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[skylinesnsunshines]

riccardo calafiori reading: as a boyfriend + ideal type

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DISCLAIMER: this is all speculative and for entertainment purposes only, so take it with a grain of salt :)

(italicised is the card on the bottom of the tarot deck which is meant to represent the subconscious/blind spot of the situation + rx means reversed)

AS A BOYFRIEND

knight of wands rx, ace of cups, 7 of swords, the emperor rx | dilettante | lion | cardinal: instigation, bravery & a pioneering spirit

i cant even lie, when his spread came out i couldn't stop giggling. there's a lighthearted energy within his spirit and although some people see love as a deep feeling between two souls, riccardo navigates love through a softer lens. i feel like he is SO hard to pin down as a boyfriend, and this lack of commitment doesn't come from a place of avoidance but rather a priority. he's only 22 and still at the very beginning of his career, so it doesn't surprise me that love isn't number one on his list of achievements. with the knight of wands rx as his first card, his energy as a boyfriend might be scattered. in the sense that he isn't entirely consistent with how he pursues someone or shows up in the relationship, maybe one week he likes being extra clingy and doing everything together but the next week he wants to do everything himself and have solitude. the ace of cups does tell me he has an inner romantic and does love being in love. he could be the type of person to enjoy lighthearted romance and finds it natural to express affection for that special someone. he's full of love and isn't afraid to show it to his person, and he radiates joy and appreciation. so 7 of swords usually describes someone who is deceptive but in his case, i'm feeling that this is talking about him not liking to be entirely vulnerable. he likes approaching love with a lighthearted lens and doesn't entirely enjoy the true struggles of a relationship. i'm sensing he could be more avoidant when it comes to instances where hardships are encountered. logically speaking, i don't think anyone enjoys going through hardships in a relationship but in his case i feel that if an argument were to break out or feelings of upset, he will maybe be avoidant and not be the type to solve the issue head on. i did a reading on his personality earlier and i talked about how stubborn he is, with the emperor rx it just further emphasises that point. emperor rx tells me that he could be a dominant or possessive partner, while this isn't an entirely bad thing and in his case i feel that he doesn't do it maliciously, there could be unconscious insecurities or experiences that have caused him to become dominant or possessive. he could be quite rigid in his thinking and finds it difficult to compromise. again, i don't think it's a bad thing though it'll just take him time to mature and expand his perspective.

i'm not gonna lie i had to google what dilettante meant as i've never read someone with this energy before. it basically means pursuing something without real commitment or knowledge, and in this case i feel like it just reiterates the fact that he's still really young. in this context, it can be inferred that his reasoning for pursuing someone can be for superficial reasons. i don't think this is a bad thing though, cause over time this can change his understanding of his wants and needs in a relationship. i feel the lion card perfectly embodies his personality tbh (makes sense cause he is a leo moon after all). he can sometimes be viewed as aloof or distant, but this is due to him not wanting to waste his energy on anything meaningless. he's calculated, observant and precise with his words and actions, which can intimidate many people. he seems to be the type of guy to not wear his heart on his sleeve, as he is only intimately known by few. he values personal and spiritual growth, so it would make sense why his demeanour seems commanding or assertive. the cardinal card expands on this notion, as cardinal signs are known to be the signs that have the most initiative. i feel that he is likely to be a sagittarius rising which would put his gemini venus and mars in his 7th house (which is a cardinal house as it's usually ruled by libra). this tells me that he prides himself in how he can grow and be challenged, and he would probably be an incredibly active boyfriend as it's likely that he would constantly find things to do with his significant other. he said that he likes to be depended on, which is such a cardinal thing to say LMFAO. in addition, this card tells me that he won't be afraid to pursue his person and finds it fulfilling if he is the pursuer. i can sense that he's a protective person as well, so he wouldn't be afraid to speak up or defend if there is mistreatment towards his person.

IDEAL TYPE

3 of wands, 9 of cups, 2 of swords, justice | seeker | starfish | cancer: nurture, comfort, protection

i heard the word dreamy when i was shuffling his cards so he might be after someone who looks "dreamy" or animated-like. i noticed that 3 of these cards depict a person sitting, which tells me that he prefers people who are more submissive in relationships and let him be the pursuer. with the 3 of wands, he could be interested in people with a different cultural background than him or is just interested in people who love travelling and exploring. he could also find it attractive if someone speaks multiple languages like himself, if i'm not mistaken he's able to speak in Italian, English and Spanish so he could want someone to be able to speak those languages with him or even other languages. 3 of wands are also often looked to as leaders, as they are unafraid to be bold and can foresee opportunities in the future. this is the energy of the go-getter and they don't let fear hold them back. i honestly think his ideal type is someone quite similar to himself personality-wise LMAO, cause the 9 of cups explains that this person is positive, optimistic, content and fulfilled. someone who always looks to the bright side of life and loves sharing their successes with others, especially if it has something to do with the luxury. 2 of swords and justice together reminds me of someone who is incredibly diplomatic and resourceful. he values fairness and appreciates if his person can have a rational mind when it comes to navigating life. this doesn't mean that he doesn't like emotional types, but it just means that he could prefer someone who can be more cerebral when it comes to their exchanges. justice also tells me he could really like symmetry, so someone with symmetrical features or someone who he deems is on the same level as him. he doesn't seem to be the type to enjoy having an imbalance (whether that'd be financially or something like that). he likes if his partner is similar to him whether that'd be logically, emotionally or physically.

just like the 3 of wands, the seeker describes someone who thirsts for wisdom and truth wherever they are. he could enjoy pursuing or building something with his partner which is why he has this cardinal energy. again, his person could come from a different background. starfish describes someone beautiful, so riccardo could place importance on how attractive his partner is. i feel that he values how his partner presents themselves to the world and how he would like to be seen with them. the negative side of this is the lack of depth that comes with the vanity, just as i said i feel like he's still figuring himself out so it makes sense why this energy has come up. again, cancer is a cardinal sign and links back to the card in the previous section. i feel that he seeks someone who can nurture him but also offer protection for him and his vulnerable self. cancer is also known as the matriarch or the nurturer, so he could want someone who embodies that maternal energy and helps him overcome his fears.

that is all! if you have any feedback, comments, queries or requests please don’t hesitate to reach out to me my ask box is always open. sending you all love, light, positivity and abundance <3 much love

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Spiritual!medic!reader who believes in the universe and a source to guide her. Can find her doing breath work or meditating, yoga in the gym.

Spiritual!medic!reader who predicts a few outcomes and has Soap asking her about betting on football or the lotto numbers he could pick.

“I don’t know, the energy of this place is giving me a really a bad vibe right now.”

> “Ere we go lads,” Gaz says down the radio. “That’s just Soap.”

Spiritual!medic!reader who does reiki on Captain Price, his way of distressing after a particular rough mission. He was against it for ages till he later gave in.

Spiritual!medic!reader who teaches Ghost about somatic healing and stored trauma. The big hulk of the guy wondering why he’s crying.

Spiritual!medic!reader that has no business being in the TF141, she’s too nice and soft. Only for them to realise the gentlest of people are the most hurt. She’s stronger than she looks.

Spiritual!medic!reader who can read people better than anyone. Captain Price glancing to her each time they meet someone new as he can tell from her face what she’s thinking.

Spiritual!medic!reader who knows what natural plants to use when she’s in a stitch and doesn’t have her medic kit.

Spiritual!medic!reader who gives Price an amethyst crystal for his headaches and it stays in his office on his desk. His finger prodding it as he feels a headache creeping on whilst he’s filling out paper work.

Spiritual!medic!reader who also loves astrology and warns Gaz not give his birth time out to that one women asking him. But she does show him his birth chart in their free time. She’s seen Gaz reading his horoscope too, telling him to read for his rising sign instead of sun.

Spiritual!medic!reader trying to explain to the TF141 how their constant moaning is lowering their vibrations. Cue Soap making a dirty joke.

Spiritual!medic!reader who always looks for a sign and gets teased whenever the team are looking for a location or signpost.

>“You going to ask the universe?”

> “Ghost, don’t you’re lowering the vibrations.”

[skylinesnsunshines]

riccardo calafiori: personality reading

hi hi!! i wanted to do a reading on this man because i am obsessed w him (face card and left foot are LETHAL) <3 I'm gonna start to do some readings on footballers too cause i have a few requests in my ask that asked to read for them. as usual, i'll def be more picky on who I'm reading so PLEASE read the guidelines before requesting thank you <3

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DISCLAIMER: this is all speculative and for entertainment purposes only, so take it with a grain of salt :)

(italicised is the card on the bottom of the tarot deck which is meant to represent the subconscious/blind spot of the situation + rx means reversed)

king of pentacles rx, 3 of cups, 2 of swords, king of swords, 8 of cups rx | sagittarius: optimism, exploration and freedom | scorpion | mediator

the reversed king of pentacles with a taurus sun AND leo moon tells me he is quite rigid and stubborn when it comes to his beliefs, values and how he approaches life. this can also mean that he's a workaholic and sometimes will sacrifice himself for the betterment of the people around him. i get the vision that he might be someone who's highly depended on (likely financially) whether that'd be with his family, friends, etc. and that his injury 6 years ago made him feel unsure of how his career will go. he places a large importance on his career, as it gives him the ability to provide for those around him which could attribute to why he is so stubborn and work-oriented. the 3 of cups tell me that he places a large importance on others' happiness rather than himself, he finds it fulfilling to see others' happiness and loves celebrating and could even enjoy parties as well as being social with others. he approaches life with a glass-half-full attitude and is often smiley when surrounded by others, as he seems to enjoy collaborating and exchanging stories with others. the 2 of swords can describe someone who is indecisive and takes a long time when making a decision, which i think is influenced by his stubbornness. he likes weighing out all the options before making a decision, and he cannot be rushed. another interpretation could also be that he is a great mediator and very diplomatic, as he values balance and listening to different perspectives. if a disagreement or fight breaks out, you can bet that he's probably in between them trying to diffuse it or even encouraging communication so the problem can be solved. riccardo tries to be impartial and does a very good job separating the emotional and logical side of himself. he seems to make his decisions based on facts and data rather than what feels right, and he's very calculated before making any moves. he's very authoritative and intelligent, as he's able to almost always see the bigger picture and not have it be deviated. he's likely looked to as a leader due to his knowledge and trust from his teammates as well as coaches (crazy to think so cause he's only 22). With the card on the bottom, this enforces the feeling of indecision he has and can portray him as a more passive character when it comes to certain things. he seems to be the type of person to not be content when it comes to staying in one place, it's as if he needs constant stimulation or challenges to fulfil his inner self.

i feel like the messages from the oracle just reiterate what's been said from the tarot so i apologise if some of it sounds like it's repeated. anyways, he looks like such a sagittarius to me so i wasn't surprised when this card came out. i feel that he could be a serial optimist and doesn't let any hardship consume him. he could be the type of person to always expect the best and not understand others who see life through a negative lens. he seeks constant growth to be able to challenge himself and transform into the best version of himself. he could enjoy travelling and experiencing different cultures, cuisines, environments, etc. i know that he speaks italian, english and spanish at the moment so i wouldn't be surprised if he has a knack for languages and picks up other languages from his surroundings. the scorpion card describes someone who is passionate and determined and places great importance on their career and those closest to them. interestingly, his taurus sun opposes this scorpion card, as taurus and scorpio are sister signs. I felt libra energy as well when shuffling for him, so i think he has a lot of duality within his personality. again the mediator card tells me that he really values equality and possesses good characteristics to be a leader. i honestly see him being one of arteta's most trusted players in the next couple of years, and even though he might not have the armband, he still acts as a leader amongst his peers. i keep seeing the image of him mediating arguments and calming others down when things start to get heated. i know people always talk about his aura and charisma, and arteta wasn't wrong because from these cards i truly feel like he has a bright future ahead of him if he continues to persist and challenge himself.

so that’s it for the reading! let me know if you have any feedback, questions or requests! my askbox is always open for a chat as well <3 sending you love and light always :) hope you enjoyed!

[babydollslibrary]

MIDNIGHT RAIN — QUINN HUGHES

quinn hughes x fem!reader

published: February 10th, 2023

summary: in which Quinn asked y/n to marry him when they graduated high school but she breaks the news that she got signed to a record label and is moving to California. 5 years later, they meet again and rekindle their romance.

notes: taylor swift does not exist in this universe… you’ll understand why.

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**PAST**

“congratulations graduating class of 2017. you did it!”

i grin, standing and joining the rest of my class and tossing my cap in the air. i’m finally free.

family and friends pile onto the football field that held our graduation and i scan the crowds of newly graduated students, looking for my boyfriend. i finally spot him over with his family, whispering with his brothers. i walk over with a wide smile on my face, and watch as his brother, Luke, nudges him, pointing my way. Quinn looks over and smiles back.

“we did it, Quinny!” i cheer when i arrive at his side. he pulls me in by the waist, dipping me into a kiss.

“we did it, pretty girl.” he whispers when we pull away.

“i have amazing news, bubs!” i can’t wait any longer, i’ve kept my secret for the past two months, not wanting to jinx it. but now that my contract is signed and i’m officially moving next month, it’s finally time that i can share the news; i signed a recording contract. Quinn has always been supportive of my dreams, and when i started posting my songs online, he was the one who predicted that i would get signed to a record label. so i know he’ll be excited when he finds out he was right.

“i can’t wait to hear it, babe. but, i have a question first.” Quinn looks towards his family. his brothers bounce on their feet and his parents are talking with mine, but both sets of parents have their eyes on us. when i see them go quiet and smile, my brows furrow in confusion and i tilt my head. but when i look back at Quinn, i understand why.

my boyfriend of three years, since the summer before sophomore year, is bent down on one knee. my eyes grow wide and i watch as he reaches into his pants pocket, pulling out a ring box.

“y/n, these last three years have been the best years of my life. you make me feel like the happiest man in the world when i’m with you.” i tear up. “you’ve been my biggest supporter since the day we met, and i’m so grateful that i get to call you mine. but now, i’d love it if i could call you my wife. will you marry me?”

tears roll down my cheeks and i’m at a loss for words. i can’t say yes. i want to say yes. i want to say yes, so badly. but i’m moving to California next month, and he’ll be staying in Michigan to go play hockey for University of Michigan.

“Quinn. i- i can’t.” his face drops and my heart feels like it’s been shattered into a million little pieces. “i got signed to a record label. i leave for L.A. next month.”

Quinn stands, nodding his head in embarrassment.

“yeah, no, yeah i probably should’ve let you tell me your news first.” he frowns.

“i’m so sorry, Quinny. i- i don’t know what to say. i would say yes, you know if the circumstances were different, i would say yes.” tears still blur my vision, but i can still see him nod.

“yeah, i know.”

**PRESENT**

Quinn and i tried to make it work after that, but our dynamic was off. and i know i bruised his ego a bit too hard for us to make it through. by the time i left for Los Angeles, we were broken up.

now it’s been five years since we broke up, and i still can’t help but think back on our relationship. sure, i’ve gone on dates and had one short-term boyfriend in the past few years, but no one has measured up to Quinn. he was my soulmate and the one who got away. lately, it seems like all i can do is write songs about him and our relationship, and my fans have definitely taken a notice. even now, i’m in my studio, recording a new song and it’s about him.

“he wanted it comfortable, i wanted that pain. he wanted a bride, i was making my own name. chasing that fame. he stayed the same. all of me changed like midnight.”

i finish off the intro and i can hear my producers voice through the speaker in the recording booth.

“that was great, y/n. i think that was the last take that we needed for that one. let’s move onto the first verse.” she says. i nod and hear the beat pick up again.

“my town was a wasteland. full of cages, full of fences. pageant queens and big pretenders. but for some, it was paradise. my boy was a montage. a slow-motion, love potion. jumping off things in the ocean. i broke his heart ‘cause he was nice. he was sunshine, i was midnight rain.”

tears gather in my eyes, pushing to fall, and i attempt to blink them away, but all the blinking does is make them spill over, rolling down my cheeks. the door to the recording booth opens and my producer, Ashley, steps through.

“hey, are you okay?” she asks sweetly, rubbing a hand on my back as i wipe away my tears.

“yeah, it’s just still really hard.” i let out a weak laugh at how pathetic i am. crying over a guy i dated five years ago. “god, i’m so stupid.”

“you’re not stupid, y/n. you made the decision that you thought was best for you at the time. looking back, would you have made the same decision?” in addition to being my producer, Ashley is also my best friend. we’ve actually been friends since eighth grade, and when she graduated college a year ago with her bachelor’s degree in music production, i hired her.

“i- i don’t know. i mean, i love where i ended up, career wise. but i miss him so much, Ash.” i reply. my tears have started to ease, but now i’m stuffed up from crying and can’t record at the moment, so i hang up my headphones on the microphone.

“then, maybe you’re a little stupid.” she jokes. i shake my head, letting out another weak laugh.

“i know what will cheer you up.” she sing-songs. “i have tickets to the Ducks game tonight. let’s go cheer for some hot hockey guys. maybe we’ll even get to embarrass Trevor.”

i smile and nod in agreement. Trevor is another close friend of mine. he’s actually the best friend of Quinn’s brother, Jack. i never met him when he lived in Michigan for USNTDP, but the hockey world is small, so i was only a little surprised when i met him last year at an Anaheim Ducks event and found out he knew the Hughes family.

“okay. let’s go embarrass Trevor.” i tell Ashley. she cheers and we leave the studio, heading back to our apartment to get ready.

**

Ashley and i arrived to the Honda Center about fifteen minutes before warmups started, finding our glass seats and settling in. when the Ducks skate onto the ice and we see Trevor, we jump up and cheer.

“WOOO! GO TREVY!” i scream as he hits the puck in the net for a practice shot, catching his attention. he looks over and laughs, skating over to the glass and banging in front of my face. i laugh and joke- “fancy seeing you here!”

“you guys can try and embarrass me all you want. i’m a shameless man. i’m fueled on your shouts and cheers.” he says, a wide grin on his face.

“who you chirping at tonight?” i ask. Ashley never actually told me who they’re playing against. it’s at that moment that the opposing team skates onto the ice, and i’m frozen in place when i see the Canucks.

“your ex.” Trevor wags his eyebrows before skating off to finish his warmups.

“what the hell, Ashley?” i’m angry, you can tell as much by my voice, and i know she knows why.

“it’s just watching a game, y/n/n. you still love him, it’s not like you don’t watch his games on tv.” she replies, shrugging her shoulders.

“that’s different. he can’t tell i’m watching through the tv. what if he sees me?” i spot him on the ice, talking to one of his team members, and immediately turn to face Ashley, hoping he won’t recognize me. i don’t want him to think i’m pathetic and still in love with him. it’s the truth, but it’s embarrassing enough without him knowing. i’m sure he’s moved on by now.

i’m able to make it through warmups without him noticing me, but i’m not so lucky when the game actually starts. it’s only halfway through the first period when Quinn scores the first goal of the game, and before i can think twice, i’m up on my feet clapping and celebrating.

“WOOO!” i yell, and Ashley laughs at me, teasing me about how i’ll always be an internal WAG. but i let her comments roll of my back and continue to cheer, watching as he stops not far from the glass in front of us, getting hugged by his teammates. “GO QUINNY!”

it’s then that he turns, eyes wide, and i realize i’ve made a grave mistake. my voice plus the nickname has tipped him off. he spots me, and i freeze, my hands mid-clap. i let my hands fall to my sides, and Ashley pulls me back down to my seat by the back of my jacket. Quinn’s gaze stays focused on me, and i give a small wave in return. he raises his hand back at me, and i can tell he’s still shocked to see me but one of his teammates pulls his attention back to the game.

throughout the rest of the game, Quinn continues to glance over towards me, and i regret letting Ash rope me into attending this game. it ends with 4-2, Canucks winning, and i feel bad for Trevor, but i can’t help feeling proud of Quinn. Ashley and i stay in our seats, talking after the teams leave the ice, and i get a text from a number i never thought i would hear from again.

—

From: Huggy Bear 🧸🤍

meet me outside the visitors dressing room please. i think we should talk.

—

the text makes me nervous. is he mad that i was here? did i upset him by being here? by cheering for him? i show the text to Ash and she says she’ll grab an uber home so that she doesn’t impose on our conversation.

i find my way to the visitors dressing room, giving my name to the security to find that Quinn had already informed them i would be coming. i stand in the hallway waiting, looking over every time the dressing room door opens. i sign a few autographs and take some pictures with a few of the players for their girlfriends or sisters while i wait.

it feels like the entire team has left when Quinn finally comes out. i watch him as he steps out, dressed back in his arrival suit.

he looks so good, it’s unfair.

“hey.” he says, walking over to me. “you were at the game.”

“i was.” i tell him, my voice cracking with my emotion. “i’m sorry, i didn’t mean to upset you by coming. i didn’t even-”

“you didn’t upset me.” he cuts me off. i study his face, trying to gauge how he feels. i used to be able to read him easily, and it seems like that talent hasn’t left me. “i was surprised to see you. i’ve never seen you at any of my other games, i kinda just assumed you didn’t care now that we’re… not together.”

“i watch all your games, Quinny.” my voice is barely above a whisper. soft and anxiety ridden.

“you do?” he questions, his voice full of hope.

“yeah. well, every one i can. i’ve even missed events just to stay home and watch. i never stopped caring about you, Q. just because we aren’t together anymore, doesn’t mean i don’t think about you.” i tell him. “a lot.”

“you think about me a lot? you ever write a song about me then?” he teases, but now i’m wondering if he’s ever even listened to any of my songs.

“all of my songs are about you, Quinny.” i confess. “even my new ones.”

“you can’t- you can’t just say that, y/n. i’ll start thinking things that i know aren’t true.” he shakes his head, running a hand through his hair.

“like what?” i look at him with doe eyes, the exact ones i know he loved five years ago.

“like that i might still have a chance with you.” he says lowly. i might regret my next words, but i need to get them off my chest.

“can i confess something?” i ask.

“yeah, of course.” he replies

“if you asked me again, i would say yes.” i tell him. “if i could go back to that day, i would’ve said yes.”

Quinn’s response comes in the form of his lips against mine. his hands hold my face and i press my body closer to his. my reaction is immediate, my lips moving with his. the kiss is slow and sweet, a reconnection of two lovers. he sucks on my bottom lip before his tongue pushes past my lips, slipping against my own. i pull away before the kiss can get too heated.

“will you go to dinner with me?” he asks.

“i’d love to.”

**3 YEARS LATER**

“Q! your bridezilla wants you!”

“Jack Rowden Hughes, i am not a bridezilla!” i scold. the audacity that this boy holds. calling me a bridezilla on my wedding day.

“leave my wife alone, Jack.” Quinn sighs, walking over from across the reception hall.

“yeah. leave his wife alone, Jack.” i tease. sticking my tongue out at him over Quinn’s shoulder. Quinn looks over at me, catching me pulling my tongue back into my mouth.

“you’re such a child.” he sighs, shaking his head at me.

“what does that make you? you just married me.” i ask him.

“i’m not even gonna dignify that with a response.” he replies. i’m laughing when his mom comes over.

“is everything okay, honey? i heard you and Jack arguing.” she says.

“i think everyone in here heard them arguing.” Quinn sighs again.

“hey, at least you know she’s part of the family.” Ellen laughs.

“i’m fine, momma E. Jack was just being annoying. it’s his specialty.” i shrug. Ellen laughs, kissing my cheek before walking away. Quinn takes hold of my hand, pulling me back over to our table, taking a seat and pulling me into his lap.

“what did you want me for, pretty girl?” he asks, wrapping an arm around my waist to hold me steady.

“i just missed you.” i whisper, leaning my forehead against his. he chuckles.

“i was gone for five minutes.” he reminds me.

“i know. but you left me all alone with Jack.” i complain.

“well technically, i left you with Luke. but i feel like i should be apologizing for leaving you with either of them.”

“yes. you should.” i smile.

“how about i apologize to you later? when we get home. i can apologize to you several times.”

[blockedbykei]

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say that theyre having a reunion and all of them goes 0_o after seeing readers bby bump, you could do the rest tbh😭❤️

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— little easter egg here if u see it

the boys were always eager to place bets on things unnecessary. who can spike the most balls, who can drink the most milk, who can shove the most meat in their mouth without chewing it. they always bargained a few yens or free food.

it had rubbed on you a few bets later.

in the night before sugawara, daichi, shimizu, and asahi's graduation day, the whole team had decided to have a sleepover inside the gym. the boys set up their futons on the court, while the girls stayed at the stage, futons side by side.

but you were all gathered in the middle, clad in mismatched pyjamas, snacks tossed around, dinner melted in your stomachs. you were guaranteed that this night would hold a special place in your heart– something to look back to when change begins the next day.

"who's most likely to...?" kageyama falls back, head on a pillow beside hinata's thigh, a finger on his chin. "go to jail?"

you and tsukishima point at hinata. yamaguchi points at yachi, and she, including kageyama, sugawara, daichi, and shimizu, point at tanaka. asahi points at noya, as well as narita, kinoshita, and ennoshita.

"this one gets breaking and entering," kei says. "tanaka-san gets harrassment. noya for disorderly conduct."

you laugh and lean your shoulder on his, reaching over his lap for a mochi. you feel his nose tickle the top of your head, but it was one of the few subtle public affections he only gives you that night. kei bites on your dessert, glancing at you as a small way of expressing his gratitude.

"okay," hinata throws another pack of chips on the futon, bouncing lightly. "who's most likely to become a parent in the next 10 years?"

majority seemed to point at daichi and sugawara. they both gasp.

"why us?"

"you parent all of us!"

"we wouldn't have to if you all acted like you were properly disciplined," daichi says, eating a chip from koshi's hand. you missed the way the tips of his ears blushed.

"i think tsukishima here would be a dad first," tanaka teases. he cranes his leg and kicks his shin jovially. "eh? since you're the first one here to get a girlfriend out of all of us."

your cheeks flush, burning when kei gives you a quick glance before shrugging. nonetheless you shrug, placing your hands behind you to lean back. "i think kageyama would be a dad first."

ennoshita snorts. "i caught him talking to a girl the other day."

"he peed himself," hinata quips. "he was asking for his pen back, i'm pretty sure he'd be asking for his dignity back, too."

"fuck off, dumbass."

"i bet a thousand yen on kageyama being the first one to be a dad!" noya slams his fist, rattling the snacks on the futon. tsukishima scoffs, however ignored by the others as they buzz in excitement. "anyone on tsukishima?"

"me and yachi," yamaguchi raises his hand, lifting hitoka's. hinata joins them.

"what about me?" daichi points to himself. "i could be the first one to be a dad. i'm your senior!"

"a thousand yen on daddy daichi!"

"noya, you can't switch your bet!" tanaka yells. "stick to kageyama. i'm going with sawamura-san."

they look at you. "oh, i'm not joining."

"i am," tsukishima says. "i'm on daddy kageyama." he winks.

"please don't lose this bet," hinata pleads to his setter, hands clasped. "i don't want to lose a thousand yen. keep it in your pants."

"shut up, hinata!"

later that night, when everyone had laughed their way to sleep, you and tsukishima silently snuck out the dark gymnasium and into the open night sky, walking towards the football field and laying down in the middle of it, damp grass tickling your backs.

"seriously though, who do you think would be a dad first?" you ask him, craning your neck to the side to look at him. tsukishima was already looking at you, glasses askew, his eyebrows raised just the slighest.

"kageyama wouldn't get a girl pregnant until he's forty." he jests. "me though..."

his tone is playful, the way his shoulders come up to a shrug. you wheeze out and laugh, clutching your chest, even though it made you blush deeply. he only wrinkles his nose at you, but his smile reaches to his eyes. "i doubt, kei. i think daichi would be first."

"why didn't you say it?"

"you being their answer caught me off guard!" you argue, hands in the air. "whaddya think, though? should we let them win this?"

"i'm kinda surprised they think kageyama would be the first to be a dad considering he literally eye fucks a volleyball," he pokes your cheek. "i don't want to let them win though."

you pat his head. "don't knock me up until we're 41, 'kay?"

tsukishima got you pregnant at 27.

and while you were both elated at the sight of two lines at a cheap stick, it was soon dropped at the realization that you (technically he did) had let them won one of the bets.

("keep it inside you until you're forty!"

"i can't fucking do that, smartass.")

you both hoped that they'd long forgotten the 11 year bet, that the minute they stepped through the door, everyone would gasp at the sight of your growing belly and coo at the thought of little blondes running around your home and into their arms.

much to your dismay, it was the first thing they brought up.

"a thousand yen!" hinata exclaims, his hand already out to accept their cash.

they immediately hand out their cash in his palm before scurrying up to awe at your belly, all bent to face it. you place your hands on top, tsukishima splaying his fingers protectively on your hip.

"it's so big!"

"honey, don't say that," shimizu swats tanaka on his head.

yachi takes your hand in both hers, shaking in excitement. "how far long?!"

you smile. "four months."

kageyama, with hinata under his arm, approaches you with a grin so condescending. "i'm going to bully your child to death," he tells kei.

"i'm going to bully you to death, virgin boy."

"i- i am not a virgin!"

the rest of the evening was spent gawping at your belly. you'd only allowed asahi, daichi, hinata, yachi, shimizu, and the godfather yamaguchi to touch your stomach.

(yamaguchi had fainted when kei announced he'd be the godfather).

and while everyone else were occupied at the sport playing on the tv, you rest your back on kei's chest, body between his legs, laced fingers on top of your stomach. it felt like the sleepover back then; and you're too emotionally over the edge that it sends an overwhelming tear on your eyes.

tsukishima cranes his neck to look down at you and wipes your tear, pushing your hair behind you. "why you crying, love?"

"nothing," you sniffle, snuggling deeper into him. though he seemed to have read your mind, and placed a warm kiss on your temple.

"hey," nishinoya stands up, tanned arms stretching. "i bet a thousand yen little tsukishima here is a boy."

you and tsukishima yell at him to stop.

but 8 out of 15 voted for a girl (ennoshita, sugawara, yachi, shimizu, yamaguchi, you, tsukishima)

7 of those voted for a boy and strictly told tsukishima to train him to play volleyball.

those 7 players paid outside the delivery room when tsukishima came out with a babygirl in his hands, telling everyone that she was hoshi, who had his eyes and hair, but had your smile that he loved and adored.

[gpcwsl]

Leah Williamson x Reader

Love and first impressions

WC: 1k

MasterList

Warnings: kissing?

Last one for the day! Will be posting Saturday (possibly Sunday.)

Valentine’s Day had gone perfectly so far.

The morning started with training, just a few hours of drills and team sessions before you and Leah were free for the rest of the day. It had been lighthearted, both of you stealing glances, brushing hands whenever possible, and laughing at inside jokes that had your teammates rolling their eyes.

Leah had taken you out for dinner afterward—nothing too fancy, just the right amount of special. She had insisted on picking the restaurant, telling you she had the perfect place in mind. And she was right. The ambiance was warm, soft candlelight flickering against the brick walls, the low hum of quiet conversations making it feel intimate despite the other diners. Leah had reached for your hand across the table almost immediately, her thumb running slow circles over your skin. Every so often, she’d bring it up to her lips, pressing a gentle kiss against your knuckles like she couldn’t help herself.

She had leaned in over dinner, a soft smirk playing on her lips. “You know, I was gonna wait until later, but…” She pulled out a small velvet box from her pocket, placing it on the table between you. Your heart nearly stopped.

When you opened it, a delicate silver bracelet gleamed inside, a tiny charm in the shape of a football dangling from the chain.

You laughed, looking up at her with adoration. “You really are the most predictable romantic, huh?”

Leah shrugged, but there was a warmth in her eyes. “Can’t help it. You make me want to be.”

Dinner had ended with Leah slipping an arm around your waist as you walked back to the car, pressing lazy kisses along your temple and down to your jaw, murmuring about how perfect you were. By the time you got home, the exhaustion of the day settled in, but not enough to keep either of you apart.

Now, wrapped up on the couch together, the flicker of the TV casting a warm glow over the room, you felt utterly content. Leah was behind you, arms snug around your waist, her lips brushing along the slope of your neck every so often. You felt her smile against your skin when you let out a soft hum of appreciation.

“You’re too comfortable like this,” you murmured, tilting your head to give her more space.

Leah let out a chuckle, pressing a firmer kiss to the sensitive spot just below your ear. “Isn’t that the point?”

You sighed happily, letting yourself melt into her. For a while, neither of you spoke, just the occasional press of lips against skin, the slow, lazy movements of her fingers tracing patterns along your stomach. Then, casually, you said, “My parents are coming over in an hour.”

Everything stopped.

Leah’s arms tensed around you. Her breath hitched against your neck. Then, suddenly, she was pulling away, sitting up so quickly that she nearly knocked you forward.

“Wait. Wait, wait, wait—what?” she stammered, eyes wide.

You turned, confused. “I told you, didn’t I?”

Leah shook her head furiously, already running a hand through her hair. “No. No, you absolutely did not.”

You bit your lip, trying to remember. “I’m…pretty sure I did.”

Leah’s hands landed on your shoulders, gripping them gently but urgently. “You did not,” she repeated. Then, as if the realization fully hit, she jumped up from the couch. “Oh my god. Your parents. I’m meeting your parents. Today. Now. In less than an hour.”

You sat up, watching in amusement as Leah started pacing, muttering things under her breath that sounded suspiciously like, “What if they hate me?” and “Do I look like a respectable girlfriend right now?”

“Leah, babe,” you called softly.

She didn’t stop. “I mean, I should change, right? Something less—” She gestured at her sweats. “More ‘I could marry your daughter’ and less ‘I stole this hoodie from your daughter.’”

You laughed, reaching out to grab her hand and pull her back toward you. She hesitated, looking down at you with nervous eyes.

You cupped her face, thumbs brushing over her cheeks. “They’re gonna love you.”

Leah exhaled sharply. “But what if they don’t?”

You smiled, pressing a soft, lingering kiss to her lips. You could feel the tension in her body slowly ease. When you pulled back, you whispered, “They will. Because I do.”

Leah’s shoulders finally dropped a little. She huffed out a breath before resting her forehead against yours. “You’re really good at this whole calming-me-down thing, you know that?”

You grinned. “You make it easy.”

An hour later, Leah was seated stiffly on the couch while your parents chatted easily with you. Every so often, she would try to jump in, nodding aggressively in agreement to whatever was said, like she was trying to prove she belonged.

It was adorable, really.

At one point, your mom turned to her with a kind smile. “Leah, dear, you can relax. We don’t bite.”

Leah let out a breathy laugh. “Right. Yeah. Sorry. Just—you know, first impressions and all that.”

Your dad raised an eyebrow. “You’re a footballer, right? You don’t get nervous during matches?”

Leah shrugged, rubbing the back of her neck. “Matches don’t judge whether or not I’m good enough to date their daughter.”

Your dad let out a loud laugh. “I like this one,” he told your mom, nudging her playfully.

Leah blinked, looking between them. “Wait, really?”

Your mom smiled warmly. “Of course, sweetheart. We’ve heard so much about you already. Seeing how you look at our daughter? It’s all we need to know.”

Leah turned to you then, eyes softening, as if she couldn’t believe her luck. You just grinned at her, giving her hand a reassuring squeeze.

Later, when your parents left, Leah collapsed onto the couch with an exaggerated groan. “I think I just aged ten years.”

You laughed, climbing into her lap and wrapping your arms around her neck. “You survived, though.”

She huffed, resting her forehead against your shoulder. “Barely.”

You ran your fingers through her hair, pressing a kiss to her temple. “And they love you.”

Leah pulled back slightly, smirking. “Can’t blame them.”

You rolled your eyes, but before you could respond, she caught your lips in a deep kiss, hands tightening around your waist. When she pulled away, she mumbled against your lips, “That was your punishment for not telling me sooner.”

You laughed, kissing her again. “Guess I should keep surprising you, then.”

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