#and i was like ok yeah sure whatever we'll be there

[m4rs-ex3]

*cracks knuckles* *opens google doc*

“ah! oh, i am stabbed! by the stab-prince! lord stabbington! why? spurt! spurt…” (1x01)

“we have visitors from xadia… unwanted visitors.” “what are they, minstrels or something?” “assassins.” “i know. what do you think, i’m an idiot?” “mm…”

“later, you can call me a jerkface, and i’ll do the crazy jerkface dance for you. it is a dance of stupitude and sorry-ness.” (1x02)

“i do not understand girls.”

"you lied to me!" "ok, how is that worse than trying to kill someone?"

“rock, rock, stone, rock, stone, stone. rock, stone, rock, stone, stone…”

“right, right. that makes sense, since we go way back. remember that one time, ten minutes ago, when you chased me through the castle trying to stab me? haha, good times.” (1x03)

“the king is pretty busy right now. trying not to, you know, die, and stuff.”

"'...once their safety is assured, the boys may wish to build a ‘dirtman'... we do not wish to build a dirtman." "we do not." (1x04)

"ez, snails already have armor." "then why do they keep getting smooshed?"

"i mean, look at those legs." "what? i have nice legs." (1x05)

“come on, rayla, do it for the frog.”

“so, what are your concerns?” “well… you took me off the mission.” “hmm, noted. go on.” “and you threw me in this dungeon.” “ah, i see. anything else?” “uh, no. but… no. i guess those are the main two.” “thank you. your feedback is a gift.”

"you know what, in a few years, when you're older, buddy... we'll sit down, and have a heart-to-heart talk about sandwiches." (1x06)

"no idea what nuance is."

“i think she’s hangry.” “i’m habsolutely hurious.”

"just walkin' into town, without a care in the world, despite my sub-century life expectancy." "that's the spirit!" (1x07)

“i can’t see a thing!” “shh!” “oh, can you see better if i’m quiet?”

"yes and no. well, uh... well, no. not yet, but maybe! ..so, yes? in a way?" "okay, that's averaging out to be around a maybe-minus." “yeah, that’s about right.”

"got a better idea?" "as a matter of fact... i do not." (1x08)

"wait. callum, you may be a dummy but you're not a fool!" "am i supposed to feel flattered by this?"

"i'm going to share an old elven proverb with you: when traveling up a mountain trying to save a dying dragon egg and you hear a spooky sound, just keep walking." "wow, that's really specific." (1x09)

"your friends tried to kill me!" "she kidnapped you!" "SHE THREW MUD IN MY FACE AND SOME GOT IN MY MOUTH!" (2x02)

"whatever. guess we'll kill you in the morning." "that's more like it!"

"they're dad is dead, and you lied about it! and they're our friends; it's wrong." "you squash innocent creatures to make magic pancakes!"

"but how did you-" "i smashed it. yup." "hmm. well, accidents happen." "—on purpose." "...i'm sure you had a good reason."

"i just want to make sure you're still on mission, not just... having fun." "uh, you built a zip line today." "I TOOK NO JOY IN THAT!"

"you've got it, my smooth-skulled friend!" (2x04)

"the name's captain villads. the 'd' is silent." "there's a 'd'?" "arr." "wait, there's a silent 'r'?" "narr." "oh, okay, so it's just the silent 'd' then." "aye!" "ahh, so there's an—”

"my left eye was taken by a flock of mutinous seagulls." "uhh, wow. and what about your right eye?" "don't know. came at me from me left."

"nailed it! squawk!" "did he just say the word 'squawk'?"

"maybe, if i'm brave enough to go into it, and face the storm, that's how i'll make the connection." "or it'll blow you up until you’re dead."

"you are witnessing history." "that is great. would you rate the service you received today as 'excellent'?"

"i may have found a creative solution, something that could save lives." "well, go on." "behold!" "...it's a rock." (2x05)

"i've never actually, y'know, killed anyone." "oh. well, maybe someday. never give up on your dreams!" (2x06)

“but is it really so wrong?” “yes.” “...is it, though?” “yes.” “is it?” “YES.” (2x08)

"he can't be like this! HE CAN’T EVEN COUNT SYLLABLES!”

"am i be needing a boat?"

“wow. this must be the biggest tree in the world! what do you call it?” “a tree.” (3x02)

“if my interpretation is correct—and it is—she suggested an unusual way in which your body might… accommodate your sword.” (3x03)

"horses need hay. i am bringing hay to the horses. very hungry horses need hay! hungry, hungry horses." (3x05)

“soren, wait! the hay is… glowing.” “yeah. yeah, it is. so?” “nothing. it’s pretty neat.” “thanks, man. hay’s the best.”

"is this... the afterlife?" "no, it's still just... the life... still. you're alive." (3x08)

"sorry. not funny. bad joke." (4x01)

"am i about to vandalize an ancient book?" (4x02)

"hey! pick on someone your own size." "this dragon's much bigger than me. also, who are you?" (4x05)

"but, enough about my pajamas, Claudia. you have to stop trying to release the greatest evil the world has ever known!" "ughhh, i knew you wouldn't understand." (4x07)

“i’m just gonna stab him.” (4x09)

“soon, i’ll have you feeling like a tree in the springtime. re-leaved.” (5x01)

“BLOOD OF CHILD!” "sir! she needs sleep.” “blood of child...” “better.” (5x02)

“‘oh, rayla, the last dragonguard, what did you do to try and stop the fallen star?’ ‘well, i did what the queen told me and sat on my hands.’” (5x03)

“i don’t want to get your hopes up, but i think i might’ve seen your dad’s bum shimmy just a little.”

“is this a creepy whistling battle? ‘cause… i don’t think we can outcreep this guy.” (4x06)

“goods i got by doing… crimes.” “now what goods, exactly, are you sellin’?” “let’s just say these goods are so good, they should call ‘em greats!”

"AH, NO! ME SMOKE BEES!!!!"

“don’t feel bad. if i was a giant sea monster, i would eat you.” “really? aw, thank you.” (5x07)

“are you mixing the pentapus ink… with your own blood?” “it’s a spell, terry, not a pudding recipe.” (5x09)

"our baby was so cute. and he’s grown into quite the strapping young homunculus. are you telling me you can’t see the resemblance? he has my lovely eyes. i’m afraid his voice must be from your side of the family.”

“i don’t know. smash it, throw it off a cliff, get a giant, super-sharp axe and KA-CHOP, you know? we could get creative.” (6x01)

“i’ve never seen a mushroom like this.” “yeah, me neither. you think it’s edible?” “no, and please don’t find out.” (6x02)

“guess i can always use a pile of loose planks as a blanket. hey, i invented a ‘planket.’” (6x03)

“wait, is everyone else wearing blindfolds too?” “that is a joke.” “yeah, it’s funny.” (6x04)

“alright, i’m just gonna ask; why do you wear those?” “why do we wear underwear?” “no-”

“where’d you get that… comically large block of ice?” (6x05)

“i may be a child, but i know how to count.” (6x07)

"i’d definitely told you if i was dead.” “no. no, you wouldn’t have.” (7x01)

“i mean, at the end of the day, you’re at the top of the org chart.” “we have an org chart?” (7x05)

“i came on my own.” “for what purpose?” “‘to save your… posterior.’ she wants you to know that she used a different word… than posterior.”

“SALAD GUY!” “oh, good. somebody does know me!”

“see? it’s just sap.” “how do we know it’s not magic sap? corvus, check it.” “confirmed. regular sap.”

“we’ve been sitting here eating dessert, rayla. DESSERT.” (6x06)

“well, i don’t want you here.” “you mean, you don’t want you here?” “i said that! but not me you. you you!” “me?” “yes.” “me.” “no. oh, what am i doing? i’m talking to myself.” “yes, you am.”

“you say potato, i say po-tah-to…” “just so you know… it’s potato.” “um, no. that’s the whole point.” “don’t even get him started on tomatoes.” (7x09)

I’m making a The Dragon Prince once said video: Reply with your favorite quotes if you want (It’ll be helpful if you also include the season and episode)

[mirananananan]

what is it called when your mother still tries to guilt you into feeling like shit about not wanting to spend hours and hours at random family events when you are a fully grown adult with other obligations and priorities

asking for a friend

[tankgotstuckinthecircusgate]

i know that when carlo suddenly decided that he needs to marry guy made a whole list in his head n like had a deadlines n shit. like it was some kind of a task he needed to do

[florida3exclamationpoints]

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[strawbuddy-luv]

Trans Tim off handedly mentioning random things that just confuse people more and more because he never told them he was trans (only Bruce and Alfred know)

Tim: "For the mission I'm thinking I'll go undercover, but it'll take some work to hide the bruises I got earlier. They're everywhere"

Dick: "Oh I think Steph is free right now!"

Tim: "...Ok?"

Dick: "Don't worry I'm sure she'll help you out with this! "

Tim: "That's awesome but I don't think I'll need help. I know how to use makeup."

Dick: "Really-? Ohhh, yeah your public image is like, way more public than ours. That must be tiring, having to hide the bruises all the time."

Tim: "Well yeah but I knew how to use makeup before that. For like, galas as a kid and stuff"

Dick: "...yeah..."

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Steph: -Complaining about a man- "And then he said "Oh you should smile more" like "you look like you don't want to be here" like what- what the fuck-??? Maybe I fucking don't dude."

Tim: "Oh yeah I hate when they do that. Like you've spent the entire time bitching about the consistency of snails, I can close my mouth for a few seconds."

Steph: "..."

Tim: "...What-?"

Steph: "Well- I mean yeah but- you know I have to deal with it like...way more, and it's just a bit weird that like, you as a guy are, I dunno, trying to relate? I mean you don't have to deal with it litreally everyday"

Tim: "Well yeah not anymore, but, you know...I still did."

Steph: :...What-"

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Tim: -Resting against one of the rooftop ledges-

Jason: "Woah, I can't believe it, Red Robin, slacking. What would Bruce do if he saw this!"

Tim: "Fuck off, it's just period cramps." -Jumps off the edge of the building-

Jason: "Yeah whatever Timblina...

Your fucking what-"

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Bruce: "And for this mission, we'll be needing someone for the Caroline disguise, but we already know who that is so-"

Dick: "Wait does Steph actually know how to fight in heels-??"

Bruce: "...N-"

Steph: "Yeah Bruce, I mean, you could at least actually ask me before volunteering me to go fight crime in that dress."

Bruce: "You-"

Jason: "I mean no offense, but literally who else would do it? Cass isn't here right now and I don't think any of us are willing to get a boob job for the mission"

Bruce: "No one's getting a boob job-"

Steph: "Yeah! This is bat tech, Bruce probably has ultra realistic titties in everyone's color and size! Jason you wouldn't even need an attachment."

Jason: "I don't think Caroline Hills has fifty gun shot wounds and muscles the size of most those guys heads."

Steph: "Yeah bu-"

Bruce: "None of that will be necessary because none of you" -Pointing at the right side of the table- "Will be going. No one at this table will be needing any prosthetics...Or boob jobs."

Steph: "...Ok but who the fuck is going then-"

Bruce: "Tim."

The entire table: "..."

Steph: "Tim are you really willing to put on boobs for this-"

Dick: "I don't think that's the best idea-"

Jason: "You just said no prosthetics- Oh this'll be fucking rich"

Tim: "...

I...wouldn't need a boob job?? Or prosthetics?"

Jason: "Timbo, that dress is a pretty low cut, and, no offense, your training hasn't given you that many enhancements."

Tim: "...Thank you for the binding compliment?"

Dick: "The what-"

Tim: "Guys I- I already have boobs-"

The Table: "..."

Steph: "WHAT-"

Dick: "You do-?!"

Jason: "Bruce if you made Tim get boobs for some weird mission-"

Tim: "What- No! No one made me get boobs??? Besides, I don't know, biology I guess??? Genetics maybe???"

Dick: "...I'm extremely confused"

Steph: "WHO GAVE YOU BOOBS-???"

Tim: "I'm not really sure seeing as I was born with them"

Dick: "...

OHHHHHH-"

Steph: "What- is this like a birth defect or something???"

Dick: "Tim- Tim I think you're just gonna have to-"

Tim: "I'm trans."

Jason: "...That's-

Yeah

Ok yeah no that- that explains...a lot."

Steph: "..." -Head in hands- "I am such a fucking idiot"

[lesbianpikachu]

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[racew1nn3rs]

─ 𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘦 𝘪𝘷. (𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘨𝘶𝘦𝘴) 🐅

⤷ summary: spain and canada. lando's rizz is negative, mission is failed. plus, mclaren pr is about to fuck shit up 🗣️

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mclaren spain you were forgettable at best 😔 on to the next one

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user1 y/n don't insult your team on the team account challenge

mclaren is it really an insult if it's true

user2 we got a lando photo but at what cost

user3 lando fans can never win here

mclaren why you would ever choose to be a lando fan to begin with is beyond me

user2 you're so right queen i'm sorry

landonorris DON'T APOLOGIZE WTF

user2 fuck both of y'all honestly

user4 at least mclaren fans can always count on content, even if we can't expect results 😭

user5 lando and y/n in their friendship era, how the fuck did we get here

landonorris you're posting me now? oh you want me so bad 🥴

mclaren sending this to hr immediately

ynusername YOU'RE FIREEEDDDDDDD

user6 damn she logged into both accounts just to make sure he heard her ass 💀 double homicide

user7 oscar fans i can't even tell if we won or lost

user8 we didn't get a face pic but... we didn't get whatever the fuck the 3rd slide is

landonorris guys pLEASE

landonorris i won't post it she says... it's just for me she says

user9 LMAOOOO AND YOU BELIEVED HER???? 🤣 🫵

landonorris going dark, no one call me

user9 was anyone going to anyways 💀

user10 LET HIM GET UPPPP

oscarpiastri i'll pay you 20 dollars if you don't ever do this to me

mclaren 🤝

mclaren i mean you were never the target but now you will be if i don't get my money!!!!

oscarpiastri oh ok

lilyzneimer i have pictures you can you use if you need bb <3

oscarpiastri WHOSE SIDE ARE YOU ON

zbrownceo Very funny Y/n! Keep up the good work 👍

mclaren Thanks boss! (:

landonorris ZAK WHY

user11 zak is so supportive now, wait until he sees her comments 💀

zbrownceo I have seen her comments! Very funny! 👍

user11 blink twice zak, we can help you

maxverstappen1 This is the highlight of my week, thank you Y/n!

mclaren hey max verstappen of redbull racing! not sure if you heard but you did win the grand prix this weekend

maxverstappen1 No i know, this is just definitely better.

ynusername where's my photo credits 🫵

mclaren my bad bbg 😍

user12 nurse she got out again

oscarpiastri we'll win next time!!

mclaren who told you that 🤨

oscarpiastri the voices in my head

logansargeant you hold on bro, we'll find your meds soon

user13 i think moto moto likes you ahh image

user14 i need to shrink him and put him in my pocket and keep him there

user15 which one?

user14 lando

landonorris nuh uh, pick again

maxfewtrell you can't post pictures without consent mate

mclaren i didn't??

landonorris i didn't consent.

mclaren who are you gonna believe max? me? or the solid concrete evidence in front of you

user16 he looks like he can do some crazy tricks on a trampoline

landonorris this is the only comment about myself that hasnt made me viscerally angry

oscarpiastri unfortunately i feel the opposite

user17 lany/n at it again

user18 literally what the fuck do you mean

user17 if you dont get it, i can't explain it to you

user18 okay cryptic ass, fuck you 🙄

user19 they're in love guys, just wait and see

user20 yall just love saying stupid shit on this page huh

user19 i hate getting accused of some shit i actually do 😡 like yeah i do love that but who told you

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user20 op be so fr right now

user21 everytime one of these illiterate f1 drivers pulls one of the hottest women on earth a fairty dies

user21 *fairy

user22 fairty

user21 you shut the fuck up 🫵

user23 people when coworkers are seen together at their place of work

user24 do you hug your coworkers and follow them like a lost puppy when you could be on a break

user23 wtf no

user24 EXACTLY MF, THIS IS NOT COWORKERS BEING COWORKERS

user25 history will say they were just colleagues 😔

opeightywon this shit is a national tragedy

user26 every time i see a post like this i think about the fact that she has probably seen this and i shiver

user27 honestly praying on their downfall

opeightywon wtf

user28 lando fans be normal challenge

user27 idgaf about that white man, she's just too hot for him 😕

opeightywon oh yeah real

user29 i need another youtube video where they stare at each other longingly again asap or i fear i may start having withdrawal symptoms

user30 another hot girl lost to an average white man's swagless looks and cringe fail personality i feel sick

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mclaren not our best results in canada but we improved i guess 🙄 but on a much better, more exciting note: NEW MCLAREN YOUTUBE CHALLENGE OUT GO GO GO GO

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user31 my crops are watered, my skin is clear, my funds are tripled

mclaren all me 😮‍💨

user32 "yay challenge video" we all cry in unison

user33 OSCAR FANS IS IT REAL??? HAS IT COME TRUE??? IS THAT A FACE PIC I SEE

user34 and it's good quality too 🤩 what did we do to deserve this

mclaren you don't, but oscar bought me coffee all weekend

oscarpiastri yes i bribed her, i feel no shame

user35 lando's back in the dog house bro, he's back to no face pics

user36 but look at his beautiful brown eyes

mclaren babe they're greenish blue with the TINIEST bit of brown 💀

user37 how long you gotta stare at a man's eyes to know the exact paint blend 🫵

user38 DOWN HORRENDOUSSSSSS

lilyzneimer insert comical heart eyes here

mclaren flirting with your man 🤢 on MY cellular device

lilyzneimer my bad bb, he doesn't mean anything to me anyways 🥴

oscarpiastri ok what the fuck

danielricciardo DROP THE CAMERA SETTINGS AND MY LIFE IS YOURS

mclaren check dms ���

danielricciardo thanks love you're the best

landonorris LOVE??? LMAOOOO

user39 bro is losing the dgaf war MISERABLY

user40 the way lando is staring at her the whole time she's behind the camera 😫 oh he's not even down bad, bro's down under

landonorris can i get the camera settings

mclaren has anyone ever told you how good you are at photography?? i'm not saying that, i'm just asking 😀

landonorris oKAY fuck you.

user41 the way she doesn't even pretend to care about the results

landonorris i know 🙄

mclaren i know p13 is nawttt talking back to me right now

user41 OHHH SHE ATE YOU UP HUH

landonorris y'all are some fake ass fans fr

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8:57 PM.

Y/n stared at the flashing numbers on the digital clock in the boardroom and huffed quietly. The table in front of her was covered in a mix of shredded mozzarella cheese and vibrant, red pizza sauce. Flour with evidence of handprints and bits of pizza dough decorated the wood and the woman internally sighed at the thought of clean up. Eventually she would have to get back to work.

Lando was on his phone across the table from her, and she fought the urge to stare at him. Oscar had left a while ago, having an earlier flight than them out of Canada. Lando and her had made the executive decision to stay and finish the pizza the two men had made during the "not my hands" YouTube challenge. It was messy, and didn't fully resemble a proper pizza, but it tasted good enough if not a little bit burnt. The two had been sitting in a comfortable silence for the time being while they ate.

In the time Y/n had gotten to know the British man, both on and off the track, she found herself warming up to him considerably. He was kinder than she gave him credit for at the beginning of the season, and far funnier. She could see now that more often than not he spoke without thinking or having any consideration, and maybe he was more than a little bit arrogant, but he also felt things deeply and cared passionately.

Before she could think about what she was doing, Lando's eyes met hers and he smirked. Y/n's face burned but she rolled her eyes at him and took another bite of their burnt pizza. Her ears caught the sound of him placing his phone on the table, and when she looked up again he was leaning his body across the table and toward her instead.

"What are you staring at? Hm?" He teased and she scoffed.

"You," she started and took another bite of her pizza, "have pizza sauce all over your face, you idiot. And I'm just thinking, not sure if you're familiar with the concept." He grabbed a napkin quickly and began wiping rapidly at his chin and mouth, and even his nose. She couldn't help but laugh loudly. There was nothing on his face. He was perfect actually. Unfortunately.

"Did I get it? Why didn't you tell me sooner, traitor!" She doubled over but nodded anyways.

"What are you thinking about?" he questioned as he settled back down.

"Just the season, you and Oscar," she muttered.

"Me? Thinking of little ol' me when I'm right here in front of you," she rolled her eyes with a groan.

"You have selective hearing Lando," he laughed and nodded.

"Well what have you thought about it? The season I mean. And myself of course, don't care much what you think about Osc," he leaned on his hand and stared at her intently. Y/n couldn't help that being stared at by Lando felt a little bit like being ocean, being pulled and pushed by the moon's gravity. Her brain didn't work properly around him.

Or maybe I'm just really dramatic and he's just hot, she thought miserably, Probably the latter.

"I just think maybe you and me got off on the wrong foot," she said as she fumbled with the lid of her water bottle, "and I think that maybe I enjoy this job a lot more than I thought I would." The comments seemed to sober Lando's mood up slightly.

Maybe I shouldn't have been truthful. Maybe it shouldn't have been that serious.

"What did you think of me?" He asked quietly. "When you met me I mean."

"Do you want me to be honest?" He looked at her quizzically.

"Of course I want you to be honest Y/n, or I wouldn't have asked."

"I thought you were kind of an asshole," she whispered and he laughed.

"So the beef was real for you," he smiled slightly and she let her face fall gently into her hands.

"Yeah," she breathed out a laugh, "yeah maybe a little."

"Doesn't seem like a little," he goaded and she shot him a glare.

"Okay Lord Lando, maybe more than a little," he pointed at her triumphantly.

"AHA! So it was the instagram comment. I thought you knew I was kidding," A loud groan filled the room as she smacked her head on the table. Lando's giggling could probably be heard down the hall but Y/n found she didn't care all that much anymore.

"It wasn't just the instagram comment," she defended weakly. There was a brief silence as Lando stared into space and shook his head.

"Wow... I can't believe you were actually mad at me and I just didn't know."

"It wasn't that big of a deal I guess, I just felt like you didn't really take me seriously."

"Well I mean you're not a very serious person," Y/n's heart fell to her stomach.

"What?" She asked, staring at him. She couldn't have heard him right.

"Well it's just that you're not very serious are you? Like since I met you, it's never felt like you were a serious sort of person." He added as if that was some sort of defense.

As if that isn't more hurtful.

"You're not like Zak or Andrea, or really anyone else here you know? You're just you, you're different. It was hard to be serious with you here because that's just who you are." He continued.

God just shut up, please for the love of God just shut up.

"This is my place of work Lando," she muttered bitterly. "I mean do you hear yourself." His eyes widened and he put his hands out placatingly. Like she was some sort of rabid animal he needed to calm down.

"No no no," he muttered quickly and stood up to round the table, "that's not what I meant Y/n, you know that."

"Stop Lando, just stop," she said as she began to clear off the table.

Why did she expect him to be different. What made her think he could've changed.

"You made it perfectly clear what you mean. What you think of me and of my work, my career" she spit out, swiping everything on the table into the trash. They hadn't finished eating the pizza and now it was in the bin, but Lando didn't deserve to eat the pizza she helped him make. He didn't deserve to be here at all. He wasn't her friend, he was her coworker and nothing else. It was better she accept that now.

"You misunderstood what I said," he grabbed her arm to stop her from cleaning and she whipped it out of his grasp.

"Stop Lando," she said raising her voice. She knew her eyes were teary but she didn't care. She knew her face was red with embarrassment and her hands were shaking with the force of her humiliation but she didn't care. Lando Norris could go fuck himself.

He looked at her in shock and winced as he saw her face. She steeled herself. She had never cried over a man before, why would she do it now.

"You need to leave, you have a flight in the morning," she said emotionlessly. "And I have to clean so I can go home." He tried to speak and she put her hand up, stepping away from him.

"Get out please, you're in my way," she said and his brows scrunched. He was angry? Good, so was she.

"I'm in your way?" He asked incredulously, as if she didn't have any reason to be upset. "You're not even going to hear me out?" He scoffed.

"No Lando, I don't have time for this. I have a job to do and you're in my way," she said emphasizing the words as if speaking to a child. His face fell. He looked angry.

"Whatever Y/n. What fucking ever," he muttered, grabbing his bag and storming out. Y/n waited. Footsteps in the hallways continued until a far off door slammed.

Y/n wilted like an unwatered plant as tears began to fall.

So much for friends.

She knew deep down she was hurt about much more than just friendship.

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this is the second to last chapter of part one! i hope you enjoy! please feel free to comment and send requests, i'm excited to hear your thoughts <3

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[shouyuus]

ok so for your series of vi x popstar! reader I imagine the reader to have songs like Sabrina carpenter.

if you do a hc if the popstar!reader said Vi’s name in her song. like Sabrina’s Juno song how she changes baby to fan’s names.

ex: “oh I hear you knocking vi/violet, come on up.”

oh absolutely -- popstar!reader doing a charity concert for the enforcers (for the troops ✊ukno) and slipping vi's name into one of the songs, or during the "juno pose" section of the song, getting into whatever position vi had her in last night ;)

looking for vi in the crowd but its hard cause the lights are super bright, but you know that she's here today -- she said she'd come!

during set change, you slipping backstage, only to be pulled into a dark corner by a pair of hands, fingers slipping into your hair, a hot mouth slotting over yours --

"mm --"

"hey there, princess -- miss me?"

you flutter your lashes up at the dark shape of her, gasping as you fumble to make sure your mic is turned off. thank god, it is. but you don't have time to think of much before she's kissing you again, cool fingers inching under the hem of your skirt.

"v-vi -- i have to -- change --"

"yeah? but you seemed pretty comfy teasing me up there on stage -- you didn't think i'd just let that slide, did you?"

you whine as she drops her lips to your neck, careless of the sweat and glitter stuck to your skin.

"vi --"

"mm... don't think i like the thought of everyone out there seeing you like this..."

"they -- they don't --"

"but you were posing for them, weren't you? like you did for me last night?"

"th-that was for you! you said -- i knew you'd be here today --"

vi puffs out a soft laugh against your skin as she leans back up to kiss you slow and deep; you feel your knees go weak as she slots a leg between yours, pressing it up till you're shivering against her.

"yeah? were you looking for me?"

you nod, eager and desperate as she tugs you on her thigh, the friction like a drawn match, igniting the coil in your tummy as she presses sloppy kisses to your lips and neck.

"f-fuck vi --"

"mm... oops, i think that's meant for you --" vi loosens her grip and you whine as you fall back onto your heels, breathless, looking around only to find a few flashing lights along the backstage hallway, blinking down the time till you have to be back on stage.

you chew on your lips, weighing the thought of being late to your next set against trying to get vi to finish what she started, but she only tugs you chin up for a brief kiss, patting your hip.

"go on, princess -- get back up there. we'll finish this later. promise."

you huff, casting her one last look before scurrying back towards the stage, running a hand through what you assume is now very sex-rumpled hair, before stumbling back on stage, making an easy joke about losing track of time back there all by your lonesome.

the crowd laughs, but as you glance back towards stage right, you could swear you see a flash of pink hair before the music starts and you have to turn back to the crowd again.

[celestialgalaxyglow]

Batfam and Danny, Part 29

Jason: Hey Danny.

Danny: Hey.

Jason: You know my friend Roy. He's Arsenal, we've gone on a few mission together.

Danny: Yes?

Jason: So recently... well since before you and I even met, him and I have been close. And recently talked and decided to- ah-

Danny: You and your friend with benefits have decided to formally become boyfriends.

Jason (blushing): Yes.

Danny: Congrats.

Jason: Thank you. But I wanted to ask you something.

Danny: What?

Jason: Roy and I talked, and we would like to move in together. Yes it might a bit of a leap given we just started dating, but on the other hand we have been going on dates, been acting like a couple, and been... enjoying each other's company for the last eight months, so we've basically been a couple for that long.

Danny (laughing): "Enjoying each other's company?" Tell me, how have you and Roy been "enjoying each other's company."

Jason (blushing): None of your concern. Anyways, the two of us would be living with Roy and his two-year-old daughter, Lian. Thing is neither of our apartments are big enough for the four of us, so we are thinking about buying a house in the suburbs. But I wanted to ask you first.

Danny: Sure, I won't mind having another little sister. What about Lian's mom? She in the picture?

Jason: Lian's mom, Jade, works for the League of Assassins, she comes by once in a while. Strangely enough Lian and Damian came about in similar ways.

Danny: Seriously? What's up with vigilantes having drunken one night stands with League of Assassin members?

Jason: I'm not sure... Wait we're getting of topic. Are you sure? Again you'll be living with my new partner, and a two-year-old. Don't just say yes for my sake.

Danny: Yes I'm sure, it'll be fun. And I don't think you can call the guy you've been going on dates with, been acting like a couple with, and whose "company" you've been enjoying for the last eight months, your "new" partner.

Jason (smiling): Shut up, I meant in the sense we only just became boyfriends. I'll talk with Roy, and we'll start looking at houses.

Danny: So... when is your boyfriend going to become my new dad?

Jason (flustered): D- Danny!

Danny: Just wondering... One other question.

Jason: What?

Danny: If you and Roy decide to have kids together through adoption, cloning, magic, or whatever, what will their last name be?

Jason (laughing): Roy and I have talked about that, and agreed that if we ever have a kid together their last name will be Todd-Harper-Queen-Wayne.

Danny: Hmm, I don't Bruce will be happy that Wayne comes after Queen.

Jason: If your grandfather wants to be a baby about that, then that's his choice. Now stop asking questions and finish your homework.

Danny (saluting): Yes sir!

[A few weeks later]

Roy: And that's the last of the boxes.

Jason: Now we just need to get everything into place.

Roy: This place is beautiful, I still can't believe we managed to get it so fast.

Jason: Money makes the world go 'round.

Roy: Ah yes, my boyfriend and is deep pockets.

They kiss.

Danny and Lian: Ew.

Jason: Shut up.

Roy (laughing): Leave them be.

Jason (smiled and shook his head): Danny mind emptying some of the boxes in the kitchen?

Danny: Sure.

Lian: Can I help?

Roy: Sorry sweety, why don't you go play with your toys instead?

Lian: No!

Danny (kneeling down next to Lian): Do you mind if I borrow Teddy for a minute? Lian looked up at Danny and handed him her teddy bear. Danny casted a spell and it and the teddy bear started moving.

Lian (gasp): Teddy's moving!

Danny: Why don't you keep him company.

Lian: Ok!

Roy (to Jason): I like your kid.

Jason (to Roy): Yeah Danny's amazing. I like your kid.

Roy (to Jason): Yeah Lian's great.

Jason: Why don't we go unpack Lian's things? Danny can handle his own things later.

Roy: Ok, let's go.

(Master Post)

Character ages:

Roy - 22 (A few years back he took Oliver's last name so his full name is Roy Harper-Queen)

Lian - 2 (full name Lian Harper-Queen Nguyen)

Jade - 23

[seraphhskies]

angry love confessions

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wolverine (logan howlett) x gn! xmen! reader

word count: 807 type: fluff! cw: 18+ language, anger & cursing but it's wholesome, slightly suggestive ending

summary: reader (you) come back after a solo mission, one that Logan specifically didn't want you going on. a/n: AHH ok i wrote my first requested one, n my first logan fic! please leave any feedback you have, and feel free to leave requests :) i like to write fluff and smut mostly, so leave whatever you'd like! this is short for one of my works, but we'll get there dw (i'm absolutely dying to write a wade fic, so pleaseplease send those i'm begging)

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“What the fuck were you thinking?” Logan exploded, yelling at you from across the counter. You scowled right back at him, standing up from where you had previously been trying to eat. It had been awkwardly silent, until he finally just snapped.

“I was thinking that I could be helpful for once!” You returned, matching his tone with a much calmer energy. Your brow was furrowed as you placed your hands on the counter. Logan paced, angry eyes studying your face before he looked away, taking a few steps in your direction.

“You could have been killed,” He hissed, pointing at you as if to prove a point. You scoffed. “I’m fine! We needed to get them out and you wanted to wait too long!” Your tone was pointed, briefly registering the sound of footsteps before they turned back the way they came. 

“Yeah, it’s safer to have people with you.” Logan growled, eyes darting towards your bandaged shoulder. You rolled your eyes. Logan’s protective nature was really showing, but it wasn’t making sense.

“It’s not a big deal,” You insisted. “Nobody had to get hurt, and I handled it just fine.” You were defensive, a bit irritated that the man was babying you. Logan, without a doubt, was who you were closest to- and sure, he was as protective of you as everyone else. But this? This was new. 

“You got hurt,” He huffed, almost in disbelief. “I’m. Fine.” You repeated, in the most defiant, sure tone you could manage. 

“Yeah, and what if you weren’t?” Logan asked rhetorically. “Who woulda saved you then, bub?” He growled, crossing the room towards you. You could practically feel his breath on your face. You looked up at him, the man quite a few inches taller than you- but you stood defiantly. 

“It didn’t come to that.” You argued. 

He groaned in irritation, turning away from you and running a hand through his hair. Hurt coursed through you, but mostly confusion.

“Why the fuck do you care so much, Logan?” You finally voiced, still argumentative as you stood up for yourself. “I mean, you’re acting like me saving people- doing my job, is a big fucking problem!” 

You could see his shoulders tense, but you kept going- anger pooling in your stomach as you vented. 

“I am here, I’m safe, and I’m fine. What’s the big fucking deal?” At your accusing tone, he finally turned around- his scowl practically forming a snarl. 

“You could have died.” Logan ground out. 

“Yeah, and?” You scoffed, waving off your possible death as though it were nothing. “We’re X-Men,” A mirthless laugh left you. “Don’t see why you ca-”

“Because I love you,” He yelled, chest heaving with his confession. Your eyes went wide, processing what he said. 

Oh.

“What?” You breathed, just standing there in shock. 

“I-” Logan hesitated, anger finally starting to dim. “I fuckin’ love you,” He confessed. Emotions flickered through you. Was he being serious?

“Always have.” He said gruffly, crossing his arms in a defensive manner. “And you just go off and nearly get yourself killed- but the worst part is you don’t care.” The last part was a hiss, but you were already starting to grin. Your anger was practically forgotten.

“You love me?” You asked, just double checking. Logan glared at you, but nodded silently. You felt like a schoolgirl who’s crush was returned, as you had been pining for Logan since as long as you had been friends. 

God, was this real? 

You took two steps, crossing the distance between you easily, and clutched his shirt. You drew him to you as roughly as you could manage and pressed your lips to his. He groaned in surprise, quickly returning the kiss. 

You sighed against his mouth, feeling his stubble prickling you as you cupped his cheek. Your mouths moved together in perfect sync, before the kiss turned rough- quickly becoming all tongue and teeth. His hands were warm on your waist, drawing you impossibly close as your bodies molded perfectly together. 

By the time you separated, a string of saliva connected the two of you. 

“For the record,” You said with a grin, making no move to escape the man's hold. “I love you too.” 

His lips captured yours once more in a searing kiss, one that sent burning need coursing through your body. He felt so right against you, and you felt yourself melting against him once more. 

“Argument’s not over.” Logan grunted once you pulled away, resting his forehead against your own. You hummed. 

“Argue in the bedroom.” You cracked a smile, opening your eyes before a yelp left you. Logan hoisted you up- practically tossing you over his shoulder. You tried to wriggle out of his grasp but he held firm, hiding the smug look on his face. 

And argue he did. 

[elliespassagerprincess]

house wife reader x mean ellie 👀 ellie works long hours on the weekdays and takes out all of her anger on her docile wife who cooks all her meals, does all of her laundry, cleans the entire house, and make sure ellie’s satisfied 24/7.

Satisfied - (ellie williams x housewife reader)

hi anon! mean ellie? hell yeah. I hope you don't mind, but I added my own twist. I hope you enjoy &lt;3

Pairing: mean ellie x housewife fem!reader

requests are open, feel free to leave one!

HUGE warnings: toxic relationships, murder, gore, violence

Summary: in which you were the perfect housewife

authors note: I'm literally trying to empty out my request inbox, so be ready because there's a bunch of fics coming your way!

"so when last have you seen her?" The police officer asked as he sat across you.

"well she went out yesterday and she never came back"

you saw him look at you and Ellie's house as he was taking notes.

"Any arguments?"

"No"

once again you saw the pen write something on some paper. You wanted to know what exactly he was writing about.

What was talking him so long? You wanted him to fucking leave.

"Thank you for answering these questions, we'll call if we need anything else" the officer said as he stood up.

"Thank you for your hard work! Do I need to walk you out?" You asked with smile

"no, I'll show myself out" was all he said as he walked towards the front door.

As soon as he was out of sight you got up and ran to window to check if he was gone. You watched his car pull out the driveway, and you let out a sigh of relief.

fucking finally.

You ran to you and Ellie's shared room, and between heavy breathes you said "she almost caught us baby".

You walked towards the bed, where Ellie's decomposing body lay. Flies circled her body, her skin was pale and cold to the touch.

You put some of her hair behind her ear "it's ok now, they'll never catch us" you whispered

You loved Ellie. And you would anything for you. Anything including quitting your job and becoming her housewife.

In the beginning you hated it, staying home, cooking, cleaning. But when Ellie praised you, you fucking loved it.

And soon after you became the stereotypical housewife. Cute outfits, aprons that matched whatever you wore. You always woke up before her, to prepare her favorite breakfast. You cooked her dinner.

You fucking did everything.

The two of you were happy. Until Ellie got a promotion. She got more work, the pressure was getting worse for the poor girl.

Ellie came home late and most nights she barley even slept. You tried supporting your wife as best you could. You tried cleaning the house before she came come. You did all her laundry, you even chose her outfits most days.

But it was never enough for her.

One night you cooked Ellie's favorite meal. A prideful smile was on your lips as you put the plate in front of her.

This would cheer her up. You knew it would.

Ellie glanced down at the plate, and she looked back at you. The dark circles under her eyes looked even darker than they did yesterday.

"You are so fucking pathetic" she started.

"I work all fucking day to come to this shit? And look, this table is dusty" she added.

Ellie got up from where she was sitting and she threw the plate filled with food onto the floor. "You have cleaning to do, and don't fucking serve this shit again" she walked out of the dining room and you sat there mouth agape.

This was the first time she's ever said anything like that to you. You sobbed in the kitchen that night. You felt sick to your stomach.

Everything you did was for Ellie and for the first time she wasn't satisfied with you.

Your main mission in life became to serve. To serve her. But what do you do when the one you did everything for, wasn't satisfied?

The next morning you woke up bright and early, and you cooked Ellie a widespread of breakfast. Fruit salad, bacon, eggs pancakes and so much more decorated the table.

You heard the bedroom door open and you saw her walk out, she glanced at the table

"I'm not hungry" was all she said and she walked out the front door.

You were shattered.

Since that day everything you did was wrong.

You couldn't clean right.

Her fingers ran along the cupboard, and she looked at you with a frown.

"Can you not clean right? Should i get a maid? Because you cant do shit"

you couldn't do the laundry right.

you stood in the doorway watching Ellie fit on her suit. She looked herself in the mirror before she made eye contact with you.

"It's still wrinkled and there's a stain" she pointed out.

"fix it" was all she said before she threw the clothes on the floor.

You couldn't even cook right.

Ellie only had one spoon of her food before she pushed her plate to the side

"what's wrong?" you asked

"this is disgusting"

it hurts. Every insult Ellie hurled at you hurt.

You knew she was stressed but it didn't give her the right to take her stress out on you.

One night you tried talking to Ellie. But she didn't want to. She didn't have energy for this.

"Don't you have a house to clean? Oh wait you can't even do that right" she said through a chuckle.

You snapped.

You let out a scream as you grabbed the lamp on your side of the bed. You jumped onto the bed, and you shit her over and over again.

"I"

*hit

"am"

*hit

"the perfect"

*hit

"housewife" you yelled.

Blood littered the walls, and your hands. Heavy breathes left your mouth as you looked at the scene.

"Oh Ellie I'm sorry! This room is filthy! I'll clean it"

you scrubbed the walls, you changed the bedding and you gave her a bath.

Everything was back to normal. It was all clean.

You looked at her decomposing body. She looked peaceful and she wasn't being mean anymore.

This was the girl you fell in love with.

You gave her a kiss on the forehead before you muttered "its time for breakfast" and you left the room to start making your girl breakfast.

You weren't sure how long you were going to get away with this, but for the time being you were happy.

She was better dead anyway.

[rogueddie]

Steve wakes up to a beeping noise- a heart monitor. He struggles to open his eyes, turning to squint around the hospital room. Something about it feels off, though he can’t tell what.

A woman stumbles in, almost spilling her coffee. She looks familiar.

“Hey,” Steve tries, only to end up coughing. His throat is painfully dry.

“Steve!” She exclaims. She hurries over, swapping the coffee for a plastic cup of water. She carefully holds it to his mouth for him to drink. “You have no idea how happy I am to see you awake! I know we can’t talk here but… fuck, man, you really had us scared for a minute. Promise me you won’t do anything like that again!”

“I promise?”

“Oh! Eddie finally woke up too! Just the other week. He keeps asking about you, I should go-”

Steve is only more confused. There’s only one Eddie he knows and that Eddie wouldn’t be caught dead worrying about someone like Steve. Not unless...

“Munson?”

“Duh. Oh! Nancy! I was supposed to- you’re ok, right? I’ll just be a minute!”

“Yeah, sure.”

She throws him a thumbs up, darting out the room, calling for Nancy.

His head throbs. He’s not sure what is going on, what happened… maybe that thing in the Byers house did get him after all? Maybe this is just a dream.

"Ah, Mr Harrington," a nurse greets with a warm smile. "It's good to see you awake. I'm just going to check your vitals and all of that stuff, then we'll need to go over some questions. Does that sound alright?"

"Questions?"

"You've been asleep for a few weeks. We need to make sure that everything up there is ok." She lightly raps her knuckles on the side of her head.

Despite how light she's trying to be, Steve feels a sinking in his stomach.

"Is that possible? What- what could be wrong?"

"Nothing too serious. You're speech is clear and legible, you're conscious and cognitive." She lifts the clipboard off the end of the hospital bed. "You remember your name?"

"Yeah," he says. After a moment, he realizes; "oh! Right, sorry. Steve Harrington."

"Date of birth?"

"April 29th, 1967."

"Do you know what todays date is?"

"Um... how long have I been out? You said a few weeks, right?"

"Almost three weeks, yes."

"Three weeks, so that would make today... December 4th?"

She doesn't respond for a moment. The way she keeps her eyes on the clipboard feels too calculated.

"The year?"

"Uh... 1983?"

She only pauses for a moment, before continuing to ask simple questions about current events, how he's feeling, where he feels any pain or discomfort.

He lies when she asks if he remembers what caused him to be hospitalized. He's not sure what the story Nancy and Byers will give. He can't imagine people... involved, would want the truth out. And he's not willing to risk whatever consequences will come with that.

"I'm going to talk with your doctor," she finally says. "I'll be one minute."

"Wait! What- am I ok?"

"Your doctor will explain everything, don't worry."

Amnesia, his doctor explains.

Three years of his life, gone. They try to reassure him, say that it's still early days and he could completely regain his memory, no problem.

But they don't know. Not really. It's all 'possibly's, and 'maybe's. No guarentee. There's still a chance that he may never remember.

The woman who ran in when he woke up, sat by his bedside and holding his hand in a death grip, doesn't look anymore reassured by their optimism than he is.

"We're... close?" He asks her.

"Yeah," she says, forcing a smile. "Platonic soulmates. It's, um... Robin, by the way. Robin Buckley."

"Do we have that... Mrs Click, you sit behind me, right?"

"Yeah. Yeah, I did." She looks stunned, almost dazed. "I didn't think you remembered, or even noticed me."

"How could I not? You're hilarious!"

"What? We never-"

"Oh, uh, you're muttering. Behind me. It wasn't exactly, um... quiet."

"Oh my god," she slaps a hand to her mouth, eyes wide. "You heard me talk about you!"

"Yeah, like I said; you're funny."

Luckily, someone else bursts into the room, interrupting whatever epiphany Robin is having.

"Steve!" He yells.

The guy looks like a kid, barely out of middle school. But he rushes to Steve, eyeing him up like he's Steves babysitter.

"Uh, hi?"

"Oh no," is the kids response. He turns to Robin. "How much does he remember?"

"He is right here, you know."

"I think some time in 83?" Robin replies, ignoring him.

"Before or after the whole... uh..." He glances at Steve with suspicion, then pointedly to the door.

"Jesus," Steve mutters, rubbing at the crease between his brows. "Did Nancy and Jonathan tell you, or what?"

"Tell us about... what?"

He rolls his eyes at them, pointing to the kid. "Whatever has short stack paranoid. The thing with the-" he flops one hand around, raised towards the ceiling, "the lights."

"Do you remember anything that happened after that?" The kid quickly asks. "At the hospital, and Will?"

"You mean the Byers kid? Isn't he, like... dead?"

"So you... don't remember me."

"Sorry?"

"It's fine," he lies.

Steve hates how sad the kid sounds. He glances between the two of them, both seemingly wallowing quietly about the situation.

"Which room is Munson in?" He asks, breaking the silence.

"What?" The kid frowns. "Eddie? Why?"

"Which room?"

"He's two doors down to the left," Robin answers. "Why- woah! Don't get up! You're still-"

"I'm fine," Steve gently pushes her away, ignoring both of them trying to plead for him to get back into bed.

Despite the bandages, bruises and sick look to him, Munson somehow looks better than Steve remembers him looking. The longer hair definitely suits him.

"Steve?" He frowns. He tries to sit up but, grimacing, he soon stops. "What the hell are you doing up? You're gonna freak Dustin out."

"Dustin? That the kid?" He asks, grunting as he sits on the edge of his bed.

"What do-" he pauses, expressions slowly twisting with the horror and realization. "Yeah. Yeah, man, Dustin is the kid."

"Right. So... um... we're friends now?"

Eddie winces. "We haven't exactly had time to talk about... that."

"What? It's been years!"

"It's not that simple."

"Are you saying that because it's true or because you don't-"

"Because it's true," Eddie rolls his eyes. "A lot has happened since then, Steve. You fell in love with Wheeler."

"What?" Steve can't hide his confusion. "Nancy?"

"Yes, Nancy. You made sure everyone fucking knew about that."

Steve snorts, having to grab at his side with a wince. He bites the inside of his cheek to keep himself from laughing.

"So you're still easy to rile up?" He asks, smirking.

"Wh- you-" Eddie gasps. He tries to sit up again, grunting when he flops back down. "You were trying to make me jealous?!"

He's looking at Steve with disbelief, but he's also smiling.

"Are we friends now?" Steve asks.

"Yeah, Stevie. We're friends."

"Just friends?"

"I don't... Steve, how bad is your amnesia?"

Steve quickly looks away, wincing. "Not... that bad? I remember that- the first time. This, um... monster shit. Falling out with Tommy. And the doctors are optimistic- they're pretty sure I'm going to remember."

"Alright... maybe it'd be better if we talk then, instead of rushing into it now."

"Jesus," Steve frowns. "I really have missed a lot. When did you get mature?"

"Hey-"

[httpvomitello]

Double surprise *⁠.⁠✧

Raph stood outside the makeshift room in the lair, pacing like a caged animal. He wasn’t used to feeling this out of control. His fists clenched and unclenched as the sounds of your labor reached him. Normally, he could face anything, monsters, enemies, whatever... but this? Waiting to meet his baby? That had him more nervous than he’d ever admit.

“Calm down, Raph. She’s gonna be fine,” Leo's voice echoed, but Raph wasn’t so sure he would be.

When Donnie finally poked his head out of the room, Raph rushed over like a bull charging through a door. “Can I go in now?” he asked, his voice a little more gruff than he intended.

Donnie chuckled. “Yeah, big guy. It’s time.”

Raph wasted no time, practically shoving his way into the room. His eyes went straight to you, lying on the bed with a tired but glowing smile on your face. You were holding a tiny, wriggling bundle in your arms. His heart nearly stopped at the sight.

“Are you ok, sweetheart?” he asked, his voice catching in his throat as he stepped closer.

You nodded, holding out the little one for him to see. “Meet your son, Raph.”

Raph’s hands shook as he reached for the baby. He wasn’t used to holding something so small, so fragile, but as soon as his son was in his arms, everything clicked into place. He stared down at the little boy, the world around him fading. He couldn’t believe it, he was a dad.

But just as he was about to sit down beside you, taking in this perfect moment, Donnie’s voice cut through the haze again. “Uh, Raph… you might want to sit down.”

Raph blinked, turning to look at his brother. “What now, Donnie?”

Before Donnie could respond, a second baby’s cry filled the room. Raph’s eyes went wide, his jaw dropping as he turned back to you. “Are you serious? We got two?”

You laughed, though you were clearly exhausted. “Yeah, Raph. We’ve got twins.”

Raph’s brain short-circuited for a moment. He carefully handed the first baby back to you, his hands shaking as he tried to process it all.

When Donnie finally placed the second baby in your arms, Raph just stared in awe. He didn’t know what to say, didn’t know how to react. Two babies? He hadn’t seen that coming.

“Raph,” you called softly, breaking him out of his daze. “Come meet your daughter.”

Raph moved like he was in a trance, his heart pounding in his chest as he gently took the second baby into his arms. His daughter. He looked down at her tiny face, his mind still struggling to process everything.

“I… I don't know what to say,” he muttered, glancing between you and the two babies. “Twins....”

You smiled up at him. “Yeah... We weren’t ready for this either, but look at them, Raph. They’re perfect.”

Raph nodded, sitting down beside you as the weight of it all finally hit him. “Perfect,” he whispered, staring down at his son and daughter. “I don’t know how we’re gonna do this, but… damn, I love them already.”

You laughed softly, leaning your head against his arm. “We'll figure it out, don't worry.”

Raph kissed your forehead, his heart full of more love than he ever thought possible. “Yeah… we got this. I’ll protect all of you, no matter what.”

With that, he settled in beside you, holding his newborn twins as the reality of being a father, times two, started to sink in. And for once, Raph didn’t feel scared or out of control. He felt even more in love with you.

[hcsiqs]

| i love you, im sorry

• pairing: paige bueckers x fem!reader

• summary: inspired by gracie abram’s i love you im sorry

• warnings: angst ?? mean!paige kinda…

I like to slam doors closed

Trust me, I know it's always about me

I love you, I'm sorry

“Paige, please,” you begged as tears fell from your eyes and you tried to get the blonde girl to look at you, but she refused. “Don’t just push me away!”

“Go y/n! I don’t need you anymore, ok?” she replied, hurt evident in her voice. She jerked her arm away from you.

She had just torn her ACL and wanted nothing to do with anyone, especially you. It seemed like everything you had been doing for the past few weeks set her off. She hated the way you tried to help her and the fact that it seemed you pitted her, even though you weren’t trying to. You just wanted to help her, that’s all you ever want to do.

“I’m just trying to be there for you,” your voice dropped into a softer voice as mascara stained your cheeks.

“Well I don’t need you to be here for me or whatever the fuck,” she ran her hands down her face.

“I wanna help because I love you P,” you tried reminding her that all of this came from your love for her, but she didn’t wanna hear it.

“I don’t love you anymore,” her voice broke as she her piercing blue eyes made contact with your own and you could see that she meant every word.

You bit your lip trying to hold back your sniffles as your lips curved into a frown without you even trying. Your arms crossed over your body as you let out a hushed, “Ok,” before packing all your things from her room into a bag and leaving without saying another word. That was the last time you talked to Paige junior year.

Two summers from now

We'll have been talking, but not all

that often, we're cool now

Paige had decided to stay an extra year at UConn due to her injury that she suffered from a few years prior. And you just so happened to also be staying at UConn to get your graduates degree.

Obviously going to the same school you two had bumped into each other and exchanged a few words, but nothing much, both always seeming to be in a rush to avoid the awkwardness.

You had decided on taking a few summer classes and as you were walking with your head down you found yourself run into a taller figure. When you stepped back you immediately recognized who it was.

“Paige,” you said with a tight lipped smile.

“Y/N,” she replied with the same smile before shooing her teammates off. “How’ve you been?” she asked awkwardly pushing some of her hair behind her ear.

“Good,” you nodded, “Staying busy, you?”

“Yeah, yeah, good,” she replied nodding her head while shoving her hands into her pockets. “You—uh—you look good,” her eyes scanned you up and down, something you had gotten used to when you were together.

“Thanks. You too,” you were trying to keep the interaction short and sweet, not wanting to get into anything. “I gotta go, but see you around?”

“For sure,” she nodded before you walked off and tried erasing the entire interaction from your brain.

It wasn’t like you had talked at all in the past two years. You had your civil interactions here and there but never had them for too long. And you wanted to keep it that way. You wanted it to just stay cool between the two of you. Not wanting to bring up y’all’s past.

You were the best but you were the worst

As sick as it sounds, I loved you first

You had just finished your fall semester finals, so you and your friends decided to celebrate and get rid of all the stress by going to Ted’s and getting drunk.

It just so happened to be the same night that the UConn women’s basketball team had won a hard game against one of the best schools, and they had all decided to out to celebrate.

And that’s how you found yourself staring down a certain blonde at the bar who was obviously flirting with another girl. You kept telling yourself that it shouldn’t bother you because you had broken up almost two years ago now, but you could shake the “I loved her first” from your brain as you watched the two.

So, you took another shot to try and distract yourself. The burning sensation trickled down your throat before walking past Paige, ‘accidentally’ hitting her arm.

And once you found yourself in the comfortable muffled silence of the bathroom the door swung open to reveal the tall blonde basketball player. “What’s your problem? You’ve been staring at me all fuckin night long.”

“Have not,” you slurred, rolling your eyes and turning away from her to look in the mirror. Your lipstick was smudged from all the drinks you had taken and your mascara was messy under your eyes from continually rubbing them.

Paige moved closer to you, but not too close, almost scared that if she did you would run away and she would lose her chance. “Yeah. You have.”

“No,” you shook your head, meeting her gaze through the mirror.

“Dude, just fucking talk to me!”

“No! You don’t get to act like what happened is my fucking fault,” you raised your voice turning to the side to actually look at her up close. “You pushed me away, not the other way around.”

“I know and I regret it everyday. But every time I try to talk to you, you rush off!” Paige started moving her hands to represent her frustration with the situation.

“Why would I wanna talk to someone who is just going around flirting with random girls,” you snapped back before even realizing what you were saying. But as soon as the words left your mouth you immediately slammed your lips shut, afraid of what might come from them if you didn’t.

“So that’s what this is about?”

“No! Yes? I don’t know, okay?” your hands found their way into your hair, brushing it back with your fingers.

A moment of silence fell between the both of you. Neither really knowing what to say in the moment.

“Forget what I said,” you shook your head, wanting to disappear from the entire moment.

“I miss you,” she confessed as you tried pushing past her to get out of the small room.

You felt as if your heart was gonna beat out of your chest at those words. The words you had been wanting to hear since your fight two years ago. The words you had fought to hear that same night but never did.

“I miss you too, P,” your drunken self admitted. Your glossy eyes meeting hers. It seemed like your heart had stopped in that moment and nothing existed but the two of you.

I love you, I'm sorry

allie’s corner

this is lowkey poop im sorry

[rekino2114]

Male Reader x Makima, Himeno, Kobeni and whoever else you want where it’s their reaction to someone walking in on them about to get frisky~

Someone walks in on you

Ft:makima,himeno,kobeni, and quanxi

A/n:prompts like this and aftercare is probably the most I'll do when it comes to suggestive posts. (You can see this is my first post of this kind as i have no idea what i'm writing) Also you automatically have my respect for color coding the names

Suggestive post

Makima

"Are you sure about this darling? I want to make sure you're ok with it"

"Yeah, don't worry, I missed you so much and can't wait anymore, I want you"

Makima smiles at you and wraps her arms around you while crashing her lips onto yours, pinning you to the wall of her office in the process.

You kiss her back as she feels your kisses getting more passionate with each second and she loves it so much

"Good boy, you're being so good for me"

Her words make you feel even better than the kiss, and makima keeps praising you and stroking your hair as the kisses get deeper

"Do you want to actually begin puppy?"

You simply nod and makima smiles again before she begins taking your shirt off

"You look so handsome, my love~"

She gives your chest some kisses before hugging you again and whispering in your ear

"Do you mind helping me?"

You smile back and take off her tie

"Good boy"

You blush at her praise, but keep your hands on the collar of her shirt as you start taking it off. You're about halfway done, and her bra is in full view, you blush even more at that as you continue taking doing what she said

"Do you wanna touch them?"

"H-huh?"

"You can if you want baby, don't be shy"

"O-ok thank you"

"There's no need to thank me. You can touch whatever part of me you want whenever, I love you after all"

Even with the red on your cheeks, you still smile brightly, and she smiles back to you. The both of you feeling your love for each other grow stronger.

You kiss her again as you move your hand to her right breast. It feels so soft and warm to the touch

"Does it feel good?"

"Y-yes"

"Good, I think that's enough foreplay for now ok?"

You nod again and watch makima bend over in front of and get closer to your pants

"Miss makima! We're back from the mission!"

You two suddenly heard denji's voice come from outside, makima realizes she didn't lock the door and quickly gets off of you and tries to look for her shirt as you do the same

"Miss makima-"

He suddenly stops as he sees your girlfriend trying to tie up her tie with some of her shirt still not completely buttoned up

"Denji, leave now"

The blonde guy quickly does what she says and she breathes a sigh of relief

"I'm sorry darling, I should have been more careful"

"no it's fine, I shouldn't have suggested doing it in the office"

"Don't worry though, once we get back home, we'll finish what we started, you'll get an amazing reward for being so patient~"

You blush one final time before smiling again

"I can't wait"

Himeno

"Are you serious?"

"What? Can't we be intimate once in a while?"

"Not in alley!"

"It's been so long! Please just this one time"

"We just finished the mission, the rest of the team is still around"

"I promise I'll make it worth your while, I'll make you feel so good and you won't even need to lift a finger"

You sigh and roll your eyes while blushing a bit

"you're so needy"

"Guilty as charged~"

She takes off your tie and puts it on the ground, she's about to do the same with your shirt when you grab her hand and pull her closer to you with your other arm

"Taking the lead, are you?"

"I'd hate to make you do all the work"

You two hug each other and kiss deeply for a while before pulling back. You start to take off your shirt slowly as you see himeno start to grin

"You're so hot, babe"

"Then show me how much you love me"

"Oh definitely"

She runs her hands over your chest and stomach feeling all the muscles and kissing them, leaving some hickeys on your body

"Let's get to the main course now"

She kneels and tries to take off your belt,before stopping when she hears a voice coming from outside the alley

"Hey! What are you doing here!?"

"A-aki?"

"Were you seriously about to fuck in an alley?"

".......well"

"It was her idea"

"H-hey-"

"I'm gonna have to report this to makima you know?"

"N-no wait please don't"

Kobeni higashiyama

"W-what are you doing?"

"Trying to make you relax"

You get even closer to kobeni, basically sitting on her lap

"You've been working so hard, I think you deserve to relax"

"W-what?"

"Are you OK with that?"

She looks to the side a bit before blushing and nodding rapidly

"Ok"

You kiss her and after being surprised for a moment she reciprocates

"Y-your kisses are so good"

"Oh thanks I'm honored"

You kiss her again and start playing with her hair in the meantime, taking off the hairpins

"Just to make sure, are you 100% sure about this?"

"Y-yeah I wanna do this too"

"That's great"

You take off her shirt and do the same with yours

"Y-you look good"

"Oh thanks"

"I-it's nothing......d-do you think I look good too?"

"Definitely, you're gorgeous"

"B-but aren't they too small?"

"No they're perfect just like you"

"T-thanks"

You start kissing you again, and you start sliding your your hand under her pants

"What are you two humans doing!?"

"H-huh?"

You two turn to see power looking at you with a confused expression

"P-power go away!"

"Not until you explain to me what was going on"

"NO GO AWAY!"

Power scoffs and walks away

"S-sorry beni"

"I-it's fine it's not your fault"

Quanxi

"You look so good like this"

Quanxi pins you to the bed and starts making out passionately with you, barely giving you time to breathe

"It's been a while since we've done this alone hasn't it?"

"Yeah I guess"

"Then I think it's time to give you a good time, I wouldn't want you to think I forgot about you now would I?"

You giggle slightly and smile while stopping the kiss for a while

"Thanks I'm glad"

"Don't mention it, it's my duty as your girlfriend to love you in all possible ways"

As you two finish making out, quanxi starts to slowly take her tank top off, revealing her muscular and incredibly attractive frame

"You like this?"

"Yeah"

"Good, then show me yours too"

You take off your shirt too, and quanxi smiles, seeing your own body

"Fuck sweetheart, you look so good"

"You think so?"

"Of course"

Quanxi pins you again and starts to kiss your neck

"Otherwise I wouldn't be doing this"

She moves her lips down, arriving to your chest, and then your stomach

"Let's get into this for real"

She kisses you again and starts moving even lower when she senses the presence of someone else in the room causing her to stop

"Halloween!"

You two see cosmo looking at you and giggling from the other side of the room

"Oh hey cosmo"

"Hi"

"Halloween, Halloween!"

"You wanna join us?"

The outer space fiend nods enthusiastically as she starts taking off her clothes

"You ok with this y/n?"

"Why not? The more the merrier as they say"

"Great"

Cosmo jumps on the bed and looks at you with a teasing smirk as does quanxi

[kniesandtoews]

Redefined

AMxFem!reader (an: first time writing for any hockey player so yeah. normal warnings a work of fiction blah blah blah 18+, good ol' vanilla smut)

"Oh, come on. It'll be fun!"

You pulled the pillow laying next to you over your face and groaned before removing it again. The smiling face face of your roommate met you. She had gotten in late last night and it was entirely too early to be that perky. "What are you asking me to do again?"

"We need to go out. Hit up a couple of clubs, get some drinks, just us girls."

You looked back at Chloe to make sure you heard correctly. "Just us girls? No Mason at all?"

"I mean, maybe. But only later on. If you find someone." Chloe smiled enthusiastically. "Please? I want you to go with me."

You smiled, not knowing which part of her statement to address first. "Darling, the last thing I want to do is be a third wheel hanging on while you and lover boy go club hopping. And what about Julia? Can't she go with you?"

"Jules went to visit her parents." Chloe flopped herself down on the bed next to you.

Flinging your arm over your eyes, you let out an exasperated sigh. "Oh fine. Where are we going again?"

"We'll start on King and see where the night takes us." Chloe was up off of your bed and out of the bedroom before she had even finished speaking. "I have a car coming for us at 10!"

Much as you had figured, it didn't take Chloe's boyfriend, Mason, any time to join the two of you. By the time you all had made it to the second club, you were done sitting at the table pretending not to care while they made out. You opened up the uber app on your phone trying to decide between getting another drink or just leaving. Ultimately, you decided to head to the bar for one more round.

Standing in line at the bar, you felt your irritation rising as some over style finance bro looking buffoon cut you off as your were just about to be next. 

"Not cool, man."

You heard a voice behind you and instantly turned to see a larger, more imposing man. Physically, he looked like the personification of a brick wall, tall and built on a solid frame. His backwards hat added a youthful air to his outfit but there was something you couldn't quite put your finger on that intrigued you about him.

"Fuck off," The bro responded. "Mind your own business."

The other man smirked and shook his head. "If you're going to be a dick to my friend here then it becomes my business. C'mon, sweetheart."

In an instant, his arm was around your shoulder and he was ushering you to the front of the line.

"Lennox!" He caught the bartender's attention. "Whatever she wants, ok?"

The bartender turned to you intently, waiting for your order. "Oh, um, a double vodka soda with lemon, please."

You turned back to him. "Ok, so who are you?"

He shrugged. "I'm Auston."

"Yeah, but-" You stopped when he indicated it was hard to hear you. Instinctively, you put your hand on his shoulder and stretched up on your tip toes to be closer to his ear. Even with your heels on, he was almost a head taller than you. Your voice caught in your throat as you felt him place his hand on the small of your back. "You can't just hop to the front of the line unless you're someone so who are you?"

The man, Auston, smirked again. "I've got a table upstairs, why don't you join me and find out? Unless you're already here with someone."

"No, not here with anyone." You gave a little laugh when you realized that you were actually nervous. Not because of Auston, not directly, anyway. It was more that you were nervous because the longer you looked at him, the more you realized how attractive he was. 

The two of you hit it off exceptionally well. You appreciated his quick wit and dry sense of humor and it surprised you how gentle he seemed for a man of his formidable stature. A few times, Auston reached over to tuck away a stray strand of hair that refused to stay put behind your ear and the next thing you knew, he was inviting you back to his place. You quickly sent a message to Chloe, letting her know that you'd see her later and joined Auston in the back of a car he had waiting.

The anticipation between the two of you was thick, his hand rested on your thigh, fingertips grazing gently under the hem of your skirt. As soon as the car pulled up in front of his building, Auston slid out of the car and held his hand out to you. He laced his fingers in between yours as you both strode towards the elevator.

In what seemed like a rare moment of discomposure, Auston fumbled with his keys at the door. Once inside, he wasted little time and brought you in, cradling your face in his hands as his kissed you deeply. Without breaking the kiss, Auston managed to guide you to his bedroom. 

You stopped next to his bed as you struggled to take Auston’s jacket off. He pulled himself away just long enough to slide the leather garment off his shoulders and pull his shirt over his head. You could feel yourself gasp as his torso and arms were revealed. You could see traces of tattoos, but the light was dim enough that you couldn’t see them clearly. You made a note to explore them more thoroughly later, but right now your mind was on other things. Auston pulled you back for another kiss which gave you the opportunity to run your hands along his chest and sides, letting her fingers follow the contours of his hips. 

You broke away and started to place kisses along his collar bone, then his chest, then his stomach. Slowly lowering yourself to your knees, you ran your fingers over the button on his jeans and over the bulge that was starting to form. Briefly looking up at Auston, you smiled before you unbuttoned his jeans. You slid them halfway down his thighs before he helped you take them the rest of the way off. Running your hands up along his muscular calves and thighs, you stopped once you came to his jet black Hugo Boss boxer briefs. Auston moaned in frustration as you lowered them at an agonizingly slow rate but you only let out a little laugh as he was finally able to kick his underwear to the side as well. Taking him in your hand, you pumped out a few slow strokes to prepare him before taking him in your mouth. Auston let his head fall back as he gently tangled his finger through your hair.

“Fuck,” He gasped when you suddenly stopped. Reaching down, he took hold of your hand and encouraged you to stand up. “Ok, babygirl, your turn.”

You bit her lip as Auston carefully began to remove your clothes. Shirt and heels first, then skirt, until you were just down to your bra and underwear. He paused for a minute and stepped back. “You’re really cute, you know that right?”

As much as you wanted to, you couldn’t respond. Instead, you felt your face flush as you swallowed hard and looked away. It took just a minute for you to regain your composure, though, as you quickly reached behind your back and unhooked your bra. Auston gave a slight nod of approval and let out a little laugh as he gently pushed you back on to the bed, slipping your underwear before you could even think about hesitating.

Auston stepped closer and caught your eye. “You ready?" he asked in between heavy breaths.

Again, you found yourself wordless and simply nodded as you moved yourself back farther onto his bed. Auston kissed you deeply before positioning himself above you. Slowly, Auston entered you, seemingly fully aware that you would need a minute to adjust to his size. You winced, holding your breath and gripping the headboard tightly as he pulled halfway out, pushing back in quicker this time. Closing your eyes, you had to force yourself to relax and soon the short moments of pain were overtaken by a far more enjoyable feeling. Soon, Auston began to rock his hips against yours faster and faster until he reached a fervid pace that was echoed by your moans and cries of pleasure. 

You lost all concept of anything else as you wrapped your arm around his neck, barely aware that he was dangerously close to his climax. When Auston cried out, he practically collapsed on top of you, only to shift himself to your side moments later. You were still trying to catch your breath when you felt him slip out. 

Rolling on to his back, Auston kept his eyes closed as he waited for his pulse to come back down. You watched him for a minute before gently pulling the sheets up to cover the two of you. As he stretched an arm out, you took the opportunity to trace over the delicate lines that formed intricate patterns on his skin. Looking up, you caught a smile form on his lips. Eyes halfway open, he reached out for you, silently begging for you to lay down next to him.

You let out a yawn as you draped an arm over his hips, resting your head against his chest. Auston brought his hand up and softly twisted a stand of your hair around his fingers. 

This was always the awkward part for you, you never knew quite how to end the hookup. If the two of you had gone back to your place you wouldn't have been able to sleep until he was gone. Come to think of it, you probably wouldn't be able to sleep here either. Instead, you laid there motionless, listening for any clue that he was still awake. After what seemed like an eternity, you slipped out from under his arm and began to gather your clothes so you could dress.

"You're not leaving already, are you?"

You turned to see Auston stretching his arms above his head. With a smile, you walked back over and sat down on the bed before leaning in to kiss him. "The walk of shame is a lot easier at night compared to the next morning."

He pressed his lips together to conceal his smirk. "Let me get you an uber then."

You watched with mild bewilderment as Auston got up and threw on a pair of sweats and a hoodie. He must have picked up on your surprise. "I'll walk down with you. I have to take Felix out anyway."

As the two of you stepped back into the elevator, you braced yourself for awkward small talk. Instead, Auston leaned back against the wall, closing his eyes as he pulled you against his chest. You let yourself relax into him, resting your hand on his hip.

When the driver pulled up, Auston opened the for but pulled you in for one last kiss before sending you on your way. You were relieved to find that Chloe hadn't made it home yet, maybe she was staying at Mason's tonight, because you really didn't feel like answer her probing questions.

You went back into your day in day out routine of going to work but now instead of dwelling on your ex, you found your mind constantly drifting towards Auston and soon you found yourself trying to find him again. You went to the club's instagram first thinking maybe he would be tagged in some posts because clearly he was well know there but nothing came up. Next you googled "Toronto, Austin" but only got information about flights to Texas. Feeling defeated, you tossed your phone to the side and slumped down on the sofa and turned the tv on. You closed your eyes and leaned your head back, only listening to the commercial that just came on.

"I'm Jean with a J"

"And I'm Auston with an…A"

You sat up immediately, instantly recognizing his voice. You were misspelling his name. As soon as you pulled up RBC's instagram page, the commercial was there too and he was tagged. 

Auston Matthews. Captain of the Toronto Maple Leafs. 

Immediately, you went to follow him on instagram but were somewhat disappointed to see that his posts were mainly club and brand promos. He probably had someone who ran it for him. Still, you clicked on the follow button. You wouldn't have given it a second thought until you got a dm a few minutes later.

took you long enough

You smirked. This was definitely promising.

Maybe if you would have told me you spelled your name with an o then I would have found you sooner. 

ngl its hot that you still took the time to find me 

doing anything later tonight?

That dm began what would end up being a year long…situationship. You knew you would never be girlfriend status. You knew he had a reputation and that you were one of at least a few, probably many, other girls in his life. But for the time being, you would take your time with Auston however you could get it. He was exceptionally sweet and considerate, he always had your favorite drink ready for you, let you spend sometime playing with Felix before the two of you got down to business, and he always followed up with kisses and cuddles before falling asleep. Still, you knew it was your job to be gone before he woke up and the last thing you wanted to do was outstay your welcome. 

You knew what you had gotten yourself into and you knew the way it had to be. You were ok with it. Weren't you?

It started as a little nagging thought in the back of your mind. He does this for everyone, you're not special.

The thoughts became louder. If he really cared about you, you'd be more than his side chick.

When Chloe and Mason became engaged, the voice was now shouting. That could be you but instead you spend your time pining after a fuckboy who wouldn't care if you fell off the face of the Earth tomorrow 

You wanted more. You wanted a man who loved you, who needed you in his life. You wanted a partner who felt like he was better for being with you and you the same. You wanted someone who would acknowledge you outside of the bedroom. That wasn't going to happen as long as you kept waiting around for Auston to call you over.

It had to be done. You had to move on with your life or else you'd be stuck waiting around for the moment Auston paraded around the city with his new girlfriend on his arm. Pulling up your contacts, you tapped on his name (he was only listed as AM in your phone) and scrolled down to the red text: BLOCK CALLER

Over the next few weeks you managed to push him out of your mind. You never had the tv on in fear of seeing a new commercial or some news involving the Leafs. You didn't go out, not even to the company Christmas party, you wouldn't be able to handle running in to him. You even stopped going to High Park since you knew he took Felix there. Still, he lingered in your thoughts.

Chloe had decided that she and Mason needed to live together before they got married so you now found yourself helping her to pack and hoping you'd be able to tolerate the girl she found to sublet the lease. You were in the process of putting the entire contents of her closet in garment bags when there was a knock at the door. Chloe went to answer it and you decided to take the opportunity to take a break and get some water.

"Hey, um, I was looking for-"

As soon as you heard his voice, you stepped out of the kitchen. "Auston? What are you doing here?"

"Wait a minute," Chloe didn't even try to hid her shock. "What is Auston Matthews doing here?"

You huffed out a sigh as your shoulders slumped. "Can you give us a minute, please, Chloe?"

Taking Auston by the hand, you guided him towards your room, making sure to close the door behind you.

Auston sat down on your bed, resisting the urge to lay down and sprawl out. He gave a little shrug. "I'm guessing you blocked me. I just…did I do something wrong?"

The Auston you knew was always smooth, a little sarcastic, and exceptionally cocksure. The man that sat in front of you wilted. Instantly, you stepped forward and wrapped your arms around his neck letting him rest his head against your chest. "I can't do it anymore. It's not you, I just can't live my life waiting around for you to want to fuck. I can't sulk off in the night anymore. I want someone that will be my date to my best friend's wedding, someone that will go to work functions with me. I want someone who wants me."

"What makes you think I don't want you?" He looks up at you, his brown eyes boring a hole straight through to your heart. "I never told you you had to leave, I thought thats just what you wanted."  

You pushed yourself away from him, witty comeback on the tip of your tongue but it suddenly wasn't the right answer. When you didn't respond he let out an awkward laugh as he started to figure out your thought process. "I don't keep my hookups around, you're not just my hookup. I thought you wanted to keep some distance, like you were embarrassed about it or something."

"Why would I be embarrassed about you?" One million thoughts raced through your head but kept coming back to the fact that this seemed to be one giant miscommunication between the two of you.

"I don't know but clearly she," He gestured towards the door, indicating Chloe. "She doesn't even know about us so there's a reason you haven't said anything."

Tilting your head back, you avoided looking him in the eyes as you attempted to push back your tears. "You were just supposed to be a rebound from a bad relationship. I didn't think I'd ever see you after that but then you wanted to get together again but there was no way you were looking for anything other than sex so I wasn't supposed to catch feelings for you-"

"But you did." Auston stood now, pulling you against him. "And so did I. So here we are."

"What do you mean?" You spoke into his chest, hoping he didn't think you were being intentionally obtuse.

Auston put his hands on your shoulders as he cocked his head to the side. "You got a wedding to go to? I'm there. Work event, introduce me to your coworkers. Leafs fundraising gala? Let's fucking go."

There were a million reasons swirling around in your mind about why this wasn't a good idea but you never could resist Auston's charm. With a smile, you nodded at him before moving to your bedroom door. Much as you had expected, Chloe was waiting right outside, hoping for a tidbit of information as to why an NHL player was in her roommates bedroom.

"Hey Chloe," You turned back towards Auston, extending an open hand to bring him by your side. "Have you met my boyfriend?"