Sidney and Geno are dating, but one day they have an argument. Maybe it’s over a dumb penalty one of them took, and Sidney is chewing Geno out for it, and that led to Geno accusing Sidney caring more about hockey than their relationship. Sidney is mad enough to be in tears (how could Geno ever think that of him?) as he storms off to their bedroom and slams the door shut, and Geno is still pissed so he sleeps on the couch.
Then Geno wakes up in a universe where not only does he still play for the Pens, he’s the captain. But Sidney is nowhere to be seen. In fact, no one’s ever heard of Sidney Crosby. He begins to panic.
“You just fuck with me now,” Geno says to Flower. Tanger and some of the rookies give him a nervous look. “No, really, where Sid. Not funny anymore.”
“We don’t know who that is, G,” Phil says. “Really.”
He’s about to have a panic attack when the Pens PR suddenly come up and ask if he’s ready to go deliver the season tickets. Geno, in a daze, lets him kind of guide him wherever, and soon he’s on his way, with the team and the Pens admin, to a little suburban house.
Geno does not want to deliver tickets, but he knocks and he’s ready to kind of shove the tickets at them and leave. Then the door opens and–
“Oh my God,” Sidney says. He’s in jeans and a Malkin jersey, but it’s Sid, his Sidney, not missing or dead and oh God, he’s right here. “You’re Evgeni Malkin. You actually came.”
“Sid,” Geno whispers.
He’s about to pull Sidney in for a kiss when a little boy peeks out from behind Sidney’s leg. “Dad, that’s Geno,” the boy says in wonder.
Geno watches, stunned, as Sidney picks up the boy and kisses his cheek. “This is my son,” Sidney says, smiling broadly. “Come in, come in–”
And Geno is led into this bizarro world where he meets Sidney’s fucking husband, the rest of the kids, Taylor, and Sidney’s parents, and he has to pretend that he isn’t losing it watching his boyfriend live a suburban life. Apparently, in this universe, Sidney had not played hockey after Shattuck. He went to university in Pittsburgh, married his college sweetheart (the football captain, to be exact. He’s handsome and tall and friendly, and it’s clear that he adores Sidney. Geno hates him immediately), has three kids with him who all adore the Penguins, and teaches at the local elementary school. And it’s breaking his heart watching Sidney live this perfect life, and knowing that he has no part in it.
anyways i want those angsty movie scenes where Geno keeps asking Sidney out on not-dates. It’s getting late, and Geno’s driving Sidney back home after yet another dinner.
“Sid, wait,” Geno says, as Sidney’s unbuckling his seat belt. Sidney looks at him in question. “Don’t go yet.”
“I still have some papers to grade–”
Geno covers Sidney’s hand with his, in one bold, sudden move. “Please don’t go.”
Sidney looks stunned, then pained. “Geno,” Sidney says softly. “Geno, I think I know what this is.”
“I have a family,” Sidney says. “You’ve been–you’re an incredible hockey player–and–and a wonderful friend, I mean–you’re Evgeni Malkin–”
“I’m show–” Geno fumbles with his phone, which miraculously had all the photos from his world. Photos of his Sidney kissing his cheek, of them lazing around after workouts, Geno and Sidney’s happiest moments.
He presses play on a random video, startling Sidney into freezing as in-video Sidney’s voice asks cheerily, “Geno, what should we do on your Cup day?”
@raccoonsinqueen is probably gone already bUT she told me to post this (even tho it’s messy) SOO HERE IT IS!!! I’LL MISS YOU AND CHATTING WITH YOU AND SEEING YOUR BEAUTIFUL ART AND READING YOUR AMAZING STORIES AND MY HEART IS ACHING BUT I KNOW YOU’LL HAVE A WONDERFUL WONDERFUL TIME!!!! LOVE YA, DARLIN!! THANK YOU FOR GETTING ME INTO THIS SIDE OF THE FANDOM, FOR SHOWING ME THAT THE AU BOYS ARE H A W T AND AWESOME, FOR ALWAYS BEING A SWEETHEART, AND JUST FOR EVERYTHING <3 <3 <3
Karé was human, her hair pleated and bound in an elaborate series of braids. Another colonist, like Poe, she was what was referred to as a “victory kid,” one of the hundreds of millions—if not billions—of sentients who had been conceived in response to the Empire’s fall.
i feel like for my sake i should start unfollowing every single person who works on The Originals because everyone is saying their goodbyes and it’s starting to feel like psychological torture. It’s like i’m fine and then someone reminds me that the show is ending and the sets are getting torn down and in less than a month they’ll wrap filming and it makes me feel so damn sad.
So it’s Friday, March 31st. And I’m not okay. My favorite blog is closing today. And I’m just not okay. This blog is the reason for my blog being here today. This blog is the reason I woke up some mornings. Because I knew there were still 38473838 stories I have yet to read. (Seriously that girl has written over 500 stories wtf)
Those stories gave me advice and strength to keep going. I have no idea where I’d be without that blog. It literally is my life. I am in literal tears as I write this because I just won’t know what to do after today. That blog has stories that I still think of to this day.
One of my personal favorites is the one where Joe is in a coma and the reader talks to him everyday. (Please, Wake Up)
But I also loved Shoutout To My Ex, it was just so cute.
OMG HOW ABOUT T-Shirt Reveal. OMG THAT ONE WAS SO CUTE. I CANT.
Out Of Place was so bloody adorable omg. Why can’t Zoe be my best friend.
Divorced Birthday was also good. Even though I don’t have divorced parents, it was a good read.
We Stand With WAS SO FUCKING GOOD. I WAS SO HAPPY READING IT AND IT MADE ME FEEL SO GOOD ABOUT MYSELF OML.
I honestly don’t think there’s one story that I don’t like on this blog. But those are just some of my faves.
I remember when I first found the blog, I was in shock as to how the masterlist had not one BUT two parts. (Now it has three wtf)
I remember that I was determined to read them in order… then I clicked on the first one (1 Year. 12 Months. 365. Days) And I couldn’t do it. The very first story is one about how Joe died and I was like “wtf is wrong with the author”.
So then I was like “I’ll read it backwards.”
So I did. I started at Z and worked my way up. (Also those two smuts oml bless her)
And about 3-4 days (i had already finished all of her stories on the masterlist) after I found that blog, the author took a break. And I was D E V E S T A T E D. I was a literal mess. I hated Tanis for a while (not anymore tho bc ur a smol bean and ily).
Then she came back after what seemed like a lifetime and I was happy again. I was getting two stories a day from my favorite writer. Some, that were even my requests.
And then something crazy happened.
Tanis noticed me.
If you weren’t here back then, I made a post called “Announcement” and she reblogged it adding her own wise words to mine.
And let me tell you.
I absolutely D I E D.
I was freaking out. I screenshotted it and posted it saying how it was so shocked.
And then something even crazier happened.
Tanis followed me.
You thought I freaked out before? Oh my god I was a mess. I was in tears, I was flailing on my bed as I texted Olivia and Sol. I wasn’t okay.
So then everything quieted down for a bit. I continued reading her stories. And she continued to make me a happy reader.
But then she posted “We Need to Talk”
And my heart broke. I think I cried for a solid hour that day. I understood where she was coming from, but I knew that I wasn’t going to be able to handle it.
(Which is why I’m writing this)
So then I realized that I have to make the most of it. So I started not reading her stories. I saved up four or five so I would have some that I haven’t read after she was gone (she’s not dying omg why am i like this).
Anyways, that didn’t work. I read them this morning because I couldn’t NOT read my mom’s writing (lol).
So about a week ago I was just living life, scrolling through Tumblr. And then something hit me.
Tanis was ending her blog in 8 days. Once again the tears began rolling. So I sent her an ask saying how sad I was and stuff. But it didn’t help. My favorite blog was ending and I couldn’t do anything about it.
And she continued to say that she’ll still have @tizniz and @thatchermaynardimagines . And I’m not gonna lie, my first thought was “fuck that. It’s not the same”. Luckily, I now know that it’s still gonna be the same person, just not in the same setting. And that took some time to wrap my head around.
I am NOT writing this to make Tanis feel bad. That’s not what this is meant for at all.
This is meant for me to show Tanis how much she has changed my life. How much I’ve grown because of her. How much I’ll miss her.
So here it is:
I’ll miss you so fucking much Tanis. You have changed my life in too many ways to count. You made me feel loved and known. You made me cry (happy and sad tears). You gave me advice, through your stories and through the talks we’ve had. You showed me what an amazing writer looks like. You never gave up on me and you support me. You made me see a new point of view on life. You made me realize that life is so much more than I thought. And it’s worth living. You will always be my favorite imagine blog. Forever and always❤️
Basically the look on my face when I saw the Season 5 announcement (which I had to read 3 times before my brain could process it said “renewed” instead of “cancelled”) finally drop on Twitter after stalking the Upfronts hashtag for the last two days: