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Hi
I will not write about Daniel, Alex, Checo, Max and other drivers who said what they said about the situation going on right now, until they explain themselves, if they ever do. I am highly disappointed and hurt by their words.
We, as women but also as human beings, need to hold our favorite drivers accountable for this. Especially since, for most of them, itā€™s not the first time they say something problematic.
I will keep on writing for George and Lewis as, for now, theyā€™re the only ones who were respectful and intelligent in their answer.
I will keep on writing for drivers who, for now, didnā€™t express themselves about it. Trust me, Iā€™m a firm believer that SILENCE IS A STANCE, but right now, Iā€™d rather they donā€™t say anything rather than saying the bullshits their colleagues said.
Much love to you all,
Thank you for reading my works and following me.
Pai šŸ§”
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THE MUSES BY YOUR SIDE PT2
a Lance Stroll social media AU
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scenario: the ā€œhistory of literatureā€ā€™s student taking over instagram slowly attracts a driver, curious about beautiful words and dazzling writings. OR how to fall in love through poems and handwritten letters.
warnings:
paiā€™s words: sorry for the delay šŸ˜­šŸ˜­ Iā€™ve been so busy lately and posting fics and all is so overwhelming to me so uh yeah sorry
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romanticalliope: A birthday filled with sun rays and bright smiles, surrounded by the ones helping me to see beauty in the tiniest things. Sparkling drinks and hazy minds laughing through the night and, no doubts, disturbing the deities above. The sky will remember this as the purest form of happiness.
(Third picture is The LouvrešŸ¤)
user1: happiest birthday Callie !!
user2: woooow happy birthday !
user3: Joyeux anniversaire šŸ¤
estebanocon: Joyeux anniversaire Callie, tu me manques šŸ˜‰šŸ¤ on fĆŖte Ƨa ensemble bientĆ“t ! (Happy birthday Callie, i miss you. Weā€™re celebrating together soon!)
romanticalliope: Merci Estie ! šŸ¤ parfait, tā€™en profiteras pour me prĆ©senter ta dulcinĆ©e hein šŸ„³šŸ˜‰ (Thanks Estie! Perfect, Iā€™ll finally meet your lover girl then)
lance_stroll: Joyeux anniversaire :) (Happy birthday)
romanticalliope: Merci Lance šŸ¤ (Thanks Lance)
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INTERVIEW AVEC ESTEBAN OCON, VAINQUEUR DU GRAND PRIX DE PAU 2014
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ā€œ- First of all, congrats on P1 ! Weā€™ve heard the crowd go crazy, how does it feel to know that so many people are cheering for you ?
- Thank you ! That was an amazing race, a lot of energy coming from my rivals but, as you just said, from the crowd as well. Itā€™s truly thanks to all of this that i could climb on this podium, itā€™s this energy that carries us all and helps us do our best.
- Thereā€™s also the persons close to you, present and cheering for you, Iā€™m sure itā€™s the main reason youā€™re able to do your best, right ? And with how much they cheered, we can assure you that they are proud of you !
- Totally ! I was able to see my family and my best friend shortly when i climbed out of the car, itā€™s really huge for me to see them so happy, so proud of me after each races, no matter the result ! So thanks Mum, thanks Dad, thanks Callie and all the others.ā€
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romanticalliope: Hi loves :) Iā€™ve been seeing a lot of things on social medias lately, mostly about me and my friendship with Esteban. Iā€™d like to kindly remind you that I am not ok with some of you searching and finding pictures of me, only to post them. Iā€™ve always asked you to let me have my privacy and youā€™ve always been so comprehensive and kind, but sadly, as more peopleā€™s interest got piqued, people who are not familiar with me, it got slightly out of hand. Iā€™d really appreciate if if you could stop trying to dig into my life and posting what you find online, especially since as you can probably see, itā€™s not even interesting nor it is exciting. Thank you for understanding my dears šŸ¤
1. Miguel Carbonell Selva, Death of Sappho
2. Reinhold Begas, Mercury and Psyche
user4: kinda sus that she wants to protect her identity so much šŸ¤”šŸ¤”
user3: itā€™s her right tho ??? not everyone on social medias wants to be scrutinized lol
user5: your kitty is the cutest thing !! šŸ„¹ whatā€™s its name ?
user6: hey !! her name is Gaia šŸ„° sheā€™s the sweetest, if you want to see more of her, thereā€™s a highlight story section dedicated to her on Callieā€™s account !
user5: thanks a lot !!!
user7: donā€™t worry darling, weā€™re all behind you !! hope youā€™re fine despite it all, love you šŸ«¶
romanticalliope: Thank you, love šŸ¤
romanticalliope just posted a story!
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lance_stroll: šŸ„°
user9: THE LETTER !!!!!!
user10: i love love it
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formulapai Ā· 2 months
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DAY TWENTY TWO : HERO/VILLAIN
GEORGE RUSSELL
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You can hear blood pumping in your ears and your breath shorten, body pushed to its limits as you sprint down the dark alleys. The black wooden door leading to your hideout comes to sight and you give your final efforts to reach it, legs betraying you just before you can get your hand on the handle. You fall to your knees in a pathetic way, vision going black and head spinning yet you still clutch the black bag in your arms, refusing to give it up even when you hear footsteps coming your way. Of courts he caught up to you, that damn bastard. The only thing going through your mind before you finally pass out is how much you despise the man.
George huffs when he sees the state youā€™re in, weak and beaten but still wearing your proudest grin even when youā€™re unconscious. If only you werenā€™t that stubborn, he could help you get out of your wicked life. Yet here you are again, the Queenā€™s jewels in your precious bag only so you can sell them to someone clearly profiting of your needs. A sigh leaves his lips as he faintly hears the sirens coming your way, not thinking much as he heaves you over his shoulder and use his power to get on the roofs, discreetly leading the two of you to his hideout.
Alex, his best friend and loyal helping hand, frowns in distaste when he sees who George is carrying in his arms, shaking his head but still making his way towards the couch, spreading various plaids on it so your blood doesnā€™t stain it. His friend thanks him before carefully laying you down, too preoccupied with you to notice Alex leaving to get the first aid kit. The heroā€™s eyes are trained on you, admiring your freckles and your rosy cheeks visible even as dirt mares your skin, mixed with sweat and the sophisticated yet minimal makeup youā€™ve put on before going to the Queenā€™s birthday celebrations.
Your pants are ripped at the knees, black silk contrasting against the blood on your skin. You had looked so elegant when he saw you in the crowd, eyes shining with mirth and spying everyone, lips curled in an annoying, charming grin. No one here knew who you were, the countryā€™s most researched thief, no one but him. You and him go a long way, first encountering when he was still discovering his powers and how to use them, nearly killing you in the process. Itā€™s no wonder you hate his guts, the man did put you in the hospital for a few months and had the audacity to show up almost everyday and offer you various things.
When George comes back, kit in hands, he canā€™t help but snort at his friendā€™s state, staring at you in awe with his mouth agape. He throws the kit his way, seeing his hand shoot out to catch it while not taking his eyes off you and his snort turns to a deep laugh, walking next to him and whacking the back of his head. George makes an offended sound, rubbing where his friendā€™s hit and glaring up at him, cursing him between clenched teeth. The here leaves you in his hands, fully trusting his best friend to take care of you the same way heā€™s taking care of him after his missions, putting his medical studies to the test.
The warm water feels good on his skin, relaxing his muscles and turning him into mush, a drastic change of scenery from a few hours ago. He didnā€™t fight you, heā€™s never hurt you ever since the hospital incident, but he still did everything he could to stop you, chasing you up and down the city and repairing the troubles youā€™ve caused in your wake. Youā€™re not bad at heart, such a kind and thoughtful soul to those knowing you, but money is rare these days and your little brotherā€™s medical bills wonā€™t pay themselves, leading you to the dark path of thievery and dark markets, the jobs getting more demanding each days.
Youā€™re not bad and thatā€™s why he cares so much, thatā€™s why he takes some of his clothes out so you can have something comfortable to wear while youā€™re unconscious, thatā€™s why he thanks Alex profusely when he sees you all stitched up and cleaned up, thatā€™s why he tucks you in the spare room and kiss your hair before leaving to her some sleep himself. Youā€™re not bad and thatā€™s how he knows heā€™s not wrong in loving you, not wrong in offering his heart to you even as you stomp on it every time, leaving it bruised and bleeding. Youā€™re not bad, youā€™re just scared and lost in this big world, a feral cat afraid of trusting anyone and suffering again.
Thatā€™s why heā€™s surprised when youā€™re still there the morning after, preparing breakfast in the kitchen as Alex sits on the counter, carefully staring at you but letting you do your things. Heā€™s persuaded youā€™d have left, as you usually did, yet youā€™re in his kitchen and you turn toward him when he clears his throat, glaring at him and puffing your cheeks up, looking like an angry hamster. An adorable, angry hamster. His friend hides a snicker behind his hand, smugly greeting him before going back to observing you. George walks towards you and is about to offer some help when heā€™s interrupted by you threatening to cut his precious jewels off if he comes near you, forcing him to sit down just like Alex did.
And when the three of you are done with breakfast, Alex leaving to go to his uni and you standing in front of the door, about to leave too, he canā€™t believe his ears when you turn to him and thank him quietly, hesitating before rushing to him and kissing his cheek. You still hold your bag close to your chest, and you still glare at him, but your pink ears and the stars in your eyes tell him that maybe Alex is right when he says that you love him back. He hopes that maybe, just maybe, itā€™ll be enough for you to leave this life behind and accept his help, because heā€™s not sure just how many more missions you have in you.
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DAY TWENTY ONE : SECOND CHANCE
MAX VERSTAPPEN
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Your legs bounce anxiously as you sit on your couch, teeth gnawing at your lips as your eyes are fixed on the television. The image being replayed over and over again shows a car getting out of track, spinning on itself until it crashes into a wall in a show of smoke and flying carbon. The pilot is yet to get out but you know who it is, everyone knows whoā€™s inside whatā€™s left of the car, the shining number One left untouched on the nose of the car. The two commentatorsā€™ worried chatter is a white noise for you, ears buzzing and foot tapping the floor as a red flag is finally put out, safety car and medics coming into sight as they drive towards the crash.
You let out a trapped breath when Max is freed from the car, beaten and bruised but still standing proud as he walks towards the safety car, accompanied and followed closely as heā€™s a little wobbly on his legs. Without putting much thoughts into it, your hand swiftly reaches for your phone and you open the texting app to find Raymond, Maxā€™s manager. The both of you have broken up some months ago after years of living together, publicā€™s pressure and his will to focus on his job leading to him calling it quit between the two of you, so you surely shouldnā€™t be reaching out to his manager to have some infos about him, yet here you are.
You know Max still loves you, heā€™s said so many times yet he refuses to contact you anymore, refuses to put you at risk of him going back to his old ways, ignoring you for days because of his job and counting on your kindness to forgive him, getting upset when you canā€™t show up to his races despite knowing you have a demanding job, all the things making him decide that youā€™re better off without him. But when heā€™s accompanied to a helicopter so he can fly to the closest hospital to get checked up and his manager comes with him, when he admits that youā€™re anxiously waiting for updates and sending him ā€œtoo manyā€ messages, he lets his wall break down and blame the crash for his tears.
Itā€™s hours later when your phone lights up, his contact photo enveloping your dark room in a comforting light, and you hastily answer. His voice is unsure and tired, deeper than it usually is and his words are slurred due to the painkillers, but heā€™s still there with you and itā€™s enough for him, enough for the both of you. He admits that he canā€™t sleep without you, not anymore, not even after months of trying. You respond that youā€™re the same, that your bed feels way too big only for you and that heā€™s not there anymore to chase your bad dreams away. Then he apologizes, again, always, and you forgive him, again, always. He promises heā€™ll do better, heā€™ll get better, heā€™ll never treat you like he did before, heā€™ll stop ignoring you and blaming it on his job.
And your friends will hate you for it, you should hate yourself for it, as you carefully tells him that everythingā€™s alright and everything will be fine, perfect even, as long as you have him and he has you.
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DAY TWENTY : ROOMMATES
OSCAR PIASTRI
PAIā€™S WORDS: as someone cleaning my whole apartment everyday and sobbing when something is out of place, seeing the videos of his bedroom and how you canā€™t even SEE THE FLOOR under his clothes is sending me. itā€™s ok oscar, we all have our flaws AHAHAH
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If there is one thing everyone knows, itā€™s how messy Oscar can get, clothes covering his bedroomā€™s floor and bathroom cluttered with dozens of products he received for free. Having known him ever since you were in preschool and deciding to move in together when you got accepted in uni, this was something you truly feared at first. Youā€™re polar opposite of him, keeping your place spotless and shining, anxiety gnawing at your insides when the slightest thing is out of place.
But as messy as he can be with his room, the clutter usually following him stays out of the common space, helping you keep it clean and tidy as much as he can. The problem is, he may look calm and collected at all time, he actually gets overwhelmed when exam season is around the corner. Which leads him to not cleaning up his mess, even in your shared space, and spending his days stressing or studying, or both. Second problem is, you get absolutely drowned by your stress too, feeling helpless as waves of anxiety hit you. And as mentioned before, you stressing leads to you cleaning and being even more stressed when there is clutter, something Oscar seems to be leaving everywhere lately.
It was bound to happen, voices getting louder as tears of frustration stream down your face. Your roommate frustratingly paces in the kitchen, putting his hands in his hair as he tries to calm himself down, slowly taking notes of your words and their meaning. Of course, he knows youā€™re a clean freak, heā€™s been aware even since heā€™s met you, many years ago. And he understands your point of view, he really does, but you canā€™t seem to understand his. Tidying is not how he deals with things, it actually puts more stress on him as he never seems to clean properly, room still messy after hours of tidying.
You know that, youā€™ve seen it countless of times and helped him with it on multiple occasions too, and you understand where he comes from when he tells you he canā€™t help it, but he doesnā€™t seem to make any efforts for her. The two of you arenā€™t listening to each other and thatā€™s where the problem comes from, neither of you thinking the other understands when itā€™s far from the truth. You see Oscar take a deep breath, stopping in front of you and gnawing on his bottom lip as he seems to be searching for something to say, a way to express his feelings without being clumsy.
ā€œ- Iā€™m sorry, ok ? I am. I know how stressful it gets for you when there are things laying around, but Iā€™m really stressed too and you know it doesnā€™t come naturally to me-
- I know, Oscar. Iā€™m sorry too, I shouldnā€™t have yelled like that, it wasnā€™t fair on you. I know itā€™s complicated for you, but maybe we can do it together ? I really donā€™t want to do it alone.
- Of course, itā€™s my mess after all ! Peace ?
- If you order pizza, itā€™s peace.ā€
Oscar snorts as you tease in a singsong voice, pulling his phone out of his pocket despite it being originally a joke, knowing fully well the situation is cleared. In the end, the living room is spotless when the food arrives, the two of you settling on the couch and playing on his console.
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DAY NINETEEN : PARENTS
CHARLES LECLERC
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Ā«Ā Non, tā€™auras pas de crĆØme glacĆ©e !Ā Ā» (no, youā€™re not getting ice cream)
Charles regrets his words almost immediately as he stares at the childā€™s scrunched face, lips wobbling and tears threatening to spill down her rosy cheeks. Oh, she knows exactly how to work around her father and how to get him exactly where she wants him, using her ocean eyes and pouty mouth to bend him to her every wants. She may be only six years old but sheā€™s perfectly aware of how to wrap people around her chubby fingers.
You snicker softly, sitting next to your daughter, as you see how conflicted he looks. He wants to be firm and not give in, knowing that sheā€™s already had enough sweets today and that giving her ice cream so close to bedtime will only make it difficult for her to sleep, but sheā€™s so upset with him and, as ridiculous as it sounds, he canā€™t take her being mad at him. His gaze find yours and the confusion written in it is enough to send you off, loud cackles escaping your lips.
Ā«Ā Hey, te moques pas de moi ! Elle est pire que toi.Ā Ā» (hey, donā€™t make fun of me ! sheā€™s worse than you.)
As you double over on the table, you hear little giggles from beside you, your daughter sheepishly laughing at the frown on her fatherā€™s face. She turns to you and her laugh only get stronger, loud, sharp sounds stumbling out of her mouth and echoing around the living roomā€™s walls. Charles stares at the two of you in disbelief, shaking his head with a sigh as he realizes that itā€™s going to be a long time before you stop laughing at him, an amused grin barely hidden.
Ā«Ā Faites des enfants quā€™ils disaient, cā€™est un vrai bonheur quā€™ils disaient..Ā Ā» (have children,they said. itā€™s pure joy, they said.)
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DAY EIGHTEEN : MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH
CHARLES LECLERC
TAG LIST:
@i-wish-this-was-me
@giada-chan
@havaneselover08
@fangirl125reader
@rheathesimp
@strangemaximoff
@scopeiguess
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The only thing you can recognize is the numbness filling you, haunting your every thoughts and precluding tears from falling down your cheeks. It prevents you from feeling hands stroking your back in comfort, hollow touches on your cold skin, a transcription of support when words fail. Your tea has gone cold, the delicate porcelain cup left untouched as your fingers are too stiff to hold it.
There are voices surrounding you, you can recognize all of them, varying from loud and disbelieving to quiet and wavering, a large array of reactions to the news. Someone is sitting next to you, patting your hands in a mean to get your attention, to get some sort of sign, yet nothing is able to come out of you, no sounds, no movements, not even thoughts. You know that youā€™re shaking but canā€™t see it, canā€™t feel it, canā€™t even comprehend it. Maybe thatā€™s why there are so many hands on you.
A door slams open, footsteps rushing and echoing through the room, wails deafening. They drop down in front of you and only then youā€™re able to realize that youā€™re not alone in this pain, that you have to be there for them, like theyā€™re here for you. Something inside of you breaks, the dam keeping your tears at bay suddenly gets overthrown and you feel the wetness dripping on your hands, feel a hand stroking your cheeks in an attempt to dry them.
Itā€™s no use as you let yourself fall down the couch, dropping on your knees in front of the person, in front of Arthur. His arms are around you before you know it, burying his face in your neck in an attempt to quiet his cries but it proves useless, his grief ringing in your ears as yours take over, too. It must look pretty pathetic, the two of you sobbing on the floor. It would, if only the rest of the room wasnā€™t filled with people like you two, drowning in sorrow and tears.
You canā€™t quite comprehend it, still. And if it was any other situation, if the outcome hasnā€™t been so tragic, youā€™d be laughing at the sheer absurdity of it all. How come a Formula One driver, risking his life in high speed cars on the daily, have an accident in a rental car, coming back from the grocery store. The more you think of it, the more anger flares up inside of you, bubbling under your skin, fuming. Itā€™s not fair, the worldā€™s cruel and heartless, a selfish man taking what he wants, when he wants.
Then, the numbness comes back. Days go by, the funeral takes place, the emptiness in your heart takes more place each seconds passing. You dress in black, you keep your head down, you donā€™t bother smiling at the people coming to meet you. You donā€™t eat when youā€™re sitting in Pascaleā€™s house later, surrounded by family and friends. You donā€™t share your favorite memories with him with the others, sitting together around bottles of wine.
You donā€™t realize when they get mad at you, heart and voice raw with pain, with incomprehension, with worry. All they can do is witness you giving up on your hopes and life, not finding a reason to keep on living if heā€™s not coming back to you. Lorenzo fights for you, telling them off and setting the record straight. He understands you, understands how you cope. Then itā€™s quiet again, soft apologies falling from their lips and Pierre pulling you into a hug, barely holding his tears as he tells you all about what his best friend confessed to him during all his years dating you, admitting that thereā€™s a ring waiting for you inside his bed table.
You find the ring when you come back to your shared place, admire it as you sit in his side of the bed, cold and empty. The metal is comforting in your hand and the way it wraps around your finger when you put it on reminds you of when heā€™d hug you, intricate and intimate. You send a message to Pierre, a simple picture of your finger and the ring adorning it, visible tears drying on your hand. He answers with a heart and a message about how proud of you he is, how strong you are.
A bitter laugh leaves your mouth as you close the phone. Youā€™re not strong, youā€™re quite the contrary as you let yourself fall back on the bed and sob to your heartā€™s content. Youā€™re not strong and you donā€™t know how to be, you donā€™t even know if youā€™ll ever be anymore. He was the strong one in the relationship, the rock youā€™d cling to during storms. And heā€™s not there anymore so how can you survive them now ?
As you finally log in your social medias, days later, you post the picture of the ring, in between dozens of pictures of him, of the two of you together. And as much as your heart breaks, as much as your hands shake, thereā€™s a certain lightness taking over your heart when youā€™re finally able to write a short message, posting it seconds after.
ā€œTo the love of my life, to my best friend, to my rock during storms. Iā€™ll miss you, always. Thank you for all these memories. Thank you for introducing me to your family, to your friends, to all of the people who dried my tears these past weeks. Our souls will meet again, in this universe and all the others. I love you, Charles.ā€
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fluff alphabet with george? šŸ«¶šŸ»
of course darling !! šŸ«¶
A = Admiration (what do they absolutely adore about you?)
George adores how you always support him, even when it gets in your relationshipā€™s way. Youā€™re his n1 fan and is very proud of it !
B = Body (what is their favorite part of your body?)
Your cheeks, he likes to squish them, pinch them, kiss them, you name it. He fall in love with you all over again when you smile and they get all squishy.
C = Cuddling (how do they like to cuddle?)
In bed, before the two of you fall asleep. You make your way from the bathroom after doing your skincare and heā€™s waiting in bed, propped up on the pillows with his phone in hand. He waits until your laying next to him to put his arm around your shoulders and drag you to him, kissing your head as he scrolls on his phone.
D = Dates (what does their ideal date with you look like?)
Heā€™s a classy guy, he wants to wine and dine you everyday. Think Italian restaurant, stroll down Monaco at night with his arm around your waist, opening doors for you, fixing your hair.
E = Emotions (how do they express emotion around you?)
Heā€™s not as open as he wants to be, so you have to dig a little if you want to know whatā€™s really going on inside his head. Heā€™s the most open about his thoughts in the mornings, when heā€™s still half asleep and burying his head in your neck.
F = Family (do they want one? If they do, when?)
Totally wants one, but not now. His career is still growing and he wants to start a family only when he can give his kids his full attention, which heā€™s not able to do right now.
G = Gifts (how do they feel about gift giving? What are their habits when it comes to this?)
Oh heā€™s spoiling you whether you like it or not. If you casually comment about something you see online, heā€™s pulling his phone out and ordering it before youā€™re even done talking.
H = Holding Hands (when/how do they like to hold hands?)
Not much of a hand-holder but a waist holder. His arm is always around your waist, hand squeezing you lightly and caressing your side when youā€™re in a crowded space.
I = Injury (how would they act if you got hurt?)
Listen, we all know heā€™s dramatic. Expect loud gasps, arms flailing as he runs around to grab the first aid kit, ranting about how dangerous your behavior was (even if you werenā€™t doing anything special and just tripped). Ends up kissing your injury after heā€™s bandaged it.
J = Jokes (do they like to joke around with or prank you? how?)
Heā€™s a menace, heā€™s pulling jokes on you way too often. If you pull a prank back, heā€™ll laugh at your attempt and wonā€™t let you live it down, teasing you about it for months.
K = Kisses (how do they like to kiss you?)
He might be acting all classy and gentleman, heā€™ll devour you if he could. His kisses are deep and slow, he loves to take his time and chuckles when you complain about it.
L = Love (how do they show you they love you?)
Acts of service and words of affirmation ALL THE WAY !
M = Memory (favorite memory together?)
The first time you attended a GP as his partner. He showed you around, acting like an overexcited kid as he explains everything to you. When his race is done and heā€™s reunited with you, he wastes no time pulling you in a bones crushing hug, thanking you for being his lucky charm.
N = Nightmare (what is their worst fear?)
Waking up only to realize heā€™s never met you, that he dreamt your whole life together and that he now has to live without you by his side.
O = Oddity (what is one quirk they have?)
He plays with your hair all the time, whether theyā€™re short or long, he doesnā€™t care. Itā€™s gotten to a point where you donā€™t bother putting effort into it because you know itā€™ll be ruined and messy after a few minutes anyway.
P = Pet Names (what do they like to call you?)
Heā€™s SUCH a ā€œDarlingā€ kind of guy.
Q = Quality Time (how do they like to spend time with you?
He loves to stay at home with you but he also adores to take strolls in the city, admiring the peace the night provides. But mostly, he likes to wake up with you when heā€™s on a break, enjoying having you glued to him.
R = Rhythm (what song reminds you of them?)
Half as good as you, Tom Odell
S = Secrets (how open are they with you?)
If itā€™s not directly about his emotions, heā€™s completely open! Loves to gossip and thereā€™s no one else heā€™d rather do it with than you.
T = Time (how long did it take you to get together?)
Not that long, but it took him a lot of time to actually realize he was in love with you.
U = Upset (how do they act when youā€™re upset?)
At first he acted clingier and made more jokes to lighten your mood but soon realized it wasnā€™t working so now he lets you have some space, brings you some tea and kiss your head before going to do something else.
V = Vaunt (what are they proud of? Do they like to show you off?)
Heā€™s proud of himself as a whole, but heā€™s even more proud of the fact that he has you by his side, proud that you chose him and not someone else. He loves to show you off, on social medias or in the paddock, heā€™s always talking about you.
W = Warrior (how do they feel about you fighting? Would they fight for you, beside you, etc?)
Heā€™d 100% join the fight if he thinks the other persons deserves it, otherwise heā€™ll stop it and sends the other person off before nagging at you, actually angry about it.
X = X-Ray (how well are they able to read you?)
Too well, way too well. You canā€™t hide anything from him and heā€™ll poke at you whenever youā€™re trying, annoying you until you tell him whatā€™s going on.
Y = Yes (how would they propose to you?)
Heā€™ll make such a big deal about it, only because he thinks you deserve the best things on Earth.
Z = Zen (what makes them feel calm?)
Finally being next to you in bed after being away from you for so long, able to touch you, to smell you, to hear you without the infamous ā€œphone voiceā€, to kiss you.
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THE MUSES BY YOUR SIDE PT1
a Lance Stroll social media AU
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scenario: the ā€œhistory of literatureā€ā€™s student taking over instagram slowly attracts a driver, curious about beautiful words and dazzling writings. OR how to fall in love through poems and handwritten letters.
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paiā€™s words: i studied history of literature while in uni (this is not the name it has where I live but from what Iā€™ve read, itā€™s part of what I studied) and absolutely fell in love with poems analysis. also, i have an unhealthy obsession with myths so yeah.
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1. Putting words on words, explaining the explanation.
2. Went to the market, fell in love with mirrors and what they reflected. The sky, the clouds, my eyes, the sellerā€™s kind smile, life passing by.
3. Gaia is learning about her Name and what it implies, carefully reading as she takes in the beauty of her own myth.
4. ā€œLe Villiā€ Bartolomeo Giuliano.
user1: gaia seems to be enjoying her book ! can we know what it is ?
romanticalliope: Of course darling, itā€™s Pride and Prejudice ! She surely took a liking to it, as I did after reading it the first time. šŸ¤
user2: those mirrors are to DIE for, i need them plz
romanticalliope: They are, arenā€™t they ? I sadly didnā€™t take one home..
user3: Will we have another poem analysis soon ? I love them so much, it helps me a lot with understanding literature !
romanticalliope: Iā€™m very grateful for your comment, helping all of you understand poetry is my main goal and Iā€™m glad itā€™s working. An analysis will be out tomorrow ! šŸ¤
user4: Hey, random question but do you have a playlist ? I feel like you have divine music tastes šŸ„¹šŸ„¹šŸ„¹
romanticalliope: Well, thatā€™s a high praise, thank you my sweet. I donā€™t have a public playlist for now but will surely make one if people are interested :) šŸ¤
user1: YES PLEASE
user5: we are SO interested šŸ„³šŸ„³
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user7: I WAS WAITING FOR IT OMG
user8: Thank you for this analysis!! šŸ„¹šŸ«¶
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1. One of the Water Lilyā€™s paintings from Claude Monet, in Paris. Undoubtedly one of my favorite paintings, itā€™s truly magnificent.
2. Matching Spider-Man Lego keychains with my friend. Iā€™ll forever be enamored with my friends.
3. Gaia is disturbing my reading time as the sun is hugging us. Karma is the cat purring on my lap because it loves me, I guess.
4. The market in the morning, the scent of newspapers and mimosas surrounding us.
user2: the Spider-Man keychains omg šŸ„¹šŸ„¹
user9: estie bestie would love them lol
user2: oh bestie while I 100% agree, I doubt Cassie knows about estie bestie..
romanticalliope: Ahah, I do know about Esteban :) and I bet heā€™d adore them too šŸ¤
user11: CASSIE SWIFTIE ???
romanticalliope: Confirmed šŸ„°
user5: I feel like you really like Impressionism, is it your favorite style ?? Also I LOVE this painting, still didnā€™t have the chance to see it IRL :(
romanticalliope: Impressionism is my favorite indeed ! I hope youā€™ll be able to see it soon, itā€™s truly something šŸ¤
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1. A new tattoo, an illustration for Annabel Lee, Edgar Allan Poe. While I donā€™t particularly like this writer, this poem has changed the trajectory of my life and I felt it was only fair to have it engraved in me, forever.
2. Walking back from university and feeling leaves crunching beneath my weight, the smell of wet asphalt taking over my senses.
3. My friends and I going to the Lego store and standing in front of the keychains for a good few minutes, admiring the tiny persons.
4. A picture with Esteban, from 2016, baby face and all. For those not believing I actually knew who he was šŸ˜¬šŸ˜‰
estebanocon: Nooon les deux enfants quā€™on Ć©tait ! On doit faire dā€™autre photos plus rĆ©centes šŸ¤£ (nooo the two children we were ! we need to take more recent pictures)
romanticalliope: Invite moi dans le garage Alpine et on prend autant de photos que tu veux šŸ˜­ (invite me inside the Alpine garage and weā€™ll take as much pics as you want)
estebanocon: Bien compris šŸ«” (understood)
user12: THE TATTOO OH GOD ITS SO PRETTY
user13: ESTIE šŸ˜­šŸ˜­šŸ˜­ A BABY
user14: I didnā€™t expect to see f1 related posts on this account šŸ˜¬ not complaining tho !
user2: me neither !
user9: the tattoo is breathtaking, cheers to the artist !!
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formulapai Ā· 3 months
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DAY SEVENTEEN: FLOWER SHOP AU
CLƉMENT NOVALAK
TAG LIST:
@i-wish-this-was-me
@giada-chan
@havaneselover08
@fangirl125reader
@rheathesimp
@strangemaximoff
@scopeiguess
PAIā€™S WORDS: as usual when it comes to flower stuff, itā€™s written based on my work and how my shop is ! šŸ§” so sorry for the delay, for those not following me on X, Iā€™ve had some rough patches lately and am only now getting better and motivated again šŸ«¶
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The day has been particularly exhausting, stubborn customers and complicated arrangements taking all your time and energy, especially since your colleague and dear friend couldnā€™t come to work today. Your hands cold and raw, your feet aching as much as your back, youā€™re almost done with the day and with your commands when the bellā€™s melody resonates inside the shop, indicating the presence of a new customer. Hiding a sigh and putting your best smile on, you lift your head and greet the newcomer, coming face to face with a charming man dressed in a suit.
ā€œ- Hi, how can I help you ?
- Hello, I came looking for.. well flowers ?
- Well, youā€™ve come to the right place, no doubt about it.ā€
The man in front of you chuckles and sends a sheepish smile your way, his dimples appearing at the same time as a warm feeling in your guts. You tie the bouquet you were making before walking to him, guiding the customer towards all the cut flowers you have and watching as he takes it all in, eyes stopping on some of them.
ā€œ- So, whatā€™s the occasion ? A date, maybe ?
- Oh no, none of that. Itā€™s for a friend.
- Sorry for assuming, itā€™s just that usually, when customers come in dressed as sharp as this, their intentions are pretty clear.
- Trust me, thatā€™s what everyone tells me as well. I mean, being overdressed is not a crime, is it ?
- It surely isnā€™t. About that friend of yours, do you know their favorite color ? Or a color they often wear, the main color in their home, whatever.
- Um, not really know. Purple, maybe ? She does wear that quite often.
- Alright. And for the budget ? I can work around pretty much anything, but the bouquet will obviously vary in size.
- Oh, well, I donā€™t really know about that. I donā€™t buy flowers that often so Iā€™m pretty.. clueless about prices.
- Itā€™s fine ! We can choose flowers and foliages together and Iā€™ll tell you the price as we go ?
- Yes, perfect, thanks !ā€
His dimples appears once again as he sends you a grateful smile, letting you guide him through the flowers.
ā€œ- As for now, the only purple flowers we have are clematis, aster and iris. Oh, some hydrangeas too, and gerberas. We can mix them with white and pink flowers for a softer, more feminine look, or use orange and yellow to create bright contrast, that depends on what youā€™re looking for. Itā€™s for a friend, right ? Is there any special occasion ? A celebration, a birthday ?
- Actually, itā€™s not really a friend. I mean, sheā€™s not a friend of mine, not really I guess. See, we have an.. emission, a podcast, with two of my friends, and sheā€™s invited today. So I know her and, well, appreciate her, but itā€™s.. like a work context ?ā€
You giggle softly at the obvious fluster taking over him, watch as he stumbles on his words and frown as he wonders about the situation. Your gaze falls towards the racks of flowers as you listen to him explain what he knows about the woman, Lissie as youā€™ve learned, and her job and known passions. She seems lively and passionate about what sheā€™s doing, as much as the man in front of you is at least, so you carefully pluck a yellow Calla Lily, putting it next to the clematis in your hand.
ā€œ- So, what we can do is have some strong flowers, like the yellow calla lily here, and build around them with simpler, smaller purple flowers like the clematis here. Calla Lilies stand straight and create a lot of volume when well-paired, and clematis create some movement with how they fall. See ? They naturally are more frail and ā€œfloatyā€ and will add color without it being too blunt. I can pair them with some hydrangeas for volume, no more than two or three to not throw the balance off, and some iris. Maybe add some mimosa stems in between to add more yellow.
- That.. seems perfect, really.ā€
A proud grin falls on your lips as you pluck the flowers youā€™ll need, creating the bouquet as you go. Foliages are not counted in the price as your shop offers them, something not that uncommon but that still surprises customers not used to it. You decide to go for eucalyptus, giving the bouquet more volume but also more fluidity and lightness, creating a less strict, more simple looking composition. As you go, you never forget to calculate and enunciate the price, making sure to check in with the man in front of you who seems purely in awe as he observes your hands work carefully around the flowers, delicate fingers adorned with little cuts and callouses. You place the last flower where itā€™s supposed to go, checking on different angles to make sure itā€™s evenly distributed before showing it off.
ā€œ- Ans thatā€™s how it looks, is it what you had in mind ? If not, I can replace some flowers and such, donā€™t hesitate to tell me.
- No, no itā€™s really pretty, thank you ! I didnā€™t even have something as gorgeous as this in mind, to be fair. You have a way with flowers, trust me.ā€
He compliments you excitedly as you laugh, taking a ribbon out of your apron to tie the creation before making your way to the checkout, followed closely by the young man you find quite interesting. Your hands quickly work as you cut the stems at the same level and wrap the bouquet in yellow colored paper, placing a simple light purple around it and making a bow. All the while, you explain how his friend should take care of the flowers, insisting on the ā€œcutting them every two daysā€ part and a sweet smile grows on your face as you note how meticulous he seems, nodding in a determined way and asking questions about some parts. You staple your shopā€™s cars on the wrapping paper before handing it to you, your hands brushing his as he oh so carefully takes it and profusely thanks you, making his way towards the exit.
ā€œ- Oh, Iā€™m sorry ! But youā€™ve said you have a podcast, right ? May I know the name ? I donā€™t know much about cars and, sports in general, but Iā€™d like to learn more.
- Yeah, sure ! Itā€™s called Screaming Meals, and well, my nameā€™s Clement. It was nice meeting you, Y/N.ā€
You stare at his back as he walks out with a frown and a gaping mouth, only realizing much later, as youā€™re making dinner, that your name is written on your apron. The podcast accompany your dinner and you shyly subscribe to the channel, grinning as Lissie compliments the bouquet and laughing as Clement brags about it, not missing the soft look in his eyes.
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Omg that anon is a genius. If you are not too busy and bothered by this I think it would be amazing to write redbull sebastian.
Sorry if there are any mistakes here, English isn't my first language
Ahah of course !! Donā€™t worry darling, English isnā€™t my first language either šŸ«¶
A = Admiration (what do they absolutely adore about you?)
Heā€™s in love with your attitude and how youā€™re not scared to stand up for yourself, voice loud and proud.
B = Body (what is their favorite part of your body?)
RB Seb adores your lips, he loves to see them stretch in a smile, he loves to kiss them, he loves to stare at them when you talk. he buys you tinted lip balms and lipstick, lip gloss and lip oils only so he can see you put it on and observes how it changes the aspect of your lips.
C = Cuddling (how do they like to cuddle?)
He loves to cuddle with you in his driverā€™s room before a race, calming his nerves before he has to jump in his car and breathing in your scent as his nose nuzzles your neck.
D = Dates (what does their ideal date with you look like?)
His ideal date is the two of you ordering room service while staying in a fancy hotel, cuddling I bc bed while watching TV and exchanging sweet kisses. Heā€™s a busy bee so he canā€™t always take you out to a restaurant, room service does the job just fine !
E = Emotions (how do they express emotion around you?)
Heā€™s pretty clumsy with his emotions, too proud to admit his weakness at first and shutting you out when heā€™s upset instead of talking to you. The two of you work together and he slowly gets better at expressing emotions.
F = Family (do they want one? If they do, when?)
He knows he wants one but for now, he feels too young and too focused on his career to settle down completely, happy with only the two of you.
G = Gifts (how do they feel about gift giving? What are their habits when it comes to this?)
He loves to spoil you with gifts and makes it known, buying you jewelry and clothes so you can wear them out and he can softly brag about it. He also adores to brings you things from his travels, little souvenirs he carefully picks.
H = Holding Hands (when/how do they like to hold hands?)
He holds your hand when the two of you are out together, a protective action he naturally does when he sees the crowd waiting for the two of you. his hand stays in yours as you walk in the paddock, only letting it go as he signs fanā€™s papers and takes photos with them.
I = Injury (how would they act if you got hurt?)
Will make a big deal out of it but will stop when he sees that itā€™s not helping the situation at all, seeking medical advice as soon as possible if itā€™s more serious than a bruise, nagging you about your clumsiness.
J = Jokes (do they like to joke around with or prank you? how?)
Ohhhh boy, heā€™s all about jokes and teasing. his mouth is loud and big, running all day and spewing sarcastic remarks when he can.
K = Kisses (how do they like to kiss you?)
His kisses are desperate and needy, a little rough and clumsy but he pours all his adoration in them so that makes it up. he just has so much love for you and wants to show you how he feels.
L = Love (how do they show you they love you?)
His witty remarks are his way of showing his love, he teases you all day long but he knows you enough to know when to stop, switching his demeanor to a more calm, almost shy one. he also loves some quality time as heā€™s always so busy, wrapping his arms around you as you watch a movie together.
M = Memory (favorite memory together?)
Your first kiss. it was after a date night out in a restaurant filled with laughter and gossips, his hand finding yours for the first time across the table as he sends you a genuine smile, his eyes crinkling. he drives you back to your apartment and stops you before you leave his car, carefully kissing you and wishing you a good night, thanking you for this date.
N = Nightmare (what is their worst fear?)
Being hurt in race. obviously, itā€™s every driversā€™s fear, but heā€™s completely scared of being hurt and having to see the worry take over your face, watching tears fill up your eyes and not being able to do anything to stop them.
O = Oddity (what is one quirk they have?)
He looks for you wherever he goes, even when he knows youā€™re not there. heā€™s so addicted to your presence that he seeks it all the time, casting glances towards the crowd in hope to spot you.
P = Pet Names (what do they like to call you?)
Maus ! itā€™s teasing but cute, comparing you to a squeaky little animal and laughing as he sees your offended face.
Q = Quality Time (how do they like to spend time with you?)
When heā€™s not busy, he loves to just lay in bed with you and rest, enjoying the peace and quiet as he listens to you softly speaking, head buried in your belly as you softly stroke his hair, humming in contentment.
R = Rhythm (what song reminds you of them?)
Viva la Vida - Coldplay
505 - Arctic Monkeys
S = Secrets (how open are they with you?)
Pretty open, he loves to share gossips with you but is still a little hesitant about sharing his thoughts and worries. he makes effort and become more and more open though.
T = Time (how long did it take you to get together?)
Not long, he knew from the moment he saw you that he wanted you, openly flirting with you and flashing you his award-winning smile.
U = Upset (how do they act when youā€™re upset?)
Heā€™s completely lost, he wants to give you some space but he also wants to know whatā€™s happening. in the end, he carefully asks you what you want right now and acts on it, respecting your wishes.
V = Vaunt (what are they proud of? Do they like to show you off?)
Heā€™s proud of himself and of his talent, thatā€™s for sure. he loves to show you off as his, protective hands wrapped around you in public, your name pronounced in every one of his interviews.
W = Warrior (how do they feel about you fighting? Would they fight for you, beside you, etc?)
Heā€™ll start a fight for you, protecting you from anyone even looking at you in a bad way.
X = X-Ray (how well are they able to read you?)
Heā€™s getting better every day ! he takes little notes about what you like and donā€™t, what you did, what you want, anything so he can understand you better.
Y = Yes (how would they propose to you?)
Right after a podium, in the middle of the crowd as everyone scream around you, not even thinking about it because of the adrenaline taking over him. had he thought about it, heā€™d have proposed to you in a better setting, taking you out to eat and getting on his knees there, but heā€™s still young and dumb, too happy and too eager to propose to you as heā€™s just won another race.
Z = Zen (what makes them feel calm?)
You, your presence next to him in bed, your arms wrapped around him, your scent enveloping him. Just you.
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formulapai Ā· 3 months
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Omg for your 300 followers thing can I request Seb? But like can it be redbull Seb, if not thn Seb now is good too
Iā€™ll do ā€œactualā€ Seb for now, but will do his RB era if itā€™s requested again !! thank you šŸ«¶
A = Admiration (what do they absolutely adore about you?)
Seb is always in awe when he watches you do what you love, the pure passion and determination in your eyes makes him fall even more in love with you as heā€™s full of passion himself.
B = Body (what is their favorite part of your body?)
Iā€™d say he has two: your hands and your cheeks. Heā€™s a hand holder and proud of it, your hands are his all time favorites to hold. Theyā€™re not perfect, skin soft but marked with little scars, bumps and patch of dryness but they fit so perfectly in his. Your cheeks are always victims to his playful pinches and pokes, a playful grin whenever he approaches you to annoy you.
C = Cuddling (how do they like to cuddle?)
He LOVES to cuddle in the morning, warm and nestled in your bed as the curtains barely contain the outside light, casting a warm glow on your two bodies. He likes to have you laying your head on his chest as he reads or to have his head on your belly, your fingers carding through his hair.
D = Dates (what does their ideal date with you look like?)
Heā€™s a casual kind of guy, he loves a good picnic in a field, under a tree. Youā€™ll prepare the food together the day before and drive to his favorite spot quite early, his hand on your thigh as he drives and soft music playing. Once youā€™re there, you lay the blanket down as he takes the basket from the backseat and joins you, sitting on the blanket to get all the foods out and on the covered floor. The two of you enjoy the quiet peace, laughter filling the space as you chatter together.
E = Emotions (how do they express emotion around you?)
Heā€™s pretty open about his emotions, not scared to be seen as weak or fragile by you. He loves that you let him rant when he needs to, and always does the same for you.
F = Family (do they want one? If they do, when?)
Heā€™s such a family person, of course he wants one (and realistically, he has one, but for the sake of this, letā€™s pretend it sadly doesnā€™t exist). When he wants it is completely up to you as he knows itā€™s a mutual decision and doesnā€™t want to pressure you or anything. And if your family ends up being the two of you and a dog, then itā€™s fine with him.
G = Gifts (how do they feel about gift giving? What are their habits when it comes to this?)
He LOVES gifting you flowers. whether it comes from the garden, a field or a shop, heā€™s always bringing you a bouquet and takes note of what flowers you like. itā€™s become a habit and heā€™s pleased to say he never once broke his streak.
H = Holding Hands (when/how do they like to hold hands?)
As I previously said, heā€™s HUGE on hand holding. it makes him feel grounded and he knows it makes you feel secure so itā€™s a win win situation. your fingers are interlocked and he swings your hands while you walk, a cute sight for his fans.
I = Injury (how would they act if you got hurt?)
Heā€™ll be really calm no matter the injury, not wanting to scare you or to worsen the situation with his stress. if itā€™s a minor injury, heā€™ll help you clean the wound and will make sure to check on it the following days, casting a glance at it when youā€™re not watching to not seem overbearing. if itā€™s pretty bad, heā€™ll drive you to the ER and hold your hand as you wait, caressing your hair to calm you down. will do everything the doctor says and will nag you to take your medication.
J = Jokes (do they like to joke around with or prank you? how?)
Not pranks but teasing touches, like pinching your cheeks, slapping your bum, tickling your ribs, anything to hear you indignantly squeak as he runs away laughing.
K = Kisses (how do they like to kiss you?)
Heā€™s such a soft kisser when he wants to be, cradling your face gently as his warm lips fall on yours, tasting your lip balm and smiling as he realizes itā€™s his favorite one. but he also can be rough and eager, hands grabbing at you and tongue exploring your mouth and leaving you breathless.
L = Love (how do they show you they love you?)
Acts of service, all the way !! his life is all about you and making you the happiest, so he tries his hardest to ease your life by doing little things, remembering your passing comments about a craving and cooking it for you, enveloping you in a blanket of you fall asleep on the couch.
M = Memory (favorite memory together?)
The day he retired. yes, it sounds weird, but the way you supported him all those years and supported him even more when he told the world he wanted to end his career is stuck with him. you waited for him when he said goodbye to his colleagues and friends, when they threw a dinner the a party for him, when he spent his final day in the headquarters. you were always beside him, encouraging him and listening to his concerns about the future and calming him.
N = Nightmare (what is their worst fear?)
Seeing you hurt and not knowing what to do, having to watch from the sidelines as you suffer alone.
O = Oddity (what is one quirk they have?)
Heā€™s very touchy about his hair, wanting only the best for them, spending money on hair care and not really happy when someone touch them, even you.
P = Pet Names (what do they like to call you?)
SCHATZ ALL THE WAY !! Youā€™re his treasure, the most precious thing he has, so obviously heā€™ll call you just that.
Q = Quality Time (how do they like to spend time with you?)
Doing domestic things together like washing the dishes or cooking, he loves the proximity and the normality of it all, he feels as if youā€™ve been by his side his whole life with the way the two of you work perfectly together.
R = Rhythm (what song reminds you of them?)
Five thousand nights - Yodelice
Comme des enfants - Coeur de Pirate
S = Secrets (how open are they with you?)
Very open !! youā€™ll know every little things going through his mind.
T = Time (how long did it take you to get together?)
Not long, Iā€™d say. At first it was all flirty comments and teasing jokes, and it evolved into dates and late nights talking in the phone.
U = Upset (how do they act when youā€™re upset?)
He lets you have your space, lets you come to him when youā€™re ready and wonā€™t pressure you, only coming to you if he sees you actively stressing yourself and not properly taking care of yourself,
V = Vaunt (what are they proud of? Do they like to show you off?)
Is always proud of his career, of course. he reckons that he did some bad things but heā€™s still proud of his time as a driver. he loves to show you off whenever he goes to ceremonies and events, his hands not leaving you as he greets people he barely knows.
W = Warrior (how do they feel about you fighting? Would they fight for you, beside you, etc?)
Heā€™d fight with you, thatā€™s for sure. if he sees you punching someone, he wonā€™t ask the reason and will join you because he fully trusts you to only do this kind of thing if the person deserves it.
X = X-Ray (how well are they able to read you?)
Fully, completely. he knows you probably even more than you know yourself and uses it when youā€™re feeling upset.
Y = Yes (how would they propose to you?)
On a casual date night, a dinner on your terrace while the warm summer sun is slowly setting. heā€™ll be confident and relaxed as he gets down on his knees, repeating the speech he meticulously prepared for you.
Z = Zen (what makes them feel calm?)
Seeing you asleep when he wakes up. the sun shining on your face as you take slow, deep breaths calms him down and makes him feel at home.
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formulapai Ā· 3 months
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more Sushi pictures for those wondering about her, little menace with huge fangs šŸ§”
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Fluff alphabet for Arthur šŸ™
of course darling !! šŸ«¶
send me a driver and Iā€™ll do their fluff alphabetšŸŠ
A = Admiration (what do they absolutely adore about you?)
he LOVES your determination and how hard working you can be when youā€™re passionate about something. also adores how you can take his jokes and even tease him back.
B = Body (what is their favorite part of your body?)
as cheesy as it seems, Iā€™d say your smile, just because he laughs to make people around him laugh, you even more. he feels a sense of accomplishment when a big, bright smile appears on your face.
C = Cuddling (how do they like to cuddle?)
will plaster himself on your back while youā€™re busy and wonā€™t let go until you threaten him. his arms are tight and warm around you and he usually puts his head in the crook of your neck or on top of your head.
D = Dates (what does their ideal date with you look like?)
I feel like it can go two different ways: either he takes you to dinner in a fancy, but small restaurant and treats you like the royal he thinks you are, or he orders pizzas (and prays his team wonā€™t scold him) and puts a comforting movie on.
E = Emotions (how do they express emotion around you?)
at first not quite, heā€™s used to being the funny, happy friend and hides himself behind this facade all the time. but as time passes and after you confront him about this, heā€™s way more transparent.
F = Family (do they want one? If they do, when?)
YES, BIG YES. I feel like the three leclerc brothers want a family at some point, and while he may be the less ā€œeagerā€ one, he still dreams of building a family with you. maybe not now, heā€™s still young and too focused on his career and his freedom and knows a kid or two will obviously restrict him in some way, but when heā€™s settled down enough and knows where his career is taking him, heā€™d be excited to have them.
G = Gifts (how do they feel about gift giving? What are their habits when it comes to this?)
casual kind of gifts-giver ! I feel like heā€™s a quality time and words of affirmation guy but he does love to bring you little gifts from wherever he travelled, little trinkets that made him think of you.
H = Holding Hands (when/how do they like to hold hands?)
oh boy does he LOVE to hold hands !! heā€™s not clingy per se but his hand will ALWAYS find its way to yours and stay linked together, no matter where you may be.
I = Injury (how would they act if you got hurt?)
drama king right there, heā€™ll first make sure itā€™s not that bad then will scold you about it, acting as if you nearly died when really, itā€™s a scratch. will threaten to wrap you in bubble wrap.
J = Jokes (do they like to joke around with or prank you? how?)
have you SEEN the man ???? if you canā€™t take a joke and canā€™t take some teasing, itā€™s over for you. not much of a prankster though, as heā€™s scared that itā€™ll end in a bad way and will potentially hurt you.
K = Kisses (how do they like to kiss you?)
he has two moods for this: either itā€™s teasing kisses, approaching you with a mischievous grin and playfully bugging you about whatever then peppering your face in kisses when you pout, or itā€™s really cute and romantic, pressing soft, long kisses to your head while you hug him.
L = Love (how do they show you they love you?)
brings you everywhere he can, invites you to every family outing, wether itā€™s a big family dinner or a coffee in town with his brothers, hypes you SO MUCH, takes you on thoughtful dates, sends you memes heā€™s found online.
M = Memory (favorite memory together?)
the first time meeting his family ! you two were out on a day and decided to stop at a cafe without realizing his mother and two brothers were there as well, Arthur too busy with you to notice the messages inviting him to a last minute hangout. his mother called him over and he had no choice but to introduce you to them. the warm welcome they all gave you will forever be stuck in his mind.
N = Nightmare (what is their worst fear?)
having to choose between you and his career, no doubts.
O = Oddity (what is one quirk they have?)
when he makes a joke or a witty remark, heā€™ll always steal a glance towards you to see if youā€™re laughing. his main goal is to make you happy, so he wants to make sure he makes you laugh with his attitude and quick remarks. if youā€™re not, he tries even harder, on the borderline of being annoying.
P = Pet Names (what do they like to call you?)
either a generic pet names in French, like Ā«Ā ChĆ©rieĀ Ā», Ā«Ā bĆ©bĆ©Ā Ā», Ā«Ā mon coeurĀ Ā» or a pet name coming from an inside joke.
Q = Quality Time (how do they like to spend time with you?)
he LOVES going out and dragging you to parties, restaurants etc but also adores staying in with you and just chill. also likes it when youā€™re just in the same room as him while heā€™s working.
R = Rhythm (what song reminds you of them?)
oh wow, I have many !!
Read my mind - The Killers
Open your eyes - Snow Patrol
Youth - DAUGHTER
S = Secrets (how open are they with you?)
a blabbermouth !! he loves to share little things with you
T = Time (how long did it take you to get together?)
surprisingly long, because he knew he wanted to do things right with you contrary to what he did with his previous relationship, so he made sure to take his time.
U = Upset (how do they act when youā€™re upset?)
completely shuts everyone out and become snappy. can be pretty mean with his words but will regret it once heā€™s feeling better and apologize many times for it.
V = Vaunt (what are they proud of? Do they like to show you off?)
he LOVES !!!! to show you off. his biggest pride is his career, but heā€™s also so proud of his two brothers and what theyā€™ve achieved, especially charles. really proud of having you by his side, too.
W = Warrior (how do they feel about you fighting? Would they fight for you, beside you, etc?)
oh heā€™ll be the first one to throw a punch if youā€™re ever threatened, trust me. heā€™s not a violent dog but heā€™ll bite whoever tries to fight you.
X = X-Ray (how well are they able to read you?)
is very perceptive and will know when thereā€™s the slightest change in your attitude.
Y = Yes (how would they propose to you?)
heā€™ll be SO stressed for the preparations. he knows youā€™ll say yes, has no doubts about it, but he feels you deserve only THE BEST and will worry his head off about preparing it. will seek his brothers and even his motherā€™s help and will plan a whole day, from morning to night, only about you. will convince Lorenzo to take you out for breakfast using whatever excuse, then the two of you will join Charles for lunch and spend the day at their momā€™s house, while youā€™re completely confused about whatā€™s going on and why Arthurā€™s not here. his brothers drive you to a restaurant using the excuse that they want to treat you for being a great ā€œin lawā€ but once you arrive, they leave you to find Arthur waiting for you at a table, dim lights and soft music playing as the restaurantā€™s surprisingly empty.
Z = Zen (what makes them feel calm?)
knowing youā€™re safe and sound in his arms. he always worries about you even when youā€™re seemingly fine, only at ease when you two are cuddled up together.
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YOUā€™RE PURR-FECT FOR ME !
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scenario: how some of the grid would deal with a cat-obsessed lover
warnings: cat scratches, blood due to scratches, biting, overall just kitty shenanigans
paiā€™s words: grew up surrounded by cats (and even now, meet Sushi my kitty baby and her VERY BIG FANGS in the first pic !) (she has a teeth condition so her fangs just grow and grow and we have to take her to the vet so they can trim them sksksksk still lives a wonderful life donā€™t worry) so i have a particular spot in my heart for them šŸ«¶
MAXšŸŠ
- CAT DAD
- jimmy and sassy are his little menaces and he never shuts up about them
- is very fond of all the cat memes you send him and saves them
- rolls his eyes when you nag at him for punishing the cats, even when they did something they definitely should get punished for (aka just max pointing an accusatory at them and slightly raising his voice)
- wheezed the first time you proposed a cats play date but soon realized you were serious and stopped
- knows he can always count on you to watch over his two menaces when heā€™s away and always makes sure to thank you profusely
- does the same for you when youā€™re away and sends you pictures and videos of your cats all day long, even FaceTiming you to show you the damages they decided to do to his apartment
- once you live together he has to physically stop you buying every cute cat furniture you see. no, you donā€™t need yet another litter box just because this oneā€™s yellow with little flowers. no, your catā€™s life wonā€™t be drastically better if their food bowls are heart-shaped.
- in the end, he gives in and drives you to the store because he canā€™t resist you and your love for cats
ESTEBANšŸŠ
- sends you random cats pictures and caption them with ā€œus ā˜ŗļøā€
- he sees a cat keychain while traveling? he buys it for you. a shirt with paw prints on it ? he buys it too. a box of cookies with the picture of a cat on it ? yeah, itā€™s going in his luggage too.
- brings treats for your kitties when he visits you and tells you about the searches he did before buying them
- responsible cat dad in law
- smiles SO BRIGHT when you send him videos of the little monsters before his races, it really pumps him up
- is the one sending you shopping ideas for cat furniture and gladly takes you to the store or orders for you
- posts them all over his social medias
- one time, one of your cats bit him pretty deep in the calf and he spent ten minutes trying to free his leg from the murder fangs
- never told you about it because 1) his pride suffered because of the fact that a CAT defeated him 2) he cares about Mr.Chonk and doesnā€™t want you punishing him
PIERREšŸŠ
- said many times that he much prefers dogs but deep down, he loves the balls of fur
- annoys them all the time and complains when his arms look like scratching posts
- gives them the dumbest nicknames and laughs his ass off when you complain about it
- the first thing he buys when he goes grocery shopping before coming to your place is cat food, so much that you have cupboards full of it but donā€™t have the heart to tell him as you know itā€™s his way of taking care of them
- your cats adore him when heā€™s not being a pain in their backside
- locks them out of the bedroom and makes fun of you for giving in and letting them inside after they meowed on the other side of the door
- scolds them like heā€™d scold kids and tells them off about their attitude when he notices their ears going on airplane mode, scolds you too when you take their side and coo at them
- sends you tiktoks about cat clothes and orders it because he knows the cats are going to hate it
- movie night turns into him cuddling ā€œhis babiesā€ and leaving you sitting on the floor
OSCARšŸŠ
- grew up with dogs but is a cat person deep down
- snorts when you send him pics of your cats next to pics of him, or the ā€œpolite cat Oscarā€ memes you find on twitter
- never carries them in his arms because he knows theyā€™ll gnaw on him so whenever he has to lift them off the kitchen counter, he puts his hands behind their front legs and lifts them ā€œSimba-in-lion-king styleā€ which has you wheezing
- sighs when he sees that you bought new cat trinkets
- he lets you change his phone screens and widgets to cat pictures and memes because you were bored and already did yours
- complains when you show him the matching pjs you bought with paw prints all over but you catch him wearing them in a FaceTime call
- you once played with your monsters and ended up with little drips of blood all over from scratches and bite marks (accidental, the monsters can get quite into the games) and he panicked
- you heard him scolding the cats after he cleaned you up and took a video of it. you still teases him about it sometimes
LANDOšŸŠ
- is a dog person but also loves your hairy ankle biters
- asks max about how to woo your cats. max just makes fun of him and leaves him to suffer like a real bestie.
- whenever he opens your front door, he knows he has 0.2 seconds to enter and close it before they come running and try to get out. he once let them out and had to run after them in your building stairs
- loves to come up to them when theyā€™re sleeping and pinch their belly to annoy them
- sends you pics of everything cat-related he sees when he travels, as well as pics of real cats
- his jpg account is filled with his little family (you and your cats) and their crimes (the bite marks adorning his legs and you laughing in the background)
- when you move together, the cats know exactly when he starts streaming and run to the room heā€™s in, causing ruckus and showing the viewers just how little power Lando has over the cuties
- he closes the door once but immediately opens it when he hears a loud thud, one of the cats running straight into the door because itā€™s never ever closed. the video of him crying in laughter on the floor as the kitty meows in annoyance gets all over social medias and everyone teases him about being a bad cat dad
- takes the tiny menace in his arms when heā€™s finally able to stop sobbing and shows everyone theyā€™re fine
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