Hockey Imagines
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BRENDAN The first on-ice time after a rest is always when I realize, anew, that I feel simply better with my skates on: more alive, more myself. It's like someone wiped away the dust over the glass I see the world trough: everything is more vivid. ... The Coach calls me and talks directly my duty: "We already know Jesperi is able to play with us." He says. I translate 'he is able' in: 'we need him desperately', but I don't say a word and the coach goes on: "But I doubt Weiner can stand the pressure." I ask the next question even if I already know the answer, because you know, it's first day and the two guys are so new: "You want me just to verbal stress them, or do I get physical?" The coach looks at me, bored: "Am I breathing?" He asks. I grin. SERENA I keep walking, but the blond guy remark stings. Of course I'm not his type. I bet he likes petite blondes showing thin floss-between-ass-cheeks selfies on social and thinner sense of humor. He's not my type, either. I'd rather tall men with dangerous look. I've never been on pretty blond guys with boyish grin. I like the Jason Momoa type and if I had to break my no-date rule it would be with someone like... Ok. Who am I lying to? In my rules book, number zero is about no sex... aaand.... I'm not going there. ... I freeze. I'm doing the math: hot guys, broad shoulders, necks large as jaws, broken noses, big egos... I turn around and stare at the office entrance just while the black-haired, angel-faced guy pushes the glass door and enter the office reception. BEFORE YOU GET STARTED: Sex scenes are explicit. If you're under eighteen or too sensitive, please don't read. English is not my native language, I improved it by writing this fanfic, please let me know where I got it wrong and please, comment, so I will improve! I had fun writing, I hope you'll have fun too!Complete
NHL Imagines
These imagines were written by me, on my main Tumblr blog. I do *not* give you any permission to use, repost, or rewrite my work (with or without credit), so, please, don't do it. [There are absolutely no descriptions of race, body type, or even type of hair in these imagines when it comes to the reader. Hope you enjoy them.] * = SmutComplete
My Hockey Fics
Here's a second backup for my Tumblr stuff! Hope you like it! I changed fandoms a couple of times and thought it would have been easier to just make two books...Complete
ROOMMATES, luke hughes
𝘋𝘌𝘚𝘗𝘌𝘙𝘈𝘛𝘌 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦-𝘈𝘭𝘦𝘹𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘨𝘶𝘺𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘱𝘶𝘵 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘨𝘶𝘺𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘓𝘶𝘬𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘑𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘏𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘦𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦.Complete
NHL imagines
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Magcon/Omaha Imagines
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BRENDAN The first on-ice time after a rest is always when I realize, anew, that I feel simply better with my skates on: more alive, more myself. It's like someone wiped away the dust over the glass I see the world trough: everything is more vivid. ... The Coach calls me and talks directly my duty: "We already know Jesperi is able to play with us." He says. I translate 'he is able' in: 'we need him desperately', but I don't say a word and the coach goes on: "But I doubt Weiner can stand the pressure." I ask the next question even if I already know the answer, because you know, it's first day and the two guys are so new: "You want me just to verbal stress them, or do I get physical?" The coach looks at me, bored: "Am I breathing?" He asks. I grin. SERENA I keep walking, but the blond guy remark stings. Of course I'm not his type. I bet he likes petite blondes showing thin floss-between-ass-cheeks selfies on social and thinner sense of humor. He's not my type, either. I'd rather tall men with dangerous look. I've never been on pretty blond guys with boyish grin. I like the Jason Momoa type and if I had to break my no-date rule it would be with someone like... Ok. Who am I lying to? In my rules book, number zero is about no sex... aaand.... I'm not going there. ... I freeze. I'm doing the math: hot guys, broad shoulders, necks large as jaws, broken noses, big egos... I turn around and stare at the office entrance just while the black-haired, angel-faced guy pushes the glass door and enter the office reception. BEFORE YOU GET STARTED: Sex scenes are explicit. If you're under eighteen or too sensitive, please don't read. English is not my native language, I improved it by writing this fanfic, please let me know where I got it wrong and please, comment, so I will improve! I had fun writing, I hope you'll have fun too!
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