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just a bunch of bad nhl imagines // read at your own risk // hell yeah, requests are open

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Imagine: Connor McDavid wears a seatbelt while he walks.

That’s it.

That’s the entire thought.

safety comes first

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This is like the sixth imagine I’ve given you I’m just full of great ideas:

You come out of your surgery. You ask the doctor where your boyfriend, Travis Konecny, is. “Who do you think gave you the innie?” Your doctor says. You are forever going to be grateful for Travis’ belly button.

now travis and gritty have matching belly buttons

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You are sitting at the bar drinking with your friends. Your phone buzzes from your pocket. You pull it out to see that your boyfriend, Erik Johnson, had texted you. You glance up at him from across the bar to see that he’s absolutely floundered. You slide open the text message.

“Hey babe, are you wearing a thong? I’m wearing my cheeta leopard zebra one ;)”

You look back at him to see him hiking it up above his pants like Shania Twain in the early 2000’s.

He’s sloshed.

plot twist: y/n is the one who’s drunk and is imagining the whole thing

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found this in the mailbox

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You walk home to your boyfriend Nathan MacKinnon strip teasing himself “Nathan stop you’re so sexy” he says with a lisp. You stand and watch with your mouth open. “You got this,” he says. What does he have? “What are you doin-“ you start to ask, but he shushes you his finger. “This isn’t for you baby”

y/n’s the third wheel...again

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Imagine: Nathan MacKinnon is your indoor boyfriend and Matthew Tkachuk is your outdoor boyfriend

who’s the in-the-car boyfriend

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i feel like you’re just an old retired hall of famer who hates how the young kids play these days so you just hate on them in hopes to make other people hate them too

imagine: you are an old retired hall of famer who hates how the young kids play these days so you just hate on them in hopes to make other people hate them too

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I hope you know I’m fucking crying right now IT MUST BE HARD TO BE THE FUNNIEST PERSON ALIVE GOD DAMN

it’s a hard job, but it needs to get done 💁‍♀️

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Imagine...

“i gonna be gone all weekend for a road trip. just call me when you miss me ok?” you tell auston matthews. “ok,” he says back. your phone doesn’t ring all the weekend.

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“i would so kill you right now if i could,” says elias pettersson. “what?” you said. “huh?” “what did you just say?” you ask. “uh, i meant, i would so kiss you right now if i could,” he says.

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Imagine...

quinn hughes being your teacher. “mr. hughes,” you say, “i don’t understand.” “yeah me neither,” says quinn.

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Imagine...

you are on a date with connor mcdavid. he shoots a puck at you and you pass out.

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Imagine...

when matthew tkachuk sees you laying on the ground asking someone to call 911 but he remembers you are an oilers fan 

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you come home late from hanging out with your friends that are boys. matthew tkachuk says, “where have you been, y/n?” “out,” you say. matthew then slams you up against the wall knocking you out. he says, “now you’re really out.”

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Imagine...

you see the toronto maple leafs tour bus and you run toward it but they run over you and you die. and when they bury you they dance on your grave.

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Imagine...

mat barzal tries to hold in his laughter when he sees you trip and break your neck.

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you are a chicken and jonathan toews is holding you.

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