#✦ tcmbcy

[littlcfreaks]

closed starter for @tcmbcy

"maks," a gasping laugh is punched out of him when the other man rolls half on top of him, grumbling that its too early and trapping him in the soft sheets, "its not that early. don't you have things to do?" he didn't want to go, didn't want to leave the warmth that maks' body gave his bed, but he was constantly on guard. he didn't know what he had done to push damien away so suddenly, but he doesn't want to make the same mistake with maks - he can't. "i don't want to keep you. i know you're busy."

[ofbookshelves]

"at least none of them asked who wears the pants in this relationship." speaking to the media about their relationship was not something she thought she was ever going to have to do.

closed starter for @tcmbcy for jake and damien

[casareds]

they've been in each other's lives for so long now , and he loves that . leo knows what he wants before he knows usually . niki hums softly , easily resting against the other . this part of their relationship is still new and exciting, it's all consuming in some ways and nikita loves that. head tilts back slightly so he can gaze at leo through his lashes , letting his boyfriend gently tug on his lower lip . a shiver runs down his spine at the finely veiled threat , but he loves it . gaze flickers to the way that leo's cock twitches in his shorts , soft giggle leaving plump lips when their noses brush together . " thank you . " hands come up to gently curl into leo's shorts , tugging them down his thighs to free the other's cock - licking over his lower lip as he just stares for a moment .

⌗ continued from…   ﹙ here ! ﹚

[bruiscdmouth]

"I don't know her." Gus explains to the other as they float in the water. The lakes cold but Gus likes it. He keeps squinting up at the sun as he feels the other's fingers touch his. They're not a secret but when they're up at the cottage with all their friends Gus turns it down a little bit. He doesn't know the girls that Matty met in town and brought back. Gus doesn't know why the blonde had kept looking at him like that. He'd seen the other's face watching too. Gus links their pinkies before he turns his head in the water to look over at the other. "No one's you, no one compares. Just cause we're up here doesn't mean I'm looking for anyone else." @tcmbcy

[littlcfreaks]

his lips pull into a scowl, but there's no heat behind it, no real displeasure - as long as marcus was back to laughing rather than on the defense, "puh-lease, marcus. i would never lie to you. i might hide my snacking habits, but i couldn't keep up a lie." he had felt a connection to marcus right away; he never poked fun at declan's talkative nature, never sent chirps his way when he got too excited before a game; not like the old coach had. instead marcus helped him to figure out ways to channel his energy, not only improving his game, but his life in general. he didn't have the words to thank him. he nods, short and grim, and he lets his mind wander to how shitty this must feel for him. to coach a team being unable to skate. he didn't think he could do it and another wave of admiration washed over him towards the older man, making him smile, "you're kinda awesome, you know," his arm wraps fully around his, using the leverage to guide him from the ice and towards a bench where declan doesn't give him a choice in sitting down. he sits himself down, yanking marcus with him, "no one thinks you put them through anything the first time, dude. we just don't want you to hurt yourself again." read: i don't want you to get hurt again. he separates from marcus, frowning at the too quick loss of his warmth, "wanna get lunch? if my coach says its cool, i could probably head out now."

Marcus  couldn't  help  but  laugh  at  the  dramatics  he  was  being  given  –  typical  for  Declan  though,  so  he  wasn't  taken  off  guard  by  it.  “Do  you  really  want  me  to  answer  that?”  A  small  fit  of  laughter  managed  to  fill  the  air  between  them  with  Marcus  shaking  his  head.  Declan  was  one  of  the  people  who  made  transitioning  into  this  job  far  easier  for  him  and  his  playful  nature  made  him  enjoy  the  job  he'd  been  given  more  and  more  every  day,  even  in  the  off-season.  His  eyes  moved  down  to  the  arm  that  was  now  helping  him  stay  up  right,  and  he  huffed  a  small  thank  you  in  reply.  It  took  a  minute  for  Marcus  to  honestly  think  about  what  he  needed  right  now,  because  in  reality,  he  had  no  damn  idea.  “Just…help  me  off  the  ice,”  It  was  almost  spoken  through  gritted  teeth  because  as  much  as  he  didn't  want  to  get  off,  he  knew  he  had  to.  “As  if  I'd  put  you  through  watching  that.  I  put  enough  people  through  it  the  first  time,  I  don't  need  my  own  players  ill  feelings  weighing  on  me  too.”

[thel0re]

@tcmbcy

“do  you  have  a  sudden  interest  in  my  sister?”

[erstwhles]

let's go boys! / @tcmbcy

Giselle takes a deep breath, practically bouncing on her toes as she waits outside the locker room for the go ahead. Why did she agree to this again? Beside her, her brother, who is taking a break from being her manager tonight in favor of supporting the team he grew to call his own, watches, making no attempt to hide the lift of his brow.

"Are you okay?" Leo says eventually, but his sister can't manage to draw her eyes away from the Predators logo carved into the wood of the door. "Do you think you'll see--"

"Shh." Zella lifts a hand in his direction. "I don't know. I don't... know why I even agreed to this," she says, letting her eyes shut, but there is only a moment for her to gather her feelings before the same person who escorted them up and into the lounge peeks his head through the door. It's time.

With her concert at Bridgestone Arena the next day and her ties to the city, she knows why the team reached out. It isn't the first time they have done so, but it is the first that she has not had a good enough excuse to turn them down. How do you say "I can't be in the same room as your coaching staff, sorry," without it sounding personal? The easiest thing to do was to do was to make excuses, and those were always easy enough. Out of town. Playing a show.

But tonight, as the door opens and the familiar sounds of the locker room wash over her, she is transported back all those years ago.

Zella shakes her head. "Ready?" A painted smile sits on her lips as she turns toward the door, and with a deep breath, steps into the locker room. Pausing at the farthest edge of the stalls, she crosses her feet under her, letting the same man introduce her to the group before she makes her rounds. As he talks, her eyes scan the room in front of her, and though she can't bring herself to meet any of the eyes she can feel on her back, Zella is relieved when she doesn't see him. It makes it easier to step forward, circling the room for high fives until she reaches the opposite end where the rest of the staff stands.

[bittcrsuite]

closed starter for @tcmbcy !

"you saw that asshole grab me, right?" hunter felt guilty. she didn't mean to get them kicked out of the bar, but everything happened so fast. one second, she was ordering drinks for her and her best friend. the next, some drunk asshole was trying to grope her. in typical hunter fashion, she threatened to lay him out despite being three times her size. before she got the chance, she was being escorted out the back door, leaving her friend no choice but to follow. it was nothing new. she had a short temper and wasn't afraid to show it. now, as they stood at hunter's front door, she unlocked the door. "i know tonight was kind of a bust, but... do you want to come in for a little bit? watch a movie or something?" she was desperate to keep the night going. she didn't want to say goodnight just yet.

[6loodstains]

" i used to wonder what i was missing with this family . apparently it was just a big game of murder tag and being kept like dolls in boxes . "

[swtsours-archived]

“   do   you   promise   to   take   care   of   me   ?   ���

[littlcfreaks]

closed starter for @tcmbcy

having the rug pulled out from under the life that he was trying so hard to keep together wasn't what he expected. he had to grab onto the one thing that would make him feel like it was okay, like the past two decades of pretending and betraying two people he cared about was okay because it was worth it. he doesn't bother knocking on marcus' door. he just walks in and finds him, "hi."

he's already breathless, feels like he just ran a 10k. "i don't know what to say." so he doesn't say anything - he just kisses marcus, hands gripping onto his face, and for the first time in two decades, he doesn't feel the guilt at the base of his spine or the lingering thoughts of his life that he would be leaving behind.

[bardcwn]

bruises by lewis capaldi

"i've been told to get you off my mind," storm's fingers run through his dark hair for a moment as he sat back, "but i hope i never lose the bruises that you left behind." @tcmbcy

[littlcfreaks]

as much as he hoped it would be the case - out of sight, out of mind; bastian knew his fiance far better than anyone and knew he would likely spend the entire night in head head anyways. bastian just gives him a knowing look and tilts his head to the side, "i hope that you actually mean that." he sighs dramatically, hand waving between them, "i suppose you don't want all the plans i had made to distract you tonight, then. if its just... out of mind. and here i thought i knew what you needed before you did." his tongue clicks, shaking his head (even if he knows he's about to have a pleading xander on his hands that he's incapable to saying no to).

bastian's fingers find themselves bunched into the material covering xander's back, all but forcing him to stay pressed against his chest as they walk into the house, "you know you never have to change any part of you to impress people. let them be impressed by what you are, or let them be dumb. its their problem, not yours." a loud smack of a kiss is pressed to the top of xander's head before bastian makes himself separate from his fiance to lead him into the kitchen, "and dessert you'll get, baby. come on." he had ordered xander's favorite from a nearby bakery that they had started to frequent (even if they shouldn't have on their meal plans), "come. sit in my lap and eat."

there was always a nagging thought in the back of his mind that he was too annoying for people to want to be around. that he was always too much for some, considering how many times he'd been told so before in his life. but bastian wasn't like that. he welcomed all of xander's quirks and oddities. never made him feel bad for simply just being himself, and in truth, that's one of the biggest reasons xander fell for him in the first place. xander was appreciative of the fact his fiancé constantly reminded him that he never had to change who he was around him. "they won't, bas. out of sight -- out of mind, right?" for xander, that was going to be easier said than done -- the nagging feeling he had in the back of his mind that he needed the man's parents to at least like him still there. he knew in time though, it wouldn't be. there's a half smile that forms on xander's lips. he could've kissed bastian, and nearly did, but he was so worried about impressing people that he turned his head the other way and kept to himself most of the night. "miss my clingy self no more, because he's right here and all for you." more laughter falls from his lips and rents the air surrounding them. no one made him happier than bastian and the fact he was getting to spend the rest of his life with him, made xander feel as if he were the luckiest man alive. wrapping his arms around the other's neck, he leans forward to rest his head against his fiancé's chest. "well, now i get to hang all over you and kiss you everywhere i can. but first, i want that dessert you promised."

[ofbookshelves]

yet another rae + jake + damien starter for @tcmbcy cause i love these three

her palm smacked against the glass, the crowd roaring behind her in a chorus of boos as there was yet another missed call. “are you blind, ref?” rae had been nervous to attend any games after her relationship with jake and damien went public yet those around her either didn’t know who she was or didn’t care enough to bother her about it. “who paid you off?”

[ofblackskies]

@tcmbcy liked for a dean winchester starter

"Real sweet, but I wish you were sober."

[bruiscdmouth]

"Is that where we went wrong?" Warren asks softly as he passes the joint that had just been between his lips out to the other. It was easier like this. Pretending to be more stoned then he was. Everything was easier this way. Except seeing their face in such a long time had been a hard pill to swallow. Being in the others vicinity had almost been too much. He'd sworn to himself that the love was back to friendly. Keeping everything casual for their friends wedding. Yet here they were leaning against the balcony with a joint shared between them. Warren swears he's got this new life. Everything's fine. He can't be missing them anymore. "Contradictions in the lives we wanted. I was just a fucking hypocrite too." Warren had made so many mistakes. Why's the sky gotta look so romantic? @tcmbcy

@tcmbcy sent 🔁 for a random shuffled song and got roddy by djo