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jjsmaybank20 · 1 year
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𝕄𝕚𝕤𝕔. 𝕄𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥
✰ - Personal Favorite ✎ - Most inspired for rn
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The Fallout (2022)
Vada Cavell ✎
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Mia Reed
1. Anxiety [angst, fluff]
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Pitch Perfect 1, 2, and 3 (2012, 2015, 2017)
Beca Mitchell
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Chloe Beale
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Emily Junk
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Knives Out (2019) + Glass Onion (2022)
Whiskey
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1. Speechless [fluff] ✰
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Marta Cabrera
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1. Always and Forever [fluff]
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Benoit Blanc (Platonic Only)
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Free Guy (2021)
Millie Rusk
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Walter ‘Keys’ McKey (Platonic Only)
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pucksandpower · 1 year
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can I pls request a socmed au with an f1 driver and a character inspired by crazy rich asians character astrid leong? kinda curious how a driver dating an elusive, mysterious heiress would translate to the f1 media and the fans
tysm 🫶🏼💗✨
Charles Leclerc x crazy rich!Reader - Social Media AU
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voguesingapore Y/N Y/L/N x Vogue Singapore ✨
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singaporebeat y/n always serves and never misses
stylesingapore gorgeous! iconic! a goddess!
tifositalking what is charles doing in the likes?
formulanone probably just looking for fashion tips
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Liked by pierregasly, f1wagupdates, and 1,683,925 others
charles_leclerc 15 months ❤️
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leclercnews does anyone know who she is?
f1wagupdates y/n y/l/n
leclercnews i can’t find her on here
f1wagupdates she’s not on social media. search her up online
leclercnews i just did and … bwoah
pierregasly liked by pierre gasly
charles_leclerc at least you’re becoming self aware
pierregasly seriously though, i’m very happy for the two of you
feralferrari great 🙄 another gold digger
charles_leclerc lol
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charles16.jpg taking over as y/n.jpg for the day
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lando.jpg a new protégé
daniel3.jpg they grow up so fast 🥲
f1wagupdates this is as close as we’ll ever get to y/n being on social media so i’m thoroughly enjoying it
lawfullyleclerc the added charles content is a good bonus too
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charles_leclerc another chapter forward in our fairytale together 💍 i never want to stop making memories with you
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scuderiaferrari congratulations to you both ❤️
carlossainz55 and you only made me listen while you rehearsed the proposal 50 times
pierregasly only 50? you got off light
landonorris ask y/n if we can borrow her private island for your bachelor party
charles_leclerc y/n says she already called dibs on it for her bachelorette but we can use the yacht of our choice
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newcaptainofsquad9 · 5 years
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Was This Vacation A Mistake?~Crazy Rich Asians( Astrid x black! fem! reader) ~Part 1
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Pairing: Astrid x reader
Summary: You and your best friend Rachel have been teaching at NYU for a few years now and the both of you need a load off from it. Rachel suggests that you tag along with her and Nick to Singapore to which you reluctantly do. Although you consider yourself an outsider, you’re welcome by Rachel and Nick’s close friends. However, some of Nick’s family don’t seem too fond of Rachel and you being so chummy with Nick. All but Nick’s cousin, Astrid who comes to your rescue. 
Writer’s Note: I’ve been wanted to write a black reader insert forever, since I’m a black woman and don’t really see much of it on here. I wanted to do a fic with one of Gemma Chan’s characters’ and obviously Astrid had to be the first. Crazy Rich Asians was such a great, breathtaking film that I had to write about it. Note, there will be some racism in this fic, because racism still exists, even though a lot of people believe that it’s gone. I thought about how this traditional family such as the Youngs would view an American outsider if she was a woman of color and it will not be pleasant at first. 
Warnings: None. I’ll try to make it good I promise, I just wanted to try something different. Please, give me feedback! Hope ya’ll enjoy it!
Word Count: 1,527
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“Singapore?” I ask while blowing off my rather hot blueberry muffin. 
Rachel nods with a dazed grin, teeth and all.
“It’s not too early is it?” she asks, “I’m still trying to determine what type of family they are.”
“I’m sure they’ll love you Rach, families can be a bit dysfunctional at time,” I say, retracting my statement immediately. “On second thought, dysfunctional doesn’t even cover it.”  
“Maybe,” Rachel says, grinning abruptly. “Maybe my best friend could come with us?”
I nearly choke on the piece of muffin I began chewing.
“Come again?” I ask. 
Rachel’s hands reached across the table taking my own while putting on her best pout. 
“Please Y/N? I don’t want to go it alone,” she groaned. 
“Uh, last time I checked you and Nick were in a relationship. I don’t do open relationships,” I say. 
Rachel chuckles, “No, Y/N look when was the last time you used your passport? Wasn’t it that summer in Nice to interview that author for your class?” 
“I thought I told you not to bring that up anymore? That was an asshole and didn’t respect the craft, he only cared about money,” I grumbled. 
Rachel nods understandably. 
“You need a break from this stuffy campus, what have you been doing since classes ended last week?” She asks. 
“Grading papers,” I groan, “got down to the last two today–I’m having second thoughts about teaching next semester.”
Rachel gasps dramatically. 
 “Then who will join me for tea every weekend?” she asks, “who’ll listen to me vent about our current economy and listen to her bestie vent about creating the new cannon of literature.”
Rachel nudges my arm, forcing a smile back on my face. 
“Don’t act like you don’t agree with me, I know these kids are sick of reading the same old white dudes as I did.” I say. “I’m close to changing it.”
“You know I’m a hundred percent on board,” Rachel says, “but you need a break, have some real Asian cuisine.”
“Rachel Chu, did you just bash your mother’s cooking skills?” I tease. 
Rachel slaps my wrist playfully. 
“You and I haven’t had her meals since the semester started and you know it!” She scolds. “All I’m saying is that I know the food will be great, and I’d rather you see for yourself instead of through Instagram.”
“Fine,” I groan in defeat. “I’ll go, but if it turns out like Get Out, I’m out of there.”
Rachel rolls her eyes. 
“I won’t let that happen, minority alliance, right?”
She giggles holding her pinkie out. I’m the one rolling my eyes now, but I link my pinkie with her own. This is a chance to get a load off and travel to another place, meet new people. Rachel might be right, for once in a while. 
“In speaking of moms’, I need to let her know that I’m spending the summer in Singapore,” I say with a smirk. 
“Tell her you’re going to a wedding,” Nick says as he walks up to the table.
He greets Rachel with a kiss prior to coming over to my side. 
“Y/N, how’s my favorite English professor?” he chuckles. 
I can’t help but laugh at his attempt to suck up. 
“I’m the only one you know, but come here anyway,” I say.
Nick grins and hugs me tightly before pulling away. 
“We still down for drinks tonight?” he asks Rachel with a grin. 
I rise, noticing when the fluff starts as always. It’s cute, too teeth rottenly cute. 
“All right, ok I’ll go,” I say, “oh, yeah Nick, how much is a round trip to Singapore anyway?”
Nick doesn’t answer, only chuckles as if I told a joke. 
“What?” I ask.
“Y/N, I’m well off to cover it, trust me.” 
I always knew Nick Young was right for Rachel, but I didn’t expect him to be rich. Insanely rich, there’s a distinction. People I knew back home saved up for regular air bnbs, working class people. I could never imagine something like this.
Nick’s got his own flight attendants who wear these slender, red traditional Chinese dresses, loads of champagne and two beds.
Of course Rachel is now sprawled out on my bed watching Notting Hill. 
“Why this movie, this isn’t even his best movie,” I say. 
Rachel giggles and rolls back up into a sitting position. 
“You’re just mad I didn’t put on a Tom Hiddleston film,” Rachel sneers. 
“Hey, it’s not my fault his accent is much better than Hugh Grants,” I say.
Rachel gasps, “you didn’t!”
“I totally did, and here I thought you’d much prefer your boyfriend’s accent,” I say. 
“Don’t tell him that,” Rachel jokes, “he won’t let me live it down.”
“Live what down?” Nick asks, holding two glasses of champagne. 
Rachel accepts one, and I decline Nick’s offer. 
“I’ll pass,” I say, “I’m not really a champagne drinker.”
“That’s ok Y/N,” Nick says, “I think I heard you say my accent is better than Hugh Grants.” 
I can’t help but giggle, Rachel rolls her eyes as Nick rumbles with chuckles. 
“Yeah, your accent is definitely up there, why didn’t you tell me your family had points with this airline?” I say, “could have saved me the crummy airbnbs I’ve gotten over the years.” 
Nick grins again before taking a swig of his champagne. 
“My family’s just well off.”
Well off my ass. 
Nick’s grandmother’s house isn’t a house, it’s a mansion. With butlers, luscious plants;people with sparkling dresses, dapper suits ; and a giant stuffed tiger. Rachel was worried about everyone staring at her, but all eyes stay on me. 
Nick already whisked Rachel away to meet his mother, leaving me alone with the silver trays and the wondering stares. 
“Hey! You’re Nick’s personal servant, aren’t you!” One guy hollers.  
I throw him a look, but say nothing. They might believe any stereotype, wouldn’t want to give them anymore reason to. 
“You all right?” someone asks. 
I raise a brow and turn towards the voice. 
My face burns at the sight of the olive skinned woman; her jet black hair, ruby colored lip stick and a shiny silver dress. Her accent caught me off guard though. British, like Nick’s, but a bit different. 
“Hi, ah–”
She smiles and holds her hand out to me. 
“Astrid, Astrid Leong,” she says. 
I grin, shake her hand firmly and almost forget my own name. 
“Y-Y/N, Y/N Y/L/N,” I say. 
“That’s a pretty name,” she notes. 
I can’t help but blush. This has got to be a dream. 
“Thanks, I-I love your earrings,” I say, trying to keep myself from staring too deeply into her eyes. 
Astrid steps a bit closer, putting a hand on my arm. 
“You sure? you seem a little flustered,” Astrid says. 
I nod sharply.
“Y-Yeah, just all of the lights I got to get used to,” I say, playing it off. 
Astrid gives me a careful once over before grinning again. 
“All right,” she says, “if you need anything let me know, I can play hero for Nick and Rachel’s friend.” 
“How’d you know I came with Nick and Rachel?” I ask. 
Astrid giggles while rubbing my arm tenderly. 
“I’ve been to this house for years Y/N,” Astrid says, “I know the usual guests and no one looks at it in wonder like you do.” 
All I can do is nod and be captivated by Astrid’s voice. 
“Y-Yeah, great point, Astrid–”
“Astrid!” 
Astrid and I both turn toward a man in a purple suit and glasses. 
“Cassian’s calling for you, he wants a story before bed,” he says. 
Astrid sighs.
“Mother duty calls I suppose, thank you Ollie,” she says before turning to me. “It was a pleasure Y/N, I’ll see you later, yeah?”
I nod and try not to fall as she squeezed my hand and walk away. 
“Wow,” I whisper.
Ollie nods. 
“Indeed,” he agrees, “I hardly see women fawn over Astrid like that.”
I turn to him. 
“I’m sorry, have we met?” I ask.
“Oliver T’sien,” he says, “I’m the eyes and ears around here.”
I keep an eye on him. 
“How do you know Astrid?”
“Well, Astrid and I are Nick’s cousins. My family’s not as well off as the Youngs or Leongs’ but we’re still stable,” he explains, “plus I’m just the rainbow sheep of the family, I’ve gotten used to all of the talk, haven’t you?”
I nod, catching onto his words. 
“Family drama can be a pain, but instead of the rainbow sheep, I’m more of a pink, purple and blue one,” I say. 
Ollie grins. 
“All the more scandalous, can I tell you something about Astrid?” he asks. “It’s nothing bad, I swear.”
I nod, he offers an arm and I take it as we walk. 
“Sure,” I say. 
Ollie leans close to my ear and whispers, “Astrid’s a divorcee, she’s been divorced for the past year now.” 
My heart skips a beat, thank God I wasn’t ogling over a married woman.  
“I don’t know if Astrid favors the pink, blue and purple like you, but I’d give it a try,” Ollie says. 
I’m not sure how I feel about that. 
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