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yourfavewriteress · 2 years

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about that work crush (chapter 11) | jamie benn

Teaser: "You’re the most stubborn person I know."

The energy in the rink was palpable. You could see fans crying with joy as soon as Tyler let off the game-winning goal. The boys were in the second overtime against the New York Islanders, and the game had been neck-to-neck since the puck drop.

You had a good feeling the entire day. The entire team was ecstatic but focused leading up to the game, you had no concerns about anyone. From what you could tell, the Stars were having a hell of a season. All led by the Captain himself.

You had to keep your PDA to a minimum when at the arena, especially on a game night. But, when Jamie's first stop after getting dressed and one-wording his way through media was you, it was hard not to grin at him like a lovesick puppy.

“Guys, that game was incredible, we have to celebrate!” Tyler exclaimed from behind you, interrupting your opportunity to shower Jamie with compliments and congratulations.

“We actually have plans,” Jamie said, smiling down at you. Your face was hot, because he was referring to your long-awaited plans to have all of Jamie. Days had gone by since the original plan, but something always seemed to come up. Not something, someone. Not someone, everyone.

You loved the team. And, you loved Jamie's dedication to the team. But sometimes, you just wanted Jamie to yourself. Since everyone on the team now knew you were dating, guys were beginning to see it as less of a barrier to hang out with their Captain off the ice. Dates turned into double-dates, turned into hours of socializing that tired you out by the time you got to either of your places. It never felt like the right time for either of you.

It seemed like tonight would be that night. Even with the excitement of the game, Jamie made it clear he wasn't going to let anything trump your planned nightcap.

“Oh, come on,” Tyler scoffed. “Can you guys bang another night?”

“Excuse you, Tyler,” You replied. “Who said we were going to bang?”

You narrowed your eyes at Jamie as his smile grew wider. "Come on, I would never."

“Please come out tonight, both of you,” Tyler pleaded. “You both played a very big part in our win tonight so you both deserve to let loose. Especially you, Y/N. Are you really gonna say no to free drinks? I would say they're on me, but we all know none of us are paying a dime after this win.”

“You make a good case,” You sighed, crossing your arms over your chest. It always started like this. Tyler, or someone else, with their big pleading eyes, and promise of alcohol, made it so hard to turn down a night out. You managed to always leave it up to Jamie. These were his teammates, and you were sure the only reason you were included in these invites was because of him. When was the last time anyone invited Dan out?

“Can you give us a sec?” Jamie asked Tyler. Tyler nodded, but not before begging once more.

“Relentless,” You said.

“His best quality,” Jamie laughed. “It’s up to you. What do you want to do?”

“Uhm, I dunno,” You shrugged. “You played in the game, I think you should decide.”

“Tyler’s not going to let it go,” He mumbled.

“I mean, it was a pretty big win tonight, so if you want to celebrate, I can’t blame you.”

“Well, what do you want?”

"Is it really about what I want right now? Am I the captain of the team that just won?"

He rolled his eyes, "Stop."

“I don’t think Tyler would just let me go home. I’m sure he probably has my keys,” You joked. “And, if you would like to go out instead, that’s fine. We can just hang out with everyone, I guess.”

“Really?” The elation on his face said it all. Even if you did want to head home, now you would know his first choice was the team.

“Yeah, sure.”

“Alright, I’ll let Tyler know.”

“Okay, I’m gonna grab my stuff,” You turned on your heel before he could even respond, rolling your eyes in the process.

Jamie was too absorbed to notice, immediately turning around to meet Tyler who had been watching your conversation. Tyler was surprised to see the smile on Jamie's face, since he had been watching yours intently when you were talking to his teammate.

"You're coming?"

"Yeah, she's just grabbing her stuff."

"She wants to come?" Tyler furrowed his eyebrows in confusion.

"Yes, she said so," Jamie shrugged. "We're probably not gonna be out for long but I wouldn't want to miss it."

"Well, I'm glad," Tyler brushed it off as he and Jamie went to get there rest of the guys on board.

While in your office, you gave yourself a pep talk to get through the night. These were your friends. they just won an intense game and are on cloud 9. You helped them get there. You deserve this. Yes, you would rather be underneath your boyfriend. But, good things come to those who wait. Don't take this out on Jamie. You decided not to tell him how much you didn't want to be out tonight.

You planted yourself at the bar as soon as the beginning casualties were over. You had already downed a beer with the guys, and were feening for your next drink.

"Hey," You heard in your ear before a familiar smell swarmed you. "Why'd you run away?"

You leaned into Jamie as he stood in the space next to your chair. "Heels, I just wanted a seat. And, a drink."

"You sure?"

You nodded, not feeling like finding words to lie more about what you were truly feeling. Jamie needed to celebrate, not babysit you. "Go, I'm fine. I'll be right here."

His eyes searched your face for a moment before he pressed a kiss to your lips. "I'll be back in a few."

He wasn't, in fact, back in a few. You watched him take shots with the guys, and if you weren't so annoyed at your circumstance, you would have melted at how happy he looked. Maybe that's why you couldn't say anything. This was his night, especially after all the shit he had been taking from reporters lately. He hadn't laughed like this in a week.

After wallowing in your sad- and drunkenness, you decided that the best thing you could do is go home to your house, change into your old PJs, and curl up in bed. You wanted to be alone, now.

To add to the very depressing moment, when you pulled your phone out to order yourself an Uber, you found that it was dead.

“What’s wrong with you?” Tyler asked, sitting next to you at the bar.

“My phone died and I would like an Uber home,” You huffed.

“What? Why?” He asked.

“I need you to get a girlfriend so that I can vent to someone without worrying about what you’re going to say to Jamie.”

“You can tell me anything, Y/N. I tell you all my secrets in our sessions, and I don't hear Jamie throwing them in my face, so,” He rolled his eyes. “What’s wrong?”

“Jamie and I were supposed to spend some quality time together tonight,” You admitted. “And, I was excited because I don’t know, I’ve been thinking about it. But, I don't think it's happening. For some reason, that makes me feel like shit right now. Not for 'some' reason, the reason is this," You pointed to your fourth drink.

“Your plan was for tonight after the game?” You nodded. “Shit, I'm sorry. I think I might be responsible.”

“No, you’re not because you didn’t make the plan. He was just like, what do you want to do? And, obviously I saw that he wanted to come so who am I to try and stop him?”

“Y/N,” Tyler sighed. “He’s probably focused on the team.”

“That kind of makes me feel worse, Tyler.”

“That’s not what I mean,” He said. “Obviously, you’re important to him and I’m 100% sure this night was supposed to be important, too. But, it was a big win for not only the team, but also Jamie. He got his second hat trick of the season, and that’s big after how we’ve all been playing. He might be on a high right now.”

You looked over at Jamie who was laughing with a drink in his hand, talking with a few of the guys.

“Still, he didn’t even acknowledge that- you know what, forget it. I'm not even mad at him, I want him to stay and celebrate. You're right, he deserves it. Can you just get me an Uber home?” You asked. “Please, Tyler, as my friend.”

“Are you going to say bye to him?” Tyler asked, pulling out his phone from his pocket.

“He’ll be fine,” Youmumbled, stealing another glance at Jamie. “You'll make sure he gets home, right? I really want to get out of here.”

“I’m sorry you didn’t have a good night.”

“No, I did, don’t worry. I’m just drunk and sad right now and it’s not a good combo. I know myself, and I know I need to be home in bed.”

“I get it, but are you sure you can get home? If you’re not gonna tell Jamie, at least let me make sure you’re good. I’ll go with you.”

“Tyler, I’m fine. And, you played amazing tonight so you should go have fun, too.” You smiled, patting his shoulder. “Did you order it?”

“Yeah, two minutes,” He said. “I’ll come out with you.”

“No, it’s okay. I know the car and plate, go have fun.”

“You’re the most stubborn person I know,” He said, hugging you. “I’ll see you tomorrow night at practice. Text me when you make it, okay?”

“Yeah, see you.” You grabbed your stuff before making your way out of the bar. You slid your sweater on and waited for the Uber to arrive outside.

“Y/N?” You heard from behind you. Shit. “Y/N.”

You turned on your heel, facing Jamie. “Hey, I was just heading home.”

“Okay,” He trailed off. “Were you going to say anything to me or just disappear?”

“Not going to lie, I planned on disappearing,” You nodded. “And texting when I got home.”

He searched your face for a few seconds before bringing his hand up to scratch his beard. “I’m a little drunk so you might have to help me out here. Did I do something wrong?”

“I’m just calling it a night for myself. You should go have fun with the guys,” You told him.

"That didn't answer my question. Tyler told me to come out here and talk to you because something’s up. And, I agree,” He responded. “What happened from when we were in the arena to right now? I’m sorry, but I’m really trying to think of what I did.”

“You didn’t do anything,” You sighed. “Jamie, I’m drunk, too and I really just want to go home.”

“I thought we had plans though,” He said. “You were coming over?”

“You still want to do that while we’re both drunk?” You raised your eyebrows at him.

“What do you mean? Hold on, is that why? Because we’re with the guys right now?” He asked.

“I assum-” You were cut off by a car pulling over next to you, honking. The car and license plate both matched the Uber Tyler called you. “That’s my Uber.”

“Y/N, I’m trying to figure out what’s going on right now. Are you really gonna leave?”

“What do you want me to do? He’s here,” You mumbled, running your hands through your hair tiredly. “I’ll see you tomorrow, seriously, Jamie. There's no issue.”

“Y/N, come on,” He pleaded, stepping closer. “Talk to me.”

“Jamie, everything’s fine. I really just want to go home,” You sighed, looking up at him.

“Okay, I’m not gonna hold you, because you clearly don’t want to talk,” He stepped back, motioning to the car. “Can you at least let me know when you’re safe?”

“Yeah,” You nodded. “Have fun.”

You let out a breath you didn't know you were holding when you closed the car door behind you.

"All good?"The driver asked. You nodded, signaling it was okay to drive off. You watched Jamie stand there while you pulled away.

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When you pulled into work the next day, you weren't surprised to see Jamie's car parked in his spot. And, Jamie inside. You assumed he had been waiting for you to come in, since you didn't respond to him after sending a simple "Home." text the night before. For someone who wasn't mad, you sure acted like it.

You parked, and gathered your things before opening your car door. Jamie did the same, and you knew what was coming.

“Hey, I’m already running late,” You said walking towards the doors as he approached you.

“Wait,” He moved, reaching for your wrist. “Can you give me 5 minutes?”

“Yes, Jamie?” You turned around.

“I just want to talk. You’re mad at me and I have no idea why,” He said. “How can I fix this if you won’t even tell me what I did?”

“It’s not a big deal, I’m not mad at you.”

“What were you gonna say before your Uber came?” He asked. “I asked you if the reason why you were upset was because we were with the team.”

“I don’t remember, Jamie. I was drunk.”

“Well, I remember because you were about to tell me why you can’t even look me in the eyes right now. I’m really lost here,” He admitted.

“Hey, guys,” Both our heads snapped to Klingberg who was making his way inside the building.

“Hi, John,” You smiled.

“How’s it going?” Jamie asked him.

“Pretty good. I’ll see you guys in there,” You both nodded and watched as Klingberg disappeared inside. Jamie looked back at you, raising his eyebrows.

“I was going to say that I assumed you didn’t think our plans were important, and that’s why you wanted to go out,” You admitted after a few moments.

“Not important, are you serious? You think I wouldn’t prioritize the first time we have sex?” He furrowed his eyebrows down at you. “Babe, when I asked you if you wanted to go out, I always planned on taking you home, too. I was never going to get that drunk enough to fuck up our plans.”

“Well, that’s not how it felt,” You said, looking down. “Now, I feel like a fucking idiot.”

“I wish you would have asked me, instead of assuming I forgot about you.” He said, stepping closer to you. “I've been waiting for last night, too. No offense to them, but if you wanted me to pick only one, you and we would have been at my house, without a doubt.”

“Oh, my god,” You groaned. “This was the most childish thing I’ve done.”

“Hey,” Jamie whispered, making me look up at him. “You’re right, I should’ve been more clear about the plans, I can see how it looked.”

“I’m sorry I didn’t say anything.”

Jamie wrapped his arms around your shoulders, pulling me into his chest. “Doesn’t matter anymore. We're okay.”

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toasttt11 · 1 month

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missed you

May 18, 2022

Livia rubbed her eyes leaning her head off the glass of the plane window. She was heading back home after the Stars had gotten out of the playoffs during game seven.

She was excited to be home and she did just get to see her parents and brother as they came out to see a few of her playoffs games but she was most exicted to see her best friend Wyatt, as she hasn’t seen him since she played in Toronto in March but that was the only time she saw him since she left for Dallas in September. It’s the longest they have ever went of not seeing each other.

Livia had seen Luke in January when she played the red wings but she only saw him that once since August.

Livia also hasn’t seen her two best friends together and the three all being together in a long time and she truly misses the days she saw them everyday and spent all day together, she misses her boys and facetime can only do so much.

Livia stood up as the plane as landed and threw on her back pack and purse and grabbed her suitcase from the overhead and walked down the aisle of the plane.

She had a hoodie on and a hat so no one was recognizing her, while she does love the fans but she’s not the biggest social person so it’s not something she loves all the time.

Livia walked through the airport and to the pick up lot where her parents told her they would be. She looked over and her mouth dropped in shock as she realized they weren’t here to pick her up but Wyatt was.

“Livy!” Wyatt grinned widely seeing his best friend and the girl he’s been in love with since the first day of kindergarten.

Livia let out a giggle and hurried over to him she dropped her suitcase handle and quickly wrapped her arms around his neck tightly. Wyatt’s hands automatically wrapped around her and spun them around both of them laughing happily.

Wyatt gently set her back down on the floor and she looked up through her lashes and Wyatt was just in awe, he has always known she’s absolutely beautiful but she seems to get more beautiful every time he sees her.

“Hi.” Livia beamed at her best happily, her nose scrunching from her smile being so wide.

“Hi.” Wyatt happily chuckled out just staring at her with a large smile.

Wyatt gently pulled her into another hug, “I missed you Livy.” Wyatt whispered softly resting his chin on her shoulder and closing his eyes.

Wyatt hated this season and hated playing hockey with out his best friend and it was so odd to play on not be on the ice with Livia, he couldn’t wait till he joined her in Dallas and they get to play together again.

“I missed you too.” Livia softly whispered back, She had missed Luke terribly when he moved away and stopped playing with Wyatt and her but not playing with Wyatt was like playing with out a hand and she hated how there was always a void where she wanted Wyatt to be, she didn’t understand why she misses Wyatt more than she does Luke.

“Come on, let’s get you home Livy.” Wyatt smile couldn’t have left his face since he saw her. He threw his arm around her shoulder and grabbed her suitcase. Livia smiled happily leaned her head on his shoulder as they walked and Wyatt leaned down pressing a soft kiss of the top of her head that’s covered from her hoodie.

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puckinginsane · 1 year

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Captain Intensity on the bench

#jamie benn #dallas stars #nhl imagine #captain intensity

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hockey-x-imagines · 2 years

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Made to Last || Tyler Seguin/Jamie Benn Pt. 22

A/N: I'm thinking there's going to be just 1 or 2 more parts to this story unless y'all want more. I definitely cried writing this.

Song Inspo: Made to Last by Issues & You're Not Sorry Taylor Swift

Paring: Tyler x Reader Jamie x Reader

Warnings: Cussing, angst

Word Count: 1216

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Y/N's P.O.V.

Last night you cried yourself to sleep, mourning the relationship you and Tyler once had. You came to a conclusion, whether you and Jamie work out or not, you still have to have this conversation with Tyler. Just the thought of what you're about to tell the man you used to think you were going to spend the rest of your life with guts you. Part of you wishes you could be a chicken shit and do this over the phone. As you wait for the door to open you try to collect your thoughts.

"Y/N now's not really a good time." Tyler's greeting is laced with annoyance. Not exactly the greeting you were hoping for. Though you can't really say you're surprised.

"Tell Nessa to put some clothes on, or tell her to wait. We need to have this conversation, and we need to have it now. I also need to get the rest of my things." Maybe this conversation will be easier than you thought. Rolling his eyes, Tyler steps to the side inviting you in.

"So this is it?" He asks.

"Tyler, I've wasted all this time waiting and hoping you'd come around. I've been giving out chances and every time all you do is let me down. And it's taken me this long to figure it out. You're thinking we'll be fine, because every time you fuck up I come running back, but not this time around. Could've loved you all my life if you hadn't left me waiting in the cold. You had me crawling for your love, and it never would've gone away. You used to shine so bright, but I watched all of it fade You can tell me you're sorry, but I don't believe you like I did before. I don't want to hurt anymore. It's not just me I have to look out for anymore. Part of me was hoping we'd work out for our child, but you accusing me of cheating, and you running back to the arms of Nessa the second something seemed off between us is the last straw. So you don't have to worry about the 2 of us anymore. I'm done, we're done. The baby and I deserve so much better and more than you could ever give." You were proud of yourself, not a single tear was shed.

"I'm sorry." That's all he had to say. After 2 and a half years, all he had to say was he was sorry. You had hoped that maybe he would've shown that he still cared, but he didn't.

"You're not, but that's okay. I'm really sorry. I'll grab my things and be out of your hair." You reach in your back pocket and grab the ring he gave you, "give this to someone you really want forever with, not because you feel guilty." With that, you go collect your things.

"What are you doing here?" Nessa hisses. Lovely.

"Don't worry you dumb bitch I'm just here to get my shit and go." You can't see what Tyler sees in her, maybe she's got a pussy of gold. That's the only thing that would be appealing about her.

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Tyler's P.O.V.

"Y/N, before you go I feel like I need to give my side." Right now seemed like the best time to come clean. She's already leaving me, not that I blame her.

"It's not going to change anything Ty, I've made my mind up, and seeing Nessa here just cemented my choice."

"What I have to say is only going to make things worse." I take a deep breath, " I can't tell you why or when but I lost feelings for you, and around that time I started seeing Nessa again. I know it was wrong, but I just didn't see a way out. I figured if I was a big enough dick eventually you would've left me like you're doing now. I really am sorry I thought hurting you was the best option. That being said, you can drop the whole pregnancy facade." The look on Y/N's face tells me I struck a nerve.

"You're a fucking idiot." Is all she had to say before slamming my door in my face. We hadn't been having a lot of sex in the first place with her being stabbed and all, so there was no way she is pregnant with my child. There was a small voice in the back of my head telling me she wouldn't lie about something like that, but I refused to believe her. If I believed her, that makes me an even bigger asshole than I intended to be.

A knock on the door pulls me out of my thoughts. Maybe Y/N forgot something? She's about the only person I could think of that would knock. To my surprise it's Jamie.

"Why the hell are you knocking?" I ask.

"We need to have a little chat." Something is off in his tone. My gut tells me whatever he's about to say isn't going to be something I like. Stepping to the side I let him in. "I've done a lot of thinking and I feel it's best that I tell you how I'm feeling." What the hell is he talking about?

"Okay? If you're about to tell me what a shitty person I am, Y/N did a pretty good job of that already, and sadly I don't give a shit." There is a small part of me that does feel bad for the shit I've done, but I don't really care.

"I'm glad she did. Tyler you fucked up, bad. But I'm not here to yell at you. I've already told Y/N, but I feel like you deserve to know that I'm in love with her." What. The. Fuck. "I don't know why or when but I'm in love with her. Like I said I already told her, and if she decided to have me, I'm going to treat her right."

"How long have you 2 been fucking?" Logically I know Jamie wouldn't do that to me, but right now I'm not thinking logically. Of all the people I could see Y/N moving on with, I never would've thought it'd be my best friend. I thought she'd leave Texas and I'd never see her again. That's what made this so easy. Seeing her happy and thriving is something I don't know if I can handle.

"You're a fucking idiot. You know better than that. She was or is madly in love with you, she would've never done you dirty the way you've done her dirty. I was happy to sit back and let you two be happy, but you went a fucked up again. So now if she'll let me, I'm going to step up to the plate and treat her the way you should've from the start."

"So you're just going to throw away our friendship over a little bit of pus-," before I could finish my sentence his fist connected with my jaw.

"You are the only person to blame for our friendship being what it is now. And don't you ever talk about Y/N that way. We both know she's more than that." I haven't seen Jamie this pissed since the morning Y/N left the first time.

#Tyler Seguin #tyler seguin fic #tyler seguin one shot #tyler seguin imagine #tyler seguin imagines #tyler x reader #jamie benn #jamie benn imagine #jamie benn fic #jamie benn x reader #made to last #imagine #nhl imagine #hockey imagine #dallas stars #dallas stars fic

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midnightsnyx · 1 year

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allie's writing guide

requests are currently open.

what i write

reader x character

one shots/drabbles

imagines

alternative universes

social media au’s

headcanons

who i write

RPF: hockey players x reader

I don’t write for the following players but this is also subject to change! I may add players or take players off this list for various reasons.

auston matthews

patrick kane

jamie benn

carter hart

vince dunn

dillon dubé

michael mcleod

cal foote

alex formenton

nearly anyone over 21 unless it’s platonic is fair game, but again, this list is subject to change.

criminal minds

aaron hotchner

spencer reid

the last of us

joel miller

sentence starters here & here & here I don’t write smut/NSFW.

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dexandnursey · 1 year

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does anyone know of a tyler seguin/jamie benn high school au fic which possibly was like a Friday night lights au over 40k words they do it for the first time in a pick up truck???

I cannot find it anywhere and I’m starting to think I’ve imagined it

would have been pre-2018 most likely pre-2017

#please help #bennguin #tyler/jamie #tyler seguin x jamie benn #hockey rpf #fic rec #fic search #I am going craaaazy trying to find this fic #at this point I’d just like confirmation it existed

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gildedmuse · 10 months

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So, most the One Piece fans in my life have been discussing the live action series, and, surprisingly, most with a hopeful tone. Which is great because, seriously, I'm too old and close to death to deal with either of the following preemptive attitudes:

"Look, I know trailer footage is not only often unfinished but not even always what gets included in the final project but based purely off the smallest of moments contained in this purely commercialized content, I can definitely state with absolutely no doubt that due to minor detail, the whole thing sucks"

"This will be just like I imagined it including all the changes I would make to canon that have never once been hinged at by those in charge, I just know it's going to be not just as awesome as I have created in my mind but even betyeyr and there is absolutely no way they'd ever make the slightest change that would somehow immediately ruin the entire property retroactively for me!"

The fact that most the people I interactive with are taking a positive but grounded attitude instead of determinedly antagonist or unhinged optimism is just... Nice. Really, really nice.

Most our discussions regard general aesthetic and what we think these creative choices indicate for the show, but there has been one area where 95% of all feedback has been glowly positive, and that is the actors. Seriously, every sneak peak trailer reveal brings about more fan-gushing from the bleachers (related note, this means that any characters we haven't seen gets more and more nails bitten short. Like, why haven't I seen the Benn Beckman? This is actually really important to me.)

This has lead to a lot of excitement for potential future cast members, including from the boys at my work. Which.... They are definitely fans, there is no denying that, but like... I don't think of as "those kinds of fans" .

But I'm always happy to be proven wrong.

AnimeDub Fan Coworker: I've never seen a more perfect live action adaptation than Mihawk in the trailer. The word. The eyes. The facial hair. Like damn.

Manga/Anime Fan Coworker: The cast looks so fucking on. I know this will never get a season 2, but if it did, the absolute dream would be for Jamie Lee Curtis to play Kureha.

Me: Yes, please. She's on my list of Characters I Have To See In Live Action. It's Law (obviously), Kid & Killer but particularly Killer, Ace of course, Robin because ROBIN, and Kureha who, yeah, is on the list cuz I want JLC or equivalent.

AD Fan: You just went off about how Garp was too hot but are cool with Jamie Lee Curtis as Kureha?

Me: Yeah, because unlike Garp, Kureha is canonically smoking.

AD Fan: Agree to disagree.

M/A Fan: They'll probably go for no names again like they did for this cast, but dream casting would be Alexandra Daddario as Robin. Boom.

M/A Fan: *With absolutely no further promoting from me* Ooooooh I got another fake casting. This one's for Kid. Cameron Monaghan.

M/A Fan: He's played crazy before too. And he's really good at it. He was pretty much "the Joker" in the show Gotham. AND he was the gay brother on Shameless. So he can totally be pirate married to Killer!

Me: *Desperately trying to remember when I mentioned in my work chat - that includes a few non-geeks, like not just not OP fans but just straight up not up with geek culture - that Kid and Killer were Pirate Married, a phrase which is very much so mine.*

Me: *Decides it doesn't matter and just gives self a point to converting yet another normal fan straight boy around to the correct view of Kid and Killer's relationship.* Now we just need someone who can pull off the perfect 80 glam rock star AND NHL defense player and we have two more Supernoves cast and ready to go.

I don't know how I keep convincing these straight boys who have probably never read a fanfic in their lives to get behind Kid/Killer as canonical Pirate Husbands, but when one of the major considerations for fan-casting is, "would Mina find him suitable gay with Killer?" you know you've won. I'm not sure what exactly, but it's definitely a win.

#this post is mostly for me #and for everyone out there who has ever had that sweet victory of convincing a nonshipper/nonfanfic inclined individual #that despite all realistic canon expectations #two characters are just super gay for each other #hey the Good Omens fandom did it; all hope is not lost #Kid x Killer #They're pirate husbands ya'll #pirate husbands #I clearly use that phrase too often if my coworkers have picked up on it #I did for a while wonder if when someone repeated it back if they truly understood that I didn't just mean that they're loyal and crewmates #'Oh you mean 'pirate husbands' like Shanks & Benn or Roger & Rayleigh?'#As a matter of fact yes that is exactly how I meant it #In that I am directly implying all those characters be fucking. Each other.#(not all at once obviously.... though Shanks would probably be down for that.... maybe not with Roger. Unless timetravel. Then yeah 100%)#one piece #one piece live action #one piece as as family activity!#/work activity #one piece casting #eustass kid #killer one piece #MurderChild #Still having trouble with a solid ship name for these two #when the normies join the fun #PS: yes everyone else in the work chat hated us #Don't care got coworkers to admit Kid and Killer be married #It's a good day when your friends accept the gay #amusing musings

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girlfriendline · 1 year

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wow jamie benn got away with a dirty play right in front of the net that stopped a scoring chance?

shocking.

who could have imagined. certainly not us.

#wild lb

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shutth3puckup · 11 months

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Do you have any current WAG that exhibited this behavior of following multiple players before getting your own? Considering the WAGS that are assumed for the public, we can see the pattern of just following other wags and some players related to your spouse, such as very close friends and etc... I imagine that fangirl behavior can be judged

Didn’t Kate (Seguin’s fiancé) try with one of his teammates or a player in a different sport?

Jessica (Jamie Benns fiancé) used to hook up with Matthews. Emma MacDonald apparently was called a “bike” because everyone got to ride her (such a horrible name, I do not condone it). There definitely are girls that wanted to be a wag and would hookup with multiple players hoping one of them wanted to date.

A few players have even come out and said that they hate being asked about hockey outside the rink, so the best way to get their attention is to literally talk about anything else. And Wags are very hesitant to let girls in so it would be hard for one to get in if they were a crazy fan girl. I feel like players and other wags are pretty good at detecting those kind of people.

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jessicafurseth · 1 year

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Reading List, Spring Sap double edition.

"You begin with what you know, and what you know changes." - Cheryl Strayed

[Image by Katie Benn]

"On the first day of spring I would forgive anything; the air ... smells like forgiveness wide-armed enough to raise up all of history’s beloved dead. No one who ever went outside on a spring afternoon could really believe that there aren’t second acts in everyone’s lives." Helena Fitzgerald

"Awe has always been available to us. It’s an artefact of our own attention, rather than a force that emanates from magnificent things. It is perpetually nearby, but we like to imagine that it’s far away, a place that we visit on once-in-a-lifetime holidays, rather than a practice that we can foster across a lifetime. I’ve tended to see it as a frippery, an unnecessary decoration on the edges of experience that I can safely afford to ignore most of the time. I no longer think that’s true. Instead, I think that those vulnerable, ground-shifting encounters like awe, wonder, fascination and mystery are crucial to our survival." [Katherine May, The Guardian]

"I now kindly understand that a world which tells me not to mark my own skin is the world where outside opinion is more important than my choice, and prejudice has been carelessly applied. I believe that a body cannot be deemed inappropriate." [Corrie Foreman]

The Indelible Marks Of Apo Whang-Od, still tattooing at age 106 [Audrey Carpio, Vogue Philippines] ... and her apprentice, Grace Palicas, on Instagram.

Tattoos are about change [Rachel Jepsen, The Cut]

"I agreed that something needed to give. I disagreed that the something needed to be my work." Excerpt from 'You Could Make This Place Beautiful' [Maggie Smith, The Cut] ... and in response, this incredible Twitter thread solicited by Isabel Kaplan, with stories of relationships which are the opposite.

Pet-Custody Agreements Are a Bad Idea [Ines Bellina, The Cut]

"I had sought permission my entire life to make choices; I had been well-behaved and studious as a youth, jumped through all the required hoops – academic, extracurricular and otherwise. But freedom was to be explored and exploited, I had now decided. These travels taught me that moving around wherever I liked was possible. And that I was always at home as long as I had a few necessary items: a journal, some blue jeans, a few ducats and, most of all, a sharp mind." Lessons from a life on the move [Jami Attenberg, The Guardian]

"'I think there’s probably a misconception that the more you plan, the less joy you get from something,' Johnson said. Sure, some of her favorite days are the unplanned ones, she said. But she’s found that those sorts of days can only be fully appreciated if you’re already created the space — and gotten the things done — to enjoy them." The case for planning your free time" (at least a little) [Madeleine Aggeler, The New York Times - this is a free link]

PSA: Some airlines will sell you a "couch" on long haul flights - that's three seats in a row in Economy at a price that's actually affordable, so you can sleep flat. This is potentially game-changing.

Why are we so fascinated by super-organised homes? [Amelia Tait, The Guardian]

“I don’t know what I think except that I don’t think any of us has to have a firm opinion about what it means to be a woman.” On a hysterectomy [Anna Holmes, The New Yorker]

To Accept My Chronic Condition, I Needed to Grieve the Life That Could Have Been [Carolyn Todd, SELF]

"Elements of my character I used to think of as my personality are gone: intense sentimentality, worrying about everything, moroseness. So what is personality, and what is symptom?" Who Am I Without My Depression? [Imogen West-Knights, Vogue]

Name and shame, a column by Emma Forrest [The Guardian]

Shades of grey in Bilbao [Juan Navarro, The London Review of Books]

The people who still use a London A-Z map [The Londonist]

"I always felt [Nemesis] was a missed opportunity to create a story and play a story line that had a fitting and proper conclusion to it. None of us knew that was going to be our last outing. So there was always, at least for me, a sense of a missed opportunity, something unfulfilled. That ship had sailed. Two decades have passed. I had long since given up on any hope of a conclusion as satisfying as this one is." - LeVar Burton ‘Star Trek: Picard’ Gets the ‘Next Generation’ Band Back Together [Sopan Deb, The New York Times]

Patrick Stewart will look great forever [Caity Weaver, GQ]

The peerless Natasha Lyonne on what surprises her, at 43: "The only surprise is how false the bill of goods is that we’re sold as young women. We’re supposed to be terrified of anything after 17 or 21. So it’s a revelation to discover what a lie that was. The truth of the matter is, it’s way better over here. I’m sure any woman in her 40s is gonna tell you, that’s when it all starts clicking, because you get to let go of so much concern about what other people think, and you get to focus on what you care about. And, of course, life being that funny karmic beast that it is, as soon as you let go of certain things, those are the very same things that come to you."

#reading list

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toasttt11 · 15 days

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jakey

October 26, 2022

Wyatt leaned against the boards drinking some water as the team was dismissed from practice.

Wyatt titled her head looking over at the net noticing Jake still in the net looking off at the distance with the glint in his eyes he has when he’s focused on pucks.

She’s noticed over the last month almost two months now, is that Jake is like a cat on the ice with his sharp lazer focus, quick reflexes and fast jumps and flexibility.

The rest of the team was already off the ice but Wyatt grabbed a puck and her stick lining up at a shot right at Jake and shooting the puck, his hand automatically went out and caught the puck making him look over seeing Wyatt smiling at him.

She grabbed a few more pucks and started to shoot more pucks at Jake.

Wyatt shot her last puck and didn’t want to shoot anymore not wanting him to over do it just in practice.

She skated over to him slowly, “You okay?” Wyatt looked concerned towards her goalie.

Jake looked at her and his lips twitched into a small fond smile, he was very glad that after her first few games she is officially staying not that it’s surprising but it’s nice to know it is for sure permanent that she is staying here with the team.

Jake nodded soflty smiling, “Thank you” Jake knew sometimes he was just so focused in it was hard to stop or if his brain wasn’t happy with some saves in practice he wanted to get a few more good ones to even it out.

No one else has ever noticed it before but Wyatt did and she has been here less than anyone else on the team.

“I don’t mind.” Wyatt sweetly smiled shrugging her softly nonchalantly, she truly didn’t mind spending a few more minutes on the ice to shoot a few more pucks at Jake for him.

“Still thank you Wyatt.” Jake soflty spoke, neither of them realized or noticed his voice was extremely softer to her than it is to anyone else.

Wyatt smiled in return nodding slightly, “Whenever you need Jakey.” Wyatt softly promised, she threw him one more sweet smile over her shoulder as she started skating to the bench.

Jake eye’s widen hearing her call him Jakey for the first time and he never expected a nickname to effect him but than again he never had anyone effect him in the way Wyatt already does.

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puckinginsane · 1 year

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Hanging by a Moment Updated

Chapter 9 : Humans are stupid

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#puckingwrites #jamie benn #jamie benn fan fiction #hockey fan fiction #nhl fan fiction #jamie benn imagine #hockey imagine #nhl imagine

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hockey-x-imagines · 2 years

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Made to Last || Tyler Seguin/Jamie Benn Pt. 21

A/N: Since I didn’t get much feedback, I let my 2 proofreaders made the call, and they said switch to Jamie. That being said, I think I’m going to wrap up made to last in the next 2 parts, unless you guys want more.

Song Inspo: Made to Last by Issues & No Guidance Chris Brown

Paring: Tyler x Reader Jamie x Reader

Warnings: Cussing

Word Count: 1155

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Jamie's P.O.V.

Things I don't recommend doing:

1. Falling in love with your best friend's fiancé.

2. Telling said fiancé that you love her, especially on the phone after he fucked up.. Again.

It's not like I had planned to fall in love with her. And I'm not sure when I fell in love with Y/N, it kinda just happened. I never planned to tell her either. I wholeheartedly planned on cheering her and Tyler on. Maybe it makes me a shitty person, but when she told me what Tyler did this time around, I felt like maybe I had a chance. I guess that's why I let those little words slip.

Hearing the knock on the door has a tornado of butterflies attacking my stomach. This conversation is really about to happen. As I walk towards my front door several emotions run through my head. Excitement, fear, anxiety, hope. Opening the door there stands Y/N. Even with a tear-stained face, she's the prettiest girl I've ever seen. I step to the side, silently inviting her in. Y/N follows me into my living room where we both sit in awkward silence.

"Jamie are you sure you want to have this conversation?" She looks over at me, worry etched in her features.

"Honestly, I don't know. I've already told you I love you, so we might as well have it." The truth is if this goes wrong, I'll be losing 2 of my closest friends. That being said, I can't just let my confession hang between us.

"When you said you loved me, did you mean as in a sister?" She asks, this time her focus is in her lap.

"No. I'm in love with you. I don't exactly know when this happened, I just know it did. I know Tyler is still in the picture, and I'm not asking you to leave him for me, especially when you're having his baby. But I want you to know how I really truly feel, and from there you can make your decision."

"Okay," I noticed a sense of hesitance in her tone. I take a deep breath before I continue.

"I don't wanna play games. I know you're tired of the same damn thing. I'd fuck around and give you my last name. You're the only one I wanna make love to. You're the only one I wanna pick and choose."

"Jamie I-"

"Hold on, I'm not done. I'm the one you call when shit hits the fan. I'm the one you go to for help with Tyler. I'm the one you call when he's made you cry. Every single time. And please don't take that wrong. I'm more than happy to be the one you come to. I don't make you cry. I would never pull half the shit Tyler has. I'd never run to some skank because we're having issues. I'd do everything and anything I could to make you happy. I'd raise my best friend's kid, if it meant I got to have you."

"Are you done yet?" There was a slight hint of impatience in Y/N's tone. Lovely. Did I already fuck this up?

"Yeah I'm done." I sigh, scared of what she is going to say next.

"I think I need a little time to think about everything you've said. I just have one question."

"That's understandable. Ask me anything you want." I let out a breath I didn't realize I was holding. Maybe I didn't lay it on too heavy.

"If you're in love with me, why did you push me into Tyler's arms?" It's the same question I've asked myself several times.

"I didn't know I loved you then. I thought I was happy to make you and him both happy. It wasn't until recently, that I realized I was in love with you Y/N. If I knew earlier, I could've saved you a lot of hurt, and I would've."

"I believe you, I just wish I would've known sooner. I need a few days. I'm going to get a room for a few days so I can sort my head out, then I'll let you know where we go from here. One thing I want you to know, is you're never going to lose me, no matter what." That I can live with.

"Are you sure? You can stay here, I'll get a room or I can go stay with Rads." Something about her staying in a hotel just doesn't sit right with me.

"Yes I'm sure, it'll be okay." Y/N tries to reassure me, but it's not working. I have a bad feeling and I don't know why.

"Fine. At least let me pay for it." I offer, trying to ease the bad feeling.

"Okay, you can pay for it. But please give me the space I'm asking for." She pleaded.

"I can do that." I agree.

"Thank you, I appreciate you." With a hug, she walked right out the front door.

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Y/N's P.O.V.

After hearing Jamie's confession, you're more confused than ever. There's a part of you that knows deep down you deserve someone like Jamie in your life. You know he'd treat you right, the proof is in the pudding. He's continuously been your shoulder to cry on, no matter what. Logically he's your best option. You know without a shadow of a doubt that he'd take care of you and the baby without hesitation. The only thing you can think of that's holding you back is Tyler. No matter what bullshit he's put you through, you still love him. Feelings don't just go away overnight.

Sitting alone in your hotel room, you're thinking about who to call to sort your head out and your first choice is Jamie. That's when it hits you. If you were to take Tyler out of the situation, you could really see yourself with Jamie. Is your decision that easy? It could be if you'd let it. But the stupid voices in your head won't let anything be that easy. You keep circling back to the good times with Tyler. Because face it, there were a lot of good times, but there are a lot of bad times as well. At what point does the bad outweigh the good?

You knew you needed to talk to someone, you just didn't know who would be unbiased in the situation. Your next option was to write everything down. So you did, you wrote down the pros and cons of each man. You wrote down how you were feeling, you wrote down every single thought you were having. After writing everything down, the answer you were looking for was still the same. Jamie would be your best bet. Tyler has shown you time and time again that he really doesn't care. You know the relationship you once had with Tyler was a thing of the past. That thought alone has a fresh wave of sadness washing over you.

#made to last #Tyler Seguin #tyler seguin fic #tyler seguin one shot #tyler seguin imagines #tyler seguin imagine #jamie benn #jamie benn imagine #tyler x reader #jamie benn fic #jamie benn x reader #dallas stars #dallas stars fic #nhl #nhl fic #nhl imagine #hockey #hockey fic #hockey imagine

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trmediabd · 1 year

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Radiating brilliantly: Dallas Stars Pattern News

Presentation: Trmediabd

The Dallas Stars, a notable group in the Public Hockey Association (NHL), stand out enough to be noticed for their capable play and intense fan base. The group has gathered media consideration as of late with a scope of charming progressions and patterns. The Dallas Stars have drawn profound respect from hockey fans all around the world for their endeavors both on and off the court. We will analyze probably the main pattern news including the Dallas Stars in this blog entry.

1. Resurgence on the Ice: In late seasons, the Dallas Stars have waken up on the ice, exhibiting their capacity to be an impressive power in the NHL. The Stars have demonstrated they can contend at the most elevated level thanks to a crew loaded up with exceptional players like Jamie Benn, Tyler Seguin, and Miro Heiskanen. The Stars are a group to watch out for in the NHL because of their brilliant goaltending, remarkable guarded play, and hostile capability, which have pushed them to different noteworthy season finisher runs.

2. Initiative Support: The Dallas Stars have focused on reinforcing their center of pioneers. Jamie Benn, a forward for the Stars, was chosen the group's commander in 2021 to pay tribute to his responsibility, ability, and ability to propel his partners. Benn's initiative has given the group solidness and a triumphant mentality, particularly with the assistance of substitute skippers like Tyler Seguin. The progress of the group and the improvement of a strong group climate have both been incredibly impacted by their initiative, both on and off the ice.

3. Embracing Variety and Consideration: The Dallas Stars have driven the charge in propelling variety and incorporation among hockey fans. They have put forth extraordinary attempts to lay out a cordial air for observers and competitors from all foundations. The crew has forcefully upheld crusades like Hockey Is For Everybody, which support variety and lower hindrances to wear cooperation. Fans have embraced the Stars' devotion to variety and comprehensiveness, which has made areas of strength for them of change in the hockey business.

4. Local area Commitment and Charity: The Stars are committed to supporting their area. The group and its individuals play taken a functioning part in various magnanimous tasks, helping associations that help war veterans, youngsters' wellbeing, and schooling. The Dallas Stars have shown their obligation to having a positive impact off the ice by arranging pledge drives, visiting medical clinics, or working with neighborhood gatherings. Their endeavors to include the local area have worked on the connection between the group and its allies.

5. Advancement in Fan Insight: To further develop the fan insight at home games and on computerized channels, the Stars have embraced development. Current innovation has been utilized to make a vivid and energizing game-day climate, including intelligent screens, expanded reality encounters, and cell phone applications. The crew has likewise supported its web-based entertainment presence, drawing in with devotees across channels and posting in the background data, player updates, and selective interviews.These drives have assisted with making an associated and intense fan base.

The Dallas Stars keep on causing disturbances in the NHL with their on-ice ability, devotion to variety and consideration, association in the nearby local area, and imaginative fan encounters. It will be fascinating to perceive how the crew creates from now on and what they keep on having a mean for on the hockey local area. It doesn't make any difference in the event that you're an enthusiastic Dallas Stars ally or simply a hockey fan — the buzz and style around the group are evident.

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professionalpuckbunny · 1 year

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Lol, imagine being the live-in fleshlight for one of those guys who is struggling to stay in active lineup and has no trade protections and is on low tier salary. Like jamie benns brother has been bounced around from dallas to montreal to vancouver to winnipeg to minnesota to toronto, lol.

Jordie benn retire please

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about that work crush (chapter 10) | jamie benn

Teaser: "I'm glad to see we're on the same page."

The more time you spent with the Dallas Stars, the more you really loved your job. You were caught off guard when Coach offered you a full-time position in place of your current temporary one, but it was exactly what you needed to hear.

You finally felt like you were getting into a comfortable pace in your life, something you were not at all used to. You had a consistent schedule, friends you hung out with when you were off, and an amazing boyfriend that made it hard to have bad days.

Working with Jamie also seemed to come with its benefits. Besides when he had games and was sure to be captured by his media team, Jamie came into work with you every day. He always insisted on driving, and you learned that arguing with him would get you nowhere. To be honest, you enjoyed watching him drive. And, you enjoyed the extra half hour it gave you to get ready while Jamie worried about getting you to work in one piece.

There was also the benefit of being feet away from your boyfriend while at work, but never really having to talk to him. It worked out perfectly that Jamie wanted to stay with Dan even before he met you. You weren't sure how long this would fly, but as long as Coach was okay with it, so were you two.

“How does it feel?” Jamie asked from beside you as you walked from his car into work one morning.

“How does what feel?”

“It’s your first day without the ‘interim’ in your title,” He clarified. “It’s a big day.”

“Yeah, it kind of feels weird,” You responded, shrugging sheepishly. “I’m getting an assistant today, too.”

“You are,” He smiled gently. “I feel honored to be dating such a big deal.”

“You should,” Jamie rolled his eyes at your teasing tone. “What’s on your radar for today?”

“Workout, practice, then another workout.”

This had been his routine for a few weeks now. While you had regular hours, Jamie could often sleep in some days or leave a lot earlier in the day. Yet, he still came in with you every morning and waited for you to be done at the end of your workday. If you thought about it, Jamie contributed to you staying at the arena after hours, because he never rushed you to finish. He always had something he could be working on which gave you more time to overwork yourself.

He wanted to be the best player he could be for the team. He wanted to lead by example and show up as the best every night. To do this, he had to put in the most work. Jamie was never idling around the arena, his time was consumed by either the gym, the ice, or you.

In Jamie's eyes, you had become essential in staying on track with his regimen. He had an excuse to be up in the morning, but more importantly to get about 20 minutes of uninterrupted time with you. He had an excuse to be at the arena and within walking distance of you almost all day. He had an excuse to see you during his active rests.

“That’s basically three workouts,” You said. “You’re going to be tired, and probably in pain.”

“That’s what my day off tomorrow is for,” He responded. “Speaking of, lunch at my place?”

“I will actually be here, so I can’t,” You pouted at him. "And, I'm not letting you drive me to work when you should be sleeping in again."

“I won't fight you on that, I could use the extra sleep," He shrugged. "But, I'll come to you for lunch. I can pick something up on my way in."

“You want to spend your lunch on your day off in the arena?”

“I want to spend my lunch on my day off with you,” He corrected, wrapping his arm around your shoulders. "Wherever you are."

“Well, that sounds like a good idea, then," You held his eye for a moment, squeezing his hip.

"Good," He smiled. He walked with you to your office, before stopping at your door. "I'll see you later."

"Not so fast, Jamie," You grinned, pulling him in by his hoodie so you could peck his lips quickly. “What time do you actually have to be in?”

“Not for another hour and a half but I’m gonna go in 30.”

“An hour before everyone else again?” You questioned, walking over to your desk. He closed your office door before he sat down in one of your lounge chairs. “You stayed two hours late yesterday.”

“The season is picking up.”

“You don’t think that’s going to tire you out?” You bit your lip as you paused. “Don’t answer that, just be careful. You’ve been doing this longer than I have.” And, you were the last person who could be judging Jamie for working too much.

He laughed, “Don’t worry about it, I know my limits.”

“And, you really don’t have to drive in with me to work, you could have gotten more sleep today.”

“Why waste gas when we’re going to the same place, and leaving together later?”

“I’m just saying, I do have a license and car for a reason.”

“I like driving in with you,” He responded. “And, leaving with you. Comfort for having to share your attention with my team while we’re working for most of the day.”

You rolled your eyes at his smile, “Whatever, Jame.”

“Do you have a busy day today?”

“I have a few appointments and a board meeting later but nothing overly busy.”

"What time are you finished? Since, you know, we're leaving together."

You rolled your eyes, "I should be done by 6 but I'll text you and keep you updated."

"Sounds good. I'm gonna head in and let you get settled," He stood up, throwing his bag back onto his shoulder. "Have a good day."

"You, too," You smiled up at him. He leaned over your desk where you were sitting before pressing his lips to yours.

"Bye, baby." Your neck felt hot, not only because of the pet name but also the sound of his voice against your lips. He kissed you once more, before standing up straight.

"I'll see you tonight."

Part of your assignment for the day was to observe the guys at their afternoon practice. The energy was light, the team had just come off of another win. Guys were zooming on the ice, others were skating leisurely and exchanging laughs.

At a particular slow moment, you watched as Jamie skated around the boards, his speed picking up with each second. He moved so gracefully and quickly, that you couldn’t remove your eyes from him. You still found it hard to believe that he was yours. Out of all people, Jamie Benn. You were so different but so similar, and it just seemed to work. Everything was easy with him. And, so nice.

“Wow, does he still have clothes on in your head?” Your head snapped to Tyler who was smirking at you. You let out a breath of relief that it was only him that had caught you redhanded. He always seemed to be lurking around, but he also had become one of your closest friends inside and outside of work so it made sense.

You and Tyler had a friendship separate from your relationship with Jamie. You both had a similar sense of humor, and obviously an admiration for the Captain. Tyler appreciated you more than anyone, finally feeling like he had someone to talk to about the things that went on in his head. He wasn't one for therapy, but the friendship he had with you outside of work made him more comfortable talking to you during sessions.

“Shut up, Seguin.”

“You’re undressing Chubbs in your head, right?”

“No,” You rolled your eyes, looking away from him. You tried to find something else to hold your focus but failed when your eyes scanned past Jamie again.

“Liar,” He continued.

“Tyler, aren’t you supposed to be on the ice?”

“I’m not, actually,” He shot back. “I’m supposed to be making fun of you because it's one of my favorite parts of the day.”

“You’re evil,” You shook your head. "And, annoying."

“So, how are things with you and Jamie?” He asked.

“Good, it’s not like you don’t ask Jamie every day,” You replied. "He tells me everything you say, by the way."

“I'm sure he does, doesn't he worship the ground you walk on?” He raised his eyebrows.

“I don't know what that has to do with anything,” You shook your head again with a smile. "Mind your business."

“What?” He laughed. “It is my responsibility as the friend of both of you to make sure that this boat stays afloat.”

“This boat is still happily floating, thanks.”

“Satisfied?”

“Goodbye, Tyler,” You said, standing up. “Unless you want me to write you up?”

“You would never,” He gasped.

“Oh, don’t be so sure,” You grinned.

“Now who’s evil,” He said. You walked away from Tyler, moving towards the other side of the bench.

“Anyone, in particular, you’re watching?” You asked Coach.

“Uh, let’s see,” He looked over the roster in his hands. “Actually, everyone looks pretty good today. I do know that Dan’s out so maybe check in with Anton and Jamie, make sure they’re good. But, other than that, I think we’re all set.”

“Okay, I’ll check in with them.”

You talked to Anton first, seeing as he was only a few feet away from you on the bench. The conversation was fairly short as he had to get back on the ice, but he was all smiles and energy as usual.

Next, of course, Jamie. Just as you finished talking to Anton, Jamie skated to the bench, sitting down and beginning to take off his skates.

“Jamie,” He turned around, smiling once he saw you.

“Y/N,” He responded. “What’s up?”

“Dan’s not in so I’m just checking in. How are you feeling?”

“Pretty good, actually,” He shrugged. “I feel really loose today and I think the game in a few days is going to be good.”

“That’s great,” You nodded. You stood in front of him, your back against the wall. “Are you still doing twenty workouts today?”

“I haven’t decided yet. I could, but I don’t want to overdo it,” He said.

“That makes sense.”

“How’s your day going since this morning?” He looked up at you.

Considering he just got off the ice, you swore you had never seen Jamie look as good as he did at that moment. He was sweating, which you usually thought was repulsive, but looking at him now, you wished you could kiss him. You wished you could do a lot more than that but you preferred keeping your job for the time being.

Coach wasn't an issue. He knew you two were dating, hell, he gave Jamie the "okay" to ask you out. You had absolutely no PDA with Jamie anywhere outside of your office and kept a safe distance from him at other moments. It helped that you hardly had to talk to him at work, only when Dan wasn't in which seemed to be more often than usual lately.

You spent a lot of time in your head. You had been intimate before but it was with amateurs, no one like Jamie. This man is a professional hockey player, captain of a National Hockey League team. A professional athlete who is clearly one of the most disciplined and focused on his craft. Hockey always came first, except you still feel like a priority in Jamie’s life and routine.

Early on in your relationship, with franchise expectations, team meetings, charity work, and your own busy schedule, you both could go days without physically seeing each other for more than 20 minutes, which was very different than how things started. He always made time for you, even if it was just a quick 5-minute phone call while on the road on how we’re doing. And, a lot of impromptu appearances in your office, which you absolutely loved. You liked that your relationship had passed the stage of awkwardness, and now could make time for each other on the fly. It was evident how much you both enjoyed spending time together.

“My day has been pretty smooth so far, “ You shrugged. “I have two meetings later and then the prep for the next few games.”

“Nice, nice,” He said. “You’re going to wear my jersey, right?”

“Jamie,” You blushed. “You know I can't”

“I know, I thought I could make you forget,” He smiled. You sighed under his gaze and he extended his leg out, nudging yours.

“I missed you last night.” You narrowed your eyes at him and obliged, pulling his leg back with a smirk.

“I missed you, too.” It took everything in you to not kiss him right then and there. But you couldn’t help your eyes always finding their way to his lips.

“Are you free after the game?”

You nodded.

“Do you want to come over?”

You nodded again, not trusting your voice.

Jamie smiled, standing up straight. “What is up with you?”

“Nothing,” You responded. He searched your face, moving closer to you.

“You sure?”

“Yes, Jamie,” You said. “I’ll see you later?”

“Yeah, I’ll try to stop by before I start getting ready for the scrimmage.”

“Sounds good,” You smiled. You squeezed his arm gently before leaving the rink. Once you were far enough, you finally let out the breath that you had been holding in. This whole “contain your urges” thing got harder and harder the closer to Jamie you got. Then again, that is the point of being in a relationship. Should you even be containing how you feel at this point? He is your boyfriend, after all.

“Hey, Becky,” You smiled at your new assistant once you got back to your office.

“Hi, Y/N,” She smiled.

“Anything new?”

“Uh, no actually, no messages for you.” She said, searching her computer.

“No, I meant with you. How's the first day going so far? Everything okay?”

“Oh, yes, great,” She said.

“Okay, good,” You nodded. “I might have a few more assignments for you to help get familiar with our tracking system for the players, but we might just start it tomorrow."

“Okay, whatever you think is best. Let me know,” She nodded.

“And, I'm happy you're here. I could really use the help and I think we're going to ge-"

“-Hey,” You heard from beside you. You turned, coming face-to-face with Jamie. “Can I steal you for a second?”

“Sure, but I just saw you,” You laughed. He rolled his eyes, nodding his head toward your office.

“It will literally take a couple seconds. I just have to ask you something.”

“Jamie, this is Becky, my new assistant. Becky, this is Jamie,” You turned your attention to her. “Captain of the Dallas Stars who obviously has no manners.”

"I'm sorry," He rolled his eyes at you before holding his hand out to Becky. "It's nice to meet you, welcome to the team."

"Thank you," Becky responded.

"You'll probably be seeing me a lot, I'm her boyfriend."

"Good to know," Becky looked over at you with a smile.

You laughed, before turning back toward Jamie. "What can I help you with, sir?"

You led him into your office and he closed the door behind himself.

“What do you need to know?” You asked. He laughed, closing the space between you.

“Nothing really,” He mumbled before pressing his lips against yours. He kissed you softly and slowly, making your head spin. You grabbed his arm to balance yourself as he held your face in his hands.

“Jamie,” You mumbled against him. He hummed in response, kissing you again. “Arena.”

“Right,” He sighed. He kissed you one last time before pulling away. “I could kiss you all day.”

“Stop,” You blushed, leaning your head on his chest.

“Okay, I have to get back, but I couldn't stop thinking about doing that,” He said, kissing my head.

“Have fun,” You sighed, pulling away from him. You reached up to slide your thumb over his lips, wiping your lipstick from his face.

“Oh, and,” He leaned down to your height and his smell filled your nose. You closed your eyes, breathing him in. “I was thinking, maybe you could spend the night?”

"That would be nice," You opened your eyes, being met by his.

"I hope you know," He smirked. "You have me wrapped around your finger."

"I'm glad to see we're on the same page," You replied.

“Then, what do you say?” He searched your face, although he was so close to yours that you could feel his breath on your upper lip. “Spend the night with me?”

You lowered your arms, nodding, “Yeah, that sounds good.”

“Good,” He smiled, before pressing his lips to yours. “At some point, I'm not going to be able to make eye contact with you at work. I think it's happening soon.”

“Shut up,” You blushed, lightly pushing him. “Have a good workout, or whatever you’re doing.”

“I will,” He said. “I’ll see you before the game?”

“Yes,” You nodded. He smiled before leaving your office.

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