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@cityracing
alright i swear , this is the last time im doing this . i was / am simply overwhelmed with the amount of followers and needed a fresh clean start !! if we have connections plotted , worry not : i take them over to the new blog . but i will only take a few selected threads over with me . i hope to see yall on the flipside <3 follow my new blog HERE .
Happy birthday George 💕
sry for the inconvenience <3 , but i WILL be moving blogs ( tomorrow ) new url and everything . fresh start and all <3
@cityburning and i are planing big things ... and now im considering a blog move to go with the new lore but i dont wanna be annoying ... opinions ?
blog move to go with the new lore
yes !
no ...
cas button <3
penelope (in a very nonchalant way) wants to know if landon would like to be her valentine (or whatever) …
Landon ( even more nonchalant ) wants Penelope to know that he would love to be her valentine ( or whatever )
𝗉𝗎𝗇𝗄𝗌𝖾 . 𝗍𝗎𝗆𝖻𝗅𝗋 . 𝖼𝗈𝗆 : an indie original character, SHUANG MEIHUA of everlasting ent's 2022 girl group, PEARLE. ft. additional verses for ease of crossover.
F1: THE MOVIE (2025) PROMPTS * assorted dialogue, adjust as necessary.
when was the last time you won a race?
we just gotta hope for some lucky breaks.
hope is not a strategy.
what do you care what they say? it's just noise.
we do what everybody does, we lose.
hey, you lose that lead and i'll kill ya.
i think it's wonderful that they're giving second chances to the elderly.
no fighting!
who's fighting? i'm racing.
our shot is battling in the turns. we need to build our car for combat.
for what it's worth, don't be shitty to yourself. there's plenty of people out there that'll do that for you.
when you look in a mirror, you see this rough-and-tumble old school cowboy. doesn't take orders, goes his own way, huh? a lone wolf.
well, i have news for you. formula one is a team sport. it always was.
may i remind you that you report to me.
cool. just don't ask me to give up position.
hey, lemme ask you something.
a close friend made you an offer that is one hundred percent, positively, too good to be true. what do you do?
how much are we talking?
it's not about the money.
it's rare, but sometimes, there's this moment in the car where everything goes quiet, my heartbeat slows, it's peaceful, and i can see everything, and no one, no one can touch me.
i am chasing that moment every time i get in the car.
i don't know when i'll find it again, but man, i want to.
in that moment, i'm flying.
there's twenty other drivers still out on that track. you think any of them respect us?
i'm offering you an open seat in formula one, the only place you could say if you win, you are the absolute best in the world.
i'm told you're looking for a driver.
what's your name?
we can't pay much.
if the last thing i do is drive that car, i will take that life.
i climbed a mountain to get here!
you're making a mistake, thinking that i'm gonna be some grateful kid who'll bend a knee to an old-timer.
okay, here's another one my dad would say. slow is smooth, smooth is fast.
listen, let's get this straight: we all lose our jobs if you can't pull off a miracle.
when i said i like straight talk, i meant me. from others, i prefer mostly praise, flattery, idolatry. sometimes even gibberish.
i'm here to prove everyone wrong. my ex, my old boss, my first year uni physics professor. and until we win, i haven't.
how did you get here?
what would he want you to do?
just hear me out.
look, i wanna bring you on board.
right here, next year, let's run it back.
we did it, man. a deal's a deal.
what kind of way is that to race?
you just spend your whole life starting over.
take care.
i'll see you down the road.
where is he?
let it go. focus on a clean start.
we'll never win clean.
can we just not break any rules?
the rules are against us though, aren't they?
anything you wish you'd done differently?
basically what i'm trying to say is... i'm sorry.
thanks. you're a superstar.
i'll see you out there.
he's driving angry. not good. it's not good.
who is that asshole?
your man thought i was maintenance. sent me to the backgate.
i'll never live with myself if i can't keep up with you.
how are you feeling?
someone has to sacrifice.
we are the best in the world.
you're crazy bro.
what are you smiling about?
you pull that shit again, i will knock your teeth out.
no one passes us without a fight.
oh, is this funny?
you think you got a seat next year? 'cause you just cut your chances in half. that's how dumb you are.
you failed! why should i listen to you anyway?
look man, i don't give two shits about you.
you wanna sabotage your career, you go right ahead.
i won't let you do it.
get your shit together.
just take care of your tires. you have to make them last.
should we just do the opposite of what he tells us to do?
whats your favourite ?
she's missed this so much — has missed him so much. has spent so long living with a constant ache within her chest: yearning for the missing piece of her heart that he had taken with him when he left. and she should hate him for that ... for being the only one that has ever succeeded in breaking down the concrete of her defenses. for distracting her from the responsibility that had been lain upon her shoulders since she was eighteen. and for becoming the one thing that she now knows that she can't be without. it's a silent dedication that she translates through her own kiss — spoken by the way that she does not allow for any distance to come between them, even when their lips part to make way for mingled breath. and she doesn't know for certain what the morning will bring: if he'll wake up, filled with regret for coming here. if this was just a lapse in both their judgements ... but she holds on to something that she's never held onto before. hope.
he kisses her again, and again. and she lets him, until his lips make their way along her jaw and she feels her breath hitch in the base of her throat. tries to hide it beneath a soft laugh, as fingers work to gently maneuver his head back from where his kisses have latched on to her skin. ❝ hey — when do i ever 'hog' the blanket? ❞ she forces a frown, but it does nothing to distract from the smile that seems ever - present upon the corners of her mouth. does nothing to prevent the way her lips seek out his own in another kiss, daring to let their tongues dance together in a state of familiar harmony. and she hums into it, letting her hand trace around from its embedding in his hair, until the pad of her thumb finds it place upon his chin. only then, does she pull away ... enough to fully be able to look at him. to see how his lips are red and slightly swollen — knowing that her own reflect the onslaught much the same. ❝ god — i've missed you so much. ❞ words are barely above a whisper, as her thumb then lifts to gently swipe along his bottom lip. ❝ but we should probably try and get some sleep ... ❞
❛ you always do ... i wake up and im shivering and shaking in the cold . ❜ now thats an overstatement . he grins , his eyes still a bit hazy from the drinks . but he knows exactly what hes doing & she does too . evident in how she removes his lips from her jaw . at least , she kisses him again . and landon feels himself melting into it . she tastes so sweet and ... her touch wanders . through his hair , finger against lower lip . he finds himself sighing contently . ❛ ive missed you more . fuck ... every day , every night . at every race i hoped youd be there . ❜ a hope that was crushed every damn time . when he returned to the garage and penelope wasnt there . his lucky charm ... ( after all , the first few races after their breakup were terrible . and he blamed it on his lucky charm being missing )
❛ why sleep when there are so many things we could do instead of that ... ❜ he raises a hand and tugs a lock of her hair behind her ear . cupping her cheek again . he leans in , kisses her again . like a man starved he kisses her & urges her to lay back down against the mattress again , instead of resting against the headboard . but ...
his admissions dont last long , the moment his lips press against her neck and are no longer busy with her own mouth - he feels his eyes fall shut [ its the alcohol ] and a soft snore leaves his lips . face buried in the crook of her neck , his arms carefully wrapped around her . sleeping in the most comfortable place he can imagine : with her , next to her ...
LANDON MCQUEEN ❪ @cityracing ❫ : starter call
“ what would you do if you weren't racing? ” curiosity brightening gaze, brow arched slightly as he considers the other. “ do you ever think about it? ”
❛ hmm ... ❜ he hums while he plays with robins fingers . splaying his own hand against the other mans palm , as if hes comparing the size of their hands . its been a lazy evening , some quiet and peace before the season starts . his cheek gently pressed against robins shoulder while they lay there . the curtains just a tad open so that they can see the lights of the city . at least , now they share the same hotel & sneaking in to be together isnt that hard anymore ... but : the world has seen them kiss anyway . they just still need to figure out their next steps . but for now : hes content here . talking about something other than racing or their scandal . ❛ id like to do something in the kitchen . you know ... maybe own a restaurant . ❜ he ponders . ❛ i always liked cooking , my mother always let me help her when i was young . ❜ he now curls his fingers around robins and raises his gaze to look at him . ❛ you could be my sous chef . youd just be there to look pretty and motivate me to work harder . ❜ landon says with a grin , giving robins hand a gentle squeeze .
a familiarity settles between them, and even though there are still questions that are yet to be answered, she finds that she no longer dreads them. though she will not press for them tonight — doesn't want to ruin the moment of their reconciliation with the onslaught of her honesty. after all, he had barely been able to digest the truth that she has already given him, and selfishly: she does not want to lose the warmth that his presence in her bed brings. but anything that he may ask of her, she will answer. she will not hide anything from him again ...
it's why her admission falls so easily from her tongue. why she does not shy away from allowing him to see her cry. and why she does not pull away from the tenderness of his touch. how could she? when it is what both her heart and soul has yearned for since he left ... when all she wanted was to forget the world around them and focus only on him?
she keeps her eyes on him, even as her head subconsciously lulls into his hand: even as she watches him lean closer — and she chooses to meet him halfway in closing the distance between them in a kiss. eyelids fluttering closed, while her own hand seeks refuge at the base of his skull. he tastes of mint, and wine. but there is something else present that fills her with a sort of nostalgia. something that has been carved into her memory from the first time they had ever kissed. something so undeniably him ... and it draws a contented sigh from the depths of her lungs: causing a smile to pluck at the corners of her mouth and for the kiss to be interrupted. but she doesn't pull away. instead, she lets her nose brush against his own — lets their breaths mingle together within the minute space. lets her nails run gently at his skin amidst the mass of soft curls. ❝ i take it this means that you're sleeping here? ❞ she whispers against him, lids heavy as she opens them to look at him again. hopes that he can see that she doesn't want him to sleep anywhere else ...
he missed this more than anything . to feel her fingers , to taste her lips . SHE IS ALL HE EVER WANTED & how could he possibly stay away from her , when penelope tastes like everything he loves . when her touch sends shivers down his spine and makes him feel like hes finally fucking alive & no longer in a state of floating around this meaningless universe . its cliché , its perhaps a bit much , but thats how he feels about her .
a soft chuckle falls from his lips , and while he can still feel the alcohol surge through his veins , he knows that this is their only chance of GETTING BACK TOGETHER . ❛ i guess . ❜ landon replies , more a soft hum than anything before he kisses her again , again & again ... cant get enough of her lips ,not when theyve been apart for too fucking long .
❛ as long as you dont kick me out ... or hog the blanket . ❜ landon says between soft kisses he places against the corner of her mouth , her cheek .. her jaw . hes testing the waters , wants to see just how far he can go . how far shes willing to let him .
well, i'm not the moon, i'm not even a star. an independent and private original character based on the 'girl next door' archetype. ©
⤷ ゛ @cityracing , starter call * [ STATUS: accepting ].
she still can't quite get used to the buzz of adrenaline that spikes after every race: surrounded by the cheer of celebration, and the immediate recounting of the car's pros and cons between drivers and their engineers. it's all very overwhelming — how the curated machine of formula one never seemed to stop churning, even before the cars had made it back into the haven of their garage. (but as much as she was enthralled with the ins and outs of the internal aspect, that wasn't why she was here). ❝ holy shit — you were amazing out there! ❞ her voice cuts through with unabashed glee, as she weaves her way through the crowds of engineers and media personnel: immediately capturing landon in a tight embrace. (this was why). ❝ i'm so proud of you ... ❞
HE LOVES FHIS FEELING . adrenaline surging through his veins , his hands almost tremble from it . heart beats out of his chest & the moment his helmet comes off : red cheeks are revealed . so hot underneath helmet and fire proof suit . and while he feels pats on his shoulder , and praise from all sides , all landon wants is to SEE PENELOPE . to hear her say how proud she is , to hear her say how well he did ! ... & FINALLY . his arms wrap around her , twirls her around while his lips press to her cheek . he doesnt care about father who stands in the back ( hes never proud anyway ) , all he cares for is her . ❛ did it for you , baby ! fuck , i feel like im high . ❜
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landon has bpd . theres no sugar coating it , he does . his mood can change drastically in just a second ( yes , im projecting ) when something goes wrong and people are frustrated because of that : he thinks its his fault and his alone . he often finds himself wondering if people hate him , talk about him behind his back ( thats also why he often lashes out at people without a real reason ) he can go from extremely happy to severly upset or sad in just a few seconds .
say hi to landon
[ TXT - landon m. ] what? can’t handle vulnerability, mcqueen? [ TXT - landon m. ] wants to see me get bodychecked. alright, good to know. is that because i saw your race today? [ TXT - landon m. ] let me know and i’ll get a ticket for you. [ TXT - landon m. ] champagne bottles to celebrate a victory? solid choice. i better see you as the one holding it. [ TXT - landon m. ] uh-huh. is it a room that is going to show me the best views in the city? [ TXT - landon m. ] if you lose, i will let you see what a true winner’s room looks like 😉
[ TXT - august w . ] maybe i would consider it something like karma , yes 🤣 [ TXT - august w . ] i heard people call it the "boy aquarium" and i think thats incredibly funny . it made me laugh a bit , when i heard it . [ TXT - august w . ] best view , best service , best stocked mini fridge . [ TXT - august w . ] oh now youre just getting cocky 😐😐
