WINTER

WINTER

It’s too cold and I miss Jamie Drysdale I haven’t seen booboo bear in forever

“I’m still concerned how you think this” jamie shrugs to the 60 degree weather that’s begun invading California, “is cold” but nonetheless he still lets me drag a blanket all around the house and lets me cuddle up to him all the time. Even when I stick him with my cold feet.

“You grew up in fucking— fucking Canada” I butt out, “you have an unfair advantage” I whine at him. As I slowly drag myself back into our bedroom, “why is it so cold”

“Because it’s fall” He never misses a beat as he stands in the door way. Leaning against the frame as I snuggle myself into my side of the bed.

He eventually leans in and takes his shoes off before sliding into bed with me, still in his hoodie but thankfully taking off his hat before he snatches me with his arms.

“You’re freezing” He groans, I move into him and he tries to scoot away, “no you’re cold”

“Yeah but you’re warm, please jammy, im so cold. And you love me” I complain latching myself into him.

“You’re going to be the death of me. I hope you know that”

“I would never”

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Trevorzegras - Jimmy with the rizz

Jamiedrysdale - stfu

Nicohischier - y/n. Didnt you grow up in Germany. Where it’s like negative degrees

Y/n.official - hush Nico baby. Hushhh

Jamiedrysdalefan1 - stop why r they so cute together

Jamiedrysdale - she’s a solid 10

Jamiedrysdalefan1 - AH HE RESPONDED

Jamiedrysdale - you have the coldest feet ever but I still love you

Y/n.official - dw bbg I’ll still marry you

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Ice cold baby

Matbarzal - how’d this man get a 10

Y/n.official - 🤷‍♀️

Jamiedrysdale - a little offended over here

Trevorzegras - Mama y Papa

Y/n.official - my son, my baby!!

Jamiedrysdale- stop enabling him

Trevorzegras - don’t say that jimmy

Anaheimducks - so cute

Y/n.official - I totally agree!

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Y/n.official - they need to sign me

Jamiedrysdale - you fell over three times and tripped over the puck.

Y/n.official - hes lying

I WANT YOU

Jamie Drysdale

Me when Mitski 😭😭

It’s him. It’s always been him, no matter the circumstance or the choices I’ve made. Everything I’ve wanted and everything I needed has always been him.

He’s standing there, looking at me like he always looked at me. Soft and kindly a little wobbly like a newborn deer. Standing in the doorway, the light cascades over him. Painting him in this angelic light.

I want to go to him, a string that tugs at my heart and pulls with the strength of a thousand men. I want him so badly. To go to him and be in that warmth he provides me.

I’m stuck in the car, unmoving. My hands feel like their glued to the steering wheel. My lungs can barely function and I don’t know what to do. Nothing could’ve ever prepared me for this.

I want to scream and shout, run up to him and kiss him. Scream in his face and hit him; kiss his face as I tell him how much I love him.

I drag myself out of the car. I walk slowly as I keep eye-contact with him. Finally he engulfs me in a hug.

The door closes and I slide to the floor. A heap of sobs, clutching onto his arms as I cry.

“I’m sorry, I don’t know why!” I cry out as he wraps himself around me. Holding me like this, this is why I fell in love with him. Even though I knew it could never work out with us.

“I love you” he tells me

“It’ll never work with us, Jamie please. My heart, it can’t” I whisper against his lips, “Jamie..”

He closes the gap between us and I crawl onto him, his hands rake through my hair gripping onto my scalp in a needful desire for each other.

“It’s always been you Jamie” I finally confess, the words choke out in this sad little mess of gasps and sobs.

“I know”

AMERICAN DREAM

First fic in a while 😐😃

:(no outbreak) Sarah, drinking, dilfs. Ranch on pizza, food. Hives AFAB reader. Periods

Joel would often wonder what his life would be like, would he have that American dream? Would she have stayed? Would he not be a contractor living day to day in a house he can barely afford.

Would she still be a doctor instead of running away at the sight of a positive test. Would she be the mother she wanted to be.

Maybe instead she would’ve been a stay at home mom, nursing babies and enjoying life. Would he have had that cushy job her mother approved of.

He sees her in his dream sometimes, hair tied back like always, especially when she was thinking. Hard at thought; nose in her textbooks.

But instead she was eternalized by his dreams, stuffed into baggy clothes to hide the bump, crying in the shitty apartment they were living in.

In his dreams shes standing in the kitchen, Sarah tucked under her arm as she’s mashing potatoes, angrily grunting away and blabbing about some girl on the soccer team.

Sometimes he’d like to imagine the two of them having another kid, sometimes he’d imagine her stomach swollen still covered in those hives she used to get.

Sarah gets them, stressed, in the sun too much. Her skin flares and she ends up with her skin scratched raw, spoon feeding her ice cream in an ice bath.

He’d imagine her, kissing him at the door and untightening his tie, taking his briefcase and setting it by the coffee table he built.

Instead he’s taking his flannel off and seeing Sarah once again making eggs, “hi sweetie, you ok?” He’ll ask kissing the part of her hair.

“Yeah, I made eggs.” She always says, “I put cheese in them too. If you grab some of the bread and toast it I can put some bacon on too”

“No ‘m alright sweetheart. The guys ordered pizza, brought you some for lunch tomorrow”

“Thanks” she says, scratching the back of her hair to which Joel lifts it up seeing the small lumps with red circles around, “hives”

“Uh oh, do I need to go buy icecream?” He jokes

“No, no im fine.”

It’s when Sarah starts truly growing up when he is at a loss; unsure of what to do. Confused and nervous. But aware of the young adult neighbors who’d moved in.

It’s an awkward situation, nervously knocking on a door he’s only interacted with once. And that was just introducing himself and Sarah.

It’s just about seven at night, and a young woman appears at the door after some shouting. It’s clear she’s half asleep; the television blaring in the background. There’s a girl passed out on the floor and the woman at the door turns back, “Becca, turn Sofie on her side. If she barfs she’s gonna choke” she stares before closing the door.

A southern accent drawls from her voice, one clearly hidden from years out of state, “somethin I can help you with?” She asks, sweeping some hair out of her eyes.

“M so sorry for the bother, my daughter. Uh Sarah. She’s uh” he nervously looks at the ground, “got her period.. and I uh don’t know what to do”

“Oh yeah, give me a sec”

She runs back inside; and whilst Joel is completely expecting for her to ditch she comes out later with a box of pads, “I remember her, uh will you show me to her?” The twenty something girl.

He leads her upstairs knocking on the crummy white door, “sar, it’s one of the neighbors. She’s a uh. Girl and I think she will know what to do”

“Ok..” the muffled voice is shaky and clear that she had been crying.

“Hey. I’m y/n” you tell her your name and she responds with hers.

“Y/n, I’ll be downstairs. Beer?”

“No thank you Mr.Miller. I don’t drink on school nights”

“Alright. I’ll be downstairs”

You see him more and more, drinks now and then. Babysitting for some extra cash. A cool house that isn’t full of partying.

He finds you, usually asleep on the couch, Sarah’s head on your lap. He sees the similarities between you and her, heat hives.

It’s unexpected when he finds you in the shower, “you alright?”

“Gosh I’m sorry Mr.Miller, Im breaking out in hives and Sarah said I could use the cold shower”

“No, you’re alright. Do I pop a bottle of wine and order pizza?”

“God that’d be lovely.”

Joel never opens wine unless it’s with you, and you manage do drink half of it. And half a pizza, with Sarah’s assistance of course, “I didn’t know a sorority girl could eat that much” Joel jokes seeing you dip your pizza into some ranch.

“Mnh, I also played volleyball and was on my collages soccer team before I graduated” You say, “never missed a meal, kept my mass up, I’m on the bulk right now” You inform

“Jesus, ranch with pizza? What are you a wild animal”

You laugh at him as Sarah looks disapprovingly. He still walks you home and waits for you to lock the door before he goes home.

Sarah is still there, eating leftover pepperoni, “you like her” she states

“Don’t lie you lil twerp”

“No I’m serious, non of the others made you open up like that, and I wouldn’t mind having her around. I mean she basically lives here anyways”

HOW YOU GET THE GIRL

Mat Barzal x fem!original character

SERIES MASTERLIST

In which, Mat Barzal falls hopelessly in love with the girl who works the weekend closing shifts at his favorite bookstore and his attempts at getting her to say yes to a date.

CHAPTERS

PROLOGUE

ONE

TWO

THREE

FOUR

FIVE

SIX

SUNS OUT FUNS OUT

Nico Hischier

I don’t know how, or when exactly it happened but during the years of dating Nico somehow I’ve adopted the team. After Luke broke up with his long term, distance girlfriend. I was the first person he called; and he cried on my chest like a little kid.

And I didn’t judge him for it; how could I? How could I judge when I was him before I met Nico. He ended up crying himself to sleep on me. My hand rubbing his back as he rested his head on the crevice of my neck. Soft sniffles keep me awake as I gently cradle him.

Nico walks in a bit later, raising his eyebrow at the situation, “you ok?” He asks sitting next to me and putting his arm around my shoulder.

“He ended things with Evie” I say simply moving his head to my lap as I continue comforting him.

Every summer the team and usually the wives or girlfriends join in.

“Come in the water with me.. please baby?” I beg Nico as I walk up to him, dripping with pool water, “come onnn we want to have a chicken fight”

He rubs his eyes as he stands up taking his sunglasses off and following me into the water.

“Ok how are we doing this?” He asks as Jack dunks under to get Lacy on his shoulders.

“We’re gonna kick your ass” I tease as Nico slides underneath me and brings me up out of the water. His hands gripping onto my thighs as I grin at Lacy.

The fight ensues and I’m pushing against her shoulder and trying to knock her down, eventually she leans back and her legs wrap around Jacks neck dragging him down with her as Nico and I cheer.

“FUCK YEAH!” I shout grinning and excitedly getting off my boyfriends shoulders and jumping onto him and wrapping my legs around his waist. He’s smiling against my lips as I pull him into a kiss.

His arms wrap around me toying with the strings of my bikini, “you’re so perfect” he grins as I tangle my fingers in his hair.

“EWWW!! MOM IS KISSING DAD!!” Luke shouts gagging and mocking us as the team laughs.

“How did we adopt all these children” I ask him as he grins against my chest

“How many do we want?” He asks, “if we do get married”

“No ‘if’s’ Neeks, mm no more than two.. but I’m ok with three” I tell him. We’re still holding eachother in the water as the team does their own thing.

But it’s just the two of us.. in our own world.

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VOLLEYBALL SZN

Heavily inspired by @brokenanxiety headcannons of mat barzal dating a vball player ‼️

Mat Barzal x fem reader (volleyball player)

Im a senior in collage. #87 on NYU’s volleyball team for varsity. My boyfriend does his own thing, hockey for the islanders.

Usually our schedules don’t line up, I’ll have a game and he has training. He has a game and I have training. The only time they’ve ever lined up is during training camps. But even then we can barely see each other. And even then our training camps have a no fraternization rule.

The islanders have never been too fond of sharing facilities with a collage v ball team.

“We had a game forfeit so are you still good with me coming to see you play” he whispers into my ear as I rub lotion onto my forearms in preparation for the bruises.

“Mm, if you want too. Usually they make you practice instead right?” I ask as Mat watches me braid my hair and raise it into a ponytail.

“Yeahh.. but I told the guys about this and they wanted me to come.. they’ll probably show up halfway through and bring the team out for pizza” he tells me as his hands rub up and down my thighs.

“Really? You’re willing to feed a group of starved varsity volleyball players after the biggest tournament of the season?” I inquire turning my head around to face him. He’s still all smiles and giggles with his head laid into my neck.

“Is that a bad thing?”

“Never”

Games are always fairly similar; the same nervous buzz that leads into the locker rooms. We all have matching hair.

“You nervous?” Astrid asks as we stretch out and set and serve eachother for our warmups.

“Always, but mat is here for like the first time ever and I’m so nervous” I grin a little bit

“Isn’t he the one you hooked up with junior year? At the training camp?” She gasps out, “holy shit you’re dating?” She whisper shouts which attracts the attention of our other teammates

I nod, “but Shh. We need to win this tournament”

The blonde nods as she puts on her knee guards.

It always feels cheesy when I say that Mat’s cheers are the only ones I can hear against the roar of the crowd. I feel like I’m gasping for breath as I’m diving and saving.

I’m knocking my head sometimes; scrambling for the ball and using my arms to save it.

We end the game in overtime, winning barely with a 2 to 1 score.

I change back into a baggy shirt instead of my uniform but I don’t have the care to change out of my shorts, “Do y’all want pizza?” I ask as we gather up our bags and let our hair out.

“Yess, but who’s buying?” Ella asks as she cracks her knuckles

“Mat, and his team. They said they were gonna take us out for dinner” I inform and Ella grins before rattling out the most Ella like sentence I’ve ever heard

“Do they now how much we can eat?”

“No. No they do not”

There’s six girls, plus six other 6’+ hockey players. It’s a bit of a feast, “fuck are we starved” Abby smiles as the majority of the girls eat.

I’m happily seated next to mat with his hand on my thigh as we eat, “did you have fun?” I ask him

“Yeah, the moms weren’t too thrilled seeing a hoard of hockey players screaming about volleyball” he laughs softly and I smile at him

“Im still really happy you came”

“Me too”

It’s a laughter seeing the team astonished at how much a group of girls can eat after four games and the final five to win.

Mat drives me home and I’m falling asleep in the car ride home, “you must be tired, huh pretty girl?” He smiles against my skin as he brings me up into our room

“So tired”

(Idk how to end it l o l )

I rly hope you like it