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Can you do where you just go up and kiss all over ports face and the guys gag at you two
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"Are you going to go up to your boyfriend or are you just going to stare at him all night?" Your friend asked you.
You had been admiring your boyfriend from a far for most of the evening. Sometimes, that was more entertaining for you because he's so pretty.
"Mmmmm, both." You said, as you continued to look lustfully. That was, until he caught your stare and waved you over.
"Got to go!" You said to your friends as you made your way over to Erik.
"Finally, was wondering when you were gonna come give me a kiss instead of just staring at me." He said when you reached him.
"Aw, does someone want a kiss?!" You playfully asked.
You planted one on his lips, then his cheek, then his other cheek, then his nose, then everywhere on his face. Again, and again, and again.
"OKAY OKAY TAKE IT UPSTAIRS PLEASE!" Luca said as you planted your 100th kiss on Ports face.
"You're just jealous you don't have someone to do this to you, Lu."
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quinton byfield !
blurbs,
✷ long distance is hard - quinton and y/n have been doing things long distance due to covid, but when restrictions are finally lifted, y/n surprises him. *
pierre-luc dubois !
imagines,
✷ home - y/n and pierre make each other home.
zack macewen ! (no longer write for)
imagines,
✷ fight, fight, fight - zack macewen, 6'3, gets into a fight with 6'9 giant, zdeno chara.
✷ into the pile - while cleaning up the front lawn, y/n decides to be a menace and jumps into the pile of freshly gathered leaves that zack had just raked up. (part of “taylor’s halloween” series)
erik portillo !
blurbs,
✷ fuzzy handbands - erik, instead of going out, decides to spend the night in with his girlfriend.
alex turcotte !
imagines,
✷ brutal - a fic based on “brutal” from olivia rodrigo’s sour album. (part of the "sour” series)
blurbs,
✷ not too good - alex didn’t have a good morning, and all he wants to do is stay in and cuddle. *
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paris date - erik portillo
this is dedicated to @erikports <3 based on her imagine about it ( go read it cuz it’s so cute)
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𝒍𝒂 𝒗𝒊𝒆 𝒆𝒏 𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒆 – 𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒌 𝒑𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒐
summary: you and erik are just walking through paris after having dinner.
pairing: erik portillo x reader
warnings: none
a/n: hi lovies, here i am again with this short imagine !! i had this idea after this video, hope you like it <3
word count: 879
translation: älskling – darling
lowercase intended.
as the chilly air hit you, you snuggled more into erik's side. strolling by the seine river with your arm intertwined with his and seeing the beautiful city at night, you couldn't help but smile. you were finally in the city of lights with the love of your life and it was like you were living inside a dream.
romantic love was a thing you've been craving your whole life to feel. you and your mother used to watch a lot of rom-coms and you simply grew up with the urge to fall madly in love with a good man that would take you to paris and kiss you under the eiffel tower just like those movies.
it took a while, but love finally knocked on your door on a sunny afternoon in ann arbor. you were at your favorite bookstore looking for more books to read when a very tall boy asked you for a book recommendation for his sister. everything just fell into its place with you; it was beautiful, easy and simple.
after a year of relationship, you finally traveled to sweden to meet his family and, as a surprise, he took you to paris for a weekend, knowing about your heart's desire.
hugging his arm, you looked up at him with happy puppy eyes, not paying attention to your surroundings or where you were stepping. being a naturally clumsy person, you tripped over your own feet right when your lips touched his bicep in a tender kiss.
"dammit!"
laughing and steadying you, erik said "you alright? you have to pay attention, honey."
"you distracted me, why are you so–" you stopped and let out a frustrated groan while he laughed even more. "stop you dork, why are you so gorgeous?"
"well just ask my parents," he said, being smug and you pinched his arm despite it being covered by a thin coat.
"ouch," he grimaced and you grimaced back, sticking your tongue out like a toddler would do.
stopping the walking, you just bursted into an uncontrollable laugh while other people passing were just looking at you as if you were both crazy.
after calming down, you kept walking in a comfortable silence, heading to the eiffel tower. distracted by the people in your surroundings and trying to imagine their background story, you only spoke again when the tower was really close.
"bubs, thank you for bringing me here," you gently said. "you are the best.'
"i will always do anything to see you smiling, älskling," he said.
"yeah? so can we have a puppy?" you tried.
he just laughed, throwing his head back. "we can, but not now. just in the future, when we're married and living in our own home."
"sounds good," you responded. "can we have a hamster too?"
"a hamster?" he asked, looking at you.
"yes baby, they're so tiny and cute, i always wanted one so i can call him mr. mustaches."
"you're something else," he giggled. "but yes, love, of course we can have a hamster."
"you're really the best," you said, disentangling your arms and hugging his waist as his arm wrapped around your shoulders.
he kissed the top of your head and after pulling away, you held his hand and kept walking in silence until erik spoke.
"did you know the eiffel tower wasn't supposed to be here anymore?"
"really?"
"yeah, they only put it here for a world fair in the 18th century but probably everyone loved it so much they had to keep it."
"thanks old people, i appreciate you."
he laughed and kept talking, "and we only have to climb 1,665 steps to be at the top of the tower, you want to try?"
"no, thank you very much," you retorted. "you're the athlete here, you'd have to carry me on your back."
"it's not that bad," he tried.
"no no no."
he was ready to retort when la vie en rose started playing somewhere close to you. he smiled and stopped, making you stop too.
"what happened?" you turned to him.
holding your hand, erik lifted it so he could press a gentle kiss on your knuckles. "may i have this dance, mademoiselle?"
you violently blushed but said "yes."
holding your waist, he pulled you closer as your arms wrapped around his neck. instantly, the whole world disappeared. it was only you, erik and la vie en rose.
slowly swaying to the rhythm, you were just maintaining eye contact and smiling. the love was overflowing through your eyes and it was so pure and intense you had to rest your head against his chest, his heartbeat soothing to you.
you stayed like this until the end of the song, when erik kissed your head. looking up at him again, you just moved one of your hands to the back of his head to pull him down. when his head was almost at your level, you kissed his cheek and said "thanks for being so good to me, baby. since i met you, it's like i'm seeing la vie en rose. you make me happy every day."
his eyes were watering when he whispered i love you and then kissed you under the eiffel tower, just like you dreamed almost your whole life.
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The Trip - Erik Portillo
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it's meeeeee again
what about porty surprising you with tickets for your favorite artist's concert? (mine is coldplay)
ily gabs <33 you deserve some porty love today (and everyday)
Erik Portillo is not the type of boyfriend to keep secrets, ever. If he’s planning a surprise for your birthday, he’s going to tell you he’s planning a surprise for your birthday; even if some would say that knowing there’s a surprise ruins the surprise in and of itself, Porty would have to disagree. His worst fear is by far you not trusting him, and it makes his heart ache to keep anything from you, which is why when all of a sudden, he’s hiding his phone screen every time you walk in the room, an uneasy feeling settles over you. It’s well established that you two keep nothing from each other, so why does Erik suddenly feel the need to turn away so you can’t even see a hint of what’s on his screen? The natural first assumption is that there’s another woman, but that’s ridiculous, and even you laugh for thinking that your oversized Swedish puppy could ever do anything to hurt you, but you do know that something is up. They say that it’s best to let sleeping dogs lie, so you leave it alone. If Erik’s going through the effort of being sneaky with something, it’s probably worth it. The anticipation comes to a head one day when you two are lounging around one Saturday, a Saturday that Porty had insisted would be for just the two of you; he’s had you keep this day open on your calendar for weeks. Your head is on his lap while you lay on the couch before he takes a glance at the clock before telling you to go get dressed, that you two were going out. Now that took you by surprise, Erik’s not normally the going out type of guy, but a quick kiss to your nose silenced any concerns before he specified that you had a two-hour time limit and to hurry up and get all pretty (although he’s sure there’s no way you could look prettier than you do in an old, stained sweatshirt and sweats). By the time you’ve gotten all pulled together, he’s waiting downstairs by the door with a bouquet and an envelope; the look you’re giving him must convey how many questions you have about what he’s getting up to here. “Love, open it,” taking the envelope from his hand, you gently open it, only to be met with two tickets that, upon further inspection, seem to be front row for a Coldplay concert later that night. You pull Erik into a tight hug before mumbling thank yous into his chest, telling him that this is amazing, the best gift you could ever have received, but he hushes all your ramblings with a quick kiss, “Älskade, I love you, but we’ve got to head on out, or we’ll miss the opening act.”
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Erik Portillo is literally a big teddy bear, like imagine cuddling with him, it would be the best thing ever!!
100% agree with this statement!
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New Look Sabres: 2019 NHL Draft
Rasmus Dahlin is a hard act to follow. I think part of the reason Alex Nylander went through such Sabres popular opinion hell was because he was the first round pick the year after Jack Eichel’s Draft. Maybe that’s me projecting because my little Sabres heart hadn’t been broken for a while at that point. I really only jumped on the Sabres wagon at the beginning of the decade so my biggest lived disappointment in this team was the 2011 First Round against the Flyers. Picking Alex Nylander was a curve ball that year and he didn’t pan out immediately. That failing to hit on high draft picks was part of then-General Manager Tim Murray’s undoing and part of what ruined rebuild 1.0. That’s not to mention how bad GMTM was for Nylander’s development thrusting him right into the AHL. You couldn’t put all that on Nylander. I hoped so hard going into this Draft that whoever gets drafted the year after Dahlin isn’t under that kind of microscope right away. Nylander had a tiny little renaissance during his callup last season but he’s still not quite there yet. He’s about to enter what-the-hell-are-you territory but to be very honest his name coming up in trade talks made me a little angry. Hold back your snide tweets, apparently they’re informing the real insiders! I can’t imagine anything like the Nylander Saga repeating itself, but this is the Buffalo Sabres we’re talking about.
The Draft last year felt like a coronation for Sabres fans but just because we’re not getting a generational talent this go around doesn’t mean this draft isn’t ripe for drama. Rewind back about a month and Buffalo was once again the home of the NHL Combine. The event that now will be in Buffalo for several years to come saw the genesis of a few Draft narratives for the Sabres. The most notable one is the Alex Turcotte story. Apparently Sabres brass interviewed Turcotte and… his dad? The reports were conflicting but Turcotte definitely represented a big blip on the radar. The young Mittelstadt-color-palate-swapped center is from Chicagoland and was probably not likely falling any further than 7 – Buffalo’s first pick. Turcotte was a popular choice to go to the Blackhawks in many mock drafts because of the Chicago connection. Jason Botterill and the funky bunch also interviewed one London Knights forward Conor McMichael. Sabres bloggers smarter than I say he was an intriguing option for the other first round pick... that’s if we have that second first round pick because with other teams wheeling and dealing for a week plus going into the Draft Jason Botterill was quiet. There had been rumors galore connected to Buffalo from Tampa to Vancouver which made the lack of movement that much more peculiar. Add onto all this the debut of a Vegas Gold look for the Sabres “Golden Season” instead of royal blue and it was a wild week going into the Draft.
Jack Hughes and Kappo Kakko went first overall as expected. The Alex Turcotte watch was short lived, but he didn’t go third overall to Chicago as many predicted. He had to wait all the way to number 5 when the LA Kings scooped him up. Conor McMichael went 25th overall to Washington but this is a Sabres blog so you’re probably waiting for some Sabres talk. With the 7th overall pick the Buffalo Sabres selected WHL center Dylan Cozens. Once again, smarter bloggers than I say that selection was solid because the first round of this draft was really three tiers: the top two, two through about ten and then everyone else. The Red Wings threw a curve ball and selected Disney Channel star Moritz Seider throwing off everyone’s top ten but for the most part there weren’t many surprises. I was on the Cole Caulfield bandwagon, but he probably wasn’t a wise choice at seven. When he began to drop I even entertained the idea of Botterill trading up with that second first rounder to get him, but this was not one of those drafts and he went 15th overall to… Montreal. Ugh. How about something funny? The Panthers picked goalie Spencer Knight with their 13th overall. That was funny too, but this joke is a Sabres joke: Cozens is the first WHL draft pick in Jason Botterill’s time as General Manager of the Buffalo Sabres. This is a real, deep-cut Sabres joke but there is some humor to that. I think the social media guy for the team knew it too because one of the first photos from them after his pick was Sam Reinhart greeting him. Sam is the last WHL guy to be drafted onto the Sabres. Again, it’s deep cut joke about how Botts hates the WHL so it’s not going to get the whole room but there you go: Humor. I’m not going to pretend to know how to project out Cozens because again, I’m not the smart guy in the room; but I will say it is great to start to replenish the center depth in the organization which dropped off a cliff only a few guys down the depth chart.
The Sabres used the 31st overall pick to… just make a pick. No trades in the first round. As Day One wound down the swell of energy that it may happen dissipated and they picked USHL Defenseman Ryan Johnson. I am all for picking lefthanded D to help build up that side of the defense but the buzz around the pick was a guy with a Russian name who will certainly make me regret not knowing his name. Johnson could’ve easily fallen into the second round, but the pick was in and another defenseman is in the pipeline. Trades, at least the variety from the Sabres, were scarce in the remaining rounds on Saturday. The Sabres traded some late round picks but no real consequential trades on Draft weekend for Buffalo put a little bit of a damper on it all for me. I don’t really subscribe to the idea the yet-to-be-announced salary cap number is really what’s stopping trades. PK Subban got traded to the Devils for a bunch of no names and low picks while we wondered if Sabres 3rd round pick goalie Erik Portillo is in fact named after a type of pepper. The lack of movement right now isn’t something worth panicking about but if we’re sitting here next Monday on Free Agency Day wondering if we’re crazy I’m not going to blame anyone for hitting the panic button. Botterill has signaled a renewed faith in Rasmus Ristolainen probably egged on by the new coach so… you can fall either way on whether the OG Rasmus needs to go. I lean toward trade him but that doesn’t have to be right now. We’ll address all this stuff in the free agency blog so let’s take a look at who else was picked. I mentioned Portillo and we won’t see him even in Rochester for a couple years but that’s fine, the goalie depth was beginning to get shallow. Botts said openly he doesn’t want to rush Ukko Pekka-Lukkonen who will probably make his Rochester Americans debut this coming season. That is smart and frustrating because goalies take a long time to develop when you do it right but… uh… did you watch the second half of last season? Part of that collapse was the goalie tandem coming back down to earth hard. Folks were clamoring for UPL, probably a little too hastily but that’s what eight years out of the playoffs will do to you. I am not particularly jazzed about the other three guys we got. You take flyers on guys that far down in the draft and the chances are better than not all three of these guys I am about to mention don’t make the NHL: Aaron Huglen, Filip Cederqvist and Lukas Rousek. Hopefully one of them is a diamond in the rough. Perhaps it’s unfair for us to be so underwhelmed. Sean Tierney at Charting Hockey placed the Sabres in a top six of teams who did well at the Draft. He’s worth follow if you want to understand how you can make a graph of average likelihood to make the NHL because Lord knows I can’t explain that.
Like, share and comment on the New Look Sabres blog. It’s great to be back at it. You can expect the post on the 2019-2020 NHL Schedule later this week. By the sounds of it that will be released by the league either tomorrow or Wednesday. We already have the preseason, season opener and home opener but I’ll save all that analysis for that blog. Then later on next week you can expect a Free Agency Recap. Normally by the fourth of July the action quiets down. Jeff Skinner happened in August last summer but hey, I’m not psychic. Thank you to everyone who responded kindly to me dropping off the map for a couple days. My wife and I had a family emergency that we needed to address so we put everything on hold. We’re back now and things are going to be alright. Your support means a lot to me and I hope if you ever need something I can be there for you as well. To lighten the mood: let’s hope we don’t need to be here for each other after a worst-case scenario offseason! Pieces are moving and for all the rumors the Sabres are in on this guy and that guy there hasn’t been a lot to actually talk about. I guess we’ll see. It wouldn’t be fun if we knew the ending, eh? Let’s Go Buffalo!
Thanks for reading.
P.S. That Moritz Seider was shocked to go as high as he did. The gif of his reaction is some precious draft video for the ages.
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5. A bit of Susan Hiller:1940–2019...
American born artist who lived in London. Her art practice included installation, video, photography, performance and writing.
https://www.tate.org.uk/art/artists/susan-hiller-1286
Over an hour long, interview with Susan Hiller, from Tate website.
Monument
1980–1
"Susan Hiller’s installation Monument incorporates forty-one photographs of memorial plaques the artist came across in Postman’s Park, near St Paul’s Cathedral, London. There is one photograph for each year of the artist’s life (at the time the work was made). Each plaque commemorates an ordinary man, woman or child who died while performing an act of heroism. One memorial reads, for example: ‘Elizabeth Boxall/Aged 17 of Bethnal Green/ Who Died of Injuries Received/In Trying to Save/ A Child/From a Runaway Horse/June 20 1888’. The photographs are arranged in a diamond shape on the gallery wall, in front of which is set a park bench. The bench faces away from the wall and a cassette player and headphones rest on its seat. Hiller’s own voice plays through the headphones and her flowing and associative commentary addresses the nature of heroism as well as the themes of death, memory and representation." https://www.tate.org.uk/art/artworks/hiller-monument-t06902
She is combining photographs of these plaques with a piece of furniture (bench) and an audio recording.
This is one of my ideas when thinking of how to tell Shirley's stories.
I want Shirley's voice to relay her memories, alongside a way to display her photographs. I would also like to film her within the confines of her life as it is now.
I have started thinking about a gridded gallery hang display of her photos, with a film (of her in her room in the present day) playing on a TV alongside and her narrating her story in some way.
Dedicated to the Unknown Artists 1972–6, Susan Hiller (Images and info from Tate website) https://www.tate.org.uk/art/artists/susan-hiller-1286
The idea I am currently excited about is projection mapping her archival photos onto a white upholstered arm chair, similar to the one she spends her days in now. I would upholster the chair and it is representative of her, a stand in for her...she currently sits in her chair telling me her stories whenever I visit. I want to project the images in place of her stories onto the chair...these are the images she sees in her head, I imagine, when she starts talking about her past. I may also combine this with the TV idea playing a video of her walking around her room carrying out her little routines (Sherry before lunch, cake with a cuppa at 4.30pm, 7pm -Michael Portillo time-whiskey and soda before supper at 8pm). This idea presented itself to me whilst I was watching a short film of Erik Kessels talking about his Dad's stroke and the work that came out of that. It also reminds me of Tracy Emins chair a bit, the one she toured around America, reading stories from. Her Grandmother's chair, with all her sayings on.
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“Are you flirting with me?” “You’re blushing!” with ports!
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"Are you flirting with me?" & "You're blushing!"
Being Steven Holtz's sister, you were around the hockey team a lot. You went to every game, every team event and especially every party. Tonight, they were throwing a party at the sophomore house.
As to how you started talking to Erik Portillo on the couch, you had no idea. You and Ports had never really talked before, but tonight you were really hitting it off.
"Who knew you were so funny, Y/n." He said to you after catching his breath from laughing so much.
Your mouth went agape as you looked at him shocked. "You didn't think I was funny?!" You playfully asked.
"No, no! We've just, never talked. Like, ever." He said, defending himself.
You nodded your head in agreement. "No I know you're right, we really haven't ever talked."
"Didn't know Holtzy's sister had such good chat."
You scoffed at his comment, laughing.
"I did know she was beautiful though." He added.
Your face began to heat up at that comment. Erik looked at your expression and laughed. "You're blushing!" He commented, laughing.
"Yeah whatever. Are you flirting with me, Portillo?" You playfully asked.
Ports shrugged. "Would it be a bad thing if I was?" He asked, smirking.
You returned the smirk. "Definitely not."
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𝒃𝒂𝒃𝒚𝒔𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 – 𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒌 𝒑𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒐
summary: you and your boyfriend are babysitting your little niece.
pairing: erik portillo x fem!reader
warnings: a baby?
a/n: hi guys, i had to write this little blurb based in an idea i had today, it's short but i hope you like it.
word count: 1,2k
lowercase intended.
translations: lilla du – little one; mitt hjärta – my heart.
you watched as your sister and her husband entered their car, ready to enjoy a day off for the first time in a while because you and erik said you could babysit your 8 months old niece.
it was spring break, so you were in california visiting your family and you were enchanted by the cute little baby.
"ok babe, it's just us now," you said, turning to your boyfriend, who was holding the baby close to you.
"i hope we can do this."
"of course we can, and if something happens we can always call my mom."
you both looked at zoe, who was looking at erik's face with her big blue eyes full of attention, tiny hand on his chest. he smiled tenderly, caressing her little head carefully.
"she likes you," you whispered.
"thank goodness, because i like her too," he whispered back.
your heart melted at the scene and you almost cried, but managed to hold back the tears and smiled.
"let's play with this little lady," you said.
making a silly childish voice, erik said "do you wanna play, zoey?"
you tickled her little tummy and she laughed, being adorable as all babies. erik led the way to the living room and carefully placed zoe sitting on the floor, as you sat by her side too.
ports spread her toys on the ground and soon her attention was all on the colorful toys. she played and played for some time with both of you, until she started crying because she was hungry.
"babe, can you make her bottle?" you asked.
"sure, i'll be right back," he said, getting up while you tried to calm her down.
you sat on the couch with her in your arms, making soothing noises until she stopped crying. not long after, erik was back with her bottle, handing it to you as you adjusted her in your arms. meanwhile, ports turned the tv on and put frozen to help distract her.
turns out it distracted you two more than zoe, naturally. you were curled at erik's side, his arm around your shoulders, while you were holding zoe and the bottle and were very concentrated in the movie.
when she was satisfied, she made a little noise indicating it, and you quickly took the bottle out of her little mouth and adjusted her so she could digest the milk.
erik looked at the scene with hearts in his eyes. the man was completely in love with you and now he was even more.
the rest of the day was relatively calm and funny. already knowing how to do it because of your other nephews, your brother's kids, you gave her a bath in the middle of the afternoon, erik being excited to set up her cute outfit and brush her few hairs. you both changed diapers, even grimacing, and this part wasn't funny at all.
at some point, she was very irritated and started crying hard and loud.
"what do we do now? i don't know how to calm her down," you said, feeling desperate.
"i don't know, we already checked her diapers and it's all clean, she's also fed up."
"you think we should call my mom?"
"definitely."
"hold her for me," you said, passing zoe to him.
as you went to another room to call your mother, all of a sudden erik realized she must be feeling sleepy. with that in mind, he went to the big couch in the living room, laying down and putting her on his chest.
when you came back, hearing nothing, you faced one of the cutest scenes you've ever seen.
your boyfriend was laying on the couch with zoe on his chest and his big hand was covering almost all of her tiny body, his fingers caressing her back. as you approached, you could hear his low voice muttering something in swedish. he was talking to her, calming her down. you really started crying and got back to the guest room so you wouldn't disturb them, but before, you quickly snapped a picture so you could revisit this scene whenever you wanted.
after some time, you heard erik's voice talking to zoe in english and in a normal tone, making you get downstairs again to see them. he was making her another bottle with one hand and holding her on his other arm.
"...and then we turn off the stove and put it on the bottle and everything is ready for you, lilla du. see?" he said, without noticing you.
zoe only made some baby-ish noises, looking like she was talking to him back and it was cute as hell.
"hi my love, how are you two?" you asked.
"oh hey baby, we're fine right, zoey?"
she giggled at the attention, making both of you laugh.
you fed her and, after a while, she was sleepy again and you helped erik give her a bath, making silly faces all the time to distract her. when she was clean and already dressed to sleep, you dimmed her room's lights and started walking slowly so she could sleep. it didn't take long and soon you were putting an asleep cute baby on the crib, bringing the baby monitor with you before getting out of the bedroom.
you quickly sent some pictures to your sister, updating her and went downstairs to find erik in the kitchen making you dinner.
"i'm so tired," you said, hugging him from behind and resting your head on his back.
"me too, it's surprising how a little baby can get you more tired than a practice."
"well at least she's cute."
"yeah, i don't even mind getting tired taking care of her."
you smiled, disentangling your arms from his body at the same time as he turned off the stove. ports turned to face you and you stood on your tiptoes, his head lowering to find yours and you finally kissed his soft lips. the chaste kiss turned into a desperate one and only the sound of something falling on the ground startled you out of this moment.
"oh my god i hope it's not broken," you said, noticing you let the baby monitor fall and immediately picking it up.
"dude your sister's gonna kill you."
"shut up, portillo."
"is it broken?"
"no it's not, thank god."
"today is your lucky day."
"it really is, now let's eat, i'm hungry."
he smiled at you and kissed your nose before starting to make your plate, then his. you ate at the couch (may your sister never discover) while watching a random hockey game on tv and talking about nothing important. it was a very good day.
later, when you were already on the guest room's bed, with erik spooning you and holding you close, you thought about something. he was breathing softly in your hair and you didn't know if he's awake or not.
whispering, you said "love? you awake?"
"yeah, what happened?" his voice was low and sleepy.
"let's have a baby? we'd make pretty babies"
he laughed and held you closer, "ask this again in a couple years."
satisfied, you closed your eyes. "i love you, portsy."
"i love you too, mitt hjärta," he said, softly kissing your neck.
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Comforting Portillo after the loss?
this is purely a work of fiction.
you could tell erik was taking the loss hard. you knew he blamed himself for letting the last goal in. you knew that night was gonna be hard.
you waited for him to come out of the locker room, and could see how upset he looked. he made his way over to you, and hugged you tight.
"i know." you whispered, running a hand up and down his back, "you wanna get some food before we go back to the hotel?" he shook his head, "all right, come on, let's go." you grabbed his hand and led him towards the exit.
when you got back to the hotel, it was silent. you both got ready for bed in silence, not saying a word to each other. you got into bed without saying a word to each other.
"i'm proud of you, for what it's worth," you spoke into the darkness.
"i know, and it means more than you think."
taylor's umich event!
okay, i sat here for hours, trying to think of what to write, so i'm sorry for it being so short.
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Aye o bet: seein Portillo on the low bc he doesn’t wanna overwhelm you w everyone. 10/10 bf.
"all right, feel free to say no," erik announced as he walked into your bathroom where you were doing your hair, "so, there's a party tonight, and i was invited, and if you want to just stay in tonight, that's totally cool."
"what're you talking about? you were invited, not me, not us. if you want to go, i'm not gonna hold you back. i'm not your keeper." you laughed.
"i know, but i wanted to hang out with you tonight."
"and if that's what you want to do, then do it. if you want to go out, cool. if you want to stay in, cool." you shrugged.
"i mean if you don't want to hang out..."
"no, i do. erik, i'm saying if you want to go to the party tonight, then go."
"i don't. i want to stay in with you."
"all right." you nodded, "but it's self-care night."
"do we get to wear those fuzzy headbands?" he looked like a little boy on christmas.
"yes." you laughed.
erik was getting ready to leave the arena to head over to hang out with you, "yo, you wanna hang out later today?"
"sorry, i can't." erik flashed his teammate an apologetic smile, "got plans." he shrugged, slugging his bag over his shoulder and walking out of the locker room.
"oh, he definitely has a girlfriend."
umich weekend!
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cuddles with erik. we need the erik thoughts. - bords
"okay, the store was out of chips ahoy, so i got the off-name brand," erik announced as he walked into your room.
"cookies." you beamed, reaching out for the bag of snacks you had sent him out to get.
"i had to fight a kid to get these." he told you.
"eh, who cares?" you shrugged, "they don't need any more sugar." you dug through the bag until you found the bag of cookies, "come sit. the movie marathon is about to start." you patted the spot on your bed next to you.
"what movie marathon is it this time?" he asked, taking a cookie for himself.
"last week it was twilight movies and this week is harry potter."
"twilight and harry potter are two very different movies." erik commented.
"i know, but i wasn't complaining." you shrugged, taking a bite into your own cookie.
by the fourth movie, the snacks had been devoured. you had abandoned the position you started the movie marathon in, and were now practically spooning erik.
your head was on his chest. his arms wrapped around you, one of his hands playing with your hair, "if given the opportunity, i think i'd you for cedric."
"i don't know if i'd even be offended." erik laughed.
umich weekend! @bords
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Imagine trynna order it like ur trynna sound it out and Erik watches u struggle cuz u was talking big game and hella smack and u just end up pointing at it on the menu after that u turn to him like ☹️ why did u just watch
that would happen when you're in sweden and you'd probably be bragging how she was already learning swedish but when the waiter comes she just forgets every single word she learnt and after she manages to point on the menu, she says
"why didn't you help me?"
"sorry but it was funny seeing you bragging and them forgetting everything."
"no that's not funny and i'm definitelyad at you, portillo."
and he knew you really were because you only calls him portillo when you're mad.
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Can some people please give me ideas/requests for my Wattpad book. I have gone mind blank
NHL Imagines by hockey_NHL22
I do
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-Johnny Beecher
-Ethan Edwards
-Erik Portillo
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