#and then i said 'i don't know if we met i'm [name]'

[allthingsfangirl101]

Not Hangman To Her – Jake "Hangman" Seresin

"We are about to embark on an emergency rescue mission," Maverick said. Instantly, all of the pilots straightened up as he continued. "The U.S.S. Reynolds set off three days ago. Their mission was supposed to be simple but it took a bad turn. After a dogfight, three out of their four pilots were killed."

"What about the fourth?" Rooster asked.

"She's MIA," Maverick sighed. "We are close to her last known coordinates. We've been asked to complete a search and rescue."

"Who's the pilot?" Phoenix asked.

"Her name is Lieutenant Y/F/N Y/L/N."

Hangman's heart jumped into his throat when Maverick put the pilot's picture on the screen. His mind raced as his eyes and thoughts were glued to the girl he met in training.

Y/N? There's no way she would be mixed up in all this. She's the best pilot. Whatever happened was not pilot error. Y/N didn't do anything to put her in this position. She's too. . . perfect to make a mistake that would cost her her life or the lives of her team.

"Hangman."

Hangman jumped when Rooster walked by, kicking his shoe. "You good?"

"I'm fine," Hangman said, clearing his throat.

"You sure?" Payback scoffed. "You look like you've seen a ghost."

"Do you know someone on the U.S.S. Reynolds?" Phoenix asked.

"No," he said a little too quickly. "Why would I know anyone on the U.S.S. Reynolds?"

Before his team could tell he was lying, he left the room. He went back to his bunk and slammed the door shut behind him. Hangman frantically searched through his stuff, and at the very bottom, finally found the picture of him and Y/N in training.

~ • ~

"Keep up, Seresin!" Y/N laughed as she ran ahead of me.

As fast as I pumped my legs, I could never outrun Y/N. Then again, I didn't try to. I couldn't help but like the feeling I got when she bragged about being the better pilot. I loved how happy she got as she excitedly jumped around after beating me. I liked that it made her so happy.

"I win again!" Y/N giggled as she jumped and spun around. "Say it. Say that I am faster than you, Seresin. Say it. Say it. Say it."

I pretended to be angry as she jogged around me and chanted for me to say it. I didn't mind saying it but she expected me to push back, so I did.

"If I say it, will you stop circling me?"

Y/N stopped right in front of me. She smiled cheekily at me as she bounced on her toes. "Did you have something to say to me, Seresin?"

"You are the faster runner, Y/L/N," I recited just for her. "You're better than me."

"And don't you forget it!" She giggled as she went back to jumping up and down. Suddenly, her ankle gave out. I instantly caught her and pulled her close to my chest.

"You okay?" I asked, my voice soft.

"I think so," she said slowly.

"Are you sure?" I asked, starting to panic. "Maybe I should take a look at it. Here, sit down and I will. . ."

"I'm fine, Jake," Y/N chuckled as she patted my shoulder.

She turned away from me and stretched her legs as I overthought the last 2 minutes. The thought of Y/N in pain made me want to do anything I could to make sure she wasn't in it anymore.

I'd do anything to make sure Y/N was happy, healthy, and safe.

~ • ~

Hangman snapped out of the memory, his hands shaking as he held the picture. The idea that Y/N was out there somewhere, lost and alone, filled him with more fear than he knew what to do with.

"She's okay," he mumbled to himself. "She's safe. We are going to find her. We are going to find her. I will find you, Y/N, I promise."

* * * * *

The next few hours went by in a blur for Hangman. The ship changed course toward Y/N's last known location. When they got there, Hangman and a few others took off in their planes and began searching the water for any sign of Y/N or her plane.

As he searched, all Hangman could do was think of the worst-case scenarios.

What if they're looking in the wrong area? What if they find her plan but not her? What if they find her but it's too late? What if they find her and get her back to the ship, but can't save her? What if he never finds her? What if he loses her? What if he loses her before he gets a chance to tell her how he feels?

"We got her!" Rooster yelled, pulling Hangman out of his spiral.

"Well, we got pieces of her plane," Payback sighed.

Hangman quickly turned around and flew to them. He started searching the sea for any sign of the girl he was crazy about. Finally, his eyes landed on something that instantly burned into his brain - Y/N unconscious on a piece of her plane.

"I got her," he said, his voice not nearly loud enough. He cleared his throat and tried again but louder this time. "She's over here!"

"Maverick, we got her! We need a search and rescue party now!"

"Stay there," Maverick instructed through their headsets. "We're sending one to your coordinates now."

Hangman didn't move his plane an inch. Instead, he stayed right where he was and kept a close eye on Y/N's unconscious body. He wanted nothing more than to dive into that water and swim to her. Instead, he hovered close enough to keep an eye on her as the ship sent a medical boat to their location. Hangman watched as the divers pulled her out of the water and safely onto the boat.

Once they had her, Hangman sped back to the ship. He landed and instantly jumped out of his plane and ran as fast as he could to the infirmary. When he got there, they were just bringing her in.

"Y/N?" Hangman panicked. His heart jumped into his throat when he caught a glimpse of her unconscious and pale body.

"Woah, stop," Maverick said as he grabbed Hangman before he could run into the exam room. "The doctors have her. They will do whatever they can to help her."

Hangman looked behind Maverick to see the exam doors close, separating him from the girl of his dreams.

"They will come get us as soon as they have any news about Lieutenant Y/L/N's status," he said with a knowing look in his eyes. Maverick wasn't sure how Hangman and Y/N were connected, but one look at the worry in his eyes and Maverick knew there was something.

"I just want to. . . I wish there was. . ." Hangman stuttered. "I just want to help her, Mav."

"All we can do now is relax and wait," Maverick said gently. Maverick studied him briefly before finally asking, "How well do you know Lieutenant Y/L/N?"

"Y/N and I were in training camp together," Hangman sighed as he sat in a nearby chair. "Some guys in our group were giving her a hard time. I defended her and after that, we got close. We ran together, trained together, studied together. We did everything together until we got our orders to ship out. We were sent to different ships and. . . I haven't talked to her since she shipped out. I tried to keep track of her but. . ."

Maverick waited for him to continue, but Hangman got distracted by his memories. Maverick sat next to him and gently patted his shoulder. "The good news is we found her," Maverick tried to comfort him. "The doctor told me that he thinks we got to her just in time."

"That's good," Hangman said numbly, "I guess."

The rest of their team slowly trickled in as they waited. Two hours later, the doctor finally came out.

"How is she?" Hangman panicked as he jumped up and met the doctor.

"She's okay," the doctor reassured. "She's dehydrated, a little sunburned, and has a slight concussion from the crash. Honestly, she should be way worse. She's extremely lucky."

"So, she's going to be okay?" Hangman double-checked.

"She's going to be fine," he nodded. "All she needs is a couple of good nights' sleep and some healthy meals. She should be back on her feet in a few days. I would, however, recommend that she not return to her ship just yet."

"Why not?" Bob asked.

"Well," the doctor sighed, "if we send her back to her ship, they will most likely put her back in a plane. She may be physically alright, but we have no idea how she is mentally. And that's something we can't check or test until she wakes up."

"Thank you," Maverick said, shaking the doctor's hand before he went back to Y/N.

"Wait," Hangman said, jogging to catch up to the doctor. "Is there. . . I was just wondering. . . I know her and. . . I was hoping. . ."

"She's not awake," the doctor said gently, "but you can sit by her bed until she does."

Hangman took that invitation and instantly went into Y/N's room. When he saw her asleep in the bed, his heart broke. He numbly walked over and collapsed into the chair next to the bed. He scanned her, searching for any injuries. She had a pretty big gash on her forehead, pieces of glass were taken out of her face, and she had bruises across her chest from her harness.

With shaking hands, Hangman reached over and gently grabbed Y/N's hand. "I'm right here, Y/N," he whispered. "And I'm not going anywhere until you wake up."

* * * * *

Y/N was unconscious for the next 14 hours. Hangman stayed by her side the entire time. His crew tried to get him to leave, but he refused. He barely ate and didn't sleep as he waited for her to wake up. He was starting to fall asleep when he felt her hand tighten around his.

"Y/N?" He whispered.

"Jake?" Hangman instantly leaned forward when he heard her beautiful voice whisper his name. "What are we. . . I thought you were. . . Where am I?"

"It's okay," he instantly soothed. "What matters is that you're safe. What do you remember?"

"I don't know," she said, shakily. "It was supposed to be a simple mission. But. . . I was shot down."

Hangman tightened his grip on her hand and scooted closer to her. He watched, his heart breaking as she remembered what happened. When the tears started streaming down her face, he gently caught one with his thumb. He kept his hand on her face as he tried to comfort her.

"Y/N," he said gently, "everything's okay. You're safe, okay? We found you and we are going to take care of you."

"Jake?" Her voice broke. He moved his hand from her face and scooted closer to her.

"Yeah?"

"Were you the one that found me?"

"Well," he cleared his throat, "I just. . . My whole team was there."

"But you found me," she said, already knowing the answer. "Right?"

Hangman laughed awkwardly as he reached up and scratched the back of his neck.

"I knew it," she chuckled weakly. Hangman felt his face burn as she smiled at him.

"How'd you know?" He chuckled.

"I like to think I know you pretty well, Seresin."

Hangman smiled when he remembered why she never liked calling him Hangman. She actually hated his callsign. She always said it didn't fit him. And when it came to her, she was right. He'd never hang her out to dry.

"Because," she continued, "You always find me when I'm in trouble."

"I would've searched the entire ocean for you," Hangman mumbled. Y/N's face softened when she saw the seriousness in his eyes.

"Jack," she whispered as she grabbed his hand and pulled him toward her. He didn't fight her as she pulled him down so he was lying next to her.

"I'm really glad you found me," she whispered, cuddling into his chest.

"Me too," he mumbled as he looked down and saw the exhaustion in her eyes. "I promise I won't let you out of my sight this time."

She let out a small giggle causing him to tighten his arms around her.

"I've really missed you, Seresin."

He looked at her and watched her eyes flutter closed. He leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to the top of her head.

"I've really missed you too, Y/L/N."

[winchesterride]

Omg so many WIPs I am curious about. How about "he needs a mother"?

This one is pretty sweet, my first thought in them having a child. Since they are kinda wild, I don’t think they would adopt, they would go more like, kidnap a street kid and take care of them, because that's what they do. They take care of people, and they make 'em family, especially kids.

"Hey, isn't that the boy from last week?" Sam asked, pointing to the other side of the street.

Dean looked and the answer was yes. He was using the same dirty clothes, and running again.

The boy sidelooked and their eyes met, just for a fraction of second, but it was enough for him to trip and hit the ground.

Dean almost took a step further, but controlled his urge. He had nothing to do with that.

The boy was still getting up when he was grabbed by the arm by a man wearing a blue apron.

"What did I say?" The man asked and hit the boy on the face. It was a slap, but the hand was almost same size as his head and blood drooled out of his mouth. "What have I said I'd do if I caught you shoplifting again? I'd break you in two.

Dean didn’t know how he got there, just saw his fist hitting the man's jaw.

"Why don’t you look for someone your size?"

"You have nothing to do with it."

"He's a fucking kid!"

"He stole the store, it's the third time this month. I'm making sure he won’t make a forth attempt. "

"How much does he own you? We'll pay." Sam said and Dean was glad to see his brother by his side on that.

"It's not about the money. If I give him food, he'll be back for more. And I don't want him inside my store.

He tried to grab the boy again, but both brothers put theirselves in between.

"He doesn’t deserve your protection."

"But we're here. So back off or you'll have to deal with both of us, and believe me, you can't." Sam said and the guy looked from him to Dean.

"Whatever. I see him again, I'm cutting his hand off."

Sam grabbed Dean's coat, and he knew his brother knew he was about to start a fight, but the coat was pulled again so he stood still until the man was gone.

"He deserves someone to cut his hands off."

"Don't say this kind of stuff in front of the kid." Sam complained and Dean looked down, seeing the hazel eyes. He thought the boy had ran again.

He squatted in front of the boy, that hid behind Sam's legs.

"I ain't gonna hurt you. I'm sorry that I scared you the other day. I thought you were a bad guy, that's why I held you like that. Did that hurt you?" The boy shaked his head. "Great."

"Can we take care of this blood?" Sam asked leaning a bit, but the boy took a step back. "We have a first aid kit at the car, but only if you want to."

He looked at the car and stepped back again.

"So how about, Sammy goes get the aid kit while I wait here with you?" Dean suggested and the boy looked from one to the other, then small nodded.

"Great." Sam said. "I'll be right back."

"You're a smart boy." Dean said as they were left alone. "You're right, never enter a stranger's car." The boy didn’t say anything. "So, my name is Dean. What's yours?" No answer again. "Okay. I'll stop bothering you."

[galaxysupreme17]

Finding Home

Y/n = Your Name

AgathaRio x daughter!reader!

The familiar scent of worn pages and fresh ink filled Y/n's senses as she stepped into the quiet sanctuary of the small, tucked-away bookstore. It was her favorite refuge—where the world fell away, and she could breathe. The bell above the door jingled softly, announcing her arrival, but the only response was the whispered rustle of pages turning.

Y/n drifted toward her usual corner, a cozy nook lined with towering shelves of ancient texts and dusty tomes. Today, however, something felt different. A presence lingered—two presences, to be exact. She glanced up and met the eyes of two women sitting at a nearby table, their expressions soft but curious.

One had dark, wild curls with one white streak in the front and an air of mystery, while the other had a quiet strength about her, her eyes warm but watchful. Y/n couldn’t help but feel a strange, magnetic pull toward them. It wasn’t fear or apprehension—more like recognition, though she couldn’t place why.

The curly-haired woman smiled first. “You have good taste in books,” she remarked, nodding toward the stack in Y/n’s arms.

“Thanks,” Y/n replied shyly, hugging the books. “They help me... focus.”

The second woman, with a voice smooth like velvet, chimed in. “Focusing is important. Especially for someone with... potential.” Her eyes twinkled knowingly.

Y/n tilted her head. “Do I know you?”

“Not yet,” the first woman said, offering her hand. “I’m Agatha. This is Rio. We’re... kind of new around here.”

Y/n shook their hands, feeling an odd warmth spread through her fingers. “I’m Y/n.”

Days turned into weeks, and Y/n continued to return to the bookshop. She wandered to her usual corner, running her fingers along the spines of books until her eyes caught on two familiar figures. They were seated at a table near the window, deep in conversation. Y/n hesitated, feeling the familiar pull toward them. She couldn't explain it, but something about these women felt... right.

Agatha noticed her first, her eyes softening as she gave a small, inviting smile. "Y/n, come sit with us."

Y/n blinked, surprised they remembered her name. "I don't want to interrupt."

"You're not," Rio said, her voice smooth and warm. "We were just talking about how cozy this place is during storms."

Y/n slid into the chair across from them, suddenly feeling more at ease. The conversation flowed naturally, starting with books but quickly shifting to magic. Agatha's eyes twinkled as she spoke about ancient spells while Rio listened with a quiet intensity that made Y/n feel seen.

"You have magic, don't you?" Agatha asked softly, her gaze unwavering.

Y/n hesitated, then nodded. "It's... hard to control sometimes."

Rio tilted her head. "Magic like yours shouldn't be controlled. It should be understood." She paused, studying Y/n. "If you want, we can help."

They began meeting regularly. Coffee shops, secluded corners of parks, and even the bookstore became their classrooms. Agatha taught Y/n how to channel her magic, while Rio helped her understand the balance between power and restraint.

One afternoon, they practiced in a quiet park. Y/n stood between Agatha and Rio, focusing on a crystal Agatha had given her.

"Let it flow," Agatha instructed. "Don't force it."

Y/n closed her eyes, feeling the familiar purple and green magic swirl within her. She directed it toward the crystal, which glowed faintly, pulsing in time with her heartbeat. The crystal shimmered brightly when she opened her eyes before returning to its original state.

Agatha clapped her hands together, beaming. "Perfect."

Rio reached out, brushing a strand of hair from Y/n's face. "You're a natural, cariño."

Y/n smiled, though a flicker of doubt crossed her mind. "Why do you care so much? I'm just a kid with messy magic."

Agatha's expression softened. "Because we've been where you are. And... because we care about you."

Rio nodded, her eyes filled with something Y/n couldn't quite name. "You're not just anyone to us, Y/n."

~~

Months later, on another stormy day, Y/n, Agatha, and Rio spent time together at the bookstore. Thunder rumbled low in the distance, a soft warning of the chaos to come. Y/n sat curled up on the worn leather couch in the corner, a steaming mug of hot chocolate nestled in her hands. The warmth seeped into her fingers, grounding her in the moment.

Across from her, Agatha and Rio watched her with quiet fondness. Their bond had grown stronger over the past few months, deepening in ways that felt both inevitable and comforting.

“You always order hot chocolate,” Rio observed, a teasing smile on her lips. “Even in the summer.”

“It’s comforting,” Y/n replied, taking a sip. “Reminds me of... I don’t know. It just feels right.”

Agatha leaned back into Rio's arms, her eyes sparkling with amusement. “And what about the marshmallows? A necessity, I assume?”

“Absolutely,” Y/n said, grinning. “What’s the point of hot chocolate without marshmallows?”

Rio chuckled. “She has a point.”

They sat in companionable silence for a moment, the storm outside a soothing backdrop. Y/n felt safe here, cocooned in warmth and familiarity. But something was in the air—an unspoken tension that she couldn’t quite place.

Rio removed her arm from around Agatha and set her cup down, her expression turning serious. “Y/n, there’s something we need to talk about.”

Y/n’s smile faded, replaced by a flicker of uncertainty. “What is it?”

Agatha reached for her hand, her touch gentle but grounding. “It’s about who you are. And who we are.”

Y/n frowned, her heart beginning to race. “What do you mean?”

Agatha’s voice softened, but there was a tremor in it that betrayed her emotions. “You’ve felt it too, haven’t you? The connection between us.”

Y/n nodded slowly. “Yeah... I have. But I don’t understand it.”

Rio’s eyes shimmered with unshed tears. “You’re our daughter, cariño. You were taken from us the day after you were born.”

The words hung in the air, heavy with meaning. Y/n stared at them, her mind struggling to process what they had just said.

“I’m... your daughter?” she whispered, her voice barely audible.

Agatha nodded, tears slipping down her cheeks. “Yes, darling. We’ve been searching for you ever since.”

Y/n’s vision blurred as tears welled in her eyes. “I always felt like something was missing. Like I didn’t belong anywhere.”

“You belong with us,” Rio said firmly, pulling Y/n into a tight embrace. “You always have.”

Y/n clung to them both, her body trembling as the weight of their words settled over her. For the first time in years, she felt whole.

~~

Their training sessions continued as usual, but Y/n felt lighter and more at peace. She was finally where she belonged. 

They had just finished a session in a secluded area just outside the city, the air crackling with residual magic when the hum of a Quinjet filled the sky. Y/n’s heart sank as she saw Natasha, Wanda, and Steve step out, their faces tense.

“Y/n,” Natasha called, her voice sharp. “We need to talk.”

Y/n stood her ground, Agatha and Rio flanking her protectively. “About what?”

“About them,” Wanda said, her gaze flicking to Agatha and Rio. “They’re dangerous.”

“They’re not,” Y/n shot back. “They’re my family.”

Steve held up a hand, trying to mediate. “Y/n, we just want to make sure you’re safe.”

“I am,” Y/n insisted. “They’ve been helping me.”

Natasha’s eyes narrowed. “Helping you with what? Dark magic?”

“It’s not dark,” Y/n said, her voice rising. “You don’t understand. They’re my moms.”

A stunned silence followed.

“Moms?” Wanda echoed, disbelief coloring her tone.

“Yes,” Agatha said, stepping forward. “She’s our daughter.”

Natasha’s expression softened, but her voice remained firm. “Y/n, we need to talk. Alone.”

Y/n hesitated, glancing at Agatha and Rio.

“It’s okay,” Rio murmured. “Go with them. We’ll figure this out.”

Back at the Avengers Tower, Y/n’s world closed in.

When they returned from the clearing, Natasha led Y/n to the common area. Her expression was unreadable, but her body language was tense. Wanda followed, her red magic flickering faintly at her fingertips, a sure sign of her simmering frustration. Y/n trailed behind them, her heart heavy with dread.

The moment they stepped inside, Natasha held out her hand. “Give me your phone.”

Y/n’s eyes widened. “What? Why?”

“You know why,” Natasha said, her voice calm but firm. “You can’t keep talking to them.”

“They’re my moms!” Y/n protested, clutching her phone tightly. “You can’t just take that away from me.”

Wanda stepped forward, her gaze softening slightly. “Y/n, we’re doing this to protect you. They’re dangerous.”

“No, they’re not!” Y/n shot back, her voice rising. “You don’t know them like I do.”

Natasha’s jaw clenched. “It’s not up for debate. Hand it over.”

Y/n glared at her, defiance burning in her eyes. “This isn’t fair.”

“It’s not about fair,” Natasha said, her voice cold now. “It’s about keeping you safe.”

With a frustrated growl, Y/n tossed her phone onto the couch. “Fine. Take it. But this is wrong, and you know it.”

Wanda sighed, picking up the phone. “We’re not doing this to hurt you, Y/n.”

Y/n crossed her arms, her posture rigid. “Then what do you call it?”

Natasha exhaled sharply, running a hand through her hair. “You’re not walking to school alone anymore. We’ll arrange transportation.”

“What?” Y/n’s voice cracked. “You’re serious? You’re going to babysit me now?”

“Yes,” Natasha said without hesitation. “Until we know you’re safe, you’ll always have someone with you.”

Y/n’s hands balled into fists. “This is ridiculous. I’m not a child.”

“Then stop acting like a rebellious teenager,” Natasha snapped.

“Stop treating me like one!” Y/n shouted back. “I’m not your kid. You’re not my mom.”

The words hung in the air, cutting deeper than they expected. Wanda’s face fell, and Natasha’s eyes hardened, though there was a flicker of hurt beneath the surface.

“We love you,” Wanda said quietly. “We’re trying to protect you.”

“If you loved me, you’d trust me,” Y/n whispered, her voice trembling. “But you don’t. You never did.”

Natasha took a step closer, her voice low and controlled. “We trust you, Y/n. We don’t trust them.”

“You don’t know them!” Y/n’s voice cracked. “You’ve never even tried.”

Wanda sighed, rubbing her temples. “This isn’t a discussion, Y/n. It’s already decided.”

“Of course it is,” Y/n muttered bitterly. “It always is with you two.”

Without another word, she turned and stormed off to her room, slamming the door behind her.

~~

Days blurred into weeks. Y/n felt like a ghost in her own life, drifting from one moment to the next with no purpose or direction. School became a monotonous routine, each day punctuated by the presence of an assigned “escort.” They never left her alone—not even for a second.

Natasha and Wanda watched her closely at home, their eyes filled with concern, but Y/n shut them out. She barely spoke, her once vibrant spirit dulled by the suffocating restrictions. Every attempt they made to reach out was met with silence or a cold glare.

One evening, Y/n sat on the balcony, staring blankly at the city skyline. The sun was setting, casting a warm orange glow over the buildings, but she felt none of its warmth.

Natasha found her there, her steps quiet but deliberate. She approached cautiously, sitting down beside Y/n but leaving a respectful distance between them.

“Y/n,” Natasha said softly. “Talk to me.”

“There’s nothing to say,” Y/n replied, her voice flat, devoid of emotion.

Natasha sighed, resting her elbows on her knees. “I know you’re angry. I get it.”

“No, you don’t,” Y/n said coldly. “You don’t get anything.”

“We’re trying to help,” Natasha said, her voice gentle but firm.

“I don’t want your help,” Y/n snapped, facing her. Her eyes were cold and distant, far from the warmth they once held. “I want my family.”

Natasha’s expression softened, but there was a sadness in her eyes. “We are your family.”

Y/n shook her head. “No. You’re not. You never were. You were just... there.”

The words hit Natasha like a punch to the gut. She opened her mouth to respond but didn’t know the words.

From the doorway, Wanda watched silently, her heart breaking at the sight of Y/n’s pain. She exchanged a look with Natasha, a silent agreement passing between them.

They knew something had to change.

With Rio and Agatha

Meanwhile, in Westview, Agatha and Rio were struggling with their fears.

“She’s not answering,” Rio said, pacing the living room. “Not her texts, not her calls. Nothing.”

Agatha sat by the window, her arms wrapped around herself. “Something’s wrong,” she whispered. “I can feel it.”

Rio knelt beside her, taking her hands. “We’ll figure it out.”

Agatha’s breath hitched as she closed her eyes, and suddenly, she wasn’t in their living room anymore. She was back in that sterile hospital room, the walls painted in muted colors that did nothing to soften the harsh reality of what had happened.

The nurse’s voice echoed in her mind. “I’m so sorry... your daughter is gone. We believe she was taken.”

Agatha’s chest tightened, the weight of that memory crashing down on her. She’d felt hollow that day like someone had ripped her heart from her chest. And now, years later, the fear of losing Y/n again felt just as raw.

“I can’t lose her again, Rio,” Agatha said, her voice breaking.

“You won’t, my love,” Rio promised, pulling Agatha into her chest. “We fought too hard for this. We’re not losing her again.”

Agatha buried her face in Rio’s neck, her body shaking with silent sobs. The memories of losing Y/n the first time resurfaced, raw and painful.

Rio held her tightly, whispering soothing words while brushing her fingers through her hair. “We’re going to get her back. I swear it.”

~~

The next day, while Y/n was at school, Natasha and Wanda invited Agatha and Rio to the Avengers Tower. The air inside the meeting room was tense, thick with the weight of unspoken words. Agatha and Rio sat on one side of the long table, their postures straight and composed, though their eyes betrayed their worry. Wanda and Natasha faced them, their expressions guarded but not hostile. Steve stood nearby, leaning against the wall, arms crossed, ready to mediate if necessary.

Rio’s gaze flicked from Natasha to Wanda. “You said this was about Y/n.”

“It is,” Natasha began, her voice measured. “She’s not doing well.”

“She’s shutting us out,” Wanda added, guilt weighing heavy. “She’s distant. Withdrawn. It’s like... she’s not herself anymore.”

Agatha scoffed, rolling her eyes. “Because you cut her off from us. What did you expect?”

“We were trying to protect her,” Wanda said softly.

“From what?” Rio’s voice was sharp. “From her family?”

Natasha sighed, leaning forward. “From what we don’t understand. Look, you both have reputations. Agatha, you’re a centuries-old witch with a history of... questionable alliances. And Rio—”

“I’m Death,” Rio interrupted, her tone calm but firm. “I know what I am. But I’m also Y/n’s mother.”

“We get that now,” Natasha admitted. “But at the time, we didn’t know what to think. We were scared for her.”

Agatha’s gaze softened, but her voice remained steady. “Do you have any idea what it felt like to lose her once? And then to find her again, only to have her taken from us all over?” She paused, her voice breaking slightly. “I won’t survive that again.”

Wanda looked down, guilt etched across her face. “We made a mistake. We see that now.”

Steve, sensing the shift, stepped forward. “The point is, we all want the same thing: Y/n’s happiness. We need to work together.”

Rio nodded, her eyes blazing with determination. “Good. Because we’re not giving up on her. Ever.”

Natasha leaned back in her chair, running a hand through her hair. “Neither are we. So... how do we do this?”

Agatha exchanged a glance with Rio, her expression softening. “We take it one step at a time. Together.”

Wanda nodded. “Together.”

~~

Later that afternoon, Y/n walked through the front door earlier than expected, her steps slow and weary. She dropped her backpack by the entryway, rubbing a hand over her tired eyes. When she looked up, her breath caught in her throat.

Agatha and Rio were standing in the living room, their eyes filled with equal parts hope and worry. For a moment, Y/n thought she was dreaming. But when Agatha opened her arms, everything inside her broke.

With a choked sob, Y/n ran to them, practically throwing herself into their embrace.

“I missed you,” she whispered, tears streaming down her face.

Agatha held her tightly, pressing a kiss to her temple. “We missed you too, darling. So much.”

Rio wrapped her arms around them, her voice gentle and soothing. “It’s okay, Nena. We’re here now. We’ve got you.”

Y/n clung to them, her body shaking with relief. For the first time in weeks, she felt safe. Whole.

From the doorway, Natasha and Wanda stood watching, their eyes filled with guilt and relief.

Y/n pulled back slightly, glancing at them. “I’m sorry,” she said quietly.

“You don’t have to be,” Wanda said, stepping forward and pulling Y/n into a gentle hug. “We just want you to be happy.”

Natasha nodded, her voice softer than usual. “We messed up. But we’re here now. And we’ll figure it out together.”

Y/n sniffled, nodding. “Okay.”

~~

After the emotional reunion, Y/n wiped at her eyes and gave a watery smile. “Come on,” she said, grabbing both Agatha’s and Rio’s hands. “I want to show you around.”

They wandered through the sleek hallways of Avengers Tower, Y/n pointing out different rooms and telling stories. The tension that had weighed on her for weeks seemed to lift with each step, replaced by a sense of comfort and warmth.

“This is the training room,” Y/n announced, pushing open large double doors. The room was massive, with high ceilings, sparring mats, and various equipment.

Rio's eyes narrowed as she took in the space. “This is where they’ve had you training?”

Y/n nodded. “Yep. It’s also where I almost broke my nose sparring with Peter.”

Agatha’s brow shot up. “Peter Parker?”

“Yeah,” Y/n grinned. “He’s... not great at controlling his webs.”

Rio chuckled, shaking her head. “Sounds like a handful.”

“You have no idea,” Y/n muttered, rolling her eyes. “He’s a walking disaster.”

Agatha crossed her arms, a protective gleam in her eyes. “And they let you fight him unsupervised?”

“It wasn’t exactly unsupervised,” Y/n said quickly. “Natasha was there. She laughed.”

“Of course she did,” Agatha said with a chuckle.

Rio, however, didn’t look amused. “I’m going to have a word with Natasha.”

Y/n snorted. “Good luck with that.”

They continued their tour, eventually stopping in the lounge area. The space was cozy, with a large sectional couch and an oversized TV mounted on the wall.

“This is where movie nights happen,” Y/n explained, gesturing to the couch. “We always end up arguing about what to watch, though.”

“Let me guess,” Agatha said dryly. “Natasha always wins.”

“Pretty much,” Y/n laughed.

They moved on, passing through several other rooms before finally arriving at Y/n’s bedroom. The atmosphere shifted as they stepped inside, the space feeling more personal, more intimate.

Agatha’s eyes immediately zeroed in on the dark circles under Y/n’s eyes and the tired slump of her shoulders. She frowned, reaching out to cup Y/n’s face. “Sweetheart, when was the last time you got a good night’s sleep?”

Y/n shrugged, trying to brush it off. “I’ve been fine.”

Agatha’s gaze softened, but her tone was firm. “No, you haven’t. You’re exhausted.”

Rio stepped closer, her own expression filled with concern. “She’s right, Nena. You need to rest.”

Y/n sighed, her defenses crumbling. “I guess I haven’t been sleeping much.”

Agatha gently guided her to the bed, sitting down beside her. “Then tonight, we’re going to fix that. No more worrying, no more stress. Just us.”

Y/n smiled faintly. “What should we do?”

Rio plopped onto the bed beside them, pulling out Y/n’s laptop. “Movie night?”

Y/n’s eyes lit up. “Can we watch something good? No more action movies.”

Agatha chuckled. “Deal. No explosions, no superheroes.”

Rio smirked. “How about a classic? Something cozy.”

They scrolled through options before settling on a feel-good movie with a soft plot and heartwarming moments. Y/n nestled between Agatha and Rio, cocooned in blankets and pillows.

As the movie played, Agatha absentmindedly ran her fingers through Y/n’s hair, a soothing gesture that made Y/n’s eyelids grow heavy. Rio leaned against the headboard, her arm draped protectively around Y/n’s shoulders.

Halfway through the movie, Y/n’s head lolled onto Agatha’s shoulder, her breathing evening out as sleep claimed her. Agatha smiled softly, brushing a strand of hair from Y/n’s face.

“She looks so peaceful,” Rio whispered.

“She’s been through so much,” Agatha murmured. “But she’s strong. Stronger than I ever was at her age.”

Rio kissed Agatha’s temple. “She gets that from you.”

“And from you,” Agatha added, her eyes misty.

They stayed like that, watching the rest of the movie in comfortable silence, the soft glow of the screen casting gentle shadows across the room. When the credits rolled, neither of them moved, unwilling to disturb the peaceful moment.

Agatha pressed a kiss to Y/n’s forehead. “One day at a time,” she whispered.

Rio nodded, pulling the blankets up around them. “Together.”

As the storm outside finally began to quiet, they drifted off, wrapped in warmth and love.

For the first time in weeks, Y/n slept peacefully, cocooned in her family's safety.

[pinkdaiisies]

hi! Can you write something for angus Tully where she goes to the sister school of Barton and maybe they have a meet cute in town??? After winter break

Angus Tully X Reader

745 words | i feel like i could write a second part to this. lmk if you guys would read.

Winter break was officially over. The new semester had started, and after your first week back you wanted nothing more than to find a new book in town to make the beginning of the semester somewhat enjoyable.

So that's exactly what you did. Once classes were over that Friday evening, you put on your big coat and scarf and marched into town. Perhaps you would even grab a coffee for the walk back! The walk into town wasn't too long, but it sure felt longer now that a light snow started to fall upon you.

On your walk there, you noticed a lot of the Barton boys headed into town as well. The rowdiness of the teenage boys took your usual quiet and scenic walk into a cold and treacherous journey.

St. Francis was Barton's sister school, meaning you were in forced proximity with loud teenage boys anytime you wanted peace and quiet away from campus. You were even forced to go to formals and spring flings with school! You didn't understand the appeal for any of the Barton students, you thought they were all stuck up and superficial.

Eventually, you made it to the second hand book shop that you loved so dearly. When you opened the door the bell on top of the door rung, and you were met with the labyrinth of stacked books on the floor and bookshelves.

The smell of old books comforted you as you started your hunt for Franny and Zooey by J.D Salinger.

The somewhat alphabetized shelves helped, until you were looking between the S's and the T's with still no sign of the book. You started to run your finger along the books faster and reading the names quicker until you bumped into someone.

""Oh! I'm so sorry-" You started to apologize when you noticed the white book with the green spine in his hand. "That's Franny and Zooey." You said matter of factly. Your eyebrows pinched in annoyance.

"Yes, it is." The tall boy with curly hair said. "I've been wanting to read it for months." The boy flipped through the pages quickly with his thumb.

"I walked here in the snow for that book. Its the only copy they have on the shelf!" You argued, although, you knew deep down the mystery boy had beaten you fair and square to the book. You felt like making him feel a little sorry for you though.

"Well I'm sorry, but I was in here 15 minutes before you, so I don't know what you want me to say. I'm Angus by the way." He threw his name in there at the last second, and for a second, you took your attention off the book and onto the boy in front of you. He was tall... and not too hard to look at. You could tell he went to Barton though by the way he wasn't letting you have the book. Despite the fact that he was handsome, you were not walking out of the book store without that book.

You mumbled your name back in politeness. You needed that book, but had no other way to argue him out of it. You two fell into an awkward silence.

"I'll tell you what, I go to Barton. I'm guessing you go to St. Francis?" You nodded at his question. "Okay so, how about you let me read the book first, and in a week from now we can meet up and I'll lend it to you?" Angus negotiated with a flirtatious smirk.

You figured his idea was pretty reasonable. Either that or his smirk was working.

"Okay. Deal." You reached your hand out for a handshake. He copied you, but you pulled your hand away at the last second. "Only, if you buy me a coffee for my walk back. I'm not going back to school empty handed." You put your hand out again, only this time Angus hesitated. Was coffee to far? Did he not want to be seen out in public with some random girl?

"Deal." Angus smiled as he reached out for your hand. You sighed a breath of relief.

The handshake lasted longer than a handshake should ever be. Angus held incredibly good eye contact with you. Too good... You looked away with a faint blush on your cheeks.

The walk back to St. Francis was better than the walk into town. Coffee in hand and a new friend by your side.

[jungle-angel]

I'll be Home For The Holidays (Major Major x Reader)

Summary: Your husband has finally gotten his honorable discharge papers and at last he can come home

Warnings: Pregnancy, parenthood etc.

Tagging: @floydsmuse Megs my dear, a little post-Thanksgiving fic pour vouz

The snow was falling heavily at the train station as afternoon began to give way to evening. You and two of your girlfriends were eagerly awaiting the return of your husbands as people boarded and disembarked from the trains, the front desks inside busy as ever with people purchasing last minute tickets to go home or to visit family but with the war finally being over, it was packed with soldiers and nurses returning home and eagerly awaiting families, some with little children in tow. Already it was wonderfully decorated for the upcoming Thanksgiving and Christmas holidays with garlands of pine and deep green and red everywhere.

"Do you see them?" you asked.

"I don't think the train's pulled in yet honey," Florence Kelley, one of your friends told you, dusting off her WAC hat, revealing the gold numbers of the 6888th embroidered on it. "Heard they were expecting snow Philly but nothing more."

You sighed as your baby started kicking again. Train delays in Philly meant that everyone would probably have to stay overnight somewhere before reaching the Midwest.

"Wish there was another way to reach them," you told her.

"Well, until they invent a way, I don't think we'll be getting a hold of them anytime soon," Rita Yeoh told you. "All I know is that they'd better be home before New Years."

You all had a good laugh on the matter when Jenny Ryan, the last of your girlfriends, came by with four small boxes. "Here," she said, handing each one off. "I ran up the path to the little diner and grabbed us all some sandwiches. I wish we had hot stuff but they said no deal."

Neither of you seemed to mind at all, so long as you had something to eat. Your little one kept kicking away, apparently picking his or her opportunity to cause mischief.

"Alright, you need to knock that off," you chuckled, arching your back a little bit. "Daddy's not home yet and you're already up to no good."

"That one's gonna be a heap of trouble," Florence joked.

You kept laughing and joking with your girlfriends, when it was announced that your husband's train would be arriving within the hour. You and the rest of the girls could hardly contain your excitement, finishing off your meals before disposing of the containers in the trashcans nearby.

Not long after, the train pulled to a stop and a hoard of soldiers, Army, Navy, Air Pilots and Marines, all began to disembark. Major kept shouting your name and waving to you, leaning out the window with a huge grin on his face.

You could've cried right then and there as he rushed right to you, scooping you up in his broad arms and littering your cheeks with kisses. Sure enough, your eyes grew hot and wet with tears of joy.

You had forgotten how much you had really missed him.

"Sweetheart you got so big," he said sweetly, noticing how much your bump had grown, cupping your face in his hands.

"Just a few more days," you laughed. "I'm ready though."

"Me too," Major sighed before he took you by the hand and led you inside. "God it's been too long."

You laughed again, waiting for the other spouses of your girlfriends. You were surprised to see Yossarian stepping off the train in full Class-As and his war bride, Isabella, walking hand in hand with him. Snowden, Appleby, Orr and many of the others had returned home to their girls or, like their Captain, had met a girl in Italy, only to return with her and most of her family in tow. All of them had come to greet the two of you and had promised to stop by for the holidays if time would allow.

After about an hour's ride in the car, you and Major were all too relieved to finally be home where it was warm. The dogs were the first to come through the door and greet the two of you but you were both far too tired to stay awake. Even though it was already five in the evening, it was pitch black out.

"Shit," you hissed. "I need to make sure everything's set for tomorrow."

"Ah-ah, don't you dare (y/n)," Major warned. "You did more than enough while I was away and now it's my turn."

You chuckled and shook your head as he set to taking the turkey out for the next day to thaw a little more. As soon as his hands were washed and dried, he pulled you into his arms and kissed you again.

"You have no idea how bad I missed you," he mumbled, his lips pressed against your cheek.

You smiled, resting your head on his shoulder, melting into his warmth. "Think it's time we go to bed," you told him.

Once the lights were shut off and the dogs in their bed near the window, you and Major headed upstairs to catch some sleep. Tomorrow was when the real work would begin.

***********************************

You awoke to the snow falling the next morning before you went about your usual routine. Major had taken over the kitchen and his father and brothers were all due to come over to help soon, while his mother and sisters went to the store for last minute supplies.

You had been folding up some of the baby clothes and putting them in the dresser, when the smell of food cooking downstairs in the kitchen had lured you in. The radio was quietly playing in the living room while one of the dogs was begging Major for a piece of bacon from the green bean casserole he had just set aside.

"No way bud," Major chuckled. "You already had your breakfast. Go chase the squirrels or something."

He smiled when he saw you come into the kitchen, taking you by the hand and slow-dancing as Frank Sinatra's voice filled the living room. Time seemed to stop for the both of you at that very moment, the two of you forgetting all your troubles, worries and cares and the last three years.

That night had been the best Thanksgiving you two had since the war had begun. Major's entire family and yours, brothers, sisters, parents, aunts, uncles, nieces and nephews, had all showed up to the house to celebrate with you. But that hadn't been the only thing worth celebrating.

The very next day, you and Major welcomed Baby Robert after months and months of waiting, his parents thrilled beyond words to have another grandchild.

Some weeks later, close to Christmas when Baby Robert is brought home, you manage to catch a little polaroid of your boys asleep together in the wingback near the fire, the snow falling softly outside. It's a memory you keep near and dear to you both, always in your scrapbook and at the forefront of your minds.

[overnightheartbeats]

He didn't say anything, but his smile was giving him away. In return, Laurel's smile spilled over when he held her face in his hands, laughter escaping her before meeting his lips for a kiss. Her hand softly caressing the ends of his hair, a dazed smile forming at his comment. There was no doubt in her mind that these moments were everything to her. "Very satisfactory hint, consider me intrigued." His smirk had her shaking her head, "as it should be, but who knows? Maybe she'll be more like you babe. I think that's so funny that she's the first in their family line. Hm, absolutely. I mean, they love Juju, first daughter for them, they've said. And, his family is even more ecstatic at the thought of her bringing their first girl. Aaron has been jumping up and down since he found out." She was only joking around, but the sincerity in his compliments always meant the world to her. "Only because you have good taste in sweatshirts," she teased in return. Raiding his closet was nothing new, even more so now, discovering a new favorite every now and then.

"I didn't make you late for your first day though," Laurel eagerly pointed out, because she had no defense for his comment. "Fair enough, I can't help myself. Your uniform just looks so good." Impossible to deny that his uniform had her eyes glued on him. "Twin one and twin two, that'd be so cute. Juju's kid being a mini menace, you'll need to tell her that. Next kid, we'll have the name before we even do anything."

"Yep, it worked." Even if Laurel didn't need any convincing at all. All she needed was to see how Eli lit up with his family around, to know that his family moving closer was the right choice. "I don't doubt it, Inez and Emma have been so giddy. True, how do you feel, bringing the first baby to the family?" Laurel hummed, nodding in agreement. "That's a great plan, I do need to finish building my list. Three? That's a lot babe, you're spoiling me way too much." She offered Eli a smile when he rubbed her walk, understanding what he was saying. There was a pending conversation, just for them. So, she met his sisters on the other side and led them out, asking their thoughts on Texas.

Isaac had enjoyed his time with his sisters, and Emma's insistence at him cracking a smile. It just didn't clear his mind, his thoughts going back to Eli's silent treatment and the space he had promised Isaac. That's not what he wanted at all. Things got out of hand, and standing where they stood now, saying sorry just wouldn't have the effect it could. Isaac could barely meet Eli's gaze, but he didn't want to fight him any longer. Clearly, he had misjudged a lot, and keeping Laurel at arm's length would do no good. "Sure, we might as well get a treat to go," he offered, letting go of their sisters and meeting Eli on the other side. As they walked away from the girls, he looked over at him and decided to break the ice first. "Listen, I..I don't like being at odds with you. I don't like this distance between us, reminds me too much of when we were younger." A long sigh followed, looking up at the ceiling for some guidance. "I'm sorry, lying to you wasn't right."

He shook his head no though his smile did give him away. Taking both ends of her face into his hands he smiled softly, pressing his nose against hers and gave her a kiss. A peck would have been more appropriate for where they were but he wasn't truly bothered by that. "Satisfactory hint?" He couldn't hide his amused smirk at their daughter having her mother's trait of not sharing. "Like mother like daughter. But that's crazy. She's gonna be a princess for the entire family. She's the first girl in that line how crazy. I talked to Aaron and he's super excited. Almost as excited as I am with ours." He put up his hands like he wouldn't disagree. "You rock everything better." Not that he'd complain when she raided his closet, he found it cute. She did surprise him each time when she'd find one hidden in the back and would come out wearing it.

"You've had zero issues making me late to work since I started and have had my uniform on before I leave," he gave her a look to say she turned into someone else when he wore half of his uniform. "The cat and the hat twosome huh? I like that. The wobbly twins or menaces because if it's juju's kid it'll be one." He was kidding but also half truthful. "Next kid might just come on the night of conception."

"Did it work?" Eli asked half amused and the other half serious. "They'd take the night shift I bet quicker than you'd get the question out. It'd be the first for the family so they'd be too eager to help." He checked his phone and hummed in response as he noticed festival did start a day ago. "Seems like it opened yesterday. We can head there tomorrow morning to spend the afternoon and then see the shops to get our Christmas lists marked off. I need three more gifts to complete yours." He rubbed her hand with his thumb and looked up being face to face with his sisters.

Then he saw Issac and met his gaze. One quick back rub to Laurel and told her he'd be back. She could plant the moving seeds to his sisters. "Isa, wanna walk to that funnel cake stand on our way out?"

[tricoufamily]

give me something that'll haunt me when you're not around

[daz4i]

i am aware i will sound. ig ignorant is the right word here? but every time like. i watch a wendigoon video where he brings up his connection to religion. or when he brings up other creators of horror content who are religious and use it in their horror. i am so baffled

like to me, from all the people i met throughout my life (both jewish and christian), it's hard to think about religion as a good thing. i know more people who are ex-christians or ex-orthodox jews than ppl who believe in god (or rather, the ppl i do know who believe in god, aren't really people i was ever close to. more like neighbors in my old building). religion is something that has been traumatic to most people i know who had any connection to it. i personally see it as something that's been forced on me and is still forced on everyone in my country regardless of if we believe in it or not, ever since we were kids

(not to mention my personal gripe with god as a trans + disabled person lmao. my biggest enemy fr)

so seeing people treat religion as something positive is. ig the best word here is. alien to me. people using it in horror not as the thing that's horrifying (or rather, using demons as the thing that's horrifying, rather than the god fighting them) just feels wrong

logically i know people find meaning in it. i heard stories of belief saving people's lives. i have met people who are incredibly sweet and still religious (tho, i can count them on one hand). but at the same time, as a whole concept, and the way its people are currently working to ruin the lives of almost everyone in my country besides themselves, i can't help but view it as something vile. the things it makes people do are awful. the wars it causes. the human rights being trampled because of it. it's hard to imagine how someone could be entrenched in it but come out kind while still holding onto faith

[acourtofquestions]

Golden flame danced between her fingers.

Elide recoiled, and the fire vanished as quickly as it had appeared.

"My name is Essar," the female said softly. "I am a friend--of your friends, I believe."

Elide said nothing.

"Cairn is a monster," Essar said, taking a step closer. "Stay far from him."

"I need to find him."

"You played the part of his mistreated lover well enough. You have to know something about him. What he does."

"If you know where he is, please tell me." She wasn't above begging.

Essar ran an eye over Elide. Then she said, "He was in this city until yesterday. Then he went out to the eastern camp." She pointed with a thumb over a shoulder. "He's there now."

"How do you know?"

"Because he's not terrorizing the patrons of every fine establishment in this town, glutting himself on the coin Maeve gave him when he took the blood oath."

Elide blinked. She had hoped some of the Fae might be opposed to Maeve, especially after the battle in Eyllwe, but to find such outright distaste...

Essar then added, "And because my sister--the soldier you spoke with--told me. She saw him in the camp this morning, smirking like a cat."

"Why should I believe you?"

"Because you are wearing Lorcan's shirt, and Rowan Whitethorn's cloak. If you do not believe me, inform them who told you and they will." Elide cocked her head to the side.

Essar said softly, "Lorcan and I were involved for a time."

They were in the midst of war, and had traveled for thousands of miles to find their queen, and yet the tightness that coiled in Elide's gut at those words somehow found space. Lorcan's lover. This delicate beauty with a bedroom voice had been Lorcan's lover.

"I'll be missed if I'm gone for too long, but tell them who I am. Tell them that I told you. If it's Cairn they seek, that is where he shall be. His precise location, I don't know." Essar backed away a step. "Don't go asking after Cairn at other taverns. He isn't well regarded, even amongst the soldiers. And those who do follow him... You do not wish to attract their interest."

Essar made to turn away, but Elide blurted,

"Where did Maeve go?"

Essar looked over her shoulder. Studied her.

The female's eyes widened. "She has Aelin of the Wildfire," Essar breathed.

Elide said nothing, but Essar murmured, "That was... that was the power we felt the other night." Essar swept back toward Elide. Gripped her hands. "Where Maeve went a few days ago, I don't know. She did not announce it, did not take anyone with her. I often serve her, am asked to... It doesn't matter. What matters is Maeve is not here. But I do not know when she will return."

Relief again threatened to send Elide crumpling to the ground. The gods, it seemed, had not abandoned them just yet.

But if Maeve had taken Aelin to the outpost where they'd lied that the Valg prince had been contained...

Elide gripped Essar's hands, finding them warm and dry. "Does your sister know where Cairn resides in the camp?"

For long minutes, then an hour, they had talked.

Essar left and returned with Dresenda, her sister. And in that alley, they had plotted.

Elide finished telling Rowan, Lorcan, and Gavriel what she'd learned. They sat in stunned silence for a long minute.

"Just before dawn," Elide repeated. "Dresenda said the watch on the eastern camp is weakest at dawn. That she'd find a way for the guards to be occupied. It's our only window."

Rowan was staring into the trees, as if he could see the layout of the camp, as if he were plotting his way in, way out.

"She didn't confirm if Aelin was in Cairn's tent, though," Gavriel cautioned. "Maeve is gone--Aelin might be with her, too."

"It's a risk we take," Rowan said. A risk, perhaps, they should have considered.

Elide glanced to Lorcan, who had been silent throughout. Even though it had been his lover who had helped them, perhaps guided by Anneith herself. Or at least had been tipped off by the scent on Elide's clothes.

"You think we can trust her?" Elide asked Lorcan, though she knew the answer.

Lorcan's dark eyes shifted to her. "Yes, though I don't see why she'd bother."

"She's a good female, that's why," Rowan said.

At Elide's lifted brow, he explained, "Essar visited Mistward this spring. She met Aelin." He cut a glare toward Lorcan. "And asked me to tell you that she sends her best."

Elide hadn't seen anything that came close to pining in Essar's face, but gods, she was beautiful. And smart. And kind. And Lorcan had let her go, somehow.

[elizabeaufort]

⸻ Elizabeth looked at her mother, assisting the twins as she could, now helping Beau for a bit, and he was chatting quietly with Lilou mixing English and French, per usual. ❛ Yes. When they're playing 'sports' at daycare, they don't know which color is their team for instance. As I told you, they're still learning to talk, and recognizing the letters of the alphabet. At home, eating some veggies is a struggle, because according to them they are the color of poo, so it can be disgusting to them. When I go to the beach with them, they can't tell if they get sunburnt. So, it is just small things, that may become a big problem. Sometimes, they have homework, and when it is to paint something, they're very reluctant or fit into a tantrum. Also, they can't visually if some food is good or bad, like if it is overcooked or raw. ❜ She explained it to her. In truth, the younger Aussie does not know if because she lives with the twins, and they're her kids she is accustomed to guiding them to teach some simple stuff that became normal for her or is it too much for an outsider like her mother. Either way, they have mouths so if anything is wrong, she is sure neither of them would bottle up sentiments. She is certain both would communicate their frustration if anything wrong.

❛ Ice rink? ❜ She inquired. It was a nice activity although, she isn't familiar with small kids. That isn't her problem. She never brought them for ice skating. ❛ I have no clue, mother. You can check it. As long as you don't bring them with a broken piece, we are all good. ❜ She jests. ❛ They never ice skating. ❜ It could be an activity explored by grandmother and grandchildren together, and it would give her a moment of peace. ❛ She reminds me of someone. ❜ She refers to the comment about her grandmother. 'Never satisfied?' Elizabeth always had a feeling she never satisfied Stella. No matter how good or bad she could do to prove it, she always feels never is enough for her.

She was in silence when Stella opened up about the other members. It seems that she broke the pattern of being a shitty parent. She had a lot of bad examples to do exactly the opposite to her own babies. ❛ I'm sorry to hear that and of course your loss. She didn't make any effort to hide her preference? ❜ She inquired curiously. ❛ Papa had siblings. The very same week of your arrival, he told me he had an identical twin brother. But he got sick and died very young in the hospital. He died on 18 years old. His name was Louis. ❜ Liz had no clue if her mother knew about it or not. Claude never talked much about his family to anyone ( even his wife ) , except his sister Colette who also came to America, two years after he moved with Stella. The only thing he said he had siblings. Some people who know him, used to say that Claude died a little when he lost his brother and was reborn when he met Stella.

──listening to her daughter’s explanation, Stella nodded lightly; she liked learning little titbits about the duo, even more if she was going to be allowed more time with them so she could come up with age appropriate activities and things they would also enjoy to do —judging by their prior conversation, they liked tales and have a vivid imagination, so she thought that information could also come in handy when planning something to do with them. “do you find it limits them to do certain things or not yet?” she inquired curiously, her gaze shifting from her own daughter to her grandchildren for a moment, watched them a while as they ate and conversed with one another. “could I take them to the ice rink, maybe?” she asked as she looked back at Elizabeth; of course, she would have to look up one they could go that would be for children or babies around their age ( and maybe she would ask Claude to go with her for the first time, besides Liz still allowed him to be around the twins and they adored him and she also would feel less overwhelmed ).

another small smile graced her lips, somewhat hidden behind the rim of her cup as she took a sip of her Irish coffee. the following question made her scrunch up her nose a little, shrugged lightly as she held her cup between her hands. “not really,” she responded, truthfully. “my mother was a peculiar woman, to put it lightly. cold, never satisfied,” she laughed a little —how fitting, she thought, her mother had been terrible at being a mother to her and she had done the exact same thing to her own daughter; all evidence suggested that Elizabeth would break this pattern of failed mother figures in their family line. “I think she liked my brothers more than me,” she added after Liz’s following question, which was also a way to answer her query. “just one uncle now,” she elaborated. “my older brother passed away not too long ago,” she told her, voice lower so the twins wouldn’t hear; she had been very close to her older brother, who was the one who also asked her to go back home, and there were times she wished it had been her who passed not him that day.

[raplele]

I think she's really the one!!!! I know I said that about the other 5 but this time it's different !!!!!!!

it's gonna work out once and for all and then I'll never be lonely again

[classicintp]

Goddammit I miss that cat.

[fazcinatingblog]

Why is there a random guy doing that shaka hand gesture, only in Hawaii amirite

[babybluebanshee]

So I finally got my water heater replaced after more than half a year of it leaking and nearly destroying my floor, but that's not the story. The story is of the handyman that installed it.

Dude's name is Chris, and he's your typically midwestern schlub - friendly, apologizes too much, really likes the Cardinals, maybe a little younger than my parents. Hella nice tho, gets the heater installed quickly, and even offers to fix the floorboards it warped (after nearly tripping over the hump it made in the floor twice). Overall, a stress-free experience.

Then, as he's gathering up his tools - "So, I noticed your, uh, banner. Over your bed."*

*(The closet where my water heater is is located in my bedroom because I live in a mobile home, dude wasn't just wandering creepily into my bedroom)

He's referring to a giant pride flag that's hanging over my bed, with the words "Sounds gay, I'm in"

My anxiety spikes instantaneously, thinking oh christ I'm about to get hatecrimed or at least microaggressioned.

But then he says "Yeah, my daughter is gay, and I was wondering, like...where do you guys, ya know, meet up?"

What.

"Because she met her most recent girlfriend when she was in jail, and I keep asking why she doesn't just find a nice lesbian librarian or something and she said 'dad I know they're out there, I just don't know where'. So...like...where do you?"

So I ended up confessing to this nice man who installed my water heater that I don't know of any real gay culture in our mostly Baptist Missouri town of about 18,000 that routinely freaks out over pride displays in the library (I'm sure it exists but I'm lazy and haven't gone looking for it). My girlfriend lives in an area with a rather bustling gay community (we just did a face painting booth for their pride festival a few weeks ago), so maybe have her go out there with some friends, and also a lot of queers I know play dnd so maybe find a nice group of them and network. I then apologized that I wasn't more helpful in getting his daughter settled with a nice, wholesome dyke.

On the plus side, he was not deterred at all, and seemed to be very interested in the fact dnd was so popular amongst the el gee bee tees. I told him the names of some dms I know and told him to go to town. I do not know if the names will be given to his daughter or hoarded for himself so he can join a group and play like he did when he was a teenager and not be called satanic for it.

He's coming to fix my floor next week.

[neep-neep-neep]

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[tinycoffeeroom]

treat you better | carlos sainz

face claim: none ♡

request: here !

requested: Could I request a Carlos smau where another driver breaks your heart and he’s there to pick up the pieces and make you whole again? Please and thank you ❤️

cw: cheating, bad guy charles, mentions of unwell family members, cursing

a/n: charles and alex i love u guys i promise this is just for the au <3

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f1gossip Trouble in paradise for Charles and Y/N? Charles Leclerc was spotted on a long walk on one of Monaco's more secluded islands with a mysterious brunette and his and Y/N's dog, Leo, this weekend. Sources say the pair were often looking to see if there were cameras around, the two of them giggling as they held hands and played with the puppy. Y/N L/N, Charles girlfriend of 2 years, is currently said to be on a trip home to see family, we wonder if the two have broken up or if Charles is back to his old ways?

fan f1gossip tagging charles is so shady i love it

fan when i catch you charles

fan no bc remember when a fan said they met y/n in her hometown and she was visiting her gran bc she's not doing too good? charles u fuckin suck bro ↳ fan wtf really???? oh i hope his tyres stick to the road next race ↳ fan kmag you know what you need to do ↳ fan we put our hopes and prayers in the paddock terror 🙏🙏

fan ok but the girls gorgeous ↳ fan THAT'S YOUR TAKEAWAY FROM THIS? ↳ fan im just saying damn

fan this is not what i meant when i said i wanted silly season to get more interesting

fan *looks around* wow i'm so surprised... not like charles has a bad rep with women or anything

fan i hope y/ns ok... my heart is hurting for her ↳ fan the paddock adore her, charles has got a big storm coming next week

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y/npriv my gran is doing so much better (nothing can keep the old girl down), my hometown is still as gorgeous as always and my sister got me a cake :)

kellypiquet my girl :((( i'm so happy your grans ok 🤍 ↳ y/npriv thank u kelly bear 🤍 ↳ kellypiquet did i have to physically hold max back from going after he who shall not be named?? yes... did i consider letting go?? very much so ↳ y/npriv 😭😭 hes not voldemort babe 😭 you should have just let him go ↳ kellypiquet now is that really how you feel? ↳ y/npriv ... no but i wish i did ↳ maxverstappen1 she has to go to sleep at some point, then i shall be free ↳ y/npriv thats so ominous you strange creature (i appreciate you)

carmenmmundt me and george have been keeping your gran in our prayers angel 🩷 ↳ y/npriv i love you carm 🩷 ↳ georgerussell63 and me? ↳ y/npriv i tolerate you :)

flavy.barla esteban nearly joined max ↳ y/npriv love him dearly but este's about as intimidating as a teddy bear ↳ estebanocon ?? hey??? ↳ y/npriv sorry king xo there's a reason your nicknames estie bestie ↳ estebanocon let it DIEEEEE ↳ y/npriv never 🫶

schecoperez I am glad your gran is ok, y/n. Let me or Carola know if you need anything x ↳ y/npriv thank you checo :( give the little ones and carola a big hug from me x ♥️ schecoperez

lilyzneimer he shall d word at my hands ↳ y/npriv i fuckin love you lily

lewishamilton he will never know peace next year. ↳ lewishamilton i am however happy to hear your gran is well x ↳ y/npriv lewis 😭 thank you x

francisca.c.gomes pierre has been shouting at Him on the phone for like an hour... ↳ y/npriv 😭 ... what are they saying ↳ francisca.c.gomes a lot of french and things i don't want delicate eyes (yuki) to read... ↳ y/npriv pierre i appreciate you ↳ pierregasly i'm gonna kill him ↳ y/npriv ok maybe tone it down frenchie

lilymhe alex is setting his zoo on him ↳ y/npriv that's how you know it's serious wow ↳ alex_albon tinky's gonna boot him in the head

sebastianvettel i am very glad to hear your gran is ok, y/n, sending her and you all my love x ↳ y/npriv thank you seb :( miss you x ↳ sebastianvettel come and see us soon! the kids miss you x ↳ y/npriv you got it! x

danielricciardo he's a cunt ↳ danielricciardo and i don't mean that in a nice aussie way ↳ y/npriv DANIEL ↳ oscarpiastri no he's right, in the nasty aussie way, he's a cunt ↳ y/npriv oscar i did not raise you to talk like this ↳ oscarpiastri we are literally like 4 years apart in age... ↳ y/npriv kicking a girl when she's down WOW oscar ↳ oscarpiastri ... i am sorry mother dearest ↳ y/npriv that's better

carlossainz55 hermosa, he may be il predestinato but to me he is carne morta (dead meat) ↳ y/npriv carlos 😭 ↳ carlossainz55 also i'm glad to know your gran is well, send her my love ↳ y/npriv she already fancies you enough as it is ↳ carlossainz55 my plan is working :) ↳ y/npriv what plan? are you seducing my family members??? hiding my mum as we speak ↳ carlossainz55 something like that ;)

yukitsunoda0511 happy to see your gran is ok! and i am sorry about the other thing :((((( ↳ y/npriv yuki my angel you have nothing to be sorry about

kevinmagnussen i know what i have to do ↳ y/npriv kevin NO you're like 2 points away from a race ban!! ↳ kevinmagnussen worth it :) ↳ y/npriv nicohulkenburg pls talk some sense into your teammate ↳ nicohulkenburg unfortunately y/n i too will be joining kevin in his "defense" ↳ y/npriv haas i am so sorry

landonorris i may have done a thing... ↳ y/npriv i am terrified... ↳ landonorris i'll text you :)

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y/nstagram angel baby, dumb and dumber and my girls 🩷

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carlossainz55 ... am i dumb or dumber ↳ y/nstagram do you really want to know? 🤨 ↳ carlossainz55 for my own sanity im saying i'm dumb ↳ landonorris why am i dumber????? ↳ carlossainz55 do you really want to know? 🤨

carmenmmundt don't forget about lunch today xx ↳ y/nstagram been looking forward to it since i boarded the plane 🫶

landonorris you're welcome for the lift and the room btw 🙄 ↳ y/nstagram my saviour xx ↳ landonorris and for stealing leo for you ↳ y/nstagram I NEVER ASKED YOU TO STEAL HIM???? 😭 ↳ landonorris well i did because i'm an amazing friend and am willing to sacrifice all my bloody furniture ↳ y/nstagram you leave the baby alone, he was probably stressed :(

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(estrellita - little star) (uy, quécarechimba - ugh, that dickhead)

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y/nstagram did y'all think i would miss the first race week?? ft dumber and roomie x

fan mother has returned!!!!! ♥️ y/nstagram

fan if looks could kill, carlos would be six feet under ... charles was FUMING ↳ fan given the way his girly hid when y/n appeared i would say he has no right to be mad at all ↳ fan if the girl i cheated on rocked up to my teammates garage whilst i was with my side piece i quite frankly would walk onto the track midrace ↳ fan how do we know charles cheated? they've not said anything ↳ fan exactly. if they had been broken up surely they would have put out some sort of announcement to clear things up ????

scuderiaferrari always good to see you in red, y/n ❤️ ↳ y/nstagram FORZA FERRARI SEMPRE!!!!!! 🐎🐎🐎🐎🐎🐎

carlossainz55 i hate this new nickname ↳ y/nstagram what else should i call you? ↳ carlossainz55 yours ↳ fan CARLOS I SAW THAT????????

landonorris i have been demoted from bestie to roomie... this is the thanks i get... ↳ y/nstagram thanks roomie xx btw bins go out on tuesday :)

lewishamilton now you're free of your ferrari obligations, you should come across to mercedes next time ;) ↳ mercedesamgf1 we would love to see you over here y/n! ↳ mclaren um no us next?? ↳ alpinef1team no us!!! ↳ redbullracing come to the winning team :) ↳ scuderiaferrari y/n will always be a ferrari girl, back OFF 🤺🤺🤺 ♥️ carlossainz55

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y/npriv that bitchass man... idk how he thought he was gonna spin that story but not on my watch

oscarpiastri did you really have to use my meme though? ↳ y/npriv yes it was funny and otherwise i was gonna call him a cheating lying bastard on main so 🤷🏻‍♀️ ↳ oscarpiastri understandable, please continue

danielricciardo lando was laughing so hard i think he bust a rib ↳ landonorris it still hurts to breathe but holy shit y/n i love u ↳ y/npriv love u too stink :) also don't forget to pick up leo's food from the shops ↳ landonorris you do know you can text me this stuff? ↳ y/npriv yeah but reminding everyone we're roomies is funny to me

maxverstappen1 walked past ferrari hospitality and fred was PISSED ↳ y/npriv 👀👀 carlossainz55 can you confirm? ↳ carlossainz55 oh, absolutely... i was worried he was going to have a heart attack or something

francisca.c.gomes ok but did he not even think to talk to you first before posting that? it's literally been months ↳ y/npriv apparently not 🙃 texted him about it and suddenly he was sorry ↳ francisca.c.gomes men 🙄 ↳ pierregasly ???? ↳ francisca.c.gomes i stand by what i said ↳ y/npriv yeah is there a problem gasly? ↳ pierregasly no problem at all ma'am, as you were

scuderiaferrari we had no knowledge charles was going to post that. we love you y/n ↳ danielricciardo FERRARI? why are you on y/ns priv? ↳ y/npriv me and the social media intern are besties xx

carlossainz55 estrellita, lets go for dinner, you deserve it ↳ y/npriv 👀 are you paying? ↳ carlossainz55 of course, i am a gentleman ↳ y/npriv pick me up in an hour :)

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f1gossip Carlos Sainz and Y/N L/N were spotted at dinner last night. The two enjoyed a meal before taking a stroll along the Monaco pier front where, as pictured, the pair were in high spirits. We're happy to see Y/N looking so happy following the revelation that her ex-boyfriend, and Carlos' current F1 teammate, had cheated on her. The two were then joined by Y/N's current roommate and F1 driver, Lando Norris, who then whisked them off to a local nightclub. We continue to send Y/N our support and hope to see more of her happy side.

fan i don't think i've ever seen y/n laugh like that, we love to see it

fan this coupled with the photos of charles and his girly arguing in the paddock 🤭🤭 we know who won the breakup

fan why do i kinda think carlos and y/n would be cute together ↳ fan woah, she's only been broken up with charles for a few months and under really shitty circumstances, she needs time to heal ↳ fan ofc ofc!!! i just mean when she's over ch*rles, the two would make a really good couple

fan happy y/n and happy carlos, my two favourite things ❤️

fan y/ncarlos fans we rise!!! ↳ fan he would treat her so right ↳ fan the entire time she dated That Man, carlos has always been so nice to her, i wonder if he secretly fancied her all along 👀 ↳ fan or maybe he's just a good guy ↳ fan that too 🤷🏻‍♀️

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carlossainz55 swipe across to see me and oomf Another Carlando podium! We know what you guys wanna see and we love to deliver! The car drove like a dream today, shame we couldn't get more points but it's always nice to celebrate a great race with some champagne showers!

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fan WHO TAUGHT CARLOS WHAT OOMF WAS??? ↳ fan either lando or y/n 100% 😭

fan CARLANDO PODIUM!!!!!!!!! WE DREAM OF DAYS LIKE THIS

y/nstagram FORZA FERRARI SEMPRE !!! 🐎🐎🐎🐎 congrats winner 🥳 ↳ carlossainz55 i think i was right when i said you would be my good luck charm 😉 ♥️ y/nstagram ↳ fan oh they're so sick for this ↳ fan y/ncarlos'ers we're so winning

charles_leclerc congrats ↳ fan ik for a fact he was forced to comment

landonorris carlando are back baby!! ↳ landonorris also cant believe im either oomf or roomie... ↳ y/nstagram stop leaving your smelly socks in the bathroom and maybe i'll change the nickname ↳ landonorris oh that was mean

fan "shame we couldn't get more points" carlos you shady shady man

fan who else cheered when kmag pulled through and took * out of the race

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y/npriv oh we eating good tonight

kellypiquet i'm sure we are 👀 ↳ y/npriv KELLY???

landonorris carlos is so sexy ↳ y/npriv real ↳ landonorris back off my man??? ↳ carlossainz55 i'm gonna hold your hand when i say this lando... ↳ landonorris WOOOOOOW.... i see how it is carlos

carlossainz55 gorgeous as always ↳ y/npriv you can't even see my face in that photo carlos 🤣 ↳ carlossainz55 don't need to see you to know you're gorgeous ↳ maxverstappen1 i hate to say it but that was smooth ↳ danielricciardo they don't call him the smooth operator for no reason

scuderiaferrari power (soon to be (fingers crossed)) couple ↳ carlossainz55 😉 ↳ y/npriv not from the main acc damn

francisca.c.gomes need you biblically ↳ y/npriv come here then babe xx ↳ flavy.barla lemme join ↳ y/npriv i got two hands babygirl ↳ oscarpiastri estebanocon pierregasly you gonna let her snatch both your girls? ↳ estebanocon unfortunately there was a clause when they agreed to date us and it was that y/n is wifey, we are simply the Others ↳ pierregasly ^^

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y/npriv decided to put him out of his misery :)

carlossainz55 and who is that sexy man? ↳ y/npriv idk but he keeps speaking spanish to me even though he knows i dont understand it 🙄 ↳ carlossainz55 but do you like it? 👀 ↳ y/npriv i think you know i do x

francisca.c.gomes AND YOU DIDNT UPDATE THE GROUPCHAT??????? ↳ lilymhe FR!!!! I LITERALLY SAID TELL US AFTER YOU KISS HIM ↳ y/npriv SHUT UP RN ↳ carlossainz55 no do go on ↳ lilymhe what happens in the y/n gf's gc, stays in the y/n gf's gc

carlossainz55 estás muy guapa, vuelve a la cama cariño ❤️ (you look so pretty, come back to bed sweetheart) ↳ maxverstappen1 we have the translate function on ig you horndog ↳ y/npriv don't be mad i snatched ur man ↳ maxverstappen1 ... he'll never forget the redbull days

landonorris RUE WHEN WAS THIS?????? ↳ y/npriv hiiiii lando... um so.... 🏃🏻‍♀️🏃🏻‍♀️🏃🏻‍♀️ ↳ landonorris GET BACK HERE U RAT EXPLAIN YOURSELF ↳ landonorris carlossainz55 WHAT ARE U DOING WITH MY ROOMIE ???? ↳ carlossainz55 i mean i could tell you but instagram does have guidelines ↳ landonorris ew ew ew that's so gross i dont even wanna know ↳ landonorris happy for you guys or whatever but ew never tell me anything remotely sexual about y/n or i will vom ↳ y/npriv lando wtf???? ↳ landonorris you're like my annoying sister i'd have to remove my skinsuit if carlos opens his fat mouth ↳ carlossainz55 hey? ↳ y/npriv you're so fuckin weird ily

danielricciardo HE SHOOTS, HE SCORES!!!! ↳ carlossainz55 you were right, they don't call me the smooth operator for no reason ↳ y/npriv you were literally giggling and kicking your feet after i kissed you ↳ carlossainz55 y/n :(((( my reputation :((((((

lilyzneimer wait do was taking the photos? ↳ y/npriv ... self timer ↳ lilyzneimer down horrifically bad wow

scuderiaferrari OH Y/NCARLOS'ERS WE WON!!!!! ↳ y/npriv admin 😭 not u too ↳ scuderiaferrari not even sorry i've been WAITING for this one!!!

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f1gossip A surprise twist in the Charles and Y/N drama? Following Sainz's back to back victory in Australia and then Silverstone, Y/N and Carlos shared what looks like a loving kiss. Eagle eyed fans then spotted Charles on camera arguing with a Ferrari employee in the garages following the Y/NCarlos moment. Finally, Carlos was spotted outside where he was soon joined by Y/N, the two leaving the circuit hand in hand. It is noted Charles' new beau was nowhere to be seen.

fan Y/NCARLOS'ERS WE SO WON!!!! ♥️ 10,829 others

fan she upgraded wowow

fan charles throwing a hissy fit was so funny i was cackling watching it

fan kika in the likes... what do you know queen? ♥️ francisca.c.gomes

user not her being a homie hopper 🤢 ↳ carlossainz55 can't be a homie hopper if we're not homies :) ↳ fan CARLOS????? ↳ fan oh he ate them up ↳ fan carlos has not been fucking with ch*rles for a WHILE, even before all the drama

fan y/n's face... she looked so happy my heart is so full ❤️

fan queen y/n we trust your judgement

fan ik the entire grid is cheering rn

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y/nstagram carlando podium again!!! anything else interesting happen at Silverstone? :)

fan the carlando bears 😭 her boyfriend(?) and bestie 😭 ↳ landonorris roomie* ↳ y/nstagram you love me shut up

fan she's so unbothered im giggling

francisca.c.gomes the last slide... ↳ y/nstagram don't worry baby, he was just dropping me off for our date x ↳ carlossainz55 all i am to you is a glorified taxi driver

landonorris couldn't even post a photo of me for my podium... see how it is ↳ y/nstagram don't want your ugly mug messing up my feed ↳ y/nstagram also grey bin needs to go out on tuesday ↳ landonorris you're on bin duty this week? ↳ y/nstagram actually i'm gonna be on a boat in spain soooo ↳ landonorris i hope y'all break up ↳ fan LANDO ? ↳ y/nstagram he's joking dw he did the whole "big brother" speech with carlos, was kinda funny knowing carlos would flatten him in 2 seconds flat ↳ landonorris oh now i really hope y'all break up

fan y/n please we know you have bf carlos pics... i only ask for one thing ↳ y/nstagram i'll post some soon x ↳ fan the most unserious soft/hard launch

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y/nstagram my boyfriends so hot, do you guys mind if i chew on him a lil?

carlossainz55 please don't chew me??? ↳ y/nstagram it's internet sla- never mind, ok mr sainz

fan her captions are always so real i love her

fan unhinged y/n is back, we missed you best friend ♥️ y/nstagram

scuderiaferrari HARD LAUNCH HARD LAUNCH HARD LAUNCH LETS GO Y/NCARLOS'ERS!!!! ↳ y/nstagram i love u admin ❤️ ↳ scuderiaferrari our ferrari girl, forever ❤️

landonorris i hate this ↳ fan your ex and your roomie 😔 ↳ landonorris you get it 😔 ↳ carlossainz55 stop calling me your ex 🙄 ↳ landonorris you dare deny the love we shared?

francisca.c.gomes never mind him, can i chew on you a lil? ↳ kellypiquet ^ ↳ lilymhe ^ ↳ lilyzneimer ^ ↳ flavy.barla ^ ↳ carmenmmundt ^ ↳ y/nstagram everyone grab a limb x ↳ carlossainz55 please don't chew my girlfriend

fan thank you for the pic y/n! sorry for interrupting your holiday 🥺 ↳ y/nstagram don't be silly!! it was lovely to meet you <333 dont forget to send me the link to the dress!! ↳ fan on it!! ↳ fan omg how was it meeting them? ↳ fan they're honestly so sweet, they were just holding hands and walking around and carlos was yapping away and the way y/n was looking at him 🥺 they're endgame fr ↳ fan could actually cry?? ↳ fan also when they were on the beach, carlos twirled her around and they started dancing to the music playing from a nearby bar... it was actually like a movie scene 😭😭

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carlossainz55 dicen que ver una estrella fugaz da buena suerte, y tenían razón, mi estrellita ❤️ (they say seeing a shooting star is good luck, and they were right, my little star)

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francisca.c.gomes that first picture... i love my girlfriend ↳ carlossainz55 can't even have peace on my own hard launch ↳ francisca.c.gomes you snatched y/n from her girlfriends, you will never know peace.

fan he bagged a baddie wowow

fan the caption??? oh hes in LOVE ♥️ carlossainz55

y/nstagram 🥺 carlos..i'm so grateful to have you in my life ❤️ ↳ carlossainz55 i am the one who's grateful ❤️

scuderiaferrari heyyy y/n *with rizz* ↳ carlossainz55 even my own teams admin wow... ↳ scuderiaferrari not my fault your girlfriends hot

user homie hopper ↳ carlossainz55 eat glass :) ↳ y/nstagram CARLOS ↳ scuderiaferrari we love that you're happy but please carlos this is still your official account

lilymhe y/n i could treat you so much better ↳ carlossainz55 back off i've waited years for this ↳ y/nstagram YEARS??? ↳ carlossainz55... 🏃🏻‍♂️🏃🏻‍♂️🏃🏻‍♂️ ↳ y/nstagram you're literally sat right next to me ... ↳ y/nstagram he just got up and ran away... ↳ fan this is so fucking funny sddjsdhdk ↳ landonorris danielricciardo what was that about him being a smooth operator? ↳ danielricciardo hes also fucking dumb

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a/n: hope everyone enjoys! i am working hard on part 2 of girlfriend of the enemy so we can have some happy charles <3 also 2-3 posts in one week who AM I? (i'm gonna be busy w work so i'm trying to give u guys some food in case i have to disappear)