May 24
he’s like those puppies sticking their heads out of the car window and enjoying the wind
exactlyyyyyy
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he’s like those puppies sticking their heads out of the car window and enjoying the wind
exactlyyyyyy
fix ur language what is this
Say that to my face, off anon.
Uh Um uh uh Pebbles getting a hug I think it’d be good for him
Also maybe Pebbles getting punched I think it’d also be good for him
Peace ,, , and war on planet the rain world
7. "well. this went horribly wrong." - this screams 2019 rookies. to me
you're right, it's so them
“Well. This went horribly wrong,” George says.
“How so?” Lando asks, a dazed smile on his face. “I had a great time.”
“Lando, I’m having a crisis.”
Lando can see George’s naked chest rising in tandem with his shallow breath, and when Lando shuffles closer to him on the bed, George’s throat moves as he swallows nervously.
“George. It’s fine. It doesn’t have to mean anything. You know, we can just move on—”
“He can’t.” Alex’s voice pipes up from behind Lando. George groans again, while Lando outright purrs as he feels Alex’s wandering hands on his body.
“This wasn’t supposed to happen!” George whispers erratically, referring to the three of them and their naked bodies in a queen-sized bed. “I was supposed to flirt with that guy at the bar and—and—ah, fucking—”
“I’m quite sure that guy was straight,” Alex interrupts.
George throws a giggling Lando a seething death stare, which would perhaps scare Lando if he didn’t know what faces George makes when he comes, and that he likes to kiss more than getting head, and that he’s quite ticklish at the crook of his neck. Lando kisses that spot on George’s neck right now and when it makes George shiver, Lando bites him gently, as a treat.
“Stop biting me, you gremlin.”
“Oh, are we biting? D’you wanna go again?” Alex joins in. Lando can feel his warm body behind him, Alex’s lips working their way up his spine, which makes Lando shiver as well. Turns out they’ve learned a lot about each other the last twelve hours.
“I do not wanna go again, I am having a crisis!”
“I know the cure for that,” Lando grins and kisses George, playful and demanding, hoping that George will sink down into the mattress and finally relax for a moment.
#8 for norrussell!
our boys <3
“How do you become accidentally married?” Alex looks at both of them in turn. Lando wonders if he’s shaking his head as well, like a combo move from a video game.
“Well, you see, when two people love each other very much…” Lando starts.
“Oh, shut it, will you?” Alex interrupts. “George? What do you have to say for yourself?”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” Lando grumbles.
“I was drunk, your honour.” George is lying on the sofa, eyes closed, hand resting on his forehead as if that could ease his headache. “And we were in Vegas. These things happen in Vegas.”
Lando shuffles over to the sofa and sits down next to George’s feet. He looks at him, long body stretched out on the hotel sofa, there’s some glitter on his cheek from last night. Lando giggles softly. “Oh my god,” he whispers. “We got married… I have to call my mum.”
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they are too cute
“Smells suspicious…” George murmurs as they enter the flat.
“What?” Lando sniffs in the air. “I can’t smell anything.”
“Exactly.” George moves further along the hallway. “Alex?” He keeps his voice low, just in case there’s an intruder.
“Maybe he went out,” Lando suggests.
“He didn’t,” George says.
“Why are you so sure?”
“Cause he was supposed to cook dinner for when we got back.”
“Maybe we were missing something and he had to go to the shop.”
“Something’s wrong.” George drops his bag and walks into the flat proper.
“George, calm down.”
“Lando, I’m tired and I’m starving and I can’t smell dinner cooking and I’m—”
They both stop in their tracks when they reach the living room. The curtains are closed, not letting in any of the setting sun, the telly is shuffling high quality photos and the blue light from the screen casts a shadow on Alex’s sleeping face. The kitten is wrapped gently in his arms.
“Oh,” George sighs softly at the sight.
“You can’t fault him for not making dinner, now, can you?” Lando chuckles and grabs his phone to order in. “I want spring rolls.”
I got this on my fyp and thought of you! https://www.tiktok.com/@losttheattitude/video/7643772086078557448
ashgfkaldg at first i was like "Ohh so cuteee" and then 😐
(re: this post) I would like to see your cross stitch bookmarks if you want to share!!
are they not soo cute!!!! @raspberry-ribcage also wanted to see them 🥰