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callsign-rogueone · 3 months

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love at first fight - r.g.

Ridoc Gamlyn x marked!reader the first post of my Valentine’s Day celly! 💕 words: 668 🏷: no book spoilers this time! sparring and some blood. no mention of reader’s gender / pronouns. I just have a feeling that Ridoc would be super attracted to someone who's dangerous and can handle themself in combat. this will be part one of a mini-series I have planned, hehe update: sequel is out, read here!

Ridoc commits your entire being to memory the moment he sees you step out of the crowd.

How had he not noticed you before? Everything about you is stunning; the muscle packed onto your legs, the way the rider’s black looks on your skin, and your unruffled demeanor -- you’re looking Jack Barlowe straight in the eye, unflinching. You might be one of three people in the class who aren’t terrified of the guy, who is itching to fight with you.

You strip off your jacket, handing it to the tall blonde beside you whose name he can’t remember, and Ridoc’s heart nearly stops at the sight of the swirling tattoo trailing up your left arm: you’re marked.

If you’re as strong as the rest of your friends -- and you certainly look to be -- this is going to be a good matchup, but he’s still on edge. Barlowe has already garnered a reputation for fighting dirty; he’s tried to kill every one of his opponents thus far in the term, and judging by his visible disgust at your rebellion relic, you won’t be an exception.

Your friend says something to you quietly, advice or a soft reassurance, and you take your place on the mat, shaking out your limbs.

Barlowe lunges at you the second the professor says go, and you make no move to stop him. Do you have a death wish or something?

Evidently not. You kick out at the last second, catching him in the stomach, and he skids back a few feet. He quickly pushes forward again, and you land a punch directly to his jaw and another to his ribs. If he wasn’t mad already, he definitely is now.

He tackles you to the floor, his fist catching the side of your mouth, and you hiss in pain. You grab the hilt of the dagger at his side and pull, yanking it from its sheath and pointing it at him in warning.

He wraps a hand around your wrist, twisting and pushing back at an awkward angle. Rather than struggle over the dagger, you let it fall and kick it aside, sending it spinning across the floor. If you can’t have it, he can’t either.

You kick out again, hitting him where it hurts and shoving him back onto the mat, rising onto your knees. You pull two more blades from the leather straps that circle your thighs, pressing one to his throat and the other to his side.

He yields, but everyone can tell he’s pissed, and that he won’t be letting this go anytime soon. He retreats to the other side of the gym, still smoldering.

Ridoc picks up the short blade that had landed at his feet, extending the hilt to you silently -- by the rules of the Codex, it’s yours to keep as a trophy.

You smile at him with a split lip, the only wound you’d sustained in the fight, taking it and tucking it at your thigh alongside the ones you’d threatened Jack with. “Thanks.”

He nearly falls over at the sound of your voice, soft and sweet in contrast to the hardened soldier persona you’d displayed on the mat.

You return to your squad, leaning against the wall to watch the next match. Blonde guy -- Liam? Lucas, maybe? No, definitely Liam. -- hands you your jacket, but you don’t put it back on, draping it over one arm instead.

Liam holds up five fingers, and you shake your head, holding up four: it had taken you four blows to bring Barlowe down. “New record,” you mouth, smug.

Ridoc’s eyes still don’t leave you even as two cadets start throwing punches directly in front of him.

“I smell a crush,” Rhiannon says slyly.

“We need to unpack why you’re only attracted to people who could kill you, dude,” Sawyer adds. “I’m legitimately concerned.”

His friends’ comments go in one ear and out the other. Deadly or not, he’d do anything to have you smile at him like that again.

#ridoc gamlyn #fourth wing #ridoc gamlyn x reader #ridoc and sweetheart #reader insert #fourth wing fanfic #fourth wing x reader #valentine's day celly #mine #writing fight scenes is hard but I'm working on it hfsbjs sorry

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tkachuktkaching · 2 months

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Sergei Bobrovsky #72 of the Florida Panthers celebrates with Matthew Tkachuk #19 following a 5-2 win over the Pittsburgh Penguins during the game at PPG PAINTS Arena on February 14, 2024 in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania.

(Photo by Justin Berl/Getty Images)

#matthew tkachuk #sergei bobrovsky #florida panthers #source getty images #nhl #hug thy goalie #chucky and his goalies #happy valentine's day #celly time

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youunravelme · 2 months

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congraaats on 1k!!

could you do “good! get out of here! i didn't want you here anyway!”, “are you actually leaving?” and “you actually believed that shit?” with mat? but end it fluffy😅

thanks!!

thank you thank you!

(also let's ignore that this was from my 1000 follower celly from MONTHS ago lolol, happy valentine's day!) does this drabble make sense? i don't know, let's pretend it does though.

ever since he bought the ring, he couldn't stop staring at it. and maybe he should've been more careful, like not pulling the ring out when you had just fallen asleep or anytime you left him alone in the bedroom, but he couldn't help it. he looked at it and saw his future.

with you.

like now, he had his back to the door, gazing at the ring snug inside the velvet box. he had all these plans, it was going to be this friday night, he'd already made the arrangements.

however, he was too busy looking at the promise of his future to hear you walk in the front door.

"you okay?" you asked from the doorway of the bedroom.

mat jumped, snapping the ring box shut and hiding it behind his back before he turned around and faced you. "what?" he squeaked out.

your brows pulled together while your mouth twisted down in a frown that was cuter than it had any right to be.

god he wanted to marry you so bad.

would you hate him if he proposed now?

he cursed at himself in his head. you deserved better than a rushed proposal in your messy bedroom.

"mat? you okay?"

he blinked at you. "you're home early."

you glanced at your phone and looked back at him. "i'm actually home later than usual...."

"oh," he said.

"are you sure you're okay?"

mat scoffed, though it sounded more painful than anything. "me? why wouldn't i be okay? i'm great, fantastic even."

you blinked. "okay, you're acting weird, so i'm gonna go shower, i'm getting dinner with syd and holly."

“good! get out of here! i didn't want you here anyway!”

you laughed as you spun on your heel to walk into the ensuite. mat hurried back to the dresser and shoved the ring box under the underwear in his top drawer.

once his heart rate settled down, your words settled in. mat burst into the bathroom where you were just getting into the shower. "are you actually leaving?" he asked.

he could see you glance at him through the clear glass doors. "yeah," you said. "i made plans for tonight. besides, you told me you didn't want me here anyway."

it was clear you were joking, but mat gasped anyway. "and you actually believed that shit?"

you laughed, and it sounded like music to his ears. "you've been acting odd lately. thought you'd need some space from me."

before he could change his mind, mat stripped off his clothes and joined you in the shower, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you into him. "i could never get tired of you," he mumbled into your shoulder. "did i hurt your feelings?"

you tilted your head to the side, allowing mat to trail his lips up your neck. "nope." you popped the p. "just thought you wanted some space."

mat shook his head vehemently. "i never want space from you. in fact, i don't think i see you enough, so you should definitely cancel on holly and sydney and just stay home with me."

"is that so?"

mat hummed and kissed the spot right behind your ear. "mhm."

"what's in it for me if i stay? i was promised wine and charcuterie."

"i can promise i'll wine and dine you and love you all night long."

you hummed. "anything else?"

mat pulled back just a little. "that's not enough?"

you laughed yet again, and god if he could he would bathe in the sound. you turned around in his arms and wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling his forehead to yours.

"i'll text the girls, let them know i can't make it tonight."

mat leaned down to kiss you but it barely qualified as a kiss because he couldn't stop smiling.

fuck his plans.

tomorrow.

he was gonna ask you tomorrow.

#mat barzal #mat barzal x reader #mat barzal imagine #nhl imagine #nhl imagines #nhl blurb #mathew barzal x reader #mathew barzal imagine #mathew barzal

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sunkissed-zegras · 2 months

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𝐞𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞'𝐬 𝟏𝐤 𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲 (𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭!)｡⋆౨ৎ˚

❀ valentine's day blurbs ! ⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚

-> jack hughes

-> luke hughes

-> adam fantilli

❀ fluffy blurbs ! ⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚

-> post-game fluff w/ jack hughes

-> will smith being a thoughtful and caring king

-> meeting jack's family and them adoring you two

-> nico being tired and you comforting him (hurt/comfort)

-> comforting nico hischier after a tough loss

-> dress shopping with ellen hughes and your mom (jack hughes)

-> reading to adam fantilli (and him not paying attention)

-> aftercare with luke hughes

-> quinn hughes telling jack/luke about your relationship

-> shit-talking with jack hughes

-> jack hughes loves spoiling you

❀ angsty blurbs ! ⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚

-> before you lost the one real thing you've ever known (all too well, jack's version)

-> trevor zegras can't stop comparing his new gf to you

❀ smutty blurbs ! ⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚

-> jack hughes w/ breeding kink

-> jack hughes missing you after a roadie

-> soft sex w/ luke hughes

-> rough w/ quinn hughes

-> luke hughes puts his long fingers to use

-> quinn hughes is a munch (again)

❀ au blurbs ! ⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚

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sc0tters · 9 months

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The Last Goodbye | Mat Barzal

summary: you and Mat had been at opposing ends for weeks and with no clear truce in sight is it time for you two to call it quits?

song: burning - Lewis Capaldi

request: yes/no

warnings: mentions of sexual themes but no actual smut, mentions of game injuries, mentions of alcohol use.

word count: 2.1k

authors note: I’ve been DYING to write for Mat and actually put this song into the celly playlist hoping that someone would pick him… if you want to check out or be apart of the celly here is the playlist!

pt 2

Your love for Mat grew to consume you.

You had been in love with your boyfriend since the day you met him when you were both fifteen and now well into your twenties it hadn’t changed. Mat had asked you out in your apartment as you happened to be at university in New York.

The hockey player was the best boyfriend that you could have ever asked for he was there to listen and always made sure that you knew you were love.

That’s the type of couple you two were, the fans adored your signature monthly photo dumps that had scattered pictures showing your love for each other and highlighting your favourite memories from that month.

Which was why the fans were so shocked that from February May hadn’t made a single one of these dumps. Your usual Valentine’s Day date that gave you one of your favourite moments of the year. Not because Mat would pull out the biggest most extravagant stops, but because it was a whole day that you two would spend together away from everyone else.

It was a day that you two didn’t get the chance to spend as Mat was busy in the physios room as he tried to get his knee back in shape to return before the end of the season.

But when he learnt that it wasn’t a reasonable timeline for him the Canadian was quick to go down a destructive path. It started off with treating you like you were his roommate rather than his girlfriend. You didn’t know the last thing that he had kissed you or even hugged you. It then turned into him coming home at the stupid hours of the morning reeking of alcohol as he came home from whatever bar or club that he had spent his evening in.

Most nights you would just bite your tongue and would wait until he fell asleep before you’d go to cry in the bathroom.

The reason why you were so emotional was because you were losing the love of your life and there was nothing you could do about it. You were trapped in your front row seat to watch the spark disappear from Mat’s eyes and thus the spark from your relationship too. What made it so tough was that there was nothing you could do about it.

One night though when Mat bumped into your bed waking you up, you decided that you had enough “Mat?” You called out as you let out a yawn turning your bedside lamp on as you looked at him.

Mat showed no remorse as he was getting undressed “go back to bed,” his voice was stern as he pulled the shirt over his head.

It almost brought you a sense of comfort that there was no clear evidence that he was cheating on you. He might not love you anymore but to you at least he hadn’t slept with another girl yet.

You leaned against your headboard as you let out a sigh “where have you been?” You asked as he placed his hands on his hips.

The boy was clearly growing irritated “don’t worry about it,” he grumbled as he shook his head.

The pain you felt as you chewed at the inside of your cheek was just enough to take your mind off of the pain that you felt in your heart. It seemed like you couldn’t take him beating around the bush, so when he walked into the bathroom you followed him “do you even love me anymore?” The question made him stop his evening routine as he sent her a scowl in the mirror “don’t ask stupid questions,” Mat warned as he shook his head.

Your eyes began to water as you began to realise that he was falling out of love “I’m going to sleep in the guest room.” You announced as you grabbed your phone from the table.

All you wanted to hear was that Mat did love you, but not even a peep came from his lips.

That was the first night that started the span of two months where you slept in that guest bedroom.

You wanted to say that it was getting easier as his recovery was on a much better path than originally you didn’t want to lie, somehow it had actually gotten worse. The conversations between the two of you only entailed what your plans were for the day.

Sure you didn’t like it but you accepted it because it felt like a battle you would always lose if taken on.

What made it more challenging was when his mother came to town. You loved Nadia like she was your own mother, but this was going to be the hardest thing to force. You had come home and got the fright of your life when you came home to see Nadia smiling on the couch as she sat with Mat “hey baby,” the hockey player was quick to get up as he pressed a kiss to your forehead.

The gesture caused you to flinch as your eyes went wide “hi Nadia!” You went through this internal stage of panic.

That week didn’t even end there, oh no, Mat was the Mat that you love. He was in your bed every night and the two of you even had the chance to have some proper conversations. Sure there wasn’t any intimacy, the fire in your relationship still hadn’t come back but you were ready to wait and take the baby steps.

The moment he left to drop his mom off at the airport you realised that you maybe weren’t ready to wait. You missed the way he had you gripping the headboard for dear life as he ate you out, or how he’d hold your boobs when he let you ride him. But most of all you missed the kiss that he’d place on your head as you came back to reality after a few rounds of sex, the laugh Mat would release when you locked eyes for the first time afterwards always sounded so heavenly.

So when he left you hopped into the shower to start your extensive shaving routine that you had on nights you thought you’d end up in your bed with no clothes on. You even had time to curl your hair. The outfit was easy, it was your orange lingerie with your little blue robe that the boy loved so much. Usually you only pulled it out after a big game.

Mat walked back into the house to see your ass in the air as you were getting ice for your drink “what’s all this for?” He asked in an amused tone as he cocked his head.

You took one of the blueberries from your glass so you could pop it into your mouth “you,” a smile formed on your lips as you pointed at him.

Reality was quick to burst the bubble that you had created over the last week “I’ve got to go meet up with the boys,” the hockey player explained as he looked at his watch to see that he was late.

The scoff that came from your lips was obvious “are you fucking serious?” Your mouth fell agape as you shook your head.

The hockey player furrowed his eyebrows “what’s wrong?” He frowned as he saw that you were upset.

During the conversation you had grown to realise something rough “you’re not even attracted to me anymore are you?” Not once since he had gotten back to the apartment had his eyes gone lower than your chin. The outfit that used to get him in his knees in milliseconds for you now had him acting like a saint.

The look of sadness in his eyes now turned to anger “you know I am,” he was actually offended by the accusation.

Your arms crossed unintentionally making your boobs look bigger “then why haven’t you kissed me in months?” You cocked your head eyes growing cold as you realised how long it had been.

Mat swore you hadn’t been around for the last seven days “I kissed you last week!” He pointed out as he took a step closer to you.

You sighed as you shook your head “that was when your mom was here,” you pointed out as he hadn’t even really kissed you, it was only those little forehead or temple kisses.

The hockey player pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration “you want me to kiss you?” He laughed as he couldn’t believe the words that are coming out of your mouth “is that what this is all about?” Mat added as he cocked his head letting his fingers run through his hair.

Trying to ignore the pain in your chest was your own mission impossible “I want you to love me.” You confessed as you let out a huff.

The words caused Mats world to stop “you know I do,” he was surprised to hear that you thought your own boyfriend didn’t love you.

You let your glass hit the counter with a slam “say it then,” you thought the request was fairly simple.

The hockey player looked at you like you were speaking a different language “what?” His eyes went wide as his mouth ran dry.

You pressed your pointer finger against his chest “tell me that you love me,” you repeated your words as your breathing grew unsteady.

Mat let out a sigh “baby,” he mumbled as he ran his fingers through his hair.

You knew that this move was going to be abrupt and out of nowhere “goodbye Mat.” Tears welled up in your eyes. It was that moment where he could no longer tell you that he loved you, a phrase he used to say at the end of every phone call was now something that he couldn’t even pronounce. That was the moment you knew you had to leave.

The hockey player nodded “when are you coming back?” He asked realising that he was going to have to do some serious grovelling to get you happy again.

Although Mat knew it sounded horrible but the only thing going through his mind was how could he avoid the conflict that had been brewing. That night in your room was the first night he shut you down and this was meant to do the same thing.

Your lip began to quiver as your heart got cold feet from your minds decision “this isn’t that kind of goodbye,” your voice completely broke as you shook your head.

Mat finally realised what you were talking about “you’re breaking up with me?” He asked as he watched you walk away.

You refused to be the one to take the blame for it “this relationship ended a long time ago,” that was true, whilst you still loved him the love that he had for you was no longer being shown and that’s where the downfall of your relationship was routed.

Love was meant to be a two way street and right now it didn’t even feel like the cement was ready for you two.

You pulled a new summer dress that you hadn’t gotten a chance to wear yet over your head “I’ll be back later to get my things.” You confessed as you slipped on the closets shoes to the door.

Mat remained quiet as he so badly wanted to wake up from this nightmare “I’ll see you around Mathew.” You took the little M necklace off of your neck as you placed it onto his palm before you closed it off.

Both of you had tears running down your faces as you walked out of the apartment. Mat wanted to run after you but he couldn’t. He literally felt trapped as the tears streamed down his face causing his body to slide down onto the ground as he leaned against the wall.

It had been a week since you walked out on him and Mat had made his return back to the game. As he scored his first goal back the teamed swarmed him in a celebration. But through all of their cheers he scanned the crowd, it was a normal habit for him as he never knew where you were sat. But halfway through the scan he was met with the harsh reminder, you had broken up with him. So you weren’t going to be sat in the crowd screaming his name, you weren’t wearing his old match worn jersey. But the last reminder was the worst pill to try to swallow.

You were no longer his.

#mat barzal #mat barzal x reader #mat barzal imagine #Mat Barzal oneshot #nhl imagine #nhl oneshot #hockey imagine #hockey imagines #ambers 150 celly #imagines #oneshots #islander imagines #amber writes fics

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uluvjay · 3 months

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Lando Norris Masterlist

* indicates smut, • indicates angst, -> indicates a part two

Social media edits

Ln4 is 24!

Imagines

Helpful ex*~ Your ex finally comes around to pick up his things but finds you in an interesting situation

New years*~ In which your boyfriend can’t take how good you look during new years celebrations and fucks you in a club bathroom

Transfer proof~ A brand sends you a ‘transfer proof’ lipstick and you need your boyfriend’s help putting it to the test

Hands to yourself *~ riding Lando in his Lamborghini Miura

Valentines morning*~ Lando waking you up on Valentine’s Day

Extras….

12 days of ficmas

1k celly masterlist!

#uluvjay talks #lando norris #masterlist

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amournoir · 9 months

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𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐒

𝐑𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫: my work (fics, headcannons, requests, series, etc.) can not be shared or ‘fed’ to AI. this is me NOT consenting to sharing my work in any way or under any circumstance. i will block and report it immediately.

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫’𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: warnings will be placed at the beginning of all my work, it’s your job to proceed with caution. reblogs are fully welcomed with credit.

key: 🤍 (fluff) ~ 🖤 (angst) ~ ❤️‍🔥 (smut) ~ 🩶 (dark)

click here for the taglist

「 𝐉𝐉 𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐤 」

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✧࿐𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬

hidden hearts 🤍 ︴you’ve always had a thing for your brother’s best friend

✧࿐𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬

birthday night in moodboard 🤍

valentine’s moodboard 🤍

「 𝐊𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐚 + 𝐒𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐡 」

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✧࿐𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬

girls night {on hold} ︴sarah and kiara help you celebrate an early birthday with a girls night sleepover

✧࿐𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬

galentine’s ❤️‍🔥 ︴ from v-day celly

✧࿐𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 (w/ 𝐒𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐡)

firsts ❤️‍🔥 ︴y/n and her best friend, Sarah, are each other’s firsts.

playtime ❤️‍🔥 ︴girls night was canceled so what now? what are you and sarah gonna do?

coming soon!

✧࿐ 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐨𝐮𝐬

play toy ︴Rafe agrees to Y/N’s deal.

chaos & calm 🤍 ︴ from v-day celly ft. Rafe C.

ohana? ohana. ❤️‍🔥🩶 ︴ from v-day celly ft. Rafe C.

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#aurora.r works #aurora.r fics #aurora.r masterlist #outer banks #obx #jj maybank #john b routledge #sarah cameron #kiara carrera

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silverstonesainz-archive · 1 year

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🫧 because i loved the carlos one… first times with charles? congrats on 2k you’re a great writer!

thank you so much!! first _____ with charles would be like:

date: the first date was actually blind date. pierre had berated charles on needing commitment which was so rich coming from pierre. but nonetheless, pierre set charles up with you. "consider it a late christmas gift mate," he told charles. you only knew pierre because of his girlfriend, and when he conned you into going on a date, he failed to mention it was the charles leclerc. but the date went well. it was dinner, at an italian restaurant. and you both stayed at the restaurant until ten minutes before closing time.

kiss: new years, at midnight. which in fairness wasn't too far from your first date. you decided to go to pierre's new years party together, because why not? with a few too many glasses of champagne in both your systems, the fireworks in the background, and the clock striking 12, it was the perfect time to kiss him. so you did. and to be clear, you kissed him.

time ;): it was feb 11, an early valentines date before hed have to fly to marenello for the unveiling of the new car. go figure that it would be on valentines day, how else did ferrari want to ruin charles's life?but charles went above and beyond to make your early valentines date special. roses, renting out a restaurant, string quartet, the whole damn thing. thats why you couldn't help but take him in the back seat of his very small car and take him there. and then again in his apartment. and then in the morning before he had to leave.

fight: he didnt mean to snap at you, especially when you were just trying to be nice. he was frustrated with the results of quali, frustrated over having to fight for his place back in the front, frustrated at yet another fuck up from his team that costed him a good start. you weren't meant to catch the brunt of his emotions, but you also weren't going to let it slide. so you left him on the track, hitching a ride with carlos back to the hotel instead. but charles was super apologetic, stopping by a flower shop before returning back to the hotel all while saying how sorry he is.

saying 'i love you': he finally won monaco. he finally did the damn thing. and as he stood on the top step, staring down at his family and you, he can't help but mouth the words i love you. but he said it again when he stepped , over and over and over after the fact.

meeting his family: also at monaco. meeting his brothers was a complete accident. lorenzo and arthur had strolled into charles's drivers room, thinking that he was in there but instead found you, sitting on the massage table with your phone in your hands. you looked like a deer caught in headlights. "h-hi. i'm y/n." "oh!! you're charles's girlfriend!" arthur was quick to walk over and give you a hug, the shier older brother in tow. meeting pascale was just a little better, with a proper introduction from charles. you became close with her after the fact, always arm and arm on the paddock, supporting your favorite driver.

meeting your family: i actually did a head cannon for this found here hehe

d's 2k celly

#d's 2k sleepover!#charles leclerc #cl16 hc #the firsts collection

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dreamersparacosm · 2 years

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can you do a fluff prompt for “you remembered?” with austin please? thanks :)

you remembered - austin butler

note ; i gotta stop writing these damn requests bc i keep crying they’re SO cute also yes this is inspired by a taylor swift song because i am her biggest fan

warnings ; none this is so fluffy it hurts

｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆

there were far and few people who actually knew you. sure, they could consider you an acquaintance, or a friend of a friend, or someone they were okay with saying hi to on a busy street. but, in terms of really getting down to the inner workings of your brain, there were possibly only three people who made the shortlist. for a large portion of your life, it was lonely, yet comforting, that so little people knew you. however, then you met him.

he took the time to understand you, to hear you and to grow with you. he made sure your needs were met, and that he was being the best lover he possibly could. austin butler was more than just a person you cuddled with at night, more than just a boy you called your “boyfriend,” but was the sole person who knew you better than anyone else.

for your 27th birthday, however, was the first time he felt as though he didn’t know you at all. after dating for more than four years, there were only so many birthday gifts he could come up with, not to mention the copious valentines and anniversary gifts. he didn’t want to propose just yet — he was saving that for a very special occasion — but he needed some form of token to show his love.

realistically, it wouldn’t take much to make you smile. you were already pleased with the way he spoiled you everyday. despite all this, he scoured the nearby mall to see if there was anything worth gifting. when he had almost given up hope, he walked by a jewelry shop, and he retreated to a memory from years ago. you and him had just been friends at that point, talking about your hopes and dreams and wishes. you had told him that, one day, you would love to wear a necklace with your lover’s initials around your neck, to feel as though you belonged to someone for once.

with that in mind, he waltzed into the jewelry store and bought you your gift. his initials, a.b, engraved onto a gold heart-shaped locket with a picture of the two of you inside. later, when he had revealed your present to you, tears falling from your eyes, he would cherish the words you said to him forever: “aw, aus, you remembered.”

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#answered #anon #austin butler #austin butler angst #austin butler blurb #austin butler fluff #austin butler fanfic #austin butler x reader #austin butler imagine

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starry-hughes · 1 year

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Hi Star! Can you please write “you got me flowers?” with Quinn? Thank you! 💐

500 follower celly!

quinn was a good boyfriend. the best. your friends and you were sitting around a table during brunch at a restaurant. “quinn doesn’t get you flowers?” one of your friends gasped.

shaking your head, “no, but that doesn’t mean anything, he still loves me just the same. flowers or not.”

“even for valentines day or your anniversary?” another friend asked. “he and i usually just make dinner at home for valentines and our anniversary is in the summer so we just take a day on the lake together.”

after brunch, you got home and quinn was arriving home from a roadie. “hi babe, welcome home. proud for your goals this trip,” you smiled. “why did your friends text me to get you flowers?” quinn asked confused.

“oh they were just surprised that you have never gotten me flowers. i told them i didn’t mind. i’m sorry if they bothered you,” you said. “do you want flowers?” quinn asked softly.

“you don’t have to get me anything babe,” you laughed. you really didn’t mind.

quinn didn’t know where to even buy flowers. he left for practice before you woke up with one mission: get you flowers.

you slept in really late which was unusual for you. quinn had sped home from practice with a bouquet of flowers from a grocery store, not the best but it was a nice start.

the flowers were laid on your nightstand when you woke up. quinn was sitting on the couch watching a movie when you entered the living room. “you got me flowers?”

“i just thought you would want them since your friends made it seem like a big deal,” quinn said. “quinn honey i want you to buy me flowers because you want to, not because some said you should,” you laughed before going into the kitchen to find a vase.

“so you don’t want flowers?”

“i’m happy with whatever you decide to get me whenever quinn.”

“thank god because those flowers are from the grocery store and half wilted”

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toasttt11 · 2 months

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happy valentine’s day!!!!

i just posted the last of my requests for my 300 celly, so it’s official over :( thank you to everyone who requested something, it was very fun to write!

#toasts300celly!

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callsign-rogueone · 1 month

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the dress - i.c.

Imogen Cardulo x reader Imogen finds you getting ready for a night on the town, and makes it clear what she thinks of that idea. part of my Valentine’s Day celly! 💕 #9: love confession words: 980 🏷: no book spoilers. reader wears makeup and a dress, but no pronouns used. very mild argument, talk of drinking and hookups, it's mentioned that reader had one (1) shot (I may be sober, but I can still write about drinking!), Imogen calls you sweetheart twice. I cannot believe it took me this long to post something for her! I just wanna be her cute little femme girlfriend so bad bro 😭

You shut the eyeshadow compact, satisfied with your work. It’s been a long time since you’ve bothered to do yourself up like this, and you almost don’t recognize your reflection, but it looks nice.

You hear the door unlock, straightening up.

“Oh, hi Im,” you greet, your cheeks warming. You weren’t expecting to run into her, but you suppose it was inevitable; you do share a bathroom, after all.

She stares at you blankly for a moment, taking you in -- she’s never seen you like this, ever. “What are you wearing?”

“A dress,” you answer, moving in a small circle to show her the full extent of the outfit. “I bought it first year, but I’ve never had a chance to wear it. Do you like it?”

It’s cute, a pretty shade of light blue patterned with tiny white flowers, cap sleeves and a short skirt that flutters as you move, but it's definitely not seasonally appropriate -- it’s very likely going to pour rain tonight, and that thin cotton isn’t going to keep you warm at all, especially when it only extends to your knees. She doesn’t see your flight jacket anywhere, either.

“I do like it. But why are you wearing it?“

You gather up the makeup back into the little bag you keep it in, pulling the drawstring tightly. “Me and the infantry girls I met last week are gonna go into town to hook us some civilians. Wanna come with?”

You stumble a bit as you turn, still unused to the heeled shoes you’d borrowed from your new friend.

Imogen reaches out to steady you, setting a hand on your back. She sniffs the air twice, undoubtedly smelling the shot of whiskey you’d taken earlier -- you hate the stuff, but it does the job, and you can’t really complain about the taste when there’s nothing else available; cadets aren’t supposed to have any alcohol in their rooms.

“I only had one shot,” you defend, seeing the unamused look on her face, “and I’m gonna need one or two to convince myself to go through with this.”

“To go through with what?”

“Y’know…” you gesture aimlessly, embarrassed.

She raises an eyebrow. “No, sweetheart, I don’t. Care to enlighten me?”

“To go out to a tavern and take somebody home. Or to be taken home, I guess, since we can’t have visitors. I’ve never done anything like this before, but there’s a first time for everything, right?” You manage a smile and a nervous laugh.

The anxiety radiating from you is her last straw, but she treads carefully, knowing you’re a little fragile right now. “I don’t think that’s a good idea.”

“Why not?” you ask, looking genuinely confused.

She can’t take it anymore. “Gods, how naive are you? Do you have any idea how dangerous this plan is? Walking half a mile to town at night in the cold with a group of girls you hardly know, dressed like that, just so you can get drunk and hook up with some stranger who you’ll never see again?”

You take a step back, grateful you don’t stumble again, and cross your arms over your chest in a show of intimidation that doesn’t work at all. “I can protect myself. And you don’t get to tell me what to do, or who to hang out with, and you certainly don’t get to tell me who to fuck. Why do you even care?”

“Because I want you to be safe, and because you’re worth so much more than just a drunk hookup. You deserve someone who actually cares about who you are inside, about your feelings. You’re a good person, and I don’t want to see you get hurt.”

You deflate, looking down at the floor in shame. “You’re right, it was a dumb idea,” you mumble, rubbing your hands over your arms in an attempt to warm yourself up.

“C’mere,” she coaxes.

You step out of the shoes, taking a few steps across the cold tile toward her and letting her wrap her arms around you.

She smells nice.

There’s a moment of still quiet, just the distant sounds of water moving through the pipes.

She rubs a hand over your back. “I’m sorry, sweetheart,” she says quietly. “I shouldn’t have raised my voice at you.”

“S’okay,” you mumble, but she isn’t entirely convinced.

“Hey,” she says softly, “you know I love you, right?”

You blink. “What?”

She stiffens and pulls away, realizing what she’s admitted, but it’s too late to take it back. “I’m in love with you,” she repeats. “But if you don’t feel the same, I— mph!”

She squeaks in surprise as you tug her back to you by the collar of her flight jacket, connecting your lips.

You taste like malt liquor and strawberry lip gloss, and it’s intoxicating; she can’t get enough of the thing she’s wanted so badly for the last year.

You pull away for air after a moment, resting your forehead against hers. “I do feel the same, for the record. I’ve been in love with you for months. Tonight was going to be a desperate attempt to get over you, but that’s clearly never gonna happen.”

She smiles. “I’m glad I found you here, then.”

Rain splatters against the frosted window, a downpour starting outside, and you can’t help but laugh -- there’s no way you would have made it all the way to town and back like this; you’d be soaked before you got past the front gates.

“How about I go change into something warmer, and then we can start making up for all that lost time,” you suggest, picking up the shoes and your makeup bag.

“That sounds perfect,” she agrees, giving you another soft kiss. “See you in five minutes?”

You grin at her over your shoulder as you push open the door. “I’ll make it three.”

#imogen cardulo #fourth wing #imogen cardulo x reader #fourth wing x reader #mine #valentine's day celly #not in love with the beginning of this one but meh #it eez what it eez

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jackhues · 5 months

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naqia's event masterlists!

here you can find all masterlists for any events i've held (some may be missing)

naqia's valentine's day special masterlist

naqia's 100 follower celebration masterlist!

naqia's blurb weekend masterlist!

naqia's ig edit night masterlist!

naqia's 1k follower celly masterlist!

naqia's writing games masterlist!

naqia's end of the year celly masterlist!

#naqia's navigation #naqia's masterlist!#nav #masterlist

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ladylannisterxo · 1 year

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heyyy my loves!! it's been a minute since i've held a celly and with valentine's day right around the corner, i wanted to use it as an opportunity to celebrate love, love, LOVE (whether that be self, platonic, or romantic - doesn't matter, all are welcome here!!)

celebration ends february 19

navigation . masterlist . taglist blog

feel free to send as many as you'd like but only one request per ask 😊 you don't have to be my mutual to participate! you don't even have to follow me, feel free to just celebrate love!! if you participate, kindly reblog this post so others can see! and most importantly, have fun!!

💘 - send in a character + a sfw prompt(s) for a blurb/drabble

one . two . three . four { feel free to mix and match but please be clear in your request - also open for you to send in your own! }

❤️‍🔥 - send in a character + a nsfw prompt(s) for a blurb/drabble

one . two . three { feel free to mix and match but please be clear in your request - also open for you to send in your own! }

💞 - send in a character + a trope/scenario/situation for a moodboard

💝 - (mutuals only) send in any emoji and get a love letter from me to you!

💋 - send in a love letter to a favorite blog of yours and i'll @ them so they can see!

💖 - send games! fmk, cyma, would you rather, top 5 anything, make me choose, etc.

💌 - let's talk! tell me about your day, something you're looking forward to, a really great thing that happened lately, what you had for lunch! it doesn't matter, just keep it positive!

tagging some mutuals (help spread the word??) ; @slvtgf , @lauraneedstochill , @ruby-dragon , @valhallaas , @acrossthesestars , @wanturvideo , @oncasette , @inklore , @finalgirleddiemunson , @withoutaplease , @biillys , @keeryswiftie , @inthedayswhenlandswerefew , @imaginingmarvelandeverything , @biillys

#celebration of love with 's'#using yet another celly to practice writing for other characters lol #first time doing moodboards so if i run a little slow with those just bear with me 🙂#'s' speaks

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sunkissed-zegras · 2 months

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❀ evangeline's 1k celly!!⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ [CLOSED!]

─ hello everyone!!!! welcome to my 1k celly :) i joined tumblr in august, so it's been roughly 6 months and i already reached 1,000 followers, which is absolutely mindblowing to me. everyone has been so welcoming and kind, i love every single one of my followers/moots, but also anyone who has interacted with any of my work - whether it was liking, reblogging, commenting and giving feedback, i appreciate EVERY. SINGLE .ONE. i love you all more than i can put into words, AND NOW TO THE FESTIVES!!!!!!

─ since this celly is taking place around valentine's day, this is gonna kind be valentine's day theme. this celly is gonna be active feb 13 ─ feb 19th! if you are going to send something in, please send it in within the time frame or i'm gonna delete it!! now, like every other celly i've done, i'm gonna do fics and ask-related events :)

─ LASTLY, another thank you to anyone who has supported me in any way shape or form, i love you so much, you're awesome. now, SEND ME IN SOME ASKS AND THEY'LL BE OUT SOON (promise)

navigation !! main masterlist !! 1k celly masterlist !!

-> ask-related events! all requests need to be send with a prompt to make it easier for me! any prompt is okay (whether you made it up or found it online, it's okay!) here is a list of prompts if you can't think of any! also make sure to be specific which exact prompt you want, i would prefer you to copy and paste it!

angsty prompt list #1

angsty prompt list #2

fluffy prompt list #1

fluffy prompt list #2

smutty prompt list #1

smutty prompt list #2

💘 send this & i will write a short valentine's day blurb for a player!

👒 send this & i will write a short angsty blurb for a player!

🌱 send this & i will write a short fluffy blurb for a player!

🍯 send this & i will a short smutty blurb for a player!

🎀 send this & your favorite AU and i will write a short blurb of your choice [smutty, fluffy, angsty, etc]!

-> fics i will be posting for this celly!

♡ in a world of boys, he's a gentleman | adam fantilli

♡ olive theory (but with tomatoes) | nico hischier

♡ the lakehouse incident | luke hughes zegras' have more fun au

tagging some moots to boost! i love you all btw, thank you so much for all your support

@fiapartridge @arcvil1e @dylancozens24 @lovinbarzal @sc0tters @hockeyswiftie @jamiedryssnail @nopuckyou @hhughes @starsandhughes @bedsyandco @fratboyzegras @babydollmarauders @nicohischierz @rowansrowdy43 @lvrzegras @drysdalesv @puckingfabulous @wbkz3gras @hischiershoe @heartsforhischier @jamiedrizzdale @dylan-duke @hearts4hughes @andreburakozy @hughesmedicine @andreburakozy @drysdalesv @jostyriggslover96 @arcvil1e !!

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sc0tters · 8 months

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Off Limits | Adam Fantilli

summary: an obstacle quickly comes in your relationship when Nolan learns about your relationship with his teammate, there is light at the end of that tunnel but how do you get to it?

trope: captains sister

request: yes/no

warnings: swearing, overly protective older brother, allusions to sex but nothing explicit.

word count: 1.85k

authors note: I’ve officially hopped onto the Adam Fantilli train for writing (it’s about dang time). I ended this before we got to the draft because I knew we wouldn’t be getting a happy ending so I said not yet… we have started the 500 celly though so we can find positives where we can.

You were off limits.

That was Nolan’s one rule for the team, they could befriend or they could hate you. But what they couldn’t do was date you.

For the most part the boys listened as well, you were a freshman that whilst you were hot most of the boys valued their lives more than getting you in their beds.

Everyone but Adam understood that. The moment he laid eyes on you in your sports media class he knew he was screwed.

Sure he could try to say that made Nolan’s rule didn’t need to apply to him because he had actually met you before he knew you were Nolan’s younger sister. But no matter how hard he tried there was no getting around it, Adam was fucked if his captain ever found out.

You on the other hand saw your brothers rule like a challenge, you never truly intended on listening to him because if you liked a guy then who was he to stop you from dating him?

There was never any true intention from your side at least to fall for Adam though, sure he was cute but with the quick notice of his talent you truly couldn’t understand why he always walked you back to your dorm from parties.

Nolan somehow remained oblivious to Adams lingering glances after games as the players caught up with their friends and families. The way Adams hand would only leave your shoulders for a couple of minutes when you were at parties. Or even how you smiled like an idiot whenever Adam sent you stupid memes when you were with Nolan. Your big brother was oblivious to it all.

Not everyone else graced you with the same pleasure though as the rest of the freshmen on the team continued to tease both of you about your obvious feelings towards the other person.

The night of a Halloween party though when Adam walked you back to your dorm he finally said what you had been waiting for.

His palms were sweaty as he watched you pull the cowgirl hat off of your head “have a nice night bellissima,” he gave you a side hug as you furrowed your eyebrows.

He had called you that pretty much from the second week of knowing him and it always seemed to make Luca smile “are you ever gonna tell me what that means?” You asked as you cocked your head.

Prior to that you never did care but it seemed that tonight the curiosity was eating at you “it means beautiful,” he explained as he smiled.

You let your tongue dart over your lips as you smiled “you really think I am?” Your nose scrunched as your cheeks turned red at the compliment.

Adam took a step forward as he tucked your hair behind your ear “you’re the prettiest girl I’ve ever met.” He confessed as his fingers ran over your jaw tilting your face up to him.

The hallway was surprisingly quiet as you giggled “you’re lucky you’re cute cause that was cheesy.” You laughed as you shook your head.

His face dropped until you cupped his cheeks “good night Adam,” you smiled as you leaned forward as you pecked his lips with your own.

That night Adam swore he didn’t sleep because he was smiling so hard. When the next morning came around the Fantilli boy asked you out over breakfast at a local cafe.

The first four months were great, everyone did their part in keeping your relationship a secret to Nolan but he was starting to have his suspicions, all of which were answered on Valentine’s Day.

Adam smiled as you sat on his lap “looking so pretty today bellissima,” he cooed as he squeezed your chin.

You two were so caught up in each others gazes as you smiled at the feeling of his lips on yours that you didn’t hear your door open “what the fuck?” Nolan gasped as his eyes went wide at the sight in front of him.

If there was a moment you wanted to die in this was it. You were quick to jump off of your boyfriends lap as you locked eyes with your brother “i-I can explained,” you stuttered as you stood up blocking Nolan’s way to Adam.

He had never been that angry in his life “move out of the way y/n!” Nolan yelled as he placed his hands on your shoulders as he tried to move you out of the way “Nols please.” You begged as you shook your head.

Adam felt both awkward and bad as he watched the siblings argue “you had one job in life,” Nolan spat as he looked over you as he sent his teammate a glare.

The Fantilli boy watched as your face look guilty “you could have slept with any girl on campus but you just had to fuck my sister?” Your brother continued to twist the knife into your chest as tears began to well in your eyes.

Sure you knew you had pissed him off but you didn’t think he’d talk so poorly about you and Adam “I’m not just fucking her,” now that probably wasn’t the best thing for Adam to say as he could see the smoke coming out of Nolan’s ears “just?” He asked as he crossed his arms.

It seemed like now was another time for you to step in “we’ve been dating for almost four months.” You confessed as it caused his head to whip around to you.

Nolan walked over to you “you’re dating?” He asked as he pointed his finger at you “whatever this is ends right now.” Nolan looked between the two of you far too angry to think.

Tears were now streaming down your face “Nol please,” your lip quivered as you pushed your hair out of your face.

If Adam knew that it would have blown up like this he would have told Nolan before he asked you out “this is the end of the conversation.” That was the last thing before the hockey captain walked out of your room.

Adam was quick to get off of your bed as he went to console you “you should go.” You announced as you sighed.

That honestly broke his heart “don’t do this to me baby.” Adam begged as he squeezed your hand.

You brought your other hand up to your face to wipe your tears away “just until Nolan calms down maybe we should cool it.” You shrugged as you walked to your door “please don’t make this harder than it needs to be.” You pleaded with him as you opened the door.

The air was heavy as both yours and his cheeks were wet from tears “I love you bellissima.” Adam nodded as he kissed your forehead before he walked out of your room.

It had been two weeks since Adam walked out of your room, two weeks since he told you he loved you. Both of you had been talking the time apart poorly. You hadn’t left your dorm besides for when you went to class, your roommate brought you meals every time because she knew you wanted to avoid Adam. The Fantilli boy wasn’t door well either, his performance during games had dropped and Nolan almost killed him on multiple occasions during training.

When Nick and Steve saw you walking to one of your classes they knew someone had to step in.

Their plan started with taking you for coffee, the cafe was where Nolan was picking up a drink with a girl.

When he saw how dark your under eye circles were the guilt was quick to hit him like a truck. Nolan didn’t love the fact that you were all cozy with his teammate but the thing that hurt him the most was the fact that you didn’t tell him the truth to begin with.

The boys convinced Nolan to apologise to both you and Adam, then came phase two.

Nolan had you to come to the Yost after practice because he had to give you something. Now you were largely hesitant about it because you didn’t want to see Adam, you knew you wouldn’t keep it together if you did.

But when Nolan was followed by Adam you were confused “Nol-” you began as you didn’t want to do this again.

He held his hand up causing you to grow quiet “I’m sorry for being an ass to you guys.” Nolan sighed as he watched people walk out of the rink.

Adam couldn’t help but frown as he looked at you, his facial scruffle as you liked to call it was growing in and his eyes were dark. Nolan smiled as he realised that neither one of you were paying attention to him but rather to your fellow class member “I’m going to leave you two now,” he laughed to himself as he shook his head.

Nolan sent you a salute “is he good to you?” He asked as he turned his attention towards you “so good.” You nodded as you sent Adam a soft smile.

Adam matched your expression “don’t let her answer change to that Fantilli.” Nolan pointed his finger at the boy “I don’t plan on that anytime soon.” When Adam said that Nolan was pulled away from the conversation “I’m sorry,” you blurted out as tears drew themselves in your eyes once more.

The boy was quick to sigh as he walked over to you shutting the gap between you both “none of that,” he shook his head “just hug me okay?” Adam held his arms out as you rested your head on his chest “missed you.” You confessed causing him to laugh.

He loved how you were fully back out of your shell after what Nolan had said to you both “missed you more than you’d ever know.” Adam smiled as he cupped your face so he could kiss your lips.

Nolan thought he was behaving when Steve and Nick had him stood watching the interaction so that he could get used to it. But when your head tilted backwards to allow Adam the access to your lips, he lost it “keep your hands above her leggings mister!” Nolan called out quickly causing you to pull away.

You smiled as you flipped your brother off “should we get out of here?” You asked with a smirk as you looked up at Adam who nodded “I think I like the sound of that.” The three senior players watched as the loved up couple walked hand in hand out of the Yost.

Part of Nolan was happy to see you happy again, but the other part of him was the protective big brother “do you think I’ve just encouraged them to have sex again?” Nolan sucked his cheeks as he thought about it for a second.

Nick laughed at what he said “it’s fine,” he nodded to himself “if they go back to Adams we gave him a box of condoms this morning.” The statement caused Nolan’s eyes to go wide.

“I actually hate you both so much.”

#ambers 500 celly #Adam Fantilli imagines #adam fantilli #imagines #hockey imagine #hockey imagines #nhl imagine #nhl oneshot #oneshots #Adam Fantilli oneshots #umich imagine #umich x reader #amber writes fics

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