freya!

hockey writer always accepting requests!

[freysleafs]

Welcome to my blog!

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Here I post fics and stuff I’ve write just for fun, which is all posted under #freyawrites !

I write mainly for hockey, including various players (basically anyone who gives me good vibes lol), but my main team is Toronto!

My asks are always open to requests, suggestions, and anything you inquire (just please be considerate with requests)! #freyasasks

Thank you-

Freya 💌

[5-jorjas-in-the-fence]

Happy pride month to those who are scared

Happy pride month to those who are proud

Happy pride month to those who are out

Happy pride month to those who are closeted

Happy pride month if you’re trying to figure yourself out

Happy pride month if you’ve known for years

Happy pride month to those who it’s their first

Happy pride month to those who have celebrated for years

Happy pride month to those who are afraid to celebrate

Happy pride month to those who will scream it from the rooftops

Happy pride month to you.

[majolie13]

FUCKKKKKKKKKKKkK

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celly oat

[freysleafs]

Hi! Would you consider writing for Kirill Kaprizov?

yep! send them my way 🫡

[freysleafs]

hi! this isn’t a request, but I just wanted to say how much you make my days with your writing and if one day you decided not to do this thing anymore, I’d miss it. I hope you know how much people love your works, and I just wanted to say to say keep going! I might not know you in person, but I certainly appreciate you through a screen.

stay awesome, and keep being the person you are.

you are more then enough, and deserve so much more kindness then what weird people give you. 🤍

holy freaking crap this is the sweetest thing ever oh my god 😭😭 This made my day!!! I love doing this because i see how the writing connects to people and I love seeing the impact it makes- people like you make it all the worthwhile!

If you ever need anything just let me know! Have an awesome day please 🥹

xx freya

[milesuntildawn]

[freysleafs]

Request: quinn hughes imagine about quinn and reader being in a secret relationship and is video chatting with his family on his laptop early in the morning, telling reader to stay out of sight while she is half asleep. while he is video chatting, reader goes to the bathroom and then accidentally walks in front of the camera behind quinn while heading to the kitchen, very sleeply and yawning, not knowing that his camera is facing the hall and his family is like "quinn, who is that?" "is that a girl?" and quinn turns red and tries to brush it off, but he knows he has been caught

on camera

quinn hughes x reader

You and Quinn had been dating for a couple months now, after he spilled his coffee on you at a shop in St. Paul and pleaded to let him make it up to you. The accident breed opportunity, launching you two into a perfectly happy relationship. The only interruption ? You were sworn to secrecy. After a couple rocky relationships and Quinn seeing how insanely weird some partners of players were treated, you both mutually agreed to keep the relationship under wraps - at least until it was serious enough that you couldn’t possibly hide it anymore.

Days blended when you were together; filled with lazy mornings, late nights, and hushed visits that thrilled you. You spent most days in his apartment, especially weekends. One Saturday, he had begged you to sleep over after movie night.

You woke to Quinn stirring beside you, his arm shifting as he subconsciously rubbed a hand over your waist. The morning sunlight peaked through his blinds, causing you to turn away from the window and nuzzle into his body. He smiled into your hair as you curled into his neck, sleepy breaths against the warm skin.

“I’m staying here forever,” you mumbled as you drifted to and from sleep, trying your hardest to stay awake.

Quinn let out a soft yawn and spoke with a smile. “You know, I was thinking-“

He didn’t finish his thought because a buzz came from his laptop, which was closed on his bedside table. He ignored it, but the buzz was continuous- a call notification.

Ever since Quinn got traded to Minnesota, his family had taken to calling him more often. His brothers tended to make quick voice calls just to check up on him, but his parents loved to open up their family computer and video call- especially with Luke and/or Jack present.

“Crap,” he mumbled as he stretched away from you to open the laptop. “I forgot I told my parents we could call.”

“Quinn,” you groaned, rubbing your tired eyes.

“Give me a couple of minutes, babe," he whispered, voice low and heavy as it was still masked in sleep. "Go back to sleep for a bit."

You nodded along as he stood to answer the call. He walked as he greeted his family, finally settling by a desk he had in the corner of the room, where you were out of the frame.

His brothers made jokes and called Quinn a workaholic for staying behind during the summer break, in reality, he stayed in Minnesota to spend more time with you. Naturally, he lied saying he had some partnerships and promo he had to sort through for the first couple of weeks. Considering it was not out of the ordinary in the slightest for Quinn to be attached to work, neither his brothers nor parents saw anything wrong with the excuse.

After a couple of minutes of Luke and Jack recounting their adventures in New Jersey, his mom quieted them down and begun her usual questions.

"Are you eating well?"

"Yes, like always, mom."

"Don't be on the ice all the time, Quinn. You need to rest."

"I haven't skated since Wednesday."

"Oh, and," she smiled a smile that Quinn already resented before she could even speak. "When are you going to bring us your nice girlfriend?"

Quinn's heart stopped. You were literally cuddled up into his sheets a couple feet beside him.

"What?" he laughed nervously, sparking loud laughs and jokes from his brothers.

"Let him be," his dad chided with a chuckle. "Quinn's got a lot to deal with. He doesn't have to worry about finding a girlfriend."

"Well it doesn't worry some of us that much," Jack laughed and poked at Luke. "When are we seeing your girl, Lukey?"

Quinn rolled his eyes at his brothers' jokes, which earned scoldings and smacks on the arms from their mom. He let out a sigh of relief as he glanced to his bed, seeing you stirring slightly now that it had been a bit of time on the call. Your back was to him, but he could see a sliver of skin that poked out from your slightly lifted sleep shirt.

He continued along with the facade, shallowly answering his family's questions and occasionally yawning in hopes that they would get the hint. Of course, they didn't get the hint. Jack pressed Quinn persistently to come out to the lake house a couple days early because Luke was too scared to go see a new horror movie with him. In response, Luke began poking at Jack and calling him names that their mom had to silence again.

After a couple of muffled shuffles on the bed, Quinn could see you out of the corner of his eye moving to the edge of the bed. You stretched before stumbling out of the bed, feet padding into his bathroom with such tenderness that he wanted to slam his laptop closed and tackle you with a hug. God, if he could only get off this call. He was so selfish, but he adored you too much for his own good- he really didn't care if it affected his relationships with others.

While you were in the bathroom, he spoke with his parents about his plans for the day, hoping the seemingly busy day would be the best way to hint that he needed to leave. Unfortunately, he had previously spent almost an hour on call with them, never really being the one to initiate hanging up- doing any different now would raise suspicions.

His laptop buzzed with a low battery notification, so he moved to rest on his now empty bed and rummaged through his bedside table drawer for a charger. He told his family to bear with him for a second and kept listening to their rambles while he ducked out of view of the camera. He rested the laptop on his pillow, which now showed his family a blank wall.

For the life of him, he couldn't find the damn charger. The stupid thing was probably still in his suitcase from the last roadie. He groaned loudly in exasperation. As he closed his drawer, he heard you slowly open the door beside him. Seeing as he was out of the frame, he flashed you a soft smile, watching as you slide out of the bathroom and had shrugged on one of his favorite shirts already.

"Oh my god!" Jack's voice suddenly interrupted his mom's rant. Commotion hailed from the computer with multiple gasps and "What the fuck"s.

Your eyes shot over the bed and caught on the laptop, which had slide off the pillow and was showing a clear view of the bathroom door. You squeaked and jumped out of the frame, stumbling so fast that Quinn stood and called your name.

"Quinn!" his mom gasped, reverting both yours and Quinn's eyes toward the video call that was portraying his family rampaging in shock at Quinn's mystery girl.

"Shit," Quinn groaned as he rubbed his eyes in exasperation.

"It's okay," you laughed softly, hearing his brothers hooting in the background. "I'm fine with them knowing."

His eyes bore into yours for a minute, with lips pressed into an uneasy line. "You sure? We don't have to."

You shrugged and smiled, trying to ease your boyfriend as you kissed his cheek. "Fuck it, C'mon."

He stood with a hand on the small of your back, raising his other hand to motion at his family to settle down.

"Okay, okay, shush," Quinn mumbled, now having to meet his families eyes. "I guess the cat's out of the bag now."

While they had been silent, Luke muffled a giggle at Quinn's comment. "Who the fuck actually says that?" he snickered to Jack.

"This is my girlfriend, y/n." he turned to you with a smile, earning a wave and a small "hello" from you.

The family exploded into cheers and curious inquiries, rejoicing like Quinn was expected to never find anyone. The excessive cheers made you giggle to yourself, while Quinn rolled his eyes at the extremities.

"Aw!" his mom gushed, waving back at you. "You're just so sweet!"

You thanked her and buried yourself into Quinn's side sheepishly, both of you somewhat sighing in relief.

Quinn was about to say something else when he zeroed in on his brothers, who were rummaging behind his parents, seemingly looking at each other's hands.

"What the-" Quinn stepped closer as he saw a flash of green. "Were you two betting on us?"

Jack and Luke stopped in their tracks, while your parents moved to open up to them. Luke's fingers were still intertwined in the folds of the twenty dollar bill he was slipping into Jack's hand.

"We didn't bet on you two," Jack said as a matter of factly. "We bet on just you."

"Yeah, I bet twenty bucks that mom was going to have to set you up with a girl so that you'd finally go out with someone," Luke mumbled. "Thanks a lot, man."

[cherxwine]

I have a mom so idrk what my problem is

[freysleafs]

glued to your side

quinn hughes x reader

In your eyes, Quinn’s not overly possessive or anything with you, he’s just really really protective. He sticks to your side at most times, especially at charity events and parties he always has a hand by you. Sometimes, you’d even have to push him away softly to try and get him to interact with everyone else.

One night, you two were rummaging through the aisles of the gas station closest to your place in search of a specific bag of chips you were craving. You strayed away from Quinn and left him struggling to open a freezer door while you searched. A taller man was leaning on the rack when he noticed you, his eyes blinking twice as he neared closer.

“Wow,” the man stared at you for a second. “Didn’t know we had girls this gorgeous in the city.”

You avoided his eyes and just shook your head as you said, “No thanks.”

His eyes were unsettling.

“Girl, just-“

“Quinn,” you cut him off with a drawled call for help.

There was a rustle behind you and Quinn appeared in record time, catching your shoulders as you dipped out of the aisle.

“Oh,” the guy took a step back with hands up in surrender. “My bad.”

“Your bad,” Quinn replied, eyes stoic and mouth pressed into a thin line.

He did things like that regularly. Especially after one time when he left you at a bar to go to the restroom and he came back to a guy who wouldn’t leave you alone, he opted to just be glued to your side. Even his teammates got the memo, funnily enough.

After an early sunday game, the team and their partners piled into a bar, squished together in a couple of booths and tables by the bar. Quinn, naturally, sat at your side, with a hand resting on your thigh and his body pressed up against you considering he was being squished by Kirill on the other.

You guys fell into a series of loud jokes and vivacious conversations that riled up the group for the next hour, leaving your ribs aching with laughter. Already on round 3, Brock tripped over on his own feet and spilled his beer all over his front, leaving the group laughing.

“Shit!” Brock groaned and slid his emptied beer bottle onto the table in front of you. “Quinn, man, come with me to get a shirt from my car.”

Quinn shook his head with a chuckle and turned to you before following Brock.

“You’re alright if I go?” He asked with his big brown eyes wide.

You rolled your eyes lightly and pushed your boyfriend’s arm, nudging him closer to Brock.

“You know I’ll be alright,” you patted him. “Go.”

He nodded and assured you he wouldn’t be long, then scooted past Kirill and ran after his fellow defenseman. You stayed chatting with some of the other girlfriends when their partners got up to hang by the bar. A couple minutes passed before a man, blonde and cocky with a toothy white smile, started edging into your space.

By the time he was across the bar and at your side, you scooted away, raising a brow at the strange approach.

“Hey, baby,” he started, not giving a damn about how you were already telling him no. “C’mon-“

He was cut off by a large hand on his shoulder, pulling him back to meet Kirill’s thick frame.

“She doesn’t want to talk with you,” Kirill said firmly, pointing over the man’s shoulder. “Go away.”

The man cursed under his breath but retreated with a grumble, obviously not in the mood to pick a fight with the forward currently squared up in front of him.

You pulled Kirill over to you by the edge of his t-shirt and pressed a smile against your lips.

“You didn’t have to do that, but thank you,” you smiled, patting his shoulder.

The man just shrugged like it was nothing. Because, at this point, it was nothing. These people knew how to take care of you- something that Quinn cherished about the group.

[falsejulia]

Will Smith Baseball universe where The White Sox know joy (and Mack is still a hockey player bc I can’t see him doing anything else I’m so not sorry)

3rd time i’m drawing wsh bc his face was made to be painted with oil and mack’s to be made into majestic sculptures. is this making sense?

[freysleafs]

when requesting, are there any players you will not write for? i always have ideas but i dont want to throw player ideas at you and have you hate them lol!!

Hii! When it comes to requests I refrain from writing anything with the Tkachuk brothers, patrick kane, most vegas knights (aside from Mitch Marner), Matt Boldy, Tage Thompson, Ovechkin, Luke hughes, Cale Makar, and of course anyone associated with the Team Canada sa trial like Hart.

I know this may seem like an odd array but honestly they’re just either players who are in heavy controversy or that i’m simply not fond of enough to write for. This list is who i can think of off the top of my head rn

Generally speaking, I write for most the popular players and/or any toronto maple leafs! I’m also open to any broad requests and i’ll try my best to make it into a piece!

Thank you for asking!!! Pls send them my way <3

[hat-trick-honey]

Something about this just speaks to me, alright?

[freysleafs]

someone send in a request about anyone plzzzz

[freysleafs]

random nhl players x reader thoughts!

( jospeh woll, tyler seguin, mitch marner, macklin celebrini, nico hischier, william nylander, quinn hughes)

joseph woll

there’s nothing he loves more in this world than you, except for maybe his cardigans

like there’s a collection of super soft sweaters and cardigans and such just tucked into his closet that you love to steal

he loves sharing his clothes with you though

his favorite thing ever is to come home to you in bundled up in his soft sweaters in the frigid toronto winter

tyler seguin

your parents hated him, not because he’s ever actually done anything wrong or rude but he just looks like a problem

like he just has that face that makes him look like he’s going to do something crazy at any moment

genuinely the face of the kind of man your mom warned you about

you two met at a bar where he came up to you and flashed that bright toothy smile while saying “Do I know you?”, when both of you obviously knew he didn’t

it cringed you out so much that you undeniably blushed a shade of vivid red, but he still slipped into the seat beside you with no invite and well he never left

he’s debunked your parents worries almost immediately because he treats you so well

gets you flowers for any little occasion, sometimes without reason

mitch marner

mitch loves stealing songs to listen to from you

he will hear your playlist in the car one day and a week later his own playlist is just comprised of songs from yours

and he refuses to admit it too like you’ll call him out and he’ll straight up lie that he discovered it on his own

which you’re fine with because his music taste sucks sometimes

he’s also one of those people who thinks he can cook

he can’t cook…

one year, on your anniversary, he decided he was going to surprise you with a dinner and he made your steak so rare that you couldn’t eat it

then when he tried to cook it for longer so you wouldn’t get food poisoning he practically charred it black

will give your pets food from the table and act like he can’t hear you when you tell him not to because they’ll get sick

macklin celebrini

turns a little red when he kisses you and flushes even harder when you mention it

and doesn’t matter how long you’ve been together, his cheeks will still flush red when you get close to him in any degree

will let you choose what he wears, especially for dates or special occasions

it gets to the point where he will drag you into his closet before a roadtrip so you can pick out entire outfits for him to wear

nico hischier

still wears suits to every walk in because he knows how much you like them

when he’s on a roadie, he will call you before heading out for the game so he can show you the suit before everyone else sees it

will stare at you when you say something he doesn’t get… which is often

you’ll make random references that he has absolutely no clue about and he will just stare at you with his big brown eyes wide and his dark brows furrowed in confusion

brings you up in every conversation even if you’re not there

the conversation could have nothing to do with you and he’d find a way to connect it to you somehow

william nylander

if you want to pay for something with your own money you will have to race him to the cashier

he got stuck in the crowd behind you at a store once so he threatened to shout out his credit card number if you didn’t wait for him to make it to the counter to pay

this also translates to his love for buying you things without asking

you’ll come home to random little gifts- jewelry, perfumes, clothes, etc.

clingy as hell

in a good way of course, but also in a won’t let you sleep without having a hand on you way

doesn’t matter what position you’re sleeping in, he will always have an limb rested on you somehow

you’ve woken up in the middle of the night to him subconsciously pulling you closer and you just have to accept it and go back to sleep as he nuzzles into you

quinn hughes

has such a staring problem

maybe he’s zoned out or maybe it’s on purpose, but you will look up at him just to find his brown eyes set on you and barely blinking

when you call him out, he just shrugs and tries to act nonchalant about it

is very private when it comes to your relationship, mainly because he doesn’t want to share…

like one time a player came up to him saying he knew you because you two went to the same school and Quinn rolled his eyes so violently that his own teammate called him out

freaks out and panics when it’s time to buy you something because he gets worried about you not liking it

you made the mistake of asking him for a set of earrings for your birthday and he got you 4 different styles, each in silver and gold because he was scared you’d switch your metal preference

same thing happens when he gets you flowers

once came home with 3 different bouquets and a potted plant because he couldn’t decide

[freysleafs]

hi hello one of my fave nhl authors, how are you todayyy ? hope ur day is going great n dont forget to hydrate as well ^^

omggg i’m so happy im one of ur favs!! never thought that could happen lol. my day’s going alright really! I’ve run a couple of errands and i’m finishing up some drafts so stay tuned !

xx freya <3

[cheekysmitty]

I MISS MY FAMILY

@/joyshark8 on tt