heyyy!!!
could i request lando x reader angst with some fluff? where the reader is stressed with exams (exam season just started for me😰) and lando just helps her get through it and comforts her during the sleepless nights.
i absolutely love your work, especially the secrets series!🧡
exam szn is invading my personal space rn too i cannot think about it without wanting to cry hehe. hope this meets ur expectations and sorry it took so long to respond <3
warnings: none, just fluff :)
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TAKE A BREAK - LN
y/n was always going to be the most beautiful woman that lando had ever seen, even now, as she sat slumped over her laptop, pen tucked into her bun and dark circles under her eyes, highlighted by the dull orange of her desk lamp in an otherwise dark room.
this was not a new situation for lando to find his girlfriend in - he’d seen her at her worst when she had been revising for her final exams years ago, whilst he was busy with his driving career. but this past week, he’d barely spent time with her, besides seeing her setting up her desk before he left in the morning, and eating a rushed dinner before she went straight back to studying. y/n was bound to crash soon, her body and mind overworked and over tired, but her resistance was strong. lando missed his girlfriend. yes, she was physically in the same apartment as him, but mentally she was so far away, completely unreachable to the outside world.
“hey,” he announced, leaning against the door frame. she mumbled a quick hello in response, not even looking away from the glowing screen in front of her.
“y/n?” he tried to get her attention again, still with a mumbled response. he pushed his body from where he was leaning, walking slowly over to rest on the back of her desk chair, his head lowering to press a kiss to the top of her head, “come to bed, angel.”
“i will in a minute,” she said, finally breaking her stare at her computer, leaning back to look at him. he finally got a good look at her face. she was still beautiful, but she was tired. she was pale, her eyes red from the strain and constant fight against exhaustion.
“no baby, you said that last night and crawled into bed 3 hours later.”
“i said i was sorry for waking you up,” she said sadly, her shoulders tensing, the shift to her posture causing her muscles to move for the first time in hours.
“i don’t care about you waking me up, i care about you clearly struggling. you need to take a break, angel,” he said, his tone harsh even when he tried to be as nice as possible.
“im fine, lan, i promise. ill come to bed in 10 minutes.”
“y/n,” he warned, no longer caring about his tone, “when was the last time you showered?” he added, out of genuine concern, however she did not take it in that way.
“what? why? do i smell?” she asked, raising her arm to sniff herself, lando physically restrained himself from laughing. she didn’t smell, but her hair was slightly greasy, purely from the amount of times she ran her hands through her hair out of frustration, or kept her head propped up, using her arm as support.
“y/n,” he says, using her full name, “you are going to shut your computer down, have a shower, and then go to bed. you can keep studying tomorrow but tonight, i want to spend time with my girlfriend before i have to leave the country again.”
she was reluctant to oblige, but she knew she’d been neglecting him in favour of studying. she did this every time she had an important essay due, or upcoming exams - her brain became laser focused to the extent of forgetting to look after herself and those around her, the deadline approaching only adding to the pressure. she closed her laptop, and stood, stretching her legs out in the process, not realising they had gone numb from sitting down for hours.
lando took to standing behind her, hands on her waist as he guided her into their bathroom. as he switched on the light, her eyes squeezed shut and a groan fell from her lips at the shock of the brightness.
“has that light always been so fucking bright?” she groaned, as lando laughed quietly, moving around her to set the shower up.
“that’s what happens when you sit in a dark hole for hours angel. when was the last time you left that room,” he asked, his hand under the water testing the temperature.
“erm, when we had dinner?”
“babe that was 6 hours ago,” he replied with a sigh, checking the time on his watch, “the showers warm enough now. get in. i’ll be in the other room.”
“you’re not showering with me?” she asked sadly. his eyes perked up at the thought of spending intimate time with her.
5 minutes later, they were both stood under the water, his hands massaging shampoo on her scalp. the warm water has loosened her muscles, and the feeling of lando’s hands on her bringing her back to a full sense of reality. she turned to face him, looking in his eyes as the water cleared the shampoo from her hair.
“im sorry,” she told him.
“you don’t need to be, angel. i just wish you’d take better care of yourself. i hate seeing you like this.”
“i know i just..” she said, before taking a deep breath, “i just need to pass this exam and then i’ll be back to normal, i promise.”
“y/n, you are the most intelligent person i know. there is no way you need to destroy yourself for the sake of an exam,” he replied, his hands moving to cup her jaw. she hoped the shower would mask the tears welling in her eyes. she couldn’t tell if the tears were from the kind hearted words or from the sheer stress she’d been bottling up. either way, lando could read her like a book.
he lowered his head, pulling her face closer to his, before pressing a kiss to her forehead and each cheek, and then moving to press a short but sweet his to her lips.
“i just don’t want to mess this up,” she said through tears, “ive worked so hard to get to where i am right now, i can’t afford a set back. i can’t mess this up, and i can’t think about correlation coefficients any longer without wanting to rip my hair out.”
“and you won’t mess it up,” he replies, choosing to ignore the words he doesn’t understand, marvelling at her ignorance to her own intelligence, “taking a break every now and again, looking after yourself, is not going to set you back or destroy your progress. you can’t keep going like this - the stress and the way you overwork yourself is going to set you back further than taking the evening off will, angel.”
“i just need to pas-”
“no, you need to take a step back. give yourself a break.”
“i know, i jus-”
“stop arguing with me or i’ll throw that damn laptop out of the window,” he said, interrupting her and crossing his arms over his chest.
“please don’t, i can’t afford a new one,” she joked, and lando smiled at hearing her laughing for the first time in weeks.
“i’ll buy you a new one,” he replied, pressing another kiss to her lips, “right, turn around i need to do the conditioner now.”
lando didn’t let y/n move another finger all night. he had wrapped her in a towel and sat her down on the toilet lid whilst he brought her in a cup of tea. he helped her climb into her pyjamas, and then sat her down between his legs as he dried her hair. they had crawled into bed afterwards, his arms reaching out to pull her to lay on his chest.
“thank you,” she mumbled against his neck, her eyes already closed out of exhaustion.
“don’t thank me,” he replied, tilting his head to kiss her forehead, “just promise me you’ll start taking care of yourself.”
“i promise,” she said, raising her pinky finger to interlock with his.
“tomorrow, you start taking an hour break for every two hours of work you do. and please, go outside, get some fresh air,” he said, pleading with her.
“half an hour,” she debated with him.
“an hour. end of,” he said, his decision final, “or, that laptop really is going.”
“you would never,” she replied, jokingly gasping at him.
“you wanna bet?”
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MEDIA MANAGEMENT — JACK HUGHES (23-24 SZN PART 8)
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y/ndevils00 well, we tried!
devils lose 3-4 against the kitties tonight, giving us 1-1-1 so far in the season…. i guess the guys just wanted to even it out as soon as possible 🤷♀️
uncle haula-way opened up the penalties with a minor for hooking in the first period! and we ended that period scoreless and down by deux.
it ended up being a pretty uneventful second period until the kittens brought it up to 3-0, followed up directly by TWO tripping penalties made by swiss alps. he’s been thoroughly punished by not only being benched in the third by lindy, but also by me.
third period was OUR period! captain swiss and the ratty cat got into a kerscuffle, which landed them both in the slut box. and despite the fact that the old bat benched my bestie for the restie number 2, we got THREE goals and nearly tied up the game! but we didn’t, so it’s kind of a moot point.
p.s. Dmitry Kulikov, count your days, bitch 🫵🔪
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jackhughes dove, you can’t OPENLY threaten players
y/ndevils00 oh. why not?
jackhughes because you could lose your job??
y/ndevils00 but.. i can still threaten them in their dm’s, right?
jackhughes no?? HAVE YOU BEEN DOING THAT?!
y/ndevils00 i feel like i should be saying no
jackhughes oh my god
nicohischier we need to do some damage control
jackhughes @/nicohischier already on it
y/ndevils00 did i do an oopsie? ☹️
jackhughes it’s okay, love. just don’t do it again, please?
dawson1417 you threatened him? for ME?! i feel so loved 🥰
y/ndevils00 AND I’D DO IT AGAIN! nobody trips my bestie but me!
dawson1417 YEAH!
dawson1417 wait what?
nicohischier you still worked the word “slut” in there but it wasn’t to describe me, so i’ll take it
y/ndevils00 i did that just to appease you, my favorite little whore 🫶
nicohischier there it is
user06 i say, let y/n threaten players!
y/ndevils00 THANK YOU! i second this!
jackhughes no
y/ndevils00 :(
nicohischier did you just call coach Ruff an “old bat” ?
y/ndevils00 yeah, and what about it?
nicohischier i-
y/ndevils00 am i WRONG??
nicohischier i’m not going to answer that
y/ndevils00 well then i know your answer! your secret is safe with me 🤫
nicohischier i DIDN’T answer??
y/ndevils00 no, but i know what it would’ve been. we have the same mind
nicohischier i strongly disagree with that
john.marino97 i didn’t get a do better tonight. are you feeling okay?
y/ndevils00 can’t talk, i’m in johnny defense mode
john.marino97 you’re in what?? what are you doing?
y/ndevils00 writing an essay
john.marino97 i’m kind of afraid to ask, but about what?
y/ndevils00 how well you were playing tonight and how you didn’t deserve to be benched
john.marino97 oh? okay? and what do you plan to do with this essay?
y/ndevils00 i just emailed it to the old man
john.marino97 you emailed it to your dad?
y/ndevils00 i thought you were supposed to be smart…
john.marino97 oh god, you sent it to lindy
y/ndevils00 i sent it to lindy!
user93 y/n may be marino’s biggest problem but she’s also his biggest defender
tmeier96 i thought the benching was bad… i think you’re gonna be in my nightmares
y/ndevils00 good. i hope that’ll remind you to behave!
tmeier96 @/jackhughes help me please
jackhughes dude, idk what you want ME to do. i can’t control her, all i can do is hope she never gets arrested
y/ndevils00 @/jackhughes i would never get arrested! the cops would have to catch me and they couldn’t do that
lhughes_06 y/n, you got winded walking up 6 steps. all the cops would have to do is WALK after you
jackhughes @/lhughes_06 if they tell her they have gum, she’ll come willingly
y/ndevils00 @/jackhughes gum AND handcuffs? i’m sold!
jackhughes you know you’d be put INTO the handcuffs, right? you don’t get to just have them
y/ndevils00 @/jackhughes oh i know 🤭
jackhughes i think we have a lot to discuss tonight
jackhughes we also need to talk about what you should and shouldn’t be putting on the internet
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when the stress of your college assignments get too much, abby makes it all better.
🎀 random little smutty drabble for my babes who r stressed abt assignment szn😣
it started off with you crying, breaking down as soon as you got into her dorm. she was so fast to pick you up, letting your legs wrap around her waist with furrowed brows — concern overtaking her as she bounced you a little, rubbing your back.
“gotta talk to me, pretty girl. what happened?” her voice is low and comforting and it makes your chest hurt.
“got so much work to do n’i don’t even — i don’t know where to start. my head is a mess from my other assignments.” you hiccup into her, arms wound tightly around her neck silently begging her not to let go. she was still in her uniform from her basketball practise, having only arrived back at her dorm not long ago. “and— and i don’t understand any of my essay questions they’re all so long and confusing. m’just so stressed.” you wail, and she’s never seen you wound up like this before.
“okay, okay.” she cooes soothingly, slowly lowering the two of you down so you’re sat on her lap as she perched on the bed. “i can try and help you with your work later baby. but right now you gotta breathe for me, yeah?”
once she’s calmed you, fed you, and managed to get you to relax ever so slightly — the real therapy kicks in. she knows what you need, you need stress relief. you need a factory reset, where you get to clear your mind completely, so that you could go back to doing work as a fresh start. abby needed to quiet all the thoughts, just for a little while.
that’s how you ended up laying back against her chest, her lips pressing soft kisses to you shoulder— your bottom half completely bare, legs spread wide over hers. your cunt is soaked, and she’s slowly rubbing circles over your clit. not rushing you to cum, just slowly applying pressure — getting you to the fucked out, dumb space in your head.
“thats it.” she whispered, dropping a kiss to your temple proudly. you whined, still some fight left in you as it was hard to shake the stress this time.
“c—ant, wastin’ time… need to— mmhgm — need to do work.” you pant, throat hoarse from straining out moans as she worked them out of you.
“shh, shh, shh.” abby hushed, her middle finger dipping down to press onto your welcoming hole. it tensed and flexed around just the pad of her finger, giving her the signal to ease it in. “no thinking, baby. don’t need to do all that. i’m right here.”
she pressed up against something soft and devastating, your thighs twitching upwards as you let out a little cry, face wet once again from tears.
“there it is.” she confirmed with a small smile, thumb reaching up with each reach of her finger, brushing against your bundle of nerves. you felt the bad thoughts slip away as abby massaged your insides, so soaked that it could be heard sliding in and out. “my best girl, taking what i give you.” she spoke against your cheekbone, her hot breath making your skin bloom with warmth. “who’s my good girl? tell me.” she whispered even quieter.
“m’trying t’be.” you shake, barely coherent.
“no, you are. say it. who’s my good girl?” she was stern, but not strict or intimidating, aware of how vulnerable you were to your own emotions in that moment.
“me.” you whimpered, as if it took everything to admit.
“yeah.” you felt her nod right up beside your face, sliding in another finger making your tummy tense up. she didn’t mention it, just slid her free hand across your stomach, rubbing it soothingly to get you to relax. “my good girl, and my smart girl. and my brave girl, and my pretty girl.” she dropped a kiss to the fat of your cheek with each nickname, the pace of her fingers speeding up ever so slightly.
“abb— abby.” you mewled, and you didn’t quite know why — but she seemed to know what you needed. the hand on your stomach slid up, cupping your cheek and urging you to look at her. remind you that she’s there.
“there you go. there’s that pretty face.” her breath was warm and comforting on your face, making your eyelashes flutter. “gonna cum soon, aren’t you? gonna be so proud of you baby, always am.” she was saying just about anything now, and it was working— abby’s eyes trained on the way your eyes glazed over with a fresh batch of tears and your brows furrowed. she leant in so her lips were grazing yours as she continued to finger fuck you. “take it baby. you can have it, sweet girl.”
and you did, gushing over her fingers. abby always knew how to take the stress away.
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