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whitefanggurl · 7 years ago

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“Why?” 2012 Donatello x Reader; Raphael x Reader

Warnings: Hurt, Angst, Cheating, Sadness

And you end up with Raphael in the end, but start out dating Donnie. Also, if you like April, this is not the fanfic for you.

(Please don't kill me!!!)

Glancing down at the screen, you frowned.

It was your birthday today and Don still hadn't called like he said he would.

The day hadn’t started off so well, what with the rain ruining the outdoor party decorations your family had set up for you. Luckily, they saved the cake and presents in time.

Then, your aunt and uncle hadn’t been able to come because of the storm that had increasingly gotten worse.

And lastly, your (brother/sister) had gotten the stomach bug at school and puked on the brand new carpet.

You snatched your hoodie and headed out the window down the fire escape to head to the lair.

The rain was relentless in its mission to absolutely drench you with all of heaven’s tears.

(foreshadooooooooooooooow. Alright, back to the depressing fanfic from hell’s fiery depths)

You stopped and looked up at the sky, “DO YOU HATE ME?” You screamed and shook your fist towards the clouds.

They responded with a streak of lightning and thunderclap lighting up the sky.

“Wonderful,” You muttered and lifted up a sewer cap.

Heading down, you took off your hood and shook out your hair.

‘Maybe he forgot...’

The turtles could be heard before you even saw them. Mikey and Raph were yelling (well, really just Raph) and Leo was fanboying over Space Heroes.

“Hey guys,” You squeezed the water out of your hair and grinned at the three mutant teens.

Their eyes all widened, “(Y/N), aren't you supposed to be celebrating your birthday today?” Leo asked, puzzled.

You shrugged, “Well, it hasn't been the best of days, and I was just wondering why Don hasn't called like he promised.”

The boys frowned, “He hasn't called yet?” Raph questioned suspiciously.

You shook your head and made your way towards the lab, Raph following to make sure what was happening wasn't what he was thinking.

But it was.

Donnie was sitting at his desk, kissing April.

Tears filled your eyes and you subconsciously gripped onto Raphael’s arm as his stance became rigid.

“Don,” he growled and hid you behind the door.

Donnie and April leapt away from each other and attempted to straighten their appearances, “H-Hey Raph!” He squeaked nervously, suddenly finding his posters more interesting.

“Please tell me that you, of all people, aren't cheating on sweet (Y/N),” he slowly stalked forward, his gaze darkening with every step.

You felt tears roll down your cheeks while you stood out of sight.

“W-What? Of course not! April and I were just... c-conducting an experiment is all!” Donatello gave a fake laugh.

“Oh, an experiment. With your lips evidently,” Raph raised his hand and pointed at April, “And you,” he growled, “I cannot believe you! I knew that you were bad news but seriously? Helping him cheat on his girlfriend all because you like boy attention? You aren't coming back here ever!!”

April’s face reddened and she opened her mouth but was cut off.

“It’s my birthday.”

Everyone snapped their heads towards you.

You stepped out of the hall and into the lab, “And... I was waiting for your call, Don. I thought you would make this day all better,” You closed your eyes and bit your lip, taking a deep breath, “But now, I can finally see through those lies you always told. All those excuses for the missed dates, unreturned phone calls, weird times when you would try to prove your ‘love’,” Anger sparked behind your eyes and deep in the pit of your stomach, “And here I find you, lies finally gone. You’re what my parents warned me about, the unfaithful playboy,” The spark grew louder and brighter as you turned to April, “And you...” You growled, “The girl I thought was my ‘best friend’. Did that even mean anything to you? My friendship is not a rag that can be thrown away you idiot. It’s a trophy you have to work and push yourself to earn. I trusted you!!” Your voice grew in pitch, becoming a scream of rage.

You grabbed a smoke bomb from your pocket and threw it onto the ground, running from the room.

Raph’s eyes narrowed and he punched his fist, “Now to take care of you, Don.”

You ran out of the lair, despite Leo and Mikey’s shouted inquiries of what was wrong.

Not even caring where you were heading, you ran, feet pounding along the concrete.

But your subconscious guided you from the sewers and towards Karai and Shinigami’s hideout. (well, not really hiding. The place used to be Shredder’s, so it’s kinda conspicuous)

Finally, you stopped, breath ragged and lungs heaving, and glanced around the street to see where the besties were staying.

You dragged yourself to the door guarded by Foot soldiers. They saw you and let you through, remembering who you were.

Making your way to the main room where the girls probably were hanging out, you felt the tears burn behind your eyes.

The girls looked up when you entered and their eyes widened.

“(Y/N)!!” Shini cried and rushed over to you, taking your muddy hoodie and clothes in with concern.

Karai hissed, “Who do I have to kill? Just say the name.”

The tears made their way down your face as the emotional dam broke, “D-Donnie cheated on m-me....” You whimpered.

Karai nodded and started sharpening her knives, “Well, his funeral is going to be slightly.... early.” She grabbed them all and put them each in her pockets, heading out to end the turtle mutant’s life.

Shini led you to the guest bedroom and grabbed some sweats and chocolate for you, “I swear,” she growled, “That boy will surely die. If not by Karai’s hand, then by mine.”

Don had so far been beat up by Raph, Leo, and Karai, while Mikey somehow duct taped him to the wall and threw water balloons at him.

Everyone hated him. Even Sensei was even more upset than normal.

Master Splinter circled around him in the dojo, “So, Donatello... Do you know why you are here?”

“Because,” he whimpered, “I cheated on (Y/N) with April.”

He nodded and started to also circle around April, “And April. Why are you here?”

(I’m not the biggest fan of April AT ALL, but I can see her doing this actually. She plays hard-to-get with Don and Casey and it angers me to no end because I hate when anyone does that. Playing with people’s feelings isn't okay, guys. It’s possibly one of the worst things you can do because it will scar them mentally and emotionally.)

She stopped her lip from quivering, giving up the ‘innocent’ act, “Because I knew that Donatello and (Y/N) were dating, but I started to date Don anyway.”

Splinter again nodded and he glared at the two teens, “April, you are never allowed here again. Not until you change. I will no longer instruct you in the ways of the kunoich. You are dismissed.”

Her jaw dropped, but Splinter’s glare silenced her. She stood and bowed, “Hai Sensei.” And she left.

“Now, as for you, Donatello. No more experiments. The lab is off limits for you. No more patrols, missions, or going onto the surface unless you are desperately needed. Am I clear?”

Donnie’s face paled but he nodded, “Hai Sensei.”

“I am disappointed in you. I know that I did not raise you this way, Donatello. You have not only disrespected (Y/N), but your family name. You have hurt her in a way that will take much time to heal. She will possibly never forgive you, and for what you have done, I do not blame her. I am ashamed of your actions, my son. And I hope you are as well.”

(”You may look like a bride, but you will never bring your family HONOR!!!” Alright, never mind me, just quoting Mulan over here....

But, just one more.....

“DISHONOR ON YOU! DISHONOR ON YOUR FAMILY! DISHONOR ON YOUR COW!!!!” Ok, I’m done.)

“You are dismissed, Donatello.”

Don stood and bowed, then left the dojo.

Raphael stood in the doorway and glared at his back as he left.

You wiped the tears from your eyes as Shinigami and Karai made popcorn and put on (Fav movie).

Taking another bite from your chocolate bar, you froze when you saw a turtle silhouette in the window.

But his form was shorter and more muscular than Donatello’s, and there was no bo staff strapped to his back.

You slumped back against the couch with a relieved sigh, “Hey Raph.”

He opened the window and hopped down onto the floor, “Hey Tiger, how you holding up?” He plopped down next to you.

You gave a flat chuckle and motioned to the chocolate wrappers, “Not as bad as I could be, I guess.”

He hesitated, but then opened his arms.

You pretty much flew into his arms.

Raph buried his face in your hair and rubbed your back.

“I’m so sorry you had to go through all this crud, (Y/N),” He murmured softly.

“It’s not your fault, Raph,” You pulled away slightly and pecked his cheek, “But thank you for being here.”

(Le time skip) One year later.....

Surprisingly, you had forgiven Don after a while. He kept his distance though, and April and you never spoke again. Evidently, she didn’t want to ever come back to the lair if you were there, so... Yeah. No one heard from her or Casey again.

Which was good because you were scared Karai would have a murder on her record from how she was talking about disposing of that redhead.

By now, you were a full kunoich. The turtles had already held the ceremony earlier in the year.

You smiled softly at the black titanium tanto you held in your hands, remembering the night the ceremony was held.

Raph came up behind you and tapped your shoulder, “Hey (Y/N)? You ok?”

You jumped slightly but grinned at him, “Yeah, just remembering when I got this thing.”

He smiled, “You deserve it, especially after how hard you've trained for it,” he suddenly became nervous, “Um, there was, uh, something I wanted to ask you....”

You raised an eyebrow and motioned for him to continue.

“Ah, well, I was wondering if you would like to, ahem, go out sometime?” He voice got quieter, “M-Maybe as a boyfriend and girlfriend thing or something?...”

You don’t know what came over you in that moment, but you launched yourself at Raph and wrapped your arms around him while laughing and squeaking out a weird “YES!!!” over and over again.

He had a stupid grin on his face and pumped his fist in the air.

___________________ Hey guys!!!!!!! I hope you liked this oneshot!!!!

And, um, if you wanted to be with Don, *sweats nervously* I’m sorry that it probably wasn't what you wanted.

if you guys ever want a part 2, just ask!!

My next one is with you and Don though, so I hope it makes up for this!!!

Alright, well, signing off.

LOVE YOU GUYS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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whitefanggurl · 7 years ago

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"Hockey Games" Casey Jones x Reader

TMNT 2k12

You sighed and rubbed your eyes. Glancing at the clock, you saw that it was nearly one in the morning.

‘Why do they give us so much homework?’

You slowly got up and stretched before heading over to the fire escape to climb up on to the roof.

It was one of those rare nights that the stars could actually be seen through the light pollution the city gave off.

You opened a nearby vent that you had stashed away some items in and wrapped the fluffy blanket around yourself, then grabbed the bag of chocolates to munch on.

You sat there for a while, singing to yourself as the stars beamed down at you from the sky.

Until you heard a big commotion from the other side of the building.

Grabbing the baseball bat that was in the vent, you slowly stalked over to peek over the edge of the building into the alleyway below.

There was a teen in hockey gear and roller-skates attempting to beat up the feared gang of Purple Dragons.

You sighed and headed down the fire escape. There were a few rocks so you took them in your palms and crouched down behind the bars, waiting for the perfect time to strike.

The boy raised his hockey stick, “I don’t want to hurt you guys,” then he paused and chuckled, “Never mind. I lied.”

You saw one creeping up on him from behind and quickly chucked the rock at the gang member’s head.

His eye widened but he quickly slumped onto the ground.

Hockey boy looked behind him in surprise then tried to find who threw the rock, but was rudely interrupted by the other guys tackling him.

This dude obviously needed help, so you decided to throw the rest of the rocks at the pile and distract them so he could gather his bearings.

You gripped the baseball bat tighter and jumped down from the ladder. The guys were still focused on the teen, so you made sure to make your presence known.

Creeping up behind one of the guys, you whacked him as hard as you could in the head with the bat.

He dropped instantly, unconscious and possibly in a coma now.

Everyone stopped and turned to you in surprise.

You grinned and waved, “Hey, you guys were getting on my nerves so I wanted to shut you up. Nice to meet ya.”

Two gang members rushed at you, but you quickly swung the bat and knocked them back, “I dare ya to try and hurt me.” You sang.

The teen stood back-to-back with you, “You’ve got spunk! I like it!” He exclaimed while hitting a hockey puck at the group, “You’re definitely metal enough to hang with the awesome Casey Jones!”

You stopped with a frown,”Casey Jones, as in the immature weirdo who keeps trying to hit me in the head with pieces of paper in Science class?”

“The one and only!”

“I hate you.”

“Oh.”

You grumbled under your breath and knocked the last guy out, “Well, I’d like to say this has been fun, but I’ve got English homework to finish, so...”

He flipped up the mask and grimaced, “We had English homework?”

You shrugged, “I’m not in your English class, but you probably did.”

“Crud,” Casey picked up a puck and sighed, "This one was my favorite too."

"Are you even listening?"

"Will you go to my next hockey game, darling?"

Your jaw dropped, "Are you kidding me?"

Casey grinned, revealing his missing teeth, "Nope."

Crossing your arms across your chest, you turned away your head with a huff to hide the blush, "Do you even know my name?"

"(Y/N) (M/N) (L/N). Your favorite subject is (F/S). You are a (cat/dog) person and your favorite color is (F/C). And your birthday is (birthday)."

You gritted your teeth, "Maybe you do know some stuff. But why ask me now? Aren't you dating that red head girl?"

He frowned, "Why does everyone think I'm dating April?"

"Because you hang out with her 24/7?"

"Oh. That makes sense," He scratched the back of his neck, "But, ah, I've kinda been crushing on you since the second grade, so.... yeah."

Your blush deepened, "Second grade, huh? Well, I might have been crushing on you too for a while..."

"So you'll come?"

"Out on a date with you to a hockey game? Why not?"

Casey smirked and kissed your cheek, then put his mask back on with a wink, "Then I'll be seeing you around, beautiful." And skated off down the alley, "Nice pajamas by the way!"

You froze and slowly looked down at yourself. Of course you chose tonight to wear the fuzzy bunny slippers, cookie monster shirt, and kawaii sushi pants.

(You are in your senior year in this time skip, and you and Casey have your first kiss :D)

You watched Casey shoot the winning goal with a grin stretching your lips.

As the crowd went wild, you ran down to the side of the rink where his team was celebrating.

He immediately spotted you, skated over, and lifted you over the rink's wall, spinning you around.

You laughed as he lifted you off your feet. Maybe it was out of impulse, or adrenaline, or happiness, but you grabbed his face and latched your lips onto his.

You felt his body freeze then relax as he tightly wrapped his arms around your back.

You pulled away after a while (and after you heard his friends whistling at you guys and saying weird stuff) and smiled up at him.

Casey's face was bright red and his eyes were wild.

"Have I rendered the infamous Casey Jones speechless?" You chuckled.

He snapped out of his daze and beamed down at you, "Yeah, and you can do it whenever you want, (Y/N)," he brushed his lips against yours again, "Because I'm always going to be your goof."

You closed your eyes and smiled, leaning into his chest, "And I'll always be yours."

Casey pulled away and got down on one knee, "I was hoping you'd say that." He grinned and took your hand in his.

You gasped as tears started to well up in your eyes. You had to bite your lip to keep it from quivering.

"(Y/N) (L/N)-"

"YES!!!!!"

"But I haven't-"

"IT'S STILL A YES!!!!!!!"

You started to sob happy tears as he shrugged and stood again, slipping a ring onto your finger and kissing you silly.

"I love you so much," He whispered into your hair.

"I love you too, Cave Mouth."

And the crowd went ballistic.

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Hey guys!!!!!!!!

I'm so sorry, it's been such a long time since I've been on here!

I hope you liked this oneshot!!!!!!

#casey jones #casey jones 2012 #tmnt #tmnt 2k12 #TMNT 2012 #tmnt x reader #casey jones x reader #xreader #x reader #oneshot #imagine

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whitefanggurl · 8 years ago

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When you catch your siblings eating your food...

#so true #sibling #siblings #humor #funny #brothers #sisters #Family #tangled

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whitefanggurl · 8 years ago

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Can I just say how true this is?

😭

I DO NOT OWN THE RIGHTS

#avengers #tmnt #lotr #the hobbit #sherlock #teen titans

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whitefanggurl · 8 years ago

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"Cheater Cheater" - JohnWatsonxReaderxSherlock

WARNING: You are cheated on by John and ultimately end up with Sherlock in the end. Other than that, nothing bad. Just a little fluff later :)

Also, they may be a bit OOC, I'm so sorry! :( I'm kinda new to the fandom and I'm not that good with writing, but here goes!

You kicked open the door to 221b Baker Street and hauled in the bags of groceries.

'"Let's go to the store!" he said. "Sherlock doesn't have a case today!" he said. What a load of crud. There's always a case.'

"(Y/N)?" You glanced around the corner while struggling to keep yourself from falling and see Sherlock laying on the couch appearing to be disturbed from the solitude from his Mind Palace.

"Hey Sher- Wait a second.... I thought you and John were out on a case?" Quickly tossing the groceries on the kitchen floor, you walked over to Sherlock and sat down across from him in a chair.

He looked at you with a bored expression, "No, he's out with Mary."

You stared at him for a moment, "...Do you mean Harry?"

"No, Mary."

Licking your lips that suddenly were very dry, your hands started to shake as you leaned forward to try and keep the disturbing thoughts at bay, "Who's Mary? And I want a straightforward answer, Holmes."

Sherlock's gaze wandered over your face for a brief moment, formulating how you would take this, "The woman he's been seeing behind your back."

Your throat suddenly tightened and tears gathered in your eyes. You bit the inside of your cheek and took in a deep breath.

"I apologize that he did so. You seemed very happy with him, even though he upset you at times." Sherlock leaned back in his chair and held his hands once again in a prayer position while closing his eyes for a moment then opened them, got up, grabbed his coat and scarf, and headed out the door. "(Y/N), Mrs. Hudson has your favorite icecream down in her freezer, I will be back momentarily. Don't feel obligated to wait up though." And he was gone.

You closed your eyes as the tears started to flow freely down your cheeks and a few sobs escaped from your lips. 'He's right, I should go see Mrs. Hudson about this.' You took your jacket in one hand and keys in the other and headed down to the sweet woman's flat where you would stay for the next few hours.

Sherlock blew an agitated breath from his nose as he watched John flirt with Mary from outside the restaurant window.

It was obvious you were hurt, but Sherlock had no idea how to handle such things, so he did what seemed cliché and bought some chocolates and a small teddy bear for you like he had seen on the telly once in a sappy movie you had him and John watch along with you.

He also knew that it probably wouldn't be the best time to unleash the fact that he had certain... feelings, towards you that you more than likely wouldn't return.

You poured out everything to Mrs. Hudson, who listened intently. After you had let out every pent up hurt to her, she offered you some tissues and ice cream.

"(Y/N)," she said with a small smile, "Don't let this get the better of you. When I look at you, I see a beautiful, strong, and stubborn young lady who would, without a second thought, lay down her life for the ones she loves. And even though you may not see it, someone else close to you admires you and loves you with every bit of his being."

You looked up at her through red eyes, genuinely curious, "Who?"

She grinned, "You'll find out over time dearie. Now, do you want another cuppa?"

Sherlock, with the bag in hand, made his way to 221c to set it in your living room.

He picked the lock and opened the door to see you sitting down in front of the telly watching (your fav show other than Sherlock) with the tub of ice cream from Mrs. Hudson.

"You've only been home for 10 minutes," he mused, setting the bag down at your side. "And you've already showered, cleaned the kitchen, and almost finished that ice cream. You're taking this better than expected."

You snorted and looked up at Sherlock with tear-filled eyes, forcing a smile on your lips, "Just trying to distract myself I guess," You stopped and paused the episode, "And Mrs. Hudson cheered me up. As much as it does hurt that I wasn't good enough for John, I now realize, it isn't my fault, and I shouldn't feel sad that I wasn't enough because it only matters that I'm enough for ME, that I like who I am and don't pick myself apart piece by piece because of something someone else thinks."

Sherlock's lips curled up into a small smile, "(Y/N), you never cease to intrigue me with the words that come from your mouth. Now," he sat down in a chair and looked at you seriously, "Do you wish to confront John? Or simply break off the relationship? Or something else possibly?"

Your fingers tapped your cheek softly as you thought, ideas whirring through your brain. One caught your attention and a devilish smile crossed your face, "I've got the perfect thing, but first, I have to see what you got me."

After explaining the plan to Sherlock, who actually thought it would be quite humorous, you began the preparations.

Grabbing the basket, you started making food. "Sherlock, did you grab the candles and matches?"

"They're right here," he pointed at the small grocery bag.

"Hat?"

"Yes, (Y/N)."

"Makeup? Costume?"

"Yes to both, now stop fidgeting, you'll cut your fingers off with the knife."

You glanced down at the cutting board and saw the knife dangerously close to your hand, "Thank you."

When all the preparations were finished, you called John.

"Hey darling!" The words felt like lead rolling off your tongue, but you still kept the sweet voice.

"H-Hello (Y/N). Is s-something wrong?"

"What? Of course not! I just wanted to tell you to meet me at the park at 6. I have a surprise for you!"

'Man will he be surprised...'

"Oh, alright. I'll be there."

"Great! Love you sweetie!" You hung up before he could say anything else and looked at Sherlock, "Now, to do your makeup."

(So guys, this idea isn't mine! I saw this on Pinterest, but I can't remember the original Tumblr person who posted it. If you know who it was, please tell me so I can give them credit!!! P.S.- I also added a few things to it, so yeah.... Alright, enjoy my sweet marshmallow bunnies!)

After getting Sherlock's camouflage all finished, (which took AN HOUR mind you because he kept getting bored and there were times where you had to just ignore his shooting the handgun at the wall), you waited at the park and glanced towards the trees. A flashlight signalled and you knew that Sherlock was watching in case things got too stressful. You nodded and bit your lip, 'Thank You God for that wonderful man...'

John arrived in a taxi, fidgeting and nervous. 'Good, you better be nervous young man.'

You plastered a smile on your face and ran over to hug him, 'He practically REEKS of perfume.'

"Darling, how was the case?"

"Hm? Oh, it was good. Yeah i-it was good."

'Liar.' "Good! Now come on, I've already set up the picnic. I think it's time I told you something very important."

John gulped, but nodded and followed you to the edge of the woods surrounding the park.

You skipped along while holding his hand until you reached the secluded spot in the forest where the evening sunlight failed to reach through the dense leaves.

The picnic was all set up, with John's favorites of course, and candles resting on top of elegant candle sticks giving the space light.

Both of you sat down and you glanced towards the small bush about 10 feet away that hid Sherlock.

After talking about your days and eating a bit, you cleared your throat and looked up at John. "So, John..."

He nearly choked on his food, "Y-Yes, dear?"

"I want to tell you why I brought you here," You smiled, "Erm, as now, my past relationships weren't very... pleasant. Many ending in me being cheated on and all that."

His face paled.

You pretended to not notice and continued, "Well, this is actually, I guess you could say, a crime scene. Because whenever they would cheat on me, they would end up... missing," Smiling a small smile, you glanced around, "This is where they are, six feet under each." You leaned forward towards the terrified John Watson, "And I heard that someone's been naughty, Mr. Watson." You laughed and blew out the candles, covering the space in complete and utter darkness.

John screamed and started to run, but this is where Sherlock came in. He tripped John and pinned him down while you let yourself just chuckle evilliy.

"So John," You turned on the flashlight and pointed the beam at his face, "What's she like, this, Mary I hear about?"

Well, after a few more moments of torture, you finally gave out and started to laugh hysterically, waving to Sherlock to let John go.

John's eyes widened when he saw Sherlock, "You helped her? But you said you-"

"I know what I said. But it had gone on far long enough, John. You hurt (Y/N) deeply, that much I can tell. Did you really think that for a moment I didn't care about you both the same? That I would sacrifice her over yourself? No, you are both equals in my mind, and I intend to let that be known. If she had cheated on you, my actions would have been the same." He glared at John, "But, this doesn't mean that I will forgive you in the time being for your hurting her. Now, return to Mary, Mr. Watson. I think she deserves to know of this endeavour of yours."

John stood there for a moment, stunned from the words that came from his friend's mouth, then huffed and left.

You turned to Sherlock with tears in your eyes and forced a smile, "Well, they better stay together seeing that he thought she was worth cheating."

Sherlock's chest tightened at the sight of you crying and gathered you in his arms, "I'm so sorry, (Y/N). I shouldn't have kept this from you."

You hugged him tightly, letting your tears roll freely down your cheeks, "None of this is your fault, Sherl. Now, it seems we have more time to spend together. How about we go grab some ice cream?"

He scrunched his nose, "But you'll get sick if you have any more. You ate a whole carton earlier."

You winked at him, "I find your lack of faith disturbing, Holmes."

TWO YEARS LATER.....

You kissed Sherlock's cheek, "Love, it's time that you go to bed. You've been at this all day and you're exhausting yourself."

He slumped further in his chair, "But I have to finish this case!! It's imperative that it is solved as soon as possible!!!"

Massaging his shoulders, you pointed out, "Sherl, you won't figure it out if your energy is all used up and your mind is tired. Now, go to sleep."

Sherlock looked up at you with a small smile, "Mrs. Holmes, I love you dearly." He sat you down in his lap and hugged you close to him, kissing your temple, then your lips.

You melted at his touch and murmured against his lips, "I have a deep regard for you as well, Mr. Holmes."

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Hey guys!! So, quick note, did anyone pick up on the two movie references I put in here? If so, I love you!

This is my first oneshot, please tell me how you liked it!!

Remember, you can always request more!!

Love you my marshmallow bunnies!!!!

#sherlock #sherlock x reader #john watson #sherlock holmes #john watson x reader #oneshot #xreader #martin freeman #benedict cumberbatch

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