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Today is going to be a long hot one. I'm doing training that my team did last Tuesday while I was off and now I'm in with a diff team who look at me weirdly 😭
After a day in a room with no air-conditioning and two tiny fans and having to take a packed train home, I am now planted in front of my own true love: my fan, and I will not be moving
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Number 25 “i cannot stand you, and yet i also cannot stand to be away from you." just screams george/lando from that regency/bridgerton au you have
Oooo I love this and you for bringing it back!
"I wish to be alone"
Lando's words are almost drowned out by the rain coming down around them but George can hear the anger in those words. He can hear the frustration and displeasure, but mostly, he can hear the heartbreak and longing that went unspoken between them.
George wasn't a stranger too it.
He might have been stupid, mistaking want for hatred and intrigue for irritation, but he knew now. He knew that no one in this world vexed him more or made him smile more than Lando did. There was no one on this Earth that kept his interest or matched his wit.
George had never been one for romance. He had long ago accepted that he would marry just to marry because that was his duty. He had resigned himself to finding someone agreeable, and living as much of a seperate life as they could without raising the suspicisions of the Ton, but now he couldn't do it.
The woman he had been dancing with was perfectly fine but she was no Lando.
"I do not wish to leave you alone", George responded, stepping closer to Lando. The other threw him a watery glare and as he made to step out into the rain, George reached for his elbow, holding him in place, "Do not leave. Stay. Please"
Lando turned roughly, shaking his hold free. There was anger in his eyes this time and flush on his cheeks. It could have been from the cold air, but George knew Lando and his tempers after all these weeks of flirting with disaster. He knew Lando was infurriated and embarassed, close to letting all decorum slide and ready to throw down with George if that was what if came to.
"Why? Why must I stay when all you have wanted is me gone? Do you hate me that much that you wish I suffer your presence in my last days here?", Lando laughed bitterly, wiping at his cheeks as a stray drop of rain blew under the cover of the balcony they stood under. The two of them tucked away in the dark, away from the party and the prying eyes of society, "I will be gone in four days. Can you not grant me some peace and leave?"
George just shook his head because no, he couldn't.
He only had four days to convince Lando to stay. Only four days interupted by a wedding to stop Lando from getting on a ship back to Europe and disappearing from his life forever.
"Why?" Lando huffed with a frown, "Why, when you cannot stand me, must you inflict your presence on me?"
George just stepped closer until he could feel Lando's breath against his skin as he tilted his head down to look at him. He could see Lando tremble, see the way he looked just as enamoured with George as George felt about him.
"I cannot stand you" George whispered as he boldly lifted a hand to cup Lando's cheek with a gloved hand, wishing he could feel the heat of his skin against his own, "And yet I cannot stand to be away from you"
George heard the way Lando's breathing hitched. He could see the way Lando's gaze flickered uncertainly as if George's words were too good to be true.
"George....", Lando whispered, and it felt thrilling to hear his name fall from those lips after weeks of wanting and only hearing his title parroted back at him in frustration.
"Don't leave", George begged, unbecoming for a man of his station but he didn't care.
George didn't care about anything as he leaned down and caught the lips he had been dreaming of for so long in a kiss that was weeks in the making.
Today is going to be a long hot one. I'm doing training that my team did last Tuesday while I was off and now I'm in with a diff team who look at me weirdly 😭
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Dando chicken
Daniel was crying.
Tears streamed down his face. His breath was coming out in stuttered gasp. His knees were digging into the grass, dirt staining his skin as he wrapped his arms around his stomach.
He couldn't breathe through the tears.
Every part of him hurt. His stomach. His throat. His eyes. His knees. It all ached but Daniel couldn't stop.
Not when Lando was still yelling at him.
"For fucks sake, Daniel!", Lando shrieked, "Stop fucking laughing and help me!"
Daniel tried to stop laughing but one glance at Lando being chased by a chicken and he was losing it again. His abs ached and he felt kind of sick with how he was laughing as he wiped at the tears.
He tried to stumble to his feet but then another one of their chickens joined in the chase. Lando almost face planeted over one them as he zigzagged back and forth in the enclosure they had for them in the back garden.
"Daniel!", Laando hissed as Petunia tried to peck at the back of his leg, "I will divorce you"
"Babe, we aren't even married", Daniel howled with laughter, finally stumbling to his feet.
"That won't stop me", Lando grumbled as he dodged another attack, "Please just open the damn gate"
Tears were still rolling down Daniel's face when he got to the gate. He watched as Lando tossed some feed, temporarily distracting everyone but Petunia kept her little eyes on Lando.
Luckily for Lando he was quick enough to dart through the gate when Daniel opened it and before Petunia could follow him to continue terrorising him. He collapsed onto the ground, glaring at Daniel as he slammed the gate shut.
"Baby, love of my life, my sweet -", Daniel cooed but all he got was a middle finger along with the glare.
"I hate you", Lando heaved out, lying back on the grass fully, staring at the sky, "You left me to DIE"
Daniel bit the inside of his cheek and sat down beside him, offering Lando his hand. Lando took it after a moment with a grumble.
"I'm sorry I let you get chased by a chicken", Daniel tried to keep the laughter from his voice, ".......but it was really funny"
Lando turned to glare at him but the moment their eyes met, Daniel was cracking up again and Lando couldn't stop himself from giggling along with him.
"Never tell anyone about this, please". Lando wheezed, shifting to rest his head in Daniel's laugh.
Daniel squeezed his hand in promise gently.
He wouldn't tell anyone.....not right away at least.
"....fuck"
Lando could feel tears pricking his eyes as he tugged at his curls with both hands.
Everything was going to shit, and there was nothing that he could do about.
All he had wanted to do today was make sure everything was perfect because Max was coming home. It had been too long since they had seen each other, and Lando was a little sentimental, okay?
He wanted Max to come home to their apartment and their cats and a nice meal to kick off the few days they would have together because Lando had cleared his schedule.
Yet everything was falling apart as his phone kept buzzing and Lando felt the walls closing in on him.
Lando knew that being a public figure through his streaming brought a level of hate and attention that was hard to deal with. That dating an athlete like Max only added another layer to the attention. He knew that clips could be taken out of context. That rumours would be spread by people that didn't like him just because they were bored and had the anonymity of fake accounts.
He was used to hate comments from strangers and from people that claimed to be fans. Hell, he was even used to F1 fans sneaking into his comments to spew hate and homophobic rants. He was used to his name being dragged up by pundits and in tabloids because he was engaged to Max and dared to show up at a race to support him.
Lando had long ago learned to let them wash over him and block out the noise but this was different.
This was someone posting AI pictures of him supposedly cheating on Max and people believing them to be true.
The pictures were painfully fake. The Lando in the picture didn't even truly look like Lando, but it was enough with the setting of some Monaco club that people were believing it.
Lando wasn't afraid that Max would believe it, surprisingly.
No, he knew Max would trust him, but Lando hated that it was happening today when Max was due home because it was impossible to try cook with his phone exploding and his agent calling and his friends worrying about him.
It was all just a little too much as the pasta on the stove bubbled over, spurring him into action though his eyes were blurred with tears.
All he could do was push the pasta onto another ring and turn down off the burner it had been on. Curses slipped from his lips with tears, and Lando found himself hunched over half cut vegtables with his face in his hands. Overwhelmed and trying to breathe.
He didn't hear the sound of their apartment door or the familiar noise of Max's cases over the noise of the extractor fan.
"Lando? Schatje?"
Max's voice calling out had Lando's sobs stuttering to a stop as he hastily wiped at his face. He quickly moved to the kitchen tap, turning it on quickly to wash his face, trying to hide the tears.
"In here", Lando croaked out, wincing at the sound of his voice as he grabbed some kitchen paper to dab at his face.
Max appeared in the door way, smile bright the way it always was when he came home.
Lando could tell the moment Max realised that something was wrong. His eyes flickered over Lando's face, smile fading into a little concerned frown.
"Schatje?"
Lando bit his lip to stop it wobbling and shook his head.
"Welcome home", Lando swallowed, glancing at the floor, "Dinner isn't ready yet. I think I fucked up the pasta. Why don't you order something? I'll tidying up in here and then we can -"
His ramble were cut off by Max gently grabbing his elbow. His thumb brushed over the skin above his elbow crease tenderly. When Lando glanced up at him, his eyes filled with a concern that had Lando's eyes welling with tears again.
He opened his mouth, trying to get the words out but his phone started to ring again and all he could do was lean forward till his forhead hit Max's shoulder.
Max let go of his arm to wrap his own around Lando, bundeling him into his arms.
"Whatever it is, I've got you", Max promised, soothing a hand up and down his back softly as Lando let the tears fall again, "We'll face it together. For better or worse, right?"
Lando choked out a soft laugh.
"Our wedding is months away"
Max pressed a kiss to Lando's head.
"So? I don't need a wedding to tell me that we are in this together. You are my Lando, I will always have your back", Max reassured him.
And fuck, Lando loved him.
He loved him so damn much.
"There's.....someone made AI pictures of me....with someone else. I swear they're not real, Max, I -"
Max shushed him softly before shifting them until Lando was looking up at him again.
There was no blame in Max's eyes. No distrust. Just love and concern as he lifted a hand to cup Lando cheek. His thumb brushing away the tears.
"I trust you", Max's voice didn't waver, "And we'll face it together. You're not in this alone. I'm so sorry this is happening, but I've got you"
Lando wanted to thank him.
He wanted to say a million things but all he could do was hiccup another soft cry as Max pulled him back into him and let him fall apart.
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IT'S BEEN 84 YEARS ... SLOW BURN, EVERYTHING! a collection of random dialogue and action based concepts for those muses that are taking their sweet ass time or are being oblivious. some nsfw themes and strong language ahead. change verbiage and pronouns as needed. (send + reverse if desired.)
dialogue.
wait ... that's it? i've waited all this time for you and i only get a peck?
if i don't move away from you right now, i might just kiss you.
do you mind helping me with the back zipper ...?
this is never gonna happen, is it?
let's not keep wasting each other's time.
so ... are we just gonna eye-fuck all night or actually do something about this?
you have a crush on me?
do you or do you not love me? i need to know.
were you ever going to tell me?
i've been in love with you for as long as i can remember.
i never thought this would happen ... you've always been just out of my reach.
i can't wait anymore for you to open your eyes and realize i've been here all along.
why do you keep staring at my lips ...?
concepts.
hover. sender is standing so close to receiver that their lips are inches away. both are acutely aware that they keep staring at one another's lips and then eyes. does someone make a move?
at last. sender and receiver finally share their first kiss after an accidental confession of longterm feelings and it being reciprocated.
love note. sender sends receiver a letter confessing how they feel. how does receiver respond?
love in the rain. after a dramatic exchange between sender and receiver that ends with a deep kiss ruined by sudden pouring rain, receiver drags sender indoors to continue where they left off.
the zipper. sender asks receiver to help them with a zipper that's gotten stuck or is out of reach. the tension between the pair is high while receiver attempts to help.
friends don't. sender and receiver are best friends who are really comfortable around one another. sender who is in love with receiver, accidentally ends up on top of receiver during a playful moment. in that moment, it becomes obvious in the way that sender looks at receiver of what they feel for them. how does receiver respond?
“if you love this character then you must make him happy in your fics, right?” wrong. the horror. suffering. internal hemorrhage. hospital. immediately
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