thank youuu for new sweet ripe fic!! it’s truly one of my all time favs, i would read like one hundred million words of it even if you just wrote about them like reading the newspaper or watching paint dry
I would love to hear any random your sweet ripe verse thoughts!! like how do you think max would react if it was charles in that crazy crash (and george zoomed on by. lmao.). or what does max dream about saying/doing if he ever met one of charles’s terrible ex alphas. what do that cats think of charles. thank you love this fic i think of it daily
hii ☺️👋🏻 thank YOU the the sweet message!! Hopefully I can make it more interesting than them watching paint dry haha
alright, I’m going to run through your list here (literally grabbing my glasses like an old lady to see better 🧐) ah, better!
Now, how would Max react if Charles was the one that crashed and George zoomed on by? (I’m also taking this as a more general, how does Max react whenever Charles is the one that crashes.)
Hmm…honestly, I think his very first, split second reaction might be about what that means for Charles’ racing/qualifying result. If that had happened and George did that to Charles instead, he’d be on the radio to RB as soon as he saw a timing board driving by, instantly complaining and telling GP to check the flags, check the lift because there’s no way he lifted enough to make it safe at that part of the track. He would be huffing and scoffing and there’d be a lot of heavy sarcasm weakly concealing his anger.
He’d check for the update on Charles right after, of course, but even that crash doesn’t rattle him or make him panic. Charles hardly wrecks ever, has a policy of allowing himself one wreck per season if it’s a driver error, and otherwise getting sooo frustrated when it’s a failure of the car or a battle on track. He’s more worried about Charles’ mood than his body post crash—Charlie almost never complains about being sore after a race or tired or hurting at all and those instances he’s not hiding his pain, he just genuinely prefers not to dwell or focus on it.
Ok, next one! What does Max dream about saying/doing if he ever met one of Charlie’s terrible alpha exes?
Wiping the smirk off their faces. Because they have to have one. He knows the type, sees it all the time. He thinks about putting them in their place because these are the exact same alphas that fawn over him and his talent and see him as the blueprint for an ideal alpha: rich, best in his field, powerful. He thinks about staring them down until they flinch, until they bend because they will—they’re hardly alpha enough to stand to him. Max thinks about being a wall, a barrier, a promise that if they ever try to look Charles’ way again, they have to see him first.
He thinks about taking Charles’ mark and carrying it with pride. He thinks about every time Charles offers himself up, shows his neck, tilts his hips for him in bed and he knows that they will never get an omega that treats them that way. They will never know that satisfaction.
What do the cats think of Charles?
Sassy adores him. New best friend, new playmate, new person. Sassy likes how much more full the house is, likes that there’s someone else to play with and she shares Charles’ appreciation for praise and attention.
Jimmy opens up more cautiously, but he likes that Charles purrs sometimes in his sleep and he can sneak close to take shared naps. He might dart away once Charles is back to being awake and moving around, but having a napping buddy is wonderful.
Thank you so much for the lovely words!! I hope this answers these questions somewhat satisfactorily 😆🫶🏻💙❤️
