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lewisvinga · 8 months

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je t’aime | charles leclerc x fem! reader

summary; a peak into the summer break of everyone’s favorite couple on the grid + a summer surprise

fc; amanda diaz

notes; i had to do a lil something for charles

masterlist !

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yourusername: mini spa dump w my love, so so so proud of u 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨

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charles_leclerc: couldn’t have done it without you by my side 💗 je t’aime [i love you]

yourusername: je t’aime aussi🥹💗 [i love you too]

username: motherr

carmenmmundt: gorgeous gal!!

yourusername: says the most beautiful gal 🥹💗💗

username: i’m too invested in this relationship

username: y/n vacation pics soon😩😩

username: i can do so much better than ur vroom vroom boy

username: so painfully single 💔

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charles_leclerc: vacances d'été [summer vacation]

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yourusername: whyd u take a picture of me sleeping😕😕😕😕😕😕

charles_leclerc: you looked too cute

yourusername: too fine

arthur_leclerc: she almost tripped and fell when she saw your post

yourusername: can u not

yourusername: i love u mon amour

charles_leclerc: and i love u mon ange

username: half the posts being y/n, i’m sick!

username: she’s a gold digger

username: shut the fuck up

username: THE it couple on the grid

username: i bet he was looking at y/n in the first pic

username: i’ve never seen a man look so in love 😩🙁

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yourusername: i 💗 summer ( charles )

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charles_leclerc: i also 💗 summer ( y/n )

yourusername: 💕💕💞💞

charles_leclerc: gorgeous as always

charles_leclerc: and the last photo?? really??

yourusername: i am innocent arthur told me to post it !!!!

arthur_leclerc: yeah i did tell her 😁

username: context behind the last picture??

yourusername: he lost his airpod and it got stuck and he was determined to get it so he can flex to everyone that he’s still on his ‘first’ pair (he’s not)

username: not y/n exposing charles 😭

lilymhe: ur so fine, charles can’t handle all that🙄🙄🙄🥰🥰😻😻😻

yourusername: ur finer 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩

alex_albon: hello????

charles_leclerc: i can handle all that

username: lily is all of us😭

username: zoo wee mama

username: whats eta backwards??

username: the pink dress wow😩

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charles_leclerc: 4 years of loving you and to a lifetime of calling you mrs. leclerc, joyeux anniversarie, mon ange, la future madame leclerc, je t’aime. [happy anniversary, my angel, the future mrs leclerc, love you.]

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yourusername: my future husbanddd🥹

charles_leclerc: my future wifeee💗

yourusername: je t’aime aussi [i love you too]

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carlossainz55: congratulations! ❤️ i finally don’t have to see him being a nervous mess in the garage anymore 🤣

charles_leclerc: it was a justified nervousness! but thank you for helping me plan❤️

maxverstappen1: congratulations you two!

pierregasly: félicitations, je te souhaite le meilleur ! [congratulations, I wish you the best!]

username: THIS IS NOT A DRILL OMG

username: my parents

username: ‘future madame leclerc’ I WILL CRY

scuderiaferrari: congratulazioni!❤️ [congratulations]

username: i wanna be jealous so bad but i’m so happy for them🙁

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yourusername: 4 years of loving and adoring you. i couldn’t have asked for a better boyfriend because i already have the best. sorry! i meant fiancé. can’t wait to become madame leclerc. je t’aime tellement, mon amour. 💗 [i love you so much, my love]

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charles_leclerc: mon ange, i am forever grateful for having you in my life

yourusername: i’m grateful for you🥹💕

charles_leclerc: je t’aime 💞

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lilymhe: AHHHHH

lilymhe: CONGRATULATIONS 🥹🥹🥹💓💓💖 is this an excuse to look for new dresses🤔

yourusername: duhhh, but look for bridesmaids dresses 😉

carmenmmundt: omg, congratulations 🥹 hope your mascara didn’t run too much😉

yourusername: waterproof mascara works like a wonder and not just to keep the lashes curled!

username: we officially lost her girls

username: we lost her to the vroom vroom guy

username: wedding is gonna be the wedding of the year, i just know it!

username: me and who🙁

username: charly/n foreverrrr

username: i used prayed for days like these

username: the grid’s it couple is finally getting married 😭😭🙏🙏

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chrisevansonly · 4 months

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For little karter what about something where Matteo as toddler is sick but tries to hide it from his family to not worry them? And maybe Lorenzo and Arthur find him curled underneath his dad's jacket? You can blurb or headcanon this, whatever you desire more? 🫶🏻

aww wait this is so cute 😭 (ps i chose to write this blurb in all english because i am tired and my french is not frenching)

Matteo was cuddled under Charles Moncler jacket that rested on the couch at Arthur’s apartment, the three of you spending the evening with him at his new home to have dinner together.

The toddler had seemed fine earlier but as the day went on he’d begun to feel a bit sick, and knowing it was cold season there was a good chance he’d come down with something.

He disappeared away from the two of you a few hours ago, and Arthur had decided to see if he was playing with the toy cars in his office, but as soon as he sees the lump that’s under the winter coat, he frowns

“Teo…”

He says softly a whine coming from underneath the coat, worrying the youngest Leclerc brother

“Char, can you come here?” He calls for his brother, who’s quick to walk over, leaving you to finish up dinner

“Matteo is under there but i’m not sure what’s wrong…i think he’s hiding”

Charles frowns before sitting next to his coat

“Amour…are you okay?”

“No papa…don’t w-want papa!” he answers back, sending worry through Charles

“Hey…Matteo why don’t you want papa what’s wrong baby?”

Matteo sniffles, the sound of his tired cries sending a pang of hurt to his heart

“Come on…tell me what’s happened?”

It takes a few more minutes of coaxing before he’s peaking his head out and looking at his dad. His eyes red and swollen, cheeks bright pink and a frown on his face

“d-don’t feel good papa…want maman…”

Charles can’t help but frown as he picks up the young boy and holds him to his chest, upset that Matteo was sick and hiding by himself

“Okay love, let’s go see maman okay?”

When the two of them arrived in the kitchen you dropped what you were doing and walked to your boys, distraught at the state of your little boy

“Oh honey…are you not feeling good..?”

Matteo nodded, pouting as he reached for you, wanting to be close to you, and you were quick to take him in your arms

“Let’s go have a nice warm bath and get you changed into some comfy clothes hmm? Maman will make it better” you cooed softly

“S-sorry for-hidin’”

Charles shook his head and kissed his forehead

“It’s okay to hide sometimes, but you know Maman and I love you and we always want you to come us okay?”

Matteo nodded, slumping into your hold before the two of you headed up to borrow the bathtub in Arthur’s bathroom. Thankfully he had a room set up for the little boy so cozy pyjamas and children’s tylenol were not far from you.

Matteo was a quiet and anxious little boy, but he was your little boy and all that mattered, was getting him back to feeling like himself, no matter what…

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johnpriceslamb · 5 days

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𝓽 𝓱 𝓻 𝓮 𝓪 𝓭 𝓮 𝓭 𝓮 𝓵 𝓮 𝓰 𝓪 𝓷 𝓬 𝓮

🪡 Before you joined the gang, you used to be a tailor. An event was coming up soon which involved looking fancy, meaning that you had to take his measurements for a new suit.

𝓑𝓔𝓕𝓞𝓡𝓔 𝓨𝓞𝓤 𝓟𝓡𝓞𝓒𝓔𝓔𝓓 ! ⋆ female ! reader ⋆ hyper-feminine ! reader ⋆ very suggestive content w/ javier ⋆ close proximity ⋆ reader is mentioned to be physically smaller than said chars ⋆ poorly google translates spanish >.> ⋆ not proof read nor edited ⋆ wrd count/1.2k

🪡 arthur morgan ⋆ charles smith ⋆ john marston ⋆ javier escuella (sep) x f! reader

🪡 𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓱𝓾𝓻 𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓰𝓪𝓷,

“stand still!”

You prattle on for the umpteenth time this evening. The loyal enforcer of the gang grunts at the feeling of the cold tape measure wrapped around his bare waist, as he begrudgingly lifts his arms up to avoid messing up the measurements.

“For someone so little,” He groans at the feeling of the flexible measure tightening deliberately around him, “You sure do have a lot of attitude.”

You ignore him, of course. You scribble down the exact number of his measurement down on a piece of paper with a slight hum. The beads of your delicate necklace hang delicately off your neck as you bend over the edge of the table a bit, elbows propping your demure head for support. Arthur couldn’t help but boredly take a peak of what you were writing down, before ultimately sighing as he hopes for this to go a little quicker.

the cigar in his mouth hangs low on his bottom lip, embers flying out from the tip. He takes another slow drag, before letting it out with a gentle sigh- to your direction. You throw the man a puffed-cheek glare, your little nose scrunching up at the smell.

He wouldn’t admit the fact that he felt warm when your fingers would touch his body so subtly when measuring him. Or when your face was so close to his ragged skin, he could really feel your soft breath. Did you always look that pretty when you’re concentrated?

“Hey, Arthur?” That familiar high-pitched voice catches his attention. His hands lazily grab ahold of his low-hung belt, before leaning in.

“Mh?” He lowly grunts, squinting his eyes at the sight of your beady eyes staring up at him. He chews at the end of his cigarette, letting out a huff when the smoke unexpectedly enters inside his body.

You cheekily smile, tinkering your dewy lashes at him to feign innocence. The pencil in your grip is tapped multiple times on the paper, “Wouldn’t pink be a suitable colour choice for your suit?”

“[name].” You’re lucky you were blessed with a cute little face, otherwise he’d have no issue throwing you in the lake nearby.

🪡 𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓵𝓮𝓼 𝓼𝓶𝓲𝓽𝓱,

“..I’m not familiar with getting measured, I apologise if I make anything difficult.” Charles quietly explains to you in that baritone voice he had. You can’t help that sweet fluttering in your chest at the apology.

“Nonsense!” You wave him off with a toothy smile, “All you’ll have to do is stand still.”

The gentle giant in-front of you slowly nods. He’s not uncomfortable, but he’s kind of on the edge since this was new to him. But since it’s you, he can feel some of the tension in him melt. Usually, he tends to avoid interacting with other people at camp.

But you? Something about you made him draw closer.

“Just a matter of standing still? I think I can manage with that. No trouble with me.” A ghost of a smile slowly etches onto his dark skin at your expression. Almost.. puppy like.

You’re about to measure his full height to ensure the exact proportions of the suit are balanced, only to realise..

Your height (lack thereof.. oops.) comes in as a bit of an issue here. For plot purposes, there aren’t any stools around nor could you go on your tippy toes to measure him fully.

“..Ah.” Charles blinks at the situation. Amusement crosses his face, before gesturing to hand over the end of the measuring tape. He holds it just at his head, patiently watching you peak at the number it falls down to at his ankles.

“Oh my..” You let out a tiny squeak at the number, a shy smile appearing on your sweet face before scribbling it down on a piece of paper nearby.

“Oh my?” He repeats you, “What? Is that.. Is that bad?”

“No, no!” You stammer, meekly brushing your hands over your light pink petticoat, “You’re just.. Y’know. You’re tall.”

“Oh?” He smiles lightly, lovingly looking at your light expression, “I hope that won’t be too much of a problem.”

“It’s not a problem. Quite the opposite, actually.” You quietly mumble the last part. Oh dear, you can feel his gaze, practically warming up your soul, staring at you as if you hung the stars. You feel your cheeks heating up.

“Pardon?”

“Nothing!”

🪡 𝓳𝓸𝓱𝓷 𝓶𝓪𝓻𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓷,

never in your life have you wanted to smack a man in the face so badly.

“Woah,” John grins like a newly wet dog from running through a puddle, “Y’here to take my measurements or to feel me up?”

All you did was just wrap the tape around the swell of his hips. Your cheeks puff out, purposefully tightening the tape to get your point behind.

“I mean, I wouldn’t mind either way.” He cheekily smiles, before scoffing at the feeling of the measuring tape deliberately tightening around him.

You swear you can smell the scent of booze. You ignore it, before straightening your back to measure his waist. What you can’t ignore however, was that raspy drawl his voice had which somehow makes you fall for him over and over again.

He may be as dumb as rocks, but his little antics drew you in.

“Hey,” He calls out to catch your attention. You sweetly tilt your head up, and to the side when he looks down at you.

“You gon’ pick the colours of my suit, or do I get to?” He asks curiously.

You ponder, “Well.. Do you want to?”

He thinks about it for a moment, before coming up with an answer. “Nah. Reckon you should. You’re the professional, after all.”

You can’t help but let out a soft giggle, “I wouldn’t go that far.”

When you’ve finished his measurements, you excitedly turn to him to discuss the colour choices which’ll be appropriate for the event coming up soon. Both of your eyes meet and he peers down at you with a loving gaze, it catches your breath a bit before you force yourself to look down at the notes which contained your notes.

“I think your suit should have a low v cut to really show that upper-body of yours. Perhaps a classic navy blue as your primary colour, and— Hey! Are you even listening to me?”

He blinks a few times, a bit sheepish. “I am, I just don’t got a clue on what you’re saying, sweetheart.”

You can feel your hand tighten.

🪡 𝓳𝓪𝓿𝓲𝓮𝓻 𝓮𝓼𝓬𝓾𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓪,

“Ah.. Quite close there, aren’t you?” He has this.. devilishly handsome smile you want to wipe off badly. He peers down at you as if you were nothing but a little dollie while you measured his chest.

“‘M not trying to be!” You whine, going just a bit lower to wrap the measuring tape around his waist now. You hum delightfully as you find the exact number, squinting your eyes to see where the tip of the measurement tape lands on.

While you’re busy with your own little thing, you don’t notice the way Javier admires you from above. He can’t help but comment on it too.

“You know,” He starts of with a slow, lazy smile. Mischievous, even.

“You’re looking very pretty working down there.” He puts a lot of emphasis on the word ‘very’ in his sentence. It’s subtle, but if you were to be paying attention to him you’d get it immediately.

You tilt your head up to innocently thank him with a small smile etched on your pretty little face, before realising what his words were implying. That little..

“Javier!” You scold him with a very high-pitched tone. You feel your dignity fading away as soon as he replies with a mocking laugh to your whining.

“You know I’m just playing around, chica. Don’t take it so seriously.” His hand goes down to cheekily pinch your squishy cheek to get his point through. You frown.

“You’re horrible.” You babble, begrudgingly taking his last measurement. You’re very tempted to give him the cold shoulder, but decided against it.

“You’re too kind.” He sarcastically replies, that same lazy grin on his face from the start as when he sees you scribbling down some notes about his measurements and preferences. You throw a tiny glare at him, “I’m the one creating your suit here, be nice!”

“Mhm? I haven’t gotten to express my gratitude yet have I?” He takes the notepad away from you, setting it aside before easily picking you up by the waist and setting you on the table, your legs dangle off the edge easily as he nears you.

“Permiteme que, querida.”

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cristotudoemtodos · 2 months

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“A nossa principal oração e finalidade como cristãos deve ser que possamos "... andar dignamente diante do Senhor, agradando-lhe em tudo, frutificando em toda a boa obra, e crescendo no conhecimento de Deus" (Colossenses 1:10).” - Arthur Walkington Pink, Os Atributos de Deus, Imprensa da Fé, 1990, p. 34-35.

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officialyourdailyinspiration · 11 months

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Nothing in all the vast universe can come to pass otherwise than God has eternally purposed. Here is a foundation of faith. Here is a resting place for the intellect. Here is an anchor for the soul, both sure and steadfast. It is not blind fate, unbridled evil, man or Devil, but the Lord Almighty who is ruling the world, ruling it according to His own good pleasure and for His own eternal glory.

Arthur W. Pink

#God #sovereign #God's will #anchor #soul #Lord #Almighty #God's glory #eternity #Arthur W. Pink #Christian Quotes

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slave-of-the-lord-jesus-christ · 4 months

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Nothing in all the vast universe can come to pass otherwise than God has eternally purposed.

-Arthur W. Pink

#Arthur W. Pink #christian blog #christianity #christians #christianquotes #quotes

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kellyis4jc · 9 months

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The Life of David Volume I!!!

We need to learn about King David because he was a man after God's own heart. In "The Life of David Volume I" by Arthur W. Pink, the early life of David is detailed as he rose to be King over Israel. We need to be like David by chasing after God's heart!!

When we read God’s Word, one of the biblical figures we need to learn about King David. King Davis was called as a man after God’s own heart. We need to see what made him so special to God. In Arthur W. Pink’s book, “The Life of David Volume 1,” half of David’s life on Earth is discussed. Pink shows us why we must study this man because he was King who served and worshipped the Lord. Kind David…

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reformedontheweb · 1 year

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Not fulfilled in his natural posterity

We are not now concerned with considering the immediate ends which were served by the natural descendants of Abraham occupying the earthly Canaan —a consideration parallel with the temporal advantages enjoyed by those who lived under the literal exercise of the Aaronic priesthood. Whatever be or be not the future of Palestine in relation to the Jews, even though they again occupy it for a…

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#Abrahamic Covenant #Arthur W. Pink #Biblical Covenant #Covenant of Works #New Covenant #Old Covenant

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g-xix · 4 months

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This might be a strange request but I was watching the new ItalianBach video with Alex, Cam and Arthur and I thought it was really funny and cute that a few times Arthur was like “wait I actually kind of like this.” I was wondering if you could do a little blurb or something with Arthur x Reader where the reader is scratching his back or his scalp or something and basically doing asmr on him without him realizing it’s asmr and teasing him abt the fact he likes it?

Head Scritches | ArthurTV

I normally take YEARS replying to oneshot reqs but this is so cute i litr banged this up in a DAY which isn't too bad... it is quite a short little blurb (great word btw) tho, but i hope you and everyone else reading enjoys nonetheless, anon!

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-just like sorta casually hanging about in Arthur's flat, j chilling n spending time together...

-You're lying across the sofa w ur legs spread across the cushions n Arthur's body on top of yours, cushioned between your legs and on his phone- switching between playing online chess and watching TikToks whilst waiting for his opponent to make the next move

-Your hand just sort of finds itself on his head after a bit, fingers just finding a path through his hair n moving only a little bit...

-"What're you doing?" Arthur mumbles, not moving to get you off, just intrigued with what exactly you were doing whilst he couldn't see you

-"I'm just massaging your head." You hummed, leaning your own head back to relax whilst your fingers threaded through his hair. "Do you want me to stop?"

-"...No, I don't think so." Arthur sounded unsure of himself, bringing a small chuckle from you as you continued your actions inattentively.

-Whilst you were lounging and happily relaxed, Arthur found himself... not agitated, but completely defenceless to how nice it felt. It felt like getting his hair done, but so much gentler and more soothing...

-He felt uncomfortable in how he was sat - he just wanted to lie down and sprawl out - relax all of his limbs and let his head fall limp against you whilst you just ran your hands over his head juuust like that...

-Yet Arthur didn't say a thing in not wanting you to stop what you were doing or think he was odd- or make him explain- or something trivial and unnecessary like that. No, instead he just closed his eyes briefly and savoured that way your fingers ran through his hair, fluffing and messying it. And as Arthur closed his eyes, he only felt more, particularly noticing the way your fingertips seemed to press into the back of his head, right where he had a headache- circling ever so slightly and seeming to chase the achy points away

-It was only when you absent-mindedly drummed your fingers over Arthur's scalp when you noticed Arthur's responses to your touch

-Withdrawing your arm from over your eyes (previously serving as an eyemask for you to rest), you realised that Arthur had literally had a whole-body shiver at what you'd done; drumming your fingers one by one over his scalp

-"Holy shit, sorry, are you okay?" You retracted your hand back from Arthur hastily, though your brows raised in even more surprise as he let out a near whine as you moved back(!) "Arthur...?"

-"Do that again please," He whimpered, the note of desperation on his voice drawing a slight laugh from your voice.

-"What, this?" You drummed each finger over his scalp again with a grin, his neck ticking as he let out a slight groan, drawing a full laugh from your chest, throwing your head back as well. "Is this your equivalent of ASMR?" You teased, seeing a pink flush rise up to Arthur's neck from behind as he stuttered a-

-"M-maaaybe..." In reponse before rushing, "Pleasedon'tstopthough-" which only drew another hearty laugh from you, your fingers reconnecting to Arthur's head nonetheless and messaging over his scalp and running your fingers though his head.

-"Sure I won't," You mumbled in response after a while, smile still on your face. "As long as you're not enjoying it too much..."

-"Too late," Arthur joked in response before hastily grabbing a cushion and pretending to cover his crotch with it with joking heavy breaths.

-A snort left your mouth, grabbing the pillow from besides you to whack him around the back of his head, laughing as you lovingly replied "Shut up and play your chess, neeky", threading your fingers back through your head and going back to sleeping whilst playing with his hair, un-wipeable smile plastered onto your face as you did... <33

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Hang on, j found this whilst scrolling pinterest for a good ATV pic:

THAT'S FUCKING ITALIAN BACH??!?!?!? HE'S HOT?!?!?!?? Istg this new chaos crew squad is acc so leng: ATV, G Clarkey, ItalianBach, Cam, fuckin' even Alex... Bloody hell, absolute sexy demons if i say so myself (as a definite (😬) sexy demon)

Hope you enjoyed reading!! Feel free to interact- whether that be a comment, vote or follow! Requests open, feel free to submit what u wanna see... Much love!!

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