#alexa send post

[banamine-bananime]

[banamine-bananime]

My dearest mama checking if I still wanted something she found in their house.

it was a clay planter

collection

[banamine-bananime]

epsilon’s “not all of us got off scott free, carolina” is such a fucking funny Church Narcissism Birthday Boy Protagonist Syndrome moment. church i think if you tell your sister that she got off scott free she is legally allowed to throw YOU off a cliff

[banamine-bananime]

i love agent texas. she’s like she decided to prove women can do everything men can do, including being a toxic shitty boyfriend, giving birth, and being a deadbeat dad. we can ignore that technically she didn’t do any of these and is at best a shitty toxic coworker and sysmate and perhaps a deadbeat big sister, because she simply bodies the essence with such excellence. my hero

[dusty-siltstrider]

Surely this is a safe place to say this

Random thought while struggling to find references for this fucking outfit THIS ACT 2/3 ACADEMY(?) UNIFORM IS FUGLY I'M GONNA SAY IT

The fuck is this mess. What is it. Why does it have like 5 layers. wtf is his tie tucked into. The color scheme. Vertical stripes. Tf are those weird strappy buckles for. What are the reflective bits. Is it a reflective vest. For all the forklifts driving around ofc. The only saving grace of this outfit is that it exists on Viktor's body and that elevates it from a 1/10 to a 2/10.

Is this specifically Viktor's wardrobe or is it an Academy uniform cuz it's a lot different from what he and Jayce wear in Act 1 (and they're not really involved with the academy in later acts iirc I guess but I'm in no logical state here)

Look at that. Comfy. Practical. Scholarly. A dress shirt and a thin vest. The kinda shit you can wear while hunched over at a desk for 15 hours straight. Easy to cosplay. Shit I wear this on the regular already.

Why'd they give him a goddamn sleeveless silver surfer ass parka later on. I hate the vest. Why it look like that. Is so fucking bulky. That shit looks heavy. My boy gonna melt in any decent summer. I worked up a sweat and a sore neck just looking at it. Spent 20 minutes trying to figure out the fucking act 2/3 fit for cosplay and drawing purposes and I'm like 90% sure he's wearing three separate tops not including the vest. Viktor if this is your own style and not like obligatory businesswear then this ain't it (you're still stunning ofc)

(im very sorry im rather drunk and have been spending too much time thinking about this)

[skwistokwarrior]

hey guys. you know theyre called the reds and blues right. its not illegal to like, ship a red and a blue

[banamine-bananime]

Easily call your senators and receive a script to read:

“Hello, my name is _________ and I am a constituent of the Senator's. I am calling to urgently ask that the Senator co-sponsor Senator Bernie Sanders Joint Resolutions of Disapproval to block additional weapons packages to the Israeli government, Senate Joint Resolution 111-114. In addition to being against US and international law, sending more weapons and warplanes would fuel Israel's genocide against Palestinians in Gaza, and its expanding assault and bombardment of Lebanon. The Israeli government is bringing the entire region to the precipice of a full-blown war. The only way to stop this from happening is for the US to stop sending Israel weapons. I ask that the Senator co-sponsor and vote in support of the JRD's to block these lethal weapons sales, reach a ceasefire, and save lives.” (By Jewish Voice for Peace, I only added the designation of the resolution)

Because calls can be a very difficult thing for people and any unknowns can make it so much harder, I’m going to lay out exactly what you can expect if you use the above tool:

After filling in your information and pressing “call me”, you will get a call

It is a recorded message by Jewish Voice for Peace explaining the process

On the webpage after pressing “call me”, you will see the above script and a script for Senators Sanders, Welch, and Merckley who have sponsored the bill (only relevant if you live in Oregon or Vermont), after you click the upper right X on a pop-up make-an-account message

When you are ready, press * to be connected to your first senator. You can take your time, the call will not drop if you need a second.

The hours for senators’ offices vary, but if it’s between ~8 AM and 6 PM Monday-Friday, you might be connected to a person, and if it’s after those hours you will probably be leaving a message. I believe most senators’ offices have a small phone tree where you first get an automated message telling you which number to press if you are a constituent wanting to give input to your senator

If you’re worried about talking to someone, you can just pretend you’re leaving a message and read out the script. You’re not being graded on how well you’re observing phone conversation niceties, you just need to get across your one point and then you can immediately dip

After saying your message to the first senator, press * again to be connected to your second senator

Repeat the same process as the first, then just hang up when you are done

That’s it!

Don’t feel like you need to be articulate and convincing and not anxious on the phone to do this. You don’t even need to read out the full script, you could just say the first two sentences and hang up. It doesn’t matter if you sound scared or unsure of yourself, you don’t need to make any sort of persuasive argument. What is recorded for senators to know is just the volume of constituents requesting attention to different issues, from my understanding. Your simple 10-second call is enough.

Senators are going to vote on whether or not we should continue to send aid to Israel on Wednesday, November 13th. Call them, bombard their phone lines with calls. Every fucking day. We have a chance of doing something about this.

[p-idiot]

what if I just draw cesare as rupaul

[bayrut]

stupid purse bag post has surpassed beirut explosion post, anon ask louis band post, trc 3rd dreamer scrapbooking post, walls fake vinyl edit, and more!

[banamine-bananime]

Yeah! It’s like… everyone has a spectrum of people they can be and have been and will be. It makes sense to take a character and look at “who could they be if you change some stuff in their life”. Transformative fiction and all that! I want writers to show me something different from canon and show their work of how they got there.

Same with canon itself tbh. I don’t expect Perfectly In Character to mean a character will always react to something the same way. Literally who on earth does that. Let canon elaborate on itself and show the characters’ conflicts with themselves and their internal contradictions.

Certainly there are some “would they do that?” lines that when crossed, writers would need to do a lot of work to convince me that they would, but for most things there’s no singular right answer to “what would they say or do?”

I have a lot of feelings about the rise of he would not fucking say that attitudes in fandom spaces and the paralysing effect it can have on creators. As a writer i think it’s important to just write what feels true to you and not what you think others will “approve” of. Like even as a reader i have enjoyed a variety of different characterisations that all work because the writer makes them work for a particular story. And a fic that’s written out of character to some will be in character to others. Writing fic is not your job you’re not being paid it’s your hobby please. Make them as close to canon as possible. Make them completely different. Who cares! Have fun! Have so much fun! There is an audience for every kind of fic and every kind of character interpretation i promise

[banamine-bananime]

i love tucker and donut having the highest onscreen kill counts. donut loves violence and tucker stays winning. by winning i mean fighting for his life against the never-ending onslaught of people who want him dead for a multitude of reasons.

[nubedeelectrones]

No puedo borrar las notis de las comunidades, y me estresa que hayan notificaciones pendientes. Send help, please. 🙏🏻

[x0xtropicashiningx0x]

im never puppy stressed when i do my puppy best :3

[banamine-bananime]

I think this really falls under recognizing that although on the anonymized internet all criticism can feel like it’s coming from the same monolith, usually when you feel like you’re getting criticism that contradicts itself and “there’s no way to win” the reason is because it is, shockingly, actually not all coming from the One Angry Demanding Dude Who Hates You. There are a lot of people with different thoughts and feelings who do not all feel the same way about any particular representation. One person’s “she’s just like me and so inspiring that I can speak my mind and achieve great things!” is another’s “this is so stereotypical and she’s clearly created to be a one-dimensional Disabled Girlboss not allowed to have flaws” and another’s “GOD she was way too flawed, why do people have to write disabled girls like we’re all total assholes angry at the world?”

You will never please everyone, OP, and resenting any criticism you get (or, I suspect, the hypothetical criticism you construct in your head because you see it aimed at other people and get anxious about “oh god what if people said that stuff about the things I pour my heart into making - that would hurt!” We all fall into that trap sometimes) because of it won’t get you anywhere but stagnating and afraid to take risks and grow. Take all criticism, sit with it without taking it as a personal indictment or Banning You From Ever Writing About This Again, read and think about why someone might feel that way, talk it over with people willing to talk about it. Eventually decide whether there is something fundamentally ~problematic~ about the concept you were trying to portray, whether you were trying to convey a different message but it was misinterpreted (and what can you do to make sure you instead convey the message you wanted to), or this really is just a case of “not everything is everyone’s cup of tea but that doesn’t mean it’s not a worthwhile story to tell”.

You want more minority representation in media but if they have flaws its problematic and if theyre perfect theyre a patronizing mary sue. If they crack under the pressure of the conflict the author thinks that minority is weak and if they overcome the adversity they must be a neoliberal bootlicker who thinks real world bigotry is a matter of personal attitude. You want minority characters but if theyre a villain its violently problematic and if theyre the protagonist then we circle back to the very first sentence. If theyre a side character theyre being sidelined and the author is once again bigoted, and don't you know that every single minority character death is unilaterally bigoted, without exception? You want more minority characters but if their identity is a big part of their personality or struggles then they're problematic and if their identity has nothing to do with their personality or struggles then the author is tokenizing that identity for clout. You want more minority characters but every time theres a minority character who doesnt have every single experience that you have then you tell the author to kill themselves on twitter. You wonder why not even minority authors will write minority characters.

I would ask you to read Catch-22, but you'd just call the military base problematic.

[vanteguccir]

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤICE CREAM AND... MCDONALD'S? * CHRIS STURNIOLO

SUMMARY　::　Where Chris has the flu, and Y/N is just a caring, very much worried, ambitious girlfriend.

FEATURING　Chris Sturniolo x billionaire!reader　REQUESTED?　no.

WARNINGS　::　the flu symptoms, mentions of drugs and cigarettes (not the use of it).

AUTHOR'S NOTE　::　that is my work, I DON'T authorize any form of plagiarism; copy, "inspiration" or translation! | english isn't my first language, so I'm sorry if there's any grammar error.

A/N²: yes, I am obsessed with sick fics, so what? 😔✋🏻

A/N³: had this idea out of nowhere and had to write it and post it as soon as I could, hope yall like it 🫶🏻

"He still has that cough." Y/N muttered, mostly to herself but loud enough that it drifted over to the dining table.

She stood barefoot in the kitchen, sleeves of her oversized hoodie bunched up at her elbows, two black mugs lined up in front of her on the marble counter. Her hair was pulled back in a messy claw clip that had started the day cute and functional but now looked like it was holding on for dear life.

The kettle on the stove let out a soft whistle, not even loud enough to startle her anymore. She had become one with this kitchen over the last three days.

Nick, hunched over his laptop with a pair of headphones around his neck, paused his frantic clicking, and turned his attention toward her.

"He still sounds like that?"

She sighed, pulling two tea bags out of the little ceramic jar labeled 'TEA BAGS' in cursive gold lettering.

"Yeah. And it’d probably be fine by now if he’d just take the damn medicine, but no, he’s insisting he doesn’t need or want it."

Nick raised his eyebrows.

"Wait, he said that?"

Y/N snorted, rolling her eyes so hard she nearly saw her own brain overworking itself inside her head.

"Well, he whined a lot more and said he was super fine with the black bags under his eyes and his voice sounding like he gargled gravel, but yes, he did."

She stared down at the tea, watching the little satchels bloom like sad underwater jellyfish. The minty-chamomile blend was her last hope. It was her fifth attempt at getting something gentle but powerful into Chris’s system since actual medicine was very obviously out of the question.

Matt, flopped across the couch in white socks and a grey set of sweats, didn’t even look up from his phone.

"Have you tried bribing him with ice cream? Or like, getting him McDonald's? That used to work when we were sick."

Nick turned his upper body so he was facing the living room, sending Matt a look, face contorting like he just stepped in something wet while wearing socks.

"You know that he's twenty-one, right? Not five."

Y/N stopped swirling the tea bag in the mug, blinking slowly like something in Matt’s words had just flipped a very important switch in her brain.

"Wait... you think that would work?"

But she didn’t even wait for his answer. She turned on her heels and looked at the little black Alexa speaker sitting innocently by the sink, nestled between a small fake cactus and a fruit bowl that had become purely decorative.

"Alexa." She rasped. "Send a text to my assistant."

Nick’s eyes flicked up warily from his laptop, while Matt perked up slightly on the couch.

"Sure." Came the calm, emotionless voice of the AI. "What would you like the message to say?"

Y/N stretched on her tiptoes to reach the upper cupboard, grabbing the small jar of honey and balancing it against her hip.

"Tell her to buy McDonalds." She paused to pour a bit of the sugary liquid into each tea mug. "Like... the company."

There was a beat of absolute stunned silence behind her.

"I want majority shareholder status by the end of the week."

"Sending message." Alexa said back.

The silence hung in the air for a moment before a clang echoed from behind her, the sound of something solid crashing onto the hardwood floor.

Y/N flinched, startled.

"Fuck, Y/N-" Matt’s voice burst out, filled with panic, getting down to rescue his fallen phone. "That’s not what I meant. Do not buy McDonald's. Buy Chris some McDonald's."

Y/N snorted.

Then giggled.

"Alexa, unsend the message." Nick said flatly, dragging a hand over his face.

Y/N’s snickers turned into full-blown, exhausted laughter as she leaned against the counter to keep herself upright.

"Damn, I need sleep." She muttered, rubbing at her temple with the hand not holding the spoon. "You’d think I’d have, like, immunity to sleep-deprivation at this point."

She looked tired. Not just tired-tired. Worn out.

Her eye-bags had eye-bags.

Nick gave a dramatic sigh.

"A sick Chris is worse than any other thing in the world. Doesn’t matter what."

He was right.

Reading about 19th-century social commentary while negotiating multi-million-dollar branding contracts for a company she was supposed to one day inherit? Weirdly kind of relaxing.

Peaceful, even.

But trying to get her very sick and very stubborn boyfriend to take a pill of Ibuprofen?

That was war.

Y/N rolled her eyes, soft and fond.

"Yeah, yeah." She mumbled under her breath, grabbing a spoon from the dish drainer and stirring both mugs with small, circular movements. The herbs swirled lazily, flecks of mint and chamomile dancing around.

With a little flick, she tossed the spoon into the sink, where it clattered with a delicate ping, and then wrapped both hands around the warm mugs, one in each palm.

The ceramic heat sank into her skin, making her feel marginally more alive. Only just. The bar was very low.

She turned toward the living room.

"Alright." She started, voice soft and determined. "I’m gonna go try to tame the beast again."

Matt chuckled, already half-absorbed in whatever TikTok rabbit hole he was spiraling into.

"Good luck with that."

Nick, still typing with eyes full of focus, looked up just as she passed him.

"Y/N."

She stopped, glancing down at him.

He met her eyes with that older-brother gaze he always had when he was being serious in a way that made you feel like maybe you should sit down.

"Get your boyfriend his meds." He said simply. "And go to sleep."

"I will." She promised easily, nodding once.

But the look Nick gave her in response was pointed. She could almost listen to his thoughts.

'Sure you will. I’ve known you long enough to know you’re lying through your teeth, and you still think you can get away with it.'

Y/N glanced over at Matt, silently begging for backup.

He didn’t even glance up.

She sighed dramatically, being careful with the mugs.

"Okay, fine. I’ll lay down, at least."

Not that she’d be able to actually sleep. That was cute.

She wouldn’t rest until Chris was okay. No more raspy coughing fits, no more dark circles, no more stubborn fake-smile when she asked how he was feeling, and he tried to act like he wasn’t dying from the inside out.

Not until his dumb sick self was back to being his usual healthy, annoying, clingy boyfriend again.

Sleep could wait.

Chris couldn’t.

Y/N elbowed open the wooden door to Chris's room with both hands full. The scent of honey chamomile from the tea drifted upward, somehow mixing with the faint traces of boy-sickness that lingered in the air.

The room was dim, lit only by the laptop at the foot of the bed that was precariously balancing on a pillow and playing SpongeBob episodes with way too much volume.

SpongeBob’s high-pitched squealing made her wince.

Chris was bundled under a mountain of blankets twisted and kicked and cocooned around his curled-up body. His nose was flushed red and slightly crusted, his lips parted from mouth breathing, and his eyes were half-closed, eyelashes clumped together with exhaustion and, possibly, tears.

He looked miserable.

Pathetically adorable, but miserable.

Y/N’s heart cracked a little. She hadn’t seen him this sick since... well, ever, actually. Chris usually bounced back fast, too stubborn and hyperactive to stay down. But right now?

He was down bad.

"Jesus." She muttered under her breath with a wince, approaching the bedside table and carefully lowering both mugs onto it.

She nudged a ridiculous mound of dirty tissues out of the way with the side of her hand, grimacing a bit. Then she turned to him and crouched slightly so she was eye level with his flushed, pillow-smashed face.

"Hey, baby." She said gently, brushing some of his sweaty curls back from his forehead, stuck to his skin like limp noodles. "It’s time for some tea and drugs."

Chris groaned low in his throat, cracking one eye open, glassy, and annoyed at being awake.

The dramatic "I’M READY! I’M READY!" from SpongeBob blasted from the laptop just then, making both of them jump slightly. Y/N leaned over and turned the volume down with a sigh.

"I know, baby, I know." She said soothingly, her fingers carding through his damp hair again as she perched gently on the edge of the bed. "But you have to take the cough medicine. It’s gonna help, okay?"

Chris just rolled his eyes dramatically and let out a congested whine, turning his face into the pillow with the exaggerated act of a toddler refusing vegetables.

Y/N raised an unimpressed brow.

"Christopher."

Another groan. This one was more theatrical.

"Come on, don’t make me beg." She muttered, already reaching for the bottle of cold meds sitting on the bedside table.

She helped him sit up straighter - he was all floppy and uncoordinated, poor thing - and grabbed the smaller mug.

"Look, I’ll... I’ll bring you some ice cream." She tried, a little desperate.

That seemed to perk him up. His eyes, still red-rimmed and watery, locked on hers with the tiniest glint of curiosity.

"I got a... notification." He rasped, voice thick and gravelly like someone who’d smoked cigars for 40 years. "From Alexa. Said you told Lila to buy McDonald’s." His words dissolved into a fit of coughs, chest rattling as he leaned away from her instinctively.

Y/N winced but didn’t move to help yet. Both hands were full, and Chris's coughs were like a mini hurricane. When he finally settled, she tilted her head and gave him an innocent smile.

"I mean... yeah. I was just buying some McDonald’s." She said sweetly, as if they both didn’t know she meant the company, not a happy meal.

Chris stared at her with a look that screamed disbelief.

"You know Nick would kill you, right?"

Y/N rolled her eyes.

"He’s so dramatic. It’s an investment."

"You wanted to buy it because I wouldn’t take cold meds." He pointed out dryly.

She gently shoved the Ibuprofen pill into his hand with a little shrug and held out his tea.

"Details."

"Baby." He sighed, dramatically dragging out the 'Y'.

"Pill. Mouth. Now." She said, way too gently, guiding his hand toward his face. She watched him put the medicine in his mouth and then gave him the mug, making sure he sipped enough to swallow it down completely.

Only when she saw him wince at the aftertaste and scrunch up his nose - adorable - did she visibly relax a little.

"Was that so hard?" She asked with a grin, brushing his hair off his forehead again.

He narrowed his eyes at her, clearly suspicious of her cheeriness.

Then, after a beat, she asked, voice sheepish and teasing.

"Would you, like... want the whole McDonald’s? For yourself? ‘Cause I could-"

Chris groaned, dragging the blanket over his face like she was the problem now.

"I’m sick, not hallucinating." He mumbled from under it.

Y/N giggled, scooting up closer to him on the bed and gently tugging the blanket back down from over his nose.

"You’re used to this by now."

"Unfortunately." He deadpanned, but the little twitch of his lips gave him away.

Y/N just smiled, nudging the still full mug of his tea that he forced to her hands seconds before.

"Sip a bit more, okay? And then I’ll go get you some ice cream. Or like, some McDonald’s. Your choice."

Chris blinked at her, exhausted but undeniably soft, like he wanted to argue but didn’t have the energy to fight her.

Instead, he just muttered.

"You’re insane."

Y/N leaned in, pressing the gentlest kiss to his temple, her voice all melted sugar and sleep-deprived affection.

"Love you too, baby."

Chris didn’t answer, but he didn’t need to. He just leaned into her touch with a tiny sigh and took another sip of tea, letting her warmth and the scent of chamomile wrap around him like a blanket.

For now, the beast was tamed.

And she’d definitely earned that ice cream.

© vanteguccir

[cockkette]

summer lovin’

lando norris x reader

warnings - somewhat chaotic lando and reader, mentions of pregnancy, insinuation of smut, some swearing, i think that’s it xoxo

face claims - girls on pinterest

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y/n.l/n: patiently waiting for the summer break 🙃🌊

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landonorris: i miss you baby 🧡

y/n.l/n: aww i miss you too baby

user1: they are so cute

landonorris: i miss that fat ass too 😏

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user1: i spoke too soon

user2: every night i pray for a normal lando and y/n interaction and everyday my prayers are denied

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user3: lando is one of god's favorites y/n is so fine

user4: alexa play that should be me by justin beiber

user5: tbh i don't know who i want to be more

user6: B O A F boaf

mclaren: please bring lando back in one piece

y/n.l/n: no promises xx

user7: sending my thoughts and prayers to the mclaren pr team during the summer break

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y/n.l/n: you can't blame me he has me so down bad i think i'm getting withdrawal symptoms

oscarpiastri: nurse she's out again

y/n.l/n: boo👎👎

user8: woof woof bark bark

landonorris: that's my job

user9: petition to save y/n from this loser

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y/n.l/n: date nights are the best nights 🌅

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landonorris: the best way to start summer break, i couldn't think of anyone else i would rather have with me 🧡

y/n.l/n: ha you 'like' like me loser 🤣👉

landonorris: i take it back

y/n.l/n: 👎

user10: y/n is so real for that

user11: the only relationship ever

user12: they are my parents they just don't know it

user13: the fits always go hard

landonorris: you know it

oscarpiastri: please don't feed his ego

user14: oscar is so sick of his bs

mclaren: we all are

user15: LANY/N SUMMER BREAK CONTENT!!!

lilymhe: i miss you!

landonorris: you facetimed her 2 hours ago

lilymhe: SHUT UP

y/n.l/n: SHUT UP (affectionately)

landonorris: aww you love me 😁😁

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francisca.cgomes: is that portugal!

y/n.l/n: yep you convinced me!

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user16: she's so fine 🤭

landonorris: yes she is and she's mine

y/n.l/n: cutie <3

user17: when will it be my turn

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lando.priv: date nights are fun but so is a night in

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carlossainz55: mate..

y/n.l/n: 🤭🤭

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maxverstappen1: i think it's time to put the phone away

charles_leclerc: i agree

lando.priv: haters

maxverstappen1: correct 👍

oscarpiastri: this is better than actually hearing it from the drivers room ig

y/n.l/n: soz babes xoxo

danielricciardo: goooo landooo 💪💪

lando.priv: finally some support, it's hard out here guys

carlossainz55: i bet it was

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landonorris: happy anniversary to the prettiest, kindest and smartest girl, i have spent 3 years loving you and i know i will spend the rest of my life loving you 💕

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y/n.l/n: i'm not crying you are

landonorris: darling i can hear you from the kitchen

y/n.l/n: get over here then!!

landonorris: sprinting over right now

y/n.l/n: good x

user17: walk him like a dog

georgerussell63: mate i'm getting whiplash from the difference between this post and your private post

landonorris: i'm a man of many talents

y/n.l/n: he really is

georgerussell63: you both disgust me 🤮

user18: GEORGE WHAT DO YOU KNOW

user19: screaming crying throwing up i love them your honour!!

user20: same but i'm screaming without the s looking at y/n

lilymhe: real

alex_albon: LILY!?

user21: lily is one of us

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y/n.l/n: i can't wait to spend the rest of my life showing you how much i love you, how proud of you i am and how super hot you are 💕💕

landonorris: fuck sake now i'm crying

landonorris: i am super hot though

user22: i knew they couldn't be wholesome for that long

y/n.l/n: what can i say it's part of our charm 🙃

user23: i need y/n's whole wardrobe rn!

y.n/l/n posted two stories

y/n.l/n

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y/n.l/n: great food and the best company!

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landonorris: i helped make the food btw 💪

olivernorris1: no... you just watched

landonorris: it's called moral support!

user24: at least he tried...

savnorris: lovely to see you darling, the girls have been asking for auntie y/n all day 😂

y/n.l/n: lovely to see you too! i miss them so much they are adorable!

user25: AUNTIE Y/N ARE YOU KIDDING

user26: THAT IS SO CUTE

flonorris1: i already miss you

y/n.l/n: i miss you too 💕

landonorris: girlfriend stealer 😠

flonorris1: stop being jealous that someone else had her attention for more than 2 seconds 🙄

landonorris: no.

user27: he's literally a child 🤣🤣

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user28: lando arguing with half of his family in the comments is taking me out

user29: norris family dinners seem so fun

y/n.l/n: they are!

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lando.priv: your so hot have my babies please 🙏🙏🙏

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georgerussell63: you're getting blocked mate

y/n.l/n: if you insist...

lando.priv: hehehehe

y/n.l/n: nevermind that made me feel ill

lando.priv: sorry i let the dawg out 💔💔

alex_albon: the thought of mini landos is stressing me out

y/n.l/n: i think they would be cute 🫣

lando.priv: will be*

charles_leclerc: my children are on this app please stop this madness

oscarpiastri: thank you for speaking out

olliebearman: i'm scared dad

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y/n.l/n: a staycation to end the summer break with my love

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landonorris: who is that absolute stunner on the last slide 🫦

y/n.l/n: idk he's pretty hot though do you think i could get his number

landonorris: yeah he totally likes you 😉

user30: ahhh they are so cute it's not fair

user31: i cannot wait for the wags to be reunited

user32: fr we need more wag content

yourbestfriend: i can't wait for summer break to be over so you will spend your time with me instead of him xxx

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landonorris: noooo

user33: the f1 world has never seen a better rivalry than these two

user34: lando and 'yourbestfriend' are my verstappen and hamilton

maxverstappen1: understandable

lewishamilton: i can't disagree with that

mclaren: we can't wait to see you both back in the paddock 🧡

y/n.l/n: i got a new papaya coloured dress especially for the occasion

landonorris: this isn't fair you look so good in it i won't be able to concentrate on the race 🫦

y/n.l/n: shut up 🤭

user35: what is lando doing in the last picture 🤣

alex_albon: he worries me

georgerussell: he's my sleep paralysis demon

y/n.l/n: he's a cutie leave him alone!

landonorris: yeah!

landonorris: my girlfriend is so hot

y/n.l/n: my boyfriend is so hot

landonorris: 🥰

user36: he is so down bad it's getting embarrassing

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a/n - thank you for reading i hope you enjoyed! i’m thinking of doing a part two so any feedback or suggestions would be fab <3