#emmys fics

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“Just kiss me.” 

The minute that Daniel had declared they were playing truth or dare, Lando knew he should have left. He should have made some excuse, said his goodbyes and slipped away before Daniel could wrangle him to the floor. He shouldn't have stayed and protested, or let Daniel close to him because now he was squished between him and Max. The two of them holding him in place whenever Lando so much as looked at the door. Luckily, they had decided a bottle was necessary to pick the person and it had yet to land on him. He should have known though, that Daniel had something up his sleeve when the bottle landed on Charles and Daniel grinned as if he had won a championship. Maybe it was the alcohol, or maybe it was the way Lando was distracted by how pretty Charles looked in the low lights when leaning back on his hands with a cocky look as he picked dare, but Lando really should have been paying attention before it was too late. "I dare you to kiss Lando" The dare had their friends laughing and hollaring. Lando could feel his cheeks heating up before Charles even glanced at him. "If Lando is okay with it....", Charles gave him a little smirk, and Lando felt as if he was having an out of body experience as he found himself nodding, "Well, come here, Lando" The way he crooked his finger at Lando shouldn't have been enticing with the way Charles tried to wink, but it was. It was charming and endearing and Lando had a whole big stupid crush on Charles that wasn't helping the situation. "Go on mate", Daniel grinned, nudging him before whispering softly, "Take the chance buddy" Lando wanted to strangle him, but that could wait until after he kissed Charles. He managed to shuffle his way over to Charles, trying to think about how not sezy he must look as he did it. Charles kept his eyes on him, watching with a small smile and hands reaching for him before Lando even fully got settled in front of him. His palm was warm against the back of Lando's neck as he pulled him close. "Is this okay?" Charles whispered, soft words covered by the music and their friends cheering. "Just kiss me", Lando found the nerve to whisper back, and then Charles was kissing him. It was anything but chaste and sweet. It was everything Lando tried not to let himself think about when he got distracted by Charles, and he could hear Daniel wooping behind them. It definetly went longer than the usual dare kisses but Lando didn't complain. "Happy?", Charles asked over his shoulder when he pulled back from the kiss. "I think we should be asking you two that", Daniel teased, "Talk about a show" Charles rolled his eyes, and Lando took that as his queue to move back to his space but then Charles was wrapping an arm around him and tugging him until Lando had no choice but to squish into his side. "Stay....please?", Charles asked, blushing a little shyly despite the way he just kissed him. "Yeah, I'll stay", Lando whispered back, his own cheeks warm at the pleased look it got him. Maybe, as he curled into Charles's side, Daniel was right about Charles maybe having a crush on him too.

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“You are ridiculously comfortable…”

Martin woke up to a weight on his chest, and a dry mouth. The night played in flashes behind his eyelids. He could taste the last of the tequila shots. The lingering taste making him cringe a little as he ran his tongue along his teeth, trying to get some moisture in his mouth. His arms were wrapped around someone warm and solid. He vaguely remembered bringing someone one. The way they laughed, and the way the kisses felt like nothing he had ever felt before. The sex had been insane. Nothing like any hook up he had before. It had been intimate in a way strangers shouldn't have been capable of, but here he was, half afraid to open his eyes incase it all melted away. Martin had expected to wake up alone, but he wasn't going to complain about opening his eyes to see a mop of brown curls. When security had told him Max was waiting with a friend, another F1 driver, Martin had been wary. Sure, Daniel, the last person Max had introduced him too, had become a good friend, but sometimes these things were hit and miss. Martin had had to grimace his way through too many celebrity interactions at his gigs by now that he half dread them but then Lando had walked in. Lando with his expressive eyes and genuine interest in Martin's work. He had instantly asked interesting questions about Martin's mixes and equipment. He had cracked jokes, smile big and bright, and when he looked up from under those lashes with a cheeky grin, Martin had been gone. Still, he hadn't really expected to take Lando to bed with him but he was thankful that he stayed as he ran a hand up Lando's sleep warmed back. The other man seemed to melt under his tough, sighing deeply before his eyelashes were fluttering and green eyes slowly opened with a smile forming on his lips. "Morning", Lando murmured, streching slightly in Martin's hold as he rubbed his cheel against his shoulder, "You are ridiculously comfortable....has anyone ever told you that?" Martin found himself laughing, ignoring the ache in his head. "No, I can't say they have. You're the first" There was a twinkle in Lando's eyes when he moved to lean over Martin before he was ducking down to press a chaste, dry kiss to Martin's lips. "Good", Lando hummed, "Let's keep it that way...." Martin could hear the unspoken question in his voice as his hands shifted to run down Lando's sides to his waist. "Yeah, I like the sound of that"

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7 and 1634?

7. Wearing big sweaters (that possibly belong to someone else)

Auston had just finished tucking the dishes away in the dishwasher when his phone began to ring. There was a smile tugging at his lips before he even walked back to the living where his phone was tossed on the sofa. He didn't need to see the caller id to know who it was. He barely looked at the screen before his thumb was already swiping to accept the facetime as he settled back down beside a sleeping Felix. "Hi, baby" Mitch's laugh filtered through the speaker as Auston rolled his eyes at the pet name. "I thought we killed that one, Mitchy", Auston grumbled but he couldn't stop smiling, "You are the one that gets cute nicknames, not me" "I'm sorry sweetie, the connection was breaking. What was that? You love silly pet names?", Mitch teased, leaning so close to his phones camera that the angle was unflattering but Auston's heart still skipped a beat at the sight of him.

It was probably worrying just how much he adored Mitch. "You are ridiculous", Auston smiled, running a hand through Felix's furr before whispering softly, "I miss you" Mitch made a soft sound. One that was a mix of sadness and longing as he pulled back from the camera. His own smile dimming a little as Auston watching Zeus bullying his way into his lap, and Mitch pressed a kiss to his head. "Miss you too", Mitch whispered, scratching behind Zeus's ear, "We both do" Auston stayed silent for a moment, just drinking in the sight of Mitch and Zeus. He let his gaze linger, memorizing the way Mitch looked healthy and tanned even with the sad smile. He looked rested, and the golden light seeping through the windows he couldn't see made Mitch seem so soft along with the hoodie that he was wearing. It took Auston a moment of squinting at the screen before he felt his chest warming. "Is that my hoodie?" Even through the screen, Auston could see the blush creeping across Mitch's cheeks and up his neck. The hoodie was an old one that Auston rarely wore. It was from the ZSC Lions. His number visable but fading on the arms, and even though Auston had been smaller back then than he was now, the hoodie seemed a little loose on Mitch. "Maybe", Mitch burried his grin in edge of the hood, "Maybe a few hoodies made their way into my lugage when packing...." Auston ached, for a long moment, to somehow reach through the screen and pull him into a hug but instead he just grinned and relaxed into the sofa. "That's okay....some of yours may have found their way out of your luggage and into my mine too"

Autumn/ Halloween Prompts

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https://www.instagram.com/reel/DOgHul9DQf4/

Reminded me of your shapeshifter lando au 🫶🏼

Oh 🥺

Im so glad both the climber and kitten were okay 🥺

It gives me thoughts of someone getting injured and maybe shifting back to their human before passing out.

Little tiny fox Lando being the only one with them. He can maybe run for help or, because we love angst, it being extremely bad weather so its just Lando trying to wake the other with little licks to the face and curling up on their chest to try and keep them warm while occasionally calling out in hopes someone hearsay finds them 🥺

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15 Angsty Prompts. Break your readers. Duh.

10. "I hate that your arms still feel like home." 😭 norstappen? 😭

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The moment he saw him, Max felt his entire world shift.

It was as if time stopped for a brief moment. All the lights dimmed, leaving Lando as the only clear thing he could see. There was just Lando, and everything else was just background noise to Max for a moment before the world caught up with him again.

Max had known Lando would be here.

It was Daniel's wedding. Of course Lando was going to be here. Just because Max and Lando had fallen apart didn't mean that Lando and Daniel had. Their friendship might have started from Max and Lando dating, but it had evolved into something sacred between the two of them.

When Daniel had asked him to be best man, Max was surprised Lando wasn't a groomsman but he hadn't asked. Max had wanted to, but he knew he didn't have the right to ask about Lando after all this time.

After all, it had been Max that had torn their relationship apart.

He didn't get to ask questions, and he certainly didn't get to approach Lando. Not here, not now, even as their eyes met across the crowded restaurant.

No, Max simply smiled and looked away, forcing himself to focus on making sure Daniel's pre-wedding dinner went as smoothly as possible.

With his mind busy, Max didn't have a chance to think about Lando or the heartbreak that still lingered all these years later until he was alone in the little smoking area outside.

Smoking was a bad habit he hadn't yet learned to kick, but it gave Max the excuse to escape whenever his anxiety spiked. He especially needed it tonight with the way George and Alex had glared at him after Lando had hugged him earlier.

The smoke burned his lungs as he held his breath in the way he wished he had been able to hold that hug before exhaling.

Lando had fit just as perfectly in his arms tonight as he had back then, and Max ached with regrets he had been carrying for years. There was so much he wished he could change. So much he wished he could go back and undo, but he couldn't, so Max just watched the smoke curl in the air until a little cough disturbed his peace.

"Mind if I bum one?"

Max felt his breath catch as he stared at Lando.

"I didn't know you smoked" Max managed to get out but he dug out and offered his pack to Lando anyway, "Here"

"Thanks mate", Lando took the pack and pulled out a cigarette that he lit with ease, "Started a little while back when I missed you"

The admission had Max's heart clenching painfully because he wasn't someone that Lando should miss. He should be someone Lando hated. Someone that he considered a red flag that he had left behind long ago.

Still, despite Max knowing that he should walk away to save them both, he found himself softly whispering an admission of his own.

"I hate that your arms still feel like home"

Max could feel Lando looking at him even as he stared at a spot on the ground as he took the last drag of his cigarette. He intended to snub it out and toss it in the little bin beside him, but as he went to move, he felt Lando's pinky wrap around his and everything in him went silent for the first time since he had stupidly let himself break his own heart and Lando's.

When he looked at Lando, Lando was already looking at him, all soft and hopeful.

"Stay?", Lando whispered, almost as if he was afraid to, "Please"

Max felt his pinky tightening around Lando's before he even realised what he was doing.

"Okay"

[djtommotomlinson]

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Fandom: One Direction (Band) Relationships: Zayn Malik/Liam Payne Additional Tags: Canon Compliant, Angst, Cuddles, Hurt/Comfort Summary:

Just a quick canon Ziam drabble that wasn’t meant to end up so angsty sorry about thaat. Liam gets back from his trip and just wants to cuddle his boy.