#anna watches nhl

[lover-of-mine]

Lady Whistledown.. I know when they first started getting blocked, they admitted it as a "they were sacrificed because Oliver was afraid of Buddie crazies." I mean the bigger blogs, too. I have seen complaints from smaller people. But now they won't admit if they do because, well, you get it, right? I know more and more are setting up fake accounts and testing what they can say and not have their more on brand name get marked.

But to deflect, they just keep a list of Buddie Stans that are blocked by Lou as if that is in any way the same thing. But everything is very much "man behind the curtain" because they are terrified of losing more following.

And to GG one day, I hope we can share where and who were around!!! I will say I only stayed at first because I think we are mentioning the same top person, and I was sad she turned. She had one of my favorite series, and it was just a bummer, you know? It's sad how much they fell for paying for information from Lou that I don't think they ever come back. They would rather burn it all down than admit they were wrong.

But paranoia is getting strong and I don't want to get caught because it's my favorite stuff to read.

"Sacrificed because of the buddie crazies" I know we call it a ship war but damn kspakapakaoakapak honestly, I was thinking that there is a chance they have other accounts, trying to figure out how far they can go, it would make sense, not wanting to risk losing access with their main account. And yeah, there's definitely some crazy people on buddies side too, but being blocked by Lou definitely doesn't have the same impact as getting blocked by Oliver or Ryan or Tim. And I do agree a lot of them are too far gone to admit they went too far and they will probably go down with the ship. I'm upset about it to some degree, there were some people who flipped who had content I really enjoyed, who now are just... You know. But honestly, I think it's better if both of you stay hidden, not just because I like the information, but because who knows what they would do to you guys if they are willing to flip on Oliver. I would love to know more after the dust settles tho, but until then keep it a secret.

[jocelynscrazyideas]

Just friends? pt. 2 | Matt Rempe x Reader

pt. 1

Summary: making your way up to your dream job was difficult, but leaving it may be harder that ever.

Warnings: language, small portion of smut, eating, THE NOTEBOOK IS MENTIONED😛🥲

A:N- it’s really short but yuhh

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It’s been a good month of dating my bestfriend. I’m just scared that if anything goes wrong, that we wouldn’t be the same.

I’ve understood that when or I should say, If we breakup, we of course won’t be friends, but I wnat to talk. Keep up in life. Support him.

Matt has made it clear that it’s me, and only me. I know, dating an nhl player will be hard, because there is always someone out there thinking your boyfriend is cute.

“Dumper?” Matt calls out for me. I’m getting ready in his bathroom. Today, it’s the first day in off season. The rangers had won the third round of playoffs, but we didn’t make it to the end.

You might be wondering why Matt calls me dumper. It’s a long story, taht im glad to walks down with you.

~memory~

“Matt!” I groan as he thrusts into one last time. He releases into me, I feel I’m going to cum as well.

“You cum dump.” Matt laughs out. He cleans us up, and stands up to throw the tissues he used to clean up away. “I do not!” I yell out, I know I do. It makes sense to me.

Why would I cum in like five different times if I feel I’m going to release at one time?

Matt comes down onto me and kissed me from my knee up. He hits my neck and sucks down until I feel nothing.

“Nice hickey.” He chirps at me.

“Oh yeah? I wonder wher i hit it from.” I sarcastically joke with him. He gets hurts from that and lays down on my bare chest.

His brown hair all over.

It’s dark. Bedroom lights are off and the only thing lighting the house is the stars.

He cuddles into me for a few hours while I talk and yap about school, and when I should get my job.

~

“Where are you?” Matt yells for me.

“Bathroom! I have the interview today!” I let Matt know that I’m fully booked, and don’t have time for him.

“Well can we watch a movie tonight? Play some uno!” Matt asked me as he walks into the bathroom. His warm chest connects like a puzzle into my back. He leans into me and kissed my neck. He lays his fluffy hair into the crook of my neck. “I love you.” Matt whispers into my ear.

“Three months.” I say. I pushed him off my shoulder and cussed at him.

“Hey shithwsd?” I laugh at him.

“Hm?” Matt moans in his sleepy voice.

“Go shower. I’ll drive you down to the office.” I follow up. Matt has locker clean out today, many last minute interviews and press conferences.

~

I dropped Matt off at the arena and sat in my car.

Maybe he’s the one for me. The one guy that I won’t mess up with.

~

“Hey baby! How was the interview?” Matt asked me as I walk into the kitchen. Matt is cooking us some dinner and I set my purse down. I fall on the couch.

“That bad?” Matt questioned.

I felt my heart drop. How do I tell him, “No it was good… it’s the fact they don’t have an official employment spot for me here in New York. If I took the job, I would have to move to Wyoming.”

Yeah, no.

“Um, it went pretty well.” I replied, my high pitched cracky voice squeaked out. I think Matt knows I’m stressed. I’m sure I have actual sweat droplets swimming down in my face.

“You’re lying.” Matt looked down at me. He standing above me form the couch.

“No im not.” I laugh out. I stand up and dance with him back to the kitchen.

“Oh my love. My little baby.” I say as I rest my head into his chest. He smiles down at me and he picks me up.

“Give me.” Matt gestured to my foot as he set me down on the counter top.

I eye the stove that he left on. “What are we eating tonight?” I ask him. I try to distract myself.

God. Maybe I shouldn’t take the job.

He looks back at the side over his shoulder, and continues to take off my left shoe. My right foot is hanging and I kick him.

“Oh, uh I made some eggs, just so we could eat some toast and eggs. I was lazy, sorry.” Matt explained. He turned red in embarrassment.

“No. It’s perfect.” It’s the little things. I have to take things into consideration, not just the fact he does big gestures. He does this small thing that matters to me. Like, cooking dinner every night. Or just listening to me talk. Even if he doesn’t care, or deep down isn’t listening, he still looks like he cares.

Matt smirked and he dropped my left foot, only to un tie my right shoe. Once he finished he picked me up and kissed me. “What movie?” Matt asked me as I sit in our couch.

He plates everything into a large bowl and hands me a few slices of apples. “You’d be such a great dad.” I muttered.

“I’m sorry. A father?!” Matt exclaimed. He looks me up and down, smirking. Teeth out. His eyes look at me, I feel him leaving closer.

He grips onto a blanket as he sits down on the couch right beside me.

He turns the TV on to play the notebook.

~

I cried at the en of the movie. Matt holds me as he sleeps in my arms. He snores and he shakes as I weep and cry.

Matt looks up as his head rested on my breasts. “Are you okay? Why are you crying?” Matt mumbled. He rubs his eyes once he kissed my left boob.

He gets up and puts out dishes away. He cleans up the couch, and picks me up. “The movie that sad?” Matt asked me. I understand this season was hard so I let him sleep during the movie.

“You’ve never watched The Notevook?” I inferred, I look outside our window and Matt sets me down.

“I have, but I always fall asleep.” He looks at me and he pulls his clothes off. He’s left in his under set and I do the same. I unclamp my bra and lay in bed. I slide my panties off and lick them to the floor.

Matt fliers with me and he tightens his arms around me.

“I love you.” Matt reminded me, for the hundredth time.

“I have to move, if I take the job.” I let out.

Matt loosens his grip and he breaths in. “So take the job.” He said.

“It’s hard, but we can always fly out together.” Matt implied. We lay in bed. Not thinking about anything, well other than the fact I could leave.

Right when life gets good.

[crosbyism]

Okay, hear me out:

I’ve been thinking more about Sidney Crosby and his masculinization kink and the Sid/nate of it all. But I think there’s also a universe where Sid needs all the dicks and a large variety. And over 18 years in the league he’s been with quite the array of players. In my mind it goes something like this:

- gets to NHL, finds out someone, likely MAF is bi and that he isn’t the weirdo for liking men and being obsessed with cock. MAF ends up inviting him for a threesome with Vero, Sid is only focused on Marc and vero ends up just watching

- after a nasty game between the pens and flyers, Sid ends up going home with Giroux, who introduces him to daddy kink, but with G as the daddy. It gets Sid real riled up and horny, he realizes he wants to be the daddy for someone else

- queue a few younger players that already worship Sid that he introduces to the world of gay nhl players and daddy kinks, taking each boy to his lake house, slowly corrupting more and more of the league and getting a boy on each team. Note exactly corrupting though, it’s more about showing them that they can be their true selves in the league and that he, as daddy, is there for them in more ways than one.

- Nate happens. He becomes the ultimate corruption project. Nate is absurdly into it as well. Sid doesn’t want to be monogamous, Nate is at first upset until he realizes that he actually likes hearing about Sid’s exploits.

- we get to the 2015/16 draft classes and Sid really gets it going with Marner in particular, but also Draisaitl and Tkachuk.

- the USNDTP boys in 2019 almost break him. Especially Cole Caufield.

okay okay sorry sorry but the last two bullet points took me tf out. i have simply been in hrpf fandom for too long and know too much fandom history. bro i cannot imagine sidney crosby, who rode shea weber’s dick throughout the 2014 olympics, before cole caufield even hit puberty, being broken by those little twinks in any way, shape or form. tzegras didn’t even realise he was dating jamie drysdale before drysdale got traded, man, wdym “they almost break him”, those two guys didn’t even know they liked dick lmao

side note: the mentions of cole caufield and daddy kink reminded me that i have an unfinished pwp that’s cole caufield/shea weber where shea weber goes “come be a good boy and fill daddy up with your big cock” and there’s a bunch of size kink involved. if ur interested i can dig it up for u, seems like it might be up ur alley

HOWEVER i think you live in a beautiful world and i fully support you living your dreams of NHL daddy sidcroz fucking all your blorbos. frankly we do not have enough poly/open relationship sid who is like, allergic to monogamy. even though i think it works great for him! personally i’m not too big on the “all the blorbos are queer” trope, so that’s not necessarily my personal jam, and I tend to think about this more in terms of Sid figuring out his sexuality away from hockey. but i think you should go forth and write all your heart’s desires. have fun! i do think it’s both a hilarious and incredibly fun idea to have sid, as the mid-2010s hit, increasingly have a harem of rookies dying to fuck him. like, they all want him so bad and also know nothing about gay sex. i’m sure you could have loads of fun writing about sid inadvertently becoming a daddy and also a gay sex fairy godfather for NHLers. kind of like in Pass It On but more hands-on, raunchy and way less monogamous or vanilla. he uses the house in montana as a sex house. there’s a sex basement. why not.

i LOVE the concept of sid and nate, non-monogamous partners, dirty talking to each other about the sex they have with other people. there’s one or two fics like this out there already and i’m frankly obsessed with them. those guys are SO horny and they deserve to fuck so much.

i love a loving MAF/vero threesome (although i also love a delicious fraught fuckbuddy situationship with geno before geno met anna). tragically i think Giroux only got daddy vibes with his beard, which happened quite late, post-2015, so I would wager that IF sid got introduced to daddy kink by an NHLer it’d probably be more like. someone on the 2010s or 2014 olympic roster. these were unfortunately the years when claude giroux was greasy AF and was giving more “incel in the basement” than “daddy in the penthouse”(and also either banging danny briere or sad about not banging danny briere anymore. although hm claude being a daddy for danny briere? compelling actually).

[kristannafever]

She Ain’t Gotta Do Much - 5

Kristanna Modern AU Rated: M WC: 1883

Chapter Index

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Anna had told him that she was going to pick him up for the date.  He assumed she’d show up in her car, only it was a sleek town car with a driver that arrived on his street.  He was a little perplexed until she explained when they both crawled into the back that she wanted to have a couple of drinks without worrying about driving or getting a cab.  Apparently, Anna’s company had an account with the car service and she was invited to use it was much as she desired.

There was a non descript plastic bag stuffed with something on the floor at her feet and she never brought any attention to it.  Instead, she engaged him in easy conversation as they rode back into the downtown core, leaving Kristoff wondering more as to what she had planned.

He’d been picked up at five, only knowing they were going for dinner followed by something else. The intrigue was delightful since she’d told him to just wear whatever he was most comfortable in.  Jeans meant he didn’t have to worry that she was going to take him somewhere that he had no idea how to conduct himself in.

The car turned right on a road that Kristoff was very familiar with, and his stomach tightened with a fluttery feeling.  He looked out the window, saying nothing when the car made a left and he knew his assumption was right.  Looking over at Anna, she was grinning ear to ear.

She picked up the bag at her feet.  “I wanted it to be a surprise.  I don’t know if you have one at home, so I got this one with your name on it.”

Anna pulled a hockey jersey out of the bag and showed Kristoff.  He was dumbstruck.  Not only was she clearly taking him to a game, she was gifting him with something special. He didn’t know what to say.

“I got one for myself too,” she added quickly, obviously picking up on how stunned he seemed to find himself.

She gave it to him as he held his in his hands, turning it over looking at the official NHL logos. He did have a team jersey at home, not that Sven and him and been to a game in the last three or four years, but this was special, with his last name across the back.  He was incredibly touched.

He slipped it over his shirt and Anna mimicked him as the car pulled up into a drop-off zone in front of the arena.  Kristoff got out and offered Anna his hand.  She took it and turned to thank the driver before walking ahead, dragging him with her, their hands still clasped together.  He assumed they were going to ascend the stairs, then she steered them to one of the ground-floor entrances he’d never been in before.

At the door, the usher scanned the tickets on her phone and opened the door for him.  Inside they walked into a bar and Kristoff assumed they’d eat there.  Except she pulled him through the open space to another usher that checked her tickets again and let them enter.

On this side of the space was a buffet restaurant.  It smelled delicious and made his stomach twist with hunger.  He figured this was where they were going to grab a bite when she dragged him through that space to into a hallway lined with doors.  It wasn’t until he saw her company logo listed on the slightly ajar door that she brought him to, that he understood exactly what kind of thing she had planned.  

He was beside himself when she pushed it open and he followed her inside.  Never in his life, never in a million years, would he ever thought he would get to watch a hockey game from a private box.  The space was incredible.  A bathroom was on the left when they entered, and along the wall next to the door and stretching around the right wall, was a long counter loaded with chaffing dishes of food and alcohol to mix drinks.  Under were some cupboards and bar fridges filled with beer.   A large television was mounted to the wall above, where the game could be seen if you were away from the seats.

And then there were the seats!

They were at the top of the lower bowl, closer to the ice than Kristoff ever thought he would get. An enclosed seating area jutted off the suite, and there were bar stools aligned at the high counter inside, adding what was essentially a third row for people to watch the game.

He looked down when Anna brought him into the seating area.  Both player boxes were below them at a distance he could make out individual facial expressions.  He watched some of the pre-game happenings as people filtered into the arena.

There were only a handful of people in the suite, and after the quick tour, Anna introduced him to them. He immediately forgot their names for how his mind was whirling.  After she suggested they eat before everyone else arrived and they loaded their plates, grabbed a beer, and took a seat at the high stools above the seating area.  

The view was incredible.

Anna seemed to sense that, since as the suite filled and he was introduced to more people, she kept their stools for them with her purse and jacket.  After the lights dimmed and everyone dispersed to find a seat, they had their spot along the wall to watch and talk in peace.

Not that they talked much. After the loud music for the intro package on the jumbotron and the enthusiastic cheers of the crowd, the place was electric.  

Kristoff’s attention was on the game.  He wondered after it started if he should be engaging Anna in conversation, until she tensed on a breakaway and let out a disappointed sound that mimicked his own when the puck when sent back into their territory.  Clearly, she was just as interested in watching as he was, which delighted him.  The last woman he’d taken to a game had wanted to talk the entire time and he missed almost every single goal.  

It wasn’t until the first commercial break – as indicated by a red light by the penalty boxes – that he decided to start a conversation between plays.

“Anna, this is amazing. Thank you.”

She smiled.  “I knew you would like it.”

“If you don’t mind my asking, I hope this didn’t cost you a bunch?”

Her eyes widened. “No, of course not.  The company covers the suite and I have an open invitation to request a couple of seats here and there, so I asked if there were some available for tonight and there were.  This is pretty normal.  I’ve been here a few times.”

Kristoff wondered again just how different their worlds really were.  

They chatted a bit before the game started back up and they watched with rapt attention.  At the end of the first period, it was scoreless, and when the intermission started, Anna took Kristoff down the hall to a concession stand for ice cream.  Soft serve. The best stuff, she informed him. He got a twist and Anna got chocolate.

For the entire rest of the game, they sipped on beer and snacked on popcorn and nachos that were delivered to the suite.  When Kristoff had to relieve himself, he was left shaking his head again that there was a private bathroom for them to use.  It was such a far cry from sitting on the upper balconies and nosebleeds like every other game he’d been to, and standing in long lines with throngs of men to use the urinals in the bathrooms.

During the second intermission they talked in groups with Anna’s co-workers.  Kristoff had no idea which floor these people worked on.  Everyone was surprisingly friendly.  Perhaps a lot of the attitudes he’d encountered so far were just that; work attitudes.  It made him wonder a lot about who those people really where when they were at home.

Every time their team scored, Kristoff and Anna jumped to their feet and hugged each other.   The game ended with a win, and even though the season had barely started, the team was looking strong.

They stayed long after the end of the game while people filtered out, chatting between Anna bidding everyone a good evening.  In the end they were the last ones out of the suite, and they walked hand in hand to the town car waiting for them on the street.

The night had been amazing, made even more so by Anna’s presence.  As the car pulled out of the arena space and onto the streets to take them home, Kristoff closed his eyes and smiled as he leaned his head back against the seat.

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He was woken up by someone gently shaking his shoulder.  His eyes fluttered open to see Anna leaning over and smiling down at him.  He realized he’d fallen asleep on the ride home.

“Oh shit, sorry.”  His voice was hoarse from sleep and cheering hard at the game.  

Anna laughed quietly. “Don’t be silly.  Not a big deal.”

Kristoff’s wits came back slowly and he crawled out of the car and stood, stretching out his tired back. Anna was smiling sweetly at him and he felt a little embarrassed that he’d fallen asleep.  The work haul had done a number on him and he was glad things were going to be a little better paced from then on, even though there was still a push to finish the office space as quick as possible.   The finishing stuff that was left was easier at least, not back breaking labour like the start of all their jobs.

She walked silently with him up the walk to his townhouse and ascended the steps to his door.  He paused before unlocking it, and turned to Anna.

“Thank you again for the amazing date, Anna.”  He shook his head, smiling all over again.  “It was amazing.”

She smiled brightly in return.  “I’m so glad you enjoyed yourself, Kristoff.”

“Will you go out with me again next Saturday?”

“Absolutely I will,” she said, taking a step closer to him and placing her palms on his chest.  

Kristoff wrapped his hands around her waist, moving closer to her as well.  “I’ll think of something fun, although I doubt that I can top tonight.”

“Oh, don’t say that. I mean, I like hockey absolutely, but the dinner for our first date was more enjoyable.”

“Was it now?” he asked, looking into her hooded eyes as their faces came closer together.

“Definitely,” she whispered, and met his lips when he moved to kiss her.

She sighed into him, making his entire body tingle.  Their tongues briefly tasting each other before Kristoff slowed then stopped the kiss. He wasn’t going to ask her in, not wanting to pressure her in any way shape or form.  When they spent the night together, it was going to be her decision.

She stared dreamily at his lips a moment before looking into his eyes.  “It’s hard waiting a whole week to go out on dates with you.”

He chuckled softly. “You’re telling me.”

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[hughesquinn]

5 + 14 for the hockey asks??

THANK U ANNA :D

5. First NHL game:

ooo so my first nhl game was a preseason preds game but i dont really. count that as it wasn’t the actual season BUT my first one then was preds vs leafs :D !!!!! and lowkey first game i had watched this season LMAOO but i have so many pics and 2 pucks :D

14. Best looking jerseys:

THE LEAFS ALTERNATE JERSEYS!!!! THEY FUCK SO HARD!!!!!

this is from the game i was at 🤭🤭 but these fuck so hard they’re hot

hockey questions

[ynseincanada]

thursday 9/11/2023

(part 2)

With Sam & Sara, two friends from my Canadian Texts class, I organised a listening party for 1989 (Taylor's Version). We had agreed to meet at Sam's apartment. While we listened to the album, we made friendship bracelets <3 Sam also has a great view of the city!!! the last picture is the view she had on the North Saskatchewan river, where I live (approximately).

Jin, Anna and I went to the pub to watch the nhl heritage classic between Calgary and Edmonton. Jin and Anna are both from Calgary and unfortunately Edmonton won the battle of Alberta :p

The Sherlock Holmes pub is one of my favorite places in the university district, because besides the fact that they constantly broadcast sports and have liefmans kriek (my favorite beer from Belgium), they also have great food…

My Canadian Texts class and especially my professor (I love you Sarah) proved once again why she is awesome. Last week during class we started a campfire in Emily Murphy park and made s'mores (my first time trying, it was super delicious).

This week we took a hike with author Naomi McIlwraith. Naomi is indigenous and she writes bilingual poetry in English and Cree. She introduced us to smudging, a ritual in which sacred herbs are burned. Naomi used sage, which, along with sweetgrass, red cedar and tobacco, is thus one of the sacred herbs. She explained that in this beautiful ritual you are actually purifying yourself. You do this especially in periods of stress, anxiety, or if you have to engage in a difficult conversation with someone, for example. It should bring you peace. If you feel like it/you are interested, you should definitely check out this video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m-aymoygbhw

P.S.: the water also looked incredibly bluish green this week! see the last pictures

[hockeyshmockey]

masterlist

yall idk how to make these but with the amount of f1 stories I have in my drafts I felt i should try.. this doesnt have any of my stuff from before the end of 2021 so sorry about that

Requests are open! especially for f1 :)

updated 3/18/2023

f1 driver stories, insta aus, blurbs

charles leclerc

champagne

5+1 times charles and alysia run into each other. charles x oc

blurb

post imola feels. charles x oc (alysia favale)

I gotta feeling

you surprise charles in bahrain. charles x reader 

midnight call

charles gets a late night call from you. charles x reader

lord perceval

you’re a youtuber. 5 times charles ended up in your videos, and one time you’re in his. charles x youtuber!reader

Pierre Gasly

wags (habs)

pierre dating a professional tennis player. pierre x oc

style

hadley takes over styling pierre, he joins her in a youtube video and everyone knows they’re in love. pierre x oc

ig au 2 3 

celeb yn insta edit

daniel ricciardo

ig au 2 3 4 country singer yn

this is it

sasha is at the Aus GP and can’t be more in love with this honeybadger. dan x oc

sydney

daniel and his wife have a baby. dan x female reader

lewis hamilton

sugar

lewis likes to spoil his girl. lewis x female reader

untitled

Lewis Hamilton is a loyal brit through and through. what happens when he meets the youngest member of the royal family? lewis x oc

untitled

lewis surprises his girlfriend at her fashion show. lewis x model!reader

ig au singer!yn au

she’s safe with me

request that went a lot sadder than anticipated!! prompt idea: lewis in a relationship with someone who has a good relationship with their dad. the ending would prob be like “don’t worry, i’ll keep her safe & happy just like you did, she’s in safe hands.” PLS. lewis x fem!reader

mick schumacher

crazy girl

mick and his childhood friend In love, thats it. mick x oc

embarassing

mick meets someone and gets a date in the most interesting of ways. mick x oc

bare with me

based on this request! Heyy would you please write a part 2 of crazy girl (mick story) where they end up talking about the kiss and their feelings? Cheers love xx. part 2 to crazy girl. mick x oc

max verstappen

familial ties

5 times max and isabella ricciardo annoy daniel with their relationship + 1 time he thinks he can get over it.  max x ricciardo!oc

champion

max wdc win smut. max x female reader

my girl

max goes looking for a fight after bahrain. max x oc

insane

jos and anna verstappen get into an altercation. time for max to step it up. max x fem oc

wing men

the moment when max has a crush and the paddock tries to help wing man. max x oc

insta au (characters from familial ties)

burning up

request: can I please request an at-home dinner date w/max where he makes food but is useless so you take over (he’s happy to watch tho bc he’s so in love) or you make food from the start as a sweet gesture or something, will leave the choice up to you! just absolute fluff and cuteness all around. max x reader

lando norris

day in the life

ciara goes through old quadrant videos and decides recreate one. lando x ofc

untitled blurb

lando coming home to you after a race. ln x reader

streaming

you wake up and Landos streaming. Lando x reader

insta au

carlos sainz 

meddler

natalia norris and carlos sainz just need a push in the right direction. carlos x norris!oc

insta au

regrets

after meddling to get his sister and former team mate together, Lando may have regrets (4+1). part 2 to meddler. carlos x norris sister!reader

sebastian vettel

love report

sebastian vettel? notorious flirt. what happens when his future wife is a reporter? seb x fem oc

nhl player stories, insta aus, blurbs

erik johnson

new number

you meet ej at a bachelorette weekend. ej x female reader

story

the ej x landeskog!sister moment I feel like I needed. ej x fem oc

cale makar

ig au

meant to be

cale makar x reader

jacob markstrom

baby fever

olivia is obsessed w her sister’s baby and jacob wants one. jacob x oc

jamie oleksiak

ig au

tyler seguin

sunshine

tyler with a pregnant reader

[lover-of-mine]

TWO GOALS IN 12 SECONDS. NICO BREAKING FRANCHISE RECORD. LETS GOOOOOOOOOOOO

[holocene-sims]

get to know me tag!

i was tagged by @idyllicephemera 💌✨ thank you so much!!

rules: tag 9 people you would like to get to know/catch up with.

last song: according to spotify, the last song i listened to was dicke titten by rammstein LMAOOO. that feels right for me. it's pride month and i'm a lesbian so the song that translates to "big boobs" feels really appropriate tbh 🏳️‍🌈

last TV show: i haven't watched a TV show in a hot minute but i have been watching all the NHL playoff games lately, so hockey? my favorite team is out of contention but i'm watching all the games anyway

currently watching/listening to: kind of the same answer as above! i've been watching hockey and also i've been watching the star wars movies with my best friend. i'm not really a star wars fan (sorry, i'm committed to being a trekkie for life) but she's a huge fan so i don't mind enjoying with her! for music...really i've just been listening to the new rammstein album! that and my general metal & kpop playlists. usual stuff for me 😅

currently reading: anna karenina! i got an absolutely gorgeous version of the book for christmas and i've been saving it to read for the summer. the book itself is hardback and leather-bound, aka my DREAM book 🤤😍

current obsession/hyperfixation: i'm just coming fresh off two back-to-back video game hyperfixations in mass effect and skyrim, so the sims motivation is coming back finally! so i'd say i'm a bit obsessed at the moment with planning out my story and trying to get it moving along faster. that's my main sims project so i'm trying to put my effort into that instead of other sims stuff

feel free to ignore if you've already been tagged or aren't interested, but i'll tag 💟

@crazykissim @nigmos @mangosimoothie @bobapplesimblr @mmmatchasims @yesi-sims04 @division47s @permanentleigh @simstakay

[zashamalkin]

Geno and Anna’s Match TV interview

ABOUT THE RETURN TO RUSSIA AND THE RETURN OF THE NHL

- It's so good in Moscow, our parents have now arrived to babysit their grandson. We get high, we feel good. But, of course, it's hard to be in the dark - we, like everyone else, are waiting for specifics: when, what, why. Because the very preparation for the season gets confused when you do not know what will be ahead. Hopefully things will start to settle down soon.

I would like to return to hockey already. I've already started thinking about age - not much remains until the age of 40. Moreover, when you performed unsuccessfully, there is a desire to go on the ice again and prove that we have a good team.

Do I want to play at the Olympics? I always wanted to, but again - I am for justice. I agree with the coaches that the best should play in the national team. If I am ready and fit the style of the team, I will come with pleasure.

ABOUT THE FUTURE AT PITTSBURGH

- In the new season, the team will be new. Would I like to spend my entire NHL career in one club? Let's not guess, but everything suits me in Pittsburgh. I am not the kind of person who likes to move from city to city in search of warmth or the ocean. Of course, I want to be where the child is better, but this team chose me 16 years ago, and I'm going to serve her faithfully.

But I really don't know how it will turn out. Maybe we will lose, and the line-up will begin to change - no one is safe from this. In America it is doubly noticeable that hockey is a business.

ABOUT WHAT MALKIN IS AT HOME

Anna Kasterova: I understand how Zhenya is generally perceived. And all this is true. He is really very kind, he has a soft heart. He is very helpful and calm. But at home Zhenya is a little different. And I, of course, understand that, given his workload in training and games, he needs to throw it all out somewhere. In general, he is very explosive - he can be a very dangerous comrade. But I am not so simple either.

In a relationship, someone has to give in. And I concede more. In some key events, Zhenya always acts very right in relation to me: there is both support and concessions on his part.

Evgeni Malkin: I would like to add that my mood depends on my work. In times of failure and injury, I cannot go out and do something like that - I leave all the negativity at home. I understand that sometimes I break down and cross the line, but this is not related to family problems.

FRIENDSHIP WITH CROSBY

- I think this is my closest friend. We are friends with families. I have said more than once and will repeat that Sydney no longer impresses me as a hockey player, but as a person. I know both his family and his fiancee. (This likely does not mean actual engagement. It's a translation hitch.) If this person comes to your studio, he will be the most humble athlete of all with whom you had to communicate - despite all his regalia, medals and cups.

ABOUT THE SCANDAL AROUND DZIUBA

- We all understand that this is natural and there is nothing illegal in this. Especially my personal opinion: the reason why Dziuba should be in the national team is that he should enter the field and forget himself. Now he will not be able to sleep, he will wind himself up - a person's career can simply break down. A person can drink after this at all. I would not want his career to break down because of this.

If he was called to the national team, then he would be busy in training and in communication with the boys. They will support him.

ABOUT CORONAVIRUS

- Yes, I had it, I had it. Heavy? No. The story is really strange. Friends with whom we were in the same company said that they had a coronavirus. The whole family passed the tests, Anya and I were positive, the child and the nanny were negative. We handed over in three days - the same situation. There were no symptoms at all - not even the sense of smell disappeared. There was no fatigue either. When I passed the second positive test, I was told to stay at home. In a week we donate blood - there are no antibodies, no virus - nothing. After three weeks, antibodies had just begun to appear. It was all a month ago.

I don't want to say anything bad about people, but even now the statistics are very serious, plus 20 thousand infected per day, and when people come to training, I understand that they want to be photographed, and the children run to hug you. You don't know how to act in such a situation. People may not understand the refusal and be offended. And I see that they are offended.

Anna Kasterova: In general, he is 100% recognizable in Pittsburgh. You go out with him on the street, and everyone knows him. It was very hard to get used to it - I just did not expect this.

ABOUT LIFE AFTER SPORTS

- The question of retirement is the most difficult one. I thought about this a lot. There is no answer yet. Life is such that you do not know what will happen tomorrow. With all the events that take place in the world, I don't even want to guess anything.

It will turn out to end his playing career in “Pittsburgh” - so it happened. If you manage to play for Magnitogorsk last year, then so. Again, your level must match. If I am a 40-year-old pedestrian, it will not be a very beautiful story.

WORKING AS AN EXPERT ON MATCH TV AND TONGUE TWISTERS

- Ask questions as an expert on Match TV? Until the contract is signed - what questions can we talk about? Do you think I could do it? Would you take it in 5 years? How the channel would explode! Tongue Twisters? Let's not make Zagitov out of me.

As a result, Malkin gave up and repeated the tongue twisters. We recommend watching them and further comic skirmish with Guberniev in video format. Heat.

FINALLY: THE WISHES OF THE SPOUSES TO EACH OTHER

Anna Kasterova: I want to wish my husband health first of all and so that he never loses his sense of self-confidence, because he is really one of the coolest hockey players in the world. I want him to always remember this. And I also want to wish him to win the fourth Stanley Cup. He has everything for this - I would really like that ( with these words Anna began to wipe away her tears).

Evgeni Malkin: I will not say much, I will just say: "I love you very much."

X

[qwertyfingers]

Ok I’m the hockey fic anon from earlier, agreed it ends too fast. I think the choice to skip the final game made sense since the Big Win was against whatever the homophobia team was called, but I could have gone for a little more of like……..Cas and Anna reconnecting, w little more media publishing rumors bc I’m a cunt and I like the misery drama. I thought the “I’m not Russia’s golden boy” “they always went after Cas” was hinting about people suspecting he was gay and that’s what broke the family connection and why he was ready to GO when his parents wanted Anna to get married. I guess it did hint at that but I thought it would get explored a little more. Really I was just waiting for a scene where Dean has a google translate tab open and he’s trying to figure out how to get to the Russian forums where people speculate about cas’ sexuality. Another like. Two chapters would have hit the spot. Also Cas should have awkwardly brought Anna to the family skate day bc they’d started to reconnect and things were weird w Dean so it was a prime moment for dean to like. Look over and see Cas spending time with somebody that isn’t in deans life. Maybe it’s the fact that this isn’t the first prosports fic ive read but I did miss the cliche of one of them discovering people on the internet think they’re cute together. combining the ideas: dean makes his way to a Russian hockey forum where they used to speculate that Cas was gay and now they’re like “hey I just watched an american game to see what’s up with krushnic. Anybody else see how he looked at the captain?” Cue dean shuttling his laptop off and repressing it. Okay final point: we never got dean rewatching the fight 😡 I just think it would have been fun and tension-filled if he’d like. Rewatched Cas freak out and get in his first nhl fight and been like aw 😳. Also to hear what the commentators had to say about like. The team captain getting his shit rocked and then the new guy who nobody knows if he actually likes gets in his first fight and it’s like. Very violent. Next thing u know the captains brother is helping the captain up but instead of getting off the ice, the concussed guy also tries to beat the shit out of the other team who is now going after the violent new guy. And then the captain and the new guy skate off together. The media having a field day with that would have been fun. Overall very fun fic, I do crave drama tho so those are my tweaks to go from 10/10 to 11/10

YEAH you're so right it's so good but if they'd upped the drama just a liiiiiittle more it would've really fucked. i also really wish they'd delved into cas' sexuality more just because like. dean's entire emotional journey is about being The Gay in hockey and how he doesn't know how to navigate that! why take the copout of Cas being ~demi~ and only interested in people he's already in love with when you spent all that time showing that Cas was obsessed with Dean rigth from their first meeting and also literally? talked about going on dates with men in russia and getting in trouble for it?? not fic-ruining by any means but i did find it weird. and yeah i wanted to see anna more it felt like there was so much happening offscreen that would have been really interesting to actually see.

also YES it really needed a little interlude of tabloid drama after some of those fights because they were BATSHIT

[destielplayshockey]

excerpt:

[“Does your head coach always chew you out on the bench when you’re losing?” is how Anna chooses to answer the phone.

“He does very often, I wouldn’t necessarily say ‘always,’” Castiel says. “The team is very demoralized, especially the rookies. I’m frequently stepping in and fighting him on a variety of issues and I won’t be surprised if I’m traded again when my contract with this team expires.”

“I might be able to help with that,” she tells him, very slowly.

“How?” Castiel doesn’t understand. She’s a journalist and has nothing to do with the NHL outside of having three half-brothers who play in it.

“If I can interview some of your teammates I can plaster how he’s abusing his players all over the media and he may get fired. At the very least it’ll cause an uproar with the fans and a scandal. Most of them won’t know I’m related to you, so that should help, they won’t question whether I can stay objective.”

It’s not the worst idea. And if not for the Islanders as a team then for Dean’s sake alone, Castiel would love to see John removed from his position.

“I’ll see what I can do. It’ll take some planning and also some convincing.”

“First figure out who your allies would be. Not all of them will be on board with this, and actually most of them probably won’t be. So who do you know off the top of your head who would help?”

“Crowley, unfortunately,” he groans. “I’d like to get Dean to agree, but I don’t know if that’s even remotely possible. Kevin is a likely candidate, and one of our goalies… the angry one.”

“Okay. So talk to whichever one of them is most likely to help you first, then the two of you are more likely to be able to get other players to cooperate than if it’s just you by yourself.”

“That would be my insufferable linemate.”

“Really?”

“Yes. And I’m absolutely jumping for joy at the idea of spending my free time seeking out his company,” Castiel says sardonically.

Anna laughs. “He’s the short one with the accent, right?”

“Yes. He’s also an incredible pain in the ass every second I spend in his presence aside from the ones where we’re physically on the ice during a game.”

“Okay. I’m wrapping up a project right now, so in a couple of days I’ll talk to Uriel and get him to sign off on this. Once I get the go-ahead from him I’ll hit you up for interviews.”

“Thank you, Anna.”

“You’re welcome. Hey, how’s Jack? I’m sorry I haven’t been around to help keep an eye on him.”

“It’s fine, and so is he. Dean watched him for an afternoon and Jack instantly made friends with him, he keeps asking to have Dean babysit him again.”

“Do you and Dean have something going on, Cas?”

“Um. No?” he answers, utterly baffled. “Why would you think so?”

“Because I saw you talking about him during your interview in the second intermission. Here’s a tip from the neurotypical world, people don’t talk about their friends the way you talk about Dean. Not unless they want to date that friend. ‘He contributes so much to the team because he’s an amazing player and an amazing person. I’m better when he’s on the ice.’ He’s not even on your line and you say things like that, and once in awhile a player gushing over a teammate is fine but you’ve done it at least three times now, practically word-for-word. That’s not normal.”

“Dean is my friend,” Castiel protests.

“Exactly zero other Islanders have said anything like that during interviews except for the game right after he had his injury, Cas.”

“I’m a supportive teammate.”

“You have a giant crush on your captain.” She’s laughing at him. He hates that.]

[annakasterova-malkina]

Anna Katerova in Podcast for NHL.com Russia (final part)

Blitz poll

1 Who would you most like to interview as a journalist?

With Irina Khakamada (famous Russian economist, journalist and presidential candidate in 2004).

2. What would you ask her?

How does she manage to store knowledge, to possess such wisdom? Where did she nourish herself with such, in my opinion, the right attitude to life?

3. What aspects of Russian life do you miss when you are abroad??

"doctor's" sausage, some restaurants and, of course, brother, mother, grandparents.

4. What aspects of American life do you miss when you are in Russia?

I always take a huge amount of dietary supplements away from here. I really miss the quality water, I miss the very friendly people who meet in different institutions

5. A city or country that impressed you the most?

Los Angeles, Santa Monica. I was there recently. I celebrated my birthday there with my closest friends. I really liked this place, it seemed to me incredibly atmospheric. And although it does not differ much in terms of infrastructure from Miami, it struck me to the very heart.

6. Where do you dream to travel with your family?

I want to go on a safari and see the natural habitat of wild animals. I like animals a lot. This is Kenya, Namibia.

7. What is the most romantic gift Geno has made for you?

He himself chose and designed a wrist bracelet with the initials of N.M.'s son. It turned out to be so beautiful and extraordinary. And the most pleasant thing about this gift is that it is completely his idea, his project. Do you understand yes? A man and piece of jewelry - its are incredible. He thought it over and did everything himself!

It's very cute that you chose not a trip somewhere, not an expensive gift, but such a romantic thing as this.

There are actually many of them. The second one was even sweeter and more touching. I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw it. He impressed me so much, when we returned to Russia in the summer of 2016, we were met by Zhenya's close friend and Nikita's godfather. Zhenya said that he needed to leave for a while and returned after a couple of hours. He showed me his new tattoo. I saw that under the ribs he made himself an image of our son's hand, the real size of his hand, when Nikita was just born, and our initials with Nikita. This is such a powerful moment. I am still impressed.

8. Where in Pittsburgh can you go so that no one will recognize you and Zhenya?

Nowhere. There are no such places.

9. What is your favorite Russian film?

Now there is such a big wave of serials. Can I name the TV show that impressed me? I liked the series "An Ordinary Woman". And on the recommendation of friends, I watched the series "House Arrest".

10. What career would you prefer for Nikita as a hockey player or sports journalist?

Only of these two? This is a dangerous question !!! I have other options, but if you choose from these two, then of course a professional hockey player. I actually have very big educational ambitions for Nikita. At the age of three, it is already clear that he is a very smart boy. I would rather like him to get the best possible education than to be engaged in professional hockey. Zhenya and I have different views on this matter. And it is too early to predict anything. Again, this is a very dangerous question. Nevertheless, I have my own clear position on this issue. While I think so. I know that it will be almost impossible to combine education and hockey. We will be actively monitoring him shortly. I understand that he can now start skate and start showing super results. Even now, without skating, he shows excellent results for his age. But what will happen in 10 years? Maybe his interest in sports will disappear or, on the contrary, he will not be interested in studying. I will never hinder his desires. And I think it's impossible with such a father (laughs).

Thank you very much Anna for such a frank and interesting interview. It was wonderful. «Overboard» podcast No 3 / Подкаст “За бортом». Dec 2019 Interviewer - Pavel Strizhenov, for NHL Russia

[myhockeyworld87]

Nervous Regrets - Tyler Seguin - Part 33

Word Count: 2,479

POV: Tyler

Warnings: None this is complete fluff

Nervous Regrets Masterlist

TYLER'S POV

 You tip-toed into the house, partly in case Jace was asleep and the other part hoping that your wife was. After the scene you made earlier about not wanting to leave the house, you had a feeling she'd still be awake even if she had to keep her eyes open with toothpicks. Though the whole drive home after your interview, you prayed she would be fast asleep, for you knew she was going to kill you the moment you walked through the door.

 As you snuck in the house, you noticed that the television wasn't on, so maybe you did luck out and she was sleeping. Gerry came to greet you and you patted the dog on the head before making your way through the house. She was just walking out of your bedroom, baby monitor in hand, and a scowl on her face. You tried to head her off before, she could start yelling at you. "I know, I fucked up. I'm sorry." She still wasn't smiling even after you apologized. "Baby, you don't know how sorry I am. I know I screwed up. I'm gonna make it right though." You reached for her and she went easily into your arms, so she couldn't be too mad.

 "I can't believe you just let it slip that we're married." She pressed her forehead into your chest, and you leaned down and kissed her head. "I had to put my phone on silent, so it wouldn't wake up Jace." You winced, before pulling her back, so you could look her in the face.

 "I'm so sorry, babe. How is my lil man doing? Did he like watching his daddy play?"

 "Yeah, he loved watching you. Though he hates the way I celebrate when you score." You laughed. "I guess I got a little too excited and maybe a hair bit too loud…and well he started crying."

 "Great, you're going to make him hate when I score." She swatted playfully at your chest. "Ouch."

 "Oh, stop that didn't hurt, and at least I didn't tell the world we secretly got married."

 "Ok, now that did hurt. I didn't do it on purpose." You maneuvered her hips, and lead her over the couch to sit down. "So who all have you ignored so far."

 "Well, I did take Jenna's call, but I let the one from Anna, Liv, and my brother Sean go to voicemail." She rubbed the bridge of her nose; a telltale sign she had a headache coming on. You scooted her so that you could massage her shoulders, it was the least you could do, considering how bad you'd fucked up.

 "I've had both my sisters and Brett, though I'm not sure if he was calling as a friend or for management." You could feel some of her tension melt the longer your fingers kneaded into her neck. "Any ideas on how we want to handle this?"

 "Well, I think we start by telling our families the truth…and maybe groveling a little bit. I'm thinking cute pictures of Jace would help as well."

 "Are you using our child to get out of trouble?"

 "It sounds bad when you put it that way."

 You kissed her neck, before answering back. "Not if it gets us out of the doghouse." She leaned back into your chest then. You could tell she was tired. "How long has Jace been sleeping?"

 "Not long. I just put him down a few minutes before you walked in."

 "We should probably get some sleep than before he has us up in a few hours." Although, the two of you literally just sat down; you figured if you didn't move now, you'd both end up sleeping on the couch until Jace woke you.

 "You're probably right." She eased off the couch, still moving gingerly from all she endured.

 When you walked into the bedroom, you headed straight for Jace's bassinet, which was close to your bed. Cash was sleeping on one side and Marshall on the other, while Gerry stayed at your side. You peered down at your sleeping son, who looked so peaceful, and your heart swelled with love. "Hi bud, daddy missed you." Leaning down you placed a soft kiss on his forehead, careful not to wake him. He stirred a bit but continued to sleep.

 It didn't take either you or (Y/N) long to get ready for bed. She moved the bassinet closer to her side, before crawling in under the covers. You scooted behind as close as you could get so the two of you could gaze at Jace for a few minutes longer, before falling asleep. It was about four hours later that you were woken up by his soft little cries. (Y/N) got up and quickly scooped Jace up, knowing that he was probably hungry and needed to be changed. You made a move to help her. "It's ok Ty. I got him. Go back to sleep."

 It amazed that you that after everything she went through, with Jace's crazy birth, that in just a couple days, (Y/N) made taking care of him seem so easy, as if she'd been doing this for years. She scooted up against the headboard and began to nurse Jace, while you laid there in awe watching your wife and child. You literally had everything you ever wanted right in this room right now, and while you may have screwed up tonight; you had a feeling that if you told both your families this everything would be fine. You nuzzled into her hip and her free hand stroked your hair while Jace fed.

 You never heard or felt her get up and change the baby or put him back down, until sometime in the morning when the light started to peer through the blinds. (Y/N) was sleeping peacefully, so you carefully extracted yourself out of the bed and went to check on your newborn son; who was wide awake in his bassinet just looking around. Before he could cry and wake his mama up, you picked him up and headed out to the kitchen, closing the door to let your wife sleep. Jace fit so easy in the crook of your one arm as you marveled at how tiny your little guy was. "Hey bud, are you gonna hang with me for a while so mommy can sleep?" You stroked his little hand and he grasped your finger. "I'll take that as a yes."

 Grabbing a juice out of the fridge, you plopped down on the couch and turned the tv on, putting it on mute. You turned the station to the NHL network so that you could catch up on scores from the night before. "Daddy plays the Blues tomorrow night and it looks like they won last night. So, we say boo to that." Jace frowned as if understood and didn't want the Blues to win either. "Don't worry, we're going beat them, just for you."

 The two of you finished watching all the scores before they re-aired On The Fly, from the night before. It was about ten minutes into the show when they started to show the highlights from the Stars game. "Watch this here Jace, this is where I scored a goal just for you bud." They continued to show the rest of the goals. "Oh, watch Uncle Chubbs check Josi right there. Daddy should've gone glove side on that one there. I'll teach you that when you get bigger. You're going to have a wicked slap shot?" He made a little cooing noise as if he would and you leaned down and kissed his precious head.

 "Is daddy filling your head with hockey already?" (Y/N) was standing in the archway just watching the two of you.

 "We're just watching some highlights and I may have mentioned a few things he's going to learn." You motioned for her to come and sit beside you, so you could cuddle both your babies. Her hands immediately went to Jace, just caressing his sweet little face. "Don't worry, I know it won't be for a while."

 "Thank goodness for that." She said talking to the baby and not you. "You're just still way too little to even to think about that huh?" Jace's eyes looked around and then fixated on (Y/N), after hearing his mom's voice. She leaned against you, and his gaze followed her. "You didn't have to let me sleep, but thanks."

 "Babe, you need your rest. You've been through a lot, besides Jace wasn't fussy; so we were just having some father-son bonding." You could feel her smile into your chest and you leaned down and kissed her head.

 "You know we still have to deal with the fallout from last night." She didn't need to remind you. You were sure by now there were messages on your phone from your family, though you'd left it on the charger in the bedroom when you'd come out here with Jace. "I'm honestly surprised my parents haven't called." She was scrolling through her phone. "Should we just get this over with?"

 "No time like the present."

 She dialed her parent's house, even though it was still a little early in the morning. "Hey sweetheart, how's my new grandson?" Her mom asked through the speakerphone.

 "He's an angel. Ty and I are just sitting on the couch with him now. Is dad there?"

 "Yeah hold on and I'll get him." It didn't take more than a minute until (Y/N)'s dad was on the phone.

 "Hey, guys, everything good up there?"

 "Hi Dad, yeah we're great." (Y/N) answered them. "Umm…we just had to call and talk to you about something…well before you hear it someplace else."

 Neither of her parents reacted, which you didn't know if that was a good sign or a bad one. "There's no easy way to say this," you spoke up since it was your blunder, to begin with. "(Y/N) and I got married, the first of the year." You paused for a second, but when they still didn't say anything you decided to go on. "It was really my idea. I wanted Jace to be born with both his parents having the same last name. I know it sounds stupid because we're engaged and stuff. I just never want him to question that his parents always wanted him. You know?"

 Your heart was beating almost as fast as when you'd asked them for (Y/N)'s hand in marriage. Thankfully (Y/N) took over the conversation. "We hope you guys aren't upset, it was completely spur of the moment and just us; and well Jamie and Jenna. They were our witnesses. We still want the big wedding with everyone this summer, this was just something that we wanted to do for us…and well Jace. You're not mad, are you?"

 "Oh sweetheart, we're not mad." (Y/N)'s dad answered immediately.

 "Honestly, we kind of figured you wouldn't wait." Her mom added.

 "Really?" You both said at the same time.

 "Sweetie, it's obvious you two are in love, and it only stands to reason you wouldn't want to wait." (Y/N)'s mom paused but then continued. "I mean it would've been nice to be invited." Both you and (Y/N) winced. "But at the same time, we understand."

 "As long as I still get to walk you down the aisle, there's no hard feelings."

 "Oh dad, of course, you can. I want that more than anything." (Y/N) told him. The conversation went on for several minutes and they planned a time when they could come and see Jace. As soon as you hung up with her parents, it was time to face the music with your mom.

 "Hey mom, how's it going?" you asked as she picked up the phone.

 "I'm not sure how to answer that Tyler, my phone has been ringing off the hook with a ton of questions, and I don't have any answers." You could hear a bit of irritation in her voice.

 "So, I guess you've heard the news then."

 "I heard you told reporters you were married if that's what you're referring to. But what I want to know is if this is like that Valentine's Day joke you pulled on me a few years ago." (Y/N) placed a comforting hand on your knee, as she decided to answer your mom for you.

 "It's no joke Jackie, we're really married." She then explained the reasoning to your mom just as she had to her parents. "I hope you're not too upset with us?"

 Your mom sighed softly into the phone. "Well, it's kind of hard to be when you were only doing what's best for my grandson."

 "We still want the big wedding in the summer." You assured her. "In fact, I'm sure you girls will be planning it when you get here in a couple days."

 "Oh, I'm sure we will be when I'm not holding that precious little boy. How is he doing?"

 "He's so amazing mom. Like, I don't want to take my eyes off of him." You looked down at Jace who had fallen asleep in your arms. "He's the best thing that ever happened to me, mom. Well besides (Y/N) that is." (Y/N) smiled, then leaned over and kissed your cheek.

 "Oh honey, you sound so happy." You could hear her get choked up a bit. "I can't wait to meet little Jace."

 "We can't wait for you to get here, Jackie." (Y/N) added. "Jace can't wait to meet his Grandma."

 "Oh, I can't wait to squeeze him."

 "Not too hard mom." You told her with a laugh.

 "Don't you start with me Tyler, you're still on my shit list."

 "Ouch, and how come (Y/N)'s not."

 "Hey don't throw me under the bus Seguin." (Y/N) said as she swatted at your arm, causing Jace to wiggle; so you threw her a look that said 'don't wake the baby.'

 "(Y/N)'s not in trouble, she gave birth to my grandson." Your wife just stuck her tongue out at you. "But we can talk about it when I get there. Now, go take care that sweet little boy, and I'll see you three soon."

 "Will do. Love you, mom."

 "Love you all. Kiss that little boy for me." With that, she hung up the phone.

 "Well, that went better than I expected." You told (Y/N).

 "I have a feeling this little guy right here helped out a lot." Her hand went to Jace and you could tell she was itching to hold him, though if you were being honest; you weren't quite ready to give him up just yet. So instead, you wrapped your free arm around your wife and pulled her close. You'd never felt so happy in your entire life, then you did at that moment holding everything that you loved the most in your arms.  

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Between The Pipes [Chapter 8]

Rating: M Words: 2236 Pairing: Kristanna Summary: When a new owner takes over the Arendelle Ice Breakers, Kristoff isn’t sure about his future with the team. That is, until a PR nightmare throws the newest member of the media team, who also just so happens to be the daughter of the new owner, right into his arms. Kristoff and Anna can’t even stand the interviews they have to do together… how on earth are they going to fix this mess? Hockey!AU.

[Chapter Index]

Where To Read: [AO3]

Notes: hehe this was fun. I don’t know if this is something that actually happens or not, but in my world it does! They have to do those studio headshots and stuff somewhere right? 

Anyway, the NHL does these silly things called Puck Personalities and it’s def the inspiration for the last part of this. Here’s a playlist of them if you’re bored and want to watch hockey boys be awkward bc none of them like to be on camera. 

Enjoy!

Gerda wanted her to get some practice today. Some dumb, fluffy media that would just go on the internet when they ran out of things to report on, or if they felt that they needed something to smooth over any rough patches PR-wise. It was just going to be silly questions that were meant to play with the guys, get them comfortable with her, and to give fans something fun to watch that would bring the players down to a more relatable 

So Anna did herself up as nicely as she could. 

Her makeup was natural enough that she didn’t look ridiculous, but emphasized enough for all of her hard work to show up on the camera, she curled her hair and put the front up in a soft braid that circled the back of her head, and she slipped on a still professional but definitely tight black sweater dress, and a soft emerald green sweater, with knee-high black boots over sheer tights. But in her worry that it wouldn’t be what they wanted, she threw a couple more options into the back of her car before heading over to the local studio space that they had rented for the day. 

When she arrived, there were more cars than she was willing to count lines up around the lot, including Kristoff’s truck. Swallowing the lump that was forming in her throat, Anna got out of her car, elected to leave the other clothing so she didn’t look like a crazy person, and walked with purpose towards the studio doors. 

She was immediately greeted by Gerda, who smiled at her warmly. “I see you’ve taken care of hair and makeup, perfect,” she started, leading Anna by the elbow towards the small green room. “There are snacks and drinks back here while you wait. They’re just finishing up the shots for the players in jerseys, and we’ll be able to proceed with your segment soon. 

It was a whirlwind and Anna was grateful she processed anything that was said to her before Gerda ran off to find the next issue she needed to handle. 

There were a couple unfamiliar faces, but Anna’s eyes locked on to the one other female in the room, and let out a sigh of relief when she approached. “You must be Anna,” she smiled, her voice gentle. “Honeymaren, but you can just call me Honey.” Anna’s nose scrunched unwillingly, laughter in expression evident, and Honey smiled in response. “My parents are hippies, what can I say?”

Anna shook her hand before letting out another laugh. “I like it, it’s sweet.”

“... Like Honey?” 

They shared a laugh and Anna felt suddenly more at ease. It was nice to meet someone around her age and her gender in such a male-dominated area. She quickly learned that Honey was the same age as her sister, was in PR, and had been doing this for six years now. “So,” Anna started, clasping her hands together in front of her hips. “Is it always this crazy?”

“Oh, you have no idea,” Honey laughed, gesturing to the door. “If you want, we can go watch the videographer for a minute? It’s usually less crowded in the studio room.”

Anna nodded enthusiastically and they were soon on their way, making the usual small talk. They passed a few players who gave them winks and playful gestures, but none seemed too eager to stop and talk with them. Honey told her it was only because they had to go get into their suits for the talking head portion of filming and not because they didn’t want to talk to her, and Anna did her best to brush it off.

“These boys are going to be talking to me plenty over the season, I don’t blame them for not wanting to talk to me right now.”

With a chuckle, Honey pushed open the heavy studio door and nodded, leading Anna in. “I think they’ve just got the goalies left, and then it’ll be your turn!”

Anna realized exactly what that meant and felt her cheeks warm as she glanced up just in time to see Kristoff pulling off his mask to listen to the director, his blonde hair fluffy and falling around his ears in a gentle curl at the end. His face was serious until some comment she couldn’t hear made him laugh, and Anna could feel the warmth in her cheeks spread all the way to her toes. 

So he does smile. And of course it was a really pretty smile, too. 

What good were his looks if they were given to a man with his personality? 

She watched with interest as a photographer slid in to take some headshots, mask on and off, posing as if he were playing, and some just standing. 

“For stat boards,” Honey had chimed in with a grin. 

And then it was the videographers turn, and he made him do some traditional goalie stops. A dive, a slide, all these things that, too Anna, seemed like they would be impossible to do with all that gear and padding. But Kristoff made it look easy. 

They finished up quickly - Kristoff had been doing this for a few years now, and he moved to let their backup goalie do the same. He took his mask off again, shaking his hair loose, and Anna couldn’t say she wasn’t completely struck with his strong jaw and bright grin as he walked towards the exit. The one she was standing right in front of.

“Honeymaren,” he grinned, holding up his fist for a bump from the PR specialist. “Nice to see you as always.” Then his eyes drifted to meet hers, and Anna could swear she saw his pupils expand. “Anna…” 

She swallowed, expecting the worse.

“Don’t be nervous,” he winked, and Anna felt heat pooling in her stomach. “Just have fun with it.”

And then he pushed through them, his gear making him almost double his normal size, which was already more than double her size, and Anna felt herself gawking at him as he left. “That,” she sighed, disbelief in her eyes. “Is the nicest he’s ever been to me.”

Honey let out a loud laugh, covering her mouth with her hand. “Oh, Bjorgman. His bark is worse than his bite, I’ll tell you what.”

Anna wasn’t sure if she believed it, but it was a pleasant surprise nonetheless. 

—

“Thanks for watching IBTV.”

The director made one sharp clap and the lights changed, and Anna let out the biggest breath she hadn’t even realized she was holding. A makeup artist trotted up to her, powdering her forehead and Anna felt distinctly uncomfortable under the scrutiny of the whole team. 

“Great, that was excellent, Anna.” He swirled his pointer finger around the room signaling for a reset, and Anna felt herself flush. “One more, okay?” 

She nodded, stepping back to her mark and took in a deep breath as she stood straighter. Risking a glance to the side where she new Gerda and Honey were watching, Anna squinted through the lights when she swore she saw two much bigger bodies beside the women. 

Oh, god damn it. 

Kristoff and Sven were standing there, suited up and hair tamed, watching with grins on their faces. Kristoff just kept his arms crossed tightly over his broad chest as Sven gave her a double thumbs up, and Anna smiled back before switching her attention back to the camera. 

“Hey guys, Anna Arne with IBTV, and today we’re doing something fun.” The director had asked her to be more animated, so she did her best to move naturally. Arms swung wide, fingers spread out for emphasis as she danced through her spiel. “Have you ever wondered who your favorite player idolized when they were a kid? How about their favorite Disney film? Whether or not they like olives?” 

She heard a small chuckle come from the crew and took it as solid encouragement. 

“Well,” she winked, leaning forward as if she were sharing a secret. “Tune in here to find out all of that and more, on Breaking the Ice, your Arendelle Ice Breakers’ weekly interviews.”

The director cut in to send her to her other mark, asking for her to do the outro again, clapping enthusiastically when she nailed it. “Fantastic job, that’s the one!”

Anna couldn’t help herself as she almost literally jumped for joy, pumping her fist as subtly as she could before stepping off the small platform and skipping over to Gerda and Honeymaren, both smiling just as wide as she was.

“You’re a natural,” Honey grinned, patting her arm. “It’s like you belong in front of a camera.” 

Gerda simply nodded in agreement, clear pride evident on her features. “I can’t wait to get you on the ice with the boys.”

Anna had only a moment to relish in the praise before she felt Sven’s heavy arm drape around her shoulders, stealing all of her attention. “All right, Anna! You rocked that.” She flushed as he grinned, turning her around to face Kristoff. “Now, ready to have some real fun?”

And with that, Sven was dragging her down the hall to the bigger studio space, the one with a solid white backdrop that they had been doing the player portraits in. Kristoff was following closely behind, a silent but looming presence. In the regular light of the hallway, Anna was finally able to fully take in how they looked, and grinned. “You guys look so nice!”

Sven’s curls were tamed and defined, slick as they fell over his dark skin, complemented nicely by his maroon suit and brown tie. She wasn’t surprised that he was the type to wear something more out there and daring, but it still filled her with glee to see something so bold. 

Kristoff, alternatively, was wearing a more classic suit, dark grey with a powder blue tie that made his eyes warmer, honey brown and sweet as he laughed at Sven’s antics. Anna only just noticed that his hair was gelled back, stiff and sleek. 

It looked nice, but she weirdly found herself missing the shagginess of it as it brushed over his brows. 

Her cheeks reddened as Kristoff glanced down, catching her staring, and turned her attention back forward.

—

The interviews went well. All the players responded well to her, laughing at some of the more ludicrous questions that included props, and Anna found herself relaxing with each set.

Sven was midway through the lineup, and was as cocky as ever. “Lay it on me, sister,” he laughed as they started, Anna poking at his shoulder. “I’m up for the challenge.”

The questions started easy, just some dumb this or thats, would you rathers, hockey tips, and favorites. Then there was trivia about things not-hockey related such as Disney princesses and 90s television stars. Finally, there were challenges. Can you juggle? Can you beat your teammate in arm wrestling? Can you do a handstand? 

Players were allowed to skip any question they wanted as this was all for fun, but leave it to Sven to take on each and every one.

Anna was belly laughing by the end of it, as he laid on the floor after trying and failing to do a cartwheel. “You should see Kristoff,” he laughed. “He does these in the locker room all the time.”

“That so?”

Anna trotted off the set, knowing it was unconventional, and grabbed the goalie by the arm, dragging him in front of the camera. “Come on, show us.” 

He held his hands up in front of his chest in protest, a blush evident on his cheeks. “Oh, no, no, that’s fine.” 

Sven stood up suddenly, squatting to be the same height as Anna, as they started chanting “Cartwheel, cartwheel, CARTWHEEL!”

“It’s just for warm-up!” He persisted, ears turning red. Sven continued on, even as she let up a little. Anna watched his entire body tense before he let out one heavy sigh and gave in. “Fine, you assholes.”

They’d bleep that out in post, she was sure.

“But if I break anything, you’re paying for it.” And then he was shrugging out of his jacket, and Anna was thoroughly enjoying the stretch of the thin white dress shirt over his muscles, the whole studio was clapping, egging him on. 

And then he did a fucking cartwheel, his whole face red by the end of it. 

She couldn’t hide the surprise. “Wow!” She just about shouted, closing the distance between them. “Where did you learn to do that?”

Kristoff was still blushing, his eyes avoiding hers. “Ugh, I have two sisters,” he laughed, leaning forward to pick up his jacket. “Every day was gymnastics growing up, so… I don’t know, I just picked it up, I guess.” He shrugged it on and Anna tried not to be disappointed about it. “It feels like it gets my blood pumping, so I try to do them to wake up before every game. Maybe it’s all in my head.”

Anna laughed, taking in the genuine smile that had spread on his cheeks. 

“That’s… impressive.”

He tried to run a hand through his hair and frowned as he messed it up, glancing up to the camera. “Yeah, well, now I’m not answering anything else.” 

Anna knew it was a tease when he leaned over to punch the top of Sven’s arm, grinning widely.

[welllpthisishappening]

Oh my goodness anon, first of all, I’m so sorry about school. These last few days have been so difficult with everything getting postponed or cancelled and I hope things get better (for all of us, really) very, very soon. That being said, yes, of course! It’s been awhile since I’ve done one of these, so it’s going to get a little long. I think I hit everything? What a weird question. There are just an absolutely ridiculous number of words here. 

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Blue Line | Blue Line Olympics | Blue Line Injury | Blue Line one shots | Blue Line rambles | Blue Line art

Liam & Elsa Dating Prompt (Killian’s freshman year at Minnesota) - Tumblr

Killian, Will & Anna Prompt (early in Killian’s career) - Tumblr

Tripping Over the Blue Line - Ao3 & Tumblr

All Knotted Up (happens right before Christmas in Blue Line) - Tumblr

A Successful Line Change (the night of Casino Night in Blue Line) - Ao3 & Tumblr

Cup Celebration Prompt (the weekend after Blue Line ends) - Tumblr

Playoff Beard Prompt (a few days after Blue Line ends) - Tumblr

NHL Awards Prompt (early summer post Blue Line) - Tumblr

More under the cut because clearly I have no self control with this universe.

Cup’ing Treatment (Killian’s day with the Cup, late July 2017) - Ao3 & Tumblr

Emma with the Vankald-Jones Twins Prompt (Killian’s day with the Cup, late July 2017) - Tumblr

Of Hockey Thighs and Poorly-Sized Jeans (November 2017) - Tumblr

San Jose Prompt (early on in the season just after Blue Line) - Tumblr

Halloween Prompt (Halloween 2017) - Tumblr

Concussion Protocol (Thanksgiving 2017) - Ao3 & Tumblr

Dropping Gloves…in the Name of Festive Fashion (December 2017) - Tumblr

We’ll Take a Cup (Defense) of Kindness (New Years Eve/Day 2018) - Ao3

The PyeongChang Triple (chapters 1-12) - Ao3 & Tumblr

Valentine’s Day Prompt (during pool-play of the Olympics) - Tumblr

Scoring on the Wraparound (the final day of the Olympics) - Ao3 & Tumblr

Going Tape to Tape (February 2018, just after the Olympics) - Ao3 & Tumblr

Pillow-Based Bankruptcy (April’ish 2018) - Ao3 & Tumblr

Robin & Killian Promo Video Prompt (April 2018) - Tumblr

Confirmed Reports (June 2018) - Ao3 & Tumblr

The Pocket Square Incident (June 2018) - Tumblr

Chapter 13 of The PyeongChang Triple (July 2018) - Ao3

The Missing Tie Prompt (August 2018) - Tumblr

Chapter 14 of The PyeongChang Triple (October 2018 & February 2020) - Ao3

A Few Days Off for Christmas, Part One (December 2018) - Ao3 & Tumblr

Matt Is Terrified of Gritty (February 2019) - Ao3 & Tumblr

Brennan Jones Shows Up Prompt (March 2019) - Tumblr

Netting the Rebound (April 2019) - Tumblr

Matt Watches Film (April 2019) - Tumblr

Emma Gets Hit on By a Fan Prompt (April 2020) - Tumblr

Emma Gets Hurt Prompt (Christmas 2020) - Tumblr

Turbulence Prompt (February 2021) - Tumblr

Of Hockey Thighs and Video Game Goals (May 2021) - Ao3 & Tumblr

Getting Chirpy (October 2021) - Tumblr

Waiting for Puck Drop (October 2021 & later seasons) - Ao3 & Tumblr

Peggy’s Birth Prompt (December 2021) - Tumblr

New Laces Prompt (New Years Eve 2021) - Tumblr

Henry, Emma and Regina Prompt (February 2022) - Tumblr

Matt’s First Hockey Game (September 2022) - Tumblr

Winter Classic Prompt (February 2022) - Tumblr

The Period of the Long Change (January-October 2023) - Ao3 & Tumblr

An Unusual Redirect (April 2024) - Tumblr

Two for Roughing (May 2024) - Ao3 & Tumblr

Matt Interrupts His Parents (March 2027) - Tumblr

Sticking to the Color Scheme (May 2027) - Ao3 & Tumblr

Chapter 15 of The PyeongChang Triple (June 2027) - Ao3

Getting Ready for Chris Prompt (August 2027) - Tumblr

For the Hits (November 2027) - Tumblr

Will and Belle Getting Married Prompt (November 2027) - Tumblr

According to Sources (March 2028) - Tumblr

Playing A Little Extra Defense (April 2028) - Tumblr

A Chance of Snow Showers (December 2028) - Tumblr

Chris Jones Prompt (November 2029) - Tumblr

Kiss Cam Prompt (July 2034) - Tumblr

Getting in the Shooting Lanes (April 2039) - Ao3 & Tumblr

Matt and PK Prompt (June 2039) - Tumblr

For a Good Cause (July 2041) - Ao3 & Tumblr

Matt & Roland Promo Videos Prompt (September 2041) - Tumblr

Mom’s Trip (February 2042) - Tumblr

Matt & Roland in the Playoffs Prompt (April 2043) - Tumblr

Stopping Is Harder Than Starting (November 2045) - Ao3 & Tumblr

Group Chat Prompt (January 2046) - Tumblr

Chris Pitches in the City Final Prompt (June 2046) - Tumblr

Of Babies & Hockey Mascots (May 2048) - Tumblr

First-Line Center (December 2049) - Ao3 & Tumblr

Thanksgiving on the Road (November 2051) - Tumblr