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Player: Brady Skjei - New York Rangers


This is my first time writing basically pure smut so I hope you enjoy it. Please let me know if you guys like it and would want to see more. 😏

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Warnings: NSFW. SMUT.

 Preview: What he didn’t expect was to see you sitting on his bed waiting for him, wearing only one of his suit shirts.

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Originally posted by siriuslyilluminaeted

It was late, Brady had just played a game on his birthday no less. He was happy that the team could pull out a win for his birthday but in reality, he was missing you. His birthday had fallen in the middle of a two-week long road trip and he wouldn’t be seeing you for another week. He knew he could call you but it just wasn’t the same. He craved your physical touch. He decided to give your phone a ring on the way up to his room but to his surprise, you didn’t answer. He put it off as it being late as he slid his room key through the lock. When he walked in he noticed the luggage that wasn’t his or Vesey’s. He sighed thinking it was some kind of prank the guys were pulling and didn’t want to know what was waiting for him around the corner. What he didn’t expect was to see you sitting on his bed waiting for him, wearing only one of his suit shirts.

You smiled as his eyes widened.

“Delivery for the birthday boy.”

He runs up to you kissing you between his barrage of questions 

“What… How… What if Vesey walked in?”

You giggled running your fingers down his suit-clad arms. “Vesey might have helped get me here, he is also spending the night with Hayes and Kreider.”

He grins knowing the meaning behind your words. He kisses you passionately as he sheds his suit jacket.

“Couldn’t let you miss out on birthday sex.” You giggle.

It doesn’t take long for your hands to travel to his pants. You stumble looking for his belt and he clumsily helps you. Once you have successfully removed his belt your throw it onto the floor and push him onto his bed. You straddle him taking control. You can already feel how hard he is, his tight suit pants concealing nothing.

You kiss down his neck as Brady groans happily. Your fingers find their way back down his pants and you slowly rub your palm down his member.

“Dammit Y/N.” He growls.

You smirk as you push off his suit pants along with his boxers. You slowly kiss down his chest until you reach his member, slowly kissing his entire length. You can hear him gulp and you know with each kiss you are torturing him. You wrap a hand around him and start to pump teasing him with your tongue before you place your lips fully around him. You keep going until you feel his muscles tense. You know a few more strokes and you will have him but you slowly stop and look up at him.

He gives you a look and you smirk

“What?” you tease. 

“I want you.” He snarls 

“Want me to what?”

“Don’t play dumb with me”

“Is someone being bossy?” you question raising an eyebrow. You love teasing him. It drives him absolutely insane. 

Brady takes you by surprise as he hastily uses his strength to flip you over.

 You look at him quizzically and he just smirks.

 “I’m going to get you for that.” An evil grin pushes onto his face.

 He places kisses down your stomach.

 “Brady it’s your birthday, I’m supposed to be treating you.”

 “What can I say, I’m a giving person.”

 His kisses reach your center and you shutter tingles running up your spine.

 As if to prove a point of karma, Brady goes down on you for what seems like forever. With every flick of his tongue, you quiver. He holds your hips down to keep you still as you sway with every swipe. You moan his name as you grasp for handfuls of his hair. He hits every one of your spots. What can you say? Your boyfriend has had plenty of times to study every one of them. You can feel yourself about to come undone when Brady stops towering over you.

“Brady” you quiver.

 “Y/N” he teases you as he kisses your neck.

You bury your nails into his back as he sinks into you. Your fingers run up and down his back until they knot into his hair with every thrust. Brady is still nipping at your neck and you know you will have bruises tomorrow.

You can feel every part of him as you arch your back meeting his hips with yours.  The pressure builds and builds between you two until finally you are filled with warmth.

Brady falls onto his back next to you, both out of breath.

“Best. Birthday. Ever.” He states between breaths while he cuddles into you.

Kids- Chris Kreider

Originally posted by thatchydemko

I didn’t think this one would be hard, but I started it like three times before I found something I liked! This one is for @plutoisback so I hope you like it boo!

Warning: Christmas theme (don’t ask)

Request: Awe thanks!!! Anything pertaining Chris with children… that’s would be more than great!!! Don’t worry about when it’ll be up!! I’m just glad I’m getting one 😋


              You had a headband with reindeer antlers on. The antlers had red, green, and gold bells on them that jingled every time you moved your head. It clashed with your blue ‘Kreider’ jersey, but it put you in the spirit. Chris was wearing his jersey and a Santa hat.

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So this is what I did at school today… Here you can admire my newly founded Ranger Corps outpost, created by me. You can also see how Will wrote a small note, and Gilan one-upped it by 500%… So far our school is wargal free. I also wear my greenish and grey camouflage sweatshirt to remain unseen. I’ll try and upgrade to a cloak soon.

mysticalmagicalmasterpiece-deac  asked:

Imagine like everywhere they go, people flirt with bucky (like, everyone) and out of habit he responds slightly flirtatiously without realizing it and steve gets so so so so jealous

It’s always sort of picked at Steve, though for a long time he’d refused to acknowledge why.

But one of the biggest perks of the future is that they’ve both pulled heads from asses and ‘fessed up to how they feel about each other. And now they’re together. And Steve, at least, has had the decency to sidestep 98% of people flirting with him.

Bucky has walked into 100% of it, head up. And Steve’s really had enough.

They’re at a pub, having a beer and watching a hockey game. They’re not really touching much, though under the table Steve’s left knee is sort of idly pressed against Bucky’s right.

When a girl walks over to stand between them and a bit behind them as they look up at the TV screen nearest, Steve thinks–maybe absurdly–about grabbing Bucky’s hand.

“What’s the score?” the girl asks. Steve watches as Bucky turns to her and grins, that honey-sweet grin that was what Steve fell for first. She’s wearing a Rangers jersey that’s almost like a dress over her jeans.

“Two to one, Kings up,” Bucky replies, and Steve looks back at the screen. Still, out of the corner of his eye, he sees Bucky sit up a bit, turn to face her.

She asks to join them, and Steve, barely watching the game anymore, tries not to let his head explode when Bucky lets her tip herself into his lap.

Eventually the game ends; Bucky announces that he’s got to get Steve home before he turns into a pumpkin, and kisses the girl on the cheek before following Steve to the door.

Once they’re outside, Bucky stretches and sighs contentedly, and reaches for Steve’s hand. He twists away from him, shoves his hands in his pockets, speeds up just a little so he’s a step ahead of Bucky.

“Hey, whoa, what’s with you?” Bucky asks. He doesn’t catch up to Steve, instead staying that one step back. He doesn’t need to; Steve whips around and Bucky nearly runs into him. He reaches out and puts his hand on Steve’s hip. “Everything okay?”

“No, you bastard,” Steve snarls. “You flirted with that girl all night.”

Bucky blinks. “Well, yeah,” he says. “And then I threw her number out just now. So what? She had fun, I had fun. What’s the big deal?”

“The big–the–the big deal?” Steve has to try very hard to keep himself from grabbing Bucky and shaking him. “What about me? I was sitting right there.”

“Yeah, and? You knew I wasn’t going to take her home or anything.” The thumb on Steve’s hip is rubbing gentle circles under his shirt, and it should be comforting, but it’s really just pissing him off.

“Stop it,” he says, knocking Bucky’s hand away and turning to keep walking. “Just stop it. I don’t care what I knew. You’re mine, why even bother flirting.”

He doesn’t hear Bucky’s footsteps behind him, but to be frank, he doesn’t often hear Bucky’s footsteps anymore. That dude is stealthy as fuck.

He’s almost a block down when Bucky grabs his arm and drags him into a bar. “Sit,” he snaps, and when Steve gets on a barstool, Bucky clambers up into his lap and wraps both arms around Steve’s neck. “I am going to flirt the hell out of you, you ridiculous needy bastard.”

By the time they leave, an hour later, nobody in the place has any doubt about who Bucky’s with, and Steve? Steve’s head-over-heels for that stupid sweet grin all over again.

nancy drew replays: tattletale game weak
  • sally mentions to us that malone’s dogs attack every night, which leads me to wondering—do the dogs appear every night but we just don’t get to see it? does nancy just not care that dogs are bodily throwing themselves against the walls? does she sleep through it?
  • in the same phone call, sally also tells us to lock the doors and windows in preparation for the attack, to which nancy says there are no locks. sure. the GANGSTER with serious ENEMIES decided his house didn’t require the simplest form of protection. locks are for squares. 
  • you can not even begin to fathom how much it twists my knickers that we can never tell red knott to get off private property. he’s literally trespassing on sally’s land griping about how loud we are. he’s decided it’s appropriate to build an observation platform in someone else’s backyard. I’d be telling him on ranger akers if ever actually given the opportunity and doing so WITH RELISH.
  • (every single time I look at emily I get the strong feeling she’s not wearing a bra)
  • on another note, she’s absolutely fucking ruthless, so why wear a bra when it’ll only slow you down. poisoning a well and literally trying to burn us to a crisp is a little harsh!!!! just saying!!!!!! especially considering if she HAD succeeded in chasing sally away for good, the park probably would’ve bought the malone house and the land on it so what then. time to fucking burn down ranger akers?
  • frank’s voice in this game is SO TERRIBLE. I want to PLUG MY EARS when he talks which is the saddest thing on earth because I like listening to what useless thing he typically has to say 
  • when nancy steps inside malone’s crypt she doesn’t even try to pry open the coffin. can’t wait until ghost of thornton hall!!!!!!!!! started at the bottom 
  • at the very end when nancy has found the gold and emily stares at us from above, she’s holding a bone. I’m assuming she was just playing with the dogs but the fact that she’s still holding it like she’s ready to wield it as a weapon crack me up. imagine the headlines: teen sleuth knocked brutally unconscious with dog bone, suffers dogged concussion 
  • and up until that moment it’s pretty much down to two candidates for the culprit: emily or red, at which point the comments in the diary about the culprit getting their hair done is supposed to cinch the deal for us. needless to say I am not ready to give up the image of red knott enjoying a professional grooming now and then at a salon in town.
  • it’s also worth mentioning that after trapping emily my mother asks if now’s the time to start filling water back into the well. to basically drown her. I choose my fellow players wisely.
  • once in a moment of exhaustion I slipped up and called red: Big Red Knott. all his babble of birds had me thinking of Big Bird and next thing I knew the two were being combined in my head and it is a moment of my life I deeply regret to this day. BIG RED KNOTT 

anonymous asked:

Please convince me that lucaya will happen because I love them but I'm feeling some doubt.

ok well luckily for you I was feeling this exact same way a few days ago when spoilers came out about Ski Lodge part 2 so I know how you’re feeling but I started thinking about it and now I’m full of hope.

1. Despite what we all may think of Michael Jacobs, he would not have put so much build up involving Lucaya just for nothing to come out of it. 

2. Rucas needs to happen in order to get any sort of closure. If we want Lucaya to be a long term thing then Lucas & Riley need to sort out what ever feelings they may have so they can fully move on.

3. Lucaya banter. Lucas & Maya puts way too much thought into their little game for two people who are suppose to be platonic friends. Example: Lucas bringing a rose to the dance and wearing a cowboy hat just for Maya, Lucas bringing a harmonica because he knew he’d need it, etc

4. The nicknames. Lucas allows Maya to call him things like Huckleberry, Ranger Rick, Bucky McBong Bong because it makes her happy and he’s said himself that he wants her to be happy.

5. He fought for her art class harder and with more passion then both Farkle and Riley combined. 

6. Topanga told Maya in GM New Year that she should stick with the people she trusts and the first person she goes to after that conversation is Lucas proving that she trusts him.

7. Maya saying “It’s one minute to midnight and I’m glad you’re standing here” to Lucas makes up for every mean thing she might’ve said to him as per his own words

8. Maya was deathly afraid of Lucas riding that bull because she didn’t want him to get hurt. Proving that she doesn’t care what his reputation is as long as he’s safe.

9. Maya & Lucas have both proven that they accept each other exactly as they are. They don’t need to be someone that they’re not when they’re together.

10. “Blonde Beauty” Lucas used that to describe Maya to Zay.

In conclusion, I firmly believe that Lucaya will happen but it’s just going to take some time. Both Lucas & Maya need to have closure with Riley & Josh in order for that to happen. They need to explore those options first to realize that they fit better with each other. I hope this helps you!!