#I made this post with speech to text

[girltomboy]

Many things are happening in my life now, some are awful but there are also good things. I won't elaborate on either now, but I must tell the story of what happened last night.

My bf and I went on a date aka went to a restaurant to have dinner and maybe a drink. We sat down, ordered our food and drink, and then I gave him a quick kiss. I thought something was a little off, so I gave him another one. I asked him if I was smelling some cigarette smoke on his breath. That's what it felt like. And he said no. No what cigarette smoke? No, you're not smelling that. His tone and his facial expressions and his demeanour, and his voice inflections, and everything pointed to him lying, because I've seen it all before.  So I just kept staring at him and eventually he said yeah I smoked yesterday I had a shitty day so I bought a pack of cigarettes. I just didn't know what to say because this was another instance of him lying to me to my face. A situation I have been in way too many times to even keep count anymore. And this was happening while we were out on a date waiting for our food. And then I stayed quiet because I genuinely was in shock, and he started trying to ask me about the books I've been reading recently?? And I told him I'm not gonna talk about books to him right now. I am upset and disappointed that he tried lying to me again. He just asked me what's the big deal was I supposed to tell you that I bought a pack of cigarettes and I was like yes yes you were supposed to because quitting smoking was a big deal for you and you did tell me in the past when you smoked again after quitting. Now not only did you try to hide it, but you also tried to lie about it to my face. That's the upsetting part. If you had just told me the truth, preferably yesterday when it allegedly happened, I would not have been this upset. Maybe I would've been a little disappointed but I would not have been this mad at you. And he tried to tell me things like "well you didn't ask", "I don't think it's necessary for me to tell you things like this" and he was only making me even more mad. And I told him I've already had my night ruined by his lies. I don't need to have it even more ruined by his gaslighting and shitty excuses. Like you didn't ask me, was kind of the last straw for me in terms of my patience for this whole conversation.

Afterwards, he was really persistent with the book questions, which I ignored completely. I ate my dinner in complete silence. I drank my little martini cocktail, and then we left. We went to see our friend at his workplace. He is grieving right now and he was really disappointed by the necessity to go home for a funeral and balance work at the same time, which I'm pretty sure is a form of hell on Earth. While we were there, my friend suggested going outside for a cigarette and my boyfriend actually bought a cigarette from the store my friend works at. He bought a single cigarette and smoked it and that just even pissed me off further, because it felt petty, it felt like a decision directed at me. Oh and on the way there we walked through the city centre which is decorated for Christmas. There is a Christmas fair going on and it being a Friday night it was quite crowded. So I started walking ahead in order to move through the ocean of people, and he got mad at me because I walked ahead of him, which I don't even know what he expected, did he want me to hold his hand or something? I was just trying to get through the crowd.

Well we spent some time with our friend, and then we left. We were supposed to go to my place, and I was thinking about telling him to not come to my place anymore and just go back to his place, but I decided not to because I actually wanted to have a proper conversation that wasn't in a public place. But at the bus stop, he said I don't think I should come back to your place tonight because you've barely talked to me and I stand by everything I said so the conversation is dead to me. And I said well I was actually thinking about elaborating the conversation because I don't think anything that happened tonight is alright for us. But since he didn't seem willing to do that, I just let it go. I went home without him and it didn't make me feel very safe to know that he doesn't care about my need for communication and he only wants to spend time with me when it's all romantic, when we're alright, and things are fine between us and he just dips when things get rocky because of him.

The topic of lying by omission, and then gaslighting me to convince me that he didn't actually do anything wrong, is as old as our relationship literally, and now five years in, to have this conversation all over again, like it's the first time it just exhausts me beyond any words and beyond my capacity to withstand this Behaviour. I have been questioning our relationship a lot in the past couple of months, but lately it seemed like we were back on track, but I see now that nothing has actually changed since the beginning and I don't see myself wanting to have to go through this sort of situation like identical to this, not once more in the future. I'm way too old for this and it doesn't even make me feel sad anymore, it just pisses me off. And I feel like even if he does apologise now which I don't really care if he does or not, but if he does it would just leave me cold because I know that not only is it fake. It's a superficial and artificial apology, but I don't think I need this kind of apology after you go home, I go home, you don't wanna talk anymore and then the next day suddenly you're sorry just because you probably feel alone or you just want the whole argument to end. Well, I wanted that last night, but you weren't willing to contribute to its ending. You can't just put me on hold until you feel alone and you just want my presence again, not necessarily because you are actually feeling sorry.

[bitchboi-gogurt]

the chunterrrr 😭😭😭

bonus little things belowwww👇🐶💅✨

his voice is text to speech, made sure to use one that was not 🅰️👁️

[mintytrifecta]

I wonder how often what Rick says or thinks or does comes from diane. How much of what he does is because of her or for her, how much of what he says is an unconscious attempt to talk to her, or as her, because he can't bear an existence completely devoid of her. Does he ever see the world and try to look at it through her eyes?? Has his gradual shift in personality ever been an attempt to replicate her in some capacity because existing on an infinite scale means the only way to cope is to become the only thing that's finite? How much has he devoted in not only his life, but in his personhood, to the only being on the multiversal scale he can never replicate? How often does he see the world through lenses tinted with the color of her blood? The diane we saw in the hole was said for a fact to be how she would act outside of it, and she was so, so similar to Rick only after his downward spiral. Does he find any comfort in that? In knowing that his movement is being pulled by the very strings of her ghost? Does infinity ever dream of singularity and grieve for the fact it can't exist in the same place?

[ejsuperstar]

leg hurt :(

y leg hurt

[bawnjourno]

me deciding to finish my cheers rewatch at 1am last night and then sob for 20 minutes straight bc this goofy sitcom has anchored me and brightened my life for the past year and now it’s over for real for me

[the-punforgiven]

My deep unceasing hunger for knowledge vs my inability to look at a dense paragraph of text without my eyes glazing over, fight

[kitchensinksurrealism]

having a hyperfixation forever nostalgic of a certain time of year feels really weird when the hyperfixation was so unpleasant. like you'll have me every april/may from now on smelling the spring air like. ah........threads (1984)......

[photomatt]

You gonna do anything or make any statement about the rampant transmisogyny on this hellsite, especially in cases like predstrogen recently? Or yall gonna stay silent and keep letting/making us get pushed off of it.

I have a number of asks about this, so this is to address all of them, I won't do each individually.

We generally do not comment on individual cases, but because there seems to be mass misinformation around this, I will make an exception and comment on predstrogen.

First, Tumblr has a number of LGBT+ including trans people on staff, and they see things from the inside fully, and they're not protesting this case.

Why do we wrongly have a transphobe reputation? We did have an external contract moderator last year that was making transphobic moderation (and also selling moderation, criminally). As soon as we were aware that person was fired, and we later terminated the entire relationship with that contracting firm and have brought almost everything in-house (at great cost). I have previously commented on this publicly, several times.

I am not aware of any Automattician (people who work at Automattic and Tumblr) who has made any transphobic moderation actions. If it's reported it is investigated immediately, if anything were found that person would be terminated for cause immediately.

Predstrogen's account was suspended for:

Repeated mis-tagging of adult content against Tumblr's community guidelines. This has nothing to do with clothed transition photos, she had 20+ other blogs and multiple accounts with names so explicit I can't post them here without a mature tag.

Multiple cases of harassment of other Tumblr users, not just me.

Multiple threats of violence, not just the one I share below.

These represent a breach of our Terms of Service, and we've exercised our right to refuse service.

Threats of violence are never okay. Threats of violence are not protected speech. We will work with police and FBI where appropriate, though to be clear prestrogen's case hasn't warranted that so far. I'm referring to what we may potentially do for other threats. I just got a death threat yesterday from someone mad about predstrogen, and that account was immediately terminated.

So regardless of whether you still think Tumblr staff is somehow a bunch of transphobes, know that threats of violence or death are still not acceptable and will result in immediate and serious action. Know that when you rile people up, they can do dumb things with possibly permanent consequences.

(2 hours later update: I have changed instances of the pronoun "they" or "their" to "the account" because I am unaware of pronoun preference in this instance and don't want to misgender anyone. Thank you for the people who reported this as an issue. Update 2: "She" is apparently better, the post now says that. Sorry for the mistake.)

Here's one (of many!) examples of the harassment violations, this one targets me but there are others targeting other users on the site.

The second part seems to indicate she wanted to be suspended, I'm unaware of why, perhaps to create this sort of uproar. I agree the hammers feel silly, but the start, "i hope photomatt dies forever a painful death" is a violation of Tumblr's community guidelines and terms of service.

The car part did hit close to home as I have almost died twice in car accidents.

Update 2: Added this text to the adult content part: This has nothing to do with clothed transition photos, she had 20+ other blogs and multiple accounts with names so explicit I can't post them here without a mature tag.

[theoogtree]

i think one of my best talents is that

i'm not going to let this battle be dictated by facts i'm rich i've got fat stacks and super pacs we all know what went down in that 2008 election you're a decent politician with a winning complexion you're all barack and no bite been no change and we're all still hoping that you'll shut your mouth but like guantanamo bay they're both open you're from the windy city where you're looking pretty but come january you'll be left evicted and with no job raw rhymes stronger than my jawline when i spit a phrase knocking you harder than front doors in my old mission days you see this silver spoon this dug mass out of debt took you four years to drop unemployment down below 8% you feel that barry you're old news everyone's having doubts and your rhymes are as weak as this economy that you've done nothing about call me a vicious businessman cuz romney's stealing this race i'll go bain capital on your donkey ass restructure your face

they say your father was a great man you must be what's left need to stop hating on gays let them teach you how to dress you got the mama jeans and a mr fantastic face so rich and white it's like i'm running against a cheesecake republicans need a puppet and you fit got their hands so far up your rear call you mitt i'm the head of state you're like a head of cabbage bout to get smacked by my stimulus package haha you're a bad man with no chance you can't even touch me i got four more years two terms and the white house just trust me i hope you saved your best rhymes for the second half because right now i'm 47% through kicking your ass

whatever that 47% thing got you real mad what did it remind you how many decent parents you had

look i respect all religions but it might get hrazy if the white house has a first second and a third lady

ha don't bring up wives man what are you doing you got hitched to the female version of patrick ewing

let me be clear don't get it twisted we'll see how pretty your face is after my fist is kissed it

you're a stuttering communist

oh yeah well you're a loser

you're a loser

nuh uh

grrr

grrr

caw!!!!

by the power invested in me by this giant bald bird the president shall not be the shiniest of two turds you i want to like you don't talk about change just do it i fought for it was on my brain until a bullet went through it and you money bags you're a pancake you'r foot 're flip floppity it's a country not a company you can play like monopoly i will properly reach across the aisle and bitch slap you as equals of the people by the people for the people eagle

[8pxl]

BEGINNERS GUIDE TO BLUESKY

Hiya! Curious about joining bluesky but intimidated by all the features? Already on bluesky but want to learn more? Then welcome to my quick guide on getting started and navigating bluesky!~

What is Bluesky?

it’s a social media site that’s owned by no single person or company. it's aim is to bring back the early days of twitter before bots, elon musk or algorithms took over. Personally I find the site really cozy, wholesome, and engaging. my Bluesky account for example

What’s unique about Bluesky?

→ CUSTOMIZATION: ‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎your timeline is very easy to control. There’s tons of options, so be sure to go through each tab in your settings. some options include: turning off autoplay, changing the order in which threaded replies show, changing DM settings, content preferences and lots of visual app settings.

→ MODERATION LISTS: human made, mass blocklists. These are public lists of accounts that when you subscribe to you automatically block or mute everyone in that specific blocklist. A great way to avoid unwanted content, and interactions. ✦ Moderation lists I recommend will be below the cut

→ STARTER PACKS: recommendation lists on who to follow, made by users. You can even curate your own starter pack of recommendations! ✦ Starter pack recommendations will be below the cut

→ FEEDS: public timelines, basically. There are a lot of feeds you can join, or you can even create your own. I made a feed featuring just my pixel art so it doesn’t get cluttered with text posts or other photos in my media tab. ✦ I’ll post feeds I recommend below and link you to a tutorial on how to create your own feed

→ BLOCKING/MUTING: bluesky has a great blocking system. When you block someone they can no longer see, or interact with you. They also have a feature to make your blog inaccessible unless logged in. you can also mute specific people, delete post replies, and even detach your post from a reblog. You can also mute specific words, phrases, tags etc.

→ NSFW: bluesky allows NSFW content, including artwork, porn, lewds etc. They also have a great moderation page to avoid the content completely, censor the content, or show it if you’d wish. ✦ just go to settings > moderation > toggle on NSFW settings and it’ll let you heavily moderate.

→ LABELS: this is a really cool feature on the site, you can subscribe to certain pages that enable a lot of fun/useful labels that help you in different ways! (like pronoun tags, artist tags etc) ✦ Labels to browse will be posted below

→ COMMUNITIES: the vastly diverse communities really feel like the best parts of tumblr. since you can so heavily curate your experience, it can really feel like a calming oasis. Mine is mostly artists, and other creatives.

there’s also a large community of professional artists, art directors, authors, celebrities, and even the best shitposters from twitter. the app really is what you make of it but it’s thriving right now.

RECOMMENDATIONS & LINKS BELOW ⬎

→ MODERATION LISTS:

HATE SPEECH: NAZIS | MAGA | MAGAv2 | MAGAv3 | TRANSPHOBES & HOMOPHOBES | FAR RIGHT | FAR RIGHTv2 | FAR RIGHTv3 | ELON MUSK FANBOYS | ANTI-BLACK | ANTI-VAX

NFT/AI/CRYPTO: MASTERLIST | AI/NFT | AI/NFTv2 | AI FANBOYS | CRYPTO | NFTs

SPAM/SCAMMERS: SPAMBOTS | BOTS | CONTENT SCRAPERS | CONTENT FARMING

✦ to block or mute everyone in the blocklist at once, click subscribe in the top right corner:

→ STARTER PACKS:

ART: PIXEL ART | PIXEL ARTv2 | WOMEN OF PIXEL ART | BADASS DIGITAL ARTISTS | MAGIC THE GATHERING ARTIST | PAINTERS OF BLUESKY | INDIE COMIC CREATORS | LGBTQIA+ COMIC CREATORS | WEBCOMICS ULTIMATE COLLECTION

GENERAL: WOMEN OF BSKY | AUTHORS | LGBTQ NEWS

SHITPOSTERS: JUNIPER | JUNIPERv2 | MASTERLIST | SCIENCE SHITPOSTERS

✦ for more niche starter packs, use the search function. search your specific interest and ‘starter pack’ and you’ll find some!

→ FEEDS:

DISCOVER | WHATS TRENDING | MENTIONS | ART | TRENDING ART

THE GRAM: a timeline for exclusively image posts from those you follow. no textposts etc. ONLYPOST: similar to the gram, it shows a timeline of only those you follow. no reposts, just original posts. 📌: a way to bookmark posts. just reply with the pin emoji.

✦ there’s tons of others feeds as well! just use the feed tab and you can browse feeds or search for specific ones.

✦ TUTORIAL ON HOW TO CREATE A CUSTOM FEED FOR YOUR ART/POSTS

→ LABELS:

SKYWATCH: most popular label. Lots of useful labels!

AI Labels: identifies AI users, can also enable hiding the posters.

Pronouns: self explanatory but useful. can add a badge with your pronouns!

✦ you can search for additional label bots on bluesky!

OTHER RECOMMENDATIONS:

✦ EXPIRIENCE ENHANCING TOOLS RECS ✦ CLEARSKY: TRACK BLOCKS AND BLOCKLISTS ✦ SKYFEED: CREATE CUSTOM FEEDS EASILY ✦ use the block function often. do not entertain trolls or hate speech. ✦ as well as starter packs, there’s also lists! lists can be used in the same way to create curated lists of accounts. it’s a good way to keep track of specific genres of posters you’re interested in, and finding new ones! ✦ hashtags: use them! they’re beneficial in boosting your post. you can even link hashtags in your bio making you easier to find. another method of making you more visible is if you post an ‘interest’ post! basically just type things you’re interested in and it’ll help people find you / vice versa ! ✦ update your profile first thing, like bio avi etc. make a small post so people know you're real. interact and engage! the communities there are so welcoming!

I think that covers abt everything i wanted to cover! Hope this was helpful and thanks for reading lol

[physalian]

How to make your writing sound less stiff

Just a few suggestions. You shouldn’t have to compromise your writing style and voice with any of these, and some situations and scenes might demand some stiff or jerky writing to better convey emotion and immersion. I am not the first to come up with these, just circulating them again.

1. Vary sentence structure.

This is an example paragraph. You might see this generated from AI. I can’t help but read this in a robotic voice. It’s very flat and undynamic. No matter what the words are, it will be boring. It’s boring because you don’t think in stiff sentences. Comedians don’t tell jokes in stiff sentences. We don’t tell campfire stories in stiff sentences. These often lack flow between points, too.

So funnily enough, I had to sit through 87k words of a “romance” written just like this. It was stiff, janky, and very unpoetic. Which is fine, the author didn’t tell me it was erotica. It just felt like an old lady narrator, like Old Rose from Titanic telling the audience decades after the fact instead of living it right in the moment. It was in first person pov, too, which just made it worse. To be able to write something so explicit and yet so un-titillating was a talent. Like, beginner fanfic smut writers at least do it with enthusiasm.

2. Vary dialogue tag placement

You got three options, pre-, mid-, and post-tags.

Leader said, “this is a pre-dialogue tag.”

“This,” Lancer said, “is a mid-dialogue tag.”

“This is a post-dialogue tag,” Heart said.

Pre and Post have about the same effect but mid-tags do a lot of heavy lifting.

They help break up long paragraphs of dialogue that are jank to look at

They give you pauses for ~dramatic effect~

They prompt you to provide some other action, introspection, or scene descriptor with the tag. *don't forget that if you're continuing the sentence as if the tag wasn't there, not to capitalize the first word after the tag. Capitalize if the tag breaks up two complete sentences, not if it interrupts a single sentence.

It also looks better along the lefthand margin when you don’t start every paragraph with either the same character name, the same pronouns, or the same “ as it reads more natural and organic.

3. When the scene demands, get dynamic

General rule of thumb is that action scenes demand quick exchanges, short paragraphs, and very lean descriptors. Action scenes are where you put your juicy verbs to use and cut as many adverbs as you can. But regardless of if you’re in first person, second person, or third person limited, you can let the mood of the narrator bleed out into their narration.

Like, in horror, you can use a lot of onomatopoeia.

Drip Drip Drip

Or let the narration become jerky and unfocused and less strict in punctuation and maybe even a couple run-on sentences as your character struggles to think or catch their breath and is getting very overwhelmed.

You can toss out some grammar rules, too and get more poetic.

Warm breath tickles the back of her neck. It rattles, a quiet, soggy, rasp. She shivers. If she doesn’t look, it’s not there. If she doesn’t look, it’s not there. Sweat beads at her temple. Her heart thunders in her chest. Ba-bump-ba-bump-ba-bump-ba- It moves on, leaving a void of cold behind. She uncurls her fists, fingers achy and palms stinging from her nails. It’s gone.

4. Remember to balance dialogue, monologue, introspection, action, and descriptors.

The amount of times I have been faced with giant blocks of dialogue with zero tags, zero emotions, just speech on a page like they’re notecards to be read on a stage is higher than I expected. Don’t forget that though you may know exactly how your dialogue sounds in your head, your readers don’t. They need dialogue tags to pick up on things like tone, specifically for sarcasm and sincerity, whether a character is joking or hurt or happy.

If you’ve written a block of text (usually exposition or backstory stuff) that’s longer than 50 words, figure out a way to trim it. No matter what, break it up into multiple sections and fill in those breaks with important narrative that reflects the narrator’s feelings on what they’re saying and whoever they’re speaking to’s reaction to the words being said. Otherwise it’s meaningless.

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Hope this helps anyone struggling! Now get writing.

[valeriehalla]

actual writing advice

1. Use the passive voice.

What? What are you talking about, “don’t use the passive voice”? Are you feeling okay? Who told you that? Come on, let’s you and me go to their house and beat them with golf clubs. It’s just grammar. English is full of grammar: you should go ahead and use all of it whenever you want, on account of English is the language you’re writing in.

2. Use adverbs.

Now hang on. What are you even saying to me? Don’t use adverbs? My guy, that is an entire part of speech. That’s, like—that’s gotta be at least 20% of the dictionary. I don’t know who told you not to use adverbs, but you should definitely throw them into the Columbia river.

3. There’s no such thing as “filler”.

Buddy, “filler” is what we called the episodes of Dragon Ball Z where Goku wasn’t blasting Frieza because the anime was in production before Akira Toriyama had written the part where Goku blasts Frieza. Outside of this extremely specific context, “filler” does not exist. Just because a scene wouldn’t make it into the Wikipedia synopsis of your story’s plot doesn’t mean it isn’t important to your story. This is why “plot” and “story” are different words!

4. okay, now that I’ve snared you in my trap—and I know you don’t want to hear this—but orthography actually does kind of matter

First of all, a lot of what you think of as “grammar” is actually orthography. Should I put a comma here? How do I spell this word in this context? These are questions of orthography (which is a fancy Greek word meaning “correct-writing”). In fact, most of the “grammar questions” you’ll see posted online pertain to orthography; this number probably doubles in spaces for writers specifically.

If you’re a native speaker of English, your grammar is probably flawless and unremarkable for the purposes of writing prose. Instead, orthography refers to the set rules governing spelling, punctuation, and whitespace. There are a few things you should know about orthography:

English has no single orthography. You already know spelling and punctuation differ from country to country, but did you know it can even differ from publisher to publisher? Some newspapers will set parenthetical statements apart with em dashes—like this, with no spaces—while others will use slightly shorter dashes – like this, with spaces – to name just one example.

Orthography is boring, and nobody cares about it or knows what it is. For most readers, orthography is “invisible”. Readers pay attention to the words on a page, not the paper itself; in much the same way, readers pay attention to the meaning of a text and not the orthography, which exists only to convey that meaning.

That doesn’t mean it’s not important. Actually, that means it’s of the utmost importance. Because orthography can only be invisible if it meets the reader’s expectations.

You need to learn how to format dialogue into paragraphs. You need to learn when to end a quote with a comma versus a period. You need to learn how to use apostrophes, colons and semicolons. You need to learn these things not so you can win meaningless brownie points from your English teacher for having “Good Grammar”, but so that your prose looks like other prose the reader has consumed.

If you printed a novel on purple paper, you’d have the reader wondering: why purple? Then they’d be focusing on the paper and not the words on it. And you probably don’t want that! So it goes with orthography: whenever you deviate from standard practices, you force the reader to work out in their head whether that deviation was intentional or a mistake. Too much of that can destroy the flow of reading and prevent the reader from getting immersed.

You may chafe at this idea. You may think these “rules” are confusing and arbitrary. You’re correct to think that. They’re made the fuck up! What matters is that they were made the fuck up collaboratively, by thousands of writers over hundreds of years. Whether you like it or not, you are part of that collaboration: you’re not the first person to write prose, and you can’t expect yours to be the first prose your readers have ever read.

That doesn’t mean “never break the rules”, mind you. Once you’ve gotten comfortable with English orthography, then you are free to break it as you please. Knowing what’s expected gives you the power to do unexpected things on purpose. And that’s the really cool shit.

5. You’re allowed to say the boobs were big if the story is about how big the boobs were

Nobody is saying this. Only I am brave enough to say it.

Well, bye!

[chrome-barkz-aac]

i made this instagram post !!! there isn't as big of a community of AAC users on instagram so I thought I would share this on my instagram (@cytochromesea).

EDIT: i got an ask that states that not everyone knows what AAC is which is an oversight on my part, it stands for alternative and augmentative communication!

Image ID:

A light blue background with a rainbow and a cloud and some stars. There is a blue border collie with wings holding an aac tablet that says I love you! Text reads: AAC etiquette. Do’s, Don’ts, and other stuff. By cytochrome sea.

The same background appears in every following slide. Text reads:

AAC is my voice! It is not a toy or accessory

Don’t touch my AAC without my permission

Don’t take my AAC away from me, for any reason (joke, punishment, etc)

Don’t press buttons randomly or flip through my communication cards without permission

How would you like it if I randomly poked you on the mouth and throat (or on your hands if you sign)? It would be unpleasant, so don’t do that to me

Some AAC users can speak sometimes. It is not your business why someone can or cannot talk

Don’t ask questions about why an AAC user cannot speak. 

Do let us communicate however is best for us in that moment

Don’t ask us if or when we will be able to speak verbally. It’s not your business 

Do not value verbal speech more highly than AAC. Any communication is good communication

Some of us never talk, either, and that’s ok! Those of us who can talk sometimes are not better than those of us who can’t. None of us owe you an explanation for our use of AAC.

Don’t look at my screen until I show you. It feels really invasive!

It feels like when someone is looking at your phone screen over your shoulder, so please don’t do this

This applies to low tech AAC as well, don’t look at someone’s cards or letter board until they show you

You have the dignity of forming your thoughts in your head before you say them, whereas my thoughts are all on display. Please afford me the same dignity that you get automatically.

Don’t shame someone for not being able to speak verbally. It makes us feel horrible

We are real people with thoughts and feelings. Please treat us with kindness. 

We are trying our best

Don’t shame someone if their device mispronounces a word. It’s quite literally out of our control.

Other Don’ts. Don’t

Don't Treat an AAC user as childish or stupid for not being able to speak. Our ability to speak does not define our worth

Don't Show frustration at the way someone communicates

Don't Make comments about how fast or slow we communicate

Also don’t…

don't Act surprised when we swear or talk about adult topics like sex, drugs, or violence. We are not pure uwu precious smol beans, we are normal fucking people

don't Assume what is “wrong” with us. There are about a hundred reasons for someone to use AAC and you probably aren’t the expert in any of them.

“OK, so what CAN i do?” im glad you asked! When interacting with an AAC user, DO…

Ask us how we prefer to communicate and support us as you are able

Assume that we are competent

Talk to us with the same respect, tone and vocabulary that you would for any one else

Give us money (this one is a joke)

Understand that AAC grammar isn’t perfect and we are doing our best

Is it rude if…

I can’t understand your device? Not rude! Misunderstandings happen all the time in any conversation, just be patient as you would normally. 

I want to complement your AAC? Not rude!

I ask to see your AAC and understand how it works? This isn’t rude if you are already talking about AAC, but don’t ask random strangers this. They don’t owe you an AAC tour. 

Thank you for listening! This post is for the community! If you are an AAC user, let me know if I missed something in the comments and I will pin it! I hope you are filled with peace and love and I hope something good happens to you today! End ID. 

[ninadove]

Adrien Agreste and his evil (?) clones

Original here!

Alt text and bonus below:

Text: People always talk about evil clones like…

Text: “Oooh, a dark mirror!” Picture: Claw Noir forcing Chat Noir to cataclysm him.

Text: “Oooh, what if you saw what a cruel person you are capable of becoming?” Picture: Nightormentor whispering in Antichat’s ear.

Text: But what if you were the evil clone?

Text: What if you looked in the mirror Picture: Felix confronting Adrien in Risk

Text: And what you saw was so bright it blinded you? Pictures: Felix reclaiming his amok // Strikeback falling into the sun // Felix holding the camouflaged Peacock brooch for the first time

Text: What if you had to know Pictures: Felix’s sewer speech // Felix handing Kagami her amok // Argos drawing a heart on Kagami’s window

Text: exactly how good Picture: Felix standing up to Gabriel’s gigantic silhouette

Text: you could have been? Pictures: Adrien crying upon learning his father’s death // Adrien feeling the absence of his Miraculous on his finger

Text: Imagine thinking you have achieved your happy ending Picture: Adrien waking up in the new world

Text: that you’ve finally managed to claw it from the hands of fate itself Pictures: Adrien getting his Miraculous // Marinette sliding the twin rings back on his finger // Adrien holding the lucky charm Marinette made him

Text: only to discover a mirror of yourself who lives in a happiness you hadn’t even been able to imagine! Picture: Kagami sketching Felix by the pool

Text: Imagine meeting a version of yourself who considers you to be evil Picture: Cat Walker standing in front of the full moon

Text: and your happy ending Pictures: Close-up on Adrinette’s hands as they kiss in Chat Blanc // Post-reveal hug in Ephemeral // Adrinette kiss in Recreation

Text: to be a horror story. Pictures: Ephemeral using his powers on Marinette // Chat Blanc preparing a cataclysm // Gabriel’s statue

Nota bene: the pictures are vignetted in white, and the effect gets stronger with each new row.

Please also take this gem from @dragongutsixofficial and I’s texts:

[luvoooenha]

Lucky charm!

Pairing- Boyfriend! Jake x Girlfriend! Y/N

Summary- Jake, the top soccer player at UNI, always relied on Y/N’s support—until a huge argument left him distracted before a big game. Without her in the stands, he struggled to play, missing shots and worrying his team. Realizing how much he needed her, a teammate called Y/N, who debated but ultimately showed up, looking her best. The moment Jake saw her, his focus returned, and he played like himself again. After the game, they made up, proving that Y/N was truly his lucky charm.

Warnings- FLUFF, FLUFF, FLUFF, anger, angst, arguments, happy couple… (jokes! Not really)

Word count- 1.8k

plsplsplsplsplspls dont copyyy my work!

“You don’t get it, Y/N!” Jake’s voice was sharp, frustration thick in every word.

“Then explain it to me, Jake! Because right now, it feels like I’m the only one trying.” Y/N’s arms were crossed tightly over her chest, her voice shaking between anger and hurt.

Jake let out a humorless laugh, running a hand through his hair. “You think I don’t care? That I don’t appreciate you?”

Y/N exhaled sharply. “Jake, I’ve been to every single game, every late-night practice, every stupid press conference where they ask you the same questions. And not once have I ever complained.” Her voice broke slightly, but she pushed on. “But the second I bring up how I feel, I’m the bad guy?”

He opened his mouth, but no words came out. The look in her eyes—raw and filled with unshed tears—made his chest tighten.

“I can’t keep doing this if you don’t want me here, Jake.”

His stomach twisted. That wasn’t what he wanted at all. But his stupid pride got in the way, and instead of telling her the truth—that he needed her more than anything—he muttered, “Maybe it’s better that way.”

The second the words left his lips, he wanted to take them back.

Y/N’s face fell, her jaw tightening as she nodded slowly. “Okay.”

And just like that, she turned and walked away.

Jake stood frozen, watching her disappear into the night.

He had just made the biggest mistake of his life.

-

The silence between them was louder than anything Jake had ever experienced.

Y/N hadn’t texted. Hadn’t called. Hadn’t shown up to practice.

Jake told himself he was fine. That he could focus better without distractions. But when game day rolled around, it hit him like a freight train.

He jogged onto the field, scanning the stands on instinct. But the seat where she always sat—third row, left side, just behind the team bench—was empty.

His stomach clenched.

He tried to shake it off as the game started, but his body wouldn’t cooperate. His passes were off. His speed felt sluggish. Every shot he took either hit the post, went wide, or was blocked by the keeper.

The frustration built with every mistake, weighing him down like lead.

The final whistle blew, and UNI had lost. Jake barely heard the post-game speech from his coach, too busy replaying every missed opportunity in his head.

When he got back to the locker room, he didn’t even bother taking off his cleats right away. He just sat there, elbows resting on his knees, staring at the floor.

Jay, his closest teammate, nudged him. “Dude. What’s going on?”

Jake exhaled slowly. “Nothing. Just an off day.”

Jay scoffed. “Nah, man. This is more than that. I’ve never seen you play like this.” He paused. “It’s Y/N, isn’t it?”

Jake didn’t answer.

Jay sighed. “Look, I don’t know what happened, but it’s obvious you’re a wreck without her.”

Jake clenched his jaw. “She’s probably better off.”

Jay rolled his eyes. “Yeah? Then why do you keep looking for her in the stands?”

Jake said nothing.

Jay grabbed his phone. “I’m texting her.”

Jake should’ve stopped him. Should’ve told him to leave it alone.

But he didn’t.

Y/N sat on her bed, knees pulled to her chest, as she mindlessly scrolled through her camera roll. Each swipe brought a new memory, a new reminder of everything she and Jake had been before it all fell apart.

There was a photo of him grinning at her during one of their late-night study sessions, his notes forgotten as he balanced a pencil between his nose and upper lip, trying to make her laugh. She had rolled her eyes at the time, but she could still remember the way her stomach had fluttered when he looked at her like she was the best part of his world.

Another picture—Jake, covered in sweat but grinning like a fool after a big win, his arm slung lazily around her shoulders. She had been laughing, caught mid-cheer, his jersey draped over her like a second skin. She had been so proud of him. She always was.

And then, one of her favorites—a candid shot of them from a lazy Sunday morning. Jake, shirtless and half-asleep, stealing bites of her breakfast as she swatted at his hand, laughing at his shamelessness. His hair had been a mess, his eyes still heavy with sleep, but he had looked at her like she was the only thing that mattered.

Y/N’s chest ached.

She missed him. More than she wanted to admit.

Her fingers hovered over his contact, the familiar urge to text him creeping in. But then, like a cruel reminder, his words echoed in her head.

"Maybe it’s better that way."

She swallowed the lump in her throat, locking her phone. If that was what he wanted, then fine. She wouldn’t be the one to break first.

But then, as if the universe was laughing at her stubbornness, her phone buzzed.

Jay: Jake’s a mess. He needs you. Badly.

Her heart clenched.

She should ignore it. He was the one who pushed her away. He was the one who made her feel like she didn’t matter.

But… if that were true, why was he struggling so much?

Y/N exhaled slowly, staring at her reflection in the mirror. Her expression was unreadable, but her eyes betrayed her, filled with something she wasn’t ready to name yet.

She could walk away. Let Jake figure this out on his own. Prove to herself that she didn’t need him as much as he needed her.

But that was a lie.

Because no matter how angry or hurt she was… she still loved him.

And she wasn’t sure she ever wouldn’t.

With a resigned sigh, she grabbed her jacket and touched up her makeup.

If she was going, she was going to make an entrance.

She headed out the door, her heart pounding.

Jake needed her.

And whether she liked it or not… she needed him too.

-

Jake jogged onto the field, his mind clouded with doubt.

His body felt heavy, his nerves shot. The last few games had been a disaster, and the weight of failure clung to him like a storm he couldn’t outrun. He tried to shake it off, stretching his arms and bouncing on his feet, but nothing felt right.

Then, instinctively, he looked toward the stands.

And everything stopped.

His breath hitched. His heart stuttered.

Y/N was there.

Sitting in her usual spot—third row, left side, just behind the team bench.

Jake blinked, half-convinced he was imagining it. But no, it was real. She was real.

And damn, she looked good.

Her hair was styled just the way he liked, her makeup subtle but stunning. She wore his favorite shade, the one he always said made her eyes stand out, and even from across the field, he could see the way her lips curved in something between challenge and amusement.

She came.

A rush of energy shot through his veins, the kind he hadn’t felt since before she left. His pulse pounded, but this time, it wasn’t from nerves—it was from something deeper, something electric.

His lucky charm had returned.

And just like that, everything clicked back into place.

The whistle blew, and Jake was unstoppable.

Every pass was precise, every shot powerful. He weaved through defenders with the confidence he’d been missing, his movements sharp and deliberate. The frustration that had been drowning him for days melted away, replaced by pure instinct.

And every time he scored, he didn’t look at the scoreboard. He didn’t look at his teammates.

He looked at her.

Y/N sat there, arms crossed, trying to look unimpressed. But he saw the way her lips twitched, the way her fingers tapped against her thigh. She was proud of him—he knew it.

By the final whistle, UNI had secured the win. The crowd erupted in cheers, his teammates swarming him with congratulations, but Jake barely acknowledged any of it.

His eyes were locked on her.

Without a second thought, he sprinted toward the stands, pushing past the crowd. Y/N had already started making her way down toward the field, and when she stopped in front of him, they just stood there, staring at each other.

For the first time in days, Jake could breathe again.

“I was an idiot.” His voice was breathless, raw. “I didn’t mean any of it, Y/N. I was just—” He exhaled sharply, running a hand through his sweat-damp hair. “I was scared. Of how much I need you.”

Y/N raised an eyebrow, arms still crossed. “Yeah? I figured, considering how hard you flopped without me.”

Jake huffed out a laugh, shaking his head. “I deserved that.”

“Damn right, you did.”

A small smile tugged at her lips, but Jake didn’t miss the way her tough exterior wavered, the way her eyes softened just slightly.

He took a step closer. “Y/N, I mean it. I never should’ve pushed you away.” His voice dropped to something quieter, more vulnerable. “You’re everything to me.”

She sighed, finally uncrossing her arms. “Jake… you can’t shut me out when things get hard. That’s not how this works.”

“I know,” he admitted, his gaze never leaving hers. “And I won’t. Ever again.”

Y/N studied him for a long moment, and then, finally, she sighed in defeat. “You’re lucky I like you, Sim.”

Relief crashed over him, and before she could say anything else, he closed the distance, wrapping his arms arowund her and pulling her in tight.

She hesitated for half a second before melting into him, her arms circling his waist.

Jake buried his face in her hair, inhaling the familiar scent of her perfume, and everything felt right again. “I missed you,” he murmured.

“I know,” she teased, voice muffled against his jersey. “I could tell from your embarrassing game stats.”

He chuckled, pulling back just enough to look at her. “Guess I need you to keep me in check.”

“Clearly.”

Jake reached up, brushing his thumb over her cheek, his voice softer now. “So… does this mean you’ll be at the next game?”

Y/N smirked. “As long as you keep winning.”

He grinned, pressing a kiss to her forehead before whispering, “Then I guess I have no choice.”

Because she wasn’t just his biggest supporter.

She was his lucky charm.

-

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[33forthew1n]

˖ ࣪ ִ𖤐 unlikely match ˖ ࣪ ִ𖤐

🏎️❣️ oscar piastri x grunge!model reader 🏎️❣️

written ff + smau (fc: gabbriette)

fluff

synopsis: chronically unfashionable oscar meets impeccably dressed, fashion-obsessed yn ln. despite all their differences, can they see eye to eye?

WARNINGS: swearing

a/n: @iamred-iamyellow we talked abt this one months ago and here it is!!

@norrisainz33 tysm for the writing tips on my other acc :)

ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ

ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ

Fashion wasn't Oscar's strong suit. He often joked that if he could wear the same outfit 7 days a week he would. Hell, the social media team even made content out of Lando guessing what Oscar would pull up to the paddock in since he was so predictable.

So, why, did he get invited to a fashion show?

Regardless of his disinterest in all things fashion, his team had recently bagged a trendy apparel brand as a sponsor. Juicy Couture then realized they could mold Oscar's very basic, boring "sense of style" (if you could even call it that-) into whatever their brand desired. And that leads to today where Oscar starts to plan how he will get out of this burden of a responsibility.

After he texts his PR manager a picture of the fashion show invitation and a simple message saying, "How bad will it look if I don't attend?" He quickly recieves three messages saying "Worse than when Lando crashed into you last season", "Worse than if you started dancing on Zak's grave and signed an Alpine contract on it", and "Your going to that fashion show, Piastri. No ifs, ands, or buts about it."

So on December 28th, Oscar came to terms with the fact that in the next few weeks he would be attending a fashion show alongside dozen of people who knew tons more about fashion than he does watching dozens of models while he tried his hardest to look like he gave half a crap.

Yipee.

𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ

Yn Ln. Standout Gen Z internet personality turned model...and very recently a Juicy Couture brand partner and collaborater.

You grew up wearing Juicy, looking for lightly worn Juicy tracksuits on ebay, and all around idolizing the 2000s It Girls that donned Juicy like it was modern-day Chanel. To have this partnership in your repertoire was just about the closest thing to a cure for your chronic impostor syndrome.

Your Juicy collaboration would go live the day after the fashion show that you helped put together.

As you ran through your post-show speech for the millionth time, you put your pre-planned outfit on and did your signature makeup.

You arrived at the venue fifteen minutes before lights out. You helped with the finishing touches and took your seat. Just one minute before lights out, a young, handsome man sat down next to you. He was way out of dress code, wearing a button down. The only indication that he had any relation to Juicy Couture was the JC pin on his collar.

As the show went on, you turned to him and asked him, "What do you think of the line?"

Surprised, he said, "I don't really know anything about fashion. Looks...fine?"

You laughed as you spoke, "Just fine? Guess your not a big Juicy fan."

"Oh- I'm here on work obligations. Don't know this brand much at all. You?"

You turned your body back to the stage and said with a small smile, "It's my line."

"Oh", was all Oscar could muster.

After the show, you gave your speech and got a round of applause from the crowd. Safe to say the show was a resounding success.

As you were preparing to leave, the man you'd sat next to during the show gently grabbed your wrist. You turned around with a questioning look in your eyes. He shyly introduced himself, "Oscar Piastri. I just wanted to apologize for what I said earlier."

"What did you say earlier?", you asked, obviously playing dumb.

"Nevermind that, then", he said, smiling.

You chuckled and introduced yourself, "Yn Ln."

"Nice meeting you, Yn", he said before turning around and leaving you wondering what the hell had just happened.

Turns out, though, you weren't the only one wondering what was going on between you two.

f1gossipgirl

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f1gossipgirl Recently single Oscar Piastri was seen at a Juicy Couture fashion show recently. While that in and of itself is already interesting, he was seen laughing and talking up Yn Ln.

Yn Ln, three years Oscar's senior, is a model and formerly a singer in 'Nasty Cherry'. She's well-known for her edgy aesthetic and her blazing modeling career.

Do you think there is romance on the horizon for these two?

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nastiestcherry keep my wifes name out ur mouth 😡😡😡

↳ ynno1model our queen has avoided all controversy just for some vroom vroom boy to be her downfall...

oscschampion polite cat pulls???

↳ mclarendoom that quiet rizz speaks volumes

landooscargirl ok but unfashionable man x fashionista woman is a TROPE AND A HALF

oscarsbeigeshorts can yn pls get oscar out of his default fit 😭😭 my eyes are TIREDDD

ynsno1fan not yall treating our girl like shes a fashion column come alive (just looked him up...hes in dire NEED of her help)

↳ cherriedup oscar's lucky he can drive bc those fits are...interesting!

𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ

The second time Yn Ln met Oscar Piastri was at the 2026 Miami Grand Prix.

You hadn't told anyone you'd be there. (Your defense was that nobody had really asked.) In all honesty, you didn't know much about F1 or who any of the drivers were. Much less that you had already met one of the drivers of the team that had invited you to the garage.

All you had to do was pretend to be interested, snap a few cool shots, and post that you had attended. Simple enough. Right?

Simple until you see your fashion show acquaintance getting into a Formula 1 car for Qualifying. Simple until you start to feel like he might see you as a stalker of sorts once his eyes land on you.

Yet, once he's back in his garage after a stellar qualifying his eyes meet yours and he immediately smiles. The look in his eyes is teasing as he says, "We meet again."

Without missing a beat you say, "I guess we do."

The first time that Yn Ln realized she was interested in Oscar Piastri was at the 2026 Miami Grand Prix.

.yn

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.yn orange you glad i went to the Miami GP? #JuicyPartner

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mclaren gorgeous gorgeous girls stan McLaren 🥰🧡

^❤️ by author

nastycherriezzz thin brows suit her so well omfg

lando damn...no spot on the post for #2?

↳ .yn win me a race and you'll get your own post, norris 😉

↳ norrizgirlies is it too early to say yndo would be such a hot couple?

↳ ynsjuicycouturez the shipping culture in f1 has to be studied by psychiatrists worldwide 😭

oscarpiastri papaya* ↳ piastris81stgirl oscar this is NOT how to get a baddie. ABORT ABORT ABORTTT

↳ .yn does papaya you glad sound as good to you osco?

nofishleclerc she calls him osco??? thats like 4th base in oscar nickname territory

↳ oscarism she played along when he corrected her...his annoying ass finally got a match 😭

𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ

The first time Oscar Piastri realized he had it bad for you was a few months later. You two had hung out over his summer break at his place and you had left behind your Juicy hoodie. Every time he saw your hoodie on his couch he couldn't help but smile.

You two weren't dating persay, but it was safe to say you were mutually interested in eachother. Things were easy, comfortable even for you two. Oscar hadn't felt that since...Lily. He felt lucky to just get to feel it again in this lifetime.

oscarpiastri

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oscarpiastri Recharged 💪🚲

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lando who's the lady friend, mate?

↳ oscarpiastri what do you mean?

↳ lando oh! uhm nevermind ig

pastrysargeant lando leaving oscar under the bus in typical lando fashion 💀💀💀

vettbull love oscar's two shadows 😍😍😍😍

.yn nice stuff osc 😅

↳ oscarpiastri you too???

↳ .yn slide 2, baby. slide two.

↳ oscarpiastri 😄

↳ nicolepiastri oh my innocent summer child ❤️ never change

ynhq who else thinks this is yn? her comment rlly makes me think its her in the pic

↳ nastiestcherryz delusion is our fanbase's daily choice of drug huh

𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ

You and Oscar had spent the entirety of summer break together. You two began the summer as something more then friends. Honestly, you were waiting for him to ask you out.

Until he'd asked you to dress up and get ready to go to dinner together. You weren't surprised or suspicious of what the occasion could be, so you went to doll yourself up. Black floor length dress, tattoos out, acessory galore, your usual makeup; the whole nine yards.

You sat on his couch mindlessly scrolling until he was ready to go. A low whistle from Oscar let you know he was in the room.

"You like?", you asked.

"Of course I do, gorgeous."

That was confirmed when he swooped down and kissed you with the fervor of a starving man.

He held your hand and led you to his car where he opened the paasenger and ushered you in.

"Where to?", you questioned.

"A new spot. Lando said it was romantic and food was good, so I thought it'd be good t'nite", he said casually.

"Romantic, huh? You're not going soft on me here, Piastri", you joked, trying not to let your nerves shine through. Not unlike Oscar, you were known for your cool exterior. But, that didn't mean you didn't feel things. You'd wondered for a bit now how long this talking stage would last. Even to the point that you began to second guess your relationship.

Yet, that was all put to rest when dessert came out.

Your favorite dessert, tiramisu, was put on the table with a 'May I be your boyfriend?' written on the plate in melted chocolate.

Your eyes quickly watered and you looked into Oscar's eyes. All you saw in his warm eyes were love and care.

"Oh, Osc. I'd love for you to be my boyfriend", you say before going in for a kiss. He deepend the kiss and put his hands on your waist. He held onto you like you were a dream he couldn't believe had come true.

.yn

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.yn too cute to gatekeep 🖤🪽 @oscarpiastri

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alexconsani pretty girl 😍❤️❤️

↳ juicyyn alex ignoring oscar 😭😭😭

↳ cheerynlow shes everything 😍 and he's....a race car driver?

oscarpiastri Beautiful 🙂

^❤️ by author

iamrebeccad stunning couple! ❤️

↳ .yn thank you, pretty girl 🥹

alexandrasaintmleux gorgeous girll

^❤️ by author

nicolepiastri Keep him in check, Yn. (And please tell him to call his mother once a year 🙄)

↳ .yn @oscarpiastri 😡😡😡😡 call ur sweet mom

↳ oscarpiastri 😅

𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ

𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ ࣪𖤐꩜ִ

.yn

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.yn opposites do attract 🖤 + 🧡

tagged: @oscarpiastri

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oscarpiastri My girl 🙂

↳ lightsout55 u think an unhappy man says shit like this? i rest my case.

↳ wdcrosberg 100%

webbahvrttel the way she handles all the hate shes getting for being w him makes me want to stan her 😭

lilymhe my model of the year 😍

↳ .yn MY golfer of the century 😍😍

mclaren our paddock princess 🧡

^❤️ by author

juicycouture match made on the runway

↳ wolffwoof quite literally in this case