#flyingfiinn

[exspiritment]

@flyingfiinn​ // harry said: i thought you were supposed to call me.

“I’ve not been doing a great job of establishing boundaries and expectations if you actually thought that was going to happen.”

A bit patronising, a bit disdainful — it’s like she doesn’t know what to do with affection, like she doesn’t know what to do if she isn’t hated.

[legacybaitarch]

@flyingfiinn​:            “  i  hate  a  guy  with  a  car  &  no  sense  of  humor.  ”

inbox content:            halloween (1978) quotes.

“d'you get a lot of race car drivers like that?”  sam crinkles her nose in mild amusement.  “guys that will speed around the track at two hundred miles an hour, and be like  —  ‘i guess that was okay’?”  she breaks; her sardonic expression cracks into a grin that flashes teeth.  “does it ever get boring? you’re risking your life every race but i mean  —  that’s part of your job. do you ever get nervous?”

[fakedsciences-a]

@flyingfiinn​ said: you’d do anything for a friend, wouldn’t you? (from harry to juni)

“Well, of course. When you think about it, what else is there to do for one?”

Juniper feels an aspiration towards perfectionism that is almost painful. If she’s going to engage in this new thing known as friendship, she has to do it better than anyone else ever has. 

“I’ve always felt like you think the same way. You’ve done so much for me, after all.”

[amnerise]

—   amira   &   harry

@flyingfiinn​   :   "you don’t think this hat will block anyone’s view of the race, do you?”  it’s comically large, more befitting the new york fashion week than watching a racing championship. amira’s excuse is this:  “it’s going to be sunny this afternoon, i don’t want to spend half the day squinting. otherwise i would just wear another one.”

[hatigave-a]

               ❝  you’re sloppy on your turns.  ❞     he means well. one doesn’t step forward to simply give advice to the rookies out to bite his neck without being kind    ;     one does not put their own glory on the line to uplift the next generation. time is ticking, a high speed existence before the camera’s flashing lights is doomed to run out sooner than later. people already speak about the next generation before the old one is truly dead. 

❝  could easily gain you half a second on the entire lap if you just keep it tighter.  ❞  words are discredited with a simple shrug, hands buried in his pockets as he waits for another photographer to tell him to pose. driver becomes a puppet as he waits to be displayed like a product in a store.  ❝  but then again, the fuck do i know.  ❞

@flyingfiinn​      ♡’d for a starter

[shesould]

  “ i never thought this day would end. ”                   @flyingfiinn      

“       yeah, you must be exhausted from pretending to like me,       ”   half sarcasm, half truth                   if it’s any consolation, that feeling is reciprocated. a shrug with a cocked eyebrow, the sort of   ‘ but what can you do ? ’ look. it’s not like vivienne isn’t trying ; she wants to make this work, she wants to at least make it feel look real.   “       you deserve an academy award for that one, alex.       ”

[metuere-now-exspiritment]

@flyingfiinn / harry

“Henry. Baby.”

She adjusts his collar like it’s normal to be this close, uses his full name like she has the right, calls him baby like it won’t give the poor, pristine Brit a heart attack. 

“I don’t care what they say. I think you did great yesterday.”

[fakedsciences-a]

@flyingfiinn​​ // harry thomas

<God, Harry. We don’t have to keep practicing this. Juni is going to like you whether or not you can talk to me. And it’s funny for me when you have basically no vocabulary.>