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the boston brute series: part 9 (baby steps be damned)

The Boston Brute Series: Pt. 9 - Baby Steps Be Damned

Pairing: NHL!Chris Evans x Athletic Trainer!Reader (female character)

Summary: When you graduated from Northeastern University, you had your sights set on the West Coast. And then you were offered a position with the Boston Bruins Athletic Training Department. And then you met Chris. A 6′3″, ruggedly handsome hockey player dead set on making your life a living hell by pushing every button and getting on every nerve. Despite your obvious disdain for each other and the ‘No Fraternization’ clause in your employee contract, you’re drawn together in a passionate, fiery love affair that seems to burn everything in its wake.

Warnings:  Crude language. Chris is an asshole. Neglect from the previous part is joked about being Chris and reader. If you can’t handle that, please do not read. SMUT (fingering, oral - fem receiving. 18+, please. Minors will be blocked.) This part actually has fluff, too! Please do not read this series if you are not a fan of asshole Chris or fics with a lot of angst. As always, let me know if I missed anything!

W/C: 6.6k

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. All players and scenarios are made up completely. This story does not reflect things that actually happen in the NHL or with its players. Additionally, I talk about Chris’s family in this fic. Again, work of fiction and is no reflection of his parents or grandparents in real life.

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Sitting on your designated stool in the corner, your leg bounced rapidly as the game played out in front of you. It was the 3rd period, tied at 2 with the LA Kings.

You have loved hockey for a long time, but even when you were with Dean, the games still didn’t feel this intense. It was so obvious that Chris loved what he did and his love for the game had you hooked. It also didn’t hurt that he looked so damn good while he was doing it. The way that he moved on the ice was mesmerizing, especially because you knew what each of those muscles looked like when they were bare and flexed.

Luckily, no one had gotten injured or needed anything from you today, so you were able to focus on what was happening and it was getting close to going into overtime. There were only 7 minutes left in the game and of course, Chris picked a fight.

You cringed as the other player’s fist swung towards Chris’s face, a hard punch landing on his cheek before he started firing back. This was the one thing you hated. Obviously, they let the players fight for a reason, but it always seemed to be Chris throwing the punches and you hated it.

They hit the ground hard and the crowd rose to their feet, fists pounding against the plexiglass. Chris was pulled off of the other player, whatever they were yelling at each other was drowned out by the roar of the crowd as he was escorted quickly to one of the penalty boxes. He turned to sit on the bench and your rolled your eyes. His cheek was bleeding.

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I can imagine Chris doing this wink cheeky grin then skating away!

the boston brute series: pt. 4 (what are you doing in my house?)

The Boston Brute - Pt. 4 (What Are You Doing In My House? DUAL POV)

Pairing: NHL!Chris Evans x Athletic Trainer!Reader (female character)

Summary: When you graduated from Northeastern University, you had your sights set on the West Coast. And then you were offered a position with the Boston Bruins Athletic Training Department. And then you met Chris. A 6′3″, ruggedly handsome hockey player dead set on making your life a living hell by pushing every button and getting on every nerve. Despite your obvious distain for each other and the ‘No Fraternization’ clause in your employee contract, you’re drawn together in a passionate, fiery love affair that seems to burn everything in its wake.

Warnings: Legal alcohol consumption (reader is in late 20s). Weed mentioned very briefly. Talks of people having sex. Reader gets groped in a bar, someone tries to get her to leave with them. Language. (18+ please. Minors will be blocked.) Let me know if I missed anything!

A/N: I love this ppppaaaarrrtttt. It was a lot longer than I originally thought it would be lol

W/C: 9.1k

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. All players and scenarios are made up completely. This story does not reflect things that actually happen in the NHL or with it’s players.

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Reader POV (picks up where pt. 3 left off)

You peeled out of the parking lot, laughing to yourself at the look on Chris’s face.

He definitely hadn’t expected you to throw Dean back at him.  Not that you had really expected the jealousy you felt when he brought up the puck bunny waiting for him at home… but regardless, you got more of a reaction out of him than he did out of you. Add another tally to the mental scoreboard! Kind of… Was it honestly a tally on your end if you were so damn jealous of the girl he had in his bed tonight? Maybe each of you deserved a tally. He knew exactly what he was going to do when he brought it up. It was made very clear that the tension you felt wasn’t just on your end.

You felt a little bad on your drive home, as confusing as it was, he was pretty upset about what Dean had said to you and he did take a penalty to put him in his place, but Chris was so fucking pushy. And enough with the ‘princess’ talk already. Who does he think he is? It’s so unprofessional and if he kept it up, someone was going to think that something was going on between the two of you. You laughed at the thought.

Sure, you both have clearly noticed that there was some… attraction… but that’s all that it was. Chris was an asshole. A ripped, tall, attractive asshole. But still an asshole.

Several minutes later, you pulled into the driveway, excited to tell Marlowe about Dean getting his ass kicked. Although, knowing Payton, he would’ve already told her what Chris did. He never misses a Bruins game.

You walked through the front door and your heart sank. Your best friend sat on the couch, her beautiful brown eyes were bloodshot and overflowing with tears. Dropping your things, you rushed over to her. “Babe, oh my god, what happened?” You rested your hands on her thighs, giving her a second to collect herself. Whatever it was, she was really hurting.

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the boston brute - pt. 2 (sweden sounds nice)

The Boston Brute - Pt. 2 (Sweden Sounds Nice)

Pairing: NHL!Chris Evans x Athletic Trainer!Reader (female character)

Summary: When you graduated from Northeastern University, you had your sights set on the West Coast. And then you were offered a position with the Boston Bruins Athletic Training Department. And then you met Chris. A 6′3″, ruggedly handsome hockey player dead set on making your life a living hell by pushing every button and getting on every nerve. Despite your obvious distain for each other and the ‘No Fraternization’ clause in your employee contract, you’re drawn together in a passionate, fiery love affair that seems to burn everything in its wake.

Warnings: Chris is an asshollleeee, language, sexual innuendos, parental death mentioned, legal alcohol consumption (reader is in late 20s), reader talking down about herself a little. 

A/N: I need Connor in my life honestly. 

W/C: 8k

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. All players and scenarios are made up completely. This story does not reflect things that actually happen in the NHL or with it’s players.

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“He’s not that bad…” 

You rolled your eyes at Connor, moving the mouse so the computer came to life. It was almost 8am, Connor’s appointment with you was at 8:30, but he always brought you coffee and joined you at open so he could talk your ear off about whatever or whoever he did this weekend. Today, it was different. You were beyond exhausted after being kept awake all weekend by Marlowe and Payton’s relentless porno making and were not looking forward to the fact that you had to deal with Chris later today, too, so instead of focusing on Connor, you vented. 

About everything. Not that he seemed to care. 

But first, it started with Marlowe and Payton and your annoyance with their constant need to be wrapped up in each other, Connor’s rebuttal being that you were sad and single. Maybe he wasn’t wrong… but that didn’t save him from the shoulder punch you threw his way. 

Then, you went off on a tangent about Chris. His attitude, his stupid fucking scowl and constant need to argue and undermine everything that came out of your mouth.

Connor’s ‘not that bad’ was in reference to your comment comparing him to Satan. You begged to differ. 

“He is that bad, Connor.” You scoffed, shaking your head while you sipped from the large latte he provided this morning, “He’s probably not all sexist and grumpy when he’s around you.” 

Connor’s eyebrows jumped up in surprise. “Sexist?” 

“Why else would he want someone else? He thinks I’m incapable of helping him because I’m a woman.” 

His eyes narrowed, “Did he say that?” 

You huffed in response, turning your attention back to the computer so you could print out the client sheet for today. 

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Freaking amazing Cait! Always surprising what you write! Love it!

the boston brute series: surprise epilogue extension

The Boston Brute Series: Surprise Epilogue Extension

Pairing: NHL!Chris Evans x Athletic Trainer!Reader (female character)

Summary: When you graduated from Northeastern University, you had your sights set on the West Coast. And then you were offered a position with the Boston Bruins Athletic Training Department. And then you met Chris. A 6′3″, ruggedly handsome hockey player dead set on making your life a living hell by pushing every button and getting on every nerve. Despite your obvious disdain for each other and the ‘No Fraternization’ clause in your employee contract, you’re drawn together in a passionate, fiery love affair that seems to burn everything in its wake.

Warnings: Language, fluff, happy tears

W/C: 1.3k

A/N: this was inspired by a little tweet i saw of a mom refusing to punish her son because he stood up for his female teammate. thought it was fitting so i had to write it! THANK YOU FOR 9K!!! Here’s your gift hahaha

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. All players and scenarios are made up completely. This story does not reflect things that actually happen in the NHL or with its players. Additionally, I talk about Chris’s family in this fic. Again, work of fiction and is no reflection of his parents or grandparents in real life.

I do NOT give permission for my work to be translated or reposted on here or any other site. Reblogs, comments, likes, and feedback ALWAYS appreciated ❤

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“We have to talk to him,” you crossed your arms, leaning against the wall in the hallway outside your 17-year-olds room. It was late and you really didn’t want to have to lecture him at 11 pm on a school night, but it needed to be done. 

Chris shrugged, “It’s just a part of the game, princess. You know that.” 

You rolled your eyes, “Yeah, I do. But it’s the 5th game in a row. He plays for his high school, not the NHL. If he keeps this up, he’s gonna get kicked out of the league.” 

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Life Is Short So Make It Sweet Masterlist

You left behind your life in New York for Lake Superior, settling in Duluth, Minnesota as Mason Academy's newest eighth grade teacher. You weren't expecting to meet anyone, nor were you looking. But when a field trip introduced you to Curtis Everett, your chance meeting opened another new chapter for you.

Warnings will be issued at the beginning of each chapter. This is an 18+ only blog.

Chapter One: Freightyard Education

Chapter Two: Second Chance Paulies

Chapter Three: Va Bene Night With The Stars

Chapter Four: Doorway Kisses

Chapter Five: Taking The Next Step

Chapter Six: Will You Be Mine?

Chapter Seven: When The Mask Comes Off

Chapter Eight: It's The Most Wonderful Time Of The Year 🎃

Chapter Nine: Life Carries On

Chapter Ten: Pretty Girl Honey

Chapter Eleven: More Than Just Turkey

Chapter Twelve: When It All Feels Like Home

Chapter Thirteen: Proceed To The Exit

Chapter Fourteen: It's The Merriest Time Of Year

Chapter Fifteen: Getaway

Chapter Sixteen: A Gift of Trust

Chapter Seventeen: Farewell Kiss

Chapter Eighteen: Introductions Made

Chapter Nineteen: Chasing Away The Winter Blues

Chapter Twenty: Sweet Addictions

Chapter Twenty-One: Lulled By The Waves

Chapter Twenty-Two: Winner Takes All

Chapter Twenty-Three: Not A Chance

Evening Quiet: Curtis and Honey Drabble.

Chapter Twenty-Four: When It All Goes Out

Chapter Twenty-Five: Heart Felt Truths

Chapter Twenty-Six: Busted

Good Fucking Girl: Curtis and Honey Drabble

Chapter Twenty-Seven: Creating New Habits

Chapter Twenty-Eight: Caught In The Rain

Chapter Twenty-Nine: Perfect Imperfections

Curtis and Honey Autumn This Or That Series (Fall celebration series 2023) 🧡🍁

Drabbles 🐝

Beehive

Welcome Home

Night Intruders

Fall Pumpkin Walk

Bonfire

Night In

Curtis’s Haunted House

Spooky Time Shows

Sitting On Face

Fall Time Discussion

Ax Throwing

Cold Winter Night

Sunday Night

Let Me FIx It

Let's Go Find Bigfoot

Betty White's My Girl

After A Month Apart

Goofing Off In The Kitchen

Lunch Break

Parent Confrontation

Game Night

First Day of School Surprise

It's Been A Day

Dogearring A Book

It's All Fun And Games

Halloween Preparations

Curtis Cheering Up His Girl

Curtis and Honey Teasing

Gray Sweatpants

Out With The Old

Working on the Camaro

Night At Paulie's

Help Required

In The Present

Two AM Pancakes

Vacation Moods

Snowstorm At The Cabin Prompt

Comfort Prompt- 2 for 1- So Many Things + Nightmares

Bad Day

Random Surprises

Soft Prompts- 2 for 1- Curtis and Honey From Behind

Soft Prompt- Curtis Gives Honey A Surprise

Ask- Curtis Surprising Honey

Smut Prompt- Curtis Making Honey His Priority

Ask- One Way To Say Goodbye

Ask- Bets On

Ask- And Chill?

BJ In Your PJ's

Halloween Special: If You Got It, Haunt It

Ask- How Is Curtis During Your Period?

Breeding Kink Ask

Curtis and The Mustache Debate Ask

Pillow Fights and Tickles Ask

Tickles Ask Continued

St Patrick's Day Special- Kiss Me, I'm-

Affection Ask

All His

Sleepy Time Ask

Watermelon Suga'

Curtis and Timmy Drabble

Ask- Curtis Catches Honey Being Leered At

Ask- Party Prep

Porch Light

Ask- Curtis Taking Care Of You

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Autumn Themed Moodboards made by @xxindiglow for Curtis and Honey 🍯🐝🍂🎃

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Long awaited chapter 8 does not disappoint!

Although I wonder about the other parts of where the story would of taken us!

the boston brute series: pt. 8 (baby steps, DUAL POV)

The Boston Brute Series: Pt. 8 - Baby Steps (DUAL POV)

Pairing: NHL!Chris Evans x Athletic Trainer!Reader (female character)

Summary: When you graduated from Northeastern University, you had your sights set on the West Coast. And then you were offered a position with the Boston Bruins Athletic Training Department. And then you met Chris. A 6′3″, ruggedly handsome hockey player dead set on making your life a living hell by pushing every button and getting on every nerve. Despite your obvious disdain for each other and the ‘No Fraternization’ clause in your employee contract, you’re drawn together in a passionate, fiery love affair that seems to burn everything in its wake.

Warnings:  Crude language. Chris is an asshole. Somewhat toxic relationship/situation. Lots of Angst, neglect from the previous part is joked about being Chris and reader. If you can’t handle that, please do not read. (18+, please. Minors will be blocked.)  Please do not read this series if you are not a fan of asshole Chris or fics with a lot of angst. As always, let me know if I missed anything!

A/N: I finished this like 2 minutes ago lmao please expect grammatical errors also, shout out to @blizzspeaks​ and @tis-thedamn-season​ for letting me bounce ideas off of you constantly hahaha i love and appreciate you more than you know!

W/C: 7.1k

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. All players and scenarios are made up completely. This story does not reflect things that actually happen in the NHL or with its players. Additionally, I talk about Chris’s family in this fic. Again, work of fiction and is no reflection of his parents or grandparents in real life.

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“Hey, you.” You smiled softly as Chris walked through your office door, pushing it shut behind him. His hair was damp from his shower, styled back and out of his face with the exception of one strand that fell down the center of his forehead, curling slightly. 

He let his duffle bag hit the floor with a thud. “Hey.” He responded, mirroring the same nervous smile. Your eyes moved slowly around his face, memorizing his features. His smile was your favorite. Chris had only blessed you with an actual, genuine smile a couple of times and now that you guys have decided to give your relationship a shot, you longed to see it more. 

“Need stretched?” You inquired, standing from your desk and raising your eyebrow playfully. He didn’t. You knew that he was just coming to say bye and walk you to your car. It’d only been 3 days since you guys started officially dating and you were loving that you’d kind of already fallen into a routine.

Chris shrugged. “I wouldn’t mind having your hands on me.” 

“Ha.” You rolled your eyes, walking around your desk and leaning your butt against the edge. He sauntered towards you, stopping just before he reached you. 

“Everyone else cleared out.” 

Your smile widened at the obvious statement. This was Chris you were dealing with, after all. “I figured.” Even on days when he just had practice, he was still the last one out of the locker room. It made you giddy inside thinking that you were part of the reason for that now. 

He closed the distance between you, reaching up to cup your cheek. “How was your day, princess?”

Leaning into his hand slightly, your eyes met his as you thought back to the first time he’d called you that. You couldn’t stand it. Now, it makes your heart skip a beat. “Uneventful. Yours?” 

“Uneventful,” Chris responded quietly, his eyes dropping to your lips for a second before meeting your gaze again. 

It was obvious that he wanted to kiss you, but Chris had been very adamant about following your baby steps rule. Annoyingly so. 

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Sending hugs and love to all of you guys! Thanks for keeping me entertained with all the fanfics!

You know, if you’re thinking about sending someone a nice message and you’re unsure because you’re shy or whatever, just do it anyway. This world lacks so much kindness, and I see people all the time talking about why receiving a sweet message was the highlight of their day. If you have the ability to literally make someone’s day by taking a moment to say a few nice words like, just do it.