#mick tag

[cold-cadaver-bitch]

Wait holy goated you have a tag for me 🥹🥹🥹

Yes I do Mick McTeethpervert 👍

[champselysees]

Pls explain krtek propaganda to me like I have not idea what it means 🫢

Just cute picture 😭

Ajsjdjd okay so what you actually reblog is a still from Krteček (lit Little Mole), a Czech kids cartoon

However me, the person you reblogged from, and a few other people are jokingly comparing one of the Habs goalies to a mole and cause the op of that image posts exclusively stills from the cartoon, sometimes one of us reblogs their posts with a Habs caption so my immediate thought when I see a krteček post on my dash is the Doby mole propaganda ajskdkdk

[tyremanagementsupremacy]

I’m here to ask 💕 kissing somewhere other than lips for George/Oscar because I like how you write them (can also be with Lewis/Alex added but don’t feel forced towards that fic, I just love your fluff)

Hii Mick💕

Working on a deleted scene from to lend a helping hand, counts as working on said wip, right? RIGHT?

Set just after chapter 4. Geoscar being sweet and snuggly

George was pliant and soft when Oscar cleaned him up. He kept blinking slowly, seemingly on the verge of falling asleep but clinging to wakefulness. His eyes tracked Oscar’s every move as he walked between the bathroom and the nest.

Once he returned George opened his arms, beckoning him close. Oscar was tempted to just let himself fall into George’s arms and have a nap. His stomach reminded him why it was a bad idea. Instead he crouched next to his backpack and got some sports drinks and snacks out.

As he climbed back into the nest, he hoped no one would be too mad about crumbs in bed but feeding George seemed more important in that moment. He dropped the snacks into George’s lap instead of crawling into his arms, which earned him a bewildered look and a pout. Oscar smiled softly as he sat down next to George, dropping a kiss on George’s cheek as he helped him sit up.

George seemed uninterested in the food presented by Oscar, shoving the packages off himself to instead climb into Oscar’s lap. Oscar wrapped one arm around him, as George snuggled into his side, resting his head on the others shoulder. Oscar absentmindedly dropped a kiss on his hair as he reached for a discarded energy bar. Even if George wouldn’t eat, Oscar should.

Maybe he could get him to drink something at least. He put the energy bar back down and reached for a bottle instead. George refused that too, turning his head firmly into Oscar’s neck. Oscar lowered the bottle with a small sigh, before thinking better of it and drinking from it himself.

Oscar was taking long sips when he felt George pull on his arms, glancing down he met George’s eyes. The other had turned his head slightly to track Oscar’s movement. As Oscar lowered the bottle slightly to check in, George’s hand darted up and wrapped around his hand. George pulled the bottle towards himself and started drinking from it, still holding on to Oscar.

It reminded him of the moment they had shared in the hallway, almost forgotten with everything that had happened between them. Whatever awkwardness had lingered back then, it was all gone. 

Well, Oscar could work with that. Once George was done drinking, Oscar quickly finished the bottle before opening an energy bar. When he offered it to George, he turned away again. Oscar suppressed a smirk as he took a bite while watching George. Sure enough, George turned to him, watching him as he took a bite, perking up a bit as he took the second one. Oscar didn’t even try to take a third one, instead offered the bar to George.

This time George was happy to lean up and start eating it, a smile playing around his mouth between bites. His scent had sweetened too, he was clearly pleased by Oscar playing along. Oscar was all to happy to feed George like this. His heart gave a funny squeeze at the trust placed in him.

Oscar wasn’t sure what would happen once George’s actual alphas returned. He had half-considered leaving before they could get there. But the thought of leaving George alone, of potentially abandoning him while he was disoriented in another heat wave felt too wrong. He couldn’t do that to him.

George snuggling more firmly back into his neck distracted Oscar from his thoughts. He couldn’t help the fond smile. He dropped another kiss on George’s forehead before reaching to the next snack.

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Lewis does mind the crumbs in bed, so does George when he is more present. 💕ask game💕

[racingliners]

your birthday??? omg! happy birthday <3 i love being mutuals with you and I’m wishing you a great year ahead. may it be filled with much joy and fun crafts

🥹

Thank you so much Mick!! 💖

[bluehardtops]

MARKER I WILL SO HAPPYILY TALK TO YOU ABOIT TOM STALLAED HI PLS

LISTEN.... PLEASE.....

mick i fear that i might need him

[tyremanagementsupremacy]

WIP Wednesday Friday

thank you @david-bearman for tagging me to share a sneak peak of a fic!

tagging @nearmike @femmegeorge @autumn816 @britrrari @yesterdayiwrote and anyone writing and wanting to share

premise abu dhabi gp 24 - Lewis' last race and a very stressed and anxious George turning into a girl - it will be porny at some point it's +2.5k words of angst (more bits of the fix here and here)

Still, Lewis moves in for a hug. The movement familiar, yet the stiffness that meets his arms is not, a jamais vu in the making. Maybe it was always going to end this way, two people able to read every line of the others body destined to be strangers once more. Except Lewis never believed in fate being determined by anyone but himself, he fought his way into formula 1, overcame every obstacle in his way. He made his own destiny. He wouldn’t let George go this easily. So he pulls George closer, ignores how the other holds himself stiffly and is almost leaning away. It takes a breathe and then a careful exhale before George melts into his arms. Their bodies once more fitting together. George tucks his face into Lewis’ neck, so he moves one hand to the others head. Cradles George in his arms.

[tyremanagementsupremacy]

thank you @david-bearman & @femmegeorge for tagging me!! <3

rules: make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous and tag as many people as you have WIPs. people send an ask with the title that most intrigues them, then you post a snippet or tell them something about it

Haven't done one of these in a while and I looove them! I am only including the ones I have been working on in the last two months

toxic threesome maybe

GR63 gets 63

Gewis_StorkBaby

Marcusgetssomeloving

I am trying to do actually finish fics and don't have twenty different wips at once - it is not really working

I feel like most of the usual suspects have been tagged but let me try: @middle-ans @weegreenbean @yesterdayiwrote @grnaitor (If you write fic??) anyone else that wants to join!! (also tag me so I know to tag you in these things in the future <3)

[tyremanagementsupremacy]

jay mate i want to know your top 5 fav deserts

Mick!! <3 :D

(People that know about my food allergies... shhhhh)

Tiramisu

Linzertorte (I will include a picture and I make a very good one)

Anything apple but especially apple crumble

Chocolate cookies

Chocolate cake

Special mention for Ovomaltine McFlurry's - which I really really cannot have but hey are SO GOOD

☆sleep over ask game ☆