HE DID IT HE WON HIS HOME GRAND PRIX I AM SO HAPPY!!!! YOU GUYS ARE FREE TO REQUEST WHATEVER YOU WANT

My heart broke for Logan and Daniel when they were dropped in the middle of the season. And now my heart is breaking for Esteban, who has been unceremoniously dropped by the team he dedicated five years of his life to with one race left in the season.

The fact that he wasn’t even given the dignity of having a final race with the team he spent so long driving for … it truly makes me sick. And what does he have to show for it? One of the most pathetic “thank you” graphics I’ve ever seen a team post on social media.

I know Formula 1 is a business and a competition before anything else … but it would be nice to see some of those in charge at least pretend they still feel human emotions.

What a disappointing way to end a lengthy tenure … I hope his time with Haas makes up for it.

(And yes, I know that he was dropped because Alpine wouldn’t let him test for Haas in the post-season otherwise. But that’s the thing … most teams would not have had an issue with a departing driver doing so. Esteban is still their only race winner and this whole thing just really rubs me the wrong way.)

just fell to my knees with a hysterical cry 😫😫😫😫

(proud to say that i never switched on him🙏)

WAITING FOR YOU ⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪

pairing; rafe x sweetie reader

summary; rafe has been neglecting you recently, putting his work before all, you haven’t had any attention for yourself. you finally reach a breaking point on the night where you prepare everything, make everything perfect, and he doesn’t even bat an eyelid.

content; emotional neglect(?), argument

authors note; decided to rewrite an old blurb. I’m really happy with how it turned out

tonight will be perfect, you’re sure of it. ever since rafe had taken on more responsibilities at work you had been pushed to the sidelines a little, but tonight you can’t wait to be his centre of attention. 

you have everything ready, you’ve made a lovely meal and set it out on a candlelit table with his favourite bottle of wine ready to open. 

you’re dressed up too. a cute little dress on, and underneath some even cuter lingerie. your makeup is done nicely, all waterproof of course, if all goes to plan, you expect to be in floods of blissful tears by the end of the night.

you hear rafe come through the front door just as you add your final touches to the dinner table. you immediately stand up and scurry down the hallway to meet him. 

“good evening rafe,” you beam, ready to see him, though your smile falls a bit when you come into contact with him. 

he’s got an armful of paperwork and he looks run down, like has constantly for weeks now. you push past it though, this night is going to be good for him too, he needs the break. 

“hey sweetheart,” he mumbles absently, immediately making it clear that his mind is on other matters, “look, can you give me like half an hour? just got somethin’ I need to sort out real quick.” he doesn't even wait for an answer, he's already making to climb the stairs towards his office.

you stop him of course, placing a hand on his arm. “wait, I made dinner, it'll go cold.” you feel crestfallen, sure you knew he'd want to work, but right in the door? he didn't even take a moment to look at how nicely dressed up you are.

rafe stops and sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose he speaks in mild frustration, “yeah, yeah I'll eat with you okay? but then I do really have to work.” 

you nod, leading him towards the kitchen where the table is set. you pull out a chair, urging him to sit and he does, watching you idly as you walk round and take your own place. “I made your favourite,” you beam. in honesty, making his favourite isn't that much of a feat, he's a very basic eater. but it's the thought that counts. 

it's a quiet meal. rafe doesn't pay that much attention, only giving absent and short answers to the questions you ask. his day was fine. work was fine. his plans are to do work stuff. he's feeling fine. the meal is fine. if he could have bothered to ask, you would have told him that you are not fine with any of those answers. it's like he doesn't care that you did this for him. 

the moment he’s finished he rises, scratching the back of his neck he speaks, “I gotta go.. do some admin.. food was good.” 

“rafe wait…” you stop him from where you still sit at the table. you’ve not even finished your food yet and he’s already leaving. “I thought that we could maybe go upstairs.. spend some time together.” you make it so obvious in your tone as to what you’re suggesting. 

he sighs, “maybe later okay? maybe later.” and just like that he’s walking away, just like he has been doing for weeks on end. 

                               *

later, you are laying on your bed, half asleep, waiting for him.

the candle on the bedside table is almost burned out, it’s ugly now. you are undressed, still putting up with the uncomfortable underwear on your body, just so you can look good when he comes in.

it must be nearly eleven o’clock at night when you finally hear his footsteps coming down the hallway. you quickly do your best to wake yourself up and reassume the position you were laying in before. 

when rafe comes through the door he stops, looking a little stunned, “why aren't you asleep?” he asks bluntly. that certainly wasn't what you were expecting. not even a little bit of praise, not a thirsty look, nothing. 

“are you serious?” you sit up, now you’re frustrated. he’s been pushing you aside for so long, and he can’t even acknowledge what you’re doing for him. 

“what do you mean, am I serious? what the fuck is all this?” he gestures to the room, the lowered lights, the candle, you. 

“it’s for you.” you frown, “I thought you’d want- I thought you would like this. I thought you’d be happy.” 

“baby I didn’t ask you to do any of this.” he says crossly, “I have other things to focus on.. I- I’ve got work! I don’t have time for this.” 

this is your breaking point, tears begin to slip down your cheeks, “you never have time for this. that’s the problem.”

his eyes land on you, “problem? you have a problem? I’m a grown man now, I have responsibilities.. I have to make priorities.”

“well they’re wrong! your priorities are wrong!” you snap, sitting up on the bed to lock eyes with him, “I should be a priority. but— but you’ve just been pushing me away all because of work! we haven’t had sex in weeks and.. and you barely talk to me anymore!” you start to rant, “I’ve put so much effort into making tonight perfect and you haven’t even bothered to thank me! I’m tired, and I want to spend time with you. I miss you rafe!” 

It’s silent for a few seconds before he lets out a weary sigh, “that’s what all this is about huh? I’m neglecting you.” 

you sniffle pitifully, “that’s not what I said.” 

he shakes his head and comes to sit down on the bed with you, “what you meant though,” he looks down at his lap for a moment before patting his leg, “c’mere.” 

you reluctantly crawl into his lap, resting your messy cheek on his covered chest. he starts to speak again, “I’m sorry. I.. I will admit that I haven’t been paying enough attention to you.. okay.. I’ll change that. promise.” 

part of you wants to snap again and say ‘see! how easy was that to admit! why did it take you so fucking long!?” 

you don’t snap though, you don’t have the energy. instead you murmur and go closer to him, “m’sorry for gettin’ mad at you rafe.” 

he shakes his head, “just missed me, I know.” he rubs your back, before pulling you to face him. “hey.. think it would be a bit of a shame for you to have got this dressed up for nothin’ huh?”

I totally agree with what you said about the !readers omg. I feel like so many things get misinterpreted in this community it's honestly disheartening. I understand a lot of plagiarism goes on with writing but to me, a lot of creators on this app are super nit-picky when it comes down to things surrounding !readers, writings, or just concepts in general. For example, the bunny!reader has been used by so many people, yet people are always so quick to accuse a creator of 'stealing' something that wasn't claimed by anyone to begin with. Since I do like to make !readers because I feel like it expands my creativity, I'm super cautious about what pictures I use, !reader names, layouts, or descriptions. Which I personally feel like is unfortunate because I do believe everyone should be able to have fun and create on this app without feeling threatened or intimidated by other creators.

this is the kind of support and positivity i’m talking about people!! i understand everyone wants to be credited for their work but a concept is meant to be shared world wide! it’s meant to be added to, adjusted, tweaked, spun off of. being original doesn’t always mean brand new!

it’s so nice to hear that creators of _!reader works are speaking out about this issue too and it brings me a lot of hope

thank you for sharing your piece it’s very much appreciated and just know that the community we build on here is so important and we can’t do it without everyone involved 💕

THE CLIFFHANGER. This is awesome keep up the great work pookie 💜

Summer Lovin'

synopsis: what if chandler groff had never abandoned his son with luke maybank? instead, larissa genrette divorced her seemingly abusive and power-hungry husband, chandler groff, and raised her son with the help of her father. enter jackson j. genrette, the playboy casanova, who is best friends with rafe cameron, also known as the "king kook." one day, while at the country club, he meets pouge!reader, the new summer server, and is immediately entranced. will these two people from opposite sides of the island fall for each other?

author's note: finals has been kicking my ass, so be gentle with me and sorry if there are any mistakes. i did do this at 2 am.

part seven | part eight | part nine

y/n's phone

jackson's phone

y/n's phone

jackson's phone

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authors note: if you see you tag here but you didn’t get tag that means your tags aren’t on please turn them on. if you don’t see you tag on next post that is because they didn’t work when i tried to tag you. if you’d like to be tagged again pls turn on your tags and say you’d like to be tagged.

let me start off by apologizing by being so late, on another note…this is so teeth rotting cute my brain is exploding from all this sweetness. I love sassy Lila and everyone teaming up against JJ has me rolling, plus Lila knowing her rights to a lawler it’s just extremely funny! Great work my love xx.

Kildare Elementary: Part Three

Synopsis: 7 years ago, you and your best friend got drunk at a party and you ended up having a baby. You guys gave your relationship a shot, but he has always been in love with someone else. So, you guys remained friends after your daughter was born and you moved to the next town over. Now, there's an opening at the school all of your friends work at, and you are itching to take it. Perfect, right? Well, it would be if your classroom didn't somehow get moved next to your childhood crush and you can't tell if he is flirting with you or just really bad with technology. Inspired by Abbott Elementary and @zyafics HB:L!

Pairing: Rafe Cameron x Reader/Past!JJ Maybank x Reader

Masterlist

Taglist:

@onelonelybitch @k-k0129 @callsign-mirage @akobx @lilahrosee @jaydaaasworld @mileyraes @ethanthequeefqueen @pogueprincesa @davinashifts333 @daysis-stuff @leather-n-velvet @dearluuna @naylanae-0308 @vviolets444rroses @hadids-world @athenalovesgoodies @venic-bxtch @justdamnpeachy @my-name-is-baby @marleymarleymarleymarley @linasdiaries @sage-burrow @pastryboyyy @sunflouer04 @inthelibrarybtw @aesthetic-lyss @acidfeens @jun1p3rlol @beebeerockknot @voidangxls @sweetlike-sugarplum @thewackywriter @icon8 @maeverae006 @rafegetinmybed @evelynffics @popcorntales

tumblr hates to see me coming back

Kildare University- Junior Year: 1

Synopsis: A Social Media AU in which you find yourself at Kildare University along with your friends. Starting over at a new school shouldn't be difficult. Well, except for the fact that your ex-boyfriend is the quarterback, and you are the drum major. Add in a little bit of drama, a lot of friendship, an ex who can't seem to let you go, and a best friend who has been in love with you since you were kids and well? Welcome to KU!

Pairings: Past!Rafe x Reader, JJ x Reader, Rafe x Reader

Masterlist

Taglist:

@akobx @onelonelybitch @the-universe-and-karma @beeskisses @frankoceanluvr11 @ivy-34 @rafecameronsloverrrrr @k-k0129 @asyouwish-fromcabin3 @xoxo-ada @aariahnaa @strawberryforks @urbrunettebombshell @whatisoutside @spenceatiny18 @animalistic0

‘YOU WANT ME TO LET HIM PAST TOO?’ HBXKSBXKSH

I keep imagining sub james crying cause reader is gone, Remus and Sirius are making fun of him calling him a baby then reader comes back and sees what happened and comforts him.. also mommy kink cause it’s clear James has one

James’ little sniffles and sobs are muffled slightly through his thick duvet. Sirius snickers at the sight of him, curled up in his bed, crying for you. For mommy.

“Shut up, you fucking baby,” he gripes, giggling as his words only serve James to cry harder. By this point, the poor boy’s entire body is quivering, his cheeks and the ends of his hair soaked in tears. Remus joins in on the teasing, crouching next to James and stroking his head.

“You think y/n will want you when you’re being this pathetic? You think anyone will?” James shakes his head.

“Kn-know she do-doesn’t.” Remus pinches his arm meanly. James yelps.

“Then stop crying, you stupid baby.”

Sirius cackles at Remus’ bullying.

You catch Remus’ very last statement as you push your way inside the room and both boys’ heads whip around.

“What have you said to him?” Neither of them oblige and answer you, staring at their feet. “If you’re not gonna answer me, fuck off, the pair of you.”

Remus and Sirius’ eyes widen.

“Out, now!” you repeat, already climbing into the bed with James. “If you’re doing this for my attention, it’s not going to work. You’re spiteful. Jamie is supposed to be able to trust you when he’s feeling like this.” They slink away defeatedly and James hiccups another sob that makes your heart splinter.

“Oh, baby,” You wrap your arms around him, “Mommy’s got you.” He works his way as far into your arms as he can physically get, pressing his face to your neck. “‘s alright, sweet boy. What’s got you so worked up, hm?”

“I-I missed you. Wa-was really sad!” You nod along, kissing his temple. “‘nd they said I w-was bein’ a baby and you would n-never want me ‘cause of it. Thought you were g-gonna leave.”

“You know that’s not true, don’t you, baby? I love you so much.” He’s still sobbing - the tears won’t slow. “Shh, honey. It’s alright, ‘ve got you.”

“Mommy,” he murmurs, shuffling down to bury his face in your tits.

“You want ‘em?” He nods, pushing his face into their soft curves. “Go on then, baby.” He needs no further encouragement, pulling them free from the confines of your top and bra and nuzzling his face between them. You kiss the top of his head, teasing his roots with your fingers and cooing. “Good boy. You’re so good, aren’t you?”

“‘m a g-good boy?” His voice is muffled by your skin and the vibrations

“The best.”

“Promise, mommy?” His tentative tone makes you ache; how could Sirius and Remus make him doubt you so much?

“Promise, honey.”

thank you chase for feeding us!!