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[lukesvangelista]

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑ᵏʲ⁹¹

in which y/n and kent hide a big secret from his teammates.

warnings; pregnancy, mention of kids, alcohol, vacation

Kent was the kind of guy who always seemed at ease, the life of the party but with a quiet confidence that drew everyone to him. You had fallen for him long ago, when the two of you were young teenagers, and now, you were his everything. This vacation with his teammates was supposed to be fun, a chance to unwind, but you had a secret - one that had been growing for months.

You were pregnant. 

Kent was ecstatic when you told him. He’d hugged you so tightly that night, whispering about the future, about how perfect everything was going to be. But now, here you both were, on this vacation with Sean Kuraly, Cole, Gavin, and Adam, and neither of you had told them. The timing wasn’t right - in fact, you guys hadn’t even told your families. Maybe they’d get suspicious, or worse, maybe they’d feel like you were holding out on them. Kent was sure they’d freak out once they knew.

But here you were, at Sean’s beach house in Cape Cod. While the rest of the boys had flown, you and Kent had decided to make the 16 hour drive from Columbus, simply to spend more time with each other before having to share a living space with the others for two weeks. Once you had arrived, though, everyone was exhausted and just wanted to spend the first night in. In fact, Adam had suggested a few card games.

There was only one problem. On top of that, Cole had suggested alcohol. You looked at Kent nervously, but he gave you a reassuring smile as Sean turned to you, “Y/N, come up with a challenge for us. Whoever loses has to buy drinks.”

This was perfect. You nodded, picking up your phone and opening a random wheel spinner. You had each of the boys pick an NBA team, but when it came to entering them onto the wheel, you entered Kent’s all four times. So, when the wheel stopped spinning, you announced the team out loud, “The Minnesota Timberwolves.”

Sean, Adam, and Cole all cheered as Kent pretended to roll his eyes, but he sneakily shot you a knowing smile before picking up his keys from the counter. The boys slapped him on the back a few times but he shook them off, gently grabbing your arm, “Since your challenge is the reason I lost, you’re coming with me.”

You playfully rolled your eyes, but immediately gave in. Adam snickered behind you as Sean and Cole let out a few cheers. Kent wrapped an arm around you and opened the door for you, gently leading you to his car. As soon as you were out of earshot, Kent spoke up softly, “You feeling okay?”

You couldn’t lie. The exhaustion was creeping in. The pregnancy was still early, and you weren’t showing much, but the morning sickness, the fatigue – it was all becoming harder to hide. Kent had noticed the change in you almost immediately, but knew that it had grown harder for you in the past couple of weeks. He was worried. He was so excited to have a little him or little you around the house soon enough, but also hated seeing how hard it was on you. On top of that, he knew that you wanted to keep it a secret for as long as you could, and he knew you’d be even more stressed if people were to find out, so he didn’t want to spill anything. 

In fact, he questioned even coming on this trip, but you had explained that you’d needed it. Whether he believed you or not, was only up for him to decide. 

He opened the car door for you and you waited to reply until he was buckled in on the other side, “Just tired,” you answered, offering him a small smile. 

He rubbed the pad of his thumb across your cheek, “Let me know if you need anything, okay?”

You nodded, offering him another small smile. The drive to the liquor store was rather quiet. Kent had put on some Frank Ocean, which you both had softly hummed along to until you pulled into the parking lot. 

Kent turned off the car and exited his side, only to appear on your side of the car a few seconds later to open the door for you. You grabbed his hand and as soon as he knew you were safely out of the car, he placed his arm on the small of your back protectively. The cool night breeze rolled in off of the ocean as you made your way through the parking lot. The distant sound of the waves crashing against the shore helped ease some of the nerves that had been building up inside of you.

“I feel like I’m gonna slip up at some point,” you admitted, resting your head against your boyfriend’s shoulder, “Cole’s just gonna keep offering me drinks and it’s gonna be suspicious if I keep saying no.”

Kent rubbed your back with the pad of his thumb, leaning down to press a kiss to the top of your head reassuringly, “You’re doing great, pretty girl. But I’ll tell you what. We’ll buy an extra pack of drinks, dump them out, and then go to the grocery store to buy some non-alcoholic alternatives that we can put in there instead. I would say we’d just buy some non-alcoholic beer here and have you drink that, but Adam’s overly observant.” he chuckled.

You nodded, shooting your boyfriend a relieved smile. You always appreciated how calm and steady he was. Even though you were both navigating this secret together, Kent always managed to make you feel like everything was under control.

When you stepped inside, the cool air-conditioning hit you immediately as the door jingled behind you. Kent headed straight for the fridge, grabbing a couple cases of beer and a bottle of whiskey that he knew Sean would like. You followed suit, selecting a case of High Noon out of the fridge. 

“Ready?” Kent asked, shooting you a smile when you replied with a yes.

As you reached the counter to pay, the cashier raised an eyebrow at you and Kent, his eyes flicking to your stomach before looking back at Kent. You shifted uncomfortably, aware that people might notice your changing body sooner rather than later. Kent caught the look too but didn’t say anything, keeping the conversation casual with the cashier as he handed over the money.

When you stepped back outside, you breathed a little easier. “Think he noticed?” you asked, half-joking.

“What an asshole,” Kent muttered, rolling his eyes playfully. 

The trip to the grocery store was pretty uneventful. Kent had gone in and picked out a sparkling water brand that you liked, along with some flavored sodas that looked fancy enough to pass as mixed drinks. On top of that, he grabbed a few more things, making sure you’d have enough variety to keep up appearances for the next few days. Once the cart was full, he checked out, the cashier giving him a friendly nod as he paid for the items.

When Kent reached the car, he opened your passenger side door. “Now comes the tricky part,” he said with a grin, opening up the package of High Noon and dumping out the drinks. He grabbed a few water bottles from his trunk before flushing out the alcohol from the cans - and thoroughly.

“I think that’s good, KJ,” you chuckled, flashing him a smile. He looked up at you and flashed you one in return.

“Gotta keep my girls safe,” he explained, ruffling your hair before opening up the bottles of sparkling water and pouring them into the clean cans with the same care, resealing them to make sure they looked untouched. Everything looked perfect - no one would suspect a thing. Kent stood back and took a moment to admire his work, placing the resealed package at your feet before ruffling your hair again. 

You rolled your eyes, shaking him off, before he quickly made his way back to his side of the car and hopped in. You looked at him incredulously, “We don’t even know what we’re having yet!” you exclaimed, but you knew there was no point in arguing. Ever since you told him that he was going to be a dad, he was adamant that the two of you were having a baby girl. Of course, he’d be happy as long as the baby’s safe and healthy, but that didn’t change his fatherly instinct, as he liked to call it. You rolled your eyes again, chuckling softly, and were on your way back to the beach house.

When the two of you arrived back there, Sean, Cole, and Adam’s rowdy laughter could be heard through the walls as you and Kent slipped through the side door into the kitchen. When he looked over towards you, he noticed how you self-consciously had placed your arms over your growing bump. Sensing your discomfort, he softly placed the alcohol down and gifted you the hoodie off of his back.

You smiled gratefully at him, grabbing the “seltzers” from him as he carried the whiskey and beer. The two of you carried the drinks out to the main room, where Sean, Cole, and Adam were engrossed in a game of Black Jack.

“Finally!” Cole exclaimed, dropping his cards as he noticed the two of you walk in, “We were wondering what took you so long!”

You chuckled, placing the drinks down on the table alongside Kent, “It’s Friday night in a vacation town,” Kent explained, shrugging his shoulders to keep it casual. Adam nodded along, seemingly saying fair enough.

As the guys reached for the beer and whiskey, Kent grabbed one of the “seltzer” cans and handed it to you with a wink. You accepted it gratefully, taking a sip and letting the cool, refreshing taste calm your nerves. He then wrapped an arm around you as you cuddled into his side.

The night continued on, with no one suspicious about what you and Kent had just pulled off. The boys were yelling about the game of euchre they were playing, earning a soft but playful eye roll from you. Kent kept a watchful eye on you, making sure you were comfortable, all while seamlessly blending in with his teammates.

As the night wore on, the laughter in the living room began to slow, and you could feel the weight of exhaustion settling over you. Between traveling all day and the energy it took to keep up appearances, your body was calling for rest. You smiled at the guys, pretending to stifle a yawn as you pushed your chair back from the table.

“I think I’m gonna call it a night,” you said, glancing around the room, “I’m pretty wiped from today.”

Sean, Cole, and Adam all gave you understanding looks, still focused on their cards and drinks. “You’ve earned it,” Sean said with a grin, “We’ll try not to be too loud and keep you up.”

“Good luck with that,” Adam teased, “Cole’s not exactly the quietest person you’ll ever meet.” 

You laughed lightly as Cole smacked Adam upside the head. Standing up and giving Kent a quick look, your eyes communicated more than words could in that moment. He caught your glance immediately, knowing exactly what you meant. You needed him with you, but at the same time, you didn’t want to raise suspicion by him leaving too soon after you.

“I’ll be up in a bit,” he said, giving you a small, reassuring smile, “I’ll keep an eye on Cole and make sure he’s not too loud.”

You nodded, giving him a quick hug and offering the guys a wave before slipping away from the table. As you climbed the stairs, you could hear them still talking and laughing, their voices a soft hum in the background. Once you were upstairs, you exhaled a long breath of relief, the tension of the day finally easing as you made your way to your room. 

You changed into your pajamas, feeling the weight of the day lifting as you settled onto the bed. It didn’t take long for Kent to join you. About 30 minutes later, you heard his familiar footsteps on the stairs, and the door quietly creaked open.

“Hey,” he said softly, closing the door behind him as he moved toward the bed, “You okay?”

You smiled, nodding as he sat down beside you, “Yeah, just tired. It was a lot today.”

Kent slid into bed next to you, wrapping an arm around your shoulders and pulling you into his chest. “I know. You did so good today, pretty girl. No one suspects a thing.”

You chuckled softly, resting your head against his chest, the steady rhythm of his heartbeat calming you, “Thanks for helping me pull it off. I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

Kent kissed the top of your head, his voice low and comforting, “Of course, my love. We’re a team.”

The two of you stayed like that for awhile, the soft sounds of the ocean outside your window mixing with the distant murmur of voices from downstairs. It felt peaceful, the weight of the day finally lifting now that you were alone together.

“I can’t wait until they're here,” you whispered after a few moments of silence, your hand resting gently over your stomach.

Kent smiled against your hair, his arm tightening around you, “Me too. But until then, we’ll keep playing it cool for as long as we can. You get some rest, though, alright? You’ve had a long day.”

You nodded, feeling sleep begin to pull at you as Kent’s warmth and presence comforted you, “Goodnight, KJ.”

“Goodnight, Y/N/N,” he whispered, pressing another soft kiss to your forehead.

With Kent beside you, you felt safe and content, knowing that no matter what challenges the next days would bring, you had him by your side. As your eyes fluttered shut, the last thing you felt was Kent’s hand gently resting on your stomach, a quiet reminder that the two of you were in this together. Always.

a/n; would kj be a girl dad or a boy dad

[brenbrisson]

Hey could you write something for Cole Sillinger?!

Meeting Your Family - Cole Sillinger

You and Cole had been dating for just over six months and since it was the All Star Weekend you thought it would be the perfect time to take Cole home with you to meet and stay with your family for the weekend.

To say the least, Cole was a nervous wreck. You had never seen him this nervous before and to be honest, it was kind of cute.

"I'm scared they won't like me" he said to you nervously.

"Cole, you are an amazing person and one of the only people who make me feel safe and loved and they know that, they will love you and if they don't i'll always love you" you said as you held his hand and pressed a kiss to his cheek.

"Thank you love" he kissed you back.

You pulled into the restaurant that you were going to meet your parents at.

You said hi to your mom and dad and gave them hugs before you introduced them to Cole.

You sat down and ordered your food while you caught up with your mom and your dad and Cole talked about hockey and basketball.

The dinner went perfect. After you all finished eating you went back to your childhood home and you showed Cole around.

You went up to your room with him and changed into your pj's and layed on the bed and cuddled for a bit.

"I think your dad likes me, we have a lot in common" Cole said to you clearly very happy.

"I'm sure he does, you're like a son to him" You said laughing.

Cole had the biggest smile on his face and you were so happy his nerves were gone.

"Let's go downstairs and watch AGT with my parents, they love that show" you said.

You lead Cole downstairs and you two cuddled up together on the couch while your mom turned on the TV.

You were so happy Cole fit in with your family and you could tell that your parents adored him.

Soon enough you two had fallen asleep on the couch and your mom snapped a picture that she will treasure. Happy that her baby found someone who loves her and treats her like a princess.

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nyr @ cbj · 10.14.23

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[turcott3]

positions fics <3

hey guys! this is my first long commitment to writing and yes i am already stressed 😍 but please bare w me as ill probs release these randomly, but i hope you enjoy!! (these will not be released in album order im so sorry)

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shut up - (and) read these, thanks love ya!

34 + 35 - logan sargent*

motive - mason mctavish

just like magic - daniel ricciardo

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six thirty - tj hughes*

safety net - jack hughes

my hair - mackie samoskevich

nasty - trevor zegras*

west side - lando norris*

love language - jamie drysdale*

positions - lance stroll*

obvious - matt rempe

pov - juraj slafkovský*

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test drive - alex turcotte

worst behavior - cole sillinger*

main thing - kirby dach

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[astars-things]

“Already? Do I really have that much of an effect on you?” with Silly thanks 💙

Cole Sillinger x reader

18+ for this fic

this is my 2nd smut ever written so please be nice and let me how i can work on it

I was laying in bed, my mind wondering as I saw Cole's muscular body coming out of the shower that was connected to our bathroom. I couldn't help but think about all the things that I loved him doing to me.

"hey baby" Cole whispered crawling over to me and placing a kiss on my neck

I could feel his hand moving down my body, I was too needy to tell him to stop. His fingers teasing my clit, I let a little moan and soon felt the warm liquid fall out onto the bed

“Already? Do I really have that much of an effect on you?” Cole said taking his fingers to his mouth and licking my cum off them. I felt my core heat up more and Cole knew that

He grabbed one boobs in his mouth and started swirling his tongue around my nipple. I had my eyes closed, head back moaning just taking in what Cole was doing to me.

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[andreburakovskyisgod]

I started writing this Cole Sillinger/Adam Fantilli fic after seeing the NHL videos they did together and it’s devolving very quickly into me seeing how much anxiety I can give Cole about everything. I haven’t even written anything shippy yet.

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would you ever write a fic for cole?

I’m gonna assume you’re talking about Sillinger because I have written for Caufield

I would 100%! I just haven’t gotten any requests for him yet but I’m so close to picking tates album when we get to the 2000 celly we are less than 200 away so I actually need to start making my mind up

But I just know I’m gonna get that one anon who would request him for something 😭

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can i request a smutty/fluffy cole sillinger fic pls!!!

dude i literally had no idea who cole sillinger was before this ask but im grateful to you anon for introducing him to me bc. lord. <333 fluffy/smutty childhood best friends to lovers sort of thing. sorry if it's a bit short!!! i have a harder time writing for players i dont know, hope you enjoy tho <333

Cole always wondered how your body felt so warm next to him as you laid, curled up in the thin top sheet and basking in the warm, summer air Regina had to offer, drifting through his open bedroom window.

He always wondered why he liked it so much that, after so many years of friendship, after spending diapers and terrible twos and tormented middle school years together, you slept next to him in his bed when you slept over. The clock read 1-something as Cole gazed at you, soundly asleep, sprawled out in his sheets, glowing tender in the sharp moonlight.

The night seemed to feed contemplation for him - dredging up memories he'd blocked out of his head throughout the season, since he'd been drafted, even. Cole couldn't remember how long he'd had romantic feelings for you - liked you, loved you, how long he'd felt a fuzzy feeling in his tummy when your hand brushed against his or when you'd lean over on his shoulder as you laughed too hard at a stupid joke he'd made.

You were comfortable. Sweet. Affectionate. Sometimes affectionate enough that Cole could sink his teeth into the daydream of you as his girlfriend, your kisses on his cheeks were something more than a friendly formality.

He felt you stir, then, humming in your sleep and rolling over, snuggling deeper into your pillow. The sheets rustled again as he sunk back down from where he'd been sleeping against the headboard, coming to lay face-to-face with you. Your breath fanned out across the pillow, eyes closed and without a care in the world. Cole thought you looked like a fucking angel, then. Maybe just a human, maybe just the only perfect person on earth, maybe he was just head-over-heels in love with you and couldn't get the words out.

Impulsively, stupidly, Cole's hand came up to cup your cheek, brushing a stray strand of sleep-tousled hair out of your face and rubbing his thumb at your cheek, as if to let you sink into the pad of his thumb, then through his skin, and into his veins. Maybe then he'd be able to take you back to Columbus with him, tucked away somewhere where you'd always be like this, asleep next to him and wrapped up in too-thin sheets and sweet dreams.

"Hey," You whispered, groggy and voice muddled with sleep, bringing your smaller hand to wrap around his wrist and left it there (the feeling of your skin on his always made Cole shiver, though he'd never say it out loud. At least not to you.)

"Hey," He whispered back, thick eyebrows furrowed and eyes shining somewhere distant in the moonlight, "Did I wake you up?"

"Don't worry about it," You whispered back, a small smile tugging at the corners of your lips as you tried, as subtly as you could, to snuggle closer to him. Cole felt your hand move against his in the darkness of his room, skin sliding against skin as you brought your palm to his, your fingers between his. "What'cha thinkin' about?"

"Nothing." Cole muttered, eyes flitting own to where your hand met his, thinly covered by the top sheet, squeezing softly and hoping you wouldn't notice. "Go back to sleep."

"I can't now, C," Cole hated that nickname. Not because it was a bad nickname - it was short, sweet, nothing overly sappy. Through the years he'd started to detest the way it'd make his stomach churn more and more, bringing a blush to his tan cheeks more than he'd admit. "I gotta know what your secret is."

"It's nothing, I told you," He tried to sound annoyed, putting on a fake pout and rolling over, letting your hand slip from his in the tussle of sheets against skin.

The thin air in the room seemed to wait for a response to this, and for a moment, Cole wondered if you'd really gonna back to sleep. Your breaths were guarded, bated in the standstill moment as you laid flat on your back in the softness of the sheets beneath you.

"How do you-" Cole mumbled, drawing his breath in and pausing, holding it like birds in his lungs, eyes staring at the hardwood floor before him. He shifted, slightly, turning his head over his shoulder as if to spy on you, only finding the dark tunnels of your eyes looking back.

"How do I what, C?" You smiled, shifting closer to him, eyes so slightly tired and gaze set on him. "You're freaking me out a little."

"How do you feel about me?" The words were short, blurted out as if they couldn't wait to leave his lungs, falling from such great heights to achieve their greater purpose.

You paused, Cole heard it in the air, a breath drawn in and kept there, hands laced together and a pressure behind your ribs that you couldn't quite place.

"What do you mean, Cole?" He rolled over at this, eyes flitting to your face and searching for something, anything behind the ever-so-slight quirk in your lips, the furrow of your brows, the dull glow behind your pupils. "You know I love you, I just don't-"

"Not in that way, Y/N," His voice sounded strained, thrown somewhere distant and exasperated as he turned on his back, arm over his eyes, as if to block some unwanted reality he was afraid to face. "I don't, I just,"

Cole seemed to search for a moment, lost in the skin-colored darkness his arm provided and fingers in a fist as he tried to find his words. He thought back, back to the years-long friendship that he could, that he was surely ruining as his words drifted from him, of nights just like that one that would be lost to the tides if he really fucking told you.

"I think I'm in love with you," It came out a whisper, something barely there and tiny told to the darkness. "I think I've been in love with you for a long time, and I fucking know, I fucking know this ruins everything, but I just need to know how you feel, because I can't keep-"

Your hand was on Cole's cheek then, ushering him to turn back to his side and prying his arm away from his eyes and your lips were on his before he could process anything.

Years of wondering, waiting, imagining what your kiss felt like came to an unceremonious head - tangled in sheets at what would usually be a normal sleepover for the two of you, putting a star alight in Cole's stomach as he laid and took the feeling of you kissing for himself.

Your mouth was soft, tasting so faintly of your minty toothpaste, warm and comforting when he rolled over on top of you, caging you in with strong arms and grown-out hair whispering over your forehead.

"Cole," You whispered between kisses, hands tangled in his soft, sweet-smelling hair, something tugging at the edges of your lips as Cole continues to kiss the corners of your mouth, your lips, nipping every so often, as if to ask for entry.

He hummed, contentedly, happily, when you opened your mouth for him, allowing his tongue in, taking the immediate opportunity to run his tongue over the inside of your mouth, reverently, as if to memorize the roof of your mouth, the edges of your teeth, the feeling of flesh on flesh.

You gasped as Cole moved lower, pressing a peck to your chin before nudging it up, reveling in his newfound access to your neck. A murmur of his name floated into thin air again, hands still stitched into his hair and legs halfway wrapped around his waist.

"God," The sound was quiet, whispered, as if this was some blissful secret between the two of you, basking between wandering hands and open-mouthed kisses. "Been waiting to do this for so long."

You said nothing in return, too lost in the feeling of his lips, his teeth, his tongue on your neck, offering only breathy gasps and half-moans as your hips canted upward, earning you a satisfied groan against your neck.

Cole's mouth was everywhere, soft brown hair tracing its own path down your body as he moved lower and lower on your body, drifting to suck on your clavicle, a toothy smile erupting against your skin when he felt you arch your back and the vibration of a moan against his cheek.

"Cole," You whispered again, a tug prickling against Cole's scalp as you pulled him back to your lips, teeth bumping as you kissed, desperately, wantonly, in the darkness. "Mh, Cole, need you."

He shushed you, softly, dragging his lips against your cheek and nipping at your earlobe softly, playfully, laughing fully, sweet and hearty when you smacked him lightly on his shoulder for biting you.

Cole's hands were desperate, everywhere all at once, drifting down your tummy and caressing the line where your sleep pants met your skin beneath the shirt you'd stolen from him God knows how many years before, eyes meeting yours briefly before they made their burning path upwards, lifting your (his) shirt with them.

He wasted no time in cupping your tits in his hands, skin soft against skin as he seemed to memorize every part of your haphazardly half-naked body. Cole's lips never left yours - never parted except for needy gasps of air and to lick his way back into your mouth.

You were gasping, desperate, shameless in the darkness, back arching and laying flat as Cole's fingers danced experimentally across your breasts, pinching and squeezing and caressing carefully, listening closely for a particularly loud gasp or a choked-out moan.

Cole was fucking everywhere - every kiss planting itself in your ribcage, sinking deeper than skin as he brought his mouth to your nipple. You gasped, arching deeper into his mouth as he hummed, delightedly, only sending you further at the feeling of the vibration.

His hands remained busy at your other breast, pinching and squeezing your nipple in time with his mouth as he laved over the other, eyes shut and lashes fluttering something beautiful.

Your mewls got lost in the silence of Cole's dark room, gasps and broken moans swallowed up by the hungry night as he switched to the other breast, attaching his mouth to the underside of it, sucking bruises into the sensitive skin there.

"Cole, I-" You whispered, broken by small, pathetic pants as your best friend, boyfriend, one-night-stand made no attempts to stop, lavishing your tits with kisses as you tried desperately to get out what he wanted to say. "I love you. Mph, so much."

The room paused for a moment, Cole's mouth stopped moving against your skin, briefly, and you wondered for a second if you'd gone too far. But nonetheless, his mouth moved like magic against your skin once more, kissing down your sternum and you felt him, deep in your bones, mutter something that sounded too similar to 'I love you too.'

You swore, you swore up and down in your head that his mouth felt otherworldly, like nothing you'd ever felt before, that time had stopped on the old, familiar digital clock that rested just where it always did on his bedside table. Mouthing openly at the dark roof above, eyes screwed shut in anticipation, in fear, in whatever emotion pooled in your belly as Cole kissed his way down it, you felt fingers dip below the thick fabric of your sweats.

The weight, the feeling of Cole's body left for a moment and you gazed up at him as he rose from your body, his altar, flouting back on his haunches and sitting there, taking you in like worship.

His large hands came from his thighs, hesitating, almost, above your skin, before taking your hips between his large hands, running them up you body, slowly, tracing the edges of your body into his brain, where he would always remember the way you felt, naked, vulnerable, beneath him.

"You're so," Cole muttered, choking on the words in his throat, mouth hanging open as he took it all in - how the moonlight fell on your skin, how your arched and keened for him, how you stared up at him with the most beautiful eyes he thought he'd ever seen. "I just never thought..."

He trailed off, pupils blown wide as you sat up, slowly, as if any sudden movement would scare him away in those fleeting moments, basking in the midnight moon. Cole's hair was soft as you tangled your hand once more in it, bringing him back for a kiss.

It was futile, really. To think that the two of you could make up for years upon years of silent words dying in mouths, fleeting touches remembered as Cole moved to Columbus, lingering, residual longing as you both stole glances of each other at family barbecues with sex. But as Cole haphazardly laid you back down, shoving his thin, flannel sleep pants down his thighs and tugging at your own waistband, you felt fucking complete.

He was pleading, almost, groaning against you as you pulled down your sweats and panties, cloth landing carelessly on the floor with a muffled thump, waiting to be picked up the next day.

"Cole, baby," Cole felt his insides warm with an unfamiliar feeling at the pet name that slipped from your lips as you spread your legs, revealing the very delta of Venus. Your eyes were shy, head tilted down as he stared as your sex, drawing his hands forward and pressing your legs as flat as they could be before bringing his weepy cock between your thighs.

Cole's eyes were pleading, pleading to fit inside you with the fervor, the desperation both you and he knew had been burning in the both of you for years.

You nodded, silently, timidly, wrapping your arms around his shoulders and bringing him as close to you as he could be, without drawing him into your own skin. Still clinging to him, arms wrapped rightly around Cole's shoulders, you gasped as he finally pushed inside your needy cunt, reveling in the stretch, the embers between your legs as he split you open on him, groaning at the feeling.

You didn't need words, as Cole held himself above you, seated inside you as if you had been made to take his cock, just gasps and groans and small utterances of fuck and baby drifting between the two of you aimlessly, as if a gull on the seaside wind.

Everything felt full and warm and complete.

Cole's body laid against yours, him inside of you, he began to move, drawing in and out experimentally, as if to test the waters of the fragile balance that hung between your bodies.

The draw of his cock in and out, the veins and ridge of his head made you gasp, drawing him ever closer as you wrapped tour legs around his waist, now clinging to him completely as he took you apart, bit by bit, until there was nothing left but the wanton bodies that laid there in that bed.

Words failed you as you tried to describe the feeling you fucking felt as he fucked you, not earnestly, not yet. You felt his love. It wasn't the blissful feeling of him dragging against your walls, it was the warmth you felt inside as you as Cole pressed pisses against your skin, over and over, the feeling of your nails against his back, hissing and beginning to snap his hips faster at the feeling.

"I love you," You sobbed, as Cole fucked into you steadily, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room as tears fell from your eyes.

You didn't know if it was how good he felt, or how fucking good it felt to finally get this after years of waiting, pining, loving him from a distance, or just the feeling of knowing he wanted you too, that your affection wasn't one-sided.

He said nothing at this, kissing away the salty tears that fell from your eyes and murmuring iloveyouiloveyouiloveyou like a fucking mantra, words slurred together as his hips picked up their pace, split only by grunts and panting, desperate breaths.

Both of you had known since his tongue had delved into your both that neither of you would last long.

Cole felt his orgasm approach rapidly, something overwhelmed in him about the feeling of having his dream girl beneath him, wrapped around him so desperately, mewling his name and crying, fucking crying and moaning out your love for him.

So he pulled back for a moment. Cole's hips kept their pace against yours, but your arms fell from his and he snatched one up, lacing your fingers together and admiring you beneath him.

And maybe that was enough to make him lean back, the sight of you. teary-eyed and moaning uncontrollably as he fucked you, holding hands with him all the while, fumbling through your own orgasm. It was enough, more than enough, for his hips to cant toward your desperately and shoot inside of you, groaning to the heavens and dropping back down against you, still bucking his hips.

You felt so full. So full and so happy and so fucking safe as Cole filled you with his seed, squealing and feeling something between your hips tighten, pulse desperately as you arched against Cole's spent body, leaving him to wade through your orgasm with you, fucking you in little, small strokes through it, reveling in the sound of you coming, just for him, only for him.

The both of you stayed like that awhile, sticky and sweaty but fucking content. Bodies sated against one another, no desire to move crossing your minds as he rolled you back over, so that you were both laying on your side, his long limbs wrapped around yours and you hummed, happy and well-fucked.

There'd surely be things to talk about the next day. How things would work between you two, how much you fucking loved him, since you were a little girl, how you wanted so desperately to be his.

And you could tell Cole wanted to talk too - his eyes were still wide open as he buried his face in your hair, sighing at the sweet smell of it and tightening his grip on you.

For however long the two of you had until the sun rose, you didn't need words. All you needed was to be wrapped in each other, cheeky, sweet kisses pressed against sticky skin, Cole still buried inside you, and the memory of I love you's whispered against skin played over and over until you drifted to sleep.

[brenbrisson]

Who I Write For / Masterlist

Anaheim Ducks

Trevor Zegras

Trevor Zegras Instagram Au

Mason McTavish

Boston Bruins

Jeremy Swayman

Fighting - Jeremy Swayman

Chicago Blackhawks

Connor Bedard

Colton Dach

Colorado Avalanche

Cale Makar

Scared - Cale Makar

Columbus Blue Jackets

Cole Sillinger

Meeting Your Family - Cole Sillinger

Adam Fantilli

Edmonton Oilers

Leon Draisaitl

I Got You - Leon Draisaitl

Florida Panthers

Mackie Samoskevich

Montreal Canadiens

Cole Caufield

New Jersey Devils

Luke Hughes

Lake House Luke Hughes

Luke Hughes Instagram Au

Concussion - Luke Hughes

High School Sweethearts - Luke Hughes

Jack Hughes

Philadelphia Flyers

Jamie Drysdale

San Jose Sharks

Thomas Bordeleau

Vancouver Canucks

Quinn Hughes

Vegas Golden Knights

Brendan Brisson

Winnipeg Jets

Brad Lambert

UMICH

Nick Moldenhauer

Jacob Truscott

Dylan Duke

Seamus Casey

Luca Fantilli

Ethan Edwards

Mark Estapa

[three-headed-monster]

sometimes i think about how cole sillinger got a follow from tate mcrae solely because he said she was his celebrity crush on showbound

[prettyboyjackhughes]

🎄❄️🎅🏻☃️Merry Christmas! Here's Liv's 7 Days of Christmas Fics!🎄❄️🎅🏻☃️

So I decided to write 7 Christmas fics/snippets for players that I love that go along with different Christmas songs. So starting on December 20th and going to December 27th, I'll be posting a story a day! Enjoy! I also made a playlist of all the songs that the fics will be based on! Here's the link!

Day 1: All I Want For Christmas Is You (Mariah Carey)- Ty Smith

Day 2: It’s The Most Wonderful Time Of The Year (Andy Williams)- Alex Turcotte

Day 3: The 12 Days of Christmas (Andrew Carter and Frederic Austin)- Cole Sillinger

Day 4: Take Me Home For Christmas (Dan and Shay)- Andrei Svechnikov

Day 5: I’ll Be Home For Christmas (Bing Crosby) -Jack Hughes

Day 6: Let it Snow (Frank Sinatra)- Kirby Dach

Day 7: Last Christmas (Wham!)- Trevor Zegras

Tagging some friends: @huggybearmylove43 @jackydrury @owennpower

[turcott3]

worst behavior

cole sillinger x fem! reader

warnings?: cursing, arguing, smut: oral fem receiving, unprotected sex, hair pulling, overstimulation, slightest tiniest bit of fluff

positions fics masterlist

~this ain’t no game, won’t play with you. this time i know ill stay with you~

-

your eyes fluttered open to a room filled with sunlight. you stretched out and rolled over, running into something. you finally process what’s going on and look around the room, not recognizing a single piece of it.

“where am i?” you whisper, looking at the body next to you. an ohio state hockey player who’s name you vaguely recalled, but that didn’t matter because someone definitely saw you leave with him.

fuck.

“hmm.” you hear the boy groan next to you.

“good morning.” you say scooting away from him.

“morning beautiful.” he says opening his eyes and smiling at you, your heart almost fluttering at those words. cole never uttered them to you.

“sleep good?” you ask as he leans up on his elbow.

“i did, last night was incredible.” he says kissing you on the cheek. that’s when it all came flooding back. his gentlemanly gestures roped you in. he opened the car door for you, he was sweet, overall seemed like someone you’d actually want to be with. until you remembered that you had never betrayed your….. whatever it was, to cole.

“i’m gonna get a shower, you can stay here or raid the kitchen. my home is yours.” he says smiling at you.once the bathroom door shuts, you scramble to collect your clothes, putting them on, grabbing your phone, and sneaking out the door as quickly as possible. you had been fucking cole for a few months now and would never dare to betray your loyalty to him. he was like a drug to you, and you were addicted. not that he could say the same for you as much as you wished he would. you had no car and didn’t know where you were, but you couldn’t call cole, so you chose the next best option. adam.

“hello?”

“yes hey adam, so it’s a long story but can i send you my location? i don’t know where i am and i have no transportation.”

“yeah of course i can. are you okay?”

“yeah i just have a bad feeling that someone is gonna know about what happened and i really wanna just pretend it never happened. i’ll tell you in the car.”

“y/n it’s gonna be fine, don’t worry. send me your location and i’ll be there.”

“sent. thank you so much adam, seriously.”

“no problem, i don’t want you to get kidnapped or anything.” he laughs.

“thank you, bye adam.”

“bye.” he says and you hang up. what were you going to tell cole? you check and see only one missed call and two texts from him. everyday you hoped he would grow more desperate for your attention, but the day still never came. once adam arrived at your location, you get into his car and buckle without a word.

“so what happened?” he says putting the car back into drive and pulling off.

“i went to a party last night,”

“like the one some of the guys and i went to?”

“yes that one, and i guess i got drunk and came back with a fucking ohio state hockey player, but he was so sweet and nice and gentlemanly.”

“ohio state really?” adam asks.

“adam, that’s what you’re concerned about?” you say smacking him on the arm.

“hey that’s serious dude,”

“that is the least of my worries right now. what if cole finds out? someone had to have seen me leave with him.”

“has he called you?”

“yeah.”

“when?”

“like 2 hours ago.”

“he knows.” he simply states.

“i mean maybe he doesn’t.”

“check your voicemail.” he says going silent, you listened in and he didn’t go into specifics but he seemed angry.

“well shit, i’ll go see him tomorrow,” you say

“probably a good idea.” he replies, the rest of the drive was mostly silent. how were you supposed to make an excuse for this?

-

the next day came and you were terrified. once you arrive at his house, you step up to the door but before your knuckles could hit the wooden surface, it opens.

“look who finally decided to show up.” he says stepping out of the way so you could walk inside.

“look cole i-“

“i don’t wanna hear it.”

“what do you mean?”

“an excuse, so you’re gonna tell me what the fuck happened the other night.”

“well i-“

“spit it out.” he says stepping closer.

“why do you care so much?” you ask.

“just answer the fucking question.”

“fine. that night, i got drunk at the party, you would know bc you were there. you had girls surrounding you, this lovely guy came up to me. he was super sweet and respectful so i went home with him.”

“oh so you’re fucking him now too?”

“well i obviously haven’t gone back to him, nor do i have his number. is that what you want to hear?”

“no.”

“take me on a date, just once, and i’ll forget i even looked in his direction.” you begged. you didn’t want your time with cole to end. you never wanted it to if you could help it.

“i want you forget he ever even fucking existed y/n.”

“just take me out one time cole.” you beg, and his stance doesn’t change.

“did he fuck you good?” he says smirking, changing the topic.

“well it was okay, he was very sweet though. i love that in a guy, just pure sweetness.”

“so he didn’t fuck you like i do?”

“maybe he did.” you shrug, knowing it was a flat out lie.

“oh really?” he scoffs, grazing his hands around your waist, facing inching closer to yours.

“he could never come close to what i give you.” he says lowly, connecting your lips. instantly, you cave at his touch. your arms wrapping around the back of his neck. he bites your lip as he pulls away looking into your eyes. he picks you up, wrapping your legs around his waist and carries you to his room, shutting the door and locking it behind him. he tosses you on the bed, immediately pulling your shirt off over your head and throwing it as he does the same.

“i just really like when a guy is sweet, you don’t understand that?” you say interrupting the tangible silence in the room.

“no i do.”

“sure doesn’t seem like it.”

“well maybe i can be sweet.” he retorts.

“ha sure you can.” you scoff as he walks over to the bad, towering over you.

“you just don’t get to find out right now.” he smirks, crawling onto the bed and attaching his lips to your neck, nipping and sucking at the skin. your hands find their way into his hair, tugging on hit lightly as you grew more and more anxious for him to get the ball rolling. he unclasped your bra with one hand and helps you out of it, tossing it across the room. he hooks his fingers under the bands of your underwear and he slides them down you legs quickly before removing his own underwear.

“you want me to fuck you baby?”

“yes, please cole.” you say practically in a whisper as he bends down, his tongue making contact with your dripping core. his tongue working in circles on your clit, his sheets now clenched in your fists. suddenly sliding two fingers into you, curling them causing your back to arch, a loud moan ripping from your throat, already edging a climax. out of nowhere, he pulls his fingers out backing away from you, sucking your juices off his fingers before crawling over you and kissing you sloppily.

“no please why’d you stop?” you whine.

“just had to get you ready.” he smirks pulling away, running his leaking tip through your soaked folds.

“you gonna be good for me pretty girl?” he asks.

“i am.” you say quietly.

“good.” he smirks before pushing into you without warning, a galaxy forming behind your eyelids, your legs hooking around his hip.

“fuck.” you say gripping onto his arms. his thrusts were deep and hard.

“so good just for me.” he grunts out in broken up speech. you open your eyes and lock contact with his, moaning uncontrollably as he hit the sensitive spongey spot deep inside you with each thrust.

“fuck cole oh my god.” you say, the only words you could possibly muster up. you were overstimulated in the best way, sex with cole was always amazing but he was really outdoing himself this time. he leans down, attaching your lips to his to silence your moans as your climax creeped closer and closer.

“god you’re so fucking hot.” he says locking eyes with you again, before you roll your eyes into the back of your head trying to hold off the orgasm that threatened to rip through your body.

“cole i-“

“do it. come for me.” he says and on queue you see stars, your body relaxing all the tightness it previously felt. he fucked you all the way through your high, thinking that was the end.

“you think we’re done here? i’m not done with you.” he says slowing down and pulling out of you, picking you up and tossing you onto your stomach. you raise yourself up in your hands and knees weakly, knowing exactly what he wanted. he places his calloused hand on your ass, using the other to help push himself into you swollen core.

“fuck.” you scream as his hips slam into you quickly.

“yeah you like that?”

“fuck yes i do.” you say, kicking back into high gear, his hips slamming into your ass, his thick cock somehow hitting deeper than before, stretching you out with each thrust. your arms give out and your chest hits the bed, arching your back to keep your position for him.

“god damn look at you.” he says, the smirk lining his voice. his hand reaches into your hair, gathering it around his hand as he pulls you back up, you arms barely holding your weight as he pulls your back closer to his chest until you’re flush against his front side, his other hand holding you up while his fingers found their way to your clit. you couldn’t conjure any words, your hand found the back of his neck as he grunts sweet nothings into your ear, feeling your orgasm approach once again.

“fuck cole i’m gonna come.” you force out. he lets go of your hair and you fall back onto your arms, your walls clenching around him.

“come for me, come baby.” he says and you do as you’re told once again, your arms shaking as he spills his seed deep into your cervix.

“oh my god.” you say as he pulls out of your overly stimulated core rolling you over, your legs shaking frantically. you’d never been fucked that good a day in your life and you were wishing you could feel it again already.

“so, does he fuck you like i can?” he asks again breathlessly and you shake your head quickly, not being able to speak up.

“use your words baby.” he smirks, climbing over you, his face a mere 4 inches from yours, his hair grazing your forehead lightly.

“he could never.” you say pulling his chain bringing him in for another kiss.

“let’s get you cleaned up.” he says smiling as you pull apart. typically, he says this and wipes you clean with a rag, sending you on your way so you didn’t expect much. he puts his boxers on and walks into the bathroom, soaking a rag with warm water before returning, wiping you clean gently. he tosses the rag into his hamper and hands you your lace thing off the floor and a blue jackets tshirt.

“cole wha-“

“no no, take it seriously.” he says and you take it from him hesitantly, pulling it over your head. careful, he removes your hair from the neck, and brushes it behind your shoulders.

“what’s all this?” you say, shocked that you were even still at his house.

“showing you that i can be sweet.” he smirks, pulling you by the shirt into a sweet kiss.

“i’m usually gone by now.”

“well maybe this time you should stay.”

“are you sure?”

“yeah why not.” he says leaning back on his head board, opening his arms for you to join him. you lay your head on his chest as your arm drapes over his body, his hand gently rubbing up and down your back.

“why have you never let me stay before?” you say looking up at him, breaking the silence.

“i didn’t know what you wanted from me, until today.”

“what do you mean?”

“i thought you just wanted to be around me for sex.” he shrugs, looking down at you.

“well maybe at first but it grew to much more than that. i don’t think i’ve ever regretted anything more than fucking that dude the other night but i mean to be fair i thought all you wanted from me was sex too.”

“it was for a while but feelings change you know.” he laughs slightly.

“so?”

“so what?” he asks obliviously.

“are you gonna take me out?” you say giving the man puppy dog eyes. he rolls his eyes laughing lightly.

“yes y/n, ill take you out.” he giggles, kissing you on the head. it brought you peace knowing that he had feelings for you too, but maybe you should be on your worst behavior more often…..

[leafsbabe]

masterlist

all my Joe Burrow fics 

52/52 of 2022

trying to post once a week for a year, 52 posts in 52 weeks

current status: 52/52

1. Ryan Graves - nsfw alphabet

2. Trevor Zegras - boyfriend headcanon

3. Kevin Hayes - breeding kink

4. Nico Hischier - nsfw alphabet

5. Kaapo Kakko - boyfriend headcanon

6. Sam Reinhart - sex headcanon

7. Joe Burrow - nsfw alphabet

8. Chris Kreider - breeding kink

9. Justin Herbert - boyfriend headcanon

10. Justin Herbert - kink list

11. Justin Herbert - nsfw alphabet

12. Jason Robertson - boyfriend headcanon

13. Jason Robertson - sex headcanon

14. Sebastian Aho - nsfw alphabet

15. Leon Draisaitl - breeding kink

16. Thomas Bordeleau - boyfriend headcanon 

17. Mikey McLeod - boyfriend headcanon

18. Alexandar Georgiev - sex headcanon

19. Brock Boeser - breeding kink

20. Matthew Tkachuk - breeding kink

21. Auston Matthews - nsfw alphabet (mlm/neutral)

22. Justin Danforth - boyfriend headcanon

23. Kirill Kaprizov - breeding kink

24. Sebastian Aho - breeding kink

25. Roope Hintz - nsfw alphabet

26. Jonathan Drouin - boyfriend headcanon

27. Andrei Vasilevskiy - sex headcanon

28. Nick Blankenburg - sex headcanon

29. Ross Colton - sex headcanon

30. Nick Blankenburg - boyfriend headcanon

31. Nick Blankenburg - breeding kink 

32. Cole Sillinger - boyfriend headcanon 

33. Owen Power - sex headcanon

34. Owen Power - boyfriend headcanon

35. Kent Johnson - boyfriend headcanon

36. Leon Draisaitl - nsfw alphabet 

37. Quinn Hughes - nsfw alphabet

38. Mikey McLeod - sex headcanon

39. Axel Jonsson-Fjällby - boyfriend headcanon

40. Michael Bunting - sex headcanon

41. Michael Bunting - boyfriend headcanon

42. Sidney Crosby - breeding kink

43. Joe Burrow - smut 

44. Kent Johnson - sex headcanon

45. Cayden Primeau - boyfriend headcanon

46. Jeremy Swayman - sex headcanon

47. Jack Hughes - boyfriend headcanon

48. Justin Herbert - breeding kink

49. Nick Blankenburg - nsfw alphabet

50. Ethan Edwards - sex headcanon

51. Ethan Edwards - boyfriend headcanon

52. Brendan Brisson - sex headcanon

[savoies]

last updated : 6/26/22.

-> blurb night blurbs can be found under ari's hockey blurbs.

-> crossed out means i no longer write for that player.

-> search ari writes for my works.

FICS: 1k+

ntdp/team canada/college hockey:

braden schneider.

say it first.

spooky scary skeletons.

to hold you.

drawings of you.

jamie drysdale.

uuu.

accidental love.

the happiest place on earth.

4 times he thought he didn't love you + one time he realized he was in love with you.

I'll be home for christmas.

dylan holloway.

all our dreams.

remember those days.

dylan cozens.

the boy in khaki pants.

owen power.

winning gold.

the taste of strawberries.

brandt clarke.

4,000 miles to you.

to hear your voice.

life as a simp

brennan othmann.

we're good.

chase stillman.

we're just friends.

patrick moynihan.

i'll take the floor.

trevor zegras.

blind.

luke hughes.

holiday hangouts

jack thompson.

4 times his love language was touch and one time he was touch starved.

brendan brisson.

all I want for christmas is you.

jack daniel's in the bathroom.

thomas bordeleau.

between the lines.

ethan edwards

with love, sunshine

nick blankenburg

3 times he asked you to hang out + one time you figured out it was because he liked you

BLURBS: -900

ryder donovan.

ryder meeting his daughter for the first time.

alex turcotte.

baby blurb w/ alex.

alex vlasic.

babysitting with alex.

vlassy with a babygirl.

vlassy taking care of an injured reader.

vlassy helping you through a depressive episode.

johnny beecher.

having a bad day and johnny cheering you up.

owen lindmark.

meeting owen's parents + friends.

meeting owen after he has a bad game.

patrick moynihan.

baby blurb with pat.

pat coming home from wjc.

pat helping you with stress.

valentine’s day blurb.

dylan cozens.

dylan coming home from wjc.

dating dylan and being on the team canada media team.

being dylan’s sister and him helping you with hockey.

telling dylan you wish he was nicer to you today.

dylan comforting you after a break up.

skater boy dylan mini series.

connor zary.

connor giving you a promise ring.

baby blurb w/ connor.

bowen byram.

bow coming back home after wjc.

jamie drysdale.

comforting jamie after wjc.

being bowen’s sister and dating jamie.

laying in his lap after a bad day.

“it’s pouring rain, why are you here? you’re gonna get sick!”

pretending to be asleep when he gets home.

stealing jamie's sweatshirts because they are indeed the best.

going to yosemite with jamie.

period cuddles with jamie.

celebrating the new year with jamie.

jack quinn.

being dylan’s sister and dating jack.

ryan suzuki.

stargazing with ryan.

alex newhook.

meeting alex at a coffee shop.

cole perfetti.

mini golfing w/ cole.

braden schneider.

braden calling you after a game because he is feeling insecure.

braden finding the playlist you made him.

braden during sex hc. (sorta nsfw)

dylan holloway.

you finding dylan has you as his wallpaper.

beach day w/ dylan. (a bit nsfw)

“it’s okay. i’ve got you.”

brandt clarke.

clarky calling you because he misses you.

ice skating/babysitting with brandt.

owen power.

owen trying to make you a birthday cake for your birthday.

owen is missing you in more ways than one. (nsfw)

ethan edwards.

ethan falling asleep as you play with his hair.

carson lambos.

nose kisses w/ carson.

thomas bordeleau.

bords as a dad.

cole sillinger

etched across your skin

[delusionalpriincess]

i wanna start writing fics ,, so here’s a list of people i will gladly write for !

- mat barzal

- jack hughes

- tyson jost

- owen power

- kent johnson

- nick blankenburg

- jake oettinger

- marc andre-fleury

- anthony beau

- cole sillinger

- trevor zegras

- carter hart

taken i am a minor i will NOT write nsfw // smut !! anything else feel free 2 leave in my inbox // dm it to me!! <3 luv u