#playoffs plssss!!!

[txdoll]

THANK GOD 😌🧡

now we watch!!!

i will never be saying this ever again but go chiefs and jets!!!

[goldfades]

𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐕𝐄 𝐆𝐎𝐓 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐎𝐅 𝐌𝐄, 𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 ─ NK¹⁰

౨ৎ ─ summary | nika calls her girlfriend while they're at an away game, only to be teased by her team (and nika, of course). REQUESTED! -> "MOREEE NIKAAA PLSSSS UR SO GOOD"

─ word count | 685

─ warnings | nothing but sweetness, fluff and some teasing!

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"YOU SHOULD'VE JUST SLAPPED HER," NIKA'S voice rung from your phone speaker as you laughed, rolling your eyes.

"Oh trust me, I wanted to." You joked as you leaned back into your bed, a tired yawn escaping your lips. Nika was at an away game and per usual ─ Nika had to call you and talk to you.

Even if it was only a couple days away from each other, she needed to hear your voice because the one time she didn't call you at an away game ─ they lost, badly. And of course because she misses your sexy voice.

The sound of her laughter echoed through the phone, a comforting melody that soothed your tired mind. "If I was there, I woulda slapped her for you."

"I know you would have, baby." You rolled your eyes as you playfully replied, the fondness evident in your tone. "But then we'd both be in trouble, and who would cheer for you at your next game?"

Nika chuckled, the sound music to your ears. "Good point. Can't have my lucky charm getting banned from the arena, we'd never make it to playoffs."

You smiled, imagining Nika's smirk on the other end of the line. "Exactly. Besides," you added, "I wouldn't want to miss cheering you on. You know I'm your number one fan."

Nika's laughter bubbled over again, warming your heart even more. "Damn right you are. I'd be lost without you there, cheering me on with that sexy voice of yours."

You couldn't help but blush at her compliment, feeling a rush of affection for her. "Well, I'll make sure to save my best cheers for you."

"That's all I ask," Nika replied, her voice softening. "Just knowing you're there, rooting for me, means everything."

Before you could respond, you heard a bunch of voices laughing in the background teasing her. You could only guess that it's her teammates, a smile playing on her lips.

"Oh shut up, you guys are all jealous 'cus you don't have a hot girlfriend cheering you on!" Nika called out to her teammates, her tone playful yet teasing.

The voices in the background only grew louder, confirming your suspicions. It seemed like Nika's teammates enjoyed teasing her about her softness for you, but you knew it was all in good fun.

"I swear, you guys are worse than a bunch of gossiping high schoolers," Nika exclaimed, her laughter mixing with the banter of her teammates.

"Sounds like you're having fun over there," you remarked, amusement evident in your voice. "Tell them I said hi. And that they better treat my girl right, or they'll have to answer to me."

Nika laughed, her voice amused as some of the girls began laughing as well. "Don't worry, babe. They know better than to mess with you."

"Why are you laughing? You don't think I'm intimidating, Nika?" You mocked hurt as you scoffed, swallowing the urge to join in the laugher as you pushed the blanket to your shoulders.

Nika's laughter only intensified at your mock hurt, her voice laced with amusement. "Oh, believe me, babe, you're the most intimidating person I know. I'm shaking in my boots over here."

"Oh shut up, you've been hanging too much with Paige. She's rubbing off on you, shaking in your boots?" You repeated, playfully scoffing.

"Hey, don't blame Paige for my awesome sense of humor," Nika retorted, her laughter still audible in the background. "Besides, a little boot-shaking never hurt anyone."

You couldn't help but laugh at Nika's comeback, her wit as sharp as ever. "Fine, fine, I'll let it slide this time. But don't think you're off the hook for teasing me."

Nika's laughter gradually subsided, replaced by a softer, more affectionate tone. "Wouldn't dream of it, baby. You know I love teasing you almost as much as I love you."

Your heart fluttered at her words, a warmth spreading through you at the reminder of her affection. "Almost, huh? Well, I'll take what I can get."

"Good," Nika replied, her voice gentle. "Because you've got all of me, now and forever."

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[ladylooch]

would literally love anything nico rn like i’m in such a fic drought and i love your writing so much plssss nico 🥹💗

maybeeee more drunk reader or overprotective nico 🥹

A/N: You know what, how about both? And thank you so much for your sweet words! I truly appreciate your request and kindness and reading my work 🥰 Hope you like this!

Finally, find you a partner who will save you when you need it. That shit is hot.

Warnings: creepy man, reader is drunk, swearing, physical violence.

Word Count: 717

The bass of the music thumps against the heels of your black boots as you wait for a drink at the bar. You’re out in the city with your boyfriend and his teammates/significant others, blowing off some much needed steam before the grind of playoffs begins. You had made a quick stop at the bathroom before weaving your way to your place now in search of another drink.

You probably don’t need another, but your buzz feels so good you want to keep chasing it.

You make casual conversations with a guy who points out your sparkly boots. In standard, drunk girl fashion, you gush about how you got them on sale at Nordstrom Rack. He takes your friendliness as an invitation, tilting in closer to you until you feel pinned between him and the bar.

“What do you say we get out of here? You look like you could use some company tonight.” You wrinkle your nose in discomfort. Pings of danger dash down your limbs as something about his previously friendly demeanor changes. He leers at your breasts, biting his lip like you’re a snack.

“Um, no, I don’t want to.”

“I think you do.” He leans in closer until the smell of whiskey from his breath assaults your nose. 

“No I really don’t.” You become more forceful with your no, raising your voice in hopes someone overhears you. The music is too loud and your tone seems to get lost in the bass.

“Come on, sweetheart. We can have a good time together. Make each other feel good.” 

You lean back as he reaches for you. It’s almost not real life. It feels like you’re watching from above, knowing you need to move away, search for someone safe, but the alcohol won’t let you react fast enough. You’re about to scream in panic, when a blur moves in front of you. Someone steps between your bodies, knocking two palms into the man’s chest so he falls backwards off his stool. His back thuds hard against the wood floor, vibrating in your chest along with your rapid pulse.

“She said no.” It’s Nico. You sober up instantly, recognizing this could be bad.

“Neeks.” You call, placing your hands on his back. He ignores you.

“You are one lucky bastard.” He seethes at the man, standing over him, practically spitting. “If even one tip of your finger had touched her, you would be bleeding out on this god damn floor.” Nico’s breathing is ragged as he gulps in air between words. His European accent is thick in the air from how angry he is. The man scrambles back at the threatening look on your boyfriend’s face. Nico’s hands are squeezed into fists at his side. You press your forehead to his spine, hoping he will let this go without further confrontation.

You’re safe now with Nico; that’s what matters.

“Geez, we were just talking.” The man insists, crawling back to standing. “I didn’t touch her.”

“No, but you were going to. Even after she told you no. You’re a fucking piece of shit. Get the fuck out of here.”

“Sorry.” The man mutters as a lame parting shot. He picked the wrong woman to try and snatch. The rest of the bar slowly goes back to their drinks and conversations. Nico’s shoulders are shaking with heavy breaths as he turns back to you.

“Tell me you’re okay?” He is so soft when he touches you around your rib cage.

“Yes. I’m okay.” You run your hands up his arms, lacing your fingers around his neck to pull his lips down to yours. “I was scared.”

“I know. I saw it all. I got to you as fast as I could.” He motions to the crowded bar. Saturday night in the city makes it hard to move around. The rest of the Devils come shoving through; Jack Hughes even has his hands up ready to throw down with his captain. Nico waves them back to the table.

“Take me home.” You plead to him, burrowing your face into his chest. You shudder in relief as his arms wrap tightly around you. His mouth places delicate kisses along your hair, holding you, letting the world disappear until it’s just you and him.

“Let’s go.” He agrees, wrapping a secure, shielding arm around your shoulders and walking you both from the crowded bar.

[liacobain]

There’s 22 games left for the season and as much as I am loving the winning streak the Aces are having…istg my gut is telling me one of them starters is gonna get hurt again late in the season if not during the playoffs 😭. I had the same exact gut feeling last year, too 😭😭. It doesn’t help that the schedule this year is effing ridiculous.

plssss no i’m praying that they have a fully healthy season

[honourablepranksinatra]

Why is watching the leafs playoffs the most stressful thing ever... After 2 excruciating hours we had 2 minutes of relief where we were ahead and now it's tied for overtime plssss

[glittter-vamp]

NOT PORZINGIS!!!!! They should have made him sit out if he was questionable before, these are playoffs like plssss!😑

[nylwnder]

NAH LET US SCORE WTF

[liesofasilvertongue]

Jesus seeing Matty struggle to skate to the bench and struggle to get through the gate and struggle to walk down the tunnel I hope it’s not a concussion good god good god good god

[itsthelastquestion]

SOMEBODY DO SOMETHING PLEEEEAAAASSSSEEEEE

[insidelopesysmind]

tip-off supposed to be @ 8:30…. it’s 8:45 -

[jamesvanriemsdyk]

more info on the raffl trade [your perspective] plssss

simply put i think it was trash.

it simply didnt make logical sense. michael raffl, a dependable, rough and tumble player, for a fifth round pick? not to mention hes a seven year veteran of the team, and we know hes great in the room, and i just? what the fuck did chuck fletcher GET out of that? and what he said after, that if the team had played better he wouldnt have made the move? what the fuck was THAT? it wasnt even an impactful move! the only thing he did was lose a good player! he didnt shore up the defense, he didnt fix any of his contract problems, he didn’t get any of the pieces they wouldve needed for a deep playoff run. literally what was the point.