#and i’m so proud of them and how far they’ve come

[arishemmo]

so i was telling bestie earlier today, i remember the try hard video being the one that really solidified my love for 5sos fr fr like fuck yea this is my band now cause it was so cute and genuine 🥺🥰

but then that slsp video?? 🥴 yeah that’s the one that made me the luke girlie i am today for sureee 🫡 lmaoo

[jjxngmoon]

eternally grateful to them for always sharing their memories of jjong, i will cherish the new pics we have always

[iamhellborn]

The Boyfriend-participants and what they learned/taught

Usak

Learned: To open up and express his feelings

Taught: Gensei and the others to fulfill their visit at the Green Room

Gensei

Learned: To express himself and his feelings

Taught: Ryota to do everything he could and spend his time without any regrets

Taeheon

Learned: To be proud of himself for who he is

Taught: Shun that he’s never obligated to do something he doesn’t want, but still has to be considerate of other feelings

Ikuo

Learned: To not come in between people, even if the intentions are good

Taught: The others to keep on trying until the other person becomes interested

Ryota

Learned: To stay true to himself and express the feelings that were important

Taught: Gensei to be true to himself (and taught everyone to make good coffee)

Dai

Learned: To show his love through actions and not just words

Taught: Shun and everyone else communication is key

Shun

Learned: To not be so quick to judge, because he one(s) you least expect way be become very meaningful to you

Taught: The importance of expressing your feelings through actions

Alan

Learned: To respect boundaries and let things go slowly

Taught: Dai think positively and remember his kindness

Kazuto

Learned: To put words into his emotions

Taught: Alan to let things take the time it needs and it will be worth it in the end

[curiouslyeasy]

guys i’m just really proud of nick and charlie

[kexing]

him 🥺

[daylighteclipsed]

Cried like a baby seeing all the allies who came to support me in the big final fight in Bg3 and I’m crying again seeing all my companions in the epilogue happy and healing and flourishing. Love and friendship are everything. Don’t loook at me

[bandsanitizer]

my second listen with lyrics in front of me of 5sos5 has made me decide this is my favorite 5sos album. the focus on growth that this album tackles and the storyline that the lyrics paint of that concept—of different obstacles in life, the relatable struggle with identity but also the aspects of it so specific to the band—I think they beautifully captured the dizzying feeling figuring yourself out can create, especially as you navigate the relationships in your life.

I think the album also reflects the band very well sonically, with a clearer sound imo that says 5sos. something that takes their inspirations and influences and interests, and couples it with their own art and vision. lyrically and vocally it’s just some of their strongest work yet. while I think the “the feeling of falling upwards” captures the experience of the album’s feeling, I do think the palindrome of 5sos5 captures how much the album reflects on them and their careers, but also looks a bit towards the future.

and in the carousel idea of them being on a spinning ride called life, the full circle idea that a palindrome can represent is fitting for the album. so while I still hope for the day 5sos gives us the kind of album title that the feeling of falling upwards could’ve been, I’m very happy with 5sos5 and so incredibly proud of them. whether it’s the vocals or songwriting or instrumentation or concept or production, this album really is their best yet

[solojihyo]

happy anniversary to my itzy girlies 🥺

[lakeswherepoetsdied]

5sos started off making all time low songs and you know what they’re still making all time low songs to this day

[let-me-sleep-or-die]

kinda random but I find so much joy in the three different stages of Ally’s transition shown in the three seasons of Fantasy high. It’s really wonderful to know that as those characters grew and got to become who they are, as we the audience grew and became who we are, Ally grew too. idk I’m just very proud of them and seeing how far they’ve come.

[man-down-in-hatchet-town]

THERE'S A CASTLE ON THE HILL, AS THE STORY GOES...

As promised, some initial thoughts on the things I loved about seeing this show. Spoiler free, since most of us haven't gotten to see it yet, and under the cut since I do wax a bit poetic...

Cinderella’s Castle is, in a strange way, an exercise in irony. The show is a retelling of an ancient story that is beloved and recited throughout so many cultures, and yet somehow feels completely fresh. The modern take on glam-punk lighting, a score infused with styles from 80s synth to anime, a high fantasy set with the costumes to match, the spirit of Jim Henson lingering through both the puppets and some larger and intangible vibe, a script combining that Starkid humor and Hatchetfield darkness with a whole different style of speaking… all of these beautifully executed elements melted together into something that I’ve never before seen. To take a tale as old as time and make it unique is no easy feat, but Starkid did so with magic and charm to spare.

Like any good Starkid show, Cinderella’s Castle is relentlessly dynamic: fun and tragic and exciting and just-plain-silly, with many twists and turns and character moments will make you gasp or cheer just as often as you laugh. It simply rollicks. The story clicks right along, especially in act 2, but the characters are so distinct and fun that I found myself almost wishing the Langs had sacrificed their plotting and pace just to spend more time hanging with every single member of this ensemble of personalities.

And that’s also a tribute to the actors themselves. Jeff is David Bowie reborn as the impish and fabulous narrator. Jon and Joey bring Hop A Lot and Crumb to life with so much charm and presence that they practically had the audience eating out of their hands from the very first second. Like, seriously, you will not believe how invested you will immediately become in these talking animals. Kim’s Fairy Queen is as radiant and terrible as promised; her portrayal of immortal inhuman power compels and commands and stands fully distinct from the Lords in Black. Lauren and Mariah are delightfully disgusting as the vile but deeply lovable troll step-sisters; you can feel the fun they’re having practically radiating off of them. Curt’s Tadius is dryly funny and put-upon, but also provides a vitally grounding and centering presence in the larger-than-life world of the Lands That Are. His big scene with Bryce is probably my favorite part of the whole show. James Tolbert is nothing short of an absolute STAR as the Prince, stealing scene after scene after scene with ease and charm and more jokes about genitalia than I think any of us expected. Angela once again displays a completely different facet of her never-ending range, exuding such elegance and control even in trollish filth that I do fear that the kids on the internet are going to start calling her “mother” with greatly increasing frequency. "Facade" was an absolute highlight of the night. And of course Bryce anchors, propels, and heightens every scene she’s in with such apparent ease you forget she’s been rehearsing for weeks and isn’t simply Ella herself. Ella is this world’s bruised, brave, and angry heart, and you will absolutely root for her every step of the way as she wrestles with who she is and learns what it means to claim her own power.

This was Starkid’s biggest budgeted show to date, and you could tell. This group of Michigan Wolverines and friends have accomplished incredible things since the Very Potter days of a single door and some cardboard columns, and I’m so proud of how far they’ve come. And yet Cinderella’s Castle, the fifteenth musical in the fifteenth year, still retains some of that core Starkid magic that I’ve always believed boils down to love. You can so often see that love emanating from the performers on a Starkid stage: love for the show, for their friends, for their craft, for the audience’s energy pushing them through. And the sense of love and support and community radiating from the audience is just as palpable. The man sitting behind me last night was at his first ever Starkid show, and afterwards he remarked in awe how that was the best audience he’d ever been in. And all that love isn’t unearned—it is built and it is nourished by a proud history of creativity, of song and of dance and of laughter and tears. And Cinderella’s Castle, I think, is going to prove an installment worthy of both Starkid’s past and future.

Starkid family, Bogs Hollow grants thee Starlight.

[p1utofairy]

PICK A CARD

“something heavenly led me to you.”

★ what will your future partner’s family & friends think of you?

DISCLAIMER: take what resonates, leave what doesn't. omg s/o to anon for requesting this — this was such a cool read so thank you for sharing this idea. enjoy bbys.

PILE 1. ❄️

how their family views you:

pile one i feel like your future partner’s mother is really going to like you! your person could come from a culturally different background, but you two just make sense together. i think that your charisma/mindset/demeanor is what initially made your person fall head over heels for you - and your charm will work just as much on their family as it does on them. their mother is going to ADORE you! omg i see the mom pulling your person aside towards the end of the evening (it looks like a dinner or a social gathering of some sort) and they whisper to them, “you picked a good one. i’m proud of you.” AWWW they have this twinkle in their eyes like they’re about to cry. you’re everything that they could’ve ever hoped/prayed for your person to bring home. you’ve got the whole package in their eyes! you might be a little shy when you first meet their family — i’m seeing you get all antsy and jittery while you’re getting ready, but your person is going to hold your hand the whole way through…you will never feel alone.

even when you’re talking to their family members, i see them keeping a gentle hand on your back or their arm resting on the back of your chair; just little gestures and signs to make you feel comfortable and secure. i don’t think they’ve ever really brought anyone home to meet their parents/family…i’m seeing that scene from ‘how to lose a guy in 10 days’ after the game of bullshit, andie is like “how many other girls have lost this game?” or something like that and ben’s mom is like “what other girls, honey? you’re the first girl he’s ever brought home.” and andie’s face drops like WHAT?!?!! lol yeah that’ll be your reaction if that ends up being the case, cause it'll just solidify how your person has never experienced something as real and beautiful as the connection they share with you.

your persons family will see that they’re making an effort with you. they may have been a bit of a player before they met you, but you unlock a different side of your partner that they’ve never seen before. they’re like “[YOUR PARTNER'S NAME]? is that you?” LOL they’ll be thoroughly shocked when they see how enraptured and affectionate they are with you. i’m hearing caught up in the rapture by anita baker mhm they loooooveeeeee you, pile 1. i’m tryna not to cry :,) but they love you so damn much it's so wholesome. every moment with them is gonna feel like you're on cloud 9 — this is a whimsical ‘once in a life time’ type of love. they would scream their love for you from the mountain tops if that's what was asked of them. you make them feel like they can do anything, and that's why their family is gonna love you so much. you bring out the best in this person, UGH. LOVE LOVE LOVE THIS.

how their friends view you:

not far off from how their family will feel about you — their friends will also approve of you! like i said before, you seriously bring out another side of your partner that they haven’t even seen before either. if anything, they feel like their friend is more motivated and less in their head about shit since you’ve come into the picture. i think your partner used to be really pessimistic and a bit of a downer when it came to love/relationships, but meeting you helped them realize that love truly is real. their friends will think that you’re very witty and knowledgeable, you may like to debate about certain topics and they’ll find it hilarious and engage with you. they may also think that you're a bit stubborn lol but ultimately you’re persuasive enough to make them see your point of view. i think they'll really like you, and they'll love how different you are from the previous love interests your person would bring around/talk about.

PILE 2. 🌬️

how their family views you:

hey pile 2! i'm ngl i'm kinda picking up on some mommy issues here? i don't think your partner has the greatest relationship with their mother. they posibly had an absent mother or their mother was very cold towards them growing up. your person had to grow up fast (they didn't have a choice) is what i'm hearing. if not that, then they might’ve grew up in a household where love and care was never displayed or given to them. your persons energy is very masculine and kind of cold.

they didn't have a stable home life growing up, so the idea of "family" is a bit foreign to them. YOU are their family, their home (ugh i'm not gonna cryyyyyy) and their light. before you came into their life, they were solely content with just being alone and doing what they wanted to do, cause they felt like nobody truly cared enough about them. damn someone was really tough on them — TW [one of their parents might've been addicted to drugs/alcohol/abusive] i'm sensing a feeling of neglect from your person's childhood.

their father may have raised them or an older brother or an uncle…idk there's an important masculine figure in their life that tries to help them navigate through life. this male figure will approve of you and this relationship — this is the first time in forever that they've actually seen your partner truly happy. they know what this person’s been through, and how much their trauma has held them back from positive experiences; but again, you’re the light in their life. love by musiq soulchild is playing, “through all the ups and downs the joy and hurt…love. for better or worse i still will choose you first.” your person will take this leap of faith and take a chance on this connection…that's how deep their emotions run for you.

it's gonna take everything in them not to self-sabotage due to their trauma, but this masculine figure in their life is going to have a talk with them and really make them think about what they’d be giving up if they were to let you go. after this conversation they're going to realize how much you mean to them and how they can't imagine a world without you being by their side — they're gonna put a ring on it. YUP PILE 2. you heal this person in so many ways that i can't even fully express. they’re always learning something new from you and they see you as such a positive influence in their life.

how their friends view you:

their friends know how much they've been through, and how hard it was for your person to get close to anyone platonically let alone romantically. so you coming into your partner's life will be an absolute shock to them, but they'll be super appreciative of you! they see the passion and happiness you ignite in their friend, pile 2. they'll think you're an absolute gem. they'll be happy that you two are together and i see them clowning their friend (all in good humor) about how sprung you got them lol this is so light-hearted compared to their family dynamic. your partner’s friends really became their family — they were right there in their time of need. i feel like you and their friend group will mesh together so well.

PILE 3. ☃️

how their family views you:

seeing how tight knit this person is with their family might be a bit intimidating at first, pile 3. you're gonna be in your head like "omg will they like me? will i fit in?" their family dynamic might differ from yours in terms of how they talk/interact/express themselves — you might be used to sitting back and keeping to yourself during family events. you're not loud or overly expressive when communicating with/around your family, so seeing how boisterous and animated this person and their family members can be will catch you off guard.

i'm seeing that they might be big football fans or something of that nature where they’ll host a party/gathering and have drinks, food, entertainment — i'm getting a lot of fun and playful energy from your persons family! they'll see that you naturally keep to yourself, but that won't stop them from encouraging you to join the festivities and make you feel welcomed. i see you joining them on a lot of trips, vacations, gatherings, parties, etc. you're gonna have a ball with your future partner's family. you’ll love to see your partner in their element…that’s what’s going to make you want to open up and join in with them.

your future partner’s family will think that you have a great head on your shoulders, and they’ll truly see how much you’ve ground your partner. your person is naturally funny and flirty (they could possibly be an air sign) but their family will notice a newfound sense of maturity about them. i can hear them asking your partner, "when are you ever going to grow up?” lol they are just full of so much energy and they're playful at heart.

they operate a lot from their inner child and that's what will make you fall for them. you are rigid when it comes to letting your hair down, and just doing whatever you want whenever you want. however, your person has mastered the concept of spontaneity! they love doing things on the whim and just saying “FUCK IT, WE BALL!!!" i mean don't get me wrong they can be practical and level-headed, but they also want to be happy and allow themselves to experience the joys in life.

random but they might love ‘the dark knight’ movie and quote the joker a lot cause i'm hearing “why so serious?” lol your person is a goofball…it's so cute and it also makes sense, because their family is so down to earth and ‘go with the flow’ type of people. their family will feel like you’re a great addition to the family, and they’ll feel so proud that your partner found someone like you.

how their friends view you:

your partner’s friends are gonna feel like you’re hot as fuck? uh OKAY then! you def are attractive af pile 3 but damn someone in this friend group might be plottin' frfr uhm. i'm feeling like this is one specific friend…the rest of their friends are gonna be happy about this relationship but this specific person is giving off weird vibes 😬 like i can see you and your partner sitting on the couch all close and cuddly, in y’alls own little cutesy bubble, and this person is watching y'all from a distance thinking to themselves that should be me like WHAT?! this specific friend feels like you're a rare catch…they are giving off immature vibes ugh they could be younger than your partner or just really really childish i don't like it. they definitely want your person to fumble but guess what — that's not happening! your person will come to see them for who they truly are and they will cut them off expeditiously LOL GOOD RIDDANCE. you and your future partner's relationship will prevail and the foundation you two are building together will remain solid.

[cod-fishing]

Thinking about Price being possessive over his boys. Not romantically or sexually (he likes to tell himself), but any time Soap starts chatting about some bear he met in a bar during leave, or Gaz mentions a girl who gave him her number, he can feel himself bristle. He tries to bury it, but it only gets worse after Las Almas, their bonds forged in far too much blood, and he struggles to bite down discouragement for any connection outside their little family.

When soap and ghost finally get together, he can’t figure out which of them he wants to throttle, but the sensation is intense nonetheless. Enough that he can’t stop himself from ordering them to his office and dressing them down so meticulously his old drill Sargent would be proud. They both look defiant. At perfect attention, military perfect in their stance, but fire in both of their eyes. It’s only when Soap, jaw clenched, demands if Price is going to transfer them that the Captain falters.

He sits heavy into his chair, and orders his boys at ease.

“I could never let go of either of you,” he finds himself gritting out through cigar smoke and choking emotions, far too unfiltered, “I just don’t want you boys to get hurt.”

He sees them soften, understanding. Not expecting a real answer, Price asks them their intentions with one another. He doesn’t want either of them to hurt the other, and while he knows they both have hearts of gold, they’ve got a lot of thorns as well. But they talk, and Soap is his usual genuine self and Ghost- Simon, really - is more honest and open than Price has seen him be ever, so…

He says okay. But keep me updated, he says. The good and the bad. They nod, and he assumes he’ll have to pry information out of them, and they move on.

Miraculously, they do keep him updated. Soap comes knocking one day, and Price asks about those reports he sent him off with and Soap says, aye, captain, got those for you, but ah…can I tell you something sweet Ghost did for me today? He’s bursting with joy when Price looks at him properly, and how can he say no to that?

Ghost, too, comes in one day, and asks to speak with the captain. Need some advice, sir. Johnny wants to take me home to his family for the holidays and I’m feeling real conflicted, he says. And they talk it out, fingers playing with the rims of their whiskey glasses. Price gets this feeling in his chest, likes he wants to reach out and trace his fingers somewhere else, but he ignores it.

It keeps happening that way, Price getting deeper and deeper in their relationship. He knows everything about the two together - almost everything. Ghost is on a solo mission one day and soap is moping, and so price pulls him into his office with the intention of getting him plastered and making him go to bed.

Instead, Johnny gets talkative. He should have known.

“God, Price, you wouldn���t believe the things he can do with his mouth. His fingers, too, lord knows where he learned it, but it’s like he took a fucking class on making me cum just from the teasing alone.”

“You’ve heard his voice captain, I mean no wonder I was creaming my pants to be with him so bad, and boy was I right. Downright evil how good it sounds during and early morning shag.”

And, even worse than all that, somehow…

“Well you know me, I like to be the best. So I told him we should start training my throat, so I can actually take his monster cock, the bastard. Did pass out the first time but we’ve been taking it slowly but surely ever since.”

And Price just…he should shut him up, but instead, he just takes it. Just lets the lad ramble about his love, like some lass back at home pinning for her deployed soldier. He hates it, he hates it, he tells himself. But he takes it for Johnny, and for Simon, and for the trust they have put in him.

And when he fists his cock in his quarters later that night, aching from being hard for so long, he can’t help but picture all those filthy things Soap told him.

Maybe, all this time, he was just jealous.

[noahsmuse]

second chance ?

✮ PAIRING: noah sebastian x reader

✮ REQUEST: “Can I request a second chance romance one shot? Like in 2020 - 2021 the reader and Noah were dating and they break up for [insert reason] but they run into each other at the BMTH concert in 2024 or something and one thing leads to another suddenly they you know, hooked up and Noah doesn't want it to be a one night stand with her soooooo you can go from there.”

✮ A/N: sorry for the recent inactivity but now, i’m BACKKKK ! continue sending in requests for me to write & hope you all like this fic ≧'◡'≦

everything seemed picture perfect between you two. the makeshift dates and the candle-lit dinners that would be hosted in his dining room with dinner that you both made, and just when you thought that the pair of you were full from dinner he was usually still hungry….but for something else (you). in a world of what seemed to be chaos, you found solace within each other.

until, the time came that heavy pandemic restrictions were slowly being lifted and Bad Omens was scheduled their first tour back to be openers for In This Moment and Ice Nine Kills. going from seeing noah almost every single day to barely hearing from him was a very intense switch that put a strain on your relationship since communication was such a huge trait for the two of you.

knowing this would probably only get worse as they’re gonna get busier and continue going on tour. even though you two loved each other to the ends of the earth, when he came back you both made the decision to break up but still remain friends to avoid any heartbreak or miscommunication.

this brings us back to present day, it’s been three years since you’ve broken up with noah. you both talk occasionally and send the usual happy holidays and birthday messages but haven’t actually seen each other face to face since the break up.

one day you hear your phone going off like CRAZY, you managed to find out that one of your girlfriends was able to get pit tickets for a Bring Me The Horizon concert happening in your city. prior to these messages from your friends, you had zero idea they were coming to your town and who would be with them, but decided why not go and have some fun !!!

the day that you and your friends have been so estatic about finally comes around, you’re all dressed to the nines, wearing your sexiest but comfortable attire that perfectly matches the mood for the concert. since the adrenaline is pumping throughout your friend groups veins, all of you decide to make it to the venue just early enough to secure the merch that you’ve had your eye on and your spots for barricade.

after waiting for a few hours, the doors of the venue open and everyone runs while holding each others hands to make it right in the center of barricade with a perfect view of the stage.

around an hour goes by, you still have no idea who the openers will be until the crew of the band lowers down a tapestry with a name that sounds very familiar to you….’Bad Omens’, and that’s when it clicks in your head that your ex boyfriend’s band is an opener for the tour. obviously you don’t wanna seem like an obsessive person to him but you’re literally sitting front row, right in the center, so there’s definitely no way that you could hide.

as soon as you start trying to think up of a plan to make sure noah doesn’t see you in the crowd, the lights abruptly go dark and small vibrations rumble through the ground of the arena with jolly, one of noah’s best friends and roommates comes out right in front of you playing the riffs of a song that you learn is called artificial suicide from their newest album (one that you also learn you were the muse for a couple of songs on the record), ‘The Death Of Peace Of Mind.’

even though you didn’t really know the words to their newer work since you’ve only really heard the demos and songs from the band’s first two records, you can help but feel proud for how far they’ve come knowing that noah had expressed some doubts for the record with you during your time together.

while watching the show, you constantly had a feeling that you were being watched…but when you looked up at the stage, you found the front-man of the band gazing off in your direction.

nothing really happened between you two when they were performed besides noah staring at you while singing a couple of songs which you presumed were about you. the rest of the show goes on, you and your friends have the time of your lives screaming your favorite songs on the top of your lungs. when the show was over just as you were about to leave ash, noah’s trainer and bad omens new security caught your attention saying they’d like to invite you backstage so you decide why, not ! after all you and noah are still friends even though he was the only love you regret breaking things off with.

ash guides you in the direction of the Omens’ green room when you notice someone standing in the distance. as you both get closer to the room, you soon realize that this person is actually just noah who asked ash to bring you backstage so the two of you could “catch up.”

which led to noah bringing you back to his hotel room and ending up laying beneath you, fiercely rolling your hips against his with some help provided by him thrusting into you. moans and grunts spill from you guys’ lips, getting closer and closer to your release….right when you grind on his dick hitting your sweet spot perfectly, feeling pure ecstasy wash over the both of you as he holds your hips down so he can fill up your pussy with his cum.

just as noah wakes up in the morning, he remembers everything that happened last night. looking down at you still asleep with the sun peaking through the blinds and shining on your gorgeous face is when the realization hits him…he can’t let you go again.

meanwhile, you just woke up, not really remembering where you were or what happened but when you looked down to see you wearing one of noah’s shirts and then back up to see his smiling handsome face. which brings back all the memories from a few years ago, it felt like nothing changed…”we should talk” breaks you away from your thoughts (aka, regrets for even breaking up with him)…

the conversation ended with you two walking out into the lobby of the hotel they were staying in, holding noah’s hand with the biggest, lovesick smiles on your faces to hear someone yell “FINALLY !” in the distance. (it was a combination of jolly and matt who were celebrating seeing you two together)

[pucksandpower]

Max Verstappen x Miss Universe!Reader - Social Media AU

maxverstappen1

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maxverstappen1 y/n is the kindest, smartest, most beautiful, and most compassionate person i know. there is no one more deserving of being Miss Universe. i am so proud of you, schatje. the crown pales in comparison to the way you shine each and every day

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yourusername there is no greater gift than experiencing all of this with you by my side. love you forever

danielricciardo never a doubt from the second she got on the stage

yourusername thank you dany 💕

landonorris does that make you mister universe?

madmaxstan asking the real questions

f1fan8 i’m actually so obsessed with you guys

yourusername

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yourusername tonight we learned that i’m the better driver in this relationship

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maxverstappen1 identity theft isn’t a joke

redbullracing where should we send the contract?

missuniverse if you’re taking our title holder does that mean we get to take your driver?

yourusername i’ll drive in barcelona and max can fill in for my photoshoot next weekend. he just has to learn how to walk in heels and we’re all set

yourfan5 what can’t y/n do??? a true queen

f1wagupdates

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f1wagupdates Reigning Miss Universe Y/N Y/L/N joined boyfriend Max Verstappen and sponsor TAG Heuer at the Monaco Grand Prix

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pageantgirl the fact that y/n was invited in her own capacity because Miss Universe is partnered with TAG Heuer … it’s fate

f1wagupdates and how proud they look of each other in every pic I’ve seen 🫠

orangearmygirl i remember them walking in together for max’s debut race. they’ve come so far 🥺

yourusername

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yourusername there’s something about the monaco air

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maxverstappen1 my date planning abilities have improved

yourusername it’s true. 10/10, no notes

landonorris pretty sure that something is just called max living there

yourusername yeah that certainly helps

missuniverse absolutely gorgeous 👑

maxandy/nfan the way max makes y/n laugh. i want that one day

f1fan3 they singlehandedly made me believe in love. they’ve been together for years and still look at each other like they’re the only person in the world

[talktonytome]

The One Where They Get Their Dance

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Despite the chaos, Maddie and Chimney’s wedding ceremony turned out so beautifully, in Buck’s opinion. He’s ridiculously happy for them, and he still can’t believe Tommy showed up for him. Buck knows Tommy had promised, but he wouldn’t have blamed him for not showing up, especially after fighting that beast of a fire. The man walked through the hospital doors, like a dream- straight from his own chaos, still in his turnouts and covered in soot, because he couldn’t wait and well? Buck had to devour him for it, of course.

All in all, he can’t really complain, except, he really had been looking forward to that dance with Tommy, when he was officially his date, and he could step out on the dance floor, show everyone how proud he was to have him by his side. Sure, they’ve gone on other dates: slow coffee dates in the morning, dinner dates that always left Buck blushing, and they’ve even gotten through a good chunk of movies, but he’s still determined to get his dance.

He’s presented with the perfect opportunity when he receives a last-minute wedding invitation from a couple he helped rescue, during a restaurant fire a few months back. And who was he to turn down a sign from the universe? He had already asked Tommy on a wedding date, his sister’s of all people, so he isn’t really worried about coming on too strong.

That night, he and Tommy are having a quiet night in, just the two of them. Tommy cooked a simple, but delicious pasta and even brought a bottle of wine from his collection, because as Buck had learned, his boyfriend was a bit of an aficionado. To be totally honest, Buck still can’t discern all the different notes, but he doesn’t really care, as long as he gets to lick the wine from Tommy’s lips at the end of the night. Tommy’s topping his glass off, when Buck decides to ask him.

“So, what are you doing Saturday?” He takes a sip of wine, looking at Tommy over the rim of his glass.

“Hm, I’m surprised you don’t already know, since we made the pretty serious move of synching our calendars,” Tommy deadpans, but the glint in his eyes betrays him every time.

Buck rolls his eyes and leans over to gently flick Tommy’s nose. “I was trying to have a cute moment!”

Tommy chuckles, darting to kiss and playfully nip Buck’s finger. “I thought we were already having a cute moment? I mean, I did wine and dine you, even lit candles and everything.”

“I hate you,” Buck tries for a serious face, but immediately breaks into a smile, because he’s still not used to the fact that he can have this: easy, playful banter with someone who meets and matches him every time, without worrying about saying or doing something wrong.

“Well, that would be very inconvenient, since I really like you,” Tommy replies with the fond look he often directs at Buck, head tilted slightly, eyes unbearably soft. “Ok, ask me again.”

“W-what?” Buck stammers. “You don’t have to humor me, I was just kidding.”

“Evan, ask me again.”

Buck’s chest tightens with something that feels too soon to give name to, but it’s there, nonetheless.

“What are you doing Saturday?” He asks again, looking at Tommy from beneath his lashes, biting his bottom lip, because he knows what he’s doing. Sure enough, Tommy’s eyes dart to his lips, then trace back up to his eyes.

“Saturday?”

“I still owe you that dance. You free?”

***

So far, the night is a success, if Buck says so himself. He finally got to see Tommy in a suit, and god, it’s as if he was poured into it, the way it fit him. He can’t wait to peel it off him later. Buck knows he doesn��t look too shabby himself; In fact, it was such a nice little ego boost, being such a hot couple. By the way Tommy’s been looking at him, he knows his suit’s not gonna survive the night either.

The ceremony is short and sweet and the couple’s vows may have made him tear up a little. They even give him a little shout out and the way Tommy looks at him- “Damn, I’m so lucky my date’s such a hero,” he whispers in his ear, “handsome too.”

Dinner is just about wrapping up and the DJ’s testing his equipment at the edge of the dance floor. Buck and Tommy lean against the bar, as they wait for the dancing to begin. Tommy swipes a couple of champagne flutes from a waiter passing by, while Buck scarfs down the rest of the plate he piled with food from the charcuterie grazing table earlier.

Tommy declined, saying something about not being a fan of food everyone touched. “Suit yourself!” Buck had grinned, mouthful of meat and cheese. He knew he probably looked gross, but he could hardly feel insecure when Tommy looked at him with such soft eyes and a dopey smile.

He washes down the last of it with the champagne Tommy hands him and wipes his hands with a napkin Tommy seemingly pulls out of thin air. “Thanks, babe,” he says, then holds out his hand. The DJ’s inviting all the couples to dance now, and butterflies start to thunder in Buck’s stomach. “Can I have this dance?”

“I dunno my dance card’s kind of full,” Tommy teases, but grasps Buck’s hand immediately and starts leading him toward the dance floor. “Let’s go before the grandmas eyeing me come fight you off.”

“Dance card? What are you, 80? He laughs and starts to follow after him, but a sharp pain in his gut and a wave of nausea cause him to freeze mid-step. Ok, maybe it wasn’t just butterflies he was feeling earlier. His hands and face feel clammy and if he doesn’t find a bathroom soon…

“Evan?” Tommy stops immediately, noticing Buck’s lack of movement. “What’s wrong?”

Buck is mortified. Why did this have to happen right here and right now? He was so close to that dance.

“Um, bathroom,” is all he manages before slipping from Tommy’s grasp and running toward the nearest bathroom. Luckily, there were some conveniently located twenty feet away. Even that felt eternal, though, and he begged the universe not to make him have an accident in public. Thankfully, it listens, because he makes it to the first open one and he slams the door shut, locking it behind him.

He hurls violently into the toilet, sweat beading across his forehead and down his neck and back. Oh, god, he feels miserable. When he thinks there can’t possibly be more, he heaves into the bowl again and again, until he finally feels empty.

Suddenly, there’s a knock at the door. Buck’s still catching his breath on the floor. “Occupied,” he mutters weakly.

“Evan, it’s me. Is everything okay?” There’s evident concern in Tommy’s voice and if Buck could see him, he’d know his brow was furrowed, too. “You just ran off and it’s been a little while. I got worried,” he admits.

“I think I might have died a little…might still be actively dying, actually, ” Buck groans. And apparently that was the wrong thing to say because Tommy’s jiggling the door, trying to get in.

“I’ll break down the door if I need to,” he warns from the other side. “I’m a firefighter,” he deadpans.

“No, no. Sorry, I’m not actually dying, I don’t think,” Buck says, hoping that will placate him. “I think I just threw up everything I’ve ever eaten in my life. Guess you were right about not wanting to eat from the grazing table,” he chuckles ruefully. “You can say ‘I told you so.’ ”

“Evan,” Tommy huffs affectionally. “I wouldn’t say that when you’re clearly hurting, baby. Please let me in, I need to see you.”

“Tommy, I look like shit, I feel like shit. This is so fucking embarrassing,” he mumbles.

“I don’t care and I promise you, I’ve seen worse. We both have.”

Buck can’t argue with that. He’s had some pretty gross calls, but that’s the life. He stands on shaky legs and hobbles over to the sink to rinse out his mouth the best he can. He splashes cold water on his face to get some of the sweat off and dries off with a scratchy paper towel, takes a deep breath and unlocks the door.

As soon as he hears the lock click open, Tommy barges in and pulls Buck into his arms. Buck wants to die a little; He knows how he must smell, how he must look. But Tommy doesn’t seem to care.

“Oh, sweetheart,” Tommy breathes against his temple, pressing a soft kiss there. “I’m so sorry you’re hurting,” he rubs soothing circles into Buck’s back. “You feeling any better?”

“I think so,” he says hiding his face in Tommy’s neck. “My stomach feels done, at least.”

Tommy hums, then pulls back to take a proper look at him. He pushes a few matted, sweaty curls away from Buck’s forehead and scans the rest of him, assessing his state. The concern and care in his eyes breaks Buck’s heart a little. They haven’t been doing this for long enough to feel this much so soon, but he’s more than halfway in love with Tommy already. He’s been feeling it build up, with every look, every touch, every laugh, so fuck a timeline, really

“Well, firefighter Buckley, I think you’re gonna make it,” Tommy declares softly, much too tenderly to come across as anything close to teasing. “I’m prescribing fluids and rest,” he nods firmly, “and cuddles,” he adds for good measure.

“Yes sir,” Buck smiles at him. Then, he remembers their dance and grimaces. “Sorry about the dance, kinda Bucked that up, huh?”

Tommy tilts his chin up to really look at him. “Hey now, none of that. This wasn’t your fault,” he assures. “And what did we say about doing that? Don’t put yourself down, baby.”

He doesn’t say it in a way that makes Buck feels chastised— he says it like Buck is precious, someone to be cherished, and it makes his heart soar. “M’kay, you’re right,” he agrees, “but I promise I’ll make it up to you.”

“I have no doubt that you will.” Tommy pulls him in again to kiss his forehead. “Ready to go? I don’t think the happy couple will begrudge us if we don’t say goodbye.”

“Yes, please,” Buck sighs, resting his head against Tommy’s strong chest. He feels at home there, but he doesn’t say that out loud, not yet. “Take me home?” He says instead.

“Of course.”

***

A few weeks later, they get their second, (third?) chance. This time, the plan is foolproof. They’re going to a fundraiser gala for LA first responders and it’s the perfect occasion to finally get their dance. Buck makes sure their schedules align and that neither of them eats anything questionable beforehand. Their tuxedos are pristinely pressed, and he even bought a bottle of fancy champagne to share before their car picks them up.

They both get ready at the loft, since it’s closer to the venue. Tommy walks out of the bathroom, curls soft, but styled. A rogue one rests on his forehead and it makes Buck’s breath hitch. He’s wearing his pants and dress shirt, leaving the jacket on for last. He looks very Mr. Darcy-ish with the white shirt and dark pants- and by god, Buck is one exposed ankle away from swooning.

He was planning on opening the champagne, but if he doesn’t walk away to cool off for a few minutes, he will do something drastic, like get Tommy out of those clothes and climb him like a tree. They’d never make it to the gala for their dance. He sighs and attempts to shake the thoughts from his head. Tommy comes up to him with a grin, looking him over appreciatively. “Damn you look good, sweetheart,” he breathes and Buck’s glad to know he’s not unaffected. He cups the side of his face and kisses him soft and sweet, a barely there touch of his tongue against the seam of his mouth.

“Tommy,” he whines when they break apart. “I’m trying to be good.”

“Sorry, I just needed a little taste,” Tommy smiles all devastatingly handsome.

Buck groans, stepping back to put some space between them and takes a few calming breathes. “Mm, okay, I’m gonna go fix this,” he points to his own hair. “And you are gonna open that bottle and pour us a nice glass, yeah?”

“Oh, yes sir,” Tommy leers, eyes darkening, as he grabs the bottle and a knife from the drawer.

It takes all of Buck’s willpower to spin and walk away.

“I hate to see you go, but, god, I love to watch you leave,” Tommy sighs behind him.

He can feel Tommy’s eyes glued to him, before he ascends the stairs. And then, a panicked, “Oh shit!”

“Tommy?” He leans over the railing and finds a spray of red across Tommy’s shirt. He’s holding his left pointer finger which is steadily dripping blood and Buck almost trips flying down the stairs.

“Oh my god, Tommy!” He almost rips the designated first aid drawer in the kitchen from its hinges in his haste to grab gauze and a bandage. He cuts some off and immediately goes to grab Tommy’s hand to examine it. The cut isn’t too long, but it’s pretty deep. “Yeah, this is gonna need stitches,” he grimaces, then wraps the gauze and the bandage with enough pressure to staunch the flow of blood. Tommy’s blood is on both their shirts now, but nothing to be done about that.

“Ok, we’re going to urgent care,” he declares, already pulling Tommy toward the door.

“Evan, the gala- we can just stitch it up here—

“— Nope, we’re going.” He grabs his keys, leaving no room for discussion. Tommy sighs and nods behind him and then, they’re on the way to urgent care. Luckily, there’s one only a couple miles from the loft.

They get a few raised eyebrows and surprised looks from the receptionist. The contrast of the now oxidized blood is stark against the crips white shirts. Buck explains their predicament, fills out a few forms at lightning speed, and they’re quickly led into a room. He holds Tommy’s uninjured hand, rubbing smooth circles into his skin, as the doctor expertly stitches him up. She numbs the area beforehand, of course, but it still makes Buck flinch with every pull and knot. It’s silly, they’ve both suffered much worse on the job, but he can’t help it.

Soon enough, they’re free to go, with a prescription of antibiotics for Tommy and post-care instructions, which both already knew by heart, given their profession. They stop by the passenger door of the jeep and Buck breathes properly for the first time since he heard Tommy shout. He tugs Tommy to him by the elbow and the man instantly sags into him, ducking his head on his shoulder. “I’m sorry we missed our dance.” He mumbles dejectedly.

“You have nothing to apologize for- it was an accident. I was more concerned with saving your finger, thank you very much!”

Tommy huffs a laugh and it vibrates through his deltoid. “It wasn’t that bad.”

“All the same, I much prefer your blood inside your body.”

“Noted.” Tommy smiles and Buck feels it stretch where he’s still pressed against him.

He reluctantly pulls back and looks Tommy over one more time, before they leave. Surprisingly, the damn curl on his forehead is still intact, and despite looking a little pale from the night’s events, he still looks so beautiful, especially in the moonlight, like a sexy vampire.

“Let’s go home.” He opens the door for Tommy to climb in and rounds the front of the car to get in. Once they’re settled, he reaches over to rub along the knuckles of Tommy’s hand. Now that the adrenaline has worn off, he does wonder… “So how exactly did you manage to slice open your finger?”

Tommy fidgets with the bandage on his finger for a few seconds. “Got distracted.”

“Distracted? Of the two of us, I think we can both agree, I’m the accident-prone one.”

“It’s your fault, really,” Tommy accuses with a mock frown.

“Excuse me? How is it possibly my fault?”

“Those long, long, gorgeous legs of yours are a hazard on any god-given day, but in a suit? I look up for one second, because how could I not? And all of a sudden, I’ve missed the bottle and the knife’s sliding down my finger instead.”

Buck throws his head back, shaking with laughter, giddy now that he knows for sure Tommy’s okay.

“You’re laughing. I gravely injure myself and you’re laughing.” Tommy says flatly, but the corners of his mouth curve into an amused smile. “I’m wounded, literally.”

“Sorry, sorry, you’re right. Poor baby, how can I make it up to you?”

Tommy rolls his eyes, but Buck knows he loves it when he’s a brat. “Oh you’re a clever guy, I’m sure you can think of some ideas.” He smirks, eyebrow raised in a challenge.

“You know, I think I have.” Buck licks his lips and watches, with a bemused smile, as Tommy tracks the movement. “How about I show you what these long, long legs can do?” He says with a wink.

Tommy’s gaze darkens and a little shiver snakes down his spine. “Well, what are you waiting for? Floor it, Buckley!”

***

“Want another beer?” Bucks asks Tommy, standing up to grab one for himself. They’re at Bobby and Athena’s new place with the usual suspects, house-warming party in full swing. They’re all dressed up because Athena insisted this was “a grown folks party, so dress like it!” Her and Bobby seemed revived, given everything they had to go through ,and they deserved a nice party.

“Hold that thought,” Tommy tells him. They’ve been making their rounds, mingling with all their friends and family and have just now circled back to each other, not that they ever strayed from each other’s line of sight. They’d look at each other over shoulders and exchange winks and soft smiles. Chim made a gagging motion one of the times he noticed.

At one point, Tommy and Bobby were having what looked like a heartfelt conversation and Buck had caught Tommy looking over at him with the fondest smile. He felt like was seconds away from melting into a pile of goo.

“Sure thing, what’s up?” Tommy looks a little nervous, and normally, Buck would be worried, but he’s really worked on not getting ahead of himself with these sorts of things, letting communication and patience take the lead, instead- at least most of the time.

Tommy clears his throat. “You know when you asked me to be your date to Maddie’s wedding and you said you needed someone to dance with?”

“It does ring a bell.” Buck teases.

“Brat.” Tommy mutters fondly, reaching out to grasp both his hands. Buck can feel the raised ridge of the scar on his finger. “Anyway, what did you say you wanted? When we danced?”

Buck’s eyes soften, as he recalls why he’s been chasing after the dance. “I- I said I wanted to show you off, in front of everyone I love. You and me in nice suits. Music.”

“That’s right.” Tommy nods, dropping one of his hands, and slowly leads them out from their corner of the yard, crossing until they’re stepping into the gorgeous gazebo in the center. It twinkles with strung up lights. Buck feels everyone’s eyes on them, as a hush falls around them. Suddenly, the first few notes of a familiar song thrum through the air.

Wise men say, only fools rush in

It’’s not the Elvis version, he realizes, but the soft, croon-y ballad from that movie about the prince and the First Son he watched with Tommy because his man was nothing if not a hopeless romantic. Buck may have resonated a little with Alex’s character and may have even cried a little. But that’s besides the point.

But I can’t help falling in love with you

“W-what’s this?” He asks, voice shaky with emotion.

“Well,” Tommy starts, curling his hands on Buck’s waist. “We’re wearing nice suits, surrounded by everyone we love, and would you look at that? There’s music playing. So, sweetheart, can I finally, finally have this da—”

Buck surges forward and cuts him off with a press of his lips. Tommy laughs, sound muffled by his mouth. “Yes!” Buck mouths the word against his lips. He wraps his arms around Tommy’s neck and pulls them together so they’re cheeck to cheek.

Like the river flows, surely to the sea

They begin to sway and spin gently, until they’re moving in a circle around the inside of the gazebo.

Buck distinctly hears a chorus of awww’s in the background and lights flash as pictures and videos are taken, but it all falls away, until it’s just him and Tommy—his warmth, his touch, his scent, his love envelope him.

Take my hand, take my whole life too

They may have had a few mishaps and failed attempts along the way, to get to this moment, but if that’s what it took, Buck wouldn’t trade it for the world.

For I can’t help falling in love with you