#charlie conway x reader

[slaymybreathaway]

Jersey (Charlie Conway x reader)

Warnings: fluff

Word Count: 833

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I woke up to Charlie's arms wrapped around my waist, our legs were entangled and my head resting against his chest. I could hear his heartbeat.

We won last night's game and my legs are aching, Coach Orion kept me on the ice the whole game. We won 6 - 2 and the whole team was going out for Pizza to celebrate. I looked at Charlie's alarm clock and it showed 10:30.

I carefully tried to untangle myself without waking up my sleeping boyfriend. I slid out from under his grip and stood up. He started to stir and I was scared that I woke him up. He turned over and settled down.

I looked through the overnight bag that I had packed to stay In Charlie's.

Denim shorts and a red tank top with a black and white flannel to go over it.

Then I thought of a better idea, I walked over to Charlie's wardobe and opened the door. His green Duck's jersey was hanging up on a hanger. I took it down, grabbed my bag and went into the bathroom to get changed.

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Charlie's P.O.V

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I woke up at 11 and immediately noticed that y/n wasn't there. Instead, there was a note on my bedside table.

My Dearest, Charlie

I'm going to Connie's before we go for food, love you

Y/n

Is it weird that just seeing her handwriting made me blush? Ok it's probably a little weird.

I got up and brushed my teeth. I decided that I would wear my green Duck's jersey because we won.

I ruffled my hair in the mirror and opened my wardrobe. My white jersey was there but not my green one. It can't be in the wash beacause I haven't worn it in like a week. I can't ask my Mom either because she has already left for work.

"Odd, where is it?" I thought but didn't think much about it and put my white jersey on with a pair of jeans.

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Your POV

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I knocked on the door of Connie's house and her Mom answered the door.

"Oh hello y/n. How are you sweetie?" she asked and let me in.

"I'm doing great, my legs are a bit sore after last night's game but that's alright. Where is Connie?" I said.

"Oh she's up in her room dear," She said and went into the kitchen.

I ran up the stairs and could hear 'About a Girl' by Nirvana being blared from Connie's room.

I knocked on the door snd she told me to come in.

When I walked in she looked at me confused and said "Why is your j- WAIT... Turn around."

I turned around and Connie started laughing. "Look at you! Soon to be Mrs. Conway," she joked.

"haha I wish. I just stole his jersey," I giggled and sat down.

"You guys are so cute I cannot deal. So how was your sleepover? Did you..." she raised an eyebrow.

I threw a pillow at her "NO! Connie, god. We just watched a movie,"

Connie laughed "Ok, ok... Sure you did,"

I stayed in Connie's for an hour or two before heading to Tommy's Pizzaria.

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Charlie's POV

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I was walking to Tommy's with Goldberg around 2 and talking about y/n.

"Dude, you never shut up about her. I understand why though, she is hot. Let's say if you... Mysteriously break up for some unknown reason. Can I have her?" Goldberg asked, which made me laugh.

"Haahha I hope you're not planning to kill me now Goldie... And It's bold of you to assume that she would want you," I winked.

"Well yanno I am irresistible," Goldberg flexed his non-existent muscles.

We walked in and the bell rang above us. I looked around for the team and saw them with 2 big tables pulled beside each other. Everyone was there except Goldberg and I.

I saw y/n sitting down, deep in conversation with Fulton. She was wearing her green jersey but It seemed a little big on her. I looked again and realised that she was acctually wearing my jersey.

It looked great on her though. Of course it was a bit big but... right yanno. It might have been that the name Conway was plastered across her back. It showed everyone that she was with me and it made me think about how good Y/n Conway sounded.

I could feel my face getting hot. Goldberg noticed what y/n was wearing beacause he nudged me.

"Nevermind, doesn't look like she'll be leaving you anytime soon," he winked and went to sit beside Julie.

Y/n looked up and her eyes lit up when she saw me,she beckoned me over to sit on the seat next to her.

I sat down and kissed her on the cheek, and whispered in her ear" So that's where my jersey went."

[siriusly1]

why do i fall for fictional characters that have dead or literally no fandom

LIKE LOOK AT THIS MAN AND TELL ME HES NO THE HOTTEST SWEETEST BOY IN THE WORLD

[beachy-writer]

||The Mighty Ducks|| Charlie Conway X Reader||What Charlie’s like as a boyfriend||

Requested by: No one :)

He is so sweet

He always takes you to go roller blading for dates in the summers and skating in the winters

He loves to study with you at the diner his mom works at

He loves to cuddle

Like he won’t let you get out of bed in the mornings

You play for the ducks and when Charlie quit the team because of Orion you were right there next to him

He was so thankful that you stayed by him

You love to do his hair

You always go out to show his mom the master piece that you’ve created

She always love them

Charlie and the boys of the team have sleepovers at Adams house and he NEVER stops talking about you

It gets to the point where they start hitting him with pillows😂

You, Connie and Julie have sleepovers too at your house

They always want to hear about you and Charlie

But you’re more interested to see what’s happening in Julies love life

They both dismiss it and say you should call the boys so you can talk to Charlie

“Oooo~ Y/nnnn let’s call Charlieeee” Connie always says in a joking tone

“Why don’t you call Guy?~” you retort

In the mornings the team meet up and have breakfast together at the diner

Charlie always sweeps you away from the group and you two end up walking in the park or by the river

The way Charlie asked you out was before the junior Goodwill finals

“Hey Y/n can I talk to you for a minute?”

“Yeah sure what’s up?”

“So um…I know I’m not playing today but if we win��will you uh…go on a date with me?”

“We’ll see;)”

Obviously you were gonna say yes either way

He got kinda confused so he asked Julie what you meant

“Of course she likes you🙄”

He did that little fist pump thing that he did in the third movie

He took you out for ice cream

He loves to listen to music with you in his room

His love languages are definitely physical touch and quality time

You two met when you were one of the added players from Team USA

“She’s not bad…” Charlie said to Connie.

“Um hey, Y/n right?” He came up to you after the practice.

“Yeah, what’s up?”

“I’m Charlie Conway, the captain” he introduced.

“Nice to meet you captain Conway”

He just smiled as Y/n walked away and joined Connie and Julie.

[judgementdaysunshine]

omg hi!! can i req charlie conway x reader where reader has always been very talkative and loud and one day charlie kinda yells at them because they’re distracting him and over the next few days they start to pull away from him because they’re worried about bothering him again?

JUST SOME HURT/COMFORT PLEASE 🙏

Absolutely! The mighty ducks are underrated!

I don't want to lose you

Pairing: Charlie Conway x reader

Description: During a normal day being yourself you pull away from your friend Charlie after he accidentally yells at you

You smile as Charlie comes in smiling at you listening to him and Adam talk before you sit next to him talking to him as he smiles more. You didn't notice the changed look on his face and the confusion from everyone else as they watched you continue happily talking as charlie puts his gear on listening until the most unexpected thing happened that took everyone especially you off guard. He threw his stick down starling everyone "GOD CAN YOU SHUT UP FOR A SECOND" making everyone stare with their eyes wide and mouths open as you stand there with tears forming in your eyes as you walk away and run to hide in the supply closet followed by Connie, Luis, and Adam after he yells at charlie "SHE CARES ABOUT YOU SO MUCH AND YOU JUST THREW HER AWAY LIKE NOTHING". Adam runs to find you crying being hugged by connie and luis tightly joining the hug as you cry until you couldn't breathe walking back out to start and finish practice not looking or talking to charlie "Hey I'm sorry I was trying not to be distracted and both of us get in trouble.." you sadly walk away after luis stares at him and connie shakes her head as he kicks a locker in frustration by what he had done to the one person he truly cared about. Every time he sees you at practice for the next three weeks he feels his soul being torn seeing you smile then it go away when you look at him until he follows you when you were walking in the hall pushing you into the supply closet locking it as you try to leave. "Let me out Charlie please" you look at him with tears in your eyes as he looks at you with guilt and sorrow "I'm sorry I feel bad for what I did and I have been trying to talk so I can apologize cause I miss you I miss the one person I actually understand and who truly understands me..I don't want to lose you" tears flow down your face as he says sorry over and over until you just hug each other tightly. The two of you leave and spend the night at his house laughing and watching movies until you both fell asleep like old times but instead of ending with a goodnight you gave him a kiss on the cheek for apologizing and he turned bright red as you giggled until you both were asleep in his bed which made his mom smile when she checked on the two of you an hour later.

[luvrlou]

Spy Deal

Pairing: Charlie Conway x fem!reader

Summary: Coach Orion has a little job for his younger sister.

Warnings: Charlie's anger issues lol

A/N: I think I'll make a part 2 for this.

Word Count: 1.9k

Coach Bombay had heard wonders about you, since he had met Ted Orion, to him you were the best marketer in the Hockey world, of course, Orion was a bit biased considering you were his younger sister. You had controlled advertisements for some of the biggest teams in the USA, even the National team. At your ripe age of sixteen you were really making a name for yourself.

"Y/N!" Your older brother called through to you, for a few years you had been living in Minneapolis with your brother, his wife and your niece, Jen.

You left your bedroom and walked down the wooded corridor to the living room, "yeah what's up?"

"I have a little research job for you, perhaps you could help me learn more about this new team I'm taking on this year," he told you, offering you a seat on the sofa across for him.

You were instantly interested, your work had been quiet ever since the local hockey team had moved on to bigger things, "yeah I would be happy to help, under one condition."

He let out a chuckle, despite being twenty-two years older than you, you always had a price when it came to a bit of help, "okay, okay, you help and I we go on a brother-sister laser tag and sweetie shop run. Just like the old days."

"Oh my god! Yes! We haven't done that since I was like nine!" You grinned, reminiscing about your ninth birthday where your parents both had meetings all day so Ted took you out.

He smiled softly before continuing, "I have a new team coming via scholarships, they like to call themselves the Ducks, they won the Junior Goodwill Games last season."

"I'll be through with whatever I find later, then it's shooting time buddy!" You chuckled, standing up.

"Whatever you say baby sister," he mocked, drawing his attention back to his television as you left the room.

You quickly ran back to your room and flung yourself into your office chair and turned on your computer, after a few minutes your home screen appeared. You hummed a little tune as you opened up the internet.

"I'm sure there will be some newspaper files about them," you spoke to yourself, finding the local Minneapolis news paper. Despite the world wide web being a new phenomenon the archives were easy to access.

You slowly grew more intrigued as stories of this so-called 'wonder team' popped up, you filtered the site to only show clippings that contained the words 'ice hockey', 'ducks' and 'Bombay', their coach and a close friend of your brothers.

More and more clippings came up, this team were incredible, you had noticed that they had 4 'star' players, Captain Charlie Conway, Adam Banks and the Bash Brother, Fulton Reed and Dean Portman. They had even beaten Iceland's team, which was coached by the Wolf, a well-respected genius in the hockey world.

• • •

Bombay felt much more at ease knowing his beloved team would be passed onto the great Ted Orion, and after learning of your work in the hockey industry, he was thrilled that the ducks could gain even more attraction.

However, the Ducks were not too fond of their new coach, he had stripped Charlie of his captaincy and had taken away the team's spirit. They were no longer the ducks, they were Eden Hall's JV team.

"They hate me it's impossible to work with!" Ted groaned as you were all sat around the dinner table, knees deep in yet another of his rants.

Jen, who always tried to see the best in a situation spoke, "who knows, they might just be scared of you?"

"Darling, I don't think so," he smiled almost sadly.

"How about this, I can come with you to practise sit at the side and see if I can get some information off of them, I'll try to see why they haven't taken a liken to you." You suggested, Ted seemed to enjoy this suggestion as he nodded slightly.

"Are you sure they would talk to you?" Your sister-and-law asked, "I mean you are the younger sister of their coach."

"Well I am the same age as most of them, they might feel like they could say something." You answer, hoping you were right.

• • •

"Gather round team," your brother called, before growing impatient, "god gave you legs for a reason, use them!"

They all grumbled while they skated over, stopping in a messy semi-circle around you and him, peculiar looks on their faces.

"You may be wondering who this is-" Orion began before getting cut off by a tall looking boy with brown hair.

"Y'all that's Y/N! That girl who made that team in Chicago mega-famous!" He shouted.

"The team can't be that famous if you don't know the name, Dwayne," another boy quipped back, this one had off-black hair and was shorter than this Dwayne character.

"Yes Dwayne, this is the Y/n and she is my younger sister, she's just here to supervise the game. She finally decided that lying in her bed all day fawning over Michael J Fox in Back to the Future wasn't being productive." He introduced you, his last comment making you shake your head and flush.

They all exchanged looks, before yet another boy, this time you recognised as Charlie Conway, spoke up, "What age is she, shouldn't she be a bit older if she's your sister?"

"I'm sixteen, our mum had him quite young," you clarified. "Okay Ted, I'm going to go sit down." The team's uproar started again after hearing that their new coach's name is Ted. You laughed, something so normal was causing quite the stir.

The practice wasn't anything interesting, just some drills and a mock game to finish. You were brought out of the trance, that you had caught yourself in when the sound of skates dragging to a halt in front of you.

It was girl who had a long plait in going down her back, "Hi, I'm Connie!"

"Y/N, it's lovely to meet you," you smiled.

She smiled back before pondering her next question, "does coach Orion always act grumpy?"

You laughed slightly, "no, don't worry, he does really want to see you all succeed but he just doesn't know how to get around it."

"Well he doesn't act like it, look!" Connie gestured to the rest of the team, who were all shooting at Goldberg as Orion barked out orders. That's when you noticed that one of the players who had played with them since the PeeWees wasn't there.

"Connie, is there not meant to be another boy, he's blonde, wears number ninety-nine?" You inquired, looking back at the girl.

She smiled slightly, "awe yeah, Banks, he plays for Varsity now." She spoke, almost proud of her ex-teammate. "Well, I better get back to practising, we need to speak again Y/N!"

You grinned, "definitely!"

the girl skated away, lapping around some of the other players, then shooting a puck past Goldberg into the net.

When practise finished Ted approached you, "so did you speak to anyone?"

"Only Connie, she's super nice, but she thinks you're dead grumpy." You answered, this made him frown slightly.

"I know this is a lot to ask, but do you think you could find Conway and try to talk to him?" He asked, a glint of pleading in his eyes.

You smiled, "yeah I'll speak to him, just because I love you so very much," you teased lightly, which caused him to gently slap the back of your head.

"You're a cheeky prick," he laughed, helping you up.

"That's what you get for having a sixteen-year-old sister when you're thirty!" You grinned back, walking off the ice with your beloved older brother.

• • •

You spotted the brunette boy in the distance walking out of Eden Hall, quickly, you jogged after him.

"Charlie!" You called out, which made him turn around.

He grimaced when he saw you fast approaching, "what do you want?"

"I just want to talk, you seemed kind of," you hummed. You tried to think of a way to make this sound like you weren't being bitchy, "agitated, earlier."

He huffed slightly, "Obviously, have you seen my coach!"

"Hey! Let's remember that's my brother!" You faked annoyance before laughing.

This made him smile, "Fine we can talk, under one condition."

"Woah there Conway, take me out for dinner then we can see where it goes!" You joked, making him flush under the blinding sun.

He shook his head sheepishly, "no! Not like that, I meant to buy me ice cream!" He scrambled out, "if you buy me ice cream, I'll talk to you about anything you want."

You pondered his requirement, "are you asking me on a date Conway?"

"It's a get-together, not a date! Don't be so silly!" He groaned.

You chuckled at his comment, "come on!" You cheered, beckoning him to follow you towards the seafront. Where an ice cream truck would roll on by tweeting out a chirpy tune at exactly ten past five every evening.

The pair of you reached the boardwalk next to the swirling sea just in time to hear the merry tune which signified it was ice cream time. Charlie immediately sped-walked over to where the truck would park and scowled at you as you slowly traipsed over.

"Okay, number ninety-six what are you for having?" You quipped looking up at the boy.

"Two scoops, chocolate orange and vanilla," he answered back after studying the array of flavours intently.

You only smiled at him before going up to the window, "a two scoop cone of chocolate orange and vanilla," you hummed, "and a rocket ice lolly for me."

"That'll be four dollars and fifty cents, doll," the woman in the truck said, handing Charlie both of the sweet treats while you reached for a five-dollar note then slid it over to her.

"Thank you!" You grinned, taking your ice lolly from Charlie.

"Since we never introduced ourselves directly to each other," you spoke before tasting your lolly. "I'm Y/N Orion, I'm sixteen and I grew up in Tampa."

Charlie gave you an odd look before reluctantly speaking, "I'm Charlie Conway, ex-captain of the Ducks and the USA team and I'm also sixteen. Oh and I'm from Minneapolis."

"Lovely to meet you, Charlie Conway!" You smiled towards him, a smile which he returned apprehensivley.

You grabbed his free hand and pulled him towards a free bench and sat down, indicating him to sit down next to you.

"So, Y/N what brings you to Eden Hall?" He asked.

"Well I don't go to school there but Ted just wondered if I could help him gain some information on the players." You explained, Charlie didn't seem to be fond of this answer.

"So you're only here right now with me for some sort of spy deal?" He accused, anger radiating off of him.

"No! Of course not, he just wanted to know how to get you guys working as a team!" You defended, hoping this answer would calm him down.

He scoffed, "well excuse me, we are a team, the ducks, it's just Orion is not a part of it!"

"Come on Charlie! He just wants whats best for you!" you pleaded.

He huffed again and silently got up and stormed away, you quickly followed him, "Charlie, he doesn't mean anything bad!"

•••

You trudged back into the Orion household, swiftly going to your room and slamming the door.

"Y/N you good?" Ted shouted over towards your room, there was a lengthy silence that followed which made him enter your room.

"Charlie hates me!"

[riddlexmattheo]

Imagine when you and Charlie broke up months ago and but recently got back together and only the team knows and during lunch when you're sitting with the girls and Rick Riley comes over still trying to shoot his shot

[whyareyouhere66]

Charlie Conway x Reader - Exile // Part 2

Charlie Conway x Gender Neutral Reader

Hurt/comfort ig?? More like (light) angst with a happy ending. 

Warnings: very slight mentions of death, unedited

Reminders: Y/n is guitar player of a band, Jasmine, Asher, Amelia, and Cameron are all part of said band.  i have no idea if I spelled Jan right, or if it’s “hans” or whatever-

Anyways enjoy! 

Part 1It was a sunny day outside, no clouds covering the bright blue sky. While most people took this day to take a nice stroll  around the park, maybe go to the movies, a nice lunch perhaps- that wasn’t the case for the Mighty Ducks.

Despite the sunny weather, it was unable to match the mood of the gloomy teens. As they, accompanied by some other people that they were only barely familiar with, were in a grave yard.

All dressed in black, formal clothing, they stood around the smooth, wooden casket teary eyed.

“Our father, art in Heaven, followed by thy name…”

The words weren’t comprehendible to the teens surrounding the flowery ceremony, all too caught up in thought to understand. Especially one of them, Charlie Conway.

He refused to let tears fall, simply staring at the casket.

As everyone else around him placed flowers onto the wooden box, he stood in his place. It was beginning to clear out, people all leaving to cry in peace. Yet Charlie simply stood there.

“Charlie sweetheart it’s time to go.” His mother said to him, attempting to pull him from his trance. “..give me a minute.” He says simply.

His mother, although hesitant, nods and leaves to wait for him in the car. He continues to stare at the casket. “…I’ve really done it now…” he says finally.

Tears leak out of his eyes, now that he was alone no one was there to notice. “I fought with Y/n…and I lost them. I fight with Jan’s..and I lose him too.”

He sits down onto the grassy ground, resting his elbows on his knees while staring ahead blankly. He exhales harshly, only crying harder as his head drops. “I really fucked it all up…” he sobs, all the emotions he’d been bottling in before spilling out.

His breath is choppy, his face red and eyes puffy. He’s mumbling out curses, all of which being directed to himself.

He sits there for seconds upon minutes, wallowing in his own self pity.

What the hell was wrong with him?

Why, why did the last things he said to Jan have to be so damn rude?! Especially when he was the only one who understood him truly, the only one who was able to knock some sense into him?

…and then it hit him

“Oh my god I’m so fucking stupid-“ he groans, eyes squeezing shut.

Jan wasn’t the only one who could do that. He has just been doing it longer.

But you, you were there for him too. Always, whenever he needed it. You were there.

And he pushed you away too.

He knew damn well he was being too harsh, constantly being reminded when he was forced to lay awake at night, dreadful, guilty thoughts filling his head.

“I’ve lost two of the people I love most in the world…what’s next, my mother? The team?”

While it started as bitter sarcasm, realization once again sunk in. “Oh my god…I must be on some sort of streak or something…”

His eyes and chest ached from crying, a lump forming in his throat.

“…what do I do?”

*****

The next day, he was surprised with a couple of things.

First being, Coach Bombay sitting at the foot of his bed when he woke up.

Second, was when Bombay dragged him outta bed, and took him to where no one should be on the weekend. School.

But, once again to his surprise..that was just what he needed.

The sad-sap talk from Bombay was enough to bring his now dehydrated eyes to tears, for what felt like the millionth time that month.

“I told him…that you were the real Minnesota Miracle Man”

“…you did?”

“I did….so be that man Charlie..be that man.”

The words rung through the young hockey players head.

Be that man…

“And I’m not just talking about on the rink.”

Charlie’s head snapped back to Bombays. “I heard what happened with y/n.”

The boy visibly grimaced at the mention of his now ex partner. “Oh..” Bombay nodded his head. “Ya really love them?” He asks, to which Charlie nods, not a doubt about it. “Then show them.”

The teary eyed boy looks at his old coach for another moment, before bringing him into a hug. “Thank you…”

After the moment ended, Bombay brought him to the basketball court. Where, despite the name of the paved area, the familiar group of hockey players were all gathered. Even Banksie was there.

The hockey game was really nice, he had his fun. Atleast he knew that he hadn’t completely fucked up his relationship with the team.

Another hour or two rolled by, and everyone was sitting on the benches panting heavily. “One more round?” Adam asks, and Fulton nods. “Eh, why not.”

As everyone took their last sips of water, Charlie instead moves to the exit. “I’ll catch up with you guys in a bit, gotta do something first. Bombay gives him a knowing look, Charlie simply nodding in confirmation.

Charlie speed walks down the sidewalk, occasionally speeding into a jog as he makes his way to your house. The sweat from hockey combined with the sweat from the journey dampens his white shirt, spreading from the hem of the neck through the chest area.

When he arrived, he anxiously knocked on your door as his breathing slowed, the rest in no movement being relieving.

Inside, you and Asher were screwing around on the drums, Cameron playing nothing in particular in the bass, mid conversation with Amelia and Jasmine when the sounds of knocking caught their attention. “I’ll get it.” You announce, hopping up from the stool behind Asher’s bright-red drum set. Sounds of the bass picked up as quickly as they calmed down, becoming distant to you as you  made your way to the front of the house.

You weren’t expecting to see the blonde(ish) boy awaiting at your doorstep anxiously. “..charlie?” You ask. “Hey, um…can we talk real quick?” He asks. You hesitantly accept, stepping into the small porch as you closed the door behind you. “Why’re you so…sweaty” you ask, referring to the damp material of his shirt. “Oh, I was down at the basketball court playing hockey..” he says, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. You make a face. “Don’t lift your arm-“ you say, and without thinking you reach out and grab the upper half of his arm and pull it down. His face flushes in embarassment. “Right-sorry.”

An awkward silence pursues, the two of you standing awkwardly on your porch.

“…um, I’m really, really sorry..” he says, finally finding the words to speak. You look up at him, but he can’t quite place if the look you gave him was good or not.

When you didn’t speak, he continued. “Things were just so stressful, and they still are but…” he paused. “I miss you.”

You open your mouth to speak, but he cuts you off. “And I know that’s what they always say, in those shitty ass romance movies but I really mean it, I was a shitty boyfriend and a shitty person-“

“Charlie-“

“And you didn’t deserve any of that, I completely took you for granted-“

“Charlie!-“

“You probably won’t forgive me, and I don’t expect you too but it’s really been bugging me and I-“

“Charlie!!” You shout over him, reaching out and grabbing him by the arms.

He freezes, nothing but his eyes moving to meet your gaze. “I forgive you.”

His eyes widen, shoulders dropping in relief. “You, you do?” He asks, almost in a disbelieving tone. You nod. “It broke my heart to have to break up with you, but I know things weren’t going good for you at all..”

He scoffs. “You could say that..”

“And I was stressed with school and stuff…i really enjoy being in a relationship, it was just the fighting I couldnt handle…”

Finally finding the old confidence, he grins at you slightly. “Sooo, no more fights then?”

“Well, obviously.” You say sarcastically. He chuckles. “Sounds great to me, then.”

Pulling you into his chest, his arms wrap around the back of your shoulders. You place your hands on his waist, smiling back at him. “Here here”

Bonus

Asher walks to the front door of the house, whining impatiently. “Jeez y/n how long does it take to grab the fucking mail-“

He stops in his tracks upon seeing you, wrapped up in Charlie’s arm while the latter kisses you sweetly. Hearing the annoyingly familiar voice of your bandmate, you’re both forced to pull away (much to your dismay)

Realization hits the raven-headed drummer, and a cheeky grin spreads on his face. “Awww, well isn’t this cute?!” He says teasingly, your face flushing in embarassment. “Guyssss, y/n and Charlie are swapping saliva over here-“

You roll your eyes and grab a pillow from the rocking chair next to you, flinging it at Asher as he yelps and moves to the side.

“Aw c’mon man you know I’m joking-“

“Go away!”

Charlie laughs at your annoyed expression, Asher fake-pouting and walking away from the two of you. At the sound of his laugh you can’t help but chuckle, resting your head in his shoulder. “Oh shut it, Conway.”

“Whatever you say, Mr/Mrs Conway.”

“Oh my god-”

[spaceagebachelormann]

MARS CAN I HAVE HCS FOR DOING UR MAKEUP WITH THE DUCKS <333333

PLSPSLOSLSLSLSÑSLSPSLSÑSLÑSJSLDLSJSKS ILYSM KSBDND

doing ur makeup with the ducks !

✧ warnings: none!

✧ characters included: charlie conway, adam banks, lester averman, fulton reed, connie moreau, guy germaine, julie gaffney, ken wu, dean portman, luis mendoza, dwayne robertson

✧ additional info: can be read as romantic or platonic! readers gender isn’t explicitly specified but is supposed to be fem

✧ m.list — nav.

ೃ༄ charlie conway

he’s. very interesting about it

he’ll mainly just sit and watch cause he doesn’t know what else to do but will ask questions

“omg what’s this” and it’s probably mascara

even though he’s a guy u would think he knows that

he’s not mean about it or anything, he actually asks a lot of questions because he’s genuinely interested

ೃ༄ adam banks

i have a hc he has an older sister so he actually knows what a lot of the bottles are

he’d let u test lipsticks on his arm <3

and if u wanted his honest opinion on how ur makeup looks he may or may not be able to give it 😭 but if he thinks it looks bad he’ll hesitate for like 5 mins before finally saying “you look a little crazy.. i’m sorry”

and he’d let u put some on him for funsies

ೃ༄ lester averman

he’d talk non stop the whole time u do ur makeup

it’s like 40% questions and 60% random nonsense

it’s entertaining though because he knows all the gossip and has fun facts that are actually terrifying

he’d wanna try to put makeup on u but u don’t let him cause he’ll fuck up 💕

and if u get up to go to the bathroom or just to get something u come back and bro looks like a clown

ೃ༄ fulton reed

despite the fact he’s very silly and chaotic and always has something to start yelling about he actually likes the peacefulness of when ur doing ur makeup

it’s like a little free period for him cause he can get hw done, sleep, just sit there and talk normally, etc

ofc cause he’s a Teenage Boy he’d probably make fun of u a little but he’s overall amazed by the process and how long a full face takes

and also would ask u to tell him whatever gossip yk and his responses are so funny

“so yk chelsea?—” “OHH THE ONE WHO GOT PREGNANT??? YEAHHH” “apparently the dad is j-“ “JAKE??? I FUCKING KNEW IT.”

ೃ༄ connie moreau

i feel like she’s one of those girls who only wears like mascara and lipgloss (not cause she’s a pick me but because she doesn’t know how to do anything else)

will ask u to do hers for her! and teach her how to do stuff like blush and eyeliner since she doesn’t know how but rlly wants to learn

and she also compliments ur makeup every 2 mins

“omgg u look gorgeous!” “connie babes i haven’t even put anything on yet” “and? <3”

ೃ༄ guy germaine

says things like “you look so pretty” or “that looks so cool? omg?” every 2 seconds

he genuinely thinks ur the greatest at doing makeup

and he also let’s u test lipsticks on his arm

i feel like he’d ask u to put eyeliner on him just cause he wants to see what it looks like on him <3

also his hands are probably really steady for some reason?? so if u have shaky hands hed help u put stuff on

ೃ༄ julie gaffney

100% curls ur lashes for u if ur also terrified of the lash curler

does hers with u even though she doesn’t rlly use concealer and foundation and skin stuff cause she washes her face every day <3

but she’d know how to use literally everything and is fucking amazing at it and can help u with whatever u want

would ask u to help her choose colours if she decides to have colourful eyeshadow

let’s u paint her nails <3

ೃ༄ ken wu

i’m ngl he probably just sits there and watches

probably uses the time to just talk about whatever

and if y’all have classes together he asks for help with hw 😭

“so what’s number 4 again??” “oh it’s 13 over 6” “ty!!”

he’d also start organizing ur makeup for funsies and brings u snacks and water if he gets bored

ೃ༄ dean portman

will look through literally all ur makeup for funsies

and also asks a shit ton of questions

would probably say “that’s so girly 😹🫵” as a joke but he’s actually rlly intrigued and likes watching u do it

hands u whatever u need but u probably have to explain it to him and he grabs it at the last second to be a bitch

“can u hand me the lash curler?” “the what” “that curvy thing that looks like a little science tool” “wtf r u talking about” “oh my god let me—“ “OHHH U MEAN THIS”

sometimes he actually has no idea wtf u mean though

ೃ༄ luis mendoza

knows what everything is cause as we all know this MAN WHORE has had like 400 gfs

would suggest different lip colours to do

will 100% rizz u up while ur putting on lip gloss or lipstick

“i like that colour, u should kiss me so we can both have it” “that wasn’t smooth at all”

he also makes jokes like the little comedian he is (compares random people to random shit)

ೃ༄ dwayne robertson

he’s like adam but more talkative

would try to guess what everything is used for and like very rarely gets it right

but when he does he gets so excited

he’d do ur hair while u do ur makeup so u don’t have to after

WOULD PLAY COUNTRY MUSIC IN THE BG.

[lunarfleur]

୨⎯ The Mighty Ducks ⎯୧

Ken Wu

Just Can’t Say It (gender neutral)

Dating Headcanons (gender neutral)

Dean Portman

Rock N Roll (gender neutral)

Fluff alphabet (gender neutral)

Waiting (gender neutral)

Horror, Kisses, and Cuddles (gender neutral)

Sweet Kisses (male reader)

Lester Averman

General Headcanons

Kiss me, you fool! (Gender neutral)

Literature and Love (gender neutral)

Charlie Conway

I don’t want to fight (gender neutral)

Fluff alphabet (gender neutral)

Dwayne Robertson

Dating headcanons (gender neutral)

Darlin’ (gender neutral)

Speechless (gender neutral)

As Long As You’ll Have me (gender neutral)

Adam Banks

Rich Boy (no pronouns used but this is x girly reader!)

Denial Is A River In Egypt (gender neutral)

Every Single Adam Banks Thought I Have (no pronouns used!)

Game Congratulations (gender neutral)

Fulton Reed

It Was All The Same (male reader)

Dating Hcs (gender neutral)

Roller Skates (male reader)

Poly! Dean Portman and Fulton Reed

Dating Hcs (gender neutral)

Don’t Touch Our Goalie (male reader!)

Headaches (male reader!)

Miscellaneous

MTBI personality types

[adam-banks2024]

someone sent in

charlie conway 🎈

for one of charlie’s surprise birthday parties, the ducks all pitched in to get one of those party rooms and a birthday cake at their local ice rink. they also accidentally got too many balloons so the room was just filled by the time they were all blown up. charlie thought this was hilarious and still considers it his favourite birthday

[elisa20beth]

oh. my. god.

im planning out my adam banks series and i’m cranking out all of the cute little details!

one of the details, they made y/n the “assistant” coach for the jv/varsity game and coach orion made her a little jacket that says assistant coach and i’m absolutely dying over here about it😫😫

like is that not the cutest thing or what??

[slaymybreathaway]

Captain T.B.D (Charlie Conway x Reader)

Warnings: just teenage hormones

Word Count: 435

Main Masterlist Mighty Ducks Masterlist

Coach Orion had just stormed out of the locker room. He just gave us a speech about 'getting higher than a C' and 'clearing out of the locker room in 15 minutes'. I could tell that my boyfriend Charlie was getting more pissed off by the second.

"Hey look, coach posted our positions," Connie said and pointed at the newly-added page to the bulletin board.

After watching an outraged Goldberg be very dramatic about being benched, Dwane pointed something out.

"It says Captain: T.B.D, who's tbd?" he asked.

"It means 'to be determined'" Julie said and the whole team turned to look at Charlie.

♡

Forty five minutes later I was lying on Charlie's bed with my Physics book. He was quiet the whole walk to his apartment. Charlie was in the shower so I was getting a headstart on my homework.

Then the shower stopped and a couple minutes later, Charlie stormed in. He has a pair of black sweatpants on, with no shirt, a towel around his neck and wet hair.

"He cant change the captain! I've been captain for four years! What's his problem anyway? He can't- y/n? Hey are you listening to me?" He asked.

I was not, in fact listening to him. Instead I was staring at his muscular stomach and fighting the urge to kiss him but let's pretend that I was listening.

I looked up at Charlie's face "uhh yeah, I'm listening. You hate Coach's guts and it's fucking outrageous that he's even considering replacing you as captain." Lucky guess?

He walked over and sat down on the edge of the bed, he threw a t-shirt on. Which, I'm not going to lie, I was a little bit disappointed about.

"It's just," he sighs "with that shitty school and the new coach not cutting us any slack, I really don't need that right now." He had his head in my lap at this point and I was playing with his hair.

"I know, I know honey. But getting mad at the coach isn't gonna help that. And hey, it said 'To be determined' and not 'any one but Charlie is getting chosen' so you might get your C back," this made him laugh.

"I love you darling," He sits up and kisses me.

"IloveyoutoobutIwouldloveyoumoreifyoutookyourshirtoff," I mumbled against his lips.

He chuckles and takes his shirt off. I press my lips to his and I passionately kissed him for a solid 5 minutes. Only pulling away to breath and make him do some homework so he doesn't get kicked off the team.

[charlieconwaysgirl]

Charlie conway

[sluggmuffin]

HAPPY (EARLY) BIRTHDAY DUDE

let’s start with a Dancing Queen, with Charlie Conway and “one leaning their head onto the other's shoulder suddenly and they just freeze” please and thanks?

I LOVE CHARLIE <333

Cold Instinct ~ Charlie Conway

Summary: You're trying to talk with Charlie but his mind seems to be elsewhere

Contains: light cursing, x gn!reader, "pretty" is used

A/N: Charlie my baby boy 😍😍

"one leaning their head onto the other's shoulder suddenly and they just freeze"

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"Fucken hate that new coach" Y/n huffs, plopping down on the bench next to Charlie.

"Coach Orion? How come? I think he's alright." He responds trying to reason with them.

"I dunno I just feel like he's not focusing on what we can already do. Like he's trying to make us learn new stuff even though our old tactics have been working well."

"That's true, I think defense is way harder and more boring than offense, I mean-" Charlie starts, but stops as soon as he feels the weight of Y/n's head on his shoulder.

He glances down, his eyes landing on their face. Peaceful. That was the one word he would use to describe Y/n right now. Eyes shut, thinking about who knows what. He thought you were pretty. Really pretty. The air was so cold yet he could feel his face heating up.

"Charlie?" Y/n asks, eyes still closed.

He breaks out of his trance hearing them call his name.

"Whats wrong?" "You didn't finish your sentence, I wanted to hear what you had to say" they respond, nuzzling deeper into Charlie's neck.

"Oh yeah," he said, and he instinctively wrapped his arm around their shoulder, while continuing to explain his thoughts on their new coach.

[judgementdaysunshine]

Charlie Conway Masterlist

I don't want to lose you

[kailysander]

Do you have any thoughts about what some of the GH characters sound like?

THIS is always a super difficult question for me to answer since I’m more aware of the characters phonetic habits than their actual voices. I’ll try my best (and also to explain what exactly stands out) but take these with a grain of salt since they don’t really account for tone!

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Lorne: Denial You Win Again- The Buttertones

Lorne’s voice tends to be a little on the “darker” end, slightly throaty. His words often feel like they are being pulled from him with a bit of reluctance, and syllables sometimes seem stacked together rather than flowing together as a single word. This “reluctant” pattern often causes him to lean into his “R”s, which can sometimes come off like a mild snarl (this is more apparent in standard "R"s vs rolled).

Lorne, later in the story: The Pact -- Villagers

This one has a lot less context to comic readers, but his voice becomes a lot softer and whisper-toned after um. Some years of mutism. Retains phonetic patterns otherwise. 

Vasariah: To My Enemies— Saint Motel + Wraith Pinned to the Mist and Other Games— Of Montreal

Vasariah is a strange case because he tends to pick up the speech patterns of whoever he is talking to at the moment. Tone wise, I think he sounds relatively androgynous, with a slightly masculine lean (though could easily be conceived as a deeply voiced woman.)

He tends to speak with a tongue-in-cheek attitude, which I think is fairly captured in the Saint Motel song. 

However, his phonetic patterns are quite variable. I think he talks as if there is a small ball of air at the roof of his mouth, and occasionally slip and speak in other peoples voices/multiple voices at once, the mood of which is captured more in the Of Montreal song, particularly the way "Antartica" is vocalized.

He tends to also use the English marginal segment "X" in place of hard Cs/Ks (like in Loch Ness).

Buer: I Should Not Be Seeing You — Connie Conway

Literally. Connie Conway with a thick Italian accent. His voice is fairly refined, and has the guttural qualities you would expect of a lion-man.

Kazimir: Hey Me —Tremantis

Czech accent. He’s just a guy; there’s a direct/confrontational nature to his voice and it is is often very monotone. This "claim" is on the looser end.

Erlea: Fly in My Room — Kerrin Connolly

I’m gonna be honest I don’t really know how to describe this type of voice. Deeper but recognizably feminine, with slightly raspy tones. She doesn’t have a very wide vocal range, and her she sometimes speaks very quickly so all of her words string together into one (happens more often when she is joking or saying an aside).

Azrael: I’m so sorry he sounds like Shigure Sohma from Fruits Basket. 

Tonally speaking, probably a bit deeper. His voice has a sing-song quality to it, often standing in juxtaposition to (and therefore amplifying) threatening or otherwise cruel statements. It is also quite friendly, for the periods in time in which he is also a friendly and comforting presence. 

He also tends to talk like a guy who is hm... Very assured in his own attractiveness. I could link out to some Italian chefs that talk this way but I wont bother you with them LOL

No accent-- As a general cosmopolitan his accent is adjusted to whatever language he is speaking, whatever the local dialect may be.

Charlie: Karen, You’re an Angel — Sleeping in the Aviary

This “voice claim” is pretty loose, kind of based on vibes alone. New Jersey accent with the general vocal patterns of someone who died in the 1940s. Mid-toned voice.

Satan: Inconceivable to try to find a claim, sorry! His voice is deep, but retains a feminine quality phonetically. It harkens back to an older time, as if certain parts of his construction of language have not developed linearly with the evolution of language (globally). Often has a mild echo to it.  

I can offer you La Ciruela by Nico Play, but it is really just that feeling this song evokes in me is similar to what I would imagine Satan's voice evoking.

Fidelia: Stone Wall Stone Fence — Gregory and the Hawk

This is probably the only genuine voice claim here. This is what I think her singing voice would sound like.  She has a young, higher toned voice.

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This was fun! Let me know if there's anyone I didn't mention that you're curious about (OR if you have any voice claim headcanons that would also be super cool to hear!!)