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You and Will Smith grew up side by side in your small Massachusetts town-best friends who became everything to each other. But when he left for the big leagues and you stayed behind, life took you both in wildly different directions. Years later, grief pulls you back to the surface when your dad dies, and the last person you expect to call is Will. But he shows up. And suddenly you're back to sharing silence, laughter, pain, and the old promise that maybe you'd find your way back to each other someday. It's messy. It's honest. It's holding onto the people who know you when you don't know yourself.

„It was love at first sight, that's why I showed you the real me" _-_-_-_-_ Being Collin Graf's twin has never been easy. Living in his shadow comes with expectations she never asked for. But when a certain cute, blond Swedish hockey player with irresistible dimples unexpectedly skates into her life, everything starts to look a little brighter.

It's just a bunch of hockey imagines of players I'm currently obsessed with at the moment! there will be slow updates. I'll try to post as much as possible, but no promises.

it's the little things that get to him. the way she remembers his favorite snacks, the way she gently teases him when he's being serious, and how she gets a little shy when they share a moment of silence. will doesn't know how to explain it-but every moment with her feels like something he wants to hold onto forever.

Raised on hockey rinks and lifelong friendships, Clara Hayes thought she understood what it meant to stay. As a photographer for the San Jose Sharks, she's surrounded by the game that shaped her-and by people who feel like home. But when her quiet connection with Macklin Celebrini begins to blur the lines between friendship and something more, it starts to mean choosing growth over comfort, and love over fear.

You showed up to the Tank in your favorite Sharks jersey, expecting nothing more than a good view and maybe an overtime win. But during warm-ups, William Eklund skates by, eyes locking with yours through the glass-and he doesn't look away. He slows, smirks, and taps his stick right in front of you, like it's a challenge. The air crackles. Every game after, he finds you. A look here, a smirk there-his gaze lingering like a secret. You weren't planning on becoming his favorite distraction, but now? He's making it very clear he wants to be yours, too.