#owen can coach softball

[drdelphinecormigay]

so i’ve been stalking your #requests and saw that you’ve read Along For the Ride! that’s my all time fav fic plus i’m a sucker for bed sharing aus, do you happen to have any hc’s already thought out?

Omg Along For The Ride is probably my all time favourite fic! I love it so so so much. And agreed, bed sharing is such a great trope, it’s so overdone in fic but like, it’ll never get old. And the bed sharing in that fic is so wonderful.

Ok, some vague spontanous bed-sharing hcs (canon-compliant and also au):

- canon compliant(ish) - the first time Arizona stayed over at Callie’s was kind of an accident. It was still very early days and Arizona was supposed to have come over purely to pick Callie up to go to a bar. But then it started raining really heavily, and they decided to just stay in and watch a film with a glass of wine. Which turned into a bottle of wine. And then Cristina came home with both Owen and Meredith, who promptly stole the sofa to sleep on, and Arizona had drank too much to drive home. And they’d had just enough wine that the idea of Arizona crashing in Callie’s bed despite it being like, date number 2, wasn’t all that ridiculous. And when they went to sleep, they genuinely stayed on separate sides of the bed, because it was too early for anything else. Of course, when the alarm went off in the morning, Arizona was firmly tucked into Callie’s side, and Callie had her arms wrapped around her. When they woke up, they jumped apart immediately and both were quite embarrassed, but it was also definitely the best night sleep either of them had gotten in a long while.

- canon compliant hc where Arizona has just moved to new york, and Callie has gone to help her unpack in her new apartment. They absolutely have not had any kind of conversation about what is happening between the two of them yet, as both are too nervous to broach the topic and also it’s definitely too early as Arizona has been back for like, 12 hours. But it’s really late, and the entire apartment is absolutely covered in boxes, and they’re trying to unpack the bedroom and they’re so tired and the bed just looks so comfy. And so they lay down, just for 5 minutes, and then suddenly it’s the morning and Arizona is waking up with a face full of dark hair that smells exactly the same as it used to, and a warm body wrapped around her in a way that is way too familiar and comfortable considering how long it’s been. And she would be lying if she didn’t admit that she stayed completely still for a while, just to savour the feeling, before unravelling herself before Callie could wake up and panic about it.

- hp au where Arizona (in possession of an invisibility cloak) sneaks Callie into the gryffindor dorm in the middle of the night when everyone is sleeping just so they can cuddle, but only on the condition that she CANNOT fall asleep and MUST leave after an hour or two max. On entry, Callie can’t help but comment on Arizona’s giant poster of *insert famous female auror* next to a giant poster of Cindy Crawford. And of course, despite their best efforts not to they both fall asleep. Arizona wakes up 15 mins before they’re due to get up and panics, and then frantically shoves Callie out of the dorm as quickly as she can. They only very narrowly manage to avoid being caught, and Arizona notices that Callie is a good 20 mins late to breakfast when she waves at her across the great hall. (This is me assuming that there isn’t some magical regulation preventing students from other houses entering other dorms, I haven’t seen or read hp in a good few years and cannot remember)

- (based loosely on for love and softball) football AU where they’re teammates and also co captains that really don’t get on as they have completely different management/coaching styles. Callie finds Arizona’s peppy attitude really annoying and Arizona finds Callie to be grumpy and just generally disagreeable to all of her suggestions. But of course there is a lot of tension there. And then they’re playing a game somewhere away and are assigned to the same hotel room, and of course in this particular hotel, there weren’t enough twin rooms, so they’re stuck sharing the same bed. They are both really mad about it, but have to get on with it. And Callie decides to put a film on, and despite being irritated and just wanting to sleep, Arizona finds herself enjoying it. And, having shuffled closer for a better view, falls asleep and ends up rolling over onto Callie in a surprisingly strong grip. Callie is really pissed off by how much it starts the butterflies going in her stomach (except she’s not pissed off at all bc despite her distaste for the blonde, she actually has a fat crush on her and it’s totally mutual)

- med school AU where they’re in the same class and also live one floor apart (but it’s not TGU lol) where a really drunk Arizona stumbles into what she thinks is her apartment and also her bedroom, and Callie, who sleeps like the dead (and also has a fat crush on her upstairs neighbour) is so so fucking confused to wake up to a face full of blonde hair that definitely wasn’t there when she fell asleep.

#calzona headcanons

[doublel27]

So I didn’t get my flirty Tarlos playing baseball, but I DID get Competent at baseball TK Strand AND Carlos Reyes physically throwing himself between his boyfriend and the cops team multiple times, using both a leg and an arm to shove himself in there at different points, and that’s my win for tonight. That and my MVP, Nailed-it Nancy. 

#911 lone star spoilers #911 ls spoilers #tk strand #carlos reyes #tarlos #nancy gillian #oh i also liked coach owen #owen can coach softball #otherwise #I have made my feelings clear

[strandnreyes]

lone star alternate universe where everything is the same except Owen has an endless supply of different hats that he can pull out for every job he hops in on

this week he has a little alien and radiation expert cap in his back pocket

on deck are softball coach and airline pilot

#owen haters this isn’t the attack on him you want it to be #i do not hate him #it’s much more fun to just enjoy it I promise #instead of attacking him it’s time to be impressed be the sheer amount of knowledge he has #911 lone star #owen strand #911ls spoilers

[withasideoficing]

Chapters (Part One)

Chapters- Part One- Things Change in the Blink of an Eyelid

Part One Summary:  Cora Owens was raise on the ball fields of New Jersey. Now living in Columbus and a member of the US National Softball Team, a potentially career ending injury at the World Championships puts her dreams on the line. Cora’s had only one focus since she was a kid, and that’s get a medal at the Olympics. Enter Seth Jones. 

Features: Backstory and brief introduction of Seth. Non-graphic depiction of injury; mention of surgery and physical therapy 

Notes: I’ve been kicking this idea around for a while. It started as your typical imagine, but I opted to make it a story with a named character. I added some more detail. Forgive any conversions from “you” and “Y/N” that a missed, because like I said, it was originally going to be a normal imagine. I just kinda jumped right into it with some of it. 

Word Count: 2k

From the time Cora Owens could walk, she had a glove on one hand and a ball in the other. She was a Jersey girl through and through, raised on the Mets, the Jets, and the Devils. Her father had played ball, but injury had sidelined him from the big leagues when she was five. He had coached her through her childhood. If Cora was on a ball field, her father was there watching. 

Summers were made for being out on the ball field. Softball was her life. There was nothing like the smell in the air on a spring morning. The fresh morning dew that signaled a perfect day to play ball.  The ball field was a second home. As a kid, she dreamed of being in the Olympics, only for that dream to end up on the back-burner when it was removed from the Olympics after the ‘08 games. But with the sport set to make a return in 2020, Cora and the women she played with were determined. 

Cora had been on the national team since she was eighteen. Cora had played for Oklahoma State, bringing home the national championship twice while she was there. She had settled in Columbus, Ohio, finding a job that was flexible with her schedule while playing for the national team. 

Until the World Championships in Japan. In a game against Australia, everything came crashing down. Cora had been caught in a rundown. That wasn’t abnormal. What was abnormal was the pain that ran up her leg after she slid back into third. Cora curled up as she bit back a scream. She had broken bones before, but it had never felt that painful. The training staff and coaches jumped into action to get on the field and get to her. 

“Can you sit up?” the trainer asked her. In spite of her pain, Cora nodded and sat up with the trainer’s help.  

“Let’s try getting you to stand now,” the trainer said. With the help of one of the coaches they got Cora up. When she tried to put pressure on her leg, she almost collapsed back down to the ground with the pain in her knee. For the first time since the announcement about softball being back in the 2020 games, Cora saw her dreams slipping from her grasp. She could only imagine the disappointment her father would have.

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When all was said and done, Cora was done for the tournament at the very least. Having to sit on the sidelines while her team played? That wasn’t something she was used to doing. The victory for her was bittersweet. The team had gone to dinner to celebrate, one of their last nights in Japan before heading home. 

“Hey, at least we won, right?” Sarah asked. Cora just glared at the bubbly redhead. Sarah had a knack for trying to find the silver lining in everything. She shrunk back, feeling the annoyance radiating off the captain.

“Yeah. At least we won,” Cora said flatly. She grabbed her crutches from where they sat beside her and went outside. 

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Cora was quiet the whole journey back to the US. Once she was home, she finally let herself break. Her childhood dream was within reach and fate was standing right there, seeming ready to snatch it away from her. Hot tears slid down her face as she curled up on her couch. 

“It’s not fair. It’s not fair!” she cried. She could almost hear her dad’s voice saying “Nothing is fair kiddo. You think it’s a ball and the ump says it’s a strike and you’re out. Sometimes, that’s just the way it goes. You just go out there and do your best next time.” Her dad had always been one to try to come up with an analogy tied to softball, even if it didn’t make much sense. 

“Pops, I need your advice,” she said to the empty room. A sob escaped from her. Days like that were the hardest. Almost on cue, her phone lit up with a call from her mom.

“Hello?” Cora asked, her voice low from crying.

“Hey sweetie, just checking up on you. You never texted that you got home,” her mother’s voice came. 

“Yeah...yeah got home not too long ago. Didn’t mean to make you worry ma. I had things to do the second I walked in the door,” Cora said. ‘Like wallow in self pity,’ she thought. The two fell into conversation, her mother asking about the trip before she asked about the injury. Cora was quiet for a minute.

“Now, Cora Grace, I know you’re not going to just give up just because they think you’re done,” her mother said. Evelyn Owens was many things. She was a loving mother, a devoted wife, and above all else, she was where her daughter got her stubborn streak.

“What if they’re right ma? What if I never play again? What then? If I can’t play, who am I? I want to make Pops proud,” Cora said, the words flying out of her mouth rapidly. Her mother sighed. 

“He would be so proud of you. Cora, even if you can’t play again, he would be so proud of you. Captain of the US National Team, you brought a national title to your school. Baby, you’ve accomplished so much. Your father would be so proud of you, Olympics or no Olympics,” she said. Cora let out a sob.

“I just wish he was here,” she cried. She heard her mother sniffle, a telltale sign that she was crying too.

“Me too, baby, me too,” her mother said quietly. Cora spoke to her mother for a while longer before she had to hang up. As she looked around her apartment, her eyes landed on the picture frame that sat on the entertainment stand by the television. It was one of the last photos she had with her father. She stood in her maroon jersey, her parents on either side while she held a bouquet of flowers on senior day in high school five years prior, the frame inscribed with ‘Cora Owens #19 Class of 2013’ across the bottom. Cora sighed as she stood up and grabbed her crutches, ready to go take a nap. 

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The next morning, Cora awoke bright and early. She still had a few days off work for recovery from travelling. The first thing she did was make an appointment to see an orthopedic doctor. By some miracle, she was able to get an appointment that day. 

She was worried. One of her friends was driving her to her appointments, because driving, as it turned out, was difficult to do with a messed up knee. She filled out the paperwork when she got there and sat waiting, her hand tapping her thigh to the beat of the music that was playing softly in the waiting room. 

“Cora, knock it off,” Cassidy said. 

“Sorry...just, nervous I guess? What if he says I can never play again?” she asked, voicing the fear she’d had since you went down. Cass’ expression softened.

“Cor, I doubt that will happen,” she said, trying to reassure her. 

“I’m not so sure,” Cora replied. She had had a restless night of sleep. Between the pain if she moved the wrong way and the nagging thought that her time as a softball player was done, it had been a long night. 

“Ms. Owens? Dr. Ashford is ready to see you,” a nurse said. They were taking x-rays first. When the doctor came in, he put the images up for her to see. 

“Even with surgery, I’m not sure you’ll be able to play again, at least not competitively, without aggravating the injury. Torn ACLs can be career ending, as I’m sure you know. We’ll have to see how your recovery goes, but with how severe the tear is, I’m not sure a full return will be possible for you,” he said. Cora just nodded. 

She felt like everything was crumbling around her. It was, without a doubt, the worst case scenario for her. Softball was part of her. If she couldn’t lace up her cleats and play anymore, who she? Softball had been her world since she was a child, looking forward to the weather breaking in the spring each year. Now everything was in jeopardy, including her Olympic dreams. 

“So, when can we do this? Because I’m not giving up,” Cora said. 

“The earliest we can get you in for surgery is Monday morning,” he said. She took a breath, trying to steady herself.

“Let’s do it,” she said.

“We’ll get you sorted up front,” he said. Cora took a moment to collect herself. When she returned to the waiting room, she didn’t say a word to Cassidy before setting up the appointment for her surgery. It wasn’t until they got to Cassidy’s car that she broke the silence.

“What’s the verdict Owens?” the shorter woman asked. Cora sighed. This was not a conversation she wanted to have. Not with Cassidy, not with anyone. 

“Surgery. Even then...Dr. Ashford isn’t sure I can play again. I did quite a number on my knee,” Cora said. She was trying to keep the emotion out of her voice. 

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August turned into September. Cora had her surgery and were in the midst of therapy to rehab it. She were frustrated with her progress. It seemed for every step forward, it was another two back with setbacks. 

Cora was at her usual Monday appointment, but this time, one of the other patients had someone with her. He looked vaguely familiar but she couldn’t place it where she knew him from. 

“When can I start playing again?” she asked. Her physical therapist sighed. 

“Cora, you might not play again. We’ve talked about this,” she said. 

“I will play again,” she told her, the tone of her voice even and sure. Cora wouldn’t accept any other outcome. 

“With how much damage was done...going back out there could do more harm,” she explained. Cora just stared her down. 

“I don’t care what happens. All I know is in 2020, I will be at the Olympics. I will be the captain of the team. And we will bring home a gold medal,” Cora snapped. Cora was in a mood and her physical therapist wasn’t about to argue with her. Cora was far from the first stubborn patient she’d had. As her session went on, the woman who was with the other physical therapist took her spot on the next table next to Cora. 

“Oh, don’t pay any mind to her, she’s a bit of a pessimist,” the woman said. Cora laughed.

“Yeah, I’ve noticed,” she replied. 

“What brings you here? Some kind of exciting story I’m sure,” she said.

“I messed up my knee playing softball in Japan,” Cora told her. 

“That’s definitely more exciting that what I did. I slipped taking the trash out and hurt my knee. Embarrassing really,” she said. The two of them fell into conversation,  the person who had come with her sitting silently. Cora still weren’t sure why he looked familiar.

“Oh, where are my manners. My name is Amy. This is my son, Seth,” she said.

“I’m Cora,” Cora said. That was when it clicked for Cora. Seth was Seth Jones from the Columbus Blue Jackets.  She wasn't sure what to do with that information. She followed hockey, but her main team was the Devils and she wasn’t too up to date on the rosters of other teams. 

“How long have you played softball?” Amy asked. Cora smiled.

“My whole life. I was practically raised on the ball field,” Cora told her. The two of them fell into conversation about her softball career and what had led up to her injury. She was easy to talk to and for once, someone wasn’t telling her to consider the possibility that she wasn’t going to be able to play again. 

Before long, her appointment was over. Cora was waiting for her ride to show up. She hated the loss of independence that came with not being allowed to drive for a while. When Cassidy showed up, Cora just shook her head when she asked how the appointment was.

“If one more person tells me I might never play again, I’m going to scream,” Cora said to her. 

“You do realize that is a possibility, right?” she asked.

“Cass, I’m not accepting it as a possibility until never playing again is the only option left on the table,”she said as Cassidy pulled out of the lot.

#columbus blue jackets imagine #seth jones imagine #nhl imagine #nhl imagines #hockey imagines #hockey fic #hockey imagine

[blancheharrington]

Jolex as parents to a bunch of kids. Need your head canons.

- They never intended to have a bunch of kids. It just kinda happened. They planned for two of them, the rest were happy accidents. Especially the last one. They started fostering around their second/third kid and then couldn’t stop. That turned into adopting. 

- When they go to the grocery store they all go together and it’s insane. Jo has a cart and one of the older kids pushes a cart. Alex does his best to wrangle everyone else but sometimes gets lost in the fun of it all too. They never really have a list but somehow they always get what they need. The kids toss their favorite cereal into the car and Alex makes sure to pick out Jo’s favorite foods because sometimes she forgets to get the things she likes. Some of Jo’s favorite times is when there’s a new baby, Alex takes all of the other kids to the store so Jo can have alone time. 

- They have one of those huge circle tables and everyone has their spot to sit at. They like the circle table because they can see everyone equally and it’s easier to pass takeout containers and have the pizza boxes be within equal reach. All of the chairs are mismatched because they get broken so often for various reasons. 

- They like to parent equally. They decide punishments together and don’t go against each other in front of the kids. But everyone knows Alex is more of the push over. They never let the kids hear them fight. When they kids get older they’re super relaxed about letting them go places with various people. They figured they’ve made it through worse things and their kids have pretty screwed on heads. They also have super open dialogues with their kids and like to participate in all of their after school functions. Alex definitely coaches their soccer/softball/wrestling teams at one point or another. Jo tries to make it to every single game, she tries to schedule her surgeries around them. And they both make a point to never work on Sundays. 

- They get to a point where they have so many kids that they need multiple waffle irons. Especially when Mer and her kids come over and Owen’s and Maggie and Amelia. And when Arizona and Callie and Sophia fly out during the summer.

- They love hosting big parties for everyone at work/all of their kids milestones/friends. So, when they move houses having a big backyard with a pool is a priority. They also need lots of bathrooms and a big open kitchen so everyone can hang out around the island after school/work.

- Every kids gets an animal to take care of if they want one but the rule is that they have to be the ones to care for it. Except for the dogs, everyone shares responsibility for the dogs. They’ve got a couple hermit crabs and lizards and one bird and a hamster and they had some gerbils at one point. They have a cat but they never see it because it hates the dogs. They go through stages where they think having a fish is a good idea. They have a lot of pets but somehow their house never smells like a zoo. Much to Meredith’s surprise. 

- They try to go on one vacation every year. They rent a house upstate every summer for a week in a small town where the kids basically get free roam all day every day. They ride bikes and kayak and play checkers and bake and pay charades and karaoke (Jo’s idea.) They’ve been to Disney World and the grand canyon and canada and they went to Italy one year and they’ve been to Mexico a couple of times.  

- Jo and Alex have a date night every week but it’s not a big deal to them because they like the time they spend at home with their kids. It’s not a deal breaker for them if they don’t get to it every week but it’s nice to have every once in a while. 

#wait did i just basically describe the entire movie of cheaper by the dozen #I lowkey did lol #Head canons