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In which the prince presents a challenge stating that whomever his cat appears before and presents his ring to may win his hand in marriage, and Oscar wins, mostly without his own knowledge.
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Bookmarked by jacksaidskate
17 Mar 2024
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Mortifying interaction, but he’d survive. Besides, it’s not like the cashier was that cut–
“Cute enough to make you stupid, huh Norris?” He could hear his smile before he saw his face, a proper Cheshire grin.
“Fuck off mate,” Lando groaned, already trying to scrub the cashier from his brain. Except for the Australian accent, he decided; that bit could stay. Maybe his eyes, too, as tired as they had seemed. And his hair, which looked so soft in that kind of ridiculous side part.
Bookmarked by jacksaidskate
16 Mar 2024
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“Remember when you said you’d set me up with someone? A few months ago, at George’s wedding?” Charles’s voice is still pinched, as if his throat is trying to suffocate him and put him out of his misery. “Maybe you could do that? If the offer is still standing.”
Simultaneously:
“How did you know you liked guys?” Max’s tone is flat, as it usually is when he tries to come off as entirely disinterested, but Lando knows his tricks. He shoots upright, looking down at Max with wide eyes before exclaiming, arguably, one of the worst possible responses:
“Oh my god, Max, are you fucking gay?”
Or: Charles and Max don't know how to date; Alex and Lando try their best to make it happen.
Bookmarked by jacksaidskate
16 Mar 2024
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“I can’t go round texting people asking if they’ll sort you out, mate, can I?” He says, gently. Lando snorts. Maybe he can talk him round: level him out a bit with the exact right amount of taking the piss.
“Don’t need anyone to -”
“No, I know. But like, imagine if I got arrested for being a pimp.” Max rolls onto his back, holding the phone above his face. “I’d look fucking mint in a mugshot, actually.”
“Who would you ask? If you had to.”
Nobody, Max thinks, and then he blinks it away. “Who would I ask to watch you wank yourself silly because you won’t just have a few beers to take the edge off like a normal person?”
Bookmarked by jacksaidskate
15 Mar 2024
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Lando sloping off after a meeting, or a practice session, only to turn up an hour or so later looking dishevelled, with clothing creases cut into his cheeks. It would be endearing if not for the fact that he seems to be hiding all the good napping spots from Oscar.
Self-proclaimed sleep enthusiast Oscar, who can never get more than ten minutes alone time for a nap
OR: Lando introduces Oscar to all the good places to nap around the garage.
Bookmarked by jacksaidskate
14 Mar 2024