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For people who are much more experineced on tumblr, is there a way for me to block some tags?
I hate it when people write nasty stuff about Carlos or Charles or Daniel or anyone else and then tag them by their name, but sometimes they put the “anti” before and I would like to at least block that.
And that’s without even venturing in how fucked up it is to have created a tag with “anti #driver name” in the first place. The hate’s culture that people are promoting in what is a bloody port is incredibly disturbing and disgusting.
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*sigh* I need him😔
Love you like I do ~ Carlos Sainz
Preview: He brought his voice low, knowing that now you’d calmed down, it was the right time to address your worries. “You’ll always be enough.”
Your breaths were intermingling now, the heat from the summer day filling the car.
“Enough for me to love you with all my soul.”
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Genre: Pure Fluff
Posted two days in a row - let's go
You peered into the mirror of the car, rechecking your lip gloss was applied with precision for the umpteenth time that day; using your finger to trace the outline of your lips - smudges today were an absolute no no.
Carlos sneaked a glance your way, before flashing his eyes back on the road, smile curling at your actions, “Any more gloss and you are going to look like a freshly glazed doughnut.”
It was just a joke. Harmless and innocent.
You could hear the humour in his voice, the slight edge of a laugh as he took a left turn into your destination street. Yet something set off inside of you.
Maybe it was the nerves, the anxiety you’d been feeling since morning.
You were meeting Carlos’ family for the first time today, being invited over to dinner a year after you’d started dating. He’d promised you they were eager to meet you, that he’d told them all about you; stories, funny anecdotes, your likes and dislikes and they’d grown an eagerness to you before having met you.
Yet there was still something pinching your chest, a worry tugging at you, the question haunting you as you asked yourself, but what if they don’t like me? What if I’m not enough?
You pursued your lips as Carlos pulled into the driveway of his family home, staring out the window intently, eager not to meet his eye. He seemed to sense the shift in your mood, turning his head towards you in concern as the engine whirred to a slow silence.
“You okay?”
You felt a hand come to rest on your knee, Carlos gently rubbing his thumb in a slow, comforting motion.
Sucking in a breath, you nodded, raising your shoulders in a nonchalant shrug and attempting to give a small smile of reassurance to Carlos. “Yeah. Just nervous I think.”
Carlos reached for your jaw, taking it delicately in his hand and turning your head to meet his eyes. His stare was intent, hard to break away from, and you found yourself peering straight into them - the focused gaze too compelling to break away from.
“There’s nothing to be nervous about.”
You raised a brow at him, sighing slightly, “I don’t know Carlos…what if…what if I’m not what they expect?”
You felt Carlos begin to lean over the handbrake, closing the gap between the two of you; the small space between you making your face fill with his hot breath. “Then we break up and never meet again.”
You raised your eyebrows high, shooting him an exasperated look - He only flashed you a cheeky grin in reply and you had to admit, the blatant sarcasm dripping from his words cracked a smile on your face too.
“You really don’t have to worry, you know. Just be yourself.” Carlos brought his finger up to your hair, catching the forever untamed strand and tangling it between his fingers, “be your funny, smart and lovable self.”
“Will that be enough?” Your voice was quieter now, and you bit your lip in unease. “What if- ” Carlos cut you off with his eyes, letting his gaze dance all across your face before coming to a rest at your lips.
He brought his thumb to where you were biting your lip, gently caressing the area and leaving a quick peck; “Yes…definitely a glazed doughnut.”
He was mumbling to himself, purposely avoiding your questions to bring some sort of ease into you. And somehow, it worked - like he knew you too well - how to soothe you and calm down irrational fear.
He continued his trail of small pecks, fingers still playing with your hair and you felt yourself full of tingles - heat rising in your chest. The worry seemed to be ebbing away, a giddy feeling consuming you instead.
Carlos sensed this, letting his lips fall away from your face and giving your nose a quick ‘boop’ with the tip of his.
Gosh he was so intelligent with sensing emotions.
He brought his voice low, knowing that now you’d calmed down, it was the right time to address your worries. “You’ll always be enough.”
Your breaths were intermingling now, the heat from the summer day filling the car.
“Enough for me to love you with all my soul.”
Carlos’ voice was deep, full of emotion - he was somehow always so poetic when emotive - so expressive and sincere.
“And they’ll love you too. Just like I do.”
He reached out for your left hand, his fingers playing with yours. They lingered every so slightly, on your ring finger longer than the others, toying with it and the prospect of forever filled you with an emotion so deep you thought you’d burst into flowers.
Not saying another word, Carlos left you in inquisition, turning to leave the car from his side.
He cocked his head, signalling it was time to head inside before sprinting to your side of the car, feigning exaggerated gestures as he opened the door wide for you to step out, bowing his head; arms flailing wildly in a mocked butler curtsy.
You found yourself giggling as you stepped out, and Carlos pressed a tender peck on your forehead, mirroring the smile, his hand coming to find the small of your back as you walked through the front gate.
As you walked through the concrete pathway leading to the front door, it dawned upon you just how huge the exterior of this home was; the front lawn a beautiful meadow of fresh, emerald grass.
The pathway you walked on winded down in asymmetric slabs of concrete, cherry blossom trees scattered amongst antique lamp posts that gave a retro feel to the scene.
The door frame itself was decorated with baskets of flowers - tiger lilies and tulips, the fragrance of nature filling your lungs with every breath you took.
Carlos reached down towards one of the flowering buds, delicately picking out a vividly coral tiger lily - it was full in blossom, bright and bloomed.
With a gentle hand, Carlos placed the flower into your hair, tucking its stem securely behind your ear. You turned to face him, sharing a smile before stepping into his home, ready to be welcomed.
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PEDRO PASCAL
30th Annual Screen Actors Guild Awards (February 24, 2024)
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I would like to personally thank mr Gavin Bond.
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Photographed by Gavin Bond at the 2024 SAG Awards
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Interviewed by Access Hollywood | SAG Awards 2024
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I don't really know why some people in F1 fandom are so mean
Last night I had to close Twitter/X because I read hurtful stuff on Charles, Carlos, Lando, Max.. everyone, and I didn't really understand where all that hate came from.
Like, I know DTS season 6 came out, but we all know how dramatic and dystopic Netflix is, so why bother to spread so much hate?
You can support your favourite driver without hating on his teammate or other drivers, just saying✌🏻
#formula one#formula 1#carlos sainz jr#charles leclerc#max verstappen#daniel ricciardo#lando norris#lewis hamilton#george russell#drive to survive#dts6
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going thru mood swings makes me feel like a sim its so embarrassing
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OKAY DAMN HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME I GUESS??
Pedro Pascal & Colman Domingo - Vanity Fair’s 2024 Hollywood Issue
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“i can fix him” “i can make him worse” i can imagine him in little scenarios every night as i’m falling asleep
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trying hard not to be controversial here .. trying not to step on any toes but ……… i like some things 😳 and i………. dislike some things 😳 and. sometimes i even . don’t care about stuff 😳 Please dont hate me im sorry
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bulge pics will always be hotter than a straight up dick I dont make the rules however I should
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He's so????????
McLaren Carlos Sainz Jr 🌶️55
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I mean. Can you REALLY blame me?
Bitches will se an older man with big brown eyes, a big nose, built like a brick wall, who speaks Spanish and say "yeah, that's my babygirl right there".
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Bitches will see an older man with big brown eyes, a big nose, built like a brick wall, luscious perfect hair, who speaks Spanish and say "yeah, that's my babygirl right there".
#it's me#i'm bitches#i am so weak#i mean older than me btw#pedro pascal#carlos sainz#joel miller#javier peña#formula 1#formula one#f1#carlos sainz jr#the last of us#narcos#ferrari
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