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summary: ferrari wins in monza thanks to sebastian vettel's wife
a/n: seb my baby
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f1news today we race in Monza and there is hope for Ferrari! since the new team manager of Scuderia Ferrari, y/n y/ln - vettel, took the reins, things are looking better for our favorite red team. the streets are buzzing with anticipation: the rumors of y/n taking the team to the top of the constructor's championship aren't little, and the whispers of y/ln's husband, the retired driver sebastian vettel, being present at today's race are getting louder.
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user1 vamos ferrari ❤️🇮🇹🚘
user2 y/n literally saved ferrari
user3 seby/n content pleaseee
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scuderiaferrari Charles Leclerc won the Italian Grand Prix! and Carlos Sainz close, finishing second!
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user6 Y/N TRULY IS OUR SAVIOUR
charles_leclerc thank you y/n ❤️ ferrari isn't the same without you
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sebastianvettel Ich bin so stolz auf dich. Ich kann nicht glauben, dass alle deine Träume wahr geworden sind, meine Liebe. Für immer dankbar, dass ich dich meine Frau nennen darf. Ich liebe dich bis zum Mond und bis zum Saturn ❤️
(i am so proud of you. i cant believe all of your dreams came true, my love. forever thankful that i can call you my wife. i love you to the moon and to saturn.)
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f1news after today's victory, iconic husband and wife duo y/n y/ln - vettel and sebastian vettel have been seen entering two-michelin star restaurant in Rome. congrats to the beautiful couple!
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user7 MY PARENTS
landonorris mama y papa
-> user8 LANDO????
user9 THE f1 couple
user0 🔥
#book recommendations#bookworm#x reader#f1 x reader#f1#formula 1#formula one#sebastian vettel x you#sebastian vettel x reader#sebastian vettel
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Cuddles with a croc
I do not own the art or characters
whom: Sebek x gn!reader
TW: nsfw? if you squint hard enough
word count: 791
request: He gets turned into a camen in alchemy class, we’re one of only 3 responsible-ish people on campus, so crewl has us watch him, but doesn’t tell us what’s going on cuz he’s in a hurry. Croc in a blanket burrito, lots of Steve Irwin behavior from us and lots of kisses on the snoot, crewl takes croc back, Sebek now gets quiet and turns bright red when we’re around lol
Thank you lovely @anunholyabomination for requesting this! I hope you like it since it's my first time writing a fanfic lol. Remember to drink lots of water and get lots of sleep so you can stay beautiful you!
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It was any normal day in Alchemy class with Sebek. He was yelling at his poor partner for being an idiot and putting the wrong ingredient into the transformation potion till thick green smoke started to form. “HUMAN! WHY ARE YOU BAC-” Before poor Sebek could possibly continue destroying his classmates' ears the caldron explodes, covering the room in the thick green smoke. Slowly the smoke clears revealing a small caiman sitting where Sebek should have been standing.
Here you were peacefully sitting in Ramshackle relaxing on your very much needed day off when you heard a knock at the door. You gently move Grim off of your chest, careful not to wake the sleeping cat thing. You still had no idea what kind of species to identify Grim as. He could be a feline- aaaand now the knocking on the door is even louder and frantic. “Coming! Hold on!” You quickly responded as you rushed to open the door. You opened the door to reveal an equally tired looking Crewel holding a bundled up blanket that seemed to be emitting chirping like sounds…wait was that a caiman?! “Here pup, take care of him for me” Crewel simply shoved the bundled up caiman into your arms and leaves.
“But I don’t- sigh well I guess I’m gonna have to figure out how to take care of you myself.” You look down at the small caiman and coo at its cute little face. “Awww, you’re just a little guy~ Oh! I should totally give you a cute name to fit that little face!”. Poor Sebek, now he has to be cuddled by this human! Well maybe the cuddles won't be that bad. “Hmmm, y’know you remind me a lot of friends….plus you’re just as cute as him!” The caiman looks up at you as if he understood who you were talking about. “Your name should be like his, what about Seby?” Yuu looked into the caiman’s eyes and understood it didn’t seem to enjoy the name. “Don’t judge me! I’m bad at names…” You pout, trying to think of a name the small creature would enjoy. “What about Sebok then?” The caiman moves its head as if it was nodding. “Sebok it is!” You held Sebok close and kissed his little snoot.
You had put Sebok on the couch and wrapped him up in more blankets so he would stay warm since you remembered how an Australian guy on tv had said caiman have to stay at least around 97 degrees and no more than 104 degrees. “I wonder how a caiman possibly got into NRC especially when it feels like the dead of winter out there.” You look down at Sebok and giggle when he starts to make the same chirping like sound from earlier. “I really should send a picture of your cute little face to Sebek, you’re just too adorable!” You lean down and start kissing Sebok’s little head while making exaggerated kissing sounds. Thankfully Grim was still asleep so he couldn’t see this disgustingly sweet action and get jealous. Sebok didn’t seem to mind the kisses that much, he actually seemed to enjoy them.
A few hours passed of you showering Sebok in kisses and cuddles. “Oh my! It’s already past twelve!” You quickly pick up Sebok and the somehow still sleeping Grim and head upstairs to your room. You placed both Grim and Sebok on the bed before looking through your dresser to find some sleepwear. You start to undress and take off your undergarments so you could put on clean ones. Once you finish changing you turn around and find Sebok frozen in place. “Oh? Are you ok little one? Are you cold?” You sit down on the bed and put Sebok in your lap. “I’ll warm you up” You smile as Sebok nuzzles into your body and slowly starts to drift off. When the small caiman finally falls into a slumber you pull the covers over the two of you and slowly start to fall asleep yourself.
It has been a week since Crewel had taken Sebok from you. Even though you only took care of the caiman for a day you felt really attached to him. You also noticed how Sebek would blush when he was near you. The poor thing would always storm off while hiding his boner. Perhaps one of these days he would get rid of this burden by telling you how he feels….well of course after he’s had some fun with you in the janitor's closet or an empty classroom. If not Lilia will have to intervene so he can get the grandchildren he wants. Hm? Why did you get an invitation from Sebek to come have tea at Diasomnia?
#twisted wonderland#twst#disney twisted wonderland#disney twst#sebek zigvolt#sebek zigvolt x reader#hail croc sebek#i live laugh love sebek
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PART 13
of the dfk audiobook translation
@cnka
Matze: „You know, maybe you need to do something that nobody else dares to do.“
Uli: „What do you mean?“
Matze: „Something unexpected I guess. …I don’t know, think of something!“
Narrator (audiobook):
It leaves us hoping this advice won’t end up disastrous.
Martina hurries to the house of the Kreuzkamms. Herr Kreuzkamm is playing with his little son in front of the entrance, who is sitting in the drivers seat of a small VW Bus while Herr Kreuzkamm secures a surf board on the roof.
Little son: „Vroom! Vrrroooom!“
Herr Kreuzkamm: „Huh? Do you want to honk?“
Martina, out of breath: „Hello? Herr Kreuzkamm?“
Herr Kreuzkamm: „Hello. Yes?“
Martina: „Is Ruda home?“
Herr Kreuzkamm: „Well, that’s a lot going on today. First the whole gang tramples through our house. Then someone wanted the keys to the rowing club. Then someone wanted a climbing rope. And now you?“
Martina: „Is Ruda still here?“
Herr Kreuzkamm: „Yeah, she’s up in her room. You can go in, the door‘s open.“
Martina: „Thank you.“
Narrator (audiobook):
Martina hurries up the stairs, enters the house and opens Ruda's door.
Narrator (audiobook):
She’s sitting at her desk and turns around emphatically bored.
Ruda: (sighs) „What do you want.“
Martina: „You have to release Jo.“
Ruda: „Oh, really?“
Martina: „Yes.“
Ruda: „You used our skating rink. Egerland saw you. And that’s why we took your best friend!“
Martina: „What?! You guys are crazy!“
Ruda: „This is our proposal. We want the wagon.“
Martina: „Can’t we just make peace for once? Is that so hard?!“
Ruda: „Internals and Externs don’t mix. Have never mixed. You’ll learn it.“
Martina: „Yeah? Then we’ll free her by force.“
Ruda: „By force? How cute. I can’t wait so see that. Doctor's daughter.“
Martina: „I’m-”
Ruda: „You don’t even know where Jo is.“
SCENE CHANGE
Narrator (audiobook):
Sebi, Musti and another Extern have tied Jo to a chair in a boat house by the lake.
Sebi: „So, we need to go now. You’re provided for. Watch over her.“
Jo: „No, you can’t just leave me alone like this!! Let me go!“
Narrator (audiobook):
Sebi and Musti leave the boat house while the third one stays with Jo and keeps staring at her incessantly.
Jo: „What are you staring at?!“
SCENE CHANGE
The Nichtraucher theme plays while he walks through grass with a towel over his shoulder.
Narrator (Nichtraucher):
When I get stuck with my story, I smoke. Or I go for a swim or play piano.
Narrator (Nichtraucher):
Um. You should swim or play piano, forget about the smoking thing! I’ve wanted to quit for a long time!
In any case, I went outside and knew how the story continued.
The Internals and Externs have gathered at the lake shore in seperate groups.
Internal: „Dude, what do we do now?“
Martina runs up to them.
Martina, out of breath: „There’s no other way! Didn’t find a solution. They want the wagon now.“
Matze: „Never! Jo wouldn’t have let that happen.“
Ruda runs up to the other Externs and greets Musti.
Matze: „We need to fight this out.“
Narrator (audiobook):
The Externs have also arrived now, and like in a group duel the two parties stand face to face at the lake shore.
Suddenly, Robert appears, who wants to take a bath.
Nichtraucher, in a completely nonchalant tone: „What’s going on here?“
Martina: „They kidnapped Jo!“
Matze: „This will be a battle.“
Nichtraucher: „You want to fight? …Meinetwegen. But don’t think I’ll stitch up your injured. I hope your all vaccinated against Tetanus.“
Martina: „Are you a doctor?“
Nichtraucher: (annoyed sigh) „Tell me, can’t you just let two representatives fight this thing out? Each group sends one… and who falls off the bridge first… loses. Hm?“
#das fliegende klassenzimmer#dfk 2023 audiobook translation#das fliegende klassenzimmer 2023#dfk#mine#hes such an icon 😭#im obsessed with him#and once again i have to mourn that english doesn’t have a formal and informal You#it feels so significant that martina uses the informal You here#just like jo did when they filmed. and when they first met it was the formal You
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The results are in!
Thank you guys for sending us your votes for the Halloween Costume Contest! Here are the prizes and winners for each category!
WINNERS:
best costume:
1st - Mack Montgomery as Slenderman (@mackmontgomery)
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best couple:
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most creative:
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2nd - Cricket Campbell as Mia Thermopolis (@cricketcampbell)
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sexiest costume:
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All winners will also get a voucher for a free night of drinks at Sharky's
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2023 Fic Year in Review
thank you for tagging me @smooth-boob 🥺
(So I assume all the questions refer to fics completed in 2023?)
List of Fics Completed this Year
Through Life and Death (and In Between) (simi)
The Ghost in These Halls (anthony angst, some a&b)
Benedict's Apothecary (a&b and some c)
Breathe (a&b)
A Is for Annoying (a&b)
Benedict with sideburns (a&b)
Benedict teaching Anthony how to paint, and Anthony teaching him how to do household accounts (a&b)
Missing scene from 1x04 (anthony and violet)
A fic where Colin argues with Anthony about going on a Grand Tour rather than going to Oxford (a and c)
A oneshot from the cfs!Anthony fic universe... (a and c)
That nd!anthony fic which i posted and had up for a few hours and then put on private
(Er... then I found more fics...)
(stff245) suicidal Anthony at Christmas (damn I should've posted this at xmas lol, it's just where Violet is drunk and yells at him and says she wishes it had been Anthony who had died rather than Edmund)
(stff246) more suicidal Anthony
(Um... I could post those last two actually maybe (though it would be fun to post the xmas one at xmas)... also they made me realise that my more recent a&b short fics are shit lmfao (hopefully that doesn't also apply to a/b fic........ i mean, maybe that one's safe because it's also anthony angst, although of a different sort (i should write more anthony (+ family) angst... (or I should stop posting shitty fics))))
Number of Words Written
This is for non-WIPs I presume and only for the fics I completed in 2023. 17260 unless I miscalculated.
Your Most Popular Fic
The Ghost in These Halls
Your Personal Fave
The Ghost in These Halls
Your Fave Scene
...I don't think I have one. Not from the fics that were completed in 2023 anyway.
A Fic or Scene that Challenged You
The first section of The Ghost in These Halls, I rewrote that so many times (the bit where Violet starts laying into him). Also, the second section with Benedict... towards the end of it when they're berating each other, that took a while to get out (I kept leaving it for later and coming back to it when I was inspired, and just slowly kept chipping away at it)
A Line of Writing You’re Proud Of
I have more in the WIPs/abandoned fics lmao. ffs. (like, the time loop fic where anthony attempts suicide again and benedict walks in on him/watches him die... and the cfs fic where anthony comforts daphne (and colin and benedict are there too)... and that one line from the madhouse fic about the vase of water shattering a rainbow on the wall... OH and how could i forget that paragraph from the ~benedict the artist -fic)
But uh. Actually I found one, from a fic I haven't posted (yet?); I just saw it again tonight so it feels fresh (he = Anthony, ofc):
The sunlit meadows of his childhood turn to ash, the treehouse is rotting and crumbling beneath his feet, his father sighs and looks down at him in disappointment, his mother levels him with an accusing stare. And he’s only fifteen, six, ten, four; these are his first memories and this is how it’s always been; his brothers and sisters have always hated him, he’s always been a tyrant, he’s always made them unhappy, he’s never really belonged.
A Comment that Touched You
All the lovely comments I got in 2023 on sebis fic! Holy shit. Every time I get a new nice one, it just makes my day, Which, for me, means I am happy for at most an hour, because I'm generally a miserable person, unfortunately.
Also, the nice comments on The Ghost in These Halls were lovely too. Except for that one iffy did-you-actually-like-the-fic-or-not comment
Something that Inspired Your Writing
Anthonyyyy. Anthony + angst (Anthony and Violet, Anthony and family...). Anthony and Benedictttttt
Your proudest accomplishment (that one scene; finally finishing that one fic; posting your first fic; etc):
Probably the Ghost in These Halls. It's the only fic (so far?) where I wrote the sections out of order. Also, I guess getting my head around Anthony is a nice accomplishment, because it let me write the Ghost in These Halls.
For the uh WIP fics, proudest accomplishment would be writing so much goddamn smut and actually being told that it's hot?????? eyyyy. good achievement for someone who's either (panromantic) ace or a lesbian
Do You Have Any Writing Goals for Next Year?
Yeah. Keep writing a/b fic :3 And fucking get back to the ~benedict the artist -fic.
As for... improving my writing... I feel like I can get rambly. Or make things very long, somehow. Like a/b fic. But that's also just pure indulgence on my part... I don't want that fic to end 🥺 (When else am I gonna have such a good setup where I can have my cake AND eat it? (aka have anthony/benedict as a normal couple with class differences to overcome and then them finding out that they're brothers and then i get to explore the incest side of it LMAO))
Uh also... I want to learn/remember that 1. when you're tired, you should stop pointlessly poking at the fic and you may think everything is bad/wrong when it's not, and 2. I feel like I need to learn the difference between what I want to see in an upcoming section vs what I want to cover in an upcoming section in a plot-relevant way. Because... I did a checklist of things I needed to cover for sebis fic, and it worked so well, so I've sorta been doing that for other fics, but now I'm starting to think that maybe the checklist only works if you have some plot points to cover (like sebis fic did), whereas e.g. if you want a certain thing to happen at this point in the story (e.g. something specific you want in a smut scene, or ... you want benedict to give anthony one of his poetry notebooks ~right now in the upcoming scene for example)... then maybe it isn't so good because you're trying to force the characters to do something that they're not ready to do instead of listening to what they want to do. Idk. I'm still sorting this out in my head.
Anyway.
Tagging @lucktofate @suspendingtime @wolfsbanesbite @effervescentdragon @4xmulti21champion and anyone else who wants to do it~!
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i am, respectfully, asking for The Thoughts. (good luck on the assignments in case u are doing those though! 🍀)
hello anon. hello @antimonyandthyme who also asked about this. thank you for the luck on the assignments!!! for the record they're like. fic assignments. not school assignments. i am very much just having writers block but i wrote this! and now i am tired. and still have assignments. send help lmfao
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(nsfw + content notes under the cut <;3)
content notes: martian, small dick seb <3
my first thought was how relatively clean his nails were.
my second thought was how they’d look around his cock, when it’s soft and small and framed by his cute hipbones and a thatch of hair and nothing else as he thumbs the head idly, just resting his hand there, really, in bed waiting for mark to come out of the shower and come to bed already.
mark would, finally, and he'd cast a very pointed look towards seb’s fondling. it would send a blush down seb’s bare chest, hairier than it used to be, with softness in all the right places and strength in places mark loves to tame, places that still make him wild after all this time.
“enjoying yourself?” mark might say. or maybe he wouldn’t say anything, and seb would just splay his legs open wider and thumb his head until he stiffened up before their eyes. he’d stroke himself, too, his small hand and his nimble fingers wrapping around himself just right, perfectly proportioned so his tip peeks out of his fist, a pink tease as his hand twists.
“are you just going to stand there and watch?” seb might say. or maybe he’d whine instead, needy and with a gasp at the end, and mark would stalk over to the bed, seb watching him the whole way, his hand still moving between his legs, his thighs clenching and his tongue darting out to lick his lips.
seb’s face would be turned up to look at mark when he reached the side of the bed, his eyes twinkling and his brows drawn up.
“need a hand?” mark might ask, a laugh behind the husk in his voice. or maybe he’d kiss seb instead, to feel seb’s beard against his skin and to nip seb’s tongue with a flash of teeth, all sharp sensation and laser focus.
mark would tweak seb’s nipple, just enough for him to yelp, then he’d grab the lube from the bedside drawer and pour it right into seb’s fist without warning. seb’s hips would jump and a moan would break open in his throat.
“get yourself wet, babe,” mark would say, and seb would immediately, his fingers going shiny and his hips jumping after he’d plant his feet and wiggle down a bit.
“good, sebi,” mark would say, then he’d make sure they were both watching before he’d wrap his own hand around the outside of seb’s, finger by finger, sliding in until seb’s hand almost disappeared entirely under mark’s own. he’d feel seb’s cock twitch somewhere underneath their grasp. he’d hardly be able see it. it’d make him groan.
then he’d squeeze his fist tight, and lean in to kiss the shell of seb’s ear.
“your dick’s so pretty,” mark would say, with hot breath that would make seb’s pulse jump and his toes curl into the sheets. “why don’t you fuck our fists, baby?”
and seb would. and he’d come, panting and whimpering, mark’s hand still searing hot and his grip a vice over seb’s.
"good boy," mark might say, his fist squeezing the last spurts of come from seb's twitching cock.
or maybe he wouldn't say anything. and he'd just trap seb's thin, corded wrist in his hand, come and lube still wet and squelchy, and he'd bring it to his own dick. and seb would jerk him off just like that, laying underneath him as his own dick softened. his fingers would hardly circle mark's girth, though they’d managed seb’s own just a minute ago. he’d have to work to make it around all the way.
it would make mark's stomach jump. he'd be just as easy as ever for seb.
#answered ask#hi i have lost control of my life#like not really obv i'll be fine i just. don't understand why i can't finish these two fics!!! perhaps i'll find clarity#at my long ass tattoo sesh tomorroq#tomorrow*#not me writing fic while i'm in the chair#i usually read books but honestly if something comes to mind i'm gonna need to hit while inspo strikes lol#my fic#martian#mwah
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not to martian this but i was gonna be like "2010 seb pavloving mark so badly with his long pullable hair he still gets a reaction 12 years later!!" delighted in correcting myself: mark is pavloved simply by seb's proximity. but anyway um yes please elaborate on ur thoughts why would u threaten to delete the gospel truth
PLEASE you are so right about it just being Seb's proximity. I am never EVER getting over any interview of them over the last few years but especially Silverstone 2017 Channel 4 interview where Mark is all gooey eyed touchy. See Seb -> Brain Function Re-Diverted immediately kinda deal (mood). Bless you for seeing this vision immediately as Martian because.,,, YEAH me too ;-; & THANK You for allowing me to talk about this some more 🙏
seemore-ing this simply because I am 300% certain I'm going to go off on several! tangents. sebmark ramble ft. pink hair bobbles below the cut (. ❛ ᴗ ❛.)
weeeee i am not good at collecting my thoughts into coherent writing unless I spend several hours plotting beforehand ALAS this needs to be said from my desk whilst I should be working;;
Something something exactly Mark being absolutely feral for Seb's long curls in 2010. there's just so much to grab there y'know !!! So much availability to shove his fingers through it and pull. Not just when Seb is expecting it too? He's just easy to tug around by his hair a bit :( It's easy to make Seb look at him if there's a fluffy mop of curls right there to grab at and yank :( And there’s this one time that 2010 Sebi GIGGLES and ties his hair up and it’s just a joke that he ties it up because it’s not really quite long enough for that and he ties it a little too high, so it sticks up at an odd angle like Sebastian was expecting when he did it - but then he’s sat between Mark’s thighs and the joke isn’t really funny anymore. (And then he does it a few more times for good measure. Because it makes cleanup easier if they’re on a schedule and Seb doesn’t really have the spare time to be washing Mark out of his hair before he goes out in public. Because Sebastian actually sort of likes it, grows his hair out even more just to be able to tie it better. And now every time Mark sees that little hot pink hair bobble Sebastian's suddenly got dozens of in his vicinity, even just on his wrist, or when he’s fiddling with it in his fingers in a press conference or debrief, or he inevitably finds one hiding in his own pile of laundry, he twitches and sighs and zones out.)
And now cut to 2022 when Mark gets to watch Sebastian's hair start to slowly grow out through the season, at first sure that eventually he's going to show up one day after not seeing Seb for a week or two or more - both caught up in their own lives with work, on different time-zones and they get that, it's part of the business - and he's going to see him again in photographers Instagram posts, or discussion with other people, or grabbing some spare time with Seb, or upon arriving at the paddock himself that Sebastian has cut his hair and it's shorter again. But that day just never comes? His hair just gets longer and longer every time Mark sees him!!! And Mark just doesn't say anything. Because it's whatever, and he absolutely definitely isn't thinking about it every free moment (and NOT free moment) he gets.
Sebastian's hair keeps getting longer and now Mark's fingers are twitching every single time he's in close proximity to Sebastian. They do a lot anyway, an itch to touch, to close any space between them, but this is different. His fingers start to curl a bit at his own thighs rather than just twitching fingertips, he absentmindedly threads a hand into his own hair like he's just slicking his hair back but he tugs a little on the way, and that only ever leaves him feeling... unsatisfied and a little hollow and not realising the correlation.
Sebastian's curls start to fall over his forehead, down the back of his neck, and get in his eyes. Mark's fingers twitch all the more, even seeing Sebastian on the big screens when he's working distracts him. and he still hasn't put two and two together? that oh- moment hasn't arrived!
Sebastian shows up with a headband, eventually, and Mark misses the curls that had started straying over Seb's forehead. Especially misses watching Sebastian pushing his hair back behind his ears, a move that always looks bashful to Mark even when it's not. Mark decides quietly to himself that he does not like the headband.
It’s when Mark sees Sebastian brush his hair back with both hands as though he’s about to tie it up in a little ponytail that he gets his aforementioned oh moment. Except it’s sort of more of an oh shit moment because he feels like the bottom of his stomach drops through the floor in that moment that he’s convinced Sebastian is about to have a little pullable ponytail and Mark is almost certain he’s about to see Sebastian fish a little pink hair tie out of his pocket. The headband comes back out again instead though, and Mark isn’t sure if he’s more devastated or relieved.
AND HONESTLY this is where my plot making skills fall apart because I write all the pining and then inevitably fall apart at the final hurdle. But perhaps Mark shows up one day and it’s after a comfortable slow build up where Sebastian just about has him out of his jeans, that Mark stops him and takes the same coloured hair tie out of his pocket that Sebastian used to use religiously, drops it into Sebastian’s open palm, and asks him if he would, just for old times sake? Just for him?
YEAH. JUST. Sebastian in hair bobbles :( Mark LIKING Sebastian with his hair tied up and not realising how much he’d missed it :( 2022 Mark at the place where instead of ruminating on it alone he just. Asks Sebastian :(
#soph.answers#SORRY this sat in my inbox for a while because i had to immediately turn my pc on to type a landslide of words#i don't write anything publicly like. ever. so this is. this#also ames if u want me to answer this priv rather than public lemme know!!!!#AM I SUPPOSED TO COMMUNITY LABEL THIS? WHO KNOWS NOT ME#userxoames
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sebchal, sebson, martian - sebtirement 🥹
oh a writing AND emotions challenge haha i love it, thank you! i very very briefly considered putting all of these into one fic bUT also very very quickly decided against that. 3 sebtirement drabbles coming right up! sebson and martian below the cut.
send me a pairing and a festive prompt for a 10 sentence drabble?
// sebchal //
“i’m not sure that’s such a good idea,” charles says as he watches seb reach for the bottle of tequila, again.
“why not?” seb asks with an exaggerated pout.
“how many shots have you had tonight?” charles retorts.
seb just shrugs and takes a swig right from the bottle, so charles reaches out and tries to pull it back.
“that’s why!” charles says as seb giggles.
charles can’t help but laugh with him at how happy and carefree seb is right now, even though for him it still feels a bit more bitter than sweet.
“you’re staring,” seb muses as he leans closer into charles on the couch.
“i am,” charles agrees. “it is hard not to.”
seb blushes, and charles isn’t quite sure if it’s the alcohol or his compliment, but it makes him smile wider regardless.
charles only stops staring because seb leans in to kiss the smile right off his face.
// sebson //
“alright, so, i know you said no retirement gifts,” jenson says as he enters the living room.
“i did,” seb replies without looking up as he dog ears a page of the sustainable farming book he’s been reading.
“yes, you did,” jenson replies. “but i didn’t break the bank for this and i think you’ll like it.”
“oh really?” seb asks, still focused on his book.
“mmmm yup, i really do,” jenson replies as he grabs the book out of seb’s hands and places it pages down on the coffee table.
“hey! i was in the middle of a paragraph, jense!” seb whines. “you’re so annoyi-“
his complaint gets stuck when he sees that jenson is holding a small cake that says ‘welcome to the old geezers club’ and he starts laughing instead.
“annoyingly sweet,” seb says as he leaps off the couch to wrap his arms around jenson’s neck to pull him in for a kiss.
“oy, sebi, watch the cake!” jenson cries as the cake is almost squished between them.
“oh shut up,” seb murmurs as he takes a bit of cake in his hand and shoves it into jensons mouth with a laugh against his cheek.
// martian //
as they’re walking away down the paddock from the interview, mark wraps an arm around seb’s shoulder and pulls him in closer.
“i think that may have been our last interview together ever,” seb muses. he doesn’t even stumble as he fits under mark’s arm and mark’s stomach flips when seb laughs quietly as they fall in step.
“oh, never say never,” mark chides as he pinches at seb’s ear. “you could always come back to racing.”
seb giggles and mark is sure he sees a blush rising on his cheeks.
“oh, i don’t know about that,” seb replies, and his voice is more serious than mark would like.
“so what’s next, huh?” mark asks, hoping he doesn’t sound too hopeful. “you really don’t have any idea what you want to do now?”
seb hums and mark watches as he tucks a stray curl behind his ear.
“i remember hearing something about a glass of red,” seb teases, but he bites his lip as he looks up at mark through his lashes. “if that offer still stands?”
mark takes in a breath before smiling back at him. “your room or mine?”
#thank you thank you again i hope you like them!!!#sebchal#sebchal drabble#sebson#sebson drabble#martian#martian drabble#f1 drabble#my writing
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I haven't written F1 fanfics in more than 10 years... (like my last one was Sebi/Heikki H./Kimi in 2012! 🫣)
I haven't written any fic outside of a fest or challenge in four years... (thanks dear burnout! 😠)
And yet, in the past week, I've started writing so many F1 RPF fanfics... I don't know what's happening but I'm loving it! 🥰
If you want any info on any of the wips listed here, just ask!
And you can find my published fic HERE
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'Piece of Cake,' They Said
Challenge: #Weekend Game — Write for 15 minutes based off of the prompt given — by @creativepromptsforwriting
Rated T — Tags: Modern AU, Baking, rated T for languge — Word Count: 1,252 — [AO3]
Prompt: 740 — “You're a mess.”
“Thank you for the lovely compliment.”
The goal was to make a cake. That was the goal.
Instead, Wolfgang found himself in a kitchen that looked like it had been run through by a tornado, his clothes decorated like he'd been in a food fight for the past half hour. There were egg shells littered by the trash can from where he'd missed tossing them across the kitchen, there was flour and sugar all over his apron, he was 90% sure there was batter in his hair, and he hadn't even started making the frosting yet.
All he'd wanted to do was make a cake. The internet told him it was easy—a piece of cake, even—but now he was here, standing in a mess of ingredients and whatever else managed to get into the kitchen while he was baking, and there was still no cake.
Well, there was a cake, it was just in the oven. And he was really really hoping that it would turn out well. Because he did not want to have to make another one, and get a talking to from Sebi about destroying the kitchen because he didn't have time to clean up. Again.
But he couldn't worry about that right now, because he had to make the frosting. And so he put the cake out of his mind, hoping that he really did remember pressing the timer and not just remembered the thought of 'I should press the timer', and gathered the ingredients to make some buttercream frosting.
Dmitri was a baker, and so was Ludwig surprisingly, so thankfully with the two of them there had been enough incentive to purchase a stand mixer. Wolfgang was many things, but muscled was not one of them. He prided himself on being a twink and as a twink there would be no way that he would actually be able to make frosting by hand. (Nevermind all the strong twinks out there. They did exist, and he was not one of them.)
He would clean up later, because he always did, and so for now he just kind of made space on the counter by shoving things to the side. He glanced at his computer, which like him, was covered in baking ingredients, and shifted over to the frosting recipe that he'd pulled up. He muttered the ingredients and their measurements underneath his breath as he went and retrieved them all, and started to make the frosting hoping things would be a little bit cleaner.
Once he fell into a groove again, it was easy to remember why he enjoyed baking so much. Sure, he was a mess and his creations didn't always turn out well, but the act of baking was just so pleasant that he could never fully stop. Even if the food that he made was inedible, at least he had fun making it in the first place.
Which was why he was less surprised than one would expect him to be when he smelled something burning.
He was letting the stand mixer do its thing, just to waiting for the frosting to arrive at the right texture, and had gone into the living room to scroll through doujins when things suddenly started to smell burnt.
He quickly rushed over to the oven, opening it and coughing as a plume of smoke poured out of the oven. Thankfully it wasn't enough to set off the fire alarm, but something was most definitely burnt and that wasn't good. He pulled the cake out of the oven and set it on the countertop, fanning the would-be cake with a towel, genuinely disappointed.
Sure, there wasn't any real occasion for making this, but he'd still wanted to share it. And he was still making frosting, or rather—he looked over at the bowl of frosting which was far too stiff due to it having been left stirring for an extensive amount of time—he had the remains of frosting.
Wolfgang sighed, turning off the stand mixer and curling into a little ball in the corner of the kitchen. Sure, there wasn't an occasion, but maybe he'd wanted to make one. And the fact that that wasn't going to happen was extremely disappointing. As much as he wanted to act like he let everything roll off his back, it just wasn't like that all the time.
Things got to him, little things got to him, and medium things like this. Or maybe it was a big thing because it was a family thing? He wasn't sure, he didn't have energy to care anymore.
And of course, someone took that exact time to walk into the kitchen. Niccolò wasn't exactly discreet with how he walked around, he was tall and conspicuous, and if that wasn't enough he was always wearing something flashy. It was why he and Wolfgang had gotten along in the beginning: they had similar fashion principles.
But unfortunately, as much as he cared about his friend and fuck-buddy, he was the last person that Wolfgang wanted to see right now.
“Wolfie, what happened here?” He asked, hands in pockets and eyes examining the mess that had been made over the course of the hour or two.
Wolfgang waved his hand. “Tried to bake, didn't succeed, how's your afternoon going.” He wasn't even sure if he was trying to keep the bitter tone from his voice, but his words came out bitter whether he wanted them to or not.
Nini laughed, a harsh grating thing that was oddly endearing if you were around it enough. “You're a mess,” he said with a fond smile, leaning against the dirty counter and looking down at Wolfgang.
Usually he'd be able to handle the ribbing, but not today. Wolfgang didn't realize how much this had meant to him until the cake had all gone to shit. And now that it was all ruined even a little ribbing was enough to ruffle his feathers. “Thank you for the lovely compliment.” He sneered, looking at his knees.
There was a pause before some shuffling and then Pags was sitting next to him, the squeak of leather breaking through the quiet of the room.
“Hey, what's wrong?”
“It's just some baking,” he said. “It's just some baking, it shouldn't mean a whole lot. I shouldn't be upset about this.” Wolfgang could feel the telltale sting of tears burning behind his eyes and curled his hands into loose fists, rubbing his face, fully aware of how childish he was coming across as.
“It doesn't seem like just some baking to me. It seems like it meant a whole lot, and if you want I can help you get this cleaned up and we can try again. I know the others will still be out for a few more hours, but if we work quick enough I'm sure we'll be able to make a cake together in time for them to come home.”
Wolfgang looked at him, incredulous.
“Really? Like seriously?”
“Yeah, seriously. I mean, what are friends for?” Niccolò smiled at him and Wolfgang smiled back, feeling just a little bit less devastated than he did moments before. “Now come on this cake won't make itself.”
Nini stood up, dusting himself off despite not having any baking ingredients on his clothes, and held out a hand to Wolfgang. He hesitated for only a moment before grabbing it and letting his friend pull him up.
The goal was to make a cake, and that's exactly what they were going to do.
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PART 10
of the dfk audiobook translation
@cnka
Direktorin Kreuzkamm: „I hereby hand over the production for the closing celebration to you.“
Narrator (Nichtraucher):
Given her overflowing time planner…
Direktorin Kreuzkamm: „Have fun and toi, toi, toi!“
[Note: is „Toi, toi, toi“ a thing in other countries?? Its basically a way to wish luck in the theatre. Like „break a leg“]
Narrator (Nichtraucher):
…Frau Kreuzkamm counted on Jo and the self-responsibilty of the students.
Narrator (audiobook):
Jo steps in front of the group.
Jo, overly enthusiastic and cheerful: „Let’s get started!"
Narrator (audiobook):
Ruda, however, doesn’t play along with it.
Ruda: „You can do that on your own.“
Jo: „Come on, guys, it’s gonna be cool! Who's with me?“
Apart from Jo's friends, only Egerland raises his hand, but Sebi slaps it down again and pulls him with her.
Narrator (audiobook):
The Externs leave the hall as one, and even the majority of the Internals have other plans.
Internal: „Sorry, Jo, we’re not getting involved in that.“
Other Internal: „Too much stress for us…“
Everyone leaves, muttering among each other („No, no thank you“)
Jo: „Are you serious?!“
Narrator (audiobook):
Apart from our four friends, all the other Internals seem to be serious about it as well, because Martina, Jo, Matze and Uli are the only ones left.
Jo: „Ugh, it can’t work with this amount of people!“
Martina: „It has to work! If I get a reprimand, I won’t be taken in.“
Matze: „Ask me, my father always punches me in the face when I get another one!“
Uli: „…It would be my first one…“
Jo: „Guys. I have an idea.“
Narrator (audiobook):
Jo brings her friends back to the clearing and proudly points to the train wagon.
Jo: „Okay, guys, this is the flying classroom! We’ll put a nose on the front. A wing here. And a rocket engine in the back. We get the stuff from the theatre fundus, and then we produce a film that we’ll show at the closing celebration!“
Martina, lighting up: „A film?“
Jo, excitedly: „Yes!! And-“
Narrator (audiobook):
Jo falls silent. From the inside of the train wagon comes piano music.
Jo: „Do you hear that?“
Narrator (audiobook):
She sneaks to the wagon and looks through one of the windows. She sees a man sit there and play with a cigarette in his mouth. All of a sudden, he abruptly turns his head and looks directly into her eyes.
Narrator (audiobook):
Jo frantically comes running back to her friends.
Jo: „Shit, guys! Do you hear that? There’s someone in there! He saw me!“
The door of the train wagon slams open. The kids gasp.
Narrator (audiobook):
Suddenly, the door of the wagon opens. At first, the Internals only hear a voice.
Nichtraucher: „Are you trying to break in here?“
Matze: „Co-come on, let’s scram!“
Narrator (audiobook):
But Martina forges ahead.
Martina: „Excuse us! We got lost.“
Narrator (audiobook):
The smoking man -approximately Herr Bökh’s age- steps out of the door and examines the Internals closely.
Jo: „Uh- What- What are you doing here?“
Nichtraucher: „That’s really none of your business.“
Martina, with emphasis: „Jo, come on!“
Jo: „No, wait- Do you sleep in there?“
Nichtraucher: „… This is private property here.“
Narrator (audiobook):
But Jo doesn’t let up and persistently asks further.
Jo: „What was that song? Who is it from?“
Nichtraucher: „…“
Nichtraucher: „From me.“
Jo: „Do you give lessons?“
Nichtraucher: „Piano?“
Jo: „No, for smoking. Of course Piano.“
Nichtraucher: „No, I don’t.“
Nichtraucher: „Ok, and now off you go, you little squirts!“
He turns around to go back inside.
Jo: „No, stop, wait! Uh… We’re four Internals from the boarding school Sigismund. And we want to shoot a movie for the closing celebration. Because we have trouble with the Externs and… Doesn’t matter, you can’t explain that. In any case, we wanted to ask if we could shoot on your property.“
The Nichtraucher pauses when Jo mentions the boarding school and turns around.
He listens silently and seems to be thinking.
Narrator (audiobook):
Robert, that’s what the man is called, who, as previously mentioned, is also the author of this story, seems to be surprised by this blunt question. He takes a long drag and looks Jo in the eye.
Jo: „Please?“
#das fliegende klassenzimmer#dfk 2023 audiobook translation#das fliegende klassenzimmer 2023#dfk#how its just casually brought up that matze’s dad physically abuses him and then they never mention it again 👍#mine#also that the narrator emphasizes that the nichtraucher is „approximately herr bökh’s age“#really smooth very sneaky
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its new year tommorow i would likely to give you some henderhop fic.
Dustin got sick and didnt come to school and didnt show up at the party. El got so worried and ask Mike where is Dustin. Than Mike said "you didnt know? he got super sick and he have to stay home" El got worried and continue to ask him if Dustin will be alright Mike said he dont know, and just prayed to God that he will be alright…
El is super worried at Dustin that she wants to go at his house and visit him but Will said she might get sick if she visit.
Lucas and Max saw this and they couldnt stand seeing El like this so they decided to help a little and take her to Dustin house secretly without the others realizing.
When she got there, Dustin saw her and immidiately Flip out and ask what is she doing there, El replied saying she is worried and want to see him badly. Dustin facepalm and saw Lucas and Max hiding at the bush and shout "YOU TWO BASTARD, WHY DID YOU BRING HER HERE SHE MIGHT GET SICK" Max stand up and replied "SHE IS SO WORRIED ABOUT YOU SHE DIDN'T TALK TO ANYONE AND ALWAYS AT THE CORNER" Lucas stand up too and said "WE THOUGHT ITS THE RIGHT THING WE SHOULD BRING HER HERE"
Dustin look at El and said to her she shouldnt be worried about him his fine and he appreciated that she come here to visit him but she have to go because he will be more worried if you got sick just because of him.
after some time convincing El to come home she finally did but she is glad she saw Dustin and thankful for his two amazing friends for bringing her to see Dustin.
Lucas and Max is happy that El is Smilling now. as long as El is happy they are happy also too.
ASDFGKL omg omg, Seby u are the best! That was so cute and wholesome! (and Dustin in character pls) Plus lumax helping El because they want to see her happy,,, And henderhop meeting! Aww just,,, wholesome!
Thank u so much, dearie! 💜💜💜💜
#henderhop#seby#stranger things fanfiction#I get so excited reading it!!!#thank u one more time!!!#great gift!!! :D
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ebwinter: Thank you for the special day today @wyndhamgrandrm Sebi and Dylan were living thief best lives 🇵🇷🦎🐅🦀🏓🏝️🌊
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