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Littlest Hughes - Mark Estapa

summary: when a game of beer pong turns interesting you learn to realise that your brothers friend isn't so bad after all.

trope: forced proximity

warnings: sexual themes, p in v (unprotected!), underaged drinking, swearing, fingering.

word count: 3.67k

authors note: to the people that remember when this idea came out in like November, thanks for being patient cause Mark and the beerpong fic are now here! everyone thank @hischierhaze for making this one come out long before she was actually intended to be here for you all. if you want to look at more of the 500 celly then you can do so here!

You swore you hated him. 

It was the idea of having someone you couldn’t stand in the slightest. The kind of person you couldn’t even be in a room with as you just wanted to gauge your eyes out. Someone who made you feel so irritated that the mere thought of them had you getting angry. 

Now you have weren’t entirely sure why he pissed your off in the ways that he did. But as Mark seemed to hate you just as much as you hated him, you were never going to be in a rush to improve your relationship. Yet the problem arose when he instead opted to get close to your brother, Luke. 

The boys were teammates and it was enough to make your whole family agree that your negative relationship with Mark wasn’t enough to stop him from being invited to the lake house. It was Luke’s first summer as an NHL player and those friends from college were the very men that Luke missed so much. So being the best younger sister that you were, you agreed to bite your tongue. 

That’s how you landed up spending a week with his closest friends and for the most part you were having a good time. 

“God you are such an ass!”

Key word, for the most part. 

Mark smirked as he held your top over his head leaving you in nothing more than your blue and yellow bikini “you and I both know that those aren’t the right words.” He teased continuing to lean up each time you reached for the baseball jersey “I will kick you Estapa stop being a dick.” You spat as you crossed your arms sending him a glare. 

Before Mark could respond Luke walked into the room “bro could you not leave my sister half naked?” Your older brother gagged as he shook his head “till next time kid.” Even though there was less than two years between you both Mark still loved that nickname. 

So as he dropped your shirt in your hands you couldn’t help but scowl at him “fuck off.” You growled pulling the shirt over your arms “you wanna go on the boat you two?” Jacks offer pulled your attention away from the boy as you nodded “sounds great!” You nodded leaving the boy alone as you went to be in peace for the next few days.

You weren’t a hockey player, it wasn’t your thing but what is your thing is beer pong. Yet unfortunately for you it seems that the only person worthy of being your opponent was Mark. So that was how you both ended up being the last ones left in what felt like the longest game of beer pong that anyone had seen “you two see an end in sight?” Quinn groaned as he looked down to his watch when he let out a yawn. 

It was this endless back and forth where you would each win a game and would then refuse to let them take it and that’s how you ended up at 12-13 with the only rule that to be crowned champion you’d have to win by two games “you ready to give up?” You sent the boy a glare as it only made the Michigan player laugh “just when I thought you could have been stronger than you actually came off.” The compliment was backhanded as Mark laughed. 

The boys responded with groans as the idea of this game continuing made them all feel sick “I’m going to bed.” Quinn announced as he shook his head “me too.” With that boys went in groups as your constant bickering got tiresome. 

Seven games had gone on and the new score was 16 all and you were just as irritated now as you were then “could you hold off on killing each other until tomorrow?” Ethan asked as he let out a yawn “want to watch it happen.” Mackie laughed as he nodded in agreement only going quiet when Luke sent them a glare.

Your brother rolled his eyes as he placed his hand on your shoulder “please just let him win so you can both go to bed?” Luke mumbled hoping that you would agree “never.” You grumbled as you refused to give Mark that kind of joy. 

So of course things continued and you guys were left alone but not before Luke kissed your head “now you don’t got your big brother helping you out.” Mark teased as he got the ball between his fingers as he lined up his shot. 

Mark smirked as he saw you pull your hair into a hair tie “tryna distract me with your skin?” The boy mumbled seeing your collarbones pop through the red cami vest that your were in “cause it’s not gonna work.” He added making you laugh. 

It was a hearty one as your teeth caught your lower lip “please the mere thought of tits are gonna have you not seeing straight.” You pressed your hands against the table exposing your body more to him “you wanna bet?” Mark made little effort to ignore the white lace that so clearly stuck out of your top. 

He took your silence and furrowed eyebrows as curiosity “winner takes all this game.” The hockey player offered making her scoff “higher stakes though as we’re now doing strip beer pong.” His offer was only met with the sounds of your scoff.

You crossed your arms as you couldn’t help but send him a glare “you just want to see me naked.” You rolled your eyes not wanting to give into him “don’t flatter yourself princess you aren’t my type.” Mark shook his head as he wasn’t interested in you like that “but if you are scared you’re gonna lose then I can accept-” you couldn’t even let him finish his sentence. 

“Throw the damn hall Estapa.” 

A scoff left your lips as you watched him go back to angling the hall and of course it just had to land in the beer “should we go with your shirt or your shorts first?” Mark teased as he watched you hook your fingers into your shirt before you pulled it over your head revealing the white bra you loved so much as it had a little golden v in between the wires to compliment your skin “not bad.” The boy mumbled to himself as he had seen you in less before but never in something with lace. 

You took your cup and brought it to your lips letting the unsweetened liquid hit your tongue as you chugged it back not caring at the amount that dripped down your chin “what?” You asked dropping the cup to the ground as the boy looked like he was watching a dream “nothing.” Mark ignored how your lips were wet and the top of the lace of your bra as getting soaked as beer dropped down your chest. 

Of course your ball went in and off went his shirt, it was followed by your shorts and then his. Until eventually you were both only on your undergarments “need some help getting that bra off?” Mark joked as he watched you reach behind your back but not before you flipped him off. 

The idea of anyone being able to come down at any point didn’t seem to bother either of you as you clicked the clasp of your bra letting it fall down your arms as the cool summer night air made your nipples harden “you really do have secrets Hughesy.” Mark felt his mouth water as his eyes were drawn to the sparkling titanium bar that was pierced through your left nipple “shut up.” You grumbled as you attempted to ignore the way his hardening stare made you feel. 

As you potted your final ball it left the boy having to discard of his boxers “don’t bother with those.” You mumbled leaning down to grab your bra from the floor “would hate to see what isn’t there.” The claim was a total slap in his face and you knew what you were doing as you aimed to piss him off. 

It infuriated Mark with how well you knew to get under his skin “please you’d be lucky if I fucked you.” You began walking over to him as your bra was thrown onto the table “Mark I don’t think you even know how to make a girl come.” You shot back as you pressed your finger into his chest “I’d have you struggling to walk tomorrow.” Mark shook his head as he wrapped his hand around your wrist pushing your hand away from his chest.

This was the closest you had ever been to him before as his eyes pierced yours “I wouldn’t fuck you if you were the last man on this planet.” You laughed as you turned to walk away but the boy was quick to pull you back “so if I felt those pretty little panties would they be dry?” His voice was barely a whisper as he walked you back against the table until you were finally sat on it.

Your eyes were wide as you shook your head desperate to not give him the enjoyment of seeing that he had indeed won “be as dry as the desert.” You spoke through gritted teeth almost squealing as Mark dug his fingers into the skin of your hips “you gonna let me test my theory then?” He asked dropping his head to the point where his lips hovered over yours.

All you could do was nod as you before his lips were on yours. It was messy as your hands your tugging through his hair like you didn’t want him to ever leave you “fuck.” He grumbled feeling your teeth sink down onto his.

It was like you knew what you were doing as you smirked “even as I’ve got you ready for a good fuck you’re still acting like a fucking brat.” The college boy growled pinching your chin between his fingers as he clenched his jaw “what are you gonna so about it?” You sent him a smirk as you swore that if this was a battle, you were winning it.

Mark spoke to himself under his breath as he dropped his head to your jaw as he began planting kisses on your skin “shouldn’t even fucking treat you well.” His voice sent shivers through your ears as he continued dropping his lips down your chest “saw you looking at it.” His eyes locked onto your breast “you can touch it y’know.” You teased tugging your fingers through his hair making him groan in the process. 

He wasn’t going to be told again as he latched his lips around your pierced nipple as he groaned swirling his tongue around the piece of jewellery “fuck.” You swore trying to shut your legs to relieve the tension between your thighs “you still think that I can’t make you feel good?” Mark brought his hands down to your legs making you shiver as he forced your legs open. 

You chewed at your lip watching him get closer to the pool that had formed in your panties “when I speak you need to answer me princess.” You swore the hockey player growled as you nodded “know you can’t.” The tough facade you had up was hanging by a thread and it only grew weaker with how his hands grew closer to your core.

A gasp left your lips as his hand cupped your core “fuck!” Your moan was swallowed by his lips “you little liar.” Mark clicked his tongue as a wet patch formed in your panties “please.” His thumb pressed against your clit where it drew soft circles.

Your head dropped against his shoulder as your body grew soft “what do you need pretty girl?” Marks voice was soft as he left a kiss on your forehead “you.” You croaked out as he toyed with your panties finally pushing them to the side. 

Mark teased you as you shook your head “want more.” You whimpered looking up at him with a pout “please.” You begged edging your cunt closer to his fingers “didn’t know that all I needed to do was fuck you to get you to shut up.” Mark sighed as he teased your slit. 

His fingers took their time plunging into your cunt “god!” Your groan was swallowed by his hand “you want your brothers to hear how much you enjoy my fingers fucking your pussy?” The hockey player rasped into your ear as you shook your head. 

His fingers were thick against the walls of your cunt as he curved his fingers into a come here motion “they can’t.” You mumbled growing panicked as you were reminded of how all three of your brothers were upstairs “then keep those pretty little lips shut if it’s not gonna be too hard for ya?” Mark tauted you as you mewled under his attention.

You clenched around him as you nodded finally going quiet “like having you all quiet now.” As you tilted your head up trying to bring your body closer to his Mark took the opportunity to nip at your neck “no!” You gasped as he inserted a third finger not caring about your protests. 

Mark smirked as he didn’t care “think you’re in a place to make the demands?” He scoffed as he clicked his tongue “thought you were smarter than that.” The hockey player teased as you pouted “the boys are gonna see.” You complained as his eyes sharpened. 

Somehow the words made his whole demeanour change “you worry what those boys are gonna think of you now?” Mark spat as he increased the pace of his fingers as he fucked your cunt “like you really gonna now care about them seeing you like the slut you’ve become f’me?” He added standing up straight as he glared at you. 

Your lips remained sealed as you tried to writhe your hips against his hand “remember pretty girl you answer me when I talk to you.” The hockey player warned “I’m your slut.” The words came from your lips as it made him grow surprised. 

The words made his cock grow hard against his boxers “you happy to see me or what?” You smirked feeling it press into your knee “think I need to fuck this behaviour out of you.” Mark grumbled pulling your panties down your legs as it hooked around your ankles. 

You had finally pushed Mark to a point where he had snapped and he wasn’t ready to come down from it yet “fuck I don’t have a condom.” The boy complained as he hadn’t exactly thought that having sex on this trip was on the cards for him “on the pill.” You shook your head offering a counter point that he gladly took. 

Being a hockey player you weren’t surprised that his cock was on the larger side of big but you had to admit that your mouth did water when he retracted his fingers from your cunt to pull his boxers down letting his boner hit his pelvic bone “you still sure that this is what you want?” Sure Mark thought you were still irritating but the even with that irritation he still believed in consent “please.” You whimpered as you bit down on your lower lip watching in awe as he pumped his cock a few times before he tapped the swollen head on your clit coating it in his precum. 

There was a moment between you both that if you weren’t still so buzzed from the alcohol in your system you would have sworn that there was something that could have mirrored something romantic between you both. His lips were soft on yours as his cock slowly creeped into your cunt letting your walls stretch to accommodate him “fuck you’re perfect.” Mark gasped as he sunk his teeth into your shoulder as he kept himself from coming on the spot. 

He had a few moments of just staying there with his cock frozen before you finally cleared your throat “need you to fuck me Mark.” You coughed out as the boy turned his face to look at you “please.” You didn’t need to ask twice as he nodded letting his hands grip at your hips as your legs locked behind his hips. 

Even as you were outside with the breeze your skin felt like it was on fire when his eyes pierced your gaze “how many guys you let have this tight little cunt of yours?” Mark made little effort to try to avoid the fact that he was jealous of his own question when the idea of some other guy fucking you came into his mind. 

As his cock throbbed in your core you struggled to stay focused “j-just t-tw-two.” You stammered falling over your words as his thrusts became deeper “and did they make you feel this good?” Mark swore that the image of you beneath him struggling to even shake your head as your breasts bounced with each thrust that he made, would he engraved in his brain forever. 

The first time you had sex was in high school when you lost it to your boyfriend of two years and you were both virgins. He came within a couple of pumps of his cock and left you there frustrated and alone as he went to shower only handing you a wet cloth before he shut the door behind himself. The other was a jock that was only sleeping with you to get the attention of an ex so the moment she came knocking on the door he went running back to her. 

So if you truly thought about it Mark was your first time, not the embarrassing your overly awkward one. But your first time where you knew he was confident in what he did “didn’t come.” Even as you barely whispered those words Mark still heard you and he couldn’t help but smirk. 

If anything Mark took that as a reason to quicken his thrusts as he watched your eyes roll back “gonna make you feel so fucking good then.” Your brain fog made you wonder if he was merely thinking aloud or actually talking to you “and to think that you really put up that whole act before?” The hockey players teasing tone had you clenching around him as you propped your hands up behind you to stop you from falling back. 

His hand took the opportunity to slide between your bodies as he found your clit “you’re so fucking pretty when you’re so cock drunk.” The compliment came with a groan as he began toying his thumb over your clit “not gonna last.”

You warned not caring who heard your whimper that echoed from your chest.

Mark felt his thrusts grow irregular with how you cunt squeezed his cock with the new pressure your clit felt that had you wanting to press your thighs together “go make a mess doll.” There came the softest of the pet names from the night as he kissed you lips letting his hunger and pure desire to be the first guy that has you coming on their cock, take over his mind.

All that was left for you to do was listen to him as your lips let out a gaspy moan “holy fuck!” You swore as your eyes screwed shut letting white specks scattered themselves on the backs of your eyelids like stars in the night sky “breathe through it.” Mark cooed helping you on as the movements of his thumb combined with the thrusts of his cock lulled you through the brunt of your orgasm that had your legs shaking against his hips.

Before Mark could let his orgasm take charge he slid his cock out from your cunt making sure that you had come before that and he replaced the walls of your cunt with his hand “wha-” you grew confused at his abrupt movement “oh baby you have to work for me to come in you.” He grunted watching the warm sticky ropes shoot onto your stomach. 

It made you whimper as you watched almost hypnotized by the sight “next time if you aren’t a fucking brat I might let you get it properly.” The hockey player explained tapping the head of his now soothing cock on your clit letting what was left in him ooze onto your slit “that was.” Your chest heaved as you swore that you had just had the hottest experience of your life.

Mark laughed as he nodded “I know.” He pecked your lips as he reached down to where your panties had fallen to and made the effort to slide them back onto you but not before the hockey player kissed your lips “think it’s time for you to go to bed.” A yawn left your lips as you nodded at his words. 

He finished dressing you and even opted on helping you up the stairs before he left you tucked into your sheets where you nuzzled your head into the soft pillow “maybe you aren’t that bad Hughes.” Mark mumbled feeling his heart grow full at the sight of you blissfully drifting off to sleep. 

But as he let your door softly shut after him it would seem that nothing would actually ever truly change between you both. Because at the end he was always going to be your brothers friend who pissed you off, and well you were always meant to be Luke’s hot sister.

Yet the true test that would come after this was when Mark would have to realize that you weren’t his, no he wasn’t good enough to get that right to have you under his arm at every event on campus. Instead he was destined to watch other guys fill that role one you finally grew into a more confident state. 

“Since when has Rutger had a thing for little Hughes?”

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Once More | Jack Hughes

summary: when Quinn invites you back to the lake house it forces you to reconvene with your ex. What happens when Jack misses you just as much as you miss him?

trope: exes to lovers

request: yes/no

warnings: minimal swearing

word count: 1.98k

authors note: I have been in a Hughes boy mood since yesterday so it only felt right giving another one of the boys some attention. Also in honour of me getting my Hughes jersey today this was only fair. Is it wrong of me to say that I sorta hated this one, like soft Jack is not my strong suit. If you want to check out more of the 500 celly you can do so here!

Being back there you knew it was going to be tough on your heart.

Quinn had invited you to the family lake house for the summer. Everything told you that you should just say no, but when the boy reminded you of the promise you had given him prior to the start of your relationship with Jack you knew you had no choice but to go.

You had started being friends with Quinn during college and everyone thought that the two of you would become an item. It was hard not to think that when he spent every second away from the rink hanging out with you.

When he brought you back to the lake house that summer Ellen and Jim swore the announcement of your relationship would come in the upcoming days. Of course it never did and instead you caught the eye of the middle Hughes boy, Jack instead.

Quinn wasn’t stupid, he saw the way you looked at Jack and how Jack looked at you.

So it was no surprise that by December of your junior year Jack asked you out. At first you were hesitant because of what Quinn might think yet when Quinn’s only condition to the relationship was that you two would always remain friends, you couldn’t help but agree.

That was the start of easily the best three years of your life. The relationship was great, you graduated from Umich and found the job of your dreams in New Jersey so you even got the chance to move in with Jack.

There was no doubt about it, Jack adored you. The goal dedications, the mentions in interviews, the speeding back from the airport so he could see you before you fell asleep, hell even the sweaty hugs after home games when he’d pick you up and swing you around. All of it was there, and from the outside you two truly looked happy.

The argument had gone on for at least ten minutes by now “do you really want me to miss boys night?” Jack groaned as he crossed his arms.

Of course you wanted him to, you missed your boyfriend and it felt like it should have been your night “if you really want to go then go.” You hoped that your comment would knock some sense into him but instead it just went over his head.

He went to grab his shoes as you decided to drop the bombshell of news “I got a job in California,” you announced as you clenched your fists.

It made the hockey player stop in his tracks “I’m gonna take it.” Up until that moment you really didn’t know if you wanted to take the job, not whilst Jack was still at home.

The devils player swore the world stopped when you told him that “what about us?” Was all he could get out as his chest grew heavy.

You wanted to roll your eyes as you ran your fingers through your hair “you aren’t here half of the time so it’s not like you’re going to notice me being gone.” You pointed out as you shrugged reminding him of the fact that he was spending less of his time in the garden state at the apartment than he did before.

However your comment caused him to scoff “you want me to not work anymore?” He shot back as he pursed his lips int a fine line.

Tears began to well in your eyes “I want you to love me, but I don’t think you’re capable of that anymore.” Your voice and your heart broke as you watched him remain silent.

The sound of his phone pulled your attentions away from each other “Nico is downstairs,” Jack sighed as he read the message the captain sent him saying that he had arrived.

Jack reached for his hat “you leave right now Jack and this is the end of us.” You warned having enough of being second place to hockey in Jacks life.

“I’ll see you around y/n.”

That was four months ago and you had been a wreck. Sure the job in California was a good distraction. You made new friends, Trevor and Alex occasionally checked up on you as they’d visit your office hoping you were doing as poorly as Jack was. Sure it was fucked up but their best friend was a mess so part of them believed that they wouldn’t have to feel as bad for him if you were in the same shoes.

Trevor didn’t notice how well you hid it but when Alex showed up to your apartment with a box of pizza and your favourite tub of ice cream you just broke down in front of him.

You would have liked to say that pulling into the driveway of the lake house you were feeling okay, but in reality you were ready to drive away and pretend you missed your flight.

That was no longer an option though when you were caught “y/n!” Quinn called out as he had walked out to grab something from his car.

Your best friend felt his heart grow warm at the sight of you “can’t believe you’re here.” He mumbled as he pulled you into a hug “made a promise.” You sighed knowing that he was the only thing keeping you there.

It seemed that Quinn didn’t notice how uncomfortable you were when he grabbed your bag from the trunk “the boys are going to be so excited to see you.” Your timing was in your opinion terrible as the boys were all sat on the couch playing an intense game of Mario Kart.

Cole seemed to be winning as Alex threw a pillow in his direction to distract him “don’t tell me you’ve lost your touch Turcotte.” You smiled as the eldest of boys avoided the pillow.

Dating Jack often meant you were used a wall whenever the boys were being stupid, the amount of water balloons you had been hit by were countless.

Three of the four boys seemed excited to see you as they paused the game to come hug you. But Jack remained glued to the couch, mainly because he didn’t think he’d ever see you again. Each time he played in LA he’d call his brother begging for your address because Jack was desperate to see you.

Ever since he walked out of the apartment he regretted that decision, Jack wanted you in his life, more often than not he needed you in it.

An awkward smile was on your face as you locked eyes with him “hey,” your voice was soft when everyone looked between you two.

If you were told that Jack looked as drained as you felt you would have sworn that people were lying to you. But low and behold the dark circles that seemed etched onto his face reminded you of how he was during his rookie season. Sleep deprived and broken making you feel guilty about leaving him.

Yes it was the best thing for your relationship that seemingly lost its spark. Yet it hurt because you still loved Jack just as much as you did when you believed you were crazy about him.

Quinn didn’t let your eyes linger on his brother for long “I’ll show you where you can sleep.” He offered as he placed his hand on your shoulder.

It reminded you of the fact that this was your first time at the brothers lake house that you wouldn’t be sharing a room with Jack “okay,” you nodded as you forced a smile onto your lips.

The next few hours were awkward, even the way the setting sun painted the skys a range of oranges to pinks couldn’t shake your thoughts of disappointment. You never expected to be best friends with Jack after you broke up but what you didn’t think was that it would be so awkward between you two “just go talk to her!” Quinn groaned as he noticed Jack stood by the sliding glass door as he stared at you.

You were sat on the swinging bench that you built with Jim one weekend as you were desperate to have one and he had the tool knowledge “what do I even say to her?” Jack had gone through all the different scenarios in his head and each time he got to you nothing came out of his mouth.

The Canucks player sighed “maybe start with giving her a refill,” he proposed as he noticed that the glass bottle beside you was empty.

When Jack didn’t move Quinn knew he had to say something more “all she wanted was to know that you love her.” The older Hughes boy explained as you had let the reason why you were so hurt slip one night to Quinn.

That message seemed to knock some sense into Jack as he nodded “thanks bro,” he mumbled as he pulled his brother into a hug.

Quinn wanted to laugh at his brothers gesture “just no breaking her heart for a second time.” The Canucks player warned as he pointed his finger at the devils player who nodded.

As much as Quinn wanted to be nosy and watch the interaction he instead decided to leave in fear of you kissing the middle Hughes “can I sit here?” Jack asked as he held out one of the drinks in his hand to you.

It should have taken you longer but you were quick to nod “sure,” you shifted over to the side so he could sit with you.

This was the first time that Jack got to look at you properly, your hair had grown and you seemed to pick up a tan in California “how have you been?” You opened the top of the bottle before you took a sip from it.

It made Jacks heart break “I love you,” he blurted out taking you by surprise.

Not often did he leave you speechless but this was a time he needed you to remain quiet “I miss the sound of you singing along to your playlists when I come home from practice. Even how I find your hair in the weirdest places!” That comment made you laugh “but fuck I miss you so much that I don’t want to be home anymore.” Tears formed in his eyes as he scanned your face for any type of reaction.

You wanted to jump into his arms, truly you did “I can’t move back yet,” you confessed as you had another year on your contract before you could transfer.

Jacks hand reached out for yours “I know baby,” his thumb rubbed against your skin as he smiled enjoying the feeling of your skin on his.

The reservations still remained in your head “I’m fine being second to hockey but I can’t be third to your friends again.” You chewed at the inside of your cheek as you tried not to cry.

The devils player used his other hand to cup your cheek forcing you to look at him “the moment you aren’t number one in my life I’ll let Luke hit me.” Another laugh left your lips as Luke was always stronger than his brother, especially over recent years.

Now seemed like the right time to just throw caution to the wind for you “I love you too,” you smiled when the boy wrapped his arms around you pulling you onto his lap.

Jack continue to place kisses against your face causing you to throw your head back with giggles “Jacky!” You squealed finally getting a moment to breathe.

“You’re my world baby, and I won’t let you forget it.”

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Enough is Enough | Sidney Crosby

summary: when you push Sidney to his limits, he decides to teach you a lesson.

trope: dads friend

request: yes/no

warnings: sexual scenes, p in v, oral (m receiving!), legal age gap (reader is in college!), degradation, fingering, swearing.

word count: 2.49k

authors note: I’m gonna start this off with saying that the reader x dad friend trope is not one that everyone will like so if you don’t, don’t read it! oh and @hischierhaze should seriously like never leave me unattended ever again, cause this was a lot. To find the rest of the cellly you can see the masterlist here!

This was meant to be the summer of rehabilitation for you.

Your dad wanted you to recover after a year at university that almost landed you in jail on more than one occasion. As he was at his wits end with you lashing out.

Sidney was meant to be someone who could talk some sense into you, but as he stayed up waiting for a fourth night in a row for you to return with not even a word or a heads up to where you were. He realised he was on the end of a losing battle.

Before he’d just remind you to tell him about where you went but tonight as his anger mixed with the whiskey on his tongue Sidney saw your shorts and crop top and it caused him to lose it “where have you been kid?” He asked turning on the light in the living room as you looked like a deer in headlights “out Sid.” It was the same answer you gave him each time “some of the guys wanted to go get drinks.” You explained with a shrug moving to push past him.

Sidney stopped you as he wrapped his hand around your arm “we aren’t done here y/n.” The hockey player shook his head as he looked down at you “you either tell me where you are going or you don’t go out at all.” His voice was strict reminding you about his angry side.

Yet instead you found it amusing as you laughed “you gonna ground me or something?” You smiled rolling your eyes causing his grip around your arm to tighten “really should when you act and dress like this.” His free hands fingers dragged over the end of your shirt.

It made you frown “like what Sid?” You pressed his buttons as you pulled away from him “see you thought of something so say it.” Your arms crossed as you tilted your hips to the side.

Sidney pushed his hand through his hair as his nostrils flared “god you are such a wimp.” You spat shaking your head as he stood in silence watching as you walked to the stairs “you’re acting like a slut okay!” Sidney groaned honestly deciding that you were the reason why he decided not to have kids.

As you both soaked in the reality of what he had said “y/n wa-” Sidney tried to get himself out of the hole he had fallen into you were too fast running up the stairs to then shut your bedroom door with a slam “I’ll show him what a fucking slut is.” You mumbled looking at yourself in the mirror one last time with a smirk on your face.

Over the next few days that was exactly what you did. Sidney knew you were doing it to get under his skin as he watched your outfits grow tighter and shorter as your behaviour grew more present. You were now flirting with guys in front of his face, from the man in the grocery store to the neighbours son. What killed him was how he was forced to bite his tongue.

But when you eventually walked out of your room in this yellow bikini and nothing more than a baseball jersey that you left unbuttoned. Sidney didn’t think he had much more that he could take until he realised an important factor, that bikini top didn’t have cups. So as you walked into the kitchen after tanning outside Sidney knew he had to take defeat “so could you?” You asked waiting for his answer.

Sidney felt his cheeks turn warm as he shook his head “can you repeat that f’me?” He asked realising that he had missed what you said “asked if you could put some sun screen on my back before I go back out?” You repeated yourself as you sucked at the popsicle between your lips.

He nodded looking away as his pants strangely grew tight “y-yeah sure.” Sidney stammered as the first place he looked ended up being your breasts causing you to smirk “they look good in this one don’t they?” You brought your hands brush down your waist.

It made Sidney cough “I saw you staring at them, there’s no need to be ashamed.” You cooed stepping closer to him “we shouldn’t.” His voice was coarse as he tried to step away from you.

But the hockey player stood against the counter now trapped “all I’m saying is that you do what you want and touch them.” You used your fingers to trace over your nipples that were clear under your top “they are just begging for you.” You knew you were playing with fire as your teeth caught your lower lip between them.

Sidney felt himself grunt “my dad said he wanted you to help me out after all.” Your voice was soft as you used your fathers words “you’re gonna get me into so much fucking trouble.” The hockey player groaned nervously lifting his hand “there you go.” You cooed as you helped bring his hand to cup the one side of your bikini.

He loved feeling how his large hand was able to fit your entire breast in it “fuck baby.” The hockey player watched his thumb drag over the aching nub “need more Sid.” You whined placing your hand on top of his.

The hockey player nodded sucking at his teeth “what would your dad say if he saw you begging like this?” It stroked his ego as he brought his other hand up to repeat his actions on your other nipple as well “happy I’m not in trouble.” You found the situation amusing as you smiled “oh but you are baby.” Before you could question what Sidney meant he spun you around and pressed your chest against the kitchen counter.

It made you gasp as his hand kept your torso from pushing up “you think you could get away wearing this?” The hockey player used his opposite hand to hook under the waistband of the panties letting it snap against your skin “answer the question.” He snapped making you whimper “no Sid.” You shook your head struggling to think of where you could put your hands as Sidney moved to stand behind you.

He loved his angle seeing how vulnerable you were in front of him “wanted to piss you off.” You explained in a soft tone trying to stop him from hearing you “and you still think I should make you feel good?” Sidney laughed at your naivety “I can be good!” You nodded excitedly as you agreed “we will see about that.” Sidney mumbled sucking at the lobe of your ear.

It should have made you hang your head in shame how you pushed your ass against his crotch “the last few days have been hell.” He grunted squeezing the skin of your ass before he slapped it “what are you gonna do about it?” You gasped feeling him massage the previously abused skin.

Sidney felt his cock grow even harder as he pulled you back up so you could look at him “gonna finally shut this mouth up.” His hand pushed you to the ground as you dropped to your knees.

Your mouth watered as you watched him undo the strings of his shorts before he hooked his fingers into the waist pushing them to the ground to reveal his cock that stretched out the front of his boxers “look at you all excited.” The hockey player smirked as he watched you bring your hands up to trace your fingers around his boner “don’t tease me baby or else I’ll leave you looking all desperate on the floor.” His words made you whimper as you finally did what he wanted and revealed his cock as his boxers follow the same way his shorts did to the floor.

You knew Sidney would have been big but as you licked the swollen tip of his cock you began to wonder if you could take all of him “thin ice y/n.” His voice grew angry as he stared you down. It made you nice as you wrapped your lips around his cock forcing as much of his length into your mouth.

Sidney groaned feeling your tongue against the bottom of his cock “your mouth is so good.” He muttered watching your head begin to bob “you’re taking me to so well.” The boy cooed bringing his hands to your hair making a makeshift ponytail.

It helped him guide your movements forcing you to take more of him “fuck.” Sidney whined as you swirled his cock in your mouth and your throat constricted around the tip of his cock as you took all of him.

He felt his eyes roll back as you gagged “Sid,” your voice was muffled as your fingers slid down your stomach and into your bikini bottoms so you could tease your clit.

As Sidney began fucking your throat he felt himself grow dazed “looking so pretty down there.” The boy dragged his fingers through your hair to your cheek as you looked up at him through your lashes “finally being a good girl f’me.” Just as the hockey player said that you mewled at the feeling of your fingers against your clit.

It made Sidney think you craved praise but instead when he saw your body shifting over nothing it made him pull you up by your chin “you really are a naughty girl.” The hockey player sighed shaking his head as he pressed his hand against your slick bottoms.

Before you could attempt to apologise Sidney kissed your lips as he picked you up finally setting you onto the counter as you looked at him. It felt suffocating as his tongue slid into your mouth not caring as he could taste some of his salty precum on your tongue “gonna fuck you like the slut that you are.” His hand lay a smack to your ass causing you to jump as you nodded.

Anticipation filled your veins as he peppered kisses down your neck whilst he undid the strings on your bottoms “up.” He offered causing you to force your hips upward so he could move your bottoms away.

His cock stood dangerously close to your cunt as he pulled you to the edge of the counter “you want this baby?” Sidney asked using the tip to tease your clit “fuck yes.” You nodded as he finally decided that teasing you was now too much for him.

You gasped as Sidney bottomed you out, not taking the time to let you adjust “god.” You groaned as your eyes screwed shut “it’s just me y/n.” The hockey player placed his hands on your hips as your legs locked around his waist.

Feeling nice Sidney stopped giving you the moment to let your cunt stretch around his cock “need you to move.” You forced the words out as you tapped his side now feeling him bottom you out “knew this cunt would be just as good as your mouth.” The hockey player kissed your lips as he caught your lower lip between his teeth eating a whine from you.

His thrusts began to quicken as he craved the sound of your moans “all yours.” You moaned pecking his lips “you realised being a slut ain’t no fun now?” Sidney laughed as you cupped your breasts trying to bring yourself more pleasure.

You fidgeted at the bikini material as he shook his head “slut f’you.” You whined as his hands replaced yours “let’s get this off.” Sidney grew irritated as he eventually ended up ripping the fabric apart “Sid!” You scoffed seeing your top now sat in two pieces.

His nose brushed over yours “I’ll buy you a hundred pairs more if you’ll let me rip them like that.” The kitchen felt hot as the windows were open meaning that anyone who walked past would have heard the acts that were going on in there. But somehow that made you feel so powerful “can rip ‘em all.” You nodded tugging your fingers through his curls when he lowered his lips to your nipples.

Sidney swirled his tongue around your sensitive buds making you clench around his cock “you liking this baby?” He locked his eyes with yours as his teeth grazed your nipple when your phone began to ring from the side of the counter.

It made you look with wide eyes “i-it’s my dad.” You croaked making his cock throb “answer it doll.” Sidney used every pet name in his arsenal as you remained frozen “answer or I stop.” His warning was enough to make you reach over to grab your phone.

On the other side you hear your dad breathing as you answered “hey princess how are you?” The cheeriness in his voice made you feel sick as you gripped at your phone “I’m good daddy.” The last word was moaned followed by a cough as you tried to cover yourself up.

Sidney smirked moving his lips from your nipple to your neck “look what do you want?” You complained tightening your legs around Sidney’s waist “just checking in, is Sid keeping you busy?” The hockey player let out a soft laugh as he heard the words “yeah gotta go!” You were quick to hang up as Sidney placed his fingers against your clit.

It didn’t take you long until you arched your back against the counter “you close?” Sidney asked pecking your lips “so close.” You nodded biting your lip as you went quiet “if you want to come you’re going to have to apologise.” The hockey player warned making you nod.

Skin slapping echoed through your mind “didn’t mean to be a bad girl Sid.” You cried as your skin felt hot even with the marble beneath you “promise to be your good girl forever.” The claim was bold but in that moment you planned on keeping your side of it “let me ruin this pussy for all of those college kids back home.” You moaned at his possessive tone.

All you could do was nod “it’s all yours Sid.” That sent him over the edge “milk my cock baby when you fucking come.” His order made you gasp in pleasure.

Your legs shook as incoherent whines came from your lips as you come “fuck!” You cried as you felt Sidney come shortly after you did.

His hand pressed against the counter next to you to make sure that he didn’t collapse “there you go pretty girl.” As the hockey player let his cock slide out of your soaked cunt it was quickly replaced with his fingers that pushed both of your releases back into your core “surely you didn’t think I’d let you misbehave that easily now did you?” Sidney had a devilish smirk as he began to finger you.

You were in for a long day.

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Friend in Need | Luca Fantilli

summary: who would have thought fake dating could end up so messy?

request: yes/no

warnings: mentions of underaged drinking, allusions to sex, swearing.

word count: 2.39k

authors note: I’m embarrassed to say how long it took me to write this after I made @fantillisdaylight pick what I wrote next 😭 this one has been in the works for a while now but I’m glad it is finally done and I like how it ended up.

You didn’t know how you landed up in this position.

It all started in Italy, the time you were meant to have to enjoy the company of your best friend before he went off to the NHL. Adam had been your person for years on end and this was going to be the first time you were going to be away from him. So during this trip you aimed to spend as much time as you could with Adam, but even with that you still needed your time alone. This time it came in the form of tanning as you watched him play football on the beach. The reason you weren’t with him was that you were using the trip to fall out of love with him.

So as Adam stood on the beach laughing at something of one of the local girls said to him, you couldn’t help but notice the shadow that formed above you “you’re gonna ruin my tan!” You whined cutting yourself off as you saw Luca standing above you “sorry sweets.” Luca teased as he sat next to you pushing your feet off of the end of your lounger.

Luca had been the irritating older brother Adam always had. He was only three months older than you but somehow you never found a way to connect with him in the way you connected with Adam “you enjoy watching him try to get laid?” Luca teased causing your cheeks to grow warm as you tucked your hair behind your ears.

The smirk he had on his face hardened as he ran his fingers through his hair “I do not care what happens to him in his bed.” You shook your head making Luca laugh “so the crush you’ve had on him-” he couldn’t finish his sentence as you slapped your hand over his mouth.

Your eyes were wide when you realised he knew “when I remove my hand you will not say a word about it?” The hockey player nodded as he listened to you “I think someone should have noticed with you having this crush since you were six.” Luca pulled back when you went to quiet him again.

You swore it wasn’t nearly as obvious “it’s for the best.” You knew you couldn’t argue with him not when Luca could spot your lying cues from a mile away “you know I would believe what you said if you actually dated a guy.” It was no secret to anyone that all you did was hook up with guys, you opted for it instead as you couldn’t bring yourself to like someone else.

Luca sighed as he placed his hand on your knee “look all I’m saying is that I could help you out.” He offered with a sparkle running across his eyes “unless you plan on getting your brother to like me I don’t see how this is going to work out?” You grumbled pushing your hair out of your face to focus on him.

He swore his mouth when dry “I’ll date you.” The hockey players offer made you furrow your eyebrows “what would be in it for you?” Somehow you were still ready to hear him out like you were out of ideas.

He shrugged thinking about all of the different reasons why “Rutger says Molly has a new boyfriend and I need her to know I’ve moved on.” Luca was spending his first weekend home with the McGroarty family and he really didn’t know how was meant to face his ex with her new happy boyfriend “I’m in.” You nodded holding your hand out for him to shake.

But you pulled it away when you came up with a list of agreements “we need some agreements though.” You pointed out making him sit there in silence “we gotta be used to kissing for anyone to think we are together.” Both of you were more than physical so it was only logical to think that you would be making out with your boyfriend.

It made him smirk as his fingers traced figures on your knee “and how do we feel about casual sex?” Your cheeks turned red matching the shade of your bikini “not gonna have my boy fucking anyone else.” You grumbled making him smile “you should probably know how to kiss me then?” Luca teased making you scoff.

You rolled your eyes as you shook your head “you’re an ass you know that right?” You mumbled leaning forward as you cupped his cheek letting your lips graze his “and your boyfriend now too.” Luca pointed out as he grinned pecking your lips once more.

That was well over seven months ago and somehow you were still in this entire thing with Luca. The Christmas break was originally when you assumed that it would end. It would have been the perfect time for things to end but you actually found yourself no longer in love with Adam, instead with his brother.

Your friends were oblivious to the lies that your relationship lay on, sometimes you even thought that Luca opted to forget about it as well. He seemed so happy with his arm around you at parties as he would whisper those sweet nothings into your ear. But you started feeling like you were going insane, there was never the promise that he was yours.

Because whilst you hoped Luca was falling in love with you too, nothing made that feeling you felt in bed with him palatable. The hockey player would kiss your head and within an instant you were feeling like the only girl in the world, or at least that was how you felt until you were back in your dorm alone. Reminded of the fact, that Luca was yours for a mutual agreement that was meant to benefit you both.

It seemed that everyone became your worst enemy when you returned to campus from the December break. Every girl that looked at Luca, was all of a sudden flirting with him and you found yourself going insane. Of course Luca never went for any of them yet you thought that it was only out of respect for you. As you two grew further apart, the worst fears came through your mind as he seemed to have less and less time for you.

Part of you felt stupid though as you got upset because you two were never really together “look I want you there tonight in my jersey.” Luca spoke softly as he leaned against your bed “you sure that Maisie wouldn’t be better in it?” Your words were sharp as you turned to face him again.

It irritated him as he roll his eyes “if I wanted Maisie I would be in her room wouldn’t I?” The hockey player snapped taking you back, it wasn’t that he raised his voice. It was the fact that he made no effort to suppress your concerns, he never did “I don’t want to go if you want to act like that.” You grumbled as you looked down to the sleeves of your hoodie.

Luca watched you avoid his gaze “I need to get going.” He sighed looking at the time on his phone as he was soon to be late to the walk in “bye.” The boy mumbled leaving you with not even a kiss on the head as he left you alone.

You couldn’t help but frown as you pulled your legs closer “how were you this clueless?” You groaned staring at the first picture that was taken after you two started this lie. Luca had his arm wrapped around you as you grinned, both blissfully unaware of the camera that Adam used to take that picture. That moment in time felt so real yet now here you sat willing to give up everything to get back to that.

Just as anyone could have predicted the boys won, but as the celebrated the win one player seemed distracted. Luca stared at the door hoping you would show up. He still felt bad about leaving you in the way that he did “where is your girlfriend?” Rutger furrowed his eyebrows as he had grown used to see you by his side “she isn’t feeling well.” Luca lied as he frowned.

Rutger didn’t fall for the answer as he scoffed “Kayleigh was told about the fight.” You had grown close to the blonde over the last few months “look she just got jealous about Maisie.” Luca shoved his hands into his pockets.

It made the blonde boy laugh “you really think you being here when she’s not your real girlfriend-” Rutgers scoff was short lived when Luca’s hand slapped over his mouth “how do you know about that?” Luca’s voice was barely above a whisper as he began to wonder how many other people knew about it too.

The younger boy rolled his eyes “y/n told me about it in November when she got drunk.” Luca remembered that night, you had just had the worst week of tests and got drunk.

Rutger watched you fall into the seat next to him “you look happy.” He smiled holding his arm out for you to hug him “like loving Luca.” You confessed as you nodded letting a grin paint your face as you watched Luca excitedly win a game of beer pong.

The American was happy to see both of his closest friends in this relationship “but he doesn’t love me.” You added with a huff making the boy grow confused “you think your boyfriend doesn’t love you?” Rutger swore it was the alcohol talking as he sat up straight to look at you.

He watched you nod “it’s like fake dating.” You shrugged before your eyes went wide “don’t tell him!” You raised your voice causing people to look in your direction.

Rutger was quick to shush you “you guys are just telling people you’re together?” He cocked his head as you nodded “but I think I kind of love him now.” You huffed pressing your head against the couch behind you.

Luca felt his mouth go dry as Rutger recalled the interaction “I should go.” The Canadian nodded to himself as he got up “don’t you want to stay with Maisie.”Rutger teased knowing all too well about your issues with her.

The way Luca let his lips press into a fine line made him laugh “just go get your girl.” Rutger took the beer from the Fantilli boys hand as he ushered him off.

Luckily for him you hadn’t left your room, instead opting to call Adam as you missed your best friend “I’m sorry I’m not there for you.” Adam frowned as all you had said was that you and Luca had fought “is it wrong for me to wish that he didn’t go to that party?” Your question was met with a knock at your door that had both of you going quiet.

It was weird watching the door “y/n please can we talk?” Luca pleaded from the other side of the door “I think your wishes are going to be answered.” Adam smiled as he sent you a wave before he hung up.

You walked with caution to your door before you opened it “look I need you to be really honest with me right now.” The hockey player began as he pushed past you letting himself into your dorm “do I have to?” You whined looking at your feet.

He nodded watching you shut the door behind yourself “do you love me?” The question made your heart jump into your throat “of course I do I mean we’ve known each other forever.” You tucked your hair behind your ear as you let out a soft laugh.

But that only made him grow irritated “you know that it’s not what I’m asking about.” He pointed out as he crossed his arms “you don’t want to know my answer.” You quipped back as you chewed at the inside of your cheek.

The boy walked closer to you leaving you to step back until your back hit the door “like hell I don’t.” Luca raised his voice as he shook his head “look if you can’t maybe I should go.” He sighed taking a step back as tears formed in his waterline.

Your palms began to grow sweaty “yes I love you.” You blurted out seeing him freeze “I have for months but that wasn’t meant to happen so I try to hide it.” You rambled on not seeing how he smiled at the fact that your cheeks went red.

Part of Luca began to feel cruel as he let you carry on “look I want all of you, not some half ass agreement where you just end up in my bed.” You raked your fingers through your hair as you sighed trying to remain straight faced as the boy placed his hands on your waist “you have all of me.” His words were so simple yet they did so much for you.

He smiled as he stepped closer to you shutting the gap between you both “I want to be yours for real.” The hockey player mumbled as he nodded “I love you.” It was his turn to get talkative as you stood there in what felt like shock.

All of the months of dating under a false pretence lead up to this “do we want to do this for real then?” You cocked your head as you smiled “you don’t know how happy I am to hear you say that.” He nodded as he kissed your lips enjoying how it felt to know that you were finally all his.

Your hands wrapped around his neck pulling him close like you were scared to lose him “but just to be clear you will tell Maisie to go fuck herself if she continues flirting with you?” You pulled away making him laugh “think it might be funnier if you get the chance to do it for f’me.” Luca countered making you press your lips into a fine line.

He grinned as he pulled you even closer to him as he pulled the two of you onto your bed “I’m kidding!” He laughed as he kissed your lips once more knowing that he was going to enjoy his night with you where you were finally his.

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Helping Hand | Mat Barzal

summary: Mat’s son meets his next door neighbour and quickly befriends her, what happens when Mat falls for her much like she does for him?

trope: single dad

request: yes/no

warnings: none.

word count: 1.64k

authors note: I asked who got the child and you requested Mat so here he is as a dad! We are going to act like Tito was never traded because this piece isn’t dated but I miss him as an Islander. If you want to check out the rest of the celly you can do so here!

It had been the longest day of your life.

All you wanted to do was run yourself a bubble bath as you went to sleep for an early night. That was why when you stood in the elevator your couldn’t help but smile as some kid stared up at you.

Your mother always said that when a child stared at you for just being you it was a compliment because clearly you were pretty “I like your croc,” you pointed to the child’s stuffed animal that he held on to for dear life.

His nanny couldn’t help but smile as you crouched down to talk to him “what’s his name?” You added as you saw that your floor was still another thirty away.

Drew held the crocodile out so that he could place it on your hands “that’s Danny and I’m Drew,” he introduced himself as he sent you a gummy grin that was due to his two front teeth missing.

You pretended to study the teddy as you nodded along with what he was saying “I’m y/n,” your introduction was more so to the lady that was with him “Agatha.” She nodded as she let the two of you get back to your conversation.

By the time the elevator doors opened you knew all of Drew’s favourite facts about himself, his favourite colour was blue, he likes horses. Chicken nuggets and fries are his favourite food but his dad doesn’t let him eat it that often. The part that probably made your heart warm was that the young boy sang his fathers praises as he made it clear that his dad was a cool dude “you promise you’ll come meet my dad soon?” Drew asked as you walked them to their door realising that he was actually your neighbour.

You nodded as you held your pinky out “I promise,” his small finger locked itself around yours and you had to resist the urge to aww at the sight “have a good day you two.” You added as you softly ruffled the boys hair eliciting a laugh from his lips.

The duo watched you make your way down the hall “bye y/n!” Drew called out as he waved before he walked into his apartment.

The young boy played on your mind for the entirety of the next day so when you were back in the hallway walking to your apartment and you came across Danny who seemed to have been dropped on the floor you knew what you had to do.

It wasn’t often that you got yourself involved in other people’s business but after listening to Drew highlight the importance of this stuffed animal you knew he’d appreciate it “you are not the postman.” Mat blurted out as he opened the door to be met with your empty hands.

You sucked at your bottom lip as you furrowed your eyebrows “you’re not Agatha,” your comment made him laugh “she’s got the day off.” He explained as his eyes went down to your hands “thank god you found that stupid animal.” Mat added as he realised that Drew no longer had to rip up his bedroom trying to find that.

Part of you wanted to remind him of the crocodiles name but the other part of you knew it was best to just keep your mouth shut “y/n!” Drew let out a cheer as he saw you stood at the door.

Mat was surprised when he realised that you were actually a real person but that you were also an adult “I believe this is yours,” you smiled as you bent down to hand him Danny.

The young boy wrapped his arms around your neck as he almost knocked you off of your feet “thank you!” Drew repeated those words drawing a laugh from both you and his father “don’t mention bud,” you smiled as you patted his back.

His dads eyes never left yours as he crossed his arms and leaned against the frame of the door “do you want to ask your friend if she wants to come in?” Mat proposed as he rubbed his hand along his chin.

Drew’s eyes lit up at the thought “do you? Do you really?” He asked as he squealed with excitement.

You let out a laugh as you stood back up straight “I don’t even know your name,” you pointed out as you looked at Mat.

The boy groaned “tell her who you are daddy!” Drew pulled at Mats pants as the older Barzal remained quiet.

Mat shook his head as he snapped himself out of it “Mat, Mat Barzal.” The hockey player introduced himself to you as he held his hand out for you to shake.

His tone made you think that you should have known who he was but still you remained oblivious “y/n l/n.” You never that by listening to Drew it would start the most interesting month of your life.

Now you still remained unaware of Mats true profession but that was because you never seemed to ask and besides thinking he was some rich businessman each time he left the apartment in his suit was much more entertaining.

So instead after a busy week where you hadn’t seen a lot of Drew or Mat you knew the perfect way to apologise to the boy for not seeing him all week after Agatha sent you a text saying the boys missed you.

It wasn’t clear to you why Mat would have been involved in that statement but you didn’t look into it “you sure that I can’t meet her?” Tito groaned as he kicked his legs.

Drew had been playing away with his toys on the carpet “I don’t want you guys to scare her.” Mat explained as he shrugged “she wants to meet them.” Drew announced as he didn’t look up from his train set.

That was music to Tito’s ears “see she wants to meet us!” He cheered at the boys phrase.

Mat rolled his eyes “I’ll see when she has time.” The Canadian proposed as there was a knock at the door “so I’ve got four different cupcakes so take your pick but just not-” you walked into his apartment just like how you always did.

Tito locked eyes with you as he smiled “you’re friends with the Tito Beauvillier and you never told me!” You gasped as you sent Mat a glare only causing his teammate to laugh.

It wasn’t often that Mat was jealous but this was one of those few moments “how do you know who he is but not me!” Mat furrowed his eyebrows as he looked at you.

Drew ran over to you “hi y/n!” He giggled as he wrapped his arms around your legs.

You smiled as you looked down at the boy “the guy I sit next to at work has his poster above his computer.” You explained as you crouched down to be eye level with Drew “which one do you want?” You added as you opened the box for the boy to see the different cupcakes in your box.

Over the next two months you learnt all about how Mat was a hockey player and you even went as far as to meet his teammates. Twitter began to think that you were more than just Mats friend as a video came out of you playing rock paper scissors with Drew in the family and friends box.

After an afternoon game Mat convinced you to go for a round a minigolf. You were for the most part unsure of it, you had grown fond of both Drew and Mat but you didn’t want to put your feelings above the young boys.

What you didn’t know was that Mat felt the same way about you. The fights he had gotten into recently on the ice were because of chirps about you, your style, your body, anything about you that they could say to get under his skin about your they said it. After every game though you always landed up back at his place to play nurse “Mat!” You laughed as the boy wrapped his arms around you to stop you from swinging the club “no cheating!” You added as the scruff from his beard rubbed against your neck.

He smiled as he put you back down “I’m just helping my cause,” he explained as you spun around to face him.

The smirk was present on your face “your cause?” You cocked your head as you licked your lips.

Mats hand went to your hair as he smile “got a pretty strong plan.” He confessed as he dropped his club to the ground “want to tell me about them?” You wriggled you eyebrows as your heart rate increased.

Alarm bells should have rung in Mats head as he studied your face “dinner, maybe even a second date?” He proposed grateful that he had booked the course out so they didn’t have anyone watching them “kiss me.” You blurted out as you couldn’t take it anymore.

All of the temptation and the waiting had built up in your bones “you sure?” Whilst it was all Mat wanted to hear he still didn’t want to cross a line you didn’t want him to.

You nodded “so sure it’s painful,” you gasped as the boys hands went to your cheeks before he kissed you.

It sucked the air out of your lungs as you kissed him back when your club hit the ground with a clang as your hands went on top of his.

A muffled giggle came from your lips at his neediness “wait, what do we tell Drew?” You gasped as you remembered that he was sat at home with Agatha.

“I don’t think he’ll mind if his favourite girl is around more.”

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Old Ways Die Hard | Quinn Hughes

summary: Quinn finally learns how to settle down in life but when a girl finds him during a roadie it causes the biggest obstacle in your relationship yet.

prompt: "I never should have expected anything different from you."

warnings: minimal swearing

word count: 1.58k

authors note: really thought I was going to be publishing this when Quinn got the C but he didn’t and I still wanted to give this to you… hated making Quinn a dickhead like this but here it is.

Quinn never wanted to admit it.

Love was something that never truly made sense to him. People said it was him being a hockey player who was young but the thought of settling down never crossed his mind. The simple hook up seemed far more enjoyable that anything tangible. His playboy ideologies were all flipped in their heads the moment he met you.

You flipped his world upside down the moment he met you.

It was when he was actually meeting up with a tinder date when you walked in with a date of your own. Quinn noticed you getting a drink at one point in the night and he knew he had to introduce himself to you.

Both of you quickly left your dates for each other but at the end of the night when you told Quinn to have a good night so you could go your own way it made his jaw fall to the ground.

You were the first girl in his life who said no, he never pressured you into anything but there was the chase that he loved so much.

Over the next five months you kept him on his toes until you finally kissed him in front of his apartment. Two months later he had asked you out.

That started the best seven months of your life, when your lease expired you even moved in with Quinn. He truly seemed to be well on his way to the path of settling down.

This was why you were so surprised when he started to distance himself from you.

Insecurities got stuck in your throat as you thought about your boyfriend "where are you going?" You asked as you looked at him from your bed.

Quinn seemed to be getting ready to go out "boys want to go out tonight," he explained as he fiddled with the end of his shirt.

You couldn't help but frown as you had wanted to spend one of his last days at home before he departed for a two week road trip "what about movie night?" Your voice was barely a whisper as you cocked your head.

Since you were out at girls night tomorrow, this was your last chance to really spend time together.

It made Quinn roll his eyes "don't wait up for me tonight," he leaned over your shared bed as the hockey player kissed your forehead.

Sure it wasn't what you wanted, but you didn't have the energy to argue with him "Quinn." You called out as he looked like he was going to walk off.

Naturally the boy sighed as he turned back to face you "yes?" He crossed his arms as he waited to see what was so important that you stopped him.

You chewed that the inside of your cheek "I love you," you softly smiled not realising the fear that went through your bones as you waited for him to respond.

But that response never came, instead he walked out of your shared bedroom leaving you alone with your thoughts.

Feelings were always foreign to Quinn, even as a child when he was meant to be the calm and collected older sibling he never truly knew how he felt. Sure he understood what love for his family felt like but he never really understood the other stuff. When he was a boy he used to get so overwhelmed by the idea of emotions that he'd wind up sat in his mothers arms as he'd sob until her shirt was soaked.

That was why you were so captivating to him. Quinn never knew what it was like to feel the kind of love that was addicting until he met you. The morning after he met you the idea of talking to you again was the only thought in his head.

At first he blamed it on that you were the only girl who had said no, but he quickly realised that this wasn't the case. You were the girl of his dreams.

So Quinn looked past the feelings of fear, the increased level of comfort and stability that you brought him, but most of all how you were the only person he wanted to come home to at the end of the day.

Now the Canucks player never intended on falling in love with you. Not when you were the girl that most guys in town always did that double take of, nine times out of ten when they did it and Quinn was with you it wasn't because they were looking at Quinn.

You always seemed happy, nothing ever pointed him in a different direction but there was something that he couldn't let go.

Something in his mind told him that you deserved someone better, someone who could give you the universe, someone who didn't let his fears hold him back from loving you in the ways he should have.

Yet you remained oblivious to all of his doubts or at least until twenty minutes before Quinn was meant to be home. The Canucks had just returned from a two week roadie and you missed your boyfriend like crazy.

But what you never expected was that when you opened twitter you'd be tagged in multiple posts all of the same picture.

Quinn had his arm around some girl in LA.

He was kissing a girl that so clearly wasn't you.

To say that it hurt would have been the understatement of the century. Your friends had warned you about his playboy tendencies but you truly thought that you had changed him for the better.

This felt like a slap in the face and you weren't ready to be met with the truth that the man you were so deeply in love with didn't feel the same way about you.

So like the mature and put together woman that you were you sat on the couch and drank away your sorrows. It was what you had to do before you did anything truly stupid.

Quinn arrived back at the apartment unaware of what had happened. Guilt ate up at him as he replayed the moments in LA over in his mind. He hadn't gone onto anything because the idea of seeing you terrified him.

That stupid moment with that girl that Quinn didn't even knows name told him just how much he loved you, but here he was too little too late on the path of destruction.

You were now in the stage of acceptance that meant you were stood in the closet shoving a portion of your clothes into a bag "baby?" Quinn called out as he noticed the empty bottle of wine that sat without any glasses on the living room table.

He could hear you mumbling away to yourself as your voice echoed off of the wake "woah," the hockey players jaw almost hit the floor when he saw the state of the area.

Clothes were literally everywhere, even in your hand as you locked eyes with him "go fuck yourself Hughes," you spat as tears formed in your eyes.

It was tough, you had rage, alcohol and sadness all mixed with heartbreak "hope that girl was worth it," you added as your hand got caught in the shirt you were holding that only added to your frustrations.

Quinn knew that this was a delicate subject, he couldn't approach it deflecting blame like he so badly wanted to.

But when your helpless body slid down the the door of your cupboard until your ass hit the floor Quinn's feet instantly moved so he could sit with you "I'm sorry," the Canucks player mumbled as he wrapped his arms around you.

Tears streamed down your face as you turned his grey shirt dark "why are you even sorry?" You asked as you pulled away from him.

"Sorry that I caught you or that you did it?"

The question weighed on him as he knew his answer was the first one, this was a true turning point for him.

The guilt he felt no longer was due to him poorly covering his tracks but rather the fact that he made you feel so small made him feel like the worst man alive.

However his silence enraged you as you got up letting out a scoff "this shouldn't surprise me." A defeated laugh left your lips.

You didn't think you'd feel like such a fool when the day your friends warned you about came around "I never should have expected anything different from you." Those words rang through Quinn's ears as you grabbed the bad you had started to pack.

This wasn't how you wanted this to end, you prayed it wasn't the end. But for now you needed time "I'm gonna go stay with some friends for a while." You announced as you squeezed your hand around the strap of the bag.

What you had hoped for was that Quinn would follow you would out as he tried to win you back, that he'd tell you how much he loved you and needed you in his life.

Yet that hope quickly drained out of your body as you got past your bedroom door, the hallway, the living room, and eventually the front door with no Hughes boy hot on your tail.

The slamming of the front door was heard throughout the apartment and as Quinn's chest grew heavy he called the only person who wouldn't kill him for do that the stupidest thing of his life.

"Mom? I fucked up."

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Teach Me | Mackie Samoskevich

summary: when Mackie learns of your struggles he finds a way for you both to win.

request: yes/no

trope: lessons in bed

warnings: sexual themes, p in v, oral (fem receiving), swearing.

word count: 1.76k

authors note: first off kei thanks for helping with this and I’m sorry that I didn’t do it justice. This piece just didn’t click with me tonight but I really wanted to get it out for you all. So thanks for reading as an build the celly up.

Mackie knew that it was wrong.

The way he thought about you as his room went dark each night, how your laugh made him feel. But worse of all how Mackie let out a cheer when he realised that Spencer was being sent to the AHL. Yes all of it was wrong.

But as your boyfriend left you in the state of Florida with Mackie as your next door neighbour, he couldn’t help but feel like the universe was on his side.

You two had grown close, the daily dinners together helped that bond grow. By the end of October Mackie was your favourite person in the state.

So naturally he was the man who eventually heard about the struggles you didn’t want to share with your boyfriend.

Spencer was a great guy, don’t get you wrong. But he was as vanilla as they came, especially when the distance came into play. Phone calls about your days ended in ‘I love yous’ and you knew you should have been happy about it.

Yet you wanted him to tell you how he pictured his hand around his cock being your mouth instead. The two videos you had tried to send Spencer with you wearing nothing in them it only had your boyfriend requesting that you stopped sending those to him.

To say that you were a mess of horny nerves was an understatement “you okay?” Mackie asked snapping his fingers in front of you.

You had taken him up on the offer of going to the gym in your apartment building together, ironically the offer came up minutes after your vibrator decided to stop working “yep.” No you weren’t. Mackie was in his compression shirt and some shorts that left little to the imagination.

His curls stuck to the top of his forehead “you know you can tell me the truth.” Mackie smiled putting his weight down to crouch between your legs as you were still sat on a weight bench.

It made you feel guilty how you enjoyed the way his eyes looked at you “I miss having someone between my legs!” You blurted out quickly slapping your hand over your mouth feeling grateful that nobody else was in the gym.

Mackie’s eye almost popped out of his head “you’re going to need to elaborate f’me princess.” His voice was soft as he pulled your hand away from your face so that he could hear you again.

The gesture calmed your nerves “you promise you won’t judge me?” You were dangerously close to telling him everything at its most unfiltered “I promise.” The hockey player moved to your side joining you on the bench.

You sighed fiddling with the ends of your braid “Spence seems like he’s no longer sexually attractive to me and my vibrator decided to break this morning-” your cheeks reddened as your ramble worsened “did you finish?” Mackie crossed his arms.

“What?”

“Did you finish?”

All you needed to do was shake your head to make him smile “even when I do it’s not the same.” The feeling of someone’s cock in your cunt was truly never going to be replaced by the device that you now swore hated you “do girls like being gone down on?” Mackie’s question was genuine causing you to hold back a laugh “have you never gone down before?” He shook his head staying quiet until it seemed like he had a light bulb go off above his head “I think I have an idea that could help us both.”

You practically followed Mackie downstairs to his apartment like you were a lost dog as you followed him back “what do you say?” His suggestion made sense to you, you got your release and he got the practice.

The environment was safe, you two were comfortable and you both needed this. All signs pointed to yes “what about Spence?” Sure you knew your thoughts about the boy in front of you weren’t pure but you still loved your boyfriend “what he doesn’t know won’t kill him.” Mackie shrugged causing you to nod “let’s do it.”

His room had a similar layout to yours. It smelt of smoke oak and a candle you swore you had given him “you sure you’re okay with this?” Mackie watched as you sat on his bed.

You smiled at his care “c’mere Mackie.” You held your finger up at him motioning for him to come over to you.

The hockey player smirked as your cool fingers ran up the inside of his shirt “shit baby.” The American groaned as he leaned down.

Kissing you was everything he thought it would be. His lips were rough against yours his tongue slide over your lip making you gasp.

He pulled away to look at you “won’t make you wait for this.” Mackie smiled shifting his attention to your leggings “your ass looks so fucking good in these.” He confessed making your cheeks redden “Mackie-” you groaned feeling his hands run up your now bare thighs.

Mackie smirked “tell me what you want?” His lips pressed against your skin making you forget how to speak English “your tongue.” You begged watching as his fingers hooked in your waistband of your panties “where baby?” The boy watched as you grabbed at his sheets.

Your bare cunt faced him making him lick his lips “on my cl-clit.” Your voice was shaky as he wearily ran his tongue over the sensitive nub “fuck!” You groaned almost jumping in the process.

Mackie was quick to pull away as he thought he had done something wrong “go softer,” you pleaded sticking your tongue out in the way you want him to do so. The hockey player nodded repeating his actions with your instructions “right there.” You nearly melted into his mattress as he watched you silently taking that as approval.

His tongue lay flat against your slit “use it like your fingers.” You remembered that you were meant to be teaching him “fuck my pussy.” You instructed him wrapping your fingers in his hair.

You gasped feeling his tongue thrust into your cunt as his nose hit your clit “Jesus Mackie!” You cried feeing his fingers move to your pussy “you liking that baby?” Mackie cooed focusing his tongue on your clit once more.

This allowed him to thrust his fingers at a quicker pace drawing louder noises from your lips “y-yeah.” You nodded bringing your hand to cover your mouth “let me hear you.” The hockey player clicked his tongue as he focused on getting you close.

As your thighs wrapped around his head Mackie couldn’t help but wonder why he hadn’t done this before “I’m gonna come.” You announced not even caring about how quickly you grew close to your high.

Mackie continued to suck at your clit occasionally laying his tongue flat causing you to arch your back “don’t stop.” You begged driving your hips into his face as your body shook letting pleasure wash over you.

The boy didn’t stop his movements until you were pulling his face up to yours “fucking hell,” you mumbled not wasting time to kiss him.

Mackie enjoyed how your release tasted on his tongue “so sweet,” his voice was soft “you’re a good listener.” You were quick to compliment him letting your eyes flash down to the bulge in his shorts.

It seemed that the boy want get all embarrassed but you stopped him “think you deserve a reward.” You mumbled bringing him onto the bed with you.

In that moment he swore he was in heaven. Watching you let his cock go free from his pants only really bringing him back to reality when you let your cunt sink down on his cock “you’re so big.” You were both far too focused on the pleasure that soaked the room to care that he was fucking you raw “oh my god.” Mackie groaned watching you pull your shirt over your head leaving you both naked now.

His eyes stuck to your nipples particularly the one highlighted with a titanium bar “been hiding this beauty.” The hockey player didn’t waste time bringing his lips to it.

Your head fell back as your eyes screwed shut “making me feel so good.” You gasped occasionally hitting your clit against his torso as you rode his cock.

The room began to feel sticky as your hands went to his chest softly running up his abs “you like them baby?” Mackie smiled kissing up your neck as he held back a smirk at your responsiveness.

The two of you had been quiet for the most part as you enjoyed the peace that you got. Softy savouring each and every second of this like there was a small part of you that knew this couldn’t happen again.

A cry left your lips as you brought your hand down to rub your “you feel me in there?” Mackie’s hand pressed against your stomach making you nod “yeah.” Your mouth formed an o.

Now just because Mackie wasn’t used to eating girls out it certainly didn’t mean that he didn’t know that face, you were close.

Which was a good thing because the way your cunt squeezed his cock he was not far behind you “I know baby you can let it go.” The hockey player’s words seemed to let you drop your face into the nook of his neck.

His fingers dug into your hips as you whined finally coming for the second time in the night “oh my god.” Mackie had to held guide your body as it shuddered above him “holy shit!” The boy let out a grunt as your cunt clenched around him causing his cock to throb as he came.

Mack used his fingers to brush your hair out of your face “you okay?” He asked with his chest still heaving as he recovered from his orgasm “never better,” you nodded sending him a smile before you kissed his lips.

12 weeks later

You knew something was off, you hadn’t felt well and all of the possibilities of what could be causing this you had crossed off.

Well all but one. Your period had yet to come and was now eight weeks late.

So there you sat on the floor of your bathroom waiting for the alarm to go off.

It pulled your attention away from your gaze as your alarm went off.

Pregnant

Pregnant

Yet the thing that made you feel worse was that tonight was your first time seeing Spencer since he got sent to the AHL.

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Who Thought | Mark Estapa

summary: wanting to get Marks attention is something you never thought would land you in his bed.

prompt: “you two were practically made for each other.”

request: yes/no

warnings: sexual themes, p in v, swearing, drinking.

word count: 2.41k

authors note: not often do I pay myself on the back after writing smut but i am seriously proud of this one. I almost sent @hischierhaze the entire thing I was so excited for people to see it. If you want to see more from the 500 celly you can do so here!

Everyone knew you were off limits.

Nick had told everyone the moment you walked onto that campus as a freshman when he was a junior that if they went for you they would have been as good as dead. Yet as he graduated some of the boys began to fancy their chances as they started trying to make moves on you. But you never cared for them as they never came from the one boy who you wanted them from.

Mark had been your partner during freshman orientation and from that moment the two of you hit it off. So to learn that he was in some of your classes too only meant all that much more to you as within months the two of you became friends.

Both of you had been with other people during the first two years of college but now as you were both finally single you prayed he’d finally see you the same way you saw him.

So that was how you landed up in your dorm curling your hair as your friends picked out your outfit “you always look unforgettable in this one!” Josie squealed as she handed you your blue bodycon dress “you sure he’s gonna like it?” Nerves ran through your body as you smacked your lips together fixing the ends of your hair in the process.

Clara nodded as she placed her hand on your shoulder “you two were practically made for each other y/n.” Your two best friends watched how you were able to bounce off of his energy and how you two were known as the couple who weren’t dating “maybe I shouldn’t do this.” Your words were met with another seltzer as the girls were doing predrinking in your dorm.

You were helped up as the dress was placed over your arm “go get dressed because once he sees you he won’t be able to get enough of you.” Josie explained as she tapped your nose making it scrunch.

Little did you know just how right they were. Mark hadn’t let his eyes leave your body from the moment you walked in and got pulled into a conversation with Luca he hated how you stuck to the sophomores side. The way your dress hugged the curves of your body and settled just over your ass would have made Nick kill you if he saw you in it. But tonight almost every guy found themselves taking a second look at you.

You had landed up playing against Mark and Ethan in a game of beer pong and at one point it seemed to be a game between you and Mark. It was the constant glares and smirks as the other person got their balls into the silo cups “drink up princess.” Mark smirked watching the ping pong ball land in the cup as it splashed the beer around the table.

It didn’t take you long to wrap your fingers around the cup as you chugged the dry drink not caring that it dripped down the sides of your mouth as you finished it “your turn Estapa.” You pointed out as you steadied yourself to throw the ball.

Luca met you with a celebration as he raised his hands to high five yours “there you go baby.” The Fantilli boy laughed as he wrapped his hands around your waist lifting you up in the process.

That was surprisingly not your first attempt to get Marks attention. As Mark pushed past you after the game all of a sudden your game plan changed “since when has he had an issue with you?” Luca asked crossing his arms not noticing the way your confused expression turned to a smirk “just a rough day I guess?” You shrugged noting how Mark was staring at you as he listened to something that another girl said.

The night had begun to grow old as you moved to the dance floor with a different boy and as alcohol began to cloud your judgement you let yourself dance against one of the guys on the football team. Mark let himself stare as his fists were clenched.

As tough as it was he let himself watch until you were pulled towards the staircase “I don’t think so.” Your blood went cold as you turned to see Mark stood with his hand on your shoulder.

It made the older boy laugh “don’t think that’s what she would want is it?” He stared down at you making you feel small. As both boys waited for your answer you couldn’t help but sigh “I’m gonna go with Mark.” You knew it was the best as he would have gone to Nick to tell him all about what you had done.

The boy next you didn’t stay for long as you glared at Mark “what are you trying to play at?” You furrowed your eyebrows as you crossed your arms.

Sure you wanted Marks attention on you but in this moment it felt like he was trying to protect you rather than trying to make a move on you “I’m trying to protect you!” His words made you scowl as the two of you pushed passed people to get to the door “god I’m an idiot.” You laughed thinking that he actually could have wanted you.

Mark had to remain hot on your tail all the way until the cool Michigan air hit your face “you make me sick.” As the words left your mouth it made him grab your hand as he pulled you close making your chest hit his “you wouldn’t have a clue how much I think about you.” Mark mumbled looking down at you.

It made you blink “then why the hell don’t you fucking act like that!” As you scoffed it all of a sudden made Mark smirk “you want me to show you how much I think about you?” He licked his lips as you nodded.

He didn’t wait for a second more to go by as the hockey player leaned down to kiss you “you’re gonna get me killed.” Mark moaned using his free hand to cup your cheek so that he could kiss you. Your hands wrapped around his shoulders as his tongue ran over your lips as he kissed you.

The two of you stayed there for a few more moments until you pulled away “I need you Mark, please.” Those words rang through his ears all the way until he pushed you into his room “god you’re gorgeous.” Mark groaned watching as you dropped to his bed.

It didn’t take him long to join you as he continued to let nip at the skin on your neck “Mark.” You whined leaning up to bring his head to yours “I need to taste you.” His words made you moan as you shifted up the bed allowing his hands to travel down your legs.

Mark kissed down your thighs making sure to be painfully slow as he loved each of your legs “god.” You propped yourself up on your elbows as your head dropped feeling your thighs tense.

He watched you as the light from the street lamps stared illuminated your face “is that what you wanted all along? My attention.” His words were soft as his breath fanned against your thong causing your hands to clench into fists.

As your body shook Mark hooked his fingers into the waistband of your panties allowing him to pull them down “I’m gonna make you feel so fucking good.” He mumbled finally being faced with your bare cunt “if I was with James I would have already-” Mark didn’t let you finish your words as he licked a stripe up your slit making you yelp.

His hands locked around your thighs trapping you on your spot “dear god.” You gasped slapping your hand over your mouth in an attempt to suppress your moans.

Mark smirked as he pressed a kiss against your clit “it’s just me pretty girl.” The nickname make your body turn to jelly “you’ve got such a sweet cunt.” He mumbled to himself as his tongue swirled around your clit.

You felt trapped as your fingers locked locked in his hair “don’t stop.” You begged feeling his fingers thrust into your cunt “Mark you’re so-” you cut yourself off with a moan as you grinded your hips against his face with the little bit of movement that you could do.

He felt himself grow hard as he replaced his tongue with his free fingers “you know how easily you could have had this?” Mark asked as he kissed the inside of your thigh “all you had to do was be a good girl and come to me.” Your cunt clenched at his words as your cheeks turned red.

The air in the room felt humid as his eyes practically took you apart piece by piece “but instead you wanted to play the hard game huh?” The hockey player curved his fingers causing them to hit deeper into your core “asked you a question sweets.” As the wheels in your brain began to visually turn again Mark lowered his lips back down to your clit as his mind began to grow jealous of what his fingers were doing.

You moaned as your mouth grew wet much like your soaked cunt that Mark treated like his last meal “just wanted your attention.” You mumbled feeling a wave of embarrassment coarsed through your veins as you felt your legs shake.

It made you feel like a fool as you came ever so closer to your high “look at you now having it and you can’t even handle it.” Mark laughed as his nose hit your clit “ah!” You gasped grasping at the sheet beneath you.

Mark wasn’t an idiot, the way your breathing became uneven and how the way you drove your hips became ever more desperate as you clenched your cunt with all of your strength. It was clear, you were close “I’m gonna.” You coughed using your strength to look at him.

What you didn’t expect was that Mark responded by dropping your legs to the side as he retracted himself from the bed earning a whine from your lips “surely you didn’t think I’d let you get away with acting like that this easily?”Mark laughed at you as you nodded swearing that Mark would have been good to you.

But before you could complain further his arms raised the ends of his shirt up to let you see his abs “you like what you see baby?” Mark smirked as you tilted your head up to nod. It took him a few seconds to get down to you as he kneeled in the gap between your legs “please Mark.” Your whines for the first time were met with him actually listening to you as he helped you get out of your dress as he bunched it around your waist “gonna make you feel so good.” His words echoed through your ears as you lay your head down against the mattress.

The sound of his belt unbuckling as his jeans dropped to the floor it made you gulp as you saw him grab the condom “been waiting for this for months baby.” Mark groaned as he teased your clit with the covered head of his cock “Jesus!” You moaned as his cock stretched your cunt out making sure to bottom you out as his torso hit your clit.

It made Mark grunt as his hand pressed against the mattress above you “you only got me in here pretty girl.” The hockey player kissed your neck letting his lips nip at the skin “need you to move.” You begged tapping his arms as you pushed against the sheet of his bed.

His thrusts began as your legs found themselves perfectly locked around his hips “Mark.” You whined feeling his chain hit your chin as he repositioned himself to hover over you.

With each move of his cock it seemed that he was hitting a deeper part of your cunt “making me feel so full.” Your hands found themselves against his back as your nails raked over the skin “god this cunt is perfect.” Marks compliment made you whine in a respond as your lips formed a pout attempting to find his lips.

Your nipples throbbed against the fabric of your dress making you only care about getting your first orgasm of the night “made for you.” You moaned as your eyes screwed shut struggling to remain focused “all yours Mark all yours.” Those words made Mark swear that he was going to die.

Mark groaned feeling your cunt clench around his cock “if you don’t shut up I’m gonna come.” He warned as his free hand went to your clit to try to help you come before him “‘m sorry.” You frowned as your words got caught in your throat.

It made Mark smirk as he shook his head “such a sweet baby aren’t you.” Mark cooed brushing his lips over yours “being such a good girl for me.” He groaned feeling your hands scratch his back sure to leave a mark.

The room felt sweaty as his hands were on you and your moans painted the walls of it “I’m close Mark.” You announced forcing your head against the pillow beneath you “want you to let the whole house hear how good I make you feel.” His words weren’t done kind of request, they were ordering you to be vocal and you weren’t going to deny him of that right.

Your throat felt raw as you cried “please don’t stop Mark.” You begged squeezing your legs tighter around his waist “right there oh!” You cried as you came feeling your body writhe between the boy and his sheets as your eyes screwed shut.

Marks orgasm wasn’t far behind as your cunts sporadic movements made his throbbing cock coat his load into the inside of his condom “that was hot.” You blurted out feeling his lips kiss your shoulder.

As he slid his cock out of your cunt your body shook “I’m just gonna get you a cloth.” Mark explained as he smiled getting up to see you still in your fucked out state as you lay on his bed barely nodding in the process.

Seeing you like that honestly made his day as Mark knew that he had you in just the way he wanted.

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Next Door | Jamie Drysdale

summary: Jamie has been pining over the girl next door so it’s about time he does something about it.

trope: next door neighbour

request: yes/no

warnings: mentions of alcohol and swearing.

word count: 1.12k

authors note: I’m back working on the 500 celly things! This was originally meant to be a blurb because I didn’t know what to do for it but here we are with a fic. I haven’t written for Jamie in forever so this was exciting! If you want to see more of the celly you can find the playlist here.

It made Jamie feel like an idiot.

Images of you and some guy flooded Instagram as you had been hanging out with him all weekend.

Now Jamie knew that he couldn’t be mad at this, you weren’t dating, hell he couldn’t even get more than a few words out to you without turning red and forgetting how to speak.

Yes if there was one thing that everyone knew for certain it was that Jamie Drysdale was hopelessly in love with you and there was nothing he could do about it.

Sure it wasn’t the norm for hockey players to be this down bad for someone but here Jamie was.

Jamie had been your neighbour for the best part of fifteen months after you moved in across from the hockey duo.

Of course Trevor tried his luck first with the pretty girl next door but he ultimately came back empty handed when you told him you weren’t interested in him.

Not to say that Trevor truly minded though because he could see the way you looked at his teammate and he knew that you felt the same way that Jamie did.

And that’s how the Canadian landed up stood on the balcony nursing a cold beer as you were inside with his friends “think you should talk to Jamie.” Trevor sighed as he sat next to you.

His suggestion was truthful as he knew his teammate could do with the time with you.

You frowned “he’s been avoiding me all night.” You confessed as you sipped your own drink “did I piss him off?” You are inquired furrowing your eyebrows as you tried going through all of your actions and you came up with nothing that could have made him upset.

Trevor sighed knowing that it wasn’t his place “J is on the balcony.” The New York native pointed to the door “just go talk to him.” He added quickly placing his hand on your back as he pushed you in the direction of the door turning away before you could send him a glare.

Your palms were sweaty as you wrapped your hand around the cool metal door handle. Low and be hold Jamie was just where Trevor said he would be “J it’s cold out here.” You blurted out as the Californian breeze hit your face.

Jamie had been facing town before he turned to see you “c’mere,” he motioned to you to come and sit next to him on the bench as he had a blanket over his legs.

He smiled as you listened “what are you doing out here?” You furrowed your eyebrows ignoring how his cheeks reddened as your cold leg touched his.

The air around you brought you both closer together “was just thinking,” the hockey player confessed running his hand along the stubble that was currently growing over his jaw.

All you could do was nod as you thought about it “have I made you mad?” The delicacy in your voice made him melt on the spot.

As his heart pounded almost out of his chest he couldn’t shake the feeling of how he felt when your eyes stared up at him like he was the only man in the world “you couldn’t make me mad.” Jamie’s confession made his head drop in shame.

The idea that a girl could be his first thought when he wakes up and the last thought before he goes to bed is the kind of thing that his teammates would have hung him over coals for.

But still here Jamie was with you driving his heart forward with every pump it made his brain thought of you “so why are you ignoring me?” The question held an answer that lingered on the tip of his tongue.

As Jamie turned to look away from you, your hand reached up to stop him “look at me.” You frowned cupping his cheek.

Your thumb was soft against his skin “fuck I think I’m in love with you.” Jamie blurted out as he chewed at the inside of his cheek.

He felt crazy telling you the truth “J-“ the hockey player got up shaking his head “I shouldn’t have said that.” He sighed thinking about that boy on your Instagram.

Quickly you placed the blanket on the bench between you “listen-” he cut you off again “maybe you should just go back to him.” All of a sudden you stopped stuck in your place.

Thoughts traveled through your brain at a million miles a minute “who are you talking about?” Your arms crossed as you got up now standing a few inches shorter than him.

Jamie rolled his eyes “Owen, y/n who the hell else would I be talking about?” A laugh left your lips as he explained it to you.

Through your giggles Jamie still managed to hear your explanation “Jamie he’s gay!” You almost fell over you were laughing so hard so you had to place your hands on your knees to stop yourself from falling.

The Canadian grew embarrassed as you finally calmed down “you’ve been ignoring me cause you thought I had a boyfriend?” You asked furrowing your eyebrows as you let out a hearty breath finally calming down “it sounds really bad when you say it like that.” Jamie scrunched his nose in disgust as he thought about it.

You nodded as you stepped closer to him “and just so you know I wouldn’t have a boyfriend right now.” Your confession had his heart breaking in that very moment.

Like Jamie truly didn’t think he could feel worse “you wouldn’t?” He frowned trying to mask his disappointment “sort of hard to when I like you.” Your fingers ran up his shirt.

Jamie felt Trevor in his mind telling him to kiss you. Even though the boy thought he was dreaming the Canadian knew that he wasn’t going to miss this opportunity “you best not be fucking with me.” Jamie warned as his hands went to your cheeks.

You shook your head as you smiled “I’m serious about you J.” Your confession barely had enough time to hang in the air before Jamie had his lips on yours.

The kiss was needy as he pressed you against the bench wanting as much of your lips as he could possibly get “yes!” A cheer came from the door and it was so clearly Trevor’s voice but neither one of you seemed to pay attention to it besides for the brief middle finger you each sent in that direction.

Eventually Jamie had to come back for air and he pulled away from you “how about we go for a date sometime?” He blurted out making you grin.

“I’d love that.”

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One Night | Gabe Perrault

summary: when things get said during spring break, you realise gabe doesn’t hate you all as much as he makes it seem.

trope: one bed

warnings: mentions of underage drinking.

word count: 2.27k

authors note: can we truly believe that this is the first time I’ve used this trope? Like seriously it’s shocking, I'm on the fence on if I liked this or not but still here is our second update of the week and another to add to the BC boys and the 500 follower celly (that I hope to finish soon...)! But beyond that we all love a bit of a rom-com-inspired prompt, don't ask me which one but I know I've seen this on tv before.

You thought that you were the unluckiest woman in the world.

Gabe was for lack of a better phrase your perfect type of guy. Every quality you wanted he had, but the one that he lacked that was by far the most important was the one he needed; Gabe hated you. It shocked everyone, you were nice and this cheerful ball of a joy on the media team. Every interaction you two had was engraved in your brain and none of them had you him being nice to you.

It was stupid how you felt the need to hide your feelings by masking things up with hatred and backhanded comments. Because as much as you didn’t want to admit that you were enamored by him. Each time a guy would make a move on you, they were always turned down because you only wanted him.

But those wants only became stronger as you both ended up in the same group that headed down to Florida for spring break “what the fuck!” You both groaned jumping out of your seats as you learnt that you’d be sharing a room together “we’re sorry but you’re the only two who are single.” Ryan shrugged as each of the boys wrapped their arms around their girlfriends.

Gabe scrunched his face in disgust “I’ll sleep on the couch.” He announced after remembering that it was a double bed in the blue room that you two were in “don’t act like you’re doing me a favor here.” You scoffed as you shook your head “I’ll sleep out here.” You added as you raked your fingers through your hair.

As you both glared at each other Julianne couldn’t help but clap her hands together “surely you guys could just put your shit aside for one day?” She groaned as she pinched the bridge of her nose “I have nothing against him!” You rolled your eyes as you pushed past the boy “you sure about that?” Gabe’s question was only met with him being hit with a pillow.

The first night was the most awkward as you were in the middle of your nighttime routine when Gabe walked into the bathroom “I’ll take the floor.” His voice was soft as you rubbed cream into your neck “no.” You sighed as you shook your head.

He clutched his pillow as he furrowed his eyebrows “I’m not letting you take the floor-” Gabe’s words were quickly shut down as you glared at him “I was going to offer half of the bed.” You corrected him as you crossed your arms letting out an unamused scoff.

It made him roll his eyes “shouldn’t even be surprised.” The hockey player threw his pillow back onto the bed “you stay on your side and I’ll stay on mine.” He snapped as blankets were thrown between you both to create what only be the Great Wall of blankets “don’t have to tell me twice.” You grumbled as you hit your pillow trying to fluff it up.

The air was tense as you both climbed into bed refusing to acknowledge the other person as you each faced the wall “you don’t snore right?” Gabe as a kick hit his calf “ow!” He groaned as you had broken the wall between you both like it was nothing “the only thing you have to worry about is me trying to not kill you!” You grumbled as you rolled your eyes nuzzling your head into your pillow as you sighed.

As you stared up at the wall you couldn’t help but hate the fact that deep down you still knew you had some kind of feelings for him.

Ryan and Will couldn’t help but sneak into the room as the sun hung below the clouds and by ten a.m there wasn’t a peep that came from the room at the end of the hall. Their curiosities got the best of them as the boys had all made their bets for what had happened with most believing that one of you were dead “oh damn.” Cutter grumbled as he was met with the site of Gabe’s arm wrapped around your waist as you were both asleep on his side of the bed.

But Jacob was quick to hit his head “we’re home!” The girls called out as they had been shopping “lets go.” The goalie grumbled as he motioned how you began to stir. The sun hit the floor as your eyes blink almost having you jump in surprise as the door slammed shut “Jesus!” You yelled being faced with the sight of a sleeping Gabe.

It didn’t last long though as he groaned “could you not?” He pleaded snuggling back into your side “Gabe get off me!” You complained as you attempted to pull him off of you.

Gabe’s eyes shot open as he realised that it was you who he was with “why the hell are you on my side?” He scoffed sending you a glare “why is your arm wrapped around me!” You shot back as you pushed your hand against his chest as you motioned to your waist.

The way his hand left your waist would have made you laugh usually but instead you found yourself rolling your eyes as you got up “I need a shower.” You announced grabbing your towel from the rack beside your bed “why do you get to go first?” He scoffed making you tense up.

There was a moment that you both stared at each other as you glared at him before you both ran to the bathroom with you only getting there first because he had to climb off of the bed. A smirk formed on your lips as you stood to face him at the door “sorry slowpoke.” You waved your fingers at him at your dropped your towel on the door letting the door slam shut in his face.

As much as you wanted to piss him off, your shower was quick. But you should have seriously contemplated spending just a few more minutes in there. You were in the middle of styling your hair when Gabe finally walked out with his towel loosely wrapped around his waist as water dripped down his front “you like what you see?”He smirked as your cheeks went red and your mouth fell open.

Your mouth watered at the pure sight of him as the thoughts left your brain “cat got your tongue too now?” Gabe laughed as your eyes went wide “shut up.” You grumbled as you shook your head.

You got up to leave but the boy had made his way over to you “c’mon you ready to admit that I’m hot?” His hand cupped your jaw as his thumb rubbed a soothing line against your skin “I’ll say it.” You gasped as your heart thumped out of your chest as he nodded “when I’m fucking dead.” You spat as your hand raised to slap his away.

As you shut the door with the slam the group downstairs realised that they weren’t going to be able to tease you both about whatever happened in that room. Beyond not so subtle snickers from them say two came to an end with you and Gabe avoiding each other until you went to bed.

Day three was surprising for Gabe as he woke up to an empty bed, you had gone for a run on the beach and did everything within your power to avoid him. All the way until the night was about to come to an end as Cutter and Will opted to do a campfire on the beach to end the night off.

The sound of crackling wood echoed through everyone’s ears as you and Gabe had been sent to get everyone drinks “could you believe that y/n had a crush on Gabe?” You and Gabe both seemed to freeze as you heard the words “had? She still does!” Another girl laugh as you made the mental note to kill your friends “y/n?” Gabe’s voice was shaky as you gripped your the neck of your beer bottle.

Your ears pounded as you felt the sand between your toes “I should go.” You nodded to yourself quickly turning around as you ran back in the direction of the house as embarrassment ran through your mind.

Tears streamed down your face as Gabe turned to his friends “I’m so sorry.” Julianna apologised as she raised her hand to her mouth “look just take these drinks.” Gabe sighed as he placed the cooler on Will’s lap “what are you gonna do?” Cutter went to give the boy beer but he stopped him.

Gabe knew it was stupid but he couldn’t process that those words could have been true “does she really?” Truly it looked as though Gabe had been hit by a truck “please just be nice to her.” Julianna pleaded as she watched him run in the same direction that you had.

You swore you wanted to crawl into a hole and hide as you locked the door to your bedroom. Sliding down to the ground your knees quickly hit your chest “why’d you have to be a fucking idiot.” You sobbed taking your fingers through your hair. You craved some kind of soothing moment as you lay your head against the door “y/n?”

That voice made you freeze as your eyes went wide “go away Gabe!” You groaned bringing your hand to your face to wipe the snot from your nose “please I just wanna talk.” His voice was soft as he leaned against the door “just so you can reject me?” There was a hint of irritation and amusement in your tone as you laughed.

The boy shoved his hands into his pockets as he sighed “what I want to say sort of needs me to see you.” The hockey player was close to giving up when he couldn’t hear you “please.” He thought you moved away from the door.

But instead you got up and unlocked it facing the boy “can I come in?” He pleaded sending you a small smile as you stepped aside to let him in. The air felt heavy as he wiped his hands on the thighs of his shorts “you were crying?” Gabe frowned as you were quick to wipe your eyes as though it would make it impossible for him to see.

You shook your head “you said you wanted to talk?” You reminded him of what he had said “do you really like me?” This desire filled his mind as he was desperate to hear you say it “you know I do.” You rolled your eyes not being able to bring yourself to finally say it to him “just say it.” He groaned tugging at his hair.

The inside of your cheek was soft against your mouth as you chewed at the flesh “okay sure yeah I like you but could we just act like I didn’t?” You pleaded thrashing your fists as you didn’t want to hear him turn you down.

But Gabe couldn’t help it as he smiled “sure you think my feelings are funny!” You complained not noticing as he shook his head “how have you not noticed that I like you!” He groaned as he crossed his arms.

Truthfully in the time that he knew you Gabe had never seen you so quiet “you hate me!” You shot back swearing that he was lying “I wanted to after I saw you and that football player and after that it just got too far to not stay with that.”Gabe let out a huff as he sat on the bed “god I could hit you.” You mumbled sitting next to him.

Gabe smiled as he nodded “think I might as well do it too.” He watched you turn to face him “why couldn’t you have told me sooner?” You were in a way irritated that you had to watch him with so many other girls before you came into his picture “you saw the way we acted on the first day here.” You had hit him with like four bottle caps each time he’d open his mouth because he had pissed you off.

Laughter filled the room as you were both reminded of the memory “so what do we do now?” The question came as the next logical thought as you wondered what was going to happen “what do you mean?” As Gabe turned to you, you both finally saw how little space was in fact between you “do we go back to hating each other?” Your voice was barely a whisper as you prepared yourself for the worst.

Gabe felt his heart break a little at your words “wanted to take you on a date.” He explained causing a smile to form on your face “like a real one?” You laughed as he brought his hand to cup your cheek.

This time it was soft though, a stark contrast to just a few days ago when he had done it “want to give you the world pretty girl.” You giggled as you stared back at him “can I kiss you?” You blurted out not getting a chance to regret your question because the boy nodded as he kissed you.

His lips were soft as you practically melted into his touch “you better not have killed her Perreault!” Ryan’s warning made you both pull away “you were good at that.” You mumbled running your finger over your lip as you looked at him “plenty more of where that came from.” Gabe pecked your lips once more before he got up “she’s still alive I promise!”

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What’s Best For You | Adam Fantilli

summary: with the draft hanging over Adam’s head and the view of you getting on with another man brings the end of your relationship, but what happens when you two see each other again?

request: yes/no

warnings: none

prompt: “if you leave don’t come back.”

word count: 2.21k

authors note: I wasn’t planning on writing this one but Adam got the hatty yesterday and I figured we should celebrate him. This isn’t like my normal writing as I got the whole idea for the prompt at like 2 in the morning and just went with it. If you want to see more from the 500 celly you can do so here!

The topic of the draft hung over you both like a bad smell that you couldn’t shake.

Each time one of you brought it up the other would change the subject usually muttering on about how “fate would take its course” or “it’s out of our control so let’s not worry.” But tonight Adam seemed like he was on a mission.

You two had left a party early after Adam saw JJ flirting with you. Now the Fantilli boy wasn’t jealous, he knew you would never cross that line with another man because you loved Adam.

But there was something about that image that he couldn’t stop thinking about. From the way the blonde laughed at your jokes or how your eyes lit up when you saw him.

At first Adam thought you were just friends who had a few classes together, yet that was exactly how you met Adam.

And after nights of staying up wondering what he was meant to do about leaving you, it seemed that tonight he finally had his answer “why are you saying this?” You asked pinching the bridge of your nose in frustration.

Adam had tried to explain it to you for the fifth time but you still refused to hear his message “I can’t love you the way some guys here can if I’m on the west coast.” Adam sighed as he was predicted to go second to the Ducks all the way in Anaheim.

Whilst the boy loved you with all of his heart, to the point where you were the only thing his mind thought of when he woke up and when he went to sleep. Adam came to the conclusion that evening, that it wasn’t fair to expect you to do that long distance relationship.

Tears formed in your eyes “that’s meant to be something I decide, not you Adam!” Your voice broke as you finally realised what was going on here.

Adam was about to break up with you.

It felt like a slap in the face, the man you loved more than you ever thought you could love anyone was telling you that the last six months was all for nothing.

As much as he wanted to hug you and kiss those tears away the hockey player knew that he couldn’t, instead he had to watch them roll down your cheeks “I should go y/n.” Adam’s words had your feet dragging your body towards him.

There was no baby, darling, love, princess that fell from his lips. No, now you were simply just y/n the name you had your entire life now felt bland and boring.

You shook your head “tell me you love me.” You mumbled feeling the sadness replaced by this sense of hurt “tell me that this is all just a dream and that when I wake up you’ll be by my side.” As sobs got stuck in your throat you cut yourself off “I can’t lose you Adam.” You cried finally letting go as his silence seemed to serve as the stark reminder of the reality that was hitting you with the same strength as the cold Michigan winter air when you walk outside in the morning.

The boy shook his head “it’s for the best,” he repeated cupping your cheeks with his hands as he titled your head up so that he could kiss your forehead.

A tear from his eyes landed on your hair soaking the soft strands as his hands dropped to his sides “goodbye sweets,” Adam forced the words from his lips digging his nails into his palms as he stared at you for one final time.

Acting like he didn’t have your face memorised, each scar, each spot, each dimple, he could pinpoint them all. But this time he just wanted to see you, even if it had to be with tears streaming down your face.

As you watched Adam turn around and head back to your dorm door, the pain you were feeling morphed into anger. You were angry at how easily he was willing to give up on you two without giving you a proper reason why, how he made you feel like the only girl in the world to only go and pull the plug on it all when you least expected it. What pissed you off the most was that he had all of these opportunities to break up with you and decided that the last party of the school year was the best option “if you leave now, you better not come back.” The warning in your tone came through as Adam stopped in his tracks.

Not a single coherent thought went through his brain as all he wanted to do was turn around and kiss you whilst he told you just how stupid he was. But instead Adam simply shook his head before he walked out of your room leaving you confused, drunk and upset.

That was two months ago and Adam wanted to call you every minute of every day but he didn’t. Every time he did something he only wanted to tell you about it, but he couldn’t.

Not even you were posting things from your families lake house with none other that JJ McCarthy.

Adam knew that your lake houses were at the same lake literally two minutes away from each other because the day you learnt about it you went and told Adam all about it.

A giggle left your lips as JJ placed his hand on your shoulder “I’ve got to get to practice,” he groaned seeing the clock on the dining hall wall.

You nodded sending him a smile “I’ll see you later J,” you waved watching him nod “bye y/n.” JJ sent you a salute before he walked off.

Adam was quick to walk over to you when he realised you were now alone “what was all that about baby?” He asked leaning down to peck your lips.

Again Adam wasn’t jealous, he felt like you could be friends with anyone that your heart could dream of. But the way JJ looked at you was what made his skin crawl “JJ lives down the road from the lake house in the summer!” You explained locking your hand with his as you began walking back the boys table.

“Funny that right?” You added totally unaware of how Adam was.

To him it had to take an idiot to see that JJ liked you, and part of Adam couldn’t even blame JJ for it, you were a total catch that any guy would be lucky to get.

You stared at the picture of Adam and Luca in their suits that the older Fantilli had uploaded to his close friends story “look we don’t have to watch this if you don’t want to.” JJ sighed seeing you frown.

The draft was one thing you always watched with your grandad who now wasn’t here, so as much as you didn’t want to see Adam you weren’t doing this for him “no I’m good.” You forced a smile onto your lips.

JJ decided to not question you further as he let the volume of the tv go louder as you two watched the third pick. The boy suggested that you only started watching then to avoid seeing Adam “the Columbus Blue Jackets are proud to announce from the University of Michigan Adam Fantilli!” Your eyes went wide seeing your ex get up “what about Anaheim?” You croaked feeling yourself grow sick.

Before the boy had the chance to check on you your body pushed off the couch as you ran to the bathroom.

It had been over eight months since you had been into the Yost and the place you grew to love in your freshman year now felt foreign “if you want to leave let me know.” You felt guilty with how good JJ had been to you since the school year started.

The boy had been good to you as he always made sure you were okay. Whether it was being your company at a party or simply just checking in on you, JJ had grown to hold a special place in your heart but that didn’t make you feel any sense of comfort.

Truth was that you longed for Adam, your roommate had to go as far as delete Adam’s number from your phone after you tried calling him drunk one evening.

You sent JJ a nod as he wrapped his arm around your shoulders giving you a comforting squeeze “he isn’t here anyways.” You pointed out assuming that Adam was with his team celebrating the win against the Redwings in Detroit.

But of course the universe had to prove you wrong as the jumbotron picked up your conversation with JJ flashing your faces on the big screen. You let out a laugh pointing at it “you okay Adam?” Julia asked her son seeing the frown on his face.

Adam nodded forcing a smile on his face “she looks happy,” he shrugged trying to ignore the painful feeling that shot through his chest.

The games end came fast as the wolverines shut out Minnesota. You wanted to drag JJ out of there as you heard the rumours that Adam was there but the football star seemed to have other plans as he forced the excuse that Dylan had something for the boy.

You practically hid behind him as you didn’t know what you were going to do if you saw Adam, your brain couldn’t decide if you preferred the idea of hugging him or cursing him for putting you through the pain that he had done so.

But before you could think about it any further JJ dropped a bombshell on you “I’m going to give you guys a moment.” He mumbled moving to the side so you could lock eyes with Adam and Luca who seemed to be having a similar conversation.

Before you knew it Adam was awkwardly stood in front of you “hey,” you mumbled shoving your hands into the Michigan hoodie to hat was undeniably something you stole from Adam all those months ago.

The Fantilli boy just took the moment to stare at you and your feature as he took in how beautiful you looked “hi.” The hockey player smiled fiddling with the watch on his wrist.

It irritated you how Adam didn’t seem to feel the pain you felt, you had concealer caked beneath your eyes to avoid revealing your dark circles from that lack of sleep “how is your boyfriend?” That comment only aggravated you further as you furrowed your eyebrows.

“JJ is just my friend you dickhead.” You spat causing the boy’s eyes to go wide.

He had to say that he was surprised to hear that you were still single as that little part of him selfishly hoped that you were still in love with him “some of us find it harder to move on when we get dumped out of the blue than others.” You knew it was low but you sent the blow anyways as you had seen all of the rumours and all of the TikTok’s about Adam’s new lovers as he was seen as the dream boy of Columbus.

Adam let out a laugh causing you to cross your arms “this isn’t funny Adam.” You grumbled frowning as your now upset look was clearly highlighted.

Just like how he used to Adam cupped your cheeks forcing you to look at him “all those girls try and I can’t seem to shut up about you.” Adam’s confession had your eyebrows raising in surprise.

In all honesty you truly thought that he broke up with you so he could pursue other things when he left, or at least that was how you liked to think about it because it was easier to try to hate him for leaving you.

Your lips formed a pout “really?” It weirdly warmed your heart to hear that news. Adam nodded as he smiled “thought it was for the best ending it but the truth is I’m still crazy about you.” Adam mumbled tucking your hair behind your ear.

If anyone could see how you were feeling on the inside they’d call you pathetic as you were grinning from ear to ear “I’m sorry for leaving you baby.” Adam sighed wrapping his arms around you as he pulled you into a hug.

You let his familiar cologne invade your nostrils as you melted into his arms “I just want you back.” Most people would have been ashamed to be that open with the guy that dumped them, but for you this was simply just what your heart needed to be brought to ease after all of those late nights crying yourself to sleep.

Adams hands went back to your chin tilting your head up to see his face eyes “you never lost me.” With those words he brought his lips down to yours.

As you felt your body grow warm at that familiar feeling of his lips on yours, you both knew that your were right back where you needed to be. With him in your arms and you in his even if it was under the lights of the Yost arena, you were both home.

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Promise Me | Trevor Zegras

summary: you and Trevor are forced to confront your past when you are brought back together for Alex’s birthday.

request: yes/no

prompt: “I just... I thought you would’ve called.”

warnings: mentions of alcohol

word count: 1.45k

authors note: been trying to figure out how to write this prompt all day and I think I ended up landing on an option that makes me happy. I’ve given dickhead Trevor actual emotions for this one?

It was the hardest thing he had ever done.

Just over three years ago Trevor dumped you days before he signed his professional contract with the Ducks.

To say that you were left gobsmacked was an understatement, as a couple you had been experiencing long distance since you went to college. You were in Vancouver and he was in Boston when everything seemed to be going well. You thought you were ready to spend the rest of your life with him but clearly Trevor felt differently.

Trevor broke up with you through text blocking your number before you had the chance to ask him about it. The hockey player had done it that way as he hoped that it would mean that he didn’t need to see your heart break in front of him.

Some fucked up part of his mind believed that breaking up with you was the best thing for you. Trevor didn’t want to hold you back. You were destined for a successful job and the hockey player wanted you to be happy with a man who could truly love you in the way you needed.

Life was tough as you tried to move on, all the dates you went on ended with you never calling them again. Whether it was the fact that they didn’t make you feel the way Trevor used to, their laugh didn��t sound like music to your ears, you just couldn’t find it in your heart to love them. Not when Trevor was still the man your heart yearned for.

Six months ago you had gotten a job offer with the LA Kings media team and you didn’t hesitate to take it.

Alex remembered you from your time with Trevor and whilst none of their friends truly knew how the relationship ended, they all just assumed that it was the distance that brought the best sixteen months of your life.

But the older boy still took you under his wing from the moment you got to the golden state.

You had managed to avoid Trevor as you turned down Alex’s offers to nights out, all until his birthday. As much as you didn’t want to go, you simply couldn’t say no to him not on his birthday.

So you got ready, having a few shots of confidence before you made your way to the club.

It made you feel sick as you locked eyes with Trevor. His hair had grown, his new tattoo sleeve was on full display letting you see it for the first time.

Similar thoughts went through his head as he saw how your hair had grown and you looked as beautiful as ever “what are you looking at?” The girl he was talking to asked as she furrowed her eyebrows attempting to follow his line of sight.

The Ducks player felt anger form in his belly as Alex pulled you into a hug calling over his teammates that he was talking to so that they’d see you. Trevor wasn’t a jealous person, truly he wasn’t. But when it came to the idea of one of his best friends dating you, sure you weren’t Trevor girl anymore but that didn’t matter to him.

A scoff left the girls lips as she connected the pieces together “you’re an asshole dude,” she complained as she pushed past him heading back in the direction of her friends.

The air was thick as Trevor made his way to the area “good to see you Zegras,” you were willing to bite your tongue for the sakes of Alex and his birthday.

But when you said that it was a total burst of his bubble “you two y/n,” he licked his lips.

A few hours went by and you continued to drink making your own game where whenever the boy stared at you long enough to make you feel like he was burning holes into your head you’d take another shot.

If they needed to know how you were feeling, you’d definitely be failing any and all versions of a dui test.

It took Trevor a lot longer than he would like to admit to finally talk to you properly “dance with me Cole!” You slurred as you held your hand out to the boy who was sat looking at his empty shot glass “don’t make me beg!” Your pout was enough to get the HABS player standing but all of that didn’t matter when Trevor got up and wrapped his hand around your arm pulling you in the direction of the door.

Your mind went blank as you didn’t know what to say “we will dance later!” You called out as you pointed your finger at Cole who just laughed in response.

Trevor scowled as his grip tightened “no you won’t,” he mumbled as he finally got to the door and stopped walking when he got you outside.

The wall was cold as it hit your back “what the fuck are you doing here?” The hockey player spat finally letting his grip soften around your arm.

Air was forced out of your chest when his face was centimetres away from yours “it’s Alex’s birthday,” your voice was near inaudible like you hadn’t even spoken.

It made the boy roll his eyes as he couldn’t believe that you were actually there “I work with him,” you added trying to justify your reasoning for being there.

Trevor let out a low laugh “you fucking live here now?” He didn’t think that the words were coming out of your month.

How long had you been there for? How had Alex not told him that you were there? The questions ran through his head at a million miles an hour “did you expect me to update you on life or something?” You scoffed as you rolled your eyes hearing the stupidity behind it.

He didn’t want to admit it but he swore that it would have been the case “I just… I thought you would’ve called,” Trevor confessed finally letting his emotions come to fruition.

What he didn’t expect was that you’d let out a laugh pushing him off of you “you text dumped me and think that I’d call you when I came to town?” You shook your head swearing that he was on something that let him be that stupid.

Trevor push his hand through his hair “yeah, pretty fucking shit way to get dumped.” You added as you crossed your arms.

Your eyes stared at him going straight to his soul “I did it for you,” Trevor’s comments made you want to pull your hair out “don’t you dare fucking say that to me!” The loud tone of your voice attracted the attention of people around you.

Tears formed in your waterline “you think dumping me was for my own benefit?” You were glad that you had enough vodka in your system that you were able to say everything you wanted to “you broke up with me when I needed you the most.” The moment your voice began to shake Trevor wrapped his arms around your waist pulling you into a hug. That was clock work for him, his way of comforting you always.

Those hugs were like your drug, they were the kind of thing that was good for your heart soul and mind “m sorry,” the hockey players voice tickled your ear sending shivers down your spine.

A sniffle left your nose “was I not enough for you?” You asked pulled away to look at him.

Trevor used his thumb to wipe your tear away “baby you are my world.” The sober part of you believed that he had misspoken with the tenses, but the drunk part of you just thought about how kissable his lips looked.

Your lips formed a pout as your hand went on top of his “don’t say that if you don’t mean it.” You sighed not wanting to let your thoughts get the best of you “I can’t go through that pain again.” You added as you were ready to go jump into his arms letting him bring you back to his apartment.

The hockey player nodded “really thought I was doing the right thing baby,” Trevor matched your disappointed tone as he was being honest with you.

An idea sparked in your head “if I give you another chance-” you tucked your hair behind your ears “I’ll do anything,” he cut off you off as his eyes lit up.

“If you’re going to let it end let me down easy this time.” You huffed as your cheeks grew warm “I can’t handle you breaking it all over again.”your words caused him to nod.

“Gonna give you the world, I promise.”

#ambers 500 celly #trevor zegras #trevor zegras imagine #trevor zegras oneshot #trevor zegras x reader #hockey imagine #hockey imagines #imagines #oneshots #nhl imagine #nhl oneshot #amber writes fics

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Off Limits | Adam Fantilli

summary: an obstacle quickly comes in your relationship when Nolan learns about your relationship with his teammate, there is light at the end of that tunnel but how do you get to it?

trope: captains sister

request: yes/no

warnings: swearing, overly protective older brother, allusions to sex but nothing explicit.

word count: 1.85k

authors note: I’ve officially hopped onto the Adam Fantilli train for writing (it’s about dang time). I ended this before we got to the draft because I knew we wouldn’t be getting a happy ending so I said not yet… we have started the 500 celly though so we can find positives where we can.

You were off limits.

That was Nolan’s one rule for the team, they could befriend or they could hate you. But what they couldn’t do was date you.

For the most part the boys listened as well, you were a freshman that whilst you were hot most of the boys valued their lives more than getting you in their beds.

Everyone but Adam understood that. The moment he laid eyes on you in your sports media class he knew he was screwed.

Sure he could try to say that made Nolan’s rule didn’t need to apply to him because he had actually met you before he knew you were Nolan’s younger sister. But no matter how hard he tried there was no getting around it, Adam was fucked if his captain ever found out.

You on the other hand saw your brothers rule like a challenge, you never truly intended on listening to him because if you liked a guy then who was he to stop you from dating him?

There was never any true intention from your side at least to fall for Adam though, sure he was cute but with the quick notice of his talent you truly couldn’t understand why he always walked you back to your dorm from parties.

Nolan somehow remained oblivious to Adams lingering glances after games as the players caught up with their friends and families. The way Adams hand would only leave your shoulders for a couple of minutes when you were at parties. Or even how you smiled like an idiot whenever Adam sent you stupid memes when you were with Nolan. Your big brother was oblivious to it all.

Not everyone else graced you with the same pleasure though as the rest of the freshmen on the team continued to tease both of you about your obvious feelings towards the other person.

The night of a Halloween party though when Adam walked you back to your dorm he finally said what you had been waiting for.

His palms were sweaty as he watched you pull the cowgirl hat off of your head “have a nice night bellissima,” he gave you a side hug as you furrowed your eyebrows.

He had called you that pretty much from the second week of knowing him and it always seemed to make Luca smile “are you ever gonna tell me what that means?” You asked as you cocked your head.

Prior to that you never did care but it seemed that tonight the curiosity was eating at you “it means beautiful,” he explained as he smiled.

You let your tongue dart over your lips as you smiled “you really think I am?” Your nose scrunched as your cheeks turned red at the compliment.

Adam took a step forward as he tucked your hair behind your ear “you’re the prettiest girl I’ve ever met.” He confessed as his fingers ran over your jaw tilting your face up to him.

The hallway was surprisingly quiet as you giggled “you’re lucky you’re cute cause that was cheesy.” You laughed as you shook your head.

His face dropped until you cupped his cheeks “good night Adam,” you smiled as you leaned forward as you pecked his lips with your own.

That night Adam swore he didn’t sleep because he was smiling so hard. When the next morning came around the Fantilli boy asked you out over breakfast at a local cafe.

The first four months were great, everyone did their part in keeping your relationship a secret to Nolan but he was starting to have his suspicions, all of which were answered on Valentine’s Day.

Adam smiled as you sat on his lap “looking so pretty today bellissima,” he cooed as he squeezed your chin.

You two were so caught up in each others gazes as you smiled at the feeling of his lips on yours that you didn’t hear your door open “what the fuck?” Nolan gasped as his eyes went wide at the sight in front of him.

If there was a moment you wanted to die in this was it. You were quick to jump off of your boyfriends lap as you locked eyes with your brother “i-I can explained,” you stuttered as you stood up blocking Nolan’s way to Adam.

He had never been that angry in his life “move out of the way y/n!” Nolan yelled as he placed his hands on your shoulders as he tried to move you out of the way “Nols please.” You begged as you shook your head.

Adam felt both awkward and bad as he watched the siblings argue “you had one job in life,” Nolan spat as he looked over you as he sent his teammate a glare.

The Fantilli boy watched as your face look guilty “you could have slept with any girl on campus but you just had to fuck my sister?” Your brother continued to twist the knife into your chest as tears began to well in your eyes.

Sure you knew you had pissed him off but you didn’t think he’d talk so poorly about you and Adam “I’m not just fucking her,” now that probably wasn’t the best thing for Adam to say as he could see the smoke coming out of Nolan’s ears “just?” He asked as he crossed his arms.

It seemed like now was another time for you to step in “we’ve been dating for almost four months.” You confessed as it caused his head to whip around to you.

Nolan walked over to you “you’re dating?” He asked as he pointed his finger at you “whatever this is ends right now.” Nolan looked between the two of you far too angry to think.

Tears were now streaming down your face “Nol please,” your lip quivered as you pushed your hair out of your face.

If Adam knew that it would have blown up like this he would have told Nolan before he asked you out “this is the end of the conversation.” That was the last thing before the hockey captain walked out of your room.

Adam was quick to get off of your bed as he went to console you “you should go.” You announced as you sighed.

That honestly broke his heart “don’t do this to me baby.” Adam begged as he squeezed your hand.

You brought your other hand up to your face to wipe your tears away “just until Nolan calms down maybe we should cool it.” You shrugged as you walked to your door “please don’t make this harder than it needs to be.” You pleaded with him as you opened the door.

The air was heavy as both yours and his cheeks were wet from tears “I love you bellissima.” Adam nodded as he kissed your forehead before he walked out of your room.

It had been two weeks since Adam walked out of your room, two weeks since he told you he loved you. Both of you had been talking the time apart poorly. You hadn’t left your dorm besides for when you went to class, your roommate brought you meals every time because she knew you wanted to avoid Adam. The Fantilli boy wasn’t door well either, his performance during games had dropped and Nolan almost killed him on multiple occasions during training.

When Nick and Steve saw you walking to one of your classes they knew someone had to step in.

Their plan started with taking you for coffee, the cafe was where Nolan was picking up a drink with a girl.

When he saw how dark your under eye circles were the guilt was quick to hit him like a truck. Nolan didn’t love the fact that you were all cozy with his teammate but the thing that hurt him the most was the fact that you didn’t tell him the truth to begin with.

The boys convinced Nolan to apologise to both you and Adam, then came phase two.

Nolan had you to come to the Yost after practice because he had to give you something. Now you were largely hesitant about it because you didn’t want to see Adam, you knew you wouldn’t keep it together if you did.

But when Nolan was followed by Adam you were confused “Nol-” you began as you didn’t want to do this again.

He held his hand up causing you to grow quiet “I’m sorry for being an ass to you guys.” Nolan sighed as he watched people walk out of the rink.

Adam couldn’t help but frown as he looked at you, his facial scruffle as you liked to call it was growing in and his eyes were dark. Nolan smiled as he realised that neither one of you were paying attention to him but rather to your fellow class member “I’m going to leave you two now,” he laughed to himself as he shook his head.

Nolan sent you a salute “is he good to you?” He asked as he turned his attention towards you “so good.” You nodded as you sent Adam a soft smile.

Adam matched your expression “don’t let her answer change to that Fantilli.” Nolan pointed his finger at the boy “I don’t plan on that anytime soon.” When Adam said that Nolan was pulled away from the conversation “I’m sorry,” you blurted out as tears drew themselves in your eyes once more.

The boy was quick to sigh as he walked over to you shutting the gap between you both “none of that,” he shook his head “just hug me okay?” Adam held his arms out as you rested your head on his chest “missed you.” You confessed causing him to laugh.

He loved how you were fully back out of your shell after what Nolan had said to you both “missed you more than you’d ever know.” Adam smiled as he cupped your face so he could kiss your lips.

Nolan thought he was behaving when Steve and Nick had him stood watching the interaction so that he could get used to it. But when your head tilted backwards to allow Adam the access to your lips, he lost it “keep your hands above her leggings mister!” Nolan called out quickly causing you to pull away.

You smiled as you flipped your brother off “should we get out of here?” You asked with a smirk as you looked up at Adam who nodded “I think I like the sound of that.” The three senior players watched as the loved up couple walked hand in hand out of the Yost.

Part of Nolan was happy to see you happy again, but the other part of him was the protective big brother “do you think I’ve just encouraged them to have sex again?” Nolan sucked his cheeks as he thought about it for a second.

Nick laughed at what he said “it’s fine,” he nodded to himself “if they go back to Adams we gave him a box of condoms this morning.” The statement caused Nolan’s eyes to go wide.

“I actually hate you both so much.”

#ambers 500 celly #Adam Fantilli imagines #adam fantilli #imagines #hockey imagine #hockey imagines #nhl imagine #nhl oneshot #oneshots #Adam Fantilli oneshots #umich imagine #umich x reader #amber writes fics

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For Me and You | Drew Fortescue

summary: you and Drew have been dating for a while now but a series of events cause your relationship to become known to all rather quickly after practice one day.

trope: secretly dating

warnings: allusions to sex but nothing explicit, mentions of the word fuck once or twice.

word count: 1.1k

authors note: I needed a filler piece before I release another Quinn thing tomorrow so I thought some soft content would be just perfect! I don’t remember who the nonnie mentioned in their request but if you are one of my moots who went through a Drew phase like a week ago, you’re the reason they requested this!

It was your best kept secret.

You managed to hide it from everyone, your friends, your family, and even your closest friend Gabe.

Drew met you during one of the tournaments with the national team and the moment he realised that you were single Drew knew he was screwed.

Gabe gave each of the boys a warning speech that you were totally off limits because he knew what his friends and teammates were like and that wasn't something he wanted you to see.

That speech fell on deaf ears though as Drew saw you stood in the hotel restaurant one more bright morning and decided to ask you if you wanted to go out with him.

Of course you said yes.

Six months on and it had been the best time of your life. Drew was a great boyfriend who your parents adored. Whilst they didn't understand your desire to keep it from your best friend but they still respected your wishes.

It seemed like both you and Drew agreed that not telling Gabe was for the best as he was going to have an issue with it.

That meant though that nobody beyond your families could know about it. This was fine until you both ended up at Boston College in the fall.

Like every other set of horny teenagers all you wanted was Drew, but that was hard when every girl on campus flirted with him and his teammates because everyone swore that they were all single.

Unbeknownst to you though Drew felt the same as you, seeing his friends and even the other guys on campus openly trying to get your number. Sure you were hot, your boyfriend knew that. But he wanted to be able to hold your hand when he walked you to class or kiss you when you looked cute in the dining hall.

Both of your patience's were wearing thing as you Gabe was still unaware of how you looked at his teammate, all you wanted to do was tell him everything.

This was the first time that you had ever kept something from him especially as big as this "you're looking nice today y/n," Ryan's voice pulled you away from your thoughts as the boy took the seat next to you.

A required credit for freshmen was something in the science field so all of you picked biology and ended up in the same class.

His compliment didn't surprise you, Ryan didn't shy away from attempting to flirt with you despite how it made Gabe hit him on the back of the head.

The smile that formed on your lips as you softly rolled your eyes pushing his arm away from you when Gabe sat on the other side of you with Drew next to him. It hurt the boy to see you so comfortable with other guys, to him he was the one who should have been sat next to you.

But when you stuck your head over Gabe to smile at Drew all of his worries fell out of his head.

He could never stay mad at you, not when he knew you only had eyes for him “you coming to see us after practice?” Gabe asked looked at you with a grin.

On Tuesdays the two of you had started the tradition of going to chipotle for dinner just like how you used to during your senior year on Fridays “course dude.” You nodded as you would even cancel things with Drew because Tuesday nights were for you and Gabe and you and Gabe only.

Practice had been horrible for Drew, Ryan’s comments were getting out of hand. It was like the universe knew just how to push his buttons today as his patience waned “you got a girl Fortescue?” Will teased as he watched the boy strip out of his compression shirt.

Scratches marked Drew’s back and he had hickies forming just under his collarbone after an enjoyable night in his car with you “huh?” He furrowed his eyebrows as he turned around.

The rest of the boys were quick to catch on as their eyes went wide seeing it “it’s serious!” His teammates let out a collective gasp as they saw the way Drew’s face turned red.

Drew nodded as a smile formed on his lips. Part of it was because you were the mystery girl that they were now gushing about, but the other part was because Gabe seemed so happy that his teammate was finally getting some much needed action after a summer that seemed surprisingly quiet.

It seemed like a millions thoughts ran through Gabe’s head as he practically ran out of the locker room the moment he was dressed to tell you the news “you will not believe it!” He slapped his hand over his mouth when you looked up at him with furrowed eyebrows.

Just like how your usual gossip sessions went you mimicked his actions “what won’t I believe?” You matched his tone as you placed your hands on your hips and waiting for him to continue.

The rest of the boys shortly followed him out unaware of what was about to happen “Drew’s got a girl!” Gabe announced waiting for some kind of reaction from you “and it’s serious!” He thought that it might illicit something more from you.

Quickly you realised that you had to react “oh my gosh!” Your reaction was clearly over dramatic but you hoped that you were safe.

But that’s not how life works “you knew, didn’t you?” Gabe furrowed his eyebrows as something wasn’t right “mhm,” you nodded as you couldn’t lie to him.

Things started to click in your best friends head as he saw you fiddling with the zip of your quarter zip fleece. The hockey player pulled down a portion of your zip revealing your collar bones that were also covered in hickies “you’re the girl?” His voice was soft almost like he couldn’t believe it.

A smile formed on your lips as you locked eyes with a very nervous Drew “don’t kill h-” you couldn’t get your request out before Gabe was already off in his direction “you are sleeping with my best friend!” Gabe yelled as he began to chase the boy around the welcome area of the arena.

Drew didn’t expect this as he had to run away “babe!” He complained causing you to laugh “just don’t hit his face please Gabe!” You figured you might as well get that request in.

Your secret was out, but somehow you didn’t hate it.

“Hey I said not the face!”

#drew fortescue #hockey imagine #hockey imagines #imagines #oneshots #ambers 500 celly #Boston college hockey #amber writes fics

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Ambers 500 Celly Playlist

Hello and welcome to the 500 follower Celebration!

I asked and you voted so this celly has 20 of my favourite tropes!

I’m usually pretty lenient with my request rules but this one as some differences so please read the request key below this!

Free Choice - you can pick any player you want for tropes in this category nhl or collegiate level will work for this!

NHL Player Only - these are the prompts that I will only accept with NHL players in the request. These NHL players have to had joined an NHL team in the 2021-2022 a season at the latest (all rookies from last season are not eligible for this category)

Prompts - similar to free choice, anyone can be picked for these. These five prompts are brand new and only for this celly.

As all slots have now been allocated a player, happy reading my lovelies!

Free Choice

Brothers Best Friend - Alex Turcotte

Best Friends Brother - [Rutger McGroarty] Rutger isn’t a very good matchmaker when everyone he suggests isn’t him.

Friends to Lovers - [Mikko Rantanen] when Mikko sees you with one of his teammates he realises that he wants to be more than just your friend.

Enemies to Lovers - Jacob Fowler

Right Person Wrong Time - [Will Smith] confessions are made when you get trapped in an elevator with your ex

One Bed - [Gabe Perreault ] when things get said during spring break, you realise gabe doesn’t hate you all as much as he makes it seem.

Sunshine vs Grumpy - Luke Hughes

Secret Lovers - [Drew Fortescue] you and Drew have been dating for a while now but a series of events cause your relationship to become known to all rather quickly after practice one day.

Forced Proximity - [Mark Estapa] when a game of beer pong turns interesting you learn to realise that your brothers friend isn't so bad after all.

Accidental Pregnancy - Cole Caufield

Teammates Sister - Juraj Slafkovsky

Captains Sister - [Adam Fantilli] an obstacle quickly comes in your relationship when Nolan learns about your relationship with his teammate, there is light at the end of that tunnel but how do you get to it?

Fake Dating - [Luca Fantilli] who would have thought fake dating could end up so messy?

Lessons in Bed - [Mackie Samoskevich] when Mackie learns of your struggles he finds a way for you both to win.

NHL players only!

Next Door Neighbours - [Jamie Drysdale] Jamie has been pining over the girl next door so it’s about time he does something about it.

Single Parent - [Mat Barzal] Mat’s son meets his next door neighbour and quickly befriends her, what happens when Mat falls for her much like she does for him?

Exes to Lovers - [Jack Hughes] when Quinn invites you back to the lake house it forces you to reconvene with your ex. What happens when Jack misses you just as much as you miss him?

Love Triangle - [Trevor Zegras & Mason McTavish] when it’s the annual Halloween party Mason has a surprise that you’re sure to enjoy.

Division Rivals - [Quinn Hughes] when the flames came to visit it brought back old memories, including why you hated quinn.

Dads Friend - [Sidney Crosby] when you push Sidney to his limits, he decides to teach you a lesson.

Prompts

"i never should've expected anything different from you." - [Quinn Hughes] Quinn finally learns how to settle down in life but when a girl finds him during a roadie it causes the biggest obstacle in your relationship yet.

"is that really all i am to you?” - [Jamie Drysdale] when Jamie gets the news that he’s being traded his departure comes with you having questions.

"you both were practically made for each other." - [Mark Estapa] wanting to get Marks attention is something you never thought would land you in his bed.

"if you leave now, you better not come back." - [Adam Fantilli] with the draft hanging over Adam’s head and the view of you getting on with another man brings the end of your relationship, but what happens when you two see each other again?

"i just... i thought you would've called." - [Trevor Zegras] you and Trevor are forced to confront your past when you are brought back together for Alex’s birthday.

#ambers 500 celly

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Unspoken Titles | Jamie Drysdale

summary: when Jamie gets the news that he’s being traded his departure comes with you having questions.

prompt: “is that really all I am to you?”

warnings: swearing, mentions of drinking, mentions of sex but nothing explicit.

word count: 2.01k

authors note: I seriously had no clue what to do for this prompt, even back when I wrote it. We’re back to the days of @hischierhaze letting me misbehave (this is your warning for the ending peeps). But now it seems the idea couldn’t come fast enough! If you want to check out more of this celly you can do so here!

pt 2

We need to talk.

That was the one message nobody ever liked getting. Not from a friend, a lover, or even a boyfriend. But when that message came from Jamie you realised that he fit into all three of those categories whilst almost really being in none. Being Trevor’s sister it meant that his teammates had to put up with you. Sure they all actually adored you but part of you believed Jamie only stayed around for his friendship with your brother.

For months you had been spending the most of your space time in his sheets, it was a relationship that had bloomed upon the day their lease ended. Jamie loved that he moved out because it finally meant that he didn’t have to worry about Trevor finding out. But as the door to Trevor’s apartment burst open you couldn’t help but grow concerned when Trevor didn’t come all energised and happy to be back.

“Trev?” You called out shutting your laptop as you stared at your brother who could barely mutter a word “you okay?” A quick movement had you getting up and engulfing him in a hug “he’s going.” Trevor still couldn’t process the news as he chewed at the inside of his cheek.

His apprehension had you tensing up as you furrowed your brows “who is going?” Your arms dropped from his body as your had came up to fiddle with the zipper of your fleece “Jamie’s traded to Philly.” As the words left his lips Trevor collapsed on the couch finally having to accept that it was real.

You could have swore the world stopped as you didn’t know whether you were going to throw up or cry first “he can’t go.” The words came out like knives against your throat “not yet.” You swore you were going to cry as you looked to your trainers that stood neatly by the door “I should shower.” The hockey player was desperate to have something take his mind off of where his best friend was going.

But you barely heard his words “I’ll go for a run.” Maybe if both Zegras siblings weren’t feeing the hurt then Trevor would have pointed out that you hated running but as his lips remained shut he just waved you off. And you weren’t going to wait for him to stop you as you took off from the apartment building letting the city air hit you face as it transported you back to the night that made you care.

It all started after the end of the regular season. With the duo opting to host the party as the way to end off their time as roommates. Trevor had drunk his body weight in booze and that meant you were on what felt like babysitting duty as you tucked your older brother into bed “night Trev.” You smiled watching him cuddle into his pillow.

For all of the moments that were bad between you two, you were proud that you were now at the point where you could say you were friends with Trevor- not because he was your brother but because you wanted to be his friend. Yet as you rolled your shoulders you wondered if it was a full time job “he go down easy?” Jamie joked as he leaned against the kitchen counter.

You jumped as you clutched your chest as your eyes went wide locking with his “sorry.” The Canadian was quick to apologise as his cheeks reddened “should get a bell for you.” You mumbled as you shook your head “beer?” The boy motioned to the two uncapped beers that he held in his hand.

A smile formed on your lips as you nodded “thanks.” You took it letting your hand grow cold as the condensation sit flushed against your palm “I can’t believe you guys are leaving this place.” A sigh flew out of your mouth as you could see the beautiful view of the city out over the balcony.

Memories of how you would drag the boys out there as you had your music blaring from your speakers when you’d have one too many to drink and would end up dancing them. Jamie knew you didn’t live with them but it was going to hurt not seeing your face most days “come enjoy it with me one last time?” He offered letting his hand find its home on the small of your back.

The humid air hit your face as the breeze pushed your hair off of your skin “you sure it’s not too late to get a new lease here?” Your lips formed a pout as it made him laugh “unless you plan on living here with me I don’t think so.” Jamie shook his head as you found yourselves on the table of the picnic bench that you guys bought the week they moved in.

The words had you pursing your eyebrows in surprise “you’d live with me?” Surprise was evident in your tone and it left the boy worrying that he had gone too far “I’m sorry I didn’t-” as his eyes grew large and his ramble began you opted to shut him up in the way you had wanted to for so long.

Your hand was quick to cup his cheek as you kissed him. Letting your lips mold into his and just as you worried you might have done the wrong thing he brought his hand to the nape of your neck. It was as though neither one of you cared that Trevor could have woken up at any point in time and caught you there since the world truly stopped.

It felt like your heart burst as his hands went to your hips bringing you onto his lap “J.” You gasped as you pulled away finally letting your eyes lock with his “I want this but only if you are in the right state.” There had been enough alcohol to fuel a British pub during Boxing Day football and then some.

Your concern warmed his heart as he smiled “baby you don’t know how much I’ve wanted this- wanted you.” His confession hung in the air as you grinned “you have me Jamie.” You nodded letting out a soft squeal as he picked you up.

You were grateful that the walk back to his room was short and that he shared a wall with the bathroom as opposed to Trevor’s bedroom. Because that night you spent between the sheets, only leaving when you saw the sun beginning to rise through his half drawn curtains.

Your hand was sore from the amount of times that you knocked on the door “coming!” Jamie grumbled as he came to his door “oh hi.” His tone was soft as he looked at you.

The look that was once full of love and warmth was now enough to make you quietly go as you frowned “you’re leaving?” You barged into his place that had boxes scattered around “meant to be in Philly in the morning.” The hockey player nodded as he sided “needed to tell you about it.” It reminded you that he had sent that stupid three worded message.

It got hard to breathe as you struggled to look at him “so what are we going to do?” The question plagued your mind from the moment you left your apartment to the one when you arrived in his “well I’m going to pack I because have a flight to catch.” His duh tone made you shake your head.

Your hand pointed between you both “about us.” When he said he wanted to talk you believed that it meant things were going serious, not that you’d be talking about packing manuals “you are going to go home to your brother.” Jamie had this whole speech planned for your arrival but when he locked eyes with you he knew he couldn’t do it.

Silence casted itself over the apartment as you stared at him “I’m sorry what?” Part of you wanted to laugh in an effort to calm your nerves “y/n all we did was have sex a couple of times.” His nonchalant attitude made you feel as though steam could have came from your ears if you were a cartoon.

It wasn’t a couple of times, the last person he even thought of looking at came in January of the previous year. Jamie could deny it all he wanted but as he’d pull you back into bed after sex as he swore Trevor wouldn’t notice if you were gone for a couple more hours, and began to enjoy the time with you away from his bed as much as the time between his sheets. He could swear he wasn’t yours but you were totally and utterly his.

His gaze pierced through you, an icy chill settling in your chest“is that really all I am to you?” Your voice trembled in disbelief, as you couldn’t process that he would inflict this level of pain on you “you were only ever meant to be Z’s little sister.” There stood the shadow you spent all your life trying to get out of, Jamie made you feel weak as he practically forced you back into it.

You didn’t want to believe that he was capable meaning his words “and what do I mean to you now?” You felt like a school girl who got caught as you awaited his answer just praying he’d say the words you wanted “we shouldn’t do this.” Jamie hated himself as he watched your eyes turn glassy.

It was tough for both of you for what felt like different reasons yet they were all actually the same “why can’t we?” Your hand reached for his yet he was quicker as he pulled away “because your Trevor’s sister.” Jamie brought it up like it was the most obvious thing in the world “and I’m leaving.” His reminder was like a punch to the gut.

Your thoughts went at a million miles per minute as you felt your world was breaking in front of your eyes “we could survive the distance?” Your proposal was desperate “y/n we slept together, we weren’t a couple.” Jamie scoffed as he dug his nails into his palm.

Color drained from your face as you let his words trickle into your brain “was I always just a quick fuck to you?” As your voice came out barely higher than a whisper it was clean he struck a nerve “is that how lowly you think of me?” The boy now felt it was his turn to be angry.

But you couldn’t give him that as you shook your head “I was ready to tell you that I’m in love with you!” As you blurted it out you were too blinded by the hurt you felt to even care that you had just confessed your love for him “I don’t love you.” Jamie sighed as he raked his fingers through his hair.

You looked back at him wondering if this was a sick joke as most nights of yours were spent in his sheets but as he watched for your response you feared it was true “y’know what Jamie have a nice life in Philly.” You sniffled refusing to let yourself cry in front of him as you couldn’t let him see you break "maybe there you'll learn what commitment is.” Your finger pressed into his chest as you were embarrassed that over six months of sleeping with you had passed and he still managed to say he had no feelings for you.

All he could do was convince himself that this was the right thing to do “I’ll see you around.” Now you couldn’t even look at him “wouldn’t count on it.” Your voice was laced with venom and had every intention of hurting him. Because as you shut the front door to his apartment with a slam you let the picture on his wall come crashing to the ground shattering the shards of glass that lay there protecting it.

Jamie finally let the tears stream down his face as he realised that you were gone from his life, for you as the elevator doors shut you were forced to stare at your reflection as you saw what a fool you were. Both having to act like the last several months meant nothing.

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