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frostyyart · 9 months
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painting pfp commish for a friend <3
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cutielando · 6 months
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the smooth operation ~ carlos sainz
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Summary: You reminisce about the start of your relationship with Carlos, which he likes to call "the smooth operation."
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"Remember when we first met?" you randomly asked Carlos as you were laying on the couch together, watching the new season of the Formula 1 Netflix documentary.
"I do, why?" he asked, confused.
"Just thinking about how far we've come" you shrugged, snuggling further into his warm chest.
"I did make you a deal that you just couldn't refuse. The Smooth Operation of Carlos Sainz was a success" he proudly stated, making you laugh.
"That was the farthest thing from smooth, mi amor" you said between giggles, watching his now offended face.
"How dare you, I was the smoothest gentleman ever" he tried to sound serious but you knew he was trying to hold in his laughter as well.
"Whatever you say, amor"
"Do you remember when...?"
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Flashback ~ 4 years prior
The paddock was busier than you ever expected. If you thought the teams looked busy on the livestreams and TV, it was nothing compared to real life.
"Hello, can I help you?" a red-haired woman snapped you out of your thoughts, looking at you with a confused face as to why you were in the Ferrari garage.
"Sorry, my name is Y/N, I'm the PR intern. I was supposed to find-"
"Me. You were supposed to find me. Welcome aboard, Y/N. Buckle up, this is going to be a bumpy drive" she said and motioned for you to follow her.
You took one last glance at the busy garage full of engineers back and forth before you followed the woman. 
Having been so focused on not getting lost, you didn't even realize where you were going which led to you crashing into a very toned body. You would've fallen had the stranger not caught you.
"Careful there, Miss" the strong Spanish accent spoke in your ear, instantly making your eyes widen.
You could've recognized that voice in a million, the accent making it obvious. You had just crashed into Carlos Sainz, the Ferrari driver.
"I'm so sorry, I didn't watch where I was going" you excused yourself once you stood on your two feet, finally looking up into his warm chocolate brown eyes.
"I haven't seen you around here" he noted, his expression cutely confused.
"I'm the PR intern. I was supposed to follow this red-haired woman down to her office but I lost sight of her and now I don't know where I'm supposed to go" you smiled sheepishly, making Carlos chuckle and nod.
"I can take you there, come on" he put a hand on the small of your back and started walking with you.
He didn't realize it, but his hand on your back was making you lose your mind. THE Carlos Sainz was actually talking to you. No, he was TOUCHING you.
You could've fainted at that alone.
"You don't have to, I'm sure you're busy with other stuff. I'll manage on my own" you hurried to say, knowing he most probably had better things to do than parade around with you.
"Nonsense, it would be my pleasure" he explained, flashing you a big smile as you continued to walk through the garage.
After a minute, you stopped in front of an office, and you could see the woman you had talked to earlier sitting at her desk and talking to someone on the phone.
"Thank you for showing me around" you said, turning to face him.
"No need to thank me, it was my pleasure. I'll see you around" he said and leaned in, kissing your cheek before walking away.
Your face was red as the Ferrari colors, your cheeks were warm and your eyes were wide, staring at the spot where he last stood.
You reached down and pinched yourself, making sure that what just happened wasn't all in your imagination.
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Flashback - 4 years ago, 2 weeks after meeting
Your belly hurt because of how much you had been laughing, Carlos following suit.
He had asked you out for dinner a couple of days prior after he had won a race, and you didn't have the heart to refuse him and celebrating his win with him.
"I don't remember the last time someone made me laugh so much" you said once your laughter died down, the smile still prominent on your face.
"I could say the same, it's been a while since I've been out with someone" he confessed, leaning back in his chair.
You admired him for a moment, taking in his beautiful facial features, admiring the way his white shirt hugged his toned body, the way his hair looked so soft and fell so beautifully on his eyes.
In your opinion, he looked just like Prince Eric from the Little Mermaid, your favorite childhood story.
"You're an amazing man, Carlos" the words rolled off your tongue before you could even realize what you were saying.
The smile that appeared on his lips was so radiant, making you feel all fuzzy on the inside knowing you were the one who caused it.
"You're the most wonderful person I have ever met" he took your hand that was resting on the table and brought it to his lips, kissing it lovingly.
Your eyes were stuck on his, a subtle blush coating your cheeks.
Before the night ended, Carlos walked you to your hotel room where you were staying, wanting to make sure you got there safely.
"I had a wonderful time tonight" you confessed once you stopped at your hotel room door, leaning back against it.
"Me too. I hope we can do it again" he proposed, making your heartbeat quicken and your palms sweaty.
"What will the team think of this? I practically work for you, this goes against work ethics. They'd make us stop seeing each other" you wondered out loud, the question having been nagging at you ever since you agreed to go out with him.
"They wouldn't and they won't. If they see we are happy together, they will leave us alone. Plus, they know better than to piss me or Charles off. We could walk away any time, they wouldn't risk it" he explained, making you bite your lips and chuckle.
"Okay then" you said and leaned up, pecking his lips slightly before hurriedly opening your door and stepping inside the room.
Once inside, you rested your back against the door and bit your lips, trying to suppress the stupid smile that was fighting its way to your lips.
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Present
"We've come a long way since then" you commented as you found yourself back in the arms of the man you love, smiling at all the memories.
"We have. And the future is only just beginning" he said and kissed your head, burying his face in your hair.
Maybe your relationship wasn't the most perfect all the time, but it was yours, and you wouldn't trade it for the world.
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pannacatto · 2 years
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Memories to celebrate Jim Day: When Orange Cassidy wanted some smooches at the start of this match and ended up accidentally kissing Chuck Taylor <3
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alearicci · 9 months
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“she looks like a devil” – CL16
pairings: charles leclerc x oc!ann rhine
note: tysm for 35 readers, I'm very VERY happy and I am sure that this is just the beginning
part two?
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Ann Rhine stood in front of a full-length mirror in her lavishly appointed dressing room located in her penthouse. Before her exit to the car waiting for her downstairs, there was very little time left, and she took it to take one last look in the mirror and make sure that she looked good. And she looked really gorgeous.
Her long, loose brown locks were styled in elegant waves that fell easily over her shoulders. The light from the chandeliers above reflected off her perfectly manicured nails, which perfectly matched the ruby red shade of her lipstick and outfit. Her deep brown eyes, accentuated by smoky shadows, shone with anticipation of the upcoming evening.
Having changed her position, Ann could not help but appreciate her choice of evening attire. The dress was a real work of art, carefully selected from her personal collection of designer clothes. It clung to the curves of her perfect body in all the right places, emphasizing her slender figure and radiating sophistication. The dress had a deep neckline that effectively showed off her cleavage area, adding a touch of charm and passion to her image as a whole.
To complete her look, Ann chose a pair of sparkling diamond earrings that gracefully hung from her earlobes. The expensive diamonds were brilliantly cut, reflecting the light and casting a soft glow on her sharp collarbones. Her wrists were decorated with matching diamond bracelets, each of which reflected the light and added an additional touch to her overall image.
She couldn't help but feel excited and anxious as she prepared for the large-scale evening that awaited her today. It wasn't just a party; it was a special event, a charity event where celebrities from many walks of life graced the place to raise money from their visit for a good cause. The organizer was one of the most influential people in the world, which is why Ann's expectations were high. She was especially eager to see the Formula 1 drivers, because their names were also on the guest list.
Ann has attended races more than once because of sponsorship with one of the teams. Her father's company, which passed to her after his death, signed a large contract with AMG Mercedes, which is why she could often be seen in the paddock of this team. Especially, the journalists clung to the fact that she liked to spend time in the company of Lewis Hamilton. There were all kinds of headlines, they were credited with an affair, a fictitious marriage, divorce and many different things, but no one talked about the true reason. Lewis and Ann were very good friends.
And it was Lewis who instilled in her a love of racing. Of course, he very brazenly provided her with a cap with his racing number, which made the rumors grow even stronger around them, but not about that now. Ann really liked the atmosphere of racing, this adrenaline flowing through her veins, this riding at high speeds. She herself dreamed of getting behind the wheel of a car to feel this drive, but doing business did not give her the opportunity to live a little for herself.
When she received an invitation to attend this evening, she initially wanted to refuse, she has no time to attend such events, in principle, she is not a frequent guest of various parties. The duties of the director have other plans for her account. Her assistant convinced her to change her mind, because attending this event would be a good sign in the future PR company of Ann's organization. Therefore, I had to adjust the already tight schedule a little in order to smile and talk with the cream of society for several hours.
Shaking her head, dismissing the sudden thoughts that she might still write that she was ill and not go, Ann picked up her purse, turned off the light and hurriedly left the dressing room, heels clicking on the floor. After warning the housekeeper that she would arrive soon, the girl hurriedly headed for the luxury car.
The personal driver who saw her approach immediately got out of the car and opened the door for her to get in. She threw him a quiet "thank you" to which he nodded seriously and closed the door, returning to the driver's seat.
The whole trip passed in silence. Ann looked out the window and wondered if everyone invited would come. Their number exceeded fifty people, which could not surprise and terrify at the same time.
There were actors, singers, and many other celebrities. Ann wasn't supposed to be there at all, but Toto insisted that she be among the guests. After all, part of their team and part of their budget.
The car stopped in front of a majestic mansion. The red carpet was laid, there were too many photographers and journalists. There was already another car in front of them, which, as Ann realized, belonged to Pierre Gasly, the Alpine F1 team racer. His girlfriend Kika came with him and together they looked very cute and harmonious. The crowd immediately greeted them with enthusiastic sighs, and the photographers did not know how to touch each other in order to be closer to the Frenchman and make the best shots with him and his beloved.
Finally, it was Ann's turn to come out. James, her driver and bodyguard in one person, again helpfully helped her out and she, a little embarrassed, gracefully waved her fingers to everyone present. James offered her an elbow, which she accepted and they went inside.
"Miss, you look just fine. I'm sorry to break our contract of silence, but I couldn't help but say it."
"Thank you, James." Ann smiled gently and continued. "I'll leave you to have fun while I go say hello to the right people."
"Okay, miss, I'm here, remember that."
When they were inside the mansion, the energy in the room changed. The conversations subsided, heads turned, and all eyes were riveted on her exit. No one expected Ann Rhine to be there.
She herself did not expect this and smiled at everyone with the most affected smile in her life.
After examining those at the party, Ann noticed a lot of both familiar and completely unfamiliar faces. The look immediately found Lewis, as always, as if he had stepped off the cover of a fashion magazine, who, surprisingly, stood alone a little apart from everyone. Deciding to join an old acquaintance, Ann takes a glass of champagne and goes to Hamilton.
"Who do I see..."
"Oh my God, Ann!" Lewis exclaimed happily and hurried to hug his girlfriend. She kissed him lightly on the cheek, but did not touch it, so as not to stain it with red lipstick.
"Yes, it's me. I've missed you so much, champ."
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Two more racers were standing not far from them. The two drivers of the Scuderia Ferrari are Charles Leclerc and Carlos Sainz. They had a relaxed and friendly conversation while the main celebration had not yet begun.
While Charles was talking to his close friend in the middle of a glamorous evening, his attention couldn't help but be drawn to Ann Rhine. His gaze involuntarily wandered in her direction, captivated by her undeniable beauty and charismatic presence.
When Carlos began to talk about the recent race, Charles found that his thoughts were moving again and again to Ann. He admired how easily she seemed to attract attention, and her aura seemed to radiate confidence and grace. Her every movement was graceful and refined, attracting the attention of everyone around her. He couldn't help but be intrigued by her attractive personality, a unique trait of many celebrities he met.
"It seems to me that if I had stormed later then, everything would have turned out differently."
"Or you would have met your favorite gravel," Charles finally replied and grinned, sipped some champagne from his glass.
"Buddy, don't make me throw the contents of this glass in your face... What do you think about the new updates?"
"I think they're... Mmm... Quite good"
While Charles continued to listen to his friend, his attention remained distracted. He couldn't help but glance at Ann, admiring how easily she blended in with the other guests, making an indelible impression on every person she talked to. Her alluring presence was mesmerizing, drawing people to her like a moth to a fire.
"Wait, who are you looking at so intently and why not at me?" Carlos turned around to look at the one his partner couldn't take his eyes off. "Aah... Ann Rhine. I didn't expect to see her here. Are you surprised too, since you can't take your eyes off her?"
The more Charles watched her from afar, the more his curiosity grew. He wondered what it would be like to share a deeper connection with someone as radiant as Ann. Her sincere smile combined with her intelligent conversation awakened the desire for meaningful communication among the whirlwind of the celebrity world.
"She's absolutely amazing, isn't she? I had the pleasure of talking to her earlier. She is not only beautiful, but also incredibly smart and witty. It's really nice to see her here."
"Really? What was it like talking to her?"
"To be honest, it was quite amazing and short-lived, as she had to return to her duties. Did you hear that a few years ago she had to take responsibility and continue her father's work? We had a great conversation about her work and life in general. I was genuinely impressed by its depth and authenticity."
"She seems to be older than you?"
"Yes, she's 29. Don't ask me how I know that."
"Oh. And she looks younger."
"I agree. But she's an insanely spectacular girl."
"I support it."
"So will you approach her? Or can I get ahead of you and spend the evening in her company?"
"You'll do fine, man. See, she's talking to Lewis."
"I see I have good eyesight. Well, you keep burning her with your eyes, and I'll go to the Lando. Haven't seen him for a long time." Carlos said and, clinking glasses with his friend, hurried to Norris.
Charles had no choice but to temporarily occupy himself with looking at either Ann or the champagne bubbles in his glass.
Finally, fortunately for him, Ann was left alone.
She noticed his eyes on her and winked at him. then, she casually adjusted the hem of her dress, exposing her thigh. Charles swallowed noisily and hurriedly turned away to straighten his trousers carefully.
This was his chance.
But he was quickly overtaken by another man, forcing Monegasque to swear under his breath.
Something had to be done urgently.
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jarofchaos · 3 months
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[December 11, 2023]
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HEY PRETTY PEOPLE
Pretty sure I've told you about Everett Barrington before but fINALLYYYY after all this time I managed to finish his official introduction post! MEET EVY, an amazing character created by @/chaisdreamery on Insa
Stay tuned to meet Ian MacKenna. Him and Everett are inseparable ;p
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rainyrefrain · 9 months
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i thought i'd share one of my favourite sims on here
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skinblend + eyes 💚
@daylifesims @serenity-cc @pralinesims @miikocc @b0t0xbrat
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The 2 inspirations for this stupid silly oc named Scheme:
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1: In Forza Horizon 4 i have this modified Dodge Challenger Hellcat. It can go up to 370km/h (229mph). The colour of it is black which i still use for his Pre-Cars version.
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(I love this car so much)
2: The colour is based on an whole different car. It's an Ferarri i have in Forza Horizon 5. I just rlly liked the pattern and colours and decided it wouly fit good on Scheme.
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bushflannelsart · 7 months
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My boys Davith Dundrag and dragonborn Forza Highnote.
I'm still not over the season 2 finale of Our Flag Means Death, and the only way I've been grasping onto my last shred of sanity is by furiously making content of my own characters being sickeningly sweet. Anyways, excuse me while I continue to cry over Con O'Neill singing La Vie en Rose.
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wolfen-arts · 7 months
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An OC sketch of Samuel Bartholomew and Miles(TC's OC) that I still like getting cozy in the cold.
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frostyyart · 9 months
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'nother commish
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cutielando · 5 months
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about time ~ carlos sainz
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Summary: You and Carlos had been friends for years, but everyone could see that there much more than meets the eye. Carlos' cousin decided to do something about it and push you in the right direction.
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Everyone who knew you and Carlos could tell that you were very much in love with each other.
Well, everyone but the two of you.
You and Carlos had been friends for many years, even prior to him joining Formula 1. You had kept in touch even after he started travelling the world, you often flew out to his races when your schedule would allow it, you would vacation together.
Typical stuff that best friends do.
However, what everyone else could see were the stolen glances when you thought nobody was looking, the little gestures you thought nobody noticed, the extra special attention he would give you whenever you were out, how your eyes sparkled when you talked about the other.
Everything.
It was annoying how oblivious both you and the Spaniard seemed to be.
Carlito, the nicknamed you had for Carlos' cousin in order to tell them apart, had had enough of it and decided that maybe, just maybe, you needed a push in the right direction.
And so the planning began.
You had gotten a message from Carlito asking you to meet him at a restaurant in downtown Las Vegas where the current Grand Prix was being held to discuss something very important.
Coincidentally, Carlos got the same exact message from his cousin, asking him to meet at the same restaurant at the same exact hour as you.
Once you got to the restaurant, you looked around but couldn't spot your long-time friend, so you asked the hostess for your reservation.
Not even 5 minutes after you had been seated, Carlos appears out of nowhere, looking equally as confused as you did.
"Y/N? What are you doing here?" he asked while he shrug off his jacked and draped it over the back of his chair before taking a seat across from you.
"I could ask you the same question. I was supposed to meet Carlito to talk about something tonight" you explained, watching his eyebrows furrow with even more confusion than before.
"I was supposed to meet him to discuss something important as well" his voice was quiet and he seemed deep in thought.
Just before you could say anything else, a waited came by and dropped off an envelope for the two of you, and you could recognize Carlito's handwriting on it.
You took the envelope and opened it, finding a note inside which made a blush coat your cheeks.
"What does it say?" Carlos asked once he saw your reaction to the note.
"Dear Y/N and Carlos, seeing as the two of you are too blind or stupid to see that you are undeniably in love with each other, we have decided to take matters into our own hands. Consider this your very first official date, no excuses. Have fun and wrap it up! Love, Carlitos" you read out loud so he could hear, and his eyes widened when you finished.
Neither of you knew what to say, the only thing you could do was steal glances at each other, both of you blushing to no end.
You were the first one to clear your throat, but Carlos spoke before you could even think of anything you could say.
"He's right" his thick accent made your heart skip a beat, your eyes tingling.
"What?" you were in disbelief.
Carlos loved you? THE Carlos Sainz Jr. was in love with you? He loved you as well? No, yo must be dreaming, that can't be real.
"You heard me" 
"Maybe he was right about me too" you spoke, the words rolling off your tongue with ease.
You spent a couple of seconds looking at each other in silence, but it felt like an eternity. You didn't acknowledge anyone around you, feeling like you were the only ones in the whole restaurant in your own little bubble.
"Then we should do exactly as my cousin suggested" he offered you a smile before calling the waiter, ordering the both of you the top notch wine and their most exquisite delicacies that he knew you would enjoy.
As the hours went by and the evening faded into the night, the bond between you and Carlos was reaching a whole new level.
You were discovering each other in ways you didn't even realize you could, learning so many new things about one another from a whole new perspective on things.
As you were getting ready to pack up and leave, Carlos offered you his hand, which you gladly took. It wasn't like you had never held hands before. You had, on several occasions, but never like this.
You had never paid attention to how soft his hands were, how much bigger they were than your petite ones, how comfortable you felt while holding his hand and letting him lead you to wherever he wanted to go with you.
You now savored in the feeling of his hand holding yours, a feeling you didn't know you would ever be able to feel with him.
"What happens now?" you asked Carlos once you had arrived back at his hotel room in the heart of Las Vegas.
He took a seat next to you on the bed, putting his hand on your knee and caressing it lightly.
"What do you want to happen?" ever the gentleman.
"I would want to see where this goes, if we're being honest. I love you and have done so for a while now. We managed to survive this long being friends, what's to say we couldn't survive something more?" you were nervous actually saying it out loud, but the soft caress of Carlos' hand soothed you.
"I want to try, too"
You had never been happier to hear those words in your entire life.
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The next day at the paddock, everyone could sense the change in the air.
The smile you both sported, holding each other's hands, staying close to each other and whispering in each other's ear as you neared the Ferrari garage didn't go unnoticed by anyone.
"Well?" Carlitos asked as soon as you were within a small distance from him.
"Well what?" you played dumb for a minute.
"You know what I mean. Did you finally get your head out of your ass and make a move?" his question was directed to your boyfriend, who looked offended for a second.
Wow, your boyfriend. What a nice change.
"Shut up" Carlos mumbled as he started to retreat to his driver's room, pulling you along with him.
"I knew it!"
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v0eko · 8 months
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hello this is my blog I talk about so many things you won't even believe
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theonephun211 · 2 years
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Here’s a variation of one of my Persona, Phire.
This is his Street Racer variant, which I use when playing Racing games.
Simple, sweet, just a fun Character I created and choose to use as my personal Avatar.
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themhac · 1 year
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il modo in cui tutte le persone che ryan o marissa frequentano a un certo punto spariscono per forze avverse e mai perché un* dei due dice di avere ancora dei sentimenti per l'altr* cioè ma io dico boh
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jarofchaos · 3 months
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[January 12, 2024]
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SORRY FOR BEIN LATE BUT HE IS HEREEEE
Meet my boy Ian MacKenna <33
You've seen him before but I redesigned him and changed his team so um yeah. His history with Everett Barrington remains mostly the same though ;)
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