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missing angel hours 🥲

random angel thought of the day:

she’s starting a small garden at justin’s place in la.

since they’ve been together, justin has always said he misses the ambience (his words) of oregon when he’s in la. considering he’s always got something on his agenda when he’s in la, he’s never gotten the chance to bring some of that orgeon ambience to his la home.

angel has been wanting to start a garden. i figure she’s halfway vegetarian. she’ll eat meat no problem but if there’s a vegetarian option, she tends to pick it. (angel swears she’s eaten more meat in the year or so she’s been dating justin than she has in years) the garden idea had been floating around in her brain for years. but since her home is rented, she’s held off on her garden dreams.

justin is the one who suggests she start a garden at his place. it’s a win for both them, so she agrees. justin built the garden plots for her by hand (his insistence) and she “broke ground” this past weekend.

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love it👌

📸 (c): Vanessa Luna

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Baby😍🥹

📸a1posture

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we girlies r starving for a justin blurb, maybe a little angst into some fluff?

brainstorming rn! side note, i miss doing blurb events, so i might do one at the end of this summer?

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how are we feeling about some justin angst bestie???

i love the way you think <3

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unmatched tbh

📸 (c): chargers

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This is me attempting to persuade you into writing that Justin blurb…you know you want to…

what are the vibes? fluff, angst, or smut bc i’m down for anything 😛

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bestie are those justin pics inspiring you 👀

oh absolutely, they always do 🙂‍↕️

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i need them to get married now actually 😭

hey girl! idk if ur still taking requests/asks but i have one for baby blues: y/n and wyatt being there for justin after a tough loss? love ur work!!

this was a quick one hour project lol, hope you like it :) (if not, im sick rn and not above using that as an excuse)

Justin shut the front door behind him as quietly as he could when he finally came home at 9 pm. The game had ended hours ago, but he needed treatment and – for closure and peace of mind – needed to watch the entire game over to see what went wrong.

In all honesty, there was more that had gone wrong than right, and it was the worst timing possible for it. It was an important game in regard to the team's playoff hopes and seeding, and they'd gotten absolutely trampled. At home. By a team with a losing record. It was embarrassing. It was the very definition of a tough loss.

His head throbbed dully, and he gingerly lifted a hand to his temple in an effort to alleviate the pain, but it was to no avail. He set his bag down on the floor by the entryway, rolling his aching shoulders back and cracking his neck, then his knuckles.

Sighing at the relieved tension in his neck, he finally took note of the quiet house. The lights were off, nearly all of them at least, but a warm glow shone from the living room. Then, he heard the TV, the volume not too high, and noticed the subtle flashing colors on the opposite wall from the screen.

"Y/N? Honey?" he quietly called, toeing his shoes off and stepping as quietly as he could into their home, his sock clad feet leaving his steps nearly soundless.

Rounding the corner, he saw her head lulled to the side, leaning backward and nearly melting into the sofa. She was positioned oddly, though, almost like she was curled around something.

"Babe?" he whispered, not wanting to wake her if she had fallen asleep in front of the TV again.

She nearly jolted, but managed to keep still, turning her head slowly toward him. She smiled gently, in a way that didn't quite reach her eyes, but he still saw the care in them. The gentleness and the love he always saw so clearly on her face.

"Hey, you're finally home," she whispered. Then, she nodded to her side, her eyebrows rising a little as a tired smile spread across her face. "Wyatt fell asleep. He wanted to wait up for you."

He walked around the couch, letting his hand trail over her shoulders affectionately, until he could see his family before him. Nova was curled on his girlfriend's lap, her head tucked into her own fur as she slept. Wyatt's eyes were screwed shut, his mouth slightly open as he clung to his mom's arm.

"Oh," he said, face softening. He'd felt so annoyed, so sad, so resentful. Hurt, more than anything else. But seeing them made all of it fall away. Well, most of it, at least. Enough for the sting of losing to lessen at least momentarily. "It's late, my parents should've put him to bed before you got home."

Wyatt had spent the day and the game with Justin's parents – who were now sleeping upstairs in the guest room, he concluded from the familiar sound of his dad snoring – and had come home with them too. Y/N had been working during the game, as usual, and stayed late to help with treatment until all the players were sorted out and were ready to head home.

She'd gotten home only a little over an hour before him, and ever since she had, Wyatt had been glued to her side. "They tried. But Wyatt insisted that he needed to hug you goodnight so you wouldn't feel sad. He said you looked sad on the field."

He pursed his lips, hanging his head as his eyes fixated on the three nearly four-year-old in front of him.

"How are you feeling?" she asked him, finally letting the words she'd been itching to say since the game had ended out. It was hell, watching him tear himself up but not being able to comfort him. But now she finally could, if he would let her, for once.

"Like shit," he sighed, his words more direct than they usually were. She was more surprised by it than she cared to admit, but she quickly regained her footing and reached out to caress his arm.

"I'm sorry. You fought like hell, though. I'm proud of you," she mumbled, trying to beckon him to step closer to her with what little grip she had on him.

"I'm not."

Contradictory to his annoyed words, he carefully sat down next to her and leaned his head on her shoulder, letting out a heavy breath. Somehow, she managed to pull her arm free from Wy and raked her fingers through Justin's messy hair, trying to gently undo the knots caused by his helmet and his quick wash in the locker room showers.

"Some games just... suck. I'm sorry it had to be this one," she mumbled, turning her head just enough to press a kiss to his forehead.

He hummed in contentment, closing his eyes and trying to focus on her touch rather than the pins and needles in his muscles, and the fatigue in his bones. "I know," he breathed out.

Carefully, she grabbed hold of his chin and tilted his face up just enough for her to be able to press her lips to his. It wasn't a long kiss, not an overly passionate one or one that made time stop. It was just a simple, sweet, normal kiss, which was exactly what he needed right then.

The fact that she knew that was enough for a small smile to creep forward, his heart swelling. It was one of the many reasons he loved her. She just knew him, inside and out.

"Go cuddle Wyatt for a while. That always helps me, and I know it helps you too," she told him with a gentle smile, her lips brushing against his as she spoke.

He nodded simply, trying to be as gentle as he could with his movements as he stood up and walked to the other side of her, trying not to wake him. Slowly, he inched his hands around Wy's little body, until he picked him up and placed him against his chest. Nearly instinctively, the toddler curled into him, tiny fists grabbing hold of his hoodie as his head landed right over Justin's heart.

Justin sat down, and freed his arm just enough to wrap it around Y/N, pulling her closer too, until her head leaned against his shoulder, and he leaned his head on hers.

"Just a few minutes," he mumbled into the quiet as she reached out to turn the TV off. "Just a few minutes, and we'll put him to bed."

"Take as much time as you need," she whispered against him, her arms tightening around him as she felt her eyelids flutter closed, already fighting sleep. "I love you," she said, mostly coherently.

He could never do anything less than repeat it back to her, every time he heard her say it. They had become his favorite three words from her, only rivaled by a very special word from the three-year-old in his arms. "I love you."

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JUSTIN HERBERT I AmFam Championship [7 June 2025]

📸 (c): Alex Varga

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hands hands hands

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https://www.tumblr.com/v6quewrlds/787291563317510144/i-saw-the-vision-when-he-played-off-her-breast

That was so wild bestie like why wouldn’t you say Taylor in that situation huh?? Oh boy was trying to figure out if she was still open 😭

trying hard 😭 he’s on probation right now but this is a chance to reset and redeem himself, even if he doesn’t end up with olandria lol

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https://www.tumblr.com/v6quewrlds/787291563317510144/i-saw-the-vision-when-he-played-off-her-breast

Yall I saw the vision when he kissed her during that blindfold challenge hehe 😜. Mans was INNIT holding his heart 😭

slinging her over his shoulder during the “got wood?” challenge. ik what you are nic.

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They kicked off my girl Olondria before Huda?!! IM SICKKKKK

olandria’s coming back so maybe it will all work out 🙂‍↕️

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hello!! im sure you’ve heard this a billion times already, but the Sidney fic was fantastic. Loved the meet cute, the way you structured it. Everything about it was perfect!!

-photoshop anon.

thank you so much!! <3

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I saw the vision when he played off her breast milk joke…. I NEVER LOSE

i saw it during that “what if i kissed iris” moment. nicolandria private bonding time, their return will be so good 😋

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https://www.tumblr.com/v6quewrlds/787289294817705984/okay-so-boom-nic-and-olandria-bond-over-their

well..at least we got nicolandria one way or another 😄

nicolandria nation, how does it feel to win? 🙂‍↕️