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    Fandoms: House of the Dragon (TV)  

    26 Dec 2024

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    The issue Alicent has with Rhaenyra’s ego is simple—as a driver and a mechanic they have two very different jobs. Alicent’s job is to understand Rhaenyra’s relationship to the car and how it affects the build. Then, she has to accommodate. Alicent is always watching. Every turn of the wheel, every crash, every race start, every press of the pedal, Alicent is watching. It’s her job to count the flecks of rubber flying off the tyres at 360 KM/H. Rhaenyra, despite this, thinks she knows every fucking thing there is to know about her car. Alicent knows you can only see so much from inside. That’s something Rhaenyra refuses to understand.

    Rhaenyra Targaryen is one of the most outstanding drivers in the world, with three F1 championships to her name and another season just kicking off. Alicent Hightower is the woman behind the car itself—the Number One Mechanic. Every build goes through her from chassis up. For two years, she's been working with Ferrari—specifically on Rhaenyra's car. The only problem with this is the two of them spend most of their time in the garage trying not to bite each other's heads off.

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    09 Apr 2025

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    Because of this fic, I got obsessed over F1 - and I don't even like (or watch) F1! I think it speaks a lot about the quality of the writing lol

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    Fandoms: Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021)  

    09 Mar 2025

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    “Houston, do you copy?”

    Caitlyn panicked, feeling extraordinarily unprepared having been thrust into her new position without so much as even a handbook to consult. What were the formalities? What was she supposed to respond with? Where was the damn push to talk button…

    “Hellooo? I said Houston, do you copy?”

    Caitlyn fiddled with her headset, having finally found the green button on the side and hastily letting out a rather breathless reply. “Um, yes. Hello? This is Houston. I copy.”

    There was a long pause in which Caitlyn sat twiddling her thumbs, anxiety pushing the frantic pulse of her heartbeat through her eardrums. Was that wrong? Did she already fuck up? She took a steady deep breath, finger hovering over the talk button until the familiar voice of the astronaut came through her headset once more.

    “Damn, Houston. I didn’t expect you to sound so sexy.”

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    Caitlyn has been assigned as the personal capcom to one of the astronauts currently on a year long expedition at the international space station. Cue long months of pining and desperate longing.

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    08 Apr 2025

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    this fic changed my life like wtf
    One of the best things I've ever read in my whole life, and I'm not even ready to say goodbye (literally just finished it). I don't even know how to fucking bookmark in ao3, but I had to! Please poeple, trust my word when I say: YOU HAVE TO READ THIS AT LEAST ONCE IF YOU'RE A GIRL KISSER!!