Livinpipedreams - M

"It's x's home race because he drives for an Italian team" "Its y's home race because he speaks Italian" WRONG. It's Yuki Tsunoda's home race because he literally lives 15km from the track and the nonnas in town call him Yukino

my headcanon is that andrew handles their taxes because he hates authorities so much he's not gonna deal with them over fucking taxes. neil probably doesn't know about them and if he does he just doesn't care

Forget the Moriyamas, the second Neil got a job the IRS would be up his ass because you just knowww he’s not filing for taxes

charles driving at sunset in austin vs max driving into the storm in brazil

Boop if you think the world is a little better when we all calm down and unite over booping the shit out of eachother.

“Bring back cunty F1”

Y’all can’t even handle Max Verstappen

i really feel like saying this but i feel like sometimes some of y’all forget Charles is a generational talent ... that man is an exceptional driver put some respect on his name !

Please know that with every boop you get, I have said it in my head as well.

I WAS IN THE MIDDLE OF A 81 CHAPTERS FIC 😭😭😭😭

"Andreil should say I love you, that's how we have proof that they heal-"

Shut up! A fic once said Neil goes on a quiet search for the best Hot Cocoa brand, buying a different kind every time they run out, wordlessly cataloging Andrew's reactions to each new brand tested so he could find The One so that comfort hot cocoa on bad days can be a little more sweet!

Shut up! A fic once said Andrew dropped money on a house because the neighborhood was so quiet, so empty, full of old people and surrounded by woods that it turned Neil's brain off cus he felt safe enough for his hypersensitive threat perception to say 'yeah alright we're cool'!

Shut up! A fic once had Neil rail on the other Foxes for excluding Andrew from Secret Santa cus "they didn't think he cared" and Neil straight up told them that if it came down to them versus Andrew it wouldn't be them!

Shut up! A fic once had Andrew go on the hunt for clothes that wouldn't aggravate Neil's scars when they got extra sensitive on bad days, throwing out all his clothes with the Bad Texture and replacing them, honoring baggy size and boring colors and all!

Shut up shut up shut up!!!

me impatiently to the little french cat boiling me in a stew: chat am I cooked