#awkward babies

[ariannabananasstuff]

btw arron and that girl he went on a date with in the restaurant (from the bistro huddy povs)

SOOOOOOOO

reminds me of peter and sybil

my awkward little babies <33

rly hope this reaches the right audience

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

+Bonus

[clearwaterrain]

theyre so not civil around each other bless them #f1tiktok #f1 #charlesleclerc #maxverstappen #f1edit #lestappen

theyre so not civil around each other bless them #f1tiktok #f1 #charlesleclerc #maxverstappen #f1edit #lestappen

I still love this TikTok so much

[linolinadoon]

Peter 2: Many times talks slowly, with long pauses.

Peter 3: Repeats a word many times, one after the other.

Peter 1: Stutters occasionally and repeats words.

Me: Guys! Stop! I can only use so many elipsis and write so many repeated words!!!

[strawberry-lemonade-kisses]

This is It

The yard was quiet as you sat on the porch, watching the sun wave its final goodbye before it settled behind the horizon for the night. Kyojuro’s crow sat next to you, pecking at the sunflower seeds you had brought out in a small bowl for him. It was a steady rhythm, the clinking of the bowl and the shuffling of your feet that dangled off the side of the porch, you were expecting Kyojuro any second. He sent his crow ahead to ask you to meet him out front, so here you were. Patiently waiting for him and his fiery mane to show up.

“Are you cold?” the crow looked up, sunflower seeds dusting its beak. Its head tilted, staring at you with blank eyes. You huffed, ignoring the nagging feeling that you were being judged by a bird. “Right, you're a bird, what do you know?” you let out a sigh, slouching where you sat while you looked back at the setting sun, painting the sky with vibrant orange and pink hues, no longer the coastal blue you were used to.

“It’s beautiful isn’t it?” you jumped at the intrusion, not knowing you were being watched. Kyojuro stood tall near the gates, a smaller female stood steps behind him, looking around his wide shoulder at you.

“Kyojuro, 'm sorry I didn’t see you” he laughed, waving off your apology before he stepped past the gates to your home, stepping up the porch where you sat, leaving behind the woman.

“I only just arrived, This is my student, Mitsuri” she waved from where she stood by the gates, you waved back. “I have great news Y/N!” he took one of your hands, holding it up while he spoke. “I went to the hashira meeting in fathers place, they have given me a trial to become a hashira!” he beamed, the excitement that ran in his blood heated his body, including the hand that engulfed your own. He was sweating, gripping tightly to you, never letting his smile falter. “I leave tonight to face a lower moon” you gasped at that announcement, reeling back, taking your hand with it.

“Kyojuro, a lower moon?! Are you ready for that?” he nodded, determination written clearly on his face, furrowed eyebrows confirming it.

“Of course I am! I’ve trained endlessly, I have written to you from all of my missions, successfully dispatching and eliminating every demon I have faced. Once I do this, I become a hashira, the same as father and everyone before me has!” you nodded, still trying to process the news.

“Will you come back?” he was taken back with the question, face relaxing as he looked over your worried expression.

“I’ll stop by as soon as it's over, I’ve only been courting you for 3 months unless you want to marry me already I think I have to come back and continue to show my love to you” your cheeks heated at the confession, watching his own darken at his words. He let out an awkward chuckle, anxious hands scratching at the back of his head. “I mean, if you want, I can come back later on, maybe in a week, after everything is official. I’ll write to you though, I always do” You stood, shaky hands raising to cup his face.

“Just come back, Kyojuro. I would like to keep seeing you. Stay safe, please. I believe in you, okay! Work hard!” he beamed, placing a soft kiss on the palm that held his cheek.

“I’ll be back soon. Look forward to it!” he stepped out of your hold, flashing one last smile your way before jogging out of your yard, taking his crow and Mitsuri with him.

[il-predestinato]

Max Verstappen and Charles Leclerc sharing podiums during their karting days.

(How much do we miss Lestappen podiums?)

[anarcoqueer1994]

These scenes give me the same vibes right down to one initiating it awkwardly leaving as soon as possible

[abraxos-is-toothless]

Surprises (6)

Next chapter is here as promised! You could even have 7 pretty soon😁 it picks up a little after this too, I know it’s a slight slow burn, but they do get there💙 they are awkward babies in this one😂

Previous Chapter. Masterlist.

Warnings: There will be swearing, mature themes, mentions of alcohol at times, and mentions of sex. I will updates warnings as I go if needed.

No beta today as it’s 1am so @bryaxisthefaceofnightmares is saved this time:) this gif isn’t very good oops.

Chapter 6

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Azriel thought he was imagining things when he’d read his texts the next morning. He hadn’t expected Elain to answer him that quickly; he hadn’t really expected any reply at all, thinking that she’d ignore him after the mess he had made of everything. Or maybe that she’d blocked him completely and she’d never see the message. He knew he would have deserved it, so he was grateful, even now as he reread her reply for what seemed like the tenth time.

Today, 12:30 at the diner. Don’t be late.

-Elain

It was now 12:00 on the dot and he was sat in his usual booth a bit further at the back, knowing full well he was extremely early, but he wasn’t taking any chances of being late and missing what little opportunity he had left. A waitress came over and asked for his order, and just as he was about to tell her that just a coke would be fine, goddamn fucking Tamlin and Ianthe- Feyre’s prat of an ex and the crazy bitch who never left Azriel alone -walked through the diner’s doors. Panicking he snatched back the menu he’d just handed the waitress, opened it out, and covered his face with it. Real subtle, you utter moron. When he peeked back over the top, Tamlin and Ianthe were nowhere in sight, clearly having gone over to the other side of the diner. He smiled sheepishly at the gobsmacked waitress next to him, apologising for being so rude, however she just smiled saying that they had all done something like that at least once and disappeared to get his drink.

Ianthe was someone who liked to have her own way all of the time, like a spoiled little brat. She’d tried to get with Rhys a couple of times until Feyre put her in her place one time during lunch, and then she’d tried Cassian. But she had only managed to try the one time. No one had known that Cass and Nes were together, that they had been together for just over six months- Azriel had no idea how that was possible though because his brother couldn’t keep a secret to save his life. That was up until the day Ianthe set her sights on him, plastered her body to his against the lockers, just as the eldest Archeron sister walked around the corner. Everything became a blur then. Azriel had blinked, and all of a sudden Ianthe was cradling her bloody nose, and Nesta was shaking out her fist while Cassian was kissing her in any place he could reach. She was a force to be reckoned with and he was terrified of being on the receiving end when she found out about what he and Elain had done. Ianthe- who Azriel had deemed slightly psychopathic –had set her sights on him a few weeks after that incident and he hadn’t known peace since.

His reverie was interrupted when he heard the tinkle of the bell above the door, and looked up to see Elain walking through the door, his breath getting caught in his throat. Gods, she was beautiful. She was dressed in a light pink hoodie; black ripped jeans and her hair was up in a messy bun. The sight was not good for his hormones, making him shift awkwardly in his seat to get comfortable again. How was he supposed to have a serious conversation with her looking like an utter goddess? His drink was brought over then, snapping him out of whatever state of leering he had been in.

Keep it together you fuckwit, you’re trying to make amends not jump into her pants.

When she finally came over to the booth, he noticed she was wringing her hands together on the table and that she wouldn’t look at him again. Azriel understood why, he wouldn’t look at himself if put into her shoes, but gods did he want her to just look. To see him. So that when he explained why he had been such an asshole, to tell her how much he wanted to start again, she would see he was being sincere. Reaching over, he tentatively to took her tiny hands into his, pushing back the thoughts of how they fit do well together and spoke so gently that he didn’t recognise his own voice.

“Elain, will you look at me, please?”

oOoOo

Elain was taking deep breaths, but they didn’t seem to be helping her much. She wanted to look at him; she wanted to hear what he had to say so they could get this over with. But the only thing she was currently able to think of was the warmth of his hands on hers. She was staring at the way they engulfed her own, the comfort his warmth gave her traitorous body, when she noticed all the scars. Her breath hitched slightly and her brain started to work a mile a minute, wanting to ask so many different questions at the same time.

Why did you say those things yesterday? Why did you just walk away? What happened to your hands? How did we end up in bed together? How do we move forward now?

She was still having a mental panic when Azriel cleared his throat to try and get her attention again. Looking up at him slowly, she was shocked to see how nervous he was, because yes he’d said in his text that he wanted to make things right. He even wanted to know about the baby, something she hadn’t expected at all. But in all honesty, she thought the only thing he was going to do was tell her today, was that he wanted nothing to do with either of them, that if she said something he would deny it. Maybe she was about to be proven wrong? Steeling her own nerves, she pulled her hands away- not missing his look of disappointment and possibly hurt – to put them in her lap and said as strongly as she could “You have fifteen minutes, Azriel. What is it that you want?” Drawing his hands back, he looked down shyly for a moment and when he brought his gaze back to hers, he let out a very audible breath.

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry for what I said. I didn’t mean any of it honestly; I just had no idea how to deal with the situation. When I said ‘easily forgettable’ I didn’t mean that what we had done meant shit all, because it did mean something, to me at least. I just wanted to keep it between us because your sister will quite literally kill me if she finds out.” He took a shaky breath before continuing, “The morning after, I remembered some things, realised what you were and part of me hates myself because you should have had something better, should have had someone better. And I’m so, so sorry, for all of it.”

Elain hadn’t realised she was crying until she tasted the salt on her lips, quickly bringing her hands up to wipe away the tears, although it did her no good because he had seen them anyway. Part of her wanted to go over and hold him, to tell him everything was alright but the rational side of her brain made her stay rooted in her seat. Everything was not alright; she had no idea if it would be again for a while so she started to nod a little before stopping abruptly. Confused now, as she had just clicked on to something he had said, asking with clear curiosity “What do you mean you ‘realised what I was’? I don’t get it.”

She blushed in full force when he bluntly replied “You were a virgin. Right?”

Fuck. How could he have realised? Elain didn’t tell him and he hadn’t asked, she remembered that at least. When she asked him as such, it was his turn to blush as he stumbled over his words.

“Um- well- when I... Uh there was a bit of blood on the sheets, not a lot but, it was there. I remember you asking me to be gentle, but that could have just been a preference so when I saw the sheets, I knew what I had done.”

Guilt was written on his face now. He felt guilty about it, but how was she meant to comfort him without lying? Because yes, there had been a slight bit of soreness the morning after, however, she didn’t want to make him feel any worse so decided not to mention it. Turning to face away from him again and stare out of the window, Elain contemplated whether or not she should ask him about the elephant in the room. He had said he wanted to know about the baby in his text, yet he hadn’t brought it up since she’d sat down. Deciding to just jump straight into it, she spoke again, her nerves coming back in full force and she knew Az could tell by the way his whole face softened.

“You drove here right?” He gave a small nod to confirm. “Then could we maybe go somewhere more private? You said you wanted... Well you said you wanted to know about the other thing, and it’s probably best not to talk about here.” She gestured to all of the other people around the diner; all having their own conversations yes, but the place was slightly smaller than it looked. Azriel started sliding out of his side as he began speaking, offering her his hand once he was stood.

“Of course we can, I know a place actually. Would you like to go there or somewhere different?”

It was easy enough to get out of her side unassisted, but she took his hand anyway, wanting to feel that comforting warmth from earlier and agreed to go to wherever he had in mind. As they walked out of the diner to make their way to his car, she realised that neither of them had let go of the other and that Azriel was lightly running his thumb over her knuckles.

Being so engrossed in the boy beside her, she never noticed a smirking Ianthe sat in the back corner, watching them leave together hand in hand.

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