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★ sick, but never of you . . . (luke hughes)
— when you're feeling incredibly under the weather, your boyfriend is there to look after you the best he can (1.3k)
+ warnings for mentions of illness and feeling sick. yes this is incredibly self-indulgent but i'm currently ill so you have to let me off okay !!!! first time writing for luke so pls don't be too too harsh !! banner from benkeibear <3
luke knew it was bad the moment he woke to the sight of your shadowed outline sitting up in bed, your body hunched over as muffled sniffling broke the silence in the room.
you hadn't been feeling the greatest all day, plagued with an annoying cough and pounding headache, but you had insisted before you headed to bed that you were starting to feel a little better, even assuring him that a good night's sleep would cure everything.
unfortunately, it seemed that sheer wishful thinking alone wasn’t enough.
something happened overnight, and you’d gone from bad to worse within a matter of hours. what had started out as a level of illness that was more of an annoyance than anything had spiralled to an obnoxious level of discomfort.
the blocked nose, the sharp scratch in your throat, the awful cough, and the pulsing headache would all be bad enough on their own, but experiencing them all in one sitting seemed like a level of torture that you definitely didn’t deserve. yet, here you were. and there was nothing you could really do about it.
it took every last ounce of strength in you not to cry.
you were just so frustrated. nothing felt right, and sleep was definitely out of the question; you were left with no other option than to sit and feel sorry for yourself, and hell, who could blame you?
"babe?" luke asked, voice thick with a blend of sleep and concern that already worked to soothe you a little. it was like your own personal medicine, washing over your body and allowing your muscles to relax a fraction.
"sorry," you all but croaked, and luke winced at the sound. speaking had to be impossibly painful for you right now, there was no doubt about it. "y’can go back to sleep, 'm fine."
your attempt at lying was already pitiful, but it was truly ruined when, not even five seconds later, you promptly burst into tears. luke’s extension of care had broken the emotional dam you’d tried to build up, and the wave of upset quickly came crashing over you.
luke swore that he could feel each individual crack splintering across his heart at the sight of you. how he was simply supposed to 'go back to sleep' right now, even if he wanted to, was a total mystery to him.
"hey, hey, c'mere," he mumbled, sounding more like he was addressing a wounded animal than his girlfriend.
without hesitation, he wrapped an arm around your shoulder and pulled you against him, his hand tracing circles on the small of your back as you sobbed into him. small ‘i know, i know’s passed his lips, and he hoped to any god that they sounded reassuring and not patronising.
a particularly rough coughing fit interrupted your crying, and you tore yourself away from him to cover your mouth. luke mourned the loss of your body against his, the warmth replaced by the telltale cold of losing your embrace.
"i feel like fucking shit."
your voice cracked at every word, even cutting out completely on some syllables, and the expression on your face confirmed that speaking was hell for you right now.
never had luke seen you so utterly broken, and it was killing him. he knew that if you were any more coherent, you would’ve kicked him out of your room instantly, not wanting to risk getting him sick.
he knew that, because it had happened many times before.
it was like clockwork, a dance you two had mastered over the years together. you’d get a slight cold, luke would offer to take care of you, and you’d shut him down immediately, not wanting your sniffles to be the reason the devils lost one of their defensemen for a game or two.
but this was far worse than a common cold, and no amount of convincing would be able to pull luke from your side.
luke sat for a moment, formulating a plan in his mind with a level of precision only otherwise reserved for his time on the ice. he gnawed at his bottom lip gently as he thought, a hand reaching out to brush the hot skin of your thigh to let you know he was still there.
after a minute, he spoke.
“alright, i’m gonna go grab some stuff for you and i’ll be right back okay?” luke promised, rising to his feet.
a stern, yet caring, look shot down your feeble attempt at arguing with him. nothing you could say or do right now would prevent him from looking after you.
“you just get y’self comfy, babe. i’ll be back before you know it.”
a kiss to your forehead sealed his goodbye, and the soft thump of his feet against the wood flooring became quieter as he made his way into the kitchen. you sniffled once more, wiping away the stray tears from your cheeks with the palms of your hands and propped yourself up against one of the pillows, sighing deeply.
remnants of luke’s warmth seemed to bleed along the sheets, tingling underneath your skin to remind you that he was here, looking after you, and he was happy to do it. a small smile tugged at the corner of your lips, and you held back from burying yourself into luke’s side of the bed despite your heart silently begging you to.
as promised, luke returned not too long after, balancing a few objects in his hands. whilst one hand clasped a steaming mug of tea, the other contained some painkillers and medicine you had in your cabinet, along with a bottle of cold water. luke had apparently grabbed anything in sight that he thought would help you out, and cupid’s arrow snagged your heartstrings once more.
within seconds your bedside table was decorated with his haul, and the mug of tea carefully handed to you with a warning that it would be hot. luke busied himself with figuring out how much of each medication you could take, making a mental note as to when you could have the next dose with furrowed brows.
his fingers stretched out to gently tap your palm twice, a silent request for you to hold out your unoccupied hand so he could drop the pills into them for you. the fact you had woken him up at god knows what time of night and his movements were laced more with love than exhaustion was truly a testament to how much he adored you, and it made you feel giddy despite your awful state.
a sympathetic sound left his mouth as he reached out a hand to cup your jaw, brushing his thumb along your cheekbone as though you were fine china, something delicate for him to cherish and admire.
“drink some tea and then try and get some more sleep, baby,” he said in a hushed tone, pressing a gentle kiss to your clammy forehead. “know it sounds impossible, but the meds should make it a bit easier for you. ‘m not going anywhere either, so wake me up if you need me.”
you nodded, lifting the mug to your lips and taking a small sip of the hot liquid. the fact that luke had brewed the drink in your favourite mug didn’t go unnoticed, and you gave him a fond smile over the rim of the mug as the beverage eased the strain of your throat.
as luke clambered back into bed next to you, pulling you into his side carefully so as not to spill your tea everywhere, your frustration began to fade, curling like the tendrils of steam coming from your mug and floating towards the ceiling.
though your sickness wasn’t miraculously cured, the soft kisses luke repeatedly pressed to the top of your head and temple provoked small bursts of happiness to erupt in your mind, like fireflies carrying a golden glow that paled in comparison to that of the boy next to you.
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can i request “I can’t sleep can I stay here” with quinn plss!
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You were invited to stay with the Hughes brothers for part of the summer. It was just the brothers, Trevor and you staying. Everyone had their own rooms but you lost rock paper scissors Trevor so you had to sleep on the coach. Trevor cheered when he beat you and the only person to pipe up was Quinn
“Come on man you're gonna let her sleep on the coach?” He pipped
“Hey she lost man, winner takes the room” He laughed taking his stuff up to the room
It was mid July and the heat was unbearable, You were just wearing your underpants and a small tank top. You were covered in sweat and there were no fans for you to use. You kept rolling around in bed tossing and turning, you had so many ice pack’s with me but they've just gone warm.
You found yourself getting up from the coach and walking around the lake house until you heard the sound of a fan. You walked slowly walked to find out where it was coming from. You were standing outfront of Quinns door, the sound of the fan was calling your name. You had to go in. you softly locked, not wanting to wake the others. At the sound of the knock the fan stopped and you could hear Quinns soft voice
“What the hell do you want?” you heard him hush out.
You smiled knowing that Quinn probably thought You were one of his brothers.You slowly opened the door and winced at the loud sound of Quinn’s door creaking open.
“Could you be any louder dumbass?” Quinn snapped
The first thing you noticed was that Quinns room was cool, like cold cool. You looked around the dark room and was able to see 1 big fan and a small air conditioner.
That.Son.Of.a.Bitch You thought
he's been hogging the damn cold air, Quinn rolled over so see me standing in his doorway closing the door behind me softly.
“I know im sorry” You apologized to him smiling shyly
The quicking sat up in bed “No no it's fine was up? Are you ok?” He asked whispering
“Yea no no i'm fine” You babbled at him. You suddenly remember that You were only in my underpants and tank top.
“I can't sleep, can I stay here?” You asked him shyly “It's just really hot in the living room and I couldn't sleep and now I find out you've been hogging all the cool air!” You whisper yelled at him gesturing around to the fans and air conditioner.
“You can't hog air”Quinn laughed at how you got all worked up. He noticed the first week of the trip that if you got too hot you got angry at the littlest things, he thought It was cute.
The fan was just on a bedside table at the end of his bed facing him. “You son of a bitch” you gasped seeing the fan. You turned on the fan and jumped onto the bed sitting against the headboard. You basically moaned at the feeling of the cold air on your face.
“How long have you had these?’ You asked your eyes still closed, wanting to take it all in.
“All summer” He answered honestly
I turned to him in shock, opening my eyes, giving him a glare. “I've suffered for so long and you had these” I groaned “Your a monster”
Quinn just laughed at you “I couldn't risk them knowing,I'm not sharing this with my brother and Trevor’ He groaned
“No I get it” you answered. “Im staying the night in here, because I deserve it”
Quinn and you got comfortable in bed, not using the blanket because of the heat. “You can stay every time "He told you, He wants to lie, he wouldn't mind the girl he's been in love with sharing a bed with him for two weeks.
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You've had the longest day, sitting through hours and hours of your pointless classes. You opened your apartment door with a sigh, dropping your stuff on the floor in the entrance with a groan earning Luke's attention.
You saw Luke sitting on the couch playing his video game probably playing with his brother like they usually did. He popped one of his ears out of his headphones, cocking his head at you.
“Your home early” He smiled clearly happy you where home
“Yea I decided not to go out with the girls today I'm just too tired” You mumbled grabbing a water from the fridge
“Somein wrong?” He asked now, completely ignoring his video game, "You were about to answer but Luke cut you off yelling into his headset mic “Shut up!” “Give me a minute” You laughed softly at his childlike actions, it reminded you of when you were both dating in high school and he'd yell at all hours of the night playing video games with his brother while you tried to sleep.
He turned back towards you trying to ignore his brother yelling at him for being AFK. “So what happened” he asked
You took a deep breath before you spoke again “I'm just so tired with school and my prof was so boring it was so draining, then I have to write a paper too” You groaned holding your face in your hands because you just reminded yourself that you had more work to do.
All you wanted to do was curl up with Luke on the coach but it wasn't the time, you had way too much work to do.
“Oh sweetheart come here” He cooed, tossing his controller on the other side of the couch and pulling his headset around his neck.
“Can I have a hug please?” you asked softly suddenly shy at his comforting actions
“Of course” He smiled
You quickly scrambled into his lap with your arms around his neck and his arms wrapping around your waist and rubbing your back softly.
“I can hear them yelling at you to get back on” You whispered
Luke leaned back for a minute and grabbed his mic “Shut up!” he yelled to his brother then threw his headset somewhere on the couch.
#nhl fanfiction#nhl x reader#nhl hockey#nhl imagine#nhl#luke hughes blurb#luke hughes fic#luke hughes x reader#luke hughes imagine
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Giveeeeeeee meeeee aaaaa paaaarrrrtttt 2
Please Princess
Summary: You were kidnapped by Kronos goons, and just when you thought it couldn't get any worse, a familiar face proved you wrong
Pairing: Luke Castellan x daughterofPoseidon!reader
warning: Angst!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Also kind of long (Sorry)
(This scene was inspired by Euphoria)
You’ve lost count of how many days since you’ve been in this cell. You don’t remember how one of Kronos’s goons managed to sneak up on you, one minute you were walking to the Poseidon Cabin late at night and the next you were in this small ass cell that only had a crappy spring mattress.
You were expecting Kronos’s goons to rough you up, but they haven’t. They’ve only come in once a day to give you food and water which you end up throwing back in the goon's faces. They still never laid a finger on you, you were starting to believe that you were leverage for whatever the hell your brother Percy was doing.
The next day you just sit Chris cross applesauce on the ground and face the wall when you hear footsteps. “Heard you were being stubborn” A familiar voice announced, your eyes widened No not him Luke was the last person you wanted to see. You touched the scar that laid across your cheekbone, something you got from that night.
You went to find Luke and Percy because they were taking a while and you wanted to enjoy the fireworks with them. You find them pointing their swords at each other, Luke tried to explain how Percy lied about not being the lightning thief but of course, you didn’t believe him which led to you and Percy trying to take Luke down. Luke swung backbiter intending to strike at Percy but he dodged and ended up cutting you.
You were heartbroken, Luke was the love of your life! You didn’t care about glory or getting the god's attention, as long as Luke was with you. You believed Luke cared about you too, he was your biggest supporter! This made you wonder if he was only dating you so you would be more willing to join Kronos.
Luke placed the tray on the small meal table on the cell door, “Come on please eat something” Luke’s voice laced with concern. You tried to blink away the tears, gods he’s still acting like he cares about you. You still sat with your back facing the man you once loved, even if you knew what you wanted to say, your voice couldn’t be found.
“You need to eat…please princess” Luke begged, when he called you his old nickname for you the memories that you tried to shut out came rushing back, all the campfires, sneaking to the lake at night, movie night on your phone. You couldn’t hold the tears back anymore, “don’t call me that” your voice cracked, Luke was relieved to hear her voice oh how he missed it.
He wanted to hear your voice more “Princess please, you have to understand” Luke tried to explain, and for the first time you looked at him filled with rage “Understand?” you mumbled, and you stood up “Understand?!” you yelled storming towards the cell door, words couldn’t describe how enraged you were “you betrayed us!” you yelled shoving the food tray back at Luke. The traitor didn’t flinch, “Y/N” Luke’s voice was soft, it felt weird that he was saying your real name “The gods don’t care about us, they have ignored us for too long. We’re just pawns to their game” Luke explained his eyes that only known kindness now replaced with spite and hatred, you glared at the man you once loved “So that’s supposed to make it okay for you to try to kill my brother?! He’s a kid!” You yelled white-knuckling the cell bars “I’m sorry for that Y/N, I am, but I need to make sure Kronos will rise” Luke explained, you felt your heart ripping once again.
You took a few steps back and looked at this monster who looked like the man you used to love. Your eyes darkened, You never thought he would kill a kid “That dragon should’ve fucking killed you” your voice laced with venom, that was a punch in the gut for Luke “You don’t mean that” Luke whispered his eyes glossed, “I do mean it!” you muttered at Luke who remained silent “You fucking betrayed us, Luke! You betrayed Annabeth! You betrayed me! And it fucking hurts Luke!” You shouted tears running down your face. Luke mumbled “I love you” You couldn’t believe that he had the nerve to say that “No you don’t!” your voice cracked, Luke nodded his head “I love you” he mumbled once again, Gods will he stop saying that “No you don’t! Stop saying that! You don’t love me!” You shouted, clapping your hands with the last sentence.
Luke has never seen you this angry especially at him, you guys have arguments but they were never this bad. You leaned into the cell bars wanting to look Luke in the eyes “I have a lot of regrets in my life, but I have to say that meeting you has to be on the top of my fucking list” You explained in a malicious tone, Luke's eyebrows raised. A tear ran down Luke's cheek “You don’t mean that princess” Luke mumbled, you’d be lying if you didn’t feel a little bit satisfied by making him cry “I.mean.every.fucking.word” you spat at him. Luke grabbed your hand before you could walk away to catch your breath “Stop” you mumbled trying to pull away but Luke tightened his grip, he turned your hand over, exposing your palm. You studied Luke who looked at you with love before giving your palm a soft kiss something he used to do all the time, your eyes glossed at the sight.
Luke gave it a final kiss before letting go, you cradled it into your chest “Y/N, none of this was supposed to betray you. I love you, I’m doing this for us” Luke explained calmly, you looked at Luke with murderous eyes “We could’ve left, Luke. We could’ve lived in a cottage in the middle of nowhere, just like we used to talk about” You reminded in a low tone your throat was dry and sore from the screaming, Luke shook his head “You know it’s not that simple, not for us” Luke explained, you knew it was true there would be monsters knocking on your door every five minutes but you wouldn’t have cared.
You started to laugh “You know you're no different than them” You stated looking up at your ceiling, Luke raised an eyebrow “The gods” you continued, you were walking side to side in your cell “That’s not true” Luke grumbled, you laughed one again “but you are. You’re no better than Zeus, you’re no better than Ares…you’re no better than your father” you muttered, you smiled in satisfaction when Luked at you with rage in his eyes “I am nothing like them,” Luke told his voice laced with venom, you nodded your head not believing him “you’re a fucking vampire. Just like them” you muttered, Luke stood there in disbelief “You just go around sucking the fucking spirit out of everyone!” You yelled pressing your face into the cell bars and looking him dead in the eyes, Luke shook his head “You know that’s not true” he reminded, your murderous eyes staring him down “It is fucking true!” you yelled before walking away from the bars.
Then Luke had the nerve to say the three words again “Y/N, please! I love you!” he shouted, you wished he would stop lying “No you love being loved! You love being needed and being awed at like your some whimsical fucking creature!” You yelled wishing the bars weren’t here so you could leave, Luke sighed before looking at you “I love you! What will it take for you to believe me?!” Luke shouted in frustration, you wiped away your old tears “If you want me to believe you then stay away from me” You muttered, Luke shook his head making you sigh in frustration “Then let Kronos’s goons kill me because looking at you makes me physically fucking ill!” you spat at him before walking into a corner with your back facing him, telling him that you are done talking to him.
You stood there until you heard the main door slammed, you turned around and he was gone. You felt like an idiot for dating him, you should’ve seen it coming. You should’ve killed him that night, he was no longer the man you loved. It’s all your fault, out of anyone in camp you should’ve been the one to know that he was up to something.
You slid down against the wall, you brought your knees into your chest, and you were hysterical crying into your knees. Even though with everything that is happening, deep down you still loved him and you wished you didn’t.
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sweet goodbyes, major john egan
pairing: major john “bucky” egan (masters of the air) black fem oc (amelia egan)
content: john is being shipped to England to serve in the war; his departure comes with sweet goodbyes
an: callum turner is my new white boy of the month, yay!
“Close your eyes, darlin’. You can’t keep trying to fight sleep.” His voice warmed the deepest parts of her insides. Her stomach fluttered and she couldn’t fight to dopey smile that crept along her lips. She whined in objection, ignoring how her eyelids fluttered.
“I don’t want to sleep,” she murmured, words slurred and almost incoherent. Her hand ran down the lace neckline of her white nightgown; a gift from her mother-in-law from her wedding night. Her hand then traveled over to his dark hair, massaging his curls. “Want to stare at you alllll night.”
His soft chuckle forced her eyes open. He caressed her warm cheek “That’s nice, doll, but you should get your rest. I gotta be out early in the morning. Gotta have coffee together.” It was a ritual. Every morning, he’d wake her up at the break of dawn with a steaming cup of coffee and a bowl of oatmeal. It was a simple gesture, but it was what she grew to love. Cuddled in the sheets, sipping from their mugs and feeding each other spoonfuls of hot oats. She’d have to get used to eating by herself.
She huffed in disdain. John chuckled and wrapped his strong arms around her body. He pressed a firm kiss against her cheek, then her nose, then her lips. She returned his advances immediately. Her hand gripped his neck as she pulled him closer. “Amelia…”
Amelia’s leg crept along his waist and she silently urged him to take the hint. He whispered a gentle, are you sure, against her lips, which she replied with her hips pressed against his.
John gripped the plushness of her thigh and pushed it back, slotting his body between her legs. Her breaths were heavy and quivered with desire. His large hands clenched the fabric of her nightgown, pushed it up her body, and tossed it across the room. “I love you, you know that?”
“Mhm.” Her mind couldn’t create a coherent sentence with him touching her so delicately. “I love you, too.”
The moon shone through the curtains. Amelia felt the weight of sleep finally pulling her down. Her husbands presence comforted her as his whispered declarations of love lingered in the air. Reluctantly, she stopped battling drowsiness and succumbed to its authority.
The warmth of his love wrapped around her like a blanket, and the anticipation of their morning ritual brought a bittersweet smile to her lips. She couldn’t help but savor the small moments she had left, knowing that tomorrow would be different.
Yet, within their tender embrace and exchange of affections, their love was a solidified anchor that promised a new daw filled with cups of coffee and the joy of each’ other’s company.
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needing a little more cole content around here…
obsessed with him fr <3
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You knew Cole wasn't feeling well before he even knew, the first thing you noticed was that he’s been falling asleep all over the house. The first time was on the dining room table he said he was just “resting” and scrolling threw his phone but when you came back Cole’s face was smashed up against the table. You placed the back of your hand on his forehead and could feel his was a little more warm than normal.
The second and last time was when you both were getting ready for bed and Cole was acting slow and not talking much. When you both got into bed and were laying together you could feel his skin was on fire.
“Oh my god Cole” you said sitting up in bed leaning over him “Your sweat is so much honey and you're burning up!”
“Yea I dont think im feeling too well” he laughed lightly but it was cut off with a harsh cough that he quickly covered up by leaning over.
“I'll be right back” you ran out of the room and grabbed a cold water bottle and grabbed a hand towel and began to wet it slightly and turned back to the bedroom.
When you came back you saw Cole struggling to take his hoodie off, he was groaning with frustration.
You placed the thing down on this bedside table and quickly helped him take off his hoodie. Cole groaned as he leaned up against the bed frame. You noticed the amount of sweat on Cole's chest and the way he was breathing very quickly.
“God Cole I don't think you can play tomorrow” You told sitting down on the side of the bed
“Don't say that” he laughed roughly closing his eyes leaning his head back
But you and Cole both knew he wasn't playing tomorrow with how he was doing.
“Here I brought you some water” you said, opening it up for him.
Cole opened his eyes and took some sips but his face stirred with pain as he did.
“Sore throat?” You asked but you already knew the answer
Cole just nodded as he placed the water bottle on his bedside table
“Cole honey, just try and get some rest ok?” You spoke rubbing his chest softly
Cole listened as he laid down in the bed but only with a thin sheet as a blanket.
“If you get to hot I have a wet towel here for you” you told moving his hair out of his face “Just get some sleep” you whispered kissing his forehead softly
“Goodnight, I love you” you could barely hear him say
“Goodnight Cole I love you too”
#nhl fanfiction#nhl x reader#nhl hockey#nhl imagine#cole caufield imagine#cole caulfield#cole caufield x reader#cole caufield
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hii so i have a small lil req, maybe mitch marner had a rough (home) game, and reader comforts him by playing w his hair or rubbing his back, whatever, i just need some teeth rotting fluff for me to consume. love your writing a tad too much 😔😔
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It was late at night almost midnight when you and Mitch decided to watch a movie on the couch. You were laying down with Mitch laying in between your legs and his head resting in your stomach on his side watching the tv. He’s not been himself since he got home, he had a tough game hours ago.
They played Boston and were shut out not being able to break the ice with a goal giving Boston the chance to score 5. Mitch was very hard on himself when it came to games like this, you both knew he was off his game and when you got home it was a slow quiet night.
You ran your hands through MItch’s hair softy not wanting him to get worked up again like he did in the car.
“You want something to eat?” you hummed out
There was a long silence between you both
“Mitch? Want something to eat?” you asked again
“Mmhm” was all he responded with
You slowly tried to get up from the couch but Mitch was making it hard since he was laying on top of you and didnt get off.It took a couple of seconds of maneuvering around him to get free. He followed you close behind to the kitchen in your apartment.
“We have left over shepherd's pie from last night?” you told opening the fridge
“Sure” you could hear him mumble
You could feel a ping in your chest at his tone of voice, you knew Mitch played the best he could tonight but still fell short and you knew he was going to be off all night. You grabbed the shepherd pie and put it in the microwave and turned to Mitch as it warmed up.
He was leaning up against the counter staring down at the floor clearly in deep thought.
“Honey” You started trying to catch his attention
He slowly looked up at you, his face clearly showing you that he didn't feel alright.
You walked over to him, wrapping your arms around his waist and looking up at him.
“Im sorry Mitchy, I know that was a rough game” you tried to comfort “But tomorrow you have a day off so you and I can take it slow”
He just sighed before he could speak “I just wanna go to bed”
You nodded leaning up against his chest as he wrapped his arms around you “We will go to bed after you eat ok?”
“Ok” he mumbled “Thank you” he whispered
“No need to thank me
#nhl fanfiction#nhl x reader#nhl hockey#nhl imagine#nhl angst#mitch marner fic#mitch marner imagine#mitch marner#mitch x reader
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His little “challenge accepted” is so cute to me
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hii could I request “do you know you’re pretty?” with juraj slafkovsky?
maybe reader says it to him after a game or something..? thank you so much in advance <3 <3
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You waited for Juraj in the tunnel after their game against the Bruins,they were able to push the game into overtime and bring home the win, the cherry on top was that your boyfriend was the one who scored the winning goal.
You watched the door eagerly until you saw his tall figure walk out,when he locked eyes with you and a great big smile spread across his face. He quickened his pace when he saw you, you smiled at his quicken step’s. His hair was still slightly damp, probably with sweat since he played so hard tonight, he still had the small red line across his forehead from his helmet making you slightly laugh before he dropped his bags on the rink floor in front of you and pulled you into a tight hug.
You giggled as he squeezed you tightly, when he pulled away you took the chance to give him a quick kiss.
“Did you like the game?” he ask his accent quite thick
“Of course I liked the game baby” You smiled holding the side of his head running your thumb across the red line on his forehead
You spaced out looking at your boyfriend in awe, you were so proud of him in this moment
“What” he laughed squeezing your hip to get your attention
“Do you know you're pretty?” You asked
Juraj eyebrows crossed in confusion he laughed in response as well “Sometimes” He joked
“You should know all the time” You smiled “Im very proud of you, you did so well today”
He smiled at your words trying to fight the feeling of blushing away.
“Grab one of your bags, let's go home” You said, grabbing one of his bags and he grabbed the other.
“Good I am starving!!” he groaned out
#juraj slafkovský x reader#juraj slafkovsky x reader#juraj slafkovsky comfort#juraj slafkovský fluff#juraj slafkovsky#juraj slafkovsky fanfic#nhl fanfiction#nhl imagine#nhl x reader
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Flyers - Jamie Drysdale
I love him so much and I wish him all the success in the world
I’m also trying not to hate cutter gauthier
I hope you enjoy, I like this one
Request and talk to me, pls and thx
It’s late in the evening when the shrill ring of your phone cuts through the silence of your bedroom. You glance at the screen and see your boyfriend calling. It’s not a FaceTime, and it’s always a FaceTime, so you’re confused, and your heart skips a beat as you answer him.
“Hello?”
It’s silent on the other end, but you can hear him lightly breathing and shuffling around.
“Jame?”
Before he even utters a word, you feel a subtle shift in the atmosphere. There is a reason he didn’t FaceTime, and there is a reason his usual warmth and cheer is replaced by a heavy silence. As the seconds tick by, you can sense his hesitation, and an unsettling sense unfolds in your stomach.
You hear him take a shaky inhale, hold it for a second, and then he breathes out.
“They traded me.”
His voice is raw, and it trembles with unusual vulnerability. In a single second, your heart shatters into a million pieces. Before you can even fully comprehend what he said, tears are pooling in your eyes, and your hand is clasping at your mouth.
“They what?” You ask.
“They just told me. I’m going to the flyers. They want me there tomorrow.”
Finally, the news settles in. Your boyfriend was traded. Jamie was fucking traded.
A million thoughts rush through your head. Jamie has to move. He has to leave Trevor. He has to pack up his entire life in a single night and fly across the country.
Silent tears are streaming down your face, and you realize you’ve stayed quiet for way too long. You also know you need to get a fucking grip. This isn’t about you, and you need to get your shit together because he needs you right now.
So, you take a deep breath and calm the fuck down.
“Are you okay?”
You hear him shuffling around again, probably packing up all his things. He doesn’t say anything for a minute, and you patiently wait until he’s ready.
“I don’t know. It hasn’t really set in yet. Doesn’t feel real.”
A sharp pain thumps through your chest at his words. He continues.
“I’m trying not to feel anything, honestly. I’m trying not to think about everything I have here.” His voice breaks. “But it’s been my home, and I don’t want to leave.”
You finally hear him break, and you would pay any sum of money to be able to teleport to him now. It wrecks you that you can’t be there to hold him during this time. You can’t begin to imagine what he’s feeling. You know he’s thinking about everything that Anaheim has given him. You know he’s
recounting the countless memories made on and off the ice, the shared victories and losses, and the deep bonds formed with teammates.
“Jamie.” You start, then stop.
“Yeah?” He asks softly.
“This absolutely sucks, and I’m so so sorry.” You pause. “The ducks are the biggest idiots in the world, and they don’t deserve you.“
Jamie's breath catches on the other end; it’s a mixture of a chuckle and a sob escaping him. You smile a bit because your words seem to reach through the distance, a small lifeline in the whirlwind of emotions he’s currently facing. He takes a moment before responding.
“Thanks, babe. It means a lot to hear that right now.” He sighs again. “I just never expected this, you know? Everything’s changing so fast. I love it here, and it kills me that I won't be part of it anymore.”
You nod, even though he can't see it. It’s as if the very fabric of his life is unraveling, and you wish you could weave it back together. But all you can do is sit here and listen to him and try your best to be his anchor in the storm of uncertainty.
“I wish I were there with you, help you pack, give you a hug,” you say miserably.
“Me too. he admits, another sad sigh escaping him.
You sit there again for a couple of minutes, listening to him pack and offering your presence. You finally hear him close to the phone again, and he breaks the silence.
“I'm scared (Y/N). It’s a whole new team. I don't want to let anyone down, especially you,” he confesses.
You want to punch him. He knows better. Not once, ever, has Jamie let you down, and you sure as hell know that he never will.
“That's enough of that, Jame, you could never let me down. Nerves are normal, but I also know the player you are. You’ve got this, and I’ve got your back. Always.”
He lets out a quiet okay and quickly hangs up the phone. You’re confused for a brief moment before his FaceTime pops up. You answer in a heartbeat, and a wide smile takes over your features as you finally get to look at your boyfriend.
He looks tired, and his eyes are a bit red, but he has a soft smile, and you know that everything is going to be okay.
For the next couple of minutes, you talk it out. You discuss the logistics, the challenges that lie ahead, and the uncertainty of the future. You do your best to hype him up, and as the logistics conversation draws to a close, a somber calm settles over the two of you. You can finally sense a shift in his tone, a quiet acceptance mingled with some determination.
“We are gonna figure this out, won't we?” Jamie asks a trace of hope in his voice.
“Yes. Besides, I like the flyers. Way better than those losers in Anaheim,” you assure him.
Jamie chuckles a bit, and then a hilarious thought crosses your mind.
“Oh my god.” Panic laces your voice, and Jamie furrows his eyebrows.
“What?”
You start laughing, suddenly very happy.
“You’re gonna be with Gritty!”
You can’t help but roll over with laughter, knowing your shy-as-hell boyfriend is going to be on the team with the most infamous and chaotic mascot ever. You can’t even begin to explain how giddy this makes you, and Jamie lets out a small groan but begins laughing with you anyway.
After you settle down, wiping the new happy tears away, you smile a wide smile at him again.
“You know, I’m still on break. Maybe I should come down and be there for your first game?”
Just like that, your boyfriend is back, and the smile you’re so in love with takes over his features.
“Really?”
“Absolutely. I can think of no better way to end my break than being with you.“ You beam at him. “Besides, I have to scope out the team. Let em know that they have a new hotshot player who has the hottest girlfriend ever.
He barks out another laugh at you, but you know he agrees one hundred percent with your statement.
“God, I love you,” he says, the words carrying the weight of the world.
“I love you too,” you respond, “This is honestly exciting, Jame. You have great things coming. I can feel it.”
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i can’t even describe the immense i pain i had while watching this bc THIS WILL NEVER BE MEEEEEEE
i feel like this man is hexing me because every waking moment i’m just thinking about him ??????
LEAVE ME ALONE 😭
THE LITTLE KISS HE DOES AT THE END??? WHAT THE FUCK
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You wouldn't believe where you were as of right now. Your boyfriend had you bent over the sink in some random bathroom at a frat party.Your head was hanging low , your hair was a mess. Luke ran his hand down the arch of your back, then coming to slap your ass making you jolt forward.
“God fucking look at you” He spoke “Your so fucking wet”
You covered your mouth trying to hide your moans from the rest of the party in fear of getting caught with your boyfriend balls deep into a dirty bathroom.
“No come on baby let them hear you” He said, removing your hand from your mouth just in time for a loud moan to leave your lips.
“Yeah that's it baby”
“Luke” you whined looking at him thru the mirror
“Fuck y/n your amazing” He teased slowing his pace telling you he wasn't close to done
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You walked into your shared bedroom finding your boyfriend laying sprawled on your bed. You laughed walking to your side of the bed. You shoved him over earning a groan from him.
“God Your taking up the whole bed” you laughed
But as soon as you laid down Arber was on you his face was already stuffed into your neck and his arms wrapped around you and you copied.
You placed your hand on the back of his neck running your nails across softly
“you going to bed?” You softly asked
“Mmhm” He responded
You smiled when you felt his breathing against your neck
“Goodnight honey” you said kissing the side of his head
“Goodnight” He spoke kissing you on the neck before he was knocked out
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You always attended all of Andrei’s games no matter the circumstances but now since you were heavily pregnant Andrei didn't like you coming to his games in fear that there would be a fan that would take things too far and he didn't want to risk your safety and now the baby’s.
“Andrie I'll be fine” You say, squeezing his arm as he walked you to your seat witch was right in the first row right beside the canucks bench
“Mhmh” You heard him mumble in response, you laughed at this stubbornness as you found your seat. You helped your hands and helped you sit down in your seat.
“If anything happens, you tell me” He told you standing in front of you
“I know Andrie You've told me” You couldn't help[ but laugh at his seriousness
“I'm being serious” He responded “The bench is right there so if you need anything,Anything You tell whoever is on the other side of that glass”
“Yes sir” You joked smiling at your stern husband
“Y/n”
You signed “Yes I know, if i need anything I will knock on the glass”
You watched as your husband finally took a breath of relief “even if you need water or food, we will get someone to get you something”
You shook your head in response “No no honey that's too much I can get it”
“No I don't want you walking up all those stair” he shook his head “Just enjoy the game ok,when i'm on the ice i'm gonna be thinking about you so I need to know your ok”
“Ok” You mumbled
Andrei sighed before he knelt down in front of you resting his hand on your thighs.
“I know I've been overbearing and keeping you closer than normal, but I worry about you ok? And your just to stubborn” You both laughed at the last thing he said
“If anything happens I'll tell you” You said squeezing his hand
“Ok I gotta go get ready for warm ups” He told as he stood up “I'll see you out there, Love you”
He kissed you on the forehead as you reasoned back “I love you too”
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You and Arber have just been having casual sex for a while now. But for you it turned into something else. You started wanting him to stay after, you wanted to tell him your problems but what if he didn’t feel the same?
“Aber” you whines out throwing your head back against the pillows
He leaned down and left open mouth kisses all over your neck. Your hair was a mess all over the pillows, your lips were swollen with how Aber had kissed them.
But still he thought you gorgeous. His hands squeezed your body harshly. Arbers thrusts where slow but he snapped his hips at the end making you moan
“God fuck, Y/n” he groaned he could feel him getting closer and closer.
You pulled him closer to you as you came, you tried your best to keep quiet but couldn’t hold it in
You moaned load my as you felt him quickin his pace trying to follow him. You prayed that he’d stay with you but It was just like any other time. He laid on top of you catching his breath before he got up.
You got cosy under the blankets trying to bring sometime of warmth since he got up And you just watched him put in his boxers.
“Arber?” You whispered out
He turned to you as he grabbed his shirt but before he could you spoke.
“Can you stay?” You whispered “please”
He paused for a second before a big smile broke out on his face.
“Yea…yea fucking of course” he smiles running his hand threw his hair as he got into bed with you
He quickly pulled you into him. He rested your head in his chest and wrapped your arms around him and he ran his fingers down your arm calmy
He stayed
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