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if Charles and Max are ever teammates, people will finally be able to realize that both of them are in the same level of unhinged energy and that Max is far more emotional, which in return will show us a completely new side of Charles that tends to come out when they crash. Max immediately throws a fist while Charles just looks at him like, okay then, throw a tantrum. Ex.Shakir Grand Prix

#I low key want this #but after their done with both Red Bull and Ferrari #when they have titles and it’s just for the fun of it #the drama #the angst #the pinning #the backstories #lestappen #charles leclerc #max verstappen

No, I'm not admitting the number of times I've watched addict

#hazbin hotel #angel dust #guys...the loreeeee #the backstories

After finishing Crooked Kingdom, I lay still and stared at the ceiling for a long moment to dry my tears and think about everything that had happened in that book.

#that scene where kaz was beating everyone up while he got beat up? BIG DICK ENERGY #when he told inej he'd come for her if he couldn't walk he'd crawl to her #i was squealing like a dying seal #the backstories #wylan my sweet innocent baby #also THE GAY CONTENT THAT WE DESERVE!!!#i refuse to talk about matthias #six of crows #crooked kingdom #book rec #book recs

HRA.

(Piece of Harper's backstory.)

HRA.

The Sunday after the accident the Atlas family still attends church. They meet with the elders of the community and the priest before mass. The priest says a benediction over the broken child and pulls her parents aside to offer pity and charity. The elders take the chance to swarm the small child, left without a second glance by her parents.

“She was already such a quiet child,” one muses, patting her consolingly on the head.

“Still it's a pity,” They all agree, “What a poor child. What she must be going through. How lost she must be,” They say. Then they meet her eyes as she finally deigns to look at them. There is no sadness or fear or much of anything to find in their depths. Slowly the elders recoil, and no one is sure who whispers it, but the rest agree, “Dead eyes. Demon eyes.” They remember seeing those eyes in the veterans.

The oldest among them crouches and meets the little girl’s eyes with empty eyes of her own. She answers the others without breaking their staredown.

“Survivor’s eyes,” she says. The child favors her with a smile, hard and small and fierce. None dare argue with the oldest of them, but none are willing to agree either. They back away from the child, unnerved, and reconvene safely with the priest and the parents.

The old lady offers the child a hand. The child takes it.

#Harper atlas vibes #my writing #the backstories #this is about to get an overhaul but I feel like its a good intro to Harper and her issues