#riley x will x gabe

[luke-hughes43]

wait, what if riley got a little tattoo of a W and G on each side of one of her fingers?? like it’s so small you can barely see it and it just looks like dirt?

YES!!!!!!!!!!!

i agreee yes yes yes

the boys love to kiss it.

[toasttt11]

we

December 31, 2022

The team was playing against the University of North Dakota. The first game back since their Christmas break, a break that made Riley have quite a few realizations.

She stepped on the ice tapping the back of Will and Gabe’s helmets before they lined up waiting for the puck to drop.

Quickly North Dakota scored on the U-18 and Riley already got her first penalty for tripping a player.

North Dakota scored once more making the score become 2-0.

Riley stole the puck from the opposing player and quickly passed it across the ice right to Will, Will quickly brought the puck closer to the net and passed it right across the ice to Gabe, who smacked into the back of the net, making the U-18 finally get a point in the board .

Will and Gabe skated right into Riley and brought her into a group hug, all of them yelling in excitement.

Riley, Gabe and Will all hopped onto the ice for their next shift, Riley took the puck bringing it down the ice towards the goal, she sharply passed it back to Gabe who quickly passed it across the ice to Will and Will quickly took a slap shot onto the net, making the score become tied up 2-2.

“Woohoo!” Gabe yelled happily as Riley and him pulled Will into a tight hug on the ice.

“Nice Smitty.” Riley mumbled knocking her helmet to Will’s helmet.

“Thanks Slugger.” Will beamed back towards his two best friends.

The first period ended with the score 2-2.

Will gently pulled on Riley’s long braid as they stepped back onto the ice for the second period, Gabe smiled at the two watching as Riley turned around playfully glared at Will.

“Leave Snips alone Smitty.” Gabe nudged Will away from her and happily pulled Riley to him, sticking his tongue out playfully at Will.

Will just shook his head with an extremely fond smile before they had to skate to center for the start of the period.

They almost went the entire period before something happened, sadly North Dakota scored again.

With just two minutes left of the period Gabe, Will and Riley hopped onto the ice.

Riley took the puck to the blue line and passed it across the ice straight to Will, who passed it to over to Gabe, Gabe passed it right into the goal.

“Good job Gabe-o.” Riley gave Gabe a proud smile patting him on the shoulder making Gabe beam happily and his cheeks turn pink.

The score was tied 3-3 at the end of the second period.

The third period was slow and all shots were continuously getting blocked making the score stay the same.

Riley turned around seeing an opposing player slam Gabe into the boards, Gabe fell down onto his knees.

Riley felt something snap and she didn’t wait a second before her gloves and stick was thrown to the grown and she pulled the player away from Gabe and started throwing multiple punches at the player.

Will helped Gabe stand up quickly checking him with his eyes and nodded seeing he was okay, they turned around seeing Riley absolutely destroying the player, She was throwing a lot of punches at his face before she was dragged off by the refs still yelling at the player as she continued to get dragged to the penalty box.

Will smirked watching the whole thing and groaned as Gabe elbowed him in the side, “What?” Will looked at Gabriel in question.

“Don’t encourage her.” Gabe sternly told Will, Gabe knew how much Will thought it was hot when Riley fought but he didn’t want her getting hurt anymore.

Riley let out a harsh breath pulling her helmet off and chucking it on the bench before she sat down and ran a hand over her head and winced at her knuckles rubbing on her head.

She put her hands down and winced slighty at her extremely bloody knuckles and the multiple split knuckles, she shook her hands out and grabbed a towel pouring some water on it and wiping some blood off.

Riley already knew she was going to get a stern lecture from Gabe for getting hurt from the fight.

They ended up losing in overtime and Riley managed to avoid the boys for a little longer by heading to the medical team and got her hands all cleaned up.

Riley luckily could take as long as she wanted as the hotel was next to the arena and they walked over so she didn’t need to rush.

She took a long shower leaning into the cold water and let out a breath. She’s been unsettled since she realized her feelings for the boys and truthfully she didn’t know what to do next, like just go up to them and say oh hi i think I’m in love with you both okay cool.

Riley groaned frustrated and just blew out a long breath. She was wondering if her feelings for Gabe and Will were worth the risk of losing her two best friends.

Riley got out of the shower and dried off and just threw on sweatpants and t-shirt not in the mood it put her suit back on and besides mostly everyone is gone so it did not matter if she had it one.

Riley grabbed her bag and reluctantly put on her coat because she knew it worry Gabe is she walked through the snow with no coat even if it would feel nice too.

Riley walked the quick walk back to the hotel, she saw many people walking by all dressed up and she remembered that it was new year’s eve and would be new year in a few hours.

Riley walked into the hotel and chose to take the stairs not wanting to have any human interaction that was not Gabe or Will.

She walked down the hallway and passed her own hotel room to the one next to it, that she knew was open for her.

She quietly walked in and saw the boys cuddled up on a bed and she closed the door behind her. Her heart clenched fondly seeing them cuddling with each other and she knows the two like each other, it’s obvious she just is hopeful that have room for her too in their hearts.

Will looked up and smiled softly seeing Riley in the room, he patted the bed for her to join. Gabe was cuddled into Wills side and has his head hidden in Will’s neck dosing off.

Riley bit her lip but nodded she dropped her stuff on the desk and took her coat and shoes off, she walked over and Will reached up grabbing her hand and pulling her down so she fell gently on to the top and curled up between them.

Gabe sleepily opened his eyes and beamed seeing Riley had joined them and is laying on them, he wrapped an arm around her snuggled even closer to the two.

Will gently rubbed Riley on the back making her relax on them and Will softly smiled and he could practically hear her thinking with questions, “Relax Slugger, we can talk about us when we all wake up.” Will softly reassured her and Riley nodded and laid her head on his chest and began relaxing extremely fast and felt so comfortable cuddling with them both.

The three of them all managed to sleep for a good few hours before the alarm Will had set for the countdown went off.

Gabe rubbed his eyes and smiled again as he realized it wasn’t a dream that Riley was cuddling with them. He looked up and saw Will looking at them with a fond smile. Gabe leaned up more and gave Will his forehead kiss before feeling Riley start to move and saw her eyes slowly blinking open.

“Hi snips.” Gabe spoke softly and gently played with the ends of her hair.

“Hi.” Riley looked between them nervously.

Will and Gabe shared a look a nodded.

“We like you.” Will started off slowly and gently kept rubbing her back especially feeling her tense up in shock.

“And we like each other.” Gabe bluntly told her and smiled hopefully, “So?” Gabe looked at her with hope.

“We uh wanted to wait for you.” Will explained seeing her questioning look, he remembered kissing Gabe for the first time in the summer and knew he was always gonna be stuck with him and Riley.

“All three of us together?” Riley asked titling her head curiously really liking the idea. Will and Gabe but quickly nodded in unison.

“Ok.” Riley bit her lip hiding her smile seeing them both so exicted by her answer.

“Oh thank god. I need to kiss both of you and was gonna die if i had to wait any longer.” Gabe dramatically told them making Riley and Will share a fond look.

Will grabbed his chin softly and pressed his lips passionately to Gabe’s. Gabe quickly kissed him back running a hand through Will’s blonde curls.

Riley smiled watching the two and really enjoyed seeing the two together.

“Don’t forgot about our girl.” Will gave a stern look to Gabe when Gabe whined when they stopped kissing but Will’s words made him perk up.

Gabe looked back at Riley and smiled leaning down pressing his lips to hers gently and almost whined loudly at Riley tugging at his curls.

Will think he almost enjoyed watching them more.

Riley pulled away panting slighty but leaned up to Will, who met her half way and connected his lips to her.

They pulled away from each other and Riley laid her head back down on Will’s chest and grabbed Gabe’s hand intertwining their hands. Will wrapped his arm around Gabe’s shoulder and Gabe scooted closer resting his head next to Riley’s

The sound of fireworks went off like crazy outside as it hit the new year.

[doodling-doodle]

The Slice of Paradise Cafe

Kyle and Alex had been out of the military for years. And finally thought of something they could make on their own

Kyle hadn’t been able to work in years. He was discharged from the military after one too many injuries, and was still recovering from the same infection he got years ago. His voice was pretty much gone. Alex had retired with him. To take care of him and… because he loved him. They were only dating when they left, but when he got that infection, it lasted for months. He was proposed to in a hospital room when he was there for the second time in a month when he threw up blood. He started getting better three months later, being on antibiotics the whole time, and, they were worried about it, but he got to say his vows. He got to say “I do.” They had learned sign language as a just in case, but, Alex fully expected it to be that, and he cried when he heard it, even if it was barely above a whisper. That was a year after he got sick. more than a year after they left the military.

Matt and Gabe got married a year after them.

Things were going good. The morning after Matt’s and Gabe’s wedding, and they got home, they were discussing a few things. He had thought about getting a dog, kind of for therapy, but he didn’t tell Alex that part. But Alex actually had a different suggestion.

“What about adoption?”

He had a counter offer.

“Both?”

“Now, how can I say no to that?”

So, they started preparing. It was mostly Kyle, as Alex, who did have a better chance at getting a job since he wasn’t partially mute, (Though Kyle had started selling his artwork on the side, which paid well) got a job at a tattoo shop to help, though Price said that he would help if he had to if they weren’t getting enough from the state.

So Kyle took apart the guest room, and changed everything. The walls were painted a light cream color, the wooden floor was covered with a darker-colored carpet, and the wooden furniture was painted white. He was so proud of himself. And Alex was proud of him.

A few months later, they got their lovely daughter, Rosalie. She was only eight at the time, now fifteen. And a year after they got her, they got their German Shepherd, Iris, who was three-months-old, now six.

But, years later, Rosa was only ten, he got the infection again. This time, he needed to be on oxygen for months, nearly a year after it cleared up. And his vocal cords got even more damaged. He basically couldn’t talk. But every one of his friends had learned sign language for him. He could manage. Plus, Matt and Gabe lived nearby, and so did Alex’s family. And they lived their nice, pretty quiet life.

Now, they were pondering something.

They were pondering making their own business together. But they didn’t know where to start, or what to do.

Rosalie was at her boyfriend's house for the night, and they were up late in bed, talking about what they could do… Well, Alex was talking, he was signing.

“I don’t know how much longer we can do this. If I can never get a real job, then we’re fucked.” He signed.

“I know… And as much as I love the shop, it gets… tiring.” He sighed.

“What if we start a restaurant?” He said. “Like, just a… a small café, or something?”

Alex must’ve seen the realizing look on his face.

“Is that a yes?”

He smiled, and nodded. “You're a genius.”

“Let’s do it?”

“Let’s do it.”

Alex opened his laptop. “I swear I saw that old restaurant building with a ‘for sale’ sign. Y’know, that old Wendy’s?”

He nodded.

“Let me check. This could be a good opportunity.” He searched for about five minutes before smiling, and turning it to him.

It was stripped to the base building. They would have to work it from the ground up, but… this could be an amazing opportunity for a new life.

 "I'll put in the offer to buy it."

He nodded, and hugged him tight.

"We got this, baby. We got this…"

Rosalie came home the next day, dropped off by James, her boyfriend, who could drive on his own.

"Hey, munchkin!" Alex said as he saw her come inside.

"Hey, papa." She was a very beautiful young woman. Looked a lot like Kyle, really. Which, was a little shocking when they got her. Especially now that she was older. But, they never thought more of it. 

"How was your day?"

"It was good! We basically played video games and ate snacks all day."

"And you slept where?" Kyle signed, mostly joking.

"On the couch because we passed out while playing Minecraft. Yes, cuddling. Snuggling, really." 

“Seriously?” Alex asked.

“Yes.”

“Okay, munchkin. As long as you were warm and fed.”

“I was. Anything I missed?”

“We decided on what we’ll do.” 

“Oh? What?”

They both smiled, and Kyle signed, “We’re making a café.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. If our offer gets accepted to buy that old Wendy’s.”

She looked so happy.

The others found out soon after, and were all excited. 

All they had to do was wait.

Which they did for a month.

Rosa was enjoying her time with James while both of her dad’s were out. Just playing games, running around the yard with Iris, and cuddling until Alex came home.

“Hey, papa!” She said when she saw him come in.

“Hey, Rosie. Where’s your dad?”

“He ran to the store.”

“Damn, I was so looking forward to tell him as soon as I got back.”

“Tell him what?”

He smiled.

“We have the café.”

She was shocked.

"Really?!"

"Yep!"

She shrieked and hugged him tight. She was just as excited, and promised to help make it their own.

“Damn. Congratulations, man!” James said.

“I’m just excited to tell everyone.”

“Are they going to be here?” Rosalie asked.

“Well, Grandpa John did text me asking if they could come visit next week.”

“Yes! All of them?!”

“All of them. Even Grandma Ava.”

She was so excited.

Kyle got home not long after, and Alex told him. He just started sobbing in joy. And Alex hugged him tight.

“It’s gonna happen, baby. We finally got it.”

“We have to tell the others. We have to have an opening, or something!” Kyle whispered, though it still had some excitement.

“John texted me today. He asked to come over next week. They others will be here too.”

“... Can we tell Gabe and Matt now? They’re the ones that have been helping with everything.”

“Let’s get them on a video call.” 

Within ten minutes, they got on the call to tell them.

“Hey, guys!” Gabe said, smiling.

“We got good news for y’all!”

“Oh?” Matt asked.

“We can start on the cafe!”

“Are you serious?!”

“Yep!”

They both looked so happy, “Please tell me we’ll be able to help!”

“You can, if you’d like.” Kyle signed, smiling. 

“We will!”

They chatted a little more before Gabe left to start his nightly patrol. They were pretty shocked when they moved closer to them from Texas, on a nearby ranch, so Gabe still felt at home. But it’s apparently a small world, because Alex’s father, who grew up in the same area in Texas as Gabe, knew his father. Saw him a few times when he was a baby. But moved to West Virginia with Alex’s mother before his brother was born. (When both Matt’s are in the same room, it gets confusing.)

The next morning, they went to see their new place. It was the last building in a shopping center, detached from everything else, a good sized building. A medium sized café.

"Let's get planning." Alex said, wrapping his arm around Kyle's back.

So they did.

smooth plywood was put over the brick walls and painted white so Kyle had something to paint over. They talked about a theme for an hour that night, and decided: Deep forest.

And they decided to make everything themselves.

So they did.

Kyle had taken two full days to draw the design first, covering the walls with trees and wildflowers. The one wall that was kept as windows had a tinting over it, making it just slightly darker.

When he started painting it, he had so much fun. Like making Rosalie's room. Just with more detail. A lot of detail.

He took a full week to paint all the walls. Doing the smallest lighting details through the leaves, and the shading on the flowers on the bottom of the walls. 

Alex walked in with some news and supplies he asked for.

“Wow!” Alex exclaimed when he walked in.

He fucking melted.

Something about seeing Kyle, up on a ladder, hands covered in paint, doing the smallest details on the leaves… He just loved it. Maybe it was because he just looked so happy. He had a look of “I did this!” 

He quickly got off the ladder, hopping a little, so happy.

“Look at that! You did that, baby!” He put everything down, hugging him tight.

“I don’t wanna get paint on you.” He whispered.

“Don’t care! Look at this!” He let go, and took another look at everything. It was gorgeous. Beautiful…

Just like his husband.

...

Alex had a little experience with woodworking and furniture making from when he was a kid in his grandfather's workshop, so he managed to dig up his old tools from when he was a teen making wooden tables for money, and went to get wood from Home Depot to make tables and chairs.

The first few tries weren’t the best, since he hadn’t done it in years, but he got back in the grove of things. 

The tables were stained dark, but the wood was still visible. The chairs were painted black as a simple contrast color (Kyle’s suggestion).

He had finished two sets in a week. He was proud of himself.

He heard that whistle, and turned to see Kyle, who clearly just got home, walking up to him to the shed and carport he was working under with two glasses.

“Hey, baby.” He took the glass that Kyle offered, kissing his cheek as they sat on the chairs.

“Comfy.” Kyle whispered.

“How’s the painting going?”

“Good. I’ll hopefully get it done by the end of this week. But, then I’ll be left with… Nothing to really do, I guess.”

“Well, I know James is looking for things we can use so we don’t have to actually plant trees in the place. I do have a bunch of old bricks… We do need to tear up the tile. Tomorrow, I’ll come with you and see if I can get it started. Matt offered to come by and help with whatever he could, so, I may utilize him for that.”

He nodded, and was about to say something, but winced as his throat started hurting, so he signed, “I could find display cases. Acrylic or glass?”

“Let’s do acrylic. And then we need those massive coffee grinders. What about tea?”

“I have a plan. Grow our own tea, if we can?”

“Good idea. I could probably get a greenhouse here. Grow it all year. We'll need to get stuff for Hot chocolate, too. Maybe milkshakes? Fraps… Fuck, this is gonna be a lot harder than we thought.”

He chuckled a little, though it turned to a cough, which got Alex on his feet and close to him. It was rare for him to cough anything up anymore, and he didn’t this time, but Alex still got worried whenever he went into a coughing fit.

“You okay?”

He nodded, and signed, “What I wanted to say was that I know the base hot chocolate we could use because you make the best hot chocolate ever.” 

He smiled at that, and pulled him up. "Time to head inside. It might be the pollen."

He couldn't argue with him, so he just let himself get pulled inside, and to their room.

"Come on. Let's get you cleaned up, changed, and in bed."

He nodded, and Alex pulled him to the bathroom, with a change of clothes so he could shower.

God, Alex took care of him so well.

...

Rosalie had actually gone with Alex to get her own wood to make the menu boards. She had gotten an interest in wood carving and burning, so she asked to do it. They agreed.

She drew up everything she needed for the lettering and floral designs, got that printed on thick and large paper, cut everything out, and got to it.

She lightly traced it with a pencil first. Then carved it out before using a wood burner. She spent a good week just tracing everything, let alone carving the wood carefully, which took another week, and carefully burning it, which was another two weeks. She was glad it was summer so she could work on it all day. Plus, James could keep her company.

"So… what do you think gave them the idea?" James asked. 

"Papa came up with it, I know that. And dad loved it. So here we are!”

“Well, I have an excuse to hang out with you every day now.”

She chuckled a little, and had an idea.

So she texted Alex, who was with Kyle going to a wood mill to get a countertop.

“Hey, can I hide a little easter egg about me and James in one of the boards?”

“Hang on, I’ll ask your dad.

Yeah, go for it.”

“Okay, thank you.”

She quickly did a tiny heart on top of one of the boards, and “R+J” In it.

“You're adorable."

"No, I'm a Lil demon and crime lord."

"You're a muffin."

"I'm a Lil demon muffin."

"Okay, I'll go with that one."

She laughed, and went back to burning.

"Still waiting for the bigger prints to come in for the drinks?"

"Yeah. The smaller ones, I can just use normal paper, but the full-sized ones are pending. How about the wood stuff?"

"Just found something. You can order custom wood pieces."

"Really?"

"Yeah. Pretty neat, it's not real wood, it's just really thick foam. You can order bark texture, too, which is nice."

"Interesting. Send it to my dad's, they'll be pleased."

"I just did.” He stood as she finished up the last bit of lettering on one of the boards, but before putting the tool away, went back to the top and burned another heart, this one with, “A+K”

“You need to have muffins and call them ‘Rose Muffin’s”."

"Yeah, yeah… I think I'll change and hop in the pool for a bit. I wanna cool off."

"I think I have a swim suit here, right?"

"Yeah, you do. And I need to grab Iris."

"Okay, babe. I'll be ready."

She went inside.

And sighed happily as she got to her room.

God, she loved that idiot.

...

Things were coming together very nicely.

The walls and windows were done.

All the tables and chairs were done.

The tile floor had been ripped out in favor of red bricks.

The foam wood that James found was perfect for the fake trees in the corners of the building. (the leaves had a pretty hidden foam base, and Rosalie made cotton leaves for the more detailed ones, with lighting effects and all.)

The front counter had a beautiful slab of wood. It was lacquered and still had the bark.

The ceiling had been painted, too. To look like you were looking up in a thick forest. And Rosalie strung fairy lights, crisscrossing over the ceiling. They did have dim lights, but it just added to the mystical feel of it. 

The menu boards had a dark stain on them, and when the large prints came in, on normal paper, she laid it over the board, and somehow did it so the wood would still show through. They wanted the whole place to feel rustic. That was important.

They got display cases for the pastries. They had a mix of British and American stuff, and the main things were Kyle’s Victorian Sponge Cake and Alex’s apple pie. He served it heated with a scoop of ice cream. And Rosalie made all types of cake pops. She also made a bunch of baskets with James, the classic round type, to put biscuits and small pads of butter and packets of jelly in on all of the tables.

And finally, decor. Rosa had found these small fake waterfalls to put on the counter a long time ago. But that gave them another idea: a massive one to cover a wall. They chose the one to install it on, and figured out how it worked. It looked beautiful. It also had a very nice sound to it. All of them did. They decided speakers wouldn't be used for music, but forest-like sounds. Birds, bugs, wind. Anything that added to it, they took it.

The only thing they didn’t have was a name.

But. After nearly a year of work… They did it.

Rosa had gone to James’ house for the night, and they didn’t have much else to do, so they finished setting up a few of the big things, like the coffee grinders, ingredients, and such.

But they looked at everything they made.

“Damn… Where’d the time go?” Alex said, sitting at one of the tables. It was oddly therapeutic to hear the water.

Kyle was sobbing.

“Baby?” He reached out to him, and he sat on his lap, holding him tight.

“We did this… On our own…”

“We did.”

“We need to bring the others here. Have some sort of opening!”

“We will. I promise.”

They told all the others, and they all took leave to come see them and what they did.

Rosa told her friends, and they came, too. 

Gabe also brought his mother.

That was one hell of an opening. So many people even if it was just their friends and family.

And it was. Just their friends and family. But they didn’t even have a name yet, so they were happy with it.

They all showed up gradually as they got there from the airports from their flights. It was their relaxation after long flights. 

“Can we go inside now?! The suspension is killing me!” Price said, as he and Graves were the first to get there.

Oh. And Rosalie decided they needed somewhat uniforms to look a little bit more organized. Just black clothes. She had a simple dress and tights with grey knee-high leather boots. Kyle had a long-sleeved button-down shirt, black jeans, and combat boots. Alex, being proud of his tattoos and owning the place so no one could tell him to hide them, had a shirt that went to his forearms to show the best of his tattoos, and decided to get a nice pair of dress pants and boots. And James decided to pick it up, too, so he had a long-sleeved shirt and jeans with plain black dress shoes. And Kyle had a pin on his shirt that said, “I’m mute, bare with me : )”

“Alright. Come on, everyone!” Alex said, opening the doors.

It was like… As soon as they walked in, they calmed down. It was almost freaky. 

“Woah…” Graves said. “Holy shit, that… That’s fuckin’ magic!”

“Oh my god.” One on Rosa’s friends, Lily, said. “Can we come here to, like, do homework and study? This is relaxing.”

“Of course, come here all you like!” Alex said, going behind the counter, which Soap rushed to when he saw the all the sweets.

“Gimme everything.”

“Johnny.”

“Okay fine…”

They all found the things that they loved, and all got some type of sweet and a drink. (It was very entertaining to see Ghost ordering a strawberry boba. A drink that only Rosaile knew how to perfect. Most of her friends got them, too.)

They were just happy to see all of them again. The old team. All of them in one place. Plus, the extra friends that Rosa brought. And the addition of Gabe’s lovely mother.

“Honestly, this place is perfect.” She started.

“It’s a little slice of paradise.”

The day, sadly, went by too quickly, and they all left to hotels and homes.

“Well… A very lucrative first day, I’d say.” Alex said as they got to their room. They said is wasn’t necessary, but everyone insisted on paying and tipping.

Kyle tapped his shoulder.

“Remeber what Gabe’s mum said?” He signed.

“It being a slice of paradise? Yeah, that was sweet.”

“What if we call it that? The Slice Of Paradise Cafe?”

He loved it.

Kyle drew up a design, and Alex cut it out on Plywood for Kyle to paint in white.

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The Slice Of Paradise Cafe.

Their own cafe…

Gabe and Matt are not my OC's. They belong to my friend, @angstkings. I have their permission to use them

[mypoisonedvine]

𝐚 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 | riley poole x reader

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 - having a girlfriend who can decode secret messages comes in handy when you're a treasure hunter; and having a clingy, needy treasure hunter boyfriend can be annoying when you're trying to decode something, but you find a way to compromise.

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 - 4.4k

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 - SMUT (18+ only, and honestly who under 18 is watching this 20 year old movie about the declaration of independence? regardless, minors go away), established relationship, free use kink, touch of dumbification kink, FLIP PHONES (oh the noughties nostalgia), a totally unnecessary plot because everyone deserves a dose of colonial american history with their filth, riley and reader being nerdlove goals

(honestly can't believe I actually wrote this but now that I did I'm like hold up... is this my new obsession??)

When Ben answered the door obviously not ready, and obviously surprised by Riley’s presence, it didn’t take a genius to put together that he’d forgotten about tonight— which Riley had sort of seen coming, with how many times this one thing had been put off or rescheduled at the last minute.  One of the downsides of being a treasure hunter?  Your coworkers tend to be somewhat… unreliable.

“Riley— what are you doing here?” Ben wondered.

“Warm greeting as always…” Riley sighed before answering the question: “I'm here to pick you up.”

Ben gave Riley an even more confused look.

“For dinner,” Riley added flatly.  “At Talerico’s.  To meet my—”

“To meet your new girlfriend, oh god,” Ben realized, “was that tonight?”

“No, it's tomorrow, I'm just picking you up twenty-four hours in advance,” Riley replied snarkily.

“I'm sorry, Riley,” Ben sighed, “I really— I do wanna meet her, Abigail did too— but I completely forgot— can we move this to another night?”

“Ben, we've moved this so many times that she's not even a new girlfriend anymore,” Riley sighed.

“I know, I know, but we can't tonight— Abigail just went out,” Ben justified.

“Where'd the missus go?”

“The library, she's trying to help me with something.”

“A clue?  It's another clue, isn't it,” Riley realized, not trying very hard to hide his excitement.

“I was going to call you tomorrow,” Ben explained.  “Come in, I’ll show you.”

After walking into Ben’s house and upstairs to the study, Riley wrinkled his brow when Ben handed him the coded message.  “Well, that’s just a whole bunch of letters,” Riley noticed.

“Astute as always, Riley,” Ben frowned.  “We found them in a journal that belonged to James Madison.”

“Why would James Madison write down a bunch of random letters in his journal?”

“No— each letter was underlined in a different entry.  And, at the back, we found this,” Ben continued, showing Riley a scanned parchment.

“GABE FADECCE,” Riley read aloud, changing his mind a few times about the pronunciation.  “It’s a name, right?”

“It must be,” Ben shrugged, “but we’ve been searching online for any evidence of a Fadecce family or a Gabriel that worked for or with Madison, and we haven’t found anyone.  That’s what Abigail went to the library for.”

“It sounds Italian, could he be Italian?” Riley wondered as Ben set down the images with a sigh.

“I don’t know— possibly, but we’re at a dead end at this point,” Ben replied.  “I’m sure we’d have a lot more to work with if we could decipher those letters from the journal entries, but we were up all night trying to figure it out—”

“Not what I’d be up all night doing with my girlfriend, but okay,” Riley interjected.

“And I haven’t gotten anywhere with it,” Ben concluded.

“Wait— you can't solve it?” Riley challenged with a smug grin.  “The Ben Gates can't solve a clue?”

“It's not that I can't, it's just that a code like this requires a lot of time,” Ben explained.  “I'm a historian, not a cryptographer.”

“We need a codebreaker,” Riley nodded thoughtfully, “somebody who can decode something this complex, and knows enough about the Founding Fathers to have some context for the message...”  He tapped on his chin like he was really thinking about it, before proudly smiling and tilting his head in faux-realization.  “Hey, how about a former intelligence agent who specialized in decryption, with a master's in world history and beautiful eyes that you can get lost in for hours?”

Ben raised an eyebrow at Riley.  “Yes, that would be great— give or take the eyes thing— but where are you gonna find one of those?”

“At Talerico’s,” Riley announced, “waiting at a table for four.”

“Your girlfriend is a cryptographer?” Ben realized with wide eyes.

“I told you you'd like her,” Riley beamed.

~

Riley was engrossed in his game, furiously clicking the mouse and clacking at the keyboard before mumbling a curse of defeat and pulling the headset off; sighing, he turned around and looked over the back of the couch at you.

He'd only started playing the game because you weren't giving him attention, so it made sense that as soon as he died, he'd go back to bugging you.  “Hey,” he greeted plainly, smiling yet clearly fighting the urge to pout.

You were laying on your stomach on the bed, half-dressed, looking at the pages Ben had given you and scribbling notes on a pad.  “Hey,” you returned flatly after a pause, adjusting your reading glasses before taking a few more notes.

“You look cute doing that,” he hummed.

“Doing what?”

“Thinking.”

You frowned a little in concentration but didn't look away from your papers.  “I like to think I'm always thinking…”

“No wonder you're so cute all the time then,” he cooed, leaning in closer and resting his chin in his hands.

He waited for a moment for you to keep the conversation going, but sighed when you simply continued working on the cipher without paying him any mind.

Getting off the couch with a sigh, he hopped onto the bed and laid beside you, making the mattress bounce a few times.  He kept looking at you for a little while, eventually reaching out and rubbing your back for a moment, before sliding himself even closer to you and planting a kiss on your shoulder.

Even with ninety-five percent of your attention on the puzzle in front of you, you could still tell what sort of mood Riley was getting himself into.  “Well, there is one thing that makes you stop thinking…” he recalled in a purr, nuzzling into the crook of your neck and giving you a teasing trail of kisses there.

You sighed a little and shrugged him away.  “Riley, I need to focus.”

“Baaabe,” he pouted.  “I can't help it, you're just so— how am I supposed to resist you like this?”

“I'm literally just laying here,” you noticed.

“You know what you do to me in those bifocals, sweetheart.”

You snorted and finally looked back at him, admiring the puppy dog eyes he was giving you— they almost always worked on you, and he knew it.  Sighing in relent, you looked back at the pages in front of you.  “I need to get this done, I promised your friend I would finish it in twenty-four hours,” you explained, “but you can go ahead.”

“Go ahead?” he repeated, confused.

“You can just use me, while I work,” you offered flippantly, hardly noticing the way his face turned red.

“R-right… I can just, um… use you.  That's— okay, sure,” he coughed nervously.

“Just be quick,” you insisted.

“Yeah, that's a challenge,” he scoffed, shuffling on the bed to straddle your legs and run his hands over your back.  “I, uh, like when you wear my shirts,” he informed you, as if feeling his erection press against your ass wasn’t enough of a clue.

“Just get on with it, please?” you groaned.

“Yeah, yeah— sorry…” he mumbled, moving his hands down to your panties which he traced slowly.  “These are cute,” he noticed aloud anyways, and you sighed a bit to yourself as you realized how futile it was to try to keep him from talking.  You were just going to have to tune him out to get this done.

His fingers shakily hooked into the elastic and pulled your panties down, a low hum echoing in his chest as he looked at you.  Grabbing handfuls of your ass and kneading them gently, he mumbled something to himself that you weren’t really paying attention to— until he got your attention suddenly with a quick slap.  “Hey!” you yelped, jumping slightly.

“Sorry, sorry,” he breathed through a grin, “couldn’t help myself.  I-I won’t distract you anymore, okay?  Just, you know, keep working…”

You did just that, of course, re-ordering the papers in your hand to look at the scanned back page again.

He went on mumbling to himself as he shoved his sweatpants down to his thighs to free his cock: “juuuust keep working,” he breathed.

He spit into his hand quickly and smeared it on himself, before nudging in between your legs and pressing himself to your opening.

Admittedly, you did react slightly when he pushed inside you— a wince from the stretch of it, especially without much preparation— but you managed to keep quiet and focus on your work again.  “God, so tight,” he groaned, digging his fingers into your hips slightly as he slid deeper.  “You're too good to me, baby…”

He pushed as deep as he could go, which was honestly a bit further than you expected at this angle, and leaned over you slightly as he started to move.

“You feel so good,” he praised through a heavy breath, not taking very long to savor the moment before picking up speed.  You knew if you reacted too strongly to what he was doing, he'd notice instantly and start trying to pull you away from your work; so, you did your best to focus on the problem, even if you found yourself gripping the pages a bit tighter.

Even if your attention was straight ahead, you almost wished you could see him now— but then again, you had a pretty good idea of what you would see if you looked back: his mouth parted slightly with sighs of pleasure, a subtle pink flush across his face, his eyes going a little glassy as they drifted over you.  In fact, you could sometimes feel his gaze on you, especially at those times that his fingers traced your back and hips.

Realizing something suddenly about the cipher in front of you, you put your pen between your teeth and pulled the cap off, biting down on it slightly to hold it in place so you could keep writing on the paper your other hand held.  “Fuck, you're so hot,” Riley groaned, starting to thrust a bit more urgently.  Resisting the urge to smile to yourself too much, you kept taking your notes and didn't especially pay attention to him behind you, even when his occasional whimpers started to grow louder.

For the most part, you were able to keep your focus.  It wasn’t that Riley was especially easy to ignore— certainly not with him going just a bit faster with every thrust— but you were finally on a roll with this puzzle; maybe you would’ve already solved it if it weren’t for your boyfriend, even if he was a welcome distraction.

He panted with each movement, holding on tighter to your hips.  “Fuck,” he whispered, leaning down after a moment to rest his forehead on your shoulder.  Normally, you would have to stop yourself from reaching back to run your fingers through his hair, but you were too engrossed in your work; and it was a good thing, too, because if you’d done that he almost certainly would’ve grabbed the papers and tossed them away, impatiently demanding for you finish that later and let him finish now.

Instead, it seemed like the pace and intensity of both your decryption and his movements grew together: your writing was hurried while his thrusts were faster and harder suddenly, until you could hear skin hitting skin, his groans muffled slightly as they came out through his teeth.

“Oh my god,” you gasped, taking your pen away from the paper abruptly and looking at your work.

“Yeah, you like that?” he encouraged in a rough voice.

“Oh my god, I solved it,” you announced, hardly noticing how he'd misunderstood your exclamation.

That seemed to break him out of his focus for a moment, and he stopped moving as he leaned down over you, resting his chin on your shoulder to read the page you were holding.  “At the place of eighty-five pleas, remove the Crucifiction keys,” he read aloud from the paper— once he managed to navigate your disorganized notes.

“It's a polyalphabetic substitution cipher,” you explained excitedly.  “Once I realized the key word was his wife’s name it was relatively simple— aside from having to reverse engineer some Vignere tables—”

“But what does it mean?” he wondered.  “What even is a Crucifiction key?  Please don’t tell me Ben’s gonna rob some nuns.”

“This was Madison’s journal,” you recalled, “and he co-wrote the Federalist papers with Alexander Hamilton and John Jay— eighty-five pleas— but Hamilton wrote the majority in his home.  I think we need to go to his estate, and see if they still have any of the instruments he owned.”

“Instruments?” 

“The Crucifiction keys, that threw me off too,” you admitted, “but Hamilton was a pretty accomplished pianist— but he would’ve played the colonial precursor to the piano, the fortepiano, which was created by an Italian inventor named Cristofori.  Cristo as in Christ, obviously, and fori meaning ‘holes’.  The Crucifiction!  The keys are piano keys!”

“But who’s Gabe Fadecce?” he pressed.

“It’s not a name,” you answered, “it’s a song.  G, A, B, E, F…” you hummed each note as best you could recall.  “If we start at the first key in the bass and take out the first G, A, and so on up the scales, I’m guessing there will be another clue beneath them, or on the back or something.”

“You're amazing,” he smiled, kissing you on the cheek proudly.

“I'll call Ben,” you decided, reaching to pick up your phone from nearby on the bed and flip it open; you hadn't even opened your contacts yet before Riley wrapped his hand around yours and— gently— pulled it away and closed it.

“I'll call Ben,” he offered, “later.”

You turned to look at him, and he smiled at you, though there was something softer and darker about his gaze as it fell slowly to your lips.

“You and I have unfinished business first,” he continued softly before kissing you with more patience than you expected from him after all that…

When he pulled away, you reached up to take off your glasses, but he clicked his tongue as he stopped your hand from moving any further.

“No no no, leave those on,” he encouraged.  You grinned before he kissed you again, his weight sinking into your back as he slipped an arm around your shoulders.  You moaned softly into the kiss when he started moving again; it was a relaxed pace, but with him draped over you like this, he seemed to go so much deeper.

When he pulled away, you found yourself leaning towards him for more— but he just smirked at you and propped himself upright again, starting to move faster behind you.

“Look back at me,” he requested in a softer voice, and when you turned to look over your shoulder at him behind you, you found him biting his lip at the sight.  “Oh god,” he choked on a groan, meeting your gaze before shutting his eyes and tilting his head back.  “Fuck, is it weird that you ignoring me kinda turned me on?”

You laughed a little, and shook your head.  “No, that's fine… I can go back to it, if you want—”

“No, please— I still like you better like this,” he insisted.  “I like how responsive you are.”

He ran his hand up your back and you shivered, rocking your hips up slightly as he ran his fingers over your hair before taking a hold of your shoulder.

“Yeah,” he breathed, something beautifully dark to his voice, “like that.”

He began to fuck you hard— not fast, but intense and deep and just the right amount of impatient— and you didn't even try to hold back the loud whine of pleasure that jumped from your chest.  “Fuck,” you gasped, “oh my god, yes…”

“Uh huh?” he encouraged, watching with half-lidded eyes at the way you moved under him, your body naturally starting to rock back towards his.  “Tell me how that feels.”

“Good,” you panted.

“But not good enough to distract you from your work, huh?” he challenged.

“Well, to be fair, nothing feels better than cracking a code,” you giggled.

“Oh, baby,” he groaned, putting his hands on either side of you on the bed so he could lean down and kiss your neck, only to bite it a second later— not too hard, but a little harder than just playful.  You felt him smile when you yelped softly.  “You’re trying to piss me off, right?”

“Maybe,” you shrugged a little bit.

He sat back up and pulled out of you unexpectedly, but thankfully explained himself before you would’ve likely let out a pathetic whine that he would’ve held against you.  “Turn over,” he instructed, “and take that shirt off.”

You flipped onto your back with a smile; “I thought you liked how I look in your shirts,” you reminded him as he helped you pull it over your head and toss it aside.

“Yeah, but I like how you look without them even more,” he explained, running his hands along your sides before surprising you as he suddenly bent down to swirl his tongue around a hardening nipple.

“Fuck,” you gasped, grabbing onto his hair as he moved to the other, first with his eyes shut and then opening them to look up at you as your back arched.

“You’re so pretty,” he praised as his lips traveled to your neck; he yanked you closer by your hips, making you laugh slightly with surprise as you slid across the bed, though it turned into a moan when he thrust into you again in one go.

This time, he didn’t hold back at all: rough, needy, hungry.  You moaned louder than you planned to, grabbing onto his shoulders through his t-shirt.

“Sorry,” he panted out through a thin laugh, “but I can’t slow down now— not after you drove me crazy like that.  God, baby, you’re so fucking wet—”

You choked on the back of your own throat; you couldn’t help it, you just loved the way he said that.

“— this is what you wanted, isn’t it?”

“Uh huh,” you mumbled, 

“You like when I use you, huh?” he taunted, and you bit your lip before nodding.  “That’s pretty kinky, you know.  Is that all you wanna be?  A fucktoy?”

“Oh god,” you groaned, accidentally digging your nails into his shoulder, though he didn’t seem to mind.

“Want me to just fuck you whenever I feel like it, whatever you’re doing?” he continued.

“Yes,” you admitted in a hiss, head dropping back onto the bed.

“You're really trying to spoil me,” he cooed, leaning down to kiss your neck in between words.  “Be careful what you wish for, sweetheart— I might end up fucking you five times a day.  At least.”

You moaned lowly, feeling your muscles seize up on him briefly, making him laugh in the most condescending-yet-sexy way.

“Oh, fuck— you want that!” he realized, and his voice dropped to a low growl again as he thrusted even faster, teeth teasing your pulse.  “You can never get enough, can you?”

Not that you ever really thought your response to that was going to be especially coherent… but the way you cried out totally gave yourself away; how had he made you so desperate so fast?!

“Oh, poor baby,” he offered pityingly, only to fuck you even faster until you whined pathetically.  “You don’t wanna think, huh?  Just wanna be my hole.”

“Y-yeah,” you gasped, “fuck…”

“You’re too fucking perfect, you know that?” he praised.  “The only thing sexier than fucking you while you use that gorgeous brain of yours, is fucking you until you can’t.”

Your moan was sort of trapped in the back of your throat as you tried to swallow it down; you wished you had the wherewithal to hold it back better, but you weren’t really used to him talking like this.  Normally he would just go on tangents of praise and begging (as needed), and even though it wasn’t your first glimpse of his more dominant side, this all felt a bit different.  Even the way he was looking at you seemed different— a sort of pride in his eyes, pride in his own ability to turn you into a wet and whimpering mess.

“So fucking good,” he cooed, “you’re so good, baby— my good, dumb little fucktoy.”

“G-god,” you choked, holding on tighter to the sheets under you, trying to hold yourself together.

“You’d better come fast, ‘cause I don’t know how much more of this I can take,” he warned with a sigh— which would be a much more credible threat if he’d ever left you hanging.  But no, those times Riley’s stamina hadn’t taken you all the way, he was more than happy to put his mouth on you and let it do the rest of the work.

This time, though, all he needed was a thumb drawing rough circles on your clit to help you along.  You hadn’t even noticed how sensitive it had become, not until your back arched and a needy whine jumped from your chest.  “Oh fuck, Riley, I’m close,” you yelped.

“Yeah?” he whined— actually, he repeated it a few times as he watched you get closer to your peak, but it was all falling on deaf ears as your moans got louder and louder.

“Yes!” you cried out, shaking under him; even with his weight pressing you down into the bed, it began to feel like you were floating somehow.  It was one of those orgasms that left you a little numb, with little jolts of raw pleasure that were almost too much— but your only defense was holding tighter onto him, inside and out.

“O-oh god,” he choked weakly, the movement of his thumb slowing but his hips going faster than ever.  “Fuck, fuck!”

He stopped all at once, burying himself in one last stroke as deep as he could reach, moaning lowly against the crook of your neck as he went mostly limp atop you.

After catching your breath for a few moments, you hummed softly in contentment and he carefully lifted himself up just to fall back down beside you on the bed.  He looked at you with heavy eyes but a huge smile; “You wear me out, you know that?” he breathed, reaching up to move some hair stuck to your face.

“You distract me from my work, you know that?” you countered.

“Hey, you got it done,” he defended.  “We’ll let Ben know as soon as I… you know, remember how to exist.  And use cell phones.”

“And maybe after a shower…” you suggested.  As soon as you saw the sparkle in Riley’s eye you added: “Separately.  I’ll pass out before we can make it to dinner tonight if we just end up fucking again.”

“I mean, they’ve been putting off dinner for months— why can’t we blow them off for once?” he suggested with a smirk, moving closer to you on the bed.

“I thought I’d worn you out,” you remembered with a breathless laugh, and he wrapped an arm around you to pull you into him.

“You did,” he sighed against your neck, “I’m just… easily re-inspired.”

~

It was a good thing this place was mostly empty, since this was technically somewhat sensitive information, but you figured anyone who overheard wouldn’t know enough about the conversation to glean anything too significant.  You found yourself rubbing your hands together under the table anxious as you watched Ben across from you, holding your work, and waited for his response.

“This is incredible,” Ben smiled as he read your decryption, making both you and Riley smile back with pride.  “A polyalphabetic substitution cipher, I should’ve known.”

“Yeah, any idiot would’ve known that,” Riley joked flatly.

“Where’d you find this girl?” Ben asked him, and you glanced at your boyfriend to find a little flush on his cheeks.

“You know, the technical answer is that we met at a panel lecture proposing that certain ‘random’—” he accentuated the word with a sarcastic tone and air-quotes— “radio frequencies detected by military technology might be messages from extraterrestrials—”

Ben rolled his eyes even at the passing mention of one of Riley’s more absurd conspiracy theories.

“But,” Riley continued, “I have a theory that she was actually created in a lab, specifically for me, by a team of scientists with the inexplicable goal of making me happy.”

“Oh, come on,” you giggled nervously, shoving Riley on the shoulder but failing to stop him from giving you a kiss on your heated cheek.

“That line working on you really is a testament to the fact that you’re made for each other,” Ben offered, and you decided to ignore the backhanded element of the compliment because of your sense that there was something very genuine about it.

“Look who’s here,” Riley pointed towards the front door of the restaurant, over Ben’s shoulder, causing the latter to turn in his seat and look back.  “Abigail, over here!”

She waved when she saw you, quickly approaching the table and taking her seat as she apologized for being tardy; “This is Dr. Abigail Chase,” Ben introduced her with a proud smile.

“Oh, don’t be so formal,” she gently scolded him (maybe everything she said sounded that nice with her accent, though), but she beamed as she grabbed your extended hand to shake it.  “It’s so nice to meet you, finally— I’ve heard so much from Riley.  He’s been bragging about you so much these past few months, I feel like I already know you!”

“Apparently he met her attending some panel about secret alien messages from space,” Ben told her with a smile and a yeah, I know, it’s crazy look in his eyes.

“Attending?” Riley repeated with a scoff.  “We were both speakers!”

Abigail was a little better at hiding any judgmental instinct; “How perfect,” she announced sweetly.

“She’s a real whiz with decryption though— look at this,” Ben instructed, handing the (condensed) page of your notes over to Abigail, who took it and tilted her head as she read to herself.  

“Wow,” she sighed, “you made quick work of it: Hamilton’s fortepiano?  That must be in a museum somewhere.”

“It’s still in his home in New York,” you replied quickly, “we already looked into it.”

“Did you help her at all with the solve?” Ben asked Riley suddenly, who turned to you with a slightly mischievous look in his eyes.  

“Uh,” he stalled before clearing his throat nervously, but never looking away from you— “y-yeah, I helped… in my own way.”

[raz-writes-the-thing]

third masterlist

this masterlist is open (has not hit the link limit). please see masterlist masterpost for more works.

fandoms are in alphabetical order.

BAD SAMARITAN

Cale Erendreich x Reader

One-Shots

Who's In Danger Now? - (GN!Reader)

Cale forgot about your birthday and now he's the one in danger

BEETLEJUICE

Betelgeuse x Reader

Drabbles

Cold Comforts - (GN!Reader)

You have a headache and Beej does his best to offer you some comfort.

A Little Passion - (GN!Reader) 18+

All you want to see is some goddamn passion- is that too much to ask for?

One-Shots

A Rather Short and Sharp Descent - (AFAB!GN!Reader) 18+

When you'd struck a deal with the demonic ghost, you'd not expected to fall for him. Perhaps less so, you hadn't expected to be tumbling quite down this path...

Ashes to Ashes - (GN!Reader) 18+

Beej does not love it when you talk to strangers at the bar. He likes it even less when you laugh at their jokes.

CALL OF DUTY

Captain John Price x Reader

Headcanons

GN!Reader with hurt knees

Drabbles

For Now, At Least - (GN!Reader)

It's the best kind of surprise when John comes home earlier than you expect.

Simon "Ghost" Riley x Reader

Headcanons

GN!Reader with hurt knees

Drabbles

Still - (Fem!Reader) 18+

Simon's always paying attention. Even when you think he's not.

DOCTOR WHO

How the Doctors help reader with a headache (10th-15th)

Tenth Doctor x Reader

Headcanons

Dom HCs (nsfw)

Dark!Tenth Doctor x Reader

Drabbles

Would He? - (GN!Reader)

You're not convinced the Doctor is a big fan of aftercare.

Eleventh Doctor x Reader

One-Shots

Star-Crossed - (GN!Reader)

You and the Doctor find out that neither of you are on the same page when it comes to defining your relationship.

Fourteenth Doctor x Reader

Fourteenth Doctor Smut HCs

Fifteenth Doctor x Reader

Drabbles

Pretty Faces - (GN!reader)

based on the prompt "spells".

GOOD OMENS

Crowley x Reader

Drabbles

These Old Things - (GN!Reader)

Crowley has a bit of a self-revelation when his wings pop out upon seeing you.

MARVEL

Logan Howlett x Reader

Headcanons

Pet name HCs

Wade "Deadpool" Wilson x Reader

Headcanons

Pet name HCs

Drabbles

The Way Down - (GN!Reader)

You have this game, Wade and you, where you like to live out the beginning of your relationship over again as some kinky fuck-fest. If only the cops weren't so insistent on ruining your fun.

SUPERNATURAL

Team Free Will x Reader

Headcanons

TFW + Gabe with pets

Crowley x Reader

Drabbles

Blood Red Blooms - (GN!Reader)

You've had a great day and are just happy to see your love.

WALKING DEAD (THE)

Negan Smith x Reader

One-Shots

Your Time - (GN!Reader) 18+

You reminisce over your relationship with Negan and look towards the day to come. Based on the prompt "memory."

[inkspottie]

Hear me out on an AU Spottie Confluence x Subnautica (I hope you know the Subnautica lore bc it kinda spoils): Urbanshade is a sub-company of Alterra, and as a bigger and more important company than Urbanshade (which is not known as part of Alterra) decided that during the checking about if there were illegal activities in their labs, transferred all test subjects (It takes place while Sadao's still in the tube in a dormant state) in a lab on 4546B in an Alterra lab. There the testing will continue, but the story will be different as Gabe doesn't go but change planets fully, this AU would take place after the canon-events of Subnautica, as Riley (mc) freed the Enzyme 42, curing the place from Kharaa. In the end, using the Precursor technologies (portal gates) Gabe manages to come back to Earth, and also have a sort of 'pocket portal' to reach 4546B where the others stayed at safety (will get update with Confluence updates :3)

I feel terrible because I know next to nothing about subnatica. I know it’s right up my alley of stuff I just never get to it, or get distracted by other things. But it does sound neat :0

[choicesficwriterscreations]

CFWC LGBTQIA Masterlist - Jan 2024

✒️ = Fanfic | 📱= Text Fics/Edits | 🎨= Fanart Ⓜ️ = Mature Content 18+ | 🔥 = Explicit/NSFW 18+ 🏳️‍🌈 = LGBTQIA | 🌟Choices Holidays 2023

ACROSS THE VOID

Captain Pandrosion Elara 🎨🏳️‍🌈🔹 | Sol, Meridian, Kepler, Pedrosian by @/artbyainna (IG) (C: @lilyoffandoms)

Sol x MC Fanart 🎨🏳️‍🌈 by @oh-so-youre-a-nerd

BLADES OF LIGHT AND SHADOW

Aerin Valleros x M!elf!MC Fanart 🎨🏳️‍🌈 by @oh-so-youre-a-nerd

Aerin Valleros x OC Fanart 🎨🏳️‍🌈 by @oh-so-youre-a-nerd

Blades Fanfic ✒️🏳️‍🌈| Tyril x elf!mc x Mal x f!human!mc - @storyofmychoices

Healing Herbs 🎨🏳️‍🌈 🔹| f!Aerin Valleros x MC by @gaiuskamilah

Springs Eternal 🎨🏳️‍🌈 🔹| Mal Volari x MC - @gaiuskamilah

Tyril Starfury x MC 🎨🏳️‍🌈🔹by @gaiuskamilah

BLOODBOUND

Bloodbound MC Fanart 🎨🏳️‍🌈🔹by @vampirkit

CRIMES OF PASSION

Gabriel Rose 🎨🏳️‍🌈🔹by @lilyoffandoms

THE CURSED HEART

Kieran x MC Fanart 🎨Ⓜ️🏳️‍🌈 by @oh-so-youre-a-nerd (C: @lilyoffandoms)

ENDLESS SUMMER

Grandchildren: Leonel 🎨🏳️‍🌈| Estela Montoya x MC - @marmolady

HIGH SCHOOL STORY

Aiden Zhou x MC Fanart 🎨🏳️‍🌈 by @hydn-jpg for @cadybear420

IMMORTAL DESIRES

Breakfast Roast ✒️🏳️‍🌈| m!Cas x m!Gabriel x NB!MC - @aria-ashryver

Cas Harlow Fanart 2🎨🏳️‍🌈🔹by @aallotarenunelma

Immortal Desires Fanart ✒️🏳️‍🌈 | m!Cas x m!Gabriel x NB!MC - @aria-ashryver

Immortal Desires MC Fanart 🎨 🏳️‍🌈 by @lilyoffandoms for @aria-ashryver

Immortal Desires NB!MC Fanart 🎨🏳️‍🌈 by @lilyoffandoms for @aallotarenunelma

Snow in Crimson, Starlight in Gold (Series) ✒️Ⓜ️🏳️‍🌈| m!cas x m!gabe x m!mc - @aria-ashryver Chapter 38: Heaven is Not Fit to House a Love Like You and I

IT LIVES SERIES

Abel Flint Fanart 🎨🏳️‍🌈🔹by @aallotarenunelma

Lincoln McQuoid x M!MC Fanart 🎨🏳️‍🌈 by @somewillwin (C: @linkysmommy)

No Second Chances ✒️🏳️‍🌈🟣| Lincoln Aquino (McQuoid) x M!MC - @linkysmommy

Noah Marshall x M!MC Fanart 🎨🏳️‍🌈by @errajay

Snowed in at the Cabin ✒️🏳️‍🌈🌟| Lincoln McQuoid x NB!MC - @aallotarenunelma

Spirit, Stay Gentle (1/2) ✒️Ⓜ️🏳️‍🌈| Lincoln McQuoid x M!MC - @abelflints

The Rainbow Recipe Book ✒️🏳️‍🌈🔹 by @aallotarenunelma

LAWS OF ATTRACTION

Hold Me Close ✒️🏳️‍🌈🔹| Gabe Ricci x M!MC - @choicesmc

Serving Cunt and Justice 🎨🏳️‍🌈| Multiple Characters by @oh-so-youre-a-nerd

OPEN HEART

Countdown to 2024 🎨🏳️‍🌈🌟| OH F!MC, OH F!OC, OH F!MC2 art by @/artbyainna (IG) (C: @lilyoffandoms for @storyofmychoices @jerzwriter)

Halloween (Series) ✒️🏳️‍🌈| OH M!MC - @mydemonsdrivealimo Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6

"I'll pour... Now tell me more!" ✒️🏳️‍🌈🔹| Bryce Lahela, F!MC - @jerzwriter

THE ROYAL ROMANCE

Anything But Common (Series) ✒️🏳️‍🌈| Hana Lee & MC - @silvermillenniumqueenneptune Magical Misadventures in Miscellany

Unexpected (Series) ✒️Ⓜ️🏳️‍🌈🔹| Liam x Maxwell x Riley - @angelasscribbles Chapter 12: The Beginning

VEIL OF SECRETS

Jeff Duffy x MC Fanart 🎨🏳️‍🌈 by @oh-so-youre-a-nerd

[eludin-realm]

Character Name Ideas (Male)

So I've been browsing through BehindTheName (great resource!) recently and have compiled several name lists. Here are some names, A-Z, that I like. NOTE: If you want to use any of these please verify sources, meanings etc, I just used BehindTheName to browse and find all of these. Under the cut:

A: Austin, Aiden, Adam, Alex, Angus, Anthony, Archie, Argo, Ari, Aric, Arno, Atlas, August, Aurelius, Alexei, Archer, Angelo, Adric, Acarius, Achilou, Alphard, Amelian, Archander B: Bodhi, Bastian, Baz, Beau, Beck, Buck, Basil, Benny, Bentley, Blake, Bowie, Brad, Brady, Brody, Brennan, Brent, Brett, Brycen C: Cab, Cal, Caden, Cáel, Caelan, Caleb, Cameron, Chase, Carlos, Cooper, Carter, Cas, Cash, Cassian, Castiel, Cedric, Cenric, Chance, Chandler, Chaz, Chad, Chester, Chet, Chip, Christian, Cillian, Claude, Cicero, Clint, Cody, Cory, Coy, Cole, Colt, Colton, Colin, Colorado, Colum, Conan, Conrad, Conway, Connor, Cornelius, Creed, Cyneric, Cynric, Cyrano, Cyril, Cyrus, Crestian, Ceric D: Dallas, Damien, Daniel, Darach, Dash, Dax, Dayton, Denver, Derek, Des, Desmond, Devin, Dewey, Dexter, Dietrich, Dion, Dmitri, Dominic, Dorian, Douglas, Draco, Drake, Drew, Dudley, Dustin, Dusty, Dylan, Danièu E: Eadric, Evan, Ethan, Easton, Eddie, Eddy, Einar, Eli, Eilas, Eiljah, Elliott, Elton, Emanuel, Emile, Emmett, Enzo, Erik, Evander, Everett, Ezio F: Faolán, Faron, Ferlin, Felix, Fenrir, Fergus, Finley, Finlay, Finn, Finnian, Finnegan, Flint, Flip, Flynn, Florian, Forrest, Fritz G: Gage, Gabe, Grady, Grant, Gray, Grayson, Gunnar, Gunther, Galahad H: Hale, Harley, Harper, Harvey, Harry, Huey, Hugh, Hunter, Huxley I: Ian, Ianto, Ike, Inigo, Isaac, Isaias, Ivan, Ísak J: Jack, Jacob, Jake, Jason, Jasper, Jax, Jay, Jensen, Jed, Jeremy, Jeremiah, Jesse, Jett, Jimmie, Jonas, Jonas, Jonathan, Jordan, Josh, Julien, Jovian, Jun, Justin, Joseph, Joni, K: Kaden, Kai, Kale, Kane, Kaz, Keane, Keaton, Keith, Kenji, Kenneth, Kent, Kevin, Kieran, Kip, Knox, Kris, Kristian, Kyle, Kay, Kristján, Kristófer L: Lamont, Lance, Landon, Lane, Lars, László, Laurent, Layton, Leander, Leif, Leo, Leonidas, Leopold, Levi, Lewis, Louie, Liam, Liberty, Lincoln, Linc, Linus, Lionel, Logan, Loki, Lucas, Lucian, Lucio, Lucky, Luke, Luther, Lyall, Lycus, Lykos, Lyle, Lyndon, Llewellyn, Landri, Laurian, Lionç M: Major, Manny, Manuel, Marcus, Mason, Matt, Matthew, Matthias, Maverick, Maxim, Memphis, Midas, Mikko, Miles, Mitch, Mordecai, Mordred, Morgan, Macari, Maïus, Maxenci, Micolau, Miro N: Nate, Nathan, Nathaniel, Niall, Nico, Niels, Nik, Noah, Nolan, Niilo, Nikander, Novak, O: Oakley, Octavian, Odin, Orlando, Orrick, Ǫrvar, Othello, Otis, Otto, Ovid, Owain, Owen, Øyvind, Ozzie, Ollie, Oliver, Onni P: Paisley, Palmer, Percival, Percy, Perry, Peyton, Phelan, Phineas, Phoenix, Piers, Pierce, Porter, Presley, Preston, Pacian Q: Quinn, Quincy, Quintin R: Ragnar, Raiden, Ren, Rain, Rainier, Ramos, Ramsey, Ransom, Raul, Ray, Roy, Reagan, Redd, Reese, Rhys, Rhett, Reginald, Remiel, Remy, Ridge, Ridley, Ripley, Rigby, Riggs, Riley, River, Robert, Rocky, Rokas, Roman, Ronan, Ronin, Romeo, Rory, Ross, Ruairí, Rufus, Rusty, Ryder, Ryker, Rylan, Riku, Roni S: Sammie, Sammy, Samuel, Samson, Sanford, Sawyer, Scout, Seán, Seth, Sebastian, Seymour, Shane, Shaun, Shawn, Sheldon, Shiloh, Shun, Sid, Sidney, Silas, Skip, Skipper, Skyler, Slade, Spencer, Spike, Stan, Stanford, Sterling, Stevie, Stijn, Suni, Sylvan, Sylvester T: Tab, Tad, Tanner, Tate, Tennessee, Tero, Terrance, Tevin, Thatcher, Tierno, Tino, Titus, Tobias, Tony, Torin, Trace, Trent, Trenton, Trev, Trevor, Trey, Troy, Tripp, Tristan, Tucker, Turner, Tyler, Ty, Teemu U: Ulric V: Valerius, Valor, Van, Vernon, Vespasian, Vic, Victor, Vico, Vince, Vinny, Vincent W: Wade, Walker, Wallis, Wally, Walt, Wardell, Warwick, Watson, Waylon, Wayne, Wes, Wesley, Weston, Whitley, Wilder, Wiley, William, Wolfe, Wolfgang, Woody, Wulfric, Wyatt, Wynn X: Xander, Xavier Z: Zachary, Zach, Zane, Zeb, Zebediah, Zed, Zeke, Zeph, Zaccai

[ygsunflower]

Under the Bridge 1x07 👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼 Absolutely no one has asked for this, but here’s my review: A very quality episode all around- Storytelling, cinematography, acting, all superb work in my opinion. Exactly how I imagined this episode would go after finishing the Under the Bridge book in terms of the case. Definitely stirred up the same emotions as when I was reading the book.

How I interpreted Rebecca’s “obsession” with telling Warren’s story, make sure everybody “knows his heart” seems to align with what the show’s trying to get at- Yes, Warren is a boy who’s had a quiet yet unfortunate life, but he is not Gabe. He is Rebecca. A kid who didn’t know better and did/said horrible things in the heat of the moment that had a much bigger consequene than they could possibly comprehend even afterwards.

It seems to me that Rebecca (the show character) also didn’t fully understand or maybe didn’t want to admit why she so desperately wanted and needed to tell everyone Warren’s heart- She wanted to convince or prove to “the world”- to herself really (and maybe Cam)- that she did monsterous things (bullied her brother, shouted horrible things at him) but she’s not a monster.

Again, I am not passing judgment or taking sides on the true case and real people involved in the case. I am only focusing on the characters and the show’s artistic choices to tell the story from the book. I think the show did a good job capturing the book, aka the real Rebecca’s perspective of the stories around the case, and added more-

1) When Rebecca’s dad read the draft, he brought up that in the story about Reena Virk’s case, she’s everywhere, but yet she is no where to be found in Rebecca’s book. Why is that? What is she afraid of?

2) Suman stared right into Rebecca’s eyes and said Warren saw someone who’s weaker so he did what he did. Then, questioned her if Reena looked like her, do you think he’d still do what he did?! The book in my opinion did not really touched on the racial aspect of the discussion, maybe it only implied or vaguely hinted at, but I like how the show directly point it out. I can’t quite put this into words, but I also felt that what Suman said about Warren in that moment did not see Reena as a person has a slightly different meaning from when the same statement was made during court when they tried to pin Warren for the murder.

3) Similar to the point above, I am not sure if this is intentional on the director/show-creator’s part, but I found it interesting that while the connection between Rebecca and Warren was forming, the show also established a mirror connection between Cam and Dusty 👀 I personally see it as mirroring in terms of race ethnicity but also a mirror comparison in their childhood experience aka the role they both played in the case of Gabe and Reena. Besides wanting to see them continuously showcasing the true case progress, I can’t wait to see if the show will tell us what did happen with Gabe in the last episode? We seem to know the role Dusty/Cam played in the case. We know Warren/Rebecca think they contributed 3/10 parts to Gabe/Reena’s death. We know that Kelly owed 7/10 parts to Reena’s death, then what’s the 7/10 parts to Gabe’s death?! Was it truly an accident or was there something more?

Lastly, the scene between Rebecca x Cam in the bedroom… such wonderful acting by Riley and Lily 🥲

Also, I truly see the real Rebecca shining through Riley’s Rebecca in this episode for some reason…

[newkatzkafe2023]

Character List and (Y/N)

Genderbend animated Sitcom wifes x Yandere motherly Seriel killer reader

Name (Y/N) (L/N)

Age 22

Gender: female

(Eye color): (e/c)

(Hair color): (h/c)

Appearance:

your a tall woman with (e/c) eyes and (h/c)You have long hair that usually up in one or two buns and you wear glasses.

Personality: You are an enigma and Mystery. You are a Recluse who runs a bakery called Katz Kafe a kid and animal friendly Cafe in the middle of the Neighborhood. You are a quiet young woman who loves animals and children and because of that you are more of an Observer then a talker But at night, you are a serial killer called hellcat And you target abusive parents who disregard and harm their children So therefore you also take the kids You save to either foster care or a new home while leaving proof and evidence that the parents were not fit to raise their child. When you come out of you she'll your friendly, care, protective, intelligent, and wise and you give fairly good advice. You yourself had some parents who abused you and your siblings and when you were 11 you murdered your parents in cold blood and proceeded to do the same to any parents who do the same to their children.

(Normal) Shy, kind, caring, protective, paranoid, Fierce, motherly, gentle, loving, harmless

(HellCat) sadistic, vindictive, mean Spirited, harsh, realistic, jaded, Short tempered, lethal

Powers/abilities

weapon use: you have a spiky club you use to kill your victims. You named it Excaliblog😵

Cooking: you are very good at cooking and baking you make free samples for the children and homemade healthy animal treats for their pets.👩‍🍳

Hyper awareness: you can hear things from miles away and pinpoint where it's coming from🫡

Night vision: you trained yourself to see and kill in the dark 😶‍🌫️

Teaching: you are an incredible teacher from Academics to self defense you can teach anybody anything you mainly tutor the children 🤓

Self defense: you are a fighter from professional to street fighter 😷

Super strength: Nobody knows how strong you truly are not even yourself but you could easily lift an school bus😤

Info broker: you know what goes on around the city even though you're not there🧐

Speed: you are very fast you once chase a bus you missed all the way to the next stop😛

Unlimited Stamina: your never Tired period it's never gonna happen 😑

Rage Quit: if someone were to hurt or threatened someone you love or a small child infront of you, you'll fly into a fit of blind pitch black rage that usually leaves blood on you hands ✋️🤬🤯

The genderbends lover Boys/Men

Marge simpson/Mark simpson (the simpsons)

Lois Griffin/ Lewis Griffin( Family Guy)

Francine Smith/ Francis Smith(American dad)

Donna Tubbs/ Donnie tubs (the Cleveland show)

Queen Dagmar /King Denmark(disenchantment)

Jenny hart/ Jake Hart(bless the harts)

Linda Belcher/ Lipten Belcher(Bob's burgers)

Gayle Genarro/ Gabe Genarro (Bob's burgers)

Peggy hill/ Pennsy Hill (king of the hill)

Nancy Gribble/ Nathan Gribble (king of the hill)

Minh Souphanousinphone/Mink Souphanousinphone (king of the hill)

Turanga leela/ Turango Lero(futurama)

Amy wong/ Alvin Wong(futurama)

Labarbara Conrad/ Lawson Conrad(futurama)

Beth Smith/ Ben Smith(Rick and Morty)

Riley Regan/ Ruckus Regan(inside job)

Paige Tillerman/ Pac Tillerman(Central Park)

Abby Hunter/ Albert Hunter(Central Park)

Helen Morgendorffer/ Hal Morgendorffer (Daria)

Honeybee Tobin/Wasp Tobin (the great North)

Sharon Marsh/Seymour Marsh (South park)

Liane Cartman/Lance Cartman (South park)

Carol Mccormick/ Calvin Mccormick(South park)

Sheila Brofloviski/ Sheldon Brofloviski (South park)

Annie Harris/Anthony Harris (Duncanville)

Diane Birch/Danny Birch(big mouth)

Monica Foreman-Greenwald/Marvin Foreman-Greenwald (big mouth)

Shanon Glaser/Shane Glaser (big mouth)

Lana kane/Lenny kane (Archer)

Dr Jill/ Dr Jack (Housebroken)

Your theme songs:

Ok New Character Bio Done!🥳

That's alot of men huh?🤭

Well that's how special you are😏🤤😉

As Usual Leave Comments!!!!!

[luke-hughes43]

they def have celebratory sex then.

well if the us could ever do anything.

yes they do.

even when they lose, if will or riley get a point there is celebratory sex from gabe bc he’s proud of them.

and he’s knows they’re sad so he’s also trying to cheer them up.

[toasttt11]

gabe x riley x will

gabe x riley x will

5”11 x 5”9 x 6”0

sunshine x grumpy x sunshine

hockey player x hockey player x hockey player

golden retriever x black cat x golden retriever

her softest spot x the gf x her soft spot

always warm x always warm x always cold

he fell second x she reluctantly fell x he fell first

sweet boy x angry girl x sassy boy

needs cuddles x does need both x needs kisses

cleans her up x always fighting x thinks it’s hot

driver x passenger princess x passenger princess

[doodling-doodle]

A Merry Wedding

(The Slice Of Paradice AU)

Their wedding was very carefully planned, mostly by Kyle. But it was beautiful. Just what they wanted and needed.

—

Kyle had done most of the planning, and Alex loved all of it. All the ideas, the venue, the everything. They got custom suits. Kyle's was a pure white suit, the back of the jacket went down to his knees to mimic a train on a dress. Alex melted when he heard it. But neither saw each other's suits yet. 

But it was the wedding day. Their anniversary. Christmas day.

The venue was a beautiful rustic barn. Pretty big. And perfect.

They hadn't seen each other all morning. They had gone to their separate rooms to get ready. 

Alex

"Alex, how are you freaking out so much?” His brother asked.

“Well, Matt, I’m sorry THAT I’M GETTING MARRIED IN LESS THEN AN HOUR!!”

“Dude, calm down.”

He took a breath, and just looked himself in the mirror. Kyle was in the room next to him. This was it. The best day of his life. Yet he hadn’t seen Kyle all morning. He heard things coming from his room: laughing, crying, and Kyle saying that he just wanted it to start already. His voice was barely back. He thought that it would be in sign language, and it was okay. The recovery was hard on both of them. Hospitals, scans, meds, wedding decor shopping, just… a lot of things happening. But it was all worth it.

“I can’t believe this is finally happening…”

“You're happy it is though, right?” Anne asked.

“Hell yeah!”

He and Kyle had decided to have both bridesmaids and groomsmen on both sides. Anne was his maid of honor. He had a light gray color for all of them. The men had suits, but Anne chose a jumpsuit.

He had Anne, his niece Jess, who was wearing a knee length, long sleeved dress and tights, His brother Matt, and Gabe on his side. 

"You look wayy too nervous, buddy." Gabe said. 

"It's a good nervous!"

"Can't wait to see John cry. And you cry." Anne said, "ten minutes, buddy."

Then, it was time for him to wait at the Altar…

Kyle

He was crying while looking in the mirror. He felt beautiful. He didn't know that he'd love the pure white clothes. He hoped Alex loved it just as much. 

"Look at you." Price said, hugging him, "you look amazing. Alex will love it."

"I-i hope so…" He whispered, "thank you, dad…"

Price was walking him down the aisle. He cried when Kyle asked him to. Graves was the best man. He had Matt, Farah, and Ghost. The colors were a dark forest green, a dark blue, and gold. 

Another thing he wanted to tie them all together was all of the wedding parties and families having roses somehow.

Ghost, Soap, Price, both Matt's, Gabe, Roach, Alejandro and Rodolfo all were wearing boutonnieres. Halo-Matt, Ghost and Graves had golden ones to go with the green suit jacket and dress pants with a blue undershirt. Price, Ale, Rudy, Roach and Alex’s dad, Jack, had red ones. Gabe and the other Matt had gray ones.

Laswell, Ava, Anne, Jess, and Alex’s mom all had roses in their hair somehow. Laswell had done a fancy bun on herself and Ava, putting the flowers in the back and going up the right side. Alex's mom, Mary, had just gotten a simple but beautiful hair clip to put on the end of her side braids. Jess had made beautiful dangling strings with roses to go down the back of her head. Farah had a sash with golden roses to wear with her green dress and blue Headscarf.

Alex, of course, had a red one. Kyle had a white one.

"So beautiful, Kyle…" Graves whispered., "it's time. Go to the aisle."

He nodded, watching as the others walked out before him and Price. Alex was waiting for him.

"You ready?" Price asked.

He nodded, smiling.

"Good. They're ready for us. Let's go."

He took a deep breath, and they walked out to go to the aisle. 

He saw Alex downstairs waiting. And he started sobbing. 

A beautiful black suit, with a red undershirt and black tie. Medals covered the right side of his chest, and a red rose boutonnière on the left side of his chest.

He saw Alex start to cry his eyes out while they walked down the aisle while he and Price both sobbed.

"I'm so happy for you two." Price whispered, hugging him before giving him away, "I love you, okay?"

And he was given to Alex, who held him so gently.

“You look beautiful." Alex said, smiling.

He held Alex's arm, wanting to say, "so do you. " but he was saving his strength.

Alex

It took a few minutes, but he was already crying a little. their families in the front row, and the grooms-maid’s and men already lined up.

He looked to the end of the aisle, up the stairs.

And broke down in tears.

Kyle was standing in a beautiful pure-white suit, white rose boutonnière, all of his medals, covering most of the right side of his chest, and combat boots, crying softly while Price wiped tears off his own face.

He couldn't help his staring while they walked down the aisle. Kyle was gorgeous, he always was. But this had made it real for him. He was marrying that wonderful man.

Price quietly whispered something to Kyle before hugging him and giving him to Alex.

“You look beautiful…” Alex whispered.

Kyle smiled, holding Alex's arm in a way to say, "You are too."

They held each other's hands, staring into each other's eyes. And there was mistletoe above them. 

The officiant was actually a family friend of Alex's, and was happy to be the one to officiate their marriage. 

The ceremony started fairly quickly. Alex found himself just looking at every small detail. Kyle's eyes, his scars, his smile, everything about him. 

He was still a little upset that he wouldn't hear Kyle's voice. But he was okay with it. All that mattered was that he was okay. They could get married. That’s what mattered.

Then, they could say their vows. Alex went first.

"Kyle… you have been the best thing that ever happened to me. How unbelievably lucky was I to meet you? To date you? And now, to marry you? You're an angel. The light I needed in my life. Everything I needed and more. You're beautiful. Your kind. You're perfect in every way… I promise to cherish you, to hold you, and never let you go. I promise to love you, and treat you with nothing but reverence. To hold you through the hard times, and the good. I will love you until my dying breath. I will be here for you until the day I die. For better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, I promise to love and cherish you."

Kyle was crying by then. Alex lightly loosened his grip on his hands, thinking he'd have to pull back to sign his vows. Kyle tightened his grip, taking a breath.

"A-alex…"

It was barely above a whisper. But it was Kyle. And just hearing that made him tear up.

"My whole life, I thought I'd never get married. Then you came along. And you gave me warmth, and love, and light that I never knew I needed. Never thought I’d have. And here I am. Through many hard times, a few near-deaths, and many more amazing times… we’re here. We’re alive, only we both have a few things missing. But, here we are.. And here I am, with you…Everything I’ve ever wanted. Perfect, beautiful, handsome, kind, loving, and caring… I promise to love you, hold you, and cherish you. To never let you go. To be here with you and love you until my last breath.For better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, I promise to love and cherish you.”

Alex was crying by then, smiling. He’d barely heard his voice in the past year. Maybe becuase he was saving his strength for this. But, they had learned both ASL and BSL in the last year, knew it petty well, too. But this was just… perfect. 

And he knew everyone was sobbing from it.

They were given the rings. They were custom made, with their names carved on the outside, embedded diamonds on either side of the ring.

Alex took Kyle’s hand, holding it gently and sliding the ring on his finger. Then Kyle did the same, shaking slightly.

“Alex, do you take Kyle to be your lawfully wedded husband until death do you apart?”

He teared up more, choking back a sob as he said “I do.”

“Kyle, do you take Alex to be your lawfully wedded husband until death do you apart?”

Kyle smiled, choking out a quiet, “I-I do…”

“I now pronounce you married, you may now kiss.”

Alex pulled Kyle closer, cupping his cheek, leaning down to kiss him gently.

He faintly heard the others all cheering, but he was lost too lost in his thoughts of Kyle.

He slowly pulled away, looking into Kyle’s eyes, smiling.

They went back down the aisle and up the stairs to have a few minutes alone as a just married couple.

“You… I can’t believe you did that…” Alex said as he closed the door, “I missed your voice so much… this is the best wedding gift I could’ve gotten.”

Kyle smiled at that, signing, “I was trying really hard to not talk. I wanted to make it more special for you. So, I tried to save all my strength…”

He smiled, “I love you… so much. I can’t believe we finally are married.”

“Best thing to happen in the past year.”

He chuckled, “We’ve gotten through a lot more then this, hun. But this was definitely one of the hardest things to happen to us. I’m so happy to know your okay…” He smiled, cupping Kyle’s cheek, looking outside.

He smiled, leading Kyle outside, where it had started to snow.

“Perfect…” Kyle whispered, holding onto Alex.

“We have about ten minutes until the reception.” Alex said, looking down at him, smiling, “Want to watch the snow?”

Kyle nodded, laying his head down on Alex’s shoulder.

They watched for the whole time they were waiting, just smiling, and softly talking about the plans for the honeymoon.

Then they went back inside for the reception.  

The room was already set up. Tables were placed around the outer parts of the room, the sweetheart table was at the end of the room, and there was nothing but sweets served after a classic Christmas dinner. They wanted it to be a good night. There were coffee’s, hot chocolates, and tea’s, and there was a small station where they could get flavoring, whip cream, and marshmallows, as well as caramel and chocolate sauce.

Everyone cheered again seeing them walk back down the stairs, clearing the floor for them before Price and Graves came up to Kyle to hug him, Alex’s parents doing the same.

There was a small bit of resistance from Alex’s mother when they said they weren’t doing the other dances after their own. But they eventually just accepted it

And it wasn’t long before they started their dance. Lover by Taylor Swift. The first song they ever danced to. The first time Kyle danced. When Alex wanted to get a ring to propose.

Everyone started crying, including them. But they just felt so happy. 

Alex just kept looking into Kyle’s eyes, smiling. He just kept thinking about how beautiful he was.

Kyle did everything he could to hold back his tears, smiling up at his husband. He wanted to just… press pause on it all to make it last longer.

They happily went to their table, where their beautiful cake was.

Alex giggled as he saw Kyle get icing all over his face.

Kyle just looked unamused, just was smirking and chuckling. 

Until he smacked Alex with a bunch of icing, and that’s when the others noticed.

“You two are acting like bloody children!” Price yelled.

“We don’t give a fuck! We ain’t in the military anymore, we can be children!” Alex yelled back.

Alejandro and Rodolfo were cackling, just watching them try and clean themselves up.

Which failed, leading to more giggles.

Alex couldn’t stop giggling while looking at Kyle, seeing him still wiping it off his face.

"That was a bad idea." Kyle whispered, still giggling

"Worth it. You look adorable." Alex said back.

During the reception, they found some time to sneak off. It was still snowing, though it had slowed a lot.

They walked around the venue, around the frozen river, and the snow covered trees, talking about their plans for the honeymoon.

They wanted to go to Canada for a week, followed by another week in Alaska. They had booked remote cabins in both places. They didn’t exactly have plans on what to do, but, they were figuring it out. They mostly just wanted to celebrate in the cabin, alone, but, they wanted to go out and do something. 

“We could even just… go out for dinner?” Kyle asked, "I really… just want time with you…"

"I agree. That's what we should do."

Kyle smiled, "Yeah… thank you… for all the shit we've gone through in the last year, this was… perfect."

Alex smiled, holding Kyle close as they walked back to the barn. It might've only been thirty minutes, but it felt like so long. Just walking alone through the snow was… almost magical. And perfect.

And the others all lit up when they came back in.

But as the night got darker, and the snow stopped… their wedding was over. The magical, wonderful, perfect, love filled, best night was over.

They planned to leave the next day. Later on. That way, they could sleep in, then get all of the decor packed up to go back to their home.

Alex still smiled when Kyle sat up in bed, sleepy eyes, messy hair, and yawning a lot while they packed up the decor, still in very comfy clothes.

His brother got all the decor and got it to their home while they were on their way to the airport.

They fell back asleep on the plane, only waking up when they landed in Canada. 

They smiled as they got to their hotel, and they decided to just relax for the day, in each others arms, just eating snacks, cuddling, and watching TV. They ordered their dinner, and they ate in bed, still holding each other while talking about their future together… they were just happy to be together. After all the shit they went through in the military, and Kyle getting sick… if that was what it took to end up here, they’d do it every time.

Finally, they started to fall asleep, in each others arms, content. 

“I love you, Alex…” Kyle whispered, voice rough from all the talking from the past two days.

“I love you, too, Kyle…” 

That week in Canada was one of the best.

And Alaska was even better.

Alex was lost in watching the Northern Lights with Kyle. they were gorgeous. 

“It’s perfect…” Kyle whispered, “I wish we could see this all the time.”

“Maybe we could come down here more often.” Alex said, wrapping an arm around his waist.

“I’d like that…”

“Then it’s settled.”

Kyle smiled, turning to Alex, running his hands up his chest, gently kissing his lips while Alex’s hands went down to his hips.

“Your amazing.” Alex said, “Your perfect. And I love you.”

Kyle smiled even more. The smile that lit up his eyes.

And Alex smiled back.

They weren’t happy when they had to fly back. But they were still excited to stat the next chapter of their relationship.

They did need to find out what to use all those fairy lights for, though…

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Gabe and Matt are not my ocs. I have permission from @angstkings to use them.

[dalekofchaos]

My hierarchy of ships in each LIS game

LIS 1

Chasefield

Marshfield

Grahamfield

Chasemarsh/Pricemarsh

Pricefield

Caulscott

Grahamscott

Scottham(Brooke/Warren)

Wardson(Dana/Juliet)

Jefferson and a horrible death

LIS:BTS

Amberprice

Pricerich

Myerscott

Steph x Samantha

LIS 2

Parkaz

Sean/Jacob

Sassidy

Sinn

Spiritwolf(older Daniel and Chris)

LIS:TC

Chenrich

Chencan(Gabe/Ryan)

Luchen

Ryan x Riley

[eadanga]

hi! summer pal exchange person here, could you give a little info about your 3 mcs you included like a screenshot or description pretty please :)

Of course nonny thanks for the ask

Emily Day x Chris Powell

Riley Rhys x Liam Rhys

Casey Smith x Gabe Ricci

[sonyclasica]

MIKE POST

MESSAGE FROM THE MOUNTAINS / ECHOES OF THE DELTA

El galardonado compositor de la música más memorable de la TV anuncia nuevo álbum en solitario el 5 de abril. Ya disponible el single adelanto "Breakdown/Night Sky.

Resérvalo AQUÍ

Escucha el adelanto AQUÍ

Desde el icónico "dun-dun" que se ha convertido en sinónimo del universo de Law and Order hasta los riffs instantáneamente reconocibles de The Rockford Files, Hill Street Blues, Magnum P.I y L.A. Law, entre otros, el compositor ganador de un Emmy® y un Grammy® MIKE POST ha ayudado a dar forma a medio siglo de cultura pop con sus célebres temas de televisión. Ahora, rinde homenaje a la música que inspiró esta prolífica carrera con Message from the Mountains & Echoes of the Delta, un álbum en solitario verdaderamente único que hace honor al bluegrass y al blues, disponible el 5 de abril a través de Sony Classical. El single adelanto de la colección, "Campfire Breakdown/Night Sky", se acaba de estrenar junto con la reserva de álbum: escúchalo aquí.

La forma en que el compositor Mike Post se describe a sí mismo ahora - "Soy un músico estadounidense"- es tan agradecida y respetuosa como ilimitada en su amplitud de miras y su ambición. Su nuevo álbum en solitario, Message from the Mountains & Echoes of the Delta, surgió como su propia celebración de la música del pueblo estadounidense que le ha inspirado en una carrera que abarca seis décadas. El álbum, presentado como un par de obras originales, combina los sonidos de una banda de bluegrass (Mensaje de las Montañas) y de una banda de blues (Ecos del Delta) -a las que se unen dos "dream teams" de solistas amigos y colegas- junto con la rica paleta y la fuerza expresiva de una orquesta completa.

La primera de las dos obras originales que componen el álbum, Message from the Mountains presenta nueve movimientos de múltiples facetas que utilizan los sonidos del bluegrass para celebrar la mezcla de tradición y experiencia cultural diversa en la música estadounidense. Los miembros de estas secciones rítmicas, inmensamente talentosos y premiados, son los siguientes: Herb Pedersen (banjo de 5 cuerdas); Gabe Witcher (violín); Mike Witcher (dobro); Patrick Sauber (guitarra acústica/mandolina); y Amy Keys (oradora). Echoes from the Delta, por su parte, refleja y explora la alegría exuberante y el pozo de angustia que forjaron el blues en 14 movimientos breves y expresivos. Se unen a Post y a la orquesta como solistas Sonny Landreth (guitarra slide); Eric Gales (guitarra eléctrica); Abe Laboriel Sr. (bajo); Abe Laboriel Jr. (batería); Robert Turner (órgano/piano); Jon O'Hara (teclados); y Amy Keys (vocalista).

MIKE POST: MESSAGE FROM THE MOUNTAINS & ECHOES OF THE DELTA

TRACKLISTING –

1. Message from the Mountains: I. Journeys - The Message

2. Message from the Mountains: II. Onward

3. Message from the Mountains: III. Sunrise Special

4. Message from the Mountains: IV. Redemption Valley

5. Message from the Mountains: V. Campfire Breakdown - Night Sky

6. Message from the Mountains: VI. Fort Smith Waltz

7. Message from the Mountains: VII. Strings Afire

8. Message from the Mountains: VIII. Spirit of the Owl

9. Message from the Mountains: IX. Destined to Dream

10. Echoes of the Delta: I. John the Revelator

11. Echoes of the Delta: II. River Walkin'

12. Echoes of the Delta: III. Just Before Dawn

13. Echoes of the Delta: IV. Highway 41

14. Echoes of the Delta: V. Little Zion

15. Echoes of the Delta: VI. The Gate to Greenwood

16. Echoes of the Delta: VII. Crossed Road

17. Echoes of the Delta: VIII. Riley Smiles

18. Echoes of the Delta: IX. Riffs 'Round the Sun

19. Echoes of the Delta: X. Sunday With Maudes

20. Echoes of the Delta: XI. Boogie Offspring

21. Echoes of the Delta: XII. Backside Middle

22. Echoes of the Delta: XIII. Sonny in the Second Line

23. Echoes of the Delta: XIV. Light the Dark Sky

24. Echoes of the Delta: XV. The Call

25. Echoes of the Delta: XVI. Circle Back Home

SOBRE MIKE POST

Aunque su nombre no resulte reconocible al instante, la música de Mike Post sí lo es. Sus inolvidables temas para The Rockford Files, Hill Street Blues, The A-Team, Magnum P.I., NYPD Blue, L.A. Law y muchos otros clásicos de la televisión -incluida la serie Law & Order (sobre todo, en el emblemático efecto "dun-dun" de dos notas que él creó)- forman parte de la banda sonora de la vida moderna estadounidense.

Apasionado por la música desde la infancia, Post era músico de sesión en la adolescencia en la zona de Los Ángeles, y rápidamente pasó a formar parte de un legendario colectivo de virtuosos de la música de estudio conocido como The Wrecking Crew. Post tocó para prácticamente todos los miembros activos de la escena discográfica de Los Ángeles durante esta época. Principalmente trabajó en los primeros éxitos de Sonny y Cher, empezando por "I Got You Babe". Mientras colaboraba con el productor Jimmy Bowen, formó The First Edition, con el entonces desconocido bajista/vocalista Kenny Rogers. Un gran éxito -con solo 23 años, el primero de sus cinco premios Grammy®- gracias a sus arreglos del famoso tema instrumental de 1968 "Classical Gas" encumbró a Post como compositor, arreglista y productor, antes de que la televisión cambiara el curso de su carrera a principios de los 70.

A lo largo de los años, ha escrito la música de siete mil horas de televisión, entre ellas: Law & Order: Special Victims Unit. Law & Order Criminal Intent, Law & Order, NYPD Blue, The Rockford Files, Magnum PI, Hill Street Blues, L.A. Law, The A-Team, Wiseguy, Hunter, The Commish, Quantum Leap, Doogie Howser MD, Blossom, Hooperman, The White Shadow, Hardcastle & McCormick, Byrds of Paradise, News Radio, Silk Stalkings y Renegade. Los temas de The Rockford Files, The Greatest American Hero, Hill Street Blues y L.A. Law  se convirtieron en éxitos de ventas y le valieron a Post cuatro de sus cinco premios Grammy®. En 1996 ganó el Emmy® a la mejor composición de un título principal por la aclamada Murder One.

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