#be feral

[spankerella]

[the-2ndwaltz]

I’VE GOT NOTHING TO PROVE??? BABY NO. BE FERAL. EAT THEM.

Oscar standing there giving the calmest, most emotionally stable interview imaginable about how he doesn’t need a rebellious streak and how going against the team is the fastest way to lose a championship while I am in the background vibrating at a frequency only dogs can hear because SIR YOU LED THE CHAMPIONSHIP FOR MOST OF THE SEASON.

And somehow the lesson that came out of that year was “don’t disrupt the team dynamic.” The team dynamic that somehow always seems to require Oscar to be the calm one. The reasonable one. The one who understands the strategy. The one who “plays the long game.” Meanwhile I am clutching him like a Victorian woman fainting on a chaise lounge screaming MY BABY DESERVED VIOLENCE. You don’t have anything to prove because you already did it.

You were fast. You were consistent. You carried half that season on your back with the emotional range of a monk and the face of a polite accountant.

And now you’re saying you won’t have a rebellious streak.

BABY I WILL HAVE THE REBELLIOUS STREAK FOR YOU.

But on Sunday I need you to look at the grid the way a Victorian orphan looks at a loaf of bread.

EAT THEM.

Unless it's George. George can share your hunger because he also looks like a man who has been emotionally repressed for several years now and frankly I will not get started on the whole Cabanel’s Fallen Angel eyes situation again because every time I do people act like I am exaggerating when in reality those two walk around the paddock looking like two tragic princes who have been politely starved by the politics of motorsport.

And I’m supposed to sit here and be normal about that.

Absolutely not.

Because the thing is you both have that exact same expression. Those eyes that look like you’ve been personally wronged by the concept of fate itself.

CABANEL WOULD HAVE HAD A FIELD DAY.

Two beautiful, miserable, competitive creatures standing there pretending they’re not one bad strategy call away from committing emotional warfare on the entire grid.

Which is why I stand by my statement.

You are princes.

Hungry princes.

And you deserve the feast.

The whole feast.

The meat. The juice of the meat. The bone. The skin.

Everything.

Except each other.

You can share.

[mordonj]

Swearing makes people think your vocabulary is small. Instead

Scream.

[saturnhas274moons]

If you don’t lose your mind writing bomb ass fanfiction then what’s the point

[mandareeboo]

GOOD SHIT THAT'S THE GOOD SHIT

[miifu666]

Hehe seeing others ocs interact with Suklha is my fav activity hehe

What? No i havent touched grass in 500 years, why u askin?

[untilyouremember]

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