#i missed them i love the suits they are my wives

[iizuumi]

so in love not even kaiju can ruin their mood 💞

[zegrasdrysdale]

[ oh captain, my captain ] q. hughes

day 2 of kinktober (captain kink w/ quinn hughes)

➾ paring : Quinn Hughes x fem!reader

➾ summary : Quinn’s girlfriend calls him "Cap" after hearing the nickname come from his teammates, and Quinn reacts totally normally

➾ warning(s) : smut !! captain kink, light dom!quinn, nicknames during sex, oral (m receiving), p in v sex, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), very slight hair pulling (blink and you'll miss it)

➾ author’s note : i am Not gonna lie … this has been living in a word doc unfilnished for months so i thought that this would be the perfect time to finish it and let it out to see the light of day. enjoy :)))

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When her boyfriend asked her a few weeks ago to accompany him to an event that the Canucks were holding, she was not looking forward to it at all. It's a very private event that the Canucks hold at the start of every season for new Canucks to get to know their new teammates and for returning Canucks to catch up. She's managed to be busy on this day for the past two years of their relationship so she didn't have to go, but she can't dodge the event any longer. Especially now that Quinn is captain.

The dress she bought for this event is stunning and she couldn't wait to wear it to the event. It's a sparkly navy blue number that hugs her curves. The thin straps hold up a plunging v-neckline that shows off her cleavage in a way that Quinn loves. There's a high slit in the skirt that goes about halfway up her thigh.

She feels like she could've dressed a little more modestly when she walks into the ballroom and finds that a lot of the women dressed in more high cut and full length gowns. She crosses her arms over her chest in an attempt to cover her exposed cleavage.

A couple of Quinn's teammates greet their captain as soon as the two of them walk into the large room decorated in blue, green, and white. She hears the nickname "Cap" thrown around as a few of the veteran Canucks greet him. That's a new nickname that catches her attention immediately.

The significant others of the teammates that greet Quinn greet her. She does her best to hold a conversation with the group of women but her eyes continue to shift toward her boyfriend in his suit. He has on one of his game day suits from last season that doesn't really fit him anymore so it hugs his arms and thighs nicely.

"Your dress is beautiful, by the way," Lexie Demko compliments. She turns her attention to Thatcher's wife. "I mean it. It's stunning. I guess it's to be expected for the captain's girlfriend to sparkle." The group of women laugh and she forces a smile.

Sometimes she questions if she should be the one leading this group of women because she's only 23 and still kind of young. It's one thing for Quinn to lead the Canucks because he's a natural leader and knew he was probably going captain this team one day. He's had a lifetime of experience because he's the oldest of three brothers.

She was kind of thrust into the role of lead WAG with his captaincy appointment last season. Her version of being a leader means being the one that plans the parties and plans the playoff attire. Making sure all the other wives and girlfriends are okay, making sure they catch their flights to make it to whatever city they're following their boyfriend or husband to so she can watch him play. It's no NHL team, but it takes up a lot of her time. Especially party and playoff jacket planning.

Quinn looks over at her and her brain immediately goes blank. He's still surrounded by his teammates, but he's looking at her like that. It should be illegal to look like that.

She excuses herself from the group of wives and girlfriends to approach her boyfriend. She tries not to feel tiny among a group of hockey players, but she is.

"Cap," she teases with a smile. "I'm kinda hungry so can we go grab something to eat?" Quinn's cheeks turn bright red at the use of his new nickname. His teammates snicker around him at his reaction.

All he can do is nod in response to her and grab her hand. He guides her away without a single word, but his cheeks remain tomato red.

She's rendered him speechless. All by calling him "Cap." Maybe she'll have to start doing that more often if this is how he reacts.

They grab a plate of food and head to their table. No one else is sitting at the table but she knows that it's her, Quinn, JT, JT's wife, Brock, Thatcher, and Lexie at the table. Their tablemates are still mingling amongst the players and coaches in the room while they sit and eat.

Quinn leans over to her and says softly in her ear, "I'm going to need you to not call me 'Cap' again while we're here."

"Oh," she breathes out. "So your teammates can call you Cap, but I can't?"

He presses his lips in a line and meets her eyes. "It doesn't sound sexy coming out of their mouths like it does yours," he mumbles. "So, please don't call me Cap or Captain while we're here or you'll find yourself on your knees in the bathroom helping me with my little problem."

A small smirk forms on her lips as she takes a bite of pasta. "It's not a 'little' problem, Quinn," she tells him. "It's a pretty big problem."

Quinn groans and rubs his hands over his face. "You're killing me," he groans. "Oh my God."

She giggles and takes another bite of pasta like the conversation isn't ruining the panties she has on under the dress. Quinn follows suit and begins to eat his plate of food.

Their tablemates join them a few minutes later with their own plates. She converses with Lexie and Natalie Miller while their husbands talk with Quinn and Brock. She laughs with them, but the entire time, she thinks about the little conversation she and Quinn had about calling him Cap or Captain.

She's absolutely trying it when they get home to see what kind of reaction she gets out of him when he isn't surrounded by his friends.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

They leave the event once Quinn gives a little speech to hype up his teammates. Tocchet also gives a speech once Quinn was done, but he needed to stay until he was done talking. He orders an Uber back to their Vancouver apartment before Tocchet is even done his speech so they can leave as soon as he's done.

The Canucks applaud their head coach for his speech and they make a break for the door before anyone can stop them. Quinn has her hand in his as they make their way outside. Their Uber is waiting for them when they exit the building.

Quinn slides in first and she follows him. One of her hands rests on his knee and she leans over to say, "You looked good while you were giving your little speech." She pauses for a beat. "Captain Quinn."

His head snaps in her direction. "What did I tell you-"

"Just wanted to see something," she giggles as she glances down at the growing bulge in his already tight pants. "And I see what I wanted to see." Her voice drops a couple of octaves so only he can hear. "Do you like when I call you Captain, Quinn?"

He gnaws on his bottom lip. "You're playing a very dangerous game right now," he warns her. "I'm not trying to ruin these pants."

She leans into him and says against his ear, "Then maybe you shouldn't like to be called 'captain' by your girlfriend." Her lips touch the swell of his ear as she talks. Quinn shivers under her lips before she pulls back to meet his eyes. She finds his usually bright eyes dark with lust.

She's not sure she's going to make it into the apartment if she keeps playing this game with him.

"You are ..." Quinn trails off with a smile and a shake of his head. She grins while he tries to find the words to say. "Something else." His fingers trace the slit in her dress, leaving goosebumps behind where he touches her skin.

The Uber comes to a stop two minutes later. She doesn't risk saying another word until they're in the building. The elevator is probably not the best place to say anything either.

Still, it doesn't stop her from poking the bear though.

"Captain Quinn Hughes," she pretends to think out loud. "Even after a year, it still roles off the tongue. Don't you think, Cap?"

"Oh my fucking God," Quinn groans as he turns to face his girlfriend.

Before she can react, Quinn cups her cheeks and pulls her into a hot kiss. He steps so her back is pressed against the wall of the elevator. She grips his jacket as he presses his chest completely against hers. Quinn shoves a thigh between her legs, moving the dress to the side so his thigh presses against her already damp core.

This is a side of Quinn she's pretty sure she hasn't seen in their two and a half years together. He's very particular about his touches and his movements. Slightly rougher with them as well. She might like this side of Quinn.

The elevator dings once it arrives at their floor. Quinn pulls back and grabs her hand as the doors slide open. "Let's go, pretty girl," he says to her, voice soft. "You need to help me with my not-so-little problem before it ruins these pants."

She giggles as Quinn leads her out of the elevator and down the hall to their apartment. It's a moment before Quinn gets the door open but once he does, he pulls her inside and pins her against the door to shut it.

Quinn holds her chin between his thumb and pointer finger. "I hope this dress didn't cost a lot," he says. "Because it might end up torn and on the floor tonight.”

“Quinn Hughes, you better not rip this dress because if you do, you’re buying me a new one,” she warns him. “I mean it too. You better not.”

He grins and hooks his fingers around the spaghetti straps that sits on her shoulders. “I guess I’ll be nice,” he sighs as he pulls the strap off her shoulders. Quinn's eyes fall to the fabric that he pulls down to expose her breasts.

There's about one second between when the fabric pools around her waist and when Quinn crashes his lips to hers in a heated kiss. Their lips mold against each other and his hands cup her breasts. She groans into the kiss and he takes full advantage to explore her mouth with his tongue.

She pulls his suit jacket off his body and it falls to the floor with a light thud. She pushes him toward their bedroom without breaking the kiss.

In the very short trip from their front door to their bedroom, she loses her heels and dress in the hallway while Quinn's tie ends up on the living room floor and his button up gets unbuttoned and untucked as they enter their bedroom. She jumps and wraps her legs around his waist. He kicks the door shut and walks toward their bed.

"What do you want me to do, Cap?" she questions between kisses.

"You know, every time one of my teammates calls me Cap, I'm going to think of you and it's going to end in endless teasing for me," Quinn points out as he sits on the mattress. He pulls back to look at her. "If my teammates mess with me because I get hard after one of them refers to me as Cap, it won't end well for you since it'll be your fault."

She feigns being hurt. "Ouch, Quinn," she says. "I guess I'll never call you Cap ever again."

"I didn't say that," Quinn very quickly replies. "Just letting you know what will happen."

“I’m so scared,” she teases.

“Shut up and get on your knees, pretty girl.”

His stern voice when he says that shoots straight down to her core. She bites her bottom lip as she slides off of Quinn’s lap and to her knees on the carpeted floor below her.

Her fingers work at unbuttoning his dress pants. She pulls them down along with his boxers. His hard dick stands up against his stomach when it’s free from the confines of his underwear. She takes him in her hand and looks up at him. She gnaws on her lip before she says, “Whatever you say, Cap.”

Quinn groans at the same time she wraps her lips around the fiery red tip. She tastes some precome that has leaked as she takes more of his dick in her mouth. His fingers curl in her wavy locks as she hollows her cheeks and sucks. She looks up at him as he throws his head back in pleasure.

"Fuck," Quinn breathes out. The reaction she gets out of him causes her to speed up her actions. Her hands are splayed over his thighs so she has something to hold on to. Not to mention that she just loves his thighs.

She manages to take all of him in her mouth without choking, and Quinn loves every second of it. He gnaws on his bottom lip and soft sounds rise from his throat. It's music to her ears as she takers him completely in her mouth and hums around him.

Quinn can't seem to get enough.

When her knees start screaming at her from being on the carpet for too long, she ignores it. What Quinn wants, Quinn gets. She's done this so many times that the pain doesn't get to her like it used to, but sometimes it .

She hollows out her cheeks and Quinn hums before he pulls her off his dick by her hair. She hums and looks up at her. His thumbs brush her probably swollen lips and she kisses the pads of his thumbs.

"Was that okay?" she questions like she always does after she sucks him off. Quinn raises his eyebrows at her and she grins. "Cap."

He nods and leans down to kiss her. His kiss is softer this time as he helps her back up so she's straddling his thighs. She runs her fingers through his styled hair and Quinn falls so he's lying on his back. His dick pokes her thigh and she wiggles her hips to tease him.

"These need to come off, pretty girl," he mumbles against her lips at the same time he taps the waistband of her panties. "I'm sure they're ruined at this point anyway."

She stands up to push the ruined fabric off her body. Quinn moves back so his head rests on the pillows. She presses her lips together in a line as she crawls back onto the mattress. She straddles his waist and leans over to press a long, deep kiss to his lips. Quinn hums and cups her jaw with his hands so she can't go anywhere.

Without breaking the kiss, she lifts her hips and rests the tip of his dick at her entrance. He slips right in because of how wet she is. A grin forms on her lips as she says, "Wanna ride you, Cap. Please."

"You don't need my permission, pretty girl," Quinn replies between hot kisses.

She hums as she lowers herself onto him. The familiar and welcomed stretch greets her. Quinn's hands land on her waist so she doesn't lose her balance. He bottoms out in her and she allows herself a few seconds to adjust before moving her hips.

The room is quickly filled with her soft moans as she rolls her hips. He helps her keep a steady pace that works for both of them. The kiss breaks but she doesn't go very far. Her forehead rests on his and her lips ghost his every time she moves.

Despite how they got here, she loves when she falls into bed with her boyfriend. No matter the reason, Quinn always focuses on both their pleasure. He makes sure that both of them feel good for however long they go.

Adding a little spice in the bedroom, like this captain thing that Quinn has going on right now, is one of her favorite things too. She's never against trying new things. She's not against this captain thing that he has going on.

Quinn starts moving his hips to match her pace. She groans and pushes herself up so she's sitting on his waist. She keeps her pace though. Her head is thrown back in pleasure and Quinn's hands roam her body.

"Fuck, baby," he breathes out. "You look so good riding my dick, pretty girl."

He moves one of his hands until he's rubbing her clit. She cries out his name and rests her hands on his torso. "Quinn," she gasps. "Oh my God." He stops. "Cap. Captain. Captain Quinn. Don't stop. Please." Those words pass her lips before her brain processes what she wants to say, but her end goal remained the same. Quinn continues rubbing her clit and she hums.

Her movements get frantic and inconsistent as she gets closer to her orgasm. Quinn wraps his arms around her waist and rolls them over so her head is on the pillow. He throws her legs over his shoulders and begins moving his hips.

The new angle has her legs shaking because his dick hits her favorite spot. She grabs his arms and cries out his name. "Oh my- fuck," she gasps. "Quinn, Quinn Quinn. Oh my God." He doesn't stop this time, but he slows down. "Cap, I'm so close. Please."

"Come for me, pretty girl," Quinn pants. "Want you to make a mess on my dick."

It's not very long after that when she comes. Her entire body clenches and she cries out Quinn's name so loud that their neighbors absolutely heard her. Her vision whitens and she's in cloud 9 from how hard she comes.

She's so out of it that she doesn't realize that Quinn pulls out and comes on her thighs. She has no idea that he cleans her up, only that he touches her sensitive core with a wet cloth. Her body melts into the mattress as she recovers.

When she comes to, Quinn is crawling back into bed. She musters up enough strength to turn her head and look at him.

"You okay?" he asks with a smile on his swollen lips. "Lost you for a moment."

She nods and rolls so she's curled up next to Quinn. "You really like when I call you Cap," she teases him. His cheeks turn red. "It's fine, Quinn. You don't need to get all flustered about it. If it's your thing, then it's my thing too. I wouldn't mind doing that again. It showed me a whole new side of you that I think I like."

"Yeah?"

"Mhm."

"Then we might have to do that again," Quinn tells her. "But please. For the love of everything, do not call me Cap or Captain around the team. It's going to take me a second to get over tonight, or get used to those words leaving your mouth."

She giggles and throws her leg over his waist so she's laying on his chest. "You say the word and I'll start using your nickname," she tells him. "Cap."

Quinn rolls his eyes, but she knows he loves it.

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His special woman

"I'm so sorry I can't be with you tonight mi amor..but you know that you're the most important woman in my life" Pablo said on face time while you smiled blushing and nodding your head.

He was traveling to show support to his team that is experiencing a really hard season since Xavi announced he's leaving. You of course understood that Gavi was the heart of the team, but seeing other women with their partners made you sad that he's not here with you.

The bell rang and you ran to open with Pablo still on your phone screen smirking to himself. You were shocked to see a big bouquet of flowers standing in front of your door with a little letter attached.

"Amor..these are so beautiful" you say showing it to him and he nods telling you to bring them inside and open the note.

"Read it to me guapa.." he said and you blushed placing the basket on the kitchen counter before opening little pink envelope.

"Happy international women's day to mi amor precioso. I love you with all my heart and you're my special woman." you read with red cheeks smiling at him and sending him kisses he pretended to catch on the other side.

y.n.bebe

amore mio❤️

comentarios:

pablogavi:❤️

mikkykiemeney:😍

pablogavihater: he's not even with his woman for march 8th..so much love 😂😂

y.n.fake.account: she's getting flowers but not his attention cause he prob with other girls!

lola.bb: yeah with me ;))

y.n.queen: keep dreaming! 😂

y.n.pablo.gavi: people are so mean 🥺 pablo bought her flowers! leave them alone!!

gavi.pablo: all players were with their women today but Pablo didn't even go to see her after training lololol

You read comments sadly looking at the flowers hating the fact that they made you doubt your relationship. It was just so hard...when everyone hates..and then that girl saying Pablo is with her..you were guilty enough to check her profile.

Pablo was seeing the same comments and knowing what an over thinker his girl is, he immediately changed his plans with the boys.

"I'm sorry, míster. But something important came up..I will travel tomorrow and be there for the game? Bueno?" he said and the man understood already having other players do the same in order to spend the day with their wives. Xavi admired Gavi for treating his girlfriend like so.

You were just about ready to make yourself some dinner when a loud knock startled you. You opened shocked to see Pablo standing there in his suit...this man owns your heart!

"P..Pablo? Pero how are you here?" you mumble and he grabbed your face kissing your lips passionately.

"Get ready, and let's shut them all up amor" he said and you smiled knowing what he was talking about. He wanted to prove them all wrong and stick besides you.

"Pero..your trip?" you say unsure if this was a smart thing to do.

"I'll travel tomorrow morning..but tonight I'm with my special woman" he said and those words had your heart melting..how could anyone say no to that!?

"Don't worry, I'll get changed fast" you say and he smiled nodding and walking in to wait for you dolling up just for him. He smiled at the big bouquet of flowers you organized all around your shared apartment.

"Amor! Can you zip me up please?" you call from the bedroom and he smirked walking in and gasping at how breathtaking you looked right now..he was the luckiest man on eart!

"Ready to go princesa mia?" he said and you smile nodding and grabbing his hand. You went to one of your favorite restaurants in Barcelona, obviously "having reservation" because of who he is. He was Barca golden boy after all and that had it's perks.

"All of this because you wanted to shut up the haters.." you say holding his hands while waiting for desert really having enjoyed the entire night.

"No..to be with my special woman..and yeah to shut them all up because I love you more than anyone in this world..and nobody should questions that!" he said and you smiled brining your hands closer together and kissing his which made him blush.

pablogavi

Tonight is reserved for my special woman. Happy March 8th mi vida!

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ferminlopez_: she stole you from me hermano🥺

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fermin.gavi.fans: jealous fermin!!!

gavifans: THE BEST at shutting up HATERS!

y.n.princesa: she's the luckiest girl on eart!

pablogavi: I'm the luckiest guy

y.n.princesa: OMG😳😳😳👀

"Te amo muchisimo mi chico" you say in bed while the two of you cuddled ready to fall asleep.

"Yo te amo mas mi vida. You will always be my special woman" he said kissing your head and you smile nodding your head and holding your on top of his heart feeling it beat fast knowing he was speaking only the truth.

[holmesianlove]

Chapter 10 - Kitten

Sherlock stormed into the lab as usual with all the confidence of a man who owned the place.

“Molly. Good, you’re here. I need to see the body. It's imperative that we do it as quickly as possible. I have suspicions about new bruising and you know how time is of the—“ Sherlock froze and blinked at the sight in front of him.

“Oh, hello Sherlock, John. Lovely to see you both,” Molly said brightly.

John also froze and looked at the desk where Molly was working. Her hair was in a mess, a knot clasped violently with a clip and almost as much hair falling out of it. She was typing away at the computer, her desk covered in papers. On top of the papers, though - and the cause of their staring - was a small ginger kitten padding up and down over her work. As they stared, it found a pencil to paw at.

“Ah… Molly…?” John began, looking up at Sherlock and back at the bench. Sherlock looked deeply offended.

Molly had paused to take a sandwich out of her mouth when she first spoke to them but had already returned it back to its resting place in her mouth, as she typed furiously again. “Hmmm?” she asked, not even looking up at them.

“Cat,” Sherlock spat out.

Molly lifted the sandwich out again. “Sorry?”

“You have a cat,” Sherlock said stiffly.

“Oh yes, this is Milo. Say hello, Milo,” she said to the animal, which only seemed to offend Sherlock more. The kitten meowed back appropriately.

“Molly, this is a lab,“ Sherlock said with a frown.

“So?” She laughed, abandoning her sandwich to the plate this time.

“Well, there’s… certain levels of hygiene that should be… should be…” Sherlock didn’t really have a good answer for her and looked to John for support.

“Sherlock, everyone here’s dead except for me. I'm fairly certain it's not going to cross contaminate or anything is it?” She laughed at him.

“The cat’s walking all over your paperwork. What about your filing system?” He tried instead.

“What about it, Sherlock?” She looked over at him and he was clearly beside himself. “You can't seriously be worried about a kitten?

“Well now I've lost my train of thought,” he sighed in frustration, watching the cat bite at some papers and spin around to tackle the pencil again.

“Do you not like cats, Sherlock?” Molly asked, mildly horrified.

“They’re dreadful creatures. They have no respect for human emotions, or personal boundaries. They can ignore the people close to them for days on end,” he scoffed angrily.

“Sounds familiar,” John mumbled.

“Excuse you?” Sherlock turned to look at him, wounded that his partner was not agreeing with him.

“Pretty sure that's the criteria you gave me before I moved in,” John reminded him.

Molly giggled. “I think you might be right, John.”

“Yes, I think you are, indeed, like a big cat, Sherlock. And you always curl up on the couch in funny positions… run around restlessly in the middle of the night...” John continued, starting to enjoy himself.

“You actually are very like a cat,” Molly agreed.

“Shut up,” Sherlock huffed, no quick retort ready to hand. “I was here for actual work.”

“Yes, yes. You wanted to see a body? Is this about the man with four wives?” Molly checked.

“Three wives… and a husband,” John pointed out.

Sherlock didn't miss the fact that John was once again stuck on that point.

They began to follow Molly out of the lab to head to the other room with the bodies. Sherlock felt something tug on his pants, and looked down to find the kitten biting at the hem.

“Ugh, Molly,” he groaned.

She turned to see Milo, biting and pulling at his expensive suit pants leg and couldn’t help smirking, before putting on a stern face. “You wanted me to get the body out? You deal with the cat.”

Sherlock let out a frustrated sigh, bending down to pick it up so he could keep walking. Milo immediately leaped out of his hands, and onto the shoulder of his coat, startling him. John snorted at the expression on Sherlock’s face. He looked mortified, horrified as the cat crawled along his shoulder and then up over the lapel to find a position between his coat collar and his curls, snuggling against his neck.

John suddenly blushed and was surprised by his reaction. He wasn't sure why, but the cat looked so comfortable snuggled against his flatmate. It seemed to be a cozy position that gave the kitten great satisfaction. Sherlock always seemed like such an uncomfortable being. He didn't seem like someone who would like to be cuddled, or enjoy affection. He didn't like attention from what John had seen. Never had dates over, never mentioned going on them. Was he asexual? Aromantic? Just generally disinterested? John had given up asking after the one attempt he had made to gauge Sherlock’s relationship status. The man certainly seemed oblivious to any of Molly’s advances, in any case. And he always mocked people in relationships when it came up on cases, or seemed to not understand the intricacies of them. John was always having to fill in the gaps for him.

And yet this cat had cuddled right against him. No hesitation. And suddenly, John kind of wished, just for a moment, that he was the kind of friend that Sherlock would like to cuddle up to.

“Do you need any assistance?” John asked.

“No, I suppose he can just stay there now,” Sherlock asserted.

“Oh, look! How adorable, he loves you already!” Molly exclaimed as she looked over to see what had happened.

“Yes, well it's quite a nuisance that he's making of himself,” Sherlock grumbled.

“Oh, you like it,” Molly scoffed.

“It's like a little massage gun that's purring against my neck,” he scoffed back at her.

“People pay good money for those massage guns,” Molly commented.

Again, John blushed at the idea. What was all that about all of a sudden?

“Yes. Well, that was all very cute,” Sherlock said to the kitten, “but I have work to do.” He tried to remove it and put it on the ground again. Milo meowed in the most adorable little cry and padded along behind Sherlock as he moved forward again.

Once they were all in place, Molly unzipped the body bag and Sherlock pushed forward impatiently. He grabbed gloves from the nearby container and snapped them on, leaning in to start taking note of the body. As he was looking, the kitten clawed its way up his pants leg, then onto his coat, to get back up to his position against Sherlock’s neck. Even from a couple of feet away John could hear the purring, like a little engine. He smiled, covering his mouth to stop himself from laughing aloud, afraid of embarrassing Sherlock. The kitten was struggling to balance while Sherlock leaned over the body, desperately shuffling, and adjusting its weight to stay perched there. It was irritating Sherlock to no end. He kept trying to flick it angry glances, but hidden under his chin, he couldn’t level the right amount of irritation at it.

“Why don't I do this and you can direct and observe?” John suggested.

“Fine,” Sherlock announced angrily, stepping back and snapping his gloves off throwing them into the nearby bin. He folded his arms across his body in absolute defeat and fury.

John grabbed some fresh gloves and took over, moving the victim’s arm to lift it and look at his ribs. “You're right, Sherlock, there's fresh bruising here that wasn't there the other day,” John said. “Just as you thought.” He looked up and couldn’t help smiling at the scene before him. Sherlock, looking like an aloof security guard, but with an adorable orange kitten nestled and purring under his ear, eyes closed in absolute ecstasy.

“I have to think about all of this, Molly. Can we get photos please?” Sherlock asked.

“Oh, yes, certainly.” She moved to the side and got a camera and then started taking some photos. “Um… actually… I was going to ask… if I saw you… if you would like to maybe come to my Christmas party?” She stumbled over the words awkwardly.

“Oh, we already have a couple of Christmas events,” Sherlock said absently, not making eye contact.

John gave him a stern look. “Didn't think there was anything going on. When is it?” John asked her.

“Next Saturday night?” She asked, her face lighting up.

“I’m sure we can make that work,” he agreed. “Can't we Sherlock?”

“Fine. Send me the details,” he grumped as he started to walk out of the lab.

“Ah… Sherlock?” John called after him.

“What?” Sherlock turned around to find Molly and John watching him expectantly.

“You can pack that up for us, can't you, Molly?” he said, assuming he was in trouble for leaving without cleaning up.

“No… ah…” Molly stuttered out.

“Sherlock, just…” John tried. Sherlock was clearly oblivious.

“What, John?” He asked in annoyance.

John sighed, removing his gloves as he walked over to Sherlock, grabbed the kitten from its position against Sherlock's neck and gave him a look. He walked it back over to Molly. “Sorry, Molly,” he said, handing Milo to her.

Sherlock, who now felt slightly embarrassed and affronted at the error, left the lab in a huff.

“Thanks John,” she said with a little smile. “Doesn't like cats,” she mumbled under her breath.

“Oh, he says that about a lot of things,” John said. “But we know his bark is always worse than his bite. I think he quite enjoyed that kitten cuddle. Milo is very cute, Molly.”

She giggled. “Thank you,” she said sweetly, as John left to find his sulking detective.

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Thanks @notjustamumj for the prompt list

This one is for @phoenix27884 today. You know which kitten this is. His name’s been changed for anonymity 🤭

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[baurbiediv]

Hiii i saw you’re taking requests rn :)

Reade is in the family suit watching the game and suddenly doesnt feel good and coughs blood and then passes out. The other gf and wives (they love reader) trying to help. Maybe she has a cerebral hemorrhage and is rushed to the hospital. They cant get a hold of joey at first amd reader is scared and only sees him after surgery

sweet nothing

PAIRING ➔ joe burrow x gf!reader

WARNINGS ➔ mentions of blood, passing out, fainting & hospitalization (do not read if topic is sensitive to you! i am not forcing you to read this story!)

SYNOPSIS ➔ everything seems to not be going to well with y/n, what happens when joe can’t reach her?

A/N ➔ i had to change some stuff around (sorry anon!!!!) + if this is a triggering topic, please do not read for your own well-being! i also tried to do as much research as i could for this one, so please if there are any mistakes, do not hesitate to let me know!

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usually you’d been excited for game days, except this time, it felt different.

you’d woke up that morning feeling incredibly groggy and exhausted, but you kept it pushing since you didn’t want make joe nervous.

it was the biggest game of the season, the AFC championship. joe had been pushing himself for this game and you were undoubtedly behind him for every single step.

you observed how hard he worked, even in the times he was so sore he could barely move, he wanted to be out there with his team and make them proud.

the clock read 8:45 am, just barely missing the alarm, you sat up and rubbed the slumber from your eyes and stretched.

looking back, joe, who was comfortably sleeping on his back and you watched the lazy sun just narrowly peeking through the blinds, hit his skin. getting up to get ready, you figured joe could use a little extra sleep so you let him sleep and left him to go to the bathroom.

usually when you got up in the morning, you weren’t sensitive to the lights at all really as they never affected you, but in that moment, you were oddly sensitive to them today.

carrying it with a grain of salt, you left the bathroom, the clock now reading 8:55 am, you approached the bed and ran a hand up and down joe’s back.

you laughed quietly seeing his face smushed into the pillow, before kissing his cheek, “wake up sleepyhead!” you whispered said as his eyes slowly opened.

a smile slowly etched onto his face, regularly he was a heavy sleeper, this time all it took was a kiss from you to wake him up, “good morning” he said, the rasp in voice very prominent.

you both smiled as you leaned back down and pressed a quick kiss to his lips.

you’d never admit it but you loved his morning voice, although you were almost sure joe knew that.

-

normally you two had never been this late leaving the house, but your body was against you today. you couldn’t pin point what was going on, but you hoped that it would stop soon. nothing like this had ever happened before, so why now?

once you arrived at the stadium, you turned and looked at joe, “now, i know i say this before every game day, but you know i love you. don’t get into your head too much, joey. you’ll do great, i know you will.” you told him as he smiled above you.

“thank you my love, i’ll try not to psych myself out”, he said which made you furrow your eyebrows and look at him, “okay, okay, i was joking! but i got it. i love you.” he said before leaning down and pressing a kiss to your forehead, you smiled and waved goodbye as he left to go practice.

you headed up to the family suite and were immediately met with the other wives and girlfriends of the other players, the first to approach you, was meggi.

you two had known each other for quite some time now and were excited to find out that your boyfriends would be playing on the same team.

you all sat down and caught up with each other, as if you didn’t do that any other day with them. time had passed by and eventually the game had begun and was already in its 2nd quarter.

but that wasn’t before you were hit with the most severe headache you’ve ever before felt something thick, trickling down your nose, blood.

kayla, who wasn’t standing too far from you, noticed you and she made her way towards you, “y/n, what’s going on?” she said, before grabbing a few napkins and helping you hold them towards your nose.

you shook your head as felt like you could barely speak, “i don’t know, one minute i’m perfectly fine, next thing i know my head is killing me and my nose is bleeding.”

you said before putting a hand on the back of your head, trying to relieve the pressure of the headache somehow. you thought you could physically feel your heart beating faster and directly out of your chest right now.

chassidy was helping you stand and at this point everyone was nervous, meggi & iris making calls down to medical assistance and even the team assistant in hopes for them to reach joe, but nothing was working and nobody was answering back.

-

the dimmed lights and cold air felt very foreign to you, somewhat uncomfortable, and making you unreasonably anxious.

the only thing that was even capable were the faint beeping of the monitors around you and the faint voices heard out in the hallway.

you did your best to make out the voices, but there was no luck. heading the door open, you slowly looked over seeing joe’s figure, you smiled, yet, his eyes were nearly bloodshot red and puffy.

you’d never been so confused as to why he was crying.

joe quickly hugged you, yet, he was careful. he wasn’t sure what was going on with the love of his life, he didn’t want to hurt her more than she already was.

“hi my love.” he said as you quickly hugged him back, that feeling of love coming back to you.

“hi joey, did you win the game?” you said, clearly oblivious to the major traumatic event that occurred.

joe softly pulled away from you allowing you to rest, he laughed tenderly as he wiped the few tears from his eyes that seemingly escaped without him noticing, “yes y/n we won.” he said, which made you slightly cheer.

“so what happened?” you asked him, he sighed before he looked down, “you had a cerebral hemorrhage y/n,” you started to remember everything from that entire morning. from the groggy feeling and the sensitivity, to the splitting headache, and finally the nose bleed.

“the doctors don’t know how it happened, they checked family history, they found nothing.” he said, you softly grabbed his hand, “i’m okay now though joey.” you smiled, he nodded in agreement.

“but i’m watching you with my every move y/n, you got that?” he said pointing to you, making a ridiculous face,

“yes sir burrow!” you said laughing.

-

sorry ab the shit ending 🙍🏽‍♀️

[redhatmeg]

This rewatch made me realize how the relationship between Hawkeye and his dad is a breath of fresh air. At first I couldn't quite put my finger on why is that, but now I know:

Generally when we have a story with a soldier, his loved one at home is a woman - either a mother or a wife. It's somewhat the same with men in 4077th: five characters have wives (Blake, Trapper, Burns, BJ and Potter; Blake and Trapper even fathered some daughters), Klinger has a girlfriend (that he later marries), Radar has a mother and even father Mulcahy has a "sister the sister".

Also we are used to seeing mostly father-son conflicts in fiction. Fathers who don't understand their sons, don't approve of their chosen paths or are emotionally staunted. This is trope suits to all genres - from fantasy, and war stories to sitcoms, dramas and crime fiction.

But Hawkeye is different. We hear something in earlier seasons about him having a sister and a mother, but the person he writes letters to is his dad. It's not just women - wives, mothers, sisters or daughters - who are missing their boys. It's also not just young sons who are missing their fathers, but also elderly fathers who miss their adult sons.

Moreover - there is some tenderness in those letters, sent from a loving son to a loving father. Even if their relationship back home wasn't the best, the situation where one of them had to go to war put it all into perspective.

And now we have a situation when Hawkeye's old man thinks that his son is dead. On the one hand Pierce Senior calls to BJ to learn how Hawkeye died and is probably devastated. On the other hand Hawkeye wants to contact him and put his father's mind at ease but everything seems to conspire against him. I remember that I felt sorry for Pierce's dad back then.

[hockeyboysimagines]

I know it’s a few days late, but any chance we can get a tiny Matt and Hallie winning the cup blurb? I miss them.

This is way late, but yes. I will always accept any suggestions about writing Matthew and Hallie. They are my whole heart🤍I hope you love this.

Hallie had never been more uncomfortable in her life as she shifted her weight in the seat, easing her way back down. The pressure in her legs and feet was immense, and the “comfy” leggings she’d opted to wear weren’t comfy at all, but they sure beat sitting in jeans for 60 minutes after she’d given birth.

5:45

That was all that was left in game 7.

A wild rollercoaster this playoff series had been. With wins losses, and a brand new baby tkachuk born between games 6 and 7. Thomas and baby Lilly, who wasn’t the baby anymore were seated between Keith and Chantal, Taryn was holding the newest member of the family Joshua, who had come roaring into the world only 3 days prior, and Brady was sitting next to her. Hallie was exhausted, excited, nauseous, and she had to pee more than she’d ever had to in her life but nothing could pry her out of her seat at this moment. Watching Florida fall last summer in Vegas had been awful. The fallout from a hard fought series had been even worse, and the injury that Matthew had suffered has been a terrible start to the summer, and caused weeks of turmoil in their homes. The result at the end when the final buzzer went off would make it all worth it. She hoped.

She glanced at the clock.

1:00 left.

She felt someone bump her and she looked over the find Brady grinning. Wordlessly he reached for her hand, intertwining their fingers and gave it a squeeze.

“I’m so happy to have you here with us.” He said so that only she could hear.

If the result at the end of the game wasn’t going to bring her to tears, Brady definitely did. She felt like it was only a short bit ago that he’d wiped her tears, held her hand and promised to keep her secret about Lilly back in Calgary, every bit as loving as an uncle and brother in law could be, should be, and was. As the minutes ticked by, and the clock wound down she and Brady made their way to their feet, still holding hands.

5 4 3 2 1

Everyone in the suite started to scream including Thomas and Lilly, and Hallie felt hot tears streaming down her face as she watched sticks, helmets and gloves fly all over the ice and the benches clear.

He had done it. Her Matthew was a Stanley cup champion. Brady too was crying as they turned to eachother, fingers still entwined and each let out a strangled cry before they leaned in to hug.

“He did it!” Brady whisper yelled in her ear as he squeezed her tightly and they swayed on the spot. When he let her go he leaned down to accept Thomas’s high five “Up top buddy! Daddy won!”

“Does this mean you will win one next year?” Thomas asked with a big smile “Because if you don’t, daddy will make fun of you.”

The group around them laughed as Brady slapped the brim of Thomas’s hat, pushing it down over his eyes while he giggled and straightened himself out, turning to look up at Hallie. He reached forward and squeezed Hallie’s leg, big smile full of missing teeth. He looked so much like Matthew.

“Thomas look!” Keith called. Hallie glanced up to see them on the Jumbotron and Thomas started flapping his arms around and making a big fuss.

She accepted hugs from Keith and Chantal, the other wives and girlfriends, and finally Taryn who gave her one and handed Josh back, as he started to fuss.

Hallie pulled out a bottle and sat to feed him. Her legs and lower body were killing her and she desperately needed some sleep, but this was all worth it now. Her kids had gotten to see their dad win a Stanley cup. How cool was that? Well not Joshua because he slept through the whole thing, but when they talked about it years from now he would know he was there. She let out a breath and turned her eyes to the Jumbotron to watch the festivities down on the ice. Families weren’t allowed out there until the handshake line ended, and the cup was passed from player to player so she had time to get her thoughts together before then. Everything seemed blurry around her as she watched the cup get passed, waiting with baited breath as it got closer to Matthew. He’d done a lot of great things since she’d known him, but this accomplishment would take the cake. His achievements as a hockey player now matched his achievement of being a great father.

She felt a hand on her arm “Hey mama. They’re ready for us.” Chantal smoothed a piece of her hair and gave her shoulder a squeeze “Proud of you honey. You made this week even better by giving us another little angel.”

She smiled and closed her eyes with a nod, another tear running down her cheek. As Chantal helped her to her feet they began to gather their things and make their way out of the suite to the steps.

“Do you want me to take him back?” Taryn asked from behind her.

“No I got him but can you grab my bag please?” Taryn hitched it over he shoulder and fell instep behind her as they formed a line.

“Brady stand in front of her so she doesn’t fall. Be careful walking.” Keith commented motioning at the stairs as she made her way slowly down them, sliding against the wall to keep her balance while she couldn’t grab the railing. She could feel her phone buzzing in her jacket pocket and the texts from friends and probably Carly and Noah, who’d promised they’d be watching, but she would answer those later. Right now, she just needed to see Matthew.

People were everywhere on the ice as media, families and staff began to filter on to it. People were crying, yelling and celebrating. Kids ran to dads, girlfriends ran to boyfriends, parents congratulated their sons with proud tears in their eyes.

“Daddy!” Thomas exclaimed pointing.

Matthew turned and spotted them, smiling so wide Hallie thought his face might crack. Thomas hurried ahead of her, nearly falling as he reached him and she made her way gingerly across the ice with the rest of the family. He accepted hugs, congratulations, and pats on the back from all his family members until it was just her left after she passed Joshua to Chantal. He put a hand on either side of her face reached a thumb out to wipe a mascara streak away.

“Why are you crying?” He asked leaning down to look at her.

“I’m just so proud of you.”

“Be proud of you too. Without you, none of this would have happened. My life sucked before I met you, and look at us now.” He motioned over her shoulder and she turned “We have a beautiful house, three beautiful kids, 2 cats and a Stanley cup. And it’s all because you agreed to go out with me. We should put your name on this cup.”

She snorted out a laugh and wiped her nose “Well if you insist.” She reached forward and squeezed him as tightly as she could, eyes closing as she listened to the roar of the celebration behind them.

He ran a hand over her hair and was quiet a second before he said casually “So when do you want to have another baby?”

She whipped her head up and started laughing, wiping the wetness under her eyes “Funny guy. If I hadn’t just had one 4 days ago, I’d indulge you but tough luck.”

“Damn.”

“Maybe if you win one next season we can talk.”

He grinned and kissed the side of her head before turning to look at Brady “Your gonna be an uncle again bro.”

Brady looked Hallie up and down and frowned, confused “Wait-what? But you-what?���

“Nevermind. Come on, they wanna do pictures. Let’s get one without the cup first.”

The Tkachuk’s hustled in to crowd around Matthew as his teammates took turns taking pictures with the cup. To his right, Keith, Chantal, Thomas in front holding Matthew’s hand. To the left Brady, Taryn and Lilly. She held baby Joshua, and Matthew reached an arm around her and gave her a squeeze.

This was her family. A family she once didn’t even want to be a part of. Anyone who said good luck wasn’t real had never experienced it. She smiled softly as she turned back to the photographer.

“Alright Tkachuk’s. Smile!”

[fishsprout]

SPLATOON 3 NINTENDO DIRECT SIDE ORDER ITS HAPPENING ITS HAPPENING OH MY GOD

okay. analysis time

MY GIRL AAHHH SHES BACK!! okay SO. inkopolis square. but dead. its a bleached coral forest basically. there seems to be this sorta of,, electricity thing going on throughout the trailer that we can see on the lobby tower. overall looks dope as hell

WE HAVE THE FULL FIT!! FOR BOTH GENDERS!! okay first of all what are those ink tanks? sorta looks like those IV bags. same with the outfit,, the shoes sorta look like casts and the clothes look like some sort of sensory deprivation tank suit. a lot of medical vibes going on from the white color and everything. i love it

PEARL BOT! no questions about it, marina definitely made this for her (the wives :D) its interesting that pearl isn't actually there (marina isn't either, ill talk more about my theory later) but she can still talk to us through this robot. also love how marina added the sliding eyebrows to make it more expressive LMAO

i love how we can ride pearl bot as well. i think this will be an important feature, wonder if we can control her when this happens :O

okay what are these? i think the first one on the left is a mem cake, not really sure what the others are though

okay im seeing a theme of electricity and we can see in the background it sort of glitching, so i think side order might a simulation or something. the huge orb in the middle is definitely some fucked up zapfish (where you end the level im assuming), but its glitching and then a ton of the skeleton creatures come out of it

it looks like a ton of dead fish (dedf1sh...?),, we havent seen any octolings that you need to fight yet so these seem like the new enemies replacing them for side order. though i do wonder if we'll ever encounter an evil octoling (or inkling or salmonid, who knows) also are these an entire new species? or just some simulation creature

i also love how instead of ink, its the same electricity we've been seeing used to summon the weapons. this whole realms creation definitely has something to do with marina since its side order and its super technologically advanced

okay WOA numbers. definitely something marina would implement. i don't have much to say about this but yea, im loving the tech-y themes going on. it also seems like pearlbot is helping you fight these guys since she is shooting lasers at them. if she's sorta like small fry, i wonder if we will ever get to use her as a bomb, or if she is automatic

also its confirmed that the octoling is indeed agent 8! i was like 90% sure but im glad its definite

okay the biggest thing about this trailer, DEDF1SH!!!!!!!!!

"just another bystander who got sucked in." what sucked them in? my theory is that marina somehow trapped them in a simulation she made of a world thats orderly- maybe she made it after the final fest?or is this an already existing place? maybe some whirlpool was created after octo expansion and this place exists under inkopolis square?

SHE HAS A NAME!!! ACHT!!!! also i am so glad all of the fan theories were correct and she isn't evil, just still partially sanitized. i wonder if that will be a factor in the story? more dedf1sh lore?

her glasses are different! since she doesn't have the hypno shades anymore she prolly has much more awareness now since she isnt being brainwashed, though she is still sanitized- but i think the music is counteracting the effects of that since shes a dj and shes always wearing headphones

also why is her arm bandaged? what happened to her? also all this time i thought she was wearing a tshirt LMAO

i am a huge dedf1sh fan and i have quite a few theories about her, so i hope she is an important character in the story of side order and we get some backstory

ESPECIALLY ABOUT HER HISTORY WITH MARINA!! they are both djs so that probably is important, but i am really excited to learn more about them. i think marina mightve gone missing and we are looking for her too?

the color chips seem to be like, stat boosts? and also 8 started to gain color once you add them! its sorta like deep cut's colored fingers. wonder if this will be a new feature after the dlc! i loveee customization options

this seems to be the respawn animation which !?!?!? IS SO COOL!?!?!

i have no idea what this is but. oh my god. i am so excited for this. its happening.

[thefatedthoughtofyou]

Sweet Music Playing In The Dark (Be Still, My Foolish Heart) [ Part Four ]

[ Part 1 ] [ Part 2 ] [ Part 3 ]

{ I'm 100% not writing these in chronological order. I just write them as the ideas come and they don't come in order of the story. Just in moments inspired by the songs. Hopefully y'all still enjoy them!!! Cuz i really love this little story. Even though it's like a little patchwork quilt of a thing. 💛💙💛 }

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They've been together for a bit. Their relationship is still private. For the most part. But they're very publicly friends. Always together and laughing and adorable. But in private, they're dating. Taking it slow. Cuz touring life is bonkers and they're both busy writing and doing their music.

But Eddie starts seeing some shit from Steve's fans. Like, an oddly puritanical little sub group. That the other fans are always like "no thank you. Please don't associate with us OR steve please." And They've been posting things about eddie "corrupting" steve and saying shit like, "Eddie's making him go down a path he'd never choose on his own".

And that Eddie's a cult leader and indoctrinating steve. And some even say shit about robin and chrissy too. That they're like, Eddie's cult wives. And they sent him some of those comments and Chrissy was like,

"Robin's gagging. She loves you. But she's gagging." And Eddie laughs so hard he almost falls out of his chair. But he takes the comments and shows Steve.

Because he is not social media guy. He's never on there. And he reads some of them and just keeps frowning and frowning and eddie just curls into his side and is like,

"hey. Its okay. I don't care that they're saying that. I play up the cult thing. You know that." Steve did know that. Loved it. Bought Eddie a shirt that said "cult leader" on it. It's a pink crop top and Eddie adores it. It's his favorite shirt. But steve is like,

"some of these are really mean Ed's." Some of them even mentioned Nancy and how she was so good for steve and so pure and blah blah blah. Eddie snorts VERY loud at that, says,

"did they miss her cheating on you? Just ignoring that are they?" And steve frowns more, says,

"that was never really said publicly." And Eddie's takes his hand, laces their fingers together and says,

"People know Steve. They saw through her. Okay? Just like I did. Your real fans love you. And some of them even love me now." He says, cheeky glint in his eyes. And then he's smiling too, all big and sharp and Steve's like,

"i know that face... what are you planning?" And he's already almost smiling himself, knows its gonna be good. And eddie just wiggles his eyebrows, says,

"I had this idea... for a video. And the idea wasn't originally to have YOU in the video. But I've been thinking, since reading all that shit. That maybe we should have some fun." He leans closer, presses soft kisses to Steve's cheek, the corner of his mouth.

"What did you have in mind?" Steve asks, his eyes closing as he sighs into Eddie's soft touches. Eddie hums, kisses him again, nuzzles into his cheek and kisses down his neck. Pushes steve into his couch and tells him all about it.

~°~

What Eddie had in mind, was this. First, he, Steve, robin, and chrissy are all gonna be in the video. And the CC boys, playing in the background.

Eddie has a warehouse that he bought to make his videos, and others videos, and he does band photoshoots there sometimes. Has done several for Robin and Chrissy and a few for some other artists he's friends with. He loves doing weird little videos with just his friends.

So they go there, the set is literally just a ton of white cloth drapped everywhere. White on white on white. The band is playing all white instruments, the background is white velvet curtains.

Chrissy is in a beautiful white dress. Perfect and pristine, her hair all done with curls, her nails a pretty pearl. Robin's in a snug white suit. Waistcoat and all. Her hair slicked back.

Steve is in fancy white dress pants, a white tank under an open white shirt sleeved button down, Eddie let him do whatever he wanted with his hair, its neat and swoopy and perfect. The CC boys are all in matching white mechanic jumpsuits, white lines painted across their eyes.

Eddie had told them all the required colors and let them dress how they wanted. Told them what would be happening to the clothes too, so they knew.

And Eddie, he's in black skinny jeans, ripped at the knees, and is favorite pink crop top, CULT LEADER, printed in black across his chest in bold letters.

Steve can't take his eyes off him. Eddie makes his rounds, making sure everything is ready. And then walks up to Steve.

"You sure you wanna do this?" He asks, hands on Steve's hips as Chrissy and Robin lean against each other as they wait. Steve just stares at him, bites his lip, and nods.

"Yeah. Let's do this." His eyes are full of excitement and Eddie matches it, his cheeks dimpling as he nods.

They release the video a week later.

~°~

The video opens with Eddie and the band just silhouetted against the background. The music plays and the lights come up when Eddie claps twice and he starts singing, moving and jumping in place to the beat. And when he says,

"is this what you wanted?" The camera jump cuts to Steve and Robin and Chrissy all standing off to the side, stock still, looking a bit like they're in a trance as they answer,

"no!" Eddie sings,

"you want some more?" And they all turn in unison to look at him when they answer,

"yes" and then the lights go up even more, the bright white around them all, their clothes, the velvet, all of it seeming to shimmer as they dance around, moving closer and closer to Eddie as he sings. Eddie looks directly into the camera when he sings,

"who's keeping score?" And then the chorus hits and his attention is all on steve, his hand moving up Steve's neck as he sings,

"cuz youve got a taste now." And steve leans into his touch, looking helpless to it. Robin does the same to chrissy,  her and Eddie in synch as they draw in their partners, touching them and moving with them as Eddie sings about no one loving him like he loves him, steve smirking, his eyes closed, letting eddie touch and move him however he likes, and then Eddie sings,

"but you should've known, that this was gonna end in tears" and "blood" starts falling on them all, red stains blooming across the sea of white, all their clothes bleeding red as Eddie screams the next parts. Steve and the girls jumping and dancing and singing in the bloodrain, Eddie crooks his finger at steve when he sings,

"now come here and give me a hug" and steve saunters over, his hair dripping red as he falls into Eddie's arms. Eddie lowers him to the ground for the next part, his fingers moving and dancing across Steve's throat as he sings,

"i got my hands around your throat. I love way you choke." He dips down further, his lips brushing Steve's as he looks up at eddie, adoration in his eyes, both of them dripping blood as eddie sings,

"Cause i am yours and you are mine, I'll never let you go" right against Steve's lips, and Steve fucking arches into it, his palms flat on the gound.

Chrissy and Robin are fucking waltzing through the blood behind them, their feet kicking at the puddles of blood they glide through, moving across the "stage" as the camera pans after them, capturing the CC boys as well, all of them stained red, their instruments dripping and splashing as they play their hearts out. .

And then eddie is standing, singing the verse again as he moves his hands over steve, and Steve moves with his hands, like a puppet under Eddie's control, dancing and rolling in the blood on the floor. And then Eddie screams,

"GET THE FUCK UP" and steve is on his feet in an instant. Dancing and spinning through the guitar solo until it stops and he freezes, making like he's going to fall back to the floor before Eddie catches him in his arms.

Steve straightens, Eddie spins him and he and drapes himself over Eddie's back, Chrissy does the same to Robin behind them. Steve's hands moving over Eddie's chest and up his neck languidly, slow, with a purpose, dragging his hands through the blood thats covering them all now, Chrissy drops her head back onto Robin's shoulder as Robin tucks her arm loosly around her neck. Eddie stares straight at steve when he sings,

"nobody love you like i love you, oh my dear." And then they both drop their gazes to the camera, looking right at the audience as eddie sings and then screams,

"you should have known. This was gonna end in tears." Steve dropping his chin on Eddie's shoulder as he mirrors Robin's hold on Chrissy.

Eddie's voice goes quiet at the end, him and steve and the girls genlty swaying as the blood falling drenches them, their clothes and everything around them soaked a dark red now.

Eddie and Steve all tangled together just like Robin and Chrissy as the screen fades to black. And just before you loose sight of them all you can see them all laughing together right before Steve tightens his hold on Eddie's neck and pulls him into a kiss.

~°~

They release the video and all their fans go fucking NUTS. Partially because Eddie posted it and captioned it,

"hey. Me and my boyfriend made you guys something." And he puts a little kissy emoji. And everyone FREAKS out. And of course the purity people show up and start being like,

"see! See! His shirt even says it! He's a cult leader!" And people start saying steve looks drugged. Which eddie immediately shuts down and blocks them. But the CCboys go into the comments, cuz they're tired of it. They love steve, and eddie. And them together. And they're like,

"y'all realize they made this video BECAUSE of you nutballs right???" and chrissy and robin just respond to their comment with,

"right???" And like fifteen laughing emojis.

And steve and eddie just turn off their phones and eddie tugs steve into bed and they lay there, just breathing together. And steve nuzzles into his chest and smiles and says,

"at least most of the blood came out of your shirt." Eddie hums, moves his fingers into Steve's hair and says,

"i knew it would. Just a little darker now." He presses a kiss into Steve's hair too, for good measure. Steve wraps his arm tighter around eddie, cuddles closer, whispers,

"just like me." And kisses Eddie's chest as he laughs, tugs on Steve's hair so that Steve's looking up at him and says,

"just like you. Dark and corrupted. Just the way i like you." Eddie teases, both of them laughing into their kiss as Steve drapes himself over Eddie.

When they turn their phones back on they're met by several croped headlines sent to them, and marked up and memed, by Chrissy and Robin. Followed by a text that says,

"congratulations on the big gay announcement! Thanks for letting us be a part of it!" Followed by every single heart emoji they could find and a few edits of themselves with hearts for eyes.

They laugh so hard steve snorts into Eddie's shoulder and eddie almost chokes on the chocolate chip pancakes steve had made him.

Eddie had corrupted him into making breakfast in bed. If only his fans fucking knew.

[kamwilliamsonn]

"I just don't understand!" - Karen Carney (part one)

Kaz and y/n have to deal with y/n's sister getting pregnant while their IVF continues to fail.

Again. It was a negative again.

A tear slid down y/n's cheek as she stood in the bathroom, the pregnancy test facing the ceiling now, not pregnant, again.

Karen was due home any moment now, and y/n didn't want her to find out it has failed by finding her sat on the toilet crying, so she cleared everything away and went to the kitchen to start a cup of tea.

When Karen got home, she called out for her wife. "Y/n, my love, I'm home!"

"in the kitchen, I'm making a cuppa." Y/n stated, all sadness washing away for a split second when her wives arms circled around her waist and pulled her in against her chest.

"I missed you today. Everything is boring without you." She mumbled, placing soft kisses on y/n's neck from behind.

When the kettle finished boiling, Karen stepped away to finish making the tea for her wife, leaving y/n watching her with careful eyes.

"Babe.." y/n started slowly. "I did a test today.." If it wasn't for the sadness lacing her wives words, Kaz may have held a little bit of hope. Instead she finished the tea's in silence before turning around to face the other.

"That's okay." She muttered, pulling y/n into a tight hug and allowing her to let out a soft cry. "There's always next time, and the time after that. We won't stop trying okay. I want a baby with you. I don't care how long it takes."

But life really likes to kick you in the teeth.

The couple were out to dinner with y/n's mother, father, younger sister and her fiancé, when the her sister suddenly stood up. She cleared her throat and brought the attention to herself. "There was a reason we asked to have dinner tonight.." She started looking at her fiancé. "And that's because we're pregnant. We weren't really trying, it just happened and we're really excited." The two had no idea of the troubles that y/n and Kaz were facing, maybe if they did they'd have been more gentle with it.

Her eyes met her older sister's, craving her validation as she always had growing up, and y/n couldn't let her down. She let a fake smile grow on her face and tried to act as happy as she could. "I'm so happy for you, I'm expecting to be godmother, I don't care if I'm already the aunt."

"Of course." Her sister grinned happily.

For the rest of dinner, Karen kept her hand planted firmly on her wife's thigh, as y/n kept the fake smile plastered to her face.

It wasn't until they actually made it home that the smile dropped. Y/n's bottom lip began to wobble as her eyes glassed over.

"Come on, let's get you inside, my love." Karen spoke, wrapping her arm around y/n's waist and bringing her upstairs to their bedroom.

The tears let go then.

She broke down into sobs, backing against the wall and slowly sliding down it.

Kaz walked over to her and pulled off her high heels, before getting her out of the red dress she'd been wearing. She helped her get changed into a pair of shorts and one of her own Chelsea jersey's from the year prior, the year of her retirement.

Once she was sure you'd be more comfortable, she pulled you up into her arms, whispering sweet nothings into her ear until the cries became silent whimpers.

"I just don't understand!" Y/n whispered into the air, cutting through the silence that overtook them. "I do everything I'm supposed to, Kaz, why isn't it enough."

Karen sighed softly, letting y/n pull at the hem of the jumper she'd been wearing on top of her button up as she thought of what to say next.

"I don't know, sweetheart, I wish I had all of the answers and I wish that you didn't have to feel what you feel anymore, but I don't. All I can say is that you are the most perfect person ever, and one day, you will have our baby growing inside of you, and you'll somehow be more perfect than ever."

"I love you, Karen Carney-y/l/n."

"I love you too y/n Carney-y/l/n."

Karen fell asleep that night in suit trousers and a button up, it was arguably the worst sleep she'd had in ages, the clothes not comfortable in the slightest.

But with her wife pulled up into her arms, laying on her chest, she didn't care how uncomfortable she was. She had you, and that was all that mattered.

[axailslink]

(Series idea maybe) What if Shuri and Riri were in a relationship and were looking for a third (the reader) just to spice up their sex life. Only for them to slowly want to make her an addition to their actual relationship outside of just sex. It’s like a slow burn type beat idk I hope this made sense 😭

Shuri Udaku and Riri Williams

Shuriri x poc FEM reader

A/n: I love writing for my two wives but this takes the cake because my polyamorous ass feels so included. (Also bruh tell me why there are heels that are like 795 dollars...I would never.) Sadly this will not have that slow burn feeling because I don't want to have to write a part 2 I have plenty of those that need to be done already.

Summary: Shuri and Riri have been looking for something different and you're just the right kind of different.

Snippet from the fic: “ "Riri grabs her hand and shakes it as if to get her point across more "not only can she leave me speechless she put you in your place last night and to top it off she cooking breakfast. If we can't marry her can we at least fuck her again?" ”

Shuri pulls out Riri's seat for her as she sits and Shuri sits across from her. The dinner goes as usual except they just can't keep their eyes off you, the beautiful woman sitting alone in a five-star restaurant. At first, they only speak with their eyes as they stare you up and down Riri's the first to break the silence "she's alone" Shuri nods "she's been alone since we came in...think she's waiting on someone?" Riri stares you up and down taking in everything from your red bottom heels to your black skin tights dress and then to your watch. "I don't like to assume but she is definitely waiting for a sugar daddy...or mommy" Shuri laughs and that catches your attention you glance over at the table next to your own and catch both of their glances. You smile sweetly and sip your drink without letting your gaze leave either one of them for too long. You eye Riri first taking in her form in her dress before smiling and turning your attention to Shuri who's wearing a black suit you smile at them both it's cute short as you return your attention to your drink. Shuri glances at Riri as she thinks out loud "we talked recently about how we wanted something different in the bedroom. I don't know what it is but...she's different." Riri nods as she continues to stare at you but you pay them both no mind as you look over the menu and cross your legs. You can't lie and say you're not wondering what they both look like naked because that's all you're thinking of when a man walks over and smiles at you. "Are you here to take my order?" He just laughs cockily and you immediately get an ick that makes your skin crawl "no" before he can ask his intended question you turn your attention back to your menu "no? I didn't even get to a-" "no" you give this man the most piercing stare and smile "fuck. No" he makes a face of disgust as if he wasn't expecting such words to come from such a beautiful woman's mouth. "You ain't even all th-" you smile and sip your drink when a waiter comes over "sir if you continue bothering customers I'll have to ask to leave" You look at him and think for a moment "no he's fine actually he can have this table could I join another table?" You point to Riri and Shuri "those two and I'd like to pay for their meal" the man smiles politely "I don't think that's possible miss..." You cock your brow and sit up "think? Is it possible or not possible?" He shakes her head "I can make it work would you like me to guide you to your seat?" You shake your head "no thank you." You get up grab your wallet and drink as you make your way to their table with a slow but beautiful walk one that catches the gaze of many including Shuri and Riri. Riri looks over first before looking at Shuri "excuse me ladies do you mind if I sit? I hate being alone you two look like the perfect company." Shuri nods and Riri stutters to get her words out "n-not at all" you smile at her thinking she's cute before turning your attention back to Shuri as you sit in the chair legs crossed revealing the slit that's mid-thigh in your black long dress. you stare Shuri down and smile as you hum

"Shuri Udaku and Riri Williams two geniuses how does that work in bed?" You lean back in your chair glancing at them both "I bet she makes you a moaning mess-" you point to Riri but then turn back to Shuri "or is it the other way around?" Shuri smiles at your interest in their sex life "would you like to find out?" you laugh as you lean back you don't verbally answer instead you stare at Shuri and stir your drink. Riri is staring at you hard right now waiting for an answer waiting for the invite both of them need "well...my house does get cold with the kind of weather we're having. Are you two searching for an invitation?" Riri can't stop the smile that spreads on her face.

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Shuri and Riri are obviously a bit skeptical about you they don't know you but all those worries are tossed out the window when you invite them into your home. As soon as the door is shut and locked you're pulling Shuri by her blazer and Riri by her hand up the stairs behind you. you waste no time when you're finally in your room "I'm a very important woman you will speak of "this" to no one understood?" Shuri raises a brow and Riri nods immediately wishing you will shut up and just kiss her already her wishes are instantly filled when you pull her to you and plant a soft kiss on her lips. you smile while Shuri watches the way Riri folds underneath your touch even one as soft as the one she's just received but the whimper that leaves her lips doesn't go unnoticed. "Riri" Riri nods as she looks at you and you know right now that you have her attention all of it so you finally give her a kiss worth waiting for and it's nothing like the one she recirved a moment ago her hands are quick to roam your body while you're still holding onto Shuri by her blazer keeping her close. Shuri watches intently something like this would usually piss her off but it's doing nothing of the sort it's making her jealous and not in the "get your hands off my girl' jealous more of the "where the fuck is my attention?" When you finally pull away from Riri your eyes stay glued to her for a moment not able to tear them from her not while she's looking up at you the way she is but Shuri tears your gaze from her when her tattooed hand grabs your face firmly. you stare at her loving the way her expression is cold and degrading as she looks at you but you don't just give in you smile at her as you carefully unbutton her blazer "jealousy is a great look on you sadly I enjoy when one waits their turn." your hands pause as her blazer is undone and you pull away turning your attention back to Riri this time she doesn't wait for you to initiate the kiss she instead pulls you to her by your waist and leans up pressing a firm kiss to your lips.

The kiss is long and makes you gasp for air sometime in between she unzips your dress letting it loosen around your figure and you feel Shuri's cold hands gently guide the straps from your shoulders. The dress easily glides down your body and so do Shuri's hands as they trace behind it her hands crawl over your naked chest cupping your breast "your girlfriend is impatient" you mumble as you pull away from Riri. Riri smiles in return "so am I" you watch as Riri gets on her knees in front of you. She carefully grabs your foot taking off the heel while Shuri hooks her fingers into your underwear gently and slowly pulling them down.

you're so used to being the one giving all of the attention to the other when it comes to something so intimate so to be felt up like this is something different it's something you're not used to. you close your eyes as the two fully undress you before leading you to the bed.

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When both Shuri and Riri wake they're met with an empty bed but the smell of food pulls them both downstairs you set a plate of steak and eggs on the island. Your current state has them both wondering what the hell happened to the high and confident y/n they'd met last night? there is no sign of her now as you're standing in your bonnet, undergarments, and fuzzy slippers. "you two hungry?" Shuri and Riri share a glance before Shuri speaks "for breakfast or..?" Riri nods "yeah what she asked" you laugh and shake your head "breakfast."

The two women can't help but ogle at you as you cook them up some breakfast they share a whisper conversation in-between "you know we've got to marry her?" Riri whispers first and Shuri laughs "what?" Riri grabs her hand and shakes it as if to get her point across more "not only can she leave me speechless she put you in your place last night and to top it off she cooking breakfast. If we can't marry her can we at least fuck her again?" Shuri bursts into laughter as you place a plate in front of them both. "I have to leave in about two hours I have a meeting" you mumble as you sit in your plush felt chair with crossed legs and eat. you try not to stare at them but you can feel both of their stares on you already so you glance up "is something wrong with the food?" Both women shake their heads no "no the food is good."

you're finally in the process of getting dressed when Shuri speaks "we've got a flight to catch later and Riri is hellbent on having me ask if you'll join us in Wakanda. I could show you some of the sights Riri wants to show you the lab." you pull your slacks on and smile at her. "Join you? If you want to date me you should make that clear." Riri walks over to stop the strap-measuring contest before it starts "yeah we want to date you" you stare Shuri up and down "I know you want to date me Riri but what about you Shuri? Is that why you want me to visit you in Wakanda?" Shuri smiles as she glances at your lips "I date to marry." Riri watches this little interaction and checks her phone "Oh my God Shuri just say yes she's not giving up." Shuri shushes her as you continue staring at her "you don't have to answer because I want to date you both and like you said I date to marry." Shuri smiles but before she can back up you plant a soft kiss on her lips causing her smile to grow wider she turns around quickly and you laugh at the sudden shyness. Riri rolls her eyes "awn you jealous?" Riri shrugs "I ain't jealous but I mean it is a bit unfair she gets a kiss and I'm just sitting here looking a-" you don't let her finish as you peck her lips softly "we good?" she nods "mhm."

After everyone had had the chance to her dressed you usher both of the women out of your house and lock it up as you're heading towards the car both watch "I'll catch you both at the airport." Shuri smiles and Riri shakes her head as she watches you get in your car "damn." Riri shakes her head and laughs as she starts the car "we should have made her breakfast."

A/n: If yall only knew how old this request was like damn it ain't even funny but I was procrastinating about this one so much. I hate writing Shuriri fics truthfully because there's just too much going on however I love shuriri x reader too much to not write it.

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Killing Stalking AU:

Okay when I read Killing/stalking I was a bit disapointed. Too much killing not enough stalking -_-

And so Imagine Luo Binghe who is a serial killer instead of wives it's girlfriends and instead of marrying them he kills them. And Shen Yuan, who bought the apartment just to observe such a thing ends up obsessed he calls the victims 'wives' till death do they part, and he has an obsession with the seriel killer.

Like bordering on gay but he's still in denial.

Already he has a list of all the names of the girls, Ning Yingying was the first and now he's up to Qui Haitang, already he counted that Luo BInghe was accumilating an anti-harem.

Shen Yuans room is FULL of photos, clothes, even HAIR of Binghe as well as Luo Binghe in a apron, bloody and cleaning up his mess.

Shen Yuan loved him. Quircks and all.

But he wasn't stupid, not only was the evidence of Binghe's crimes in this room, footage and videos of girls going into Luo Binghes house then NEVER returning, wanted posters and last places they were timed perfectly. A little plushie doll of Luo Binghe as well in a corner. But he also hid evidence around the city, places with his name on it, most were holding his anime stuff but after the first five lockers the rest were filled with nothing but Binghe's crimes. He never went back to the old ones, to obvious instead he would pay for a new locker and fill that one up.

NSFW undercut

And Sy whose still in the closet probably thought it was normal to react, esp seeing the stallion having sex with the women in his bedroom, with his camera Shen Yuan could see everything.

At one point it even felt like Luo Binghe looked up and locked eyes with him, it made Shen Yuans breath hitch. It wasn't possible, it was dark, lights out, and Shen Yuan shivered palming himself, so hard it was the point of pain.

And this was when he decided to get closer.

Shen Yuan wears a disguise, Luo Binghe didn't like men, only women. So Shen Yuan wears a wig, with a hat and glasses and actually nice clothes. He dresses nicer as a women than he would as himself, in just sweats and loose jumpers.

He sits at a cafe and watches a girl on Luo Binghes arm Wife #32 Shen Yuan couldn't believe he was sitting right next to them.

And each time he would get closer, changing his looks, and disguise, practically listening in. Listen to the lies Luo Binghe would say, his favourite colour? Song? Movie?

Shen Yuan saw into his house, he knew what Luo Binghes interests were better than these wives.

He got too close once, when a wife dropped her wallet, he picked it up.

"Excuse me?"

She turned with a sneer on her face, that was usually how people reacted to Shen Yuan, like he was gross. He knew he would look alright with decent clothes hair cut, but he had that attention before, he didn't want it again.

But seeing it was just a small girl with a face mask pacing her her wallet with kind eyes, the sneer fell away into surprise.

"Oh my gosh! Thank you!"

"It's no problem, I understand the stress of losing your credit cards and having to cancel them and start over- I'm overally clumsy like that aha."

Luo Binghe was staring at him, and Shen Yuan couldn't help but shiver at the attention.

At that moment thats when Shen Yuan realised something, back in the comfort of his home. He may actually like Luo Binghe...

well...it's just Luo Binghe, right? maybe he's just bi and only likes him?

Either way, he kept skirting around him, until the wife inevitably died and he sat at the cafe, waiting for Binghe with his next fiance-

"Hello, miss. I thought I'd find you here."

Shen Yuan held back a flinch as he glanced up, "Ah hello there, I kinda recognise you," Shen Yuan leaned closer as Luo Binghe sat down before him but internally he was freaking out.

Was he wearing the same disguises over and over!?

Did Luo Binghe figure him out!?!?!?

"My names Luo Binghe, and you are?"

"Um," Quick think of a name! "Xiao Gongzhu."

"Little palace mistress? Hmm suits you."

Like hell it does! But that was the only thing he could think off!

"I was just wondering," Luo Binghe looked bashful, and it broke Shen Yuan out of his thoughts, he looked so boyish it was cute.

"Could we trade numbers?"

What? He killed Wife #32 already? wait- was Luo Binghe seriously seeing Shen Yuan as a potential wife!?

This was bad- it was going to mess up Luo Binghes streak! He was the protagonist, he couldn't mess up because he was accidently tricked by a man!

Also the not-dying thing would be great and if Shen Yuan didn't go back to his apartment and pay rent then the landlord will come in and SEE all of his evidence, Binghe would go to jail!

"Uh yeah sure- I mean yes!" Shen Yuan spoke then grimaced at how flustered he was, even so he still couldn't believe it- Binghe's number!

Luo Binghe hummed "Hmm I'll put you as Princess, if thats okay I like giving pretty girls like you pet names. You can think of a name for me too."

"Hmm, I like Bingpup, you're like a cute puppy who deserves head pats!" Shen Yuan spoke and saw Luo Binghe's smile stiffened.

Shen Yuan immedietly preened aha thats right! Luo Binghe hates being called dog or mutt! He found out that Luo Binghe had an awful teacher who would call him that in school! He found that out by waiting for Binghe to take wife #16 on a date and bugged his house!

When they were getting intimate after their pillow talk Luo Binghe admitted such a sad thing.

Because wife#16 called him a good puppy during foreplay, and when she said she'd never do it again he agreed and said she won't then straggled her. Shen Yuan listened to that footage over and over again.

When Luo Binghe stood up, Shen Yuan giggled "Oh and one more thing." He stood up too, flipping his hair over his shoulder.

"If you think you can take me as the next wife, you can forget it."

Luo Binghe paused looking confused, "I'm sorry?"

"I know your type, playboy. You have a fiance wine and dine, but after the first night your the type to believe in death do us part." Shen Yuan emphansised the smile on Luo Binghe's face faded. "This is amazing, the Luo Binghe! I'm such a huge fan," Shen Yuan kept his voice low, so the other patrons at the cafe wouldn't here. "I actually liked Liu Mingyan, such a good girl she knew martial arts as well. Pity, but I don't plan to be accumulated into your 'harem' I don't like to share. No, I prefer to watch."

Luo Binghe eyes narrowed, "Do you think it's a good idea to be telling me this?" Shen Yuan looked at him with pity, "I can't help it, your so cute and I didn't want to lie to that face when I turned you down. it's not any of Binghe's fault, I just genuinly like to watch, if we cross that step I'm afraid I'll have to die of shame." Before he left he also glanced back, "Oh, and I'm a collector by the way, I have evidence all around Shang hai completely hidden unless I mysteriously disapear, someone is bound to find everything. See you around, Husband."

Shen Yuan flaunced away, knowing he was being followed, thank GOD for public bathrooms, he walked in, immedielty removing his wig, hoodie and skirt and pulling on his baggy and drabby clothes, and oiled up his hair to look more greasy and gross espeically from wearing a wig, he dumped the back in the bin and walked out, slouching and on his phone, he walked past Luo Binghe who stayed leaning against pillar waiting for the 'women' to leave the bathroom.

Shen Yuan still didn't trust it, hailing a taxi and purposfully going the awkward way to get to his apartment. Even then he decided to back track and couch surf on his friends sofa instead, just to be safe.

Even so, when he recieved a text from Binghe, vaguely threating him, promising he'll find him and kill him, Shen Yuan shivered feeling his breathing hasten.

"You can try, Husband."

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So long story short, Liu Qingge is the policemen interogating his sisters mysterious death, finds Shen Yuan and believe him to be a victim of domestic abuse, and yeah both Luo Binghe AND Shen Yuan are playing cat and mouse the power imbalances keep changing, and at one point, Shen Yuan finds himself actually going on dates with Luo Binghe, even helping him take down a wife with his 'husband' it's such a rush. And for a moment even Luo Binghe felt affection for Shen Yuan and didn't care that it was revealed he was a guy, even started having some fucked up moments of his own, comparing Shen Yuan to his mother. Shen Yuan: Hello police? Theres a man with a milf kink send him to jail!

Even so theres honeymoon moments, SY actually spends a night in Binghes house but thats where it all goes wrong, SY is now a wife, he just doesn't die straight away, forced to being trapped in the kitchen dressed as a women and still playing their cat and mouse game as Luo Binghe is trying to force him to reveal his evidence, he claims he'll stay with Shen Yuan properlly if he does. And then SY at one point escapes the house, finds Liu Qingge and confesses everything and even gives him the keys to his apartment and the locations of the lockers with the evidence.

Luo Binghe finds him, says he saw SY with another man, had he grown bored with him?

Pretty much ends the same way as Killing Stalking both die in the end, Luo Binghe dying alone, and SY still thinking he's alive and is frazzled ends up going into on-going traffic.

-I think with the story it was supposed to end tragically, because neither were good people, but I just hated how the character in KS was reduced to an innocent uwu who was sexualised but didn't have a braincell- I would've preffered if there was some intellectual schemes, like KIRA VS L both smart people trying to one up the other and maybe just a hint of romance, delusion on both sides, Binghe finally seeing SY as his partner in literal crime but then because of jealousy ends up trying to kill SY after he's another Wife isn't he?

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Perhaps in a Dream

“Naruto…Naruto………Are you……. asleep?” Sasuke whispered to the Hokage leaning a little too heavily on his left shoulder. He was met by a snore and mumble that made him chuckle. “Seriously? Standing up?” He sighed. “Of course…You never have had a hard time getting to sleep, have you?”

Sasuke gazed over at the yellow moon just rising above the level of the Hokage’s estate with shadowy eyes. It cast his exhausted closest companion in a golden light. The glow suited him.

Wistfully, he breathed, “You don’t have a worry in the world right now. Heh. Why would you? You finally have it all: The job of your dreams, people who acknowledge and believe in you, a family, love.” His voice cracked at the word. “You just have so much love. Suppose it makes sense. You were this way even in our earliest missions. You showed compassion to the people who tried to kill you.”

“Even me. Even though I didn’t believe I deserved it. You shared your light with me and beat me out of that darkness. You were brighter than any of my fire-style. You made me-” A laugh escaped him, “...believe it.”

“Hrnghhhhmmmmmmm…. Believe it! …Y’know?” The sleeping Naruto interjected.

 “Now you speak?” Sasuke asked, baffled by Naruto’s near perfect timing.  He nudged Naruto with what remained of his left arm to make sure he was asleep, but when he didn’t get a response, he settled again. “It's .... been a while since I heard that one outta you…”

Sasuke's thoughts turned to Naruto shortly after he left the village on his path to redemption. There was a shift in Naruto then that only became more pronounced when the two of them married their wives, had children, and Naruto became Lord Uzumaki. “Why is that? Could it be you felt it too?” He wondered aloud, feeling regret hitting him like a poke to the forehead.

Sasuke’s worst enemy was himself. He had a tendency to jump to conclusions and he wasn’t sure if he was doing it then. Naruto was drooling on him though and he needed to move him. He stepped back just enough so he could use his right arm to gently cradle the Hokage as he lowered him to rest seated against the railing.

“Hn. Such a loser,” Sasuke grumbled, pacing around him to crouch instinctively to Naruto’s right. This way he could touch him.

He sucked his teeth at the intrusive thought. Why did Naruto of all people have this power over him? Of course, he couldn’t touch him; they were married men! They had families with children! 

Did that even matter? That just meant Sasuke was no longer the last of the Uchiha clan. He could focus on other things: like when Naruto’s head lolled over to the side to let out another loud open-mouthed snore and his chin rolled in a way that made him look like an oversized infant. Unflattering of an angle as it was, Sasuke only felt the uncomfortable warmth within him growing. Before him was the boy who never gave up on him because he shared his pain, the teen who fought for him when no one else would, the young man who gave him the space to seek out himself in the world, and the Hokage who still loved him with everything he had. Sasuke loved him too. He pressed his fist to Naruto’s chest and wordlessly, he was connected to him by a force only tangible to the two of them.

“Idiot,” was the only word Sasuke could muster and though he didn’t speak another word, he was sure Naruto, even asleep, got his message, “I’m not good at this. You were always better with words………I’m sorry…for everything. I still want you.” 

After that, Sasuke let his hand slide downwards. He would let his actions do the talking. It’s not like holding Naruto there was new to him. He’d helped him to pee numerous times before; he was bigger now. That was to be expected though. He also half expected to hear his own wife’s name coming from Naruto’s mouth, but he didn’t. What he did hear shocked him.

“Sasukeeee…”

Sasuke didn’t miss a beat, whispering huskily, “Naruto…”

There was no turning back now. If Naruto were to wake, then Sasuke would finish the job and take responsibility. If not, then perhaps it was best that this moment of intimacy remain a dream.

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[bunting27]

okay i have to come back and request 🍓 prompt: "you have something on your face." "what?" "me." with our cute ass baby prince goalie joseph woll 🥺🙏

as friends ✏︎ j. woll

a/n: i love him. that is all.

prompts: "you have something on your face." "what?" "me."

wc: 0.9k

taglist: @nylwnder

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“please, y/n/n, everyone else’s wives and kids are gonna be there, i don’t want to have to socialize by myself” joseph was going to a family event with the leafs since he was up for some time cause of an injury, and he’d been begging y/n to go with him since he’d been told everyone was bringing their loved ones.

he was a bright and sociable person, but kids and other people’s wives weren’t exactly his forte, he only really thrived when he could make friends at the same pace as everyone else. in this situation, everyone would already have known each other.

y/n, however, was great with kids and would be able to talk to the wives while he caught up with his teammates, whether she was there as his girlfriend or not.

“we’d just be going as friends, right?” a look of relief took over his face

“yes, just friends, i promise. please be my plus one, i’ll owe you for the rest of my life” she smiled and hugged him, rolling her eyes sarcastically at his dramatics

“i guess i will survive a night of sports guys and free food, but this is only because i know you’d just end up in a corner somewhere” he squeezed her back, lifting her gently from the ground and ruffling her hair 

“you’re a saint, y/n/n thank you so much” she smirked slightly, a look on her face that said both ‘i know’ and ‘you’re gonna regret saying that’, and joseph’s eyes widened slightly 

“you owing me starts now, by the way. you’re coming dress shopping” he groaned and tilted his head back slightly, feeling her take his car keys out from his pocket and grab his wrist to drag him to the door.

she spent the car ride looking online for things in stock at the mall nearby, as well as trying to match the colour of his tie to things she saw while scrolling.

she guided him to the side of the parking lot closest to the store she liked the most dresses from, and went there first. while grabbing the few that were in stock in her size, joseph stood around awkwardly and waited for her.

once she was ready for the changerooms, she tracked down an employee and started changing into some of the dresses, only coming out and showing joseph when she personally liked the way it looked. 

he mostly just said they were nice or pretty, feeling warm and awkward even though they had been friends for a lifetime. 

on the fourth one she’d shown him, though, he just smiled. it wasn’t a ‘this is so bad, are you showing me this as a joke?’ smile. but a shy, sweet smile that told her this was definitely the best option.

she was going to continue to try some on and visit another store or two, but when she came out in the next dress and he was violently red before he’d even looked up from his shoes, she knew the last one was the one she had to go with.

“the last one, right? there's no beating that” he nodded slightly, chuckling awkwardly and trying to cool himself off by lifting the sleeves of his crewneck.

she started getting ready almost immediately after the two of them got back to her apartment, having stopped at his to get his suit and having a limited amount of time before the function started.

she had put her hair up in a slicked back ponytail and done quick makeup, just a base with some mascara, before putting on the dress and coming out into her living room to see joseph with his pants on and unzipped, his shirt opened and untucked.

she was unfazed, having seen him shirtless a million times, but he was flustered and had managed to cross two buttons and miss the second to last one while trying to close his shirt.

“god, you’re jumpy. here,” she undid his shirt again, buttoning it up correctly this time, while he just looked at her awestruck.

“how do i look?” after he had tucked his shirt into his pants and laced through his belt, he finally got to take in her final look.

he was staring. hard. which wasn’t that weird, he told himself, since she did ask how she looked.

“you look beautiful, just- you have something on your face” she frowned, taking out her phone and looking into the camera to see if he was just messing with her 

“what?” he smiled 

“me.” she looked up, confused as ever, but was met with his lips on hers before she could even question what he was talking about. 

he pulled her into him by the waist, pulling his lips away and then giving her a few more chaste kisses. he was red everywhere. his neck and cheeks were warm against her hands and face and the tips of his ears looked like they were about ready to turn purple 

she smiled slightly, biting her lip to contain her excitement.

“look who finally grew a pair” she kissed him this time, feeling his hands slide against her skin and under the hem of her dress

“ouch” she giggled against his lips, running her fingers through his hair

“you love me”

“i do”

[bethanydelleman]

The challenge of what to do with yourself in the evening before Netflix existed

You need some resources!

Sense & Sensibility: Sir John was a sportsman, Lady Middleton a mother. He hunted and shot, and she humoured her children; and these were their only resources. Lady Middleton had the advantage of being able to spoil her children all the year round, while Sir John’s independent employments were in existence only half the time. Continual engagements at home and abroad, however, supplied all the deficiencies of nature and education; supported the good spirits of Sir John, and gave exercise to the good breeding of his wife.

Emma: “If I know myself, Harriet, mine is an active, busy mind, with a great many independent resources; and I do not perceive why I should be more in want of employment at forty or fifty than one-and-twenty. Woman’s usual occupations of hand and mind will be as open to me then as they are now; or with no important variation. If I draw less, I shall read more; if I give up music, I shall take to carpet-work. And as for objects of interest, objects for the affections, which is in truth the great point of inferiority, the want of which is really the great evil to be avoided in not marrying, I shall be very well off, with all the children of a sister I love so much, to care about. There will be enough of them, in all probability, to supply every sort of sensation that declining life can need. There will be enough for every hope and every fear; and though my attachment to none can equal that of a parent, it suits my ideas of comfort better than what is warmer and blinder. My nephews and nieces!—I shall often have a niece with me.”

North & South: Mrs. Hale had never cared much for books, and had discouraged her husband, very early in their married life, in his desire of reading aloud to her, while she worked. At one time they had tried backgammon as a resource; but as Mr. Hale grew to take an increasing interest in his school and his parishioners, he found that the interruptions which arose out of these duties were regarded as hardships by his wife, not to be accepted as the natural conditions of his profession, but to be regretted and struggled against by her as they severally arose. So he withdrew, while the children were yet young, into his library, to spend his evenings (if he were at home), in reading the speculative and metaphysical books which were his delight.

Wives & Daughters: So there had been very little visiting; and though Miss Browning said that the absence of the temptations of society was very agreeable to cultivated minds, after the dissipations of the previous autumn, when there were parties every week to welcome Mr. Preston, yet Miss Phœbe let out in confidence that she and her sister had fallen into the habit of going to bed at nine o'clock, for they found cribbage night after night, from five o'clock till ten, rather too much of a good thing.

The Tenant of Wildfell Hall: Arthur is himself again, as lusty and reckless, as light of heart and head as ever, and as restless and hard to amuse as a spoilt child, and almost as full of mischief too, especially when wet weather keeps him within doors. I wish he had something to do, some useful trade, or profession, or employment—anything to occupy his head or his hands for a few hours a day, and give him something besides his own pleasure to think about. If he would play the country gentleman and attend to the farm—but that he knows nothing about, and won’t give his mind to consider,—or if he would take up with some literary study, or learn to draw or to play—as he is so fond of music, I often try to persuade him to learn the piano, but he is far too idle for such an undertaking: he has no more idea of exerting himself to overcome obstacles than he has of restraining his natural appetites; and these two things are the ruin of him.

[hesbuckcompton-baby]

SHES HERE!!!!!!!!!!!🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

Oh my GOD I love them so bad😩. Of course Frankie is working up until the very end. OF COURSE. and meddling in Bucky’s love life. The way you introduced Josephine Pittz to the story “something to share with the class?” Ugh please I love it so much! Those two will never not be Frankie and Bucky, no matter what changes and who comes into their lives (babies and wives be damned) and I love that so so much. And George’s reaction to Maggie’s full name HELLO!? There could never be a more George Aarons reaction to knowing your best friend named her daughter after you oh my god! Bucky’s going to cry. Fully. I knew it before ya said it lol.

I love how you’ve so organically gotten Rosie and Frankie to this point, and through to the arrival of Maggie. It’s beautiful and I just can’t get enough of them, it’s such a beautiful story. They’re so beautiful and well suited. You truly cover it all, her worries of becoming a mom, Rosie’s worries of her not resting enough (cough her driving COUGH) and just his soothing nature of holding her, reminding her he loves her. You had me reaching for my tissues at the end of this chapter I swear.

I missed ya, friend! So happy to see you’re back with two of my favorites! 💗 wonderful, as per usual!

I'VE MISSED YOU TOO LOVE!! god this writer's block has been rough, but we made it to the other side 🫡

this chapter was SO SO FUN!!! i've been rereading the earlier chapters lately and looking at where they started vs where they are now makes me emotional 😭😭 we've come SO FAR with this story, and knowing there's not much left to tell is heartbreaking, I'm sooooo incredibly grateful to everyone who's stuck with me for so long!!

so nice to see that frankie and bucky's collective stupid survived the war 🙏🙏 truly what is wrong with them why can't they deal with anything normally

GEORGE!!!! george is living her best married life in new york and now that maggie's her namesake there will truly never be any getting rid of her. frankie naming her georgina despite KNOWING how much george hates it is peak best friend energy. they're so unserious forever