#kirby dach fic

[chukys-mouthguard]

Passenger Princess

featuring: arber xhekaj x female reader - numerous canandiens players included

summary: arber and the habs are preparing for the biggest heist they’ve taken on. But in the midst of their preparations, arber encounters his achilles heel that brings everything into perspective

genre: organized crime family au!

note: the name of arber’s gang is “the habs”….Let me know your thoughts on this little intro to the story! Apologies if this sucks or isn’t much, i fully intend on it picking up, just felt like setting context was necessary!

Part 1

The Habs are the last group of people you’d ever want to involve yourself with. Yet here you are.

Montreal’s most notorious organized crime family that run the city's underground import market. Guns, cars, drugs- they do it all. Led by Arber Xhekaj, a man whom no one would dare to cross.

A little over a year ago you found yourself caught up in a heist that went sideways. You were never supposed to be around when Arber and his guys narrowed in on a group of men who had done him dirty. Luckily you weren’t seriously hurt, though Arber insisted you go with him so he could be sure. And from that day on, you’d become the only thing that could turn him soft. Like you were his kryptonite, his one and only weakness.

Arber had followed in his father’s footsteps the day he’d begun toying with the idea of a future in the Montreal underground import trade. But he’d surpassed his father and then some once he’d become the leader of The Habs. His ability to control the illegal import trade in every category had The Habs labeled as enemy number one for all rival crime groups, which only made his life that much more exciting.

Aside from Arber, there were five other men who helped make up The Habs. Each of them having their own role within the group.

Florian was Arber’s younger brother and made up one half of the “collectors” of The Habs. If anyone owed Arber any debts, Florian would be assigned to collect. He was fairly soft spoken, definitely kept to himself amongst the group. But would go to the ends of the earth for Arber, and vice versa. Florian was the only other person, aside from you, that Arber had a soft spot for.

Kirby was the other half of the “collectors”, and probably one of the biggest pests on the planet. If talking shit was a job, he’d be employee of the month year round. His favorite part of his role, interrogating and getting under the skin of clients. Arber oftentimes has to reel Kirby in, his mouth being one of his best attributes, but also a major caveat that got him trouble religiously.

Cole was honestly the one key to The Habs you still don’t quite understand, but it works. He’s one of the smartest dumb people you’d ever met. He was responsible for all the undercover work that helped gather information for safer heists and collections. He was never someone that would be suspected, and that’s what made him perfect for his role. Able to gain intel that would seem nearly impossible to gather otherwise, but Cole had his ways.

Juraj was the foreign piece to the puzzle, having connections overseas that helped with getting anything needed from outside of Canada. He played a crucial role in finding partners overseas that could help guarantee continuous flow of imports for all of Arber’s clients. The Habs would be nothing without Juraj’s connections, as they have kept The Habs ahead of anyone else when it comes to what they are able to push. Though he is young, his knowledge exceeds his years when it comes to bringing in guns, cars, and drugs.

Last but not least, Nick. The sole reason The Habs can do anything successfully. Nick is the brains behind so many drops and heists. His bedroom at Arber’s mansion was filled with more tech equipment than a Best Buy. Always coming up with new security measures for the group, or mapping out the safest escape routes if deals go south. Nick was the main reason you ever felt safe being along for the ride on any of Arber’s drops. He was always two steps ahead, ready for any situation a client or other gang might try to throw at The Habs.

Your role within The Habs was simple: don’t get caught in the middle of anything. Arber had made it clear once the two of you had started dating that he couldn’t handle anything ever happening to you. The day you’d come into his life had been a lot for him to begin with. And he swore that he’d never let anything bad ever happen to you again. But his line of work almost made that promise seem impossible for him to keep.

Most of the time you went along for the ride when Arber was doing smaller deals, or when it was routine business that posed no threats. Rarely would Arber include you if there was the possibility of weapons being necessary. And the others had come to learn that as much as the drugs and guns were important to protect; you were Arber’s most prized possession.

[hischiershoe]

─── THE GIFT

─── KIRBY DACH X FEM!READER

[ word count ] 1.5k

[ warnings ] none really, kissing, unedited

[ note ] happy birthday to our kirbs!! this is short and sweet and i hope you like it!

You could hear the sounds of the party through the connected apartment walls, music and voices blending together to make one aggravating melody. It wasn’t like it was an ungodly time of the night, or that they were really being that loud. In fact, it was only eight p.m. and you could only hear the sounds of their music because the speaker was directly on the wall of your bedroom. It was more based on the fact that you weren’t invited, even though you wouldn’t have known anyone except for the man of the hour.

Kirby had been your neighbor for the last year, and you would like to say the two of you developed a friendship during that time. It started off as just polite conversation and passing glances when you’d see each other, then it turned into Kirby asking for your phone number and the two of you were texting as often as you could. However, when Kirby got injured at the beginning of this hockey season, you felt it shift towards something that had more potential than a friendship. 

When Kirby got injured, he was texting you all day, skirting around asking you to come over because he wanted your company, but never asking because he felt too desperate. Eventually you got tired of his subtle suggestions and flat out asked him if you could come over because you had a bad day. From then on, you spent more time at his apartment than your own, and you’d even met a few of his teammates by accident.  The two of you also often straddled the line that separated platonic and romantic, though neither of you dared to actually cross it in fear of rejection. 

The faint sound knuckles rapping against your front door broke you away from your thoughts, piquing your curiosity because you hadn’t been expecting anyone. You threw your blanket off your legs and slipped out of your bed, toeing your warm house shoes on before making your way to the door. With furrowed brows, you slightly stood on your toes and looked into the small hole in the door and saw the last person you expected to see. 

“Kirby,” You called out as you pulled the door open, your eyes wide in confusion, “What are you doing here?”

“I live next door,” He joked, his smile growing as you playfully rolled your eyes, “You weren’t there.”

His voice dropped, hesitant and careful as he knew he was going to be treading through unfamiliar waters with you. He knocked on your door with a purpose, a mission to stop dancing around the way he felt, but that didn’t mean he was going to be confident about it. In fact, now that you were standing right in front of him, he almost wanted to back out in case he was reading you wrong.

“I wasn’t invited,” You shrugged, trying to come off nonchalant and not like it bothered you, even though it did.

“You’re always invited,” He spoke, his voice soft as he notices the way you slightly retreat, “You can always show up at my door no matter what.”

You open your mouth to respond, but Kirby pushes his way by you, slipping his shoes off before he goes and takes his usual seat on the couch. He places his arm on the back cushion as he turns and looks at you, his eyebrows raised as he waits for you. Shaking your head in amusement, you let the door shut behind you before following his actions. 

You tuck your legs underneath you, your body angled in his direction as your knees press against his thigh. Kirby’s eyes drag along your figure, and you’ve got these thin, plaid shorts on paired with a shirt Kirby is fairly certain belonged to him. Your hair was loose around your face, your cheeks slightly pink the longer you felt his stare on you.

“You can’t stay forever, you know. They’ll notice you’re gone,” You bashfully spoke, fingers pinching at the hem of your shorts.

“I told Slaf where I was going,” He states, his fingertips slightly grazing your shoulder as you relax against the couch, “I’d much rather be here, anyways.”

You snap your gaze up to meet his own, his blue eyes bright despite the minimal lighting decorating the living room. It was your turn to take him in, to notice the way his facial hair had been cleaned up and his shirt clung to his arms. He was wearing his leg brace over his jeans, the material so tight on his thighs you’re surprised they haven’t torn at the seams. 

“Kirby,” You cleared your throat, peeling your eyes away from his thighs, “I’m not taking you from your birthday party. Wait! I have your present. I’ll be right back.”

You dart off the couch and down the hallway to your room, but unbeknownst to you, Kirby decided to follow after you. Your apartment was the exact layout of his own, just flipped, and he’d been in it so many times he knew where your room was. He heard you mumbling to yourself as you searched through your closet, but you hadn’t heard him follow you into the room, so you slammed into his chest when you turned around.

“Jesus,” You gasp as Kirby’s hand instantly grasp at your waist and you try to keep his gift in your hands, “I didn’t know you were behind me!”

“Sorry,” He chuckled, his eyes flitting down to the bag in your hands, “Was too excited to know what you got me, I guess.”

“Well,” You step away from him, “Here you go.”

You hand him the bag, chewing at your bottom lip as your heart pounds in your chest. You always get nervous when you get someone a gift. What if they didn’t like it? What if someone else already got him the same thing? The anticipation kills you, and that’s why you always choose to put them in bags rather than wrap them up in wrapping paper.

Kirby pulls out the few pieces of tissue paper, his eyes narrowing in confusion as he sees a box sitting at the center of the bag. He glances up at you as he dips his hand into the bag to grab the mystery box, giving you a soft smile when he notices nerves swimming in your eyes. The second he recognizes the box in his hands, his eyes widen in shock.

“No way,” He exclaims, the bag falling to his feet as his eyes dart from you to the box, “No way! Y/N, where did you find this?”

“I won’t reveal my secrets,” You giggle, relief flooding your veins at his excitement, “I know you said you really liked it, but couldn’t find it anywhere in stores anymore, so.”

Kirby stares at the box of cologne in his hands, his brain tripping over its own thoughts as he tries to figure out what to say. Of every gift he’s ever gotten, this is by the far the most heartfelt. He’d mentioned to you once, months ago, how he hadn’t been able to find this cologne for years and the fact that you’d gone and found it just solidified how he felt about you. 

You watch as Kirby’s eyes meet your own, a multitude of emotions swirling in them as he places the box on the dresser next to him. He takes a step towards you, watching to see how you react to the newfound proximity until you’re nearly chest to chest. Your heart slams into your ribs as you crane your neck to look up at him, your tongue swiping at your bottom lip.

“Can I kiss you,” Kirby’s voice is low and careful, gaze dancing all across your face.

“I’d be mad if you didn’t,” You breathed out through a wave of confidence.

 It felt like time slowed as Kirby cups the back of your head in his hands, pulling your mouth to his own until your lips were molded together. You wrap your arms around your neck, pulling him closer into you. He slowly backs you against the wall, carefully tugging on your hair as he slips his tongue into your mouth. You let a quiet moan vibrate against Kirby’s mouth, and that’s when he pulls away.

The kiss, while short in time, was full of so much built up emotion that it left the two of you breathless and panting. Your eyes are still closed as you let your head hit the wall behind you, your arms still looped around his neck as his fingertips press into your hips. Kirby dropped his forehead to your shoulder, nothing but pure bliss floating around him.

“I’ve wanted to do that for a year now,” He laughed to himself.

“What took you so long,” You teased, opening your eyes as you dragged your hand up to tangle in his hair.

“Didn’t know if you felt the same,” He sheepishly admitted, lifting his head to look at you.

“Oh, yeah, because I spend all my free time helping all my injured neighbors,” You playfully rolled your eyes, a smile toying at your lips, “I hope you like your gift, Kirbs.”

“I love it, but you’re the only gift I need.”

[lfghughes]

Could you write something with Kirby Dach where the reader is kind of intimidated by him? Like he’s so tall and I just feel like him backing a girl up against a wall in a consensual and flirty/sexual tension filled way would be so attractive

a/n: kinda finally getting over the flu and this was the first time all week that i was able to form an actual fic

The cat and mouse game was fun in a way and for the past few months that was the game you and Kirby had been playing. You two had first met through your best friend Cole who happened to play on the same hockey team as Kirby. Since that first night you had met the flirting had only grown but neither of you ever broke that line that you were both so carefully tiptoeing on.

“So is Kirby coming to this party tonight?” You asked Cole as you helped him grab some of the drinks he had bought for the night. He looked over at you, raising an eyebrow. “Well most of the guys are and some of my other friends..” Cole took a deep pause as he eyed you carefully. “Why do you care about Kirby specifically?” He asked and then his jaw fell slightly “Wait please tell me you two…no.” immediately you shook your head at him.

“No! We haven’t anything. Just..Pals.” You shrugged and a look of horror grew on Coles face. “I’ll have a chat with him later.” That was even more horrifying of a thought. Even though you both flirted with each other and it was obvious there was an attraction there the last thing you wanted was for Cole to go talk to him about that.

You spent the remainder of setting up trying to convince your best friend otherwise but you had a feeling that he wasn’t going to listen to you. The party itself was fun, there were a few boys you recognized that had been friends with Cole for years and you also recognized a good chunk of his teammates. But your eyes searched for the one person you were looking for, disappointment filling your features when you didn’t see him.

“Looking for me?” A voice came from behind you, low enough to your ear and sending chills down your spine because you knew who it belonged to. You turned around a small smirk on your lips as you tilted your head up at Kirby. “Now why would I look for you? I heard that Coles cute friend from New Jersey is here, maybe I’m looking for him.” You shrugged and you saw an amused look grow on Kirbys face.

You don’t know at what point you both had walked into the corner of the room but you realized there was nowhere for you to go because you were backed up into a wall. Not that you were really complaining right now. Kirbys hand found your hip and if he wasn’t so dang tall you could have easily kissed him with how close he was. “Why are you still playing this game?” He asked and you chewed on your lower lip.

“What game?” You asked, knowing exactly what he was referring to but you wanted him to just say it. “This whole acting like you don’t want me to kiss you right now.” He leaned down just slightly, his lips definitely getting closer to the point where you could kiss him. “Because I know even if you don’t say it that you want to kiss me and not Jersey, wherever he is.” Couldn’t exactly argue with his point there.

“If you’re so sure of it then just kiss me.” You told him and with those words his head leaned down and when his lips were just mere inches from yours you heard a shout from across the room that was directed right at Kirby. “Dach! We need to talk.” You groaned at the sound of Cole’s voice and in his insistence of ruining your night. Kirby pulled away but a small smirk remained on his lips. “This isn’t done. I’m kissing you before the night ends.” And with those words he left, going over to Cole who looked like he was ready to have some serious words with his teammate.

[cixrosie]

Kiss you Forever

Prompt: “I can kiss you forever,” Character B murmurs. “Yeah?” Character A says, laughing a little, only to stop when Character B leans in and presses a kiss against their cheek. “Yeah,” Character B says, “Yeah, I can. You think I’m lying?” with Kirby Dach

Seeing Kirby get pushed in to Blackhawks bench made you audibly gasp and you knew from the way he fell into it and how when he got up and wasn't putting weight on his right leg it was bad. You also knew it had to be bad with the way Arber, Juraj and Cole looked up at you briefly with saddened faces it was bad.

Usually when Kirby took a bad hit or whenever anything happened and he needed medical attention you immediately followed him to the medical room ,but you were kinda in shock so you didn't move and just waited until someone came and got you or Kirby sent you a text.

The other wags were worried about you, you completely zoned out on the replay they showed. " hey y/n why don't you go and see him" one of them said " I'll just wait until he needs me" you responded with .

Finally you had enough waiting and decided to go and see Kirby, just as you started gathering your belonging you heard the announcer confirm that Kirby wouldn't be returning to the game and you moved faster. The other wags sent you sad smiles.

You arrived to the medical room the door was closed but you immediately heard Kirby moaning in pain on the other side and felt bad for him. Should you have came down sooner to see him. Did he want to see you as he is in the most excruciating pain he's been in. So many thoughts ran through your head.

As you started to zone out again the doors open and you went in to finally see Kirby and you run to him carefully not to hit his leg or put too much force on him while he's in pain.

" Kirb are you ok" you asked " yea baby im ok " he started to say he then looked at his right legs and said " I mean as ok as I can considering" as he motioned towards his leg. " so what they say about your leg ?" " I don't know yet I have to go to the Emergency Room to get X-Rays to see exactly what's wrong , all I know is it hurts like a fucking bitch" he says trying to joke but you can tell he's doing it for show and for your sake .

You see one of the trainers bring Kirby his stuff and say " the cars ready for you man im ready when you are" "ok here I come " Kirby responds . " I gotta go baby we're going to the ER now". " Oh do you want me to-" " No its ok I'll meet you at home Cole will drive me" Kirby says cutting me off. It makes me kind of upset and sad but I shrug it off and remember he's in pain so he probably just wants to be alone and figure out what's going on with his leg and the future of this season and career.

"Ok I love you " I say kissing him with just the right amount of passion that says " im worried about you and I know you're scared but im here" but not so much that it makes the staff around us uncomfortable. " I love you too so much " he responds before handing me his car keys to drive back to our apartment since he drove us to the stadium. " text me updates when you can please" " I will" he responds.

When I got home I sat my things down and sat on the couch for at least an hour and half staring at my phone . Then I got up and distracted myself with a hot shower and ordered from Kirbys favorite pizza place so he can have it when he eventually gets home and if he's hungry.

It's about 4 hours later when I get a text from Kirby saying him and Cole were on the way back home. I was in our living room watching reruns of SpongeBob to get my mind off how long it was taking for any kind of updates . Eventually I hear our garage door open and close and smile and think " finally he's home" . I greet Kirby and Cole at the garage door entrance to our apartment , Kirby is leaning all his weight onto Cole which is a funny sign considering the height difference.

"Wow Cole that's some real hockey strength you've got there" you said as you laughed. "Bullshit" Kirby screamed , you Cole laughed . " Bullshit you say as im holding you up I'll toss you on the ground right here and leave your ass there" You and Cole laughed even harder as Cole helped Kirby to the kitchen . "Are you hungry babe", "starving" Kirby replied. " well lucky for you I ordered your favorite pizza". " Cole you're welcomed to some as well" "Thanks y/n but im good "

Thirty minutes after Cole left and you and Kirby finished eating you guys made your way upstairs to your room with you helping Kirby up the stairs . You also helped him shower and get changed for bed before getting yourself ready for bed as well.

As you turn off all the lights in the bedroom the only light coming from the moon you pull the blankets back on your side and climb in next to Kirby who is looking all snuggly and cuddly .

"Hi" he says with a lovesick look on his face as he looks at you . "Hi you" you respond returning the same look . " I know you don't want to talk about anything right now but just know im here whenever you're ready" .

Kirby just leans in and kisses you with so much passion that you feel his love through the kiss. " I can kiss you forever" he says " Yeah?" you say laughing a little only stopping when Kirby leans in and presses a kiss against your cheek. " Yeah I can . You think im lying " he says.

" I don't know I think I need more evidence " you say . " HA HA HA" he responds while smirking then his face turns serious . " Thank you so much for today baby" " Kirbs I didn't really do anything " " Probably to you but seeing you hold it together kept me sane while figuring things out , and I know it couldn't have been easy seeing me like that so thank you baby I love you so much" " I love you too Kirbs" you say as you kiss him one last time , before he kisses your head as you both fall asleep from the crazy turn of events.

Note: UMMM HII this is my first nhl fic please let me know what you think and request if you want ok bye <3

im tagging some ppl who ive read phenomenal fics and AUs from and mutuals and just overall great ppl. feedback is appreciated but don't feel like you have to ok bye fr this time <3

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[letsgetrowdy43]

Western summers ❧

Kirby Dach x reader

Very random edit, it has no plot whatsoever, just wanted to make something for bae!!

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Colecaufield breaking the distance 😚

Ynofficial 🤫

User83 this is so cunty 🤭

Colton.dach 🤨🤨

Ynbestfriend I miss you dearly 😔

User93 okay committed relationship!!

User38 I love how you post him as if none of us know who you’re dating??

Ynofficial LET ME LIVE IN DELUSION 🙏

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Ynofficial I 🫶🏻 Alberta summers

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User28 loving this era of you!!

User83 why are you wearing an American flag sweater??

Ynofficial It’s comfortable… I pretend it’s not there

Ynbestfriend you’re living my John Denver dreams 😌

Ynofficial you live 5 minutes away, come join the dream <3

Dylstrome19 ewwww

Ynofficial don’t you have a girl dad things to be doing???

User10 Dylan strome??

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Colecaufield save a horse ride a cowboy @ynofficial ??

Kdach77 you’re a dog

User73 back to Chicago 🔜

Canadiensmtl off season king!!

User73 he said “private, not secret”

User28 I love hicks!!

Ynofficial THIGHS 🤤

Ynofficial HOT HOT HOT

Ynofficial that was really slutty of you…

Ynofficial lucky lady 🫣

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User38 I just know she was giggling while picking out the photos…

Ynbestfriend the dog 🥹

Ynofficial IK

User83 THE SWIMMING PICTURE BITCH ?!

Colecaufield I hate (love) this

Kdach77 ❤️❤️

User28 we’ve lost him 😪

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Colton.Dach I would say ew, but I like her more than you…

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Colecaufield OMG I MADE THE POST 😚

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The Story Of Us

Kirby Dash x Female Strome Reader

Warning: Trade, Pregnancy, Fluff, Wedding

word count: 2.0k

This insta edit to Follow this pic.

let me know what you guys think🤍

The One Where He Gets Traded

I am currently in Kirby's home town, Kirby and I have been dating for 2 years now. I'm so glad my brother introduced us when Kirby first arrived in Chicago.

For the past 2 summers I've been coming to Kirby's hometown to spend time with him and his family.

It’s late in the afternoon, I am sitting outside on the porch swing reading a book, while Kirby was inside taking a phone call.

It is a beautiful sunny day. I am enjoying the sun shining on my face.

I heard the door open and closed. I looked up to see Kirby making his way to me. He looked stressed so I put my book down. He sat down next to me and let out a breath. 

I put my hand on his shoulder, looking at him worried.

“Everything okay?” I asked.

“Not really,” he sighed. He was looking at the lake. I put my hands on his cheeks and turned his face to look at me.

“What’s going on Kirby?” I asked. He started to worry me, did something happen? Is he going to break up with me? Is he going to tell me to go home?

I sighed before putting his hand on my right thigh. 

“I just got off the phone with my agent… I got traded” he said. My eyes widened. Oh my god.

“I’m so sorry Kirby… where are you going?” I asked. Is he going to break up with me now? I the aren’t going to be in the same city anymore. Is he going to ask me to go with him?

“Montreal, they’re going to announce it tonight at the draft.” He said

“Oh kirbs, it’s going to be okay” I said, he put his arm around me and pulled me closer. I laid my head down on his shoulder.

“What’s going to happen to us?” I asked

He sighed before kissing my forehead.

“I was hoping maybe you would come with me? But if you don’t want to i totally understand, we could always do long distance, all i know is i don’t want to break up.” He said, I smiled softly at him before I raised my head and kissed his cheek.

“I would love to go with you Kirby” I said, his eyes widened.

“Really?” 

“Of course, i love you, i don’t want us to be living in 2 different countries” i said

“I love you so much,” he said, smiling.

“I love you too, here’s to a new chapter in our lives” I said happily 

“I can’t wait to do it with you,” he said smiling.

The One Where He Proposes

Kirby and I have been living in Montreal for the past five months, it’s now the all star break. We have been dating for three years. I couldn’t be happier, as much as I miss Chicago, Montreal is amazing.

My brother Dylan is now in Washington, Chicago ended up trading him also.

Thankfully none of my brothers made the all star team so we all decided to go on vacation together to Hawaii. I've always wanted to come here, it’s absolutely beautiful.

Tonight is our last night here so Kirby said he wanted to take me out on a date so I am currently getting ready. 

I decided to wear a beautiful knee length silky pink dress. I curled my hair and put on some mascara, I didn’t feel like doing my full makeup since we are on vacation.

Once I was done getting ready I left the bathroom to see Kirby sitting on the bed scrolling on his phone. When he heard me he looked up and smiled.

“You are absolutely gorgeous,” he said.

“Thank you, you look handsome yourself,” I said.

“Are you ready?” he asked. I nodded. 

He got up, put his phone in his pocket and took my hand. We made our way to the restaurant.

The food was delicious, we talked and laughed the whole time.

When we left the restaurant Kirby looked at me and smiled, the sun was about to set.

“You want to go for a walk and watch the sunset?” He asked.

I smiled.

“I would love to” 

We walked to the beach which was only like 5 minutes. When we got there we took off our shoes and left them on the sand before we started walking by the water to watch the sunset. 

I kept looking at the sky. It was stunning, it took me a few seconds to realize that Kirby wasn’t next to me. 

I turned around to see where he went only to find him down on 1 knee with a ring in his hand. 

“Oh my god” I said shocked, My hands went to my mouth.

Kirby smiled.

“Yn you have made me the happiest man alive, you have been by my side for the past 3 years, i love you more than you’ll ever know, i want to spend the rest of my life with you, will you marry me?” He asked. My hands are shaking, and tears are rolling down my cheeks.

I started nodding.

“Yes, yes” I said shakily. 

He put the ring on my finger and pulled me in a kiss.

“I love you so much” i said

“I love you more” he said 

We heard cheering behind us. I turned around to see my brother and their wives along with my 2 nieces.

They all congratulated us.

I couldn’t be happier.

The One Where She Finds Out They're Pregnant

Kirby and i have been married for 4 months now and we have been trying for a baby for the past 2 months 

We had no luck.

I woke up a little later than usual, Kirby was already gone for morning practice. I got out of bed and put on a hoodie since it was chilly this morning. 

I went to the kitchen to make myself some breakfast. Kirby won’t be back for 2 hours since Morning practice just began.

I started cooking some eggs and the smell made me nauseous so I put it aside, turned off the burner and rushed to the bathroom to vomit.

Once I was done I brushed my teeth. My eyes widened when I thought about what could make me feel like this.

I rushed to grab my phone to check when my last period was. The last time I should have had it was last month when Kirby was on a road trip but I never did. How did I not realize before?

I rushed to our bedroom and changed into leggings and grabbed my purse and jacket before making my way out the door.

I rushed down the street from our apartment building. There was a small pharmacy.

I went in and bought two pregnancy tests. The cashier lady smiled when I paid and told me good luck. I thanked her and made my way back to the apartment.

My mind was going crazy, could I really be pregnant? Or am I just stressed?

I went straight to the bathroom to take both tests. Once I was done I washed my hands and put a timer on my phone for 5 minutes.

Kirby and I really want a kid, so I am really hoping that the test says positive.

When the five minutes were up, I took a deep breath and turned both tests around.

My hands flew to my mouth, tears started rolling down my cheeks. We are having a baby.

I couldn’t believe it.

I didn’t want to wait to tell Kirby I was pregnant but I also wanted to do something cute. Thankfully Emilia Armina  lives next door to us, and she has 1 kid so I thought I could possibly ask her if she still has baby stuff I could borrow just to put in a box and I could give Kirby once he got home. 

I got out and went to knock on her door.

She opened the door and saw I had been crying so she pulled me in a hug.

“Are you okay?” She asked worriedly.

I nodded

“Yes, sorry i didn’t mean to worry you, i um… just found out I’m pregnant, i was wondering if you still have a little onesie and baby skates i could borrow… I want to surprise Kirby as soon as he gets home and he’ll be here in less than an hour so I don't have time to go to the store but I want to do something cute… i’ll give them back afterwards, "I rambled. She smiled big and pulled me in another hug.

“Oh my god, Congrats! I know you guys have been waiting for this” she said.

“Thank you” 

“Come in, I'll go get the stuff, “ she said smiling.

I nodded. We went in and she made her way to another room. She came back with baby skates and a cute little white onesie.

“Here you go, Kirby’s going to be so excited,” she said.

“Thank you so much, I promise I'll bring it back tonight.” I told her.

“No rush, take your time, and congratulations again, you and Kirby are going to be amazing parents, '' she said, giving me one last hug before I made my way back to my place.

I hate an old box in my closet so I took it out and put the onesie and the baby skates in it along with both pregnancy tests. I left the box on the counter so I can give it to him when he gets home. In the meantime I went and cleaned the food i didn’t eat this morning and decided to eat a bowl of fruits instead.

Once I was done eating I went to put the bowl in the sink when I heard the front door open.

Kirby made his way to the kitchen, when he saw me he smiled before making his way to me.

“Hey babe,” he said before kissing my forehead.

“Hey kirbs, how was practice?” I asked.

“ Not too bad,” he said. He made his way to the fridge and got himself a bottle of water.

“ I have something for you,” I said nervously. He looked at me confused.

“You got me something?” He asked. I nodded and gave him the box.

He looked at me then the box.

He put it down on the counter and I went in front so I could see his face.

He slowly opened it. 

When he saw what was in the box he froze. I stood there nervously.

He looked up at me with tears in his eyes.

“Are you serious?” He choked out.

I nodded with tears in my eyes.

“Yes” 

“Oh my god” he rushed to me and pulled me in a hug

“We’re going to be parents” he said

“You’re going to be a dad” i said

“I love you, and I can't wait for the baby to be here,” he said smiling widely.

“I love you more,” I said before kissing him.

The One Where They're Baby Girl Is Born

My due date was supposed to be yesterday, but the baby decided he didn’t want to be born yet.

We decided to stay in Montreal for the summer since I was 8 months pregnant once the season ended.

My parents came down from Toronto, Kirby’s parents and brother also decided to come down. My brothers and their wives said they would be here today. Everyone wants to be here to meet our baby girl.

It’s now 5 p.m. and I finally started having contractions but they are far apart so I knew I still had time before we had to go to the hospital. My mom called my Ob to let her know, so she’d be prepared.

At around 7:30 p.m. they were much closer apart so Kirby took me to the hospital. Our parents said they would meet us there.

After what took forever at 10:45 p.m. our baby girl was born, she was precious.

I’m holding her in my arms while Kirby sits next to me on the bed.

“She’s the cutest baby ever” Kirby said in awe and kissed the side of my head.

“I’m so proud of you, thank you for making me a dad” he said with teary eyes.

“Couldn’t have done it without you, i love you both so much” I said

“I love you both, my two beautiful girls,” Kirby said smiling.

[prettytoxicrevolver]

19 dialogue & 30 scenario with Kirby Dach? Something to soothe my sadness with the fact that he’s injured

(my heart is broken thinking about sad and injured Kirby :(((( sir I will give you my ACL)

You hated horror movies. 

Ever since you watched the third paranormal activity at your 12th birthday party and couldn’t sleep for two weeks straight, you had hated horror movies. 

As an adult you tried to ignore the fear, always getting some kind of jab or joke thrown at you when you explained your nerves and fear around the movie genre. 

So, when your best friend of 5 years and boyfriend of 2 asked you to watch one, you hesitated at first but caved seeing his big brown eyes and soft smile on his lips. 

Kirby had been around a lot more recently since his injury that took him out of the habs lineup for the rest of the season. He tried to act tough about it but deep down you knew he was utterly heartbroken at the idea of missing a whole entire season with the team especially after missing half the season last year. And maybe that was part of the reason you said yes when he asked to watch a horror movie. 

You’re curled into Kirby’s side, trying your best not to flinch at the exorcism happening on screen but Kirby notices and slides his arm tighter around you so you’re face is fully hidden in his chest, 

“Do you want me to turn it off?” Kirby murmurs in your ear. 

“No no,” you start to say, lifting your head to look at him but a loud screen causes you to jump and Kirby smiles at you. 

Without a word, he turns off the tv, turning towards you and pulling you until you’re straddling his lap and your chests are flush against each other. 

“Are you okay?” 

“That kind of scared me,” you admit, pushing your face shyly into his neck. 

“Don’t worry,” he says, rubbing his hands up and down your back in a mesmerizing trance. “I’ll protect you.” 

You relax in his arms, trying to push the images of the horror movie from your mind but with no luck. “Come on,” Kirby whispers, nudging you off him and you both stand up. 

He holds up a finger to you, silently telling you to wait and you watch as Kirby carefully starts to move his big luxurious couch around. You suddenly get the idea, rushing towards his bedroom and grabbing all of the blankets and pillows you could carry and bring them out to the living room. 

It takes about 20 minutes but when you’re finished, Kirby has assembled the couch to be a giant bed and you’ve both thrown so many blankets and pillows on top that you can’t even tell where the pillows end and the couch starts. 

Kirby wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you down on the couch with him. You two snuggle up together and he grabs the remote once more, turning the tv back on and playing your favorite disney movie. 

“I love you,” you tell him as the beginning credits start to roll. 

“Love you too baby girl.” 

[blakeswritingimagines]

You Wearing Their Clothes

Quinn Hughes: Quinn's eyes light up at the sight of you wearing his clothes, a wide grin spreading across his face as he approaches you. "Well, well, well… aren't you looking cozy in my clothes," he teases, unable to keep the hint of affection from his voice as he moves closer. His hands instinctively reach out to draw you near, gently tugging you closer so your body is pressed against his. He runs his fingers lightly across the collar of his hoodie you're wearing, his touch tender and possessive at the same time.

Jack Hughes: Jack’s face lights up when you wearing his clothes, his eyes instantly soften and a warm smile spreads across his face. "You look so comfortable in my clothes," he says, his voice filled with affection. He approaches you, his gaze roaming over your form, admiring the way his clothes drape on her figure. His hand reaches out involuntarily to touch the fabric, his fingertips grazing it gently, as if he’s afraid to disturb the moment. "You look so natural in them," he whispers, leaning in slightly.

Luke Hughes: Luke would probably find it cute and endearing if you wore his clothes. He might feel a sense of pride and tenderness, but also would find it adorable and charming. He might tease you about it playfully, saying you look good in his clothes or that they suit you better than him. He would likely enjoy the fact that you're comfortable enough with him to borrow his belongings, and he would appreciate the way that you look in his clothes. He would probably feel a sense of closeness and intimacy, and would hug you tightly. Overall, Luke would be pleased and charmed to see his partner wearing his clothes.

Nico Hischier: Nico smiles warmly as he sees you wearing his clothes, particularly his hoodies which are a bit big for you. He approaches you and wraps his arms around you, pulling you close to his chest. He nuzzles his face into your hair and takes a deep breath, inhaling your scent. He can't help but feel a sense of pride and satisfaction seeing you in his clothes, as if it's a visible sign that you're his. He gives you a gentle squeeze and whispers in your ear. "You look cute in my hoodie."

Timo Meier: Timo's face lights up with a mix of surprise and admiration as he lays eyes on you wearing his clothes. He can't help but smirk, feeling a combination of affection and possessiveness in that moment. He takes a step closer, his gaze tracing the way you wear his shirt, and how it fits snugly on your figure. Timo runs a hand through his hair, a hint of pride in his eyes. "You look damn good in my clothes."

Dawson Mercer: Dawson takes in the sight of you wearing his clothes, and a warm grin spreads across his face. His heart feels full with affection and pride at seeing you in his clothes. He notices how the clothes sit on your body, hugging your curves and emphasizing your figure. He can't help but admire how adorable and sexy you look wearing his clothes, and it makes him feel a sense of possessiveness, knowing that you're wearing something that belongs to him. He takes a step closer, gently placing his hands on your hips. "You wear my clothes well."

John Marino: When John sees his partner wearing his clothes, he can't help but feel a wave of affection and warmth. He loves the way you look in his clothes, and it makes him feel proud and possessive at the same time. He may tease you gently and say something like "You know you look sexy in my clothes, don't you?" and give you a playful swat on the butt. He'll feel a strong sense of intimacy and closeness, and he'll likely pull you closer and wrap his arms around you, unable to keep his hands off you.

Kirby Dach: Kirby would find it endearing and amusing to see his partner wearing his clothes. He would likely tease you gently, calling you cute or adorable for wearing his oversized hoodie and sweatpants. He would find you even more endearing if you looked particularly comfy and cozy in his clothes, with your hair slightly messy and a satisfied smile on your face.

Juraj Slafkovsky: Juraj’s face lights up with a mix of affection and amusement as he sees you wearing his clothes. He finds the sight absolutely endearing and it warms his heart. He walks over to you and wraps his arms around you, giving you a tight embrace. “Well, look at you! You look absolutely adorable wearing my clothes. It’s a bit oversized on you, but it looks so cute.”

Arber Xhekaj: Arber’s eyes light up with contentment as he sees a glimpse you wearing his clothes. He cannot help but to let out a low whistle, taking in the sight of you in his attire. He stands there, arms crossed against his broad chest, his gaze roaming over your figure, appreciating how the clothes fit you so snuggly. A small smirk plays at the corners of his mouth as he takes a few steps towards you, his gaze fixed on you with a hint of desire. "You look good in my clothes."

Cole Caufield: Cole would be both amused and flattered if you wore his clothes. He might tease you playfully, but he would find it endearing and sexy. He would likely notice and appreciate how his clothes looked on you, and he would probably steal glances at you and admire you wearing his clothes. It would make him feel possessive and protective, and he would enjoy the sight of you in his clothes, feeling a sense of intimacy and connection with you.

Kaiden Guhle: Kaiden face lights up as he sees you wearing his clothes. He can't help but feel a warm and fuzzy feeling inside, as the sight of you donning his clothing is both endearing and incredibly sexy. He feels a sense of possessiveness and pride, as if he's marking his territory, but in a loving and protective way. He smiles warmly, admiring how good you look in his clothes. He can't help but feel drawn to you even more, admiring the way the fabric clings to your body.

Jamie Drysdale: Jamie's expression instantly lights up as he sees you wearing his clothes, a mixture of affection and curiosity flitting across his face. His eyes roam over you, taking in every detail of how his clothing looks on you. He can't help but notice the way his shirt fits your body, how his jeans or sweats hug your curves, and how the familiar scent of his laundry clings to your skin. A small smile tugs at the corner of his mouth as he approaches you, his fingers twitching with the urge to touch.

Matt Rempe: Matt is initially surprised but also secretly thrilled and even a bit excited. He finds it endearing and cute when you wear his clothes, and he can't help but smile at the sight. He might make a playful comment, like "You look good in my shirt" or "That outfit suits you". He also finds it comforting and a bit possessive to see you in his clothes, as it reinforces the bond between you and make him feel like he's claiming you as his.

[uluvjay]

New look- K. Dach

Kirby Dach x fem! Reader

In which Kirby comes home sporting a new look and you can’t keep your hands to yourself!

Warnings?: SMUT, road head (unsafe but this is fictional!), reader takes off seatbelt (I do not support if you are in a REAL car), oral m receiving, kissing, cursing, hair pulling, sorry if I missed any errors!

You hadn’t thought twice when Kirby gave you a kiss and said he was going for a haircut, you kissed him back and reminded him to be home in time for your dinner reservations.

An hour and a half later you were seated at your vanity when you heard the door open and arms soon wrap around you while Kirby’s head tucked into your neck.

You could feel the tickle of his scruff the trimmed hair leaving a delicious tingle behind as you pulled away to greet him properly.

“Hi bab-your hair, what did you do to it?” You cut yourself off noticing the usually styled and slicked back locks were loosely placed on his forehead and relaxed.

“I trimmed it but he was out of the gel I like so I just said I’d style it at home.” He shrugged.

“Don’t” you rushed out, cheeks heating as he looked at you with a raised eyebrow.

“Why?” He smirked.

“I-I like it, looks good like that.” You blushed even darker from being put on the spot.

“Yeah?”

“Mhm”

With a shrug and a nod of his head Kirby pulled away placing a kiss to your head before he disappeared into the walk in closet thoughts running through his mind.

You however sat there with a dull throb beginning between your legs, if there was one thing you loved on Kirby it was his messy hair. Something about the way it looked after your fingers were tangled in it all night or how it fell perfectly on lazy days at home when he used no product.

You knew keeping your hands to yourself tonight would be a struggle especially since Kirby always requested a private booth at the restaurant where no prying eyes could be on the two of you.

Soon the both of you were dressed and heading out the door, Kirby’s dark green sweatshirt hugging his toned arms just right.

He made sure to walk behind you on the way to the elevator to grab a sight at the way your ass looked in your skirt, the tight material hugging it in just the right spots.

He couldn’t help himself from slapping the curve of your ass as he opened the door of his G-wagon for you.

“Kirby!” You scolded but the smile on your face showed you didn’t really mind.

“Sorry baby, couldn’t help myself.” He teased before shutting your door and rounding the car to get in on his own side.

The feeling was mutual it took everything in your body not to lock him in the bedroom and say fuck the reservations when he walked out of the closet in that damn sweater, his expensive cologne filling your senses, the watch you bought him for his birthday sitting pretty on his wrist.

You both behaved on the way to the restaurant light conversation filling the car as he told you about all the prep the team had planned before their long road trip coming up.

Once you two got into the restaurant the host was quick to guide you to your usual booth in the far back of the restaurant away from the normal restaurant.

Kirby slid in first and you quickly followed both of you looking over the menu despite already having a good idea of what you wanted.

It was kinda cheesy to some people that you two went to the same restaurant for date nights a lot but it had became a part of your routine and when the foods that good, nothing beats it.

“So Rob thinks I need to dye my beard.” He spoke up.

“Why?” You questioned confused as to why his Barber would suggest that.

“When he was trimming my beard he said the parts around my mouth are lighter than the rest, like they’d been bleached or something.” He smirked.

“Oh my god.” You were positive you were as red as a fire truck, humiliation, embarrassment, but also amusement flowing through your bones.

“He didn’t ask why did he?” You cringed.

“No and I acted clueless, didn’t really wanna tell the guy it’s from eating my girlfriend out a lot.” He laughed.

Your hands flew to cover your face as a soft laugh fell from you as well, “That’s awful Kirby.”

“Hey at least he didn’t know what it was from.” He shrugged.

You looked up at him to find him already staring at your with a look of pure amusement, however the curls on his forehead once again caught your attention.

His polished but messy hair look really doing numbers for you, and that familiar throb was back between your thighs.

“What?” He asked, his own cheeks turning red from your heated stare.

“Nothing, just admiring how handsome you are.” You smiled leaning up to kiss his jaw softly before returning to your menu.

-

The rest of dinner went teasingly well, Kirby’s hand lingering high on your thigh his thick fingers occasionally slipping under the material of your skirt earning him soft gasps here and there.

But you didn’t let his actions go without consequences as your own hand rested on his thigh, manicured nails scratching against the inside of his denim covered thighs.

Needless to say by the time you two were standing to make it to the car you were praying you didn’t have a wet spot on your skirt and Kirby’s was adjusting his jeans the best he could to hide his bulge.

However your games didn’t end in the car your hand quickly resumed its spot on his thigh however this time it rested right below where he needed you most.

Kirby could feel his breathing hitch every time one of your nails inched a tiny bit higher doing his absolute best not to thrust up into your touch.

“Baby?” He spoke up.

“Yeah?”

“I need you to move your hand or I’m gonna cum before we even make it home.” He panted.

You looked over at him heat flowing taking over your body at the sight of his flushed face, hands gripping the steering wheel so tight they were white.

Taking false pity on the man you moved your hand down just a bit using the other to unbuckle your seat belt.

“What are you doing?” He questioned.

“Just stay still and pay attention to the road Kirby” you instructed.

You noticed you were about ten minutes from home and that’s exactly what you needed to get what you wanted from him.

Reaching over you unbuttoned his jeans before pulling down the zipper, Kirby lifted his hips out of instinct to help get the material down enough for his cock to spring free.

“Oh fuck” he gasped feeling your cold hand wrap around the base of his cock before you stoked him slowly.

Kirby thought he was going to explode at the feeling of your lips leaving wet open mouthed kisses on the tip of his cock venturing as far down as you could before you returned to the tip.

This time your tongue poked out to slowly circle the tip, moving deliberately slow earning a deep sigh from the man above you.

He drops one of his hands from the steering wheel to tangle in your styled hair and when he pulls on the roots just enough to tell you to knock your shit off your mouth swallows him.

Your movements are hungry and desperate, your hand still wrapped around his cock moving in sync with your mouth squeezing the base just the way he likes.

Kirby was doing his best to keep his eyes open and focus on the road ahead, his chest heaving in and out as his soft grunts of pleasure filled the car.

Thank god for tinted Windows the Canadian thought.

“Fuck baby, getting close” he panted.

He laughed softly as you gave him a thumbs up but it was quickly cut off when he felt your lips back on the head of his cock.

His sounds grow louder as your mouth drops back down, wet mouth moving with hunger as your hand follows right behind with a tight hold.

Kirby doesn’t mean to but he pulls your hair hard enough to guide a moan out of your throat and the simple vibration of your throat is what sends the man over the edge.

“I’m coming.” He chokes out in a warning.

He groans loudly from the pleasure flooding his body his body heaving as you continue to stroke him through his high, only coming back up once you know he’s done coming.

And right as you sit back in your seat he’s pulling into his reserved spot in the parking garage.

“What in the hell was that?” He smiled over at you with a look of shock.

“Couldn’t help myself, you looked too good over there.” You smirked.

He shook his head before moving to tuck himself back into his jeans, getting out of the car he moved to your side and opened the door for you.

Pushing you against the cold doors he dipped his head down he made sure he was eye to eye before speaking up.

“You get a head start, I want you in nothing but your bra and panties when I get up there.” He instructed handing you the keys to the apartment before stepping back.

He laid a swat to your ass and with that you were off and running for the elevator.

Needless to say neither of you got much sleep that night and neither did the neighbors next door.

-

[withwritersblock]

~Masterlist~

Requests are CLOSED Last Edited: 5/3/25

Fluff- ❤︎ Angst-★ Dad Fic- ✿ Spicy (Implied Smut or actual Smut)-✖︎

Luke Hughes Masterlist

Cale Makar

Say Isn't it Strange pt. 1 ❤︎ pt. 2 ★ Lover ❤︎ Dog Days are Over ❤︎ just like heaven ❤︎ Castles Crumbling ★✿ Coconut Perfume❤︎

Nathan Mackinnon

The Fall of Home ❤︎✖︎ I'm Gonna Be (500 Miles) ❤︎ Colorado (For the First Time)★ ❤︎ Fix You ★ ❤︎ Blessed❤︎ Carry On, Carry On❤︎ Love You, Miss You, Mean It★ ❤︎ This is Home - a series Daylight ❤︎ The Day I Knew I Needed You❤︎

Cole Caufield

5 foot 9 ❤︎ When He Sees Me ❤︎ Shadow in the Sun ★✖︎ Break up in the End ★ Half as Good as You ★ Until I Come Home ❤︎✖︎ Be My Forever✿❤︎ Ode to a Conversation Stuck in Your Throat❤︎ Halloween❤︎ Take Your Time❤︎

Kirby Dach

Small Talk ❤︎ ✖︎ Your Needs, My Needs ★ Love You Goodbye ★✖︎ Say Love ❤︎ the boy is mine ❤︎ Please Please Please❤︎ Close to You❤︎

Alex Newhook

To Love Someone ❤︎ Heaven ❤︎ Hey ★✖︎

Nico Hischier

Isn't She Lovely ❤︎✿ because i liked a boy★ think later❤︎✖︎ Hard Sometimes❤︎✿ Oh Well, So What❤︎ Feels Like - a series

Jack Hughes

Espresso ✖︎❤︎ F.Y.B.F pt. 1 ✖︎ pt. 2 ❤︎ Do I Wanna Know? ✖︎ Happier Than Ever ★ No Caller ID ❤︎★ Pt. 2 ❤︎ Teenage Dirtbag❤︎ Hold my Hand❤︎ Back to Friends❤︎★✖︎ Do You Think About Me? ❤︎

Ross Colton

Room for Two ❤︎

Quinn Hughes

Oh! Darling - a series Champagne Problems★ Meant To Be ★ Happily ★ What's It To You ❤︎ Feelslikeimfallinginlove ❤︎ Light my Love ★ Kiwi❤︎ Pt.2 ★✖︎ Blowing Smoke❤︎ Springsteen❤︎ Just You and I❤︎

Ethan Edwards

If You Love Her❤︎

[cuteandhughesy]

Can I request 32 & 39 with Kirby Dach? Maybe it’s friends and feelings get confessed?

prompt no. 32: "did I stutter?" + prompt no. 39: "you're wearing that?"

the smell of sweet candy mixed with a little bit of jasmine floats through the air, sticking to your neck and chest as you spray the perfume against your skin. once you feel like you’ve done enough, you set the small bottle down against the bathroom counter, a dull thud echoing through your apartment.

you’ve always had a weird routine when you’re getting ready for a date. you always shower and wash your hair, even if your hairs clean—a fresh blow out is always superior and has you look your best. while your hair is drying you do your make up, all wrapped up in your fuzzy white robe, and then you dry your hair. before you get dressed, you spray your perfume. you don’t know why, you’ve always just done it that way.

you leave the bathroom and intended to make your way to your closet and pick out something appropriate for dinner. it’s doesn’t help that your date told you nothing about where he’s taking you—leaving your outfits options very limited. you met this guy on a dating app a few days ago. he seemed nice enough and was eager to take you out, so you thought there was no harm in agreeing.

your friend kirby on the the hand, well, he thinks online dating is stupid. three days ago when you texted kirby about your dinner, his response was; ‘seriously? online dating? again?’

and yeah maybe he’s valid in being skeptical. this ain’t your first online date. and you have a track record of ending up with awful guys—guys who talk over you, don’t pay for you meal, say that you look better in your pictures and many more awful things you choose to forget. those dates always end with you on kirby’s doorstep, tears in your eyes while he brings you into a hug.

three heavy knocks sound on your door, halting your steps hallways into your bedroom. is that your date? already? he’s almost 30 minutes early. you look down at your robe, a robe you’re very much naked under, and frown. against your better judgment you make your way down the hall, and towards the door.

“you’re early,” you start, bright smile on your face as you pull open the door, “I wasn’t expecting-what are you doing here?”

it’s kirby on your doorstep, tall and grinning with a tight jaw, dressed in sweats like it’s causal friday at the office or something. “rude.” he scoffs half heartedly before eyeing your attire—or lack there of—of robe and bare feet, toenails painted a deep red that remind him on his jersey.

“I have a date tonight,” you reiterate, slowly, fingers gripping the edge of the door, “remember?”

kirby’s jaw slacks dramatically, brows furrowing as he makes a noise of remembrance. “that was tonight?” he breathes and then gives you a half assed shrug, “my bad.”

“yes,” you huff, “that was tonight.”

“well,” he sighs, clapping his hands together in a soft clap before brushing past your shoulder and walking straight into your apartment. “i’m here now.” he says.

“sure,” you mumble, shutting the door, “come in kirby.”

“gladly.” he reply’s, making himself comfortable on your work out jade green couch. you found it at a thrift store when you moved to montreal four years ago, and it’s been your baby ever since. “so…where is this guys taking you?” kirby questions casually, pulling on a loose thread half attached to a cushion.

you’ve already started walking back down the hall. the date is still happening whether kirby is here or not, and you’re still half naked. “some restaurant,” you tell him from your closet, “he didn’t specify.”

your voice is a little muffled, but you’re not that far away from the living room, so you’re still audible. regardless, kirby stands up and walks towards the hall. he doesn’t go down, but instead leans against the corner. “isn’t that a red flag?” he asks. la little kidnappy, don’t you think?”

“no.”

“really?” he stresses.

“yes, really,” you breathe a laugh, moving hangers as you search through your section of dresses. “what’s up with you?”

“nothing,” kirby says quickly but casually. you can practically feel his shoulders shrug. “it’s just fridays are usually our movies nights.” he mumbles.

“first of all, we did that one time,” you huff, sliding one of your little black dresses off the plastic hanger and slipping your legs through, “second of all, you usually have a game on fridays.”

“a game that if it was tonight you would’ve be able to come to because of some pointless date.”

you roll your eyes, slipping on the dress completely. it’s simple and plain, but also very flattering and appropriate from a dinner date. maybe a little revealing in the bust, but you’re trying to get your food paid for. you leave your room, “it’s not pointless.” you tell kirby, eyes flashing in surprise when you find him not on the couch, but instead at the end of the hall.

you watch his eyes rake over your dress, jaw popping and tightening as he grinds his teeth. his expression gets hazy and you can’t decide what that means. you swallow, suddenly feeling very nervous, shifting between your two feet as kirby’s eyes slowly find yours again.

he swallows roughly. “you’re wearing that?”

you blink. “what?”

“did I stutter?”

you scoff out a laugh, “what’s that supposed to mean?”

kirby shakes his head in disbelief, tonguing the inside of his cheek as he pauses, eyes trained on the ceiling for a beat. “you’re wearing a dress like that to a mysterious restaurant with a guy you’ve never met,” he says firmly, look back to you, “this sounds like the start of every true crime documentary where the naive pretty girl gets murdered.”

“oh my god!” you huff loudly, arms crossing over your chest, “what’s the deal with you tonight?”

“my deal?” he repeats lowly, taking a step down the hallway and closer to you, “my deal is that I don’t want you to meet up with some guy off tinder who will most likely end up hurting your feelings. and then you’ll be on my doorstop—again—crying because you keep going out with pathetic losers who can’t even hold a conversation.”

your face falls, eyes fluttering in shock. kirby sighs gently, running a hand over his flushing face. he knows he said too much, went too far, but his apology dies on his tongue. words stuck in his throat.

“wow.” you huff lowly, arms dropping against your side with a quiet thud.

finally, kirby manages to find his wording, “sorry.”

“no!” you shake your head, “please, keep going. i’d love to hear how naive I am.”

he sighs, “I didn’t mean it like that and you know it .” kirby takes a few steps closer to you, shoulders hunched forward as if he’s nervous. as if he knows he’s done something wrong.

“sorry, I must’ve missed that part. you know, because of how naive I am.” you don’t give him the opportunity to come any closer, brushing past him aggressively as your shoulder rams into his bicep. you walk down the hall and into the kitchen, busying yourself by grabbing you wallet and phone that you’d left charging on the counter.

there’s a text from your date. he’s 5 minutes out. you’re too upset from the conversation with your friend to reply. your skin feels like it’s itchy, and your nose is stinging with emotion. you’re not sure what prompted kirby to say those things, or what made you react the way you did, but now everything feels awkward and messy. and that’s what’s upsetting you the most.

you sigh, grabbing your things and making your way to your front door. kirby can let himself out you think. it’s not your problem. your hand grasps the the chilling metallic knob, fully intending to wait outside and not have to feel kirby’s eyes on you anymore.

“don’t go.”

your pause, fingers flexing around the door knob as kirby’s deep voice echos through your apartment.

you swallow, “i’m sorry?” you question timidly, back still turned to your friend. your breathe catches as you hear his footsteps come closer, his scent and body heat enveloping your body.

“don’t go out with him,” kirby repeats, “don’t go out with anyone.”

you scoff gently, eyes pointed questionably as you release the door knob, spinning on your heels, “who are you to tell me what to do-“

“i’m the guy who likes you for gods sake,” he’s much closer than you expected, practically pushing you against the front door with his chest. you breathe shakily, shoulder blades digging into the wood as you look up at him. his words feel like a rollar coaster drop in your stomach. your lips part, trying to find words, but you come up short.

“I really like you.” he says after a beat, eyes dancing all over your shock riddled face. staring into your glossy eyes, tracing the outline of your lined lips, counting every single freckle and mole across your cheeks. your skin feels hot, your blood pumping so fast that you can feel it.

“kirby.” you breathe, the pads of your fingers just barley brushing the stomach of his hoodie. realistically, he can barley feel your touch through the material, but somehow it feels like fire.

he licks his lip slowly, eyes darting back down to your lips. his hands gently take ahold of your face, holding the weight of your in his calloused, hockey working palms. “please just…don’t go out with him.” kirby mumbles, nose brushing along the bridge of yours in antagonizing strokes. “stay here with me.” it’s not a question this time, it’s a statement, mouth dusting yours with every words he speaks.

and as he encloses your top lip in between his, kissing you with the most tenderness you’ve ever felt, your date is long forgotten.

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(unedited)

[hrtsdevils]

look at me, i feel homesick. | fall to me au

fall to me au | instagram edit

pairing(s): platonic hughes brothers x family friend!reader

a/n this au is interactive so pretty please feel free to send ideas and feedback!! title is based on right now by gracie, and give me ideas for a nickname for reader!! enjoy<3

october 14, 2023

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yourusername a collection of things i severely miss!!! the boys:( and my moosey!!!! weenie and the lake house (look how silly that throwback is on slide 6 i giggle)

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[paladin--strait]

media girl - cole caufield

this is kinda bad but i wanted to get something out there and the idea seemed kinda cute so...

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i take a deep breath, holding the mini mic in my hand as i set it up so all the talking can be heard and recorded. it's my first day as a media girl for the canadiens and i don't think i've ever been this nervous in my whole life. the hallway is silent, except for my racing heartbeat.

i fiddle with the wire that connects the mic to my phone, running it through my nails, but my fidgeting is cut short at the sound of the locker room door creaking open, kirby dach walking into the hallway, putting on his helmet. i see him look up at me as he approaches, he smiles at me, almost like a warm greeting.

i smile softly, holding out my hand in the view of the camera, a tiny, fake baby hand in place of my real one. "nice to meet you..." i say, laughing.

kirby's jaw drops slightly, a laugh escaping his lips as he shakes the fake baby hand. "nice to meet you," he says between laughs, "i'm kirby."

"i'm y/n, new media girl." i say, putting down the hand. he welcomes me to the team and asks me a few more questions, then leaves to go to practice. i take a deep breath, that wasn't so bad. a few minutes later, juraj slafkovsky and nick suzuki walk out together, coming down the hallway.

i wait for them to get to a good distance, smiling nervously. once they make it right in front of me, i poke out the hand, "hi, i'm y/n..."

juraj busts out laughing, immediately shaking the small plastic hand. "juraj." i nod at him, smiling as i move my hand in front of nick.

he takes the plastic hand in his, smiling. "i'm nick, captain for the canadiens."

"nice to meet you both..." i say, putting down the fake hand.

"are you the new media person?" juraj asks, extending a hand to waist height to point at me. i nod and he smiles, "well, welcome to the team. we're happy to have you."

i smile a little wider at his words, saying goodbye as they walk away. barely any time later, out walks kaiden guhle and arber xhekaj, laughing at something. they walk pretty fast down the hallway, and stop when they get to me. arber is the first to speak, "aren't you the new media girl?" he asks, smiling.

i nod, "nice to meet you, i'm y/n." i extend the baby hand, watching as they both laugh and shake the fake hand awkwardly.

kaiden pats my shoulder, a smile on his face. "welcome to the team! how's it going so far?" he asks, buckling his helmet onto his head.

"it's going good, thank you." i smile. "i've already met kirby, juraj, nick, and now you guys." i say, watching as some players walk by us as we talk.

"did they treat you good?" arber asks, raising an eyebrow. "if anyone gives you any trouble, you can come to either of us and we'll handle it." he says, pointing a finger at himself then kaiden, who's nodding.

i nod my head, "everyone seems really nice so far and thank you, i'll remember that." i smile at them, watching as they leave, grabbing their sticks in the next part of the hallway. i wait for a little longer, about to pack up the phone stand when i hear the locker room door open, a cute blond boy walking out, looking down at his helmet as he walks.

he's about halfway down the hallway when he finally looks up, slowing his walk as he makes eye contact with me. he finally makes it to me, a soft smile on his face. "hi, i'm cole, cole caufield." he extends his hand.

i extend the baby hand, smiling. "nice to meet you, cole. i'm y/n, new media girl."

he laughs softly at the baby hand, shaking it with his thumb and pointer finger, smiling. "nice to meet you..." he says, seemingly not being able to stop eye contact with me.

we stand there awkwardly for a bit, making eye contact. "well...i should go to practice now i guess..." he says awkwardly, "i'll talk to you later, y/n?" he starts to walk off backwards, still facing me.

i nod, smiling. but i can't help but laugh when he bumps into the stick rack, knocking them all over with a soft curse. i turn off the camera, putting the baby hand in my pocket and going over to help him, grabbing some sticks and looking at the rack, its organized by player and none of the sticks have names on them. "uhh..."

"it's okay, the other staff can fix those, just set them on the ground." cole laughs softly at my confusion, helping me set them on the ground.

"thanks, cole." i smile up at him. not being able to help myself from looking at the way his hair curls out of his helmet, making me smile a little wider.

"what? is my helmet on weird?" he says, trying to adjust it.

"no, it's perfect." i laugh, "your hair just curls out..." i say, taking a finger and touching the curl, moving my finger with the swoop of the wing of hair coming out from under his helmet.

he laughs, "oh..." he reaches up, feeling to see how bad it is. "is it bad?"

i smile, watching him attempt to fix his hair. the words fly out before i can think, "no, it's cute." and i immediately blush, seeing as his face flushes pink as well.

"uh...thanks..." he smiles at me, "i guess i should really go now...bye y/n!" he waves, turning away and walking out.

"see you around, cole..." i smile and wave, watching at he walks away and out of the hallway. i sigh, looking down at the mess of sticks. i frown, walking away to grab my phone and the rest of the equipment, when i feel a hand on my shoulder.

i turn around, my eyes catching cole's face. "hey...do you maybe want to get coffee after practice?" he asks, taking his hand off my shoulder.

i blush a little, nodding my head with no hesitation. "sure, that sounds great!" i smile. "once i'm done with editing this i'll come and watch you finish up practice, i'll wait for you there."

he smiles, "okay, i'll see you soon!" he says, smiling wide as he jogs down the hallway, leaving me standing there alone in the hallway. i smile wider to myself, what am i getting myself into?

[lfghughes]

Hello luv 💗 May I request a dad!Kirby fic? We all know he is very tall so I think it would be adorable if his wife is on the shorter side and their babygirl gets those genetics. She would almost look comically small when she’s with her father

a/n: to all my kirby peeps, don't worry we got more kirby stuff coming soon

Seeing Kirby become a father was one of the favorite journeys the two of you had taken. It wasn’t exactly planned but when both of you had found out it hadn’t even mattered because both of you were so excited for this. Throughout the whole pregnancy Kirby was one of the most supportive people and once your baby girl was born it was like it had transformed him into the ultimate girl dad.

Now here you were five years later with a mini me and you meant that quite literally, your daughter was a miniature version of you and even though it was possible she would have a growth spurt in her teenage years and end up as tall as her father it was definitely looking more like she was going to take after you and be on the smaller side. Even compared to kids in her school she seemed smaller but she was extremely adorable especially when she stood next to her father.

Right now you watched your husband walking with your little one, her small hand in his giant one, and step right onto the ice. Of course one thing she loved was similar to her fathers likes which was skating around. But it was always funny watching them because Kirby spent most of his time hunched over so he could be closer to his daughters height. “Okay, you are the reason for my future back problems, kid.” He straightened himself out and at the same time lifted her up in his arms.

“Wanna go super fast?” He asked and she immediately nodded her head at him, giving him the okay. You couldn’t help but smile as you heard her giggles fill the whole rink. After a few minutes both of them got their energy out and made their way over to you. Kirby leaned down, pressing a quick kiss to your lips. “And you are the second reason for my future back problems, short stuff."

[avengedearth]

Kirby and Lane share the cutest little moments.

[letsgetrowdy43]

Two days apart—

Kirby Dach x Reader

Request: Kirby dach x "Just one more hug before you leave? please?" and if possible can you do it where the reader is a pilot and has to go on a long trip for a while! <3

“I have to start getting ready to go,” she mumbled against his lips, her hands cupping his cheeks as she pulled away from him to be met with a slight whine. Kirby pulled away, a little pout beginning to form on his lips as his forehead dropped to her shoulder, hands squeezing her hips and he gently bit the soft skin of her neck which elicited a gasp from her, “could I convince you to stay?” “And let me lose my job? No, but I’ll be home in two days,” her voice shaky from the feeling of his breath against her skin as she lifted his face from the crook of her neck to press a gentle kiss to his bearded cheek.

She hopped off of the couch and headed in the direction of their shared room, she dug through her dresser, searching for her trousers as she stripped herself of her sweats and shirt. Kirby walked in behind her, a grin on his face as he watched her slip off her clothes leaving her totally exposed to the room, a grin grew on her face as she found her bra and pants and maneuvered her way around their bed to get to her freshly ironed shirt.

He watched silently, her eyes found his, cheeks heating up as she caught a glimpse of the way his stare raked over her silhouette. he continued admiring the little concentrated frown on her face as she tried tondo up the buttons of her dress shirt.

Her eyes found his again as she failed to do up her shirt, a look of pleading on her expression as he smiled softly and walked over to be face-to-face with her. He admired her a little, gaze raking up and down her figure, smirk growing as his thumb swiped over the swell of her breast, her stare grew from loving to pointed as he laughed and began doing up her shirt before pressing a kiss to her lips.

“Stop being romantic and cute,” she mumbled as he pressed a kiss to her collarbone, continuing to do the buttons up to the top, then pressing a kiss to the apple of her cheek, and then her lips before his hand dipped down to find her ass, “I need to be out the door in twenty," “All I need is five minutes,” he pressed another kiss to her jaw. “You’re a freak,” she laughed and kissed him once again before pulling him in the direction of the bathroom.

He sat on the bathroom countertop and watched as she stared at her own complexion in the mirror, gazing with slight intensity, brows furrowed as she pinned her hair up to the most perfect bun, her eyes wandering over to the man watching with love in his eyes. Kirby watched her with adoration as her fingers made quick for of blending in her makeup, blush adorning her cheeks as she looked to her boyfriend for approval, she was met with a hum and a nod as he reached his hand out to run of thumb over the plump of her bottom lip, leaning forward to kiss her gently

She leaned into his touch, and with a soft sigh, he pulled her closer, their embrace a gentle reminder of the time passing by. In each other's arms, they lingered in that tender embrace, as her cherry balm covered lips pressed into his cheek once again.

she looked at her watch, eyes rolling as she pulled away once again, "I need to leave," she whispered into his chest his his grasp on her grew and then let up for her to make her way to their room to grab her bags and coat.

He watched her as she zipped up her coat, and scarf wrapped around her neck as she searched her pockets for her clearance badge and keys. She glanced up at him again, a small frown on his face as she stood in front of him ready to go, "it's only two days and then I'm back, and we have all weekend together before you have to go," she whispered as he nodded. "Too long, way too long to be away from you," he said as she smiled at his whiney tone.

The departure loomed over them like a shadow as she awkwardly waited in the doorway, not too sure of how to say goodbye. "Just one more hug before you leave? please?" he asked, cheeks heating up as she wrapped her arms around him, face buried in his chest as she squished her against his chest and swayed that back and forth. she pulled away first, her hands finding the sides of his face as she pushed herself up on her tiptoes to press a gentle kiss to his lips, melting into his touch as he pulled away to just hold her for a second longer.

"This feels so dramatic," she mumbled into his chest. "Not dramatic, I'm gonna be so lonely." "It's only two nights," she laughed Kirby couldn't help but chuckle softly at her reassurance, though his heart still ached at the thought of her leaving. "I know, but two nights without you feels like an eternity," he admitted with a sigh, his arms tightening around her as if trying to hold onto her presence just a little while longer.

She smiled tenderly at him, brushing her fingers gently against his cheek as she pulled away and collected her things, "I promise I'll be back before you know it." I'll be counting down the minutes until you return," he murmured, pressing a final kiss to her forehead before she headed into the hallway, a sense of longing filled his chest as the door shut behind her.

Two days, that's all, two days and she would be back in his arms

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I've never actually written for Kirby before, I made him a bit softer than he probably is, but I thought this was kind of cute :)))