#hey. fuck you. [makes lightning the most beautiful boy in canada]
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they're gym buddies :)
#reprise reprise#td lightning#td lindsay#td tyler#total drama fanart#hey. fuck you. [makes lightning the most beautiful boy in canada]#he and his dad had a lot of heart to hearts and learned about toxic masculinity and high expectations and now hes doing a lot better#still completely full of himself but hes earned it#i like to think lightning and lindsay met thru modelling#and now they meet up sometimes at the same flashy expensive gym to hang out and motivate each other#(its mostly lindsay cheering him on unnecessarily and lightning talking endlessly about muscle groups n calorie loads while she spaces out)#tyler has top surgery scars but hes always been kinda lithe so the incisions were small#if i were a better artist i'd draw in his extremely tacky goatee sorry tyler fans ive failed you#ALSO IM SO SORRY I WANTED TO GIVE HIM A GOLD STREAK TO MATCH LINDSAY#BUT INSTEAD I MADE HIM LOOK LIKE EGORAPTOR IM SORRY TYLER FANS IVE FAILED YOU#i like to imagine these three have so much positive energy and its an endless positive feedback loop between the three of them#tyler always wanting to get good at new sports and lightning encouraging him and getting excited about new maneuvers#and lindsay getting excited to try something new and tyler being super supportive even if she bombs and it goes on and on forever#every time i scroll up from these tags i get flashbanged by egoraptor again
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Bubble Wrapped - Part 1
Word Count: 2,683
POV: Reader
Warnings: Language
Notes: Ok so here is basically our introduction to the Bubble Wrapped story. I have no timeline for this thing or even if it will continue, you guys let me know. As a background, this story will be about life inside Hotel X. In case you don’t know the teams inside Hotel X are the Bruins, Capitals, Flyers, Penguins and Lightning. So here we go, Happy Reading!
You'd been shocked when Hotel X had been picked as one of the hotels for the NHL to stay at when they resumed play in Toronto. Even more so when you were asked if you would take over the management of the place over the next several weeks. "Listen (Y/N) we know we are asking a lot. You'll have to live at the hotel with all the players as the NHL is really trying to keep everyone in this little bubble."
"I understand. I've already talked to Carly about putting different measures in place when the Maple Leafs came to us before submitting their proposal." Carly was another member of the hotel staff, that served as one of their concierges. She knew the ins and outs of the city and could get tickets or dinner reservations on the drop of a dime. That was all before COVID though. Now, some restaurants were still closed and shows hadn't resumed yet. What once was a bustling city, had come to a dead stop over the last several months, though things were starting to get back to normal; well the new normal that is.
"So we heard." You hoped the blush that crept up your cheeks couldn't be seen on the zoom call as that had become their new form of communication with you. "You've dealt with the players before, we know you can handle it. Though this time it'll be completely different with five or six teams staying there." Most of the players had always been super nice to the staff, though there were a few that could be demanding at times. You prayed they'd all push their egos aside, at least while in the hotel, though somehow you doubted that. "I think you're familiar with the NHL's protocol on their reopening, but we'll email you everything once we get it. Start putting together the staff that you want. Just some core people that you'll need."
"I've got the right people in mind, don't worry."
The call went for a bit longer going over specifics. The only benefit out of the whole thing was that they were giving you the Presidential Suite to stay in. Honestly, it was the least they could do; you thought. Of course, the called ending with them saying, "Don't let us down."
As soon as it ended you called Carly making sure she was on board. "I'm just saying Car that many hockey players in the hotel; the testosterone is going to be flying around."
"So what you're telling me is you've already packed an extra-large box of condoms."
"Carly!" You shouted at your friend. "That's not what I was saying at all."
"Come on (Y/N), I know you're one of Seguin's regulars when he's in Toronto."
"I'm one of them because I can keep my mouth shut." It was true that when Tyler was in town during the summer or on a road trip the two of you always hooked up. Sort of a no strings attached relationship, though you did talk from time to time. "Besides he's not even going to be in Toronto. He's in the Edmonton bubble."
"Oh, I didn't realize." Carly despite being from Canada was not a hockey lover, though she did appreciate the men who played the sport. "Well, maybe you should call him and get the scoop. You know find out who we need to be aware of."
It wasn't a bad idea, not that you were going to ask him who to sleep with, but maybe it would help get a handle on who was going to be problematic, as there was no way you wanted to let the owners of the hotel down. You had a lot riding on this and after all, you couldn't put bitter rivals in one hotel and not expect some drama. "You're right. I am going to call him."
"Ooo good, let me know what he says and if we should get more than one box of those condoms."
You shook your head at your friend before hanging up and dialing Tyler's number. "Hey beautiful, long time no talk," Tyler said and you could almost hear the smile in his voice.
"Hey Ty, how's quarantine life going?"
"Ugh, don't get me started. I was not meant to be locked in my house without hockey for this long." Tyler wasn't meant to stay put anywhere too long, including relationships.
"Well, hockey's almost back so there's that."
"Yeah, I'm pumped about it, though I wish I was staying in Toronto instead. I know some fun that we could get up to since I have to stay in the bubble." He paused and you could clearly tell he was running different sex scenarios in his head. "I'm assuming your working at the hotel."
"Yeah, it's kind of why I called. I'm one of the ones trapped in the bubble with you guys."
Tyler groaned. "So, you called to ask me who you should hook up with? Cause babe, I'm not sure I'm willing to share you like that."
"Shut up Ty, you know we're not like that. You couldn't stay faithful to one woman if you tried." Part of the reason the two of you got along so good, was the fact that you called him out on his bullshit.
"I might if I could drag you with me everywhere." You giggled at the insinuation of being taken everywhere just so you could keep him satisfied. "You're definitely gifted with many talents (Y/N)."
"You're not so bad yourself, but we're getting away from why I called."
"You mean you didn't call to have phone sex with me," and you could hear his pout.
"No, I didn't call for that. I was just curious if you had any idea who was going to give me problems while we're in this so-called bubble. I'm trying to be preemptive here."
"Ok, but if I give you some information you at least have to promise to send me a pic of your tits." You mentally rolled your eyes at him; the boy was a horndog.
"Fine, now spill some tea."
"Spill some tea, what is this a gossip blog or something."
"You're avoiding the question Ty, and I'm putting on a sweatshirt." He groaned.
"Alright, don't get your panties in a bunch…or maybe do." It never ended with him. "I don't know a lot about some of the younger guys that are newer in the league, but my guess is they're all horny little bastards. Hell, I was when I first got in the league."
"You still are."
"Touché." He answered before continuing on. "So, like I probably don't have to mention the rivalries to you, but like Caps and Pens hate each other, the Flyers and Pens hate each other. Doesn't everyone just hate the Pens?"
"I think you either love them or hate them."
"That's true," he agreed with your statement. "The Flyers and the Caps hate each other as well and don't get me started with who hates the Bruins. Wow, who really put them all in your hotel?"
"I'd like to know that as well." It seemed like whoever did, had a warped sense of humor and you were now going to be stuck handling the mess that they'd made. "So, basically what you're saying is that it'll be an all-out brawl at times that I'll have to clean up after."
"Sorry babe, but I think it could be. On the bright side, we're supposed to stay on our own floors."
"Like that's going to happen." Maybe you should designate elevators or something because you could just see Alex Ovechkin and Claude Giroux getting in one at the same time and by the time, they got to your lobby they'd both be bloody and beaten. "Anything else I should know?"
"You seriously want me to go there?"
"I mean...if you want to." You certainly weren't going to ask but if he offered the information you'd tuck it away for later that's for sure.
He sighed heavily, "You know I hate this, but like Tom Wilson gets around that's for sure and I've heard that Travis Konecny does as well. If I'm being honest there's maybe been a girl or two that's compared us."
"Really?"
"That doesn't mean you have to be one of them, though if you are…you better tell them I'm better."
"Don't worry Ty, I'll sing your praises. I promise." Obviously, you wouldn't be doing that but it didn't hurt to stroke his ego a bit. "Anyone, to avoid?"
"Marchy!"
"Dude, he was like one of your best friends. Why would you say that?"
"Because I know him. Stay away he's trouble." The fact that you could almost see the look on his face as he was telling you was comical.
"Fine."
"Oh and stay away from Carter Hart." The name sounded familiar.
"The goalie from Philly? Why?"
"Because you'll corrupt him." You burst out laughing and Ty joined you. "He's too innocent for you."
"Dually noted, as I do not want to be known as the corruptor of innocents." You searched your mind thinking of anything else you could ask since you had him on the phone. "What about Crosby?"
"Sid?" and he just couldn't stop laughing; you could even hear him try to catch his breath.
"Why is that so funny? The man is hot Tyler, whether you want to admit it or not."
He got serious as he asked, "Who's hotter him or me?"
Thank god you weren't on FaceTime, so you could answer him without your features giving you away. "You are Ty, of course."
"I thought so, but like the guy is hockey twenty-four seven. There's no way he's going to be thinking about getting laid."
"That's disappointing."
"He's about the only one that I'd give you permission to fuck, only because I know it would be impossible for you to accomplish, even given all your talents." You could hear the mischievous tone in his voice.
"Hmmm, are you willing to bet on that?"
"What? Like bet, you'll fuck Crosby in the bubble?"
"Yeah." Did it really sound like such an unattainable accomplishment?
"What's the wager?"
"Winner flies out when this whole COVID shit is done and is the other's sex slave for twenty-four hours."
"Oh, you are on, baby. I can already see you handcuffed to my bed in some skimpy lingerie." He cackled at the thought and it fueled your resolve to win this bet.
"Don't be so sure about that."
"And how am I to know that you actually slept with him?"
Well, this would be tricky. "Well, it's not like I'm videoing it."
"No, but that gives me ideas for when I win." Maybe you should be rethinking this gamble.
"What do you want his underwear?"
"Nah, you could get that in the laundry. But I'm sure you could sneak a pic of him sleeping." God that sounded creepy but if it meant you had Ty as your slave for a day, it'd be worth it and you'd never show it to anyone else but him and even then you weren't going to send it to him, though he didn't need to know that now.
"Ok, it's a bet then."
"Too bad we can't kiss on it."
"Oh, you'll be doing more than kissing when I win, Seguin." Mentally you started packing sexy outfits to take into the bubble with you while thinking of all the things you'd have Tyler do the next time you saw him. "On that note, I better get my ass to work and make this hotel ready for these guys."
"Fine, I'll let you go as long as you promise to FaceTime me at some point during this bubble thing."
"I'm sure I'll have a night open for you at some point." You teased.
"Woman, you better."
"No worries Ty, you're still my main man; when you're in town."
"That's right baby, good luck."
"Thanks for all the info, Ty. We'll catch up soon and good luck in the playoffs."
You were just about to hang up when you heard him yell. "Don't forget my titty picture."
All you could do was shake your head and click end call, though you being a woman of your word, you snapped a quick pic and sent it off to him; to which he responded with a drool face emoji.
The next couple of weeks were a literal whirlwind as you moved into the hotel's presidential suite and got things ready. Beds were moved out so that some rooms that had two queens now had one king in them. The hotel was disinfected from top to bottom. If felt like you were wearing a hazmat suit all the time during this process. A week before the players arrived the NHL staff did, making sure everything was in order and making sure you had things set up for daily COVID testing. Of course, you had everything well in hand and organized per their instructions, though with a few tweaks that made the process more efficient. Overall, they seemed impressed with everything that you had done.
All that preparation lead up to the big day, July 26th, when the teams moved in. The league had them spread out so that no two teams were checking in at that same time. Tampa Bay was the first in as they traveled the furthest. "You look nervous. Why are you nervous?" Carly's voice came up from behind you as you saw the bus pulling in through the gates.
"There's a lot riding on this Car, and if anything goes wrong; you know it's going to be my head that rolls."
"You're going to do great; this whole thing is going to be smooth like a bubble." She started to giggle. "See what I did there…bubble." You rolled your eyes at your friend but did let out a little snort of laughter at her pun. "Well, here they come."
You straightened your jacket and smoothed down your skirt, before throwing your mask up to go meet your first arrivals. "Gentlemen, welcome to Hotel X." You tried to speak a little louder than normal hoping the mask didn't muffle your words. "We're excited to have you all here. I'm (Y/N) manager here during your stay, anything you need, feel free to call me any time of day." More of the guys filtered in while you spoke to Coach Cooper and a few of the players.
"Anytime huh?" you heard someone mumble in the background and a couple of the guys snickered. It was hard not to roll your eyes as you knew they were focusing on them with your face partially covered. Someone else said, "She can manage me anytime." That was until someone cleared their throat, effectively silencing them.
"Now if you'll follow me, let's get you all checked in." Tables lined with a welcome packet and lanyard with their ID on it, were off to the side and you were able to shuffle them through with pretty good speed, then sent them off to their rooms before they had to head to testing. Your information was inside every packet, in case you were needed at any point during their stay. It seemed like you no sooner got them in and the area disinfected then the next team, the Capitals, were pulling in, and so the day went on until all five teams were safely ensconced in the hotel. Thankfully you made it through that process without any problems, even though the Bruins flight was late and the Flyers were pulling in right as you got the last players through.
It wasn't until dinner, that you encountered your first dilemma, getting a text message from Alexis, who was coordinating the meals. It was a simple message, Get to conference room 3. NOW! As fast as your heels could take you, you headed down to where the Capitals were supposed to be having dinner if you remembered the schedule correctly. You never expected to see what you did though when you entered.
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