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[halfabreath]

i know a lot of us would like to see Holster playing in the NHL one day, but consider this: 

adam “holster” birkholtz, the sassiest goddamn referee in the NHL (after mike leggo, of course)

here is some evidence:

he knows the rules, is an excellent skater, and likes to judge people

he is a Giant who can break up any and all fights

all the danger of an NHL game without the constant fear of being traded

his terrible fashion sense can still be represented in this ugly-ass uniform

still gets to wear a helmet so no one can see his awful hair cut

he still gets to curse, fine, and maintain control over the Sin Bin

he would 100% do this:

it would be really funny if this happened:

in summation, please make Holster a ref in your next fic because it’s A. hilarious and B. probs more realistic and C. DID I MENTION HOW FUCKING FUNNY IT IS

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[omgericzimmermann]

The Samwell Irregulars - C.6

Chapter six is up! Enjoy!

Time seems to go quickly after that.

They get masks, they start to figure out what they’re going to do with themselves as far as helping people. Adam goes back to shift work at the fire station and finds a way to subtly give Lieutenant Farmer at one of the other stations the number to the burner cell they pick up.

Justin is good at getting people out of collapsing buildings, Will can put out fires and stop electrical problems, Adam is getting better at shattering glass and seeing their way in the dark and hearing crime from far away.

The first month they stop three bank robberies, rescue twelve people from a burning building, and Will tazes seven different would-be muggers using just his finger.

“What we really need is someone who can fly,” Adam complains, dropping onto Will’s couch and propping his feet up. Justin can run very quickly, which helps, but it’s not the best.

“We could get R&D on that back at Samwell,” Justin offers. “See if anyone wants to build the Bat Plane.”

“I feel like you’re mocking me,” Adam replies. “But I’m not sure.”

Justin pats him on the shin.

“Anyone been paying attention to the weather over in the west?” Adam asks.

“It’s still in a blizzard,” Will replies, rubbing his neck. One of the muggers had tried to punch him in the face and when Will ducked, he smacked his head into a wall. On Justin this would be no problem, but Will is still fairly fragile.

“And the electrical disturbances?” Justin asks.

“Still happening,” Will says. Justin opens his mouth. “And no, they’re not me.”

Justin nods. “Are you going to Providence tomorrow?”

The Providence Falconers are having a memorial service for Jack the next day. Will’s got a number of reasons he should go – they were childhood friends, he was there when Jack died – but he hasn’t really thought about it. He’s been too busy stopping crime.

“Probably should, right?” he says.

“Yeah,” Justin agrees. “You knew him better than we did.”

“I – yeah,” Will says. He doesn’t want to argue about the fact he never really knew Jack when they were kids, because he’s six years younger, because Jack was always hanging out with Kent Parson, because Jack was seventeen when his dad died and Will was eleven, because they never really let Will play hockey with them, even though he wanted to.

But he still knew Jack better than Justin or Adam did.

“Did anyone do something for Derek?” Will asks quietly, sinking into his armchair with an icepack pressed to the side of his head.

Justin looks horribly guilty. “I mean, his parents must have, right?”

“No,” Will says, raising an eyebrow. “He hadn’t talked to his parents in years.”

“You guys were friends right?” Adam asks, and it takes Will a second to realise Adam is talking to him.

“Oh, uh, no not really,” Will says. “He was kind of the bane of my existence.”

Justin looks saddened by this news but doesn’t comment. “I think we’re gonna head home. Is your skull going to be okay?”

“Yeah,” Will assures them. “I’ll see you guys tomorrow.”

They agree and go, leaving Will to stew in his own guilt about Derek for a while. They haven’t been gone long when there’s a knock on his door.

Will sighs and leaves the icepack pressed to his head, then opens the door a crack.

The man on the other side is dishevelled. He hasn’t shaved in a while, scruffy blond stubble coating his jaw. His hair is unkempt, sticking up in the front. There are dark shadows below his eyes, which are bleary like maybe he’s been drinking. Will might not have seen Kent Parson in years, but that doesn’t mean he can’t recognise him immediately.

“No,” he says before Kent can say anything. He goes to close the door on him, but Kent catches it with one hand, jamming his foot in the opening as well.

“I just want to talk,” Kent says.

“Bullshit,” Will replies.

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