#1 like = 1 hug for buddy

[starlightwoofwoof]

GUYS I HAVE ANOTHER IDEA-

(I don’t think they trust him, especially after the … OTHER doll incident-)

obviously I was inspired by episode 4 to do this, and also my recent Goosebumps fixation did inspire this as well- (and also the ‘Goo’ cameo in episode 4)

and a little bonus thing : here’s some stuff with Buddy since he’s a personal favorite, and also Skid and Pump if they went to Camp Jellyjam themselves (let’s hope they make it out alive 😀) :D

[andywear]

I want Eddie freaking out about Shannon being gone. Like finally having to accept that she’s dead and Kim isn’t her. And Buck being there in the moment of his breakdown and telling him “She’s gone Eddie. She’s been gone. But Chris is still here. I’m still here.”

[head-empty-just-sigma]

i am so unwell

[samandcheesewinchesterr]

when we get buddie fake dating in 6x13 and that leads into feelings confession (from eddie imo) which leads into secret relationship cause they don’t want to tell the 118 yet and then when buck is trapped in the ambulance in the finale, once they’re reunited, eddie is so relieved he kisses buck in front of everyone

[ephemii]

𝐒𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐚! 📸✨

Grace finally has a Magicam account, and what better use for it than immortalizing their friendships?

.𓂃˖˳·˖ ִֶָ ⋆★⋆ ִֶָ˖·˳˖𓂃 ִֶָ.

🦐 yuur_grace

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𝘆𝘂𝘂𝗿_𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲 I finally made an account!! First pic, tea party preparations with housewarden of Heartslabyul! 🌹🫖

❤️ 𝗮𝗰𝗲_𝗼𝗳𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘀 LMAO? HE'S SUCH A PRUDE LOLL

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎¬♠️ 𝘀𝗽𝗮𝗱𝗲_𝗱𝗲𝘂𝗰𝗲 @ace_ofhearts dude you're aware that housewarden Rosehearts owns a magicam account right?

♦️ 𝗱𝗶𝗮𝗺𝗼𝗻𝗱_𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗱 totes adorbs!! but kinda bummed u didn't pick me for such a cute pic idea... (ㅠ‸ㅠ)

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎¬🦐 𝘆𝘂𝘂𝗿_𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲 @diamond_mind Oh I'm so sorry!! I got so busy with preparations that it slipped my mind u_u; I'll save you a spot next time, promise!

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🦐 yuur_grace

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𝘆𝘂𝘂𝗿_𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲 ....okay so this MIGHT turn into a series. I pray to the Seven that Leona isn't active on magicam or else I'm migrating (he looks so peaceful tho, doesn't he?!)

🐺 𝗷𝗮𝗰𝗸𝗵𝗼𝘄𝗹__ Grace.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ¬🦐 𝘆𝘂𝘂𝗿_𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲 @jackhowl__ Jack...... 5 replies

🐆 𝗿𝘂��𝗴_𝗯𝘂𝗰𝗰𝗵𝗶𝟯𝟵𝟳 you owe me a deluxe cutlet sandwich now btw 😇

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎¬🦐 𝘆𝘂𝘂𝗿_𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲 I don't recall that being on our TOA?? 1 replies

🐰 𝘀𝗮𝘃𝗮𝗻𝗮_𝗻𝗽𝗰 ????? LEONA KINGSCHOLAR???? ISN'T THAT THE PREFECT WHAT. 1435 replies

🦁 𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗺_𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝟮𝟱𝟲𝟯𝟴𝟮𝟵𝟮𝟱𝟮 Sevens you narrow minded idiot.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎¬ 🌐 𝘁𝘄𝘀𝘁𝗻𝗽𝗰 is that literally fucking leona kingscholar 34572 replies

➻oh, except.... maybe they forgot one little detail...

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🦐 yuur_grace

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𝘆𝘂𝘂𝗿_𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲 Decided to pay our octobuddy a little visit at the @mostrolounge this afternoon 🐙🍹What a face! (also, wow where did all of you come from?? Was Leona's sleeping visage that baffling of a prospect? ùᴗu,, actually, I'm now realizing that I hadn't even set this account to private...oops.)

🐬 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁𝘀.𝗮.𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗮𝘆 ahahah!! oh man look at his face! little shrimpy's got guts~

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ¬🦐 𝘆𝘂𝘂𝗿_𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲 thanks for being the cameraman buddy ùᴗu ͙͘͡★ 7 replies

❤️ 𝗮𝗰𝗲_𝗼𝗳𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘀 I'm surprised you didn't get ptsd just from walking into that room LMAO

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ¬🦐 𝘆𝘂𝘂𝗿_𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲 @ace_ofhearts hm okay how about you join me next time

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ¬❤️ 𝗮𝗰𝗲_𝗼𝗳𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘀 @yuur_grace no thank you <3

🐬 𝗷𝗮𝗱𝗲.𝗹𝗲𝗲𝗰𝗵. hahah. how swift. perhaps i may join you one day to capture such riveting images. 3 replies

🌐 𝘁𝘄𝘀𝘁𝗻𝗽𝗰 ok no I'm actually so invested we can't just move on from the fact that this guy showed up all of a sudden and just KNOWS Leona kingscholar personally?!?? 200 replies

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🦐 𝘆𝘂𝘂𝗿_𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲

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𝘆𝘂𝘂𝗿_𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲 Another face cradled! And a dear friend hugged! Had a blast at this wonderful get-together in Scarabia dorm ☀️🏮🎇 I think I'm ready to sleep for a week though hahaha ^^;

☀️ 𝗸𝗮𝗹𝗶𝗺𝗮𝗹𝗮𝘀𝗶𝗺✪ I'm so glad you came! I don't think I've had that much fun with friends in a while! You're always welcome whenever you feel like visiting 😊✨

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎¬ 🦐 𝘆𝘂𝘂𝗿_𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲 @kalimalasim always!

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎¬ 🌐 𝘁𝘄𝘀𝘁𝗻𝗽𝗰 ARE YOU FREAKING KIDDING ME 1240 replies

🐍 𝗷𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗹_𝘃 There's still some leftovers if you'd like to take some for Grim. Or yourself, really. 2 replies

🌐 𝘁𝘄𝘀𝘁𝗻𝗽𝗰 oh okay so there's even MORE. why not. SURE. 212 replies

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🦐 𝘆𝘂𝘂𝗿_𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲

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𝘆𝘂𝘂𝗿_𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲 Nothing better than a long evening spent with the beauty queen himself @vilshoenheit. And look, he reciprocated! How sweet~ 💜✨ A wonderful idol, an even better friend.

👑 𝘃𝗶𝗹𝘀𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗲𝗻𝗵𝗲𝗶𝘁✪ How precious. Do take good care of that manicure.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎¬👑 𝘃𝗶𝗹𝘀𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗲𝗻𝗵𝗲𝗶𝘁 Wait, Grace, is this a private post?

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ¬🦐 𝘆𝘂𝘂𝗿_𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲 will do! 🤍 2304 replies

🍎 𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗽𝗲𝗹_𝗳𝗲𝗹𝗺𝗶𝗲𝗿 man you're better than me, i can't stand a second doin any a this balderdash

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎¬🦐 𝘆𝘂𝘂𝗿_𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲 your loss,, it's sooo relaxing 🙂‍↕️

🌐 𝘁𝘄𝘀𝘁𝗻𝗽𝗰 YOU GUYS I CANT COPE ARE YOU KIDDING MEEEEEEE 784 replies

🌐 𝘁𝘄𝘀𝘁𝗻𝗽𝗰 is this guy some sorta undercover cop or sum?? how's he got all these crazy ass ties??

🏹 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗵𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗿𝗼𝗼𝗸 oh, là là... quelle beauté, the calm before the storm~

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🦐 𝘆𝘂𝘂𝗿_𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲

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𝘆𝘂𝘂𝗿_𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲 Seems like I've been graced with this nice little picture from @0r1h0_shr0ud2 during a visit to Idia's dorm! No face hold unfortunately, but it's quite cute!🩵🤍 Very rare, it seems Idia has yet to realize the photo being taken ^o^. Peep the adorable little PreMo gacha figure I got for him...? 👀

🩵 𝟬𝗿𝟭𝗵𝟬_𝘀𝗵𝗿𝟬𝘂𝗱𝟮 I was so happy that you decided to stay and keep my brother company, Grace Alexander-san. Idia doesn't show it, but you really made his day!

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ¬🦐 𝘆𝘂𝘂𝗿_𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲 @0r1h0_shr0ud2 awww! I'm always happy to spend time with you both! 🤍 3 replies

💙 𝗴𝗹𝟬𝟬𝗺𝘂𝗿𝗮𝗶 woah when was this?! you can't just spring such a rare event out of nowhere! delete, delete!!! 5 replies

♦️ 𝗱𝗶𝗮𝗺𝗼𝗻𝗱_𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗱 oh my Seven!! you both look so dope! truly inspiring— and can we talk about how *adorbs* you look with that biscuit hanging from ur mouth?? (˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎¬🦐 𝘆𝘂𝘂𝗿_𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲 @diamond_mind brothaaaa keep this up and you'll be fighting off rumors for days LOL ùᴗu ahuahu

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ¬❤️ 𝗮𝗰𝗲_𝗼𝗳𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘀 @yuur_grace OH U WANNA HEAR ABOUT RUMORS??? HAHAH

🌐 𝘁𝘄𝘀𝘁𝗻𝗽𝗰 Am I tweaking or is that like. *The* Idia Shroud from the family Shroud part of the largest technological pioneers in Twisted Wonderland. Or am I insane.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ¬🌐 𝘁𝘄𝘀𝘁𝗻𝗽𝗰 this HAS to be a social experiment atp?? What in the world is this guy's power??? 467 replies

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🦐 𝘆𝘂𝘂𝗿_𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲

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𝘆𝘂𝘂𝗿_𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲 it felt almost special, leaving my vest off. Maybe it was the winter breeze. Tsunotaro helped me with his cape, though, despite my insistence. What a sweet personality! 💚🐉 We took a long walk through an abandoned woods, found some gorgeous gargoyles. To end my little series, I asked to hold him as well. He doesn't own a magicam account so I can't tag him... But at least he can keep the pictures :) Hurray! It ends! 🤍✨

🌐 𝘁𝘄𝘀𝘁𝗻𝗽𝗰 THERE IS NOOOOO FUCKING WAY I REFUSE NO NO ABSOLUTELY NO WAY THIS IS AN EVIL PRANK WHAT WHAT WHATTTTATSYSYTHJDHJ WHO IS THIS GUYYYYYY 1204 replies

🌐 𝘁𝘄𝘀𝘁𝗻𝗽𝗰 OH YES DROP THE BOMB ON US WHY NOT. OKAY. THREE OTHER CELEBS WEREN'T ENOUGH I GUESS. 762 replies

🦇 𝘃𝗮𝗻𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗲𝗲 Grace, you must know I have never been so entertained in my long life. Why, Malleus himself sits beside me and stares down at the screen in bafflement!

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ¬🦐 𝘆𝘂𝘂𝗿_𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲 @vanrougee ???? Explain?? ToT

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎¬♦️ 𝗱𝗶𝗮𝗺𝗼𝗻𝗱_𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗱 @yuur_grace you sweet summer child 😭✋

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎¬ 🐊 𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴.𝘇𝗶𝗴𝗯𝗼𝗹𝘁 @yuur_grace YOU ARE ENTIRELY UNCONNIVING. YOU PLACE MALLEUS UNDER INTENSE SCRUTINY FROM THE MASSES AS WELL AS LADY MALEFICIA! YOU SHOULD BE MORE MINDFUL, HUMAN!!

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ¬🦐 𝘆𝘂𝘂𝗿_𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲 OH my god.

HEHEHE I HOPE YOU LIKED THIS AS MUCH AS I DID THIS WAS SO EXHAUSTING BUT SO FUN TO MAKE !!! 🩷🤍🩷✨✨ Also pls don't look too hard at the numbers ik a lot of them are wrong I'm sleep deprived and high on 3 monster cans 🤍

[hoe4hotchner]

please i beg to do a second part of “Langston and Bell” where aaron comes home to jack and reader wife and any other kids they have (up to you)

Court adjourned | [A.H]

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x lawyer fem!reader | WC: 0.9k | CW: law words, fluff

A/N: Canon events did not happen in the correct order in this.

Part 1 here

The familiar click of the front door unlocking signaled Aaron's arrival home. He exhaled a long breath, leaving the weight of the day at the door—it was a ritual you'd implemented when you both did law, a signal that work would be work and home would be home. It eased him slightly as he stepped into the comfort of your home, the cases never left him, but somehow this made them a little less loud in the back of his head. He slung his suit jacket over one arm and loosened his tie but still kept it in place around his neck.

The scent of something delicious wafted from the kitchen, and Aaron couldn’t help the small smile that tugged at the corners of his lips. A hum of conversation, punctuated by the occasional laughter, floated through the house and into his ears.

“Jack, that’s not how you establish standing,” your voice rang out, it was light and teasing but tinged with mock seriousness—to any passerby, the mini court session would've seemed harsh, but to you, it was everything, and nothing. It had been a way for you to connect with Jack when you'd first met Aaron, and yet, it was the most normal thing in your day-to-day life. “You can’t just argue jurisdiction when you’re clearly in breach.”

Aaron placed his briefcase down near the entryway and followed the sound of your voice to the dining room. The scene that greeted him was enough to make his heart ache with love.

You were sitting at the table, papers spread out before you like a courtroom exhibit. Jack sat beside you, his brow furrowed in concentration as he worked on what appeared to be a legal-themed word puzzle. Across the room, your youngest son—Charlie—was seated on the floor with a pile of blocks and trucks, chattering away to his stuffed giraffe next to him.

Jack looked up first, his face lighting up with excitement. “Dad!”

“Hey, buddy,” Aaron greeted, kneeling just in time to catch Jack in his arms. He hugged him tightly, any stress left from the day melting further under the boy’s familiar embrace.

You looked up from the table, a soft smile gracing your face as you watched them. “There’s my favorite litigator,” you said, your tone playfully affectionate.

“Litigator, huh?” Aaron replied, his voice full of amusement as a smile spread across his lips. “What case am I arguing tonight?”

“Jack’s appeal for an extra hour of screen time,” you said with a sigh, gesturing to the puzzle in front of you. “But he’s losing points for trying to submit inadmissible evidence.”

Jack pulled back from the hug to protest. “Nuh-uh, (Y/N)'s being unfair! She said I couldn’t use my grades as evidence, but they totally prove I deserve it!”

Aaron chuckled, ruffling his son’s hair. “Sorry, buddy. She's a stickler for rules, she won't even ease the rules for me. You should’ve led with precedent instead.”

You laughed, placing your pen down as you leaned back in your chair. “Don’t encourage him. He’ll be quoting case law by bedtime.”

Charlie toddled over then, his little arms stretched wide. “Daddy!”

Aaron scooped him up with ease, pressing a kiss to the top of his head. “Hey, Charlie. Did you give your mommy a hard time at pickup today?”

“Nope,” Charlie said, grinning up at him. “I was good!”

“That’s debatable,” you interjected, though your smile betrayed your joy. “He tried to object when I told him it was time to go home from kindergarten AND wash all the mud off.”

“It was sustained!” Charlie announced proudly, eliciting laughter from everyone in the room.

Aaron carried Charlie to you, leaning down to press a kiss to your forehead. “Hi, Counselor. How was your day?” He greeted, repeating the nickname he'd called you earlier in the day.

“Busy,” you admitted, reaching up to brush a stray lock of hair from his face. “Depositions all morning, a meeting with the partners in the afternoon, and then a pro bono consultation that ran longer than expected. But I’m home now, and that’s all that matters.”

Aaron set Charlie down and took the seat beside you. “Did you get a chance to eat today?”

You arched an eyebrow at him. “Are you cross-examining me, Agent Hotchner?”

“Just establishing facts for the record,” he replied smoothly.

You rolled your eyes affectionately. “Yes, Your Honor, I ate lunch. Though it was more of a plea bargain with a vending machine than an actual meal.”

Aaron frowned, his brow furrowing. “You need to take better care of yourself.”

“I’ll allow that objection,” you said softly, reaching over to squeeze his hand. “But only if you promise to take your own advice.”

Jack’s voice interrupted, full of exasperated affection. “You guys are being all lawyer-y again.”

You and Aaron exchanged a look, both of you breaking into laughter.

“All right,” you said, standing and stretching. “Dinner’s ready. Why don’t you set the table, Jack? Charlie can help me grab the food.”

Jack groaned but complied, while Charlie eagerly toddled after you. Aaron stayed in his seat for a moment, watching the three of you move around the kitchen with ease.

It wasn’t the courtroom drama or high-stakes cases that made him feel alive—it was this. The moments at home, the playful banter that somehow always ended in legal terms, and the love you all shared although your family was a little blended.

When you returned to the table, carrying a steaming pot while Charlie followed right behind with a bowl of mixed leafy greens.

Aaron stood to help you.

“You know,” he said quietly, his voice meant just for you, “I think we make a pretty good team.”

You looked up at him, your smile was soft. “The best team.”

[elizaleclerc]

Hi, Max and reader are dating (private) for a few years. reader is also working for Oracle (red bull's sponsor) and she comes to a race and surprises max.♥️

this requestttt!!! wanted to twist it a little <3 added lando for some fun flare ; reader & max want to keep it private but can't help but drop hints bc they love the chaos

locked longings ✧ ⁺˳

max verstappen x reader (smau)

summary: a private relationship online with fem!reader and max slowly comes to light

song: the alchemy by taylor swift

author's note: never done an smau before and lowkey underestimated the time it took byeee ; open to more requests for smaus <3 (no face claim imagine whoever i just liked the pics)

ynusername my sweet sweet summer <3

liked by redbullracing, maxverstappen1, and others

-user8456 am i the only one wondering if her and max fell off :(

-user9902 they are probably both hella busy

-user4558 the most gorgeous redbull employee 😍

-landonorris can you bring me a redbull pls

-ynusername no.

-user5041 WAIT ARE THEY TOGETHER??

maxverstappen1 A much needed break, but can't wait get back to racing soon.

liked by charlesleclerc, ynusername, and others

-user4558 max turns into mr.worldwide on vacation

-charlesleclerc do you ever sleep?

-maxverstappen1 no.

-user9681 not the same joke y/n used with lando 😭

-user1141 they are so best friend coded

redbullracing What a wonderful day to get back to racing in Spa!

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-landonorris prepare to lose @/maxverstappen1

-maxverstappen1 says the man starting at p11

-ynusername cooked him omg-

-user4802 i can't tell if max actually likes lando or not 😭

-ynusername don't worry they are buddies!

-user3356 OH?

-user2301 y/n blink twice if you and lando are dating

ynusername back to work as usual! congrats to the big number 1 on the win!

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-user3105 max not lurking in the comments is rare...

-user4301 maybe bc she's with someone?

-user6882 stop pushing the y/n x lando agenda oh my goddd

-user2240 THE POLAROID AWWW 😇

landonorris Good times in Spa <3

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-user4505 wait...that isn't y/n

-user4802 the y/n lando truthers are crumblingggg

-user3893 OMGG so happy for u lando!!!

-mclaren That's our boyyy! 🧡

ynusername glad i could finally see these gorgeous cars in action this weekend <3 a lovely time with wonderful people!

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maxverstappen1 💙💙💙

-user3489 the social implications of these hearts

-user2210 that's a real friendly hug there...

-user5572 WOAH WAIT MAX & Y/N

-landonorris can you be my good luck charm next pls

-ynusername hmm i think i'll be busy that day

-user7005 lando what do you know.

maxverstappen1 Happy guy!

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-ynusername the caption, simple, but effective!

-user2804 love them together so much i need the rumors to be true

-landonorris a man of many words

-user1156 y/n and max together would make me combust

-user4401 i need them to be happy together 😭

-user5969 they are TRAVELING together it HAS to be true

-user2131 he's texting her in the last pic fs

ynusername the sign on your heart said it's still reserved for me 🤍

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-user2202 the taylor lyric OHHH they are so in loveee

-landonorris ugh finally i was tired of keeping my mouth shut

-ynusername yeah bc we all know you're so good at it too

-user3335 I KNEW ITTTTTT

-maxverstappen1 Happy 4 years my love 💙

ynusername love youuu <3

-user1203 FOUR YEARS?!?!

-user6061 keeping it private for 4 years...yeah they are endgame.

-charlesleclerc Paddock romance of the century!!!

[kurooangel]

masterlist. part 1.

★ kuroo tetsuro, who smirks and winks at his girl every single time he scores in one of his matches .ᐟ

★ kuroo tetsuro, who is so sickeningly in love with you. he talks about you to his teammates, who can't help but roll their eyes and tease him about it. "you're just jealous y'all don't have a girl like mine" .ᐟ

★ kuroo tetsuro, who doesn't stop rambling about volleyball. you don't understand anything, but he looks so cute and excited telling you about the sport that you just nod and let him keep rambling. "I am boring you, rig-?" "no! tetsu, please, keep going" .ᐟ

★ kuroo tetsuro, who needs to have you in his arms. he is just scared that you leave him like his mother did so touchy. you'll always have his warm hand on your waist, hugging your shoulders or playing with your beautiful hair .ᐟ

★ kuroo tetsuro, who's your study buddy every single time you have an exam. he will absolutely tease you about it, but he helps you with his charming smile and an arm wrapped around your shoulders .ᐟ

★ kuroo tetsuro, who cuddles with you in your study breaks. kisses all over your face, comforting words about how great you're doing it and that you'll do a perfect exam. he always stops you when you go a step further though. with his damn smirk, of course. "focus on xylem parenchyma cells" .ᐟ

★ timeskip!kuroo tetsuro, who when arrives home late night, always will kiss and cuddle you as an apology. kisses all over your face, toned arms hugging you tightly and thousands of "I missed you, baby" .ᐟ

★ timeskip!kuroo tetsuro, who loves to spoil you rotten. do you want that cute bag? he'll buy it to you in three different colours. he doesn't care how many times you tell him that you don't need more, you're his woman, you deserve everything .ᐟ

[celuere]

Have you ever thought of arle fucking milf reader? Milf reader dont have no spouse no more just her 1 kid(futa spouse is dead for the story) and arle found her shopping(finds her hotdamn ass) for food(or whatever type of first meeting you think would be a banger i suck at this). She saw the ring and thought shes taken but shes a widow and grabbed the opportunity. She ends up being the mother of the house of hearth. Lovemaking proceeds and baby #2 of milf reader is arle's kid its a win win. Thank you if youll ever reply to this request

okay anon, hear me out.

dilf arle with milf!reader in a modern setting.

cw: breeding, not proofread sob will maybe change a slight bit when i get to it

i will maybe expand this idea and its lore in the future because i actually LOVELOVELOVE this concept, anon i hope this satisfies you!

nsfw utc, minors dni

you meeting her for the first time after you enrolled your daughter in kindergarten. it‘s her first week and on thursday you get asked into the office of the head of the nursery and turns out your little girl accidentally spilled a whole bucket of sand over her playmates head. naturally she didn‘t get in any serious trouble but just for the formalities she needed to speak with you and the father of the poor victim.

upon entering the office with your daughter hiding behind your figure, you immediately spot a sobbing freminet who is still getting sand patted off of his blonde hair by none other than his fath- father? you only saw a rather broad shouldered woman with snow for hair and crosses as pupils fixated on her son as she knelt before him. but when her narrowed eyes met yours, she silently thanked your daughter for her small accident because she certainly didn‘t expect someone as beautiful as you to enter. while your children were busy with sobby apologies and forgivings, the two of exchanged pleasantries, turns out the woman herself is a divorced „father“ of three and picks up little freminet on thursdays and fridays, the reason why you didn’t met her until now.

she also tells you that she is in home office next tuesday. if you… happen to come over for a coffee that is.

now, freminet and your daughter would evolve into best buddies QUICKLY, always hugging each other in the morning, napping next to each other each day, you quite literally have no choice other than to accompany her on their playdates every week. with his father that is. you also get to meet her set of twins, lyney and lynette, who happen to be quite the energetic pack of eight year olds. well, lyney that is. you don‘t think that boy has ever known a moment of silence and peace with the way he is always off and about on the playground, dragging his sister behind him. quite the lovely family, really. but still… you don’t happen to miss the glance arlecchino is throwing you every once in a while,as if she wanted to ask you something.

maybe that is why you weren‘t surprised when you found a pair of lips clinging to your neck on a regular morning. you both just dropped both of your kids off at the nursery and decided to settle for some breakfast at arlecchino‘s house. or maybe you happened to be her breakfast with the way she devoured your mouth with her own. not like it was the first time. whenever the house was swiped empty of any kids, arlecchino just couldn’t simply keep her hands to herself. they were all over you. hips, ass, tits, stripping you bare layer for layer in her bedroom.

„sh-shouldn‘t you- hah… b-be working…?“, you asked breathlessly in between her almost aggressive kisses, your lips already swollen from how often she nibbled on them.

„i should… but i‘ve got some more important tasks at hand.“, with that she shoved your sweater over your chest, followed by a deep inhale from her side as she took in your figure.

ever since your late wife passed away two years ago in a tragic accident, the thought of letting another woman into your heart ever again never crossed your mind. until you crossed paths with arlecchino. or rather peruere. the woman herself has been divorced for a good three years but you couldn’t quite tell if you were just a temporary cure for her lonely heart or if she was being serious with you. you wanted her to be. you really did.

you gasped so softly at the tattooed hand running over your tummy, giving it a gentle squeeze as she leaned down to pester your still covered breasts in lovebites and tickling kisses. you used to be insecure about the stretch marks gracing the skin your stomach and the extra bit of tummy fat, but arle seemed to relish in the sight. never failing to pay them extra attention.

„you are so ravishing, dove…“, with your pants long gone, she only had to tug your already soaked slip aside.

„h-how could i forget that if you mention it every single time…?“, you gulped as peruere hooked her thumbs underneath the hem of her sweatpants to tug them down. seeing her in anything else other than in her usual elegant attire made her look utterly… normal… and attractive. one would think this woman couldn’t get any better at a certain point.

„you certainly make it very difficult for me to not mention it, gorgeous.“

and then she was all over you. hot lips clinging to your jawline like a second skin as she buries herself inside of you, her cock pumping into you felt like coming home after a long day at work to her. my, you are clenching so tightly around her as she finally bottoms out, squeezing her in an attempt to keep her dick deeply buried inside.

with her work now long forgotten, she began to set a pace with her hips. at first the rhythm was slow, almost agonizing until the first plea for something harder left your mouth. you wanted all of her. yearned for every single curve, every single inch of her as muttered something like „so impatient…“ underneath her breath when she angled her hips and hit that oh so beautiful spot right on her first try.

seeing you fall apart underneath her scratched a corner inside the woman’s brain she didn’t even know existed in the first place. the way you bit your lower lip whenever she pulled back. or how your hands grabbed into the pillow your were laying on. or how you looked at her through half-lidded eyes when she pumped her cum into your hungry cunt.

maybe you both „forgot“ about protection today. maybe she didn’t mind it when you locked your legs around her hips to keep her pressed up into you. to keep her seed from leaking out. the idea of you bringing a new addition to her family… so help this woman. and your poor pussy.

„there we go… my… didn’t come yet…? we can’t have that now can we?“

she still has some hours to spare until the kids need to be picked up.

[sinofwriting]

Share - Ollie Bearman

Words: 1,155 Summary: Ollie just wants to cling to his girlfriend after being away from her for weeks. Their nephew has a different idea. Note(s): Slightly NSFW, Clingy Ollie, Set After Jeddah 2025 (ik ik), oh and this is inspired by the vids of guys coming home and wanting to kiss their wife only for their son to be like, no, that’s my mom!

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Ollie lets out a sigh of relief as he closes the door to the apartment behind him.

He was finally home.

He knew he was going to be exhausted after his first ever triple header as a Formula 1 driver but then as if everything in 2024 hadn’t been enough, more surprises and drama had cropped up just one race in and left him nearly scrambling for the final two.

But now he was home and would get to see his girlfriend after the last few grueling weeks.

“Ollie?”

He smiles, “Yeah, it’s me!”

Toeing off his shoes, he kicks them out of the way and steps out of the small entryway into the living room and the breath gets knocked out of him.

God, she was gorgeous.

He nearly runs to her, throwing himself onto the couch beside her and wrapping his arms around her.

“I missed you so much.” He mumbles.

Her fingers comb through his hair, “I missed you to bear.”

He pulls away a bit, lips already puckering up a bit when tiny hands are smacking against his side. He jerks away and then a small body is wiggling between him and his girlfriend, legs kicking at him.

“Mine!”

“Noel!”

Ollie looks at the toddler in between them, surprised to see a glare on the normally happy three year old's face.

“Hey buddy.”

He waits for the angry face to turn happy, for the exclamation of ‘Uncle Ollie’ but it doesn’t happen. Noel turns completely away from him, wrapping himself around her.

“What did I do?”

She gives him a sorry look, reaching out to hold his hand where conveniently Noel can’t see. “He’s decided that no one is allowed to touch me. He nearly screamed Joe’s ear off yesterday when Joe tried to hug me goodbye.”

“Oof. How’s Hil feeling about that?”

She rolls her eyes at the mention of Noel’s mom. “She thinks it's great, which is why I’ve had him every day for the past week.” Seeing Ollie’s look, she nods. “Yeah, Joe isn’t happy about it. But they leave today and Joe is off for three days, so I will be off.”

“So, I’ve got to share until bedtime?”

“No share!” Noel chimes in and it’s cute, Ollie even gets it. He loves hugging his girlfriend, everyone and their mother calls him clingy, but he can’t help but already feel tired of it and it’s barely been ten minutes.

He can share, he has shared his girlfriend's attention and affection, but he can’t help but just want her full focus after three and a half weeks away. He hasn’t even gotten a kiss yet and the thought makes him frown.

“No cause papa is gonna be here early. I think I remember something about going out to eat and the park.”

It’s funny to watch the way Noel seems both excited about it but also displeased, already knowing that his favorite and only aunt won’t be coming with.

“Hey, Noel.” His voice is gentle and he pokes at his shoulder. “Could I get a hug from my favorite kid?”

He fully expects Noel to refuse with the way he’s managed to wiggle himself onto Y/N’s lap, but he slowly moves off her lap and hugs him.

“Hi buddy.” Ollie says, hugging him tight. “You been having a fun time with Auntie?”

“Mine.”

“I don’t get to know what you guys have been up to? Have you played race car?”

Noel’s eyes light up and he shakes his head. “No! I want to play!”

Ollie grins, easily standing up and picking him up. His neck aches a bit, but he ignores it as he puts Noel on his shoulders and begins to pace around the living room in laps.

Giggles fill the room and he can’t help but smile, occasionally spinning or making a weird turn that makes Noel claps his hands together before asking him to go faster.

It’s only when he starts to get dizzy that Ollie stops, moving him off his shoulders and holding him upside down.

“I hope he hasn’t been like that long.”

“Papa!” Noel shouts and Ollie quickly rights him and puts him in Joe’s arms.

“Only for a few minutes.” Ollie jokes.

Joe shakes his head with a laugh. “Well, as long as it was only a few minutes.” He looks over at Y/N. “How was he?”

“Good, like always. Still clingy though. He told Ollie that I was his.”

Joe has to stifle a laugh, well aware that Ollie had probably hated that.

“I got to hug her for I think five seconds.”

“Better than me, I got to for maybe a second yesterday before nearly losing an eardrum.”

Ollie sucks in a breath through his teeth. “Tough luck, mate.”

“Very. Alright, bud say goodbye to Uncle Ollie and Aunt Y/N.”

Noel pouts a little and extends his arms out towards Y/N who is now standing.

“Goodbye Auntie.”

She hugs him, pressing a kiss to his cheek. “Bye Noel. I’ll see you in a few weeks.”

“Bye buddy.”

“Bye, Uncle Ollie.”

As soon as the door shuts, Ollie whirls around and is tugging her close, their lips pressing together.

It’s a frantic kiss, desperate, and Ollie can’t help the way his hands slip under her shirt, pressing her closer as his fingers dig into her bare skin.

It doesn’t stay a kiss for long. Clothes fall onto the floor and they barely manage to make it to the bedroom, the bed only a few steps away, but they end up on the floor, bodies pressed as close as they can get.

“Fuck, Ollie.” She breathes later, laying on top of him.

He lets out a breathless laugh, kissing her sweaty brow. “I told you I missed you.”

“You fucked me twice. There’s missing me and then there’s that.”

“Is it bad I want to go again after dinner?”

“If you don’t go again after dinner, you're sleeping on the couch.”

He grins, pressing another kiss to her skin. “Fantastic.”

His fingers trace shapes along her back as they both slowly get their breath back, hearts slowing to a better beat.

“Y’know,” She breaks the silence after a few moments. “You’re going to have to share me.”

“I do share you. I just did with Noel.”

She laughs, kissing his chest. “Yes, and I’m so proud of my clingy bear. But I mean, if we ever have kids and we have a boy. He’ll probably be just like you.”

Ollie feels his heart speed up at the idea of them having kids. He can see it in a few years after they’ve been married and are in a house. “Just like me?”

“Yeah, loves me to bits and never wants to be away from me. Your smile, hair, love for racing. Just a mini Ollie.”

“I guess if it’s our kids, I can learn to share you.”

[starlightwoofwoof]

💜💙✨ A Bunch of Buddy Headcanons ✨💙💜

hey welcome back to My Jellyjam Madness

today I decided to make a headcanon list for (Counselor) Buddy because I love him with all my heart (AAAAUUUUUUGGGHHHHH) :D

I’m just gonna leave a bunch of them here, in different categories (and also a few drawings for, uh, “demonstration”)

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alright, let’s get the lore/angsty headcanons out of the way first (okay maybe now that I think about it, some of these are lore about the book itself but whatever-)

Buddy’s father owns the camp, and Buddy attended the camp for many years, and also worked as a normal counselor for a few. After Buddy turned 18 that year, Buddy’s dad finally promoted Buddy to head counselor. He decided to leave the camp to Buddy for that summer to go on vacation, letting him do whatever he wanted with it, even including changing any of the branding if he wanted. Buddy’s dad trusted him with the camp since Buddy practically spent most of his life there. (spoiler alert : literally the worst thing that could’ve happened, happened)

The igloo-like building in the woods was used more often previous years. It was more used as a building for actual counselor meetings and the occasional theater play. The cave inside the closet was used as a kind of ‘hang out’ spot to roast marshmallows and stuff. This is the place where it all began. Before the camp was about to open back up, Buddy went down to the cave area. He did notice the gut wrenching, horrible smell, but he simply ignored it and his curiosity got the better of him. That’s when he found a … certain purple, gelatinous creature. King JJ didn’t have to do much to convince Buddy to do his dirty work, he just had to simply threaten him with violence towards him and even the kids, and Buddy simply gave into King JJ’s hypnotism out of fear.

The whole incident lasted almost the whole summer before Wendy (and Elliot ig) came to save everyone. Buddy couldn’t control what he was doing. He couldn’t feel anything and he could barely think at all. He was still conscious during it all, and so were the other counselors. All of this for at least more than a month. Buddy can sort of remember things that have happened, but his memories from when he was controlled were very fuzzy, almost like a dream he couldn’t really remember.

Luckily, the other counselors seemed kind of okay after the incident, most of them were just afraid and confused. But Buddy was … pretty f’ed up for a while, of course, since he was the head counselor, and the first target in all of this. He only repeated ‘only the best’ for a few days, and even after he started speaking normally, he wanted to be left to be by himself. During the two weeks between the incident and the end of the story, Buddy was taken in for a lot of questioning by the police. He wasn’t arrested or anything, but he had to answer a lot of this. Since he was speaking incoherently, it was pretty hard at first, but it became easier over time. Buddy also took the time to just think this all over.

Despite not remembering too much about the whole incident, Buddy still felt terrible for what he was told he did. Some of the other counselors tried telling him it wasn’t his fault, but the guilt just wouldn’t leave him. He felt like some kind of monster for having all the kids and other counselors suffer like that.

Luckily, though, Buddy finally had an idea to help ease his guilt. He was going to go to each and every one of the kids’ houses to apologize to them directly. Well, maybe he couldn’t do everyone, but he was determined to go and apologize to as many as the kids as possible, including Wendy and Elliot.

This all did help a lot, but Buddy still felt a little bad, and doesn’t like the whole incident being brought up to him. He also still feels queasy near things like grape gelatin and absolutely horrified when earthquakes occur. He even sometimes has strange hallucinations and nightmares.

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OKAY ENOUGH OF THAT here’s some more wholesome headcanons to calm all the angst

Luckily for Buddy, after the incident, he made friends with a lot of the counselors since then, especially with Holly

Holly and some of the other counselors were very patient with Buddy throughout his whole ‘guilt era’, and Holly was even the one that made Buddy get the idea to go to the kids’ houses and apologize in the first place

Outside of his hypnosis, and even sometimes IN his hypnosis state, Buddy really does care a lot about the children and their wellbeing.

Buddy LOVES physical affection and hugs and stuff

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okay I don’t really have anymore ideas for wholesome headcanons, so let’s move on to the more random headcanons

Buddy’s hair is actually completely dyed (not so sure about this one cause idk how popular dying your hair was in the mid-90s, especially for dudes, but yeah) but his eyes are naturally that blue

Buddy nibbles his nails or bites his lip when he’s thinking too hard

Buddy is definitely not the guy to swear, but he’ll say others words as replacements- (fiddlesticks, fudge, etc.)

Despite being a huge sports dude (obviously), Buddy isn’t really that muscular

Speaking of sports, Buddy likes a lot of them, but his personal favorites are baseball and surfing

Since he loves surfing, Buddy loves going to the beach

Buddy’s favorite food/fruit is apples

Buddy wears hats a lot

Buddy drew all the cartoon King JJ pictures himself (not sure if he’s naturally good at drawing, or if he was good because he was controlled-)

okay this is more of a fun fact than a headcanon, but my interpretation/how I draw Buddy is mostly inspired by his look on the original cover (well, I’m not sure if it’s supposed to be Buddy, but I think it is-)

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And I think that’s it! (or at least what I could think of for now)

Thank you for reading my ramblings about some obscure, silly counselor man :] 💙💚✨

okie byeeeeeeeeee

[ribbonprincess]

⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡

Rafe's hands are occupied holding your 1 year old and a half son,Ethan, while you're laying on the bow of the yatch with your 3 month old babygirl, Hailey. She's giggling loudly as you reapply sunscreen all over her chubby body,Ethan is sitting on Rafe lap as they both sit close by, scribbling on some paper with colorful crayons.

"you girls having fun?" Rafe asks as he looks over both of you, his usual scowl replaced by a soft smile. "mommy,look!" Ethan screams as he showcases his drawing,which looks... like a dinosaur "sour!" "yeah,buddy...you draw a dinosaur" Rafe chuckles as you smile at them. "good job,baby"

With the help of Rafe,Ethan hops off his lap,padding over you as he sits down "sissy" he mumbles "yeah...this is your sister,can you give her a kiss?" He immediately smooches her face,giggling at her own giggles. Rafe in the meantime also moves over to his little family,sitting down as he comes into his daughter's view.

Squealing excitedly Hailey reaches for him and Rafe immediately picks her up,holding her bum with one hand while the other supports her head. "hi babygirl" he smile,smoothing down the few blonde hair on her head. "Ethan,baby- wanna come with mommy to take some snacks?" you ask,standing up as you hold his hand.

"snack!" he claps his hands,nodding as he holds your hand before following you into the kitchen of the yatch. Coming back after a couple of minutes you hold a bottle of juice,a beer and a bottle with milk and Ethan holds a bag of chips.

"daddy! sips!" he say,his little slips making him even cuter as he put the bag down before peering over his arm to look down at Hailey. "you gotta be quiet,Tan,your sister is sleeping" Nodding with a serious face,he turns over you putting a finger over his mouth. "oh...mommy will be very quiet" You whisper with a smile,before putting the bottles down and picking Hailey from your fiance arms. "I got you a beer,I'll go inside with Hailey so she doesn't get too hot during her nap,I also don't wanna leave her alone and I could take a nap myself"

Rafe nods,kissing Hailey head before pressing another kiss to your lips "okay,then me and Ethan will have some boys time,right buddy" "boys time!" The mini version of him shouts, forgetting completely about his sister sleeping.

Rafe smiles as he picks him up and brings all of you In a hug, god, he loved his family.

[ponderingmoonlight]

How JJK men react when you fall asleep on them

Pairing: Nanami x reader; Gojo x reader; Inumaki x reader (first time yay, thank you @emzalot and @trysudio for the great idea <3)

Word Count: 3,4k

Warnings: not proofread because I really have to go to work right now lol, a little language here and there, otherwise fluff overload, will write a part ll of this so if you wanna get tagged leave a comment and let me know. Also, I'd appreciate it sooooo much if you'd interact with this fic and showed some support <3

Kento Nanami

It’s been a hell of a week. Work swallows you whole, curses appear like plagues out of nowhere. This summer seems to be worse than any year before, worse than anything you’ve ever witnessed despite the stinging fact that you are a grade 1 sorcerer.

“When was the last time you’ve slept, (y/n)?” Satoru questions playfully when you walk past him.

You have no energy for his bullshit right now, feet shuffling on the floor without a real aim. Oh, but you do have an aim-

Him.

“Can’t remember anymore. Let me go home now”, you mumble, heart beating a little faster just by the thought of it.

Going home means meeting him. After weeks of being apart, after weeks of not really seeing each other, you’ll finally come back home to him. Kento Nanami, the best boyfriend walking on this earth. Kento Nanami, who was the one who forced Gojo to talk to the elders in order to give you a few days off. Kento Nanami, who is the only thing on your mind except for sleep right now.

“Come on, let me drive you home, (y/n). No need for you to walk that whole way”, Gojo suggests.

You can’t argue. In fact, you don’t even want to. Even the thought of sitting for a few minutes seems like a relieve at the moment.

“Your man was really mad when he found out you were assigned for another bunch of missions this week, threatened to slap me if I don’t talk to the elders”, the man next to you comments amused while starting the car.

Kento is a calm and collected man, never too much of anything. But when it comes to you and your safety, he seems to put on another face.

Definitely a hot one.

“I hope he slapped you anyway”, you reply with a weak grin, earning a heartfelt laugh from Gojo.

“Not yet, but let me escort you to the door just in case.”

He stops the car, your numb body refusing to get up. You just started to get comfortable, maybe you’re able to rest your eyes on the passenger seat for a second…

“Come on, you just need to walk inside. Kento already waits for you.”

“Did you drive her here?”

Oh, that sweet voice. That sweet voice you get drunk on over and over again, that voice that lures you into relieving darkness. Now you’re save. Now you’re finally able to rest.

“Hey sweetheart, are you alright?”

His comforting touch caresses your cheek gently, you can tell he’s gazing down at you worried.  But as much as you want to lift you arms and finally embrace your boyfriend in a tight hug, as much as you are forcing your eyes to open and take in his striking sight, you simply can’t move.

“Let me carry you inside. You definitely need to rest now”, he mumbles.

Softly, he lifts you out of the passenger seat. You feel like melting away in an instant, the mixture of his masculine scent along with the warmth of his body being your personal heaven on earth. God, how much you love that man, how much adore that he stood up for you, that he lets you rest in his comforting arms right now.

“Thank you for helping me out”, Nanami addresses towards Gojo.

“No need for that. We’re buddies after all, right? And I don’t wanna get slapped by you. Good night, (y/n), sleep tight!”

As much as you’d love to bite back, your tongue is so numb you can’t even bring out anything apart from a minor groan.

Kento’s tall frame begins to walk, his tight muscles reflecting every little movement against your head. What a sensation it is, knowing that you’ll lay curled up next to him in bed within the next minutes.

“Missed you”, you mumble.

His touch brushes over your back comfortingly while he steps back into the warmth of your inviting home.

“I’m so glad you’re home again, sweetheart. But before you’re all mine, you have to catch up with your sleep. When was the last time you were able to rest?”

You can’t put a finger on it. Apart from a few short naps now and then, there was absolutely no chance to sleep for 3 hours straight within the last week. But telling Kento that definitely doesn’t seem like a good idea, not that you are able to build a straight sentence anyway.

“Don’t know”, you hush.

Gently, he lays you down onto your soft mattress. You curl up in an instant, taking in his scent inside the soft linen of your blanket. Oh, this feels like nothing but heaven. Especially because he positions himself next to you, pressing your back against his broad chest.

“Get your well-deserved rest. I won’t let something like that happen again”, he breathes against your ear.

“I love you, Kento. Thanks for standing up for me…”

His skilled fingers tuck a strand of hair that hangs in your face behind your ear before stroking your head just the way you like it.

“I will always look after you, (y/n). Now rest a little and tell me about the last weeks when you’re ready. I’ve already shopped for this evening, I want to cook your favourite meal for you.  And-“

He stops himself from talking, your low and steady breath making it more than clear that you are already sound asleep. With a small smile, Kento tucks you into the blanket and presses a kiss against your forehead. Oh, how much you deserve to finally rest, how lovely you look with your relaxed facial features and your head completely swallowed by your pillow

“Sleep tight, I love you more than anything else, (y/n).”

Satoru Gojo

“No offense, but you look like you haven’t slept in days.”

You can’t hold in a yawn, teary eyes staring at the man in front of you. That definitely was a rough mission. So rough that Satoru Gojo had to step in to save your puny ass. And if that wasn’t embarrassing enough, you can barely keep your eyes open. That fucking demon you weren’t able to exorcise all night, fucking Satoru Gojo who took forever to come to your rescue.

“I’m fine”, you grumble, avoiding his gaze at any cost.

Why on earth does it have to be him? Why Satoru Gojo instead of someone decent like Geto? Now, you’ll have to live with his stupid comments for at least some months.

“Baby, you look like you’re about to pass out.”

“Don’t call me baby”, you hiss through gritted teeth.

Get yourself together, keep your eyes open. Why on earth are you so damn tired right now? Maybe because you were fighting the whole night, maybe because you haven’t slept enough for ages.

“Feel free to rest a little, this car ride will take us some time”, Ijichi interrupts softly, gazing at you through the mirror.

“I’m fine”, you groan.

God, why is everything so damn annoying at the moment? Your eyes wander to the man next to you who just grins from ear to ear. It’s because of him, that fucker over there.

“Don’t worry, I will take care if something happens”, he assures you.

Urgh, you are too tired to deal with his shit-talking right now. You turn pointedly towards the window, staring into the rainy late morning. What time is it? You have no idea. All that you know is that you’ve been awake for more than 48 hours by now, your body being completely worn out and covered in bruises. Maybe Shoko will give you a decent pain killer that shoots you into another dimension. Yeah, that actually sounds nice.

Satoru’s eyes lay on you, how your body gets sluggish in the car seat with every passing minute. Until your head rests against the window, until your heavy eyes get the best of you and your mouth opens. Yes, you were completely worn out by the time he arrived. And it is more than well-deserved that you rest now. But why do you have to look this lovely while doing so?

“Is she asleep?”, Ijichi questions softly.

“Oh she definitely is. No wonder after that hell of a mission. Please turn the music down a little so she doesn’t wake up.”

Even though you’re always act cold towards him, Satoru can’t help but admire you from afar. You are so feisty, so strong, so lovely it takes his breath away. It seems like the only time he’s even able to look your way properly is when you are asleep.

And he enjoys every second of it.

Ijichi makes a sharp turn to the left, eyes widen in horror when another car is only inches away from crashing into him. Before Satoru is able to react, your body crashes against his, your head now resting against his shoulder. He holds his breath, heart almost beating out of his chest. He never came this close to you, not without you complaining. From here, you look even lovelier, your steady breath brushing against his neck in a way that makes him see start.

But you don’t seem to mind. No, instead your arm wraps itself around his as you rub your head against his shoulder in order to find a comfortable position.

“Is she still sleeping? I hope this didn’t wake her up…”

“Nah, she’s asleep”, Satoru mumbles.

The urge to touch you becomes almost unbearable. How is he supposed to sit still when you are cuddled against him like this? How is he supposed to not stretch out his hand when your hair looks so inviting, when he wondered about what your skin feels like since knowing you?

A little touch can’t hurt, right? A simple, innocent touch…

Slowly, his trembling fingertip brushes over your cheek. It feels like electricity is running through his veins where his skin meets yours. You really are strikingly beautiful, even when your face is squished against his shoulder, even when your mouth hangs slightly open. And oh, the perfume you wear smells absolutely intoxicating. How is it possible he never realized how good you smell?

“Hello?”

He stares at you with his eyes wide open, movement stuck in its tracks while you blink away the sleep and gaze up at him in drunken confusion.

“Are we there yet?”

“No, we’re still on our way back”, he explains briefly.

You look around, the realization of where you are slowly but surely hitting you like a wall. Oh god, is this Satoru Gojo you’re resting your head on? And is it his hand that cups your cheeks.

“I-Im so sorry!”, you stutter, instantly lifting yourself up and stroking your hair.

Fuck, why is this so embarrassing? Even Gojo’s cheeks get light pink while he avoids your gaze, fumbling with his hands frantically.

“Nah I’m sorry. Should have pushed you back…”

You swallow hard, death silence hanging in the air. Even though you only slept for maybe 10 minutes, you feel like you haven’t had such a good nap in a long time. Was is because of him? Is it because you feel…safe?

“Your shoulder was quite comfortable”, you mutter before you can stop yourself.

“Yeah, you think so?”

“Somehow, yeah…”

Is Satoru Gojo maybe not as bad as you thought? He could have yanked your body back into the seat immediately if he wanted to. Hell, you wouldn’t have been able to even touch him if he didn’t allow it. So maybe, just maybe he doesn’t hate you as much as you thought he does.

Just like you.

“Well, you can come over here anytime y’know.”

Your eyes dart towards him in an instant, looking for a single spark of dark humour on his face. But no. All he does is awkwardly smiling and patting his shoulder like he’s inviting you over.

Is this…Alright? Should you really do it?

“Your arm seems comfier than the window, so why not…”

Hesitantly, you loosen your seatbelt and slide into the middle seat right next to him. The warmth radiating from his body seems to swallow you whole in an instant, a yarn escaping you just by the thought of continuing your nap.

“Don’t you dare to tell anybody about this”, you mumble against his shoulder, eyelids already so heavy that you fail to keep them open.

“I will use this against you whenever I have the chance to.”

“Sato…”

Toge Inumaki

It’s hard to keep your eyes open when the old fart in front of you talks about his boring and made up adventures for over 2 hours by now. Not even the stinging fact that your crush is sitting next to you can keep you from holding your head in your hands, eyes slowly but surely closing.

Unexpectedly you feel a hand tapping against your forearm, ripping you out of your daydreams. Toge’s smile catches you off guard, sweeps you off the ground and almost off your chair. How embarrassing, did you really almost fall asleep while sitting next to him? Today was the first time you’ve had enough courage to ask him if he wants to sit next to you. How are you even able to be tired when he’s so close you can literally feel the heat radiating from his body?

With a firm smile, he slides a little note your way.

“Hey, don’t fall asleep”

You swallow, cheeks heating up in an instant. So he noticed? Oh no, earth should swallow you whole and get you out of this mess as soon as possible. Even though you can tell by his gorgeous eyes that he’s grinning, you can’t help but feel deeply ashamed.  

“Thank you”, you mutter through gritted teeth, eyes darting towards the old fart in front.

Why didn’t you go to sleep early tonight, why did you read through all of those chapters when you knew that you’ll have a lecture early in the morning? That slow burn just really got you. Oh, but the main character reminds you so much of him. Him, the boy who doesn’t speak in anything but sushi ingredients in order to save all of you from getting cursed. Him, whose smile could enchant entire nations. Him, who stole your heart since you’ve joined Jujutsu High along his side back then.

But why do you have to make it so complicated, why do you have to act so damn strange around him? Toge must think you’re a total freak, always admiring him from afar while never really talking much with him. Even though he agreed on sitting next to you today, he might have done it because he feels sorry for you.

Your head sinks deeper and deeper, eyes closing themselves before you are able to stop them. When you get home, you’ll definitely finish that enemies to lovers story you’ve read all night. Maybe you’ll be able to be proud of youself for asking him out when you’re back in your room. And just maybe, you’ll be able to ask him out on a date sometime. Maybe stargazing? Or watching a movie together. Just the thought of cuddling with him…

Toge’s eyes dart towards you. Considering your slow breaths and how your head rests in your arms, you definitely fell asleep. Gently, he shakes your shoulder and back, taps your arm and slides a note your way.

“Tuna tuna”, he mumbles inaudibly.

But nothing works. No, your body doesn’t move an inch except for your head that searches a comfortable position. Slowly but surely, your head threatens to wander off the desk, sending you straight towards the floor.

His eyes dart around frantically. What is he supposed to do now? He can’t let the old man notice you fell asleep and risk that you’ll hurt your head. But on the other hand…

Touching you is something he imagined quite often. Since he first laid his eyes on you, it was over. Searching for you in every crowd, sitting next to you as often as possible, protecting you at any cost. Yes, Toge Inumaki fell head over heels for you.

But somehow it seems like you aren’t that interested in him, avoiding his gaze as good as possible, always mumbling short answers only. It surprised him when you came up to him today and asked him to sit next to you, his heart still beating out of his chest just by your presence. Would you be mad, disgusted even if he grabbed you, even if only to save you from falling to the ground?

He clenches his hands into fists, watching in horror as you begin to slide down your chair. What is he supposed to do?

In the matter of seconds, his hands grab your uniform just before you’re about to fall to the floor, catching you just in time and pulling your head onto his lap.

Onto his lap.

You are laying in his lap.

Oh god, this feels so right. No, he has to focus, what will you think of him when you wake up like that? And what will the others do when they catch both of you in this strange-looking position? His face goes pale in an instant, hands desperately holding onto your back so you don’t slide down. This is bad, very very bad. But on the other hand…

No, he can’t enjoy the fact that you’re laying in his lap right now, he can’t allow to let himself fall like that. You are asleep, it would be disgusting to use you like that. Especially when you clearly don’t like him the way he likes you.

He has no other chance but to wake you up.

“Sake”, he mutters along with gently tapping your shoulder.

“Sake.”

You don’t react. Instead, you cuddle yourself into his lap, arm now resting across his legs. He closes his eyes for a moment, taking a deep breath in and out.

“Sake!”, he hisses into your ear as loud as possible with somebody else noticing.

You jerk up, eyes darting around in confusion. What just happened? You must’ve fallen asleep. Urgh, that old fart is still talking…

“Tuna tuna?”

You blink at the boy next to you with doe eyes. He looks absolutely messed up, glossy orbs staring at you in pure horror. Oh no, did you do something embarrassing? Did you snore next to him? Or worse, did you drool?

Frantically, you wipe over your face. This is a nightmare and you’re still absolutely drained.

“I-I’m sorry”, you stutter.

“I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable. I’m just a idiot and went to bed way too late last night”, you blubber out.

Gently, Toge grabs the arm that is about to wipe over your face again mid-air and slides another note your way.

“You look cute when you sleep. Would you like to have a movie night when you’re fit again?”

You stare at the neatly written note with widen eyes. This can’t be real, right? Your crush didn’t just ask you out after you passed out on the desk during lecture. It’s like your tongue is stuck in your throat, mouth not able to move. This is way too good to be true, something you’ve dreamt about each and every night. Toge, having a movie night with you?

He stares at you nervously, how you blink over and over again in sheer disbelief. Oh no, was this a mistake, do you think he is a freak for asking you out on a movie night just after you fell asleep? What if you know that you laid in his lap, that he touched you without permission? This was a stupid idea, you made it clear multiple times that you aren’t interested in him like that-

“I…I’d love to”, you suddenly mutter so silently that Toge almost misses it.

“Salmon?”

“Yeah…I mean, if you’re still up for a meeting…”

“You two, will you shut up already? I’ll remove you from this class if you keep on talking!” the old man suddenly screams so loud that you flinch, sitting straight in your chair in an instant while your eyes dart towards him.

Toge shoves another note your way.

“I’m really excited about meeting you.”

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[papayadays]

🧸 + denial. realization. obsession. + lando (maybe a little friends to lovers 🤭)

a/n: ohhh maddie i love your brain!! (oops i kinda went overboard for this)

you and lando had known each other for what felt like ages. the two of you had gone to the same country club when you were younger, both of you often following your parents. you instantly hit it off, becoming buddies as you wandered around the country club together.

since then, you and lando had become fast friends normally, staying close despite lando making it into formula 1. you still kept in touch as much as you could with countless facetimes, online games, and texts about each other’s day. you often couldn’t go to races, having been busy with work; however, when max and the rest of lando’s friends in quadrant decided they were going to go watch lando race, an invitation was extended to you.

you were hesitant at first, knowing the expensive lounges they were going to choose, but max said that he’d pay for it. (which meant that lando would pay for it, most likely) so now, you were getting out of the car, heading towards the track. you and ria were laughing about something when some teenage girls tapped you on the shoulder. “excuse me, are you lando’s girlfriend?”

your eyes widened with surprise, shaking your head. “no, i’m a close friend of his,” you answered. glancing up, you expected ria to be just as surprised as you were, but she gave you an amused smile.

“that was odd,” you commented to her, walking towards the mclaren garage.

“right, odd,” ria murmured, but it was almost a half-hearted agreement.

you were about to respond when you heard a voice behind you call your name. spinning around, you saw lando, who had a look of surprise on his face. “you’re here!” he grinned, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you in a tight hug. lando nuzzled his face in your hair as he spoke. “i didn’t know you were coming, but i’m so glad you’re here.”

“glad to be here, lan,” you beamed. you both pulled back, maybe a bit reluctantly, and turned back to the rest of the group, who gave you the same amused glance ria had. but to add to that, the mechanics in the garage also shared a similar expression that you couldn’t decipher.

“this your girlfriend, norris?” one of the mechanics asked, chuckling. lando’s eyes changed into something veiled, something you couldn’t place. “you two make a good couple.”

“thanks, she’s one of my best friends,” lando responded, throwing an arm around your shoulder. you nodded, smiling at him, though something in your gut twisted at his words. best friends, that’s what you and lando were, so why weren’t you happy with that?

but. wait.

lando had said thanks to the compliment about being a good couple. and he hadn’t necessarily said you weren’t a couple. your mind was reeling with the implications, heart fluttering at the thought that maybe you liked him. what made it more suspenseful was that he quite possibly felt the same.

“hello? you good?” lando laughed, waving a hand in front of your face as you blinked. “spaced out, huh?”

you chuckled, though somewhat nervous, and tugged at his hand. the surprise and faint hope in his eyes wasn’t lost on you. “wanna go for a quick walk?” you suggested. “my brain’s a little busy.”

lando quickly nodded, hand on your waist as he guided you out into a quiet area in the paddock. with your newfound epiphany, you were paying attention to every single detail. had lando always put his hand on your back? when did he start? did his touch always make your heart flutter?

“are you okay?” lando asked softly, eyes seeming green in the sunlight.

“i’m fine,” you replied. “it’s just…” you trailed off, not brave enough to voice your hopes about something that could change your friendship.

“just what?” lando questioned, scrunching up his nose in confusion.

“everyone’s been asking me if i’m your girlfriend lately,” you started.

“is it bothering you? i could-”

“lando, no, it’s not that,” you said, cutting him off. “but i was thinking. if you’d ever thought it about. us dating, i mean.”

lando glanced at you, surprise in his expression as he took a step towards you. “i do think it about it,” he nodded. “every time i look at you.”

your jaw dropped at the revelation, and you mentally kicked yourself for being so stupid. he had had feelings for a while now? and you had still maintained that you were friends? “what if,” you started, “we could tell people that it was true?”

lando’s mouth curled up into a grin, arms wrapping around your waist. “is that what you want?”

instead of answering him verbally, you pulled him down, smiling as you kissed him.

[misspygmypie]

Meet & Greet... and more? Pt. 12

Pairing: Lando Norris x reader Words: 2092 Click here for Part 11

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Noah had always looked up to Lando. From the day they met at that Formula 1 Meet & Greet Noah had latched onto Lando with a love that only grew stronger as time passed. And when Lando married Y/N their bond deepened even more. 

One afternoon, after a fun day out and about, Y/N called Noah into the living room. Lando was already there, sitting on the couch with a mysterious envelope in his hands. Noah, curious, climbed onto the couch between them.

“Hey, buddy,” Lando started, his voice warm and a bit nervous. “We’ve got something special to talk to you about.”

Noah’s eyes widened as he looked from Lando to Y/N, who smiled encouragingly. “What is it?” he asked.

Lando handed the envelope to Noah, who took it carefully, sensing that whatever was inside was important. “Why don’t you open it and find out?” Lando suggested.

Noah opened the envelope and pulled out a set of papers. He recognized some of the words, like his name, but didn’t understand what they meant. He looked up at Lando, who smiled gently.

“Those are adoption papers, Noah,” Y/N explained, placing a hand on her son’s back. “It means that Lando wants to officially be your father, not just in our hearts but in every way possible.”

Noah’s eyes filled with tears as he looked up at Lando. “Really?”

Lando nodded, his own emotions threatening to spill over. “Yes, Noah. I’ve wanted this from the moment I met you and now, if you’re okay with it, we can make it official.”

Without hesitation, Noah threw his arms around Lando, hugging him tightly. “Yes, please!”

Not long later, the day finally arrived for them to go to court and make everything official. Y/N dressed Noah in a little suit that matched Lando’s and she couldn’t help but smile at how much they looked alike. Maebry was in a cute dress smiling, as if she knew something special was happening.

When they arrived at the courthouse Lando took Noah’s hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze. “Ready for this, buddy?” he asked with a smile.

Noah nodded, his eyes shining with anticipation. 

Inside the courtroom, the atmosphere was calm and supportive. The judge, a kind-looking woman, smiled warmly as the family took their seats. After a few formalities and questions towards all three of them it was all done.

There was a collective sigh of relief and happiness as the judge signed the final documents. Noah beamed up at Lando, who knelt down to be at eye level with him.

“It’s official, buddy. I love you so much,” Lando said, his voice thick with emotion.

Noah wrapped his arms around Lando’s neck, hugging him as tightly as he could. When they left the courthouse, the sun shining brightly, Lando scooped Noah up and carried him on his shoulders. Noah giggled, his laughter echoing through the courtyard.

Y/N walked beside them, carrying Maebry, her heart full as she watched her boys together. They had made it official - their family was complete in every way that mattered. Almost…

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The next morning the small family set off on a little adventure. Lando had first met the adorable puppy a few months earlier during a McLaren video shoot. The little furball had stolen his heart instantly and he had made a promise to the shelter to bring the puppy home once their family was ready.

Now, with Noah happily settled into their new Monaco home and Maebry just two months old, it was time to make good on that promise. Noah was practically beaming on their way to the shelter, clutching his plush puppy toy and chattering about all the fun they’d have with their new pet.

“Lando, do you think the puppy will like me?” Noah suddenly asked, eyes wide with anticipation.

Lando smiled, giving the boy a warm nod through the rearview mirror. “I’m sure he’ll love you. You’ve got a lot of love to give.”

When they arrived at the shelter, Lando himself could barely contain his excitement, remembering just how adorable the puppy was and how he instantly fell in love. The staff led them to a cozy little area where they would meet the little dog. As soon as the door opened the white and brown puppy bounded towards them, tail wagging furiously, clearly recognizing Lando.

Noah knelt down eagerly alongside Lando and the puppy rushed to both of them, licking their faces and making them burst into delighted laughter. “He remembers you, Lando,” Noah exclaimed, hugging the puppy tightly.

Lando, sitting beside Noah and the playful puppy, looked at Y/N with a proud smile. “I’m so glad we could finally bring him home,” he said, his voice filled with the sound of pure happiness.

Y/N, with Maebry cradled in one arm, watched the heartwarming scene. “He’s perfect,” Y/N said, her heart swelling with love as she looked at the happy faces around her.

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It was on a Tuesday late afternoon in Monaco several weeks later. The city below bustled with life but up on the balcony of their apartment, everything felt calm. The balcony was one of Lando’s favorite places, offering a perfect view of the ocean and a sense of peace that was hard to find in the busy world of Formula 1.

Y/N had just finished feeding Maebry, who now slept peacefully in a bassinet beside Lando. Noah was busy playing with his toy cars, his small hands guiding them across the tiles as he created an imaginary racetrack. He was fully absorbed in his game, his little face scrunched up in concentration as he narrated the race between his favorite driver - Lando - and a fierce imaginary rival.

“And Lando Norris takes the lead,” Noah exclaimed, his voice rising with excitement. “He’s the fastest driver ever! No one can beat him!”

Lando, laying nearby on a lounge chair, watched with a smile. There was something magical about these quiet moments at home, away from the noise and chaos of race weekends. Here, on the balcony, with the sea stretching out before them and the sun warming their faces, everything felt right.

Noah’s love for racing had been clear from the moment Lando met him at the Meet & Greet. It was in the way he watched every Grand Prix with wide eyes, in the way he mimicked the sounds of engines as he played with his toy cars and in the way he looked up to Lando with a mix of awe and adoration. Lando had made it a point to nurture that passion, spending hours with Noah, teaching him about cars and sharing stories from his own racing career.

But it wasn’t just the racing that bonded them. It was the little things - the bedtime stories at night, the spontaneous games of hide-and-seek, the way Noah would reach for Lando’s hand without thinking whenever they were out together. Over time, Lando had come to love Noah as his own and he knew that the bond they shared was as deep as any biological connection.

As Noah continued his imaginary race, Lando leaned back in his chair, letting the sounds of the boy’s play wash over him. The rhythmic sounds of the ocean below, combined with Noah’s joyful commentary, created a peaceful soundtrack that made Lando’s heart grow bigger. 

Inside, Y/N finished tidying up, her eyes drifting back to the balcony every few moments, checking on the peaceful scene outside. Maebry’s arrival had brought a new kind of joy to their lives, a joy that was both exhilarating and exhausting. Yet, watching Lando with both Noah and Maebry filled Y/N with a huge feeling of happiness. They were a family now, complete in every way.

Y/N stepped out onto the balcony, joining Lando and Noah. She sat down on the chair beside her husband, her hand grabbing his as she leaned in to watch Noah’s game. 

After a few more laps around the imaginary track, Noah suddenly stood up, holding his toy car in the air in triumph. “And Lando Norris wins again,” he declared, his face beaming with pride. “He’s the best driver in the whole wide world!”

Lando chuckled, shaking his head in amusement. “You really think so, buddy?”

Noah nodded enthusiastically and then, with a burst of energy, ran over to Lando, climbing onto his lap. He nestled against Lando’s chest, holding the toy car close as he sighed in contentment.

Lando wrapped his arms around Noah, his heart full as he held the boy close. He had never imagined that his life would turn out like this, finding not only the love of his life in Y/N but also the joy of being a father figure to Noah. And now, with Maebry in their lives, that joy had only grown.

Noah’s small body was warm and solid against his and the sound of the ocean below was a soothing backdrop to their quiet moment. 

Just then, Noah lifted his head and looked up at Lando with wide, innocent eyes. Without any hesitation, he said, “I love you, Daddy.”

The words took Lando by surprise, stopping him in his tracks. It was a simple statement, yet it carried a weight that left Lando momentarily speechless. 

For a few seconds Lando just stared at Noah, his heart swelling and starting to beat faster. He could feel tears prickling at the corners of his eyes but he blinked them away, not wanting to lose this moment. Noah’s expression was so pure, so full of love and trust, that it made Lando’s breath catch in his throat.

Lando tightened his hold on Noah, his voice thick as he finally was able to speak again. “I love you too, Noah,” he whispered, his voice cracking slightly. “So, so much.”

Noah smiled, satisfied with the response and snuggled back against Lando’s chest, closing his eyes as the warmth of the afternoon sun and the gentle rocking of Lando’s arms began to lull him to sleep.

Y/N leaned over, resting her head on Lando’s shoulder. “You’re amazing, you know that?” she whispered, her voice full of pride.

Lando shook his head slightly, still reeling from the unexpected emotion of the moment. “I didn’t expect that,” he admitted softly, his eyes fixed on Noah’s peaceful face. “But hearing him call me ‘Dad’... it’s the best thing I’ve ever heard.”

Y/N smiled, her eyes shining with love. “He’s always seen you as his dad,” she said, her voice filled with certainty. “It just took him a little while to say it.”

“I’ll do everything I can to be the best dad for both of them,” he promised, his voice firm with resolve.

“I know you will,” Y/N replied, squeezing his hand.

They sat there for a while, the four of them huddled together on the balcony as the afternoon slowly turned into evening, the little puppy snuggled up to Y/N’s feet. 

When it got darker Lando carefully stood up, still cradling the sleeping Noah in his arms. Y/N followed, gently lifting Maebry from her bassinet. They moved quietly through the hallways, trying not to disturb the peaceful slumber of their children. When they reached Noah’s room Y/N pulled back the covers on his bed and Lando gently laid him down, tucking him in with all the care, how he had done it countless times before.

Noah stirred slightly but didn’t wake, his little hand clutching the blanket as he settled deeper into sleep. They moved on to Maebry’s room where Y/N carefully placed their daughter in her crib, watching as her tiny chest rose and fell with each breath.

Finally, Y/N reached out and took Lando’s hand, pulling him gently toward the door. “Come on,” she whispered. “Let’s let them rest.”

They returned to the balcony and sat together, wrapped in each other’s arms, the warmth of the day lingering in the air around them. Lando closed his eyes, his mind replaying the sound of Noah’s voice, those simple words that had changed everything.

“I love you, Daddy.”

It was a moment Lando knew he would carry with him forever, a reminder of the bond they had formed and the family they had become. This was his life now - full of love, full of joy and full of the kind of moments that made everything else worth it. He had found his place, his purpose and it was right here with Y/N, Noah and Maebry.

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AN: This was the last part and OMG I can't put in words how thankful I am for all of your comments and love shown for this story 🥹😭❤️

It started as a simple request from @remmysthings and turned into this and I couldn't be happier 🥹

The story might be done but I am open for requests - even for oneshots with Lando/Noah 🫶

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[lesbianrobin]

please join me in some imagery for a moment my friends come hold my hand. i am picturing. post-buddie canon. they are doing secret relationship for an episode.

and the whole episode they're like BARELY managing to keep the secret they keep getting Almost caught through various Situations and Hijinks (since this is 9-1-1 there's another plot going on and a bunch of different calls and the buddie stuff is sorta B-plot simmering in the background). but they successfully hide it the whole time and we're now in the final five minutes of the episode. they're having a cute kitchen moment at eddie's house and they kiss. things start getting a bit steamy and eddie pushes buck back onto the dining table (this is in a medium close-up they're both in profile) then we cut to buck (close-up) grinning up at eddie clearly thrilled at being manhandled. cut back to the medium close-up you can't actually see the table itself but you can see their bodies as eddie climbs on top of buck and leans down and their lips are a hair's breadth apart—

then with a loud snap and a crash, they drop out of frame entirely. cut to the black call screen, "9-1-1, what's your emergency?"

buck's voice. "maddie?"

maddie's voice. "buck?"

buck's voice. "shi—"

cut to black end of episode. thank you for coming on this journey with me love u all xoxo hugs and kisses <3