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[f1fanfics]

G&J (https://archiveofourown.org/series/1735738)

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

2019: Abu Dhabi GP - My Favourite Chapter About My Favourite Trio

George was pleasantly surprised to see Jamie in the Williams hospitality on Wednesday night. She wasn’t her usual bubbly self but maybe she was anxious about the test. The rookie test was happening after the race. George was driving for Mercedes and after speaking to Nicholas, they both had thought Jamie would be doing one session with Williams. She was the only junior driver for the team now, as Nicholas had officially been announced for the team next year.

Jamie’s knuckles were white with how hard she was clutching her coffee mug. Claire had apologised profusely to her and Rupert. She wasn’t driving an F1 car. Not this season anyways. The session was going to Roy Nissany, an unknown F2 driver. In her controlled rage, Jamie had signed on to stay as a development driver for next year alongside Dan Ticktum. Claire and Sophie tried to justify it and Jamie tried to understand. But right now, she couldn’t. She felt like she’d been slapped in the face.

Still, she tried to put her PR face forward when Amanda dragged her to a Q&A on Thursday.

George smiled as Jamie came into sight. “I thought Italy was your last race?” He greeted her with a sideways hug that she reciprocated.

“So did I,” she replied shortly. Nicholas and Robert greeted her hello on the balcony.

“She can’t do any of the Christmas filming so we’re having you all here now,” explained Emma, “Sophie’s on maternity leave so please be nice to me.”

Robert went in front of the camera first. “How come you won’t be at the factory?” asked Nicholas.

“I’m racing in Asian F3.” Her tone was sharp, the usual bubbly attitude was gone. She did her bit to record a Christmas message and then returned to her phone. Next, all four of them had a media session in the paddock club and Jamie put all her years of PR training to use for that half an hour.

For dinner, she sat in the corner of the hospitality, wallowing in her sadness. Rupert came to join her, not happy seeing her alone.

George spotted her from the other side as he was having dinner with Nicholas. “Something’s wrong.”

Nicholas followed his eyes across the room. “Agreed. I don’t know if she’s mad or sad though.” They turned to Emma.

“No clue,” she said. “Maybe it’s personal?”

“Well, we can’t have her upset at a race weekend.” George wiped his mouth with a napkin and stood up. “You coming Nicky?”

“If you’re upset with us and don’t want us around, say so and we’ll head back,” declared George.

Jamie smiled up at him and patted the seats either side of her. “Could never be mad at you two.”

Just as they both had sat down, another man emerged at the hospitality door and he headed straight for their table.

“Hi!” he said enthusiastically.

“Hey Roy, isn’t it?” said Nicholas, recognising him.

“Yeah, nice to meet you all.” He shook hands with all three drivers around the table. “So who’s giving up the car?”

Jamie’s chair scrapped the ground as she mumbled and headed upstairs.

“Sorry,” said Nicholas, turning back to face Roy. “Who’s giving what car?”

“I’m doing the post race test,” he smiled back.

“Congrats,” said Rupert insincerely as George and Nicholas shared a look. “Heard you might be headed back into F2 next year as well.” As the two continued their conversation, George pulled his phone out.

“Emma’s just messaged us Nicky, some press briefing thing.”

Nicholas took his phone out. “Has she? I’ve not got anything.”

George stood up. “Your phone’s being slow, come on, upstairs, now.” George gave him a pointed look. Nicholas appeared to understand and stood up and the two started to walk.

“See you guys around then?” smiled Roy as they walked and awkwardly waved goodbye.

George reached the landing at the top first. It was much quieter up here, a group of 5 people were having drinks in one corner. And in the small spot right at the back Jamie was leaning against the railings.

“Hey,” he said softly as Nicholas followed behind him. Jamie turned and faced the two with her arms crossed. She looked cute angry, thought George, but now’s not exactly the time to think of it.

Nicholas grabbed some chairs and all three took a seat.

“He’s not even done any racing this year...” The words were getting caught in Jamie’s throat. Her voice was trembling with rage.

“We thought you were getting the test,” said Nicholas, his voice small.

“Yeah, that’s why I thought you were here,” added George. The two leaned forwards in their chairs, closer to her.

“Yeah well, I flew all the way here to try and do some last minute convincing as well.” She put her face in her hands and leaned her elbows on her knees. “I’m not getting a go in the car anytime soon, am I?”

“Not if we keep bothering Claire about it,” said Nicholas. That made her smile.

“They’re only taking him for the cash, no offence Nicky,” started George.

“None taken,” replied the Canadian.

“Everyone in this motorhome and a hell of a lot of people outside know you’re much faster,” he continued. Nicky nodded in agreement. “He got what? One point in his year of F2?”

“One more than you in your rookie season,” interrupted Jamie.

“And she’s back,” smiled George. “Up you come.” He stood up and hugged her tightly and she hugged him back. “Don’t be shy Nicky, join in.”

Jamie chucked and extended an arm to hug Nicholas as well. “Thanks you two,” she mumbled from where she was trapped.

“Come on Jamie, don’t want rumours do you?” George chuckled as he let go and the other two followed suit.

“So when’s the first F3 race?” asked Nicholas, leading the trio back downstairs.

“13th December,” she replied.

“I’ll see you at Autosports Awards then?” said George.

“Yeah I’ll be there,” she smiled. “Also, an exclusive for you two.” George and Nicholas stopped on the stairs. “Officially signed on for next year with you guys as well.”

The two men grinned excitedly.

[damselwrites]

Words to use instead of “said” organized by emotion/intention

[f1fanfics]

Waiheke Wedding Weekend

Dan and Jemma hadn’t seen each other for almost two years, since they had broken up. Jemma had moved back to Australia and tended to stay off his radar.

Until now, as they both prepared to celebrate the wedding of their best friends.

Jemma felt the guilt cropping back up as she finished another glass of wine. She had lost count a while ago, but wasn’t this exactly the point? To get drunk and party with Sarah in her last few days of being single.

Speaking of the bride-to-be, Jemma stumbled towards her.

“You okay there?” giggled Sarah.

“I wanted to say sorry again,” slurred Jemma.

“Stop it,” scolded Sarah, reaching for another glass herself. “I should’ve had the sense not to ask you to be bridesmaid if Brendon was going to ask Dan.”

“I appreciate the thought,” smiled the Aussie.

Sarah grabbed her hand as the song changed. “Come on now. No soppiness. Time to party!”

Dan was in the opposite end of the building, laughing as Brendon attempted to sing karaoke.

“Another one?” asked Mark, holding a bottle of beer for him.

“Cheers mate,” said Dan, accepting the drink. As Mark took the seat next to him, Dan started, “hey, by the way, who was talking to Annie when you guys got here?”

“Don’t be an idiot in front of me,” winked Mark, the alcohol slowly numbing his tongue. “You know it was Jemma.”

“I heard she’s not a bridesmaid.” He took a swig and continued, “but I’m glad she’s here for Sarah.”

“Doing it for the soon to be newlyweds?”

“Come on, you know Sarah and Jems are like best friends. Me, Brendon, her and Sarah have been around each other since we were like 18. We’re doing it for them, as friends.”

“Yeah, you and Jemma, Brendon and Sarah, Seb and Hanna – the high school sweethearts. Glad to see you’re here mate, no matter how shit the groom’s singing is.”

Jemma was close to tears when Sarah called her in before the ceremony. Her friend looked stunning and she was so happy for her. She eventually left the bridal suite as Emma texted her to get come and start getting ready in their room.

She was glad she had Emma to keep her company throughout the wedding weekend, despite Jemma being one of the last guests to come to Waiheke Island for obvious reasons. She hadn’t met Dan since their breakup. It was coming up to two years since then but Jemma had no idea what to say or how to behave around him. She had taken every chance to avoid him but this was an event that she could never say no to.

As Jemma took her seat for the ceremony, a friendly voice sounded from behind her. “Jemma!” called the unmistakable voice of Ann.

“Hiya Annie,” she smiled.

“You look stunning!”

“Aw thanks,” she blushed, “you look great too!”

“These seats taken?” asked Mark, walking up behind Ann.

Jemma’s smile widened as she leaned up to hug him. It suddenly hit her how much she’d missed the Monaco gang. Chris, Brendon, Emma, Sarah, Mark, Stoffel and many more used to be part of her daily life until she moved back to Australia two years ago. After sharing pleasantries, the music started and the trio took their seats. Sarah’s nephew led the wedding party which included a smiling (as usual) Dan. Jemma tried to block the thought of how handsome he looked but failed miserably. She watched a nervous Brendon enter and then her stunning friend.

Jemma could hear Ann getting emotional and wrapped an arm around her friend as they all sat back down. She held herself together until Brendon got to his vows. A silent tear of happiness rolled down her cheek as she saw how in love the two were. She reached in her purse for a tissue and when she looked back up, she caught Dan’s gaze. He was looking right at her and offered a small smile that she gladly returned.

A few more tissues later, and the ceremony came to an end. Jemma stayed near Emma as the wedding party moved to the front for a group picture. As the guests slowly made their way to the reception hall, Jemma stayed back for a bit, at Sarah’s insistence. Just because she wasn’t a bridesmaid didn’t mean that she didn’t want to bask in her friend’s happiness. She chatted with Mark and Annie whilst watching the pictures being taken of the newlyweds and their wedding party.

“Mark, Annie,” called out Brendon, “picture time!” The two excused themselves and went to pose for some pictures. Once the photographer was satisfied, Brendon asked Dan to join for a Red Bull family picture.

“Hold on,” said Sarah. Jemma who was busy on her phone, didn’t notice Sarah walking up to her and pulling her arm. “Come on now.”

“Sarah,” gasped Jemma.

“What?” she winked. “There’s no way I’m having a Red Bull picture on my wedding day without you.” Jemma smiled back. “Is that a problem Dan?” asked the bride.

Dan blushed red. “N-no of course not.”

Jemma went and stood next to Annie. She smiled as the photographer took a picture before he sighed. “You know what I’m going to say, don’t you?” he smiled. “Bride and groom in the middle please, with two people either side.”

Jemma looked over at Dan who opened an arm. She walked over to him and he gently rested his hand on her hip. For a moment, Jemma lost all sense of where she was as she realised how much she had missed this feeling. The flash of the photographer brought her back to her senses as he continued to take more pictures.

The reception was beautiful and all the small details spoke to Sarah and Brendon’s taste. Everything from the flowers, the first dance to the choice of alcohol. Jemma had found her girl gang and danced around with them as she celebrated.

After a few hours of dancing, Jemma sat on the porch just outside the hall, enjoying the fresh island breeze floating by. Her thin scarf wasn’t that great at keeping her warm but the alcohol helped slightly numb the sensation.

“God, you must be freezing,” came a familiar Aussie voice. As Jemma slowly focused herself, Dan had draped his jacket around her shoulders and taken the seat next to her. It smelt of his cologne she noticed.

“You don’t have to,” she blushed.

“Thought I was a good excuse to come say hi.”

“Hi,” she smiled, “how are you?”

“Good.” His grin was back. “You?”

“A bit drunk,” she admitted. Dan laughed and God, she missed that sound.

“So,” he leaned forwards in his chair, “you seeing anyone?” The alcohol had given him courage to be more direct.

“No, you?”

“No.” There was an awkward pause. “It’s hard, isn’t it?” continued Dan. “Getting back into the dating game.”

“Tell me about it. Last time I started to date someone was in my teens, not now when I’m nearly thirty.”

Dan looked her in the eyes. “You’ll find someone Jems. I know it.”

Hearing him call her by the nickname he gave her, Jemma couldn’t help herself but ask, “nothing’s changed between us, has it?”

Dan sighed and slumped back into the chair. “I’m sorry.”

“I understand,” she said, forcing a smile.

“You staying in New Zealand?” asked Dan, clearly changing the topic.

Jemma looked away from him, back towards the sea. She didn’t want him to see the tears that were forming in her eyes. “No, I’m actually headed back tomorrow.” She could feel his eyes on him. “I should be heading back in now,” she said, standing up. “I promised Bianca another dance.”

She handed him his jacket back with a heavy heart and walked back into the hall, dashing to the toilet. Why it still hurt so much, she couldn’t figure out. She had spent nearly two years convincing herself that she was over Dan, but as she looked at her reflection, she realised it was easier said than done. His touch, his smell, his smile and his eyes still made her heart jump. It was never going to be easy trying to move on from her first love.

She tidied herself up and went out with a smile on her face, taking down a few more drinks and dancing around with her friends. Dan noticed that for the first time in a while, the alcohol went down easier than ever. He saw her smiling and laughing as she danced and decided it was best to stay like this, no matter how much he wanted to hold her again. It took all he had in him not to pull her closer when they took those pictures after the ceremony, just to feel her in his arms again.

A very hungover Dan headed back to the hotel from his run when he saw Jemma, Sarah and Bianca stood around a car. He soon realised that the car was a taxi for Jemma as the other two women said their goodbyes to her. Jemma climbed into the car and saw Dan. She passed him a small smile and wave that he returned.

As Jemma started on her way to the small airport and Dan went to his room for a shower, both of them had the same longing thought – who knows how long it would be until they would see each other again.

[blusterprose]

Imagine

I strongly suggest not imagining your OTP in the following scenarios:

Discovering they are going to become parents

One half of the OTP setting up, painting and arranging a nursery while the other pregnant half impatiently waits to see

Pregnant half of OTP finally seeing the nursery and it completely perfect or bursting into tears because its completely impractical but loving that their partner put some much effort into it.

Non-pregnant half getting up to get weird food in the middle of the night for very specific cravings.

Non-pregnant half getting annoyed that the baby stops kicking just as they go to feel and then getting really excited when it finally kicks right when they are resting their head on the other person’s belly.

Pregnant half beginning to feel useless and unattractive as they near the end of their pregnancy and need hep getting up, putting their shoes on and lying down while the other half thinks they’re more beautiful than ever and advises that growing a healthy child is anything but making them useless.

Pregnant half going into labor and being surprisingly calm while the other half freaks out and forgets everything they’ve learned about child birth and what to do.

Finally getting to see the baby after its born and being so overwhelmed there are tears everywhere.

Non-pregnant half being paranoid about holding the baby wrong.

and then becoming paranoid that other people are doing it wrong.

[historygeek12]

@hazycosmicchild Look at these!

[swingsetindecember]

where an international spy gets the wrong intel and strikes up a conversation with an informant but it turns out the other person is just normal. they aren’t a spy, they’re just having a coffee when this well dressed stranger quoted some pop culture reference and they couldn’t help but answer because like, it was so obvious

now the spy weekly talks shop while the normal person relates

“almost died last week”

“tell me about it, the new management is terrible”

[telesilla]

imagine your otp

[yvonnism]

Sometimes the bae just don’t realise how pretty she looks…flippin’ her hair like that…..smiling like that… huiissshhhhhhnnngh. She probably still thinks I’m exaggerating, but it’s exactly how I feeeel

[1000storyideas]

How to create romantic couples with chemistry

Writing couples is both enchanting and exhausting. How do you make people ship your couple? How do you make them an OTP? How do you make your couple matter to the story? Or matter at all? To answer all these questions, I’ll explain three major must-have characteristics for couples:

1. Realism

Falling in love is a slow process. It’s different from person to person. People are flawed. Relationships are flawed. People make mistakes. People fear rejection. Not everyone will find their soulmate exactly when they need most. People show love in different ways. People are not flirty all the time. Realism is important. Development is essential. When writing a couple, visualize yourself as one of the characters (or both). Imagine their love story as if it was happening to you in real life. See how different it goes? Maybe not as fast and a thousand times clumsier, but also charming and interesting.

Example of strong realism: Carl and Ellie (UP), they take a lifetime to mature their love and mutual respect. Neither are perfect. The relationship goes through bad times, but their love only grows.

Example of weak realism: Caine and Jupiter (Jupiter Ascending), they fall in love in two or three days, not enough scenes are dedicated to developing the relationship. In the end, it feels strange. 

2. Balance

Give your couple opposite but complementary features. This is basically the Yin-yang symbolism that a lot of stories shows. If one character is all love-and-peaceful, maybe the other is a furnace of anger. If one traveled the whole world, maybe the other never left their village. If one is a millionaire, maybe the other is homeless. If one is short with dark hair, maybe the other is tall with light hair. However, no matter how opposite they are, always keep the balance. One shouldn’t overshadow the other. They must shine together, but also as individuals.

Example of strong balance: Fix-it Felix Jr. and Sargent Calhoun (Wreck-It Ralph), they belong to different worlds, they would probably never meet. He is a sweet pie that always tries his best, a peacemaker. She is, on the other hand, an explosion, a warrior. They are both relevant in achieving victory. Also, both are the heroes of their own games.

Example of weak balance: Sasuke and Sakura (Naruto), he is way more powerful than her, he doesn’t respect her as a ninja, he doesn’t like working with her. He tried killing her more than once and was never sorry about that. She accepts being overshadowed. She lacks character development compared to Sasuke. There is no opposite-complementary features tying them. It’s unbalanced.

3. Synergy

Make them work together. Make them accomplish common goals. Make them a power duo. Make them laugh of the same jokes. Make it easy and natural for them to be together, talking, sharing and having a good time. Make their conversations flow. Make it easy to touch, and stare, and embrace, and kiss. Make their mind and body work together.

Example of strong synergy: Cat Noir and Ladybug/Adrien and Marinette (Miraculous Ladybug), they are the heroes of Paris. No, they are partners in saving the world. It doesn’t feel uncomfortable when they interact, fight and save each other. It feels right. It feels natural. You crave for interactions.

Example of weak synergy: Kim Tan and Eun-Sang (The Heirs), they are the type of couple that are always fighting, but sometimes indulge in a passionate kiss. However, there’s no synergy between these characters. They are never on the same page. They are never partners. The magic of their relationship never sparkles. Even their kisses are uncomfortable to watch.

Now, think of your favorite couples (even non-canon ones) and try spotting the realism, the balance and the synergy in them. If you ship it,I’m pretty sure it’s there. 

Try applying these characteristics to your next writing.

[toxixpumpkin]

Date Gone Wrong Prompts

I like reading what you all create! Tag me please!

I got in a fist fight with the waiter who insulted you and now we are both banned from this restaurant.

First date ended up just being us taking care of a box of kittens I found on the way to your place.

You had an allergic reaction to your food during our date and had to go to the ER. I may or may have not cried over your safety.

We tried to prepare a romantic dinner together but we both suck at cooking and burn everything. So we ate ceral and watched shitty movies instead.

I’m on a really shitty blind date and you got fed up with the asshole I’m with so you dump water on their head and ask to take me on a better date. I totally accept 

It’s hard to take you on dates because you’re really cute and everyone notices this. So I’m stuck between “Yes acknowledge my cute lover!” and wanting to tell everyone who’s staring to fuck off.

You planned a picnic date but it’s ruined by fire ants and wasps attacking us. I’m quite sure we bonded while fighting off nature’s biggest mistakes.

Romantic walk on the beach is ruined when you and only you are attacked by crabs. I do nothing but laugh as you run away from the cast of crabs chasing you.

I didn’t know you had a fear of clowns so our date to the circus ends very, very badly.

I’m famous and our dates are pretty much always ruined by rude fans. How do you still want to be with me?

We don’t even go on our planned date because we keep arguing about a thing AND YOU JUST WON’T GIVE UP.

I got our reservation times wrong so we missed our table and the backup restaurant gave you food poisoning. I am so sorry.

Car broke down on a country side drive to an obscure restaurant and I honestly have no fuckin clue what to do about this. 

We are both terrible with horror movies and during a jump scare we accidentally smack each other in the face. “Oh shit your nose is bleeding!”

[shittyaus]

bathtime AU (submission)

taking a bubble bath and using the bubbles to give each other like bubble beards

“why do we need all these rubber duckies”

person A trying to cuddle/kiss person B but slipping and mashing their face into the side of the tub

the tub is kinda small and person A is a tol so they take up most of the tub

person A trying to initiate st sexy but person B is afraid of tainting the rubber duckies’ innocence

person A trying to get into the tub but slips and falls on top of person B who is already in the tub

givin their child(ren) a bath

[otpprompts]

Imagine your OTP sitting side by side on the floor, doing something like playing a board game or arranging old photographs together. Suddenly, person A turns to look at B and smiles at them. B returns the smile as A touches B’s hand, and for a moment they forget all about whatever they were doing as A gives B the gentlest kiss.

[katiewrites-deactivated20241107]

Prompt Set:

“I should’ve never married you” 

“So this is where you’ve been running off to.” 

“Just trust me, I’ve done this a million times.” 

“It’s freaking cold.” 

“There’s a remote for a reason” 

“You can’t miss work for the third time this week” 

“You have thirty seconds to explain or I’m gone.” 

[otpprompts]

Person A is having a phone call with their friend/boss/relative and cannot drop the call. Person B becomes impatient and starts distracting them (nibbling their ear, kissing their neck). This leads to awkward stutters and gasps over the phone. Bonus: The person over the phone understands what’s going on at the other end and tells A to ‘go enjoy themselves.’

[wearealsoboats]

disgustingly cute domestic scenes to imagine your otp in:

getting slightly too drunk in the middle of the afternoon and slow dancing to dumb cheesy old music and kissing in a way that’s more laughter than actual kissing, mouths clumsy and hands gripping tight and sunlight slanting over them as they move lazily together 

curling up on the sofa together, feet tucked under thighs and arms around shoulders, watch the kind of crap tv that only airs at 3am because they don’t want to go to untangle themselves to go to bed

hectic mornings when they each need to be somewhere and they’re rushing around each other, ducking into bathrooms and bedrooms and kitchen cupboards, pausing to straighten tops and press kisses to cheeks

going through old photos together and collapsing into laughter every three pictures, and zooming in on ones where they’re pulling awful faces or ones that were taken at just the wrong moment

getting ready for nights out together, standing shoulder to shoulder as they brush their teeth or get their faces ready or style their hair, knocking elbows and hips as they try and hog more space

standing quietly together in the kitchen after long, exhausting days, leaning into each other for support, breathing in the smell of home, fingers carding through hair and stroking down spines, until they feel like they can relax and smile properly again

[toxixpumpkin]

Date Gone Wrong Prompts

I like reading what you all create! Tag me please!

I got in a fist fight with the waiter who insulted you and now we are both banned from this restaurant.

First date ended up just being us taking care of a box of kittens I found on the way to your place.

You had an allergic reaction to your food during our date and had to go to the ER. I may or may have not cried over your safety.

We tried to prepare a romantic dinner together but we both suck at cooking and burn everything. So we ate ceral and watched shitty movies instead.

I’m on a really shitty blind date and you got fed up with the asshole I’m with so you dump water on their head and ask to take me on a better date. I totally accept 

It’s hard to take you on dates because you’re really cute and everyone notices this. So I’m stuck between “Yes acknowledge my cute lover!” and wanting to tell everyone who’s staring to fuck off.

You planned a picnic date but it’s ruined by fire ants and wasps attacking us. I’m quite sure we bonded while fighting off nature’s biggest mistakes.

Romantic walk on the beach is ruined when you and only you are attacked by crabs. I do nothing but laugh as you run away from the cast of crabs chasing you.

I didn’t know you had a fear of clowns so our date to the circus ends very, very badly.

I’m famous and our dates are pretty much always ruined by rude fans. How do you still want to be with me?

We don’t even go on our planned date because we keep arguing about a thing AND YOU JUST WON’T GIVE UP.

I got our reservation times wrong so we missed our table and the backup restaurant gave you food poisoning. I am so sorry.

Car broke down on a country side drive to an obscure restaurant and I honestly have no fuckin clue what to do about this. 

We are both terrible with horror movies and during a jump scare we accidentally smack each other in the face. “Oh shit your nose is bleeding!”

[patron-saint-of-emesis]

AU's, Part 2

I was hired to kill you but you’re pretty cute au

your voice sounds like my thinking voice and that’s really freaking me out au

two strangers exploring the same ‘haunted’ house that thinks the other is a ghost au

“I swear I’ll let you have you half of my weed if you don’t tell the teachers that I was getting high in the bathroom” au

I accidentally punched you in the face when I was trying to punch a different guy in the face I am so sorry au

arraigned marriage that I am only putting up with bc you’re rich and hot as hell au

you thought you were kidnapping your best friend for a bachelor party but you kidnapped me (a stranger) on accident au

you suck at dancing but you’re doing it in the middle of a bookstore to the crappy music on the radio and I think it’s pretty damn cute au

I’m a super villain and you’re a therapist I kidnapped bc I need someone to talk to au

holy shit you just saved me from getting run over by a bus au

no one was supposed to find out i’m a wizard but you did please don’t tell anyone au

I have amnesia and you say you’re my best friend but I keep on forgetting and thinking we’re lovers au

“I think I may have stolen your dog on accident sorry” au

we’re strangers and your hair is perfect except for that one strand that flew lose and it bothers me au

you’re supposed to be in the witness protection system but until that’s set up my cop friend is making me let you live with me au

“I know we’ve never talked before but there is a friggin huge spider in my apartment can you kill it for me” au

[f1rabbit]

@hopeful-stranger :)

[nlkjbkhvjucgkyfxjtd]

fun things for u n the baes

“i just walked into the classroom and you’re sitting in my fucking seat” au

“the teachers know we hate each other why the fuck do they keep putting us together for things” au

“i just found out we read the same thing but i’m slightly ahead of you so i’m going to subtly drop hints of what’s to come so when they happen you think about me” au

“of course i’ll be your fake datemate even though we’ve both read enough fanfiction that in our heads we’re thinking that it’s inevitable we end up together for real” au

“i manage to reference a meme every time we talk and you hate it but i love it” au

“our friends have bets placed on when we’re going to hook up and they think we don’t know but we do” au

“it’s 3 AM and my pet sounds like it’s dying and in my panic you were the first person i thought to call” au

“we should make cosplay videos together” au

“hey act out scenes from my fic with me so i can make sure they seem right” au

“our relationship mainly consists of saying cheesy song lyrics to each other to see who blushes first” au

“it’s seven in the morning why the hell are you drinking monster” au

“we’re roommates and your best friend is hot i want to date them” au

“i’m really confused about my gender and/or orientation right now and you’re being very cool and accommodating about it” au

“what the fuck is homestuck let’s find out together” au

“i’m obsessed with bandalooming and now you are too” au

“our parents are getting married” au

“our parents were best friends in high school but we actually can’t stand each other” au

“our parents hate each other but we’re best friends” au

“oh my god our siblings are romantically/sexually involved this is so weird” au

“your datemate dumped you for me but i’m only really dating them to make you mad” au

“explain to me why you thought it was a good idea to bring a litter of puppies/kittens home” au

[f1fanfics]

Here's to many more!