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[alarwynnwhispers]

🧡 ᴜɴᴘʟᴀɴɴᴇᴅ — ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 32: ꜱʜᴀᴅᴏᴡꜱ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴘᴏᴛʟɪɢʜᴛ 🧡

ꜰ1 x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ | ʟᴀɴᴅᴏ ɴᴏʀʀɪꜱ ᴀᴜ | ᴀɴɢꜱᴛ + ᴅʀᴀᴍᴀ

⚠️ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ:

ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴꜱ ᴏꜰ ɪɴᴛᴇʀɴᴇᴛ ɢᴏꜱꜱɪᴘ, ꜱᴏᴄɪᴀʟ ᴍᴇᴅɪᴀ ꜱᴘᴇᴄᴜʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴀʙʟᴏɪᴅ ᴄᴜʟᴛᴜʀᴇ

ɪɴᴠᴀꜱɪᴏɴ ᴏꜰ ᴘʀɪᴠᴀᴄʏ (ᴜɴᴀᴜᴛʜᴏʀɪᴢᴇᴅ ʀᴇᴘᴏꜱᴛɪɴɢ ᴏꜰ ᴏʟᴅ ᴘʜᴏᴛᴏꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍɪꜱʟᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇxᴛ)

ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ ᴍᴀɴɪᴘᴜʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ɪᴍᴘʟɪᴇᴅ ᴘᴀꜱꜱɪᴠᴇ-ᴀɢɢʀᴇꜱꜱɪᴠᴇ ʙᴇʜᴀᴠɪᴏʀ ʙʏ ᴀɴ ᴇx (ᴍᴀɢᴜɪ)

ʀᴇꜰᴇʀᴇɴᴄᴇꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴘᴜʙʟɪᴄ ꜱᴄʀᴜᴛɪɴʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏɴʟɪɴᴇ ʜᴀʀᴀꜱꜱᴍᴇɴᴛ

ʟᴀɴᴅᴏ ᴇxᴘᴇʀɪᴇɴᴄɪɴɢ ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ ꜱᴛʀᴇꜱꜱ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ꜰᴀʟꜱᴇ ɴᴀʀʀᴀᴛɪᴠᴇꜱ

(ʏ/ɴ) ᴇxᴘʀᴇꜱꜱɪɴɢ ꜰɪᴇʀᴄᴇ ᴘʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇɴᴇꜱꜱ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ᴍᴀɴᴀɢɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ᴏᴡɴ ᴘʀᴇɢɴᴀɴᴄʏ-ʀᴇʟᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴠᴜʟɴᴇʀᴀʙɪʟɪᴛʏ

The following week unfolded with media ripples Lando had expected, but not like this.

Social media was still ablaze with speculation. F1 gossip accounts posted timelines, compared old photos of (Y/n) and Lando from Monaco to Austria, even dug up clips from the boutique’s online presence. One reel, captioned “From thrift shop queen to paddock royalty,” had over a million views.

Lando tried to ignore it. He had more important things to focus on.

Like the nursery plans.

Or the twins' names.

Or making sure (Y/n) drank enough water before noon.

But in the background, something colder stirred.

It started with a single tagged post.

@magui.x | Vienna, Austria 🇦🇹💫 When you know, you know. 📸: elegant heels, a glass of wine, her signature charm.

He didn’t think anything of it, until the DMs started rolling in. Fans were sending screenshots. Theories were spinning.

“Did Magui just throw shade at Lando?” “She’s in Austria too??” “Imagine watching your ex win a Grand Prix and have babies with someone else…”

Lando shrugged it off, until he received a text.

Magui: So Austria, huh? Big moment. Congrats, I guess. Hope you remember what we used to talk about doing if you ever won there.

No emojis. Just that.

He didn’t respond.

He couldn’t.

(Y/n) had just walked into the room with a tray of fresh-cut fruits, her bump swaying slightly beneath a soft white cotton dress. She looked radiant, and real. Not curated, not filtered. Just here. His now.

But the past didn’t stay quiet for long.

Two days later, Magui posted a cryptic story: a mirror selfie from a dimly lit hotel bathroom.

And then the real hit dropped.

A grainy photo. Posted by an anonymous tabloid page. Two figures in the hotel bar lobby. One of them unmistakably Lando. The other, long legs, dark hair, sly smile, could only be her.

The caption read: “EXCLUSIVE: Lando’s late-night ‘catch-up’ with ex Magui sends fans into chaos. Trouble in paradise already?”

It wasn’t real.

The photo was old. From over a year ago. But Magui didn’t correct it. She didn’t deny it. In fact, she reposted it, captionless, before deleting it an hour later.

And just like that, she’d stirred the pot.

—

Back at their Monaco flat, Lando tossed his phone across the bed.

“She’s playing games,” he muttered.

(Y/n) looked up from the couch, concern flickering in her eyes.

He walked over, kneeling in front of her, resting both hands on her knees.

“I need you to know, I haven’t spoken to her. Not since before Austria. Not properly.”

“I believe you,” she said quietly. “But she’s not going away, is she?”

“I don’t think so. Not yet.”

A silence stretched between them, heavy with unspoken worries.

Then she said, “If she wants drama, she’s not getting it from me. But if she tries to drag you into it… I’ll protect what’s mine.”

Lando looked up, genuinely startled.

“Damn,” he whispered, half a smile forming. “You’re kind of terrifying.”

“Only when I have to be.”

He pressed his forehead to her bump. “Don’t worry. I’m not stupid enough to look back.”

“But she might try harder,” she warned. “She watched you win. She saw us on every screen. She knows she lost.”

He nodded. “And now she wants a rematch.”

(Y/n) reached out, fingers threading through his curls. “Then let her fight shadows. Because we’re living in the light.”

Outside, the sea shimmered in the late afternoon glow. Inside, despite the headlines and whispers, there was still peace.

For now.

To be continued... 🧡

🧡 ᴜɴᴘʟᴀɴɴᴇᴅ — ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 33: ʜᴇʀ ʙɪɢ ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀ’ꜱ ᴀʀʀɪᴠᴀʟ 🧡

📝 Note from the Author: Fifth post of the day. FIFTH. 😩 You better hydrate and stretch after all this emotional cardio because I am not slowing down. This chapter? Whew. She’s for the ones who know what it means to choose maturity over mess, love over noise, peace over pettiness.

Magui? Oh, she stirred the pot. The subtle shade, the old photo, the cryptic captions? A masterclass in manipulation. But (Y/n)? She didn’t flinch. She didn’t spiral. Instead, she said:

“Then let her fight shadows. Because we’re living in the light.” And that right there? That’s power. That’s grace.

We’re entering the part of the story where public pressure and past ghosts come knocking. But this couple? They’re choosing each other, again and again. Even when it’s messy. Especially when it’s messy.

Drop a 🕶️ if you felt Lando’s “I’m not stupid enough to look back.” Drop a 🐍 if you’re ready for Magui’s games to get shut down. And drop a 🌊 if you felt that last line, the sea shimmering while the world spun wild, but peace still found them anyway.

Let me know how you’re holding up in the comments. And yes, I will still be scheduling posts while I go MIA for a bit, because I love you that much.

With love, me 🧡

[tawnysoup]

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[monstermonger]

Spring has begun; life is rekindled...

Itty Bitty Spring Dragon stickers ♡

[renzypretzy]

scar lored then i got possessed

[rozecrest]

there are 7 days left to fulfill the last 4% of the municipality of gaza's life-saving campaign!

water is life. infrastructure must be rebuilt. approximately $50,043 are left to reach this goal.

we are so close!

donate here! every dollar gets us closer!

if you have a clean and consistent water source that is a privilege. it always has been in this world. here is a chance to give that back to a place in dire need. take it! this goal can and must be filled!

[cinnabarsilly]

crawling back to this tumblr account after the tiktok ban feels like driving back to my old home in the countryside,, gently wiping away the cobwebs and the dust that's settled in my absence,, nothing changed, nothing out of place,, a memory of a forgotten era; frozen in time,,

[doodledrawsthings]

@mindboogling and i have been brainrotting over the unnamed Solace family members for like two days straight, the implications make me severely ill please take them Boog designed the sibs, i designed the mama. they dont have names idk what they should be...

[kokodrawings]

Role reversal AU: Naruto as the ambassador of the shinobi nations

[drops-of-universe]

I need several hours of Quiet Time each day or i become the worst person alive

[weevmo]

He used to shine, now frozen cold...

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

haunted houses being portrayed as "infested" with evil spirits....yes obviously the house is infested it has uninvited human occupants.

you get pests you call in exterminators, just how it works

[truuskn]

he's so cute and sillyyy 😫 my goood, look at him, just look at him!! how do we even have the nerve to pump his life with angst? my dude deserves to be happy 24/7

[monstermonger]

Spring songs 🐦‍⬛🎵

[minidoodles97]

Hawke family fleeing the Blight

I have some thoughts on my Hawke having to deal with another Blight and keeping her family safe again. But that's too long for this post, so I'm just gonna add it to my list of Dragon Age fics that I still need to finish...

[mochasucculent]

Was looking at refs and since Viktor has two different leg braces I was wondering, do we think he wears them simultaneously?? The refs don't perfectly line up perspective-wise so it's hard to tell but parts of the one he wears during the Hexcore scenes look like they could maybe line up with the brace that he wears over his clothes, but also some parts really don't and look like they'd be super uncomfy. Also HOW does he take these on and off. Experts weigh in