Hey guys, my name is Wren! I'm a writer and decided to put it to good use to write some imagines of some athletes(mainly hockey) :]
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pairing: John Marino x fem!reader
summary: John desperately needed your help with his sunburn
warnings: none
βIβm peelingβ John complained.Β
βI told you that youβd burn yourself if youβll sit for too long in the lakeβ You told him without looking at him, still reading the magazine.Β
βHelp me?β John begged you.Β
βOkayβ You looked at him and saw his red face and shoulders. βYou look like a crabβΒ
βI know, I need help with your fancy bottlesβ John said and you laughed.Β
βGo to the bathroom and start pouring water in the bathβ You ordered him and stood up to search your drawers for helpful products. βBut donβt put hot water on, cold oneβ You yelled.Β
You opened your drawer with skin products and sighed. There were so many bottles that it made you wonder why you have so many things. Some of them you never even used, just bought and they were standing there.Β
You found all the needed things and promised yourself to clean the drawer when youβll have time. It was summer so you had plenty of time but you didnβt feel like wasting that time for cleaning. Itβs for university time, you muttered to yourself.Β
βSit in the bathβ You giggled when you saw John standing in the middle of the bathroom.Β
βGod, itβs coldβ John said as he sat in the bath.Β
βGood, we need to cool your bodyβ You looked at your watch. β15 minutes and youβre outβ
β15 minutes?β John asked you. βIβm not gonna surviveβΒ
βYouβll be fineβ You told him. βIn the meantime, I have some skincare for youβΒ
βAre you gonna pamper me?β John asked. He couldnβt hide the excitement in his voice.Β
βYes my pretty princessβ You laughed.Β
You grabbed a cotton pad and poured micellar water. Gently, you started cleaning Johnβs face from all the dirt. You put a headband on him to keep his hair from falling on the forehead and giggled and the view of John in your pink headband. Lastly, you put a sheet mask on his face.Β
βOh it feels so niceβ John said.Β
βItβs aloe vera. Itβll help you with the sunburnβ You told him.Β
When John was laying in the bath, you washed your face and clipped your hair away to put a sheet mask on yourself. You were sitting next to the bath and keeping him company.Β
βI donβt know whatβs in this mask but itβs doing miraclesβ John told you.Β
βGlad you like it because it wasnβt a cheap oneβ You joked.Β
βIβll buy you a hundred moreβ John said with closed eyes and you laughed.
15 minutes went quickly and you took off Johnβs mask from his face. He took it as a sign to stand up and finally leave the cold bath. You handed him a towel and took off your own mask.Β
βWhen you dry yourself, Iβll put aloe vera on youβ You told him.Β
βYouβre a goddess womanβ John kissed you.Β
You started rubbing the aloe vera on Johnβs shoulders and felt tired. He was a tall guy, way taller than you so reaching the top of his back was like a workout for you. With a big sigh, you stood in front of him and started applying the lotion on his chest. John was looking at you carefully, how your hands were roaming his chest and arms.Β
βYou can apply it by yourself on your legsβ You stood on tiptoe and kissed his cheek.Β
You grabbed the bottles and took them back to the drawer but you werenβt done. You took out different ones to take care of Johnβs burned face. You threw them on the bed and waited for him to join you.Β
βLay on the bedβ You ordered him.Β
βOkayβ John had a cocky smile.Β
βWeβre not having sexβ You rolled your eyes. βI need to take care of your faceβΒ
βAww manβ John was disappointed but all you did was laugh.Β
βOh shut your mouth and put the headband on your headβ You told him.Β
You sat on Johnβs waist and put a cleanser on his face. His eyes were closed and you were rubbing the product into his face. Next you took a serum and warmed it up in your hands, before applying it on his face. Lastly, you took a face cream with spf to get him a little ease in the pain.Β
βAll doneβ You leaned and kissed his lips.Β
βThank you, I already feel betterβ¦ and prettyβ John stole a kiss from you.Β
βYouβre always prettyβ You looked into Johnβs eyes.Β
βSaid a walking goddessβ John replied.Β
βFeeling better?β You asked him.Β
βYeah, I donβt feel like Iβm burning. I donβt know what magic you did but it workedβ John put a hand on your hips.Β
βLetβs just say I know how to deal with a sunburnβ You giggled.Β
John laughed loudly when he heard your words. He knew thereβs nothing funny about it but he imagined you being all red because of being irresponsible in the sun. It was even more funny for him because you were always telling him that he needs to be careful and he had printed those words in his mind because you repeated them so many times this summer.Β
The July portion of the summer fic fest series is officially done. This week, nothing from the series is getting posted however I have two fics to give to you guys this week!
* means it's getting posted on my sideblog.
Monday, July 27th at 10am EST
Bed Next To Mine, Oscar Piastri
You tell your chat during a stream that your boyfriend doesn't place his bed next to yours in minecraft. And one slip up accidentally reveals your relationship to the whole world. (mcyt!reader + smau, fluff)
Friday, July 31st at 10am EST
Brother's Teammate, John Logan*
Getting drafted to the same city as your brother was amazing, meeting his cute teammate was a bonus. (bruins!logan + pwhl!reader + smau)
For anyone worried because they write the same trope more than once: I love that shit. I will love that first one and I will still be excited for the thirtieth one. Let these idiots do the same thing over and over again. We deserve that.
Summary: Michael takes you out for ice cream with the sun beaming hot, it takes a unique and cool twist.
A/N: sj!kess does not exist to me. Uh ig with kess, I'm not gonna write for him in a specific place but if I do most likely it'll be buffalo. Also the pure coincidence that I'm eating ice cream while writing this lol
Be the good you wish to see in this world -> Donate
Part of my summer fic-fest series(day 6!) :]
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You walked down the pier with Michael, hand in hand.
The ferris wheel blinking rainbows.
The off season did well with keeping hockey off of his mind.
All the doubts, shame, and insecurities faded away.
Faded away the moment he looked at you.
"You think they have cotton candy?" Michael asked.
You glanced up at him, "Probably."
"We'll have to check later," He tells you.
It was only three hours past noon.
Yet the sun was trying to bake you alive.
"It's so hot," You complained.
Michael agreed, "It is, take my sunglasses."
You took the glasses from him and out them on.
Leaving Michael to squint at everything.
"I'm sure there's some shade somewhere." You shrugged.
The scene wasn't pretty at all.
Lots of people walking by, some leaving compared to some who just got here.
There was one thing they all had in common though.
It was extremely hot today.
"Wanna get ice cream?" Michael offers.
You nearly moaned at the thought, "Yes, please!"
"I'm sure there's one up ahead." He murmurs.
And true to his word, there was infact a ice cream shop.
Just up ahead, ran by an elderly couple.
'O'Donnell's sweets for good'
Michael held the door opened for you.
The interior immediately blowing you away.
It was cold, of course.
It was also colorful, Black and white tiles clashed on the floor.
Meanwhile the walls were plastered with pink and purple.
"Oh welcome, my dears." A woman greets. "What can we do for you today?"
You read the name tag 'Mary'.
She was wearing a pink floral dress.
And the length nice grey bob highlighting the waves in her hair.
"Uh," You glanced at Michael. "We'd like two cups of ice cream please."
On cue, Michael got out his wallet.
"You want cookie dough, babe?" You asked him.
"You know I do," He glanced up at the menu.
You ordered for the two of you while Michael paid.
"Oh young love," Mary smiled, "Have you two been together long?"
Michael beamed proudly. "Almost three years, ma'am."
Having already ordered, you two stepped out of line to let more customers to order.
Still, your attention was on the owners and vice versa.
"Always reminds me of Mark and I," Mary tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.
Mark, in question was currently talking to a young boy.
Consoling, more really.
The tears in his eyes began to dry the more he felt better.
"Now I want you to go out there and stand up to them, you hear me?" He asked.
The boy nodded, gaining more courage.
Mark smiled, "Now go on and do it, I believe in you buddy."
The boy hugged him before running out of the store.
Mark looked over at his wife and his smile even more fonder.
The look of love.
"How long have you two been together?" You took your cup of ice cream from her.
"Married for 30, together for 45." Mary nods.
"Yeah," Mark walked over, "I was a total jackass, she was a hopeless yet dramatic romantic."
Mary's cheeks flushed of embarrassment. "I was not dramatic."
Michael chuckled, "It's alright, someone I know very well is also rather dramatic."
"You better take that back," You sent him a warning glance. "How did you two meet-"
"How'd you two meet?" Mary asked at the same time.
It caused a fit of laughter from the four of you.
"Okay, you two go first." Mark wrapped an arm around his wife.
"You wanna tell them or should I?" You asked.
"It's fine, I can tell it." Michael shrugged. "I'm a professional athlete and our mutual friend brought them to one of my games, been together ever since."
You snickered, "And you forgot to mention that you nearly fell face first onto the ice because you were too busy staring."
"Can you blame me?" His ears tinted pink, "You're pretty.
The couple held back laughter at the bickering.
"We met because I was fired from my job," Mark scratched his head.
"And I was just about to start this business alone, he needed a job so I hired him." Mary finished.
"Love really comes in mysterious ways," You hummed.
After a while, they grew busy. You and Michael eventually sat down.
The sun reaching a peak before lowering some, announcing to the world it was almost night.
They began to clean up, you and Michael prepared to go home.
But there was a question just itching at him, you could tell.
You nudged him, and sent him a look.
Michael sighed before heading up to the front desk yet again, with you beside him.
"How do you two do it?" Michael asked. "I mean, you two already sound like you don't fight."
Mary chuckled softly. "Oh we argue, more often than not. All couples do."
"And you just overcome it?" You glanced at Michael. "I atleast give him the silent treatment for a day."
Michael grimaced at the thought. "I hate the silent treatment."
"We promised we'd never go to bed angry at one another," Mark swept the floor. "No matter the disagreement, it won't ever change how I love her."
You nodded, taking in his wisdom.
Meanwhile, Michael was too busy staring at you.
That didn't go unnoticed by either of the owners, who just shared a knowing look.
Mark kissed Mary's cheek before heading to the back.
"Well you two must have many adventures to go on," Mary counted change from the tip jar.
You chuckled. "Yeah, with this heat we have to get going."
"It was nice meeting you both," Michael guided you to the door. "We'll be back for sure."
"We'll be waiting," Mary waved.
The two of you exited the store, feeling satisfied.
"They gave pretty great advice," He kissed your temple.
"Yeah," You smile, "They did."
"It also made me realize something," Michael looked down at you.
You swirled your ice cream. "It did?"
"Mhm," He offered you a taste of his ice cream which you took, "I never want to go to bed mad at you ever again."
You tilted your head up towards him. "Really, you love me that much?"
"So much," Michael pecked your lips, "I never want you to question my love for you."
You captured his lips in an even longer kiss.
"Ew gross," The boy grimaced before running inside the store. "Grandpa, I did it!"
