#dad!jeremy

[ilyasorokinn]

hey there, all-star , jeremy swayman

note, *drumroll* so, because there is no all-star this year, I thought I would finally finish this draft that's been sitting in the drafts for over a year! i know, I have problems, but better late than never, right? this is based on the 2024 all-stars, if you couldn't tell. timeline wise, eli is about 1 1/2 and winnie is not actually born yet, like not even in the womb yet lol another note, this fic is part of the "swinging with the swaymans" series. check out this masterlist for more. pair, jeremy swayman x reader summary, the swaymans attend their first all-star game. warnings, kids/children word count, 2273 words

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"Hey, Eli, look over here." You snapped your finger, trying to get Eli's attention, pointing to your phone.

"Over there." Jeremy pointed over to you, trying to catch Eli's eye. You and Jeremy shared an exasperated look before giving up.

"All right, I got maybe one good one." You handed him your phone when Eli raised his arms in your direction. You smiled and kissed his head when he leaned his head on your shoulder. Jeremy smiled before quickly snapping a picture of you both before pocketing your phone and leading you onto the plane.

The entire almost two hours you were in the air, Eli's eyes were glued out the window practically the entire flight, pointing out everything he saw and babbling to you and Jeremy excitedly. You were almost upset for him that he had fallen asleep a few minutes before you landed.

As soon as you landed, you were whisked away to your hotel room and Jeremy quickly changed so he and David could go off and do press. You followed closely behind Rebecca, having no clue what to do. Eli's eyes were wide as he took everything in around him.

He babbled and pointed out everything that caught this eye but his attention swiftly switched when he spotted Jeremy. You tried to soothe him when he started whining but he only got louder, which eventually did catch Jeremy's attention who gladly welcomed him with open arms.

"Hi, buddy." He beamed proudly as you carefully handed Eli off to him. His attention quickly switched back to the reporters asking him questions.

You watched with a smile as Eli quickly settled down once he was with his dad. He looked over at you, a proud smile on his face at finally being with his dad. You playfully rolled your eyes but waved at him.

Once all the media was over, you went back to your hotel room where you spent the rest of the night, not even leaving for food, "This weekend is going to be insane." You looked over at Jeremy.

"So insane." He nodded in agreement, peaking into the bassinet where Eli was knocked out, "Tate McRae could say my name." He joked with a teasing smile.

"Harhar." You rolled your eyes.

-

The next afternoon, you were sitting in the audience next to Rebecca. Having no idea what to expect, you wanted to be around at least one friendly face the whole weekend. Luckily Rebecca was more than happy to sit with you, also wanting a familiar face to be with with Freya being so little.

"Do you see daddy?" You looked over at Eli who was standing in his seat, scanning the ice trying to find his dad amongst the players sitting on the benches.

"There!" He finally pointed. You followed his line of vision to where Jeremy was sitting. He was sitting next to David, of course, and Dahlin on his other side.

"And look who's sitting next to Daddy!" You smiled, nudging Eli.

"Pasta!" He cheered, almost hitting you in the head with his hand.

"All right, maybe that's enough sugar for the day.'' You tried to take the bag of M&Ms from his hand, but he quickly squawked and held them close to his chest, "All right, all right." You sighed, knowing you would regret it later that night.

The draft began, and within the first round, both Pasta and Dahlin had already been called, and the bench that had once been filled was now empty aside from Jeremy.

You were getting a little nervous when more and more players were being called, but Jeremy still hadn't. It felt a little like dodgeball in middle school, and you weren't even on the bench.

"So, now we're on to Team Mackinnon. Again, you have three goalies to choose from. Cale Makar, you know goalies. Which one are you going to choose? It's tough."

"Yeah, we've been told we need to pick a goalie. So, this guy's been alright this year, we're gonna go with Jeremy Swayman." The relief you felt was like no other.

"Finally." You muttered to yourself as you cheered and pulled out your phone. You knew the highlight for him was meeting Tate McRae, and you knew he would want a video of it, so you recorded him shaking her hand as he was handed the team jersey.

Before you knew it, the draft was over as were all the activities for the day. You waited for Jeremy with a few of the other partners. Eli was trying his best to stay awake. You knew the sugar high was wearing off, and the wave of exhaustion, and added he didn't have a nap, were all hitting at the same time.

His head was on your shoulder as you swayed from side to side slowly, which only aided in him falling asleep. Finally, Jeremy came up, and his face lit up when he finally saw you. Eli barely lifted his head as his eyes fluttered as he desperately tried to stay awake.

"Hi, guys." Jeremy peaked around your shoulder to get a look at Eli, "How much sugar did he have?"

"A whole bag of M&Ms." You admitted, "But he did share." You added.

"Right." He laughed, "Let's get you back to the hotel." He ran a soothing hand down Eli's back as he slung his bag over his shoulder.

-

The next afternoon, after a big lunch of chicken tenders and french fries, Eli was off and ready to go to the All-Star games. He was sporting his 1 "Daddy" jersey and a giant pair of headphones with the letter "E" on the sides of them.

"Are you excited, E?" You asked, wiggling him as you waited in the hallway. The hallway was bustling as family members, players, staff members, coaches, and everyone in between were walking back and forth through the hallway.

He nodded, everyone walking by catching his attention. He waved to everyone, smiling and giggling when they waved back. Eventually, Jeremy came out not in his fear because his event wasn't scheduled till a little later. When he saw Eli, whatever he was doing and whatever he was saying, get stopped and immediately bent down and greeted him.

You set Eli down and hovered when he waddled over, almost toppling over once. When he made it over to his dad, Jeremy picked him up and peppered his face with kisses, causing the toddler to laugh.

You watched with a smile and waved when Eli finally caught sight of you again and waved. You leaned forward and kissed his cheek, rubbing his back before turning to Jeremy, "This is crazy, All-Star." You laughed.

"Crazy!" He nodded. He kissed Eli's cheek and was ready to hand off Eli, but quickly pulled him back in when Eli started quacking loudly.

"Geez, I guess he's already tired of me." You joked. You kissed Eli on the head, brushing his hair out of his face and slipping a Bruins hat onto his head, "Be good for dad." You jokingly narrowed your eyes at him and pointed at him accusingly.

He smiled and blew you a kiss like you had taught him to do. You pretended to catch it, smiling when he giggled, then you blew one right back at him, "Bye, Jer." You leaned up and kissed his cheek.

Once again, you were sitting with Rebecca and Freya, only this time your little was on the ice, having the time of his life with all his idols. You could just barely make out Eli on the ice, but you could see that Auston Matthews and Mitch Marner were talking to him.

"This is your first All-Stars?" Auston asked, and Eli nodded, "Wow, and are you having fun?" He nodded again.

"Who's your favorite player?" Eli stopped, and thought about it for a second, before looking over at Jeremy, "Oh, yeah, dad's the best." Mitch laughed, giving him a fist pump.

"What's that?" Eli was asking a million questions as everything and everyone around him started moving around. And Jeremy, everso patient, explained every single thing to him.

Every competition, everything that moved around on the ice, everyone who was coordinating the events, everything. When it finally came time for Jeremy to head back to the dressing room to get changed, he was left in the care of his second favorite player, Mat Barzal.

"You having fun so far?" Mat asked, bending his ear down to Eli's level.

"Yeah!" Eli nodded.

"Good." Eli couldn't even be bothered when Jeremy came out because he was too busy talking Mat's ear off.

All the goalies came out and lined up as they were introduced and their event was explained. 1-1 was how it was explained, and a few of the guys lined up on the other side and were all told to pick a goalie.

JT Miller stepped up to the announcer and announced he was picking Jeremy. You couldn't lie when the clock ran out and the score was 6, you felt a little sad.

"There goes vacation." You joked with Rebecca, referring to the money prize Jeremy would have won if he had blocked all of Miller's shots.

-

By the end of the skills competition, you were tired. The day had drained you, and you didn't even have a toddler strapped to your side for half of it.

While you waited back at the hotel for Jeremy and Eli to get back from press, you got a video from Jeremy. It was taken from inside the locker room and Eli was holding a stick that was a good couple of feet taller than him. Who's stick it was, you didn't want to know.

He was attempting to play mini-sticks-with-big-sticks with a few of the other kids. You recognized Archie DeBrincat because you and the DeBrincats were surprisingly close, but other than that, all the other kids you didn't know.

There was a small goal on either side of the makeshift arena, but other than that, all the kids were going at the puck as their dads watched with smiles on their faces.

Somehow Eli ended up with the puck, and he took his shot and aimed for the net. When it went in the net, all the guys cheered and clapped, and little Archie gave him a hug. He excitedly made his way over to Jeremy, making sure his dad saw his goal.

"Goal, goal!" Eli cheered.

"Whoa, bud! That was so amazing!" Jeremy hugged him and gave him a fist pump and the video ended.

Eben though you knew he would be back any second with Jeremy, you couldn't help but miss him. Usually, at events like this, he would be spending time with you, but with the All-Star games being so kid-friendly, of course, he wanted to spend time with his dad.

You heard the door opening, then pitter-pattering little feet, and suddenly, Eli was next to you on the bed, "Hi, Eli!" You cheered, picking him up and holding him to your chest, "Did you have so much fun?!"

"Uh-huh!" He nodded his head quickly and began rambling about his entire night and everyone he had met and talked to.

"It sounds like you had so much fun!" You kissed his head before tickling his stomach. He giggled and tried to shove your hands away and move away from you.

When he finally managed to catch his breath, he crawled into your lap and wrapped his arms around your neck, "Awh, I missed you, too." You cooed, kissing his head as you leaned against the headboard.

You looked over at Jeremy, who had been watching the entire thing, a smile on his face and a soft look in his eyes, "What?" You smiled.

"Nothing." He shook his head, but the smile on his face and the look in his eyes didn't leave, "Just kind of really love you."

"Awh, I kind of really love you, too, All-Star!" You nodded your head, gesturing for him to join you on the bed. He climbed in next to you, and the three of you sat there, "I still want Tate McRae's signature." You joked.

-

Eli loved being at the All-Star games. He could be down by the ice and see everything, plus he loved being around his dad and loved all the attention he was getting from players, reporters, coaches, staff, and everyone else.

Media was no different. For the last interview of the weekend, just like he had been in the first interview of the weekend, he was with Jeremy and the center of attention which he enjoyed.

Before the interview even began, the interviewer gave Eli a fist pump and made sure to ask him a question, "So, Eli, what's your favorite part of the weekend?" The woman asked.

Eli thought about it for a second, "Skills and game."

"His favorite part was the skills competition and the game." Jeremy laughed, "He's my boy, for sure." He joked.

The interview began and Eli began whining, not liking not being the center of attention, "Hold on a second, bud. We're almost done." Jeremy whispered, kissing Eli's head before continuing where he had left off.

The entire time Jeremy was answering, Eli was making sure he was still getting all the attention, and making funny faces at the camera. Jeremy was none the wiser, but he soon would find out when millions of texts would be sent to Eli.

"All right, we're done." Jeremy told Eli, "Can you say "bye?"

"Bye-bye." Eli waved to everyone in the room, who couldn't help but laugh and smile at him.

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[chloesimaginationthings]

The truth on Cassie's dad liking FNAF Bonnie,,

[metamatronic]

more designs. can’t wait for people to get confused over my william and henry designs. long story short, i like to think william wasn’t the murderer—henry was. henry framed william. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

(in the past, i had william and henry be twin brothers, which I don’t really subscribe to anymore, but I do still think they used to look alike. after the MCI henry drastically changed his appearance to draw more separation between himself and william)

[i-wear-sunglasses-inside]

Everybody is talking about how Jean called Wymack and Rhemann his fathers, but nobody is talking about how his first reaction to that thought was to be so embarrassed at himself that he fully reached for the door handle to fling himself out of Jeremy’s car on the highway

[atomicrebelomega]

[oldkamelle]

Grandfather

[puppetlefty]

Oh my god I didn’t die? No I went to college and I’m busy. Another comic…

[ofsunshineandfoxes]

Kevin saying “they’re mediocre at best but they’re easier to get along with” about the foxes vs the ravens is wild

When you think of the fact that the foxes are known for being a lineup of basically delinquents this must be mad to hear like I don’t think there’s enough credit given to how crazy of a statement that’s got to be to everyone else

[quackysmackk]

Some Vanessa doodles!

[wulfhalls]

love how aegon v was like guys. this incestuous inbreeding is whack we gotta THINK. we're doing politically advantageous marriages now. and all he got for his troubles was: first born marrying a low born for love and falling out of the line of succession. incestuous love match. gay. and grandmother of robert of roberts rebellion fame

[ilyasorokinn]

can i request anything with dad!sways?

NUMBER ONE, JEREMY SWAYMAN

this is def inspired by that video of backlund's kids reading the starting lineup in his 1000 games. here's the video if you're curious!

THE "SWINGING WITH THE SWAYMANS" SERIES MASTERLIST

tw: kids/children

"now, you know what you have to do?" you asked, bending down to eli and winnie's level so you could look them in the eyes. both kids were practically bouncing off the walls as you waited outside of the bruins locker room.

"hmm-mm." both kids nodded, "we read the names on the list."

for the bruins kids' night, the media team thought, what better idea than for eli and winnie swayman to read the starting line up. jeremy had no idea what was about to happen, but you knew he would probably be a little teary-eyed.

"that's right." you nodded, "now, wait for the signal." you pointed to the woman in the doorway of the locker room, waiting for the signal.

they were wearing little bruins jerseys with jeremy's number, but instead of saying "swayman", it said "daddy". and it was currently the only thing winnie wanted to wear, including to bed.

"...and to read the starting lineup, in honor of kid's night, our favorite little bears, eli and winniw swayman." coach announced.

"all right, go on in, guys." the woman smiled warmly at them, beckoning them inside the room. the guys clapped and cheered even louder when eli and winnie walked in.

you followed them inside, bending down to help them read if they needed. immediately, winnie found jeremy, and abandoned you and eli in the center of the room.

"daddy!" she ran over to him, practically jumping into his open arms. the guys all laughed and chuckled, which warmed everyone's heart.

"what're you guys doing here?" jeremy asked, kissing her head, then her cheek.

"we're gonna read the names, daddy." winnie explained with a giggle.

"all right, then." he nodded, turning his attention back to the center of the locker room where you and eli were waiting.

"you ready, buddy?" you whispered, and he nodded, "alright, number 39, geekie."

"number 39, geekie." eli repeated what you had said, and all the guys clapped for him.

"number 18, zacha." you whispered.

"number 18, zacha." he repeated again.,

"number 88, pastrnak."

"number 88, pastrnak." he struggled a bit, but he managed to say it.

"good job, e!" you praised quietly as the guys cheered for him, "alright, number 9, zadorov."

"number 9, zadorov." the entire time eli was saying the names, he was looking at jeremy, who's smile couldn't get any bigger.

"number 25, carlo." you whispered.

"number 25, carlo."

you read the last name, and smiled as you leaned up to eli's ear, "and number 1, daddy."

"jeremy swayman!" eli stated, forgoing saying the number. the guys all clapped for him and cheered, which made him a little bashful.

"good job, buddy." you praised, kissing his head, before patting him on the back. he ran over to jeremy, who hugged both eli and winnie so close.

he kissed their heads, and pulled back so he could see their faces, "you did so good, eli!" jeremy praised.

"you win, daddy." winnie stated, leaving no room for questions.

"you heard her, boys. let's win!" coach clapped his hands.

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[chloesimaginationthings]

The FNAF 4 bullies have had a rough few years

[frownyalfred]

if one more of y’all sends me an angsty ask about Alfred forgetting stuff/having dementia and mistaking Bruce for Thomas, I’m going to fucking lose it 😭😭😭 any time Alfred accidentally confuses himself and calls Bruce “Thomas” in a fic I have to chuck my phone across the room and lay down on the floor for at least ten minutes.

[beanzbeanz001]

Evolution of Micheal’s friend group (even tho it’s sorta mark focused whatever)

[sometimes-they-come-back-237]

“I got you.”

[puppetlefty]

Accidentally made the bi flag.. or was it an accident?… no, it was. Anyway more AU art while I’m sick in bed