#yum command

[astorkes]

what if act2 but nobody gets better, they get worse instead🌚

[cc1010fox]

Jango: Seventeen... Alpha-17: Yes? Jango, staring at a clone with his cheeks puffed out with food he's definitely trying to hide from Jango: ...Does that one not eat during meal times? Alpha-17, sighing: Fox, finish your food... Jango: I know they're fed enough... Alpha-17: He loves his sweets, so the others gift him sweets. Fox works hard enough to make up for the extra food, though. Jango, still not used to seeing all of the quirks in clones of himself: I see...Huh... Alpha-17: You'd think he was just ravenously hungry with how much he bites the others, though. Jango: ...

[envahisseurzim]

the pain down in your soul is the same as the one down in mine

[yumyumpod]

It's that time of year again.

[jameslongforjimshortforgabriel]

"you only defend Caitlyn's actions bc you think she's hot!!" okay and? God forbid a guy catches a vibe

[mtg-cards-hourly]

Eidolon of Blossoms

The emotional echoes of dryad gatherings attract lost souls.

Artist: Min Yum TCG Player Link Scryfall Link EDHREC Link

[colonel-dynamite-gun]

Out of the three backgrounds and service histories Shepard can choose from. I always lean into Colonist/Sole Survivor for my writing because it resonates with me, partially because of real stories i can pull inspiration from and partially because I worry about writing a Mary Sue or an Edge Lord if I choose the others. Having two major tragedies in Shepard's life, losing her family in Mindior as a teen and her command on Akuze six years later, feels like it builds a character that can come back from anything and won't flinch at loss (and the dialogue in the Toombs sidequest is gut wrenching) I'm also just more comfortable writing trauma then most subjects.

I don't think that invalidates anyone else's choice nor do I think it's the choice. Mass Effect is about player choice so there isn't a wrong answer and there isn't a right one either. Heck I'm jealous that Spacer gets Hannah Shepard because she's such a fun anchor for Commander Shepard, a parent to be proud of them or child them over more renegade actions. Earth Born offers the ability to double down on renegadeness, play a paragade/renegon or even 180° from a scared kid in the 10th Street Reds to Alliance Hero due to enlisting. That's the beauty of them, you can do a lot with any combination of backgrounds. It's the player's choice at its finest.

And no one can tell you otherwise.

[mtg-art-daily]

Flamerush Rider

Artist: Min Yum

[maliciousalice]

👕 & 🍽️? For the trek ask game

Heheh thanks for Asking Meg!!! All aboard another long winded ramble about my wife ST: Voyager!!!!!

👕 Character whose fashion you like.

While I answered in the last one, I think I'll add to it by saying I love the Ds9/Voyager Uniforms--Infact I'm a HUGE sucker for them--At least to me, they feel like THE signature trek costume rather than TNG or TOS ones. Plus, they are fun to draw! I love how they look on the actors with the structured upper half, and loose, high-waisted pants that give everyone the illusion of height.

Those that are dressed in the uniform are portrayed with a respectable heft and a pleasant, overall shape. I know it's not the case, but they look like they are really practical. This is fully intentional as the lead costume designer said they wanted the suits to appear modular and have advantages in different environments. That's why sometimes they are unzipped or twisted around, depending on the narrative.

I could go on and on about them. I act feral over how they look when when all the actors stand together, turned in various ways, posing so that that folds pucker on their joints, or when subtle differences in their body sizes take up screen. It just looks so cool! I'm a big fan of squad-based, colour-coded uniforms and clean silhouettes.

Most importantly though, it gives them all BODY-ODY-ODY!!!

AYO WHICH LOCATION THEY AT??? CW: GORILLA DUMPIES!!! 👀👀👀 😳😳😳😳

🍽️What alien food/drink would you want to try?

I wish I could find the video but I've seen bits and pieces about how they designed the food on the sets and I think it's super charming!

Lots of effort went into considering the cuisine. It just about decorates every set and It was important to the show. Voyager engaged in a lot visual gags, or dialog discussing food. It was in a comforting way that would present the characters with their personal ideals of home.I find that subtext of world-building really endearing.

Many scenes involved characters bonding in the mess hall, socializing around food, or isolating with it to gain a sense of self. In contrast, it's used as a device for diplomacy, or to make settings seem more alien, unnavigated and removed from regular comforts. It's even incorporated into main plot points, such as with Tuvok in ''Riddles'', when he gains a newfound skill around cooking after a serious accident, and he solves the plot by decorating a code on a cake. Through food, we saw a lot of what it could be like to be a crew member on the ship, and live inside their Universe. It wasn't always pretty but they made it work.

We have a really rich food bowl and diverse food-culture In Australia, I love noticing exotic food that are used as set decoration of as props--I am used to seeing tropical fruit or Asian ingredients around my community, so it's fun to see it transformed. And much like the characters in Voyager, I relate to the comfort and the charting of new territories when it comes to seeing/ eating food.

I suspect being a chef / working in hospitality would be an interesting occupation in Trek. Everyone complains about the lack of authenticity from replicated food, so I'm sure being a good Chef would be worth your while.

I genuinely want to try Old-mate Neelix's cooking. He seems so creative and passionate about what he plates up, and he CLEARLY (they all put on weight haha) kept the crew well-fed. ''Bitches make do'', but you can tell he cares by the questions he askes everyone, or the detail he places into his recipes. I'd like to see what all the fuss is about with Leeola Root Stew. I bet it's not that bad! (I like bitter food) Or better, serve me up a Jimbalian Fudge cake! It's so quaint how there is an evolution to his work as he gets more integrated with everyone.

(crying over this ^) Neelix Nation Rise Up!!!!

[ghoulodont]

how do people make gifs these days. any other ffmpeg users

[emisluvr]

soft dom! hee + edging reader ? god i would kill for this emi > <

well i'm glad to deliver it anon !! this is saur yum

✧ tw. smut (18+ mdni!), edging, pet names, orgasm control, overstim, begging, praise

your thighs are trembling on either side of his lap, face flushed and lips pouty as your eyes well up with tears. heeseung's hands are on your hips, gently guiding them as you ride him, cock so deep inside you it's making you see stars.

"you’re being so good for me, baby," he coos, voice soft but so commanding as he watches you grind and bounce on top of him. "think you can hold it for me one more time? hmm? pretty girl can do that, right?"

you whimper, nodding even though your whole body is begging for release. every time your stomach forms that tight little knot, desperate to snap, he pulls away just enough to keep you aching.

"that’s it, angel," he whispers, leaning in to kiss your breasts, his soft, wet lips wrapping around your nipple. his voice is sweet, guiding, but it only makes you needier. "you’re doing so good for me. gonna make you feel so good, i promise. just need you to wait a little longer."

his fingers move down to your clit, rubbing slow, teasing circles that make your legs tremble even more. you whine, hips jerking against him as the pressure builds fast.

"please, hee—" your voice cracks, tears slipping down your cheeks as you gasp. "i c-can’t, please, i wanna cum, please—"

he smiles at your pleas, pulling your head down to kiss your lips sweetly while his hand keeps your hips moving, not letting you slow down, not letting his cock slip out for even a second. "shh, i know, i know, baby. just one more, okay? let me hear you beg a little more, yeah? make it pretty for me."

and when he finally lets you cum, it’s all shaky gasps and broken sobs, your body collapsing into his chest as he wraps his arms around your waist, holding you tighter as your cum coats his length.

"my good girl," he whispers, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. "so fuckin’ perfect for me."

© emisluvr 2025. all rights reserved.

[seishroo]

rin and marathon sex cause he's a freak like that

“make her tap out” — r. itoshi

cw. smut mdni, overstimulation, reader being pathetic as hell, rin just being yummy yum yum

rin was always a beast when it came to soccer. dominating the field, he’s intense — commanding authority without even trying.

and when it comes to sex? he’s practically a machine running off of talent, ego, and pure domination. you’d think he’d be worn out from all of his matches, but his stamina never wavers when it comes to you. not even for a split second.

he’d have you in a brutal mating press, pounding into you with relentless vigor as you struggled to even catch an intake of breath, your hands scrambling for something to ground yourself with — which happened to be those godly biceps of his.

“rinnie!”, you’d whine, tears rolling down your delicate features as he fucked you to yet another orgasm. what was it now? third, fourth, seventh? who knows at this point. you were too dazed, and it seemed like he was having zero issue taking you to peak after peak after peak.

“yeah, pretty baby?”, he’d question just to humor you, acting as if he was paying attention to anything you had to say. he didn’t need to know what you were thinking, your pussy spoke for you — fluttering around his cock frantically. he’d continue to thrust into you, hard and deep. he was clearly getting a kick out of sending you far past mere overstimulation.

he’d push down on your tummy, feeling how deep he was inside of you. “tsk, you feel that, baby?”, he’d ask between thrusts, watching exactly what it does to you. “feel me in there?”, he’d chuckle, grasping the back of your knees tighter and pushing your legs back further, folding you like a fucking beach chair. “shit, ‘s like this pussy was made just for me”, he’d mutter, hitting your sweet spot over and over with the new angle.

you could barely come up with a response, just incoherent babbles and chants of his name, your body now being a bunch of mush as he had his way with you, moans filling the room like a sweet melody.

he groaned at the way your cunt swallowed him whole, just greedy and filthy. it tightened around him like a vice, signaling your impending release yet again.

“ohmygodohmygodrinrinrin”, you’d cry out, choking on your own words as you felt yourself becoming pathetically needy for him, to soak his length in your juices again. “shhhhhiiiiittttt, ‘m gon—“, you panted before your brain short-circuited once his thumb met your throbbing clit, applying just the right amount of pressure and speed to get you there even faster.

“i know, baby”, he coos, holding your legs in place with one hand while the other abused your swollen clit. “doing so well f’me, jus’ let go, yeah?”, he’d mutter in that sexy low tone, just his voice alone could have you a mess.

in which it did, you quivered erratically as your orgasm rushed through you, back arching before your body went limp and practically melted into the bed. rin continued to fuck you through it, making sure to draw every last bit out before he spilled inside of you with a choked groan, his hot seed filling you up to the brim.

he slowly pulled out of you before pushing back in, ensuring that none of him spilled out of your hole. “you look s’pretty when you’re all messy for me”, he whispers — more so to himself given you couldn’t process jack shit at the moment, still pathetically whimpering.

he pulls out of you, flipping you onto your tummy and pushing your legs in, putting your ass in the air before burying his face in your cunt, slurping up the mixture of both of your releases and eating you out from behind. he’d chuckle at your little whines, telling him 'you can’t take anymore' and this and that. nipping at your inner thigh, he’d coo once more, “aw, you can take one more f’me, can’t you?”, before diving back into your folds.

it was in fact not one more. don’t ever believe rin when he says that shit.

an: i loved writing this tysm for the req - now i can't stop thinking abt rin LMFAOOOO

© seishroo | much love ꨄ

[ghostlingpupversailles]

I mean, this is why school is useful.

hate how they are called light side users but they can’t even produce glucose via photosynthesis. weak

[redr0sewrites]

HEAR ME OUT HEAR ME OUT.

you know shadow milks female form.

scissoring...f... Scissorijg with fem shadow milk 🤤

📎 A/n: I SWEAR SOME OF U ARE INSIDE MY BRAIN GRRRR THIS IS SO YUM

📎 Cw: smut, fem!shadow milk cookie, pre established relationship, degrading, tribbing/scissoring, pwnp, reader is afab

📎 dividers

the sounds of the soft, sloppy click of your cunt against hers combined with your own salacious moans are the only noises in the luscious bedroom belonging to your lover. to you, Shadow Milk Cookie is always seemingly effortlessly attractive, but a few weeks ago, you'd accompanied him on a small mission- during which, you got to see another side of your lover for the first time- one of his alternate forms... a female one. seeing his female form had sparked an... interest, of sorts, inside you- a desperate, hasty sort of desire that had fermented for days until you'd finally blurted out your willingness to try that specific form in bed.

at the time, you had been hopelessly embarrassed, partly from your partner's teasing and partly from your loss of all remaining dignity, but that embarrassment doesn't even cross your mind as you slowly grind against her. fuck, had it all been worth it.

"look at me," Shadow Milk's voice snaps you back to the present. her command is teasing, yet strained, as she clenches against you.

"hh- lost in thought again, poppet? am i not interesting enough for you?"

you shake your head, leaning in close to melt into the crook of her head.

"answer me," she coos as thin, sharp fingernails trace up your spine.

"n-no ma'am," you mumble, heat rising to your cheeks. "was thinking 'bout you." your words are slurred from pleasure and need, and your thighs are already trembling as they frame hers. shes been teasing you all night, and you desperately want to reach your release. just the sight of her poised figure and perky breasts are arousing enough, but the dominant side that seems to be revealed along with this form is certainly doing it for you as well.

"oh? care to indulge me in your fantasies?" Shadow Milk Cookie rolls her hips abruptly against yours and you whine as your clits' kiss, rubbing together in tandem. she lets out a soft moan, indulging in the pleasure of it all as you stumble over your words.

"i was just thinking about you in general," you mewl, grinding against her with increased fervor. "nothing specific..."

one of Shadow Milk Cookie's hands finds purchase on your waist, while the other rises up, up, up to the back of your neck, firmly holding you in place against her. she finally begins to roll her hips with force, setting a slow but firm pace as she rocks against you. with a sigh, she leans in close to whisper in your ear.

"how boring... i haven't even made you come and your already so needy... but i suppose you're pretty cunt is doing all the speaking for you, hm?" you flush at her vulgar words, squirming in her grip as she holds you tight. you twitch and whine in her grasp as your pussy flutters against her, your hips moving almost automatically as you grind, and the wanton sound of skin slapping against skin combined with the smell of sex overwhelms your senses.

Shadow Milk's pace is unrelenting as she forces your hips together, the messy squelch making you flush at the vulgarity. you can already feel the coil in your stomach tightening, and you clench hard around nothing as you begin to practically hump against your partner. your juices mix as you hrind, spilling between you onto the already stained sheets. Shadow Milk mocks your eagerness, but her own voice is strained with arousal.

"h-hahh, are you close, doll?"

"ffuck, yes!" you stutter out, hips shaking as your clit pulses with each vigorous roll of your hips. "please... please can i...."

"you can cum," Shadow Milk hisses through gritted teeth, her own orgasm approaching rapidly. her words of approval send you over the edge and you cum with a vivacious moan, throwing your head back and rocking your hips with all your might, riding through your high. Shadow Milk Cookie cums in tandem with you, her own mewls of pleasure mixing with your own like a symphony as you both let your orgasms wash over you.

it takes several minutes for you to be fairly certain of your own consciousness, and you collapse backwards against the mattress. your cunt slides against your lovers with a sticky squelch as you pull away, and you whine in overstimulation. however, Shadow Milk Cookie looks at you with narrow, lustful eyes. you lay down on the pillows as you catch your breath, and she takes the opportunity to crawl on top of you, giving you a delicious show of her body. you gasp as she straddled you, inky blue hair falling weightlessly down her body and chest heaving with each breath.

"aw, you didn't think we were done, did you?"

GRRRRR NEED HER BAD. sorry this is short but URGH its been rotting in my brain rver since ive got this ask. i swear i got possessed when writing this. also the theme for this fic (like the banner) is so ass IM SORRYYY THERES NO GOOD CANON PHOTOS OF HER</3 also pls send in shmilk, pv, or black sapphire asks PLEASEEE <3

[blueberrisdove-sideblog]

Phainon brat taming chrysos heir! Reader- yum- 🤧

𝒲𝒶𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔 ： fem!reader － mirror s*x, － spanking － creampie － chocking －Standing doggy style － hair pulling－ implied dubcon (dw nothing too serious).

Edit : not proof-read. Sorry not. Also if you saw the word “golden” u did not. 😪

Phanon's grip on your throat is rough, his fingers digging into your skin as he forces you to look at your own reflection. His golden eyes burn into yours through the mirror, a smirk playing on his lips as he towers over you.

"You like this, don't you?" His voice is low, taunting, his breath hot against your ear. "Acting like you're some spoiled little thing—" His other hand tightens around your waist, pulling you flush against him. "But look at you now. Drunk on me."

The mirror trembles under your weight as he keeps you pressed against it, his hold unyielding. He watches every reaction, every twitch, every desperate gasp you make, reveling in the way you shudder beneath him. His cock thrusting into your cunt, as tears began to swell in your eyes.

"Go on," he coos, tilting his head. "Say my name, pretty thing. Let them all hear who owns you."

You stayed silent, and only moaned in response. Phainon sneered in mockery, as he he continued to stare into the mirror. You looked so fucked. Your face all flushed, tongue rolled out of your mouth, tits pressed against the mirror as your eyes were half lidded.

"You wanted this." His voice turns into a low, dark chuckle, mocking. "Don't pretend you didn't. All that backtalk, all those little games—you were begging for me to put you in your place."

His hips press forward, forcing a whimper from your throat. His grip tightens, sharp, possessive, keeping you trapped between him and vour own reflection. "Say it, he commands, golden eyes gleaming with wicked amusement.

"Say who you belong to." Your breath hitches, your fingers pressing against the glass for support, but Phainon doesn't let up. He wants to hear you break. Wants to hear you surrender.

"Say. It."

Your lips part, but the words catch in your throat. Phainon watches, his smirk widening as you hesitate, as your pride claws at the last scraps of defiance you have left. He can see it-the flicker of resistance, the stubborn glint in your eyes through the mirror.

And he hates it. His grip on your throat tightens, not enough to hurt, just enough to remind you who's in control. "Still fighting me?" he muses, his voice dripping with amusement. "After everything?"

You swallow hard, feeling the heat of his body pressing into yours.

Your breath is shaky, but you manage to force out, "I don't belong to anyone."

Silence.

Then—sharp. His hand cracks down against the plush of your ass, the sound echoing in the room, making you jolt forward against the mirror. Your nails scrape against the glass as you gasp, the sting blooming into a sharp heat.

"Wrong answer."

He doesn't give you time to recover before another slap lands, harder this time, making your legs tremble.

Phainon watches you through the mirror, golden eyes burning with satisfaction as he takes in the way your body reacts, the way you bite your lip to stifle a sound.

"Say it properly," he demands, his tone darker now, more dangerous. His hand soothes over the stinging flesh, only to grip hard, pulling you back against him. "Or do you need me to teach you some more manners, brat?"

You grit your teeth, refusing to break so easily. Even as your body betrays you, as heat coils in your stomach, as your breath comes in unsteady gasps—you still fight.

Phainon chuckles, shaking his head. "Still so stubborn." His fingers slide up, twisting into your hair, yanking your head back so you're forced to meet his gaze in the mirror. "Fine. We'll do this the hard way."

His smirk turns into something sharper, something cruel. "I'm going to ruin you until you can't say anything but my name."

Phainon yanks your head back, his grip tangled in your hair, forcing your gaze onto the mirror. His blue eyes blaze, full of cruel amusement, relishing in your defiance—even as your body trembles against him.

"You don’t learn, do you?" His voice is low, dangerous, vibrating against your skin. His free hand roams over your waist, fingers digging in hard enough to leave bruises, a mark of his claim. "You act tough, but I feel you shaking, little brat." You force out a breath, your lips curling into a smirk despite the way your body betrays you force out a breath, your lips curling into a smirk despite the way your body betrays you. "I’m not shaking," you manage, voice tight but stubborn. "You’re just imagining things."

Phainon huffs a laugh, low and taunting. "Oh? Is that so?" His grip in your hair tightens, tilting your head back just a little more, forcing you to see yourself—see the flush creeping up your neck, the way your chest rises and falls in uneven breaths. His smirk deepens. "Lying doesn’t suit you."

You glare at him through the mirror, refusing to look away. "And what are you gonna do about it?" His expression shifts—something dark, something dangerous. His blue eyes glint with a quiet promise, and before you can react, another sharp slap lands on your thigh, making you jolt. You bite your lip hard to stop the sound that threatens to escape.

Phainon chuckles, leaning down so his breath ghosts against your ear. "You’re really asking for it, aren’t you?" His grip on your waist tightens as he straightens, his presence towering over you. "Fine, then. We’ll keep going until you beg me to stop." Your jaw tightens, but before you can throw another bratty remark his way, his hand grips your chin, forcing you to focus on your own reflection.

"Look at yourself," he commands, his voice rough, but there’s something else beneath it—something possessive, something hungry. "Look at how easily you bend for me, how much you want this."

Your breath stutters, fingers gripping the mirror’s surface for stability, but you still refuse to give in. "You’re full of yourself," you say, but your voice isn’t as steady as before.

Phainon just laughs, deep and knowing. "And you’re full of lies." His fingers trail up your throat, tilting your chin higher. "Go on, then. Prove me wrong. Say it—say you don’t want me."

You open your mouth. Nothing comes out.

The silence stretches, thick with tension, your pride and his dominance clashing in the space between you. Phainon smirks. "That’s what I thought."

© 2024-2025 blueberrisdove-sideblog all rights reserved. pretty please, do not steal my dividers, translate and plagiarize any of my works, or either repost my works in any other platform without asking, thank you!

[maplesyrupsainz]

˖⁺｡˚⋆˙love language | CL16 LN4˖⁺｡˚⋆˙

pairing: charles leclerc x reader y/n (she/her) x lando norris

genre: social media au, polyamorous relationship

warnings: polyamory, dates on tweets make no sense to the story lol ignore them im srsly lazy & idc tbh

summary: in which your boyfriends love languages seem to be polar opposites

a/n: ur wish is my command also im fr running out of plot ideas on my own for the poly reqs LOLL so if u got any ideas then spam my inbox bbyyy

request!!!: PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE more poly lando and charles (and kika)

fc: jules leblanc

my masterlist

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francisca.cgomes ☕️ yum

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user2 kikayn my favourite bffs 😻

user3 waiting for lando & charles to comment

user4 charles lando come get ur girl

pierregasly that girl is a bad influence on you babe

yourusername i know ur not talking about me

francisca.cgomes crickets...

yourusername he's scared of me. iktr

francisca.gomes as he should be

landonorris next time i will succeed.

user5 LANDO

pierregasly in what exactly 🤨

francisca.cgomes he wants me dead

landonorris never said that

yourusername you kind of did

landonorris not explicitly

charles_leclerc lando stop causing fights

pierregasly yea lando.

yourusername he's all talk dw

francisca.cgomes yea keyboard warrior much

landonorris pipe down

charles_leclerc my girl so pretty

yourusername 🥰🥰🥰

francisca.cgomes this is why ur my favourite charles

charles_leclerc ❤️

user6 the difference in replies between charles & lando 😂

user7 most chaotic comment section award goes to...

yourusername

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yourusername ...fourple?

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pierregasly leaving me out why?

yourusername u hate me i fear 😔

francisca.cgomes not true he's just intimidated by u

user8 justice for y/n

user9 they do poly so naturally

user10 the third pic omggggg y/n & her boys

liked by yourusername, landonorris, charles_leclerc

user11 she's so gorgeous

francisca.cgomes no just ditch them both for me actually!

yourusername well..... actually yes

francisca.cgomes YESSSS i wonnnn

landonorris 🤨

pierregasly 😤

charles_leclerc 😢

landonorris ilyyy hot girl

charles_leclerc mon amour ❤️

user12 i'll never get over lando & charles' completely opposite love languages 😂

liked by yourusername

user13 they r so real i luv them

yourusername posted a story

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user14 "double" date or third wheel y/n?

user15 CUTIES

user16 kika my 2nd fav wag after u ofc

user17 oh to be a fly on the wallllllll

oscarpiastri are you holding him hostage

yourusername dont you start too

oscarpiastri 🤐

yourusername

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yourusername home alone for a week 🏝️

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user18 AWWWW home alone no charlandoyn content

user19 aww lonely girl

francisca.cgomes this is why u need me

yourusername im actually independent

landonorris kika ur obsessed with my gf it's weird

pierregasly bro ur gf is obsessed with my gf too...

francisca.cgomes it's called love. obviously

charles_leclerc i support it 😊

landonorris stfu

pierregasly be quiet charles

yourusername we love charlie <3

charles_leclerc 🥰

user20 will their comment sections ever be normal

user21 i jus know they miss her sm

user22 she's too cool

messages ->

instagram ->

charles_leclerc posted a story

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user23 OMGGG UR WITH Y/N

user24 favs omg

user25 aesthetic affff

user26 perfect couple (should i say throuple?)

francisca.cgomes ugh you guys are back stealing her from me

charles_leclerc you snooze you lose

yourusername posted a story

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user27 love language strikes again

user28 he's soo sweet and attentive

user29 i want what they have

user30 lomls

charles_leclerc i love you

yourusername ❤️ love you

yourusername posted a story

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user31 LANDOOOO

user32 LOL this is sooo lando i love him

user33 obsessed with him

user34 i am once again saying opposite love languages

user35 he loves u so much

oscarpiastri i wish my boyfriend would do this!

yourusername hands off, piastri

oscarpiastri 😂

carlossainz55 he is so expressive

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charles_leclerc happy to be home 🏡

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user43 omg the last pic HAHAHA

user44 is that lando with the bows 😂

landonorris no comment

user45 obsessed with this

user46 y/n reveal charles' love language immediately

user47 TELL USSSS @.yourusername

yourusername words of affirmation of course!

user48 im in love w all 3 of them

francisca.cgomes the third pic awwww cuties

yourusername 😘

landonorris being nice all of a sudden?

charles_leclerc don't question it just be happy!

yourusername i love you!!!

charles_leclerc i love you our girl

landonorris 🧡🧡🧡

user49 charlandoyn you will always be famous

landonorris

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user50 AWWW

user51 they love y/n sm it's so cute

user52 omg lando being sincere & sweet :))

user53 in his charles era

yourusername aww my sweetest boyy

user54 lando love language reveal y/n!!!

yourusername acts of service ofc 😊

user55 omg🥹🥹🥹🥹

user56 y/n is so gorgeous in the second pic

user57 literally majestic

user58 charles & y/n in the third pic omg me when

user59 i want what they have

charles_leclerc perfect perfect boy

yourusername in every way :)))

landonorris stop it guys im blushing......

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