#this half-counts for a fav movies of all time cause i don't watch movies that often anymore

[maranull]

top 5 favourite movies at the moment?

Hello, hello!

The Secret Life of Walter Mitty (2013)

The Greatest Showman (2017)

Last Night in Soho (2021)

Logan (2017)

Kimi No Na Wa (2016)

Thaaaaank you for the ask! <3

[firstkanaphans]

i have this habit of reading ao3 before i sleep or i just won't get sleep (yeah i am a teenager with effed up sleep habits)

and i realised that there are not enough sickfics in the firstkhao fandom 😭😭 like there are a few under akkaye but nothing under sandray (i don't remember if there is anything under alangaipa cause there is probably nothing)

so obviously i have a request to my fav writer which is PLEASE GIVE ME SICKFICS DJDNDNNSJDND

the absolute tenderness of looking after your lover, trying to shield them from it all and them just clinging on to you... I WILL CRY

i would love to read any sickfic from you, be it any fk couple. hope you dont mind this request <3

Anon, I really hope you're still around to read this because I know it's been ages since you requested it, but look! I wrote you a SandRay sick!fic. I hope you enjoy 💕 Word Count: 2227

Ray was sick. Or, well, he had been. 

For days he had been fighting off a bad case of the flu and although he had a tendency to become extra stubborn when he was ill, Sand took care of him without argument. He cooked Ray delicious homemade soup, washed the sweat from his body so that he wouldn’t get a chill, and made sure he never missed a dose of his medicine.

At the height of his illness, Ray had found Sand’s unwavering attention annoying since all he wanted to do was sleep, but now, as the fever started to abate, he realized just how lucky he had been. It didn’t seem fair that all of that attention had been wasted when Ray wasn’t alert enough to appreciate it. So even though he was feeling better, he pretended that he wasn’t.

He was sitting in bed propped up on a mountain of pillows when Sand walked into the room that night with his evening meds. Ray gave him a wobbly smile and then immediately dissolved into a coughing fit that was only half for show.

Sand frowned, setting the glass of water and pills he was carrying down onto Ray’s bedside table before climbing onto the mattress with him, his hand raised to feel Ray’s forehead. Ray just watched him, wide-eyed and innocent. He knew his cheeks were flushed, but it wasn’t from fever. He had spent the past couple minutes pinching them hard enough to color his skin. He wanted it to look convincing.

“You’re not feeling any better?” Sand asked, dropping his hand back to his side. “You look better. Whenever I touched you before, you would just yell and swat me away.”

“I feel a little better,” Ray allowed, blinking at his boyfriend owlishly.

“Well, if you’re not feeling a lot better by tomorrow, we may need to go back to the doctor. I’m worried about you.”

“There’s no need to worry,” Ray said, pulling on Sand’s arm so that he was forced to sit down on the bed next to him. “I’m fine!��

If this had been a normal day, Sand probably would have rolled his eyes, but because Ray was sick, he didn’t. He just wrapped his arm around Ray’s shoulders and held him tight. Although Ray liked their usual teasing banter, he liked this too. He liked being spoiled. He liked that Sand had been staying home to take care of him instead of running off to a bunch of different jobs he didn’t need. He liked how his illness sanded down Sand’s rough edges. He liked that at their essence, this was what they were: soft and in love. “Do we have any more ice cream?”

Sand dutifully brought Ray a bowl of ice cream and they spent the night cuddling in bed watching movies. Ray knew it was destined to be his last night of sick leave; in the morning, he would be forced to make a miraculous recovery. But, he had to admit, it was time.

Ray woke up with the sun only to find that Sand was still asleep next to him, which was odd. Sand was an early riser. Figuring he was simply exhausted from the days spent taking care of Ray, Ray leaned in to kiss him on the forehead only to find that he was burning up. 

Ray pulled back in alarm, quickly replacing his lips with his hand, but the result was no better. Sand was sweltering hot to the touch. Too hot. Right? Ray wasn’t sure. He had never had to diagnose anyone before.

“Sand?” he said, shaking his boyfriend frantically. Sand would know what to do. Sand always did. “Sand, wake up. I think you’re sick!”

Sand very clearly did not want to wake up. He rolled away from Ray, buried his head underneath the covers, and started coughing. “Just bring me some medicine,” he said, his voice muffled. “I’ll be fine.”

Ray hopped out of bed immediately, determined to get the medicine for him as fast as possible, but it was only as he was standing alone in the middle of the room that he realized he had no idea where the medicine was kept. They had moved into this apartment together only a few weeks before. It would have been sooner, but Sand took some convincing because the apartment was technically way out of his budget.

In the end, Ray had worn him down, but Sand had adamantly refused to spend the extra money on movers, so they had done everything themselves. Or, well, Sand had. Ray had thanked him with copious amounts of blowjobs. It had seemed like a good system at the time, but now he had no idea where anything was.

He wandered into the bathroom and began looking through cabinets, figuring that was the most likely place for medicine to be, and eventually he found a couple bottles that looked familiar. They were empty.

Ray ran back into the bedroom, waving the bottles around frantically. “Sand, I think we’re out. What do I do now? Sand?” Sand was apparently too delirious to answer him. He wasn’t yet asleep, but his only response to Ray’s voice was a pained groan. Ray stared down at the bottles in his hand hoping that if he wished hard enough, they would simply refill themselves. But of course they didn’t.

It was then that Ray remembered Sand offering him a handful of pills the night before that Ray had only pretended to take since he was only pretending to be sick. He rushed over to his bedside table and pulled the pills out of his drawer.

“Sand, here,” he said excitedly, coming around to his side of the bed with a glass of water. “You need to take these.”

With some gentle coaxing, he was eventually able to get Sand to sit up and take the pills, but he looked horrible and collapsed back down onto the mattress immediately. Ray just stared at him helplessly, trying to figure out what in the world he was supposed to do next.

He thought about calling Sand’s mom or his own dad or, hell, Mew—literally anyone who might be able to help—but his pride stopped him from actually picking up the phone. Sand had taken care of him for nearly a week without any help at all. Surely, Ray could do the same. 

He took a deep breath and forced himself to think. The first thing he needed to do was buy more medicine.

“Sand? Sand?” he asked, shaking his boyfriend’s limp body. He had planned to ask whether Sand would be okay alone for a few minutes while he ran to the store, but Sand didn’t respond. He was fast asleep. In the end, Ray decided to go. He changed clothes, made sure Sand’s phone and a glass of water were easily within his reach, and then promised he would be back in fifteen minutes. As he stepped out their front door, he couldn’t help but think Sand would probably be better off alone than in his inept care.

Ray realized his first mistake within minutes: he had not taken a picture of the meds he needed to replace. When he reached the pharmacy right around the corner from their apartment, he was immediately overwhelmed by the options and he had no clue what Sand needed. He tried googling it only to become overwhelmed again, but in the end, a nice older lady helped him pick out a couple things she thought would be useful and Ray threw a few extras into his basket as well. Just in case.

When he returned home, Sand hadn’t moved, but he was shivering and covered in sweat, so Ray grabbed a washcloth and a basin of water and did his best to clean him. It wasn’t as easy as Sand made it look. His motions were clumsy and he felt sure that if Sand were conscious enough to know what was happening, he would have laughed at his efforts.

After that, Ray bundled Sand back into bed and headed into the kitchen to make soup for the first time in his life. On the night Ray had first fallen ill, Sand had made him a pot of soup that tasted so good he had devoured it within a day. It was Sand’s mom’s recipe and she claimed it had healing powers. Ray didn’t doubt it. Sand told him his mom’s soup was the one bright spot of getting sick. That it almost made the whole thing worth it. So Ray knew he needed to make it for Sand, too.

He had texted Sand’s mom and picked up the ingredients while he was out, but now that he was staring at them spread out over the counter, he felt less confident about his ability to recreate the recipe. There was nothing he could do about that now. He sighed and got started chopping the vegetables. Badly. Sand did most of the cooking in their house. Ray was starting to realize that Sand did most of everything.

Hours later, the finished soup was simmering on the stove and Ray smelled like a Thai restaurant. He quickly hopped in the shower, washing off the last vestiges of his own illness and the evidence of his poor cooking, and then headed back to the bedroom where Sand was still asleep. He held his hand out to feel Sand's forehead and although his body temperature felt more normal than before, he was still shivering. 

Ray didn’t know what else to do so, feeling helpless, he simply laid by his boyfriend’s side and wrapped his arms around him, praying that the worst of it would soon go away. Was this what it had felt like for Sand to watch him be sick over the past week? Had Ray only prolonged that pain by pretending he wasn’t well? 

The shivering stopped. They both fell asleep.

Ray was awoken some time later by Sand moving in his arms. He sat up immediately, ready to run and fetch whatever Sand needed to feel better, but when Sand finally opened his eyes, he no longer looked pained. Just tired. 

“Are you okay?” Ray asked, reaching for Sand’s face as if searching for an injury he already knew didn’t exist. “What do you need? Medicine? Water? Food? I made soup!”

Ray was cursing himself for not setting alarms for Sand’s medicine the way Sand had done for him when Sand gave him a weak smile. “You made soup?” he teased and that, at least, told Ray the medicine was working.

“I did!” Ray insisted.

“Well then some soup might be nice.”

So Ray hopped out of bed and prepared a bowl of soup for Sand. When he returned to the bedroom, he found Sand already sitting propped up on a couple pillows, taking better care of himself than Ray had taken of him.

“You look better,” he said.

“I feel better,” Sand agreed.

“I’m sorry I got you sick.”

Sand shrugged. “It was bound to happen. Now about this soup…”

Ray refused to pass Sand the bowl, scared he might drop it, but he dutifully scooped a spoonful of Tom Yum out and offered it to him. Sand sniffed it hesitantly before taking a bite.

The soup had barely touched his tongue before his whole face scrunched up in distaste. He quickly tried to school his features, but it was too late. Such an extreme reaction was hard to miss.

“What’s wrong?” Ray asked, trying a bite himself. All he could taste was salt. He made the same face Sand had and suddenly, he felt like he was going to cry.

“Oh, don't cry,” Sand said, taking the bowl from him, setting it down on the bedside table, and then pulling him into a hug. Even though Ray was no longer sick and certainly didn’t deserve the comfort, he let himself be held anyway.

“I’m so sorry,” he said, his voice thick with unshed tears. “I’m such a crappy boyfriend. You took such good care of me for a whole week and I can’t even make you a pot of soup without fucking it up. I haven’t even been sick these past couple days. I’ve just been pretending so you would pay more attention to me!”

“Oh, baby. I know.”

That was enough to stop Ray’s tears. “You do?”

“Of course I do. You’re not a very good liar. But look, it’s fine. It’s the thought that counts,” he said, running his fingers through Ray’s hair. Surprisingly, that was all it took to calm him down.

“I’ll get better,” Ray promised, leaning his head on Sand’s shoulder. “And I’ll order you more soup from that place you like.”

“You’re doing fine,” Sand soothed. “Just stay here with me. That’s all I need. You’re all I need.”

Ray laid with his head on Sand’s chest and listened to the steady beat of his heart. “I love you,” he said because that was the one thing he knew he could provide. He had more than enough love to give.

Sand smiled and kissed the top of his head. “I love you too.”

[b4rbi3l4nd]

SOS — bad as i wanna be yours

I THINK Y'ALL MIGHT LIKE WHAT GOES DOWN IN THIS CHAPTER IF YOU'RE SO DAMN UPSET ABT THE BABY LMFAO. Also I plan on continuing this series based off some of my fav songs on the albums so don't worry, it may seem like it's over but it is NOT, also a lot of y'all kept ASKING how Malia got pregnant, WELLL, first of all it's Wakanda, they probably got some vibranium super sperm or something and NEXT JUST IGNORE THAT AND SAY FANFICTION MAGIC Y'ALL. Also the only marvel movies/series I can watch without skipping through like dialogue or dozing off is the Black Panther movies and WandaVision so if these personalities do not match the MCU characters then MY BAD, ALSO LIKE THINKING OF HAVING A Y/N x PETER SERIES COMING IN SOON BC I ALREADY HAVE THE IDEA. IF THIS ALSO DOES NOT MATCH THE CORRECT MCU TIMELINE THEN MY BAD AGAIN, NOT A MARVEL FANATIC FR, I JUST CARE ABT BLACK PANTHER AND WANDA💀😦OR MAYBE A MODERN AVATAR SERIES? HM? OR NOT LMAO

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐋

GIF by mandalor-din

series summary: you broke up with shuri a few years ago and left wakanda for good until namor. now that he's killed the queen and multiple wakandan civilians, he's seen as a great threat and as former second in command at shuri's lab and wakanda's loyal warrior it is your duty to return and fight for your country. but a certain somebody makes the mission way too hard to deal with.

episode summary: after the night with shuri, you're feeling way too uncomfortable around her, especially since you kept getting flashbacks the whole day, you thought she'd felt the same way but no, absolutely opposite. paired up with that, a surprise at the palace causes the final war to break out...or is it?

genre: ANGST, slow, slow, slow burn, fluff

pairing: shuri x black fem reader

episode warnings: mature dialogue, suggestive dialogue, suggestive scenes, cursing, trauma, shouting, mentions of death, suicide, missing people etc. this is a series. you are currently looking at the fourth chapter of the series, please go to my profile to read the previous chapters before continuing (if you haven't read the other chapters yet, if so, please continue)

taglist: @yvxmpire, @sweetalittleselfish-honey, @xxmilli, @queenofsimpsblog, @ziayamikaelson, @shuriislut, @atssukoo, @widowmakker, @cuddl3s4shur1, @n7cje, @ts1mp0ne, @locoforshuri

proofread?: no but if there are errors then it's grammarly's fault.

word count: girl idfk

inspirations: 'SOS' — SZA

song: 'Love Language' — SZA

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You rub your eyes before blinking repeatedly and looking around. The first thing you feel as your senses come to is the arms of someone around you.

Memories immediately come flooding to your mind as your mouth dropped to the floor wide open.

"Tonight, baby i want you."

"I love when you wear that sthandwa"

"Fuck, I love when you get vocal entle.

"Hm...? It's just one finger baby, you can take more than that right?"

You stopped your mind from spitting out more dirty words that Shuri said to you last night. You took deep breaths before looking over at your phone on the nightstand.

10:30 AM.

You put your hands on hers, slowly removing them from your body. As you tried to free from her grip, she just tightened them and pulled you even closer. You could feel her breath on your neck.

Fuck was she awake?

You slowly turned around in the bed till you were face to face with her. She was so beautiful in her sleep, her curls just perfectly falling in place in her face.

You shook your head.

Stay focused Y/N.

You tried again, this time, grabbing a pillow and putting it in your place before rolling out of bed.

Once you got out, you sighed and then looked at yourself in the mirror. Her t-shirt was bunched up on your hips, completely exposing the lower half of your body. You looked around for your lingerie, slipping the lower half on. The panties with the stockings and ribbons at the knee.

You looked around, grabbing all your clothes, your phone and your stuff and piling it in your hands before slowly exiting the apartment.

You sighed, closing the door carefully as you leaned against the wall.

Bast..what was I thinking..

Your mind wandered back to last night, just thinking about the pleasure made your knees buckle.

"OH SHURI, SHURI, YES, YES, YES!" You moaned out in pleasure as your vision turned white.

"That's it baby...keep going." Shuri groaned in your ear as she quickened her pace, you held onto her arm, feeling her restraint.

You bit your lip, bringing yourself back to reality as you slinked back along the walls. You had to get to your room without getting noticed.

It took a while, especially with a bunch of Dora Milaje warriors and guards roaming around the castle. You finally got out your key and placed it against the door, opening the door to your room.

You sighed, closing your door quietly as you placed your head against it.

"Where were you last night?"

Shit.

You turned around to be met with Riri. Her hands were on her hips as she looked at you up and down, raising an eyebrow at your attire.

"Riri...I fucked up."

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"YOU HAD SEX WITH THE QUEEN?!"

"SHHHH! SOMEONE MIGHT HEAR YOU!" You shushed Riri loudly as she slapped her hands over her mouth.

"Y/N, do you know how BAD that is. Um, not only is she the QUEEN OF WAKANDA AND YOUR BOSS but she's also your ex?! What were you thinking?! When I said we wanted them panties dropping, I didn't mean by HER!"

"I know, I know, it's just...I was just not thinking straight, at all."

Riri sighed deeply, sitting down on your bed before patting a spot next to you.

"Well, it already happened, just tell me you guys used protection?"

You blinked a couple times before looking off to the side, your mouth folding inwards.

"Omg, you didn't use protection?! Okay, at least tell me that she pulled out or something!"

You look down, distinctively remembering her pushing up against you, the feeling of just her filling you up.

"Okay, has this turned to mission: get a baby or what?! First it's Malia, now it's you!"

"It's fine! Okay, I'll just...get on the pill!" You throw yourself back on your bed, putting a hand on your stomach.

"You weren't on the pill before?"

"Why would I be? I haven't had sex in 4 years."

"Wow that's sad...God, that's sad."

"I'm a grown woman, okay. I don't need to have sex to properly function." You turned around in your spot as Riri thought for a moment.

"Well, how was it?"

"Really good....really...really..good."

"O-kay then...what did she say? Was her words slurring? Because if so then she was drunk and she might wake up not remembering anything so you might be in the clear."

"No...no, she was very much sober, especially after the bath.."

"Y'ALL SHOWERED TOGETHER?! Y/N!" Riri stood up, shocked and you soon followed after, standing with her.

"I know! I know okay but she just always did aftercare..she even used the little panther bath bombs I always loved..but.." You trailed off, looking to the side, worry spread across your face.

"What? But what?" Riri asked, looking at you with concern.

"She kept calling me nicknames and pet names like...baby and my love and beautiful and she referred to her bed as our bed AND...she said she loved me...on multiple occasions, even when she rocked me to sleep, she kept whispering sweet nothings...Riri, I'm folding." You fold your arms together to keep your knees from buckling. Her voice just did stuff to you.

"No, no, no, no, no, no. Y/N, get a grip of yourself, you're a grown-ass woman. Okay? Look, this is only gonna open up a world of problems, I mean if she was sober, telling you that she loves you?! God..." She looked at you as you bit your lip.

"I got it!" You raised your hands up with a nervous smile. "I'll just ignore her, she probably feels regret like I do so, we just won't speak for a long time till we have to."

And that's exactly what you did for the rest of the day, you ignored her. You went to the lab extra late that day so you blended in with the extra people, making it harder for her to see you. You strictly stayed downstairs even though some of the stuff you needed was on the second floor but you knew she'd be there so you made custom parts. Whenever she came into view, you'd immediately turn around and hide behind something or someone. She even called out your name a few times but you just kept quiet, you really didn't want that awkward after-sex conversation.

And everything was pretty going great with your plan, except for the random flashbacks during the day. It was now lunch time and you were heading over to the cafe where you normally met up with Riri. As you entered the huge place, you scanned the room, immediately noticing Shuri sitting at a table with M'Baku, Nakia and Okoye. Riri was sitting on the other side of the room, headphones in and eating her food.

You sighed. As you looked back at Shuri, you noticed she was already looking at you and you quickly diverted eye contact. Out of your peripheral vision, you noticed her walking towards you and you quickly made your way over to the counter, ordering your food.

You tapped your foot impatiently, waiting for your food, knowing she was getting closer. You looked with a side eye, noticing she had stopped and was distracted by someone. Once your food finally came, you took it and practically sprinted over to Riri, sitting at the table, sighing.

"Oh my God, she was walking over to me.." You start rambling, taking deep breaths to calm yourself down.

"Just take your time Y/N." Riri said, taking off her headphones. "You think she forgot already?"

"Hopefully."

You settle, looking down at your food as you pick up a fork but you freeze when you feel someone's hands on your shoulders.

"Hey," Shuri said, moving her hands over to your waist.

"Heyyyy..." you mutter out as she moved her lips over to your neck. You looked over at Riri who had a shocked face and was motioning with her eyes over to the door.

"Um...actually..." You stopped her before she could start kissing your neck, standing up as she stood up straight, looking at you confused.

"I need to go take care of...stuff." You smile weakly at her and exit the cafe.

"I'll go...check on her with the...stuff." Riri stands up, rushing after you, leaving Shuri lost.

You sigh as you push open the doors to the throne room, sitting down on a chair. You smoothen out your dress, running your hands on your thighs before looking out the large windows to calm yourself down.

"What was that out there?!" Riri says, walking in behind you.

You turn over to Riri, shrugging. "I don't know, she just came up to me and started kissing my neck, I don't know if she thinks we're dating now..."

"I mean you 2 fucked...and she said she loved you, that's like a dating thing right?" Riri asked, sitting in front of you.

"I'm not sure.."

"But do you love her?"

"I do. Of course, I do...surprisingly never stopped."

"Well, then you wanna date her right?"

You paused at this. Did you wanna date her?

"Of...course..." You trailed off, looking to the side, sounding unsure.

"Y/N..?" Shuri asked, opening the doors to the throne room.

"I'll...leave you 2 be." Riri stood up, walking out the room as Shuri walked in, sitting across from you.

It was an awkward silence for a bit before Shuri spoke up. "I'm sorry if what I did in the cafe made you uncomfortable I just thought...-"

"No, no it's fine." You stopped her, giving her a smile.

"Um, about last night." She started, looking at you.

"Oh God.." you muttered under your breath, feeling a wave of embarrassment.

"I want you to know that I wasn't drunk or under the influence when I said all that stuff..I really mean it, I do love you and I know I said that I wasn't gonna ask you to be my girlfriend or anything I just...I really missed you Y/N." She took your hands in hers as she stared you deep in the eye. "I want to explore us again...I want to be your girlfriend Y/N."

Your breath hitched at her declaration of love. You slightly frowned. "And it's not that I don't want that it's just...there are things about me that you don't know."

"So tell me, tell me everything Y/N." Shuri leaned in closer as you bit your lower lip.

"It's not that simple.." You released your hands from her grip, looking down, tears watering in your eyes. Whenever you thought about it, those memories flooded your mind, horribly.

Shuri didn't say anything and looked at you before sighing and standing up. "It's fine, just forget about last night." She turned around, taking a deep breath as she started her way to the door.

"I can't just forget about last night Shuri.." You choke out, looking up and to the side as she shook her head, not even turning her head to you.

"Just keep things professional..okay?" She opened the door to the throne room as you looked down.

You really didn't want to fuck everything up again but you just didn't like talking about it, talking about her. You choked on your words, blinking back your tears as you fiddled with your fingers.

"It was when I left Wakanda." You made out as you heard the throne room door close.

"You don't have to share if you don't want to..." Shuri turned back around, walking over to you and sitting down.

"No, no, listen..." You look up, wiping away tears, taking a shaky breath in and out. "I was...working with the avengers...recruited by Stark."

Your mind flashed back to 4 years ago when Tony Stark recruited you. You shook hands with him, smiling as he smiled back.

"Gotta make room for new growing minds right?" Tony said.

"Yes sir." You nervously said, pushing up your glasses.

It was the first time you've seen Tony smile when he wasn't with his wife and you really didn't want to get him riled up.

You had your hair in an afro and you were wearing a dark blue suit jacket with a matching skirt, white pumps and white pearls.

As you exited the office in Stark Industries, you bumped into a tall white woman with ginger hair in a black suit.

"Hey, you must be the new recruit, right? I'm Natasha Romanoff" She held out her hand for a handshake and you shook it.

"Y/N Amadi." You say, your Wakandan accent seemingly very strong because she noticed right away.

"Wakandan?" She raised an eyebrow as you nodded your head. "So you're like the smart one, like Shuri right?"

At the mention of her name, you looked down slightly and then nodded again, the sight of her crying and begging you not to go on the floor still fresh in your mind.

"Hey, you okay?"

"Yeah, yeah just had a lot on my mind, what were you saying?" You look back up at the woman as she looked to the side and then back at you.

"Come meet my team, you're going to be working with us for some time anyway." She took your hand, leading you over to a different room.

"Everything was fine for a while until I met her."

You noticed another younger woman, she was ginger as well and you approached her.

"Hi, I'm...Y/N, you?"

She turned around to face you, almost seeming shy before she smiled at you with her green eyes.

"I'm Wanda."

"Wanda was my first friend, she showed me around a lot, we worked together but she could get very emotional and sometimes she scared me when talking about her lover? Vision..a robot. She would have me work on him, even when Tony told us he was off limits."

"Are you sure we're supposed to be here?" Your voice was timid as you jumped the fence with Wanda and she rolled her eyes slightly.

"Yes, come on, Vision is in this building." She led you over to the huge building, government territory.

You scanned a fake card that wanda had you make as you guys entered the territory. She led you through the building and down into some sort of lab where a huge blanket sheet was on a table.

She flipped on the lights and then carefully walked over to the table, taking off the sheet revealing the most beautiful and well crafted robot you've ever seen.

"Oh my Bast...and you say he's like a human?" You walk along the sides of the table as Wanda admired him.

"Yes, Vision can talk, walk, act like one..." She sighed at him before looking up at you. "But the government has kept him here out of unfairness."

"Are you positive, they kept him here because they are unfair?" You raised an eyebrow at Wanda. "Maybe they kept him here for other reasons..-"

"No. I know the government, they want to take my vision from me, which is why you must help me. Please Y/N, I'm your best friend, remember?" She took your hands in hers and you turned to the side, looking away slightly before nodding.

"Alright but I don't want Tony to know, or else I'll lose my job and if the government finds out, I'll be put in a federal prison or executed."

"They won't. We'll start off small, you'll help restore Vision and then when he's good to go, I'll take him away. It'll be safe, I promise."

"And so I agreed. We would go over to the lab, nightly. Every day and we wouldn't leave until the sun shone over. As time passed on though, there was this thing, gem...stone rather in Vision's head and with more work done to him, the more it glowed. I realized soon that it would be dangerous to continue working on him, especially since I didn't know the dangers of this gem."

"You'll be fine Y/N, it's just used to power Vision, continue quickly. They'll soon get here." Wanda rushed you but you shook your head.

"No, it's glowing unnaturally, I can't continue to work on it."

"Y/N, you're just being paranoid, come on. We have to go soon."

"No, Wanda...look." You reached over to touch the stone but that's when your pupils went white and the gemstone turned black.

"Y/N!" was all you heard before footsteps and then you blacked out.

"I woke up in prison. Federal prison. We got caught...well, I got caught. Wanda got away and I later found out that she made a town with Vision and...whatever, but still. I was right about that gemstone. You know those dark purple things you saw come out the other day..yeah, we're...getting there."

"Who...who are you..?!" You speak out, sitting on the floor, backing away as a shadowy figure was standing in the center of the room, staring back at you.

Your glasses were broken and you were in federal prison by now, changed into gray and white clothes.

"I am dar, your companion forever. You summoned me, remember?" The figure walked towards you before a disfigured smile formed on it's face and it stretched your mouth out, open wide and then entered inside you, feet first and then the body.

God, it was terrifying and the person watching the surveillance camera was later put in a ward.

"I later found out it was a she and she was tethered to me. She was a virus I apparently created. When I worked with Vision, I was supposed to take out the gem but we didn't and whenever errors were made, I thought I erased them but...it just went into the gem until it became uncontrollable. I basically cursed myself with some magical coding shit, I don't know. I gave myself powers in the WORST wat imaginable and she's really only released with pent-up rage or sadness..."

You looked up at Shuri who was just staring back at you with an unreadable expression. You buried your face in your head, sighing.

"I know..I know, I sound stupid, I know."

"No, no, you don't, it's just that that's a lot. I'm sorry..- thank you for telling me." She reached out to touch your hand and you let her.

"Well, I didn't want it to seem like I was rejecting you...because I'm not."

You two look at each other in comfortable silence as you share a weak smile. She looked like she was about to say something but that's when the doors to the throne room burst open and a dora milaje warrior rushed in.

"Malia...she's gone.!"

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You and Shuri rushed through the hallways with the warrior following you as you entered the infirmary, horrified with what you saw.

The doctor's stomach was gutted open and there was a tear in the vibranium wall, separating the cell from the rest of the palace.

You pressed your hand over your mouth as you looked down at the woman's lifeless body on the ground, her eyes wide open, seeing everything and nothing.

"What happened here?!" Shuri asked, looking over to the warrior.

"Nalaji...she was giving Malia her lunch but as she opened up the barrier to place the food in, Malia suddenly lashed out and attacked her. No weapons were found, none was there a trace of any vibranium used in the crime scene except for the wall."

You look into the cell and there was a plate of food scattered all across the floor.

"THE BORDERS!" Shuri rushed out to the infirmary as a loud alarm went off. It took you some time as you stumbled out of the room, following the sound of Shuri's voice, leading you over to the lab.

"My Queen...your girlfriend, Y/N has entered the lab."

"Thank you Griot." Shuri sounded annoyed as she waved through some work on the top floor, people scurrying around.

Despite all the chaos, it caused some butterflies in your chest that Shuri had programmed Griot to call you her girlfriend and ACTUALLY say your name...it was better than being called "unknown woman" every time you entered the lab.

You rushed over to your working space, and opening your laptop but you were deterred away from the computer as you heard screaming. You looked up at the windows to be met with the horrific sight of some warriors at the water borders completely dead and gutted, a rip made in the borders.

"SECURE ALL THE BORDERS!" Shuri ordered as warriors and people rushed out of the lab as directions were dished out to everyone.

"Are the ships ready for battle?" Shuri asked one of the people at the lab.

"Yes, my queen."

"Good. We're bringing the battle over to them. If they think they can just come and kill my people, they are horribly mistaken."

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"YIMBAMBE!" Shuri shouted out, raising her fist out into the air as the Wakandan warriors repeated.

"YIMBAMBE!" They repeated.

"YIMBAMBE!"

"YIMBAMBE!"

You looked out to the water as Namor and the Talokans emerged and jumped onto the ships, and immediately the fighting began.

"You blue people were better in Avatar..." You scoffed as you grabbed the daggers from your back pockets, ready to face them off.

As a warrior approached you, heading for a punched, you grabbed her fist and threw her down on the floor, slicing her throat open, then you turned around quickly, punching another one coming behind you, throwing them across the ship as the landed hard on the floors. You stepped back, looking at the scene. It had just started and bodies were already dropping.

You fought off more people before noticing Namor. You ran straight for him but he turned around just in time, grabbing your neck, lifting you up in the air.

You gasped for air as you looked down, moving one leg so far back and then kicked him with maximum power, right in the groin and then moving another leg to kick him in the neck.

His grip on you loosened as you fell to the floor, you grabbed a spear slicing at his thigh, causing him to fall over. Your eyes were like slits now as you were looking at him with pure hatred. You wanted to kill him, drive your hand right through his chest and bring out his heart.

"You took my dad from me." You spat at him, bringing your foot to his neck, pressing harder.

"DAD!" You heard a familiar voice shriek as you look up, brought face to face with Malia. She was in a warrior outfit and she looked at you with anger burning in her eyes.

You quickly looked down, grabbing Namor by the hair, pulling him up.

"Y/N...unhand my father now." Malia said, hissing at you as you scoffed.

"You can say that about your dad but guess what, can't say that about my dad now can I? Where was this attitude when your father over here drowned his grave..hm?" You looked over at Namor, stepping on one of his wings as you held a dagger up to his throat.

You looked straight at Malia, your eyebrows furrowed as you narrowed your eyes in on her.

"A father...for a father. A life, for a life."

You sliced his neck open before throwing him across the ship. His body fell into a ship that flew up nearby. The dehydration tank.

As much as you wished you did slice his neck open...you didn't. You cut deep enough to bleed but shallow enough not to hit a nerve.

"NO!" Malia cried out as she watched it all unfold in front of her. She turned to you, her eyes burning with rage but yours was burning just the same, maybe even harder.

"AH!" She rushed towards you with a punch but you quickly dodged her, spears in hands as you made a fist.

"YOU WANNA DANCE BITCH?! COME ON!" You shouted at her as you stood your ground. She stood in her fighting stance, across from you.

You both circled each other until she finally rushed up to you with a kick but you caught it with your hands, turning around and swiftly kicking her square in the tummy, sending her flying across the ship.

You watch as she sharply hit the edge, banging her head and her back hardly.

You stood up straight and paid attention to her body movement. She stood up slowly, eyes wide as she looked down to her legs.

Confused, your eyes followed hers before your eyes widened. Blood slowly dripped down her legs as she muttered out..

"My baby.."

"Fuck."

Although you didn't like her, you know how it feels to have a miscarriage and you felt an extreme wave of guilt knowing you caused it too.

You rushed over to her side as she fell to her knees, clutching her tummy. Her head lowered as you got on your knees, next to her.

"Oh my...shit..are you okay?" You panic, looking at her.

"No...but I will be."

Was all you heard again before your mouth opened, wide, blood trickling out. You looked down to see she had plunged a spear straight through your stomach...your own spear.

"Fuck...you.." was all you could mutter out till you saw Shuri and Namor on a flying ship...and then you blacked out.

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You woke up about 2 weeks later in the lab. Your eyes darted open as you looked up at everything. Shuri was at your side, holding your hand and as you immediately woke up, she grabbed you, hugging you tightly.

"Don't ever scare me like that, ever again.." She said, choking on her words.

You hugged her back but immediately felt guilt. You pull back from Shuri and look at her. "Malia is no longer pregnant.." You bite your lip as she stays silent before nodding.

"She was on the battlefield when she lost the baby...the cause is unknown but it's..tragic."

You knew that Shuri wants kids..or well at least she used to when you guys were together. She would often talk about raising her own family but that was years ago. It would explain why she wanted Malia to keep the baby so bad.

"Do you...have a lead on who did it?" You ask, your voice raising as Shuri shook her head.

"No..but when we find out who did it, I'll kill them."

You gulp. Okay, then.

"Sorry, it's just..I saw this child as a way to get the family I always wanted back..yknow?"

"Yeah...I'm sorry for your loss.." You looked down as Shuri sighed.

"It's not your fault."

But it was..

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You paced around the room, biting your nail frantically and impatiently. You were currently trying to add up the dates because today, as well as yesterday and the days before, you've been waking up terribly sick.

You just thought it was a side effect from almost dying so many times, blacking out and all, and also a side effect from dar but that wasn't it. It didn't add up..at all. So..you decided to take a pregnancy test. But not just one, multiple.

3 American ones and 4 Wakandan ones, just to be sure. Beeping filled the bathroom as you turned off the timer, looking at the pregnancy tests, your eyes wide.

Positive...positive...positive....positive...positive...positive...positive.

"FUCK." You sit down on the closed-lid toilet burying your face in your hands. It's been around 3 weeks since you and Shuri were intimate and you hadn't even realized when you missed your period because of the drama going on at the palace.

"Y/N! You in here?" Shuri entered your apartment as she walked around then into the bathroom, looking down at you, raising an eyebrow. "You okay?"

You look up to her, worry in your face as take a deep sigh.

"I'm pregnant."

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[artsninspo]

Hi! I'm so glad I found your page a couple of days ago, you're an amazing writer. I love that you write for Jamie for Topboy, he was my fav. Do you think you can do a part 3 to Forbidden? I need to see the outcome with Kit & Jamie/Y/N lol. Add some smut if you can or decide to do it 👀. Thank you.

FORBIDDEN III

Jamie x Reader “Forbidden 1” &  “Forbidden II”

Authors note: This one picks off right where part 2 ends off. Apologies for the wait. Lets see how Kit feels about his best-friend and younger sister hooking up ... behind his back. @gotbeefbitch-blog

Pairing: Jamie (Topboy) X Reader (Kit's sister)

Word Count: 2.6K

“No one can make you do anything you don't want to” Jamie says but you don’t give him a reaction. He chuckles, “With your track record I thought maybe being a dickhead would endear me to you” he teases and you find yourself smirking as you roll your eyes. He takes the joint back taking a long pull. “Kit says you were fine the next morning, no tears. Your ex has been ringing him down for another chance” Jamie continues.

“Should I give him another chance?” you ask and Jamie shakes his head stifling a chuckle that causes him to cough.

“Nah” he says finally. Your eyes fall back to the cell phone, you tap it against your leg for a moment before deciding on placing it in your purse for the time being. At the very least Jamie’s better in bed than all the exe’s, he's never been disrespectful and he’s someone you fancy. You find yourself thinking of Kit and how he would feel with the secret. Only Kit is reactive and keeping things with Jamie a secret is the only option, especially for now while things aren’t sorted. You’re handed the joint again and take it as you hear the door open. You take a quick pull exhaling as Kit comes out onto the balcony. His eyes go to Jamie first, then you.

“Are you deciding to bat for your home team?” Kit taunts regarding your choice of clothes.

“Dress better than you” you counter flipping him off and he smiles.

“Your ex called. I think the beating Jamie gave him knocked some sense into him”

“The whole thing with Jamie knocked some sense into me” You counter maintaining your composure in spite of the urge to smirk at the double meaning.

“Good, you deserve better” Jamie nods, somehow maintaining his poker face as he continues smoking. 

“What Jamie said, if that’s all i'll be on my way Kit” you shrug.

“Called cause I need you to do my hair for a date, help me pick cologne and ting. I can't mess this one up” he says with little regard for your time but you nod.

“Whatever” you laugh, conceding to the wills of your brother as you re-enter his flat.

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Laughing as Jamie lays on his back under you, you find yourself adjusting your straddling position over his torso. He laughs too tickling your feet and trying to get you off of him but you hold your ground. He’s more than the serious leader of the ZT’s, he has great conversations in addition to dick. He's funny, kind and generous. Overall he's likeable which isn't as common as it should be. You're wearing his t-shirt and underwear and he’s missing his shirt.

“Just spend the day with me - I bet I’m better company” You smile.

“You are” he smiles sitting up. It's a show of strength and you shift now seated facing him in his lap. “If I keep cancelling, Kit will get suspicious and pry” Jamie reasons.

“I don't know how to feel about you keeping a clear head, when I’m on you and half dressed” you groan, getting up. He stands too playfully smacking your bum as you turn away from him.

“Gotta pattern up init, business suffers that means less time here with you” Jamie schmoozes knowing all the right things to say. It's been a month of you waiting for the other foot to drop, for something to go wrong for him to change, to be nasty inconsiderate, forget to call, show you something undesirable and he hasn't, not once. Not even during your menstrual cycle. He was happy to cuddle and watch movies or order in. He steps in holding you from behind to plant kisses on your neck.

“I thought you said you had to go?” you pout turning to face him.

“You're in my shirt” he swallows looking down at the garment. You take a breath crossing your arms before making a dash to the bathroom before he can take it off you in the room. Jamie isn't focused on the trivial tits or ass debate, he appreciates you, all of you. 

“I’ve seen you before you know” he chides on the other side of the door.

“Well I don't think you get to see me when you're leaving so quickly” you comment on getting your robe on first. Reopening the door you find him seated on the bed checking his phone. “Here” you hand him the shirt and he takes it covering himself. The lifestyle isn't new to you, Kits has been involved for some years now, long enough that the dread of him going to work is palpable. But the feeling with Jamie is different. It's comparable to when Kit first started and there was this awful gnawing in your stomach until he was in your sight again.

“Kit and I will be at a party tonight. After this meeting I’m going to go home to check on Steph and Aaron” Jamie says with expert communication, a hallmark of being a good boss.

“Sabi wants me to help her find an outfit, so I’ll be out this afternoon” you add referring to your best friend Sabrina. 

“Which ends?”

“West” you respond and he nods knowing it's safe. Pulling you into him as he sits he rests his head on your chest. His palms firmly over your butt as you stand between his legs.

“Come party with us tonight” he pleads.

“Jamie you're joking, you know Kit doesn't like me out”

“Sabi is social, if you don't come I'll have to pretend to be entertained by women I’m not interested in'' he sighs, absolutely bored by the idea. You turn sitting across one of his legs. 

“So then this must be kind of serious?” you muse and Jamie smiles. He doesn't confirm or deny the statement. Instead he kisses your temple.

“Come party with me tonight” he repeats getting up and getting his jacket.

“I'll think about it” you mutter standing at the front door as he leaves.

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Looking over at his best friend, Kit tries to make sense of Jamie's odd behaviour. The music is nice, open bar, liquor flowing and baddies but Jamie doesn't seem impressed. He’s been holding the same glass of henny in his hand for an hour baby sipping when he could easily be popping bottles. They’d always known how to balance the stress of their work with good play.

“Bro, what is the problem?” Kit asks, looking around.

Jamie turns, taking a break from his thoughts, “What?”

“You’ve barely got a dance and Angela’s been sending you the eyes since we arrived” Jamie looks up to see Angela doing just that. She’d been on his radar but she was notoriously picky and he couldn't find the time to give her the attention she required. That was before things had begun with you.

“Kit, is that YN?” Si asks, interrupting the convo. Kit looks confused and Jamie smiles at the sight of you taking another sip of his drink before putting it down.

“It is…” he responds.

“What the fuck, how many times have I told her she kills the vibes. I can't chase gyal and watch her” Kit says, sucking his teeth.

“I'll take one for the team, I got you” Jamie shrugs heading over. You see Jamie and the crowd parts for him out of respect before he gets to you.

“You made me wait” he whispers, giving you a hug.

“Sabi, redid her make up three times” you explain turning to Sab and she smiles.  Jamie takes your hand in a bold gesture. You grab Sabi’s to conceal anything out of the ordinary as you head to your section.

“Thirsty?” Jamie asks, pointing to the assorted liquor bottles on the table.

“Good for now thanks”

“I’ll take tequila,” Sabi smiles, pouring herself a shot. She throws it back as you let go of Jamie's hand. 

“Why are you here?” Kit snaps.

“It's a free country” Sabi shouts in your defence. Kit pours himself a drink and heads back into the crowd of people dancing. You sit on the couch in the VIP not much of a party animal and Jamie takes a seat beside you. He’s male repellent, no other man will be brave enough to ask you out now, not without addressing Jamie first.

“All the guys are staring” you whisper feeling self conscious.

“They’ve never seen you like this or us this close” Jamie explains cooly. If it wasn't for the intimacy in your relationship he’d be a challenge to read. His expression gives nothing away.

“Me like what?” you ask and he licks his lips swallowing. He looks at you from the corner of your eyes before smiling and you laugh hiding your slight blush from him. The butterflies are still there, even after being with him for over a month. 

“You're beautiful, you know that. It’s taking everything in me to play it cool right now” he mutters giving you goosebumps.

“Not easy for me either. I’m no good at pretending I’m not attracted to you” you whisper, placing your hands under your thighs to keep from touching him. He gives you the look he always gives you before leaning in for a kiss but the intimacy doesn't come.

“Are you trying to make me embarrassed and walk around stiff in this club?” he asks, close to losing his patience. “I’d like to respect you more than us going to the bathroom or car park” he mutters, always ready to deliver.

You find yourself smiling “I’ll be good” you laugh. 

 The song changes and you turn to look for Sabi because you know it's her favourite song. It's moments before she emerges from the dancefloor getting you up. You dance together moving deeper and deeper into the crowd. The club is packed and it’s a task seeing a foot in front of you. You feel a hand on your hip and turn back to see Jamie who clearly isn't enjoying the close contact of bodies in such close proximity. Your mind goes to that quote from the Great Gatsby about large parties being more intimate. You taks his hands placing them on your hips as you back into him and start moving to the music. Jamie catches the rhythm and your movements sync. Its a good time as you both rap along to the drill track and everyone goes a little mad. You and Jamie end up separating as he has fun with the lads. You head back to the table to get a bottle of water when you’re grabbed.

“What the fuck are you doing?” Kit snaps leading you into a private corner. Your eyes search his genuinely unnerved by his actions. His nostrils flare as your eyes grow in alarm.

“What the fuck am I doing?” you ask, not sure of what’s pissed him off so royally.

“Are you trying to get your heart broken? Jamie’s attention span isn’t long and have you forgotten our line of work? He can't give you home by five, shit not even home by nine.” he snaps.

“It was just a dance” you shout as the noise from everyone rapping along to the music grows.

“I know you Y/N, you're a powder puff, you like romcoms and romance novels and you believe in love - Jamie can't give you that” Kit says into your ear, when he pulls away his expression is sincere.

“Kit” you huff unsure of what to say and he swallows.

“I read your diary and I know what you think of him so don’t lie to me”

“That was a while ago” you shrug.

“Yeah right, that shit he pulled beating up your ex, probably has you in LOVE.  Now you’re here you're in a headspin. Jamie’s just being polite - don’t let your imagination get you into trouble” he lectures and it stings a little. You find yourself looking at your toes.

“So there’s just no possible way Jamie could ever be interested?” You ask Kit since he’s been so spot on about your wants and needs.

“Jamie’s type are them instagram girls, that just got it” Kit responds cruelly. His words hurt and you wipe the tear before it can fall.

“Y/N” he calls finally aware of his callous words. You head to the back exit and shove the door open before heading down the flight of stairs as you send Sabi a text telling her you'll catch a cab home.

“Y/N, wait!” kit shouts.

“Kit fuck off, no fuck you!” you snap, turning to shove him back.

He huffs. “See, you're emotional already”

“Because of you! Because you’re cruel to make me feel like I’m not up to standard. What brother is enough of a dickhead to make their sister feel below standard and not like a princess”

“I’m being honest” he says, unwilling to relent. 

“No Kit, you're delusional!” you shout feeling the bass from outside the venue.

“You don't think I could have fussed with my hair and make up more, you don't think I could have put on something skin tight and short to show off my figure, have my tits out. I dressed like this to make sure you were comfortable and could have a good time.” You snap sick of his condescension.

Kit sighs trying to choose his words wisely until footsteps take him from his thoughts. He turns and you look around him to see Jamie wearing a concerned expression.

“What’s wrong?” he asks, looking at you instead of Kit. His concern is evident and the pressure of everything forces you to wipe another tear before it can fall. “Y?N” his voice softens as he takes a step closer.

“I’m fine Jamie” you sniffle. “Gonna cab home, enjoy your night” you smile.

“Let me take you home” Jamie offers, eager to know what's dampened your spirits.

“Jamie, it's fine, she's not your responsibility - she’s my sister” Kit snaps.

“Nah she’s not my sister. If she was I wouldn’t be making her cry” he snaps back.

“She's not crying because of me, not really” Kit says being insufferable and your temper sizzles close to boiling point.

“Well Kit you’re wrong, very wrong about how Jamie feels about me - for your information. How you think of me is why I’m upset” you snap back.  Kits eyes narrow in confusion and then his expression relaxes. He looks at Jamie who doesn't move away from you, Jamie continues to stand at your side concerned.

“What are you saying?” Kit swallows now ready to blow himself. His eyes dart to Jamie who sighs.

“Bro, I didn’t plan for it to happen the way it did” Jamie says standing his ground.

“What?!” Kit snaps breathing heavily.

“I care about her”

“What for the next ten minutes? You can't be with a woman without growing bored”

“It's different” Jamie says only for Kit to charge him. The men tussle before there's a bit of a struggle. You watch silently wanting Kit to have his ass handed to him but Jamie exercises restraint shoving him back.

“So she’s where you've been sneaking off to?” Kit shouts. Jamie's jaw tightens. He's a man who answers to nobody but he swallows.

“Yes” he responds.

“We’re done” Kit snaps trembling. “We’re not boys, we’re not bros it's just business until this shipment is patterned and then I’m out” Kit says cooly with hate in his eyes.

“Don’t be dramatic” you mutter and he stops shaking as he turns to you again.

“Don’t call me crying” he says, turning to leave you and Jamie outside the venue.

Fuck.

[cherrrydragon]

hiya pooks, i wanted to get to know you more so i have a couple fun questions for you that include my personal answers! (i’m an oversharer)

1) fav media of spider-man?

i looooooove ultimate spider-man. i think it’s so over hated because the kids who watched spectacular grew up and were upset the next spider-man show was a kids show and not an adult show made for them. the fact that there just so much room for cameos from all other marvel media really helped me build a love for marvel as a whole. i wouldn’t know half as much marvel lore or characters without it since i never read the comics. (too poor to continuously buy growing up + can’t read comic panels over screen cause bleh. i think it was our first time meeting miles on screen too, which was awesome!)

it showed me who spider-man was at his core, a good person. and that’s what stood out to me. it also showed me that spider-man was super funny and always had a ‘quip’ lol. bonus points for ps4 spidey for being the first game i played of him and into the spider-verse for literally changing animation for the whole world. straight up best movie ever made.

2) fav media of dc?

gotta be the 2022 batman for me. i was so happy they finally got him right on the big screen! it took so long for people to realize that batman is only fear to his enemies, but hope to the people. they also count have picked a better catwoman! and the fact that the riddler is just some guy? mwah, perfection, amazing, incredible!

side rant; everytime i see someone mention how they thiugtt he robert patterson didn’t play a good bruce i wanna scream. how are we lacking so much media literacy nowadays that we can no longer recognize this is before he gets his whole playboy persona. he doenst even have financial stability! he’s literally just learning who he is. there’s deadass a whole scene dedicated to him trying to go into the club as batman and getting turned away vs being welcomed in as bruce and realizing bruce wayne has actual value to fighting crime.

3) fav non live action character?

sam anderson’s nova is so fun! he’s such a sweetiepie. i know earlier i said i don’t read the comics, but i do listen to them. i really wish they would put him in as teen trying his best with the guardians of the galaxy <3

klarion the witch boy is so silly (especially in young justice. his va is perfect for him.) he literally just terrorizes people for funsies. gotta love the lord of chaos and his cat.

hi hi! i just wanna preface this by saying a lot of media im a fan of i havent actually watch/read/played just because i cant truly sit down and consume content like i used to when i was younger. literally yesterday i watched the second deadpool movie after like, maybe 2 years since watching the first one (and i probably wouldnt have watched it if the new dp and wolverine movie didnt come out LOL) so i can't really answer these as efficiently as id like but ill try my best

fav media of spider-man?

before it would've been mcu spiderman simply because i havent watched the raimi or amazing spiderman ones, but now without a doubt i can say the spiderverse movies are my fav ones! all movies are pieces of art, but the spiderverse movies are truly by and for art kids. the animation and art is beautiful and i think the way it so artistically connects all things spider-man is really cool.

2. fav media of dc?

so... the last time i watched any dc media was when i was way younger LOL. i distinctly remember watching dc super hero girls, justice league unlimited, the flash (tv) and i think arrow (tv)? but like i said, i was young and don't remember much. ive seen from numerous people that the dc timeline is kind of a mess and that + the fact that there's so much content is what's keeping me from consuming it now. on the topic of batman 2022 there's literally nothing stopping me from watching it but i havent LOL i just cant sit down and watch it. i think the brainrot got to me rip.

i think what stops me from consuming content is the fact that i become a fan of it without actually participating. i read so much fanfic that i learn the plot of things through there, and because i already know what happens i dont desire to spend time and take it in. i might be cooked ngl. but anyway, no official favorite dc media from me

3. fav non live action character?

dude theres like way to many to name but one that comes to mind immediately is black cat (i dont think she's been in any live action from marvel yet?) something about those cat burglars man... LOL. i know this doesn't really count but i really like her portrayal in "Dark Matter" by mysterycyclone on ao3 (and amazing peter parker in gotham fic, highly recommend) i truly love the idea of the thief becoming friends with their crimestopper, because like catwoman, they aren't really hurting anybody (at least, from what ive seen)

as for dc... like i said i have not consumed enough media to pick LOL my bad 💔

[hallelujahmeatgod]

the bestest of friends forever and ever

Rin Matsuoka (Free!)

word count: 3271 (kinda long but it's not that long? i dunno grab a snack)

warning: NONE, THIS IS FLUFF. Just cursing is all.

+++ I love love love Free! there's literally nothing bad about it, it's that good. So for everyone considering watching it JUST DO IT! For everyone who's watched it already, who's your fav?? Mine's Rin. though Makoto always snatches me away from Rin hng

"Rin, dude… aren't you supposed to be going home now?" You asked, shaking his half asleep self on the couch.

"Mmmm" Is all he could drag out as his eyes continued to drop.

After almost a year he's back in Japan for a competition. After the competition, and winning it, he basically dragged you with him to celebrate his win, when he’s prohibited to lurk around.

"Yo" You shook him. "It's getting quite late. Your coach will kill you."

"I couldn't care less" He said with a very tired voice.

You've been best friends for the longest time, so of all people you know how much this means to him, being at this place in his life in swimming. And Lord knows you couldn’t be any happier and proud of him. But he just worries you a lot, because with his success he seems to have forgotten to take care of himself.

You miss your best friend who knows how to take good care of himself, someone who made time for himself. When he was younger he's so full of life, and he still is, but there’s just that gleam in him, mostly in his eyes that aren’t there anymore.

"I'll drive you" You offered.

"No" He pulled you back to the couch as you were about to stand up. "It's getting late, so no, don't drive"

"Well you got to go back, so c'mon. I don't want you in any trouble" You said, trying to pull him up by the arm.

If you were still your younger selves, having your usual movie/game night you'd just let him be. You would have just left him alone and gone to your room. But right now you can't exactly do that. His team, mostly his coach, is very strict. And dumbass Rin thought it'd be a great idea to sneak out, which is why you gotta try and get him back to the hotel.

He groaned and yanked his arm from your grasp. "I literally can't. I have no energy left."

"Well, I can see." You said, sadly looking at him.

"Yeah? Then let me sleep" He turned away from you, laying down on the sofa.

"Trust me, I really want to just leave you alone but I just don't want you in any trouble, Rin"

"Like I said I really couldn't care less right now, I just--" Before he could even finish he yawned and rubbed his eyes.

You can’t do anything but sigh. He's gonna be in trouble, you just know it. But what you also know is that you won't be able to win against his stubborn self. Dealing with a sleepy Rin has always been a headache.

Plus, you just want to let this poor man sleep. He deserves it anyway.

"Okay fine" You said defeated, tapping his back. "But if you get in trouble, I'm out of it." You joked, which just earned a small hum from him.

You went to your bedroom to fetch him some pillows and a blanket cause it gets very cold in your apartment at night. When you got back, you settled them aside first because you realized he’s still wearing the same shirt he was wearing before

That shirt he's wearing is soaked because of all the activities he did earlier, and he might fall ill if he doesn't change out of it since sweat and water got all dried on his body.

"Rin, I swear I'm really sorry, I want you to just sleep but dude you gotta change. You've sweat on that shirt and your sweat got all dried up on your back and shit. You might catch a cold if you don't change. Better if you can take a shower actually, it’ll freshen you up and help you sleep better."

He groaned, turning to lay on his back, eyes still closed "Do I really have to do that? I just told you I can't move anymore" He whined.

"I know, but you're already gonna be in trouble, so let's not make it worse by having you return tomorrow not feeling well, yeah? I'll even snitch on you and tell your mom if you don't comply. You'll be in bigger trouble then." You said, waiting for him to do as you say. But he just groaned, lifted his arms just for them to fall back down beside him.

"See? Can't even lift my arms up for more than 10 seconds, how are you gonna make me shower? Nuh-uh" he said weakly, opening his eyes for a second to give you a pointed look.

You sigh from frustration, shaking your head. Literal steam coming out of your ears.

"Before your competition today you trained, then you competed for multiple categories, then after that you trained again, so what were you expecting, Rin? You’re not a robot for heaven’s sake. Should you really be overworking like this? When are you going to take a proper break huh? When you can’t move anymore? When you’ve injured yourself badly? All that pushing you do ain't going to be worth it if you fall ill or end up in a much worse state later on" You scolded, glaring at him.

He didn't answer you for a long time. He just stayed there, laid on the couch, eyes closed, but you know he’s not sleeping because he's fiddling with his fingers the whole time. You know he's thinking about what you just said to him. He does listen well to you, mostly when it comes to matters like this. Which is why back then his mom and sister would call you when he’s being stubborn and wouldn’t listen to them.

He better start taking better care of himself or else he won't hear the end of it from you. You’d fly to him wherever he is if you have to just to straighten and put him in his place.

"Soooooo..." You broke the silence after a few minutes of letting him think.

"Just do it for me." He said with a tired voice.

You just looked at him with eyes wide open. Has he lost it? Did he perhaps swallow too much swimming pool water? Did the water go straight to his brain?

"Why are you looking at me like that?" He asked, opening his eyes. "If I were you I’d relax those eyes, because damn, they look like they’re about to spill out" He chuckled lightly.

You gave yourself an internal slap and calmed your nerves who’s in total chaos right now.

"What exactly? Change you?" You asked, which he nodded to as if it’s nothing. "You just literally have to change your shirt, Rin. And since you don't wanna take a shower you can just wipe yourself, mostly your back, then that's it."

"Aw~ c'mon I can't even lift my arm up anymore" He gave you puppy eyes and pouted.

OH FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THE ANGELS UP ABOVE.

"Well whose fault is that? Not mine" You rolled your eyes, trying to hide the fact that your heart is actually hammering through your chest. You cannot decipher as to why your whole being is chaotic right now, since you’ve never been in this situation before, mostly with Rin.

"Just do it for me. It's not like you haven't seen me shirtless, there's no need to be shy. We've literally seen each other in diapers." He reasons.

"I'm not shy! There's no reason to be" You defended. "I just don't see why you just couldn't do it yourself"

Now that’s just you making excuses, because you are in fact shy right now that you can feel your face heating up.

Sure you’ve seen him shirtless, you literally just saw him shirtless earlier at the competition, he even hugged you while he’s soaking wet and shirtless.

WHICH IS WHY YOU’RE LOST RIGHT NOW AS TO WHY YOUR HEART IS DOING ACROBATICS AND YOUR STOMACH HAS A WHOLE ASS ZOO IN IT.

You’re getting nervous, hands sweating, even just by the thought of helping him change.

"You can clearly see I can barely move, what more do you need?"

You internally prayed and sigh, saying a defeated "Fine." under your breath.

You proceeded to your bathroom to grab some towels and made a quick stop in your closet to lend him a hoodie. Your hoodies are big so they always fit him.

Usually girls are the ones stealing clothes right? But in your case he's always the one stealing shit. His freaking suitcase when he left for Australia was filled with your hoodies. His shameless ass even wears them around you like they’re actually his.

By the time you get back to the living room he’s already snoring lightly. You hate to keep interrupting his slumber but you ain’t about to rip his shirt off either.

"Rin" You tapped his arm. "Can you sit up for a little bit?"

He shook your hand off, opening his eyes as best he could. "What?" He grumbled.

"Sit up so I can take your shirt off--"

"OhhhHhhh~" He smirked

"Bitch! imtakingitoffbecauseyourstupidassislazyto--"

He snorted and laughed hard. "I GET IT! Geez, breathe, I was just kidding. Damn, take a chill pill."

"Just sit the fuck up" You said, flicking his forehead, making him chuckle weakly.

For every passing second, your nervousness grew bigger, that your hand actually started shaking ever so lightly.

You took a deep ass breath, said a little prayer in your head, before reaching for the hem of his shirt. As much as you wanted to do it in one swift motion, It's kinda hard to do it fast because he’s slouched and is basically just knocked out.

When the shirt was fully off, you couldn’t help the heat that rose to your face that you had to turn away for a moment. Though you’ve seen his body way too many times, you couldn’t help yourself but still be in awe.

Seems like yesterday he's just a twig, now he's a whole ass trunk.

You snapped back into reality when you realized that you were just looking at him like a creep. You hurriedly grabbed the towels soaked in warm water and started with his back, gently wiping to help soothed his tensed muscles. When the warm towel made contact with his skin, sure enough his body instantly relaxed and he released a breath of content.

You continued up unto his chest and neck, which was way too hard. You felt like you needed oxygen or something.

You left the stomach area because just who knows what'll happen if you had included it. If you got a feel of his defined abs you might end up in a comma, so no thank you.

You helped him slip in your hoodie before moving on to his face since he might get cold. The moment he had on the hoodie, he sank back on the couch, pulling his hands into the hoodie.

What a cutie, kinda wanna cuddle him-- umm what. Please don’t tell him that.

"Mmm~ your hoodies are the comfiest" He smiled from ear to ear, snuggling even more to it.

"You would know huh?" You teased, making him giggle like a little kid as he started dozing off again.

"Rin, let me just wipe your face and then I’ll let you sleep." You said in almost a whisper, as if you don’t want to wake him when you are indeed waking him up.

To your surprise he laid his head on your lap, which was the last straw for you. You officially have a brain rot and as for your heart? It’s like it’s high as a kite right now. The crazy thing about this is that this isn’t the first time he’s done this. He’s done this countless times when you were younger.

To divert your attention from the heart attack you’re going through, you started wiping his face. As you wiped his face, you couldn’t help but to be amazed by his features though you basically have it memorized.

For some reason, there’s this very foreign feeling that’s creeping up your veins. A feeling you’ve never felt before. Then suddenly your heart started beating in a way different from its frantic race earlier. This one stems from somewhere deep.

Is this really one of those high school drama moments when you come into the realization that you like your best friend?

BUT THAT CAN'T BE! BECAUSE YOU’RE BEST FRIENDS AND HAVE BEEN SINCE FOREVER. LITERALLY SINCE YOU’RE IN DIAPERS.

You’ve never really thought about this because why would you? But now that you do think about it….Oh Lord--

"So are you trying to suffocate me or what?" He interrupted your train of thoughts, tapping on your wrist. You looked down to see that you had unconsciously stopped, your hand over his nose. You immediately retrieved your hand, apologized, and finished his face.

You can't like him, well you can, but not like THAT y'know?

Plus, you’re very certain he sees you as nothing more than just a best friend, so let’s not dwell on it too much and potentially ruin a friendship.

"Okay done. C’mon lift your head so you can have your beauty rest." You announced, lightly pushing his head.

He shook his head, further snuggling on your thighs which made you freeze. "You've interrupted my sleep enough, so you are now my pillow" he said.

"I literally took pillows from my room for you to use just for me to be the pillow"

He hummed in response.

This isn't really much of a help with your little crisis right now. Just how will you control your feelings when you're this close? Technically, had it been any other day, you shouldn’t be feeling anything but annoyance since he’s hogging up all your space. That’s how you always are when he does things like this. But that’s really not the case right now.

You shook your head and looked around your apartment to try and find something to focus on instead of the red head on your lap.

Eventually you give up, because no matter how hard you try, your eyes will always fall to him. You couldn’t help but smile at his peaceful face. You reached out and brushed away some hair poking his lids.

When you were retrieving your hand he stopped you and said "Please just keep doing that" He sighs, placing your hand back on his head.

You were a little surprised since he never let you, even Go, play with his hair. He doesn’t even let you simply touch it sometimes.

You decided not to say anything and just complied with him, running your hand through his hair.

“Thank you for letting me stay and do all this for me” He said with eyes closed.

“There’s no need to thank me, Rin. That’s what friends are for right?”

“You’re seriously the dumbest person sometimes” He scoffed.

You stopped running your hand through his hair, glared at him even though he couldn't see you, and gripped his hair ever so lightly. “Excuse me?”

He better take that back or there will be a wrestling match, right here, right now.

“I said you’re dumb, because do I seriously look like I just want to be best friends with you?” He clicked his tongue. Though his eyes are closed you can literally tell he’s rolling his eyes at you in his thoughts.

“Umm well-- You want to be the bestest of friends forever and ever?” You looked down at him, extremely confused.

He now opens his eyes, just to give you a look that clearly says that 'YOU ARE DUMB.'

“See, my point exactly.” He said, chuckling.

You’ve had enough, so you hit his head, making sure it hurts. He winced but laughed his ass off.

“You better fucking take that back or I’m flipping you over bitch” You glared at him.

“Girl, no way. Because you really are and you just proved it-- OWWW DAMN.” He shrieked, pulling your hand off his hair. “What I meant was that I like you way more than friends, best friends, or bestest friends forever and ever-- whatever the heck that is” He gave you a weird look when he said the last part.

In mere seconds, your glare was replaced with a lost look. You don’t know what to say. Your mouth was just opening and closing because you couldn't find the right words to say. It’s like your whole vocabulary is just gone.

“What are you a fish? Dude close your mouth, you might drool on me” He joked, scrunching his nose.

“Eh?”

“Again, you’re just proving you are indeed dumb. I like you okay? I like you not just as a friend. I like you as in I want to date you, have you be my girlfriend, and maybe the future mother to my kids-- but it’s too early for that, so girlfriend is fine for now.”

“Why the fuck me?” You blurted out without even thinking.

He burst into laughter, rubbing his tired eyes. “You really are something" He tapped your nose.

He then gave you a warm smile, looking you straight in the eyes. He reached out for your face, rubbing his thumb on your cheeks. “But to give you a simple answer-- because I know it’ll bug the hell out of you if I don’t answer. Plus I'm extremely sleepy now, so let's keep it short. I like you because….what is there to not like about you? I know that's a cheesy answer but it's true. You've got the softest heart, you're kind to everyone, you're smart, caring, and most of all very loving. I should know, considering I’ve known you for as long as I can remember. And I'm lucky enough to be one of those people who were able to experience those things."

You were speechless. It's very simple, but that's all you need to make your heart melt and turn into a mush.

"Speechless? I know you like me too y'know? I mean, who doesn’t?” He gave you a cocky smile.

You immediately became shy, pushing his face away so he won't look at you. "I-I-- shut up” You stuttered, hiding your face away, since you know you look like a literal tomato right now.

“Wait, you actually do like me?” He asked, face looking completely surprised, but a smile is slowly creeping in.

“Stupid ass, I thought you said you already know?” You said, pinching his cheeks real hard.

“Well I was just saying it cause I’m manifesting it y’know?” He winced, taking your hand and intertwining your fingers, which made you even more of a tomato than you already are.

“Whatever” Was all you could say as you tried hard to fight the smile that kept on trying to creep up your face.

He gave your hand a kiss before hugging it to his chest.

“Okay, since that's done with, can I now sleep? You’ve halted my sleep long enough. I'll be all sweet and lovey dovey with you tomorrow. Goodnight bestest friend forever and ever.” He snorted at the last part, earning him a light pinch on his side.

He laughed and teased you a bit before turning his body towards you, hugging your waist. He kissed the thigh that his head was resting on, further snuggling into it.

“Sleep, Rin.” You said, kissing his forehead and went back to running your hand through his hair.

“For the record, you still won’t be getting any of your hoodies back” He said, before finally sleeping.

“Asshole”

"I love you too, dummy"

[myhockeyworld87]

A Crosby Christmas

Word Count: 3,713

POV: Reader

Warnings: A little smut, nothing too much...it is Christmas after all

Notes: I know I haven’t been on here in a while, but I wanted to drop this little story here for you guys to enjoy this Christmas! Hopefully I’ll be more active after the holidays. I also have Toews Christmas story I’m working on so hopefully I can drop that soon as well. Don’t worry I haven’t forgotten about your other favs. There will be new Ruined and Not So Dangerous Liaison coming as well. Merry Christmas to you all! I hope that this holiday season finds you healthy and happy! May the joy of this holiday season last all through the coming year! Love and Hugs to all!!!

Christmas had always been your favorite time of year. When you were little, you loved decorating the tree, sing Christmas carols, and of course waiting for Santa. You still loved this time of year, only now it was watching your kids do all those same things. Alexis, now five, and Lucas, three and a half, were yours and Sid's pride and joy. The two were overjoyed for Christmas this year and even though you hadn't celebrated American Thanksgiving yet, they were all geared up to decorate the house.

 One of your first holiday traditions when you first started dating Sidney had been to always decorate one tree together, and you'd continued that every year since then. This year, with Sid's schedule and the kids' anxiousness, you were going to be trimming the tree much earlier than normal. God love your husband, as he carried all the boxes of ornaments in, as well as the tree from the garage where you had them stored. The ten-foot monstrosity fit perfectly in your family room, which apparently was a pain in the ass to put up as you'd caught Sid twice almost cursing in front of the kids.

 "Daddy, I get to put the star on again this year, right?" Alexis asked drawing her father's attention, as he was putting the last piece of the tree up. "Lukey is still too small."

 "Am not," your son, who looked the spitting of his father shouted back.

 "Lex, I think Lukey is big enough this year to give it a shot." Lucas stuck his tongue out at his sister who had her arms folded into a pout.

 "But Dad…"

 "But Lex…" Sid mocked in the same whiny voice as his daughter, then he picked her up and zoomed her around the room to make her smile. He was a sucker for his little girl and she had him wrapped around her pinkie.

 "Me too, daddy, me too," Lucas cheered as he wanted in on the fun, and of course Sid happily obliged.

 "That's not fair," Alexis pouted again this time stomping her foot in emphasis.

 "Alexis Catrina Crosby, if you don't change that attitude young lady, you can march all the way upstairs and not join in any of the decorating." You finally told your daughter, for sometimes she needed that stern voice to keep her in check, especially when her father doted on her. "And remember Santa is watching." That threat always seemed to work magic this time of year.

 A lone tear leaked out of her eye, as Sid made his way over to her; Lucas firmly attached around his neck. He crouched down to his little girl. "Mommy's right. You've got to put the star on the last two years. It's time for Luc to have a turn." He remained at her level and Lucas slid off his back and over to the box where the star was almost gloating if a three-year-old could do just a thing.

 Alexis pulled her lip out, this time in sadness as she pleaded into her father's deep brown eyes just like her own. "But…but I want to do something special too."

 "And you will princess." Sid looked over to you as if you were supposed to have the magical answer to that.

 "How about you put the last ornament on the tree. Daddy will leave a spot way up high so he has to lift you up to put it there." Her lip pulled in and suddenly there was a huge grin on her face. You had a feeling it was more about having your husband hold her up in his arms than actually putting the star on. The two seemed to fight for his attention all the time when he was home. The long road stretches killed both father and children, and if you were being honest they were hard on you as well. Thankfully, Sid only had a few short ones here and there before Christmas break, so the kids should be fine. "Well, I think we need to get decorating this tree. What do you think?"

 "Yeah!!!" The kids cheered, Sid, joining in. There were a ton of ornaments to put on the huge tree that was once decorated purely in shades of gold. Now it was more of a hodgepodge of colors. There were dozens of Mickey Mouse ornaments from their trips to Disney, along with Paw Patrol ones which seemed to be Lucas' favorite at the moment. There were also ones with their little hand and footprints from when they were born. The tree held all of your life with Sid together. There was one from your first Christmas together, a few that you'd received to commemorate your wedding, and one for each child's birth. Though your favorite had to be your specially made ones with each family member's name on it. You had ones made for both Sid and your parents as well. They were the ones you loved the most putting on the tree as looking at their name brought such great memories of each person. "There's only one ornament left, and it's Alexis'." She came over and took her pink bulb, which had been hand-painted for her, and walked over to her dad.

 "Alright, little one. I saved you the best spot at the top, so everyone can see your name up high." She was grinning like a Cheshire cat as Sid picked her up and then walked up a couple rungs of the ladder to get to the right height. This was the part that always made you nervous. The kids could get wiggly from time to time and the last thing you wanted was for them to cause your husband to fall. You weren't worried about the kids, Sid would do everything in his power to keep them safe, it was him you had to fear for. Sid held her out to the tree and it took her a minute to get the ornament in the right place.

 "It looks so pretty, daddy. Good spot." He carried her down the ladder, then went over to his little man.

 "Ok, Lukey, you ready." Lucas nodded enthusiastically. He had the star in both hands, as Sid took him up farther on the ladder. Lucas reached his little arms out, stretching as much as he could to get it on the peak of the tree. It took him two tries but he finally did it, albeit crooked, but that was no problem, as you'd fix it the moment they were in bed. It's something you'd had to do the last two years with Alexis as well. "Well, are we ready to turn on the light and see how it looks?" Sid asked, already knowing the answer he was going to get from the children, and they didn't disappoint with their enthusiastic cheers. He flipped the switch and the tree lit up as bright as the sky on the fourth of July.

 "Yay!" all of you cheered and clapped.

 "It's so pretty," Alexis cooed and you had to agree, even though forty percent of the ornaments were on the lower three feet of the tree, compliments of your children, but it was simply perfect.

 "I think this is the best one yet," Sid commented, while he slid his arms around your midsection. There was nothing better than this moment you thought as you watched Lucas's eyes just light up, as he gazed at all the twinkling lights, and saw the giddy smile on Alexis's face.

 "I think you're right," you said turning so that you could kiss Sid sweetly.

 "Can we have hot cocoa and cookies now?" Lucas asked while he tugged on both yours and Sid's legs.

 "You bet bud," Sid replied, even though it would be you making the kids' favorite holiday drink. You scooted out of his arms and headed to the kitchen, while the three of them put on a holiday movie. "Don't forget the extra marshmallows, Mommy." Your husband was sometimes the biggest kid of them all.

 By the time you made it back to the family room, they had all claimed their favorite spot. "I saved you, your seat by daddy," Alexis said all proud of herself.

 "Thanks, baby girl." You passed out the hot cocoa or lukewarm cocoa in the kids' case, then set the plate of cookies on the end table by your husband.

 "Did you bake Christmas cookies already?" he whispered, as he saw the Santa shaped sugar cookies on the plate.

 "As if I had time. I called the bakery and had them made."

 He took a bite of one before handing one to each of the kids. "Not as good as yours but they'll do for now."

 "I promise you'll get mine closer to Christmas."

 "Mmm…and do I get your other cookie when the kids are in bed tonight?"

 You raised your eyes at his double entendre. "I guess we'll have to see, won't be." Though you both knew that he'd be getting your baked goods, so to speak.

 Thankfully, Sid had steered the kids toward watching Frosty the Snowman, so after the half-hour was up, you trotted them upstairs for bath time. Sid claimed he needed to 'watch film' for tomorrow's practice, so he skipped out on the nightly ritual, but made it upstairs in time to tuck the kids in for the night. "Night daddy." You heard Alexis say, as you had finished tucking Lucas into bed. Sid brushed back a lock of her hair before bending down and kissing his little girl goodnight.

 "Night, baby girl. Daddy loves you."

 "Love you too daddy." You walked in then and saw Alexis's eyes grow heavy.

 "Goodnight, my sweet angel," you whispered, kissing her forehead. "Love you."

 She yawned, then grabbed her teddy bear and hugged it tightly to her chest. "Love you, mommy." Sid grabbed your hand and the two of you snuck out of the room, closing the door as she fell fast asleep.

 "Lucas asleep?"

 "Yep, he went down pretty easy tonight." Sid had said goodnight to him first and went to read Alexis a story as you did the same for Lucas. "Poor lil guy was tuckered out from all the excitement."

 "We make beautiful kids together, Mrs. Crosby."

 "That we do, Mr. Crosby," you answered as you headed back downstairs hand in hand with your husband. You'd been trying for baby number three, the last year, but not having any success. It had been easy previously. In fact, you hadn't even been trying when you conceived Alexis. Lucas, you had planned down to the date, so that Sid would be home in the summer to help you both children. You'd automatically assumed that number three would go just as easily, but here you were twelve months into it and still not pregnant. You tried not to think about it too much, but every now and then it would get to you.

 You shook yourself, as you hit the bottom rung, taking yourself out of your melancholy. "Cold?" Sid asked, as his arms came around you. "I think I know how to warm you up."

 He somehow maneuvered you both into the family room, where he had a fire going in the fireplace, with blankets and pillows all around it. "Watching film eh?"

 The signature smirk of his, the one he always gave in the locker room during an interview came out. "Had to surprise you somehow." There was a bottle of wine and two glasses there as well, and Sid poured you both a glass before settling down amongst the cushions with you. "Merry early Christmas, my love," he toasted and you clinked glasses.

 The wine went down smoothly and was the perfect ending for what was the perfect day. You took your free hand and captured Sid's jaw, bringing his lips to yours for a heated kiss. It was the perfect mix of Christmas time with the combination of chocolate and wine mixed together with the essence of your husband, and you found yourself falling more in love with him than you'd ever been. He ended the kiss, all too soon for your liking. "Think the kids are sound asleep yet?"

 You already knew that Lucas was, but Alexis was probably still teetering. "One for sure, let me check on the other." You still had a monitor hooked up in Alexis's room, so you pulled it up on your phone. It wasn't the video that told you she was asleep but her soft snores. "Yep, she's out. Snores just like you."

 "I do not snore," he said rather indigently.

 "Um…excuse me, Mr. my nose has been broken so many times I can't count. Yes, you do."

 "Well, maybe a little but you love it." When you didn't respond right away, his hands went to your sides to tickle you. You fell back against the pillows laughing, Sid following you down until his mouth captured yours silencing your giggles.

 It was some time before you broke apart for air. "Ok, I do love your snores but then I love everything about you."

 This wasn't new information to him. "I love you more though."

 "Not a chance."

 "Guess I'm going to have to prove it." His lips were back on yours then, devouring you. Sid made quick work of disposing of your top, throwing it off to the side, before kissing his way down to your lace-covered breasts. He knew how to make you moan out, as he took one nipple and sucked it into his mouth. Your hands roamed under his shirt, feeling the rippled muscles along his back. They worked their way to his front and his well-toned abs before undoing the fly of his jeans and sliding them down. "Eager, my love?"

 Your hand slid down to his cock, where he was rock hard. "Apparently, I'm not the only one." You stroked him in your hand, twisting your wrist as you went; a move you knew he loved. Sid let you have your fun for a bit before taking control of the encounter. Before you knew what was happening, he had you stripped bare laying on the blanket, legs spread for him.

 His fingers toyed between your folds, making you even wetter than you already were. He entered you in one swift motion and your back arched at the feel of him inside you. "You feel so good baby," Sid moaned out, then started that slow rhythm of his hips you both loved so much. You weren't sure you would ever tire of this, the feeling of his lips on yours as he slid in and out of your body. It was something that was special that first time and every time after when you made love and you knew somehow that, that would never change.

 Sid's fingers found that your clit, alternating between putting just the right amount of pressure there and flicking it back and forth. After all these years, he knew your body as if it were his own, knew what you needed, when you needed it, and knew how to take you over that edge. You were there now, legs trembling as your climax hit and your pussy squeezed him like a vise. He pumped two more times into you before spilling himself deep inside you with a grunt of satisfaction. He dropped kisses to your lips as he came down off his high, then rolled to his side taking you with him.

 "That was heaven," you whispered, trailing your fingers up and down his biceps.

 "Mmm, it always is with you." He reached behind him and pulled a blanket over your bodies. "I have to say this has been one of the best Christmas decorating days we've ever had."

 "I have to agree," you hummed softly feeling your eyes grow heavy despite the early hour of the evening.

 "I should probably take you to bed."

 "Not yet, let's just lay here for a little longer." Laying there reminded you of the old days when it was just the two of you, and while you loved your two little munchkins, sometimes it was nice to just have Sid all to yourself like this.

 His fingers trailed up and down your spine, causing you to snuggle deeper into his chest. "Whatever you want baby." Sid closed his eyes then, just savoring the moment like you were, and despite being the one that said you should move to the bedroom; he was the one to fall asleep first.

 The week and a half leading up to Thanksgiving was hectic, as the Pens played at home. You took the kids to as many home games as you could, but it was always a production, by the time you packed up everything you would need for the three to four hours away from home. As soon as Thanksgiving was over, the team was back on the road and you were prepping for Christmas, rushing off to buy gifts while the kids were at preschool. Well, Lucas really didn't have school, but you did send him two days a week to a daycare like environment, so he would be used to being around kids more. You were running around so busy, some days you literally lost track of time.

 When Sid wasn't on the road, he was there to help you in any way that he could; taking the kids out to play in the snow, while you baked, or taking them to the rink to skate while you wrapped and hid the gifts. Every free second was spent making sure that Alexis and Lucas would have the best Christmas ever. It wasn't until you looked at the calendar that you noticed you were late. It was December nineteenth, and your period hadn't come yet. Dare you hope that baby number three was finally going to come to fruition? There was only one way to know for sure.

 Those five days to Christmas Eve flew by in a whirlwind. Sid had away games until the twenty-first, and then one home one on the twenty-third. There were so many last minutes things to do. Sid's parents and sister came into town on the twenty-second and were a huge help. They were currently upstairs bathing both kids for you, while you and Sid were planning out when to put the presents as it was now Christmas Eve. "I'm not sure Alexis's dollhouse is going to fit under the tree," he whispered, as he had finally finished putting it together with his dad. It was currently out in the garage with a huge sheet over it.

 "You're the one who had to get her the biggest one there is." He was always spoiling your children.

 "I know, don't start." He said sliding his arms around you as you stared at the tree. "It should fit in that corner over there." Now, that he figured out where the ginormous playhouse could go; he shifted his focus to the tree, looking at all the ornaments that had been hanging for the last six or seven weeks now. You smiled to yourself waiting for him to notice one in particular. "I feel like something is different on there."

 "Hmm," you mused just swaying back and forth in his arms. "I think your right."

 "What's that one right there?" He said pointing to the ornament that was at his eye level. "I don't remember it."

 "Maybe you should have a closer look." He peered down at you curiously, now knowing that you were up to something, before gliding you both over to the tree so that he could have a closer look. "Is that…Are we…" You could hear the excitement in his voice before he turned you around to confirm his suspicions.

 You nodded before saying, "Yes, it's my pregnancy test, and it took you forever to notice I put it there."

 "What? When?"

 "It's been on there since you came home from Toronto. I've been waiting for you to notice." He looked dumbfounded for a moment before scooping you up and spinning you around, his lips locking with yours.

 When he finally put you down, there was a huge smile on his face. "I can't believe we're finally having another baby."

 "I know me too. It's not the timing we were looking for, but I think you'll be happy with the due date." Curiosity got the best of him and you could see him trying to do the math in his brain to figure out what day it would be. "Well, you always said it was your lucky number," you hinted to him.

 "No way!" He shrieked out. "August seventh?" You shook your head, yes, and he spun you around one more time before the patter of little feet and big feet came barreling in.

 "What's all the excitement about?" Trina asked before even the kids could get a word in.

 "We're having a baby!" Sid told her and everyone came in for hugs, congratulating you both. He knelt down to the kids' level. "Are you excited, that you're going to have a baby brother or baby sister?"

 "Can we have twins? Kennedy Jenkins has twins and she says it's fun cause she always has someone to play dolls with." Sid just laughed at his daughter, then tickled her.

 "I don't know about all that princess. Let's just be happy that you're getting to be a big sister again." He grabbed Lucas, then came off the ground throwing the toddler in the air. "What about you? Are you excited to be a big brother?"

 Lucas just smiled, before looking his dad in the eye and grabbing hold of his cheeks. "I'm excited for Santa." Sid burst out laughing and you all joined in. Santa was definitely rating much higher than the new baby.

 "I'm excited for Santa too, bud," Sid told him, then slid his free hand around your waist. "Thanks for making Christmas come early, Mrs. Crosby." Your lips found his in a sweet and loving kiss.

 "Thanks for making me a mom again, Mr. Crosby."

 He winked at you, that devilish smirk on his face. "Anytime," he breathed out, then added, "This is definitely the best Crosby Christmas yet."  .

[moonslust]

Thank you so much @killerqueenlux for tagging me <33333, I haven't even started but I can tell this is gonna be almost empty cause I know nothing about me.

MUSIC

fav genre? *screams into the void*

fav artist? Queen but also way too many people

fav song? White queen live at Hammersmith 1975 <3

most listened song recently? Live forever by Oasis

song currently stuck in your head? Howdown Aldi Death Queue by Sam Fender

5 fav lyrics Oh my god I have no idea...this would take me a lifetime

Radio or your own playlist | solo artists or bands | pop or indie | loud or silent volume I slow or fast songs | music video or lyrics video | speakers or headset | riding a bus in silence or while listening to music | driving in silence or with radio on

BOOKS

fav book genre? fuck...I barely read I don't even know what the genres are,,,,,,I hate this

fav writer? ????????? I'm just gonna say Oscar Wilde because I saw a statue of him once in Ireland which was pretty cool (ok I know some quotes but I still have to start reading his books)

fav book series? Casi Angeles counts??

comfort book? my diary but also this fic by beautyandbravery called "falling into your ocean eyes". I think of that fic whenever I'm sad sigh

perfect book to read on a rainy day? Larry fanfics

fav characters? Larry? This sucks.

5 quotes from your fav books that you know by heart?

Ok so these are from instagram :) I haven't read all the books but I know these quotes by heart.

- "Le temps d'apprendre à vivre il est déjà trop tard" which means "by the time we learn to live, it's already too late".

- "I don't know, poets are always taking the weather so personally. They're always sticking their emotions in things that have no emotions".

- "Eppure c'è una gioia, una gioia benedetta, una consolazione, proprio nel dolore" which means "and yet there's a joy, a blessed joy, a consolation, right in the pain".

- "No era una serpiente. Era yo, tal y como soy ahora. Las serpientes no hablan" which means "I wasn't a snake. I was me, just as I am now. Snakes don't talk". This is from a spanish fic called "Dancing with the devil", where Louis is the devil and falls in love with Harry...*sighs* I adored it so much I bought a physical copy of it.

- "The desire to be loved is the last illusion. Give it up and you'll be free"...so true bestie.

hardcover or paperback | buy or rent | standalone novels or book series | ebook or physical copy | reading at night or during the day | reading at home or in nature | listening to music while reading or reading in silence | reading in order or reading the ending first | reliable or unreliable narrator what does this mean? | realism or fantasy | one or multiple POVS | judging by the covers or by the summary | rereading or reading just once

TV AND MOVIES

fav tv/movie genre? Rom-coms? But also Horror or Crime and mistery

fav movie? oof, tough one, I'd say...Alice in Wonderland

comfort movie? Rapunzel but Luca just made it to the list too

movie you watch every year? It's gotta be an Adam Sandler one

fav tv show? Friends, is it a tv show? Man I don't know shit...

comfort tv show? Friends

most rewatched tv show? Friends

ultimate otp? Rapunzel and Eugene

5 fav characters? my head is burning from thinking I'm sorry, I basically do things and forget all about them in life.

tv shows or movies | short seasons (8-13 episodes) or full seasons (22 episodes or more) | one episode a week or binging | one season or multiple seasons | one part or saga | half hour or one hour long episodes | subtitles on or off | rewatching or watching just once | downloads or watches online

I tag whoever wants to do this :)

[shot-tothestars]

Random Questions!!

(but I can get more random😎😂😂)

(I have a tag in pinterest called "randomness soo😂😂💖) (nah I trust in the level of randomness of this questions💖💖😂)

Thanks for the tag @justsittinginsilence4 💖💖

Favorite colors: Okay!! So when I was little I loved Pink and purple a lot💖💖😂 then at 13 yo I became an angsty teenager and black became my new fav color (😂😂🖤 so angsty Astrid😑) then since I didn't like just wearing black clothes I liked the combination of black and white🤔😂💖🤍🖤 (and omgds thank gods I wasn't into tpn back then cause I would have been a stupid potato 😂😂) but now... I have something with vermillion in watercolors and in nature I love a blue sky with fluffy white clouds😊😂 (or pastel colors🤔) Yellow in flowers or purplish colors are fav too💜💜🤔😂

(I can see this photo without thinking about Norman omgds😂😂😂)

Last song I listened to: Otras se pierden-Morat💖💖 (spanish song I don't know if it has English subtitles 😢💖)

Fav musicians: Ammm I'm not sure, I usually like a lot of songs and all of them are so different so... I don't really have a favorite musician😂😂💖💖

Last movie I watched : The Maze Runner (again💖💖😂)

Last TV show I watched: A bunch of "Amphibia" episodes count?? If no then I'm not sure😂😂

Sweet, salty or savory: Something healthy😌😂😂😂 Actually depends on my mood🤔🤔 but I like soft tastes😂😂 (if that makes sense🤔😂😂)

Sparkling water, tea or coffee? : I like normal water, Iced tea and milk with coffee😊😂 (Yeah I said it right😂😂💖)

Any pets? : I've been wanting to have pets for such a long time but nope😞 the closest thing I have is my uncle's pet : a half pitbull half American Stanford with too much energy but who loves cuddles and is a baby who just wants attention 💖💖💖😂

(but he's too crazy, his name is Bruce😂😂💖)

Welp that was random😂😂

Tag Time!!!

(feel tagged if you want to do it💖💖)

@anabethtessahermione @brokenpisces15 @i-need-a-permanent-vacation @just-in-e @spaceoceania @bluelric @pernico-under-the-dead-sea @megala-thea-praxidike @mari-lair @officersnickers @modern-oedipus

(if you don't want to do it it's okay, don't feel pressured 💖💖💖 Take care💖💖💖)

To make this post even more random:

Some confused babies💖💖😂

Random Questions Game 💫💫

I was tagged by @drivenbybri thanks dear!!!

favorite colors: blue and purple

last song i listened to: fever by Adam lambert

favorite musicians: queen, imagine dragons, fall out boy, simple plan, panic at the disco.

last movie i watched: pitch perfect 2

last tv show i watched: midsomer murders

favorite characters: gamora, yoda, charlie nelson, obi wan kenobi, anakin Skywalker, bb-8, Gavin troy, antman, Loki, Remus lupin, rey, poe Dameron

sweet, salty, or savory? sweet and savory

sparkling water, tea, or coffee? Coffee

any pets? Dog

I will tag @dragonsblowingoutbirthdaycandles @ihaveacrush @thebeatlesqueenie1212