📷 @/leclerqz

Oscar looks beautiful in his new Esquire spread. but you know what angers me? the amount of fucking airbrushing. because you know what he has in real life? acne. and freckles. and there’s nothing wrong with either of those things - not as a model, not as an athlete. and yet there is not a freckle or a blemish in sight.

put them back! let people have skin! he is stunning the way he is, he didn’t need his skin polished to twilight vampire levels of smoothness.

this has me just as aggravated as when magazines edit out Verstappen’s lip freckle.

it’s 2024, why are we still denying the fact that people have skin?!

oh they already married?

Lando Piastri

*James and Sirius before each prank*

James : now remember, if any professor catches us-

Sirius : you're deaf and I only speak French

James : exactly! *claps excitedly*

Remus : ...

Peter : ...

Lily : ...

*the marauders planing their next prank*

Remus : so what's our escape plan

Peter :

Sirius :

James :

Sirius and James : our... what?

Remus : ....

Peter : OMG WE'RE ALL GONNA DIE

I used to be really against marking up books and would clutch at my pearls anytime a book was damaged in anyway but now I see it as another way to express love. Water stains on the cover means you carried your favorite book through the rain because you wanted to keep reading on the go. Writing in the margins is participating in the conversation with the author. Leaving bookmarks and receipts in between the pages is like freezing traces of your own life in time.

A well worn book is a well loved one.

Oscar : Lando annoyed me today so I told him that I can’t wait to see what he has planned for our special day tomorrow.

Logan : o-kay?

Oscar : there is nothing special about tomorrow.

Oscar : but there is something special about watching the colour leave his face as panic takes over...

Logan : ....

Logan : you're evil

Oscar : oooh I know *smiles happily*

Lando : osc...

Oscar : mhmm *barely awake*

Lando : I wonder if I've ever bought milk form the same cow twice

Oscar : ....

Lando : have you ever wonde-

Oscar : *sigh* no lando it's 4 am let me sleep *slams his head against the pillow questioning his life choices*

Oscar, shivering : it's a bit cold here

Lando : here, love, take my jacket

****

Charles, shivering : it's a bit chilly here, non?

Max : well I can't change the weather, can I?

*Remus and Sirius in the kitchen*

Sirius : *struggling to get a plate from the top shelf*

Remus, amused : need me to get it for you, love?

Sirius : *gasp* HOW DARE YOU INSULT ME LIKE THAT !!

Remus : *laughs* ... okay then

«moments later...»

Sirius : *defeated sigh* help me please? *crosses his arms and looks away*

Nobody talks about the absolute GORILLA GRIP effect that F1 has on new fans discovering the motorsport?? Like,, you dip a toe into the lore and suddenly you’re being power vacuumed in. Suddenly you’re neck-deep in a 10k essay on the tragedy that was Brocedes. What do you mean they were best friends-turned-rivals. Is this fanfiction,,?? Why am i suddenly invested in the dubious relationship between a frenchman and a japanese man?? What do you mean Shumacher took care of Vettel and now Vettel is taking care of Schumacher?? What do you mean this motorsport is actually about family and love and tragedy and grief and loss and friendship and everything in between???