#kasperi kapanen x reader

[onlyawhim]

Treat you Better - Auston Matthews x Reader

Auston sees how Kasp treats you & thinks (and eventually proves ;)) that he can treat you better.

Totally made Kasperi a douche in this - sorry Kasp fans. Also, obvi set when they were both on the Leafs!

Two months, you've been keeping track - but of course would never tell Kasperi (you can imagine it now: "Why do I care how long we've been talking? It's not like we're dating, Y/N"). Two months of being a second choice. No chance of commitment anywhere in sight. But you stay, because Kas is charming and good-looking. You convince yourself maybe he'll change, maybe he just isn't ready for commitment right now. Of course he's not just messing with you - he wouldn't do that.

He invited you to his game. You thought maybe this was a sign that he truly cared for you. Would he invite you to watch him if he didn't actually like you? Or did he just want one more Kapanen fan in the building? You push that second thought out of your head as quick as it comes.

Well, obviously he would just invite people to invite people, because here you sit watching him chat up two blonde girls who are very giddy to be graced by Kasperi Kapanen's presence.

The game was nerve-racking, ending with a 5-4 Leaf's win. You were excited to wait outside of the Leaf's locker room. You felt like a true NHL girlfriend. Well, you did, until Kas passed you with a nod (what am I, some fan waiting for a high-five?!) and headed straight for the two pretty girls also standing outside the lockeroom, clearly waiting for any NHL player to pay attention to them - hell, maybe even a gear manager if they were wearing a Leaf's shirt.

So, here you sit, waiting for Kasperi to decide that the girl he invited to watch him play - the one who dutifully cheered for every good play of his and only secretly cheered for one of the other good-looking men in blue - was worth his attention after all. You had even denied a ride home from your friends because "I'll just ride home with Kas". How stupid you felt now...

Kasperi is always a good time when you hang out. He's funny and charming. But this is your first time being in public with him - or, rather, in public watching him act like you're not with him.

You're growing angrier and angrier as Kas makes these girls giggle. Luckily, a good-looking distraction with wet hair steps out of the lockeroom. He looks set on leaving the building ASAP, until he locks eyes with you.

"Hey," he says with a smile, approaching you. You scan his face and sense that he's wondering who you are - why you're waiting. Which player you belong to, you think sourly.

"Hi" you smile politely. There's a pause, so you introduce yourself. "I'm Y/N".

"Y/N," he repeats, "I'm Auston." He sticks his hand out for a shake.

"I know" you giggle, shaking his hand. A dagger of a thought (so Kasperi hasn't mentioned you... ouch) flashes in your mind, but you try to ignore it for now.

"What ya doin out here?" he asks, nodding to the emptying hallway.

"Oh.. Kasperi invited me" you say, moving your gaze over to him. A third girl has joined his audience.

Auston looks over and sees the same thing you do. He nods slowly and moves his attention back to you.

"Gotcha... he doesn't know how to treat a guest does he?" he laughs awkwardly.

"No, it looks like he's pretty good at it" you say, smiling pityingly, nodding towards his group of female fans.

After watching for a second, Auston yells, "Kasp!" he pauses as Kasperi snaps his head in your guys' direction. "You done?"

You're a bit embarrassed, but grateful that you didn't have to be the one to break him from his conversation. Kasperi's eyes switch between you and Auston. Without saying anything, he walks towards the two of you, like a kid in trouble.

"Now I am" he says to Auston, before putting an arm around your shoulders and heading towards the door.

You look back and send Auston a smile. He smiles back with a small wave.

"You played good", you say to Kas, hoping to pretend whatever just happened for the last 20 minutes didn't actually happen.

"Yeah, thanks. Thanks for coming", he says as you both walk towards his car.

The car ride is awkward. Or, maybe, you imagine it as awkward. Kas seems just fine.

He takes you back to his place, as he always does. You sit on his couch, as you always do. The two of you haven't gotten any more intimate than a few kisses - you were adamant that you wanted to wait. He was similarly adamant that he didn't want to. Either way, you both sit on the couch, watching some movie that he picked. He didn't try anything more than an arm around your shoulders for the whole night. Instead, actually, you felt like he was just waiting for you to leave. Does he have other plans for the night?

"Do you want me to come to your next game?" you ask.

"Yeah, sure, if you want to come." he says, not taking his eyes from the TV.

God, this night was painful. But, you told yourself, maybe it would get better.

--

This game-day will definitely end better. The last game fiasco is behind you. You even asked to wear his jersey - and he let you! That has to mean something.

Here you wait, again, outside of the lockeroom. They lost this time - 2-5. Despite the score, you are proud to be sporting "Kapanen" on your back.

Auston steps out of the lockeroom before Kasperi. He locks eyes with you, once again, and smiles.

"Hey, Y/N" he says, approaching you.

"Hi. You played good tonight", you say, returning his smile.

"Not good enough, though", he laughs lightly, pitifully.

Before you can respond, Kas walks out of the lockeroom. This time, he walks straight to you - not past you. Progress!

Auston moves aside so Kasp can join the conversation - and though you would never say it, you preferred the one-on-one with Auston.

"See ya got her to wear your jersey", Auston says to Kasperi with a smile.

"She asked," he says, putting an arm around you. "Dirtied it up just for us to lose". Your smile drops (did he not want me to wear it??). This doesn't go over Auston's head, though it definitely misses Kasperi.

"You can dirty up my jerseys anytime, Y/N", Auston says lightly, giving you a smile. Kasperi laughs and leads you out the door. Again, you shoot a smile to Auston as you leave. How is it that Auston's on your side more often than Kasperi is?

--

Third home game. You've decided this is his last chance. His games are the only times you go out in public together - otherwise, you're just hanging out at his house. He is always so fun to be around in private. But once he gets in public, it feels like his facade drops. So, third try. Third home game.

They win this time, 4-1. You had washed and returned Kasp's jersey after his comment last time. Standing outside the locker room, you wait. Kasperi comes out before Auston this time (am I waiting for Auston? Why was I disappointed when it was Kasp and not Auston?).

"The guys are going for drinks, I'm gonna go with 'em" he says casually.

You don't know what to say, so you just look at him for a second to see if he's serious. Where were you supposed to go? He should have said something earlier so you wouldn't have waited out here for him. Before you can put any of these thoughts into words, Auston steps out of the lockeroom. He catches Kasp's next words.

"I can call you an uber if you don't have a ride or something." Was this his attempt at kindness?

"Kasp.." you say, exasperatingly.

Auston interjects. "I can drive you home." he says looking between you and Kasperi.

"You don't have to do that, man", Kasperi speaks for you. This leaves you even more shocked.

Auston ignores him, eyes still on you.

"I'd really appreciate that", you say, looking back at him.

"See, Kasp, it's taken care of. Have fun, man", Auston says, slightly stepping between you and Kasperi.

"Alright", Kasperi says, clearly not interested enough to say anything more. "See you guys", he says before turning around and heading for the door.

"Thank you, Auston. I really appreciate it", you say, nervously, embarrassed that you even came here with Kasperi.

"I don't mind. I'm not putting you in an uber", he laughs.

You laugh with him at the absurdity.

You both head for the door. Walking next to him, you can really appreciate how large he is. You blush at the whole situation.

He points at a Porche sitting in the parking garage, shining in all of its' luxury, "That's me", he says, unlocking it.

"Fancy", you giggle as he opens the passenger door for you.

He laughs and shuts your door, tossing his gear in the backseat before getting in on his own side.

The car ride is filled with comfortable silence, the radio playing quietly, only interrupted by your directions.

"Really, thank you for taking me home, Auston", you say, glancing at him.

He looks at you for a second before returning his eyes to the road. "I really don't mind. It's nice to see you somewhere outside of a dark hallway, anyways", he says.

"Yeah, you won't see me there again", you say, still embarrassed by Kasperi. So much for a third chance.

"Or, y'know, next time you'll be wearing a 34", he says. You laugh.

"Wouldn't wanna dirty up one of your jerseys" you giggle, referring to Kasperi's odd comment.

"God, he's a douche, isn't he. I'm sorry", Auston says.

"Just glad I had my knight in shining armor there to save me," you joke.

"That's what I'm here for", he laughs.

He pulls up to your building. "Want me to walk you up?" he asks.

"It's okay," you answer, "I have mace" you joke.

At this, he scoffs jokingly and turns the car off before getting out. You do the same, walking to your building with Auston behind you. You climb the stairs and stop in front of your door.

"Thank you, Auston". You say, locking eyes with him.

"Of course, Y/N." he smiles.

"Can I get your number, just to make sure you make it home safe?" you say.

He pulls out his phone and adds your number, giving you his.

"Have a good night, Y/N".

"You too," you smile, unlocking the door. He heads back down to his car.

A much better ending to game night.

--

The next morning you wake to the doorbell ringing. In your shock at the unannounced guest, you climb out of bed and check out the peephole. Through it, you see a delivery driver setting down a large bag.

You wait for him to walk away before you open the door to check out this mysterious delivery. Setting it on the counter, you open it carefully.

In it is a container holding a huge breakfast - pancakes, bacon, and fruit. Under the container, a Maple Leafs jersey - number 34. Matthews written on the back. You smile big at this.

You grab your phone to send him a text.

"Auston!!" you say, sending a picture of the gift.

"For the next game ;)", he writes.

[lukehughes43]

MASTERLIST!

NHL

ryder donovan: about last night  → When your parents go out of town for the weekend, your friends begin to pressure you into throwing a part. A small get together of friends soon breaks into a full blown party, one your next door neighbor can’t help but attend.

joel farabee: distractions all parts [mafia au] [nsfw. 18+] → Being born into the South Philly mob could be seen as a dream, or a nightmare. For Joel Farabee it was a dream, the dream. If only he knew exactly all that came with it.

jack hughes: all over again → A seemingly perfect relationship between Jack Hughe and yourself had been put to the test a mere handful of times due to petty fights, and social media. However, when the same thing occurs for a second time, you can’t seem to let it go.

hot chocolate  → Christmas Eve in the Hughes house is always one to remember. This year is even better as Brady made the time to come down for a visit, or for some meddling and a cup of hot chocolate. You’ve yet to decide. 

my angel  → The biggest moment of Jack’s life is about to happen without the most important person in his life: you. Now his real life angel, Jack must fight through the emotions of draft day without you by his side like he had always dreamed of. 

not my fault → Jack finds himself in a hard spot after a party and having too much to drink. You decide his actions from that night are something that you can’t ignore.

old town road → After a burst appendix and emergency surgery, Jack enlists the help of the USNTDP team to make you feel better.

Superstar → Once Jack is drafted first overall, he’s whisked away to Jersey for his media tour and development camp. While it’s a routine trip away, you can’t help but feel like there’s something he isn’t telling you. 

through a lens → Watching one too many YouTube videos after boredom, Y/n gets Jack to start a vlog with her.

when we were young → Since Jack Hughes was born, you were always in his life. Wherever he went, you went. If he played hockey, you played hockey. For every big moment and birthday you were by each other's side. It only made sense that over time a relationship was born. And with that, you got to watch your best friend live his life long dream: playing against his brother in the NHL.

thunderstorms  → A hard fought playoff win is rewarded with a thunderstorm. That thunderstorm just happens to bring an extra pair of feet to sleep in yours and Jack’s bed. 

not before dinner → Dinner’s right around the corner, but Jack can’t say no to his oldest daughter. Especially when you disappear upstairs to take care of the baby. 

luke hughes: No time for goodbyes [luke hughes x coug!reader] → With Luke leaving for the Frozen Four, reality has begun to seep in that the life you had built with him over the past 4 years in Ann Arbor was coming to a close. Who knew leaving Michigan behind would cause so many tears?

nye traditions  → Playing a World Juniors game on New Years Eve wasn’t going to stop Luke from getting his New Years kiss from you. That and he would have 3 disappointed teammates if he missed the kiss. 

kasperi kapanen: i see you → Kasperi still wasn’t sure what caused the end of your relationship. All he knows is that it’s been weeks since he last heard from you, and you’re still all he can think about. Hoping to find a new distraction out with the rookies he runs into what he least expects.

8 letters → A past relationship has affected your ability to let people in, and say the simple phrase everyone longs to hear. So much so that it ruins the relationship with the only man you’ve really loved.

spencer knight: beg for it [nsfw. 18+] → You know what they say, if the boats rockin’ don’t come knockin’. 

family affair → A Connecticut thunderstorm has broken the once peaceful sleep you were enjoying. It also disturbs the slumber of Spencer, Hannah, Claire, and the family dog Baylor. The only place left to find comfort? Spencer’s bed.

heart stops beating → It has felt as if this all your life, and all of Spencer’s life, have led up to the utterance of three little words. 

mitch marner: why won’t you love me? → Time changes a relationship more than Mitch or yourself could’ve expected as teenagers in love. Now in your early twenties, do both of you understand just how much it has changed you.

auston matthews: all I know → On a visit back to your hometown, Auston realizes there’s so much more he doesn’t know about you. As he watches your past cause you to crumble, he has to fight to pick up your pieces. 

and they were roommates → Two best friends who have gone through everything together. Birth. Birthdays. High school. NHL draft. Every big moment they’ve been there for each other. What happens when one of them realizes they’ve been in love this whole time?

prank war → An uneventful off day for Auston, catapults a month long prank war everyone on the Maple Leafs can’t help but get involved with. 

casey mittelstadt: “who’s crosby again?” → Casey and yourself have always never seen eye to eye when it came to favorite players in the NHL. So much so that you can’t help but poke fun at the legendary Penguin to get under your boyfriend's skin.

the ways i love you → A person can say, “I love you” in more ways than just saying the three words. Over the course of a year, Casey’s actions have shown you all the ways he loves you.

william nylander: the bull cut → William’s mother Camilla makes a quick visit to Toronto carrying old photographs of Will as a child. In those photos he’s sporting a very interesting haircut, one that you can’t let him live down.

the blue’s in your eyes → On a dark Toronto afternoon, one cheesy pick up line changes the relationship between Will and yourself forever.

alex turcotte: the story of us → While making dinner one night, your son can’t help but ask how you and his father met. What started as a simple story to occupy your son while making dinner, soon turned into a full story over the remainder of the night.

trevor zegras: dial drunk → When you had ended your relationship with Trevor almost three years ago, he wasn’t sure why. Even now, back in your shared hometown he couldn’t find the answer. Instead he found bottle after bottle of alcohol to drown out the memory of you. Only, some memories refuse to go away, and the memory of you was one he couldn’t drown away.

[ilyasorokinn]

this is so cheesy but can you do Kasperi Kapanen with number 9 from the general dialogue prompts (“Are they dead?”) about like… killing bugs for you lol

BUGS

9. "are they dead" (from this prompt list)

tw: killing of a bug

you had a deathly fear of spiders to the point where if you saw a spider, your entire day was put on hold until it was caught and killed. kasperi knew this since he was the person who was catching them.

he left early in the morning to get some errands done, and was getting ready to start grocery shopping when he got frantic texts from you.

y/n, the bae ❤️‍🔥💚💛❤️💚💙🖤 kas kasperi this is not the time to not reads your texts KASPERI!

kas, the man 🧍‍♂️ what? what is it?

y/n, the bae ❤️‍🔥💚💛❤️💚💙🖤 come home please quick run if it's quicker

kas, the man 🧍‍♂️ what happened?!

y/n, the bae ❤️‍🔥💚💛❤️💚💙🖤 hurry!

kas, the man 🧍‍♂️ all right, i'm on my way

kasperi rushed home, breaking a few speeding laws on the way. he opted for the stairs as opposed to the elevator, "what? what is it? what happened?" he burst through the front door.

"in here!" you shouted from the bathroom.

he sprinted down the hallway and found you standing on the sink of the bathroom, "what's going on?"

"there's a spider in the bathtub," you told him.

he deflated, catching his breath from the hike he had taken to get to your apartment, "are you kidding? i broke the speed limit, ran up the stairs and you mean to tell me that i did all of that because there's a tiny spider in the shower?"

"yes!" you exclaimed.

"i didn't even get to grocery shop."

"i'll do it for you, just get rid of it!" you shouted.

"all right, i'll do it. go outside." you hopped off the sink and waited in the hallway for him to "get rid of it".

after a few moments, you heard a loud bang and the door opened, "are they dead?”

“yes, the spider is gone. is that all, your highness?" he joked.

"no, that'll be all."

taylor's night of neglect!

[harlowhockeystick]

All I Want - Kasperi Kapanen

Kasperi is horrible at christmas shopping, seriously, the worst.

contains: fluff, cuss words, kasperi kicking himself

word count: 1,229

12 fics of Christmas

psa; i had actually no real idea what i was doing with this fic. i just wanted to get this one over with so i could move on to the last two fics lmao. so, i am sorry that this sucks

tagging: @thecoldwind @puckbunnyforsway @drei-mrssvechii

Kasperi was stuck. He had no clue what to get Y/N for Christmas. In a way he felt bad, he had given you a whole list of things he desired for christmas. Some extravagant, like a seven hundred dollar french press, some strange, like an ice ball maker, and some small, like a new beanie. Some things on his list you had never even heard of, like, a toaster fryer.

But honestly, he had no idea what to get Y/N, as bad as it sounds. Every store he went to, he found nothing. Every website he looked at, nothing. Every boutique, corner store, instagram page- there was nothing that he knew you would love. Maybe he didn’t know her as well as he thought he did. He was second guessing himself, all because of a gift that he didn’t even have yet. So yeah, Kasperi was stuck.

He even tried to sneak on her phone and look at one of her pinterest boards to see if he would find anything there. But he didn’t know the password to the phone, and was a little sad when he tried the code and it wasn’t your anniversary date. He also tried to get on her laptop, but again, he didn’t know the password and was sad when the password wasn’t his name.

He spent his days and nights thinking about what to get Y/N. He watched her extra carefully over the next few days, paying closer attention to the shows she watches, the songs that she has on her playlists, and the things she looks at and touches when they went to the mall together. Kasperi felt stupid- how does a boyfriend not know what to get his girlfriend for Christmas? What kind of partner is that?

He was now counting down the days until December twenty fifth. Counting how many days he had left and how many hours he had until christmas morning when he was to watch her open his gift. That was, if he could find one by then.

When he walked into the living room on December nineteenth, fresh from a full night’s sleep, he saw that there were at least ten gifts wrapped. Wrapped with bows, pretty wrapping paper, and glittery name tags on top. He glanced over and every single gift but one, was for him. He felt so bad, terrible, awful, like the worst person ever. He had gifts wrapped and ready to go, but there was yet nothing under the tree for Y/N.

He knew he had to find something. Anything would do at this point. It was getting to the point where it would be too late for Amazon prime delivery to work. So he waits, waits for you to leave for the day so that he could gather up his things and head to the mall- once again for what seems like the tenth time that week.

He walks up and down the mall, going and searching through every store that sells womens clothes and jewelry. He has her clothes sizes in his notes on his phone so he knows what to get, but nothing jumps out at him. Everything seems so bland, so…lame. He had now been in the mall for close to three hours- he had gone through nearly every store and came up empty handed in each one. He walked through and headed towards the parking garage. On his way there, he walked past victoria's secret and thought about getting lingerie…but decided against it. He didn’t want to be that boyfriend.

He got in his car and rested his head on the steering wheel. He felt horrible, like a sack of shit that had been kicked across the road. Kasperi was cursing himself the entire way home, asking himself why he was like this. He was horrible when it came to giving gifts, he always had been. There was one year where he didn’t get his sisters or mother anything for Christmas- partially because they didn’t ask him to, knowing this curse he had been born with, that was Christmas shopping.

When he pulls into the driveway of his home he notices that Y/N is back, and he dreads going inside. She’s probably got three more gifts wrapped, he thinks to himself. Turning the car off and walking in the door, she immediately shouts to him, “Kas, close your eyes! I’m not done yet!” indicating that his thoughts were right, she’s got a couple more gifts to wrap for him.

He turns around and faces the door, waiting to be told when he was able to turn back around. When he did, he felt his heart sink to the floor. He saw at least eight more boxes, and one of them was a pretty big one. That must be the french press.

“Okay, some of these are for your family but the rest is for you,” he didn’t smile like she thought he would. He didn’t laugh and kiss her on the cheek like he always did, instead he pursed his lips and walked towards the kitchen with his head hung low. Y/N followed him, asking if he was okay but she didn’t get a response. She was met with silence and sad brown eyes. “What’s wrong?”

He didn’t respond, instead he started to make a sandwich that he really wasn’t hungry for. Kasperi sighed, how could he admit the truth? How could he tell his girlfriend that he had yet to get her something for Christmas, when she already had his entire amazon wish list bought for him?

“I didn’t get you anything for Christmas,” he mumbled, looking down at the kitchen counter as he stood against it. He felt so guilty, defeated and gutted. “And i feel horrible about it, ‘cause you got me all this stuff and couldn’t come up with anything,” when he looked up at Y/N, he was shocked to see that she wasn’t sad. She wasn’t holding back tears and she wasn’t holding her fists in anger.

“Well, that’s okay. I have all I want, anyway.” Y/N responded, stepping closer towards him and hopping up onto the kitchen island. He didn’t want to step closer to her, though. In a way he didn’t even feel worthy enough to be in her presence.

“But it’s not okay, Y/N. I shopped for weeks and I didn't find something that you would like- or at least thought you would like. What kind of boyfriend am i? Can’t even get his own girl something for Christmas,” Kasperi pouted, hanging his head low and on the verge of tears. Y/N saw how horrible he felt and how deflated he was.

“Kas, I promise you, I'm okay. Christmas isn’t even about presents, anyway. I’m more than happy to be able to spend the holiday with you and your family.” Kasperi sighed. He truthfully didn’t know how she couldn’t be sad about it. Everyone deserves gifts on Christmas, least of all Y/N.

“I’ll tell you what,” she could tell that he was still sad about it, so she decided to make an ultimatum, “after Christmas, if it makes you feel better, you can take me shopping and you can buy me a gift or two then. Would that make you feel better?”

He nodded his head in response. She opened his arms and he stepped into them, wrapping his arms around her like she did to him. He rested his head against her shoulder, closing his eyes and slowly swayed back and forth with her. “How did I get so lucky with you?”

.・。♡.・゜✭・.・✫・゜✭・。. ♡・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜♡・。.✫

- thank you for reading! i hope you enjoyed, feedback and comments are always appreciated! happy new year!

xo, j

[idontgiveaflyinggrayson69]

Since The Marlies

Author: Nat / @idontgiveaflyinggrayson69

Requested: Yes – Anonymous X2

Fandom: NHL  

Relationship: Platonic; Kasperi Kapanen x Reader x William Nylander

Summary: You’ve been best friends with Kas and Will since they were on the Marlies.

Word Count: 750

Warnings: None.

“Going out tonight?” Mitch asked Willy after the 4-3 OT win over the Caps. The guys usually went out after a win (or a brutal loss) and Willy was usually the life of the party, but he had other plans for the night.

He shook his head. “Sorry man, can’t. Kas and I are hanging with (Y/N) tonight, we’re going to get her smashed.”

You had been friends with Will and Kas since they were on the Marlies and the three of you had only gotten closer over the years. Really, the three of you were inseparable and Will and Kas often blew the team off after games to go chill or party with you. You told them time and time again that they should be with their team and not you, but neither of them knew how to listen.

(You learned that the hard way… There had been way too many times that you had to go rescue one or both of them because they didn’t take the “it’s a bad idea” threat seriously and ended up in a sticky situation…)

But you loved them regardless.

Mitch stopped pulling the tape off his socks. “Are you serious?”

Willy shrugged and looked over to Kas who shrugged back. “Yeah?”

“It was your OT goal that won the game, and you won’t even come party with us?” Mitch continued.

Willy laughed. “I would love to, you know I love to party, but I’m not bailing on (Y/N). I’d die before I did that.” He said with a smile.

It was far from the first time Will and Kappy had bailed on the guys after a game. Between practices and games and road trips, they didn’t get to spend that much time with you and they were going to spend as much time with you as they could, you were their best friend.

--

“Who’s winning?” You asked the boys when you walked into Willy’s place and found them in a game of Chel.

“Me.” Said Willy at the same time Kas said “not me.”

You kicked your shoes off and dropped your bag by the door before walking behind the couch and hopping over the back to sit between the two of them so you wouldn’t block the screen. “Why am I not surprised?”

“I’ll beat him eventually.” Kas grumbled.

Will snorted. “Yeah, right.”

You reached your hand out to Kas, looking for the controller. You had played Chel a lot since becoming friends with them years ago and you liked to think that you actually got pretty good. Kas grumbled more and handed the controlled over to you.

“That’s cheating!” Will complained.

“You’re playing me with a three goal lead, that’s cheating.” You pointed back, making Will shut his mouth.

You still won the game.

--

“What team are you cheering for, Finland or Sweden?” Will asked you, referring to the upcoming world juniors.

You snorted and rolled your eyes. “Canada.”

It was Will and Kappy’s turn to roll their eyes. “Okay, I mean, that’s dumb but whatever. Who are you cheering for between Finland and Sweden?”

“And there’s only one right answer.” Kas butted in, leaning across the table, pushing Will back.

You laughed at your idiot friends and shook your head. “I’m not cheering for either of them and it doesn’t matter because Canada will win.”

“But—” Both of them tried.

“No ‘buts’, Canada is the best and Canada will win.” You said, sipping your drink.

--

“So does Willy always win at Chel?” You heard Mitch ask Kappy while you were in the kitchen. You were over at Kas’ when the other boys showed up. You were going to leave, but Kas and Will gave you puppy dog eyes and you could never say no to them.

“Not always,” you said walking into the living room and sitting next to Kas. “Sometimes I beat Willy.”

Dermy snickered. “She beats you at Chel?”

Will shrugged from his sport in the arm chair. “She’s really good, why is that a problem?”

Travis stopped laughing at Willy’s tone. Will and Kas were always super protective of you. They knew what the world was like, what some of the hockey players were like, and you were a beautiful young lady, they didn’t want anyone taking advantage of you or making fun of you.

“What? No? Of course not, I just thought it was funny that… Never mind…” Travis trailed off.

“Mhm.” Kas hummed and threw his arm over your shoulder.

[kniesyswrld]

[hockeytrashgoblin]

Ice Cold ~Part 2

A/N: Hi baby beans! Part 2 coming in hot. Hope you enjoy!! :)

Seeing my pictures in the papers sparked two things, joy and frustration.

Joy because it was so cool to see a picture I took on the front of everyone's sports section. It felt like such an accomplishment. I was really proud of myself.

Frustration because someone had taken pictures of me and William walking around, igniting rumors. I kept my scarf over the bottom half of my face for the subway ride to work. I got there on time and started taking off all the winter layers. I hoped people would forget about that picture by this point, but I was wrong.

"Hey romantic walk in the falling snow." Amy teased me, not looking up from her computer in our office.

"God has everyone seen that?"

"Pretty much. It's been on the news for like a week almost." She clicked out of what she was doing and turned to me. "So tell me everything!"

"There's not really much to tell. We walked around and talked about hockey and our mutual distrust of the general public. He walked me to the subway and I went home."

"Oh come on there has to be some better details in there than that!"

"I mean he said that I was really interesting to him and that he wanted to know me?"

"Alright I guess that's something."

"Oh! Auston Matthews hates me I'm pretty sure!"

"What? Why? Bitch what on earth did you do to Auston Matthews?"

"Nothing! He was mad that William came over to talk to me and just glared the whole fucking time."

"That's weird."

"Right?! Then I could've sworn I saw him across the road when I was going down to the subway but he just disappeared. It was probably nothing but it was so creepy feeling."

"Yeah no I don't like that. Maybe stay away from Auston if you can?"

"I'm definitely going to try to do that."

"You'll have to start after today though."

"Ugh why?"

"A bunch of the leafs will be coming through the studio today. I don't know what it's for, the debrief is on the desk but it's not that helpful. Just says who will be there. Yes William will be too. Don't act like you weren't about to run over to check."

"Hey, I wasn't gonna run. Do I look like I run?" I said gesturing to my body.

"Not really. That's fine though cuz me neither. I like your outfit today though, it's cute! Peter would like." She said wiggling her eyebrows.

"Ew don't start." I looked down at myself. Nothing special or even revealing. Black high-waisted jeans with a baggy sweatshirt tucked into them and bright yellow cheetah printed shoes.

"Well he would." She said getting up and leading the way to the studio.

"Yeah I got that."

"He likes you."

"Got that too."

"You don't like him?"

"He sent me a selfie in his bathtub the other night."

"Was it a good one..?"

"No!" I said shocked that she'd even ask. The leafs were in the studio so I lowered my voice, embarrassed.

"Hey you never know."

"Amy. There is nothing sexy or cute about a grown man sitting in a dirty bathtub. Mix the fact that he had more hair on his chest than a fucking bear and you get a lot of no thanks."

"Yeah that sounds pretty fucked."

"He asked for some bath pictures back. I said no and he didn't listen so I'm not into that at all." I shrugged, handing her the camera. I was supposed to just be assisting with lighting today. The first half of the day went by pretty quickly. We had some craft services taking care of lunch which was nice. It was clear that the team had these kinds of cliques going on. I brought it up to Amy.

"I dunno what do you mean?"

"Like they just split so fast. William, Kasperi, Auston, Mitch, Morgan. And then like literally everyone else. I just thought it was strange."

"Oou here comes lover boy."

"Shut up." I said smacking her arm.

"Poor Peter never had a chance." I glared at her until she left and William walked up.

"Hi frowny."

"Hi."

"So bathtub pictures from Peter huh?" He said with the look of mischief in his eyes.

"Man you really do hear everything. Yes he sent me a picture of him in the tub."

"That's a little forward isn't it? Maybe I'm old fashioned but that seems aggressive."

"No it is aggressive. That's why it seems like it, because it absolutely is. It was gross. Then he was trying to pressure me which was also gross."

"He tried to pressure you?"

"Yeah to send a picture back to him. He didn't accept my first no. Or my third. Or even my 10th. I'm avoiding him."

"I don't blame you." He brushed his fingers across my shoulder. "I'd kill him if I were you."

"It doesn't matter. He's not the first and probably won't be the last."

"That's so awful."

"It's fine. I'll just avoid him."

"But what if you can't?"

"Then I'll deal with it as it comes. It's honestly fine William, I can deal with it." I said putting my hand around his bicep.

"I don't want you to have to though."

"It's alright William I promise. Besides he hasn't texted me since the media ran with that picture. I'm sorry about that by the way. I guess Auston was right to hate me."

"Auston doesn't hate you. It's just complicated that's all. It's nothing against you and everything against people. He doesn't like people either."

"I guess that's fair. Tell him not to look at me like he wants to rip my head off then. It's unnerving."

"Being unnerved by him probably isn't the worst thing in the world."

"Hey Willy, who's this?" Kasperi asked swinging his arm around William's shoulder. William rolled his eyes.

"Kappy she introduced herself at the beginning."

"Sorry I wasn't really paying very close attention. These things are usually kind of boring. No offense."

"None taken. I hate it when I'm on the other side of the camera. It's awful. I'm (y/n)." I said reaching my hand out to shake his extended one.

"Kasperi. It's nice to meet you. Hopefully we'll be seeing you around more." He said grinning at William before leaving.

"Asshole."

"What did he mean by that?"

"It's just been a long time since I was interested in anything except hockey. Me and Kas are roommates and he worries about me sometimes, that's all."

"Oh I see. He seems nice."

"He is! He's a really nice guy. My best friend."

"Well then I guess it's good he doesn't hate me too."

"Auston doesn't hate you."

"I don't believe you."

"Stubborn." He said smiling as he bumped his shoulder into mine.

"That's meeeee."

"Can I get your number? Or will you be stubborn on that too?"

"I dunno.." I said pretending go think about it making him laugh.

"I promise I won't send you pictures of me in the bathtub."

"Oh alright then sure." I took his phone and typed out my number in contacts. "Although I don't think I'd really mind one from you. You still wouldn't get one back though."

"I would never ask for one."

"You're a gentleman William."

"Hardly, but I try my best."

"What are you doing after this?"

"Um I didn't really have any big plans afterwards. I have plans right after I'm done here but I'm free about 30 minutes later. Why?"

"I was wondering if you maybe wanted to do something after. Like get a coffee or something maybe?"

"Why do you sound so unsure?"

"Because I am unsure?"

"But why?"

"I'd rather not go into all my insecurities right now at work."

"Alright I can respect that. We will talk about them later though, because they're silly and unnecessary in this situation."

"Are they?"

"Yes. Absolutely."

"Why?"

"I think you are the sweetest thing."

"William.."

"I mean it. You don't have anything to be nervous about. I'd love to get coffee with you after." He said with a warm smile.

"Okay." I said matching the smile.

The rest of the photoshoot went by pretty quickly. Whether that was because it was faster or because I was floating on cloud 9 that William didn't reject me. The boys left and I went back to the office with Amy after tearing down our little set.

"So, a date with William huh?"

"I don't know if it's a date really. It's just coffee."

"Oh come on you're blushing so hard! It's a date!"

"Shut up!"

"What did he say to you before that made you blush?"

"Man you notice everything." I mumbled.

"You could see it across the studio! Now what did he say!"

"He said he thought I was the sweetest thing and to not be so insecure around him because he thinks I'm interesting." I said blushing again thinking about it.

"This is such a date!"

"No. Now stop yelling."

"How? Tell me how this is not a date?"

"I don't know if he thinks of it as one that's all." I said shrugging.

"I do." William said making me jump.

"Holy fuck."

"At least if you wanted it to be of course."

"How long have you been standing here for?"

"Not long at all." He said with a smirk.

"Uuugh liar. You heard everything didn't you?"

"Perhaps." He said laughing as I groaned and slid down my chair. "Hello Amy, nice to see you again."

"Yeah you too Will. We're just about done here so you can take her away."

"I will do just that." He grabbed my coat off the hook and held it out. I tried to grab it but he pulled back. "Turn around."

"Uh okay.." I did as I was told and let him slip it over my shoulders. It was a strangely intimate moment. Amy broke it with a cough hiding her laugh although not very well. I kicked my shoes off and put my boots on.

"Bye (y/n) see you this weekend!"

"Yeah see you."

"Bye Amy."

"Bye Will."

We walked out of the building pretty quietly except me saying thank you to him opening doors for me. We started towards the closest Tim Horton's.

"So you didn't want this to be a date?" He asked.

"What? No of course I wanted it to be!" I blushed really hard at that one. "Uh I mean.."

"I was under the assumption that it was one but after overhearing your conversation I wasn't sure."

"No one likes an eavesdropper William." I teased elbowing him in the side. "I just didn't know if you'd want it to be."

"I told you you didn't have to be so unsure. I think you're lovely. I should be so lucky to have you want to go on a date with me."

"I think you've definitely got that backwards. I'm the lucky one."

"We could argue that all day and with how stubborn you are I'm sure you would, but I'd rather not."

"Sorry."

"Don't be. Nothing to be sorry about." 

"I am pretty stubborn. It's not cute." I said laughing.

"I have a hard time believing there's anything about you that isn't cute." He said opening the door for me. 

I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding once inside the warm store. William led me to the back of the store to sit. He pulled out my chair for me. I blushed again of course.

"What would you like to drink?"

"What no William I'm paying."

"I hardly think so. Tell me what you want stubborn girl."

"A small candycane hot chocolate."

"Alright. See was that so hard?"

"Don't get all grin-y and triumphant. I only gave in because you weren't going to budge."

"That's all it takes?" He asked laughing, walking away to order. He came back a minute later with drinks. "Careful it's hot."

"Thank you but you really didn't have to pay. I invited you. I feel bad."

"Don't feel bad. I have money to spare."

"It's not the money, it's the principle of it."

"I don't believe that women should pay for a first date. Or any date for that matter."

"How come? Most guys don't want to pay."

"I'm a little old fashioned, as I said the other night."

"It's like you're from a completely different time."

"Maybe I am." He said raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah maybe. You're definitely sweeter than any guy I've ever met."

"That's very nice of you to say since people say I'm heartless."

"I have a hard time believing that."

"You haven't seen me in a light that would make you believe it."

"I really don't think I would think that anyway. Even after seeing you in a light that doesn't make you look that great."

"I hope you never see me that way so we don't have to find out."

"We probably won't. I can't see you ever doing anything really bad."

"I love your faith in me. It's sweet."

"You're sweet."

"Thank you." He murmured with warm eyes.

"Um you're welcome." 

"Why are you blushing?"

"Sorry, you just do this thing and it makes me feel weird."

"I'm sorry."

"No don't be, it's a good weird. I just forget everything I'm thinking. Like my brain goes dumb or something."

"And that's a good thing?" He asked skeptically.

"Well I mean maybe not the dumb brain part but it feels good. Warm." It was almost like I forgot I was speaking out loud. I looked into his eyes and got embarrassed. "Sorry that was weird to say and probably too much, I'm so sorr-"

"Hey shh." He said putting his hand over mine. "You're fine."

"I'm just worried I'm gonna be weird and it'll be too much."

"You aren't too much. Do you want to go walk around a bit?"

"Sure I'd like that."

We walked out of the Tim Horton's and started down the road. It was really cold with the wind whipping around the buildings off the lake.

"I don't know how you're not freezing right now."

"I spend my life on ice. I'm used to the cold."

"But the wind is so awful. You don't deal with that on the ice."

"That is true. You really caught me there." He mumbled.

"It must just be cuz you're a boy. Boys never get cold."

"That could be, darling. Now tell me why you were so unsure asking me to hangout."

"So you didn't forget about that huh?"

"Pfft hardly. Tell me."

"It's going to sound so stupid to you I bet."

"Try me."

"I've just had a lot of really bad experiences with dating. I'm not usually the kind of person people want to date. They all think I'm only good for one thing if you know what I mean."

"You thought I was just messing with your feelings?"

"I dunno. You could be. You're way out of my league, you could've just felt bad for me and are being nice."

"That's so ridiculous (y/n).. I would never ever do that to you. I don't feel bad for you at all. Well maybe that you had to see a picture of Peter in a dirty bathtub." He said with a wink making me laugh.

"God it was so awful Will. I haaated it."

"Well it sounds like you had every reason to."

"That's also why I was feeling kind of bad today.. he just kind of solidified that I'm only good for sex and that isn't the kind of person I want to be."

"That is absolutely not what kind of person you are. You never have to be that person again." He said staring at me intently. I half hoped he meant that he was going to be sticking around for a long time but the insecurity in me shut that thought down.

"I have so much more to offer, ya know?"

"I don't know but I look forward to learning everything else you have to offer." He said slipping his hand into mine and intertwining our fingers. I smiled and looked up to meet his kind eyes. "If you'll permit me of course."

"I'm starting to think that all the walls I have built up are going to crumble with you."

"Good. I want that. Eventually all my guarded walls will come down too I believe. You seem to have that effect on people. I mean just look how comfortable Peter is!" He joked as I groaned loudly, making him light up with laughter. It really made me happy that I could cause that reaction.

[haydnfleury]

Good Luck Charm

Who: Morgan Rielly, *Reader*, Toronto Maple Leafs Ensemble [Refer to the tags]

Type: SMUT. ALL THE SMUT.

Word Count: 1.53K

~AO3 Version

Mo went above and beyond to make sure everything was perfect for your birthday. Everything from cuddling you awake in the morning after letting you sleep in, getting your favourite food, he hasn’t really left your side all day either.

or

Morgan spoils you on your birthday, and has a special surprise for you.

 Mo went above and beyond to make sure everything was perfect for your birthday. Everything from cuddling you awake in the morning after letting you sleep in, getting your favourite food, he hasn’t really left your side all day either. Come nightfall, he had invited several teammates to come over to celebrate. The festivities went on for a while before Mitchy had piped up while four of you were on the couch.

 “Mo, when were we gonna, you know,” he managed to get out before Marty pulled him back.

 “He’ll tell us when Mitch, don’t rush him,” as Mitchy playfully jabbed at him.

 “Morgan what’s he talking about?” you turn around in Mo’s arms to face him.

 “You know how you wanted to be railed by my teammates? Well, the one’s you’ve okayed anyway?”

 It suddenly clicks. Every person he’s invited is someone you’ve said can fuck you. You stumble on your words to make a response, not certain whether to be mortified, shocked, or some hybrid of the two.

 “Are… are you guys sure?” asking Marty because he’s the closest one to you.

 “Yeah, we’re sure. Right guys?” he asks everyone else who at this point was clearly eavesdropping their conversation, and they all nod in agreement.

 Mo caresses your hip gently, “Who do you want to start with Y/N?” he starts, shifting the waistband on your pants down.

 “You.”

 He smirks and carries you into the bedroom and sets you down on the bed. He then crouches to grab a briefcase from under the bedframe, pulling out the silk and tying your hands above you to the headboard. Next Mo grabs the lube and works it around his fingers before sliding one, then two into you to open you up. With his hands it normally doesn’t take very much time at all to prepare you before you’re ready- he’s gotten you off multiple times with just his hands before.

 “Daddy, I need your dick,” you gripe when it becomes obvious he’s prolonging his teasing.

 “Okay baby.”

 Mo brings the tip of his shaft, already slathered in his precum, up toward your opening, slowly pushing in. He lets you bottom out slowly, but at soon as that happens he fucks you at a vigorous pace. You’re fairly close too.

 “Daddy, I’m close.”

 “Don’t tell me you’re gonna cum already? I’m only the first one tonight-- oh fuck,” he barely gets out before shooting inside you while you try desperately to delay your own, of which he notices.

 “Good boy,” he stops to caress your cheek and hair, “you held it in for me. If any of our friends get you close, you cum. Got it?”

 “Yes Daddy,” you reply before he kisses you and goes to grab someone from the other room.

 Willy and Zach are the first couple he brings in.

 “Oh yeah, Willy, Marty, and Tavey all like being called ‘Daddy’, Travie preffers ‘Sir’,” Mo explains and then retiring back to the living room.

 “I’m surprised Tavey’s not with you. Still trying that friends with benefits thing between you three?” you ask.

 “Yeah, it works for now,” Zach is the first to answer, “Willy you should top first.”

 “Are you ready?” Willy asks tracing his rod around your hole.

 “Yes Daddy.”

 He lifts your legs onto his shoulders and enters, thrusting in and out furiously. It draws out a lengthy moan as it makes you cum onto your stomach. Zach draws your attention away, tilting your head to your side until you’re face-first in front of his dick. You take it into your mouth and start working your tongue around it. They both seem to cum at the same time, even though neither of them are even touching each other.

 Zach swaps places with him, but Willy instead of being at your side he hovers over you, lowering his member into your mouth and down your throat to fuck it. They cum again into you and then get the next person. It’s Tavey.

 “How rough do you want it?” is his first question.

 “I want it rough Daddy,” and his dick twitches hearing you call him that.

 He closes your legs together and has you lay yourself to one side with your legs pulled towards you. He forces his dick through the gap, which was just made much tighter and painful, but at the same time more pleasurable. You try to muffle your moans into the pillow beside you.

 “Hey, I want to hear you.”

 You stop and let them out unhindered.

 “Good boy,” he says as he grasps your hips with enough force they’ll probably bruise tomorrow.

 It isn’t long and he already has you cumming, your walls closing down on him making him also shoot. Next. Next comes Travis. He positions himself over you so your heads are at each other’s cocks.

 “Ready?”

 “Yes Sir.”

 You blow each other, but within seconds he fingers your ass with one of his hands. He’s cheating you think, but your hands are literally tied and you have a dick stuffed in your mouth. You lose this race, even though you came several times before he still brought you to your height first. He holds himself off. He waits until he shifts around and gets his cock in your ass and gets a few thrusts before spilling his load. Kappy comes in.

 “You fucking done yet Travis?”

 “Yeah, worked up much?” he asks as he smacks his ass on the way out.

 Kappy wastes no time jumps right in, fucking you into the mattress. For his cockiness, he doesn’t actually last for more than thirty seconds. He looks slightly embarrassed at the situation.

 “Uh-- I usually last longer than this.”

 He knows he didn’t get you off as much as his teammates prior to him did, so he decides he’s not finished. He firmly grasps your dick in his hands and works it up and down the shaft, occasionally using one of his hands to massage your balls and down your perineum. More cum sprays out of you, and that’s good enough for him. Lastly Mitch and Marty come in.

 “Shit. You’re a mess,” Marty looks you over, “it’s definitely not sloppy seconds anymore.”

 You can’t help but let out a small laugh.

 “I’m more than ready for you Daddy. And Mitch, sit on me.”

 Marty enters you, and it’s met with little to no resistance from your hole this time. And it hits you just right, hitting your prostate over and over again with each movement. Mitch rests his rear on your head and holds onto the wall for support, as you work at eating his ass. You buck your hips as your orgasm hits once again, but Marty hasn’t shot.

 Mitchy gets off of you and manages to instead get under you, and Marty guides Mitch’s dick next to his own so they can both fuck you at the same time. This time you can actually feel some resistance due to the increased width of the rods railing into you relentlessly. They’re both getting to their edges.

 “Hold it.”

 Holding it is not what you’re worried about, it’s having to ejaculate for what is the sixth time now. Mitch unloads first, which to your surprise, is enough to trigger yours, and then Marty’s.

 “Good boys,” Marty says before smacking your ass.

 Mo comes in with two butt plugs. Unsurprisingly the first one falls out of you, but he came prepared with a much bigger one, and that one stays put, keeping all of their cum safely inside you. He unbinds you, you try to get up but you can’t walk. He carries you back out into the living room and onto the couch, no one else seems to have bothered to get dressed again, either that or they don’t care to. He rests on his knees in front of you and you can tell from the look in his eyes what he’s going to say.

 “One last time,” as he wraps a hand around your burning red member.

 “Fuck, okay Daddy,” and he jerks you off in front of everyone else.

 At this point it’s most definitely too much stimulation, but it’s for him, you’d do it another dozen times if it’s for him. Your hands dig into the leather on the couch, turning your knuckles white. It takes several minutes of overstimulation, but at the same time feeling like it’s the perfect amount of stimulation, to get you there, and it knocks the wind out of you when it hits.

 “Good boy, you were such a good boy for Daddy and all of our friends,” he praises gently rubbing your thighs.

 The next day they had a game, and absolutely destroyed the competition. They somehow manage to convince the team staff to bring you with them and have you in the locker room before each game. And so every time the Leafs play, you’re in there. Hands tied to Morgan’s stall, and the first and second line, and two d-men repeat the same thing they did on your birthday. The team never lost after that. You were their good luck charm, there was no way they were letting that go, and you were more than happy to oblige.

[willykappymarnsmatts]

Love Someone (M. Marner)

Mitch is unlacing his skates next to Auston with a soft smile on his face. “Sup, bro,” Auston says, elbowing Mitch’s arm. He looks up and grins and Auston. “Whatcha thinking about?”

“More like who ya thinking about,” Kappy chirps from beside Willy across the room from them.

“Y/N?” Auston suggests, knowing he’s right. Mitch nods and his grin widens ever so slightly at the mention of your name. “You’re so fucking lucky, man. Don’t mess it up!”

Mitch sits up then, leaving his loose skates on his feet. “She’s the best thing to ever happen to me. I won’t do anything to lose her.”

“If you do, you’ll regret it.” Kappy reminds him.

“That’s what I just fucking said, Kap.” Mitch rolls his eyes but laughs. Kappy is a pest, but a lovable one.

“Just cuz you’re her boyfriend now doesn’t mean we aren’t her best friends anymore,” Willy chimes in, but there’s a hint of question in his voice, like he’s scared to lose you.

“Obviously.”

Willy nods and pulls his phone out of his hockey bag. He immediately gives his entire attention to the piece of metal in his hand.

“So,” Auston says, “what’s it like? With her, I meant.”

“AUSTON!” Willy yells.

“NONONO, not like that! Fuck, I meant, um,”

“I know what you meant bro. It’s okay.” Mitch laughs at Auston’s face. “She’s amazing, to answer your question. Whenever I go to her place after a game, we cuddle all night and order takeout and just watch movies. I tell her everything and she knows what I’m thinking before I even open my mouth. She’s so beautiful, guys.”

They all nod. “We know, man,” Willy says from behind his phone.

“Guys I…” Mitch trails off.

“Mhm,” Auston urges.

“I think I love with her. Yeah, I love her.”

Auston grins and puts his arm around Mitch. Then he looks across at Willy and Kappy. Willy’s jaw is hanging open and Kappy’s face is so red it looks like he’s going to explode. Auston mirrors Willy’s expression, then looks back at Mitch. “Are you-“ Mitch starts, “-are you fucking filming me, William?”

No response but a stifled laugh from Kappy. “William Andrew Michael Junior Nylander Altelius, I swear to God if you are filming me you are DEAD!”

“Turn it off, turn it off, Willy,” Kappy mutters.

“DELETE IT WILLY!” Mitch jumps up and yells. Willy bites his lip and hits send, then shows Mitch the phone. He had Snapchat open, and just sent the video to Y/N/N with a bunch of lovie emotions after. “Oh you’re DEAD!” Mitch growls, making his way to the front of Willy’s stall. Kappy jumps up and runs out of the room and into the showers, his skates still on and tightly laced up.

“Fuck you, bro!” Willy screams after him, and looks at Mitch and giggles. “She loves you too, I swear. I wouldn’t have sent it if not.”

Mitch shakes his head. “How do you know?” He tries to sound snarky and rude, but it comes out more broken and worried.

“Even just the way she looks at you, Mitchy. Will you just trust me? Y/N loves you.” Mitch nods quickly and Willy helps him up from the ground. He pulls him in for a tight hug and pats his back quickly. “I got you, Mitch.”

[averytiredhuman]

Soo I played the guess the person with my non hockey friend this is the outcome 😂😂

[mythos-writes]

The Forgotten Twin: Welcome to the League

Chapter 2: Welcome to the League

Catch up HERE

Pairing: Mitch Marner x (Tkachuk) Reader

Word Count: 1176

(Side note: both Morgan and Mitch look like they are up to no good in this gif) 

As (Y/N) was meeting other teammates, Babcock walks back out from the locker rooms with a jersey in his hands. 

“(Y/N), I meant to give this to you before practice, but I think it works with the boys here. Welcome to the team,” he says while handing her the blue and white practice jersey. 

The boys started to clap and cheer for her. She smiles and shakes the coach’s hand again. She quickly took off her helmet and then her Boston University jersey and put on her new one. She turned around to face her new teammates and saw many of them staring at her.

“What?” She quickly questions. 

Many, if not all of them, just went back to skating off the bench. (Y/N) just shrugged it off before joining them in practice. She stood beside Mitch and Austin as Babcock was explaining what was going to happen during today’s practice. But as he was explaining, she felt someone just staring at her. When she looks around, she and Kasperi Kapanen make eye contact, before he turns away.    

 She just looked at him confused, but didn’t think much of it, as she had gotten those looks her whole life within the arenas. As they were doing drills, some of the players seemed to be trying to injure her. When (Y/N), Mitch, Kasperi and others were doing some shooting drills, a puck was shot, full force, into her ankle.

(Y/N) quickly fell down into a heap on the ice. She hadn’t been in this much pain in a long time. Mitch was quickly there helping her and to keep her from not painicing. Many other players, and Babcock came over as well, to help her off the ice and to the training staff room. 

Luckily for her, it wasn’t broken, but it will be bruised, but she is still cleared to play the first game of the pre season. As she was leaving the building and heading home for the night, she heard some chattering from the room where the rest of the team is. 

“I can’t believe that they had drafted her? Out of the whole draft?” a voice calls out. 

“ Yeah like why draft a girl into a league with men?” another agrees with the first.

 (Y/N) just sighs out in defeat. She knew going into this that many wouldn’t probably like her. She was just about to leave when a few newer voices called out. 

“Hey, maybe you should learn a few things from her,” this made (Y/N) stop and started to listen again. 

“Oh yeah Mitch and what is that?” 

“Well first off Andreas, you could learn some skating moves because she could out skate you in a heartbeat,” Mitch defends her. 

“And Kappy, you should learn to keep your cool out there,” 

“And why is that Matthews?” 

“Cause the next time, you could be suspended or worse, you will have the guys that actually want her here, on you in a second,” Austin backs up Mitch. 

(Y/N) was so caught up in what was happening in the locker room, that she didn’t hear someone coming up behind her. 

“(Y/N)?” causing her to jump. She turns to see Patrick Marlow standing behind her. 

“Um… Hi, I was just leaving,” as she says this, the volume in the change room gets louder. 

This causes both (Y/N) and Patrick to rush into the room. As they enter the see one half of the team holding Andreas Johnsson back, while the other holds Mitch Marner back. Before either Patrick or (Y/N) could step in, Babcock and Dubas walk in. 

“WHAT IS GOING ON IN HERE?” He questions, causing the almost brawl to stop in its tracks.

“Andreas and Kasperi were bad talking (Y/N) and I was just standing up for someone who wasn’t there to defend themselves,” Mitch defends.

“Is this true?” Dubas stepped in, but didn’t get an answer. 

“My office, now.” was all Babcock said.  

(Y/N) just sighs before leaving again and starts to head to the exit. She was definitely going to FaceTime both Brady and Matthew when she got back to her apartment. “(Y/N) wait up!” 

She turns around to see Mitch running up to her. 

“Hey, I just want to apologize for what you say in the locker room. We aren’t usually like that,” he states. 

She gives him a small smile. 

“Thanks I really appreciate you and Austin standing up for me,” 

“Um, so maybe later you want to come over and hang out with some of the guys tonight, just to meet some of the others?” he offers. 

“ That would be great actually,” she states. 

“ Awesome, here is my phone, just put your number in there and I can give you the address,” he says, almost too quickly as he hands her his phone.

She laughs at his antics as she puts her new Canadian number into his phone. She gives his phone back and then he sends a quick text. Her phone buzzed and she quickly looked at it. 

 Hey

She looks but up to Mitch with  a smile. 

“So you will send me the details later?” she questions. 

“Yeah, this will be so sick,” he says before running back down the hall. 

“YOU WON’T REGRET IT!”  he yells back down the hall. 

(Y/N) just shakes her head before going out to the rental and calls Matthew.

“Hey Matthew, you won’t believe what happened at practice this morning. 

~ Later that evening~

As she was getting ready, her phone was blowing up from the team chat that Mitch had put (Y/N) in. 

This consisted of John Tavares, William Nylander, Frederick Andersen, Auston Matthews, Mitch Marner (duh), Patrick Marlow, Nazem Kadri, Morgan Rielly, Michael Hutchison, Jack Muzzin, Zach Hyman, and a few others. 

As she is finishing braiding her hair, she gets a text, but the ringtone wasn’t the one for the group chat. It was from one that she hadn’t gotten a text from in a while. 

It was her mother. 

(Y/N) hastily opened the text and read it. 

“(Y/N), I wanted to reach out and say that I am sorry for how I treated you over your life. I know that a sorry can’t make up for the hurt that I have caused, but I want to start making it right. Please call me when you get a chance so we can clear some if this up,”

She just stared at her phone, for what seemed like an hour. Her mind was racing with why her mother decided to reachout. But she didn’t want it to ruin her night with her new team. So she just ignored it. 

She sends a text to the chat to see if she needs to pick up anything before moving to put her boots on. She checks and sees that she doesn’t and goes down and makes her way over to Mitch’s apartment, which wasn’t too far from hers.

Party time here she comes. 

Note: Please no hate to Kasperi Kapanen and Andreas Johnsson in this chapter or throughout the story. I just needed to choose a player and he was just the winner in the draw :)

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Prompt #4 || Kasperi Kapanen

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Pairing: Kasperi Kapanen x Female!Reader

Prompt: “You better shut that pretty little mouth before I put it to work, doll.”

Warnings: Very slight choking, like slight dirty talk (if you squint?)

Word Count: 376

A/N: Forgive me for the ending line. I literally sat here staring at this stupid blinking insertion point after the word “husky” for days and that line was the best I could come up with lmao

Edit: So, an update in regards to the author’s note above, I changed the last line. Its still not as great as I would like it to be but its definitely a hell of a lot better than what I had before haha

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Irritation coursed through Kasperi’s veins as he tried to focus on the TV screen in front of him. He was seated on the couch, leaning forward as his fingers worked over the video game paddle. Practice didn’t go so well for him and it had put a damper on his mood for the rest of the day. All he wanted was to relax and blow off steam by shooting some Grand Theft Auto characters but all he heard was you.

You were in a particularly good mood and were excited about the upcoming weekend. To Kasperi, it felt like you hadn’t stopped talking since he came home and it was driving him crazy. He loves you to pieces and normally listens closely to what you have to say but today was just annoying from the start.

He took an irritated breath in, “You better shut that pretty little mouth before I put it to work, doll.” He almost growled, not looking away from the screen.

You stopped mid-sentence, your eyes widening as you looked up at him from your phone, being settled beside him, facing him as you leaned back against the arm of the couch. That’s when you finally noticed his body language. Tense muscles, clenched jaw, his eyes fixed in a glare.

Being your normally misbehaving self, you couldn’t stop the smirk that took over your features or your taunting reply as you leaned forward, “Don’t threaten me with a good time.” You purred in his ear.

Kasperi let gravity pull the paddle to the floor, ignoring the harsh sound of the plastic object bouncing across the hardwood as he turned, roughly pushing you back against the couch, his hand taking its place on your throat.

You bit your lip as you held his gaze, “You’re walking on thin ice, babygirl. I’m already pissed.”

You writhed underneath him, tilting your head back a bit more and moaning softly when he tightened his grip on your throat, “And what happens when I break it? I’m already wet.” You smirked, taunting him.

He chuckled, leaning down so his lips are just barely brushing against yours as he speaks, his voice a whisper and a bit husky, “Bedroom, now.”

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the 12 fics of christmas

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- here is my christmas series! i will be posting 12 different christmas themed fics, all with different people, based off of different things! i hope you enjoy.

1. The Jingle Bell Rock

A big christmas party with a list celebrities, booze, and too much glitter can only lead to some dramatic event: drunken confessions and dancing to your favorite song. (bodyguard!William Nylander x actress!fem reader)

2. You're A Mean One, Mr. Drysdale

Ransom is the very definition of a grinch, except he isn't green. (Ransom Drysdale x fem!reader)

3. Blue Christmas

Sam doesn't know how he supposed to get through his first Christmas without the love of his life not by his side. (Sam Kiszka x gn!reader)

4. Hallelujah, Holy Shit

The Andersen household is full around the time of Christmas, and the tension is bound to come out at some point. (corporate!Frederik Andersen x fem!reader)

5. Last Christmas, I Gave You My Heart

Matty wants to rekindle their relationship, but Y/N isn't so sure about that. (Matty Beniers x gn!reader)

6. I Really Can't Stay

Y/N and Josh are tired of sneaking around, and during the holidays it's even harder to keep their relationship a secret. (Josh Anderson x fem!reader)

7. Baby Please Come Home

a heartbroken nate doesn't know what to do, so he calls his best friend to find out where he went wrong. (Nate Mackinnon x gn!reader)

8. More Than A Holiday

Chris and Y/N are given the best gift for Christmas at the perfect time. (Chris Kreider x fem!reader)

9. At The Rink

Y/N goes to the rink with Owen, and realizes that skating is not a skill that sticks with you. (Owen Power x gn!reader)

10. All I Want...

Kasperi sucks at Christmas shopping. (Kasperi Kapanen x fem!reader)

11. Bought At Tiffany's

Matthew just wants to spoil Y/N for Christmas, when she just wants to sleep in. (Matthew Tkachuk x fem!reader)

12. Happy New Year, Too (coming tbd)

Quinn was never one to stay up for the ball drop on New Years Eve, but Y/N never missed it. (Quinn Hughes x gn!reader)

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Kasperi Kapanen N/SFW Alphabet

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Afterwards, Kas will get a wash cloth to wipe you off and kiss you softly before pulling you into his chest for cuddles. He likes to hold you and snuggle and talk. He’ll gently run his hand down your back as the two of you talk about nothing.

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

On himself, Kas likes his arms and his legs. His arms are strong and he can pick you up easily and his tattoos look amazing against his skin, and his legs are thick and strong and he loves watching you get yourself off as you ride them.

On you, he likes your neck and chest. He loves running his lips across your neck and how your boobs feel in his hands. Plunging necklines that expose your neck and accent your chest drives him crazy.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

Kas absolutely loves to cum on you. On your stomach or ass or back, he isn’t picky, he just loves the way his cum looks on your skin. It’s his way of claiming you. But, he also likes to scoop it off of you and feed it to you. The way you suck it off his fingers makes his dick twitch right back to attention.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He’s totally thought about bringing one of his teammates into the bedroom with you. Willy haswalked in on the two of you a few times…

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

He’s been around the block a few times. He’s had his fair share of one night stands and flings along with relationships to know what he’s doing.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

He loves pushing you down onto the bed and pulling your leg up over his hip or shoulder. He can get deepest that way and it feels amazing. He can see you and your chest and nip at your neck all at the same time.

He also loves when you ride him; push him down and ride him. He grips your hips roughly and suck many marks onto your neck before moving to mouth at your boobs.

Reverse cowgirl is also good because he can cup your chest in a more comfortable way while you ride him, and he can watch himself disappear into you.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

Kas isn’t “goofy” per se, but if something awkward or funny happens, he’s quick to brush it off with a smile. Things with him are always easy and comfortable. And sometimes, depending on his mood and occasion, the sex can be giggly and soft, but not always.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

He keeps things trimmed down there. It’s a bit darker than his hair.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

Kas is such a sweetheart and he’s so soft with you and how much he loves you. There’s no rose petals or candles or things like that, but it’s intimate in how close the two of you are and how much you love each other.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

When he’s on the road? All the time. He has an album on his phone of photos of you/that you’ve sent him and it’s his wanking material, not that he really needs it since you send him a bunch of naughty Snaps (photos and videos). If Kappy doesn’t get his orgasm, he’s going to be cranky.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

He likes it when you take control every now and then. He likes when you push him down, tie him up. Every once in a while he likes to be the one to submit, likes it when you make him submit. 

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

He’s an absolute sucker for shower sex. The cold shower wall, hot water running down both of your bodies, and you tight around him? He loves it. And he loves how you look wet and watching the water run down your body.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Low cut tops, tight pants, you wearing his jersey, biting your lip, running your hand up his thigh. You’re a walking turn on for Kas. He’s always ready to go.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Choking. Kas will do a lot and he can get into the S&M thing, but he can’t bring himself to wrap his hand around the throat. He doesn’t like the idea of it and he doesn’t like knowing that he’s actively cutting your oxygen off. It freaks him out.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

Have you seen his mouth? That boy is amazing at oral. He literally loves to be in between your legs. He loves eating you out, he could stay there for hours. He loves watching you fall apart by his tongue and he loves the noises you make. He wants to make you cum at least once before pulling away from your core.

Blow jobs make him weak. He will literally melt when you wrap your lips around him. Kas is one for dirty talk, but he can’t form a single intelligent thought when you blow him. It’s just soft moans and his hand tightening in your hair.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Usually, his pace is hard and fast. He’s the type of guy that likes things rough and can deliver it.

But, in the morning? Things are slow and soft in more of a lazy type way.

He’ll always take it slow if it’s your anniversary.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

Kas certainly isn’t opposed to quickies. They aren’t his favourite because he wants to spend more time with you, make you cum more than once, but he isknown for pulling you into the bathroom or stair landing a couple times because he just couldn’t wait to get his hands on you. 

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

He’s willing to try a lot. Bring the idea to him and he’s almost guaranteed to say “yes,” as long as it’s not crossing his boundary line of course.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

Kas is a professional athlete so he can last a while. And he has a fast rebound time. He can go a few rounds in a night, and that is something he is super proud of. And while he’s waiting to rebound, he’s happy to eat you out or just make out if you’re too sensitive.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

Maybe a bit surprising, Kas is really into toys. He really likes vibrators. He likes using them on you, sitting on the couch and pressing a vibrator to your clit while the two of you watch a game. He also likes when you use a vibrator on him. He likes the way a bullet feels against the head of his cock.

U = Unfair (How much they like to tease)

He’s not one to tease. He wants to feel you and make you cum and he wants to get himself off. He likes to take his time, but he isn’t really one to tease you. If you make him jealous or he’s in a teasing mood, then he’ll tease, but it isn’t really his game.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

Kas likes to talk dirty. He whispered and mumbles filthy comments against your skin, both in English and Finnish. His moans are soft and breathless and it’s the hottest thing ever.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

He loves phone sex. He loves telling you how to touch yourself and listening to you getting yourself off and knowing that he can take you apart like that while he’s miles away.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

He’s thick. Thick and about 6.5” long. He’s heavy in your hand and hits all the right places.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Literally all the time. You’re a walking turn on and he’s an athlete that’s constantly looking for a release. He’s always ready to fuck you. 

Z = ZZZ (… How quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Kas likes to snuggle and talk, so he doesn’t fall asleep really quickly afterwards, unless it was after a particularly exhausting game.

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Flirt With Her Tomorrow

Pair: William Nylander x Reader

Requested: Yes/No Hey Erin!!! I love ur writing btw x could u do a imagine where the leafs come to ur stables for a team bonding day and as u r the same age as Mitch Marner, Austin Mathews, Jake Gardiner and William Nylander u take them as a group and show them around and during William is in awe of u and the others tease him then when the whole team come together again u mount ur horse and do a jump course, at the end everyone is impressed then William asks u out and u say yes then the team jokingly celebrate

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A/N: (Y/L/N) = Your Last Name. (Y/M/N) = Your mother’s name. 

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Apparently, according to your Mum, the Toronto Maple Leafs were coming to your family’s stables a for a team bonding exercise. You were too busy focusing on the jump course you were practising to know what time and the details as you had a competition coming up. So when they did arrive at the stables, you were too focused on the jump course to notice your mum greet the team and walk them over to where you were.

“(Y/N)! Come in!” 

You turn to see the Leafs standing behind your mother. You give her a thumbs up and do the jump that was in front of you before turning to the gate. Your mother opened it for you and you exit before heading towards the stables, everyone following behind. After dismounting your grey horse named Ghost, and stand beside your mother, along with two other workers who had joined you to be group leaders.

“Welcome to (Y/L/N) Stables, I’m (Y/M/N) and this is Demi, Haille and (Y/N). We will be your guides today for each group. Today you will be separated into groups and each group will be doing a different activity.”

Your mum and their coach separated the team into groups. You stood by your horse as Auston Matthews, Mitch Marner, William Nylander, Jake Gardiner and Kasperi Kapanen started making their way over to you.

“Hi, I’m (Y/N) and I’m going to be your guide today.”

“How old are you?” Auston asks, nudging the Swede by his side.

“21,” You reply. “Now let’s get you 5 onto a horse, shall we?”

Once all 5 were saddled up and got the hang of the basics, you mounted Ghost and lead them down to the river trail you had on your property.

“So what do you do?” Mitch asks you as you reach the trail.

“I go to UofT to be a Vet,” You reply. “Are you guys excited for the coming season?”

All the boys nod and look between each other, “We definitely are, we hope we get to the playoff.”

“Do you do horse jumping competitively?”  Will asks.

You nod, “I grew up on this farm, been riding horses since I was a kid. Started when I was about 12, still, do it during the summer holidays.”

As you talked about the area and river, the group were whispering between each other about something, hearing your name every now and then along with Nylander’s. The rest of the trail was pretty simple and their horses didn’t play up so we had no injuries thank god.

“What are you doing after this?” William asks as you dismount your horse.

“Back to practice for jumping before private lessons for two girls,” You shrug, tying Ghost to a pole.

“Oh,” He trails off before joining the boys.

You watch as they whisper between each other, one glancing at you every other minute. You go and talk to your Mum, who asked you to demonstrate show jumping. Which you agreed to, and mounted Ghost and cantered to the field where you were practising earlier. Your mum guides the team over, to watch your run. 

“(Y/N) will now demonstrate show jumping as she is practising for a competition.”

William watched as you jumped and gallop around the field. You look so graceful. He was in awe of you. You were beautiful and he still couldn’t believe how good are you are at show jumping. You make it look effortless. You were gorgeous and kind and a lot of things. He wanted to know you more.

You heard some louder, harsher whispers as you dismounted Ghost at the stables. You turn to see Will being shoved in your direction.

“Hey Nylander,” You greet as he nears you.

“Hi,” He trails off, looking back at the other boys who nod excitedly at him. “Do you… I don't know… Wanna go out to dinner one day this week? You don’t have to... but I was just wondering.”

“I’m up for that,” You smile, blushing slightly. 

You both switch phones, placing your number in the other’s phone. When the team saw this they start shouting and yelling in joy and teasing comments.

“Come on Nylander,” His coach yelled, getting the team back into the bus. “Flirt with her tomorrow.”

You blushed as he kissed your cheek and joined the rowdy boys who pushed him around, teasing him as he entered the team bus. You waved to the group of boys as the bus drove away. Damn, you now had a date in Nylander.

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Can you write william nylander x finnish!reader where they go watch the worlds together since he isnt playing this year? Thank you if you do :)

You knew that Kasperi had been invited to represent Finland at the World Championships—you had been very excited for him when you foundout, no matter how upset you had been that the Leafs had been eliminated from Playoffs.

Likewise, you had been very excited when Will told you that your summer was going to be spent travelling through Europe.

It didn’t click that the Denmark dates were very specific and you were spending much longer there than anywhere else—even Will’s home of Sweden or yours of Finland.

Your eyes trailed across the ice, reading the names on thebacks of the sweaters when it finally dawned on you. You deadpanned, “You took me to Denmark just to look at your boyfriend.”

“I brought you to Denmark so that you could show some patriotism,” he countered. “Did you forget that Kappy was playing?”

“Unlike you I do not spend the entire day thinking about Kasperi Kapanen.”

“Sure you do,” Will grinned. “You could leave me for Kappy and I wouldn’t be mad.”

“No, you would be jealous that I got to kiss him.”

Your correction wasn’t disagreed with, Will just dropped his hand to your knee. He squeezed once before moving up your thigh in small, almost undetectable movements. Until it was right at the top of your thigh.

“I wouldn’t be jealous if I got to watch.”

He had barely finished his sentence when a whistle soundedand the crowd grew louder. You quickly grabbed his hand, moving it back to your thigh.

“We will talk about this later,” you said sharply but gravelly. “When we aren’t in public, Willy.”