#i just wish this weekend happened again 🙏🏻😭

[luveline]

I need more Hotch x teacher PLEASE, I’ll take anything 😭🙏🏻

Mr. Hotchner —call me Aaron, he always says, because he’s a bully— walks across the school grounds with his son stuck to him. 

According to your colleagues, Jack used to be more outgoing. Not extroverted, but friendly, with many friends and lots to say. But after the passing of his mother a few years ago he’s become a quieter child. It’s not uncommon to see him glued to his father or his Aunt Jess before school. 

You tuck your hands in your cardigan against the early summer morning chill. “Hello,” you greet as the Hotchners approach. “Good morning.” 

“Good morning,” Aaron says. His smile is a rare and lucrative sight; whenever he smiles at you like this, as though you’re some wonder he’s happened upon accidentally, it betters your whole day. 

“Good morning, Jack,” you say, a gentle prompt to see what mood he’s in. 

“Hi.” 

“Hi, buddy. You got your reading diary filled out?” you ask. 

“Yeah. Me and dad read Marlo again, I hope that’s okay.” 

You bend just a bit to be smaller, “You can read anything you want to.” 

“Dad says so too.” 

You and Aaron share a look. “Dad’s always right, huh?”

Jack nods emphatically. Aaron edges a half step closer to you, looking as though his hand is itching where he’s tucked it in his coat pocket. There’s something in it, you realise. He pulls it out and offers it to you covertly. 

“You left this behind,” he says. 

It’s one of your bracelets. You open your palm and let him tip the bracelet into your hand, curling your fingers closed, but not before the brush of his thumb has made you miss it against your cheek. 

“Oh, wow, I assumed I lost it.”

“No… it must have fallen down between my bed and the nightstand.”

You glance around, not as covert as you wish you were. It’s not that you and Aaron can’t date, but you perhaps shouldn’t, and besides that things are so new between you that it isn’t anyone else’s business either way. Plus, you have Jack to think about. He doesn’t know you’re seeing his father yet. 

You smile gratefully and tuck the bracelet into your pocket. “Thank you.” 

“Jack!” a blonde little girl called Sadie races up to you all and smiles wide. “Do you want to come and play with me? I want to try cartwheels before we go in.” 

Jack looks up at Aaron, who nods and leans down. He kisses his unwrinkled forehead. “I should be going soon. Be good today, okay?” 

Jack says his love yous as he jogs away with Sadie, his lunchbox forgotten in Aaron’s hands. “Want me to take it?” you ask. 

“Oh, yes. Please, honey, if you don’t mind.” 

Again, his hand brushes yours as he hands it over, his skin a reminder that he’s touched you now, and kindly, gentle fingertips trailing down your back as you dozed with your face against his chest. He’s so… perfect, in a way, such a caring person, you’ve never felt like this about someone. His proximity makes you wish you could go home with him now or follow him to work. It’s an achy feeling without being sore. 

“I never mind.” You watch him carefully as you talk, “It’s nice to get to see you every morning.” 

“It would be even nicer if we could’ve had the whole morning together,” he says agreeably, fondly. “Did you check your calendar for me? How are things looking next weekend?” 

“Very open for nice men who bring me jewellery.” 

“Don’t start,” he says quietly, his hand twitching toward yours, “or I’ll blow our cover.” 

“I wish you could.” 

“Me too, honey. I’m going to talk with Jack about it again this weekend.” He beams. “I wonder if he’ll change his tune this time.” 

When Aaron brought up the idea of you and him together to Jack, it had been as a simple hypothetical: How would you feel if me and Miss L/N wanted to be friends, Jack? 

He was ecstatic. Then we can see her all the time! he’d said. Aaron’s next port of call is to introduce the g-word. 

You and Aaron meet eyes, looking at one another, his hand creeping closer and closer to your side. He takes the end of your cardigan into his hand and feels it between his fingers, the slight touch, slightest movement of the fabric against your shoulder sending a shudder down your arms and chest. 

“Can I see you tonight?” he asks. 

“You aren’t busy?” you ask, surprised.

“Of course I am, I always am. But I think I have to see you.” 

Oh, you have to, you could tease. But you really need to see him too. “Just text me when you want me and I’ll be there,” you say, looking away from him toward the children and their racing. 

You’re glad you aren’t looking at him when he next speaks. “I always want you, but I have to go. Have a good day, honey, alright?”  

Jack’s lunchbox creaks in your hand. A funny soft kiss would be nice here, his smile pressed to yours. Maybe one day you’ll get one out in the open. “Thank you. Have a good day, too, Aaron,” you say, only looking up at him when you’re sure he’s crossed the school grounds to the parking lot. 

He looks back over his shoulder to you twice. 

[420pogpills]

hoping for sunday meetup bc i have plans for the rest of the weekend but even if it's not i wish u all freeness when the meetup happens

awww fingers crossed everything happens when you’re able to be online too!!! 😭🙏🏻🙏🏻 with this hurricane situation, sunday is quite likely! i really wonder how bad it’s gonna be and how long it’s gonna last, cause orlando airport just announced they’ve ceased activity from this morning but haven’t really given a deadline for when it will start operating again so it’s all up in the air right now technically D:

[leclercsvm]

"no, you are not dreaming charles leclerc you've just won the italian gp wearing that infamous red suit, you are a hero" 🥺🥺🥺🥺 i want to live here forever 🤍❤️

[leqclerc]

the fact that we’re sitting here - us and charles - disappointed that we got p2 instead of the win is just like unreal. it almost feels like 2019 again, like bahrain and austria and all of his close calls. i’m sad on one hand but on the other hand, charles leclerc what a man, what a driver and ferrari what a team, again sitting down and working and fixing their tyre issues and xavi guiding charles so calmly, so well through the engine issues and charles with his engine related traumas just handling it, like he handles everything, i’m so in awe of him and what he did today (i only wish he’d be kinder to himself) the win would’ve been the icing on the cake, truly we can’t diminish how amazing this result is

Yes, anon! Yes! All of this! 😭💕

Obviously a win would've been incredible and well-deserved for him - for today, for Monaco, for all the almosts and for the progress he and the team have done since it became apparent that the 2020 car is just Not There during winter testing and how heartbreaking that was for everyone in the team. So I absolutely understand his disappointment and it's impossible to not feel at least a stab of it, knowing just how tantalizingly close it was, the fact that it happened at the very end, the fact that it came down to the Ferrari engine lacking just that little bit of juice to keep the Mercedes behind. But again this is all a testament to just how far they've come.

Everyone keeps saying they're "surprised" by the pace of the Ferrari, but I'm not. I mean you always hope but... this podium has been months in the making. He was on the cusp in Imola already. He had serious pace in Monaco, and if it weren't for technical issues he more than likely would've clinched that win or podium at least.

His start was incredible, he got around Valtteri pretty easily, and then cleverly kept his distance from Max and Lewis who were fighting it out in the front while using their slipstream. You could tell they were a hair's breadth away from an incident between each other, and, well. And he navigated that cleverly, gaining an advantage without tangling with them. Then the post-red flag start he nailed again and got off cleanly and then kept diligently extending his lead until the alarming engine radio message.

Ofc it's Ferrari and it couldn't have been an almost-win without giving the fans heart palpitations over the engine sdjwef God I got terrible flashbacks to Bahrain - as I'm sure Charles did himself, given the fear and panic in his voice. Who knows, maybe those were the few precious seconds that - had it not been for the engine cutting out - could've made the difference in the end. Watching his onboard was incredibly tense and stressful so I can't imagine what it must've felt like for him in the car. But yeah, I know we laugh about the "we're checking" and "oh it's fine" radio messages but Xavi was on top of it, explaining the situation, giving instructions, keeping Charles aware but calm, and feeding him a steady stream of praise which I'm sure helped. And then that radio message from him to Charles at the end...Fuck. If they get 2022 right this...this could start being the norm. GOD I want nothing more than for Charles and for Ferrari, all the team members putting in such hard work, trying to examine and understand and eliminate issues...I want this all to pay off. I want to see them reaching for wins, for podiums, consistently.

Also, I have to say, the weekend he's had and the performance he put in today especially... sweet validation after the whole Reddit thread drama that was going around. Charles is IT baby 🥰 So yeah, incredibly proud. His day will come. Their time will come 🙏🏻