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Call Your Mom (LN4)
Summary: Y/n’s struggle with mental health and the journey, accompanied by Lando and her best friends, she goes through in order to get better.
TRIGGER WARNINGS: depression, mentions/inferences/an attempt of suicide, mentions of alcohol, attempted overdose (lmk if I missed any <3)
Word Count: 4,090
Note: In this song, the artist says he’ll call the person he’s talking to’s mom, but in the imagine, I changed it to Lando calling the reader’s best friends. Also, at the end of the song, the artist talks about religion (specifically religions that believe in Jesus) so, as to not assume anyone’s religion, I just didn’t address that part of the lyric in the song. Happy reading 🧡
Oh, you're spiraling again. The moment right before it ends, you're most afraid of but, don't you cancel any plans. 'Cause I won't let you get the chance to never make them
Opening the door, Lando clocked the quietness of his apartment, something he wasn't accustomed to ever since his girlfriend moved in with him. Slipping off his shoes and letting his duffel bag fall to the floor, he called out for her multiple times, but he was continually met with a loud silence.
"Y/n?" He said once more as he rounded the corner of the kitchen and made his way toward their bedroom.
If it hadn't been for the quiet, he wouldn't have heard her soft murmur, "In here."
'In here' sounded like the bedroom and his suspicions were proven true when he walked through the threshold to be met with her curled up in the duvet. Her face was towards him and, in a millisecond, he could tell she was struggling again.
Softly, he padded over to her before sitting down beside her and letting his hand come to stroke her cheek, "How was hanging out with Lily and Paige today?"
Shaking her head and turning over, Y/n told Lando she had canceled the plans and decided not to go. His disappointment was internal, something he wouldn't clue her in on because it would destroy her to know he was disappointed in her for something she can't control. Her depressive episodes were less frequent now, but they still came around every so often, and when they did, they were suffocating. After years, he had shown up enough to make her feel like he was her safe place, so when she slipped into the darkness of her mind, she didn't shut him out.
Taking off his shirt and pants, so he was only left in his boxers, he slipped under the covers and turned her around so she was facing him once again. Holding her head in his hands, he was quick to wipe away the tears under her eyes and splayed over her cheeks before kissing her nose, "I know it's hard right now, but this will pass. You will get through this one like you do the other ones. But, I'm right here with you if you ever feel like you need a hand to hold."
He seemed to get through to her as she smiled softly at him and stuffed her face into his neck. His hands circled around her as he felt her breathe in his cologne.
Tomorrow, he would call Paige and Lily, and tell them what was going on. If there were other people on the planet that could help Y/n out of the deep depths of her mind, it was her best friends.
The two girls who had been there long before he had.
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Stayed on the line with you the entire night till you let it out and let it in. Don't let this darkness fool you. All lights turned off can be turned on. I'll drive, I'll drive all night. I'll call your mom.
These were the worst ones. The ones where he couldn't be there because he was in another country. These were the ones he feared the most.
Her sobbing on the other side of the phone broke his heart further as he contemplated packing up all his stuff and pulling out of the race that was just two days away. His team would be furious with him, but, at this point, he couldn't care. All he cared about was getting to her and calming the ever-flowing, horrible thoughts.
"I know you always say I get through these and I come out on the other side, but I just can't do it anymore. I don't want to do it anymore." She cried again. Her words terrified Lando like he could never explain. If she was insinuating what he thought, then pulling out of the race wouldn't be so bad. However, he didn't want to ask her because the idea of putting that in her head and having her dwell on that course of action without him was haunting.
"Remember what we always say? All lights turned off can be turned on? Y/n, that's what you are. You're a light to everyone around you. To me, to Paige and Lily, to your family, to anyone who has the privilege of meeting you, you're a bright, bright light. Just hang on for me, darling. Please. If you can't do it for yourself, do it for me." He pleaded with her as he texted quickly with Paige and Lily. The two friends were the only ones in close vicinity with Y/n and the minute he had texted them, letting each of them know she needed help, they were texting him not even a second later that they were on their way.
"Okay." It was faint, but it was there. On the other end of the line, he heard doors opening and closing along with the soft chatter of two voices he recognized immediately.
"Did you call Paige and Lily?" His girlfriend asked as the voices grew louder.
"Of course." He responded quickly.
Y/n was silent for a moment before she took in a breath, "Thank you."
Even with her muffled tone, he could hear the small smile, "Anytime, angel. I'm always here to help you."
Y/n must've forgotten to hang up the phone because he was able to hear their bedroom door open and close along with Paige's booming voice, "Hey, babe. We brought wine and romance novels. Ready to find the craziest smut and laugh at it?"
Lando smiled to himself. The three girls had been a tight-knit group since high school and had been obsessed with getting together to find into each other's delusions. He was convinced that he never laughed harder when he was included in their girl talks because they would say and do the most outrageous things. He had never met three people who would genuinely do anything for each other, whether that was murder or ordering food because the other two were too nervous to do it themselves.
The conversation continued as he heard Paige and Lily plop down onto the bed, "Was that Lando?" Lily asked.
He could see Y/n's nod in his head, "Yeah, he was just talking with me. You know, being the disgustingly perfect human being he is."
Paige groaned, "Ugh, he really is disgusting. He's like those book boyfriends we used to obsess over when we were in high school. I mean, seriously Y/n, he's perfect. I was genuinely worried when you said you were dating an F1 driver because most of those guys are just players, but I think he's the one for you."
Lando's smile intensified as he heard Paige's truthful opinion of him. When they first got together, he knew impressing her best friends was of utmost importance. If he didn't get their stamp of approval, he was done for. So he had gotten flowers for each of them and had paid for the entire lunch they had. Lily was easy to win over with that lunch, but Paige had twisted his gestures in a way that made him seem shallow. His flowers were over-the-top and obvious, and paying for lunch was flaunting his money. It had taken a few months to get through to the girl, but after a lengthy conversation where it became apparent to him how protective she was over Y/n, Lando assured her he would protect her just the same.
Y/n's laughing brought Lando back to the conversation he was eavesdropping on, "How does that position even work?"
Clearly he had zoned out long enough to not notice the transition from the topic of him to dirty romance novels, but he didn't really care because Y/n was laughing and that was good.
That was really, really good.
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Waiting room, no place to stand. Just greatest fears, and wringing hands and the loudest silence.
He didn't know how it got to that point, to be completely honest. One moment, he had gotten off the phone with her and the next he was getting a call from Paige, who was in a clear fit of distress as she spit out she had gotten an alarming text from Y/n that sounded too much like a goodbye. In fear, Lando stood up abruptly in his meeting and ran out, telling everyone he had a family emergency. He had probably broken multiple laws as he sped through intersections and school zones to get to her. His car hadn't even fully stopped before he was flying out of it and shoving open the door to their apartment. He didn't clock the silence this time because all he could hear was the shower and the steady stream of water.
The door was locked as he tried to get in and he began banging on the door, yelling for Y/n to come out. Tears flooded his vision as he pleaded with her to open the door or at least give him some confirmation she was okay, but nothing came. All he could hear was the sick and twisted sound of water hitting tile flooring. It didn't take his mind more than two seconds to come to the conclusion he would have to break the door down and when he did, he was met with Y/n and a bottle of pills in her hand.
She seemed coherent which was a good sign, but Lando saw the tears flying down her face as she stared at the bottle. He was quick to kneel down before her and gently take the bottle of her hands, "Did you take them?" He asked assertively.
When she didn't answer, he asked more forcefully, "Y/n, did you take them?"
She shook her head 'no' and Lando let out a strangled sob.
"Y/n, baby, you need help. You need to get on medication and see a therapist. It will help you, I promise. Please, just-" He took a breath to try and calm down, "Just let me get you the help you need."
So, that's how he found himself in the dim waiting room of the hospital with clammy palms and a loud mind.
"Lando." Paige's voice appeared from behind him and as he turned around, he saw her tear-stained cheeks.
"She was about to do it when I got there. If I hadn't gotten there when I did, she-" Lando's tears cut him off as his head fell into his hands and he broke down once more. He didn't know what he would've done if he hadn't gotten there as soon as he did.
Paige's hand on his back reminded him that she was Y/n's best friend and was probably going through the same emotions. Letting his head turn so he could meet her gaze, he asked, "How are you? Is Lily coming?"
Paige sighed, "I'm as good as I can be in this kind of situation and Lily's on her way, but she won't be here for a few hours. She was on a business trip when it happened."
He nodded as he sat back, shrugging off Paige's hand that he wished was Y/n's. The two sat next to each other as they stared off into the distance, leaving words unsaid as they waited to hear what was going on with Y/n's psych evaluation.
If you could see yourself like this, if you could see yourself like this, you'd have never tried it.
As he stared down at his lock screen, he reminisced on an easier time. The picture was of the two at his parent's house when he got the call that he would be in F1. They were sitting next to each other at the dining room table, their faces lit up with smiles as they looked at each other. Y/n's hands were up in the air, seconds from wrapping him in a hug, and his were already on her, two arms around her waist. It was a split-second moment only picked up on by the video his mom had been taking at the time, but he liked this photo more than the one of the them actually hugging because it seemed more genuine. A quick moment that was just them and her happiness for him.
She had seen the photo multiple times, but Lando didn't think she had really seen it. He didn't think she had actually took note of how beautiful her smile looked or how pretty her eyes sparkled or the way he looked at her or how, in that moment, he wasn't looking at his phone which had just told him his lifelong dream was coming true, but at the girl who had been his true dream all along. He wondered if he had shown her all these small things maybe she wouldn't have gotten to this point, to the point where she wanted to end it all. His mind wandered to places where this was his fault, where he should have tried harder to show her how loved she was.
However, before he could spiral deeper, the sight of her doctor approaching them made him stand up and forget about everything else, but her.
"How is she?" He immediately asked as Paige and Lily stood up beside him. Lily had gotten there about an hour before, rambling on about how sorry she was that she couldn't be there sooner.
"She's doing better, however, it is my professional opinion that she stays here for a few more days before she goes home. I would like to put her on antidepressants and give her the information for a therapist I think could really help her. Are you her husband?" The doctor spoke.
Lando shook his head, "No, just her boyfriend."
The doctor nodded, "Okay, I'm going to need to ask you a few questions about how long this has been going on and such." His gaze shifted to the two girls standing beside Lando, "Are you her friends?"
The two nodded, "Okay, she's been asking for you. Paige and Lily, is it? You can visit her if you'd like."
Before he knew it, Paige and Lily were leaving his side to go tend to the girl that was more their sister than their friend.
Leaving just him and the doctor, the questions began, "How long has she been struggling this way?"
"Well, she's always struggled with depression, but it's gotten worse over the past year. Her episodes haven't been as often, but they're worse when they come now." Lando answered just as the doctor began nodding.
Down the hall, Paige and Lily were lying on each side of Y/n's hospital bed.
"Why, Y/n?" Paige asked from her squished position.
Y/n shook her head, "I don't know. I just- I got off the phone with Lando and something just snapped in me. I've burdened all of you with my problems for so long, I couldn't do it anymore. I can't imagine how sick Lando must be of having to be at my beck and call every two seconds. I'm just done forcing you guys to be there for me."
Paige and Lily eyed each other from over their friend's head, "Y/n," Lily began, "you are not burdening anyone with your problems. You've never ever been doing that. We show up for you because we want to, not because we have to. You've been Paige and I's family for so long, of course we're going to want to be there for you when you're struggling. And Lando? Lando was out there crying into his hands because he thinks this is his fault, that he didn't try as hard as he could. None of us feel forced by you to be there for you. That's never been the case. We love you, so we're going to show up no matter what."
By the end of it, all three girls were crying and Paige decided this would be a good time to hug each of them. Extending her arms out so they could reach over to Lily and squish Y/n in the middle, she squeezed both of them. With soft giggling and small smiles, Lily and Y/n both wrapped their arms around the other two. It was a quiet moment as they hugged, letting the gesture speak for itself, before the door to the room was opening and Lando was coming in.
Lily and Paige took that as their cue to go get some snacks from the cafeteria as Lando sat in the chair beside the bed, taking her hand in his.
Small tears began to flow down his face at her breathing form, "I'm so glad you're okay."
Y/n wiped his tears away with the hand that wasn't caged by him and whispered, "I'm sorry you had to see that."
Lando's glossy eyes looked up at her, "You have nothing to be sorry for, baby. I love you and anything you go through is something I want to help you through. At the end of the day, I'm just glad I get to tell you 'I love you' again."
Her own tears began to flow at his sweet words and as he squeezed her hand, planting a kiss on her knuckles, she realized her light might just be turning on again.
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Medicate, meditate, save yourself for Jesus, throw a punch, fall in love, give yourself a reason.
With the medication and therapy sessions, Y/n was finally finding her way back to herself. She was beginning to find recovery fun as her, Paige, Lily, and Lando all had Saturdays where they would go out and do yoga and meditate together. At first, when all three of them presented the idea to her, she thought it was incredibly ridiculous, but after the first session, she fell in love with it. Whether it was the laughs they shared as Lando made weird noises during the quietness of their meditation or the realization that she could get lost in her mind without falling into a deep, dark void, she fell in love with those Saturdays.
Sure, recovery was also hard, but she was learning to fight and throw punches at the dark memories and thoughts that would pass her brain.
It was nice to see Lando realizing he was getting her back too. She could see it in the way his eyes shimmered when she would crack a joke or finally fulfill plans without canceling them. She didn't realize it when she was going through it, but, in the midst of her depression, Lando had been watching his favorite person get lost in themselves and he couldn't do anything. She couldn't imagine the sort of pain he must've had to push aside, so he could help her, and after multiple tearful conversations about it, Lando had hugged Y/n and told her he would never be mad at her for struggling and needing help.
It was like her whole world had been in black and white, and now, it was full of color. She could genuinely smile at the crazy paragraphs they would find in romance novels on their wine-filled nights, and laugh at the two girls planning her imaginary wedding to her boyfriend.
After it all, Paige had had a conversation with Lando that Y/n wasn't aware of, well, not yet that is. She had asked Lando if he saw Y/n in his future and when he had dug into his pocket to pull out a box that held a large, shimmery ring, she smiled giddily. They both knew a proposal was something that would have to happen a little later because Y/n needed time to fully get back to herself before her life was changing again, but they knew it was inevitable.
Lando would be asking Y/n to marry him, one way or another.
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I'll drive, I'll drive all night. I'll call your mom. I'll call your mom.
As he was driving, he couldn't wipe the smile off his face. After a year or two of recovering, Y/n was finally herself again and when Paige had texted Lando, telling him Y/n had just admitted she would say yes to Lando if he asked her to marry him over wine, he stopped what he was doing in his meeting and said he had to go. He couldn't wait any longer.
He needed to ask her to marry him.
The drive was way too long for his liking and as he flew out of his car before it even stopped, he got deja vu. The last time he was pulling up to their house this way, it had been for an entirely different, horrific reason. But, now, the only reason why he would stay up on the phone with her was because he never wanted to stop talking, because they could finally put aside the pain of it all and just be in love. He almost cried on the spot because he had an overwhelming rush of pride for his girl and how strong she had been to fight so hard and come out on the other side. Due to her not giving up, he had the privilege of asking her to marry him.
Walking through the door, the quick and loud chattering came to an abrupt stop. It was quiet for a moment before Y/n's voice called out to him, "Lando?"
He smiled, "Yes, baby?"
There was a clatter of glasses on their coffee table and feet hitting the hardwood floor before she was appearing around the corner in all his radiance.
"What are you doing home so early?" She asked as her eyebrows furrowed.
He pulled her into him, giving her a light kiss on her lips before smiling mischievously at her, "Why? You got another man in there?" He joked with her.
She laughed, "No, you know I would never do that, dumbass."
As they entered the dining room, being met with Paige's and Lily's smiling faces at the happy couple, they sat down on the couch as Lando eyed the half empty bottle of wine. Paige had an inkling about what he was going to do considering she sent the text and was met with his telling her he was on his way.
"So, why are you here so early?" Y/n asked as his arm laid over her shoulders and she snuggled further into him.
Lando sucked in a breath, suddenly nervous, "I needed to ask you a question."
Y/n's brows furrowed, "Oh? What's up?"
"Marry me?" He said immediately as he pulled out the box he had been carrying around for years.
Y/n's mouth fell open as her eyes began to glisten with tears and she met the gaze of her best friends, glad they were here to share this moment with her.
"My love, I have loved you for years and we've been through hell and back together. When we were finally able to rest, I realized that there is no one else in this world that I would rather go through hell and back with. I fall in love with you every single day and your strength amazes me continuously. You deserve so much after everything you've been through and I'm asking if you'll let me be the man to give it all to you and more." He finished and took the ring out of the box, taking her hand in his and looking at her with his calming green eyes.
She smiled the biggest she ever had in the past few years, "Of course, Lando. Always."
As he slipped the ring onto her finger, Paige and Lily shot up from their seated positions on the floor and started shrieking with excitement, hugging each other and jumping up and down. As the couple kissed softly, their yelling intensified.
And as Y/n continued smiling at Lando, she looked around the room only to find a small family that had done everything they could to keep her alive.
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Can't Take My Eyes Off You comes on the radio in the kitchen and Dean half-ironically pulls Cas into a dance for it ('come on Sting, this was literally you from day one')
And they start off slow swaying and just looking at each other with tender affection and then Cas isn't expecting the trumpets so when Dean tries to spin him into the chorus he stumbles into the table and they're both laughing and Dean pulls him back in and they gently knock their foreheads together and listen to the lyrics and know that they're true between them. They're both crying by the end of it (Dean starts it because he almost always starts it) 🧡
Then the next song is The Birdie Song and they fall into each other laughing and Dean tries to kiss Cas in time with the music, and it's all very silly and happy and they're in love
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Trick or treat: 31 Oct. Suptober
"You," Cas gasped as Dean rose and fell again.
deancas post 15x18 au, spicy schmoop + humor 🌶🎃
also, Happy Halloween, everyone, and a big huge enormous Thank You to @winchester-reload for running Suptober aka the most wonderful time of the year 🧡
Oh. There.
"Shhh," Cas said, bringing Dean's head down to his for another soft, filthy kiss.
Dean allowed him to, but only because afterwards the angle was finally right as he eased himself down on Cas's cock, the heat inside of him so stunning he felt the pressure of it in his throat.
The window, opened a sliver, let cool autumn air curl around his hips and the backs of his thighs where Cas's large, warm hands were helping brace him. Dean trembled and desire finely wrought as spiderweb raced along his bare skin.
"You," Cas gasped as Dean rose and fell again.
"Me what?" Dean leaned more weight on the heels of his hands, all of Cas solid and thrumming beneath him.
Outside, someone was crunching through fallen leaves – maybe the cagey squirrels who lived in the oak tree chasing each other away from acorns, or the postman delivering bills and catalogs. The crispy, wind-swept sounds, contrasted with the light squeaking of the bedsprings, were almost distracting; Cas's gaze never left Dean's.
"Missed you." Cas cupped Dean's jaw, his thumb brushing the hollow of his eye.
It was always the sincerity that wrecked Dean, bubbled up in him like an ever-replenishing well. He fucking hated crying during sex and he wasn't gonna ruin the first he'd had in two weeks with tears. It was nice, he guessed, of Cas to help Sam and Eileen with a case, even if it meant Dean had spent thirteen days wondering how he'd survive if Cas didn't return. Or, simpler than that: Dean wouldn't.
Never had before, he thought distantly, as Cas's right hand began to wrap around his aching cock. Why start now. He was only ever saved by Cas surviving.
"God," Dean said, voice shaking. "Please."
Cas was capable of being a tease, a reality that had proven on more than one occasion to be so delightful and indecent Dean would blush to even glance up against those memories. Today, though, Cas was going to be benevolent, the look he was giving Dean far too devoted to be dirty.
Dean squeezed his burning eyes shut and let his body uncoil, focused all his attention on how much he was surrounded by and filled up with Cas, their bodies relearning each other, rhythm a little imprecise and desperate and terribly, perfectly sweet.
Someone was knocking on the door, a million miles away. Let them wait. The leaves told of their giving up. Dean, for his part, wasn't going anywhere.
"Hush," Cas whispered, and as soon as his fingertips slipped against Dean's tongue, Dean came hot and sobbing, streaking Cas's stomach and chest with ghostly white.
Dean opened his eyes and ground down, stilled finally with Cas's hands on his hips as Cas came too, groaning softly, more courteous of anyone making their way from the yard.
The grin that split Dean's face was, he knew, goofy and sweaty and loved. "Hi," he said, leaning forward and touching his forehead to Cas's. "Welcome home."
Cas's returning smile was maybe less silly than shy, an expression that made Dean's chest hurt from adoration. Dean inelegantly half flopped off of him and made himself comfortable regardless of the damp and the sticky, and could feel Cas's silent laughter.
"Hi," Cas said, pushing a lock of hair behind Dean's ear.
Lot of fucking gazing goin' on, Dean thought, even though he sure as hell wasn't gonna be the first to look away. He was happier than a pig in slop. Romantic sap, through and through.
"You are thinking very loudly," Cas commented, and Dean snorted.
Someone else was determined to interrupt. Their thump-thump-thump on the front door seemed to bump around the house like rattling chains and cold drafts were sure to follow.
A cacophony of very young sounding voices rose up to the bedroom window. "Trick or treat!"
Oh shit. "We gotta get up?" Dean heard the dismay in his own voice.
"You're the one who's been buying candy for nine weeks," Cas pointed out. He coughed. "We should probably take a shower first. And put on clothes."
On their bedside table an old-fashioned alarm clock Dean personally despised said the time was 5:45 p.m. "Those kids are fifteen minutes early. The official trick or treating time is supposed to be 6 p.m. to 9 p.m. Also," he sniffed, "it's not even dark out yet."
"So we have plenty of time to tidy up." Cas raised an eyebrow at him. "Unless your plan was to eat all the candy yourself."
Dean deflected him by asking, "The case went okay?"
"Yes, I swear," Cas said, squinting. "We already talked about this."
Dean propped up on one elbow. "Did we?"
Cas nodded. "I haven't actually been home that long. But we definitely had a conversation when I arrived."
"I must have," Dean said, looming closer, "been distracted." He didn't let Cas respond with anything other than an answering kiss. The blown-black look in Cas's eyes was equally satisfying to the way he shivered like a poltergeist had passed through him. Dean's mouth watered; there were, after all, better things to put in his mouth than grocery store chocolates. "Wanna take that shower now?"
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hello! wcif the tied neck scarf from in your "Day 5/31 Day in CAS Challenge" post? I love it!!
🧡 First of all, thank you so much for sending me an ask! I'm so happy you've seen this post and that you're here. Hope you'll have a good day/any time of the day!🧡
Tied neck scarf ^^
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hiii Oliver 🧡💗 what's with all these people confessing their love for you today 🤨 but you already know I'm actually in love with every single part of you and find something new to love every day 😘💖 best partner I could've ever dreamed of 🤠
(and I will never get over you listening to ten Taylor Swift albums for me)
hiiii parker 🧡💖 aljslajwkksw I have no idea??? maybe it’s ‘love oliver day’ or something??? I was not expecting people to send me love but it’s made me very happy hehhe.
of course I know how much you love me and that makes me so happy every day that I get to call you mine! 🥺😘 best partner?! my Texan cowboy roots are absolutely exploding with happiness over being called your partner heheh! 🤠 normally I’m the cas to your dean, but this time I get to be the dean to your cas heheh! 🤭
(literally still can’t believe I listened to 10 whole swift albums for you even though I don’t like her but I’d do anything for you ❤️)
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Olivia had Jake wrapped around her tiny little finger and you knew it would only be moments before he gave in.' When his daughter says those five words, Jake can't say no.
Jake x reader, 1.3k words. Features Dad!Jake + I suppose major character death, but nothing violent/harmful. For those with anxiety (like myself), the ending is a bit sad in a way, so I wanted to put that in a warning. Enjoy this Dad!Jake fic. 🧡
You stood in front of the doll section at the toy store, massaging your temples, wondering you decided to take your six-year-old daughter shopping. It had already been a long day but you had talked your husband into to going with you, claiming 'you can help keep her under control.'
"Mommy, Papa said I could get this doll," the young girl said.
"Olivia, we told you how much you can spend," you told her. "That's too much."
Olivia turned around to face you and Jake with her bright brown eyes wide.
"But mommy, I want it!" she shouted as she stomped her foot. Jake could tell that a tantrum was about to go down. "Papa, tell mommy I want this one!"
You glared up at Jake before he could say anything. Olivia had Jake wrapped around her tiny little finger and you knew it would only be moments before he gave in.
Jake sighed before replying to his daughter, "Liv, you have one just like it at home.”
"Papa, but I love it so much," she whined, the signature Kiszka pout making its way across her features.
"Fine, put it in the cart, Liv," Jake replied, unable to look at you. He knew that you’d be upset, but Jake just couldn't say no to his little girl.
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"Olivia Marie, you have ten seconds to be out of that bed and getting ready for school," you shouted as you packed her lunch.
"Moooooom," she shouted back. "I don't wanna go today. You know that my favorite band is coming to town for their cd signing! Where's Papa? He promised he would take me."
Jake looked at you before beginning to stand up from the kitchen table.
"Jacob, don't you dare go into her room," you scolded. "She is going to school today."
As Jake sat back down, their 13-year-old daughter walked into the kitchen still in her pajamas.
"Papa, didn't you promise you would take me to meet him?" Olivia stared at Jake hoping to sway him. "He promised me that when they ca-"
"Olivia, you are not going, you are going to school," you interrupted.
"It's not fair! Papa, I love them so much," she whined.
Jake took a deep breath and before he knew it, he was calling his daughter off of school.
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Five years later, the Kiszkas were packing the last box into the car and heading to drop Olivia off at college. When they reached her dorm, they began unpacking and organizing all of her things. Jake opened a box labeled, "things I need" and pulled out the doll they had bought twelve years prior.
"Liv, what did you bring this for?" Jake asked, looking at his daughter. Olivia's fair skin was now bright red and a sheepish smile graced her lips.
"I couldn't leave home without it," she whispered.
Jake's heart raced with happiness. His little girl was finally growing up, but he didn't want to let her go. Jake sat the doll on the bed before turning back to the box. Three hours later, the last box was unpacked. Jake turned to Olivia, his face turning into the 'listen to me I have an important speech' face.
"Okay, here is our card for emergencies only. What are emergencies?" Jake stated.
"If I need food or am stuck somewhere."
"Olivia," you began. "We're very proud of you and you're an adult now, so we trust you. Don't make us regret this."
"I won't, mama," she smiled. "Papa, does that include records?"
Jake's eyes went narrow before softening. "No, Olivia."
"But Papa, what if I don’t have it? What if I love them so much?"
You rolled his eyes before huffing away to pick up the trash on the floor. You knew Jake would give into her.
"Call us before you buy them," he sighed.
He never could say no to her.
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"Sir, dinner was delicious, thank you," Olivia's boyfriend, Carter, said. They had been together for five years and you and Jake really did like him. Olivia excused herself from the table and cleared the dishes before running to her room.
"Um, I was wondering if I could talk to both of you," Carter said, a nervous tone over his voice.
You and Jake looked at the boy, who looked like he was about to throw up and was shaking with nerves.
"Everything okay, Carter?" you asked, taking Jake's hand in yours.
"Oh, yeah. Everything's fine. I, uh, I just wanted to ask you for permission to marry Olivia."
Jake squeezed your hand, a sure sign he needed you at this moment. He couldn't believe it. He knew one day that this time would come, but he didn't want his little girl to be gone yet. You squeezed Jake's hand three times, a silent way of saying ‘I Love You’ and Jake turned to face you. Both of you had tears in your eyes, both coming to the realization that your little girl was a no longer little. You gave Jake a nod and Jake returned the same to you before you both looked at Carter again.
"Do you love her?" you asked.
"Yes, I love her with all my heart," Carter replied. The loving tone said everything you needed to hear. But before you said yes, Jake got up from the table and headed to his daughter's room.
"Liv," he called before knocking. "Can I ask you something?"
The door opened to his 24-year-old daughter sitting in her childhood bedroom.
"Sure Papa. What's up?" Olivia responded with a big grin.
"Do you love Carter?"
"I love him so much, Papa."
Jake wrapped his arms around his daughter before the tears in his eyes could fall. With those words, he knew he was done. He kissed her on the top of the head before he whispered, "you'll always be my little girl, you know that?”
Jake let go and headed back to the dining room where he was met with you smiling brightly and a nervous future son-in-law.
"It would be our honor to call you our son," Jake said before reaching to shake Carter’s hand and pulling him in for a hug. He brought his mouth close to whisper in Carter’s ear, "take care of my little girl."
———
Years and years had passed, spring turned to summer, summer to fall. Olivia walked into the home of her ailing father, knowing that not much time was left with him. She walked up the steps, past the room she grew up in and into her parents' room.
"Liv," you said, patting the seat next to him.
"Hi mama, how's Papa?" Olivia reached out to grab Jake's hand and holding it into her own
"Not good," you whispered. "He told me he doesn't think it will be much longer."
"Papa, it's me," she said trying to hold back her tears. "I'm here."
Jake's eyes opened and a small smile was forming on his lips.
"Olivia, I think it's time, I wanted to talk to you one last time. I just want you to know that you were the greatest joy in me and your mother’s life. You have brought us so much happiness. I love you with all my heart," Jake gasped out the final words and his eyes closed for the final time.
"Papa, please don't go. I love you so much," she shouted through the tears.
It was the only time Jake said no.
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Thank you for tagging me @nectar-cellar 🥹🥹🥰
favorite color: orange.. well specifically Burnt Orange! 🧡
currently reading: Currently reading Supermarket by Logic. picked it up my freshman year of uni and never read it. but i opened it a few days ago and it's a pretty interesting read!
last song you listened to: All over You- LEISURE ❤️🔥🎧
last series you watched: Just Finished up House of Dragons. I love anything G.O.T⚔️
sweet, spicy or savory: Definitely Savoryyy🥘
craving: Birria Tacos🌮🌮
tea or coffee: Coffee Please !!
working on: A new Rags to Riches Lets play for Youtube and editing some pics from my favorite save🎊💙
I'm Tagging @simsdastra @happy-lemon @tragicpixel @cas-sims @charliesimss🎁
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happy valentine’s day 💝 *throws ca cupid at you*
HAPPY VVALENTINE'S DAY 🧡❣️💛💛💖💖💛💗💚 *THROWS THIS BACK AT YOU*
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hiii sorry for the spam but your artwork is SO PRETTY I'm obsessed with it!!! thank you so much!! <3333 hope you're having a nice day!!
awww thank youuu! 🥹🤗❤️❤️❤️ I'm having an amazing day also because of you! 🥹 i was wondering what's going on because i got a few new followers and then i saw my activity page going crazy because of you and others 😄 i really loved reading all the tags about your feelings and thoughts about my art 🥰 and I'm really glad you like my stuff so much 🥹💕 i haven't drawn in a while because i got no inspiration 😩 no ideas, nothing.. but oh well.. I'll keep dean and cas in the back of my mind and someday I'll draw again! °^° anyway, thank you so much for this! you made me really happy 🤗🥹❤️💖🧡💛💚💙💜
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dang, your creations are so pretty. thank you sm for take a time and share with us your creations 😳 my jaw is always on the floor seeing your dresses on cas 😳 wishing you a lot of beautiful blessings and thank you for all!!! 💚
Awww and thank you so much for your kind words! 🧡 I’m incredibly happy to hear that you’re enjoying the things I create, I always give it my all 🥰 thank you again for sending this heartwarming message, I hope you have a wonderful day!
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*cracks knuckles* and away we go:
ƐƐƐƐ> OH HELLO YOU <3333
How. Is. My. Angel?
(I'm so stooooooooooooked about your break, you deserve it bby)
BUT
Once the break is over I need you to SHOW ME THE MUG AND THE COASTER AHHHHHHHHHHHHH ASAPP 🥲 PLS PLS PLS
Your trips are not silly!!!! ANYWHERE is LUCKY to have you!! <33 Ooooh, what else is going on? Zul do you game? I can't remember asking you (I probably have................)... will need to check. OMG HOW WERE THE CUPSLEEVES... EVENTS?? do. not. leave. me. in. suspense. i. beg. of. you. please. show. me. cups.
Cigarettes After Sex? Hmm. Interesting. Send me your favourite bops by them!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I'M SO EXCITED FOR YOUR BIRTHDAY 💞💞💌💞💘💞💞🧡🤍🤎🖤💞💗💓💙🧡💞💞💝💕💕💋💓💚💫💯🧋🤺 LIKE YOU WOULDN'T UNDERSTAND
Any plans for Valentine's? Who's the lucky person? TBQH I genuinely wish I was your Valentine... did I just type that out loud? I sure did.
Missing you already (;﹏;)
- MBA ♡
HELLO HELLO BABY 🥺❤
i just woke up and unfortunately , still very very tired :( i hope you dont feel this way ever lol . burn out sucks ass .
EEP I KNOW . THANK YOUUUUUU 😭😭💖
GUHH YES YES I WILL IT JUST SHIPPED BTW EHE
my cas favs rn are 'sweet' , 'starry eyes' and 'k' . heavy emphasis on sweet its so throws up , hands in hair , curling into a ball .
anon :(( just last night , me and my fren went out just to buy ice cream and they have this rose-shaped top (??) its soooo cuuuutee huehue . I GAME !! but like its divided into "thgs i always have the mood for" and "like i need to prepare my mood for this" and the games i always have the mood for is really nerdy aha like sudokus and word search puzzle . other than that , roblox , obey me , random stuffs i try in betweens . oh!! my friends also introduced me to tekken which was so amusing to watch hhgh . as for the cupsleeves , hehe sorry sorry for making you wait . BUT AHH THE CROISSANT WAS GOOD SHIT ...... it was a chocolate smores thgy . also i ended up going to one only as a baddie thinks his rest is more important . anyway... THE CUP !!
(pics removed cause i dont want others to look at them ;( + safety reasons)
WKWKKJJJA ITS SO FAR AWAY THOUGHHH but awww thanks sweetie :) <33
the lucky person is me . and the plan is sleep . JK . actually , yes , i just wanna sleep more lmao but damn these works are making me wanna punch people . oh , but me and my friend do plan on having a picnic tomorrow to celebrate the sem ending :> which is a bit funny bcs she has a boyfriend and i dont think she has plans for valentines lmaooo . awwww love :(( i mean .. the day isnt ending yet ? soooo 👀 jk dont feel pressured to come out , i alrdy thought of you as my valss anyway . regardless , celebrate it how u want ehe <3 happy valentines bb :))
what are you talking about , we're literally cuddling rn
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Happy Cas day but also Happy Mish day because we were also introduced to Mishmish <3
SOOOO TRUEE 🧡
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hello solar 🧡🎃 ummm so remember my art with endverse cas and dean smith? I kinda wrote a fic for it while thinking how a couple of people (you included) were so happy to see the art. so yeah 😶. just letting you know since there are a lot of content on spnblr these days.
hope you're having a nice morning 🐱
HIII SORRY I'M ONLY GETTING TO THIS NOW it truly is a crime by me personally bc HELLO !!! More of them??? Do you wanna end me?? 👀😳🤭👉🏼👈🏼💞 soo excited I'm gonna check it out I am on my way!! 🏃🏃🏃
(Also yeah sure let's umm. Let's call the emotion I was going through happy. Yeah yes right I am normal abt them. Yes)
#thank you for the ask i'm glad you told me or i totally would've missed <33#i'll gladly devour any content for these two they just. their dynamic is sooo *chefs kiss*#hope you're having a nice whatever time it is for you rn bestie fhkfhfjf 💞#asks#lana tag 🌌
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Hi! I love how much you post and seeing you on my dash every day because I love to read your stories and gameplays. This also made me wonder how much time a day on average you spend doing sims related things (like searching for cc or poses, playing in game, making posts here on tumblr, etc.). I wish I had more time in my days to spend playing the sims and to make posts about it. Have a nice day! 🧡
Ahhh! I'm so happy you love it! Honestly I've been thinking maybe I post too much, I think my schedule used to be set to 12 posts a day but I've put it down to 8 now.. I kinda dialled it back a little since the BC is over but maybe I shouldn't? Idk what people prefer.. less is more after all?? ¯\(°_o)/¯
I probably spend way too much time doing sims related things tbh lol.. what with all the recent lockdowns, being a bit of a hermit and working from home I have a lot of time for hobbies right now so I'm very lucky! I usually mess about with things that don't require a lot of attention or I can drop quickly during the day around work, like poses, building or biffing about in CAS.. That leaves the night time for playing or working on my story, if I'm not doing anything else that is!
I barely spend any time cc shopping though, I hate it lmao.. I just download things as/when I see it or occasionally search for something in particular if I need it.
I hope you have a nice day too! ❤
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