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“I see the way you look at me. Like you want nobody else. Nobody else but me.”
Max advanced, and Charles kept retreating. So nervous, always so anxious, feeling guilty. Truth is, Charles was scared.
“I don’t… I don’t know what you’re talking about—“
“Oh, but you do. You do know. Do you think I’m that stupid?” Charles was captivated and mesmerized by every single thing about that man. “Tell me, Charlie. Oscar doesn’t treat you right anymore and you decided to fuck his brother, instead?”
(italian translation in my profile)
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Castiel never expected to see Dean again after all this time, but he can't say he's mad about it when Dean looks this beautiful under a haze of neon lights. No words he's written about Dean over the years could compare. Something about Dean just seems different now, and Cas can't help but want to close the distance, to learn more about the enigma of Dean Winchester.
But Castiel has changed as well, his words and appearance gaining edge and confidence, and the walls he's built to protect his soft underbelly have grown tall.
Dean's been falling in love with the emo queer kid for as long as he can remember, and he regrets losing touch with him for years after being profoundly bonded, so now he's working to try and get him back. If only it were that simple. Does Cas want to know the person Dean is now?
Can they let each other in one more time to try?
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Seungmin never misses with a review.
At the Daily Prophet, his pen is more feared than an Unforgivable Curse: inns, restaurants, and magical events tremble the moment they hear he’s in town. So when he’s assigned to evaluate the famous Diagon Alley inn — notorious for its chaotic parties and its insufferably charismatic owner — he already knows what to expect: mess, excess, and plenty of reasons to write a scathing critique.
What Seungmin didn’t expect was that Minho, the inn’s owner, would be even more infuriating than the rumors claimed. Between eccentric guests, sharp-tongued arguments, foam fights, and not-so-subtle provocations, the most serious critic in the wizarding world finds himself dragged into a chaos he can’t (or doesn’t want to) escape.
He might give in to Minho’s charm… but his pen stays sharp.
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A few hours before Oscar was announced to be driving with McLaren in 2023, Lando remembered being pulled into Zak’s office for a chat.
Lando had guessed that his new teammate would be the topic of conversation, more specifically who it was, but Lando had not expected the shovel talk (of sorts) that came with that discussion.
“Watch out for Oscar, alright? He’s a good one. He’s getting a lot of shit from Otmar for signing with us, and I don’t want him to have a harder time than necessary.” The McLaren CEO gave Lando a serious look. “We present a united front. Oscar’s going to be with us for 2023, and I will not tolerate any shit towards him from Alpine- and neither should you.”
The Brit’s knee-jerk reaction was to scoff a bit. “He’s a grown-up, he can handle himself.”
Or alternatively; When Lando had gotten a new teammate, he had been prepared to fully send anyone who decided to fuck with Oscar Piastri straight into turn 1. What Lando had not been prepared for, in any shape or form, was for his new teammate to give 0 shits whatsoever.