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Summary: Getting drafted to the same city as your brother was amazing, meeting his cute teammate was a bonus.
A/N: does have some social media posts in this, fc is abby newhook(an amazing hockey player, just finished her rookie season with the fleet and I believe was fourth in the standings for rookie points which is just astonishing because she was drafted 34th overall(roughly the fourth(out of six) round of the 2025 draft). Reader's brother isn't mentioned at all and if you haven't tuned in to the pwhl, you're missing out.
I'm assuming some if not most of you guys weren't hockey fans originally/prior to the show. The term 'puck bunny' isn't a friendly kind of word and shouldn't be treated as such. It's often used against women who are hockey fans, claiming they only like the players because of their attractiveness. Frankly, I don't care what this show is telling you or preaching it as something to be proud of. It's nothing but discouraging and a misogyny tatic to drive women away from enjoying themselves in the world of hockey. If you didn't know that, well now you do! Now onto the fic.
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Yourusername: Being drafted to Boston, it's such a blessing. A huge thank you to everyone who had helped me get to where I am today.
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yourbrother: so so proud of you
megankeller: welcome to the team!
bostoncollege: nice to see you staying in boston
hannahbilka: my bestie i love youuu
bostonfleet: a pair of siblings in boston...
bostonbruins: bostonfleet ๐คญ
bruinsfan: didn't know yourbrother had a sibling
user63: bruinsfan yep yep and they're so so good
bruinsfan: user63 a nice addition then
bostonfan4life: Still remember that ot goal in the beanpot final!
user16: bostonfan4life gives me chills everytime
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You were still feeling the adrenaline.
You got drafted.
And you were staying in Boston.
After just having graduated from Boston College.
You have never felt happier.
Well your brother couldn't wipe his grin off his face.
Your dad was still hugging you.
"We're gonna play in Boston, like together." He says.
You chuckled, "I know, you said it several times already."
"I'm gonna be meeting with my teammates tomorrow, you should come." He looked over at you.
"You're just using me to gloat about how amazing you are," You rolled your eyes.
He barked out a laugh, "Oh, absolutely."
"It doesn't hurt to connect with more hockey players," Your mom suggests.
"Then I'll be there," You nod.
The next day came faster than expected.
You found yourself sitting next to your brother.
In some diner.
It was at least nine in the morning.
"You sure they're coming?" You ask him.
Your brother nods, "Yeah, they're coming."
Just then three men walked inside the diner.
One ran through his hands through his curls.
Another looked around, adjusting his glasses.
And the last one... damn.
His brown curls matched the chocolate of his brown eyes.
And when his gaze locked onto yours.
It was if time stopped.
Your breath caught in your throat.
And he gulped.
"Can you stop eyefucking my teammate?" Your brother sends you a knowing look. "Boys, over here!"
"I wasn't eyefucking him," You mutter, "I was just-"
"Admiring?" Your brother teased, "He's single, you know."
You nudged him to silence him as the group approached.
The man in question dapped your brother up with familiarity.
"Garrett, Fraser, and Logan." He introduces you to them. "This is my sibling, they just got drafted to the fleet."
Fraser's smile lit up in recognition at the team name. "Another hockey player, guess it runs in the family."
"You bet it does," Garrett sat down.
"At least we can bond about being rookies," Logan smiled shyly.
The five of you talked about numerous topics.
A main one being hockey.
Soon enough the brunch was ending.
Garrett and Fraser had already left, Logan just lingered.
"I'll wait for you in the car," Your brother walked away.
Leaving just you and Logan standing awkwardly outside.
"Maybe we can exchange numbers," He scratched his chin. "You can show me some good spots here than I might not know around."
You take his phone and types your number in. "I know a good restaurant we could go to,"
His face lights up. "That'd be perfect, you can also call me John."
"Special enough already?" You ask.
Logan looked at you sheepishly, "Maybe,"
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Johnlogan: off-season keeping me busy
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Juleslogan: I can think of one person who is also keeping you busy...
Johnlogan: juleslogan must you always keep humbling me
juleslogan: johnlogan always
yourbrother: juleslogan keep his ego in check
garrettgraham: golfing seriously?
johnlogan: garrettgraham seriously
bruinsfan75: it's either golf or fish smh
user73: can't wait for your rookie season
user1922: bruins are so lucky to have you
user77: miss you in briar already
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First game of the regular season.
The home opener.
It was againist the habs, Montrรฉal.
And for some reason, Ilya seemed more on edge than usual.
Logan was scared to ask so he didn't.
To boost his mood, you had just started your training camp with the fleet.
Infact you came tonight to support him and your brother.
Along with a select few of your teammates.
Despite that though, somethings been nagging at him.
Your brother.
Logan, truthfully just couldn't understand why he was so chill with everything.
When he usually dates a teammates sibling.
He gets a warning, or a threat disguised as a joke.
He hasn't gotten any of that from your brother.
It threw him off course more than he'd admit.
Logan looked at your brother. "So you're not gonna threaten me or anything?"
"Threaten you, why would I do that?" He taped his stick.
"Because I'm dating your sibling," John tied his skates.
"Okay?" Your brother cut the tape. "If it makes you feel any better, I don't care."
"But usually people give warnings, you know to not break their heart and-" "Dude, just cut it out."
Your brother placed his hand on Logan's shoulder. "You're family now. My parents love you, they love you, hell even I love you. Now stop stressing and focus on the game."
Logan let out a breath he didn't know he was holding.
"Thanks," He mumbles.
"Anytime," Your brother walked away.
"Ay, Graham and Logan. Rookie lap time," Ilya smirked.
The boys cheered the two on, patting them with their sticks.
The two friends made their way onto the ice.
Rest of their gear on besides their helmet.
They'll worry about the fine later.
As for right now, this was it.
Unable to wipe the smiles off their faces.
The cheers from the fans were loud.
They got off the ice and headed back down the tunnel.
"Hannah here?" Logan asked.
Garrett glanced at him with a shy smile. "Yeah,"
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You ran up to Logan after the game.
He caught you in his arms easily.
"You did amazing, that goal was so good." You wrapped your arms around his neck.
"Ouch, I'm right here." Your brother scoffed.
Did nothing to erase his smile though.
Your teammates looked on with amused glances.
As well as some bruins players as they walked pass.
Megan and Ilya talked for a bit, the captains catching up.
Garrett walked over to Hannah with a grin.
"They're cute together," Hannah pecked his cheek.
He chased her lips, capturing her in a soft and slow kiss. "He's so whipped."
Your brother sighed, "Yeah well I'm going home, don't forget to send me the tickets for your game."
You nod at your brother before focusing on Logan again.
He tapped his fingers against your hip in a rhythmic beat.
"I'm craving alfredo," He murmurs.
"We can have alfredo," You lead him to the car.
"Gosh, I love you." Logan says.
Neither of you really notice what he said until he freezes.
You turn back slightly to look at him. "What's wrong?"
"I love you," He repeats, tugging you closer to him.
Now it was your turn to be stunned into silence.
"And I know we've only been dating for a couple of months," Logan looks away from you. "And maybe it's too soon to say it but I-"
You cut him off with a kiss.
His words muffled before fully relaxing against you.
Pouring all of the feelings he can't express properly into the kiss.
You pulled away with a sigh. "I love you,"
Logan's eyes traced all over your face, detecting any lie. He found none.
A small still shy smile made its way onto his face.
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Yourusername: just getting started
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fleetfans19: roty for sure!
bostonfleet: welcome aboard the ship
jessieeldridge: media day is the worst
yourusername: jessieeldridge you said it sister
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Your rookie season has been incredible so far.
To say it was taking a toll on you would be an understatement.
The amount of pressure you felt was overwhelming.
Many critics had a lot to say.
Not getting enough ice time, shots on goal.
You simply weren't being good enough.
Tonight, a game against Montrรฉal.
At TD Garden.
It was sold out, given it was the first time the fleet were playing there.
You knew some bruins players were coming.
Since well, Logan and your brother told just about everyone they knew.
Unfortunately though, at an away game.
Your brother had gotten injured and he couldn't be there tonight.
For some odd reason, you were in the starting lineup.
Listening to both anthems, you held your head low.
And then the puck was dropped.
Every shift had you feeling uneasy.
Your mind retracing every miscalculation.
After a whole 20 minutes of playing, the first period was over.
Still scoreless.
You got pulled aside for an intermission interview.
"It's still scoreless after the opening period, what do you think the team could improve on in terms of offense?" The interviewer questioned.
"I mean, yeah," You panted, "You know we gotta start getting pucks in deep. More shots on goal, throw them off their groove a bit and we'll start winning."
"What do you have to say about the fans here in a sold out TD Garden?" The interviewer nudged you.
You smiled though it didn't quite reach your eyes.
You chuckled, "Oh well um you know, it's pretty electric here. I'm extremely grateful we were given the chance to play here and uh hopefully we come back in the future."
"Thank you," The interviewer ended the interview.
"Thank you," You walked away, adjusting the towel around your neck.
Headed back inside the locker room.
You sat in your stall.
One of your linemates, Ella walked over to you.
"You're off tonight," She says. "You missed two of my passes, that's not like you."
You wiped your face with a towel.
"Just not really feeling it tonight," You shrugged.
"Just not feeling it?" She nudged your knee with her own, "We're playing in TD Garden for the first time in league history and it's sold out. These people came to watch us play."
You looked up at her. "All I've done is mess up, I'm not cut out for this."
She placed her hand on your shoulder, "You're absolutely are, you've been doing this your whole life."
You shook your head, "I just feel like I'm disappointing everyone, disappointing myself with every shift."
"Then don't," Ella says firmly before leaving you alone. "Don't disappoint anyone, prove yourself wrong."
Something ignited within you.
Determination.
As you skated onto the ice for the second and the third period.
Your demeanor was different.
You fought for the puck.
Made yourself more open.
Laying big hits that had the crowd roaring.
Ella held the puck onto her stick as the two of you forced a rush into the offense zone.
She acted like she was going to shoot, tricking Desbiens and the defenders.
Before passing the puck to you.
And instantly shot in at the net.
The goal horn sound blew.
You swore you could go deaf with how loud everyone was.
You were swarmed by your teammates and went first down the handshake line.
The joy radiated from you.
That goal was the first of the night for you.
Beginning of the third period, you got a goal off a deflection.
Officially on hat trick watch.
The fans were rallying behind you.
Your name being chanted even when you weren't on the ice.
It was about the halfway mark in the third.
You had just gotten onto the ice for your shift.
You watched as Ella took the face off in the offense zone.
She won it.
The puck headed towards Megan.
She passed it up to you.
You took the puck, and skated fast.
You skated to the back of the net to do a wrap around.
The defenders tried their best to snag the puck off of you.
It ultimately failed when you took the puck onto your stick.
Lifted it up in the air and sent it to the back of the net, just behind Desbiens' shoulder.
A michigan goal, and the third goal to conclude your very first hat trick.
You got down on a knee and mimicked you were shooting a bow and arrow for your celly.
Above you, Logan watches your celly with a big smile.
"Isn't that your move?" Garrett nudged him.
He chuckled, "It was, I think it's theirs now."
The game ended in a 3-1 win, with you being named the first star.
You had barely exited the locker room before you were picked up and in a hug.
"My baby got a hatty," Logan kissed your neck.
He finally set you down.
Your teammates passed the two of you with polite smiles.
"Guess I had some luck," You pats his shoulder.
"That's not luck, that's pure talent." He corrects you.
You leaned in closer, "Can we go home now? I'm tired."
He pecked your lips, "We can go home, don't have to see anyone else tonight."
You wrapped an arm around his neck. "Oh, I love you John Logan."
Get your pussy up, get your money up. You are a woman, not a girl. A man, not a boy. Twinks aren't a race. Abandon girl math, abandon male incompetence. Disavow internal racism, systemic misogyny (including transmisogynoir) and abuse culture. Accept these fucking words into your heart and you can hit the ground running toward where you want to be inside and out and I'm so fucking serious.
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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)
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Felt like genuine texts that could happen in the show, mohan is our princess iktr. Not abbot pouting because reader paid for something, he's so dramatic oml.
