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[goldielia]

what if (all i need is you)?

a part of: call it what you want au

will’s in the locker room after practice when he thinks about it for the first time. they’re talking about cutter, how he’ll probably be signed after the championship game. where all the other boys will go, that they think they’ll be signed by the end of the next season or the one after that.

ally breezes through the hallway by the open door (they promise her to not keep it open while anyone is indecent and usually it’s closed until after they’ve been showered and are shirtless at most) and it spikes a thought. one he hadn’t even considered, used to being a couple steps ahead on the ice but keeping his mind in the present off of it.

he’ll leave boston. for san jose. probably before his college time would be over if he simply got his degree. he’s a fourth overall pick, there’s people waiting to see him on the ice for the sharks, people that would rather him score for their nhl team then have him finish college.

but leaving boston would mean leaving home. leaving ally. he doesn’t know if he simply pushed that thought to the back of his mind or if it hadn’t crossed his mind at all. the worst thing about it is that he doesn’t know when. maybe they had meetings about it, have decided to give him a call after the championship game if he wins, that they won’t if he doesn’t. or they still might, win or lose.

maybe he’ll be back in boston, snuggled up in their corner of the library with ally. maybe he’ll be in minnesota still, barely back in the hotel room after a devastating loss or raging celebrations. he has to look up the time zones, actually, maybe that wouldn’t even be possible. his mind is going there regardless, though.

in fact, his thoughts are running a mile an hour. what if-questions are kind of always on his mind, inevitable with hockey really. what if i’d realized his play a second earlier? what if i passed to my right instead of my left? what if i shot a fraction of a millisecond earlier, would the goalie still have saved it?

what if ally leaves him when he has to go to san jose? what if she dumps him the second he tells her? what if she doesn’t, tortures both of them with long distance for a few weeks before she breaks up with him over text? what if she agrees to it, loves him over miles and time zones and then falls in love with some other blond, blue-eyed hockey player in boston and forgets about will?

the what-ifs torture him, constantly and for days. he can’t quite bear talking to anyone about them, feeling stupid one second and like they’ll confirm his fears right after. gabe and ryan try to get through to him multiple times, cutter tries to talk to him as well. even eamon starts an attempt of a conversation. he blows all of them off.

the only person he might want to talk to is the one who doesn’t pressure him. there were multiple instances over the months they’ve been together when will got into his own head, about hockey, about school, pretty much anything. ally doesn’t urge him to talk, doesn’t try to solve problems for him unless he comes to her with them. she takes care of him, quietly, and just like she normally would, and waits him out until he’s ready to talk.

she’s making sure he eats, hydrates, secures his sleep by scratching his back or caressing his skin or burying her hand in his curls. massaging the sore spots after games and applying balms on bruises, kissing him when he plays well and holding him when he doesn’t and she knows he beats himself up for it.

ally just knows he wants to talk to her when she settles into his passenger seat one monday, somehow she feels it in her bones. his right hand may find its place on her thigh, like it always does, but he’s tapping his fingers down on it like he does when he’s nervous. it only stops when she slips her own hand into his, entangles their fingers and slowly drags her thumb over his knuckles.

after she presses a soft peck to his lips and another to his cheek she keeps her eyes trained on their hands, painting shapes and letters onto his skin and playing with the bracelets on his wrist. it’s become a habit, a thing, if you will. love letters and secret messages traced into skin, trails of conversations and silent reassurances traded wordlessly and blindly.

she uses just this to hopefully make will feel less anxious as they’re in the car, tells him i love yous and little hearts through her touch until they’re at his chosen destination. he parks the car at the rink on campus and she goes with him without protest, lets him lead her center ice and follows him when he lays down on it.

they stay there unmoving except for ally slipping her hand back into wills, breath leaving their mouths in small clouds as they’re staring up to the ceiling. ally’s glad to have chosen a hoodie when she left the house in the morning, thinks she might be able to better fight off the cold for as long as will needs. he squeezes her hand once before he starts speaking, a shaky breath before his voice sounds through the empty rink.

“i was drafted to san jose.” ally briefly closed her eyes, having feared this talk would come at some point. after taking a deep breath she squeezes wills hand, silently telling him to continue. “i don’t know when they’ll want me to sign with them but, like- i guess i just want you to know i won’t say no to them. if they do want me.” her green eyes shoot open, head turning to her left to find wills face. “what?” she sounds breathless, scrambling to sit up and turn his head towards her with the hand that’s not in his.

“you think i’d want you to stay here? instead of playing in the nhl?” before will can even nod or talk or do anything, really, she continues. “will, i wouldn’t hold you back. not from achieving your dreams.” her voice breaks slightly somewhere between hold and back and his body acts before his brain catches up when he sits up and wraps her up into his free arm. “that’s not what i’m saying, gorgeous.” he whispers, lips brushing her ear. “i just-, i might, probably, not be around for graduation. or maybe a year before that.”

ally pulls back slightly, leaning her forehead on his and squeezing his hand once more. “i know.” will keeps quiet for a second, the only thing there is to hear is their synchronised breathing. ally thinks they must be a poetic picture, really. center ice in an empty rink, barely enough lights on to find the way to the ice and back. two teenagers all tangled up, foreheads touching, a hand intertwined and wrapped up in the other, breathing in sync and thoughts racing.

“i just need to know how this- how we’ll work. if you’d be up to trying long distance or like, what your plans are.” will continues, his words somewhere between a whisper and a breath. “hey” she murmures gently. “ever thought about what happens if all i need is you?” his eyes shoot open in surprise, clearly having waited for rejection, to be let down gently.

“san jose has a school for criminology, they have a pretty good grad school program for criminal psychology.” she smiles softly at the way his eyes widen. “plus, i only have two more years here” her warm hand squeezes his once more before she breathes deeply, hiding her face into his shoulder after a moment, not only to mask her expression but also the tears forming in her eyes. after she feels a kiss pressed into her hair she lifts her head again.

“i thought you were going to tell me you had to break up with me because they signed you and you didn’t want me to hold you back” her voice is shaky like he’s never heard it and her words make him pull her into his arms fully, fingers detangling and wrapping around her waist instead. with her face pressed into the crook of his neck, he nuzzles his nose into her hair and kisses the top of her head before speaking hoarsely.

“i thought you were going to break up with me because you didn’t want to do long distance” he’s concerned when her shoulders start shaking, thinks she has to be crying but after a second he realizes she’s in fact giggling into his skin. will hesitates for a few more breaths before he, too, can’t hold back the laugh building in his chest, breathing all his anxieties out with it. “i love you, you know” she mumbles into his lips when she’s lifted her head before pressing a lingering kiss to them. “i do know, you looked up schools in san jose for me” he grins.

#alaska argent #goldie's call it what you want au #will smith hockey #will smith hockey imagine #will smith hockey x oc #will smith hockey x reader

[goldielia]

socials

a part of: untouchable au

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[goldielia]

when quinn met stas

a part of: temporary fix au

quinn is struggling with his key. the new key to his new apartment in a new city where he’ll play for a new team. he tries not to project that onto what’s before him, hopes his struggle isn’t figurative for his future in vancouver. he insisted on traveling from michigan to vancouver alone, wanting to take the first step to independence by himself.

he kind of regrets that now, thinks he’s only 19 and his parents would probably know what to do if they were here. the sound of the elevator opening behind him startles him slightly and before he’s fully turned around there’s a dog swishing around his legs, tangling its leash up around him. he’s just bent down to scratch the dark brown dogs ears, run his hands over its soft fur, when a girl steps out the sliding door. “oh, sorry, i didn’t think anyone would be up here so late or i wouldn’t have let her run freely. amy, come here” she apologizes and calls her dog back. amy sits by her feet quickly and tilts her head slightly, looking up at quinn.

“no worries, i just arrived actually”, he points to the boxes next to him in front of the door. “i’m anastasia, i live over here” the girl introduces herself pointing to the door opposite of his “feel free to call me stas, though” he shakes her hand, telling her “i’m quinn”. the pretty brunette seems to be around his age, she’s wearing simple black leggings and a slightly oversized (very comfy looking) dark red hoodie, feet clad in black converse. her hair is pulled back into a messy ponytail, the ends of it curling slightly.

“well, if you need anything don’t hesitate to knock or leave a note.” her brown eyes travel down to the key in his hand, lips pulling up into an amused smile. “you need to kinda pull it out a bit when you’ve turned it, it’s really weird” she points to his door. “there’ll be like a click” she demonstrates it for him with her own key and door and lets amy inside quickly before she turns towards him once more. “seriously, though. i moved in in august last year so i probably know how the inside of your apartment looks right now. feel free to come over, really.”

quinn feels his anxiety from earlier disappear slightly when he tries to open his door again and it actually does unlock, even more so when she offers to help him out. one friendly face in a new city feels like an accomplishment, especially the fact that she’s a neighbour he shares a hallway with.

“thank you.” he smiles at her, hopes it looks as grateful as he feels right now. “you’re welcome” she grins back, all teeth and crinkled eyes before she actually enters her apartment with one last look over her shoulder.

he’s gotten through unpacking a decent amount of boxes when there’s a knock on his door. he’s confused, should he be expecting somebody? (he doesn’t think so but that’s never stopped anyone before) when he opens the door he almost stumbles across a blue tupperware box with a hot pink sticky note on it. the black writing’s neat, pretty even. he can’t stop his lips from curling into a smile when he reads the words on it.

made too much and thought you might be hungry :)

welcome to van! -stas

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a part of: temporary fix au

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[goldielia]

quinn x stas lore

night owl gf x slightly insomniac bf

reader x reader

introvert x introvert

great cook gf x knows three recipes bf

hockey player bf x knows nothing about hockey gf

physical touch gf x acts of service bf

team captain bf x mom friend gf

from their first week as neighbours onwards (when stas finds out quinn can cook no more than three proper meals) they meet up whenever they both have time to cook dinner together. quinn becomes better and better and dinners turn into movie nighs, which eventually turn into spending the night together.

quinn's never really thought about how she gets to uni and back so when he sees her leave on a black motorcycle it's over for him. after a while of knowing her he asks if she'd take him along sometimes and stas teaches him how to backpack. it becomes one of his favourite ways to unwind and he falls in love with vancouver basically from the back of her bike.

they're both suckers for a glass of red after a good dinner and even better sex. sometimes she makes him watch criminal minds, sometimes they watch hockey or soccer and sometimes they pick up their books, reading silently or out loud. they both appreciate this quality time immensely because with both their schedules it's really hard to find a quiet moment alone, much less together.

when it turns out that stas' workplace and the bar the canucks go to after wins are the same place, quinn can't wipe the smile off his face. the more observant of his teammates quickly figure out that quinn and stas can't be only neighbours with the way they look at each other and stas is quickly accepted into the wag circle after they're caught kissing for the first time.

quinn includes her in the selection process for the lake house really subtly. he tells stas he's looking for a rental for the summer, showing her pictures and making her tell him what she likes about them and what she'd want for the summer. when they get to michigan he tells her jack and him bought the house and as soon as she walks inside she finds everything she told him to look for. the lake house becomes one of her favourite spaces and she and quinn love spending their summers there, especially the two weeks quinn makes sure they get the house all to their own every year.

#quinn hughes #quinn hughes x reader #quinn hughes imagine #quinn hughes x oc #anastasia grace summers #goldie's temporary fix au

[goldielia]

anastasia grace summers

a part of: temporary fix au

aka. stas, stassie, annie, mouse

born on january 30th 2000 in vancouver

grew up in a house just outside of vancouver and has lived there her whole life

only moved downtown when she started university at the end of august 2018

has a younger brother (noah) and an even younger sister (vienna)

currently attending the university of british columbias school of dentistry after getting her undergraduate degree in dentistry there in summer 2022

works at a bar a few nights a week

has a german shepherd, her name is amy

loves cooking and tries to prioritize it as much as possible next to studying and working

makes sure to keep up with her workouts because her mental health gets worse really quickly if she doesn’t

also got amy because it gave her a reason to get out of bed every single day (she had episodes where she wasn’t able to leave her bed for days sometimes when she was a teenager but they’ve stopped ever since she adopted amy)

likes to go on runs to organize her thoughts

her bucketlist includes running the new york marathon

thrives on routines

her calendar and notion dashboard are what keeps her life together

loves plants, her apartment is full of them and they all have names

tries to read a book a week (depending on her schedule it turns more into a book a month sometimes)

loves playing wordle over morning matcha

drinks coffee if she craves it but usually likes matcha and energy drinks better because it doesn’t make her as jittery

criminal minds is her comfort show

always found the significance of dental records in crime investigations really interesting which kickstarted her interest in dentistry

owns a motorbike and looks really hot driving it (quinn’s jaw drops when he watches her leave on it for the first time)

loves strawberries and anything strawberry flavoured (even has strawberries tattooed)

has a lot of tattoos, they’re small ones but all over her body, very patchwork-ish

loves wine-red nails and rarely wears any other colour

used to hate how alike her and her siblings were but as soon as they both moved away she started loving and missing it

will fall asleep cuddling but eight times out of ten turns away in her sleep in under 10 minutes (stays pretty much only when she’s sick or very very tired)

loves 5sos (and boybands in general)

there was a time in her life when she would’ve sold a kidney to meet luke hemmings

#quinn hughes #quinn hughes x reader #quinn hughes x oc #quinn hughes imagine #anastasia grace summers #goldie's temporary fix au

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temporary fix au

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[goldielia]

chicago

a part of: yeah, i like you au

connor didn’t think vienna would show up. it was june and he knew the summers liked to travel europe, especially since noah had moved to germany for his soccer. but here he was, in nashville, wearing his suit that he knew had her name embroidered into the lining right over his heart with the rest of his family. and there she was, stepping into his hotel room wearing a black dress and a red lip and her beloved dark red converse and he still couldn’t really believe she was here.

his nerves feel calmer instantly, like the blackhawks know now that vienna summers is here with connor they’re going to pick him. she still feels the exact same when she steps into his embrace. the way his arms fit right around her waist, his nose pressing to her neck while her arms encase his shoulders with just the right amout of pressure to feel loved but not painful yet. even the way she still smells like that perfume he’s pretty sure his mom gifted her a few years ago.

“what are you doing here?” he breathes out after a few minutes. “i don’t know, some guy i used to know is going first overall today and his parents flew me out” he knows she’s smiling without even having to move his head. “you don’t know i’ll go first” he mumbles, anxiety suddenly coming back at full force. “no, i don’t. but i think you will. and you’d deserve it.” he can’t help but pout when she pulls back from their hug to take his jaw into her hands and look straight in his eyes.

“no matter when you’re picked. no matter if you’re picked. i’m so, so proud of you. you understand me?” viennas smile when he nods his head brings the butterflies straight back to his stomach. the butterflies he thinks have always been there, just not at full force, but ever since he took her to prom a few weeks ago they feel different, stronger.

“good, because i have a surprise for you. actually two” she reaches into her bag and presses a bracelet into his hands. it’s white with small red hearts and he can tell she made it herself. when he takes it out of her palm he notices she’s wearing a matching one, only with bigger hearts. “will you put it on me?” he asks, voice a quiet murmur because in this moment every softest sound feels like it’s too loud.

“of course.” she answers just as softly. her gentle hands work quickly and tie the bracelet around his wrist, fastening it to fit properly. “what’s the second surprise?” he asks after he’s examined his wrist with the bracelet on and decided he likes the look of it. the look of them belonging together. “well, you know how i’ll go to college in the fall, right?” he nods, eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

“i applied to chemistry programs in every city that was in contention for first pick” she whispers into the space between them. “there’s a really good undergrad chemistry program at uchicago. and they’d want me on their soccer team. full scholarship. maybe, after tonight, you’re gonna need a roomie in chicago?” she smiles up at him timidly.

he feels hot and cold at the same time. the girl that he’s been watching the stars with since they were four years old, the girl that was with him every step of the way, no matter if he was three streets down or thousands of miles away, wants to continue living her life with him in it. is willing to base a decision as important as college on his career. willing to move to a different city, hell a different country to be with him.

“i haven’t confirmed anything, if you don’t want me to i have a few other schools i could go to, i’m sorry for even-” her remaining words are muffled by the fabric of his suit. “you’d do that?” he whispers breathlessly into the hug. “you’d come with me?” and she laughs wetly, “connor, i think i’d come to the ends of the earth with you” and he has to squeeze her tighter at that.

it takes about three pleas to convince his mom to let vienna sit next to him in their row. he’s been asked a few times if she was his girlfriend but not at all as many as she had feared. madi figures it helps that the matching bracelet is hidden beneath his suit jacket and shirt sleeve. the two girls stick closely together anyway, always having been close and not wanting to bother connor too much but equally as much wanting to support the boy they’ve both loved for as long as they could remember.

she doesnt’t think holding his hand would be smart with the way hundreds of cameras are pointed towards connor from the second he arrived, so she settles for linking her ankle with his. when the blackhawks representative steps up on the stage her breath is stolen out of her lungs. her fingers tap on her thighs and fiddle with the hem of her dress mindlessly until he starts speaking.

the breath she’s holding releases with a laugh before the man can even finish the word regina and as soon as connors name sounds through the room she’s up, waits for him to hug his family first though before he turns to her and wraps her up in a lingering hug. “thank you, cherry. could not have made it here without you.” “t’was all you, con. all you” there’s tears shining in her eyes when they pull away and madi has her arm around viennas waist within seconds.

connor throws her a wink with a smiley “don’t cry” over his shoulder before he makes his way towards the stage. before he even has the jersey over his head vienna has her phone out already and confirms to uchicago that yes, she will enroll there in the fall and yes, she will play soccer. madi and connors mom smile at her, pull her into a tight hug as the three of them giggle. their favourite boy made it and vienna’s going with him.

the following hours are a little much for vienna, which she knew beforehand. there’s so many people and so much happening but the second they step out of the venue and towards the car she feels calmer. the family dinner they have at the hotel restaurant feels a lot more comfortable than basically the whole evening and when she asks connors dad for the keys to their rental car and if she can steal his son for a couple hours, no bedard could’ve said no to her.

they’re quiet on the drive, nashville looking mesmerizing at night and both of them having to process what happened today. she’s put some quiet instrumental music on, he knows it’s taylor swift songs on the piano because it’s what she likes to listen to while studying. she makes a quick stop for ice cream at the mcdonald’s drive through, ordering both their favourites on autopilot even after they haven’t gotten them together in years.

he eats his ice cream and alternates between staring at her and the city that’s getting smaller and smaller behind them until she parks the car somewhere out of it. he doesn’t realize why until she opens the sunroof and reclines her seat. his throat constricts as his breath hitches at the familiarity of it all.

he can’t recount how many nights he’d spent just like this. vienna and him under a sky full of stars with their favourite snacks. there’s the butterflies again. they’re always there, he’s noticed. when vienna’s there, when something reminds him of her, when someone mentions her. the little tickles in his stomach are her constant companion.

whenever people talked about butterflies in his stomach when he was younger, he envisioned a slightly uncomfortable sensation. what he’s feeling now is anything but uncomfortable though. it’s the same feeling he’s had around vienna for his whole life, or at least for as long as he can remember and it’s nowhere near uncomfortable.

he finds he likes the butterflies even more when he slides his hand in hers. there’s tears in his eyes now and fuck, he promised himself he wouldn’t cry in front of anyone else on his draft day, only allowed himself a few happy tears in the bathroom when he found a quiet moment. but vienna’s gentle with him, just as she always has been, squeezes his hand once before her other comes up to wipe his tears away.

when vienna has showed him all the constellations she can find on this particular night, they make their way back to the hotel. she drives slow on purpose, he knows, because they don’t have moments like this often anymore and it gets him excited for when she’ll start college in chicago. he makes a mental note to start looking for apartments near campus and the arena, thinks he needs to make sure they have a terrace or balcony to watch the city from.

there’s no hesitation when they make their way back to the hotel. she makes a quick detour to her room, grabs a small bag with the things she’ll need to sleep over and then slips right into connors room with him.

when they’re lying next to each other and connor watches vienna fall asleep in his shirt he can’t help but feel lucky. he went first overall and he’ll get to share his space and his life with his favourite girl again.

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girlfriend?

a part of: call it what you want au

everyone’s kind of distracted today. it’s the day of the hockey east championship game and the locker room is eerily quiet and simultaneously buzzing with energy.

it’s pretty frustrating from allys point of view, nobody answers unless she repeats herself at least once, the boys all seemingly already on the ice with at least half their brain capacity. she doesn’t blame them, it’s an important game after all, but it’s also not exactly easy for her.

when she’s offered every player new equipment at least once, she retreats back into the comfort of her equipment room, busying herself with preparing the blades and sticks she’ll take out to the bench with her.

after she’s hauled everything out rinkside and sorted it the way she likes, ally finds the locker room to be in a much better mood. their usual hype playlist blasts through speakers and slowly but surely the boys look like their usual confident selves again.

“gimme a sec, you can wait for me at the station”, she says to will when she passes by him to her locker and he’s already holding his tape out to her. she doesn’t have a stall but for christmas the boys got her her own little locker and a jersey because they pretty much viewed her as part of the team anyway.

she was at every skate, practice and game, spent her spare time in their little hangout area and went through loss and win with them so a jersey with her lucky number 7 and her last name was the best gift they could give her.

it had become a habit for her to tape will’s stick for games so as soon as she’s unzipped her sweater jacket and thrown it into her locker, leaving her in her wine red v-neck and black suit pants, and thrown her hair up into a messy bun she makes her way to the equipment room, not knowing she leaves behind a confused bunch of hockey players.

“was she wearing a 2 on her necklace?” “i thought i imagined that” “why’s she wearing a 2? eamon, you got somethin’ to say?”

their captan only shakes his head, knowing ally definitely would not wear his number. “it’s not because of me, but i don’t know what else it would be.” nobody notices gabe and ryan exchange an amused look.

the team go back to getting ready for the game quickly, everything too important for gossip right now. when eamon gets up to get himself a gatorade out of the fridge he’s disappointed to see his favourite flavour’s out.

knowing ally keeps spares of most flavours in a mini fridge in the equipment room, being the saint that she is, he stops in the doorframe to call out for her and can hold himself back just in time.

at the station he sees ally sat on the workspace, will leaning his hip on it next to her, head on her shoulder and hand around her waist as she tapes his stick. eamon’s surprised to see will’s eyes closed - he’s usually very particular about his tape job.

then it hits him though, he hasn’t seen will tape his stick himself in weeks, maybe months, and ally looks confident and practised, nails painting blue stripes in his vision with how fast she’s taping, seemingly knowing just how to move without disturbing will on her shoulder.

they’re whispering quietly to each other, his hand resting on the sliver of skin between her pants and shirt. it looks intimate in an almost casual way, and eamon can’t quite bring himself to interrupt or look away, even though he should.

ally finishes up the tape job by writing something on the tape quickly and he watches will open his eyes and stand between her legs, discarding the stick to the side.

it all dawns on him when will softly taps the dainty 2-necklace resting on her neckline, that will wears number 2 originally. and then he remembers that will, gabe and ryan were driven to the rink by ally before the game today. and that he thinks he saw ally and will cuddling on the bus after a loss a few months ago.

and that’s when his self control runs out and he clears his throat, lifting one eyebrow when they both jump like they’ve been caught doing something forbidden.

“jesus, it’s just you” ally breathes, hopping off the workspace and putting the tape away, all back to business withing seconds. “what can i do for you?” she asks eamon. “first of all, why’re you wearing that necklace? boys think ‘s ‘cause of me” he gestures at her necklace.

“’cause she’s my girlfriend” will answers confidently and eamon’s surprised to see ally blush, he’s not used to seeing the usually so nonchalant brunette show much emotion on her face.

“so, who knows about this” he points back and forth between her and the blond boy vaguely, his eyebrow rising even higher when will answers. “gabe, leno and olivia. and you, apparently”.

“not for long, boys saw your necklace” he warns ally. “that’s okay” she smiles, and eamons knees almost weaken with the intensity in her eyes when she looks back at will.

“i was actually looking for some blue gatorade, you got some back here? big fridge is all out” he states his original request. “oh yeah, for sure. one sec” she answers before she squeezes past an unmoving will with her hand on his bicep, handing eamon his bottle moments later. he decides to get back to his game day routine, but he has to chirp at them just once before he leaves: “no funny business in the facility though. i mean it.”

just before he’s out of the room he catches one last glimpse of wills stick, sees the small heart drawn on the bottom stripe of tape there with the tiny A next to it.

he’s barely out the door when ally turns to will. “girlfriend?” she asks shyly. will smiles, not used to seeing her without her confidence, pulls her into his arms. his smile widens when she rests her chin on his sternum so she can look up at him. “well yeah, you’ve been around for some time now and you know me really well, if you wanted to leave you already would’ve so i’m awarding you that title as of today” she grins up at him, presses one last peck to his lips for good luck before she pushes him back out into the locker room.

now that he knows about ally and will, eamon really doesn’t get how he could’ve not known. gabe and ryan are pretty obvious, whispering about them and exchanging glances everytime someone mentions a girlfriend or love or will. olivia’s kinda obvious, too. the social media girl always waiting until ally’s out of shot to take the picture, probably having been told to not show them together on the hockey team’s socials.

the most obvious though are the couple themselves. if any of the boys openend their eyes they’d definitely notice the love there as well. eamon can’t unsee it now.

it’s in the way allys eyes sparkle when will does well on the ice, in the way will sends her a tiny wink at the end of the high five line every time he scores.

it’s in the way he hugs her for a little too long when it’s game and he got his first hatty and they’re hockey east champions. in the way he has olivia take pictures of the two of them with his mvp trophy, in the way he smiles at her in some of them because she looks angelic under the lights, her eyes bright with pride.

it’s in the way they disappear for a little bit during the celebrations, eamon’s not sure if he wants to know where to or what they’re doing.

it’s in the way will convinces ally to come with to some party the upperclassmen are throwing, her having to leave her car at the rink and going to pick it up tomorrow. it’s in the way she can’t help but agree immediately when he flashes his puppy eyes at her.

it’s in the lighthearted competition of who gets more cups during the beer pong game at said party, in the joint cheer when they win and in the way will pulls ally onto the porch to kiss her privately but not secretly anymore.

and it’s in the way will grimaces but takes it when the boys pat (read: hit) him all over his back and shoulders, in the way he pulls ally right back in front of him when they’ve let up, wrapping his arms around her waist and resting his chin on her shoulder.

it’s even in the way will scrunches his nose up in half-fake-disgust while ally giggles uncontrollably, head thrown back onto his shoulder, when cutter jokes “smitty, no wonder you’ve been playing so well, gettin’ your stick taped by a pretty girl before every game”.

#alaska argent #goldie's call it what you want au #will smith hockey #will smith hockey imagine #will smith hockey x oc #will smith hockey x reader

[goldielia]

connor x vienna lore

soccer gf x hockey bf

morning person x morning person

physical touch gf x words of affirmation bf

stargazing gf x watching her instead bf

always cold gf x always warm bf

yapper gf x listener bf

“i can do it myself” x “i know you can but let me” (both are both)

both their mothers make albums for each year since 2010 (one for every year they've been best friends for) because there's hundreds of pictures showing connor and vienna and their relationship. when they look at them together as a couple they can literally see the journey from blatant teasing over affectionate banter to love.

connor isn't really around through viennas high school time, busy with hockey and spending a lot of his time in regina but he makes it a priority to take his favourite girl to prom. they've pinky promised on it when they were 14 and he was about to be playing whl when prom seemed like such a big deal and she couldn't bear the thought of him not being her date. (she didn't even think about it anymore until he timidly asked her a few weeks before prom if their deal still counted because if yes he would need to buy a suit and corsage).

vienna wears stars on her nails always, she first started when she was in middle school and used little nail stickers. now when she gets them done she will still get at least one star, sometimes making the whole design about them as well. connor picks up on that very quickly and when they've been together for a few months he starts going with her to manis and getting little stars to match hers.

after going to prom together in may and their moment at the draft in june, connor and vienna are attached at the hip all throughout summer. when they move into their chicago apartment together it takes connor a mere two weeks until he needs her to be with him officially and because he knows she hates big gestures he decides on only getting her flowers.

they make an effort to keep their relationship as private as possible, which doesn't mean they're quiet about it though. connor somehow manages to include her in nearly all of his instagram posts without ever showing her face. it's as quiet as her arm somewhere on the side of the frame or the bracelet she made him clearly visible. other times it's as loud as him literally tagging her. her instagram is private though, her profile picture shows her from behind and there's no information about her visible except for her first name so all his fans are clueless. it takes them a few years until they reveal their relationship in a more public manner but it does happen.

#connor bedard x reader #connor bedard imagine #connor bedard x oc #connor bedard #vienna ainsley summers #goldie's yeah i like you au

[goldielia]

vienna ainsley summers

aka. vi, stargirl, cherry

born on november 19th 2004 in vancouver

has an older sister (anastasia) and brother (noah)

lived a few streets down from connors family

loves cherries (hence the nickname)

used to hate running but needs it for soccer and actually kinda likes it now

runs with her sister whenever they see each other

they share apple watch data and have little bets going on

has been struggling with anxiety since she was young

got a lot better when she moved away for college because she loved the anonymity

has many tattoos everywhere except for her arms

didn’t decide on a college until connor was drafted

majoring in chemistry at uchicago to be a forensic scientist

watched criminal minds with her older sister a lot which impacted her job choice

her sister generally impacted her a lot and all three siblings are really similar

loves stargazing and constellations

used to watch the stars from the treehouse in their backyard all the time with connor

supports seattle reign fc in the nwsl but watches mostly european soccer

has the biggest crush on jule brand (a german soccer player)

realized she was bisexual because of kim possible

wears two french braids for every soccer game (connor braids them if possible)

#connor bedard #connor bedard x reader #connor bedard x oc #connor bedard imagine #vienna ainsley summers #goldie's yeah i like you au

[goldielia]

yeah, i like you au

vienna ainsley summers

connor x vienna lore

pinterest board

september 2009 - when connor met vienna

28 jun 2023 - chicago

#connor bedard #connor bedard x reader #connor bedard x oc #connor bedard imagine #vienna ainsley summers #goldie's yeah i like you au

[goldielia]

true love

a part of: call it what you want au

part 1: you are in love

warnings: smut (protected sex, p in v) but very soft

ally wakes up first the next morning, still wrapped up in wills arms but laying on her back now, his head of blond curls nuzzled into her chest, hair tickling her neck. knowing will would sleep for a while longer after a game, she starts gently tracing shapes on his back under the hoodie with her right hand, tangling her left up in his hair and playing with the strands.

he stirred in her arms every now and then but didn’t wake up, leaving her to enjoy a peaceful, sunny morning. her bed was next to the window so she could watch the sunday morning get busier from her position on the bed.

she’d started writing little love letters on will’s skin, not holding back now that the 3 little words had been said out loud for the first time. she even picked up her current book and read a few chapters before he started waking up.

she quickly marked her page, wrapping her arms around his waist again and letting him wake up fully. he stretched into her, reminding her of a cat a little bit before he settled down into her arms again, tucking his face away in her neck, softly kissing the skin there. she sighed, running her nails up and down his back lightly and pressing her cheek to his head as they exchange whispered good mornings.

she moves them slightly, laying more on their sides but still chest to chest. he pulls back a little bit, blinking until his eyes open properly to look at her. she closes her eyes when he starts tracing the shape of her face with his fingertips, starting by following the bridge of her nose, continuing over her eyebrow, down to her cheekbone and onto the other side.

he presses a gentle peck to her lips, letting it linger for a bit, leaning his forehead onto hers. she chases after him, kisses him until she can coax his mouth open into a soft, lazy makeout. when they pull away she flips them until she sits in his lap, legs on either side of his and tugs his hoodie off before throwing it to the side. he lays back down, pulling her with him to get her to kiss him again, tangles his hands into the hair behind her ears to keep it out of the way. when she sits up a little she can’t help but tell him again: “i love you, will” he smiles lazily, taking her hand to drop a kiss onto the back of it before he answers “i love you too, ally.” she can’t help but lean down and kiss him again.

she trails kisses from his lips down his jaw and neck, lightly grinding her hips against his. she only stops when his hands find her hips, holding them in place. she looks up at him, eyes laced with equal amounts of confusion and concern.

“don’t worry, you’re good. just don’t want this to be over yet”, he blushes. she softly smiles at him before her expression turns more into teasing. “well, we wouldn’t want that” she lets herself fall back on the bed next to him, throwing an arm over his bare waist while keeping her face close to his.

he turns back to her, pulls her leg over his hip and presses his lips to hers, slowly grinding their hips together once again. his hands slide under her shirt, pull it up and over her head with her help before he has them on her soft skin, exploring her upper body until right where she’s wearing a pair of his boxers as her last item of clothing.

after they’ve both gotten rid of their boxers and slotted together again, bodies warm where skin meets skin. his hand finds it’s way between her legs, not entirely new territory for them but not exactly something they’re used to either. he can’t decide if he wants to keep his lips on hers or if he wants to pull back and watch her, face showing expressions he can’t quite get enough of.

soft sounds have been leaving her mouth steadily, muffled by where she now hides her face in his shoulder. he stills his fingers when she unwraps her arms from his shoulders and grips his hips instead, pulling them towards hers. “are you sure?” he whispers. she lifts her head, looks straight into his eyes and nods “yeah, will.”

he nods, slightly overwhelmed for a second, which she seems to notice right away. “we don’t have to, you know that right? i just thought-” he cuts her off with a kiss. “it’s perfect, ally. i just didn’t expect it” she smiles, pecking his lips once again. “condom?” she whispers against them. he scrambles slightly, leaving the bed shortly to find one in the pocket of his sweatpants. when he comes back to sit on the bed he shakes slightly, nerves getting the better of him.

with a kiss to his shoulder she sits up and takes the small packet from his fingers, asking one last time “are you really okay with this?” he nods quickly, “i promise i am. i just- i don’t wanna fuck this up or make it bad for you” she smiles fondly, lifting herself to sit in his lap and pulling him into a hug for a moment. he gladly returns it, feeling a little better through her touch alone.

“if you’re still sure” he nods before he hears the end of her sentence “how do you want to do this?” he thinks for a moment, then answers “just like this, if you’re okay with that?” she smiles, lifting her body up on her knees. she gets a hand on him, which takes his breath away for a moment, gets him up to full hardness within mere seconds.

once she’s rolled the condom on him - which makes him shudder and drop his head to her shoulder - she lifts his chin to make sure he looks at her when her eyes search for any hint of discomfort. when she doesn’t find anything she takes a deep breath, angles him right and slowly starts to sink down on him, leaning her forehead against his.

it takes a second for her to sit all the way in his lap but when she does they both release the breath they've been holding before giggling at each other. “god, we’re so awkward” will shakes his head, smiling down at her. she grins up at him, green eyes shining with love, before she presses her lips to his, wraps her arms around his shoulders when his come to wrap tightly around her waist and starts slowly moving her hips.

it doesn’t take them long after that, soft sounds spilling more and more often when his hand comes down between her thighs again, finding that spot that he knows she needs. she shakes her head slightly where their temples are pressed together, using one of her hands to readjust his movement until she can’t help but moan right into his ear, her arms clinging onto his broad shoulders again.

he moves his fingers faster, trying to get her where she needs to be before he loses it himself and it works. when he presses his lips to her neck, softly nipping at the skin, she drops her head to his shoulder and reaches her high with a string of soft moans, slightly muffled by his skin. he allows himself to let go at that moment as well, spilling into the condom with a sound that’s dangerously close to a whimper when she inevitably tightens around him.

they stay like that for a moment, holding each other in a tight hug and pressing gentle, lingering kisses into lips and skin before she starts shivering slightly from the cold air and he lifts her off of him and slowly lowers her down into her sheets again, disposing of the condom before he wraps her up in his arms and her comforter.

the sun shining through her window makes her look angelic, almost etheral when she looks up at him with sparkling green eyes, her cheeks still flushed and a light pink mark on her neck that he knows he’ll get shit for when she notices it.

instead of worrying about that though, he tells her he loves her once more, smiles widely when she answers him she loves him just as much and enjoys the feeling of her skin against his.

#will smith hockey #will smith hockey imagine #will smith hockey x oc #will smith hockey x reader #goldie's call it what you want au #alaska argent

[goldielia]

when celly met ethan

a part of: fuck it i love you au

warnings: mention of sex (nothing graphic)

the sun barely shows up at the horizon when celly wakes up. she has a pounding headache that makes her turn around in bed and try to go back to sleep. she rolls straight into someones chest though. it makes her jump, open her eyes and sit up quickly. she’s not in her bedroom. her head throbs because of the fast movement, but she doesn’t have the luxury to care about that.

slowly but surely she remembers parts of last night. they’d gone out to a bar, her roommates and a few football players. on their way home they’d passed the hockey house and decided to stop by the party going on there.

they were already tipsy to start with, a white claw while getting ready and some fruity drinks at the bar doing wonders for their mood. they’d stumbled into the house, giggly and on the hunt for more drinks.

surprisingly, there was a lot of white girl music blaring through the speakers so she and her roommates had abandoned the boys they came with and instead found a round of shots and a spot to dance.

it had taken a while for her to notice ethans staring. he’d been leaning against a wall, talking to some guys on the team with a beer in hand and he hadn’t taken his eyes off of her for more than ten seconds at a time.

she didn’t take people home or go home with people often but she hadn’t picked someone up in a while and you could see ethan was attractive even if you were blind.

she was wearing washed out mom jeans with a strategically dangerous cut beneath one asscheek, switching sides in their dance circle to make sure he would see.

with a wink to her roommates (a sign they’d established at one of their first college parties) she subtly made her movements a little more sensual. they joined in immediately, slotting closer into their circle, arms wrapping around waists and shoulders, hips moving against each other in unison.

it took about half a song for ethan’s eyes to drop to her ass. another half for him to make a decision. by the next song he was making his way behind her, the girls she was dancing with excusing themselves to get more drinks the second they saw him.

things became a little hazy after that, she remembers dancing with him, closer and closer until they were making out. she was about 50 percent sure he’d fingered her standing up against the bathroom door at some point before he’d carried her up to his room.

he’d laid her on his bed and kissed her, more gentle than downstairs but still with so much want. undressed both of them and kept her under and on top of him for two (or maybe three?) rounds before he’d tucked her tightly against his chest and caressed her back under his shirt he’d given her until she fell asleep.

she almost felt bad slipping out of his bed, clumsily pulling on her clothes from yesterday night and leaving the shirt on his dresser but she couldn’t stay. she was pretty sure she hadn’t told him her name either (he seemed to be content with “baby”, “pretty girl” and “good girl”). the hockey players' egos coming in clutch because the mens team didn’t really know anyone on the women’s team anyway while the girls had to watch their videos religiously at practice.

she trailed downstairs and through the mess there on the tiptoes of her navy converse, not wanting to wake anyone. after quickly checking if she had all her belongings she pulled the front door closed quietly and started her walk of shame, the distance from their house to the hockey house thankfully not being far at all.

about forty-five minutes later she found herself at the rink for saturday morning practice, being chirped at not only by one of her roommates who had seen her making out with ethan fucking edwards for god’s sake, lessie, but by pretty much the whole team because she had to take an ibuprofen for the headache in the locker room and couldn’t skate in a straight line for the life of her.

ethan was one of the last people to wake up in the hockey house that morning, instantly disappointed the girl wasn’t in bed with him anymore. he was desperately searching for a note, something of hers to give him any excuse to see her again. when he finally gave up and went downstairs and rutger asked who he’d hooked up with, it truly hit him that he hadn’t even asked for her name.

#ethan edwards imagine #ethan edwards x oc #ethan edwards x reader #ethan edwards #celeste st. james #goldie's fuck it i love you au

[goldielia]

when ethan met celly

a part of: fuck it i love you au

if there was any game that they didn’t worry about this season, it was the one happening this friday. which ethan thinks might’ve been their first mistake. every year the umich men’s hockey team plays one game against the women’s. every year they win. sometimes they win higher, as high as 9-0 even. sometimes they win barely. it’s never a question really, though, because “women’s hockey is just slower and less powerful”.

it’s different this year. the girls seem to be dancing around them in their navy blue jerseys, most trailing a braid behind them. they’re faster than most boys, easily dodging anything physical and playing beautiful hockey.

the only thing they’re missing is luck. he stopped counting how many shots were miraculously deflected that every player on the ice had practically seen hit the net already. whenever he’s on the bench, he tries to make sense of the girls’ team, never quite getting the hang of their tactics. everyone seems to play everywhere, offense and defense mixing and changing swiftly around stiff boys in yellow jerseys.

he doesn’t know many girls on the team, they run into each other at practice sometimes and there’s been the rare occasion they’ve been at a party the other team was throwing but except for dylan’s on-off-girlfriend and a few of her friends he doesn’t really know anyone.

the more he watches, the more he wishes their number 18 would play for the men’s team. she centers her line easily, puck never leaving her stick when she doesn’t want it to. he doesn’t think he’s seen her make a single mistake this whole game. and she’s fast. circles around him and precisely picks the puck off of his stick like he’s a toddler skating for the first time.

he’s almost glad when it’s still standing 1-1 nearing the end of the last period. their 18 set dukers ex up with a filthy assist somewhere during second period and all she had to do was hold her stick for it to be a goal. mark’s goal a few minutes later looks like pure luck next to that, and it kind of was. the women’s goalie had it out of the dangerous zone already when he hits it clumsily with nearly not enough power and it just makes the line for it to count.

during the last few seconds of the game, ethan meets number 18 center ice for a faceoff and instantly wishes he never looked at her face.

he doesn’t see the insanely good hockey player. he sees the girl he had under him at a party just about two weeks ago. the girl he hadn’t been able to stop thinking about. maybe the best fuck of his life. scratch that. definitely the best fuck of his life.

her pretty blue eyes are fixed on his already, nothing hinting that she remembers him. he finds a twinkle in them though, a little competitiveness showing behind her stoic facade. he’s suddenly really pissed at himself about not making more of an effort to find her.

she left his bed that morning before he, or any of the boys for that matter, were up. she hadn’t left a single thing, not a note, not anything of hers. he didn’t even know more than her last name, written across the navy of her jersey in their usual maize. and he couldn’t stop thinking about her, maybe that was the worst part of it. he desperately wanted to see her again. searched on instagram, anywhere, but couldn’t find her.

he’s ready for this faceoff though, more ready than for any faceoff in his life, probably. they need this win. he needs to win this. especially against her. he’s played like shit tonight and he wants to show her he’s actually good. that he’s a prospect for a nhl team for a reason.

the puck drops. he sees it fall, is ready to get his stick in there and the puck behind him. she’s faster though. before he can process anything else, she’s moved past him, puck already back on her stick. he can’t tell if their defense just isn’t ready or if she’s that fast but before any of them reach her she’s hit the puck, let it bounce off the side of the goalpost and tumble into the net.

the buzzer signals the end of the game. they lost. he can’t wrap his head around that. the yellow players are like statues, frozen on the ice and soon swamped by a sea of navy blue, girls happily giggling and throwing themselves onto their game-winning-scorer, celebrating under the lights of what was supposed to be their victory.

and then number 18 frees herself from the arms of her team, taking her helmet off and shaking her messy, blonde braid out of it. the smile on her face is blinding as she takes in the arena, the noise. for a second ethan thinks he’d happily lose every game if he could see that smile again.

when the boys walk out of the locker room, moping and brooding after they got their ears talked off with criticism by their coach, they pass by the girls still partying in the hallway. they’ve abandoned their gear, most of them in either shorts and a sports bra or their jerseys. dukers ex (he now thinks she might still be a girlfriend?) skips up to them on socked feet, grinning at them with so much enthusiasm and genuine happiness, ethan’s almost happy for the girls. after all, the boys not only lost for the first time ever but the girls have won for the first time ever.

“we’re partying at celly’s tomorrow, you’re all invited. we’d really like for you to show.” the hallway goes quiet when the girls slowly but surely notice the boys and turn their music down. it feels like an olive branch, women and men’s hockey teams at umich never really were anything more than acquaintances.

“oh, come on” another girl yells at the back. “you can’t pass up a party anyway. besides, if our number 18, our match-winning-scorer, our very own celeste st. james throws a rager, you’re missing out if you’re not going.”

the blonde grins from her spot between the girls, completely swamped by her jersey now that she’s not wearing gear underneath, long legs bare except for white tennis socks. he can’t stop his brain from imagining what she’d look like in a maize jersey with his 73 and last name on her back and nothing else.

there’s a challenging look in her eyes when they meet ethan’s. “beer pong. you pick a team, we pick a team. winner gets to choose practice times for a month. then we have a rematch monthly until the end of the season.”

ethan’s confused. why would they want to change practice times? the boys around him don’t look like they know either. except for duker. “you just want to not have saturday morning practices anymore so you can take people home” he grins at the girl.

“and if i do?” she challenges again, briefly meeting ethan’s eyes, which widen in understanding. before he can think about it, he already hears “you’re on” come out of his own mouth. she giggles at him, the other girls around her squealing and whooping and turning their music back up to continue celebrating.

#ethan edwards x oc #ethan edwards imagine #ethan edwards x reader #ethan edwards #celeste st. james #goldie's fuck it i love you au

[goldielia]

omg thank u so much!!

i've literally re-read ur will au so many times, glad u like mine as well 🫶🏻

Do you happen to have any blog recommendations?

YESS!! i have way to many recommendations!

@faithshouseofchaos one of the first blogs i ever read on here! amazing f1 and hockey stories, does a lot of supernatural in her stories!!

@bedsyandco her au’s are so goooooood and she has amazing ideas i swear she always is coming up with something new!

@sunflower-lilac42 love love love love all of her stories and au’s! definitely one of my favorites to reads!!

@luke-hughes43 one of my favorite blogs ever!! i adore her stella and luke au! and bella and ethan au! jsut read everything she has posted!

@sc0tters amazingggg au’s and stores, i swear she gets me so attached to her characters! literally love everything on this page!

@sweetestdesire the sweetest writer ever!! either writing the sweetest or really smutty stories, definitely recommend!

@chelawrites one of my favorites as well! i love her formula one stories!

@hischier-papaya i adore her blog, she’s an absolutely amazing writer and has such an incredible brain i swear she is always coming up with new ideas!

@hockybish one of my favorite writers for au’s! i absolutely adore her au’s and i love all of the characters so much!

@prettyboywoll Ahh one of my favorite writers! makes amazing au’s and if you ever wondered what it’s like to have a certain hockey player be your boyfriend she’s written many for many players!!

@burreaux-drys i loveeee her works but her au’s with ethan and rutger and one with trevor and jamie, they are so good!

@wintfleur i adore her au for stella hughes!! stella is written so well and she’s so sweet! writes for hockey and formula one!

@generalllimaginesss love everything she has written!! has so many au’s/series that are so well written!

@uglyducklingofthe2000s one of my absolute favorite formula one writers! writes for so many of the drivers!

@whatsaninterestingplacethisis definitely an amazing writer and i alway enjoy reading the stories!!!

@equallyshaw such an amazing writer, always writing the softest or the sadest stuff i swear!! really great au’s!

@quintinh43 i’ve adored reading eveything she’s posted and is an amazing writer!

@diorsluv her series i swear is such a funny and enjoyable read, i die laughing everytime i read her work!

@corrodedcoffins-blog one of my favorites again!!! but really an amazing blog and has some very fun au’s that i recommend!

@chewingcyanide some of my favorites stories are on this blog! i definitely suggest her jack series, it’s amazing and a roller coaster of an emotions

@angelicsoka love love love everything on this blog! such amazing work that i’ve read on the blog!!!!

@babydollmarauders one of my favorite writers to read! absolutely amazing stories and au’s, also a major plus she is a major john and jack stan :)

@thatintrovertedwriter i swear luke hughes number one fan, so if you want anything luke please go to her :) but like all of her stories and au’s are incredible so read them all!

@starry-hughes one of my favorite blogs! really has a incredible writing styles and i always enjoying reading anything from her!

@slafkovskys really writes incredible pieces! my favorite is always the angel x hughes bros so like definitely read that and all of her other au’s and works!

@sunkissed-zegras i adore reading anything from the blog, just adore everything i’ve read from her!

@fiapartridge i love everything on this blog too! but her au’s are amazing and she has a macklin au!!!!!

@thewintersoldierdisaster i love that she writes for some hockey players that aren’t always on this app a lot!!

@goldielia i adore her will au!! like you need to read it immediately!

@luke-hughes43 love everything from her! i love her au’s and ami am obsessed with nico and blake

@theemporium i LOVE this blog so much! formula one and hockey content, has written some of my favorites!

@drewsbuzzcut writes some amazing works especially her series!! i love dallas and nick!

@mclarengremlin definitely check out his golden son series! it’s amazing and i’ve definitely reread it so many times!

@lennysfridge you want a hockey au go to her page! i swear i’ve binged read all of her au’s many times!

@valluvsu i loved her top gun stories!! and i just love her whole blog!

is this enough recommendations? let me know love!

[goldielia]

ethan x celly lore

hockey player x hockey player

owns a total of 5 shirts bf x aquires 5 new shirts a week gf

dog lover x dog lover

patient bf x commitment issues gf

not a single thought bf x overthinker gf

morning person bf x night owl gf

future njd player bf x future nyfw designer gf

they need a few months to get past the walk-of-shame-stage but as soon as she stays the first morning there's no getting her back home. she lives with three of her teammates that have pretty much turned into best friends but when she gets comfortable in the hockey boys' house she loves it. she does also feel obligated to help them keep things clean because boy is that house a mess but they pay her back by not teasing her about her and ethan being loud and they make her pretty okay pancakes (heart shaped when the house was particularly messy).

they're that one couple that everyone knows gets a little raunchy whenever one of them had a few too many drinks. her favourite jeans to wear to parties have a cut just below the asscheek and it is ethans weakness. his hands just gravitate towards the little sliver of skin all the time and when he's drunk there's no voice in his head telling him to keep his hands to himself.

since both of them are off for the summer they're basically inseperable. there's a few weeks spent at the hughes' lake house or with a few other friends but they do find a way to spend most of their summer together. there's just no way they could resist renting a house just the two of them, naked tanning and unholy things in the whirlpool.

he pays for her nails. always. she gets literally the simplest nude acrylic most times but he will pay for it. she breaks a nail at practice? he'll pay for the repair. he'll even throw a little iced coffee on top so she has something to drink while the artist is working. if he has the time he'll also gladly come with and sit in the salon for hours just watching and gossiping.

he doesn't want to get her a necklace because she already has the one she always wears. he doesn't want to get her a ring though because that seems so... proposal-promise-ish. nobody sees when she wears an anklet so that's off the table, too. he decides on making her bracelets, two because he loved the flower design but he's not sure if she will. they took him way too long and the flowers are a little wonky but she wears them non-stop.

#ethan edwards #celeste st. james #ethan edwards x reader #ethan edwards x oc #ethan edwards imagine #goldie's fuck it i love you au