#soph's blurbs

[lavenderslace]

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE RICK GRIMES X PREGNANT WIFE

🪽he can’t immediately find you when he walks through the door. he tries not to panic right away, it’s alexandria—you couldn’t have gone far. you are safe here.

he checks each room in the home as his hand settles over at the gun on his hip. he’s trying to keep his breathing from becoming unsettling. he’s still not use to the calmness in these walls. he’s still always a little on edge.

he cannot find you or his daughter.

he’s getting a little sick until he hears the small, happy squeal of judith. he hurries to the back doors and sees you two through the glass. there’s a patch of cement in the backyard you both sit on with colorful chalk pieces in your hands.

rick sucks in a huge breath of air before he makes himself known. the glass door slides open.

“m’daddy!” judith giggles as she rushes up from her place on the ground. she’s still a little unsteady on her feet as she goes. her voice still a little baby-like and not too understandable yet. rick scoops her up quicker than light, places a kiss on her head.

you haven’t looked at him, but he can see the smile you wear as you draw.

“what are we drawin’?” rick mumbles as he moves towards you. he squats down at your side. your back is hunched over a bit, his free hand instantly finding your back. he rubs gentle circles into your clothed skin. you hum, “sunflowers. judith on the other hand, not too sure.”

rick snickers. “you feelin’ okay? s’hot out today, baby. your back not uncomfortable like this?”

your eyes finally flicker to his face, your smile still lingers. “i’m not that far along, it’s only been a couple months. i’m not breakable yet, rick.”

he smiles, regardless of what you’ve said. “let’s get you two inside, yeah?” you roll your eyes fondly. you’re almost four months, bump not even that noticeable. but rick is rick, and you love him.

he’s got judith laid out in her crib with a few toys by the kitchen, so he can still see her. he slides a glass of water towards you as you settle on a island bar stool. carl should be back soon, too.

you wince a little as you sip at the water. your lower back does hurt a little.

rick hears the wince like a warning sign in his head. his eyes snap from his daughter to you. “what is it?” he mumbles as he makes his way around the counter for you. you hum as he presses a kiss into your temple. “i’m okay.”

rick hums into your skin, “yeah, okay.”

you smile and pinch at his waist. he lets out a soft laugh and spins you so you face him. he stands between your legs instantly, his hands cupping your face. he squeezes at your cheeks a little, “back hurtin’, huh?”

you bat your lashes, faux innocence. “no idea what you’re talking about.”

he laughs and gently presses his lips to yours. you hold onto him for a moment longer, your hands wrapped around his wrists. he kisses you with purpose. “let’s get you on the couch, yeah?”

you just hum as he helps you slide down from the stool. he presses another kiss into your cheek, as he smiles down at your small bump. he can’t wait for this baby.

[lovegalor333]

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woman crush wednesday pt 2 (previous part)

summary: you and paige finally go on the long awaited date

content warnings: none!

It had been three weeks since your first phone call with Paige and since then, it has become a nightly occurrence. Talking and giggling into the early hours until sleep eventually takes over. You have fallen asleep on FaceTime a few times too, waking in the morning to Paige silently getting ready for her day.

You both had busy schedules but they had finally aligned and Paige was coming into the city to see you for the first time. Even though you felt like you knew Paige decently well after hours of calls, you were still nervous. Meeting someone for the first time spiked your fight or flight. What if you wasn’t how Paige had imagined you? What if seeing you in real life made her feel differently?

You settled your nerves with a small glass of wine as you got yourself ready. It was a crisp autumnal evening in New York City and you both had decided on getting a coffee from your favourite place and walking around Central Park would be perfect for your first date.

You and Paige were similar in the sense, you were both really simple girls. You enjoyed being home and didn’t care for the lavish things in life. You were looking forward to just spending time with Paige, talking to her and being able to look in her eyes as she stood in front of you, rather than through a screen.

Paige was getting to your apartment at 5PM and it was almost that time so you applied a final layer of lip balm, a few spritz of your favourite perfume and readied yourself to leave.

Your phone vibrated in your pocket, Paige was here.

Your stomach fluttered as you rode the elevator down, you took in a few deep breaths and checked your reflection in the mirror. You had kept your outfit simple and makeup to a minimum. Paige was used to seeing you on stage or red carpets, you wanted her to see the real you today.

The elevator opened and there she was, in all her glory. She looked even better in person if that was possible, she looked like a goddess through the FaceTime camera but the way her eyes shone and skin glistened while she was just metres away from you had you lost for words. Her hair was down and straight, tucked behind her ears and she was wearing khaki pants with matching trainers and a pink and brown shirt. Why were you already imagining yourself wearing it? It would hang on your body oversized and it would probably smell like her.

“Hello Y/N.” Paige breaks your daydream, a smile spreading on her face as you walk towards her.

“Hi Paige.” You say shyly and she opens her arms for a hug and you step into it so naturally any nerves you had vanish within seconds.

“You look gorgeous.” She complements as you pull apart and you feel your cheeks heat up even though she’s said that every time you’ve been on video call even when your half asleep with messy hair and in your pyjamas.

“Thank you. You look great. I’m not used to seeing you wear a shirt.” You joke as most of the time, Paige calls you post practice and she’s almost always in her sports bra.

“I can take this off but let’s get that coffee first.” She says cheekily and her hand falls to the small of your back as she leads you out of the apartment building.

You and Paige argue over who’s paying for your drinks as the barista watches you both grapple to reach the card reader.

“It was my suggestion. Let me pay.” You state.

“I’m taking you on a date. Let me pay.” Paige quips back.

“But you traveled into the city. Let me.”

“Y/N put the damn card away. I’m paying.” Her voice is assertive and dominant and her arm stretches over you to tap her card.

“Thank you.” You say as you collect the drink, “You’re welcome but never do that again. As long as you’re with me, everythings on me.”

“Paige-“

“No arguememts, gorgeous.”

Yes ma’am.

The walk to Central Park is quick and filled with lighthearted chatter, between you and Paige. She reaches out to touch you multiple times. Her hand grazing your cheek to move a piece of hair, a protective arm around your waist as you cross the road and each time you felt your skin tingle and then a sense of longing once the moment was over.

“I’m glad you’re here.” You say as you find a secluded bench to sit on together. You sit so close, your legs are touching and Paige places a hand on your thigh, “I am too. Sorry it told so long for me to figure out.”

“It’s OK, I know you’re busy. I am too. But what do they say? Distance makes the heart grow fonder and all that.” The last bit comes out of your mouth without you realising.

“Your heart is fond of me?” Paige asks, the corners of her mouth curving up slightly and you feel a blush creeping onto your face.

“I didn’t- I don’t-“ You stutter out, unsure of how it would make Paige feel.

“No. Don’t backtrack. My heart is fond of you too. I wouldn’t spend every night speaking to you or I wouldn’t have drove three hours here if it wasn’t.”

“Really?” You ask, averting your gaze because it felt weird hearing that from someone. You weren’t a relationship girl, in fact you’d only ever been in one relationship and it was so far from perfect, you didn’t think people like Paige existed.

“Yes really, gorgeous.” Paige confirms, lifting your chin so you’re looking at her again.

“I thought maybe I was being too full on. I know people don’t like that.” You say, now looking into her eyes. Her blue, blue eyes.

“I’m not people. I’m Paige and you could never be too full on with me.”

“In that case…my heart is definitely fond of you.” You admit, now mirroring Paiges soft smile.

The air is charged as you sit looking into each others eyes, Paiges hand still firmly rested on your thigh. She glances down and your lips and you glance down at hers. Her tongue pokes out to run across them and your breathing hitches at the way they look, so plump and wet, slightly apart and you begin to lean in as she does the same.

Paiges hand leaves your thigh and finds your neck as your lips meet in a needy but gentle kiss. She pushes into it, her tongue slipping into your mouth and you moan at the sensation. You’ve thought about this moment, dreamed about it so many times but nothing could have prepared you for how it felt. Her fingers tangling into the back of your hair, her soft skin under your fingertips, her scent the only thing you can smell.

You’re both left red cheeked and slightly breathless and you can’t help but giggle at each other and as you do, the heavens open and rain begins to pour. You gasp at the feeling of water already seeping through your clothes and wetting your skin.

“Typical.” Paige laughs and she grabs your hand pulling you up from the bench and you both start running.

“Where are we going?” You ask trying your best to match Paiges strides.

The rain was heavy, already dripping down your face, blurring your vision and you kept a tight grip on Paiges hand hoping that she would lead the way.

“To find shelter…so I can kiss you again.” Paige breathes out and she looks to you, her hair so wet, it looks a few shades darker.

“We’re already drenched.” You say, her shirt is stuck to her skin, outlining her muscular physique and you can feel rain leaking into your shoes with every step you take.

Paige stops running but you can’t stop fast enough so you bump into her and she grabs your waist, balancing you, “You’re right. We are drenched so we might as well stay right here.” She says and she crashes her lips to yours again. It’s hungrier this time, her hand is firm on your waist as the rain batters down on you both, you grip onto her shirt, pulling her closer, wanting more, needing more.

You don’t care that you’re in the middle of Central Park, in the pouring rain. You care that you’re with Paige, finally and it’s better than you ever expected.

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a/n: hi i actually hate this 😖 i didn’t write for a few days while i was moving house and i feel like i’ve forgotten how to…

[quintinh43]

I love your writing so much oh my god. I fully believe that the time around the campfire was not the only time Quinn accidentally, actually started to propose. It would be anything, how pretty you look sitting at the table in the morning, you helping with dishes. Jack would have an airhorn in his Amazon cart so that he can just use it instead of having to think up better distractions.

Thank you so much 🥹🫶🏼

Y'all telling me that you actually like my writing means more than I can put into words.

But yeah, you are 100% right. After he picked up the ring, it was complete chaos. At least once a day, Quinn would be like "fuck it i love her so much, I can't wait." And he'd be down on one knee, and Jack and luke would look absolutely horrified and immediately spring into action.

Tackling him to the floor, throwing a glass of water in his face, yanking his leg out from under him, jabbing him with their cue stick, literally anything they could think of. Because Quinn was a perfectionist and a romantic. He would've never forgiven himself if he proposed while the atmosphere wasn't perfect, and both Jack and Luke knew that.

One time, Jack and Luke weren't home, and you and Quinn were chilling on the beach, having a little picnic. You swiped ice cream off of Quinns lip and licked it off your thumb without a thought, and then Quinn was kneeling, and by the grace of whatever higher power there was, Ellen happened to be walking by. The situation was unfolding in slow motion, and Ellen was panicking a little. She did the only thing she could think of, and pushed Quinn into the water.

You had laughed your ass off because one minute you and Quinn were chilling and eating ice cream, and the next Ellen was sprinting in the sand and pushing Quinn into the lake. As you were laughing, she took her opportunity to push you in the lake as well, much to your surprise. She then ran away, cackling, while you and Quinn sat in the shallow water ice cream-less.

After the boat incident, Jack made the executive decision that he would be keeping the ring until the date Quinn actually planned to propose rolled around. Unfortunately, that didn't stop Quinn from kneeling and starting to ask the question.

Jack bought an Airhorn. Actually, he bought five or six. He kept one for himself, gave one to Luke, and left a few around the lakehouse. One om the boat, one in the pool room etc. That way, even if the two of them weren't around, someone could intervene if need be.

At first you questioned what the fuck was going on, and why someone was always blaring an airhorn at Quinn. Eventually, you brushed it off as little siblings being little siblings.

That time around the campfire, somehow both Luke and Jack had forgotten their trusty airhorns, and suddenly Luke was tackling Quinn the the ground, and Jack was screaming about a bee. To this day, everyone who was around the campfire still tries to gaslight you about the bee.

Until Jack revealed the whole story in his best man speech. You laughed your ass off while Quinn's cheeks grew flushed, and he smiled sheepishly.

[harry-hollands]

who does it better?

alex turcotte x f!hockey player smau

for all my alex turcotte lovers 🫶🏼: @hischierhaze @babydollmarauders

*PICTURES FOUND ON PINTEREST AND INSTAGRAM*

authors notes: reader is born in 2003 (2 years younger than alex, same year as luke hughes), takes place in 2025

*the girls in the pictures are not a depiction of you; they are merely placeholders bc my goal is to have you imagine yourself 🫶🏼*

WARNINGS: hate on an unspecified national team (you can imagine whatever country that team is from except team canada LOL), team canada (both men and women) wins bronze, soft and hard launches, language, relationships

part 2 (can be read as a standalone)

yourusername

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yourusername: off to a strong start 🫡

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mattboldy: why?

yourusername: @/mattboldy why what?

mattboldy: @/yourusername the last pic???

yourusername: @/mattboldy i’m a die hard kings fan and kevin fiala is my spirit animal

mattboldy: @/yourusername you need therapy

yourusername: @/mattboldy im my own therapist 🫶🏼

badgerwhockey: our favorite goalie

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yourbsf: my teletubby !!! (affectionate) 🥹🫶🏼

yourusername: @/yourbsf my walking shin destroyer (derogatory)🥹🫶🏼

fan1: aint no way yn was referred to as a teletubby 😭

fan2: @/fan1 they’re so unserious i love them

fan15: kings fan confirmed??

yourusername: @/fan15 this is old news, why do you think my number is 32?

edwards.73: i stand by my statement that you’d look better in maize and blue

yourusername: @/edwards.73 you’re biased. and wrong. definitely wrong.

edwards.73: @/yourusername but you’d see me more often !

yourusername: @/edwards.73 all the more reason to stay! hope this helps 🫶🏼

markestapa: @/edwards.73 HAH

lhughes_06: eddy is wrong. red is definitely your color

yourusername: @/lhughes_06 you’re just biased because you wear red.

lhughes_06: @/yourusername no comment

yourusername: @/lhughes_06 i also distinctly remember you calling me every night practically begging me to transfer because and i quote, “wisco doesn’t need you, we do!”

lhughes_06: @/yourusername nuh uh!

yourusername: @/lhughes_06 you’re a fucking child

dylanduke25: goalie, noun; In ice hockey, the goaltender is the player responsible for preventing the hockey puck from entering their team's net, thus preventing the opposing team from scoring. The goaltender mostly plays in or near the area in front of the net called the goal crease.

yourusername: @/dylanduke25 pest, noun; an annoying person or thing; a nuisance. (affectionate)

dylanduke25: @/yourusername ☹️

yourusername: @/dylanduke25 AFFECTIONATE ITS AFFECTIONATE PLEASE DONT CRY

dylanduke25: @/yourusername 🤭

yourusername: @/dylanduke25 bitch. (AFFECTIONATE)

trevorzegras: red is definitely your color, just the wrong school

yourusername: @/trevorzegras oh im sorry i thought a college dropout said something to me

trevorzegras: @/_alexturcotte @/yourusername are all of you wisco students mean or just you two?

_alexturcotte: @/trevorzegras @/yourusername we’re nice! just not to you!

yourusername: @/trevorzegras @/_alexturcotte hope this helps college dropout 🫶🏼

trevorzegras: @/yourusername @/_alexturcotte ALEX IS A COLLEGE DROPOUT! WE SPENT THE SAME AMOUNT OF TIME IN COLLEGE

yourusername: @/trevorzegras @/_alexturcotte and i like him better than you

trevorzegras: @/yourusername 🤨

_alexturcotte: hey we have a lot in common i think we’d get along great!

colecaufield: @/_alexturcotte stop the madness

yourusername: @/colecaufield @/_alexturcotte nono let the man speak!

_alexturcotte: @/colecaufield @/yourusername yeah let the man speak!

colecaufield: @/yourusername @/_alexturcotte 🤠

_alexturcotte: @/yourusername well, we both attended wisco, you’re a kings fan, which hey what a coincidence, im a kings player, and i know kevin fiala and can introduce you two!

yourusername: @/_alexturcotte interesting points, i’ll get back to you in a few business days

yourusername

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yourusername: national champs and b1g 10 champs baby ! im so unbelievably proud of these girls and everything we’ve accomplished. not only are we back to back b1g 10 champs but we played our hearts out and got the national title too!

thank you wisco for being my home for four years, and thank you to this team who’ve made me the player and person i’ve always strived to be.

to the gophers, you played an outstanding game and im proud of the hard fought game you guys gave me.

next time i see you girls, we’ll be competing for worlds and some of us will be separated but that doesn’t mean it’s the end. LA and worlds, here i come 🫶🏼

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yourbsf: i cant believe you’re graduating 😭

yourusername: @/yourbsf i cant either 🥺

yourbsf: @/yourusername i also can’t believe *they* convinced you to move back to california 🤨

yourusername: @/yourbsf what can i say? the offer was enticing 🫡

fan32: i’m violently ill. i can’t believe it’s been 4 years already, and she’s leaving 😭

fan15: AHHHH CONGRATULATIONS!!!

_alexturcotte: im so unbelievably proud of you and everything you’ve accomplished. glad to see that my negotiation skills payed off :)

yourusername: @/_alexturcotte it was an easy decision, i get my favorite canadians as roommates! best deal ever! @/jordanjs224 @/francesco.pinelli71 @/quintonbyfield @/brandtclarke55

yourusername: @/_alexturcotte but also, thank yous 🥹🫶🏼

_alexturcotte: @/yourusername i should’ve seen that one coming. but also, you’re welcome <3

jordanjs224: @/yourusername @/_alexturcotte ROOMIES

francesco.pinelli71: @/yourusername @/_alexturcotte ROOMIES

quintonbyfield: @/yourusername @/_alexturcotte ROOMIES

brandtclarke55: @/yourusername @/_alexturcotte ROOMIES

colecaufield: CONGRATULATIONS! BADGER NATION UNITE! THAT’S MY FAVORITE GOALIE RIGHT THERE! 🫶🏼

slknight35: @/colecaufield excuse me? 🤨

colecaufield: @/sknight35 uhh…gotta run!

yourusername: @/colecaufield THANK YOU! THAT’S MY FAVORITE FUNSIZED FORWARD <33

slknight35: @/yourusername @/colecaufield HAH! you’re my new favorite person

colecaufield: @/yourusername @/slknight35 i don’t like this 🤠

yourusername: @/colecaufield tough shit cockfield

badgerwhockey: unbelievably proud of you! thank you for four amazing years and helping us get back to back b1g 10 champs and back to back national titles. we’ll miss you endlessly ❤️

yourusername: @/badgerwhockey admin 🥹🫶🏼

lhughes_06: THAT’S MY BEST FRIEND!!

markestapa: @/lhughes_06 *OUR

edwards.73: @/lhughes_06 @/markestapa ^^

dylanduke25: @/lhughes_06 @/markestapa ^^

luca.fantilli: @/lhughes_06 @/markestapa ^^

adamfantilli: @/lhughes_06 @/markestapa ^^

yourusername: @/lhughes_06 @/markestapa i think im crying harder then i have ever cried in my life 🥹

erikportillo: 🤩

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trevorzegras: 🫡

yourusername: @/trevorzegras a man of many words, the enemy of silence people

jackhughes: you’re way out of his league

fan38: @/jackhughes jack??? what do you mean???

_quinnhughes: @/jackhughes the only thing we can agree on

_alexturcotte: @/jackhughes @/_quinnhughes to be fair i don’t think anyone is on her level.

fan39: @/_alexturcotte ALEX???

yourusername: @/jackhughes no im just out of your league

_quinnhughes: @/yourusername welcome to the family you’re my new favorite hughes!

lhughes_06: @/_quinnhughes @/yourusername i would be offended but honestly? real. she’s already mom’s favorite. she said that her and dad were booking flights to watch her at worlds

kevinfiala22: congrats 🎉❤️

yourusername: @/kevinfiala22 oh.

_alexturcotte

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_alexturcotte: two teams, two world titles, two gold medals, one nation, and my girl

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fan32: the way alex included the women’s team too 😭

fan15: did not see alex soft launching his relationship on my bingo card for this year

trevorzegras: mr. game winner

_alexturcotte: @/trevorzegras mr. tournament point leader

jackhughes: @/trevorzegras @/_alexturcotte i’m mr. goal leader

_alexturcotte: @/jackhughes this ain’t about you

jackhughes: @/_alexturcotte BETRAYAL. BETRAYAL EVERYWHERE.

_alexturcotte: @/jackhughes i still love you babe 🫶🏼

usahockey: history. made.

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fan38: highlight of the men’s tournament is when the announcers practically had an aneurysm with jack, quinn, and luke on the ice 😭

fan39: @/fan38 my highlight was watching the guys get excited watching the gold medal game for the women. luke and alex (and a good chunk of the canadian men) looked like children in a candy shop watching yn make saves

colecaufield: WOAH WOAH WOAH (first proud of us) WHO THE FUCK?

yourusername: @/colecaufield language cockfield!

colecaufield: @/yourusername sorry i mean WHOMST THE FUCK?

yourusername: @/colecaufield yeah, okay.

_alexturcotte: @/colecaufield proud of us too!

colecaufield: @/_alexturcotte NO NO NO WHO IS THAT IN THE LAST PICTURE ???

_alexturcotte: @/colecaufield yes.

yourusername: we did that <3

_alexturcotte: @/yourusername we did, and im proud of us beyond comprehension <3

francesco.pinelli71: @/yourusername @/_alexturcotte whats going on here ? 🤨

quintonbyfield: @/francesco.pinelli71 @/_alexturcotte @/yourusername young love 🥺

francesco.pinelli71: @/quintonbyfield that’s crazy 💀

brandtclarke55: thank god you you both kicked *their* asses

jordanjs224: @/brandtclarke55 me and my homies hate *them*

yourusername: @/brandtclarke55 @/jordanjs224 i aim to please 🫡

lakings: 🥇 👑 🏒 🥅

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fan5: history was made for both team canada and team usa. both men and women for canada won bronze while both men and women for the united states won gold. im going to sob oh my god 😭

fan32: @/fan5 i’ve been crying since the conclusion of the men’s tournaments 🥹

usahockey

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usahockey: In honor of our men and women making history by both winning gold at the World Championships this past weekend, we highlight two players of the tournament, goaltender Y/N Y/LN, and center Alex Turcotte. The two of them both attended the University of Wisconsin and played for their respective hockey teams.

Y/N Y/LN spent four years with the Wisconsin Badgers and helped lead the women’s team to 3 consecutive B1G 10 Championship Titles (2023, 2024, and 2025), and 3 consecutive NCAA Championship Titles (2023, 2024, and 2025).

In the tournament, Y/LN had a .937 save percentage, and a 1.42 GAA, which propelled the U.S to a gold medal and a world title.

Alex Turcotte only spent one year with the Wisconsin Badgers and had 9 goals and 17 assists for 26 points in 29 games played.

Turcotte turned pro in 2020, and unfortunately dealt with a few setbacks with illness and injury before having a breakout year in the 2023-2024 NHL season. He is now a core member of the LA Kings alongside roommates, Francesco Pinelli, Quinton Byfield, Jordan Spence, and Brandt Clarke, all of whom also participated in the World Championships and won the Bronze medal for Team Canada.

Now comes the debate we all have been waiting for:

Who did it better? Y/N Y/LN or Alex Turcotte? Let us know down below.

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fan32: Y/N is the only correct answer. if you think anything else, that’s your opinion, but your opinion is wrong

fan15: im a huge turcs lover but Y/N absolutely did it better. she could literally wear a trash bag and she’d still look like a bombshell.

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fan15: TURCS???

yourbsf: Y/N 100%. she’s my wife and this is my biased opinion coming from a 100% certified turcs hater.

yourusername: @/yourbsf i love you 😭🫶🏼

trevorzegras: Y/N. it’s not even a competition. HAVE YOU SEEN HER???

_quinnhughes: @/trevorzegras the only time i’ll ever agree with you

jamie.drysdale: @/_quinnhughes real.

trevorzegras: @/_quinnhughes i expected this from you. but @/jamie.drysdale FUCKING OFFENDED???

colecaufield: as much as i love alex it’s Y/N 100% 😭

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lhughes_06: Y/N. no fucking competition.

edwards.73: @/lhughes_06 on behalf of everyone i think we can all agree that it’s Y/N no debate.

markestapa: @/lhughes_06 @/edwards.73 FR

yourusername: @/markestapa @/edwards.73 @/lhughes_06 my favorite and forever hype men 🥹

jackhughes: alex, buddy, you’re a stud, but i’d be fucking lying if i said that you do it better

yourusername:@/jackhughes ew you’re making me feel emotions 🥹

_alexturcotte: @/jackhughes @/yourusername please ignore her she does in fact feel emotions like a normal person

jackhughes: @/yourusername good. ❤️

francesco.pinelli71: on behalf of the roommates (oh my god and we were roommates) at our household meeting, we all came to the unanimous conclusion that my best friend, Y/N, does in fact, do it better.

quintonbyfield: @/francesco.pinelli71 as a witness to this household meeting, i can in fact, attest to this statement

jordanjs224: @/francesco.pinelli71 even if alex is my boyfriend, i, in good conscience, cannot state that alex did it better. Y/N does and continues to do it better.

brandtclarke55: @/francesco.pinelli71 no one can do it better than Y/N

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“i carry your heart with me (i carry it in my heart)

i am never without it

(anywhere i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done

by only me is your doing, my darling)” - E.E Cummings

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“You’re where I stand, hearing the sea, crazy for the shore,

seeing the moon ache and fret for the earth.

When morning comes,

the sun, ardent, covers the trees in gold,

you walk towards me,

out of the season, out of the light love reasons.”

- Carol Ann Duffy

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yourusername: my beautiful boy, thank you for taking a chance on me, and loving me for a little over a year. i know starting a relationship long-distance isn’t ever ideal, but we made it work and because of it we grew stronger. you are my present, and my future, and i can’t wait to see where life takes us, hopefully, together, side by side. i love you to the moon and to saturn <33

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a/n: thank you so much for reading !! feedback and reblogs are always appreciated! all my love !!!

-soph <33

[chrattho1]

fluff request for maybeee a Chris and a reader where she's out the town for the girls trips woth her girlfriends for a few days and Chris just can't help but miss her soooo much but don't wanna annoy her too, because he knows she deserves that rest so when she gets back he's all over her clinging and stuff ??(you can think of the end actually LMAOOO😭)

chris sturniolo blurb

chris’s feet tap the cold concrete beneath him as he leaned against his car waiting for you, in front of the airport.

it had been six whole days since he’d seen your face, yes he saw pictures that you posted and sent him, yes he also called you every night, and yes he did text you all day long for those six days.

but nothing compared to being right beside you, or having you in his arms, sniffing your hair, kissing your lips, and looking at your expressions as you talked. nothing will ever compare.

he takes a deep breath, checking his phone to see the time again. his hands fly to his hat shifting it backwards with instinct as he grows impatient by the second.

his eyes fixated on the pathway that leads outside the airport, hoping you’d magically appear and start walking towards him any second now.

its not until 5 more minutes when he notices a figure walking towards his car, he squints.

its you. it is you.

chris lets out a breath he didn’t realise he was holding in, removing his hands from his pockets and sprints in your direction. his smile reaching his eyes, his underbite on full display.

you stop your stride noticing him sprinting at you, immediately dropping your bags on the ground knowing he’ll engulf you in a crushing hug any second now.

chris pulls you in with all his force, your body jolting into his.

his eyes shut as he feels your body pressed against his, his chin sitting in the crook of your neck as he takes your scent in.

“fuck i missed you” he inhales sharply as soon the words come out.

you hum at his words, hands tightly wrapped around his neck pulling him in even more.

chris pulls away slightly, his hands slide down to your hips still holding you tight.

“no seriously i thought i was going to die waiting here for you, these six days have been torture ma, every second of the day all i did was think about you, i just didn’t want to annoy you all the—” his rambling was cut off by your hands cupping his face and pulling him in so your faces were inches apart.

chris let out a content sigh against your mouth, before pressing his lips to yours.

the kiss was as tender as it can be, he could taste your chapstick and it made him smile in the kiss, he missed you so much.

when you guys finally pull off and catch a breath, your thumb tracing circles on his cheek.

“i missed you too, so much” you look at him in awe, knowing that you will never be leaving him for this long ever again.

a smirk tugs at chris’s lips, as he looks over your features carefully knowing you really mean what you said.

“y’know i always thought people who did this at airports were corny as fuck” he chuckles softly, finally pulling his palms off your hips not without giving your ass a little squeeze,and leaning down to grab your bags.

“you’re corny as fuck” you joke pulling on his arm and slinging it with yours as you both walk to the car.

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Vail Getaway - [Nico x Lexi]

Request: can we get a blurb of the hischiers going on a vacation plsss

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If Nico was being honest, he would say that he had been skeptical when his wife suggested their family break off from the Meier’s All-Star plans. For Lexi, it had nothing to do with the family of 6, or the Bahamas, and everything to do with Nico. He missed home. Plain and simple. Especially since last time they were there, Sophie had not joined them yet, and he was itching to show their sweet addition a fundamental part of who she is. 

But traveling 8 hours to Switzerland both ways for a week long trip wasn’t feasible for a young family. So Lexi suggested the next best place that the U.S. had to offer: Colorado. Specifically Vail, which looks exactly like the touristy parts of his home country. It’s like the same creators had copy and pasted Zermatt into the North American Rocky Mountains.

“I know it won’t be the same. But we can pretend together.” Lexi had said while her green eyes softened. “Think about it.” She urged, squeezing his hand then leaving him to finish putting their middle child down for bed. 

Nico didn’t need to think much longer on it. When he returned to their bedroom, he gave Lexi the green light to book it. He would handle telling Timo and Emma, both of whom were encouraging in the change in plans, clearly on Lexi’s side that this is what Nico needed.

As their private plane floats above the snow capped Rockys, Nico knows they made the right decision. He can feel his body coming down from the frantic, NHL season high. In it’s place, Nico slips firmly into who he wants to be full time- a husband and father.

"Switzerland!!!!!" Lucie yells beside him as she points out the window when they get ready to descend into the private airport below. The mountains are rigid and beautiful, thoroughly white with more fresh powder on the way tomorrow.

"No, Sweets." Nico chuckles. "Colorado." He corrects her, running his hand down her long brown hair. He turns to look at his wife, feeling himself relax further as they descend to their break destination. Another half hour drive awaits them but once they check into the expansive mountain villa, Nico releases that last hitch of stress from his body. 

"We made it." Lexi murmurs, hugging herself into his side. Sophie sits on the hip closest to Nico. The two parents look in awe at the pile of baggage that came in with them courtesy of the Four Seasons staff. "We overpacked.”

"I somehow think we under packed." Nico points out. Between them, Sophie reaches out for Nico, rubbing her face into his t-shirt. "What do you think, Soph?" He asks the baby. She puffs her cheeks out, then gives him a wet, gummy smile. Nico softens, scooping her from Lexi and bringing their faces together. Their noses touch and Sophie immediately latches onto Nico's cheeks with all her fingers. "Daddy loves Sophie soooooo much!" He proclaims then kisses her lips.

"Daddy loves Mackie!?" Mack squeaks as she slides across the wood floor. Her socks almost slide her feet out from under her, but she catches herself on Lexi's pants.

"Careful, my love." Nico murmurs, putting a hand on her head. "I do. I love you too." He leans down, puckering his lips for a quick smooch. Nico glances across the room at their oldest who stands with her hands folded and feet crossed at the ankles. An amused smile is on her lips as her brown eyes sweetly take in her dad. "And who would I be without Lucie?" He proposes the question to her. Lucie giggles, then rushes across the floor to join the rest of the family. "I love you too." Nico insists even though she didn't ask. 

"I know." She sighs into his neck then cringes when Sophie tries to suck on her nose. "Yuck, Soph." 

“Say LuLu I’m getting my teefers in!” Lexi exclaims, puckering Sophie’s cheeks together. Her mouth slants into an oval, but the dimples give away that she’s smiling. “She’ll be putting anything and everything in her mouth to gnaw on, so be warned, girls. Daddy too with that necklace.” Nico agrees with Lexi, shuffling his chain to fall under his sweater.

“Thank you.” Nico murmurs, kissing his wife.

The family begins to distribute their things across the villa. It’s massive. Nico was expecting something like what they had in their apartment building in Jersey, but this is significantly bigger. Everything is modern from the bedrooms and bathrooms to the kitchen and sitting areas. He shakes his head as he passes three different “sitting” sections on his way down to the girls’ room. Mack and Lucie will bunk together while Sophie will stay in Nico and Lexi’s room. She isn’t ready to transition to sleep without them. They don’t mind; they’re not ready for it either. 

“There are too many places to sit. I’m overwhelmed.” Nico jokes as he joins Lexi in the kitchen. He looks around, not seeing any of their children. 

“Where are the kids?” He asks when it’s too quiet throughout the villa for his liking.

“In our bed.” Nico pouts. That wasn’t the answer he wanted. “Let’s give them a half hour or so then we will gather them to get dinner.”

“Sure.” Nico says, watching as Lexi spins towards the fridge. She pulls out two Colorado beers, sliding one across the counter towards him. “Now it feels like vacation.” Nico murmurs as he swallows the first sip of the amber ale. The liquid courses through his veins, creating a blooming warmth in his stomach.

Later, after dinner and bed time for their babies, Nico nurses another one of those beers while Lexi sips on a sparkling wine drink. 

“We need more of these.” Nico declares over the crackling of the fire. It’s electric but beggars won’t be choosers. The hotel has a bonfire every night that allows for roasting marshmallows, but none of the Hischier kids were in a place to do that tonight. Their long travel day, plus the time change, had caught up with them and their blank, baggy-eyed stares at the end of dinner was a short step away from three melt downs.

“I’ll send a request tomorrow, so they can stock while we are out on the mountain.”

“I’m so excited to take the girls skiing.” Nico sighs. “We should have good conditions too with the snow coming in the morning.” Lexi shakes her head, patting his chest nicely. 

“Soph and I will think of you from the warmth of the lodge.” Nico chuckles. 

“When she is older, you will come out with us?”

“Of course.” Lexi takes his hand, putting it over her shoulders so she can snuggle into his side. Nico drops his nose into her hair, closing his eyes and inhaling her sweet scent. 

“I want time to stand still right now.” He whispers. 

“Okay. But I kind of had something else in mind.” Lexi responds. She pulls her face out of his chest, looking at him with green eyes already begging. Nico’s lips stretch into a smirk.

“Mama isn’t tired?”

“No.” Her tone is laced with desire. Nico stares at her, watching the change take over every one of her features. He grabs the can of wine from her and sets it with his on the coffee table. Then he fills his hands with something much more important.

Her. 

+ + + 

The next morning, crunchy, dry snowflakes fall down Nico’s neck, wiggling their way to his spine. He shivers as he adjusts the boots of his oldest where she is whining that they’re too tight.

“I can only adjust them so much, LuLu. They’re supposed to be tight.” Nico warns her as he fiddles with the locking straps. He clips them open one space.

“Is that better?”

“No.” Lucie sighs, looking at him like she’s disappointed. Nico shakes his head, turning back to the straps. Lucie is going to hate skiing. He can hear Timo’s voice and chuckle clearly on a mountain thousands of miles away from his brother in law. What did he know? It’s not like Timo knows Lucie as well as his own children or anything…

All Nico wanted was to bond with the girls doing an activity he fondly remembers with his family growing up. He thought she was old enough. Mack was the one who was more on the edge, but she’s handling it all like a champ. She is getting really good with her balance and pizza slices. Lucie on the other hand keeps stopping to enjoy the view. 

To appease his daughter, he clips them back one more space.

“Now?”

“Yeah, I guess.” 

Nico takes the response, knowing it he loosens them anymore, she won’t be able to lock her legs in place to maneuver her skis. 

“Are we going to go up there?” Lucie asks, pointing to the lift.

“No, baby. We are doing the fun bunny hills today, if we can.” Nico assures her. “We are aways from that stage.”

“But I want to see up there!” Lucie insists. 

“Oh.” Mack declares as she falls over. “Help?” Nico walks over to her, grabbing her hands and pulling her back up. 

“Keep your knees bent at least a bit so that you can flow with your body in your stance.” He tells her, using his gloved hands to show her. “Better! Good job!” He looks back at Lucie who stares down at her skies.

“Dad, I can’t get in those!” Lucie squeaks. Nico sighs then walks back to Lucie to help her clip back into her skis.

It only takes a few more attempts to get the lessons started before Nico knows it’s just not going to work this way. He walks the girls over to where a gathering of kids are learning and asks the instructor if the girls can join. He enthusiastically invites them both in. With Nico not in control now, the girls are attentive listeners. Nico’s eyebrows furrow together. Was he not patient enough? Did he give up too soon? It doesn’t take long for him to watch the interactions with the instructor and the girls to know that it’s because the instructor refuses to coddle the girls. Lucie whines, he encourages but doesn’t step in to help. Mack falls over, but he teaches her how to get up on her own without help. 

“It’s about survival too.” The instructor, Casey, tells Nico as the girls are puttering about on their own. “They need to know how to help themselves on the mountain incase something happens and you get separated.” Nico nods, making mental notes for things he can try with them tomorrow.

“Are you here tomorrow?” Nico asks Casey.

“Yeah! Bring ‘em back. I think before you wrap up for today, you should try to get them to go down that hill. I’ll watch and give you some tips to try if you come out again later.” He points to the left. It’s barely a slope compared to the towering mountains surrounding them.

“Okay.” Nico nods.

He gathers the girls, walking with them to the slow moving ramp that will bring them to the top of the slope. He stands there with them, encouraging them to show him what they learned. Nico watches in awe as Mack starts to putter her way down the slope.

“Mackie!!! Good job!” Nico calls down as she goes forward on her own. He looks over at Casey who gives the double thumbs up.

“I can do that too!” Lucie exclaims then follows after her younger sister.

Beneath his goggles, Nico’s eyes mist. Nostalgia tugs at his heart as he watches the girls go. They’re a tad unsteady, but they have the fundamentals going to build on. That’s all he wanted for them with this trip. Nico slowly glides down the slope, extra careful of the various kids scattered in front of him. When he reaches the girls, he gives them each a high five.

“Does anyone want to go again?”

“Yes!” They both yell. 

“Let’s go!” He encourages them back to the ramp. 

They spend the next hour, going up and down the slope seven different times. Each time, Nico watches, holding off on providing feedback until they go a few times. Then he makes slight adjustments that will have the biggest impact. Lucie needs to center her weight better and Mack is still struggling with keeping her knees bent. The last run is the best. Nico thinks maybe they should be done, but they both agree they want to go one more time. By the time the conveyor stops at the top, the wind and snow has picked up, making it more difficult to see. Nico takes the lead, going down between both the girls as slow as he can. When the girls reach the bottom, they look exhausted, worn from the unanticipated test of increasing weather.

"Ah!!!!!" Lucie squeaks out as she tips to the side. Her face goes into the snow and Nico cringes. But then she pops up with a big grin on her face. She starts to laugh, wiping the snow off her cheeks and chin. "I fell.”

"Yeah. That's gonna happen as you learn." Nico chuckles, reaching for her hands. He hauls her back up, helping her get settled on her skis again. They're tiny, barely bigger than his boot in his. 

"My feet hurt." Mack huffs where she stands perfectly balanced on her skis and poles. 

"Yeah?" Nico asks, concerned. This is their first day on the mountain and he is worried any stumbles will have Mack shying away from their next few days together. Mack is more decisive than her older sister. When she's done, she's done. "Ah..." Nico looks around, trying to see if he can spot Lexi by the lodge. "Are you done?" He finally asks Mack point blank.

“Yeah."

"Okay. Lulu, are you done?”

"Yeah." 

Nico encourages the girls to get off to the side to demonstrate how to unclip from their skis. He tries to teach them how to carry their own skis and poles, but listening ears are gone. They're distracted by the other skiers and mama’s promise of hot chocolate. Nico ends up carrying all the skis to the equipment drop off, gasping for breath despite his athletic shape. Casey wouldn’t approve, but these are Nico’s babies and they’ve made him proud today.

That's a dad of only daughters for ya, he can hear his wife giggling from where she is probably watching inside. Nico would do anything for their girls. Plain and simple. No point in arguing about how wrapped around their fingers he is. He loves it and anyone who has anything negative to say about it can kick rocks. Except his wife. She gets a forever pass on teasing him. Plus he kinda likes that about her.

Once the equipment is returned, Nico heads inside to help the girls out of their boots. Lucie is able to do it herself as she has another season under her belt than Mack does. Mack sits still and patient on the bench beside him as Nico works her straps loose. Once they're released, Mack breathes a sigh of relief then winces as more of the feeling comes back into her foot.

"Mackie, put your feet up." Nico taps his thigh. Mack folds her little legs into his lap. Nico gathers one foot into his hands, slowly working his thumbs into her little feet. He pays extra attention to the sides of her foot and around her toes. Mack watches for a bit then sighs. 

"Thanks, daddy. You take good care of me." She pats his arms as he switches feet.

"Gotta make sure you can go again tomorrow, huh?" Mack smiles politely. "You had fun?”

"Yeah." She gives a single sharp nod, leaving no room for debate. "I always have fun with you." She says more quietly. 

"Me too, baby." He takes one hand off her feet, putting the other around her shoulders to give her a hug. "I love you. Thank you for braving the snow with me and Luc.”

"You're welcome!”

"Okay. That's probably good. If they still hurt later, let me know." Mack nods, then flips her feet down to put her snow boots back on. Together, they follow after Lucie who went to sit with Lexi in the main area off to their left. 

Nico breathes in deep when he sees Lucie and Lexi. They're bent with their heads together, watching a sleeping Sophie who is burrowed into Lexi's chest. A blanket is over her back, helping to shield from the winter air coming in with the non-stop opening and closing of the doors. Lexi looks alive today - brown hair straight and pulled back into a simple ponytail. Her green eyes are wide and bright after getting a good night's sleep and a proper welcome to All-Star break from her husband. His smile turns to a smirk at the memory.  Lexi was right. A villa is better for them than a suite with all the things, babies, and activities they wanted to get done this week.

"Done already?" Lexi asks as Nico and Mack approach.

"Yeah. This one's boots were a bother." Nico pats her head. "They might be a bit big for her. We can try thicker socks tomorrow.”

"Good idea. Mackie, you're gonna go tomorrow too?" Lexi asks as she pets Lucie's staticky hat hair.

"Mhm!" 

The family gathers their things together then heads for the short walk back to the Four Seasons. Nico and Lexi hold hands while Mack and Lucie sludge through the snowy cobblestone in front of them. Hard ice pellets blow into their faces when they round the corner to the hotel. Both older girls turn their backs and moan. Mack rushes to Nico who willingly scoops her up. She hides her soft face in the collar of his jacket. 

"Almost there." He assures her. Lucie fights through the wind, then runs the last 100 feet into the hotel. Mack wants to go with, so Nico puts her down so she can follow her sister.

"Stop when you're inside!" Lexi calls out to the girls. "I guess they didn't get all their energy out." Lexi chuckles. "We might not be able to get hot chocolate right away. We are an hour earlier than I made the reservation for.”

“Two hours for their first time on skis this year isn't terrible." Nico shrugs. "But I couldn't get them to go longer. Mack had that look on her face." Nico motions with his hand, pinching it together in a closed off way. 

"I'm sorry... I think that was my fault." Lexi confesses, pressing her lips to his bicep while holding a hand on Sophie's head. Her green eyes meet his, sparkling with joy at having everyone together. 

"What did you do?”

"I promised Mack hot chocolate if she would go with you two. She didn't want to this morning and I knew you would be bummed.”

"Kinda wish you wouldn't have told me that." Nico chuckles, wrapping his arm around her shoulders. He squeezes her into his chest, careful of their sleeping youngest. "I thought she was weirdly compliant with Lucie's non-stop rambling on the mountain." It's Lexi's turn to chuckle.

"A good Swiss girl will do a lot for chocolate." 

The two parents joint heir girls inside the hotel lobby then head to the fireside patio to await the viral hot chocolate pour. The order three total- one for each other girls then another for Nico and Lexi to share. 

When the steaming stainless steel carafes arrive, the girls watch in awe as the milk is swirled over the webbing of chocolate and toasted marshmallow. Even 5 month old Sophie watches with wide eyes. Mack and Lucie giggle as the chocolate web falls into each of their cups. The squeal is in pure delight, clutching at each other on the chair then announcing their thank yous to the wait staff as they depart.

"Worth a little pain in your boots?" Nico asks Mack after her first sip. She nods enthusiastically, brown mustache gathering above her lip. She immediately goes in for another sip.

"Can I have two of these??" Lucie asks.

"No, but we will come back tomorrow. How about that?” Nico counters.

"Okay!" Lucie nods enthusiastically, then returns to her hot chocolate.

Nico glances around the lounge, taking in the scenic mountains, fresh snow and his family enjoying time together. He can see this as their future soon, when he is ready to hang the skates up for good. He'll take the girls to the ski hill he grew up learning on. It won't be as fancy as Vail, but it will be memorable and good. 

That's all he's trying to do for his children. And his wife.

Give them the best life they deserve.

Read more Nico and Lexi here.

[sturniolo04]

Hi, can you possibly do a Nathan Doe and yn/Sturniolo one shot and it's him asking her to prom, they are already dating

A/n:  ofc! I put a little spin on it and made it into a little blurb! I absolutely love these requests I have coming in, you guys are amazing!! I hope you love it! And remember to leave requests in my inbox! If you don’t like the pre added name in my works you can simply put in your own or don’t read it, it up to you :)-Charli

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You and Nate had been dating for a while and you two were seniors in highschool and you knew that you were going to end up going to prom together you weren't really expecting him to formally ask you simply because you two were already together.

"i got it"

you scream through the sturniolo household letting them know you were answering the door hearing the doorbel go off at the prime hour of 7:30pm. You open the door to be met with Nate standing on the porch with a proposal sign and a banquet of flowers.

"who was it sis"

nick chuckles as he, matt and chris make their way to the front door where you were.

"shut up thats so stinkin cute"

marylou exclaims taking quick pictures of the pair.

"well what do you say soph"

nate nervously asks not sure what you were thinking just simply seeing a shocked expression still painted on your face.

"y-yes i would love to go to prom with your nathan"

you giggle out as you come up to him placing a sweet kiss to his lips.

"okay gross thats were i leave"

chris groans out as he and matt leave to go back to watch the Celtics game that was on.

"you know you didnt have to do this I already assumed we were going together you know"

you giggle as nate lets a nervous smile play on his lips.

"i know i know but i wanted you to feel special you know since this is our last prom ever"

nate states as a pink tint rises slowly on his cheeks.

"i love you"

you giggle placing another kiss on his lips.

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[russellsppttemplates]

Hello, could you do a Daniel Ricciardo blurb where Sophia is sick and he spends the week at home with home taking care of her and watching her favorite show that is Bluey with her Bingo plushie

Note: Bluey is one of the best cartoons I've seen recently, it's my little cousin's favourite show too!

Cw: child is sick (mentions throwing up, fever, tiredness, not wanting to eat)

"It's alright, baby girl, daddy's here", Daniel soothed as Sophia was bent over the toilet, small hands supporting her body while her father had a makeshift ponytail of her curly hair so it wouldn't get in the way, "I don't like this, daddy", she groaned as tears pooled on her eyes, "I know you don't, Soph, I'm sorry", he rubbed her back soothingly.

"Let's brush your teeth and then we can cuddle and watch Bluey, okay?", he encouraged, helping her stand up so she could swish some water on her mouth, "Good girl, c'mon", Daniel hoisted her up on his hip after wiping her face gently with a towell.

"Can I bring Bingo downstairs?", she asked as Daniel gathered what he needed from her bedroom, "sure, princess, I'll get her for you", Daniel kissed her cheek, getting the plushie and letting her cuddle it.

Daniel was reminded of the days when your daughter was a newborn and he would fo skin to skin with her as he sat down on the sofa shirtless and pulled the little girl to cuddle him as he flickered the streaming platform to find the Bluey episode they had watched last.

"Look, it's Bingo, Soph", Daniel murmured as the orange dog showed up on the screen, making the little girl hold her plushie tight against her and his body, "she's really funny, isn't she daddy?", she wondered, "she is, baby".

A couple of hours later and Sophia being able to keep some found down finally, her body started warming up, "we have to take the medicine, baby, it will make you feel better", Daniel cooed as he measured out the right quantity, "it's going to be quick, okay? You can hold Bingo so she can make you feel better".

"Okay", she murmured, holding the soft plushie before opening her mouth and letting Daniel feed her the spoon, "Good, all good, my love", he smiled, kissing her cheek and tidying the bottle and box before he layed back on the sofa, "Come here for some cuddles, baby, mummy should be home soon and we will all have a family cuddle", he smiled, brushing her hair away from her eyes as she started feeling sleepy.

(Thank you for sending this in ✨️)

[httpssturns]

Feelings

..in which reader's sad and doesn't know why.

notes: fluffy, emotional, Matt comforts reader, sadness without a reason, intimate in a soulfull way, hugs, cuddling, crying, established relationship, angst.

Matt finds you in the worst position ever when he comes over, curled into a ball, wrapped in a blanket with old— and new— tears laying on your cheeks.

"Baby, what's wrong?" He asks immediately, his heart shattering as he quickly approaches you.

"Don't.. don't know.." You hiccup, wiping your tears with a sudden desperation, hoping they would just go away. but they don't; they just keep falling.

When he silently envelops you in his warm embrace, you don't even fight it. You just bury your face in his chest and finally let the heart wrenching sobs out into the fabric of his shirt.

"Shh, shh. It's okay, baby; you don't need a reason to feel sad. It happens to everyone." He comforts, with a soothing, almost whispered tone, stroking your hair and patting your back with a gentle touch.

"Just.. I just feel all alone.. why does my heart hurt?" You croak out, cracking under weight of the world.

"Oh baby..." He murmurs into your hair, his heart almost bursting with sadness. He maneuvers your head with his fingers, using them to lift your chin.

"You're never alone, baby, never at all. I'll always be here for you. whether you're crying about nothing or everything." He says, his eyes filled with the utmost love and his lips stretching in a soft, caring smile, as if he knew everything was going to be all right.

"I feel so stupid.. Your shirt is probably all wet." You sniffle, your hands clinging to his shirt even tighter.

"You really think I care about that? When the love of my life is crying? Don't even worry about the stupid shirt." He mutters, kissing your forehead tenderly.

You both stay like this until your sobs and sniffles turn into little sighs and hiccups, and you know that Matt would stay like this forever if you needed.

"I love you Matt," You murmur, still clinging onto to him.

"I love you." He responds, his lips mumbling the sweet and loving words against your temple, before kissing it softly.

Your heart still aches, but it also has a newfound warmth. A warmth that he brings you everytime he hold you like this, and for once, you feel like maybe you can do it, make it through the world, with him by your side the whole time.

@animatedglittergraphics-n-more for the dividers

soph's notes: I'm devastated so you guys get a sad blurb or wtv this is um yeah.

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[lavenderslace]

Soph babes pls pls pls give me a little age gap rick grimes tender moment 😛😩 maybe he’s cleaning her cuts or something after a big scare anything pls im feral for that man ‼️‼️

sweetheart, rick, n boo boos

🩹 it’s all so new, yet it has the familiarity of an old life forced to be left behind. alexandria feels like a sick joke almost.

what the hell are we doing here?

everyone’s staying in the same house right now. used to being together, scared to be ripped apart.

they’ve showered. soap. warm water. soft towels. clean clothes. soft and sweet smells. it’s tempting, but… you can’t seem to get it done. you’re still staring at bruised dirt-stained knuckles and dried bloody knees in cut off shorts.

washing it all alway feels wrong in some way? like none of it happened? like you haven’t lost everyone who you’ve lost. you need the reminder—you cannot forget them. you cannot forget your little sister and her twitching fingers and her soft voice and doe eyes. she was just a little girl, shy of fifteen. fifteen she’ll never be.

a fellow dirty stained knuckle knocks on your knee, too close to a dried up cut but not touching it at all. you’re sat on the porch floorboards of the home everyone has been shoved into, daryl sits next to you. “those ain’t hurtin’ no more?”

your eyes flicker to your knees, where he tapped. the skins all miscolored and tender and achy and bloody and ugly looking. but you can’t seem to get rid of it. “i’m fine,” you whisper.

daryl hums, head leaned back against wooden planks. “rick ain’t gon’ like that,” is all he says.

at the mere mention of him, your heart picks up a little—cheeks bleeding a shade of red. daryl always says you remind him of a rose, your sister was a sunflower.

rick grimes has always felt like this far away entity. someone who led with a tender hand and stern eyes. he was a family man, a good man. when he first arrived, a dead man walking, it was nice to see his son so alive again. but that’s all it was, a man to view from far.

but he’d lost his wife.

he’s different now. it’s all different now.

he’s not so far anymore.

the door to your right cracks open, it’s a crisp sound—smooth hinges. a little too normal. it’s like being a kid again, drawing with staining chalk on the side walk—praying your sister wouldn’t go over her space into yours. it was all bright pastel colors. your mother has opened the door, she’s got juice and apple slices and your father’s truck is in the drive and he’s sitting on the porch stringing a guitar and humming lowly. it’s a saturday, no one’s working, no school, no cheer practice—

“sweetheart?” deep, honey slick voice. it drags a chill up your spine. you love that voice. yeah, you do.

daryl snickers to your left. you elbow his arm as your eyes flicker up to rick. he’s frowning down at your legs but he looks so… clean? his beard is gone?

oh. oh.

“hi, rick,” you whisper. you’re taking him in and you can tell daryl’s eyes are on you and there’s a tease on the tip of his tongue. he doesn’t seem to say what he wants, saving you the embarrassment infront of rick. how kind of him.

rick’s eyes flicker away from your knees to your gaze. he smiles, faint, soft. “come inside with me, yeah?”

you don’t have to be told twice.

your push up from the wood floors with a soft wince. your knees do ache and should be clean despite what you think.

daryl pinches the back of your left calf. you turn over your shoulder with a amused glare, tongue poking out past your lips at him. he huffs a laugh as you disappear behind the closed front door with rick.

the house is cooled with chilly air. it smells like lavender, but that might just be rick’s clean skin. there’s makeshift beds all over the living room floor. pillows, blankets, the couch cushions ruffled.

your fingers run over the stairs railing. “you doin’ okay?” your eyes move towards rick, he’s got his head titled to the side taking you in. “your knees still hurtin?”

he looks so soft like this.

“i forgot what your jaw looks like,” you mumble without answering his question. your avoidance, he can tell your knees still ache.

he snickers and rubs a hand over his shaven face. “how bout’ i get you in the bathroom and i’ll clean those for you?” his hand nudges towards your scraped knees.

as long as he’s doing it. “yeah, ‘kay.”

rick smiles.

you sit on the bathroom sink, a interesting looking marble under your thighs. your finger follows the swirling of the pattern as rick shuffles around the bathroom. a first aid kit on the closed toilet seat. “weird, huh?” his voice worms its way into the silence. it’s kind though.

he’s not looking at you, he’s got a wash cloth warmed with soap suds. he’s working it gently at the dried blood on your skin. alcohol and bandages sit on the other side of the counter, near his hip. his hands are warm on your skin, his fingertips feel like their melting into you. he feels good. he feels right. “all of this,” he mumbles.

you nod even though he’s not looking at you. “i can’t really believe it. they’ve just… they’ve all been fine this entire time.”

rick looks up at you, he’s bent a little at the waist to get a good look at your knees. they’re not covered in dried blood anymore, but they still don’t look pretty.

you and your jean shorts.

rick hums, “well, we’re here now. seems safe, okay. this is gonna sting a lil, sorry.”

it does. the alcohol on your cuts, killing whatever gross outside world still lingers on you. you gasp, a hand flying up to land on his upper arm. it shocks you, the grab. you frown and gently pull your hand away, “sorry.”

rick’s just smiling at you.

he cleans at the rest of your cuts, runs a little ointment onto them with the pad of his pointer finger. he’s gentle with every move.

you just watch the way of his face. “this is a good place for your kids,” you whisper. “they’ll be okay here.”

rick looks up, taking a towel and wiping his finger clean. he hums, his eyes skating across the features of your face. you’re young, mid twenties little thing, yet you look a little older with all you’ve carried since the world went and ended.

you’re very pretty, he realizes again and again.

he taps at your skin, right above your knee but not necessarily your thigh. “you should let these dry up before you take a shower.”

you don’t want to tell him you don’t want to, but the way he’s said it. you’ll do it, even if it takes you awhile. so you smile, hum, “thank you, rick.”

he hums, squeezes at your closest wrist gently. “yeah, ‘course. it’s what we do. look out for each other.” then he leans towards you, a little hesitant, but he places a gentle kiss on the highest point of your cheekbone. your breath catches, lashes flutter, and you almost grab onto him again.

when he leans back the tip of your ears are red. “i’ll get you some new clothes for after your shower, yeah?” he smiles, eases out the door and your stuck staring at the empty space where he’d been standing only seconds ago.

oh yeah, alexandria is weird as hell. but good weird, definitely.

[lovegalor333]

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@bbydoll18xx - the best series and one shots! ive got a wand and a rabbit 🙂‍↕️

@leilanihours - devoures! every.single.time

@d3arapril - fellow british babe 🫶 push 2 start had me TWEAKING

@cherryswisherz - yes yes yes 💋

[quintinh43]

BFF's 4 Life

Set in the world of Loving You Is As Easy as ABC 123

Here are my head cannons, on before Quinn and the reader became a couple.

You and Quinn lived together for eight months before he finally found a place for himself. In that time the two of you grew very close.

Quinn was very sad to leave and debated just staying with you, but in the end he decided to go through with the move because his new place was closer to Rogers arena.

He did try to convince you to move in with him, but you didn't because your apartment was closer to the university and work.

Quinn would come into the coffee shop that you worked at every time you were working. And every time, without fail, you would present him with some obscene concoction of sugar and caffine that no one had ever heard of.

"I swear to god, i'm gonna get diabetes because of you." Yet without fail he would drink every last drop.

During covid, you started going on morning runs because otherwise, you would've gone crazy. Especially having all of your uni classes online.

Quinn started joining you after a while because he was also going crazy, and the runs really really helped, especially because he got to do them with you.

You were also the one who taught Quinn how to cook during this time. And you were genuinely infuriated when he became a better cook than you. "I'll never forgive you" you grumble, while Quinn cackles as he pulls burnt aspargus out of the oven. "Student becomes the master" he shrugs, and you throw a handful of asparagus at him.

When Quinn got covid, you showed up at his apartment covered head to toe, complete with gloves, a mask, and eyewear, holding a container of chicken noodle soup.

Quinn laughed, immediately took a photo and then proceeded to launch into a coughing fit so bad he turned the colour of a tomato.

At which point you took a photo of him. The two of you keep the photos as blackmail, and if either of you were to ever use them, all hell would break loose.

You own so so so much canuck gear, it's unhinged (courtesy of Quinn of course.) You joked about starting to sell some stuff on eBay, and Quinn looked so genuinely distraught that you never made that joke again.

When you officially started teaching, all the canuck gear came in handy. Especially when you were being lazy and didn't have time to pick an outfit.

At first everyone thought you were just a Canuck super-fan, until one day Quinn had to drop you off at work because your car was in the shop.

Then of course everyone though the two of you were dating. Which got really annoying.

The first time you officially brought Quinn to class was because he had a full day off and didn't know what to do with himself. He begged you to take the day off to spend it with him, but "Some of us have real jobs Quinn."

"Hey! My job is real"

"Well, unfortunately for you I can't just not show up. You had to have given me at least a two day notice so I could've found a substitute."

"Y/nnnnn," he whined, flopping off your bed dramatically while you finished getting dressed. "What am I supposed to do all day?"

" If you're really so concerned about being bored to death, get dressed and come help me be a glorified babysitter for the day" you snorted

Quinn's head snapped up excitedly "wait seriously?"

You were joking, but it happened anyway.

The kids were so well-behaved that you debated bringing Quinn to work with you every day.

Whenever you were on a break, Quinn pestered you to be hanging out with him the whole time. Which usually ended up with recipe expiramenting, Quinn helping you mark papers and lesson plan, or Quinn dragging you along to practice/games/events etc.

One time, he even pestered you to come on a week long roadie with him during winter break. To which you declined - because that was definitely stepping over a 'best friend' relationship line, and you were under the firm impression that Quinn would never love you the way you loved him.

The guys always teased him mercilessly about being in love with you.

"For fucks sake, Huggy. Are you blind? Do you see the way she looks at you?"

After Quinn became captain, whenever his teammates threatened to tell you that he was in love with you he threatened to make them do bag skates for an entire practice.

They shut up really quick after that.

The team loves you, and they always say that whenever they have kids they are sending them to the school you teach at.

Whenever Quinn watched you interact with Kids he gets a little starry eyed and drooly.

Quinn is a very common topic of conversation in your classroom. You often use him as your muse whenever you're doing projects.

He loves it, and he keeps every single piece you've done on him. From art projects, to Health projects.

You even managed to use him in a math project once. (You used little cutouts of his head as addition blocks, he laughed so hard he was crying.)

If Quinn has a game on a week day, you try to wear some form of his merchandise, and he always asks for a fit picture.

Quinn never ever ever let you pay for anything. "You don't even make 1/10th of my salary"

"Way to make a girl feel good about her job,"

"Wait, I didn't mean it like that im sor- no wait. I'm not insulting your job, I'm insulting the people that pay you. You are literally raising our future generations, and the government pays you like trash. If anything, our salaries should be reversed. I basically work in the entertainment industry."

"Ok, well I can still afford to pay for my own shit" you grumble.

Quinn rolls his eyes. "Don't be so stubborn. Put your plastic bank card away. it's insulting in my presence"

"Sorry we don't all have metal fucking credit cards that make noise when we drop them" you spit back.

It continues to be a fight every. single. time.

Whenever you do somehow manage to pay, Quinn is fuming and throughly debates not talking to you for a week.

He never lasts more than a couple hours.

Whenever Quinn left for the summer, you got really lonely. Especially because as a teacher, you had the whole summer off.

He always invited you to come to Michigan with him, but there was always a nagging in your head about "crossing the best friend line"

One summer, you decided to teach summer school for high-schoolers to keep yourself busy. And it was fucking hell. Hormonal sweaty teenagers trying to learn a subject in three weeks rather than four months was so so bad.

Quinn gladly listened to you complain every day, "shoulda come to michigan with me." He would shrug

"Mom and dad have been asking about you," he would throw in quietly.

Which leads us into your relationship with Quinn's family.

Over the six years that the two of you have been friends you've met his parents and both his brothers.

Luke was fourteen, and Jack was sixteen when you met them for the first time.

They both fell IN LOVE with you.

They would call you to ask for homework help, often saying something like, "You're a teacher, what do i do?"

"I'm not a teacher yet, guys. I still have to finish my degree, you know." You would laugh awkwardly and help them anyways.

You blamed both Jack and Luke for the dreadful summer you taught high-schoolers. Simply because you had enjoyed teaching Jack and Luke so much, you thought it would be the same.

They had much the same response as their shithead older brother "you should've come to michigan"

As they grew and saw how you and Quinn looked at each other, they would tease him mercilessly as good brothers do.

"Dude, if you don't confess, I'll marry her." sixteen year old Luke would smirk

That had Quinn seething, and it was quite funny. "You fucking imbecile."

"Mom! Quinn called me a bad word!"

Jack was often cackling in the background or telling Quinn to stop being the world's biggest dumbass.

The day you saw Luke in person and he had grown taller than you, you collapsed dramatically into his arms and pinched his cheeks aggressively. Crying about your favourite little kiddo being all grown up.

Ever the awkward teenager Luke just blushed and grumbled about not being a baby.

Whenever Jack and Luke visit Vancouver, they always ask to visit your classroom.

The first time all three NHL superstar hughes brothers were in your classroom it was fucking chaos throughout the entire school. You got yelled at by the principal, and they had to leave while the cops chased away reporters.

The four of you will never forget the dressing down you got in the principals office that day. It felt like you were a group of playground bullies getting scolded for pushing kids off the slide.

"This is getting brought up at ALL of our weddings." Jack grins as the boys hug you goodbye and head over to Quinn's place.

"Yeah, all three weddings," Luke says with a mischievous grin.

Both you and Quinn blush and choose to ignore Luke's statement.

Until he's winking at you over dramatically and making duck lips at you. The Quinn is dragging him towards the car by his ear and promising to pick you up when school is out.

The way luke can swing between awkward twenty-year old and Youngest child menace is so funny to you.

Now onto Ellen and Jim

They also absolutely love you.

They have loved you since you were freshly nineteen and offering up your apartment for Quinn, when all you knew about him was that he was an anxious teenager.

Jim gives the best advice. He's especially knowledgeable when it comes to kids, "its not very different than dealing with grown men who strap blades to their feet and call it a job." He says teasingly, while all his kids protest.

Ellen is the sweetest angel of a human you have ever met. She takes no nonsense from her kids, and always makes sure Quinn is good to you.

She has a knowing twinkle in her eye when she sees you and Quinn together and it makes your chest ache a little.

Her hugs are always long, and her words sweet, and she always reminds you that you have a family with the Hughes no matter what.

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Hey guys! Guess who's back and better than ever 😎 we're getting a fic between tomorrow and Saturday, so stay tuned. Anyways, I hope yall like this! If there's anything from here you'd like to see turned into a blurb/fic let me know! I've been super inspired for this universe as of late. Also I am going through the requests in my inbox. So if you requested something it's hopefully coming soon! I've been super busy with school, but it's calming down for a couple weeks and then finals will be in full swing! I love you all and I hope you enjoy this! As always comment comment comment! And I hope you guys are doing amazing.

Love Soph 🫶🏼🫶🏼

[harry-hollands]

my boyfriend’s boyfriends

(a potential au stemming from ‘who does it better?’)

a part two to ‘who does it better’ but can be read as a stand alone.

part 1

alex turcotte x fem!hockey player reader

*PICTURES ARE FROM TWITTER, INSTAGRAM, AND MY OWN PERSONAL ONES I TOOK (10-28-2023)*

(inspired by faithlynn’s @babydollmarauders series media management and kaylin’s @starsandhughes series penalty box. if you haven’t checked them out, PLEASE DO THEYRE AMAZING)

yourusername

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yourusername: on today’s episode of “i had a day off at work and my boyfriend and best friend and son had team bonding today so i was left alone because my other roommates had a game tonight”, i decided that i, was going to support my boyfriend’s boyfriends—i mean roommates!

how generous of me right? i was in the upper bowl to watch the game so no one saw me but as is my job to be a professional nuisance to centers and defenders to keep the lethal flying piece of rubber out of my pretty net, i had to humble them somehow during warm ups.

for those wondering why i’m wearing my boyfriend’s boyfriend #2’s jersey, i lost a bet with him. for those also wondering what the bet was, it was on my boyfriend. i THOUGHT my boyfriend was a sweet person but apparently he took a page out of the enemy of silence’s book (@/trevorzegras) and got TWO penalties last game.

turcs was not impressed as you can imagine, and neither was homewrecker (@/jordanjs224) because apparently “homewreckers need to stick together and that comes with wearing my jersey” idk man im just their roommate that willingly has pieces of rubber shot at me at lethal speeds

despite my works of art, i also included other works of art from the professionals. (im legally obligated to make them look good like 3.8% of the time)

as much as i’d love to say that the boyfriends came out victorious, they did not 🥲

my boys played v*gas and lost in shootout but at least we got a point!

my cutie patootie laffy @/alaf14 (kings’s version, not to be confused with the rags’) SCORED HIS SECOND GOAL OF THE SEASON ON HIS TAYLOR SWIFT BIRTHDAY! you made me so proud 🫶🏼

next up, the infuriating maple leafs; auston matthews, I HAVE BEEF WITH YOU (i will be watching from home because it’s where my job is)

buckle up babes, turcs baby (@/_alexturcotte), my son (@/brandtclarke55), and my best friend (@/francesco.pinelli71) play tomorrow against the baby canucks and i don’t know if i’ll have the right mental state to watch them (i have to im their emergency goalie 🤠)

(ps m*rk st*ne, nicolas hague, brayden mcnabb, and ivan barbashev i hope you all suffer a 10 game losing streak you fucking bitch babies. DONT GO AFTER MY CUTIE PATOOTIE!!!)

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fan23: she’s feeding the jordan girlies 🤭

fan55: oh my god?? q?? holy fuck y/n KNOWS what she’s doing taking these photos

alaf14: y/n you didn’t need to threaten them, im okay 😭

yourusername: @/alaf14 you were practically thrown to the ice like a ragdoll and then you got HIGH STICKED and were BLEEDING and you’re telling me you’re “okay”??? dude…

alaf14: @/yourusername it’s hockey it happens. besides, YOU WILLINGLY HAVE PUCKS FLYING AT LETHAL SPEEDS AT YOUR FACE AND YOU STOP THEM WITH YOUR BODY

yourusername: @/alaf14 why are you YELLING?? im making sure everyone knows that if they hurt you that they are on my hit list. i will do what flower did to bedsy and trip them up

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yourusername: @/alaf14 i will trip you up if you don’t shut the fuck up

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fan15: wait y/n is their emergency goalie?? how did i not know this information?

yourusername: @/fan15 it’s not widely advertised but im tryna be a big girl in the big leagues 🫶🏼

fan15: @/yourusername OMG THANK YOU

francesco.pinelli71: thank you for humbling them. clarkey and i have been dying of laughter for five minutes and turcs is looking at us like a disappointed father

yourusername: @/francesco.pinelli71 i live to serve, but i think it’s been established that turcs is disappointed father and im eccentric mother

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_alexturcotte: @/yourusername @/francesco.pinelli71 i regret introducing the two of you

francesco.pinelli71: @/_alexturcotte i dont !

yourusername: @/_alexturcotte @/francesco.pinelli71 i don’t either!

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brandtclarke55: MOM I WANNA BE LIKE YOU WHEN I GROW UP

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_alexturcotte: thank you for humbling my boyfriends. they’re not allowed to have their egos inflated.

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_alexturcotte: @/quintonbyfield @/jordanjs224 without me?

quintonbyfield: @/_alexturcotte @/jordanjs224 never babygorl

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_alexturcotte: i love you, my darling <33

yourusername: @/_alexturcotte i love you more, my love <33

~

a/n: i hope you enjoyed this little installment! i have a halloween one planned and am working on a blurb about worlds!! there will also be hopefully a blurb on turcs introducing her to the boys. I LOVE YOU ALL AND THANK YOU FOR SUPPORTING

as always, reblogs, likes, and comments are always appreciated 🫶🏼

~soph <33

[chrattho1]

chris sturniolo blurb

look at me

warnings: oral (m.receiving) and everything around it

chris’s eyes roll back slightly as he feels your wet lips envelop the head of his cock. He lets out a low, guttural moan, his hips twitching slightly.

“fuck..fuck just like that” chris’s voice barely audible as his body focuses on squirming on the couch.

your lips wrap around him perfectly while he abstains his impulse to buck his hips into them.

his head falls back against the cushion as you take him deeper into your mouth. he lets out a shaky breath, feeling your lips slide up and down his cock.

"holy fuck... look at you..." he grips your hair tighter, watching your movements with hooded eyes.

his hips lifting slightly to meet your mouth. The tease of your tongue on his tip with the way your hands and mouth moved nearly unraveled him.

“im gonna cum so fast—baby-please fu-” his rambling is cut off by a guttural moan slipping through his lips feeling his tip touch the back of your throat. he’s afraid if he’ll look at you again,he might cum on sight.

his head drops down, eyes shut firmly. but then he feels you pull off of him at once, making his eyes flutter open in confusion.

“look at me” he can’t help but nod tentatively at your words. watching you now with wide eyes as he pants his way through.

he looks at how you slowly wrap your lips around him again, trying his best to not shut his eyes and keep them on you.

his mouth agape as he watches your slightest movements, his grip loosening on your hair.

a low groan escapes chris as he feels your soft tongue gently lick the tip of his cock. he shudders.

"holy shiit—oh” one of his hands grip the couch tightly and he jerks forward from the sensation, he can feel the pressure building rapidly, his release close at hand. He looks down at your swollen lips wrapped around his throbbing shaft, the sight pushing him closer to the edge.

chris’s eyes roll back again, his mouth falling open in a silent scream as he finally releases in your mouth. He grips your hair tightly, holding you in place as he fucks your mouth, spilling his hot cum down your throat. His whole body shakes with the intensity of his orgasm.

“fuck..oh shit—” his body twitches one last time and he releases your hair, allowing you to pull back slightly. he looks down at you, panting heavily, his chest heaving. he swipes his thumb across your wet bottom lip, smearing his release.

“that’s the hardest i have ever cum” he huffs.

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[huggyhughesy]

slow mornings | quinn hughes

a little dad!quinn blurb for your sunday evening <3

The house was quiet. Too quiet for a Saturday morning.

Usually, Saturday mornings started early with Sophie climbing into Quinn and I's bed. This morning, though, I was the only one laying under the duvet. As I racked my brain, trying to remember if there was a reason I had been abandoned in the bed, I remembered that I'd never seen Quinn last night. He was supposed to get home after midnight, flying home from a five-day road trip.

The panic began to set in when I realized that I had no messages from Quinn, his phone wasn't on his bedside table, and -- most importantly -- he wasn't lying in bed next to me. Flinging the covers off, I made my way down the hall to Sophie's room, where I discovered that she too was missing. Deciding to venture downstairs, I could hear the faint sounds of music coming from the living room.

As I entered, my heart swelled at the sight in front of me. Laying on the couch, both asleep, was Sophie and Quinn. Sophie was cuddled into her dad's side and didn't appear to be waking up anytime soon.

I quickly snapped a picture of the two of them before leaning down and placing a kiss to the top of Quinn's head. His eyes fluttered open and a lazy grin came over his features.

"Hey," he mumbled. "Can I have a real kiss?"

I smiled at his request.

"You want me to give you a kiss after you abandoned me in our bed?"

He just continued smiling at me, knowing that I'd give in eventually. And I did, leaning back down to give Quinn a 'real kiss' before walking around the couch and sitting on the unoccupied side of Quinn's body. I leaned onto his side as his arm came to wrap around my waist. I was looking at the movie currently playing on the tv; Winnie the Pooh was currently one of Soph's favorites. She especially loved Eeyore.

"Eeyore's actually such an underrated character," Quinn said, as if he could read my mind.

"You and Soph are too much alike," I replied, earning a nudge from my husband.

"Who's your favorite then?"

I didn't reply, which was an answer enough for Quinn.

"There's nothing wrong with liking Eeyore, you know. His grumpiness is funny. And realistic."

"Fair point."

We both laid in comfortable silence for a while, watching the children’s movie, when I figured I’d bring up the potentially touchy subject of Quinn’s road trip, during which they’d lost two games and won one.  

"How was the trip?"

The involuntary sigh that escaped his lips was all I really needed to know. Quinn had already confided in me about how frustrating it was for his team to be having such an awful season, especially compared to Jack's, but to also have to see so many of his teammates and people he considered to be good friends get traded away. He didn't talk about it in front of his parents or his brothers, specifically Jack, because he didn't want to make everyone listen to his pity party when he knew they really just wanted to be basking in the glory of Jack's first really good season in the NHL.

"It sucked," Quinn admitted, his arm gripping my waist a little tighter. “But it’s over now, so it’s whatever.”

I looked up to him, communicating with just my look that it, in fact, wasn’t whatever.

“Fine, fine. It just wasn’t fun overall. I didn’t play very well, and I missed you guys.”

Quinn had a pout on his face when I looked up at him. I couldn’t help myself but to lean up and kiss his jaw.

“We missed you too,” I informed him. “Soph watched every single minute of every game.”

As if she could hear us mention her name in her sleep, Sophie stirred. Wiggling around and rubbing her eyes. Upon her opening her eyes fully, she looked at Quinn, then at me, and did a double take back to Quinn, letting out a little gasp.

“Daddy!” she squealed and wrapped her arms around Quinn’s neck. Quinn chuckled but pulled her closer to his chest.

“Hey sweetheart. Have a good nap?”

The massive smile on Sophie’s face and the hands that were still clutching onto Quinn’s shirt were enough indication that she was more preoccupied with her father than to answer his question.

“Daddy, are you home now?”

The grin that graced Quinn’s features wavered slightly. While Soph was asking if Quinn was home, she was really asking if he was going to stay home.

“No baby, not yet.  I’m home this week, and then I’m going to see Uncle Trevor.”

She tried to mask her disappointment. After a moment, though, her features changed to one of curiosity and excitement.

“Oh. But can you ask him to bring me some candy? He always brings me candy when you see him,” she informed us.

I raised an eyebrow and side-eyed Quinn, who looked guilty.

“Uncle Trevor always brings you candy?”

“Yes!” she exclaimed. “Daddy brings it, but Uncle Trevor gives it to him to give to me.”

“Ah, I see.”

I decided to leave the subject of Trevor and Quinn conspiring to sneak our kid candy another time. Right now, though, I was going to spend the morning watching Disney movies.