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go my abbys love drabble

"I love you." Karly mumbles against Aatu's knuckles. His eyes are blurry with sleep as Aatu just smiles and combs fingers through his hair. The movie's volume has been lowered enough where it's hardly a whisper brushing against their ears.

"I love you." Aatu gasps into Victor's ear, breath heavy and stuttered. Victor whines and arches his back more, hands reaching out to make contact with Aatu's arms. A soft laugh escapes them both as he nearly falls against Victor, balance stumbling in the haste to get closer. It's worth to see his smile.

"I love you!" Victor shouts as Ty jumps into his arms. He stumbles backwards, back hitting his stall and them both nearly going down in a heap of limbs. The laughter is contagious as they hear the chuckles from around them. Victor buries his face in Ty's curls, arms holding a little tighter. It feels like home.

"I love you…" Ty whispers to Bainsy. Arshdeep sighs and presses their foreheads together, hands linking under the lowlight of the plane. He looks like he's about to say something before his mouth closes, bringing Ty closer into a hug. It can wait.

"Y'know I love you." Bainsy says casually to Arty. He bumps their shoulders together, gear causing a soft thud in doing so. Arty rolls his eyes, bumping back before settling down in his stall. The warm feeling that spreads over his chest stays, and by Arshdeep's smirk, he knows too.

"I love you." Artūrs tells Christian as they celebrate the latest win. The others have already done their goalie bonks as it forces itself out of his chest and mouth. He watches as Wolly's eyes widen before a large smile breaks out and he's pulled into a bear hug. They rock slightly on the ice as his head is cradled gently against his chest. Even if it's a little uncomfortable.

"I love you." Wolly confesses to Chase. The only light is the moon that streaks through the window, barely illuminating the two. Chase's shoulder sag, tension leaking out like a flat tire. There's more to be said, to be talked about. He knows he can't avoid it for much longer, but it was all still so new. Though he knows he can be a good leader too.

"I love you!" Chase screams towards the sea of fans. His whole body is covered by the others, surrounded by those he loves and who love him and each other back. It's loud and joyous and the tears that make their way onto the ice aren't uncommon. Warmth blooms from within and he can't help but yell once more, voice mixing with the crowd.

"We love you too!" The fans scream back.

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Jamie Richardson gets the TKO win #cw86 #cagewarriors #mma #mmavideos #kickboxing #mixedmartialarts #fightvideos #muaythai #boxing #grappling #brazilianjiujitsu #jiujitsu

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Wired Up

What if Watty was a robot and Christian really wanted to stick his fingers in his wires and also they're lowkey both little assholes but also in some sort of relationship slash situation

Rating: Mature

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number 67.

Spotify Drabbles Love At First Sight - The Brobecks

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Christian nearly stumbles over his feet the first time he meets Chase. It gets a chuckle out of him and Christian swears he feels his stomach swirl,

"Hope you're not that clumsy on the ice," There's a twinkle in Chase's eye as he speaks, "Can't have our defense falling over."

"I gotta get out all my stumbles now before I hit the ice." He knows he's grinning, maybe more than usual. Chase laughs something low that makes Christian's cheeks heat up despite himself.

Part of him wants to start this whole interaction over again. Part of him kind of wants to kiss Chase just to see if he could shock him,

"Are you busy after practice? We were gonna head out for a group dinner to start off the pre-season."

Christian nearly trips over his words as he nods, "Yeah! Yeah, I'm free."

It gets another smile out of Chase and a "Great." before he pats Christian's arm and heads into the dressingroom.

He's so fucked.

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Wow I was writing in the morning for no reason? Yeah. Anyways more Android Chase 2186 be upon ye (just a small snippet)

"What do you mean you don't have anywhere to live?"

Chase shrugs as Christian looks at him with crazed eyes, "I don't technically need my own place and since I don't exist legally I wouldn't be able to get one anyway. They just power me down or send me into sleep mode at the centre." He's never really thought about this before, though by Christian's reaction he probably shouldn't have even brought it up,

"That's insane. What about privacy?"

"They do technically own me." The hands that were gripping Chase's shoulders slowly moved down to grasp his hands,

"Any time you don't wanna stay in alone in the backrooms of the centre, you come to my place. I'll literally give you a key." Christian's face is nothing but determined that it makes Chase look away,

"You're being stupid."

"You deserve your own independence, Chase. Y'know that, right?" Sometimes when he's alone and not yet powered down, Chase thinks about the fact they made him more lifelike than was needed. Or maybe emotions were integral to playing good hockey,

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. I'll go to your place. You're still being stupid, though." Wolly gives him a smile that feels like it could fry his circuits. Stupid engineers.

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andoird chase,,,, sorry for loving people so much it makes me feel like i have to literally rip out my heart from my chest and then writing it down for all those to see. anyways 2186

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"I love you." It claws it's way out of his throat. Voicebox screeching like the words are forcing themselves to be heard, to make him say it. Chase chokes like he can't breathe as everything works mechanically, he's completely perfect. Yet artificial blood oozes from where he's bit his lips so hard it's created holes and Christian looks afraid

No, not afraid.

He looks concerned maybe, something that Chase can't quite name and it still frustrates him to no end. Little quirks in his face and the way his hands are still holding his arms like he's fragile. Like a human could break him in any way that mattered. Physically that is,

"You don't have to-" He sounds choked up and Chase wants to kiss him, "Chase-"

"I can't be human for you," A hand comes up and swipes a stray tear from his cheek, "I don't think I'll ever know how, but I know that I love you. I love you, I love Jett, I love you so much I feel like I'm going to die. I don't want to die." The words come out broken, pitch changing and words clipping as he speaks. Christian's hands cradle his head, fingers threading into his hair as Chase leans closer. His eyes flutter closed as something akin to a hiccuping sob crackles out,

"You're not going to die. I won't let that happen, I won't anything happen to either of you." There's a small shake to his voice yet he spoke with conviction, "I love you so much, Chase. You're already human enough." A small kiss is planted on his head and Chase feels his whole body tremble. Blood is still oozing down his lips and meeting at his chin. It'll probably stain the carpet they're standing on right now and he wants to apologize. Yet he can only keep his eyes closed like a coward, even as Christian presses their foreheads together.

Part of him wishes he never loved at all if it meant it would feel like this. The other part of him knows that there's no world where he doesn't love him so much it feels like his insides are being ripped out. At least in this one he can be loved back.

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I don't think I'm even something real at all

Android Chase and the importance and maybe telling ur partners about traumatic events that made you question yourself as a being before doing things that will definitely trigger some sort of response. Except he's an android and shouldn't even feel like that in the first place so what gives?

Rating: Teen Fic Link

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recent wolly interview made me crazy and ive been sad about his unemployement arc for awhile.

so i wrote 2186 incoherency

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"No news?" Chase moves so he can properly face Christian, arms pinned under his pillow from where he's laying on his stomach. The sunlight streaking across the bed and the pale expanse of his back as the covers do little to hide his naked body underneath. It's almost heavenly to look at. Like something that that shouldn't be touched lest it be tarnished under the fingertips of man. There's still a small frown sporting Chase's face as his head is halo'd in the sun,

"No. Don't think I'll be getting anything this summer." Christian steps closer, though keeps his distance still. Even as Chase reaches out and intertwines their fingers. It's hard not to be frustrated. Even with the writing on the wall and a swell in his heart for those who are getting opportunities, it's hard to keep himself from hiding away in bitterness,

"It'll come." He sounds so sure of himself. Like it's only a matter of time until Christian gets that fateful phonecall letting him know he's back in. Most likely not back to Vancouver, but somewhere. Somewhere that will appreciate him. Chase looks at him like he's an angel even though they both know he's not even close.

Chase was always the one that spread his wings. The one that basked in golden light as his jersey was strung to the rafters and had it's C stitched over his heart. Pride and joy that everyone knows it's only a matter of time before he goes on to do bigger and better things. Something that Christian only knew how to worship and devote himself to.

It's not that he hasn't had a respectable career. Almost a hundred NHL games, Calder Cup Champion, D-Man of the year, it's nothing to scoff at. But he was never shining the light people like Chase were. His chance was there and he did well, he knows he can continue to do well, but when there's younger talent… Why bother as much. Christian knows he'll get a call, just maybe not where they both want. Overseas was always the option to those who've lost their chance, never figured out how to grasp the light slipping from their fingers.

There's a tug on his hand as Chase pulls him closer to the bed. He's silent and still frowning as his bangs drift in front of his eyes. The sun is warm as he's pulled on top of the covers and Chase tucks himself into his arms. It'll be something not to think about again, something to ignore as Christian's hands rub against Chase's back lightly. Like anything harder would shatter them both. For now he can be allowed to touch.