And another February, 2023, multiple-choice hockey quiz! This one on a picture of a goal-mouth scramble in the NHL a few years back.
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hockey player!harry x ballerina!yn masterlist
in which harry's a cocky hockey player and y/n is a dedicated ballerina who has no time for his bullshit, until they accidentally figure out there may be some chemistry between them.
each blurb kind of builds on the last so I would recommend reading in chronological order!! :)
first position (original blurb)
harry's jealous | part two ("so I hear you're into pain" smut prompt)
how they met
the yoga class
drunk conversations
winter request (aka harry drives y/n home in the snow)
y/n gets hurt during practice and harry takes care of her
spit request* | harry gets jealous (sort of part 2) | part 3
main hockey h concepts/writing tag
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I posted six quizzes in March of 2023, all in the first week of the month. The first was another installment in a long-running series of multiple-choice quizzes based on hockey pictures, and this one dealt with a famous or infamous incident from the 1930s.
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He’s like my long lost husband who went out to war and this is the last picture I have of him from our wedding a few months before he got deployed.
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Picture perfect
Jack loves to make it known that she belongs to him. Their at a party and a guy is staring at her Jack has his hands on her ass his face in her neck giving her hickeys.
omggg guys are we starting a whole Picture Perfect au era rn 🥹🥹 I love how these inboxes are flooding in right now!!
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It’s a typical Friday with you and Jack going to some frat party because you two had nothing better to do. He’s been too much of a homebody as of late and you forced him to go out and be social with people that weren’t on his team or had any association with hockey. He needed to be an average young adult and do keggers with drunk idiots. The party was in full swing, music bumping as everyone mingled with one another. Jack was conversing with one of the guys who lived in the house while you danced by yourself, a mere few feet away from him. He loved watching you be yourself, in your own little world as you swayed your hips. ‘God shes gorgeous,’ he thought as he took a sip of the drink in his hand.
It looks like he wasn’t the only one who thought this, when a guy caught Jack’s eye. While you were oblivious to it, Jack noticed some random eyeing you down. Staring at you intently. Where the hell did this creep come from? The guy wasn’t bothering you, just standing right by you as he stared at you. Your eyes were closed as you felt the music, moving your body rhythmically. The guy slowly made his way closer, hoping to bump into you. Jack noticed what he was trying to do and handed his cup to the guy he was chatting with. Jack didn’t even acknowledge the guy who was creeping, and instead grabbed you by your forearm and spun you around. You were taken aback until you realized it was Jack.
“Hey my love,” you smiled at him. He murmured a ‘hi’ back, so enthralled with your effortless beauty. Jack pulled you into a deep kiss, not caring who saw. Besides it was just a bunch of drunken college students, who would really care. ‘Fuck it,’ he thought as he deepened the kiss and swiped his tongue across your lips. Maybe making out would show this creep who you belonged to. Jack’s hands loosened from your waist, swooping down to your ass. He gripped it tightly, pulling you in closer. Jack side eyed the guy. ‘Jesus is he just going to stare all night? Maybe making out wasn’t enough. I’m gonna have to mark my territory.’ Jack kissed his way to your neck before he started to swirl his tongue on that sweet spot that made you shiver. He applied pressure to your neck, wanting to make a deep bruise to show his ownership. Even if the guy did try to talk to you, he’d have to look at the marks that Jack had left on you. He would have to be reminded that you were Jack’s and Jack’s only.
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