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drive on, dreamer (you can't leave her) by champagne_for_breakfast
Fandoms: Formula 1 RPF
11 Sep 2025
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“If you were stuck in a timeloop, and you knew you had to stop something from happening, what would you do?”
“What 10-questions-to-ask-your-teammate-to-get-to-know-them site did you get that one from?” Lewis laughs, as he moves to pull the balaclava over his head. They have 5 minutes until they have to be ready in the car and admittedly, this moment might not be the best time to ask this kind of question.
“No, I mean it,” Charles insists, lifting his helmet from the stand, but holding it awkwardly in his hands, maintaining eye contact. “If you were stuck, what would you do?”
Lewis places his hand on his shoulder lightly, squeezing once. “We can talk about this after the race, yes?”
There won’t be an after the race, Charles thinks bitterly, but he nods his head anyway. “Yeah,” he agrees, “after the race, sure.”
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or: max crashes, charles deals with it more or less well, and the universe decides to meddle by having charles relive the same day over and over again
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17 Jan 2026
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A gun dropping into dark waters, ripples sending the mirrored stars dancing across the lake. Finney with his dirtied hands reaching for a bottle of Sprite as a dog barks upstairs, his friend’s lifeless body buried across the street. There is a ceramic mask in the costume trunk that sits in Al’s van, half-finished birdhouses and potted plants waiting for him at work. A scar that runs the length of Albert Shaw’s right forearm, gouged into him by the dangerously sharp end of a pen light shaped like a rocket ship.
Robin Arellano gave it to him out of a box of Cracker-Jacks and now it has Albert’s blood dried into the plastic.
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Finney answers truthfully when Albert asks his name. It changes the course of the future.Bookmarked by Importals
08 Jan 2026
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After overhearing two separate, though equally important conversations in the godswood, Aemond experiences a series of life-shattering epiphanies:
1. All signs point to the gods blessing him and Lucerys with matching souls, a phenomenon that occurs sometimes in dragons and *obviously* means they should be married to each other
2. The surest way to guarantee that his younger nephew reaches this conclusion quickly is by (figuratively) pulling Luke's pigtails, which he has on good authority is a common, well-known way for boys to nonverbally convey their romantic interest
Unfortunately, every single one of Aemond's carefully calculated plans goes horribly wrong. So, when Lucerys slashes his eye out, thus reciprocating the 'pigtail pulling' in a permanent way by marking Aemond as his own, the showdown in the Hall of Nine concludes with drastically different results.
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“Do not mourn me, Mother. It was a fair exchange. I may have lost an eye, but I gained a dragon." Aemond's remaining eye locks on hers. "And a betrothed.”
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13 Nov 2024