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me, staring at the scraps of stuck in between p3 wondering where tf i was even going with it

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is their going to be more of the STUCK BETWEEN US series

yes! there will be. i've honestly just been taking my time with it hehe, but yes there's more parts for sure. sorry for the wait! 🌷

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the little things - romantic gestures i love

massaging their shoulders when they clearly had a long day

cupping their cheeks

random "i love you"'s just in case they forgot

kisses on the cheeks

kisses on the tip of their nose

or on their upper lip/cupids bow

playing with their fingers

reading with them

taking pictures of them when they don't realize it because they just look too good to not do so.

fixing their hair for them

pulling them closer when a cool breeze hits you both outside

linking arms

tying their shoe when you notice the laces flying around

knowing their morning routine so perfectly that you already have some of their breakfast/drinks laid out before they get to the kitchen

recording their favorite show on the dvr because you know they'll be in a little late tonight and miss it

gently wiping something off of their face and noticing them smiling because you're just so cute and close

pulling each other into the warmest hugs

dancing together for the first time

letting them take a sip of your drink, then another, then another, then- you might as well let them keep it

giving them a bite of your food

brushing your teeth together and looking at yourselves in the mirror

resting your head on their shoulder

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ice cream date with carlos, could be an accidental hard launch! xx

i love!! i hope i did it justice. thanks bean <3

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here's the scoop | cs55 ⊹ ࣪ ˖

ᝰ. aka: an accidental post forces a hard launch ᝰ. fc: misc ᝰ. note: req by the lovely @f1version <3 hope this was alright hehe thank u for requesting

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Liked by carlossainz55 and others yourusername since someone posted the ice cream and exposed us, here’s the rest of the flavors 🍦🫶🏼

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carlossainz55 😳 robertomerhi he ties shoes now? wow. whipped. user1 she said “since carlos can’t keep a secret…” 😭 user2 the way he LOOKS at her in the third pic… oh we’re done for.

ᝰ. all photos found on pinterest

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hard launch | mv33 ⊹ ࣪ ˖

ᝰ. aka: the hard launch no one was expecting ᝰ. fc: ashtonwood IG ᝰ. note: this is actually nothing but i had a desire to be creative and my fave person mack gave me the idea. thank u mack ily

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maxverstappen1 Been keeping this part of my life just for me — for us. What a privilege it’s been to love you quietly, freely, without the noise. These past two years have been the best thing I’ve ever known, the best thing I've ever done and will continue to do for the rest of my life. Here’s to everything we’ve already had… and everything still ahead. I love you.

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yourusername oh max, my whole heart. always has been, always will be 🤍 ‪‪❤︎‬ liked by maxverstappen1

user1 so you’re telling me i lost to someone i didn’t even know EXISTED???

user2 and here i thought we had something 💔

user3 con😭gra😭tu😭la😭tions😭😭😭😭😭

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⋆ 𐙚 ̊. maybe, just maybe

the one where you mistake comfort for love, and maybes for promises. pairing: frat!lando x fem!reader note: if you've seen this on here before, no you haven't ᰔ

Pit pat pit, your shoes smack against the three steps up to the front door. True to his word, the door knob twists all the way and allows you into the sleepy house. You wish you could say you’d never seen the house like this, quiet and void of some sort of gathering. But that would be a lie because you have seen it this quiet. You’ve walked into the house many times before, quietly and secretly, always to meet the same boy. 

Lando doesn’t look up from his spot, leaning against the arm of the couch in the living room as he stares at whatever illuminates his phone screen. He’s clothed in a gray hoodie, hood pulled over his hair, and black sweatpants. You shut the door quietly behind you, whispering a soft hey as you take the short steps over to him. He finally looks up, smiling briefly before leaning down to peck your lips. 

It’s sickening how natural– how normal, it all feels. It shouldn’t. 

“How was your drive?” He asks, stuffing his phone in his pocket before slinging that same hand over you. His arm weighs warmly on your shoulders, pulling you into his side. 

“T’was okay…” you answer, looking up at him, “I think the pothole on University Drive got bigger.” 

He doesn’t return your gaze, acts as your eyes instead as he leads you through the house. But he smiles at your comment, wide enough that you can see the crinkles by his eyes. “Yeah… it probably did.” 

Lando’s arm slips from around you when you reach the foot of the stairs. He gets up about two steps before you follow behind him. Your footsteps are muffled into the carpeting, and there is a soft glow that comes from the second floor of the house. At the top of the steps, on the wall to the left sits the fraternity composite from the previous school year. Lando’s photo is on the fourth row, third from the right. He has a charming smile, and eyes that laugh. He looked so good. 

“When are you guys updating that?” Lando turns around when you ask, staring at the obscurely large photo framed on the wall. It takes a couple of seconds, you see the gears turning behind his green eyes. 

“Uh… maybe next week? Can’t remember when Pierre said it would be.” He rubs his eyes, fighting back a yawn before he waves you over to follow him. 

It’s a fairly quiet walk to his room. The house is fast asleep, though not necessarily dead silent. You can still hear shows playing and music changing behind the doors of each room. Each individual sleeping habit becomes clearer in the short walk to Lando’s room. 

His door is already opened, letting out cold air and the smell of alcohol and cologne. Calvin Klein – the same bottle of eau de toilette you bought him for his birthday last year. And Old Spice, though you have the deodorant stick left on the nightstand, cap off, to blame for that. You crinkle your nose at the scent, setting your bag down on his desk before slipping off your shoes. 

“Uh…” Lando rubs the top of his hoodie, pressing it down against his curly hair, “Sorry. I spilled vodka on my floor earlier. It still smells.” 

You hum, nodding as you walk across his room to close his deodorant. Lando reaches around you, swiping the tube as the cap clicks, walking it over to his dresser and placing it next to his rings and the cologne. He apologizes, cheeks hot and the tips of his ears red. 

His room is still as messy as you remember it. Laundry hanging precariously over the hamper and there are more empty hangers in his half opened closet than used ones. His letters are hanging over the back of his desk chair, and his bag is leaning against the leg of it. It’s zipped open showing off three crinkled papers and two folders. One red one, one blue one– both empty.  A bright orange t-shirt hangs out the side of it, just barely covering his black water bottle stuffed into the designated pocket. By his bed, his nightstand holds a lamp with no bulb and three vapes. His sheets are undone, obviously lived in and if you know Lando, you know he hasn’t made his bed in a week. 

“Why were you drinking in your room?” You finally ask, crawling onto the bed and over to your side of it. 

“Just because.” He shrugs, walking over to the door to push it shut. He pinches the lock between the side of his index finger and the pad of his thumb, twisting it locked. “Why, you want to take one?”

You scrunch your nose at the offer and it makes him laugh. “It’s three a.m.”

Lando smiles knowingly, hands coming up to grab onto the back of his hoodie. “We’ve done worse things,” He says, pulling the white material over his head, tossing it on the floor and leaving his torso bare. His finger flicks off the lights, but the room is still dimly lit by the warm streetlight outside his window. You watch him climb into bed, walking on his knees the short distance to you before he dips his head and presses a rough kiss against your lips. His hand holds your cheek, the ends of his fingers just dipping into your hair. 

You smile as you kiss him back, blowing an amused breath through your nose. “Almost like you miss me,” you tease between kisses. He laughs, breathy and smelling like minty toothpaste, as he pulls away. You can see the way he looks at you, eyes filled with a kind of fondness that makes your heart melt and believe in something just a little more. 

“I do miss you.” 

You give him a look, a playful non-believing one. Wide eyes, raised brows, and a puckered lip that asked him oh really? It makes him do another one of those breathless laughs as he adjusts himself in front of you, right arm taught to hold up his body while his left palm curves over your right knee, pushing it further from your left. 

“Let me show you how much I do.”  read more here

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I want to commit myself to a new project that will make me regret committing to it in the first place just to feel something

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break me out of this prison!!!!!! (intense writers block)

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don't feel bad for not updating, I bet some of your fav fics haven't been updated in month and I bet that you're just happy to have more of it when it does get updated. so just know no one will be mad, just excited that you post.

(exposing myself here, I literally haven't updated a fic in a few months so at least you are better at updating than me)

also, I really want Charles and yn to work shit out and be more in love than ever, pls🙏 and your iMessages looked so real and all the graphics look great!!! do you use canva? or just edit it all?

thank you for the message sweatpea 💚 & i hope you manage to update soon!! hope whatever is keeping you from doing it gives so you can.

i use canva for all my graphics-- and then for the imsgs and the ig dms, i msg myself to get the conversation laid out, then edit the names and all the rest on canva!

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https://www.tumblr.com/whimsywho/774511631943270400/whats-even-considered-blurb-length-1k-2k-less?source=share

I think 1k and less

thank u so much i needed that validation 😭

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STUCK BETWEEN US – LUCKY CHARM, JUSTE TOI charles leclerc⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪ a gossip girl x formula 1 au

summ.𓂃 cold fronts & good luck charms... whatever that means pairing.𓂃 charles leclerc x fem!reader (faceclaim: zaraynaf) cw.𓂃 probably poorly translated french (for now)

(media day)

(quali day)

note.𓂃 honestly..... this could've been longer but i feel bad for not updating so... tada........ haha.... :/. anyways, feedback is greatly appreciated (as always).

[whimsywho]

the way i lie. but im fr working on it rn. will be posting as soon as its done and formatted. thx 🩷

I did not forget about the smau— I just inconveniently got busy. But pt 2 is being worked on, hopefully I can post it this week. Fingers crossed.

Thank you for all the love on it 🩷

[whimsywho]

am i having a brain bleed are people seriously considering NOVEL LENGTH FICS as small one shots now what is happening

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come get ya juice

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whats even considered blurb length? 1k? 2k? less?

[whimsywho]

oh how i wish to be creative and have the will power to write again