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I don’t follow hockey very much, but I like your writing. Is it okay to follow you? If not, that’s cool too. I’ll just admire from a far... 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

Oh my goodness, that’s totally fine!! I’m not one to police my followers lol.

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Reblogging for the morning crew

Worker’s Compensation (Andre Burakovsky)

Anonymous said:

can you write something for andre where his gf is a trainer and goes out on the ice to help someone but gets hurt in a fight? thank you !!!

Word count: 1587

Author’s note: This isn’t a part of my holiday series (which you can find under this tag), but I got a streak of inspiration for this and really wanted to write it. Enjoy!

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can you write something for andre where his gf is a trainer and goes out on the ice to help someone but gets hurt in a fight? thank you !!!

This is posted bb!

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Worker’s Compensation (Andre Burakovsky)

Anonymous said:

can you write something for andre where his gf is a trainer and goes out on the ice to help someone but gets hurt in a fight? thank you !!!

Word count: 1587

Author’s note: This isn’t a part of my holiday series (which you can find under this tag), but I got a streak of inspiration for this and really wanted to write it. Enjoy!

Having a job is almost a necessity for most college students, especially in the United States. With high tuition, expenses that your parents used to pay for when you lived at home and the dreaded groceries, life is expensive for a twenty-something getting their degree. When you were offered an internship with your school’s athletic training department, you almost didn’t take it. Sure, it was what you were going to school for and what you were passionate about, but all the internships you had done before were unpaid, which led you to believe that this was no different.

You were pleasantly surprised when you went in for your interview and the head of the department ran through your duties and salary. You took the job immediately, and the day you quit your shitty retail job was still ranked as one of the best days of your life.

Behind getting in a relationship with Andre, of course.

Andre, your sweet Swedish boyfriend whom you had met when your Physiology of Exercise lab took a trip to the MedStar Capitals Iceplex to go on a tour and hear from a trainer who was an alumnus of your program. The players were surprisingly all present for the tour, and were more than willing to answer any questions the eager students had. You, not one to speak up in the face of such greatness (you could barely even look at Alexander Ovechkin without wanting to scream), chose to take diligent notes instead. When Andre had noticed you in the back and went to speak to you, your relationship had taken off from there.

He’s very proud that you’re getting to experience valuable hands-on training with your school, and tries to make it to every game you’re scheduled for, despite your protests. Even though he knows next to nothing about football, he managed to make some excellent points about the quarterback’s skill when he attended the one football game you stood on the sidelines for. He knew a little bit more about baseball and was able to sit right behind the dugout multiple times during the Caps’ offseason before he headed back to Sweden.

Now that it’s finally hockey season, Andre’s almost desperate to make it to one of the games. Not only are you at almost every home game after your training was finally completed, but the man’s a professional hockey player. His life is hockey. Unfortunately for him, his season is also underway, meaning he’s only been able to be at one of the games this season.

Your team’s playing Quinnipiac tonight, and so far it’s been a pretty quiet game compared to the rest of the season. The injury bug’s hit your boys hard, and you’ve had to diagnose more tears and sprains than you were ever willing to. Experience is good, but not when it comes at the expense of your team.

Your senior trainer, a former D-1 football star who dedicated his life to helping athletes after he blew out both knees in the span of a year, nudges you when the left wing and assistant captain of your team, Nick, goes down hard after a brutal hit. When he hasn’t moved in five seconds, you’re both on your feet, a med bag in your hand as you hop over the boards. Deshaun, the senior trainer, reaches Nick first and is down on his knees asking questions. You kneel on the other side of the injured hockey player, listening intently as he describes his pain and where he got hit. It sounds like a rib injury, but you still make the decision to take him back to the locker room and do a more thorough check.

While you’ve been diagnosing the injury, a scrum formed above you. A couple of the defensemen took offense to the hit, and there’s jawing from players on both teams. You nudge your captain, letting him know you’re about to move the injured man, and he attempts to move the argument elsewhere. You stand and help Nick to his feet, turning to move, when all hell breaks loose.

Both captains and the referees were attempting to break up the escalating fight when two defensemen from opposing teams broke free. One of them, being more trigger-happy than the other, immediately attempted swinging. At the sound of yelling, you turn in an attempt to protect your already-injured player when you’re hit by friendly fire. A stray elbow slams into your face and you immediately collapse.

You’re only out for a few seconds, the whistles and yelling bringing you back. The bright lights pierce through the spots of black in your vision as you slowly recognize Deshaun’s face hovering above yours.

“(Y/N), can you tell me where you are?” He asks. You shakily sit up, eyes widening when you realize the blood spattered across the ice is from you.

“Shit, am I bleeding?” Deshaun nods, steadying your shoulders.

“I’m gonna take you back to the locker room, are you okay with standing?” You nod, wincing at the movement your head makes. Two of the guys on the team help you up and off the ice. You want to thank them, but the thought of even moving your head has you nauseous, so you refrain. As you make your way into the locker room, the only thought on your mind is Andre.

“I need to call my boyfriend.” You mutter, attempting to get your bearings and find your phone. Nick, who had been ushered back in the time it took for you to regain consciousness, gets up hastily and sits you down.

“You probably have a concussion, (Y/N). Where’s your phone? I’ll call him for you.” You motion in the direction of the training office, closing your eyes now that the adrenaline is wearing off and the pain is setting in.

“Can you put it on speakerphone? I don’t want him to have an absolute freakout.” Nick hums his approval as you press your thumb on the home button, granting access to your phone.

“Andre, right?” You nod, cracking your eyes open when the phone starts ringing.

“Hello?” You relax immediately upon hearing Andre’s voice.

“Hey, Andre. You at home?” You ask.

“Yeah, game finished about an hour ago. Are you done already? Last I checked, it’s only the middle of the third.” You’re trying to find words to string together into a sentence, but the synapses in your brain don’t seem to be willing to work together.

“Hey man, it’s Nick, one of the guys on the team?” Nick takes over when he sees your obvious confusion.

“Uh, hi?”

“Listen,” you’re led into the exam room by Deshaun then, the conversation being cut off from your ears.

You had been laying in the dark for a half an hour, Deshaun quickly diagnosing you with a concussion and leaving you to rest after he had completed his exam. Andre, from what you had gathered, was understandably freaked out, and should be at the stadium soon. You had insisted that you could drive yourself home, but after your eyes weren’t even able to follow Deshaun’s finger, that idea had been shut down quickly.

A quiet knock on the door has you sitting up on your elbows. You squint at the light that floods in when the door opens, Andre stepping in. He immediately rushes towards you, caressing your face with worry.

“Oh baby, your eye.” You had learned that you had a nasty black eye when you were sent to go wash the blood off of your face.

“Thanks, that makes me feel better about everything.” You joke, wincing when Andre pulls you to him too fast.

“How are you feeling?”

“My head hurts.” You whimper at the mention of your head, which seems to start throbbing even worse. “They gave me some Tylenol, but it hasn’t kicked in yet.” Andre kisses your forehead, moving you onto his lap.

“I’m going to kill whoever hurt you.” He mutters.

“Please don’t. It was an accident, and it was one of our guys.” You explain.

“That doesn’t make it any better. A guy gets injured and their first response is to start beating each other up?” You can’t help but to chuckle at the irony of the situation.

“Isn’t your best friend known for beating people up when they mess with his teammates?” Even in the dark, you can see Andre flush.

“Shut up, aren’t you supposed to be laying down?” You allow Andre to worry over you for a few moments, knowing he had been worried sick about you.

“I’m okay, you know?”

“I know.” Andre sighs. “It’s just-when that guy told me you had been socked in the face, I panicked. I know that a concussion isn’t even the worst thing that could happen, but it’s the fact that it happened to you that terrifies me.”

“I hate to say it, but now you know how I feel when I’m at your games.” Andre stands, reaching an arm out for you to grab. Letting him grab your things, he slips a pair of large sunglasses over your eyes before opening the door. You only protest when he lifts you off your feet, carrying you out to the building.

“Andre, baby, you really don’t have to do this.” Andre hums.

“Rest is the best remedy for a concussion, (Y/N). Plus, I’m not letting you go for the next week.” You rest your head against Andre’s chest, thinking that you could get used to the coddling.

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please write an imagine for matt grzelcyk, maybe christmas or holiday themed? thank you!

Lol forgot to answer this but this has been posted 

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A Matt Grzelcyk Christmas (Matt Grzelcyk)

Anonymous said: please write an imagine for matt grzelcyk, maybe christmas or holiday themed? thank you!

Anonymous said: #38 from List 3, please! It can be any person you want

Word count: 839

Author’s Note: This is a part of my holiday series! You can find the three prompt lists on my blog. Also, why are there so many consonants in Matt Grzelcyk’s name? 

“Oh no.” You can’t help the snort of laughter that falls out of your mouth when you first step into Matt’s apartment. He was very proud that he decorated his place all by himself, and had been begging you all day to come by and check out his handiwork. While you were impressed by his ability to hang a wreath on a door and put twinkling lights everywhere, the Christmas tree was a whole different story.

“‘Oh no?’ What do you mean by that?” Matt asks, the glow from the string lights casting odd shadows across his face. You turn towards him, biting your lip in an attempt to look serious.

“Matt, honey, that is the saddest Christmas tree I’ve ever seen.” The look of indignation on his face is enough to send you into another fit of giggles.

“Excuse you, (Y/N), I do believe they say that we don’t choose the tree, the tree chooses us.”

“Did you just quote Harry Potter?” Matt ignores you, continuing on his grand spiel.

“And when the guys and I were at that tree lot today, this little guy called out to me. I had to save him!” You take another look at the tree, tilting your head in an attempt to see the appeal. It’s a scrawny little thing, not even five feet tall. The branches are pretty sparse towards the bottom, and you can already see a pile of pine needles gathering where Matt has neglected to put a tree skirt.

“Have you had a Christmas tree since you got your own place?” Matt shakes his head.

“Nope, which is why I decided to let the trees do the talking and make their case as to why I should take it home.”

“Well, did you buy it a drink first?” You joke. Matt shoots a sour look your way. “I’m sorry Matt, I had to! The joke was right there!”

“Okay, now that you’ve had your comedy special can you give me some honest feedback? I’ve never done this before, obviously.”

“It’s a nice little tree for your place, it’s just going to make a big mess.” Matt raises an eyebrow.

“Why will there be a mess?”

Pointing down to the pile of needles already accumulating under the tree, you move Matt’s attention from you to the tree. “The pine needles. We need to get you a tree skirt. And you obviously need some ornaments on this, but other than that I think it’ll be a great first tree.” You spare a glance at Matt, who’s still waiting for you to continue. “You have ornaments and a tree skirt, right?” Smiling sheepishly, Matt shakes his head.

“Target?” You nod, already slipping your coat back on. “I knew there was a reason that I kept you around, and it isn’t your jokes.”

One trip to Target and an hour and a half later, there’s finally progress with the tree. After some strategic garland placement and lots of rotating the tree, it’s finally in a position where it doesn’t look too scrawny. You’re just placing what you think is the last ornament when Matt comes back into the kitchen, two mugs of tea in his hands. Taking one from him, you place a grateful kiss on his cheek and move back to study your handiwork.

“It looks like a completely different tree.” Matt comments, taking a sip of his tea before wincing.

“So you admit it was a sad little thing before I showed up?”

“Never. It always looked great, this is just version two point oh.” You playfully roll your eyes and move to turn the main lights off, letting the soft glow of the holiday lights flood the living room in a warm light. You both stand in silence, looking at the festive scene and stealing glances of the person next to you when you think the other isn’t looking.

“Thanks for letting me take over this operation.” You lean into Matt’s chest.

“I’m glad you took it over, it looks way better than anything I could ever do. Thanks for letting this be our first tree as a couple.” You think for a moment.

“Huh, I guess it is.”

“Wouldn’t wanna spend the holidays with anyone else.” Matt grins. You both clink your mugs together before taking sips of your drinks. Smirking, you start quietly humming. It takes Matt a minute, but eventually he looks down at you.

“Are you humming the song from ‘Charlie Brown Christmas?’” He asks. You laugh, nodding. Gently shoving your shoulder, he groans. “Boo, you really do think you’re a comedian, don’t you?” Your quiet humming is interrupted by Matt placing a kiss on your lips. Whether it’s because he really does like your jokes or because he just wants to get you to shut up, you’re not too sure. You get your answer soon enough when he starts humming the same song under his breath. You laugh quietly before joining in, just two people in love spending their first Christmas season together.

#matt grzelcyk #matt grzelcyk imagine #boston bruins #boston bruins imagine #hockey #hockey imagine #hockey imagines #hockey fanfiction #nhl #nhl imagine #nhl imagines #nhl fanfiction #happy chrismanzukah!

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Prompt list #3!

Holiday Drabble Prompts

1.      “I thought you said this was eggnog.”

2.      “It’s deck the halls with boughs of holly, not jolly, you idiot.”

3.      “Even Jesus was given a stable to sleep in.”

4.      “THAT’S IT, COAL FOR EVERYONE.”

5.      “You’re about as jolly as a humbug.”

6.      “Don’t get your tinsel in a tangle.”

7.      “The tree isn’t the only thing getting LIT this year.”

8.      “The cranberry sauce is burnt?! That’s it, holiday over.”

9.      “Always jingle all the way. No one likes a half-ass jingler.”

10.   “Christmas is cancelled, please leave presents at the door on the way out.”

11.   “When I think about you, I touch my elf.”

12.   “I can hear those sleigh bells jingling.”

“Halloween ended nine minutes ago.”

13.   “Your opinion wasn’t in the recipe.”

14.   “It’s beginning to look a lot like cocktails.”

15.   “Sweet but twisted, does that make me a candy cane?”

16.   “Hoe hoe hoe, bitches.”

17.   “Fake smiles everyone, it’s Christmas!”

18.   “Friends don’t give friends fruitcake.”

19.   “All I want for Christmas is you. No, not you – arrogant, much?”

20.   “One day of coal, 364 days of fun – I’ll take my chances.”

21.   “Can I get a copy of that naughty list?”

22.   “What’s so great about Santa? I hear he only comes once a year.”

23.   “I’m dreaming of a white Christmas, but if the white runs out – I’ll drink the red.”

24.   “Guess we’re sharing that twin bed.”

25.   “Most people bring flowers. I’m not most people.”

26.   “Damn, YES! The Great Christmas Bake Off, I love this show!”

27.   “Look, anyone who thinks pumpkin is better than pecan can eat on the damn floor.”

28.   “Pin the tail on the reindeer was a horrible idea.”

29.   “I made that for you with love. Also, because I’m broke.”

30.   “Tinsel is the weed on Christmas’ front lawn.”

31.   “I’m not greedy, I only want one golden ring for Christmas!”

32.   “Fa la-la la-la, la-la la no.”

33.   “If you give me a dick-in-a-box, you’re going to be alone on New Year’s.”

34.   “What even is figgy pudding?”

35.   “Silent night, holy night. All is calm, all is – OKAY, THAT’S IT.”

36.   “On the first day of Christmas, my true love gave to me – nothing, because he forgot we were going to my parents’ house.”

37.   “Cookies for Santa, milk for Santa – and protein bars for the reindeer because damn, how many miles?!”

38.   “That is the saddest Christmas tree I’ve ever seen.”

39.   “How many elves on the shelf is too many?”

40. “Is that coal in your pocket or are you happy to see me?”

41. “Oh, shit, children - duck!”

42. “I hate carolers. They’re full of yuletide joy.”

43. “That’s not mistletoe, that’s basil.”

44. “That’s one thing you can’t put a bow on.”

45. “Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good fright.”

co-written by @knockknocksoosthere and @changseobbing

#happy chrismanzukah!

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This’ll be list #2!

i’m always a slut for a christmas au 

“i know we hate each other but it’s christmas eve and your flight was cancelled please come inside”

“i got you for secret santa so i got you this really expensive but sentimental gift that you’ve always wanted, hoping you’ll never find out it’s from me - and that i’ve been in love with you 1234567 years” SNOWBALL FIGHTS

“hi we’re neighbours and omg are you alright i could smell cooking burning - whoaaa now that’s just embarrassing? step aside i’ll handle this”

person a seducing person b into taking a few steps back/backing them against the wall (”oh look, how did that mistletoe get right there????”)

“you’re in the hospital for the holidays so i came in while you were sleeping to decorate your room i love you merry christmas”

“YES I BOOBY TRAPPED THE PRESENTS BECAUSE YOU DO THIS EVERY FUCKING YEAR”

“i live below you and i was minding my own business watching the snowfall out the window WHEN I SAW A BODY FALL ARE YOU REALLY PUTTING UP CHRISTMAS LIGHTS NOW”

I KNITTED YOU A JUMPER

MY MOM KNITTED YOU A JUMPER

“we’re strictly ‘platonic’ but we’re snowed in omg we’re gonna have to repopulate the earth”

“i slipped on ice outside your house and you ran out barefoot to help me quick let’s get inside under a blanket”

“’it’s a wonderful life’ aww it sounds so cute babe sure we can watch it! *30 mins later* “YOU MONSTER”

“we were playing in the snow and you suddenly tackled me to the ground and now…we’re just…staring… at each other…”

“YOU DON’T LIKE MARSHMALLOWS IN YOUR HOT CHOCOLATE? WHY DO YOU HATE LOVE”

TREE DECORATING (bonus points if one of them is doing it completely wrong omg why am i in love with you) 

“we took our kids to santa’s workshop and they both wished we would get together” FRIENDS AU - “our christmas party turned into a tropical theme because the radiator is broken and it’s hotter than hell in here - damn you look good without a shirt i never noticed before asgdhfjgkhl” 

“we’re co workers who hate each other but you had too much to drink at the staff christmas party and admitted your love for me i don’t know how to act around you now” 

DRUNKEN CAROLLING (”that’s not a thing” “oh yes it is”) 

TEACH ME HOW TO SKI (lol jk i know how you’re just so fucking cute)

“there’s a storm and omg i’m losing signal are you okay?? hold on let me drive 489432 miles to get you the night before christmas” 

PULLING YOU IN FOR A KISS WITH A SCARF 

“i did that annoying thing where i put loads of smaller boxes inside one big box and you’re getting really mad but you don’t know that the ring is in the smallest box and i can’t wait to see your face”

#happy chrismanzukah!

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List #1

Christmas/Holiday AUs

we’re going ice skating for the first time this year and it’s pretty obvious that you’re secretly an olympic figure skater or something how the hell are you so graceful you’re literally twirling around on one foot on a frictionless surface and i can barely make a left turn

what no i totally have no idea how mistletoe got under every doorway in our house… *cough cough* …but since it’s there we should really honor the tradition right

STOP TRYING TO PUT CANDLES ON THE CHRISTMAS TREE YOU DUMB FUCK, I DON’T CARE ABOUT HOW AESTHETICALLY PLEASING IT IS TREES ARE FLAMMABLE 

we’ve been just cuddling here watching movies for like six hours and this is officially the most cozy and comfortable we’ve ever been so we’re not getting up until new year’s 

yes you look like a movie star with your tinsel boa but the i think it suits me better so ha

i love you but your christmas ornaments are weird we’re not putting those on the tree

you put a santa hat on my head this morning and i thought i took it off but it turns out i didn’t so i’ve been walking around all day wearing a santa hat i hate you

yes i know it’s almost christmas no that doesn’t mean you should watch every movie with snow in it seriously i can hear you singing along to love is an open door in front of my room and this needs to stop

i didn’t know that this holiday party was a dress-up thing and when i came to get you, you answered the door in your full-on GRINCH COSTUME and i almost had a fucking heart attack

you’re jewish so we’re celebrating hanukkah and most of this stuff is really new to me so you’re teaching me how to say the names of everything and so far all i can pronounc is menorah 

you’re gonna fall off the roof if you try hanging lights with that ladder 

WHAT DO YOU MEAN THERE’S EIGHT DAYS OF HANUKKAH yeah i know we have the 12 days of christmas song BUT IT’S JUST A SONG

come cuddle with me there’s this movie called “love actually” and it looks really cute i wanna watch it (a few hours later) W H Y

you asked me what i wanted for christmas and i was feeling really sarcastic so i said “a unicorn” and you actually went out and got me a stuffed unicorn i hate you so much but actually it’s really cute and i might sort of love it

i already told you i don’t like ugly christmas sweater parties because everyone just wears one that’s vaguely cute anyways so what’s the point and wHAT THE FUCK IS THAT I’VE ACTUALLY NEVER SEEN A SWEATER THAT UGLY WAIT WHAT DO YOU MEAN IT’S PART OF A MATCHING SET

we spent christmas with my family and now we’re going to spend kwanzaa with your family we’re gonna need a vacation after all this

let’s go walk around and look at all the lights and stuff

stop eating the popcorn you little shit, i can’t make caramel popcorn balls with just caramel

i’m making christmas cookies sTOP SNEAKING IN HERE TO EAT THE DOUGH OR I’LL SMACK YOU WITH A SPOON

if you try stealing the whipped cream off of my hot chocolate again i swear i will stab you with a candy cane

 it’s new years’ eve and i am so determined to kiss you when the ball drops

you know i think getting engaged on chrismas it’s the most cliche thing ever but you fucking proposed anyway 

^ but you proposed in the most amazing unexpected way and i’m actually getting really emotional about it aND I’M NOT CRYING YOU’RE CRYING SHUT UP)

#happy chrismanzukah! #get it? #it's a conglomerate of the big holidays #i'm pretty funny

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Hey, me again! I’m gonna be reblogging some holiday prompts in a couple of minutes! Pick and choose your favorite player and your favorite prompt. I haven’t done prompts in forever so I’m really excited to get to work on these when I get home for winter break

#claire talks

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You guys i am THE shittiest person alive and i’m so sorry i haven’t been able to write, i thought it would be smart to take 18 credit hours this semester and now i’m dying in finals. My last final is tomorrow, and I promise there’ll be some new material after I travel back home for break. 

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Only had one minor breakdown over turning 20, so it’s been a good birthday so far

#claire turns 20

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so uhhhhhhhhhh......anyone want some WRITTEN nsfw headcanons?? Send ‘em in, bbys

So I’m confused. Are written NSFW works going to get blogs deleted? If so, can someone help me with archiving or moving those works of mine that would be considered NSFW? I really don’t wanna lose my blog, guys.

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I don’t think nsfw blogs will be deleted, only if you post porn then it might get flagged and deleted or something, but smut writers and all writers should be fine I think

Okay, thanks. I’ve been really concerned about that all day

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So I’m confused. Are written NSFW works going to get blogs deleted? If so, can someone help me with archiving or moving those works of mine that would be considered NSFW? I really don’t wanna lose my blog, guys.

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Happy Thanksgiving friends! There’ll be some cute thanksgiving posts today 😊

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I’m attempting to make a pie for the first time wish me luck friends...also maybe send me some holiday hcs/your funnies cooking mishaps that would be super appreciated