This Cutie Deserved More Time And Appreciation

If no one hears from me for 3-5 business days THIS IS WHY

pairing: oscar piastri x fewtrell!reader, lando norris x fewtrell!reader

summary: the triple header brings y/n closer to a breaking point

warnings: SMAU (no written parts), swearing, mature themes, emotional distress, light angst, use of y/n

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a/n: chapter 33, so of course, i had to sneak in a little max cameo!!!

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credits for the pics used in this chapter go to lissiemackintosh on instagram

I CRIED

i'm literally begging rn 🤕 can you please PLEASE do reader with a family issues orr if you don't feel comfortable doing that you can do a reader who is not feel love at all? so she feels weird when lando loves her SO much like it's all confusing to her? (i know i'm literally begging but BUT if you feel weird or uncomfortable you don't have to do it at all 💖 just that's the situation i'm in rn 😜 but unfortunatelly i don't have a lando that loves me SO much 🤕)

if you do or don't do at all i'm still thankful 🙏🏻 i hope you have the bestest day EVERrRr!! ❤️❤️

pairing: lando norris x fem!reader warnings: none! just fluff (shocking for me i know LOL) word count: <500 words author's note: SO SORRY FOR THE LATE RESPONSE!!! and also sorry if this isn't exactly what you meant and that its short. just wrote some fluff while in between tasks at work so its short for that reason. ily and thank u for the message!!! ◢◤◢◤◢◤◢◤◢◤◢◤◢◤◢◤◢◤◢◤◢◤◢◤◢◤◢◤

You’ve never been good at this part.

The safe part. The part after someone says I love you and expects you to say something back. 

You’re sitting on the couch, legs stretched. Wearing his hoodie. Lando’s across from you, one arm resting on the back of the cushion, while the other grazes your thigh. Fingers rubbing smooth circles into your skin. Always touching you.

“Y’know,” He says. Teasing. “Most people smile when being spoiled.”

“Spoiled?” You narrow your eyes.

“Mhm,” He nods. Lifting your hand and pressing a kiss to it. “Bring you snacks. Kiss you like its the only thing I wanna do…which it is. Let you steal my clothes.” He grins. “And you sit there like I have you on trial.”

You roll your eyes, a soft laugh. “Always so dramatic.”

“And you’re weird about being loved.” He shoots back. “Seriously though. It’s like it hurts you.”

You shove his shoulder, and he laughs. Catches your wrist and holds it to his chest.

“Don’t be mean.”

“I’m not.” He says. Soft eyes. “Just a little confused is all.”

Your breath catches.

He keeps pushing. “Y’never ask me for a thing. Even get all shy when I compliment you. Y’act like loving you is an inconvenience…”

“It’s not,” You whisper. A little tense.

“Then what is it, you muppet?”

You’re not sure how to answer. The words just never sounding right in your head. Too vulnerable. 

“I’m just not used to it..is all.” You shrug.

And Lando’s quiet. Contemplating. Absorbing your answer. Staring straight at you with those eyes. The ones that say my God, I fucking love you.

“And that’s not your fault…like at all” He pulls you closer. Hand still holding yours to his chest. His heartbeat fluttering. Solid. Warm. “Can I tell you somethin’?”

You hesitate. Nod.

“I love you.” Voice low but full of emotion. “And like not in the halfway let’s see how it goes way. I mean like…love you love you. Like I get excited to just hear your voice. Wanna tell you instantly whenever something good or bad happens. I mean…fuck, I saw someone trip over their bag the other day and thought oh wow, she’d probably laugh at that.”

You laugh, a small smile growing on your lips. Warmth in your chest.

“You’re in my head….like all the time. And it just feels…right. Perfect.” He reaches for you, cupping your jaw. Thumb brushing your skin. “I don’t want you to feel like you have to be perfect at this…I just need you. S’that okay?”

Your eyes sting a little. Just a tiny bit. Like tears are threatening to form. And you nod.

And he leans forward, kisses you. Then kisses your nose. Fingers still brushing your cheek.

“Good,” He mumbles. “Cause you’re kind of it for me.”

I NEED SOME INTERNET FRIENDS

I'm bored and need friends sooooooooo

I want Veronica's standards in life🙌🏼🙌🏼

My family owns a track.

*Lily, Boone, and Dani are sitting on a bench* Tyler: Why do you guys look so sad? Dani: Sit down with us so we can tell you. *Tyler sits down* Lily: The bench is freshly painted.

he’s a fictional character to you, i know him personally

Like I Can (Part 1)

Summary: After yet another bad date and tired of swiping on apps, the Dagger Squad steps in to help you out by setting you up on a series of blind dates. Much to Rooster’s dismay.

Warnings: fuff, slight angst. Minors DNI

Length: 3.2K

Pairing: Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw X Female Reader

(We’re kicking of Valentine’s Day a bit early❣️ Enjoy!)

“I’m all for growing the sport, but Brady buying an MLP team is ruining the integrity of the league. He may be the GOAT of football, but he has nothing on Ben John’s world-class pickleball game,” your date Max passionately states from his spot across from you at the Italian place he had recommended.

Or was his name Mac?

He’d already told you all about the CRBN paddle drama. At this point, you wouldn’t be surprised if he had already prepared a PowerPoint presentation on the topic complete with transitions and color-coded charts. He seems the type.

And he had yet to ask you a single question about yourself all evening.

You can tell he is gearing up for the next part of his rant, when your phone lights up on the table, the ringer on higher than you realized.

“Oh! I’m sorry, I thought I had this on silent. It’s my mom, I should probably take this,” you apologize to him, your phone already halfway raised to your ear.

“Hey, kid, how’s it going?”

“Hi Mom, I’m with someone right now. Is everything ok?” You let a little worry tinge the tone of your voice.

“Seriously?” Rooster drolly rasps on the other end of the line, “Are we actually doing this?”

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