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Volleyball- Connor McDavid

Originally posted by mcdraii

Ok so not going to lie… I’m ignoring the NHL. Ovi’s going to the Olympics, so everyone’s going! (Yes no I got the notification too, just ignoring it!) So this has a smut at the end, but I marked it so it gets a little hot, but you can read up until the divider or you can skip it! Whatever makes you comfortable! So if you don’t want to continue, up next: Sidney Crosby Mom and Dad part 4!

Warning: mentions of fights, smut under the second divider!

@astilinski24 Request: Could you do a Connor Mcdavid imagine where you secretly join a volleyball team again and you get asked to play for Canada and he gets mad you didn’t tell him and then you argue and things get heated . If you do smut maybe end with a smut

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anonymous asked:

When the UT/US/UF skelebros go to the beach for the first time, who sunbathes? Who makes sandcastles? Who starts collecting seashells? Who goes swimming? Who swims a bit too far and needs help? Who gets their toe pinched by an angry crab? Who gets annoyed by the kids running around and screaming just a few feet away? Who stares at the bikini babes playing volleyball? Who goes and plays with them? Who just leaves and decides to come back when it's less crowded? Who got sand in their eyesocket?

UT!Sans

  • Just sort of lays on the beach all day. “Sunbathing”.
  • Ironically smears sunscreen on his nose ridge for laughs.
  • Sunglasses even though he doesn’t need them. They make him look ‘cool’
  • He wears a big t-shirt and swim trunks with hot dogs on them.

UT!Papyrus

  • Definitely goes swimming.
  • He’s got swim trunks with dinosaurs on them and a baseball cap that he modified to say ‘Radical Dude’ to keep the sun out of his eyes.
  • He’s all about boogie boarding contests with Undyne (especially if he’s trying to impress someone wink wonk)

US!Sans

  • Definitely collects a bunch of seashells and organizes them into piles. He’s going to take them home and put them in a jar.
  • VOLLEYBALL MATCH
  • Buries Papyrus in sand (up to his head)
  • He’s got swim trunks with stars all over them.

US!Papyrus

  • Naps most of the day away buried in sand.
  • His swim trunks have giraffes on them. No one knows why.
  • (They were the first thing he saw on the sales rack and he was too lazy to look for another pair)
  • Most likely be seen sipping on a slushie and laying around.

UF!Sans

  • He’s got one of those little floaty things you lay on and sort of just snoozes on that all day in the water.
  • Papyrus makes sure he doesn’t float out to sea.
  • Most likely having fun stressing his bro out.
  • Doesn’t even bother buying swimwear.
  • He’ll pig out on french fries too when he’s on the beach just lazing under an umbrella.

UF!Papyrus

  • He makes the biggest sand castle you have ever seen
  • There’s even a working drawbridge and everything it’s pretty amazing
  • Red swim trunks, black tank top. He doesn’t like being exposed as much.
  • He might actually just sit in the shade for a bit and take in the scenery. He can be pretty quiet like that sometimes.
  • But then he’s also probably screaming  with Undyne in the water. She bought one of those big-ass blow up beach ball things and they keep tossing it around.
You Were Too Hot

“No, Joe! Put me down!” Y/N laughs as Joe wraps his arms around her from behind, lifting her up and walking towards the water.

“Not a chance, love!” He only tightens his grip as she struggles, still laughing as the waves lap at their feet.

“Please, don’t.” She turns her head to look at him, seeing her reflection in his sunglasses.

“Too late.” He replies, a cheeky grin on his face as he swings around, both of them falling into the warm water.

Pushing her now wet out of her face, Y/N glares at her boyfriend as he emerges from the water as well.

“You are so mean!” She splashes water towards him, earning a loud laugh from Joe.

“You were too hot, had to cool you off.” He tells her, splashing her back.

“Gods, that was so cheesy!” Jack calls from the shore.

“It kind of was.” Y/N shrugs, reaching over to steal Joe’s sunglasses, placing them over her own eyes.

“You liked it!” Joe’s voice follows her as she makes her way back to the shore.

“No one liked it, mate.” Conor shakes his head from his spot on the towels.

“So you’re telling me,” Joe stops in front of him, shaking out his hair, “That you wouldn’t say the same thing if you had a girlfriend?”

“Oi! I was trying to sleep!” Oli glares up at Joe, brushing off the water drops that had landed on his skin.

“And you’re blocking my sun.” Conor adds.

“You two are boring.” Joe rolls his eyes, but shuffles out of the way, standing behind Y/N. He wraps his arms around her loosely, resting his chin on her shoulder.

“I you throw me in again…” She starts.

“Don’t worry. I won’t. Right now.”

“Wonderful.” She mutters, but relaxes into his embrace.

“Can I have my sunglasses back?” He asks, squinting at the bright sun.

“Nope.”

“Honestly, they look better on her.” Jack laughs.

“Oh, cheers. You were the one who encouraged me to get them!” Joe glares over at him.

“Really?” Y/N asks, “Thanks Jack! I love these!”

“No problem.” Jack grins over at her.

“This isn’t fair.” Joe grumbles, turning his face into her skin. She lets out a small laugh, lifting a hand to run it through his hair.

“You’ll survive. Did you want to play volleyball or something, babe?”

“No.”

“Then what do you want to do?”

“I don’t know.”

“So helpful.”

“Don’t make me throw you back into the water.”

“Don’t even think about it.” Y/N says, before letting out a small squeal as Joe tightens his grip a bit, as if to carry her back to the water. “Joe!”

“No worries, love.” Joe relaxes his grip, kissing her cheek. “I’ll let you dry off first.”


Jack groans and rolls his eyes, standing as he grabs the football they had brought with them.

“Stop being so bloody adorable. It’s sickening.”

“Jealous?” Joe questions, raising an eyebrow at the other man.

“You have a hot girlfriend, we’re at the beach, and said hot girlfriend is wearing a bikini.” Jack deadpans. “Of course I’m jealous!”

“I knew there was a reason I liked Jack.” Y/N giggles, “He always knows the right things to say.”

“And I’m single.” He replies, winking over at her.

“She’s not.” Joe growls, “And we’ve talked about you flirting with my girlfriend!”

“I’m not flirting!”

“You’re always flirting!”

“That’s only partially true!”

“Jack, you’re always flirting.” Conor tells him, Oli humming in agreement.

“Don’t worry, Joe always gets jealous.” Y/N shrugs.

“No I don’t!” Joe protests.

“You literally just got jealous because Jack called me hot.”

“That wasn’t jealousy.”

“Then what was it?”

“He called you hot. How else would you like me to react?”

“So it was jealousy.” She smirks smugly at him, and he opens and closes his mouth, failing to correct her. “Thought so.”

“Jack’s right though,” Oli comments, “You two are disgustingly adorable.”

“Damn right we are.” She grins, turning her head to kiss Joe fully on the lips, earning groans from the Maynard brothers.

“Can we go play football now?” Jack tosses the ball up, catching it as it falls back down.

“Sounds good to me.” Joe nods, finally separating from Y/N. “Ready to have your ass kicked?”

“You mean, ready to have your ass kicked?” Jack smirks as the two boys move away from where their little group is gathered. Their banter continuing even as they begin to kick the ball back and forth.


Y/N stretches out on a towel beside Conor, who turns his head to raise an eyebrow at her.

“What.” She asks, closing her eyes against the sunlight coming through Joe’s sunglasses.

“It’s just weird seeing Joe be all cute and adorable.”

“It’s because we’re on a beach, away from prying eyes. He’s like this all the time when we’re alone.”

“Really?” Oli lifts his head, looking over at her.

“He’s even more adorable. He just keeps it hidden.” Y/N laughs, lifting the sunglasses to wink at the two boys.

“Oh, this is great information. Cheers, Y/N!” Oli grins, settling back down.

“He’s never going to live this down now.” Conor agrees.

“Don’t tease him too much, you two.” She tells them.

“No promises!” Conor laughs, Oli and her soon joining in.