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going on a date with mitch marner and he accidentally pushes you off the bridge.
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William Nylander- Swedish holiday
Request:Hey! Can I have request with William Nylander, something like the reader is in Sweden with him for holidays? Thanks:)
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“You must be (y/n).” Willis mom exclaims as we enter the Nylanders home in Sweden.
“Yes, mama. That’s me.” I reply, feeling Willys arm snake around my waist and pull me closer his lips meeting my temple.
“Please call me Camilla. After all you have made my son very love struck.” She says while pinching Willys cheeks.
“Mamma.” Willy says as he turns red, trying to get away from his mothers pinching.
“Willlllll!!” A smaller voice shouts soon after clutching onto him.
“Y/n, this is one of my sisters. How about we introduce you to the rest of the family before I get tackled?” Willy chuckles.
“Children!” His mother calls. Willys siblings and father following soon after.
“(Y/n) this is Alex.” She says as I am covered by the other Nylander brother.
“Good to see you again, (Y/N)” Alex chuckles.
“You too.” I reply as we separate.
“Hey, she’s mine.” Willy says hugging me.
“William.” His mother chastises.
“Sorry Mamma .” He says looking like a small child.
“Älskling, these are my sisters. Jacquline, Stephanie, Michelle, and Daniella.” He says pointing to his sisters.
“It’s nice to meet you.” I say with a smile.
“So, your Willys girlfriend?” His younger sister questions.
“That I am.”
“He looovvessss you.” She says drawing out the word love.
“I love him too.”
“Oh, (y/n) this is my dad.” William says.
“Nice to meet you Mr. Nylander.”
“You too, (y/n).” He says with a nod while sticking his hand out.I shake his hand, Willy still hugging me into his side
“It’s nice to meet the girl that can put up with this one.” He says as we let go, going to pat Willys shoulder.
"I’m not hard to put up with.” He pouts.
"Yes you are.” Alex replies.
"No I’m not, right, (y/n)?” Willy says bending down to look into my eyes.
"Welllll…….no. At least not all the time.” I reply with a small smirk.
"See! I’m not hard to put up with.”
"No your girlfriend is just a saint.” Alex says slinging his arm over my shoulders.
Willys arm still wrapped snugly around my waist.
"No, he actually isn’t hard to put up with.” I defend making it sound more like a statement, causing Willy to kiss my temple.
"He’s just messing with me. Calm down.” Willy whispers into my ear. Planting a kiss on my cheek.
"Okay, dinner will be ready in about, ten minutes. Kids go wash up. That includes the young adults too.” Camilla says walking back into the kitchen.
"Do you need any help?” I ask before she disappears into the kitchen.
“No dear. That was a very sweet offer though.” She says with a smile before vanishing into he kitchen.
“Follow me,” Alex says his arm still around my shoulders.
"Umm….I think I will go with Willy. Thank you though Alex.” I reply when I feel Willys grip harden. While Alex let’s go.
Willy soon after leads me to a washroom. Letting me stand in front of him. His arms wrap around me as we wash our hands, his head on my shoulder. I’m pinned against him and the sink.
“I love you.” Willy says kissing my lips before drying his hands. He then grabs mine and drys them for me.
"I love you too. What has you all cutesy?” I ask, as we walk back to the living room, his arm back around my waist
"I’m just happy you came with me, Älskling.” He says as we sit on the couch.
"Wouldn’t want to be anywhere else.”
"Like Sweden that much already?” He asks adjusting his arm to be around my shoulders. He pulls me into his side.
"I meant with you but, Sweden is very pretty.”
"Dinner!” Camilla calls.
“Lets eat.” Willy says with a smile as we stand up. His arm still around my shoulders.
We head to the kitchen and sit down to see the table full of different Swedish foods.
Willy and I sit together and his hand moves to sit on my thigh.
“So, how long have you and Willy been together?” His mother questions.
“Eleven months.” I reply with a smile.
“How did you meet?” One of his sisters asks.
“We met through a mutual friend. One of his teammates actually.”
“Which one?” Another of his sisters questions.
“It was Morgan. He set us up to meet him at a diner and never showed.” I reply with a smile, remembering how shy yet charming Willy was.
“So, do you all plan on getting married anytime soon?” His mother questions.
“Umm…..-"I start to reply my face going red.
"Sometime in the future. We are waiting for our sports to settle down.” Willy says rubbing up and down on my thigh in a calming way.
“Do you play a sport?” His father questions
“Yes sir, I play hockey as well.” I reply with a smile.
“What league?”
“Just college and worlds.” I reply and see Willy smile out of the corner of my eye.
“(Y/n) do you have any siblings?” His oldest sister questions.
“Yes, I have an older brother.” I reply feeling Willy tense beside me.
“What is his name?” His father questions
“Um Matt.” I reply feeling slightly uneasy.
“That’s nice, has Willy met him yet?” Willys mom questions a calming smile on her face.
“Yes.”
“What’s your last name?” His youngest sister questions.
“Martin.” I reply.
“Dude, you never told me she was Matt Martin’s little sister.” Alex exclaims across the table.
“She’s Matt Martin’s little sister.” Willy says with a cheeky grin.
“How old are you?” Willys dad asks.
“Dad!”
“Michael!”
The boys and their mom chastise.
“It’s okay, I’m 20.” I reply feeling Willys hand tighten on my leg, so I place mine over his making him relax.
“mamma, can we go watch the summer lights?” The youngest one questions.
“Once everyone is done eating and the table is clear.” Soon after everyone is done and the table is clear.
Willy grabs my hand and leads me to the dock outside of there house. We sit and let our legs dangle off the end. Willys arm snakes around me shoulders and pulls me into his side, kissing my head, my cheek and finally my lips.
“William.” His father calls standing at the other end of the small dock. “I will be right back.” He says pecking my lips again.
“Planerar du att gifta dig med den här tjejen?” his father questions in Swedish. (Do you plan on marrying this girl?)
“Ja, jag vill gifta mig med henne. Det kommer aldrig att bli en annan tjej som henne. Hon är den.” Willy replies. (yes, I want to marry her. There will never be another girl like her. she is the one.)
“Okej, det är en bra sak. Din mamma och jag älskar henne. Dina systrar är ganska förtjust i henne också.” His father says making Willy smile.
(Okay, that’s a good thing. Your mother and I love her. Your sisters are quite fond of her too.)
“Har du fått sin brors välsignelse? Eller hennes pappas?”
(Have you gotten her brother’s blessing? Or her fathers?)
“Ja” Willy replies a smile still on his face.
“(Y/n)! Please Come here.” Willy calls.
I get up and walk back toward Will and his dad. His mother and siblings coming over soon after.
“(Y/n) I love you so much. I love how you always smile, how you laugh, I even love how you breath. My point is I love everything about you except your last name.” Willy says getting on one knee and pulling a ring out of his jeans pocket.
“Vill du gifta dig med mig?” Willy asks grabbing my left hand.
“Ja” I respond, Willy putting the ring on my finger. Soon after hopping up and kissing me on the lips deeply.
“Will, your family is right there.” I reply breaking away from his addicting lips.
“Welcome to the family!” The Nylander’s shout pulling Will and I into a group hug.
Morgan Rielly- Lock Screen
Request: Could you please write a Morgan Rielly imagine?? Something super fluffy. Maybe meeting the team and the WAGS for the first time and the boys kinda embarrass him a bit? Thank you!
Authors note: of course! Sorry for the wait!
“Come on, please! I already promised them you would go!” My boyfriend of ten months Morgan says, well pleads. As he leans against the kitchen island.
“No. No way. Not gonna happen. I’m not ready to meet your team! Let alone your team and there wives and girlfriends!” I exclaim, pushing my self off the counter walking out of the kitchen.
“Pleeeeeaaasssseeeee.” Morgan drags out. Grabbing my waist.
“Noooooooo” I say back tapping him on the nose. Then starting to walk away.
My effort ended up only being in vain though because Morgan decided to pick me up and carry me to the living room.
As he lays me on the couch he gently sits on my waist. He gives me a wicked grin before tickling me.
“Mo-morg-Morgan! S-St-op” I yell. Thrashing and laughing.
“Not till you promise to come to the dinner with me.” He says moving his fingers quicker on my now exposed skin.
“F-ine.” I give in laughing.
Little did Morgan know or remember. I like to get him back for that.
“Thank you!” He exclaims. Grabbing my face and kissing me deeply.
“Mo.” I say pushing him up.
“Yeah babe?” Morgan asks looking somewhat hurt but also as if he just got challenged.
“No.” I say, wiggling out from under him.
“Why?” He asks pulling me on his lap. His arms wrapping around my waist.
“I need to get ready. Is it dressy or casual?” I ask rubbing his cheek with my thumb.
“Bon fire Casual.” He says, starting to lean in.
“Okay, see you soon.” I reply abruptly getting up.
“Not funny!” Morgan shouts as I run up the stairs.
When I get to the room I quickly show and find casual clothes.
I settle for a nice yet casual red and black plaid button up, with a white v-neck t-shirt underneath. I also wore a pair of dark wash blue jeans. I paired that with my maroon vans.
Then I styled my hair, so it looked casual but not messy by any means.
“Babe, are you-” Morgan said coming up the stairs.
“Im not changing clothes.” We both say at the same time.
We had both dressed in red and black button up with a white shirt and dark wash jeans along with maroon shoes.
“We are gonna be late lets just go.”
“Mo’s whipped!” One of the guys yelled as we walk onto the backyard of one of the guys houses. There a giant fire pit in the middle. All of the guys and some of the girls to crowd around us when the notice of Mo being relationship ‘whipped’ was announced.
“Am not. Right babe?” Morgan says like a child.
“Well….” I drag out teasingly making Morgan roll his eyes.
“I like her already.” Connor says with a laugh.
“Mine.” Morgan says hugging me close to him.
“Awwww…..look at little Morgan. He so whipped.” Another one of the guys teased.
“At least we now know the face to the name. Not that Mo doesn’t already have you as his lock screen and screen saver. But now we can physically put a face to the name.” Freddie says causing Mo to blush a deep shade of red.
“Alright guys. So, what’s for dinner?” Morgan asks trying to change the subject.
“Do you walk on water cause Mo seems to think you can.” Auston teases.
“No, against Mo’s belief I do not walk on water.” I reply with a giggle.
“Really guys.” Morgan groans his blush reappearing in his face and ears. It’s also slowly showing on his neck.
“I can’t wait for you guys to be out of the honey moon stage. All we hear is “she did this” and “she did that” and “she’s so great at this.” I feel likeI know you on a personal level with how much he drowns on about you.“ Jake says trying to imitate Morgans voice.
“So, did you guys get stuff to make s'mores?” Morgan asks again trying to change the subject.
“Oooh s'mores.” I say trying to help Morgan.
Through out the rest of the night we ate s'mores and got teased for the whole matching thing.
“So, I’m your screen saver and your lock screen?” I tease as Mo and I get into bed.
“Uggggh.” Morgan groans, shoving his face into his pillow.
“Am I?” I ask turning out the light.
“Yes.” Morgan says. His arms wrapping around my waist so we are spooning.
“That’s really sweet, Rielly. Your my lock screen too and my screen saver.”
“why thank you, future Mrs.Rielly” Morgan says snuggling closer to me.
“What?”
“I said I love you.” Morgan covers.
“Oh, I love you too, mo.” I play along. Falling asleep with a smile on my face.
Nikita soshnikov- Happily ever-after
Request: Getting married and are nervous.
Authors note: I hope you like it! Sorry I’d anything not is wrong, I have never been to a wedding before. ——————————————-
‘This is nerve racking.’ I think to myself.
“breath.” Nikita’s mother says as she helps me curl my hair.
“Sorry, it’s just odd.”
“Odd?” She asks her English still slightly broken and laced with a Russia accent.
“Getting married. Still having butterfly’s when I see him. I mean, I love him, I just never thought anyone would have that effect on me. That was till I met him. Even being apart all day today, has been killing me.”
“My son say same about you.” She says.
“He is definitely an amazing man.” I say with a smile.
“You amazing woman. Now, no more nervous.” She says as she finishes the curls.
“It’s not that easy, mama.-”
“Yes. It easy. You walk down isle. Marry. Live happily ever after.” She says cutting me off as she plays with my now curled hair.
“I’m nervous because it’s a big step. I mean, I’m marrying basically my Prince Charming. That’s something that only happens in children’s books.” I say as I stand up. His mother placing the veil in my hair.
“It reality, now, breath.” She says as she helps adjust my dress.
“I’m still nervous mama.” I reply after taking multiple deep breaths.
“Why?”
“What if he changes his mind?” I ask playing with my hands.
“No, he love you. He in love. Love sick.” She says her Russian accent still very prominent.
“My son is marrying girl he dream of as young boy.” She says when I still don’t look up.
“He told you that?” I ask looking up at her the butterfly’s still in my stomach.
“He has said it many times.”
“Hey, time to go.” My father says sticking his head in the room.
“Okay.” I reply as Nikita’s mom puts down my veil, handing me my bouquet.
As I walk through the double doors of the church. I see Nikita standing there. Looking amazing in his tux.
As I get closer I see a tear in his eye. Though he is smiling like an idiot.
“Who is giving the bride away?” The priest asks. My mother and father both stand.
“You look beautiful.” Nikita whispers his mouth hanging open.
“Close your mouth or you’ll catch flies, handsome.” I whisper with a wink.
“I love you.” Nikita whispers.
“I love you too.” I whisper back.
“The couples have decided to say their own vows. The groom will start.”
“(Y/n), I never though I would be getting married. Especially, not to a girl as beautiful and perfect as you are. I never though that after two years I would still get butterfly’s. I didn’t even expect anyone to have the effect on me that you have. You are my best friend. My partner in crime. The best side of me. You only ever bring out the good in people. I’m so luck to have someone as caring and pure as you around. I love you and I always will.” He says looking deep into my eyes. His grip light but firm on my hands.
“Nitkita, until I met you I thought that Prince Charming was just a child’s story. That none of that could ever be real. But you showed me that Prince Charming is actually a Russian hockey player with a soft and romantic side. I never expected to find love. That was till the day I met you. You gave me butterfly’s, you still do. You are the only man I will ever love. You truly do being out the best in me.”
“Do you Nikita take (y/n) to be your lawfully wedded wife?”
“I do.”
“Do you (y/n) take Nikita to be your lawfully wedded husband?”
“Well….yes, I do.” I reply teasing Nikita.
“You may now kiss the bride.” The priest states and within seconds Nikita is dipping and kissing me. Cheers come from his teammates in the room.
“I love you so much Mrs. Soshnikov.” He says standing me back up and walking is down the isle to the front of the church.
“I love you so much too, Mr. Soshnikov.” I reply as we walk toward the limo waiting to take us to the airport. A spare dress on the seat next to me.
“Turn around.” I tell my now husband.
“Why? I’m gonna see it during the honeymoon anyway.” He quickly replies.
“It’s not the honeymoon yet. So, please, turn around.” He does this time.
“I like the blue bra by the way.” He says as I sit next to him. Now covered by a summer dress.
William Nylander- Party
“I love you.” I said to my boyfriend of two years
"I love you too, darling.” He says looking down at me.
“Willy?” I ask my head laying in his lap.
“Yeah?” He asks
“Do you ever want to…..never mind.” I say re-thinking what I was going to ask him.
“Do I ever want to what?” He asks running his hand through my hair.
“It doesn’t matter.” I reply, now feeling a little dumb and shy.
“If it bothers you obviously it does.” He says lightly rubbing my cheek.
“What do you see happening in the future?” I ask not meeting his eyes.
“I see myself playing hockey. Maybe a Stanley Cup or two. A little family. Marrying you.” He says turning my head so I meet his eyes while he also leans down to give me a kiss.
“No, not the answer I want to hear. Your actual plans.” I say after kissing him back.
“Marry me.” He says after a couple moments of silence.
“What do you mean?”
“Just what I told you. I want to start a family with you. I want to marry you. I want to be able to come home to you. I want to be able to say ‘this is my wife’ when I introduce you to people. I want to have kids with you. I want to grow old with you. I want to promise to be with you in sickness and in health. Through good times and bad.” He says grabbing my hand and bringing it to his lips, kissing the back lightly.
Of. Course by now I had tears in my eyes.
“Will you marry me?” He asks looking into my eyes and moving my so I am sitting up on his lap facing him.
“Yes.” I reply lightly kissing him.
“Thank god.” He mumbles into the kiss.
“Darling?” He asks breaking the kiss after a few seconds.
“Yes?” I ask running my hand through his hair.
“How many kids do you want?” He asks.
“3, two boys and a girl.” I say.
“What about you?” I ask shortly after.
“5, three boys and two girls.” He says shyly.
“If you want that many then I guess we better get started.” I reply with a smirk.
Let’s just say we through ourselves an engagement party.
Leafs Nation
as a Leafs fan, tonights game probably won't let me sleep. It was actually heartbreaking to watch that puck go into the net. I swear I didn't move for a good 5 minutes after. I'm pretty sure I wasn't even this heart broken when I broke with up my ex last year. LOL
but on a more serious note, yeah Phaneuf made a bad play. but that doesn't mean he deserves all the hate he's getting. He's a good player and an even better captain. and even though he really hasn't been on his A-game lately, cut him some slack. I know its the play offs, I know its high pressure. It gets to the best of them, and it was not entirely his fault. Hockey is a team sport, win together, lose together.
that game was full of way too many missed chances by both the Leafs and the Bruins and some even better saves from Reimer and Rask. Both teams played amazingly.
And even though it looks bad right now, Leafs fans, this team has been out of the play off for 9 years. NINE YEARS. There is no way The Toronto Maple Leafs are going down without a fight in Boston on Friday. I have faith in this team, if not this year...we`ll be back. Stronger then ever.
