#washington capital imagine

[izzylovesyou2022]

First Time Going To Sweden Thoughts~ Andre Burakovsky

-you hadn't seen him this excited in a while

-way too excited

-you were so confused when he tackled you on the couch

-"i'm taking you to sweden"

-you stare at him in shock

-"really?!!?"

-you kiss him hard on the lips and he kisses you right back

-48 hours later, you're in sweden

-he takes you to visit the hockey rink he first played at

-"i was about seven years old"

-you just absorb everything he tells you

-you visit a lot of forests and hockey rinks

-you can see by the smile on his face how happy he is to be back

-sweden really is a beautiful country

-your favorite thing to do while there is watch the stars at night

[nhlclover]

𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔 | 𝐑𝐘𝐀𝐍 𝐋𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐃

word count: 1.43k

summary: all you want to know is if ryan's into you.

warnings: drinking, cursing, touching? nothing explicit though, kissing

notes: based on 'into you' by ariana grande. okay so i wrote this mostly in a single evening and it seemed to get me out of a writing slump so i hope you guys enjoy!

I'm so into you, I can barely breathe And all I wanna do is to fall in deep But close ain't close enough 'til we cross the line, So name a game to play, and I'll roll the dice.

You adjusted the bottom of your dress, pulling it down a little more so that you didn’t accidentally expose yourself. You step into the bustling environment, scanning the room for your friends. You come up empty, only spotting two different couples dry-humping each other and a very intense game of pong happening in the middle of the room. You’d rather be anywhere but here right now if not for the fact that Ryan specifically asked you to come. And it’s hard to say no to Ryan…

“Oh, there’s a party at Michaels frat tonight. Come with?” Ryan asked, throwing an arm around the back of your chair.

“Gross, I hate frats.” You groan.

“Yeah but you like to party with me so…” Ryan says, giving you a cheeky grin.

God, it was hard to say no to Ryan. His boyish grin and the twinkle in his eyes that accompanied it had you weak in the knees. When his eyes lock with yours, you feel your breath leave your lungs. His presence alone had the power to render you speechless. You’re so into him to the point it almost hurts. A sweet dull ache.

“Fine.” You cave. Ryan responds by leaning over to you and pressing a sloppy kiss on your cheek.

An arm snakes around your waist, pulling you out of your brief daydream and into a strong frame. “Hi.” He says softly into your ear.

You instantly recognize the voice as Ryan’s, stopping you from elbowing what you thought was a handsy frat brother in the stomach. When you turn to face him, Ryan nearly groans out loud when he sees your outfit. Your legs looked endless in your black mini-skirt, and Ryan knew he’d have to force himself to keep his eyes off your chest behind a tight black t-shirt. God, you looked good. So good. Your cheeks burn as his eyes trace your figure.

“You look great.” Ryan says, a lazy grin on his lips.

You fight off a wide grin that threatens your own. “Thank you.”

You consistently found yourselves close to crossing the line, teetering on the edge of friendship. But never had either of you worked up the courage to cross said line. Your connection was a dance, a delicate balance of shared jokes, shared moments, and the lingering touches that left them both wondering. You yearned to cross the line, waiting for the moment that Ryan would make a move.

Oh, baby, look what you started, the temperature's rising in here Is this gonna happen? Been waiting and waiting for you to make a move Before I make a move.

“C’mon, the boys are back here.” Ryan says, taking your hand in his and pulling you towards the back of the house.

You arrive in a living area, spotting Ryan’s teammates scattered on two couches. The pair of you sit down in empty spots, squeezing next to each other so that your legs are pressed up against one another.

Ryan seamlessly joined the boys’ conversation as they discussed hockey. You found yourself half listening in on their argument, which consisted of whether or not the President's Trophy curse is real. Mid-sentence, Ryan’s hand finds its way onto your knee, sending a jolt of electricity down your spine. Your heart raced as you glanced down at his calloused fingers resting lightly on your skin, the contrast between their rough texture and the softness of your knee sending a shiver down your spine. Despite the ongoing conversation around you, your mind was solely focused on the physical contact. He began to trace gentle, rhythmic circles on the inside of your knee, your mind turning to mush. His hand lingered there for a moment before his touch ventured higher. With each inch slowly gained, your mind raced with questions, a manic but silent dialogue echoing in your thoughts.

Was this the moment you had been waiting for? Was this the culmination of all the unspoken pining the pair of you had shamelessly done? Or was this just a continuation of the dance the two of you had been doing?

Every fiber of your being yearned for clarity, for resolution, for an end to the game of push and pull that had consumed your relationship. You wanted nothing more than to be done with the tiptoeing and the skirting around the edges of what could be.

So, baby, come light me up, and, baby, I'll let you on it A little bit dangerous, but, baby, that's how I want it A little less conversation and a little more touch my body 'Cause I'm so into you, into you, into you.

Ryan’s hand squeezing your knee pulls you out of your thoughts, and back to the present moment. Your eyes flicked to his face, meeting his expecting gaze.

“Did I miss something?” You ask, your voice tinged with embarrassment. “I kind of spaced out for a second.”

Ryan’s chuckle washes over you, his boyish smile appearing on his lips and melting away the lingering unease. “It’s okay,” Ryan reassures you. “I just asked if you wanted something to drink.”

“Oh, sorry,” You reply, a blush creeping on your cheeks. “Uh, sure. I’ll come with you though.”

Standing up, Ryan extends a hand, helping you up from the couch. He tells his friends the two of you will be right back, leading you to the kitchen with a delicate hand on your back. His hand sits dangerously low on your back, his touch sending a shiver down your spine despite the oppressive heat in the house due to the amount of people.

Stepping into the kitchen, you find yourself alone with Ryan for the first time this evening. The atmosphere shifts, the ambient noise of the party fading into the background.

“What are you feeling?” He asks, motioning to the supply of alcohol on the counter.

“Are you playing bartender?” You ask, teasingly.

“Yeah, sit back. I’m great at this.” He says, supplying a wink. You chuckle softly, hopping up onto the counter.

“Alright, since you’re so great at this… I’ll let you pick my drink.” You say.

You watch as Ryan grabs two cups, pouring tequila and orange juice into both of them, before handing you one of them. “That’s it?” You ask.

“Babe, it’s a frat house, what did you expect a frozen margarita?” Ryan teases, slotting himself between your legs. The use of a pet name as well as the feeling of his hand back on your knee make your heart skip a beat.

You fall into conversation, telling each other random stories from throughout the week. You find yourselves talking seamlessly, punctuated by shared laughter. With each refill of your drink, you feel the inhibition that had been weighing on you slip away and be replaced by liquid courage.

Emboldened by the alcohol, you reach out, running a hand through Ryan’s dark locks. The conversation comes to a standstill as he eyes your face, locking in on the playful grin on your lips.

“Why haven’t you made a move?” You ask. Your words hang in the air between you two like a dare.

It isn’t until Ryan suddenly straightens up and your hand falls from his hair, that you realize how close he’d gotten. His brow furrows, Ryan’s expression briefly clouding with uncertainty. He stays silent so you continue, wanting answers.

“I’ve been waiting and waiting for you to make a move.” You say, a little chuckle slipping off your tongue. “And I can’t wait anymore. I need to know. I need to know if you’re into me.”

Without a word, he closes the distance between the two of you, capturing your lips in a kiss. His mouth is warm, lips firm as they kiss yours. You don’t hesitate to melt into him, tasting the tequila and orange juice on his lips. His hands land on your thighs, gripping them tightly. A soft whimper leaves your lips when his tongue brushes against your bottom lip, and then slides inside your mouth.

For a heartbeat, everything else ceases to exist and it’s just you and Ryan stranded in a moment in time. Every sense of yours feels heightened. The heat of his body pressing against yours, the rhythm of his heartbeat echoing in your ears.

The kiss finally breaks, the both of you out of breath from the shared moment of passion. Ryan’s soft eyes stay locked on yours as he brings a hand up to your face, cupping your cheek.

“I’m so fucking into you.” He says softly.

[toasttt11]

august x quinn

5”6 gf x 5”11 bf

morning person x morning person

loves the cold gf x loves the warm bf

loves baking girl x loves cooking boy

quiet girl x quieter boy

hockey player x hockey player

captain x captian

introvert x introvert

invisible string x invisible string

youngest sibling x oldest sibling

he fell first x she fell harder

loves the outdoors x loves the outdoors

[puckpocketed]

Early experiments indicated flerovium might behave somewhat like a noble gas, but more recent data indicates it is a volatile metal. x | y

Elemental Haiku by Mary Soon Lee - Flerovium Mirage? Mistake? Truth? Would further neutrons lend you a doubled magic?

NHL Periodic Table Poems organised by @simmyfrobby

(1) image - archived || (2) image - archived || (3) image - archived / video || (4) main image - archived / dubois (wpg) - archived / dubois (cbj) - archived || (5) main image - archived / dubois - archived || (6) image - archived

[cuttergauthier]

Secret boyfriend

female Smith reader x Ryan Leonard

Warning: injury, soft Ryan, fluff 

word count: 1.3k

let me know what you guys think🤍

let me know if you guys want me to do an insta edit of them soft launching their relationship!

I love Boston College, the only thing that sucks is doing homework, studying and just like home I hate when it rains and I have to walk. We are currently in the middle of October, and we are having a rainstorm. I've been here since the end of August and it hasn't rained this much.

Usually my brother would come and drive me to my dorm room since we both live in the same building but he was currently out in the city with two of his teammates Drew and Gabe, since they wanted to go see the bruins play in their home opener and they decided to spend the night since all 3 of them only had late classes tomorrow along with a night practice.

I didn’t bring an umbrella and even though it was raining pretty bad, a lot of students were making a run for it either back to their cars or dorms.

I pulled the hood of my hoodie over my head and started walking fast to my dorm.

I was almost there when another student ran right into me making my fall on my knees on the sidewalk.

I grunted my knee hurt like a bitch. The student just yelled sorry and continued to run. He didn't even ask if I needed any help.

I pulled myself up and looked at my knee. It was bleeding. I groaned and started limping the rest of the way since it hurt too much.

Once i got to the building I opened the door and made my way up those steps and to my room. I am thankfully living in a single dorm room and it also has a small bathroom, i tend to stay up late to study sometimes, so being alone means I never have to worry about keeping my roommate up with the lights.

I unlocked my room and walked in, I dropped my bag on the bed and made my way to the bathroom to see if I had anything to clean my knee. I couldn’t find anything. I looked at myself in the mirror, I was soaking wet. I decided to take a quick shower and I could ask someone if they had anything to help me clean my knee after.

I went to my dresser and grabbed my bc hoodie and a pair of black gym shorts before making my way back to the bathroom to shower.

Once I was done my knee still stings. I got dressed and put on some shoes and made my way to the dorm next to mine. I knocked on the door and Jenna answered she’s the first person i met when i moved here, she’s really sweet.

“Hey Y/n, everything okay?” She asked

“Yeah, sorry but would you have anything to clean wounds?” I ask

She pouted and shocked her head.

“No i don’t i’m sorry”

I smile weakly.

“All good, don’t worry about it”

I made my way back to my dorm room and texted my brother, he’s a hockey player so I hoped he might have something in his room. He gave me a key when we first got to bc in case of an emergency so I could still get in.

Me

Hey, do you by any chance have anything to clean wounds in your room?

Will

Yeah, I should have something in the bathroom if not Ryan probably does. Everything okay?

Me

Yeah, I tripped in the rain earlier. Now my knee is bleeding but I don't have anything to clean it with. Then i remembered that you gave me a key incase of emergency & you’re a hockey player so i figured you might have something!😂

Will

True, go check Ryan should be there! Just tell him what happened and he’ll help you!

Me

Thanks, I love you! Have fun at the game ❤️

Will

Love you too & we will❤️

I made my way to my brother and Ryan’s room & hoped they did have some stuff. My knee is really bothering me. I didn’t really want Ryan to know, but he would have found out eventually.

I’ve known Ryan for a few years, since the untdp days, he and my brother were teammates. We started dating a month before the NHL draft but we wanted to keep it on the down low to make sure we would work out since he and my brother are teammates but also best friends, we didn’t want to make it awkward. Will still doesn’t know only both of our parents do, I’m surprised Will hasn’t figured it out yet.

Once I got there I knocked on the door. A few seconds later Ryan opened up. He looked good, he was wearing some sweatpants and his untdp hoodie.

“Hey, did you forget that your brother went to the Bruins game? Or are you here to hang out with your amazing boyfriend” He asked, confused as to why I was there, since I told him I wanted to study tonight.

“No um, Will said you might have stuff to clean wounds, so i came by to check” i said nervously.

“We probably do, come in.” He said. I walked in beside him and followed him to the bathroom.

“Did you hurt yourself?” He asked, concerned.

“It was raining pretty bad when I got out of class and I had to walk back here, so I was trying to rush and then some student ran right into me, and I ended up falling down, scraping my knee,” I said.

“You should have called me, I would have come by to pick you up” he said, giving me a quick forehead kiss before He took the stuff out of the cabinet and set it down before looking back at me.

“Come here, let me take a look." He said, smiling softly. I jumped up and sat down on the counter without hurting my knee worse.

Ryan looked at my knee.

“It’s not too bad” he said, he grabbed some Cotton balls and put some rubbing alcohol on.

“This is probably going to sting,” he said before cleaning my knee with it.

I bit my lip and turned around so he would see that I had tears in my eyes. I wasn’t as tough as my brother or the rest of them.

Once he was done he put on a bandaid.

“They're all done,” he said softly.

I looked up at him to see he was already looking at me. He gave me a quick kiss on the lips.

“Thank you, i could have done it myself” i said smiling softly

“I saw how you turned your head so i wouldn’t see the tears in your eyes yn, it was probably better i did it since it probably would have taken you longer” he said and i looked at him embarrassed.

“Right, um sorry” I said awkwardly, I hate that I embarrassed myself in front of him.

“Hey you don’t need to be embarrassed about that, it’s just you and I here, I'm not going to make fun of you, I love you too much” he said smiling.

“Thanks Ry, I love you too,” I said smiling back.

He moved away so I could get down from the counter. He put the stuff away and we went back to the room.

“I was just about to put on a movie, do you want to stay a while?” He asked

“Sounds good to me, I don't feel like studying anymore” I said smiling. He chuckled.

He laid down on his bed and pulled me down with him. He pulled me closer to him and wrapped his arm around my waist. He kissed the back of my head and turned on a movie.

A few minutes later I was trying to keep my eyes open but I was losing, it didn’t take long for Ryan to notice. His thumb rubs soft circles on my waist.

“Go to sleep beautiful, i’ll be here when you wake up” he whispered.

“Love you” i whispered softly

“Love you too beautiful” he placed a soft kiss behind my ear, a few seconds later i fell asleep.

[equallyshaw]

little lion | Luke hughes au! ↠ liona ovechkin oc ! x luke hughes

↠ about liona! ↠ au masterlist.

full name: liona kai oveckin

she is alex oveckhin's only child

birthdate: 10/29/2003

born in Washington, dc.

lives in green which village with her best friend's and roommate, rain, and parttime- sean.

works part time on the upper east side, as a nanny to a small family. works part time at a historic bookstore/coffee shop in west village.

graduated from georgetown prep (smart girlie)

currently a sophomore at nyu majoring in fashion, and minoring in marketing

holds american, united kingdom and russian citizenship

nickname is 'little lion' by alex, because she is a sassy and sarcastic firecracker

has a big friend group from highschool and they all follow each other to new york (summer i turned pretty cast lmao)

her mom and dad are not together, and never have been since his rookie season (in this au its 2002-2003)

alex and evgeni malkin are besties, and therefore liona looks up to evegeni as an uncle

fluent in russian and mandarin

alex and liona are each others best friend, that's his girl

used to participate in equestrian because of the schools she went to and played volleyball up until jr year of highschool

other nickames: my lioness, lili and pearl

lukes nickname is my lioness and another that will be revealed (:

huge book reader

writes poetry on the down low

only child syndrome (she hates it)

also! jack and she tolerate each other, because lets be real. they give all their sass to each other which usually ends in some sort of bickering match

HUGE olivia rodrigo fan, like diehard bazaardvark era fan

Also performed in musicals and plays throughout her childhood and highschool

her dad introduced her to andrei svechnikov after his draft, and she calls him her eastern brother (russian brat) (which jack was hella skeptical about at first, and then soon realized they just saw each other as siblings

[larsnicklas]

TJ OSHIE ✧ 240110 It's nice to be on the mend, nice to be back with the fellas.

[lafrexniere]

reader who plays with her boyfriends chain when she gets stressed with ryan leonard?

“What’s wrong,” your boyfriend Ryan asked as you lay on his chest.

“Nothing’s wrong,” you said avoiding eye contact.

“Something is wrong, you’re doing that cute thing where you play with my chain,” he smiled, picking your head up off his chest. You hadn’t even noticed you were playing with it, it became an unconscious activity. You looked at your hand and saw it was on his chain. 

“I don’t know, we are starting college together, I’m just worried something is gonna happen with us,” you sighed. 

“What do you mean what do you think is gonna happen?” He looked concerned. 

“You have hockey and stuff, I have hockey and stuff, and it’s a big school, I just feel like we aren’t gonna have time for each other,” you explained.

“Y/N, we will find time for each other, we both are doing similar things meaning we should bump into each other often,” your face lit up.

“I guess you’re right,” you smiled. 

“And I’m always gonna be there for you, okay, so don’t worry,” he said kissing your head. You were still playing with the chain, he began to peel your fingers from it slowly.

“Okay,”

“No more stressing, no more playing with my chain, even if it is adorable,” he grinned.

“You’re adorable,” you smiled at him. He rolled his eyes knowing that an argument would start over who was more adorable and let you win. 

“I guess I am,” he sighed as he stood up. He held out his hand for you to take. You took it and he pulled you to him, holding you in a tight grip.

“You know what you are now?” He asked you. 

‘What?”

“Trapped,” he smirked as he picked you up off the ground and spun you in his grasp throwing you onto his bed with him beside you. You were laughing and yelling, all your stress was gone. 

“Did I make you feel better?” he laughed.

“Yes Ryan yes,” you laughed harder.

“Good,” he kissed your cheek.

______________________

Sorry it's so short

[korshrimpski]

Okay time to recap today

John Marino was traded to Utah (with a 5th round 2024 pick) and njd receive a a 2024 2nd round pick which ended up being mikhail yegorov and a 2025 2nd round pick

Then ALEXANDER HOLTZ WAS TRADED TO VEGAS?!?? In what universe 😭 but akira schmid was included in that trade to vegas. And the njd receive Paul Cotter and a 2025 3rd round pick

Washington trades a couple of draft picks to vegas to get Logan Thompson, who was signing autographs when he got traded 😭

Washington also trades Beck Malenstyn to the sabres in exchange for the 43rd draft pick

Then Dallas trades the rights to Chris Tanev in exchange for Max Ellis and a 7th rounder in 2026

Boston trade Jakub Lakus to Minnesota for vinni lettieri, and Boston fans are asking a wellness check in jeremy swayman

Conor Geekie and JJ Moser where then traded to Tampa (not geeks🥹) Utah receive mikhail sergachev

Kevin Hayes was traded to pittsburgh by the blues for future considerations

Tampa trades tanner jeannot to the kings for some draft picks

OH AND THE SABRES BOUGHT OUT JEFF SKINNER AND I MIGHT START *€]��|¥~’ ]€^•|\

[andrebearakovsky]

the caps needed to lose quickly in the playoffs so that they could send all those young boys back to hershey in time for the bears' first playoff game and allow them to defend their title and try and go back to back. their postseason run is far more important than ours rn

[izzylovesyou2022]

Intertwined Like The Stars~ Andre Burakovsky

Selma pulled her blonde and turquoise braid over her shoulder and climbed down the steps one at the time. The players had just gotten off the ice after practice. Andre, her best friend since forever, was one of the quickest changers in the locker room.

She tossed her comfort ball from hand to hand and rolled her shoulders backwards. Today's practice had been intense even for NHL standards and she knew Andre would most likely require a shoulder massage when they got home.

Finally, the locker room door came into view. Selma didn't feel like going inside, so she leaned up against the wall and closed her eyes.

She was actually very lucky to be living with Andre. He understood her better than anyone else in the world. Most people didn't think he was very smart, but when it came to Selma and her little ways, he was the most intelligent. She always figured it was because they'd known each other their entire lives, but Andre wouldn't tell that secret to her.

"Älskling!"

Selma's lips twitched as she opened her eyes. Only one person was allowed to call her that.

"Dre," she whispered, pushing herself off the wall and melting into Andre's embrace.

She giggled when Andre kissed the top of her head and looked up into his chocolate brown eyes.

"That looked like a rough practice," she informed him, her forehead furrowing as he winced slightly.

Andre nodded his agreement and stretched out his arm.

"Coach wants us in fine form, little flower. We've got some tough games coming up."

Selma shivered and moved her hand up Andre's arm.

"I just hope he doesn't work you hard enough that you pull a muscle, Dre."

Andre finally smiled and wrapped his arm around Selma's shoulders.

"I don't think coach will work us that hard, little flower. Besides, you want me to be strong, don't you?"

Selma rolled her eyes as she trotted close to Andre down the hall. The teasing never stopped with him. Luckily, he teased her in a way she understood and respected.

"Yes, of course, Dre. I need my protector to be strong."

Andre swallowed hard at that and struggled to keep his heart rate at a normal pace. Selma never truly knew how much it meant to him to be called her protector.

He opened the bed of his truck and lifted Selma up onto it, grinning at her detailed squeak.

"Don't you worry, little flower," he whispered, giving her a gentle tap on the nose, which caused it to wrinkle, "my strength isn't going anywhere."

A/N: Älskling= love, darling

[nhlclover]

𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐍 | 𝐑𝐘𝐀𝐍 𝐋𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐃

summary: ryan reaches a breaking point and finally confronts your hesitation towards him

warnings: angst, mentions of cheating, good guy ryan alert, open ended/cliffhanger

word count: 1.12k

The dimly lit bar hummed with life, bodies crowding every area, with the low murmur of conversations filling the air. People crowded every inch of the space, but somehow, you and Ryan had managed to carve out your own little corner next to the oak bar. Shoulders brushing, the world beyond the two of you seemed to fade away as you shared a quiet moment amid the chaos.

Ryan's dark eyes sparkled under the soft glow of the overhead lights, a playful smile tugging at his lips as he looked at you. His presence was magnetic—effortless in a way that made the noise of the bar slip into the background. He had that kind of effect on you, the ability to make everything else feel less important.

“Having fun?” Ryan asked, his voice warm and teasing, laced with the hint of a smile that sent warmth rushing through your veins.

You smiled back feeling a familiar flutter in your chest. “Yeah… yeah I am.”

“Me too.” Ryan’s gaze lingered on you, his hand resting casually on the bar just inches from yours. The space between you two seemed smaller than ever, the lines between friendship and something more growing impossibly blurred.

The excitement of it all was undeniable. Yet, beneath that, something dark and heavy weighed you down—fear, the unshakable fear of history repeating itself. His fingers brushed yours again, sending a spark of warmth through your skin. A touch that should’ve felt thrilling but instead ignited a storm of anxiety deep within you.

You wanted to let go, to let yourself dive into the possibility of what was happening with Ryan, but memories of your past tugged you back like chains around your heart. Three years. You’d given three years to someone you thought you knew, someone you trusted, only to discover his betrayal. That moment had shattered something inside you, something that refused to be rebuilt easily.

Even though you had left him—cut ties, picked up the pieces, and moved on—it still lingered. You had healed, or at least you thought you had, but now, with Ryan looking at you like that, with the possibility of something real staring you in the face, all those old fears came rushing back.

Ryan’s hand drifted even closer, his fingers just barely touching yours, as if asking permission to go further. The warmth of his skin should’ve felt comforting, but instead, it pulled you back to that place—where the trust you once had was ripped away.

You pulled your hand back instinctively, slipping it into your pocket, needing space—needing to breathe. You felt Ryan stiffen beside you, his playful expression falling away like a mask.

“Why do you keep doing that?” His voice was low, barely above a murmur, but it was enough to cut through the noise around you.

You blinked, surprised by the sudden change in his tone. “Doing what?”

Ryan’s eye’s flashed with hurt. “You know what I’m talking about. You keep pulling away—every time we get close, you shut down.”

The words hit like a punch to the gut because he was right. Every time he inched closer—physically, emotionally—you retreated. You couldn’t help it. The fear was like a reflex, one that you couldn’t seem to control. Every time he tried to get closer, you felt yourself retreating into the safety of your walls. You’d open yourself up to him, and just when you’re on the precipice of finally being happy with someone again, you step back from the ledge.

“I’m sorry,” you said, eyes dropping to the floor, guilt pooling in your chest. “It’s not you… it’s me. I just—I’m scared, Ryan.”

Ryan’s brows furrowed in confusion, though his frustration simmered just beneath the surface. He took a step closer, his presence towering though never overwhelming. His voice was softer this time, but still filled with quiet determination. “Scared of what? Of me?”

“No, not you,” you shook your head quickly, heat rising in your cheeks. “I’m scared of what could happen. Of getting hurt again.”

The vulnerability in your voice hit him, and for a moment, his features softened. But he didn’t let it go entirely. “I’m not him,” Ryan said, his tone firm but gentle, trying to break through your barriers. “I know what he did to you was horrible, and I’m sorry you had to go through that. But I’m not him. I’m not going to cheat on you, or lie, or do any of the crap he did. But you have to stop treating me like I will.”

The words hung in the air between you, heavy and raw. Your throat tightened, and you swallowed hard, willing yourself to hold it together. “I don’t mean to,” you whispered, feeling a lump form in your throat. “It’s just… I trusted him, and it destroyed me. I don’t know if I can go through that again.”

Ryan let out a slow breath, his eyes never leaving yours as he gently took your hand, his thumb brushing over your knuckles in slow, soothing circles. “I get that,” he said quietly, “but if you don’t take a chance—if you keep running away—how will you ever know?”

You stared down at your intertwined hands, the warmth of his touch calming the storm in your chest, but the fear still loomed. He could break your heart, just like your ex. But what if he didn’t?

Ryan squeezed your hand, drawing your attention back to him. “Look,” he said, his voice steady, “I’m all in. I like you—a lot. More than that, I care about you. I’ve been waiting, giving you space to figure things out, but I can’t keep doing this forever. If you don’t want this—if you don’t want me—then I need to know. I need to know now because I’m done waiting for you to decide.”

There was a finality in his words that sent a cold rush of panic through you. His eyes searched yours, desperate to find some sort of resolution in them, however he just watched them dart around his face laced with uncertainty.

Ryan sighed, pulling his hand away from yours. The loss of his warmth was immediate and sharp, a reminder of what you were risking. He fished out his wallet from his back pocket and tossed some cash onto the bar, enough to cover both your drinks.

“I’m not going to wait forever,” he said softly, his voice filled with an aching sincerity. “But I want this. I want you. You just need to figure out if you want the same.”

And with that, he turned and walked away, disappearing into the crowd. You stood there, alone by the bar, the weight of his words pressing down on you, your heart caught in a battle between fear and longing.

[toasttt11]

we

December 31, 2022

The team was playing against the University of North Dakota. The first game back since their Christmas break, a break that made Riley have quite a few realizations.

She stepped on the ice tapping the back of Will and Gabe’s helmets before they lined up waiting for the puck to drop.

Quickly North Dakota scored on the U-18 and Riley already got her first penalty for tripping a player.

North Dakota scored once more making the score become 2-0.

Riley stole the puck from the opposing player and quickly passed it across the ice right to Will, Will quickly brought the puck closer to the net and passed it right across the ice to Gabe, who smacked into the back of the net, making the U-18 finally get a point in the board .

Will and Gabe skated right into Riley and brought her into a group hug, all of them yelling in excitement.

Riley, Gabe and Will all hopped onto the ice for their next shift, Riley took the puck bringing it down the ice towards the goal, she sharply passed it back to Gabe who quickly passed it across the ice to Will and Will quickly took a slap shot onto the net, making the score become tied up 2-2.

“Woohoo!” Gabe yelled happily as Riley and him pulled Will into a tight hug on the ice.

“Nice Smitty.” Riley mumbled knocking her helmet to Will’s helmet.

“Thanks Slugger.” Will beamed back towards his two best friends.

The first period ended with the score 2-2.

Will gently pulled on Riley’s long braid as they stepped back onto the ice for the second period, Gabe smiled at the two watching as Riley turned around playfully glared at Will.

“Leave Snips alone Smitty.” Gabe nudged Will away from her and happily pulled Riley to him, sticking his tongue out playfully at Will.

Will just shook his head with an extremely fond smile before they had to skate to center for the start of the period.

They almost went the entire period before something happened, sadly North Dakota scored again.

With just two minutes left of the period Gabe, Will and Riley hopped onto the ice.

Riley took the puck to the blue line and passed it across the ice straight to Will, who passed it to over to Gabe, Gabe passed it right into the goal.

“Good job Gabe-o.” Riley gave Gabe a proud smile patting him on the shoulder making Gabe beam happily and his cheeks turn pink.

The score was tied 3-3 at the end of the second period.

The third period was slow and all shots were continuously getting blocked making the score stay the same.

Riley turned around seeing an opposing player slam Gabe into the boards, Gabe fell down onto his knees.

Riley felt something snap and she didn’t wait a second before her gloves and stick was thrown to the grown and she pulled the player away from Gabe and started throwing multiple punches at the player.

Will helped Gabe stand up quickly checking him with his eyes and nodded seeing he was okay, they turned around seeing Riley absolutely destroying the player, She was throwing a lot of punches at his face before she was dragged off by the refs still yelling at the player as she continued to get dragged to the penalty box.

Will smirked watching the whole thing and groaned as Gabe elbowed him in the side, “What?” Will looked at Gabriel in question.

“Don’t encourage her.” Gabe sternly told Will, Gabe knew how much Will thought it was hot when Riley fought but he didn’t want her getting hurt anymore.

Riley let out a harsh breath pulling her helmet off and chucking it on the bench before she sat down and ran a hand over her head and winced at her knuckles rubbing on her head.

She put her hands down and winced slighty at her extremely bloody knuckles and the multiple split knuckles, she shook her hands out and grabbed a towel pouring some water on it and wiping some blood off.

Riley already knew she was going to get a stern lecture from Gabe for getting hurt from the fight.

They ended up losing in overtime and Riley managed to avoid the boys for a little longer by heading to the medical team and got her hands all cleaned up.

Riley luckily could take as long as she wanted as the hotel was next to the arena and they walked over so she didn’t need to rush.

She took a long shower leaning into the cold water and let out a breath. She’s been unsettled since she realized her feelings for the boys and truthfully she didn’t know what to do next, like just go up to them and say oh hi i think I’m in love with you both okay cool.

Riley groaned frustrated and just blew out a long breath. She was wondering if her feelings for Gabe and Will were worth the risk of losing her two best friends.

Riley got out of the shower and dried off and just threw on sweatpants and t-shirt not in the mood it put her suit back on and besides mostly everyone is gone so it did not matter if she had it one.

Riley grabbed her bag and reluctantly put on her coat because she knew it worry Gabe is she walked through the snow with no coat even if it would feel nice too.

Riley walked the quick walk back to the hotel, she saw many people walking by all dressed up and she remembered that it was new year’s eve and would be new year in a few hours.

Riley walked into the hotel and chose to take the stairs not wanting to have any human interaction that was not Gabe or Will.

She walked down the hallway and passed her own hotel room to the one next to it, that she knew was open for her.

She quietly walked in and saw the boys cuddled up on a bed and she closed the door behind her. Her heart clenched fondly seeing them cuddling with each other and she knows the two like each other, it’s obvious she just is hopeful that have room for her too in their hearts.

Will looked up and smiled softly seeing Riley in the room, he patted the bed for her to join. Gabe was cuddled into Wills side and has his head hidden in Will’s neck dosing off.

Riley bit her lip but nodded she dropped her stuff on the desk and took her coat and shoes off, she walked over and Will reached up grabbing her hand and pulling her down so she fell gently on to the top and curled up between them.

Gabe sleepily opened his eyes and beamed seeing Riley had joined them and is laying on them, he wrapped an arm around her snuggled even closer to the two.

Will gently rubbed Riley on the back making her relax on them and Will softly smiled and he could practically hear her thinking with questions, “Relax Slugger, we can talk about us when we all wake up.” Will softly reassured her and Riley nodded and laid her head on his chest and began relaxing extremely fast and felt so comfortable cuddling with them both.

The three of them all managed to sleep for a good few hours before the alarm Will had set for the countdown went off.

Gabe rubbed his eyes and smiled again as he realized it wasn’t a dream that Riley was cuddling with them. He looked up and saw Will looking at them with a fond smile. Gabe leaned up more and gave Will his forehead kiss before feeling Riley start to move and saw her eyes slowly blinking open.

“Hi snips.” Gabe spoke softly and gently played with the ends of her hair.

“Hi.” Riley looked between them nervously.

Will and Gabe shared a look a nodded.

“We like you.” Will started off slowly and gently kept rubbing her back especially feeling her tense up in shock.

“And we like each other.” Gabe bluntly told her and smiled hopefully, “So?” Gabe looked at her with hope.

“We uh wanted to wait for you.” Will explained seeing her questioning look, he remembered kissing Gabe for the first time in the summer and knew he was always gonna be stuck with him and Riley.

“All three of us together?” Riley asked titling her head curiously really liking the idea. Will and Gabe but quickly nodded in unison.

“Ok.” Riley bit her lip hiding her smile seeing them both so exicted by her answer.

“Oh thank god. I need to kiss both of you and was gonna die if i had to wait any longer.” Gabe dramatically told them making Riley and Will share a fond look.

Will grabbed his chin softly and pressed his lips passionately to Gabe’s. Gabe quickly kissed him back running a hand through Will’s blonde curls.

Riley smiled watching the two and really enjoyed seeing the two together.

“Don’t forgot about our girl.” Will gave a stern look to Gabe when Gabe whined when they stopped kissing but Will’s words made him perk up.

Gabe looked back at Riley and smiled leaning down pressing his lips to hers gently and almost whined loudly at Riley tugging at his curls.

Will think he almost enjoyed watching them more.

Riley pulled away panting slighty but leaned up to Will, who met her half way and connected his lips to her.

They pulled away from each other and Riley laid her head back down on Will’s chest and grabbed Gabe’s hand intertwining their hands. Will wrapped his arm around Gabe’s shoulder and Gabe scooted closer resting his head next to Riley’s

The sound of fireworks went off like crazy outside as it hit the new year.

[puckpocketed]

caps girlies (gn) did you know you just got the smallest girl in the world . Logan Thompson can and WILL tuck himself under everyone’s chin like a cat during goalie hug line . how tall is he do you ask,. well. 6’4 . <3

[thornescratch]

This is really fucking funny.