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snorky · 3 months

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A (Dark) Knight In Shining Armor

Hey y’all! I apologize for the inactivity regarding my works being published, life has been hectic and all and so I hope you all are doing wonderful. I have a lot more story ideas brewing inside of my head, and so I hope you guys enjoy this one for now in the meantime, a Jake DeBrusk comfort filled with some angst, but of course, with soft sweetness and joy. Title is inspired by Batman's nickname "Dark Night", and perhaps that one JD wore a Batman costume. But in all seriousness, I hope you all enjoy this fic, and take care of yourself!

Pairing: Jake DeBrusk x F!Reader

Word Count: 3.8k

Warnings: Angst, Abusive Relationships (not with Jake), Verbal Abuse, Breakup (not with Jake), (Let me know if I need to add anything!)

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“Just get out of here! I don’t want to see your face or hear your voice right now.” His voice was harsh, words laced with hate.

Frozen in fear, she stood there, unsure of what to do under his hostile stare, burning at her skin. It was all too familiar, the shouting, the yelling, the tension tearing her heart into scraps on the cold kitchen floor.

He slammed his fist against the kitchen counter, shaking the dishes and cups. “I said get out!” Poison seemed to drip from his tongue, corroding the ground.

Tears welled in her eyes as he shouted, her heart slowly crumbling and falling, and hope dissipating, dissolving into nothingness. The tears never fell though, he would shout again, that irritating noise that only seemed to remind her why she felt resentment.

She couldn’t take it anymore, all the arguments leading to nowhere, all the small disagreements building up to a broken cathedral that could no longer be restored.

As she walked to the door, she grabbed her coat from the hook near the door, tension tight in her shoulders, almost ready to snap. She looked back, hopefully for the last time her heart told her, and saw him sitting down at the dinner table now, his head in his hands. Whether it was in anger or shame, oh she hoped it was shame, she didn’t want to stay a second longer to find out.

Reaching for the doorknob, she turned it quickly and left, locking it behind her as she did so. It was out of habit, a mindless action, but this time, it felt like there was an intent to make sure he couldn’t follow after her.

The rainy downpour of Boston greeted her, snow seemingly no longer existent during winter, and yet the icy chill was still colder than ever.

As she walked down the street, she tried to figure out a way to get home back to her apartment, which was unfortunately across the city. She hadn’t moved in with her boyfriend yet, but now she didn’t even want to any longer.

Pulling out her phone, she thought of calling her roommate to pick her up, but then she realized that her roommate was out of the state with family. She let out a huff of slight annoyance, or more of inconvenience at herself for forgetting about her roommate’s whereabouts.

Her mind raced as she quickly tried to scroll through her contacts list, searching for the one person she knew that would pick her up from anywhere, no matter the hour nor conditions outside.

The tone of the phone hummed as she waited for him to pick up, her hands slightly shaky due to the cold. She hoped, prayed that she wouldn’t be sent to his voicemail box, a no answer.

“Hello?” His groggy voice echoed through the phone, as if he had just been woken up. “Is everything alright? It’s pretty late in the night,”

Guilt swirled around inside of her, not only for waking him up from his sleep, but also in the fact that she wanted him to pick her up.

“Yeah, I’m alright…ish, listen I just need a favor from you, Jake,” she trailed off.

The sound of his bedsheets ruffling could be heard from him, most likely him sitting upright in the bed. “Are you out in the rain right now? Do you need me to pick you up?”

“Yes please.” A sense of relief washed over her. “Only if it’s not a hassle though—”

“It’s never a hassle. Your safety matters.”

She could hear the sound of his keys being picked up from, what she assumed was, his bedside table, followed by his footsteps down the hall.

“Where are you by the way?”

Looking up from her phone, rather nervously, she observed her surroundings, which was slightly difficult in the dark rain. “Just a block away from his condo, near the corner shop.”

The engine of his car seemed to rumble through the phone, defensive and almost angry. “Don’t hang up until I get to you, wanna make sure you’re safe,”

Tears started to form in her eyes as she heard him speak those words, knowing that he held true emotion and genuineness behind it. “Mhm.” Her voice wavered slightly, and she knew that he could recognize it, even through the phone.

It was something so simple for him, and yet it meant a lot to her, especially since it seemed like her boyfriend had hardly put any effort in recently.

She knew a relationship with two busy adults wouldn’t be constant attention and affection, but it seemed like as of late, he’d hardly acknowledge her feelings and thoughts, just another person he knew.

Her vase in her kitchen remained empty, flowerless. Time to her was hardly given, delivered texts, no response, radio silence. And yet, he would lash out at her with foul curses if she damned herself to respond a little later than she could, few hours at most.

As she was lost in thought, the sound of a car pulled up in front of her, the raindrops pelting the hood of the car almost like hailstones.

“Get in!”

Through the phone, she could hear his giggle, which in turn, caused a small smile to appear on her face as she opened the car door, sliding into the passenger side. It seemed to lighten the mood, but only just a bit.

Ending the call on her phone, she stuck it into her pocket and put on her seatbelt. “Damn, DeBrusk, take it easy,” she let out a small laugh, just before the feeling of emptiness sunk inside of her, reality seeping in.

The rain seemed to continue endlessly as he drove, tapping on the car’s windows, reminding her of the long road trips she took when she was younger, seemingly more free. But instead of banter and laughter, silence filled the air, no radio-top-forty-hits playing, no conversation, nothing.

It was odd, looking over at Jake and seeing him so, tense, hands gripping the wheel rather tightly, completely different from the energy that seemed to be only moments ago.

“Did he hurt you?” The suddenness of his voice breaking the silence made her jolt in her seat slightly, in which he let out a small apology for.

“No.” Her words came out rather defensive without the intention to, but she quickly tried to clear up any possible assumptions. “All he did was yell at me,” she whispered, not wanting to think about it for too long.

“That’s not any better though.” He let out a sigh, his worry not easing by the minute, evident in the tapping of his fingers against the steering wheel. “He needs to treat you better, you deserve better,”

“Sorry,” she said quietly, head bowed down shamefully.

He glanced over at her as they stopped at a red light, just noticing how really disheveled she was. “It’s not your fault.” She looked up at him, hoping that he really meant it. “It never was your fault,” he whispered, delicately.

The gentleness that he held, offered purely raw straight from his heart, seemed to captivate her, entrance her, lull her into a sense of safety that she was hardly familiar with.

And just then, the traffic light switched to green, much too soon, and they began getting closer and closer to her apartment, buildings nearby becoming more and more recognizable.

It seemed as if Jake knew this route by heart, each turn and curve of the road, every traffic signal and exit, and he did. Boston felt like a second home to him, and even more so when he was with his best friend, with her.

A short while passed, and he stopped his car at the front of her apartment, which, fortunately for him, was only a few blocks away from his.

Rain continued to tap against his windows, more gentle than before, and they both sat there in silence, attempting to soak in the calmness. However, it was still evident that he was tense when she looked over at him, observing his tense shoulders, unrelaxed posture.

“Thank you so much for picking me up, Jake.”

He looked over to her, snapping out of his lost gaze to nothingness. “You’re welcome, always.” His voice seemed to be filled with some sort of uncertainness.

She picked up her bag, pulling out her keys to unlock her door. “I’ll head in now, and I’m sorry for holding you up and calling so late.”

“It’s never too late, I promise you,” he said, holding up his pinky. She held her own up, and locked hers around his.

Smiling at him sweetly, tears slowly formed at the corner of her eyes again. “Thank you, again.” Her voice seemed to crack ever so slightly.

He nodded and smiled back, just as sweet, “You’re always welcome, whenever, wherever.”

Reaching her hand to the handle, she gave him another smile as she looked back at him, his eyes soft with warmth, and yet she could sense that he was worried about her, never at ease as of late.

When she opened the car door, the rain could be heard pouring heavily, drops splattering on the concrete ground rapidly. She left quickly, closing the car door as she ran to her front steps, puddles splashing beneath her feet.

When she looked back just before she went inside, out of habit, he was still there, sitting in his car.

His window rolled down, and his voice could be heard. “Get inside! I’m not going until you’re in!”

Giving him a quick nod in response, she unlocked her door, and moved herself inside, the warm air welcoming her, a contrast to the wet, rainy outside.

After she closed the door behind her, she hung her coat on a hook nearby, along with her keys and bag. Sleepiness crawled up on her as she lay down on her couch, hoping to rest her eyes for a brief moment.

Her phone buzzed on the coffee table, a message from Jake popping up on her screen.

You’re safe, right? - Jakey

Yes I am

Thank you so much once again, get home safe

No prob :) - Jakey

Exhaustion made it difficult for her to stay awake for longer, eyelids feeling heavier with each blink, and so she moved herself from the living room to her bedroom, falling asleep as soon as she hit the bed.

Sunlight crept into her room when morning came, and her bed felt cozier than ever. The blankets were just as soft and warm as a hug, never wanting to let go from it, and her limbs remained cozily entangled under the covers.

She continued to lay there for a bit, soaking up all the beaming sunlight that poured into her room. It was quiet and still, aside from the usual Boston traffic outside in the street, and her thoughts were still slightly fuzzy having just woken up.

Memories of the night before started to linger on her mind, the argument, leaving his place, being picked up by Jake, it all seemed so frantic and rapid with no clear timeline.

Hours had passed after she had gotten ready, and she was sitting in a coffee shop awaiting his arrival.

She didn’t want to have it come to this, a sudden ending for her relationship, but it felt like it had been gone for a long time now. The relationship felt like a shell of what it was, and there was no longer devotion to something that wouldn’t devote back, a lack of effort and care that tasted bitter with each passive remark she heard.

The little bell above the coffee shop door chimed, and without even looking up from her drink, she could tell that he was there. It became a sixth sense to her, the feeling of unease and tension rising in her when he was nearby.

He sat down across from her, calling out her name like it was a curse on his tongue.

“Hello?” He waved his hand in front of her. “Jeez, are you still tired?” He scoffed. His passive aggressive remarks were all too familiar to her.

Blinking at him, she returned her focus. “Sorry, no.” She let out a light laugh, nervousness evident. “But there is something I want to talk about,”

He looked at her with a glare that could only be described as intimidating, but she knew better than to show that it was working. She was safe here, he couldn’t shout or yell at her out in public like this.

“I think that it would be the best for the both of us to part ways,” she spoke smoothly, despite her hands fiddling with her drink. “After last night—”

Last night. Cold. Dark. Unforgiving even.

“I realized that we both need some time and space to grow,” she continued.

Swallowing a lump in her throat, she was unsure of what to say now, having said all she needed to say.

“What do you mean?” His tone was harsh, a cousin to the one from the previous night, reminding her of it.

“I mean that we need to break up.” It sounded a lot more blunt when she said it out loud, but it was the truth. “I have nothing against you though—”

She was quickly cut off by the sound of his chair being pushed into the table aggressively as he walked towards the door, a few people’s heads perking up and trying to see what the commotion was.

Her face heated up in slight embarrassment as she sipped her drink, eyes of the others peering at her, awaiting for a reaction, but she stayed put in her seat.

The days from then on seemed to pass by like a blur, fuzzy and faded, but eventually, the days became clearer, the sun shining brighter than before. She felt a sense of freedom, having blocked all of his contacts and any form of communication, and she could finally breathe.

Her friends, Jake specifically, noticed that her eyes seemed to shine brighter, her smile more vibrant, and her laugh more pure, even in the darkest of rooms.

Their friends were all at a restaurant in downtown Boston together, catching up on old and new times over food and drinks, talking about whatever they could before they had to depart, going back to their own lives.

She was sitting next to Jake, his arm slung on the back of the seat behind her as they talked to their friends together. Warmth seemed to radiate from him, a contrast to the chilly evening air, and so she leaned towards him a bit.

He looked at her, noticing her shifting closer to him. “You cold?”

“Just slightly, it’s alright though—”

Taking off his jacket, he draped it over her shoulders, the thick material blocking out most of the cold air.

A few of their friends at the table gave them a knowing look, a soft flush appearing on his neck and cheeks as he kept her close to him.

As the night went on, the group began to wind down, a few friends leaving with hugs and well wishes at a time. The restaurant began to empty, and so the ambiance was much more serene and peaceful.

When she looked up at him, the soft glow of the overhead lighting seemed to shine perfectly on his face, emphasizing his gentle scruff and soft eyes.

He looked at her, noticing how drowsy she seemed.

“Should we head home?”

The words came out of his mouth so smoothly, she would’ve assumed that he meant just his place, but she knew that by the end of the night, she would be asleep in her own bed.

“Yeah, that’d be good,” she hummed.

They both got up from the table and headed out the restaurant shortly after he gave a tip to the wait staff, the cold air greeting them as they walked to his car.

He opened the passenger side door for her, a simple gesture that seemed to make her face warm up in a soft blush, butterflies starting to form in her stomach.

“Thank you, Jake,” she said, smiling softly.

He smiled back at her, so gently it seemed, “My pleasure,”

All of his affectionate actions, words, gestures, it all seemed to come naturally to him tonight, like cupid had made the stars align for him.

Once he got into the driver’s side of the car, he started the engine and pulled out of the parking lot, the streetlamps and city lights passing by as he drove the both of them down the road.

An idea sparked in his mind, something slightly different than a normal trip back home. “You don’t mind if we take a longer route to get home right?” He glanced over at her, searching for a response in her facial expression.

She remained calm, soft, the feeling of being safe when with him more prominent than ever. “I don’t mind at all,”

He smiled at her words, a warm feeling bubbling in his chest.

“I wouldn’t mind spending the entire night with you ya’know?” she quietly added, eyes focused on the twinkling lights out on the streets.

Her words made him slightly awestruck, leaving him without a proper response to her. His face started to have a slight rosy tint again, a soft blush dusted on his cheeks.

“Yeah,” he spoke quietly, clearing his throat. “Yeah, that’d be nice.”

They both continued to drive down the road, almost empty, but usual for how late it was, and headed off an exit towards their neighborhood.

As they headed towards one of the tunnels, he looked over at her again, admiring her for a quick moment before speaking. “Is it okay if I go a little fast?”

She smiled as she let out a slight chuckle, taking note of how sweet it was of him to ask if he could go faster than normal on the road. “It’s more than okay, I trust you,”

He took her permission with a smirk, the car accelerating a little faster as he stepped on the gas. “Thank you, princess,” he said, almost in a half-joking-half-serious manner. “Enjoy the ride.”

Her face heated up at the nickname, a silly one, but it seemed fitting for how well he was treating her. It was all that she ever wanted, to be treated with some respect, and Jake went above and beyond with it. He seemed so perfect, and it felt almost silly how she hadn’t noticed it.

She was quickly brought back to her senses, pulled away from her dreamy state when the car’s engine roared beneath the both of them as they drove through the tunnel. The lights passed by one by one quickly, like shooting stars in the dark tunnel.

It felt so surreal, nostalgic even, the speed of the car mirroring a lost memory of being on a roller coaster, the fuzzy lights oh so similar to the carnival lights.

After what seemed like an hour of reminiscing, the car exited the tunnel, the familiar city lights came back into view, and the dark night sky could be seen again. He slowed down the car slightly, settling down to a reasonable speed.

Silence hung in the air comfortably, peaceful and calm as they drove down the road. She liked it like this, the both of them not needing to speak a word to make things comfortable, and it was much different than the noisy, chaotic life she was familiar with.

“Are you alright?” he asked, looking over at her as he pulled to a stop at an intersection.

She smiled, a warm, soft smile that was filled with happiness, and nothing less. “I’m more than alright,”

Her voice was sweet and gentle, making him melt instantaneously, his heart and mind clouding with a fuzzy feeling that he could only think was love. He realized that ever since he knew her, his world was seen through heart-shaped glasses, just for her, and no one else.

“You’re so beautiful.” The words slipped past his lips before he realized, and he sat there frozen in fear. He hoped that she hadn’t heard him, but her ears heard it all.

She thought her mind was playing tricks on her, the late night combined with the fading adrenaline. “Jake,” she paused for a brief moment. “What?”

He could downplay it and shrug it off like he hadn’t said anything important, but that would leave her confused, and he never wanted her to be confused by his words. The other option was to fully admit his feelings, the ones that have been slowly growing ever since he met her.

“You’re so beautiful, so so beautiful.”

She looked at him with slight fear in her eyes, unsure whether or not he was lying. But all she saw was the truth, the vulnerability that he held right in that moment. He revealed his heart and soul to her, raw and in his hands, handing it to her.

There was no need to keep her guard up now, she was safe, with him, the one that she could always rely on, the one that picked her up in the rain in the darkest hours of the night.

The soft, glowing red light seemed to shine on his face like moonlight passing through stained glass, making him look angelic, ethereal. His dark t-shirt seemed to hug him nicely, chain necklace glimmering as the light shined on it.

Time seemed to tick slowly, sugary molasses straight from the jug. Her eyes savored all of him, his darkingly handsome look, strong, and yet gentle attitude.

“You’re breathtaking Jake,” she whispered.

It was the perfect fairytale moment that she’d been dreaming about, but with Jake, it made it all the more warm, even if she didn’t recognize it.

A loud car horn from behind them honked loudly, snapping them both out of the dreamy, fairytale state they seemed to have been locked in.

He let out a chuckle before continuing to drive, a smile scrawled on his face.

“Sorry about that car behind us, didn’t know others would be driving at around midnight in Boston.”

“It’s okay,” she laughed with him.

Smiling, they both drove to her home in comfortable silence, spirit high in joy and soft tenderness, something that she would be willing to grow familiar with in the future.

“I really enjoyed the night with you,” she said quietly, the comfortable silence being replaced with her voice, which Jake still found comforting.

“I enjoyed it as well,” he sighed softly. “You know—” he paused as he adjusted his hand on the steering wheel. “I enjoy seeing you smile more, and laugh too,”

She gave him a gentle look, full of warmth and curiosity. He never seemed to express any lovey feelings, even more so, any lovey feelings towards her, and yet she wanted more of it, just like how he wanted more of her happiness.

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cuttergauthier · 1 year

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Who I Write For

Hey everyone this is a list of who I write for.

If you have someone else in mind, send me an ask and i’ll let you know if i want to write for him. I’m not picky

Also if anyone would want me to start an AU let me know!

How to request

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New jersey Devils

Jack Hughes

Nathan Bastian

Dawson Mercer

Luke Hughes

Nico Hischier

Timo Meier

Brendan Smith

Vancouver Canucks

Quinn Hughes

Brock Boeser

Elias Pettersson

Cole McWard

Anthony Beauvillier

Dakota Joshua

Toronto Maple Leafs

Mitch Marner

Auston Matthews

William Nylander

Matthew Knies

Morgan Reilly

Buffalo Sabres

Owen Powers

Tyson Jost

Devon Levi

Erik Johnson

Jeff Skinner

Tage Thompson

Dylan Cozens

Casey Mittelstadt

Carolina Hurricanes

Michael Bunting

Andrei Svechnikov

Jack Drury

Pittsburgh Penguins

Pierre-Oliver Joseph

Ryan Graves

Ty Smith

Columbus Blue Jackets

Nick Blankenburg

Kent Johnson

Cole Sillinger

Adam Boqvist

Zach Werenski

Adam Fantilli

Vegas Golden Knights

Brendan Brisson

San Jose Sharks

Thomas Bordeleau

Tristen Robins

William Eklund

Henry Thrun

Luke Kunin

Anaheim Ducks

Trevor Zegras

Mason McTavish

John Gibson

Frank Vatrano

St Louis Blues

Jake Neighbours

Colton Parayko

Ottawa Senators

Josh Norris

Brady Tkachuk

Mathieu Joseph

Jakob Chychrun

Zack MacEwen

Tim Stutzle

Thomas Chabot

Minnesota Wilds

Matt Boldy

Brock Faber

Brandon Duhaime

Los Angeles Kings

Alex Turcotte

Quinn Byfield

Brandt Clarke

Pierre Luc Dubois

Alex Laferriere

Florida Panthers

Matthew Tkachuk

Sam Bennett

Mackie Samoskevich

William Lockwood

Aaron Ekblad

Josh Mahura

Brandon Montour

Colorado Avalanche

Cale Makar

Bowen Byram

Nate Mackinnon

Miles Wood

Detroit Red Wings

J.T. Compher

Dylan Larkin

Joe Veleno

Jake Walman

Boston Bruins

Mason Lohrei

Johnny Beecher

Jeremy Swayman

Jake Debrusk

Charlie Mcavoy

Montreal Canadiens

Cole Caufield

Arber Xhekaj

Kirby Dach

Christian Dvorak

Alex Newhook

New York Islanders

Noah Dobson

Mat Barzal

Philadelphia Flyers

Morgan Frost

Cam York

Jamie Drysdale

Joe Farabee

Tyson Foerster

Noah Cates

New York Rangers

Alexis Lafrenière

Adam Fox

K’Andre Miller

Braden Schneider

Chris Kreider

Zac Jones

Arizona Coyotes

Logan Cooley

Dylan Guenther

Clayton Keller

Nick Schmaltz

Chicago Blackhawks

Lukas Reichel

Seth Jones

Alex Vlasic

Connor Bedard

Tampa Bay Lightnings

Brandon Hagel

Anthony Cirelli

Seattle Kraken

Brandon Tanev

Jamie Oleksiak

Philipp Grubauer

Will Borgen

Dallas Stars

Wyatt Johnston

Jake Oettinger

Rope Hintz

Craig Smith

University of Michigan

Luca Fantili

Rutger McGroarty

Nick Moldenhauer

Phil Lapointe

Jacob Truscott

Tyler Duke

Marshall Warren

Frank Nezar

Ethan Edwards

Michigan State University

Red Savage

Isaac Howard

Maxim Štrbák

Ohio State University

Joe Dunlap

Cam Thiesing

Davis Burnside

Caden Brown

Matt Cassidy

Minnesota University

Luke Mittelstadt

Jimmy Snuggerud

Ryan Chesley

Oliver Moore

Brody Lamb

Boston College

Cutter Gauthier

Will Smith

Ryan Leonard

Gabe Perreault

Drew Fortescue

Jacob Fowler

Will Vote

University of Wisconsin

Cruz Lucius

Charlie Stramel

Zach Schulz

Random Teams

Nick Granowicz

Jay Keranen

Colton Dach

Nathan Gaucher

+ more

AU’s

Nick Granowicz x Msu Reader

Josh Norris x Tkachuk sister

Trevor Zegras x Hughes sister

Cutter Gauthier x Hughes sister

Matthew Knies x Matthews sister

Jack Hughes x Mercer au

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pastrnaks-sainz · 3 years

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Safe Now

Pairing: Jake DeBrusk x reader

Type: Fluff, Angst (?)

Warnings: Swearing, mention of sexual assault, nudity

Word Count: 1k

Summary: Work was the worst. Your boss was a misogynistic piece of shit, and you were so completely done. You were trembling with anger by the time you got home to Jake. He was constantly worried about you and ready to do anything at a moment’s notice to keep you safe. He was ready to go down to your office and punch your boss in the face, but that’s not what you needed.

Fluff Prompt #46: “I need a hug. Just a hug from a big, tall, strong hockey player who smells really good after he gets out of the shower” Fluff Prompt #62: “My mother always said athletes make the worst boyfriends. I can’t wait to tell her how wrong she is”

A/N: I know I’m not the only one who needs some Jake fluff

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I quit.

The words were still echoing in your head as you walked through the front door. Venom had dripped from your voice as you stood in front of your boss, anger surging through your veins. You were done with him. His misogynistic behavior was just the tip of the iceberg, and the only thing Jake knew about. He had sexually assaulted you numerous times, grabbing your ass and playing with your hair as you tried to talk to him about your work.

You were done and today was the final straw.

As you stood in his office ready to present the results of a project you had been working on, he made an advance. It was the last straw. You slapped him across the face hard enough to leave a full hand print and quit on the spot.

I quit.

The anger was only beginning to leave your system when you came home. The reality of job hunting hadn’t hit you yet. All you wanted to do was hug your boyfriend.

“Y/N,” Jake said as he rounded the corner. “You’re home early- what happened?”

“I just quit my job,” you responded, your voice numb. “I quit my job.”

“Finally,” Jake said, walking up to you. He wrapped you up in a hug. He furrowed his eyebrows and planted his hands on your shoulders when he felt you trembling. “Did something happen?”

“He tried-” you paused, taking a deep breath before continuing. “He tried to touch me again.”

“What?”

Jake sounded dangerous. Like he was ready to tear limb from limb with no regard for human life.

“Again? Y/N, why didn’t you tell me?”

“I don’t know,” you whimpered, shaking your head. “I’m sorry.”

“Hey, hey,” Jake pulled you into another hug, his chin resting on top of your head. “It’s alright, you’re alright. He can’t get to you anymore. You’re safe with me.”

“I’m sorry,” you cried into his chest, your tears creating a wet spot on his t-shirt. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you. I thought I could handle it on my own.”

“It’s okay, baby,” Jake cooed. “You’re safe from him now.”

You took a deep breath. Jake’s scent filled your nostrils. It calmed you, made the trembling stop. Your muscles relaxed as Jake rubbed his hand up and down your back.

“What do you need, honey?” he asked, his dark blue eyes staring down at you softly.

“I need a hug. Just a hug from a big, tall, strong hockey player who smells really good after he gets out of the shower,” you said, keeping your arms tightly wrapped around his waist. A chuckle reverberated through his chest.

“I can do that,” he said, resting his chin on top of your head and closing his eyes. One hand cupped the back of your head while the other splayed between your shoulder blades, holding you tight to his chest. “I can also run you a warm bath, if you want.”

“Only if you’ll join me,” you answered, your voice muffled by his shirt. “Like I’m gonna argue with that,” Jake leaned down and kissed the tip of your nose, making you smile. “There’s that smile I love so much.”

Jake took your head and lead you back to the bathroom. You sat on the vanity, kicking off your heels as he started up the bath. He walked back over to you and slowly undid the buttons on your blouse. You stared at his chest as he pulled it from where it had been tucked into your skirt and slid it down your arms.

“Thank you,” your voice was just barely above a whisper.

“Hey,” he placed his hand on your cheek, angling your face so you’d look him in the eye. “I would do anything for you. This is nothing. Now come on before the water gets cold.”

Jake stripped down as you shimmied out of the rest of your clothes. He stepped in before you and held your hands to help you over the edge. He sat down in the water, a space left between his legs for you to sit against his chest.

His embrace was warm and soothing and relaxed you almost immediately. His hands rested on your stomach, rubbing random patterns into your skin. Your head rested against his shoulder, nose barely brushing his neck. Goosebumps erupted across his skin.

His stubbled chin scratched against your shoulder as he placed a line of kisses over your skin. You were so close to falling asleep in his arms you had no idea how much time had passed until Jake was gently nudging you.

“Water’s getting cold, my love,” he murmured. “And my ass has been asleep for the past twenty minutes.”

“You just had to throw that in there didn’t you,” you giggled, looking up at him. “Alright, you big baby, let's go eat some shit food and watch even shittier TV.”

“Sounds good to me.”

Jake never failed to make you laugh. Not only was he your boyfriend, but he was your best friend. You could not imagine yourself without him. He was the man you knew you wanted to spend the rest of your life with.

“You know,” you began as you curled up on the couch with Jake, one of his Bruins hockey sweatshirts hanging off your shoulders. “My mother always said athletes make the worst boyfriends. I can’t wait to tell her how wrong she is.”

“You want me to meet your parents?” Jake asked, looking down at you in surprise.

“Well, yeah,” you shrugged. “That’s sort of the thing you do when you’re completely in love with someone. And it’s been a year and a half since we started dating, I would think my family would want to meet you sooner or later.”

“Baby,” Jake grinned brightly, kissing the top of your head excitedly. “We can plan a trip a couple weeks before training camp starts. I can’t wait to meet your family.”

“Just, please, don’t bring this up when you meet them,” you said, placing your hand on his chest. “I don’t want them to try to drag me back home. I love it here too much to leave. And I couldn’t live without you.”

“Baby,” Jake peppered kisses all over your face. “I would just die if you left.”

“Well we certainly don’t want that, now, do we?”

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going-full-shmoo · 4 years

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Having kids with jake debrusk pleaee?

Hey anon! I did my best with this one. Hope you like it.

REQUES HERE / RULES

okay so, he’s definitely got that excitable puppy energy, so you have to be careful when you first tell him that there’s gonna be a new addition to your family

he’s definitely a big family guy from what I have gathered so the fact that he gets to expand on it now is a dream for him

whether its through adoption or natural he’s gonna love that kid with his whole ass heart

so you have to be extremely careful because there’s a small chance that he may pick you up and spin you around a few times out of excitement

We all saw how he was when Charlie got his first goal of the season, so you know he’s gonna be WAY more hyped about this

he hates having to go on roadies now because it means less time he gets to spend taking care of you

the instant he’s back he gets back to preparing everything to the little one

if the little one is yours, he absolutely will panic when the contractions start

he’ll have to do the breathing techniques himself to calm down

absolutely would cry the instant they put the little one in his arms

you can tell he’s instantly wrapped around their finger

now leaving for road trips is even more challenging for him, and so he makes sure to FaceTime you every day so he can see them

as soon as he’s back home, he’s on dad duty and refuses to let you lift a finger

“you literally created and birthed a human this is the least I could do”

10/10 fantastic and involved dad

this would not change if the little one was adopted

the day they were officially okay-ed to come home with you, he’d definitely get emotional

he’s nervous because obviously, becoming an official parent is terrifying, but there’s nothing that would stop him

he’d still be just as involved, and want to bond with them as much as possible when he’s there

as he’s doing stuff around the house, he makes sure to involve them as much as possible

he always writes them little notes for every day he’s gone on road trips reminding them that he’s always there for them and that he misses them

he can’t even begin to imagine how hard it is coming to a new family like them, and so he always makes sure that they feel loved and accepted

he’d be such a good dad honestly

wow now i’m crying

#jake debrusk #boston bruins #nhl imagine #nhl imagines #hockey imagine #hockey imagines #jake debrusk imagines #jake debrusk x reader #boston bruins imagine #boston bruins imagines #jj writes

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kniesyswrld · 3 years

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Things I’d Buy These NHL Players From Amazon

#hockey imagine #nhl fanfiction #hockey smut #nhl smut #nhl imagine #mat barzal imagine #nhl #nhl x reader #hockey #hockey fic #alex ovechkin #artemi panarin #sebastian aho #charlie mcavoy #brent burns #cam talbot #jake debrusk #cole caufield

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prettyboybarzal · 4 years

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MK’s Masterlist

Fics:

* indicates smut

Conversations in the Dark: Tyson Jost x OC!Female

Word Count: 8k

Fiona Gatwood and her mother move to Canada after a nasty divorce and end up moving in beside the Jost family. Quiet Fiona takes a liking to the sweet, outgoing boy, Tyson, next door and the rest is history.

*Falling For You*: Jake Debrusk x Reader

Word Count: 18k

Sutton Beckett is settling for an unhappy relationship, but a chance encounter with Jake changes everything.

*Get You*: Sammy Blais x Reader

Word Count: 4.9k

Your friends never understood your crush on shy and reserved Sammy Blais and they’re even more shocked that after six years without seeing him that crush has only grown. Sammy’s back home to prove to himself, and you, that he isn’t the innocent boy they all know and love.

*We Don’t Have To Take Our Clothes Off*: Sammy Blais x Reader

Word Count: 6.9k

Being with Sammy is great, but it feels like there’s something more to your relationship than just sex. Will the lack of communication ruin what could be or will you and Sammy finally define the relationship?

I Like Us Like This: Jamie Benn x Reader

Word Count: 5k

Jamie Benn is the worst blind date you’ve ever been on, and yet he somehow manages to redeem himself.

*Lessons in Romance*: Nathan Mackinnon x Reader

Word Count: 14k

Nate Mackinnon is really bad at keeping a steady girlfriend. He’s so bad that his unsuccessful dating history become somewhat of a joke between him and the boys, but you come along and try to set him straight.

Mornings With You: Brock Boeser x Reader

Word Count: 3k

Brock Boeser is not a morning person, but maybe the right person can change that.

Series:

Dancing with our Hands Tied: Pierre Luc Dubois x Reader

(Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4) (Part 5) (Part 6) (Part 7)

Tattoos Together: Tyler Seguin x Reader

(Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4) (Part 5) (Part 6)

A slow burn, friend to lovers fic with the gift of Boston Tyler, Dallas Tyler, and matching tattoos.

Smutty Blurbs:

Freddie Andersen

Bad For Me

2.1k words about Freddie and a reader with an age gap.

Good For You

3.3k words for the part two of Bad For Me

Nolan Patrick

Ride

1.7k words about riding Nolan’s thigh. Plain and simple.

Captain

1.8k words about riding Nolan. Periodt!

Prompt Masterlist

#mk writes

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bqstqnbruin · 3 years

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WIP List (again)

I have no idea where the other one went since tumblrs tagging system/my own tagging system sucks BUT this is what I'm working on while I'm in classes the rest of the month

1. Always be my plus one Part 4: Tyson Jost, Cale Makar, OC Anne DeFormicola

2. a little bit yours rewrite: [insert boy here]x reader

3. 10 things I love about you: Matthew Tkachuk x reader

4. Priceless: Jake DeBrusk x reader

5. Tyson Jost x reader, summer fic exchange fic so I'm not telling you the title but it's a continuation of something you've already read (maybe)

6. F is for Friends rewrite: Cale Makar, OC Emeline Pritchard (same universe/overlaps with Always be my plus one)

7. Ruin my life: I'm thinking Matthew Tkachuk but idk

8. I have like three different angsty songs in my inspo playlist on spotify that I'm going to write fics with and that's all we're going to get here

#bqstqnbruin wip list #i def have others but these are the open documents on my computer rn

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pastrnakshohoho · 5 years

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Masterlist

Requests are always open although I only take them for dialogue prompts unless stated otherwise. I don’t limit my fanfiction to just writing a pair as a couple. I’m open to writing them as just friends/best friends, siblings, etc.

More players and pairings will most likely be added as time goes on. I also don’t plan on removing anyone or any pairing so if they’re already listed, they’re here to stay.

Clicking a name or pairing will take you to that player’s individual masterlist. At the moment that only consists of Kasperi Kapanen, Torey Krug, Tuukka Rask, Tyler Seguin, William Nylander.

x Reader

Adam McQuaid

Auston Matthews

Brad Marchand

Brandon Carlo

Charlie Coyle

Charlie McAvoy

David Pastrnak

Jake DeBrusk

Kasperi Kapanen

Mat Barzal

Mitch Marner

Patrice Bergeron

Sean Kuraly

Torey Krug

Trent Frederic

Tuukka Rask

Tyler Seguin

William Nylander

Slash (M/M)

Patrice Bergeron/Brad Marchand

David Pastrnak/Tuukka Rask

#boston bruins #new york islanders #dallas stars #toronto maple leafs #new york rangers #columbus blue jackets #pittsburgh penguins #st louis blues #nhl #ice hockey #hockey #imagines #prompts #fanfiction #masterlist

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snorky · 10 months

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masterlist

below is listed the works of the fandoms/groups i write for. (please keep in mind that all of these are works of fiction, and NOT a depiction of reality; also keep in mind that i do not keep up with much media/news, and so if a player or character is problematic, let me know, please) saints and sinners welcomed:

Key:

Humor = ☆ Fluff = ✿ Romantic = ♡ Platonic = ♢ Poem = ♪ Angst = ♤

NHL Hockey:

Boston Bruins:

Worth. - Boston Bruins ♪

Cupid’s Chokehold - Derek Forbort x GN!Reader ✿

Verbatim - Jeremy Swayman x F!Reader ✿ ♡

As My Broken Heart Falls To My Feet, You Picked Up The Pieces Having Never Hurt Me Anyway - Mason Lohrei x F!Reader ♤/✿ ♡

A (Dark) Knight In Shining Armor - Jake DeBrusk x F! Reader ♤/✿ ♡

You Glimmer Like City Lights Against the Sea Port - Jeremy Swayman x F!Reader ✿ ♡

You Paint The Skies So Beautifully, So Ethereally - Mason Lohrei x GN!Reader ✿ ♡

There Was Salt Rubbed Into My Wounds, And You Washed It Off With The Freshwater River - Mason Lohrei x GN!Reader ♤/✿ ♡

Buffalo Sabres:

If I Drift Endlessly Among The Stars, Would You Join Me? - Ukko-Pekka Luukkonen x F!Reader ✿ ♡

Seeing The Smile On Your Face Makes Me Believe That You're A Saint - Ukko-Pekka Luukkonen x GN!Reader ✿ ♡

O Beautiful Saint, O Lovely Saint - Ukko-Pekka Luukkonen x F!Reader ✿ ♡

Florida Panthers:

Unexpected Meetings - Matthew Tkachuk x F!Reader ✿ ♡

Neon Lights - Matthew Tkachuk ♪

Montreal Canadiens:

Disasterology - Arber Xhekaj x GN!Reader ♤

Ride Into The Sunset, Would I Lie To You? Well I've Got Somethin' To Say - Arber Xhekaj x F!Reader ♤♡

One Day You’ll See That Your Tainted Wings Are Heavenly - Cole Caufield x F!Reader ♤/✿ ♡

New Jersey Devils:

Storm-Struck - Nico Hischier x F!Reader ✿ ♡

I Won't See You Tonight - Alex Holtz x F!Reader ♤/✿ ♡

Philadelphia Flyers:

Like A Lazy Ocean Hugs The Shore, Hold Me Close, Sway Me More - Jamie Drysdale x F!Reader ✿ ♡

Seattle Kraken:

You Got That Kinda Lovin' That Can Be So Smooth - Vince Dunn x F!Reader ✿ ♡

Desert Drifting - Vince Dunn x GN!Reader ☆

Hold Me Close, And Never Let Go - Vince Dunn x GN!Reader ♤/✿♡

Toronto Maple Leafs:

Caraphernelia - Auston Matthews x F!Reader ♤

And All My Fears Come Back To You - Matthew Knies x F!Reader ♤/✿ ♡

You? - Auston Matthews x F!Reader ♤♡

Vancouver Canucks:

‘Cause This Is A Wasteland, My Only Retreat - Quinn Hughes x F!Reader (Part One) ♤ ♡

The Water Is Rusted, The Air Is Unclean, And There For A Second, I Feel Free - Platonic!Brock Boeser x F!Reader, Quinn Hughes x F!Reader (Part Two) ♤/✿ ♡/♢

Pastries ‘n Dessert - Nils Höglander x F!Reader ✿ ♡

The Dirt Seems To Falter In My Hands, Like I Do So For You - Quinn Hughes x F!Reader ✿ ♡

You Can Hate Me If You Want, But Your Desires Don't Lie - Quinn Hughes x F!Reader ☆/✿ ♡

Detroit: Become Human:

Wildin' in Detroit - platonic!Hank, Connor, Gavin x GN!Reader ☆ ♢

Late Dawns And Early Sunsets Over Detroit - Platonic!Gavin Reed x Reader ☆ ♢

#masterlist

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pastrnaks-sainz · 3 years

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Masterpost

Here is where you can find anything and everything you could possible want to navigate my blog!! Enjoy responsibly!!

Masterlist ~ Where you can find all my fics!!

Prompt List ~ For your requesting inspiration needs!!

Who I Write for and Who I Don’t ~ Avoid awkward requesting exchanges!!

Taglist Sign Up ~ Just follow the example in the top row!

I’m open to a lot of things, but if your request falls under something I am uncomfortable with, I will not hesitate to tell you. I am not obligated to tell you why, just that I am not comfortable with writing what you requested.

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pastrnaks-sainz · 3 years

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Who I Write For and Who I Don’t

See this post to avoid any awkward requesting exchanges

Who I Write For

Jakob Chychrun (ARI)

David Pastrnak (BOS)

Charlie Coyle (BOS)

Jake DeBrusk (BOS)

Brandon Carlo (BOS)

Matt Grzlecyk (BOS)

Charlie McAvoy (BOS)

Matthew Tkachuk (CAL)

Tyler Seguin (DAL)

Connor McDavid (EDM)

Leon Draisaitl (EDM)

Josh Anderson (MTL)

Mat Barzal (NYI)

Anthony Beauvillier (NYI)

Travis Konecny (PHI)

William Nylander (TOR)

Mitch Marner (TOR)

Brock Boeser (VAN)

Nolan Patrick (VGK)

Pierre-Luc Dubois (WPG)

By Request Only

Brad Marchand

Patrice Bergeron

and others

Who I Don’t Write For

Jamie Benn (DAL)

Patrick Kane (CHI)

Tom Wilson (WSH)

Sidney Crosby (PIT)

Auston Matthews (TOR)

Vince Dunn (STL)

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pastrnaks-sainz · 4 years

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Wives and Girlfriends

Pairing: Jake Debrusk x female!reader

Type: Fluff

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1451

Summary: Getting dragged to the wives and girlfriends box at the Bruins game was not something you had planned for the night. But when Melanie Krug introduced you to a certain player, you can no longer hate her for throwing a Jake Debrusk jersey at you.

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“Melanie I have finals next week,” you groaned and flopped back against the couch. “I would love nothing more than to go to the game with you but I really need to study.”

“Y/N, I love you, but you seriously need to get out of the house. You’ve been cooped inside for so long the apples in your fridge are fuzzy,” she said sash crossed the room to where she’d dropped her purse when she came in. “One night out won’t kill you. Now come on, have some fun for once.”

“You make it sound like I’m not fun,” you grunted as you pushed yourself up from the couch.

“You’re not,” Melanie teased as she pulled a jersey from her bag. “Now go put this on and see what it’s like to have fun.”

“My God you are lucky I love you,” you sighed, grabbing it from her and retreating to your bathroom. You didn’t bother to check the name on the back or numbers on the sleeve before coming back out and snatching your phone from the coffee table.

Melanie tried to get you excited for the game, talking about the slump Montreal had been in as of late. Her words were in one ear and out the other as you stared out the window at the city flying past. Maybe she had been right. You had been cooped up studying for at least a week. You’d lost count of how many days you spent locked in your room pouring over your notes. It was probably time for you to get out of your dorm and make some human contact.

“Y/N,” Stephanie smiled as she met you and Melanie walking into the stadium. “You look exhausted.”

“Finals week,” you smiled grimly, accepting a lanyard passed to you by a security guard. “Melanie thought I needed a distraction.”

“You do!” Melanie shouted from behind you as you walked ahead with Stephanie. She shook her head and pulled the locker room door open. Patrice looked up and smiled brightly. He dropped his skates and made his way over to you.

“What a surprise,” he said as you pulled you into a hug. “I thought you’d be buried in textbooks by now.”

“Melanie pulled me out,” you said as you smiled at one of your oldest friends. You and Patrice had known each other’s families for as long as you could remember. Though he was older than you, you had always been close to each other. When you decided to go to college in Boston, Patrice was more excited than you were. He was like your older brother, and made sure you had everything you needed when you got to Boston.

“It’s about time,” Patrice smiled. “I haven’t seen you in forever.”

“You took me out for breakfast last week,” you retorted, not noticing Stephanie and Melanie slip away and corner Jake Debrusk.

“Right,” he said. “Well have fun, come see me after the game, yeah?”

“You know I will,” you said, hugging him again before Melanie materialized by your side and whisked you up to the box.

You almost forgot how fun hockey games were. Between the music pumping through the speakers and the fans the atmosphere in the Garden was electric. With just 8 seconds left in the first period, Patrice, in true Bergeron fashion, placed the puck between Price’s legs, sending the crowd into a frenzy.

The second period rolled around seeing Jake score twice and set Sean Kuraly up for a snipe in the top left corner of the goal. You didn’t see it, but Melanie and Stephanie exchanged excited glances behind your back.

At the end of the third period, with just under a minute left, Jake extended the Bruins’ 4-0 lead over the Canadiens to 5-0 with an empty net goal. Stephanie and Melanie were high fiving for more reasons than a win and another two points. Before the game in the locker room when you had been distracted by Patrice, they had made a bet with Jake. If he scored more than one goal he had to get drinks with the pretty girl they brought to the game with them.

He’d been iffy on it at first, but when he saw how enthusiastically you’d been talking with Patrice, he was sold. Now you were all he could think about as he skated off the ice after being named the First Star of the Night.

“Tell Stephanie thank you for me,” Jake nudged Patrice as he buttoned up his dress shirt, hair still wet from his shower.

“Did she make a bet with you?” Patrice sighed, tossing a wadded up ball of tape into the trash can in the middle of the locker room.

“She told me I had to get drinks with the girl you were talking to before the game,” Jake responded.

“Y/N?” Patrice asked, his eyes widening before he started laughing. “Good luck, man. She’s a college student in the middle of finals.”

“She came to the game, yeah? How hard could it be to keep her out for another couple hours?” Jake shrugged his teammate off as he walked to the door where you were standing, talking to Melanie and Torey. Patrice laughed and shook his head.

“Hey Jake,” Melanie called attention to him. You looked away from Torey to look at him. He smiled at you sweetly. “Meet Y/N, your date for the night.”

“Date?” you looked at Melanie, your eyes widening. “When did we decide on that?”

“Before the game, you were talking to Patrice,” Melanie answered coolly. Torey snorted and covered his mouth with his hand. He’d known you for long enough to know you were going to do everything you could to get out of it and go home.

“Have fun, you two,” Stephanie chirped as she and Patrice waltzed past you, Melanie and Torey following. You and Jake were left standing alone in the doorway to the locker room.

“You didn't know?” Jake asked.

“Nope,” you sighed. “But that's pretty par for the course for them.”

“You don’t have to go if you don’t want to,” Jake said, shoving his hands in his pockets. You studied him for a second before answering. He seemed like he meant what he said.

“Do you have practice in the morning?” you asked, fiddling with the sleeve of your jersey. Jake shook his head. “How about we go to breakfast? I can almost guarantee I’ll be in a better mood.”

“Sounds good,” Jake nodded, fishing his phone out of his pocket. “Here, give me your number. I’ll text you tonight.”

“See you tomorrow,” you smiled as you handed his phone back to him and turned around. Jake’s eyes nearly bugged out of his head when he saw his name on your back.

The next morning, your roommate was bugging you for details as you rushed around your dorm, getting ready for your breakfast date with Jake. When you got a text from him, saying he was outside waiting for you, you could not have been happier.

“Morning,” he grinned as he watched you walk towards his car.

“You saved me from my nosy roommate,” you huffed as he opened the passenger door for you. “I cannot thank you enough.”

“So I didn’t know where you wanted to go, but I know this good place near Fenway if you’re up for it,” Jake said as he pulled away from the curb.

“Sounds good,” you answered, looking out the window as he drove towards the restaurant.

“After you,” Jake smiled as he opened the door for you. The hostess led you to your table next to a window looking out at the street.

“This is nice,” you said as Jake sat down across from you after pulling out your seat.

“Charlie and I come here a lot,” he explained, picking up his menu. “I thought you might like it.”

“French toast?” you said, looking at the menu. “You thought right.”

You talked in depth through your breakfast, telling stories and just simply getting to know each other.

“I had fun,” you said as Jake pulled up outside your dorm block. “Thank you. We should do this again sometime.”

“Yeah,” Jake nodded. He gazed at you, taking his time to take you in. “Would it be too soon if I asked to kiss you?”

“No,” you shook your head, your voice quiet. Jake leaned over the center console and brushed his lips against yours. You reached over and placed your hand on the back of his neck, pulling him in for a real kiss. You made a mental note to thank Stephanie and Melanie for making you go to the game.

#jake debrusk #x reader #jake debrusk x reader #nhl x reader #fluff #jake debrusk fluff #nhl fluff #one shot #jake debrusk one shot #nhl one shot #fanfiction #jake debrusk fanfiction #nhl fanfiction #nhl imagine #mainlypastrnaksbae

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pastrnaks-sainz · 4 years

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Prompt List!!!!

So to make my life a bit easier, I decided to throw together a quick prompt list. You guys can use this when you’re requesting fics, and I’ll pull from it occasionally if I need some inspiration. I’ll sort into fluffy and smutty prompts so you can have your pick of which one you’re in the mood for!

(also the ones in bold are ones that I’ve added)

Fluffy

“Your hair is softer than mine”

“Stop moving!”

“Go to sleep or I swear to God I’ll make you chamomile tea and cuddle you”

“Is that my sweatshirt?”

“I’m so not jealous”

“Use my conditioner”

“Is that a new perfume?”

“You changed shampoos”

“Поцелуй меня” (kiss me)

“Let me rub your back”

“Take my jacket”

“It’s okay, I was awake anyway”

“Wanna go down to the arcade and play Pac-Man until we get in trouble?”

“How is it the moonlight makes you look that much prettier?”

“You were talking in your sleep”

“I learned a new language for you”

“You think I’m pretty?”

“He told me if I didn’t come talk to you he would take away my PlayStation”

“Read to me”

“I didn’t want to wake you up. You’re adorable when you’re asleep”

“Let's adopt a puppy”

“Have you been hanging out with my mom?”

“Sorry, your bed was just really warm”

“Use my phone”

“When I look at you I get this fuzzy feeling in my chest and I don’t know why”

“You got popcorn just so you could feel like a teenager again, didn’t you?”

“Say that again, but in English this time”

“Please don’t leave me”

“Who gave you permission to go out in public looking like that?”

“Kiss me again”

“You looked miserable, I thought I’d come save you”

“I’m not one for all this fancy ballroom stuff, let’s go hang out in our pajamas and get wine drunk”

“Thunder is just the angels getting excited whenever they score a goal”

“I saw you in the stands last night”

“You got a new haircut”

“That’s my seat”

“Quit being such a baby and let me put a new Band-Aid on your face”

“Because I love you and I don’t when it happened”

“You gotta tell her, man. She’ll driver herself crazy if she doesn’t know there’s a puppy in your locker”

“So... are we supposed to like, kiss now?”

“I’ve seen the way you look at him”

“You fell. Hard”

“Will you two just kiss already?”

“You’re my everything”

“Shut the fuck up and hold my hand, loser”

“I need a hug. Just a hug from a big, tall, strong hockey player who smells really good after he gets out of the shower”

“You keep a photo of me in your wallet?”

“I can’t think of a life where you’re not by my side”

“You look good in white”

“I’ve never, and will never, be happier than I am with you”

“Your laugh is my ringtone”

“Isn't this how most romcoms start? Two hot people stuck in an elevator?”

“What would you do if I kissed you right now?”

“Big bad *team name* player and you’re afraid of spiders”

“Did you get any sleep last night?”

“Come on, we’re going ring shopping”

“I do”

“I was going to try to be smooth and all but you’re super pretty and now I’m nervous”

“You look at her like she hung the moon” “To me she hung the galaxy”

“Are you gonna kiss me or not?”

“We are so not getting matching Halloween costumes”

“My mother always said athletes make the worst boyfriends. I can’t wait to tell her how wrong she is”

“Can you- do you want to- please stay with me, I don’t want to be alone”

“That was dramatic” “You loved it”

“Will you to fake-prom with me?”

“Sure puppies are cute and all but have you looked in a mirror?”

“I can’t believe you're the guy I decided to spend the rest of my life with”

“I have got to be the luckiest guy in the world”

“They told me you’d kick my ass, I wanted to see if they were right”

“If you laugh at something I said then write a fake number on my arm I win twenty bucks from each of them. Help a guy out?”

“How many episodes of The Office have you watched today?”

“Be the Pam to my Jim?”

“You’re lucky you’re cute”

“Sorry, I’m replacing you with this kitten”

“You have a poster of me on your wall? Do you kiss it before you go to bed every night?”

“Stop talking and kiss me”

Smutty

“You are so hot when you’re mad”

“Damn, I didn’t realize you were so flexible”

“Yoga does wonders for the body, you know”

“I can’t wait to mark you up”

“As good as you look in that dress you’d look better without it”

“Don’t stop”

“Wait for me”

“A beautiful sight, you wearing nothing but my jersey waiting for me”

“Take it off”

“Right there”

“I wish I could see you right now but phone sex is gonna have to do it”

“And you didn’t touch yourself?”

“Can I tie you up?”

“No touching”

“Pull my hair”

“After that picture you sent me I could barely focus on the game”

“You look so hot with that scratch on your cheek”

“So sexy with all your tattoos”

“This apartment doesn’t have thin walls”

“Come on, I want the team to know whose you are”

“I barely even touched you and look at the mess you made”

“Be gentle”

“Look at me”

“You dressed up for me”

“You tease me during my game, I tease you now. It’s only fair”

“You might wanna use my foundation and cover that bruise up”

“I don’t wanna hurt you”

“Bed. Now”

“Honey I got all the time in the world”

“It’s not like your parents are home”

“I can do it in under five minutes”

“Shut the door behind you”

“If you don’t stop staring at my ass I will take you right here on this workbench”

“Tell me what you want”

“Shower sex is complicated, but lucky for you I’m an excellent teacher”

“That accent is the sexiest thing about you”

“Don’t act all innocent, you had me pinned against that wall ten minutes ago”

“Where’d you learn to do that?”

“What were you dreaming about?”

“Tonight is all about you, now put your hands above your head for me, baby”

“The last time you did that I couldn’t walk for three days”

“Your hands all over my body was the only thing I could think about at work today”

“Take your shirt off”

“You’ve always been my favorite meal”

“I was in the middle of an interview when you sent me that picture”

“Get a room, you two!”

“Don’t cover your mouth, you sound too good to do that”

“You’re the only thing that’s gone right today”

“You’ll be my first”

“I want to watch you touch yourself”

“I promise you I’m not going to break”

“Did I stutter?”

“You have a tattoo?”

“You and I are the only ones in here, baby”

“I’ve never known you to be the shy type”

“I didn’t mean to see you in nothing but panties and a bra, but you left your door open”

“I never knew you could do that”

“And in what frat house did you pick up that little trick?”

“Somehow you’re sexier tonight than you were last night”

“Has anybody ever touched you before me?”

“I’ll take good care of you, baby”

“You are officially on the naughty list”

“I haven’t been home for more than five minutes and you’re already on your knees for me”

“I knew you'd want dessert”

“There are only two reasons you’d call me at one in the morning and judging from the way you’re dressed nobody’s dead”

“Am I your first?”

Seasonal Prompts

Halloween

“It’s officially spooky season *insert character*, you know what that means” “Pumpkin everything?” “Pumpkin everything”

“Who ate all the candy?!”

“You're not going trick or treating, you’re too old for that”

***“I plan on getting more than one kind of freaky tonight”

“What the hell are you supposed to be?”

“Nope, I’m not scared. Why would think I’m scared? I’m totally not scared”

“I’m pretty sure I have claw marks from your nails”

“Please tell me that’s syrup”

“This haunted house was fifty bucks, I better die for that kind of money”

“Supernatural marathon at my place later, you’re bringing the candy”

“Are we about to make out in a graveyard?”

“Did you seriously injure yourself carving a pumpkin?” “Hey, the knives are sharp”

“Pumpkin spice is the love of my life” “I thought I was the love of your life”

“Don’t you watch horror movies? Splitting up always ends up with someone dead”

“We should do a couples costume” “Yeah, no”

“Nothing in this world is more satisfying than that crunch when you step on a leaf”

“It’s staring at me, *character* why is the scarecrow staring at me?”

“If someone asks, that skeleton of the Werewolf in my front yard is decorative”

“You can jump in the leaf pile if you help me rake”

“How can you love Halloween but hate horror movies?”

“Yeah, bring out the Ouija Board, what could possibly go wrong”

“We are not dogging up Harry Houdini’s grave”

“I think that zombie just grabbed my ass”

“First question; is that fake blood? Second question; if it isn’t is it your blood?”

***“The movie isn’t the only reason you’ll be screaming tonight”

“What are you gonna do? Burn me at the stake?”

“If you find an eyeball, don’t worry it’s not human”

“Ten pumpkins seems a little excessive” “It’s not excessive, it’s festive”

“Did that scarecrow just move or have I had too much punch?”

“My fangs just fell out”

“Yeah, let's go for a walk in the woods. I’m sorry, did you see Blair Witch Project?”

“It’s official, the house is haunted”

Christmas/New Years

“That has got to be the ugliest sweater I’ve ever seen”

“I told you I couldn’t bake, you didn’t listen”

“Look up, there’s mistletoe”

“This was my dream as a little kid, decorating a Christmas tree with a hot guy who just so happened to be my boyfriend”

“You should wear red more often”

“This is exactly how I envisioned you meeting my parents” “You envisioned me meeting your parents while running away from a flaming Christmas tree?”

“Tell me again, slowly this time, how the table cloth caught fire”

“You had the window seat on the way to Thanksgiving dinner, it’s my turn”

“This feels like the start of a rom com, two people stuck on a chair lift with a blizzard coming in”

“So you’re the one with the obnoxious light display”

“If I have to fake a smile for any longer I might actually commit murder so get me out of here as fast as you possibly can”

“My grandmother will not hesitate to force feed you Christmas cookies”

“I’ve always dreamed of having my first kiss on New Years Eve at midnight”

“Looks like we’re gonna have a white Christmas”

“Did you even use any wrapping paper, because this looks like it’s ninety percent tape”

“All I want for Christmas is you” “Cheesy”

“I never said I could skate”

“I thought a sleigh ride would be romantic”

“How the hell did you manage to hurt yourself putting up Christmas lights?”

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