!!!!!!!!!!!! E X C U S E ME IVE DIED!!!!!!!!
I actually did a spit take after reading this. I need a minute.
GAHHHHH
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Yoga with Sonny! I can’t decide if he’s good at it or would struggle immensely? Haha
It was getting hard to contain your laughter. Sonny’s face screwed up several times and he even mouthed ‘what the hell?’. But the kicker was when the yoga instructor grabbed his hips while he was in downward facing dog. His head snapped over to look at you, eyes wide.
“Doll this is crazy. I thought it’d be easy but it’s the real deal.” He took a long swig from his water bottle.
“You’re doing great for your first class babe. Don’t you like the challenge?”, raising a questioning eyebrow at him.
“I’ll let you know after class is over” he responded. You just shook your head and grinned
Sonny did great during balance. He was able to do crow no problem. You gave him a big smile and a thumbs up.
During savasana, you peeked over at him to find him looking at you. You winked at him and smiled.
“Hope to see you next week, Sonny”, the instructor called to him. He waved and smiled in response.
“Dont count on it” he muttered loud just loud enough for you to hear. You laughed, and Sonny slung an arm over your shoulder. “How does ice cream sound?”
ugh i miss mike too!! how about a beach day with him?
It was rare that you and Mike had a whole weekend off. Even more rare that you got to spend it relaxing. When Mike suggested the beach your thoughts went to sand castles, swimming, walking on the pier and sunbathing.
“Ready for a swim?” Mike pulled off his shirt and threw it on the blanket. Your breath caught. This was your husband, you had seen him shirtless thousands of times. But the way his swim shorts hung off his hips….”Hey nerd. I said you ready for a swim?”
“Oh uh, yeah.” You smirked at him. You tugged your t-shirt over your head and shimmied out of your cut offs. A dip in the cool water is exactly what you needed.
Mike picked you up, throwing you over his shoulder making you squeal. “Micheal! Put me down!.”
He carried you out into the water, “yes ma’am. You’re the boss. You were in the air and sinking into the cool water before you could protest.
Mike was laughing when you surfaced. After sputtering and swiping your hair from you face, you made a beeline for him.
“Oh, you are in for it now, Dodds!”, you exclaimed. Lunging you placed both hands on his head and dunked him.
After lunch you declared it was time for a sand castle. Mike chuckled as you pulled small buckets and shovels from the beach bag.
Mike’s sand castle was very impressive. Yours looked like it had been hit by a hurricane. “Don’t quit your day job, my love.” He poked your ribs.
The rest of the afternoon you spent walking down the pier for ice cream, sunbathing and relaxing. Mike insisted on helping you with your sun screen. You and Mike shared ear buds. Mike started singing very loud and very off key at one point, earning amused looks from people around you. Your stomach ached from laughing so hard. “Talk about not quitting their day job!”
After watching one the most gorgeous sunsets you can remember, the two of you headed home. Mike wrapped an arm around your shoulders while walking to the car. “Today was absolutely perfect, Y/N.”
“I agree, Mikey.” You gazed up at your gorgeous husband. You were one lucky woman. “Now to get all this sand off when we get home. I might need a hand though..”
Mike looked down at you and smirked, “Oh Mrs. Dodds, it would be my pleasure.”
Do you figure out where Nick is? Does he get in touch at all even with the reader? Love how you have such strong plots.
When you get home, Sonny’s sitting on the couch with a bunch of small squares spread out in front of hit. Your heart drops because you know exactly what they are. None of them match the one in your pocket, but they’re all similar pictures. Another one of Nick sleeping, this time with his head resting on a lap. One of him awake but not looking at the camera, examining a brand new knife you’ve never seen. The last one sticks out the most and gives you a bad feeling. The subject of the picture is facing away from the camera, figure blurred by the shower water cascading around it. You’re certain that it’s Nick too, based on the body shape, the hair, and the tattoos on his back. Wordlessly you add your photo to the pile.
“Peter won’t help.”
He looks up at you suddenly. “Doll, please don’t tell me-”
“It doesn’t matter, he said no. And he knows who has Nick but he wouldn’t tell me.”
“I know who it is,” Sonny says quietly. “Mike Dodds.”
“The Mike Dodds who held you hostage for five years?”
He doesn’t answer, which tells you enough. You sit beside him on the couch and look at the collection accompanying a handwritten note presumably from Mike. When you read it, you feel like crying.
“Sonny, he’s coming back,” you say for the millionth time. You’re not sure if it’s more for yourself than him at this point. “He won’t leave us forever.”
Instead of answering, Sonny hands you Nick’s ring and gathers up the photos and note to throw away. You can tell he thinks that Nick went to Mike just to upset him, and maybe that’s how it started, you’re not sure. But there’s no way in hell that Nick would just drop of the face of the Earth without so much as calling. He told you he still loved you and that he didn’t want to lose you. There’s something really, really, really wrong and you’re going to figure it out. Even if you have to do it yourself.
Gah!!!
these are actually hella fucking cute y’all
1: when you have cereal, do you have more milk than cereal or more cereal than milk?
2: do you like the feeling of cold air on your cheeks on a wintery day?
3: what random objects do you use to bookmark your books?
4: how do you take your coffee/tea?
5: are you self-conscious of your smile?
6: do you keep plants?
7: do you name your plants?
8: what artistic medium do you use to express your feelings?
9: do you like singing/humming to yourself?
10: do you sleep on your back, side, or stomach?
11: what’s an inner joke you have with your friends?
12: what’s your favorite planet?
13: what’s something that made you smile today?
14: if you were to live with your best friend in an old flat in a big city, what would it look like?
15: go google a weird space fact and tell us what it is!
16: what’s your favorite pasta dish?
17: what color do you really want to dye your hair?
18: tell us about something dumb/funny you did that has since gone down in history between you and your friends and is always brought up.
19: do you keep a journal? what do you write/draw/ in it?
20: what’s your favorite eye color?
21: talk about your favorite bag, the one that’s been to hell and back with you and that you love to pieces.
22: are you a morning person?
23: what’s your favorite thing to do on lazy days where you have 0 obligations?
24: is there someone out there you would trust with every single one of your secrets?
25: what’s the weirdest place you’ve ever broken into?
26: what are the shoes you’ve had for forever and wear with every single outfit?
27: what’s your favorite bubblegum flavor?
28: sunrise or sunset?
29: what’s something really cute that one of your friends does and is totally endearing?
30: think of it: have you ever been truly scared?
31: what is your opinion of socks? do you like wearing weird socks? do you sleep with socks? do you confine yourself to white sock hell? really, just talk about socks.
32: tell us a story of something that happened to you after 3AM when you were with friends.
33: what’s your fave pastry?
34: tell us about the stuffed animal you kept as a kid. what is it called? what does it look like? do you still keep it?
35: do you like stationary and pretty pens and so on? do you use them often?
36: which band’s sound would fit your mood right now?
37: do you like keeping your room messy or clean?
38: tell us about your pet peeves!
39: what color do you wear the most?
40: think of a piece of jewelry you own: what’s it’s story? does it have any meaning to you?
41: what’s the last book you remember really, really loving?
42: do you have a favorite coffee shop? describe it!
43: who was the last person you gazed at the stars with?
44: when was the last time you remember feeling completely serene and at peace with everything?
45: do you trust your instincts a lot?
46: tell us the worst pun you can think of.
47: what food do you think should be banned from the universe?
48: what was your biggest fear as a kid? is it the same today?
49: do you like buying CDs and records? what was the last one you bought?
50: what’s an odd thing you collect?
51: think of a person. what song do you associate with them?
52: what are your favorite memes of the year so far?
53: have you ever watched the rocky horror picture show? heathers? beetlejuice? pulp fiction? what do you think of them?
54: who’s the last person you saw with a true look of sadness on their face?
55: what’s the most dramatic thing you’ve ever done to prove a point?
56: what are some things you find endearing in people?
57: go listen to bohemian rhapsody. how did it make you feel? did you dramatically reenact the lyrics?
58: who’s the wine mom and who’s the vodka aunt in your group of friends? why?
59: what’s your favorite myth?
60: do you like poetry? what are some of your faves?
61: what’s the stupidest gift you’ve ever given? the stupidest one you’ve ever received?
62: do you drink juice in the morning? which kind?
63: are you fussy about your books and music? do you keep them meticulously organized or kinda leave them be?
64: what color is the sky where you are right now?
65: is there anyone you haven’t seen in a long time who you’d love to hang out with?
66: what would your ideal flower crown look like?
67: how do gloomy days where the sky is dark and the world is misty make you feel?
68: what’s winter like where you live?
69: what are your favorite board games?
70: have you ever used a ouija board?
71: what’s your favorite kind of tea?
72: are you a person who needs to note everything down or else you’ll forget it?
73: what are some of your worst habits?
74: describe a good friend of yours without using their name or gendered pronouns.
75: tell us about your pets!
76: is there anything you should be doing right now but aren’t?
77: pink or yellow lemonade?
78: are you in the minion hateclub or fanclub?
79: what’s one of the cutest things someone has ever done for you?
80: what color are your bedroom walls? did you choose that color? if so, why?
81: describe one of your friend’s eyes using the most abstract imagery you can think of.
82: are/were you good in school?
83: what’s some of your favorite album art?
84: are you planning on getting tattoos? which ones?
85: do you read comics? what are your faves?
86: do you like concept albums? which ones?
87: what are some movies you think everyone should watch at least once in their lives?
88: are there any artistic movements you particularly enjoy?
89: are you close to your parents?
90: talk about your one of you favorite cities.
91: where do you plan on traveling this year?
92: are you a person who drowns their pasta in cheese or a person who barely sprinkles a pinch?
93: what’s the hairstyle you wear the most?
94: who was the last person you know to have a birthday?
95: what are your plans for this weekend?
96: do you install your computer updates really quickly or do you procrastinate on them a lot?
97: myer briggs type, zodiac sign, and hogwarts house?
98: when’s the last time you went hiking? did you enjoy it?
99: list some songs that resonate to your soul whenever you hear them.
100: if you were presented with two buttons, one that allows you to go 5 years into the past, the other 5 years into the future, which one would you press? why?
please omg
Send me some of these, I’m super bored!
please!!
Please help me stave off boredom at work while I wait to hear back on stuff!
“Shut your mouth before I shut it for you.” + hitman!au…oof -🌸
I know you wanted smut but I….. uh…………. //
“After everything you and your boys have put me through, you want my help?”
You’re surprisingly not as scared as you thought you would be. Having stood up against Peter once, it doesn’t seem as big of a deal anymore. And stepping back, he’s not as different from Sonny as the boys would have you believe. Over the last couple years, you’ve lost a lot of the fear that you used to have.
“You’re all I’ve got,” you say. “Something happened to Nick. He stormed out yesterday and we haven’t heard from him since last night.”
“He’s unpredictable, and he’s more than capable of taking care of himself.”
You shake your head. “That’s what I thought at first, but it’s not like him.”
Peter shuffles the cards that you’ve heard so much about. They look brand new despite countless shuffles. Every soft sound of their movement reminds you of movies, all high gloss and heavy saturation to draw close attention to the most important thing in frame. You can’t help looking at them instead of the harsh lines of Peter’s angry face.
“What makes you assume I can help you anyways? Your Amaro is damn good at disappearing when he wants to.”
While you’ve never heard that, you don’t doubt that he could hide himself if he truly didn’t want to be found. You reach into your jacket and produce the photo that had been left on your front door in nothing but a plain envelope marked ‘Carisi’ in neat print. It’s a Polaroid, you think, of Nick lying in a bed asleep, looking relaxed and peaceful. The only other thing in the photo is a pale hand braced to Nick’s left side with an angry raised scar curling from the palm and wrapping the back.
“I haven’t shown this to Sonny, I don’t want him to worry. But I thought maybe you’d know whose hand that is, and how we can bring Nick home.”
He sets his cards down and takes the photo to examine it closely. “I can’t help you.”
“What? Why not? Are you that fucking cowardly-”
“Shut your mouth before I shut it for you,” Peter interrupts. “Don’t give me a reason to hurt you, Princess, I really don’t want to. Amaro said he wanted me to stay out of his life, and I don’t know about you but he looks fine. It’s not worth it to go after-” he stops himself and takes a drink as he gives you back your photo. “It’s not worth it to go after the man who took this picture. You’re on your own. Now get the hell out of my bar.”
no I love this because I love seeing the reader have more autonomy !!!
“That’s almost exactly the opposite of what I meant.” + cf!nick?
Even though you expect it every time, it’s still just as overwhelming when after he’s done fucking you, Nick slides down the bed and buries his face between your legs because “you’re not done until I say you’re done, Hermosa.” You’re already sensitive and he’s never been the type to hold back with anything he does. His hold on your hips is nearly tight enough to keep you pinned, but every time you do manage to move he just follows you. Moaning vibrations against your sensitive clit between moving down to fuck you with his tongue. It doesn’t matter how many times you come because he goes until he’s satisfied.
“Nick- fuck, Nicky, too much-” you whine.
“More?” he teases in response.
You can’t help pulling his hair as he goes faster and harder despite how it makes your muscles shake and whimpers break through your words. “That’s a-almost exactly the- ah- the opposite of what I meant.”
He doesn’t say anything, but his eyes are bright with laughter.
Dead.
Omfg my heart is breaking for hitman!Nick. He had all those years being kept out of your relationship with Sonny then thought he lost him then everything seemed to come together and there were presumably some good years but now it’s all a mess again. And he feels old. Does he come home? And how does Sonny cope with what Nick said (which held some harsh truths).
Does the reader get involved in trying to mend things? She must be annoyed they’re arguing again and upset Nick left? Plus how does she decide between comforting Sonny or Nick? So much angst, it’s why i come back.
Do you go after Nicky or stay with Sonny. What do you do when both are hurting so much??
Uhh merry Christmas mcfuckers / Nick doesn’t come home- in fact, he gets himself into some trouble //
After Nick storms out, Sonny is speechless. He picks up the ring Nick threw at his feet and pockets it. Defeat is the only way you can think of to describe the expression on his face, although it’s interspersed with pieces of anger and hurt because Nick was definitely out of line. Some of it was true enough, but bringing up what happened between them all those years ago when it still hurts Sonny every time he thinks about it was nothing but an intent to hurt him. That’s the problem with how well they know each other; they know what cuts the deepest.
“He’s coming back,” you say.
Even you don’t believe yourself.
Sonny walks over to the couch and throws himself down onto it with his face buried in the pillow. “I know. He has no money, nowhere to go, no weapon-” He lifts his face. “No weapon. I- I have to go after him-”
“He’s not going to listen to you or take anything you give him right now. He’s really angry.”
“Anger makes him reckless and even more of a little bitch than usual. Something’s going to happen to him.”
You know that the only way Sonny will calm down is if he knows Nick is safe, but Nick won’t be accepting any help from him right now. It’s up to you to fix this mess, but just this once, you’re getting really fucking tired of cleaning up after them because they’re both immature and temperamental.
“He’s a big boy, Sonny, he can take care of himself.”
“Doll, don’t quit on me too.”
His voice is so quiet. Broken. It’s enough that you sit down opposite him in the living room instead of going to sit in the bedroom by yourself. “I’m not going anywhere. And Nick isn’t quitting on you, he’s just blowing off steam. It’s what he always does, and he always comes back, yeah? Every time.”
“This time-”
“He’ll come back,” you interrupt firmly.
Nick doesn’t know where he’s going. He has no money, no apartment, no weapon, no clothes, no nothing except for his phone and his keys that he was lucky to have in the pocket of the sweatpants he yanked on before answering the door. No one else is really alive at eight in the morning, but those who brave the streets steer clear of him and his obvious injuries. Blood is starting to dry sticky on his face and the back of his neck, but he pretends not to feel it. If he doesn’t want to sleep on the streets where he’s an obvious target, he’ll have to find someone who’ll take him in. Olivia and Amanda will take Sonny’s side; they were always closer with him and now that he thinks about it, Nick said some really shitty things. That really only leaves three options. How sad is it that he only has two friends and a handful of enemies he might be able to grovel at enough to get what he wants.
Option number one, his father’s old syndicate. They’ll give him hell, but he won’t die there and there’s a minuscule chance he won’t get beat so badly he can’t see. Option number two, Peter. That might be his best option, but he’s really burned his bridges there and there’s no telling what Peter will do to you and Sonny when he no longer has to worry about Nick being a threat to Anna. Option number three, Dodds. Yes, Nick did abduct his fiance which led to Peter killing her. And yes, Dodds did hold Sonny for five years. And did something to him that scared Sonny so badly he scarred him severely. Which Nick’s temper simmers at the reminder of because Sonny didn’t trust him enough to tell him what happened.
He knows the address he decides on well enough to walk there, although it takes him all day and by the end he’s tired, hungry, thirsty, and out of breath. The gates in front of him are tall and imposing but they don’t matter as much as how upset he still is. Now, he’s made his choice, and he doesn’t doubt for a minute that it’ll break Sonny’s heart when he hears what he’s done. Good. He deserves it. Just before he presses the buzzer to request to be let in, his phone buzzes. An apology. He sneers as he challenges it, holds the expression as cold bubbles of text argue with him. It doesn’t matter that Sonny wants or needs him now. He’s tired of not being trusted.
Nick forces himself to take a deep breath and push his hair out of his face before he rings the buzzer.
Oh no!!!! What a stupid decision. He must know how it will hurt you as well as hurting Sonny. The hitman!au is a rollercoaster
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