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youaresimplylovely · 15 days

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Worth - CS 55

𝖲𝗎𝗆𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗒: 𝖨𝗇 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗁 𝖢𝖺𝗋𝗅𝗈𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖸/𝖭 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝖺 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗒 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗂𝗄𝖾𝗌 𝗎𝗉 𝗍𝗈 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗍𝗁, 𝗒/𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗍𝗁 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖢𝖺𝗋𝗅𝗈𝗌. 𝖶𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖢𝖺𝗋𝗅𝗈𝗌 𝗌𝖺𝗒? 𝖯𝖺𝗂𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌: 𝖢𝖺𝗋𝗅𝗈𝗌 𝖲𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗓 𝗑 𝖦𝖿!𝖱𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝖶𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌: 𝖥𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿!! 𝖵𝗏 𝖼𝗎𝗍𝖾 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍 <3 𝖯𝗋𝗈𝗈𝖿𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽!! 𝖠/𝖭: 𝖠 𝗋𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗈𝗆 𝖿𝗂𝖼 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖼𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝗒 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝖠𝖭𝖣 𝖨 𝖯𝖱𝖮𝖬𝖨𝖲𝖤 𝖱𝖤𝖠𝖫𝖫𝖸 𝖨 𝖶𝖨𝖫𝖫 𝖴𝖯𝖫𝖮𝖠𝖣 𝖥𝖠𝖲𝖧𝖨𝖮𝖭 𝖭 𝖢𝖠𝖱𝖲 𝖯𝖠𝖱𝖳 𝖲𝖨𝖷 𝖳𝖮𝖬 𝖠𝖫𝖮𝖭𝖦 𝖶𝖨𝖳𝖧 𝖠 𝖫𝖠𝖭𝖣𝖮 𝖥𝖨𝖢 <33 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝖺 𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗂𝗅𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗈 𝗈𝗇𝖾 >< 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗋𝗍 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗏𝗏 𝖼𝗎𝗍𝖾

𝗆𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍 | 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝖽𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗆 | (𝗀𝗂𝖻 𝗆𝖾 𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝗀𝗎𝗒𝗌 𝗂 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖺𝗇𝗌𝗐𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 <3) | 𝗍𝖺𝗀𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗆

Carlos would be lying if he said your outfit didn't looked cute. God, it really was. He loved the mini dress you wore, with ribbons on the straps. What made it perfect was your hair, you clipped a ribbon on the back for a final touch. Carlos loved every part of your outfit.

You and him were in a club along with the other drivers in celebration of Lando's first win, you made sure to look your best.

"Goddamn it, these people don't deserve to see you all dolled up like this." Carlos muttered, pulling you in closer to him and sitting you on his lap. People were looking at you in the club, you couldn't help but laugh at his actions.

"Can you believe what Oscar just said to me?" Lando said, jaw dropped and eyes filled with annoyance as he sat on the couch of the private lounge area of the club you guys were in.

"That you're kid acting like a kid?" Charles laughs hysterically, teasing Lando. He really was the kid of the grid despite others being younger than him.

"You're funny." Lando rolls his eyes at Charles eventually looking at everyone. "He literally said people are worth like 5 dollars. Like I just won and you say I'm worth five freaking dollars." He yaps, his hands spread out as he argues with Oscar who was right next to him with a smug face.

Your eyes widened from the thought, you knew it was a joke but you wanted to know how your boyfriend would react. "You think I'm worth five dollars!?" You playfully slap Carlos' shoulder as you give him a glare.

Carlos' jaw was dropped, eyes wide open and face all dramatic. "Whaaaat?" He prolonged his word with a laugh following along. "I think wait no I know that you're priceless." He smiles sheepishly, playing along with your game. Knowing that he could win, well that's what he thought.

You raise your eyebrow, giving him another playful slap on his shoulder. "So you think I don't have a price?" You pout, eyebrows furrowed. You had a rebuttal in this game. That's what Carlos loved about you.

Carlos definitely didn't expect that, his eyes flicked rapidly. Mouth open, trying to form a sentence. "I'm sorry what now?" He says, staring at you in complete disbelief. Boy were you smart, smarter than him.

"You think I don't have a price!?" You said in a tad higher voice as you glare at him. You weren't gonna let him win. "Well?" You reiterated, waiting for his answer.

After a few moments, Carlos gave you a charming smile. Humming softly as his hands caress your cheek. "You're worth as much as the world is well you're worth as much as the whole universe." He says softly, giving you a kiss on the cheek.

You were baffled, despite your defense God how Carlos always won. He knows how to handle you and your attitude, you were his cute little baby doll and you loved it. "Awww, but those are worth gazillions of money." You pout, hugging him tightly.

"Exactly." He mumbles, wrapping his arms around you. His other hand is playing with the ribbon on one of your straps. He loved you so much and your cuteness and you being so coquette and your playfulness. He'd sell his soul just to have that with you every damn day.

"And I'm worth five dollars." Lando says loudly, looking at you and Carlos eventually glaring at Oscar who was laughing at the whole situation.

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piastri-lover · 10 months

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only her; lando norris

summary: in which you and your boyfriend go on holiday together, but the only pictures he seems to share are of you

pairing: lando norris x reader

authors note: this is my first one of these but i keep seeing other people's so i really wanted to try!! please send in any requests u have and i'll try and do them asap!!

INSTAGRAM

yourusername 📍santorini, greece

tagged: landonorris liked by pierregasly, landonorris and 1328947 others yourusername honey, honey, how he thrills me x view comments

user1 im so fucking jealous of her -user2 why shes just an attention seeking whore --user1 bitch who are u to talk

carlossainz55 why does he looks so goofy in the water? -yourusername who taught u the word goofy lol --carlossainz55 lando :))

landonorris prettiest boy ever (and ig shes kinda cute too) -yourusername think hes kinda mid icl

landonorris love u baby x -yourusername ig i love u too --landonorris i take it back ---user3 i want what they have

user4 im sorry but why does she literally have the perfect body liked by landonorris -user4 ahh lando liked

user5 does no one else think they're only together bc she's a golddigger and he likes her body -user6 i do always feel like there's no chemistry --user7 its their relationship why do u care??

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landonorris 📍santorini, greece

tagged: yourusername liked by pierregasly, carlossainz55 and 5927462 others landonorris her.view comments

carlossainz55 u were on holiday for 2 weeks and u only have pictures of ur gf -landonorris only ones worth posting

user8 carlos is saying what we're all thinking -user9 can't believe she's manipulated lando like this --user10 bitch u better be joking

yourusername we went to 4 diff islands and they're the only photos u have -landonorris i can post the one of u after that night in mykonos --yourusername nvm these are great

yourusername don't know who that guy is but i LOVE his hands -user11 omg she's so real for that

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landonorris

tagged: yourusername liked by pierregasly, oscarpiastri and 3183640 others landonorris thanks for 100k likes on twt, i think she looks as pretty as ever xx view comments

user12 how does she still look so good -user13 fr like i don't even know why she made such a big deal out of it --user14 attention seeking i bet

yourusername i hate u -landonorris love u 2 baby xx

oscarpiastri did u take any other photos in greece -landonorris wdym i've only posted the prettiest views --oscarpiastri smooth

user15 i wish i was her -user16 i wish i was lando so i could just stare at her all day

georgerussell63 lando's giggling at all the comments about how pretty y/n is -landonorris fuck off no i'm not --yourusername i wish u were that's kinda hot ---landonorris i 100% was

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yourusername 📍greece

liked by landonorris, alexalbon and 793583 others yourusername bc lando refuses to share photos from holiday... view comments

user17 yk they were staying in the best hotels -user18 joys of dating an f1 driver

user19 ik that lando was just the most romantic on this trip liked by yourusername

landonorris these photos are mid compared to the ones on my page -yourusername ur mid compared to me --user20 facts liked by landonorris

landonorris am i right in saying the third photo is before u fell over and grazed ur knee -yourusername fuck offffff --landonorris love u bitch

user21 i want what they have -user22 witty banter in comment sections?? --user21 no lol good looks

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landonorris replied to your story:

landonorris look so good baby xx

yourusername thank u my love missing greece so much

landonorris yeah me too

yourusername the food the music the hot weather the views

landonorris looking at u everyday

yourusername oh shut up

landonorris never ;) see u on friday x

yourusername yeah love u ig

landonorris i kinda love u as well

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landonorris 📍santorini, greece

tagged: yourusername liked by pierregasly, yourusername and 4193759 others landonorris missing her hours x view comments

user23 okay i do kinda see why he likes her she's stunning -user24 i don't know how lando norris of all people pulled her --user25 she's everything and he's just ken

maxfewtrell @/yourusername pls come get ur man he hasn't shut up about u since he got home -yourusername don't tell him but i do kinda miss him --landonorris i fucking knew it ---yourusername nvm im over it

yourusername ik u took other photos post them bitch -landonorris these the only pretty ones --yourusername idk how someone is so cute and infuriating at the same time

user26 at this point i'm not even convinced lando went on holiday i think he just took photos of y/n liked by landonorris

user27 she's stunning

user28 lando dump y/n and pick me instead -yourusername @/landonorris u heard them --landonorris sorry baby but the people have spoken ---yourusername @/user28 hope ur ready to deal with his snoring lol ----landonorris Y/N FUCK OFF!!

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vivwritesfics · 5 months

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VIV HI 👹✨️

Request 😍❤️

Think like an hidden boyfriend.

Idk how else to explain it

Reader is like a reporter maybe? Or WAG

And it is well know that she is dating one of the drivers. Here is the twist....

No one knows who the boyfriend is 👹🙏

So just imagine one day, one of the other girlfriends post a couple of pictures

The fans are interested in two of them.

One is where the reader is being held by on oc them driver. The person is clearly visible ( not the boyfriend they just like teasing lol)

Now the second is just the reader laying down on the deck with an arm wrapped rather protective over her ( like think hand on ass 👹👹) like nope this is mine,fuck off lol🙏👹

Now everyone is freaking out trying to figure who the boyfriend is and everyone has different reason for who it is

The end would be the reveal after they were found out in a picture (with consent) of these two making out (think damn near fucking)

You can choose who you want to be the boyfriend

Thinking either carlos, max or Oscar for the boyfriend and for the like the first picture lando/logan maybe??

I started this after complaining about how tired i was but Bianca I couldn't resist 😫

naw but i'm so proud of this one

y/nl/n

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y/nl/n i love my job 🫶🫶

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username1 living the dream 😫😫

alex_albon can't believe you didn't interview me

y/nl/n was too busy sucking face with your girlfriend 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩

lilymhe mwah 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩

username2 who is she?

username3 username2 how do you not know Y/N?

username4 she's a reporter for Sky Sports F1 and Lando's best friend

username5 the dating rumours tho 👀👀

y/nl/n

liked by landonorris, oscarpiastri, and 477,819 others

y/nl/n ma homie

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username6 HOW DID YOU GET YOUR JOB I WANNA BE YOU SO BAD

georgerussell63 you're in the wrong garage

y/nl/n you're in the wrong team (kidding toto ily)

landonorris 💖💖

username7 LANDO?

username7 EXCUSE ME?

username8 he's really fuelling those rumours 😂

y/nl/n landonorris you know what you're doing 😠

y/nl/n

liked by carlossainz55, mclaren, and 499,143

y/nl/n team papaya 4eva 🧡

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mclaren absolute queen

y/nl/n admin ily

lilymhe i am in AWE of you 😩

y/nl/n says you 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩

landonorris my favourite girl 💕

y/nl/n your only girl? 🤧🤧

username9 they're dating

username10 i can't TAKE it anymore just tell us PLEASE 😭

y/nl/n

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y/nl/n love ya lan

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username11 naw this is a hard launch

username12 they've been friends for years so...

username13 this was not on my 2023 bingo card

username14 ILY GUYS this is so cute 💖💖💖💘💘💘💘💓💓💗💗💗💗💗💓💓💕💕💕💖💘💘💘💕❤❤♥♥♥♥❣❣💖💖❤❤❤❤❤

username15 literally no other drivers are commenting 👀👀

username16 yeah this is sus

username17 i don't trust either of you 😭

y/nl/n

liked by landonorris, maxverstappen1, and 566,983 others

y/nl/n switching sides

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landonorris 😔😔

mclaren we miss you y/n! 😭😭

y/nl/n i miss you too admin 😭

username18 WHAT

username18 DOES

username18 THIS

username18 MEAN

scuderiaferrari welcome y/n! ❤

y/nl/n officially a tifosi now

y/nl/n

liked by oscarpiastri, landonorris, and 605,224 others

y/nl/n mwah

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landonorris we lost her 😔

y/nl/n shut up you muppet

username19 THE SOFT LAUNCH?

username20 i mean we all knew she was dating a driver but WHO IS IT?

y/nl/n

liked by carlossainz55, landonorris, and 679,475 others

y/nl/n 😈😈😈😈

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carlossainz55 😈😈😈😈

username21 THE GLOVES

username22 THE GLOVES

username23 THE GLOVES

charles_leclerc you guys are disgusting

y/nl/n *disgustingly cute

landonorris so i don't have to keep it secret now?

y/nl/n you are released from your duties

y/nl/n

liked by carlossainz55, landonorris, and 675,329 others

y/nl/n love a man in red ❣

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carlossainz55 passenger princess

username24 why does it shock me that carlos knows that phrase?

y/nl/n idk he's the real passenger princess here 👸👸

username25 girlies we lost him 😔

username26 girlies we lost HER 😔

landonorris he is babygirl 🥰🥰🥰

y/nl/n 🤺🤺

carlossainz55

liked by pierregasly, y/nl/n, and 696,335 others

carlossainz55 mía 💖

mine 💖

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y/nl/n te amo ❤

carlossainz55 Te quiero más ❤

landonorris 📷📷??

y/nl/n back off bitch

lilymhe you stole my girlfriend 😠

y/nl/n he's just my side piece babygirl, dw 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩

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writtenfangirl · 7 months

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Car's Outside

Inspired by Car's Outside by James Arthur!

This went through an extensive rewrite/editing process so hopefully, it's good!

I tried matching up the dates as much as possible so hopefully things don't get confusing <3

Edit: I posted this before qualifying for the Mexico GP thinking “I need something to make me feel better” after the inevitable news that the GP will break my heart only to wake up to news that Charles is on Pole with Carlos at P2 and Danny Ric at P4. I just need this to happen so bad I will literally cry if this happens

I'm packin' my bags that I didn't unpack the last time I'm sayin', "See you again," so many times, it's becoming my tagline But you know the truth, I'd rather hold you Than try to catch this flight So many things I'd rather say But for now, it's goodbye

“I’m sorry,” Charles frowned. His breath fanned across her face, his forehead connected to her own. Y/N’s eyes were closed, head tilted upwards as she breathed him in.

Y/N knew Charles had to leave. It’s his job. Unlike most couples, she didn’t have the luxury of spending every minute of every second of every day with her boyfriend. Not when he was a world-famous Formula One driver whose job meant he was in a different city every week. And though Y/N enjoyed the privilege of freely going in and out of every paddock in the world because of her connections, it wasn’t a privilege she could exercise frequently. Not when she was an international lawyer also tasked with jet setting to other countries of the world.

But they loved each other and so they made it work. Or, at least, tried to.

“Don’t apologize,” Y/N said with a rueful smile. Beneath the musky smell of his cologne, Y/N could smell him, familiar and deep, as if the very essence of him had lodged itself in her nose, up her brain, and made a home for himself. “I understand.”

“I wish I didn’t have to go,” Charles sighed, voice deep, as he, too, breathed her in deeply. “I’d rather hold you, here, forever, than catch a stupid plane.”

“You say that now, but when you win a race, you’ll forget all about me,” she teased, opening her eyes to meet Charles’s brilliant greens.

“Not true, cherie. You’re always the first thing I think of when I win. Every win is for you.” And, as if to emphasize the point, he placed a soft kiss on her nose.

Y/N rolled her E/C eyes, a wide smile stretching across her face at the kiss despite herself. “Charles, I’m already your girlfriend. There’s no need for your sweet words to convince me to be yours.”

“It’s the truth, cherie,” he chuckled, “I always think of you first, win or lose. That’s how much I love you.”

“I love you, too.” And then she pulled his face to hers, placing a kiss on his lips that had him grinning against her like a little school boy offered candy by his mother. He pulled her to him tightly, his arms wrapping around her waist as her hands wound itself around his soft hair. Kissing him always made her feel so dizzy, like the very air in her lungs left her to make space for him. She didn’t mind it one bit. She’d make space for him in every inch of her if she could.

But one of them had to be responsible and it certainly wouldn’t be Charles. So, despite not wanting to, Y/N found herself pulling away, breathing heavy as her hands trailed from his head, down his neck and on his chest. She resisted the urge to smirk at finding his heart beating just as fast as her own.

“You’re making it harder for me to leave, cherie,” Charles panted, his hair mused where she threaded her fingers.

“Good,” she grinned as she reached up and flattened his head, “you should miss me as much as I miss you. Now go, Leclerc, or else I’ll receive a phone call from Carlos complaining that you kept them waiting.”

“I’ll see you again, cherie,” he smiled, eyes tinged with sadness.

“Of course you will. Good bye for now, mon amour.”

“Good bye for now.” And with one last kiss, Charles left. The door to their house closed behind him, the click echoing around their empty living room. All Y/N could hear was the sound of her own breathing, and when she was sure that he was far enough away, she finally released a sob that had her chest caving, her heart suddenly feeling like beads inside a hollow rattle.

I'm starin' at the same four walls in a different hotel It's an unfamiliar feelin' but I know it so well Oh, but you know the truth, I'd rather hold you Than this mobile in my hand But I guess it'll do, 'cause for you I would run up my phone bill

You say I'm always leavin' You, when you need me the most But the, the car's outside

Y/N didn’t think he was serious about getting on a flight back home, especially when she knew how busy he was on Friday on a race week. Not to mention the fact that the race this week was in Mexico, halfway across the world. But here he was, in the flesh, staring at her with those bright green eyes that she adored so much.

Of course, she should have expected this. Charles was nothing if not determined and when he said he was going to do something, he usually did it.

“You wanted to talk, so let’s talk.” Charles said as he barreled into their shared apartment, pushing past her and towards the living room, “I can’t stay long. Joris and Enzo are waiting outside to take me back to the airport.”

Past the front door, Y/N saw Lorenzo leaning against an expensive looking sports car next to Joris. Enzo as lifted a hand in greeting while Joris smiled at her. Y/N returned the greetings before she closed the door and turned to her boyfriend. Her brows were furrowed as she frowned at him, following him to their spacious living room. “What are you doing here? You have a race!”

“You wouldn’t answer my calls and I can’t race properly when I know we’re not okay.” Charles said as he ran his hands through his curls, sticking them up in odd angles. With a jolt, Y/N realized how long his hair was. The last time she saw him, he had just gotten a fresh cut from Pascale but now his hair was touching the nape of his neck. Has it really been that long?

Y/N took a deep breath before she spoke, gathering her patience as into a tight ball like freshly spun yarn. “Charles, this can wait—“

“No, it can’t,” Charles interjected, his words clipped and his tone sharp. “You were the one who wanted to talk and I’m already here so let’s talk. Do you want to end things or not, Y/N?”

“What?” She exclaimed, surprised at the sudden question. She wanted many things to happen but breaking up was definitely not on the list of things she wanted to do with him. Yes, they had their issues but she couldn’t imagine any of them could be solved by ending their relationship. “Of course not! Do you want to end things?”

Charles looked offended at the question. “No! I don’t want to end things. I want us to be together!”

“You sure don’t act like it!” She snapped before she could think about her next words. Part of her wished she could gobble up the words, stuff them back in her mouth before he could hear them but it was too late. Charles’ expression turned wounded, but his words held anger when he spoke.

“I told you about this before we started dating! I told you about my busy schedule. You came into this relationship with both eyes open, Y/N. Don’t act like you didn’t know about how busy I get!”

Y/N looked at him as if he’d grown two heads. She was beginning to get irrationally angry, and though Y/N was usually very good at compartmentalizing, there was something about the argument that had her wanting to scream. “Dammit, Charles! I know I signed up for this when we started dating but I also signed up for the breaks in between! I thought we could make it work then. But even during the breaks, you’re not here! And I make the time and I make the sacrifices to be here so imagine my disappointment when you don’t!”

“I told you to come to my races!” He yelled, his voice loud and echoing in their living room. His face was beginning to flush in anger, green eyes blazing as he spoke to her. “You’re always welcome there. I don’t know why you never come!”

“It’s hard to find any time to come to your races when I planned all of my time off around your breaks, Charles!” She yelled back. “Because, believe it or not, I don’t want to share you! Not when I barely see you as is. When I come to your races, I know you’ll be too busy doing your job to accommodate me and that’s okay. It’s more than fine. I’m happy to watch you do what you love to do. But, I want to at least see you. To feel you and hear you and talk to you. And I can’t do that during a race weekend because you’re busy and I refuse to be the clingy girlfriend trying to catch all of your attention. I planned my days off around your break period because I figured, that’s when I’ll see you more and actually spend some meaningful time together. But you’re never around! I get it, Charles. Ferrari comes first. I know what I signed up for. But lately, they’ve been coming second and third and fourth. When will it be my turn, Charles? Am I even on the list of your priorities?”

“Of course you are!”

“It sure doesn’t seem like it.”

Charles looked at her as if she’d struck him. “How can you say that when you know it’s not true. I love you, Y/N. You know that.”

She sighed, some of the fight leaving her body. “I do know that, Charles. I never said you didn’t love me. But just because you love me doesn’t mean I feel loved by you. I want to make things work. I try to make things work. But, sometimes it feels like you’re never around. And, I get it, you have a demanding job—“

“Don’t put all of this on me like your job is easy.” He scoffed, his eyes flashing in annoyance once again. “Your schedule is even more demanding than mine, and I’m sure that with your new job, you’ll have even less time for me.”

“Are you serious, Charles?” She hissed, her anger coming back in droves at his words, “You’re putting this on me? I make the time for you! Rather than seeing my family and friends during my breaks, I’m in Monaco for you and you always cancel on me at the last minute and I never complain! You were the one who missed our anniversary dinner!”

“And you miss my races!”

“You missed my promotion!”

“You never told me about your promotion!”

“How can I when you ditched me on our anniversary!”

“I told you why I missed it! The upgrades were important—“

“AM I NOT IMPORTANT, CHARLES?” She screamed. Briefly, she wondered if their neighbors could hear them, if Enzo and Joris could but she couldn’t bring herself to care. She couldn’t bring herself to look at him, couldn’t bring herself to lift her gaze at him as she said her next words softly, the fight leaving her body. “The anniversary wasn’t the only thing you missed. You missed my birthday, too. You didn’t even greet me but I took it to stride because I knew you were busy. I didn’t complain until now because I understood. Even when you promised me you’d fly home for your birthday so we can celebrate together and then you cancelled because of the Ferrari party and the interview, I understood. I plan all of my time off around you and never around my family or my friends, who, by the way, live in another country because I know you want to spend time with me. I always understand, Charles. I understand so much that sometimes I feel like I’m always making the sacrifices for our relationship and never you. And whenever I think to myself, I wish he’d choose me for once, it makes me feel like I’m a terrible person because I know you’re out there trying to achieve your dreams just like me and yet here I am, complaining that I don’t get enough time with you. You’re always promising to make it up to me but you never do and—” A familiar lump formed at the back of her throat, choking her words as a searing heat prickled the back of her eyes.

She loved Charles, she really did. But it was beginning to feel like that love was one sided. She wasn’t stupid. She knew what loving a man like him entailed. She expected that they’ll rarely see each other but at the rate things were going, they didn’t see each other at all. And judging by the way Charles was looking at her, with the anger in his eyes replaced by shame, he was beginning to realize that too.

“I missed your birthday?” Charles said taken aback.

“You were in Canada,” she shrugged miserably, “you were busy. I didn’t think I should remind my boyfriend when my birthday is. If you couldn’t remember, that just means you had more important things in mind.”

Shame coated his eyes as realization dawned on him. “I can’t believe I missed your birthday.”

She sniffled as she swiped at the tears that began to collect in her eyes. “It’s fine—“

“No, it’s not. I am an asshole, cherie,” Charles groaned as he pulled her in his embrace. His chest was warm, his arms even warmer as he tucked her head under his chin. “I’m so sorry. You’re right. I’m always apologizing to you and it’s not right. None of this is your fault. I’m sorry for saying those terrible things to you. I can’t believe you put up with me treating you like this for a whole year. Missing your birthday, and my birthday and our anniversary. Fuck, you’re right and it doesn’t make you a bad person to think those things because you’re right. I’m so sorry.”

Oh, darling, all of the city lights Never shine as bright as your eyes I would trade them all for a minute more But the car's outside And he's called me twice

Guilt, heavy and shameful, curled in his insides.

No wonder she was so upset with him. Every iota of her fury and more, he deserved for the shitty way he’s been treating her.

“I’m so sorry, cherie,” Charles mumbled against her hair. The smell of her shampoo, as familiar to him as his own was, invaded his sense. “I’m so sorry.”

He could feel her hands begin to wrap around his midsection. It was soft at first, tentative, before she tightened her hold on him like she was stuck in the middle of the sea and he was the lifeboat that saved her. He could feel her leaning her weight against him, the feel of her body a reassuring weight he didn’t realize he lost but was finding his whole life.

“I’m staying,” he said, pressing kisses against her head in between his words, “we’re going to celebrate everything. Your birthday, mine, our anniversary, even your promotion. You deserve as much. You deserve even more. Come fly with me, baby. Let’s go, wherever you want.”

“What do you mean?” Y/N said as she pulled away from him, eyes wide as she peered at him through her lashes.

“I’m staying here, in Monaco, with you.” He said slowly, conviction filling him as he said the words.

She gave him a dubious look. “Charles, it’s a race week. We both know you can’t miss that. It’s in Mexico for crying out loud! That’s why halfway across the world. You need to be back on the plane now if you want to make it back by Sunday.”

“I don’t care.” He said stubbornly. “None of it matters without you. Ferrari already took my breaks. I can sacrifice a race or two” And then his lips pulled into a rueful smile. “Besides, I’m not in the running for the championship anyway.”

Her eyes were still twinkling from the unshed tears, and despite the frown pulling at her lips, Charles had never thought she looked as beautiful as she did today. “But Charles, I have a job to do. I’m set to leave for London two days from now.”

His phone rang, interrupting their conversation. He fished it out of his pocket with a sigh, seeing Enzo’s face flashing on the screen. His arms were still wrapped around Y/N as he answered the phone

“Charles, nous devons partir,” Enzo urged.. (Charles, we need to leave.)

“I’m not going anywhere,” Charles replied, eyes trained on Y/N, who was watching the whole exchange with wide, reproachful eyes. “I’m right where I need to be.”

“Quoi?” (What)

“Cancel my flight, Enzo. I’m not going back. You and Joris can go home. Tell Maman I love her,” he said, ending the call before his brother could protest.

“Charles you can’t just leave in the middle of the weekend.” Y/N said, looking at him like he’d grown two heads.

“Yes, I can.” He said determinedly as he placed his hands on the side of her face, caressing her cheek as he stared deeply into her eyes in an effort to try and make her understand just how serious he really was. “I’m not racing this week. Or next week.”

“You’re going to miss Brazil too?”

“Yes. It’s time I choose you for once. I’ll race back in Vegas and Abu Dhabi but they’re lucky they’ll get even that. I chose them time and time again, cherie, and it’s not right. This is me making it up to you.” He pulled her face to his, placing a kiss on her lips. It was slow and languid, like the winding of a stopped clock that you’re trying to make right. Charles knew how lucky he was to have Y/N and she didn’t deserve to be forgotten, especially not like this. All he’s done was give her empty promises and if there was anyone in the world that deserved the best, it was her.

She pulled away from the kiss, loss of her making him groan. “What about my job? I have so much to do when I get to London. I won’t be in Monaco until the first week of November and the breaks will be far and few in between.”

“Then take me with you. Wherever you go, I’ll follow,” he said before pulling her into another kiss, this one searing and needy. He felt her pull him towards her, closing whatever distance was between them until their bodies lined flushed against the other. He could feel her figure through their clothes, feel the way her breath hitched as his hands found themselves on her waist, thumbs skimming the soft feel of her skin. She gasped at his touch and the feral feeling that seized him had the tether in him snapping. He kissed her harder, hands winding down to the back of her legs and lifting her. Almost instinctively, Y/N’s legs wrapped around his waist, her feet crossing at his back. Her hands wound themselves around his hair, pulling at the strands in a delicious way that made him shudder.

How could he choose Ferrari over and over again when they would never be able to make him feel this way? He doubted not even winning a race in Monaco would feel as she good as she does.

His phone rang again, interrupting their moment. Charles groans as he pulled away and Y/N’s laugh rang around their living room. If another phone call interrupts them again, he’s getting rid of this thing. He clicked the green button, Fred’s face flashing as he answered the call with one hand while the other continued to grip Y/N.

“Charles—“

“I’ll see you in Vegas, Fred.” Was the only thing he said before Charles clicked the red button and tossed the phone aside, focusing his whole attention back on his girlfriend.

But he's gonna have to wait tonight I'm not gettin' in the Addison Lee Unless you pack your bags You're comin' with me I'm tired of lovin' from afar And never being where you are Close the windows, lock the doors Don't wanna leave you anymore

“You mean it? You’re really skipping Mexico and Brazil for me?” Y/N asked, her voice hopeful as she spoke. Her arms were wrapped around his neck, fingers playing at the strands of his hair.

“I am.” He said with all the seriousness he could muster. “I love you, cherie, and I want to love you by your side. You’re my number one priority and I’m sorry that it took me so long to remember that. I know I’ll have to leave again but that doesn’t mean I have to leave you. I love you, cherie. Will you let me come with you?”

“Of course I will.” She smiled, before she leaning her face to him, continuing their kiss right were they left off.

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people are really being obtuse about why people are upset with carlos. no one thinks his reasoning for the marriage was bad. honestly, i think people could even get over the lying aspect if idk carlos or THE SHOW ITSELF acted like it was bad? i'm sorry but the idea of carlos sitting there letting his secret wife interrogate tk AND not wanting to ~Push her~ makes me not want them to get married. like, good thing she disappears without signing them, tk shouldn't be marrying this asshole anyway.

I agree that many are misunderstanding what is upsetting about the storyline. It's not that he was married, many of us can understand that. For me, I just want to know why he kept it from TK for so long, why he accepted the proposal. Those are the parts that I struggle with. I can honestly say writing fics this week has been very therapeutic. This is going to be long - and may turn into a bit of a ramble as I get these thoughts out.

I have trust issues when it comes to anything Tim says. I also try to remind myself that we are reading pieces of interviews that Tim, Ronen, and Rafa did regarding this particular arc. They each did more than 1 interview with more than 1 journalist. Then each of those journalists released what they thought the others wouldn't be, they each asked similar questions with different wording, just as Tim, Ronen, & Rafa answered with slightly different wording. In one interview it looks like Rafa was saying that Tim told him that he had been married to Iris as early as season 1, while in another it stated that Tim had told him that Carlos and Iris had a closer relationship than had been shown, but hadn't said anything about marriage. You can get a headache trying to read between the lines with these articles, especially since we are so connected to the characters and their relationship (fictional as it is).

For me, the most irritating Tim comment was that he didn't see this as Carlos lying to TK since it wasn't a "real" marriage. Which, quite honestly, is bullshit. It's a real marriage as in there is a legal document that has to be signed by multiple parties, has to go through the court system, has a legal waiting period until that marriage is dissolved, then an additional waiting period before either party can remarry. Its not an intimate or romantic marriage, but it is real. Right now Carlos could break up with TK, no legal documents needed - other than the deed to the loft. Carlos hasn't seen Iris in years, yet needs to go through a legal process to dissolve their 'relationship'. It's a real marriage - there are marriages that are 'in name only' all over the world - they are still real.

I am trying my best to remain optimistic about this next episode. But, I agree - Iris really has no business giving a shovel talk to TK. I can sort of understand her wanting to meet him, but it should never have been a condition of signing the divorce paperwork, especially as she was no longer reliant on Carlos for her medical care. I hope they don't go the villainizing the mentally ill character for the sake of drama. I wish they would have given Carlos a friend outside of the 126 that didn't immediately cause conflict. I want him to have friends, I just don't understand why this was the route to get them for him.

There have been people saying that TK deserves this scene with Iris "roasting" him for the Cooper scene. The scene where an insecure Carlos was unable to realize that Cooper was like "Hey I know all about you, your boyfriend literally never shuts up about you." TK told Carlos about his sponsor the night that Cooper agreed to be his sponsor, had no problem with Carlos meeting him (acted as though it was completely normal for Cooper and Carlos to meet - which it was.), and once TK realized that Carlos was really struggling with the situation, he addressed it head on. He didn't run off, he calmly sat with Carlos, not reacting to the pettiness, just trying to make Carlos understand that while sometimes he would need more than Carlos, he also explained why - that he needed people that understood what he was going through.

Now, if at some point through out this little scene we see Carlos really reassuring him, telling him that even if she doesn't sign he will still file. Something to show that he understands what TK is going through, just as TK did in 3x13. I am hoping that the "you are a hot mess" isn't directed at TK's worry and concern over their future. ANY concerns TK has are valid. He doesn't know Iris, clearly this first meeting with her doesn't go well. And really, how well does Carlos really know her at this point? We just saw their first conversation in what we are to guess is 5/6 years.

I am glad that they won't be getting married in the 1st half of the season, there needs to be some real on screen development showing that Carlos is as committed to TK. I know people will say something about when he bought the loft, but - he was married to someone else and didn't tell TK. That shows that while he wanted a life with TK, TK wasn't a priority. He wasn't willing to be honest about his legal marital status, he accepted a proposal that he couldn't honor. That would make me seriously question my significant other's commitment. It would also make me question whether they really trusted me.

There is no doubt that Carlos loves TK. It has been clear all along. But they both have individual issues and only one of them is willing to talk about them. I have said many times that the writers did a great disservice to Carlos by not acknowledging any flaws he had before now. The breakup was an equal blame situation, yet the writers chose to only give blame to TK, as did a large portion of the fandom.

As I said, I am trying to be hopeful. I am trying to remember how annoyed I was over the breakup storyline, but Push made up for it (for the most part, other than in canon, absolving Carlos of any fault for it). I am hoping that they don't cut anymore scenes that they have shown us. I am sure I will be spending the next several weeks working out my feelings in my fics. I can say that this storyline has been amazing in terms of fic inspiration!!

I do want their wedding, I want the planning drama, I want the tears - but right now, one of them needs to earn it.

#anon ask #tarlos #911 lone star spoilers #911 lone star season 4 #ramblings

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Flufftober Day 8

Prompt: Movie Marathon

Fandom: 9-1-1 Lone Star

Pairing: Carlos Reyes/TK Strand

Title: Old ways don't open new doors

Summary: "Is that clear?" Carlos asked smiling. "This is when we should drink, the last one to realize it will drink, every time one of these things happens."

Someone says "Sister" or "Sistahs". Someone says "Book" You see the inside of the spell book Thackery the cat speaks Sarah flirts with someone

"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Carlos asked, seeing what each had brought for the night.

"Sure!" Marjan said leaving the jars of honey and cream on the table. "What do you see that's weird?"

Carlos folded his arms and looked at the rest of the stuff. Mateo had brought the chili and the orange and lemon sodas and Nancy had brought all kinds of dried fruit. For his part, Paul had been in charge of the chocolate in all his feelings. Carlos and TK had bought all the drinks, technically alcoholic, but non-alcoholic.

"I don't know, maybe think I'm going to have diarrhea all day tomorrow if I drink something that puts this stuff together."

TK reached around his body from behind and rested his chin on his boyfriend's shoulder. He patted his chest a couple of times and turned back to his friends.

"Carlos my love, can you avoid being sirmpre such a cerebral guy and have a good time watching movies with your friends?"

"What I can think is that we're going to end up in the hospital with indigestion. Surely as firemen and paramedics you know that some of these mixtures are dangerous to the stomach."

"Calm down. We're going to let you pick the movie marathon we're going to do right guys?"

Paul and Marjan murdered TK with a glare, but by this time TK was more concerned about pushing Carlos onto the couch while listening to him protest, because he kept trying to make them all understand, that this could be fun mixing drinks of impossible flavors, but it would end very badly.

Once he had him on the couch, TK settled her head on his boyfriend's chest and sighed. "How many days have we worked non-stop these past two weeks without being like this, cuddling and…"

"Are you trying to take away all my self-doubt tonight?"

"Is it working?" TK asked looking up at Carlos with that look that looked like something out of an anime, almost glowing, almost bigger than normal.

Carlos kissed him back and wrapped his arms around his shoulders. "Then let's set the rules for the drinking game by watching the two Hoccus Poccus movies."

To their surprise, everyone was delighted with the idea because no one wanted to watch dramas, nor action movies after the last rescue. Besides the truth was that everyone had their own sense of humor to watch a comedy.

They rounded off the evening, literally with a few pizzas.

The game was easy and as soon as they let him set the rules for the game, as well as the mixes they had to make. They even let him put them in writing, print them out and leave them on the table.

"Is that clear?" Carlos asked smiling. "This is when we should drink, the last one to realize it will drink, every time one of these things happens."

Someone says "Sister" or "Sistahs". Someone says "Book" You see the inside of the spell book Thackery the cat speaks Sarah flirts with someone

Being a policeman helped Charles avoid drinking, mixtures of honey with chili and the like. For Paul, who noticed everything before any of his classmates, it was child's play. Marjan and Nancy were amused to taste some of the mixtures that were being prepared and were surprised at how some of the flavors could be really good.

However, Mateo and TK soon took the lead in drinking the most and by the time the first movie was over, they were both in the bathroom having a good time. On the way out, TK settled against Carlos and sighed to feel what he was hugging.

"Do you want me to cue you when necessary to avoid drinking so much with the second movie?"

"Nah, that would be cheating," TK said looking at all the bottles and jars that were still half on the table.

He was about to throw up again and when he realized it, Carlos nuzzled his side and kissed his neck. "We don't have to play."

"You love this game, because you love to win."

"I love winning."

"Then let's win this game, at least you'll win and I'll win that tomorrow, you take care of me put a hot water bottle on my kidneys and let me spend the day glued to you like a cat."

"You could do that without taking a brevity of coke, cream and a spoonful of nutella that Marjan is preparing for the first round."

"Whew…" TK ran his hand over his belly. "Will you?

"Take care of you on our day off? Have you on the couch all day with the blanket or get us up late so you can have breakfast and white rice in bed? I assure you, I can't see a better way to spend a Sunday with you."

TK nodded, closed his eyes for a moment and settled better against Carlos' body.

"Well, what?" Nancy asked. "Shall we continue with our of movies and the game?"

Everyone nodded, even TK, but Carlos squeezed his waist. "No, TK and I passed, one of us has a vowel in his stomach. But I for one have been looking forward to Hoccus Poccus 2 ever since I heard they were making it."

TK threw up a couple more times but spent the next thirty hours snuggled up against Carlso's body and that made any stomach pain worth it.

#flufftober2022 #tarlos #movie marathon #sick TK #lonestar #911 #9 1 1 lone star #9-1-1 lone star #tk strand #911 lone star #carlos reyes #caring Carlos

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howtosingit · 3 years

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I think TK and Carlos really will be such great fathers too!!! Carlos will be so soft and nice, that parent that pushes your hair off your forehead and kneels down to talk to you, and every time he looks at you all you can see is adoration, and TK would be so attentive and caring, the parent that plays pretend with you and will pick you up and spin you around when he’s the monster, running purely on the spite of his own father’s shitty parenting and his insurmountable love for his family

Carlos has this really incredible way of being gentle but honest, tough but fair. I'm thinking of the way he speaks to TK during the 1x03 police station scene; even when he's upset, he's not lashing out, he's not attacking. But then he's also an incredibly understanding person, willing to listen, willing to forgive, and also willing to give advice without being demanding or forceful. Those are all truly wonderful qualities for a parent to hold inside of themselves, and I think the way that Carlos approaches conflict and the way he shares his own insight is going to make him a truly incredible father. He makes people feel safe, he doesn't judge, and I could not imagine a child not feeling like they could come to him whenever they need him.

And I agree, I think TK would find parenting to be a little scary, just because of his own upbringing, but with Carlos I think they would create a very different household. He would know what he needed and wanted from his parents when he was younger, and he would do everything that he could to provide that for a child of his own. Their home would be full of love and support and so many fucking hugs it would just be the best place on earth. I really, really hope we get to see it before the show comes to an end.

#asks #anonymous #tarlos headcanons #like I'm literally thinking of carlos saying 'I'm not trying to be your boyfriend'#and the way he ducks his head to make eye contact with TK - almost chasing him so that TK sees how serious and non-judgmental he is #I just think it's such a real impulse and shows how open and supportive he is #and a child would feel so secure with him #plus all the other scenes we have of him and TK having difficult conversations and how they navigate through them #I think they will be truly incredible parents #brian talks

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semperama · 2 years

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DTS Season 4, Ep 2

Live-blogging under the cut again. Mama, I'm scared.

We didn't even make it to the title card and I already want to bail out. This is gonna be rough.

I'll take Cyril and Christian and Zak all hyping Daniel up. I'll take it.

"By the end of this season, I do predict an array of podiums." LORD, I'M GONNA FUCKIN DIE.

Well, I guess now that [redacted] has had a speaking role in DTS, I can't complain about how inescapable he is.

Will saying that signing a race winning driver doesn't necessarily guarantee success and then cutting to a shot of Seb.....ouch.

Literally the only way I'm going to make it through this without going back to hating Lando is by reminding myself it's an understandable reaction to losing his boyfriend.

I feel like you can tell even P6 and outqualifying Lando isn't good enough for Daniel. Like yeah, maybe it's stating the obvious and probably true of every driver, but I don't he's really ever truly happy unless he's P1.

The lingering shot of Daniel's plate of carrots and hummus. Let the man eat, for fuck's sake.

"It's impossible to judge a new driver on the first race." Again, thank you, Will, for providing absolutely nothing of value.

"He's a lot better than that." We know, Christian. We know. D:

Daniel asking what the fine is for not doing media is truly like a kick in the gut. And his poor sad little face. "What if I'm just a cunt." I'm literally going to sob. This is awful. Awful.

I DON'T EVEN WANT TO WATCH MONACO, FUCK.

The juxtaposition between how well Charles and Carlos are getting along versus how Lando and Daniel were getting along.....I'm again trying not to read this as a flaw in Lando's character, but. It's difficult tbh.

Noooo, don't show footage of 2018, my heart can't take it.

I don't think I can ever be on the Daniel Return to Red Bull train, just because I really don't think he wants to be a number 2 driver, but I can see the appeal.

"I don't think any driver would feel sympathy for another driver." Well, Lando, we know THAT'S not true, since plenty of other drivers DID express sympathy, but whatever. Also most people learn you don't have to just say everything that crosses your mind, whether it's true or not, but WHATEVER. *deep breath*

Oh good, a time-out from being heartbroken for Daniel to feel heartbroken for Charles. D:

I just want to understand. Like, when Daniel says he's struggling on the radio, what does that even mean? Is it the setup of the car? This is one time I was DTS was less about drama and more about details, because WHY. I still want to understand whyyyyy.

I'm so distraught. That was difficult to watch.

#drive to survive #dts spoilers #dts liveblogging

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buckybarnesalways · 2 years

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For 911verse ask game. I'm gonna go and say all the questions for both shows 😁

Wanna know everything ❤️

Ummm I can answer most of them for Lonestar haven't really watched the OG one in a while, but I'll try to answer for that one too

1. favorite season

for lonestar season 2 for all the tarlos. for the OG probably the first season.

2. favorite episode

2x08 give me more carlos front and center and for the OG ummm the only episode coming to mind is chims begins episode

3. favorite character

Carlos hands down (although I do also love TK) for the OG it's between Buck and Chris

4. favorite firefam scene

TK's 1 year party I love how they all came together to support him especially when he was hesitant to tell them cuz he thought they would see him differently. for the OG not sure if it counts but when they lifted the truck off of buck. that scene makes me cry every time

5. favorite friendship, relationship, or pair/group of people

for lonestar it's defiantly Tarlos (but I also love Grudd) and want Nancy and Marjan to be a thing. for the OG I gotta go with Buck and Chris, I adore them.

6. your most unpopular opinion

hmmm idk about this one maybe that Owen really isn't that great of a character and is constantly getting put in situations that would never actually happen to a fire captain in real life

7. your most popular opinion

probably just how Owen needs less screen time

8. OG or Lone Star?

Lonestar all the way it's my comfort show

9. firefighters or paramedics

this is a hard one but for Lonestar I gotta go paramedics (mainly for TK) for the OG I'll go firefighters only cuz idk who's the paramedics currently on that show

10. bathena or grudd

Grudd hands down I love Judd and Grace

11. tarlos or henren

Tarlos (but I also love henren)

12. headcanon you have for your favourite character

Carlos suffers from anxiety and TK can't cook and has asthma

13. characters from OG and LS who you want to see meet

really want Buck and Carlos to meet especially after the crossover just so TK can be like oh remember that boyfriend, I mentioned this is him.

14. what got you into the show?

for Lonestar it was because I was a fan of the original and Natacha was a favorite actress of mine from when she was on the brave and I have always loved liv Tyler. for the OG one it was just cuz i was obsessed with anything having to deal with first responders.

15. what kept you in the show?

Tarlos I fell in love with them, and I also adore Rafa and Ronen.

unfortunately, there wasn't really anything to keep me interested with the OG, but I do still like to try and keep up with it

16. favourite firefighter

I was hoping this wasn't a question. for Lonestar I can't pick just one it's Paul or Marjan. for the OG it's Buck

17. favourite paramedic

for Lonestar it's TK (I love tommy and Nancy too) for the OG it's Hen

18. favourite cop

Carlos of course

19. favourite dispatcher

Maddie

20. what is your favourite character's coffee order?

I think Carlos probably drinks his coffee black with a few spoonful's of sugar at times

21. favourite call

for Lonestar probably the horrible racist lady, it always cracks me up especially Judd. for the OG it's gotta be the beauty pageant after they eat the pot brownies

22. which cast member would you most like to meet?

Rafa he's Literally my idol Ronen is a close second. from the OG it's either Oliver or Angela Bassett (I've been a fan of Her's forever)

23. which character would you most like to meet?

Carlos we kinda have some of the same personality traits which is why I think I'm drawn to him more than most of the other character's. from the OG it's Buck I just think he would be fun to hang out with

24. favourite trope used/seen in the show

hmmm found family probably

25. firefighters or paramedics

this is a tough one I love them both hmmm Lonestar has to be Paramedics (mainly for TK) for the OG firefighters

26. favourite female character

Lonestar it's a tossup between Tommy and Andrea and Grace. for the OG it's Hen

27. least favourite female character

I don't really have a least favorite I love them all on Lonestar on the OG one it's probably the new dispatcher lady that was always picking on may

28. favourite male character

for Lonestar it's 100% Carlos for the OG it's Buck

29. least favourite male character

for Lonestar it's gotta be Owen or Billy and for the OG I'll say buck's dad (I really despise both of his parents)

30. how would you spend the day with your favourite character?

with Carlos probably go and watch a movie (which makes me think of the amazing AU that my friend @moviegeek03 wrote) with Buck hmmm probably hang out the zoo idk why that's the only thing that comes to mind

#ask game #my friends

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A CERTAIN ROMANCE

CHAPTER FIVE: A SPECIAL DAY

Author’s note: Hello! We have finally reached the awaited date between Harry and Alma. I was really excited for this chapter, hopefully you will enjoy it as much as I did, forgive me in advance for any mistakes, my beta reader (my boyfriend) was unavailable, so this is a good time to say that if anyone out there has the time and willingness to beta read any future chapters send me an ask or message to let me know. Enjoy! (:

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Harry wakes up feeling excited, nervous and hungry. He takes care of the latter, decides to make some blueberry pancakes, turns out he can't eat more than two and a cup of coffee. Not that the pancakes weren't great, in fact they were fantastic, he even decides to brag about them on an Instagram story that is published for his close friends only. Nick quickly replies to it with a laughing emoji.

You should take a Tupperware full of them to your date ;)

The reason behind his excitement and nerves make his heart race, he decides to type in a polite 'fuck off' to his mate before heading to the shower. Under the warm spray of water he tries to sort out his thoughts. Harry doesn’t want to think about his upcoming trip to California.

It was necessary for the album or so he thought last week, after going through a box with the very few memories he kept from his ex. He wasn’t in a right state of mind then, he feels pathetic. The only reason why he wanted to spend time in Los Angeles was because everything there —from the pavement to the sky— was tainted by her.

Why would he want to go back to that place where the constant reminder of his pain was literally living in the same neighbourhood? Because it would provide him the cathartic release he was looking for. That’s the line he used after Sarah and Mitch tried to dissuade him from flying across the Atlantic and Harry was so proud of himself when it worked.

That very same day, he got the first text from Alma, it was the address like she promised. ‘In case one of your talents isn’t stumbling upon my work place ;)’ the second text read and Harry had to endure Sarah’s questionnaire about the girl that made him blush with a mere wink emoji. Not that he minded talking about her, he could go on all day.

He usually preferred a shower before breakfast, usually even work out before then but well, hunger clouded his judgement earlier today. Even with that taken care of that dread still niggled him away. Just slightly. So, he decided to pick up his guitar for a moment and strummed. There was no real intention to play seriously, or to write anything down on the journal by his desk. It was more of something he enjoys too much not to do it, a way to keep his hands and mind busy, faffing around with chords. With a bit of luck he might come up with a song, a tune which just worked, that just... clicked.

Contrary to what people might believe, genius didn't strike him here and then. Not like when he'd come up with Sign of the times or Two ghosts. But finding a neat little pattern of chords a good thirty minutes later makes him smile, it's something he can work with. It needs a little polishing from Mitch and company, sure, but it has a good rhythm. He scribbled down some notes on his journal and sent the audio to his fellow musician.

Maybe he will find the words in one of the old notebooks that are somewhere in the other room, perhaps on the ones that are still on his unpacked suitcase from Japan. Silently he also hoped to find the lyrics around London. He had lived in the capital for a few years now, but he had been different then. Now he likes to think that he's a man, no longer the teenager from the boy band or the shiny new solo artist. He has new perspectives, sights, smells in this new home of his. New ideas.

Harry gazes out his bedroom window; the view is not great –mostly of the other houses in the complex. His mind focused on the cloudy sky, confused because he swore it was sunny just a few minutes ago, can bet on his life that he woke up to dazzling sunshine rays of a warm yellow colour peeking through that same window. He puts his guitar away on the bed with care and makes a beeline to his wardrobe. He needs to figure out what to wear, pronto.

Skipping her afternoon kip was not something Alma did, it was a rare occurrence which meant one thing: something special was happening.

Walking down Oxford Street, trying to decide where to get some lunch without a care in the world, that was until the calmness faded, when her schedule for the day hit her.

She had a date with Harry. A date, with Harry Styles. It was weird to go by his full name in her head, she couldn't bring herself to call or think about him as The Harry Styles.

Maybe she'd settle to call him Harry the tube guy.

The clock on her phone showed that it was no longer single figure hours, she needed to get some food now or starve until her shift was over, and then he would have to watch her feast at whatever place he chose. Alma groaned, thought how ridiculous it was to worry about him watching her eat. Harry was a grown man; of course he knows that women eat too, right?

Walking into the nearest Sainsbury's she decided to take a deep breath. He's just some guy, she concluded after paying for her chicken baguette. Nothing to stress about.

Harry showered again, while belting out some classic pop tunes. Namely Christina Aguilera and Britney Spears, something that in the past he'd swear blind you'd misheard and it was actually The Rolling Stones or Pink Floyd. But he'd come to terms that he liked what he liked.

Towel clad in the bedroom, trying to shirk off hypothermia, he was quick to put on some pants and jeans, before throwing on some simple white tee proclaiming some fading band name. He uses a dry clean towel from the closet and attempts to dry his hair, as he styles his flopped mop the thought of a haircut crosses his mind. It was getting a bit long.

One last look at the clock and he is ready to leave. "You'll be fine. Trust me." He quietly speaks to himself before closing the last few buttons of his green parka and fixing the newsboy cap on his head.

When he walks out of Colindale tube station, a little earlier than half past five, he sees the bakery from her instructions just below the large modern building Alma was kind enough to describe. She was right; the bakery is right across the street, he waits for the green man to light up to cross, shoving his hands in his pockets. The huge front windows of the establishment allow Harry to see her behind the till, feeling the heat rise to his cheeks. She looks better than she did three weeks ago. He hesitates about going in for a few minutes, but feels it ought to be better than to lurk on the street.

Alma can feel his presence the moment he sets foot into the shop, her eyes are drawn to him and a content close lipped smile is the best greeting he could ask from her. The only customer in the place can feel the shift in the atmosphere when they lock eyes. So, picking up her bag full of baked goods, she steps out and leaves them alone.

"Sorry if I'm too early." He begins while she takes off her apron and hangs it in the back wall.

"You're right on time," Alma says after checking her watch, "I'm off Carlos, see you tomorrow!" She hollers to the employee that is taking a non-allowed nap in the back. Harry holds the door open for her and follows out of the warm store. "Shall we take the tube?" At his affirmative response, she then takes out her Oyster card and leads the way.

The café was not somewhere Alma expected Harry to go, the little shop with soothing music and simple stools full of the scent of organic coffee brewing is dazzling and unique. A bit like him, she thinks. She liked it. It reminded her of the places she used to frequent when she had recently moved into the city.

Harry orders a black coffee at the counter before asking Alma what she'd like.

"A cappuccino, and remember I'm paying for our food," she hands him a tenner that he reluctantly takes from her.

"Absolutely," he iterates the order to the woman behind the counter and adds two salted caramel cupcakes handing over the cash. "If you get a seat, I'll bring it over."

Alma thanks him before scampering across the room to sit at the back two seat table tucked in the corner. It was right beside the large back window, dimly lit. Before she sat, she removed her signature burgundy coat and Harry couldn't help his eyes being drawn to certain aspects of his companion. Nice arse, he remarked with a raise of his brows before the woman behind the counter tells him for the third time that his order is ready, a look of disdain as she probably caught his gaze. Giving her a sheepish smile to appease her, he manages to balance the two plates and mugs in his hands and walk over to the table.

"They asked if you wanted whipped cream or foam and I settled for foam, hope that's not a problem." He plonks himself on the seat across from her, removing his parka in a clumsy manner before hanging it in the back of the chair.

"No problem, I actually despise–

"Whipped cream, yeah, I kind of remembered what you told me about that birthday party of yours," the green eyed lad finishes for her and scratches the back of his neck. "You know with that dare..."

Her eyes flickered down to the cupcakes laid out before them and she started picking the caramel out of one, hoping to hide the nerves his words caused.

"Right enough, yeah... I can't believe you remembered that or that I told you about it." She chuckled nervously at the anecdote she chose to share with him, it was a bit inappropriate due to the amount of vomit around it, literally. But he shrugged with a charming smile. No big deal. "Nice place," she noted.

"I know it's a bit of a strange choice. It doesn't strike me as, you know, the kind of place you put so much effort into for a first date..." Harry stops talking and now his eyes meet the cupcake in front of him. "Bollocks I must have sounded so daft, I'm sorry." Lucky for him, she doesn't laugh, instead she reaches out to stroke his hand and give it a gentle squeeze.

"Nothing to be sorry about, I can be quite daft so..."

"I doubt that Miss suave." He gets a laugh out of her then, one that is almost a snort and earns a few glances from other customers.

"I’m far from it! Honestly, I once accidentally stepped on dog shit and didn't notice until my date couldn't bear the stink anymore and checked my shoe, in a very fancy restaurant. Terrible story. Trust me, I can be daft." Alma held up her hands and the musician giggled at her.

"Promise you won't laugh?" he raised an eyebrow at her, pleading. She promised. "Well, I kind of always wanted to have a first date here. It's always one of the first places I visit when I'm back in London, the food is amazing, and service is excellent. Came here completely hung-over after my twenty-first birthday party. I guess it has a lot of good memories." Pinked cheeks gave away Harry's embarrassment, he wanted to relax and for her to be more comfortable around him.

With a sincere smile Alma placed her hand over his resting on the table. "I think that is very sweet." This reply was not what he had expected; she leant in and beckoned him closer. "For your information Harry, this is exactly a great place for a first date." Up close he swore the darkness of her eyes were about to swallow him whole and spit him out to an alternate universe. He swallowed hard and took a sip of his coffee to distract himself a bit. Perhaps caffeine was not a good choice on a day where his heart was speeding so frequently.

"Did you have a good day today at work?" he asks with a familiarity that Alma can get used to.

"Yeah, had a bit of free time to plan my next video blog. It's been ages since I uploaded one." She bashfully admits. "This cupcake was delicious, a great flavour choice." And just like that they fall into easy conversation until their cups are drained. The place is almost empty around quarter to eight and they both know it's almost closing time –the death glances from the employees behind the counter gave it away. They put on their garments again before leaving.

Harry makes his way to the door expecting Alma to follow. Instead she first gathered up their mugs and plates, to place them neatly on the counter and thanked the three workers behind it with a genuine smile. Harry looked surprised; she didn't quite have to do that. She noticed.

"Just being polite," she stated the obvious, before walking under his arm that held open the door. He chose not to comment and fought back a smile.

They stood outside, not really sure of what to do next. Usually he would suggest going back to his place. It was near, but he watched her yawn discreetly and he suddenly remembered that she had a real job, well actually jobs in plural. He broke the silence.

"It was nice to see you again Alma." He meant it and she smiled as she toyed with the buttons of her coat. British summer weather was hardly cold, but today it seemed to be punishingly windy. Harry near gave a shiver, but instead took a deep breath before speaking again. It was now or never. "It'd be quite great, if I could... I'd like to see you again. Please." He shifted on one foot, nearly drowned in the silence that followed.

"I'd quite love to see you again," Harry gave a slight gulp, very slight and got out strength from the words she spoke to take a big risk, the first of today.

He stepped closer and cradled her face in his hands before leaning down and kissing her cheek. It wasn't the full on kiss he wanted to give her. But it is something he'd been dying to do since he first saw her today, something he hoped would make clear how attracted he was to her. Harry smelled like coffee and caramel. God this man's lips are prettier up close, she thought right before he straightened up.

She stayed close to him before speaking again. A low murmur so that the passing London traffic wouldn't steal her words from him.

"This was an amazing date."

Alma walked with him the long distance of one mile to the tube station, their hands brushing against each other. He was desperate to just hold hers, kiss her soft knuckles and ask about the lightning-shaped scar on her little finger. But decided against it, he knew that West Hampstead was not a common area for paparazzi, but he didn't want to risk her. Especially after the splendid afternoon they just shared.

They said their farewells.

"I'll call you," he said again. She warned that he better, before entering the station, he took great delight in watching her walk away from him, his gaze falling once more to her bum now covered by the coat. Harry spun on his heel and walked the short distance to his home.

Surely London could help him find the lyrics for that tune, this city definitely had something.

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