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Summary: After a shootout in a robbery gone wrong, the reader leaves the hospital with a grazed shoulder. Her partner is not so lucky. Her fiance and fellow officer Jamie tries to console her in her time of grieving.
Notes: I have been wanting to do a Blue Bloods imagine for a while so I hope you guys enjoy. Also thinking about doing some Danny x Daughter Reader and maybe some Reagan sibling readers as well. Let me know!
Warning: Just a bit gory here at the beginning
Shots were ringing throughout the small tourist shop and there was no telling when the backup would show. For now, you and your partner were on your own. You stood up and fired at the two robbers before ducking back down behind the shelf you were taking cover behind. Your partner, Barker, gave you a nod and the two of you moved slightly closer to the perps. You stood again, this time when you fired, you hit one in the arm, swerving their shot to the left, but not enough to miss you. You cried out, flying back from the impact. If it hadn’t been for your vest, the bullet would have torn through your chest.
“Hold on, Y/L/N!” Barker screamed at you, firing into the perp who shot your torso, hearing a thud as he hit the floor. A suddenly, the shots stopped. You looked at each other, knowing something was wrong. You whispered.
“Where’s the second one?” You each searched your surroundings and Barker saw a reflection. He was standing on the other side of the shop. And he was aiming his gun at you.
“Get down!” She shouted.
Everything happened so fast. There was the shot and then the blur of blue and then the sick cracking sound followed by something wet on your face. Sirens wailed outside and two more officers burst in the door. You stared into your partner’s eyes, seeing everything in them- the sparkle of her fiery spirit, the light of her loving nature, even the glint of her constant mischievous planning - fade away.
can you translate this sophie interview please? x.com/VIGNERONGAETAN/status/1862906084438270262
Now we have Max's mother Sophie Kumpen! Hello Sophie, so a mom who has a 4x WDC son what's going on in your head?
"I'm so very proud!!"
Do you see him sometimes? He's always traveling do you contact him during race weekends?
"No during race weekends not much because every thursdays I go light a candle for him and I always send the picture and that he knows."
You tell me when you see him a bit upset like Brazil you still send him a text?
"I sent him 'stay calm use you energy positively and it will be fine' and that's what we saw."
One thing but you're going to tell us what you thought since he's your son but we have this impression that he's wrongly perceived by people even though he stayed the same no?
"Lots of people thinks that he is arrogant but he isn't he just knows what he's doing that's what it is."
One last thing Sophie, when this story started did you imagine that one day you'd be the mom of a 4x WDC?
"Oh no I would already be happy if he had won just one race but 4x WDC it's extraordinary!"
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Worldly Possessions - Unofficial Life and Death Buymode Addon
I really liked the styles and objects we got with Life and Death Expansion, but of course I wanted more, and to fill in some of the missing items. So I ended up with 29 items, and a default replacement. Now there are more of a good thing.
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Summary: A former teammate steps in when he sees Charles unintentionally neglecting his relationship and makes him see where he's going wrong.
It's been a hot minute since I've done a Charles fic that isn't requested. Basically I miss Seb and I saw this clip and was like...ok we're writing a Charles fic featuring Seb. I hope that's ok.
Side pairing: Reader x protective platonic friend!Seb
Themes: Neglectful boyfriend!Charles but also reader neglectful to herself due to struggling mentally, some matter of not eating enough food not ED but may not be what some people what to read about (it is pretty brief), happy/hopeful ending
Seb and y/n did end up with a bit of bond and friendship throughout his time as Charles' teammate. There might have been points of tension between Charles and Seb, but y/n never had any moments that pushed a wedge between herself and the champion.
Even with him no longer in Ferrari, y/n will stop and speak to him at least once a weekend.
Seb is a bit protective over y/n because of the friendship. In his time in Ferrari, when she became a victim of some nasty stories in the media, he'd defend her alongside Charles.
But times have changed.
And while y/n is still ever present for her boyfriend, Charles seems almost distant and while he will have y/n by his side. It's obvious to everyone, especially Seb, that y/n has been sort of ignored by her previously obsessed boyfriend.
Today, Charles walks into the paddock and he's talking to Joris while holding y/n's hand as she tries to keep up with him. She's looking at him with the same loving and admiring expression she's worn every time she's looked at him since they started dating. That being during the his first summer break at Ferrari.
There's nothing wrong with y/n and Charles' dynamic and almost everyone can tell the neglect simply comes from Charles being so focused on trying to improve things when it comes to the car and his performance. The Ferrari 2021 car hasn't impressed anyone.
"Alright, I'll see you later." Charles states as he finally turns to y/n kissing her quickly before he moves with Joris seeming to go for his track walk.
Y/n mumbles a bye with a smile before she spots Seb watching them and practically bursts into a beaming smile. It's also no secret she was a huge Seb fan in his Red Bull days and that spanned into his Ferrari move and she continues to show her support for Seb in Aston Martin.
"Seb." Y/n grins moving to hug the older man. their friendship has been suspected as something more but it really is very much platonic and almost more of fan who managed to get close to their idol more than anything else.
"Hi, y/n. How are you doing?" Seb asks, always making sure to ask before any conversation properly starts.
"I'm good. A little tired with all the travelling...and Charles is...well he's not happy with the car." Y/n admits making Seb nod. "They didn't manage much improvement on last year."
He bites his tongue a little since while he doesn't hold anything about his departure against anyone really, it certainly still hurt.
"How are things in green?"
"They're ok. Not as bad as they could be and I'm happy." Seb shrugs making her nod before he realises her eyes are watering a little. "Are you alright?"
"Yes. I...umm...stupid dust around the paddock." She sighs shaking her head and rubbing at her eyes.
Y/n is one of those people who is generally always so happy and really no one can fault her for it. But seeing her try to cover up sadness, seeing tears in her eyes. That's a different kind of sight and it stirs an emotion that Seb has only ever felt when he saw his own daughters cry for something that's beyond his control.
"I should let you go, I'm sure you have things you should be doing." Y/n smiles then clearing her throat and shifting to hug him again before she disappears and he sighs.
It's not his business, it's not his place to speak to Charles about his relationship. But seeing y/n lie to cover up, that's not something any woman should have to do.
-
Charles sighs as he climbs out his car and moves around only to find himself confronted by his old teammate actually moving his helmet so he looks at him.
"We need to talk." Seb states making Charles frown but he still respects and admires Seb, even with the tension they sometimes had. Charles values his time with Seb as a teammate and he knows that y/n absolutely adores the older driver.
They get weighed as usual and move through till they find a corner to talk in.
"Charles, I know this season is not being easy. But I think there might be something wrong with y/n. She was talking to me earlier and just...sort of started to cry. I know it's not my place, but it's not like her and I think you should know." Seb states making Charles frown and he knows it's not really the brightest idea to tell Charles how to treat is girlfriend. "You need to take care of her. I am not the only one who has noticed the change in her and it's not nice to see."
"She was crying?" Charles questions making Seb nod almost hesitantly before he hears Charles curse under his breath. "Thank you, I need to go."
Aka he needs to go rush his media duties and debrief so he can get to his girlfriend quicker. The post race rush of events means he has to wait, but the moment he's done, he will be getting to her with urgency.
Meanwhile, y/n sighs as she walks out to the Ferrari unit. Having sat with Joris for a bit in the garage.
By the time Charles finally gets to y/n, she is basically ready to leave for the day. Having packed up her stuff and almost waiting for Charles to get in and change into normal clothes so they can leave.
"Hey, baby." Charles greets making her look at him.
That's when it practically slaps him in the face. The changes he's failed to notice in the girl he does genuinely love so much. His heart aches seeing the paler tint to her skin, the bags under her eyes and the colour drained from her iris'.
Now he's really looking, he's really paying attention. He can see what he's not been noticing.
"Mon amour." Charles frowns moving towards her and his sudden very close attention nearly scares her enough for her to step back with a look of confusion.
"What wrong?"
"I think I should be asking that." Charles sighs before gently cupping her face. "I haven't been a good boyfriend."
"You have."
"No. No. I haven't and I have been so bad that Seb had to pull me aside to point out that I hadn't even noticed you weren't yourself." Charles mutters shaking his head while she looks at him for a moment. "I'm sorry."
"Don't do that. Don't make it seem like you did it one purpose." Y/n grumbles shaking her head. "Can we just go home?"
"Yes."
And he has no intentions to leave her side unless absolutely necessary or for a matter of less than a minute.
-
By the time they're in Monaco, Charles has fussed over y/n enough that she almost feels smothered. But she'd be lying if she said it didn't feel nice. To the point she really hadn't realised how much she missed her boyfriend's attention and how much she hadn't been getting it till he started making the effort again to pay attention to her.
Right now they're lying in bed post-sex, another thing neither of them realised they'd gone so long without. Safe to say, Charles fully intended to make up for lost time when it dawned on him that they'd accidentally been celibate for over a month.
"You need to eat." Charles states softly after having spent the better part of half an hour drain shapes on her tummy which had definitely shrunk, her ribs sticking out much more now than they did a few months ago. So she's lost weight. "Have you been eating?...Be honest."
He hates having to ask that question. Because he should know. They should be eating together even if they're not eating the same thing.
"A little, I just forget and usually you eat without me so I just kind of skip meals so I don't miss out on time with you." Y/n shrugs and Charles nearly launches himself up. "W-Where are you going?"
"To make you something to eat." Charles states making her scramble up, grabbing some shorts and a hoodie as she stumbles to chase him.
"No, Charles. I'll make something." Y/n rushes out earning a frown. "Please...I'll make something for both of us?"
Charles continues to frown before it clicks why she's not letting him cook.
"You think I'll make bad food."
"Baby...the pasta...you made crunchy pasta." Y/n grimaces while he sighs in defeat. "You can help, but I'm supervising everything."
"It means more time with you." Charles nods before smiling and picking her up with a kiss on her cheek. "I'm not going to let this happen again...you are a priority, mon amour."
"I love you." Y/n smiles before Charles moves around, tying her hair back as he used to always do when she'd cook. "But I think I might bake Seb a cake or something for his kids as a thank you for speaking when I wouldn't."
Charles sighs knowing he shouldn't have to be thanking someone but it does seem his former teammate is owed a massive thanks for this. For pointing out that Charles wasn't noticing his own girlfriend struggling because their relationship was taking a backseat to seemingly everything and everyone.
"I think I should stay away from anything that is being made for children." Charles hums then stealing another kiss from her. "Ok, you need to eat. So let's cook. You're the boss, yes?"
"As always." Y/n smiles gaining back some of the confidence that had deflated in the silent decaying of their relationship.
Obviously there's still work to do before they're back to feeling like they're how they should be. But neither of them are going to just give up on it so any progress is good progress until they get back to how they want to be in the relationship.
-
Y/n arrived with cupcakes and after some convincing, she got Charles to allow he to leave his side and hunt down Seb who had been unusually hard to spot.
But when she found him, she locked him in a hug.
"Thank you...I never would've had the courage to say anything until I was ready to just...leave." Y/n whispers as she hugs him, closing her eyes but still feeling the tears gathering behind her eyelids because this means so much to her.
"He needed to know and I care about you. I want to see you happy and glowing like you are now. You deserve only the best and Charles knows he can give you it, he was just being stupid." Seb smiles rubbing her back before she moves back. "Are the cupcakes for me?"
"You...and the girls if they're not stale by the time you get them home."
"I'm sure they'll be fine, and the kids will love them. Thank you." Seb smiles before he looks at her for a moment. "Are things better?"
"Yes. I know I should speak up when I feel like thinks are getting hard and Charles has decided that things will never get like that again so really I shouldn't have to speak up." Y/n sighs with a nod then smiling brightly at him. "We both owe you more than cupcakes...because honestly if I lost him then it'd have hurt a hell of a lot more than what was already going on with him being too busy to pay attention."
Y/n does talk to Seb for a bit longer before Charles appears giving a silent thanks with a nod and appreciative expression which Seb acknowledges with a smile.
"I should take the cupcakes and get first pick of my favourite before I have to hand them over to the kids. Thank you." Seb eventually states giving the two a final wave before he picks up the cupcakes and in a similar fashion, Charles scoops y/n up and carries her away.
"I have legs."
"You also have a boyfriend." Charles smirks earning an eye roll.
Summary: You’re pregnant and your boyfriend Erik Johnson is in the bubble, and you go into labor during a game.
Rating: T
Word Count: 4.6k
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WARNINGS: mentions of pregnancy and premature birth, also set during a global pandemic but not really a factor here. Nothing graphic, but blood, vomit and pain are mentioned.
You can’t stop crying, and it’s not just pregnancy hormones.
Your boyfriend Erik Johnson holds you tight, his fist on the back of your shirt, “Shit, you know what, I’ll just retire.”
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a/n: in honor of Sid’s 1,000th career game. congratulations, SPC. you’ve come a long way, baby. story set in a non-covid-riddled universe.
warnings: swearing, alcohol
word count: 3.5k+
“I’m sorry I won’t be there tonight,” you sighed into the phone with a frown, tossing a stack of media briefings on your desk. “I just… I feel awful.“
“Baby, please, don’t apologize,” Sidney said softly, but so sincerely, on the other end. “Trust me, I get it. I mean, look, I wasn’t there for the thousandth press release you wrote, eh?”
You chuckled lightly, appreciative of your boyfriend’s efforts to make you feel better about missing the one thousandth game of his NHL career — a milestone that would come only once.
“It’s not quite the same,” you mumbled. “I just hate to miss it. But Kelsey promised me she’d FaceTime me the whole time.”
You heard the smile in Sid’s voice at the mention of his teammate’s wife, one of your closest friends, as he replied, “That’s nice. Listen, I don’t want you feeling bad about this, okay? We’ll celebrate when you come down next weekend.”
You drummed your fingers on your desk, then spotted your boss, Brendan Shanahan, quietly knocking before wincing, realizing he had interrupted your phone call. You shook your head, signaling it was no big deal, and waved him in.
“You got yourself a deal, Crosby,” you said as Brendan sat down in the chair across from you, a grin on his face.
“Alright, baby,” Sidney spoke. “I’ll let you get back to it. I love you, sweetheart.”
A weak smile crossed your face at his words, but you were certain you felt your heart splitting within your chest, the sting of missing him more painful today than most days.
“I love you, too,” you replied softly. “Call me after the game. And, hey, Sid?”