#hey guys what if I cried and cried and cried and

[katiascraft]

Hi!! Sorry to bother you with a request. Can you make some angsty with miscomunication with happy ending where lando and reader are best friends and kinda like a thing but at the same time he is kinda with magui and then after a while lando and reader start dating and then dts Its drop and she finds out that magui was there when she trough They were already over? Very specific he he and im not good at english im sorry and thank you!

hey anon! I loved this idea sooooo much. i was already thinking about something like this so thank you so very much for your request! and sorry it took this long for me to write it :( i hope you enjoy it <3 (pss your english is very good and your requests will never bother me, they make me happy!) (also I hope it makes sense)

﹙LN4﹚ ── ❝ almost, always ❞

summary: this chapter of y/n’s life is about how lando said there was nobody else for him but then she appeared.

warnings: i used reckless by madison beer to write this one and traitor by olivia rodrigo :( and cried a lot. very angsty. but a happy ending after all. cursing. cheating. insults. please use your imagination along the ride! not proofread.

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You and Lando have been the best of friends since forever. Your older brother, Dante, went to school with George Russell and he has always been really supportive of his driving career. Since you have memory you were playing around at the karting competitions in different places of england and then europe. All of your family was really close to George's family so no doubt you were going to be there for him when he started racing in F2. and that’s exactly when you and Lando met. He was a cute little guy. But a handsome teenager with the most contagious laugh and sparkly ocean blue eyes. You knew that since then, that very first day of competition, you were in love with him.  

And Lando knew it too. He knew the moment he saw your sweet and shy smile directed at him there was no coming back to where things were. You changed his life. You showed him how it was like to love someone. The sun was behind you and it made you look like an angel in his teenage eyes. You were the most beautiful girl he has ever seen. So he knew he didn't have a chance. He kept his feelings and thought that he should be thankful you even talk to him. But you didn’t just talk to him just for talking. You built this magical bond full of love, understanding, admiration. It was healthy. It was safe.

You were inseparable, unbreakable and above all, untouchable. Everyone could see the chemistry. The sparks coming out of you. You had the kind of bond that made people think ‘they must be something more than just friends’. But you both were too scared to do anything about it. You just enjoyed each other's company and it was beautiful that way.

Until it wasn’t anymore. 

Nowaday things between you two are completely different but you were more than sure that if there was a chance to travel back in time, you would. And you would change everything that ruined everything. All the wrong decisions. All the stupid feelings. Her. you would more than gladly erase her. And maybe even erase him too.

Because even though he brought so much joy and love in your life, he also brought a lot of pain and insecurity. He was once your safe place but now you want to be as far away from him as possible. You’re no longer on speaking terms anymore. 

situationships suck ᝰ.ᐟ

(beginning 2023 - middle 2024)

You had convinced yourself what you felt for him was normal. That your heart racing every time he was too close was normal. That the way he looked at your lips when he talked to you was also normal. That the way he looked for you in the crowd every podium was normal. That the way butterflies went in circles in your stomach was normal. That your happiness was coming from his happiness was normal. 

It must be because he has a girlfriend. Luisa. And you like her, right? 

His touch didn’t burn your skin. His fingers didn’t trace circles in them when he was anxious. He didn’t whisper in your ear everytime he was nervous. He didn't ask his team to specifically be allowed to be at the garage close to him. He didn’t introduce you to every single member of the team and everybody knew you. He didn ‘t do all of that when she wasn’t around… because she wasn’t around and you were. 

Lando didn’t know what to do with his feelings. She was his best friend, the girl who got him in and out, through and through. She knew everything about him. She listened. She smiled at him in the sweetest way and made him gifts. When she was around she was the only person that mattered. And sometimes he forgot he had a girlfriend whether she was around or not. It was her, always. But he was a coward and didn’t believe she liked him back that way. She was gorgeous and he was just a dude. He wasn’t special the way he thought she was.

For him, it has always been you. But fear was a cruel thing. He didn’t wanna lose you. He didn’t want to hurt you. He wouldn’t forgive himself. 

So he played along as the loving and caring boyfriend with luisa when you were the only thing in his head. He preferred to stay in your safe bubble of almosts and what ifs rather than fuck it up with you. 

Until that night. The night he knew he couldn’t keep pretending and lose you. He couldn’t keep on lying to luisa. She deserved better. But seeing you with that guy in that little black dress drove him almost insane. You were so close to him, flirting disgustingly. He was red with anger. He wanted to do something but his girlfriend was there and you were supposed to be just that friend of his. His best friend and that was it. He should be happy for you. But he wasn’t. 

So in between the conversation you turned around and saw him staring. Stone face. He was looking straight through you. For a moment you forgot how to breathe. The way his jawline was pressed in a way it made his muscles show even more. His shirt unbuttoned. The lights reflecting on his beautiful eyes. You almost panicked. You could feel he was feeling the same. You knew you weren’t crazy. 

He felt it too. 

You don’t remember how it happened but you ended up on his sheets that night. The way he kissed you so desperately. He broke up with luisa as if it was easy. You didn’t have time to process it at the moment. To see the red flags waving high in the sky. Desire and desperation made it easy to ignore them. He was all your brain could think. His skin against yours. You moaning his name. 

You have waited for that moment your whole life. And you didn’t remember feelings of ecstasy ever before. 

“It’s always been you, yaknow?” His voice was deep and low. He pressed a soft kiss on your neck sending shivers down your spine. His fingers are tracing patterns in your arm. He felt at ease under your scent. 

You remember that night as the most magical night of your life. But you didn’t know that to him it was just another story he would get bored of and throw away.

While you were together, life was the most exciting thing in the world. Road trips, dates at the beach, paddle matches and barbecue with friends, travelling to london to visit his family, party nights, sex, kisses, roses and diamonds. It was perfect. He was the sweetest guy in this world. But there was one thing you wouldn't do. And that was calling him ‘mine’ because he wasn’t yours. You were just ‘friends’. But friends shouldn’t know how you taste, right?

That made you feel so confused. He told you he loved you and made love to you as if it was a promise. But then you were his friend to his family and friends. Just y/n. It was you, yes but not the way you would’ve preferred to be called. 

But then, out of nowhere it seemed, he would flirt with girls at parties in your face. And that’s when everything started going to shit. You didn’t understand what was actually going on. Why was he doing that? If you were so important to him, why would he play with you this way? If he cared so much about you, why would he put you under so much shit? 

But the breaking point was her. Blonde hair, blue eyes and a smile to die for. She was nothing special, just a blonde girl. But I guess blondes always have more fun than the rest of us, and more with that angelic face of hers. That’s when you lost lando. He started talking about her ‘she is nice, you know? I think you would like her’. And then he would stop inviting you to dates, but she would go with him and watch the sunset at max’s yacht. And she started replacing you in every way she could. And you just watched it happen being unable to stop it. You started realizing he didn’t even care about you. You were just another girl on his list and probably never considered you an actual friend. If he did, he wouldn’t have played with you this way. But he did, and it hurt. 

And that’s when everything ended. 

just a friend ᝰ.ᐟ

(july 2024)

“She’s just a friend y/n” he said, fed up with your questioning. You can clearly see in his face that he was so done with this discussion. 

“Lando, for fucks sake, stop lying to me. She clearly isn't” you insisted on entering his room at his Monaco house. 

“I can’t keep up with this y/n. Just stop. I don’t know what else you want me to say” he was getting really annoyed. 

“The truth! Tell me the fucking truth! Was I a joke to you? You never cared, did you? You just wanted to laugh in my fucking face right?” your voice expressed how hurt you were. 

“You’re not a joke y/n” 

You laughed dryly “right, alright. Then what’s her? Max told me lando, you kissed her. And i know you fucked her multiple times, i just know it. Stop pretending you dont know what the fuck is going on when you know exactly what im talking about!” tears started to stream down your face “is this what you wanted? Did you ever care about our friendship? My fucking feelings? I feel so used, it's disgusting lando. I knew you were stupid but I never thought you would be this evil. If you didn’t love me then why did you do all of this?” 

“y/n, i love you” you could see in his face he was now scared. But you didn't care anymore. And didn’t want to know the reasons for it either. 

“No, you don’t lando! If you fucking did you wouldn’t have hurt me this way! I was there for you for fucks sake, i was fucking there for you all of this time! I gave you everything! Everything! And all you ever wanted was to fuck a fucking model?! I can’t believe I was so damn stupid to believe every lie you fed me! Oh god i hate myself so much” 

·y/n, please, calm down. We can talk this-” 

“Do you really are asking me to fucking calm down after what you did?! And you didn't even deny it! You’re so guilty of all of it. You knew! You knew what you were fucking doing and you didn’t care! I hate you, lando. I hate you with every gut i have left” 

“No, no, no. please, y/n. Let me explain. It’s not like that. I do care about you. I just thought you didn’t want to be with me. You became so close to Max I thought you wanted to be with him and…” 

You couldn’t believe your ears. You just couldn’t believe he would really use that as an excuse. “Shut up lando, max is a fucking friend. It was you. It has always been you. Holy shit! I have your fucking letters saying i was all you have ever wanted! How could you? You’re ashamed of me, that's it, right? I'm not as beautiful as I should be for you to call me yours. I'm not a model enough for you, am I? I can't believe it! I'm so stupid” 

“No, y/n is not that, believe me. she isn't you.” he was literally begging on his knees. 

“Don’t be pathetic lando, i won’t ever believe a fucking word you say. You’re a liar. You played me as a toy. Like I was nothing and now you want me to believe you? Hope you are fucking happy with her, and i hope she can make up for what i couldn’t for not being fucking good enough for you” you were so hurt you just had to run from that bedroom, from that house. 

“y/n! Wait! Please!” It was too late. You were already in your mclaren. “I don’t know what I did…” he was left talking alone. And not understanding what he even did. But he knew he already regretted it. 

she. isn't. you.

she must be perfect but I hope you both go to hell ᝰ.ᐟ

(august 2024)

After that day, I didn't leave my bed. The way it all happened so fast. The way he would still lie to you. You hated men. You hated him and everything about him. All you knew from that day was what you could see on social media even though you always put ‘dont show this content’ or ‘i'm not interested in this content’. He lied and told everyone at a fan meeting that he was single, when you knew from Max he already asked her out… unlike with you. 

She seemed nice. She was very beautiful. But you weren’t that evolved yet. You hated her. If she didn’t exist then he would be still yours. It would be you there on holiday in the alps. Oh god, you fucking wanted to be her. She was all you wanted to be. Skinny, blonde, flawless. You wanted everything she had. She was sunkissed, you felt like a vampire. She was shining and you were drowning. She took everything from you and left no crumbs. 

And the worst part is that he seemed to be happy. You are still friends with Pietra and she told you she was nice and that they got along pretty well. And that maybe if  you and lando want to fix it, you all can be a huge group of friends. You fucking hated that idea. It repulsed you. But you weren’t so sure if it was because of her or because of him no more. 

It should be you, it should be you, it should be you. 

You were driving yourself insane stalking her profile. Obsessing with the idea she was everything you were not. You wanted to burn her alive even though the real asshole was him. 

But you loved him first, right? That should matter… Did it matter? Did he think of you? Did he regret it? Did he talk to her about his fears and dreams? Did he share the same joke that was only yours? Did he talk to her in her ear the same way he used to do with you? Was he as obsessed with her as he was with you? Did he feel the same? Was he in love? 

All the questions weren’t letting you have a moment of peace and your brain was really good at torturing you. 

guess my friends were right (you might love her now but you loved me first) ᝰ.ᐟ

(from august 2024 to march 2025)

Life for Lando wasn’t that easy after seeing you walking away from his life. He knew he fucked it up. But he tried to play it cool. As if you were right about everything, because he thinks he deserves to suffer after what he has done. Yes, he was a masochist at this point. He was dating someone he didn’t like at all, he knew. But he couldn’t stop his torture because he simply believed he didn’t deserve to be happy. He saw your eyes, the saw the pain he caused for being such a coward. And stupid. And idiotic. And a fucking loser. He acted like a kid and lost the girl of his dreams. The girl who had been there for him since the beginning. The one that got him by just looking in her eyes. She knew. She knew all of him, the real him. All his fears and dreams and desires and mistakes. He had it all. He had her, all of her to himself but let it fall. He threw her against the floor and broke her into so many pieces. And instead of mending his faults, he just ran away crying. Like a little kid running away from the monster under his bed. 

Maggie was doing her makeup at the hotel room’s mirror. He watched her for a while trying to puzzle what he felt for her. But all he wanted to see was you. And he knew it was impossible for that to happen now. And probably like ever again. 

The fact he had to pretend every single minute of his life was starting to take a toll on him. He lost that spark he used to have. He lost that characteristic smile when he did well in a race. And his interviews just turned monotone and grey. Something was off people would comment. But he didn’t care. He deserved it. He fucking deserved it. 

Maggie always tried to cheer him up and he pretended it was just because he hated the media. And not because you used to be there with him, always. But now it is almost alone. 

It almost happened. It was almost you. It was almost the happy ending you deserved but he decided to ruin it. It was almost you and him against the world. But it was almost, though all he wanted was forever with you. 

At the beginning he was obsessed with maggi. The way her eyes looked at him, that cheeky smile  of hers. She was all he wanted as a fantasy. She was his fantasy in real life. He was so captivated by her looks and sweet voice. Almost like yours. But something drew him to her. He still doesn’t know what it was. Guess some things don't have an explanation. She was soft and shiny. He wanted to touch her everywhere, everytime. He forgot he had the love of his life waiting for him to watch a movie and eat burritos and kinders. He forgot the small things mattered more. He forgot what it was like to feel love during sex. But he was drunk. In her looks, in the way she talked to him. He forgot about you. He couldn't concentrate. 

But when you were gone, he pretended maggie was you as twisted as it sounds. He was convinced he became completely insane. People constantly telling him how awful he was to the poor girl. Your brother hates him. Dante didn’t say hi to him ever again since that day. 

He saw you at a couple of races at the Mercedes garage. You always pretended to have never known him in your life. He saw fans on twitter theorizising why you didn’t look at him anymore. They also believed it was his fault. And surely it was. 

That day you walked past him. He smelled your scent, still wearing the same perfume you adored so much and that made him fall in love the first time he saw you. You were laughing while talking with Carmen in Spanish, because you were the king of languages. You were really good at them and you enjoyed so much learning new stuff. He liked that about you, you are always driven to learn and learn and learn. He wanted to say hi, and even though you ignored him, Carmen looked at him in a really not inviting way. Everybody knew he fucked it up. He felt so ashamed of himself. 

said you’d never hurt me but here we are ᝰ.ᐟ

(australian grand prix, 2025)

You were so nervous to be back at the paddock and at the same time so excited for this new chapter for mercedes. You were longing for Lewis but at the same time you were very excited about kimi. Weather conditions were terrible and it in a really sarcastic way showed how you really felt about being there. You didn’t want to come at first but Carmen was a really good convincing person and you were no exception. Plus, you wanted to see your friends George and Alex. The two brits were your best friends since F2 back in 2018 when it all started. It was insane that so many years have passed already. All of the memories you cherished in your heart. They were so precious to you. 

Kym illman received you at the gates taking pictures of you, your brother, carmen and george coming into the paddock for race day. You always hated the media because their cameras made you look so bad, you thought. But it was part of your friend’s work so, it was what it was. You were already so wet you thought it was embarrassing. A super big mercedes hoodie covered your body as a dress and some rain boots on. And you called that outfit a day. It wasn’t glamorous at all, but it was so you for sure. 

Heading to the Mercedes hospitality, you saw Lando taking coffee with his parents at the McLaren hospitality. Your brother put on his best dog face and didn’t look at them. But for some reason you couldn’t do that to his parents even though you hated their son. Lando’s mom looked at you and waved happily to see you. “Hey!, y/N!” she said sweetly and smiled at her. They were always really good to you. So you got closer and said hi to them properly with a kiss on a cheek and a little hug for each. 

“Hi” , you only said to Lando, keeping your distance in a sad and shy smile. He half smiled as well.

“Hi” he said back to you the same way. 

“Darling you look so gorgeous, I love that haircut on you. You’re such a pretty girl” his mom said and made you blush immediately. 

“Oh, thank you so much… i gotta go… have  a great race, lando” you said a bit awkwardly and walked away to the mercedes hospitality to join your people. 

Lando was in awe of you. He kept the way you said his name on his head. It’s been the longest time without hearing your voice, that he realized he forgot how it sounded. And he also realized that it was your sweet voice, the only voice he wanted to listen to the rest of his life. He hated himself for that. But after all this time, he had made one thing right. He broke up with Maggi a week ago. He couldn’t keep pretending, he was done. 

“She looked really beautiful… it’s sad you don't talk anymore. We really liked her” his mother said and he shook his head a bit.

“i fucked it up, mom. But i will figure out a way to make it right again” he answered but more reassuring himself rather than his mother. 

She smiled looking proudly at her son “the good thing is to learn darling, you’re a good boy, let yourself be happy and fight for what makes you happy… you deserve it” she said sweetly sending lando all the energy he needed to go afloat. 

the only girl you’ve ever wanted in your life ᝰ.ᐟ 

Lando won. Lando won. Lando won. He did it. Of course you were happy for your friend who came out third and kimi fourth! What an amazing race though you were at the brink of suffering from a heart attack for two hours. After a lot of champagne was thrown to George, you were resting in the hospitality building waiting for your brother, Dante and George to come around. Carmen went to talk to alexandra for a bit and Lili was already at the hotel. So you decided to check on twitter all of the memes and opinions on this race. You saw a few people sharing your pics and commenting whether they were happy to see you or telling you looked disgusting as ever. It was hard to get used to this side of the sport but you always tried to brush it off.

You were so concentrated on your phone, you didn’t realize until the third time Lando cleared his throat that he was there standing in front of you in his casual clothes already, and freshly showered, smelling as good as you remembered him. 

“Hi,” he said again, sitting in front of you. You smiled a bit shocked that he is here in front of you after so many months of not even seeing pics of him. And he looked really nice in your opinion, but when did he not? 

“Hey” you said. He was nervous, he didn’t like the fact your hoodie wasn’t McLaren but you looked cute anyway. 

“It's been a long time,” he answered.

“Yup” you nodded. 

Silence. 

You stared at each other for a while. If someone walked past, they would think you were playing eyesight war but you were just analysing each other trying to think of what to say or where to begin. 

“I’m sorry” you both said in unison. You looked at each other in surprise now and then laughed it away. 

“Alright, that was a bit weird,” he said, giggling. “Guess, we still connected somehow…” his voice turning off as the sentence ends. 

“I guess in a way we are… I can't stop thinking about you and what happened…” you confessed even to your own surprise. 

He smiled a little, feeling his heart start to race “me neither to be honest… i feel terrible about it” you could see how honest he was being. Or at least to want to believe him. He felt different. You guessed that maybe he doesn't know why he lied that much either. 

“I miss you” you confessed even though you didn’t want to. But even after everything… you still loved him. 

His eyes showed a little spark. It wasn't there when he sat in front of me a few minutes ago. Now his smile got bigger showing his dimples. He was a pretty motherfucker, you thought.

“I miss you too,” he agreed. 

Was this the beginning of a second chance? Or maybe you're announced dead? 

Or maybe the happily ever after you have always dreamed about, but only time will tell.

THE ENDᝰ.ᐟ 

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[wannabanauthor]

I need Tommy to call Buck’s “bluff”.

Buck said he doesn’t have to have feelings for someone in order to sleep with them.

Tommy should show up on Saturday and say, “Your mouth wrote a check that your ass and throat can cash in.”

Let Buck fuck! Tommy. Let him fuck Tommy multiple times. Give me messy exes pining for each other while sleeping together.

And then we slide in that jealousy arc. Tommy stops sleeping with Buck once he starts dating again.

Buck finds out in the middle of asking Tommy to come over. Tommy is honest and says he has a date, and then he avoids Buck for a while because you can’t get over your ex if you’re still fucking them.

Buck waits a few days after hearing Tommy is dating before he starts assuming the worst. He wants Tommy, all of him.

He doesn’t know how to fix things, but he assumes that things between Tommy and his date will fizzle out quickly.

Then a week goes by without any contact from Tommy. Buck tries reassure himself that everything is fine.

Then a month goes by, and still not a word from Tommy.

Buck spends most of his free time staring at his phone, willing Tommy to call or text him. The 118 are tempted to snatch his phone again and block Tommy’s number, but he practically keeps it duct taped to his body so they can’t do it.

So after a night out with the FireFam at a bar, Buck won’t stop whining and pining for Tommy.

Chimney, being the good wingman he is, orders an Uber for Buck that sends him straight to Tommy’s house, which Buck was unaware of until he arrives.

He has to get out of the car regardless if he wants to talk to Tommy, so he spends like 5 minutes gathering up the courage to knock on the front door. Only Tommy’s truck is parked in the driveway, so Buck thanks the stars for that. It’d be super awkward if Tommy’s new boyfriend was there.

Buck then finds some false confidence and knocks on Tommy’s door.

And when Tommy opens the door, Buck nearly stops breathing. Tommy looks surprised and amused to see him. Something Buck was not counting on.

“Hey, so I haven’t heard from you, and I just wanted to make sure you were okay,” Buck says.

Tommy raises an eyebrow. “Hmm, so you didn’t come over hoping we would fuck?”

Buck winces. It sounds bad if you say it like that.

“No, just worried. But you seem fine, so I’ll just-“

“Evan, wait,” Tommy says and steps out onto the porch. “I should have checked in with you, and that’s my fault. As much fun as we had, I can’t continue hooking up with you. I’m trying to move on, and I can’t do that if I’m still in your bed.”

“Is it serious?” Buck asks.

Tommy frowns. “What do you mean?”

“The guy you’re seeing. Is it serious or-“

“Evan,” is all Tommy says.

Buck can’t get a read on him, and Tommy has his best poker face on. Then Tommy averts his eyes, and Buck takes that as a “yes”.

“Okay,” Buck says, trying to blink away tears. “Right, none of my business. I hope things work out between you two. You deserve to be happy.”

Tommy doesn’t say anything, but he looks almost as heartbroken as Buck.

“Buck, I’m sorry,” Tommy says. “Right person but wrong timing.”

It doesn’t take the sting away for Buck, and he looks fully resigned to this fate. He quickly orders an Uber, and Tommy is enough of a gentleman to wait for it to arrive.

It’s an awkward silence, but then the driver arrives, and Tommy gives Buck a goodbye hug. Buck wants to cling to him, but he can’t.

Once Buck gets home, he cries. Hard. Full on sobbing with anxiety/panic physical response.

Another month goes by, and Eddie and Christopher come back to LA for a quick visit.

Eddie knows his best friend is elbow deep in emotional pain, so he decides to be a good friend and sleeps at Buck’s house along with Christopher to keep Buck’s spirits up.

Buck is an emotional mess, and he can’t even bake his feelings away because it reminds him of Tommy.

One Saturday morning (remember that jingle?), while Eddie and Christopher are visiting, and Eddie is cooking breakfast for all three of them.

The doorbell rings, and Buck goes to answer it, opens it up and sees Tommy.

“H-hey, Tommy,” Buck says confused and weirdly happily?

“Can we talk? I need to be honest with you about-“ Tommy starts.

“Buck, your breakfast is going to get cold,” Eddie says as he joins Buck in the doorway. “Oh, hi Tommy.”

“Oh, hi, Eddie,” Tommy says and his eyes dart from Buck to Eddie. “Nevermind, I should go.”

“This isn’t what it looks like,” is Buck’s panicked response.

Tommy shakes his head. “It’s none of my business. I’m just going to leave.”

Buck turns his head to glare at Eddie, and Tommy takes that quick distraction to start walking back to his truck.

Buck follows Tommy while Eddie gets back to cooking.

“Tommy, stop,” Buck says. “Please.”

“It’s okay, Buck.”

“Stop calling me that,” Buck says. He’s angry and hurt and all these emotions that have been swirling inside his head since the day Tommy broke up with him.

He manages to get in front of Tommy to stop him.

“You’re the last person I would consider a hypocrite, yet here you stand,” Buck says, with a little bitterness. “You have a boyfriend.”

“No, I don’t.”

Buck scoffs. “Fine, you had a boyfriend.”

“It was one date. And I spent the entire time thinking of you.”

Now Buck is confused. “Wait, but you said-“

“I said I was trying to move on. I didn’t say I was successful,” Tommy says, and for once his face and body are aligned with his words. He’s being sincere and honest.

“So you thought it was better to let me assume you moved on with someone else?!”

“I was too much of a coward to tell you the truth. It was an easy out for me to go with your assumption than the truth.”

“And what’s the truth?”

“I’m in love with you, and I’ve spent the last few months in therapy trying to work through it.”

Buck is quiet for once, so Tommy keeps talking.

“I miss you. Your smile, your laugh, your jokes, your rants and rambles, and most of all, I miss being able to wake up next to you,” Tommy confesses. “I’ve been just as miserable as you are, and I should have been honest from the start. But that’s my fault. I feel like I failed you/us so many times that I wanted to get help to fix things between us.”

Buck is a swirl of emotions: confusion, relief, anger, hurt

“I don’t expect things to change between us just because I showed up and told you I love you,” Tommy says.

Buck is quiet for a moment, then says “Why not?”

It takes Tommy less than a second to comprehend that, and Buck loves the warm smile on his face when it registers for Tommy.

“You want to try again?” Tommy asks, moving closer to Buck.

Buck steps forward, uses his fingers to lift Tommy’s chin and then kisses him.

“I love you too,” Buck whispers against his lips.

Tommy hugs him and holds him tight. They forget that they technically have an audience in the house.

Christopher and Eddie watch from the doorway, both smiling.

“Now that we got all of that over with, let’s have some breakfast,” Eddie says.

Tommy narrows his eyes slightly, and Buck kisses his frown away.

“I am not interested in my straight best friend, Tommy. He and Christopher flew out to cheer me up,” Buck says, and puts a possessive arm around Tommy.

While Buck is 100% sure that Eddie is straight, he does know that Tommy has a weakness for clueless men.

“The invitation includes you, Tommy,” Eddie says with a roll of his eyes.

Buck is now the one glaring at Eddie. “He’s mine. Get your own.”

“But I thought he was straight,” Tommy teases.

“And I thought I was straight until I met you,” Buck says and grabs Tommy’s hand. He starts leading them back up the house.

Once they get inside, Buck turns to Eddie. “You owe my boyfriend an apology.”

“Boyfriend?” Tommy asks hopefully.

“Apology?” Eddie asks.

“You stopped talking to him after the breakup. Not cool, man. He flew you to Vegas!”

Tommy pulls Buck into his arms and kisses him on the cheek. “Babe, simmer down.”

“He’s not good with relationships,” Christopher chimes in with the assist.

They all turn to stare at him. You can practically see the mental note they all write in their heads: a child’s place is not in adult conversations.

But since this is the first time Tommy and Buck have seen Christopher in ages, they let it slide for the moment.

And it ends with the sound fading out as they sit around the breakfast table, eating and chatting.

Happily Ever After.

If anyone wants to turn this into an actual fanfic, please do! In fact, DM me so I can read it and share with others.

I could probably pull this off, but I am busy trying to deal with my own mental health to attempt to write it any time soon.

[bitchinbarzal]

More than Enough | Just Fine AU

Kaia didn’t mean to click it.

It was just there — a tweet going viral, a screenshot from someone’s story, a blurry photo of Clayton at a team dinner on the road. Just one guy in the background. A girl leaning close. Laughing. Flirting, maybe.

“Looks like Clayton Keller still has one in every city. Guess some things never change.”

Her heart dropped.

Not because she believed it.

Not right away.

But because it looked like something.

And suddenly, that was enough to make her spiral.

He was in Dallas.

A quick two-game trip. He’d FaceTimed before bed like always, told Elodie as bedtime story. Kaia had smiled the whole time, even teased him about the room service meal he was eating.

And then she put Elodie to bed, curled up with her phone, and saw that.

And just like that — her chest felt too tight.

The silence in the house too loud.

She thought about his past.

About the girls who used to flood his DMs.

About the comments she never let herself read.

About how safe he made her feel — and how easy it would be to undo all of it if he wanted to.

She didn’t sleep.

And when he texted “Good morning, baby” the next day, she didn’t respond.

He called. She didn’t pick up.

It wasn’t until he was walking through the door three days later — bag slung over his shoulder, smile easy — that it all cracked open.

“Hey,” he said, dropping his stuff. “I missed you.”

Kaia didn’t say anything.

He stepped closer. “Everything okay?”

And then she said it.

“Is there someone else?”

Clayton froze. “What?”

Her eyes filled. “Are you sleeping with someone else?”

His face broke. “Kaia, no. God, no. What—why would you even—”

“There’s a post,” she choked. “It’s everywhere. People saying you’re still that guy. That you have someone in every city. And I just—I couldn’t sleep. I couldn’t breathe. I wanted to ask but I didn’t want to know.”

Clayton’s voice cracked. “I would never. I swear to you, I—Kaia, it’s not true. It’s not remotely true.”

She shook her head. “I didn’t want to believe it. But I know what it feels like to be lied to. I know what it’s like to be the last to know.”

His chest heaved. “I love you. I love our life. I’m not messing that up. I haven’t even looked at another woman since the day you let me hold Elodie’s hand.”

Kaia’s breath hitched.

“I know I have a past,” he whispered. “But you are my future.”

She broke then — fell into his arms, tears soaking his shirt, her whole body shaking.

“I got scared,” she whispered. “I can’t go through that again.”

“You won’t,” he promised. “Not with me.”

And he held her tighter than he ever had.

Later that night, after the house was quiet again, Kaia lay curled into Clayton’s side on the couch — his arm around her, her fingers nervously playing with the hem of his shirt.

“You’re quiet,” he said gently.

“I’m tired,” she said. “But not sleepy.”

He brushed his fingers through her hair. “What can I do?”

She hesitated. “I don’t want to be the girl who needs constant check-ins. Who freaks out every time you leave.”

“You’re not that girl,” he said. “You’re my girl. And if something makes you anxious, we work through it. Together.”

Kaia blinked hard. “Sometimes, when you’re gone, I just… replay things in my head. What if he’s lying? What if I’m not enough? What if it was always gonna end this way?”

Clayton pulled her closer. “You are more than enough. And it’s not ending.”

“I don’t want to feel like that.”

“Then tell me what helps,” he said softly. “More FaceTimes? Updates after games? You tell me. I’ll do it.”

She let out a shaky breath. “Can we just… build something that feels safe? Even when we’re apart?”

“We already are,” he said, kissing the top of her head. “We’ll keep building.”

The next morning, Elodie was mid-pancake when she dropped her fork and looked directly at Clayton.

“Daddy,” she said very seriously, “you made Mommy sad while you were gone.”

Clayton blinked. “What?”

“She cried. I heard her. And she didn’t eat her snack. And you weren’t here.”

Kaia opened her mouth. “Bug, we talked about—”

“No,” Elodie said, raising a syrupy finger. “He needs to fix it.”

Clayton fought a smile and knelt beside her chair. “I did make her sad. And I’m really sorry.”

Elodie squinted. “Did you bring her a sorry present?”

“Um…”

Kaia snorted into her coffee.

“I do have a present,” Clayton said, reaching into his coat pocket and pulling out a tiny wrapped box.

Kaia blinked. “What is that?”

He handed it to her. Inside was a simple silver bracelet with three charms: an E, a C, and a tiny heart.

“For my girl,” he said, voice soft. “Who doesn’t need shiny things to feel loved, but deserves them anyway.”

Elodie leaned over dramatically. “Okay, you’re forgiven.”

Kaia laughed and kissed both of them.

And even though the fears weren’t magically gone — the trust?

It was growing again.

One soft morning at a time.

Elodie had requested that Clayton check in from the road. So she could “inspect” her wasn’t up to anything that would make Kaia upset.

The video came in just after bedtime.

Kaia found it when she opened her phone for a final scroll — and there it was: From: Daddy. With a subject line that simply read:

FOR ELODIE. TOP SECRET. DO NOT DELETE.

She smiled, sat up a little straighter, and tapped play.

The screen lit up with Clayton’s face, whispering like he was in a spy movie.

“Agent Bug, this is your Daddy. Reporting live from a very suspicious hotel room in Minnesota. I’ve been asked — by a certain bossy four-year-old — to provide a full sweep of the premises. So buckle up. This is a very serious operation.”

The camera flipped.

“This,” he said dramatically, “is the bed. No crumbs. No snacks. No girls. Except for one extremely handsome stuffed dinosaur — who belongs to me.”

He zoomed in on the dinosaur posed dramatically on the pillow. “His name is Sir Stompington. He says hello.”

Kaia snorted.

Next: “This is the bathroom. Very clean. Just my toothbrush and my sad little travel soap.” He opened the shower curtain with exaggerated flair. “No girls in here either. Unless you count my shampoo, which is lavender-scented and amazing.”

He flipped the camera back to his face, eyes wide and serious.

“I repeat: no sneaky behavior. No bad guys. Just me and Sir Stompington and some socks I can’t find.”

He panned to his open suitcase.

“Tragic. We miss you.”

The video ended with him whispering;

“Tell Mommy she’s the prettiest girl in the whole world. And tell you… I love you a million. Over and out, Agent Bug.”

Kaia handed Elodie the phone the next morning.

She watched the video with wide eyes and giggles, clutching her bunny like it was vital intel.

When it ended, she whispered, “Okay. He’s clear.”

Kaia smiled. “You think he passed inspection?”

Elodie nodded seriously. “Yeah. And I love Sir Stompington.”

[tul1ppp]

Ningselle x fem reader

Synopsis: You were the new girl in the school and you were so naive thinking the two popular girls Ningning and Giselle only wanted to be your friends little did you know what they actually wanted.

Soft dom Ningning & Rough top Giselle

Warnings: threesom, dub con at the start, petnames, fingering, kinda obsessive ningselle, reader naive, a bit of manipulation, probably some other stuff I forgot

"Hey!! Your y/n right?" A girl with dark blonde hair ran over to you in the hallway with a brunette girl slowly following her.

"Yes" you gave a small but genuine smile "and who are you? If you don't mind me asking,"

"I'm Ningning and this is my best friend Giselle!" The shorter exclaimed pulling the brunette closer to her "we heard that there was a new girl and we wanted to invite you to sit with us at lunch"

"Yeah! I'd love to" you said feeling relieved youve already seemed to make make friends, maybe this wasn't going to be so hard.

"Can't wait to see you there pretty girl" Giselle winked as they both walked away Ningning waving you goodbye.

It didn't take long for you to get really close to Ningning and Giselle and you really liked them and appreciated their friendship a lot, however you noticed there was some weird stuff about it. It started small, hugging you from behind very often or just making suggestive jokes at you. But it didn't take long for them to become shameless, fully groping your tits and ass telling you that it's just what friends do and to not be weird about it. You also noticed that whenever you'd talk to a guy they'd tell you about how horrible he is and that you shouldn't talk to him ever again and of course you've always listened to them I mean you've never had friends before so how were you supposed to know better?

However it all came to an end when you met up with them one day after going on your first date with a guy that asked you out.

"It went so well!" You smiled sitting down in between them on the floor

"Oh, sweetie" Giselle said softly tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear causing your eyes to shout up to look at her realising what was coming."

We heard him talk about how he only wants to get in your pants" Ningning continued "we're sorry, but you deserve better" she held your hand while your eyes started to get watery.

"What's wrong with me?" You cried "why does every guy I like turns out to be so bad"

" Sweetie, don't cry" the shorter one pulled you into a hug.

"it's not your fault, guys are just dicks" Giselle said before kissing your forehead.

"How about we'll make it up to you" Ningning smiled pulling away while her hand sneaked under your shirt causing your body to shiver.

"What are you doing?" You whispered not sure how to react.

"Shh baby, this is what friends do for eachother" Giselle murmured while bitting and kissing your neck as Ningning started pulling up your shirt.

Once you shirt was off you couldn't help but blush causing a grin to appear on Giselle's face "Oh come on they were practically spilling out of her shirt, she's basically begging for it" she said to Ningning while unclaspping your bra.

"God, their so perfect" Ningning purred once your completely topless before they both started sucking on your nipples causing you to let out whines while your body was shaking.

"I don't think this is a good idea" you whimpered trying to push away.

"Come on baby, don't act so innocent like you didn't purposely wear those slutty tops" Giselle taunted while taking off your skirt revealing your wet underwear.

"You're so adorable" Ningning smiled while rubbing her fingers on your clit through your underwear while you noticed Giselle grabbing a strap from her bag.

"Don't worry sweetheart" Ningning smiled softly pulling off your underwear reveling your wet cunt "Well make you feel better".

"God you're so hot right now" Giselle grinned rubbing her fingers through your wet folds.

"Please" you whispered your body still shaking

"Use your words, please what? " Giselle taunted now rubbing her strap against you.

"Please fuck me" you whimpered feeling your cheeks burning.

"How could we say no to such a cute little slut" Giselle said while pushing her strap into you slowly.

"Gi- Giselle it's too bi- big" you cried out. "Your so tight, you still a fucking Virgin?" Giselle looked at you with genuine surprise on her face.

you got even more red not sure how to respond without embarrassing yourself.

"Gi gi don't make her feel bad!" Ningning told Giselle before looking back at you with a soft smile. "Don't worry baby, it's completely okay" she continued kissing you on the cheek.

"Fuck!" You moaned loudly as Giselle kept pushing her strap further into you while Ningning was holding your hand comforting you.

"Good she's taking me so good and she's so tight and pretty" Giselle purred while playing with your clit making you whine.

"I know,and these are so perfect" Ning smiled as her hands went back to your nipples.

Once Giselle finally managed to push the entire strap into you she started thrusting into you, it started small making you whine as her strap was now so far inside you.

"What do you think Ning, should I stay slow or fuck her like the slut she is?" The brunette looked over to the blonde

Ningning genuinely looked unsure for a few seconds bitting her lips so hard they started turning red. "Fuck she's too cute" she whispered before turning to face Giselle. "Fuck her as hard as you can" and Giselle needed nothing more to start pounding into you.

You were a complete mess at this point, your whole body was shaking, you were sweating, one of your hands was grabbing the sheets as hard as you possibly could whilst the other was holding Ningnings hand and your face was filled with tears. But to your friends Giselle and Ningning this was the prettiest you've ever been."I think I'm gonna come" you sobbed begging for release.

"Don't you dare come before I tell you you can" Giselle commended not slowing her thrusts.

"Come on sweetie I know you can take it" Ningning spoke softly before kissing your neck.

"Please let me come!!! Please!!! I can't take it anymore!!!" You sobbed loudly.

"Fine whore, come" Giselle said in a cold tone.

"Fuckkk" you moaned loudly as you came making a mess all over yourself and Giselle's strap.

"Baby you did so good" Ningning said and gave you a peck on the lips.

"Look at the mess you made!" Giselle said in angry tone while pulling up the strap from inside you showing you how wet it was. "Clean it." She commended as she shoved her strap into your face making you suck it clean.

"But look at her messy cunt!" Ningning exclaimed in shoke "she's so pretty but she made such a mess, how about I clean her up?" She said not waiting for an answer instead shoving her face into your already sensitive cunt causing you to come again in no time while Ningning made loud exaggerated hummus into you while saying how sweet you tasted.

[sh5]

portraits under the cut

[micamone]

hewwo

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Why are you running?

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[tomurakii]

I like bloodweave. Okay. But I DON'T like the version of them in fanfic where Astarion is a dick and Gale is like. Whining and pleading for him to be emotionally vulnerable (or just. Nice to him) prior to the relationship being established. Because that is just not accurate. Gale needs the player to express interest in him during his weave-teaching scene before he even considers hitting on them properly. Gale is entirely resigned to his fate and needs someone else to pull him away from it. Gale only starts being sweet and romantic and devoted after you accept his love confession and give him hope for the future. Gale says fuck all and then slinks away to cry privately if you break up with him.

Like he isn't chasing after people lmao. He isn't dropping to his knees and crying about anything much less this dickhead he met a week ago. He is overwhelmingly passive about literally everything personal to him up to and including his own death (provided there are no casualties/there is a good reason) until after the player expresses that they care about him. Astarion is not doing that in any of these fics.

Like Gale is friendly and a dork and doesn't wanna get murdered but he fully has a suicide plan. He thought the artefacts would help him survive but he didn't believe he'd ever truly live again. If Gale confessed and Astarion said/did like one (1) mean thing afterward Gale's romance is closed off forever. He's wandering into the forest to cry. He's killing himself immediately. His fragile ego and self worth can't take it. You have to understand that when we joke about him being pathetic it's not bc he's like. Sopping wet and chasing people down and begging for a scrap of attention. It's because he craves affection but would literally rather die than ask or even hope for it until someone else forces that hope back into his serotonin-deficient tadpole brain.

[manglw]

guh just finished playing dsaf 3 i am. mentally unwell

[lemonberry-soda]

Do you ever think about the fact that Ted is hypersexual due to his childhood/teenage traumas or is that just me?

Like not only did he associate losing his first love forever with not being douchebaggy enough, but he also experienced the Lumber Axe and survived. With how quickly Peter was about to be murdered for looking at Ted’s old magazine you KNOW Ted probably had to deal with narrow escape after narrow escape himself. Ted literally suppresses the memory of the Lumber Axe entirely until bringing Peter to camp reminds him, and he doesn’t even take Peter with him as he runs away. He is FUcked up.

My guy went for the cat lady who cut off his fingers because sex is inherently dangerous to him in his mind. He goes for the worst options on purpose because sex isn’t safe unless there’s risk, and he goes for the best options just to lose them on purpose so they don't leave him first, as many times as possible until he's single and lonely at the wedding reception. He’s a sleazeball as a coping mechanism, and he keeps dying for it. One single safe relationship would decimate this dude, and it also wouldn’t fix him. Therapy would do wonders if he actually accepted how messed up he is. And tbh, if TInky wasn’t around there might’ve been a chance for him to recover.

Anyway another reason this dweeb is doomed by the narrative and fucked up beyond belief

[sifs-right-eye]

Been rotating a self insert esque isekai story where the universe pulls someone from our world into isat to be the “help” that loop asked for post-game after complicated circumstances surrounding that persons death. Except they have no idea what’s going on bc that mf never communicates and are just fumbling around the entire time. Emotional support universe assigned random weirdo stranger who keeps talking about Netflix and TV’s.

[firefly464]

No I’m still not over the epilogue. Ashe came home. Got to spend one last day with her friends doing stupid shit for no reason other than it was fun. She’s finally going to school. For the first time in years she’s going to in person school. She spent a year trapped in her own mind and now she’s more free than she has been in so long.

William was able to fall backwards. And the ground was there beneath him. He felt the dirt under his nails and smiled up at the sky.

Vyncent is going to school as well, trying to figure out who he is. He’s lost everything time and time again, but it’s going to be ok because now his friends are here with him as he walks down that path.

Dakota was able to save the world. Aunt Alaska was able to save herself.

They’re going to be ok. They’ve gone through so much and lost things over and over but it’s going to be ok. Because they were able to save Ashe. Because William is alive.

They won’t forget everything they lost. That pain will stay with them forever.

But it’s going to be ok. It’s going to be ok

[johnnycrass]

lol my little sister tattooed this girl we went to highschool with (i don't remember her or many others at aallllll sorry i was trying to get in to art school so i had my nose down at my desk) and she has this horrible awful badly done cyber sigilism tattoo. my sister asked where she got it... and the artist is... the only male i've ever dated who is now a shitty cyber sigilism tattoo artist in brooklyn LOL

[kusuokisser]

oomf is slowly converting me to torisai.. like. yeah... youre right... they are total losers.... total losers in love.....yeah..

[yakny]

Knight Bobo, wearing some of the patterns I drew :D!

[silverselfshippingchaos]

the height difference between my bfs is so funny