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He was about to turn the phone off again when he paused, blinking.
No, he thought. I can't possibly have seen that right.
So he checked again. And again. And again. He shut the entire phone off and powered it all the way up again.
It didn't change.
The date at the top of his screen read 17 / 11 / 2026.
That’s impossible, is the first thought that came to his head, quickly followed by this must still be a part of that strange dream, it’s all a dream, surely.
Wilbur Soot
Why did you go
What happened to you
Why did you leave us
I love you
I miss you
Please come back.
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Or: AU where Tommy gets transported 5 years into the future, except that means he mysteriously disappeared for everyone else.
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Hi, the desk read, written in a shaky handwriting that can only come from writing straight onto the flat surface, I like your drawings.
Tommy blinked, reading the sentence once, twice, before a large smile spread across his face that he quickly hid behind his hand before his teacher could see.
Next to the writing was a doodle of a small flower in a field. It wasn’t anything special, and there was no amazing skill behind it, but it looked nice. It looked right, slotted nicely into place with Tommy’s own scribbles.
Eagerly, Tommy fished his pencil out of his bag and added Hi. Thank you. I like your flower.
Or: Tommy spends his math classes doodling on his desk. He accidentally gains a pen pal.
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Wilbur woke to a hand softly moving his shoulder.
“-bur. Wilbur.”
Wilbur blearily blinked his eyes open- there wasn’t any light to squint against. It was still dark.
It was still dark, and Tommy fucking Innit was waking him up.
“What-” he brought out, voice gravelly and heavy with sleep, “What is it?”
Tommy grinned.
“Get up.”
A beat.
“What the fuck?”
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Or: Tommy drags Wilbur out of bed early in the morning for a special (and surprisingly wholesome) mission.
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I don't want to spoil what happens in the fic so the summary is a little sucky, please give it a shot I promise you'll like it.
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Taking in his surroundings, he finds himself lying on a grassy knoll, bordering on a simple oak forest. He spots a few sheep nibbling on the grass on a hill, seemingly unperturbed by Tommy’s rough arrival. The portal he arrived through is several meters to his right, glowing with a dark, swirling pattern like it always does.
His location, as peaceful as it may seem, did nothing to settle Tommy’s slowly growing nerves.
Because he stepped through a portal headed to the nether.
So where in Notch’s name was he now?
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When a nether portal seemingly malfunctions and spits Tommy out in the middle of nowhere, he has to survive and find his way home: all while sporting a pretty serious injury.
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Three weeks, one day, seven hours and forty-two minutes by QuantumFox
Fandoms: Criminal Minds (US TV)
25 Apr 2020
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“If this boy’s mother tried to commit suicide and he’s from a chronically unhappy household- Maybe this wasn’t an abduction at all. What if Bobby simply ran away?”
Rossi quickly cut in before Reid’s idea could be given further thought. With a shake of his head he says “When nine-year-olds run away, they’re usually home for supper.”
“I managed three weeks when I was eight.” Reid retorted.
“Three weeks? They didn’t find you?” Rossi joked back, although with some concern laced in his voice.
“Hmm?” Reid looked up at him, confused for a moment before continuing, “Oh, they didn’t realise I was gone. Makes it significantly easier.” He answered, before looking down at his file again, just missing how the colour drains from the faces of the other people aboard the plane.
Reid casually mentions running away at the age of 8, and while he definitely does not want to talk about it, the rest of the team definitely does.
Based off of 07x05 "From Childhood's Hour", but just the first five minutes, barely any spoilers for the rest of the episode.
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wonderland (never worse, but never better) by sixteenthirtythree (kireinayuta)
Fandoms: Formula 1 RPF
18 May 2023
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“In the future, you won’t have to be Pierre’s guest,” Charles already knows what Max is going to say, and he braces himself to hear words that shouldn’t even really feel like impact, but always do anyway, “because you’ll be mine.”
Charles wants to weep. More than anything, he thinks he might want to be Max’s.
But, that is not something he can ever say.
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When Charles was thirteen years-old, he may or may not have fallen for his best friend's brother. Those feelings also may or may not have ever disappeared.
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On the drive back to the hotel Max had turned to him, blue eyes fierce and piercing.
“Promise me you won’t stop being angry. You’re angry because you know what you can do. Use it, control it, let it fuel you. Other people won’t understand but that doesn’t matter, you know what you’re capable of.”
You and me, he’d seemed to say, we’re the same.
Charles wonders now how he ever thought Max wouldn’t understand.
Or: Charles leaves Ferrari, tries to win a championship, and learns some things about belonging. All the while, Max is there.
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Max stared at Charles’ closed eyes and how they twitched in his sleep. Objectively, Max knew that Charles was probably the most beautiful man he had ever seen. But... this was Charles.
Charles Leclerc.
Big, cry-baby Charles.
Sauber #2 driver Charles.
When did he decide that Charles The Driver would become Charles The Boyfriend?
He wishes he could remember.
OR: The self-indulgent Amnesia AU that nobody asked for. This is my love story to Charles Leclerc, thank you for coming along. Warning: this fic may break you.
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“I’m not so drunk that I don’t know what I’m asking you,” Max said.
Charles swallowed the lump in his throat. “Me either.”
“So, is that a yes?”
“Are you sure about this?” Charles asked instead, laughing unbelievably and shaking his head. “This is not something we do, mate.”
“It could be something we do,” Max said, grinning at him. His fingers flexed on Charles’ hip, and it did something weird to Charles’ brain. When he looked back on this moment later, he would blame Max’s big hand on his hip for what he did next.
Because for some reason... Charles kissed him.
He wasn’t sure why.
OR: the self-indulgent story of how Charles and Max fell in love over winter break 2022, in a classic Enemies to Friends With Benefits to Lovers fic that nobody asked for.
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“I don’t know,” He finds himself staring at another picture. Max is laughing brightly, to the point where his eyes are crinkled, and his mother is smiling too. There is a navy cap on her head: it is a Red Bull cap. Max’s Red Bull cap. “It’s just hard to imagine, I think.”
Pascale looks at him. For a moment it is an odd look. But that quickly melts into a smile. One that is gentle around the eyes, and soft on the mouth. Somehow, it makes Charles feel young again — younger than how he already feels; twenty-one in a world where he is twenty-five.
“You don’t have to imagine it, mon garçon,” she says quietly. “It has already happened.”
Or,
The last thing Charles remembers is the 2019 Austrian Grand Prix.
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