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⭒❃.✮:▹Call it what you want to, part 4!
[finally!! Here’s part 4, sorry it took so long to get up, I’ve been working on many other things that I want to share. Hope you like this one, the next part will be the final FINAL]
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yourusername: happy birthday tchalamet!! one of these days you'll bring back lil timmy tim. see you soon!!
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user: 'see you soon?!' they're happening!
user: yourusername being the biggest timmy tim fan is the best thing ever
user: i love them
tchalamet: thank you daisy, my daisy
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tchalamet: can't wait to see you
user: ur honour, they're in live
user: HE CALLS HER MY DAISY LIKE THEIR CHARACTERS IN WONKA IM DECEACED
user: hate to be tom rn
user: catch up, they're not together
user: they're not!?
user: happy birthday timmy
user: she's so sweet, urg love her
user: parents
user: i LOVED WONKA
user: isn't timmy in new york and she's been seen alone in london? does that mean they're going to each other
user: we are being fed
user: i swear he was just with kylie
user: they're so cute, you can tell timothee is so in love with her
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timothee chalamet is texting ... you
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yourusername: nyc, treat me kindly xoxo
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user: cute!!!!
user: dying rn
user: they’re together for the new year!!! r u kidding me!!!
user: looks like we know what timmy has planned for new years
user: PLS THEYRE so cute
user: no hate to my parents or I’ll kill you
user: mom, I’m going back to dads house
tomblyth: is that my shirt?
yourusername: u mean the shirt you LITERALLY gave me, stfu
user: not together my ass!!!!
user: tomblyth and yourusername all the way
user: she went to new york for his birthday and for new years, she’s in love with him
user: tchalamet and yourusername >>>
user: her and tom are so cute but as friends
user: her and timmy are literal goals
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user: GUYS!!! LOOK AT THEM AHH, tchalamet and yourusername at his apartment in New York! They’re so IN LOVE
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user: WHAT
user: what about Tom :(((((
user: she basically just lied in her vanity fair to make herself not look like a whore
user: slut
user: awwww I love them
user: she’s leading tom on
user: she was literally making out with tom like two months ago
user: how could she do this?
user: timmy needs to leave her
user: save timmy!
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anniversary
a post from every year on their anniversay 🩷🩷
year one-
tchalamet just posted a story!
caption- one year 😳🩷
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y/n so elated, I'm a happy girl 🩷
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randocalrissian happy era !!!
yourfriend !!!!
tchalamet 🩷🩷
year two-
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tchalamet two years with the love of my life. I know I'll love you forever.
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chalshal this soft launch is killing me oh my goddd
dunesarrakis it's @y/n they like each other's posts and she's been seen out with him and even Pauline so much !!
paulstimmy I'm fine... im sooo fine and so chill about this😁😁😁....😭😭😭😭🔫🔫🔫
y/n upgraded to an insta post this year lets gooo
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tchalamet only many more to come
cinderellayn what's next year? marriage 🤔🤔🤭🤭
rachelzegler happy two years guys !!! love you both 🫶
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y/n two years of doing silly little things with you, my beautiful boy.
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badideayn BEAUTIFUL BOY 😭😭😭🫶🫶
arrakischalamet OMFGGGG
kylestimmy BRO I KNEW ITTTT
tchalamet I love you
year three-
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tchalamet loving you is the biggest fucking privilege in the world. I feel sorry for every person that doesn't get to know you and be loved by you. it's the best feeling. I love you, y/n. happy anniversary, baby.
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chalsharry sooooo happy for you guys 😁😁 (I am going to kms over this)
timotheesknees they are too cute oh my word
y/n sobbing. thank you my love
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tchalamet no, thank YOU
kylescigarette the caption... I need a bf sooooo bad
tsgf damn she ugly
bonestimmy damn you're a weirdo
ynscurtains hottest couple ever me thinks
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y/n three years 😳 I love you more than words can express. thank you for loving me, walking with me in the freezing cold cause I need a snack, and for putting up with me and my random fun facts. I love you forever, timmy.
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especiallytimothee THE WAY THE SECOND PICS IN BOTH OF THEIR POSTS MATCH OMGGG
duneschalamet THE SECOND PIC 💀💀💀💀 lucky girl fr...
timmyslay the last pic LOLL he's so cute
ynsgirlfriend oh to hear her random fun facts
timmyynstan obsessed w their posts about each other
tchalamet I could never get tired of you or your fun facts, your knowledge astounds me every time.
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sunshinetimmy I'm literally so lonely
year four-
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tchalamet four years with my muse. I love you mon amour. i love how much you support me in everything I do, and give me guidance when I need it (your candor is much appreciated) I knew when we first met and you made me laugh harder than anyone else ever has that you were gonna change my life, and that you were the girl of my dreams. happy anniversary my lovely girl.
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wonkatimmy WHEN WILL SOMEBODY LOVE ME🤣🤣🤣
timmysgf manifesting they break up soon 🙏🏼
arrakisyn HE AINT GONNA DATE YOU 🗣🗣
dunepaul y/n is too beautiful I swearrr
y/n 🥺🥺🥺 I love you hottie
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y/n happy anniversary my darling boy, you make me feel like the most loved girl in the world. I am so lucky and so grateful and so incredibly elated to be with you.
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tchalamet you ARE the most loved girl in the world
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wallowsyn I wonder how many pics she has of him that we'll never see...
tsgf she's definitely not the most loved... idk a single person irl that knows her or even likes her LOL
laurieslaurence yall are too cuteeee I swear
tchalamet I love you.
year five-
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tchalamet happy five years, my love. i don't know how i survived before i met you. every day with you is a dream. I love that I'm still learning new things about you.
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florencepugh you guyssss are the best couple I swear
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timmysbath I look forward to their anniversay posts every year
tsgf well they're gonna break up soon according to the celeb gossip accounts so say goodbye to that
laurieslaurence girl where did you hear that LMAOO just so delusional I swear
paulstimmy "celeb gossip sites" just say its from your own head and go
y/n 🥺🥺 being with you is the best thing to ever happen to me
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wonkaswhore THE LAST PICCC OMGGG 😳😳
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y/n I'll forever be your own personal photographer. whether a cannibal, chocolatier, or the heir of house atreides, i'm with you for as long as you'll have me. happy anniversary my lovely, talented, beautiful, sweet boy.
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y/n hell yeah best movie ever!! I watch it when I miss him 💀💀
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tchalamet how does forever sound?
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paulsdunes I LOVE YALL SO MUCHHH
floralyn HE'S SO CUTEEEE IMMA KMS
tchalamet I love you so badddd good lord
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floralyn hes so in loveee 😭😭
year six-
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tchalamet happy six years, my fiancé.
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ynandtimstan CRYINGGG can't believe they're engaged now I'm so happy for them
dunestimmy I ❤️ my parents
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y/n ummmm where's my paragraph this year? 🙄
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tchalamet being written down for my vows, where's mine? 🤔
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y/n this time next year we'll be husband and wife. I don't know what I did in a past life to deserve this, but I'm sooo fucking grateful. I love you my fiancé!!!!
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yourfriend wedding of the century!!!
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lauriesring god I wish I was friends with them
tchalamet okay you said you wouldnt post that last one !!!
y/n I never said that! you're just so cuteeeeee, bub !!!!!
rachelzegler when are we going dress shoppinggggg
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tchalamet I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you.
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Please “How long have you been standing there?” with JJ? Maybe some angst, but you can decide ofcourse. 💗
Pairing: JJ x reader. (part 2 is on my profile if you want)
Summary: I’m just saying that your love lenguage is bullying and you have a big fat crush on JJ.
Warnings: swearing and mean flirting.
A/N: this was in my drafts for such a long time and I wanted to share it. Sorry for my english, I’m Italian and this is not my first lenguage. Continue with the requests❤️
You were tanning on the boat with Kie, when the other boys arrived, interrupting the relaxing moment that you and your best friend were in.
“Rise and shine girls, we have some fish to get” John B shouted while messing up your hair.
You tried to hit him, but the boy was too fast and you gave him the finger. Then you took off your sunglasses, it took you a moment to get used to the strong sunlight and then you saw JJ. You smiled at yourself seeing his new cap.
“Timmy Turner wants his pink hat back JJ '' you expected him to be annoyed or to not respond, but he laughed and went to sit in the spot in front of you.
“How are you, pretty girl ?” he smirked at you. Your stomach aches lightly, stupid fucking cute nickname.
“Not so good now that you're here” he brought his hand on his chest, pretending to be offended. You rolled your eyes and he smiled at you.
“I know that you love me” you lifted your eyebrows unamused while he winked at you.
“You’re so annoying I can’t even look at you” you brought back your sunglasses on and turned your head, only to meet eyes with Kie, who was smiling at you.
“What?” you mouthed at her, confused by her reaction. She rolled her eyes playfully.
“Why are you always so hard on him?” Kiara asked. You two were alone in the chateaux, laying on the couch while the others went to buy dinner.
“What are you talking about?”
“JJ, you’re always picking on him” you smirked to yourself at the question.
“Don’t know, it’s just funny and he annoys me ” Kie lifted her eyebrows.
“You shure?” you nodded a yes.
“So you behave this way with him, being all mean and shit, just because he annoys you?” she positioned herself so she was sitting in front of you.
“Uhm, yeah?” in response she mumbled an unconvinced ‘Okay’.
“Why are you asking me this anyways?”
Kie scoffed “Because you acted like this with Jack Walters too and then hooked up with him.”
You looked at your best friend confused.
“And what are you trying to prove with that?” you scoffed. She smiled like it was the most obvious thing.
“I’m just saying that bullying is your love lenguage and you have a big fat crush on JJ.” You widen your eyes,
“What?” you said in an high pitched voice. “That’s so not true” you threw her a pillow.
“Yes it is!” she threw it back at you.
“No, he annoys me… Like a lot.”
''You wanna tell me that there is not even a small part of you that is attracted to him?”.
You looked right in her eyes trying to think of a comeback, but it took you too long.
“Ah, I knew it” she pointed at you playfully “ and I just know you too well Y/N like-“.
“I’m just saying” you interrupted her,” that I have eyes, I mean everyone can say he is attractive.”
“Oh, just admit it.”
“But he is just so… infuriating, like litterally so-“ you exaled deeply.
“He just makes me mad with his stupid face and his stupid ideas and how he acts and,” you interrupted yourself bringing your hands on your face and making an exasperated sound.
“ God, I think I like him,” you threw your head on the back of the couch, “ am I really that predictable?”
Kie screamed excited “I SO knew it you-” her expression quickly changed.
“What now? You look so dumb with that face Kie, i’m…”
Fucked. You were totally fucked.
JJ was standing right there, right at that moment and you knew you were screwed.
After a few seconds of silence, when the boy couldn’t help but look at you with a smile that made you want to move to another country, the only thing you were able to say was: “How long have you been standing there?”
“You really slept with Walters?”
Shit, he knew about your feelings for him AND one of your worst hookups.
“Well, I’m gonna go now,” Kie said, getting up from her spot. Before leaving the last room you would have ever wanted to be in she mouthed the words “Oh my god” and just left you to your destiny.
“So you like me, uh?” he asked with a smirk.
“Oh, god…” you exclaimed, hiding your face in your hands, “this is karma punishing me.”
JJ's laugh sent you over the edge.
“Laugh again and I’m killing myself” laying on the couch, still with your hands covering your embarrassed face.
“Always so dramatic…” he said, with a grin on and walking towards you.
The blonde offered you a hand, helping you sit up so your eyes were on the same level.
“I guess we have to talk about this,” his blue eyes were intoxicating and you had to remember how to breathe because his voice was so low and smooth and sexy “so let’s say I pick you up later to…sort this out.”
Your throat was sore, maybe you had also forgotten how to speak. You didn’t know what to say and he was still looking at you and you were so nervous and JJ is just so…
“I can’t, I have a date” the lie just slipped off your mouth like nothing, you literally had nothing to do that night.
The boy chuckled another time and took another step towards you.
“Since you are so in love with me, I think you can cancel that” still that smile, still that dreaming voice.
“Shut up, you disgust me” you pushed him away, trying to contain your excitement.
“So my house at eight?”
(part 2)
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lurking ii
sam kerr x reader (social media)
sorry for such a wait? hope it is ok, you know i love a slowburn :) more to come. part i is here | materlist
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dailymailau Matilda’s Skipper Sam Kerr and the team has touched down in Perth ahead of Friday’s game. See the rest now 👉📷
kerrmylife mums home finally, the kids missed you
y/nlovies omg
margotmyheart need all the famous aussies to get together rn
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y/nofficial back in the motherland!
harinef we miss you ☹️
mybestbarbie Does this mean she’s back in Perth?
mothery/n yes!! that’s where she grew up
alannakennedy So lovely to meet you! ❤️
y/nofficial ⚽️ ⚽️
wifeykerr 👀
mothery/n let sam and y/n meet please :’)
elliecarpenter 🥰🥰
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y/nkerrtruther had to make an IG for all my detective work, but i swear my faves are hanging out!! Sam deleted her story so quick but it’s definitely the same place the team was eating at 👀 👀
mothery/n i’d actually die if we had proof of them even slightly interacting
kerrkerrkerr frrr i’d actually die
y/nkerrtruther keep up the prayer circles guys it’s paying off
emilia.jodes such a reach but ok
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y/nupdatesig CONFIRMED ✅ Y/N was hanging out with the Australian soccer team today!
y/nlovies yay!!! this is so cute
hesflower oh so she goes on holiday while Harry suffers after the break up? never liked her anyway
y/nupdatesig it’s literally her hometown… she’s visiting family
harrykisses she moved on way to fast for my taste… like bitch u should be CRYING
tillies.2023 grow the fuck up omg
leila.russle my faves together 😭
stylesy/l/n4ever did you see that blind that they posted earlier???
y/nlovies no i don’t follow Deuxmoi :(
mothery/n i just reposted it !!!
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mothery/n posted by Deuxmoi. Hoping the delulu H*rry fans hop off her dick 🙏
alannasgoal HAHAH caption
mia_y/l/n i always wanna believe but DM is dodgy asf
jason.cirello From one man to the next I see 🙄
mothery/n who said it was a man. also, fuck off
y/nkerrtruther let her LIVE omg
y/nkerrtruther compiling evidence as we speak.
mothery/n god’s work
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y/nupdatesig Y/N and a friend were at the Matilda’s game today in Perth! Sent by a fan who said she apparently was in the VIP box
flowersformini damnnn they became friends fast
nadiabelova can’t u just pay to sit there??
flowersformini nope! this one is team invite only
y/nkerrtruther ain’t nobody prove me wrong yet
amymarchapologist bruh “a friend” that’s timmy chalamet
liltimmy.tim Wait, are they dating? Why is he with her in Perth
anymarchapologist he’s come over with her before!! They’re old friends, he visits her family all the time
mothery/n she’s there for the hot girls. just like me fr 💯
harrysguitar stop forcing this on her, she probably just likes football
mothery/n the fuck she doesn’t lmao, she’s said it before
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samanthakerr20 Thank’s for having us, Optus! See you next week 😉
mackenziearnold Sick as 🔥
kerrkerrkerr killing whoever pushed u queen
y/nofficial thanks for the tix, sammy! ⚽️ 🥅
y/nkerrtruther IT’S HAPPENING
mothery/n OMGGGGG
alannasgoal they’re probably just friends tho
optusstadium Our pleasure 💛💚
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perthnow She’s home! See the beach pics today via our link in bio 🔗
mothery/n hawtttt
mackenzzzie i heard she’s not the only one who was there 👀
y/nlovie RIP harry u fumbled a baddie
styles_2856 shut up wtf she’s a cheater
y/nlovie pls stop pulling this out of ur ass omg leave her alone
y/nkerrtruther THAT’S SAM’S DOG
y/nkerrtruther HANG ON WHY DID SHE LIKE THE POST???
mothery/n omg she's looking for y/n content i swear
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Long Live - DR3 x fem!OC
Summary: An early morning phone call, a failed concussion exam, and an Instagram post lead to just one thing. A statement from Red Bull Racing released the Thursday morning before Silverstone. Oracle Red Bull Racing regret that Max Verstappen has failed his concussion assessment following his crash at the Red Bull Ring last week. Max is doing well, but as per the medical advice he will not drive in the event this weekend. In his place Third Driver Daniel Ricciardo will drive the RB19 for this weekend.
Warnings: Mentions of past crashes, Blake and Em scheming, mentions of cheating (not our loves!)
Words: 8.6k
A/N: Happy Danny Ric Race Week! This has been planned for…yeah so long. So, so long. Silverstone has been where so much of our stuff hinged and we’re so excited to get to share at last. Let us know what you think.
July 2023
Em glared at her suitcase. Dan’s was neatly packed - not that he needed much, his outfit for the weekend was jeans and Red Bull merch. But she needed a week and a bit of clothes for their time in Northamptonshire, plus changes. And with a limited supply thanks to the now prominent bump she was miserable about it. But they had to leave in the next few minutes or they might be late getting to Silverstone.
“You packed?” Dan asked, watching her shake her head. “Does the new stuff help?”
“Yeah. It feels ok.” The box had been sitting at reception waiting for them when they got back from the whistle stop trip to Perth, a gift from Lewis when he found out about her pregnancy. She’d mentioned once or twice that she hated the feel of some fabrics, and the clothes were soft and stretchy, comfortable for her and the baby. She was wearing one of them now, a lilac empire waist dress with black leggings that helped support her belly.
“Gimme a sec.” His phone started ringing almost too loudly for seven fifteen, Em zipping the case but leaving it for Dan to lift. Charlie had texted a photo of the brunch she and Blake had gone for that morning. He wasn’t back until the tyre test, and she missed having him there.
“Emmy?” Dan sounded dazed as he came into the room.
“Yeah? What’s up?”
It was quiet for a moment before he spoke. “I’m driving this weekend. I…I’m in the car this weekend. Max didn’t pass concussion protocol, the new rules are if you don’t pass it before Thursday morning you don’t pass for the weekend. I’m in his car. Fuck. I’m driving.”
He lifted her with a grin, spinning her around and holding as tightly as he could before Em kissed her husband, separating with a grin.
“You’re driving the RB19? For the race?”
“Yeah.”
“We need to tell everyone.”
It was a frantic phone call to Blake as they piled into the car, Dan putting the bags in the boot. The first two attempts went unanswered, but finally the third was answered.
“Dan I swear to God I used to leave you and Em alone when you were-“
“Blake it’s Em. I’m using his phone.”
“Oh, shit. Sorry. What’s up Timmy?”
“You and Charlie need to get on a plane. Dan’s driving this weekend. Max is out after the crash last week, he’s in.”
They’d watched the race the previous weekend from Perth, Checo crashing into Max at turn three and pushing them both off track. The two cars had been pushed into the barrier, Max losing consciousness for a moment. Em had watched terrified until she heard him over the radio, Dan gripping her hand tightly. It could have been so much worse, especially on a weekend already filled with tragedy.
“Fuck. Seriously? What time is it what can we get?” Blake’s voice came through the speakers in the car as Em was already searching flights. She turned the tablet to Dan, pointing at the direct Qantas one and the five tickets she had ready to go.
“I’m booking you on the Qantas direct, you get in here at five tomorrow morning. Give Callum a call, tell him to come too. I’ve business for Joe and Grace, the three of you are stuck in economy I’m sorry.”
“That doesn’t matter, we’ll get there. Somehow. You sure about Cal?” It was Charlie speaking and Em smiled.
“Positive. He’ll love it, we’ve got the passes. He can watch the race from the garage.”
“Ok. I’m gonna get packed and call Cal. Want me to pick up your parents?”
“They’ll probably pick you up, you’re at Charlies?” The organisation decided, Charlie promised to text when the five of them were at the airport. While Dan drove Em got on the phone with Qantas, putting on her charm and using her surname liberally so she could try get seats organised. It wasn’t much, but Charlie and Blake had a row to themselves and Callum had extra leg room so it was a little more comfortable.
The last thing she could do before relaxing for the drive was stare at her instagram account. The original plan was she’d wait at the hotel for the night so the pregnancy news could die down. But now she had to be there in just two hours. The post was written, ready to go, the carefully staged photos of their vans and the baby ones Dan had bought the day after they found out she was pregnant but had hidden until things were safe. The tiny little scan photo showing their bean. This was real.
“Ready for the world to know you knocked me up?” It was crude and blunt and made Dan laugh so it was worth it, Em grinning as his laughter filled the car.
“Ready for the world to know you’re stuck with me forever?”
“Feels right.”
She hit post, waiting for the chaos. Red Bull were announcing that Max was out at 9.30, so hopefully that would start to overshadow everything. Carefully she read the caption again and smiled at it. Baby Ric. Half Brit, half Aussie, already the coolest kid in the world. We really can’t wait to meet you, sunshine.
This was a good thing. Everyone who needed to know was aware that she was announcing it this weekend. Limited comments made it easy, the people she’d met mostly through Dan commenting congratulations publicly. She could breathe. The world was always going to find out about the baby but this made being pregnant real to her. It was actually happening.
They were nearly to the track when Dan’s phone rang again, Em hitting answer on the car screen.
“Hey Grace, Dan’s driving. We’re almost there.”
“Emmy, how’re you feeling? We’re waiting at the gate, the plane’s here and we should be on soon.”
“I’m good. News about the baby is officially out now.”
“How do you feel?”
“Excited. I think. I’ll tell you tomorrow. Fly safe, tell everyone I love them.”
The roads around the track were closed to the public, Dan getting through when he showed his paddock pass and people recognised him. Finally they were in the car park, pulling into the Red Bull Driver spot. This was real.
“You ready for this?” Em asked, watching as her husband ran his fingers through his hair, the thick gold band glinting in the sun.
“Yeah. I think I am. I want this. I want to be there, I want to drive well. I want to be on that podium again. Do you think I can do it?” It was the most honest he’d been about driving, the most open he’d been apart from nights in bed where only the dark surrounded them.
“Yes. I know you can do this. This is the track where you had your first race, where you did your first test. You can do this, Danny. I believe in you.” His smile lit up at her words as he put his hand on her belly, leaning down to press a kiss to it.
“And for this little one. Can’t embarrass her at the first race people know about her.”
“I thought we agreed it was they until we know?”
“She’s a girl. I know it. Because Lulu isn’t going to make us argue over a boys name, are you sweetheart?” It was quiet for a moment before Dan squeezed her fingers. “Time to face the media.”
“Let’s go.”
The first person in a Red Bull shirt they spotted was Simon, a smile spreading across Em’s face as she saw him. He was sticking to hospitality for most of the weekend, but agreed to help out if needed. It didn’t take long for them to be at the paddock gates, Em staring at them with trepidation.
“Good luck. Lewis went in about five minutes ago with Roscoe, that might have pulled some photogs away. People are delighted for you, there’s gonna be good wishes.”
She nodded at Simon before stepping through the gate, scanning her pass and waiting for Dan. It felt so different to a usual race weekend with him. There was no Michael around, no Blake yet, no bags being carried with helmets or gear. That was all coming down, it’d be there. Right now they needed to make it to Red Bull. She’d sit in hospitality or walk down to Aston to say hi to Lawrence, depending on what was going on. It was fine.
“Daniel! Emma! Congratulations! How does it feel to be driving?” The news had filtered out and questions were being thrown around but Dan just smiled and waved as they made it through the paddock. Different kids and fans came up with hats and merch to sign and he signed it all, Em standing there and fiddling with the FEA bracelet that she rarely took off. A couple of parents made small talk with her while the kids got photos with Dan, running off grinning. But finally they were at the Energy Station.
The moment they arrived in there was rapturous applause, a banner across the seating area with “IT’S A RICCIARDO” and a stork on it. Em blushed and grinned while Dan put an arm around her waist to hold her close as he nodded.
“Thanks guys, thanks. Much appreciated. Any idea where I’m supposed to go?”
“Engineering in five.” Christian stepped up as most of the team went back to where they were supposed to be. “Congratulations on the pregnancy. I know I already said it, but I mean it. You deserve some happiness. Em if you want to stay here feel free, or if you want to go up to Dan’s driver room you can. Is Blake around?”
“On his way back from Perth.” Em pulled a notebook from her handbag, flipping it open with practiced ease. “I’m back to work at least until he’s here, he wasn’t going to come back until testing. What do you need?”
“Just wanted to check timings. I got an email from him for four paddock passes, is that right? Charlie Clarke, Callum Clarke, and Dan’s parents?”
“Yeah. Blake’s partner, her brother, and my in laws. Are they ok?”
“Of course, yeah. You know that. Just wanted to be sure, they’ll be ready for tomorrow. We’ve an engineering briefing, Dan’s in the TV pen. I was going to send someone from PR with him, if you want to put a Red Bull shirt on you can follow him recording Em if you like. Whatever suits. Here’s the list of interviewers”
“Thanks Christian. Give me an hour?”
“Of course. See you in a couple Dan.”
She kissed her husband as chastely as they ever could, smiling at him.
“You know this car inside out. You know it as well as you know me. You know how it behaves. They would be putting Yuki in it and putting you in the Alpha Tauri if they had any doubts about you. You can do this, Baby.” Dan smiled and squeezed her hand before he left.
She sat in the hospitality with tea in front of her, her tablet open tracking the flight from Perth as she drank her tea and ran down the list of interviewers. It’d be easy, and her bump was still small enough that a large tee would be wearable. A woman sat beside her and she smiled.
“Em? Right? I’m Carola.” Em smiled at the other woman, switching off the screen.
“Nice to meet you. You’re Checo’s wife? It’s so lovely to meet you, I’ve seen you at a couple of races.”
“You too. Congratulations. This is your first?”
“It’s our first baby, yeah.” It didn’t hurt as much to say that anymore. Admitting it was the their first baby was true.
“It’s pretty great. This is our fourth, I’m due in October.”
They chatted for a few moments, Dan returning a few minutes later with a shirt for her.
“Vicky said she’d do it with me, but if you want to feel free. Wanna do it?”
“Yeah, let’s.” Dan took her hand to help her up. “We’ll talk later? It’s lovely to meet you Carola, but work calls.”
“Oh?” She seemed confused and Em smiled.
“My day job is his assistant. And his manager’s, but Blake isn’t here today. Time to get going!”
She followed Dan to the pen, smiling and staying out of the cameras as he answered the questions. It was mostly about the car and getting into it, but Ted at Sky couldn’t resist it.
“And your wife is at the track with you today, how does it feel to be able to tell everyone you’re having a baby?”
“Well Em is doing the hard work! But yeah, we’re excited. Its been a really, really good week for us.”
“That’s great. Congratulations to both of you.”
Em ended up back in hospitality while Dan was doing more work, but this time making phone calls left, right, and centre. Every hotel had a call in if they had a spare room, and she finally managed to get a caravan delivered to beside where Dan’s motorhome was. They could put Grace and Joe in the motorhome, Callum on the motorhome couch, and the other four would fit in the caravan. It was tight but could do it. Carola sat beside her as she ended the final call.
“Busy?”
“Yeah. Dan’s parents are flying in from Perth, so getting a caravan for them. How’re you? Are the kids here?”
“No they’re at home. How long have you worked with Daniel?” She was quiet as she spoke, younger than Em.
“Nearly four years? Japan 2019 was my first official race, but we were friends and together for years before that. I was complaining about work, Blake needed an assistant, so here I am.”
“He wanted you to travel?”
“Definitely. Being apart hurt. We’re working out how next year will go if he gets a seat, it’s gonna be toughs with a baby. But it’s worth it.”
“You’ll travel with the baby?”
“Definitely. Dan wants to be hands on and around for everything. We’ll make it work.”
“Oh. Well, this is my first time at Silverstone. Can you tell me about it?”
They chatted until Checo came over and saw them talking, speaking to his wife in Spanish before Carola said goodbye and they went to their own motorhome. Dan was a bit longer, coming back and giving her a kiss.
“Have fun?”
“I have a caravan beside your motorhome, and I had a really good chat with Carola. She’s lovely.”
“Checo’s wife?”
“Yeah. She’s sweet.”
The night was filled with nerves for both of them, different to any other race that Dan had done. Nights before fp1 before were easier. He knew the car. This time it was a car he’d never driven in real life before, but she was determined to be positive. He deserved at least that.
The news that the flight had landed woke them up, Blake promising to make their way up after they showered and ate. It’d be fine, they’d arrive in time for fp2 so she could relax then.
The yells for Dan as they walked into the paddock that morning were overwhelming. There was fans wearing ancient Aston Martin Red Bull 3 hats to make them grin, Em following her husband and holding his hand the entire way through.
Usually she’d be working away but Dan had told her to enjoy it. So she was, sitting in the garage with headphones on, watching as GP gave Dan some last minute encouragement. There he was in his race suit, helmet under his arm as he came across.
“Go fast and be safe.” He grinned as she spoke, kissing her quickly.
“I can do this, right?”
“Of course you can. I’m gonna be right here when you come back.”
She stayed in that spot for the full sixty minutes, watching as they got him used to the car. He wasn’t setting the timing screen alight, but he was firmly in the top ten. And in a sick delight that she’d never admit he was above the McLarens. She’d had to keep her mouth shut around Brown at all times, beating Lando and Oscar gave her a joy.
Instead of hospitality for lunch she went over to Mercedes while Dan was in meetings. Susie had promised a chat, and the two women sat in the sunlight with Roscoe sitting on the bench beside them. Em ate her wrap while petting the dog, promising to stay there for a few minutes while Susie ran back in. Now that she was officially the enemy she couldn’t go in like before, but being with someone was fine.
“Emmy!” She turned and saw Grace a little bit away, her mother in law wrapping her in a hug. Em relaxed against her, nodding at everyone else.
“Hey, it’s so good to see you all. Blake, Dan’s in engineering meetings. P6 in practice, Checo was P1. They seem happy so far.” Blake nodded and she watched him kiss Charlie before jogging towards the Red Bull Energy Station. “Welcome to Silverstone. I’m just waiting for Susie to come back and take Roscoe, then I’ll show you around.”
“Em. That’s not…is it?” Callum asked, Em smiling.
“Want to pet Lewis’ dog? He’s so sweet.”
The way Callum lit up petting the dog was great, and it wasn’t long until Susie was back with his lead to take Roscoe inside with a wave. Em led everyone else back to the Energy Station and found a table for them all.
“It’s gonna be a tight squeeze, but we’ve made it work. Grace, Joe, you’ve got Dan’s motorhome-“
“But he needs his-“
“It’s Dan. Do you think he’d be ok if you weren’t being looked after? You’re in there. I managed to get a two bed caravan brought in. It’s tight, but Charlie, you and Blake have one room. Dan and I are in the other. Sorry Cal, you’re stuck on the couch.”
“That’s fine. Thanks, Em. Seriously. I never thought I’d be here.”
“Enjoy every minute of it. You can watch from the garage if you like, or I got you a grandstand ticket too. Whatever you want.”
“You’re amazing.” He reached around her shoulder for a hug, Em giving him one before taking a deep breath.
“I’m just really glad you’re all here. It’s been a whirlwind.”
“How’s the baby?”
“They’re fine. We’re good. Just tired. It’s gonna be a week with everything. But it’s ok.” Dan came by a few moments later with his race suit tied around his hips.
“Navy suits you,” Joe told him and Em could see the pride on her in-laws faces at their son. Dan put his hand on her stomach for a moment as he pressed a kiss to the top of her head.
“Good to see you. We can get dinner later? I’ve been in meetings all day when I’m not in the car, GP reckons they can let me go an hour or so after practice if nothing weird comes up. But practice in ten. Cal, you coming into the garage for it?”
“What?”
“C’mon.” Em went to stand up but Dan stopped her. “Stay there, you’ve been on your feet all day. I’ll be back in a little while.”
“Go fast and be safe.”
“Promise.”
The four who were left stayed in hospitality to watch practice, Em glad to be in the air conditioning. She relaxed with them to watch, greeting Dan as he came back. Their group was just back at the caravans when her phone rang.
“Is that Emma Ricciardo?”
“Yes, it is.”
“Hi, I’m calling from Hilton Silverstone. We have a room available, you said you wanted it?”
“I’ll be there in ten. Thank you!” She hung up and went into the one they were sharing, Callum on the couch looking at his phone.
“Grab your stuff.”
“Huh?”
“I got you a hotel room, c’mon. We’re going. I’m gonna tell Dan, maybe we can give Blake and your sister some privacy.”
“They’re in that new love touchy feely mode. It’s not fun.”
“It is for them.”
She filled Dan in on what she was doing, her husband grinning and kissing her quickly. Grace was making dinner for them all, they’d eat in the motor home and give Blake and Charlie a bit of privacy. When he went into the second bedroom to say it she heard a yell, followed by Dan’s “don’t do anything I wouldn’t do!”
By the time they were outside Callum had his stuff in the boot of Em’s little Fiat, Em sitting in to bring him. Security was strict, showing her pass nearly not enough to get her to the hotel car park. Finally they were in and Callum got out, waving and promising to meet them in hospitality in the morning. He was a grown adult, he could do what he wanted to.
Saturday morning Em was exhausted. Her stomach was filled with butterflies for the last couple of days thanks to stress and nerves, and she was terrified watching Dan go out in the car. But she had to trust everyone on that pit wall had her husband’s best interests at heart. If they didn’t then Dan wouldn’t get in the car.
She’d forgotten what it felt like to arrive at a race as the partner of a driver. It was different compared to Thursday and Friday, now it was the business end of the weekend. It felt like every photo was of her bump, of how she kept one hand on top of it when she was speaking. The hugs her friends gave her were photographed and carefully checked. Chloe had texted her one of her and Lance with a grin and a it’s unfair my brother sees you before I do that Em had sent a selfie back to. Chloe’s fault for being in Colorado with Scotty.
That morning while Charlie and Dan were getting ready Em and Blake had a conversation about what this weekend could lead to. The ultimate goal was a seat for Dan with Red Bull. But Em’s photos with people around the paddock would help with the media game and that was what she had to do. See her friends and people she liked, smile widely and get photos taken. It sucked that she had to, but the more it seemed like other teams were interested the more it would help.
Lawrence had known immediately what was happening, laughing with her and staring around at a photographer.
“Making it seem like we’ll sign Daniel? You know that it was never any of our-“
“Lawrence it wasn’t your fault. Or Seb’s. He apologised to Dan so many times last season. It all started from Monaco. I know for a fact there were discussions with people from Baku. You were at our wedding, you know we don’t blame Aston for anything.”
“I know. But still.”
“But nothing. How’re you doing? How’s Lance, I haven’t really talked to him much.”
They separated with the older man promising that the baby was receiving a bag of Aston Martin merch, Em laughing that Dan wouldn’t let it in the house as she said goodbye.
Practice was spent in the Energy Station, sipping a smoothie while she watched the screen. Joe sat beside her, Grace in the garage to watch for a while.
“Are you doing ok? I know Dan says he is, and I know you’ll pretend to the world you are, but are you really? You didn’t expect this.”
“Nobody expected it. It’s kind of insane.” She ran through the timeline with him, how Dan had come home from filming and in the sim the night before with no idea and then they were running so he’d make meetings and media. As she talked Max came into the room and sat at their table.
“Em. Joe. Sorry for putting Dan out like this, but he’s enjoying being in the car of course?”
“He is. Are you ok?”
In a different world Em thought they could have been close. Dan loved Max like a brother, and Em liked him as a person. But it was the people around him who she couldn’t stand. From the first time they’d met his father tried to make her feel less than, and Dan had told her the story of Kelly trying to ask him out shortly after she and Daniil had split up. She knew better than almost anyone how hard it was to cut those ties, but she couldn’t let herself be close to people who couldn’t cut them themselves.
“Getting there. I’m allowed look at screens now. Of course the crash was not my fault but that’s not something I can say outside. I spoke to Christian and he said we’d talk about it later. But this cannot continue.”
“I’m really glad you’re ok. We were watching, it was scary.”
“Thank you. You will tell Daniel that I was asking about him? They want to film something with the three of us later. He can be the padding.”
“We will. Look after yourself.”
He left and Joe looked at her with a small smile. “If I didn’t know about walls here and ears I’d say something.”
“It’s been bad. That’s all I’ll say.”
Red Bull had done well to hide how awful the relationship between the drivers was, but it was ice cold. Max barely acknowledged Checo when the cameras weren’t watching. There was a reason Dan was the one who was in all the videos with them. Max had only just left when Carola came over, taking a seat.
“Joe, have you met Carola? She’s Checo’s wife, she was so nice to me on Thursday when it was just us here. Carola, my father in law, Joe Ricciardo. I promise he’s not actually scary.” The younger woman smiled, holding out her hand for Joe to shake.
“You all came for the race?”
“Of course. Seeing Dan in a car again? With a team that supports him? The second we got the call we were looking for flights. Emmy had it organised, she was booking them already.”
“It was easier booking all five of you than everyone booking separately. I’m just glad we could.” It was quiet conversation between the three of them until Joe stood up.
“I‘ll stretch my legs. Em, text me if either of you ladies want anything. You don’t need to stand and get it, that’s what we’re for.” He left and Carola looked at Em confused.
“He’s Daniel’s dad, right? He acts like he’s yours.”
“We’re family. I’ve known him since before Dan and I started dating. It’s part of how I know Dan’s going to be such a good dad when the baby arrives. Plus, we’ve got a hard stop on when he’s driving.”
“Why?” The question was tinged with something more than just politeness, but Em kept going.
“He doesn’t want to miss the big events. The baby’s going to start school in 2027, so 2026 will be his last year if he gets a seat. We’ll be in Australia, it’s too far. It’s different for Louise, she’s in Europe. It’s even different for you, you’re in Mexico, right? How long is the flight?”
“Eleven hours to London. It’s ok.”
“Not bad. It’s seventeen from Perth if you get the direct one.”
“So Daniel will retire?”
“Yeah. I do most of the parenting till then, and then we swap. I get to decide what I want to do and he’ll be the main parent. It won’t be easy for us, but it’s what we want. Do you have photos of your kids? I think I saw them in Mexico last year but I wasn’t too well.”
“I remember! Daniel drove well. Here’s the three of them.”
It was oohing and awwing at the kids, Grace coming back and joining in. She pulled out the photos of Isaac and Isabella, Em feeling like she’d joined some secret club of parents who were so proud of their kids and their accomplishments. Carola was quiet, but she was nice to chat to. They’d never really be friends, they were too different, but having someone who knew the fear watching each race was something she could appreciate.
Finally it was time for qualifying. Em watched as Dan brought the car smoothly out of the pits, the car reacting just how he wanted it to. She hadn’t seen it like this since the Renault days, the car moving how he wanted it to. That smile as he put his helmet on, her and Callum standing listening to the radio. It was jarring hearing GP talk to Dan, but it fit somehow. She watched as he did his runs, not even the red flag stopping him from safely making it into Q2.
Em had nearly forgotten what it felt like to not worry about Dan going out in Q1. But she didn’t realise until the car was wheeled back in fully that Checo had been knocked out, the other driver’s face like thunder as he hopped out of the car and started the walk down to be weighed.
“That makes five in a row,” Callum whispered to her and Em shaking her head in response.
“Later. But I know.”
Q2 was tighter. Dan had told her that the only thing that Christian had said to him was he was expected to make it into Q3. Doing that was a good day for him with so little time in the car before now. She held her breath as Logan Sargeant had yet another lap time deleted, Daniel P10 and scraping through. Blake took her hand at the end of the round, squeezing once.
“He’s fine. He’s improving every lap, and he’s got a new set of softs for this. It’s Dan.”
“I know. I know.”
The last round was almost painful. Em held her breath as the chequered flag came out, Dan last to go across the line. He’d been in p10 until that lap, pushing him up into p5 and starting just behind the Ferraris.
“P5 Daniel. Great job, good spot for tomorrow.”
“Ah I’m sorry. It should have been higher.” She could hear the annoyance in himself as he spoke, wanting to hug her husband.
“Dan you did great. Little bit of traffic compromised the lap slightly and you still brought it home. This is a good base to go from tomorrow. Well done.”
The one thing that truly annoyed Em was that this was the first race McLaren had showed true promise in. A tractor of a car last year, unreliable and temperamental the year before, but now it was a front row lockout. Her annoyance at that team would always be there, but this was the time for her to smooth her face and grin because Dan had put in a hell of a performance. And beaten his teammate by eleven grid places. No big deal.
Dan was sent out early that night for an early arrival to the track the next morning. Everyone piled into the weird little golf cart to bring them back to the drivers campsites to relax. They were on the couch when Blake and Charlie stood up and grabbed their jackets.
“Blake’s bringing me on the ferris wheel and for food. There’s some of the nutritionist approved driver meals in the fridge, and I made sure there’s a bag of peach rings for you there too Em. We’ll be gone for oh, I dunno, three or four hours? Have fun!” Em laughed as the two of them left the exact same way she and Dan had the night before, leaning against her husband for a kiss.
“Does it make us old if I say I want food before anything else?” She asked, watching the grin spread on Dan’s face.
“Considering you’re growing a whole extra human no, no it doesn’t. You’re 18 weeks yesterday, right?”
“Yup. Almost halfway to meeting them.”
“Her.” She pushed against Dan to stand up, smiling as he got up.
“Them. We don’t find out for another three weeks. What if they’re a boy? What then?”
“Then I’ll love him all the same. But I just know. This baby is a girl, and she’s gonna be our Luna. Aren’t you, Lulu?”
“You need some food. C‘Mon. It’s an early night for race car drivers.”
Sunday morning dawned too early for both of them, staring at the clock until it was time to get up. It was real. Dan was driving in Silverstone again, and he was going to be in a good car. Em had so much faith in him.
“Promise me something?” She asked as he held her before they got out of bed.
“Anything.”
“Don’t leave anything out there. We don’t know what’s going to happen. But I don’t want you to have any regrets about this race or driving this car. Go out there and focus on driving as well as you can and as fast as you can. I’ve got faith in you, Danny.”
“I love you so much. I’m gonna do it. Alex bet me a hundred pounds that he’ll finish ahead of me. I’ve got to at least beat him.” Em giggled, laughing as Dan turned them over to kiss her before getting out of bed.
Getting ready to go to the paddock felt normal, and when they got into the main area of the caravan everyone was there with breakfast. Grace was cooking bacon and eggs, there were fresh rolls someone had gone out to get, and a big fruit salad in the middle of the table. The five others who were there clapped as Dan came out in an Enchante hoodie, Joe pointing to one of the seats.
“Your mother has food now, cmon and sit down. She texted Michael, he gave her a list of what to make.”
Em was missing the fourth member of their quartet. She’d hugged him briefly on Thursday, but there was so little time to see him. He had a week off in London and had promised to at least get lunch with her which was something. But she ate and laughed and walked into the paddock holding Dan’s hand for the fourth day in a row. They could do this. It’d be fine.
The mornings of races were usually chaotic, and this was no exception. She brought Callum upstairs to watch the F3 and F2 races from the roof of the garages, watching his face light up as he saw the cars battle it out.
“Would you do something like this? Charlie said you want to be a mechanic.”
“Not F1. The travel would kill me. I dunno how you and Dan and Blake do it. But a karting circuit or something, I’d like to help out there. My mates and I go most weeks, I usually help out with the mechanics there.” She nodded at him. All she’d known about him before the trip was he was Charlie’s brother, a massive F1 fan, and he recognised Blake the moment he walked into Charlie’s parents house. But he was smart and polite, and he didn’t let being starstruck stop him from chatting to other drivers. Watching him joke around with Esteban and Lance for a few moments when Lance had come over to say hi to her was a highlight.
Finally it was time for Dan to start going out. The cheer from the grandstand as his vintage car went past made Em grin broadly. No matter what she was going to enjoy this day. If this was the final race it was with people who cared about Dan, who wanted him to do well and loved him. That was more important than anything else.
“Your husband’s popular today.” Christian stood beside her and Em nodded.
“Isn’t it why you hired him? He’s always popular. I just want today to go well for him.”
“It will.” The certainty in his voice nearly startled her. “This is the most relaxed I’ve ever seen him before a race. Ever. I’ve got a good feeling about today.”
Dan came back in and changed before coming down, kissing Em and bending down to kiss her bump. She smiled with watery proud eyes before kissing his cheek.
“Remember what I said this morning. But more importantly, go fast and be safe. I love you.”
“I love you too, Wrinkles. See you on the other side.”
Waiting for the race to begin was an age. There was the trip to the grid, the grid walk playing on the telly beside her, and then the formation lap began. As it did Charlie stepped beside her, holding her hand tightly.
“You ok?” She asked, Em nodding.
“There’s a decent chance a camera will be on my face at some point. But yeah. I will be. I just want to watch Dan and make sure he’s ok.”
One ear on her headphones was Dan’s radio, the other was the commentary from Sky. The cars were lined up and she watched the lights blink off.
“And it’s lights out and away we go! Carlos Sainz had a slow getaway, letting Daniel Ricciardo in the Red Bull get the better of him. The two McLarens are still first and second, but they’ve got a Ferrari less than a second back, and a driver with something to prove currently in fourth.”
“Good work getting away, Daniel. Currently P4, P4, with-“
“I don’t want to know who’s ahead. Let me know if anyone behind me is coming close, but otherwise if I need to know I’ll ask, ok?”
“Understood.”
Fifty two laps went past quicker than Em could have thought. It was terrifying. She watched the screen on lap three as DRS was enabled and Dan slid on the inside of Charles around a corner.
“And I think the last of the late brakers is definitely back with us, that was classic Ricciardo right there.”
“Look at him, it’s such a difference to last year. Beautiful. Absolutely beautiful. He’s got his replacement in his sights and I don’t know if this McLaren can hold up much of a fight.”
“He’s not going to make it two overtakes in four corners is oh wait he is! That was skill and talent and trusting the car you’re in. I dare say that rivals a Lewis Hamilton in 2014 or 2015 overtake.”
“I think you’re right Crofty, he’s really making this count. Up to P2 now and we’re three laps in. Meanwhile his teammate lost a position at the start and is currently battling Tsunoda!”
Em stared at the timer, the gap between Dan and Lando dropping from three seconds to two, and finally he was inside DRS range. The rear wing opened and she watched her husband do the overtake on the McLaren car, pulling ahead and going around the corner in a sweeping motion.
The garage erupted in cheers from the pit crew watching the screens, “c’mon Danny boy!” heard from a couple of them. Em kept a hold of Charlie’s hand, breathing deeply with her other one kept steady on her bump. He could do this. He could do it. This was Monaco, but a fully working engine. This was the proof that Dan hadn’t lost everything. That the trust Red Bull had put in him wasn’t misplaced.
As the pit stops happened she rolled her shoulders to get some tension out, but he was still out there. Finally he was called back in, a nearly thirty second gap to Lewis behind him. It was tight, so tight that Em held her breath while he was in the pits, watching as he came out just ahead of Lewis. This was it.
“That’s Lewis one point three behind, try to open a gap so he doesn’t get into DRS. They’ve got some good race pace.”
“What about the McLarens?”
“Behind Lewis.”
“Copy. Clear to push to the end?”
“Clear to push.”
Dan’s soft tyres did what they were supposed to, pushing him forward and propelling him to a gap. Em watched everyone in the garage stand as the chequered flag was waved, her husband in P1 as tears fell down her face. He’d done it. He’d won at Silverstone and he’d won a race and he had nothing left to prove. Nothing.
“I’m sorry. I thought I’d get Carlos at the end. Sorry for not winning it for you.”
“Dan what are you talking about?”
“I’m P2, right?”
“Daniel it’s Christian. You were about to lap Carlos, he got a puncture and had to pit. You did it. You won the race.”
“I won?”
The shock in his voice was clear, Blake holding Em up as she listened. He didn’t even know.
“You won, mate. You’re a British Grand Prix winner and a nine time Grand Prix winner. Come on back in and pull up at the big number one.”
It felt like an instant that Em was pulled down to Parc Ferme, half walking, half running down the pit lane. Blake had one hand and Charlie had the other, and she knew she was on camera but she couldn’t care how she looked because she needed to see her husband right that moment.
The mechanics let her through to the barrier, standing beside GP and Christian. She knew Dr Marko was somewhere nearby but she ignored, focusing on the navy car pulling in and the roar of the crowd as Dan stopped the car. His head tilted forward against the steering wheel before he pulled it out and unbuckled his seatbelt. He got out and stood on the halo for a moment, thumping his chest three times. Em covered her mouth, the memories of Monaco and Monza hitting her full force. That was her husband. He’d won in Silverstone.
She watched him get weighed and then he ran straight across to grab her, leaning across the barrier to kiss her.
“You went fast.”
“I promised, didn’t I?”
“I’m so fucking proud of you right now, Baby. So proud. Go do a shoey for us?”
“Of course.”
She watched him get enveloped by the team, Christian grabbing him for a hug before Dan was brought over for his interview. Lewis and Lando both hijacked it, the younger driver’s “I mean his missus is British so technically this is also his home race, right?” Making the crowd cheer even louder. Finally they were led up to the drivers cooldown room and the podium.
His grin was impossible to miss. Dan stood on that top step, GP on the constructor’s podium as Advance Australia Fair rang out across Northamptonshire. She watched the champagne be sprayed in slow motion, Lewis and Lando taking full opportunity to spray him before Dan pulled his racing boot off and poured into it. The crowd was chanting “shoey” as he drank, holding the boot aloft like a goblet. The other drivers followed suit, even GP taking a sip before pouring the rest of it out. Em felt like she’d burst with pride as her entire family was there with them to celebrate Dan’s success.
It took an age for Dan to be free from press but Em didn’t mind. She walked the paddock to see friends, giving hugs to the drivers she knew well enough. Charles stopped her to specifically congratulate her on the pregnancy, giving a hug and promising to give her Italian baby books so the baby wouldn’t just speak English. He was disappointed after his race so she just hugged him and promised to cheer him on in the next one.
Finally Dan was free, and the hug he gave her was everything. The seven of them went for dinner together nearby, a private room that someone from Red Bull managed to get them. There was a party in his honour from Red Bull, Em insisting Dan at least showed his face at it. By nine he was back in the caravan they were sharing with Blake and Charlie, food on the table for the four of them as they curled up on the couches. Blake was the first one to break the silence.
“Christian asked me for a meeting tomorrow. Me and him while Dan’s prepping for the tyre test. The paddock rumour is Checo and his wife had a fight on Saturday night in his motorhome. She threatened to leave him.”
“Oh shit. Saturday was when we were talking and I told her our plans.” Em explained the entire conversation she had with Carola about Dan being an involved parent and the travel plans they had for the baby. Charlie started giggling as she spoke.
“You psyched her out! You showed her what her life could be like if he wasn’t a cheating cunt - do not shush me Blake Friend I didn’t care about F1 then and I saw the videos - and actually cared about his family. She’s setting her boundaries. Good for her!”
“Which means his seat is empty next season. Nyck’s gone from the summer. Alex Palou in Indycar is Marko’s preferred driver for that seat, but he can only take it after Monza because of the Indy season. He doesn’t know if Lawson can make the step up, and he doesn’t want Iwasa. Plus with the Yuki stuff I dunno.”
“Yuki stuff?” Dan asked as he speared a piece of chicken from the platter.
“Sauber want him. They think he could bring that car into the points regularly and learn from Bottas. So that could be two Alpha Tauri seats open for next year at least. Would you take one?”
“I mean I want Red Bull. But I know even with today it’s not guaranteed. I’d take it if the contract says I’m first driver and have first dibs on a Red Bull seat. But who would take that seat?”
“Max wants you.” Em was the one who spoke, making herself comfortable on Dan’s lap. She and Charlie were each on their partner’s laps, Dan’s hand protectively around her stomach. “We were talking for a few minutes on Saturday. If he got Nyck that seat - unproven Nyck De Vries who’d never been involved in Red Bull - him lobbying for you can get you the seat. We know Christian would be happy to have you back. I say go for the Red Bull. Checo was completely shown up this weekend. I love you Baby and you know I believe in you, but in any other team those results should have been reversed. He shouldn’t be beaten by the reserve.”
“Are you sure you’re ok with that?”
“I’m gonna head over to Grace and Joe, let you guys talk.” Charlie went to get up but Blake kept her still, Em turning to face her.
“You’re involved in this. You get a say. This only happens if it’s four yes votes.”
“I’m not involved in Dan’s career. I don’t need a say.”
“You’re Blake’s girlfriend. The two of you live together even if you don’t admit it. He’s going to be gone for weeks or months at a time and it’s hard. So yeah, you do have a say in this. As someone who was in your position before you definitely have a say.”
It was quiet between them for a few moments as they all thought. Em was the first to break the silence.
“I say yes. It’s going to be hell travelling with a baby, but if you want it then it’s a yes.”
“Yes.” Charlie looked at Blake as she spoke, her head resting on her boyfriend’s shoulder. “I just…yes. Today made me realise why Callum has loved racing for so many years. And yeah it’s gonna be hard and it’s gonna hurt and Blake and I will be moping around when we’re apart. But you’ve got a deadline, right?”
“End of 2026. The baby’s in pre-kindy from 2027, proper school the year after. We want to be well settled before that happens.” His hand rubbed Em’s bump as he spoke, Charlie nodding.
“I can do that. It’s a yes from me.” She faced Blake fully and Em felt like she was intruding watching them as Charlie’s voice got thick. “I love you. And this is going to be so hard. But we know it’ll be hard and that’s how we’ll make it through. We’ll figure it out somehow. But if they’re travelling the world with a baby then that child’s uncle Blake needs to be right there too, yeah? So we’re doing this.”
Blake pushed a kiss to his girlfriend’s forehead. “If Chuck says yes then I say yes. It’s all her.”
Em looked up at Dan, at the determination on his face. Her sunshine boy who’d won nine races, all of them at different tracks. Who deserved the world and who people finally realised was as talented as he’d always said he was.
“Yeah. I really want this. Thanks for letting me try for it.”
“Ooof.” The butterflies in her stomach solidified for a moment, a weird feeling against Em. “Oh my god. The baby agrees. They just kicked I think.”
“What? Seriously?” Dan pushed his hand on her belly and Em could feel the movement properly. Their baby was there and safe and was going to be fine.
“Yeah. They did it again when you pushed. So we’re doing this? Three more years of chaos?”
“Three more years of chaos.”
Em sat against her husband, their best friends on the other couch. Charlie had quickly become someone she trusted more than almost anyone else. She’d kept their secrets, and in return Em was going to do everything in her power to make sure that Blake and Charlie got their happy ending.
The good mood from the win stayed that way the entire night. It was a lazy, lazy night with them watching a movie. Callum texted Charlie that he was down at main stage before going back to his hotel, Joe and Grace stayed in their own motorhome. Everything was hitting Em all at once. Dan won Silverstone. He won her home race. As she went to bed that night it was all that she could think about.
The next morning was chaos. They had hotel rooms booked because of the tyre test, and the caravan and motor home were being taken back by the rental agency. Instead they were packing to move to the hotel, and Em handed Callum her Oyster card before he headed back to London with Grace and Joe. The three of them were staying in Dan and Em’s apartment for the tyre test before they spent time together after it. It was hugs goodbye until Dan and Blake dropped their respective partners off at the same hotel Callum had been staying in. The rooms weren’t ready, but Em and Charlie could sit in the restaurant until they were.
Em hugged Dan goodbye, kissing his cheek.
“Whatever happens this week, you won Silverstone. You have nothing to prove them. Don’t think you do.”
“I love you.”
“Love you too, Dimples.”
Beside her Charlie was doing the same goodbye, slipping her favourite necklace into Blake’s hand.
“What’s this for? You never take this off, you said it’s a family one.”
“Yeah well it’s for the next couple of hours to give you good luck. Not that you need it, but every little helps.”
“Thanks, Chuck. I love you.”
“Love you too. Go get him that seat, yeah?”
Em watched the two drive off before sitting with Charlie to wait. Now they actually knew what might happen she was ready but terrified.
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27. "I'm pregnant" With DickTim (but perhaps both are very much cis and the person who said it is drunk or got hit on the head or idk)
it took me a sec to figure out what i wanted to do for this prompt; and then when i did, how to execute it, but. i had a lot of fun writing this prompt, lol. i hope you enjoy!
“I cannot believe the love of my life would betray me like this,” Dick says, pressing his hand to his heart, dramatics fueled by the way Tim’s eyes are dancing. “How could you, Timmy?” His voice wavers with suppressed mirth.
Tim bites back laughter. He’s unfairly pretty, wearing one of Dick’s old university tees over lounge pants; face flushed pink with both amusement and the wine they’d been drinking. “I’m sorry, honey.”
“No— I was gonna spend the rest of my life with you! But you— I can’t recover from this.” He shakes his head. “I’m sorry, baby, but—” He blinks rapidly, wiping a non-existent tear from his eye. “It’s over.”
Tim clutches his hands over his chest. “You can’t leave me.” There’s a flash of something playful and wicked on his face before his eyes go wide and round. He steps forward, clutching at Dick’s arm with one hand, the other falling over his stomach. “I’m pregnant.”
Dick chokes. “You’re—”
They stare at each other for a moment, and then—Dick’s not sure which of them cracks first, only that they fall into each other, both of them shaking with laughter as they sink to the floor.
Eventually, their mirth fades; giggles slowly coming to an end. Tim lets go of Dick’s arm so he can pull it around his shoulders, settling against Dick’s side. Dick slips his hand under Tim’s t-shirt, cupping his hip and stroking his skin with his thumb. Tim hums, resting his head on Dick’s shoulder, tipping back to look up at him.
“Love of your life, huh?” he whispers, stroking his fingers over Dick’s forearm.
Dick’s face warms. “I— Well.” Dick is an affectionate person, especially when they’re alone. There’s nothing he loves more than to wrap himself around Tim and remind him—physically, verbally—that he loves him. Call him a sap, a sentimental fool, he doesn’t care. But—hearing the joking phrase echoed back at him… it trips him up, a little.
Tim’s eyes crinkle at the corners when he smiles. It’s a soft, sweet smile, one reserved for Dick alone. It never fails to make him feel all gooey inside. “You’re the love of mine, too,” he murmurs, turning so he can smear a kiss on Dick’s neck.
Dick would swear his heart was doing quadruple somersaults in his chest. “Yeah?” His voice is almost embarrassingly breathless.
“Yeah,” he whispers, reaching up to stroke over Dick’s cheek.
Dick leans into it, then turns to kiss Tim’s palm. He lets the kiss linger for a moment. Then, he scoops Tim up, manhandling him into his lap; earning a startled intake of breath and then a surprised, pleased smile as Tim winds his arms around his neck. Dick cups his face, peppering kisses all over it, until Tim is shaking with giggles again.
Then he stops, nose against Tim’s cheek, lips at his jaw. “So… about that pregnancy,” he says, leadingly.
Tim huffs a laugh. “I can’t get pregnant, Dick. You know that.”
Dick sucks a kiss into his jaw, delighting in the sharp intake of breath that gets him. “I dunno, Timmy,” he murmurs. “Won’t know unless we try, will we?”
Tim grips his shoulder with one hand. The other tangles in his hair. “You— You know, you might be right. Might, uh. We might have to try a few times. Just to make sure.”
Dick’s hands slip under Tim’s borrowed t-shirt. “I vote we start now,” he says, trailing his mouth down Tim’s jaw.
Tim gasps again, fingers tightening in Dick’s hair. “Motion granted,” he says, and tugs Dick’s head back to capture his mouth in a searing kiss.
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Golden Gobes Confession
RPF
Warnings: Drinking, Drunk Confessions
Characters: Timothee Chalamet, Reader
Word Count:1,520
You sat alone in your living room in your small LA apartment. You’d worked a double but you made it home in time to get into your pajamas and tune into the Golden Globes to watch your friend, Timothee stroll the red carpet. He’d been nominated and you were so proud of him.
You’d known Timothee a few years. He’d moved next door to you in the old apartment building in 2021. You’d become quick friends and that friendship stuck even with his growing success. You’d hang out every time he was in LA and even though he moved you’d text several times throughout the week.
When the camera panned to the crowd seated in the award ceremony your heart dropped just a little seeing Timothee with Kylie. Sure it wasn’t real. He dropped the ball and let it slip to you that it was PR. He made you swear not to tell a soul and of course, you didn’t. Still it made your heart ache, every kiss and loving caresses, every long gaze.
Your crush on Timothee only kept growing no matter how many times you told yourself he would never. You weren’t his type. He was way out of your league. None of it helped. You had an instant crush on him the second he knocked on your door and handed you the mail that was mistakenly put into his mailbox.
The show ended around ten and you sent him a text message telling him you still think he should have won even though you knew he was partying at the after parties.
It was nearly midnight when the knocking on the door started. You put your phone down and walked over to the door cautiously. “Who is it?”
“It’s Tim!”
“Tim?” You open the door quickly. Timothee was standing in front of you in his black suit and dark curls. “What are you doing here?! You’re supposed to be across the city-”
“I- I know.” He told you, walking into your apartment.
You shut the door and saw him looking erratic. “Timmy, are you okay?” You walked to him, placing your hand on his arms.
“I needed to talk to you.” He turned to face you.
You saw his eyes were glassy. “Tim, are you drunk?”
“No,” He waved his hand. “I mean, I’ve had a few drinks but I’m not drunk, a little buzzed, maybe.”He shook his head. “I just- I was sitting there waiting for them to call the winner and when they didn’t call me name I was-”
“Oh, Tim.” You rubbed his arm. “I’m so sorry. I really thought-”
“No,” He waved you off but still looked at you. “I’m not worried about not winning, that’s not what this is.” He walked away then turned back to you. “I- was sitting there and when I lost, I felt Kylie grab my hand and I realized she wasn't the one I wanted to be there.” You looked at him confused. “If I win or if I lose, it’s not her I want holding my hand or hugging me.”
“Tim, then tell your PR team that you want out.” You tell him bluntly. “Tell them you-”
“No!” He says running his hands frustratingly through his hair. “That's not what I’m- Yes I want out but,” Her turns back to you and looks at you for a second. “It’s not just that I don’t want her, it's anyone else.”
“Then stop letting your team talk you into-”
“You’re not getting it!” He stalks over to you.
His hands are on either side of your face and his lips touch yours. You freeze unsure this was happening. It was soft but firm. It didn’t last long and when he pulled away he just stared at you, still holding your face. You slowly opened your eyes and saw his bright green eyes sparkling into yours.
“How much did you have to drink, Tim?” You whispered out.
“Not even enough to get drunk.” He told you as he leaned back into you, catching your lips into another kiss.
This one was longer, He let his lips linger on yours before letting his hands fall to you back. He backed you up till you hit the wall. One kiss went into another then you felt his tongue swipe your lips.As you gasped at the feeling he lapped into your mouth, taking the chance to taste you.
You pushed his shoulders, breaking the kiss. “Tim, you’re drunk.”
“I’m not.” He tells you, leaning in for another kiss.
But you move away. “I can taste the tequila on you.” You step back.
“Okay, so I had another shot or two on the way.” He grins. “I was nervous.”
“Nervous?” You shake your head. “Timothee, you have a bad habit of doing stupid stuff when you drink or get high.” You saw his shoulders slump. “You should sleep it off. We can talk in the morning.”
“But, I-”
“It’s okay, Timmy.”
He goes after you, tripping over his feet. “I’m not-”
“Tim, you can’t- you didn’t drive here, did you?”
“N- no, I-”
“Good. I’ll tell your driver to go on. You go into the bedroom and crash.” You tell him with a pat to his cheek. “Do you need help?”
“No, I’ll-”
“Okay, go on.” You lead him to the hall.
Timothee looks behind himself in confusion before going to the bedroom and falling onto the bed. You go downstairs and tell the driver, whom you knew well, that Timothee was going to sleep it off at your place and he was free to go. By the time you got back up to your apartment Timothee was asleep, face down on your bed. You carefully pulled his shoes and jacket off of him, careful not to mess up the garments that cost more than your rent.
You pulled the covers over him and crawled into bed next to him. Pushing the curls from his face you breathed deep, inhaling his smell. You pressed a kiss to his forehead and shut off the light.
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Timothee woke the next morning to a pounding in his head. The light shining in from the window made him squint. He groaned as he sat up, feeling like his head was going to roll off his shoulders. He stood, digging into the bottom drawer that held his clothes he always left at your place. He went straight to the bathroom and turned on the shower.
Twenty minutes later, boxer and t-shirt clad, he walked into the kitchen where you had two ibuprofen and a hot cup of coffee waiting on the counter. “You are awesome.” He said as he sat at the small kitchen table, tossing back the pills with a big swallow of coffee.
“Tequila shots back to seek vengeance?” You smile, taking a sip of your own coffee, leaning against the sink.
“Why did I do back to back shots on the way here is beyond me.” He rubbed his head.
“Because you do stupid stuff once you start drinking.” You reminded him.
He nodded, taking another sip of coffee. He watched as you placed your cup down and flipped through your phone as if he didn’t kiss you 12 hours ago.
“You want a bagel?” You asked as you walked across the small kitchen.
“Are you gonna say anything about last night?” He asked instead of answering her question.
“You were drunk, Tim.” She said offhandedly. “Weren’t exactly in your right mind.”
“But it wasn’t just a stupid drunken thing.” He said bluntly. She paused with her hands on the sink. “It wasn’t a-”
“You can't do that, Tim.”
“Do what?”
She can feel him standing behind her now. “You can’t just kiss friends like you did last night and expect them to be as forgiving and forget about it as I am.”
He stands next to you. “I don’t want you to forget about it.”
“Tim, you’re being unfair.” You tell him with that burning feeling in the back of your throat that tells you tears aren’t far.
“How?” He placed his hand on your cheek and turned your face to look at him. “How am I being unfair?”
“You can't just kiss me and go back to how things were before.” You tell him in a whisper. “I can’t do that with you.”
“I don’t want you to.” He tells you as he leans in, pressing his lips to yours.
As he pulls away you open your eyes and look at him. “Did you really confess your feelings in a drunken rant about hating your PRship?”
“I wasn’t drunk when I started off here. It was the tequila shots of liquid courage that sent me over the edge.” He smiled. “I didn’t want to pussy out again.”
“Again?”
“I can’t tell you how many times I've wanted to tell you I liked you but chickened out.”
“You, chicken out?!”
“Yes! Me!” He laughs at your shock.
“And here I am thinking I’m not your type.”
“Baby, you are every bit my type.” He tells you, pulling you into another long kiss.
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LEE KYLE LEE KYLE
hmmm maybe he’s tryna give one of his gay ass speeches and the 3 boys are fed up and want him to shush so ofc they use the most efficient method hehe
GAY ASS SPEECH PLLSKEFNEW
OUT OF ALL THE IDEAS I HAD REQUESTED TO ME THIS WAS THE FUNNIEST
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So the summer vibes are PERFECT today so I thought we could have a pool fic!!
WARNINGS: Feet tickles and kids swearing! also kind of a long intro sorry
Kyle's New Pool! (Lee Kyle/Multiple Lers)
Kyle got a new pool installed for the summer in his backyard, but he needs to set some ground rules first!
I hope you like this! :) also I just re-read the whole thing and totally forgot Clyde existed AAA sorry he'll be in the next one
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Energetic boys piled into the Broflovski's home, yelling and shouting with excitement. They were all eager to get a glimpse of what new installment was waiting in the backyard. Kyle had said his parents put something BIG for the summer back there, and to look for themselves to see he wasn't full of shit.
"Oh Gerald! There sure are a lot of them, I wasn't expecting so many guests!" Sheila Broflovski was pretty much plastered to her wall as boys from the fourth-grade class rumbled through her front door, including even a boy wheeling in on a motorized wheelchair.
"Just set out some more chips Sheila- OOF-" Gerald Broflovski was nearly run over by the entourage of shirtless boys as they threw open the sliding glass door in the kitchen and piled outside in the backyard.
"Look! There it is!" Craig Tucker called out. All the boys scrambled to the edge of the water. Kyle wasn't lying. His parents had installed a huge glistening pool in their backyard! The grass and playground they used to have were replaced with concrete, with pillowy lounging areas and table seating off to the sides.
"It's amazing! GAH! It's so hot out here! If I don't get in the water I'm gonna die!" Tweak Tweek winked an eye as Craig turned to him and started applying sunscreen to his shoulders, already blushing from the sun.
"Where the hell is Kyle?" Stan Marsh asked.
"Yeah, should we just get in without him?" Kenny McCormick questioned.
"TIMMEH!" Timmy answered.
"Guys! I'm right here! Isn't it cool?!" Kyle showed up behind the crowd of boys with a few boxes of Capri-Suns under his arms. The fourth-grade class cheered as Kyle set the boxes down on his patio table.
"Yeah, yeah, it's kewl, now let's get in the water already!" Eric Cartman pulled on his goggles and started pulling on his floaties to his upper arms. The boys followed suit by kicking off their flip-flops and throwing their shirts off.
"Woah, woah, woah, hang on fat-ass!" The fourth-grade boys froze and looked at Kyle quizzically. Kyle adjusted his green hat, despite wearing no shirt and green swim trunks.
"Before you get in the pool, there's some rules we have to follow! My dad said if we don't pay attention to the rules, he's not gonna let all of us use it anymore." Kyle explained. The boys looked at each other before they shrugged and continued taking their clothing items off.
"Okay well, what are the rules?" Tolkien Black asked. Kyle splayed his hands to get everyone's attention, but the boys chatted amongst themselves.
"Alright! Rule number one! ABSOLUTELY NO PEEING IN THE POOL! THAT'S DISGUSTING!! I'm looking at you, Cartman!" Cartman yelled out an "AYE!" before Kyle continued. "There is a bathroom located inside the house, first door on your right!"
Kyle looked around to see if he had everyone's attention. He had the attention of Butters, Jimmy, Timmy, and Tolkien, but everyone else was either setting up their toys in the pool or talking to other people.
"Guys! Don't put anything in the pool until I'm done saying the rules! This is important!" Kenny looked up from the pool as he slowly slid on a snorkel. Kyle sighed exasperated as he continued.
"Rule number two! No running around the edge of the pool or the pool area in general! It can get slippery and you don't want to fall! Rule number three! No diving headfirst into the pool, even in the deep area! You can hit your head and get hurt! Cannonballs are okay!" Cartman yawned loud and obnoxiously as the rest of the boys stood around and looked at their phones. Kyle could tell he was losing their attention already.
"Shut up Cartman! Rule number four! You have to put on sunscreen before you enter the pool! My mom is gonna set a timer for 80 minutes for everyone so we can get out of the pool, reapply our sunscreen, and then we can get back in!" The boys looked up at Kyle and groaned loudly.
"Dude we don't need sunscreen, the sun is good for you!" Stan complained. Craig was still helping Tweek apply his sunscreen across his back, so at least he was good. Kyle looked over at Stan with narrowed eyes.
"Dude do you have any idea how much cancer you can get from the sun?! Skin cancer is no joke! There was a study published just this year in 2023 stating that more than 2 people die of skin cancer every hour in the U.S.! 1 in 5 Americans will develop skin cancer by the age of 70! Do you want that to be you?!" Kyle pointed at Stan. Tweek fidgeted as he yanked the sun tan lotion from Craig's hands and started rubbing generous amounts all over his front vigorously.
"GAHAH! THAT'S NOT GONNA BE ME! CRAIG, HELP ME!!" Craig took the bottle back from Tweek and gently started applying more lotion onto Tweek's back as he shot Kyle a venomous glance. Kyle swallowed as he looked back at the boys.
"Dude, we'll put the lotion on. But every 80 minutes is a little much, we'll be fine." Stan shrugged. The boys nodded in agreement.
"Guys you're acting like I'm making up the rules. It's my mom-" Eric rolled his eyes and walked up to stand next to Kyle.
"Kyle, buddy, hey there. Listen, you're talking waaaaay too damn much. Let us into the pool and we can start having fun, okay? I'll deal with your bitch of a mom if she decides to give us crap." Eric clapped Kyle on the back as Kyle stared dumbfounded at Cartman.
"Bitch of a-?! Cartman this is my parent's pool that YOU'RE using, fatass! The least you can do is listen!" Kyle said angrily.
"I think we should listen to Kyle's rules, very much. His p-p-p-pee-parents are nice enough to let us use it on such a hot day." Jimmy spoke up.
"Well, sure! My dad said if I don't put on my suntan lotion every 80 minutes and get skin cancer, he'd ground me for sure!" Butters fidgeted with his hands. Kyle smiled at them both and turned back to Cartman.
"There, you see fat-boy? That's why anyone who doesn't put on sunscreen BEFORE getting in the pool isn't getting in at all!" Kyle exclaimed. The boys all stopped what they were doing and stared at Kyle and Cartman silently. Cartman cupped his chin in thought while Kyle stood next to him with his arms crossed.
"Hmm...ah, I see what you're saying, Kyle. Loud and Clear." Kyle had a triumphant face on before Cartman pointed at Kyle.
"GRAB 'EM!" Cartman exclaimed. All the boys in the fourth-grade class rushed Kyle. Kyle yelped as he was scooped up by the boys, wriggling and fighting to no avail. The boys carried him above their heads to the edge of the pool.
"GUYS! PUT ME DOWN!!" Kyle yelled out. The boys looked at each other and shrugged.
"You wanna be put down?" Stan asked a squirming Kyle.
"YES!!" Kyle shouted. The fourth-grade boys unanimously decided to set Kyle down.
By throwing his ass in the pool.
Kyle hit the water with a huge splash, causing the water to be disturbed and rippled. The boys cheered as they started jumping in after him and cannonballing into the pool. Kyle resurfaced and spit water out from his mouth.
"Pfft- GUYS! We can't be in the pool yet, we need sunscreen!" Kyle complained. Cartman waded into the pool as the boys started splashing each other with water and putting floaties and toys in the pool.
"Uh oh, guys! Kyle's still whining about the sunscreen! We better fix that!" Cartman exclaimed. Kyle turned to yell at Cartman when he felt hands grabbing his arms. Kyle turned back to see that Craig, Tweek, and Kenny started putting their hands on him. More kids were advancing as well.
"Hey! What the hell are you doing?! Get off me!" Kyle squeaked as he splashed in the pool, more kids grabbing his legs and arms and wiggling fingers into his bare skin.
"You see Kyle, I knew you were gonna make a big gay ass speech about what we should and shouldn't do before we got into your pool. As you always do such faggoty things before we're allowed to have any fun, I took it upon myself to tell the guys that if you start going off on a tangent and we need a quick way to shut you up, this was the perfect way to get it done." Cartman watched with glory in his eyes as Kyle started wriggling and giggling in the fourth-grade class's grip.
"Guhuhuys! Guhuhuys stohohohop!" Kyle giggled as what felt like hungry invasive fingers squished, kneaded, prodded, poked, spidered, and scribbled his skin. Jimmy, Tolkien, Butters, Stan, Kenny, Craig, and Tweek all zipped and wriggled their fingers into Kyle's skin while keeping his limbs spread apart. Being in the pool didn't help Kyle fight them off, and the water made his skin slick. Timmy watched with Cartman with a frown on his face.
"Uh...Timmeh?" Timmy asked. Cartman turned to Timmy, Kyle splashing in the pool behind him.
"Yes, Timmy?" Cartman asked. Timmy pulled up his phone and started recording.
"Timmy Timmy." Timmy said with an evil glint in his eye. Cartman nodded approvingly as he turned back to Kyle.
Craig held Kyle's arm away from his side and scribbled his fingers in his underarm while Tweek scritched along his ribs. Tolkien and Butters held onto Kyle's ankle and entertained themselves by stroking one finger up his foot and watching his toes clamp up. They did this over and over as it was entertaining each time.
Stan and Kenny held apart Kyle's other arm as Kenny gave Kyle little nibbles on his side and blew raspberries in his belly, which made Kyle buck and squeal. Stan scritched in Kyle's armpit while making conversation with Craig. Jimmy had Kyle's other foot all to himself. He held his ankle in the crook between his arm and his side in a headlock as he scrubbed Kyle's foot up and down with one hand. Kyle was quickly going ballistic already as 70 fingers played him at once.
"GUHUHUYS PLEHEHEASE!! THIHIHIS IHIHIS CRAHAHAZY!!" Kyle yelled out, the water splashing all around them. Kyle was floating on his back in the water being held up by the guys holding his limbs apart, so he had no leverage to squirm or escape anywhere. Kyle's eyes screwed shut as he felt fingers squish the pudge on his belly, to which he gave a loud reaction.
"Wow Kenny, you really like Kyle's stomach huh," Stan commented. Kenny shrugged and scribbled his fingers all over Kyle's tummy, reaching from the bottom of his ribs to the tops of his hips with his hands.
"Oh hey, I wanna help! Let me try!" Butters left Tolkien at Kyle's foot and went up to the opposite side of Kenny to add another ten fingers to Kyle's midsection. Kenny started scribbling his fingers in Kyle's bottom ribs while Butters dipped his fingers in Kyle's belly button and pinched his hips.
"GAHAHAHA!! NOHOHOHO!! STOHOHOP PLEHEHEASE!!" Kyle pleaded, his body getting tired with all the exertion from trying to get away from so many fingers. He was gonna have a killer six-pack in the morning.
"Aww, well he's just ticklish everywhere, isn't he! That's so sweet!" Butters beamed at Kenny while Tolkien decided to experiment and scritched his fingers underneath Kyle's knee while still pulling his leg apart. Kyle let out a loud cackle as he tried pulling his leg back.
"Hey, how's that working for you, T-T-Tolkien?" Tolkien looked up at Jimmy with a smile on his face.
"Oh, it's working great! He gets really loud when I get right here. You wanna try?" Jimmy nodded and grabbed a better hold of Kyle's leg, and started scratching his fingers under Kyle's knee. Sure enough, Kyle started pulling on both legs trying to reclaim them with this new technique.
"Hahaha, awesome!" Tolkien gave Jimmy a thumbs-up as Craig halted his tickling for a moment to stretch his wrist. Cartman pointed a finger at Craig as he sat on the steps.
"Keep going, Craig! We gotta tire the Jew out so he doesn't bitch for the rest of the night!" Cartman demanded.
"NOHOHO YOU DOHOHON'T! JUHUHUST STOHOHOP!! I'M SORREHEHEE!!" Kyle yelled out, as Craig responded in his monotone voice.
"I'm doing the best that I can. His pulling is hard on my wrist." Craig rotated his wrist before holding onto Kyle's bicep and going back to a hidden gem he found. Between Kyle's middle ribs and back where the skin joined, Craig scribbled in that one spot to make Kyle scream a manly sound. Tweek winked as he kept his tickling confined to Kyle's side.
"So anyway, Red Racer reaches the finish line right as Blue Racer does, so the judges have to go back and watch the footage to see who actually won the race. It was a nail-biter." Craig explained to Stan. Stan nodded as he listened, but mostly looked down at his super best friend getting the shit tickled out of him. He had a forced smile plastered on his face with his eyes screwed shut tightly, with an occasional pull or tug of his limbs. Stan couldn't imagine being in this situation, but he wasn't gonna be the one to stop it. What if Cartman ordered they all go after him next? He couldn't handle that.
"...Yeah, so what did the judges say?" Stan asked as he scribbled his fingers in Kyle's underarm. He noticed he didn't have to try too hard to keep Kyle's arm away from his side to reach this spot.
"We won't know until next week. I can hardly wait. Red Racer always wins every race, but it's the season finale, so it could have a different ending." Craig discussed calmly as if he wasn't tickling a wildly splashing boy with six other boys.
"Timmy? Timmy Timmy?" Timmy asked Cartman, still recording on his phone. Cartman thought about it for a moment.
"Hmm, I'm not sure. Let's see." Cartman cupped his hands around his mouth and called out to Kyle. "How you doing Jew? Ready to give up the sunscreen?" He called out. Kyle shook his head bravely as he continued to laugh out.
"NOHOHOHO!! YOHOHOU STIHIHIHLL NEEHEHEHEED TO WEHEHEHEAR IT!!" Cartman shrugged as he went back to lounging in the pool.
"You heard him, boys! He wants more!" The fourth-grade class worked diligently, their fingers more energized than before.
"GAHAHAHAD!! I DOHOHOHON'T WAHAHANT MOHOHOHORE!! PLEHEHEHEASE!!" Kyle laughed out earnestly as more spots were found on him, to in-between his thighs, to his hands, to his inner elbows, and the skin above his knees. His thighs were a winner, however. Jimmy and Tolkien pulled apart his legs and hugged his knee to grip and scribble their fingers in his inner thigh, causing Kyle to squeal and cackle loudly.
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Gerald and Sheila watched from the closed slider door, smiling gently. It was a rare sight to see Kyle acting like a kid for once with all his friends.
"He gets it from you, you know." Gerald held Sheila around her waist while they watched their son and pattered his fingers along her side. Sheila twitched as she bat Gerald's hand away with a blushing face.
"Oh stop it, Gerald!~ Save it for Saturday, honey~" Sheila cooed as the two shared a kiss, and turned for the living room as their son splashed in the water.
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"CHRIHIST!! SOMEONE- *hic* so-SOHOHOHOMEONE HEHEHEHELP!!" Kyle cackled out as he felt Tolkien's fingers invade his toe spaces and Tweek and Kenny took turns blowing raspberries in his hip divets. They were having fun with this, actually.
"Wow, Kyle has a lot more endurance than I thought. If I had endurance like Kyle I would be so happy." Craig commented. Stan started to get uneasy. Kyle started hiccuping a second ago, and his red cheeks were concerning.
"Alright Cartman, that should be enough right? I mean, look at him." The boys stilled their fingers for a moment. Kyle still giggled to himself and twitched from the air moving around him.
"Aww, the poor guys all tickled out. Aren't you buddy?" Butters patted Kyle's stomach, which Kyle jerked away from reflexively.
"Buhuhutters- *hic* doho-dohon't touch me-" Kyle snickered as Butters fidgeted. Cartman stood up from the pool steps and looked down at Kyle. Kyle's eyes winced having to look up into the sun-filled sky.
"Well, Kyle? What do you say? Are we forgetting the sunscreen?" The boys waited intently for an answer; their arms still wrapped around Kyle's arms and legs while the water waved around them.
"Fuck no, fat-ass! We can't forget it, my parents will find out! Please, just put some on and we can start playing!" Kyle pleaded. Cartman sighed and gave the signal for the boys to start tickling again. Kyle felt the boys' hands around him shift and place themselves on his body.
"Wait wait WAIT! Okay okay! I'll forget it! I'll forget the sunscreen I swear!" Kyle yelled out. Cartman turned back and pointed a finger in Kyle's face.
"If I hear a single word about sunscreen or rules again from you Kyle, you're gonna get it! Alright, let him go." The fourth-graders slowly released Kyle. Kyle rubbed his wrists as the boys saw their fingers onslaught over Kyle's torso, the pink swipes and scratches on his white skin. Kyle looked to the side as he rubbed his shoulder silently.
"Well, I still need to put on my sunscreen, or I'll get grounded!" Butters announced. Kyle looked up at him.
"Yeah, I n-n-need to put on mine too, a comic always has to look his b-best!" Jimmy added.
"Hey honey, mind helping me put some sunscreen on my back? I could use it." Craig asked Tweek.
"GAH! O-Of course! Skin cancer is no joke!" Tweek winked as Craig smiled softly at him.
"We're all gonna put ours on, too." Tolkien, Stan and Kenny nodded in agreement.
"TIMMEH!!" Timmy smiled and exclaimed. All the boys started getting out of the pool to put their sunscreen on and made sure everyone was properly covered. Kyle had a huge smile on that wasn't forced on his face.
"Thanks you guys, you're the best! Now we can play all we want in the sun without getting hurt!" Kyle exclaimed. The boys all cheered and cannonballed back into the pool while Cartman rolled his eyes.
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"Aw dude, sick!" Stan shouted upon seeing Cartman at the bus stop on Monday. Cartman's face was pink with white peelies all over his ears, neck, and cheeks. He had suffered bad sunburn from the pool with no sunscreen. He rolled his eyes as he crossed his arms in a huff.
"Whatever! Sunscreen is overrated and gay as hell! I don't peel, I'll just get tan after this!" Kenny and Kyle walked to the bus stop and stood next to Cartman. Kenny burst out laughing upon seeing Cartman, and Kyle let out a few sputters as well.
"AYE! You all better shut the fuck up! I don't need any damn sunscreen!" Cartman defended.
"HE LOOKS LIKE A FAT TOMATO!" Kenny cried out. Kyle and Stan both started laughing hysterically as Cartman yelled out at them.
"I'M NOT FAT! SHUT UP!" Cartman shouted.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, we get it, you big baby." Stan rolled his eyes as he clapped Eric on the back. Eric yelped as the sunburn on his back stung from Stan's slap.
"ACK! Don't do that, retard! I got sunburn-" Cartman called out, but shut himself up as his friends leered at him.
"What was that you said, fat-ass? You got sunburn?" Kyle said with a shit-eating grin as he slapped Eric's back. Eric let out a screech as he started running down the road, away from the bus stop. Well, as well as he could run anyway. The three boys easily caught up to him and slapped all their hands across his sunburned back.
"YOU GUYS- ACK! I'M SO SERIOUSLY- OW! STOP IT- ACK! STOP!- OW!"
After this experience, Cartman learned his lesson. He was never caught without sunscreen again, and abided by all of Kyle's rules before entering his pool.
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ho boy. so i'm having more timmy thoughts and you guys have to deal with them. kind of long, rambling post ahead, but bare with me. (i don't know how to include a cut on mobile so sorry)
a couple nights ago i was rambling to my poor family about the traffic smps bc hyperfixation, and i mentioned jimmy always dying first and how he's the canary. my sister, who is not into traffic but is into hermitcraft and sees a lot of traffic stuff, said that the metaphor doesn't work and he would fit better as an albatross.
i argued with her, and while i do still love canary jimmy and think the metaphor fits, i've fallen completely in love with albatross jimmy. yes, i know, another jimmy hybrid i'm going to be pushing on you, but cmon. think about it.
jimmy is not the cursed one, everyone else is. he was killed, now everyone else has to deal with the consequences. he isn't cursed to die first, people are just more likely to die after he's gone.
whoever kills him has horrible nightmares. storms and shipwrecks. dead bodies and slimy, oozing things. they wake up each morning feeling like they're being strangled. they swear they can hear albatrosses flying above them, but when they look there's nothing there.
his teammates, while he's alive, benefit. albatrosses are symbols of good luck, after all. small things, like perfectly cooked food and restful sleep. and it was one of his allies that won third life, wasn't it? and his husband won last life, even if they weren't together. (i haven't watched dl yet, but it was pearl who helped with the horns, right?)
it would have been fitting if the one who killed him in each game ended up winning, but alas, this series is unscripted and therefore (most) narrative parallels and metaphors are coincidental. perhaps an au where whoever kills the albatross is cursed to be the only one who remembers? still thinking on it.
i'm just obsessed with the idea that jimmy's deaths are not warnings of the chaos to come, but the cause of it. that maybe things wouldn't be so bad if they just didn't kill him. they shot the albatross, now they have to deal with the aftermath.
#fic writers pspsps#fanartists pspsps#anyone who draws grian or skizz with albatrosses around their necks#i will be so so happy#i am not normal about him#albatross jimmy#canary jimmy#third life#last life#double life#limited life#life series jimmy#life series#life smp#traffic smp#trafficblr#rime of the ancient mariner#jimmy solidarity#solidaritygaming#harbringer jimmy#omen of death jimmy#traffic spoilers#zdae thinks
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can u make timothée smut with cockwarming😁😁
Penny For Your Thoughts
© Skyebounded, do not use my work, but you may share it.
Masterlist
premise: Timothée has been busy with work that he barely has time for you..
Pairing: Timothée Chalamet x Fem!Reader
Warnings: cockwarming (my favourite btw) smut, swearing.
Word Count: 960
A/N: Hello Lovelies 💙 Hey babe, sorry this took me so damn long, but here you go! I hope you enjoy it. Thank you for the request!!!
Anything, you would settle for anything right now. Timothée had been sitting on the couch for the past few hours, trying to get a feel for the new script that he was determined to memorize as soon as possible, which to him meant no time for a break and no time for you. From sun up to sun down he had been working, day after day.
You were entering week two, and all you had gotten from him was a few kisses here and there and if you were lucky maybe a fuck once or twice, but nothing lasting. You needed him. You knew he didn’t mean anything by it, he wasn’t purposefully trying to avoid you or leave you absolutely starving for his touch, it was simply just him trying to be good at his job and you respected that, but all you wanted was a little attention.
You didn’t need much, just something more than a few kisses every now and then. you wanted to be close to him, touch him, feel his hands on you, even if it was only for a few minutes, just something to hold you over until you could get him away from the pages, and to do something more fulfilling.
Eyeing him from the archway, you watch as he highlights the script in his hand, re-reading the line over and over again. His eyes fall closed in what you can only assume is frustration, and that was your cue. You make your way over to him, taking long strides. Moving the papers away from his face, you quickly straddle him before he can object. His eyes dart open at the sudden feeling of you atop him.
“Mon amour?” he exhales with a soft smile.
You were waiting for him to tell you that he didn’t have time, or that he was too busy, or any other excuse for that matter, but he doesn't, not yet at least.
“Darling, I miss you. I swear it feels like I haven’t seen you in forever.” you groan.
His eyes hold an apologetic gleam to them, as he studies your face. You could see the stress and the need for sleep hanging over him like a dark cloud. Your hands, firmly placed on his chest, begin to roam, making your way to his tensed shoulders, slowly massaging them. You lean in, placing a kiss along his neck, moving up it slowly listening to the low groans that he makes.
“I’m sorry my love, I just-I have to-” he starts.
You put your finger over his lips silencing his excuse. You pull back to look at him, as you think over what you need to say.
“I just want to feel you, we don’t have to-” you pause, searching his expression. His brow raises as he considers what you’re saying. “Baby, please…” you plead.
You go back to kissing his neck, sweetening the deal just a little. You meant what you said, you didn’t need to fuck, you just needed to feel him, touch him, have him touch you. You could tell he wanted the same, you could feel the evidence growing beneath you, his cock aching. You slowly grind your hips against him, feeling him grow harder by the second, savoring the low groan that grows in the back of his throat as it goes straight to your core.
“fuck..okay,,” was all he could manage to say.
His hand slips down to your cunt, grinning at you when he feels nothing but your wetness.
“What have you been doing that involves no panties, my dear?” he coos. Leaning into you, Timmy kisses the soft skin of your collar, his free hand sliding up the thin fabric of your shirt, his thumb brushing over your hardening nipple.
“Waiting for you,” you moan, as he sucks a welt into your neck. He lets go of the script in his hand for the moment, using it to grab your ass, kneading it in his palm.
“Hmm, so you got impatient I see,” his lips trail down your chest, even more, tending to your sweet spots. “Well let's see what we can do about it,” You begin to fiddle with the waistband of his pants, and he lifts his hips just enough to get them down, letting his cock spring free.
You lean up on your knees, letting out a sharp gasp when you feel his tip graze through your wet folds, your grip on his shoulder tightening. He gawks at you as you lower yourself onto his length, signing in tandem as he bottoms out inside you. His head leans back against the couch as he lets out a groan, as your walls clench around him, soaking in the delicious stretch of him.
You throw your arms around his neck. wrapping the hair at the nape of his neck around your pretty little fingers. You begging to kiss up his neck slowly, reaching his ear,
“You can go back to work now..” you smile innocently, your breath heavy.
He chuckles, knowing damn well that he wasn’t going to be able to focus on work when he was buried so deep in your needy cunt. Not when your plump lips ever so delicately kiss at his neck. He needed you just as badly as you needed him, if not more. He could try to go back to work, practice his lines for an hour more, but when you start moving your hip, like the little minx you are, he knows he's lost.
You knew you had gotten him, when his hands find your hips, slowly helping you to grind against him. Despite him seeming cool and collected you could feel just how untrue that was. You had won.
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hi. i have an au to unpack so get ready wemen and men and people whose genders are bent
so... 2 much anxiety fairly oddparents au aha
SO BASICALLY its a pretty well known the fact that timmys life is miserable hence he got fairys but what if timmys parents are people who should get a divorce like if timmys parents isnt leaving timmy alone with vicky to do something and is at home they argue and what if timmy got cosmo and wanda a bit later than he did and what if vicky does things way worse.
so thats why timmy has so much anxiety for this au
now some of you may wonder from the fact that i am a nicktoons unite fan what happens in nicktoons unite!
well timmy isnt really so agressive only when provoked and since timmy already knows jimmy and trusts him he trusts the others too
now WHAT ABOUT MY DANNY AND TIMMY COUSINS HC (not the head cannon that timmy accidentally summons danny)
well for this i think the cousins never met each other till nu gang happened and LET ME TELL YA WHY
because for timmys parents and dannys parents just dont interact often. sure they call eachother from time to time but havent gone to each others places
or danny and timmy met before but timmy was so young he didnt remember (no this isnt a reference to forgor au i swear 😭)
im getting a bit off track so BACK TO 2ma
timmy before getting fairies (remember i said he got fairies later) sometimes cries himself to sleep or listen to music because timmys parents are so fucking loud when fighting at night.
the reason why cosmo and wanda was given to timmy later is because timmy would get vicky as a babysitter later because timmys parents are trying to fall in love again neglecting timmy
AND WHAT ABOUT CROCKEERRRR so crocker has a suspission to all of his class to have FAIRY 💥 GOD 💥 PARENTS (sorry i have to) and he does know that miserable children gets them (if you think about it timmys class are all miserable in thier own way like chester being poor but he shrugs it off.
timmy however before getting fairies is already having too much anxiety (see what i did there) and pretty much everyone notices that but his parents because they are lumps of shit so crocker began looking for evidence of fairy yod parents on timmy which well since timmy didnt have fairies yet and from how much crocker keeps looking there is no fairies he even asked timmy himself if he had fairies and timmy look up to crocker anxiety gilled thinking he missed something and ask whats a FAIRY 💥 GOD 💥 PARENTS and crocker still keeps looking but he just finds out timmy doesnt have fairies and how miserable timmy is to the point hes crying himself to sleep so he shrug it off and just thought timmy is just miserable but not miserable enough to have fairies. until timmy just shows up to class without anxiety and everyone is worried but that was the day timmy gets his fairies and as days go on and crocker gets suspicions again and boom the fop series but ill cut after poof seasons because no.
timmy is still a rulebreaker and even after getting fairies he still have anxiety becuase anxiety doesnt go away like that
but wait i have to talk about something..
JIMMYTIMMYPOWERHOUR
so yeah remember i said in the nicktoons unite bit that timmy trusts jimmy from jtph? yeah so-
timmy accidentally wishes to go there right and then met jimbo and hes a mad fuck lmfao.
it basically went "what the fuck who are you" "IM SORRY I DIDNT M-MEANT TO GET HERE I- I GOT HERE BY AC-ACCIDENT I DONT KNOW THIS PLACE WHERE AM I IM S-SORRY IF I BROKE ANYTHING IM SORRY-" aha..
and yknow the whole jtph happened but timmy have anxiety and stutters alot... alot.
lets just say for this au jimmy is the one who gets feelings first
so what about the other 2 jtph well its practically the same but yknow timmy anxiety and stutter but from one to another it lowers down.
EXTRAS
REMEMBER MY DANNY GETS SUMMONED BY TIMMY ACCIDENT HC? YEAH HE DID ACCIDENTALLY DO THAT AND BRO 2MA TIMMY IS APOLOGIZING SO MUCH BRUV
also uhh drawings of him becuase 💔
the first 2 i actually shared in discord earlier
gonna make more content for this but feel free to use this au
oh and one more thing to note here when hanging out with the nu gang as buddies not beating up baddies when timmy meets gary he loves him. he practically loves all pets but gary is just yes there is no meaning behind it just timother loevs snials
#nicktoons unite#the fairly oddparents#timmy turner#fop#nickelodeon#fairly oddparents#jimmy neutron boy genius#jimmy neutron#danny phantom#2ma au#2 much anxiety au#my aus#jimmytimmy#timmyjimmy#jimmy timmy power hour#jtph#spongebob squarepants
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Loving Night - Tim Drake x Reader
Requested by Anon - I am an ER nurse and I work a lot of twelve hour shifts. Sometimes I take on double shifts too due to short staffing. Can I have a nice Valentine’s Day story with Tim? Maybe both of us come home from long shifts and have a quiet Valentine’s Day together? I just need some comfort right now. Thanks a bunch!
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You pushed open the door of your apartment and sighed. It was blissfully quiet and dark. After spending all day in the chaos and fluorescent lights of the ER, you wanted to bathe in the peace.
Hanging your keys on the hook along with your jacket, you locked the door before kicking off your shoes. You groaned, your feet aching. Your socked feet slid on the polished floor. You frowned. Alfred must have stopped in to clean the apartment again. You appreciated it, but you hoped he didn’t feel like he had too.
Slowly, you went into the kitchen and unpacked your lunchbox. Tim’s lunchbox was on the counter. He must already be out on patrol for the night. Your heart sank. You missed him. Your schedules had been running opposite recently. Two ships passing in the night.
You shuffled your way to the bedroom, turning on the light. A bright red package laid on the bed. You blinked before carefully approaching it.
The first thing you saw was bright red Happy Valentine’s Day written on the card. “Is it today?” You quickly checked your phone. The days had been a blur. You wanted to surprise Tim, but you lost track of time. Clearly, Tim hadn’t forgotten as you opened the card to find Tim’s messy handwriting.
(Y/N), I love you. Happy Valentine’s Day. I’m sorry we haven’t seen much of each other. Tonight is a big night for the case, but I’ll be home earlier, I swear. Open your present before you change. You’ll like what’s inside. Love, Tim.
“Oh, Timmy.” You ripped open the present, grinning at the sight of cozy warm pajamas and a fuzzy blanket. “I knew I loved you.”
You took the box with you into the bathroom, planning on changing into them once you showered.
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“You got the rest of this? I need to head home.” Tim nodded down from the rooftop to the cops arriving at the scene of Clock King’s master plan. It took Tim days to track him down and lay out a plan with Jason’s help. Now Clock King was tied up below, waiting for the police.
“Yeah, I’ll make sure Clock King gets into custody.” Jason huffed, taking off his helmet and shaking his hair out like a dog. “Let me guess, you want to get back to (Y/N) because it’s Valentine’s Day.”
Tim shrugged. “Yeah, plus I haven’t seen them for more than ten minutes in the last few weeks.” He took the grapple gun from his belt. “Besides, you don’t have plans. Roy’s in Star City last I heard.”
“Shut up,” Jason hissed, glancing over his shoulder. “I don’t need that getting out.”
Tim hummed, unable to stop the smirk growing on his lips. “Thanks Hood.”
“Use protection, nerd,” Jason said. Tim just waved, firing off his grapple gun toward home. His heart sang, thinking of spending an evening with you. You were probably still in the shower. He glanced at his wrist. His computer alerted him when you arrived home.
“Probably have enough time to pick up dinner too,” Tim said to himself. He knew your showers tended to be long. Maybe he could even join you if he was fast enough? He landed on a rooftop and ran to jump off, firing his grapple gun to soar even faster toward your favorite food place.
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You leaned against the shower wall, letting the hot water soak into your tired body. It felt good. Like a warm hug.
The bathroom door opened. You froze in horror. “(Y/N), can I join you?” Tim asked. You peeked out of the curtain, smiling when you saw Tim stripping out of his suit before you could even give permission.
“I know you said you’d be home early, but this is very early for you,” you laughed as Tim jumped out of his boxers. You held the curtain open and he slipped inside.
“I promised.” He wrapped his arms around your waist and kissed you sweetly. Your heart skipped a beat. A new warmth filled your insides, leaving you buzzing. “Happy Valentine’s Day.”
You hummed, pulling him into the spray. Tim chuckled, sputtering. “I like my pajamas. Thank you,” you said. You ran your fingers through his now wet hair. “Did you catch King Clock or whatever his name is?”
Tim grinned. He shook his head. You laughed, covering your face as he splashed you. “Yeah, the city is safe from his time-freezing machine. Honestly, it’s the dumbest thing, but it could have worked...if he built it right.”
“And you figured out how to build it so it works?” You touched your nose to his. The smirk on his face told you everything. “Hopefully, you locked away the plans...I’d hate to be in the ER if that gets out.” You shivered. A few of the bad moments from the day crept up to the front of your mind. You shook your head, pushing them away and locking them up. It took you a while, but eventually you learned how to not bring the ER home with you.
“I didn’t write anything down. It’s all up here.” Tim tapped his temple, rubbing your back. “Your day okay?”
You bit your lip. “It was...harder than normal, but I’m okay.” You kissed him again, melting into his arms. “Just hold me for a while.”
Tim tucked your head under his chin. “I love you.” He rocked you back and forth. “You’re braver than me, saving lives in a way I can’t. I’m so proud.”
“I’m proud of you too. You with your brilliant mind.” You kissed his jaw. He had a little bit of stubble, but you didn’t mind. The two of you stayed in the shower until the water turned cold.
***
An hour later, you and Tim cuddled on the couch, stomach full of good food and a bit of wine. The tv played softly in the background. Your new blanket was wrapped around the two of you.
You rested your head on Tim’s chest and closed your eyes. “This was nice.”
Tim played with your hair. His arm warm around you. “It is. I missed this.”
“Me too.” You sighed, looking up at Tim. He looked back at you, love sparkling in his eyes. “I’m sorry I forgot about Valentine’s Day.”
Tim blinked, eyes widening. “You forgot? I thought you were giving me cuddles, which honestly is good enough. Shower cuddles and couch cuddles...we haven’t had both in a long time,” he chuckled, a wide grin pulling at his lips.
“I don’t know if you’re being sarcastic or not.” You laughed, leaning up to kiss his lips gently.
“I’m not, but it’s okay. You’ve been busy, besides I’ve forgotten enough things at this point of our relationship.” Tim winked at you. “And we always make up for it.”
“We do.” You sat up and ran your fingers down his jawline. “I have tomorrow off.”
Tim leaned into your touch. “Really? I’ll have to take tomorrow off too then. Bruce can survive the stockholders meeting alone.”
“Goodbye Wayne Enterprises.” You kissed the corner of his mouth. “Hello Unemployment.”
He snorted, rolling his eyes. “Bruce did run the company before I came along. He’s not that bad.”
You smirked, narrowing your eyes. “Right. You forget I was at the Wayne Enterprises Medical Fundraiser last year.”
“How could I forget? You looked like an angel that fell from heaven.” Tim glanced toward the picture from that night hanging on the wall. It was the two of you, dancing in the middle of the ballroom floor. Neither one of you looked at the camera. Dick had taken the picture without you knowing.
“You were pretty handsome yourself.” You kissed him. He returned it sleepy. “We should go to bed.”
“We should.” Tim pulled away as a yawn escaped him. “Or we’ll end up on the couch again.” Tim tightened his arms around you.
“I don’t think I can move.” You closed your eyes and rested your head on his chest again. Tim shifted, laying down on the couch. You laid half on him. Contentment filled you.
“I love you.” Tim kissed the top of your head with his eyes closed.
“I love you too, Timmy.” You turned to press your lips against his chest as you felt yourself drift off. Tim’s warmth soaked into you as you let yourself visit dreamland.
***
Tim woke up alone with the sun shining through the windows. He rubbed his eyes, sitting up on the couch. The tv was off. The apartment strangely silent.
“(Y/N)?” Tim stood up, groaning when his bones cracked at the movement. He frowned when he was met with silence. Tim walked through the apartment, checking every room for you. It was only when he got to the kitchen that he saw the note on the coffee machine.
Be back in a few. Don’t start the coffee. ;)
Tim scratched his head. “At least they didn’t get called into work,” he mumbled, sitting down at the kitchen table. He shook his head, trying to shake off the slight panic from finding you gone.
The sound of the key turning in the lock had Tim on his feet. He turned the corner to find you opening the front door, dressed in sweats with bedhair. He grinned as his eyes dropped to the McLeary’s Coffee and Bake shop bag and drink holder in your hands.
“You didn’t,” Tim said, stepping forward to take the bag and drink holder from you. McLeary’s was across the town, hidden in a little back alleyway in one of the seedier areas. It was a local secret. “You went there alone?”
“Happy Belated Valentine’s Day.” You kissed his cheek, kicking off your shoes and walking into the kitchen. Tim followed, taking a deep breath of McLeary’s special caramel cream coffee.
Tim shook himself out of the caramel cream daze. “You shouldn’t have went alone. It’s dangerous,” he said, setting everything on the table. You took out a plate, giving him smile.
“I wanted to surprise you, plus there was like twenty cops in the shop doing their morning coffee run.” You set the plate down and started to pull pastries out of the bag. Tim almost drooled at the sight. “I was fine.” You nodded to his coffee. “Drink it before it gets too cold.”
Tim took a sip. He moaned at the sugary perfection. “I love you.” He wrapped his arm around your waist and pulled you into his chest. “Thank you.” You kissed his lips, laughing slightly. The two of you knew today was going to be a good day.
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moon song.
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hi everyone - the long awaited marriage blurb? sorry it took so long I did hit a bit of a creative block and felt it could get too repetitive and I'd run out of ppl to interact without it becoming shallow/boring so enjoy!
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rehearsals
lanacondor my bestieee is getting marriedddd oh my god I'm going to cry
user76 lana is so cute I love their friendship
user913 who's maid of honour omg I wonder
bpinyourarea it has to be jennie or lisa I swear
pinkchalamet all ik is pauline is a bridesmaid with certainty
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bellahadid my angel 🦋🦋so proud and excited for u and ur love for what the future awaits
evanmock when u throw the bouquet I better catch it this time or else
taylorswift sound the wedding bells 🔔🎊
swiftie146 TAYLOR WEDDING SINGER CONFIRMED
ysl 🖤
instauser528 so cute that's her custom ysl jacket but timo wore it to an event last month
voguefrance felicitations mon amours 💗
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florencepugh ok mister no caption 🙄
tchalamet 😁
zaweashton congrats xoxo
yourusername ty zawe 🫂🫂sending hugs and kisses to ur lil bebe and tom 💗
lauriesgirl omg that possessive hand around her thigh
dunechalamet like he's claiming she's mine and I am his wheww
officialrebeccaferguson congrats to you both!
yourusername so excited to see you soon!
ynsplanet SOON?!? IS REBECCA GONNA BE INVITED TOO A STAR STUDDED WEDDING IM SHOOK
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oliviarodrigo SO EXCITED CANT EVEN WAIT
conangray this is my superbowl
user28 this is my joker too fr
lauriesjo the aesthetic straight out of Pinterest I love my parents
username719 her tagging timmy like he's the view himself 😌
timmysgirl I mean look at him hello?
selenagomez can't wait! ❤️
josephineskriver 🔥🔥🔥
ynchile the steamy emoji did the rehearsal get borderline pg-13 or more 😵💫🤣🥴🥵
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it's official- actor timothée chalamet and singer-actress y/n l/n have tied the knot during their star studded destination wedding. photos are sparsely being released by the ultimate private couple but can you spot any other celebrities partying at this event of the season?
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townandcountry ❤️
theknot 🎉🎉🎉
mayahawke congrats you two!
milliebobbiebrown hooray you lovebirds!!
phoebedyevnor 🏝️
simoneashley congratulations to the happy couple 💗
somsomi0309 HAD THE TIME OF MY LIFEEEEE WITH MY BESTIEEESSSS
kpopfan82 skdkd somi definitely got turnt at the wedding esp the reception
somesomi HAVE U SEEN HER IG STORIES FROM THE AFTER PARTY SKDKD THE YN AND TIMO KISS THEN SOM BUSTING IT DOWN ON THE DANCE FLOOR
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someone sent in this spotting of a number of a-list celebrities in a private resort in the south of France who are all gathered for the dress rehearsal before the well-awaited Timothee and Y/n wedding this weekend. tune in and check out our new podcast episode!
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dunechalamet maybe mind your own business and stop invading their privacy 😤😐
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randomuser is it really that private and exclusive if someone was able to sneak in like this?
user924 I mean its peak of the summer I'm sure other people can come to that resort too if they can pay for it 😭
usernamehere ok true true
ynfandom oh my god is yn gonna be pregnant soon what about the tour what about the music or her upcoming movie roles
username32 idk if she's ever talked about wanting kids but it's none of our business
ynsgermany ok yeah we leave them alone and let her be happy if she wants to focus on her career or her own family she's a grown woman she can do what she wants 🙄
user731 normalize not expecting women to get pregnant and have kids if they don't want to! 🙏
ynallover didn't she talk about not wanting kids during that one radio interview years ago I mean her opinions can change
fluentlyforward def not a pr stunt!
chalchalamet92 go away troll loser who can't do anything else but talk trash on other people's lives boo
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yourusername thnx abel 🥳loved seeing you this weekend
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anyataylorjoy hugs and kisses to our newly married couple!
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tchalamet 😌
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ok I’m here to drop some inspo ✨☝🏻 what about y/n!actress with timmy at a friend’s wedding and well of course y/n sings so she performs ‘my man’ (Barbra’s song but glee version, yeah I’m a musical person lol) and of course she glares and looks at timmy all the time (maybe some fans uploading photos of their outfits and stories about hearing y/n singing) 💌🌷 I hope I can send some more inspo soon <3 love you!
a/n: HI LOVER <33 wait fuck I LITERALLY REAd ur text wrong this whole time i fucking thot u asked for them getting married not them attending a friend’s wedding IM SO 😭😭😭😭 SORRY OMG SJFJJSJDJS PLS DONT HATE ME FOR MAKING U WAIT AND THEN PROCEEDS TO GET THE MESSAGE WRONG 😭😭😭😭 I WAS DONE W ALL THIS THEN I REREAD UR TEXT omg i hope this could do it anyway haha lmk what u think
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y/i/n may we find each other in every lifetime, timothée 🤍
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fanpage23 ARE YOU GUYS READING THE PINNED COMMENT😭😭😭😭😭
fanpage23 ARE YOU GUYS READING THE PINNED COMMENT😭😭😭😭😭
fanpage10 god rly has favorites huh
alanabc certified milf 👼
fanpage99 AND THATS TO FOREVER
enews congratulations y/n and timothee!
fanpage57 she’s so angelic
dior we’re very honored to be trusted for making your wedding gown 🤍
nicoleflender qu’est-ce qu’elle est belle, la jeune mariée ❤️
↪️ y/i/n oh nicole ❤️❤️
bellahadid im rewatching the vid i took when you sung my man and im still crying im just SO FCKIN HAPPY FOR YOU Y/N PIE!!!!
fanpage37 and they say romance is dead
devonleecarlson princessaaaa 🫶🪷🫶🪷🫶
fanpage29 apparently if you search best wedding 2022 on google, this pictures will appear on top
alexademie all my love
gigihadid what a day to remember!! love you lots y/n!!!
louispartridge_ my twin sister 👯♀️
↪️ y/i/n haha louis i was supposed to be the only one in white 🙄
fanpage38 everytime y/n and louis are bitching at each other i find another will to live
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pauline.chalamet having you by my side until now has been the greatest gift life could ever give to me. then you brought y/n along and now we’re content and complete. she’s been in the family since forever but onto eternity 🥂 everybody welcome y/n chalamet!
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sillyblondepsycho Y/N 🗣🗣🗣 CHALAMET 🗣🗣🗣
fanpage83 IM SO HAPPY FOR THEM
fanpage19 SHE’S BEEN IN THE FAMILY SINCE FOREVER 😩😭😩😭
stephanebak 🔥🔥
fanpage11 that all black suit slaps i swear
jeannedamas congratulations!!
fanpage90 CONGRATULATIONS TO YOU TOO PAULINE FOR HAVING A NEW SISTER IN THE FAMILY
fanpage88 they r so hot!!! best siblings of the century tbh
itsjuliebowen truly happy for you! can’t wait to meet the newlyweds
fanpage22 cant get over the fact that pauline wrote a poem for them both
↪️ fanpage20 i thought it was a no phone party
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irisapatow cUUuuuuUtEee
helenepambrun trop trop trop contente ❤️❤️❤️
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tchalamet la femme de ma vie, y/n chalamet.
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y/i/n et toi, mon coeur ❤️🔥
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fanpage29 theyre so fucking in love its beautiful oh my god
fanpage11 for fucking real!!!
fanpage28 me when
gretagerwig i believe i wrote about you guys in the past life. but anywho, let’s celebrate!
fanpage13 it should’ve been meeee
↪️ fanpage98 lol let them be happy ffs
h.a lovebirds
jamie_grooming you guys are shining ✨✨
jessicachastain there you go tim! promise i’ll make it up for my absence ❤️
↪️ tchalamet we’ll happy to welcome you
↪️ y/i/n @jessicachastain YAY MOTHER
theweeknd true love 🖤
dunemovie from arrakis with love🔥
fanpage81 i believe they have had several photoshoot together pre wedding bc this isn’t what he wore yesterday
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fanpage33 HIS SPEECH THO
↪️ fanpage48 when he quoted, “whatever our souls are made of, hers and mine are the same.” yeah. people died. y/n cried and i DIED.
opheliamillaiss they made me believe in love again
jacquemus LOVE WINS ❤️✨🕊
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vogue congratulations to the it couple, @tchalamet and @y/i/n. settling down their vows they have celebrated a private enchanting wedding in bali. discover more about their relationship timeline link in our bio. (photo: @gregwilliamsphotography)
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fanpage92 the most beautiful couple
fanpage10 i wish i was invited
fanpage20 they were glued together all night!
fanpage16 harry styles performed golden in their ceremony and it was the most. charming. thing. ever. i cried so bad omg
↪️ fanpage43 and when y/n walked down the aisle with lana’s video game playing <\333
fanpage77 young love <3
fanpage71 ❤️❤️❤️
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Please imagine your baseball faves (whoever you want) do that video about what surprising topic they know lots about and tell me what their answers would be thank u x
Thank you for asking my love!!!
From my hit YouTube series, Major League Baseball Explains The Secrets of The Universe......
I don't know one dang thing about Brent Rooker (Oakland Athletics) so he's not really a favorite, but I need. I NEED. him to explain what he meant when he said that he knows a lot about aliens. King what do you mean. What kind of aliens? Fictional aliens? Real aliens? Brent, what are your favorite government UFO conspiracies? Brent, I need to know more. Brent come back here.
Joey Votto (Cincinnati Reds) is only a fave in that way where I want him to [loud train horn blaring drowns me out for the next five minutes] but he is also one of baseball's most fascinating men bc he is out here making leather daddy dreams come true while being a certified crochet instructor and documenting his chess league win-loss record and also like playing baseball or whatever. Anyway bc of the crochet thing, I want him to teach me about shibari but using Bo Bichette (Toronto Blue Jays) to demonstrate. Wait what
I would like Blake Sabol (San Francisco Giants) to explain the rules of American football to me, I still wouldn't understand but I feel like he'd make an honest effort and I'd at least try to pay attention. This isn't a surprise secret knowledge, because he is an American male athlete, but American football is a mystery to me
Need Vladimir Guerrero Jr. (Toronto BJs) and Lourdes Gurriel Jr. (Arizona Diamondbacks) to team up to teach me every swear word they've ever learned (all languages) but midway through teaching me creative ways of swearing in Korean that they learned from their teammates, I want to find out that Lourdes is actually really into Latine diaspora poetry and suddenly international swear words 101 become Lourdes reciting to me (enraptured and in tears) and Vladdy (bored, half-asleep on Lourdes' shoulder) his favorite diaspora poetry in their original language.
And finally, I would like a panel of the oldest men in existence (the 2021 San Francisco Giants) to talk to me about the hobbies they picked up post-career and I want to find out Buster Posey and Ryan Vogelsong do French pour together bc it is literally the only thing that could make me love them less but I want Buster to describe the act of making such art so poetically in his wonderful Georgia accent that I feel moved to try it myself even though I think french pour sucks.
Oh!!! I forgot my all time favorite Tim Lincecum (San Francisco Giants). Sorry Timmy. I want him to teach me psychoactive teas and then tell me about his favorite aliens while he's preparing kava. Brent Rooker can guest co-host that episode.
#thank you so much this was soooo fun to think about#cage replies#mysticaltramping#ella ella umbrella
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november 16
cam was deep into her book when someone knocked on her door. she looked up for a moment and decided to ignore it and keep reading, up until the person knocked repeatedly likw a mad man.
cam rolled her eyes and jumped down from her bed after marking her place in her book. she walked to her desk and grabbed her pepper spray. slowly she opened the door, and she so desperately wanted to slam it shut.
“taylor?” she gasped. “what are you doing here?”
“i came to see you of course,” taylor grinned. “you being my favorite sister and all.”
“i’m your only sister,” cam grumbled, watching how he peaked around cameron to look into her dorm. “i told you to tell me when you’re coming. he isn’t here, stop looking.”
“what kind of big brother would i be if i didn’t come unannounced?” taylor shrugged, walking into her room. “so where is he?”
“he’s in class,” cameron answered, smiling slightly. she did miss her brothers.
before taylor could respond, there were three knocks on the door before gabe entered.
“babe, you won’t believe what happened in class today…” gabe cut his sentence short upon seeing the boy in her room. “oh, uh, hi,” he said awkwardly. he looked over at cam, who mouthed an apology.
“hi, gabriel,” taylor nodded. “do you always let yourself into my sister’s room like this.”
“um, no,” gabe lied, swallowing thickly. “not usually.”
“taylor, don’t be a dick,” cam rolled her eyes. “ignore him, gabe.”
“how about coffee?” taylor offered. “on me? i’d like to get to know your boyfriend, cammy.”
“cammy?” gabe raised his eyebrows, watching as taylor opened the door, waiting for the two of them to follow.
“never call me that, gabe, i swear to god,” cam warned, glaring at taylor. “i’m sorry about this. if i had known he was coming i would have told you. i promise.”
“i know,” gabe nodded with a soft smile. “can you hurry up and put some shoes on. i’m already nervous, i don’t want to keep him waiting.”
“its just taylor,” cam rolled her eyes, but did as her boyfriend asked nonetheless. “he’s gonna like you. he can only keep up the scary big brother act for so long, you have nothing to worry about.”
gabe didn’t say anything, but waited for her to grab her keys to lock the door behind them, allowing her to lead the way.
taylor was true to his word, he did pay for the coffee, declining gabe’s polite efforts to pay, and glaring at cam, who told also declined gabe’s effort.
gabe had to get back to campus to work on a project with a classmate, but taylor stuck around for a little longer, him and cam walking around.
“so what’s the verdict?” cam asked quietly, kicking a pebble as she walked.
“he’s not half bad,” taylor shrugged, laughing when cam jammed her elbow into his side. “alright, alright, he’s got my stamp of approval” he said. “ease off, i’ve got games this weekend. you still coming to the home game?”
“yeah,” cam grinned, excited to see her brother play for the first time in a while. “me, val, and timmy are driving up.”
“good,” taylor nodded before clearing his throat. by the sigh cam let out, he knew she knew what he was about to bring up. “you’re gonna have to talk to him eventually.”
“i talk to him everyday, taylor.”
“you know what i mean,” taylor scoffed. “not the hi how was your day texts like you guys just met. he misses your ridiculous updates that no one asks for, but we all love anyway. he misses you.”
“no one looks forward to me saying i bought another overpriced coffee,” cam ignored the rest of what taylor said.
“sure we do,” taylor nodded. “he does, cammy. he lives on the other side of the fucking country. i know it doesn’t seem like it, but he’s being a dick of a brother because he cares about you. he feels guilty for what happened with brian.”
“he knows it wasn’t his fault,” cam whispered. “and he needs to move on. i did.”
“call him,” taylor demanded. “as soon as i leave. hash it out.”
“can you stay forever?”
“cameron.”
“okay, geez,” cam rolled her eyes, ignoring the burning sensation they had. she blinked the tears away as they neared the parking lot. “see you saturday.”
“see you saturday,” taylor smiled. he wrapped his little sister into a big hug, it beinf the first one in months.
“drive safe,” cam said, pulling away.
“i will,” taylor nodded. hjs eyes drifted behind cam, and he nodded. “call cale.”
“i will,” cam nodded, turning around to see gave waiting. she gave taylor one last hug before she departed to meet gabe on the sidewalk.
“hi,” he smiled, throwing his arm around her shoulder. “how was it?”
“good,” cam nodded, leaning into him as they walked away. “missed him.”
“i know you did,” gabe nodded, pressing a kiss to her temple. “what’s the plan now?”
“right now, i’m gonna call cale,” cam answered quietly. “it’s time to deal with it, i guess.”
“atta girl,” gabe whispered encouragingly. he wasn’t aware of the full extent of the makar sibling argument, but he’d been trying to get her to figure things out with cale.
“we’ll meet you and the guys at the dining hall for dinner?”
“yeah,” gabe nodded as they came to a stop outside her dorm building. “text me when you’re on your way. and when you get to your room.”
“i will,” cam laughed. she leaned up and pressed a kiss to his cheek before making her way to her room.
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