(—) ★ spotted!! ANGEL GRIFFIN on the cover of this week’s most recent tabloid! many say that the 31 year old looks like CASEY DEIDRICK but i don’t really see it. while the NHL LA KINGS CAPTAIN is known for being GENEROUS my inside sources say that they have a tendency to be FICKLE i swear, every time i think of them, i hear the song EGO BY BEYONCE { he/him - cismale} - penned sophie, 26, cisfemale, she/her
if you ask people who knew angel before the NHL what he was like, you’d get a very different answer to the version from the people that knew him after.
despite the fact he grew up larger than life, very obviously one of the bigger kids in the group. angel was always gentle, growing up in small town Minnesota he had a very simple outlook on life and what he was going to get out of it. he was going to marry hannah, the girl he had been in love with since the third grade, and he was going to take over the ranch that his parents owned as the oldest son.
he’d got it all figured out, from a very young age and people laughed that he was beyond his years with his life plans. they didn’t waiver though, not even when he started hockey practice, it was for fun at first, he and some of the boys joined as a joke, only at his sized, with his speed? it turned out that angel had something the rest of the kids didn’t have and sooner rather than later he was spending less time breathing in the fresh country air and his lungs were used to nothing but the crisp ice.
when he got into the university of minnesota on a full ride for hockey no one was more shocked than himself but hannah was smart enough to join him and the two of them went out into the world from their small town together. for four years he didn’t see a change in his plan, just an extension of time and soon enough he and hannah would be home again.
then the draft happened, he’d finished college, been told by just about everyone that he would be stupid not to enter and show how it had managed to slip him and his easy life style that he really was that good. when he was drafted into the LA kings as the 9th pick of the draft no one was more shocked them himself, no one was less impressed than hannah. as it turned out, she hadn’t loved the idea of him playing hockey ever but had thought it was always something he would do for a while not forever, she wanted to build a home, find herself back in their small town and she couldn’t with him drafted.
angel came home to a note lent against the old vase of flowers he’d gotten her before he had travelled for the draft and just life that life as he knew it changed. and so did he. he let the guys on the team take him out, he filled out the muscle he had been carrying through college into a full man.
when the puck bunnies and brand deals came he gave himself away to every single one of them and slowly but surely over the years angel has become less and less the gentleman that he was known for.
these days he’s the NHL bad boy, he get’s rookies under his wing and more action than they’ve been in their little lives and he’s always the first to throw gloves and check someone into the boards if they mess with his team.
since he was 22 angel has lived his life truly believing hockey is the only thing he needs besides good sex and good beer and he intends to live out his life with that theory.
