#This one was posted for my bf and bf alone

[sapphiregem01]

Ozzy’s redacted OCs/duos pt 2, Avior and Starlight!! (Dorian Burrows, He/they)

Yes I made Avior blue shh it’s like the first color that pops into my mind when I hear that name sue me

Bonus under cut

Longer haired Dorian!! Teehee :] (6’0 37 yr old btw Zamn)

[elderwisp]

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[everyone-with-a-para]

I hope everyone with a para who should absolutely not be a parent but accidentally ended up there anyway has a great day

[muirmarie]

Me: I joke about writing the same McCoy centric story over and over again in different ways

Me: and like. I love doing it and imma keep doing it because it makes me happy.

Me: but also. I do sometimes wonder if it's like. A little Much.

Me: like maybe I should branch out or something

Me: [reads another fundamental and extremely insulting misread of McCoy's character by someone who is clearly making a Choice to cast McCoy as the villain, because they have to get him out of the way of spirk, because they're too???? idk immature??? to realize that even when you're in a relationship with one person, other ppl can and SHOULD still be important to you]

Me: lmao I hope I AM too much actually!!!! I hope it is 100% obnoxious how much I love that doctor!!!!! Time to write more versions of the same story of McCoy being forced to realize that he is loved and cared for!!!!!!

Me: I KNOW MY NICHE AND IMMA DIE IN THAT NICHE, THANKS

[lostshulkerbox]

this might be stupid but i feel kinda guilty for being on tumblr. my cat that i've had for 17 fucking years just died and i'm over here looking minecraft men and fanfiction

[deus-ex-mona]

for the record, this is a ✨nagisa safe space✨

~~please dni if you dislike nagisa and/or nghy~~

[tralierparkprince]

“Hold me, console me and then I'll leave without a trace”

[xoxojisu]

https://www.tumblr.com/xoxojisu/789444585548070912/do-u-ever-see-writing-by-other-ppl-and-think-its?source=share girl i think thats called plagiarism......

oh......

[arnold-layne]

i hate that finding a good job this day always requires networking. what about us antisocial bitches that say more words to an npc than to a human in a day. i really should be able to get a decent job with skills alone, not through someone i happen to know, because i don’t know that many people.

[ashmp3]

this is the year of monkmaxxing

[good-beanswrites]

Just wanted to plant an idea if you wanted a bit of fuel: Mahiru asking Yuno to come to her cell before everything goes down.

Edit: I forgot the ask didn't say it but this is part of Kyanako's incredible Order Of Attack AU!

Didn't mean for this to become a mini Mappi study but here we are ✨ Thank you for the request! I fully intended to write them hanging out, but it's more right before they hang out lol. Went a bit on-the-nose with foreshadowing, but isn't that the fun part? It has become Emotional Over Mahiru Hour...

I kept things vague, but TW for mentioning her boyfriend's state of potential self-harm

Mahiru tried not to act superstitious, she really did. As much as she loved the idea of little luck charms, or avoided easy signs of misfortune, it was easier to keep quiet about such ridiculous things.

Maybe catching a bride’s bouquet meant no guarantees; maybe there was no real harm in stepping underneath ladders, maybe a coin tossed into a fountain had no real magic to its wish. However, the one thing she knew for sure held power was a lucky presence. Being in the right place at the right time could alter everything. And today was the right time for something. There was this waiting in the air. The prison had been holding its breath. Mahiru knew it was time to release it all.

“You must be so lonely, why don’t you let big sis Mahiru keep you company?” She beamed at Amane.

She often recalled the good fortune that she and a certain young man had crossed paths on the university terrace. She used to laugh with him about the wonderful coincidence of bumping into each other outside of the bakery, then the convenience store. 

Though she’d never spoken about it to him, she was also grateful for many occasions where she walked in on him at the precise moment to talk him out of something reckless. She always told him that they’d do everything together. He didn’t need to be alone anymore. 

“I wish to be alone. I need peace of mind to think.” Amane turned away from the cell door.

It was a good thing, too. Mahiru’s smile wasn’t as convincing as she said, “o-oh. Of course.”

She made her way around the panopticon, hearing Fuuta pace his cell in anticipation. He must have felt it too, this holding of breath. 

Or perhaps not. He turned down her offer for a bit of company, including a few more colorful words than Amane had. Mahiru just apologized for bothering him and headed back to her cell. She wasn’t sure where Mikoto was at this hour, but she didn’t feel like smiling through a third rejection.

She shook her head back and forth. She wished the motion could rattle the voices inside, she wished she could shake them all away. With her arms secured in place she could no longer cover her ears. She used to hum to keep them at bay, but lately they’d been too loud to stifle. They just kept on talking.

Their words told her the two were right. Nobody needed her company. No – nobody wanted it. Being together hadn’t helped her boyfriend. In fact, being together had been the very thing that got him killed. No wonder Amane and Fuuta wanted to avoid her. 

So then, this was for the best. She would rather deal with the brief sting of refusal than stumble in one day to find them hurt… or worse. As much as she tried to avoid the superstition of it all, the voices reminded her that her very presence could mean life or death. 

“Mappi, are you alright?” Mahiru hadn’t realized a tear had slipped down her cheek until she hurried to swipe it away in front of Yuno. 

“Hah, I’m fine! Just fine.” It was impossible to fool her, Mahiru had learned, but that never stopped her from trying. 

At least she always spoke tactfully. “Rough morning?”

Mahiru shifted her arms in her uniform, making a small sound of agreement.

“Can I do anything to help? What if I stay with you for a bit? I can do your hair, and…”

The voices were right. Amane and Fuuta knew it, too. Presences did hold power, and Mahiru’s was cursed.

But she would sound foolish admitting such a fear to Yuno. She'd heard plenty from the voices about how stupid and airheaded she was, there was no use in getting the same lecture from someone as grounded as her.

Mahiru managed a weak protest, unable to explain her real reasoning. Yuno was insistent. She didn’t give much of a choice. Could she feel the strangeness of the prison, as well? 

At last, Mahiru allowed her shoulders to sag. Yuno was lucky. And kind. Having her nearby would do her good. Amane and Fuuta would be alright. Mahiru had tried spending more time with them after verdicts were announced. Now, she made a mental note to pull back. If her love couldn’t save anyone, at least she could spare them from her curse. They would be safe. 

“Yes. Please stay. The truth is... I don't want to be alone.”

[pnsge]

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[things-i-send-to-my-darling-bf]

Hello, followers.

In front of you is a masterpost made by my husband, it was weeks of work and organising alongside a huge effort and determination to assist Argentinian artists.

You have one button to press, if you choose to press it you can stay but if you refrain i will slowly start filling the room with gas blocking you all.

You understand that i do not need to let you stay here as this was never a space for you.

I am so proud of him and the efforts he has put in and it takes only a moment for you to spread that, this is not only for him but an entire group of artists and creatives who deserve recognition and visibility. I know you see the post, i get notes as you scroll through liking posts meant to be shared with my husband.

You have 48 hours or until i get annoyed enough.

[woahajimes]

i hate tumblr new format. alsooo whatd i miss

[mydr3aminvi0let]

oh ew omg i am indeed being watched. everybody is on some weirdddd shit.

[jo-com]

──★ ｡✩ ₊˚｡🧸The Other Charles

Charles LecLerc x Fem!Reader

୨ৎ Summary: You’re dating a totally normal guy — Charles, the sweet, lowkey, not-famous type. But because his Instagram handle is @Charles_L, fans mistakenly believe you’re dating Charles Leclerc. You think it’ll blow over… but Charles? He leans in. Comments, likes, even subtle story reactions. For fun. For the bit. Until the bit… stops being a bit.

୨ৎ Genre: SMAU, slight cursing, chaotic and messy, slight angst?, breakup but not between you and charles

୨ৎ Face claim: Dove Cameron and other pinterest girlies

୨ৎ Note: Send request y'all, they're always open. There are some grammatical error, like always this is not proofread. Hope you enjoyed tho!

ARCHIVES ⭑.ᐟ

js.me

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js.me Black cat gf and Golden retriever bf irl?

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username IS THAT CHARLES LECLERC?

username Not me zooming in trying to find the Ferrari logo somewhere 😭😭

username bro has Charles’ exact curls, jawline, and energy… like??? we’re not dumb 💅

username FIA needs to investigate this soft launch immediately 🕵️‍♀️ we deserve answers

username We’re being gaslit in real-time and I love it. That’s Charles. IDC IDC IDC

username That is LITERALLY Charles Leclerc, I will bet my student loans on it 😭

Charles_Leclerc ❤️❤️❤️

username he didn’t even try to be subtle 💀 username this is not a drill 🚨🚨🚨

username Imagine this whole time Charles has been dating in peace with a private account 😭 we’re in the wrong timeline

username in my mind i think this is his private account😔✌🏻

username nah you’re not alone✌🏻

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Chats between Y/n and her Girlie

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js.me

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js.me what’s it like dating an F1 driver? wouldn’t know 😌

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Charles_Leclerc you sure?

Username sir. why are you flirting in riddles. SAY IT WITH YOUR CHEST

username just tell us when the wedding is. i’ll bring the champagne 😮‍💨✊🏻

username you sure? is the most Charles-coded soft launch line ever omg

username she said ‘wouldn’t know’ and he said ‘you sure?’ so YES they’re dating idc 🙄

username okay but the way they’re gaslighting us in harmony is actually beautiful

username broski didn’t even deny it… that’s CONFIRMATION IN MY BOOKS 🧠🔍

urbestie_ remember when you said ‘I like lowkey guys’? be honest… did you mean LOWKEY LECLERC 😭😭

username you KNOW it’s real when the bestie starts dropping hints like that 😩

js.me YOU’RE NOT HELPING‼️

username his comment reads like someone who absolutely is her boyfriend

…

username don’t play with me right now. I’m one more espresso away from a breakdown 😭☕

username Charles really said ‘if you know, you know’ 😌 and WE KNOW

username Charles: ☕❤️ Y/N: spotted Me: emotionally unstable”

username this is giving domestic. this is giving Sunday mornings. this is giving ENDGAME

username ‘Love a good flat white’ is actually code for ‘I’m in love and I want the world to suffer’ 😭❤️

Carlossainz55 not sure what’s going on but… good coffee choice, I guess ☕👍

username idc if it’s him or not, the way this storyline is unfolding… I’m invested. netflix could never

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chat between charles and y/n

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The Charles situation was supposed to be a joke.

A funny little accident. A mistaken identity. A one-off comment under your post that spiraled into a thousand fan theories, memes, edits. You laughed about it, once. So did he.

But over the last few months… it never stopped.

He kept commenting. Kept messaging. Kept checking in.

He never crossed a line—never flirty, never disrespectful. Just consistent, almost warm. Like he was someone who actually wanted to be in your life.

And maybe that’s what made it worse.

Because now?

Your boyfriend isn’t laughing anymore.

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js.me

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js.me another lap around the sun🥂💋

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username HAPPY BIRTHDAY QUEEN 👑 hope Charles gave you a Ferrari as a gift 🏎️

username another year prettier??? how is that fair 😭❤️

username if charles comments again we’re taking this as a birthday confirmation idc

username happy birthday!! may your next year be filled with love, success, and fewer Charles comments (unless you want them 😏)

username she really said: wish big, post bigger 😌

Charles_Leclerc joyeux anniversaire 🤍 hope it was everything you wished for pretty girl ❤️liked by author

js.me TYSM CHARLIE💋

username happy birthday y/n!! thank you for being the main character in this chaotic romcom we’re all watching unfold

Charles_L happy birthday, love. always proud of you 🎂❤️liked by author

username she didn’t even reply to him but replied to charles 💀 bro I’d simply log out username the like without the reply is… loud.

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chats between charles (her bf) and y/n

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Months had passed since the breakup, and you had quietly disappeared from the internet. No posts, no stories, no trace of the person who once laughed through captions and comment sections.

The silence was intentional, but heavy. One night, a message popped up—unexpected, gentle. It was Charles.

Not flirty, not playful like before, just simple: “Hey. Just noticed you haven’t been around. I hope you’re okay.” And for some reason, that was the message that broke you a little.

You told him everything. About the breakup. About how your boyfriend left because he saw something forming between you and Charles that you hadn’t even admitted to yourself.

How it wasn’t Charles’ fault, but still, somehow, he had become a piece of the space between you and someone you once loved.

You expected him to pull away after that, to retreat from the weight of it all—but instead, Charles just replied: “I’m still here. Not as a joke. Not for the internet. Just… if you ever want to talk. Or not talk. Whatever you need.” It wasn’t grand. It wasn’t romantic. It was soft. And in the quiet, it felt like the first real breath you’d taken in weeks.

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A year and a half passed. It didn’t happen all at once. There was no grand confession, no dramatic kiss in the rain. Just time. Gentle, steady, healing time.

Charles stayed.

He messaged you when your posts came back, slowly, like a sunrise peeking through a long storm. He checked in after races. Sent photos of ridiculous coffee foam art. Shared the kind of silly, quiet parts of life that made you feel like maybe you weren’t just someone he stumbled into online — but someone he chose to stay with.

And over time, his messages turned into calls. Calls turned into visits. And eventually, he stopped asking if he was bothering you.

He just came. He just was there.

He never rushed you. Never asked for anything in return. But somewhere between the midnight drives through Monaco and the mornings you spent laughing into takeout boxes on your couch, you realized — he was courting you.

Not in the flashy, public way people expected from someone like him. But in the way he remembered how you took your tea. The way he waited in silence when your thoughts were too heavy to speak. The way he never brought up your past unless you did.

So when it finally happened — when he looked at you one evening, hands warm in yours, and said, “I don’t want to be almost or maybe anymore” — the only thing you could do was smile, and nod, and say, “Okay.”

And just like that, the internet’s favorite delusion became something real.

Not for likes. Not for comments. But for you.

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Charles_Leclerc

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Charles_Leclerc remember when this was a conspiracy theory? yeah. about that😌

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js.me je t'aime tellement ma vie 🥹🌷❤️liked by Author

Charles_Leclerc je t'aime plus belle💋

username this is for the girlies who saw the vision from day 1 🫡

username this feels like the season finale of the best internet slow burn ever written

username I’m literally gonna rewatch your whole relationship via fan edits now😮‍💨

username her ex is somewhere punching the air rn sorry king 💀

username suddenly I believe in love. and Instagram comments. and fate🥹✊🏻

urbestie_ remember when I said you were accidentally dating him? yeah. wasn’t so accidental, huh 😌 proud of you, lover girl 🤍

username from ‘who even is this guy’ to ‘mother I’d like to thank the algorithm’ 😭❤️