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csainzoperator · 6 months

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yummy: LN4 ☆

summary: y/n is a chef in the mclaren hospitality who is famous for her fabulous recipies. everyone is head over heels for her recipies, and a certain someone is most definitely more than head over heels. but not just for the food.

(lando norris x fem!reader)

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itsmey/n has posted!

another day at work! for the british gp, their special "sticky toffee pudding" was a success :)

tagged: landonorris and oscarpiastri

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landonorris it was so yum (she fed us the so called desert forcefully after giving us a 4 course meal)

- oscarpiastri you're such an ungrateful brat. it was great, bestie itsmey/n

- itsmey/n thank you pastry, and lando...i might leave you to starve to death.

lewishamilton i would kill for a pudding rn! you should drop by merc hospitality y/n!

- mclaren look at you trying to steal our goddamn chef....

f1wagsss oh my god you're so pretty

landonorris has posted!

P2 AT HOME RACE BABY!! so proud of the team to be finishing at P2 and P4. also special thanks to y/n for feeding us well :)

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landonorizz are we gonn ignore the fact that y/n just made it to a lando post???

lechaaair OH Y/N FEEDS US TOO. SHE SERVES ALL THE DAMN TIME. MOTHER 🙏🏼🙏🏼

itsmey/n its literally my job tho...?

- oscarpiastri some people are bad at their job. he's appreciating you for being good. (lando you fr have no rizz man)

carlaando lando are you trynna make a move GN

- landonowinss BROS PROBABLY REGRETTING RN 💀

(time skip!)

it was the hungarian gp. you were in the mclaren hospitality. the mclaren kitchen was quite big, and your co-workers were extremely sweet. you mainly cooked for the drivers and mechanics, while guiding the others. you were tasting a dish when you feel a presence behind you. you immediately recognise who it is.

"what is it now, lando?" you ask with a knowing smile on your face. he sits down on the counter beside you and watches you as you work. "i was wondering if you would like to, maybe, just maybe, come outside with me and sit down and talk and get some food you know?" he blabbers

"are you asking me out on a date?" you tease him. "well, yeah. only if you want it to be. its okay if you say no" he says with a sad smile on his face. you cup his face with one of your hands and give his cheeks a squeeze. "ofcourse i'll come, dumbass. now shoo, let me work. you're too distracting"

the smug smile he has on his face makes you blush. "so i am distracting huh? what else am i? you can give me details when we go on that date" he winks at you and walks off. you just simply shake your head in amusement.

the date goes well. to be honest, more than well. you both have the most fun ever. lando is everything that you craved. he was the sweetest boy. day by day, meal by meal, both of you started talking more, discovering each other. one fine night, in his apartment in london, where you taught him how to bake his favourite cake, he surprises you by asking you to be his girlfriend. you say yes without hesitation. you knew he wasn't going to play around with your heart.

it was the brazilian gp. lando had placed P2 again! you were the proudest girlfriend to exist, and the happiest. you were just so incredibly proud as he was doing so good this year.

itsmey/n has posted!

brazil you were brilliiianttt <3 liked by oscarpiastri, mclaren, landonorris and 92,233 others.

f1wags HOLD UP. SOFT LAUNCHING????

oscarpiastri yuck i hate being around the hospitality now.

landonorris 🌟

- carlandodod PLS IM NOT OK WHAT DOES THIS MEAN.

- leclercvc oh. my. god. guys. i think its lando and y/n.

f1gosssip apparently some people saw looking for his "girlfriend" after the race, and some people even saw him kissing a girl in the mclaren garage! we hope its y/n 😫

y/nfannn MOTHER WHO IS THAT

landonorris has posted!

brazil with bae. thank you team for making the P2 happen! more to come.

p.s i don't believe in soft launches. she let me hard launch after 8 races 🖐🏼

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oscarpiastri GAG

carlandooo MAMA Y PAPA

carlossainz55 finally mate! congrats :)

maxverstappen1 lando isn't a kid anymore

f1wags OFFICIALLY OUR FAV WAG (with lily obv)

itsmey/n i love you, baby! super proud <3

- landonorris i love YOU. so much. so much.

paddockclubb 8 RACES?? HOW LONG HAS THIS BEEN GOING ON OMG

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#f1 #f1 fanfic #f1 imagine #f1 x reader #formula 1 #carlos sainz x reader #f1 instagram au #fanfiction #charles leclerc #carlos sainz #lando norris #lando norris x reader #lando norris x you #formula one #instagram au #fanfic

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riverofrainbows · 2 years

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I think i am slightly happier

#trauma healing really do be working miracles you never thought were possible huh #also about the same time my neck muscles started coming back to life like i am constantly sore bc they have decided to participate again #after 5 years #quite incredible feeling like this is what it feels like to have your head securely attached on your neck?#i feel like the trauma healing and body recovery milestones tend to fall together #which might be possible bc my body issues are in large parts bc of physical trauma and the related nervous system mayhem #so anyways big steps rn #tag writing to sort the thoughts striking again i just realised that for the last week's I've been thinking about how i currently do many #things babies/toddlers learn such as lifting my head while laying down and processing my emotions and developing a sense of identity #anyways #tag ramble #own post #also i created a master playlist of all the songs i like (except those that require a specific sad mood to be good or else might make me #sad)#and its really good

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merrybloomwrites · 2 months

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A Podcast Love Story

Summary: The story of Shayne & Y/N, as told through a series of podcasts

AN: This story was inspired by a request from someone that tumblr isn't letting me tag, so that's dumb lol

Also, I tried to follow the actual timeline of when these podcasts were posted but I did take some creative liberty, so some things might not match up with when the were really posted irl

Wordcount: 3.4K

CW: very light mention of smut, talk about pregnancy

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SmoshCast #75 – How Shayne and Courtney Feel About Being Shipped Together

Dating someone who’s in the public eye was not entirely unexpected. You live in Los Angeles after all. When you and Shayne started dating in 2019 you decided to keep it a secret for a while. Neither of you were ready to share your relationship with the Smosh viewers yet.

This became more difficult when you decided to quarantine together in 2020 during the pandemic. Two weeks after he returned from Australia, when you were sure that neither of you had Covid, you packed your necessities and headed to Shayne’s. It was nice being together, but it did get complicated when he needed to film videos.

Sometimes you would go for a walk while he was filming. Other times you would hide in the other room. He’d triple check all his footage before submitting it to make sure you, and any of your belongings, weren’t in frame.

One day, a few months in, he and Courtney are recording an episode of the SmoshCast. He sets up at the small dining table in the corner of the living room. You’re on the couch, meaning you can’t be seen on the camera, but you are in Shayne’s view. It might not have been the smartest decision since you’re now stuck there for the entire time they record, but you have a book and a snack, so you get cozy.

You can only hear Shayne’s side of the conversation, so you’re not fully paying attention. That is, until you hear Shayne say, “If we so much as say hi to each other, Shartney fans poop themselves.” The mention of this ship between him and his castmate has you more focused on the conversation. Not because you’re jealous, because that would be ridiculous, but because all of you find it quite funny how hard the two of them are shipped.

He can’t stop looking over to you for the entire ten-minute segment. It’s subtle, but there’s definitely a connection between the two of you. It’s obvious that he’s reassuring you that there’s nothing to worry about. You especially like when he says, “You can ship me with anything. Ship me with bananas.” And you nearly lose it when he says, “I am begging you, please, make a ship edit of me and Kathy Bates.”

They continue to talk and the conversation steers towards how fans make assumptions based on what they see in videos. Shayne brings up how people were concerned about him for a few weeks at the beginning of quarantine. He starts to explain, “I was very quiet in those early podcasts, but the reason was, one, I was not getting enough sleep. I kept staying up late,” here he looks at you before quickly saying, “playing video games.” You again struggle to keep quiet, knowing that was not the truth. Unless “playing video games” has now become code for “having intimate moments with my girlfriend”.

He continues to talk about how his setup for recording was less than ideal and finishes by saying, “I wasn’t sad at all, I was actually having great days.” Again, you share a quick look, showing that you agree with him about how wonderful it’s been since you started living together.

They wrap up the podcast a little while later and Shayne is officially done with work for the day.

“Playing video games, huh?” you say teasingly.

“Oh yea, totally a pro gamer now,” he replies.

“You think so?” you say with a laugh.

“I mean, I could always use more practice,” he answers as he lifts you from the couch, carrying you to the bedroom.

SmoshCast #85 – American Horror Story: Adulting

A few months later and things are looking better in the world. This means a return to the office for everyone. You’d landed a job at Smosh, working in post-production, so now you and Shayne work together. You were nervous about being around each other all the time, but luckily there’s still a fair amount of the day when you’re apart. Shayne is often filming or in meetings or busy writing, and you spend most of the time at your desk working on the next video.

But sometimes, you get a break to see him. Shayne, Damien, and Coutney are filming a new SmoshCast episode, and you sneak in to watch from the back. The theme is “Adulting”, and they somehow start by talking about how they interact with the younger generation. You can’t help but smile as Shayne talks about his niece, endeared by the relationship he has with her. He also mentions grandchildren, which makes your imagination run away thinking about your future together.

You stay for a little while and just watch your boyfriend. He’s not saying anything crazy, or doing anything special, but you love listening to him give advice. You also love how attentive he is to his friends, how closely he listens to everything they say. When you do go back to your desk you take a moment to think about how lucky you are that this man, with a solid head on his shoulders and more emotional maturity than you’ve ever seen before, is your other half.

Smosh Mouth #5 – Shayne and Y/N Share Their Love Story

“Welcome back to Smosh Mouth, I’m Shayne.”

“And I’m Amanda.”

“And today we have a very special guest. We have my lovely wife, Y/N Topp,” Shayne says, smiling at you as he finished the introduction.

“Hello everyone,” you say into the microphone.

It’s weird being in front of the camera. It’s only happened a few times in the years that you’ve been with Shayne. Even though you also work at Smosh, you’re always behind the scenes. You’ve only really been in videos that highlight the crew, so the focus has rarely been on you.

But today you’re finally sitting down to do a podcast for the channel. They’d just revived the podcast after a nearly three-year hiatus.

So much has happened in your personal life since then. At the time that SmoshCast was airing, your relationship with Shayne was fairly new, and you weren’t ready to share it yet. Within a year of that last episode going live, you two had gotten engaged. This led to you guys getting married, and as of 22 weeks ago, you being pregnant with your first child.

“Well, I for one am very excited to have you here today,” Amanda says. “I cannot wait to grill you on every last detail of your relationship.” You all laugh at that, knowing that while you’re sharing more personal information than you ever have before, no one is going to push you or Shayne too much.

“So,” Amanda continues. “Tell me, how did you meet?”

You look to Shayne, encouraging him to start the story.

“We met in 2019,” he begins. “Someone had recommended a book to me, so I was at the library to pick it up. While I was looking through the shelf Y/N came over and started looking through the section as well. We kind of started at opposite ends and moved to meet in the middle. Turns out we were both looking for the same book.”

“No you were not!” Amanda interjects.

“We really were,” you say to confirm. “We basically have the most cliché meet-cute story.”

“Ya, no kidding! So, what happened next?” she asks.

“Well, I had picked up the book first and noticed Y/N glance at it. So we started talking and I told her she should take the book first and I’d read it when she’s done.”

“And then he very smoothly said he could give me his number so I could tell him when I was returning the book,” you add.

“Look at you,” Amanda says. “Making the bold moves.”

“I had to give it a try,” Shayne says with a laugh.

“And it worked. I texted him a couple weeks later, the day before I returned the book.”

“I didn’t have her number,” Shayne says. “And I was kicking myself for not getting it because waiting to hear from her was pretty torturous I’m not gonna lie. So as soon as she texted about the book I asked her on a date.”

“Which actually shocked me at first. I really though he only was interested in the book.”

“Did you know who he was?” Amanda asks. “Like, had you watched Smosh or seen him on TV before you met?”

“I did know who he was. I had just started watching Smosh, so I recognized him but really didn’t know much about him.”

“Did you start watching old videos and try to get to know more about him after you met? Or after he asked you out?”

“I tried not to. I wanted to get to know him naturally, not through videos online. But there was a video posted after he asked me out but before our date called ‘Why We’re Bad at Dating’ and I couldn’t resist. And I truly think it helped us hit it off on that first date.”

“How so?” Amanda inquires.

Shayne takes that question, saying, “In the episode I talked about what I do on dates that kind of lead to there not being a second date. And Y/N/N called me out on that.”

You chime in, adding, “He said he puts on a ‘CW’ version of himself. I told him not to do that. And I admitted to being just as anxious about the date as he was so we should just forget the pressure and hang out and get to know each other.”

“Well, that’s adorable,” Amanda says. “So obviously you started dating and kept dating. When did you take the next step?”

Shayne takes this question and says, “I asked her to be my girlfriend a couple months later. And then we moved in together shortly after the start of the pandemic. Which was slightly challenging when it came to filming at home for Smosh since we wanted to keep the relationship a secret for a while.”

“Yea, how in the world did you make that work?”

“We were very, very careful,” you say. “I definitely hid in the bathroom more than once to stay out of frame.” At this you all laugh, and you add, “Totally worth it, though.”

“Ok, next juicy question. Shayne, how did you propose?”

“So, I hired a sky writer,” he says before laughing and continuing, “No, just kidding. We’d been dating for a year and a half, living together for almost a year at the time. We rented a cabin in Colorado for a few days and on the second day we went on a hike. Packed a picnic, did the whole thing. And I uh, I proposed at the top of the mountain.”

“You guys are literally a romcom,” Amanda quips.

“Would a romcom do a hike proposal? I feel like they’re always at fancy restaurant or the beach. Or like, yelling ‘Will you marry me?’ As the girl walks away down a street in the pouring rain,” you say.

“Oh, a hike proposal is very Lifetime or Hallmark.”

“Good point, it’s totally been in at least one of those movies.”

“Did you like that it was on a hike?” Amanda asks.

“Yea, Y/N/N, did you like it?” Shayne says, pretending to be truly concerned and worried about your answer.

“Hated it,” you say jokingly. “No, honestly, I loved it. Shayne and I always bonded over how much we love nature, so it was perfect for us. I can’t imagine it being any other way. I know a lot of girls want to make sure their nails are done so they get that perfect ring picture, which totally fine, not judging at all. But it definitely felt right that I literally had dirt under my nails and scrapes on my palms from slipping up the hill. Much more authentic that way.”

“And the wedding, anything you want to share about it?” Amanda asks.

“We actually got married in New Mexico,” you say. “It was the central spot for both our families. It was last April, so, beautiful weather during the day. And we lucked out that the temperature didn’t drop too much at night.”

“Very nice,” Amanda replies. “Shayne, anything to add?”

“We kept it pretty small, just family, and close friends. I feel like it was a very typical wedding, but it was ours, you know? So, it was special.” Shayne blushes and you know that your wedding day means more to him than he’s letting on. And that’s fine with you. It was a private event, and even though you’re sharing your relationship now, neither of you want to give away too much about your wedding.

“Aw, he’s getting red,” Amanda jokes. “Did you go on a honeymoon?”

“We did. We went to Hawaii. Neither of us had been before so we knew it would be special for us. We wanted to experience something new together,” you answer.

“Cute!” she replies. “Now, dedicated fans know you guys are together, know you’re married and all that. But there is some news you two have to share that no one knows, is that correct?”

“That’s right,” Shayne says. He looks at you, silently asking if you want to say it. But you can tell he’s bursting to tell everyone, so you give him a nod to continue.

“Y/N and I are having a baby,” he says.

“Hell yea you are! Smosh baby!” Amanda cheers. “Congratulations to you both! Y/N, how are you feeling?”

“Pretty good right now. I’m in the second trimester so my morning sickness is mostly gone, thank god. We’re very excited, got some classes we’re planning to take and we’re reading all the books so I’m sure we will still be extremely unprepared,” you say with a laugh.

“If there’s anyone I trust to figure it out and be great parents, it’s the two of you,” Amanda replies earnestly.

“Thank you, Amanda,” Shayne says.

The podcast continues with Amanda continuing to ask questions and you and Shayne sharing more stories about your time together.

You wrap up recording by mid-afternoon. You have an appointment with your doctor scheduled and since it’s so close to the end of the day, Shayne was also given time off to join you. Everything goes well and as he drives you both home you can’t help but be grateful that the two of you were brought together.

Smosh Reads Reddit Stories: Office Nightmares

It’s been a month and a half since recording your episode of SmoshMouth, and three weeks since it aired. The news that you and Shayne are expecting a baby spread faster than anything you’d experienced before. You’d both received messages of congratulations from more people than you had ever expected: from Smosh fans to Disney fans, and even Goldbergs fans. You never imagined the amount of support you’d receive.

You had the morning off for yet another checkup with your doctor. You get back to the office early, but technically you’re still scheduled to be off, so you opt to sit in as they record the next Reddit Story video/podcast. It’s one of your favorite series currently, and you love listening to Shayne read all the stories.

He begins the third story, reading the title, “Am I the asshole for telling my wife that I’m not taking off of work to be present at our daughters’ birth?”

They joke around for a bit, and then he dives into the story, reading how the man explains that he couldn’t take off work cause there’s a project and they need him there. The wife finds out that’s a lie, and it mad that he didn’t take time off. He says he wants to work more so they’d have more money after the birth, and that the baby wouldn’t even remember him being there. He finishes by saying he doesn’t know why it’s such a big deal to be there at the birth, and even blames the wife’s hormones for her being upset about it.

Shayne, along with Spencer and Tommy begin to share their thoughts on the story. You smile and nod as Shayne makes the point of, “He keeps saying the baby’s not gonna remember, but you’re fucking wife will!”

They even give reasons why they’d understand him not being there, with Tommy saying, “If they were really desperate for cash then I’d get it,” and Spencer saying he’d understand if he were terrified of being around childbirth.

The boys then look over to you and Spencer says, “Y/N, you’re pregnant, how do you feel about this story?”

“Yea,” Tommy adds, “would you kill Shayne if he did this?”

“Oh, for sure!” you call out.

“C’mere,” Shayne says. “You’re probably the one most qualified to give an opinion here.”

You look to Kiana who’s directing the video and she gives you a nod, so you walk onto the set and stand behind Shayne, leaning down so your face is next to his and your voice will get picked up on his microphone.

“What are you’re thoughts on this?” Tommy asks.

“You guys definitely made a lot of great points. I mean, childbirth is terrifying, and I keep trying to ignore the fact that I do have to actually, you know, birth a human. But I know that Shayne will be there and is studying to be the best support person. I mean, he’s read enough books about it, I think he could deliver the baby himself if necessary,” you say with a laugh.

“I will add, if this was the father of my child, I’d wonder what he actually deems important. Because this is arguably one of the biggest days of everyone’s life. First of all, it should be important to him. It’s literally his child entering the world. It’s a privilege to be one of the first people that baby will ever meet. And then, what will be a big enough deal for him to take off work in the future? Baby’s not gonna remember her first birthday, is he gonna go to that? She has a dance recital at three years old, is he going to think that’s silly and not go?”

“Oh, I didn’t think of that, but it makes sense,” Spencer replies. “He definitely seems to have his priorities and being there for his family isn’t one.”

“I truly cannot imagine not being there when our kid is born,” Shayne says. “My worst fear would be if something kept me from being there.”

“Because you’re a good person,” Tommy says bluntly, and everyone laughs.

You head back off camera as they continue on.

After a few more stories Shayne begins another entry, titled, “And I the asshole for eating the last doughnut before my pregnant coworker could have one?” He looks at you once he reads it and laughs before saying, “Y/N’s face says, yes absolutely you are.”

He reads the story which explains that the young employee ate his allotted two doughnuts, and when the pregnant coworker didn’t show up after half an hour, he ate her two as well. She gets there shortly after and explains she had car trouble and is upset to see everyone had a treat but didn’t save her any. Later, the boss pulls aside the employee to tell him he’d been rude to his coworker.

After he finishes the post the boys discuss the etiquette of eating communal snacks in the office before Shayne says, “Also, if there is one thing I know, it’s that you never mess with a pregnant woman’s food unless you want to die.” You laugh so loudly at this that you know for sure the mics picked it up from across the room.

“Y/N, anything to add?” Spencer says.

You walk over again and state, “Listen, all I’m say is that I’m mad you guys are just talking about doughnuts when we don’t have any. Cause cravings are a bitch and now I am literally not going to stop thinking about doughnuts until I get one.”

After moving offscreen you realize you need to pee, again, so you leave the studio to head to the bathroom. Once you’re out of the room Shayne says, “Hey Kiana, can I have my phone a second?”

“Why do you need your phone?” Spencer asks.

“I gotta doordash some doughnuts.”

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cowgurrrl · 1 year

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Sweet Creature

Pairing: Joel Miller x fem!reader (plus platonic Ellie Williams x fem!reader)

Author’s note: holy shit thank you for your ideas this is my favorite. also i put it in the tags of darlin’ i’d wait for you BUT there is a beautiful easter egg in the baby’s first and middle name and the first person to tell me what it is gets a kiss on the mouth

Summary: “Helping one another is part of the religion of our sisterhood.” - Jo March, Little Women aka Ellie rescues you and Joel [1.3k]

Warnings: newborn DRAMA, post-partum anxiety if you squint, Joel being a softie for his daughters

"C'mon, Charlie girl, you've gotta help us out." You mumble as you bounce your crying baby around the room. It's been an hour of her crying nonstop, and you've tried everything. Nursing, changing her diaper, changing her clothes, burping, changing the room's temperature, and playing music. You even went as far as to check her for any injuries that you may have missed. You're not sure what kind of trouble your one-week-old could've gotten into to warrant an injury, but you're exhausted, and it seemed to make sense.

Joel woke up with her first, as he has done every night since you gave birth, so you had the chance to get some rest. Recovery has been rough for you, and he's already doing so much for you. He and Ellie barely let you get out of bed most days because they want to ensure you take the time to heal. Even though the thought is nice, you wake up and listen when Joel gets up with her every time. It's not that you don't trust him. It's that you're already the world's lightest sleeper, and Joel is deaf in one ear and is rarely aware of just how loud he is. You also don't mind secretly watching as he lays her on his bare chest in the low light of your room, singing to her or explaining what he's doing for her to engage her little brain. He's caught you staring at least twice since she's come home.

But tonight was different. She woke up crying and was pretty much inconsolable until Joel brought her over to you. She nursed for a minute or two before wrenching away from you and screaming. Since then, you and Joel have been taking turns trying to get her to go back to sleep. It's hard having a newborn with two capable parents. You have no idea how you had a baby as a single mom.

"D'you wanna try to feed her again?" Joel asks as he stands next to you, disheveled and overwhelmed but trying his best to comfort the both of you.

"I don't know," you shake your head, your throat starting to feel like sandpaper. You were always the more emotional person in your relationship, but postpartum emotions are nothing compared to your regular ones. "I don't know what's wrong." You cry. Joel touches your back and makes a sympathetic noise as tears fall down your face.

"Let me take her for a little bit so you can sit down, okay?" He suggests as he carefully takes Charlie from you. She chuffs at the transition before going right back to screaming her head off. You sit on the edge of the bed and watch as he holds her like a football and hums what sounds like Hank Williams to her. You'd be surprised if she could even hear him over her own crying, and you take a deep breath, racking your brain for what could be wrong.

"What are you doing to her?" Ellie asks as she walks into the room, rubbing sleep from her eyes. She's wearing one of Joel's shirts and hand-me-down shorts from Maria, and her hair is as messy as Joel's. If you weren't still crying, you think you'd probably laugh.

"She's just a little fussy. You can go back to bed." Joel says, but she shakes her head and walks over to where he's standing with Charlie.

"What's going on, bug? Huh?" She asks, crouching to look at Charlie's tired, sad eyes. She may have your eye shape, but she got those heartbreaking brown eyes from Joel. When she cries like this, they look like the saddest puppy dog eyes in the world. "D'you want me to try?" Ellie asks, and Joel shoots you a look.

You've been very intentional about not putting too much pressure on Ellie to help with the baby. She's sixteen, and she shouldn't have to be burdened with that if she doesn't have to be. You told her she could help as much or as little as she wanted, but she took it upon herself to help more often than not. You just didn't want her to wake up for midnight cry sessions or feel like she had to be put in a parenting position. She's still a kid.

"It's worth a shot," Joel says, and you shrug, way too tired to argue with him. He carefully passes Charlie to Ellie, who cradles her close and pushes her hair out of her face. Joel stays nearby in case she decides to hand the baby off, but he doesn't intrude on their moment.

"Hey, it's alright. You let it all out," Ellie says as she sways. Her fingers muss Charlie's hair, and she's quieting down. Not a lot, but enough to see it as crying instead of blood-curdling screaming. "I've got you, sweet girl." Ellie's hand moves to her chest, gently scratching and rubbing little circles into Charlie's onesie, and like magic, she stops crying. She turns her little head toward Ellie and yawns big and long like we kept her up. You sigh in relief and tip your head up to the ceiling as silence fills the room. Your ears are still ringing, and your body hurts, but it's quiet.

It would be easy to claim that Charlie calmed down because Ellie's wearing one of Joel's worn shirts or that she just finally hit a wall and fell asleep, but you like to think she was just missing her sister. Joel looks between Ellie and Charlie in disbelief, mumbling "shit" under his breath. "What can I say? She loves me." She shrugs, and you quietly laugh as she walks over to the rocking chair in the corner and curls up with Charlie. She snags the yellow blanket one of the older women in town knitted for you off the back of the chair and drapes it around them. You would think they've known each other for centuries.

Joel is still standing in the middle of the room, his curls a mess on top of his head, as his sleep-deprived brain tries to piece together what happened. He scratches at his stubbly jaw and shakes his head as he thinks. "You don't have to stay up with her. I can put her back in the crib." Joel offers, and you watch her hold on Charlie get a little tighter.

"It's gonna take me a long time to fall asleep. You guys should get some rest. I've got her," Ellie says, a smile pulling at her lips. "Besides, I like hanging out with her." You would cry again if you had the energy, but you don't. Instead, you crawl back into bed and get comfortable. Joel looks to you for confirmation, always looking for your approval as the mother of his child before making any decisions, but you're already half-asleep again.

"If she's volunteering, I'm not gonna stop her," you mumble into your pillow. "Just don't fall asleep."

"Sir, yes, sir," Ellie says. They may have stayed up talking. You're not sure, but when you wake up, Ellie is between you and Joel in bed, and Charlie is in her crib. She's tucked under the arm Joel is using to hold your waist as he sleeps, and her hand is on his chest. He's snoring lightly as he holds you both, perfectly content to cuddle with his girls in bed. You smile and kiss each of their heads before falling asleep again.

You vaguely remember fearing how the new baby would affect Joel and Ellie's relationship and worrying if Ellie and the baby would get along. You don't know exactly why Charlie was crying last night or why she calmed down so fast once Ellie had her, and you don't need to.

Sometimes a girl just needs her sister.

Sometimes a father just needs to baby his sixteen-year-old a little longer.

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m-jelly · 9 months

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Tea for two - The End

Pairing: Post-war Levi x Fem!Reader

Tags and warnings: Canon world, post-war, injured Levi, scarred Levi, romance, falling in love, fluff, angst, emotional pain, emotional Levi, dad Levi, baby.

In this chapter: Levi helps his daughter walk for the first time. Your daughter says her first words, so you then take her to see Levi's friends who have passed on. Levi comforts his daughter after a nightmare, you join him with your newborn son and help Kuchel go back to sleep.

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Kuchel gazed in awe as her daddy sang sweetly, he was making her milk and something to eat. She patted her hands on the little table as Levi walked closer to her. “Da! Da! Da!”

Levi chuckled. “You’re really excited for food and drink, huh?” He sat down and carefully gave her the milk she wanted. “Enjoy that a bit and then we’ll feed you.”

“Ba, ba, ba!”

Levi cleaned her face and then got the food on a little spoon and offered it to her. He smiled when she wiggled her arms in excitement. “I hope it tastes good.”

Kuchel reached for the spoon when Levi pulled it away. “AH!”

He laughed. “That good, huh? All right, I’ll give you more.”

She reached over and used her plump hand to grab Levi’s a little. She ate more of the food and smiled brightly at Levi causing her to show off her four little teeth so far. She hummed in delight before yawning a bit. She stopped eating and pulled a face before she started crying.

Levi laughed a little at the adorable face she pulled before crying. He cleaned her face and picked her up and out of her seat. “Oh dear, we have the big sad.” He rubbed her back. “Daddy’s right here.”

You walked into the home with Bo after taking him for a quick walk. You pulled your coat off, slipped off your boots and smiled a little. You moved towards Levi with a soft smile. “She okay?”

Levi pouted. “She was eating and then started crying.”

You ran your hand over her head. “Her teeth are probably bothering her. I think more are coming through.” You leaned down and kissed her forehead. “Poor little baby. Mummy and Daddy are right here for you.”

Levi stood up with her. “I’ll check if she needs changing.”

“Sure. I’ll get us a cup of tea.”

Levi carried Kuchel into her room and lay her on the changing bed. He took her things off and checked. “Oh, big poop. No wonder you were upset.” He moved up. “How did you get it up your back? You’re magical.” He hummed a laugh and cleaned her up before changing her into fresh clean clothes. “There you go.”

Kuchel wiggled on her back. “Aboo.”

Levi scooped her up. “You’re welcome. Now, let's get some hugs and kisses from Mummy.” He carried his daughter into the living room to see that you’d set everything up for a nice cup of tea and snacks. “Darling.”

You grinned. “It’s my two favourite people.”

Levi sat down and handed you Kuchel. “Thank you for the tea.”

You cuddled your daughter. “You picked a great outfit for her.”

“Thank you.”

You kissed the top of her head. “What happened?”

Levi sipped his tea and sighed. “Poop explosion.”

You looked down at Kuchel. “Did you explode? My goodness me, my little flower. Poor daddy having to clean that up.”

Kuchel smiled at you. “Aboo!”

You kissed her cheek. “You’re too adorable.” You smiled as Bo walked over. “You coming to say hello?”

Kuchel reached over and lightly patted her hand on Bo’s head. “Eh.”

You held her arm to stop her from slapping too hard, but she was always gentle. “Good girl.”

Levi sat back. “I want to try and get her to walk again.”

You picked up your drink. “I think that’s a lovely idea.” You looked down at Kuchel. “You ready to work with Daddy and try to walk again? Daddy has done well trying to walk. I’m sure you can join him.”

“I’ll be able to run with her.”

“That’ll be beautiful to see.” You moved her to sit between you and Levi. “Sorry Kuchel, I have a hot drink.”

Kuchel gazed at you and grabbed your dress. She wiggled and whined at you. She pouted hard and started pulling a face. “Uuuuu.”

You put your cup down. “Oh dear. We are very sad, huh?” You picked her up and hugged her, she instantly stopped crying. “I’m right here.”

Levi chuckled. “I’ll get you a cold drink.”

“Thank you.” You smiled as Kuchel stood up on your thighs and gazed at you. “You stomping on my thighs?”

Kuchel flopped forwards onto your boobs and sighed. “Mm.”

“You comfy like that?”

Levi sat down and smiled. “I’d be comfy like that.”

You snorted a laugh. “Of course.”

Levi picked up Kuchel. “Enjoy your drink while I help this one run circles around me.”

You picked up your cold drink and relaxed a bit. “She’ll be amazing.”

Levi sat on the floor and plopped Kuchel onto her bum. “Right, my little flower. You ready to walk?”

Kuchel stared at Levi. “Buh.”

“Buh?”

She blew a raspberry and slapped the floor. “Mmm.”

Levi sighed. “You are a mystery sometimes.”

You put your cup down before lying on your side. “She’s just checking the floor first before she goes for it.”

Kuchel moved her little legs and pushed herself up onto her feet. “Eh.”

Levi reached out or her. “That’s it. Come on sweetpea. Come to Daddy.”

Kuchel slapped her foot on the floor. “Ba!”

You shot up and gasped as Kuchel carefully walked to Levi on wobbly legs. “Kuchel.”

Kuchel hurried over to Levi and fell into his arms. She squealed with laughter when you and Levi cheered loudly. “Eh!”

Levi threw her up and down before kissing her cheek. “That’s my girl!”

You clapped your hands. “You’re amazing! Well done, Kuchel!”

Levi hugged his daughter tightly. “You’re incredible.” He placed her on her feet. “Let’s try again.”

You sat on the floor and opened your arms. “Come to mummy!”

Kuchel kicked her leg a bit before noticing you. “Ma, ma, ma.” She stumbled on her feet as she made her way over to you. She squealed in delight. “Ma!”

You caught her just as she fell into your arms. “That’s it, my little flower. You’re so perfect.”

Levi smiled sweetly. “She’s growing up so fast.”

You rocked with your daughter. “You’re right.”

He released a long sigh. “So umm…”

You giggled. “Yes, I would love more. We’ll wait for this one to get a bit older.” You kissed the top of her head and looked over at Levi. “Having a nice big family would be perfect.”

“I think so too.” He released a long sigh. “She’ll be talking next.”

You nodded. “Yeah, she will. I can’t wait to hear what she says next.”

Levi reached over and tickled Kuchel’s cheek. “I’m looking forward to it too.”

Levi held Kuchel’s hand as she carefully walked around the garden. He smiled softly as she stomped her little feet. He let her hand go as she ran a bit with Bo. “Careful sweetpea.”

She petted Bo as she giggled. “Bo.”

Levi flinched at hearing his daughter talk. “What?”

She laughed and Bo nudged her with his head. “Bo!”

Levi gasped. “Your first word!” Levi shouted your name. “Kuchel said her first word!”

You ran from the kitchen and outside. “She did!? What was it!?”

“Bo.”

You hurried over to Kuchel. “Did you speak?”

Kuchel looked up at you reached up. “Mama!”

You welled up and gasped. “She said, mama!” You picked her up and hugged her tightly. “Clever girl! Who’s that?” You walked over to Levi. “Say, Dada.”

Kuchel squealed happily as she looked at Levi. “Da, da, da, da!” She hummed in thought. “Dada.”

Levi let the tears spill over his cheeks. “Oh…oh my baby girl.” Levi hugged you and his daughter. “Ackerman sandwich.”

You laughed. “Perfect.” You leaned over and showered Levi’s face in kisses. “You’re adorable.” You handed Kuchel over to Levi. “I’ll get our picnic ready! We have to show your friends!”

Levi frowned. “Friends?”

You nodded. “Yes! We should go to the graveyard.”

Levi smiled sweetly and looked down at his daughter. “We’re going to show you your aunts and uncles.”

Kuchel patted Levi’s face. “Dada.”

Levi grinned. “I’m Dada.” He kissed her cheek. “I bet you’d be a great big sister, huh?”

You grabbed the bag full of food and hurried back out to Levi. “Ready! Let’s go on our walk.”

Levi opened the back gate and let you and Bo go first. He admired you as you walked ahead of him and how your body curved in all the right places. He adored, admired and loved every single inch of you. Levi was so proud to call you his wife. He felt like he was the luckiest man alive. Levi didn’t think he deserved you, he thought you were too good for him but he was sure as hell never going to let you go.

You put a blanket down right by the grave of Levi’s best friends and the vets. “Ready.”

Levi lowered Kuchel onto her feet. “There you go.”

Kuchel sighed a bit before walking clumsily around and coming to a stop in front of Erwin’s grave. She looked up at it and gripped the edge of it. “Mm.”

Levi stood behind her and smiled. “That’s your uncle Erwin. He was a great friend. He would have loved you.” He laughed a little. “You would have looked so small in his arms. He was really big. Tch.” He stared up at the statue and then back down at his daughter to see she was leaning to bite. “Ah!” He picked her up. “No, no eating the gravestone.”

You laughed. “She try to chomp on Erwin?”

Levi carried her over. “Yeah.” He sat down with Kuchel on his lap. “Eat some melon you little terror.”

You offered it to Kuchel and smiled as she ate. “So, which one of the vets would have freaked out that you are a dad?”

Levi smiled a little. “Hange.”

“Really?”

He nodded as he helped his daughter eat. “She would have loved to babysit her.”

You got out food for Levi and you. “Would you let her?”

Levi paused for a moment as he thought about it. “Uh…well…only if Moblit supervised her.”

You smiled a little. “I’m sure that would have been a fun day for Kuchel.”

“It would have.” He cleaned up Kuchel’s cheek. “I wish my mum was with me for longer because she would have been so excited to be a grandmother.” He sighed as he thought about her. “She could have gotten rid of me when she found out, but she loved babies so much.” He looked up at you. “She would have encouraged us to have more kids.”

You giggled. “Well, we would do that for her.”

He leaned over and kissed you. “Furlan would be in utter shock. He used to tell me I had terrible social skills. So, the fact I’m married with a kid is just...” He chuckled. “It would have been funny to see him react.”

You hugged your legs and smiled. “I bet he would have been proud of you.”

“I think so too.”

You petted Bo and smiled a little. “You know, I think I really am deeply happy.” You looked over at Levi. “I love you so much.”

Levi gazed at you as his heart skipped a beat. “I love you too.” He gasped as his eyes got cloudy and it looked like you were fading away. “N-No! Don’t go!”

You shifted closer to Levi and cupped his face. “I’m right here.”

Levi sobbed a little. “Sorry.” He sniffed. “I just…”

You wrapped your arms around his neck and held him a little as Kuchel looked up at you and Levi. “I’m not going anywhere, okay? We’ll both die of old age and knowing us,” you pulled back and smiled at Levi “we’ll die holding each other’s hands. I bet there will be a second difference between us.”

He chuckled. “Yeah, I think that too.”

Kuchel whined. “Mama.”

You smiled down at her. “I’m right here. I’m just giving your daddy some love.”

Levi sniffed a bit. “I’m okay. I just thought your mummy disappeared for a moment.”

You rubbed Levi’s cheek. “Kuchel, your daughter, is living proof that I’m alive. We made this little sweet flower together.”

Levi smiled in delight. “Yeah, you’re right.” He smiled at Kuchel and saw a perfect mix of you and him in her. “She’s our precious little flower made from love.”

You hugged Levi’s arm. “That’s right.”

He turned his head and kissed you. “I love you. I would be so lost without you.”

You rested the side of your head on Levi’s shoulder and hummed. “Mm, I dunno. You did so well before me.”

“I was on autopilot the whole time. I wasn’t living. I was just going through the motions of life. With you I’m alive.”

You kissed Levi’s neck. “That is so romantic.”

Levi blushed hard. “Really? I was just saying how I felt.”

You pressed the end of Levi’s nose. “You are adorable.”

Levi whined a bit before flopping onto his back and laying Kuchel on his chest. “I’m flustered. You fluster me.”

You giggled and lay on your side. “Well, that’s a good thing.”

“Mm?”

You nodded and held Levi’s hand. “Means you love me so much.”

Levi smiled as Kuchel sat up on him. “Yes.”

Kuchel looked around and hummed. “Ba!”

You reached over and held her little hand. “She’s got a lot to say, huh?”

Levi wiggled his daughter. “She does and I like that she does.” He sighed. “Isn’t she precious?”

“She is.” You propped your head up on your hand. “Just you wait.”

“Wait?”

You nodded. “As soon as she poops you won’t think she’s precious but a poop monster.”

Levi caught Kuchel before she fell on him. “You’re right about that. She has some deadly poops.” He lifted his daughter and sat her between you and him. “I love her no matter what though.”

You smiled as Kuchel touched your face. “Me too. She’s just so wonderful.” You pulled her close and kissed her cheek. “I love you, my little flower. I’ll love you forever.” You lay on your back and sighed. “You know, I could just lie here and sleep for a bit.”

Levi put his arms under his head. “I think I could too.” He grunted when Bo partly lay on his stomach. “Big dog.”

You giggled. “He is a big one.”

Kuchel flopped against you and whined a bit as she rubbed her eyes. “Mm.”

“Tried?” You held her close. “Sleep well, my sweet flower.”

Levi gazed at Kuchel as she was soothed by you and fell asleep. “You know, she’s just like me.”

You laughed. “She is.”

He cleared his throat. “The whole being soothed by you, that’s very me.”

You gazed at Levi. “You soothe me as well.”

Levi reached over and held your hand. “I love you.”

“I love you.”

Levi sat bolt upright making you jump. “I hear crying.” He looked over at you sitting in the dark of the night with Evan, your newborn, against your chest, feeding. “He woke up?”

You nodded. “Yeah. I couldn’t sleep much due to discomfort and I heard him get fussy.” You patted Evan’s bum. “You said you heard crying?”

“I did.” He slipped out of bed and stretched. “I’m sure I did.” He listened quietly and heard a louder cry. “Kuchel!”

“Oh no.”

Levi put his hand up to you. “I’ll get her. You rest with Evan.”

“Are you sure?”

He nodded. “I’ve got her.” He hurried out of the room and down to Kuchel’s room. “Kuchel?”

She sniffed and looked at the door as Levi opened it. “Daddy?”

Levi smiled at his little girl. “Hello, my little flower.” He walked over and sat on the bed. “Did you have a bad dream?”

She nodded. “Daddy has super hearing.”

“You only just woke up?”

“Uh-huh.”

He sat on the edge of her bed and sighed. “I guess I have good hearing, huh?”

She nodded as she giggled. “Super daddy.”

Levi scooted closer and put his arm around his daughter. “That’s me.”

She sniffed. “Where’s mummy?”

“She’s feeding your baby brother.”

She giggled. “He eats from her boobies.”

Levi laughed. “He does. You did when you were a baby.”

She gasped in awe. “Wow.”

“So, what did you dream about?”

She pouted a bit and hugged her bear. “That mummy and daddy got hurt.”

He kissed the top of her head. “Your mummy and I are okay. We’re right here with you.”

“Yes, daddy.”

He sighed. “You know, I used to get terrible nightmares.”

“Really?” She gazed at Levi with wide eyes. “But daddy is so strong.”

“I am, that’s true.” He showed her his right hand. “I survived a lot.”

She reached over and gripped Levi’s hand with her small ones. She hummed as she studied his missing fingers. “Poor daddy.”

He held her hands. “My point is, I went through a lot of bad things and it caused me to have bad dreams.”

“We’re the same?”

He nodded. “We are.” He smiled at her. “I had so many bad dreams, but you know what made it all better?”

She shook her head. “No.”

He blushed. “Your mummy.”

“Mummy?” She grinned. “Mummy is the best!”

“She is.” He released a long sigh. “She made me all better. She taught me a few things to make everything better. So, we’re going to do that together.”

She nodded. “Okay!”

“Name five things you love. They’re not in order of what you love most, just whatever comes to mind.”

“Yes.”

He smiled at her. “Okay, one.”

“Mummy and daddy!”

Levi chuckled. “We love you a whole bunch too. How about two?”

“Evan!”

He felt his heart swell. “I’m glad you love your little brother.”

“I do! He’s so cute.”

“That’s wonderful to hear. What’s third?”

She looked over to Bo lying on his back snoring away. She giggled and pointed. “Bo.”

Levi shook his head. “Silly pup. I love him too.”

“Bo is the best!”

He smiled. “What’s fourth?”

She lifted her bear. “Bear!”

He ruffled her hair. “Bear is the best. He fights the bad things so you’re safe in bed.”

She smiled at her bear. “He’s so brave like daddy.”

“Thank you. So, what’s the last?”

Kuchel hummed. “Mummy’s baking.”

Levi squeezed Kuchel tightly. “Her baking is the best ever.”

“Um…can mummy…make cake tomorrow?”

“I will ask mummy.” He smiled. “You ready to get some rest?”

She wiggled down in bed and gazed at Levi. “Ready, Daddy.”

He got up and tucked her in before sitting back down again. “You’re very brave.” He frowned when she started to well up. “What’s wrong?”

“I forgot grandpa and grandma on my list.”

Levi played with his daughter’s hair. “It’s okay. I know you love your grandparents very much. They love you too.”

She smiled before giggling a bit. “Yes.”

You walked into Kuchel’s room with Evan in your arms. “How are we doing in here?”

Kuchel sat up and gasped in delight. “Mummy!”

You sat on the bed and smiled at her. “You feeling better?”

She nodded. “Daddy made it all better.”

You smiled at Levi. “Did he now?”

Levi leaned over and kissed you. “I did my best.”

Kuchel reached over and held her brother’s tiny hand. “I said five things I love.”

You smiled. “The little thing I taught Levi.”

She nodded. “Uh-huh.”

Levi leaned closer and whispered. “Ask mummy.”

Kuchel blushed hard. “Mummy?”

You hummed. “Yes?”

“May I have cake tomorrow?”

“Of course.” You handed Evan to Levi before wrapping your arms around Kuchel and hugging her. “I’ll make a lovely lemon cake for you.”

“Yay!”

You kissed her cheek. “But in order to have it tomorrow, you have to do something.”

She wiggled and lay back. “Sleep!”

You winked at her. “That’s right.” You shifted her hair out of the way. “I love you.”

“Love you, mummy.”

Levi leaned over and kissed her cheek. “You think you’re going to be okay?”

She nodded. “Yes, Daddy. Thank you.”

“I love you.”

“Love you too.”

He adjusted Evan. “Your baby brother loves you too.”

Kuchel giggled. “Love you, Evan.” She sighed. “Daddy? Can I get a story?”

“Sure, what story would you like?”

“Mummy and Daddy love story!”

He chuckled. “Sure. So, a magical princess appeared.”

Kuchel giggled. “Daddyyy.”

He smirked. “Your mummy appeared in a beautiful light.”

“Daddy!”

You giggled. “Levi.”

He hummed a laugh. “Okay, no more silly daddy. So, I set up a wonderful cute tea shop that you love playing in.”

Kuchel nodded. “Yes.”

“I needed help in the shop so I posted a job opening. Your mummy applied along with many others.” Levi smiled as he remembered when he first laid eyes on you. “Everyone was bad, but when I saw your mummy I felt so happy. I hired her on the spot.”

You smiled when you remembered how shocked you had been. “It was a dream come true. I thought your daddy was so handsome.”

Levi blushed. “I thought you were beautiful.” He cleared his throat. “Anyway, she started working for me and it didn’t take long before I fell deeply in love. It took a few months before I told her I cared.”

Kuchel yawned. “So romantic.”

He smiled at his daughter. “I’ll tell you the rest tomorrow.”

Kuchel closed her eyes. “Mm.”

Levi got up and walked with you to his bedroom. He lay Evan in his cot in the bedroom and pulled you against him. “Hello, my love.”

You kissed Levi and purred against his lips. “Hello.”

“I love you so much.”

“I love you too.” You kissed Levi. “You were perfect with Kuchel. Whenever you’re a hunky sweet dad, I just get so…” You sighed. “Damn this body for still healing.”

Levi lifted you up and lay you on the bed. “Let’s cuddle and sleep. Tomorrow we have cake to make.”

You giggled and snuggled up to your husband. “Yes, Levi.”

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fortheloveofbuddie · 5 months

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High school sweethearts?

Hi Ashley! Long time no see, so glad that you’re back 💗

I made a moodboard and an introduction to the story here but I’m posting a snippet as well 👀

Buck’s eyes scanned the crowd, searching for a familiar face or rather - one particular familiar face - at his high school reunion. Life hadn’t been so easy for him back then but now when he had become a public figure, people that he had never spoken to, took a sudden interest in him. But there was only one face that he truly longed to see.

And that’s when he saw him. Eddie Diaz, the man that he had loved since he was 16. And hadn’t seen since he was 19. That was over a decade ago now.

The brown eyed man bore clear signs of aging, small lines starting to form around the corners of his eyes. Yet he hadn’t seem to have changed at all - a big, bright smile plastered on his face as he greeted old classmates and friends.

Buck discreetly slipped his fingers under his shirt, fingers seeking the silver chain that held the promise ring that Eddie gave him back in high school. It rested against his skin, concealed from view but stayed a constant reminder of the chapter of his life that had meant everything. Eddie had been his whole world for years.

Hesitant yet excited, he approached Eddie on unsteady feet and as soon as Eddie’s eyes turned to him, a wave of nostalgia washed over him, setting back time instantly.

“Eddie, is that really you?” He chuckled like he could ever forget the face of a man that he had loved for almost half of his life. Eddie turned to face him and somehow the world seemed to stop spinning, memories of shared laughter and secret glances clear as the summer sky.

“Buck?” Eddie’s voice held a hint of disbelief. The stark blue eyed man in front of him had aged amazingly, standing like the masterpiece that he was in front of him.

It took another moment for the two of them to share an embrace and a laugh of nervousness escaped Buck’s mouth.

“Wow you look-…”

“Older? Taller? More rugged?” Buck joked, unable to take the situation seriously. As much as he had longed to see Eddie again, it stung. Years had passed, years that Eddie promised that they would spend together and then never did.

“I was going to say good but sure, yeah, that too” Eddie returned the laugh, still able to read Buck’s voice and body language like an open book.

A bit painstakingly awkward, the two of them started to catch up and for a moment, everything seemed to be exactly like it was back then.

The love was never lost, it just wasn’t their time.

Until Eddie raised his hand to comb through his hair - something he did when he was feeling out of place - that Buck saw the wedding ring on Eddie’s finger.

“Married, huh?” He questioned, a bittersweet smile playing on his lips.

Eddie's expression shifted, a mix of emotions crossing his face. "Yeah, I met someone after college. Her name's Shannon, and we have a son called Christopher”

Buck nodded, trying to mask the disappointment that he felt. “That’s great, Eddie. I’m happy for you. Glad to see that you’re doing well” Buck’s words were laced with something that resembled a mix of sarcasm and sadness.

Just as the conversation settled into a slightly awkward silence, a woman approached, wrapping her arm around Eddie's waist. "Eddie, who's this?" she asked, glancing at Buck with a careful smile.

Eddie introduced them, "Shannon, this is Evan. He’s an old friend”

They were never just friends.

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Using this as my Tease Tidbit Tuesday cause ya girl is a mess because of exams 😐

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minki-moo · 9 months

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♡‧₊˚ 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙥𝙩. 1 ♡‧₊˚

pairing ♡ mingi x f!reader rating ♡ m for mature tags ♡ office au, boyfriend!mingi, long distance, petnames (mingi calls reader baby), suggestive w/c ♡ 800 pt. 2

a/n ♡ so i originally posted this on ao3 and since it did pretty good on there i decided to post it here too. pt.2 is already done so i'll be posting it right after this one. pt. 3 is also in the works so i hope you enjoy!!!

you look at the clock. 9 pm. you hold back a sigh. it's been a week since your boyfriend left for his trip, and you can't say you're not disappointed. you had just gotten together after months of the both of you being absolutely clueless about each other's feelings. when everything seemed to be going smoothly, his work pushed a 2 week business trip onto him. and if it couldn't get any worse, with his trip and your workload suddenly increasing, you barely had any time to call each other, and when you did, the call wouldn't last anymore than 5 minutes.

you plop into your bed, exhausted from work. as you scroll aimlessly through your emails, you get a text:

minki <3: good evening shnookums

you smile as you read his text, silently cursing him for being so adorable

you: good evening princess

minki <3: how was my wittle cutie patootie

you: better now that i can talk to you <3

minki <3: awww ur making me blush

minki <3: …i miss you

as you reread the last text over and over again, different feelings start flooding your mind: lovesickness, longing, sadness, and…lust.

yes, you haven't been dating for that long, and your busy schedules made it difficult to meet up. mingi, being the gentleman that he is, always made the most out of your dates; taking you out to different restaurants you've always wanted to try, and planning other fun things that made you fall for him every single time.

although those sentiments were very touching and thoughtful, you have to admit that you were ready for more. you were ready for more than little pecks on the cheek, you were ready for more than tentative cuddles while watching tv.

the problem is, you don't know how to bring it up to him. mingi always seemed so happy whenever you had time for each other that you convinced yourself that where you guys are right now is enough.

a loud ring shakes you out of your thoughts. you look at your phone, a bright "minki <3" pops up on the screen. clearing your throat, you answer the phone and put it on speaker, letting it rest on the pillow beside you.

"hellooooooo beautiful~", mingi's soft yet melodic voice makes your heart skip a beat.

"you were taking a while to answer, so i thought i'd call you. are you doing ok?"

you take a few deep breaths, hoping he didn't notice how your breathing had become uneven.

"no no i'm ok, just a bit tired", you reply.

you could practically hear the pout on his lips when he replied.

"awww you shouldn't be working too hard. how am i supposed to talk to you if you're tired?".

you chuckled as he continued to curse at your workplace for making you work so hard.

after a brief silence, you hear mingi take a deep breath, and proceed to say something that made your efforts to stay calm go to waste.

"i wish i was with you right now."

calming yourself down, you manage to reply, "i wish so too, mingi."

"oh really? it doesn't sound like it". his voice practically oozed with sarcasm.

rolling your eyes, you say, "of course i want to be with my boyfriend".

"well i don't believe you~", mingi says in a cute little sing-song voice.

"then what do i have to do to prove it to you?".

"kiss me".

huh???, you think in awe. "mingi, darling, you're miles away, how am i supposed to kiss you?"

"kiss me through the phone~", he replies, as he continues singing the rest of the song in an out of tune voice that makes you giggle.

"ok ok fine", you say after you stop giggling.

you pucker up your lips and give your phone a big smooch. a small laugh from your phone makes you smile.

"thank you, love. i really needed that".

you and mingi talk a little more before he dozes off, still on call. you let the call continue, not having the heart to cut it off. picking up your laptop, you start working on an email while listening to mingi's deep breathing and incoherent mumbles.

"mmh, baby".

you freeze, slowly turning your head towards the phone, not believing what you are hearing.

you hadn't noticed before, but small moans had accompanied mingi's breathing. your face starts to heat up as you struggle to keep your heart rate down. what was he dreaming about that made him say stuff like that in his sleep?

"fuuuuck yeah, right there".

this was the last straw. you quickly grab your phone and end the call, still in shock at what you had just heard, and ashamed at yourself for letting it affect you the way it did.

after calming yourself down, you close your laptop and head to bed, your mind reeling over the phone call you just had.

#ateez #ateez fanfic #ateez x reader #mingi x reader #mingi #mingi x you #mingi smut

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thisbuildinghasfeelings · 28 days

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Still playing a bit of catch-up with fic recs this week, we're focusing on fic recs from season 3 episodes 7-12:

3x07 Red vs. Blue, 3x08 In the Unlikely Event of an Emergency, 3x09 The Bird, 3x10 Parental Guidance, 3x11 Prince Albert in a Can, 3x12 Negative Space.

Here are this week's prompts:

126 softball

Gwyn's death

TK's relationship with his mom

Owen and Gwyn

Owen and Catherine

Paul and Marjan as ride or die besties

Carlos and Grace teaming up

Sadie

Rules:

Every week there will be a different prompt, and everyone is encouraged to share a fic (or a few!) recommendation that meets the prompt and tag a few fic-reading friends. The game can be played all week, so no pressure to post right away. Please feel free to use the banner above, to make your own, or to not use one at all!

Finally, please use the tag ‘Rewatch Read-Along Week 18’ and at the end of the week @911lonestarrewatch will post the link to the tag for the comprehensive list of fic recs!

Thanks to @guardian-angle22 for the banner!

Here are my recs:

Ride or die by @tailoredshirt

In the aftermath of their fight and makeup in 3x09/3x10, Paul and Marjan get in a car accident and have more of a conversation about why Paul was so upset by what happened to him. A beautiful little exploration of Paul and Marjan's friendship.

kiss it better by @sznofthesticks

Nancy/Marjan in the aftermath of the softball game. We always need some more softball-adjacent porn without plot excellence!

"You love this, don't you?" by @irispurpurea

A little missing scene from the softball game. An incredibly accurate portrayal of how much Carlos must have enjoyed seeing TK during the game.

Sex Drive by @welcometololaland

We all know without a doubt what happened between TK and Carlos after they left the softball game 😏 But in this wonderful rendition, they don't even manage to make it home first!

(if this is) goodbye by @fallout-mars

A lovely and heartbreaking missing moment from 3x08. Carlos waits helplessly at the airport and leaves TK a voicemail as TK is in danger in the air.

Sweet Dreams and Flying Machines by @carlos-in-glasses

An absolutely gorgeous fic that artfully intertwines Carlos and TK's memories of 9/11 with the events of 3x08.

Let me just tell you, I really should go back to sleep by @ladytessa74

Yes, this is a 4x04 coda, but it's beautiful and I love it and it heavily features Gwyn and TK's grief at losing her, so it absolutely counts as an appropriate fic rec for this week!

i'll go on singing till i know you've heard by @maxbegone

TK runs into Genevieve, the woman he saved on the plane in 3x08, at the grocery store and the meeting provides a bit of a healing experience for him.

let our hearts beat here by @doublel27

A really beautiful fic where TK and Carlos get to have a little vacation in the aftermath of Gwyn's death and before things start getting even worse for them again. These two pretty much always need a vacation, so it always makes me so happy to read about them getting one.

Tagging some fic readers who might have recs to share:

@lemonlyman-dotcom @paperstorm @carlos-in-glasses @reyesstrand @strandnreyes

@vineofroses @bonheur-cafe @alrightbuckaroo @herefortarlos @im-overstimulated-and-im-sad

@heartstringsduet @liminalmemories21 @lightningboltreader @fangirl-paba @reyestrandd

@chicgeekgirl89 @firstprince-history-huh @noxsoulmate @ladytessa74 @sznofthesticks

@literateowl @nancygillianmvp @bonheur-cafe and OPEN TAG for anyone else who wants to share some fic recs!

#Rewatch Read-Along Week 18 #911 lone star #911 lone star fic #911 lone star rewatch 2024

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gaslysainz · 9 months

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Lost (PG10) pt.1

Summary: The world is utterly unfair. He was her most prized possession, her life, her first ever commitment of love. But to him, she was just a mere person lost in his big world.

warnings: ; unrequited feelings; Pierre is a douche , arrange marriage, angst, heartbreak.

Author's Note~ Heya guys! So I had put out a post about getting motivation to write something up, so thank you to all for commenting and encouraging me! Love You All 😘

Here's my first ever story for you guys. As soon as I finish this one, I'll start taking requests maybe! Till then please show your love and support for "LOST".

Journal Entry -1

LOVE....It's something that i have always yearned for.

Even if it's fake. A little bit of admiration, a simple compliment can make my day.

It's been like this ever since my brother, Isaac Conti left the world. I started living with my step mother Annie Conti and my step sister Julia Conti. Yes, Isaac was my step sibling too but he never made me feel like i'm not his own sister.

My brother was the only one who actually loved me and admired me to the fullest in this family. My mother was an Indian and was forced to marry my father after she saved him from an accident when he was travelling in India. I was a part of a mistake. Ever since my maa died everyone except my brother treated me like shit. Even my father.

But then i met him. My love of my life, the most important person in my life. My husband Pierre Gasly, the playboy of the F1 track!

Once again life played a merciless game with me. The man that i'm committed to, married to , bound by vows is in love with someone else. To be more clear he's in love with my sister Julia Conti.

How pathetic am i to have a life like this huh! We've been married for about 7 months now because that was my brother's last wish before leaving us. Pierre was his friend and he thought that getting me hitched would've been the best thing to do, but to think of it , it was his biggest mistake. He knew i've always had feelings for a certain blue eyed boy, thus, his decision, but what he didn't know was that Pierre has always been in love with my sister and married me only to get close to her. Pierre cleared everything out for me once we came back from the reception right after our wedding.

Now it's been a few days, two months to be exact that they've been dating , oh! and also sleeping around. What's sad is that i've caught them a few times during action in his bedroom. The only thing that i could do is simply go up to the terrace, look up to the sky and cry my eyes out calling out my Maa and my Brother. I don't blame Isaac for anything. It's all my fate.

I'm a pathetic excuse of a human as my husband likes to call me, who does not deserve anything in this world except for tears and sadness.

If you're wondering if Pierre had always been like this? Then let me tell you No!

It all started after 1 month of our marriage when he started talking to my sister more and giving her more attention. The lies that had been fed to him by my Step Mother and Step Sister about me is what he believed at the end of the day.

Life has always been a mockery for me. I am not allowed to speak to anyone, it's not like i have any friends to talk to. The only thing i am useful for is to tag along with Pierre to a few of his races or a few other important events as his trophy wife just cause it's an obligation.

No one really knows what happens in our life everyday, not even his grid mates. I'm sure it wouldn't have made any difference seeing they are his best friends. I'm not even allowed to talk to them even if i've seen them around at parties and races. I think my attitude has probably led them to think that i'm a snobby little bitch just like my Step sister. Oh yes! I do use bad words sometimes cause why not? I'm supposed to be able to do at least certain things in life right?

It's not like Pierre is going to read what i'm writing here?

I've given up everything, every little dreams of mine, SO if you ask me if i think that Pierre is ever gonna love me back , then my answer is No!I would never even dream about thinking that he's gonna love me back.

But there's one person who always looks out for me, he's my only friend I suppose, and that's a certain ferrari driver with a charming smile that always lifts up my mood.

Anyways,I'll just sit aside and keep loving Pierre forever, even after he leaves me for my step sister after a year of our marriage. Just 5 more months to go. 5 more months to be with him. 5 more months to stay by his side as trophy wife when he goes out for parties and races.

His world is a big one. Where he has got his grid mates, his family, his fans, his work people , my step sister even my step mom...... Everyone except for good ol' me....

I, Mrs. Y/n Gasly is just a LOST case in his big world...

Let's see where the upcoming 5 months take us....

PS - Please lemme know what do you think about LOST and also let me know if you wanna be added to the tag list ❤️

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gz-missfit · 9 months

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So....Tazercraft again huh? /aff

I could go on for a bit about how Pac e Mike behaved during that kidnapping, how much their reactions spoke volumes about their trauma and how fucking good these 2 are at breaking people's hearts while teasing at this situation multiple times during the stream (also having heard some of their voice acting of a lot older videos just how fucking good Pac has gotten at acting like Jesus christ my heart). But I feel like a good amount of posts in the tags have summed up everything I would've wanted to say amazingly and I definitely recommend scrolling through them.

I wanna talk about something else tho. Richas. Moreso his relationship with Pac.

Richas has said before that Pac e Mike are his chill dads, the ones that have always let him get away with shit or encouraged his shenanigans but he still has always carried different relationships with each of them individually. He's a bit more distant from Mike due to the time where Mike isolated himself away from Richas in the fear of Richas loosing his last life because of him. Richas knows Mike is dangerous, he knows Mike's a bit unhinged and I'd like to think that unhinged almost destructive chaos is what Richas got from Mike. (Taking for example yesterday when he warned Bad that Mike is the one that can kill him) Richas knows Mike is smart and even tho he doesn't have the knowledge to talk with Mike about it he still relishes in the chaos his Dad Mike's ideas bring.

Now Richas relationship with Pac is what peaked my attention yesterday though and it showed me just how much of his emotional personality he got from Pac.

Starting with the obvious it's that Richas isn't often seen sad, he's not seen as a sad egg but rather a mischievous ball of positive social energy and that's how Pac is seen by anyone aside from Mike and nowadays Fit. Everyone sees Pac as this emotional ball of sunshine who's always happy if a little anxious, but both he and Richas hold their actual emotions close. They're rocks for others before they are people who let their own emotions out. Pac having always been the emotional rock for Mike while Richas has always been one for all his parents. It's fascinating to see how genuinely similar they are with this.

Which is why yesterday when Pac told Richas what had happened I feel like was the first time we saw Richas react to the news that one of his dad's got kidnapped again. Obviously he's bound to Crack at some point, he's a kid after all. But to have Richas be this clear about his emotional body language and distress is rare in terms of kidnapping. Seeing him physically recoil, frantically and in disbelief shake his head stung so much cause it's the first time we've seen Richas react this strongly to something like this infront of one of his parents. And I feel like it's because he has that more emotional relationship with Pac.

He let's himself be this openly emotionally vulnerable with Pac because he knows how Pac is. It's like how you have that one person you're not bothered to cry infront of because you know how they are when emotional and they know how you are. They're both people who are painfully aware of how many emotional burden they carry of other's just by being themselves and I feel like a big part of Richas view of Pac comes from that too! (Him saying to Bad that Pac is the most precious Brazilian and that Bad should be careful what he does to him) Richas knows how important Pacs emotional stability is to the people around him and how I feel like he himself takes after Pac a lot in just constantly pushing through things. Because that's what's Pac always done and Richas had to learn this from someone after all.

That's why the way that stream ended hurt me so much more, Richas coping mechanism after deep emotional trauma is just wanting to sleep. Pac actively said he wanted to do nothing but sleep now and Richas KNEW what that implied, he himself knows best what that out of Pacs mouth means because I'd like to think that that's what he learnt in the early days of the favela 5. That's how he learnt to deal with emotions because Pac had always been the one to be so open with his own to Richas. It's why Richas didn't stop him. It's why Richas just helped him get to his room and sat at his side while he played a melody in hopes that he'd ease some of the emotional pain his dad currently carried. Richas still ended up being the emotional rock in this, but his behavior with Pac was so much more emotionally charged yesterday. He was so much more vulnerable himself because he is so much more similar to Pac and actually seeing it this obvious was almost painful.

Richas and Pac are used to dealing with their emotions on their own so for Richas seeing Pac break this openly infront of him was distressing because he knows how much it takes for someone, who buries distress deep down so he can carry the weight of others peoples feelings, to break this upfront. To dump all his emotional pain onto someone and I feel like Richas was for the first time openly struggling to be a emotional rock until he gathered his bearings.

And I'd like to think that he slept alongside Pac for the same reasons yesterday, hoping that the dreams would take any tears away that were so close to falling while he was awake.

#qsmp #qsmp pac #qsmp richarlyson #qsmp tazercraft #character analysis #i may have missed a moment in #the past of richas #being this emotional but his behavior #especially body language wise just #stuck out to me so much #void mumbling

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