youruser: hiking with pickles <3 (featuring jack ig)
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trevorzegras: the way buddy’s CHOWING on his foot is crazy
_quinnhughes: you managed to convince jack to go outside?? on a hike?? in the sun?? in the outdoors??
jackhughes: why r u such a hater
trevorzegras: no. 1 opp fr
userone: PICKLES (Y/L/N)!!
jackhughes: despite nearly dying on this hike, i actually enjoyed myself. thanks for taking me out ig babe
usertwo: the most monotoned comment i have ever read
youruser: “thanks for taking me out ig babe” boy, do you want to rephrase that comment?
lhughes_06: ooohh, rowdy’s in trouble!
jackhughes: thank you so much for taking me out on a hike babe! i enjoyed spending time with you 💗
youruser: of course bb!! 🤭
trevorzegras: jackhughes WHIPPED 🫵🏻
lhughes_06: remember when he didn’t even want the cat & complained nonstop about him & all the fur he left behind?? no?? just me??
userthree: not luke calling out jack lmao
usertwo: but pickles is so cute!! how could he NOT like the cat 😭
userfour: pickles being an outdoor cat just makes sense to me. like, he just gives off those vibes
nicohischier: jack wouldn’t go near pickles for MONTHS after (y/n) got him
tmeier96: wouldn’t touch him with a ten foot pole at first
pally_18: but when (y/n) had to rush him to the vet for an emergency, you bet he cut practice early & left luke stranded at prudential while he rushed to the vet
jackhughes: opps. all of you.
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jackhughes: for all of you who doubted my tolerability of pickles
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youruser: the last pic of him as a kitten just brought tears to my eyes, they grow up so fast 😭
lhughes_06: you sure he tolerates you? you get more scars & bruises from the cat than you do on the ice
userone: 😳
nicohischier: jack hughes, cat dad & professional hockey player
usertwo: i like how he put cat dad before the fact that he’s a professional athlete 🤣
elhughes: see, i told you you’d come around!
userthree: jack’s just being exposed in everyone’s comment sections 😭
jackhughes: mommm
yourbestie: don’t be fooled. it took pickles & jack MONTHS to actually like each other enough to sit in the same room together
dawson1417: just a reminder, i am free to cat sit WHENEVER needed 😊
yoursibling: the cutest cat ever!! 🫶🏼
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youruser: jack totally loves the cat. don’t let him tell you otherwise
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userone: i knew there was no way that jack didn’t cuddle pickles. he’s too cute not too
usertwo: we love the character development
trevorzegras: told you he just needed to accept his role as cat dad
userthree: there’s no way 😭
_quinnhughes: pickles looks pissed that jack’s holding him in the first pic lmao
lhughes_06: he looks more concerned that its jack holding him rather than (y/n) lol
userfour: poor jack catching heat left & right 😂
njdevils: jack hughes, the best cat dad there is
jackhughes: mister pickles is a decent cat, i suppose
youruser: oh, please. you literally cried yesterday because he hissed at you for the first time in weeks while you were trimming his nails
jackhughes: it was RUDE
trevorzegras: dude, he’s a CAT
jackhughes: he shouldn’t treat his father like that 😞
I’ve been thinking about eky after his injury,especially after it was announced he can’t play in worlds anymore, and Oskar and mamma just trying to cheer him up!
(apologies for this being so late 😭 forgot i had this sitting in my requests. i hope you enjoy 💗 im not too sure if christian & victor attended that specific game so pls ignore their mentions if they didn’t. i also can’t exactly remember if he had surgery when he first got his injury or if it happened a little after to check it out)
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pairing(s): fem!reader x dad!william eklund x son!oc, eklund family x fem!reader
genre: fluff, hints of the tiniest angst
summary: after the unfortunate accident william experiences during his exhibition game, reader and the rest of his family visit him the hospital in hopes of making him feel better. (NOT PROOFREAD!)
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You and Oskar had been in the stands when it happened.
The two of you weren’t up against the glass like usual so neither of you were able to see what actually happened. Only that William had gotten injured and was quickly escorted off the ice with half of the medical team behind him.
When it was announced that he had taken a skate to the wrist, your heart dropped to your ass and through the floor. You knew how dangerous an injury to the wrist could be.
Oskar hadn’t been made aware of the severity of the injury and only knew that his Pappa needed to go to the hospital and get checked by the doctors.
“Pappa’s okay, right Mamma?” Oskar mumbled, face buried in the crook of your neck as the two of you sat in the family waiting room. William had already been admitted into surgery to check if it hit any nerves and stitch him up.
It had been too quiet for multiple minutes until your son spoke up, Christian and Victor looking towards the little boy.
“Yeah. Of course, Ossie Bear,” you replied, pushing back some of his curls as he pulled his face away from your neck.
Some of the media personnel had called you shortly after the game to inform you that they had taken William to the hospital and that there was no blood on the ice, so he was most likely going to be alright.
“They just need to make sure everything works,” Victor added on.
Oskar only hummed at his uncles response as he placed his head on your shoulder, his soft hair tickling your neck.
More minutes passed until a doctor walks into the waiting room calling out Eklund.
You scrambled up from your seat a little too fast, your son tightening his grip on your neck as you stood up.
The doctor informed all of you that everything looked good and William was lucky the skate blade didn’t hit anything major. And that he most likely won’t be able to continue playing in worlds.
“He’s in the last room at the end of the hall to the left,” she added, smiling softly at the handful of you before excusing herself.
The entire room let out a breath of relief, beginning to make their way towards the room they were holding William in.
“Hey,” Christian whispered out into the dimly lit room, the sight of his son on the hospital bed groggy from the pain meds and anesthesia. “How ‘ya feeling, kid?”
William goofily smiles at the lot of you as you all enter, mumbling something incoherent before gently reaching out for Oskar and you.
“Hi, Pappa,” Oskar whispered, copying his grandfathers prior actions in being soft spoken. “Mamma and I got you something to not make you sad anymore.”
Albeit the drugs running its course through his system, William managed to sit up a little as he brought Oskar closer to his side, both parties weary of his injured hand. His eyes lit up at his son’s comment though, smile getting even wider, displaying his teeth.
“Yeah? What’d you get me, mitt hjärta?” He asked, voice slightly raspy.
Oskar looked towards you and the bag on your shoulder, reaching out for the gift hazardously stuffed into your purse.
“Ossie picked it out,” you spoke. “Thought it would make you feel better about everything.”
A white, fluffy duck was presented to the hockey player. Within the stuffed animals arms was a small duckling.
“Oh, bear,” William proclaimed, taking the gift in his uninjured hand and settling it in his lap. Eyes wide in appreciation and awe.
“It’s me and you, Pappa!” Oskar exclaimed, disregarding the soft noise level that had been established earlier. “I’m the little one and you’re the big one!”
“He told me it reminded him of the two of you,” you added, gently patting down your son’s curls.
The entire room silently awed and cooed as William and his son experienced a heart felt moment.
“Thank you, Ossie,” William croaked out, truly thankful for his son’s thoughtfulness. “Best gift I’ve ever received.”
Oskar’s eyes lit up at that, giggle a little as he gently laid himself against his Fathers chest and hugged him.
William held his son and the stuffed duck against his chest with his non injured hand, softly kissing Oskar’s head.
And as he held Oskar and the rest of his family mumbled to him and amongst themselves, William turned his eyes towards you, displaying the disappointment and sadness he truly felt but was hesitant to express in front of others.
You gave your husband a reassuring look that told him everything was going to be okay, both of your hands delicately grasping one of his biceps as you leaned over and placed a fleeting kiss onto William’s forehead.
You knew it might be a frustrating healing journey for William. But you also knew that his determination and stubbornness was stronger. And as long as he had you, Oskar, and the rest of his family, you knew he’d be alright.
summary: in which reader takes a pregnancy test and it’s positive.
genre: fluff
warning(s): happy tears, mentions of throwing up + periods + birth control
word count: my habit of writing my works in tumblr and not on a google doc has become worse, so ~400+
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You threw up. Again.
It was the third time this morning, the bathroom floor now becoming practically a second home to you as you barely left the room all morning.
“What’s wrong, Mamma?” Oskar asked, his tiny hand grasping your hair in a ponytail as you still leaned over the toilet seat while the other rubbed your back comfortingly.
You only groaned in response, reaching out to flush the toilet.
“Älskling? (Darling?)” William asks, peaking his head into the bathroom, sleep still heavy on his eyes as he rubbed them. “What’s wrong? You still throwing up?”
“Yes, Pappa,” Oskar answered for you. “I try to help. Rub her back like you, Pappa.”
William gently smiled down at his son as he entered the bathroom, sitting down on the floor with the two of you.
“Is that right, Ossie? Well, I know another way you can help,” William offered, patting down the wild and unruly curls of the four-year-old. “Why don’t you go downstairs and get the living room ready for a movie day? It might help Mamma feel better.”
At the suggestion of movie day and helping his Mother feel better, Oskar enthusiastically nodded and clumsily saluted before rushing out of the bathroom and down the stairs.
“How long you’ve been sick?” William asks, turning back towards you and pushing back the stray hair that fell in front of your face.
“Since I woke. Can’t keep anything down,” you replied, leaning into the comfortable warmth of your husband. “Don’t have a fever and I tested for COVID. Negative.”
William hummed in acknowledgment, wrapping his arms around you and resting his lips on the crown of your forehead.
A few moments passed before you slowly sat up, not from the need to puke but from a moment of realization.
“What day is it?” You asked, a slight distant look in your eyes.
William furrowed his eyebrows in confusion, hand rubbing your back. “Saturday, why?”
A sinking feeling settled in your stomach as the main possible reason you’re currently sick pops into your head. You’re late. Very late.
“I’m late,” you replied, mentally tallying the days since your last period.
It had been a near forty days since you last had your period back in May. With the draft and traveling back to Sweden and back to California made all the days blur together and you lose track of your period and birth control.
“You’re late? For what?” William asked, concern lacing his voice.
“My period,” you whispered.
The man before you froze, his hand stilling in its movements. It took him a while to process what you meant as his eyes widened.
“You want to test? Do we even have tests? Want me to go get some?” He rambled, slight panic in his voice as he sat up straighter and pulled you closer in response. “I can get some right now if you don’t know or don’t want to look.”
You smiled gently at his offer, shaking your head as you placed a hand on his knee. “We have some in the cabinet underneath the sink, Will.”
He merely nodded before bolting up and practically diving towards the cabinet, swinging open the doors and rummaging through the contents. He grabbed the first handful of tests he saw and brought them out.
“I can definitely get more if this isn’t enough,” he noted, the multiple pregnancy tests scattering onto the sink counter.
“It should be fine,” you answered, standing up and settling yourself by your husbands side. “Only need a couple.”
William only hummed, eyes never leaving the side of your face as you looked at the various of tests you had collected over the years.
“Want me to leave you to your business? Keep Bear occupied for a bit,” the Swedish man asked, fingers gently brushing themselves through your hair.
You nodded, knowing that it would be best for your son and husband to be occupied for a bit. William is known to get antsy during your pregnancy scare tests. It would be better to have him busy himself with a task during the wait.
“M’kay, älskade. Just text me when times up,” William commented, kissing your cheek a handful of times before exiting the bathroom, throwing one last look of comfort over his shoulder.
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Positive. Positive. Positive. Positive.
They’re all positive.
Holy shit, you think. Every test you took that’s sitting in front of you are telling you that you’re pregnant.
Now, by having Oskar so young, neither you or William wanted kids so soon after him. But it had been a complete four years since you had your son. Neither of you had the talk about other kids yet, wanting to still soak up the time with just Oskar.
Just before you reached for your phone to notify William, a soft knock sounded at the bathroom door.
“Käraste?” William pokes his head into the bathroom. “All done?”
You hum in agreement, stepping to the side a bit as he entered and softly shut the door.
William short circuit at all the tests laid out, all positive. He slowly blinked once. Twice. Thrice before looking at you with slight tears in his eyes.
“Really?” He softly asks, his voice cracking from the emotion laced within it. “You’re — We’re pregnant?”
You smiled and nodded, same tears in your eyes as you wrapped your arms around his neck, bringing him into your front.
William wrapped both his arms around your back and buried his face in your neck. He brought you so close to him that he lifted you off the ground a few inches.
“I hope it’s a girl this time,” he whispered, his lips tickling the skin of your neck.
And that’s when you knew that William wasn’t bothered at all by the news. And that he’d be the best Father once again, doing everything in his power to make it all work out like it did the first time around.
loving this Eklund family series! Would love to hear about Oskar going to a game!
oskar, papa’s #1 fan!
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pairing(s): mom!reader x son!oc x dad!william eklund
genre: fluff
warning(s): usual hockey stuff (fights, penalties, etc.). also, oskar is well spoken for a 3 ½ year old in this blurb, so let’s just ignore that & say he’s just advanced in his speech abilities
note(s): it’s like you’ve read my mind. i was planning on doing something like this & now, here it is! this is also a really long blurb. technically it can count as an imagine, but i didn’t want to transfer everything onto a google doc & then onto here to get a word count lol. ending’s a little shit, but hope you enjoy it!
The early morning skate had been a success for the Eklund boys.
William had managed to convince Ryan Warsofsky, his head coach, to allow Oskar to tag along for the teams morning skate.
The whole team had been excited to have the boy skated up on the ice. Albeit him being so young and tiny, he had pretty good balance on the ice, only falling or tripping over his feet a handful of times.
Macklin Celebrini and Will Smith had taken it upon themselves to entertain the young Eklund boy during practice. They played tag with him during water breaks, pretending to trip over their feet so the three-and-a-half year old could tag them. They passed pucks between his legs and practiced their stick handling skills, making the little boy giggle as he chased the rubber pucks. Macklin even held Oskar in his arms at one point, the child sideways as the teenager skated, the two making casual conversation.
Oskar had a blast to say the least.
When the two had arrived home an hour after you woke up, the child began talking about how much fun he had and how he couldn’t wait to do it again (mostly gushing about the two teenagers who played with him the entire practice). He promptly passed out on the couch after he ate his second breakfast of the day. William had joined his son not too long afterwards, both Eklund boys asleep on opposite ends of the furniture.
William had quietly left the house after he woke from his nap a couple of hours before he needed to be at the rink again. He placed a gentle kiss on the crown of Oskar’s head before softly kissing your lips, a silent goodbye to the both of you so as to not wake up the sleeping boy.
Getting Oskar ready wasn’t as much as a hassle as it usually is. He didn’t fuss or pout as you got him dressed and ready, proudly wearing his custom jersey.
“Ready to see Papa play?” You asked, holding his much smaller hand in yours as you both walked into the bustling arena, Felicia Wennberg trailing behind the two of you with her own children.
“Yeah!” Oskar exclaimed, excitement clear and buzzing.
He always loves seeing his Dad play and make plays out on the ice. He thought it was enchanting to watch him play. Oskar always complimented how he liked the way his Father skated out on the ice, as if he was floating. Everything about his Father, even his job, seemed surreal and amazing. He truly looked up to him in more ways than one.
“You think he’ll score tonight?” You questioned, picking him up to make it easier to maneuver your way to your designated seats.
“Of course! Papa’s a good scorer, Mama,” Oskar replied, head on your shoulder as he watched other fans of the Sharks and Bruins alike walk around. “Or he’ll get a pass”.
Oskar’s hockey terminology isn’t up to par with William or yours, so you know that he’s referring to an assist when he mumbles pass.
The two of you, including Felicia and her two kids, finally made it to your saved and designated seats by the other wives and girlfriends. It wasn’t too close to the glass but not far off where William wouldn’t be able to spot you both from the ice.
“Hope the boys break the Bruins win streak,” Felicia hopefully muttered to you once you all sat down, the two of you shoulder to shoulder while Oskar sat on the left of you and her children sat on the right of her.
You nodded in agreement. “I hope so too. It’d be good to get another win on the board”.
Conversation between the two of you flowed easily, both of your children also following into chatting as all five of you wait for warmups to start.
Warmups were Oskars favorite part of hockey games. He liked seeing all the things each individual player did before a game, especially whatever routine his Father decided to do that night.
“Mama?” Oskar asked, standing up in his seat as he leaned over to get your attention. “Can we go down to see Papa?”
“Of course! We always do, Ossie bear” you replied, swooping him in your arms as you kissed his pink cheeks.
By the time the five of you made it down to the glass, players had begun to skate out, flying by fans banging on the barrier separating them from the players.
Oskar had immediately began to bang on the glass with his palms, yelling for his Father, trying to catch his attention.
Macklin Celebrini had been the one to beeline towards the Eklund boy. A big smile spread on the tees lips, waving to Oskar as he held a puck in his hands, tossing it up over the glass for Oskar to catch.
“Hey, buddy!” Macklin exclaimed, tapping the glass with his gloved finger.
Oskar shrieked in excitement, holding the puck close to his chest as he slapped the glass. “Mack! Mack!”
Spotting his teammate animatedly talking to his son and wife, William grinned and made his way to the center player.
William gently collided with Macklin, wrapping his arms around the front of the teen, the both of them bouncing off the glass and spinning slightly.
“Papa!” Oskar shouted, hand slapping on the glass even harder. “Look! I got a puck!”
The young blond boy held up the puck that Mack tossed the child, grin so wide all of his teeth showed.
William smiled back at his son, rustling Macklin’s hair before the teen skated off to continue his warmup routine.
“I see that, bud! That was nice of him,” he commented, tapping the glass like the teen before him did.
His eyes darted up to you, the familiar look of adoration painted on his face as he watched you interact with Felicia and your son. William loved seeing the two of you at his games. It’s essentially what he lived for—seeing the two most important people in his life support him through every game and milestone in his career.
“Want to stay for media tonight, bud?” William asked, tossing pucks to fans near the two of you. “We can get gräddglass (ice cream) afterwards.”
At the mention of ice cream, Oskar nodded in agreement and you shot your husband a look, telling him that no matter the result of tonight’s game, he was in charge of taking care of Oskar during his sugar rush.
William only smiled, pressing some of his gloved fingers to his lips and putting them on the glass, his usual tell of ‘I love you’ before skating off. You and your son copied his action, eyes following as he ran off to join the others in their warmups.
“Hi, I’m so sorry” a voice piqued, catching your attention as you turned towards the direction of where the voice came from. “But would it be possible for me to get a picture with you? You’re just—You’re the coolest WAG ever!”
You chuckled a little, nodding as you adjusted Oskar in your arms.
The girl smiles widely and takes out her phone, leaning in a little and snapping the picture, all three of you smiling.
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It had been a stressful first period.
The Sharks were shooting every chance they got, but none of them were successful. The game was tied at 0-0 for both teams going into the first intermission.
But within minutes of the second period, William had received a pass from Macklin, rushing down the ice as no one one the other team had been on defense. A Bruins player tried to block William’s shot, but his, and the goalies, efforts were in vain as the puck made contact with the net, the loud buzzer sound erupted throughout the arena.
Oskar jumped up from his seat, screaming at the top of his lungs.
“Oh my God!” Felicia screamed, jumping up and down along with her children. “He scored!”
You had been standing up the second William’s stick touched the puck this period. You cheered alongside your son and close friend, embracing your son as you lightly shook him in your hold.
“Papa scored! Papa scored!” Oskar cheered, toothy smile on his face as he pumped his hands in the air in excitement.
As chaos and cheers erupted from the stands and ice, William took a moment from his celebration and pointed at the two of you, his gloved fingers touching his lips beforehand. He smiled widely up at you and Oskar, smoothly gliding across the ice on his way back to the bench.
You returned the favor and smiled back just as big, your son still cheering in your arms.
It was moments like this that made it all the more worth it to support your husband in his dreams. You knew every goal was dedicated not just to you and Oskar, but everyone else who supported him in his endeavors.
“Looks like Ossie’s staying for media tonight,” Felicia muttered to you, smiles still decorating your faces.
You laughed at her comment, nodding to it as Oskar continued to celebrate his Fathers first goal of the night.
“There was no shot he wasn’t going to do it. He’s going to steal all the spotlight from William,” you added, your son now perched in his seat, adamantly watching the game on the ice.
It was moments like these that you thanked whatever higher power that you had the life you had. You were forever grateful that you landed in William’s life and that he made it all worthwhile.
With the trade news how does the move from san jose to ottowa go w a baby and a toddler? Also he changed his munber he is now 27. Am sad
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i am sad too. i literally had a full on crash out when i heard the news. im not the greatest with change, so one of my fav players being traded by my home team is definitely something that i am struggling coming to terms with. but at least i’ll learn about a new team!
since william hasn’t left yet (to my knowledge), they are still working out the logistics on moving. i think since baby eklund #2 is so young and oskar just turned five, the most likely decision is that william will go up to ottowa first while reader stays behind in america to continue taking care of oskar & the new baby.
he’ll stay there for a bit and then fly back to san jose to help his family move up to canada. there’s also a lot just surrounding that process like passports, finding a permanent residence, and packing, so having william leave first while reader works more on the travel logistics just make sense.
of course the sharks help reader pack up and move when it is time as well as help reader take care of her children (more so cat and the other wives help with that aspect).
oskar is great on planes, but the eklunds aren’t too sure about anya as she was literally just born. so that’ll be an interesting journey for them.
it’ll definitely be a ROUGH process, but will be worth it. oskar is def not happy about it since that means he has to leave mack & smitty (don’t worry, the two are also NOT happy about it either). reader is still recovering from the birth so having her stay behind is more beneficial for her health wise.
ik it has been mentioned that william eklund will most likely stay in LA for the draft, but let’s pretend in this AU he leaves for sweden & then goes back to SJ
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y/n.eklund: with the season coming to an end & our family going to sweden for the some of the summer, here’s a little throwback to the times oskar has been in the beautiful country <3
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vic.eklund: min lilla brorson! (my little nephew!) he was so little back then 😢
yourmomsuser: oskie!! growing up so fast
userone: the cutest eklund there is!
usertwo: + (y/n)!
yourbestie: i’ll miss ossie bear! have so much fun in sweden! say hay to mama eklund for me ❤️
catbtoffoli: have the awesomest time in sweden! see y’all in LA soon 😘
y/n.eklund: can’t wait to spend half the summer with you, cat ❤️
mackcelebrini: my buddy! i’ll miss you both mama shark & baby shark 😔
eklund_72: ❤️❤️😍😍
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eklund_72: my little buddy since day one <3
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fabianzetterlund: i fear he could out push-up us both
fimpen20: mina två pojkar! (my two boys!)
_willsmith2: oskar’s gotta teach me his form when he gets back
eklund_72: reminding him rn
alexanderwennberg: push-up contest when you get back
y/n.eklund: my two babies 💗
tofff73: oskar’s going to be the next best eklund on the ice!
sanjosesharks: i know that right! 🦈
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vic.eklund: min brorson är coolare än din 😎 (my nephew’s cooler than yours 😎)
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userone: the duality of oskar
yourbestie: such a nice & clean eater. wonder where he got it from lol
y/n.eklund: his father
usertwo: of course he gets his messy eating from william 😭
it’s the little things | dad!william eklund x mom!reader collection
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summary: a collection of william & readers story told through imagines, blurb, headcanons, & social media. click on whatever link & join them on their journey!
genre: fluff, more to be added!
warning(s): mentions of teen pregnancy, talks of zetterlund trade, more to be added!
some basic info on the both of them! | about oskar eklund! | about anya eklund!
Imagines:
it’s okay to ask for help | ♡ | ☹︎ | ✧
quick summary ➡︎ reader’s having a tough time catching up in some of her classes & finishing her accelerated work on time. what happens when william finds her asleep over her homework one night? (takes place in early 2021)
father & son day | ❦ | ♡
quick summary ➡︎ reader is encouraged to go out with her friends for a girls day while william & oskar have some one-on-one time.
little and big duckling | ❦ | ♡ | ☹︎
quick summary ➡︎ after the unfortunate accident that happened at worlds, william is visited by his family in the hospital.
positive | ♡
quick summary ➡︎ reader can’t keep anything down one morning and a shocking (yet not so shocking) discovery is made.
02/23/2026 | ♡ | ✧
quick summary ➡︎ the day has finally arrived! the birth of baby eklund #2 brings the eklund family even closer together.
Blurbs:
— breakfast in bed
— the comfort of family (❦)
— the orange peel theory
— oskar, papa’s #1 fan (❦)
— finding out readers pregnant + little things that followed (❦)
— willmack babysitting oskar (❦)
— current husband
— father’s day (❦)
— mother’s day (❦)
— oskar’s fourth birthday (❦)
Headcanons:
— reader throughout her pregnancy
— oskar’s birth (❦)
Social Media
— throwback (oskar edition)
— throwback (william edition)
— throwback (reader edition)
— quick update
— baby eklund #2
Thoughts
— william eklund as a father (❦) (this was more of a general thought / discussion, but i think it can also apply here)
— did reader & william want the gender to be a surprise? (❦)
— oskar at the 2025 draft (❦)
— pregnancy scare (❦)
— oskar’s potential feelings about the new baby (❦)
— expanding on thoughts of oskar + william as a girl dad (❦)
— how far along is reader & who they have told (❦)
— expanding on oskar’s feelings + sneak peek of his reaction to the news (❦)
