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letsgetrowdy43 · 1 year

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Chapter one— guilt-ridden

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"Your father and uncles are gonna come in here a ruin my peace and quiet" she mumbled to the six-month-old that rested against her chest. The loud slamming of car doors could be heard from inside the house, the baby quietly murmured to herself as she looked up longingly at the door. Anyone within a five-mile radius could feel the excitement radiating off of the boys, the adrenaline of winning was apparent, and very clearly displayed by the sound of their loud chatting from behind the front door.

"Honey we're home" Jay yelled out as he swung the door open, a wide smile on Philippe's face as pushed in front of the rest of the group, rushing to get his hands on his daughter before anyone else stole her from him. He reached the couch with a wide grin plastered on his lips as he ushered for his best friend to finally pass her over, taking the smiley baby from her mother's hands to hold her against his chest.

“My little lucky charm,” he said bouncing her lightly as she buried her face in his neck, drool covering his t-shirt as her little hands grasped the fabric. "Congrats on the win,” said the woman sitting on the couch, followed by a warm smile as he sat down on the couch next to her, a smile on his face as he lifted the baby up to place a kiss on her cheeks. “Thanks.”

Luca stood in front of the pair with his arms folded over his chest, "this is such bullshit, you always hog her" he pouted and made grabbing hands towards Phil who hugged Flo tighter against his chest. A scoff left Luca's mouth as he turned to the girl sitting to Phil’s left, a longing look on his face as the freshman silently prayed she would step-in in favour of him and make Phil hand the boy over. “It's almost like she's my daughter" Philippe sassed, looking over to the women who un-amusingly looked at him, ushering for him to give the baby to Luca.

Philippe finally passed the baby over to Luca who grinned and walked out of the living room and into the kitchen with her. “You guys played really good,” she smiled and fixed the damp curls falling in his face, “Flo and I watched the entire broadcast, I kinda miss going to the actual games though” She smiled and stood up from the couch to start decluttering the living room of baby essentials

“Is Nolan or the sophomores throwing a party tonight?” She questioned as she threw baby shoes and socks in his direction. “Yeah, but I’m not gonna go.” She frowned as he turned his head to finally look at her instead of the ceiling, “why not?” “I’m not gonna leave her and you alone all night while I’m out partying, I have responsibilities,” he grinned and picked up the teething ring from beside his thigh and shook it before placing it on the coffee table in the bin of other miscellaneous toys.

“You’re also a young adult in university, go have fun” she smiled, “I know you miss it, I know when you force me to go out and do things that I did before Flo I feel better,” she said, stopping her cleaning to sit on the edge of the coffee table to be face to face with him. “I don’t want to put everything on you all the time,” he looked over as she rolled her eyes at his very stupid response, “I already leave enough for hockey it’s not really fair to you” “When we decided to have her, we knew that you already had the team and the responsibilities that came with it, I don’t mind, what I mind is when all you do is play hockey, go to school, and be a dad. In order for you to be your best, you need a little social life” She poked him in the knee as he shook his head.

“I just don’t want you to resent being a father, so please for my sanity and my peace of mind go and be irresponsible” She frowned and pointed toward the group of boys who were goofing around with the baby. “I could never resent you, but I will go and drink enough for the both of us,” he said standing up off of the couch and placing a chaste kiss on her temple before heading to the group of men in the kitchen. “You bet your ass you will” She grinned and followed behind him.

“Now all of you out of my house, you all smell like hockey and it’s Little Miss' bedtime,” she said taking Florence from Grano who smiled and passed the child over, bidding his goodbyes and heading out of the kitchen to collect his things. The rest of them were still laughing along with the squealing baby, her hands clapping as she watched the grown men giggle along with her. “You heard the woman, out,” Philippe said clapping his hands and ushering the other guys out of the kitchen, childlike groans leaving their mouths as they were herded out of the kitchen.

“But I live here?” Eric said stopping in his tracks and going back into the kitchen with his arms crossed and a pout on his face. “You three are the exception babes,” the woman said looking at Steve, Jacob, and Eric who grinned and headed up to their rooms to get ready for their upcoming night out. “You heard the woman! Out!” Eric grinned and started bossing the other boys out of the house along with Philippe.

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“Why are you washing the baby in the sink?” Steve asked as he rummaged through the fridge for a beer. “She’s not in the sink, her baby tub is in the sink,” the woman said in a duh tone, as she motioned to the six-month-old with sudds in her hair making it look like she had a mohawk, “did your parents never wash you in the sink when you were little?” Steve just blinked at her for a sec while opening his beer before shaking his head. “Plus it hurts my back to bend over the actual tub, so unless you want to wash her you can stop with those judgemental eyes Steven” She bit back as the man stared at her with an amused smile.

Steve left the kitchen not wanting to hear any more mom rants from the girl, “Wait! Steve, can you grab me a towel for Flo?” She called out but was met with a freshly out of the shower Philippe holding up a towel. “You know me too well” She grinned and took the towel with little ducks littered all over it and wrapped their daughter in it. “You forget to grab one literally every time you wash her” he pokes as he takes the clean baby from her mom, a grin on his face as he looks at the baby who yawns into his neck.

She stood there for a second, watching as he bounced her and placed a kiss on his daughter's cheek, grinning at her tired expression. It was no secret that Philippe had become the greatest dad, he was so attentive and so careful with her, he was a dream. He’d been like that since the moment she was born, he never complained, never started arguments. If anyone handled the transition into parenthood in a less perfect way it was her. But something about their dynamic felt like it was on this ice, like any second, any wrong choice of words, any single small action and they would fall right through.

“I'm going to go and change her,” he said softly as she nodded back at him, draining the tub and starting to prepare her last bottle before she went to sleep.

Steve stood in the doorway with the towel she had called out for, “sorry I meant to yell out that I didn’t need it anymore” “You know he’s in love with you right?” She tensed and stared at him “I do” she shook her head and continued to portion out the formula for the bottle, “I just don't love him in that way” She shrugged and cringed as Steve shook his head and left the kitchen.

"You're a cruel woman" he joked as he yelled out at the bottom of the staircase.

A frown was plastered on her face as she finished the bottle and made her way upstairs to her and Florence’s room, Phil sitting on the edge of the bed with his daughter sprawled out on his chest, a new set of fuzzy pyjamas on her as she held his finger in her tiny hand. A soft smile worked its way onto his face as he felt the bed dip next to him, the weight of the baby being lifted off of his chest as she slipped Flo into her arms, the bottle pushed past her lips as she looked down to Phil.

“You look upset,” he said poking her in the thigh. She shook her head, “I'm just tired, ready to get this one into bed so I can get in bed as well” She shrugged and yawned, her free hand holding his as he continued to poke her thigh. “I don't have to go tonight, there will be plenty of parties for me to go to if you're not feeling okay,” he said softly, sitting up more so he could look over her shoulder at the baby’s whose eyes gently fluttered shut.

“I have a feeling she’s gonna be easy tonight, don't worry about me" She leaned up against his arm, cringing as she remember the conversation down in the kitchen, maybe she was really stringing him along, “I've got it under control”

He placed a gentle kiss on the crown of her head as he wrapped his arm around her shoulder, fingers gently drawing lines against her skin, “You’ve always got it,” she hummed a small word of appreciation before finally getting up to burp the baby.

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It didn’t take long to get Flo to bed or to wrestle Philippe out of the house and into the cab, but finally, she was left to her thoughts. Sat comfortably on the couch, some Adam Sandler movie that Jacob had been watching was still on the tv as she buried herself in throw blankets. She had sat down for barely ten minutes before she could hear crying once again, loud wails that made her heart clench as she retrieved her daughter and brought her to the couch to snuggle her as she watched movies.

Her pointer finger traced her daughter's facial features as little Flo blinked at the sensation, big blue eyes just like her father. The resemblance between Florence and her father was very minimal but was something that her mother couldn’t get over. A tiny little nose, and a soft smile that looked just like her dad's.

Her phone began to buzz, a picture of Blanks popping up on the screen as she reached the coffee table for it. “How’re my favourite girls doing?” Nick's voice could be heard on the other end, followed by a hello from Kent and Owen who were all together in Buffalo for a game the next day. “She’s a little fussy, and I'm doing okay,” the woman shrugged as she readjusted the baby on her chest so she could comfortably put the phone up to her ear. “You don't sound very okay,” Owen said taking the phone from Nick and walking over to the other side of the room, he loved a good therapy session. “I'm fine, just tired” He rolled his eyes a the obvious lie, sometimes it's like she forgot that they had spent two years of their lives practically living together.

“Where’s Phil?” “I made him go to a party,” she said nonchalantly, her hands now busying themselves with drawing circles on her daughter's back. Florence drooled all over her chest as she drifted off to sleep, the gentle drumming of her mother's heartbeat lulling her to sleep “You need to stop pushing him away when you need a break” Owen's voice grew concerned making her wince. “I just needed an empty house to clear my thoughts” she mumbled as she pressed pause of the tv show she had started.

“I’m just feeling very all over the place right now” Her words got caught in her throat, a dry laugh leaving her lips as she shook her head at the nonsense she was trying to spew. “How so?” He asked, his voice chillingly calm, her eyes grew teary as she heard Owen telling her to take her time. “I'm just wondering if I made a mistake by letting him be involved, he lost everything when I roped him in,” Owen scoffed and went to speak before she cut him off.

“Steve said something to me, something about Philippe being in love with me and I don't know I just feel guilty all the time about everything.” “Steve should mind his own business,” he said, pausing to push both Kent and Nick away from him so he could continue the conversation without their butting-in conversations.

“I mean we have a kid together, we act like a couple because he’s the father of my kid” she sniffled as Florence's little hands made fists and rested them upon her mom’s collarbone, “Pow I love him, like so much, but I don't think I will ever love him the way that he wants me too” “You don't have to,” you could hear his voice start to grow agitated, not at her, but at the guys, all of them knowing that this situation was fragile. They all knew better than to involve themselves in the new parent's relationship. “But everyone makes me feel like I have to, I love him, and I love that he gave me my daughter and that he’s here for us, but the idea of us being together isn’t something that I ever picture,” she choked out, a short groaned leaving her lips as her hand raked through her hair. “That's okay, fuck Steve and the rest of them, who you love and how you love them is up to you,” Owen said regaining his calm voice, a little reassurance that maybe she wants at fault for everything.

“I just feel bad cause I'm giving him mixed signals, and like I took his young adult life away from him so like I’ve fucked everything for him” She let out a sigh and clung Florence to her chest as she got up to grab a face cloth for her to rid her chin and neck of her drool. “No, you didn’t, and if anyone is saying that they are lying, Phil knows exactly what he’s gotten himself into, you gave him plenty of chances to leave and he didn’t,” It was true Philippe had multiple chances to get out before it was too late, even after she was born but he was still around, “Flo is his responsibility as well, and if anything this fatherhood thing has made him a much better person”

A tear slipped down her cheek as she readjusted herself on the couch, her baby cradled in her arms, “thanks, Owen” “Any time, next time one of the fuckers gives you a hard time or makes you upset let me know” he promised, semi-jokingly as he handed the phone back to Nick.

“Those fuckers should know better, I mean you’re a better person than most of those guys will ever be,” Nick said in a harsh tone, annoyance filling his senses, those boys had promised to make her life easier, to help and create peace, not complicate everything. “Don't say shit like that Blanks” she mumbled. “I'm serious, you are such a strong person, those dumbasses need to stop giving you a hard time” he sighed, knowing that they had no ill intent, they always mean well, they were just stupid at knowing when the time to intervene was.

“They’re just looking out for Philippe” she reasoned, she also knew that Steve’s and other comments that have been made in the past weren’t comments that were supposed to negatively affect her, they just wanted everyone happy. “Lapointe is a big boy, the can make his own decisions and handle his shit, and if he knew that the guys were helping him at your expense I don't think he’d appreciate it very much.”

A gentle knock on the front door startled her out of the conversation, “I’m gonna have to call you back Blanks someone is at the door,” she said warmly, drying the tears on her face as she readjusted the baby in her chest. “Sounds good, we are probably going to head out for drinks so we'll talk in a few days” he promised, as Bothe Kent and Owen in unison yelled out their goodbyes. “Okay, love you guys bye”

She quickly ran over to the door, hoping she didn’t keep the person on the otherwise waiting too long, she swung it opened it to see the very smiley sophomore clad in pyjamas and a smile, “oh, hey Mark” she whispered with a grin as she ushered for him to follow her into the house. “I promised I'd stop by after the game, but I got a little strung up with the trainers and coaches,” He shrugged with a smile before motioning for the woman to pass him over the baby.

“I heard that you're the most penalized player in the league now, Mr. Eighty-seven minutes,” she said giving him the baby and the drool-covered rag before collapsing down on the couch. “Yeah I'm a superstar” he shrugged. “You played well though, minus the penalties” She grinned and nodded at the baby who was now knocked out in his arms.

Flo always had such an easy time with Mark, he claimed it was because he was the first of the guys to hold her and the fact that he and Flo were best friends. The topic of him being the first beside her mother to ever hold her pissed off all the guys, especially Philippe, it was like twisting the knife in the already tender wound, the fact that he couldn’t make it to the birth, and then he wasn’t even the first to hold his baby.

“You made the cutest baby did you know that” Mark’s thumb ran over the fat on her cheeks, a sleepy smile on Flo’s face as she buried her face into his arm. “Why aren’t you at the party?” “wasn’t in the mood,” he said like the answer was obvious as if he wasn’t one of the biggest party personalities in the entire Umich student body.

“Who are you and what have you done with my Mark Estapa?” “Your Mark Estapa, that’s a bold term” he joked, watching as she rolled her eyes. “You know what I meant,” she jabbed him in the thigh with her foot, making a quiet gasp leave his lips, not wanting to wake up the sleeping baby.

“If you wondering why I'm not at the party it's because the prettiest girl that I've been waiting all day to see wasn’t there so there was no point in showing up” He smiled, looking from the baby up to her, a look of amusement on her face as she raised her brows “You’re such a flirt” “I never said I was talking about you, could have been talking about my littlest love right here” He motioned to the baby in his arms, his free hand pulling her pyjama top down to cover her stomach, his little heart pained to see that she was almost too big for her six-month-old clothes.

“I love that nickname” she mumbled, her arms crossed over her chest as she waited for another smart-mouthed response from Mark. “Yeah? You want a similar one?” He shamelessly flirted, looking over at the red spread across both of the woman’s cheeks, “you’re blushing” he said leaning over her legs to run his thumb over the hot and flushed skin of her cheeks “That's true Mark, I am turning red, you’re flirting with me, it's expected,” she deadpanned.

“When are you gonna let me take you out?” He questioned, feigning for the moment that the girl would let her guard down and finally accept his advances. “When pigs fly” She grinned as his face dropped. “I could arrange for that to happen” he murmured to her, his hand raking through his hair and across his face to tame the lush on his cheeks, “you underestimate me”

“Mark I have a baby, and her father is your teammate.” “I'm fully aware of those two facts,” he said smartly pointing down aye the baby sitting in his arms, a grin on his face as she rolled her eyes at his statement.

“It wouldn’t work” She shook her hand and looked away from him, her facial muscles trying hard to not let a smile pull at her lips. “I'm gonna prove you wrong one of these days,” he says confidently, a toothy smile on his face as she watches her look back at him. “I’d like to see you try” she added before pressing unpause on her tv show, ignoring the stare and smile that came from the man

this is poorly edited so please don't mind the spelling errors, I will get to the serious editing later

#mylittlestlovesau!!#mark estapa x reader #mark estapa #mark estapa for the win #philippe lapointe #umich hockey #umich blurbs #umich imagine #umich lb #steve holtz #kent johnson #owen power #nick blankenburg #luca fantilli

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glimmeringstars · 1 year

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i was digging around and found a bunch of (i think) unseen umich hockey photos ?!?!

here they are:

i think it captures the university part of umich really well 🤣

#umich #umich hockey #luke hughes #jacob truscott #steve holtz #adam fantilli #luca fantilli #gavin brindley #seamus casey #eric ciccolini #philippe lapointe

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misschino · 6 days

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Via steve ig | 25.4.2024

#hockey #nhl #umich hockey #umich #umich boys #michigan wolverines #michigan hockey #steve holtz

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lukeevangelista · 1 year

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YESSSS HOW ABT BEING BEST FRIENDS WITH THE HOCKEY TEAM AND SOFT LAUNCHING YOUR RELATIONSHIP WITH JJ

Soft Launch - JJ McCarthy

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“Hi baby.” JJ smiled down at you, keeping his voice low as you two walked through campus, his hand on your lower back and he guided you.

You two were public and as much as you would have liked to kiss him in public, you both knew it was best to keep it under wraps for the time being.

Well that was until some freshman from the debate team saw JJ press a gentle kiss to your lips as he told you goodbye when he dropped you off at your dorm.

“I’ll see you later. Are you still going to the boys house?” He asked as he walked backwards, making sure you two were still on for tonight.

You nodded as he shot you a thumbs up, him finally leaving for practice.

You wanted to tell your friends before news got out, but some punk had beat you to it.

“You’re dating who?” Nolan laughed as he watched you walk into their house, immediately starting on you.

You turned around, trying to walk out, only to bump into Rutgers chest, him coming in after you, “No can do bucko. Turn around.” His hands found the side of your arms, turning you around to push you forward towards the open spot on the couch.

“McCarthy of all people? Him?” Steve scoffed, “You could do better.”

“He’s nice. And super sweet. And look at that face.” You gushed. They looked at you with distaste before letting a laugh escape their lips.

You had invited JJ with you over to Nolan’s house to tell them, but the news broke campus wide that ‘Super Star Quarterback JJ McCarthy was off the market by you’ and the boys had gotten whiff of it before you were able to tell them.

“When did this happen?” Ethan asked as he grabbed your forearm, tugging you to sit down next to him.

“Like.. a month-“

“A month!” Phil laughed, “Dude, we didn’t even suspect anything.”

“I- We wanted to tell you, but apparently it’s already out.”

“Yeah we heard.” Dylan snorted, “Ya know Y/N/N, if you wanted to be more secretive, maybe you should have invited him in if you wanted to kiss him.” He laughed as he pulled up the picture of you two smooching.

You rolled your eyes at him.

“Well we didn’t expect this drama today.” Luca laughed.

The conversation changed after that, you being thankful for this until you heard a knock on the front door, Nolan popping up to grab it.

“Hey buddy.” Your eyes widened as you saw JJ walk into his house, the tension in the air becoming awkward.

A couple of the boys glared at him, sorta jokingly. It wasn’t that they care who you dated, most definitely wasn’t that- it was more so they were nervous that they’d hurt you. Especially an athlete. They all knew how these boys ran through girls and they didn’t want you in that situation.

Especially Nolan. You had been close with him since your freshman year, which would have been his junior year. You both got paired up for a project, you both finding out the other was pretty cool. It was all history from there.

“One wrong move.” Ethan glared, “We’re watching you.”

“Apparently others are too.” JJ commented, you nodding.

“Oh yeah. They found out before I even had a chance to say anything when I walked in.” You admitted as you stood up, walking over to him, “Guys, this is JJ, my boyfriend.”

You didn’t want the football player part looming over him so that’s exactly why you introduced him the way you did.

It didn’t take long for Steve and Phil to catch on before Steve replied with, “Nice to meet you, Y/N’s boyfriend.”

You rolled your eyes, but thankful one of them was smart enough to catch on, and not say something stupid.

“Well I’ve had enough. Can we just start this movie already?” Jacob whined.

“Go ahead.” You laughed as you got comfortable next to JJ on the couch.

“Hands where we can see them pal.”

#jj mccarthy #soft thoughts w/ari #nolan moyle #jacob truscott #ethan edwards #steve holtz #nhl imagine

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quinnwho · 1 year

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ROLL THE CLIP

#steve holtz #umich hockey #michigan hockey #college hockey #WILL FOREVER BE MY FAVORITE VIDEO

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aavangeline · 1 year

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I’m so incredibly proud of them, I take back every mean thing I said about them during the game 💋

#umich hockey #hockey #umich #rutger mcgroarty #gavin brindley #adam fantilli #ethan edwards #nolan moyle #mackie samoskevich #philippe lapointe #jacob truscott #steve holtz

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lukemfhughes · 1 year

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‘Bro why are you with my sister?’

Ethan Edwards x Blankenburg! Reader

summary: nicks sister goes to umich after him leaving and she gets close with his old team.

Note: so here it is, i have a feeling that this is gonna disappoint your expectations, and i was to lazy to do the word count

After you graduated from high school. You had one plan, to go to the univ of michigan. The same place where your brother had just left. It was kinda scary to go to college. Knowing that there is two ways how things can go. 1 you get no friends and be alone all the time. 2 you get friends and live that happy college life.

Well for your good, you got way no. 2. It happend cause you met your new volleyball team and also the hockey team. When Nick heard of your new friendship with the guys, he called Steve to keep an eye on you. That also caused you and steve to become best friends.

One saturday night you had your first volleyball game of the season. The guys were in the stands cheering loudly for you. when the game point came you were serving, ‘you got this y/n,’ you said to yourself. You took the ball to your hand, taking couple steps and throwing it low before swinging your arm at it. it floats to the back corner and it’s an ace. You jump in the air as your teammate came to hug you.

After the game you walked out to the arena lobby and seeing your friends there. “y/n! you played so well!” Mark exclaims happily and pulls your for a hug. “Thank you markie.” you say and go to hug everyone else. “So what’s the plan for tonight?” Nolan asks. “I heard there is a party at the frat house.” You say. Everyone agrees to go, and you head to the house.

“Who is gonna stay sober and take care of her?” Steve asks and points at you. You go to protest but eddy agrees. “Eddy you don’t need to.” You plead him. “No y/n i’m gonna stay with you.” He says and you groan and head to the kitchen for a drink. He follows you not looking away of you when you slip past other people. ”How do you have this much energy after that game?” He asks. You just shurg your shoulders and take a sip of your beer.

The night goes on and every where you go eddy is following you closly. ”Lets dance!” You say and grab his hand. His hands find their way to your hips as you swing them from side to side. Ethan looks at with an admiring look. ”Why r u looking at me like that.” You ask. ”You are pretty.” He mumbles. You blush at his words. He glances down at your lips. He leans closer for a kiss. ”Eddy!” Someone yells causing him to pull away. ’Was that actually about to happen’ eddy thinks in his head as duker walks towards to him.

”I think it’s time to take this lady back to her dorm.” Ethan says to the other boys. Ethan guides you towards his car and drives to the campus. ”I’m gonna make sure you get there safetly.” He says and guides you into the dorm building. Once you get to your dorm you threw yourself to the bed. ”Thanks for being my security for the night.” You mumble just before sleep takes over.

When ethan drives back home he thinks ’what if i would have gotten to kiss her’. ’Damn i prob ruined my chance now’

The next week when nick is visiting detroit cause of an roadie he comes to the campus before going back to columbus. You and the guys were in detroit watching his game. Tonight nick made an comeback to college partying as you brought him with you for a party.

”Lets go grab drinks.” You say and walk to the kitchen. Nick and the other boys follow you and you grab drinks and stay in the kitchen as you talk. Ethan is standing next to you and nick on your other side. When nick excauses himself and leaves for toilet, the same song what was played at the same place a week ago, started. You looked up to ethan and he just nodded. ”We are gonna dance, just a sec we will be back.” You said to the others.

You pulled ethan to the dance floor. ”So mr. Edwards, i think a week ago there was something bothering us so we couldn’t do this.” You whisper to his ear and grab his face and kiss him. He kisses you back.

”What the hell!” You hear nick yell. This causes you to pull away from eddy. Nick is there, standing and looking at you two. ”Bro why are you with my sister when there are so many other ladies.” Nick says. You look down at your feet. ”There is many other ladies, but none of them are as pretty, smart, perfect as she is.” Ethan says. Nick looks at between you. ”Fine but if you hurt her you’re dead, and no babies, yet.” He says and hugs you. ”Thank you.” You mumble.

The rest of the night you spent under eddys arm. Safe

#umich hockey #nj devils #ethan edwards #mark estapa #dylan duke #nick blankenburg #steve holtz #ethan edwards imagine #ethan edwards fic

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frostbeees · 2 months

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23/24 Senior Night

#WHAT IF I CRY #jacob truscott #philippe lapointe #steve holtz #umich hockey

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slafkovskys · 1 year

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"No, no, please don't look sad. I can't handle that." With holtzy please 🤍

warnings: hints to pregnancy

“i’m hungry,” you announce, breaking the quiet that had settled at your table. you had been staring at your computer screen for too long and started to focus on the dull ache in your stomach instead. “i want cheese crackers.”

“well go get some cheese crackers,” mackie huffs as he clicks his pen. he reaches for his backpack and pulls out his wallet, fishing for a wad of bills, “grab me some chips while you’re there too.”

you pout, “i don’t want to go by myself, though.”

you look around the table, waiting for someone to stand up and finally mark does with a sigh, “i’m not going to be on the receiving end of holtzy’s wrath. not again.”

“smart boy. come,” you lead the way to where your favorite vending machine was and start straightening out mackie’s dollars on the side, “shit, i forgot my card. could you go and grab it for me please?”

he stares at you for a second, before sighing and turning on his heel, muttering something under his breath. you grin, turning your focus back to the vending machine and the money that you did have in hand. you bite your lip, the crackers you were about to lose your mind over and mackie’s chips were the same price so it’s not like he would be able to tell the difference…

you wage the silent war in your head before punching in the number to your cheese crackers, watching the coil turn and turn and turn until

it just stops.

your crackers are just teetering on the brink and you shake your head, “no, no, no.”

you give it a second thinking that maybe they will fall on their own and everything will be fine, but they didn’t and everything was not fine. mark decides to return, waving your card in his hand and looking annoyed that he was tasked to go back to retrieve it which did not help the overall situation whatsoever, “here you- what happened?”

“they-” you take a shaky breath as a tear slides down your cheek. you shake your head, wiping away the few more that fall with your sleeve. you know you couldn’t really explain why it was so important without revealing the secret you had been keeping for the last several weeks, but you try your best, “i used mackie’s- my crackers- they’re stuck!��

your best friend wraps his arms around you, eyes looking bewildered at your major reaction to such an otherwise minor situation as he tries to comfort you, “it’s okay, y/n. we’ll get you some-”

“what the fuck did you do to her, estapa?” you hear the familiar voice of your boyfriend call, disturbing the otherwise quiet peace of the library. you look up to find him quickly making his way through the tables and toward you. he bends down and grabs your arms that were hiding your face, “baby, what happened?”

“i-” just thinking about explaining what had happened made your eyes well up with another round of tears because you knew how ridiculous it was.

but it wasn’t your fault.

“no, no, please don’t look sad. i can’t handle it,” he sighs, pulling you forward and tucking your head into his neck. “explain quickly.”

“i don’t know, dude! i was gone for two minutes because she forgot her card and when i got back she was saying something about crackers and they were stuck. i said that we could just go up to the second floor and get them, but she said that it had to be from this machine,” mark, bless his heart, sounded stressed and if you were dealing with steve in this state you would be too.

steve takes a breath and lets out a chuckle, pressing his lips to your temple, “you had a craving, babe?”

you nod your head, curling your fingers in the fabric of his jacket, looking for something to bring you back down. you sniffle, “the ones from the other vending machines don’t taste as good as these do…”

“i know they don’t,” he doesn’t, but for your sake, he pretends that he does. “c’mere. i don’t want you to get hurt.”

he pulls you up and out of the way, gesturing for mark to help him. they give the machine a couple of shoves and you watch as not one, but two packs of your prized crackers fall from the slot. steve pushes open the thing and hands them both to you, a beaming smile on your tear-stained face.

you pull open the pouch and take on out, nodding your head, “amazing.”

“can someone please explain,” mark says, “just a little clarification?”

steve looks at you and you look at steve, shrugging your shoulders, “he’s going to find out eventually.”

steve takes a deep breath and pulls mark close, whispering the news into his ear. you watch as he goes through a whirlwind of emotions before he finally settles on announcing, “i knew it! ports owes me twenty-”

“you tell anyone before we do and i can guarantee you won’t know a moment of peace for the rest of the season.”

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