#lacii <3

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im sorry for keep sending u pics but i just wanted to remind someone that this existed cuz i swear the second it came up on my pintrest again i havent stopped giggling about it

love… NEVER apologize for sending me pics of paul, even if it makes me get a heart attack every time 😵‍💫😵‍💫 there’s just too much to talk about when it comes to that picture… like first off, he’s so fit it’s insaaaneeeee like?? the arms are the death of me honestly???? the necklaces are so pretty :(( his curls…. god…….. his hands and arms AAAAAA and his cute ass nose 🥺🥺🥺

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i think i died dead

i don’t remember how to breathe… how am i supposed to recover from this…..

i haven’t been the same person since i first saw his last insta post. like how am i supposed to function? explain it to me???? i have too many thoughts 🫠🫠🫠

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if paul needs any help with taking care of his hair tell him id gladly run my fingers through it for hours for him

i volunteer too 🤭🤭🤭 and imagine how good it would feel?? pulling ur fingers through the soft locks? seeing his eyes flutter closed when you comb through it, a sweet hum slipping past his lips??

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no cuz pauls hair i actually stg, ive never liked blondes until i saw that man, its just everything about him🤭🤭🤭

i do not understand how his hair can hold so much power…… it’s so gorgeous? i just ?????? if i could love a man just based on his hair, it would be paul aron

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fuck marry kill; clem, oscar, and liam

i don’t understand why i thought i would do this… i can’t kill anyone of these….. let alone choose one not to marry 😭😭 can i pick oscar to kill just because i chose to marry him in the last one?? no i can’t kill him :(( those sweet brown eyes :((( i will always marry oscar… and i guess i’ll say i’ll fuck clem but only because i’m still not over the freaking video of him that he recorded in his bed !!! because if i fuck him then maybe i can please wake up there with him ??????

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AAA CONGRATS ON 3K SORRY IF IM LATEEEEEE

AAAAA darling!! thank you so so much!!!!! 🥺💗

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can u tell me if tumblrs munching my reqs 🙌

lacii i think they’ve disappeared 😭 i haven received any 😭😭 only the one you sent me for the celly that i wrote about lando for…..

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just wanted to properly congrat you on 1.5k as i forgot to, but i honestly love your writing and you deserve it all🫶

laciiii 🥺🥺 thank you sweetheart!!! this means so much to me 😭

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https://x.com/lifeinrosyhves/status/1599360850212847616?s=46 i just wanted to make sure youve seen this

lacii 😭😭

ngl, watching this was an… experience……

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wait idk if youve been asked this but whats your favourite song rn

rn i’m really obsessed with sabrina carpenter’s christmas ep 🫡 and esp “buy me presents” 🤭🤭🤭 gets me in the christmas mood instantly

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IM SORRY FOR THE INBOX SPAM ILY

SHSJSHSJ DONT APOLOGIZE!! i loved your asks and i had a lot of fun answering them (not rlly the killing liam part tho) 🤭🤭 ily too sweets!!!

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ship: any series, (biking has my heart, football ran, i <3 lego, baggy clothes🤭 i like cooking im just shit at it, really picky eater🙃) idfk if thats good emough details🫠

i ship you with lando norris!! idk i haven’t rlly thought about it when talking to u before but something about this ask made me think of him 🥺 i mean the picky eating is so lando coded, the way neither of you could push the other out of their comfort zone because none of you like any exotic things lol. bur he’d be really thankful for you cooking for him, especially after a long day or if he’s been sick or so on. imagine wearing his clothes and them being rlly baggy on you…. and we’ve all seen the vids of him and luisa building lego on stream, that could be you <33

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literally any driver: burying head in crook of neck, night kisses and shutting the other up with kisses

lacii my love <3<3 did this with lando, hope that's fine! merry christmas again, and i hope you enjoy this!! 😁

"lando, did i tell you about that time when i first met my friend clara?" the words are flowing out of your mouth like you're spitting bars. your boyfriend doesn't even get a chance to answer your question before you've started talking again. "oh my god, it's a great story. you'll love it. so, i was in a french class when my other friend, sarah-"

lando is smiling subconsciously as you ramble on about your adventures, just as you have ever since he picked you up from the club. his fingers help you slip out of your heels – not that you even seem to understand what's going on, way too focused on speaking – before one of his hands lands on your waist. he takes a deep breath to keep his composure and hold back the laughter threatening to burst from his chest at your continuous gibberish, before he guides you to his bedroom with soft touches. he chuckles quietly at the way you almost take the wrong turn and end up in his kitchen, too engaged in your storytelling to remember the layout of his apartment. he isn't surprised, though, because;

alcohol always makes you blabber.

in most situations, you're not the most talkative, preferring to choose your moments to speak with great care. but when you start to get tipsy, it is like you are the world's greatest extrovert. even after getting just a little alcohol in your system, you talk to anyone with ears, somehow assuming that they're really interested in whatever you're ranting about.

thankfully, if you have your friends around, they usually drag you away by your arm, apologizing to the poor stranger to whom you've over-explained the storyline of your favorite movie.

lando learned about this side effect of your drinking early on in your relationship. on your third date, after sharing a few drinks at a local bar, you wouldn't shut up for half an hour, not giving him a second to interject with anything. he'd been surprised, but mostly confused, until he got your text message the following morning: oh my god, i did it... didn't i?

he'd tried to pretend he didn't know what you meant, wanting to put it all behind you, but you'd persisted. i didn't shut up. i never do when i drink. i'm sorry :(

lando was always one to be quick to forgive and forget, not wanting you to feel too bad. everyone does some questionable things when drunk, and he'd seen tons of people act worse than you did. but after that date, there would be uncountably many more occasions of you not being able to hold back when booze was in the picture. award shows, drinking games at home with friends, podium celebrations. once, he even found you outside a club after a race, sitting on the curb with one of your hands petting a stray dog as your other helped you explain the meaning of life. safe to say, he is used to your habits by now.

so tonight, when he picked you up from your night out with a few of your friends, he wasn't surprised that your mouth didn't shut once during the trip back to his apartment. you were excitedly telling him about the people you'd met and the drinks you'd had, so eager to explain every detail to your boyfriend when you were getting into the car that you forgot about everything around you and he had to lean across the console to put on your seatbelt for you.

most of the time, he finds your habit endearing. but sometimes, like right now, it gets just a little tiresome.

"and then, when jamie came around, she was like, what are you doing?, and i was like, i'm just having some fun!"

you're both sitting on the edge of his bed by now, after lando's helped you change into something more comfortable for the night, your mouth still running like you're one of the gilmore girls. you don't even flinch when his hands reach for your cheeks and he stares intently in your eyes – but he can't do anything other than smile.

lando loves your voice. he loves it when you're whispering something in his ear when you're out with friends, when you're ranting to him about some stupid coworker, and maybe especially when you're moaning and whining his name.

but now, he reckons you've talked enough for today. your vocal cords must be sore, and his ears are about to fall off, so it's time to call it a night – and he only sees one way to shut you up.

mid-sentence, lando leans in, pressing his lips to yours. he swallows the yelp you let out in surprise, one of his hands gliding to the back of your neck to keep you close. it doesn't take long for you to relax into the kiss, your lips moving with his while your hands reach for the neckline of his hoodie.

it's so easy to get lost in kissing lando. when he parts the kiss, you find yourself wanting to seal your lips again, already missing the feeling. your mind is now completely blank; all you can think of is the kiss. the man beside you laughs at your hazy expression, utterly amused by how you're suddenly quiet for more than five seconds (something he's sure hasn't happened yet tonight).

when you slowly open your eyes, the very content look on lando's face makes something click in your mind. he sudden kiss, his big grin...

"was i rambling again?"

the silence that follows gives you your answer, and you throw your head back as you let out a little groan. "hey, don't worry about it."

"i really didn't mean to. you know how it is, it just happens, and i don't really feel it as it happens, you know? it's just, the alcohol, it's not my intention. i actually told sarah today that-"

and for the second time, lando pulls you into him, quieting you down with his own lips. this time, as you (for the most part) understand what he's doing, you can't help but giggle into the kiss. your boyfriend matches your smile, taking your bottom lip between his teeth as a joking warning. he lets it flop back against your teeth as he pulls away to look at you again, but you've already lunged forward, head resting against his shoulder.

"i'm sorry," you start, nuzzling your nose into the crook of his neck. "i really am."

his arms snake around your waist before he leans back against the bed, pulling you down with him and into his side. "don't be," he answers, one of his hands reaching up to the back of your head, stroking your hair. "it's cute. you're cute." you continue hiding in his skin and he makes himself more comfortable in bed, pulling the blanket over you both. "we'll talk more tomorrow, okay?"

he feels you shake your head. "i'm done talking. i've talked enough. you know those tiktok videos where you only have a certain amount of words you're allowed to say every year? that's me. i've run out of words, i used them all today."

"oh yeah, i can tell," lando chuckles, pressing his lips to the top of your head. "close your eyes, baby. tell me about those tiktok videos tomorrow."

"didn't you hear me? i said no more words. i won't talk tomorrow because-"

lando sighs. it's going to be a long night.