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[38livesalone-has3cats]

Hiiiii i have a request 😛

bob floyd gets a concussion and is flustered and embarrassed when wife!reader tells him they’re married, and he doesn’t believe her because she’s so pretty

muaahahahaha😈😈😈 I absolutely loveee this !!!

warnings/tags: v minimal hospital stuff, anxious reader, (y/n) used like twice, fluff, bob is sooo in love lololl, very quick nsfw mention, also bob is southern because I SAID SO, reader is lowkey southern too cause i am and i’m projecting🥀

wc: 1.2k

a/n: sighhh i love bob so much, this was so fun to write :] thank you for the req !! plsss keep them comin !

It wasn't very often you were invited on base. You aren't not allowed there, you just never really had much of a reason to spend the day over there. So that's why you're a little fidgety as you make your way through the parking lot of the small hospital on base. That, and you had received a worrying phone call this morning.

You were lounging at home- enjoying your day off- when your phone rang. You recognized the number from the very few times you had been called by one of your husband's supervisors. A doctor had informed you that your husband had had to make an emergency eject during training and hit his head pretty hard.

You had panicked immediately but the doctor assured you Bob would be just fine; he just has a fairly serious concussion and his memory and motor skills are a bit wonky at the moment. You finished up the phone call and rushed over as quickly as you could.

You aren't waiting in the lobby very long before a nurse leads you back to your husband's room. Your heart almost breaks at the sight of him in his hospital bed, looking absolutely pitiful. He's sitting up slightly with his head tilted back facing the ceiling, his eyes closed and his breathing a bit slower than usual.

"Bobby? Honey, how're you feeling?" You're by his side in an instant, one hand caressing his arm and the other brushing along his forehead as his eyes flutter a few times before his head tilts toward you. His eyes are a bit fuzzy, unfocused, but he's still got that light he's always had- like the sun itself has taken root in him and couldn't help but shine through. "'m doin' okay, how're you?" He mumbles, his tone completely serious. You can't help but laugh at him; those southern manners imbedded deep in him. "I'm okay, just worried bout you, Bobby." You run your fingers along the edge of a small bandage on his forehead, before turning and reaching for his glasses.

Carefully, you slide them onto his face and watch in amusement as his mouth drops open. You go to speak, but he beats you to it; "I think you're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen." A pretty flush rises to his cheeks and his eyes stay wide open, like he doesn't want to blink and miss any microexpression you might make.

"Oh, thank you, handsome." You grin, cupping his chin with one hand and leaning in to brush your lips against his gently. You're shocked when his shaky arms do what they can to push you away- there's not much force behind his wobbly movements, but you back away and look down at him with furrowed brows. "Nonononono, stop stop- 'm married." He frantically tries to get out despite the slur in his voice.

"Baby-" You start, fighting the giggle in your voice. He shakes his head, a beautiful pout taking over his features. "I love my wife. She's perfect- you gotta back up." His eyes screw shut, he turns his head away from you, and his shaky hands rub his eyes. "Her name's (y/n), she's fuckin' great- pardon my l-language." He mumbles, mostly to himself at this point.

"Bob. My name is (y/n). My last name's Floyd. I'm your wife." You reach out to gently grasp his wrists. Bob whips his head toward you so fast he's dizzy for a few moments. You keep your eyes on him, unsure whether to laugh or call for a nurse. Once his eyes really focus on you he seems to deflate, his arms falling to his lap and his cheeks quickly heat up a bright red. He looks.. nervous. "You okay?" You hum, slowly reaching out for him.

A beat of silence passes before he opens his mouth, his bottom lip trembling, "I missed youuu." He finally says- his hand shooting out to meet yours. He overshoots it a bit, though, and smacks your shoulder. You let out a relieved laugh, grabbing his hand and interlacing your fingers together. God, he really scared you for a second. "You're really my wife? How?" He asks, looking absolutely amazed as you run your fingers along his cheekbones.

"It's a very long story, Bobby. But I love you." You grin, leaning down to kiss his forehead. He lets out a dreamy sigh, reaching up with his free hand to grip onto your shoulder. "Yeah? God, you're so pretty." He blinks up at you, unable to fight the smile on his face.

For a moment, you're stunned by just how beautiful he is- pink cheeks, wide eyes, and a boyish grin; a little beat up and bruised but easily the most gorgeous man you've ever seen. You chest seems to swell up with all the love you feel for your husband. You feel a tugging at your shirt and realize he's said something to you. "Sorry, what'd you say, honey?"

"'m tryna sweep you off your feet, sweetheart- you're makin' it hard." Bob grumbles, letting go of your hand to grip at the front of your shirt so he can tug you down with both arms. You let out a breathy laugh, allowing him to pull you closer. "I'm so very sorry." You grin against his lips before giving in.

He tastes the same, he's got the usual enthusiasm, his technique's just a bit wonky. You honestly wouldn't change it for the world. The kiss only breaks when he's gasping and you have to push him away or he won't stop. It's his favorite thing- drowning in you; in your eyes, your lips, your pussy. God, just the thought of having you has blood rushing to his dick so fast he's a bit lightheaded.

You press one last lingering kiss to his lips before you're pulling back and turning to grab a chair. "Doctor said you gotta spend the night here so-"

"Need my pillow- need to move my pillow." Bob's voice is urgent when he interrupts you and you're letting go of the chair and running your eyes over him to see if anything's changed. "Where? Are you okay? You hurting?" You question him as you carefully slide the pillow out from behind him. He just furrows his brows and chews on his lip as you hold the pillow beside him for a moment. "Where do you want it, Bobby?" You repeat, worry clawing up your throat.

"My lap." One of his wobbly arms grabs onto the pillow and tugs it toward him- you don't let go just yet, your fear turning to confusion. A "Huh?" tumbles from your lips and Bob is grinning. "So pretty, my wife.. Gave me a kiss and I popped a boner." He sighs, still fighting with you for the pillow as he starts to giggle to himself over the word 'boner'.

You let go of the pillow with an incredulous laugh and watch as he settles it over his lap. Surely there's no way he's at full mast with all the pain meds in his system- you almost want to check- but you just shake your head and settle into the chair next to his hospital bed. You thread your fingers with his and settle your head onto his boner-hiding pillow, keeping your eyes on his as he traces his unsteady fingers along your features.

Bob stares at you in wonder, wondering what he could've done to ever possibly deserve having you. "My wife." He murmurs, reverently, like he can't quite believe it.

"Maybe we'll renew our vows when you aren't so hopped up on pain meds."

[astars-things]

In case of an emergency

Lando Norris x Reader

Summary- where y/n is going to watch Lando race and unexpectedly gets her period and finds out that Lando has an 'In case of an emergency' little bag in his backpack full of everything you need  

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"Hey baby", Lando cooed, walking up to you. You were standing in his garage, waiting for Lando to finish free practice "Hi, love", you said, trying to keep your distance from Lando as he was hot and sweaty. As much as you adored him, you weren’t exactly in the mood for a hot, sweaty hug right now.

Lando paused, eyebrows pulling together just slightly. "You okay?" you nodded "I’m just going to the toilet," you whispered quickly, brushing your hand gently over his arm as you turned to leave. As you walked to the nearest bathroom, you had a gut feeling that something wasn't right. By the time you reached the stall and checked, your fears were confirmed. A quiet groan escaped your lips as you stared down, suddenly unsure of what to do. No products, no bag,  you hadn’t brought anything because you hadn’t expected this. Of all days.

You sat there for a second, frozen. The panic crept in slowly. You didn’t know many people around the paddock well enough to ask. And Lando, he was in the middle of a race weekend. You didn’t want to bother him with this. It felt silly, even though you knew it wasn’t. 

Lando🧡- Hey, you've been in the toilet for a while, you okay?

y/n ❤️- No I'm not okay...I JUST GOT MY PERIOD 

You locked your phone, a little embarrassed, already regretting sending the message. But less than a minute later, it buzzed again.

Lando🧡- Don’t move. I’ve got you

About five minutes later, someone entered the Ladies' room "Hey y/n", Lily Oscar's girlfriend called out "Yeah," You answered, slightly panicked. Not really wanting to interact with people while you were going through a crisis, she slid a small bag under the stall "Lando told me to give this to you" Your mouth dropped open slightly as you stared down at the bag on the floor. You reached for it slowly, touched by the gesture, but also slightly mortified that your period situation had now become a whole team effort. 

You muttered a thanks before opening the bag to find. Pads, tampons, painkillers, even a mini chocolate bar, a hair tie and perfume. You felt your eyes beginning to water as it was the most sweetest thing, once you were all sorted you made your way to the Mclaren unit. You found Lando in his driver’s room, sitting on the edge of the couch with his race suit unzipped halfway and a water bottle in hand. The moment he saw you, his eyes softened.

"Hey," he said gently, getting to his feet. "Feeling better?" You nodded, managing a small smile as you stepped inside. "Much. Thank you."  He reached for you instantly, pulling you into a warm, slightly damp hug, but for once, you didn’t mind the sweat. It was Lando. He made everything feel safe, even the most inconvenient kind of chaos.

When you pulled back, he gave you a sheepish grin. "Hey, uh, do you still have the bag Lily gave you?" You raised an eyebrow. "Yeah, why?" He held out his hand. "I wanna put it back in my backpack." You handed it over, curiosity blooming in your chest. "Wait this is yours, I thought it was lilys'?"

Lando nodded, looking almost bashful. "Yeah. I’ve had it for a while now. Started putting it together ages ago after you had that meltdown in Monaco 'cause you forgot tampons and no store was open." 

Your heart swelled, but you kept your tone light. "So, You made this for me?" 

"Pretty much," he said, unzipping his backpack and tucking the pouch carefully into the front pocket. "It’s not just for you, technically. I mean, yeah mostly you but Lily’s needed it once. One of the mechanics’ girlfriends, too. It’s just a little 'In Case of an Emergency' kit. Someone always ends up needing something at the track. Even Max borrowed a painkiller once."

You blinked. "Max?"

"Headache. Not a period," he added quickly, grinning. You stared at him, mouth slightly open. "You carry this around like, all the time?" He nodded like it was the most casual thing in the world. "Lives in my backpack. Next to my spare gloves and protein bars." He paused, eyes flickering up to yours. "Figured if I can’t fix everything, I can at least be prepared."

You laughed, the sound soft and full of love. "That’s actually one of the sweetest things ever."  He glanced at you over his shoulder, zipping up the bag. "You think?" "I know," you said, walking up to him and wrapping your arms around his waist. "Thank you for being an amazing boyfriend" You said kissing lando on the cheek 

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[catsplayland]

[i-am-the-stargirl]

Hi!!!! Can I please please please get a Colin Gray x reader? Maybe a bimbo reader or a softie ballerina? 🩰👙💄🐆

he was a punk, they did ballet (what more can i say?) • colin gray x ballet!reader

fluff, gender neutral reader but written with feminine in mind, bulletpoints, ~940 words, no capitalization, content under the cut

a/n: i feel like i went a little too hard on colin’s pov instead of the readers ^^’ hopefully it’s still enjoyable!

- colin was in love with you, and he had been for a while.

- he was kinda embarrassed of himself for it– in his head, you were pretty, pink, all frills and bows and flourishes. he was dark, broody, belt chains, stripes and spikes. (or at least he tried to be; he could only hope he came off as cool and mysterious as he wanted to.)

- he knew you did ballet. sometimes he heard you talking about it as he passed you in the hall. his mind filled with images of you on the tips of your toes, all graceful on stage while classical music plays in the background. the spotlight would light the curve of your cheeks, showing all the accents, curves, and swaying of your body…

- sometimes he wrote poetry. yeah, cliche for an emo guy, he knows. but he wrote it about you and how pretty you look and how you remind him of a lily. he’s thought about showing it to you, but always eventually decides not to because it would be too embarrassing.

- he didn’t know you looked at him the same way he looked at you: from across classrooms or cafeteria tables, wishing that you weren’t so out of his league. like– you’re so.. graceful. and organized. you’re everything and he’s.. some guy who wears too much black and can’t speak to people.

- a school dance was coming up, sometime in the spring. for weeks, he’s fantasized about asking you out to it. he’d be cool and suave and you’d swoon into his arms.. yeah, right. he had no chance.

- but a little thought danced at the back of his mind like a ballerina in a music box. if there’s no chance, there’s no consequences, right? ask her.

- that thought didn’t leave his mind for days. it didn’t stop until he finally manned up and made the decision; he was going to ask you to the devil’s kettle high spring fling dance.

- as soon as he entered school, he was overcome with a feeling of pure fear. what if you called him a creep? what if this made you hate him? what if you hated him already? well, it was too late now, he was already walking up to you.

- colin stammered out a ‘hi,’ one hand holding a lily flower behind his back, the other fiddling with the rosary lazily wrapped around his wrist.

- ‘so, i know you don’t really know me– i mean, we talk sometimes in biology because we sit close, but that's not the point– i just–‘ he took a breath. he looked at you and your pretty outfit; a cute pink cardigan with ribbons on the sleeves, some shorts and some light pink tights.

- ‘would you go to the spring fling dance with me?’ he finally managed to get out, despite the overwhelming pounding of his heart. he held out the flower braced for rejection.

- …and was caught completely off-guard when you actually said yes. you let out an amused laugh at his reaction. it sounded like wind chimes to him.

- you took the lily. ‘how’d you know these were my favorite?’

- colin shrugged with a small smile. ‘lucky guess?’ your gaze melted. ‘thank you, colin. really.’ your lips stretched into a smile that crinkled up your eyes.

- ‘i’ve gotta get to class now, ’ you said, putting on your backpack. it had a little keychain of a teddy bear with a pink bowtie, something colin had noticed many times while staring at you. ‘i’ll see you at the dance.’

- all colin could say as you walked off was a breathless ‘yeah.. totally.’

- colin was starstruck. he couldn’t help but walk away with a little bit of pep in his step.

- eventually, the dance rolled around. colin felt awkward in his tux– way too formal for his taste. but the pink lily boutonniere on his lapel calmed him, because he knew it was for you.

- when you two arrived to the dance, it all felt dreamlike for colin. what stars had aligned to let him be able to go out with such an amazing person? well, he wasn’t going to take thischance for granted. as soon as the music started, he put his hands on your waist and let himself dance with you.

- sometimes he’d twirl you. you’d do a clean turn, or multiple– colin was mesmerized. you moved with such a grace that was just hypnotizing to him. you were light on your feet, agile on your toes, and all he could do was watch with wonder.

- the night went on with lots of talking and realizing how similar you actually were. that was until, abruptly, he asked: ‘wanna go to my car?’ you nodded, a light blush coming to your face.

- once he was in the car with you, colin realized he didn’t plan this far ahead. he invited you to put any song you wanted on. you decided on ‘cave pas: grand adagio’ from the ballet le corsaire— a bit of a deep cut, but you loved it. he let the music waft over him as he looked at you, his heart thumping in his ears.

- ‘you know,’ you started, ‘i always thought you were cute.’

- ‘you did?’ colin’s doe eyes widened, just to be met with your own.

- ‘yeah, i think. you were just.. so different. and i like that. but why would you like me, you know?’

- colin stops you ‘i don’t just like you.’

- and suddenly the two of you were closer and closer, until your faces were barely a breath apart. the music crescendoed as your lips connected. it felt like your souls were mingling together in a dance of turns, leaps, pas de chats, and pirouettes.

- when you pulled away from each other, all colin could muster was a dreamy ‘oh my god…’

- who would have thought? the emo and the ballet dancer. an unlikely pair, but one that neither of you would ever trade.

[honeysmoonn]

finnick odair who brings you back seashells and pearls after a day at the beach. and finnick odair who eventually steals the trinkets out of your room and weaves them into a delicate necklace for you to wear. and finnick odair who’s heart beats a little faster every time your collarbones are exposed, showing of his gift to you. finnick odair who smiles when he sees your friends asking where your necklace is from, only to see your point his direction with a smile<3

[thesmithseatmealive]

Tomoe who's ears flatten to the top of his head when showing affection- like a little puppy. Or should I say fox?

Tomoe who when you start scolding him for attacking anyone, especially in public flattens his ears and nudges his head under your neck, pouting and acting innocent. Yes, it is an obvious manipulation to get out of your lecture about blah blah harming humans or what not- but it works. You cant help but get flustered when he acts so sweet and nuzzles into your neck! And plus he's in the perfect position for you to play with his fluffy ears.

Tomoe who smirks letting you play with his ears, staring fox fire at the human he attempted cooking for dinner tonight. The human runs off, not understanding how you cant see how evil the fox yokai is.

In your defense, Tomoe wasn't an innocent fox, but he rarely let you play with his ears. You had to take advantage!

Tomoe who carries you off back home a pleased look on his forever cocky face as you consider chomping on his fox ears.

[munv]

hello there! Can I request Gojo from JJK with a Venti!S/O?

It was just a Tuesday, nothing like flowing through the breeze and enjoying the city lights below. The wind carried a gentle hum of the distant chatter, cars, and all the noises that follow.

Perched ontop of a rooftop, you allowed your legs to dangle. Lyre in hand as you tuned your strings with delicate fingers. It didnt take long before you senses a presence behind you. It wasnt hostile, but that didnt make it any less intimidating.

“And who do I owe the pleasure?”

A chuckle rang out behind you. If you turned around now, you would bet hes carrying that same lazy and cocky grin. “Pleasure? Thats a word worth talking about”

You plucked another string before replying, “I imagine you love to hear your name even more Satoru. Seeing how you’re so intent on making my personal spot your stage.”

He laughed and approached your figure. Taking long strides until you were side by side. Hands in his pockets and posture laxed. “Your spot? Surely you jest!” He clutched his chest with mocked hurt, crouching down and laying out next to you on the ledge, laying his head into your lap.

You flicked a breeze to tussle his hair. Reaching down, you took off his blindfold and reached into his pocket to take out a pair of dark tinted glasses. Placing them onto his face with a small smile.

The weight of his antics settled onto you with a following sigh. One that you assumed meant he was pleased. “careful now, even the wind isnt able to escape my infinity" he mocked

"oh? and is that a challenge?" now, your voice was like the breeze, ever so teasing, and just as fleeting.

and just like that, you were gone. leaving laughter and the scent of the fresh breeze in your wake. Satoru stared at the empty that was left behind, the hint of a faint smile tugging at his lips.

"what a troublemaker" he muttered, disappearing just as quickly. In the end even infinity struggled a bit to capture the wind.

[hpiiker]

what’s ur dirtiest hasan HC :p

OOOOOO

i just know this man would LOVVVVEEE spitting in your mouth, while holding your throat after he eats you out 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

[halesinger]

just rewatched the twilight movies now that they’re added back on netflix, and it’s got me thinking i should write something for paul lahote..

[rowdyluv]

★✰ 600 ꜰᴏʟʟᴏᴡᴇʀ ᴄᴇʟᴇʙʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ✰★

Holy smokes 600? 600 of you guys following me? I can’t believe that each of you have joined me for this crazy ride of experiencing hockey but I love and appreciate that every one of you have. As a thank you for supporting me I have decided to do a little celebration of blurb requests! More information to come on the submission how-tos, prompts, and players I’ll be accepting!

ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛs!

Falling for You

“I love you.” ‘I know.’ “Say it back.”

"I'm always thinking about you."

“You’ll be the death of me, …”

“You make me want to be a better person.”

"Is it not obvious? Am I doing something wrong?"

“So, tell me, what do you feel for me?” “You know the answer. You know it all.” “I want to hear you say it. It’s now or never.”

“We could be something more than this. Something we both want, something we both feel.”

“You’re doing it again.” ‘What?’ “Staring like a creep. Just go talk to (pronoun).”

“I saw this and I thought of you.”

"What are you doing here? I thought you were going to be out with your friends." "Yeah, well I have a priority and the priority is you. Plus you're technically one of my friends too."

Spice it Up

** See image list of players for who can be selected for NSFW content**

A “you have no idea how long i've thought about having you like this”

B “fuck, I missed you.”

C “I’m not jealous, you’re just mine.”

D “You want me don’t you? Want this? Want me all over you, inside you.”

E “That’s it baby girl.”

——-non-dialogue

F thigh riding

G mirror sex

H size kink

ⵊ praise / degrading (choose - degrading more so is just dirty talk sorryyyy)

J spit kink (it’s me what do you expect?can’t do w/o it)

Angst

1a. “So what? You’re dating them now?”

2b. “What changed?” “Us. You and I did. And there is nothing we can do about it.. It’s too late to fix it.”

3c. “We can’t be together.”

4d. “You…I thought…” “You thought what?” “I thought you were the one.” “Well, I’m not.”

5e. One is cheating.

6f. One gets injured/sick, the other isn’t available right away and beats themselves up for not being there.

7g. “Don’t cry. God, please don’t cry. I hate seeing you like this and not being able to do anything.”

8h. Out at a club and another guy hits on you, a verbal altercation breaks out between the two guys at first. The other guy swings first starting a physical fight.

9i. “Why did you just flinch from me?” ‘Because you’re yelling at me (name) and you don’t even notice.’

10j. “Can you stay for once?”

sᴜʙᴍɪssɪᴏɴ ɢᴜɪᴅᴇ!

Once you have decided on your desired player and selected your prompt drop the request in my ask box!

You may do this anonymously ♡︎

Please make sure to name who your desired player is, your prompt number/letter, and your desired pronoun!

Example: Quinn, prompt 3, She/her

If anyone has questions please feel free to drop questions in the ask box as well! ♡︎

[strangerexee]

If y’all want to — send in some requests because surprisingly I have no ideas — please tell how you want it n all that shitter shatter SEND EM ALL — Remmick, Bo, Sammie, smoke, stack, Mary, Annie, grace, Pearline — LETS GOOOO!!!! 👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽

[unsightedorbital]

First time ever doing something like this but I saw your post and would love to see my big idiot Reverend interacting with the French bab 👉👈

Plus what he looks like under his cloak :D

A reverend and a religious psychosis having Catholic walk into a bar..

I love the idea of Niccolò meeting a reverend/religious figure cuz ik he'd be super geeked out 😭 He LOOOVES reverends so he'd constantly be following him n stuff

Plus giving him tooth brushes cuz he gives people he likes tooth brushes..

Requests for OC doodles are still open :33

[astars-things]

Drive with Y/n and Lando...

lando norris x quadrant athlete reader

Summary- where you and Lando do a quadrant video, where you drive around and he asks you questions that fans sent in, talk about your relationship

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Landos' camera guy, Ash, mounted the camera onto the dashboard, making sure it was secure and recording before giving us a thumbs up. One of the Quadrant admins put out a post on Twitter asking what quadrant athlete and or general video fans would like to see, and the most requested one was that you and Lando do a 'drive with me' type video, but the twist was that they wanted you to drive, so here you were sitting in the drivers seat of your Nissan G-T r35 (you can change the car if you want) with Lando in the passenger seat. 

You had the Quadrant admins post an Instagram story and a Twitter post for people to send in their burning questions. You and Lando both picked out 10 of your favorites and got the team to put them on cards for Lando to read out. "I swear," you mutter, buckling your seatbelt and starting the car, "if you pick anything weird, I’m kicking you out. I mean it, Norris."

"You wouldn’t dare," he grins, stretching out like he’s on a beach somewhere. "I’m your emotional support passenger." You gave him an eye roll. You put the car into drive and made your way out of your street, so nobody could figure out where you lived from the video. "Quit touching things", you muttered as you wacked Landos' hand away from your phone as he kept pressing shuffle on your playlist. He let out a huff before dropping your phone back into the cup holder 

Giving Lando a quick glance you mutter "Start the Q&A before you break something." as you flick your turn signal and ease the car into a nearby parking lot so you could do the intro together. The editors were going to have a field day with trying to edit this chaotic mess

You pulled into a car park to film the intro of video 

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome back to the best Quadrant video you’ll see this month. Possibly ever," he announces, dramatically looking over to you before continuing  "Today we’re in the car with quadrant athlete and my girlfriend Y/N. She’s driving and I’m fearing for my life." you let out a loud sigh "Ignore my very dramatic boyfriend, I'm stepping aside from flipping dirt bikes to be here with you today" you said eyes flicking to the camera with a practiced smirk. "So you better appreciate the sacrifice."

"Sacrifice?"Lando repeats, feigning offense. "Anyways moving on. We asked you guys to send in questions on Instagram and Twitter, and we’ve picked our favorites. I’m driving because you lot demanded chaos and Lando is reading the questions." 

"And making sure we don’t die," he adds. You hit him gently on his bicep when he tightened his seatbelt for dramatic effect "Okay you ready love" Lando cooed grabbing his cards from the floor of you car, you nodded back pulling the car out of the carpark "Okay first question coming from @.PitStopQueen Who takes longer to get ready in the morning?" Lando read out and with no hesitation you called out "Lando"

"Excuse me?" he says, eyes wide. "Don’t lie to the internet," you say calmly, changing lanes with one hand on the wheel. "You spend at least twenty minutes just fixing your hair." "That’s called personal grooming," he argued, waving one hand toward the dashboard camera. "Some of us care about looking presentable." 

You raised an eyebrow. Making Lando second guess what he just said Lando just shook his head and held up the next card. "From @.Y/nLandoshipper How do you guys handle long distance?" You let out a soft breath, glancing at him to see if he wanted to answer or for you too, Lando gave you a nod silently saying you can answer 

"Its not easy, let me just say, there are somedays where its tougher than most but it makes us value the time we do get to spend together" You said trying not to let tears out as you think of times when you needed Lando and he was on the other side of the world, Lando put his hand on your thigh gently rubbing it to give you comfort 

"Lots of FaceTime calls," Lando added. "And spontaneous visits. I flew to your last event even though I had to be back the next day." you let out a little laugh remembering that day  "You were only there for like twelve hours." "Best twelve hours of my life," he said with a wink.

You smiled despite yourself. "We’re lucky we understand each other’s schedules. I think that’s the key." Lando let out a hum agreeing to your statement, Lando held up the next card, reading dramatically "From @.CircusFan Lando what is the coolest trick you have seen Y/n preform?" 

He let the question hang in the air for a second, glancing over at you with a grin that said he already had an answer locked and loaded. "Oh, that’s easy," he said, looking straight into the dash-mounted camera. "It was that backflip thing you did, off the mega ramp, in Vegas, I think? And then you let go mid-air and somehow landed it like it was nothing."

You smirked, eyes still on the road. "Superman seat grab backflip."  "You were just casually flying through the air like gravity was optional. I’ve never screamed so loudly watching a live stream. I called you right after, didn’t I?" Lando exclaimed, still clearly amazed by it. 

You nodded, laughing at the memory. "You were more breathless than I was." Lando turned back to the camera with a pointed look. After a couple of more questions it was time to answer the last one, Lando looked over at you, grin already tugging at the corner of his lips as he read the final card.  "Okay last question is from @.GridGossip How did you two meet" 

You groaned softly, your face already warming. "you picked this one didn't you"  Lando gave you his classic not so innocent face "Maybe" Lando said, practically vibrating in the passenger seat with excitement. "You said you not lie to the internet, remember?"

You gave him a look. "yeah but I didn't really want to expose myself to much today" Lando let out a little laugh "c'mon its a cute story" You sighed, knowing there was no way of getting out of this "Fine, we met on raya. Happy now?" You groaned not really ready for the comments you were going to receive from this, you pulled into a car park quite ready to end this video and go home to hide away,  

"At the same time," Lando insisted, pointing between the two of you. "Let’s do it properly. On three." You rolled your eyes, but held up three fingers with him. "One, two, three" "Raya," you both said, in perfect sync. Then came the laughter. Easy, familiar, the kind that felt like home.

You both interlocked hands "Okay thank you everyone for watching todays video, I'm going to go get y/n ice cream for making her answer that last question, thank you to everyone who sent in questions." You laugh, leaning in toward the camera. "If you want a part two where Lando drives and I cling to the door handle for dear life, like, comment, subscribe, all the YouTube things." 

"bye" you both said waving at the camera 

@.User This was pure chaotic gold. Y/N's so calm behind the wheel and Lando's just... there for vibes 😂 

@.User2 The thigh grab when she talked about long distance??? They're so in love it physically hurts me 

@.User3 they're giving chaotic domestic energy and i'm eating it UP.

@.User4 Thank you for feeding us with (yourship name) content

*Photo is from pinterest- however, I made the YouTube bit

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okayyy, soooo... the little Southern roots in me can't help but ask for a little hasil farrell moodboard with a Southern girl vibe 👀👉👈

here u go bbg!! i hope you like :3c

i’m slowly getting back into the groove of making moodboards