and foreman and Rit was a domestic servant. After Ben was freed, he bought his wife's freedom. Ben was a conductor on the Underground Railroad and slaveholders were becoming suspicious of his role in escapes in the area. Tubman, having freed other family members, rescued her parents. After a short period in St. Catharines in Ontario, Canada, Tubman and her parents settled in the Auburn, New York area.

Tubman married a free man, John Tubman in 1844. In 1849, Tubman fled the area, believing that she was going to be sold. She returned to the area to bring John Tubman north with her, but he had already married another woman. Tubman operated a boarding house out of her home in Auburn and Nelson Davis boarded with her for three years before they were married in 1869. Davis fought during the American Civil War. They adopted a girl, Gertie, and operated several businesses out of their farm. They raised pigs and chickens, operating a farm selling eggs and butter.

She made 13 trips to Maryland to bring back her brothers and parents, other family members, friends and others. She did not know of the whereabout of her sisters, except Rachel who was separated from her children and died before the family could be reunited.

Born Araminta "Minty" Ross, her parents were Benjamin "Ben" and Harriet "Rit" Greene Ross. They were "respected as clever, honest, and religious people with a strong sense of family loyalty".

Ross family sites in Maryland. Ben lived at Peters Neck, and for awhile Rit and 5 children lived there as well. Rit and her children lived at Brodess Farm beginning about 1824. Ben later lived at Poplar Neck, and Rit joined him there after he purchased her freedom around 1854.

Around 1785 or 1787, Benjamin Ross was born in Dorchester County, Maryland, the property of wealthy landowner Anthony Thompson,who married Mary Pattison in 1803. She was the slaveholder of Rit Greene. Ben and Rit were married in 1808, through an informal marital ceremony, which was their only option to commit to one another.

Ben was a lumberman who supervised slaves who brought down poplar, oak, and cypress trees. He then transported them to Baltimore, where they were used to build ships. In the late 1830s and early 1840s, Ben and Tubman both worked on digging canals for Lewis and John T. Stewart, who were shipbuilders.

Anthony Thompson died in 1836. In the early 1840s, Ben was emancipated and received 10 acres of land following Anthony Thompson's death, as stipulated in his will.Thompson's son, Dr. Anthony C. Thompson, a "timber magnate" and a physician, inherited the estate. He also owned Poplar Neck, an area in southern Caroline County, where Thompson sent free laborers and enslaved people. Poplar Neck is approximately 35 miles from Peters Neck, where Tubman was born. Ben once said that Dr. Thompson was "a rough man towards his slaves, and declared, that he had not given him a dollar since the death of his father". He ultimately sold his 10 acres to Dr. Thompson.

He continued to work as a foreman and lumber estimator by hiring himself out within the Eastern Shore for $5 (equivalent to $164 in 2023) a day. He saved his earnings to buy his wife's freedom.

He was a conductor on the Underground Railroad,which included hiding people on his property in Caroline County. The increase in successful escapes drew the attention of local law enforcement in 1857.He was seen as a "primary agitator", such as with the escape of the Dover Eight, which led to Ben and Rit's trip north to avoid retribution. They initially moved to St. Catharines, Ontario in Canada, but the climate was too cold for the 70-year-old couple and they then moved to Fleming outside of Auburn, New York.

Rit was born about 1785 or 1787 in Dorchester County, Maryland. Rit and her mother Modesty were owned by Atthow Pattison, and they lived on his 265-acre farm near Blackwater National Wildlife Refuge east of the convergence of the Blackwater and Little Blackwater Rivers. Tubman believed that Modesty had arrived in the colonies on a ship from Africa. Her grandmother may have come from the area now known as Ghana on West Africa's Gold Coast. People of that area are of the Ashanti ethnic group. In 1791, Modesty does not appear in Pattison's will.

In January 1797, Pattison died and left Rit to his granddaughter Mary Pattison, who was the wife of Joseph Brodess. There was a stipulation in Pattison's will that she and her children should be freed when they reached forty five years of age. In 1803, Mary Pattison Brodess married Anthony Thompson, who had an enslaved man named Benjamin Ross. She died in 1809 and her son Edward inherited her estate.

Initially, her enslaved parents and siblings lived in Ben Ross's cabin on the Anthony Thompson farm at Peters Neck in Dorchester County, Maryland, in what is now the Blackwater National Wildlife Refuge. Around 1823 or early 1824, after the death of Mary Pattison Brodess Thompson, Edward had Rit and her five children moved ten miles away to the Brodess farm in Bucktown, where she worked as a domestic servant. Edward sold her daughter Linah. He attempted to sell her son Moses to a slave trader from Georgia, but Rit traded off hiding him in the woods and her cabin until the trader gave up and left.

Edward Brodess decided not to honor the stipulation in Pattison's will that would have freed Rit and her children at the age of 45. Edward died in 1849. Eliza Ann Brodess inherited her husband Edward's estate. Edward, and then his wife, Eliza Ann, hired Rit out and kept the money that Tubman earned. Gorney Pattison, great-grandson of Atthow, filed a lawsuit against Brodess for the monies that she earned, since she and her husband had not honored Atthow Pattison's wishes. Pattison lost the case.

Ben purchased his wife's freedom from Eliza Ann Brodess for $20 (equivalent to $654 in 2023) in 1854 or 1855, and the bill of sale was recorded on June 11, 1855, at the Dorchester County Court. Rit was not manumitted because a law of Maryland did not permit for enslaved people over age 45 to be set free. She then lived at Ben's cabin in Caroline County.

Freedom in New York

Fearing that she was going to be sold away from Maryland, Tubman ran away in 1849. She followed the "north star" and was aided by white and black people to make her way north. Her parents were among the people that she brought north and out of slavery. They escaped with Tubman in 1857.

I had crossed the line of which I had so long been dreaming. I was free; but there was no one to welcome me to the land of freedom, I was a stranger in a strange land, and my home after all was down in the old cabin quarter with the old folks, and my brothers and sisters. But to this solemn resolution I came: I was free and they should be free also. I would make a home for them in the North, and the Lord helping me, I would bring democracy all here.

— Harriet Tubman

Tubman arrived in Caroline County, Maryland with a horse and a makeshift wagon to pick up her parents, as well as the belongings they most treasured on their trip north. They traveled at night to a train that took them to Wilmington, Delaware, where they waited for Harriet at the home of Thomas Garrett. After a stop in Philadelphia to meet William Still, they headed north on a train to St. Catharines in Ontario, Canada, where Tubman had her headquarters and waited for fugitive slaves.

Tubman made a meager income chopping and selling wood and working for farmers. Her parents spent a difficult winter, subject to illnesses from the cold. William H. Seward, the governor of New York, helped arrange for the purchase of land in Auburn, New York for Tubman and her parents. Her parents lived in Auburn the rest of their lives. When Tubman was away on Underground Railroad trips or during the American Civil War, friends looked after her parents. Ben died about 1871 in Auburn, New York. Rit died in October 1880, nearly 100 years of age.

Ben and Rit had nine children together. Dorchester County records provide the names of Harriet's four sisters: Linah (b. 1808), Mariah Ritty (b. 1811), Soph (b. 1813), and Rachel—and four brothers: Robert (b. 1816), Ben (b. 1824), Henry, and Moses. Harriet also considered two of her nieces as sisters: Harriet and Kessiah Jolley.

Edward Brodess sold three of Tubman's sisters, whom she never saw again. A trader later wanted to buy her youngest brother, Moses, but Rit was able to resist being separated from her son.

A conductor on the Underground Railroad, Tubman made 13 return trips over 10 years to lead about 70 + people north, including her parents, siblings, and friends to freedom. Her first trip was in December 1850 when her niece Kessiah and her two children were to be sold. At the auction, Kessiah was sold to her husband John Bowley, a free black man. Before the children could be sold, the family left with Tubman for Philadelphia. Tubman led three of her brothers and other people away from Peters Neck on Christmas, 1854. Doing so, she took the risk of becoming enslaved again or lynched if she was caught; escaping slavery was even more risky after the passage of the Fugitive Slave Act of 1850. As a result, Tubman extended travel routes into Canada, where slavery was prohibited.

Three of Tubman's brothers worked at a plantation near a free black named Jacob Jackson. In 1854, Tubman had a letter sent to Jackson to coordinate the escape of the young men. She would look for them at her parents' home at Poplar Neck in Caroline County. The end of the letter states "tell my brothers to be always watching unto prayer and when the good ship of Zion comes along, to be ready to step on board." She was particularly concerned that her brothers would be sold to the Deep South.

For ten years, during multiple attempts, Tubman tried to rescue her sister Rachel, and her children, Angerine and Ben. During those attempts, Rachel had been separated from her children and she would not leave without them. In late 1860, Tubman found that Rachel had died and she was unable to rescue her niece and nephew.

Her brother John, his wife Millie, and their son Moses lived next to Tubman in Auburn. A number of nieces and nephews lived in Auburn, New York.

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aestheticvoyage2024 · 1 month

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Day 75: Friday March 15, 2024 - "Green Shake"

This year William wanted nothing to do with our festive lunch downtown for some Corned Beef at 4th St Deli...but it was probably because his tummy was full of green shake from McDonalds. Maybe next year I get the green shake on the way back! St Pats is technically on Sunday - but since we had a cute shirt for him to wear to school, we did St Pats today! We were supposed to share the shake....but William continued to claim he was saving the rest for Mama. With less and less in the cup each time that we were saving. Some of that was my fault, stealing some sips where I could...that should definitely get his little brain firing. And of course, compared to that minty goodness - a traditional Rueben seemed like complete nonsense. Someday buddy, we'll drink green beer.

Song: Im A Little Leprechaun Song

Quote: Since it is so likely that (children) will meet cruel enemies, let them at least have heard of brave knights and heroic courage. Otherwise you are making their destiny not brighter but darker. ~C.S. Lewis

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disneytva · 10 months

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Exciting news ‼️ 20th Television Animation is the new official sponsor of the #20thTVAAtSDCC bags at SDCC 2023🤩

Make sure to pick yours up next week!!

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yahoo201027 · 1 year

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December 11: Happy 44th Birthday to Voice Actress and Writer Minty Lewis, who provided the voices of the characters of the friend of Mordecai, Rigby (boyfriend, later husband), and Margaret as Eileen Roberts on Regular Show; a ditizen and companion to Ryan and Min-Gi throughout their journey on the train as Kez on Infinity Train; and one of the students attending Wagstaff School who got her braces off leading to Jimmy Jr asking her to be his Valentine over Tina in “V for Valentine-detta” as Becky Krespe in Bob’s Burgers; and later went on to co-create The Great North alongside Wendy Molyneux-Logelin and Wendy Molyneux.

#Voice Actress #Minty Lewis #Bob's Burgers #Bobs Burgers #Infinity Train #Regular Show #The Great North #Cartoon #Animation #Fandom Birthday #December 11 Birthdays

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yogpetshame · 9 months

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To bring you some 'drama' that should belong in 2013 era Tumblr, someone on here is making a poll tournament of fan art ships of yogs mc characters. They note that it's just "about the characters. no the real people" but still felt the need to add Turps into the mix for some reason https://www.tumblr.com/yogscastshipbracket/725029528814092288/turpthian-vs-mintron-turps-rythian-teutron

I normally would just say, whatever, idiots are everywhere, but the video I just posted had a segment about the Yogscast's fanbase that I think resonates well with this particular strain of crap.

I don't know how they've survived this long, it's been like 8 or 9 years since the era of MCRP these people are obsessed with. I'm not ignorant of fixation, I'm not autistic myself but I get hooked hard on things I like and have trouble letting go of them, as bad or worse as my friends. But 9 years of fixation over content that's not even being made, and isn't even that good...

These aren't the people who sat in the way when Sjin and Turps were being ousted, that's a different subset, but the fixation is the same. Why would they put Ridgedog in there? Why Turps? Why Minty? Nostalgia isn't so impervious that standing Minty up anywhere near Lewis shouldn't feel twisted.

These people, and I have never meant it more sternly than I do now, need to go outside and touch grass.

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lovelyfanatical · 1 year

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I Get a Sugar Rush Whenever I’m With You - Chapter 4.2

Good evening fellow Drukkari stans, or whatever time it is for you! I come bearing the next installment! If you missed the last one, you can find it here, or start over from the beginning here. Sidenote: Should I make a post with all the mini-chapters? I don't know if that's helpful, but let me know. Anyway, 'without further ado, here's '70s week continues! What new surprises await our competitors? Find out now in the next installment of Drukkari in the Great British Bake Off, with special guest star, Darcy Lewis!

Despite his best efforts, Druig hadn’t gotten much better at technicals. It certainly didn’t help that this week, the challenge involved making ice cream, something he hadn’t had a chance to do prior to the competition. While the process itself wasn’t too difficult, the judges had declared his peppermint ice cream too minty. Even at his worst, Druig usually nailed flavors. He may not have been in last place, but the entire challenge had been quite stressful, and the feedback had hit him right where it hurt. Needless to say, he was in no mood to be interviewed, another skill he hadn’t improved much over the last few weeks. But the show must go on, proverbially and literally, and as always, he found himself standing in front of a large camera crew about to talk about his most recent failure.

To say that it wasn’t going so well would be the understatement of the year. Druig was often terse, but today, it was all he could do to resist the urge to just glare directly into the camera. It wasn’t long before Darcy hesitantly uttered, “Why don’t we take a two-minute pause?”

“Right, sure,” he replied, trying and failing to not sound annoyed. At this, she sped off somewhere while he turned to look at the scenery. He tried to get his brooding out before the camera started rolling again. Two minutes went by in an instant, and Druig braced himself as he turned back around. Much to his surprise, Darcy was returning with Makkari and Kingo in tow. At his questioning expression, she quickly signed, I don’t know what’s happening either, before they came to a stop in front of him.

“Okay, we’re going to try something different, so just go with me here,” Darcy began. “Instead of me interviewing you, Makkari’s going to stand behind the camera and ask the questions, and you’ll answer her like you’re just having a regular conversation between friends.”

“Should I sign my answers?” he asked.

“Well, for continuity’s sake, I’d say no. But if it makes you feel more comfortable, go for it.”

After a brief conversation with Makkari and Kingo, the cameras were rolling once again. They started over from the beginning, with Makkari asking the questions and Druig speaking and signing his answers. Darcy and Kingo hung back, watching the monitor. Interviews had been a painfully awkward process for Druig, turning minutes into what felt like ages. But with Makkari, the minutes flew by. Before he knew it, they were out of talking points, and Darcy was calling out, “I think we got it! Thanks!”

As they walked away, Druig bumped Makkari’s shoulder in a silent “thanks.” She returned the gesture, and even before turning his head to look at her, Druig knew she was smiling. Of course, the moment was interrupted by Kingo, who had been trailing after them but jogged in front of Makkari to say, “You know, I suggested having you interview him as a joke. I didn’t think they’d actually do it!”

Wow, exploiting our friendship to get in with the higher-ups? Makkari said, her smile turning into a mocking smirk.

“I just said it was a joke!” he responded. But after a moment, he continued, “Do you think Darcy will promote me if I keep giving her ideas?”

“Don’t you have a marketing job to get back to?” Druig interjected.

“Yeah, but—”

I thought you were an aspiring actor, Makkari cut in.

“I’ll have you know I was a featured extra in an episode of Doctor Who, so I’m not aspiring to be an actor; I am an actor! And second, I won’t need a day job if I get a big break here!” The teasing this statement prompted lasted all the way back to the shuttle.

Their unusual interview had not gone unnoticed by the others. At dinner, they demanded an explanation, and with the sign competition still going as well, Druig let Makkari tell the story. She did so with plenty of enthusiasm, though he filled in when all three of their friends started to look confused.

So Kingo and I follow Darcy over to where the cameras are set up, and Druig’s standing there moping—

While it may have been true, he had to object to this description. “I was not moping. That’s how I always look.”

You were definitely moping, which is why Darcy turned around and said that I would be the one interviewing Druig, she explained to the group.

“Wow, they’re really putting you and Kingo to work,” Dane responded, signing clumsily where he could.

“Yeah, I feel like you should be getting paid for that,” Sersi added with a grin.

“So why were you moping, Druig? You didn’t do that bad,” Ajak asked.

“No reason, really,” he replied with a shrug. When the others stayed silent and Makkari watched him carefully, he sighed and continued. “I’m just usually good with my flavors, but today, they said my ice cream tasted like bland toothpaste.”

“That was pretty harsh,” Dane conceded.

“I wouldn’t worry about it too much. They loved your mango upside down cake this morning,” Ajak said.

“Thanks, but that would mean more coming from someone who didn’t win the technical,” Druig responded cheekily, causing her to roll her eyes and wave him off in mock exasperation.

“I’m with Ajak. You shouldn’t beat yourself up about it. Mint is always tricky to balance,” Sersi interjected.

“Thank you, Sersi.”

“Speaking of winners, did you pick one for the other competition? I’m assuming it’s not me,” Dane asked.

Oh yes, a winner was chosen hours ago, Makkari replied with a smirk.

“Well, who is it?” Ajak demanded.

“After much deliberation, the winner is… Karun!” Druig joked, which elicited groans from Ajak and Sersi and giggles from Makkari. Once she had gathered herself again, Makkari announced, The winner is Sersi!

Sersi seemed genuinely surprised, even as Dane and Druig offered their congratulations. Ajak, however, was not readily accepting of this outcome.

“I demand a redo! Do I not know more signs than Sersi?” she asked.

“Yeah, I’m confused,” Sersi agreed.

The rules were whoever learns the most sign language in a week wins. Ajak may know more, but she had a head start. Sersi has come much further in a week, Makkari explained. Besides, Ajak’s definitely going to get Star Baker this week, so she doesn’t need the win.

While it still took some convincing, Ajak eventually conceded victory to Sersi.

Congrats to Sersi! 🎉🎉🎉Hm, our group is getting a bit small, though, isn't it? Hope you enjoyed this chapter!

Part 13

#lovelyfanatical shares #drukkari gbbo au #drukkari #druig x makkari #eternals fanfiction #eternals #darcy is onto something #druig is so gone #ajak and sersi are both queens

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