#Cole Caufield when I catch you

[puck-luck]

cole caufield most definitely calls his gf mamas and it’s honestly working for me WHY IS IT WORKING FOR ME

"Hi mamas" but in a Shoresy to Laura Mohr way💋💋💋 I'd fold hi coley

[nicohischierz]

outed: adelaide hughes au

tagging: @ivy-34, @francesfarhadi, @hzstry8, @cixrosie, @itsnotgray, @estapa94, @trevs-swiftie, @heartz4hisch you want to join the taglist let me know!!

trevor zegras

adelaide and matt had slept in seeing as neither of them had training or a game.

the thing that woke them up from their nap was when addy’s older brothers best friends voice rang through their apartment.

“addy, are you home?” trevor asked.

trevor knew no limits so he walked straight into the younger girls room ready to jump in her bed. however, he was greeted with a sleep adelaide on top of a sleeping matt rempe

the new york native screamed causing addy and matt to jump out of bed.

upon seeing trevor, adelaide moved away from matt and stood on the side. she slipped a sweater over her head and turned to her brothers friend

“z, what the fuck are you doing here?” addy asked. she threw a shirt at her boyfriend, who simply pulled it on without a word.

“what am i doing? i came here to spend time with my honorary sister and im met with the rangers number one fighter. im concerned addy,” trevor rambled.

matt couldn’t help the smile on his face. after all the stories he’d heard about your brothers, trevor seemed like a true friend.

adelaide’s eyes softened as she lunged at the boy for a hug. “i’m fine z. matty makes me happy, like really happy,”

trevor patted the younger girls head and glared at matt. “that’s all i want addy,”

.·:¨༺ ༻¨:·.

cole caufield

adelaide was having her monthly catch-up with cole as she cooked dinner for her and matt.

however, half-way through cole had to answer some texts on the team group chat leaving the two in silence.

whilst adelaide was cooking, she failed to notice her boyfriends arrival. the tall canadian stood by the doorway, admiring his girlfriend.

“well don’t you look so pretty,” matt complimented

the taller boy stood behind adelaide and pressed kisses on her neck as she plated their food in front of the camera.

when adelaide looked up she was met with cole’s shocked face. matt looked at her girlfriends phone and stepped back a bit.

“shit. is this what z meant? he mentioned you were seeing someone but i thought you’d tell me!” cole ranted.

“and you. you may be taller than me but i will fight you. god damn addy now i owe trevor $100.” cole muttered before ending the call.

.·:¨༺ ༻¨:·.

william nylander and matthew knies

adelaide had been having a tough couple of weeks so she took some personal days and flew to toronto without telling anyone.

“adelaide?” willy asked as he saw the girl outside the practice arena.

he noticed her sunken eyes and the frail state her body was in. william immediately rushed to the girl and held her as she broke in his arms.

“come on älskling. you’re coming home with me,” willy asked matthew knies to help him, knowing that you two knew each other.

matthew helped put you in william’s car when your phone started ringing excessively. willy was tempted to ignore it but he didn’t know whether you’d told anyone of your whereabouts so he answered.

“ada!” matt rempe answered on the other side.

“this is william nylander, who are you?” he asked.

matthew urged his teammate to put the phone on speaker and that is what the blonde did.

“i’m matt. is adelaide there?”

“matt who?”

“matt rempe. look i just got back to our apartment and she isn’t here. i’ve called barzy and the martin’s but they haven’t seen her either”, matt rambled.

“she here. she’s in toronto,” willy answered.

“is she okay?” matt’s voice was timid, worried about his girlfriend.

“not really, but i’ll keep her with me for a bit,”

“can you hand her the phone please,”

william turned the phone off speaker and handed it to adelaide.

“matty,” she mumbled.

“hi ada, is willy going to make you feel better?” matt knew how close the two were during their time in toronto. he also knew that other than barzy and tito, willy was the only one who could get her out of a slump.

“willy’s the best. he always looks after me and kniesy’s here too. i miss you,” adelaide smiled at the two leaf players.

“i miss you too princess. get some rest and call me later, i love you,”

“i love you matty,” adelaide ended the call and was about to close her eyes.

“so you share an apartment with matt rempe.” kniesy stated.

adelaide hummed “i share an apartment with my boyfriend,”

.·:¨༺ ༻¨:·.

brendan brisson

brendan and adelaide were in the latters room playing smash or pass whilst they waited for dinner.

brendan was scrolling through a girls list of hockey players on tiktok as they both shouted out their answers.

“eww i can’t believe people find my brothers attractive,” adelaide groaned seeing jack for the sixth time.

brendan laughed and continued scrolling until they landed on matt rempe.

“oh i’ve seen him on fyp, the girls really seem to like him,” brendan added.

adelaide let out a nervous laugh. “pass. he’s a ranger, i’d be hung,”

of course, the knights prospect read between the lines. “okay forget his team, smash or pass?” he asked.

“well pass, he’s not really my type i guess. i don’t know briss,” adelaide answered truthfully.

brendan scoffed. “i think you’d smash. actually i think you already have,” he accused the girl.

adelaide got off her bed and looked to her best friend. “w-w-what, you’re crazy brendan. why would i hook up with a ranger?”

“i don’t know addy but i think he’s the guy you’re soft launching. i mean when i showed you the picture you started blushing. whenever any of the guys brings your boyfriend up you just say he’s tall. also i saw the way he looked at you at the isles vs rangers game i went to,”

brendan gave his best friend a pointed look.

the girl caved fast confessing everything to brendan from the time she met matt to them living together.

“who else knows?” brendan asked.

“well cole, trevor, my team, kniesy, willy, our parents and braden schneider,” addy answered.

“how do cole and trevor know before me!!” brendan exclaimed.

“they caught us,” adelaide replied sheepishly.

.·:¨༺ ༻¨:·.

mat barzal and the team

the islanders were out having drinks after their season and to celebrate adelaide's new sponsor.

of course, adelaide celebrated too much as she hung onto mat and slurred her words. her teammates found it amusing as she gave them all advice on their love lives.

"mat. i love you, i really do but i swear if you show up to training camp with a shaved head finding a girlfriend would be the least of your worries," she threatened.

the boys laughed as mat dropped the girl off on their goalie ilya sorokin. the girl then started counting in russian and muttering random curse words causing the others who understood to look at the girl in amusement.

"oh no, i have to factory reset her to english," mat groaned as adelaide began rambling on in different languages intertwining with her sentences.

adelaide then laid her head onto ilya's shoulder. "i miss matt," she mumbled in english. the poor goalie then pointed at his two teammates with the same name, making the girl excited.

"eww, that's not matt. i want to go home to matty," she whined.

matt martin carried the younger girl out the bar as she stumbled over her feet, mumbling about 'matt'. barzy was given her bag as he searched for a contact under that name.

just as he was about to hand the phone back to adelaide, she received a call from 'remmy 🐀'.

"ada, it's 2:30. you told me to call if I don't hear from you at this time," matt answered on the other end.

"are you matt?" barzy asked.

matt straightened up and prepared to head out the door. "yeah, I'm matt. umm is ada alright?"

"she's fine. i mean a little wasted but functioning,"

"i'll come pick her up. i've got her location, i should be there in ten minutes,"

barzy put adelaide's phone in her bag and hung it over his shoulder. "addy, matt's on his way," he told the younger girl, holding a bottle of water to her lips.

despite some having families and significant others, they all waited to ensure that adelaide got home safe even if that meant they walked across the city for her.

the sounds of matt's jeep alerted the crowd and the boy pulled up as close as possible before stepping out.

adelaide smiled at the sight of her boyfriend. she pushed away from her teammate and stumbled into matt's arm, the boy catching his girlfriend.

"matty, look this one and this one has the same name as you!" she exclaimed, pointing at the other two.

matt smiled at adelaide's teammates and fixed his grip around her waist. "come on ada, let's get you in the car and then I'll run you a bath when we get home,"

adelaide’s teammates looked at one another and then at how comfortable the girl was. “bye friends! i’m gonna miss you,” she shouted out the car door.

“is that?” one of the guys asked as they watched the couple drive away.

“yup,” barzy replied.

“with ..”

“we all pretend we don’t know until she tells us,” anders lee told the group before they split.

[sweetestcaptainhughes]

the order of which this series will be written has not yet been decided. New segments will be updated on Sundays. the segment that will posted next you will know because the title will get revealed.

Is today a dark day? - Cole Caufield (depression)

For the first time since you started dating Cole, your depression seems to be coming back to kick you in the ass. Scared of how Cole will react, you do the only logical thing and pull away.

Quinn Hughes (ADHD)

Can you tell me what hurts? - John Marino (PCOS)

Always struggling with having a abnormal menstrual cycle, and doctors not seeming to care. It sort of became the norm for you to just not really know what's going on with your body. After meeting John, you were worried if he would get scared with how sick you really got so often and run. Or would he be the one to stick around and try to help you figure out what's wrong?

Jack Hughes (OCD) (requested)

What are you trying to say? - Trevor Zegras (Dyslexia)

In the talking stage with Trevor Zegras you're not sure how his joking personality will respond to your struggles that you have with being an adult with dyslexia, especially since it doesn't affect you how media expects it to.

Why do you think that? - Nico Hischier (Body Dysmorphia)

Y/N was happy with Nico, he made her feel like the most beautiful girl in the world. But what happens when an old friend of Y/N visits and they start looking back on old pictures. Or how does Nico handle Y/N pushing away when her body dysmorphia seems to finally catch up to her after so long of it being pushed to the back of her mind.

Brock Boeser (Anxiety)

Matthew Tkachuk (PTSD)

Luke Hughes (Binge Eating) (requested)

Auston Matthews (Anemia) (requested)

Borderline Personality Disorder (player undecided) (requested)

I am open to the idea of adding players and different disorders or health issues to this list if you have any ideas please send in an ask.

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Half as Good as You

~Half as Good as You by Tom Odell feat. Alice Merton~

Author's Note: Cole is so pretty. as always italics are flashbacks Summary: Cole and Y/N rekindle their relationship Warnings: none? Word Count: 2,094 Cole Caufield x fm!reader

It had been four months since they went their separate ways. He swore she was the one. She was everything that he’s ever wanted. She was funny, kind, beautiful, and the life of the party. 

They remained friends, maybe that was the first problem. It was nearly impossible to try to get over the relationship when their friendship was so perfect. He moved out of the apartment but they still saw each other a few times during the week. 

Maybe she was the one, maybe she is his soulmate. But he couldn’t give her anything she wanted. At least right now. He wanted to treat her right and he wasn’t in the right place mentally to do that. She respected it, reluctantly wanting to help him but she wanted to respect his decision. 

It was late, he was supposed to be up for morning skate by six and it was one in the morning. He was staring at their old photos together. He kept a collection on his phone with a simple green heart attached to it. Green was her favorite color. He hasn’t touched his green suit since they broke up. He fears it’s bad luck now. 

He scrolled to the top of the photo collection. A photo he secretly took the first time they ever went out together.

He took her to an aquarium for their first date. He didn’t know why that idea came into his head but he was so glad he thought of it. He wasn’t even paying attention to the fish or the sharks. He was so infatuated with the way she was watching everything with utmost attention.

They were standing over the starfish area. It was open, allowing people to put their hands into the water. He watched as she curled her hands over the glass, leaning forward trying to get a better look of each starfish inside. Her eyes widened as she bit her bottom lip excitedly. 

Cole’s lips curled upward softly as he scanned her frame. He slowly pulled his phone from his pocket, sliding to open the camera. He glanced towards her, making sure she didn't catch him. 

She brushes a few pieces of hair away from her face, her overjoyed features becoming more in view. He quickly snapped a photo before he put his phone back into his pocket. He took a cautious step towards her, hesitantly resting his hand on the center of her back. Leaning closer to her, she tilted her head up, meeting his gaze.

She smiled widely as her eyes squinted slightly as she looked into his light blues eyes.  He scanned her features as he felt his heart tighten as he continued to meet her gaze. His eyes slowly scanned down towards her lips. He lifted his gaze to meet her eye once more.

“Can I kiss you?” he asked quietly but bluntly. His eyes widened as he shook his head slightly, “That was really forward I’m-”

She lifted her hand and rested it onto his chest and nodded. He smiled nervously before he leaned towards her urgently. Kissing her passionately as if it was the last thing he’s ever going to do. 

He clenched his jaw at the memory, wishing he could kiss her lips one more time. But he knows that he can’t ask her. He continued to scroll through the images, remembering each moment and each photo vividly. 

Each date photo, photos of them cuddling on the couch, photos of any time she looked gorgeous and she didn’t believe it. A folder of photos to remind her that she’s stunning and that’s how he sees her.

His new apartment felt cold. It was too modern for what they wanted when they apartment hunted together. It was white and practically empty. He had furniture to fill up the empty space but no decorations. 

He preferred to simply exist in that space without her instead of living. Any time they would hang out, it was usually in public to avoid any mistakes from happening. But he knows from the time they’ve FaceTimed the apartment still looks the same as it did when they decorated it together. 

He’s not a quiet guy. Any person that’s known him for longer than five minutes could make that assessment. But he has never spent so much time in silence before. 

Every meal of the day would be spent in silence as he would just stare towards his phone, watching some video to occupy his time. He started FaceTiming her whenever he would eat, trying to remember the times before.

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It was late as she was scrolling throug her Snapchat memories. She was rewatching the videos she took of Cole the entire time they were together. The videos were mainly him goofing off and trying to make her laugh. The background of the videos were always filled with her laughter. 

The other videos were simple ones that would get him chirped in the locker room. He was a cuddler. He loved cuddling more than anything in the world. Half her memories were filled with his entire body completely submerging her own.

She hovered over a particular video she’s avoided. It was the last week before he broke up with her.

His body was laying on top of hers. His head rested on her chest as he ran his hands up and down her side. He was rambling on about how his shoulder was acting up and how he needed the All-Star break to rest up. How grateful he was to have her in his life. 

Before she started the video he was silent for a while, thinking. She now knows what he was thinking about. Her heart breaks a little every time she thinks back to that moment. From that moment on he never acted the same. Became distant and found it impossible to communicate. Something they thrived in.

She ran her hand across her lips.

“I’m not sure, I’m ready for a relationship,” she muttered as they walked slowly down the hallway towards her apartment, the apartment she once shared with Cole. The man nodded as he continued walking at her pace. 

“I mean, this was really lovely and I’m so glad I decided to go with you,” she paused as she showed him her apartment door and stopped short. He towered over her, something she wasn’t used to. He was several inches taller than her. He furrowed his eyebrows harshly as he scanned her features. “I just think it’s too early to start dating again,” she let out while tilting her head to the side.

He nodded as he took a small step towards her. She glanced down towards his shoes, taking note of the purple color. A frown formed on her lips before she met his gaze. 

Suddenly he took a hold of her face and began kissing her. She froze for a few seconds before she started kissing him back. In more of a polite gesture than anything. She pulled away, smiled towards him before she spun around and unlocked her apartment door.

Turning around she met his gaze, “Thank you for tonight,” she mumbled before she snuck inside without giving him an option of stepping inside. She shut the door behind her and turned the lock quickly. 

Leaning her body against the door, she shut her eyes harshly. Her cheeks heated up as she felt her stomach drop. It felt like she cheated. The whole night felt wrong, everything should’ve been with Cole. It should’ve been with him. She hasn’t felt another man’s lips on hers in years, it felt wrong.

She pressed her lips together, trying to remember what it was like to kiss Cole instead of the other man, who’s now blocked on several different platforms. She checked the time on her watch, taking note that Cole would probably be asleep but she wanted to hear his voice. 

She pulled up his contact, staring at his contact photo for a few seconds. It was a selfie he took on her phone of him sticking his tongue out to the side while fighting off a smirk. She chuckled to herself at the memory she brought the phone to her ear, hearing it ring.

She only waited three rings before he answered. “Hey,” he muttered quietly, as if he hadn't spoken in several hours. She smiled as she shut her eyes, his voice felt like a warm blanket covering her frame.

“I kissed someone,” she let out, furrowing her eyebrows. Cole went quiet as he contemplated on how to reply. “I don’t even know why I’m telling you,” she let out again as she stared towards the ceiling. She watched as the ceiling fan slowly spun. “That’s a lie, I do know,” she said, her voice breaking as she spoke. 

She got teary eyed as she blinked rapidly.

“Hey, it’s okay, you don’t owe me an explanation. It’s not like we’re together anymore,” he let out, nonchalantly but the heartache he felt said otherwise.

“It’s not okay, it’s not,” she mumbled, “It was a kiss that I didn’t even want but it felt like I was cheating on you,” she muttered as she ran her hand across her chin. 

“But you’re not,” he said, quietly. It pained him to say it but it was true. 

It was quiet for a few seconds as they listened to each other breathe. She wiped a tear that slipped out of her eye. 

“I don’t want to be with anyone else, Cole,” she let out, trying not to sound like she was crying but he could tell. He could always tell when she was in pain. “I don’t think I can find someone half as good as you,” she mumbled. 

He tilted his head back, clenching his jaw harshly because he believed the same thing. There was not a single person that could match who he wanted in a relationship. “You will find someone better,” he muttered as he felt his eyes tear up. He cleared his throat, “You’ll find someone who will be able to give you all the time in the world. You-you know I can’t do that, Baby,” 

“Is this really what you want? Us just being friends?” she asked.

Of course it wasn’t what he wanted. “I want you, of course, but-”

“There’s no but,” she interrupted. “Stop telling me what’s good for me,” she mumbled, “Do you think I would’ve been with you all this time, if I didn’t think I could handle it? Or if you could handle it?” she questioned. 

“I feel like I’m hurting you,” he mumbled, “With me being gone all the time,” he let out, he was shuffling on his end of the phone. She wasn’t sure what was happening. 

“You’re not at all, Cole. You’re living your dream, that's all I could ever want.” she mumbled. He hung up the phone after she said that. She pulled the phone away from her ear, frustratingly staring at the phone. She dropped her phone beside her as she wiped her hands across her cheeks. The tears no longer drenching her skin. 

After another fifteen minutes, she started drifting off to sleep to try and forget the conversation she just had. She laid with her eyes shut, wishing to sleep when she heard loud bangs against her front door. 

She sat up quickly before she climbed out of the bed. She jogged out of her bedroom towards the front door. She skipped over the different plants and shoes scattered throughout the living room before she managed to reach the front door.

She peeked her eye through the peep hole to see Cole standing outside of her door. She quickly unlocked the door and pulled it open. He lifted his gaze from the floor and met her gaze. 

He scanned her features urgently, his gaze landing on her lips multiple times. He took a step towards her and took a hold of her head as he kissed her urgently. She stood frozen for only a second before she wrapped her arms around his neck. 

She stumbled backwards guiding him into the apartment. “What does this mean?” she asked as she pulled away, breathless. Her lips still hovering against his. 

“I don’t know,” he let out, as he kissed her again as he took a hold of her thighs and lifted her up. She wrapped her legs around his waist. “Just don’t go kissing other guys anymore,” he mumbled. A dry chuckle left her throat as he guided her towards the bedroom down the hall.

[theywantedplayer]

ok but like imagine your a hughes sister and ur secretly dating cole caufield and then your all at the lake house and Cole’s banging you and every-time u make a noise Cole’s like ‘ you wouldn’t want ur brothers hearing this would you’

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This was asked early today but I just LOVED the idea so i did it today. I love asks like this

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You knew Cole coming over to the lake house this off season was a bad idea, you were excited to see your boyfriend but you didn't want to get caught. Your brother’s would kill you and Cole if they found out you've been dating for 5 months.

You, your brother and Cole just got off the boat and you all went to get changed. Cole went into his room and shut the door only for him to open it a second later to check in the hallway to make sure there were no Hughes brother’s in sight. And when he saw none he ran across the hall into your room and when he opened the door you had your back towards him only in your bikini bottoms.

“Next time fucking knock” you curse out thinking it was one off your brothers

“Chill baby its just your very sexy boyfriend” Cole jokes Making you turn to face him

You were covering your chest with your arms, Cole had one Intention when he opened the door  and you being already shirtless really helped him out. He leaned in and kissed you softly. He stared at you for a second like he was thinking. He pulled you into a rough kiss grabbing you by the jaw.

You moaned at his roughness. When you were on the boat you couldn’t sit beside Cole because if you did you knew he was going to touch you so all that Piled up and it was overflowing now.

He pushed you onto your bed and quickly attached his lips back to your jaw

“Cole no marks” you warned

He hummed in response, he knew the rules. Don't get him wrong he loved being able to hang out with the Hughes brothers but he couldn't wait to go back to Montreal and be able to do whatever he wanted with you.

You felt Cole’s hands move your Bikini bottoms to side

“I hate to say this but we gotta be Quick” You warned, knowing your brothers were either down stairs or just across the hall.

You heard Cole’s swim shorts hit the floor, you bit your lip knowing what came next. Cole pumped his cock A couple of times before he pushed into you. You gasped as you felt his thick cock push into you. Your nails digging into his forearms. Cole was standing at the end of the bed and you had your legs wrapped around his waist.

“Fuck C-cole” you moaned 

“Yea baby you like that?” he teased making your stomach flutter

As Cole pounded into you his other hand started to play with your tit’s, pinching and squeezing at whatever he could. Making you whine and moan. He loved the way your tits bounced when he pushed into you and the way you moaned. He loved the fact your brother and his best friends were downstairs  and the rise was high off getting caught.

He knew how bad you wanted it, being stuck on that stupid boat all day not being able to touch you, when your tit’s were shiny from sweat and the sun hit them just right the way they bounced when you walked to the cooler to get a beer. Fuck he Couldn't do it anymore.

You ran your hands over your chest and grabbed Cole’s hand and held it, he turned you into a moaning mess.

“you wouldn’t want ur brothers hearing this would you” Cole teased

You just moaned in response. Cole used this other hand to chrome down and play with your clit making you whimper being close to cum.

“Oh god Cole don't stop please-not stop” You pleaded 

“Oh baby I won't” he smirked 

He leaned down to pull you into a kiss Silencing your moans, as much as he loved the Adrenaline Rush of getting caught he didn't want too and you were getting a little too loud. Cole could tell you were cumming by the way your legs shook around his waist. As you came Cole moved faster trying to catch his high.

“Fuck,fuck,fuck” he said “Where y/n where?”

“On my tit’s, Cum on my tit please” you answered

You whined when you felt Cole pull out and cum on your tit’s. You bit your lip at the sight off Cole’s head hung back and jerked himself off onto your tit’s. When he looked down at you he took a mental note to remember this, fuck you looked good like this. He leaned down and kissed you softly.

“Round two in the shower?” he asked smirking 

“Again?” you asked 

“I wanna fuck you in every room in this goddamn house”

[starsandhughes]

Penalty Box Series— Imagines Edition: Best Friend Number Twos

request: “Sissy and Cole! Okay so, Cole just goes dibs one day? Like rocks up to the lake house of even to Anaheim and is basically like *scoop up sissy* "I'm borrowing this. Mental health day bye." And everyone is like can he do that? That's an option?”

warnings: cursing, we*d (underage)

word count: 1.3k

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a/n: when i tell y’all idk timeline of their life, i mean that shit. ik alex lived with them at some point (from what i put together from context clues) and trevor said he lived with them at one point (idk if that’s separate from the 5 weeks) but this is DIY timeline so trevor isn’t living with them but he visits a lot bc he’s dating sissy (duh) during NTDP days

ps i high key hate this and i am so sorry but every time i hate something it does well soooo here it is :) lmk what you think (i wrote in inebriated)

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Sunday afternoons tended to be the calmest of all the days of the week. It was mainly spent with catching up on homework assignments, running errands, or just relaxing on the couch with your boyfriend, Jack, and Luke. Today was one of those days.

“Sissy, I love you, and if you weren’t Quinny’s entire world, you’d be mine. But I am—“

“Why can’t I be both of your entire worlds?” you cut him off. Jack tilted his head and gave you a ‘really?’ look, “Shut up, nobody asked you. Anyways, as I was saying, I love you, but I do not want to watch Catching Fire again.”

“But you love it!” you whined.

“Yes, but I don’t want to watch it every week! I don’t care how in love with Finnick you are, I’m picking the movie,” Jack stated. You crossed your arms and pouted, “Fine. Cars?”

Jack sighed and slammed his head down on the arm of the couch, “fucking dammit, fine!”

You cheered and fell into Trevor in celebration when the doorbell rang. Jack got up to open the door, “Oh hey! What are you doing here? Come on in.”

You and Trevor looked over and saw Cole entering the house. You both perked up and smiled at his arrival, “Cole!”

Trevor stood up to greet his friend in one of their weird handshakes they refuse to let you in on, “Hey! Whatcha doing here, buddy?”

Instead of answering immediately, Cole voted to just pick you up right off the couch and into his arms.

“I’m taking her,” Cole stated as if it were the most obvious thing int the world.

Jack, Luke, and Trevor all exchanged confused glances.

“Can he do that?” Trevor asked.

“Well, none of us are Quinn,” Luke said perplexed.

“Can I ask why you’re taking Sissy?” Jack turned to Cole, who was slowly walking to the door to keep conversation.

“I’ve been stressed, so I thought a Y/N day would solve all my problems,” Cole answered. “It works out great for you guys, I thought I’d give it a try.

“She is good at that,” Jack agreed. “Is this just a thing now? We can take her wherever?”

“Not when I’m—“

“With Quinn! Yeah, yeah, we know,” Jack interrupted.

Cole started walking closer to the door with you still i’m his arms. You situated yourself so that your legs were wrapped around his waist and your arms wrapped around his neck.

“Cole! Where are you taking her?!” Trevor shouted at his best friend.

“Anywhere she wants!”

“Can we come?”

“I can’t have a detox with Y/N day with her brothers and boyfriend hanging around!” Cole called out while he opened the front door.

“Bring her back by 6 for dinner!” Jack told him. You saluted him and allowed yourself to be carried out the door to Cole’s car.

“Alright, Caufield. You got 5 hours with me, what’s your game plan?” you asked as you placed your elbow on the middle console to prop your head up to look at him.

“I thought I’d take you out to lunch and then back to my dorm for some video games and maybe smoke a little?” Cole answered.

You quirked and eyebrow, “Where did you acquire bud?”

Instead of answering, Cole reached into his pocket and held up a disposable pen.

“That’s not smoking,” you rolled your eyes.

“Do you want it or not?”

You snatched it out of his hand and inhaled, relaxing back into your seat on the exhale.

“Good?” Cole smiled.

“Hella.”

Cole took you to Chipotle, which you both voted to take it back to Cole’s room to eat so he could rant. You sat perpendicular to the head of his bed and had him lay his head down in your lap so you could play with his hair as he spoke. Most of it was stress handling school and hockey practice four days a week, plus games. Other parts of it was little things, such as missing home and a much comfier bed.

“What if once a week we all get together and do assignments together? And we can get you a comfier mattress topper for your bed to try and make it comfier, and I’d have to ask mom but maybe you can stay in Quinn’s room every once in a while. I sleep in his bed all the time when I miss him so I can confirm it is a top notch bed to sleep in,” you said.

“How do I know if it’s actually top notch or if you just miss your best friend so much you gaslit yourself into liking it?” Cole inquired.

“Do you really think Ellen would let her favorite child sleep on an uncomfortable bed?”

“Good point,” he laughed.

This started to make Cole feel better, so you both decided it was time to play some video games and get a little high for further nerve easing.

“Cole-Baby,” you said after a hit, “it’s time to go.”

“One more round,” he said.

“Uh huh, you are not ten and I am not your mother that you bargain with. Rap it up, pretty boy.”

Cole turned off the game and looked over at you smirking, “you think I’m pretty?”

“I think it got you to turn the game off,” you smirked back and kissed his cheek as you stood up.

You spent the entire car ride practically inhaling water. It won’t sober you up completely, but it’ll ease it. It wasn’t the first time you’d come home a little high, and it certainly won’t be the last, so you didn’t worry. Plus, it wasn’t bud.

You skipped through the door and jumped on top of your boyfriend on the couch when you and Cole walked in.

“Trevy!” you screamed.

“Well hello to you, too, Princess,” Trevor laughed.

“Kiss,” you said, lifting your head up. Trevor gave you a small kiss, since you didn’t like to put on a show when your entire family was around.

Jack eyed you suspiciously. You knew he was onto you, so you snapped twice to signal ‘yes, I am high’ so that he could help cover for you if need be, which was hardly ever needed. He, however, needed it frequently, which is why you two created the signal.

“What was that?” Trevor asked.

“Hugheslepathy. We’ve been over this,” you stated as if it were obvious.

“As your newly declared best friend I would like in on this Hugheslepathy signals,” Cole said.

Everyone looked at him as if he were crazy.

“Buddy, Quinn’s her best friend,” Trevor said.

“Since she was 6,” Luke added.

“They’re Hugheslepathy is so much crazier than ours that I don’t even understand it,” Jack said.

“Plus, I’m your best friend,” Trevor finished the back and forth.

“You can have more than one best friend!” Cole exclaimed.

“Clearly, you haven’t been around Sissy and Quinn enough,” Jack laughed. “They’re a different breed of best friend.”

“You can be best friend number two, Coley, but only if I’m yours!” you exclaimed as you sat up.

“Alright, I’ll settle for number two best friend,” Cole laughed. “Shall we legalize it?”

“We shall,” you nodded. You held out your pinky finger to Cole and he looped his around it and you shook hands. “That’s a pink promise! It’s legally binding!”

Cole smiled and agreed with you.

“Dinner’s ready!” Ellen called out.

Jack walked by you as you got up, “How bad?”

“I barely feel it,” you answered. “My best friend number two does not have strong stuff.”

Cole came up behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist, “Last time I share with you, then.”

You gasped and escaped out of his hold, “We’re best friend number twos! That means something!”

“Best friend number twos?” Ellen asked. “What about Quinn?”

“That’s why Cole’s number two, Mom,” you laughed.

Ellen smiled at Cole, “Best friend number two, huh? That’s a big role to fill. Are you ready for it?”

Cole slung his arm around you, “I think I can handle it.”

[itsjusthockey]

Road Trip - Cole Caufield

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“Is six packs of gummy worms really necessary?”

Cole glances your way, feigning an offended expression. “Please don’t question the snack choices. I've had extensive training in snack procurement, and I'm highly qualified for this job."

You let out a snort, rolling your eyes at the drama Queen, and finish throwing the rest of the snacks in the car. You’re almost packing everything away when a familiar bright green package catches your eye.

“You hate these.” You grab the big bag of Warheads and shake them slightly at Cole

He does a once-over of the candy and shrugs his shoulders. “I do, but you don’t.”

A small smile spreads across your lips. Though you’d never tell, it’s the little things like this that he remembers that make warmth spreads in your body.

You bump his shoulder slightly as you move next to him, helping him grab his bags of hockey gear and loading them into the already full car.

“Okay, we got everything?”

It’s more a question for yourself than for Cole; he has a terrible memory; you both know it, so you’re in charge of ensuring you both survive this road trip.

"I think so,” Cole confirms with a satisfied nod. The car is loaded with snacks, drinks, and all the necessary gear for your trip to the infamous Hughes Lake House.

“All right, let’s go. I got four episodes of unsolved mysteries waiting for us.”

In mere minutes you’re pulled out of the driveway and on the open road. You’re listening to your favorite podcast and watching as the miles pass, and you couldn’t be happier.

You get precisely fifteen minutes into the drive with your best friend when he turns the volume down, grabbing your full attention.

“Are you excited?” He quickly glances at you, then back to the road.

“Of course I am.”

You offer him a smile, but when he glances your way, he doesn’t seem too convinced.

“Are you sure?”

You know that Cole knows you better than almost anyone in the world, so trying to lie to him won’t work, especially when you’re in the same confined space for the next few hours.

“Okay…a little nervous, but that’s because they’re all your hockey friends. I’ve never met the other two to the big three, and I’m just a little unsure if they’ll like me.”

Cole glances at you, his expression softening. He reaches over and squeezes your hand reassuringly. "Hey, they're going to love you. You're amazing, and in two seconds, they’ll be stealing all your attention away from me.”

A laugh spills out from your lips, and you take a deep breath, feeling the tension melt away as his words wash over you. "

“And I know the guys can be a lot, but Jacks's girlfriend is dying to meet you.”

Suddenly an enormous weight is taken off your shoulders, knowing she’ll be there. You’d only ever heard stories about her from Cole, but from what you know, you think you’ll be great friends.

“Thank god, that makes me feel better already.”

Cole chuckles, his eyes crinkling with amusement. "See, nothing to worry about. Besides, you're not just my plus-one; they all basically know you.”

You raise an eyebrow at him, “how’s that?”

“I talk about you all the time.”

His words warm your heart, and you lean into his reassuring presence. "Aww, you love me so much."

He flashes you a grin, his eyes sparkling with affection. "Yeah yeah, don’t tell anyone, though; I have a reputation to maintain.”

With a renewed sense of excitement and the weight of nervousness lifted, you both settle back into the comfort and grab some snacks, watching the miles tick by. You can’t help but feel excited about the upcoming week. You know it will be fun, and you’re also excited to spend time with Cole.

You really only had one goal for this summer. One simple goal. Make Cole fall for you just as hard as you’re falling for him.

[luvhughes43]

The Boy Trap Prt 3 | Luke Hughes x reader

summary: Hmmm how about the twins going to the lake house and Jack can also tell them apart and is flirting (friendly flirting/joking around) with Hallie and the boys are like 👁️👄👁️ that's your brothers girl when obviously it’s not??

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the boy trap masterlist🌷

you spent most of your summer at the hughes lake house in Michigan, because your twin Hallie, was doing a summer internship in Toronto and was gone most of the time anyways, so you didn’t go straight home after the semester ended.

Therefore, none of the boys at the lake house, aside from the Hughes brothers, knew you were a twin. They just thought you had a sister named Hallie who was coming to stay for a few days at the lake house. 

You and Luke were still asleep, so instead of waiting for you to wake up, Hallie decided to just go and introduce herself to the boys that were sitting on the back porch. Her flight got in late last night, so she didn't get the chance to meet any of the guys yet. however, she has meet the Hughes brothers on multiple occasions.

“Morning!” Hallie said as she slid open the sliding door and made her way onto the porch. It was full of guys, and there were no available spots to sit. “Morning y/n” Trevor responded and Hallie just smiled. She wasn't sure if the boy just thought she was y/n, or if Trevor just genuinely didn't have an idea that she and y/n were twins. 

“Hey, you can come sit on my lap if you want” Jack smirked up at Hallie from where he lounged and the rest of the guys, minus Quinn, looked at Jack in shock. “Jack…” Cole Caufield trailed off with a confused look on his face. “Jack wtf thats y/n?” Trevor basically yelled. "y/n as in your younger brothers girlfriend y/n" Trevor continued, shocked that Jack would hit on his brother's girlfriend.

“Hey guys whats up?” you said as you walked into the unfolding scene. 

“WHAT THE HELL?” Trevor screamed standing up, he pointed an accusatory finger back and forth between you and Hallie, and then to Jack. Hallie, Jack, and y/n all laughed at Trevors gaping mouth that was sure to catch flies.

“I am so confused right now…” Cole whispered as Trevor started ranting about aliens taking over the Hughes house. 

“Trevor, Hallies my twin!” you laughed, effectively cutting off Trevors long winded rant. He looked like a mixture of shock and confusion.

Luke walked out of the house and wrapped his arms around you. he pulled you into his chest, and rested his head atop yours. 

“LUKE DID YOU KNOW ABOUT THIS?” Trevor was shouting again. “about what?” Luke asked sleepily. “That your girlfriend has a twin? Duh?”

“yeah obviously” Luke replied moveing his head to nuzzle against your shoulder, making you giggle. 

“Oh well thank god because we thought jack was flirting with your girl for a second there” Alex Turcotte piped up from his seat beside Jack. 

“You were flirting with Hallie? There's no way… Luke tell your brother to stay away from my sister” you said turning your body to face Luke. “Jack don't flirt with Hallie” Luke said half heartedly as he turned you back around and placed his head back against your neck. 

"so what are everyone's plans for the day?" Quinn asked trying to get out of this situation. he didn't want to hear Jack flirt with anyone, and he definitely didn't want to hear anymore of Trevors rants.

"no actually lets circle back to Jack flirting with me! I think we could come up with an arrangement or something-"

"NO! ENOUGH!" you yelled at your twin cutting her off, effectively waking Luke up. "we can't look alike and date brothers there's just no way" you groaned while pulling Lukes arms back around your waist.

"I don't know i think it could be kind of fun"

"Jack shut up!" you and Luke both said at the same time.

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hallie: the girls are back😎

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y/nuser: dont ever leave again.

bestiegirl: okay now come back to me!

jackhughes: can the one on the left in the first pic give me her number?

y/nuser: NO STAY AWAY!!! SHOO!

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y/nuser: my summer so far🌊📸🫂

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hallie: wow i dont even get a dedicated post… i see how it is !

hallie: what happened to our mary k and ashley posts💔

y/nuser: IM SORRY IM SORRY IM POSTING IT NOW

lhughes_06: so happy youre here

y/nuser: i love you💗

lhughes_06: i love u more❤️

trevorzegras: simp🤮

jackhughes: k so about your sister…

y/nuser: this is my nightmare.

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y/nuser: twin is back and shes flirting with my bfs brother🧍‍♀️

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hallie: awww thank u for this lovely dedicated post sister!❤️

y/nuser: 😐

bestiegirl: if she dates jack does that mean i get to date quinn?

y/nuser: neither of u are dating them pls stop this madness😭

jackhughes: once again im asking if-

y/nuser: STOP PLEASE STOP THIS!😭😭🙏

[dmercer91]

nhlers as ultra specific things

this is basically a list of nd lore as nhler hcs

cause it makes them feel more human and i feel like that’s a good thing

pls add on or feel free to challenge my choice of player <3

michael bunting bites his nails

matthew tkachuk messes with his eyebrows and eyelashes

luke hughes picks at scabs and acne

dawson mercer pokes his tongue out when he’s focused

nico hischier picks at his nails

trevor zegras plays with a rubber band when he’s unsure

mitch marner tells stories and forgets the point

mark estapa chews on his hoodie strings

rutger mcgroarty zones out so hard he doesn’t catch what people say to him

freddie andersen cracks his knuckles when he’s uncomfortable

william nylander picks at / messes with the cuffs on his long sleeve shirts

john gibson doesn’t like eye contact but makes a point of doing it in case he seems rude 

seamus casey says ‘huh?’ only to properly answer a question without it being repeated

jamie drysdale doesn’t like it when his food touches

elias pettersson shuts down when he’s overwhelmed

jack hughes scrolls on his phone with his mouth over the caps of his water bottles

andrei svechnikov jumbles english and russian when he’s flustered

pyotr kochetkov gets migraines

auston matthews hates his laugh

john marino thinks he’s the king of sarcasm but misses most sarcastic comments

cole caufield has a hard time reading when it’s his turn to speak and often cuts people off or misses his window

tage thompson responds to compliments with an extremely awkward grin and an enthusiastic thumbs up

owen power pushes up his glasses only to find out they’re not even on his face

ryan graves has a good singing voice but his voice will absolutely never see the light of day

sidney crosby smiles and nods when he could not have less of a clue what’s going on

rasmus sandin consistently trips over his own feet

dougie hamilton often says ‘thanks, you too’ when a non hockey player tells him he played well

ethan edwards wanders off mid conversation if he hasn’t spoken in a while without even realizing

arber xhekaj complains consistently about one thing and when he’s given a completely reasonable solution he refuses the advice

kent johnson draws on his arms

gavin brindley has a really niche/uncommon skill and is completely baffled when others are impressed

alex turcotte struggles doing groceries cause he’ll only buy what he’s currently craving

timothy liljegren has a good memory but only because he can associate things he needs to remember to the absolute most random third party aspect ever

connor mcdavid will enter a room with a task to complete and stand in the doorway buffering cause he can’t remember what it was

leon draisaitls hands are always cold

logan cooleys room is really messy but he can remember that he has a pack of gum in his black sweatpants that are on the far left corner of his floor under the red shirt. if the gum is moved to an appropriate place for gum it will never be touched again

connor bedard laughs at really bad jokes out of pity (or cause he doesn’t get it and he feels like he should)

quinn hughes has no social battery unless he’s with his person - in which case he is on crack

[puck-luck]

frat fever | cole caufield

warnings: use of Y/N, situationship, deffo gaslighting from the frat boy (realism), fingering, hickeys, PROTECTED p in v (first time ever on this account fr), mentions of STDs and cheating (but is it technically cheating?) pairing: frat boy!cole caufield x fem!reader summary: frat cole frat cole frat cole!! dear cole caufield, please give me a chance, i wish i had met you at the pike house like y/n did wc: 3189

You had kept yourself together pretty well, all things considered. You were used to Cole leaving you on delivered, only replying to keep up your snap streak. During the weekend, things were different– Cole would reach out first, always late at night and always searching for one thing. You weren’t delusional. You know the terms of your relationship.

You tell Cole about your day, and Cole only cares about you on the weekend, when he strikes out at the Pike tailgate ahead of the football game and doesn’t manage to find a girl at the bar after the game is over. 

It’s the perfect situationship. You’re annoyed, but not mad enough to break things off. Cole makes up for his typical frat behavior by folding your laundry when he comes over and falling asleep wrapped around you, but never complaining when you wake him up and kick him out. It works. 

So you can’t really explain why you’re marching over to the Pike house now, phone in your hand, frown on your face. On your phone lies the proof that your relationship isn’t as exclusive as Cole pledged it was last weekend– a picture of him dancing up on a girl, light-up cowboy hat on his head. In fact, he had told you that he couldn’t go out last weekend because he had some family thing, and you had believed him. 

Now, it was clear that he lied: both about going home for the weekend, and about only wanting to fuck you.

You rap on the door of the frat house and it swings open. One of the boys from Cole’s pledge class opens the door, surprise written all over his face. 

“Y/N?” Jack asks. “What are you doing here?”

“Where’s Cole?” You demand, pushing past him. You’re now in the foyer of the house, surprisingly clean and quiet for a Monday morning.

“He’s in his room, geez,” Jack replies, sounding annoyed. “You don’t have to come in here all mad.”

You don’t reply, just turning on your heel and marching down the hall. You’ve been to Cole’s room plenty of times. You’ve pestered him for bathroom privileges at parties, always ending up sneaking away with him to have a quickie when he relents. 

You walk through Cole’s bedroom door without knocking, seething a little bit.

“Y/N,” Cole greets, jumping in surprise. “What the fuck?”

“You said you weren’t fucking anyone else,” You accuse, tossing your phone at his chest. “What the fuck is that, then, huh?”

Cole scrambles, holding your phone up so he can take in the picture. He pales a little bit, but catches himself and brushes it off. “We were just dancing.”

“Just dancing,” you repeat, laughing sarcastically. “So why did you tell me you were going out of town this past weekend? To see family? I’d hate if you were dancing on family like that, you lying shit.”

“Whoa,” Cole laughs. “Dude, you’re freaking out. My plans changed. I didn’t realize I had to clear them with you, Mother.”

You nearly growl. Your hands itch to reach out and slap him, furious and frustrated. He always has the most biting, annoying response to your statements, making them sound irrational and crazy. You hate feeling irrational and crazy. 

Of course Cole is a grown man, he doesn’t have to clear his plans with you. You feel silly for barging in and implying that that’s what you want at all. He’s also a frat boy– a dedicated brother, considering how often he talks about the frat and wears his letters when you see him, so you shouldn’t have believed him when he said you were the only girl he wanted to fuck. Your arrangement is one out of convenience, not feelings. You’re teetering dangerously close on feelings territory, and this is just about sex.

“I told you I didn’t want you fucking other girls,” you say, doubling down. “I don’t want to get an STD from you.”

“I told you I’m not fucking other girls,” Cole replies, rolling his eyes. “You’re overreacting, baby. Come sit with me. We’ll watch a movie while you calm down.”

He pats the bed next to him, then puts his arm up over the pillows. He’s shirtless, just lounging about in his room, and your eyes are drawn to the smooth skin of his side. You know he’s been working out– he goes to the gym every day, usually sends you a snap in the mirror of the locker room. It’s really showing. You watch his muscles ripple when he sweeps his arm out.

It’s distracting you from just how annoying and bitchy he’s being. You don’t want to sit down with him, or watch a movie with him, and you certainly don’t want him to tell you to calm down.

“Baby,” Cole repeats, a pout on his face. “Don’t make me beg.”

You glare at him, but your resolve crumbles anyway. “Fine,” you mutter, climbing onto the bed next to Cole. You settle in, frown on your face and arms crossed against your chest. 

Cole’s arm falls over your shoulder and he tugs you into his side. “Where’s my sweet girl, huh?” He asks, patting your arm and shaking you a bit. “Why’re you being so mean?”

Why am I being mean? You want to scream. You’re the one sleeping with other people!

But at the same time, the other part of you is blushing and wiggling happily in her seat. ‘My’ sweet girl, he said.

You don’t reply, trying to keep the unimpressed look in your eyes as you stare at Cole. He cradles your face, then moves his hands so he’s boxing you in. He starts to rise up on his knees, hovering above you, and you shrink down to escape his closeness. You don’t go far, because Cole plants a knee between your thighs and effectively stops you from moving any further.

“I see how it is,” Cole says. “You’re jealous.”

“I am not!” You exclaim, planting a hand on Cole’s chest. Warm. Bare. Oh God.

Cole grins and he leans down to kiss your shoulder, then up your neck. You let out a breath at the sensation, your body relaxing beneath him. Your hands find his hair and you want to stroke your fingers through the strands, but you pull him away by his locks instead.

Cole growls playfully, removing your hands from his hair and holding your wrists above your head with one hand. “You’re jealous,” he repeats.

“I’m not,” You retort.

Cole talks over you. “You’re cute when you’re jealous, but you know I’m all yours.”

You frown, ready to retort. Cole rolls his hips down onto yours and the complaint evaporates in your mouth. 

“Do I need to remind you?” Cole asks. He’s teasing you, mocking you. “Did you forget that my dick only gets hard for you, baby?”

“Cole,” you warn, the last shred of your dignity marking the word.

He frowns, making his eyes big and sad. He brings his hand down and pushes your knees apart so he can really crowd into your space. He grinds down against your clothed cunt and relishes in the little sound that you make.

“I’m not fucking other girls,” Cole promises, and the illogical part of you believes him. 

It seals the deal. You feel like you’ve suddenly locked the logical part of your brain behind bars, in a soundproof room. 

Cole leans down for a kiss and the image fades from your mind. He captures your lips, waiting for you to respond before he slips his tongue into your mouth. When he pulls away, you follow. 

“There she is,” he coos. “My sweet girl. Want me to fuck you, make you feel good?”

“Yeah,” you breathe out.

“You missed me this weekend, didn’t you?” Cole asks, releasing your wrists so he can use both hands to raise your shirt. He pulls it over your head, then grabs one of your breasts, thumbing over your nipple. He bites his lip at the sight and you keen. “That’s why you stormed in here, all mad. You missed me.”

Pathetically, you nod. It seems like the right answer at the time– anything to keep Cole’s hands on you. 

Cole’s face breaks into a smile and you soak it in like a reward. “Sweetheart, all you had to do was send me a message and I would’ve been in your bed. You didn’t have to come all the way out here.”

“Shut up,” you groan, a little embarrassed at the pet name. “Just fuck me.”

“You can ask nicer than that,” Cole chides, pulling away from you. He pushes his shorts down, leaving him just in some tight boxer-briefs that have your mouth watering. “I know you have manners, Y/N.”

“Please, Cole,” you reply. It’s half-hearted at best. 

Cole hums, unimpressed. He slips your shorts down your legs and pets over your panties, just skimming his fingers over the fabric. “So wet for me, but you’re not acting like it. Why do you make things hard for me, baby?”

He dips his fingers into your panties, slicking up his digits with your wetness. He traces your hole, but doesn’t push in. He completely ignores your clit.

You whine, rolling your hips against his hand. He stills his palm against you, making you do all the work.

“Say you need my cock,” Cole commands, looking at you like you need his guidance, like you can’t function without him. “That’s all you need to say, and then I’ll touch you.”

“Cole,” you say, blushing red. 

He pushes the tip of his middle finger inside of you, then retreats. He repeats the action, filling you more with each dip into your heat. “Say it, baby. Tell me you need my cock and it’ll be all yours.”

Your hips twitch against his hand, his ring finger now starting to join his middle. He’s stretching you wide, staring into your eyes as he does it and taking in each heave of your breath. He kisses your temple, then brings his mouth down to your chest. His tongue swirls against your nipple, then sucks the whole thing into his mouth. He moans against you, his fingers curling inside of you.

“Fuck, Cole,” you moan, a hand finding his shoulder. 

“Mm?” Cole hums, looking up at you, and the vibrations against your nipple are almost too much.

“I need your cock,” you plead, arching your back and rolling your hips into his hand. Cole prompts you again, the heel of his hand stroking your clit. “Please, Cole, I need your cock inside of me. I need you to fuck me.”

“Good girl,” Cole praises, drawing his fingers out of your cunt. He licks them clean, giving you a show. It makes you whimper, remembering all the times when his tongue danced up and down your slit and flicked over your clit until you came. “I’m going to give you what you need, don’t worry.”

He tucks his fingers into his waistband and inches the briefs down. You nearly drool when his length is revealed, a dribble of precum leaking from his slit. Cole fists his cock, laughing as your eyes follow his movements, pumping up and down.

“You need it bad,” Cole observes, smirking. “But there seems to still be something in my way.”

He pointedly lowers his eyes to your core and you rush to remove your panties, a wet line of slick attaching itself to your thigh while you hurry to rid yourself of the scrap of fabric. Once the panties are on the other side of the room, you spread your legs wide, waiting for him to fill the space and press into you.

“So eager,” Cole chides. “Spread your lips, babe. I want to see my hole.”

You choke on a gasp, his possessive tone like a squeeze to your heart. You bring a hand down between your legs and pull your folds apart, clenching as the chill in the air hits your bare entrance.

Cole’s eyes fill with fire at the sight of you, pliant and obedient beneath him. There's a reason he keeps coming back to you, after all. 

But you also don’t trust him, and Cole can’t have that. He needs to punish you just a bit more.

“You’re so mean to me, Y/N,” he says conversationally, still stroking himself. 

You frown and shake your head. “No, I'm not.”

“Uh-huh,” Cole teases. He lists off the reasons. “You accuse me of fucking other girls, you think I'm going to give you an STD…”

He inches toward the edge of his bed, reaching for his bedside drawer.

“I didn't mean that,” you say, trying to salvage the situation.

Cole draws a condom out of the drawer and tears the wrapping. He rolls the rubber onto his member and you pout.

“None of that, baby,” Cole reprimands. “You're worried that I'm fucking other girls and I might give you something. I guess we have to be safe until I can run to the Student Health Center and get tested, right?”

You grumble an agreement, frowning more when Cole lets out a chuckle and crowds into your space.

He nudges his way under your neck and sucks a bruise there, something that you’ll have to cover up for your class the following morning. You realize and push him away, but Cole just traps your hands again and brings them back above your head. He continues to suck and lick over your neck, purpling the area.

With his other hand, he lines himself up with your dripping entrance. He pushes forward, groaning as your heat envelops him.

“So tight,” he praises against your neck. He kisses, then shifts forward another inch. “I love your pussy.”

Your eyes roll back into your head as he snaps his hips forward, burying the rest of himself inside of you. 

Cole sets a frantic pace, grunting and moaning in your ear as he chases the pleasure surrounding his cock. 

“How could I fuck other girls when I’ve got this perfect pussy,” Cole muses, the question coming out as more of a rhetorical statement. He thrusts forward, hard, making your jaw drop. “Only pussy I need, right, baby?”

“Uh-huh,” you agree, his cock bumping your g-spot with every thrust. Every other sound that falls from your lip is a moan or a whimper, but they’re bubbling up in your chest into something louder.

“And fuck, you love this cock,” Cole continues, biting his lip and concentrating on the bliss covering your features. “Nothing fills you quite like me? That’s why you were all jealous? You thought someone else was getting your dick?” His tone turns mocking, pitiful. “You just couldn’t stand the idea of someone else having me, is that it?”

“Yes,” you whine, repeating the word with each of his trusts. You agree over and over again, barely aware of what he’s saying. His pleasure is consuming you, tending to a fire in your stomach that’s almost out of control. You yelp when Cole’s thumb comes down on your clit, rubbing in harsh circles, but the yelp turns into a wanton keen. “Cole, fuck, I’m close.”

“Gonna scream my name when you come, baby?” Cole asks, then kisses your lips. He pulls back, the hand not rubbing your clit bundled in the pillow next to your head for leverage. “Let the whole house know who’s fucking you this good?”

“Cole,” you wail, clutching his wrist to ground yourself.

“A little louder, sweet girl,” Cole encourages, nudging your nose against his and panting into your mouth. “Tell ‘em who you belong to.”

Your chest lifts off the bed involuntarily and you cry out, a garbled version of Cole’s name mixed with the high-pitched moan signaling your release. It’s Cole’s favorite sound that you make, and most of the time, he rewards you by spilling inside of you.

He’s forced to spill his seed in the condom, groaning and stuttering above you as he does so. You feel oddly empty, even though you can feel him twitching inside of you as his come fills the condom. 

Cole’s thrusts slow and eventually stop, his hooded eyes meeting yours. His bottom lip drops from his teeth and it curves with a smile, dipping to catch yours. He draws out while kissing you. Eventually he rolls away and pinches the tip of the condom, removing it. He ties it off and launches it toward his trash can– and makes it.

He brightens, looking back at you to make sure you saw it. 

“Kobe,” you tease, and Cole laughs.

He wipes you down with one of the shirts on his bedroom floor, tossing the item towards the laundry hamper when he’s done. He doesn’t even shoot for the basket, just aims in the general direction. He kisses up your chest and sucks a bruise onto the curve of your breast, then pecks your lips.

“I’m not fucking other girls,” he repeats, patting your hip. “But I do have a chapter meeting in about an hour, so I’m going to have to kick you out.”

You pout and he matches the expression, leaning in to kiss it off your face. He stands and finds your shirt and shorts, bringing them back to the bed. He sits in front of you and holds them out. You push away from his comfortable pillows and hold your arms above your head.

Cole bites back a grin, his eyes flickering down to look at your tits before he helps you slip the t-shirt over your head. He smooths some non-existent wrinkles, cupping your boobs before he pulls away. You snatch the shorts from his hand and pull them on, climbing out of bed and finding your way to his mirror across the room. You fuss over your hair for a second, trying to tame the unruly mess, but you give up and tie it up with the ponytail holder on your wrist. 

“Are you going to text me later?” You ask Cole, eyebrow raised.

He crossed his arms behind his head, laying back on his pillows. Your eyes are drawn down to his cock, laying against his thigh and soft again. Ugh. You still want it to be inside of you.

“Maybe,” Cole replies easily, knowing that his vagueness is frustrating. He wiggles his own eyebrows at you, smirking at your glare. “You’ll have to wait and see, won't ya?”

You scoff and roll your eyes. “You’re going to be the death of me, Caufield.”

“Well, you’ll die happy.” Cole sends you a little wave, scrunching his nose in a way that’s far too cute and unfair considering you have to leave. “Bye, Y/N.”

“Bye, Cole.”

You escape the frat house without running into any of the other guys, mercifully. As you walk toward your place, you pull your phone out of your pocket to text your best friend. 

Well, Cole isn’t fucking other girls

How do you know?

……… he told me

Good fucking God Y/N I thought we decided you weren’t going to sleep with him anymore

Too late

note: this is me. living vicariously. through my own writing. i miss you cole. why are you a dom in all of my recent fics. that's hot. i think it's probably because i'm manifesting.

I NEED A FRAT BOY TO SLEEP IN MY BED AND MAKE ME MISERABLE ASAP!! I'VE BEEN TOO NORMAL!! SOMEONE NEEDS TO MAKE ME GO CRAZY and i nominate cole caufield

[lifeofpriya]

All This Time - Cole Caufield

[gif credit goes to @frostbeees]

summary: You and Cole have always had the feels for each other, but it wasn't until one night that those emotions boiled over into true words...

word count: 2.5k~

a/n: this is my submission for @wyattjohnston's Winter Fic Exchange 2k24, and this fic is for @prettytoxicrevolver! I had a blast writing this fic and...yeah, i really hope y'all enjoy it!

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You're standing in front of your classroom, going over the day's lesson on the SMART board, when you hear a familiar voice calling out your name. You turn around, a smile forming on your lips as you see Cole Caufield, your best friend since you both moved to Montreal years ago, waving at you from the doorway. It's been difficult to ignore the way he looks at you, or the way your heart skips a beat whenever he's around. You can't help but wonder what he has in store for today.

As he walks over to you, he hands you a small envelope, his cheeks turning slightly pink. "Hey, I got you this," he says, a shy smile playing at the corners of his lips. "It's for the team event next weekend. It's kind of a big deal, and I wanted to make sure you knew I wanted you there." Your heart skips a beat as you take the envelope, noticing the elegant script of your name written across the front. You feel a warmth spread through your chest.

You thank him, trying to keep your voice steady, and as he turns to leave, you can't help but wonder what's in store for the two of you at this event. The anticipation is killing you. You can't help but feel a mix of excitement, nervousness, and anticipation bubbling up inside you. Maybe this will be the moment when everything changes between the two of you. Or perhaps it's just another night out with your best friend. Either way, you know it's going to be an unforgettable experience.

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You spend the next few days counting down the hours until the event, your mind constantly drifting back to Cole and the envelope he gave you. You imagine him dressing up for the occasion, looking dashing in his suit and tie. You can't help but picture what it would be like to dance with him, to feel his strong arms wrapped around you as you sway to the music. The thought makes your heart race.

Finally, the big night arrives. You meet up with Cole at the venue, and he takes your breath away. He looks even more handsome than you imagined, and the way he smiles at you, it's like he's doing it just for you. You can't help but feel a blush creep up your cheeks as you take in his appearance.

As the night goes on, you and Cole spend most of your time together, laughing and enjoying each other's company. The event is filled with games, and you find yourself cheering each other on, even if it's just for fun. There's an undeniable chemistry between you, and everyone around can feel it too. You catch people glancing at you from across the room, smiling knowingly.

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When the music begins to play for the couples dance, your heart skips a beat. Cole offers you his hand, and you can't help but feel a rush of excitement as you take it. He leads you out onto the dance floor, and as the first few notes of the song fill the air, you close your eyes and let yourself enjoy the moment. He spins you around, his strong arms guiding you expertly, and you can't help but feel like you're floating on air.

The dance seems to go on forever, but you never want it to end. You're lost in the rhythm of Cole's steps, the touch of his hands, the warmth of his body. It feels so right, like you were meant to be together. As the song winds down, he pulls you close, his lips brushing against your ear, and whispers, "I've wanted to do that for so long." You can feel the blush creep up your neck and into your cheeks, but you don't care; all you can focus on is how your heart is pounding in your chest.

You spend the rest of the night laughing and dancing with Cole, and as the last few couples leave the floor, you find yourselves standing alone, just the two of you. He looks into your eyes, and for a moment, you're lost in the depths of his gaze. You can feel the tension building between you, and you're unsure what will happen next.

Cole leans in, his breath warm against your ear, and whispers, "I've wanted to do this for so long." Before you can even process what's happening, his lips meet yours. Your heart leaps into your throat as his hands slide up your back, holding you close. The kiss is gentle at first, but soon grows more passionate, more demanding, as if he can't get enough of you. You feel your body respond in kind, your lips parting, your hands tangling in his hair.

The music fades away, but it doesn't matter; all you can focus on is the feeling of being in his arms. He pulls back, looking into your eyes, and you know without a doubt that this moment has changed everything between you. There's an understanding there, a connection that goes beyond friendship. You're not sure how you'll navigate these new waters, but you're not afraid. Not anymore.

Cole takes your hand and leads you off the dance floor, weaving through the dwindling crowd. You feel like everyone around you can see the shift in your relationship, and they're all watching with curiosity and maybe a hint of envy. You can't help but feel a sense of pride and happiness swelling inside you.

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As you find yourselves alone in a quiet corner of the room, Cole pulls out the chair next to him and gestures for you to sit down. He takes a seat as well, his expression a mix of nervousness and anticipation. You can tell he's trying to figure out what to say; how to explain what's going on between you.

You decide to break the silence. "It's… it's been so obvious, hasn't it?" you ask, your voice barely above a whisper. "The way we've been feeling about each other, I mean."

Cole nods, his expression serious. "I don't know if it's been obvious to everyone else, but… I've known for a while. Ever since that first day we met, actually." He pauses, searching for the right words. "I think maybe I was just afraid to admit it to myself, let alone say anything to you. But tonight… it felt right."

You smile at him, feeling a warmth spread through your chest. "It did feel right," you agree. "And I think I've been feeling it too, for a while now. But I wasn't sure if you saw me that way, or if it was just friendship." You lean in closer, and he mirrors your movement, their knees brushing against each other beneath the table. "I'm glad we finally had this moment."

Cole's eyes meet yours, and there's a depth of emotion there that takes your breath away. "Me too," he whispers. "I've wanted this for so long." He reaches out, tracing a finger down your cheek, and you shiver at the touch. "I know we don't have to rush anything," he continues, "but… I want to be with you. As more than just friends."

You nod, feeling a mixture of excitement and trepidation. The thought of exploring this new territory together is both thrilling and terrifying. "I want that too," you admit, your voice barely above a whisper. "I want to see where this goes."

Cole's expression softens, and he cups your face in his hands. "I promise," he says, his eyes intense as he looks into yours, "I'll take care of you, and I'll never let you down. I've wanted this for so long, and I'm not going to waste a second of it."

As you both sit there, lost in each other's eyes, the music begins to play again. It's a slow, romantic ballad that seems tailor-made for this moment. Cole stands up, offering you his hand, and you feel a thrill run through you as you take it. He pulls you to your feet and then leads you out onto the dance floor, his steps sure and confident.

The music fills the air as you dance, your bodies moving in perfect harmony. Cole's hands slide down your back, pulling you closer, while his other hand cradles your face. You feel the warmth of his breath against your cheek as he whispers words of love and affection into your ear. You respond with a shy laugh, the sound muffled against his shoulder.

Around you, the other couples on the dance floor seem to fade away, leaving only the two of you in this perfect moment. The music swells, and Cole dips you low, his lips brushing against yours for the first time as a lover. It's a soft, tender kiss that takes your breath away, and you feel yourself melting into him.

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As the song comes to an end, Cole pulls back, his eyes still locked on yours. "I could dance with you like this forever," he murmurs, a small smile playing at the corners of his mouth. You feel a warmth spread through your chest at his words.

The DJ begins to play another slow song, and Cole takes your hand, leading you off the dance floor and into a quiet corner of the room. He leans against the wall, pulling you into his embrace. You nestle your head against his chest, breathing in the familiar scent of his cologne. "You know," he says, his voice soft and thoughtful, "I never thought I'd find someone like you. Someone who understands me the way you do, someone who makes me feel the way you do."

You look up at him, your eyes shining with unshed tears. "I feel the same way," you whisper. "I've never met anyone who makes me feel the way I feel with you." You close your eyes, savoring the warmth of his body and the rhythm of his heartbeat. The quiet moment is broken only by the muffled music in the background.

Cole's hand moves up to cup your cheek, wiping away a stray tear that has escaped. "I promise you," he says, his voice firm and reassuring, "that I will always be here for you. No matter what. I'll protect you and love you, and we'll face everything together."

You feel a weight lift from your chest as you hear his words. You trust him completely, and knowing he feels the same way about you is almost too much to bear. You close your eyes, taking a deep breath, savoring the feel of his hands on your skin.

The music fades away, replaced by the sound of laughter and conversation. Cole pulls back, studying your face. "Are you okay?" he asks, his voice gentle. "Are you sure you want to do this?"

You nod, meeting his eyes with a steady gaze. "I'm more than ready. I want this, Cole. I want to be with you." Your heart races at the thought of taking this next step, but you feel a sense of calm and security in his presence.

Cole smiles, relief washing over his features. He cups your face in his hands, his thumbs stroking your cheeks as he looks into your eyes. "Then let's do this," he says, leaning in to press his lips against yours.

Your heart races as you kiss him back, his hands sliding down your back, pulling you closer. The feel of his body against yours sends shivers of desire through you. The music changes, becoming more upbeat, and you find yourselves moving together on the dance floor. Cole spins you around, laughing as you throw your head back and let the music take over.

You lose track of time as you dance, lost in the moment with him. The other couples on the floor fade into the background, and you feel as though it's just the two of you sharing this space. Cole's hands glide up and down your arms, his fingers lingering on the sensitive skin at your wrists. He leans in, whispering sweet nothings in your ear, making you feel wanted and desired.

The song ends far too soon, and as you pull away from him, you realize you're both breathless. You look up into his eyes, searching for some hint of what he's thinking, but he only smiles at you, his expression soft and loving.

"I had the most amazing time with you tonight," he whispers, leaning in to kiss you gently on the lips. "Thank you for being here with me."

You close your eyes, savoring the feel of his lips against yours. "Thank you for asking me," you murmur back. "I had so much fun."

The rest of the party passes in a blur of laughter and dancing. You lose track of time, losing yourself in the warmth of Cole's touch and the sound of his voice. As the night wears on, you begin to wonder if you'll ever find a reason to leave this moment.

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Finally, it's time to say goodnight. You exchange a long, lingering kiss before parting ways. Cole walks you to your car, his arm wrapped protectively around your waist. The chilly night air brushes against your skin as you walk, and you can't help but shiver. He pulls his jacket off, draping it around your shoulders.

"Here," he says, his voice gentle. "You'll be warm enough with this."

You take the jacket, wrapping it around your shoulders gratefully. The feel of his arm against yours is both comforting and arousing. You glance up at him, your heart racing as you try to read the expression in his eyes. He smiles down at you, his face flushed from the cold air and the closeness of your body.

"Thank you for everything tonight," you say softly, meaning every word.

Cole smiles, his expression softening even further. "It was my pleasure," he replies, his voice just as gentle. He leans in, pressing a chaste kiss against your temple.

As you get into your car, you can't help but feel a mix of emotions: excitement, anticipation, and a deep, abiding love for this man who has somehow managed to become such an important part of your life in just one night. You start the engine, glance back at him through the rearview mirror, and offer him a small wave goodbye.

Cole waves back, watching until you pull out of the parking lot and disappear around the corner. Even then, he stands there for a moment, lost in thought. He remembers the way you felt in his arms, the sound of your laughter, the way you looked at him when he whispered those sweet words to you. It's as if you've been together for years, not just hours.

He shakes his head, smiling to himself. This night has been nothing short of magical, and he can't wait to see where it leads. As he finally turns away, he knows that he'll be thinking about you constantly, wondering what tomorrow will bring.

[shy4turcs]

thigh riding turcs... duh!

Alex Turcotte X Caufield!reader

I will become known as an Alex writer because literally no one writes for him and I glad will!

Pt1 Pt2

Also Alex whines and whimpers no one can change my mind

It had to be quick with Cole on his way home, he still didn’t know about you and Alex and you planed to keep it that way.

With Alex below you jerking him slowly as you rocked your hips along his thigh. Alex throws his head back whimper as your grip tightens around his cock

“Please my love go faster” he moans out thrusting up into hand before you completely let go of him, a pleading look on his face as he stares at you doe eyed

“You’ve been such a good boy don’t get greedy now” you spoke pulling his lips apart making them pout, kissing him hard as you start to speed up on his thigh

Alex whines at the feeling of your slick on his thigh just begging to be touched “god you look so good when you use me” he whispers in your ear ghosting his lips over your jaw line stopping to kissing right below your ear

“I���m so close baby” grinding your hips harsh moaning out when you feel Alex flex his thigh putting the perfect amount of pressure on your needy cunt, throwing your head back letting him take advantage of your open neck marking all over you

“You wanna touch me baby? Want me to make a mess all over you” you moan out before moving on of his hand to your mouth coating his thumb in spit before placing on your clit

Alex watches in awe has you suck on his thumb whimpering when you placed it on your clit feeling how ruined you were before rubbing tight fast circles “you gonna cum my love? I can feel you, your so close”

You gripped his bicep screaming his name shaking and twitching through your powerful orgasm collapsing on him whimpering

Catching your breath before removing yourself off Alex, sliding down between his legs kiss grabbing his dick, licking the the precum off humming at the taste

“You did so good for me baby, I think you deserve a reward” you spoke quietly slowly jerking him as he whimpers at the sight of you below him “what do you need baby boy mhm”?

“Please y/n I need to-“ Alex being cut off as you hear keys jingling in door causing both of you to panic grabbing your scattered clothes around the living room and moving to your room right as Cole walked in the door

Get dressed before kissing Alex’s sweet spot on his neck “behave and maybe you’ll get your reward later” squeeze his hard on through he short before leaving the room greeting your older brother in the kitchen.

Maybe pt2 if y’all want it?!

Tags @drysdalesv

[bagopucks]

Blurbs

Cole Caufield x Reader

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The chill of cold bedsheets woke me up. Likewise the smell of fresh coffee. When my eyes fluttered open, I knew something was off. That something, being the lack of my boyfriend’s presence. I laid awake listening to his thudding footsteps down the hall, and the undeniable sound of his humming. It brought a smile to my lips. A quiet rumble of thunder blocked out the noise from my boyfriend, and I realized quickly why he was up so early. Cole was too light of a sleeper to be able to get through storms.

I climbed out of bed and checked the time on my phone. I had missed messages from friends, asking for a day in hanging out and catching up. I would have said yes if not for my knowledge that days in with Cole were far more fun.

I tossed my phone onto our bed and slipped out of the bedroom, careful to be quiet so I wouldn’t startle him. It took me a moment to actually find Cole, but when I stepped into the living room, I was greeted by the most wonderful sight.

I grew up in a shoreside town, surrounded by the most beautiful views. When I decided to take Cole home with me, we agreed on renting out a small house close to the ocean. Nothing too expensive, or even extravagant, but something that offered us privacy and a fun experience. Our first home together, technically.

Cole took advantage of all the windows, keeping the blinds open at all hours of the day until it got completely dark out.

I assumed it was the first thing he did when he woke up that morning, seeing as he was laid out on the floor, hands held to his stomach and eyes closed, basking in the sunlight that just barely peeked out from behind the hazy clouds.

I folded my arms across my chest, Cole’s old muscle tank top barely covering much of what it was supposed to, but it was only us. I didn’t want to speak, afraid of ruining his relaxation, but he broke the silence anyway.

“Come lay with me.” Id admit, it startled me.

“How’d you know I was here?”

“I’m in my feng shui era.” I didn’t have a clue what he was talking about, but I walked over and sat on the floor next to him nonetheless. Cole opened his eyes and looked up at me with a lazy smile. “I opened the windows.”

“To smell the rain?”

“Yeah.” He rested a hand on my knee.

“We should move south when I retire.”

“You like this?” I taunted playfully.

“I love it.” He patted my knee. “Lay with me.” I wasn’t the biggest fan of laying on the floor, but I did for Cole, resting on my back next to him.

“You gonna tell me what feng shui is?” I had to ask, seeing as he wasn’t going to volunteer the information.

“Something about balance and inner peace.”

“Right.. cause the Cole last night who wined and complained we didn’t have ice cream, was definitely feeling that inner peace.”

“I don’t remember that.” I turned my head to glare at him.

“I do. Because you were a hassle to deal with.”

He laughed, his pretty teeth on display as his eyes closed in delight.

“We should stock up on ice cream then.”

“Or get you some behavioral management classes.” I countered, reaching out to grab ahold of one of his hands. Cole intertwined our fingers and allowed me to rest our hands on the carpet between us. A rumble of thunder ceased our conversation, and Cole inched himself closer to me, to the point that I ended up moving our hands to rest against my stomach, so he could press his shoulder into my own.

“Storm wake you up?”

“I was up all night.” My brow furrowed at his response, and I turned my head once again to look at him. “It rained and thundered all night, and the lightning was real bad too.”

“Why didn’t you wake me?”

“Cause you sleep better than I do. I didn’t want to bother you.”

“Cole,” I pressed a kiss to his shoulder. “I would have laid up with you all night. We didn’t have plans today.”

“It’s fine.. I’ll just take a nap later.”

I sighed and turned my head to look back up at the ceiling. Cole squeezed my hand in reassurance.

“We could take a bath.” I suggested slyly.

“Really?” Cole may have had the occasional issue with his height, but I would admit, one thing we never had to worry about was how he was fitting in the bathtub when we wanted to relax together.

“Or we could get the heated blanket out and read.”

“Oh I’m not in a reading mood.” I chuckled at his response. “But I like the heated blanket.”

“Here’s an idea,” I drew in a breath. “We can do the bath, then get dressed, and I’ll plug the heated blanket in for you to nap under.”

“You’re napping with me, girl.” Cole turned his head to look at me, nudging my leg with his own.

“Yeah. I’ll nap with you.”

“I’m not sharing my blanket though.”

“What the fuck Cole?” I feigned offense, laughter bubbling from our lips. “I bought that blanket for you, and you won’t even share it?”

“I’ll think about it.”

“You better think long and hard, Buddy. And then you better make the right decision. You’ll lose your cuddle Buddy if you make the wrong one.” I warned as I slowly turned onto my side, propping my head up on my hand and releasing Cole’s hand to fix the shirt that did nothing to cover my body at this point.

“You’re not wearing anything under that?”

“This was what I threw on after last night. Sue me for assuming I didn’t need to be decent for my horny boyfriend.”

“You’re so mean today.” Cole laughed, turning away from me. I gasped at his antics.

“Absolutely not, Coley.” I reached for the back of his shirt and tugged on it. “Hey!” I tried to quiet my laughter as I scooted closer to him and snaked my arm around his midriff.

“I don’t wanna talk if you’re gonna be mean.”

“Then forget the nap and the bath.” I threatened as I pulled away. “I’ll go chill in the guest room.”

“You will not!” He spoke, in clear disbelief of my words.

“Will too!” I argued as I stood up. I looked down at Cole in time to see him turn to me and reach for my ankle. I leapt out of his reach, and before I knew it, Cole was off the floor and chasing me down the hall.

[theywantedplayer]

could you please write cole caufield “ why isn’t he getting up?” thanks!!

AN-I have added Arber xhekaj to my list of players I can write for

You knew Cole was one of the smaller guys in the NHL but that never stopped him from being one of the best. So going into this game against the red wings you knew Cole was going to play well. You were sitting with Cole’s parents in the family area watching the game, Kelly, his mom just got back from getting you all drinks, only 4 minutes into the second period tied at 0.

You gasped watching one of the red wings players Catching a break away Cole following behind with one of his teammates. Everything happened so fast the next thing you saw was a Red Wings player slamming right into Cole, you stood up from your seat, your hand coming to cover your mouth in shock. 

“Why isn’t he getting up?” you spoke out loud

“I'm sure  he’s ok, hun, just shakin up a little” Cole's home tried to Comfort slowly pulling you back into your seat.

Your eyes wide, not taking them off Cole, a small wave of comfort fell over you when you watched him slowly get up and skate to the bench and walk into the locker room.

“I'm going to check on him” you stated

quickly making your way to the locker room, it took around 5 minutes to walk to the locker room and get through Security. You walked into the locker room nockling softly on the door before you entered. You looked around seeing Cole with his head against the wall sitting on the bench. His gear on his upper body was gone just leaving the lower body gear. You slowly walked over to him standing in between his legs, you placed one hand on his cheek as the other one ran through his hair.

“Hi” was all he said 

“Hi” you softly smiled trying to bring some sense of comfort “ya scared me a little when you didn't get up right away” you spoke while still running your hand through his hair.  

“I was too dizzy to get up,” He admitted, you felt Cole’s hands come to rest on the back of your thighs, his thumbs running small circles.

“What did they say?” you asked

“They said nothing serious, just that I should take it slow for a while” He shrugged   

You could tell he was a little disappointed he wasn't going to be at his prime for a little while;. Cole couldn't help but think if he did something maybe a little different he would still be out on the ice right now.

“That means we get to relax at home for a little while” You laughed softly, Cole lightly laughed as well as he pulled into his lap.

“Thanks for coming down here” He said

“Of course Id come down here, I was so worried about you Your home had to try and calm me down” You both laughed at what you said “She failed clearly because i'm down here with you”

“I'm glad you're down here with me” He smiled kissing your forehead pulling you closer, laying the side of your head on his shoulder “I love you”

“I love you too”

[just-dino-maggie]

"What the hell were you thinking?" "In all honesty, I'm not sure." With Cole Caufield please!

I love this prompt! Thank you for the request, I hope you like it!

Cole Caufield can only be described in one word, frustrating. We attend Northville High school together in Michigan. He’s part of the popular group of athletes. The USNTDP boys are a tight group, all the guys want to be friends with them and all the girls want to be with them.

I don’t blame anyone for wanting that. They are attractive and fun. Being apart of the coolest group at Northville would probably feel amazing for most people. For me, well I’m just trying to get through school.

High school isn’t my end-all be-all. It’s a stepping stone to get to college. The person who loves to get in the way of my plans is Cole Caufield. We are always in the same classes and for some reason he loves to sit next to me and bug me.

Today in English our teacher announced our end of the year project. It’s worth 20 percent of our grade so I need to do well. It’s a partner project and I’ve already decided that I want to do with my friend Amber who is acing the class.

In order to pick our partners we have to go up to the teacher’s desk and tell her who we want to work with. I walk up to the desk and say “I want to work with Amber on the final project.”

She throws me a confused expression, “I already have you marked down as working with Cole. He told me about the partnership last week.”

My eyebrows shoot up, “No I’m not working with Cole, I didn’t even know he chose me for this!”

“I’m sorry Y/n but unless you both agree to switch or there is a genuine issue then I can’t change it.” She looks apologetic, it’s not her fault.

I sigh and give her an awkward smile, “it’s fine I’ll figure it out.” I practically stomp back to my seat. I’m angry but I’m trying to calm myself.

The bell rings signaling the end of class. I grab my things and hurry to catch up with Cole. “Cole, hey can I talk to you?” He turns around. He has a big smile on his face, what a dipshit.

“Yeah Y/n what’s up?”

I take a deep breath, “Why did you pick me for the final project!? What the hell were you thinking?”

"In all honesty, I'm not sure." He replies scratching the back of his neck.

“Well you better start thinking. I know you probably thought you could just have me do all the work but I will make sure you do your half.”

Part of me hopes those words will scare him off but it doesn’t. He just smiles and says, “Okay, sounds good.”

“Put your number in my phone, I’ll text you my address. We can get started this weekend.” I huff shoving my phone into his hands. He types his number in quickly and walks off to his next class. I glance down at my phone and the name Cole :) stares back at me. It makes my face heat up, I’m not sure why.

Over the week we decided on a time for him to come over. Saturday at 11am. On Saturday I get myself ready, I even clean my room for him. Which is weird because I’m not sure if we’ll even be in there but my nervous energy had to go somewhere.

Suddenly it’s Saturday and Cole is late. At around 11:30 I begin to think he’s not showing up. I’m in a pit of my own anxiety because he’s not answering his phone. I’m trying to keep myself calm but it’s hard.

Finally at 11:45 I hear a knock at the door. When I open the door Cole is standing there. “I’m so sorry I’m late,” he says. “My phone died or I would have texted you. Practice ran late.”

“Right, okay.” I mumble. My mind mixing with anger and relief. “We can study in my room.”

He walks up with me and we are sitting on the bed together. We start brainstorming ideas and we are having trouble agreeing on anything. “Are you trying to be difficult? Why did you even choose me as your partner? First you’re late and now this.”

He sighs, “No Y/n, I’m not trying to be difficult. I’m trying to put in my input to make this work. I know you’re really smart but I also have some good ideas. I chose you because you’re really smart and I enjoy being around you. It’s the same reason as why I sit by you in class. Also I’m sorry I was late, it won’t happen again.”

I can’t but blush. It’s stupid how much I crave academic validation and him telling me I’m smart feeds into it. “Thank you Cole. How about we mix my first suggestion with your second. I think it could be really cool.”

We start working as a team instead of two bulls butting heads. It’s almost magic, he’s so much more dedicated and passionate then I thought he was.

After a while I’m starting to get tired of school work. “Do you want to call it quits for the day? We have a great start.”

“Yeah sure,” he replies. “Would you maybe want to hang out sometime? Like without all the school work.”

I smile, “I’m free the rest of the day if you want to watch a movie or something.”

“Yeah, yeah let’s do that!”

We sit down next to each other to watch the movie as we’re watching he gets a text from someone asking how it’s going with his ‘literature crush’. I’ve never felt better about a school project.

[slut4sway]

tracksuits and red wine (movies for two)

Dumb conversations We lose track of time Have I told you lately I'm grateful you're mine We'll watch The Notebook For the 17th time I'll say "It's stupid" Then you'll catch me crying

We're not making out On a boat in the rain Or in a house I've painted blue But there's nothing Like doing nothing

With you

💋💌•••••••••••••••❤️‍🩹🍷

tags : suzufield, nick suzuki, cole caufield, hurt/comfort, injured/comfort, hockey rpf, tooth rotting fluff, valentine’s day, love letters, fluff, coles injury, title inspired by bruno major

notes: LOVERRRRRRRR

2/14/23

Nick was living.

Cole wasn't.

The poor boy has been injured, and because of his shoulder he'd been out for the whole rest of the season. He didn't take this news lightly when he received the notice he'd be having surgery; since his whole world seemed to cave in under his feet. Hockey was Cole's life. He lived, breathed, and slept hockey and without it his life would definitely take a turn for the worse.

Nick was there to make it better as always. He'd seen Cole fall apart and he has been right there to pick him right back up again. Even when Cole had anger growing in his bones and just letting it go and taking it out on the world, Nick never left. It was obvious the energetic, goofy kid had turned into a rage-filled maniac. Cole could hardly express his emotions already, and showing it through anger seemed like the easiest alternative because he could have something to be mad at. A reason to be angry. His injury didn't happen for a reason and he knew it. Maybe to slow him down and let him come back and reflect on himself, but ultimately it made things worse. He was on fucking fire and on his way to burning down the league; but now his team is on their way to tank.

Yes. Cole is alive. But he isn't at the same time.

Nick was right there to not let him shatter.

•

The small blonde boy lied on the porch of their lakehouse just outside the city. The home was quiet, devoid of his lover's presence. Canadien's postgame broadcast of course, playing in the background off of Cole's phone falsely filled the emptiness. Small ripples reflected the vague moonlight off of the water, with a few birds chirping and rustling the trees above it.

Birds? Already? For fucks sake, it's the middle of winter in Canada.

Quebec's bipolar weather was in his favor today since he could just sit out on the porch swing and stare off into nothing sipping tea and being alone with his thoughts. Oh, Cole. Oh, baby. Him and his damn overthinking.

What's Nick doing right now?

Is he coming home soon?

Is he still with the guys in the locker room?

How is he?

I wonder if he texted me.

Should I check?

What's the point, I never got a notification sound so...?

Did Nick forget Valentine's day?

He said he would be home by 11pm...

Its 11:06.

Calm down, it's only 6 minutes.

What if he got in a car wreck?

Fuck, fuck, fuck...

He's fine.

No he's not.

I should text him.

Cole picked up his phone and opened it with face id, miraculously since he looked nothing like himself as if he hasn't slept in days. He pulled up Nick's contact and typed. Then deleted his words. Typed again. Backspace again. Finally finding the words, he just let his fingers swipe something onto the keyboard mindlessly. Hitting send, he heard back from Nick in seconds.

c : are you okay?

n : yes ml, almost done. don't worry.

Almost done? Nick was definitely planning something because he would have said almost home. Maybe he wasn't. Probably just Cole overthinking again. He just ignored it and went on.

c : imu

n : ik. almost done.

c : how was the game

n : okay i guess, had fun. wish you would've been playing with me

c : ugh don't remind me

Read 11:10pm

Okay. Just something else on Cole's mind. Great.

Nick never means to add more to his doubt, but he can't help it since Cole can pull almost anything out of his ass and worry about it. It was like a superpower. A really shitty superpower.

•

About 15 minutes had passed, and Cole was struggling to keep his eyes open. Without Nick or something to focus on, staying awake was a challenge. The broadcast had become white noise and eventually faded away. He was wrapped up in a sherpa blanket, and the small eighth of his tea he had left in the mug had gone cold and grew to be the same temperature as outside.

Abruptly, the front door came flying open and Nick busted out of the doorway almost tripping over himself and dropping the wax-sealed letter he held between his fingers.

''Happy Valentine's Day, Colesy!'' He was wearing the biggest smile Cole had ever seen, and he looked no different from a teenager getting a phone call from their crush or some other bullshit. Nick was so big and dumb it made Cole mad. But he loved being mad for Nick.

Madly in love with him, that is.

''Nicholas, fuck- you scared me!'' The blonde boy snapped, even though he could never be angry at Nick. Nick with his perfect hands. Nick with his dark hair. Nick with his deep voice. Nick with his heartwarming laugh. Nick with his pearly white smile. Nick with his swelled muscles. Nick.

''I'm sorry, I'm sorry! It's worth it, I promise'' Nick's smile radiated pure sunshine on dark days and happy energy. It was so genuine and sweet it could have melted Cole right then and there if he was ice cream.

''Hmm.. alright.'' Cole returned an affectionate smirk as he hauled himself from the porch swing and took the envelope from Nick's hands. He took a big step to the side into the doorway, all his joints starting to thaw and become loose again as the heat circulated around them.

Nick brought a hand up to caress his cheek as he followed him inside, toying with his sandy hair between his fingers. He watched as the smaller boy's recovering shoulder lay limp, with his arm lying motionless besides the small jerks because of physics in the sling. Cole kept scratching and scratching at the wax seal, leaving red shavings all under his fingernails.

''Here. Let me.'' The older boy gently took the envelope from his hands and peeled away the wax seal. Cole then snatched it from his hands, eager to read as he pulled it from the white envelope.

The note was folded up and quite thick, and when Cole had pulled it out it unraveled like a ball of yarn and folded-up sheets of paper fell to the floor; almost looking like an accordion.

''Nicky..'' Cole was both in shock and completely enamored, as some color ran to his cheeks watching it fall to the floor, some words written in Nick's messy handwriting scribbled onto the page stood out, with little red hearts whenever Nick mentioned his name.

Dear Colesy, You're mine. You're my world. My everything. My boy. I'll scream it from the fucking rafters, Cole. I have not come across love as deep as this. You have redefined the meaning of love to me and showed me that I deserve it in every possible way. Its in the way you call my name, the way you hold my hand, the many jokes you crack, the many tears you wipe off my face, and the words of encouragement you give me every day. I go to bed knowing that I have genuine love from you, and for once, all the love I give is returned to me in these beautiful ways. I love you, Cole. I adore you and would not trade our love for each other with anything in this world. It is as simple as it comes but one of the most beautiful things I have had in my life. You have made it safe for us to be ourselves without fear of judgment. You have pushed us far to grow and improve as individuals and lovers. I can confidently say that I have experienced true love with you, and this is always what I wanted. When I think about you, I feel blessed and loved. You are like home to me, and the calmness and peace that comes with knowing someone loves you genuinely. I feel the love in how you treat me and push me to become a better person. I have broken barriers and beliefs that stopped me from realizing my best self with you in my life. Thank you for being such an integral part of my growth. One thing I know for sure is that this relationship has taught me things I would never have learned if I didn’t meet you. You have helped me redefine myself and the things I want for myself. I have dug deep into myself and discovered my potential to make it in life. Thank you for loving me and impacting my life so positively. No one can change my belief that you are a fantastic person to your loved ones and me. You have so much love to give; I get inspired to do the same for the people around me. Your impact on my life is far beyond the love notes, the kisses, and the dates; it is how I seek inspiration from you to become better for me, you, and everyone else. Your love never fails, and ours has proven that over and over again. I am confident in what we have built together and where we are heading. This is just the beginning of a beautiful, fulfilling future together. Cheers to many bright days and happy moments together; I love you. I never lose the spark I get from our relationship. Every time I see you, I feel like the first time I lay my eyes on you. You remain my crush, and the feeling remains so fresh and alive. The love we are creating for ourselves will be magical, and we will be glad we stuck together. My life is as peaceful as it can get with you by my side. You have shown me what love feels like and why it is important to everyone. Knowing that you wake up every day and choose to love me gives me more confidence to work on me and us. I love you more now than ever. Knowing I have this precious gift in my life makes me want to see another day. You are worth treasuring, and with every passing day, I will show my appreciation for being in my life. You are more than I imagined, more than I prayed for, and more than I ever wanted. No joy goes beyond the feeling I get when I am with you. You spark a lot of appreciation for life because you are in mine. And, knowing that you will always be here for us gives me hope for a happy future together. I love you for everything that you are and will be. Life has not been the same since I decided to bring you into my life bubble. You have been with me during the dark days and the happy days, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. I get to do life with you as we figure out our dreams and aspirations. I am happy I have you here with me. I know I say this a lot, but I didn’t think I’d find love as deep as this one. You have made me believe in the power of letting love lead the way for us, and this has revealed to us the most beautiful thing ever; our love. I can't wait to see what the future holds, but I know it will be beautiful and worth the journey. Love, Nicky <3

Cole's eyes darted across the page, pulling it up from the floor every now and then to continue reading until he got to the bottom of the page. Some tears pooled in his tired eyes, as he looked back at Nick who was just standing there still beaming at him.

''Nicholas..!'' Cole let the tears fall from his eyes, as his voice shook from the emotional words that Nick had poured his heart out through.

''I love you so much, more than words could ever explain'' The taller boy traced gentle circles into Cole's bad shoulder, massaging his scalp as Cole cried into his chest and left small wet spots on his shirt.

Cole could smell the teakwood body wash on Nick's skin even through his shirt, just another aspect that made him Nick. He felt the larger body gently lift him from the ground, being gentle with his shoulder as Nick steadied him and carried him to their bedroom.

''All mine, baby.''

The blonde boy lifted his head away from Nick, glancing around at the room until the bay window caught his eye. It was adorned with rose petals, pink and red pillows, blankets, a shit ton of candy, and two wine glasses on the nightstand dragged next to their new cozy spot.

''Y-you did all this? For me? Seriously, Nick?'' Now Cole was beaming just as bright and happy as Nick was; still admiring what Nick had set up.

''When did you even get the time?''

''Is that why you came from the front door?''

''I mean I wonder why I heard your car parking out back and-''

Words flew out of Cole's mouth like the spitfire boy he was, so many thoughts circulating his head and coming straight out.

''Shhh.. Settle.'' He cooed, interrupting his constant flow of consciousness. Nick carried him to the window, setting him down softly while still being careful with his shoulder. Nick made himself comfortable, holding the blanket to the side as he motioned for him to lie in his lap.

Cole likes Nick's thighs. Like a lot. Maybe more than a lot. Cole really likes Nick's thighs. If Cole had the energy, he'd be leaving marks and bites all over him. Maybe another time when his shoulder is not fucked up. But for now, all he wants is to lay his head on Nick's thighs and let the rest of the night waste away with him.

Cole propped his shoulder up on a pillow, while Nick grabbed a glass and gently held Cole's chin up to make it easier to drink. The younger boy let his jaw slack, as his lover gently tipped the glass further so the French wine could pour out into his mouth. The flavors of bittersweet alcohol danced on his tongue. Nick twirled Cole's silky hair around his fingers, placing the wine glass back then taking a sip of his own.

Both boys continued this for a while, not needing to say anything. Being in each other's presence was enough.

The moonlight flooded in through the window, as they continued to let the time tick away and the ripples on the lake roll. Nick definitely didn't forget Valentine's Day.