#lukas reichel

[romxntica]

2025.03.07 UHC @ CHI

[secretlittlerandezvous]

Too Much - Lukas Reichel

Summary: Lukas tries to cheer up Y/n when she’s dealing with period cramps but ends up annoying her with his goofy antics.

Words: 905

She was trying to keep it together.

The cramps were bad, worse than usual. Her lower stomach throbbed like something was trying to tear its way out. Her face was pale, her eyes tired. Her heating pad was already cold, the tea on the table lukewarm and not tasting quite right, and Lukas’ nonstop bouncing energy wasn’t helping.

And that wasn’t his fault. He cared but sometimes he didn’t know when to stop trying to be funny. His idea of comfort involved popcorn tricks, dancing around the living room, and yelling at the TV like the characters could hear him.

Normally she’d laugh. But today, every sound felt like being hit by a hammer.

Still, she bit her tongue.

He had no clue. But he was trying.

“I swear I caught like five in a row! Babe, are you even watching?���

“Lukas,” she said quietly, “please stop.”

He blinked. “Stop what?”

“Just stop. You're being loud, and I don’t feel good, and it’s too much.”

“Oh.” He stood awkwardly for a second. “Okay. I was just trying to distract you.”

“I don’t need distractions. I need peace. And maybe some empathy instead of you acting like this is some kind of joke.”

He frowned. He didn’t get it. It was one of those things that guys like him didn’t really understand. The mystery of it all only made him feel more helpless. He had a few options in his head: offer to make her tea? Maybe rub her back? But he didn’t know what would help.

Lukas, clueless about what to do to help decided to flop down beside her on the couch. Hard. And hit her body just enough to make a lightning bolt of pain shoot through her stomach.

“Lukas, ow!” she hissed, curling into herself with a sharp gasp.

His hand immediately flew to her arm. “Shit, what happened? Are you okay?”

She was silent for a moment, trying to breathe through the pain. Her eyes were glassy. “That really hurt.”

“I didn’t mean to, baby, I swear.”

“I know you didn’t,” she said tightly, still doubled over.

“I can rub your back?” he offered, too quickly, already reaching for her.

“No. Lukas, stop touching me!” she snapped, jerking away from his hand.

The words were louder than she meant. Harsher, too. But the pain, the frustration, the overwhelming helplessness took over. And his cluelessness, though unintentional, was the final straw.

He froze, arm still half-extended toward her. His eyes dropped slowly. “Okay,” he said, quietly. “I’ll stop.”

“I didn’t mean it like that,” she muttered after a moment of silence.

“No, it’s fine. I should’ve backed off sooner.” He stood up slowly, not looking at her now. “I don’t know what I’m doing. I’m trying to help and I keep screwing it up. So I’ll just… I’ll be back.”

“Lukas-”

But he was already gone.

She didn’t expect him back so soon.

Definitely not carrying four bags and looking like he’d just fought a war inside the store.

“Okay. I had no idea what I was doing. But I googled. I googled a lot.”

She blinked. “So?”

“First of all,” he said, setting the bags down one by one, “I bought every kind of pad, tampon, heating pad, and pain killer in the store. Literally. The entire aisle. The cashier asked me if I was okay.”

Her lip twitched.

“And then I bought every flavor of that candy you like. The sour ones? And pretzels covered in chocolate. Because I read that salty-sweet combo is a common craving? I don’t know. I panicked.”

“Lukas-”

“I know I was annoying earlier. I didn’t mean to be. I just hate seeing you in pain and feeling like I can’t do anything about it. But I messed up. I touched you when you clearly didn’t want to be touched, and I made it worse.”

She stood slowly, still sore, but aching now for entirely different reasons.

“You didn’t mean to,” she said. “I was just… it was all too much. I didn’t mean to yell at you.”

He stepped forward, cautiously, like he wasn’t sure if she wanted him close. “Can I?”

She nodded, and Lukas immediately closed the space, wrapping his arms around her like he’d been waiting all day to do it. He didn’t squeeze too tight. He just held her, warm and steady, hands gentle at her back, chin resting lightly on her head.

“I’m really sorry,” he whispered into her hair.

“I know. I’m sorry too. I didn’t want to snap.”

They stood like that for a long time.

Eventually, she tugged him toward the couch, pulling the blanket over them both. She tucked herself against his side, her face buried in his hoodie while he carefully held her, his hand rubbing soothing circles into her back.

“I’ll be better next time,” he murmured, kissing the top of her head. “Next time you just say the word, I’ll go full period warrior mode.”

She laughed against his chest. “You already did.”

He grinned, pulling the blanket tighter around her. “Next time I’m bringing a heat lamp, a blanket fort, and ten more kinds of chocolate.”

“You don’t need to do all that,” she whispered.

He pressed his lips to her temple. “I know. But I want to.”

And when she drifted off in his arms, warm and safe despite the pain, Lukas didn’t move an inch. He just stayed right there.

[kentjohnson91]

thinking about this edit job by the blackhawks marketing team that makes them look like a stock image of a couple

[amgk22]

I actually think Lukas Reichel x reader with the tiktok trend with "my emergency contact" would be the cutest thing ever because he's literally the emergency?

emergency contact…literally. lukas reichel

synopsis: while filming the ‘emergency contact’ trend with your klutzy boyfriend, you somehow end up in a hilarious situation.

warnings: comedy, short, just a cute guy doing cute stuff, sort of grumpy x sunshine

“I can’t believe you’re making me do this,” You complain, basically being led by your boyfriend across the street. “Can’t we use the clips we already have?”

“We need one more,” Lukas insists, looking back at you. “Come on!”

You nod, scratching your red sweater as you hold the phone tightly. It’s summer- NHL season’s off. Therefore, the Blackhawks need content to feed their fans. Thanks to your closeness to one of their stars, you’re the one posting their funny video.

“Where should we go first?” Lukas asks. “Maybe..the coffee shop? Or the zoo. The park? Or-“

“The coffee shop sounds good,” You shrug, smiling. “I’m getting a-“

“Dark roast coffee; with two sugars, one cream, and a shot of espresso,” Lukas finishes the sentence for you, ruffling up your hair. “Always been, always will be.”

“You know me so well,” You laugh quietly, following him into the coffee shop. Almost instantly, as soon as you enter the shop, Lukas sees his friend, and runs over.

“Tyler! Whatcha doing here?” Lukas asks, smiling at his teammate.

“Came with some buddies,” Tyler grins. “They’re all at the hotel, getting some shut eye- I thought I’d get them some coffees to help them when they’re hungover.”

You can’t help but smile, as you see the two of them reconnect. You also pull your phone up, wondering if this’ll be the moment you get the video.

“What’d you get?” Lukas pokes at Tyler’s drink. “I’m getting my girl a coffee. She’s a tired one.”

“You really struck gold, didn’t you?” Tyler asks. “You got a girl who likes you even if you’re ugly!”

Lukas rolls his eyes. “I’m not ugly!” He exclaims, looking over at you. “Am I?”

You shake your head. “Of course not, love.”

He smiles, looking back at Tyler. “See? I’m not ugly,” Lukas chuckles softly. “And she always tells the truth.” You smile. No matter what he’s doing, he always finds a way to make you feel special.

“Hey, barista,” Lukas calls out. “Dark roast coffee, two sugars, one cream, and a shot of espresso.” She nods, and you smile. So far, all is well.

That is, until a minute’s gone by and the drink isn’t here. “Geez, how much longer?” Lukas complains. “We don’t have all day.”

“Actually, we do,” You correct. “It’s 8:30 in the morning.”

“Hurry up,” Lukas whines slightly, banging on the display and slightly bending down. Perfect. Grabbing the camera, you press record as he continues to talk to the food.

“Hey; food,” Lukas whispers. “Get the barista to go faster, okay? And make my beautiful girlfriend patient, if it doesn’t work.” He looks back to you, his eyes immediately widening. His hand’s outstretched from tapping on the display, which now holds a coffee that the barista placed into his hand. “No, don’t record that! No, don’t put it in the video, don’t don’t-“

His wrists moving around quickly, the coffee cup lid falls off the coffee, and your drink is spilled all over Lukas, you, and your cell phone.

Silence. “Oh my god,” Lukas mumbles. “I didn’t mean to do that.”

Your face is still stunned, but eventually you manage to smile. “Hey..you can buy me another one. Right?”

“Right. Thank goodness your phone’s broken, now you can’t keep the footage.” Lukas looks over to Tyler. “You saw nothing.”

[wheelsnipecelebrini]

frank nazar misspelling “blackhawks” three times 👍🏻

[wondrluv]

cutiessss :(

[hockeyboi]

What is your least favorite candy?

I would say Center Shocker whatever.. It's like you eat it, and then it shocks you.

Pop rocks?

Yeah.., I don't know.

[snekjin]

shut uppp, that's his dad 😭

[secretlittlerandezvous]

Winter Classic Surprise- Lukas Reichel

Summary: Y/n flies from Germany to surprise her boyfriend, Lukas Reichel, at the Winter Classic game.

Words: 800

The hum of the airplane engines filled the cabin as Y/n stared out the window, the faint glow of the Chicago skyline came into the view sooner than she expected. Her stomach twisted with a mix of excitement and nerves. She hadn’t seen Lukas in weeks, and the thought of surprising him at the Winter Classic sent a thrill through her. Was it even a good idea?

It all started with a late-night phone call with her best friend, Lindsey, who was dating one of Lukas’s teammates. Lindsey had jumped at the idea. “He’s going to lose his mind,” she said, already plotting how to get Y/n into the family skate without Lukas suspecting a thing.

As the plane touched down and she stepped into the cold Chicago air, Y/n could hardly believe it was actually happening. She pulled her scarf closer to her neck, her carry-on bag slung over one shoulder. Lindsey was waiting for her just outside the baggage claim, her grin as wide as ever.

“There she is!” Lindsey yelled out, pulling Y/n into a hug.

Y/n laughed, the tension slowly easing. “I can’t believe we’re pulling this off. Are you sure Lukas won’t suspect anything?”

Lindsey waved her hand dismissively. “Please,” she said raising her eyebrow. They can barely keep track of what day it is.”

The drive to Lindsey’s apartment was filled with laughter and excitement as they talked through the plan again. Once they arrived, Y/N was grateful for the chance to rest after her long flight. She crashed on Lindsey’s couch that night, the nerves in her stomach only slightly eased by her exhaustion.

The next evening, after a day of hiding out and catching up with Lindsey, it was finally time. As they pulled into the lot at the Winter Classic rink, Y/n’s heart raced with anticipation.

The rink was breathtaking, strung with lights and buzzing with activity. Players and their families skated together, the festive energy filling the air.

“Alright, here’s the plan. I’ll get you a pass and distract Lukas while you lace up. You just focus on not falling over when you surprise him.”

Y/n smirked, her nerves momentarily forgotten. “No promises.”

After slipping through the security with Lindsey’s help, Y/n found herself standing on the edge of the ice. She spotted Lukas almost immediately. He was gliding effortlessly across the rink, his cheeks pink from the cold, his laughter echoing as he chased a puck with a group of kids.

Her heart swelled at the sight of him, the weeks apart melting away in an instant. She laced up her skates quickly, her fingers trembling slightly as she tied the knots. Taking a deep breath, she stepped onto the ice, her movements hesitant at first.

“Alright, Y/n,” she whispered to herself. “Let’s do this.”

She skated closer, weaving through the crowd of people until she was just a few feet behind him. Her pulse was racing, the anticipation almost unbearable.

“Mind if I join?” she called, her voice steady despite the butterflies in her stomach.

Lukas turned toward her, his brows rising in confusion. His stick dropped to the ice when his gaze landed on her.

“Y/n?” he said, his voice full of disbelief.

“Hi,” she said softly, a shy smile tugging at her lips. “Surprise.”

For a moment, he didn’t move, his wide eyes scanning her face as if he was trying to confirm it was really her. Then, in one quick motion, he was in front of her, his arms wrapping around her waist and lifting her off the ice.

“You’re here,” he breathed, his voice full of awe. “You’re really here.”

She laughed, holding onto him as he spun them around. “Of course I’m here. Did you really think I’d miss your Winter Classic?”

He set her down but didn’t let go, his hands resting on her waist. “You flew all the way from Germany? Just for me?”

“I did,” she said, brushing a strand of hair from his forehead. “I couldn’t wait any longer to see you.”

Lukas’s smile was radiant, his eyes shining. “You’re amazing, you know that?”

“I try,” she teased, grinning.

Before she could say anything else, he leaned in and kissed her, his lips warm against hers despite the chill in the air. The world around them faded away. The noise, the lights, the cold — all of it dissolved into the joy of being together again.

When they finally pulled apart, Lukas rested his forehead against hers. “This is the best surprise I’ve ever gotten.”

Y/n smiled, her heart full. “I’m glad. Now come on,” she said, tugging his hand playfully. “Show me what you’ve got, Reichel. I want to see if you’re as good as you pretend to be.”

He laughed, lacing their fingers together as they skated off.

[kentjohnson91]

[amgk22]

Lukas Reichel x reader please?

Maybe you always crush on these Pinterest hockey couple pictures and he mocks you all the time until he invites you to one of his hockey games and asks the social media girl to take a cute picture as a surprise?

photogenic. lukas reichel

synopsis: you always get jealous of how pretty other girls look with their hockey couples- and lukas always teases you for it. however, at a special game on your birthday, lukas brings your pinterest board ideas to life.

warnings: none!! just FLUFF.

“Why can’t we take cute photos like that?” You ask, trying to get the attention of your cute boyfriend. “Lukas?”

“What?” He mumbles; turning around from the toaster. “Getting jealous over the pinterest photos?”

You nod. “They just look so perfect! And I can even find you in them.”

“Really?” Lukas asks, stepping over. “Show me. God; it better not be embarrassing..”

You scroll up, pressing on a photo of Lukas on the ice, which to be honest looks pretty cute. “I like it,” shrugs Lukas. “You gonna save that one?”

You press the download image button. “You bet I am,” you chuckle, looking back at him as a pop sound echoes through the living room. “Uh, you better get that toast out.”

“Oh yeah, shit,” Lukas laughs, running back over. “But seriously; don’t compare yourself to people on Pinterest,” he suggests, grabbing the toast and placing it on a plate. “You’re way prettier than them.”

“It’s not about being prettier!” You exclaim jokingly. “I just like the aesthetic of the photos..and I think we’d look pretty cute.”

“Might get my fangirls jealous, y’know,” Lukas reminds you. “Imagine how some of the guys in Jersey be feeling. They’ve got an entire city of 12 year old fan girls!”

“Glad that’s not you,” You smile. “I like keeping you all to myself.”

You see the smallest hint of a blush come through his face, as he spreads the butter over the toast. “Tomorrow’s your birthday, why are you so worried about others?” Lukas asks. “You should be thinking about what I’m gonna get you.”

“It better be good,” You say, letting out a quick yawn. “Y’know, I’m kind of tired..I’m gonna go to bed now.”

“Sounds good,” Lukas nods. “Sweet dreams, sunshine.”

That morning, from the second you wake up, you feel great. You were 22 years old- finally he couldn’t use the excuse that he was older than you. The bed felt comfier than usual. And Lukas was right there when you woke up.

“Happy birthday, sunshine,” Lukas says, leaning closer. “Want anything?”

“No, I’m good,” you say, resisting a faint blush. “I can’t believe it, I’m 22…”

“It’s gonna be great today,” Lukas grins. “I’ve got a couple tricks up my sleeve..come over here, I’ve got a surprise.”

“Here?” You ask, pulling off your blanket and stepping onto the floor. Your legs are a bit wobbly, as they always are, but you regain balance as soon as you feel Lukas’ warm arm on your shoulder.

“Yup, here,” Lukas says proudly. “But I’ve got somethin else outside. That’s for later.”

“Should I close my eyes?” You chuckle, closing them anyway.

“Keep em shut,” Lukas insists, holding on you tighter. He leads you through the house; then to where you guess is the living room. “Okay, open your eyes.”

You open your eyes; and look around to see streamers everywhere. Balloons. And they’re all in your colour. “Wow!” You exclaim. “It’s amazing!”

“Luckily I got a buddy who just had a birthday,” Lukas says. “He could lend these to me, so I can save up for the real surprise.”

“You’re a hockey player,” You chuckle. “Don’t you have the money?”

Lukas rolls his eyes. “Well, yes, I do..but that’s for other things.”

You nod playfully. “Sure, sure..now what is this other surprise?”

“It’s at the arena, since practice starts early today. I got you a coffee to keep your energy up,” Lukas tells you. “Wanna go now? Or should I reschedule it?”

You shake your head. “No need to reschedule. I’ll take the coffee,” You say, grabbing the coffee and sighing in pleasure as the caffeine reaches your tongue.

“You and your coffee,” Lukas smiles, wrapping his arm around your waist. “Come on, sunshine,” he says.

A couple sips later, you zone back in and realize you’re at the door. “Ladies first,” Lukas says, bowing as if he’s a prince.

“Why thank you,” You curtsy, almost spilling your coffee as you leave the house.

“You sure you wanna go down the stairs?” Lukas asks.

“Elevators could break,” You shrug. “Remember last time?”

Lukas laughs. “Don’t remind me, love. I’ll carry you down.”

Before you can resist, you feel yourself picked up by Lukas, being held like a princess. You grip onto your coffee for dear life, while also snuggling up to his warm body.

He makes sure to not jolt you as he steps down the stairs through your apartment complex. His arms tighten, before letting you go at the bottom.

“I got us a taxi,” Lukas says. “Well, not really a taxi. Just Landon.”

You peek inside the taxi, to see one of Lukas’ teammates, Landon Slaggert. “To the arena,” Lukas says, leading you into the back seat with him.

“Sounds good.” As the car starts, Lukas looks at you, putting his hands on your waist.

“You look perfect,” He whispers in your ear. “You know that, right?”

You nod. “I know,” You mumble. “You tell me every day.” He leans in for a kiss, his hands rubbing your back tightly.

“Beautiful,” He says in between kisses. “Just beautiful.”

You snuggle up to him, your lips connecting with his once more before you sit in his lap. “Now, what’s the surprise?” You ask.

“Well,” Lukas chuckles. “I want it to be a surprise, sunshine. We’re almost there, you need to be patient.”

You roll your eyes. “Fine,” You pout; looking out the window. The sky is clear, the snow is melting, it’s a good day in Chicago.

The taxi parks in the lot, you and Lukas holding hands as you exit the vehicle.

“Just tell me,” You complain. “Please?!”

“I know what it is,” Landon adds.

“Then tell me!” You exclaim, almost begging.

“You’ll love it,” Lukas smiles. “It’s just in here, sunshine…”

As you reach the door, Lukas opens it for you, and you walk in..to see a brunette girl. Tall, a bit chubby, with a camera in her hand. You know her.. “Hi, I’m the social media girl,” The lady says. “I’m here to take the photo. We don’t have much time- they want a whole scrapbook of Bedards.”

“Come again?” You ask, looking back at Lukas. “A photo? Since when? Don’t you have practice?”

“That was a lie,” Lukas says proudly, his hands on his hips. “The game isn’t until 7:00 tonight. You know how jealous you are of those Pinterest photos? I-“

“You brought them to life!” You exclaim. “This is amazing!”

“Before you ask; there’s bigger gifts,” Lukas chuckles. “I just thought you’d like this as a little treat.”

Your smile widens, looking between the social media girl and Lukas. “So,” The lady says. “Shall we begin?”

You nod eagerly. “Yes!”

the photo::

[mizbabygirl]

[wondrluv]

holy fuck i love them 😔

hawks admin thanking you till the day i die

[hockeyboi]

[snekjin]

how i look posting important content on tumblr dot com (x)

[beefbungus]

These face cards never decline.