#i’m exhausted from traveling and i barely did anything 😭

[wishchip106]

here’s everyone’s reminder of beach divorce

have a nice day 🤩🫶

[forzalando]

read to me

short and sweet lando + reading blurb for @coff33andb00ks 😊 i really, really hope you like it, viv! you know my thoughts on it already lol and i'm so sorry it's so short😭 please forgive me!!! summary: you finally have a day together after weeks away from home - lando suggests a day out, but all you want to do is read your new book. pairing: lando x fem!reader word count: 876 words tw: mild cursing

You loved traveling the world with Lando – discovering new favorites in every city, making memories across the globe. But sometimes, you wished that life could move a little slower.

Days like today are ones you cherished with all your heart. Both of you at home in your shared apartment, no plans or work or distractions. You woke up that morning before Lando, quietly slipping out of bed and tip-toeing to the kitchen to make a cup of whatever random tea bag you could find in the cupboard after a triple-header and no groceries.

The clock read 8:11am and you were positive that Lando wouldn’t be up for at least another hour given how exhausting the last few weeks have been. Rather than climb back in bed and potentially disturb him, you flopped onto the couch and weighed your options for entertainment.

Out of the corner of your eye you spotted a book that a friend had recommended to you that you’d ordered and forgotten to pack before leaving for Spain. You settled deeper into the couch, threw a blanket across your lap, and opened the book to the first page, immediately hooked by just the first line.

Enraptured with the words before you, you didn’t realize the time or hear Lando repeatedly calling your name from the bedroom. He trudged out into your living room to investigate and saw you snuggled into the couch, oblivious to all of your surroundings.

“Babe?” He spoke quietly, from directly behind you.

You screamed in shock – the book flying from your hands and landing on the floor with a loud thud.

“Why did you sneak up on me like that?!” You yelled, launching yourself up to grab your book from the floor before any of the pages got crinkled.

“I’ve been calling your name for the past five minutes! How long have you been awake?”

“What time is it?”

“Around 11am– I can’t believe I slept that long.”

Your eyes drifted to your mug, tea long forgotten and no longer steaming.

“Holy shit,” you mumbled. “I’ve been reading for almost 3 hours, I didn’t even realize.” You placed the book on the coffee table next to your mug, attempting to stall your thoughts about the last full chapter you read and turn your attention to Lando as he hopped down on the couch next to you.

“We finally have a whole day to ourselves – what are you in the mood for?” Lando questioned, moving to throw the blanket over himself and lay in between your legs with his head in your lap – his self-proclaimed favorite spot. “We could grab lunch at our favorite place, maybe ice cream after a walk on the beach, go rope some friends into a game of padel, anything you want, love.”

You mulled the options given over in your head while Lando looked up at you expectantly. You tried to think of other options to suggest to convince him you wanted to go out, but in all honesty, nothing sounded more appealing than staying inside, snuggling with your boyfriend, and finishing that damned book.

Your fingers carded through his curls, pretending to think long and hard about what activity you’d tackle together. Lando, always attuned to your emotions, noticed your hesitation and the quick glance you gave the coffee table.

“What if we stayed home, actually?” He offered, watching your eyes light up and a small smile grace your cheeks.

“Are you sure? We’ve barely done anything the past three weeks, if you want to go out, I’ll get ready!”

The feeling of your hands massaging his hair, your midsection providing the perfect pillow, and the giddy look on your face at the thought of more reading made answering you the easiest thing in the world.

“I’m so sure. All that matters to me is that I’m spending the day with you, and besides, I could do with a few hours of relaxation.”

You leaned down and kissed him softly in thanks – a contended sigh escaping his mouth when you then turned to kiss his cheek before returning to sitting upright.

“Will you read to me?” Lando murmured. “You know how much I love the sound of your voice.”

You smiled and bent over gently to grab your book, turning back to page one because how could you subject Lando to starting in the middle?

Within ten minutes, soft snores echoed throughout the room and Lando had wound his arms around your waist, nuzzling his cheek against your stomach. You smiled down at your overgrown cat of a boyfriend, gently tossing your book back over to the table so you’d have free hands.

One in his soft curls and the other resting between his shoulder blades. Nothing meant more to you than these moments – being close to him, complete relaxation, seeking comfort in one another.

You were content to sit and stare down at him for as long as he remained asleep. The straight slope of his nose, long lashes brushing against his cheekbones, how his lips parted slightly. Despite all the places you’d been, monuments and cities you’d seen, there wasn’t a sight more lovely than Lando Norris.

Reading would simply have to wait when your eyes could instead gaze upon someone so beautiful.  

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[katnissmellarkkk]

Katniss (or Peeta) is so tired they can't keep their eyes open, but they need to stay awake (for whatever reason). The other one tries to help them out. Bonus points if they get cuddly. ;)

Thank you!

P.S. This prompt is totally based on my experiences the past couple of days, lol.

I’m sorry if this isn’t exactly what you wanted but this is what came when I started? 😭😭😭 I hope it’s okay.

“Katniss,” Peeta murmurs, a stern edge creeping into his tone. His hand trails beneath my shirt and his cold fingers splay across my stomach, causing me to jump in surprise at the contact.

“Peeta,” I complain, rolling onto my side, making it so my cheek is resting against his legs.

His hand runs up and down my side now, partially caressing me, partially attempting to keep me awake. “You need to stay awake,” he reminds me gently now.

“I’m fine,” I insist, my lids feeling heavier and heavier by the second.

“You fell out of a tree today, my love,” he deadpans and I roll my eyes even though he can’t see it.

“Really? I can’t remember?” I feign, sitting up somewhat begrudgingly and turning once again to face him.

And even though I’m an awful actress and even though that was a thinly disguised joke, he still shoots me a dirty look. “That’s not funny, Katniss.”

“Oh come on.”

“You hit your head really hard,” he still emphasizes and I can’t pretend it isn’t sweet that he’s so concerned for me. Even though it’s that very concern that is holding me back from sleep at the moment.

So instead of telling him I know my name, our district, our entire history, I can see how many fingers he’s holding up, I can walk a straight enough line, I’m well aware that he’s my husband and we toasted two and a half years ago in front of this very hearth, as I did hours ago, I reach out and caress his cheek lightly now.

“I really am fine, sweetheart,” I promise, my eyes softening as he turns and kisses the palm of my hand.

But apparently he’s still going to be difficult. “I’m not going to believe that until your mother confirms it.”

I sigh — intentionally loud — but don’t say anything else. There’s nothing else I really can say. He has a point, I did fall from an old oak today when a branch collapsed beneath my feet. I did hit my head, though I’d say not as hard as he seems to have imagined. And I do have a headache now as proof of the event.

And I know if it were reversed, I’d feel the same way. I’d be just as stubborn and unyielding about Peeta getting checked out, refusing to take his word at face value. Especially with the huge knot I now am sporting on the back of my head.

But my mother lives so far away and even jumping on a train as quickly as she could, it’s still been hours upon hours of waiting for her to arrive and I’m exhausted. I’m so tired I can barely keep my eyes open.

Evidently Peeta sees this as well. “Come here,” he whispers abruptly, leading me by hand to climb onto his lap, straddling his thighs now.

My forehead naturally finds his, as my heavy lids fall shut once again. I rest right there for a brief second, just before being caught off-guard once again by my husband. This time with his lips. Pressed against my neck in an open-mouthed kiss.

“Peeta,” I say in a voice I would have found embarrassing years ago. It’s still too high-pitched and reminiscent of a schoolgirl for me to acknowledge in the afterglow. Even when he teases me about it. “Peeta, what are you doing?” I murmur, knowing very well what he’s doing.

Distracting me. In the way he always does. At this point, it’s probably his favorite hobby.

His hand travels down to my pants, opening the button effortlessly. “I thought I’d help keep you awake,” he explains with a sly grin as his mouth moves towards mine, capturing my lips with his own.

I can’t help but laugh against his kiss though. “Sex is the only way you could think of to keep me awake? Really, Peeta?”

“Oh, would you like me to stop?” He challenges, dropping his hands from my hips altogether now.

“No,” I say in a tone that sounds rather offended. I pick up his hands and put them back where they belong, feeling more awake and alert than I have been in the last two hours.

Of course that’s the moment my mother shows up. Her arrival announced by a worried knock on the door and I know our alone time is effectively over.

Peeta somehow finds this funny too, as signified by his smile while zipping up and re-buttoning my pants. Or maybe he’s just smirking at my pout.

He slides out from beneath me, heading towards the door when I run after him, having to make sure he knows we weren’t done. “Later,” I murmur quietly before passing in front of him to greet my mother on the other side of the door.

“If you’re okay,” he stipulates, but I see the same eagerness to his eyes that I know are in mine.

“Later,” I repeat and earn a playful swat on the backside.

“Later,” he agrees before unlocking the door and pulling it open.

And becoming unnaturally formal. “Hello, Mrs. Everdeen. How are you?”

[stargazer-balladeer]

😌 ATTACK!

Damn it! Life can be so cruel. Was it not enough for Aether to lose his sister? Did he really have to his lose his lover,too? After finding out that his sister was working with the abyss, Lily was there to try and make sense of it all. She held him as he cried and yelled out frustrations.

Her arms being wrapped around his waist helped to ground him. Aether allowed himself to relax in her hold. The traveler didn't realize how much he depended on his fiance to keep going,until she wasn't there with him anymore.

He's been searching for Lily for days. Her disappearance driving Aether half insane. Each night that passes without his star sleeping peacefully beside him, hurts his very being. Aether remembers seeing Lily for the first time. Feeling as if the world gave him a temporary home. She felt welcoming and warm, bright and comforting. The young man promised his heart stopped for a moment.

It took all his courage to say "hello" to the girl. Only for him to get nervous and say a dorky " How do you do?" Instead. She laughed,but at least she didn't leave. His throat begins to strain with the feeling of a knot forming. " Where did you go?! Please- Lily! Come back!" He blondes voice breaking with emotions he couldn't place. " How could this happen?" He whispers to himself. " What if she's hurt? Begging for someone to save her? What if she was taken by the abyss, the Fatui? horrible thoughts claw at his mind relentlessly. Crouching to the grassy ground beneath him in exhaustion.

Searching. Searching for days and no sign of her. Aether even asked Venti to help look for her, but the bard didn't find anything at all. That only caused Venti sadness, worry and another reason to drink.

" THIS DOESN'T MAKE ANY FUCKING SENSE!" He punches the ground with tears clouding his vision. " How can you be with me one day and completely disappear the next?" Stress of his commissions, his wayward sister, trying to return home and his missing lover, all becoming too much for Aether to bare.

"Can't I keep at least one precious thing? Please? " He whimpered. Aether's golden eyes staring at his ring that matches your own. Not being able to control his emotions,Aether lies on his back, in the grass and cries. " To think that I practiced all those hours to dance a waltz with you, just for life to take you from me."

Aether slowly falling asleep from his exhausted state, stares into the gray sky. Making a promise to find you. Rather it be a week from now or five years down the line. He can't quite his search. He promised to your husband one day. "Star, please. Please. I need you. I love you. I miss you. I'm not sure how far I'll get without you to help me along the way." He sobs freely without anyone to see him.

" Traveler?" Someone calls out to him,but he doesn't care, and Archons know he's too tired to see who it is while being half asleep with a migraine. " Traveler, are you hurt?" The voice calls out again. " Oh? Master Diluc? Why are you here?" Aether barely managed to ask. Diluc disregards his question and begins to carry the mess of an honorary knight. " I'm taking you back to mondstadt. You've clearly been pushing yourself too hard." Diluc says in a firm manner.

"But, I- I have to f-find my wife." "Aether, you can't do a thing like this. I would never try and stop you from finding the woman you love, but what would she think seeing you like this? Surely it would break her heart." "But she-" "No more debating. You're getting rest." Everyone is worried for her, Jean, Amber, Kaeya and the bards been so sad he's been singing less and drinking more. You don't have to go through this alone." Aether allowed himself to cry into back of his older friend. Some of the stress falling off his body and helping him to relax. "Thank you, Diluc." Was all the knight could bring himself to say before passing out against his back.

Listen. I just woke up early for my school. And i’m already crying 🥲🥲🥲

WHY

WHY DID YOU HAVE TO TORTURE MY BB LIKE THIS 😭😭😭

On a side note,, that was a good fic 👏 i enjoyed it hehe KANSKSNSH