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“Yeah, well consider it festered,” he spits out. “It isn’t something I can do so easily.”
“What isn’t?”
“The waiting. The waiting around,” he answers, and even he can hear the frustrated tone of his voice. He thinks he is probably not entitled to it, considering that this conversation is a cancerous growth from the desire that he can’t let go of. “I cannot just sit quietly for the next time you want me. There’s no time in the day for that.” There’s hardly time now. The fucking title hangs in the balance, and Daniel comes to him wanting to talk now.
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Or, Max and Daniel have a brief reunion after quali for the 2025 Vegas Grand PrixSeries
- Part 2 of 2025 Season
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Bill,
Thanks for your letter of January 31st detailing your loss of the Thunderbird Invitational. I hope you know that I don’t keep up with that kind of thing, and you could’ve just as easily have told me that you took home the whole damn prize. I guess I should thank you for your honesty, shouldn’t I?
All is well here, thanks for asking. I really am sorry that I’m not able to come to more reunions, but New York is a long way to travel even to visit with nice people. Maybe I’ll get up there someday, but I’ll bet that you salty bastards must get up to enough excitement without me there. Tell the fellas I say hello the next time it rolls around.
If you’re still in California, my wife and I would be happy to host you at our home here on the outskirts of Los Angeles. We’re still at the same address we were when we were married back in ‘49. (Some four years ago, now. Can you believe it?) So, swing (haha) by if you want to. Ring if you decide to come or Alma will bite my head off. My extension is enclosed, and it hasn’t changed either, as you know.
Faithfully yours,
Jay
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In an instant, he remembers seeing her marching behind her father down the streets of Aldbourne, every bit as serious and severe as a ranking officer. It would be difficult to forget that harsh, determined look (trained only on the next step forward and the next) on an otherwise gentle, round face framed by dark curls.
That look is trained on him now, her green eyes are a shock to the rest of her, sharp and intelligent. They seem to dig into him almost instantly.
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Lewis Nixon has been on his last nerve, but he knows better than to fill up a whole sheet of paper with how much he dislikes somebody. Not pleasant to write about and certainly not pleasant to read. He has this latent desire to make his accounts something that DeEtta likes to get beyond the simple joy of receiving word from a friend. They deserve to have some kind of entertainment value.
All the same, he walks across the Fort Benning fields in the newfound heat of April to the post office and lets himself just think for a second what he might say to DeEtta if he wasn’t worried about being a bother.
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Or the drafts of letters that pile up in Dick's mind when he starts considering what he WOULD write about Nixon -
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“Oh, you don’t have to worry about me on that front,” he promises her, believing it fully to be the truth.
Nevertheless, she seems unconvinced. “Don’t I?” she says, leaning in as though whispering a secret to him. She has a clean scent to her: lemon, linens, and eucalyptus.
“For starts, you don’t know me,” Rosie tells her, and though his mind wills him to pull back, the body is weak. Even in Texas, February is cold, and he can feel her warmth from where he stands.
There is an extended moment, torturous honestly, in which neither of them move. In which she just stares at him as though their strangeness to each other wasn’t a factor she’d considered before. Or maybe that’s a thought from his own mind and the drinks are confusing him. Either way, she grins once more, and only then does Rosie realize that up until this point he had been seeing behind a curtain that has suddenly snapped closed on him.
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Or, Rosie can't help himself from getting reeled in by a taken woman
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Congruence and Divergence by allegoricalrose (SilentStars)
Fandoms: Doctor Who, Doctor Who (2005)
06 Oct 2015
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She's gone, trapped in another universe, but he needs to touch her one last time. (Or so he tells himself) Behind the scenes and between the sheets of Series Two.
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He’s a different Max with Daniel (for Daniel). The PR team despairs of them, but Max has never had so much fun in his life.
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Max Verstappen collects data on how many hugs Daniel needs to live.
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- Part 1 of to love and let go again and again
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28 Nov 2025
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Stepping into Max’s hotel room feels wrong somehow. But it's not like he didn't know this was a real possibility when he showed up. What did he want if not to be let in? He'd been in Max's hotel room before. This was nothing new. Not really. But… It had been awhile. Max closes and locks the door behind him.
Daniel waits for about two seconds before deciding to treat this like back in the golden days where they practically lived with each other. Red Bull could have saved money and booked them rooms together for all the time they spent in each other's rooms. Might as well pretend nothing had changed.
Waltzing in, he collapses onto the couch. “Nice room Maxie, I think-” he turns his head just in time to see Max stumble, reaching for the wall and bringing a hand up to his bowed head. “Hey,” he's back on his feet and moving towards him, “Max? What's wrong?”
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Daniel checks on Max after the Silverstone crash. Max is not doing so great.Series
- Part 1 of Silverstone Crash
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16 Nov 2025
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But before Max leaves them all in the dust, it’s Daniel’s turn. It has to be. Christian doesn’t get to decide that it isn’t. Because Daniel has given his all to this team, and he has waded through shit for this team, and this – retirement after fucking retirement – cannot be the end of the road. He deserves – no. He has earned it; to be there when this shitbox of a car finally improves and the gap to Mercedes closes.
So despite a voice in the back of his mind saying, get out while you still can, dipshit –
Daniel is staying at Red Bull.
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26 Oct 2025
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Dean’s your typical half-orphaned, monster-killing 22-year-old until a trenchcoated stranger crashes into his back windshield one September night, claiming he’s an angel that knows him from the future and that he’s on the run.
Frigging fantastic.
(Or, in which Castiel gets stuck in Dean’s timeline preseries and Dean kind of hates it—until he doesn’t.)