BESTIES I'M GRADUATING TOMORROW
BESTIES I'M GRADUATING TOMORROW 😭
and yes, this does mean that I'll be able to write properly. send requests if you're feeling like it.
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Hi! I saw your post about fiction requests! If your still doing it, Can you write one about the reader comforting lando? Also could you include some sort or disorders eating in it?
If not, no biggie!
I decided not to bring in the eating disorder cause it wouldn’t fit and I think the topic is too important to be just a side theme. If you want I can write an imagine where I focus solely on that.
I hope you like it and sorry that it took so long :)
With you till the end of the line
Found the gif on Pinterest, credits to the owner
pairing: Lando Norris x reader
warnings: fluffy and maybe a little bit sad?
word count: 1,2k
Your keys jiggle as you unlock the front door to the apartment you share with your boyfriend. You can already hear the sounds of a video game and him talking to his friends.
He’s streaming again. It lights up your heart to hear him laugh so freely.
You put down the groceries you had bought on your way home from work and make your way to his room.
You open the door quietly and peak your head in.
When Lando sees your face he smiles at you brightly and announces to his mates and fans “ Guys! My girlfriend is home. I gotta go.” He is interrupted by his companies complaining and trying to persuade him to stay for one more round. But Lando being the perfect boyfriend he is, takes his headset off, ignores his friends and logs out of the game. He stands up to greet you with a sweet and inviting kiss. He tastes like a mixture of the cherry lip balm he uses and the mint chip flavoured ice cream he ate. It’s sweet, just like him.
“Hello love, how was your day ?”
“It was fine, nothing out of the ordinary, but I see you had a fun day.”
“Yeah me and the guys hung out a little” he emphasizes the word ’hung’ with quotation marks.
You couldn’t help but notice the slight shift in his voice and body language. His shoulder dropped slightly and his voice sounded strained.
“You alright?” You ask concerned.
“Yeah why should I be, my love?” He responds trying to sound upbeat, but you know better. You can decide between his put-on- happiness and the real deal, the one that seems to light up his whole face and makes every fiber of your body yearn to make him shine like that for the rest of his and your life.
“Lando? What is going on?” He closes his eyes, defeated. He knew you would know immediately and he didn’t want to worry you. He doesn’t like it. Yes he loves when you take care of him but he doesn’t want you worrying that he’s not happy, because he is. You make him so incredibly happy.
“It’s just.” He sighs “Please don’t think I’m stupid.”
“I already think you are so no worries, can’t get worse than that.” You try to lighten the mood and you manage because for a moment you can see his mouth twitch. He’s trying to suppress a smile and you think come on. Smile for me. Show me that beautiful smile of yours. But he doesn’t smile.
“I miss Carlos.” Yup that is the sound of your heart breaking.
“What?” You almost whisper, tears welling in his eyes.
“I-i love Dany, he's the best, he’s so great and and he’s an excellent teammate, but I i… . I just miss Carlos. I really miss him. Those years with him were the best racing years I ever had and ever will have. He’s my best friend and I haven’t seen him in so freaking long.” Lando talks and talks like a river whose overflow and there's no stopping him from spilling everything he had buried in the darkest places of his mind for so long.
“Carlos and I were inseparable and we laughed so so much. Of course I laugh a hell of a lot with Ricciardo, but it’s different from my relationship with Carlos. These two years with him were, were-“ tears are streaming down his face, they are streaming down your face too. He’s laying himself bare in front of you and your heart is breaking. Lando is always this sweet and happy persona and no one ever thinks of the possibility of him being so deeply sad. The bond that he and Carlos had was incredible and you wished you could do anything to help him, to take his pain away. But you can’t.
Lando is your hero, he saved you from yourself multiple times and now you need to save him.
So you hug him. You hug him as hard as you can. Telling him that you are here for him through your touch. Signalling to him that you’ll listen and that you love him unconditionally. Because you do, you love him so freaking much, sometimes it hurts.
He mutters something into your neck that you can’t make out.
“What was that lovey?”
“I’ll never forget these two years. I promised him that and I’ll keep my promise, but it hurts like a bitch. Sometimes I just want to forget, to erase the pain.” His body is shaking with sobs and you try to calm him down. You gently stroke his hair and whisper sweet nothings into his ear. You tell him how much you love him and that Carlos misses him too, you’re sure of it.
It’s killing you to see him like this and you want to take his pain away, but how ? You can’t turn back the time and make Carlos stay at McLaren. You would if you could, but you can’t.
“Baby, why don’t you just tell him?”
“I’m scared,” Lando responds, his voice small.
“What do you mean, what are you afraid of ?” You dig.
“What if he things I’m being overly emotional or too sensitive and that I’m annoying and-“
“Oh come on,” you huff, “ this is utter bullshit and you know it! Carlos would never think of you like that. You and him spent two years together as best friends, he’s not just gonna forget you baby. Just tell him. I don’t care if you call him or text him, send him an email or tell him the next time you see him, but tell him Lando. It’s not good for you if you bottle up your emotions ,” you’re rubbing his back comfortingly, “ and if you want me to come with you then I’ll be there. I’m with you till the end of the line. “ he chucked and you can feel him smiling into your neck.
“Alright Mrs. Barnes,”
“Sorry, but I had to. ”Your one hand trails from his back to his hair, stroking it gently.
“I know, you’re such a marvel stan and you couldn’t let a opportunity like this slide,” Lando kisses your neck gently,”I’m with you till the end of the line too,love.” He whispers sofly.
“My marvel heart is swooning so hard for you right now.” You laugh.
And Landos response almost makes it stop. “My heart is always swooning for you and smiling and laughing and beating. I love you.” He looks at you, your faces inches apart. His breath fans your face and when you lean in to kiss him he says,” 3000. I love you 3000.” God this man is the reason your alive.
Lando presses his lips against yours, the taste of his lips intoxicating and making you feel dizzy. You sigh and try to pull him closer.
After what feels like eternity he breaks the kiss and leans his forehead against yours.
“Tomorrow I will talk to Carlos. You’re right he won’t think bad of me just because I’m missing him.”
“I’m so proud of you baby,” you place a kiss on his forehead ,”but let’s get something to eat, I’m starving.”
“You’re always starving darling.” He laughs.
You smile,” maybe”.
Lando kisses you again before taking your hand and leading you into the kitchen.
He may be your hero, but you will do everything to protect his happiness.
*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧
ⓘ If you like this story,reblog it helps a lot thanks.Feedback is always appreciated <3
hey could u write living with jess mariano headcanons pls ?
𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐉𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐎.
pairings ; jess mariano x reader
warnings ; slight mention of anxiety and insomnia.
word count ; 462
additional notes ; thank u!
➵ books. books everywhere.
➵ mid-read books laying on the coffee table, finished and annotated copies on the tv unit and filled bookcases in several rooms around the house because you both love to read.
➵ he has a small desk in the bedroom where he spends late nights pulling his hair upon when he’s writing away, you having to rub his shoulders and continuously peck his cheek to coax him to rest in bed.
➵ a bungalow. still living in stars hollow, he got used to it for you. i definitely see a cosy bungalow that jess and you decorate as your own and descend your future upon.
➵ lamps in every room which emits warm glow in the night because it’s for every night reading scenario around the house.
➵ spending most of your time cuddled on the couch, watching television or… surprisingly… reading books. whether it’s separately in comfortable company or reading to one another. you could easily get lost in the sound of his voice.
➵ cooking together >>>
➵ jess is a good cook when he puts in the effort. years working and living at luke’s, he learns over time. if neither of you are busy will spend nights cooking a nice curry or pizza together.
➵ record player atop a vinyl-filled unit where there is almost always a song playing against it lowly while you both go about your business.
➵ jess always, always, greeting you with a forehead kiss whenever you arrive home.
➵ naps together… yes please.
➵ jess takes naps, period. and if you see him napping in bed, you’re immediately growing tired at the thought of cuddling up to his warm frame. and as you slide in beside him, jess’ sleeping self pulls you in and rests his chin on top of your head with a low hum.
➵ coming back to a previous point. routine for him to read you to sleep when it’s a particularly anxious night. you’re fidgety and agitated with your insomniac self and jess’ tired eyes watch and pull you into his side before his gravely, sleepy voice reads the chapter of the book by his bedside.
➵ a dog? somewhere down the line.
➵ jess would be a dog person, not wanting to work very hard for a pet’s love. so, he’s easily confused into rescuing a big dog together.
➵ chores together; taking turns to do dishes, one night his, the following night yours. him putting on the washing, you hanging it out, both of you folding the cotton atop your bed, light-hearted smiles and endearing hip nudges.
➵ when his mind is full of anxious or overwhelming things, jess likes to take late walks through the town when it’s quiet and dark. sometimes you join him in silence, hands held, or you await with warm open arms when he returns home.
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taglist form . the library . all blurbs
jess mariano; masterlist
he read letters from vincent van gogh to theo because I told him I love them <3