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mp0625 · 4 months
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Fairytale of New York
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Taglist. Masterlist.
Anthony Beauvillier x reader
For @swissboyhisch for the Hockey Girlies Discord Christmas Fic Exchange
A/N: Merry Christmas Erin!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Hope you have an a amazing one!!! Sending so many hugs!!!!! This was so fun to write! I’m going to put the masterlist and the taglist in a little while my laptop is being stupid
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You wake up to a couple big snuffs in your ear. And when you opened your eyes you saw a big sleek brindle mass. “Ollie you need to go out?” You ask and his tail starts to wag faster. “I’ll wake up daddy.” To wake him up you hit Anthony on the chest. “Your son wants to go outside.”
“He’s your son now.”
“Since when is he my son?” You asked rolling over to face Tito.
“Since he woke me up at 2 am wanting to go outside.”
“That’s not my problem. I’ll make coffee while you take him out.”
“Fine.” As you followed him out the bedroom, him heading to the back door and you to the kitchen to start the coffee maker. As you start pulling mugs and creamer out you hear the back door open and close and Tito coming into the kitchen.
“Why is it so cold outside?” He asks while grabbing you from behind.
“Holy shit your hands are cold.”
“Yeah, it's cold out there.”
“It’s not that cold, it’s New York, not Sorel-Tracy.”
“Are you ready to do presents?”
“Yeah give me five minutes to finish my coffee, I’ll meet you by the tree.”
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“You ready?” He called.
“Yes.” You come walking in with a brindle shadow following you into the living room. “Can we do mine first?” Grabbing a small box with blue wrapping paper with snowflakes on it and handing it to him.
“What is it?”
“I can’t tell you, just open it!”
As he rips the paper open he sees the box that he’s been wanting to get for months.
“You got the watch I’ve been eyeing!” He says as pulls out a simple gold watch and starts to put it on. ”It’s perfect.”
“I knew you been wanting it”
“Thank you.” He whispers as he pulls you into a hug. “Now yours.” As he grabs a large box from under the tree.
As you rip open the slightly bad wrapping job you see at the bottom of the box two pieces of paper. “You got me the concert tickets I’ve been wanting.” You launch into his arms.
“It’s down in New Jersey though.”
“I don’t care.” “Thank you!”
“You’re welcome.”
“I have to go start lunch and the pies. I’ll put these in the bedroom so I don’t lose them.” As you stand up from the couch you grab the tickets to put them in a safe space.
From the other room Anthony heard. “Ow, fuck, fuck, Fuck!”
“You good?”
“I stubbed my toe”
“I know.” As he had felt the soul bond radiate with pain from his foot up.
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After you had gotten changed and started the pies and put the ham on the smoker. You started on the sides. “Hey Alexa, play my Christmas playlist.”
“Ok, playing your Christmas playlist.” As the first song came through the speakers you heard Fairytale of New York come on.
“Tito, can you start the green beans?”
“Sure.” He answers. As he starts the green beans, you start the macaroni and cheese by putting the macaroni on to boil.
“Tito, can you grab the pie out of the oven.”
“Which one?”
“Pecan, the sweet potato has about 10 more minutes left.” As he reaches into the oven to grab the pie out he hits the side of his arm on the oven door causing him to burn his arm. As you had your back turned towards the oven you didn’t know he had burned himself until you felt the searing pain radiating throughout your arm. You spin around quickly clutching your arm even though you hadn't burned yourself the soul bond screamed in pain. “Oh shit, come here!” You hiss, pulling him backwards towards the sink. “Soak your arm, it'll make it feel better.” As he soaks his arm you go get the small first aid kit from the bathroom. “Here, sit on the counter.” As he hops up you open the first aid kit and start getting the gauze and Neosporin out. “It should be ok enough to not have to go to the ER tonight. I can’t even imagine the wait in there from all the people burning themselves.” As you finish patching him up his phone starts ringing.
“That’s Matty, probably saying what time he’ll be over.”
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“Matty, it’s so good to see you!” You say as you give him a hug.
“Good to see you too!” “What the hell happened to you man?” He asks turning to Tito after seeing the bandages on his arm.
“I burned my arm on the oven pulling a pie out.”
“Oof that sucks.”
“Is this for me?” You ask, seeing the bottle of wine in his hand.
“Yes, I hope I picked a good one.”
“It looks perfect.”
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“This is some of the best food I’ve ever had!” Matt said, pushing his chair back.
“Are you ready for pie?”
“Yes!!”
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“I’ll see you later man, get home safe.” Tito said, walking Matty to his car.
“Come here I want to cuddle.” You said from the couch.
“Want to watch a movie?”
“Yess.”
“What do you want to watch?”
“What do you think.” You say looking over at him.
“Nightmare before Christmas.”
“Duh.” As he starts the movie and the opening credits roll you cuddle up closer, and Ollie joins you on the couch by your feet. You wake to someone softly shaking you.
“You fell asleep on the couch. Come on, it's almost 11:30, it's time for bed.” As he pulls you up off the couch he ushers you to bed. As you get into bed and get settled in. Tito speaks up. “Good night, Merry Christmas I love my watch!”
“Night, Merry Christmas, I love my concert tickets!”
“Love you.”
“Love you too.” As you say that you hear a big huff. “Love you too Ollie!”
“Love you Ollie.”
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Taglist: @studioreader @honethatty12 @slafgoalskybaby @swissboyhisch @topguncultleader @wondershells @cixrosie
I know I have a few new people I need to add
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swissboyhisch · 7 months
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Hockey Girlies Unite!
With the start of Hockey season starting soon, our discord is buzzing with activity. There is 50+ members and we'd love some more!
Link: https://discord.gg/24ZswxKuF9
If you enjoy hockey, writing and reading, you'd love our team. Games, trades and players all discussed. Anything and everything hockey and more. Even if you're new to the sport and want to learn more.
Some upcoming events in the discord: Start of Season Game Watch Party Halloween Movie Night Quiz Night
Writing is something we also are passionate about. If you need inspo, editing help or just want to chat ideas, this is a great space for it. Need fic recs? I'm sure someone will give you many!
Whilst Hockey is the main topic we all love, we also discuss things like F1, books, Disney, travel and gaming.
If you have any questions or the link doesn't work, feel free to message myself or @mp0625 :)
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starbabyg · 5 months
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Swiss Pastries and Friendship Renewals | Nico Hischier
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For Demi from your Hockey girlies discord fic exchange bb 💞💞 @wyattjohnston I’m actually making you a mini series bc I love this idea so muchhh and I have this whole plot in place I hope you don’t mind!!
Plus as a bonus here’s a whole playlist for youuu!! 💗💗
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2019
It was autumn in New Jersey, the weather had gone cold and the leaves were starting to turn auburn. Nico watched people through the shop windows as he walked home. Families shopping for the holidays. Couples laughing as they bonded over fondue and pumpkin spiced cocktails. He thought it was sweet seeing people happily living their lives. He came upon a small coffee shop, looking through the window and seeing someone he knew looked familiar. He could only see her side profile, but in his bones he knew he had seen the girl before. The oh so familiar girl leaned a bit over to grab something out of a bag perched on her shoulder, and Nico knew that it was who he thought it was. Nico made his way into the shop, a new sense of excitement flurrying through him.
“No freakin’ way, Demi?” He came up behind her, a large smile plastered on his face. It had been a while since he had seen anybody from up north, he had only spent a short while there but the memories were still fresh in his mind.
“Oh my god, Nico!” Demi immediately brought him in for a hug, remembering that soft face of his, that smile that he had always adorned. “I haven’t seen you since you left for the states!”
“It’s been a couple years now huh, this is the first time I’m seeing anybody from Halifax. God that group was wild. How is everybody?” Memories of that small Canadian town started to flood his senses. The little bits of nostalgia giving him a sense of glee.
“Yeah, our little group really was something, huh. Everybody is doing their own thing. Stacy and Jonah have a kid now. Yeah, they’re still together. Miles moved to Toronto. You know, everyone just in different places doing different things. I haven’t been that in touch with them either. The old times were good though,” she smiled as she reminisced.
Nico saw the look on Demi’s face, a tad bit somber as she was deep in thought. He felt a bit bad. “How bout we catch up over some coffee and pastries? It’s been a while and you were always my favorite.” Smelling the scent of coffee and what smelled of sweetly burnt sugar, Nico could not resist the temptation of a warm drink on that chilly day. The pastries encased in the display window were no help either.
“That is such a lie Hischier, we were not as close as you were with Evan. Or even Julia. Which, by the way, was that all about? I never got the full story,” she joked, scanning the menu although she already knew what she was going to order.
“Oh? Julia? She was a nice girl, she just used to come off very strong. I didn’t really know how to let her down easy,” Nico scratched the back of his neck as he thought about each awkward encounter after the other.
“That’s Julia, always going after what she wants. I’m a little surprised you didn’t date her though, she was one of the prettiest girls in town.”
“I just liked another girl, that’s all. Julia wasn’t my type,” he shrugged as he walked up to the front counter, “what do you get from here? I’m not much of a coffee guy.”
“I got you,” Demi placed her hand on Nico’s shoulder as she turned towards the barista, “Can I get two caramel brûlée macchiato’s and two apple caramel strudels?” Demi began shuffling through her bag again, pulling out her card, as she attempted to hand it to the barista Nico swiftly snatched it out of her hand. Instead placing his card in the barista’s hand.
“Still fast as ever, huh Hischier,” Demi shook her head as she led Nico to a table in the corner. The coffee shop was tranquil, a good handful of customers murmers living up the joint as some soft holiday music played in the background. The lights were warm and cozy, a bright shade of copper that lit the couple’s faces up. Overall just a nice and homely vibe that Nico could get used to.
“You know me,” he chuckled, pulling her seat out for her to sit, “So what brought you to Jersey out of every state?”
Demi shrugged, “Just more opportunities. Close to New York City. Close to my folks who never left Halifax. I really don’t know if I’m going to be honest.” The question came as a bit of a shocker. Demi herself had never really asked herself why she came to Jersey. It had just happened.
“And how’s it going for you out here?”
Demi thought for a second. Career wise, it wasn’t where she wanted to be. She wanted to fib just a bit, just to make the situation sound a bit better for her, but it was Nico and she felt no reason to lie. “Honestly less than satisfactory. I’ve been doing freelance gigs for this company but I’m not passionate about my work. It’s just being an errand girl for people who aren’t the nicest. The pay is measly compared to cost of living. Lately it’s just work, eat, like thirty minutes of actually doing what I want to do, then sleep.”
“So what do you really want to do?”
Demi was taken aback just a bit, “It’s been a while since I’ve been asked that. I’ve always liked writing. Something in journalism perhaps. Maybe write a book or two. I just want the freedom to be creative with my work.”
“Makes sense, I remember you used to work on the school paper! I used to read your little opinion column!” Nico remembered and pointed his finger excitedly. He could still remember the little pieces, always marked by the ‘written by senior editor Demi’ in little letters under the title.
“No way you used to read my writing Hischier,” Demi felt a bit bashful, covering up her blushing cheeks. “I used to try to hide the paper from the group because I was too embarrassed for them to read it. You know how they got with teasing.”
“Don’t know why you were embarrassed. Your writing was really good, funny too.” Nico was a bit surprised by her reaction. Demi had never been one to be shy or even embarrassed. Always holding up a headstrong attitude even when the group was in major trouble.
“Awe, why thank you Hischier. I appreciate that. I wish I could write more now, but juggling these gigs and trying to solidify an actual career out here, it’s just impossible I wish there was something—”
“Order for Demi,” interrupted by the barista, Demi got up for their order. Nico watched as she got up and interacted with the barista, the two of them having a small conversation that ended with laughter. Somehow she was glowing underneath the tungsten lighting. Turning around with tray in her hand, Demi carefully made her way back, cautious as to not spill the two piping hot drinks.
“Okay, this spot has the best fall drinks and the most authentic Swiss pastries in Jersey. I remember you always came to school with a homemade apple strudel, so I had to see you try this one. It’s like fall in a pastry. Apple, caramel, with powdered sugar on top. It’s to dieeee for.”
Nico smiled as he listened to Demi describe the order. It was very thoughtful of her to remember his old favorite school snack all these years later. Watching her place the order down, an idea sparked in his head.
“So first you gotta try the strudel, savor it. Then after try it again and take a sip of your macchiato after.” Demi rested her chin in her hands, just a little too excited to see how her old friend would like the goods from her favorite coffee shop.
Nico did exactly as he was told, lifting the strudel up and taking an ample bite. His senses were then filled with the sweet tang of baked apples, his tongue coated with the spice of cinnamon. Demi nodded, gauging his reaction that she knew he would most definitely have. Nico couldn’t believe that a strudel this good could actually come from a small shop in Jersey. It had tasted just like home. He then grabbed his Macchiato, about to sip it before Demi’s hand jerked it away.
“Oh my gosh, be careful. That thing is piping hot,” she chuckled as she saw Nico’s eyes bulge up. He set the coffee cup down and leaned over to blow it gently. “I know it smells good but you gotta wait a couple minutes so it doesn’t leave your tongue burnt for the rest of the day.”
“You just saved me. I was being a bit hasty huh,” Nico shook his head as he felt a bit bashful. He watched as the cream swirled in the coffee every time he blew into it.
“I’m literally your savior Hischier,” Demi gave him a cheeky wink.
“That means you haven’t changed much from school. You saved everyone’s asses. Always got us out of trouble. Always saved us right before we coulda died. That’s why you were my favorite, you were always the coolest of the group,” he laughed. Now thinking of all the high school shenanigans, all of the times they were yelled at by adults. Caught trespassing. With every time Demi having to mediate and bargain with authority.
“Mmm, makes one of you,” Demi pursed her lips. Her mood shifted a bit as she took a long sip of her macchiato.
“Huh, what d’you mean?” Nico sat there clueless.
“You know everyone else in the group had their closer bonds. Everyone grew up with each other. And I had just moved from Australia the year before you came. They liked me cause I was different and it was a small town, but they didn’t bother to get close to me like they were with each other. And they were all kind of assholes if I’m being real,” Demi shrugged. “Which is why I’m working my ass off out here cause I refuse to go back. I don’t even care if I have to work all day as long as I don’t have to go back there.”
Nico got quiet, only murmuring a little ‘oh’ under his breath. He truly did not know what to say. Just watching Nico sit there in his thoughts, Demi placed her hands on the table. She hated an awkward moment. Couldn’t stand them.
“So how ‘bout some Brunsli cookies? They actually import chocolate from Switzerland and they taste sooo decadent. Just like the chocolate your mother brought you to school that one day. Speaking of your mother, how is she?”
“Oh, she’s fine. Moved back home so I don’t get to see her much except for the off season. She sends me stuff from back home all the time. Especially those chocolates. I can bring you some if you’d like.”
Demi’s eyes lit up, “Really? Those are literally the best chocolates I have ever tasted. You would be a godsend giving me some.” Her mouth started to water at the thought of those chocolates, how they just melt in your mouth. The rich flavor that was better than any American chocolate.
“Of course. You don’t know how many boxes I have in my apartment. My kitchen counter is covered with them. I barely have time to eat them let alone put them away,” Nico jokingly sighed as he pictured his kitchen counter that was literally covered in Läderach and mom- and - pop shop made chocolates.
“Ohhh let me come over to your place and those chocolates will be goneeee. But really, I can help you organize those chocolates and put them away— if you need some assistance.”
“I could use a lotttt of assistance. My life has been hectic for a while now and having those stacks of chocolates out of sight is one less thing to worry about. I’ll even give you all the chocolate from my stockpile that you want.” Nico just
“I mean, I’ll take the chocolates. But I would have done it anyway. You’re my friend. Why wouldn’t I help you out any way I can?” She smiled and took a bite of her pastry, crumbs falling down the sides of her mouth which Nico thought was adorable.
Nico couldn’t help but look at Demi with the admiration he used to look at her back when they were in secondary school. “Honestly people like you are very hard to come across. You surely are a rare breed out here Demi. Nobody is selfless like that anymore. Always asking what’s in it for them.” Demi was like a breath of fresh air to Nico.
“Well duh. It’s Jersey. Everybody out here has a bad attitude,” she rolled her eyes in a joking manner. Although she hoped no native New Jersians heard that because they would surely give her an earful.
“You aren’t wrong,” Nico chuckled and shook his head. He couldn’t help but think about the endless encounters he had faced with rude fans, people in public, and especially people in the industry. It had honestly started to take a toll on him.
“Well you sure are lucky to have found me again huh. The sweetest, kindest, most nicest person in the world,” Demi teased in a sing songy manner. She batted her eyes in the most obvious way. Nico thought she looked like a Disney princess.
Nico just looked at her with admiration, “Why don’t you be my assistant,” he absentmindedly said. “Er— only if you want to. It’s not like you need to—”
“Hischier, Hischier. Calm down. Let me hear you out before you get all anxious on me,” she placed a hand on Nico’s shoulder.
“I’m just saying. It could be beneficial for the both of us. My last assistant was crap. Didn’t help me out in any way but was getting paid handsomely by the Devils. You need a better job. And more time to do what you actually want to. We can help each other out!”
Demi just sat there thinking. ‘It would be a better job than my shithole job. I don’t know about the pay yet but more time to do what I actually want to will help out with my career moves. And it’s just Nico. He’s not that bad. He’d be a better boss than my current one.’
“Okay. I’ll take the job.” She took the leap. Maybe this would be good for her. The change in pace might be just what she needed to get to the next step in her life. Any change in scenery would be better than Demi’s current situation.
“I knew it. It’s fine. I was just suggesting–” Again Nico started with his anxious rambling. If Demi didn’t stop him he would have went on until the coffee shop closed.
“Um, Hischier. Did you not just hear me? I said I’ll take it,” Demi knew Nico wasn’t the best listener but sheesh. How much in his head was he at the moment?
Nico formed a smile, “Oh? I made an offer you couldn’t refuse huh,” he poked at her, speaking in his best east coast accent. It was terrible, but Demi could never tell him that.
“Honestly I could’ve heard a better job pitch from a child. But you’re my friend and you’re cooler than my current boss so why not. I think we could benefit from each other as well. As friends.” But she could tease him still.
“Friends with benefits??”
“Ew, gross. Don’t be gross like that Hischier.”
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tattoed-and-toothless · 3 months
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Hey Hockeyblr!
We've got a cool hockeyblr discord going if anyone wants to come chat about anything and everything hockey!! Just some really fun people talking hockey on the daily! Any and every hockey fan is welcome! We have daily threads for games and we have individual chats designated for each team and their fans! We've got channels to share news, to share tea, to share media, to share your hockey art if you make some! We've got everything!
We've got lots of fans of the game from all over the world and we'd love to grow it even more! More fans = more hockey love!
Come one, come all! Guys, gals, nonbinary pals! Younger fans or older fans! We'd love to have everyone!
So if you want to join and meet some really cool, friendly, and supportive people, feel free to message me or @kalemakar (she was the genius that came up with it)!
Can't wait to meet you all!
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orrsoared · 3 months
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Forsberg looks like the type of guy to really be into IPAs.
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jimothystu · 6 months
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Look, I’m as frustrated as the next Sens fan but some people need to get a fucking grip and stop being cruel to the players and staff. It can be so easy for some people to forget that there is a human side to sports and they aren’t just machines. They are individuals with feelings. With families.
At the end of the day, if you aren’t happy with your team’s performance, don’t watch. If you don’t want to see them lose, don’t watch any games because guess what? Losing is a part of sports. If you only support a team when they’re winning you’re not really a fan. You just like the adrenaline rush that winning gives you.
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careypricey · 2 years
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HOCKEYBLR HEADQUARTERS - the discord server for hockey fans like you
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Hockey fan? Then Hockeyblr Headquarters is the server for you! Hockeyblr Headquarters is a brand new discord server specifically made for the hockey fans of tumblr.
The hockey fanbase can be an incredibly toxic place, especially for people of colour, women, and those in the LGBTQ+ community. Hockeyblr Headquarters’ goal is to provide a safe and welcoming environment for all fans, free from the toxicity of hockey culture.
Server features
Channels to talk about hockey, including resources for learning more about it or getting into the sport
NHL team channels that are only visible if you choose them to be. That way, you can choose to only see the team you love, and not the one you hate!
Fun self-assignable roles relating to favourite teams, age, and pronouns
RPF and art channels
And much more!!
We hope to see you there!
🏒 Server link 🏒
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hollidaysguardian · 4 months
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hmm i would really like to make a discord server for sports but really just for the girls and gays me thinks ???
like it would have channels for all the major leagues with a bigger focus in hockey since that's what I know best. a place to learn about sports but also just chill, be silly about thing (bc sports have plenty of silly moments be real), and have fun... no toxicity or rudeness from people who think you have to know every little detail about a team or sport in order to be considered a fan.
would also have plenty of other channels for things like PrizePicks/Draft Kings/Fanduel, gaming topics, music, and more.
being around sports my whole life i know how toxic the broader community can be. I'd love to create a safe and chill community where people can connect and learn without any fear of being judged or harassed.
if this finds its way onto your feed then like/comment/repost or even message me if this is something you'd be interested in.
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hockeyrpfhub · 2 months
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Is there a discord server dedicated to Mattdrai or one with a lott Mattdrai lovers? Would love to connect with some fans/writers
i don't know of any but if you check out DISBOARD you can read through some discord servers tagged with hockey. maybe there is something buried there. and if anyone knows of any drop your links in the comments.
K
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mp0625 · 6 months
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Under The Moonlight
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Jeremy Swayman x Reader
Taglist. Masterlist.
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A/n: Someone telling me that Swayman was from Alaska, going on a Alaska cruise this past summer and falling in love with Alaska, and writing this fic now has me wanting to go back now and go camping.
“How much farther, Jeremy?” You said as you slowly hiked up the hill behind him.
“Only two more miles,” He said, exasperated.
“You said that two miles ago” 
“Only a little bit more.” He said as you got to where he was standing, overlooking the beautiful valley, “  now this is where we are camping” he said with a smile on his face.
When you finally made camp, Jeremy gave you the task of setting up the tent, while he boiled water for dinner. “Hey Sway, does this look right?”
“Let me come look,” he said as he got up from the ground where he was sitting.
“Y/N you did it wrong, it looks nothing like the instructions.” He said with a frown on his face.
“What do you mean I did it wrong, it looks like the instructions.” You said
“Y/N you had the booklet upside down!” He said with a laugh.
“Oh.” You said with a frown.
After the tent was set up correctly and dinner was done, y’all watched the sun get lower and lower in the sky as it sets long after it should if y’all were at your apartment in Boston. “The super long days still weird me out even though it’s my fourth summer coming up here.” You said with a smile. 
You crawl into the tent first, right after the sun sets but Jeremy stays up just listening to the sounds from the valley below. After about an hour you hear your name being softly called, “Y/N” “Y/N” “Y/N” Jeremy called softly, “Come here” he whispers. 
“Why?” you called back.
“Just come here.” He said a little harder.
When you climb back out of the tent, the stars are shining so bright, much brighter than you ever see in Boston.
In the morning you woke up to the soft wind blowing on the tent walls. And a slow morning including pancakes and coffee. And slowly packing up camp with Jeremy saying that he will be packing up the tent.
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Taglist: @studioreader @honethatty12 @slafgoalskybaby @topguncultleader @wondershells
If I tagged you wrong please let me know.
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swissboyhisch · 1 year
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I would join the discord server
I've created the discord server! If you wanted to message me i can send you the link
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jostystyles · 2 years
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18+ friends if anyone’s interested in joining a hockey discord server, pls let me know :) i’ve got one i’m trying to revive!!!
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zozo-01 · 1 year
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doomsday is approaching. (the nhl playoffs are less than a month away)
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acewendigo13 · 7 months
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Everything is lit on the Major League Baseball discord as Playoffs are here, come join us!
https://discord.gg/nBPP632Q
Chat Baseball with us!!! ⚾️
We also talk about hockey and football too! 🏒🏈
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crow-the-unknown · 1 year
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guys... am i iconic?
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careypricey · 2 years
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💀
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