#Connor Ball Blurbs

[fictionalsownme]

"Whump" | connor rk800 x reader | WIP BLURB

I don't post him all the time, but the connor brain rot is pretty bad lol I also really like whump and I saw this pin on pinterest and that's how this was born hehe. again, not really finished! abrupt ending but you can guess where it goes, established friendship, in my head the reader is a secretary at the DPD but it's not referenced. female reader, reader uses she/her pronouns.

disclaimer: this blurb is unedited and unfinished. just wanted to share some WIPs! Enjoy!

"Connor!"

You found his body slumped on the floor against the wall, his head hanging at an awkward angle.

There was blue blood… his blood everywhere. It was so bright against the blackness of the dirty floor that it almost seemed to glow.

"Oh my god--"

You ran to kneel at his side, nearly slipping on the thirium under your shoes. His legs were straight out like a broken doll's, you could see patches of his plating where his skin had retracted in the damage. Trying to manage your breathing, you gingerly cradled his head, lifting his face to meet your gaze. It was worse than you thought.

Retracted skin revealed massive damage to his white under-plating. Scratched and dented and caved-in. Blue blood was splattered across his face, it poured from his nose and over his lips to drip off his chin. It was immediately clear he wasn't conscious, with glazed over eyes and a slack jaw.

Whether he was in a sort-of standby or already dead you had no way of knowing.

You peeled open his jacket to reveal the center of his chest where thirium pooled the thickest in a gaping, mangled crater. Down to his lap and spilling over the dusty cement. You had no idea what his inner wiring was supposed to look like, but you knew it wasn't this.

"Fuck-- Connor?" You held his cheeks, your crying already starting up fresh once again. "Connor, can you hear me? I don't-- I don't know how to fix you! Connor?"

No signs. No light from his LED, no flickering of his irises, nothing.

You were sobbing in earnest now. Hiccupping and shaking and breathing in harsh, shuddering breaths. You grabbed your phone, trying not to scream when your realized your hands were covered in blue blood. Connor's blood. Your best friend's blood. It took you too long to use your phone, with multiple pauses to wipe your sticky hands on your jeans.

When it finally began to ring, you cradled it between your ear and shoulder. You weren't sure what your hands could do, so you started wiping the blood from Connor's face. Away from his eyes, off his cheeks.

"This is Markus."

"Markus! It's me, you gave me your number in case of emergencies-- It's Connor, he's-- Connor's hurt, he's not awake and there's blue blood e-everywhere and I don't know what to do, I don't even know if he's--"

"Wait, wait-- slow down, where are you?"

"I-I don't know! Some random abandoned building off of— fuck— Riverbank Drive? Connor's been missing all day since he picked up this case by himself and I retraced his steps and I-- fuck, Markus-- I don't even know if he's alive!"

"I need you to tell me his condition so I can get some biocomponents for him-- can you tell anything from what you see?"

You balled the fabric of his jacket in your fist. You swallowed hard, "His chest looks really bad-- it’s all m-mangled and, and empty? He… He's lost a lot of blood— God, Markus, tell me he's not dead."

"I'm on my way with some help, alright? Send me your location and stay with him. If he wakes up, keep him still until we can get there, you got it?"

You sobbed again and nodded, covering your face with a blood-drenched hand. "I'll be here, I promise."

After Markus hung up and you sent him your location, he assured you he was coming as fast as he could.

You kneeled there, clutching the material of Connor's sleeves and crying. You were so useless. For all you knew, Connor was already dead, and you were here, holding his empty body. Androids were more resilient than humans, sure, but all living things had a limit. You'd never stopped to consider Connor was anything other than indestructible.

You heard Markus' footsteps echo through the empty structure some minutes later. You had managed to reel back your hysterical sobbing down to silent tears with some measured breathing but your resolve was… precarious.

"Markus! Over here!”

You didn't see him until he rounded the corner, Simon in step behind him.

"Jesus Connor--" He hissed as he ran to join you at his side. He had a case with him, which Simon got to work opening. Parts and tools, packs of blue blood.

"What happened?" Markus asked you as his eyes flickered over Connor's form, no doubt scanning his injuries.

You shook your head, trying to ignore the tears streaking down your cheeks and the blood on your hands, legs, face. You couldn't take your eyes off of Connor. "I don't know."

"Someone must've taken him by surprise--" Simon began, beginning to dig through his supplies. "Could've been some kind of electrical signal, got the jump on his hardware, lagged him out before the fight even started."

"Is he gonna' be okay?" You asked, now just holding onto the edge of Connor's jacket sleeve while Markus and Simon got to work.

"I don't know. Could depend on how long he was shut down."

Markus' hand reached deep into the cavern at the center of Connor's torso. He pulled out what must've been a biocomponent, mangled beyond your recognition. He passed it to Simon, before grabbing what you hoped was a new one from the case.

He swapped out a few pieces like that, all unrecognizable to your untrained eyes. Until finally Simon was holding one you knew. You'd forgotten it's name, but it belonged in the center of Connor's torso and regulated his heartbeat. That's how Connor had explained it anyway.

Before he situated the final part inside his chest, Markus spent some time repairing Connor's plating and wiring. Adjusting placements, bending pieces back into place, sometimes welding seams just enough to function. You stayed quiet, staring blankly at Connor's limp hand resting on the floor next to yours.

Useless.

You were utterly useless.

You started when Markus kur-chunk-ed the regulator into place in the center of Connor's chest, his hands angling back and forth to ensure the connection.

The faint sound of machinery blossomed out from his center. Quiet humming and whirring, like a computer booting up.

His face was mostly angled toward you but you couldn't see his LED. Markus and Simon were still at work. Connor's eyes still looked glazed over and empty.

You eyes caught on some movement toward the cement. His fingers twitching.

"He's awake," said Simon suddenly. "Keep him calm."

You looked back to his face, and while he still had that unfocused expression, there was something in his eyes. A clue that he could see you. Well, maybe sort of see you.

"Connor?" You tried softly. Your throat was tight with the promise of more tears. That familiar tingling in your nose, the watering of your eyes. "It's me, I'm here with Markus and Simon. You… You're safe."

"What…" His voice came out staticky and metallic. Like it was passing through an old radio. He blinked, slow. "What happened…?"

You swept a hair away from his brow. You hoped in his state he couldn't feel your trembling. As scared as you were, you didn't want to frighten him any further. His head turned just that little bit more towards you. His LED was a dim crimson.

"You got hurt. But you're gonna be fine. We're gonna take care of you."

His eyes fluttered, and he was that little bit clearer.

"You found me?"

You wanted to say 'barely', wanted to say 'by sheer dumb luck', wanted to say 'I almost didn't. I almost killed you'.

"Always."

"Alright, Connor, you're going to start to stabilize a bit,” said Markus finally as he seemed to finish up the last of what work he could do.

He slowly, slowly, turned his head to meet Markus' eye. Like a ghost.

"When you can stand, let us know. We need to get you back to Jericho for more repairs."

"Is he going to be okay?" You couldn't help asking again.

"Now that he's awake, as long as we get him to Jericho soon, he should be fine," Simon reassured. "You're going to be fine, Connor."

“Someone attacked me… I didn’t see their face… don’t remember…”

“It’s okay,” you added gently. “Take it slow.”

“They could still be here.” And his hand took yours in a staggering motion. Weak and slow and disjointed.

“We’re here, Connor.” Markus put his hand on his arm. “We won’t let anything happen to her.”

Even like this… Even with all this pain he was still worried about you.

“I can stand.”

You wanted him to take it slower, to not push himself too hard, but the sooner he got to Jericho the better.

You stumbled back, dropping his hand as Markus and Simon went to either side of him.

They slotted their arms under his and behind his back, helping him to his feet. He actually groaned a bit at the effort. It was a deep, staticky sound you’d never heard from him before.

You walked with them like that, trying not to start crying again. You went a few paces ahead of them to open doors and check around corners as the four of you made your way out.

Every time you glanced in Connor’s direction, he was already watching you with a clouded expression. The look was only made more intense by the smeared blue blood across his face and in his hair. You prayed you’d never see him this hurt again in your life.

“What’d you get yourself into now, my friend?” Markus’ voice carried a slightly teasing tone.

“Bad day at the… office… what can I say?”

When you made it outside to the crisp Detroit air, a car was waiting. You practically jumped in, punching in the destination to Jericho while the two men helped Connor into the car as delicately as they could. You eased him in from your side, bracing him against you. Another strained sound fell from his lips. He was still bleeding, and his lap quickly started to pool with blue blood once again.

“Fuck, Connor…” The whisper escaped you before you could stop it, your hand bracing against his dented plating where the thirium seeped from the seams.

“I’ll be alright… please, just… stay close…”

You pressed your lips together to stop more tears from surfacing. “I will, I promise.”

In some weird way, you’d never felt so close to him before. The two of you were just friends obviously, maybe even best friends, but right now… You felt like he could ask you anything— anything in the world— and you’d do it.

You thought about helping him sit up straighter, but instead kept him held against you. And he leaned into the hold.

The ride to New Jericho couldn’t go fast enough. It wasn’t a boat anymore, so at least you didn’t have to go as far as the docks. The now embassy-style building was closer to the heart of Detroit, and fully fitted with an android hospital, outreach programs, offices for the new android officials (the most prominent, of course, being Markus). A base of operations of sorts.

You’d been once before with Connor, hence how you got Markus’ number. You would never be able to thank him enough.

[wlntrsldler]

poisoned mercury | meddle about (smut blurb)

a/n: MDNI y'all know the drill! no tags for this one. set after now you got me. can be read alone (only thing you need to know is that luke is in a band and calls reader 'five star') or as part of the poisoned mercury series!

song: meddle about by chase atlantic

luke finally let you listen to the song the boys wrote for him. the song was incredible, which was expected, but you relentlessly teased him after connor told you the story about how the song came to be.

“you didn’t know if we were anything?” you asked with an eyebrow raised. luke was brushing his teeth in your bathroom, toothpaste dribbling out the corner of his lips. your face was pressed against his bicep, as you watched his reaction in the mirror. “come on, castellan. i was obvious!” 

luke shook his head, spitting out the toothpaste into the sink as he tangled his fingers with the hand you had wrapped around his torso, “you were not, thank you very much.” 

“aren’t you supposed to know when a girl is flirting with you, mr. rockstar?” 

“you damn near bullied me for months, five star. humbled me every chance you got. you call that flirting?” 

“was i supposed to swoon and tell you how hot you were?” 

“ideally, yes,” he rinsed his mouth with water before turning his body to face you. he held your hips over the t-shirt you wore. it was his shirt and luke was dangerously close to leaving his entire closet with you just so he could see you wear his clothes forever. “would’ve sped up the process of us getting together.” 

“i like the slow burn,” you mumbled, pressing your lips against his own. luke’s grip on your waist tightened as he pressed your back against the counter. his lips were always so soft and he tasted like the spearmint toothpaste you owned. he ran his tongue across your bottom lip, and the innocent kiss became heated. 

luke pulled away for a second, “you gave me like emotional blue balls, five star. i was down bad.” 

“was?” 

“shut up,” he rolled his eyes, smiling. he pressed kisses against your neck, hand traveling under the hem of his shirt. his touch made you shiver. “y’know i’m still down bad for you.” 

you craned your neck, giving him more access to your skin. he nipped at your collarbone, sighing when you made those pretty noises that had him weak in the knees. you lifted yourself up on the counter, opening your legs to let luke slot himself between them. he continued to leave kisses on your skin, slowly pulling down the neckline of your shirt to explore more. 

you tugged on his curls, making him look up at you, “how bad?” 

luke licked his lips, “want me to show you?”

you nodded, running your hands down his chest. your fingers traced the black ink on the side of his torso, making him shiver against your body. his hardening cock was pressing against your inner thigh. luke pushed his groin against yours, trying to convey just how badly you had him wrapped around your finger. just a few words and a few kisses and he was putty in your hands.

"you feel me?" he sighed, closing his eyes as he buried his head in your hair. his senses were filled with you and he felt like he was drunk. you were so intoxicating. your skin smelled like him now since he was always pressed against you in some way. he needed to be near you all the time or he was going to go crazy.

your time in camp half blood was quickly coming to an end, much to luke's dismay, and he was going to make the most out of the few weeks he had left with you. he thinks his first few weeks without you will have him locking himself in hotel rooms fucking his fist to the sound of your voice on facetime and it kills him that he won't get the real thing until god knows when, but he doesn't want to think about that right now.

not while you were still here in front of him with your legs open wide just for him.

"is that enough to show you?" luke asked, sucking on your pulse point. he felt his heart hammering in his chest when you let out a breathy whine. all his blood rushed down to his cock, and soon it was becoming painfully difficult for him to keep his composure.

"no," you replied, pulling him in for a kiss. your lips moved roughly against each others, tongues tangled in a passionate display of affection as his hands massaged the side of your thighs. you were panting against his mouth, already breathless, "need to be convinced some more."

"careful, five star," he tsked, hand traveling to your clothed pussy. he rubbed your clit through the fabric, silently cursing when he felt your slick dampen the pads of his fingers, "i don't think you understand what you're wishing for."

"need you, luke," you mumbled, palming him through his boxers. he groaned at your hand gripping the base of his hard cock. "need all of you."

"you have a filthy mouth, you know that?" his eyes were blown wide with desire. he placed a thumb on your bottom lip, pulling it down a tiny bit. you sucked on his thumb, staring up at him in a way that had his head spinning. you looked so sinful. it was almost sacrilegious how the girl he worshipped was begging for him like this.

"you like it, though."

"don't think the word 'like' covers it," luke admitted, moving his hand to the back of your head to tug on your hair slightly. you extended your neck, letting luke leave a trail of sloppy kisses along your jaw. his tongue pressed against the marks he left on your skin, soothing the burn. "'m addicted to your filthy mouth, five star. makes me wanna fill it up."

"i'm not gonna stop you," you pulled down his boxers, wrapping your hand around his cock. you stroked him slowly, reveling in the raspy groans that left his throat. luke pressed his forehead against yours, watching your hand stroke him through hooded eyes.

"i'm supposed to be showing you how down bad i am for you, not the other way around."

you put a light pressure against the bulging vein on his cock and luke had to bite your shoulder blade to keep himself from being too loud. everyone was home, and while they knew of your relationship, he wasn't gonna be an asshole and subject them to knowing the details of it.

"let me hear you, pretty boy," you cooed, kissing along his scar as you pumped his cock faster. "let me hear how good i make you feel."

"fucking hell, five star," luke chuckled, darkly, bucking his hips. your hand felt too good. "don't wanna cum in your hand."

"in my hand, in my mouth, on my tits," you licked a long stripe down his neck, sucking on his adam's apple. "in me, everywhere luke. want you everywhere."

he was convinced you were going to be the death of him. luke placed a hand over yours, stopping you from your movements. as you opened your mouth to protest, luke lifted you off the counter and planted you in front of him. "get on your knees for me, yeah?"

a wicked grin appeared on your face and luke knew that he wasn't going to last very long. mischief in your eyes always meant that he was going to have another memory to have that'll keep him busy during the months you'd be apart.

you sunk down on your knees, batting your eyelashes at him as you kissed the head of his cock. luke bit his bottom lip so hard he was afraid he'd draw blood. his hands pulled your hair up in a makeshift ponytail as you slowly bobbed your head up and down his cock.

"shit, baby," luke moaned, a dopey look on his face. this is what heaven feels like, he's convinced of it. you were his own personal slice of heaven on earth. "so pretty like this."

you gagged as his cock hit the back of your throat and luke wanted to apologize but this felt too good for him to feel sorry. tears were pooling in your eyes as you sucked him in deeper. your thumb flicked his tip, collecting the beads of precum there, "tell me how you like it, luke. wanna be good for you."

"you're perfect, sweetheart," he replied, wiping the stray tear that escaped your eye. you smiled at him innocently, feeling a sense of pride blooming in your chest. "always so perfect for me, hm? my perfect little five star."

you hummed, going back down to wrap your lips around him. luke let go of your hair and placed his hands on your cheeks, bucking his hips forward. he was fucking your mouth harshly and you loved every second of it. he was panting above you, incoherent words escaping his lips. when you pulled away and licked around him, a string of saliva connected your lips to his cock. it was a glorious sight.

luke was stuck there admiring you make a mess on his cock and if you weren't so fucking turned on by how hot he looked when he was fucked out, you would've teased him about how speechless he was. you stroked his cock, tongue poking out the side of your lips before you spoke, "you like seeing your girlfriend on her knees for you?"

"fuck," luke hissed. it was the first time you referred to yourself as his girlfriend and it was pathetic how that one sentence had him nearing his peak, but he felt possessive. you were his girlfriend now.

"you gonna answer me, luke?" you mumbled, placing kisses along the underside of his cock. "because i like being on my knees for my boyfriend."

"fuck, five star. yes," he panted, screwing his eyes shut. his body felt like it was on fire. "yes, i do, baby."

satisfied with his answer, you took him into your mouth again, moaning as he thrusted deeper. he was losing his rhythm, a sign that he was getting close. luke's eyes stayed glued on your face, committing the sight of your pink lips wrapped around his cock to memory.

with a few more thrusts, he tapped on your hollowed cheeks to signal that he was cumming. he had to steady himself when you refused to pull away, nodding when he asked if he could cum in your mouth. luke came with hot, milky spurts down your throat, loudly groaning your name as he came.

when you swallowed his load, you got up from your knees and pressed your lips against his once more. luke loved tasting his cum on your tongue. he kissed you, not once pulling away, as he led you to your bed. he pushed you on soft bed, getting on his knees to pull your panties down.

you leaned on your elbows as you watched him disappear under the fabric of the shirt you wore. luke pushed up the shirt to where your thighs began, leaving red marks on your skin as he approached your pussy. "my turn."

[equallyshaw]

star crossed lovers au | connor bedard x kailey hughes au ↳ cat distribution system. ↳ blurb! (yes, i know these cats are not the same size. pls disregard lol) ↳ au masterlist!

word count: 646 warnings: none!

connor could not believe it, and possibly a part of him did not want it to be true. not that he did not like cats, they just were not his favorite animal. he was quite partial to dogs. so when kailey and connor were taking a walk through the loop after a short study session at the depaul library, kailey knew she could not give up this chance encounter. "oh my god con, look!" she squealed as she kneeled, before putting her finger out for the small cat to sniff her. "i don't think you should do that." he said taking a step back. she rolled her eyes, but then smirked as the cat began to brush itself up against kailey. "hi baby." she cooed, and began to pet it. "step on it bedard, get your car." she said not looking up from the black cat. "what?" he questioned, squatting down to her level. she turned back towards him, "im gonna stay here. you go get your car so we can get to the vet." she explained as if it was not obvious. "wait why?!" he asked still confused. "because con, the cat distribution system that I've been waiting for to appear, has happened! i cant give this cat up. look!" she said looking down at the cat. the cat had now taken up her lap as a safe haven, and connor knew there would be no going back now. she was hooked, and godddamit- she was gonna keep that cat.

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it was 3 hours later, with a $465 vet visit and connor getting scratched in the room behind them- the two finally settled in on kaileys bed. kailey and connor laid down cuddling together, while the new kitten - notably named crosby laid in front of them in a ball. "i cant believe it happened." she whispered, intently watching the cat's chest rise and fall. "do lukas and kev like cats?" she questioned, absentmindedly. "uh, i don't know. the topic has never come up." he teased, pressing his nose in the nook of her neck from behind. "what if i brought her over tomorrow?" she questioned, and connor smiled. "im sure they would love to meet her." he mused, which made kailey silently cheer. "oh shoot! i completely forgot to let my brothers know." she giggled, pulling out her phone to shoot off a text to their group chat, that the four of them had. not even a minute later, the three brothers were texting like madmen. asking when they could meet her, but at the same time insulting kailey that she got a kitten and not a puppy, and lastly, they wanted to know the name. to which, luke guessed correctly. "what is with crosby?" connor questioned after she put down her phone, and she giggled. then she would not stop giggling, until she realized that baby crosby might wake up, so she stopped quickly. though, connor thought it was all quite amusing.

"as a kid we met crosby before i had a real understanding of who he was, and then was i was like 13 i saw a picture of him and thought he was the hottest man to grace this earth." she said turning around to face connor. "and then i met him again right before jacks draft, and my brothers had to tease me relentlessly about it. completely made a fool of myself in front of him and I've never lived it down to this day." she said as her cheeks turned rosy, which connor found quite darling. "that's adorable." he teased, moving a small piece of hair behind her ear. she pushed two hands to her face to cover herself from embarrassment, "what? it is cute." he said pulling them from her face, and then slowly leaned down to kiss her. but, before he connected the two he teased her a bit more. "though ill be sure to remember that you found him attractive...the next time he's in town." he teased before kissing her.

that kiss didn't last long.

just something cute between the two! please like and reblog if you enjoyed!

also posted a day early, who'd a thought? lol

[glittering-moonlillie]

Countdown (Damian Wayne x Reader)

The year had started with a slow downfall. It seemed that some higher gods were determined to see you break, to see you crumble into ashes that they could step on like a dirty rag. Tragedy had struck you multiple times, seemingly out of nowhere.

Friends came and went, people broke promises they swore to keep, and by the end of the day, there seemed to be no time for you to take care of yourself. You had thought the year could not get any worse, that there was no hope.

Until you met him.

By no means did Damian make all your problems go away with a snap of his fingers, but he was there for you. He loved you with a tenderness that you had never received before. Friends still came and went, but he continued to stick by your side. People continued to break promises they swore to keep, but he was there to hold you when they did. Even at the end of the day, he forced you to lay down with him so you could take care of each other.

It were moments like these, the love that you both shared, that you reminisced on as the clock counted down. Damian had turned to look at you, a brief smile etching across his features. The two of you held hands, the clock mere centimeters away from welcoming the New Year.

Cheers began to ring as excitement began to bubble between everyone within the manor. They had begun to count down.

10

There was some rustling amongst the crowd as people begun to reach for their significant others.

9

The newscasters on the TV exclaimed their excitement as the decadently silver plated ball inched lower to the floor.

8

Alfred, the families butler and Damian's trusted companion, came around to pass out poppers and streamer.

7

Bruce was seen taking pictures of his family, albeit sloppily with a retro camera. For once, he smiled. Perhaps it was because he knew no one was paying attention.

6

Damian had pulled you closer to his chest, gently nuzzling into your hair.

5

There was a rustling towards the upper stairs. "Guess who was finally able to drag Tim out of his room?!" Exclaimed his boyfriend, Connor.

4

"Dick, I don't think it's safe to eat that much cake-"

"SHUT UP LET ME HAVE THIS, DUKE!"

3

You wrapped your hands around Damian's neck to pull him closer. You notice how much his emerald eyes shimmer in this particular lighting.

2

The sound of a champagne cork popped prematurely as you heard Jason let out a huffed laugh.

1

Damian tilted your chin up with his index and slowly brought his lips down to meet yours. It was a soft kiss, saving the passion for when the both of you were alone. You felt safe in Damian's arms, like you belonged. Last year you started off alone and broken, but now, with Damian so close, for once you felt serene.

This year for sure is destined to be great.

This was a small blurb I decided to write. Happy New Year's everyone! Let's make this year great! <3 <3 <3

[chasingpj]

𝕩𝕖𝕟𝕚'𝕤 𝟙𝕜 𝕔𝕖𝕝𝕖𝕓𝕣𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟☺

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"If we lose this-" "It's just a game of Capture the Flag honey, it's not that serious-" "If we lose this, I'm divorcing you."

“I feel like I’ve stepped back in time.”

“Please tell me that we’re not stuck out here in your piece of shit car.”

"We can't take care of a baby."

“Don't even talk to me about this because I won't remember.”

“What is worse than death?”

“In another life, I would have really liked just doing laundry and taxes with you.”

With time to kill and entertainment to have, you lay your hand on his and the new waltz commences.

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"Why are you wearing my skirt?"

"You're not getting sea sick, are you?"

"We're way too drunk for this."

"Watch how a professional does this."

Lyric Prompts

Photo album on the counter; Your cheeks were turning red. You used to be a little kid with glasses in a twin-sized bed and your mother's telling stories 'bout you on the tee-ball team /// All Too Well by Taylor Swift

I've been watching' you for some time. Can't stop staring' at those ocean eyes. Burning cities and napalm skies, fifteen flares inside those ocean eyes. Your ocean eyes. /// Ocean Eyes by Billie Eilish

What if I told you none of it was accidental and the first night that you saw me, nothing was gonna stop me? I laid the groundwork and then, just like clockwork the dominoes cascaded in a line. /// Mastermind by Taylor Swift

Then you're drivin' me home and I don't wanna leave but I have to go. You kiss me in your car and it feels like the start of a movie I've seen before /// Ceilings by Lizzy McAlpine

I'm playing hooky with the best of the best. Pull my heart out my chest, so that you can see it too. I'm walking the long road, watching the sky fall. The lace in your dress tangles my neck, how do I live? /// Death of a Bachelor by Panic! At The Disco

Recount the night that I first met your mother and on the drive back to my house, I told you that, I told you that I loved ya /// Still into You by Paramore

In the car, I just can't wait to pick you up on our very first date. Is it cool if I hold your hand? Is it wrong if I think it's lame to dance? Do you like my stupid hair? Would you guess that I didn't know what to wear? I'm just scared of what you think. You make me nervous so I really can't eat. /// First Date by Blink-182

Remember when you hit the brakes too soon? Twenty stitches in a hospital room. When you started crying, baby, I did too but when the sun came up, I was looking at you. /// Out of the Woods by Taylor Swift

And if you have a minute, why don't we go talk about it somewhere only we know? This could be the end of everything so why don't we go somewhere only we know? /// Somewhere Only We Know by Keane

I have kissed honey lips, felt the healing in her fingertips. It burned like fire, this burning desire. I have spoken with the tongue of angels. I have held the hand of a devil. It was warm in the night. I was cold as a stone but I still haven't found what I'm looking for. /// I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For by U2

[ohholyfanfics]

hey love, hope you're having a good day! can I please have 5 & 6 with connor ball?

Thanks for the request love, hope you like it.

Prompt 5 & 6: They are good friends/ She believed no one can truly love her. 

She blamed herself as to why no guy would last more than three months with her, while he knew it was just her poor choice in men all around. She hadn’t gotten lucky the past couple of years Connor had known her, he watched time and time again s her heart got broken. He’d always comfort her whenever she came to him, promising her that each time her heart was broken she was closer to finding the perfect guy. She wasn’t sure when she came to the conclusion that made her believe that what she did. She believed no one can truly love her. It was hard for him to sit back and watch her speech those words but he knew it was a process she had to go through and no matter how hard he tried he knew all he could do is be there for her. 

Shortly after her mind was made up, he started to look at her in a new light. Everything seemed brighter around her, he was happier, lighter even. He was starting to fall for her and it frightened him to no end. They are good friends, and the last thing he needed was his feelings clouding his judgment about her situation. He struggled day after day, biting his tongue in order to not spill his secret. It became harder and harder as he watched her get her heart broken each time before he finally cracked. 

He finally spoke the words his heart was dying to speak. He told her how much he loved her, how he wanted nothing more then to show her how a relationship actually worked. He wanted her to feel wanted, and that was just what he promised her of she gave him a chance. Just his luck she took a leap of faith and agreed and now she’s the happiest she could’ve been, because despise all the shitty relationships she’d been in the past, she finally found someone who truly loved her and that was more than what she could’ve asked for. 

[whatyourfathersays]

going to a concert with brad would include:

he would definitely surprise you with the tickets randomly for your fave band because you couldn’t afford them

he wouldn’t tell you until the day of the show

he’d make sure to book some time off work for you

it would be all inclusive: brad paying for everything and making sure you have the best time

even though you’re in the mosh pit and it’s difficult to have fun in a mosh pit where it’s so hot and so crowded

he’d definitely pay for you to have a new outfit

always holding your hand in the mosh pit when you get involved because he doesn’t want to lose you in the crowd

glaring at all the guys staring at you

his arms wrapped around your shoulders from behind when there’s sad songs

dancing together would be a definite

he’d have learnt all the lyrics so you could both sing the words together when your favourite songs come on

when a song he doesn’t like comes on that you like, he’d just hold your hand and stare at you

making sure you’ve always got water or you’re definitely fine. he’d have a pack of paracetamol with him in case you feel dizzy etc.

he loves seeing you so happy so he definitely manages to get a few vids or pics of you without you realising

when it’s finished, he’d hold your hand so tight so that you don’t get lost in the crowd of people

he would probably get you backstage to meet the performer(s), too

booking a hotel nearby so he didn’t have to drive home but mostly so you can get to sleep ASAP.

BONUS

when you get back to the hotel he would let you lay down and take your makeup off for you

paracetamol and water on your nightstand for when you wake up cos you’ll probably have a headache from the loud music

(and from the few shots you ordered behind his back. he would be more mad that you payed for it than the fact you took shots)

[itwaslastnightwhenifellinlove]

Preference #37: Ice Skating 2/2

James: Sometimes I felt that December came to fast. Then sometimes I felt it came to slow. My birthday was exactly a week before Christmas. I loved the time of the year but it could be so stressful at times. Especially since my family always wants to have separate events. One for my birthday and one for Christmas, I always told them we could just celebrate once. I was never the one that wanted to be the center of attention and that included my own birthday parties. This year they finally took my advice and we would only celebrate once. Of course, James wanted something special for my birthday even when I told him not too. “Babe?” he kissed my forehead trying to wake me up. “Uh?” I rubbed my eyes before looking at him. “Happy birthday” he pulled the roses from behind his back. “Thank you,” I said as I sat up and kissed him softly. “I have breakfast making and I have the whole day planned out,” he said. “James,” I said. “I wanted to make you feel special, trust me it's just us,” he said. “Ok I trust you,” I said. He got off the bed and grabbed my hand. He leads me downstairs where breakfast was on the table. There were even more roses sitting in the middle of the table. I rolled my eyes as I followed him. I sat down with him and we both ate breakfast, for the rest of the day we snuggled and watched movies. Well, that was until around 5 and he wanted us to get dressed. I got dressed in a pair of my favorite jeans and a sweater. I grabbed my jacket and met him downstairs, I could see him light up when I came downstairs. We got into the car and went downtown. He pulled into an abandoned warehouse and I started to get confused. “Wear this,” he said as he handed me a blindfold. “James” I looked at him. “Please” he pouted. “Alright, I trust you,” I said as I put the blindfold on. He got out of the car and came onto my side, grabbing my hands. I held onto him as we walked into the warehouse, I could feel the cold air around me. He stood me in the middle of the warehouse and took off my blindfold. Somehow and I still don't know how he had a full ice ring set up for us. “Wow,” I said as I looked at him. “I know you love ice skating, so I got you your own personal ring” he smiled. “I don't know what to say honestly,” I said. “Let's go skating” he handed me the skates. We both sat on the bench and put on the skates. I made my way over to the ring and got onto the ice. I skated a few times around, he just stood and watched me. He smiled to himself as he could see how happy I was. I stopped at the door and reached for him to join me on the ice. He goes onto the ice and skated with me. We had so much fun just skating and playing little games with each other. He got off the ice and grabbed a picnic basket and laid a blanket down. I got off the ice and sat with him. I must admit it was one of the birthdays I would never want to forget.

Connor: At the beginning of the year you always thing December is so far away. It seems right after September rolls around Christmas is right in our face. I loved the time of year because it was cold and I loved to snuggle. It also meant it was the busiest time of year. Especially for Connor he always got stressed out. I always tried to help and keep him as calm and relaxed as possible. “Babe,” I said as I came up behind him, hugging him. “What babe,” he said as he turned to face him. “Let's have a date night,” I said. “I have so much to do babe” he pouted. “It can wait until tomorrow, come on let's go out on the town,” I said. “Let me send this last email and then I'm all yours” he said. “Alright I'm going to hold you to that” I said. “I'll be right with you in a few,” he said. I went and sat on the couch as I waited for him, he soon came out of the kitchen. He reached for my hand and I got up taking his hand. “Where do you want to go?” he asked. “Let's go get lunch and just walk around” I said. “Alright babe” he kissed my forehead. We left the apartment and made our way downtown. We got something quick to eat and just walked around, just enjoying the scenery. “Hey look there's and ice skating ring,” I said. “And we both don't know how to skate,” he said. “First time for everything,” I said. “True, I hope you are ready to bust your ass” he chuckled slightly.  “Come on” I said as I grabbed his hand. We got our skates and went to put them on, I knew this would be a big fail. What's life if you don't take chances and make a fool out of yourself. I got onto the ice first and held onto the sides. He got onto the ice right behind me and held onto me. I giggled slightly because I knew I wasn't good on ice and he was holding onto me. “If I fall your ass is going down too,” I said. “I know,” he said as he moved beside me. He started to skate away from me and I just watched him in amaze. I didn't think he knew how to skate but he did, he made his way back over to where I was. He grabbed my hand and skated backward as I tried to get the hang of it. “You said you didn't know how to skate,” I said “I wanted to surprise you” he winked at me. He held onto me as I started to figure out how to skate. I started to feel confident and let his hand go and started to skate on my own. I didn't really know how to stop so skated to the wall and ended up falling on my ass. “Babe,” he said as he made his way over to me. “I didn't know how to stop,” I said. “Come on,” he said as he helped me up. He slipped as well and we were both on the ice and we started to laugh. “We gotta get up,” he said as he got back onto his feet. I eased my way up so I wouldn't make us both fall again. We got off the ice and took off our skates, we returned them. We continued to walk around downtown until it got dark and we went back home. I was surprised that he actually knew how to skate, but now I know how to get him out of the house.

[mackenzielovee]

Phases was so cute 🥺 The way Rafe picked her up when she was sleeping 🥺 I noticed in your Q/A when you were asked what are Rafe and Y/N turn ons about each other, you replied all she has to do is breathe lmao! Can you please do a blurb where Rafe is like watching her while she’s busy and he jokingly asks for another baby and it’s all fluffy. I hope this makes sense lol! 🥰

a/n: happy sunday bestie!! i switched this up a little tiny bit so i hope you don't mind, i took your idea and ran with it so hopefully you enjoy!! xoxo (i didnt have time to proofread sorry!)

Warnings: swearing, mentions of possible pregnancy, intoxication, dad!!!rafe

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ambivalence blurb: please stand by - rafe cameron

Connor Cameron is two years old today. Through your shock and inability to believe your baby boy is two years old already, you'd organized a party for him at the Camerons. With the help of Rose, your mom, Sarah, and Maddie, it seems to be going as smooth as a two year-old's birthday party can go.

"Y/N, where do you want presents?" Maddie asks, holding up a box that had been handed to her and showing off the diamond on her left hand in the process.

"Coffee table in the living room?" you more or less ask, watching her nod.

"I'll get Kelce on it," she smiles as she hurries off to find him.

Sarah's across from you at the island in the kitchen, setting out more drinks for guests. Most everyone is outside by the pool, Rafe and Connor included. You glance up at her just as Topper walks in from outside, empty beer bottle in hand.

"Hi, guys," he says quietly, then walks over to your side of the island and presses a kiss to your cheek, "You did a great job with the party, Y/N."

"Thanks, Top," you smile, then reach across the island and grab a beer out of the cooler for him.

As your eyes drift over Sarah and back to Topper, you notice the tint of pink in her cheeks that hadn't been there before. A smirk plays across your lips, which you quickly wipe away as he twists off the bottle cap.

"Actually, Sarah did most of it," you continue, watching her eyes widen and dart up to you, "She has a really good eye for this kind of thing."

Topper looks over to Sarah and gives her a genuine smile, "Looks great."

Her face flushes even more at that. Her hands have now balled up, as if trying to relieve some of the tension in her body.

"Thank you," she barely whispers.

You watch as Topper's eyes rake over her features, his own cheeks growing a little pink under the light of the kitchen. He continues to smile at her as his eyes glaze over, a feature you knew all too well from your own lovesick boy.

"Are you too busy to have a drink?" Topper finally speaks up, looking only at Sarah.

"Um," she glances up at you, watching you shake your head vigorously, yet subtly, "I guess not."

"Great," he grins, "You still into those watermelon white claws?"

Sarah's mouth falls open, most likely at the fact that he still remembers that.

"They're the best flavor!" she defends.

"Sure," he scoffs, "Come on, I think I saw some at the bottom of the cooler outside."

Even though neither party says a word to you as they exit, you can't help but cheer to yourself at the fact that they're finally getting closer. You'd been watching the exchanged stares, glances, and mutual pining for months now, after Topper drunkenly confessed to you that he'd like to give Sarah another chance.

You'd seen such a change in her over the years, graduating high school and becoming an aunt seemed to really help her grow up. She's been single since John B broke up with her years ago, claiming that she really wanted to spend that time working on herself and becoming someone people could respect. Now, the two of you have brunch on Sundays and gossip again like you used to when you were younger.

Just as you finish your little cheer, Rafe's figure appears in the doorway leading into the house. You knew he'd come to find you eventually; his inability to lose sight of you for too long completely and utterly predictable. His back is to you, yelling something to Scott about 'not letting Connor down while around the pool'.

When he turns, your eyes rake over him from head to toe; the stubble lining his jaw, the collar of his shirt wrinkled on his left side, his hand firmly wrapped around an empty bottle. You grab him another and twist the top off, meeting his eyes as you walk across the kitchen to him. He's wearing the polo you'd gotten him for his birthday a few years ago, the one with Connor's name stitched into the shirt pocket. He grins when he eyes you checking him out, wasting no time backing you up and pressing himself against you.

"Hi," he grins.

"Hi," you reply, "Need another?"

Your hand comes up to hand him the beer bottle you'd retrieved for him. He sets his empty bottle down on the counter behind you and then plucks the full one from your grasp.

"Thank you," he says quietly, eyes zeroing in on your mouth.

"Your collar is messed up," you tease him.

"Can you fix it for me, please?"

You nod and reach up, fingertips brushing the skin on his neck as you tuck his collar back into place. His mouth twitches upward at the feeling of your skin on his own; his mind and body perfectly inebriated from the amount of beer he's consumed since his best friends arrived.

He tucks his head down, nose brushing against yours as he tries to angle you just right. You laugh and press a chaste kiss to his lips, then wiggle out from between him and the countertop. He groans but lets you go, watching as you pick up the now refilled cooler to take outside.

"Connor's been asking for you," he says, removing the cooler from your hands and carrying it himself.

"Yeah?"

"Mhm," Rafe hums, "Told him I'd come find you."

You smile and lead him outside, clocking Connor right away, running around in the yard as he's being chased by Scott and Wheezie. Sarah and Topper are tucked away, chatting in the shade. Kelce and Maddie emerge from the doors leading from the living room, telling you they'd finished putting gifts on the coffee table.

You lead Rafe over to the table you'd set up for drinks, telling him to set the cooler down on it once you make room. He does as told, leaning his hip against it once his task is complete as he watches you start to organize everything.

"Sweetheart," Rafe says, an attempt to earn your complete attention.

Your eyes remain on the bottles; your need for organization overpowering your brain.

"I'll go get him in a minute, he's having fun with Scott," you wave Rafe off.

"No," he says, taking a step closer, "I want another one."

You glance at him out of the corner of your eye, settling on the three-quarters full beer in his hand.

"You're going to double fist at your son's second birthday party?" you question.

"What?" he furrows his eyebrows, "No. Not another drink. Another baby."

You freeze, beer bottle in your grip falling back into the cooler the second the words come out of his mouth. He takes one more step forward, close enough that his body heat warms your frozen arm.

You and Rafe discussed having more children; both of you admitting that you want more. However, that conversation had occurred almost a year ago, and the last place you thought it would be brought back up would be here. Now. Today.

When you look up at him, finally daring to meet his eyes, there's no hint of teasing or joking in them. He's serious, he really wants this. By the look on his face, you can tell he's been thinking about this for a bit.

"Another baby?" you ask weakly.

He nods, "Thought we could try for a girl this time."

You laugh and take a step closer to him, cooler completely forgotten. His hand snakes its way around your waist; his desire to feel you pressed against him a never-ending feat. The only time he's ever relaxed, ever truly calm and at peace, is holding onto you while listening to his son giggle on the other side of the pool.

"You want a girl?" you ask with a teasing smirk.

"Mhm," he nods, a smirk tugging on his own lips, mirroring yours in a way that makes you smile, "Although, I'm not sure I could handle another set of these beautiful eyes starin' at me all the time. We'd go broke buying her everything she asks me for."

You raise a quizzical brow, "Are you asking me to have another baby with you or go bankrupt with you?"

He laughs and tightens his grip, dipping his head down to kiss the sensitive spot on your nape.

"Both, maybe," he replies.

"Hmm," you hum, "And what makes you so sure it'll be a girl?"

"Did you learn nothing with Connor?" he asks, taking his turn raising an eyebrow at you.

You open your mouth to respond, but Scott's voice carrying across the pool stops you.

"Y/N!" Scott calls, "Come on, he wants you!"

You look over and find your brother holding Connor, who has blue icing lining his lips and staining his polo. It makes you smile, seeing Connor dressed to match his dad, having left Rafe in charge of getting him ready this morning.

"Mommy," Connor whines, "Play with us."

"I'll be right there, honey," you yell to him, then look up at Rafe again.

Despite Connor's plea, Rafe makes no attempt to release his grip on you. His grin only widens as he stares down at you, momentarily gaping at the fact that he'd stood in this very spot at fifteen years old, blushing profusely at the fact that you'd come over to swim for the day with Sarah. Now, he stands here, adding almost two feet to his height and a ring to his finger, and yet, a part of him still doesn't believe it.

"Let's give him a sister. He's sick of playing with Scott," Rafe teases.

"Rafe, I-"

"Mommy!"

You frown, then shake your head and attempt to pull away from him. He loosens his grasp and lets you go, eyes never leaving yours.

"He's just like me," Rafe says, "Can't be away from you without getting a little grumpy."

You grin and shake your head, then turn around just in time to find Connor running around the pool toward you. Scott follows behind him, knowing you won't be pleased with this sight.

"Whoa, hey," you say to him, scooping him up, "What's the rule out here?"

"No running," Connor frowns.

"That's right. You could get hurt, baby," you tell him gently, pressing a kiss to his cheek despite trying to be serious. He just looks too much like Rafe to ever keep you serious for long.

"Daddy doesn't get hurt," Connor counters, looking over your shoulder to Rafe.

Even though you don't turn around, you can feel Rafe step over to the two of you. He brings his free hand up to run it through Connor's hair, making him smile.

"Because I listen to Mommy," Rafe tells him quietly, "No running on the deck, buddy."

"Okay," Connor nods, a frown still teasing his lips.

"Now, the yard," Rafe continues, "We can run in the yard."

Connor's face lights up like a Christmas tree. It had taken you some time when Connor started walking and talking to get used to the fact that he worships the ground his dad walks on because of the fact that Rafe could get Connor to listen or calm down in times where you couldn't. Now, seeing Rafe make Connor feel better, you're thankful for Rafe's natural instincts.

"Football, Daddy?" Connor asks.

"Did you bring your football out?"

"Yes," Connor grins.

"Hmm," Rafe pretends to think, "Who's on your team?"

Connor doesn't hestiate, "Mommy."

Rafe snaps his fingers, like he just lost out on his first pick. You laugh at him, watching him try not to grin at you.

"I'd love to be on your team, buddy," you tell Connor.

"And Uncle Kelce," Connor continues.

"I'll take Aunt Sarah and Uncle Scott then, okay?" Rafe asks Connor, who nods, "Great. Why don't you go round everyone up."

You set Connor down and watch as he starts to take off, but when Rafe loudly clears his throat and raises his eyebrows down at the two year-old, Connor retreats and starts to leisurely walk away while yelling out 'Aunt Sarah!'

Rafe takes another sip of his beer as both of you watch Connor walk toward Sarah and Topper, who are now by the coolers getting another drink.

"Wanted you on my team," Rafe whispers to you, smirk ghosting over his lips.

"You'll just have to get used to the fact that there's another man in my life," you tease him.

He grins and wraps an arm around you, slotting you into his side. You fit so perfectly, you always had, to the point where Rafe swears to himself that space was made just for you, only for you.

"So?" he asks gently, pressing his lips to your temple, "Tell me what you're thinking in there."

"I'm thinking.." you trail off, watching Connor drag Sarah by her hand over to Kelce's spot on the deck, "About having another baby."

"And?"

You bite your lip hesitantly, but sigh when you feel Rafe's eyes burning into your side profile. You turn and look up at him, your eyes somber.

"Rafe, we don't have room for another baby in the guest house. I mean, Connor would have to sleep in our room or something-"

"So, I'll buy you a house."

Your mouth dries up with his words, and when you look up at him again, same serious expression on his face, you look down at the beer in his hand.

"How many of those have you had?"

He laughs, of course he does. You just stare at him, waiting for his laughter to subside so the two of you could continue. He shakes his head at you, pressing you even closer into his side, if such a thing was even possible.

"I'm not drunk," he insists, "It's something I've been thinking about. The guest house has been great, but it's time, don't you think?"

Your mind wanders back to the first time you'd ever seen the guest house; after the car accident, after Midsummers, and the night you'd gotten engaged to Rafe Cameron. He'd spent so much time, effort and money to build you your first home, the first place the two of you called yours together. The thought of leaving that, leaving the place you'd brought Connor home to, the place you'd gotten engaged in, makes you frown.

"Sweetheart?" he questions your silence.

"You built it, though, Rafe," you murmur, your eyes wandering subconsciously to the structure itself in the backyard.

"And it's served every purpose necessary," he replies easily, "Besides, baby, it's not like we're selling it. But, I have every intention of getting you pregnant again, and I'm not planning on growing old in my fucking parents backyard."

You laugh lightly and lay your head down on his shoulder, feeling him press a kiss into your hair. You're silent for a minute as you try to work everything out in your head and watch Kelce pluck Connor up from the deck and set him up on his shoulders, leading him over to the grass to start the game.

When Connor's eyes travel around the yard expectantly, settling on his parents with a wide grin that reminds you so much of Rafe, your heart squeezes in your chest.

"I don't want to be pregnant until we're settled into a house," you say quietly, "That's a big change for Connor and I'm not doing the whole moving thing while carrying a baby."

You feel Rafe grin against your head, a quick three more kisses joining the first one he'd left in your hair.

"Deal. We'll look at some houses tomorrow," he replies.

You stand up straight now, giving him your best 'are you serious?' look that you seem to have perfected over the years.

He laughs and clears his throat, "Or next weekend."

"Next weekend," you agree.

Rafe's grip on your waist is still tight, and when his lips ghost over the shell of your ear, you inhale sharply.

"But the second we're settled in, I'm impregnating you."

You grin, probably looking like a lovestruck teenager as you tangle yourself in the man you love so much and blush at the words he whispers in your ear.

"Mommy, come on," Connor yells out, still up high on Kelce's shoulders.

You shift your head and give Rafe a quick kiss, then wrap your fingers through his and guide him over to the yard. Sarah and Scott are throwing the football back and forth while Kelce runs around with Connor, making him laugh hysterically. Topper comes over to the edge of the deck with his hands on his hips, looking annoyed.

"Nobody wanted me on their team?" he questions.

"You cheat, bro," Kelce informs him, as if Topper's unaware.

"No, I don't!" Topper protests, throwing his hands up in the air. Connor giggles from above Kelce.

"Dude, yes you do," Rafe speaks from behind you, "You get way too competitive-"

"Hey, he needs to respect the game of football-"

"He's two!" Rafe yells back.

Topper just rolls his eyes, hands placed back on his hips. When he looks up again, he looks to Sarah.

"Sarah?" he questions lightly.

Sarah just smirks and shrugs her shoulders, "Since you're not playing, could you get me another drink? Those watermelon white claws are just to die for."

Topper's eyes narrow at her as both of you erupt into laughter, but it's Connor who encourages all of the adults to get their shit together.

"Hello," he groans.

"Sorry, Little Cameron," Kelce says as he blindly reaches up and grabs Connor, pulling him off of his shoulders and setting him down on the ground, "Where do you want us?"

"We need Mommy," Connor tells him, as if it's obvious.

"Mommy," Kelce calls, a devious smirk plastered all over his face. You shake your head at him and break free from Rafe, ready to join the two boys.

"Stop fucking calling my wife mommy, dude," Rafe yells out to Kelce.

You glare at Rafe for his language, watching as he realizes what he'd said and clamps a hand over his mouth. Kelce laughs, yanking the football out of Scott's hand despite his protest.

"Connor, don't say that," Rafe adds, pointing an authoritative finger at his son.

"Mommy?" Connor attempts to clarify, but you shake it off.

"Are you ready to play, handsome?" you ask him, squatting down so you're eye to eye with him.

"Ready," Connor agrees.

You listen as he and Kelce figure out a plan, but your attention is only half with them. Because when you look up and across the yard at Rafe, who is not participating in his team huddle but instead leaning up against a tree and finishing off his beer while he stares at you, you smile. Because now, all you can think about is how much more perfect all of this would be if you had a little baby girl here to join you.

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[topsytervy]

All mine ~ Rafe Cameron

Blurb: After you pick up Rafe from a party, he gets slightly jealous in his drunken state and reveals his feelings.

Warnings: swearing, drinking, poorly written and edited, probably spelling mistakes,

Word Count: 1,364 (little more than that cause I added a couple of words after checking the word count)

This is non-canon Rafe by the way.

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You woke up to your phone ringing.

"Hello?" You yawned, not bothering to check who the caller was.

"Hey, Y/N/N. Wanna come pick up Rafe? He got into a drinking match with Connor and-  Rafe, that's not alcohol!" 

You recognized the voice as Bradley, one of Rafe’s friends and a guy in one of your classes, and knew that Rafe was definitely on the tipsy scale, closer to the shitfaced end of the said scale from the sounds of it.

"Yeah. Sure. Text me the address and I’ll be there soon." You answered, sitting up and stretching. 

You and Rafe were roommates while you two were in college for your respective majors. 

You don't really know how it came to be considering you two barely talked at all during high school but, according to your memory it went a little something like:

"Hey Y/N, You're going to Chapel Hill, right?" 

"Yeah." 

"Cool. Wanna rent an apartment together?"

"Sure."

But hey. Better than a dorm with some random ass person who probably wouldn't respect your boundaries. Instead, you got a person you kind of knew who didn’t respect your boundaries.

You and Rafe didn’t really talk a lot during the first few months, often keeping to yourselves, until Rafe came in and practically begged you to go on a date with one of his buddies who, in turn, would bring his cousin for Rafe to go out with.

When you two got home that night, Rafe started rambling off apologies for his friend. 

"I did not know he could or would be such an asshole." He told you.

You shrugged, not really caring at this point.

What exactly did that guy say to you? Well, you can’t remember all the details but it was something about how you must be getting a MRS degree. 

Most people would've probably just shrugged it off and told him to shut the hell up cause they were getting a degree in whatever they were getting a degree in, but not you. You had a look of surprise on your face and looked at Rafe, who looked just as shocked.

"Dude, it's the 21st century," Rafe said.

Before his friend could open his mouth, you stood up.

"I gotta go to the bathroom. I'll be back."

When you came back after gathering your thoughts, Rafe met your eyes and held up his phone. 

"We gotta head out. The landlord said something about a busted pipe or something.  I don’t know but we should probably leave."

You bid your dates adieu and left, the car ride completely silent.

He didn’t speak until you both were in the elevator heading up to the apartment. “I lied, by the way. The landlord didn’t call. I texted my sister to call and make it seem like it was the landlord.” Rafe admitted.

“Thanks for getting us out of there.” You smiled.

Later that night you two got drunk and talked about how unbearable your families were and shared some childhood stories. A mess of a night, really.

Something about that night really stayed with not only you but also Rafe unbeknownst to you. Naturally.

It definitely brought you two closer and unlocked feelings but, of course, they were kept to yourselves.

You drove to the address Bradley sent you parked your car before getting out, making your way through the crowd of sweaty people. You saw Bradley in the corner and waved, flagging him down. He waved to you, grabbed Rafe, who was propped against the wall next to him, and made his way over to you.

"Y/N!" Rafe hollered, grinning like an idiot.

"Hey, Rafe." You greeted him, returning the smile.

"I’ll carry him out to the car," Bradley said into your ear so you could hear him and you nodded.

Rafe rolled his eyes, pulling himself away from his friend. "I can walk myself." He slurred slightly.

Bradley let go of him and Rafe walked himself to the door, stumbling a little. 

"I’ll still come with to make sure he doesn’t eat pavement." 

You smiled at Bradley. "Thanks cause I don’t think I’d be able to stop him from smacking his head off of it and I don’t feel like taking someone to the hospital."

You managed to get Rafe into the car without any incident and reached over him so you could buckle him in, giving Rafe the key to hold onto.

You closed the door and began talking with Bradley about one of the assignments you had and an upcoming test.

Rafe, feeling jealous about you and Bradley talking, put the key in the ignition and turned it just enough so he could open the window enough to listen in.

"So tomorrow at the café?" Bradley asked, walking backward as he made his way back towards the party.

"Sounds great. See you then!" You called, sending him a wave before opening your car door and getting in.

Rafe sat there, staring at you as you started the car before turning his attention out the window.

"Alright,  Rafe. Ready to get to bed?" You asked, beginning your drive back home.

He grunted in response, crossing his arms over his chest.

You glanced at him. "What’s your issue? You were absolutely fine when I showed up, and now you’re acting all moody."

"Nothing. 'M just tired." He mumbled.

You snuck another glance as you turned on your blinker. Rafe continued staring out the window, looking upset. You decided not to ask him what was on his mind, he'd tell you when he wanted to.

You hoped he’d tell you at least. He kind of had a thing for bottling up his feelings.

You arrived home 15 minutes later, getting out of the car after Rafe did. You guided your tipsy roommate towards the elevator, holding onto his arm the entire time, as you made your way to your apartment.

You took out your key and unlocked the door, pulling him inside and towards his room. 

"Didn’t know you and Bradley liked each other?" Rafe finally said, breaking the silence that had been dragging on.

You looked at Rafe. "What are you talking about?" 

"Your date tomorrow."

You raised an eyebrow. "You mean me meeting up with him so we can copy each other’s notes so we don’t fail the test."

Rafe stared at you before averting his gaze to the floor as you entered his bedroom. "Well, now I feel silly for acting like a toddler." 

You pulled the covers of his bed back so he could lay down, shaking your head lightly as you smiled. "You always act like a toddler when you're drunk. I'm used to it by now."

Rafe crawled into bed and laid down on his side. You leaned over to tuck him in, but he grabbed you, pulling you into his chest qs his face nuzzled into your neck. 

"I’m sorry for acting like a jealous toddler then." He mumbled.

You shrugged. "It’s fine."

"No, it’s not. I guess I was just upset over the fact that some dude had the balls to ask you out before me, only to find out that I was wrong and now I just look like a prick."

"Rafe Cameron, do you mean to tell me that you were moody because you thought Bradley asked me out before you could?" 

You felt Rafe nod. 

"Would you like to ask me out?" You asked him, dragging your fingers through his hair.

Rafe nodded again. "Do I have to sit up and make it all professional or can I do it from the comfort of your neck?"

"Whatever you want to do Rafe."

You felt him take a deep breath. "Y/N, will you go out on a date with me?"

"Of course." You answered.

"Y/N?"

"Mhm."

"Will you also stay with me in here tonight? Keep me warm or something?" 

"Yes, Rafe. I will stay in here tonight to keep you warm or something." You smiled.

"That’s nice. I don’t actually need you to stay warm. I just want you to stay with me." He admitted.

You swallowed a giggle. "Yes, Rafe. I figured that out."

“Does this mean you’re mine now?”

“Yeah, it does.”

“All mine.”

“All yours.”

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[ciggylungz]

Show me yours

Blurb night- 1.8k words

(Request: Maybe more catholic school H but there bestfriend and there both v innocent and its their first time trying _______ (whatever you want) just a thought? (For the possible blurb night.)

 “Did you hear what Lily was saying about Connor?”

y/n looked up when she heard Harry’s voice, the two of them in his room trying to finish their shared art project. They had to do a joint painting of the schools logo for the competition being held to pick a new art piece for the Catholic school. Y/n was currently trying to fix her minor mishap of mixing the purple too dark on the lower corner of the canvas.

“No? what happened?” her attention was divided between the art and Harry’s bite of gossip he was finding the correct verbiage for. “Lily said her and Connor did it!” his tone was slightly lower, whispering the last word so no one would hear a slight blush creeping onto his face. The revelation made the girl snap her head towards her best friend, eye’s widened a bit. The two of them were rather sheltered, they had attended the same private Catholic schools from the time they were in kindergarten up to the present as they were both in their second year of secondary school. The most rebellious thing they’ve ever really done was taking a second sip of the communion wine during mass, so hearing that their classmates may have had sex was very shocking to the pair.

“No way!” the project now took a backseat, y/n now fully invested in the drama Harry was relaying to her. “I swear! She said they did it in the bathroom!” , “Oh my gosh!...did she say anything like detailed?” the girl was just as nosy as her best friend. She wanted every drop of information she could squeeze from him. Harry smiled awkwardly, nervous repeating the words he’d heard from the two teens in question. “Uh…well she said they had s-sex in the bathroom, and Connor said she uh…’went down’ on him at his house..” while y/n knew the basics of sex, she didn’t exactly know much beyond ‘sex is between two married people and makes babies’ , so she questioned his revelation. “what does that mean?” , Harry wasn’t sexually experienced by any means, he was a kiss-less virgin but he would be lying if he said he didn’t know what certain sexual acts involved…he may be a good boy but he’s also a teenage boy with internet access.

His blush grew a few shades darker, opting to clear his throat and make sure the door was closed while he tried to find his voice again. “Uh..well-“ a uncomfortable chuckle escaped him while he tried to choke out the dirty words. “It’s when a girl puts their mouth on a boys private parts…” Y/n gawked at Harry, totally shellshocked at the fact that was a thing! She couldn’t fathom why anyone would want to do that, “Wait what?! Isn’t that dirty? Don’t you pee from there?!” the girl was now standing on her feet her innocent mind trying to comprehend this new information. “Well…yea but I don’t think it’s dirty? If you don’t shower maybe, and the boy doesn’t pee in their mouth…” a nervous hand reached up to scratch the back of Harry’s flushed neck.

“that’s so…weird….h-have you ever done that?” Y/n asked him with a slight bow of her head locking eyes with him, “No! I’ve never done it! I’ve just s-seen it before tha’s all…” the boy shifted uncomfortably, “You’ve seen it? Where?”

“in…porn”

Once again, a comically dramatic gasp ripped through the air from Y/n. she knew of porn, her brother had gotten caught watching it once and that’s the first time she found out people have sex on camera. That was another huge shock to her, yet this one seemed bigger.

“You watch porn?!”

“shush! you’re going to get me in trouble y/n” Harry shot her a glare, yanking her forward to sit on his bed with him, his palm moving to cover her mouth. “Don’t yell that! It’s a secret”  Harry cast a nervous glance towards his shut bedroom door before removing his hand from her face. Y/n giving his chest a nice swat with furrowed brows. “Don’t do that again, jerk” Harry simply rolled his eyes. “Then stop being so loud!”

Y/n pouted slightly, crossing her arms over her chest and huffing. “Or what?” she challenged “Or ill glue your mouth shut.” His fingers moved to flick her forehead, which was a mistake since Y/n then chose to start yelling “MISS AN-“ yet she was silenced by his hand once more. “I’m serious Y/n stop it!”

Y/n suddenly got an idea, decided she’d bargain her way out of this one.

Harry knew that look, his eyes widened realizing she was about to suggest something that he may not want to hear. Y/n was a sweet girl, but she had a bit of a bossy side too.

“If you show me the video, I won’t tell.”

Well, Harry expected something, but definitely not that one. “W-wait what?” he couldn’t believe Y/n had just asked him to show her porn! What was he supposed to say? He knew if he showed her he’d have to take a cold shower, but he didn’t want his mom knowing he watched the videos either. “If you show me the video I won’t tell.” Her statement was very level, the angelic doe eyes coming back to persuade him, and well Harry was a sucker for that look.

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Soon enough the pair were sat against his headboard, Harry’s laptop open to a private tab with Pornhub opened on it. He chose on of his favorites, a simple pretty tame blowjob video.

“are you sure you want to see it?” his palms were sweating, knees twitching every few minutes trying to control himself and keep his pants from tightening. “Play it, Harry.” Y/n took control, tapping the space bar to start the video.

The logo played before it got to the video, a man sitting on his couch filming his girlfriend kneeling in front of him slowly moving to undress the man in front of her. Y/n watched the screen intently while the woman went to work, tugging the mans cock free and stroking it but Y/n being Y/n the video didn’t suddenly change the atmosphere like it does in a romcom, instead she was full of questions and comments.

“Wow, I didn’t know boys privates looked like that. It looks kind of like a snake.” Harry was happy Y/n wasn’t making the situation too serious, laughing a little breaking the tense atmosphere listening to her talk. He tried to focus his gaze more on the wall in front of him then the porn playing on his computer so he didn’t pop a stiffy in front of her. “Uh…kinda? I guess…” , “Does your penis look like that too?”

Harry choked on air a bit, suppressing a cough. He sweats he can feel himself burning alive from the blush on his face. “I don’t think my penis looks like a snake y/n, no. I think it looks like a penis.” His response got him a ‘hmph’ from his friend which he of course, laughed at. Yet he wasn’t entirely prepared for her next sentence.  

“Show me yours?”

This time Harry’s eyes were the ones wide as saucers, his jaw slightly slack and body gone tense. “What?!” Y/n giggled, finding his reaction a bit silly since they were already watching two people engage in oral, how is this any more shocking? “What? Show me yours” she shrugged slightly, Harry was trying to keep his head from exploding but an idea popped into his brain right before the urge to combust took over.

“I show you mine, you show me yours?”

“Harry I don’t have a penis.” Y/n replied with a ‘duh’ eye roll, causing an annoyed groan to come from her friend. “I am aware of that, smarty pants. I mean…if I show you my penis, you show me your boobs.”

He expected to get a smack or a immediate refusal from her, but surprisingly Y/n nodded, “That’s fair, I’m not putting your penis in my mouth just for the record.” She gave him a pointed look as her hands traveled up to loosen her uniform tie and start fumbling with the buttons of her shirt.

The boy felt frozen in place watching his best friend start to undress in front of him. His teenage boy mind was going crazy, this was the first time he was going to get to see boobs in person, he was a bit scared he might keel over and die from a hormone overdose.

“What are you waiting for? You’re supposed to show me yours. I’m not taking my boobs out if you’re not holding your end of the bargain up ,Harry.” Y/n’s hands stilled, giving him a pointed look that broke his trance quickly fumbling with his pants to shove them off his hips the outline of his plumping cock showing against the white and grey checker print of his boxers.

“Who’s gonna go first?”, his throat felt painfully dry while he talked swallowing hard after he finished. “You duh!” the girl pushed his shoulder lightly and pointed to his crotch waiting for him to reveal himself.

The boy took a deep breath, his hands shaking slightly as he tugged his cock through the flap in the front of his underwear. He grunted quietly, the cold air hitting his swollen tip. For a few moments nothing was said, Y/n quietly observed his organ taking in the details and pondering her thoughts before speaking, “Yours looks better than his, it’s prettier. Still kind of looks like a snake though.”

Harry sighed, he was glad she didn’t make a comment on his size or anything negative but the snake comment wasn’t exactly the erotic language he needed to get himself off, and then he remembered the deal. “Your turn.”

Y/n nodded, giggling a little bit as she unhooked the clasps of her bra and let them slip down her arms. Her breasts finally came into Harry’s view and god his balls were already constricting. He feared he’d really be the guy who cums in 2 seconds just looking at a girl, but this would be the right situation for it. Y/n didn’t have any clue how long boys lasted so if he was to bust then she probably wouldn’t tease him she’d just have more questions.

“God…they’re pretty Y/n.” The girl smiled shaking her chest a little so they bounced in front of his eyes. “Thanks, I grew them myself. I’m a b cup” she was adorable, so blissfully unaware of what she was doing for him. A smile and playful giggles still radiating from her while he was trying to keep himself from passing out.

“Can I touch-“

His request was soon cut off, not by Y/n but by the door swinging open and his shocked mother standing behind it.

[anderson-details]

Large Muse Christmas Gifts Post

This post will have everything that my kid muses are getting for Christmas and all the details around the holiday. It includes Cole and Mayson, human childhood verse Connor, Carter, Niles, Neilos, and Ava. And then also Lana. I also include blurbs about Sarah and Hank. There will be stockings, gifts, wrapping paper choices, advent calendars, and even a Christmas eve box.

The kid’s ages: Mayson and Cole’s age are verse dependent about I went with about 11. Connor and Carter are also 11. Niles is 10. Neilos is 8. Ava is 4.

Let’s get to the read more for this super duper long post:

Christmas Eve Box

Hank likes to do a ‘Christmas Eve Box’ with the kids. Some type of fun snack and candy, matching family pajamas, and a game everyone can play together.

Cole and Mayson’s box is pretty much the same as Connor, Carter, Niles, Neilos, and Ava’s box. The only difference being the game the kids got to play.

Each box has some popcorn and seasonings, fun colored and flavored candy canes, hot chocolate balls, and matching Christmas pajamas. Cole and Mayson got a puzzle game called break free where it’s a race to break out of maze based handcuffs. The other kids got a game that is like air hockey but with sling shots to shot the pucks across the board. That won’t be an issue at all...

Wrapping Paper Choices

Sarah:

Hank:

Advent Calendars

Hank does advents for all of his kids. Sarah doesn’t do any. So Lana doesn’t have one but everyone else does.

Mayson and Cole each have a candy themed calendar and also a Lego advent where they get to build something each day. And yes Mayson can eat the candy even in his android verses. He’s special like that.

All the other kids (Connor, Carter, Niles, Neilos, Ava) got one advent calendar each and it’s a cheap chocolate one. Not that they will complain. Chocolate is chocolate. Hank just couldn’t afford anything more with five kids and all the gifts he needed to buy.

Stockings

Lana’s stocking contains: A tooth brush, a loofah, a bottle of bubble bath, body spray (glittery), Lip gloss, shower gel, a hair brush, a peppermint stick, two packs of fruit snacks, 4 boxes of mini goldfish, a container of silly putty, star shaped bath bombs, Reese’s pieces in a plastic candy cane, Hershey’s kisses in a plastic candy cane, a sugar cookie flavored chocolate bar, a candy cane flavored chocolate bar.

Sarah got mostly things that Lana needed and hygiene type of things. But also got some snacks and a few pieces of candy. She was thinking practical with both the stocking and gifts.

Mayson’s stocking contains: A container of silly putty, candy cane flavored pop rocks, a mini pack of Oreos, a unicorn coloring book, glitter crayons, a rainbow shaped note book, several Christmasy pencils, a holiday themed mad libs, a mermaid themed bath bomb, a sugar cookie flavored chocolate bar, a mini box of gum balls, a new tooth brush, a would you rather game book that is themed to Christmas, a cookies and cream chocolate bar shaped like a snow man, a Recess’s candy cane filled with candies, large glow sticks, glow necklaces, a glow ball, strawberry scented bubble bath, small containers of play dough, a unicorn paddle ball and a handful of mini chocolates.

Hank likes to go over board in everything when he gives gifts. But he does likes to get things the kids need as well as things they will like. Some hygiene and bathroom things, some creative things, and a little bit okay kind of a lot of treats.

Cole’s stocking contains: Candy cane flavored pop rocks, a mini container of play dough, a space themed coloring book, cosmic colored crayons, a mad libs Christmas themed book (different than Mayson’s), a snowman shaped note book, several Christmas themed pencils a Christmas themed bath bomb, a mini package of Oreos, sugar cookie flavored chocolate bar, a space themed paddle bar,a new tooth brush, a mini box of gumballs, large chunky glow sticks, long glow stick necklaces, a would you rather book themed to Christmas (different from Mayson’s), a glow stick ball, a cookies and cream chocolate bar shaped like a snow man, a Recess’s candy cane filled with candies, blue silly putty, and a handful of mini chocolates. 

As said above, Hank goes over board with gift giving. Even stockings he does a lot and stuffs them full. He also tries to make things equal between both Cole and Mayson.

Ava’s stocking contains: A new pair of pink socks, a new tooth brush, a new hair brush, candy cane flavored pop rocks, a mini pack of Oreo cookies, a reindeer shaped chocolate, a small box of gold fish crackers, chocolate covered pretzels,a recess cane cane filled with chocolates. new gloves, a child friendly nail polish set, a unicorn pop it toy, a coloring book, some play dough, a gloved bubbles set, some fruit snacks, a mini key chain plush toy, some princess figurine toys, and a handful of mini chocolates.

While Hank does tend to go over board with gift giving the youngest child of his, toddler Ava, did get less than the boys. Just because while she’s lil she doesn’t need that much.

Connor’s stocking contains: Winter snowy themed Cheetos, candy cane flavored pop rocks, a mini box of bubble gum, a reindeer shaped chocolate, a new pair of winter gloves, a reeses candy cane, chocolate covered pretzels, a charger for his tablet, a back scratcher, a mini pack of Oreo cookies, fruit snacks, Hershey kisses in a candy cane, candy flavored chap stick (he has a sweet tooth), a Christmas themed squishy toy, a new tooth brush, a LED light for a bathroom sink and a handful of mini chocolates. 

As the oldest in the family Connor got more things in his stocking and Hank was fully able to go over board but it was also kind of hard to buy for the pre teen. Hank tried to get the twins the same things and or just similar. There is a lot of treats and snacks because what kid wouldn’t want that? And each one also got things they need and also something to add some fun to their shared bathroom.

Carter’s stocking contains: Winter snowy themed Cheetos, candy cane flavored pop rocks, a mini box of bubble gum, a reindeer shaped chocolate, a new pair of winter gloves, a reeses candy cane, chocolate covered pretzels, a charger for his tablet, a back scratcher, a mini pack of Oreo cookies, fruit snacks, Hershey kisses in a candy cane, fruit smoothie chap stick, a Christmas themed squishy toy, a new tooth brush, a LED light for a bathroom shower, some body spray, and a handful of mini chocolates.

Again Hank tried to make the twins stockings as equal as possible. They got all the same things just variations to fit their likes.He also added some body spray to Carter’s. Carter is super into axe body spray.

Niles’ stocking contains:  A mini pack of oreos, candy cane flavored pop rocks, a mini box of gumballs, a candy cane filled of reese chocolates, chocolate covered pretzels, new socks, new gloves, a new tooth brush a Uno card game, a round blue and white pop it, a blind bag, a fidget cube, a hand bubbles toy, a reindeer shaped chocolate, some play dough, a calk art book with chalk pens, and a handful of mini chocolates.

Hank got slightly more things for the younger kids. They are still easier to buy for than the pre teens. So there is a lot of toys here but like the rest of the family he also got things they need as well.

Neilos’ stocking contains: a mini pack oreos, candy cane pop rocks, mini bubble gum box, a plastic candy cane of candies reeses of course, chocolate covered pretzels, new socks, new gloves, a blind bag, a fidget cube, a round red and blue pop it toy, a dino bubble glove, a new tooth brush, a reindeer shaped chocolate, a rubber orby squishy toy, a small pack of play dough, a gratitude coloring booking, and a handful of mini chocolates. 

Hank tried to get Niles and Neilos some similar things because while Niles is closer in age with the twins he is Neilos’ little partner in crime. Their stockings are pretty much identical with slight variations for their favorite colors and interests.

Gifts

Earlier this month Lana was told by her ‘mom’ Sarah that Santa wasn’t real. Great I know. Poor Lana is only 7. So there’s no Santa gifts. But Sarah did manage to give Lana a lot of gifts. Out of all my muses she got the most gifts. But sadly it’s all necessity. No toys. Mostly clothes, some bedding, some storage, and a book store gift card.

Lana got: new purple and pink mittens, unicorn bedding and blanket set with pillow cases, a book store gift card, four storage cubes, a gray bear scarf, a purple and pink hat, a pink jacket, two different unicorn pajama onsise one in blue one in white, a blue butterfly shirt, two pairs of pink leggings, a blue jacket, a red shirt, gold glittery slip on shoes, a gray hat, blue jeans, gray jeans, black jeans, butterfly leggings, two coats one pink and one purple, several under shirts, multiple packs of socks, multiple packs of underwear, a robe, and a girls body book as even though she is a it young Sarah does want to try to start talking about that stuff but doesn’t know how.

Hank went over board on gifts but he did take it back a bit this year than in years past. Both Mayson and Cole still believe in Santa and Hank goes along with that magic. Some of these gifts he got them will be tags as from Santa.

Cole got: Gray jeans, a new set of pajamas (onsies with robots on it), a soccer bag with special compartments for a ball and shoes, a color changing and reflective soccer ball, a space themed robe, star themed heelys, a book, a microscope with several accessories and carrying case, led color changing  lights with remote control, a new gray coat, a red plaid shirt, new socks, new pack of underwear, and a growing up book. He asked for Nerf guns and new darts. He had one and it ‘went missing’ after a few head shot incidents. Hank isn’t so sure about it but hey Santa brought it what are you gonna do? Cole got a duel nerf gun set so him and Mayson can play together, a target set with an electronic score tracker (hopefully it will cut down on how much the boys head shot each other and dad), and a super pack of a lot of darts.

Hank also likes to give experiences gifts something big for the family or trips one on one with him and that child. Cole’s experience gift is a day out to an indoor ropes course.

Mayson got: A rainbow unicorn robe, a sand art creation set, a unicorn over night duffel bag, a few pairs of sicks, two pink leggings, a pink hoodie, new underwear, a purple jacket, blue unicorn pajamas, a doctors play set, new dirt bike safety equipment, a fiction book, a book around growing up/puberty/emotions/and sex, and a play chiefs hat and apron. He asked for an easy bake oven and a pair of heely shoes in a specific print. He got both from Santa and also got a 3 pack refill pack for the easy bake that comes with 3 different foods.

Mayson’s experience gift from Hank is a trip to a trampoline park.

Connor got: new headphones in black, a book store gift card, a back pillow, a new shirt in blue, new black jeans, his favorite snack food in full size this is lays sour cream and onion, he also got a set of infinity flipping rings, and a preteen guide book type thing. He asked for heelys and a nerf gun set. He got a two pack of nerf guns along with darts and got blue heelys in the style he specified.

His experience gift from Hank is to an amusement park in the state. This is the same gift all kids in the family are getting. it’s a family gift.

Carter got: his favorite snack in a full size which is gold fish, a book store gift card, a preteen body guide growing up type book, a new set of headphones in blue, a back pillow in dark blue, a blue long sleeved shirt in a hoodie, a pair of black heelys, a puzzle ball, and a pair of navy dress pants. He asked for a smart watch and that is what he got. His experiences gift, like Connor’s is to an amusement park.

Niles got: his favorite snack which is crispy Ritz in cheese flavor, a book store gift card, a new pair of head phones in white, a black turtle neck, new dark jeans, a geodes exploration kit, and a pair of white and gray heelys. His asked for the heelys and also a squish mallow plush. He got a cat in pajamas. His experiences gift from Hank is once again part of a family gift that all the kids in the family is getting. A trip to an amusement park.

Neilos got: his favorite snack which is white fudge covered pretzels, a new pair of headphones in green, a book store gift card, a gray and striped shirt, a pair of light blue jeans, a fuzzy blue back pillow, a bottle rocket launching kit, and a pair of orange and black heelys. He is the only kid other than his little sister to not ask for the heelyis but since he was older enough for them Hank bought them since all the other boys were getting them. Neilos asked for a squish mallow and a dream light night light pet. He got both of these. The squish mallow is a koala in pajamas and the plush night light toy is a green triceratops.

His experiences gift from Hank is once again part of a family gift that all the kids in the family is getting. A trip to an amusement park.

Last but not least finally the last thing to cover. The youngest Anderson in select verses. A toddler Ava at age four. Ava got: some apple flavored puffed treats which she loves and she got a whole baf to herself this time its a healthier treat too as a plus, bath coloring balls that are sorta bath bomb ish, a pair of new pink head phones which are her first pair, a new hood and matching pair of leggings, a ABCs water wow book, a unicorn pillow pet, and a princess dress up set. The toddler asked for a baby alive that could really drink and wet. That is the exact baby doll she got from, of course, Santa. Her experiences gift from Hank is once again part of a family gift that all the kids in the family is getting. A trip to an amusement park.

[softboywriting]

Hungover | Shawn Mendes

Summary: Shawn has too much to drink with the guys one night and you help him through it the next morning. [tour blurb] [fluff] [established relationship]

Word Count: 1k

|Masterlist In Bio|

Sunrise illuminates the back bedroom of the bus, not enough to have been what woke you up but enough to bathe everything in a warm yellow and orange light. You’re stiff, body curled against the wall and you stretch out. It wasn't like you to sleep so balled up. Your arm reaches out and you bump a body beside you. You twist yourself and see Shawn's back facing you.

"Oh," you mutter softly and turn over to face him. He's shirtless, bare back covered in little pale freckles. It wasn't like him to crawl into bed with you without waking you first. You know something must be wrong or he was a little drunk when he went to sleep. The two of you frequently shared a bed, but he always checked if you were up for sleeping together first.

The bus is still on the road, you can tell by the shadows of power poles passing rapidly every few seconds and the way it shakes a bit as bumps and holes in the road are hit. You remember when you first started touring with Shawn, how hard it was to sleep or even ride on the bus without getting sick or just laying sleepless for hours. You got used to it, obviously.

"Shawn?" You whisper softly, running your hand up his back. He stirs, a soft snort indicating his consciousness. "You're in my bed."

"No, my bed," he mumbles.

"No, its mine." You work your fingers into his hair and scratch gently at the base of his neck. "Did you, Brian and Connor have too much to drink last night?"

He's silent. You think he's fallen asleep but then he rolls over to face you. He still says nothing and just lays there staring at you.

"Hungover?"

"Yeah." He whispers hoarsely and you rub his chest. "I was stupid."

"Stupid huh?" You slide your hand up to his throat and massage gently, making him close his eyes and go slack jawed. "What'd you drink?"

"Whiskey."

"Whiskey and?"

"Tequila."

You hum softly and he winces at your disappointment. He knows he shouldn't drink hard liquor on tour, not with shows every other night. Hell, he didn’t even actually allow it on the bus, but Brian and Connor are little shits. The alcohol fucks with his voice, makes him sluggish and not feel a hundred percent. There isn't enough recovery time between shows for him to have more than a light beer or two. You’re more surprised than disappointed. He’s always so health conscious and careful with his body on tour. "You know better."

"I do." He says and you pull your hand away from his throat. "I was feeling anxious after the last show and the guys were having a few drinks and I got carried away."

"Shawn." He opens his eyes to look at you. "Drinking doesn't help the anxiety."

"I know."

"It makes it worse and then you feel terrible the next day. Why didn’t you talk to me?"

"You were asleep." He closes his eyes again and he just looks so disappointed in himself. "Don't yell at me please."

"When have I ever yelled at you?" You push some curls off his forehead. "Hmm?"

"Never."

"Exactly." You get up and crawl over him. "I’ve got an idea. Do you want orange or fruit punch to drink?"

"What?" He asks, rolling over to look at you where you're standing by the door to the main room of the bus.

"Orange or fruit punch?"

"I don't understand."

"Pedialyte. It's supposed to be help hangovers, remember? We've got two bottles in the fridge from last time Brian got wasted at the arena in LA."

"Oh. Orange please."

You go out into the main room and head for the kitchen area. Connor is passed out on the couch as you pass by. You grab a cup and dig into the back of the fridge for the Pedialyte. There's just enough orange left for a full glass. You grab a few migraine relief caplets from the medicine cabinet and head back to the bedroom.

Shawn is sprawled out, arm over his head as he stares out the window at the sunrise. He looks soft, golden and glowing in the morning light. Even hungover he is cute. How unfair.

"Sit up." You sink on to the side of the bed and hand him his medicine and drink.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome." You lean over and dig through your backpack on the floor while he drinks. You pull out your makeup bag and take out your travel pack of facial wipes.  "Lean forward."

Shawn sets his cup on the stand beside the bed and leans toward you. You pull out a wipe and wipe down his face. It's incredibly oily and he closes his eyes as you clean him up. "You don't have to do this," he mumbles as you wipe at the creases of his nose.

"I know."

"You spoil me."

"No, I care about you." You take your pot of lip creme from your bag put it in his hand. "Use some of this too. I'm going to make you some juice for breakfast and maybe later we can stop for some actual food. Just go back to sleep for a few minutes."

Shawn wraps his arms around you, pulling you in against him and you run your hand over his hair. "Thank you." He presses his face into your neck. "I promise I'll make it up to you."

"You don't have to do that."

"I do." He sighs and you kiss the side of his head. "I gotta give you back just as much loving.”

"You do Shawn. It's okay to let someone take care of you sometimes. You don't have to do everything on your own."

"I know. I'm just not used to having someone. It’s been a long time." He pulls back and kisses your nose. "I adore you."

"I adore you too."

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star crossed lovers | connor bedard

↳ oc hughes sister x connor bedard blurb + tiny insta post

↳ au masterlist!

↳ takes place in 2025!

warnings: swearing and angst. oh, and underage drinking.

been sitting on this one for a few weeks, wasn't sure if i liked it enough to post but decided to post it and get on with life lol

word count: 4.2k+

Two households, both alike in dignity...

it wasn't supposed to happen, thats what kailey kept telling herself every time she went to go see the rookie. yet each and every time, she found herself staying long and longer. before she knew it, she'd stayed a full weekend with the guy before going back to her off-campus apartment.

straight a - honors, french/spanish fluent, and lacrosse player kailey clara hughes was never meant to meet connor bedard. she never had any interest in hockey players despite her whole family and immediate friend groups being all in with it. yet here she was, absolutely head over heels for the hockey player and she knew they were doomed. partially because of who her brothers were.

or was it?

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her best friend and roommate had dragged her and another friend to a small diner in the loop one december evening before they'd all be going back home for break, and that's when the trio spotted their group. the girls had been walking past them when she noticed alex vlasic, who played with jack at usndtp and quickly shrieked. "oh my god vlassy!" she smiled widely and when alex recognized her, he quickly got up to hug her. "oh my god, you're here! I'm so happy for you, you deserve it." she said as the two pulled away. "thanks hughesy, appreciate it. hows everybody? hows mama el?" he questioned and she smiled. "they are good! she's now working with the program but with the girls program, shes absolutely loving it." she said and alex smiled widely. "that's so her, im glad." he paused seeing her friends sit down, "i wont keep you anymore. but don't be a stranger, ok?" he said and she nodded before walking to her booth. as soon as she did, all the guys looked over as alex pointed towards the blonde, and she felt like she could curl up in a ball and never be seen again. before she looked away, she caught connor's eye before he looked away.

before she went to bed that evening, she got a follow request from the one and only connor bedard. her thumb hovered over the request, before pressing accept.

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the two had been dating since janurary, so smooth sailing for 7 months when connor's name had come up on her phone while she was in the other room. her brother jack picked up being the nosy person that he is, and instantly recognized the rookie. before connor could say anything, jack hung up and screamed for the girl. she was in the kitchen with her mom, and the two were in the middle of baking chocolate chip and peanut butter cookies. she looked up from the bowl, her laugh and smile quickly falling when she saw the look on her older brothers face.

"jack?" ellen questioned, as jack stared at kailey. "jack?" kailey questioned with doe-like eyes. he shook his head, anger seething and angry tears ready to spill. "why is he calling you?!" he demanded, holding up her phone. her head tilted a bit in confusion, "stop yelling at her. calm down." quinn said from the couch to the right of kailey and their mom. "have something to tell us, missy?" jack said with his voice the same volume. "jack, stop it." ellen said and jack laughed, "you know don't you?" he asked not believing it. "know what?" luke asked coming down the stairs, "she's seeing a boy!" jack said and the boys all looked at one another before looking at kailey. "but more specifically, its who she's seeing." jack added and the boy's were confused. "oh god not one of my friends kails." luke said coming behind her to grab a bottle of water. kailey rolled her eyes, "id rather die." she said and luke shoved her a bit. "who is it though?" luke asked taking up the bar stool in front of her and their mom. her phone began to ring again, and kailey began her descent over to her brother.

"jack, give me my phone." she said and jack held it out of her reach, "jack rowden!" kailey screamed now, and jack froze. jack gave her her phone, and she quickly headed outside to the back to take it. she sat down on the dock. "kails?" connor asked softly once she appeared on the screen, "my brothers know about us." she said defeatedly and connor frowned. he knew why she didn't tell them, and he also knew how much it hurt her not too. "im sorry kails. i take it they were upset?" he said sitting up now. she nodded, "jack was angry, he yelled at me. though the other two are confused." she hummed, looking out into the lake. "im sorry lovey." he said and she nodded, looking back at the screen. "im excited to see you in a few weeks, I've been writing a list of thing-" and she cut him off, "i-i im not sure about that. something came up and uh, yeah." she said and connor's heart broke. he'd been drawing up a list of things to do and show her for the past few months, little things popping up at 2 am when he'd just be getting to bed. or when they'd be at a coffee shop or a on campus library, when the two would be studying. well, kailey would be and he'd be there to hang out and help her study. there was a running joke with her two friends, and they'd always recite mean girls to him: "he doesn't even go here." whenever they'd see him at their school.

"oh, wow. um, ok." he said a bit unsure of what to say. "yeah..im sorry connor." she said, as if it was a knife to the heart. they never used their full names, but here they were. "ill uh let you know when i can, i just need to go kill my brothers right now. ill talk to you later." she said before hanging up. as soon as she did, she broke down into tears. her blue eyes full of sorrow and guilt, knowing she'd never reach back out to him.

back in the house, all havoc broke lose. the three brothers interrogating ellen for all the information she knew. to her defense, she knew little but more than most. "boys stop. she will tell you when she's ready. don't pull this crap with her, she's already upset as it is." ellen scolded. "now get out of here, go do something. unless you'd like to help." she countered, and the boys quickly disappeared. kailey walked back into the house, slamming the back french doors and headed up to her room. "kails?" luke called but got no response. quinn came up behind jack who was busy texting, and slapped the back of his head. " ow! what was that for?" he questioned, rubbing it. "you are an ass." quinn said before making his way up to kaileys room. he knocked a few times before making his way in, and he found her in her bed sobbing into her pillow. "kiwi?" he questioned softly, bringing back to light a old nickname from their childhood. that only made her cry harder. he made his way over to her bed, and laid down facing her before pulling her into his chest. he rubbed her back, as she shook. "im sorry about jack." he said a few minutes later, and she groaned. "don't say his name." she mumbled and quinn chuckled. "but it doesn't matter anymore, there won't be any more of him." she said sitting up and facing her brother. his eyebrows creased in confusion, "you guys and your overprotectiveness! I've never been able to date anybody because there has always been something wrong about the guy..." she said pulling some hair behind her ears.

she licked her lips before restarting, "i never told you guys because i wanted to get to know him before you guys swooped in and told me no. before you guys came up with any bullshit excuse. i've never felt so loved before in my life quinnie. i've never felt so seen, heard, and protected. he genuinely cares about me, and not about getting to know you guys. not about what our last name can do for him or the association. i loved him quinn. god...and you would love him. all of you guys, but especially you. i have never once taken an interest in any hockey player, because truth be told yall are hard asses and i cant take any more than you three." she paused as quinn laughed. she shook her head, blushing.

quinn felt horrible, every word hitting heart. hard. "im sorry kiwi that you have felt that way about us for so long, that was never our intention. we usually just saw things before you realized it and we didn't want you to see those signs. but that does not excuse how you feel because its valid, you deserve all those things and more. and we should never get in the way of finding somebody that makes you happy. i just wish you told us sooner about him, especially then i would have been able to understand twisties text messages." he said waiting for her to understand. her blue eyes went wide, "wait! you knew?" she asked jumping up just a bit. he nodded with a smile, "yeah, mackenzie entwistle and i are friends still. and now i realize that you had no idea." he said laughing softly. "oh my god! oh my goddddd!" she said falling onto her back in embarrassment. "I've received a few karaoke videos from him too." and she cringed. "god stop talking q." she said covering her eyes with her hands. "i understand why you'd ghost the group chat a lot, at one point i was getting concerned and then twistie texted me something and it all made sense." he smiled, and she felt her cheeks heat up again.

quinn looked down at his little sister, as she removed her hands and brought them to her stomach. "when did you know?" he asked, and she looked towards him. "know what?" she said curiously, "that you loved him?" he asked leaning onto his side. she smiled looking up at the ceiling, "when he showed up to the depaul library a few blocks from my apartment in middle janurary, and told me he was not going to leave until i finished all my assignments. even though he had a game the next night. we didn't get out of there until 3. he still drove me back to my apartment, and then headed back to his. and then surprised me with coffee and a bagel before he went to the rink for the early game." she said smiling like a fool.

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"con, what are you doing here?" she asked looking at the time as seeing 11:58 pm. he pulled the set out in front of her in the deserted library. "i came to help you and to drive you home." he hummed pulling out a book she'd gotten him one time they were at a local bookstore. "con..you've got a game tomorrow." she said with a frown and he waved her off. "you're more important right now. your mental health is more important to me." he said not looking up from his book, and she sighed turning back to her computer. he smiled once he heard her fingers begin to type.

around 3 am he pulled into the guest parking spot, and he saw exhaustion plaguing at the girls eyes. "thankyou con, i appreciate the ride very much." she said smiling, as she unbuckled. "ofcourse. anytime." he hummed, and she leaned in. "and for helping me with my assignments." she smiled before kissing him. he placed his hand on her cheek, before pulling away. "ill see you later today." he said softly, and she nodded pecking him once more. "let me know when you get home." she said before she shut the door, and he left after she slipped into the elevator.

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"seems like you still love him, kiwi." he said and she shook her head. "I've already hurt him, there's no going back." she said sighing. "we were never supposed to be together, anyways. we were star crossed lovers. doomed from the very beginning."

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she walked back downstairs for dinner and because the smell of cookies pulled her from her room. quinn had left a little while beforehand to knock some sense into jack, and to deliver the news of the breakup. or well, kelsey's plan to ice him out. jim quickly delivered another slap in the head to jack, and jack tried desperately to defend himself. "hi kels." ellen said pulling the girl into a side hug, as kelsey looked down at the fresh cookies. "you did good." she hummed, smiling up at her mom. ellen kissed her only daughters temple before they heard the shrieking voice of jack, "k? can we talk?" he asked softly, leaning against the fridge. she sighed, looking over and jack and nodding. the two walked outside onto the deck, and Kelsey crossed her arms over her chest. the sun was setting, and she thought the lake looked gorgeous. "i want to apologize about earlier." he said coming up beside her, gauging her reaction. "i fucked up badly, and i don't think you should have broken up with him. that's not fair to him-" and she cut him off, "fair to him? him? seriously jack?" she said turning towards him with fury in her eye. the same one ellen had had many, many times over the years that was usually directed at jack.

"fair to him? what about me? every boy that I've spoken to has ended quickly because you all have something to say about them. when is it my turn, huh? when can i choose a guy and not have you down my neck about them?" she said furiously, tears beginning to pool. "i ended things so i didn't have to deal with this or anything else that you or luke have to say." she snarled before walking back into the house. quinn watched as she walked straight into the kitchen, and softly spoke with ellen. quinn was going to have to kill jack, and when his younger brother walked inside; he most certainly knew he had to.

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kailey headed back to the windy city a bit earlier then when she originally anticipated to, about a week into august she decided to randomly pack up her bedroom at her parents house and drove to the city all night. her best friend becca already settled in, was shocked to find the girl coming in and knocking things over at 3 am. her parents had been driving in from toronto so when they arrived home, she'd already been on the road for an hour. her parents confused and distraught, at the sight of her empty bedroom. quickly pulling their phones to check for her location to see it was off on 360, and quickly called the three brothers who were a the lake house. her phone was on silent as she drove through Indiana, listening to indie folk country on blast. it was around 4 pm the same day she arrived, becca opened her door to the three brothers disheveled and exhausted. they'd been up all night thinking of where she could have gone, who she could have been with, calling all their friends and contacts at the detroit airport and others across the country and canada. as soon as they saw the blonde on the couch eating cereal, they all let out a collective sigh. before they took one step inside the apartment they were met with becca who truth be told, was blood at this point. becca had become part of the family years ago, when she hit jack in the face with a hockey stick when they lived in toronto. which meant that becca was blood, in kaileys book.

"if you so dare lay a fucking finger or raise your voice ever so slightly, i will make your lives hell." she threatened the boys, making eye contact with the three to make sure they knew how serious she was. they nodded, swallowing hard. she made he most eye contact with jack, because he always had some 'witty' comeback to becca. he stayed silent. they walked in and made their way over to kailey who was confused and shocked that they were here. "thankgod you're safe." luke said sitting down next to her and pulling her into a hug. "where'd you think i was?" she said icily. "i don't know, europe?" jack said right on cue, and becca growled from the kitchen. he sat down on the other side of kailey who just stared at him with a blank expression. she then looked up at quinn, who still had yet to say something. he was livid, beyond belief. he'd been on edge since he got the phone call at 3 am from his parents, who were freaking out. "i don't feel like giving you a stern talking to right now, but don't do that again kailey. don't you ever think of doing that again." he warned and she swallowed, nodding softly. his eyebrow quirked, "yes quinn. i wont do it again. im sorry" she said and he nodded before heading outside to call his parents.

"why did you leave?" luke asked, "we were supposed to have our day together..." he added with a twinge of sadness. the two since they were young, spent the whole day together before they went their separate ways for the semester. as kids, him being pulled to hockey teams and her with soccer and lacrosse. "im sorry lukey, but i didn't want to be upset and alone in michigan any longer." she said not looking up at him. "but you have us?" jack said confused, "sometimes that isn't enough jack." she said sadly before turning her gaze towards the window, that overlooked the chicago river.

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november.

the semester was well underway, and thanksgiving break was nearing, she'd soon be heading up to vancouver to spend it with her brother while her parents went to newark. she was walking up the stairs to her floor, with a dunkin iced americano in hand, a bagel while her back ached with a 100 pound back pack. she had a few hours before her and becca would be going out to a bar near campus, where the two could slip in before they started to check for id's.

a few hours later they were slipping inside, ready to party one last time before break. they reached their friend group, saying hi to everybody before heading over to the bar to order a drink. some indie folk country student singer had just begun to sing a song, and kelsey's heart swooned. she started swaying to the song as becca was complaining about a guy she had been hooking up with for a few weeks at that point. "who is it?" kelsey asked looking over at her texts that her friend was showing her, "reichel?" kelsey said with wide eyes and becca nodded. "oh fuck. right." she said turning back to thank the bar tender. "how much?" she questioned and the bartender just pointed to the right of them, and she smiled at the guy. she saluted him with her drink, before turning away with becca. they headed back to their group before the girls wanted to get to the dance floor, which the cute guy that brought their drinks was just walking up as well.

"thankyou for the drinks!" she said over the song as the two found their way next to one another. he nodded, "ofcourse! did my one good deed for the day!" he joked and she blushed, "you used it on me?" she faked fawned, "i feel so honored." she grinned, "maybe you've got one more?" she said cheekily as his eyes lit up. she smirked, plopping his cowboy hat off of his head and slid it onto hers. "your welcome." he smiled twirling her as the two started dancing. "cant help it when i see a cowboy hat, they're a weakness of mine." she hummed before he dipped her.

connor watched from the corner of the bar, as the two danced with each other. him and some of the younger players all decided to go out for the evening, and connor was regretting as soon as he saw her walk through the door with becca. reichel had no idea she was there until, he saw her on the dance floor. in which as soon as he saw, he hurried over to surprise her. "dude just go up to her." vlasic said, his shoulder hitting connors. connor shook his head, "you've been a sad puppy all summer. go!" mackenzie entwistle said and connor sighed, before following the blonde to the bar. "can i get a water?" connor asked the bartender and they went to go fetch a bottle. "connor?" he heard to his left, the soft and angelic voice of kailey hughes. "hi kailey." he said turning towards her, and he saw soft smile begin to form. "hi." she said before taking the seltzer from the bartender, and he took her card to the register. "seems like everybody knew about reichs and becca but me." she said walking up next to him. he nodded, "its been a long and busy summer without you that's for sure." he spoke before he could catch himself. she nodded, taking the card from the bartender. "well uh, i should get back out there." she said pointing towards her friend group and she caught the eye of the guy, she'd been dancing with. his cowboy hat giving his location away. "wanna say hi to the guys?" he questioned and she hesitated, "come on they miss you." and she obliged.

kailey and connor didnt leave eachothers side that evening, spending the evening catching up with one another. connor also being interested in her studies and the semester as much as she was interested in how his season had been going. she also confessed that her brother quinn knew about the because of mackenzie, which earned a few chuckles from the guys. connor, kailey, becca and reichel made there way outside around 1 am and began their descent back to the apartment. but not before becca begged to take a picture of the two next to the sign, that stood outside of the bar. "come on cowboy." kailey hummed and he quickly dipped her; catching her by surprise.

"lets go home now." becca said pushing the two in front of her and lukas.

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december.

the long awaited game between the devils and hawks rolled around, with her parents taking a trip to see their kids all in one spot for the evening. connor picked up kailey from her apartment, two hours before puck drop so that her parents could see connor again and so she could catch up with her brothers just a bit too. afterwards, regardless of who won or lost; the hughes family were getting together for dinner with connor. oh, and quinn would be put on facetime at some point too.

"no devils jersey tonight, huh?" luke said with a smirk as he saw the famous chicago jersey, donned with 98. she rolled her eyes hugging him, and then jack came out and hugged her as well. "don't go too hard on him jacky, or i will cut your hair off while you sleep this summer." she joked and jack saluted her, knowing she was somewhat serious. "quinn said he's watching from van, so this game should be interesting." jack joked and she slapped his arm. "mom!" jack said rubbing his arm, and ellen just laughed. "hughesy!" nico called as he walked out of the visitors lockerroom, "heard you were gracing us with your presence tonight." he joked as she pushed her brothers aside to hug the swiss. "can never pass up an opportunity to grace everybody as the best hughes." she said sticking her tongue out at jack who did the same. "well we will leave you to it, we'll see you later. have fun!" ellen said as nico walked away. "choke." was all kailey said, faking a look of seriousness. "buh bye!" luke said pushing her away, and jack flipped her off. kailey puckered her lips, shrugged before turning around and walked to the stands with her parents.

everybody on the broadcast teams, got many shots of the hughes family. and most importantly, the jersey the youngest hughes was donning. she cheered loudly as connor was introduced, she cheered when he scored his two goals, and when the hawks won 3-1 over her brothers. as connor was introduced as the first star of the game, he quickly found where she was sitting and winked at her. she rolled her eyes playfully, before cheering once again. the three waited a bit as the fans filtered out, before she went to find connor and her parents towards her brothers. as soon as she saw connor, his whole face lit up and opened his arms to hug her. "you did so good, hun!" she said softly, before kissing his cheek. he looked down at her, still smiling before pecking her. "lets go find my family." she said pulling her hands in his, and they made their way over towards the visitor's area. "will they be like, upset?" connor asked as they turned a corner. "upset?" she questioned looking up at him. "that we won." he clarified and she giggled. "no, but im sure jack will have a comment to say about you blocking his shot." she teased and she saw connor tense up a bit, "im kidding. besides, my mom has no problem telling him off so you're good." she hummed before she turned and saw her family waiting for her. luke's face lit up, and dawned a smile as he saw kailey come into view. "sick goals tonight." luke said first as they came face to face. "thanks man. your one shift was sick, we were all in awe on the bench." connor responded, and the four guys all fell into a conversation about the game. which meant they were all hyping each other up, or the word jack would use is gassing.

ellen wrapped an arm around her daughter, and smiled once they looked at each other. "i like him." ellen whispered and kailey giggled. "i think you have some competition." kailey hummed as they watched her brothers and dad conversing with the boy she loved.

sure, they may be young but she knew she'd found the one.

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the two walked into connor's apartment a few hours later, and quickly got ready for bed. the two found eachother's arms as soon as she got into bed, and looked out at the city lights that were somewhat dimmed from the window tint. "you have fun?" he asked and kailey nodded. "yeah, though im sure my brothers had even more fun." she giggled turning to face him. he smiled down at her, "i think you've got two new fangirls." she added which caused him to laugh. "cheeky." he said kissing her forehead. "i love you." she said and then shot herself in the foot. "well good thing, cuz i never stopped." he said meeting her eye. she smiled, "me neither." she hummed before pulling him in for a kiss.

two star-crossed lovers, one a canadian superstar, and one an american- from a royal hockey family. they would not see the fate that shakespeare wrote about all those years ago, but one that would bring together some of the most powerful and well-respected names in hockey.

"For never was a story of more beautiful, Than this of Juliet and her Romeo," 

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@kaileyclara: november 🤍

tags: connorbedard, madisenbedard and beccamurphy

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@trevorzegras: WHAT @alexturcotte: you didnt know? @trevorzegras: how does alex know about everything before me? @kaileyclara: cuz youre bad at keeping secrets t

@jackhughes: chipmunks seriously? @kaileyclara: it was that or the other meme... @jackhughes: i like this one better @_quinnhughes: so glad you're happy blondie @kaileyclara: thankyou q! i am (:

@lhughes_06: you cant dance for shit @kaileyclara: you cant either bud

@connorbedard: had a feeling you were gonna make a meme out of me @trevorzegras: its her love language @connorbedard: so I've learned @kaileyclara: you breathe and it can be turned into a meme i stg @beccamurphy: i mean...

@lukasreichel: I like the brunette @kaileyclara: i think she likes you too bud!

@elblue6: love you two! @connorbedard: love you mama el! @kaileyclara: 🫶🏻 @melanieb: so grateful for you guys! @elblue6: same here, cant wait for our girls trip! @kaileyclara: shes even circled it on my wall calender @melanieb: me too! @madisenbedard: omg she did the same on mine!

@madisenbedard: sister 🥺 @kaileyclara: the one i never had 🥺 @melanieb: we just adore you kailey! see you soon

@kaileysfriend: he doesn't even go here @beccamurphy: connor the student

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[meyhew]

ok i've seen your rb of "falling on your knees" and i am about to go read it again so that i may have another breakdown of both love for the characters and also the way you write bc the beginning blurb..... i will now curl up into a ball. seed your writing is incredible

i’ve read this ask so many times since u sent it... bro wtf??? posting those stories is so weird bc idk who (if anyone) will be interested enough to read them and then like them. zahra will definitely get a longer story, there’s a lot to unpack in her and connor’s dynamic that i cant fit into a short story so i Will be writing a full length... whatever about them. i hope u read mara’s piece!! and shannon is next 🥰 i think so far i like the writing for shannon the best and her character is so layered im super excited to post that eventually. thank u for reading!! i hope ur having a lovely day 🤍

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Tagged by @tiredandlame ♡

Rules: name 10 favorite characters from 10 different things and then tag 10 people.

(P.S. I took your blurb thing because it made it more fun! Thank you for tagging me!)

1. Ned Chicane from The Adventure Zone: Amnesty (Podcast)

Ned is amazing. I love Duck and Aubrey but Ned makes my heart big and happy. He’s a complex goof ball and Clint did such a good job with him and I seriously don’t think I would have loved this series of TAZ as much if it wasn’t for Ned. Keep Kepler Weird!

2. Greg from Over the Garden Wall (Animated Mini-Series)

“Over the Garden Wall” is one of my favorite shows and I think everyone who loves animation should watch it. Greg is the annoying little brother but he’s a sweetheart and I want to learn how to sew just so I can make his little outfit. In conclusion, go watch OTGW, please. 

3. Jareth from Labyrinth (Movie) 

David Bowie is so hot in this role and this was my favorite movie as a kid. It’s so weird and cool and Jareth is the best goblin king out there. Plus, the soundtrack with Bowie’s vocals is 🔥

4. Dan from Letterkenny (TV Show)

This is one of those shows everyone has seen clips of but I love it so much. I’m on the third season and it’s not as good as the first two but it’s still so good. Dan is a surprise favorite of mine because he’s basically a feminist hick and I love it. 

5. Sophie from Howl’s Moving Castle (Ghibli Movie)

Sophie is the sweetest but also a strong willed person and she’s my inspiration. I want to be her when I grow up and her whole life is goals. I watch the cleaning scene to feel motivated sometimes lol

6.  Kotarou from School Babysitters (Anime)

This is the sweetest show ever and made me create a mini genre I call baby animes. He’s a sweet little baby that doesn’t talk much but when he does, my heart melts. If you like cute things, watch school babysitters.

7. Deckard from Bee and Puppycat (Animated Web Series)

Deckard is my favorite boy. I say recipe like him all the time and his room is goals. I like his vibe and how he fits in with Bee’s craziness. I love all the characters in this show but Deckard needed a mention. 

8. Patroclus from from Song of Achilles (Book)

This book is beautifully written and makes me so happy. Patroclus as the narrator is stunning and he makes me so happy. I love him and his way of describing his love of Achilles is gorgeous. 

9. Mr. Knightley from Emma (Movie)

I want to read the book but after seeing this movie, I was in love with his character. When he said,  “If i loved you less i might be able to talk about it more” I died. 

10. Connor from Sex Education (TV Show)

His character has the best arch and I can’t wait for season three just so I can see him more. What a bisexual icon!

This was fine! Here’s my tagged people!

@confused-coffee-bean @perksofbeingodd @cleaverbacon @reximus44 @jeshire @milk-light-of-moon @gohemmogo @padawan-thunderairborne @lady-tabris @my-roomba-ate-my-weed