oh. and phoenix is mine too

2 in the Afternoon-Auston Matthews

Anonymous: Oh my god can you do another Auston Matthews smut?? Maybe where his gf is from Toronto and comes to visit him in Arizona over the summer after being apart for like a month or something?? 

Here you go! Hopefully you like it, I enjoyed writing it. I’ve been watching the Penguins game while editing it, so I’m sorry if there’s any mistakes. 

Requested: Yes | No

Word Count: 2790

Warnings: Smut, Swearing, mentioned start of phone sex, slight dirty talk if you squint.

——————————– 

“It’s about who you miss at 2 in the afternoon when you’re busy, not at 2 in the morning when you’re lonely.”

Growing up a hockey fan in Toronto was hard. My dad constantly cursing out the tv when there was a bad play or when the Leafs lost. It was like the city was losing hope and going into a downward spiral. Seats were empty, the team was tired.

It wasn’t until 2016 when the Leafs won the first draft spot in the lottery, with the idea that we would finally have found hope in the top draft prospect, Auston Matthews. After having drafted Mitchell Marner in 2015 and William Nylander in 2014, two other hockey hopefuls, we’d finally be getting a third, creating the ideal trifecta young players. Sure there was still great players currently, but we’ve been stuck in such a rut, and these guys are our hope.

Keep reading

Valentines Day (another translation from the Naruhodo fan book)

I plucked another character dialogue from the book at random. I struggled a little with whether to use the Japanese or localized names this time, but in the end I decided to go with the localized ones since I figure that’s what my audience is probably more familiar with. Enjoy!

Larry: I finished cleaning the toilet, Maya!

Maya: Really? Thanks, Larry!

L: What’s next? Just say the word; I’d do anything for you, Maya… especially today.

M: Well, let’s see… I was thinking I’d like to completely change this room’s layout around. Do you mind?

L: Huh?

M: Could you start by moving out all the furniture?

L: …Your lack of inhibition is actually one of the things I kinda like about you.

Phoenix: Um, what’s going on here today of all days, Larry?

L: Man, you sure are dumb. Don’t tell me you don’t know what day it is!

P: Oh… You mean Valentines Day?

L: What the hell?! You makin’ fun of my sweet Valentine?

P: I’m not a fan… ever since I received chocolate from Edgeworth that time.

M: WHAAAAAAAT?! M-M-M-M-Mr. Edgeworth gave you ch-ch-ch-chocolate?! (T/N: In Japan, Valentines Day is specifically a day for women to give men chocolate. The men give on White Day, exactly a month later.)

L: OH GODDDDD! I-I’m so sorry, Nick! I had no idea you’d had to suffer through something like that!

P: N-no no no, it wasn’t like that!

M: Come on then, tell us all about it!

P: …When I was in elementary school, there was a girl named Lucy in our class that I had a crush on.

L: Whoa! You had a crush on Lucy?!

P: When I got to school in the morning on Valentines Day, there was a box of chocolate on my desk. It was from her.

M: Oho! But that’s good, right?!

P: I was so happy… but then…

M: “…But then”?

P: I had a closer look at the pink paper it was wrapped in. “To Miles” was written on it.

M: “Miles”… you mean…?

P: Our desks were next to each other, see. Mine and Miles Edgeworth’s.

L: Ah, I see. Lucy could be a little careless sometimes. I know how it is.

P: Well, for me, it wasn’t the sort of thing I could just label as simple carelessness and be done with.

M: I see… so then what happened?

P: My only choice was to go give the chocolate back to Edgeworth.

L: You sweat the small stuff too much. If it’d been me, I wouldn’t have cared at all.

P: I don’t know how you can just expect me to not care.

M: So? So? What did Mr. Edgeworth do then?

P: He said I could keep the chocolate. He said something like, “You like Lucy, don’t you? You can have it.”

M: Jeez, I can’t believe Mr. Edgeworth would treat a girl’s feelings like that. That’s kinda mean…

P: He’d probably worked out that there wasn’t any special meaning behind that chocolate.

M: How do you know?

P: He said that when he got to school that morning, he saw chocolates with the exact same wrapping paper on 2 other desks. 

M: ….So Lucy gave the same chocolate to 2 other boys, huh?

L: Oh, by the way, one of those desks was mine.

M: Huh?

L: When I got to school that morning, there was a package wrapped in pink paper sitting on my desk.

P: Wh- WHAT?! Y-YOU GOT CHOCOLATE FROM HER TOO?!

L: Anyway, like I said earlier, I don’t sweat the small stuff.

M: ….What do you mean?

L: Well, when I looked closer at the wrapping, I saw “To Phoenix” written on it.

P: ………..Ex/cuse/ me?

L: But c’mon. It was on my desk, which makes it mine, right?

M: Um, Larry, your last name is, uh…

L: It’s Butz. Larry Butz.

M: So then maybe that chocolate… was meant for Nick…?

P: So Lucy… just got… the wrong desk? Again, I mean.

L: I told you right? That girl was careless.

P: For me, it wasn’t the sort of thing I could just label as simple carelessness and be done with!

L: H-hold on a sec, Nick! Why’re you looking at me like that?

P: Lucy had given me chocolate…

L: But like Edgey told you, that chocolate had no special meaning.

P: Oh…

L: Besides, you ate the chocolate from Lucy that Edgey let you have, right?

P: W… well, yeah, but…

L: So in the end, it doesn’t change anything.

P: …Doesn’t it…?

M: Hmmm… there are a lot of mysteries remaining in this story, huh…

P: This is why I can’t stand Valentine’s Day.

anonymous asked:

Phoenix! Do you have pets?

OH NO! Now you have to see PICTURES!!! My life actually revolves around my pets, of which I have many (possibly too many??? Blake and I are those domestic gays who can’t go into the shelter without crying and bringing someone home). 

Ok so I have two dogs, my pitbull Sunny Love and her chihuahua girlfriend, Winifred. 

They are very much in love. Sunny was this super dangerous disaster of a dog I trained when I was working as a dog trainer, and I knew she wouldn’t do well in any other home save for mine because she needed so much supervision and guidance and direction. I broke a lease and moved apartments just so I could adopt her. It took her two years of intensive in home training to not try and kill every moving animal she ever saw, and now she lives with three cats and is in a healthy romantic relationship with another dog, despite her incredible dislike for dogs. She LOVES PEOPLE and tries to knock them down so she can lick them to death and its incredibly annoying because she’s like 45 pounds of solid muscle. My co worker says petting her is like trying to pet a vibrating kettle bell and I’m inclined to agree but it’s fine because she’s my child. She ships Haylor which is mortifying but we just….don’t talk about it. 

Winifred was a pregnant stray one of Blake’s co workers picked up dirty and emaciated off the street. She had a giant litter of puppies shortly thereafter and such severe health problems she almost died. The puppies got adopted quick but she needed a special home to take care of her special needs so we took her. She is an absolute lap-dog and refuses to pee outside and growls while she eats  because she’s convinced someone is gonna steal it but or all her quirks she’s super lovable. She spends most of her time reclining and listening to 2000s pop country because she has terrible taste.  She and Sunny pretend they’re not a codependent sort of couple but they absolutely are. 

We have three cats, Jolene who is a perfect angel old lady cat and a washed up movie star who likes to drink liquor starting at ten am and reminisce about when she was in the Pictures. (Just kidding she’s actually a boss fighter and hunter and has all the neighborhood dogs traumatized by her reign of terror. She hunts lizards and lies in the dirt all day but still somehow manages to come in at night looking glamorous and perfect.) 

Then there are the brothers, Chernabog and Goliath. They were not socialized well as kittens because they had mange and got separated from the other cats at the foster place they lived, so as a result they are incredibly strange and obsessed with each other. Chernabog is pure Chaotic Evil, he’s obnoxiously smart and gets into everything and wreaks havoc just for the sake of doing so, but he’s also shockingly cuddly for a cat?He’s bffs with Sunny, so they have a little Sunny and Cher routine I live for.  He’s the dominant one amid the two headed cat-beast he makes up with his brother, and Goliath is his slave. Goliath sort of likes it like that though. He’s big an sleek and pretty by comparison, but socially the least popular among our pets and they all sort of bully the poor guy. He’s  really insecure and bad at everything cat-like, like watching him play is super awkward because he’s like…very self-conscious about it and unconfident. He’s Blake’s baby and actively seeks out cuddles from them while actively avoiding me. It’s fine, I don’t take it personally. 

THAT’S MY POSSE. 

siberian74  asked:

Hi there dearest and I hope all is well. I absolutely adore your artworks especially your mafia/baker au. Pardon me for sharing this headcanon on mine for the Mafia/Baker au. A rival mafia Kristoph started wooing Phoenix and when he tried to ask him for diner, Edgey intervenes as he didn't trust Kristoph. XD I can imagine how so protective Miles is when it comes to Feenie (who is somewhat oblivious to Kristoph's charm). Thanks so much and take care.(。’▽’。)♡

Hiiiii sweetie ;w; Thank you so much for your very kind words, you’re too cute!

That’s such a good idea oh my god XD I imagine the scene so well: Kristoph acting way too flirtatious but the low profile way like “me? Flirting? No that’s just innocent banter” and Miles trying to make him stop gentleman way so Phoenix doesn’t notice. And Miles and Kristoph acting like they are getting along well, laughing together as they throw the most elaborate insults at each other. And inside, Miles is all:

“Back off asshole, he’s mine”

2

“SIRIUS!” Harry yelled, “SIRIUS!”
Harry’s breath was coming in searing gasps. Sirius must be just behind the curtain, he, Harry, would pull him back out…
But as he sprinted towards the dias, Lupin grabbed Harry around the chest, holding him back.
“There’s nothing you can do, Harry-”
“Get him, save him, he’s only just gone through!”
“It’s too late Harry.”
“We can still reach him-” Harry struggled hard and viciously, but Lupin would not let go…
“There’s nothing you can do, Harry… nothing… he’s gone.”