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🫣 wrote this a bit ago, it’s posted on Ao3. I’m sorry.

TW: cancer, Character Death

What do I do now that you’re gone

Linus couldn’t believe it. Jeremy had fought hard until it became too much. Linus looked towards his wife; he could see tears streaming down her face as she held and rocked their youngest, who was sobbing. He felt his son grab and hold onto him. He felt his son’s tears start to soak his shirt. He reached down to wrap his arms around him. Jeremy had been diagnosed with Acute Myeloid Leukemia, and in the eight months since the diagnosis, Jeremy had fought so hard. Six weeks ago, treatment became too much and wasn’t working. So, Jer decided to stop treatment and enjoy his friends and family while he could. Linus had been by his side the whole time. His parents, sister, and her family had been there since Jer made the decision to end treatment. When Jeremy told Linus he didn’t want to go in the hospital, Linus didn’t have a second thought and turned their guest room into a room for Jer. After two weeks of living in the guest room, Jeremy had taken his last breath with everyone he considered family around him. Harry, Lily, and Maddox had crawled into the bed to cuddle their uncle one last time. Linus hadn’t stopped crying since his last conversation with Jeremy. When everyone else was asleep last night, he decided to sit with Jeremy. He had just needed to sit with his little brother. Well, he had intended to sit with him, but Jeremy had been cold and had asked for Linus to lay in bed with him for warmth (he actually just wanted cuddles but hated outright asking for them). They had talked well into the early morning. Linus had heard Ken tell Jeremy it was okay to go. Linus had wanted to yell, "No, don’t go,” but he knew his little brother was tired and was ready for the pain to end. He felt a hand touch his arm; he turned to look and saw Ken standing there with red eyes. Ken opened his arms to hug him, and he grabbed on tight. Linus hadn’t realized that he needed a dad hug until that moment; he just broke. He had just lost his little brother, and he couldn’t believe it. Memories of Jer flooded his mind. "I love you, Jeremy. Enjoy hockey with the legends,” were his thoughts as he sobbed.

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Hi!

I’m going to Boston’s pride this year but I’m going alone and was hoping to meet people to meet up to hang out with during pride and possibly become friends with I’m a bi women who’s 28. who loves hockey, reading but not hockey romance(nothing against just can’t get into them) who reads Fanfic. I’m pretty chill go with the flow person who also had ADHD

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So I posted a story on A03 ,same username and I hope its trans Sway and an Oopsie baby with brother swaymark! And supportive team! You should totally read it. Its a working title

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When my 6 year old gets her first detention for using her hands and not her voice when two boys in her class told her “girls can’t be hockey fans” and then tried to make them prove they were fans by having them tell her the names of teams and players and also a couple of rules and then proceeded to tell them the names of 6 teams, players from a bunch of teams and explained 3 rules to them. Not fully sure how to handle this one

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Looking at the first 24 players for the 4 nations faceoff 😂 team Canada has a bit of a unfair advantage. Sydney Crosby, Nathan MacKinnon, and Connor McDavid along with Brad Marchand and Cale Makar

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I don't know man. Maybe I'm still just really emotional about how the Bruins' season ended but I'm sitting here crying watching this video Pasta posted.

Just thinking about that kid we drafted in 2014 who kept rubbing the Spoked-B on his chest talking about how happy he was to be a Bruin. The same kid who wore that same jersey when he was just a little boy in a small town in Czechia playing goalie with his friends because the huge Spoked-B applique was so big and thick enough to protect him from pucks.

The little boy who loved his country and hockey fiercely and grew up too poor to really afford stick tape, so now he can't really use much because he learned to play without it.

I just. I don't know, man. Watching hundreds of people stand on the streets of Prague chanting "Pastrňák!" over and over because Pasta is their national hero right now for scoring that game-winning goal has me very emotional.

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Anyone else hoping a fucking miracle happens and we have both Swayman and Ullmark next season… because the post that will be made if 1 leaves is going to break hearts not break shatter hearts.  I really hope game five wasn’t the last goalie hug. 

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omg can you write like a jeremy swayman smut pls there isn’t enough for this fine ass man 😞

You asked him?!

Jeremy Swayman x Fem! Reader

Warnings- enemies to lovers (ur not human if you hate this man idc), smut smut smut smut, PnV, anal penetration🤫, love bites, cursing, creampie, lmk if there’s anything else

Summary- Since the day you started working as the bruins management the goalie had it out for you. Nothing in particular set him off but now you two couldn’t go a day without arguing. Your best friend told you to forget your resent argument but you couldn’t. So you showed up to his apartment to ask what he meant by what he said.

Word count- 1.7k

Ever since the very first day of working for the Bruins, Jeremy and I had it out for each other. Nothing happened, but the second our eyes met we hated each other. Every bitchy remark or roll of the eyes had me closer and closer to slapping him everyday.

Soft chatter filled the air of the hallway to the locker room. The boys had just finished with their game and were on their way home. After every practice, it’s my job to close up the rink, which includes making everyone is out. I sigh as the last of the group walks out, or what I thought was the last.

I rub my eyes and make my way into the humid (probably from the showers) locker room. It was mere silent as I walked in. Looking down at my phone I run face first into a firm chest. I look up, so ready to apologize. My worried expression faded to an annoyed one when my eyes meet Jeremy’s.

“Could you take any longer? I have a job to do and an apartment to get back to.” I huff and put my phone in my pocket before crossing my arms.

He rolls his eyes and steps out of the way for me to enter. His hair was dripping wet with sweat and his eyes droopy, sad even. The team had just lost against the kraken. I rub my neck as I walk in, guilt hanging in the air.

“Look- I’m sorry, I-“ I begin but he cuts me off.

“I don’t need pity from some girl who knows nothing about hockey.” He chucks his bag over his shoulder.

I scoff, my arms never leaving the crossed position on my chest. “I was literally trying to be nice!”

“Shocker.” I bite my lip, trying to hold back a bitchy remark that was so close to slipping out.

“Fuck you.” I say, trying my best to not say something that I’d ultimately feel bad about later that night.

He smirks and rubs his eyes. “Word is you want to.” He shrugs and walks out of the locker room, leaving me stunned.

I do my job quickly and get out of the arena. Stepping into the apartment I’m met with the stare of my roommate, also my best friend. I’m slightly taken aback, “what?”

She breaks the stare with a blink. “Nothing, you just look like you’ve seen a ghost.” “Oh,” I tsk and set my purse and keys down on the coffee table before sitting on the love seat we had in our living room. “Jeremy.” I shrug.

Lana, my best friend, groans and spins dramatically before looking back at me. “Just slap him already, please, for the sake of your mental health, I’m begging you”

I smile lightly and look at her. “I wish” I start, “he said ‘the word’ was I wanted to fuck him.” Lana huffs “he wishes” “I just wanna know who told him that. Because let me tell you, that’s the furthest thing from the truth.” I pause, “you know what, I’m gonna ask him.”

Lana furrows her brows. “Like… now?” “He lives a few roads down,I won’t be able to sleep until I know.” I grab my keys again and leave Lana in the dust as I storm outside and back into my car. It’s five minutes in the car before I’m parked in his driveway. I contemplate for a moment then get out of my car.

I knock hastily on his door, not stopping until he answered. The bright sun setting casting a purple-pink haze on the sky. He opened the door with his brows furrowed, his eyes drop down to mine before his expression softens but only an amount I would notice.

“What the hell are you doing?” His hair was dripping wet with water this time, his chest shirtless, he was only wearing a grey pair of sweatpants.

“I wanna know what you meant, when you said ‘the word is you want to’” I cross my arms bitterly and a smile cracks on his face.

He steps to the side to let me in. I gladly take the offer, not wanting to stand in the cold Boston air anymore. He closes the door as I turn around, our eyes meeting again.

“You’re telling me you came all this way to my house because you wanted to know why I said you wanted to fuck me?” He crosses his arms, his muscles flexing. I curse myself under my breath for staring. “Is that not supposed to confirm my suspicions?”

My jaw drops with a gasp. “What?! No! I don’t wanna fuck you!”. Jeremy tilts his head with a cheeky smirk, “yeah?” He takes steps closer until he was so close I could feel his breath fanning across my face. “Y-yeah.” I clear my throat. “Then tell me to stop” “wha-“ my words are cut off by his lips attaching to my neck. Soft nips every now and then between the kisses made my breath hitch and involuntary moans leave my throat.

“Jeremy- this isn’t a good idea…” his teeth pull at my skin as he moves his head to be level with mine, a smirk playing on his now plump lips. “Why? You don’t like the idea of actually liking me?” The sun was now fully gone, the only light illuminating the room was the light coming from the lamp in the corner of his entryway.

I contemplate for a moment, liking him for a change does sound nice. I sigh and move up a millimeter, connecting our lips in a harsh, hungry kiss. I felt his shit eating grin against my lips, not caring anymore I force my tongue into his mouth.

“If you think you’re in control here, you’re crazy.” He loops his hands around me onto my ass. “Jump” he whispers breathlessly. I do as he says, my legs wrapping around his waist as he hoists me up. He smirks, “good girl.” He kisses me again as he walks us to his bedroom.

He lays me on his bed softly before crawling on top of me, our lips connecting again. I moan softly into the kiss, my fingers fumbling with the waistband of his sweatpants. He tsks “I wanna see you first.” He pulls away and lifts my sweater over my head, my black Lacey bra on full display for him. He mumbles a low ‘fuck’ and places a kiss on both of my breasts before looping his fingers around the waistband of my jeans, pulling them down. I was now only left in my matching Lacey set.

His obvious bulge shown through his sweatpants. He looks up at me as he presses a kiss to my stomach before coming back up, pressing a quick kiss to my lips. “And you said you didn’t wanna get fucked, huh?” My face flushes with a pink hue “it’s comfortable-“ “mhm” he kneels between my legs, kissing soft kisses before kissing my cunt through my panties. My breath hitches again as I squirm from the sensation.

He smirks and connects our eyes as he softly bites my panties before pulling them down with his teeth. “Jere- fuck” I moan as the cool air hits my wet pussy. He hooks his arms around me and undoes my bra, pulling it off. I was now left completely naked, squirming on his bed. “Jeremy” I whine as I tug on his waistband again. “Dirty girl” he whispers then pulls off the sweatpants that I had grown to hate.

My eyes slightly widen as my eyes drift down to his enlarged hard cock. “Flip over for me, yeah?” I nod and flip over for him, pushing my ass in the air for him. “Good girl” he runs a finger through my already wet cunt, forcing a moan from me. “Already so wet? Don’t even think I need to get you ready.” He squeezes my ass then I feel him press his dick against my entrance.

“Please~ I need you- I-“ my words are cut off by him easing into me. I gasp and moan out as I feel the sting of the stretch. He lets out a throaty groan as I squeeze around him. He bottoms out and the sting soon fades to pleasure. “Please move, Jere” he smirks at the nickname and retracts before slamming into me. I moan out loudly as I arch my back, my ass pressing into his pelvis.

Jeremy lolls his head back in pleasure, pinching his eyes shut as he pounds into me. I could think of anything but him and his cock as he fucked me dumb. I press my face into the pillows on his bed, muffling the moans. My head turns to the side, I gasp out quiet sobs of pleasure, feeling a calloused thumb prod at my tight asshole.

“Jeremy m’gonna cum” I manage to gasp out, my cunt clenching around his thick shaft. “Cum for me, pretty girl.” I cry out as I cum around his cock, breathing hard to catch my breath. He leans down to kiss my shoulder softly. “Where do you want it?” “In me Jere, I’m on the pill” I hear his light chuckle turned in a groan as he fills me up with his warm ropes. He pulls out slowly before collapsing beside me.

“We should’ve done that way sooner, baby.” He moves a hair out of my face. Still on my stomach, I smile softly. “I don’t think I can ever hate you again.” We share a laugh as he gets up. “Be right back.” Moments later he comes back with a warm cloth and a glass of water. He sits the water down on the side table as he moves to hover me again, pressing a kiss to my lips before cleaning me up with the cloth.

He lays next to me once again, pulling the covers over both of us. I nestle into him in a cuddle and drift to sleep.

After soft morning kisses and protests I insisted that I needed to get home to get ready for work. Jeremy pouting when I remind him I’d see him in a hour at work.

I was met with a judgmental stare from Lana as I walked through my front door. “You asked him?! And what did that get you?” I smile sheepishly.

“The best fuck of my life?”

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Me when I got this request:

If Jeremy Swayman has no fans I’m DEAD

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I live nearly on the border of VT and NY so the location services of my phone says that I am in Vermont but my TV that is connected to Wi-Fi thinks it’s in New York which means when game is not being played on Nesn and would normally be blacked out for me. All I have to do is go on my TV and it works even if it’s blacked out on my phone. on the negative I have to use my phone to watch Nesn games because my TV won’t let me.

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Love the jackets this year…was secretly hoping sways hard launch wasn’t super serious but darn it 😭😂

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I was secretly hoping we’d lose and face the leafs instead of the lightning.

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I love this so much 😂😂😂

have you ever wanted a 52 slide presentation on an abridged version of why the nhl is gay? well do i have the thing for you folks.

just to preface, this is super entry level bc this was originally made for my irls who know nothing about hockey, but i had enough people on here ask me for the end product that i figured id share it anyway :^)

please read the warnings beforehand and use however you wish

have fun and good luck friends

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I’m a full Boston Bruins fan but for some damm reason I woke up crying from a dream about Sidney Crosby retiring…what is wrong with me. 😭😂

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The things this smile is doing to me. Like I’m a bruins fan but there’s a few players that play for other teams that I love and this sir is one of them

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😂 it was not broken last night but it was stressful one

THE FLYERS HAVENT WON AT THE GARDEN SINCE 2011? Thats an insane losing streak so that’s also gonna get broken tonight. Mixing with a goalie with a horrible GAA (one game played so that’s obvious) and a milestone game for a player

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I GOT TO SEE MY FIRST LIVE GOALIE HUGGG!!!!

Really hoping to see a goalie hug in person for the first time tonight!!!

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Really hoping to see a goalie hug in person for the first time tonight!!!