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mitchmrner · 2 days
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why would you post this.
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zanephillips · 6 months
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BRANDEN COOK Tell Me Lies 1.10 "The Bedrooms of Our Friends"
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willietheguy · 2 months
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Didn’t have Willy and Pasta reviewing fashion trends on my 2024 bucket list, but I’m here for it 😂😂
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hockeybabe · 13 days
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Family Skate | M.Knies
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Parings: Matthew Knies x gf!reader
Summary: you and mattthew are new to the dating scene and he makes it official to the public by inviting you to the family skate.
Warnings: pure fluff, swearing, insecurities, kissing, slight cocky Knies, ngl rushed af
Word count: 756
Note: this has been in my drafts for a while. Also requests are open, send them in! And I saw Olivia Rodrigo!!!!
The moment you met Matthew, you two instantly clicked. You had lived in Toronto your entire life working for the leafs. To the team you were like their little sister and the John well you were like his kid. When the leafs called up Matthew you had lost your apartment and John was there to help you.
So gradually you lived with the Tavares residence, along with Matthew becoming professional babysitters for John and Aryne. But what the outside world didn’t know was that you and Matthew were a little more involved with each other than just friends. 
You were a couple. One that you kept away from the world because of people not always being accepting. It was your idea. You had seen it happen to so many and while they could handle it; you weren’t sure you could. However, after multiple talks with Aryne and other girlfriends, they finally convinced you to be shown off.
And what better to have it done at the family skate.
“Babe, you ready.” Matt called for you pulling on his jersey. “Yeah.” You said fixing you scarf and pulling your hair out. “How do I look.” You turned around showing him your outfit which consisted of a handmade leafs jacket with his name on it and black leggings. 
Matthew stared down at you with a cheeky smile gabbing you hands at your sides and leant down giving you a kiss. “You look perfect.” He mumbled. “We should probably get going.” He said heading for the door. As he walked away you slowly feel your nerves creeping up. Matthew notices you lack of presence.
“Y/n,” he calls out. “Everything alright?” He asks once you come to the door. “What if they don’t like me?” You asked, twiddling your thumbs. “Who’s not gonna like you?” He asks clueless making you groan. “The fans, you dummy.” You placed your hands on his chest, looking up at him. “What are they gonna do? You’re mine and I’m yours. They’re just gonna have to accept that.” He says, putting loose hair behind your ear.
“But-” “If they judge, they judge don’t let them tear you apart. I love you.” He says, opening the door. “I love you too.” You mumble. “What was that?” You groan, “I love you too.” You said louder. “That’s my girl.” He said, watching you exit the house and getting into the car.
Once you guys got to the rink, you trailed behind Matthew as he waved to the fans what you didn’t expect were the amount of fans calling your name. You had no clue how they knew who you were, but they were cheering for you.
“Looks like you don’t need to impress anyone.” Matthew turned around, looking down at you with a smirk. You gave him a smile, tightening your grip on his hand as you gave shy waves to the fans. When you finally got to the rink, you sat beside Steph. “Looks like they love you.” She commented.
“Could be a facade.” You shrug. “Fans are brutally honest about liking people. I guess they realized that because you've been dating for a while, then there’s nothing they can do.” She said as she watched Mitch and Matthew grab their girl's skates.
“Hi baby,” Matt said, kneeling down and tying your skates as you told him when it was tight enough. “You know you’re going to be dragging me everywhere, right?” You laugh. Matthew chuckled, “I got you.” Once your laces were fully tied, you took his hands and walked to the rink.
Matthew set foot into the ice first and took your hands, holding you tightly as you slightly wobbled in his grasp. “You doing great.” He cheered as he strides across the ice, pulling you with him. When the two of you passed close by the fans, they’d gush about how cute you two looked.
“Have I told you how gorgeous you look with rosy cheeks?” He smirked, making you blush. “I would slap your chest, but I’d probably fall.” You grunt. “And now you’re saying you’ll fall for me. How great.” He gave you a goofy smile, making you groan.
“Thank you.” You said to him. “For what?” He asked, confused. “For letting me see past the negatives. I love you.” You said quietly. “What was that?” He said, leaning down. “I love you.” “I love you too.” He responded by leaning down giving you a kiss as the other players' sticks clacked with the ice as they cheered with their partners. 
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sassthatsarcasm · 5 months
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sorry to get emotional about a millionaire on main but like. selke nominee mitch marner. fastest to 400 career assists behind only crosby and mcdavid mitch marner. franchise-best 23-game point streak mitch marner. 100+ career assists to best active leafs scorer mitch marner. top 5 in the league for combined offensive and defensive value mitch marner. best leafs forward mitch marner. best leafs defenseman mitch marner. heart of the team mitch marner.
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34papi · 3 months
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ohmymarner · 8 months
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steph and mitch’s wedding video!
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willienyllie · 2 months
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🥵 Willy out here lookin like a 90s heart throb, some cover of j14 magazine with a pull out centerfold poster type shit
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mitchellys · 2 months
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@wmnylander this one’s for you
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prettyboywoll · 4 months
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matthewknies
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Liked by yourusername and others
matthewknies all mine
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fraserminten is that my shirt?
➥ yourusername yup
username he has a girlfriend?
➥ username2 yes! Apparently they’ve been together since 2018
markestapa the tree looks lopsided
brockfaber14 miss u guys
josephwoll get a room
➥ matthewknies is yours available? 😏
username3 when is it gonna be my turn? :(
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➥ yourusername in the trash
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Caption: can’t get enough of her ❤️
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mitchmrner · 3 months
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he CAN score goals and hit the bodies.
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devilsgato · 6 months
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willietheguy · 5 months
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Guys watch this
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hockeybabe · 5 months
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Shoot Your Shot | M. Knies
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Pairings: Matthew Knies x f!reader
Summary: Matthew has had a crush on you and just can’t refuse you.
Warnings: slight smut, Matthew can’t resist his crush, fingering, swearing, dirty talk, praising, finger sucking?
Word count: 1.5k
Note: ngl after I saw this gif, I knew I had to write smth for it. Also I went to a leaf game!!!! I GOT TO SEE CAPTAIN QUINN!
“Just come to the game.” You heard for the third time this day. You worked at a local coffee shop that wasn’t far from Scotiabank Arena, where the Leafs played. Your most regular customer, Matthew Knies, was always asking you to come to his game. You were a hockey fan but never went to games, thanks to your boss.
“That’s really nice, Matt, but I’m working.” You said, cupping the lid of a drink. Matthew groaned, leaning his arms against the counter, and walked away to find a booth. You called the name on the receipt, handing the person their drink. “Sally, I’m on break.” You told your co-worker as you put your apron up on the hook.
“You can’t be mad at me.” You said, walking up to the booth and taking a seat right across from him, folding your hands over the other. “I’m not.” He grumbled, not looking at you. You rolled your eyes. “Look at me.” You ordered him, and he did so reluctantly. “I’ll be watching from there.” You pointed at the TV that was displayed in the corner of the shop.
“It’s not the same, Y/N. I’ve wanted you to go forever. Just ask your boss.” He begs. You knew Matthew’s name had popularity, and your boss would never believe you if he weren’t there in person. "Look, I try all the time. It’s not worth it.” You said getting frustrated and walked away to start your shift again.
Matthew always had a soft spot for you and couldn’t stand to see you upset, especially at him. What he didn’t tell you was that he already talked to your boss and got you a ticket to the game right at the glass. But now he was scared you wouldn’t show when he went for pre-skate, and it would crush him.
Matthew looked down at the watch on his wrist, noticing he had to make his way to the rink. “I’ll see you y/n.” He said leaving money along with the ticket to the game. You watched him leave as a soft sigh left your lips. Liking Matthew wasn’t something you wanted, but you couldn’t help it. You knew he liked you, but being with a hockey player isn’t the easiest thing to do.
You had seen some hockey players girlfriends get attacked on Instagram for being in love, but you couldn’t deny the honest attraction you had for Matthew. He was everything you ever wanted in a guy. You walked over to the booth he was at and picked up his cup, noticing the money along with a strip of paper with the leafs logo on it.
You put the cash and paper in your apron pocket before putting the mug in the dish area. You walked over to Sally and leaned against the counter, noticing Matthew had left you a ticket to tonight’s game against Vancouver. “What’s that, y/n/n?” Sally asked. You lifted the ticket up and showed her. “Someone’s got a crush.” You heard it from behind.
You turned around and saw your boss with her arms crossed. You sucked in a breath and said, "It doesn’t matter. I’ve got work.” You said it in a low voice, not wanting to piss your boss off. “Y/n, go to the game. I already talked to the boy and the rest of his team. I’ll tell you they’re persistent.” Your mouth fell slightly at her words. “They were here?” You asked. “Oh yeah, all of them. All because that one rookie likes you.”
You couldn’t help but smile. “You are going, right?” Your boss asked, walking closer. “I’m mean, yeah, but who’s going to run-" “It’ll be closed for the night.” Your boss cut you off. Another thing your boss shocked you with was that she never closed the cafe unless something was wrong in her life. Whatever the team said to her, it must’ve changed her.
“Well, um, I got to go then.” You said untying your apron and grabbing your personal belongings. “Oh, you almost forgot this.” Your boss said handing you a jersey with the name Knies stitched on the back along with his number. “Now go.” Sally said pushing you to the door. You laughed at them, quickly placed the jersey over your clothes, and headed to the rink.
“Miss y/l/n?” Someone said to you. “Yeah,” you answered. “Please come with me. Mr. Knies asked for me to take you to your spot.” Your brows furrowed in confusion as you followed him. You were walked all the way to a room with a TV with the game on, a bar, couches, and women.
“Y/n, right?” You were greeted by a blonde. You nodded slowly. “Steph, Mitch’s wife.” Your eyes widened in realization. You were in a room with the players girlfriends and wives. “It’s nice to meet you.” You shook her hand as she led you to the balcony to watch the game.
The game was already in motion, and Vancouver had a good offensive game. The Leafs were in the Vancouver zone, and there it was. A Knies goal, you couldn’t help but smile as Matthew pointed up to where you were. “He’s gotta good eye.” Steph says as the others cheer. "Yeah, he does.” Another says. “Aryne.” The woman says. “Matthew lives with me and John.” She says.
You smiled at the woman and continued to watch the game and talk to the other girls. The Leafs ended up winning 5-2. “You’re coming.” Steph said, licking her arm through yours as you made your way to the den and waited for the players.
You felt slightly overwhelmed by the number of people who knew who you were and even by the players coming out and introducing themselves. After John, you watched Matthew stroll out. You felt yourself smiling as your arms crossed over your chest. “Player of the game?” You cocked a brow at his Leafs belt. “Gotta keep it up.” He responded pulling you into a hug.
“We’ll talk about this.” You said this as he pulled you to the parking garage, where his car was. You sat in the passenger seat watching Matthew drive to your apartment, and it was something. You knew he was sneaking glances at you with the number of times he clenched his hands on the wheel, turning his knuckles white as you clenched your thighs together.
You get to your apartment, and you watch Matthew contain himself, shuffling his hands in his pockets and letting out deep sighs. Opening the door, you pull Matthew’s arm toward your bedroom. At the edge of the bed, Matthew turned you around and crashed his lips against yours. Matthew pushed you onto the bed, looming over you.
“Hi beautiful.” He said trailing his finger along your collarbone. You felt a blush rise on your cheeks. “I like your jersey.” He said it with a casual smirk. “I think I like it too.” You responded biting your lip slightly. The tension floated around you two for a while before you grabbed the collar of his shirt and teased him, thinking you would kiss him, but instead you kissed the corner of his mouth.
Matthew bunched up your jersey before kissing you. His hands trailed to your tits as he pinched your nipples and massaged your boobs. You moaned into his mouth, giving his tongue access. You both fought for dominance, with him eventually winning. Matthew trailed kisses to your neck, finding the sweet spot, while he slowly peeled your top layers off and unclasped your bra.
Feeling antsy, you moved your hands down Matthew’s body, putting your semi-cold hands under his shirt and feeling his body. “Fuck.” He hissed into your ear, feeling the coolness of your hands. You whimpered as Matthew grinded into your core. “Off.” You moaned as he kissed down the valley of your breasts to your pant line.
Matthew sat up on his knees, peeling off his shirt, while you admired from below, biting your lip. You started to peel off the rest of your clothes with the help of Matthew until you were both completely bare. Matthew trailed kisses along your things as his finger traced your folds. Your back arched at his touch, and he used his other hand to force your hips down.
“Such a pretty girl.” He mumbled, thrusting one finger in as you moaned. Matthew continued to thrust his finger while using his thumb to play with your clit. “More.” You begged in a muffled voice. Matthew instantly responded, adding a second finger and increasing his pace. You thrashed in your position, using your hands to grip the sheets. “That’s it princess. Let go. Come for me.” You let out a whimper as you fell apart on his fingers.
Matthew trailed his fingers up your body to your lips as you sucked the juices off his fingers. “Jesus baby. You’re so hot.” He smiled while lifting you up, allowing you to straddle him. “You’re hotter.” You said smiling back before kissing him.
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lvrhughes · 10 months
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You Don't Care | A. Matthews
word count: 0.6k
pairing: Auston Matthews x gn!reader (??)
warnings: cursing, angst
summary: It was finally time to see how much Auston was ignoring you, time to leave.
requested: yes
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“Aus?” The call ignored for the third time tonight, the  hundredth this week. “I’m going out.” Rolling your eyes at his ignorance, walking away. 
“Be safe!” He called when you were out of the room, shaking your head at his call. 
The rest of the night, spent with your friends, consisted of drinking away your ignorant boyfriend and dancing. The alcohol catching up to you fast, thinking about Auston shortly. Crying, wishing he cared, wishing he’d acknowledge you, sobbing til your friends brought you home.  
“Hey what happened?” the question falling off Auston’s lips only ten minutes after you had gotten back, wiping away smeared mascara when he saw. 
“Oh now you see?” “What does that mean?” “Aus I’ve been home for almost 20 minutes, you didn’t even hear me come in.” His mouth dropped, hearing what he’d done, quickly stuttering to recover.
“Well I’m sorry I don’t always hear the door.” He countered, earning a scoff from you. 
“Don’t always? You don’t even hear me anymore Auston!” He stood his ground at the words, challenging, you knew how it’d end. 
It was the end. 
“Well why should I listen? You’re always rambling on, complaining about work, complaining about this. I told you I make enough for the both of us, you don’t have to work!”
“You clearly don’t listen or know me anymore because if you did you’d know I love work, I don’t complain to you because I thought it annoy you, I don’t even tell you about my day anymore because I saw you stopped listening. Auston you don’t care!” 
“That’s not true.” His tone defensive, pushing. 
“Tell me one thing about me, where I work? Who's that one coworker I don't like?”
His movements, heavy, his hand running through his hair before sighing.
“Baby I love you, I just…” His words trailed off, no excuse. The tears falling again before you could stop them, muffling a sob with the sleeve of Auston’s sweater you had thrown on. “Baby, no” His arms were quick to wrap around you, earning more sobs. 
"I wish we never met. I wish we never met so I never would've fallen this hard for someone who doesn't care." The words more mumbled, but heard. You could almost feel the guilt and heartbreak radiating from him. 
“Don’t say that.” He sounded like he was going to cry now, making you look up to him.
“Why? It’s true, you don’t care and I think it’s time I leave, even if it kills me.” The truth out, the fact hitting you. It might kill you in the process, but you had to leave. 
“No, no, no, no baby please.” his words desperate pleas, dropping to his knees with tears streaming down his face. 
“Auston, we’re done, I’m leaving.” Trying to compose yourself enough to gather your things. “We’ll figure the rest out in the morning, I’m going over to my friends house for the night.” 
His body racking with sobs, not answering other than a simple nod. Staying on his knees while you gather some things, calling up your friend to come get you. Returning to Auston for a goodbye. 
“Goodbye Aus.” the words said with one last kiss, his lips chasing yours after. 
“If you ever come back, I’ll be better, I can be better, I’ll do everything for you. I promise” the promise more of a whisper, mumbled against your lips before you backed away and left.
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ifimdreaming · 11 months
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Any chance you could write some fluff about taking care of Matthew Knies after his concussion?
blurb!
you're supposed to be resting
matthew knies x reader || fluff
summary: basically eaxctly was was requested, and matthew is very stubborn
author's note: im so sorry this took so long! ive been super busy lately
word count: 1k
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you didn't even have to open the front door before you could hear the sound of the tv playing, you knew matthew was watching the leafs play. Having supposed to be essentially on bed rest after his concussion, it infuriated you to know he wasn't taking it completely seriously.
You told him you werent coming over until later so you knew he wasnt expecting you, but you couldnt stand knowing he was home alone, probably not taking care of himself like he should be
You open the door and see matt click the tv off immediately. He looks over at you with a knowing look and you shake your head back at him. After closing the door behind you, you kick your shoes off and head to the kitchen to put away the food you bought for the weekend. 
“Hi baby, you're here early…” matthew says finally 
“What are you doing?” you ask, seeing as he is sitting on the couch with no tv on
“Im…uh” he starts, “don't lie.” you say, breaking him
“Fine, I turned the game on. But I swear I was only going to watch for a minute. It was killing me.” 
You roll your eyes and head over to sit beside him on the couch. You knew it killed him not to be able to play tonight, let alone attend the game. But he was under strict rules not to watch any screens or devices, as to not worsen his concussion. 
“I know matty” you say as you sit right next to your boyfriend, cuddling into his side and lifting your legs to rest bent on his lap. He wraps his arm around you, pulling you tighter and resting his hand on your butt
“How about i distract you” you suggest, knowing it would eat him alive anyway, just listening to the game and not being able to watch
“Hm. i like that idea” he says, leaning his head back against the couch and closing his eyes tightly. You could tell the brightness of the room was irritating him
“Hey! how bout we go upstairs and cuddle, yeah?” you knew if you suggested he lay down in a dark room without you he would not be very happy about that. He hated this recovery period, so honestly the most effective method in helping him recover was treating him like a little kid and making things sound like the best idea ever. 
“Id love that” he says, lifting you up with him bridal style as he stands up from the couch and starts heading towards the stairs. 
“Wait! Pit stop!” you say pointing towards the kitchen and he turns on his heels
“On it” he says, obeying your demands as he carries you towards the kitchen
“Freezer please!” you say and he heads towards the freezer door. You open it and pull out an ice pack for his head. Matthew rolls his eyes, knowing you were slightly tricking him into getting the ice for himself
“Ok lets go bud.” you say sharply as you pat his chest, not giving him any time to complain 
you place the ice pack at the back of matts neck, holding it there as you head upstairs. When you reach the bedroom you swiftly turn the light off as you pass by the door, making sure the room is perfect in aiding matthews injury.
“I know what you're doing you know” matt says as he places you down on the bed
“What? Coming over to cuddle with you?” 
“Mm more like coming over to take care of me?” he says, mocking your voice and making you crack a smile. He sits beside you in the dark room as you lie in his bed, and wait for him to join you
“Well you were literally doing everything you shouldn't be doing when i walked in sooo…”
“I've been lying down all day long!” he says exasperatedly, knowing you're right 
“Well I'm here now. and I want to cuddle. So we're gonna lie down some more mkay?” you say sassily as you reach in front of you, trying to find him in the dark. You find his chest and pull him towards you by his shirt, urging him to give in to you
Matthew took this as an opportunity to place a kiss on your lips, catching you off guard. After a moment, you lean into the kiss and matthew scoots closer to you, closing the space that was between you both
Matthew passionately grabs you by the waist as he leans over your body, kissing down your neck, making his way to your chest
You pull his face up to yours and he fights to bring it down again
“Matty!” you whine and he continues kissing you cheeks after leaving bruises on your neck
“You're supposed to be resting.” you say with a laugh and he sits up on his elbows, hovering over you, and you can just tell there is a smirk on his face. 
He places a gentle kiss on your lips, ignoring your previous statement. 
“This is not resting” you say as you press your pointer finger to his lips and you can feel his smirk grow against your finger. You're trying really hard not to sound like a babysitter, but are still trying to look out for him
“Ok fine” he sighs out as he collapses beside you. With his body off of yours, you take this as an opportunity to reach down to the end of the bed and find the ice pack that was left there, swiftly placing it behind his head.
Without a word he turns his head to look at you with squinted eyes. Even in the dark, you can just see the annoyance plastered all over his face. You hold in a laugh as you adjust his pillow, continuing to care for your injured boyfriend. 
He helps you adjust the sheets as you both get undr the covers. Regardless of his feigned annoyance, you knew matthew did appreciate you and what you were doing for him. 
“Ok ok ok” Matthew says, stopping you as you are still adjusting his ice pack. he pulls you in beside him and you immediately place a hand under his shirt, moving your hand up and down his chest. Something you always did to comfort him.
 He begins placing kisses to the top of your head as you cuddle in beside him, relaxing completely under his touch
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