#thank you manon!! ❤️

[zorlok-if]

YOU ARE FREE FROM FINALS HELL!!! ENJOY THE BREAK

THANK YOU

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[lamoree-rody]

…. Rody..? I am alive yet

Please don’t work your self out for me? *Manon says that in worried yet desperate way*

(Every Rody I see I talk to him 😭)

That voice- it was really her!

"Manon-!" Rody exclaimed excitedly, relieved to finally hear her voice again, to know she was safe.

"Don't worry yourself about me, mon amour. I'm doing fine! H-how are you?" His mind was swirling with things he wished to say to her.

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[landograndprix]

╰┈➤ ❝ desire us • l.n ❞ ii

part one - part three

➪ life changed after you decided to go through it as a single woman, offering your daughter the best life she deserves, focusing on work, friends and family but damn, that guy.

➪ your friends are up to no good while you make another life changing decision.

➪ mom!reader x dad!Charles (platonic) x lando

➪ you really thought i was gonna keep my babies apart? Y/n's 2nd child = millie & are text messages between millie and Manon ;)

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chilisainz ah you're telling me this is not a happy little family? 👀

↳ yukisan just a couple of besties spending every single free minute together 🥰

chilisainz like all besties do 🥰

julieeeexo this is a last warning for zoë..stop growing

hamilt44n girl I wanna live in Paris, are you looking for a roommate?

landitonorris so you're telling me our girl flew to the UK to 'hang out' with lando and they flew back to Paris together to 'hang out' with each other at y/n her place?

↳ sharl16 they'll probably fly to Japan together as well 😅

landitonorris but they're just friends though 😉

sharl16 oh yeah for sure!!!!!!!!!

milliexoxo ...but when I ask for a sleepover you say no :(

milliexoxo ...just say you don't like me and logan

↳ norry4 love makes blind bestie, you're on your own 😔

y/nusername so dramatic and for what? :')

landonorris princess bed sleept amazing

bott_ass you're not fooling anyone my guy, you're sleeping in the same bed 😂

norrizz actually living my dream life

charles_leclerc my pretty princess ❤️

↳ landonorris thank you, you're a pretty princess too ❤️

landoscar I love this dad and (ex?)stepdad dynamic <3

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manon_roux

cutest little girl in the world ♡

I'm talking about zoë

kidding you cute too

Also, you can't convince me lando's able to keep his hands to himself at night when you're looking like that next to him in bed

or does he really sleep in zoë's tiny ass princess bed?

I know you're ignoring me

what secrets are you hiding from me girl?

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sharl16 babe is okay, you can tag lando <3

yukisan we better get a 3 hours long vlog to make up for all the months you haven't posted 😭

norry4 don't be shy lando, drop those pictures you've taken of y/n

↳ norrizz and zoë

norry4 I just know he's got a ton of pictures of them 😭

hamilt44n damn Logan so lucky

lando4norris once again asking to be a third in whatever relationship y/n and lando have going on

norrislandooo I've gone nearly 6 months without a vlog, this better be worth it ma'am 😭

logiebear can logan fight?

↳ y/nusername logan's a lover, not a fighter

milliexoxo this man fights me 24/7, don't know where you got that information

logansargeant that's one way to exaggerate

milliexoxo get back in your cage captain america

logiebear millie I love u 😭❤️

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[1onelypoet]

sweet tooth (for you) pt2 || lando norris smau

a/n: part 2 is doneeeee! thank u guys for all the reblogs n likes n comments, i love u all sm ❤️ it literally makes my day omg. anyways, idk if i'm losing it but this part feels shorter than part1 but who knows. also it does sorta jump around a bit in time so if ur confused abt the timeline n stuff hopefully the dates will help? 😭 part 3 will (hopefully) come before valentines day -- also i might do a vday special or smth idk -- but i'm trying for sooner 💪 i did not mean to write this much lol but anyways have an amazing day/night ❤️❤️

pairing: lando norris x singer! ex-leclerc! reader

fc: reneé rapp

warnings: cursing

taglist: @drunkinthemiddleoftheday @kapsylia, @i-wish-this-was-me

disclaimer: this is completely fictional. no hate meant towards anyone mentioned.

part one, part three, part four

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arthur_leclerc ❤️

user1 weird way to propose but okay!

user2 honey he's gonna cheat on u three years in 😔 ↳ user3 with ur friend too...

joris__trouche Con i ragazzi 🔥 trans: With the boys

user4 glad your summer break was fun 💕

user5 ummmm... anyways stream tummy hurts by y/n!

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leclerc_pascale Belle ❤️

yourusername merci ❤️

user6 post break up glow is real

lilymhe cutie

yourusername no u ↳ lilymhe no, no u

yourbff mother.

user7 he fumbled a baddie fr 🔥🔥

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f1gossip Manon spotted in the paddock today

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user8 NAHHHH

user9 this is not the serve you think it is, babe...

user10 the dress 😍😍

user11 y/n did it better.

user12 she's really wasting no time

user13 no fr just popped out of nowhere

user14 who's that next to her?

user15 marta, the wife one one of charles's friends ↳ user14 ahhh okay ty

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f1gossipgirl Charles and his girlfriend, Manon, were allegedly spotted by the paparazzi in Corsica on August 7th and 12th. However, some fans noticed that the photos taken on the 12th had a resemblance to a photo featured in Charles' annual summer break photo dump on Instagram.

Most, if not all, of the photos on Instagram were taken by Antoine Truchet (Charles' friend and a professional photographer who has shot with Charles many times in the past). We this as on August 21, Antoine posted a series of photos, with a caption saying "corsica with CL". Some of the photos posted here were also posted on Charles' Instagram, further confirming Antoine's presence on this trip. It can also be assumed Antoine took most, if not all, of these photos as he is not actually featured in any of the pictures, which is strange as he is quite close with Charles and his friends. This all makes sense when you assume that Antoine was the one taking all the photos. Also, the photos are clearly taken by a professional.

So now we've established that Antoine, a professional photographer, was there in Corsica, and he likely took all of the photos posted by Charles.

Going back to the photo that sparked recognition, it can be seen that in the picture Charles is wearing a white button-down shirt, and is sitting on a green-and-white striped beach chair. Similarly, in the photos taken by the paparazzi on the 12th (not the ones in the water, but the ones sitting in the chair with Manon), Charles is seen wearing a white button-down as he sits in a green-and-white striped beach chair. These photos were taken on the same day.

All of this has brought fans to speculate that Charles was the one who notified the paparazzi of his presence, which would explain how the photos were even taken (the paparazzi are good, but are they that good..?). It would seem that Charles decided to have a little "photoshoot" and, as his summer break is probably busy, he wanted to get it done in one day. Expose the new girlfriend and take quality pictures for fans!

Many are still confused in regards to the reasoning behind him tipping off the paparazzi and exposing his infidelity.

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user17 lol why can't it be a coincidence

user18 THISSS!!! not everything is a conspiracy!!! ↳ f1gossipgirl this is a gossip channel babes... it's what we do...

user19 why would he even do this?

user20 celebs do weird shit all the time 🤷‍♀️

user21 it could've been for PR? ↳ user22 I mean it's not like Charles/Ferrari is lacking attention ↳ user21 that's true

user23 im so confused why does antoine being there mean he called the paps?? 😭😭

f1gossipgirl it's just weird that his photographer was there the day he gets papped. and we've seen this happen before (*cough* Becky and Carlos *cough*)

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user24 damn we're being fed WELL

scarlett it was great working with you ☺️

yourusername tysm scar!!! i loved working w u too 🫶

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user25 I love women so much

rachelzegler oh u ate that up

landonorris slay 😋

user26 HELP LANDO WHAT ↳ user27 slay 😋

instagram she's an icon, she's a legend, and she IS the moment!!!!

user28 now come on now!!!

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user29 I agree!!

mclaren What a weekend 🔥🔥

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user30 oscar using emojis is my roman empire

user31 SCREAMING CRYING THROWING UP

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y/nupdates Y/n with a fan at the Suzuka Circuit yesterday

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user34 STOP SHES SO GORGEOUS

user35 nah imagine going to a gp AND seeing y/n. I would die.

user36 ok but going to the gp is such a girlboss move

user37 LITERALLY

user38 she's out here winning the idgaf war

user39 do we know if she saw Charles there?

user40 i don't think so

October 11

[anarchiii]

Twin Flames-1 —ACOTAR x TOG AU

Part One | Warnings: angst? | Witch!Reader x Eris Vanserra

Summary; Y/N had been born from a great darkness, and yet her soul burned brighter than any Firewielder. She didn’t care for someone who would try smother those flames, she wanted someone that would set them alight. . .

Note: this is an AU it’s not in the books.

Masterlist / Series Masterlist

Disclaimer; a fair amount of spoilers, people!!

Happy @erisweekofficial ,everyone!! ❤️

Eris’s POV

The Heir had never been one to look up to the stars and wish like some, but he’d always wanted things to turn out better, he wasn’t stupid enough to let hope fester in his heart, Beron had made sure of it, and his mother. . . She wasn’t around enough to affect anything. Locked up in her rooms for the foreseeable future.

He’d always silently hated that Lucien had gotten his happy ending—then again, he deserved it, his brother had always been the best one, so empathetic and patient, nothing like himself, though he couldn’t help it, not when Lucien came over with his lovely mate, going on about how happy he was, he couldn’t help the jealousy that arose within him. Turning him into a lonely and pathetic creature. Forced to watch everyone prosper while he wasted away, and he had no one to blame but himself.

It was true that the hateful and evil mask he put on was a mask, but, over time he had became the very thing everyone believed him to be, it was pitiful, he’d read so many stories of people that had suffered so greatly but had overcame their hardships and survived, becoming better people than they ever could’ve imagined, and yet, even as a child, Eris knew that would not be him. He would never know love and respect. No, that was not what he was here for.

Instead he helped people in his own wrong way and saw to it that they were better, going behind his High Lord’s back and helping their enemies, and after all that. He’d barely gotten a thank you. He couldn’t blame them, though, not at all, the Night Court especially, they knew him to be the male that’d stripped The Morrigan down and left her to die in his own lands, a nail imbedded in her stomach, the male that had tried stealing their High Lady’s sister away, to be a wife for no more than breeding and owning. When they didn’t realise he just wanted someone to love. That was all he’d ever wanted, all he’d ever let himself want for.

But his story was not one that ended in a happy ending, no, he was the beast the knight would slay to save the fair maiden, no more than a hurdle to overcome, a monster with a terrible fire that burned in his blood, burned his very soul. . .

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Y/N’s POV

She couldn’t stop the shuddering of her breath as she took in the now empty battlefield bathed in the blood of enemies and allies alike, she would never get used to it, the fighting, the bloodshed, the hate, Y/N was born for battle and yet it terrified her, she had no idea how Aelin Galathynius did it. How she fought like an absolute warrior and smiled a minute later. Perhaps she would never know, the Queen had always unnerved her, she was a mystery never to be solved, though, that didn’t mean she didn’t respect her, no, when the young woman came off the field, she only bowed, she was not her Queen but that did not mean she wouldn’t fight for her. Hell. This entire army was brought together because of her. The world could finally breathe because of her.

A strong hand clasped her shoulder, pulling her from her thoughts and bringing her back to the world, the sun was blaring, melting all the snow and making small waterfalls form from the cliffs of the Staghorns, she turned around to find her Wingleader staring at her, Manon’s black and gold eyes shining with poorly hidden despair, she couldn’t blame her, not when her own held the same expression.

She nodded to Manon in thanks, neither of them saying a word, she couldn’t bare to look at Abraxos who lingered behind his rider, Y/N cleared her throat, saying, “I’m going to go for a walk, alone.” She didn’t wait for her response before leaving. Walking down the many stairs of the castle, winding turns and long hallways, she didn’t say anything to Aelin’s court members as she walked past them, non of them seemed to want to talk either. Good.

She was soon out of the great castle and then through the gates and out onto the field, Orynth looming behind her, its stones mockingly clean, it took her a long time to reach Oakwald, she had no Wyvern to carry her anymore, Adries was riding high with the other eleven creatures who hadn’t survived, Abraxos the only one left, if she wasn’t wound up in her own misery then she would’ve felt bad for the beast, but sorrow was seemingly staying for a while.

Stray branches and leaves crunched beneath her boots as she walked through the forest, the trees whispering secrets older than time itself, the wind howling names lost to history, it was a artefact in itself, it was famous for the creatures that dwelled in its lush canopies but no one talked about the sentience the place held, like it was watching your every breath and movement, it was terrifying and yet, oddly comforting.

She spotted no white stags but that wasn’t unusual, the only one she had ever seen had been mere hours ago when Aelin Ashryver Galathynius had entered the battle riding one in golden armour fit for a empress, a goddess.

Surprisingly, the forest was not silent, birds sung their songs and the deer still went about eating leaves, it was peaceful, and nice to know the world hadn’t stopped, everyone and everything moved on eventually, some quicker than others, maybe in a few years she would admire the beauty of Oakwald—she had loved nature so dearly when she was younger, when everything wasn’t so dark,—she wanted to look at the ducks waddling by and smile as they had a swim in a nearby pond, she wanted to look at the flowers already blooming through all the gore and wonder in amazement, she wanted.

She couldn’t help the tears that fell, she had lost so much, how was she supposed to go on without them? She felt that flame inside her flicker and sputter but persevere, something she couldn’t seem to do, her Grandmother had always despised that light, how even when she tried smothering it—it only burned brighter, the old hag was probably smiling in her grave to know what she had wished for so many years was happening, she was breaking, ever so slowly.

The sun was falling, setting the sky into hues of deep orange and yellow, clouds forming and blocking the view, she didn’t go home, though, just kept walking, trying to clear a mind that couldn’t be cleared, soon, mist was shrouding the forest in mystery, tiny droplets of rain fell. Hitting the emerald leaves and falling off them. It was quite serene, actually. Like the entire world was heading to bed. Her as the moon’s only witness.

She felt so small, so insignificant under it’s light, it was a lovely feeling, nocturnal animals ventured out of their dens into the night, the little glow of their eyes the only sign they were there, still, she didn’t go back. What was left for her there? She had no lovers, no family, friends or children, she was alone in a world full of people, alone.

She doubted anyone would miss her, maybe she could run away and start a new life, purge all her past memories. . . It was tempting, very tempting, and— what was that? She spotted something shiny hiding beneath jewel coloured leaves, as Y/N got closer, she realised it was a ring. A simple silver ring. It was oddly pretty, in a way a plain blue sky was pretty, nothing stood out but it still caught her attention, she bent over and picked it up but as she did, she slipped on some moss and went face-first into the ground.

She closed her eyes and groaned at the feeling of her nose screaming out in pain—the scar on her jaw mimicking the feeling, the ring was warm in her hand, like it bore an inner fire, her body felt so heavy that she couldn’t help but lay there, perhaps in the morning she would figure out what to do, nothing would harm her, so there was no reason but to keep to the floor, Y/N did need sleep, so why not get it?

Y/N dreamt, she had the instinct feeling of falling but didn’t stir, she felt herself land on something hard and cold and did all she could to grab on, this may be a dream but she’d be damned if she died in it. A dream.

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Eris’s POV

One of his hounds barked in the distance and he had enough sense to inspect, the autumn leaves crunched beneath his feet like the crackling of flames, he’d never gotten sick of the eternal autumn, it was his home, no matter what had happened in this place, it was forever be his, in some way, at least.

The dog, Hazel, released another sound, piercing through the silence, setting all the other dogs off, he sighed, shaking his head as he got closer, there was no point telling them to be quiet when they wouldn’t listen, anyway.

Eris walked into the clearing where all his animals gathered, there was nothing, positively nothing of interest or significance, just a plain old spot, though that didn’t stop the smoke hounds as they jumped around and circled a particularly tall tree, this was abnormal for even them, something was off, he caught the faint scent of blood and metal on the wind, but found it led nowhere.

He noticed little scraps of clothing hanging from low branches, the material was similar to that of the Illyrian’s but different in a way, hopefully he wouldn’t find that Shadowsinger or haughty general dead in his forest, not that he wouldn’t be delighted in that, a bird cried out in the distance and he looked up to see it, only, it wasn’t a bird he saw.

No, it was a person, hanging from a branch high up, her bloody blond-silver hair hung limp, a strange red cape covering most of her body, perhaps she was dead, and perhaps that was a good thing.

Yet he couldn’t hide his shock when something fell from her hand, it shined faintly as it fell right into his palm, he did all he could not to hiss in anger as he found it was his ring that he had lost two weeks ago, the one his mother had given him, that little thief.

The End.

Note: so uhh. . . No idea where this is going, no pressure- 😬

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[miss-celestia13]

All Over Me

Jake x MC Smut One Shot

Words: 1.8k

Jake returns home long after midnight, bringing some good news with him. She’s already asleep and he decides to wake her in the best way, knowing his latest success will make her year.

Dual POV, as usual. It only changes once this time, their names are in bold when it happens. I hope you enjoy it if you give it a try! Thank you ❤️

Jake didn’t remember locking his car as gravel crunched under his jogging feet, focused entirely on getting inside to tell Manon something he’d been dying to since he left work. All signs of fatigue and stress dissipated when he pulled up to the cabin and saw she’d left the light on for him. The house was silent. He could only hear the creak of wood settling and the electronic sounds of their alarms engaging as he raced upstairs and crept inside their bedroom. His smile gentled as he padded to the bed and found her sprawled across his side, mouth slack, and the sheet had slipped as she slept, revealing her honeyed skin. He was certain that he had thoroughly explored every inch, using his mouth, hands, and teeth.

He knew if she woke to find him watching her, she’d laugh and tell him to get in bed before she banished him to the couch for waking her up. The mental image stole a breathy chuckle from his chest as he stripped down and decided to wake her up in the best way, completely unable to wait until morning light to tell her the good news. He silently went to her nightstand and slid it open, grabbing the velvet drawstring bag she kept her goodies in and taking out a slim black vibe before putting the rest away again. She lay on her back, legs crossed uncomfortably, and he knew she’d struggled to fall asleep. She was dead to the world as he crawled under the covers at her feet.

She made a murmuring sound as his hands pried her legs apart, shuffling to kneel between them as her spiced musk scent hit his bloodstream and sent his mind down lust-hazed paths. When she didn’t ask what he thought he was doing, he loosed a breath and pinned her leg to the bed, peppering her skin from her knee to her thigh with phantom kisses until he reached the apex of her thighs, smirking as he gave the same treatment to her other leg. She shivered, body tensing for a second as he hovered over her and turned to give her inner thigh a sharp little bite to make her gasp and mumble his name. He did the same to her other leg, harder this time now he knew she was awake. 

Jake grinned as she lifted the covers and her sleepy eyes locked on him, her fatigue clearing fast when he licked at his bottom lip and said, “I’m home, Sweetheart.” 

She cocked her head, and a dazed laugh tripped out of her mouth before she teased, “Oh, good. I thought you might be a horny ghost for a second.” 

Her tone was steady, but her breathing was quickening the longer he spent perched above her cunt, and a flush splashed her chest and neck with pink as he stared up at her. 

“Sorry to disappoint,” he said, chuckling before pressing a tender kiss into the scar on her hip. 

“Behave. Are you going to eat or just play with your food?” She asked in a breathy undertone, her brow arched and lips smirking at him, a challenge in her venom eyes that he could never back down from. 

“You know I like to take my time,” he murmured, breaking eye contact to drag a fingertip up the seam of her folds and feel the heat of her anticipation.

Manon chewed the inside of her cheek to keep quiet as Jake repeatedly teased her, barely grazing her clit with every pass of his finger through her dewy folds. She wasn't sure what had gotten into him and wasn't too interested in finding out as he finally lowered his head. She barely had time to brace herself before his mouth was on her. The gentlest of licks taunted her, and a soft sigh from the depths of her lungs released as his hot tongue opened her up and captured her essence, drinking her down with a pleased humm. His scratchy beard, clever mouth, and firm hands spreading her legs wider, pinning her down as he fluttered his tongue over her clit to make her cry out and bury her hands in his hair. 

He suckled her clit, drawing it into his mouth and swirling his stiff tongue around the tiny bundle of nerves. Heat cascaded through her as he groaned at the taste of her, and the fire only he could bring to life in her sprang to life as he relented to slide two long fingers inside her taut, wet heat. She flung her head back, teeth bared at the ceiling as he teased her with fingers and mouth, his tongue probing and delving into her sheened flesh, bringing her to the edge of release and leaving her hanging there as he backed up and fumbled for something on the bed. A quiet vibration made it over the roar of blood in her ears as she caught her breath and her heart tried to break free of its cage, sense abandoned her as anticipation robbed her of all rational thought. She was aware of herself talking, but she couldn’t understand a word of it. Jake simply smiled, crooked his fingers inside her, and pressed the vibrator against her clit, and he pulled his fingers. Her breath burst from her in a shout as her body fought the release, racing toward her faster than she was ready for it. 

The vibration intensified as her cunt flickered around his fingers, his eyes glued to her writhing form, and her tensing stomach told her she couldn’t hold it off for long. Her wetness coated his busy hand, making it too easy to hit every spot that drove her mad. Her mewls and moans turned to throaty cries, breath sawing, and her pulse was felt in every part of her, a second heartbeat in her core as he drove her to release. His eyes narrowed as she arched and shook her head, desperately fighting against the onslaught of sensations. He wouldn’t allow her to stay paused on the threshold of utter delirium. The toy changed patterns, his steady hand keeping it exactly where she needed. He added a third finger inside her dripping cunt, and the tinge of pain was too much, too good to bear for long. 

Her body arched off the bed as she sobbed urgently, sharp jabs of his fingers driving her too hard to hold it back. She let out a loud cry, the powerful, torn sound escaping into the silent room as he murmured her name and told her she was all he ever needed. The torrent of ripples and flutters spilled out from her core, and he allowed her no respite as he rose from his crouch, immediately manhandling her spasming body. He gathered up her legs, bent them over her torso to angle her ass in the air, and she clamped a hand over her mouth. The glint in his eyes was nothing short of predatory, and she trembled under his gaze, essence sliding down her inner thighs to soak the bed as black excitement ruled her. He used his arm like a steel band across her thighs to lock her in position, satisfied that she couldn't escape, and bent her further back.

It wasn’t fair. He knew what he was doing and had her trapped like prey. She could only pant through her nose as her chest heaved and her cunt quickly slackened around his length. Her release still lapped through her like luscious waves of steaming water as she screamed into her muffling hand. Her ass lifted to take him deeper, impossibly so, her inner walls fluttering wildly as she kept coming and he fucked her through it. Her cunt gripped his cock possessively, her fiery, sensitive flesh holding him captive. The brutal pleasure was so intense it was a burst of vivid scarlet light behind her quivering eyelids, wholly unable.

Somehow, she was pushed even further back. He withdrew from her tight clasp and slammed back in, his smile turning wicked as she pulsed around his cock, so deep inside her she foolishly thought they’d never be untangled. He soon found a rhythm that sent her reeling and stopped him from coming before she did. The mesmerizing sight of him using her body hard unleashed a guttural growl from her chest, every thrust was exquisitely emphatic and rough, her inner walls clenching with every drag of his cock. She was so slick and hot her cunt stroked and clung to his rigid length, sucked him, down, down, down. His dominance over her body was so consuming she no longer cared if she lost her mind in the aftermath. 

His plunging movements slowed, pace erratic as he turned his head and savagely bit her calf to smother his own desperate sounds. She didn't feel the pain, utterly absorbed in the pleasure that coiled and soared through her body. She couldn't imagine it feeling any better, but she wouldn’t risk voicing that aloud. He would take it as a dare and destroy her in the best way. It enthralled her, watching him as he raptly observed the erotic sight of her cunt swallowing his cock again and again. His sapphire eyes were heavy-lidded, face flushed, and intently focused on holding his own release back to make hers last. But she was in torment, wholly unable to withstand the razor edge she was balancing on, cutting her to the bone as the pleasure and pressure rising to steal her sanity demanded an outlet. 

She started begging, pleading through her gritted teeth, urging him to fuck her hard in a cracked and shivering voice, imploring him to make her ache. Make her scream. She wanted to feel him long after he left her body, a physical reminder of his love and worship of her. His midnight chuckle sent goosebumps scattering across her sweat-pebbled skin as he held down her twisted, quaking body with force and thrust within her taut cunt so viciously that her teeth rattled. He owned her in that moment, completely in control as she submitted to him and surrendered to the burning. Unable to move, talk, or retreat, she could only lie there and take it. 

Her orgasm was so violent, her inner walls clenched around his length, gripping him tightly, and dragged him into ecstasy with her. His feral growling and her choked cries blended as he buried himself inside her and emptied himself into her, flooding her completely. It was overwhelming. Even now, after all this time, his mastery of her still had the power to take her apart at the seams. She never doubted he’d be able to put her back together, her trust in him was set in stone. The strength of her release washed away all her worries, past, present, and future, leaving her only with warmth and love. Her twitching, aching body was leaden and light all at once, her pounding heart the only sound in her head. She wanted to stay in that rapturous, glowing place, to live and grow old together there, but Jake managed a few words that made her smile brighter than she had in weeks. 

“I found him. We can set the date soon, Sweetheart.”

~*~

Thank you for reading, liking or reblogging, I really appreciate it and I hope you enjoyed it. Take care and look after yourself 🥰❤️

[wingsdippedingold]

"thirdly—and this is the big one—i was not happy with manon being retconned into an asian woman, and this hugely impacted the way i viewed manorian’s dynamic. as an asian woman myself, seeing sjm canonically describe manon as a white woman in the entire series before depicting her as east asian in the Fanart That Shall Not Be Named to try and get the readers vying for diversity off her back was so astonishing to me. to think that she really believed with her whole heart that she could just substitute a whole different race for a white character so she could say “look i’m not racist actually!” was just 🫤. the ignorance of that woman is quite literally unbelievable to me. and it’s so much more frustrating because why didn't she just make manon asian from the start??? but anyways, clearly she didn’t think that ✨ethnicity swap✨ through because now i look at manon, an asian woman who is characterized as tough and unyielding (which is what made me love her), becoming pretty submissive to dorian, a cocky white man, and i get suuuuch an ick. this is something that i’ve often seen portrayed in media and not talked about nearly enough—where asian women are harmfully stereotyped as ‘meek’ and ‘submissive’ to men, especially white men, who often fetishize asian women for this assumption of docility and total submission to them. then people go and post things like “omg i love seeing dorian top manon he’s so hot 🥵” and “manon takes no shit from anyone except when it comes to dorian 😌” and i'm like noooo ty ❤️ keep those posts away from me ✋🏼." - @sharpen-your-blade

thank you so much for putting this in to words because she did the same shit with Amren. She describes her as ambiguous so if someone wanted to maker he poc SJM could just snatch it up (tbf she was describes as borderline plain which is how she loves to describe poc so many she was one from the start)

[k-godling]

hi guys (if anyone is actually gonna read this),

basically I’ve got an idea for an acotar au, and I wanted to see how it would be received, I guess.

A Ballad of Light and Shadow

So it’s an Azriel x OC story, I basically consider it a full rewrite of the actual canon cuz a lot of it makes no sense.

It includes a lot of OCs and the Rise of the Dusk Court. It also kinda villainises the Inner Circle - or at least holds them very accountable for their actions and doesn’t just have the people they’ve wronged forgive them straight away, cuz I hate that.

It also rewrites/makes up lord for certain things, e.g. shadowsingers and lightsingers.

As well as that, it ignores the SJM multiverse thing that she’s got going on, but will incorporate themes and stories from both Throne of Glass and Crescent City - names (Ashryver, Haviliard, Manon, Ruhn), themes/lore (starborne, valg, witches).

It’s also include a theme from House of the Dragon - but really it’s just the name ‘The Dance of Dragons’ which is used as a name of one of the wars.

I will expand on what ideas and things I will incorporate on a different post.

Anyway, I know that this post is kinda all over the place but let me know if you would want to see something like this, or not. Or if you have other suggestions, just let me know in the comments or in my asks or whatever you find fitting for you.

If you got this far, thanks for reading!

– SERENITY 🤍

note: also thank you to @starofanotherworld for helping sort through ideas for this story even though it’s was massively changed up a few times ❤️

[throneofsapphics]

I am in need of more Manon x reader with some ✨angst✨ and ✨spice✨

(You’re writing is amazing. Don’t forget to take care of yourself and sleep well ❤️)

running from the truth 

Summary: The words were poison on Manon’s tongue, but she said them anyway. “I should not have, but I don’t regret it.” Your eyes fluttered shut, and she watched another tear drip down your cheek. When your eyes opened, she saw the reputation you carried - not the female she grew to love. 

Word Count: ~2k 

Warnings: angst, infidelity, a sprinkle of smut, not proofread, minors dni!

A/N: thank you you're so sweet, take care of yourself!! reader is fae and has magic 

“I can’t stand you right now,” you nearly-yelled, hands gripping your hair. 

“Then why are you still here?” She raised one brow. You forced yourself to stay calm, not to swallow harshly or give any indication of your nerves. 

“You’re right.” You gave a half-grin, aware you probably looked crazed. You turned on your heel, ready to pack your things and head to your room, when you caught a strange scent. A male scent, one of arousal mixed with Manons. This time, you couldn’t control how your fists clenched and your jaw tightened. “I thought you had more respect for me than that.” You hissed and walked as fast as you could, slamming the door behind you and throwing a shield up, ensuring she couldn’t get through without another magic wielder. 

But, it wasn’t necessary. Manon left your shared rooms and you could’ve sworn you heard “I cannot deal with this now.” 

You dropped to your knees, ignoring the harsh impact of the floor, your nails digging into your hair. The sheets were rumpled, her scent from the night before lingering on the sheets. 

Manon’s hand crept between your thighs as you pressed your back against her, one hand coming around to fist her hair. You shook your head - knocking the thoughts away. 

The ‘exclusive’ conversation happened a mere two months ago. You’d been together much longer than that, but finally agreed for it to be just the two of you. You ran through the day in your mind, you had gotten into a fight this morning - over a female friend of yours. And just that, just a friend you’d never had any inclination of being with, but Manon thought she was too flirty. So gods-damned jealous and you were kicking yourself for staying around in the first place. Your body moved on auto-pilot as you packed as much as you could fit into one bag, but you didn’t have many things anyway so you grabbed what was most important to you - she could throw away the rest for all you cared. 

Where the hell would you go? Your lease ran out on your apartment a month ago, hence Manon’s insistence you should move into the castle with her. She told you she loved you a week ago, and you said it back. Maybe it was time to go home for a while, to go back to Terrasen. In your animal form, you could make it there in a week or less comfortably. You shifted, and a falcon shot skyward through the window, not bothering to close it. 

You didn’t bother sending word you’d be coming, chances are the message wouldn’t arrive before you. Besides, you knew you were always welcome in Orynth. Words from the Queen herself, one of your closest friends. And closest protestors as you moved down to the Witch Kingdom - insisting she needed more female presence around the castle. 

Despair followed you for the first day of your trip, the urge to turn back and go beg her for answers crossed your mind every other minute. Only your pride and sense of worth kept you soaring through the skies. The week's journey turned to five days and you flew, fueled on pure spite and only stopping as long as necessary. Relief hit you when you passed the Anascul mountains. Pine and snow filling the air and flooding all of your senses. Home, you were home. 

-

You shifted at the edge of the plains of Theralis, stumbling over to a nearby pond, checking you didn’t look too bedraggled.  A mile or so out, you soared towards the ground and shifted, smoothly picking up your steps. You decided making the approach on foot would be better, less likely to spook any of the guards. 

By pure chance, and maybe dumb luck, Rowan, your cousin, was outside of the walls, walking with who looked like a new captain for the guard. Or maybe an unlucky soldier. Either way, he scented your approach and quickly whirled your way. You saw his mouth move, him giving a short nod, and the other male scattering as he shifted. Shortly after, he appeared back before you. You knew the scent of your grief and anger was strong. 

“Is Aelin going to torch someone?” He said as a way of greeting, and you let out a weak laugh. 

“I’ll do my best to prevent it.” He cursed under his breath, but kept pace with you as you made your way through the city walls. At least he’s not already lecturing you on why you should’ve never left, like Aelin will be within the next hour. 

Aelin’s incensed anger at your hurt was enough that you kept yourself from telling them anything, beyond it was over between the two of you and you left. As much anger as you held for her now, you didn’t want any harm to come to her. Her and Rowan badgered you for three days before realizing you wouldn’t budge. 

“Stubbornness is a family trait then.” Aelin huffed, aggressively shoving a chocolate in her mouth. 

“If you haven’t learned that yet, I’ve vastly overestimated your intelligence.” You dodged the flaming arrow shot your way, extinguished by Rowan - followed with an exasperated sigh. 

-

You rolled in your bed that night, sheets tangling around you before you threw them off, muffling a yell of frustration in your pillow. A male? Cheating on you with a fucking male. Gods you wanted to throttle her, to scream at her, to have some way to let everything out. But, you couldn’t exactly fly back to the Witch Kingdom and track her down - that would require swallowing any pride you had left. 

Hours later, you fell asleep as the dawn rays just began to peek through. 

Your back arched on the bed, hands fisting the sheets. Iron nails held your thighs apart, digging in to bring that perfect edge of pain to combine with the pleasure - her tongue flicking against your clit, stopping to nip and suck at your thighs, murmur all sorts of filthy things to you, drive you to the edge over and -

You woke with a start and a gasp as someone pounded on the door. 

“Have a nice dream?” For fucks sake, Fenrys was back from his trip.   

-

“Y/n.” Aelin screamed, storming into your rooms. 

“What the fuck is-” You started to grumble, rolling out of your bed,

“Abraxos was just spotted on the Plain.” Your body thumped on the ground as you let out a groan. Her feet came into your line of sight, along with an outstretched hand. You grabbed it and let the Queen drag you to your feet. 

“Only ten days,” Aelin mused. “If she’s not on her knees begging, I’ll turn her to ash.” 

“Not necessary,” you quickly said as she stalked off to your closet. Clothes flew for you, and you caught them - quickly changing into what she picked out. A simple top and pants, simple but ones that showed off your figure in a very flattering light. 

“Really, Aelin?” You groaned and she grinned at you. Not a friendly grin, but one that promised trouble. 

“I’m going with you.” Aelin announced. 

“I’m going with her.” Fenrys’s voice breezed through the door. 

“Nobody’s coming with me,” you said firmly. “I can handle the witch.” 

Aelin grumbled some unintelligible words. 

“She’s only pissy because she hasn’t burnt anything in a while.” The door flew open and a flame shot towards Fenrys and a resounding yelp boomed through the doorway. 

A grin crossed your face, disappearing as soon as you remembered exactly who you were going to meet. A few deep breaths later, you stalked out into your sitting room. A low whistle came from Fenrys and you shot him a warning glance. He held his hands up in a show of innocence, drawing an eye roll and smile from you. 

You could bar Aelin and Fenrys from coming with you, but you had a feeling that a white-tailed hawk would be perched somewhere nearby. Fae bullshit, but you can’t blame them - you’re the same way. 

-

You were waiting, arms crossed as you stood in the doorway of the Aerie, Abraxos landing not far from you. You smiled as he let out a happy noise of greeting, but your expression fell flat as you looked at his rider. You were always good at hiding your emotions, for the most part, but your scent would betray everything. 

“Running in the middle of the night?” She purred, stalking towards you. You held your ground, not daring to reach for any weapons.

“I left in the middle of the day, but you wouldn’t know that - warming someone else's bed now?” 

Manon snarled at you, and you bared your teeth back. “I. Would. Never.” She retorted through gritted teeth. 

“That doesn’t explain your scent ten days ago.” 

“What the hell are you talking about?” You could see iron nails ready to shoot out, and you relaxed your arms - going in reaching distance of your daggers.

“We got in a fight and you slept with someone else.” You deadpanned, but began to doubt yourself. 

“That’s what you meant. ‘I thought you had more respect for me than that.’” Those beautiful burnt gold eyes narrowed, her head tilting. 

“How sweet of you to memorize my words.” Her fist clenched, but no iron shot out towards you. Antagonizing her is one of your favorite hobbies. But - right now it was in a mean spirit, not the warm-hearted banter back and forth between the two of you, you pissing Manon off, and her showing you ‘your place.’ 

Manon’s hand gripped the back of your hair, pulling you back against her chest as one hand snuck around your front, running circles around your clit as you screamed her name. 

“I happened to be in a meeting, thinking of you.” You’ve always been good at reading people, at sniffing out a lie - but Manon was an expert. You waited, giving her time to sweat and see if she would give a telltale sign. Her left temple twitched slightly, and you shook your head. 

You sat under her desk, her thighs clamping around your head as one hand held you tight to her - the other shuffling through the papers on her desk. The only sign of her arousal being the low moans and slight quivering of her thighs. 

“If you’re going to chase me down to my home,” you knew that word would hurt - two weeks ago you would’ve called the Witch Kingdom your home, “at least tell the truth.” 

Her nostrils flared. “I … I was angry. I should not have done that.” 

Gods, you almost wish you would’ve just accepted her lie now. The confirmation was almost worse. Manon’s eyes tracked the tear dripping down your cheek, on instinct her hand reached out to flick it away but you flinched and took a large step back. Her arm slowly lowered back to her side, and her eyes softened for a brief second before they hardened. You were looking at the Manon you met, the cold-hearted and stoic witch, not the one you fell in love with. The switch was instantaneous and you changed your mind, that hurt worse than the lie. 

-

The words were poison on Manon’s tongue, but she said them anyway. “I should not have, but I don’t regret it.” Your eyes fluttered shut, and she watched another tear drip down your cheek. When your eyes opened, she saw the reputation you carried - not the female she grew to love. 

You turned on your heel and left the aerie and she tracked your figure down the steps, all the way to the curve where you disappeared before turning back to Abraxos. Who had a disappointed look on his face. 

“Not you,” she snarled and he huffed. Manon didn’t bother trying to see anyone else, only soaring off into the skies. It was just an hour past dawn, she could get a good headstart and hopefully outrun any Fae bastards or fire-breathing Queen’s. On second thought, she should’ve checked for anything nearby. Too late now, there’s no chance y/n will come back and she can respect her for that. 

[annieisyourfavourite]

[Image description: a colored pencil drawing of the characters from the Miraculous Ladybug series. In the bottom half of the drawing, Chat Noir is shown in front of a pink background. He is clasping his hands and looking up to a daydream bubble with hearts in his eyes. His tail is curled up into a heart shape.

In the thought bubble, it shows Chat Noir and Ladybug getting married in their wedding outfits from the season 5 episode "Jubilation". They are walking down church steps arm in arm. On either side of them there is a crowd of people throwing flower petals and cheering. Among those visible are, on the right: Nino, Kim, Alix, Max, Manon, and Mr. Ramier and his pigeon. On the left: Rose, Juleka, Mylene, Zoe, Ms. Bustier, and Alya's hands holding a camera.

End of description.]

It's a bit late but @peachcitt Merry Christmas! I was your MLB secret santa!! You asked for something fluffy and romantic with the main two. And I figured the wedding in Jubilation was so fun, and there's no way the two of them didn't individually daydream about it later 😝 I hope you like it!! And thanks to the secret Santa team for putting this together ❤️

[shadowdaddies]

Can I request Manon comforting f!reader because she has had an awful day? Maybe even her confronting and scaring someone who has hurt reader?

I’ve had an stressful week and had to deal with rude people has been the last straw, I hope everyone else is doing good ❤️

I'm sorry about your week honey, I hope it gets better 💜

In Your Corner

Manon x Reader

“Who was it?!” Manon practically yelled as she stormed into the room. You looked up from where you were sitting on the couch, wiping the tears from your eyes to look at her. “What?” Manon crossed over to crouch in front of you, checking you for any signs of harm. Her eyes searched your own, “I heard someone made you cry. Who did it?” You shook your head in an effort to dismiss the issue. “It’s fine, Manon. Really. I’m over it,” you mumbled, taking her hand in yours and giving it a light squeeze.

Manon knew you too well, giving you a stern look as she tilted your face to look at her, brushing your hair back behind your ear as she kissed you. “Angel, I want to help you. No one should believe that they can walk all over you. I’m yours, and anyone who disrespects you will know that their behavior will not be tolerated.” You sighed, fidgeting as you considered her words. “I’ll tell you, but you don’t need to do anything about it. I just want to move on.” You proceeded to tell her the story, Manon barely keeping a leash on her anger as she listened to you, holding your hand and occasionally giving it a gentle kiss through your speech.

Speaking about it already made you feel better, your tears dried and breathing easier as you gave Manon a soft smile. She kissed you again, returning your smile before she hummed, “Why don’t you go take a bath? Read a book and relax. I have something I need to take care of, and then we can have some dinner. How does that sound?” You nodded, feeling like you needed to wash the day off of you anyway. You said goodbye to Manon, heading towards your shared bedroom to relax. You turned back to see Manon leaving, and could have sworn you saw her face shift to anger and her iron nails come out as she walked out the door. You didn’t think much of it, going upstairs to enjoy your bath.

You felt impossibly relaxed, freshly clean as you laid in your bed wearing a fluffy robe and enjoying a warm cup of tea. The door opened, Manon coming in to give you a kiss in greeting before going to change out of her leathers. You called out to where she was changing, “so what did you have to go do?” 

Manon walked around the corner, now dressed in a short silk robe as she washed her face. More cheerfully than you thought you’d ever heard her speak she answered, “oh, nothing. I just had to take care of someone who was proving to be an issue.” You arched a suspicious brow at her, but she just smiled and hummed, “you shouldn’t have any more problems like you mentioned earlier.” You knew what to expect from Manon, so it shouldn’t have surprised you that that was what she had to ‘take care of’. 

You just hoped that she gave them what little mercy they might have deserved, softly laughing to yourself at Manon’s overprotectiveness as she settled into bed next to you, announcing that food would be delivered for the both of you shortly. You hummed a thank you as you curled into her side, thankful to have someone like Manon in your corner.

[thesistersarcheron]

Hi pretty lady!

I’m currently a hundred pages into Heir of Fire and I am NOT feeling Rowan even though I know that he’s endgame. I’m currently still mourning Sam (my baby) and just feel like I’m not gonna fall in love with Rowan and Aelin like I have other pairings even though I really want to. Without spoiling the rest of the series can you tell me if it gets better and if I might eventually love him too? I know we have a lot of the same tastes in ships so I thought I would ask!!

Thanks ❤️❤️

I’m gonna be real with you, anon: I was focusing too hard on Manon and Elide (and potential connections to the ACOTAR universe) while I was reading HOF-KOA to remember much about Rowan Whitethorn.

I was his #1 Hater when I was reading HOF and now I think about him somewhat fondly, so… he must have redeemed himself at least a little bit. 😂

Slight spoilers below the cut, but nothing that will ruin your reading experience in my opinion:

I’m also a big Chaol stan (I mean, come on, he saves the dog every chance he gets and I fuck with men like that), so I was tearing through Rowaelin’s story in Empire of Storms to get to Chaol’s story in Tower of Dawn.

Overall, he’s not my least favorite love interest from SJM, but I also wasn’t very invested in Aelin as a main character, which might be why I’m not so interested. I have been thinking about rereading TOG lately, so that may change.

[ssaemilyhotchner]

R for the alphabet thing! Congrats on the milestone! ❤️

thank you for participating, @purplejellosg1 <3 I loved writing this one and hope you enjoy it, too.

OTHER 1K DRABBLES | Read on AO3 Join the celebration by requesting a letter!

letter: R | prompt: reunion | wc: 0.5k | a/n: AU where Emily tracks down Doyle from France and takes him down solo (i.e. Declan’s never abducted by Lachlan and Chloe).

Please do not repost (reblogs welcome) or otherwise claim as your own.

--

“A man moves through time. It means nothing except that, like a harpoon, once thrown he will arrive.”  ― Anne Carson, Autobiography of Red

--

In March, they bury Emily Prentiss and everything changes.

In April, she arrives in France. She crops her hair short almost immediately, but for weeks, her fingers search for the phantom strands each time she runs a brush through her hair or takes a shower.

In June, she misses her first check-in. cheetobreath logs on for a game of online Scrabble with gothsergio that never happens.

In September, Ian Doyle turns up dead in Belarus. Cause of death varies depending on the agency filing the report, but while Hotch and Clyde have their suspicions, they can’t be certain.

In September, they can’t be certain because it’s been three months since anyone has heard a word from her. No high-point words played, qwerty or jukebox or exorcize. No sightings, France or Belarus or elsewhere. No transactions under other identities, Eva or Manon or Alice. Nothing.

In September, three months after official channels classify Emily as missing in action, Hotch is assigned mandatory anger management classes after punching the agent who suggests she may be dead.

In October, everything changes again.

--

Knocking back his second glass of scotch and contemplating a third, Aaron Hotchner fell onto his bed and stared at the ceiling, his eyes eventually falling closed as the alcohol mingled with his blood. 

She wandered into his thoughts then, as she always did when his inhibitions were lowered: Emily tilting her head back in laughter at something Reid had said. Emily curled up on the jet reading Anne Carson’s Autobiography of Red for the hundredth time. Emily letting tears fall in the observation room at a victim’s statement, reaching for his hand to steady herself.

Emily on the warehouse floor. Emily in surgery at Bethesda. Emily’s eulogy heavy in his mouth.

Hotch clenched his fists around the duvet in a means of grounding himself and blocking out the pain, but it only made things worse: in his mind's eye, he could see her fists clenching around these very same sheets, her moving beneath him, her lips parted, her cheeks flushed. He could hear a knock at the door, feel her arms wrapping securely around his waist to keep him from answering it, don’t go, Aaron whispered against his jaw.

Strangely, the knocking persisted, long enough for him to realize that it was no longer in his thoughts and that someone really was at his door.

Hotch rose and walked toward the sound in a daze. When he looked through the peephole, however, he felt his breathing become shallow and his heart stop beating. 

It can’t be.

In a flurry of opening locks and disarming alarms, he let the door swing open, revealing the slender figure leaning against the doorframe.

It was.

"Emily," he breathed.

He watched as her lips, those lips he had dreamt of for months, curved into a timid smile. 

"Hi, Aaron."

--

“And there it was one of those moments that is the opposite of blindness.” ― Anne Carson, Autobiography of Red

[landograndprix]

╰┈➤ ❝ desire • l.n c.l ❞ vii

part six - part eight

➪ Charles hasn't paid much attention to you after your daughter was born but a certain Brit does.

➪ life goes on and it's up to you to decide who stays and who goes.

➪ established relationship mom!reader x dad!Charles x lando

➪ reader really growing and living her best life like she should. Spelling mistakes add character 😉 if you haven't been tagged, know that I either wasn't able to tag you or simply forgot to add you to my list, I'm not ignoring you, please send me a message if i did!

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charlesgirlies can you tell zoë to stop growing so fast? 🥺

yukisan who's the other girl?

↳ bott_ass their nanny

yukisan since when?

bott_ass girl how should I know? 😭

norry4 cutest little kid on the block 😍

milliexoxo ❤️

mrsnorris once again lando hanging out with them..

↳ norrizz okay and?

mrsnorris what about Charles? How would your bf react if you hang out with anorhers guy all the time?

norrizz pretty sure they broke up

mrsnorris sure because you know them personally right?

norrizz no girl because in one if her vlogs she's moving, she now lives in Nice without Charles or is that something couples do nowadays??

chilisainz so what if her and lando hang out, they're good friends! You should follow y/n a bit more before you judge them..zoë adores lando and the other way around. They're good friends

hamilt44n can't wait for bahrain in two weeks, hope I get a chance to meet you!

yourmumsuser my beautiful grand baby 🥰🥰🥰❤️❤️❤️

landonorris we did in fact find nemo 🐠

↳ y/nusername and now we've lost dory :(

milliexoxo we'll have to go to the aquariums again to look for her!

norrislandooo stop it why is this so cute?! 😭

charliecharlie who's millie?

norrislandooo their nanny

charliecharlie why she look so young?

norrislandooo idk lmao y'all Charles girlies so obsessed with y/n and all the people she's hanging out with

milliexoxo I'm 19 that's probably why I look so young, thanks 🤩

norrislandooo oh god, she's one of us 😭

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📍 bahrain

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tagged: milliexoxo

yourmumsuser my pretty pretty grandbaby ❤️❤️❤️

norry4 y/n back on the tracks LFGOOOO

julieeeexo zoë is such a cute little thing 🥺

milliexoxo my cute little gurlfriend is stealing the show 😍

↳ landonorris just like her mum

norrizz lando norris get out of here, stop trying to flirt with the milfs for gods sake 😂

manon_roux ma petite princesse me manque :( (missing my little monkey)

bott_ass can't wait to see you and jenson judge Danica on love tv 😍

↳ hamilt44n honestly can't wait for y/n to shut Danica up

charliecharlie I don't think jenson would've survived another season without y/n 💀

charles_leclerc ma jolie princesse ❤️ (my pretty princess)

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📍 Saudi Arabia

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milliexoxo okaaaasy mom 😍

↳ y/nusername 😐

charlesgirlies millie >>>>> noelle

bott_ass millie >>>> manon

charlesgirlies millie is queen <3

milliexoxo stop it, the fame will get to my head 😇

hamilt44n is zoë always so happy? 😭

norrizz okay girl, I see the subtle hints 👀

↳ norry4 the nails 😭

charles16 they're orange not mclaren colors..

norry4 same thing to me 😭

charles16 y'all reaching too much, she's still with charles

norry4 it's alright bestie, I've been living in delulu land too, I'll help you through it

yukisan I love you mother, I hope you know that 🥰

landonorris amazing photographer, could you tag him?

↳ y/nusername @.lando.jpg

landonorris nice, great guy that is

landonorizz YOU'RE TELLING ME LANDO TOOK THAT SEXY ASS PICTURE?!

luhamilton I bet they make sex tapes 👀

landonorrizz only fans when??? 👀

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Everything taglist; @thomaslefteyebrow @hopefulinlove @smoothopz @softboystarkey @honethatty12 @cixrosie @parkersmjs @ireadthensuetheauthors @celestialams @be-your-coffee-pot @heli991113 @kodzuvk @reality-is-a-con @80sloverry @bibissparkles @myescapefromthislife @lanando4 @elliegrey2803 @ravisinghs-wife @harrysdimple05 @minkyungseokie @pretty-little-bunny382728 @thatgirlthatreadswattpad @severewobblerlightdragon @cherry-piee @namgification

Lando taglist: @beatricemiruna @simp-for-fictional-people @landossainz @christianpulisic10 @bored-brunette2 @i83andrew

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The fandom is so lucky to have you! We appreciate having you here and all that you contribute to it ❤️❤️

What brought you into the fandom?

What character(s) do you feel the most connected to and why?

Out of all of SJM’s books, which one means the most to you and why?

Out of all of the SJM couples (fanon, canon, endgame, etc) which one means the most to you and why?

Keep doing you ❤️

I am getting the absolute nicest asks today and it's making me just so thankful for the people who work to make this fandom so lovely ❤️❤️❤️

I read the books in July of 2023 and then found @separatist-apologist and @popjunkie42 on AO3 and skedaddled on over here to Tumblr for the first time!

I'm definitely the most connected to my big three of hot, angry women with mommy issues- Nesta, Manon, and Lidia. Though I've recently been described by close friends as a mix of Nesta and Cassian and it was honestly the sweetest compliment I've ever received.

ACOWAR is my favorite, but it's SUCH a close tie with ACOSF.

Oh gosh, this one is tough. I came into AO3 HOT last year on a binge of gwynriel fics and they're still some of my favorites. But I will eternally have an Elucien and Feysand soft spot. Azris has also become such a fun ship to read for me. It's impossible to choose with all the talent we have, seriously

Thanks so much for this ask ❤️❤️❤️