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🔍 who is carlos sainz's girlfriend?

Smoothest Catch by the Smooth Operator Himself Who stands by number 55 on and off the grid? A new and refreshing face on the paddock has everyone wondering one thing: Who is Carlos Sainz Jr's newest bird?

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[obb-z-scene]

The quest to figure out wtf you're looking at starts NOW ‼️

Enjoy my horrible cropping skills

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[identityquest]

Tall guy in the checkout queue

#digital art #ocs #oc:romsir #oc:quest #this drawing has several of my favorite things: #tall ass guy. quest is 10'10'' and nearly twice romsir's height (5'8'') #romsir doing their warning wag. when theyre young they only wag their tail when theyre mad and/or scared #PROFILES. i like drawing faces in profile :] romsir's lil hip swivel was an extra treat #handwritten type 🥰 i like how i write A and J :] #anyways. theyre good theyre friends. romsir is just easily startled (bc i am) #and quest doesnt know that theyre like an abomination or something #theyre not even that bad but in-person they give off the most RANCID vibes its incredibly upsetting #if yall have seen annihilation then imagine encountering something like the doppelganger in the lighthouse #except its got a coat of paint slapped on top. to try to look human #and also its got the innocence of a three year old child. thats quest

[hunbritta]

I immediately start disliking a WAG if she smiles for Kym Illman while he's taking pics

Don't even get me started on those who pose for him...

But sure, you are there to support your boyfriend 😶

#f1 #f1 wags #And no I wouldn't do the same #But they do because they like the attention #Isa uses his pic too as her new profile pic on Instagram

[ferrstappen]

max the wag: caught in the middle l mv1

a/n: so... this isn't the best part of the series but I saw this post on instagram last week and just couldn't resist! hope you enjoy it <3 x

pairing: Max Verstappen x fem reader

genre: fluff

you can find the rest of max the wag here <3

summary: You find Max on a WAGs Instagram page, just not how you'd imagine.

Mexico Grand Prix, 2023

The only time you left the energy station during race weekends was when Max was crowned the winner of the Grand Prix, making your usual route the back entrance, energy station, parc fermé and then, if people were lucky, would catch a glimpse of Max and you leaving hand in hand, big smiles on your faces even if you always tried to keep your head down.

Sure, this wasn’t always the easiest for you, wanting to be there with Max most time, but in the early stages of your relationship when you first attended a Grind Prix as his girlfriend, you told Max it wasn’t an interest of yours to be known or to have your face plastered on Instagram profiles. Of course, it was inevitable, but both you and Max tried your best to make it work, even if it meant Max would have to begrudgingly answer a question about the relationship to the fans so they wouldn’t start speculating.

Max even made an effort to stop F1TV from broadcasting you, and it cost him an app exclusive interview. 

This never worked to ease the break up rumors always emerging. You were able to put the latest one to rest during Qatar where you were waiting with your arms wide open when he was crowned champion, shortly kissing his lips and forehead during the commotion, everyone trying to get a hold of him. 

Of course, that was the highlight of the weekend even if Max didn’t win the race, but a close second was the appearance of a new WAG, a gossip both you and Max had closely followed since pretty much the beginning of the season, but you never crossed paths with her and were only aware of the confirmation when you were back in the hotel.

Now, you were mindlessly scrolling through Instagram posts, getting ready to watch the race in your apartment in Monaco with Jimmy and Sassy, the F1 app playing on the iPad screen, when a particular post caught your attention. 

It was Max, completely clueless of what was going on behind him: Rebecca and Carlos were easy to spot, absolutely not trying to hide, happy smiles and not trying to hide. 

You didn’t notice the F1 transmission was focusing on Max inside the garage, but the first thing you did was send the post to Max.

MAX BABE, YOU RUINED THE SHOT!!!

The camera kept following Max as he checked his phone for the last time, and this time you were thankful for it since you were able to check his every facial expression as he opened the message. 

What am I looking at, schatz? A terrible picture of me before the race??

Are you trying to help Lando win??

The transmission showed how GP approached Max to go over the strategy, forcing Max to hand over his phone before seeing your answers. 

Babe, she’s Carlos gf! Remember back in Barcelona when we weren’t sure if it was true? WELL IT IS

IT’S THEM IN THE BACK!!!

The gossip was soon forgotten was you watched Max win once again, texting your congratulations while pointing at Max in the TV for Jimmy and Sassy to see, even if you could sense their judgement.

Right after the podium ended the phone vibrated, your favorite part of race day when you weren’t able to be with Max, was the mandatory FaceTime call, showing you his trophy, completely soaked in champagne, giving you his best smile. 

“Congratulations honey! You were incredible, it was a great race, I’m sure you enjoyed it!” You animatedly said to him while wearing one of your own Red Bull jersey with his number on it. 

“Yes, yes… so, did he really cheat on his ex?” Max asked and you gave him a confused look.

“What are you talking about?”

Max stared at your face in the screen, giving you a look of disbelief. “Carlos! You sent me that post of that horrible picture with them in the back,”

Now that you were caught up, it was impossible not to appreciate your boyfriend right now, with his blue eyes wide open, still holding his trophy, but waiting to be updated on whatever was going on outside the track. “I have no idea if he cheated, you were the one who overheard the Ferrari mechanics!”

“But you are the WAG, schatz!” Max argued. 

You scoffed. “Yes, and I am the worst WAG ever and you know that!”

“Don’t say that about yourself, there’s nothing wrong about wanting to keep your privacy,” Max reassured you, like he always did. 

“Maybe I can put on a show next week and try to find out what people know…” You said to yourself. 

“I’m sure Charles’ ex knows… what was her name?” Max asked you while trying his best to remember. 

You chuckled before answering. “Charlotte, baby,” you replied and he nodded his head as if he was trying to tell you he always knew, it just slipped his mind. “and yeah, I’m sure she knows but I don’t want to talk to her just to interrogate her, you know? Maybe,” you were going to continue before Max interrupted.

“Schatz, I have to go but I swear I’ll figure out who may know more about this, okay? I love you, can’t wait to see you,”

You hurriedly said an “I love you” before the call ended, knowing Max was going to do his best to gather information he’d be waiting to share once you reunited in Brazil. And maybe, just maybe, you’d consider arrive to the track walking hand in hand, kissing his cheek for good luck, for everyone to see. 

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[meowpupp]

chubby!puppygirl x owner!price

Price is getting older, retired from the SAS now. his work never allowed him to settle down meaning no wife, no girlfriend, not even a casual hookup. so after hours of stroking his cock to puppygirl porn, he decides he should get one for himself. maybe make some home videos.

he browses local shelters. most the pup hybrids are the same. all thin and muscular. their bodies profiled by sharp angles and sharper teeth. then he sees you.

your picture is sweet. a sweet smile, floppy ears, sharp eyes. your tail is blur, clearly wagging it at the time they took your picture. he clicks on your profile, he has to know more.

‘one of our newer rescues! she’s a sweet girl, but too smart for her own good! this pup would best be suited to a household that can give her lots of attention and training to avoid misbehaviour. ’

a smile quirks at his lips. perfect. pretty, smart, and a little needy.

you’ve got a soft body- rolls and curves that he desperately wants to grope. he can imagine it now, you’d be sat pretty in his lap cockwarming him. he’d stretch your tight cunt, grope and squeeze at your tits, slap your clit when you squirm.

within a week, he’s adopted you.

the first few weeks fly by. a month in and you’re fully settled. price treats you well, extremely well. praises almost everything you do, constantly pets and kisses you, feeds you the highest quality food. devours your cunt every night.

he’s made you drunk on him. every morning you wake up nuzzled in his arms. within ten minutes he’s shoved his fingers into your soft cunt, rutting his hips into your ass. prices voice low and growl as he praises you; “fuck, pup. so fuckin wet for me. my good girl. cmon, cum for me, show me how needy you are.”

afterwards, he feeds you. makes you whatever you like. once youre full and happy, tail wagging back and forth, he shoves you under the table. sits you on your knees between his legs. price tangles a hand in your hair, eases himself into your throat. your ‘morning treat.’

breakfast is followed by a walk. he is ex-military, old habits die hard. by the time you get back, you’re sweaty, body worn out and tired. ready for a shower.

this is prices favourite time of day. he takes you into the shower, gently washes your body. soaps you up in sweet smelling bubbles, washes you down with warm water.

the whole time, he’s squeezing your soft body. knows exactly where to grope you to make you squeak.

the part he loves the most though? when he spreads your chubby thighs, changes the shower setting, and sprays water directly on your clit. he bites and sucks the fat of your tits, grumbles against the soft skin.

“cmon pup, gotta make sure you’re clean. be a good girl, spread your legs f’me… atta girl”

every moment of your day, you’re lavished with attention and praise. so when you act up, break the rules, disrespect him? his punishments hit hard.

he gets up before you do, already gone on his morning run. he makes you food, but leaves it on the bench. he doesn’t so much as look at you for the first half of the day, let alone speak a word.

it’s only when you’re crying at his feet, grinding your wet aching cunt against his boot that he bothers to look at you.

with a hand in your hair, he tilts your head. the sight of tears running down your chubby cheeks making him rock fucking hard.

he uses the other hand to squish your cheeks together, eyes stern and cold, voice flat as he speaks. “What did you do wrong?”

he doesn’t let go, making you talk through a forced pout. he waits until you’re begging and sobbing, eyes needy and desperate before he gives in.

price pulls you up over his knee, big hands a little too rough with you. he pushes your panties down, exposing your cunt. lets out a groan as he slowly toys with your soft clit. you’re fucking dripping.

“Mhm, i know puppy. you’re sorry. didn’t mean to make me mad, huh?” he smirks as you nod. he’s practically drooling at how your thighs surround his hand, the fat burying it.

he waits till you're relaxed before he pulls his hand back, delivering a stinging spank. he keeps his other on your neck, forcing you still.

Price continues to spank you, making you count each one. grinding his tent against your tummy as he turns your ass red, only getting harder as your tears wet his jeans.

he makes you count in intervals of ten. spanks you red and raw, then after 10, strokes your pretty pussy. he gets you nice and relaxed, acts as if it’s over, then repeats.

he only stops once you’re shaking and sobbing, his jeans completely soaked with slick and tears.

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[ode2rin]

kaiser, before this sight in front of him, was certain he carried all the crazy in this relationship. 

looking at what you were doing right now, he realized he was apparently wrong.

“darling, what are you doing?” he questioned, his curiosity piqued.

“practicing my WAG cheer and clap,” you replied nonchalantly.

“your what?” 

“if you make me repeat it, you'll find your pillow on the couch tonight,” you warned, sparing him a glance.

so, this is serious business.

“alright, i heard you. but why are you trying to mimic them?” he inquired, referring to the women you were watching on tv, seemingly seated on the sidelines of an NBA game, clapping like they intended to make no sound by how close their hands were.

fed up with his questions, you darted towards him. in your hand, you held your phone, containing a photo taken during one of his recent games. it captured the moment he scored a goal, with you in the background, caught up in the fervor of the crowd, jumping and screaming with unbridled joy. 

kaiser never thought he had a favorite photo of you until this one. 

“look at that!” you exclaimed, thrusting the phone into his hands before returning to the couch where you were initially situated.

“i look like one of your crazy fans, bouncing and screaming like that! you could basically see the entirety of my mouth by my scream! and i look like i won a multi-million lottery jackpot!” you continued to rant.

“that’s because you're proud of your man, baby,” kaiser reassured you with an amused smile.

“but i want to look chic! nonchalant! while i’m at it! twitter people are calling this photo ‘crazy fan behavior,’ mihya!” you protested.

kaiser couldn't help but chuckle at your outburst. he found this whole WAG thing incredibly adorable of you. “come here, please?”

you slowly approached your boyfriend from the kitchen counter he was leaning on. now that you had calmed down, you finally noticed that he had just gotten out of the shower, wearing nothing but his sweatpants. his tattoo was on full display, captivating your eyes. 

cheeky bastard, as always.

once you were within arm's reach, kaiser wrapped his arms around your waist, turning you around to face away from him. he held you in a warm embrace, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck and down your shoulders as if he was inhaling your essence.

“you know i wouldn't have it any other way,” he mumbled against your skin.

“really?” you softly ask, the tension dissipating from your mind. your focus shifted to the warm body pressed against your back and the sensation of his large hands kneading your hips.

“definitely, baby,” he replied, his voice low and hoarse, while peppering your nape with soft, lingering kisses. his hands slid sensually along the curves of your waist, pulling you closer to him. “when i look at your seat after a goal, i always look forward to seeing you like this. it makes me feel as if i have the energy of a hundred men when you cheer for me. so, you don't need this, hmm?”

“okay…” you whispered, no longer concerned about your previous intentions. your senses were now fully occupied by your lover.

“besides," he continued, his tone slightly teasing, “you did win a multi-million jackpot when you had me.”

you sighed. of course, he needs to mention that. “you really know how to ruin a moment.”

“come on! i'm worth that much!” he retorted, his smirk audible in his voice.

you couldn't help but smile, his playful banter lifting your spirits. “yeah, still. eat the rich.”

“well, i wouldn't say no to that, darling.”

“oh my god! michael kaiser!”

“i’m just saying!”

your boyfriend really knows how to ruin a moment, but still, you wouldn't have him any other way.

WAG = wife and gfs of high-profile pro athletes (but this is gn!reader oki) and if you know the WAG cheer and clap, that means we have weird tiktok fyps, no i will not elaborate.

note. here, take my insanity. i did not know what made me write this man in FLUFF (sighs i don't know who i am anymore) but it needs to leave me alone. jk, just testing things out for my milestone event hehe <3 this is slightly suggestive, btw!

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[juleswrites223]

Charles Leclerc x Reader•ꪆৎ⋅

Context: He’s the Instagram boyfriend to the super cool, chronically online finance bro girlie.

a/n: Here it is. A mixture of twitter and insta smau for ma boi charles. This was kinda short because i even wrote the carlos angst fic.

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f1wags Y/N Y/L/N in New york today. Ms. Y/L/N looking fine as ever

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ynloverz Admin is so real for that caption

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chaleclerc_16 real

charles_pookie she's so cool

char_y/n only finance bro i like

yn_fanacc she's an icon she's the IT girl

charles_16 charles is so lucky

user im new to f1, can someone tell me who she is?

ynleclerc_16 she's has a really high profile job at some huge finance company in new york. Oh she is also the girlfriend of Charles Leclerc, who drives for Scuderia Ferrari. yn_fans i love how people just don't think of her only as Charles' girlfriend wagsofF1 yeah like how with most wags their main personality and what their known for is just being an F1 driver's gf ynbabes thats why i love Y/N, she's a self made woman and she geniuely loves Charles and he loves her. She's not with him for his fame or money and i love that about her.

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yourusername 💋💋

yn-charles i love how their so unserious on twitter

chalec16 oh to have a old money relationship like theirs

ynloverz dude their both self made millionaires, they don't come from old money families

yn_y/l/n_14 the fact that they both worked so hard to get where they are. Honestly i have nothing but respect for them.

lando_norris so when can i hang out with Y/N? I mean you guys*

carlossainz55 ^^^ maxverstappen ^^^ charles_leclerc never charles_leclerc you guys only wanna hang out with her yourusername babe dont be like that. You guys are welcome over anytime!! chachaslide_16 nah not the charles disrespect😭 charles_yn not the drivers preferring charles' gf over him💀

lilymhe my wife is back in monaco???

yourusername yes babess 😘 come over anytime alex_albon uh what charles_leclerc wife? babes??

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lilymhe you are the best chef in the world 💋

carmenmmundt had a lot of fun darling❤️

charles_leclerc babe i miss you come home now

yourusername i miss you too, literally on my way!

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[daydreamingqueen1]

Puppy eyes

Pairing: Spencer Reid x BAU! Reader (can be seen as platonic too)

Warnings: none. fluff, spencer being a bit of a germaphobe, no y/n, pretty sure is gn reader too

Summary: Spencer Reid vs puppy, need I say more

Word count: 1.3k

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It's the best day ever.

Your day had started pretty normal to be honest, you would even say it was kind of shitty since you had missed the subway you usually took for your daily commute to the BAU.

But, as wiser people say: Everything happens for a reason.

Because as you are making your way to work, your ears catch the soft sound of a creature whimpering. Trying to find the source, you give a couple tentative steps with your head turning from left to right like you are a hunting hound.

Ironically, behind the decorative bushes that surround the FBI building entrance, you find the origin of the sound.

It's not a hound but it's close enough. It's a puppy.

A beautiful, chocolate spotted puppy.

"Oh my god, sweetie, come here!" you gush automatically, your hand extending gently to reach for the animal currently crying between the bushes and the wall.

The adorable puppy looks up at you a bit hesitant at first, big brown eyes meeting yours. It gives a sniff to the air, checking the scent of your palm from afar, you almost squeal from how cute it looks.

Then it wags its tail.

You make kissy noises to coax him closer, your voice getting two tones higher, "Come here puppy!"

It works because soon enough it walks out of its hiding spot and nuzzles into your palm eagerly, tail wagging from side to side.

You practically lunge to grab the poor thing, "Look at you! You are so cute!"

The puppy doesn't seem to mind your cuteness aggression though, its fluffy body melting on your arms when you scratch behind its long ears, "You're coming home with me."

Best day ever.

But you can't just ignore your responsibilities and walk back home to stay with it, and it wouldn't be sensible to leave such a young puppy alone in your apartment either.

So you do the next most reasonable thing.

Your smile almost takes up your whole face when you walk out of the elevator with the puppy in your arms.

Penelope spots you first, immediately dropping the files on her hands on a random desk to come rushing to you, "Oh my god! Oh my god! It's that a puppy my eyes are seeing?!"

You giggle, pretty much vibrating with joy at this point, "Yes, isn't it the cutest thing ever?"

"Aww, my heart can't deal with this!" she cries, hands fanning herself dramatically.

"Where did you get it?" Prentiss chirps in, hers and almost every other head in the bullpen looking up from their desk to look at you. Well, at the puppy.

You keep walking into the office with Garcia looming all over you, "It was crying outside. This little thing was all alone in the bushes."

A hoard of agents are suddenly surrounding you, eager to get a closer look.

"You'll have to look if it belongs to someone," Morgan says, which makes you instantly pout.

"It doesn't have a collar, idiot," Emily argues quickly, "Such a profiler you are."

"I wanna keep it," you smile brightly, "I think it's a boy."

You turn the puppy onto it's back.

"Yep, definitely a boy," Morgan chuckles, he attempts to pet its head but the creature recoils in your arms, clearly overwhelmed at the amount of people.

Noticing the puppy is a bit scared, you pull back from the crowd, only then you notice a certain agent who remains seated on his desk.

“Don't you want to see it, Spencer?” you ask eagerly.

He shakes his head, his body leaning away slightly, “I can see it from right here, don't worry.”

“Oh, come on Reid, don't tell me you are afraid of dogs,” Derek never loses a chance to tease him.

Spencer gives him a flat look, “I'm not scared of dogs, I’m just aware of the amount of diseases they can transmit to humans.”

You tsk your tongue. “But he's so cute, and it doesn't look like it has rabies or anything,” you look down at the dog while approaching his desk, talking directly at it with a baby voice, “Tell me, do you have rabies, little puppy?”

It just stares blankly at you. Proof enough. “See?”

Spencer, ever the statistics expert, begins his rant, “Well, actually, rabies is not the most common disease dogs can carry, nor the only one. Illnesses that pass between animals and humans are known as zoonotic diseases and a 2007 study based in Finland shows that noroviruses are one of the leading causes of diarrheal diseases among people of all age groups and that these can survive in dogs and be passed along to– Please don't get that thing any closer.”

You chuckle at the panic look Spencer gives you when you reach his side. Truthfully, you aren't going to make him touch the puppy if he's uncomfortable with it, but a little bit of teasing is at the order of the day, “Oh, really? Come on, holding it for a second won't kill you.”

You pull the puppy up next to your face and give him your best puppy eyes, mimicking talking as the puppy, “Please? Am I not cute enough to pet?”

Spencer gives you a long look, “Yes, very cute.”

Forcing down your blush, you extend the puppy to him, “Then pet it.”

He presses his lips in a line, his hands coming up defensively as he rolls backwards on his office chair, “I think I'll pass.”

You chuckle and are about to back off when the puppy squirms in your arms, leaping out from your hands.

The scene unfolds in front of your eyes almost in slow motion. You watch how the pup flies in the air, its short body extended as a superhero.

Spencer catches it, thank god.

“Oh, no,” he squeaks when he realizes what he's done, holding the puppy as if it were about to explode, panickedly starting to name every possible disease, “Pasteurella, Salmonella, Brucella, Yersinia enterocolitica, Leptospira–”

His alarmed ramble gets interrupted by the enthusiastic puppy licking up his cheek.

You freeze for a moment, expecting him to die from a heart attack.

Spencer giggles.

“It's giving me kisses,” his face scrunches up adorably at the onslaught of affection, “It tickles, buddy.”

You can't help the relieved laugh that escapes your lips, “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, yeah, I'm going to have to wash my face with antibacterial soap though,” he chuckles as he puts the puppy down on his lap, away from further kisses.

Oh, and you've just fucked up so bad because your heart gets squeezed inside your chest at the endering sight of Spencer and the puppy staring at each other.

“You are right, he's cute,” Spencer turns to smile at you, the animal's tail wagging incessantly.

You fucked up good.

“Aww, look at you two,” Penelope says excitedly, “It even looks like you, Reid!”

Your gaze shifts back and forth from your coworker to the creature on his lap. Penelope has a point, you can kind of see the resemblance. The puppy has long ears with soft, brown curls covering them that look similar to Spencer's long hair. The cute, hazel puppy dog eyes go without saying.

Morgan snorts, “Babygirl, you are right, it kind of looks like the kid.”

You pick up the puppy and smile, “Seems like I got myself my own mini Doctor Reid,”

Spencer is about to say something back when Hotch’s office opens, both him and Rossi entering the bullpen.

“Agent, please tell me that's not a dog you have there.” Hotch gives you a stern look.

“It is not, sir,” you answer, smiling apologetically and holding the puppy closer against your chest.

He sighs, shaking his head. “Everyone to the meeting room, we've got a case.”

The puppy lets out a tiny bark, and you make your way to the meeting room before Hotch can tell you anything else.

Spencer sits next to you on the round table and whispers against your ear as everyone is filling in, “I'll help you take care of little Doc here if you decide to keep him.”

Not even the gruesome details of the case are enough to sour your mood.

Best day ever.

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yep, this was inspired by all of the MGG pictures with puppies. I am weak.

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hope ya liked it, byebye

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🔍 who is charles leclerc's girlfriend?

Who is Charles Leclerc's Girlfriend? Meet.... Who's the woman behind Ferrari's "Il Predestinato?" Or rather, the one standing next to him. In this article we deep dive into the Formula One Paddock's it-girl, beyond the grid.

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[cartierre]

AMOUR ROSE | cl16

SOCIAL MEDIA!AU charles leclerc x fem!reader (fc: pasabist on ig)

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user1 someone explain to me how this girl is dating charles ⤷ user2 she's way out of his league

charles_leclerc mon bijou (my jewel), no one compares to your beauty! ⤷ yourusername charles stop i'm already turning red

charles_leclerc i cannot believe how blessed i've been with you in my life, i'm going crazy over you ⤷ yourusername you're so overdramatic...

user3 y/n being absolutely flustered because of charles' comments is so real of her ⤷ user4 even i'm blushing because of his compliments ⤷ user5 idk if i should be jealous because she's dating charles or because he keeps being the sweetest boyfriend

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yourusername bye bye vacation ☀️

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user6 i want what they have ⤷ user7 every night i manifest this exact life

charles_leclerc mon soleil (my sun), your smile brightens up my day ⤷ yourusername careful or you'll get a sunburn ⤷ charles_leclerc i'd gratefully accept every sunburn if it means seeing your smile every day

user8 i hate charles for raising the bar so high with every comment he leaves under her posts ⤷ user9 god has his favourites and she's one of them fr

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voguesingapore Let the elegance of #Y/N enchant us all. A rising star on various social media platforms, Y/N Y/L/N has enjoyed a big following, especially on Instagram. She's currently dating Formula One driver Charles Leclerc and opens up about the life as an F1 WAG and her life in the spotlight in our September Issue 2022.

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yourusername it feels like a dream come true! i'm still speechless this is really happening... ⤷ charles_leclerc you deserve for all your dreams to come true mon amour (my love)

user10 so we're celebrating people who have achieved nothing on their own now? ⤷ user11 she had a pretty big following even before she started dating charles ⤷ user12 yeah but like.... why? just because she's pretty? ⤷ user13 that's literally how most people became influencers on social media

user14 she's so otherwordly pretty

user15 she looks so ethereal. elegance perfectly describes her

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yourusername charles loves to spoil me on my birthday even if he cannot be here right now

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user16 i need to call my therapist because i cannot anymore ⤷ user17 charles spoiling y/n and her friends because of her birthday really confirms the "if he wanted to he would" saying

charles_leclerc the pink hair is going to be the death of me mon coeur (my heart) ⤷ yourusername my face is as pink as my hair right now

user18 wow and my boyfriend couldn't even text me a "happy birthday" on my birthday morning... ⤷ user19 not everyone can be as sweet as charles leclerc

user20 she's so spoiled oml

user21 you're telling me she rather celebrates her birthday with her friends than support charles in zandvoort? ⤷ user22 some people love to hate on every little thing...

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charles_leclerc mon ange rose me rend fou... bon anniversaire ma chère (my pink angel is driving me insane... happy birthday my dear)

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user23 oh he whipped whipped

user24 charles being absolutely head over heels for y/n is what i aspire in my future relationship

yourusername you're too adorable charles, je t'aime (i love you) ⤷ charles_leclerc je t'aime davantage (i love you more) ⤷ yourusername impossible! ⤷ charles_leclerc yes possible!

user25 i need to take a break from charles' and y/n's profiles because their comments keep destoying me

user26 they made me believe in love again ⤷ user27 if they ever break up, i'll be a two times child of divorce

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[section-chief-prentiss]

Love Story Part Two

PART ONE 

Note: Thank you to the kind anon who suggested this; I had so much fun writing it! I hope you enjoy! 

Summary: Follow-up to “Love Story,” in which you and Emily tell the team you’re engaged.

Pairing: Emily Prentiss/Reader

Word Count: 1214

Ao3

Your first day back at the BAU, you and Emily wore matching black pantsuits. The only differences in your outfits were the blouses you wore underneath—Emily wore purple, and you wore red.

It hadn’t been intentional, but when you came out of the bathroom to find Emily in a variation of the outfit you had put on, you both laughed and decided to embrace it.

“Rings on or off?” you asked, admiring the sparkling band around your finger.

“On, but be subtle about it,” she winked. “Stick to the plan.”

Like so many things, your fiancee was right when she said you’d miss work by the end of your vacation.

Though seven uninterrupted days with Emily, spent either in your hotel room or on the beach, were utterly blissful, as your trip neared its end, you couldn’t help but wonder what was happening back home. Thinking about all of the people who needed your help.

On the nearly 10-hour flight back to DC, you kept yourselves preoccupied by debating how you’d tell the team about your engagement. Neither of you had told them what you’d planned, and you looked forward to surprising them.

When it came to working with profilers, surprises were difficult to come by.

“Should we see how long it takes them to notice?” you’d giggled. “Just say nothing and wait for them to see the rings?”

Emily smiled. “Tempting, but you know Spence or Pen would sniff them out immediately.”

“Mm, good point,” you conceded.

“I actually have an idea,” Emily said, wagging her eyebrows mischievously.

You leaned forward in your seat to grab her hand, “Tell me.”

“What are you thinking about?” Em asked, pulling you out of your memories.

“You,” you said, pecking a kiss against her lips. “Ready?”

Emily offered you your briefcase, holding hers in her other hand. “Don’t forget your prop.”

“Never,” you said, taking the accessory from your fiancee.

The drive to the BAU was shorter than you remembered. You were excited to reunite with your friends and tell them about your trip. Neither you nor Emily were particularly close with your families, so telling the team—your chosen family—would make the engagement feel real.

You held hands on the elevator ride to the sixth floor—your legs shook with excitement and anticipation, but holding on to your fiancee kept you steady.

When the doors parted, you half-expected to find the team waiting for you on the other side, but you were relieved to find the hallway empty.

A few steps forward revealed the team gathered around Spencer’s desk in the bullpen. You and Emily nodded at each other once, moving your briefcases to your left hands, and walked slowly to join your team.

As you approached, you both slouched to your left side, seemingly struggling with your completely empty briefcases.

Penelope was the first to spot you, grinning as soon as you made eye contact. “You’re back!”

Spencer looked up from the book he was reading and jumped to his feet, JJ standing just over his shoulder. In front of them, Rossi and Morgan turned around to face you.

Morgan, picking up on your strange walking immediately, frowned. “Why are you walking like that?”

Emily stepped in front of you. “Derek, can you help me?”

He jumped forward, reaching for Em’s briefcase, and Rossi reached for yours. You both handed off the bags and shook your shoulders out.

“I’m having a hard time lifting things with this big rock on my hand,” Emily bragged.

Just as you’d practiced, you both held up your left hands, letting the light bounce off the diamonds.

Rossi and Morgan dropped the empty bags, and Penelope was in front of you in the blink of an eye, both of her hands holding yours.

“What?” Penelope screeched at a decibel that seemed high enough to cause hearing damage.

“Surprise, we’re engaged!” You sang.

Hotch, alerted by the sudden screaming, peeked out from his office to find the team talking over each other. Frowning, he jogged down the steps into the bullpen and held up a hand.

“What’d I miss?”

“We’re engaged,” Emily said, grabbing your hand.

Hotch’s lips turned up in a rare smile. “Congratulations!”

“You have to tell us everything,” JJ insisted, taking your hand and dragging you toward the round-table room.

“Give them a chance to sit down,” Hotch called from the back of the pack. Just behind you, Spencer was dragging Emily along, and the rest of the team followed.

You took your usual seats around the round table, noting how rare it was to feel joy within these particular four walls. But you didn’t mind changing the association with the room where you spent so much of your time, and the engagement story spilled out of you, Emily filling in the gaps where her part of the story differed.

“And then Emily got down on her knees and proposed,” you said, smiling at the memory.

“And then, Y/N got down on her knees and proposed,” Emily said, leaning over to kiss your cheek.

“You proposed at the same time?” Spencer asked, glancing between you.

You nodded, and Penelope threw her hands in the air.

“Both of you proposed, and neither of you told me before you left?!”

“Pen, you’re not exactly known for your secret-keeping,” Emily hedged.

“Name one example,” she protested.

“Last month you told Henry what you were getting him for Christmas,” JJ said, crossing her arms over her chest.

Penelope flushed. “I can’t help it; I got too excited!”

That earned a laugh from the room. The group broke off into separate conversations, and JJ pulled you in for another round of questions, when something flashed in the corner of your eye, claiming your attention.

As soon as you turned your head, several of your team members threw their hands under the table, and you frowned.

“What’s going on?” you asked.

“Nothing,” Morgan said a little too quickly.

Emily squinted at the four men—Hotch, Rossi, Morgan, and Spencer—who were doing their best not to return eye contact.

Eventually, as you knew he would, Spencer broke, putting his hands on the table to reveal money in them.

“Fine, we had a bet that you’d come back from your trip engaged,” Spencer said.

“And I won, thank you very much,” Morgan winked, collecting his earnings from the other men.

Your jaw dropped, and you turned your attention to Hotch. “Hotch, you too?”

He shrugged. “It seemed like easy money. But since we all agreed you would come back engaged, the bet came down to which day you’d propose on. Morgan was closest; he guessed day one.”

“I guessed day seven,” Spencer grumbled.

“Day six,” Rossi sighed.

“Day four,” Hotch said.

Emily rolled her eyes, and you threw your hands up in frustration. “Really, guys? Is nothing sacred?”

“We have a second bet going about how long before you get married; you want in?” Spencer asked.

“No!” you said.

But next to you, your fiancee said, “Yeah!” at the same time.

You turned to her with one eyebrow raised.

“Really, Emily?”

“Why not?” She laughed.

“Actually, I’ll take that bet,” JJ said.

“Me too!” Pen added.

The room looked at you expectantly, and you knew that you wouldn’t win this battle, so you sighed.

“Fine, I’m in.”

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[boiohboii]

The trophy boyfriend Pt4.

The one where the world is in flames due to Daniel's announcement, however Kim Y/N won't let her boyfriend, now fiance, upstage her.

People think they have lost Carlos to a different type of WAG only to find out Daniel Ricciardo is the one who is not coming back.

or

In which f1 fans are introduced to a South Korean chaebol and now they want to fight her rumored boyfriend...... but he is only her childhood friend while his friend is her fiance.

N.B: one more part till the end of this small series. I hope you liked it and thank you so much for reading ♥️♥️ I hope you had fun here!

PART 3

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KimJeonwoo: Hello, this is actually Kim Y/N. While I have made it known to Daniel and our close ones that I absolutely and am madly and deeply in live with him, I think it is only fair that I acknowledge his post on this platform as well, however I will not be unlocking any of my personal profiles as they are just that- personal. I hope that you will understand that I am not one to share much publicly.

Daniel, from the day I saw you on that floor I knew I was going to find you again. People say that when you meet someone you will know, and I never believed in that superstition. How was that even possible? How was I just supposed to look at someone and decide that I will spend the rest of my life with them? But then I saw you, sprawled out on the floor with your hand reaching to me, I was and still am not the most social person so all I could do was nod at you and then go on my way, certain that I will meet you, after all, all of those sayings seemed true; I just knew you were the one in that moment.

On that first date I knew that I was going to have to share you with the world. On the second date I knew that I wanted you by my side for as long as you will have me for. And on the third date I was already picking our rings.

I was nervous on that night, I was scared that you wouldn't want to get married now, after all our schedules are ever so changing and our careers do not seem to have a meeting point. I am always nervous around you, you make me feel like I can be anything and anyone and you would still love me all the same.

I love you, you are the one who colored my life with arcades, forts, karts and jokes. You are the one who taught me to accept mistakes, to not get too caught up on the past.

They say marriage is hard, that you need to love a person for the rest of your lifetime, but I don't think these people knew what love is, if they did marriage would've been the easiest thing for them. Everytime I look at you, everytime I hear your voice i fall in love with you all over again, I fall and I will always keep falling for you, only you.

I swear that I will do you right, I will respect and cherish you, I will keep falling in love with you everyday even if I can no longer see you or hear you. You will always be my sun, my laughter and my joy. You will always be my first and last love.

Thank you for the years of bliss, the years where my heart stopped- only to beat again at the sound of your voice, the years that were full of delightful memories. And to all the years that are yet to come, always remember that I am forever yours my darling, till my very last breath.

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[ggidolsmuts]

Invitation - Loossemble Hyunjin

Oppa, you like my pics?

You look for where Hyunjin has posted her photos, and you immediately reply in outrage.

Why do you take it like that?

Don't you like my shoulders and collarbone? You always said it was your favorite part of me! You can already hear the pout and whining in her message.

It is! But it looks like you're not wearing anything!

Maybe I'm not~ Wouldn't you like to know

I would~

Why don't you come over and find out?

You show up at Hyunjin's apartment, and already you can hear Paldo meowing on the other side.

"Paldo!" You reach down to pet the furball that greets you when the door opens, followed by the larger furball that is Nongshim wagging his tail and patiently waiting his turn. "Hi Nongshim!"

"What about me?" Hyunjin hugs you from behind, her hair tickling your cheek before you turn to meet her soft lips.

"Mm hello." You spy her wearing a bathrobe. "I guess you were wearing something, okay good to know, thanks, I'm heading out then! Argh!" Hyunjin pinches you on the cheek for your cheek, and her pets scatter as she drags you into her bedroom, kicking the door closed behind her.

"Where do you think you are going?"

"Well, I found out that you are wearing something, so I thought I should go."

"Psh, would you have stayed if I opened the door naked?" Hyunjin turns away from you, lowering the robe past her shoulders and exposing her immaculate back.

"I guess we'll never know." You answer back, making sure to close your mouth again as she continues lowering the robe.

"Is that really true?" The robe stops agonizingly on her hips, just resting there. She raises her arm slightly and turns, showing you her side profile, arm perfectly hiding her chest. Then she drops all pretense—Hyunjin shrugs the robe to the floor with a rustle, and she's on you with feline quickness.

"No, I would have stayed either way!" you answer is a gasp as Hyunjin undoes your belt, and grabs your shirt, almost ripping it as she takes it off.

"Good, it was an invitation."

"I see." She could have just asked directly of course, but no, Hyunjin's like a cat—she plays aloof, only getting at what she wants when she becomes impatient. "Sorry, I'll pick up on it next time."

"Mmhmm, you can be so clueless sometimes." Quickly you roll Hyunjin on to her back, pressing down on her as you plant kisses along her flawless neckline. Small ahs and mmms escape Hyunjin, and she let's herself enjoy your "grooming", your kisses and licks loving and apologetic at the same time. With one hand you've pinned her wrists over her head, and Hyunjin purrs as you stroke her figure, running the other hand down her side and over her hips, her body wriggling and responding to your touch. Her legs squirm beneath you, and she brushes a thigh against your crotch, making you aware of your state of dress. You manage to shimmy your jeans and boxers off while Hyunjin keeps her hands above her head quietly, waiting for you to get back to her.

"Sorry." This time you use both hands to feel her, and her own hands rest on your shoulders, holding you close as you continue to kiss along her jaw and neckline. "Can I—"

"Mmm…" Hyunjin murmurs her assent as you nip on her neck, leaving small love marks on her skin—she'll need makeup to cover them, but they are perfect in the moment, little statements of affection complementing the much large statement of desire below. She arches her back as you move a hand over her toned midriff and down further. "No need." Hyunjin was right, and she whines as you rub her lips, gathering the wetness already there. "I said no need."

"Okay, okay." You take a moment to line yourself up with Hyunjin, pausing to stare at her—she's stunning, perfection enhanced by your little marks. You spot one more area to mark.

"Ah!" Hyunjin lets out a soft cry as you lean in and nip on a breast, leaving small teeth marks on a perky globe.

"Mine." A visible flush spreads through her body, making her turn pink beneath you. She can't look you in the eye, turning her head to the side and pouting.

"Hurry up and do it…" Hyunjin's eyes shut and bites her lower lip as you push in and fill her out slowly. "Oh my god…" She is wet as she told you, but her tightness still offered you significant resistance, a resistance that rewarded you with pressure and pleasure.

"Okay?" By the time you've pushed yourself deep into her you're hugging Hyunjin again, bodies pressed tightly together.

"Yes, so good." Her words sound breathless, as if robbed of the capability to breathe normally. You kiss her as if to say "Good", and you start moving. Her nails begin to dig into your arm as you begin to dig into her body, filling her with slow and firm strokes. A searing pleasure accompanies each thrust you make, and soon Hyunjin has to break your liplock with her for air, which is immediately expelled as a moan.

"Fuck, oh fuck!" That was the first step on the road of unmaking Hyunjin, making her curse and swear. You kiss her more fiercely, but she manages to voice her pleasure either way, harsh gasps of your name and fuck every so often filling her bedroom. It drives you to go harder, her legs powerfully wrapping around you giving you reason to go faster, to try and break her leglock—it helps that she pulls you in on each thrust, allowing you to drive even deeper into her.

"Ahhh!" Her moans get louder, peaking when you find just the right spot inside her, and that's the second step, when she stops making words and starts making sounds. You focus on drilling her just right, and like a python she begins to tighten around you in every sense of the word, your hips suddenly the only part you can move as you pound both of you into dust.

"Mmph!" "Argh!" The third and final step is when you have to cover her mouth, to stop her from getting too loud. Inevitably she manages to find a finger and bite down, leaving her own love marks on you—drool covers your finger as her slick covers your shaft, and with a solid thump deep into her you come undone with Hyunjin. There is a lot of covering done on both parties—you cover Hyunjin's walls with your thick load, she covers your shaft with her juices; you cover her mouth to keep her from screaming, she covers your finger with saliva, tongue mindlessly licking your digit, and both of you are left covered in sweat after the intense session.

Hyunjin's legs fall away from you, and you relax and land softly on top of her.

"Fuck that hurts," you groan, cursing as the rush of your orgasm fades.

"You could have just let me scream."

"And where would your career be, hmm?"

"Fine, sorry." Hyunjin smiles and all is right in the world again. "Stay the night?" You nod and clean up with her in the shower, and with both of you satisfied you cuddle with her back in bed—that is, until you hear pawing and clawing from the door.

"Ahh the kids!" Hyunjin jumps off the bed and opens the door to meowing and a bark. "Sorry sorry!" Nongshim circles around the room once, as if to make sure everything's okay before leaving. Paldo jumps on the bed with Hyunjin, and to your dismay he takes the space between you and her.

"Is he gonna do this every time when I stay the night?"

"Oh you're such a baby sometimes, I thought you liked cats!" Hyunjin scoops Paldo up in her arms, and backs herself against you. The arrangement allows you to spoon Hyunjin, your hand playing with Paldo as you murmur into her neck.

"I do, but I like cuddling my Aeong more. Love you."

"Me too."

On another day, you see Hyunjin post another similar photo. That has to be an invitation right? You make your way to Hyunjin's apartment that night, and you are greeted by Paldo and Nongshim again.

And another cat.

"Aeong! Good boy!" Hyunjin's wearing the choker with the heart, complete with a little cat hairband.

"You're training me too well missy." You laugh as you scoop Hyunjin in your arms.

"Mmhmm, I hope you like your reward."

"Yeah? What is it?"

"You won't have to worry about keeping me quiet." Your mind drifts to a million dirty possibilities, but Hyunjin disabuses you of all of them. "I know for a fact that the neighbors left yesterday for a holiday, so there's no one else on the floor."

Not quite what you had expected, but you'll take it. Your fingers will thank her later.

A/N: A short one for some pics that have lived in my tabs and head rent free lol, thanks to @a-casual-kpopfan for his daily Hyunjin pics XD Thanks for reading! Also Paldo is fucking adorable.

#smut #sss #hyunjin #loossemble

[zlebooks]

LOVE EQUATION. 𓍯 CHILDE SMAU

PREFACE. embarrassed by your three year (and counting) long crush on zhongli, you suddenly claim you have a boyfriend. there enters childe, your crush's best friend and the one who'll either help with your lie or report you to the police for harassment. or in which caught up in a lie, you had no choice but to kiss the closest person next to you.

FEATURING. childe x she/her!reader, a little bit of zhongli x reader, other genshin impact characters! (they are too many to list)

GENRE. fluff, slight angst, highschool au, fake-dating trope

TAGLIST. please send an ask / message if you wish to be tagged.

AUTHOR’S NOTES. (🧸) means there is a written portion within the chapter. based on ali hazelwood’s the love hypothesis 🫶 one of my fave books and key motivators as a woman in stem!

✹ profiles .𓂃 wonder pets | ass shakers

ch. 01 — three years worth of pining

ch. 02 — eat the rich

ch. 03 — the list

ch. 04 — overpriced coffee and chemical equation 🧸

ch. 05 — overpriced coffee and chemical equation pt. 2 🧸

ch. 06 — hey fake girlfriend *obnoxiously winks*

ch. 07 — terms and conditions

ch. 08 — insufferable pda 🧸

ch. 09 — is this what you call soft launching

ch. 10 — first date

ch. 11 — after school activities 🧸

ch. 12 — childe’s homemade lunch 🧸

ch. 13 — annual sports fest

ch. 14 — volunteer work

ch. 15 — a volleyball player’s WAG 🧸

ch. 16 — after party

ch. 17 — cat whisperers ( literally ) 🧸

ch. 18 — insufferable pda minus the p 🧸

ch. 19 — monthsary

ch. 20 — yoimiya carry fr

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[poisonlove]

A macchiato, please | j.o

part 1

I'm finally home, wrapped in the familiar atmosphere only my apartment can provide. Tex, my affectionate German Shepherd, is my sole company at the moment.

"Hello, sweetheart," I whisper gently, bending down to pet his head as his tail wags happily, displaying pure joy.

"I know... you're hungry," I confirm with a resigned sigh, heading to the kitchen. I open a can of dog food and mix it carefully with the kibbles.

"Enjoy your meal!" I add with a shy smile as Tex starts to happily devour his food.

I toss the keys onto the table.

I was so tired that I decided to skip my usual nightly routine and went straight to bed. I fall onto the soft mattress, exhausted from the long day.

As I turn on my phone, the screen greets me with a notification that seems like a dream.

Jennaortega has started following you.

A thrill of excitement rushes through me.

"I can't believe it," I whisper to myself with a small smile, feeling as if I've won the lottery of luck.

Curious to know more about her, I access her profile, smiling at her beautiful close-up picture. Her bright, happy eyes convey an infectious vitality.

"Wow, 40 million followers," I thought incredulously. It was like stepping into a whole new world, filled with enthusiastic followers.

I smile as I see numerous comments filled with love and support for Jenna, carefully observing her latest post: she was inside a car, wearing headphones. An involuntary sigh escapes my lips; her brown eyes seem to gaze at me as if wanting to read my soul. Her slightly parted lips, her perfectly falling bangs... her posture so natural by the window told a story of freedom and carefreeness.

I follow her back.

With shyness and anxiety, I open the chat and look at Jenna Ortega's profile picture. "You can do this... just say hi," I murmur to myself, trying to muster some courage.

Hello, I hope you enjoyed the place I manage to write, my fingers trembling slightly. I send the message, feeling my heart race. I exit the chat, letting the adrenaline rush through my veins.

I wait anxiously, heart in my mouth, hoping for a response.

The minutes seem endless as the chat remains on standby. Then, suddenly, the phone emits a sound, indicating a new incoming message. The lit screen shows the name Jenna Ortega and a short but kind message: Hi! Yes, I really enjoyed the place, the atmosphere was truly cozy. Thanks!

A spontaneous smile spreads across my face. Is there something you're particularly passionate about? I write, hoping to make the conversation deeper and more interesting.

Jenna's response comes quickly: Mmmh... why this random question?

I nervously bite my lower lip. I don't know, I'd love to know something about you that the internet can't tell me I write honestly.

I involuntarily smile as Jenna puts a heart on my message. "In that case... I love art and culture, so I enjoy visiting museums and art galleries. And also nature, taking long walks in parks."

I feel an immediate connection, as I also loved long walks, especially with Tex, my loyal four-legged companion.

I decide to share this detail:

I also love taking long walks, especially with Tex, my German Shepherd. He's my faithful adventure companion!

Jenna seems to like the bond with the four-legged friend, and the conversation continues on this topic. We've found a common ground that makes the conversation more authentic and enjoyable.

How about we have a call? she suddenly asks.

I feel a thrill of excitement at the opportunity to hear her voice and get to know each other better.

I reply: I'd love to.

A few seconds later, Jenna's profile picture, a white light, appears.

I swallow and, sighing, I accept the call.

"Hey!" My voice trembles slightly, nervous.

Jenna softly laughs, making my heart beat uncontrollably.

"Hello," Jenna responds.

I can sense the smile she's wearing.

"How are you?" I ask and close my eyes at such a basic question.

"Good... just a bit tired," she comments shyly, letting out a small yawn.

My eyes glance at the alarm clock next to my bed, seeing that it's only 10:08 PM.

"Maybe... we talk tomorrow?" I ask worriedly, biting my lower lip.

My heart hammers rapidly in my chest.

"No... I enjoy talking to you," she confesses, and my cheeks flush.

I sigh in relief knowing she couldn't see my blush and smile widely, almost feeling a pain in my cheeks.

"Oh, well... I can say the same," I reply.

Jenna gently laughs, making me smile even more.

"Do you have any interviews tomorrow? Or have the recordings already started?" I ask curiously.

"Mmmh," Jenna murmurs, thoughtful, "I think we're meeting with Tim," she says almost hesitantly.

"Right, it's not certain they're shooting here," I murmur almost sadly.

"I have no idea... but it's very likely," she admits weakly.

An not uncomfortable silence envelops us.

"And tell me... you said you'd be meeting. Who's with you?" I ask with curiosity, clutching the sheets out of nervousness.

"Oh... let me think," Jenna murmurs, "I believe it's Percy and Emma," she admits.

"Emma?" I ask excitedly. "Enid?" I ask with a smile on my face.

"Yes..." she laughs softly at my enthusiasm.

"Do you know I ship them in Wednesday ?" I say excitedly. "Enid and wdenesday are so close and adorable!" I exclaim happily.

Jenna bursts into laughter.

"Maybe it'll be canon... who knows," she says in a sing-song tone.

"Come to think of it..." she begins. "Maybe one day I could introduce you to the cast," she proposes, and I open my mouth in surprise.

"You're not joking... really?" I ask, and she gently laughs at my excitement.

"Seriously, let's say it's a way to pay you back for the coffee," she murmurs, yawning.

My excitement grows as I talk about my passions, the books I love to read, and the places I like to visit in the city. But then, I notice Jenna murmuring timidly, almost incomprehensibly, not responding.

"Jenna, everything okay?" I ask worriedly, sensing something off in the air.

"Mmmh," Jenna responds even more timidly, as if wanting to hide something.

"Did you see the new movie talk to me?" I ask absentmindedly, trying to change the subject and lighten the mood. "It was strange... I feel sorry for the guy, his face got messed up... but the ending... wow," I murmur absentmindedly, hoping to liven up the conversation.

I notice Jenna getting quieter and quieter, and worry grows inside me. "Am I... boring you?" I ask uncertainly, fearing I've made the conversation dull or tiresome for her.

"No," Jenna barely manages to respond, her voice weak and tired.

"I like your voice... keep going..." she affirms with a yawn, trying to encourage me to talk, but it's evident that fatigue is taking over.

Confused, I stutter in my thoughts, "What was I saying?" My mind is a bit foggy, and the fear of having bored her grows.

Jenna's steady breath makes me realize she has fallen asleep. I smile tenderly, knowing it's been a long day for her. Unfortunately, it's clear that tiredness has taken the lead, and I realize it's best to let her rest.

I gaze at the ceiling of my room, smiling.

"Goodnight, Jen," I whisper with a small smile, feeling the breath of the girl on the other end.

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