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[ilyasorokinn]

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I tagged 3,021 of my posts in 2022

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#taylor speaks - 637 posts

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#nhl - 376 posts

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Longest Tag: 139 characters

#also was totally planning on writing something for lunar new year but things got a bit hectic so maybe in a few days something’ll come out?

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

family man , tyler seguin

note, how did i come up with this idea? i got a tiktok on my fyp, an edit of ty from his gq interview. we all know the one. anyway, this fic is part of the "the seguin squad" series. check out this masterlist for more. pair, tyler seguin x reader summary, the five times tyler gushed about his family to the media. warnings, children/kids, mentions of murder (jokingly) word count, 2098 words

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Tyler was a proud guy and he loved talking about his family at any chance he could. If prompted, he would proceed to gush, and even un-prompted he would gush about you and Rosie.

one. postgame, september 2017

Tyler was getting ready to leave for the arena. He really want to have you there with him but Rosie was still too small, so you settled for watching it on TV.

He kept, longingly, looking back at you and Rosie as he tied his tie, "Stop. Just get ready." You laughed, throwing something at him.

"Hey, violence!" He shouted.

You shook your head as you rocked Rosie. He eventually was ready and opened his arms. You placed Rosie in his arms and he smiled, "Goodbye, Roro. Be good for mom. Promise?"

He held out his pinky, which Rosie wrapped her tiny little hand around, "Good." He smiled and kissed her head.

He stared down at her for a few more minutes, not wanting to leave or let go, "You gotta go, Ty."

"No." He shook his head, "Wanna stay."

"I know." You frowned, "But you have you." He sighed but relented.

He grabbed his stuff and you followed him to the door. He slung his bag over his shoulder and turned around you both and looked so sad you almost didn't want to send him away.

"We love you." You told him, leaning up and kissing his cheek.

"Love you, too." He kissed you. He then leaned down and kissed Rosie's head, "And I love you, too, sweet girl."

You watched from the comfort of your couch, dogs laying all around you, sporting your Seguin jerseys, Rosie wearing one of her own but it being a little too big on her.

"Stars Fans, this summer, our very own Tyler Seguin and his girlfriend Y/N welcomed a new family member to their clan. Please put your hands together and welcome Rosie to the Stars family." The arena erupted in cheers, from both sides.

You smiled, moving Rosie so she could see the screen. On the jumbotron, a photo taken after Rosie was born flashed up onto the big screen. It was after you got home from the hospital. His mom had taken it.

The camera flashed down to Tyler who flashed a teary smile to the fans. He nodded appreciatively and waved a hand. Fans on the other side banged their sticks against the side of the wall.

After the game, Tyler knew most, if not all, questions would be about Rosie and he was pumped.

"So, Tyler, tell us…" Right off the bat, Tyler knew exactly where the question was going, "How's dad-life?"

"Oh, man, I was waiting for this one." He got laughs, "It's the best thing in the entire world.

"You have a daughter, correct?"

"Yeah, Rosie."

"Is Rosie best friends with the dogs?"

"Oh, for sure. Before she was even born, they were the ones standing guard next to Y/N, my girlfriend." A smile found its way onto his face when he said the word 'girlfriend'.

“And is Rosie a daddy’s girl yet?”

“She’s a doggy’s girl.” He laughed, “They’re best friends.”

“That’s so sweet.”

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503 notes - Posted May 28, 2022

#4

can i request “never letting go” hug prompt with joe burrow? ☺️

16. "'not wanting to let go' hugs" (from this prompt list)

tw: one curse word (ass)

whenever joe would go away on long road trips, it was a whole thing. you would spend the day before together, doing whatever you two wanted, and would cherish every moment together.

the morning before the roadie, you were both awoken by your dog, beau a toller. beau hopped onto your bed and started licking your faces.

"ugh, beau." joe groaned, pushing the dog's face away from his.

beau turned his attention to you, "silly boy." you giggled, scratching his head.

clearly, you were two different parents.

"come on, is it potty time?" you began to get up but were pulled back into bed by joe, "beau, save me." you hollered with a laugh.

the dog hopped back onto the bed and began barking at joe and trying to free you, "geez, i guess we know who your favorite parent is."

"he's protective of his mama." you laughed, unwrapping joe's arm from around your waist, and walking with beau out to the garden where he could do his business.

once he was done, you made your way back inside and headed to the kitchen so beau could have his post-bathroom treat. maybe you spoiled him a little.

"so, it was your turn to plan out joe and y/n day, what'd you plan?" you asked as you started making your coffee.

"well, i had us sleeping for another hour, but i guess we'll have to change some things around." joe looked down at beau, whose tail was wagging and he looked up at his dad happily.

"oh, come on. you can't be mad at him. he's too cute." you cooed, bending down and kissing beau's nose.

"anyways..." joe grabbed your attention, "we were gonna have a nice breakfast, prepared by moi. then we were gonna go to colour me mine..."

"awh." you smiled, "that's so cute."

"yeah, yeah, i know. i'm so cute and sentimental, moving on." he cut you off. you rolled your eyes at his sarcasm, "then we're gonna have lunch at that cute little cafe you like. then we're gonna come home and rewatch wandavision or the falcon and the winter soldier or whatever show you want to watch."

"you'd rewatch it with me?"

"of course, but only if we get to watch one of my shows next time."

"promise." you smiled, linking pinkies with him.

"and to end the night, i booked a reservation at your favorite restaurant."

"wow, you really went all out. i'm gonna have to think extra hard next time." you laughed.

joe did everything he could to make you smile and laugh. making stupid dad jokes or singing loudly off tune.

as you walked through the park near the restaurant, he had his arm thrown over your shoulders, occasionally pressing kisses to your head.

"did you have fun today?" he asked.

"i did." you smiled as you stopped under the gazebo.

"i'm glad." he hummed.

"i don't want you to leave me tomorrow." you pouted.

"i don't want to leave either." he pulled you into his arms, "but you'll have beau, and he loves you, almost as much, if not more than me."

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538 notes - Posted February 15, 2022

#3

just like dad , rooster

note, this is my application to join top gun tumblr. so.... slay! anyways, i love rooster as a dad and might make this a little au family series. haven't thought that far into the future. if people enjoy this, lmk if you want to see a little family series. another note, i promise all my fics aren't dad content. i have three other fics in my drafts (all top gun related) that aren't dad content. pair, bradley "rooster" bradshaw x reader summary, bradley left for a mission two days ago, and his daughter, jamie, misses him. so y/n helps take her mind off it. warnings, children word count, 849 words (shorty but a goodie)

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Bradley had only been gone on his mission for 2 days but you could tell that Jamie was taking it hard. She always did whenever he went away. It wasn't even a long mission, but it always felt like an eternity to Jamie in her 4-year-old brain.

"When's daddy coming home?" Jamie had been asking that question all morning.

"In two days." You answered as you set a plate of fruit in front of her.

"That's so far away." She whined, picking at the strawberries on her plate.

You watched her eat her breakfast before a thought popped into your head, "I have an idea." Once she was done eating breakfast, you both got ready and headed for the mall.

"Do you know what that says?" You asked Jamie as you approached the store. She shook her head, but her eyes were drawn to all the colorful bears lining the walls of the store.

"Bears." She pointed.

"Yeah." You set her down and let her run around, looking at all the bears. When she finally picked out a bear, you moved over to the sound station.

You played her a couple voicemails that Rooster had left and she finally made up her mind after listening to all of them, "Hi, Jamie-Jam! Daddy misses you, and I'll be home real soon. I love you, and don't forget to give mommy a big kiss for me."

She stuffed it, gave the heart a big kiss, then placed it inside the back of the bear. After getting him all sewed up, she wandered around the clothing area. Lots of accessories for her new bear caught her attention, but when she saw the pair of sunglasses, her eyes went wide, and she made an immediate beeline over to them.

You couldn't help but laugh as she passed up the pair of pink sunglasses, that you knew would match the pair she had at home, in favor of the aviators.

After finding the accessories, you made your way over to the name station, "What do you want to name your bear?" She pursed her lips and thought about it for a second.

"Goose." She answered and your heart melted.

"All right, Goose it is." You nodded, typing it into the computer.

-

Two days after getting Goose, Rooster was walking up the pathway towards your house, a smile gracing his lips as he spotted the sign you always put up for him when he got back from missions.

He used his key and before he could even push open the door, Jamie was throwing the door open and greeting him with a big squeal, "Daddy!"

"Hi, baby!" He picked her up and spun her around, "Come on, let's go inside." He carried both Jamie and his bag inside. Jamie talked his ear off the entire time as he carried her inside and towards the dining table.

You popped out of the kitchen, where you were making a mid-day snack for you and Jamie before your husband came through the doors, and locked eyes with Rooster, smiling as he listened to everything Jamie told him, not taking his eyes off her for a minute.

"Hey, Jam?" You grabbed her attention, "Want to go show daddy your new friend?" Jamie nodded eagerly, hopped off her dad's lap, and ran to her room.

He pushed his chair out, letting you take residence on one of his legs. You wrapped your arms around his neck and he wrapped his around your waist.

"How was it?" You asked, playing with the hairs on the nape of his neck.

He hummed, "Not too bad. Went quicker than we thought it would."

"Hmm, explains why you're home earlier."

"It's only a couple hours."

"Still." You shrugged. Right before you could say anything else, Jamie came running back in, holding Goose in her arms. You pushed yourself off his lap and let Jamie take your place. She showed her dad the bear, who also let out a laugh when he saw the sunglasses.

"Look at this." He looked at the bear, taking it all in.

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580 notes - Posted September 2, 2022

#2

like the movies , hangman

note, the titles comes from all the cheesy romance books i read and romcoms. i watch. you might see tropes you recognize. with. it is inspired by books and movies, things might move faster than they do in real life. if you don't like that, don't read this. pair, jake "hangman" seresin x reader summary, after being left at the altar, y/n gets in her car and drives. with no destination in mind, she eventually ends up in front of a bar in san diego. she garners everyone's attention the moment she walks through the doors, one of those people being hangman. warnings, cursing, alcohol consumption (all legal), jerk former fiances word count, 4579 words

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"I'm sorry, he's gone." Those were the words that kept replaying over and over in your head. He wasn't dead, but he might as well be.

The words, "He's gone" kept playing over and over in your head, and it wasn't like you wanted to keep thinking about it, you were driving in silence, left alone with nothing but your thoughts. After almost half an hour on the road, you finally reached for the radio nozzle and turned it on.

You flipped through the channels, trying to find one that wasn't playing some kind of love song, and ended up on a station that played nothing but Christmas music, and even then there were some Christmas love songs that hurt more than the actual love song.

After driving all afternoon with no breaks, you were somehow still awake and moving, only running on a couple cups of crappy coffee and a bagel from that morning, you ended up at a bar.

You pushed open the bar doors, paying no mind to all the eyes that were immediately drawn to you. You plopped down on a barstool and waited for the bartender to come over and take your order.

"What can I get you?" The bartender asked, her eyes warm and inviting.

"Something strong." She smiled and grabbed a glass, pouring you a shot of something.

The question she was about to ask quickly died on her lips after she watched you down the shot, "That bad, huh?"

"The guy I thought I was gonna spend the rest of my life with left me at the altar. I've been driving since 2 in the afternoon, and it's..." You looked up at the clock, "10, so I've had a pretty shit day." You nodded, keeping your eyes locked on the ring still on your finger.

As you continued to stare at it, the more you wanted it off. You didn't know why it took you so long to take it off, but when you did it almost felt like a weight had been lifted off your shoulders.

"You know what? This rounds on me." The woman smiled, "I'm Penny."

"Y/N." You smiled. She was called away by another customer but offered you another smile before making her way over to the man.

"White dress? Don't tell me you got a groom at home waitin' for you?" You turned around to match a face to the voice. You were fully expecting a jerky-looking guy but were surprised to find a man in service khakis, a pilot, standing behind you.

"Nope." You answered with a simple shake of your head.

"I gotta say, this is very Friends-like.” He commented, “Girl runs into a bar wearing a wedding dress.”

“She ran into a cafe.” You corrected.

“Potato-Potato.” He rolled his eyes, “Can I ask why you’re in a bar in a wedding dress? I know there's a story there."

"Not much to talk about." You shrugged.

"There's always a story."

"Oh, there's a story, just not a very interesting one." You tried to brush it off, "What's your name?" You attempted to change the subject.

"Hangman." He flashed you an almost cocky smile.

"Hangman?"

"It's my callsign." The smirk didn't once fall from his face as he held out his hand, "What's your name?"

"Y/N." You shook his hand.

-

The same ritual continued for the next couple of nights. You would sit at the bar, drinking only one drink, paying but not leaving until closing.

If you left right after you finished your drink, you would be stuck going back to the empty hotel room with nothing but your thoughts, and the thought of that was almost as scary as the situation you were in at that very moment. Alone and trying to navigate your way through this new life alone.

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595 notes - Posted September 13, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

okay hear me out dad!joe being super cute with his kid

okay, but that sounds so cute!! tagging @idblowburrow just cause.

tw: children, dad!joe, mentions of pregnancy (like once)

happy valentine's day from me and my valentine ilya sorokin <3

everything joe did, levi wanted to do too. levi burrow was his father's little shadow. whenever joe would have to go away on a long roadie, levi would sleep in his burrow jersey every night and beg to listen to the old voicemail joe had left on your phone when you were pregnant.

joe was set to come home from a long road trip, and instead of waiting for him at home, you were gonna pick him up from the airport.

levi, early in the morning, walked into your room and climbed into your bed. he poked you in the face to wake you up. you jumped away, "huh? what're you doing here, levi? what's wrong, bud?"

"where's daddy?" he asked, holding his little tiger stuffed animal to his chest.

"we're gonna pick him up after lunch." he pouted, and shook his head, "do you want to go to the park today?" that seemed to make him happy, so you went on with your day.

after eating grilled cheese sandwiches, you got levi into his car seat and drove to the airport, playing levi's favorite new song from encanto.

you got out of the car and parked in the private lot. levi busied himself with his stuffed tiger. you both heard the plane land, which was when levi started to get excited.

he began kicking his feet and squealing, "okay, okay, stay still. we're gonna see him." you laughed, unbuckling him from his car seat.

within 10 minutes, the team was unloading off the plane and grabbing their luggage, "daddy!" levi squealed, catching joe's attention.

joe's face immediately lit up as he quickly grabbed his suitcase and made his way over to you. you set levi on the ground and watched him run into his father's open arms.

"there's my man." joe grinned, picking levi up and spinning him around, before peppering his face with kisses, "were you good for mom?"

he nodded his head as joe picked up his bag and headed over to you, levi propped on his hip while his other hand held his bag.

he walked up to you and smiled happily, "hi." you smiled, wrapping your arms around his neck.

"hi." he dropped his bag and wrapped his arm around your waist, "missed you." he hummed.

"missed you, too." you smiled, "but let's get home. levi's been waiting all day to play with you." you grabbed his bag and lifted it into the trunk while joe buckled levi, who was rambling about his week to his father, into his car seat.

although somethings didn't make sense, the smile on joe's face was enough to tell anyone he was happy right where he was.

702 notes - Posted February 14, 2022

Get your Tumblr 2022 Year in Review →

[yourlocalabomination]

Tick Tock, Teddy-Bear.

[itsaprosthetic]

we are so back

We are so back

[ghxstoll]

[bugeyedfreaks]

POV youre jjust a little hater

And?

[wigglebox]

Found you ☀️

[marimbles]

if ive been at a restaurant cheerfully and enthusiastically waiting for the chicken parm to be served for like 5 hours, am I not allowed to be disappointed that it turned out to be salmon instead. sure salmon is really tasty to some people but what if I just don’t like salmon. why are they serving salmon in the chicken parm restaurant? “it’s such an interesting surprise that the chef brought out salmon! I can’t wait to see what’s for dess—” no. bring me my chicken parm .

anyway that’s how I feel in the miraculous ladybug fandom rn lol

[marybatson]

the only reason I hc billy as an emancipated minor is literally just so that mary can still live with the bromfields and freddy can be fostered by the vasquez family. so rosa and nora have no actual relation to each other or have the rights to tell billy what to do but theyll pick him up for school and have extra bedding and a toothbrush saved for sleepovers and knuckle down his head (rosa) and fix his collar (nora) and. will pick up a household object and swing harder than any mlb player could trying to protect him faster than he can blink

[itsticklishme23]

☀️✨☀️

It’s been so warm outside lately! I might as well prance around in my crop tops and shorts, right? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

no other reason to let my shirts lift up when I stretch, squirming subtly when I feel the breeze gently kiss my armpits… or let my tummy muscles flex ever so slightly when it’s in your line of sight…

No, no. It’s not like I want you to slowly walk up to me while my eyes widen and my heart thumps in my chest in anticipation, my excitedly nervous smile peeking out when you pin me against a wall, especially when you whisper in my ear all the ways you’ll make my skin tingle and giggles pour from my lips… all before you swiftly grab me, swoop me up, carry me to the nearest bed and strap me down to make me pay in laughter for all my “mean” teasing.

Nah!!! That thought hasn’t crossed my mind at all! Why do you ask? 😇

[ask-the-colony-tree-siblings]

Gourmand: Any minute now.

Hunter: …I-

Arti: I’m sorry!

Hunter: Huh?

Arti: I-I’m so sorry. For attacking you, and for- for everything. 

Arti: I’ve been such an asshole to you.

Hunter: …Yeah you have been an asshole. But I fucked up too, I didn’t know what I was saying. I thought… 

Hunter: …it doesn’t matter what I thought. I shouldn’t have said that. I, uh… I-I heard about your k-

Arti: Don’t. It’s in the past now.

Gourmand: Is it? 

Gourmand: You attacked him over saying something that triggered you, so no, it doesn’t seem to be all in the past. 

Gourmand: It isn’t fair to hurt someone for not knowing something that you never told them. 

PART ONE IS DONE!!!!!!!!! Part two will probably come in about, uh, seven years, give or take. /j

(It isn’t perfect, but it’s been too long and I needed to get the first part of this comic out. I’m honestly super happy I finished, because it was unnecessarily hard lmao. Anyways I’m gonna ramble in the tags now)

[xx-sketchy-xx]

Cause he’s a phantom

[lazzarella]

Small TanFang details I love Pt 3: Fang sleeping soundly (with a little smile on his face) while his boyfriend’s snoring has chased off not one, but two of their friends

Pt 1 | Pt 2 | Pt 3 | Pt 4 | Pt 5 | Pt 6

[artiificiial]

could you draw odysseus and penelope ?

the bride and the ugly ass groom

[crybaby-bkg]

Bakugou loves you, he really does, but he can’t help but be a little prickly sometimes. it’s not because he’s mad at you or anything that’s actively your fault, no. Sometimes he just likes to pick and be an ass to you because he finds your reactions funny, likes how your lip pouts, and how you huff at him whenever he pokes at you.

But it always irks you whenever he rejects your physical affection. It’s playful, the way he softly taps your fingers away from him when you wrap your arms around his middle while he cooks. You bite at his shoulder blade and he wiggles in your grasp, grumbles for you to stop fucking with him while he makes your damn soup.

And that irks you to no end, more than usual, for some reason. Chalk it up to pms or the weather or whatever the fuck, but you’re sick of it. You step beside him, turning until your butt hits the counter, folding your arms as you glare up at him.

“Well, if I can’t touch you, then you can’t touch me.” You declare childishly, and it makes Bakugou smirk at your petulance. He stirs the soup a few more times in silence, adding in more seasoning with a shake of his head while you stare him down.

After what feels like forever, he lays the spoon beside the pot and faces you with a hand resting on the counter and the other on his hip. He cocks his head at you, grinning now when he meets your frowning face.

“My poor baby,” he coos to you condescendingly, reaching out to grip your hip but you lightly smack his fingers away, same as he did you earlier. He expects that, and the next one, and the next. However, he doesn’t expect for it to last for the rest of the night, being unable to touch you.

At this point, he thinks he might be going stir crazy. He’s so used to the casual touches; squeezing your butt when you walk past, patting your cheek when you eat, rubbing your shoulders, massaging your calf on the couch. But he’s been rejected every time, and goddamn you, it’s not funny anymore.

So he blocks you in where you stand trying to leave the bathroom. To anyone else, he would look menacing, but to you, he just looks like an overstuffed teddy bear as he hunches his shoulders to his ears. He doesn’t look you in the eye, instead at your mouth, as he grumbles,

“M’sorry for being stupid. Now lemme touch you. Please.” He tacks on when he sees your eyes narrow. You stand there with your arms crossed for a few seconds, before humming and placing your hands on your hips.

“I’ll forgive you if you let me hold your boobs.” You counteroffer. His face scrunches up for a second at that.

“They’re not—you know what? Go ahead, have at it.” He tells you with a dramatic sigh, mirroring your position as he looks up to the ceiling. But as you cup his chest in your hands and squeeze his pecs and bury your face in it, Bakugou can’t help but smile a little. As long as he gets to do it back to you, he doesn’t mind one bit.

[zipora666]

I know I said welcome home but-..I add some fandoms they be happy to be with it!

my happy energetic girls!!!✨💖🧡❤️

Pinkie pie Mabel and Julie just fitting so well! My fav girls!!!

[anothersuperstition]

like five commissions would solve so many of my problems right now …. 🌀you want to commission me🌀…. 🌀you want to look at my pinned post and you want to commission me sooooo bad🌀…….

a few recent commissions ⬇️

been loving leaning into more illustration/poster work and would love to do more!!