#e cigarette juice

[angela-the-fox]

My design of disposable vape juice e-cigarette.

This design that is really enjoyable and good. Especially knowing the fact that it can be harmless to your lungs. Moreover, this e-cigarette can get the amount of the delicious juices inside the vape device. Any kinds of fruits or drink flavors. Mine is obviously Watermelon ice flavor. With the taste of watermelon and the breeze like ice in the air when you blow it while exhaling it and it's 5% sweet, like a taste of your favorite smoothies, milkshakes and juices.

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Here are the customized flavor vape juice from the ABC:

Apple Ice

Banana Ice

Blueberry

Blue Razz Lemonade

Blueberry Sour Raspberry

Bubblegum Ice

Blackberry

Black Ice Tea

Caramel Ice

Cola

Cool Mint

Currant Ice

Daisy Ice Tea

Dandelion Ice Tea

Double Apple

Dragon Fruit Ice

Energy Ice

Gooseberry Ice

Grape Ice

Grapefruit Ice

Mango

Mango Milk Ice

Marakuya Ice

Orange Ice

Peach Ice

Pink Lemonade

Ruby Ice

Strawberry Banana

Strawberry Ice Cream

Strawberry & Watermelon Ice

Wine Ice (non-alcoholic wine)

Watermelon Ice

Nicotine concentration selection: 50mg / 30mg / 20mg / 0mg.

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In this vape juice, you won't have to worry about your mental health. When you give up smoking in the regular tobacco cigarettes, you can use the vape e-cigarette. And it will always clear all your negative thoughts from your recent life. Not only that, with each flavor you produce, it will always be useful to your safety lungs. Within the 100% healthier, makes your muscles stronger and energetized with no problem. In every 90% people could use these vapes and always use it anytime you want. Also, it can be useful when the vape is run out, use the infinity charger, and it will slowly go back to being recharged when the vape juice is full and you continue vaping anytime.

I hope you enjoy it and stay healthy folks! ☺️🫰

[ronzombie]

Songs that remind me of every single one of my F/Os because why not PT. 2

Romantic F/O

- Connor Murphy / all the lonely nights in your life by American Pleasure Club & Teen Suicide

- Silent Bob / not a lot, just forever by Adrianne Lenker

- Jay / Feeling Whitney by Post Malone

- Simon Henriksson / Your face by Wisp

- David Leatherhoff / feelz by Lil Peep

- Proinsias Cassidy / Stoned on You by Jaymes Young

- Eccarius / Coffee & TV by Blur

- Vincent O'Neil / [ vo ] All for Us by Labrinth & Zendaya

- Davina / She by Dodie

- Codename V / Love Will Tear Us Apart by Joy Division

- Kurt Kunkle / all I want is you by Rebzyyx & hoshie star

- Riley West / Who Knew by P!nk

Platonic F/O

- Dylan Lenivy / Psycho Killer by The Wrecks

- Ryan Erzahler / Mad World by Gary Jules

- Jared Kleinman / Because I Got High by Afroman

Parental F/O

- Lucifer Morningstar / Little Lion Man by Mumford & Sons

- Eve (from Lucifer) / Habits by Genevieve Stokes

- Dale Dobson / Welcome Home, Son by Radical Face

- Mazikeen Smith (step-mom) / WTF Are We Talking For by Labrinth

- Chloe Decker (step-mom) / Paradise by Coldplay

- Tucker McGee (God-father) / My Boy by Elvie Shane

Sibling F/O

- Violet Harmon / Santeria by Sublime

- Alyssa Foley / Chilly Down by David Bowie

- Evan Hansen / Michael in the Bathroom by George Salazar

- Trixie Espinoza (step-sister) / Looking Out for You by Joy Again

Pet F/O

- Jangers Dobson / Fireflies by Owl City

[eshopireland]

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[friendsvape]

What is an e-cigarette?

An e-cigarette is a battery-powered device that heats a liquid, called e-liquid, to produce an aerosol. The e-liquid typically contains nicotine, flavorings, and other chemicals. The user inhales the aerosol, which is sometimes called vapor.

E-cigarettes come in many different shapes and sizes. Some look like traditional cigarettes, while others look like pens, USB drives, or other everyday objects.

E-cigarettes work by heating a coil of wire, which vaporizes the e-liquid. The user then inhales the vapor.

E-cigarettes are often marketed as a safer alternative to smoking cigarettes. However, there is growing evidence that vaping can be harmful to health.

Health risks of e-cigarettes

E-cigarettes can cause a variety of health problems, including:

Lung damage: Vaping can irritate and damage the lungs, leading to inflammation, asthma, and other respiratory problems.

Heart disease: Nicotine, the main addictive substance in e-liquid, can raise blood pressure and heart rate, and increase the risk of heart attack and stroke.

Nicotine addiction: Nicotine is a highly addictive substance, and vaping can lead to nicotine addiction, even in people who have never smoked cigarettes before.

Other health problems: Vaping has also been linked to other health problems, such as seizures, headaches, and nausea.

Is vaping safe?

Vaping is not safe. It is important to note that e-cigarettes are not regulated by the FDA in the same way as cigarettes, and the long-term health effects of vaping are still unknown.

If you are considering vaping, it is important to weigh the risks and benefits. If you are already vaping, it is important to talk to your doctor about the risks and how to quit.

[wutheringcaterpillar]

Dessert Before Dinner

Summary: Tommy catches you sucking on a lollipop and he can’t let that go.

warnings: smut smut smut, incest, oral (female receiving), tommy creaming his pants, inappropriate use of candy, reader is tommy’s sister

The circular, hypnotizing movement of your tongue around the sugared sweet, and the way your lips curled over the tip so innocently retrieved Tommy’s longing stare from across the room.

His cock was hardening in his trousers from the poetic, sensual scene taking place before him.

Your e/c eyes scanned up, staring into his electric blue eyes with profound sexual intent.

No one seemed to notice the building desire, the fire building in Tommy’s crotch.

These were the games you loved to play, every singular day. Tommy all worked up before the family, wanting him to burst at the seams and have his way with you.

He nodded toward the stairs, a sly smirk spread across his lips as he put out his cigarette, the smoke dispelling into the atmosphere before he followed your ‘innocent’ footsteps up to your bedroom, that he was far too familiarized with for a brother.

Closing the door behind him, the cherry sucker sat sweetly between your glossed plump lips as you shed yourself of your robe.

Revealing the smooth, delectable figure of your nude body, leaving your brother breathless. You were a sight for sore eyes.

“Lay down my darling.” You did as he said. His tongue lapped over his lips when you spread your legs, revealing your dripping cunt, shining like a golden treasure in the lost sea.

He crawled on his hands and knees, stretching up toward your face between your opened legs. 

He slowly shuffled his arm, popping the lollipop out from your desirable lips, his breath hot against your face, smelling of brimstone and peppermint.

In a moment of silence, you stared at each other with animalistic eyes, his chest resting against your cleavage, his erect, enclosed member pressed tightly against your throbbing pink pussy.

“You know the rules Y/N, no sweets before dinner.” He didn’t remove his pants, instead he trailed the sugary, sticky treat down your throat, riding agonizingly slowly between your heavenly, cushioned breasts, down your naval until he reached his coveted destination.

You were unable to hold back a gasp, your head falling effortlessly to the side of the pillow until his hand pulled your chin back to face him.

He pressed the sucker against your clit, rubbing the sensitive area with the cherry dessert. He watched intently as your eyes fluttered shut, watching the breath hitch in your throat, and your chest rise slowly.

His free hand rested upon your hardened nipple, rolling the sensitive skin between his experienced fingers. “Tommy..” Your voice was heavenly, laced with arousal and desperation for your dear brother.

He dove down like a sweet serenade between your thighs, his lips connecting with your clit as he pushed the lollipop into your sweet succulency. 

“Ohh, oh Tommy..” His lips curled in desire as he watched the lollipop disappear, your walls coating the sugary sweet treat with your nectar.

You could feel the circular shaped treat rub against your sensitive skin slowly at first. 

He knew your pussy like the back of his hand, knew how to push you over the edge wanting to hear you beg him for more.

Your eyes opened slowly in a desirable gaze. Always playing the purity act, a good little girl but you both knew that wasn’t true.

“More- more please.” His eyebrows raised with infatuation, pushing the candy further in, massaging your aching core. 

His tongue twirled deep into your dripping hole, lapping up your savory, delectable cherry juices, his eyes darkening when he glanced up, watching how you were completely losing yourself. He couldn’t stop himself from grinding down for friction against the satin sheets. Your hands clutched your feathery pillow desperately, your lips agape, melodic, lustful moans escaping from the profound, overwhelming feeling of his tongue, completely devouring your beautiful, over stimulated pussy. He didn’t miss a singular beat, rotating between sucking against your lips, leaving playful bites behind as he moved to your clit.

The candied sweet, becoming coated in your slick, as he quickened his motions, the hardened dessert drilling into your tight hole relentlessly. His tongue flicking in an up and down motion, before returning to the pool of slick leaving your body, sucking you dry, covering his face, in your insatiable, soaking mess. 

“Tom- Tommy I’m gonna-“ Your ankles shifted over his legs, your body trembling as your back arched to a perfect curve, pure ecstacy running up your spine, leaving your body in a coma-like euphoria.

“F-f-fuck, oh- fuck-“ His hands clutched your thighs roughly while he devoured your alluring, eager pussy, spilling it’s drenching slik all over Tommy’s experienced lips.

He simultaneously released himself, his moans pressed against your pussy as his warm seed spilled out in his underwear in a sticky, poetic mess.

Pulling the sucker out of your divine tunnel of pleasure, he layed the cherry sucker, coated in your mesmerizing taste of excellency, on his tongue, sucking up the remnants.

You watched his motions in a trance, his blue eyes turning a devilish, frigid shade of blue when he leaned down, locking eyes in a wistful, fucked out haze. “Let’s go to dinner shall we?”

[kyunniebuns]

˗ˏˋ Entry : 047 - Sung Jinwoo Assassin Au Part 2 ◛⑅·˚ ༘ ♡

ₓ˚. ୭ ˚○◦˚𝕊𝕦𝕟𝕘 𝕁𝕚𝕟𝕨𝕠𝕠˚◦○˚ ୧ .˚ₓ

‼️[tw: gore, extreme violence, sadistic Jinwoo]‼️

‧₊˚ ☁️⋅ Part 1 || Part 2♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾.

╰┈➤ ❝ [ Behold, The Emperor of the Dark Hours Returns] ¡! ❞

His name is like a prayer to the devil, a single whisper of his title and everyone would pale upon the mention.

He was the faceless monster of the underground, the lord who rules in the shadows.

Stand in his way and you are guaranteed a spot six feet under.

It's mercy if your death is but a single bullet to your head. Jinwoo's sadism is, after all, ruthless. Corpses of his victims were usually mangled or their heads bashed to the point of unrecognition.

A skull crushed into smithereens, brain juices oozing out of the deformed head— Sung Jinwoo was ruthless beyond human sense.

The Association doesn't know who this little serial killer is running ammock. Even their efforts to work with the police isn't working.

In the end, they had no choice to give up.

While Jinwoo? Jinwoo himself is having a field day on his end.

How long has it been since his blood had been pumping? He can't really recall himself.

Murdering monsters seemed to make him feel alive again, as debauched as it is— He honestly loved it.

He still accepts some assassination jobs on the side, but mostly he's just going into gates.

Jinwoo had long mastered the system, he's maybe an S-ranker now for the first few months he had gotten into this world.

Since he's just an E-ranked, he had lots of restraints on him. But did it matter? No.

Being able to face beings twice, thrice, quadruple of his size— It caused a thrill in his body that he cant really describe.

It's addictive, the rush of adrenaline into his blood felt gratifying.

Jinwoo knew it himself that he is a monster, but can he do anything about it? He's over 80 now atleast, all his life he's been fighting and killing.

The art of war is his true calling, as twisted that is— It's true.

But unlike then he now has his family. His mother may be in deep sleep but he also has his adorable baby sister that he missed dearly.

And now that he has them back Jinwoo isn't one bit hesitant to protect his lifelines.

But now it seems that a little bastard has decided to ogle over his precious little sister.

Jinwoo is no fool when it comes to people stalking around him and his home. It's one of the most important things he needed to hone in order to be an effective assassin.

So when he knew something up, he isn't going to let it slide any second further.

{....}

Crawling into the alleyway, the man heard that if he finds a certain door he can get into the apartment building. He already knew Jinah's apartment number.

He just wanted to say hi, nothing else.

Just a simple hello, he only wants to say hello. That's all there is to it really.

As he fumbled around on the doorknob next to the trash bins— He suddenly feels something yank his hair back.

He curses, groaning as the back of his head hits the wall.

"You motherfucker" He snarls, his eyes glaring up at the sight of a hooded figure lighting a cigarette. "You son of a bit— Ack!"

"Did I tell you to talk? Can't you see I'm lighting my cigarette?" Jinwoo asks, pressing his heel on the bastard's shoulder.

"What the hell did I even do to you, huh? You fucking jackass?" The man curses, attempting to move away but failed as Jinwoo remained unmoving while blowing out a coud of smoke.

"I've seen a lot of fuckers like you in my youth" He says boredly, "Of the thousand of heads I've embedded a bullet on, 80% of the targets are sick perverts ogling over things they shouldn't be drooling over."

He continues, playing a dagger with his hand before promptly stabbing it on the man's thigh. Jinwoo covers his mouth with his gloved palm to muffle the cry, unamused as he started started sweating and sobbing.

"Should've known that perverts like you still exist even here, I guess I became too happy go lucky huh?" Jinwoo scoffs, as he pulls his fist back. "Don't worry, I'll make sure my kids gobble your corpse up the moment I'm done with you.

{....}

"Oppa, welcome home!" Jinah beams as she sees her brother come in late while she was snacking on a shortcake her brother bought yesterday. "You out late again, were you seeing a girl?"

At her teasing, Jinwoo only shakes his head and smiles, he approaches his little sister and ruffles her hair up— Causing a whine to come out of her lips.

"No, just went out for a walk," He says gently as if he didn't pummel someone to death just minutes earlier and fed his corpse to his shadows. "Don't stay up too late, you have school tomorrow."

"I'm not a little kid!" Jinah playfully swats his hand away and stomps to her bedroom with his shortcake before stopping midway. "Oppa? Can you get more shortcakes tomorrow, please?"

"Pfft," Jinwoo shakes his head, smiling as he did so. "Alright, off you go"

He watches his baby sister's eyes glimmer sweetly before hiding back into her room.

Jinwoo's heart felt... Tingly. In a gentle and sweet way. The feeling of having someone greet him when he arrives home, the feeling where he knows someone is waiting for him to come back— It felt nice.

He'll protect this peace.

Until he can figure out a way to wake his mother up.

Jinwoo will continue to protect this home, and even after she wakes up— He'll make sure this home of his will be safe and sound.

꒰ 🪼 A/N: I just want this out of my hands please, I'm sorry that the plot is sloppy and rushed fjsglm,rlwef. I just genuinely want this out of my hands. ꒱

ʚ(੭´͈ ᐜ `͈)੭ .｡✧: ~♡ —! stories written by kyunnie; translations, reposts, plagiarism are strictly forbidden.

[steddie-island]

Sky rockets in flight

Written for week one of @steddiesmuttyseptember Prompt: Mile high club Rating: E | WC: 907 | Tags: Bathroom sex, semi-public sex See ao3 for full list of tags! Divider credit

Steve had warned Eddie that this was a bad idea. A stupid idea. An idea that only someone drunk on mimosas and the kind of bored that came from being on a stupidly long flight would have.

Yet Steve had still suggested it. He'd leaned across the seat, into Eddie's space, and let his lips brush against the shell of Eddie's ear.

It was Steve's idea, but Eddie was more than a little on board with it. Steve had barely gotten the full sentence out before Eddie was slipping out of his seat, telling Steve he would be back, and disappearing down the aisle.

Steve waited five minutes. He had to at least try to be discreet before he got up and made his way down the aisle, too.

There were two bathrooms. The first door was locked, and Steve tried it twice before the voice on the other side yelled at him to go away. The second bathroom door opened and then Eddie was pulling him inside. There was barely room enough for them to stand face to face, let alone do what Steve wanted to try.

But goddammit, he was going to try. There was nothing he couldn't do when there was enough champagne in his system and with Eddie standing there in all his leather jacketed glory.

"Gotta be fast," Eddie said, as if Steve hadn't already started counting down the seconds as soon as the door had locked behind them.

Big hands pushed at Eddie's shirt to get at the waistband of his jeans. "Gotta be fast," he agreed. Once Eddie's zipper was down Steve's hand was working inside, wrapping around his cock and stroking him to hardness.

"Jesus, Stevie." Eddie huffed out a laugh that was swallowed up as Steve surged forward to catch his lips in a filthy kiss.

"Have to be quiet, too," Steve murmured before going right back in. It was a kiss that tasted like whiskey and orange juice and the last drags of the cigarette Eddie had squeezed in before they'd had to board the flight. Steve was fucking addicted. He swallowed down every sound that spilled forward from between those pink lips, relished in the way Eddie fucked towards his fist as if he couldn't help it.

Then those cool rings were against his own stomach, working into his waistband, and when Eddie's fist wrapped around his cock, too, Steve had to stifle his own moan.

"Fuck—"

"Shh—"

Steve threaded his free hand into Eddie's hair and kissed him deep and dirty again. What he really wanted was to have one of them bent over the sink, but truthfully he wasn't sure if the bathroom could take it— or if they could be quiet, if they let themselves get that carried away.

What they could do was shift their hips closer together. Eddie tucked his shirt under his chin, and then he was taking both of their cocks into his hand.

"Fuck—"

Steve dropped his head back as his hand covered Eddie's. He squeezed tight, dragged precome from the tip to drag it back down. It was hot and wet and tight enough to be just this side of painful.

"So good," Eddie panted. He caught Steve around the back of the neck with his other hand and once more dragged him in for another bruising kiss. Eddie always kissed like he was trying to devour. Like he was trying to lay claim, to remind them both who Steve belonged to.

Who they both belonged to.

"Gonna come for me?" Eddie dragged his teeth over Steve's bottom lip. "Gotta be quiet."

"Shut up," Steve huffed out. He had his own shirt tugged up and away from his stomach as Eddie's movements sped up, turned more rough. "Fuck— fuck—"

Eddie once more licked into Steve's mouth, swallowing down the sounds that Steve couldn't stifle as he spilled over Eddie's fist and their cocks. Eddie just dragged it down, using it to slick up the movements of his hand that much more.

Steve wanted to hit his knees but satisfied himself with taking over. He stroked hard and fast, twisted his hand over the head in a way that had Eddie's hips twitching forward again.

"Gonna come for me?" he asked, echoing Eddie's words from earlier.

Eddie didn't trust himself to keep quiet if he spoke. He dug his teeth into his own lower lip, tugged at Steve's hair with the hand buried in those soft locks.

"Shit—" Long fingers dug in against the back of Steve's neck as Eddie added to the mess between their bodies.

Steve would never get tired of watching the man he loved come apart like this. He was even more beautiful when his eyes were shiny and with his lashes casting shadows on his cheeks. "Fuck," he whispered once Eddie had finished. Since he couldn't get down to clean Eddie up with his mouth he gathered up what he could on his fingers and sucked one digit at a time between his lips.

"You're trying to fucking kill me." Eddie shook his head and watched Steve with heavy-lidded eyes.

"No. Just trying to hold us both over." Steve licked his palm clean, then turned around to wet papertowels to finish cleaning the both of them up. He took his time tucking Eddie away, then gently patted his waistband. "When we land I'll show you what I really wanted to do in here."

[pmpwbrrs]

Art juice hits me with a hammer onc e aain . Meet the guy i made as a just silly logo for cigarettes for another character but then they became a separate character

They're going to be on auction! If you don't want to miss out on them, please let me know and I'll notify you. More info in the comments

[unpretty]

I'd love to get my partner a nice rig or otherwise reusable vape, but have exactly zero idea of where to even start researching. (She goes thru vapes pretty quick and tends to get the obnoxious light up ones, but I did finally mention to her that the e-waste is part of why I'm sticking with cigs for now.) I've got some holiday money to probably(?) get a decent setup for her. Do you have any recommendations? Either for rigs themselves or where to start researching?

personally i use a pod vape and even the one i'm looking at upgrading to is still a pod mod. i know vape bros always want to reassure me that changing coils in a real mod setup isn't that hard, but you tell me i need a screwdriver at any point and you've lost me. right now i use a vaporesso xros mini that was stupid cheap, i'm planning to upgrade to a 'pod mod' system where it's still a convenient pod but i just have to swap out the coil in the middle. gimme a sec, i'll find some visual aids and put them after the cut so it doesn't look like i'm trying to convince anyone to start vaping.

this section after the cut is just for the readers with a pre-existing nicotine addiction!!

okay so here is my current mini and how you refill the pod:

they seem to be using some kind of filling implement but every bottle of juice i've ever bought has a nozzle that fits right in there. the hardest part is popping the black cap off because sometimes it doesn't want to come off and it's scary and seems like it will break. but after the first time it comes off pretty easily. people will talk about soaking the wick or whatever and make it sound scary but the first time i fill a pod i let it sit 15 minutes before i use it and have no problems. i usually refill multiple times a day and the pods usually last me two weeks before augh blaugh burnt coil taste. sometimes you get a bad pod that floods a lot (bubbly noises and juice in mouf ugh augh) but that hasn't happened to me in ages.

the pods just magnetically pop onto the battery easy-peasy. it has served me well and fits nicely between my fingers the way cigarettes used to. there is no button, it's draw activated and probably as close as you can get to a disposable in functionality. pod refills come in four packs and are pretty cheap, which is great if you can get them at a local shop and less great if you have to spend twice as much as the pods cost on shipping. i keep a couple pods filled with different flavors to switch between. i buy 1.2ohm pods because i don't know shit about ohms and i don't want to.

here are the two i am considering buying as an upgrade for when i'm sitting at my desk and don't care how big and stupid-looking my vape is:

they are both vaporesso and they are both pods, but you swap out just the little coil situation in the middle instead of the whole plastic pod. they are button press instead of draw activated which i dislike because i am a lazy baby. i'm sure once you get used to it a button draw is fine but i don't waaaaannnnnaaaa. i will probably get the one on the right because it's cheaper and has a bigger battery, but the one on the left is see-through and space colors 😭 they got my millennial-ass pegged, aesthetically.

i have never had a good experience with coastal clouds juice and it seems like it's on clearance all the time for a good reason. learn from my mistakes. cloud nurdz sour watermelon strawberry has been really good, and pod juice blue razz. i might get some mystery flavors while i'm buying more pods, i haven't decided yet.

[k-marzolf]

Billy thot, imagine being his maid and hating eyes.

Fem!reader, uneducated reader, power imbalance, implied smoking. I’m sorry for the grammar, but I have a specific way she speaks in my head. Religious references.

I’ve been reading Wuthering Heights, and it got the creative juices flowing. Sorry, it’s short, but I do plan to do little blurbs with these two.

x

Poisoned Apple #1

He noticed you moved like a ghost, silent and invisible. Your shoulders hunched in, never making eye contact. “Don’t like eyes, sir. I don’ like the pupil. Lookin’ like a non sentient being. Alls I see are the parts, and yous no longer real.”

You walked up the stairs without so much as a creak, staring at a painting by John William Waterhouse, looking contemplative as you touched the canvas, almost as though it was palpable to you.

A yearning crossed your face, before a frown marred your brow, pulling at your lips, never looking at the eyes of the woman. But mesmerized by her just the same.

He was mesmerized by you. The way the dim lighting on the stairs, illuminating your hair like a halo. You made him want to tempt you for a taste of paradise, because you had tempted him, like a siren calling to a sailor.

Billy put his hands in his pockets, “You like that, hummingbird?”

Your eyes snapped to him, somewhere away from his eyes making your eyes look dazed. “You’re more beautiful. Like Lucifer. Bettin’ you’d tempt me with a fruit.” You said, playing nervously with your hem.

Billy hummed, “Funny, the Bible never once said it was satan who tempted Eve.” His fingers played with an unlit cigarette in his hands.

You reached forward, pulling the cigarette from his hands, breaking it. “Shouldn’t smoke, sir. You’ll get the cancer, and I’ll be alone, wit’ only the birds and animals. Do ya want me to become Snow White?” You asked seriously, pocketing the broken cigarette.

His lips curved up, “I’ll stay away from cigarettes if you stay away from apples, hummingbird.” He turned then, on the stairs, walking down them.

The apple was poisoned but they still took a bite, hoping for sweetness.

They were gonna make such fools of themselves.

x

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[beefrobeefcal]

Round two is done, friendos!

Now the real fun begins...

Once again, the comments on the prev poll were absolute GOLD. Roll the highlight reel:

@neverwheremoonchild: All I'll say is even if Peepaw doesn't like little Caesars my 🐱is always hot and ready for him 💜

@hellfire-state-of-mind: am i the only one who thinks Pedro kinda looks like the Red Baron on the box

@merci-killing: whole foods or (similar) store brand. it’s giving green juice and a cigarette.

@rifflovesjoey: I think he’s a Digiorno girlie bc of that big, soft crust. He wants all the carbs in his big, soft tummy. 🍕

@noxturnalpascal: if you vote Tombstone we're gonna have to have a conversation | tombstone tastes like cardboard. | thats why it got 0 votes

and @strang3lov3 who is on an anti-pizza campaign: Pizza roll supremacy that’s what I ate for lunch today

[agendabymooner]

l'azienda di famiglia (e le donnole dell'isola) ! daniel r. and f1 drivers x ofcs - mini wedding series part 3.

"the family business (and the weasels of the island)"

summary: nobody seemed to warn lester and danny that good things come with the most difficult journey. OR it's wednesday, and all the couple wanted was for the grid to stay away from the italian's sisters. (1)(2)

characters involved: lando norris, george russell, pierre gasly, carlos sainz, alex albon. fictional including the alessandro siblings, trish alonso (see masterlist) and the hearth sisters (and their kids!)

content warning: written part (HELLA LONG). hurt/comfort and a hint of crack fic! mentions of possible infertility, conceiving/pregnancy, mental health, therapy. thirsty!grid singles, lando norris x alessandro!ofc, george russell x alessandro!ofc. minor scenario with cigarette, use of explicit language and google translated italian.

note: got my etsy danny ric shirt. felt good. was writing a feel good part of this series but then decided last minute "hey let's add some sadness into this" and voila. bon appetit xx

masterlist

“Good morning, lads and ladies,” Daniel Ricciardo was the sunshine of the remote island— no matter how exposed the land and the beach were to the sun. The Australian driver could show up in the most depressing place and still manage to paint it yellow. 

But that didn’t apply to all that Wednesday morning. 

The usual suspects — Pierre, Carlos, Lando, George, and surprisingly Lance too — were still hungover from last night. Apparently, from what Daniel had witnessed last night at the bar stand, Valtteri makes a mean cocktail. The first one to believe him was Lando, who definitely asked for more because “he was parched.” Then the usual suspects continued to drink as they begged Bottas to make more. So the grumpiness from the five this morning was just a result of Valtteri’s talent in mixology. 

Lando just grunted quietly as he ate his breakfast. He was cranky, but it was only because Lewis had a vegan option while he and the other lads weren’t allowed to eat much carbs. Lando could really use some nougats. 

“So, not good morning then,” Daniel chuckled before he walked up to the kitchen, looking for the morning shift chef. It didn’t take much longer for Lester to enter the dining hall with the wedding coordinator, Garcia. They were talking amongst themselves before catching the sight of her friends. 

Lester paused from walking before waving, “Morning!” 

Everyone waved back at her, except for the five who only nodded. Lester frowned, “…Okay.”

“Don’t worry about it,” Aimee Hearth, the youngest sister of the Hearth family and Charles’ girlfriend, waved off as she joked, “they had a Taco Tuesday night.” 

Sylvie then looked at Lester and made a drinking gesture, leaving Garcia and Lester to hum in realization. 

“Okay,” Lester giggled, “I’ll tell the chef to have some juice for you, I suppose.” Then she and the coordinator continued to walk towards the kitchen. 

Lando slumped against his chair and sighed, “She’s so weird.”

“Weird how?” Sylvie asked, now looking at her best friend with a scowl. 

“This week made her weirder than she usually is,” Lando whined, “she’s all smiley and giggly— it’s creepy. That’s a Danny Ric thing to do, not a Lester Allie thing.” 

Lester’s friends sat to Lando’s left and laughed at the remark. Damiano David leaned forward to look at the British man. “Lando, it’s her wedding week, dumbass.” 

“I think I’d rather have her shitting on my life instead of giving everyone a happy smile,” Lando shifted in his seat. 

“And she didn’t want to get her sisters’ photos sent to your grid group chat, but we can’t always get what we want,” Thomas sassed. His Italian accent seemed to be a little too loud, he thought, because at the last word almost half the grid stared at his direction. He saw the watching eyes and shrugged, “Hey man, Lorelei speaks. There’s no way anyone could hear a screaming guy down the hall and not ask a question about it—“

“Okay, okay!” Lando protested with a roll of his eyes, “Damn, there’s no need to expose me.” 

“What do you mean, expose you?” Max and Lewis snorted. “Everyone by the lounge room could hear you. You sound like a dying hyena, bruv.” 

The chef came out of the kitchen with jugs of juice— mango and orange, leaving the door open as the couple and the coordinator discussed the agenda for today. The chef came pouring some juice for the guests while the men listened in to the conversation. 

“Mrs. Wolff and her family will be arriving later today with Mrs. Hamilton and the baby. We’ve had their rooms set up— and I can assume Sir Hamilton has already set up the crib for the baby?” 

“He should be.”

“Right, sounds neat. Now what are we looking at… let’s see…” 

“Dinner, perhaps?” 

“The caterers will be serving lunch at 12:30, just half an hour after your families arrive. They’ll serve dinner for the guests at the dining hall while the evening chefs will serve dinner for the family dinner at the villa.”

“Great,” Daniel said, the eavesdropping lads hearing the smile from his voice alone, “that sounds like a plan.”

“If you don’t mind me asking: there will still be portions made for the kids’ right?” Lester asked. She was so polite, never demanding— perhaps that’s what Daniel didn’t like so much. He wanted her to demand for more. But that’s maybe why he also loved her so much. 

“Yes! Of course, it will be for six, yes?” Garcia asked. A hum of agreement came from the kitchen. 

“Psst, Lando, psssst~” Max tried calling the Brit, but he wasn’t having it. 

George and Alex glared at Max and told him to shush. Max looked at his girlfriend and Lewis with his jaw dropped, as if he was asking, “Can you believe this shit?” 

“It should be, unless you count Lori’s brother- ow, never mind,” Daniel groaned, “I forgot I’m not entitled to make such jokes yet.” 

“Would you like anything else from the kitchen?” The chef asked kindly, making Lando look at her with a smile. 

“Some fruits, perhaps?” Lando suggested, feeling slightly irked that he couldn’t listen in to the conversation in the kitchen.

“That should be confirmed as of your arrival two days ago,” Garcia said, “and if you would like, we can always set up a table for the littles so you can have some time. It should be safe for them to go around the villa. And we can also get them some colouring pages and crayons to keep them occupied during the dinner.”

“Of course,” the chef nodded, “just going to chop ‘em up for you.” She then walked off, allowing Lando to continue with his eavesdropping.

“That sounds good!” Lester eagerly said, “I should have thought of that before.”

“I came prepared, Lester, so don’t worry,” Garcia chuckled. “You’ll have more kids at the reception so we’ve made a little table arrangement for them.” 

“Maybe this is a time for her sisters to take a break,” Daniel laughed. “God knows what two children could do to each of them.” 

“Yeah, hearing that they’re single parents made me admire them even more— and I’ve not seen them before!” 

Hearing the conversation, Lando whipped his head towards the direction of the other drivers. His eyes twinkled in excitement and the grid singles seemed to share the same sentiment. 

Valtteri had only shaken his head, wondering what he was just roped into. Lewis caught a glimpse of his reaction, reaching out to pat him at the back. 

Man, were they ever ready to meet the Alessandros. 

The arrival of the Ricciardos was exciting, the grid singles said, but the Alessandros were a different story. 

The singles had decided to do a roll call and relaxed at the beach. The rest (being Sebastian, Fernando and his family, Lewis, Charles and Max with their partners) remained in the palace, some opting for the central air conditioning while the Alonsos hung out at the pool by the west entrance. 

The boys already greeted the family before going back to whatever they were doing. The port was near the palace itself, making it easier for anyone to get to their temporary shelter fast. The beach was also near the port, which gave the boys some access to see who arrived and who had left. 

Then came the Alessandros. 

“Mio caro! Come on, ‘urry!” Pierre’s head was the first to snap in the direction of Lester’s yelling voice, then it was followed by the rest. “They’re here!” 

“I’m coming— that doesn’t sound so right,” Daniel replied back. 

The boys could see the couple standing in the docks as the guests arrived through a boat. The littles had arrived first, jumping up on the arms of Danny and Lester. 

“Oh man, Franco— you and Andrea are heavy!” Daniel hoisted the boys up. “Geez, Lina— what do you feed them?” 

“Men who like to be unkind to women.” 

The boys were close enough to be able to hear the arriving people. So their conversations were loud enough for the boys to eavesdrop. 

“My kinda breakfast.” Anyone with two eyes could say that she was… hot. Pierre Gasly had seen her face once or twice in magazines but not once did he care enough to get to know her. He didn’t think that he’d see her in person though, radiating the same energy that she had on those pictures.

Pierre looked back at the boys, volleyball in hand as he nodded in the direction of the docks. “Jacquelina,” his French accent said loud enough for the men, “she’s the eldest, oui?” 

“Yeah,” Lando confirmed. 

“Dio abbia pietá,” God, have mercy. Pierre muttered beneath his breath before turning back. 

“Same here,” Lester said as she juggled the toddler and the infant in her arms. “Theo and Maris have grown a lot this past year! Don’t tell me you’re feeding them the same thing as Lina, sis?” 

“No,” another woman stepped out of the boat, trying to balance her way down as she laughed heartily. “They like racists for dinner.”

“Still hilarious as ever, Nora,” Danny laughed aloud, hugging the brunette as a greeting. The woman kissed him on the cheek before moving on to Lester. 

Kara Eleanora Alessandro. That was the 30 year old sister of Lester, then. She was the businesswoman who runs a boutique in Tuscany and Milan. 

Pierre was stupid for that. Why didn’t he go out to shop more often? 

“Ever the genius, Dan,” Nora chuckled, kissing her sister on the forehead. “I hope the groom’s treating you nicely, tesoro?” 

“A malapena,” barely. Lester laughed softly, making Daniel turn towards his fiancée with a huge scowl on his face.

“The accusations, bellezza,” Daniel scoffed, “on our wedding week.” 

“Yeah, keep that up then there will be no more weddings happening,” Nora said, reaching for her children as she carried them. “Is there any place the bambinos could freshen up in? Theo and the boys were rather excited about swimming when we said beach. They can’t swim on the beach just yet because we just arrived – they need to nap.” 

“Ah yes! West and east entrance,” Lester told her sister, “Garcia will show you your rooms, then you can have lunch if you’d like.” 

A tall figure exited the boat, making his way down to the dock as he exclaimed, “Danny!” 

“Mateo! How’s it been?” Daniel slapped the boy’s back and greeted. “How’s college?” 

“Shit,” Mateo Alessandro stood there with his 6 '1 being. He was dressed on a blue short sleeved linen shirt and khaki shorts, his bucket hat eccentric. 

“Oi, stop swearing,” Lester scolded her little brother before giving him a quick hug and a kiss on the cheek. “I didn’t raise you like that, bambino.” 

“You’re only four years older than me,” Mateo rolled his eyes. 

“MATEO! YOU UTTER PIECE OF SHIT!” A scream escaped a girl’s mouth as she exited the boat, stomping down as if the boat wasn’t shaking. 

“NICOLA! Don’t be foolish! Stop shaking the boat,” Lester hissed, the younger girl not caring as she smacked Mateo in the arm. 

The slap was so hard that even the drivers from afar grimaced. Crikey.

“Alright, cut it out,” Daniel told the girl before Mateo could even retaliate. “Use your words, kids.” 

“Look at what this testa de cazzo did to my face,” dickhead. The girl whined as she turned her head to the side, suddenly catching a glimpse of the drivers who then looked away after being caught by her. 

Daniel and Lester leaned over and saw what she was pointing at. 

A penis was drawn on the side of her head. Right on her temple, in fact. 

Lester glared at Mateo, who couldn’t contain his laughter any longer as he cackled hysterically. 

Of course, Daniel took this as a chance to joke.

“If anything, you’re the dickhead,” Mateo wailed at the joke that Daniel made, trying to catch his breath. 

“Don’t encourage the boy,” Lester nudged her fiancé harshly before turning to her sister, “Do you think you can take it off easily?”

“I sure hope so,” Nicola Alessandro was everyone’s favourite, being the youngest and all that. Truthfully, Mateo and Nicola were the favourites of the Alessandro family. They could get away with anything and get something with a snap of a finger if they asked for it. So their foolishness was just a natural thing to happen. 

If you put them in the same place, you’ll have nothing but chaos. 

“It’s washable,” Mateo finally stood up from laughing too much, wiping down the drawing. “See?” 

“You need to stop doing shit that’ll get you in trouble, Mateo,” Daniel paused, “Actually, don’t do the shit that’ll get me in trouble. They already think that I’m influencing you.”

“So we can’t talk about the po—“

“No! We didn’t even do that,” Daniel protested, “stop being a shithead. I love you, man, but you need to stop concocting something heinous at this early time of the week. I’ve got to marry your sister.”

“Ma should have adopted him out and stuck to being a girl mother,” Nicola shook her head before walking towards the direction of the palace.

“Oi! You’re a bitch, you know that.”

“Stop throwing that word around, Mateo! The kids can hear you!” Lester huffed as she and Daniel watched Mateo walk away. 

The couple then turned towards the direction of the grid singles, Daniel crossing his arms and Lester resting her hand on her hips. Her eyes narrowed at the sight of the staring drivers, obviously acting like deers caught in the headlights as she pointed at them. 

“Don’t try it, boys,” she warned them.

Daniel also said, “We mean it.” 

They both walked off, heading to the palace as well. 

The drivers only looked at each other, silence filling the air. Bottas then guffawed and was followed by the rest of the group. They had a hard time keeping a straight face as they were being told off by the couple. Those two were the most cheerful couple to have existed in the paddock, so to see them look serious? Yeah no. 

They all had to laugh.

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An hour hadn’t even passed since the Ricciardos and the Alessandros arrived at the island, and if you were to ask any of the drivers they were starting to feel bored by the lack of activities done. Most of them had gone off to somewhere inside the palace after Lance told them about the entertainment den at the basement level.

Everyone left the beach but George Russell. He decided that he should stay and spend some time listening to the calming waves of the low-tide water, under the umbrella with his shirt undone and his chest and abdomen exposed to the world. 

This was the life he wanted to live after the 2023 season. He hadn’t really wanted to party for two days straight, but most people were his friends and they’ve never taken the energy out of him. So really, he’s winning either way.

His eyes were closed the entire time, his ears listening closely to the sound of the waves. But he drew his attention to the rustling of the sands as he shot up and turned to his right, looking towards the direction of the footsteps. 

“Buongiorno,” he was so happy his sunglasses were on because his eyes trailed down the legs of the petite woman before looking back at her. “How are you?” 

Shit, George thought as he gulped, she’s actually talking to me.

“I’m great!” It wasn’t as if he had a choice— he had to talk to her instead of fearing that he’ll be screwing it up one way or another. “How are you? Liking the island so far?” 

“Ah yes,” she nodded before peering down the empty spot next to him, “may I sit?” 

“Yes, yes, do,” George nodded eagerly as she smiled gleefully and sat on the empty outdoor chaise lounge, sighing in joy. Forget about her wearing a black beach dress that barely covered her red bikini, her smile was heavenly.

“Thanks,” her Italian accent was the same as Lester’s, George noticed, and her fluency was much better, “I haven’t had a time to sit down for a moment until the little ones settled.” 

“I’ve got a niece and a nephew,” he chuckled, “my sibling struggles a lot too.” 

“It’s good that they’re out for a nap,” she said, “because I get to see the beach peacefully before they start causing havoc later.”

“It must be something you’ve missed,” George laughed. “Having a peaceful time on the beach.” 

“Yes,” she nodded in agreement, “having two under six is not exactly suitable for struggling mothers.”

“Sorry to hear that,” George spoke softly. He really did feel bad for her. 

“Meh, that man is a coward,” she stated with a shrug, “he left because he can’t handle a woman who’s doing a much better job in business and in parenting— sorry, I did not catch your name?” 

“Oh! Yikes, that’s true,” George grimaced before sticking his hand out, “‘m George. I’m one of the poor souls who have been causing problems on the island since Monday.” 

“Ah, that explains why you’re here in the silence,” she joked as she reached out to shake his hand. “Kara Eleanora. I am one of Lorelei’s older sisters.” 

“Really?” George’s eyes widened, pretending as if he hadn’t seen her hop out of the boat earlier. “So you are the Nora that Daniel talks about.” 

“I have a feeling that he is talking about me in a poor manner,” Nora laughed quietly.

“No, no,” George shook his head, “he tells us a lot about Lester’s siblings— he loves all of you, really. He recently told us about your baby’s christening.”

“He is Marisa’s godfather,” Nora grinned, “my Gabby’s godfather was his father’s friend, and I have trusted Daniel more than I had trusted the pezzo di merda’s asshole friend.” piece of shit.

“He is trustworthy,” George nodded. “At least you know that he’s a permanent fixture.”

“I can’t help it; he’s in every group chat our siblings have whenever we’re all away,” Nora laughed loudly as George followed along, “nobody wants to be as involved in their partner’s family as him— it’s no wonder why Pa allowed him to propose.”

“So, Nora, tell me more!” 

Lando Norris didn’t like snitching, he swore. He wouldn’t do it purposefully, he’d do it because his big mouth couldn’t stop itself from doing so. 

So when he made his way back to the beach to see how George was, he hid behind the shrubs when he caught sight of the tall British man walking down the shore alongside a woman who was a foot or two shorter than him. He gasped quietly, trying to grasp the scene in front of him. 

The McLaren driver did not like snitching, but his fingers acted faster than his brain did when he sent a message to someone. Or rather… some people.

Lando: The Prince is with a lady. I repeat, THE PRINCE IS WITH A SISTER!!

It didn’t take long for Carlos Sainz, Pierre Gasly and Alex Albon to arrive, leaning down at Lando’s level before the British man nudged his head towards the direction of the duo. Wordlessly, the three men looked at the walking figures. 

Then they took off, with Lando begging for them to come back and don’t do something stupid. But it was too late for that. 

“Oi, George!” Alex hollered, making the couple turn around with a frown, “I thought you were alone here?” 

“I was,” George said slowly, his face etched a look of confusion before it turned into a glare, “but the three of you obviously decided that I shouldn’t be anymore.” His glare said not to screw it up for him while Nora remained on his side, but the three weren’t about to let him win.

“Oh, hola,” Carlos said politely, putting on his trademark smile as he offered his hand to shake, “I’m Carlos. What’s your name, hermosa?” 

“Kara Eleanora,” she grinned charmingly before shaking his hand, “you’ve got quite the accent— are you from any other country, perhaps?”

“Spain,” Carlos grinned smugly at the boys. 

It only started there. Lando didn’t even want to replay their Wednesday after that first encounter with an Alessandro sister. Only wanting to replay the one that he had with the youngest one. 

The night seemed to end early for everyone. By the time the sun began to set, the Wolffs arrived on the island with Stevie, her newborn and Daniel’s best friend, Scotty and his wife Chloe Stroll. They arrived rather fashionably early than expected and truthfully, Lester and Danny were more than grateful.

Stevie had introduced Lottie Hamilton to everyone just as the model arrived. The baby was only 8-week old yet she already stole the hearts of the adults on the island. Danny and Lester spent their time around the baby with some of their nephews and nieces hanging around them, asking the adults if Lottie would race too– because Lina’s son Andrea would like to race like his Zio Daniel. 

The time seemed to pass by quickly, because the couple’s endless conversation with the Hamiltons lasted longer than expected. Daniel and Lester waved goodbye to the two before they got ready for dinner.

During the Alessandro-Ricciardo dinner, Lando took it upon himself to walk around the island. Had it been for the pathways made and lights outdoors, he probably would have gotten lost on his little adventure. It was during that time when he accidentally stumbled upon the villa where the dinner was occurring, and as always, he had accidentally listened in on the conversations shared between the family.

Meanwhile, the Alessandros sat on one side of the table and the Ricciardos on the other. The kids were occupied on their own table and had no intention of talking to the adults anytime soon. Daniel’s nephew, Isaac, had taken it upon himself to keep an eye on the little ones - to which Daniel thanked him and swiftly handed the child five euros and 20 Australian dollars, telling him not to tell his mother about the money. 

“I don’t know if this is like a coincidence but Mom’s name is Grace,” Daniel’s sister, Michelle, started, “and Lori’s mom is…”

“Grazia!” Lando heard Mateo’s laugh throughout the location followed by others as they laughed along. “And you know what, Michelle? Her maiden name is even funnier.”

“Oh no,” Lester laughed, “right, mio caro, remember what I told you about Mama?”

“The maiden name? Yeah, how can’t I,” Daniel snickered, “Mom, Mama’s maiden name is Riccardo.”

“Really?” Lando would pay to see the shocked look on Mr. and Mrs. Ricciardo’s face. “Is it really?”

“Sí,” Grazia responded, “my papa’s family business happens to be Siena’s famous local winery– La Vigna E La Cantina Di Riccardos. It’s been running for many decades now. The Riccardos are very famous in our town.” The Riccardos’ Vineyard and Winery.

“I would have gotten a deal to produce wine from their business with Lori’s uncle,” Daniel told them, “if she had told me in the beginning.”

“Am I just the means of your successful business, mio tasso?” Lori said. She hadn’t really needed to tell him that. She and her siblings did not have much connection with the winery, after all. Her mother, Grazia, worked there briefly and had earned enough in the place. She owned parts of the winery, of course, but there was only enough to do and enough money to earn in the place. So Lester didn’t feel the need to tell him about it if she’s not involved in the business.

“No,” Daniel shook his head and huffed, earning a giggle from Lori, “stop twisting my words around, love. You’re going to get me in trouble. I only mean that they have better… taste?”

“But we don’t have an I on our Riccardo,” Grazia chuckled, “that’s not confusing, no?”

“You’re an Alessandro,” Lester’s father, Giacomo Alessandro, laughed aloud, “you have not been a Riccardo for years.”

“Besides,” the eldest Alessandro sibling, Jacquelina – or Lina, piped up as she sipped on her sauvignon blanc, “We will only have one Ricciardo by the end of the week. Two– if you include Daniel himself.”

“I like that idea, Lina,” Daniel snapped his finger before he pointed at Lina excitedly, “thank you for reminding us. See? You don’t have to worry about many Riccardos with and without the letter I when it’ll just be me and Lori!”

“Give it a month or two, then there’ll be three of them,” Michelle said, while she wiggled her brows at the couple. The couple shared a look before laughing nervously, their reaction masked as amusement. 

“We’re just saying,” Nora clinked her glass with Michelle’s before sipping, “it would be very nice if the bambinos have a baby for a cousin.”

“We have Maris,” Lester shook her head in disbelief, “isn���t she adorable enough for a cousin?”

“Yeah but, I have heard Isaac and Isabella ask for a baby cousin,” Michelle suggested with a scheming smile. 

“I’ve been hearing it for more than I can count,” Michelle’s husband groaned, “it’s not like it’s easy to shoot a baby out of a woman, you know? It’s hard to explain to them that it takes a lot of work for that to happen.”

Unbeknownst to everyone, the couple had been trying. Nobody knew just yet, because they didn’t want to make a fuss out of it. It had taken a toll on Lester’s mental health, as well, but it wasn’t something that she spoke of aloud. Daniel had taken notice of it, and had immediately sat her down to have a conversation about the matter. She cried so hard that day.

The memories of negative results were still fresh for the bassist, if you were to ask her. She hated tossing out the pregnancy tests knowing that she had to tell Danny that she hadn’t done it. Everybody talks about the wonders of conceiving and pregnancy, but why didn’t they warn Lester about the disappointing and draining part of it? Clearly, they only advertised the positive side of it but provided very little support for those who kept on trying. 

Going to her gynecologist became a constant thing, and hiding it from Danny wasn’t easy. What was she supposed to do? She was already failing and she wasn’t even a mother yet. Daniel didn’t know how terrible it was until the day she declared that she was going to see an online therapist during her tour. He couldn’t even believe that his fiancée was suffering from this. He remained proud of her, still. He told her that they’ll find a way. He expressed his admiration for keeping a brave front throughout all of this – telling her that she would be the amazing mother bear that their kids would have.

The therapist wasn’t a secret to anyone, but trying to conceive a baby was. Danny wanted her to have the peace she deserved after those stupid pregnancy tests had failed her. He was upset himself, but Lester was the one blaming her own body for not doing the thing she expected it to do. He could only be there for her, trying and trying. He could only be there for the treatments that she may need, and for the worst things that could happen in the process.

Squeezing his hand below the table, Lester shot him a smile. I’m here for you.

He took notice of her smile and grinned back at her, squeezing her hand back. And I will always be here for you.

Lando was so caught up in his own little world that the only thing that brought him back to his senses was a smell of smoke coming from behind him. He turned around and nearly jumped and screamed, watching as the young adult peered at him with a suspicious look. She sat on the bench by the stone fountain, between her fingers was a lit cigarette.

“I know you had a crush on my sisters, but I did not think you would stoop this low,” she laughed quietly, taking a drag before exhaling sharply. 

“I’m not- not stalking,” Lando insisted before gesturing at the pavement, “‘m just walking around at night. Like a normal adventurer– do your sisters know you smoke?”

“They know that every once in a while I do,” she shrugged, her fingers reaching out to offer him the cigarette. Lando shook his head in insistence, not wanting to do that. “I don’t get stressed as often.”

“Yeah?” When she moved to one side, Lando took this as an invite and sat next to her. The smell of the cigarette reeked and Lando was sure his clothes would have the scent of smoke all over it by the time he leaves. “You must be living a chill life then.”

“Bwoaaa… I would not say so,” she wrinkled her brows as she thought of it. “My sisters are successful in life, and I am not– that stresses me out. Besides, you are the one to talk. You are doing what you love and you are making money out of it.”

“I’m sure you have something,” Lando shrugged.

“D’you put this much trust on people you meet, Norris?” She giggled, her accent slipping into a southern one after saying the first word. “Perhaps I have something. Who knows.”

Lando laughed quietly, “You know my name and you haven’t even told me yours. How unfair is that?”

“You’re a professional driver alongside my in-law,” she raised a brow, “you’re not exactly the private kind. Unless you have forgotten that you are famous?”

“I don’t like to brag about it,” Lando waved her comment off, “I prefer bragging about my trophies. Now, trophies– they always have me and my ego going. They show that I have something to prove. Fame is different– you can be famous and still be talentless.” 

“Honest,” she observed with a hum, "sei impressionante.” You are impressive. 

Lando might have understood, or he didn’t, but she didn’t care as she introduced herself, “Nicola Grazia.”

“Nee-ko-la Grat-zia,” Lando said slowly. 

“Or Pepsi,” she grinned, “Lina called me that first but Lo decided to keep it forever.”

“How– oh,” Lando paused, causing the Italian girl to nod and encourage him to speak, “Cola.”

“Yes,” she dropped the butt of her cigarette before stomping on it, killing the burning end of it. “Like Pepsi-Cola.” 

“Well, I’m Lando Norris,” he reintroduced himself, causing her to laugh heartily. “And- I think you’ve been an amazing company so far, Miss Alessandro.” 

“It’s nice to meet my sister’s own pet sewer rat,” Nicola joked, shaking his hand and pulling away. Lando pulled an unimpressed look as she continued, “Lo told me to call you that because she and Dan are the couple from Ratatouille. Do you know Linguini and Colette?”

“Yes,” he muttered in annoyance, reminding himself to give the two an earful tomorrow. 

“You are like their Remy,” Nicola smiled at him cheekily.

“I already got that when you called me a sewer rat,” Lando rolled his eyes.

“I’m jealous,” Nicola sighed before standing up, not even looking back at him as she said, “I’ve always wanted to travel with them for free. I should be their Remy.”

Lando stared at her as she disappeared from his sight, wondering what the hell did the youngest Alessandro sister tell him. He asked himself a lot of questions that night: Did she compare me to a rat AND called me a freeloader? Did I just try to shoot my shot with her by saying she was a good company and accidentally making it sound like I’m insinuating something else? 

She had already caught his attention and the couple just warned them not to try anything with any of Lori’s sisters. But maybe Lando would push his luck a little. 

What’re the chances of him being obliterated to the moon by Lester and Danny? Maybe if he tries hard enough, he’ll be able to get away a little.

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ethaneskin li abbiamo avvertiti (we warned them)

colabebe sono tutti ottusi così? (are they all dumb like that?)

landonorris ayo the prince is moving maaaad 😶‍🌫️

pierregasly which royal guard let the prince loose like that?? 🤣

oscarpiastri his royal highness really using that royal w, huh?

colabebe if i see any of these photos released in public, you'll lose your private acc privileges pierregasly landonorris oscarpiastri alex_albon

alex_albon why me??? i've kept my mouth shut since you came

pierregasly alex_albon hehe 😈🐶

colabebe that's strike one mr. gasly

pierregasly i'm sorry 🧎‍♂️

oscarpiastri i will honour your laws maam

landonorris yeah yeah whatever can you please accept george and carlos' follow requests already? thx

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Fun Fact I am affected by heavy synesthesia and decided to document a few silly things! When i read certain words / letters / numbers i see colors and taste things! As well as with listening to music i see visuals and taste things etc Feel free to ask questions i love answering!

Long post but basically i list brain associations so stuff under cut if you care to read

Anyway to the interesting stuff 😋😋

Color Flavors

🔴 - spicy and bitter with some sweetness. Makes my chest hurt

🟠 - Not sweet or sour it's like a uhh a snow cone

🟡 - frostingless sugar cookie

🟢 - butter

🔵 - steak

🟣 - those little mini cake things they have at weddings

⚫ - sweet and crunchy but has a dust residue like a handful sprinkles

⚪ - pineapple gummy bear

💗 - Walmart birthday cake

Colors / shapes i see when listening to artists

Lemon Demon - navy blue trapezoids and red triangles

Tally Hall - yellow circles and white diamonds

Will Wood - green squares and purple spiral circles (?)

Marina - pink bubbles and white sparkles

Lovejoy - light blue arrows facing downward

Penelope Scott - black semicircles

Mitski - slate colored trapezoids

TV Girl - gray rectangle

Weezer - green boing boing dog toy idk how to describe it

TMBG - orange semicircle really stretched

Oingo Boingo - green circles

Letter and Number Color Associations

A🔴 B🔵 C🟡 D🟢 E🟡 F🔴 G🟤 H🟤 I🔵 J🟣 K🟣 L🟣 M🟤 N🔵 O🔵 P🟣 Q⚫ R🔴 S🟡 T🟣 U🟣 V🔵 W🟣 X⚫ Y⚪ Z🔵 0⚪ 1🔵 2🟢 🟡 4🟡 5🔴 6🟢 7🔵 8⚫ 9🔴 10⚫

Day of the week Equations

10 x 0 = Sunday, 100 - 46 = Monday, 25 - 11 = Tuesday, 4 x 4 = Wednesday, 7 x 7 = Thursday, 5 x 5 is Friday, 10 x 5 = Saturday

Day of the Week Colors

Monday is Black Tuesday is dark blue Wednesday is dark green Thursday is dark purple Friday is yellow Saturday is lavender and Sunday is gray I don't make the rules

School Subject Colors

Math is red, Science is green, social studies is blue, literature / English is purple, art is also green

Number Flavors

0 - the chemicals you blow bubbles with when you accidentally get it in your mouth

1 - plain cracker you get in restaurant baskets

2 - gummy worm that's really old

3 - Doritos

4 - hamburger

5 - giant hot apple left in the sun 2 hours

6 - green apple

7 - steak fajita

8 - grape juice

9 - Hot Dog

10 - seat belt

Smells and Tastes regarding Music

Lemon Demon - lavender candle smell, taste like burger

Tally Hall - rusting Metal smell, taste like cold butter just taken out of the fridge

Will Wood - old church carpet smell, tastes like communion wine

Marina - tropical car refreshener smell, taste like putting a pen in your mouth

Lovejoy - smells like sea salt, tastes like sea salt chocolate

Penelope Scott - smells like rotting wood, tastes like Coca Cola

Mitski - smells like soap, tastes like Christmas cookies

TV Girl - smells like perfume drowning out body odor, tastes like ham sandwich that got ketchup on it

Weezer - smells like hamburger, taste like banana

TMBG - smells like antique store, taste like Olive Garden bread

Oingo Boingo - smells like barbecue, tastes like those big ass erasers people would poke with their pencils in elementary school

Misc

My Name - smells like vanilla perfume from bed bath and bodyworks, tastes like cheese pizza, is the color gold

Five Nights at Freddys - smells like cigarettes, tastes like burger (WHY DOES EVERYTHING TASTE/SMELL LIKE BURGER), is the color purple

Electric Dreams 1984 - smell like a city in Mississippi i went to 7 years ago, taste like red velvet cake, is the color hot pink

The number 999 tastes like watermelon

Pinterest app smells like nail polish and popcorn

Spotify taste like Gatorade

[beardedmrbean]

Is it just me that thinks there's something fishy as hell with e-cigarette bans ?

I've never smoked or vaped in my life, but every time I hear about a new vaping ban it's always the same thing, "vaping is harmful" and "kids are using it as a gateway drug to real cigarettes". And considering the studies linked always list deaths in the hundreds, compared to millions of deaths from tobacco every year, it just seems like flimsy evidence to me.

Seems like the best thing to do would be to ban tobacco then, but unlike vaping bans where half the world has already completely banned them, the strictest smoking laws I've seen only restrict smoking indoors and outside some public spaces. As far as I know, no country has completely banned cigarettes.

Idk, it just feels like we're seeing corruption happen right in front of our eyes.

We're always seeing corruption happen right in front of our eyes, just might not be identifying it when we do.

E-Cigarette thing is a weird one though, popped up a thing from the UK yesterday handing them out resulted in a 50% increase in people successfully quitting smoking,

Giving out free vapes in A&E helped to double the number of people that quit smoking cigarettes, a trial has found.

Even more my bad, nearly 24% that got the vape starter pack and referral to quitting service did so.

Then there's China that has a state monopoly on cigarettes so they encourage people to smoke, but not directly.

For states and such it'll be a hit on the tax revenue that it will take a while to see reverse, but it eventually will start saving the place money in lower hospital and healthcare so encouraging not smoking is the long run winner, people don't think that way lately for some reason.

The bans on them are weird, yes zoomers were on their way to beating the addiction to nicotine until they made it taste like mango.

All that said the only significant number of deaths or injuries I've seen coming from vapes is from people that get the bootleg juice for them that some dude over on the corner makes and sells cheaper than that stuff you get at the shop and he doesn't check ID's either.

And that's already illegal.

As far as I know, no country has completely banned cigarettes.

New Zealand Scraps World's First Generational Smoking Ban

Dang it they were going to be my GO-TO for this, anyone born this century was too young to buy cigarettes was the law, not shocked it got scrapped even in not the US there's still people that believe in the freedom to live your life as you choose and enough of them to get in the way of a law like that.

Big tobacco in the US has managed to diversify enough that they don't need to fight vaping, since they're making money off of it, vape thing if there's a conspiracy it's probably people that just have no clue and think the posts they see on facebook about a kid who's lungs looked to be full of silicone from vaping either actually happened or is the normal result of vaping or both.

As far as things that shouldn't be banned go, vape stuff is pretty high up there and the benefits outweigh the risks a whole lot in the long run.

At least provide they don't find out in 25 years that it alters your DNA and will cause a 2nd head to grow out of your shoulder and now we've got a whole lot of new contestants for the Zaphod Beeblebrox lookalike competition.

Which would be weird.

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Some more facts about Taisiya:

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Tasya sometimes keeps an eye on her siblings, so she has a notebook with a schedule of their typical day and what they like

— Today Miss Lux went with Mr. Merciless to Mr. Cross’s bakery, I think they really like to be there, I’ll have to buy a bun there for Miss Lux’s birthday!

She loves to chew all kinds of vegetation and drink juice from flowers

— Acacia flowers are so delicious! I'll have to go pick some more! I wonder if Callisto will like their taste? What about Pallete?

Taisiya keeps a diary where she notes everything about the plants she knows about, even the taste and whether it is poisonous

— It turns out that wild poppies are different from decorative ones, because of wild ones it becomes very calm and you want to sleep, I slept almost the whole day

Tasya was poisoned several times because of different flowers

— Dandelions are very insidious, their “milk” is very tasty and whets the appetite, but it also turns out to be poisonous, I still remember how I turned inside out then, bue...

She grows different flowers in her room on the windowsill; before there were tomatoes instead of flowers.

— Tomatoes are very tasty, but they grow too much, so now I grow flowers, I then give them to Miss Ink, Miss Lux, Miss Killer and Miss Artemis

A lover of plush toys, all her plush toys are on her bed, no matter old or new, they are all on the bed

— If I sleep with only some of the toys, the others will be offended! They also have feelings!

Tasya is quite obedient, if you tell her to stand still, she will stand there until she is allowed to go

— Miss Lux asked me to sit in the room, a week later brother Callisto released me and told me not to sit in the room for so long anymore, I didn’t tell him that it was miss Lux who asked me

Taisiya has a sensitive sense of smell; she can become ill due to a bright or intense odor, such as perfume or cigarettes, so she avoids places with such strong odors

— I don’t like the church, it stinks very much, the smell makes me dizzy and sleepy...

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E. L. A. by @anotherrosesthatfell

E. L. A. Cutemis by @itzcherrybonbon \ @abloomingsunflower