#⌥ ⁏ ◍ ∷ ℣ — ᴛ ᴇ x ᴛ s ⌔ ⊒

[bluesdeexus]

𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒄𝒆𝒔 🧺

𝗮 𝗯 𝗰 𝗱 𝗲 𝗳 𝗴 𝗵 𝗶 𝗷 𝗸 𝗹 𝗺 𝗻 𝗼 𝗽 𝗾 𝗿 𝘀 𝘁 𝘂 𝘃 𝘄 𝘅 𝘆 𝘇

𝘢 𝘣 𝘤 𝘥 𝘦 𝘧 𝘨 𝘩 𝘪 𝘫 𝘬 𝘭 𝘮 𝘯 𝘰 𝘱 𝘲 𝘳 𝘴 𝘵 𝘶 𝘷 𝘸 𝘹 𝘺 𝘻

𝒂 𝒃 𝒄 𝒅 𝒆 𝒇 𝒈 𝒉 𝒊 𝒋 𝒌 𝒍 𝒎 𝒏 𝒐 𝒑 𝒒 𝒓 𝒔 𝒕 𝒖 𝒗 𝒘 𝒙 𝒚 𝒛

𝐚 𝐛 𝐜 𝐝 𝐞 𝐟 𝐠 𝐡 𝐢 𝐣 𝐤 𝐥 𝐦 𝐧 𝐨 𝐩 𝐪 𝐫 𝐬 𝐭 𝐮 𝐯 𝐰 𝐱 𝐲 𝐳

ᴀ ʙ ᴄ ᴅ ᴇ ғ ɢ ʜ ɪ ᴊ ᴋ ʟ ᴍ ɴ ᴏ ᴘ ǫ ʀ s ᴛ ᴜ ᴠ ᴡ x ʏ ᴢ

𝓪 𝓫 𝓬 𝓭 𝓮 𝓯 𝓰 𝓱 𝓲 𝓳 𝓴 𝓵 𝓶 𝓷 𝓸 𝓹 𝓺 𝓻 𝓼 𝓽 𝓾 𝓿 𝔀 𝔁 𝔂 𝔃

𝚊 𝚋 𝚌 𝚍 𝚎 𝚏 𝚐 𝚑 𝚒 𝚓 𝚔 𝚕 𝚖 𝚗 𝚘 𝚙 𝚚 𝚛 𝚜 𝚝 𝚞 𝚟 𝚠 𝚡 𝚢 𝚣

a̲ ̲b̲ ̲c̲ ̲d̲ ̲e̲ ̲f̲ ̲g̲ ̲h̲ ̲i̲ ̲j̲ ̲k̲ ̲l̲ ̲m̲ ̲n̲ ̲o̲ ̲p̲ ̲q̲ ̲r̲ ̲s̲ ̲t̲ ̲u̲ ̲v̲ ̲w̲ ̲x̲ ̲y̲ ̲z̲ ̲

𝖆 𝖇 𝖈 𝖉 𝖊 𝖋 𝖌 𝖍 𝖎 𝖏 𝖐 𝖑 𝖒 𝖓 𝖔 𝖕 𝖖 𝖗 𝖘 𝖙 𝖚 𝖛 𝖜 𝖝 𝖞 𝖟

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[w-ionios]

Não autorais/No authorial/No autoral

 ׅ  ࣪  ᵔᴗᵔ  ࣪  ׅ 🍜 ׅ  ࣪  Kaomojis

૮₍´˶ᵔｪᵔ˶`₎ა ₍ᐢ  ›  ̫ ‹ ᐢ₎ ૮₍´ ˶ ｪ ˵ `₎ა ₍ᐢ ๑ • 𖥦 • ๑ ᐢ₎︎ ₍ ๑ • ᴗ • ๑ ₎

૮₍｡ •᎔• ｡₎ა ꒰  ｡• ꈊ • ｡ ꒱  ꒰  ๑  •  ₃  •  ๑  ꒱  ꒰ ◌ ᵕ  𖥦  ᵕ ◌ ꒱

૮₍ •  ⬫  •  ♡  ₎ა ૮₍ ๑ •  ᵜ  ก ๑ ₎ა ʕ ꐦ • ᆺ • ʔ ᘏ⑅ᘏ

₍ ᐢ ⬪ •  ▿  • ⬪ ᐢ ₎  ˃̵ᴗ˂ ₍ ᐢ ⬫ •  ▿  ก ⬫ ᐢ ₎︎ ૮₍ ◦ • ꀾ • ◦ ₎ა

૮₍ ˶• ˔ ต ₎ა ₍ᵔ๑・ᴥ・๑ᵔ₎ ᕱ⑅ᕱ  ˃̵ᴗ˂n꒰ ◦ •  ⬪  • ◦ ꒱ ᴖ᎑ᴖ  •᎑• 

˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ˃ᴗ˂  >.<  ᴗ˳ᴗ ◕ᴗ◕ ˃̵ᴗ˂ ๑•ᴗ•๑​ ᵔᴥᵔ  ૮₍｡´ᴖ ˔ ᴖ`｡₎ა 

૮₍꜆꜄ ˃ ³ ˂ ₎ა ₍ᐢ˶• ˔ กᐢ₎  ⍝◜ᐢ • 🐽 • ᐢ◝⍝  ૮ ・ع・ა ପ꒰  ⑅  •  ᵜ  ก  ꒱

 ׅ  ࣪ >.< ࣪  ׅ 🥐 ׅ  ࣪ Símbolos e Separadores

୨୧ ✧ 𖨂 ⵌ ⨳ ഒ ⊹ ᪤ 𖧧 ꗃ ꔛ ๑ ⩩ ▦ ✦ 𖣠 Ꮺ % ❍ ๑ ⌁ ﹆ ૪

𖤐 谷 ⿻ ✸۫ ❤︎ ৫ ⋆ ☺︎ ☹︎ › ‹ 𖤐 ャ ꕤ 𖧷 ▭▬ ꜥꜤ& ҂ ﹅﹆ 𖤘 𖠊

𖠿 𖠚 𖠅 𖤘 ◌ ◍ ◔ ◕ ❀ ✿ ❁ ✾ ﹫ 𖠌 ❅ ৎ୭ ☆ ★ ♡ ♥︎ □ ■✮

✰ ？！〄 ゅ ⾕  ݈݇- 𖣯 ま ≛ ぬ̳ ໑▸ ֙⋆ ⩉ 𖦥 ☄︎ ⌕ ≡ ⌂ ♡̶ 𖥔

☕︎｡ ࿔ ↻⸙ ❈ ❉ ❊ ❋ ✾ ✿ ❀ ❁ ❂ ❃ ♡̸ ઇઉ ⌦ ⚝ ☽ ❅ ❊

⚘⿴݃ ✕ ✘ .ᨘ۫.ꪶ ⇢ ⇠ ⇣ ⇡ ⇾ ⇽↢ ↣ ↤ ↥ ↦ ↧ ⇠ ⇡ ⇢ ⇣ ⃝༘⃕

⟅ ⊱ ✿◞♡° ♡⃕ ❲ ❳ ❏ ❐ ❑ ❒ 〔 〕 〘 〙 「 」 『 』 ༊ ༉ ∞ ʚ ɞ ꒰

꒱ ˗ˏˋ ˎˊ˗ ↬ ↫ ➸ ➹ ❇ Ꮺ ꒦꒷ ૪ ༄ ᘒ ⎙ ᝰ ˖𓂃 ִֶָ ๋ 㚼 ꗃ ⸙ જ  ݈݇- ꔛ

☆★ ✮✰ 𖤐 𖤣 𖦥 ⊹ ャ 𖦆 𖥔 ﹆ ﹅ ᵕ̈ ↺ % ✤ ✥ ❖ □ ■ ♤ ♠︎

◇ ◆ ♧ ♣︎ ✙ ✚ ➷ ➹ ♡ ⃝༘⃕ .ᨘ۫.bꪶ ⚝ Ꮺ ꒦꒷ ૪ ༄ ᘒ ⎙ ᝰ ˖𓂃 ִֶָ

ꗃ ⸙ જ  ݈݇- ꔛ ☆★ ✮✰ 𖤐 𖤣 𖦥 ⊹ ャ 𖦆 𖥔 ﹆ ﹅ ᵕ̈ ↺ % ✤ ✥ ❖

︶ ︶ ︶ ︶

⏝ ۰ ⏝ ۰ ⏝ ۰ ⏝ ۰ ⏝

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⏝⏝⏝⏝⏝⏝⏝⏝⏝⏝⏝

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ׅ ࣪ ๑•ᴗ•๑​ ࣪ ׅ 🍙 ׅ ࣪ Letras

ⓐ ⓑ ⓒ ⓓ ⓔ ⓕ ⓖ ⓗ ⓘ ⓙ ⓚ ⓛ ⓜ ⓝ ⓞ ⓟ ⓠ ⓡ ⓢ ⓣ ⓤ ⓥ ⓦ ⓧ ⓨ ⓩ

🅐 🅑 🅒 🅓 🅔 🅕 🅖 🅗 🅘 🅙 🅚 🅛 🅜 🅝 🅞 🅟 🅠 🅡 🅢 🅣 🅤 🅥 🅦 🅧 🅨 🅩

⍺⍺b𝖻 cⲥ d𝖽 eᧉ fẜ g𝗀 h𝗁 iᎥιꪱ jj kk lꙆ mꭑ n𝗇 oᦅ pթ qq rr ss t𝗍 𝗎u v𝗏

ᴀ ʙ ᴄ ᴅ ᴇ ғ ɢ ʜ ɪ ᴊ ᴋ ʟ ᴍ ɴ ᴏ ᴘ ϙ ʀ s ᴛ ᴜ ᴠ ᴡ x ʏ ᴢ

ᵃ ᵇ ᶜ ᵈ ᵉ ᶠ ᵍ ʰ ⁱ ʲ ᵏ ˡ ᵐ ⁿ ᵒ ᵖ ᵠ ʳ ˢ ᵗ ᵘ ᵛ ʷ ˣ ʸ ᶻ

ᥲ ɑ ꪖ ხ ɓ ᖯ ᨢ в ᥴ ɕ ძ ᦔ ∂ ℮ ᥱ⃗ ꪮ ᥱ ꫀ ꧖ ᦸ є ᰚ ƒ ց ᧁ ℊ ᦆ ℎ ꫝ ɦ ꫝꪾ

Ꮒ ι Ꭵ ꪱ ᪂ ⅉ ᦔ́ ʝ ƙ ᥣ ʆ ℒ ℓ ꧑ м ꪑ ꦧ ℳ ꩇ ᧗ ᥢ ɴַ ᥒ ɳ ꪀ ᧞ ᥆ σ ɵ ℴ ꪫ

ꪮ ℘ ρ ǫ ℛ я ᥰ ꧏ ʀ ɾ ᥉ ട ℑ ꪻ Ƭ τ ł ᥙ υ ᥔ ꪙ ᥎ ϑ ꪚ ν ᥕ ᤐ Ꮗ Ɯ ꧘ ᨰ

ꪝ ꪎ ყ ꪗ ꪩ ᥡ ᤁ

[sonsvivaz]

𝗦𝗜𝗠𝗕𝗢𝗟𝗢𝗦 𝗘 𝗙𝗢𝗡𝗧𝗘𝗦 : جي . 🪴📼 ˙

⠀꒰⠀⠀꒱ ꕤ ⠀੭⠀✿𝆬⠀౿ ❁ 𖹭⠀࣭ ˙✧˖°📷 ༘ ⋆｡˚

𓇼 🌊 🐚 ٠࣪⭑🪬🫧🫶🏻🤍 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝

🧸ྀི 𐙚𓇼🧉❀🐚𓆉︎ ࿔*:･ﾟ☾ 𔓘 ꔛ Ꮺ ∞

⌗༄ ༅ ༆ ☀︎ ☕︎ 𓁹 𓏲 ♱ ♰ ✶ ✿ ❀ ✵ ✳ ✦

★ ☆ 𖤓 ✡ ✹ ✺ ❅ ✧ ☬ ♒︎ ๑ ⚛︎ 𖦹 ↜ ˒ ˓ ��

─ ♡ 𓆙 ❧ ᜊ ꧁ ꧂ ⏤͟͟͞͞⃞ ⏤͟͟͞͞ ◯ △ □

┆︴◆ ☻ ☺︎ ○ ▸ ▸ ᵕ̈ ◡̈ ☘︎ ☁︎ ☂︎ ☔︎︎ ♪ ♩ ♫

♬ ♯ ♑︎ ♍︎ ™ ℡ ፨ ッ ¿ 彡 ⚊ 𖣔 ᕦ ᕤ ∿ [ ]

⓪①②④⑤⑥⑦⑧⑨

⓿❶❷❸❹❺❻❼❽❾

⁰¹³³⁴⁵⁷⁷⁸⁹

𝔸 𝕓 ℂ 𝕕 𝕖 𝕗 𝕘 𝕙 𝕚 𝕛 𝕜 𝕝 𝕞 𝕟 𝕠 𝕡 𝕢 𝕣 𝕤 𝕥 𝕦 𝕧 𝕖 𝕩 𝕪 𝕫

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𝐚 𝐛 𝐜 𝐝 𝐞 𝐟 𝐠 𝐡 𝐢 𝐣 𝐤 𝐥 𝐦 𝐧 𝐨 𝐩 𝐪 𝐫 𝐬 𝐭 𝐮 𝐯 𝐰 𝐱 𝐲 𝐳

ᗩ ᗷ ᑕ ᗪ ᗴ ᖴ ᘜ ᕼ I ᒍ K ᒪ ᗰ ᑎ O ᑭ ᑫ ᖇ Տ T ᑌ ᐯ ᗯ ᙭ Y ᘔ

ᴀ ʙ ᴄ ᴅ ᴇ ғ ɢ ʜ ɪ ᴊ ᴋ ʟ ᴍ ɴ ᴏ ᴘ ǫ ʀ s ᴛ ᴜ ᴠ ᴡ x ʏ ᴢ

ａ ｂ ｃ ｄ ｅ ｆ ｇ ｈ ｉ ｊ ｋ ｌ ｍ ｎ ｏ ｐ ｑ ｒ ｓ ｔ ｕ ｖ ｗ ｘ ｙ ｚ

𝒂 𝒃 𝒄 𝒅 𝒆 𝒇 𝒈 𝒉 𝒊 𝒋 𝒌 𝒍 𝒎 𝒏 𝒐 𝒑 𝒒 𝒓 𝒔 𝒕 𝒖 𝒗 𝒘 𝒙 𝒚 𝒛

𝗮 𝗯 𝗰 𝗱 𝗲 𝗳 𝗴 𝗵 𝗶 𝗷 𝗸 𝗹 𝗺 𝗻 𝗼 𝗽 𝗾 𝗿 𝘀 𝘁 ��� 𝘃 𝘄 𝘅 𝘆 𝘇

𝖺 𝖻 𝖼 𝖽 𝖾 𝖿 𝗀 𝗁 𝗂 𝗃 𝗄 𝗅 𝗆 𝗇 𝗈 𝗉 𝗊 𝗋 𝗌 𝗍 𝗎 𝗏 𝗐 𝗑 𝗒 𝗓

𝗧𝗢𝗗𝗢𝗦 𝗢𝗦 𝗦𝗜́𝗠𝗕𝗢𝗟𝗢𝗦 𝗦𝗔𝗢 𝗗𝗘 𝗠𝗜𝗡𝗛𝗔 𝗔𝗨𝗧𝗢𝗥𝗜𝗔,

𝗽𝗼𝗿𝗲́𝗺 𝗻𝗮̃𝗼 𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗮́ 𝗻𝗲𝗰𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗮́𝗿𝗶𝗼 𝗼𝘀 𝗰𝗿𝗲́𝗱𝗶𝘁𝗼𝘀, 𝗮𝗽𝗲𝗻𝗮𝘀 𝗾𝘂𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗼

𝗼 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝘂́𝗱𝗼 𝗲𝗻𝘃𝗼𝗹𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗼𝗿𝗴𝗮𝗻𝗶𝘇𝗮𝗰̧𝗼̃𝗲𝘀 𝗱𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗮.

[ 🌺 . 🐠 ] 𝗌𝗂𝗀𝖺 𝗆𝖾𝗎 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍𝖺 𝗉𝗋𝖺 𝗆𝖺𝗂𝗌 ! - @ digitalssolar

[theloveoffootball10]

sᴛɪᴄᴋᴡɪᴛᴜ : s ɪ x ᴛ ᴇ ᴇ ɴ

m a s t e r l i s t

s ɪ x ᴛ ᴇ ᴇ ɴ

"Thank you for today. I can't explain how much I've loved just spending time with you" resting my head on Lando's chest I feel completely relaxed. We've spent the last few hours just basking in each other's company which has lead to us lying in the sun on the top deck of the yacht.

"It doesn't have to be over. The yacht is ours for the night if you want to stay here"

"Are you serious?" Sitting up slightly I look at Lando. He's completely spoiling me today.

"Completely serious. Remember when I said I wanted you all day and possibly all night? I meant it Lucía" feeling Lando pull me back into him I look up at him kissing him gently.

"I don't have clothes or anything with me Lando"

"You don't need clothes for what I've got planned for you" seeing the cheeky grin on Lando's face I can't help but match his energy. When he's happy he glows and its contagious.

"What about the people we're in the middle of the ocean with? I'm sure they don't want to watch live porn" I'm happy to have sex with Lando while we're on a yacht. The only thing holding me back is knowing we have strangers on the yacht and we don't know how much we can trust them. I know there's probably a contact of some kind in place but the last thing I want is for them to either take photos or sell a story.

"They're paid to be discreet babe. If you're unsure I completely understand. I can wait until we're back on dry land to ravage you"  

"I don't want to wait. I need to have you Lando, I can't wait any longer" I've been with Lando all day but I feel more aware of his presence than I ever have.

"Are you sure about doing this here?" Leaning back on the sofa I wrap my arms around Lando's neck. I did have my doubts about having sex in a situation like this but I would be lying if I said I don't want to take the risk. We did it in a corridor at Silverstone there's no reason why we can't on a private yacht. There's something about the thrill of being in public and knowing we can be caught at any point.

A moan falls from my lips as Lando lowers his mouth to my neck, sucking the sensitive skin, I never was one to be turned on by someones lips on my neck until I met Lando. His large hands trail down my body, cupping my breasts and tracing my nipples with the tip of his finger over my bikini, my body instantly reacting to his touch. I lean my head back and let out a guttural moan as he finds the heat between my legs, his fingers moving achingly slow steadily in and out. His lips find my ear whispering even though there's no one around.

"Everyone on dry land is going to hear you at this rate" Without warning Lando thrusts his fingers hard, making me gasp.

My need for Lando becomes more apparent as I squirm from his touch. He stops briefly to remove my bikini and I take my chance and move forward. I flash a mischievous smile, then advance on him, forcing him backwards on the sofa.

Reaching down, I slip my hand into Lando's shorts, stroking the length of his arousal. He responds to my touch, leaning into me to allow me to access to him in his entirety as I give in and remove his shorts. Looking up at Lando I notice his head leaning back against the sofa, a groan leaving his mouth as I continue to stroke him I realise he's having trouble staying quiet as my speed picks up.

Catching me off guard he surges toward me, capturing my lips in a fierce kiss, his hands cupping my face. I love when he gets rough, I know for a fact it's not a side to him anyone would expect but it's a side I get to see. When he has me where he wants me on my back I guide his mouth between my thighs, rotating my hips so he can taste the warmth and wetness radiating from me. There's only one thing I want from Lando right now.

"Lu you taste so good..." My back is fully arched, making more space for him to suck, lick, and nip my naked skin as he consumes me with a fierce passion. Every emotion feels heightened.

"I can't tease you anymore Lucía, I won't last. I want you"

I turn around, bracing my hands flat on the sofa arching my back in invitation. Lando's hands trace down my back before gripping my hips and pulling them back to meet his hips.

"Oh fuck...Lando" Pushing myself against him, I take all of him, my nails attempting to dig into the soft material underneath them "You feel so good inside of me Lando" over the last few weeks I've learned what effect it has when I moan his name, I can't help but want to keep moaning it to spur him on even more.

Lando's hands grip my hips, his fingers making their way between my legs to rub my core in time with his thrusts. I push back to meet every stroke, stretching my neck to watch his muscles flex in the sun, the sweat glistening the way the light reflects off him.

The speed of our movements pick up, our bodies tangled and desperate for each other to find the high we're searching for. The fire blazes bright in me and, with that an insatiable hunger grows for more of him, for all of him. I feel the knot in my stomach grow unable to hold back any longer, Lando follows my lead a moment later clinging to me in his ecstasy as we cry out each others names.

"Am I right in thinking you wrote your name on my clit with your tongue?" I ask with a hint of amusement in my voice as Lando and I lay together on the sofa.

"I did, I just wanted remind you that you're mine"

"I like a possessive you. It's cute but it felt incredible" 

"Possessive isn't cute Lucía" Lando says rolling his eyes with a laugh. "I'm not sharing you with anyone though"

"I'm not asking you share me. I'll try most things but threesomes aren't my thing"

"Lucía I swear you have sex on your mind permanently but good to know that we won't be adding a third person" laughing with Lando I do wonder how ridiculous our conversations sound to some people.

After a few hours of swimming and water sports we're both freshly showed and back in our clothes that we arrived in. Walking back onto the deck after my shower I can't believe my eyes when I see a candlelit table for two. No one has ever put this much effort into a single meal for me on a date or when I've been in a relationship.

"Lando this is perfect" I can't find the words to describe how I feel right now, possibly overwhelmed. Lando has thought of everything to make this the best date ever. All I can do is look at the space around me and try to take it all in.

"You're worth it baby. I'm making it my mission to make it up to you for all the shitty dates you've been taken on. I want to show you dates can be what you imagine them to be whether it's something more special like today or whether it's just a night on the sofa watching trashy tv shows" it feels like every good or bad date I've had in the past has created a story that has lead to this moment. Listening to the Dan + Shay song that's playing in the background I lean up and kiss Lando gently. There's no tongue and neither of us try to take it further but it's the most romantic kiss we've shared.

"I'm glad you exist Lando" looking up at Lando I can't believe I get to say he's my boyfriend.

[duditys]

𝑨𝒑𝒉𝒂𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒔 ꒱

𝑎 𝑏 𝑐 𝑑 𝑒 𝑓 𝑔 𝒉 𝑖 𝑗 𝑘 𝑙 𝑚 𝑛 𝑜 𝑝 𝑞 𝑟 𝑠 𝑡 𝑢 𝑣 𝑤 𝑥 𝑦 𝑧

𝒂 𝒃 𝒄 𝒅 𝒆 𝒇 𝒈 𝒉 𝒊 𝒋 𝒌 𝒍 𝒎 𝒏 𝒐 𝒑 𝒒 𝒓 𝒔 𝒕 𝒖 𝒗 𝒘 𝒙 𝒚 𝒛

𝑨 𝑩 𝑪 𝑫 𝑬 𝑭 𝑮 𝑯 𝑰 𝑱 𝑲 𝑳 𝑴 𝑵 𝑵 𝑶 𝑷 𝑸 𝑹 𝑺 𝑻 𝑼 𝑽 𝑾 𝑿 𝒀 𝒁

𝐀 𝐁 𝐂 𝐃 𝐄 𝐅 𝐆 𝐇 𝐈 𝐉 𝐊 𝐋 𝐌 𝐍 𝐍 𝐎 𝐏 𝐐 𝐑 𝐒 𝐓 𝐔 𝐕 𝐖 𝐗 𝐘 𝐙

𝚊 𝚋 𝚌 𝚍 𝚎 𝚏 𝚐 𝚑 𝚒 𝚓 𝚔 𝚕 𝚖 𝚗 𝚘 𝚙 𝚚 𝚛 𝚜 𝚝 𝚞 𝚟 𝚠 𝚡 𝚢 𝚣

𝙰 𝙱 𝙲 𝙳 𝙴 𝙵 𝙶 𝙷 𝙸 𝙹 𝙺 𝙻 𝙼 𝙽 𝙾 𝙿 𝚀 𝚁 𝚂 𝚃 𝚄 𝚅 𝚆 𝚇 𝚈 𝚉

𝕬 𝕭 𝕮 𝕯 𝕰 𝕱 𝕲 𝕳 𝕴 𝕵 𝕶 𝕷 𝕸 𝕹 𝕺 𝕻 𝕼 𝕽 𝕾 𝕿 𝖀 𝖁 𝖂 𝖃 𝖄 𝖅

𝖆 𝖇 𝖈 𝖉 𝖊 𝖋 𝖌 𝖍 𝖎 𝖏 𝖐 𝖑 𝖒 𝖓 𝖔 𝖕 𝖖 𝖗 𝖘 𝖙 𝖚 𝖛 𝖜 𝖝 𝖞 𝖟

a̷b̷c̷d̷e̷f̷g̷h̷i̷j̷k̷l̷m̷n̷o̷p̷q̷r̷s̷t̷u̷v̷w̷x̷y̷z̷

a͓̽ b͓ ̽ c͓̽ d͓ ̽ e͓̽ f͓ ̽ g͓ ̽ h͓ ̽ i͓̽ j ͓ ̽ k͓ ̽ l͓ ̽ m͓̽ n͓̽ o͓̽ p͓ ̽ q͓ ̽ r͓̽ s͓̽ t͓ ̽ u͓̽ v͓̽ w͓̽ x͓̽ y͓ ̽ z͓̽

a̤ b̤ c̤ d̤ e̤ f̤ g̤ h̤ i̤j̤ k̤ l̤m̤ n̤ o̤ p̤ q̤ r̤ s̤ t̤ṳ v̤ w̤ x̤ y̤ z̤

ä b̈ c̈ d̈ ë f ̈g̈ ḧ ï j̈k̈ l̈m̈ n̈ ö p̈ q̈ r̈ s̈ ẗ ü v̈ ẅ ẍ ÿ z̈

a̫ b̫ c̫ d̫ e̫ f̫g̫ h̫ i̫j̫k̫ l̫m̫ n̫ o̫ p̫ q̫ r̫ s̫ t̫u̫ v̫ w̫ x̫ y̫ z̫

a͚ b͚ c͚ d͚ e͚ f͚g͚ h͚ i͚j͚ k͚ l͚m͚ n͚ o͚ p͚ q͚ r͚ s͚ t͚u͚ v͚ w͚ x͚ y͚ z͚

𝔸 𝕒 𝔹 𝕓 ℂ 𝕔 𝔻 𝕕 𝔼 𝕖 𝔽 𝕗 𝔾 𝕘 ℍ 𝕙 𝕀 𝕚 𝕁 𝕛 𝕂 𝕜 𝕃 𝕝 𝕄 𝕞 ℕ 𝕟 𝕆 𝕠 ℙ 𝕡 ℚ 𝕢 ℝ 𝕣 𝕊 𝕤 𝕋 𝕥 𝕌 𝕦 𝕍 𝕧 𝕎 𝕨 𝕏 𝕩 𝕐 𝕪 ℤ

𝙰 𝚊 𝙱 𝚋 𝙲 𝚌 𝙳 𝚍 𝙴 𝚎 𝙵 𝚏 𝙶 𝚐 𝙷 𝚑 𝙸 𝚒 𝙹 𝚓 𝙺 𝚔 𝙻 𝚕 𝙼 𝚖 𝙽 𝚗 𝙾 𝚘 𝙿 𝚙 𝚀 𝚚 𝚁 𝚛 𝚂 𝚜 𝚃 𝚝 𝚄 𝚞 𝚅 𝚟 𝚆 𝚠 𝚇 𝚡 𝚈 𝚢 𝚉

𝘈 𝘢 𝘉 𝘣 𝘊 𝘤 𝘋 𝘥 𝘌 𝘦 𝘍 𝘧 𝘎 𝘨 𝘏 𝘩 𝘐 𝘪 𝘑 𝘫 𝘒 𝘬 𝘓 𝘭 𝘔 𝘮 𝘕 𝘯 𝘖 𝘰 𝘗 𝘱 𝘘 𝘲 𝘙 𝘳 𝘚 𝘴 𝘛 𝘵 𝘜 𝘶 𝘝 𝘷 𝘞 𝘸 𝘟 𝘹 𝘠 𝘺 𝘡

𝘼 𝙖 𝘽 𝙗 𝘾 𝙘 𝘿 𝙙 𝙀 𝙚 𝙁 𝙛 𝙂 𝙜 𝙃 𝙝 𝙄 𝙞 𝙅 𝙟 𝙆 𝙠 𝙇 𝙡 𝙈 𝙢 𝙉 𝙣 𝙊 𝙤 𝙋 𝙥 𝙌 𝙦 𝙍 𝙧 𝙎 𝙨 𝙏 𝙩 𝙐 𝙪 𝙑 𝙫 𝙒 𝙬 𝙓 𝙭 𝙔 𝙮 𝙕

𝐴 𝑎 𝐵 𝑏 𝐶 𝑐 𝐷 𝑑 𝐸 𝑒 𝐹 𝑓 𝐺 𝑔 𝐻 ℎ 𝐼 𝑖 𝐽 𝑗 𝐾 𝑘 𝐿 𝑙 𝑀 𝑚 𝑁 𝑛 𝑂 𝑜 𝑃 𝑝 𝑄 𝑞 𝑅 𝑟 𝑆 𝑠 𝑇 𝑡 𝑈 𝑢 𝑉 𝑣 𝑊 𝑤 𝑋 𝑥 𝑌 𝑦 𝑍

𝒂 𝑩 𝒃 𝑪 𝒄 𝑫 𝒅 𝑬 𝒆 𝑭 𝒇 𝑮 𝒈 𝑯 𝒉 𝑰 𝒊 𝑱 𝒋 𝑲 𝒌 𝑳 𝒍 𝑴 𝒎 𝑵 𝒏 𝑶 𝒐 𝑷 𝒑 𝑸 𝒒 𝑹 𝒓 𝑺 𝒔 𝑻 𝒕 𝑼 𝒖 𝑽 𝒗 𝑾 𝒘 𝑿 𝒙 𝒀 𝒚 𝒁

𝐀 𝐚 𝐁 𝐛 𝐂 𝐜 𝐃 𝐝 𝐄 𝐞 𝐅 𝐟 𝐆 𝐠 𝐇 𝐡 𝐈 𝐢 𝐉 𝐣 𝐊 𝐤 𝐋 𝐥 𝐌 𝐦 𝐍 𝐧 𝐎 𝐨 𝐏 𝐩 𝐐 𝐪 𝐑 𝐫 𝐒 𝐬 𝐓 𝐭 𝐔 𝐮 𝐕 𝐯 𝐖 𝐰 𝐗 𝐱 𝐘 𝐲 𝐙

𝗔 𝗮 𝗕 𝗯 𝗖 𝗰 𝗗 𝗱 𝗘 𝗲 𝗙 𝗳 𝗚 𝗴 𝗛 𝗵 𝗜 𝗶 𝗝 𝗷 𝗞 𝗸 𝗟 𝗹 𝗠 𝗺 𝗡 𝗻 𝗢 𝗼 𝗣 𝗽 𝗤 𝗾 𝗥 𝗿 𝗦 𝘀 𝗧 𝘁 𝗨 𝘂 𝗩 𝘃 𝗪 𝘄 𝗫 𝘅 𝗬 𝘆 𝗭

𝓐 𝓑 𝓒 𝓓 𝓔 𝓕 𝓖 𝓗 𝓘 𝓙 𝓚 𝓛 𝓜 𝓝 𝓞 𝓟 𝓠 𝓡 𝓢 𝓣 𝓤 𝓥 𝓦 𝓧 𝓨 𝓩 𝒶 𝒷 𝒸 𝒹 ℯ 𝒻 ℊ 𝒽 𝒾 𝒿 𝓀 𝓁 𝓂 𝓃 ℴ 𝓅 𝓆 𝓇 𝓈 𝓉 𝓊 𝓋 𝓌 𝓍 𝓎 𝓏

ᵃ ᵇ ᶜ ᵈ ᵉ ᶠ ᵍ ʰ ᶤ ʲ ᵏ ˡ ᵐ ᶰ ᵒ ᵖ ᵠ ʳ ˢ ᵗ ᵘ ᵛ ʷ ˣ ʸ ᶻ

λ ϐ ς d ε ғϑ ɢ н ι ϳ κ l ϻ π σ ρ φ г s τ υ v ш ϰ ψ z

α Ⴆ ƈ ԃ ҽ ϝ ɠ ԋ ι ʝ ƙ ʅ ɱ ɳ σ ρ ϙ ɾ ʂ ƚ υ ʋ ɯ x ყ ȥ

α в c ɔ ε ғ ɢ н ı נ κ ʟ м п σ ρ ǫ я ƨ т υ ν ш х ч z

ᴀ ʙ ᴄ ᴅ ᴇ ғ ɢ ʜ ɪ ᴊ ᴋ ʟ ᴍ ɴ ᴏ ᴘ ϙ ʀ s ᴛ ᴜ ᴠ ᴡ x ʏ ᴢ

α в c ∂ e ғ ɢ н ι j ĸ ℓ м η o ρ ǫ я ѕ т υ v ш χ ч z

ᥲ b ᥴ d ᥱ f g h ι j k ᥣ m ᥒ o ρ q r s t ᥙ v ᥕ x ყ z

[thearachive]

❝ no point in teasing me, ჼ  no time for decency. . .

╌╌╌╌╌╌ 【 ꜱ ᴘ ᴏ ɴ ꜱ ᴏ ʀ ᴇ ᴅ 】 ╌╌╌╌╌╌

‹ 𝒍𝒐𝒌𝒊 › 

• ❛ FREYA ❜ coming to @.hentai fair ; sweatshirt & bikini rigged for ebody reborn + juicy boobs / juicy rolls / waifu, legacy + perky, maitreya x.

‹ 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒊𝒄 ›

• ❛ TIGER PARTS ❜ @kustom9 ; animesh, bento & unrigged ears and tail.

‹ 𝒉𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒊 𝒇𝒂𝒊𝒓 (𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠𝑜𝑜𝑛!) ›

• ❛ CATTOLUV ❜ @core&gore ; holdable & decor cat toys.

• ❛ SHICHIJO ❜ @rekt royalty ; bom body writing, 2 vers.

• ❛ COTTON ❜ @tsuki ; 4 static poses + mirror vers.

• ❛ UNDER NEON LIGHTS ❜ @k&s ; heckin gorgeous backdrop, 2 vers (decor not included, ask about anything!).

╌╌╌╌╌╌╌ 【 ᴄ ʀ ᴇ ᴅ ɪ ᴛ ꜱ 】 ╌╌╌╌╌╌╌

ʻ 𝘨 𝘦 𝘯 𝘦 𝘵 𝘪 𝘤 𝘴

head - ceylon 3.1  @lelutka.

lashes - ‘flutter’ @void.

body - ebody reborn. @reborn store.

hair - ‘nagisa’ @bonbon.

ʻ 𝘤 𝘰 𝘴 𝘮 𝘦 𝘵 𝘪 𝘤 𝘴

moles - ‘metronomy kit’ @veltica.

freckles - ‘simple freckle pack’ @okkbye.

blush - ‘imperfections’ @reverie.

ʻ 𝘢 𝘤 𝘤 𝘦 𝘴 𝘴 𝘰 𝘳 𝘪 𝘦 𝘴

choker - ‘bell collar’ @otaku. 

stocking - ‘modular pantyhose’ @facs.

[s-aturning]

- ★ SOME FONTS FREE

𝙰 𝙱 𝙲 𝙳 𝙴 𝙵 𝙶 𝙷 𝙸 𝙹 𝙺 𝙻 𝙼 𝙽 𝙾 𝙿 𝚀 𝚁 𝚂 𝚃 𝚄 𝚅 𝚇 𝚆 𝚈 𝚉

𝗔 𝗕 𝗖 𝗗 𝗘 𝗙 𝗚 𝗛 𝗜 𝗝 𝗞 𝗟 𝗡 𝗠 𝗢 𝗣 𝗤 𝗥 𝗦 𝗧 𝗨 𝗩 𝗫 𝗪 𝗬 𝗭

ᴀ ʙ ᴄ ᴅ ᴇ ғ ɢ ʜ ɪ ᴊ ᴋ ʟ ᴍ ɴ ᴏ ᴘ ǫ ʀ s ᴛ ᴜ ᴡ x ʏ ᴢ

[ferinehuntress]

˚ * ˙ ⭒ ⊱ WHICH IMAGINARY ILLNESS DO YOU HAVE ?

s ᴛ ᴏ ʀ ᴍ 　 s ʏ ɴ ᴅ ʀ ᴏ ᴍ ᴇ

⸻ You never really knew how to be yourself, distancing yourself from your own existence - standing outside of the house even as the storm closed in. You are going through the motions of everyday life, uncaring except for the toughest storms. Each one feels like the one - the one that will finally be too much for you. Somehow it isn't - it never is (except the last one). And as the people around you pick their lives back up and move on, barely bothered by the storm, you still carry it in you - one foot in your life and one out of it. And when they'll ask about you, asking questions about your future, your plans, your dreams the only honest answer would be "i don't know, i never thought i'd make it this far".

ʙ ʟ ᴏ ᴏ ᴍ ɪ ɴ ɢ 　 ᴘ ᴏ x

⸻ Their roots have taken hold inside your veins, your breath is shared now. Life grows from your flesh - an inescapable, floral infection. It will feast upon you until you have nothing left to give, it will trap you and make you unable to move forward. You know all this as you watch the flowers bloom just above your skin, their own petals stained with crimson - but isn't it nice to be needed, doesn't it feel good to have them depend on you for them to grow out of your not yet rotting corpse.

❥ 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘　 ⋯ 　@zaunseye ❥ 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐆　 ⋯　@shimmerbeasts ( Vi / Ahri ), @jynxd ( Ekko / Jinx ), @goldenfists, @gauntlets-shot ( Vi ), @realmyths ( Vi / Caitlyn ), @elicertis, @decidentia ( Vi ), @demacianhcart, @blackrosesmatron, @hxathxnss, @piltover-sharpshooter, @torntruth ( Seyka / Vi ), @runes-menagerie ( Stolas )

[rositaboni]

✼　｡ﾟ･　☆　° ｡ㅤ→ ༄ ‧₊˚ 「 」 ⇢ ๑ ◞♡° ⸙͎ ˀˀ

♡⃕ ◡̈ ꒰ ⌦ ✗ ⌜ ⌝ ⌞ ⌟ ↳ ❝ ❞ ➤ ↲ ۪۫❁ཻུ۪۪ ⎧ ୧ ⋅ ..⃗. ┊ೃ ╰►

꒱ ➛ ↴ ❱ ✿•˖* ℘ ﹋﹋ ❛ ╯ ❲ ❳ ∞ ‹ ∅ ┊ ➹ ੈ♡‧₊˚ ↱

ᵕ̈ ↷ ೃ ╲ ╱ 彡 ✥ ❥ Ꮠ ➜ ᎒ ☈ ❁ ⸙͎۪۫ ⊰ 「❀」 . .⃗ ༉‧

₊˚✧ . ˚ ⚘ ˏ`୭̥*ೃ *ૢ✧ ཻུ۪۪⸙͎ ೫` ⃟ ཹ։❀ ፧ ੈ✩‧₊ ૪'ރ፧ ࿐ °↳

۵`⌧ ≡ ⸙ ↺彡*ૢ✧;; ↳♡↣❁۪۪ ❥ ➼ :black_small_square: ﹀ೃ* ᬄ ღ

༾ ꙰ ≈  - ̗̀ ゞ •| ⊱✿⊰ |• ╰─►⸙͎ — ≡

︶︶︶︶︶ ﹀ㅤ |. . ° • . .

✩ ✼　｡ﾟ･　☆　° ｡ㅤ→ ༄ ‧₊˚ 「 」 ⇢ ๑ ◞♡° ⸙͎ ˀˀ

♡⃕ ◡̈ ꒰ ✗ ⌜ ⌝ ⌞ ⌟ ↳ ❝ ❞ ➤ ↲ ۪۫❁ཻུ۪۪ ⎧ ୧ ⋅ ..⃗. ೃ ╰► ꒱ ➛

↴ ❱ ✿•˖* ℘ ❛ ╯ ❲ ❳ ∞ ‹ ∅ ➹ ੈ ‧₊˚ ↱ ᵕ̈ ↷ 彡 ✥ ❥ Ꮠ

➜ ᎒ ☈ ❁ ⸙͎۪۫ ⊰ 「❀」 . .⃗ ༉‧₊˚✧ . ˚ ⚘ ˏ`୭̥*ೃ *ૢ✧ ཻུ۪۪⸙͎

೫` ⃟ ཹ։❀ ⃟ ፧ ੈ✩‧₊ 'ރ፧ ° ₍ ₎ ꜜ ͙ ⋰ ⋱ ⌒⌒⌒⌒⌒

↳ ׂׂૢ༘ ۵`⌧.⛇♯݊ - ̗̀ ː͡₊ˀ 〜 :file_folder: ᥴˀ⸼᮫͓ͯ̽❳； . ⸙. ͎۪۫ Oº°‘¨ ፝֯֟ ت →×

— ⁶ ︸ 〞 ꜜ ͎ ╰ ╯ ╱╳╲ ⸗ =͟͟͞͞: 〣 ꞋꞌꞋꞌ ҂ ˘˘˘ ⸝⸝ ￤ ꜥꜤ ﹆

ꜛ ꜜ ⸃⸃ ⸼ ꞈ ⸗ ⭏ ▾ ꭛ ˖ ︴ ↻ ⇁ ﹏ ゛ ⇢ ﾞ  ⁾⁾ ⭞ ଽ ୭̥ ➶ ↻

✘ ┈ ₊̇°˟̫ː ៸៸ ｡ ٬٬ ␣ ❪ ￣ ҩ ✕  ͝ ۫ ۪۪۪۫ ” ᵎ 〇 ,, ㅤᅌ ❫ ٠ِ٘ٓ ℮ :black_small_square:

❬ ❭ ❨ ❩ ⸂ ᵎ , ⃕ ➘ α ❴ ⟨ ⟩ ︵─┊-˚̩̥̩̥)❫❪(،ﷻෆ∞ೃ❅≡〈〔＜

ㄑ(ㄥ=三=＝《 ￣￣￣（丶／＼.˙˙．〝！？冫人｜!i

＾iゝ〔〔〕〉 ⵢ◞⃕ ◡̈ ꒰ ⌜ ⌝ ⌞ ⌟ ཻུ۪۪۪۫ ⎧ ..⃗. ꒱ Ꮠ ⊰ .⃗ ༉‧ ⃟ ﹫ ˚◦⸵

ˬ̽. ̽ ⸽⋆≿⁞ꜜ₊̣﹏﹃﹄「」₊｡ﾟ➶︾ 〃 ･﹢ ̼ ⌁⌔⌕

⌮┊┈┄┆︱︳ ﹋﹉ ﹊﹍﹎‿︵ 〄␣₎⁾₍⁽“˘︵︶⌫⌦

␍ ␎ ℭ ℮℻⊹ ◜ ◝ ◞ ◟ ◠ ◡ ˙˙˙ ̼ ͝ ︴

〻〼 〾 ⅌ ⌸ ⌲ ⌯ ⌮ ␥ ␦ ⎴ ⎗ ⎕ ⎓ ⌑ ␥ㅤ(ᵔ๑ᵕ̳ ᴥ ᵕ̳๑)

₍ᵔᵕ̳ᴥᵕ̳ᵔ₎っ♡ ゞ₍ᵔ๑・ᴥ・ᵔ₎ ヾ(˛˛˛・︿・˛˛˛)ﾉﾞ ｡◍

ʕ=・ᴥ・=ʔ ٩(๑•́ ₃ •̀๑)ﾉﾞ (๑•ᴗ•๑)♡ ꒰˘ᵌ˘꒱♡ ( ˘͈ ᵕ˘͈♡)

ʕ๑•́ᴥ•̀๑ʔ ʕ； •`ᴥ•´ʔ є(•⌔•)э ˏ₍•ɞ•₎ˎ (ಥ‿ಥ)ﾉ

ଘ(੭*ˊᵕ��)੭*

❁『』➳ ❃ ✞ ❦ ❝ ❞ ˗ ˏˋ ˎˊ -┊承 ↬ •° ✿ .•° ❀ ♡

— ¦↻↺༼ ༽✦✧★❆❈➤➣➢❏ ☪ ೃ °➫┇┋ :dizzy: ⸙

✃ ❍ ✎✐彡.。 .:*・↳↰↱↲ ༄◦✦◦✰✯✵，

________ ⌇❐⚘༉‧₊˚ ✧┃│█▓▒░░▒▓█▕ ◕

➟ • ⊹ ✧ ─ ❜❛ ⇜ ⇝ ↭ ๛ ✯ ❖ → ← :sweat_drops: ❝ ❞ ☓

✓〘 〙✾ ✑ 🏷 ↶ ↷ ⎌ ❲ ❳ ⌦ ⌫ ❁ཻུ۪۪⸙͎ Ｏｈ, ｈｉ！

₊˚.༄ ࿐*:･ﾟ ↯✰❜ೃ∗᯽ꕤ「

⇲⇱↵⚀⚁⚂⚃⚄⚅·➧︴﹝﹞ （ ）〔 〕 ₀ ₁ ₂ ₃

₄ ₅ ₆ ₇ ₈ ₉ ﹀♢ ꒰ ꒱ ˑ 𖥸 ミ ❪ ❫ ➘ 。➯✧✧ ♯ இ ╱

╲ ﹋ ㅤ :･ﾟ ﾉ ː͡➘₊̣̇ ✧* ੈ :copyright: ꕀ 𖠳 ⌲ ⌂ ⁝ ༘ ⃗ ◌ ⊰ ⊱ ❒ ❑

≡ - ̗̀ ̖́- ◠ ﹙ ೖ୭ ˒ ⁺ ೃ࿔　˚ ༘✧　ⴰ༢ ୧ ◌₊˚⋆ ┌ ┐└ ┘﹫

✆ ➚ ➙ ◊ ⁰ ¹²³⁴ ⁵ ⁶ ⁷ ⁸ ⁹ ～ ੈ ೀ ✰*ૢ✧ ཻུ۪۪⸙ ❬ ❍̥͙̊ ࿔ ˖۪⸙͎

ំஂ ︹ ⿻ ⬚ ヾ≈ ෞ ╰ ╯ ╭ ╮ ୭̥≈ ⁾ ꜜ ଽ ◜ ◝ ⇽ ⇾

❏ ¨̮ 𝒊𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒂𝒗𝒆 ༊ ꧁꧂ ‧⁺ ✎ᝰ ﹆•:◦

『』《》【】﹂﹃﹄ :scissors: ✃ :airplane: ✁ :airplane: :email:

¦⇨⇒↯↰↧⇲⇱ :leftwards_arrow_with_hook: ↱↰↷↺↻↶↵↴↳➣➢≈

﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌ ﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏ ︹︹︹︹︹︹︹

✩ ✼　｡ﾟ･　☆　° ｡ㅤ→ ༄ ‧₊˚ 「 」 ⇢ ๑ ◞♡° ⸙͎ ˀˀ

♡⃕ ◡̈ ꒰ ✗ ⌜ ⌝ ⌞ ⌟ ↳ ❝ ❞ ➤ ↲ ۪۫❁ཻུ۪۪ ⎧ ୧ ⋅ ..⃗. ೃ ╰► ꒱ ➛

↴ ❱ ✿•˖* ℘ ❛ ╯ ❲ ❳ ∞ ‹ ∅ ➹ ੈ ‧₊˚ ↱ ᵕ̈ ↷ 彡 ✥ ❥ Ꮠ ➜ ᎒ ☈ ❁ ⸙͎۪۫ ⊰ 「❀

ℬ ℰ ℯ ℱ ℊ ℋ ℎ ℐ ℒ ℳ ℴ ℘ ℛ ᥲ ᥉ ᥕ ᥱ ᤐ ᥒ ᥣ ᥙ ᥆ ᥊ ᥎ ᥙ ᥴ ꧑ ɾ ᥡ ᤁ

ᥲ ꞗ ᥴ ᥱ ᧉ ꫀ ℎ ι ᥣ ᥖ ꧑ ꪑ ᧗ ᥒ ᥆ ꪮ ᥉ ᥙ ᥎ ᥕ ᤐ ᭙ ᥊ ᥡ ᤁ

ℂℍℝℙⅈⅆℽℕℚℝℤℾℿ⅀ⅇ ℮ ⁰ ¹ ² ³ ⁴ ⁵ ⁶ ⁷ ⁸ ⁹

ᥕ ᖯ ᥲ ᥎ ᥒ ᥙ ᥊ ᥉ ᥆ ᥣ ᥡ ᥳ ᥴ ᥱ ᥲ ᦆ ᦢ ᦒ ᦈ ᥴ ᥰ ℎ ᭘ ᭔ ᭙

ᥕ ᥱ ᥆ ᥲ ᥉ ᥊ ℒℐ ℛ ℱ ℰ ℬ ℳ ℯ ℴ ℋ ᥎ ᥡ ᥰ ᥴ ᥣ ᥨ ᤁ ᥒ ᥙ

╯ ❲ ❳ ∞ ‹ ∅ ┊ ➹ ੈ‧₊˚ ↱ ᵕ̈ ↷ ೃ ╲ ╱ Ꮠ ➜ ᎒ ☈ ❁ ⸙͎۪۫ ⊰

.⃗ ₊˚✧ ୭̥*✧ ཻུ۪۪` ⃟ ❀ ፧ ੈ✩ރ፧ °↳ ׂׂ ⌧ × :heavy_multiplication_x: ⚘݄⿴݃*₊˚ ෆ :recycle: ,.⸼۰ ۪۪۫۫ ❬“= ” ヾ،، ·₊̣̇. ❵

ෞ ˚‧⁺.* ೃೀ ◌¨̮͚ *• ◌ ≈ ✰ ₊ೆ ̖́‧�� ೃ ♡ ❁ཻུ۪۪⸙͎ ੈ˚

✩ ｡ﾟ☆° ｡→ ༄ ‧₊˚ 「 」 ⇢ ๑ ◞♡° ⸙͎ ˀˀ ♡⃕ ◡̈ ꒰ ✗ ⌜ ⌝

⌞ ⌟ ↳ ↲ ۪۫❁ཻུ۪۪ ⎧ ୧ ⋅ ..⃗. ┊ೃ ╰► ꒱ ➛૪' ↴ ❱ ✿•˖* ℘

(͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)〔〕ミ↝↬⇄ﾐ〈〉↯ →｡✰彡 ⚘ ✎ ➥【】↰ ↯↧↡⇊❝❞❛❜❬❭꒰࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ

❍｡๑⌦⌫ϟ ℬ ℰ ℯ ℱ ℊ ℋ ℐ ℒ ℳ ℴ ℘ ℛ

ꫀᥲᥱ᥆᥉ ℂ ℍ ℕ ℙ ℚ ℝ ℤ ೃ° ೀ° °•ೃ ೃ༄ ッ ୭̥ ⌇ ━━ ੈ﹌

ᴀ ʙ ᴄ ᴅ ᴇ ғ ɢ ʜ ɪ ᴊ ᴋ ʟ ᴍ ɴ ᴏ ᴘ (q) ʀ s ᴛ ᴜ ᴠ ᴡ x ʏ ᴢ

₀ ₁ ₂ ₃ ₄ ₅ ₆ ₇ ₈ ₉

̶̶α в c ∂ є ƒ g н ι נ к ℓ м η σ ρ q я ѕ т υ ν ω χ у z

α в c d e ғ ɢ н ι j ĸ l м ɴ o p q r ѕ т υ v w х y z

ᗩ Ꭺ Ꭿ ศ λ ɑ ą

ℬ Ᏼ ɮ в Ꮂ

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Ꮐ Ꮆℊ

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ℐ ℑ ⅈ Ꮖ ¡ Ꭵ ɪ ι เ

Ꭻ ⅉ ʝ Ꭻ

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ℚ ợ ǫ

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び մ υ ύ

Ꮩ ѵ ᥳ

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Ꮓ ℤ ʑ

ㅤ➹ ➺ ➻ ➼ ➽ ➾ ← ↑ → ↓ ↚ ↛ ↜ ↝ ↞ ↟ ↠ ↡ ↢ ↣ ↤ ↥ ↦ ↧ ↨ ↫ ↬ ↭ ↮ ↯ ↵ ↶ ↷ ↸ ↹ ↺ ↻ ↼ ↽ ↾ ↿ ⇀ ⇁ ⇂ ⇃ ⇄ ⇅ ⇆ ⇇ ⇈ ⇉ ⇊ ⇋ ⇌ ⇍ ⇎ ⇏ ⇐ ⇑ ⇒ ⇓ ⇔ ⇕ ⇖ ⇗ ⇘ ⇙ ⇚ ⇛ ⇜ ⇝ ⇞ ⇟ ⇠ ⇡ ⇢ ⇣ ⇤ ⇥ ⇦ ⇧ ⇨ ⇩ ⇪ ⇫ ⇬ ⇭ ⇮ ⇯ ⇰ ⇱ ⇲ ⇳⇴ ⇶ ⇷ ⇸ ⇹ ⇺ ⇻ ⇼ ⇽ ⇾ ⇿ ← ↑ → ↚ ↛ ↜ ↝ ↞ ↟≤ ≥ ≦ ≧ ≪ ≫≮ ≯⊿∆ ∇ ↠↢↣↤⇞⇠⇡⇢⇣➳➹➺➻➼➤➣➢ ⇟➼ ➸ ↱↰↳↲➛→← ➫ ➥ ↬⇢⇠

─ ━ │ ┃ ┄ ┅ ┆ ┇ ┈ ┉ ┊ ┋ ┌ ┍ ┎ ┏ ┐ ┑ ┒ ┓ └ ┕ ┖ ┗ ┘ ┙ ┚ ┛├ ┝ ┞ ┟ ┠ ┡ ┢ ┣ ┤┥ ┦ ┧ ┨ ┩ ┪ ┫ ┬ ┭ ┮ ┯ ┰ ┱ ┲ ┳ ┴ ┵ ┶ ┷ ┸ ┹ ┺ ┻ ┼ ┽ ┾ ┿ ╀ ╁ ╂ ╃ ╄ ╅ ╆ ╇ ╈ ╉ ╊ ╋ ╌ ╍ ╎ ╏ ═ ║ ╒ ╓ ╔ ╕╖ ╗ ╘ ╙ ╚ ╛ ╜ ╝ ╞ ╟ ╠ ╡ ╢ ╣ ╤ ╥ ╦ ╧ ╨ ╩ ╪ ╫ ╬ ⌈ ⌉ ⌊ ⌋ ╅╊ ー ┊〇 〈 〉 《 》 「 」 『 』 【 】 〒 〔 〕 〖 〗 〘 〙 ︵ ︶ ︷ ︸ ︹ ︺ ︻ ︼ ︽ ︾ ﹀ ﹁ ﹂ ﹃ ﹄ ﹙ ﹚ ﹛ ﹜ ﹝ ﹞ ╭ ╮ ╯╰ ╱ ╲ ⌈ ⌉ ⌊ ⌋ -ˏˋˎˊ- 〔〕★ ☆ ∗ ✠ ✢ ✣ ✤ ✭ ✬ ✫ ✪ ✩ ✧ ✥ ✮ ✯ ✰ ✱ ✲ ✵ ✶ ✷ ✾ ✽ ✼ ✻ ✺ ✹ ✸ ✿ ❀ ❁ ❂ ❃ ❅ ❆ ❈ :heavy_multiplication_x: ❋ ❊ ❉ ✢✣✤✥✦✧★✭✬✫✪✯☆✶✷✵✸✹ ✺❊❋✾✱❉✼✽✻❁❀✿❆ ✧✦ ❅ :eight_pointed_black_star: ❈✧✿ ✦❁❀❈❉✰✪✯ ❈✧☆α в ¢ ∂ є f g н ι ʝ к ℓ м и ñ σ ρ q я ѕ т υ ν ω χ у z

ⓐ ⓑ ⓒ ⓓ ⓔ ⓕ ⓖ ⓗ ⓘ ⓙ ⓚ ⓛ ⓜ ⓝ ñ ⓞ ⓟ ⓠ ⓡ ⓢ ⓣ ⓤ ⓥ ⓦ ⓧ ⓨ ⓩ

ɑ ҍ ϲ ժ ҽ ƒ ց հ í յ Ƙ Ӏ ʍ ղ ñ օ Թ զ ɾ Տ Ե մ ѵ ա × վ Հ

Δ β C D Σ Ғ G H I J Ҝ L M Π ñ Ω P Q R S T U ∇ Ш X Ψ Z

a в c d e ғ g н ι j ĸ l м n ñ o p q r ѕ т υ v w х y z

ą ც ¢ ɖ ɛ ʄ ɠ ɧ ı ʝ ι ɱ ŋ ñ ơ ℘ զ γ ʂ ɬ ų ۷ щ ҳ ყ ʑ

ａｂｃｄｅｆｇｈｉｊｋｌｍｎ ñｏｐｑｒｓｔｕｖｗｘｙｚ

a̲̅ b̲̅ c̲̅ d̲̅ e̲̅ f̲̅ g̲̅ h̲̅ i̲̅ j̲̅ k̲̅ l̲̅ m̲̅ n̲̅ ñ o̲̅ p̲̅ q̲̅ r̲̅ s̲̅ t̲̅ u̲̅ v̲̅ w̲̅ x̲̅ y̲̅ z̲̅

ѧ ɞ ċ Ԁ є ғ ɢ һ ı j ҡ ʟ ṃ ñ ȏ ק զ я ś ṭ ȗ ṿ ʏ × ʏ ẓ

ã̰ b̰̃ c̰̃ d̰̃ ḛ̃ f̰̃ g̰̃ h̰̃ ḭ̃ j̰̃ k̰̃ l̰̃ m̰̃ ñ̰ ñ õ̰ p̰̃ q̰̃ r̰̃ s̰̃ t̰̃ ṵ̃ ṽ̰ w̰̃ x̰̃ ỹ̰ z̰̃

⒜ ⒝ ⒞ ⒟ ⒠ ⒡ ⒢ ⒣ ⒤ ⒥ ⒦ ⒧ ⒨ ⒩ ñ ⒪ ⒫ ⒬ ⒭ ⒮ ⒯ ⒰ ⒱ ⒲ ⒳ ⒴ ⒵

α в c d є f g h í j k l m n ñ σ p q r ѕ t u v w х ч z

a̫ b̫ c̫ d̫ e̫ f̫ g̫ h̫ i̫ j̫ k̫ l̫ m̫ n̫ ñ o̫ p̫ q̫ r̫ s̫ t̫ u̫ v̫ w̫ x̫ y̫ z̫

ǟ ɮ ċ ɖ ɛ ʄ ɢ ɦ ɨ ʝ k ʟ ʍ ռ ñ օ ք զ ʀ ֆ t ʊ ʋ ա x ʏ ʐ

ɐ q ɔ p ə ɟ Б ɥ ı ɾ ʞ l ɯ u ñ o d b ɹ s ʇ n ʌ ʍ x ʎ z

Ḁͦ b̥ͦ c̥ͦ d̥ͦ e̥ͦ f̥ͦ g̥ͦ h̥ͦ i̥ͦ j̥ͦ k̥ͦ l̥ͦ m̥ͦ n̥ͦ ñ o̥ͦ p̥ͦ q̥ͦ r̥ͦ s̥ͦ t̥ͦ u̥ͦ v̥ͦ w̥ͦ x̥ͦ y̥ͦ z̥ͦ

a⃠ b⃠ c⃠ d⃠ e⃠ f⃠ g⃠ h⃠ i⃠ j⃠ k⃠ l⃠ m⃠ n⃠ ñ o⃠ p⃠ q⃠ r⃠ s⃠ t⃠ u⃠ v⃠ w⃠ x⃠ y⃠ z⃠

A̺͆ b̺͆ c̺͆ d̺͆ e̺͆ f̺͆ g̺͆ h̺͆ i̺͆ j̺͆ k̺͆ l̺͆ m̺͆ n̺͆ ñ o̺͆ p̺͆ q̺͆ r̺͆ s̺͆ㅤㅤㅤ

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                    ❝ slept in a ꜰ ᴏ x ʜ ᴏ ʟ ᴇ last night for the first time. three of us were together. it was about 𝚜𝚒𝚡 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 and about 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚏 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚝 wide. we slept in our ꜰ ᴀ ᴛ ɪ ɢ ᴜ ᴇ ꜱ and ᴄ ᴏ ᴍ ʙ ᴀ ᴛ ꜱ ᴜ ɪ ᴛ ꜱ plus our blankets. we could look up and see 𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚢-𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚜 going over. 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦. ❞ ─ 𝚕𝚝. 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝚜𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚣𝚎𝚛, 𝚞.𝚜. 𝚊𝚗𝚌 ₍ ₆₋₁₉₋₁₉₄₄ ₎

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[ 𝙾𝙽𝙴 ] welcome! glad to have you. this blog is a single muse roleplaying blog for connie of the mcu's captain america: the first avenger. as connie is on screen for a total of fifty-seven seconds and hasn't shown up since in any form of marvel content, this characterization is heavily drawn from headcanons and the experiences of the u.s. army nurse corps during the second world war.

[ 𝚃𝚆𝙾 ] i'm a historian by training and have done extensive research both into the era as well as the lives of the women of the u.s. army nurse corps. no knowledge of the period/movie or desire to write in it is required. any necessary info is in the carrd, and i have plenty of alternate verses.

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"Fuck fuck fuck" I mumble repeatedly as I pace the floor. It's qualifying day for the Azerbaijan Grand Prix and Lando is out in Q1 through no fault of his own. He's going to be fuming and I can't be there for him. His family are at home and his best friend also isn't there. I'm gutted there is no one there for him. I feel helpless.

"It'll be a tough race tomorrow but if he gets his head down he can get himself well into the points" Ryan says knowing exactly what I'm thinking. I'm grateful my friends understand the sport and support my relationship with Lando. They understand my stress when I can't be at a race and I'm hundreds of miles away from him.

"I need to try and speak to him" I instantly try to call Lando but it goes to voicemail which I guess is understandable as he'll have media duties. He's going to get questioned so much about starting in P17 but everyone knows it wasn't him or the car at fault. Sending him a text asking to ring when we can all I can do now is wait.

The wait feels like it's forever, every minute feeling slower than the last. I'm trying to enjoy my night in with my friends but every few seconds my mind goes back to Lando. I've seen the footage online of him walking around the paddock and from his body language I can tell he's not happy but I don't want to be that annoying girlfriend who phones all of the time especially because I know it will only annoy Lando more. After a few agonising hours my phone eventually starts ringing. Leaving my friends in the cinema room, I walk into the kitchen to talk to Lando alone.

"Hi Lando how you feeling or is that a daft question?"

"It's a daft question but I feel better for speaking to you before I go to bed" I can hear the disappointment in Lando's voice and it kills me. I just want to be with him.

"I'm sorry about what happened today"

"It's shit but it is what it is baby I just have to make the best of it tomorrow. I wish you were here though. Races are always better when you're in the paddock"

"I know Lando, I wish I was there with you. I'm doing what I can to be able to come to Austin with you" I know it's not possible to be in Singapore but I have a few weeks to be able to plan holidays to get to Austin for the race.

"It would be amazing to have you there. I feel like I have to win for you and perform better when you're there"

"Babe you don't have to prove yourself to me" listening to Lando I know he's overthinking what has happened today "I know how incredible you are and how hard you work. As long as you want me I'm going to be cheering you on whether it's from the garage, in the grandstands or at home like I'm going to be tomorrow I'm going to be your biggest support"

"I can't wait to see you Lu" I continue my conversation with Lando for another 15 minutes or so until he decides he needs to sleep due to the time difference. Now I've actually spoken to him I feel better but I am nervous for tomorrow.

The next day we all gather in front of the TV ready for the race to start. I'm nervous for Lando, he might have moved up the grid and starting from P15 but I know he'll fight for whatever he can in this race. I'm on edge from the moment the lights go out, I can tell in the first few laps Lando is going for it. He's got one thing on his mind today and that's overtaking as many cars as possible. I'm praying they get his pitstops right and have a strategy that is planned to work best for Lando's race.

I hold my breath as the race ends with Lando in P4, he's done incredible to climb the grid the way he has and I know he's been helped at the end by the crash between Carlos and Sergio but that doesn't take away from what he's managed. I hold my excitement until the tv shows Lando smiling and I let out the breath I'm holding. He's happy with his result and I have no doubts that if he didn't qualify in P17 he would've finished on the podium if not P1.

The next week passes in a blur between work and trying to keep in touch with Lando who's now in Singapore. I've stayed up late to speak to him when he gets up on a morning in Singapore and he's stayed up late to talk to me before he goes to bed. I can't lie it has been hard having 7 hours between us, at least if he's in Monaco it's only an hour time difference. I'm counting the hours until we're back in the same time zone.

So far this weekend Lando is doing amazing. Not only has he topped FP2 and FP3, he's also qualified P1 and will be starting on pole. I know how much he loves Singapore so I'm praying he can convert his pole position into a win. Around two hours ago I received a call from Savannah asking who I'm watching the race with, after explaining I'd be on my own this weekend I quickly had an invite to join the whole family in Somerset. I won't lie, I was sceptical at first to be with Lando's family without him but with a bit of persuasion I agreed which has lead to me being around an hour or so away from his family's house. Not wanting to come across as taking advantage or outstaying my welcome I offered to find a nearby hotel where I can stay however this idea was shot down by not only Savannah but Lando's mum and dad as well.

"Hi everyone" I say nervously as I'm shown into the house by Flo. It's quite late but I can tell everyone has been waiting for me to arrive.

"You made it!" Sav screams practically running at me to hug me "I'm so pleased you came. Mila is going to be so happy when she wakes up tomorrow"

"It's nice to have you back here with us Lucía. Lando's room is all set up for you but I'm sure you'll be able to find your way around. Make yourself at home" Cisca tells me as she hands me a cup of tea. Strong with a dash of milk just how I like it.

"Thank you for having me. I'm looking forward to the race tomorrow but I'm so nervous at the same time" I join everyone in the living room and I'm honestly surprised that Oliver and Savannah are here. I half expected them to be at their own home.

"I suppose you know better than anyone the nerves you feel before a race having grown up watching your dad" Adam says looking at me.

"I do but when I watch Lando it's a different kind of nervous I feel. Maybe it's because it's a different kind of relationship to what I have with my dad" regardless of whether I'm watching my dad or Lando I feel equally as nervous for both of them. I'd be devastated if anything happened to either of them. The conversation flows easily between me and Lando's family nonstop, it shocks me how comfortable I am being with them and Lando not being here. Being able to spend time with my boyfriend's family is something totally new to me but they've completely taken me under their wing. Eventually I decide I need sleep after the three hour drive here, saying goodnight to everyone I make my way to Lando's bedroom climbing into his bed which has a lingering smell of him which is oddly comforting.

The next day Mila is clung to my side as we're all gathered around the TV together. Once again I'm on the edge of my seat and we're all shouting as Lando is leading the race and to my absolute joy my dad is in third. Every time Lando has a close brush with the wall there's an audible gasp from everyone, this man has my blood pressure sky high watching him. I almost want to scream at him for being so risky when he's leading by so much. As Lando finishes his last lap nearly 21 seconds ahead of Verstappen there's celebrations all round.

"Did uncle Lala win?" Mila asks me as we're all celebrating. Picking her up in my arms I hold her tight.

"He did! Uncle Lala is first place again!" As Mila starts cheering I'm handed a glass of champagne by Cisca.

"You need a proper celebration! Lando in first and your dad in third. You must be happy" Cisca can't take the smile off her face, I'm proud of Lando as his girlfriend but I can only imagine the feeling when it's your son up there.

"I'm so happy. Lando deserved P1 and I can't believe my dad is P3! He didn't think he had the car to be able to get podium at all this year" watching Lando and my dad on podium together my eyes fill with tears of joy. This is by far the most emotional a podium has made me feel.

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"Congratulations Lando three wins!" I scream at the phone as I answer the FaceTime call from Lando "I'm so proud of you!"

"Thanks baby. It feels good, it would feel better if you were here though" Lando tells me unable to take the smile off his face "wait are you with my family?"

"How come she gets the first call after a race now!" Adam shouts with a laugh behind me.

"Are you actually with my family?" Lando is in shock. He might have just won the Singapore Grand Prix but he didn't think I'd be watching it with his family.

"Yeah Sav phoned and asked if I wanted to come and watch the race with everyone so I drove down yesterday and stayed with your mum and dad"

"You're actually with my family. This is incredible. I'm so happy you got to see my win" I can see the champagne mixed with sweat dripping off Lando, I can't lie it makes him look so attractive I lose my train of thought.

"Lando babe I'm always going to do whatever it takes to watch you racing. I told you whether it be at home or there in person I'm not missing a race"

"But you're happy to miss my races?" Seeing my dad's face come into few my grin grows. I'm so lucky he's okay with me and Lando being together.

"Felicidades estoy orgulloso de ti papá” I’ll always tell my dad I’m proud of him, I have been for as long as I can remember. He’s achieved so much and supported me through everything. The least I can do I show him some love back.

“Gracias princesa. I’ll leave you with Lando and hopefully this old man will get to see you soon” as my dad leaves me and Lando to talk I can’t help but feel guilty I haven’t made an effort to see my dad. I’ve spent every spare moment with Lando when usually it would be my dad. I make a mental note to make sure I plan time for my dad as soon as possible.

“I’ll phone you all back soon Soph is getting annoyed because I have some kind of media to do and I’m late. Speak soon yeah?” I agree with Lando to speak soon however I know he’s going to be straight on a flight home tonight or early tomorrow morning so I know it’s going to be tomorrow when I speak to him.

“You’re plotting something I can tell by the look on your face” Flo says looking at me intensely. She has the same look as her brother does it’s terrify.

“I might have something up my sleeve”

“Spill. Now!” Flo sits herself directly in front of me waiting for me to tell her everything.

“I’m going to Monaco tomorrow but Lando doesn’t know yet. Max has told me where he lives so I’m going to turn up and knock on the door and hope he doesn’t turn me away”

“There’s no way he’ll turn you away! He might turn us away but never you. I’m going to give you my key” Flo says and she’s just as excited as I am about this. “This way you can just let yourself in and he’ll be even more surprised. He knows exactly who has a key to his apartment he’ll never in a million years expect it to be you walking in”

Deciding to go with Flo’s plan I text Max letting him know what I have planned. He might be going back to London rather than Monaco but I know he can keep me updated as to when Lando can be expected home. I’ve changed my flight as well so now I’m leaving from Bristol rather than Manchester meaning I don’t have to drive three hours before a flight, it means spending another night at Lando’s mum and dads house but I’m happy to do that. They’ve been nothing but nice to me, Adam has even offered to drop me at the airport so I don’t need to take my car.

Landing in Nice airport the next night it’s around 9:30, I can only hope Lando has kept himself awake long enough for me to get to his place. Seeing a notification that Max is live on twitch I join the stream, I’m relieved when I hear Lando’s voice. He sounds exhausted but at least I know he’s awake, I just need him to stay awake for the next hour until I get there. As I get into my taxi I decide to send Max a quick text to make sure Lando doesn’t fall asleep. If he falls asleep I have no chance.

I jump out of the taxi quickly thanking my driver and grabbing my things. Lando has said multiple times he’s going to bed and it’s getting harder for Max to keep him online. Pushing my phone into my pocket I unlock the door as quietly as possible so Lando doesn’t hear me. Flo told me exactly where Lando would be if he’s online gaming and I follow her instructions when I hear his voice. Taking my shoes off I tiptoe into Lando’s gaming room and sit on the empty chair in the middle of the room behind him.

I wait a few minutes to see if Lando notices I’m there but due to his headset he hasn’t heard a thing. I send a quick text telling Max to prepare himself when I sneak up behind Lando.

“Did you miss me?” I say just loud enough to hear over his headset.

“What the fuck!” Lando practically screams deafening Max and the near 4000 people on Max’s stream. “What the fuck are you doing here!”

“I might not have been able to be in Singapore but no one was stopping me from coming to Monaco”

“What the fuck baby why didn’t you tell me!” Lando asks dragging me into his arms holding me tight.

“It wouldn’t have been a surprise if she told you mate” I hear Max say in the background and I notice Max’s chat going wild now they’ve heard me.

“You obviously knew about this you knob. Right chat good night I’m leaving. I haven’t seen my girlfriend for two weeks we’ve got some making up to do”

“Mate no one needed to know that!”

“Everyone needs to know that. Adiós mate” Lando says leaving the stream and closing everything down “I can’t believe you’re here. In Monaco. In my apartment”

“Are you okay with this? Me being here I mean” I ask feeling Lando bury his face in my neck.

“I’m more than okay with this. I’m fricking ecstatic that you’re here. I missed you so much”

“I missed you too Lando. I missed you even more when I was with your family and you weren’t there” turning to look at Lando I connect my lips to his. It’s a soft kiss but it doesn’t take away from how much I’ve missed him.

“I love that you went to spend time with them. They’ve all text me telling me how much they loved you spending the weekend with them” Lando tells me as he lets out a yawn. Tracing my fingers along his jaw I see in his eyes just how tired he is. He might have stayed on UK time as much as possible but the jet lag is still winning.

“Why don’t we go to bed and we can talk as much as you want tomorrow” Lando agrees and leads me to his bedroom. It’s dimly lit by the warm lamp on the bedside table but it’s very much what I expected Lando’s room to be. The walls are white with some large pieces of art hung on them and the majority of the furniture is black but modern. Lando hands me one of his T-shirts knowing fine well that I won’t end up wearing my own pyjamas before we climb into bed.

“Night baby” Lando mumbles pulling me into his arms already half asleep by the sounds of his voice. Whispering good night back I settle myself in Lando’s arms relishing in the familiar scent of him. This feels like home. I don’t ever want this feeling to end.

• • •

Sorry this is so late and not proofread, my migraines have been flaring up so I haven’t been able to sit and write.

This comment from Lando on Max’s stream, anyone else’s mind in the gutter or just mine 😅

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