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solariconsblog · 4 months
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PitBabe The Series
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lizablackthorn · 1 year
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Charles Leclerc’s custom 488 pista spider..you will always be famous😭
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il-predestinato · 1 year
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Charles Leclerc 🎹 via instagram (December 1, 2022).
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petit-papillion · 11 months
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Driving his Pista in the rain...
📸 aaroneliawahl
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Midnights Track List (yaay!)
Track 1- Lavender Haze
Track 2- Maroon
Track 3- Anti-Hero
Track 4- Snow on the beach
Track 5- You’re on your own, kid
Track 6- Midnight Rain
Track 7- Question…?
Track 8- Vigilante Shit
Track 9- Bejeweled
Track 10- Labyrinth
Track 11- Karma
Track 12- Sweet Nothing
Track 13- Mastermind
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cipher-dorito · 2 years
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Hi! Can you do the aroace colours? (The ash up flag pls)
Hi! Of course!
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Happy Pride <3
Glitter Url Requests: Pride Edition 2022
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eternallovers65 · 1 year
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Moments in Charles Leclerc that are so insane I wish I made it up but can't, because this stuff can only happen to him
- When his watch got stolen and he decided to CHASE the guy with his custom ferrari 488 pista
- When his former girlfriend got locked out of the apartment and he wasn't answering his phone so she had to subscribe to his Twitch channel to tell him to open the door (please watch his former streams I beg)
- When he crashed Niki Lauda's 1974 ferrari during the Monaco historic grand Prix (his luck I swear)
- Every Monaco Grand Prix ever (the infamous charles leclerc curse)
- When he went to dinner with a guy, posted the picture on Instagram and it turns out it was an international criminal wanted by the Interpol
- He went to a restaurant once, handed his car to the valet and the car was out of fuel
- When he went for a run, took some photos with fans and this couple started to fight in front of him
- When he didn't realized his tiktok likes were open to the public (it was mostly fan edits of himself, baby goats, babies but mostly fan videos about himself)
- Recently, he dropped his airpods in the airport floor and decided to use this gigantic clamp to get it back
- Or just his babygirl esque nature (i love him <3)
- He accepted a ride from two strangers just because he couldn't find a cab (Arthur was also in the car!!!)
(Also, feel free to add more, please, and every time he does something so charles, i will uptade the list)
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disneyprincemuke · 2 months
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the best of (imessage) * bahrain edition
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taglist: @wcnorris @treehouse-mouse @laura-naruto-fan1998 @mindless-rock @leilanixx @ironmaiden1313 @angsthology @cherry-piee @christianpulisic10 @elliegrey2803 @33-81 @darleneslane @nikfigueiredo @happy-nico @namgification @localwhoore @sadg3 @kazuha-pista-badam @mellowarcadefun @glitterf1 @megatrilss1885 @peqch-pie @gentlyweeps-world @woozarts @meadhbhcavanagh @2bormaybenot @inejismywife @love4lando
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charles-leclerizz · 2 months
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PORSCHE F1 TEAM
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Precision Performance, Driven by Innovation
The roots of this prestigious car company date back to the early 20th century, when Ferdinand Porsche created the renowned company for automobiles in 1931. With a plentiful background of enginery exploration and innovation, Porsche has always willed itself to be associated with perfection, performance and precision. In the upcoming 2025 season of Formula One, Porsche has entered the race with a bold vision set to redefine the standard of excellence on the track. With cutting-edge technology, talent of the stars to the pursuit of vigilance, Porsche F1 Teams aim to re-write the triumph and legacy of Formula 1 history.
Sponsors :
Porsche boasts many sponsors on a universal scale, but notable names include:
‐ Hugo Boss ━ Plays a large part in designing the team's racing apparel and merch.
‐ Bose ━ Leading audio equipment manufacturer, could not only provide brand apparel but also help enhance team communication
‐ Adidas ━ For merchandising and casual team sports wear
‐ Rolex ━ A key sponsor that provides gold members with limited edition pieces created for/by the team
‐ Shell [shared with legacy team, Ferrari] ━ Provides fuel and lubricants for the team.
‐ Emirates ━ Major airline, provides commercial air trips for the team members and manufactures private jet's for important participants [drivers, team principal, CEO etc.]
‐ Sabyasachi ━ Provides sponsorship and media advertising
‐ Mahindra ━ Partnered with Porsche design and engine customisation
‐ Royal Enfield ━ Brand deals and apparel in India
‐ Amrapali jewels ━ sponsorship support along with more exclusive pieces for the team
‐ Forest essentials ━ An Indian focussed skincare brand, appealing to the more casual viewers of the sport along with media and sponsorship duties.
Team principal :
Katherine "Kate" Anderson
Katherine Anderson, also known as Kate originated from Manchester, United Kingdom. Growing up in a motorsport passionate family dynamic, her passion was sparked early on as she decided to pursue automobile and engine engineering from Oxford University. Her continued studies in Business and Advertising allowed her to pioneer women in motorsport events and lead to her being picked for the prestigious Porsche F1 team, being entrusted to bring the brand to success.
Kate is known for her dynamic leadership persona and innovative approach to management in general. She empowers her employees and colleagues under her command and fosters a friendly environment, creating excelling team performance on and off the track.
She is known to be a friendly face around the paddock, creating humorous situations and playing pranks on other personal around her. She is a natural-borne leader and commands to power and tenacity in pursuit for perfection, positive change and is a personality for inspiration to all female driver generations all around.
Drivers :
1 . Aisha Patel. 🪷
2 . Pierre Gasly. 🥐
honourary tags [for special pookies] : @disneyprincemuke, @weekendlusting, @woozarts, @mellowarcadefun, @paintedbypoetry, @33-81, @kazuha-pista-badam
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mbappeslover · 1 year
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écoute chérie // kylian mbappé | part two.
kylian mbappé x f! reader.
saw this edit on tiktok by strkvoid!!! they edited mbappé to écoute chérie by vendredi sur mer and… i fell in love. the song is sooo mbappé.
y/n got the job as kylian’s personal assistant. his previous assistant fired for unknown reasons. y/n had heard about kylian mbappé and his terrible attitude. she wasn’t excited to work with him. but, turns out.. he’s actually not that bad.
read part one first.
read finale.
“and then, he says he’ll call me in the morning. like what?”
y/n got home later that night and the first thing she did was call her friend to tell her of the events that went down.
“y/n, relax. i don’t know why you’re thinking so hard when it’s crystal clear.” y/n friend says.
“what’s crystal clear?” y/n asks.
y/n hears a deep sigh over the phone.
“you are such a idiot. it’s clear that he likes you, y/n! he’s interested in you.”
“but, i am his personal assistant. that can’t happen, he can’t be interested in me. do you want me to lose my job? i know i don’t.” y/n whines.
“i don’t know about you, but no regular boss does that to someone he only sees as a worker. an assistant… i’m just saying, if i were in your position, i’d be thinking of things to do when i become a wag.”
“shut up! i am not going to be a wag, i cannot stand you. plus, he literally hates me.” y/n rebuttals.
“again y/n, let’s use our brains. didn’t he say he had a reason. he was flirting with you and you think it’s nothing! you better go to his house tomorrow to find the answer.”
“okay, mom. you better be right about this.” y/n accepts in defeat because her friend is making a great point.
“mhm. i’m so tired, go to sleep y/n.”
“goodnight.” y/n says before hanging up.
you wake up to your phone ringing. it’s 8am.
‘who’s calling me at this time.’ you think to yourself.
still halfway asleep, you answer groggily.
“hello, who’s this?”
“waouh, j'ai mal. pourquoi mon numéro n'est pas enregistré? (wow, i am hurt. why is my number not saved?)”
fuck.
hearing the voice of the caller, you fully wake up immediately.
“no, no, kylian. i do have your number saved, i just, you just woke me up and i was still asleep, so i, i just answered the phone without lookin-“
“relax, i’m just joking. bonjour, y/n.”
even if it was way too early, kylian’s voice being the first thing you heard after waking up; it had to be the best thing ever.
“bonjour kylian, comment vas-tu? quelque chose est arrivé? (hello kylian, how are you? did something happen?)” you greet him back.
“no, nothing happened. i told you i would call you in the morning. i wanted to inform you that i decided to take a day off. so, you also have a day off.” he says.
“oh okay, is that all?” you ask.
“yes, that’s all. i’m outside of your building, get dressed and come down.”
you immediately sit up, removing the sheet off of yourself.
“what?! how are you? why are you…? you know what. didn’t you say today was my day off?” you question, confused.
“who said you’d be working? just come downstairs.” he says before hanging up the phone.
you calmly set your phone aside, before picking up a pillow, holding it up to your face and screaming in frustration.
you didn’t know what you were expecting, it sure as hell wasn’t that.
you hop in the shower and get dressed, wearing a black crop top, with black oversized cargo pants and panda nike dunks. you do a quick hairstyle and no-makeup makeup look before rushing downstairs.
it was a bit chilly in paris today, and you forgot to grab your coat before leaving the house.
you got downstairs but didn’t see the usual all-black van with extra dark tinted windows. it’s the car most celebrities drive in.
‘i thought he said he was outside…?’ you wonder, the wind making you shiver a bit.
you were about to pull out your phone to call him, when a red ferrari 488 pista pulls into the driveway.
the windows were tinted so you couldn’t tell who it was.
till the driver stepped out the car.
it was kylian. and, kylian looked so good.
he was wearing black airforce ones, cargo pants that cuffed at the ankles, a black shirt, with a light brown leather jacket.
you saw him outside of his practice uniform, it was usually athletic clothing, like a nike tech.
but, this?
he was all dressed up, and looked so nice.
“hello, y/n. over here! i knew you’d take a little while so i decided to get us something hot to drink in the meantime.” he said waving.
you walk up to kylian.
“this is yours? you’re so fancy.” you say in a teasing tone, running your index finger along the shiny exterior.
“yeah and rich.” he says confidently. he had his elbow propped up against the car door.
“whatever, you’re just kylian the crybaby in my eyes.” you scoff jokingly.
“don’t get too comfortable, miss y/l/n. i’m still your boss.” he says in a warning tone, of course, joking.
“you’re right. i don’t wanna go back to getting mean mugged all day for no reason.” you say, leaning against the car, crossing your arms.
“you know, you still have to explain to me why i deserved that.” you continue.
kylian just looks at you, up and down.
“where’s your coat? didn’t you know it’d be a bit chilly today? you look like you’re freezing.” he asks.
“is it that noticeable? i thought i was hiding the fact that i’m cold pretty well.” y/n says, a little disappointed.
kylian’s pov:
“is it that noticeable? i thought i was hiding the fact that i’m cold pretty well.”
there she goes with the unintentional pouting again, she just doesn’t know how cute she is.
on top of that, she had the nerve to dress so simple yet look so stunning.
he began to take off his jacket.
“what are you doing?” the woman in front of him questions.
“what does it look like i’m doing, cher?” he says trying to hand over the jacket to her.
y/n looked at the jacket, then looked at kylian.
‘please don’t be difficult.’ he hopes to himself
“i’m not wearing it.” y/n says before turning around, making her way the the passenger side.
he follows behind.
“yes, you are. you’re going to wear it.”
she reached to open the door, kylian quickly maneuvered in front and opened it for her.
“i’m going to make sure you won’t have to touch any door when with me.” he says to her, he didn’t realize how close they were to each other.
y/n’s pov:
he always does this. these small moments where they’re saying so much, yet so little.
her heart was beating, fast. abnormally fast.
after an intense stare down, y/n complies.
“fine, give me your stinky jacket.”
“stinky? you’re childish. i could never stink and you know that.” kylian says smirking as y/n slides on the jacket.
“he swears he’s all that and a bag of chips.” mumbles to herself.
“huh, what was that?” he says.
“nothing, what’s the plan for today?” you question, entering the car, kylian made sure you were properly seated, before closing the door for her and jogging to the driver’s seat.
“put your seatbelt on and here, this is for you. i got you some ginger-lemon tea. it tastes amazing.” he says pointing to the cup holder.
you thank him as he starts the car.
you sip on the tea, as you look out the window. you still didn’t know what the plan was today, but, obviously you weren’t gonna ask anymore questions because he wasn’t going to answer anyway.
it’s quiet, extremely quiet. but, it isn’t awkward, it’s quite nice.
why does the world suddenly slow down when i’m with my boss?
it’s ten minutes into the drive and kylian break the silence.
“earlier, you asked me what’s the plan. today’s plan is i’m taking you shopping.”
you choke on your drink.
“no.” you say after clearing your throat.
“no?” kylian questions, taking his eye off the road for a second to analyze your face.
“but, why?”
“why? just because.” kylian answers.
“you’re lying.” you shoot at him.
“yes, i am.” he shoots back.
kylian’s pov:
“what’s your deal?” she questions him.
“i can’t treat my assistant out to some shopping?” he says.
obviously, this isn’t normal. but, he likes y/n. he’s accepted that.
he still feels bad about the way he treated her.
he wants her.
“you’re not fooling anyone. i see right through you, mr. mbappé.” she scoffs.
“it’s kylian.” he replies, smirking.
they spent most of the day together at an extremely fancy mall in the heart of paris. places where only the elite shop: athletes, models, actors. so, the two didn’t need any security or had to worry about running into fans and paparazzi. it was just the two of them.
or at least they thought.
it was around 12 o’clock when they finished going through every store.
kylian bought y/n too many things.
when they first made it there, y/n refused to even set her eyes on anything in the shops because they were insanely expensive.
“we aren’t leaving here till you buy at least three items, please, i wanna do this for you. buy whatever you please.” kylian says to y/n.
y/n sighs before accepting it, she was grateful but she didn’t wanna use his money.
a few stores later, she lets kylian purchase exactly three things for her: christian louboutin so kate red bottoms, jacquemus asymmetric draped midi dress, and the chanel classic double flap bag.
the whole time kylian couldn’t keep her eyes off of her. he felt so happy, seeing y/n wear his leather jacket and him paying for anything that grabbed her attention.
they were making their way back to the car. kylian holding the bags.
“11.9K, not bad.” kylian says humorously.
“stop it, i will literally turn us back around and go return everything.” y/n says, still feeling a little bad for letting him spend that much.
he laughs.
“seriously, thank you, kylian. i’ll make sure to work over time to pay you back.” y/n says observing his face. if y/n had to choose her favorite part of kylian, it’d probably be his eyes. they were beautiful. big and clear. or his personality, he said so much, even when saying little. he had amazing comedic timing.
“pay me back? i offered to do this for you. i wanted to do it. i don’t expect to receive anything back.”
okay. she couldn’t deny it anymore. since day one, y/n was attracted to kylian. no doubt. he’s smart, he’s talented, he’s strong minded, with a strong heart. he’s an inspiration.
she smiled big, opening her arms to engulf kylian into a hug.
it obviously took him by surprise as he stumbled back. but, tried his best to hug her back with the bags in his hands.
they hug for a lengthy time. taking in each other’s warmth, shuffling from side to side. kylian smelled amazing, like a smoky, deep aroma.
y/n backed up, still at a close proximity with both hands on his shoulders.
“thank you, a million times. are you hungry? let’s go to your house. i’ll make you something very good to eat. c’mon.” you say, intertwining your hands with kylian’s sorta dragging him to the car.
you felt like you were in primary school again, having a stupid little crush and being all excited over it.
you two arrived to his penthouse. even if you were here the day before, you were still amazed at the beauty of his apartment.
you handed kylian back his coat, thanking him once more for letting you hold onto it this morning.
“i’ll set these down over here for you.” kylian says, referring to the shopping bag.
you hummed in response. making your way to the kitchen. looking through the fridge and cabinets to see what you’d be able to make.
kylian made his way to the kitchen island and took a seat there, watching you.
you turn around, “how does oven baked chicken and rice sound?”
“good. is there any way i can help?” he asks.
“mmm… no. just sit there and look pretty.”
“you think i’m pretty?”
“go to your room, kylian.”
“you said it, can’t take it back.”
“leave the kitchen, right now. go watch tv or something. the food won’t take long.” you say, shoo-ing him away. he laughs before getting up, plopping himself on the couch and turning on some tv.
he’s always laughing, loud and goofy.
you like it.
it was now 1 o’clock.
the food was ready. this time, two plates and two empty glass cups were set on the island.
“kylian, the food is ready, come eat!” you call out.
he gets up immediately and makes his way to to kitchen.
you see him approach with wide eyes, each second he gets closer, he gets even more amazed at the food.
“you don’t know how hungry i was, smelling the food didn’t help me much either. seeing it up close, is even better. how can you cook so well? i could kiss you right now.” he says enthusiastically, sitting down on the stool chair.
what did he say???
“ok, kiss me, what’s stopping you?” you chuckle, you were joking, but, serious. there was some seriousness in that sentence.
kylian looked up from the food fast, you could tell by his expression he wasn’t expecting you to say that.
“i’m just kidding. oh my gosh. you look like you were about to catch a heart attack, kissing me wouldn’t be that bad, you know.” you say playfully.
“anyways, what would you like to drink? water or orange juice. those are literally the only drinks you have in your fridge.” you ask, changing the subject.
“water would be fine, thank you.” you pour water into the two glass cups. you put the water back into the fridge and make your way around the island to sit next to kylian.
you two eat, sometimes occasionally staring at one another, and laughing when eye contact is made.
again, it’s nice.
you set your utensil down, sipping on some of the water before starting conversation.
“oh yeah, you told me you’d tell me why you treated me that way. i feel like now is the perfect time.”
he looks up, chewing the remaining food—wiping his mouth with some paper before sighing.
“yea i did tell you i would, it’s a long story but i’ll shorten it for you.”
it’s quiet, he looks to be deep in his thoughts. he looks hurt?
he begins, “i had a personal assistant before you. i got along with him very well. i thought we were buddies, we hung out like friends. multiple articles began coming out, stuff like ‘people close to young football prodigy reveals his terrible attitude and large ego.’ my manager and i thought it was just press doing their thing for some clicks and views. till more personal information of mine began to spread.”
he stops, sighing hard again.
“i just don’t know what i did for him to do that… we found out it was my assistant spreading rumors about me. things that were untrue, he got paid to fabricate stories. it really ruined my reputation. and it messed with me, i thought i had a genuine friendship with the guy.”
you pat and rub kylian on the back.
“oh, kylian. i’m so sorry.”
he looks you in the eye.
“no, y/n. i’m sorry. when i got the news of me getting a new personal assistant, i didn’t like the idea of it at all. i didn’t wanna have to deal with something like that again. so to make sure history wouldn’t repeat itself, i was awful to you. to see if you’d ‘rat me out’ to those gossip blogs. and i feel terrible, because you’re so sweet.”
you take his hands into yours.
“i forgive you.” you say, smiling sweetly at the man next to you.
he smiled, radiantly.
“thank you, y/n.”
“no problem, now, if you’re done, let me put your dish in the sink and go sit on the couch. i’ll cheer you up.” y/n says, gently removing her hand from kylian’s while getting up.
he listens, making his way to the couch.
kylian’s pov:
‘she’s perfect. she’s the one for me and she just doesn’t know it yet. i don’t care if she’s my personal assistant, i don’t want to be her friend. i want her.’ kylian thinks to himself while sitting on the couch. the only thing making noise is his mind and the water running as y/n clean the dishes.
y/n’s so patient and polite with him. he wants to build a healthy relationship with her.
his mind was making so much noise that he didn’t register that the girl on his mind, was seated next to him. staring at him.
“are you alright, mbappé?”
“hm? yes, yes i’m fine, y/l/n. so, how are you gonna cheer me up?” he responds.
“i’m gonna put on the dress you got for me, for you.”
‘i have got to be the luckiest man on earth.’ he thinks.
he’s rendered speechless. he didn’t know what to say so he just nods.
he watches y/n grab the bag and make her way to the bathroom.
for some reason, he’s nervous.
‘you’re acting like a virgin right now, loosen up.
you bastard, i am not acting like a virgin.
you sure are.
no i’m not. i am kylian mbappé. virgin who-‘ he says arguing with his consciousness.
he sees her walk out the bathroom.
y/n is the most beautiful person kylian has ever set his eyes on.
he sees she’s shy, kinda reserved as she walks towards him with a small smile on her lips.
“so, do you like it?
‘what sort of question is that?’ he wonders.
“do i like it, y/n? i love it. it hugs you in all the right places.”
he sees her blush.
“you’re cute, y/n. behind all that fiesta girl act you put up, you’re a little sweetheart.” he says, trying to get her to blush more.
it works as her smile beams.
he quickly grabs the remote, going on youtube and typing in a song.
he clicks on the video and the song begins, lyrics filling up the room.
‘j’ai pas fait semblant, j’te jure.’
he makes eye contact with her, smirking.
“it’s our song.” y/n says.
“yes, our song. come here, let’s dance. you look gorgeous.” he says, getting up.
they slowly close in on each other, shy giggles being shared. soft touches being placed.
‘partir, venir, mourir, courir.’
kylian has his hands wrapped around y/n’s waist, y/n’s arm around kylian’s neck. they weren’t making eye contact, but, they were pressed up against each other. in a tight hug as they swayed to the beat.
‘je te dirai que je t’aime.’
kylian lifts his face from the curve in your neck.
“you smell so good.” he whispers in your ear.
a feeling in your stomach began to tumble in at the breathlessness of his voice.
at that time, nothing mattered to the neither of you. forgetting that kylian’s your boss and you’re his personal assistant.
you look at him.
eyes connecting, like always.
“mhm?” you say, looking back into his eyes.
“oui.”
you two just look into each other’s eyes, then at each other’s lips, before the eyes again. their song playing in the back.
at the same time, you two lean in.
‘tais toi, écoute chérie. j’ai pas le temps.’
your lips meet.
one word to describe it: euphoric.
it was intense, but, soft and short. like the feelings they started growing for each other in such a short time.
they pulled back at once, they’re always connected, in sync with each other.
‘courir, partir, venir, mourir.’
kylian is the first to dive back into the kiss with more passion. y/n reciprocated it back. it’s like craving a sweet caramel candy, knowing you shouldn’t eat it because of cavities.
it feels so right, though.
his hands went lower, lightly gripping your bottom before caressing it.
“wait, kylian.” you say backing up from the kiss.
“is everything ok?” he asks concerned, backing up from you to give you space.
“c'était parfait. (it was perfect.)” you answer.
“but, this isn’t right. i’m your personal assistant, kylian.” you continue.
“so? i don’t care about that, obviously. i know this is a drastic change, but i want there to be an us. i’ve been attracted to you since the day i saw you in the psg office. i really wish we could’ve met under better circumstances, but, i still wanna get to know you. we can move at your pace.” he explains, getting closer to you, placing his hand around your waist again.
y/n thinks about it.
‘écoute chérie, c’est maintenant.’
she looks into the eyes of the boy who’s on her mind, all the time.
“i do have a tiny crush on you, sir. we’ll work this out, right?”
“yes, we will.” kylian says, landing his lips onto y/n’s.
a/n (author’s note):
y’all the clutch for this was insaneee, i was so motivated thanks to the kindness i received from dropping écoute chérie part one. i hopeeee y’all enjoy this, it was so fun to write. it’s not completely revised as of rn so if u see any mistakes, it should be fixed in short time. as the saying goes… it’s calm before the storm. ecouté chérie part three is on the way! thank u for reading <333
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givemea-dam-break · 7 months
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i made this edit a week or so ago and forgot to post it so here you go :)
@neewtmas @wellgoslowly @jesslockwood @ethereal-veggie @so-true-jestie @lockwood-lover @waitingforthesunrise @readyafterthesunrise @skies-of-gray @pista-pasta
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doromoni · 7 months
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Hunting Affections
Charles Leclerc x photographer!reader
Max Verstappen x photographer!reader
Epilogue
fanfic + smau fic
faceclaim : Hwang Eunbi
warnings : nothing ig?
A/N : UP FOR EDITING 🤍
masterlist
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Summary; Love is but a concept — just connections of neurons that take part in the brain … and yet, why is it the most painful when one falls alone?
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Loving someone who doesn’t love you back , until you can’t no more. Maybe then they’ll actually know what they’ve lost.
Certainty is not a word to describe life, as change is constant, and nothing can tell what tomorrow may bring. No day is perfect, and no day is the same as the ones before. Everything changes and not all people in our lives actually stay, and not everything that we planned is fated for us — but maybe it’s actually for the best.
I thought that I had lost myself when a person that I loved parted from my life. I thought that my everything was over when Charles Leclerc left me.— well I did, and it did, but I found a better version of me in the end.
Now, I could honestly say that I’ve forgiven all that had been done. I am truly thankful for everything that had happened in the past, for what I have now couldn’t have happened because of it.
y/n_stills.
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y/n_stills. Everyone, we would like for you to meet our sweetest angel, Jilian 💙.
We’ve decided that it was time that you all get to meet our most precious, baby girl. During the first few years of our baby, we have decided that it would be the best to keep her out of the spotlight and keep her to ourselves for the meantime. We hope that you understand and respect our decision and that everyone will show kindness to our angel.
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“Mommy, please hurry up! I don’t wanna miss Daddy’s race” and there goes my most precious little girl stomping her feet as she sped towards my legs hugging them in a death grip.
“I know, I know , my sweet . Mommy just needs a minute to fix my hair , then we’ll go see daddy, alright? Why don’t you choose which car you want Mommy to drive” I said trying to placate the pouting girl. Nodding eagerly, she dashed towards the garage.
She was a carbon copy of her dad, from her features to her attitude — She really was her daddy’s daughter alright. She even got his love for cars and his passion for the sport — I love her even more for it.
Hearing the small footsteps coming back, I grabbed my bag and headed out the door. Seeing my daughter bounce in excitement as she clutched the car keys in her tiny hands has brought the greatest of warmth to my heart. Zooming towards me she then pushed the keys to my hands, then making her way back to the garage. Looking down to key, a chuckle left my lips. As expected, my daughter knew what she wanted , her favorite — and of course it’s her daddy’s Ferrari 488 Pista.
After buckling my baby in her car seat, I drove us to the race circuit. Today was her first ever actual race and appearance to the public. Her father and I had agreed that it was about time to desensitize her to the motorsport world, since both of us are still active in our fields … plus she’s been begging to come with us rather than staying in with her nanny.
Feeling the excitement from my baby , as the circuit came nearer and fans wearing the colors of their teams rushing past our car — with some sending waves our way.
“Mommy, why are they saying hi? Are they friends?” My daughter asked with big eyes as she tried to take everything in.
“Yes sweetie, they are our friends! They also support daddy and other uncles’ racing.” I explained as I parked the car in the private lot.
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landonorris MY NIECE! MY NIECE! MY NIECE!
landonorris your favorite unkow wando is hereeee
y/n_stills. Hmmm favorite… sure.
oscarpiastri Mom! You brought Jillyyyyyy~ please let me babysit later! 🥺
y/n_stills. Well she did miss you
oscarpiastri YES! I promise I won’t leave her with lando!
Grabbing everything we need, I picked up my daughter and placed her on my hip. Her tiny arms circled my neck tightly growing shy from the attention we were getting from the fans as we walked through the paddock
“It’s ok baby. Mommy is here, their not gonna hurt you. Remember, they are our friends! Let’s go find your Daddy, hm?” I said soothingly as I placed a kiss on her forehead. Sensing that she was starting to get overwhelmed, I planned to move quicker to our motorhome, when a familiar voice shouted catching our attention.
“Y/N! Mon Petit Jillian! “
My Jillian physically perked up at the voice. Suddenly giddy , she squirmed at my hold. With a soft smile and with no choice but to let go , I looked at my daughter run towards the man with a squeal.
Jillian ran straight into the arms of Charles Leclerc.
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“Charles, let’s talk please”
Here we are, where everything had all began. We are once again sitting beneath the stars , hidden from civilization, on the same beach where we poured our soul out for the world to hear.
He remained quiet as he looked at the crashing waves up ahead. Charles looked so peaceful, as if everything had finally fallen into place. Then a soft smile suddenly appeared on his lips as he looked straight into my eyes. Patting the place next to him as he looked back into the ocean, I then complied and took a seat beside him.
We sat their in complete silence, only savoring the peace that the both of us missed. He then spoke , his voice blending in with the sound of the waves crashing ahead of us.
“Do you really love him?” Charles had asked earnestly, there was no anger in his voice. His eyes were clear, holding only tranquility and peace.
“Yes, I do. I do love Max, so so much.” a smile growing , as I answered without a doubt. Charles turned silent again , this time closing his eyes. Yet , again a smile had shown in his lips, this time it reflected understanding acknowledgment, and then finally… acceptance.
“I was really a fool for what I did to you, Y/N. I’m sorry for being selfish and hindering you from your happiness . To be honest, I haven’t been alright for a while … even I don’t understand myself. I felt miserable and I felt that it wasn’t fair … and others should feel the same.”
“When I saw you getting along with everyone, I grew jealous and vindictive, specially when my entire family loved you instantly, I could never do that you know? I was blinded by my own faults, so I blamed you instead because it was easier. I had the mindset that you were mine and I that we should be hurting together… that you shouldn’t be happy when i’m not. I took everything out on you and you didn’t deserve any of it. Not at all. You deserve the entire world and more.”
Charles then looked back at me with the same eyes that looked at me when we first met — the same eyes that filled with the same spark… the spark of freedom.
“Y/N, I’m so sorry for everything …. I’m letting you go. Be happy“
My tears gushed endlessly, as i choked on my sobs. Now Charles and I chanting a different promise to the same stars that witnessed our journey.
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5 years had passed, and a lot has changed. All of us had moved on and had gone through with our lives. Everything has changed, all of us had matured to what we are now.
“How is my favorite little girl, doing? Did mommy let you play with the present I gave you?” Charles had lifted Jillian to his hip as he caught the toddler mid run. Rolling my eyes at the Monegasque driver, I went towards them.
“Noooooo , Uncle ChaCha! Mommy didn’t let me play with it yet! She said that I could play with it when I’m five!”
Seeing my daughter act petulant to her favorite uncle (Don’t tell Lando) brought a chuckle to the both of us.
“What? How dare Mommy say no to a princess?” Charles acted exaggeratedly
“ Well Mommy is the queen , and Daddy said that everyone should follow her orders” My baby said smartly.
“And Daddy stands by his statement! Mommy is always right!” Then the voice of my husband boomed behind me, and our daughter automatically jumping into her Daddy’s arms.
There stood with the biggest of smiles with our bundle of happiness, joy and love , our daughter settled in his arms, Max Emilian Verstappen , my husband, the father of our child, and the love of my life.
I didn’t need to hunt for affection any longer , Now I am surrounded by it .
Fin~
Thank you for reading, everyone 🤍
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mwrjorie · 4 months
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⛄ 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋 ⛄
ooc: como meus personagens são todos funcionários, limitei os eventos que eles aparecem. quem quiser continuar algo antigo, é só me chamar. edit: por favor, como é algo limitado, dois por player no máximo.
caso o call feche e/ou você queira interação com um deles mais específica, só deixar um like e eu chamo para combinar.
comente m1 para um starter com marjorie na noite do pinheiro. + maniyart
comente m2 para um starter com marjorie no trem natalino. + celivailles
comente m3 para um starter com marjorie no baile de natal.
comente m4 para um starter com marjorie na champs-élysées. + notordnary
comente m5 para um starter com marjorie na festa de ano novo. + azclie
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comente b1 para um starter com bernard na noite do pinheiro. + lunesoye
comente b2 para um starter com bernard no baile de natal.
comente b3 para um starter com bernard na torre eiffel. + maodcfada
comente b4 para um starter com bernard na pista de patinação no gelo. + montrcal
comente b5 para um starter com bernard na festa de ano novo. + seraphineum
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comente L1 para um starter com louise na noite do pinheiro. + guardadoprincipe
comente L2 para um starter com louise na vila natalina. + hittaceland
comente L3 para um starter com louise na torre eiffel. + illcasprince
comente L4 para um starter com louise no encontro com papai noel. + rainhaladebaixo
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luchicm04 · 1 month
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A place to put all my fanarts and videos I've ever made💖
Most of them are some years old, so I figured I'd also post them here. Sorry for the low quality ^w^
If you like them, feel free to support me on Tiktok as @luciacm83, or on Instagram as @plk_8398. That's where I'm posting them.
EDITS/MEMES/VIDEOS
Edit 1 - You're a loser, baby☔
Edit 2 - Try🤝💝
Edit 3 - Obsession💚💙💜
Edit 4 - Lady let's go💃🕺
Edit 5 - To be continued...🔚
Edit 6 - Arabian nights✨🌵
Edit 7 - 紅蓮の弓矢, "Guren no Yumiya"⚔️🩸
Edit 8 - MLB: Transformation Theme🐞🐈‍⬛
Edit 9 - She's homeless🍊💸
Edit 10 - Dumb Dumb💜🐾
Edit 11 - Magnetic🩷🤍
Edit 12 - E.T. 🎵🌟
Edit 13 - It has to be a circle⭕
Edit 14 - Run boy run⌛🍃
Edit 15 - Pista de contraseña: hijo favorito // Password clue: favorite child 👨‍👩‍👧‍👦
Edit 16 - Heart attack💝🎍
Edit 17 - The bidding🔄️💭
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FANARTS/MEMES/PHOTOS
Fanart 1 - "She's just there. Like a word about to be spoken..."
Fanart 2 - 🌸💜🍡
Fanart 3 - …Oh, simple thing, where have you gone?
Fanart 4 - "Don't waste your breath. Costumes? Check. On the scene? Check. That makes us heroes!"
Fanart 5 - "Even if I lose my memories, my body will remember that anger that will not leave me until I die."
Fanart 6 - 💚🩷❤️
Fanart 7 - senju tobirama - nidaime hokage
Fanart 8 - tonowari - olo'eyktan of the metkayina
Fanart 9 - Studio Ghibli - All Animated Movies
Fanart 10 - hokage - naruto / naruto shippuden
Fanart 11 - Cat Hoodie😻
Fanart 12 - Poppy Playtime Chapter 3 Theory: Ollie
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COVERS
Cover 1: 森の中 での損失
Cover 2: 目は独自の言語を持っています
Cover 3: 目は独自の言語を持っています · V2
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burlveneer-music · 11 months
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PJ Harvey - I Inside the Old I Dying (Official Video)
‘I Inside the Old I Dying’ is taken from the new album ‘I Inside the Old Year Dying’, out July 7th on Partisan Records
Directed by Cristóbal León & Joaqu��n Cociña
Produced by Catalina Vergara Production Assistant: Nina Salvador A production of Diluvio, Globo Rojo, Pista B
Art and Animation: Francisco Visceral, Francisco Schultz, Trinidad Santibañez, Joaquín Cociña and Cristóbal León Art and Animation Assistants: Paolo Caro, Isidora Rojas, Laura Donoso, Lluvia Anaïs, Lucas Pacheco, Javiera Sandoval, Rocío Álvarez, Yair Gómez, Julieta Morales, Samuel Lagunas, Natalia Geisse, Joaquín France, Dalia Cociña, Matías Yunge and Fernanda Padilla
Data Management: Paolo Caro Editing and Post Production: Cristóbal León & Joaquín Cociña
As the Dog: Klaus
Polly Jean Harvey - vocals, electric guitar John Parish - acoustic guitar, drums, vocals Cecil - keyboards, field recordings Colin Morgan - backing vocals
Produced by Flood & John Parish
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tbthqs · 2 months
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Com o Anúncio do Reitor, vim aqui explicar melhor como vocês podem fazer para investigar as áreas faladas por ele no anúncio:
Se você quiser investigar uma das áreas, mande uma mensagem para central, avisando qual dos prédios seu personagem irá entrar.
Você receberá o mapa do prédio, uma pista para encontrar um dos objetos ali e qual objeto você deve procurar.
Os objetos e as pistas serão postadas na central e no discord na aba ic para vocês poderem acompanhar melhor.
Você que decide como investigar e como encontrar o objeto. Pode ser por POV, interação, edit, gifset... Deixe sua imaginação voar.
Evitem as quadras de basquete do John Wooden Center por hoje. Haverá um post mais tarde, por volta das 22h, explicando o que há ali. A partir daí, vocês estarão livres para explorar essa parte.
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