#and yet sometimes i get everything clearly

[babybearnation]

polyam!lawhan + first dates

lawhan is the pairing i didn't know i needed until very recently (also courtesy of you—there is a recurring theme here lol)

yesss - for context to everyone else, we've been discussing lawhan over on @littlebearnation so if you wanna join in, hop on over there! also i made this moreso just... date headcanons lol, hope thats okay!

liam lawson x gn!reader x jack doohan (date headcanons)

cw: briefly suggestive

due to how awkward the three of you were, you decided to go on multiple "first dates" - liam with jack, liam with you, jack with you and then all three of you together

liam and jack's date was a simple movie date, catching a random action flick that both of them were already interested in prior to the confession of their feelings for one another

the date ended with liam kissing jack's cheek before rushing back to his car all embarrassed (he wouldn't admit it for ages but jack's heart was racing for the whole night after that)

liam's date with you was kind of a silly idea, but you decided to go to karaoke together so liam could "serenade" you (his words, not yours)

it goes well, you and liam have a grand old time and fall into fits of laughter many times over, before you two go your separate ways with rosy cheeks

your date with jack? mini golf. you have no idea why you went with this but, much like your date with liam, it was so much fun that you didn't regret it

you could clearly tell that jack wanted to kiss you throughout the entire evening so, when you said goodbye, you kissed his cheek and watched him turn a pretty shade of pink

the date the three of you had was a picnic - something simple yet cute to enjoy in between hectic pre-race preparations

the three of you laughed until you cried and took many silly but cute photos of each other until all of your phones were straight up begging for storage

you got together as a trio on that picnic date and now you really enjoy going on dates with them

shopping dates aren't that common but are always chaotic when they do happen - picking out silly accessories to drape upon the others, silly mirror selfies and awkward giggles in the more adult stores you sometimes decide to enter

movie dates also aren't that uncommon, especially considering the fact that liam calls the lil movie watching fun times you have on planes dates - you're almost positive you've gotten through just about everything on netflix together

you're almost always down to try out various random classes that liam and jack find on the internet, delighting in the chaos the three of you inevitable go on to create

going out for food after races isn't that uncommon either, even moreso if someone has a bad race - you like to drown your sorrows in sweet, sweet restaurant food

lazy days in bed during weeks off from racing started to become more commonplace after you three moved in together and now it's like... basically impossible to get liam out of bed in the mornings because he loves cuddling you two

padel dates - an f1 classic! you're not the best but jack is always willing to help you even if it means putting his hands on your wrist & waist and guiding you, ignoring the way you brush back against him

why yes, that did lead to a cramped threesome in the showers

both boys love you so much that they are willing to go on just about any date possible if it means the three of you get to relax, cool off and forget about the pressures of the f1 season for a couple of hours

y'all get spotted in public together so much... rip ya personal life, babe

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[yvaineseleneposts]

Bed Chem

Requested: no

A/N: based on Bed Chem by Sabrina Carpenter. This came to me on a drive home.

Pairing: Nico Hischier x reader

Words: around 1700

Warning(s): mentions of sex, swearing

It was an ordinary night at the rink. Nico Hischier had just finished a long practice session with the Devils, sweat dripping down his forehead as he made his way to the locker room. His teammates were busy joking around, talking about dinner plans, but Nico was distracted. He had been thinking about her ever since they met. It was the first time in a while that someone had caught his attention so completely.

He remembered that day clearly: the bright sunlight filtering through the windows as he hurried to his car, late for an interview with the media team. But then, there she was, standing outside the arena, her sheer dress billowing slightly in the wind. She was on the phone, clearly distracted by something. And yet, when she noticed him, her eyes caught his, and for a moment, time seemed to slow.

She was stunning—her smile radiant as she stepped forward. “You’re Nico, right?”

He nodded, still caught off guard by the whole situation.

“I’m Y/n,” she had said, “I’m a huge fan of yours. Mind if I take a quick picture?”

Nico, ever the polite guy, agreed. She snapped a few photos, but there was an undeniable spark between them, something more than just a fan meeting a player.

Before she walked away, she handed him her number with a sly grin. "In case you ever want to chat."

That was it. The brief encounter that had his heart racing long after it ended.

The next morning, as Nico sat in his flat sipping coffee. He thought about shooting her a text, not really knowing what to say to her without making it weird. So he texted her:

“Hey, I know this might be weird, but you seem cool. Let’s talk sometime :) Hope I didn’t look too sweaty yesterday haha”

A few moments later, her response popped up:

“Definitely! Lol, no worries, you looked great. :)” Nico couldn't help but smile.

They texted back and forth, talking about everything and nothing in particular. She was funny, smart, and made him feel at ease in a way that was rare for him. It wasn’t long before he found himself thinking about her all the time. He liked the way she made him laugh, how she didn’t treat him like a celebrity but as just Nico, the guy who was just as awkward about his feelings as anyone else.

___

Weeks passed, and every time Nico saw Y/n, it felt like something was pulling them closer. They met for coffee, for casual walks through the city, and sometimes just sat in his flat, talking for hours about random things. He admired her confidence, the way she looked at him with those wide, bright eyes that never seemed to shy away. There was something magnetic about her, something that kept him coming back for more.

And then, one night, everything changed. It was late, and Nico had just come back from an away game. He was tired but couldn't stop thinking about Y/n, who had just messaged him:

“Hey, are you free next week? I bet we'd have really good bed chem.”

He chuckled to himself, reading it over again. She was bold, that was for sure. But he couldn’t ignore the way his heart skipped a beat when he saw those words.

“Bed chem? What do you mean by that?” he replied, a smirk playing on his lips.

She didn't answer immediately. Nico put his phone down and started to get ready for bed, when suddenly, another message popped up:

“You know what I mean. Don’t pretend you don’t feel it too. ;)”

Nico’s breath caught in his chest. Was it possible she was as into this as he was? There was no way it was all just in his head, right?

___

The next time they saw each other, it was at a small dinner party with a few friends. Nico had been looking for an excuse to get closer to Y/n, and now that he was here, he could barely concentrate on anything else. She walked into the room, wearing a simple yet elegant outfit, and Nico's gaze immediately landed on her. The way she smiled when she caught him staring sent a rush through him. His friends had been going on and on about the latest game, but Nico’s mind was elsewhere.

Y/n was talking with one of his teammates, laughing at something, her eyes sparkling. Nico found himself drawn to her, even across the room. When their eyes met, she flashed him that smile again, the one that made his heart skip. He couldn’t help himself. He excused himself from the conversation he was in and made his way over to her.

“Hey,” he said softly, leaning against the wall beside her.

“Hey you,” she replied, her voice a little breathless. “What’s up?”

“Not much,” he said, looking into her eyes. “Just trying to figure out how to ask you out without sounding like a total dork.”

Y/n raised an eyebrow, a playful smile tugging at her lips. “Well, you’re definitely not failing so far.”

Nico chuckled, relaxing a little. “I don’t know, I think I might be. Want to grab dinner next week?” He stepped even closer to her, if that was even possible.

Her eyes twinkled. “I’d love to.”  His heart pounded in his chest as he leaned in to kiss her. It was soft at first, tentative, but quickly deepened into something more intense. There was no denying it—what they had was electric.

___

The days leading up to their dinner date were filled with anticipation. Nico found himself constantly thinking about her, wondering what it would be like to finally spend more time together, alone. It was obvious that there was something between them, but he couldn’t help but feel the anxiety of not knowing where it would go.

The night of their dinner, Nico met her at a small, cozy restaurant in the city. She looked incredible in a little black dress that hugged her figure perfectly, and the way she smiled when she saw him made his heart race all over again.

As they sat down, the conversation flowed easily, just like it always had. They talked about everything—his latest games, her work, her favourite books. But underneath the casual chatter, Nico felt something more building between them. It wasn’t just attraction; it was something deeper, something that felt like it had always been there, waiting to surface.

“So,” Y/n said, taking a sip of her wine and eyeing him playfully. “How’s the whole ‘bed chem’ idea working out for you?”

Nico laughed, his cheeks reddening slightly. “Well, I’m starting to think there might be something to it.”

Y/n smiled, leaning closer. “I’m glad you’re finally catching on.”

___

A few weeks later, things were still progressing between them. They’d spent more time together, the chemistry undeniable. Nico couldn’t remember the last time he’d felt so drawn to someone. They were in sync in a way he hadn’t expected, and the longer they spent together, the harder it became to imagine his life without her.

One evening, after a long practice, Nico invited Y/n over to his flat to relax. He wasn’t sure why, but something about tonight felt different. There was an electricity in the air, a tension that neither of them had acknowledged before.

As Y/n entered his flat, she smiled at him. “Hey, I brought wine. Figured we could make a night of it.”

“Sounds perfect,” Nico said, his voice low.

They sat down on the couch, the conversation easy, but Nico couldn’t stop thinking about how close she was. Her perfume filled the air, her hand just inches from his. His pulse quickened as he finally broke the silence.

“Y/n… I’ve been thinking about this—about us.”

She turned to face him, her eyes intense and curious. “What do you mean?”

He hesitated for a moment, searching for the right words. “I think we’ve got something real here. Something different. And I don’t want to just keep playing around.”

Y/n smiled softly, her fingers brushing his. “I think we’ve been dancing around this long enough, Nico. I want this too.”

Without another word, Nico leaned in, kissing her gently at first, as if testing the waters. But soon, it deepened—passionate, urgent. All the unspoken tension between them spilled out in that kiss. It was a different kiss than the one they shared in the restaurant, this one felt more charged with sexual tension.

“Do you want to move this to the bedroom?” Nico asked her as he pulled away from her lips before attaching his to her neck.

She couldn’t help but gasp at the feeling. “Yes, please.” She breathed out. Nico quickly picked her up and made his way to his bedroom. He took off his shirt as soon as they entered the room. “Fuck, you’re hot.” Is all she managed to get out.

“Can I go down on you first, I really want to taste you.” He looked at her, his eyes darkening as he made his way to his bed.

“I have a better idea. Have you ever tried this one?”

___

The next week, Nico couldn’t help but laugh as he read through a text message from Y/n:

“I bet the thermostat’s set at six-nine now, huh?”

He smiled, typing back: “It’s a little warmer than that, but I think the bed chem is off the charts.”

Her reply came quickly: “Good. Because I’m not going anywhere anytime soon.”

Nico’s heart swelled. She wasn’t just someone he had chemistry with—she was someone he couldn’t imagine being without. And as they lay together, tangled in the sheets, Nico knew that this was only the beginning of something truly incredible.

[otterandterrierwrites]

wordless ways to say "i love you": 27. leaving a plate of food in the microwave for when they have a late shift.

for @hanleiahothwars

It was past 2200 when Leia finally got off her shift and headed for the Falcon, hoping she was still on time to catch Han, Chewie and Luke after dinner—and in time for some leftovers, so she wouldn’t have to circle back to the mess hall on her way to bed. She’d told them she might be a little late, but they’d finally received an update on a group of missing operatives, and it’d been over an hour before a rescue mission could be put together for the following day and Leia was finally relieved of duty.

The Falcon’s ramp was down, but inside everything was dim and quiet. Leia still wandered into the main hold, only to have her suspicions confirmed: she was a lot late to dinner. Luke had clearly left, but somebody on the freighter had to be up and about if they hadn’t yet closed the ramp. She was halfway down the corridor to the cockpit when she felt movement behind her—for a fleeting second, she was convinced she could tell it was Han, and her heart skipped a beat.

When she turned around, she found Chewie waving at her. She wasn’t disappointed to see Chewie. She liked Chewie. She was only mildly let down to find out her guess hadn’t been accurate.

‘Hey Chewie,’ she said, tamping down those ridiculous thoughts as she walked back into the main hold. ‘Sorry I couldn’t make dinner. Looks like I missed everyone.’

‘[We were going to wait for you, but Han was summoned to fix a problem with one of the X-Wings going out tomorrow, and Luke has an early shift],’ Chewie explained. ‘[Han asked me to wait a little longer for you.]’

‘I see… Well, I’m glad to have caught you at least,’ Leia said, giving him a smile and touching his arm briefly. ‘But I don’t want to keep you up—it was really kind of you to wait, but texting me would have been fine—it’s on me for being so late.’

Mess hall leftovers it was, then.

‘I’ll see you guys soon, all right?’ she said, starting to walk past him. It had been a long night, and loath as she was to admit it, she’d been looking forward to a couple of hours among friends, sharing in a meal that had been prepared with more than nutritional value in mind.

‘[Princess, wait!]’ Chewie roared behind her. ‘[That’s not all I had to say to you. Have you eaten yet?]’

‘No, but don’t worry about it—I’ll grab something from the kitchens.’

Sometimes there were sandwiches made with the leftovers available for people on the night shifts, although, since they went by an honour code, their availability tended to vary. If she didn’t have such luck, she could always grab a ration pack. Nobody was greedy about those.

Chewie shook his head. ‘[You don’t have to. Han saved you a plate from dinner and left it in the microwave. That’s why I stayed up.]’

‘Oh, really?’ She immediately brightened at the prospect of getting to enjoy Han’s cooking after all; a vast step up from even the least disgusting ration pack and the mess hall sandwiches. Chewie was already crossing over to the corner of the main hold that served as an unofficial galley, and turning on the microwave (on top of which rested the thermapad somewhat precariously—that was the way things were at the Falcon).

‘That’s very thoughtful,’ Leia said. ‘Thank you, Chewie.’

‘[It’s really Han you should thank],’ the Wookiee mentioned, bringing the hot plate to the dejarik table after a couple of minutes. ‘[He made sure we did not eat all of it. Of course Luke and I wanted you to have the leftovers… it’s just that it was hard to remember because it was nerf stew night.]’

‘Of course,’ Leia said, sitting down at the table and breathing in the flavourful steam of the dish, stomach growling in anticipation. She grabbed the fork Chewie had set down for her, but paused for a moment, as her throat grew tight. Yes; she was glad she got to enjoy Han’s food after all. He didn’t always do it in the most obvious ways, and he’d be quick to deny it if told so, but inviting her and Luke for dinner was one way in which he went against script and showed that he cared. And right now, sitting with a plate of steaming homemade food he’d made sure to save for her even though he didn't have to, that was exactly what she felt: cared for.

[petrow1tch]

They weren't lying, this psychological recovery journey got hands

[tapefish]

dont worry about me, got all the luck I need

[dyketennant]

oh i can already tell i’m about to have some really unpopular opinions about the edge of sleep tv show

[sassypantsjaxon]

I still haven't watched much one piece other than the episodes where Sanji joins the crew

But I can't stop thinking about Sanji having to use his Kitchen Voice to get the rest of the crew's attention for some reason, and they all just snap to attention so fast they're all left wondering 'what the hell just happened???'

[tbob-enthusiast]

Messy school doodles HAHEHHE

Season 2 Robbie (not canon Robbie ofc, but rather the "S2" of my own fic which I may or may not ever finish). The lore is that his hair was MUCH longer than this, but it got shaved off due to Lore Reasons™ and now it's growing back :]

NOT STAN. That's my beta Dipper HAHEHHEE. My notes are just emphasizing how similar they look. Me, earlier today, drawing beta Dipper: "STAN PINES ?! 😨😮😮😨😨😨"

Perhaps. Gay people. I am thinking about it really hard fr

[cosmogyros]

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[talonpaw]

for the record: i very much enjoy reading critical and meta analysis of warriors, especially analyses that cover more serious topics like the series’s depiction of abusive relationships, ableism, misogyny, elements of insensitivity to and appropriation from indigenous cultures, etc.. i just get EXHAUSTED watching people engaging in bad faith discourse and harassing other fans, even though i am fortunate enough to have never experienced that sort of harassment myself

[artykyn]

I was like “I’m so excited to move somewhere new and do a lot of exploring and traveling!” only to discover that actually I find exploring to be really boring when I’m alone

Like yeah sure I can go on a road trip and see some cool views and interesting places. But if I’m not sharing those memories with someone, then all my memories might as well just be dreams. I want somebody pointing things out to me and saying something funny about it. I wanna point things out to them. Quietly gazing at the ocean is boring alone, but a wholesome relaxing moment if I’m with someone. When something weird happens I want someone to laugh with me. When I’m alone I just go “huh okay” and move on.

At first I thought “maybe I can get a remote job and then pop around living in temporary housing for a few months at a time and explore everywhere!!” but the more I learn about myself, the more I realize I would be soooo bored. Unless I had a partner who also had a remote job and was willing to lead a lifestyle like that. 

[anothermonikan]

I don't think you can actually tell the difference between someone having a legimate issue or difficulty completing work vs someone 'just being lazy' that easily actually.

[fazcinatingblog]

When Sophia rang this morning, she said she'd slept on the couch, still in yesterday's clothes, had knocked over the coffee and it had spilt everywhere and everything was wet and she couldn't even light her cigarette and

[a9saga]

is parade underwear acutally like, good?? have any of you tried it?

[phagodyke]

ohhhhh my god girl i don't careeeee

[jvzebel-x]

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