#they just call him MITCHY it's so cute

[girljeremystrong]

"mitchy's a one sport athlete"

[hockeybabe]

mitchie marny please n thanks 🙏🏼

Photoshoot | M.Marner

Not my gif

Pairings: Mitch Marner x fem!figure skater

Summary: you get an offer to represent leafs merch with Mitch

Warnings: swearing, make out session, fade to black smut, Mitch’s a nice guy

Word count: 612

Note: first off I choose a cute imagine. But I really want to thank you guys for the appreciation on Sneak Away like lots of love. Also major thank you for the 300 followers. Love you all so much.

When you had first got the call to do the shoot, you were over the moon. You’d been living in Toronto for as long as you could remember and living there also meant living so close to a rink to practice for all competitions. To most countries you were another figure skater, but to Canada you were a sensation, very close to Tessa Virtue. 

When your coach told you that the leafs wanted to partner with you, you couldn’t help but be excited. So here you were walking down a tunnel following your stylist and a leafs representative. “Okay so Y/N, you’re going to change into these and we’ll see you back in that room.” They told you, handing you a jersey.

It was a regular leafs jersey with the blue being the prominent colour however, this jersey had the All-Star patch on the shoulder. You examined the jersey, looking at the back number, number 16, Marner. Your heart gushed and a blush rose to your cheeks.

You walked out of the change room and headed to the studio for where you’d be taking the photos. “You look great!” Your stylist gushed. “So we’re gonna have you stand there and Mitch over here will be right behind you.” The photographer said, pointing to Mitch who was beside him.

You nod your head, allowing the stylist and photographer to walk away, leaving you alone with Mitch. “Hey, sorry about the late notice. I thought they would’ve told you,” Mitch says nervously while shaking your hand. “Oh, no it’s fine. Makes me feel less nervous.” You say, giving Mitch a bright smile.

“This makes you nervous?” He motions to the photoshoot going on behind him. “Not all the times you perform in front of hundred of people.” You laugh at his exaggeration. “between you and me, the ice is my home. There’s no fear, there is only peace.”

Mitch looks at you with such adoration. All the words you were saying to him about skating are just what he felt when he played hockey. Although no one enjoys losing, he still felt better on ice than walking on concrete.

“Okay, you two lovey eye makers, time to do the shoot!” The photographer shouts. You and Mitch both blush but comply. The photoshoot went on calmly. You felt more comfortable knowing Mitch was in the room and the fact that he was whispering nice things in your ear and some poses being of him holding your waist and you two smiling at each other.

“Last shot. Mitch, I want you to point to y/n’s back while she stands facing you. So her face won’t be in shot.” The guy explains. You turned around to face Mitch to see him already staring at you before posing for the camera. You stared at him during the time and you could see the smirk growing on Mitch’s face.

“That’s it, folks! Good job everyone!” The photographer yelled out, already putting his equipment away. “Well, that’s it.” You say, facing Mitch, fiddling with your hand. “Maybe it can be a bit more.” He says confidently.

A half an hour later, you back at Mitch’s apartment and you back against his door and your lips attached to one another. You moan into Mitch’s mouth as he runs his hands over your body, feeling very curve. “Good, you’re so beautiful.” He groans, looking up and down your body.

“We should probably take this to your bedroom.” You suggest playing with the hem of his sweatshirt. “Yeah, one hundred percent.” He says, trailing kisses from your neck to your lips. “If we make it there.” He mumbles before crashing his lips to yours.

[schmeap]

do people on this website post tierlists for fun idk does anyone care about my opinions on pokemon and miku probably not but I'm finally giving into the urge to be really annoying about music (not a music analyst) (doesn't know how to identify a lemotif) (Was in High School Marching Band)

Anyway gonna be real fuckin annoying about this one its called i talk about rankings that are mostly personal bias

Let's just go in release order lol

Songs linked in their "titles" (video embed limit is. less than 18)

DECO*27's Volt Tackle

ok so i have a confession. when this song came out, I knew it was going to end up pretty low on the list lol

Deconina (i can't. type that every time guys) is one of my favorite producers and almost every song he makes I nod my head at and go "yeah. that's a banger." But. BUT. He's started mixing his harder rock styles with his poppier hip hop styles and it comes to a head in this song. The bridge is really really distracting lol, feels like a different song and tone entirely from the kind of intense, battle like ferocity of the main part to a cutesy pop chant... It has a purpose, I'm sure, but there's something too dissonant about it for me to like.

The like, rest of the song is Deconina at his Deconina-est, I love the cute take on love (as he always does) with a pokemon flavoring... The visuals are also quite cute and fitting. It's really solid, but that one point holds it back from Funky Fresh, which is my baseline Very Solid.

Electrical Forecast by inabakumori

The second song, by a producer I don't follow nearly as closely as Deco. Uhh I did listen to lagtrain as homework before this and yes it bangs. It's always nice to see people using people other than Miku and Kaai Yuki actually has a real solid appeal to me.

This is a song that slaps. It bangs, even. I don't know enough about inabakumori to comment on its relevance to their personal stylings or themes but we were still in the romance period with pokemon puns and tie ins so I was already tempted to put it higher in the list. In actuality, every song does an excellent jobs integrating game sounds and puns so no extra points are available for that stuff lol

Taking the idea of catching pokemon is always dangerous, I think, because pokemon fans aren't really here to catch things, we're mostly interested in battles and the journey with our faves, not completing the pokedex (because it's hard, and kind of chore) at least, to me. This song feels like a journey through the tall grass, scouring the lands to find pokemon... I just like the inabakumori style man. It gets points for getting on the playlist, but not really speaking to me.

Mitchie M's What Kind of Future

Silly songs.......... my weakness and Mitchie M's strength oh no.........

Yeah Mitchie M really plays to his strengths, using cute visuals and nonstop puns to ooze a charm you can only get from haplessly indulging in the most whimsical of vibes. It was also quite surprising how well their TL team did with all the puns given some of them barely work lol.

"I love them all" is the type of pokemon fan I am, so that might also help explain why two of those songs are up so high...

Pinocchio-P Kills You with The Pokemon Inside My Heart

yeah i cried what're *you* gonna do about it huh

Im a pinocchio-p fan. I don't always like everything he puts out, but when he really hits its insane how hard he does.

1) i fucking love his little pinomikus... having them all in a costume is so fucking cute they're little slit eyed freaks and by far my favorite trademark a producer's ever had lol My favorite. is lapras...

2) This isn't the first song to fuck me up by him lol 2:30 Life Remaining also damaging as hell, so it wasn't surprising to see him go for a quieter angle but man when its something you grew up with, a nostalgia you could relate to, an experience you lived, its way worse. It's such a soft song, with an upbeat backbone, I've no idea how he got the music to scream "nostalgia" so hard but the reverberating "aah"s are so cool too...

Anyway this song would be the best song if I weren't horrendously biased. It should honestly be up their with the top two but it was funnier to keep it in the crying tier.

Battle! by cosMo@Bousou-P

I honestly did not like this song all that much when it first came out, but that was almost certainly because it was right after Pinochhio-P's lol

The high concept of people in the comments talking about some sort of Miku AI champion that was tired of winning got me more into the song now that I'm not directly comparing it to a song that spoke way more to me, there's just something a little unhinged about it in the way that cosMoBousou does well with machine intelligence/the meaning of digital media.

He also plays p well into his strengths with the breakcore fast bpm lol this song screams GO GO GO! I think it makes total sense why he'd go for a battle theme, and I really like the way the pokemon sfx are incorporated into the backing... drums? Unfortunately, I like battle songs not that much, and the lyrics leave a little to be desired because the story's a bit... confusing lol Maybe it's cheap of me to prefer nostalgia baits over whatever strange original story cosMo's thought up but that's how it is.

A little evil with Kasamura Tota's I'll Fly in the Sky with You

Another producer I've not heard of before! No one talked about this song either, in my circles, I actually missed it until I came back for Giga and Jin's. I passed over it on first watch, put it on in the background and said "yeah, that's a nice soft song," thinking nothing of it. Boy was I fucking WRONG

edit (not an edit I'm writing this all in one sitting), I LIED I *have* heard this guys stuff before!! Araki covered one of his songs lol ok I'm getting the sense their skillset is Violently Sad Songs and goddamn are they good at em.

Anyway this song's MV is adorable and uses mudkips status as an adorable fave as a double shot directly to your sadglands as it tells a story of a pokemon that stays the same to continue to fly with its friend. Its fucked up, and a little evil, and totally took me by surprise because I was a fool. Little Guys Deserve Love Too is something you don't always remember as pokemon fan and it takes the implication of evolution seriously its really some pokemon Mystery Dungeon type heartstring pulling that got me good.

Musically I love the quiet backing that really lets the vocals (the story) breathe, its a musical narrative. The back and forth between Luka and Miku is done really well, plus having it based entirely around an existing pokemon song really helps it achieve its heart punching effectiveness.

Also I have a horrible bias toward piano please don't look up at the tierlist and where I placed Marasy

(Hilarious it got a kids rating on youtube btw. Another youtube kids L, probably)

We couldn't draw miku at a fucked up angle this time guys: Giga's Gotchu!

lol yeah they had to sanitize this one's visuals a little bit, probably worked with a different artist than usual... It does show, a bit, in the kind of bouncy visual style Giga's used to being flatter and less 3D than usual. This leaves the music video a little lesser than the others that move... I also don't know if I've ever been a huge fan of Giga's recent animation style.

In terms of actual song: it's good! Giga puts his swing on classic pokemon motifs and it feels very him, with a nice mix of hip hop beat and electrical edge.

But uh, remember how I said before "catching pokemon is the weakest element of pokemon"? That point stands here, especially since the song itself is just simple and peppy. It's stylish as hell but doesn't give me a sense of journey or scouring like inabakumori's.

Sorry, but someone had to be last.

Jin's Secretly Miku the whole time: Juvenile

Trans miku real or whatever

I'd like to say this is the first full on deadass whole animated story. I should be right. Also I don't think I've followed Jin since Kagepro lol (but I did hear Neo, and I did scream really loudly at it!)

dude the eevee is drawn so fucking cute im rhhdghh im not even a huge eevee fan (too mammal) but man when he do the lil paw to cheer up their trainer it got me. I also really like the compassion of the story, the trainers just want to support each other even though they fight... It's like, that's kind of what pokemon is, it's not necessarily about winning, even if Every Voice on the internet Ever (including myself) tells you otherwise. Turns out all you need from a friendly rival to make them better is to lose against them and not let them speak (im joking.......)

I just realized I never looked up the lyrics, actually, but I totally got the emotions through the fantastic MV and the general upswings of the music. It's a bold swing to take a trainer through their whole journey, but both songs that try this hit it justtt right, actually. Building yourself back up after a loss is like, The pokemon story, because turns out you can't win them all. Plus it takes time to focus on the mundanity of the pokemon journey, the stuff you don't really think about in game but is the meat of any fanfic... depicting hanging out w your pokemon is a huge bonus points.

The music combined with the visuals made me cry what can I say, I don't cry easily so it deserves it.

Syudou's I'm a Ghost Type

I honestly don't know a whole lot about Syudou, not to say I don't know who he is, i do, i play pjsekai, but none of his "popular" songs really captured me.

I can mostly say the same for this one lol This is the first one where I have to actually explain the Funky Fresh tier: it means they play well to their strengths but they don't have a whole lot of staying power to me. This is where my pickiness starts kicking in, they just weren't swanky enough to make the cut.

The lyrics and visuals scream joy of ghost types though, I really dig how much energy is in the song... I think it's just personal preference for electric beats that puts the song the highest in Funky Fresh.

BIPPA!! Wonderful Opportunity with Go! Bidoof Group!

Wonder Opp never fails me they got my back every time. I was hoping for something silly happy peppy fun and oh boy did i get it. A feverish dedication to a silly not strong pokemon, a basic rat you can get in any route that the pokemon company loves making fun of, BIPPA!!

All these dumb mfs so relatable to the Len that wants to evolve for utility, to the Rin that loves him as he is, to Miku who thinks all pokemon have their appeals... I've seen some people say WonderOpp's songs border on just speaking over beat, but I don't really see what's wrong with that. The comedic timing is solid (Len getting shot down is so funny) and the setup is inherently funny, a team of bullies that go after Only Bidoof. Team Rocket but Bidoof.

Joy radiates from this song and who doesn't want to hold a pokemon in front of your friends and go "Look!! this is my favorite child!!!" I think that's the real essence of pokemon. Pick your faves and then be really annoying about them. That's why this is the best one.

Huh? Muddled... (Weird title... it's sfx, really) by Kuriyama Yuri

This project got me digging around in new producers libraries, quite fun. In this one I found Jitterbug! I love a good Meiko producer... But I don't particularly like their style, sorry to say.

I do like it though! It's fun, spooky and very stylized! I love the rhythm it gets into and the expressions on the people, even if I'm not entirely sure what's going on besides some good ol fasioned spooks. I think it accomplishes what it sets out to do, which is make a spooky ghost house experience song. Just doesn't appeal to me enough to rank it higher.

Orangestar's Encounter

Look. This is pure bias. But I also think it's good!

I've gone on record (no record. just talking to friends lmao) saying Orangestar's music feels like running alongside a ocean during a sunshower. All their music is kind of same-y but by god does it hit that niche so good for me, using vocaloids to go way above what any human would sound good. In this song the synthwave really elevates it to something I'd recommend a non-Orangestar fan, it really carries you up, gives the song a rising energy... just like Lugia.

Breath is a key of Orangestar's songs, besides being very high, there's a lot of running vocals and held notes, meaning singing them is again, very difficult (if you're trying to copy miku) and I think the breathlessness of the vocals and synth really works with the concept of a legendary encounter. It's always so cool when you finally run into the thing on the box... and in the surrounding media, everyone always oohs and aahs. The lyrics support this, but I'm not very good at reading, so I actually just skim them to make sure they aren't total nonsense lol

Eon Ticket by Marasy

I saw somewhere an author's comment about this song, something to the effect of "I always chased Latios and Latias"... So this is just a song about your faves, just like pokemon should be. It also has Kaito, which is *my* crypton bias.

Uhh I'm always back and forth on Marasy songs, I love him as a pianist, but his compositions don't always speak to me working with the others on em. But? I think this one hits nicely. It's a little toothless still, not as emotionally impactful as those on the top, won't make me scream in excitement but I do think this is one of my favorites in a while.

Kaito and Miku... it's always nice to have duets in this Miku focused project lol. I think the Eon ticket, Latios and Latias in particular was a good pairing for Marasy's flighty fluttering piano trills and runs, they're the kind of pokemon that dash around the skies like the music does. Part of what makes me rank composers higher in these miku songs is whether they play to their strengths or not, because you're already adding the twist of subject matter, and I think this does. I also think the framing device of the newscasters is cute

Party Rock Eternity by Hachioji-P

Ahh Hachioji, another name I know and don't really listen to on purpose... Rad Dogs goes insane though an all time fave (but I say that about half the VBS commissioned songs). Maybe that's why I biased it higher, because it's a style of music I really like. A lot of bias is probably involved in this lol (poison type fan)

I like the perspective of a rocket grunt a lot, leans extremely well into the harder rock of Hachioji's natural lean, but the lyrics don't really tell us much, it doesn't quite lean hard enough into character for me to give it a funky pass... plus I find it's missing a POP that makes it appealing. It's extremely pleasant, but I can't give it a pass.

Iyowa's Journey's Prequels, Journey's Traces

Hmm, I think the only producer I know truly nothing about, didn't even really recognize a song on their page. Doesn't matter since this song's extremely cute and appealing on its own.

The button mashing making up the backing track I almost didn't like but it totally grew on me, it gives the song more life. Visually the MV compliments the cutesy subject and the wonder of a child's first pokemon. But... it's just pleasant. It suffers the same fate as Party Rock Eternity before it, there's just nothing pushing it beyond musically, likely in part because I'm not as familiar with the composer. I like songs that go somewhere, and this one stays in the same place, which doesn't make it bad, it just makes it less interesting to me.

Esper Esper, Psychic Psychic! by NayutalieN

I don't listen to a whole lot of NayutalieN's stuff outside the Rhythm Game Staples (most of which I like, at least passively), but it's enough that I know generally what I'm getting.

Musically this song doesn't stand out to me all that much, I like the rising tones during the chorus, but it actually doesn't use as many of the kind of flourishes on the top of vocals I really like about Nayutalie's tuning. The sfx in blend with the background are also really fun but for me, theming tops out anything.

When I went into the song, I wanted a cute silly fun song about psychic type pokemon that LOVED psychic types. I wanted to see them clap. And they did! There's just so many psychic types doing the classic flip back and forth dance, and isn't that, really, what makes a NayutalieN song?

Kairiki Bear's Melomeloid

So Kairiki Bear I actually spent like, a day lying in bed listening to their entire lineup on their channel lol I wanted to determine whether I liked them as a producer or if I just really liked Bug. Turned out I just really liked Bug (and venom). That's to say, I wasn't expecting something standout in this song.

I was not disappointed, but I wasn't blown away either. That's ok, I think the most important part of Kairiki Bear songs are their texture, the rhythm of the vocals mixed with the instrument. I like Bug because of its punchiness, its extremely harsh tones, and Melomeloid's are a bit softer. It's good for a song about fairy types, but it doesn't make up that loss in musicality through the melody, which makes it average to me. But! I think it really hits where fairy types lie, a cutesy "I love you" mixed with the signature sharp, kind of off tune vocals with a harsh, present beat... It screams "cute but dangerous."

A Glorious Day for Miku Yuri by EVE (it's Glorious Day)

wh what if u were a dragon type trainer and and I was a fairy type trainer and uh uh hhhhh and we were rivals............

Um ok, I just have to say, before I talk about Eve or whatever. The fact that they animate Every Miku in Voltage's art run and place them in this mikuverse where they all fight together is like, dude talk about an excellent finale. Deadass that touch alone put this to its ranking by itself.

That's not to say the music's not pulling its weight. It's Eve, and though I think is one of his weaker compositions, not being able to play into his more off beat rhythms (and having to use miku) it's still got all the bones of an extremely solid hype journey song. But to be honest, I think the music is the weakest part of Glorious Day, even if its flow is perfect for the story they're telling.

But the story..... God I do love a fully animated MV, there's just so much they put in it to make a pokemon fan happy, from the sakuga of the battle and the possible red cameo. Plus YURI!!! I love miku miku relationships I just think this one has the most potential to live in my brain rent free, so it goes up a tier. As a pokemon fan, this one's got the most for me, even if as a vocaloid fan, I wish Eve would just sing all his songs forever lol

Uh anyway thanks for listening like and comment if you want me to do this for commissioned songs for sekai i guess

[comphy-and-cozy]

hi bae happy 500 🌺 may I request #121 with mitch marner?

thanks so much love! I am not a leafs fan so this honestly felt a little blasphemous. I really don’t know much about mitch but I think this is still a cute lil bit 🤍

finishing up my 500 followers celly

Prompt: #121 “My friends get annoyed by how much I talk about you sometimes”

Pairing: Mitch Marner x Reader (f)

Word Count: 626

Warnings: Language, brief mention of cheating, some cute fluff

You’ve picked Mitch up from practice before, but today is different. Today, you walk in and feel like everyone knows a secret except you, like everyone heard the punchline of the joke and you completely missed it.

Upon seeing you, Mitch jumps up to come to your side, greeting you with a peck on your lips and a smile.

“Look out, everyone, it’s Saint Y/N,” Alex says in a mocking voice, doing a dramatic curtsy in your direction.

“Guess we’re not gonna hear from Mitchy for a few days, boys, so say your farewells now.”

“But when he does come back, all we’re gonna hear about for days is Y/N this, Y/N that,” Justin adds, then looks at you apologetically. “No offense, Y/N. You’re the shit.”

You hold your hand up with a smile. “Thank you, I think?”

Mitch rolls his eyes, letting the chirps hit him from every direction as he slips his hand in yours. “Can you shut the fuck up now?”

“He’s in love, boys, just let him be,” Mo’s voice cuts through, teasing as he sends you a wink. The love word makes you bristle slightly, a jolt of nerves coursing through your system.

“At least I’ve got a pretty girl on my arm,” Mitch finally says, like he couldn’t wait to get it out once the comeback came to him. “All you guys have is your right hand.”

A chorus of “ooooh”s mock him, his chirp doing nothing to save him from his thorough roasting. Mitch tugs your hand, flipping off the crowd of jeering boys behind him as you leave, a chorus of jeers and whipping sound effects following you out.

“You gonna tell me what all that was about?” you ask with a raised eyebrow as you approach the car.

“My friends get… annoyed by how much I talk about you sometimes,” he admits bashfully, sticking his hands in his pockets. “Obviously, it’s become kind of a thing.”

“And why is that, Mitchell?” you giggle, teasing.

Mitch’s cheeks flush like he’s 14 again, embarrassed at the call out. “Well, I thought that was obvious.”

“If it is, I’m lost.”

“I, um, well, you see —” he stutters, fumbling over his words as he shifts anxiously on his heels.

“Spit it out, Marner.”

He clears his throat, willing himself to look you in the eyes. “I love you, Y/N.”

Your eyes widen in shock, not expecting Mo’s words from earlier to be even remotely true. Your relationship with Mitch had been a whirlwind up to this point, straight out of a movie, down to the spilled coffee at the coffee shop. He’s sweet, charming, holds the door open for you, sends you a good morning text every day.

But still, there’s always been part of you that’s uncertain about his commitment to you, his fame and follower count intimidating the hell out of you — not to mention his bank account. You’ve been burned before, cheated on before, and the thought of this wonderful person betraying you in the same way is almost too much to bear, fighting your feelings for him and keeping him at arm’s length — emotionally, at least.

Until now. When he’s standing in front of you, professing his love for you like a dorky, teenage boy instead of a muscular man, a professional athlete who makes more money than you can even really fathom having. He’s looking into your eyes, searching yours, and you can see the sincerity in them, hear it in his voice.

It’s also in that moment that you let the walls come tumbling down, your hidden feelings for him bursting through the seams of your heart as you lean forward to kiss him.

“I love you, too, Mitch.”

[yanderefangirl]

Hidden

Kazutora was sitting next to his friend (Y/n) (L/n) who was eating her lunch and was avoiding making eye contact with him while blushing like crazy. It was rather adorable to say the least. That she really thought that she was actually hiding the obvious crush that she had on him. Especially with the numerous times that she had tried to confess to him, only for him to gently let her down. But she never gave up on him, which both confused Kazutora and intrigued him. He wondered what was so special about himself that his beloved friend would gain feelings for him.

He did care for her, really he did but he wasn't sure how exactly he felt about her. 

"Kazutora? Hey Kazutora."

Kazutora was pulled out of his thoughts by (Y/n) shaking him and calling his name. He turned to her and saw that she was holding another bento box. Clearly it was for him. He smiled softly at her and took it from her and opened it.

It was filled with a cherry tomato and a quail egg and lettuce and a folded egg roll and rice with small flakes of seaweed and a small hamburger and a small fruit salad with cutely cut fruit and two small cookies. She also gave him a water bottle so that he wouldn't be thirsty. He grabbed the chopsticks and gave thanks for the food and then dug it. Everything inside of the bento was perfectly made and absolutely delicious as always.

He could never remember to bring his own bento box but it was okay because (Y/n) would always be there for him. 

(12 years later)

Kazutora was anxiously waiting for his ride. He had just been released from juvenile detention. Ten years ago he had stabbed Baji for what it turned out was a lie and then stabbed and killed Kisaki after the truth was revealed. He regretted stabbing Baji but luckily Baji had survived the stabbing thanks to the unexpected arrival of (Y/n) who had been told to come to where the fight between that dumbass gang that had been created solely to destroy Mikey and Toman. Kisaki had attempted to trick Mikey into killing (Y/n), by claiming that she was the leader of the gang but Kazutora stopped that by stabbing Kisaki in his worthless throat which horrified (Y/n) who refused to look at him while he was arrested.

Kazutora had no regrets about killing Kisaki. He only wished that he had done it more cleverly and not in the open like that. He did wonder about (Y/n) sometimes and deeply missed her dearly. He had been given ten years for Kisaki's death and two years for Baji's stabbing. 

He was pulled out of his head by his ride pulling up and rolling down the driver's window.

It was Chifuyu, the two had stayed in contact during this whole time and despite the whole stabbing Baji thing had become pretty good friends and Chifuyu had agreed to pick up Kazutora today. 

"Hey Kazutora, how's it been going?"

"Well, I am out of juvenile and ready to get out into the world, so it's been going good so far." He said as he got into the passenger seat.

"That's good to hear. Hey I know that it's gonna be hard for you to find a job. So I figured I would help you out with that."

"I am not gonna be a stripper Chifuyu."

"No, no, nothing like that. You see I own a pet shop now and I figure I could use some more help. So might as well be you. Of course I am not gonna force you to work in my pet shop if you don't wanna. So what do you say? "

Kazutora thought about this generous offer for a second and then nodded his head. Chifuyu smiled and turned his attention back to the road.

"Mikey's been doing well for himself, he and Mitchy started a business that helps out troubled youth and it's pretty successful. Draken and Emma are expecting their third kid together. Their twins Emily and Hiro are starting school soon. Draken is a famous  film actor now so he and Emma won't need to worry about supporting their growing family. Smiley and Angry are running a boxing club and that's been going good from what I heard and Pah and Peh runs a few rather famous restaurants, we should drop by sometime. Hina and Micthy are gonna get married soon and they want you to be there for their wedding, in fact they want everyone from the old days to be there. Mitsuya is a rather famous fashion designer now. He always gives his friends invites to his school as long as they behave themselves. Everyone is excited to see you again Kazutora." 

"And Baji?"

"You'll see." Chifuyu said before he switched on the radio and let the music fill the silence. They drove to Chifuyu's place where Kazutora would be staying until he could get back on his feet. And then Chifuyu helped Kazutora get inside where he was greeted by his old friends. It was awkward to see them all again after what he had done but none of them seemed to hold it against him. However he couldn't help but notice that Baji and (Y/n) were missing. He asked Chifuyu about that but Chifuyu simply replied with a cryptic "You'll see" again.

The party lasted almost all night, with everyone gradually leaving. Emma and Draken were the first ones to go as they had to get back to release the babysitter from their duties. Kazutora had formally apologized to Mikey and Emma for everything before Draken and Emma left, which Mikey and Emma gracefully accepted with a hug. Mistuya was the next to leave as he had an important client who needed a rather complex dress finished by next week. Everyone else stayed behind to help clean up Chifuyu's place before they left as Mikey firmly told them to.

After the party, Kazutora went straight to his new room and just collapsed on the bed and slept for what felt like a century. When he woke up again, he smelled breakfast being made and went downstairs to the kitchen where Chifuyu was preparing some grilled fish and rice and miso soup for breakfast. Chifuyu greeted Kazutora and revealed that he had slept throughout yesterday and that it was the third day of his release which made Kazutora feel bad but Chifuyu cheered him up with a dumb joke.

He offered to help but Chifuyu refused and told Kazutora to just go to the living room and watch some TV which he did. He watched an old anime that he recalled watching with (Y/n). It had been one of her favorite shows. He wondered if it was still one of her favorite shows now. It had to be. The (Y/n) he knew would never stop liking this show.

Soon breakfast was ready and they ate together side by side and then Chifuyu took Kazutora to the pet shop and gave him a uniform which Kazutora, being so used to Juvenile, immediately tried to change into in the middle of the store which luckily hadn't been opened yet. Chifuyu stopped him and dragged him to the staff bathroom and told him to change there which he did. After getting charged, he went looking for Chifuyu who had walked off, most likely to open the store.

He heard laughing coming from the back of the store and went there and found Chifuyu and Baji laughing and joking about something. The two noticed him straight away and greeted him.

He felt extremely awkward and guilty seeing Baji again after all this time. He had no idea what to say. What do you say to someone you stabbed?

"Kazutora, you're zoning out."

"Oh sorry Chifuyu."

"Kazutora, it's been a long time, hasn't it, old friend?" Baji spoke with a more mature and adult voice than the one he had when he was in middle school which had been pretty deep.

Kazutora rubbed the back of his head unsure what to say and simply nodded.

"What's wrong? Oh are you still upset about the whole stabbing me thing? It's fine man. In fact I should be thanking you. All the ladies really dig a man with a scar. Guess you could say that it's almost scarring how much ladies I steal from other men." Baji laughed at his own joke which made Chifuyu groan and Kazutora made a noise of confusion. Baji just laughed again and hugged Kazutora which surprised Kazutora but he returned the hug anyway.

"So Baji, what are you up to nowadays?"

"I ran this pet shop with Chifuyu. Sorry about missing the party, I had to stay here to collect a delivery. I can take you some time for drinks if you wanna."

"That explains why you weren't there but what about…" Kazutora was interrupted before he could finish his question by someone coming into the back of the store, carrying a box in one hand and a broom in the other. He turned around and much to his pleasant surprise it was (Y/n). She looked almost the same from their middle school days, with a few noticeable differences such as her chest which was definitely bigger then it had been back in middle school and a few other small details but other than that it was still her. (Y/n) (L/n). 

"Oh hey, (Y/n), what are you doing here? I thought you had to work at the daycare today." Chifuyu spoke with a smile painted on his face.

"There was a lice outbreak, so no daycare until next week. So I thought I would help out at the shop today." Explained (Y/n) as she put down the broom and put the contents of the box away.

"Little Rugrats are always getting sick in some way or another. Good to see ya (Y/n) and look who it is, Kazutora got released and he's gonna be working at the shop." 

(Y/n) turned to face Kazutora and instead of giving him a hug like she always had, greeted him with a smile and a bow. 

"Good to see you again Hanemiya. I would like to apologize for my behavior back in middle school. I should have respected your boundaries and given you space the first time that you made your feelings towards me known. But don't worry, I have moved on from my feelings towards you and shall treat you like I would anyone else."

Kazutora felt his heart stop when she called him Hanemiya instead of Kazutora. What was happening? Why did his heart hurt so much hearing those words escape from her lips? It didn't make any sense to Kazutora.

No one seemed to notice his inner turmoil as they carried on talking. Chifuyu had Baji help Kazutora learn the basics and Kazutora was able to catch on quickly and efficiently but still the pain in his heart never went away. 

The next few months flew by like the wind and during that time, he had been able to talk to (Y/n) and realized why his heart had hurt so much that day. He had fallen for her but he had no idea about what to do, about the feelings he had for her and would get embarrassed around her and become unable to tell how he felt and unfortunately she mistook this as him being uncomfortable around her which caused her to try to "respect his boundaries" while also maintaining a civilized work relationship with him. But it wasn't enough for Kazutora. He wanted more. He wanted to be able to kiss her and take her out on dates and treat her like a princess. If he could go back in time he would slap himself for letting someone like (Y/n) slip through his fingers and for what? A stupid grudge against Mikey that was entirely of Kazutora's own making.

Much to his horror, she seemed to have gained feelings for Baji instead. He had to be forced to watch the two of them as they playfully flirted and teased each other. Oh how he hated it. Oh how he wanted to beat Baji senselessly for daring to put his hands on Kazutora's darling (Y/n). He didn't want to kill Baji though, just beat him up to teach him a lesson but he knew that it would just end badly. 

So he came up with a plan to get together with (Y/n). He knew that it was a bit underhanded but he was getting desperate as he had tried practically everything at this point but nothing seemed to work. 

He informed Baji that he wanted to take Baji up on his offer for drinks and invited (Y/n) and Chifuyu to come along with them. They all drank to their heart's content which everyone except for Chifuyu who was the designated driver. Soon Baji had to be driven home as he had drunk too much and tried to fight the cloak. Chifuyu took Baji home and Kazutora, who was fairly drunk, agreed to take (Y/n) home who was so drunk and tipsy that she needed help to stand and walk.

He took her home and she invited him inside. They drunkenly chatted about useless stuff and then he kissed her and she returned the kiss. He didn't know if she thought that he was Baji or what but he knew he couldn't let this chance go. 

(The next morning) 

Kazutora woke up with a screaming headache and turned over to see a naked sleeping (Y/n) next to him, her naked body was covered by the blanket and the memories of last night hit him like a truck. He got up and put on his clothes and made some breakfast for himself and (Y/n). The smell of the food cooking awakened (Y/n) from her slumber and she took a shower and got dressed in more comfy looking clothes and sat down to eat with him. It felt awkward to say the least. 

(Y/n) then spoke up and asked if they did anything together and Kazutora lied and said that they only made out and got undressed and then he couldn't remember what happened next. It was a weak and pathetic lie that seemed to relieve (Y/n) because as she stated she would hate to take advantage of Kazutora's kindness like that. They finished breakfast and cleaned up her apartment the best that they could and then left for work. Kazutora wondered on his way to work if his plan had worked like he had hoped it would.

(Three months later)

It was just a couple of days away from Takamitchy's wedding and they were having a bachelor's party for him. Hina and the girls were holding their own little bachelorette party at a cute little restaurant judging from the pics that they were posting online. Kazutora's plan had worked and (Y/n) was three months pregnant with their baby. She had been super upset about using Kazutora like that but he told her that he wasn't gonna leave her side and that they had both been drunk. So they agreed to co-parent the baby together. But Kazutora knew that eventually she would fall for him again and then they would be celebrating his wedding someday. How did he know that? Because she said his name that night and not Baji's name. So he knew that her feelings for him had never really gone away. They were just Hidden.

[miracleonice87]

Playboy Auston Matthews not expecting to fall in love but having a meet cute with a sweet reader maybe who's a student in like a cafe and just absolutely becoming infatuated with her! And she's also not looking for love necessarily especially with a playboy like Auston but they eventually slow burn into a beautiful and domestic love. And all of Austons friends are shocked how whipped he becomes for her.

this one is very specific so I don’t have much to add lol! but I could totally see Auston falling fast and hard unexpectedly for someone and then the boys (namely Willy, Kerfy, Bunts) watching him smile at his texts all the time and bail on boys’ nights to go to her place when she calls and pick up food for her and have flowers delivered while they’re on the road and they’re all like 🤨🧐😳🫢😵🤯

and then Mitchy and Willy who are both head over heels lover boys w their respective partners are watching him settle down and mature before their very eyes like.. atta boy Matts 😌😉🥹🥰😏

[jackhues]

anytime p is visiting the boys & aus, she has to take a pre game nap with them.

mama takes pics of the boys and p to their parents before waking them up

mama takes a pic for aus, sends it to him, and he puts it on the gram and willy and mitchy are demanding for pre game naps with p before she leaves

ooh, it becomes such an enforced tradition. like the boys usually take pre-game naps and p's like jumping on them "i'm joining! i'm joining!" so they let her join and they're all just knocked out for an hour while mama's watching her show and eating some spicy noodles. it's mama's fav time of game day. she takes pics of the boys and sends them to ellen and jim, who're gushing over how cute they all are.

with aus, it's the same thing. like he's about to nap, holding his arms out for peanut, who already knows the drill. she's so happy and giggly, she doesn't fall asleep for like ten minutes. mama takes a pic bcz they look cute like that, peanut sleeping on aus' chest. he posts it on ig with a simple heart caption, and mama's getting spam calls from mitchy and willy like "excuse me? that's my peanut too!"

[austronauts]

Hi bestie I'm making a presentation on Mitch to my friends (please don't ask I have immeasurable brainrot and need to get it out somehow) but I don't really know what to include to really encapsulate all of his... everything so what are your personal favourite moments/ important Mitch lore. Also if you could drop some pics of him sitting on men's laps and engaging in otherwise questionable activity that would also be appreciated lol

oh my GOD. that is SO CUTE and i am so so honored to be called upon to help you with this incredible project.

i feel like (although its in need of an update. not me doing quarterly updates of this mitch marner primer like it's my actual job) my mitch marner primer will have a lot of the content you're looking for (if you haven't already seen it flkjdlsss. apologies in advance for the insanity of this even existing) *also my matt martin tag, justin holl tag, and patrick marleau tag has a lot of adorable gifs and photos!)

random things that immediately come to mind are what justin holl and alex kerfoot and Zach hyman said about mitch that just STAY WITH ME because i feel like they convey what mitch means and is for the people around him: justin holl: “you can’t really put into words how much Mitchy means to this team” alex kerfoot [when asked about where the leafs miss mitch the most - when mitch was out with injury i think]: "we miss him everywhere" zach hyman listing the things he'd want on a desert island: mitch

Other lore stuff (this is going to be very stream of consciousness and messy...apologies in advance)

The way Mitch draws SMILEY FACES and stuff on his gloves to remind him that hockey is supposed to be fun (and sometimes he writes Z on it - presumably for Zeus. Other times he's written H on it for Hayden, a child cancer patient/friend that Mitch befriended during his London Knights Days, which you can read more about here)

THE ENTIRE ATHLETIC ARTICLE about what mitch was like during his London Knights days https://theathletic.com/2469915/2021/03/25/mitch-marner-ohl-season/. THIS IS SUCH A GOOD ARTICLE but does have a paywall…if you don’t have a subscription, copy+pasting the athletic link into here should allow you to bypass

This video of Zach asking reporters if they caught Mitch singing loudly in the lockerroom lmao. I just LOVE how every single Leaf immediately points out Mitch as the one who's most likely to always be busting out into song and dance. I just know he was a Gleek when he was younger i just KNOW IT

What Jon Cooper says about Mitch. i just know jon cooper is smackin his lips somewhere out there wanting to sign mitch to play for him. Coops i know what you are

The way it's literally IMPOSSIBLE for mitch to go ANYWHERE or do anything without acquiring at least 3-5 doting father figures who want to kidnap him and squeeze him like a stress ball (same)

EVERY. SINGLE. THING about the 2015 NHL draft class and the friendship between connor dylan and mitch. every single thing

The way Mitch takes ANY and EVERY opportunity he can to gas auston and his teammates up! and his general inability to chirp anyone without immediately backtracking (most noticeable in the leaf to leaf with matt martin) and being a big loser about it. I know he always says he LOVES getting under his friends' skin and being annoying but i feel like this is like the time he asserted "he was thick for his size"? aka patently false but we love the DELUSION for you, babygirl! no but fr - it is generally impossible for mitch to get through any media appearance without complimenting or referring to auston at LEAST once. that boy is a simp to the core for auston matthews. this i think is even sweeter because - idk about now - but it's pretty clear that mitch's dad saw auston as a massive rival to mitch and a threat to mitch's potential success with the leafs? so mitch's friendship with auston and general "HEART EYES HUMINA HUMINA AWOOOGA HES SO GOOD HES MY BIG BOY HES MY MASSIVE MAN" demeanor about auston is all...in spite of his dad

The way he's never met a goalie he hasn't fallen in love with

The way he loves all dogs and kids (and the way kids seem to gravitate toward him). he's a CARICATURE of a man.

The way he complains and whines SO much whenever his teammate posts a photo without tagging him, even if he's not even in the photo. the constant need for attention. the babygirl behavior!

The way he sTILL HATES VEGETABLES and distrusts soup because of the texture and YET will make "ice cream soup" by mixing it with a spoon until it's all melted before he eats it. like what the fuck? what the fuck.

his utterly guileless warmth and happiness and enthusiasm for LIFE, hockey, and his PALS. he's a little stupid sometimes but he's so sweet and so CUTE and just a little k-pop group maknae-coded man

The way he melts himself into older players' families so thoroughly their kids believe that mitch is actually one of them

Moments of Mitch sitting on other players' laps or generally needing to be the most tactile physical-affection craving baby:

mitch and matt napping and spooning

this just makes me laugh bc mitch...wat are u doin

anyway, i will end this with what my friend said about mitch: i think once you're friends with mitch you just accept that he will be cuddling and spooning and draping himself over you. look. all these men clearly have the tired expressions of 'look, mitch just happened to me i didnt have a choice.'

[the-invisible-queer]

Arguably Despite the irl Nick Jonas behavior towards his wife, none of his characters really read “simp for significant other” to me, sadly. Except for the “careful what you wish for” guy.

All of Joes characters seem to just radiate it tho. 🤔

Joe exudes simp sub energy even when he doesn't mean to

It's so strong that they wrote it into his second episode of Hot in Cleveland - Will takes direction in the bedroom very well 👀

That's just who he is

He can't help it

I mean let's be real this IS the man that gave us "Be Mean" and "Pay My Rent"

He said tie me up and let me be your sugar baby in the same breath

All of Joe's characters ever are simps and we love that for him

Literally Joe L. was fighting with Stella and calls her gorgeous mid fight

Such a simp for her he remembered the day he met her but can't remember his own brother's birthdays - he also forgot her birthday but let's ignore that

And Shane is SUCH a simp for Mitchie he decided to dedicate his whole summer to spending it at Camp Rock because he knew that's what she wanted to do and he wanted to get to know her and take her on cute romantic dates

[nylwnder]

all i want for christmas is you | mitch marner

a/n: i’m sorry the series went completely off schedule but i’m back and pls enjoy the remaining 5 <3

warnings: fluffy, friends to lovers (yet again haha)

word count: 1.3k

taglist: @bb-nhlqueen7 , @sebbyaho , @swedishprince88 , @nilspettersson , @boqvistsbabe , @oliviapangburn118 , @brandtsclarke , @stars-canucks , @drei-mrssvechii , @joeljuice

inspired by: all i want for christmas is you by mariah carey

series masterpost: 10 days of christmas

the whole scotiabank arena cheered as the maple leafs scored yet another goal - leading by 4. i smiled as i looked down at the ice with my friend. the captain, john tavares had scored with a saucy pass by the one and only mitch marner.

i watch as mitch cellys with his teammates, a huge smile plastered on his face. his eyes move towards the crowd and he catches mine, his smile only growing just like me.

the game ended not too long after, but everyone waited as they announced the three stars of the game. when mitch came out, gaining the third star, he threw his stick to a kid not too far from my seats. before he headed back into the tunnel, he mouthed ‘wait for me by the locker room’.

mitch and i had just reconnected a few months ago after not talking for around four years. we used to be super close friends at school but i went to study abroad and mitch pursued his hockey career so we just fell out. but the day i saw him again, i had feelings rushing over me just like the ones i always used to have.

victoria and i got up as a security guard led us to where the locker room was. “the femine urge to just walk into that locker room” she joked as she eyed the doors. i laughed, not lying that i was feeling the same thing.

“so are you going to be spending christmas with mitchy?” she asked, curious if he’s let me know of any plans yet. “well i want to! he leaves for a road trip tonight, but he’s scheduled to get back by christmas eve” i said, happy as i picture all the cute things we could be able to do once he gets back.

“hey y/n!!” he says as he walks out and hugs me, “hiiii mitch!!, oh um, mitch this is victoria” i said as i guided him to her direction. he smiled and he hugged her as well “hi, nice to meet you! did you study abroad with y/n too?” she smiled, “yeah, we found out we were both from toronto on the first day!”

he nodded, “well i’m happy you weren’t alone alone” mitch said as he looked over at me. i smiled in return as others came out and we parted to make some room.

“oh wait, mitch is that her??” one of the boys asked as he walked up and put a hand on mitchy’s shoulder. mitch looked down shyly as he nodded, “yeah, y/n this is willy, willy that's y/n and her friend victoria” he says. the blonde walked up with a smile and hugged both victoria and i. “its nice to meet the two of you! and y/n, we’ve heard a ton about you. give him some good luck for the road trip if you can” willy says as he winks and walks away.

i laughed as mitch led us out to the private parking lot. “wow willy is cute” victoria whispers in my ear quickly, smirking. as we stopped near the bus, victoria said “i’ll head over to the car, leave you two to have a minute” i nodded as she walked to the direction of the car.

as i looked back to mitch, his sad and tired eyes were staring at me. “so the long road trip….” i said. “yeah,” he takes a deep breath “i’m going to be home on the 24th, and i um, i wanted to ask if you’d ahh like to ummm…”

“he’d like it if you'd spend christmas at his place cause he’s pretty lonely” a boy with dark hair said as he walked away quickly. mitch turned around and gave the man a vex stare. “well yeah” he says, his face red and his eyes looking around before he settles on you.

i smile, it’s what i wanted in the first place and i didn’t even know if he’d want the same thing so i said “yes, of course, i don’t have much plans for myself anyways” a smile popped on his face, “great!! okay, well i’ll call you then”

“sounds good!!” i say as i hug him; it ends up being one of those types of hugs where you have to force yourself to let go even if you don’t want to at all. i wait as he jogs to his bus and waves right before he goes in. i grin to myself as i walk to my car.

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the 24th of december came, mid noon as i sat in my living room taking a nap on the couch. the was until my phone began ringing, i picked up as i saw mitch’s picture appear on my screen “hey mitch, what’s up?”

“hey y/n, have you seen outside?!” he asked, “ummm no my curtains are down but hold on,” i got up and walked to my windows, the whole city was covered with a sheet of snow, and the visibility staggering as more snow was coming down “oh wow” i said.

he laughed a bit, “yup, it’s even worse here in edmonton” i turned back to my couch, “so you’re not coming back today are you?” i asked.

i heard a door closing and a loud sigh before mitch answered, “yup. we’re hoping it clears by the night time but knowing canada’s bipolar weather, that probably won’t happen”

now it was my turn to sigh, “i was really looking forward to seeing you today” i said with a sluggish tone. “me too, me too”

“mitch?” i asked softly. “yeah?”

“if i won’t be able to see you today, or even tomorrow, i wanted to get something off my chest” i said, bringing up the courage to say what i was planning on saying - i was hoping there would be a fire behind us and whip cream moustaches from our hot coco. “what is it?” he asks.

“well, since i saw you for the first time in a couple years i had so many feelings rush over me-” i took a deep breath, “the whole time we were friends in middle school and high school i really really-”

“i love you” mitch says quickly. i could tell there was a bit of panic laced in his actions, but maybe i was also just taking too long to spit it out. “yeah, me too” i say shyly.

“i know how you feel, trust me the amount of times i wanted to tell you and the few times i tried” a nervous laugh escaped his lips. “so i wasn’t alone” i said, snickering a bit.

“you never were” i could hear his smile on the other side, which only made me have one myself. “okay can you try to come home as soon as you can? i really need one of your hugs right now haha” i said cuddling into my couch once again.

“i promise” he says, before a voice comes and tells him something. we said our goodbyes and ended the call. i started to find some available work postings i could apply to and other things i needed to do before the night fall. i also called my parents even though i saw them a day ago. without knowing, i fell asleep at some point and awoke with a few sounds coming from my door.

confused, i wiped my eyes and slowly walked to the door, looking through the peephole first. when i saw the light brown hair and blue eyes through the small circular window, i immediately opened the door and swung myself onto mitch.

i heard him laugh as his equipment bag fell to the ground. “mitchy!!” i said, hugging him even tighter. “i’m here y/n” he says as he snuggles his head into my hair.

i let go of him as i pull him inside, “what time is it?” i asked as he grabbed his bag and put it near the door, kicking off his shoes and following me to my room. “around 4 in the morning” he says as i drag him down to my bed with me.

“and i get to have what i wanted after all” i say as he puts me under the covers and holds me tight. “we both do” he says, placing a kiss on my head.

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[osakunt]

He y

Can i request takemitchi with a fem! (Or gn if ud like!!!) S/o?? But they are very good at all things medical?? So when she comes to visit takemitchi they see him and a bunch of other members hurt and shes instantly starts patching them up? Mf gives some of them lolipops and a good pat on the head and calls them good like 😭 miss??? Are u god????

But shes gives takemitchi VIP treatment (not in that sense sobs) gives him,,,hello kitty bandages,,,, and uses hello kitty themed instruments to patch him up.. Sorry this ended up being to long a h a

Also, can it be a drabble? Thank u!! Im sorry ;;

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➟ Takemichi x Female reader

➟ Mitchi do be getting beat the fuck up tho🏃🏻‍♀️ I feel like this came out a little long, but enjoy my love <3 !!!!

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Takemitchi frowns seeing the message pop up on his screen saying “I’ll be there in 5. See you soon <3” how was he going to meet up with you right now. When he was beat the fuck up. Not only was he beat up but he was with a few others too. Who exactly ? Toman members. Those including Chifuyu, Peh-yan, Inui, and of course Hakkai.

You saw a fake blond and a few others trying to stop their oozing noses or relieve their swollen lips and cheeks. “Take ? Takemitchi….can’t say I’m surprised” you sigh making your way to his aid. Your legs take another route when you turn to see the one familiar blond with a scar whose nose was just not stopping. Lifting up your head, you see Hakkai’s lip also bleeding. Thus making you forget about a certain someone.

Going for Inui’s aid and the others - you bandage up some cuts and stabilize his nose and the others you quickly patch them up. “Here’s a lollipop” you bend down to Hakkai’s height as he is sitting down. His eyes glow taking the candy and you smile giving the others candy and a pats on the head. When you remember about Takemichi, you quickly go his way - looking him over and starting to clean his cuts.

Once done the other’s look over to the blond and poke fun at all the the band-aids with little characters on them and bright colors “there you go” you kiss his cheeks packing up your cute little Hello Kitty themed medical instruments. ▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂

[svnflowervol666]

hey! can you write one where harry invites y/n and his band mates out for drinks and they try to hand her a drink but she reveals she previously by saying like “you can’t drink when your pregnant” ...

Word Count: 2.3k

A/N: I combined this one with a request for where Harry constantly refers to Y/N as his “ex-girlfriend,” because they’re engaged now. ((Super cute. Super corny. Makes my heart mush. Anyway.)) Kinda short but still sweet. I hope you enjoy it nonetheless! Take care and TPWK.

“There she is!” 

His voice is drowned out by clanking glasses and the heavy bass of whatever rock song was playing through the shitty speakers in the corner of the room, but it was unmistakable nonetheless. Followed by his “greeting” were the shouts and howls of the rest of the bunch, most of them raising their glass in honor of her (late) arrival.

“My ex-girlfriend!”

Harry, despite his inebriated state, smiled widely and welcomed her as protectively as he always had in the past few weeks - relieving her person of any bags or extra weight, this time being her coat and purse which he hung on the brass hooks underneath the bar table, and inspecting her facial expression for any signs of discontent or worry. He couldn’t pinpoint the exact moment when he kicked his “dad-mode,” tendencies into overdrive, but it certainly began on that rainy, Thursday night in their shared bathroom as they sat against the wall of the bathtub with four positive pregnancy tests in both of their hands.

“Really wish you’d stop calling me that, Har,” she sneered as he helped her shake her arms loose from her coat.

“One of these days you’re gonna cause a scene.”

“'S true, though,” the drunken boy giggled.

“You’re not m’ girlfriend anymore. You’re my fiance.”

She shook her head and rolled her eyes at his antics, intending to pull him in for a quick hug and kiss when her attention was drawn away from her curly-headed brunette and towards the man of the hour.

“Y/N!” 

“Hello, birthday boy,” her voice was mellow against the drunken slur that had started to take over her friend, Mitch’s.

“‘S not very nice of you to be late to my party,” he slurred as he pulled her in rather harshly for a bone-crushing hug.

“Sorry, got caught up with some work stuff,” Y/N managed to get out through a chuckle in between Mitch’s squeezing.

She saw Harry stiffen out of the corner of her eye, like he was torn between yelling something akin to, “Take it easy on her, mate. She’s pregnant for christ’s sake,” or letting the interaction play out. He knew he wasn’t allowed to do the former, as they’d agreed to wait until they could have all of their friends and family over at the same time to tell them the good great news, so Harry opted to let Mitch hug her extra tight despite his unrealistic, dramatic worries that he’d crush her fragile frame or hurt the baby in some way. She made sure to send a reassuring smile Harry’s way when Mitch let her go from his grasp.

Short and sweet was her greeting to Sarah, both of them opting to kiss one another on the cheek.

“Let me see it one more time,” her voice was quiet amongst the chatter of the bar, almost sounding like a whisper.

Y/N felt the heat climbing to her cheeks as she let Sarah take her hand in hers to examine the ring on her fourth finger. The band was gold and slim, adorned with a dainty yet sizeable single diamond in the very center. 

“So pretty,” she gushed, admiring the way the gem flittered, even in the dim, tungsten-glow of the bar.

Y/N muttered a quiet “thank you,” before making her away back to the other side of the table where Harry was waiting for her with an outstretched arm, yearning to get back to what they had been doing before Y/N had to make her rounds.

As he wrapped his arms around her shoulders, Y/N caught wind of the tequila on his breath. She tasted it too, when she pecked his lips quickly and - oh god, did she taste stout as well? Maybe she’d end up taking care of him later tonight when his head was stuck in the toilet, but that seemed plenty fair considering how often Harry had been doing the same exact thing for her here lately.

“Yeh alright? Had me all worried when ya said you’d be late,” Harry’s question was asked lowly so that only she could hear.

Harry had been with Mitch and Sarah all day celebrating, hence this was the first time he’d seen Y/N since this morning when he kissed her and sent her off to work.

Y/N nodded and smiled, though her face led Harry to believe differently.

“Got sick when I got home from the office. Just took me a little bit longer to get out the door,” she shrugged, insinuating that it wasn’t a big deal, but that she wasn’t feeling one hundred percent ready-to-party either.

“Baby,” Harry half-scolded her, feeling a good portion of his buzz leave his body when Y/N mentioned that she hadn’t felt well.

“Why didn’t yeh just tell me you were sick? Coulda came home and sat with you.”

“I wasn’t going to ask you to ditch your best friend’s birthday dinner just because I was throwing up for the fifteenth time this week,” she was stern in her words and made it clear that she was fine.

“I’m alright. I promise.”

Harry’s jaw softened at her proclamation, the muscles in his torso easing up from their tense position.

“Oi! Will you two stop whispering and get drunk with me?!” Mitch shouted across the table, bursting the bubble that had temporarily surrounded the couple whilst they talked about their sweet little secret that they were dying to tell everyone about.

“You,” Mitch pointed his finger towards Y/N’s head.

“Shots. Now,” he gestured to the bartender making drinks on the opposite end of where their table was.

Both Y/N and Harry chuckled nervously, unsure of how to work around the fact that Y/N couldn’t drink without spilling the beans.

“Think I need to get some food in my stomach before I do that. Why don’t you take Harry,” Y/N urged Harry forward by his shoulder and prayed it would be enough to entertain the drunk boy.

“Fine,” Mitch glared.

“It’ll just make it hard for you to catch up later then!”

He grabbed Harry by the bicep and cleared through the crowd of people in order to get his liquor he was so keen about.

The conversation with Sarah was light, mostly about what all they’d done today and bets on if Mitch would end up needing to be babied for the rest of the night. Y/N successfully dodged Sarah’s questions about the wedding and how planning was going along, chalking it up to busy work schedules and failing to come to an agreement on a venue and date.

“Harry’s dead set on a summer wedding, but I’m fighting for a winter date,” she dismissed through a nervous chuckle when the reality was that they were unsure how to navigate planning a wedding around the arrival of their baby to make any more decisions.

It seemed like ages passed before the two men returned. Y/N was picking at the fries and sipping on the ginger ale Harry had ordered her before she’d gotten there but was interrupted when Harry and Mitch came barrelling back to the table.

He was drunk. Quite drunk. And Y/N knew that because his body felt even warmer and his eyes looked even hazier than before he’d left. She imagined they definitely had more than once shot at the bar, but she didn’t have much time to ponder that before she felt his hands snake around her waist and rest on her hips. She reciprocated his touch, looping her arms around his shoulders and laying her head against his chest.

“Love you,” Harry muttered into the soft spot between her jaw and ear, then his hands wormed their way under her shirt to rest on the underside of her tummy.

“Love you too,” he said again.

She could feel him smile against her skin as he cradled her almost non-existent baby bump from underneath her oversized sweater. Harry was the only one who saw her regularly enough to notice the minute changes her body had been going through. To everyone else, she still looked like plain, old Y/N.

“We love you more, but if you don’t stop canoodling me in the middle of this bar,” Y/N began, speaking light-heartedly and quietly in his ear, “Everyone’s going to find out and you won’t get to have that announcement party you’ve been planning for weeks now.”

Harry sighed, knowing she was right, and loosened his hold on her tummy and opting to sling an arm over her shoulder to at least keep her close instead.

“I know what you’re up to,” Mitch glared at the two of them from across the table.

This gained the attention of not only Y/N and Harry but Sarah as well. Everyone turned to look at Mitch, anticipating what he was going to say next.

“And what would that be, Mitchy?” Y/N toyed.

A pout formed on his face, arms quickly crossed his chest as he huffed.

“You’re trying to get out of here and leave me all alone on my birthday.”

“Guess I’m not even here then. I’m a hallucination,” Sarah baited with a roll of her eyes.

“We’re not trying t’ leave ya, mate. Promise,” Harry stuck his pinky out across the table as a gesture of sincerity.

“Are too.”

Mitch’s drunken rambles were beginning to sound quite childish now and became more amusing by the second.

“Are not, honey bun,” Y/N requited.

“Liars. Both of you.”

Mitch launched a bunched up straw wrapper in Harry’s direction that bounced off of his most prominent curl and landed somewhere near his feet.

“Where would we even go, hmm?” Harry taunted, resting his chin on the knuckles of his free hand that was leaned against the table.

“What could we possibly planned tha’ would be better than spending time with you lot on your birthday?”

They watched as Mitch’s remaining sobriety fought hard for an answer, but ultimately giving into his drunkness and murmuring, “Don’t know! Probably going off to screw each other or something!”

The table burst into laughter, and Y/N hid her face in Harry’s chest out of embarrassment. 

“Wouldn’t surprise me actually,” Sarah quipped before taking a huge sip of her cocktail.

“Look. Here’s the deal,” Mitch tried his best in his drunken stupor to be serious.

“Prove to me that you’re not gonna leave me and take another shot.”

“Fine,” Harry shrugged.

“Let’s go back t’ the bar then.”

He started to pull Mitch along but was stopped suddenly.

“No,” Mitch was quick to intervene.

“Y/N too. If you both drink, you can’t drive home and leave me,” he said proudly as if his idea was the smartest thing he’d ever come up with.

She knew it was only Mitch being sloppy drunk and acting like the idiot he always was, but Y/N couldn’t help but feel her palms begin to sweat. They couldn’t tell Mitch the real reason why she couldn’t drink with the group tonight, so she was quickly wracking her brain for another excuse now that she’d filled her belly with french fries since giving her last one.

But there was no need to think any further, as Harry stepped in for her.

“She can’t do tha’, mate. Now, c’mon. Let’s get some more tequila. Looks like Sarah needs another drink as well, hmm?”

Harry pinched his nose in annoyance. He was trying his hardest to keep this all under wraps, but Mitch was making it extremely difficult.

“Who are you? Her keeper? Telling her what she can and can’t do?” Mitch yelled.

“No, you nunce. She can’t drink because yeh can’t drink when you’re pregn-”

Fuck.

Harry clapped his hand over his mouth before he finished his sentence, but it was too late. He wasn’t sure what he was thinking when he said it. Wasn’t even sure if he was thinking at all, to be completely honest. He silently prayed that neither Mitch nor Sarah heard him, but he quickly realized that was untrue when they both stared between him and Y/N with wide eyes.

“Y/N L/N. Are you pregnant?” Sarah was the first to speak up.

Y/N felt like she was stuck in place, only able to look at Harry with a racing chest and her mouth agape. 

“I, um, I - yes?” It came out as more of a question due to her state of shock.

“I’m so fuckin’ sorry. Holy shit,” Harry exclaimed as he went back to Y/N’s side to console her.

He was spiraling in fear that Y/N was angry with him, but it was mostly the alcohol making him think so.

“You’re having a baby?” Mitch’s voice was unusually quiet for how loudly he had been yelling just moments ago.

“Yeah. We are,” she was laughing nervously as she spoke.

“Sorry that Harry ruined the surprise. We wanted to have a big party and tell everyone at the same time, but I guess the cat’s out of the bag for you guys.”

She rubbed Harry’s back with her palm, a silent reassurance for Harry that she wasn’t upset with him. Mitch and Sarah, however, they couldn’t read.

Mitch said nothing, only leaving his position beside Sarah to go stand in between Y/N and Harry. He looked at them both with an expression that resembled both anger and confusion, which only added to their discomfort.

In a split second, he had his arms around both of them, hugging them tightly.

“Holy shit! This is the best birthday present ever. Uncle Mitch and Aunt Sarah. What the fuck?!” he was rambling now, beaming from ear to ear as he ran over to pull Sarah, who was also losing her shit, just in her own seat and not on top of Harry and Y/N, into the group hug.

Their eyes caught each other in the midst of the friend-sandwich they were being forced to be a part of. A smile and knowing look were exchanged between them and they knew, despite it not coming out in the most fashionable way, their precious little bub would be surrounded by people that loved them dearly.

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Ohhh ok something that partially happened while I was working at a garage. Mechanic frankie catching you after you trip when coming to look at your car. He apologises for getting your clothes dirty but of course he is forgiven as how could you not when he offers you dinner to make up for it

[mechanic!frankie masterlist]

Warnings: I mentioned that mechanic!frankie is a widower and he talks about his wife briefly here.

A/N: I’m writing this as a continuation to this.

“What seems to be the problem today, ma’am?” Frankie asked playfully as you got out of your car. You thought for a moment then smiled at him.

“Oil change?” You shrugged.

“Are you asking or telling me?” he teased, chuckling when you made a face. “You know, I think this is the third time you’ve brought your car in for an oil change,” he joked.

“Frankie...”

“I know, I know.” He smiled and watched as you walked toward him. Suddenly his smile fell when you took a wrong step and went falling. He caught you just in time--his arms wrapped around you and his hands pressed to your back.

“Thank you,” you breathed. “Some meet-cute, huh?” You hoped he never let go, but he had to. He made a face as you stood up straight again. “What?”

“Shit...I’m sorry.” He gestured to your shirt which was now smudged with the motor oil and whatever else from the front of his coveralls. “I’ll, uh, I’ll pay for the dry cleaning.”

“Frankie, don’t be ridiculous. It’s just a shirt. I didn’t exactly dress for tripping and falling into your arms today,” you said with a smile.

“Well, if you won’t let me do that for you at least let me make you dinner.” As he expected, you looked at him, shocked. “Yes, I can cook. And don’t worry, I make sure my hands are clean first.” He held up his greasy hands and you laughed.

“Tonight?” you asked and he nodded. “So...does this count as that date we’re supposed to go on?”

“If you want it to.”

“More than anything,” you said in a breathy tone that you quickly covered up by clearing your throat. 

“Okay great,” he said happily and you stared at him. “Uh...”

“I need your address.”

“Oh! Right. You can follow me over here.” He looked back, “Just watch your step.”

You rolled your eyes. “Very funny.”

He wrote down his address and passed you the piece of paper. “That’s me. What time is good for you?” he asked.

“Whatever time is good for you. I know you need time to get home and cook and stuff so you tell me.”

“7:30 good?” he suggested.

“That’s fine. I’ll see you then.” You turned and started to walk away.

“I promise your shirt will stay clean unless you’re a messy eater or something,” he called behind you.

You stopped and turned to him again. “You’re full of jokes today, aren’t you? Should I bring anything?”

“Just yourself.” He nodded as you waved goodbye and got into your car. One of his workers cleared his throat and when Frankie turned to him, he was grinning. “All right. Get back to work.” He threw a rag at him and went into his office.

You sat in the car in front of his house for a few minutes before getting out and walking to his door. When he opened it, his smile grew and so did his dimple--something you found completely endearing.

“You’re here,” he said, welcoming you inside.

“Did you think I wouldn’t show?” you asked as you looked around.

“I don’t know but I’m happy you’re here.” He stood there for a moment. “I would offer to take your coat, but you don’t have one.” You sensed what was wrong right away.

“When’s the last time you had someone come over for dinner?” you asked.

“Uh...long time. Obvious, huh?” He laughed awkwardly.

You put your hands on his arms. “It’s okay, Frankie.”

“Yeah...yeah, you’re right. Can I get you anything? I have whiskey, wine, and beer...unless you just want some water or soda.”

“I’m fine for now.” You took a deep breath. “Whatever you’re making smells delicious.”

“Thanks. Still got about ten minutes. Is that okay? You don’t mind waiting?”

“Not at all.” You finally took your hands from his arms.

“Make yourself comfortable. Shout if you need anything.” He walked to the kitchen and you began walking around the living room. It was very simple and neat and he obviously had a dog judging by the box of toys in the corner. You walked over to the small fireplace and looked at the pictures on the mantle. You giggled at the one of him when he was young, smiling brightly, with the same dimple present.

“You were in the military?” you asked loudly enough for him to hear as you picked up the photo of him in his BDU.

“Yup, army,” he responded.

You replaced a photo and looked at the next one--it was of a beautiful woman with a lovely smile.

“She died,” Frankie said and you turned to face him. “My wife. Three years ago now.”

“I’m sorry, Frankie.” You turned to put the photo back then touched it gently. “She was beautiful.”

“Yeah...dinner’s served,” he said with a small smile. You walked over and touched his arm. He led you into the kitchen and pulled a chair out for you.

“Thank you.”

“Drink?” He waited for your answer.

“I’ll take a beer,” you said and he nodded. Little by little, you were making your way into his heart--a heart he had guarded for three years. He placed the bottle in front of you and you thanked him. “Now, are you gonna tell me what we’re having?”

“It’s Chilean Ajiaco,” he said as he sat down. “Tell me what you think.”

“Okay...” You picked up your spoon then looked back up only to see Frankie watching you. “You’re really gonna watch me do this, huh?”

“Yup.”

“Fine.” You ate a spoonful, closing your eyes at the taste. “Okay...wow!” The serious look on Frankie’s face changed to a smile.

“Good?” he asked and you nodded. “Ha!”

“Excuse my language but this is fucking delicious, Frankie.” You took another spoonful and he chuckled.

“I’m glad you think so.”

Over dinner, you two talked about everything from your childhood to his time in the military. You found out he was a helicopter pilot and was an only child. When he began cleaning up, you found yourself looking at him and enjoying the way he looked without his coveralls...again. He nearly caught you looking a few times.

“Need some help?” you asked.

“I’ll wash ‘em later. Want another beer? We can continue our conversation in the living room...if you want.”

“Sure.”

He grabbed two more beers and walked into the living room with you, sitting on the large sofa. You joined him there as he opened your beer for you.

“It’s been a long time since I’ve done something like this,” you confessed.

“Really?”

“Yeah. You wanna know something else?” you asked and he lifted his eyebrows. “This is probably the best first date I’ve ever had.”

He scoffed. “You’re just saying that.”

“No, I mean it. The food was delicious, the company was...great. Thank you for this.” You lifted your beer and he carefully tapped his bottle against yours.

When it came time for you to leave, you both lingered at the door. You stood outside while he casually leaned against the doorframe.

“You good to drive?” he asked.

“I only had two beers, Frankie,” you reminded him.

“I’m still allowed to worry,” he said.

“Thanks again. I had so much fun.” You hesitated for a minute. “Maybe next time I can cook for you.”

“Next time? You...wanna do this again?” He pointed between the two of you.

“I do.” You stood there for a moment before moving closer and hugging him. “I really do.”

“Oh...” When he hugged back, you had never felt safer in your life. You pulled back a little and looked at him before moving in slowly and kissing the corner of his lips.

“Goodnight Frankie.”

“Goodnight,” he said quietly. He waited until you drove away to go inside, touching the corner of his mouth gently and smiling excitedly. 

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Got any Portwell s3 headcanons or things you wanna see happen?

I don't have any headcanons since S3 hasn't started yet (I usually only headcanon things that either happened between canon scenes or after a show's final season), but I do have some storylines or shippy interactions that I'm hoping to see for Portwell in season 3 or beyond (or that would just be really cute).

A duet.

A dance scene.

Campfire scene.

Going out on a lake in a rowboat (Camp Rock 2 Shane/Mitchie style).

Stargazing.

Handholding.

One or more hugs.

Forehead kiss.

Forehead touching (idk if this is at all likely on a Disney show, but it's one of my favourite shippy interactions so I always hope to get it).

EJ and Gina individually realising that they're in love with the other.

Both of them having their own insecurities about saying I love you and EJ talking about it with Nini while Gina talks about it with Ricky. Nini could help EJ realise that their issues didn't start because EJ said I love you too soon, and Ricky could help Gina realise what it feels like when you're in love by talking about Nini.

A love confession.

Portwell calling each other "babe".

EJ making a video for Gina. As cute as the idea of one of them writing a song for the other is, I prefer something that's a bit more specific to their interests and talents.

Gina making something for EJ to wear and him proudly wearing it (bonus points if she wears his Duke sweatshirt at the same time).

Portwell going on a double date with one of the other ships. Redlyn would be my first choice, but I really don't mind who it ends up being.

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Auston and Amelia, maybe one where all the guys mock Auston because he is alway clingy to and talking of Amelia. Maybe different scenarios one where they are on the road, or in bars or in games, thanks!

A.N. HI!! SO this one was fun to write. I hope it was similar to what you wanted because I got a little carried away while writing this. I also drew a lot of inspiration from the podcast Spittin’ Chiclets Interview Auston Matthews. He talks about how he was annoyed that Morgan Rielly got a girlfriend and I find it really funny. Also sorry the ending was a bit rushed. 

Word Count: 1,914

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“Hi, I’d like a tall bud light and a strawberry lemonade,” I grinned politely at the bartender. He grinned sweetly at me as he nodded his head. I was currently out at the bars with Auston, his teammates, and their wives and girlfriends.

“Sure thing that'll be $10.00,” he said, placing the beer in front of me. I handed him my credit card as I waited for my drink.

“Hey sweet thang,” Auston whispered into my ear as he wrapped one of his arms around me, blocking me into the corner. I grinned as he pressed a kiss to my cheek. He reached around me and grabbed the beer off the counter taking a sip. His face scrunched up for a moment.

“Beer?” he asked. He had originally been drinking vodka lemonades but I was planning to leave soon and he honestly didn't need any more vodka. He took another sip before setting it back down on the bar counter and leaning against me, his head tucked into my neck. He placed a light kiss on my neck before pulling back slightly.

“Are you waiting on a drink?” he asked, leaning his head against mine. I nodded my head and grinned as the bartender walked over with my card and drink. I picked up my strawberry lemonade and grinned at Auston as I took a drink. He reached out grabbing it from me when I was finished.

“No alcohol in this?” he questioned confused.

“Noo I wanted it. It’s so good,” I said, taking another blissful sip. He grinned fondly at me before picking his beer up.

“Your cute,” he said through a hidden grin behind his cup. My cheeks immediately flushed as my eyes darted out to the dance floor spotting Steph and Mitchy. I turned around holding my drink and put my empty hand on Auston's chest. He wrapped his arms around me pulling me in. As I went to respond I was cut off.

“Matts. Amelia!” Willy exclaimed, throwing his arms around the two of us. Auston and I laughed as we leaned into the touch.

“You guys are just so cute,” Willy grinned, swaying us. I laughed as I elbowed Willy away so that we could move farther from the bar. Auston immediately moved back to my side stepping behind me slightly and pulling me back against his chest.

“Auston is always getting his hands on Amelia,” Willy exclaimed, turning to Zach Hyman who had joined us. I laughed loudly as I leaned back into Auston.

“How could he resist this,” I said, moving my hands up and down my body in an exaggerated motion sending a wink WIlly’s way. He laughed loudly.

“Amelia is definitely out of Auston’s league,” Mitch said as he walked to us placing a hand on Auston's shoulder.

“Really Mitchy,” Auston quipped.

“So out of your league Auston,” Steph teased leaning off of MItch's shoulder. I shared a laugh with Auston as I pat his cheek.

“Your perfect babe,” I grinned. He smiled gratefully at me as he leaned in and pressed a quick kiss to my lips. He pulled away and I blushed bright red as I saw all our friends staring at us.

“I’ve never seen Auston smile so much in my life,” Jack joked as he approached us.

“Amelia makes him smile,” Freddie said, turning to face him. I blushed leaning further into Auston. He tightened his arms that were wrapped around me and pressed his lips to the side of my face.

“They are just a bunch of bullies,” he teased. I tilted my head up with a laugh.

“Oh for sure,” I grinned.

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“Look at how good this looks,” I said showing Auston my plate of food. He was away on a long road trip through the states and we had been facetiming for the last twenty minutes because he didn't have a game tonight.

“Oh yeah that looks good babe,” Auston said, taking a good look at the camera.

“Thanks, what are you up to tonight?” I questioned taking a seat on the couch and setting my phone on my leg.

“Some of the guys want to go out to the bars and then others want to play video games in the room,” he explained leaning back against his bed frame.

“Oh and what do you think you'll do?” I asked as I started to eat my food.

“Talk to you,” he grinned lazily at the camera. I grinned to myself as I took another bite.

“Oh yeah?” I quipped back.

“Yeah. What are you wearing?” he asked through a lazy grin. I laughed loudly as I held the camera up and showed my body that was in a Leaf's sweatshirt and my lacy blush pink underwear.

“Take a look for yourself,” I teased.

“God I wish I was home,” he groaned. I smiled pushing my plate away from me and stood up to walk to the bedroom.

“Me too,” I said as I crawled onto the bed and spread out.

“I miss you so much. I miss you putting your hands on me,” I moaned out lightly as I put my hands on myself.

“Oh babe I miss touching you,” he breathed out. As I went to respond we were cut off by the door opening and Mitchy walking in.

“Really,” Auston groaned to the ceiling.

“Oops did I interrupt something?” Mitch said smiling smugly at Auston. I laughed loudly as Auston threw his head back against the headboard with another groan.

“Mitch go away,” Auston whined, rolling his eyes. I gave Auston a look as I shook my head. I was not about to have facetime sex with him after being caught like that.

“The guys want to know if you're going out or going to Willys but considering you're talking to Amelia I’m going to guess you're doing neither,” Mitch teased Auston. We were suddenly interrupted by loud banging on the door.

“Auston get off the phone with Amelia and come out to the bars with us,” Willy called loudly through the door.

“You don’t know I’m on the phone with Amelia,” Auston said back offended.

“Dude you literally are on the phone with her,” Mitch exclaimed through a laugh. I grinned as I sat up in the bed.

“Let me guess Auston’s not coming out with us because he’s on the phone with Amelia,” I heard Mo say.

“Mo you can’t say shit remember when you blew me off to hang out with Tess,” Auston responded pettily.

“Whatever. You coming out or you going to stay here and be lame?” Mo responded.

“Stay here and be lame,” Auston responded moodily. I sent him a questioning look to which he sent me a raised eyebrow.

“Okay,” Mo said and then I heard the sound of a lot of shuffling and the door closing.

“They gone?” I asked, raising my eyebrow. He nodded before sitting up slightly in the bed.

“Yeah,” he lazily smiled.

“Is everything okay with you and Mo?” I asked lightly. I knew that the two had been getting into little arguments because Mo had been blowing Auston off lately for his girlfriend.

“Yeah, everything is fine. He and the guys have just been mocking me a lot lately about how much I talk about you,” he mumbled, rubbing his neck.

“Aw, you talk about me? I grinned back.

“Always, You're everything I ever wanted,” he grinned back seriously.

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“Please come with,” Auston whined as he pulled me closer to him in bed. My name body pressed against his as I grunted.

“I’m not sure this sounds like fun. You said there won’t be any girls there Aus ” I managed to huff out.

“Willy will be there,” Auston tried to bribe. I gave him a serious look.

“Alright fine. I don’t want to leave you alone yet I’m not ready to.” My face softened as I took in Auston's suffering. I moved squeezed myself closer to him

“Babe, what’s wrong?” I asked softly. His body tensed slightly for a moment before he relaxed slowly.

“I just really missed you and being away while you're pregnant is just so hard,” he admitted gently. I rubbed my belly as he talked.

“Alright. I’ll DD,” I agreed as I pulled myself out of his arms.

“Really?” He asked with a grin hopping out of bed. I took in his beautiful naked body as I nodded my head with a smile on my face.

“Yeah,” I bit my lip. He grinned before leaning forward and pressing a big kiss to my lips. He then pulled away and made his way to the closet and quickly got changed. Once we were both ready we hopped in the car and I drove us down to the bar.

“I thought it was boy's night,” Zach teased when he saw the two of us walk in together. I held my hands up in defense as I looked between all of them.

“I’m DDing tonight,” I said innocently a few of the guys cheered and held up their glasses to that one. Mo gave Auston a look before returning his stare to his beer bottle. Auston rolled his eyes before looking back to me. I felt confusion start to brew as I took in the two friends arguing over what seemed like nothing.

“Good now I don't have to force Steph to come get me,” Mitch said, pulling me into a side hug. I giggled before turning back to Auston who was having what looked like an intense conversion with Mo.

“Auston do you ever not have Amelia at your side,” Spezza joked as he arrived at the table. A lot of the guys laughed as Auston looked away from Mo and made his way over to me.

“Don’t worry about it guys,” he responded, pulling me into his side. I grinned as I leaned into him.

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“Dude you're always simping over Amelia and canceling our plans,” Mo said leaning back against the couch. Auston paused the game as he turned to face Mo. I stood in the hall peeking around the corner as I took in the conversion before me.

“Mo you started it first when you got with Tess. You didn’t even tell me you were dating her at the beginning. At least I told you,” Auston said running his hand through his hair. Mo shook his head not liking that answer.

“You guys are always talking. It almost seems unhealthy. Like your way more into her than she is into you and I’m just trying to look out for you man,” Mo said leaning forward slightly.

“Listen man. Amelia is the love of my life. Our relationship is not unhealthy. We lost a baby and we wanted to have a family so bad. The fact that she is pregnant right now is a miracle. I worry when I leave her alone, I worry when I’m away. I can’t help her through half of this pregnancy because of my job so yeah I’m going to skip hanging out with the boys so I can watch my baby grow. Yeah, I’m going to skip out on hanging with the boys so I can spend time with my lovely sexy wife. Don’t ever talk disrespectfully about her. I would never do that to Tess man,” Auston said before leaning forward and pressing play on the game. Deciding I had heard enough I turned around and made my way back to the bedroom.

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fire, but sweet: javier peña x reader

pairing: javier peña x f!reader (facetime javi au) 

summary: @obitwo requested i’m just thinking about javi tugging on my ponytail as a cute lil gesture and it’s making me way too soft hehe but also him pulling it to get Neck Access for Kisses™️

warnings: we are SOFT in this chili’s. none. 

a/n: i told claire it would publish this before midnight and I almost succeeded. **i know i am very behind on comments and i am so, so sorry. schools has been kicking my butt. the minute i turn in my last assignment on friday i am sitting down with a glass of whiskey  and responding to EVERY SINGLE ONE🥰** 

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It’s your turn to tackle linen duty this Sunday, having spent the past few hazy weekend afternoons at his while he irons shirts (the rare moments you’re not watching his lithe form from the couch, you’re in his tiny kitchen, meal prepping for you both. Lord knows the man doesn’t eat enough).

In-unit washer-and-dryer units are hard to come by in L.A., but somehow, when you had been searching for a new apartment a while back, this one had fallen into your lap. You suspected it had something to do with a client who was rather grateful about the press buzz about following their dazzling appearance at the Oscars, and when you had told Javi that on your second — third? — dinner date, he laughed, a rare moment of unrestrained joy springing forth from a deep-seated and virtuous hope.

“Is that so, baby?” he had asked, head tilting slightly as he regarded you from across the table. “You’re just one of those people that everyone else absolutely adores despite your best efforts; is that what you’re trying to tell me?” Fringes of dark hair curled around his forehead, wilting in the oppressive heat, but the chocolate eyes hidden behind those ridiculous amber-toned aviators didn’t waver, even as a smirk pouted his lips.

You kicked him under the table, looking away in the process. No, no no, you protested, fuck all that good girl shit, you know?

And Javier had smiled and sipped his drink, thinking all the while that he had never seen anyone as goddamn perfect as you.

—

Now, though, it’s a delicate, daffodil-laden spring, gaudy pops of color peeking through the gray skies — that delicate interposition between spring and summer, where everyone’s holding their breath for life to begin again. Indecisiveness splits the atmosphere, and you’re no stranger to its sway, swiping open your phone to switch from a podcast to your favorite playlist as you continue folding laundry. Heaps of cotton and spandex and dozens of other fabrics find themselves attended to with care and piled on top of the washer as you sing along softly, gently swaying in time with the beat. Javier’s in your bedroom, you know, assembling the new bookshelf you had ordered online from IKEA.

But your voice carries easily in the small space, and soon Javier finds himself raising his head in  unobtrusive, lingering wonder, grace stealing his breath for just a heartbeat (he surely doesn’t need it then, sustained by the way your voice wraps around a space for living and breathes into it the essential ingredients of vivacity in such a way that it stretches itself in utter luxuriousness).

It compels him forward, the simplicity driving him to abandon the mess of screws and boards littered on the floor and to seek you out instead. Your mysterious existence is far more important than material things, he feels, without possessing the words to explain such a phenomena.

And yet he feels it all the same (words exist to explain that which is already real, after all), and it only intensifies as he comes to lean against the doorjamb, watching you work and letting your voice wash over him like a tonic.

For several long moments he is content to bask in your presence, in the waves of life that emanate from the small space. But suddenly the mood shifts, fracturing under the weight of observance. Cracks form fissures that travel upwards into his spine, integrating themselves into his neuropathways and telling him that it’s not enough.

Watching isn’t enough; it’s too placid, too based in him and not enough in all that you are. Javier needs to confirm that you’re real — he requires the roughness of you under his own skin, your ridges and dips and valleys, to chart your cartography. And despite the weight of the moment — the moment he realizes that oh, god, he thinks he might be in — there’s a playfulness easing the load, replacing the gravitas with one of joy, not fear.

So he does what he believes he should have done far earlier and strides forward, the music masking his heavy footsteps, to stand just close enough to reach out. And reach out he does, his hand extending forward to wrap thick fingers around the latent strands of your messy ponytail and tugging slightly. Not enough to hurt, just enough to say hey you; i see you.

Your reaction does not disappoint, dropping whatever it is you’re now folding, hips shifting in order to pivot and slap his chest. He’s too quick, though, hands dropping away from your hair and gripping your hips, locking you in place. “You know,” Javi whispers, “you’re pretty cute when you do that.” It’s inadequate at best, but oh, he prays you can understand why his voice is low and smooth, crushed velvet to your silk.

It seems you do, leaning back into his embrace with a small hum. “I’m glad you do. My high school choir teacher didn’t think so.”

Javi’s laugh is warm against your neck as he brushes the hair aside and begins dropping open-mouthed kisses to the skin there. His left hand travels upwards, skimming your sides, to gently pull away your t-shirt, and you tilt your head back onto his shoulder to give him more access. When you hitch your breath at his continued assault on your sensitive skin, Javi ignores you, continuing to press kisses on any hint of bare skin he can reach. His mustache tickles sometime, as does his unruly hair, but you lean into the sensation, finding it comforting after all these months of learning how to love it.

They’re leisurely kisses, warm ones that feel like home. it’s an act for its own sake, an aristotelian method of the good, if you will. Simply there to exist. Much like the way you have taught him to exist through long nights and FaceTime calls at all hours of the day and shared grocery runs to make he eats and the way he carries you after work events, feet too tired after being in heels all day or now, spending a Sunday afternoon building a bookshelf instead of poring over work.

“Feels good, Javier,” you mumble, eyes drifting close in the security of all he is to you, but especially in this moment in your apartment, doing laundry on a Sunday afternoon. “Thank you.”

No, you think you hear him whisper against your skin, one hand still wrapped around your hip, thank you, cariña.

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