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i’m still working on my celly blurbs, promise!

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“HOLDING HANDS UNDER THE TABLE” prompt with jess mariano please and thank u 🫶

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this is the first thing i've ever written for jess, so i you enjoy besties <3 also, i am a lorelei and rory stan, so if you aren't or want to say anything mean, say it to a wall.

"holding hands under the table." (from this prompt list)

when you and jess got together, you wanted to keep it on the dl. well, he wanted to keep it on the dl. although you weren’t best friends with rory gilmore, you were kind of friends and he didn’t want to create any animosity between you, so you decided to not tell anyone about it.

before school, you would meet in the back parking lot where no one ever was. jess brought a surprise pastry to share and a cup of hot chocolate while you brought a new book.

"on the menu today, vanilla scones with lemon icing."

"ooh, luke's getting fancy." you teased.

"i'm pretty sure he bought them."

"then disregard what i said."

"and what book did you bring today?"

"kirk told me i had amazing taste when i bought the book."

"kirk told you that? why would kirk be working at the bookstore?"

"who knows? i've learned to stop questioning kirk." you handed it over to him.

"really?" you shrugged, "i am not reading this."

"oh, you're boring. come on, it's a good book." you insisted. he opened his mouth to argue when the bell rang, "are you actually going to come to class today?"

"i don't know, i kind of like hearing you recite everything back to me." you playfully shoved his head and grabbed your stuff, "i'm kidding. we'll see. i have some stuff to do before."

"what could you possibly be doing right now?"

"stuff." he responded, "i'll see you later. promise i'll be there."

"you better." he leaned down and kissed your forehead before he was on his way, "i'm holding you to it, mariano." he gave you a thumbs up.

true to his word, jess walked into class as if he hadn't missed the majority if the day, "you know, when you said you had some stuff to do, i didn't think it would take all day."

"you'll be happy to know i got you something." he produced a flower he had definitely picked from the garden on the way to school.

"awh, that's sweet." you cooed, "how much do we owe taylor for it?"

"he won't even know it's missing." jess rolled his eyes, leaning back in his chair then grabbing your hand and holding it in his lap under the table, "i got you something else too, but that'll have to wait till later."

"ooh."

"not like that." he rolled his eyes, "a cd."

"cd? jess mariano, you are spoiling me." you smiled.

"anything to see you smile." he gave you a sarcastic smile.

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ilyasorokinn · 1 year

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hopefully i’m not too late but can you do 24. "mcDonald's is open, wanna go get some chicken nuggets?" "it's 3 in the morning." "and?" "let's go." from the general fluff prompts with joey b also congrats on 2.5k <3

3AM CHICKEN NUGGET RUNS

haven't written for levi and his family in a while, so here's a little something for them :)

24. "mcdonalds is open, wanna go get some chicken nuggets?" "it's 3 in the morning." "and?" "let's go." (from this prompt list)

"LIFE WITH THE BURROWS" SERIES MASTERLIST

tw: pregnancy

you had been tossing and turning for almost an hour. it wasn't long, but it was enough for joe to wake up, "are you hungry?" you hummed, "all right, what do you want?"

you picked your head up and squinted at him in the dark, "mcdonalds is open, wanna go get some chicken nuggets?"

"it's 3 in the morning." he pointed out.

"and?" you tilted your head to the side.

he hesitated before throwing the covers off, "let's go." he quickly made his way over to your side and helped you out. he helped you down the situated and got you situated in the car.

"can we bring monty?"

"sure." he called your dog, who had woken up to all the commotion. monty followed the sound of joe's voice and trotted into the garage.

monty hopped into the backseat, but climbed his way into the front, settling in your lap, leaning his head on your belly, and looking up at you tiredly.

you smiled, petting him, "ready for some chicken?" joe asked, getting into the driver's side and looking up the directions.

you hummed, "i think baby b is excited too." you pressed a hand to where you felt the kick. joe smiled, reaching over and placing his hand where your hand was.

"still weird."

"feels weird." you smiled.

he finally pulled into the drive-through of the 24-hour mcdonalds, ordering you whatever you wanted. when he pulled up to pay and grab the food, the cashier working looked ready to pass out.

"joe burrow?"

"what's up." joe laughed. joe paid, got the food, and made sure to take a picture with the staff. he pulled into a parking spot down the street and you both sat in silence, eating your food.

"do you think it's crazy that there's a human inside me?" you asked.

he turned to look over at you, a raised brow, "sometimes."

"sometimes, when?"

"when they kick or that one time they had hiccups? that was crazy."

"it was a little freaky." you laughed.

"but i'm excited."

"me, too." you smiled, reaching over and squeezing his hand.

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ilyasorokinn · 1 year

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Hey ! Please write "SAYING I LOVE YOU BEFORE LEAVING TO WORK??" With Sidney Crosby ! Congrats on 2.5k !!!

WORK SENDOFF

thank you to whoever requested this, you are so slay! and thank you to everyone else who sent things in for my celly! i know this took a while (like 2 months), but with that, this is the last blurb in the celly. i love you all and appreciate you all so much. *muah* <3

"SAYING I LOVE YOU BEFORE LEAVING FOR WORK" (from this prompt list)

when you woke up, sidney was already up, which wasn't anything out of the ordinary. he was a guy who loved his routine and he stuck to that routine, even on vacation he didn't stray from it.

you made your side of the bed, rubbing your eyes and heading to the bathroom. after getting ready, you made your way into the kitchen and saw a note on the counter in sidney's chicken scratch letting you knew where he was.

you made your breakfast, eating in silence and on the verge of falling asleep. you didn't even open your eyes when the door unlocked or when your dog rushed down the hallway to greet sidney.

"hi, stan." sidney greeted the dog quickly before making his way into the kitchen and seeing you, "good morning." you didn't respond, still too close to falling asleep, "do you need help eating your toast?" you sighed and opened your eyes.

"it's too early for this, sidney. i don't want to do this anymore." you whined, "i girlbossed too close to the sun."

"okay, i don't know what that means, but i do know you love your job. you love it."

"i do love it. i hate this part. it's too early." you dropped your head on his shoulder.

"come on, i'll make you breakfast." he kissed your head and made his way over to the fridge.

after breakfast, you were a little more awake but were still tired. so, sidney poured you your to-go cup of coffee and stood back as you slowly packed your bags.

you turned back to him and hugged him, "goodbye, dear husband. i'm leaving now." you spoke dramatically.

"goodbye, dear wife. i will see you in a few hours." he smiled, kissing the top of your head.

"i love you." you pulled away and looked up at him.

"i love you, too." he leaned down and kissed you softly, "i'll see you later."

"see you later." you pulled away and gathered your things, saying goodbye to stan, then making your way out to your car. sidney followed you and watched you from the doorway, waving you off like he did every morning.

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short and sweet, but i hope you enjoyed this little celly and this blurb. again, i love you all so much *muah*

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ilyasorokinn · 1 year

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When I tell you I ran to your asks lol.....Alex Newhook's younger sister reacting to her bf, matt boldy, fight Bowen Byram l

BYRAM VS. BOLDY

here's the fight, if you want to check it out.

"YOU AND I" SERIES MASTERLIST

tw: fighting

you watched matt fix his hair in the bathroom mirror as you sat on the sink next to him, his tie in your hands. he finally turned to you when he was finished and stepped in between your legs so you could tie it for him.

"just don't be too hard." you told him, "on alex." you straightened it and smoothed it down.

"it's kind of my job."

"please? for me? go after like byram or something." you were joking.

"all right, i'll target someone else." he joked along.

"ooh, maybe shove rantanen a little," you suggested.

"yeah, i don't have a death wish." you laughed, "i'm serious. if i went after him, i think the entire team would beat me up."

"all right, not him either. in fact, don't fight anyone tonight." you patted his shoulders.

"i'll try my best."

clearly, he didn't try hard enough.

a little more than halfway into the first period, matt got knocked down by byram. matt snapped back up and the two squared up.

you jumped up with the rest of the arena. while everyone was cheering, you were watching nervously. byram got a few good hits in, but matt got more in and byram fell backward, matt on top of him, which was when the refs pulled them apart.

the crowd cheered as the two guys were led off to their boxes. the game continued but you couldn't stop replaying the fight in your head, "he's fine." one of the girls placed a comforting hand on your shoulder.

"i know, but i joked about him going after byram earlier, and i think it's karma or something."

she laughed, "i don't think so. byram laid that hit on him. he didn't instigate the hit or anything." she reassured.

"i know." you sighed, "don't mind me. i'll get over it."

"you're allowed to be worried." she reminded you, "but you really didn't cause that fight. and if it's any consolation, matt kind of won."

"he did, didn't he." you chuckled.

after the game, you were standing by yourself, not because you were excluded, but because you were nervous and when you got like that, everyone knew to leave you alone.

eventually, the guys all came out and greeted their partners. matt came out and immediately hugged you, "when i said go after byram, i was joking."

he shook his head, "i didn't instigate anything. he hit me, i defended myself." he shrugged.

"i know you're supposed to fight, but i swear to god, every time i think i lose time off my life."

"i'm sorry." he kissed the top of your head, "you can send him a flower arrangement later, but right now, i want to go home and sleep."

in another room in the arena, byram was, funnily enough, sitting with alex, doing media, "alex, i know your sister is dating boldy. did she send you a text of anything after the fight?" both bo and alex laughed.

"she didn't send me anything, but during intermission, bo checked his phone and saw a text from her saying she was sorry. it was really funny, actually."

"does she normally do this?"

"no, but bo is a friend. we've had him over for dinner a couple times, so they're friends."

"that's funny." everyone shared a laugh.

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ilyasorokinn · 1 year

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can i request "drunk dancing" with swayman?

POST CLINCH CELLY

this is my first sway anything, so i really hope you all enjoy cause i think he's so slay and i love him sm <3

"drunk dancing" (from this prompt list)

tw: alcohol consumption (all legal)

the bruins clinched, so obviously the only right thing to do was celebrate. and celebrate you did. well, you didn't, but you watched jeremy celebrate.

he deserved to celebrate and be celebrated, so you watched from the booth with a few other girls as everyone else danced drunkenly on the dance floor.

jeremy was a protector, so every so often, he would look back at you every once in a while and when he found you, he would wave to you like a kid on a merry-go-round waving to their parents every time they went around.

it would warm your heart as you waved back every time.

he eventually stumbled over to you, slurring apologies to the people he bumped into, before landing in your lap, "hi." a smile easily found it's way onto his face.

"hi, honey." you reached for the water pitcher that wasn't getting very much attention and poured him a glass, "can you drink this for me?"

he took the glass and drank it down, then looked to you, "will you dance with me?"

"i don't think that's a good idea, jer."

"why not? you love this song, don't you?"

you smiled at the confused look on his face, "jeremy, if we tried to dance right now, i think we'd end up flat on our faces because you are so drunk, i don't think you can stand up straight."

"i can stand up just fine." he quickly stood up, stumbled a bit, then caught himself and stood up straight, "see!" he exclaimed.

"all right, maybe. but just one song." you held out your pinky.

"one song." he linked his pinky with you, then set the drink in your hand down then grabbed your hand, and led you onto the dance floor. he spun you around a couple times and sang along to the song, making you laugh.

"are you having fun?" you asked, reaching up and brushing back some of his hair, as a means to tame it.

"yeah." he nodded, leaning into your touch, "we're going to the stanley cup." he giggled. full on giggled.

"yeah, you are." you smiled back, "i'm so proud of you, jer." you leaned your head on his shoulder.

"you and me. couldn't be here without you."

"whatever you say." you hummed.

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ilyasorokinn · 1 year

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for your celly can i request number 14 ("i've been looking for my hoodie-" "my hoodie, you mean." ) from the general fluffy dialogue list with anthony beauvillier ?

CHANGE OF NAME

this is the first time i've had to tag vancouver for tito and i want to cry. also, this one is a little short, but it's good. i promise.

14. "i've been looking for my hoodie-" "my hoodie, you mean." (from this prompt list)

you were laying on anthony's couch, waiting for him to get home. the power went out at your apartment, so you and your roommate frantically had to find someplace to stay while they worked on the power.

your roommate went to stay with her partner, so you went over to anthony's and made yourself right at home. your cat, chowder, who was really your's and anthony's child, hopped onto the couch and looked at you confused.

"i know, he should be here soon." you caressed her head.

he must've sensed you were talking about him because not even a minute later, you heard his keys in the door. chowder, ever the loving child, jumped off the couch and pranced off to greet her father.

"hi, clammy." you heard anthony greet in the voice reserved specifically for your cat, "i didn't know you guys would be here." anthony looked up, and he froze when he saw what you were wearing.

"we wanted to surprise you." you shrugged, rising up to the tops of your toes to wrap your arms around his shoulders.

"you know, i've been looking for my hoodie-"

"my hoodie." you cut him off.

"your hoodie? huh, did you change your last name recently? i must've missed the part where you changed your last name to "beauvillier"." he joked, a smile on his face, showing that he wasn't actually too upset over losing the hoodie.

you rolled your eyes, "anyway," you changed the subject, "power went out, so we're here. don't know when it'll be back on, so looks like you're stuck with us for a while."

"won't hear me complaining." he smiled.

"awesome." you smiled.

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ilyasorokinn · 1 year

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Congrats on 2.5k! I'm sorry I never realized I hadn't been following you!

Could you do William Nylander + 14. "i've been looking for my hoodie-" "my hoodie, you mean."?

Thanks so much and congratulations again!!

THE HOODIE DEBACLE

thank you bestie! you're so sweet!

14. "i've been looking for my hoodie-" "my hoodie, you mean." (from this prompt list)

for weeks, will had been trying to find a specific hoodie. it was one of his favorites and he wore it often, but one day, it just disappeared out of thin air. it was strange.

he decided to push it to the back of his mind and keep his eye out for it. he was getting ready for the game, fixing his watch as pablo sat in front of him.

"what? you want a snack?" pablo perked up at that.

"all right, i'll finish getting ready." he grabbed his jacket and slipped the chain over his neck.

he made his way out to the kitchen where you were already giving your other dog, simon, treats, "you want a treat, too, pablo?" pablo rushed up to you and sat patiently for his treat.

"good boy." you cooed, bending down and scratching his head before doing the same to simon.

will froze when he saw what you were wearing, "hey!" you looked up, startled by his exclamation.

"what? what is it?"

"you stole it!"

"stole what?" you asked.

"my hoodie. i've been looking for my hoodie-"

"my hoodie, you mean." you cut him off.

"no, it's mine." he corrected.

"what's yours is mine and what's mine is mine," you told him.

will shook his head, "where did you hear that?"

"the bible," you stated.

"you're funny, but i don't think that's the saying."

"well, we must've ready different bibles 'cause that's what mine said." you shrugged, turning your attention back to the dogs.

"y/n, that is my hoodie." he reminded.

"fine, when it stops smelling like you, then i'll give it back."

"and when will that be?"

"i don't know, i can't tell the future." he sighed.

"whatever. i'll see you later tonight."

"i'll be the one with your last name on my back." you smiled.

"love you, crazy."

"love you, too." you called after him.

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ilyasorokinn · 1 year

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hi taylor!!! congrats on 2.5k followers 🫶🏼

hmm, could i request "lazy kisses that dont even count as kisses but you could live in that moment forever because LOVE" with Justin Herbert? thank you :)

THE DOMESTIC LIFE

this is the first thing i've ever written for justin, so hope you all enjoy :) also this is really cheesy, so that's a warning

"lazy kisses that don't even count as kisses but you could live in that moment forever because LOVE" (from this prompt list)

practice, for some reason, was always so early in the morning that the sun was barely up. they must've hated you because whenever that stupid alarm rang, justin was up and at 'em.

his alarm went off at 7:30, and instead of hitting snooze like a normal person, he hit stop and got out of bed, and got ready for the day.

today was no different. his alarm went off early and he shut it off and made his way into the bathroom. he was practically a pro at getting ready in the dark.

he brushed his teeth and washed his face with a cleanser (something you taught him because his 3-1 was not doing it) before getting dressed, again, in the dark.

his bag had been packed the night before so all that was left to do was feed the cat and say goodbye to you. he fed your cat (who was really your child) and then climbed back into bed with you.

that was always how he would say goodbye. he would climb into bed with you and give you one last cuddle before he was off. he wrapped his arms around you and pressed gentle kisses against your shoulder.

"y/n..." he whispered. you groaned, turning your head away from him, "i just wanted to say bye before i go."

"too early." he heard you say through the muffled pillow.

"i know, but i gotta go, i just wanted to say goodbye and i love you." he kissed your shoulder again.

"i love you, too." you finally turned your head around to see him, "too early," you whined.

"i know, you can go back to sleep after i leave."

"won't be able to." you sighed.

"i'm sorry." he caressed your hair, "but i'll be back later and we can go to that new place you told me about last week."

"really? you hate all the tiktok recommendations though."

"i read the reviews on the plane after you told me about it." he shrugged.

you smiled, "i love you." you repeated.

"i love you, too." he leaned down, his forehead against yours.

"did you wash your face this morning?" you asked, reaching up to feel his face.

"yes, i did, you weirdo." he laughed, dodging your hand.

"skincare is important." you reminded him. he leaned back down.

you sighed happily, closing your eyes. you both knew he had to leave soon, but you didn't want to move. it was comfortable.

"can you pick up cat food on your way home?" you asked out of the blue, opening your eyes and meeting his.

he hummed, "anything else?"

you shook your head. he raised a brow, "fine. some kit kats?"

"that's better." he nodded with a laugh, "i'll be home in a few hours. maybe you can finally build that shelf that's been sitting in the garage for the past month."

"too heavy." you shook your head.

"i'll bring it in before i leave."

"okay, we'll see." you nodded. you sunk back into the pillows while he pushed himself up, leaning over you. your lips barely touched but you could feel his lips grazing yours. neither of you moved any closer, not wanting to ruin the moment.

eventually, justin's alarm telling him he had to go rang, and you frowned, "i gotta go, but i'll bring in the shelf. i'll see you later." he finally pressed his lips to your's before he was gone.

"i love you!" you yelled after him.

"i love you, too." he hollered back.

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ilyasorokinn · 1 year

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2/3 req: jimmy garoppolo - "i think i'm gonna fail this test-" "it's okay, you pass in my heart." "that means nothing." <- this is so fucking funny I cannot wait to see what you do with this

TO PASS OR TO FAIL

tagging vegas in the tags hurt a lot, but i hope he slays cause he deserves it, and if you disagree, argue with a wall cause idc.

10. "i think i'm gonna fail this test-" "it's okay, you pass in my heart." "that means nothing." (from this prompt list)

tw: mentions of throwing up (but no throwing up)

you were embarrassed to admit you didn't have your driver's license. you just didn't need it. you had friends who drove and jimmy drove, so you took advantage of that.

"i think i'm gonna throw up." you bent down, shoving your head between your knees and breathing.

"oh, come on, you're gonna do great! you've studied every book in the history of the dmv. you've taken all the tests, all the quizzes, and passed them all. you're gonna be fine." he reached over and gave your hand a reassuring squeeze.

"james, i think i'm gonna fail this test-"

"you're gonna be fine." he laughed at the use of his first name, "it's okay, you pass in my heart."

"that literally means nothing to me." you glared up at him.

"all right, shutting up now." he raised his hands in surrender and turned his attention back to the road.

he pulled into the dmv lot, and you felt your heart pick up, "i think i'm having a heart attack, is this what a heart attack feels like?" you put a hand to your chest, feeling your heart begin to beat erratically.

"you aren't having a heart attack," jimmy stated.

"how do you know that? have you had one?"

"no, but i'm pretty sure you wouldn't be able to talk as coherently as you are right now."

"fair enough." you nodded.

"look, you're gonna go in there, you're gonna wait in that ridiculously long line, and you are gonna take that test and pass it, then you're gonna walk out here and we're gonna go get some celebratory in-n -out."

"and if i don't pass?"

"then we'll go home without in-n-out." he shrugged.

"you're not helping." you pushed his shoulder and grabbed your paperwork before heading towards the front door.

"i love you!" he called out.

jimmy waited in the car for what felt like hours, but when you finally walked out, he perked up. you opened the door, not saying anything, "so? did you pass? did you fail?"

you looked up at him, an unreadable expression on your face before you broke out into a smile, "i passed!" you exclaimed.

"yes!" he jumped out of his seat and wrapped his arms around you in a big hug, "i knew you could do it!"

"well, you were an okay teacher." you joked.

"okay?! i was an amazing teacher! the best-"

"all right, whatever you say, now let's go get in-n-out."

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ilyasorokinn · 1 year

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taylor!!!! congrats on 2.5k!!!!!! wooooo!!!🎉🎉

okay so i watched the top guns and fell in love so for a celebration request i was maybe thinking a Bradley Bradshaw (the fact that they named him that oml 💀) with the prompt “Why does it sound like you’re saying goodbye?” but with some fluff in there to not shatter my heart maybe? (if not that’s chill, break my heart). thank you and happy writing!!!

NOT GOODBYE

well, i'm happy to be of service. i too watched top gun and fell in love. also, no angst here, all fluff :)

1. "why does it sound like you're saying goodbye?" (from this prompt list, angst)

you and bradley were... something. you weren't sure, but whatever it was, it was pretty new. you knew what he did and knew that he could be called away at any given moment.

bradley had gotten a phone call a couple hours after you had left for work. he had been wracking his brain and trying to figure out a way to tell you.

on the way to your work, he made sure to pick up a bouquet of flowers and some sushi, which was your favorite. he walked into the hospital and looked around.

usually, he would see you at the nurse's station, but when he didn't, he walked up to the front desk, "do you know where nurse y/l/n is?"

"i'll page her." the man smiled, and paged you. within moments, you were walking down the hall.

when you saw bradley standing at the desk, your smile brightened, "what're you doing here, chicken-man?" you joked, and he rolled his eyes.

you leaned up and looped your arms around his neck, "can't i just visit you at work?" you led him to the garden in the hospital where you had more privacy.

"no, 'cause you're usually at work, too." you raised a brow, "so, why're you here?" you sat down on a bench, following him with your eyes as he sat down next to you.

"well, i have some news."

"what kind of news?" you tilted your head to the side.

"will you let me finish, woman?" he poked a finger into your side, causing you to squeal.

"sorry, you're making me anxious."

"i got a call this morning. nothing bad, but i leave in two days."

"leave where?"

"can't say."

"are you serious?" your face fell and his heart broke.

"yeah, i'm sorry."

"two days? isn't there like some kind of two-week notice, they're supposed to do?"

"i don't think that's how it works."

"well, that's how it should work," you commented.

"i just wanted to let you know."

"okay, that just means we'll be attached at the hip for the next two days." you softly punched his shoulder.

over the next two days, you and Bradley did spend the entire time together. you spent it doing whatever you wanted.

but when those two days were up, it was finally time to say goodbye to bradley. you were standing in the entryway of his apartment. your arms were wrapped around his neck and his were around your waist.

he was dressed in khaki uniform, which was strange because on the night you first met him, with all of his colleagues, all of them were wearing their khaki uniforms but bradley wasn't. he was in his silly hawaiian shirt and jeans.

"don't fly too high."

"that's kind of my job." he laughed.

"just don't like burst into flames 'cause you're flying too close to the sun."

"i won't." he shook his head.

you sniffled and pulled away, "i really like you, so don't go dying on me."

"i'll try my hardest." he smiled, leaning down and kissing your forehead.

"do you know when you'll be back?"

"i don't, but when i do, you're my first call."

"why does it sound like you're saying goodbye?"

"i'm not." he laughed, wrapping you in a hug again, "i promise." he kissed your head again, "i really like you, too, and i'll see you soon."

"see you soon." a horn honked outside, and you sighed, pulling away. bradley picked up his bags and kissed you again.

"don't miss me too much." he smirked.

"leave now, bradshaw." you laughed, pushing him out the door jokingly.

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ilyasorokinn · 1 year

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CONGRATS!! 🎉

I would like to request Number 5 from general fluff prompts with Jack Quinn!!

Once again congrats!!

THE PERFECT TEACHER

thank you so much bestie!

5. "shh that's just what you think." "no, i'm pretty sure it's what i know." (from this prompt list)

your brothers played hockey professionally, your boyfriend played hockey professionally, and yet you couldn't skate.

to be fair, you did try when you were younger but broke your arm, on a completely unrelated skating activity, and all the memories relate to the broken arm you got.

"jack, i don't like this. i change my mind." you looked around at the empty ice rink as jack tied your skates.

"shh that's just what you think." he tried to reassure you.

"no, i'm pretty sure it's what i know." you breathed heavily as he finished. he helped you up and walked you over the ice.

he stepped onto the ice and turned around to get you on too, but to his surprise, you were walking away as quickly as you could on skates, "really?" he got off the ice and caught up to you, "let's go. you can't get out of this."

"and what if i no longer consent to do this?"

"i know somewhere inside you, you want to learn to skate. you want to get over your fear."

"darn you for knowing me so well." you sighed, letting him lead you back to the ice.

he got onto the ice then turned around and helped you onto the ice, "all right, i gotchu, don't worry."

"jack, this is already giving me flashbacks." you panicked, gripping his hands a little tighter.

"all right, i talked to tommer, and he said you broke your arm on the stairs after skating."

"i can still get flashbacks! it wasn't a very fun time." you weren't even moving. you were standing at the entrance of the rink.

"come on, you got it. you've made it this far already. just one lap, then we can stop and get off and go get some of those weird gummies you like."

"they're not weird, you're just a hater." you shot him a playful glare, but squeezed his hands, "all right, deal." he skated backward slowly, his hands never leaving yours, as you went around the rink at a very slow pace.

you finally got to the other side, and when you did, you felt lighter. something had changed, and your severe fear didn't feel so severe, "that wasn't too bad."

"really?" jack perked up, "does that mean you want to do it again?"

"i didn't say that. but maybe, in the future, we can do more."

"all right, i can do that." he nodded, with a smile on his face.

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ilyasorokinn · 1 year

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Congrats on 2.5k! Can you please write "gentle ear rubs because person b knows person a loves them" with Freddie Andersen ? I'm a sucker for domestic scenarios ! Thank you!

STUPID OSCAR HARRISON

"gentle ear rubs because person b knows person a loves them." (from this prompt list)

"ANDERSEN ADVENTURES" SERIES MASTERLIST

tw: kids/children

freddie felt like his head was going to explode. he now had even more love and respect for you than he did before. you were sick so he was taking care of both alma and elias.

he was a good father, there was no doubt, but alma was in her clingy stage and only wanted to be held by you and elias was in his curious stage so he was always off making explosions or digging something up in the backyard.

jasper eased his nerves as he lay by your side, playing the role of protector.

with alma and elias distracted with a movie in the living room, freddie snuck up to your bedroom where you were passed out asleep. the bags under your eyes from the lack of sleep were becoming more evident, so he did his best to stay quiet.

jasper whined when he saw the door open. he looked up, but when he saw who it was, he put his head back down on your stomach, keeping watch on you.

freddie carefully got into bed next to you and cupped your cheek, caressing your cheek softly. you mumbled and shuffled but didn't wake up.

he watched you sleep peacefully for almost half an hour, checking the baby monitor in the living room to make sure elias and alma were both okay every so often.

you woke up to a coughing fit, which startled both jasper and freddie. once you were done hacking up a lung, you laid back down and sighed, "is there anything i can get you?"

"drugs." you responded, "it was little oscar harrison who got me sick, i know it."

"the little kid in eli's school?"

"eli said he was coughing during storytime that one time. i picked him up and eli let oscar borrow his toy."

"and he got you sick?"

"yes! that's the only explanation!" you told him loudly, leaving more coughing.

"all right, let's just lay back down. i know, it's all oscar's fault that you're sick." freddie nodded in agreement, helping you lay back down.

you laid back down and frowned, "i hate being sick."

"i know." he sighed, cupping your neck and rubbing the spot behind your ear. you sighed happily, "go back to sleep. i'll bring up some soup later."

"thank you, fred." you smiled, yawning then closing your eyes.

"i love you." he whispered, leaning down and kissing your forehead before grabbing his phone, giving jasper one last scratch, then heading down to the living room to finish the movie with elias and alma.

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can i request anything with kooch-man? literally anything? thanks! <3

ONE WEEK

this was inspired by this tiktok i saw, so that's that. also, this is dedicated to bestie @pyotrkochetkov because i love everything you do and you're so slay. plus, you love pyotr too, so it felt right. hope katie and everyone else enjoys :)

pyotr got the call that he had been recalled and sent up to the play with the canes in the middle of a date. so, you grabbed the waitress, got your check and rushed home.

you watched him from the bed as he packed all his things quickly and frantically. he almost looked like a headless chicken, "is that everything?" he asked, looking up at you.

"did you get your suit shoes?" he nodded, "regular shoes?" he nodded again, "all right, i think you're all good." you plastered on a smile that he could see right through.

"one week. come on, we can do it." he made his way over to you and hugged you, "then we'll see each other, and you'll get to see me start!" he exclaimed happily.

"i know, my ticket has already been purchased, but a week is a long time." you frowned. with raanta injured and out, pyotr was, obviously, called up but wasn't scheduled to start for another week.

"a week's nothing." before you moved to chicago, you and pyotr were doing long distance and often went months without seeing each other but long distance is never easy.

you pulled away and flashed him another smile, "we should get going, or else you're gonna miss your flight." you grabbed your keys and made your way out to the car, leaving pyotr to carry his bags and load them into the car.

the entire drive to the airport, he kept his eye on you. you looked sad and he couldn't blame you. he was sad himself.

when you pulled up to the curb, neither of you moved. you just sat there, "we got this." he repeated, squeezing your hand.

"i know. we got this." you nodded, before getting out and popping the trunk.

he met you in the back and you both unloaded his bags before stepping onto the curb in front of the airport door.

"i'll see you really soon," he told you, cupping your face in his hands.

"i know." you smiled sadly, "i'm gonna miss you."

"i'm gonna miss you, too," he mumbled, almost folding in half so he could shove his face into your neck.

"i'm so proud of you." you kissed the side of his head, "so proud."

you felt him smile into your neck, "wouldn't be here without you."

"well, i think you still could've gotten here, but i'll take some of the credit." you joked, pulling him away so you could cup his face, "i love you. so much."

"i love you, too." he leaned down and kissed you and when you pulled away, he kissed you again, then kissed all around your face, making you laugh.

"all right, i get it." you pushed him away, which made him laugh, "see you in a week."

"one week. i'll be at the airport for you," he told you, slinging his backpack over his shoulder, pulling up the handle of his suitcase then slinging his stick bag over his shoulder.

"i love you!" you called after him.

"i love you, too!" he waved and blew you another kiss.

a week and a couple days later, you landed in carolina and were walking towards baggage claim to get your bag when you spotted a familiar face with your suitcase and a single piece of paper with your name neatly on it.

you quickened your pace before you were in front of him, and you jumped into his arms, "i missed you so much, p."

"missed you, too." he squeezed you a little.

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ilyasorokinn · 1 year

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Okay last one but Ryan Graves and tracing tattoos from the gentle prompts

Ily 💜

BEHIND THE TATTOO

thank you for all the ones you sent in bestie! this one is a little short, so my apologies.

"tracing tattoos" (from this prompt list)

"what's the story about this one?" ryan asked, tracing one of the tattoos on your upper arm.

"it's a butterfly. doesn't really mean anything. i thought it was since." you shrugged.

"aren't tattoos supposed to mean something?" he chuckled.

"not always. lots of tattoos i have don't mean anything. i just liked them."

"okay, what about this one?" he ran his finger over a cowboy hat on your wrist.

"for a taylor swift song," you answered.

"right, cowboy like me, right?"

"gold star for mr. graves." you joked.

"what about this one?" he asked. this went on for a while. you pointed to a tattoo, and you would give him the story behind it and he would listen to it, no matter how minuscule it was.

"what if we got matching tattoos?" he asked after he had gone through every tattoo.

"what if we break up?"

"are you planning on breaking up with me?"

"that's not the point, ryan."

"all right, fine. what if we got different tattoos together?" you thought about it, "i know you've been eyeing that little bumblebee." he nudged you.

"fine, but if we break up, i'm gonna blame you for this stupid tattoo."

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ilyasorokinn · 1 year

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hi!! congrats on 2.5k!

could i request the prompt "lazy kisses that dont even count as kisses but you could live in that moment forever because LOVE" from the gentle prompt list with nathan mackinnon please? thank you!

SHOT GLASSES

thank you love!

"lazy kisses that dont even count as kisses but you could live in that moment forever because LOVE" (from this prompt list)

when nathan got home, all the lights were out and everything was quiet. so quiet, you could almost hear a pin drop if not for the ice machine making noise.

he set his bags down and greeted your dog and cat before making his way up the stairs as quietly as he could, but his dress shoes were loud and both pets were following him.

when he made it to the bedroom, you were slowly waking up, "darn." he muttered, "was trying not to wake you up." he stripped off his suit jacket before sitting down on the bed next to you.

he was practically falling off the bed, but he didn't care, "get quieter shoes." you advised.

"yeah, i'll be sure to add it to my shopping list." he playfully rolled his eyes.

"why're you so late? you said you'd be home hours ago."

"weather delays here, you know. and plus, i had to pick something up."

"what?" you raised a brow.

"this." he produced a small little shot glass. nathan had started a silly little tradition when he had roadies. he would always bring you back something, so you had a very big collection of little trinkets from around america and canada.

"wow. all the way from vegas, my very own shot glass." you gasped jokingly, "i love it. i'll put it next to my other shot glass." you set it on the nightstand and rubbed your eyes.

"all right, i'll get ready for bed, and i'll be here in no time." he pressed a kiss to your forehead before pushing off the bed and making his way to the bathroom.

you lay in bed, drifting in and out of consciousness. you could hear the shower running then felt him climb into bed. he pulled the covers over himself and then latched onto you like a koala, something he always did.

he sighed happily, "i missed you." you whispered.

"missed you, too." he leaned up, his forehead against yours. your lips barely grazed, but you felt his against yours. you smiled, feeling yourself doze off to sleep.

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