#vgk imagine

[sundriedmilano]

pretty boy

[dogwittaablog]

Casually just thinking about nolpats, and how his team won the Stanley cup… without him… and he didn’t play enough games for his name to be engraved on the cup 🙂🙂🙂🙂🙂🙂🙂🙂

I just die a bit because I could literally picture this man’s with his little happy winning the cup insta post… his families posts about it… him drunk off his ass from the celebrations… bringing the cup back to his hometown for all his friends and family… but nope… bye! like bye!!

[out--of--ordinary]

When are the flyers going to stop giving our players away for nothing omg

[himbeaux-on-ice]

what's reilly smith like? (now a penguin)

alright i'm a bit busy so you're mainly getting screenshots from where i just had this same conversation on discord:

to add on a little:

you are getting 1/3 (the most underrated third) of a trio that has been as central to the VGK's identity and success in their franchise history as the Pens trio has been during their era. and you are getting him for a 3rd round pick (which belonged to Vegas originally, it's the one they gave the Pens in the Blueger trade). the ONLY reason i can imagine Vegas is making this move is because they are bulldozing cap space for their annual batshit crazy big game hunting move, they would never move on from this guy otherwise.

Smith is exactly the kind of player the Penguins need more of - a hardworking complementary piece who has a flexible and underratedly robust skillset, a great easygoing personality that coaches rave about, and a loveable smile.

as a VGK fan: I am a wee bit heartbroken to see him leaving the city and his two boyfriends longtime lineys, but i'm glad he won a Cup first and he'll be a beloved legend in Las Vegas forever who helped make that team what it is. bittersweet, and a little baffling they didnt get more for him, but then again we've seen how this management operates so, welp. that said he does only have a partial NMC so presumably he's not *completely* dead set against Pittsburgh and is willing to go, so there's that.

as a Pens fan: god I'm SO fucking glad for the Pens sake that Brendan Shanahan is an idiot. this move is a fantastic weaponization of one of the Pens' few assets (cap space) to take advantage of a team that's shedding salary for god knows why. let's go Kyle, let's fuckin go.

Pens fans, honestly? I think you're gonna love this guy

[sergeifyodorov]

VGK v Edmonton Game 1 even more narratively satisfying than I could have ever imagined...Jack Eichel stealing the puck from CMD97 and getting the empty netter to seal the deal....where are the script writers I need to thank them

no Way.... plus leon "suffered more than jesus" draisaitl getting a dick trick and still losing... i love this

[tapedsleeves]

📕📗

Hiiiiiiiii K. This one is special for you. This is my outline for the follow up to Tripped And Fell on You (the 6167 hookups to enemies to lovers)

As you can imagine, this is the enemies part.

I think it's only gonna be 2 chapters. 1 from Mark's POV & One from Max's.

Ch 1 Is mark, & it covers the immediate aftermath of their hookup (draft day was like a week later) and then Mark's last 2 szns with the Wheat Kings, his time with the Binghamton Senators and then his first couple of NHL games.

The time he got into a scuffle and got his 1st penalty against Montreal, and then Max scored on the powerplay.

All the little ways in which Max shows that he might not be interested in Mark, now and how that makes Mark. Not necessarily bitter, but wary.

He's still got Max's number if he hasn't changed it.

Then Ch 2 from Max's POV, Max getting named captain, how proud he is of that, then the 2017 Habs v Sens playoff series, the whole wrist stuff with Mark from Max's POV. Then the slow communication and trust breakdown that caused Max to get a new agent and get traded to VGK in the off season in 2019.

Max's POV covers right up until February of 2019, when Mark gets traded to VGK. And Max texting him, saying welcome. That he's got a spare room, and Oh, by the way It's Max.

And Mark says "I know." about max's number and thanks, but he'll find somewhere else to stay. they both agree that a hookup they had almost a decade ago shouldn't dictate their entire lives, right?

Right?

[hugheshugs]

daddy issues au

summary: you've been craving your father's affection for years and after endless heartbreak, his best friend shows you how to be loved.

pairing: dadsbestfriend!thomas x brisson!reader

warnings: major age gap !! thomas is 40. absent father, lots of angst, anxiety, sadness, fear, hurt/comfort, regarding smut: innocence kink and daddy kink. other warnings will be specific to each fic.

playlist

tags

moodboards

series —

for hockey

part one

when your brother and dad are out for practice, you're met with unexpected company in your house.

going grape

part two

you and thomas get close after you meet some of your dad's friends for the first time and he has to reintroduce himself to hide suspicion.

dinner time

part three

you find out something that upsets you and leads you to avoid dinner but thomas comes to find you anyway.

the unknown remedy

part four

thomas shuts himself off from everyone for a couple days, resulting in a surprise from you and his friends. you find out one of his secrets and he gets vulnerable, leading you to reassure him that everything'll be okay.

imagines —

i'm not your dad

when you're in distress and call your dad to come get you, he sends his best friend instead.

force him to love you

after running out of the house because of a fight with your dad, thomas has to find you.

don't call me baby

brendan brings home a girl who makes you cry and he feels the need to defend you.

blurbs —

more blurbs under #dbf!thomas thoughts

teasing him at the dinner table

suggested 18+ but not close to nsfw, use your discretion | thom and y/n teasing each other when bren has him over.

his sounds of pain

dbf!thom taking y/n with him when he gets a new tattoo and she gets turned on by his little grunts and winces.

school supplies

dbf!thom taking you shopping for something you need.

brendan catching you together

suggested 18 + | dbf!thomas about them kissing or doing the devils tango and her dad walking in.

being there for you

part two

on senior night when everyone’s parents are supposed to show up for photos and celebrations, y/n thinks she’s gonna be the only one without someone there until thom shows up.

your first tattoo

dbf!thom being there for your first tattoo.

fights and rainy days

first time sleeping in dbf!thom bed.

cooking class

thom teaching you how to cook since your dad is always so busy with your brother.

pain and promises

thom helping you through your period.

honey butter

you're studying for a big test and you're super stressed so thom offers to help you.

convincing him

thom talks your dad into letting you get a tattoo.

you love him more

you tell your dad he treats you unfairly.

invisible

you have a breakdown in front of thom because you feel alone.

[raysofcrosby]

VEGAS GOLDEN KNIGHTS MASTERLIST

📝 NOLAN PATRICK

○ when you're ready

➤ part one

➤ part two

➤ part three

📝 NOLAN PATRICK

○ reason

[hockeytrashgoblin]

A Tuch of your love ~Alex Tuch

A/N: Hi! so here’s an Alex Tuch imagine. I’m not sure how I feel about it but I get anxious with all my writing so I’m going to post it anyway. I’ve been doing research to try and find how people act so I’ll probably write another one when I know more about how he is as a person and how I can make him into a character also. Also the title is a song name but instead of touch it’s Tuch...Idk I thought of it and couldn’t make it go away so it is what it is and I hope you enjoy.

“Hey good lookin�� what’s cookin’?” I rolled my eyes as I stepped past him into the house.

“How was the filming of the ‘castle’?” I asked Alex puting air quotes on castle. I took off my coat and hung it up by the front door before kicking my shoes off.

“Hey, don’t insult my house.”

“Come on, this isn’t a castle and you know it. You wouldn’t be sleeping in a closet if it was.” I said making him laugh as we walked upstairs to his gaming room.

“Touche.” 

“So what are the plans for today Tuch?”

“I have no plans.”

“You invited me over for no reason?” I asked suspicious of my friend.

“Well I mean I wanted company but I didn’t plan anything to do.”

“Classic.” I said falling back onto the futon.

“We could order food and watch a movie?”

“Unoriginal.”

“Ya know what..” he said letting out a laugh. “You’re a nuisance today.”

“I am not!”

“Pick a movie, you brat.” he said with a big smile. “I’m going to go get snacks.”

“Okay. Bring me a blanket too?”

“God you’re so needy.” he said playfully rolling his eyes.

“Shut up you love me.”

“For some unknown reason.” 

“Rude!” I yelled after he left the room, hearing him laugh which made me smile. I really had the biggest crush on Alex. I’d been friends with him since we were teenagers. Our 10th grade english teacher paired us up for a big group project to give him a better chance at getting a good grade. I had already had a crush on him at that point and I figured it would go away but it never did. The big shot hockey player has had my heart for years. He was so goofy and almost flirty with everyone though so it was really hard for me to navigate what was going on so I just never did anything about it. 

“Hey space cadet.” Alex yelled throwing the blanket at my head, breaking me out of my thoughts.

“Asshole.” I mumbled making him laugh again. 

“What’s got you so zoned out?”

“Dumb boys.”

“Oh? Is there finally a boy in (Y/N) life?”

“God no.”

“You’ve never had a boyfriend. You’re like 23 and still single.”

“And your point?”

“Why?”

“Maybe I have my eye on someone.”

“Well what’s taking so long then?”

“He’s super not interested.”

“How do you know?”

“Well it’s been years and nothing sooo that’s pretty clear to me.” I sighed and pushed his shoulder. “Hey why are we talking about this where are my snacks?”

“Here you little gremlin.” he said throwing a bag of Doritos at me.

“Thank you.” I said with a sweet smile.

“Don’t look at me all sweet and innocent like that.” he laughed. “I know better than anyone that you are not either of those things.”

“Um wooow. I am sweet I’ll have you know. Just not to you. Because you don’t deserve it.”

“Brutal.” Shea said laughing in the doorway.

“Shea! Come watch a movie with us?” 

“No this was our hangout time.” Alex said pouting.

“Nonsense Alex, be nice. Come watch with us.”

“If the pretty girl says so.” he said shrugging coming in and sitting on the other side of me.

“Don’t call her that.” Alex said rolling his eyes.

“What are you trying to say there Tuch?” I asked raising an eyebrow at him.

“That isn’t what I meant. Can we just watch the movie please?”

“Okay..” I said quietly pushing play. Alex got off of the futon and turned the lights off before coming back and sitting closer to me. I unfolded the blanket Alex brought me and curled up in it. At least I tried before both boys took an edge and got under the blankets too. “I’m not very cozy anymore.”

“Well sorry, princess.” Alex said sarcastically.

“Come here.” Shea said putting an arm around me. I rested my head against his shoulder as the movie continued. I heard Alex scoff but he just let it be. Half-way into our second movie Shea got up claiming he had to go do something. Almost as soon as Shea left the room Alex scooted closer to me and pulled my body back into his.

“Alex what are you doing?”

“Shea left. Someone has to hold the baby.” he said trying to make a joke out of it.

“But you don’t like touchi-”

“(Y/N) if I didn’t want to touch you I wouldn’t be. Simple as that.” he said interrupting me and pulling me closer.

“If you’re sure..” 

“I am.”

“Okay.” I said quietly pulling the arm that was resting on my hip around me so his hand was up by my head. Doing that made us get into more of a spooning position and I was fine with that. It felt really nice to just be with him in that way. We were quiet for a minute just watching the movie until Alex cuddled more into me and broke the silence.

“I can’t help but notice that this is very different to what you were doing with Shea.”

“Is it a problem?” I asked trying to move away.

“No.” he whined pulling me back. “I was just pointing out that it was different.”

“Shea’s like a brother to me.”

“What and I’m not?”

“Absolutely not.” I said too quick. “I mean yes.”

“No, no, no you don’t just get to back track like that.” he said rolling me over so he could see me. “What do you mean I’m not like a brother to you?”

“I um..I just don’t see you as a brother that’s all.”

“Why not?” he demanded.

“Don’t raise your voice at me like that.” I said quietly.

“I’m not raising my voice, I just want to know why I’m not a brother to you.”

“Alex just leave it please? I really don’t feel like talking about it.”

“How am I just supposed to leave it and ignore that?” 

“Alex..”

“All I’ve ever tried to do is make you feel safe and happy and have you know that you’ve always got someone around who cares about you a lot. I just don’t understand.”

“You do all of those things. Every single one of them and more.”

“Then why is Shea someone you consider to be so close to you and I’m not?” he yelled standing up.

“Listen up Tuch. You mean more to me than Shea does. You both mean something to me in very different ways.” I tried to explain getting mad.

“Then what way am I important? Hmm? Because I don’t feel very important tonight.”

“For fuck sakes Alex, I don’t see you as a brother because I’m in love with you, you dumbass. It’d be kinda weird to be in love with someone you thought of as your brother.” I didn’t realize what I said until it was too late and I just shut my mouth and looked down away from his face. Which was probably for the best honestly since he just left the room. I panicked and went downstairs to get my stuff and get out of there as fast as I could but I was stopped by a pair of very large arms.

“(Y/N) you can’t go yet.” Shea said while I was struggling to break free.

“Shea you don’t understand. I just embarrassed myself more than I ever have in my life I need to leave.” 

“You can’t leave right now.”

“Yes I can.”

“Not until this is fixed.”

“Does he want to talk to me Shea?”

“Well I mean-”

“Does he want to talk to me?”

“I don’t think so.”

“Then I will be leaving.”

“I don’t think he wants that either.”

“Shea this is what he does. I’ve watched him do this for years. He gets admissions from people he doesn’t want them from and he never fucking speaks to them again. He just disappears. This isn’t going to be any different.”

“(Y/N) this doesn’t make sense, please just stay and try to deal with this.” he let me go and when he did, I ran. Once I was outside I just sat down angry at myself. I kicked over a flower pot but then quickly picking it back up and fixing the flowers. Soon my anger towards myself became anger towards him. I hated the feeling I had. The anger powered me to go back into the house. Shea saw that I was on a mission and just nodded while moving out of my way. I opened the door to his room and found him lying on his bed.

“Can I fucking help you?” he asked taking his headphones out.

“Yeah. We’re fucking talking about this.” I said sitting down on the end of the bed. “I’m not leaving here until we do.”

“This is stupid.” he said rolling his eyes.

“Talk to me, asshole.”

“I don’t know what you want me to say. Sorry you have feelings?”

“You’re fucking stupid.” I said scoffing. 

“You had the right idea to just leave before.”

“Why? So you could just cut me off and never speak to me again in your life?”

“What no? Why would you say that?”

“I’ve watched you do it to sooo many girls. They speak up and you disappear. Never to be heard from again. The great fucking Houdini.”

“I wouldn’t do that to you. You’re my best friend.”

“An easy to lose one apparently.”

“You’d never be easy to lose, don’t fucking start.”

“But you’re willing to do it.” he was quiet and I knew I had him. “So that was just going to be it? Because I have a stupid crush on you, you were just going to pretend I never existed in your life? Why?”

“I don’t want to talk about it.”

“Too bad.”

“Why are you doing this?”

“I’m not letting you throw away 6 years of friendship because you don’t want to deal with feelings.”

“I don’t want to talk about feelings. I’ve never been about feelings and you know that.”

“Then just say that you don’t like me back so I can start to move on and this can just become some stupid joke that we laugh about while drunk at parties.” I said laying back on the bed. I needed a break from looking at him.

“I can’t tell you that.” he said making me sit straight back up.

“What? Why?” 

“Because it isn’t true.”

“Then what the fuck is all this for then?”

“I can’t be what you need me to be. You know how I am and who I am. I can’t be what you want me to be.”

“You have no idea who or what I want you to be. All you know is I have feelings for you.”

“I can’t be the perfect loving boyfriend you deserve to have.”

“Uh yeah I know.”

“Um wow rude.” he said cracking a small smile.

“The fact that you think I don’t know how you are and that I’m liking you blindly is fucking hilarious to me. I know you aren’t perfect, idiot.” I said smiling kicking his leg.

“Why would you bring it up now? It’s been so long.”

“I just got upset and it had been bubbling to the surface for a while now. I would’ve been content just sitting around on these feelings and never letting them out but here we are.”

“Here we are.” he repeated. He was quiet for a minute before he added, “I don’t know what to do here.”

“Me neither. I always thought you would react bad but I never thought you wouldn’t be able to tell me it was one sided. I don’t know what to do with that honestly.”

“I didn’t think you’d ever have feelings for me knowing me as well as you do.”

“You’re not that bad of a person to know.” I said rolling my eyes.

“I have a bad temper, I don’t trust easily, I overreact all the time.”

“Trust me I know all of these things.” I rolled my eyes and crawled up the bed to sit beside him. “But you trust me already so there’s that.”

“I guess there is that. But trusting you as a friend and trusting you as something more are two different things.”

“But why? Just leave things how they are but more.”

“What do you mean?” he asked bumping his leg with mine.

“I mean treat me like you always have just with like, touching and stuff.”

“Wouldn’t that just be friends with benefits then?”

“If that’s what you wanted it to be I guess.”

“I don’t want that.”

“Ouch okay.” I said laughing.

“I didn’t mean that I don’t want to fuck you.” he said bluntly sighing making me burst out into laughter. “What is so funny?”

“Just the way you said it. I’m sorry. What were you saying, Tuch?”

“I was just saying that you deserve better than friends with benefits.”

“Then be better than friends with benefits.” I said shrugging and looking at him.

“I don’t know how.” he said quietly. “I’ve only ever had friends with benefits.”

“Then let’s figure it out together, Alex.” I said putting my hand to the back of his head. He closed his eyes and I gave him lots of time to pull away before I closed the distance and pressed my lips to his. He kissed back right away and it was intense to say the least. He licked my bottom lip asking for entrance almost immediately and when I let him in he really destroyed any ability I had to come up with a coherent thought. It really felt like I had been hit by a train. I felt the kiss in my entire body and when he pulled away I whined making him laugh and me blush.

“Needy.” he said brushing his thumb against my bottom lip with a smile.

“God everyone knows I’m needy, Tuch. You’re not original.” 

“My needy girl?” he asked softly.

“Yeah.”

“(Y/N) I’m really not good at this. It’s hard for me to let my guard down and I shut people out in these kinds of situations. I don’t want you to get into something you weren’t expecting and then leave me.”

“I’m not going anywhere. You’re not nearly as hard to love as you think you are.” I said hugging him.

“I’m willing to give us a shot if it’s what you really think you want.”

“It’s what I really know I want Alex.”

“I’m just so afraid you’re going to see me in a light that you don’t like.” he said resting his head on top of mine.

“I’ve seen you in every light. There’s nothing there that’s going to make me want to leave you. Let me prove it to you that not everyone is just trying to leave.”

“Okay.”

“Let’s just give it a try. That’s all I’m asking. We both have feelings, we might as well give it a shot. We kind of owe it to ourselves.”

“You’ve got a point.” I he smiling and pulling back to give me another kiss. “Plus turns out I really like doing that.”

“Me too.”

“This is the most you’ve ever agreed with me in one sitting. The baby just needed attention to cooperate is that it?”

“God shut up, asshole.” I said laughing before pressing another kiss to his lips.

[queeniewriteshockey]

Alex is a low key softie lol maybe something like catching him getting hair done by his daughter or maybe playing dress up and having a tea party

So I was feeling super fluffy this morning and decided to tackle this. I went a little different but I hope you like it nonnie. 

You sit on the couch, eyes closed, mind dozing. You’re absolutely exhausted. It comes with the territory of having a newborn, but you wouldn’t change it for the life of you. Yes, it’s brought you to tears a few times and you’ve never actually known what being tired was until you were blessed with your princess, but it’s still so worth it. 

You’re almost asleep when someone speaks. “Okay, I think she’s asleep,” you hear him say. It takes you a moment too long to understand the words and even longer to realize that the voice belongs to your husband. You’re that tired. 

You open your eyes after what feels like a lifetime, body shaking slightly at being woken up when it wasn’t ready. You’re met with an image of your husband looking as disheveled as you feel in his boxers. Alex’s hair is sticking up in directions you didn’t know were possible. He’s got what was a five o'clock shadow five days ago and his eyes are red-rimmed and heavy-lidded. 

“I want a shower so bad,” he says as he joins you on the couch, “but sleep..” he trails off, laying his head in your lap. 

You hum softly, eyes closing again. Your fingers slid through his hair for a moment and you understand why he wants a shower. When was the last time either of you got to take one? Probably the day you came home from the hospital. 

Words don’t seem to be something you’re capable of and for that matter, Alex has fallen silent as well. The both of you find yourself sinking into the couch, the peace of the house settling over you while your five-day-old little girl sleeps peacefully for the moment in her crib. A shower and anything else can wait. 

[sundriedmilano]

pretty boy

[puckyeahhockey]

Tattoos {A.Tuch}

Requested: Y/N

“I’m in the mood to do something exciting,” you whined to your boyfriend who was in the midst of playing a video game.

“Like what?” he asked not taking his eyes away from the screen.

“I don't know but I wanna change something,” you mumbled.

“Go get your hair done,” Alex suggested. You shook your head no making his push his eyebrows together. “How come?”

“I just got a haircut and I don't wanna dye my hair again,” you explained. You knew you wanted a change but you didn't know what.

“Do you wanna go shopping?” he asked shutting off his game and setting the controller down on the table.

“Do you wanna take me shopping?” you poked him.

“Not really,” he matched your tone before laughing with you. ”You take such a long time and I can only take so much.”

“Let’s get tattoos!” you yelled smacking his arm. His eyes went wide as yours lit up. His face filled with shock and confusion as yours filled with excitement.

“Are you serious?” he asked still staring at you in shock.

“Yeah I know of a place out here because I was looking into in not too long ago,” you explained whipping out your phone and quickly typing out the name Bad Apple Tattoo.

“What would you even get?” he questioned you as you showed him the place.

“I want like a little crescent moon somewhere or maybe even like a rose and stem thing on this part of my hand,” you explained running your finger over the part of your hand where the thumb and wrist connect. “You don't have to get one but you’d have to take me.”

“And you are absolutely positive you want to do this?” Alex asked once again as he shut the truck off in the parking lot of the shop.

“It's too late to say no,” you laughed and hoped out before he could argue.

“What’s up guys, I’m DJ, how can I help you?” someone greeted as you opened the door. You explained your ideas to him as you flipped through some artist portfolios.

“For sure let me just sketch some things up for you guys and I’ll be right back. Help yourselves to some water if you’d like.”

“See, all good right?” you leaned against Alex’s shoulder.

“So far,” Alex mumbled looking around the lobby area.

“Why are you being like this?” you turned to face him on the bench.

“I don’t know this is kind of spontaneous, don't you think?” he said plating with the edge of his phone case.

“I mean a little but I have put though in this,” you explained grabbing his hand on yours.

“What if he messes up?” Alex threw out there. “These things are kinda permanent,” he sassed.

“They won’t, I trust them. They have amazing reviews and they seem to have really good designs. Trust me it’s gonna be okay,” you assured him before pecking him. After a little while longer you hear someone get up from a chair in the back.

“Alright so this is what I have drawn up,” the guy announced walking over to you and Alex. “The moon I can do in a thicker line to really make it pop without taking away the dainty aspect of it and the same with the flower so that they last in wear and tear.”

“Ah hell yeah,” you gushed causing the guys to laugh a little. “You like them?”

“Yeah, whatever you think,” Alex said giving your hand a squeeze.

“Alright cool let’s get you prepped in the back,” DJ said leading you and Alex to the back.

You laid on the black chair while Alex took the guest chair next to you. DJ first prepped the base of your neck for the crescent moon. He took the stencil and applied it to the area. You check in the mirror to confirm the placement.

“So this part of your body isn’t that bad because of how the skin is and the amount of fat there but if anything becomes unbearable just let me know. And since this is a small tat we should be over it pretty quick,” DJ explained while he set up his needles and ink.

“Hand?” you whispered for Alex as your face was pressed into the little face hole on the chair. Alex took your hand in his and played with your fingers.

“Alright here we go,” DJ announced starting up his machine.

Once he made contact with the skin, there was some pain but nothing that was unbearable. You were more focused on Alex playing with your fingers than your first tattoo. DJ would stop every few seconds which allowed you to breathe comfortably again.

“You doing okay?” you heard Alex asked before swinging his face down to see yours squished in the chair.

“Yup,” you mumbled through squished lips.

“And just like that we are one down,” DJ announced, “I'm just gonna clean you up real quick and then you can go over and take a look.”

“How does it look baby?” you questioned nudging Alex’s leg.

“I think it look super nice,” he whispered squeezing your hand.

DJ cleaned up the area and allowed you to go take a look in the wall mirror. You adjusted the smaller hand mirror and you were met with a cute little moon on your neck.

“Awe I love it,” you cooed with excitement.

Before you knew it you were seated in the same chair prepping your hand for the next tattoo. The same procedure was followed except this time you were able to watch. The pain was significantly worse but you powered through it. While one hand was being vibrated out of existence the other was squeezing Alex’s.

“Yo this is so pretty,” you gawked at your hand as Dj cleaned it up.

“Awesome, I'm glad you liked them.”

You finished up at the shop by paying and receiving what you needed to care for the new ink as it healed.

“You like them baby?” you asked Alex as he pulled out of the lot.

“Yeah I really do actually,” he admitted. “I was nervous for nothing.”

“See I told you,” you poked at him causing him to roll his eyes.

“Yeah yeah,” he whispered knowing that you were in fact right.

[literaryslapshot]

How He Met His Princess - Nolan Patrick HC

headcanon about nolan and his princess-y girlfriend and how they met. princess, aka: the complete and total opposite of him. (reader)

contains: cuss words, mentions of weed, some suggestive paragraphs (two or three bullet points),

word count: 707

tagging: @hugheshugs @lorrmorr @jacksharlows @owenpowerstapejob @nylwnder @drei-mrssvechii

nolan was completely shocked when he felt himself starting to fall for her. he knows that they are polar opposites. he's cold, she's warm. he's the moon, she's the sun. he's black, she's pink.

nolan first met her at the mall in vegas. he was looking for some new game day suits and some of his teammates had recommended the store she just happen to work at. ask for y/n, they added, she'll fit you good. he didn't know what that meant, but he knew that when he got to the store he would ask for y/n. he didn't expect y/n to walk out in a fitted, baby pink suit with matching pumps. and it looked beautiful on her skin tone, especially with the gold jewelry she was decorating.

she got him to try on at least ten different suits. mostly because of her soft voice, it was like smooth honey falling off the comb. soft, like the suit she was wearing. nolan held his breath when she took his measurements, closing his eyes because she was just so close to him. but he contained himself. that time.

y/n managed to get him to buy four suits, a brown plaid one that hugged his thighs perfectly. a navy blue suit that she matched with a dark tan trench coat. a solid black suit that he could wear to anything, and then a dark green plaid suit. some small talk ensued, y/n trying get a smile out of him because he hasn't done that the whole time he was there. he eventually does, when she hands him the bag and he leaves the store. he smiles the entire walk back to his car. he smiles the entire drive back to his apartment. and he even smiles when he just happens to see her at the bar he went to with his teammates that night.

she was with some friends, and not a man around. he made that mental note. when he found the courage to even go on that side of the bar to order drinks, suddenly she was standing next to him. they were flirting back and forth, she left a few touches here and there and suddenly she was leaving a kiss on his cheek. when she went back to her table he felt her lip gloss there and he wiped it off, the sticky substance on his fingers, as he felt her stare on him for the rest of the night. when he and his teammates started to leave, he was behind all of them. a tug was at his jacket and he turned around to see her, standing tall in her pink pumps as she handed him a piece of paper. we should go out some time, she added right before letting him leave.

he got back to his place and said fuck it, giving the number in his jacket pocket a shot. worst case scenario she gave him a fake number. just a simple, it's the guy from the bar, text and there he was. putting himself out there. he got a text back within minutes, saying does the guy at the bar have a name? he chuckled, laying in his bed watching tv as he texted her back, adding does the pretty girl have a name? he got a text back and was reminded of her name.

dates were then scheduled. that weekend, at a nice restaurant, in the evening. he wore a simple pair of black jeans, a nice tee with a jacket to go along with it. nothing simple, nothing over the top. she walked in wearing a pink sweater with a detailed skirt, knee high boots. nolan felt extremely underdressed. but even though to the eye they looked polar opposites, they had a lot in common. she was down to earth, like him. she was calm like him. she listened to the lumineers like him.

he asked if she always wore the color pink and she only responded with a laugh, taking a sip of her rosé. i've been wearing pink since i came out of the womb, mr. patrick. and it was that moment he realized, he couldn't let his princess get away.

・。♡.・゜✭・.・✫・゜✭・。. ♡・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜♡・。

a/n: thank u all sm for the asks about this au, i literally love it. i hope u all love it as much as i do! hopefully more full hc's/fics will come in the future! for now i hope this is good enough. feedback is always welcome!

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[allsortsofwritings]

Crush | Brendan Brisson

“It’s not a big deal Brendan” you said as you walked into your room. Brendan was right behind you, practically stepping on the back of your shoes.

“That’s right it’s not a big deal, It’s huge, what if he takes you away from me !” Brendan basically shouted with worry in his voice.

You pretended to faint on your bed, fanning yourself with your hand, “why then I guess you'll just have to fight for my hand in marriage.” Trying your best impression of an old southern accent.

Brendan grabbed one of your throw pillows and gently hit you with it. “Haha very funny” the dryness in his voice made you realize how serious he was.

You reach up to him, grabbing his arm and pulling him down onto you. “My big baby,” you brushed air from his face and dramatically kissed his forehead, “no one can take me away from you, not even your cute little brother.” A slight smirk pulled at your lips.

Brendan groaned before nuzzling his head deeper into your neck, “you’re so mean to me, I’m being serious, the kid gets whatever he wants and he wants you.”

You let out a hearty laugh when Brendan said that. “Oh my god Bren, you’re so dramatic”

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This was not requested at all. Took me like 20 minutes to write but I kind of like it.

Requests are open!!

[himbeaux-on-ice]

Nobody gets more excited about VGK hockey than the captain!!

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[dontforgetoctober3rd]

I don’t want to jinx anything but how iconic would it be to basically come back from the literal dead and take it all like everyone crowing on twitter at our loss right now would rage so hard and it would be orgasmic for me