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leqclerc ยท 2 years ago
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Charles Leclerc for Sky Wifi [x]
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herejusttosufferalong ยท 3 months ago
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Whether it's about Anke ๐Ÿคก, Jakola ๐Ÿ™„, or Coughen ๐Ÿ’€
Just know...
"This conversation's still DEAD ON ARRIVAL"
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lootsofathousandsworld ยท 1 year ago
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Lol well someone has to do it xDD
B.E.N deserves much love as all other TP characters ๐Ÿ˜ค๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿป๐Ÿงก
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roselyn-writing ยท 1 year ago
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Kudos to the fanfic writers (to any fandom) who writes better than the writers themselves (especially NRS) this is from me to you! ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿป๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿปโœจ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿป
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somedaytakethetime ยท 1 month ago
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*twirls hair**giggles like a piglet* ๐Ÿฅฐ๐Ÿฅฐ let me help you make those gloves clap, daddy *swings short legs* ๐Ÿฅฐ๐Ÿฅฐ
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alintheshitposter ยท 2 years ago
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รœber eine Sache kรถnnte ich wirklich jeden Tag ganze Bรผcher vollschreiben und das ist, wie sehr Mathilda und Titus ihren Neffen Sohn lieb haben und andersherum๐Ÿฅบโœจ๐Ÿคง
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buckysbarnes ยท 1 year ago
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HAPPIEST OF BIRTHDAYS ASHE!! I hope you have an amazing day today fulfiled with love and with lots of joy!!
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Thank you so much, Larissa! โœจ๐Ÿ’–โœจ
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fastandcarlos ยท 2 months ago
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Baby Perez Is Mine : ฬ—ฬ€โž› Max Verstappen
summary: after getting to know your brotherโ€™s team mate max, you soon find that itโ€™s more than just a friendship thatโ€™s struck between the two of you
หš*โ€ขฬฉฬฉอ™โœฉโ€ขฬฉฬฉอ™*หš๏ผŠ
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ynperez: always a joy to pay a visit to red bull and make sure everyone knows that mexicans obviously do it best โค๏ธ๐Ÿ’™
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username1: I just love how supportive yn is of sergio and his whole career!
schecoperez: thanks for always making sure thereโ€™s at least one sergio fan in the crowd ๐Ÿ˜˜
ynperez: @/schecoperez always got your back brother ๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿป
username2: itโ€™s nice to see someone in a red bull hat with two 1s on it for a change
maxverstappen1: tell that to the driverโ€™s standings loser ๐Ÿ˜‚
ynperez: @/maxverstappen1 we donโ€™t accept any perez slander in this house thank you!!
username3: itโ€™s the way she just pops up at all these random races for me ๐Ÿ˜‚
carlossainz55: want me to show you the spanish way? ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ธ
ynperez: @/carlossainz55 can assure you no one is as smooth as a perez ๐Ÿ˜
username4: thank you yn for always being sergioโ€™s number one fan ๐Ÿฅบ
username5: ngl max gives me annoying middle sibling vibes when heโ€™s with these two ๐Ÿ˜‚
lilymhe: sorry you were at the race and didnโ€™t think to come and see me ๐Ÿ˜ค
ynperez: @/lilymhe sorryyyyy it was just too busy, I promise next time Iโ€™m yours ๐Ÿฅบ
username6: the way that most of the drivers and wags love yn more than anyone else speaks volumes ๐Ÿ”Š
หš*โ€ขฬฉฬฉอ™โœฉโ€ขฬฉฬฉอ™*หš๏ผŠ
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schecoperez: such a proud weekend to be racing at home with so much support. thank you to everyone in mexico for all the love ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฝ๐ŸŽ๏ธ
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maxverstappen1: super race and lots of points, letโ€™s push on to the end of the season ๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿป
username7: no one can convince me that these two arenโ€™t secretly the cutest pairing on the grid
ynperez: most of that love was from me btw, loudest in the grandstand by far ๐Ÿฅฒ
schecoperez: @/ynperez have I mentioned your the best baby sister ever ๐Ÿค”
username8: I hope you heard us nice and loud whilst you were driving around today sergio ๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿป
username9: thank you for always bringing the party to the podium โค๏ธ
estebanocon: you should race at home more often if you perform like that
username10: such an incredible weekend, weโ€™re all so proud of you sergio!!
landonorris: idk where that hat came from but I need one asap ๐Ÿ˜‚
schecoperez: @/landonorris we donโ€™t just give these out to any random guy you know
username11: Iโ€™m not ready for this weekend to be over alreadyโ€ฆ
danielricciardo: huge race buddy, congrats on some super points ๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿป
username12: not me not wondering when weโ€™ll next get to see yn and sergio together again ๐Ÿ’”
หš*โ€ขฬฉฬฉอ™โœฉโ€ขฬฉฬฉอ™*หš๏ผŠ
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maxverstappen1: no better way to spend a week off than exploring the world with my favourite person ๐Ÿฅบ (who also bribes me with beer to take selfies so itโ€™s worth it ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿบ)
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charles_leclerc: fancy telling us who the lucky girl is thatโ€™s taken the max verstappen off the market!?!?
username13: I was not prepared for max to drop this bomb on us today
alex_albon: look at you being all mysterious and secretive on instagram ๐Ÿ˜‚
redbullracing: all we needed to do was buy a beer to stop you giving admin a breakdown with your shocking social postsโ€ฆ
maxverstappen1: @/redbullracing admin can comment when youโ€™ve got more followers than me โ˜บ๏ธ
username14: whoever this girl is, she must make max incredibly weak for him to agree to take a selfie ๐Ÿ˜‚
landonorris: congrats on being able to finally take a half decent photo ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿป
username15: boyfriend era max can be welcomed with open arms!!
schecoperez: we work together every week and fail to mention youโ€™ve got a girlfriend ๐Ÿ™„
maxverstappen1: @/schecoperez you have to promise not to kill me if I shareโ€ฆ
schecoperez: @/maxverstappen1 you canโ€™t tell me something like that and not elaborate!!
danielricciardo: if I knew beer was all it took Iโ€™d have got you social media trained years ago ๐Ÿคฆ๐Ÿปโ€โ™‚๏ธ
username16: who is this favourite person and how can I take their place???
หš*โ€ขฬฉฬฉอ™โœฉโ€ขฬฉฬฉอ™*หš๏ผŠ
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ynperez: turns out the dutch just as good as the mexicans ๐Ÿฅบ๐ŸŽ๏ธ
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username17: wtf this is the plot twist that I did not see coming ๐Ÿ˜ฑ
schecoperez: still getting over this absolute betrayal btw ๐Ÿ˜ญ
ynperez: @/schecoperez I promise youโ€™re still secretly my number one ๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿป
landonorris: wasnโ€™t happy with f1 driver in your life so decided to pull another too โ˜บ๏ธ
username18: and now I remember why yn is so popular with all the other drivers ๐Ÿ˜‚
danielricciardo: last time I checked max was mine and now you come along and stolen him ๐Ÿ˜ญ
carmenmmundt: why do i feel like Iโ€™ve blinked and missed a whole load of chapters here???
ynperez: @/carmenmmundt answer your damn phone and Iโ€™ll fill you in!!
username19: why do I feel like Iโ€™ve missed out on so many chapters in the story here
alex_albon: I hope youโ€™re only making reference to their driving in that caption ๐Ÿค”
ynperez: @/alex_albon @/lilymhe come get your man and his head out the gutter please!!
username20: rip sergio ๐Ÿ˜ญ he must be a ruined man right now
username21: how did none of us actually see this coming with how close they are??
flavy.barla: emergency date night for all the details is pendingโ€ฆ
หš*โ€ขฬฉฬฉอ™โœฉโ€ขฬฉฬฉอ™*หš๏ผŠ
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ynperez: for all the red bull girlies terrified I had ruined the team forever, hereโ€™s the three of us are playing a game of padel to remind you that red bull are gonna win the championship again this year! โค๏ธ๐Ÿ’™
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username22: if thereโ€™s one person who always believes in red bull itโ€™s yn ๐Ÿคฉ
maxverstappen1: you nearly ruined the relationship by picking to play with sergio instead of me ๐Ÿ˜ญ
ynperez: @/maxverstappen1 you were better than the two of us combined anyway ๐Ÿ˜‚
username23: why do I feel like yn was more there to be cheerleader than actually player??
landonorris: wondering where my invite to this game was??
danielricciardo: @/landonorris funnily enough the text didnโ€™t arrive on my phone either
oscarpiastri: @/danielricciardo @/landonorris I thought it was just me whoโ€™d been forgotten ๐Ÿ’”
ynperez: @/oscarpiastri thatโ€™s because youโ€™re so bad you make me look good at padel ๐Ÿ˜‚
username24: I also want to be part of these padel games fyi ๐Ÿ™Œ๐Ÿป
schecoperez: thatโ€™s what we call a fake smile trying to not be sick watching the two of you together ๐Ÿคฎ
ynperez: @/schecoperez you love us both really ๐Ÿ’™
lancestroll: when they said red bull was a happy family, I didnโ€™t realise quite how close that family was ๐Ÿ˜‚
username25: these photos summarise the team perfectly, sergio just happy to be here whilst max is super focused and competitive!
georgerussell63: next time weโ€™ll have to play a game together
carmenmmundt: @/georgerussell63 @/ynperez we can sit and gossip whilst the boys play more like ๐Ÿ˜‚
หš*โ€ขฬฉฬฉอ™โœฉโ€ขฬฉฬฉอ™*หš๏ผŠ
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maxverstappen1: so proud to win another world title and do it with my best friend right by my side. thank you for all the incredible support this year, red bull fans really are the best โค๏ธ๐Ÿ†๐Ÿ’™
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ynperez: couldnโ€™t be happier to be there by your side today, congratulations on an incredible season darling ๐Ÿ’ž
maxverstappen1: @/ynperez youโ€™re the best prize to come out of this season still ๐Ÿ’ž
username26: were all so proud of you max, yet another incredible season ๐ŸŽ‰
landonorris: next year Iโ€™m coming for your ass just so you know ๐Ÿ˜‰
username27: this thread of photos must have sergio raging in his driverโ€™s room somewhere
schecoperez: donโ€™t remember my sister being the one to race alongside you all season ๐Ÿคท๐Ÿปโ€โ™‚๏ธ
username28: never in doubt, we all always knew youโ€™d do it max!!
danielricciardo: I always knew youโ€™d do it all those years agoโ€ฆand look where we are now!
username29: best friend ๐Ÿฅบ if you listen closely you can hear sergioโ€™s heart breakingโ€ฆ
charles_leclerc: itโ€™s been an honour as always to race alongside you this season! ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿป
username30: it canโ€™t be denied that these two are just the cutest!
username31: who knew a dutch and a mexican could be so well suited ๐Ÿคฉ
redbullracing: our champion and our driver, we couldnโ€™t be happier to have you with us max โค๏ธ๐Ÿ’™
หš*โ€ขฬฉฬฉอ™โœฉโ€ขฬฉฬฉอ™*หš๏ผŠ
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maxverstappen1: turns out I forgot to mention the other perez in my life, so shout out to sergio for being the best teammate ever and introducing me to his smoking hot sister ๐Ÿ”ฅ
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schecoperez: this was almost a cute caption until I read that last sentenceโ€ฆand now I want to knock you out ๐ŸฅŠ
maxverstappen1: @/schecoperez just remember the bit where I told you you were the best teammate ever ๐Ÿ˜˜
username32: how have I only just noticed how chaotic this duo is ๐Ÿ˜‚
username33: admin hurry up and bring us more content from these two asap!
username34: max better start running whilst sergio hunts down his ass
username35: I wonder if yn realises what sheโ€™s started with these two now ๐Ÿค”
username36: how has it taken me this long to realise how good of a team these two are ๐Ÿ˜‚
หš*โ€ขฬฉฬฉอ™โœฉโ€ขฬฉฬฉอ™*หš๏ผŠ
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ynperez: best date ever to watch my best friend get married ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ so happy to spend your special day with you sergio and carolina ๐Ÿ’ž
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username37: you two look incredibleโ€ฆcongratulations sergio and carolina ๐Ÿ’ž
schecoperez: hopefully itโ€™ll be you guys next and weโ€™ll be welcoming max into the family ๐Ÿฅบ
maxverstappen1: @/schecoperez is this you saying you want to be brothers in law??? ๐Ÿฅน
schecoperez: @/maxverstappen1: letโ€™s not get too ahead of ourselves nowโ€ฆ
landonorris: @/schecoperez I agree, hurry up and put a ring on it verstappen ๐Ÿ˜‚
username38: I canโ€™t get over how adorable the two of you are together ๐Ÿ˜ญ
landonorris: who knew you two scrubbed up so well!?
ynperez: @/landonorris we just hide it well ๐Ÿ˜‡
username39: is this extended invite sergio finally accepting of max!?
estebanocon: Iโ€™ve never heard a sister of the groom speech before, but you really set quite the high standard ๐Ÿ˜‚
username40: canโ€™t wait for these three to keep annoying each other forever ๐Ÿ˜‚
danielricciardo: damn yn idk what youโ€™ve done to max but heโ€™s never looked hotter ๐Ÿ”ฅ
ynperez: @/danielricciardo careful otherwise people might think itโ€™s you two who are datingโ€ฆ
username41: this feels like a competition to pick which is the cuter coupleโ€ฆ
oscarpiastri: looks like you guys all had the most magical day ๐Ÿฅ‚
username42: you know I secretly think sergio is thrilled that theyโ€™re together, he just hides it well ๐Ÿ˜‚
maxverstappen1: feeling pretty lucky to have the most beautiful date in the world, my stunning girl ๐Ÿ’ž
ynusername: @/maxverstappen1 itโ€™s easy to look good with you by my side ๐Ÿฅบ
หš*โ€ขฬฉฬฉอ™โœฉโ€ขฬฉฬฉอ™*หš๏ผŠ
ห—หห‹ ๐Œ๐€๐’๐“๐„๐‘๐‹๐ˆ๐’๐“ ! ยดหŽห—
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sordidmusings ยท 1 month ago
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jealousy headcanons and scenarios r my kryptonite! especially for emotionally constipated characters lol. for shanks, mihawk, and crocodile seeing their crush interacting with someone that turns out to be said crush's ex? there's chemistry between the exes and are those lingering looks he's seeing?! ๐Ÿซข
OOOOOOOO GOOD CHOICES GOOD CHOICES ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿป๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿป๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿป I must say I am weak for some jealousy too ๐Ÿ’€ why does it have to be so hot in fiction huh??? Or make me feel wanted????? Rude ๐Ÿ˜ค
Three jealous DILFs coming right up ๐Ÿซก
Jealousy from Shanks, Mihawk, and Sir Crocodile
Your ex comes back into your life and stirs up some feelings - How are these men taking it?
Form this took: started as a bulleted headcanons but then became a scenario/ficlet for each ahsdjajskdajs
Word count: Shanks - 1.1 k, Mihawk - 1.2 k, Croc - 1.2 k
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Shanks
The clinging and diverting type
This mf tries to be sneaky about it
Key word: tries
Itโ€™s no secret that Shanks is the jovial sort and that his welcome and cheer extend easily to newcomers. However, something curious happens when the next one joins your large table.
You always have at least a part of Shanksโ€™ attention, so the way you shift uncomfortably and curl slightly in on yourself is not going to go unnoticed. You catch yourself and relax back into your usual posture, but Shanks knows you well enough to see thereโ€™s a posed touch to all your expressions. It tames them from the genuine displays of your thoughts and emotions that Shanks so loves into something more suited to a diplomat seeking favor. Now that had him wary.
It took no genius to notice that each time a great laugh broke out your eyes would sweep to that newcomer to take them in, or how your would flicker your gaze over to them every time you had the spotlight, as if seeking approval.
Gods Shanks hopes that isnโ€™t the case
Driven to seek comfort in your presence, Shanks leans into his affectionate nature to keep close to you. You canโ€™t think too long on someone else with him constantly leaning into your space to whisper dumb jokes and silly observations. He made those laughs and he gets to enjoy them up close and personal. You may look to others but you always look back to him when he ventures to lay his hand on your shoulder or hand or thigh and give a happy, hearty squeeze before retreating. He relishes in the fact that you had been uncertain of his touch when you first met yet now you trust and even welcome his hand on you.
Shanks is burst right out of his bubble of avoidance when you suddenly jolt and sit straight, separating yourself from his side.
The cause of his sudden and very dire lack of you is that very same newcomer. The newcomer, who is leaning in so close to you. The newcomer, who now has all of your attention. The newcomer, who is giving you a smile that Shanks very much does not like. Itโ€™s very charming and holds a twinge of remorse that Shanks knows from experience would strike straight and true right to your heart
โ€œIโ€™m glad to see you in happier times. You look good,โ€ they have the audacity to say, the words even seeping with honesty. Shanks isn't sure he focused on anything in his life as hard as he does on your reaction in this moment.
Your smile is breathtaking, one he isn't sure heโ€™s seen before, all affection and understanding and a dusting of yearning. It turns his heart to goo right before it clamps it tight and squeezes, because that smile isn't for him. He needs that smile to be for him. His mouth is moving before the thought even sinks in.
โ€œWe do like to keep things cheerful here!โ€ Shanks chuckles to the newcomer. He turns to you, making sure to catch your eye. โ€œLifeโ€™s too short to anchor yourself to your sorrows.โ€ Now back to the newcomer. โ€œAnd this one-โ€ an arm slips around your shoulders, hugging you to his warm side, โ€œ-helps keep it that way.โ€
The smile you give him isnโ€™t quite as overflowing with emotion as the one you gave the newcomer, but he loves it all the same.
Unfortunately, thatโ€™s not the end of it and the newcomer actually sits down on your other side and insists on catching up. Shanks is a damn charmer though, and he knows it, so heโ€™s not one to give up on keeping your attention through the night.
He stays in the conversation easily, not deterred by the newcomer outsider bringing up shared memories with you, even though they squeeze at his heart and lungs tighter and tighter. He uses it to get to know more of you, a part of him truly enjoying the new insights. However, a much larger part is simply set on keeping the reminiscing light instead of romantically charged.
As the time and drinks flow, his and the outsider's tactics get more obvious yet you get more oblivious, simply cruising on the comfy fuzz everything had taken on and enjoying the company. Your unintentional refusal to pick a favorite has both of them getting desperate and daring.
Try as they might, the outsider is clearly outmatched
By the end of the night youโ€™re wearing Shanks like a perfume, heโ€™s stuck to your skin at the heart of your body, chest always tight to your back or side, chin often hooked over your shoulder or on top of your head. His slight scruff tickling at your ear when he moves and talks is exceedingly distracting. So is the softness of his hair on your neck when he turns his head to bed his cheek into your shoulder and pull you a little tighter to him, saying its just 'cause he's a little sleepy and trying to get comfy. He unearths himself from his resting place only to seek it again every few minutes.
His arm is always around you when he wasnโ€™t using it to drink (of course) or toy with you - tugging at your clothes for attention, tickling your sides to interrupt you, sweetly scratching your scalp to derail your train of thought, teasingly rubbing a thumb into your hip or thigh to feel you squirm.
Shanks is a handsy motherfucker (ironic right-), so you donโ€™t take any of this as a proclamation of his love. The most you think is that it has just hit that point in your journey together where his vast appetite for partners has finally swept its way to focus on you.
You end the night giggling the whole stumbling way back to the ship, tucked into Shanksโ€™ side. You manage to stay there despite being at the mercy of both of your swaying, constantly blending whoโ€™s supporting and whoโ€™s slipping. Your ex is far from your mind when Shanks tucks you in sweetly (wellโ€ฆ sweetly to a drunk; in all reality you kinda flopped in, but he did make sure you were shoeless and properly under the blankets, and he even shuffled back in to put water, crackers, and medicine where you could reach).
Shanks does however have a flash of your ex in his mind when he's happily gloating to himself that he had won.
His last blurry thoughts are of how to make sure you and everyone else unquestionably knows that you are off limits. The unspoken claim understood by the crew while he works at winning you over doesn't seem to be enough anymore. Especially if that pesky ex comes sniffing around again. Maybe they just need a lesson in what staring down Conquerorโ€™s Haki truly feels like.
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Mihawk
The intimidating and biting type
Mihawk would likely be the most covert of these three, at least as far as your notice goes
Your ex has no questions about Mihawkโ€™s dislike for them. With his reputation as emotionless and solitary, itโ€™s not guaranteed that your ex will put two and two together to realize that Mihawk's dislike stems from their previous relationship with you. Even if Mihawk hints at it, they'll tell themselves that they're imagining things. Itโ€™s much more likely that theyโ€™ll think itโ€™s because Mihawk is that way with all but the Few Exceptions, and they have definitely not made the cut.
It definitely didnโ€™t help that they were a marine
Mihawk is already unhappy to see a marine on his doorstep, no doubt sent to yip at him about some nonsense or other that the admirals were in a twist over. That unhappiness quadruples when he hears you tentatively call to this marine by name, and then it multiplies again when the marine responds by breathing out your own name with shock and hope
This pest needs to be out of his castle quickly
Yet he can't bring himself to simply throw them out when you come over so disgustingly happy to see them. There were a few times where he'd interrupted or snuffed out your joy while adjusting to you joining his home, and he found the feeling it gave him insufferable. That's what forces him to let the pest in and guide them with you to the smaller dining room.
Heโ€™d simply have to find what the pest needs fast and expedite whatever catching up you two apparently must do.
That's easier said than done; you and the pest are insistent on taking time between flustered pleasantries to share uncertain smiles and lingering looks of longing in charged silence.
It's giving him the worst mood he'd had in years.
At first he tries to discourage this lingering with his mere presence. He knows he's capable of pumping out enough sheer displeasure into the air to knock out a squadron, so he keeps it to his other tools: body language that makes him feel larger than the room and a glare sharp enough to split hair. Both make the pest cringe and shy away, but the chance to gain your favor makes them push through it. Even though he hates it, Mihawk can't blame them.
Mihawk can tell that his mood is setting you on edge too - almost anyone would with the perturbed looks you've been sending his way - but that isn't technically taking your joy, so he doesn't back off.
In fact, he decides it's time to push even more.
He begins interjecting in your conversation, mostly with little insults to take the wind out of the pest's sails.
You aren't yet tipped off that there's something hiding behind his mood; he was never fond of braggarts so it isn't so out of the ordinary for him to humble someone. Of course, you wouldn't exactly call what your ex is doing "bragging" so much as filling you in on their growing career. They are actually relatively humble about it, clearly just excited to fill you in and not phrasing things to seek your praise.
Then Mihawk starts complimenting you.
Mihawk is not one to dish out praise. You've had to fight tooth and nail to get the mere drops of it you'd tasted so far, so his sudden highlighting of your positive traits trips your sensors. It isn't exactly alarm bells ringing, more it makes you feel like there's something you're missing. You figure it's the sudden disruption and old instincts from his Marine Hunter days cropping up.
You would have never guessed that his aim with his nitpicking and praising is to make sure your ex knows for a fact that you are out of their league. They don't deserve you. But he could.
No matter the reason though, you certainly relish in Mihawk calling you things such as "necessary for [his] castle", "smarter than those inane marine trials", "finally proficient and needing no distractions to ruin that", and "better company than a bunch of sea monkeys". Sure, from most anyone else they'd feel slightly insulting, but from everything you've so far seen of Mihawk that's a glowing review.
The uncanny nature of this whole interaction, from Mihawk's tank in mood to the sudden praise, keeps your focus away from your ever shrinking ex.
Mihawk is simply delighted to see your attention going to its rightful place, on him. You should be looking at him with such interest and joy. You should be seeking his approval; not some simpering swine's.
He figures he's been patient enough (it's been almost a whole ten minutes after all) and it is time to end this farce.
Mihawk stands from his spot and goes to sift through the wine rack. He returns with an above average vintage (even by his tastes) and two glasses. He sets them at the corner of the table so he can deftly open the wine. The silence as you both watch him work elates him.
The first glass is placed in front of his seat and swiftly filled. You watch the action with admiration for his fluid and confident motions. The pest watches with growing envy.
The second glass is filled while still sat in the corner, keeping its owner ambiguous.
The bottle leaves one hand and that glass enters the other, coming with Mihawk as he moves to stand behind your chair.
His full height set strongly in sharp shoulders and straight spine cuts a devilish figure behind you. Your ex's first impression was that he is haunting you, but there's some little whisper in their mind that, no, Mihawk is protecting you.
That whisper gets stronger as Mihawk leans forward over you, getting much too close to be polite while he places the wine glass down directly in front of you. His eyes hold the pest's with an air of warning the whole time.
Mihawk settles back upright, placing a hand on both carved corners decorating the back of your chair. The act seems clearly possessive. But surely Mihawk couldn't have found some special fondness for you?
You are none the wiser to Mihawk's antics behind you, too enraptured by the closeness of his reaching arm then too distracted checking out the color and aroma of your gifted wine.
Having at least enough pieces of a functional brain to pick up on that cue, the pest begins rushing out some excuses and makes to leave.
Kind as you are, you tell them they don't have to rush off, but they're adamant. You're a bit sad to see this chance meeting end so quickly, but your mind quickly settles on thinking it's for the best. Your memories of them are distant enough to be cherry picked and seeing them scamper off so easily reminds you that there are reasons you parted.
Mihawk chases escorts them out and returns to you looking much less belligerent and much more at ease. You figure it best to not risk ruining the positive turn by questioning it, yet you can't help but ask one thing.
"I usually have to pour my own wine from the kitchen's rack. What's the occasion?"
Mihawk takes a sip and the comfort of one of his favored wines coming over his senses coerces him into loosening his tongue.
"You've been good." Another sip and he thoughtfully adds, "I could give you more rewards."
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The assertive and analytical type
Despite Croc being a plotter, I see him as being quite direct in this situation
Ok yeah maybe he insists itโ€™s because you can do better and youโ€™re definitely above crawling back to an ex (โ€œyou broke up for a reason didnโ€™t you?โ€)
But maybe he also takes this as his opportune moment to get you into his clutches.
Who could blame him when he feels the threat of such an unworthy little nobody working so hard to catch your eye.
Croc always keeps an eye on you, no matter what else demands his attention. Sure, there's an obsessive edge to it, but he just needs to know what you're up to - has to know you're safe near for when he needs you. You are the best assistant he's ever seen after all, and he's been through an army's worth. He's sure his new organization would've crumbled if you weren't there to balance out the clown and his circus monkeys constantly shooting themselves in the foot (sometimes literally).
Many of those circus monkeys were even stupid enough to try and approach you themselves. Luckily for him, you seem about as enthused on the idea of you having a partner as he is.
Which brings us back to his irritation that you haven't swatted that bug away from you. No, instead you seem to be rather tolerant of their buzzing. Maybe even fond.
That just won't do.
The crowds at this schmooze-fest, thrown to entice more pirates and criminals alike, part easily for his beeline to you.
It only irritates him even more that you don't notice him until you're swallowed by his shadow. You even have the audacity to look surprised when you turn to him.
And you truly are surprised - as far as you know there's no reason for Croc's usual grimace to turn into something so stormy, especially directed at you. It quickly jumps to your ex however and focuses that torrent there.
"I don't know you," Croc states gruffly.
"I'm-"
"Your name doesn't matter," Croc interrupts. "What do you do? Why are you here?"
And thus begins the interrogation. You can only watch perplexed as Sir Croc tugs every bit of information he could want out of your ex, making sure to cut off anything he didn't care to hear. That frustrated look and tone become more bored by the second. Every tone tells your ex that they're barely worth the breath to speak, causing them to shrink even faster than Sir Croc's anger did.
You catch their eye and send them a sympathetic smile, and then Croc moves on to you.
"And you," he starts roughly. He lets you sit in suspense while he drags those hooded purple eyes from the crown of your head to the toes of your shoes and back. "Why are you here?"
You're taken absolutely aback by the question, mouth flapping from a mix of shock and offense. You have quite a list of things you keep your eye on at these parties; did he want you to go down the whole thing? After a deep breath, you try, "To gather informationof and from possible allies and help build relationships?"
"Wrong."
Well, at least he let you finish your sentence. Time to try again.
"To make sure the night runs smoothly," you say much more surely. It's an apt description of your overall job.
"Wrong again." Yep, that grimace is now definitely a smirk. One that only widens when you purse your lips and stare him down. You notice the genuine amusement shining in Croc's eyes and relax a touch, content to let him guide this to whatever destination he has planned.
"Then please, Sir, tell me," you relent. "Why am I here?"
He takes a deep puff of his cigar before pulling it from his lips and watching the smoke swirl out with his exhale. You watch it too - admire how handsome he looks reappearing through the haze. Enjoying how small you feel as he leans over you through its last remnants.
He rarely touches you with his golden hook, always using his hand (you've yet to realize it's because he prefers to feel you on his skin). Now, though, he raises it towards you. You're surprised yet again when the curve touches beneath your chin to tilt your face just a little higher; the metal isn't cold like you thought it would be. It must be warmed from resting on his thigh. You shake away the thought of warming it further.
He takes his time assessing you, giving you your own time to look over his breathtakingly chiseled face, admire his striking scar, forget everything else but his eyes on you.
Without intention, you gravitate towards him, leaning forward enough into him and that golden hook drawing you that you have to catch yourself with a stumbling step. The fond chuckle he gives in response resonates deep and rich and feels like a reward flowing over you.
"You, my dear," Sir Crocodile says with unfamiliar mirth, "are here to keep me happy."
"And how would you like me to do that, Sir?" you whisper back.
At first, that just earns you a smile. Then he's drawing his hook along your jaw, tickling the tip around your ear, drawing it gently across your cheek. It ends its journey on your lips, ever so gently pulling your bottom lip down before letting it flick back up when he draws his arm away. You watch the glimmering gold retreat. He's greedy for more of the longing he sees in your eyes. He leans slightly lower and gives you back that hook, this time in the form of an offered arm.
"With your company, of course," He finally answers. The warmth you hear in the drawl of his voice is beautiful.
You slip your hand into the crook of his arm, happy you can feel his body heat through the soft fabric of his shirt.
Halfway back to his previous spot, you realize that you'd become so distracted that you hadn't even said goodbye to your ex. You had wanted to exchange numbers, maybe truly get back in touch and feel out if things would be better this time. Noting how deep your draw to Croc is, you already feel that that would be a dead end. Well, maybe some time rekindling things would help your daydreaming and wishing for Sir Croc finally start ebbing away.
"Did you see where they went?"
Croc has to hold in his smile at your question. "They scurried off on you. It's for the best though; they were exceedingly unimpressive."
You couldn't help but snort at his assessment.
After guiding you to your chair and pushing it in, Croc settles down himself. When he reaches for his awaiting drink, he notices Daz Bonez come back into the room, wiping his hands off on his pants. Their eyes meet and Daz Bones gives a firm nod before heading back to his other duties for the night.
Sir Croc smirks and takes a heavy sip of scotch.
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leclerc!sister smau - part of the leclerc!reader series
SUMMARY: finally, it was your olympic debutโ€”the one that you had been waiting for all your life. you had never expected that youโ€™ll be advancing to the finals, battling for gold.
AUTHORโ€™S NOTE: my girl maxine was not able to move forward in the olympics, iโ€™m hoping that sheโ€™ll compete again in 2028! the reader here (you) won, so just go with it lololol for the plot! i hope youโ€™ll enjoy this one! :)
REMINDER: this is purely fiction, the way how the character is portrayed in my story does not reflect to the person that is portraying my character in real life. always separate fiction from reality, and do not repost or copy my work in any way.
WARNINGS: none
FACE CLAIM: maxine esteban + others that are found on pinterest. some are taken also from lee kieferโ€™s (another fav fencer of mine) ig posts.
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ynleclerc PARIS!! Iโ€™m ready for you! ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ท
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arthur_leclerc GO FOR GOLD!! ๐Ÿฅ‡๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡จ โ™ก liked by ynleclerc
ynleclerc already planning on it! ๐Ÿซก โ™ก liked by arthur_leclerc
charles_leclerc weโ€™ll see you in paris soon! gonna be bringing the gang with me! ๐Ÿคฉ โ™ก liked by ynleclerc
ynleclerc pls lay off on the embarrassing signs ๐Ÿ˜
charles_leclerc no promises, mon soeur
ynleclerc iโ€™m telling maman ๐Ÿ˜ค
charles_leclerc she couldnโ€™t even stop me ๐Ÿ˜Ž
username1 Y/N OLYMPIC DEBUT LETS FUCKING GOOOOOO
landonorris WHAT ARE THOOOOOOSE! Iโ€™ll see you in Paris, loser โ™ก liked by ynleclerc
ynleclerc i donโ€™t accept any crocs slander in this household, norris. blocked!!!
landonorris I WAS JUST KIDDING ๐Ÿ˜” pls donโ€™t block me, you look very cute though
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username2 y/n is going to win gold, i can feel it
username3 to those people whoโ€™s hating on her just bc she transferred nationality, itโ€™s on sight
pascale.leclerc.355 Mon Ange, Iโ€™ll see you in Paris, okay? Je vous aime ๐Ÿ˜˜ โ™ก liked by ynleclerc
ynleclerc yes maman!! love you!! ๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿป
username4 MY OLYMPIAN!!!
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username15 MOTHER COMING FOR THE GOLD ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿป
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lilymhe I WONT BE ABLE TO COME BUT IM WITH YOU IN SPIRIT โ™ก liked by ynleclerc
ynleclerc ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ itโ€™s okay!! i know that you be cheering for me :โ€™)
lilymhe damn right i am ๐Ÿ˜ค
ynleclerc OENDJSKS i love you!!
lilymhe I LOVE YOU TOO!!
lilymhe NOW GO WIN THAT GOLD, SUPERSTAR!
ynleclerc YES MAโ€™AM! ๐Ÿซก
lilymhe letโ€™s spend a day together once olympics is over!!!
ynleclerc OMG YES
username5 GOOD LUCK QUEEN!
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ynleclerc thank you, georgie!
carmenmmundt Goodluck, y/n! Weโ€™ll be cheering you on, go for gold! โค๏ธ โ™ก liked by ynleclerc
ynleclerc carmen!! thank youuu ๐Ÿฅบโค๏ธ you wonโ€™t be coming to paris?
carmenmmundt unfortunately, we wonโ€™t be able to come to your match on time ๐Ÿ˜ข but George and I will see you soon! Love you!! โค๏ธ
ynleclerc okay, love you too!! โค๏ธ
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teammonaco Thrilled to announce that ynleclerc has made it to the finals for the Womenโ€™s Individual Foil at the Paris 2024 Olympics! Letโ€™s cheer her on as she aims for gold! ๐Ÿคบ๐Ÿฅ‡๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡จ
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You have been waiting for this for a long timeโ€”some minor setbacks and emotional turmoil that you went through to get here was a testament of hard work. It has always been your life long dream of competing in the olympics and to represent Monaco on a global scale. Now that you have been given a shot in advancing to the finals and have a big chance of winning the gold, there is no holding you back from getting that gold, it is what you had been training for, and what youโ€™ll continue training for in the coming years.
The Grand Palais had been transformed into a dazzling stage for the 2024 Olympicsโ€™ fencing competition. As you stood backstage, you canโ€™t help but feel some nervousness bubbling inside of you. By just being stood behind the screens, you can feel the air of excitement as the crowd buzzed, eagerly waiting for your entrance.
Today for the finals, you are up against an old teammate from the Italian team, Sofia Rossi. You are good friends with her, but thereโ€™s just something about Sofia when sheโ€™s on the piste, she would sometimes get a little bit aggressive with her tactics when things are not going her way. So this made you a little bit nervous, but you kept a postive mind.
In the midst of of the charged atmosphere, the spotlight shifted to the entrance where youโ€™ll be coming in, and the screen by the entrance had flashed your photo and the Monaco flag, causing the audience to erupt into cheers as the announcerโ€™s voice boomed over the speakers, introducing you to the world.
โ€œLadies and gentlemen, representing Monaco, Y/N Leclerc!โ€
A wave of cheers and applause surged through the Grand Palais as you confidently stepped onto the piste. Clad in your fencing gear, with your foil clutched in your right hand. The crowdโ€™s cheers grew louder as they caught sight of the Monaco flag on your breeches, a symbol of your new allegiance.
Glancing over at the stands where your support team was seated. Charles, Arthur, Lorenzo, and Pascale were all seated on the front, their faces beaming with pride, not missing how Charles had hollered together with Arthur, while Lorenzo and Pascale laughed at their silliness. Your close friends were also in attendance, Lando, Oscar, and Lilyโ€”who all waved at you enthusiastically, their support evident even from the distance by waving the obnoxious sign that they made. This had made you smile, it was F1โ€™s summer break and they decided to come to support you on the first week of their vacation.
You made your way to your side of the piste, attaching the body cord and your coach bringing you your bag, grabbing your mask where it has been painted with the Monaco flag on it. The referee had signaled that the match is about to start, and give your coach a fist bump.
โ€œYou can do it. Just remember all your training, okay?โ€ He reminded you and nodded at him.
The match had finally began, and it was intense, both you and Sofia are displaying remarkable skill and agility. Given with her aggressive tactics, she tried to catch you off guard with a low attack, but your reflexes were lightning fast and this is where your quick feet would come into play. As she lunged from below, you were able to leap away from her foil and managed to stretch out your arms so that you can touch her from the back, and this caused the crowd to gasp in awe at precision of the moveโ€”a remarkable display of tactical brilliance.
As the clock ticks down, you both are aiming to get fifteen pointsโ€”locked in a fierce exchange of attacks and parries. Sofiaโ€™s attempt to close the distance, you performed a split to score a point, where you had managed to touch her torso with the tip of your foil despite her defensive stance.
With every touch, you could feel the excitement and pressure mounting. The final point ended up being yours, as the referee raised his hand signaling your victory, everyone in the arena erupted in cheers. You quickly removed your mask, tears are streaming down your face as you let out a triumphant screamโ€”emotions are raw and the moment was palpable.
Sofia immediately hugged you and you hugged her back, congratulating her as well for winning silver. The moment you removed your body cord, your coach, family and friends rushed towards you, engulfing you in a hug. Grabbing the Monaco flag from your coach, you waved it high and proud as they lift you up in the air. Monaco had won its first Olympic gold, and you had been the one to make it happen.
The commentators were visibly moved and praised your performance with a heartfelt commentary.
โ€œUnbelievable scenes here at the Paris 2024 Olympics as we witness a historic moment in fencing! Y/N Leclerc has secured the gold medal in the Womenโ€™s Individual Foil Finals, marking it the first-ever Olympic gold for Monaco! What an extraordinary display of perfomance from Leclerc. With incredible skill, precision and sheer determination, she had carved her name into Olympic history. The final bout was nothing short of a masterclass. The crowd is on their feet, and the emotions are high! This victory does not only brings home the gold but also writes a new chapter in Monacoโ€™s Olympic legacy. Itโ€™s a moment of national pride and jubilation, and what a way to make history. Congratulations to Y/N Leclercโ€”youโ€™ve made not only us proud, but you made the whole Monaco proud!โ€
As the crowdโ€™s cheers and applause continued to echo through the Grand Palais, you soaked in the glory of your victory. It was a dream realized, a testament to your hard work and dedication. Little you would be very proud that you had achieved an incredible feat in your journey.
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ynleclerc man, i love winning for the haters ๐Ÿฅฐ mandatory pic of the gold with the eiffel tower! ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ท
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lilymhe THATS MY GIRL!!!! CONGRATS ON WINNING GOLD OMG ๐Ÿ˜ญโค๏ธ โ™ก liked by ynleclerc
username7 OUR FENCING QUEEN
username8 how does it feel that she bagged the gold against your fav team ๐Ÿ˜˜ haterusername1
haterusername1 whatever, rossi shouldโ€™ve won this one ๐Ÿ™„ team italia is still much better
username9 haterusername1 stfu, stop spreading this kind of shit when you know damn well that sheโ€™s still very much good friends with her previous team. such a bitter ass that you are omg
haterusername2 she just got lucky lmao sheโ€™s not even that good ๐Ÿ™„
username9 haterusername2 no, stfu. she won fair and square, she won bc of her TALENT. you need to shut up honestly, being bitter gets you nowhere, loser!!!!
username10 OUH MISSMAAM THE CAPTION ๐Ÿ˜ฎโ€๐Ÿ’จ
scuderiaferrari FORZA Y/N! โค๏ธ โ™ก liked by ynleclerc
oscarpiastri a well deserved win! โ™ก liked by ynleclerc
ynleclerc thanks, osc!! ๐Ÿฅบ
lilyzneimer thatโ€™s my best friend everyone!! โค๏ธ โ™ก liked by ynleclerc
ynleclerc ๐Ÿคฉ๐Ÿคฉ๐Ÿคฉ
alexandrasaintmleux you.are.amazing!!!!! โ™ก liked by ynleclerc
ynleclerc ALEX!!! Thank you, thank you!! ๐Ÿฅบ missed you at the match โ˜น๏ธ
alexandrasaintmleux donโ€™t worry, as soon as you get back in monaco, weโ€™ll be celebrating! โค๏ธ
georgerussell63 Well done, y/n! You had Carmen and I on the edge of our seat during the match! โ™ก liked by ynleclerc
charles_leclerc THATโ€™S OUR GIRL!!! OUR OLYMPIAN!!! Canโ€™t wait for the next summer olympics to defend your gold title ๐Ÿคฉ โ™ก liked by ynleclerc
ynleclerc the next olympic is still far away, charlesโ€ฆyou need to calm down ๐Ÿ˜ญ wdym defendโ€ฆiโ€™m ๐Ÿ˜ญ pls calm down ๐Ÿ˜ญ i love you, but calm down ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ
landonorris TIME TO PARTY!!! ๐Ÿฅณ๐ŸŽ‰ โ™ก liked by ynleclerc
ynleclerc as my head of victory party committee, you may now proceed
oscarpiastri this might not end wellโ€ฆ
ynleclerc now that osc mentioned itโ€ฆlando pls keep it pg ๐Ÿฅน
landonorris iโ€™ll try my best ๐Ÿคช
ynleclerc landoโ€ฆ๐Ÿฅน๐Ÿฅน๐Ÿฅน
username11 what a great time to be alive
username12 y/n winning the gold and becoming a gold medalist in olympicsโ€ฆyouโ€™re never gonna hear the end of me people!! PREPARE TO BE SICK OF ME ๐Ÿ—ฃ๏ธ
username13 are you sure you donโ€™t want to become an f1 driver, queen? your reflexes are INSANE yo โ™ก liked by ynleclerc
ynleclerc iโ€™m good with fencing! ๐Ÿคฃ my brothers can handle being an f1 driver on their own, we donโ€™t need another leclerc in f1! ๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿคฃ
username13 ODKFMDKJSJS I LOVE YOU ๐Ÿ˜ญ CONGRATULATIONS ON WINNING GOLD!!! ๐Ÿ˜ญ
lewishamilton Congratulations, y/n! What a phenomal win! โค๏ธ โ™ก liked by ynleclerc
ynleclerc thank you so much, lewis! ๐Ÿฅบ
username14 a legend, an icon, the greatest of all time!
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time โ€œY/N Leclerc is not laying down her sword anytime soonโ€
โ€œIn a breathtaking display of skill and determination, y/n has made history at the Paris 2024 Olympics by winning the first-ever gold medal for Monaco in the Womenโ€™s Individual Foil Fencing. This remarkable achievement not only places y/n at the pinnacle of her sport but also highlights Monacoโ€™s growing presence on the global athletic stage.โ€ writes lucyfeld. โ€œHer journey to this moment has been marked by relentless training, unwavering focus, and an unyielding commitment to excellence.โ€
โ€œWith the national flag waving proudly behind her and the gold medal around her neck, y/n stood as a beacon of inspiration and excellence. Her victory at the Paris 2024 Olympics is not just a moment of personal triumph but a milestone for her countryโ€™s sporting legacy, paving the way for future generations to follow in her footsteps.โ€
Read the full essay in our bio.
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ynleclerc thank you so much for having me. it was such a pleasure โค๏ธ
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ynleclerc thank you so much for the wonderful opportunity, time โค๏ธ also, a little surpriseโ€ฆiโ€™ll be this monthโ€™s issue cover!! how cool is that?! for the meantime, you can read the essayโ€”link is on my bio!
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Believe me when I tell you:
๐Ÿ˜€๐Ÿ˜ƒ๐Ÿ˜„๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜†๐Ÿ˜…๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜‰๐Ÿ˜—๐Ÿ˜™๐Ÿ˜š๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿฅฐ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿคฉ๐Ÿฅณ๐Ÿซ ๐Ÿ™ƒ๐Ÿ™‚๐Ÿฅฒ๐Ÿฅน๐Ÿ˜Šโ˜บ๏ธ๐Ÿ˜Œ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿคค๐Ÿ˜‹๐Ÿ˜›๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜œ๐Ÿคช๐Ÿฅด๐Ÿ˜”๐Ÿฅบ๐Ÿ˜ฌ๐Ÿ˜‘๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜ถ๐Ÿ˜ถโ€๐ŸŒซ๏ธ๐Ÿซฅ๐Ÿค๐Ÿซก๐Ÿค”๐Ÿคซ๐Ÿซข๐Ÿคญ๐Ÿฅฑ๐Ÿค—๐Ÿซฃ๐Ÿ˜ฑ๐Ÿคจ๐Ÿง๐Ÿ˜’๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜ฎโ€๐Ÿ’จ๐Ÿ˜ค๐Ÿ˜ ๐Ÿ˜ก๐Ÿคฌ๐Ÿ˜ž๐Ÿ˜“๐Ÿ˜Ÿ๐Ÿ˜ฅ๐Ÿ˜ขโ˜น๏ธ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿซค๐Ÿ˜•๐Ÿ˜ฐ๐Ÿ˜จ๐Ÿ˜ง๐Ÿ˜ฆ๐Ÿ˜ฎ๐Ÿ˜ฏ๐Ÿ˜ฒ๐Ÿ˜ณ๐Ÿคฏ๐Ÿ˜–๐Ÿ˜ฃ๐Ÿ˜ฉ๐Ÿ˜ซ๐Ÿ˜ต๐Ÿ˜ตโ€๐Ÿ’ซ๐Ÿซจ๐Ÿ™‚โ€โ†”๏ธ๐Ÿ™‚โ€โ†•๏ธ๐Ÿฅถ๐Ÿฅต๐Ÿคข๐Ÿคฎ๐Ÿ˜ด๐Ÿ˜ช๐Ÿคง๐Ÿค’๐Ÿค•๐Ÿ˜ท๐Ÿคฅ๐Ÿ˜‡๐Ÿค ๐Ÿค‘๐Ÿค“๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿฅธ๐Ÿคก๐Ÿ˜ˆ๐Ÿ‘ฟ๐Ÿ‘ป๐Ÿ’€โ˜ ๏ธ๐Ÿ‘น๐Ÿ‘บ๐ŸŽƒ๐Ÿ’ฉ๐Ÿค–๐Ÿ‘ฝ๐Ÿ‘พ๐ŸŒš๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒž๐ŸŒ›๐ŸŒœ๐Ÿ™ˆ๐Ÿ™‰๐Ÿ™Š๐Ÿ˜บ๐Ÿ˜ธ๐Ÿ˜น๐Ÿ˜ป๐Ÿ˜ผ๐Ÿ˜ฝ๐Ÿ™€๐Ÿ˜ฟ๐Ÿ˜พ๐Ÿ’ซโญ๐ŸŒŸโœจ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’จ๐Ÿ’ฆ๐Ÿ’ค๐Ÿ•ณ๏ธ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ’ฏ๐ŸŽ‰โค๏ธ๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿฉต๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’œ๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿฉถ๐Ÿค๐Ÿฉท๐Ÿ’˜๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’Œ๐Ÿ’Ÿโ™ฅ๏ธโฃ๏ธโค๏ธโ€๐Ÿฉน๐Ÿ’”โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿซ‚๐Ÿ‘ฅ๐Ÿ‘ค๐Ÿ—ฃ๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฃ๐Ÿง ๐Ÿซ€๐Ÿซ๐Ÿฉธ๐Ÿฆ ๐Ÿฆท๐Ÿฆด๐Ÿ‘€๐Ÿ‘๏ธ๐Ÿ‘„๐Ÿซฆ๐Ÿ‘…๐Ÿ‘ƒ๐Ÿ‘ƒ๐Ÿป๐Ÿ‘ƒ๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ‘ƒ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ‘ƒ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿ‘‚๐Ÿ‘‚๐Ÿป๐Ÿ‘‚๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ‘‚๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ‘‚๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ‘‚๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿฆถ๐Ÿฆถ๐Ÿป๐Ÿฆถ๐Ÿผ๐Ÿฆถ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿฆถ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿฆถ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿฆต๐Ÿฆต๐Ÿป๐Ÿฆต๐Ÿผ๐Ÿฆต๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿฆต๐Ÿพ๐Ÿฆต๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿฆฟ๐Ÿฆพ๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿป๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿป๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿป๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿ‘Ž๐Ÿ‘Ž๐Ÿป๐Ÿ‘Ž๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ‘Ž๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ‘Ž๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ‘Ž๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿป๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿผ๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿ™Œ๐Ÿ™Œ๐Ÿป๐Ÿ™Œ๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ™Œ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ™Œ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ™Œ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿป๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿคฒ๐Ÿคฒ๐Ÿป๐Ÿคฒ๐Ÿผ๐Ÿคฒ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿคฒ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿคฒ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿคœ๐Ÿคœ๐Ÿป๐Ÿคœ๐Ÿผ๐Ÿคœ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿคœ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿค›๐Ÿค›๐Ÿป๐Ÿค›๐Ÿผ๐Ÿค›๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿค›๐Ÿพ๐Ÿค›๐ŸฟโœŠโœŠ๐ŸปโœŠ๐ŸผโœŠ๐ŸฝโœŠ๐ŸพโœŠ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿ‘Š๐Ÿ‘Š๐Ÿป๐Ÿ‘Š๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ‘Š๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ‘Š๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ‘Š๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿซณ๐Ÿซณ๐Ÿป๐Ÿซณ๐Ÿผ๐Ÿซณ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿซณ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿซณ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿซด๐Ÿซด๐Ÿป๐Ÿซด๐Ÿผ๐Ÿซด๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿซด๐Ÿพ๐Ÿซด๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿป๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿผ๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿซฒ๐Ÿซฒ๐Ÿป๐Ÿซฒ๐Ÿผ๐Ÿซฒ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿซฒ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿซฒ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿซฒ๐Ÿซธ๐Ÿซธ๐Ÿป๐Ÿซธ๐Ÿผ๐Ÿซธ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿซธ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿซธ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿซท๐Ÿซท๐Ÿป๐Ÿซท๐Ÿผ๐Ÿซท๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿซท๐Ÿพ๐Ÿซท๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿ‘‹๐Ÿ‘‹๐Ÿป๐Ÿ‘‹๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ‘‹๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ‘‹๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ‘‹๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿคš๐Ÿคš๐Ÿป๐Ÿคš๐Ÿผ๐Ÿคš๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿคš๐Ÿพ๐Ÿคš๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿ–๏ธ๐Ÿ–๐Ÿป๐Ÿ–๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ–๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ–๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ–๐Ÿฟโœ‹โœ‹๐Ÿปโœ‹๐Ÿผโœ‹๐Ÿฝโœ‹๐Ÿพโœ‹๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿ––๐Ÿ––๐Ÿป๐Ÿ––๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ––๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ––๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ––๐Ÿฟ๐ŸคŸ๐ŸคŸ๐Ÿป๐ŸคŸ๐Ÿผ๐ŸคŸ๐Ÿฝ๐ŸคŸ๐Ÿพ๐ŸคŸ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿค˜๐Ÿค˜๐Ÿป๐Ÿค˜๐Ÿผ๐Ÿค˜๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿค˜๐Ÿพ๐Ÿค˜๐ŸฟโœŒ๏ธโœŒ๐ŸปโœŒ๐ŸผโœŒ๐ŸฝโœŒ๐ŸพโœŒ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿคž๐Ÿคž๐Ÿป๐Ÿคž๐Ÿผ๐Ÿคž๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿคž๐Ÿพ๐Ÿคž๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿซฐ๐Ÿซฐ๐Ÿป๐Ÿซฐ๐Ÿผ๐Ÿซฐ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿซฐ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿซฐ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿค™๐Ÿค™๐Ÿป๐Ÿค™๐Ÿผ๐Ÿค™๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿค™๐Ÿพ๐Ÿค™๐Ÿฟ๐ŸคŒ๐ŸคŒ๐Ÿป๐ŸคŒ๐Ÿผ๐ŸคŒ๐Ÿฝ๐ŸคŒ๐Ÿพ๐ŸคŒ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿค๐Ÿค๐Ÿป๐Ÿค๐Ÿผ๐Ÿค๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿค๐Ÿพ๐Ÿค๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿป๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿซต๐Ÿซต๐Ÿป๐Ÿซต๐Ÿผ๐Ÿซต๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿซต๐Ÿพ๐Ÿซต๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿ‘‰๐Ÿ‘‰๐Ÿป๐Ÿ‘‰๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ‘‰๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ‘‰๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ‘‰๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿ‘ˆ๐Ÿ‘ˆ๐Ÿป๐Ÿ‘ˆ๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ‘ˆ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ‘ˆ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ‘ˆ๐Ÿฟโ˜๏ธโ˜๐Ÿปโ˜๐Ÿผโ˜๐Ÿฝโ˜๐Ÿพโ˜๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿ‘†๐Ÿ‘†๐Ÿป๐Ÿ‘†๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ‘†๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ‘†๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ‘†๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿ‘‡๐Ÿ‘‡๐Ÿป๐Ÿ‘‡๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ‘‡๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ‘‡๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ‘‡๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿ–•๐Ÿ–•๐Ÿป๐Ÿ–•๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ–•๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ–•๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ–•๐Ÿฟโœ๏ธโœ๐Ÿปโœ๐Ÿผโœ๐Ÿฝโœ๐Ÿพโœ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿคณ๐Ÿคณ๐Ÿป๐Ÿคณ๐Ÿผ๐Ÿคณ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿคณ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿคณ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ™๐Ÿป๐Ÿ™๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿ’…๐Ÿ’…๐Ÿป๐Ÿ’…๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ’…๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ’…๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ’…๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿค๐Ÿค๐Ÿป๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿผโ€๐Ÿซฒ๐Ÿป๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿฝโ€๐Ÿซฒ๐Ÿป๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿพโ€๐Ÿซฒ๐Ÿป๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿฟโ€๐Ÿซฒ๐Ÿป๐Ÿค๐Ÿผ๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿฝโ€๐Ÿซฒ๐Ÿผ๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿพโ€๐Ÿซฒ๐Ÿผ๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿฟโ€๐Ÿซฒ๐Ÿผ๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿปโ€๐Ÿซฒ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿผโ€๐Ÿซฒ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿค๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿพโ€๐Ÿซฒ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿฟโ€๐Ÿซฒ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿปโ€๐Ÿซฒ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿผโ€๐Ÿซฒ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿฝโ€๐Ÿซฒ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿค๐Ÿพ๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿฟโ€๐Ÿซฒ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿปโ€๐Ÿซฒ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿผโ€๐Ÿซฒ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿฝโ€๐Ÿซฒ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿพโ€๐Ÿซฒ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿค๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿ™‡โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™‡๐Ÿปโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™‡๐Ÿผโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™‡๐Ÿฝโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™‡๐Ÿพโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™‡๐Ÿฟโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™‡โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™‡๐Ÿปโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™‡๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™‡๐Ÿฝโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™‡๐Ÿพ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝโ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™‡๐Ÿฟโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™‡๐Ÿ™‡๐Ÿป๐Ÿ™‡๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ™‡๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ™‡๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ™‡๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿ™‹โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™‹๐Ÿปโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™‹๐Ÿผโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™‹๐Ÿฝโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™‹๐Ÿพโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™‹๐Ÿฟโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™‹โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™‹๐Ÿปโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™‹๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™‹๐Ÿฝโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™‹๐Ÿพโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™‹๐Ÿฟโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™‹๐Ÿ™‹๐Ÿป๐Ÿ™‹๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ™‹๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ™‹๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ™‹๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿ™†โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™†๐Ÿปโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™†๐Ÿผโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™†๐Ÿฝโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™†๐Ÿพโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™†๐Ÿฟโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™†โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™†๐Ÿปโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™†๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™†๐Ÿฝโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™†๐Ÿพโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™†๐Ÿฟโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™†๐Ÿ™†๐Ÿป๐Ÿ™†๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ™†๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ™†๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ™†๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿ™…โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™…๐Ÿปโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™…๐Ÿผโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™…๐Ÿฝโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™…๐Ÿพโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™…๐Ÿฟโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™…โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™…๐Ÿปโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™…๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™…๐Ÿฝโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™…๐Ÿพโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™…๐Ÿฟโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™…๐Ÿ™…๐Ÿป๐Ÿ™…๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ™…๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ™…๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ™…๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿคทโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคท๐Ÿปโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคท๐Ÿผโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคท๐Ÿฝโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคท๐Ÿพโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคท๐Ÿฟโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคทโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคท๐Ÿปโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคท๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคท๐Ÿฝโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคท๐Ÿพโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคท๐Ÿฟโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคท๐Ÿคท๐Ÿป๐Ÿคท๐Ÿผ๐Ÿคท๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿคท๐Ÿพ๐Ÿคท๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿคฆโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคฆ๐Ÿปโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคฆ๐Ÿผโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคฆ๐Ÿฝโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคฆ๐Ÿพโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคฆ๐Ÿฟโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคฆโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคฆ๐Ÿปโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคฆ๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคฆ๐Ÿฝโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคฆ๐Ÿพโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคฆ๐Ÿฟโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคฆ๐Ÿคฆ๐Ÿป๐Ÿคฆ๐Ÿผ๐Ÿคฆ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿคฆ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿคฆ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿ™โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿปโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿผโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฝโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿพโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฟโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿปโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฝโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿพโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฟโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ™๐Ÿป๐Ÿ™๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿ™Žโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™Ž๐Ÿ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lootsofathousandsworld ยท 1 year ago
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Imao forgot to share this dumb meme I made ๐Ÿ˜†๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿปโœจ
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fandomfluffandfuck ยท 30 days ago
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FRAT BOY X PROFESSOR is the best description for Chris's latest looks omg I'm FERAL!!! ๐Ÿ˜ฉ๐Ÿ˜ฉ๐Ÿ˜ฉ
related to my tags on this post, #I'M DEAD #FRAT BRO AND PROFESSOR EVANS MEETING AT LAST #CHRIS(T) #chris evans
I'm ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿป so ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿป glad ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿป we ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿป agree ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿป
Because that's just what it fucking is!! Just look!
(As if we could forget how he looks ๐Ÿ˜ฎโ€๐Ÿ’จ)
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It's the backwards hat and the necklace and the white undershirt that's unfairly frat boy but then... the glasses. Oh my god. The glasses and cardigan. That's so professor-esque. And both together? Frat boy and professor? Jesus fucking Christ, it drives me insane.
How is he allowed to exist!?
He should be illegal ๐Ÿ˜ค
You know what it's giving-? It's giving the same as this awful photo
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I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him ๐Ÿ˜ซ๐Ÿฅด
Let's hate him a little harder... for science
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Jail for Christopher Robert Evans for being too hot and giving me whiplash ๐Ÿ’€๐Ÿ’€
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somedaytakethetime ยท 7 months ago
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(he posted this one too) A husband mine ๐Ÿ˜Œ
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A father to these Belgian kids ๐Ÿ˜Œ
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A man oof ๐Ÿ˜Œ
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yautjalover ยท 6 months ago
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Itโ€™s my birthday! Iโ€™m officially 29, baby! ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿป
I still havenโ€™t gotten my ass clapped by a Yautja, but a bitch can dream! ๐Ÿ˜ค
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Iโ€™d 100% choose the Elder. Heโ€™s so hot. I wanna give him back rubs and Tylenol for his achy knees before he rails the shit out of me. Thatโ€™s all I want for my birthday.
Am I shit faced before 5pm? Yes.
Do I care? No.
Bitch, Iโ€™m 29. Fuck the rule! Iโ€™m gonna be horning for yautja on this day.
I love you guys. Youโ€™re the best community.
Happy Fucking Thursday, bitches!
Respectfully saying bitches of course.
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