#j's holiday celly

[harlowhockeystick]

fireplace sex w nolan and princess

j's holiday celly

warnings: 18+ SMUT, alcohol consumption

"nolie, sweetie," she rattled off endearments to nolan as she sips on her glass of red wine nolan knew he was in for something fun. either a night of sweaty love making, or a night of watching the absolute show that is his princess, drunk.

it's quite the sight, honestly. she becomes quite hilarious while drunk. it doesn't matter whether she's wine drunk or hard liquor drunk, she becomes the funniest person he knows.

"there's one place in this cabin we have yet to fuck," she says with such a tone that makes his blood run hot and his mouth water. she straddles his lap, tipping her head back to finish her glass of wine (which was her fourth of the night).

"and that is?" he responded while putting his hands on her hips.

"in front of the fire place," princess placed her hands over his shoulders, rubbing them over his arms up and down. "while it's lit."

he places his lips on the tip of his index finger, looking up at her in such a way to where she can't really decide if she's the craziest person he knows (which she is) or if she's the sexiest (also true). "that's a little dangerous, princess."

she rakes her fingers through his brown hair, tugging on it ever so slightly while lightly, very lightly, grinding down onto his lap. "wouldn't be the most dangerous thing we've done, you remember new years eve right?"

oh, that he does.

"i just want to feel you next to the fire, nolie. wanna feel how how you get while you're fucking six inches deep." she slowly unbuttons his flannel, keeping eye contact with his icey blue eyes. "i wanna...i wanna know how it feels to have your hot, sweaty body on top of mine while you cum inside me."

she continues to unbutton the flannel to where it's fully exposing his chest. she feels him grow hard beneath her sex and she can't help but have darkened eyes at the thought of it. her mouth waters and her lungs fill with deep, long breaths.

"please nolie, please. it always looks so romantic and fun in the movies. we're more fun that the movies, anyway." it's something about her tone that always just gets him going, it doesn't quite piss him off but it gets him so close to it.

"fine. but just this once, and this is the last time i'm letting you have this much wine in one sitting."

[puckngrind]

Skating Lessons Part 20

Summary: First game back at NWA, Thanksgiving

Warning: swearing, smut

Word Count: 2450

Series Masterlist

You hear Josh talking with the car dealer but you are completely zoned out.  You sign on the dotted line, told the car will be delivered this week but wasn’t on the property.  Your mind was giving a mental list of all the things you needed to do since you announced to your parents that you were hosting Thanksgiving.  You and Josh decided with games on either side of the day you would just combine everyone to one big dinner. One. big. dinner.  With your parents, his parents, Seth, Boone and their moms, and anyone else who needed a place to land.  

“(y/n), you okay?”  Josh finally brings you out of daze.  “Babe?”  He holds your face in his hands outside of his car.  His hands surprisingly warm given he doesn’t have a coat on and it is November in Ohio.  “Talk to me.  What’s up?”  He is staring right into your eyes not letting you gaze away.  His thumbs rubbing up and down your cheeks.  

“I’m fine.  Really Josh.  Thank you.”  You place your gloved hands on his and try unsuccessfully to move him.

“Nope.  Not buying it.  And stop thanking me for the car.  Is it Thanksgiving?  Something else?” His voice and eyes are teetering on worried.  

“J, really, just making a list of all the things for Thanksgiving.  Also, just kind of thinking of us and all.”  He releases you and opens your door.  For once he let’s you hop in to the seat while he takes your scooter and quickly makes his way to the driver seat.  Starting the car Josh blows into his hands.  “I know the whole, ‘I’m tough Canadian hockey player who doesn’t need a coat’ is like a thing but I know you own several!”  Josh laughs at your chirp.  “And surprisingly your hands are warm.”  

“Can we talk about the whole thinking of us and all comment you just made?”  Josh starts driving and turns down the radio.  You inhale sharply.

“You seem too perfect.”  You breathe out.

“I’m sorry, you know that’s not true.”  He tightly grabs the steering wheel and glides his right hand down your arm and interlaces his fingers in yours.

“Yes you are.  You are too good to me and don’t get me started on Mason.  Now we are getting into the holiday season and I know your schedule ramps up.” You take a deep breath.

“You are right, but how do you know my schedule ramps up?  There is All-Star break by the way.” Josh dances his fingers in yours.

“Ok, so my dad told me that your schedule gets intense after the new year.”

Josh laughs, “Of course he did.  He’s not wrong but it won’t change anything just a little more ice time.  And I mentioned summer the other day?  And moving in together...and you have work and Mace and...” He trails off mid-thought.

“Josh?”  You lean to look at his face which is focused on the road.

“Yeah.” He voice stays steady but you see him flinch.

“Josh, now it’s your turn to talk.  What are you thinking?”  You nudge at his arm.

“Nothing.” His voice and the white in his knuckles didn’t match what he said.  “So what are we having for your American Thanksgiving?”  

You choose not to press it for now. “American Thanksgiving?” You questioned.

“Yes, A-mer-i-can.” Josh smirks and over pronounces the word.

“Um? Isn’t Canadian Thanksgiving the same day?” You question feeling like an idiot not knowing.

“Nope.” He popped the p and continued.  “It was a few weeks ago.  Remember when we went out to dinner and my mom Facetimed with my whole family?  Mason was the star of the show, of course.”  He laughed at the memory.

“That was your thanksgiving? Why didn’t you say anything?  Like we could have done a traditional dinner or whatever.  Invited over your Canadian teammates...” Josh kisses your hand and stops your over analysis that you were so wrapped up in life here that you don’t consider that your boyfriend is not American.

“I’m looking forward to celebrating all these holidays with you and Mason for the first time.  I’m sorry I didn’t mention my thanksgiving.  It’s not that big of a deal. I haven’t exactly been home for it since I was a kid.”  He eyes you and then darts back to the road.  “Thanksgiving with the team for American thanksgiving has kind of been my thing.  They’ve been my only family until....”

“You met us.”  You finish his sentence and you see a small smile return to his face.  You never thought about the fact that Josh had been away from home since he was pretty young and not use to having someone there for him that wasn’t attached to the team. “I’m glad you found us.” You whisper leaving the rest of the unfinished conversations for later as you pulled into your driveway.

- - -

The boys got a suite for the game and you realized when you went straight up the elevator the reason was for you. No stairs to navigate even though you had gotten better at maneuvering with the damn boot. Amy beat Michelle to embrace you and fussed over your leg. You thanked her for the flowers and silly memes she sent after your accident. You got hugs from everyone else and introduced your parents. Mason enjoyed the freedom of the suite. He could run from the seats to the bar area and back. You aren’t sure how but when he yelled for Josh during warm ups he looked up pulled off his glove to count down from 3 and they did their signature move.

“I still think that’s the cutest thing ever.” Michelle leans into your ear from her seat behind you.

“Agreed” You beamed as Mason made his way to your mom’s lap to wait for the game.

“You seem more comfortable.” Amy plopped herself down in Mason’s seat while he was getting more popcorn from the bar with Michelle and your mom.

“Do I?” Your eyebrow raises at her observation.

“Yup. I mean you were just on the jumbotron and tv for a good 2 minutes and didn’t flinch.” She laughed pointing to the television in the corner of the suite and with that realization you could feel the blush starting to form. “You looked gorgeous don’t worry.” She patted your leg. You saw Josh on the screen with his adorable puppy look he gives you sometimes but didn’t think about the fact that you may have been what he was looking at while he stood talking to Seth in the corner. “But seriously, you seem to be relaxed, in love, comfort.”

“I am.” You felt the smile reach your eyes and Amy gave you a side hug.

During the game, Mason bounced even more. Eventually landing on Michelle’s lap by the 3rd period. You didn’t realize he was there until his little voice started yelling, “Shoot it Andy!” Your typical chirp during games that Mason picked up. And sure enough Josh had the puck flying down his lane. You pushed yourself forward, holding your breath. You knew Josh wanted to score in front of his parents and your first game back. He shoots and hits the bar. He quickly got the rebound and rounds the back of the net.

“Come on Babe!” You yell as you hold the wall in front of him. And sure enough he shoots again. This time it goes in! Everyone in the entire arena erupts in excitement. Josh does his signature slide celly but turns and points his stick right at you.

The game wore you out. By the time you got down to the family room you fell asleep on the couch. You didn’t even realize your parents took Mason home until you are half way home and woke up. “Babe, you can keep sleeping. I’ll carry you in.” Josh’s voice was soft.

“I’m fine. Just out of routine with game nights I guess.” You shifted in your seat and clanged your boot on the side of his console. “And I cannot wait to get the thing off me!”

“I fully agree with that statement but will miss helping your bathe.” Josh chuckles.

“I didn’t say you had to take your own showers again.” You felt your second wind coming.

“Oh really?” Josh’s voice changed.

“Speaking of showers, I could use one.” You state as Josh pulls into the drive.

“I can arrange that.” Josh makes quick work to get you in the house and to your bedroom.

“Josh?” You questioned as Josh retreated to your room again leaving you leaning against the sink...naked.

“I bought a seat for you for when I’m gone.” He brings the bath seat and you eye it and them him.

“That thing looks heavy duty. Afraid I might break it?” You see the mischievous look creep across his face.

“Well I made sure it could hold both of us.” He smirks at you and you laugh uncontrollably.

Trying to be as sexy as possible, “so are we trying that out now?”

“Hell yeah.” Josh kisses you and places the seat in your shower and turns the water on while he undress the rest of the way. “Come here.” He pulls you into him and your breath hitches. Josh’s lips are intentional when they crash into your lips. His hands carefully placed to so you are affixed to him. He picks you up slightly and backs into your shower. “Fuck you were so sexy on the big screen tonight. You had no idea either, did my baby?” Josh sits down and takes you all in.

“No. Amy told me but I saw you and your puppy look you give me.” You rub your hand down his face gliding your thumb down his lips already dripping with water.

“Yeah, I got shit for that in the room but I don’t care.” Josh carefully pulls your now wet body down so your legs are on either side of his. He parts his legs and slides his hand into your folds.

“And you scored babe.” You run your hands through his wet hair and kiss down his neck stopping to suck where you know it makes him weak.

“For you. You give me an indescribable energy just being at the game.” Josh presses two fingers into you and you immediately moan out his name dropping your head into the water stream. “Fuck, I’m lucky as hell.”  Josh shifts and you feel his length on your stomach.  Gliding you hand from his tip to the base Josh’s teeth sink into your shoulder when you grip just a little tighter.

Josh moves his hand and lifts you up to help glide you onto his cock.  It doesn’t take either of you long to reach your climax.  Between the water and sweet words you kept exchanging you know Josh is close when you feel his legs tighten and his hand’s grabbed firmly on your hips which is all you needed to release.  Josh kisses your sweetly, “Did you need your hair washed?”  He runs his hands up your side to twirl a stand of hair onto his finger.  

“Actually, yes.  Seeing my mom tomorrow again, I should.”  With that Josh reached over and washed your hair quickly while staying exactly where he was.  “I’m not sure you’ve ever washed my hair while still...connected.” You cough laughed making Josh’s whole body shake.  

“It’s intimate.” Josh smirks and pulls you off his lap and you turn to shut off the water.  Josh grabs a towel and helps you dry off and climb into bed.

“Can you set your alarm too?”  You asked with your list of things you need to do for tomorrow.   “Yup.  What time are we getting up to make all the things?” Josh almost whispers.

“You are helping me?”  You sit up on your elbows.

“Yeeeessss...I can make some things.  I’m good at listening to directions.” Josh pulls you into his chest.

“Fine fine.  I guess you can make some things.  Set the table.  Do things.” You giggled and Josh taps your ass in a playful way.  “Unless you want me to watch the parade and football then ask when dinner is ready?”  He laughs.

- - -

Josh was the perfect sou chef.  You moved in sync and everything was ready or cooking once your parents and Mason got there.  Your dad, Josh, and Mason finished watching the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade while your mom joined you in the kitchen.

“You two really did all this?” She eyes the kitchen and then her eyes drift to where Josh has his arm around Mace both with the same look watching one of the giant balloons almost hit a building.

“Yes. Do you think I’ve missed something?” Your mom has always hosted Thanksgiving and she gave you the reigns this year was a big deal.

“Looks like it plus what the others are bringing.  You and Josh make a really good team.” She kisses your forehead.  

“We really do.” Your gaze shifts from your mom to the living room.  Mason was dancing around to a song and Josh had out his phone to record him.  He really was your teammate in more ways than you’ve admitted to.

“Knock Knock!” You hear Amy at your door and she leads Seth, Boone, Boone’s mom, Terri in to your home.  She gushes about how much she loves it and wants a tour.  You wheel through the house and she laughs when noticing the amount of Seth Jones posters in Mason’s room.  “Seriously, I’m sad Seth didn’t see you first.”  She laughs and you hear Josh’s throat clear.

“Hey! I’d fight him for her.  And you know i’d win!” Josh kisses the top of your head and wraps his arm around you.  “All of our guests have arrived and Santa is about to come down the parade route.”  Josh knew it was Mason’s favorite part but also yours since you could remember.  You made your way back to your living room and watched as Santa made his way down.  The magic of Christmas had been amazing the last few years but this year you could tell that Mason was going to be fully into the magic of the season.  You see Josh out of the corner of your eye taking a picture of the two of you watching.  You look over to see him typing away.  

“What are you posting?”  Josh leans over and holds up his post.  You see a picture of you and Mason with your family and friends mingling in the background.  

The caption read:  Thankful for these two and the support system we have.  

Happy American Thanksgiving all! 

[darkbouquetartisanlove]

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[adamlynnch]

Check Please!: fic recs

these are mostly nurseydex heavy but there are some good ones. I’ll tag ships just incase.

*Crossed Wires by lecrivaineanonyme

14k, Oneshot, T (nurseydex)

Will snorts. "You are unreal,” he says, shaking his head. “I’ve had people in here crying because they downloaded a virus that can be removed in two minutes, and here you are with pie-filling in your computer, joking about how at least you didn’t fucking put rice in it.”

Derek grins. “It’s chill,” he replies, scratching the back of his neck. “Why worry? I know you got my back.”

Also known as the one where Nursey is constantly fucking up his laptop and Dex is the lucky Best Buy employee who gets to fix it.

*Mixing It Up by sinspiration

40k, Multi-chapter, M (zimbits)

Eric Bittle, of Bitty's Bakery, is very excited to have been chosen as a contestant for the Food Network Challenge. He's even more excited to find out that he's making a cake for the NHL new-Cup winners, the Falconers.

Jack Zimmerman, of the Falconers, doesn't know anything about cake, and will be the first to tell you that he feels wholly unqualified to judge a cake-making competition. At least Alexei is there to help ease things a little. Honestly, all he's really expecting is to be very awkward on camera for the entire segment, and to eat a lot of cake that's not really in his diet plan.

That's how it starts.

*how to not fall in love with your best friend + other holiday activities by quidhitch

7k, Oneshot, M (holsom)

When Ransom meets Adam Birkholtz for the first time he’s wearing a t-shirt that’s half a size too small for him, jeans that are worn out in the ratty way, and Birkenstocks that look about a thousand years old. His glasses are crooked on his nose and he introduces himself with a loud, booming laugh even though Ransom hasn’t said anything particularly funny. Ransom thinks it’s the kind of laugh that moves mountains, full and round and beautiful.

“Everyone calls me Holster,” Adam says, squeezing Ransom’s hand before he lets it go.

“Cool,” Ransom’s smile back is a reflex, the easiest, most natural response to Holster’s toothy grin. “I’m Ransom.”

“Sick nickname,” Holster tosses an arm around Ransom’s shoulder’s without warning. He is very large and very warm, and his breath smells like cinnamon. “You know what, Ransom? I think we’re gonna be tight.”

*I Know I Am, But What Are You? by sysrae

19k, Multi-chapter, E (nurseydex)

“I need you,” says Dex, “to be my fake date at my family Christmas. Please.” “Cool,” says Nursey, mouth operating on Chill Autopilot while his higher brain functions come to a screeching halt. “I can do that.”

first love, late spring by lehtonen

12k, Oneshot, M (holsom)

“Right.” Ransom still looks serious, but there’s a sinister glint in his eye that Holster gloomily recognises as contemplation. “What’s in it for us?”

Holster whips his head round to stare at him so fast his neck twinges in three different places. “Nothing is in it for us,” he hisses sotto voce, “or did you not hear the part where we’d be dating?”

handful of crazy stars by alwaysayes

2k, Oneshot, T (nurseydex)

your name is derek nurse and your world is on fire and will is your sun and your moon and stars and your entire virgo supercluster and you know that you are his too. your name is derek nurse and for the first time in your life you may have something other than hockey to keep you going because he makes you strong and you make him strong and together you are inescapable and magical and radiant and everything in the world that you will ever need because you have each other.

*The Huntsman and the Bard by rhysiana

9k, Oneshot, T (nurseydex)

Derek Nurse has cut it extremely fine on finding a cover story location for their New England travel magazine's fall issue, but he the pumpkin farm he just came across looks almost too good to be real. If only he can get the taciturn owner to agree to an interview...

Dex has no interest in an interview, or any kind of publicity. He's just trying to live a normal, mundane life, far, far away from the politics of the Faerie Court and his mother. But this journalist is proving oddly persuasive...

In which things go right, and then they go very, very wrong. Faerie queens do not like to be denied.

All I Ask by nickbonino

1k, Oneshot, T (holsom)

Ransom had been at March’s for a little under two hours, one last afternoon together before Ransom went to kiss the ice goodbye that evening, when he got the call. Bitty sounded almost frantic but was clearly trying hard to hide it.

“Ransom, I think you should come home. I don’t know what’s going on but I think you should be here.” Bitty’s voice rose as he spoke and Ransom heard what sounded like him banging on a door.

“Bits, I’m sorry dude but I’m kinda busy. Can’t you just sort whatever it is?” He tried to sound as apologetic as possible but Bitty was having none of it.

“Holster won’t open his door, Rans! I can hear him cr-. Just come home,” Bitty ordered, with a note of finality Ransom wasn’t prepared to argue with.

“Yeah, yeah okay. I’ll be there in five,” he sighed and hung up.

*and we dance like angels do by benvolio

7k, Oneshot, T

"Bitty is a literal angel. Not just the whole angelic metaphor concerning how his blond hair probably forms a wispy halo around him when the light hits him from behind or anything. Real deal angel."

Inspired by tumblr user cardamom 

all this war just to win by lehtonen

8k, Oneshot, E (nurseydex)

“You want me to shut up?” Dex takes a step back, triumphant, his eyes flashing. “Make me.”

Or: Dex and Nursey hook up, but they're still a mess.

*if we bite (the pain is sweet) by shellybelle

57k, Multi-chapter, E (nurseydex)

After two and a half semesters at Samwell, Dex has gotten used to people handling their stress in weird ways. Bitty bakes up a storm, Lardo is constantly covered in what Dex really, really hopes is paint, Ransom turns into a curled-up ball of anxiety on the nearest flat surface. He gets it: people are just weird here.

That doesn’t mean he doesn’t choke on his Red Bull when Nursey sighs, “God, I’m so tense right now. I just really need to suck a dick, y’know?”

(Or: five times Dex and Nursey really don’t quite know what they’re doing, and one time they’ve really, really figured it out.)

dots and dashes. by katarama

1k, Oneshot, T (nurseydex)

It took him a longest to warm up to Nursey, to feel comfortable with much more contact than a fistbump after a celly. There were the incessant “chill”s that grated on Dex’s nerves more than they should’ve. There was also the voice in the back of Dex’s head to be careful, because once everyone found out he liked boys, there was no helping the fact that things with Nursey would get weird.

Now, they’ve come far enough that he’s sitting on the grass with Nursey’s head in his lap by the pond, the sun finally warm enough in May to have melted all the ice and snow.

Cheiloproclitic by akadiene

1k, Oneshot, T (zimbits)

Cheiloproclitic - Being attracted to someones lips.

Jack really likes kissing.

all that you've conquered by whimsicalimages

10k, Oneshot, T (nurseydex)

“Drunk Nursey doesn’t write checks that sober Nursey can’t cash,” Nursey tells him very seriously.

Or: William J. Poindexter’s sister is getting married, which means, among other things, that he has to learn how to dance.

Close by tiptoe39

23k, Multi-chapter, E (zimbits)

They’ve been together for a month and a half. Now they need to learn how to be close.

A Madison/Fourth of July fic

[harlowhockeystick]

i’m so fucking happy ur back. in honour of u writing again can i have #1 from the random prompt section with willy nylander please??

j's holiday celly | "i need a vacation. and a shot."

warnings: none my dears, just a lil steamy

you feel his large hands come up and rest on your shoulders, his thumbs massaging into your muscles along your shoulder blades. leaning your head back against your chair your eyes look up at him with a haze, his looking into yours with a certain want. one that usually, got you in trouble.

"love, you know what time it is, right?" his husky voice sends a certain chill throughout your body. you close your eyes and whine a little bit, from both exhaustion and from how his hands were working magic on your tense body. "it's after midnight, you need to come to bed."

william presses a light kiss against your forehead while spinning your chair around. his hands take hold of yours, attempting to pull you up to stand. but, you remained seated.

"willy you know this work has to get done soon or else i'll-"

"or else you'll crumble from exhaustion? yes, i know. baby it'll still be there when you wake up, after you eat breakfast." william closed to lid to your lap top and turned your desk lamp off. he knew he'd won this time when you didn't protest. "cmon, let's go to bed."

you followed him down the hall to your bedroom where he had the sheets pulled back for you. crawling into bed, plugging your phone in to charge, you turned over to face william in bed while he pulled you in close.

you sighed, "i need a vacation. and a shot." william laughed and kissed the top of your head while pulling the covers up around your shoulders.

"soon, my love. i promise, i'll give you the best vacation of your life." you smiled and snuggled closer in to his chest, feeling warmer by the second.

"will there be a swimming pool?" william smiled, turning down the volume on the movie he had playing in the background.

"baby there'll be whatever you want. all on me, i promise." you turned your head up, giving him a tired smile and kissed his lips softly and slowly. "holding you to that, my love."

[harlowhockeystick]

welcome back to one of my fave writers! can I pls request william nylander with #9 from the random prompts list? pablo is such a cute dog 💗

j's holiday celly | "i miss my dog. and my wife." | william nylander x fem!reader

warnings: none. it's pretty short, my apologies!

"Willy, what's up with you?" Morgan asked in the locker room as he sat down in the stall next to him.

"Oh we all know what's wrong with the man!" Mitch teased from across the locker room, looking down as he laced up his skates and shook his head with laughter. "He's homesick for the missus, that's what."

A few of the guys started to chirp at him a little bit for it, causing William's cheeks to grow red. It was true, he was missing you terribly. "And the dog, don't forget the dog." Auston chipped into the conversation as he walked in front of William.

William rolled his eyes and sat up straight, "okay yeah, i miss my dog. And my wife, big deal! You guys miss a certain someone too, I know you do."

The players continued getting ready for the game, everyone going through their typical and respective pregame routines before hitting the ice for their final road game for a while. William always did those things with you on his mind; taping his stick, lacing his skates, putting his shoulder pads on. He was always thinking about you.

Whether or not you were safe, if you were doing okay, if you needed something brought to you. Those were typical thoughts for when he was at home. But on the road, he thought of how or where you were watching the game. If you were sitting on the couch with Pablo next to you, a blanket over your legs and a bowl of snacks in your hands. Or if you were laying in bed, watching the game as you slowly felt yourself start to fall asleep.

William smiles at the thought and image. He can't count the times he had come home from games or roadies and you were still in bed, the television on NHL network as the game replayed into the late hours of the night. He always appreciates the fact that you watch his games and support him, even when he's on the other side of the country, or even sometimes across the world.

You're never not on his mind. Every chance he gets he thinks of you. He thinks of how much he loves you, he thinks of how thankful he is for you. William couldn't do it without you, and the guys know it too. That's partially why he gets teased for being so whipped for you, but he can't help it. You're just so perfect for him. He'd scream it from the rooftops if you'd let him, but, he knows you'd never let him do that. So, he appreciates you in every other way he knows how.

[harlowhockeystick]

HIIIIIIIIII J <333333333 im here for your holiday break celly!! would i be able to request smut prompt 9. with frederik andersen please 💗 ilyyyy mwah

j's holiday break | "how many rounds do you have in you?" | fem!reader

warnings: 18+ content, complicated relationship (freddie dating someone who works w the canes even tho that's clearly forbidden in the handbook) (i actually don't know if it's not allowed, probably not, but for angst purposes it is).

"bye y/n! see you tomorrow morning!" sebastian shouted from down the hall as he carried his heavy bag full of gear toward the exit doors. you were right behind him, locking up your office doors. another game day had come and gone, another canes win was in the charts.

two more players were headed down the hallway, jordan and fred walking side by side. "hey, i'll see you tomorrow cap, i have a question here for y/n."

he waved to jordan who then in turn waved back, also saying his farewell to you for the time being. "miss y/n, i just have a quick question about rehab tomorrow."

fred lied, right through his teeth. he motioned for you to unlock your office door again, his eyes darkening as they scanned your body to undress you with his imagination. he always loved when you wore the tighter zip up top, he's not ashamed to say that your breasts look great in it. you knew it too, you knew that when you wore this top with these specific jeans it made his mind run wild.

you opened up the door and he followed you, reaching over to flip the fluorescent lights on. he waited until the door was closed to lock it for you, dropping his bags on the ground beneath him. his large hands found your waist immediately, pushing you toward your desk. the backs of your thighs find the wooden ledge of the desk you sat at every work day, your hands reached behind you to push some things away so you wouldn't sit on them.

"god, you know what this little outfit of yours does to me." he slurred through a thick voice. you were now sat on your desk with fred standing in between your legs, his hand came up to frame your jawline to force eye contact.

"freddie, i told you we can't fuck in my office anymore." you said after letting out a long sigh, reaching out and running your hands up and down his chest.

"baby it's been over a fucking week, and it pisses me off that you're not apart of our travel staff." fred rolled the zipper of your top down just enough to where he saw the top of your breasts and the scoop line of your sports bra, biting his lip in reaction.

you put your hand on his wrists before he could get any more excited, "we can have fun at my place. if you want me to be apart of the travel staff, we can't be fucking in my office anymore."

fred let out a pitiful sigh, throwing his head back before leaning down and pressing his lips against yours in a forceful and passionate kiss. one hand was resting on your jaw while the other hand came to rest on your hip, doing everything in his power to make this last as long as possible.

"how many rounds do you have in you tonight?" fred asked, pulling away with red puffy lips.

"i'm good for an all nighter if you are." he grinned, zipping up your pullover for you and chuckling. he gave you one more kiss before going to unlock the door and grabbing his bags.

"i'm always up for an all nighter with you."

[harlowhockeystick]

"You make me a better person." With Mr.Norris, Cale Makar, please!!! Thx💕

j's celly

warnings: slight angst (yk it's my love language), early relationship anxiety stuff, but it's all fluff in the end

"i have a question."

looking up at you from across the couch, a stress ball in his hands that he was toying with on and off throughout the movie. it was a lame movie, nothing too special about it, but it had been on your list of recommendations that you had yet to check off.

"uh oh, should i be concerned?" you chuckled at his comment while reaching for the remote to pause the movie. shaking your head you sit up straight to face him better. "no, not at all."

"i was wondering, had been for a while, why you've been so quiet lately? i know you've got a lot going on, with hockey and stuff, but i just feel like you've been pretty distant. you know you can tell me anything," cale took a deep sigh and turned his body on the love seat cushion next to you to face you. "if i'm wrong you can call me out on it."

"no, no you're not wrong. to be completely honest? you terrify me but in the best way possible." a light laugh followed his comment. cale stared down at his hands and the stress ball he was squeezing the life out of, tossing the ball back and forth between hands. "i mean, every day i just think you're way too good to be true, y/n."

his words have your heart skipping beats, you feel your cheeks begin to become quite hot. you start to chew on the inside of your cheek to stop your lips from curving into a smile. "you make me a better person, and hey- listen, i know it's only been what? a few months? but damn if you're not all that i think about."

cale's hand reaches for yours. he brings it up to his lips, kissing the top of your hand while lacing his fingers with yours. cale leans his head on the back cushion of the couch, his light blue eyes gazing into yours.

a chuckle escapes your lips while you place your hand on his jawline, your thumb caressing his soft skin along with a bit of stubble. he laughs through his nose, "sorry to get all cheesy on you."

you shake your head and lean forward to press a kiss against his forehead, "not at all, i like it when you get cheesy."

"but i'm serious, about you. about us." you stare into his yes for a moment, taking a deep breath before pressing your lips against his. you stayed there for a second or two before pulling away.

"i am too."

[harlowhockeystick]

J's holiday break celly ✨🥂

♡ hi friends! I am backkkkk, and I am ready to hit they keyboard and get back into writing! I've missed it a lot, and I could most definitely use a little break from my every day life. So, down below are some options for you guys to come and chat w me over this next week! You obv don't have to send in anything at all, you could even just pop in and say hi! Much love to you all <3

blurbs!

send in a blurb prompt and (no more than two prompts at a time please) with anyone from this list of people i write for! **(i will be keeping my smut posts to a minimum, so that means they won't be the most frequent blurbs i will do. you can request them, but i can't promise that i'll be doing all of them just because i don't want to overload your dash and my brain).**

ig edits!

you can send in a prompt of your own for an ig edit, again please choose someone from the list of people i write for!

q&a!

you're open to ask me any question you like, and i'll answer it to the best of my ability! could be anything from personal stuff to the most random question on your mind.

the celly will start today (nov. 19) and go all the way to next friday (nov. 25)! feel free to ask/message me with any questions you might have! you can send all of the asks/requests here

tagging some mutuals (pls let me know if you do not feel comfortable being tagged!): @qhughes43 @ilyasorokinn @nylwnder @2manytabsopen @gravestrain @honeymunson @97soroka @drei-mrssvechii @hugheshugs

[harlowhockeystick]

Hey! Can I have an engagement announcement ig edit with Cale? - 🌙

calemakar_: she said yes 🤩

6erikjohnson: uh oh, does this mean we can’t make out in the locker room anymore?

mackinnon29: yes dude!!!

y/n: erik, back off

y/n: love you, fiancé 🤍💍

calemakar_: wifey 😩🤩

josty17: can i be a bridesmaid?

[harlowhockeystick]

Hi! So happy you're back. Can you make an ig fic with willy nylander. Maybe like y/n and willy have been best friends for a very long time and they finally get together and everyone teases them for it in the comments. Like his brother, the team ect.

Only is your comfortable and inspired, thank you!

-🍯

y/n: snow kisses ❄️🤍

williamnylander: 😚😚

williamnylander: my love 🤍❄️

alexnylander: about damn time you two got together

austonmatthews: called it

marner_93: lover boyy oooooooo

[harlowhockeystick]

♡ J’s 2k follower celly! ♡

- wowowowow two thousand of you!!! that’s so many people following little ol me :,) and i am very appreciative for all of you! your little asks, comments, and notes make me smile, and now i can smile two thousand times more!

- so now, to celebrate, we’ll have a fun four day long event here at auntie j’s house to celebrate. below are the things you can request (don’t worry, you can do more than one over the next 4 days). my ask of you is that you keep your requests to the people i have on my list of people i write for, as well as au’s.

💐 blurb requests: send me a prompt from this list with someone from the list of people i weite for (linked above), and i will give you a short little blurb! please be 18 or older if you request smut.

⚡️ fake ig requests: send me a scenario, or somewhat of a prompt, and i will give you a fake if edit! (ex: freddie andersen & wedding)

🌷song associations: give me a scenario, and i will give you a short little playlist of some of my favorite songs! (ex: picnic date with cale makar)

✨ moodboard requests: send me a scenario prompt and i will give you a moodboard based off the prompt. (ex: freddie andersen and holiday weekend).

🌺 spotify number: send me a number and i will tell you the name of the song that is from my liked songs on spotify!

please send all requests here! this celebration will last from today, thursday june 15 through monday june 19. i'm so excited, thank you again!!! all of u get kisses, mwah mwah mwah!

tagging some mutuals, please tell me if you are uncomfortable with being tagged! @2manytabsopen @mynameisjesuschrist @ilyasorokinn @laurenairay @twinklelilstarkey @nylwnder @jordan-nachol @matbaerzal