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rutger 💙
Credit: @igncrantbliss
Sirius: Marlene’s close friends stories are boring
James: how boring?
Sirius: she just posts pretty buildings and stuff
Sirius: like I was expecting tits or something
no comment
BEAN
this is so ethan landry
i love that luke hughes, defensemen and tallest in the family enjoys history and watching harry potter
Remus: Be right back, gonna hit the toilet for a quick power sob.
aren't there already.........
I would bet on my every asset that Quinn bit people as a child.
dad cole adopted juraj and now your kids have a 6ft smth 19 year old slovakian brother, they adore him, he teaches them slovak and they genuinley adore eachother
omg he totally would, cole calls him a built in babysitter
JAMIE BEING A CHEER DAD AND HIS LITTLE GIRL IS DOING FLIPS AND BEING THROWJBAROUND AND HES JS SO SMILEY
stop omg, he’d know the cheers and cheer along with her when she’s practicing and she’s like “daddy! do it with me!” so jamie’s just put in the backyard doing somersaults and cartwheels
I’m freaking out 😁
SOMEBODY SEDATE ME
^^^
guys. WHERE ARE HIS FICS???? THIS MAN IS ABSOLUTELY BEAUTIFUL AND CRIMINALLY UNDERRATED 😭😭😭
Aemond: I’ve never been in a snowball fight before. I don’t know the rules. Y/N: What? Aemond: Is there a point system, or is it to the death?
last message is EXACTLY what ethan sends you after Chad hypes him up and doesn’t do quality control on Ethan’s approach
oh i love pinterest
I wanna ride Rutgers thighs
and suck him off
ME TOO GIRL
I’M GOING OUT OF MY MIND
ALEX?! JACK?! LUKE?!
THEY DID QUINN SO DIRTY
Jamie in grey sweats w no shirt literally on my knees
God it’s so slutty but so good
HE KNOWS WHAT HE IS DOING
Also his v line in those sweats…
I’m down tremendously
y’all better start writing these prince eric fics (smut) up before i take matters into my own hands. this is a threat ‼️‼️ jonah hauer king is too fine for this type of treatment.
HELLO?! LUKEY YOU CANNOT DO THIS TO ME RN
HIS DAMN ARM HIS BACK IM WEAK
jamie baby, could you STOP BEING A WHORE (lie please continue tysm you’re making me drool) AND SIGN A DAMN CONTRACT that would be great <3
HELLO?! LUKEY YOU CANNOT DO THIS TO ME RN
HIS DAMN ARM HIS BACK IM WEAK
HELLO?!
Owen you are gorgeous
THEY HAVE THE SAME NOSE SCRUNCH
I cannot take this anymore😫
STOP IT
THAT SO FREAKING ADORABLE I CANNOT
@dinonuggetsthings @drysdalesv
Could you do something with Easton Cowan?
“Their last game as Knights, it’s so sad,” you said to your best friend.
“I know, I’m gonna miss watching our boys together,” she said. The two of you exchanged a hug and got someone to take a picture of you in your matching London Knights jerseys each with respective numbers for your boyfriends. You two wanted to make the moment last forever, and take cute pics. After your little photo shoot, you sat down and watched your boyfriends’ last game.
There was a little bit of time left in the first period when your bestie’s boyfriend Oliver scored giving the Knights a lead. The two of you cheered as they celebrated, your friend blew Oliver a kiss, and you both could see him smile through the helmet and giggle. You saw your boyfriend skate back to the bench, talking to Oliver.
“You know he did that for you?” you said to her.
“Oh yeah, I’m sure E will score for you,” she smiled. You nodded and rubbed the sleeve of your jersey. The second period went scoreless, the Knights were still up 1-0 but Easton had several scoring chances. You could feel his frustration, he wanted to score for you in his last game, he always dedicated every goal to you. It was now the third period and the opposing team had tied the game, late in the period. The final buzzer rang and the board was still tied at 1. You and your friend looked at each other nervously, you never liked over time, all you could hope for was a win in the boys’ last game.
Moments later the extra period started, the Knights were starting on a penalty kill. Easton was waiting closer to the neutral zone, covering one of the defensemen. On some miracle pass, Easton received the puck and took off on a breakaway just a minute into the overtime. You jumped up from your seat and continued jumping up and down.
“Go E! You got it, come on skate,” you shouted at the ice, knowing that he wouldn’t hear you, but you yelled anyway. He deked once, twice, and backhanded the puck right over the goalie’s shoulder, ending the game in overtime with a 2-1 win for the Knights. You screamed as loud as you could after the goal, clapping and trying to hold back the emotions of it all ending, what were you going to do now? You and your friend rushed down to the glass, pounding on it as the team celebrated. You smiled as you saw the back of a jersey with the number 7 turn around to face you. He sped over and slammed himself against the glass right where you were standing. You jumped back, then rolled your eyes and smacked it where his face was. He skated away back to celebrate with the rest of his team. You and your friend walked out and made your way to the usual spot where you met the boys after. You and your friend were too sidetracked talking that you didn’t notice the team filing down the tunnel.
“There you are,” Oliver said to both of you. You could tell the boys were all feeling emotional, especially with how red Oliver’s eyes were, it was okay because your friend’s were the same shade. He took your friend under his shoulder and took his helmet off with his open hand.
“Y/N take some pics of us,” your friend said wiping a tear. You pulled out your phone and began taking pictures when you felt two arms around your waist. You turned around to find out who the mystery arms led to revealing your boyfriend, the overtime hero.
“I’m so proud of you,” you smiled, resting your head on his pads. The emotions started coming back when you looked up to see his eyes beginning to water. You looked back to see your friend and Oliver still standing there.
“One pic guys, okay?” your boyfriend told your friend. You both turned to smile for the picture then Oliver went back to the locker room.
“Thanks, F/N,” you said. Your friend nodded and went and found a place to sit and wait for Oliver to finish changing. You looked up at Easton, and he was looking down at you.
“I love you so much Y/N, thank you for making this season amazing,” he said as a tear fell from his eyes.
“I’ll always be your number one fan, no matter where you go,” you smiled getting on your toes to place a kiss on his lips. He pulled you closer keeping his lips on yours not letting go. Your friend couldn’t help but take a picture of that moment. When you two broke apart, Easton quickly rushed into the locker room so he could change quickly and be back to you,
“We aren’t finished here babe,” he smiled as he opened the door.
“Hurry back E,” you smiled as you went and joined your friend, waiting for your overtime hero to return.
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I really like how this one turned out
He’s so hot
Don’t come for me I’m allowed to think he’s hot
Connor Bedard - Best Birthday Ever
You and Connor had been best friends since you were little and now you two were turning 18. You two shared a birthday and always liked celebrating together when you were little and the tradition stuck but when Connor moved it made seeing him for your summer birthday more special. You had just graduated high school and Connor had just signed his first NHL contract, you were still deciding on college, but now Loyola was seeming like the right decision. You wished for the same thing every year, that Connor would confess, when you were little it was for toys, but as you got older you discovered feelings and realized you had them for Connor. When he was gone, you realized how much you missed him. You would call and talk as much as you could while he was playing, occasionally you would go to his games when you had the time and he was always so excited to see you, his mom would give you his jersey to wear and that’s when it hit you.
You snapped out of your little recap of memories flowing through your brain as you sat down next to Connor.
“18 huh, it’s crazy,” he said.
“Yeah, so fast, remember when we were little and we would shove cake in each other’s faces at these things,” you laughed.
“Yeah I remember,” he smiled.
“So do I,” you heard your mom’s voice.
“Mom?” you were surprised.
“Hey, Mrs. L/N,” Connor waved.
“I couldn’t help but overhear you guys talking about memories,” she said.
“More like listening in,” you whispered to Connor just loud enough so she could hear you.
“Well I just figured I’d give you guys this early to look at,” she pulled out a thick scrapbook and handed it to the two of you, you moved closer on the couch so it could rest on both of your laps.
“Thanks, Mom,”
“Yeah thank you,” Connor smiled.
“Thank your mom too, she helped with it,” your mom smiled as she left the room. You two dove into the book looking through all the pictures of the two of you. You laughed at some, then there was one that stuck out. An amazing picture of the two of you, Connor made it to your last high school dance as your date. You two looked so happy and amazing together, his little purple bowtie matched the belt of your black dress.
“Look at us,” you pointed to the picture.
“We look good, especially me,” you shoved him and rolled your eyes.
“That was a good night, even if you stepped on my foot a few times,” you laughed.
“Sorry I’m not a dancer and I was nervous,” he blushed looking back down at the book. You noticed his blush and went back to the pictures, the two of you let the question float in the air as you continued looking and more of your families arrived.
As the night went on you two stayed with each other, neither of you was too big on parties. Your moms brought out the cake as the two of you sat at the end of the table together.
“What do you say we do what we did when we were little,” he whispered in your ear.
“What?” you asked.
“You know put cake on each other’s faces it’ll be cute, and it will really get our parents all like ‘Aww look at them,’ come on Y/N do it,” he begged.
“Okay fine Con,” you smiled, “but I want to put it on your face first,”
“Whatever you want y/n/n,” he smiled. The cake was placed in front of the two of you with a candle on each side, he had the one and you had the eight. The birthday song began and as it was being sung to both of you, you looked at each other, you felt a hand on yours as it rested on your lap, and you looked down then back up at Connor and locked your fingers with his. With the last happy birthday, you both blew out your candles. You two exchanged a grin, you stuck your hand in the corner of the cake picking up a small chunk. Connor looked at you still holding your other hand leaning closer to you knowing what was about to happen. You smirked and smashed your other hand full of cake into his face. He grabbed a small chunk out of the other corner and did the same to you. You two were laughing and Connor was right everyone was oohing and awing at the two of you.
"Smile kids," Mrs Bedard said. You two looked over at her to smile, you let go of your hands under the table and wrapped your arms around each other for the picture. The picture was taken and your mom told you to clean up, the two of you went upstairs to your bathroom and wiped off your face with some towels.
"That was a good idea, Connor," you smiled.
"Yeah, I told you they'd like it," he paused "So what did you wish for," he asked. You hesitated but eventually came up with a response.
"I wish for the same thing every year, and I finally got it," you winked. He knew what you meant, but didn't answer so you kept going.
"What did you wish for?" You asked.
"This." He put his towel down and wrapped his arms around your waist pulling you to him. You wrapped your arms around his neck as your lips met his. It was the kiss you had been waiting so long for and it was finally yours.
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Everyone is asking for Connor right now, so if I don't answer you directly I'm sorry, if you send me more specific prompts I'm more likely to answer your messages with a piece of writing 😁