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laurenairay · 1 year

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Prompts?!?! 😍😍

Can I request number 1 with my vampire boyfriend, Gravy, please? ❤️

5 – “Don’t make this weird.” – Ryan Graves

956 words.

Shifted your original request to this one as we discussed Jade – I hope you enjoy it!

Summer in Nova Scotia was only ever made better by one thing – the return home of one of your oldest friends, Ryan Graves. The two of you had been pretty inseparable outside of hockey while you grew up together, but eventually his hockey career had made the two of you grow apart like everyone always said it would. Instagram comments and weekly texts didn’t make up for hanging out in person, and although you now each had your own lives, his return home every summer settled that piece inside of you that always felt empty when he was away.

But he was just a friend, no matter what your other friends liked to think. Sure, he was remarkably attractive – you could admit that much – but there had never been anything between you like that, and you were more than happy with just being friends. He was important, and there was nothing you would do to risk that.

Being around him, at barbecues in your friend’s backyard like this, was more than enough.

“Here’s your burger! Extra cheese, no onions.”

You looked up at Ryan from where you were sitting, smiling at him as he passed you the plate of food. He really was such a sweetheart. “Thanks! I didn’t realise they were ready.”

Ryan just shrugged, smiling back at you. “I figured I’d save you the trip across the yard. Do you want a fresh drink too?”

He wiggled his own empty bottle, letting you know he’d be getting one for himself too, so you shrugged. This guy was just a thoughtful as he was pretty, wasn’t he?

“Sure, why not. Thanks!” you said happily.

Ryan sent you another blinding smile before heading across the yard. You turned back to your circle of friends with a smile on your face, only to see them all grinning at you, making you roll your eyes.

“Don’t make this weird,” you groaned.

“Weird? Oh yeah there’s nothing weird about him bringing you over a plate of food and then immediately leaving to get you a new drink,” your friend grinned, wiggling her eyebrows.

“Basically waiting on your hand and foot.”

“I haven’t even had that from my boyfriend and we’ve been together for five years now!”

“And you still think Ryan’s not interested in being more than friends?”

They all finished chiming in with grins on their faces, staring at you intensely, while all you could do was sit there in a stunned silence with your cheeks flaring with heat. Where was this coming from?

“Come on, you know it’s not like that,” you said weakly, wincing at their unimpressed expressions.

“Think about it, yeah? Really think about it. Because I promise you, what he’s doing isn’t just being friendly,” you friend pointed out.

“Speak of the Devil…”

You glanced to your left to see Ryan wandering back over, two drinks in hand, and looked back to your friends only for them to all stand up and walk away with incredibly unsubtle winks.

“Wow, was it something I said?” Ryan mused.

“It really wasn’t. They think they’re funny,” you sighed, taking the offered drink from his hand.

“Oh?” he prompted, sitting down in the chair next to you.

You lightly bit your bottom lip, drawing it inwards as you considered what your next words should be. Were your friends right? Was Ryan just being friendly or was it more? Was it even worth taking that chance?

“Is everything okay?” Ryan asked softly, forehead creasing slightly in worry.

Fuck it. Ryan wasn’t the type of guy to get offended easily, and you knew that even if it was just him being friendly, he wouldn’t make a big deal of you just being blunt with him. It was better to clear the air than have the wondering stewing up inside of you, right?

“The girls think that you getting my food and drinks isn’t just you being friendly,” you eventually said.

“Oh, well, I uh…”

Well, shit. There was your answer then. So why did it feel so disappointing?

“Hey, Ryan, it’s okay. Like I said, they think they’re funny,” you shrugged, smiling tightly.

“No, it’s not that. I just…they’re right? I just didn’t know you hadn’t realised it too,” Ryan winced.

Oh.

“Wait, what? Really?” you said, more than a little stunned.

Ryan Graves, your Ryan, wasn’t just being friendly? He really did want to be more than friends?

“Really really,” he laughed, pale cheeks flushing slightly, “If I’d known you didn’t have a clue that I like you, then I would’ve tried to be more obvious about it.”

Now it was your turn for heat to rush to your cheeks. Had you really been that oblivious?

“Maybe if you’d told me with words rather than subtle actions…” you teased.

“That probably would’ve been the best way of going about it, sure,” Ryan grinned, nodding his head in agreement, “It was hard enough worrying if you were going to reject me.”

Reject him? Not a chance. Even if you hadn’t known or realised what he’d been subtly doing, there’s no way you would’ve turned him down. It’s Ryan, come on.

“You were really that worried?” you asked, frowning slightly.

He let out a shaky breath, before nodding, making you a frown a little more. No, that wouldn’t do. If he could be brave, then so could you.

“Maybe you should take me out to dinner, tell me all about those nerves,” you said simply, raising an eyebrow.

“Yeah?” Ryan said, smile slowly returning, kicking off the butterflies in your stomach, “I think I can manage that. How does Friday night sound?”

“Sounds like a plan,” you said, smiling back at him.

What a summer this was going to be.

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senditcolton · 9 months

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sweetie pie honey muffin congrats on 1k!!! may i please have a lead me to the garden chai cookie of the oak variety with one mister ryan graves? love youuuuuuu 🥰🤩🥳

thank you so much my love!! love you to the moon! and i went a little more cutesy fluffy for this oak chai cookie. hope you love it!

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You loved your boyfriend, Ryan. You really did.

You swear you did.

But sometimes, you wondered what the hell you got yourself into.

And yes, some people might think that you were talking about the distance, his travel schedule, the packing and moving, the lack of stability. But right now, you were talking about the fact that this man woke you up at the crack of dawn… to go on a run with him.

It was partially your fault. You mentioned to Ryan that you would love to be a little more active, get some more exercise. And Ryan – your sweet golden retriever boyfriend – took that off-handed comment and ran with it.

Literally.

No, like he was legitimately running ahead of you on the Nova Scotia beach and you were struggling behind him, your feet sinking beneath the sand, even though Ryan had the foresight to have the two of you run on the smooth packed edge of low tide.

You had been doing alright or at least you thought you had. It was different at first but you were sure you could handle it. But now, after only 8 minutes of this, you were ready to collapse into the wet sand and stay there until the waves washed you away.

“Come on babe, keep up!” Ryan shouts to you and you can hear the playful tone of his words but oooh boy, you were ready to fight him. Add kickboxing to your exercise repertoire.

“I hate you!” you reply, your own tone light but there was a slight truth to your words. Thankfully, Ryan doesn’t take offense, like he never did, and just laughed before smiling back at you.

“I know.”

You huff with your own strained laughter as you dig your feet into the unsteady ground and propel yourself forward, knowing that Ryan would never push you too far. You manage to last for what feels like another two minutes before your pace is slowing and you’re calling out to your boyfriend again.

“Ryan,” you whine, the high-pitch helping to cut through the sound of crashing waves. “This is so difficult. Like why did you have me run on sand?”

“Adds resistance! Really works your lower body and helps your balance.”

“Is that why you hockey players like it. Helps you balance on your knife shoes?”

“Something like that,” Ryan chuckles, slowing down his pace until you’ve caught up to him.

“Well, I…” you huff out, reaching out to grip Ryan’s forearm, halting both him and yourself before you lean forward, your chest heaving. “Oh, I can’t do this. This is exhausting.”

“I know you can do it. Just a few more minutes and then we can take our sweet time walking back to the car.”

“Babe, I don’t think I’m cut out for this. This is what you do every morning?”

“Yeah, I really like it. Training with a view, y’know? But I promise, if you end up absolutely hating this, you never have to do it again.”

“You swear?” you genuinely ask, looking up at him and still slightly hating him. But now, you’re hating him for the way the sunlight hits his pale skin and highlights the cut of his jaw.

“Absolutely,” he smiles at you and if your legs didn’t already feel like jelly, the action would have you weak in the knees. “But I know you can make it. You’re stronger than you think.”

The words soften your resolve and you stretch your body upright, sighing deeply as the salt air fills your lungs and the breeze from the ocean cools the sweat on your skin. You eyes open to find Ryan still staring at you, waiting for your answer. The bemused huff falls from your chest as you playfully glare at Ryan.

“Why are you so good at sweet-talking me?”

“Must be the Gemini,” he says and you can’t stop the laugh that falls from your lips.

“Okay, five more minutes,” you concede and Ryan’s grin grows more as he turns to take off again. But before he can, you stop him with a grip on his forearms. “But… we’re getting frozen yogurt after this.”

“Deal.”

You do manage to stick it out for the next five minutes, managing to reach the small beach that Ryan had planned your route to. Soon you found yourself walking back to the car, your shoes in Ryan’s hand, the rising tide lapping around your ankles, and the small cup of vanilla fro-yo in your hands.

And when you looked out over the ocean, the sunrise painting the beach a hazy pink and orange, you were startled to realize that you might start to enjoy these types of mornings with Ryan.

But maybe next time, the two of you could try yoga instead.

#1k cele bakery #nicole writes #ryan graves fluff #ryan graves blurb #pittsburgh penguins blurb #(another one that still feels weird)#nhl blurb #hockey blurb #i feel like ryan needs to be characterized as a golden retriever more often #and it's one of my favorite tropes so #sorry not sorry for including it

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thomasschabot · 2 years

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you’re so cute with ur deli. i would love a cured salami on white with gravy 🫶🏻 maybe some domestic fluff? i don’t have anything specific in mind :-) i’m so happy you’re back to writing!!!

ahh thank you babes! 🥰 i'm glad to be back too. we all know ryan is the love of my life so i very much appreciate this

welcome to c's deli :))

“Those don’t go there!”

Your voice is airy and exasperated when you scold your husband, exhausted from the long haul flight from Melbourne. Ryan is much more used to traveling than you, and it’s glaringly obvious as he struts around in the faded green light of the stove clock trying to find homes for the knick-knacks purchased on your honeymoon.

He smiles coyly, knowing they don’t actually have a place because they’ve never set foot in the house before, but lets you boss him around a little. “Alright sweetheart,” Ryan chuckles quietly, “Where do they go?”

A quiet fills the large space as you contemplate, thinking of where each would look best. “The magnets obviously go on the fridge,” you murmur, “And the koala stuffie fits perfectly on the shelf beside the lamp. Everything else has a place too, but I’m too tired to remember them right now.”

“When did you think this all up?”

You open your mouth to respond, but a yawn sneaks out instead. You know your prior tones have been too harsh due to your exhaustion and adjust accordingly, wanting him to know you aren’t actually upset. “Somewhere between Sāmoa and Hawai’i when you were snoring,” you eventually get out, poking his chest lightly with your index finger.

Getting so close proved to be a fatal mistake, and Ryan wraps his arms around you tightly. It’s clear he has no intention of letting you go, and a barrage of kisses is placed on your neck as your giggles bounce off the cabinets. The pair of you stay conjoined and waddle through the house, bags the pair of you had been hellbent on putting away long forgotten in the foyer. Sleep has taken control of your brain, fogged your every thought, and all you want to do is curl up next to Ryan and sleep the jetlag off for the next seventy-two hours.

Once back in the familiar space of your shared bedroom, with its lush green bedspread and posh gold accents courtesy of Ryan’s interior decorator sister, you allow exhaustion to take over completely. There’s no attempt made to change your clothes as you faceplant directly into the mattress. You don’t resist, however, when Ryan delicately peels items from your body and replaces them with clean undergarments before tucking the covers around your waist. He joins shortly after, stripped to his boxers and left hand empty, the ring he wears so proudly beside yours in the jewelry box.

“You’re my husband,” you whisper, completely delirious from the time change and still in awe that someone like Ryan wanted to be with you forever.

He smiles, though it doesn’t reach his eyes completely out because he’s fading too, and tucks a loose piece of hair back into place. “I am. Forever and always.”

“Forever and always,” you repeat, leaning forward enough to place your lips against his. It’s barely a kiss, more so a resting pose, but it works and the two of you entwine impossibly more together, still so wrapped up in newlywed bless and beyond head over heels for each other.

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eightmakar · 2 years

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vacation blurb weekend!

I’m on vacation for the rest of the week until Sunday, and I’ll be hanging out and doing nothing, so let’s have another blurb weekend!!!! Starting today, 7/28 and running til Sunday, 7/31!

rules:

i write for the current avs plus a smattering of former avs, mainly tyson jost, Ryan graves, and Andre Burakovsky (rip burky ☹️)

smut is okay for the guys that aren’t married/don’t have kids! i love writing cale & Nate smut just in case you were wondering

minors dni with smut, which includes requesting smut, please and thank you!

send me something from one of these lists or tell me what thoughts have been on your mind lately, I’m all ears 👀👀

prompts options:

physical intimacy prompts

smut prompts

fluffy dialogue prompts

kisses prompts

send your requests here!

cant wait to get to it!!

tagging some folks:

@taking-shots @fallinallincurls @flashyfucker @hockeylvr59 @hockstuff @harlowhockeystick @matbaerzal @hookingminor @mikkorantanev @holy-pucks @jostystyles @jostyriggslover96 @burkymakar @graves-makar @makardashian @cale8makar @tkachukslut @cuttergauth

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d0yqrlkciaz · 1 year

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#whouffaldi #ryan graves blurb #lesbian representation #solitario #tommy x alfie #stockard channing #yujikiri #n. brio #opponents #incorrect batfamily

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babydollmarauders · 1 year

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MEDIA MANAGEMENT — JACK HUGHES (PART SIX)

one — two — three — four — five — 5.5 — six

notes: first photo was taken and sent to me by @/bellaxward on twitter, so creds to her! also, i’m sorry, i feel like this update isn’t the best but i’m running on like 3 hours of sleep and i was writing this bit by bit while super busy!

y/ndevils00

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y/ndevils00 heyo! welcome back to my postgame boyfriend show! tonight the njdevils played against the spawns of satan (not trevor)! or.. i mean.. the new york rangers.

we start tonight’s recap off with a very cute picture i got of my boyfriend and his best friend (again; not trevor) talking about how much they love me during warmups!

we also have da sun showing me that the tooth fairy came to visit him awhile ago! i bet he got lots of money for his toofer, however i wouldn’t know because he’s stopped letting me steal his wallet.

our first goal of the night was a tip in by mr. haula at ya! followed up in the same period by a goal from timo time! notice how he made the post this time? that’s because unlike most of these idiots (i’m looking at you, marino 👀), timo takes me seriously!

however, immediately after timo’s goal, haulaback girl was placed in the sin bin for tripping. i was very disappointed and he got a very strict talking to during first intermission and assured me he wouldn’t get another penalty. he lied.

he got a penalty in second period for the exact same reason that he did in the first. i cannot promise i was as nice to him in the second intermission.

we got a few scrums in this game, but my personal favorite one was in third period and ended much too quickly for my liking. BOO, REFS!

and finally, we have some pictures of my gorgeous, talented, sometimes annoying babygirl… my boyfriend!

tagged jackhughes, dawson1417, ehaula, tmeier96, ryangraves27 and vitacz15

dawson1417 y/n, i never LET you steal my wallet. you would take it from my pocket and count my money and then give it back, like a thief that’s really bad at their job

y/ndevils00 i’m just a very curious person! i like to know everyone’s business, all the time. and you never told me to stop 🤷‍♀️

jackhughes if i remember correctly, dawson and i were actually discussing our plans for the off-season

y/ndevils00 you remember incorrectly

jackhughes did you just call me babygirl

y/ndevils00 you’re so babygirl

jackhughes thank you?

john.marino97 why does everyone else get normal penalty reactions but me?

user52 wait, did y/n ACTUALLY just talk to Haula?!

john.marino97 @/user52 yes!

user52 OH MY GOD JOHN ILY

y/ndevils00 because you’re my bff and i only want the best for you

john.marino97 every day i rethink why i decided to become one of your best friends

y/ndevils00 you love me

trevorzegras did you seriously just specify that you weren’t talking about me when you said spawn of satan?

y/ndevils00 i didn’t want anyone to get confused!

trevorzegras i don’t like you

y/ndevils00 wait really???

trevorzegras wait no y/n i’m sorry. i was just joking

y/ndevils00 📸 caught in 4k

trevorzegras i hope both sides of your pillow are hot tonight

tmeier96 i made the post!!

y/ndevils00 you did a good job with my demands 🫡 i love my blankie

ehaula second intermission… you’re scary

y/ndevils00 remember that.

ryangraves27 why did you have to do me like this?

y/ndevils00 idk what you mean 🤭

user6 y/n is a menace and i’m here for it

lhughes_06 do i get to be in these posts when i join?

y/ndevils00 moosey, you’ll replace jack as the star of the show

jackhughes now hold on! let’s not get ahead of ourselves here!

y/ndevils00 @/jackhughes i said what i said.

lhughes_06 @/jackhughes can we keep her?

jackhughes i intend to

nicohischier no feature for me tonight? i feel betrayed

y/ndevils00 i only have 9 picture slots bud, idk what to tell ya 🤷‍♀️

y/ndevils00 make a goal next time or something

nicohischier i’m gonna steal your cat

y/ndevils00 you wouldn’t!

nicohischier i probably wouldn’t even need to steal her. i bet jack would just give her to me.

y/ndevils00 @/jackhughes TELL HIM HE’S WRONG!

jackhughes …. no comment

y/ndevils00 @/jackhughes you’re sleeping on the couch

jackhughes @/y/ndevils00 that only hurts you babe. every time you say that, you end up dragging me in to the bed at like 2am because you can’t fall asleep without me

y/ndevils00 @/jackhughes you can’t cook broccoli.

jackhughes @/y/ndevils00 yes i can! i can now!

#media management series <3 #jack hughes #jack hughes x reader #jack hughes blurb #jack hughes fic #jack hughes imagine #nj devils #new jersey devils #dawson mercer #john marino #trevor zegras #luke hughes #ryan graves #nico hischier #nhl imagine #nhl blurb #nhl fic #faithlynn’s insta edits <3 #faithlynn’s writings <3

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jackhues · 6 months

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only fools - jack hughes

jack hughes x graves!reader

based off of this blurb

brother's friend , fwb to strangers to lovers , second chance love

will be written in second person (you)

y/n graves was a fool.

while her brother was out there practicing for hockey, honing his skills, and showcasing his talents to scouts from around the world, she was sitting in the corner and watching.

she didn't explore her own interests as a kid, instead contented herself with watching her brother flourish. she watched him play for different teams, before seeming to settle with the new jersey devils.

and then she met jack.

teammates with ryan, he was everything y/n wishes she could've been. the two didn't get along well at first, not until y/n's best friend decided to date jack's best friend.

forced to at least 'tolerate' each other, that's what they did. it wasn't too hard, not while y/n was in california studying and jack was in new jersey playing hockey with her brother.

until the day 'tolerate' turned into something else.

before she knew it, she was driving over to jack's apartment while her brother was sleeping, being pulled into empty washrooms, doing her best to act like she hated him when it was nothing at all. nothing but fun.

but of course, y/n graves was a fool.

and like all fools, she found herself falling for jack hughes - the one man who would never see her the same way.

fics:

posted in chronological order, but the brackets indicate order of posting

just for the night (2)

just fun (1)

notes:

this is gonna be a mix of jack and y/n pre the fwb era, during their fwb era, post fwb, and the second chance love

i don't know how often updates will be, you can send in a few ideas you have, bcz this will also be interactive

this happens during graves' njd era, but also pens era

also feel free to send in nicknames for y/n

#only fools! au #<- that's the tag #jack hughes #jack hughes imagine #jack hughes fanfiction #jack hughes imagines #jack hughes x reader #jack hughes blurb #ryan graves #graves!reader

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equallyshaw · 6 months

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nova scotia princess | nico Hischier

nico hischier x oc marchand

warnings: swearing, mostly fluff and some sweet moments between her and her siblings.

word count: 4.3k

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marie celine marchand had been in new york for the past year, much to brad's dismay. he hadn't seen her since christmas, and was shocked to see her at his doorstep up north. it was now july during the off season, and marie had decided to head on up to nova scotia, for her birthday no less.

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the youngest of the five, she could not have been more different from the rest. she never engaged in hockey (i know! a sin!) never took any inkling towards skating or snow sports, but instead towards soccer, her first love. she was enamored with it and it took her to faraway places with team canada and for her college years at the university of stanford. she had a very hard time leaving california but knew it was best to start fresh, and it just so happened that she loved new york. at the time, it was only a 40 minute drive to her long time childhood friend, ryan graves before he was traded to the pittsburgh penguins. the day he was traded, he gave her a phone call and she was completely gutted. yet she understood the business side of the league, though brad had gotten the better part of it his entire career. after he was traded, she hadn't thought about the new jersey devils as the season rolled around. she no longer had something tying her to them, so she moved on and supported her friend's ryan and sidney on the pens from afar. it wasn't until she found her self in upper manhattan meeting up with some girls from work at a little known and upscale restaurant, that she had saw some of the people she'd grown close to over ryan's stint with the team. she walked past them towards her table, most certainly garnering some looks once they heard the familiar name of marie celine from the group of girls. she got a text from a few of them night, restarting the snapchat groupchat she had had with some of the younglings. most notably, hughes', nico and dawson. she rolled her eyes as messages flowed in that evening as the girls took some wine back to the girl's apartment.

that evening all of the caught up with one another, and then she received a text from nico askin if they wanted to get some coffee for old times sake. what did she have to lose? and so it began than, secret dates and then group dates with the team, spending weekends at a time with nico at his place getting up to whatever came about. throughout all of it, she kept it a secret from everybody besides her older sister rebecca; nobody needed to know. at least not yet.

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marie walked up to the front door of brad's lake house and she mentally prepared herself for the all the pestering and bombarding that would happen once she'd set a foot in the house. she pulled out the key he had given her the year he finished building it, and she quickly made work with the lock and pushed open the tall door. "brad! im home!!" she called out, smirking to herself as she heard dogs running towards her and footsteps. she looked up to see brad with wide eyes and then his famous smile. she took her hand off of her small suitcase, and met him halfway for a hug. "who's here?" "who's that?" "if its jr im gonna cry" and that made marine giggle, already knowing it was ryan. "you good?" brad questioned pulling away just a bit and she nodded, "yep! are you? you forgot to invite me for my birthday!" she said faking a pout. "kat!" he called for his wife and marie slapped his arm, "don't go blaming it on your wife you hooligan!" marie said as katrina walked in and she squeled. "i thought you were going to sw-" and then katrina cut herself off. brad looked at his wife then to marie and then they were both gone and off towards the kitchen. "we have a surprise guest!" katrina called out towards the open back door and a group of heads turned towards her. she saw her siblings, ryan, sid, nate, patrice b, pasta, their partners, a few childhood friends of the siblings and a few aunts/uncles. "damn got the whole fam i see..." she whispered to kat who giggled. "uh yeah you could say that." she said looking down at the girl as some of the guys came to say hi. "hi guys." she said looking at some of the nova scotia greats as ryan rested his arm on the brunettes head. she looked up giving him a playful dirty glare, "ah hem." she said garnering a few laughs. "well if you'll excuse me-" she paused pushing ryan's arm off of her head, "ill be down soon, i need to do a few things." she said smiling at everybody before she was off towards a guest room that was designated hers.

she sat down on the edge of the bed as she put her head in her hands, cursing the world. her phone buzzing like no tomorrow with texts from nico, the hughes brothers and dawson. she had been dodging their texts and calls after (what she thought) was nico cheating on her. they were on facetime a week ago and she could have sworn she heard somebody in the background as she heard a muffled voice and nico look in front of him one night. so when she didn't show up to the airport in switzerland the day before, nico was freaking out. which in turn freaked the other boys out. she heard a soft knock on her door, and she looked up to see ryan. she sniffled, wiping her tears as he stepped in and shut the door behind him.

she broke down even more, and ryan quickly sat down beside her and wrapped his arms around her. he had no idea why his best friend was hurting, yet he kept quiet until her sobs became softer. "mc....whats going on?" he asked as he pulled back just a bit to look at her, her cheeks stained with redness and moisture. she sniffled, "he-he's cheating on me." she said and ryan knew exactly who she as referring to, besides her sister she ofcourse told him. they were two peas in a pod, through thick and thin. ryan sighed, growing heated with anger. "and they wont stop texting me...they are worried as to why i didn't make it to switzerland but i don't wanna talk to them." she said pushing her head into his chest. ryan kissed her head, trying to calm himself. she needed her best friend, he'd take care of nico later.

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the next morning ryan left the marchand house early to get some coffee for him and marie. the two hadn't left her room all day. she was too much in state of disbelief, shock, and grief as she explained to nico what had happened. as soon as he was turning onto the main strip her called nico up, ready to tear him a new one. nico picked up on the fourth ring unsure as to why he was calling, "wanna fucking explain to me hischier why the fuck you cheated on the very best thing that has ever happened to you and our universe huh? why you decided to hurt the very brightest light? you are so in for it hischier, you have no idea. you have a whole league about to give you hell." ryan spat breathing rapidly. nico was at a loss for words over in switzerland. "what?" he croaked in confusion and exhaustion. since marie hadn't been responding to anybody's calls or messages, he hadn't slept. too sick with fear and anxiety. "she caught you with a girl nico, on facetime. are you seriously that daft?" ryan growled. nico thought back to their last facetime and he went through the events of it. he'd been sitting up in bed shirtless, around 11:30 his time, he was just about to go to bed after finishing his sleep tea and he then realized. she had heard his sister in the background, as she had come to visit him and the two had just gotten done playing a round of Mario kart. "christ- didn't cheat. promise." he said standing up now and looking at flights to new york. "who was it then nico?" ryan questioned, "my sister. can get flight to new york today." he said and ryan chuckled, "yeah no she ain't there." ryan said turning into the drive through, " if you're gonna make things right, you gotta come to scotia." ryan stated.

ryan walked back into the house with his, brad's, kat's and marie's coffee with a few breakfast sandwiches. "wanna tell me why marie is crying on the dock?" sidney said as soon as ryan walked into the kitchen. "wait what?" ryan asked setting everything down before looking towards the dock, and now seeing nate making his way down it. ryan sighed, "misunderstanding." he simply stated taking the coffees out of the tray. "misunderstanding, huh? is that why you two were locked in her room all evening?" sidney asked sipping his hot coffee. ryan sighed again, "she thought her boy-boyfriend cheated on her." was all ryan stated sipping some coffee. "boyfriend?" sidney questioned, eyes going wide. "does brad know?" he questioned, and ryan scoffed. "like he need to know every little thing in her life." and sidney wouldn't buy it. "no no, you have to tell him! or at least get her too." sidney said with authority, and ryan rolled his eyes. "sid, she doesn't want him to know at least not yet." ryan said watching nate and marie interact. nate had his arm around the brunette, as she sobbed into his shoulder. "you know we all look at her like a sister, please do the right thing. we only want the best for her and that only happens if brad knows, and you know that." sidney said before taking his cup of coffee and heading out to nate and marie. ryan groaned as kat walked in with the young kiddos. "ou! mommy juice, thankyou ry." kat said thanking the defenceman. she saw the look in his eyes, and then she look towards the crowded dock. "oh no." kat said, "oh no? whats up?" brad said walking in rubbing his eye. he paused as he saw the three of them outside, huddled together, "whats going on?" brad asked now walking in front of ryan. "uh-" "spit it out graves." brad demanded and ryan hummed. "she thought her- her boyfriend cheated on her. but it was a misunderstanding." he stated and brad was angry. "boyfriend?! what do you mean misunderstanding graves? spill it!" he said as kat took the kids outside. "she thought her boyfriend of 10 months cheated on her but it was only his sister that she heard. i just got off the phone with the dude so its been all cleared away, i just hadn't had the chance to tell her." and then he said softer, "and tell you he's coming here." ryan said not meeting his best friends eye sight. "here? are you mad ryan! who is this so i can knock some sense into him?" brad demanded and ryan was in for it. he was cornered, there was no getting out of this. "i cant say brad, only marie can." ryan said defeatedly and brad rolled his eyes. "so you're saying that you really arent her boyfriend?" and ryan now met his eye sight in shock. "you're telling me that you two haven't been together at least at some point?" he said and ryan laughed. "oh god no, shes my sister brad. you know she hates me half the time, for good reasons but no. i couldn't ever go down that path and there has never been a moment ever for me to. ew gross." ryan said and brad sighed. "always thought it was you two against the world... man i gotta pay up." he said amusedly. "pay up?" ryan said cocking an eyebrow. "a long running bet with patrice." and now it was ryans turn to laugh. the nova scotia princess was never his and would never be.

on the dock, marie thanked nate for listening to her ramble and cry into his shoulder before sidney sat down. nate rubbed her upper back, trying to comfort the girl. sidney sat down and offered her some kind words, and she thanked him. "i just don't know what was not good enough for him? what did i do wrong?" she said looking off into the clear lake. sid and nate looked at one another, silently trying to get the other speak up. "nothing sunshine, nothing. its all him." sid said trying to reassure the young girl he'd seen as a little sister since the day she was born. him and brad had been in practice together when they got the call from brad's dad, urging the boys to head down to the hospital with sid's dad. the moment he had seen the young girl was how he felt when his sister was born, he'd protect and be there for her through everything. "how about a boat day?" nate offered up and marie smiled. she could never and would never pass up a boat day.

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it was around 10:30 pm and the original group that had been there when she'd shown up was back at the house, with all the kids passed out as they sat around talking, drinking and now making smores. ryan had been looking a this phone for the past two hours waiting to heard from nico, but nothing had come in since he had landed and was about to go through customs. marie had been having a great evening, her favorite people all in one place once again. celebrating her birthday that evening, and now talking like old times. ryan and marie sat with one another, cuddling up to stay warm now that a chill had set in. "dude, put your phone down for the princess' birthday." brad said annoyed that ryan and been on his phone for the better half of two hours. marie glared at brad, "its alright brad. no harm done." she sighed. she had a love hate relationship with the nickname, but most importantly when it was said out loud by brad. it made her cringe somewhat. "hows new york, mc?" nate asked and marie smiled then frowned softly before her smile reappeared. "its going great! work is going well and stuff. i even joined a soccer league for fun, it'll start up in august." she said swirling her drink. "we'll have to catch a game before we head to training camp." sid offered and the others agreed. she smiled softly, before ryan untangled himself from her after he got a text message. nico had arrived. brad eyed ryan as he got up and walked into the house. kat smiled softly knowing what was going to happen and nudged brad in the side a bit. "its fine, let them be." kat whispered and brad rolled his eyes.

marie shut her eyes softly, just basking in this moment, this evening and few days she had taken off of work to be here. it had been far too long since the last time she'd been home, always using her summers to train in san diego before returning to school. she hadn't been home in 6 years and promised herself that she'd make it up here more, now that she lived in new york. "oh princess!" she heard ryan call from the house and she sighed, standing up and throwing the blanket onto the seat before heading inside. "yes grumpy prince?" she asked giggling before she froze, seeing nico. he had a hopeful yet loving gaze on his face as she looked at him with tears beginning to form. what was he doing here? she turned towards ryan who had begun to make his way out, and she pulled him back inside as he was already through the threshold. "wanna tell me why he's here ryan?!" she asked upset. "ask him-" and she cut him off, "no, you tell me!" she screamed now alerting some of the guys outside. nico stood on the other side of the kitchen, with a defeated look on his face with guilt and regret spreading throughout his body. "he cheated on me and you're going to invite him here, ryan? tell me why that was a good idea, huh?" she pestered as brad walked in. "no fucking way." he muttered staring down nico, and nico took a step back. "answer me!" she yelled at ryan who held his hands up in innocence. "marie-" she cut off her brother, "you knew?!" she said stepping back away from the two. "let him explain himself." ryan said as she looked at the two people she thought she could trust in this world. thankfully, so far nate and sid hadn't given her any reason to distrust them. "let him explain, please. if you still don't believe him or want him gone- ill-we'll get rid of him." brad said pleading to his baby sister and she sighed, arms crossing over her chest. she turned slowly towards nico who had a pleading look, and her heart twinged just a bit. "fine." she said and the two smiled widely, backing out into the back and brad shut the doors.

"follow me." she said walking past him and they began their dissent up the stairs. she opened the door and let him walk past her into the room, and she shut it behind them. she then went to the window and shut the blinds, but not before flipping the group off. she heard groans and a few 'fuck' as they all wanted to hear and see the drama unfold. "i didn't cheat, schatzi. i promise." he began and she shook her head, "alright bud." she said rubbing her eyes. "i didn't baby, you have to believe me." he began again and she shook her head again. "who was it, huh? somebody like your ex? was it somebody better than me? what did i do wrong, ni. what did i do to hurt you?" she questioned through a strained voice. nico shook his head, "you've never hurt me, you've never done a thing wrong. promise. the girl-"he chuckled pulling her hands into his, inching closer to her. "the girl was my sister, nina." he said a bit amused now. his eyes crinkled as he smiled, his dimples on full display as he looked into the eyes of the girl, he loved. "wait what?" marie asked in disbelief. "your sister?" she asked and he nodded. she looked down and nico quickly diffused her guilt, "schatzi its ok, i promise!" he said pulling her chin up to look at him. she shook her head, "i - i mis read things and i feel like an idiot." she hummed tearing her chin away. "misunderstanding." he hummed and she frowned. "im sorry." she said with tears beginning to form, "im an idiot. oh my god." she said and he pulled her info a hug. he kissed her head, rubbing her back softly. "im a fool, im a utter fool how could i be so daft?" she rambled in french and nico chuckled, "you two have thing for the word daft?" and marie cursed the universe for him knowing french. "wait, two? who?" she questioned pulling back to look up at him. "nico yelled at me yesterday." he said laughing now and marie had a concerned look on her face, "how bad?" and that made nico laugh even louder. whenever she needed back up, he was there to give it. she looked up at nico as his laughs subsided and she stood on her tip toes to kiss him. he pulled her in closer, leaning down a bit so her feet could be flat. they pulled apart, resting their foreheads on each others. "so, how much trouble am i with the guys outside?" he questioned softly and now it was her turn to laugh.

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it was the next morning now and marie woke up to an empty bed, groaning before getting out of bed. she made her way over to the blinds and opened the blinds to see kat, patrices and david's girlfriend, and the kids on the patio eating breakfast while all the guys are missing. she squinted over towards the lake and she did a double take before seeing her brother's boat. it was a crowded boat, with all of them sitting facing one another. she spotted nico and prayed that the guys weren't going too hard on him. after the two spoke last night, they made there way downstairs for a bit before nico was on the verge of passing out due to the time difference. she quickly changed into a white t-shirt and linen pants, before heading down he stairs. "ti!" she heard rue screamed as she walked outside, and quickly made her way over towards the older girl. she wrapped her arms around the girl's legs before rue pulled her up for a hug. "good morning my girl." she said speaking in french as the two shared a small moment in the morning sun. "hows my favorite god daughter?" she hummed and kat laughed, "your only god daughter." she mused. marie giggled, "that's why she's my favorite." she said setting her back down in her height chair, and sat down on the bench with noah , patrice's son. "ouu cinnamon rolls!" the girl overly gushed, garnering some giggles from the kids. "ever the oldest child." kat teased and marie winked, "i take my role very seriously." she hummed.

the boat was on its way back now after a very stern talk with nico, unfortunately. basically threatening his very existence if he were to ever step out of line. the usual. oh, and that there was somebody or two on every team who would not hesitate to teach him a lesson. nico and the guys all got off onto the dock, with ryan running in front to get some cinnamon rolls- steal is more like it. "hey! that's for us." marie said swatting his hand away as he came up behind her, "i swear to god grumps, im gonna cut off your hand." she said quirking an eyebrow between the two's showdown. "good morning princess!" brad said placing a kiss on the girl's head before stealing a cinnamon roll himself. "hey, not fair!" ryan said and marie mimicked him, earning a chorus laugh from the kids. "im the one that brought them." brad said shrugging, "no i did." sid said and patrice shook his head, "you brought the original one's, i was told to pick up another dozen." patrice said picking up his youngest, felix. "yall are too much in the morning." she mumbled in french, standing up and walking inside to get some coffee. nico followed her into the kitchen to get a refill on his, to which she happily poured him some. "how bad was it?" she questioned, peering around him quickly and then looked back at him. he shrugged, "theyre just as scary in life as on ice." he said and she giggled. "yeah...they have no filter." she said pushing a strand of hair behind his ear. "tell me about 'nova scotia princess'." and she rolled her eyes, "the fairest of them all." he added with a grin and she growled loudly. "you inconceivable fools!" she yelled out, making her way outside. "im going to kill you all!!!!" she said looking at sid, nate, ryan and brad. she did a fake start towards brad before going after nate, "come here nathaniel!" she screamed running after the man, who was, unfortunately, being outrun by a 5'4 semi-retired defenceman. "somebody help me here!" nate called out and sid began his dissent, but she was too quick and made her way after him. "you are so getting in that water!" she screamed, referring to a tradition the 5 of them had. a surprise morning swim in the cold water. "its cold!" one of the kids screamed and marie laughed. "perfect!" she grinned. ryan tapped nico, "lets get our girl." ryan said nodding towards the brunette and nico smiled. "lets get her." and the two made their way towards the water where she was running after the two. "no!" she screamed as ryan almost grabbed the girl. "don't you dare!" she said jumping a few feet away from him. thankfully with sid and nate being neighbors, she freely began her way towards their places with the group following her. nico was the one closest to and almost grabbed her as well but she took a step to her right and was out of reach, "alright i gotta do it myself!" brad announced jogging over and marie knew it was game over. "not the old man!" she gasped, earning a few chuckles.

it was not brad who got the girl but nico, who was immediately instructed to drop her off the dock and into the lake. she screamed, cried, and kicked but unsuccessfully as she felt water hit her back. as she came up, everybody else decided it would be a great idea to also jump in. she covered her head momentarily before splashing water in all directions, "you! you traitor!" she said with astonishment as nico tried to get closer. ryan dunked her before she could say anything else, and nico laughed with the rest of them. she came back up and pushed ryan, "rude!" "the princess of nova scotia is officially home!" brad said as he made his way towards her, ready to splash her as well.

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letsgetrowdy43 · 11 months

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My star

John Marino x broadway actress!reader

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user48 the spotlight looks so good on you

_Quinnhughes is the term 'Purr' appropriate as a compliment??

ynofficial very much so. yes. 🙂

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Ynofficial Playbill did an interview with me on my return to the spotlight, go give it a read!! link in bio <3

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ynofficial you already are my forever guilty pleasure 🤭

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Hey!! Can I request prompt number 24: “I had a nightmare” and prompt number 23: “I can’t sleep, can I stay here” for Gravy. Maybe something comfort!!

Your heart was racing as you woke with a start. The nightmare you just awoke from was still playing in your mind when you heard a knock at your front door. Your clock on your bed stand let’s you know that it’s one a.m.

Sliding out of bed, you wrap your blanket around yourself like a cloak and pad through your dark apartment to open your door.

You’re surprised to find your 6’5 neighbor that you’ve had a crush on crowding your doorway. “Ryan?” Your voice is raw as you say his name. Had you been yelling?

“Hey y/n, I know it’s late but I heard you screaming and I was worried about you…”

“Oh.” You flush from embarrassment. Ryan’s apartment is on the other side of your bedroom and you can only imagine what he’s heard through that wall. “I’m so sorry to wake you up I uh…I had a nightmare.” You admit sheepishly.

“You didn’t wake me up. I can’t sleep.” He assures you. “Can I stay here with you? Keep you company?”

You smile as you open the door wider so he can come in. “I’d like that.”

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New Jersey Three

Jack Hughes x Female Reader

This is chapter Three of Four

Can read chapter 1 | 2 here

Warning: Ex, fluff, cursing, Non supportive parents? Let me know if i missed any.

This has been in my draft for a while, I finally finished it.

word count: 1.7k

let me know what you guys think🤍

Today was New Year’s Eve, it’s always been a big celebration in Time Square except I didn’t want to go alone. This will be my first New Year’s Eve I’ve spent alone, ever since I was a kid, I was either with my parents and brother celebrating or in my teenage years I was partying with my friends.

This year was going to be different I just didn’t know exactly how. I talked to Luke earlier this morning and I had told him that I saw Jack yesterday, he was happy that we talk, he started jumping up and down which made me laugh, he even ran to tell his parents. I was happy that we finally talked again, I never should have waited a year to talk to him, but I guess running into him yesterday was meant to be.

I got ready for the day and decided to hang out on my couch and watch some movies. It was around 12 p.m. when I got a text from Jack asking if he could come over, I gave him my addressed and he said he would be right over.

I’m guessing he might want to talk more, we didn’t have a lot of time catching up yesterday, I just thought since it was New Year’s Eve he would have plans but I guess not.

About an hour later there was a knock on the door, it was Jack standing there smiling with two coffees.

“I brought you a coffee, do you still like cold brews?” he asked as he handed me the coffee

“I do, thank you” I replied smiling

We made our way to my living room and sat down on the couch.

“What brings you here? It’s New Year’s Eve I would have thought you’d have plans” I asked curiously

“I only have a team party tonight, I had time, thought I’d come over and we could catch up some more.” He said smiling

I’ve missed seeing that big smile of his.

“I’m okay with that”

“Did you still like going to Michigan? or did it make you want to leave even more?

“It wasn’t bad… but I was miserable, my friends were there but I still was following my dreams”

He nodded smiling

“well I am happy you’re in New York now”

“same here, how’s life been for you since you’ve been in Jersey?”

“pretty great, the team hasn’t been doing well but we’ve got some pretty great guys on the team”

“as long as you guys have a good group, I’m sure you could turn the season around”

“true, I still don’t think we’ll make the playoff’s this year though”

“There’s always next year Jack” I reassured him which made him smile.

“Do you have any plans for tonight?”

“Does drinking wine and watching movies count?” I ask making him laugh

“I guess it does but I was wondering if you wanted to come with me to the teams New Year’s Eve party”

I was surprise, this is only the second time seeing him in over a year, I didn’t expect him to invite me to meet his team already.

“are you serious?”

“Yeah why not, I’d love to have you there plus the guys that saw you yesterday… well more like PK wanted me to invite you”

“well we haven’t really been close in over a year and I don’t want to impose”

“trust me y/n you wouldn’t be imposing, plus everyone will love you, you’ve always been a social butterfly” he said making me chuckle

“Okay then… I’m in” I agreed smiling

“good, I can pick you up before, or you can bring your stuff to my apartment and get ready there if you want? It’s only going be Ty and I. we also have a guest bedroom if you want to spend the night.”

“if you and Ty really don’t mind me getting ready and staying the night it would be great actually, I’m guessing it’ll be hell trying to get an uber on New Year’s Eve” I said laughing

“probably” he chuckled

We spend the next 2 hours talking about our lives, what we’ve been up to since the last time we had seen each other, at around 5 p.m. I grabbed some my clothes for the party and to sleep in along with my makeup stuff, I put everything in a bag and grabbed my keys. Jack droves us his and Ty’s apartment after he picked us up some food.

Once we got there, he let himself in, you could tell this apartment building was new it looked modern. once we got in his apartment it was big, I was not surprise I mean two hockey players live here, there was no way I could ever afford a place like this.

“Y/n this is Ty, Ty this is Y/n” Jack introduced me to Ty

“Hey, it’s nice to meet you” I greeted Ty

“Hey, it’s nice to meet you too, I’ve heard a lot about you” Ty said smiling

I talked with both of them as we ate our food, once I was done Jack showed me where the bathroom was so I could start getting ready.

I did my makeup natural I didn’t want to go all out, since I was going to be meeting Jack’s team along with their families. I also decided to wear Black leather pants with a sparkly silver thank top that I would pair with some black boots along with a black crop blazer. It took me about an hour and a half before I was ready.

I made my way back to the living room with Jack and Ty, I saw Jack staring at me.

“what?” I asked chuckling

“Nothing, you look beautiful” he said making me blush

“Thank you” I smiled

“I ordered an Uber it should be here in 10 minutes” Ty told us

Jack and I both nodded as I joined them sitting on the couch.

Once the uber got here we made our way to the party.

I was still nervous to meeting everyone, but I knew Jack would have my back. Even after all these years I knew he’d always have my back no matter what.

Once we got there PK saw us and came over.

“Glad you guys could make it. You must be Y/n I’ve heard a lot about you” PK said

“It’s nice to meet you too” I said smiling.

“Make yourselves at home, drinks are in the kitchen” he said before leaving us there.

Jack introduced me to his teammates and their other half’s everyone was so sweet. Nico’s girlfriend Jenna (made up name) dragged me with her and the other girls.

“How long have you and Jack been dating?” Clare, Ryan graves girlfriend asked.

“Oh were not dating… I mean we used to when we were teenagers, but we broke up when he moved to Jersey” I said

“Oh sorry, it’s just Jack never brings any so we just thought maybe you were dating” she said embaressed.

“It’s fine don’t worry, were just friends” I said smiling. The girls nodded.

“Well from the way he looked at you, I can tell he really cares about you” Jenna said smiling.

I continued talking with the girl before they all went to find their better half’s since it was a few minutes before midnight.

“Hey” Jack said smiling when I made my way to him.

“Hey”

“You having fun?” he asked

“I really am, thanks for inviting me” I said smiling.

“I’m glad you said yes”

The countdown started

10…

9…

8…

7…

6…

5…

“Can I kiss you?” Jack asked I looked at him

4…

3…

2…

“yes” I said smiling

1…

Jack leaned in a kissed me. Our lips moved in sync. Everyone was cheering

“Happy new years y/n” Jack said smiling when we pulled away.

“Happy new years Jack”

We ended up making our way back to Jack’s apartment

We were just cuddling in his bed, both of us were smiling.

“This is a big city and we still happen to find each other again” I said smiling

“Maybe it was meant to be?” he said smiling before kissing me again.

“Maybe it was” I said smiling when he pulled away.

“I love you so much Y/n” he said nervously.

“I love you to Jack”

“Can we try this again?” he asked

“I’d love that” I said smiling, he smiled back.

“Can I take you on a date tomorrow night?”

“Yes, you can”

“Are families are going to be so happy” he said making me laugh.

“Oh definitely, Luke was begging me to tell you I moved here”

Jack chuckled.

“That does not surprise me one bit”

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senditcolton · 1 year

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happy happy birthday sweet nicole!!! may i request prompt 18 with one mister ryan graves? love you ❤️

starting off with this one because this is probably the only blurb where i recommend you actually listen to the song it's inspired by. (i was also watching crimson peak while writing this so... just imagine full on gothic romance and you'll be fine [you also get a quote to set the scene even more])

Woman, Eat Me Whole Ama Asantewa Diaka

The auditorium is nearly empty. The champagne had been drunk, speeches given, and the money given. Donated to whichever charitable cause that the New Jersey Devils organization was supporting tonight.

And you were left wondering why you even bothered to come in the first place.

Jack Hughes, of all people, invited you to attend this gala as his plus one. Just as friends, simply because he was desperate since he was left ‘dateless’ at the last minute. And you took pity on him, letting the young center bring you to the gala even though he managed to leave you as soon as one of the pretty socialites caught his attention.

You didn’t fault him for it. It was an unspoken part of the deal you two shared. You just wished he managed to be a better buffer between you and the person you wished you could forget. Your ex, Ryan.

Instead, here you were, sitting at an abandoned table in the room, fingers gently fidgeting with the edge of your phone case as you finish the last of your drink, debating whether to barter a ride from one of the remaining couples or suck it up and pay for an Uber yourself. You were so lost in your internal dilemma that you didn’t notice the presence come up next to you until an all too familiar voice broke the silence.

“Could I have this dance?”

You glance up and there he is. Looking as heartbreakingly handsome as you recall, the all-black suit highlighting his pale skin, his palm upturned towards you. A silent invitation in addition to the spoken.

“I haven’t seen you out on the dance floor the entire night,” you say, refusing to give a reply. Although as soon as those words were out of your mouth, you see the small twitch at the corner of Ryan’s lips and you realize that you gave yourself away. Told him in not so many words that your eyes had been following him throughout the night.

“I suppose I was waiting for the perfect partner,” he responds. “Would you be mine?”

His hand is still extended to you, empty and waiting. Your eyes flit up to his face, the sharp lines of his cheekbones and jawline highlighted in the flickering ballroom lights, the hazel of his eyes shining even brighter than you remember them.

This wasn’t a good idea. You knew that. Others would wonder what harm could come from a single dance, but you understood that if you allowed him to get close to you again, it would be harder to let him go.

You knew that.

And yet, before you could talk yourself out of it, your hand was reaching towards his. You hesitate for a brief moment, fingers curling back before extending again as you slide your hand into his outstretched palm.

His fingers curl around yours, a bare brush of his thumb across your knuckles as he leads you to the dance floor in the middle of the ballroom.

The beat of your heart is a fluttering mess, a caged bird wanting to fly as you step out onto the hardwood floor, your hand still placed in Ryan’s. He stops, guiding you to gently turn and face him, the hem of your dress gently sweeping across the floor.

Your hand falls from his as you two face each other, the space between you filled with trepidation. It is a moment where either of you could turn back, decide against this and leave the past buried, the way it’s meant to be.

But when Ryan extends his hand to you again, there is no hesitance this time as you place your hand in his. Your hands clasp together as Ryan lifts his arm before taking a small step towards you, his free hand slipping behind you, finding a respectful place on the center of your back.

Your own hand creeps up before you place it delicately on Ryan’s bicep, light as a feather. Your eyes once again jump to his, the lingering concern shown in your irises. However, Ryan dissuades your fears with a soft smile and there is no stopping the small gasp that leaves you as he pulls you closer.

Another breath, another moment before he begins to move. It is slow, perhaps a little stilted at first but soon you relax, falling into the ebb and flow of the music, relinquishing your control and allowing Ryan to guide you across the dance floor.

“You are strangely good at this,” you muse aloud, your own gaze darting around the room, seeing the other couples out on the floor with you simply swaying.

“It’s a gift,” he replies, which is not much of an explanation but it was one you were willing to overlook if it allowed you to remain in this fantasy with him. Ryan guides you into a gentle spin, letting your dress flow out around you before he sweeps you back into his arms.

“You look lovely tonight,” he whispers down to you. You don’t give a verbal reply, just a small duck of your head as you feel the heat threatening to creep up your neck as you and Ryan continue to dance. “You do,” he continues. “Just as beautiful as the day I first met you.”

“Ryan,” you murmur, your head spinning and heart skipping from the feeling of him so close to you again.

“I remember that day,” he continues, his voice soft, almost reverent. “I think about it every time I try and fall asleep. I see you everywhere.” You lean back, eyes once again connecting to his, watching as a soft melancholy smile pulls at his lips.

“You are doing a very good job at haunting me.”

“It was never my intention,” you whisper, acutely aware of the warmth of him palm against yours, the flex of his fingers against your waist.

“I know,” he replies, his voice just as soft as yours. “I don’t mind. It lets me know that I once had you. If only for a moment.”

“Ryan,” you say again, feeling him pull you closer to which you respond in kind, your hand moving from his upper arm to curl around his shoulder, the gravity of him impossible to resist. You feel him lean into you, his face mere inches from yours, your eyes wide and pleading. Pleading for what, you weren’t certain.

“I hate this,” he breathes out. “I hate that I was the one to let this end; that I made it seem like you weren’t enough. I hate that I made you the enemy, that your heart became the casualty.”

His words make your head spin, the tears to well in your eyes as he leans impossibly closer to you, his forehead touching yours.

“But more than anything,” he persists, “I hate that I need you like this… so desperately.”

You can feel the soft heat of his breath fanning across your cheeks, the subtle brush of his thumb against your jawline. The two of you stay there for a moment, the tension between you wound so tightly it could shatter; fragile as the porcelain of Ryan’s skin.

It is Ryan that moves first, your eyes closing, not wanting to wake up from this dream; the dream of him wanting you again. You expect to feel his lips against yours, no matter how much the rational part of your brain was screaming in protest. Instead, the delicate press of his lips falls gently onto skin of your forehead; a mere whisper of a kiss.

Your eyes open, your gaze following him as he takes a miniscule step back, the distance between your bodies widening once more along with the distance in your hearts.

“Why?” you plead, your own voice fracturing with the overflow of emotions pouring from you. It’s a single question, the answer to which was immense. But somehow, Ryan knew what you were asking, just as he always did.

“I refuse to put you though that pain again,” he explains. “Not for my own selfish reasons.”

A single crystal teardrop cascades from your eye, rolling down your cheek. The mournful smile remains on Ryan’s face as he sweeps the droplet off your skin, his touch lingering there, a phantom in its own right.

“I can only hope that in another life, I somehow managed to get it right.”

#nicole writes #trinity of terror prompt night #i hope you love it!#vampire boyfriend gets a gothic romance inspired blurb #i don't make the rules that's just how it goes #ryan graves blurb #ryan grave angst #new jersey devils blurb #nhl blurb #hockey blurb

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thomasschabot · 2 years

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ok let’s see if it i do this right,,,

(idk if this is considered a trope but imma do this one anyway) could i request pastrami on rye and a cured salami on white for our beloved ryan graves<3, and it’s like single dad!ryan with a teacher and they meet in like a classroom setting w fluff obv:)

thankyouuuu🤍

ryan <3

welcome to c's deli :))

Parent-Teacher conference night is your least favourite part of teaching.

One night a term you have to sit and explain to parents why their kid is a heathen or why they’re struggling to read at the second grade level, and then you have to sit with your tongue between your teeth as they scream at you, informing you that their child in an angel and it must be your fault they act like that. You know in every instance that isn’t the case — the rapid temperment of the parents is indicative of more than they realize — but it wears on you. Only so much abuse can be taken before you’re thinking about finding another profession.

A glance at the clock tells you there’s only one more interview slot before the night is over. The parents you’re supposed to be meeting with currently were a no show, so you’re taking the sudden leisure time to tidy up the classroom for the morning. There’s a quiet knock on the door, and when you turn around to welcome whoever has arrived there’s already a kid barreling toward you.

“Miss, Miss!” Dorian, the quiet new boy who holds a special place in your heart with his lopsided glasses and toothy grin, squeals excitedly. “Come meet my dad!”

Before you can even open your mouth to respond a little hand has clasped your wrist and begins to drag you towards the door. Just inside the threshold there’s a rather large man who’s shaking his head, but in bemusement instead of exasperation. “Dor,” he says gently as he crouches down to be eye level with his son, “You always have to ask someone if you can touch them before you do, okay? Some people don’t like touch as much as we do.”

The small boy nods, pushes his glasses up the bridge of his nose, and without any prompting from his father turns to you and apologizes.

“Sorry Miss.”

Your heart expands at the sight of the kind child in front of you, and you stoop down to his level to give your response. “It’s alright Dorian. Thank you for apologizing,” you say before nodding to the classroom library in the corner. “Why don’t you see if there’s a book you’d like to sign out while I talk to you dad for a few minutes?”

The pitter patter of juvenile running shoes echoes off the linoleum, and you share a look of endearment with the boy’s father. Before you can introduce yourself the raven-haired man is extending his hand. “I’m Ryan.”

You tell him your name as the handshake is completed, and then gesture for him to sit in the chair opposite your own. “There really isn’t much to say about Dorian,” you chuckle. “He’s the perfect kid. Gets his work done, helps others, and is respectful. He’s above grade level in every subject. I hope you’re as proud of him as I am.”

Ryan smiles, and you notice it’s the same toothy grin his son sports. “I am,” he assures you, “Dor is great, teaches me things all the time. It’s just the two of us, and I’m away for work a lot, so I worry that he isn’t as adjusted to things as the other kids his age are.”

Before you can think, you just do, and place your hand gingerly but sincerely on top of Ryan’s. “You’re doing a wonderful job, and seem to be incredibly involved in Dorian’s development regardless of how often you’re away. He’s lucky to have a dad like you.”

There’s a split second where your eyes meet his, and a flicker ignites in your belly. Ryan is incredibly attractive, emotionally vulnerable, and everything you could dream of in a partner even if he is a stranger. It’s obvious he felt something too, because he doesn’t pull his hand away after a respectable amount of time has elapsed.��

“We were going to get ice cream after this, would you like to come? I know it’s probably incredibly unprofessional, but Dorian adores you and I’d like to get to know the person who makes him excited about learning.”

It is unprofessional, you know what could happen if the school administration catches wind of it, but you’re drawn to the little boy and his father more than you care to admit. “I’d like that a lot,” you say sheepishly, “I just have to lock up.”

Ryan smiles and nods, and then calls out to his son. “Dor, bud! Is it okay if your teacher joins us for ice cream?”

The boy jumps up excitedly, rambling about how you most certainly can join the pair of them and asking you if he can bring home the book he started during the meeting. You agree, on the stipulation he brings it back in the morning, and you let the Graves boys walk ahead of you through the halls and out the door. Ryan looks back at you and smiles, and all you can think is that your life just got a whole lot brighter.

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