#plus vinny is sexy af

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The Tingler // dir. William Castle

[morticianikolaevna]

Dugouts and Paint

Wow, look its a Pat Murray X reader fic!!! Got this idea from an ask I saw on another blog, and I just had to do this too!!! Are you guys tired of me yet? I have inspiration for days you guys. Anyways, enjoy! WARNINGS: Language!

For some reason, your husband Pat decided to get to the baseball field way before anyone showed up. You couldn't even tell if the groundskeeper came yet! Yet, here you are with Pat, waiting in the dugout for everyone else. Pat was doing some stretches, his biceps looking extra good today. You were always a sucker for Pat in his uniform......He looked extra sexy. Coming out of your daze, you heard Pat repeat himself again, looking at you. "Y/N? Hey, are you listening? That fucking morons Barone and Vinnie took my bat last practice and used fucking GLITTER GLUE and drew a huge dick on my bat! So I took this knife and carved a dick onto Barone's helmet, now I can call him a dickhead." He held up the knife and helmet and laughed like a maniac.

You were already shaking like a leaf, and nobody even knew yet. You were 2 months pregnant you found out, and thank god you weren't showing yet. You faked a smile and laugh, sitting down next to Pat on the bench. "He's going to fucking kill you, Pat. But that is damn good." You grabbed his black paint from his bag and uncapped it, taking his jaw in your hand still shaking.

"Okay Pat, hold still so I can get this right." His eyes locked to yours as he felt you shake and his eyebrow shot up. "Babe, your shaking like crazy. What's wrong? You aren't hiding something from me, are you?" He asked looking at you. You put the cap back on and set it down, taking his hand. "Pat, if I tell you, you can't tell anyone just yet. I wanna wait a little bit....." Oh boy, you had his attention now. His hazel eyes locked to yours, his thumb swiping over your fingers gently.

"I can't make any promises because, well you know. I'm Pat Murray after all. But you can tell me anything baby. Plus, you might not get another chance until the boys are gone, so pretty please tell me?" He batted his eyelashes at you. You took in a breath and sat up on your knees, holding his hand. "Well. Patrick Murray, you're going to be a daddy....." you took his hand and put it on your somewhat swollen belly. "I didn't know till yesterday. I'm two months along."

Pat's mouth dropped and he shot up, his hands doing all kinds of weird movements. "WHAT?? TWO MONTHS?? AND OH MY GOD....." His face dropped in joy, his face getting red. You stood up and put your arms out. He embraced you, crying. His tears were gently falling. "Oh, baby....I love you so much. I'm the luckiest man in the world." He sniffled, and the moment was ruined when you heard Ty shout behind Pat, making him angry.

"Hey, Murray? You getting all cuddly with your wifey yeah?" The whole team had shown up, and Pat turned around still crying. "GUYS I'M GONNA BE A DAD!!! Y/N IS TWO MONTHS ALONG!!!" Pat screeched out. "WHA-" Vinnie screamed, face planting straight into the dirt of the dugout. The whole dugout erupted in screams as they all congratulated Pat. Pat's father, of course, heard people screaming his son's name so he rushed right over.

"What's going on?? Pat are you crying??" Pat turned and sobbed more. "I'M GONNA BE A DAD, DAD! YOUR GONNA BE A GRANDPA!!!" He hugged him and Mr. Murray looked at you. "This is wonderful news, congratulations, my son!" Pat looked you in the eyes and gave you the biggest hug ever, shared by a kiss. "I'm the happiest man alive right now Y/N, you don't even know. I love you so much, Y/N Murray. Don't forget that." You both hugged longer until he had to go play. You watched as he had one of his tantrums later, but you were able to calm him down in a second.

BONUS:

Two years later, you sat in the dugout with the boys with your 2-year-old son, Percy. You wanted his initials to match Pat's, so you both agreed to Percy Murray. Pat came in between switches and kissed you, then Percy. "Hey little man, are you enjoying watching daddy play baseball?" Percy nodded, his red hair that matched his fathers covering his eyes. "I wove you dada...." Pat smiled and kissed his son again. "I love you more little guy. Dada has to go, I'll be back!" love him so much. And you too, of course. My baby." He kissed you yet again and ran off. Life was good for both you and Pat. Now, all you had to do was tell Pat you were having another little Murray.

Requests are open!!! �� Since I keep whipping out Pat imagines, I'm gonna work on some headcanons with Ben and Gwil. I really don't have any ideas for Rami yet, so help me out! -Ryder❤

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Vincent Price and Boris Karloff guest stars

Red Skelton Hour; He Who Steals My Robot Steals Trash (1967)

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This scene never fails to make me laugh!

Now, I just have to gif the part where Vincent says, "In the street?"

Vincent Price and Basil Rathbone- The Comedy of Terrors (1963)

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Vincent Price - The Tingler (1959)