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enjol--taire · 1 year ago
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emoest-of-simps · 1 year ago
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vogelmeister · 9 months ago
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been feeling mixed on some of my friends recently
#i love them but im gonna explain#i don’t want this to boil over like the twins did#but one of my friends i feel so cast off sometimes#i get it bc shes full time adult job employed now#in healthcare no less#but im just getting fully annoyed at her lack of availability and it makes me sad#im getting even sadder actually bc she also always seems to have time to hang with her uni friends whuch hurts#like im like okay i know you have this from 6-7 so how about we meet for dinner at 7:30 bc i wanna see you casually and she says no#and i think i really need to talk to her bc it makes me sad and then i feel slapped in the face#even on nights out we always have to go home early. which my friend basically said:#i think in future if you wanna go home you can but others shouldn’t have to too#bc my other friend got so sad she was forced to come back early and i was like yea i would have liked to have sat at manly with yall#bc i feel we don’t do this any more#i honestly think it’s better to just let her figure it out and go#i don’t want me to sweep so much shit under the rug until i despise her#bc i know this isn’t her fault i just wish she would let loose or make an effort#my other situation is my childhood best friend#i love her a lot she’s amazing. but but but. sometimes i feel she can be too protective of me.#it comes from a place of knowing me for so long#and i do trust her opinions on people who i surround myself with bc she fucking hated those twins#but sometimes i feel she has been treating me differently since my neurodivergence diagnosis#even with a certain high school friend she held this dislike even when i said she was not like the twins#bc she was hanging out with the twins at the 21st#like this girl was also having her issues with the twins and was the person in the firing line of the breakup#even when i was in nl she was so worried about me and its nice to have her have my back#bc after that guy kissed me directly on the lips she suddenly became concerned about ppl taking advantage of me#and its like to me great she cares but also i did in fact learn from it#but she gets super defensive when ppl take advantage of me and i just wanna her to step back#i just feel sometimes i don’t need her feeling like she needs to protect me or that i need to hang neurodivergence up like a flag#idk its a lot. thank u for listening
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an-ivy-covered-summer · 2 years ago
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lots of people reblogging and liking my adley rutschman lack of content post, and yet the amount of content i keep seeing is zero. smh.
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newsbites · 2 years ago
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News from NL, Canada, 23 June.
Seven collective agreements between the provincial government and the Canadian Union of Public Employees (CUPE) have been ratified with a two per cent wage increase each year for four years.
The agreements include increases in travel provisions, flexibility for employees to substitute a statutory holiday, and improved maternity and family-violence leave.
The agreements cover workers in hospital support, school boards, libraries, group homes and transition houses, and the NL Housing Corporation.
2. A fire broke out at Harbour View Apartments on Brazil Street in downtown St. John's, causing significant damage to the fourth floor.
The St. John's Regional Fire Department quickly contained the blaze, but one person was taken to the hospital and 18 others were displaced.
The Canadian Red Cross is providing temporary shelter for the displaced residents, but it's unclear when they will be able to return home.
3. Debris consistent with a "catastrophic implosion" has been located in the search for the missing OceanGate Titan submersible and its crew, leaving little hope for recovery.
Questions have been raised about the safety of the submersible and the regulation of extreme tourism.
The support and logistics team involved in the OceanGate expedition are expressing their condolences and gratitude for the efforts of the crews who worked tirelessly on the search and rescue effort.
4. Porter Airlines is launching a new route between St. John’s and Toronto Pearson International from September 7 with one daily roundtrip flight.
The new route will connect Porter’s east coast network to the west via a Toronto connection including Vancouver, Edmonton, Calgary, and Winnipeg.
Introductory roundtrip fees for the new route start at just shy of $400.
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stillcoldstilltrying · 2 years ago
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i be like omg i this person seems cool i might like them romantically someday and then they show one sign of liking me back and im like "oh i see u want me for my body >:[ " what is wrong w me
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lain-at-the-gay-bar · 2 years ago
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Lucky you should go to ireland
i want to !!! i even tried to get a job sigh... and i hate jobs.......
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23victoria · 5 days ago
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Cuntiltons pt.2
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Y/N L/N and Lewis Hamilton are both wearing the color red, although different shades, today ahead of today’s Free Practice 1-2!! A sneak peek into the future as Lewis has signed a multi-year contract for Ferrari making history! Are you guys ready to officially see Lewis is red! Let us know below!!
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The air at the track is buzzing with excitement as you and Lewis arrive together, stepping out of the sleek black Mercedes. Cameras flash, and fans cheer loudly when they spot you both. Dressed in a perfectly tailored outfit that screams elegance and confidence, you’re every bit the superstar they expect to see. As you walk hand-in-hand with Lewis, fans call out for photos.
“Y/N, can we get a picture?” a young fan asks shyly, holding out her phone.
You stop and kneel slightly to her height, flashing her a warm smile. “Of course, sweetheart. What’s your name?”
“Lila,” she says, blushing as you take the selfie with her.
“Beautiful name, Lila. Thanks for saying hi,” you tell her. Then another fan approaches, this time gushing, “I just saw your new movie last week, and I loved it so much! You were incredible.”
You laugh softly, reaching out to lightly touch their arm. “Thank you so much! You’ve just made my day. And I have to say, your outfit is killing it. Love the style!”
The fan grins, and you both exchange a quick selfie before you turn back to Lewis, who’s watching the interaction with an affectionate smile. “You know, if I didn’t have you to myself, I think the fans would keep you here all day,” he teases, wrapping an arm around your waist as the two of you walk toward the paddock.
“Can you blame them?” you joke, giving him a playful nudge. “Besides, it’s nice to feel the love.”
⋆。°✩₊☾₊✩°。⋆ ⋆。°✩₊☾₊✩°。⋆
Later, you’re lounging in Lewis’s motorhome, flipping through your phone as he stretches out beside you, sipping a smoothie. It’s a rare moment of calm before the chaos of the race weekend. “So, how are you feeling about today?” you ask him, resting your head on his shoulder.
“Confident,” he replies, placing his hand over yours. “But having you here makes it ten times better. You’re like my lucky charm.”
You smile, about to respond, when your phone suddenly starts buzzing nonstop. Confused, you glance at the notifications piling in. Moments later, Lewis’s phone starts ringing too. “What the hell is going on?” you mutter, opening Twitter as Lewis answers the call.
Your jaw tightens as you scroll through a clip of Christian Horner’s latest press conference, where a reporter asked about you and Lewis’s presence at the track after a tough qualifying session.
“Well, actually, no,” Horner had said with a smirk. “If anything, it’s distracting. She walks around like she owns the place, and frankly, I don’t think her presence does much for the sport. I mean, she’s supposed to be a model, but I’ve never even seen her on a runway. Maybe if she focused on her job, she’d be less of a distraction for everyone else.”
You stare at the screen in disbelief as Lewis ends his call, already fuming. “That fucking prick,” he growls, pacing the room. “Who the hell does he think he is, talking about you like that?”
You laugh dryly, shrugging it off. “Please, that’s embarrassing for him. I don’t even think about him, let alone mention his name. It’s giving desperate, isn’t it?”
Lewis pauses, his face softening as he looks at you. “Still, love, he had no right to say that. You’re ten times the star he’ll ever be.”
You kiss his cheek, trying to lighten the mood. “Baby, don’t let it ruin your focus. He’s not worth it.”
He nods, but his jaw remains tight. “I’m going to get ready for FP1 and FP2. I’ll deal with this later,” he says, heading off to change into his race gear.
⋆。°✩₊☾₊✩°。⋆ ⋆。°✩₊☾₊✩°。⋆
During Free Practice 1 and 2, the topic of Christian’s comments dominates the paddock. Reporters approach drivers for their thoughts.
George, ever the diplomat, shakes his head. “I think Christian’s got it all wrong. Y/N is an incredible presence here. She’s a huge inspiration and brings more attention to the sport, not less.”
Lando laughs when asked. “Are you kidding? Y/N’s literally an icon. If anything, she makes the paddock cooler just by being here. Christian’s just jealous he doesn’t have her supporting his team.”
Charles adds his perspective, speaking with quiet conviction. “I don’t agree with Christian at all. I’ve seen Y/N on the runway—she’s a star in every sense of the word. And she and Lewis together? That’s something special. They bring so much positivity.”
Carlos chuckles. “Come on, have you seen Y/N? Everyone loves her. Christian’s comments are just... I don’t know, misplaced. She’s amazing.”
But it’s Yuki who surprises everyone with his bluntness. “Christian said that? That’s ridiculous. Y/N brings more fans to F1 than he does. Maybe he should focus on his own team instead of insulting people.”
Finally, Lewis takes his turn with the press. When asked about Christian’s remarks, his expression hardens. “That’s a ridiculous take,” he says firmly. “Y/N is one of the most successful people in the world. She’s not just a model or an actress—she’s an icon. And maybe the reason Christian hasn’t seen her on a runway is that he can’t afford a seat or doesn’t get invited to those kinds of events.”
The reporters laugh nervously as Lewis finishes, walking off without another word.
As you and Lewis prepare to leave the paddock, reporters swarm you. One steps forward, asking directly, “Y/N, do you have any response to Christian Horner’s comments?”
You pause, glancing at Lewis, who gives you a reassuring nod. Turning back to the cameras, you smile sweetly before delivering your response.
“Well, first of all, I want to thank everyone who defended me today. You’ve all been amazing—especially Lewis.” You squeeze his hand before continuing, your tone sharp now. “As for Christian… let’s be honest, his comments say a lot more about him than they do about me. It’s embarrassing, really. I don’t think about him, I don’t talk about him, and I certainly don’t care about his opinions.”
You pause for dramatic effect, tilting your head. “Maybe instead of worrying about me, Christian should focus on those sexual assault allegations against him. Seems like a better use of his time, don’t you think?”
The crowd goes silent, stunned by your boldness. A few reporters gape openly, while others scramble to jot down your words. Beside you, Lewis mutters, “Oh, shit,” before bursting into laughter.
You smile, turning to walk away but not before adding one final line. “I’ll be waiting for my apology, Christian. Much love, everyone. Have a great day!”
As you stride off, Lewis catches up to you, still laughing. “That was hot of you, love,” he says, pulling you close. “Remind me never to get on your bad side.”
You smirk, leaning into him. “Don’t worry, baby. You’re my favorite.”
He kisses your temple as the two of you leave the paddock, hand in hand, ready to let the world talk.
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youreverydayfangirl · 1 month ago
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THIS IS WHY WE CANT HAVE NICE THINGS
pairing: max verstappen x singer reader
summary: the one in the wake of reputation, people begin to forget and a new story is written
warning: ill come back to it (i didn't but theirs nothing just vague mentions of past mental health issues and online hate)
a/n: only one more part :(
face claim: sabrina carpenter
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The atmosphere of the set was buzzing with energy, y/n sitting in the directors set as she watched the chaos in front of her unfold. Her makeup artist was adding the final bits of eyeshadow to her smokey eye as y/n rewatched some old takes of a scene. Max watched, slightly awkwardly, from the side, a soft smile on his face, his reflection expressing awe.
From the corner of her eye Y/n could see him staring at her and turned to face him with a playful smirk, "How do I look?"
"Like your about to break the internet." Max said, a little smirk on his face though his eyes shone with pride.
She rolled her eyes, laughing. "You say that every time."
"Because it’s true every time," Max shot back, his grin widening.
As she went to get up Max kissed her shoulder quickly before letting her get to work. She laughed slightly at the simple display of affection before whispering in his ear, "You're my good luck charm, Verstappen." He watched as she ran off, intensely aware of the box that sat heavily in his pocket.
"Just don't forget me when you're topping the charts Schatje."
Before the cameras started rolling Y/n made eye contact with Max from the set, mouthing an I love you.
(this was set before they got engaged just an fyi)
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Y/n felt very secure, hidden away in her trailer which was only illuminated by the soft glow of fairly lights strung along the edges of her mirror. She lay on the couch going through her storyboard, Max on top of her, weight heavy. His head rested on her chest as his hand absentmindedly played with the hem of her top, occasionally pressing kissing against her stomach.
“Shouldn’t you be getting ready for your cameo, Mr. Superstar?” she teased, glancing down at him with a playful smirk.
Max grinned up at her, his eyes twinkling with a mischievous sparkle. “I am ready. My job is just to stand there and look good, right?”
“Pretty much,” Y/n quipped, running her fingers gently through his hair. “And don’t forget to smolder. That’s very important.”
Max chuckled, closing his eyes as he leaned into her touch. “I’ll smolder for you and only you, liefde.”
The door to the trailer creaked open, and y/ns assistant peeked in. “Y/n, five minutes to set.”
“Got it,” she replied, her fingers pausing briefly in Max’s hair. The PA disappeared, leaving them in their little bubble of quiet.
“You’re gonna kill it,” Max murmured, his voice soft but sure. He sat up, leaning forward to cup her face with both hands. “Every time I see you work, I fall for you all over again.”
Y/n’s cheeks flushed, and she let out a small laugh. “You’re ridiculous, you know that?”
“Ridiculously in love with you,” he replied, pressing a tender kiss to her forehead, then her nose, then her lips. “Now go show everyone why you’re the star.”
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y/nsfuturehusband HEY THATS NOT NICE!!!
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The soft hum of the TV filled the quiet apartment, but Y/n wasn’t really watching. She sat curled up on the couch, knees drawn to her chest, her fingers absentmindedly tugging at the loose threads of her hoodie. Her eyes were fixed on nothing in particular as her mind raced with negative thoughts and memories she wished she could forget.
Max walked in from the kitchen, holding two mugs of tea. His smile faded the second he noticed her expression. Setting the mugs down on the coffee table, he knelt in front of her, his hands gently covering hers to still their nervous movements.
“Liefde,” he said softly, his voice laced with concern, “what’s going on?”
She shook her head, biting her lip as tears welled up in her eyes. “I don’t even know how to explain it,” she whispered.
Max’s heart ached at the sight of her like this. He slid onto the couch beside her, wrapping his arms around her tightly, as if he could shield her from the ghosts of her past. “You don’t have to explain it,” he murmured. “You don’t have to do anything. Just let me be here for you.”
Y/n let out a shaky breath as she buried her face in his chest, her tears soaking into his shirt. “I hate feeling like this,” she admitted, her voice muffled. “Like I’m broken or something.”
“You’re not broken,” Max said firmly, pulling back just enough to tilt her chin up so she’d look at him. His blue eyes were filled with unwavering determination. “You’re strong, Y/n. Stronger than you know. What you’ve been through doesn’t define you. You’ve come so far, and I’m so proud of you for that.”
A small sob escaped her, and Max wiped a tear from her cheek with his thumb. “And when it feels too heavy,” he continued softly, “lean on me. You don’t have to carry it all by yourself. We’re a team, remember?”
She nodded, her grip on him tightening. “Thank you, Max. For always being here.”
He pressed a kiss to her temple, resting his cheek against her hair. “Always, liefde. You’re stuck with me.” He whispered softly, playing with the ring on her finger.
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MERRY CHRISTMAS I HOPE YOU ALL GOT SPOILT
ALSO PRAYING FOR MY SWIFTIES IN MOURNING THIS IS FOR YOU
Hey everyone, I just wanted to pop on her and say thank you for all of the support you guys have given me since I first posted this fic. As a writer it is something that's very difficult and vulnerable to put your work out their and for this series to receive as much positive attention as it has gotten is nothing short of remarkable. Sorry for how long its taken for me to get this part out but i've just been struggling with the motivation to write it more or less cause I haven't wanted this series to end but it needs to one way or another. This part marks the official end of the series although I still will write and publish thank you aimee at some point as a bonus chapter since it doesn't really fit into the main post category. I will also at some point post the insta and other snippets that I came up with that just couldn't fit into the main story line of this series. Its sad that this is over but their will be many more things to come. As a bonus note part of the reason why I haven't been super active is i've been working on my book (wrote 10K+ words last week) which i'm super excited about. Also (again IK) the first part of my charles series should be up tomorrow so check that one out if you want :). I've kind of made the decision that this series and the charles series (with a short lando series in the future) exist in the same universe so i can keep max and y/ns story existing in that one aswell (purely because i can't let this series go). The first part of the charles series will be up tomorrow so check that one out if you want. I love you all so much and will miss this series so much :(.
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katsurinssims · 4 months ago
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I was browsing T$R earlier this year and I came accross a few intimates sets that I really thought would find more use in my game as seperates than as fullbody, so after what was a lot longer than I expected for what seemed like a simple job, I have 60 underwear sets made by Simal and Confide seperated into tops and bottoms for you!
Bonus download under the cut 〰⤵
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The swatch is also included in the rar files for your enlarging convienience- everything is for AF and TF and either standalone or repo to AF. Admittedley I won't be using most of these sets for TF myself, I really just included them for completion's sake, aha. All are categorised as undies and PJs, sets 4, 13, 31, 32, 49, 51, 53, 55, and 59 are additionally categorised as swimwear. They all use maxis meshes and you will absolutley need the Separates4All mod to make these work (as they're not categorised in everyday). Fully compressorized, no meshes required, and they will pick up on your default meshes if you have them. All I did to the textures was edit them into seperates and remove jewellery, so all credits go to Simal and Confide for their original textures, which also means that the quality varies somewhat between sets.
Download Simal & Confide undies + swim seperates grab bag standalone
Download Simal & Confide undies + swim seperates grab bag repo to AF
Sets used (warning, T$R links incoming): Teen Intimates, Kawaii Undies, Kawaii Undies 2, Kawaii Undies 3, Kawaii Undies 4, Kawaii Undies 5, Kawaii For Teens, Kawaii For Teens - 2, Perfume, Silky, Vamos a la playa, Desires, Enchantement, Island, Whisper, Harmony, Valentine's set
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While I was taking the preview pic, I thought I'd make some Lingerie shop ads in the process for whatever point I would be making a community lot for which they may come in handy; I'm quite specific in what I like in a simlish poster so try to make my own wherever possible. I pinched a simlish text graphic from Helgatisha's Simlish graphics, and made three recolours of good ol' Grilled Cheese, and two of BG's Suspense. In the preview pic you can see a few repo'd meshes. Fully compressorized, no meshes needed but NL required for the Grilled Cheese recolours.
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VIV HI 👹✨️
Request 😍❤️
Think like an hidden boyfriend.
Idk how else to explain it
Reader is like a reporter maybe? Or WAG
And it is well know that she is dating one of the drivers. Here is the twist....
No one knows who the boyfriend is 👹🙏
So just imagine one day, one of the other girlfriends post a couple of pictures
The fans are interested in two of them.
One is where the reader is being held by on oc them driver. The person is clearly visible ( not the boyfriend they just like teasing lol)
Now the second is just the reader laying down on the deck with an arm wrapped rather protective over her ( like think hand on ass 👹👹) like nope this is mine,fuck off lol🙏👹
Now everyone is freaking out trying to figure who the boyfriend is and everyone has different reason for who it is
The end would be the reveal after they were found out in a picture (with consent) of these two making out (think damn near fucking)
You can choose who you want to be the boyfriend
Thinking either carlos, max or Oscar for the boyfriend and for the like the first picture lando/logan maybe??
I started this after complaining about how tired i was but Bianca I couldn't resist 😫
naw but i'm so proud of this one
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y/nl/n i love my job 🫶🫶
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username1 living the dream 😫😫
alex_albon can't believe you didn't interview me
y/nl/n was too busy sucking face with your girlfriend 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩
lilymhe mwah 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩
username2 who is she?
username3 username2 how do you not know Y/N?
username4 she's a reporter for Sky Sports F1 and Lando's best friend
username5 the dating rumours tho 👀👀
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y/nl/n ma homie
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username6 HOW DID YOU GET YOUR JOB I WANNA BE YOU SO BAD
georgerussell63 you're in the wrong garage
y/nl/n you're in the wrong team (kidding toto ily)
landonorris 💖💖
username7 LANDO?
username7 EXCUSE ME?
username8 he's really fuelling those rumours 😂
y/nl/n landonorris you know what you're doing 😠
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y/nl/n team papaya 4eva 🧡
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mclaren absolute queen
y/nl/n admin ily
lilymhe i am in AWE of you 😩
y/nl/n says you 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩
landonorris my favourite girl 💕
y/nl/n your only girl? 🤧🤧
username9 they're dating
username10 i can't TAKE it anymore just tell us PLEASE 😭
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y/nl/n love ya lan
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username11 naw this is a hard launch
username12 they've been friends for years so...
username13 this was not on my 2023 bingo card
username14 ILY GUYS this is so cute 💖💖💖💘💘💘💘💓💓💗💗💗💗💗💓💓💕💕💕💖💘💘💘💕❤❤♥♥♥♥❣❣💖💖❤❤❤❤❤
username15 literally no other drivers are commenting 👀👀
username16 yeah this is sus
username17 i don't trust either of you 😭
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y/nl/n switching sides
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landonorris 😔😔
mclaren we miss you y/n! 😭😭
y/nl/n i miss you too admin 😭
username18 WHAT
username18 DOES
username18 THIS
username18 MEAN
scuderiaferrari welcome y/n! ❤
y/nl/n officially a tifosi now
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y/nl/n mwah
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landonorris we lost her 😔
y/nl/n shut up you muppet
username19 THE SOFT LAUNCH?
username20 i mean we all knew she was dating a driver but WHO IS IT?
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y/nl/n 😈😈😈😈
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carlossainz55 😈😈😈😈
username21 THE GLOVES
username22 THE GLOVES
username23 THE GLOVES
charles_leclerc you guys are disgusting
y/nl/n *disgustingly cute
landonorris so i don't have to keep it secret now?
y/nl/n you are released from your duties
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y/nl/n love a man in red ❣
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carlossainz55 passenger princess
username24 why does it shock me that carlos knows that phrase?
y/nl/n idk he's the real passenger princess here 👸👸
username25 girlies we lost him 😔
username26 girlies we lost HER 😔
landonorris he is babygirl 🥰🥰🥰
y/nl/n 🤺🤺
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carlossainz55 mía 💖
mine 💖
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y/nl/n te amo ❤
carlossainz55 Te quiero más ❤
landonorris 📷📷??
y/nl/n back off bitch
lilymhe you stole my girlfriend 😠
y/nl/n he's just my side piece babygirl, dw 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩
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“it’s late, come back to bed.”
PROMPT CELLY GO BRRRRRRRRR. thank u for requesting this one (forever ago) bestie!!!! 💓🤩👯‍♀️
new light: space and time
rafe x reader, part of the 2k prompt celly for new light (masterlist if ur not up on NL). we’re back in the present!
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A stubborn knot about the size of a fist had settled into place at the top of Rafe’s spine slowly over the last few weeks, right in between his often-taught shoulder blades.
He guesses it was during the late nights like these that it began to form, when he’s hunched over his sketching table in the garage lit only by the warm lightbulb in the work lamp over his head—drawing and erasing and scrapping to start over again and again. Or when he’s on his laptop tinkering with his website or any of the platforms he uses for invoicing and processing orders, easily his least favorite part of all of this, until his eyes are irritated and red.
Though it’s certainly not made better by the other half of his day, where he’s hunched over or crouching under his projects as he brings them to life, doubting himself the entire time, twisting himself into weird angles just to make sure everything holds and looks how he pictured it. But at least he likes that part.
A hand, holding a warmth that Rafe can feel through the cotton of his long-sleeve t-shirt, settles directly into place over that knot at the top of his spine, and he feels himself take a deep, steadying breath as he leans back into your touch.
“What’s this, baby, the built-ins?” you ask, your voice softer in these midnight hours.
“Yeah,” Rafe sighs, immediately rubbing his hands into his eyes, his knuckles turning his vision bleary momentarily. “For Beau’s friend.”
“Mmm,” you hum, slightly digging the heel of your palm into his back. Rafe lets out a groan. “There?”
“Right there,” he confirms, letting his head drop back gratefully, accepting a few sleepy kisses once he goes.
You place your other hand on his shoulder for some leverage, leaning over him to peer at his catastrophe of a workstation. “I thought you’d already gone over the sketches with them?”
“I did,” he says. “But they go in tomorrow.”
“Right,” you nod, scrutinizing them again, looking to see if they’d changed at all. “I remember.”
“So I’m just making sure—” Rafe stops momentarily, letting out a hiss. “Careful, baby.”
The pressure on his back eases immediately, and you take to rubbing your hand across the span of his shoulders instead. “Sorry. What were you saying?”
“I’m just making sure I have everything down,” he continues, leaning forward again. “I wanna know my stuff before I head in.”
“What if I quiz you? On measurements and colors and finishes and—”
“I appreciate the enthusiasm,” he interjects, his smile rivaling yours when you finally settle into his lap like he’d been angling for you to since he heard the garage door open and knew he’d be getting that reprieve from the mess inside his head. “But it doesn’t really work like that, sweetheart.”
You roll your eyes, snaking your arms around his neck anyway, the pads of your fingers rubbing circular motions into his trouble spot again. “Then how else can I get you to come back to bed?”
Guilt settles into Rafe’s stomach like a rock, the soreness in his back momentarily forgotten as he sees the plea in your eyes. “I swear I’ll be up soon.”
“Rafe, it’s late.”
“Coming from you,” he retorts, virtually no bite behind his words. Because as Rafe had left Beau’s company months ago and only since then become more entrenched in his new job, in starting his own business, you’d seamlessly settled in at your job at the publishing house, not overworking yourself nearly as much as the two of you used to argue about. Still more than Rafe would ever prefer, naturally, but he’s not sure he has room to talk anymore.
“We’re turning into perfect little Figure 8 capitalists right on schedule, aren’t we?” you say, wiggling around in his lap in a way he isn’t convinced isn’t a punishment for abandoning his side of the bed a few hours ago.
You lean forward, grabbing one of the pencils Rafe had discarded and tapping it on your chin while he checks his watch, feeling his eyes widen.
“God, I’m turning into my dad.”
“No you’re not,” you laugh, still leaning out of his reach as you seem to start writing something in one the margins. You pause, pointing the pencil at the long-cold cup of coffee next to his pencil cup. “Unless there’s secretly liquor in your decaf over there. You know decaf still has caffeine in it, right?”
At Rafe’s silence, you turn to him with your eyebrows raised, the pencil dropping out of your hand and clattering onto the table.
“Like… trace amounts, right?” he asks sheepishly.
“My sweet, sweet boy,” you sigh, running your fingers through the hair on top of Rafe’s head that’s really beginning to need a cut.
“Probably need it,” he shrugs. “I’ll only be up a little while longer though. Promise.”
“You’re really worried about this one, aren’t you?” you ask him softly, some of the mirth fading in your eyes as you trace a finger around the shell of his ear.
“It’s Beau’s friend, baby, I… these guys could have anyone working on their houses. And Beau was really good to me about quitting. I just wanna nail this one and be done with it,” Rafe admits.
He doesn’t tack on the bit about how this feels like one of his first big tests; his first custom, built-in piece period, outside of the ones he’s made for his most forgiving audience, his sisters and you. Because it’s one thing to make a piece for a friend of a friend of a friend, or even to sell one in a store where someone can see it and touch it and decide that they hate it before they have to commit. But it’s another to have someone counting on him to deliver exactly what they envision, let alone someone who could be Rafe’s foot in the door to a wealth of opportunities. He wants to be done with it at this point, sure, but he doesn’t want it to be the end of this road.
“Exactly,” you say, shrugging. “They could have anyone. And I love you, Rafe, but I mean literally anyone else. But your designs are good. Really good. And your craftsmanship is impeccable. They want you.”
He feels his cheeks heating up, and knows it’s showing based on the twinkle in your eye. “You’re an expert in furniture and carpentry now, are you?”
“I am, because I’ve now lived in two Pinterest-level apartments without ever having to hire a contractor. And I’m a picky bitch,” you say, laughing around the last bit.
“You are not,” Rafe laughs. “And half of that is your decorating. Maybe 70, 75%.”
“Your modestly will never not exhaust me,” you declare, smacking one last kiss onto his lips before standing up. “You’re gonna be fine tomorrow, alright? But you’ve got to get some sleep.”
“Ten minutes?” he pleads.
“I will generously give you ten seconds instead. It’s your lucky day,” you say, shuffling toward the doorway back into the house, where two curious dogs await your return.
“Thanks,” he answers sarcastically, before standing to check everything over one last time. These guys could have anyone, he tells himself. They chose him.
He’s gathering his pencils to deposit back into the cup, just about to reach over his head and turn off his work lamp for the night when he sees it, what you’d been scribbling into the margin on one of his designs: you got this RC. hurry home!
At just the same moment that he’s he’s tracing over your loopy “y” and the heart you’d finished your note off with, you call out his name from the doorway, his family waiting for him.
You give him a saccharine-sweet smile, your arms crossed over your chest. “I wasn’t asking.”
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job interview in 1 hour , i' m so cooked
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Insta Hockey AU | x Reader
AU: You grew up with The Hughes boys as their neighbour and the fact your dad coached Jack’s PeeWee team, making you bestfriends. And by some luck the year The Hughes were supposedly leaving you to move to Michigan for Jack to join Team USA, your dad gets a call about an assistant coaching job for Team USA. Thus moving to Michigan and becoming an honorary member and best friend of the Team USA boys and attending Umich
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FROM TREVOR AND Y/NS LATEST POST OMG TEAM ZEGRAS WINS
user4 TEAM TREVOR SINCE DAY 1
user2 stopp theyre so cute but i would of bet all my money on team jack 😭
user7 i dunno if i wanna celebrate or cry
user5 PROCESSING THIS WHAT
user3 bare minimum but i find it so cute he launched them first 🥹
user8 brb i need to cry bc this feels like a rom com “after years of unknowingly pinningafter eachother they finally get together”
user1 STOP THATS SO CUTE
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newsbites · 2 years ago
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The NL Federation of Labour is joining forces with CUPE and a number of local groups to advocate for accessible child care.
President Jessica McCormick made the announcement during CUPE’s annual convention at the Delta Hotel.
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Rushal ending up being loyal to Sevatar and the NL legion makes sense. Brutal torture (and probably a whole lotta brainwashing) will do that to a person. People who went through abuse and didn’t get any treatment for it will very likely get attached to their abuser, and even support them sometimes.
But if he gets attached to you? (and my brain has already cooked up an idea on how that could possibly happen. So just hear me out).
Let’s say that you’re a serf belonging to the Night Lords, and your duties consist of cleaning the areas where the higher ranking astartes live. For serfs belonging to other chapters this would be seen as a privilege, but here? Not so much. Nobody wants this type of job, it’s too risky, you’re one wrong move away from being turned into a flayed plaything for one of your lords. But when a serf of higher rank promoted you to it (probably to escape getting the job himself) it was inescapable, the life fate handed you didn’t allot you any complaints. So you decided to accept this “gift” instead of risking possible death via whip.
And you could say that you were good at it. You stayed quiet and unnoticeable, your hands never spilled what you were carrying, and even in your throes of fear you managed to keep a boring enough facade that the Night Lord threatening you lost interest. Otherwise what you did could be easily described as dull, because once you got over the sight of human remains, all the job really consisted of was nonstop cleaning till you heard the sound of heavy footsteps and ran back to the serfs quarters as stealthily as possible.
The monotony changed however, when you heard a rumour of a new astartes joining the higher ranks. Through the chatter of your fellow serfs you found out that he used to be a Raven Guard. Which… surprised you. Before the heresy started you had heard from past friends who worked with other chapters that the Raven Guard, while similar in appearance, weren’t as monstrous or sadistic as your masters. Some even called them “kind”.
You wondered if that’s even possible. And if it is, then how could someone like that join the Night Lords?
A few days later you were mopping some grand hallway. Well, it must have been grand in the past, now it’s just covered in gore. But any cleanup you were doing stopped abruptly. You weren’t alone in this place. A familiar terror ran through your body, a space marine was watching you. And so you sat there, trying to seem as small as possible in hopes that he would eventually go away. After what felt like hours you considered the option that maybe you were just tired and your mind was conjuring things that weren’t there, and it didn’t feel like a Night Lord, so what harm could be done if you just turned around and-
You saw him. But despite his pallid complexion and large black eyes you didn’t recognise him, so it must be the new Raven Guard then, you thought. After which you realised that you had been staring at him for far too long, and bowed apologetically. But it was as if he didn’t seem to notice, instead wordlessly beckoning you somewhere with a gesture of his gauntlet covered hand. Which you followed, it would have been far more foolish of you to deny the request of one of your masters than to simply do as they said. So as he lead to down some dark corridors and right into his quarters you tried to think as positively as you could. Maybe the people you once knew were right? Maybe he won’t torture or kill you? Maybe he truly is as kind as they claimed his kin to be.
His request was simple, he sat down on his bed and gestured for you to take off his power armour. The higher up serfs taught you the basics behind it just in case a scenario like that ever came up, even if you truly hoped it didn’t. Being that close to an astartes put your life on the line, and if one tiny armour piece got broken you’d be just another blood splatter on the wall. But from what you saw he didn’t seem to mind, most of the time he wasn’t even focused on you, preferring to stare off into the distance. But when he did look down you chose to smile at him, risky yes, but deep within your heart you hoped that he wasn’t as bloodthirsty as his cousins. Once you took off the armour it felt as if you were done, until you saw him fumbling with the zipper on his neck. The dirt and armour oil made the glove parts of his bodysuit far too slippery to grip that small bit of metal. So with a mumble of wanting to help you put your hands on his neck, reaching to grab the zipper of the suit-
You hear a sharp intake of breath when he flinched away from you, if you weren’t so close to him you wouldn’t have even noticed it. And in his eyes you briefly saw… fear? No, not fear. That’s stupid, astartes can’t feel that, you must have just been projecting. And you’re sure you were right when he leaned back towards you with that usual tired expression. What did surprise you though, is what you see when you take off the top part of the bodysuit. He’s littered with scars, some healed, most not.
And you get the bright (and very impulsive) idea on how to stay on his good side.
You take out a pretty large jar of antibiotic cream from your robes, you used it after each day of work to make sure you didn’t get an infection. And while you knew that space marines didn’t work that way. The frightened-friendly way you spoke seemed to convince him into letting you apply it on him, sitting silently as you massaged it into the skin of his arms, torso and face. After which he stood up from his bed and unlocked the door, silently letting you go.
For you the interaction was.. confusing. He didn’t hurt you, but he was also incredibly strange. You hoped that whatever good reputation you built up with him was worth wasting half of your antibiotics on.
For him it was the first show of genuine kindness he’s felt in such a long time. In his surprise at your smiles and soft touches he managed to let you go.
How foolish of him.
But don’t fret, dear. He’ll find you soon. And he won’t be letting you go this time.
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y'all put so many tasty treats in my ask box, you all know exactly how to manipulate me into making stuff XD
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