#rasmus dahlin imagine

[toasttt11]

do you like me?

April 19, 2021

Carina has tried for the six years to do everything to not think about or care for Joseph Woll, but he seems to have a way to worm his way through her walls and she hated it because no one has ever made her feel so much.

After she invited him to her game in December of 2019 she didn’t get to see him before the rest of the season was suspended and she headed home to her family but she did stay in contact as Joseph asked to be able to text her and she reluctantly agreed still not sure why.

Carina did spend most of her time in quarantine working out and being on the ice. It was a lot for Carina being home for so long again and not being able to leave. She did enjoy being near her family longer than a few weeks but it was difficult living with people again for that long as she is use to living alone most of the time.

Carina reluctantly did keep in contact with Joseph, texting him more than she has ever texted anyone and gave him the rare facetime’s, they became a lot closer and Joseph could tell Carina was softening towards him bit by bit.

Carina was in her new house she bought a few months ago, and was pacing in her bedroom trying to decide if this was the correct idea and she couldn’t take it back.

Carina wasn’t stupid, she may be grumpy but she understood that Joseph had regrettable wormed his way into her heart and she couldn’t stop no matter how much she tried to too.

Carina let out a deep breath glaring at the ground as she continued to pace. Groaning once more she all but stomped out of her house and into her car starting to drive out of her driveway.

Carina had left right as the sun was setting and the traffic had already cleared up and she got to her destination within a hour and a half, she parked in the parking garage and headed into the elevator up the the floor she knows she needs to go.

She walked through the hallway and knocked on the apartment she was looking for, the door opened and Jospeh was there.

“Ina? What are you doing here?” Joseph let out a disbelieving laugh and a smile came to his face.

“Can i come in?” Carina asked as politely as she got and it made Joseph raise an eyebrow but he nodded moving over letting her come in and he shut the door behind them.

Joseph watched as Carina started pacing in his living room and he frowned in worry as he has never seen Carina this emotional, “Ina is everything okay?” Joseph asked in a soft voice walking closer to her.

Carina spun around abruptly facing him and blunty asked him, “Do you like me?” Carina fiddled with her fingers behind her back and away from Joseph seeing.

Joseph froze and his eyes widen dramatically, “What- Why are you asking?” Joseph spluttered out nervously.

“Do you?” Carina asked slightly softer but still very blunt as she took a step closer to him.

Joseph took a deep breath but nodded seeing Carina looking at him, “I do.” Jospeh’s felt a sense of relief finally telling her his feelings after six years.

Carina slowly nodded not looking away from him and crossed her arms around herself, “Well are you going to ask me to be your girlfriend?” Carina sassed him with a slight smirk.

“Girlfriend?” Joseph spluttered out again looking at her nervously but hopeful, Carina nodded once more, “You like me Ina?” Joseph stepped closer to her and even with her doc martens on he was still a few inches taller than.

“So what if i did.” Carina sassed back hoping to cover her feelings.

“Then i would love to ask you to be my girlfriend.” Jospeh softly replied but giving her a stern look rasing his eyebrow as he wasn’t asking her until she at least told him she felt something.

Carina looked away letting out a hmph, Jospeh could see a slight pout on her lip before she started mumbling to herself.

“Ina, i can’t hear you.” Jospeh softly interrupted her mumbling and grumbles, he watched as she took a deep breath before looking back at him.

“I feel something for you too.” Carina glared at Jospeh keeping her arms crossed.

“That’s all you had to say Ina.” Joseph softly smiled at her but also felt his heart jump hearing the words he’s waited for.

“So would you like to be my girlfriend Ina?” Joseph looked at her fondly gently nudging her arm.

“Alright.” Carina furrowed her eyebrows nodding, “Guess that’s fine.” Carina tried to act nonchalantly but Joseph could see the slight smile on her face.

“May i kiss my girlfriend?” Joseph questioned titling his head.

“If you want.” Carina whispered out as he leaned closer to her and his hand brushed against her back and rested there, she swallowed at his touch and feeling his breath hit her lips.

“I would love that.” Joseph whispered back before pressing his lips gently to hers and pulling her closer to him, he felt her hands tentatively run across his shoulders up to his neck and rest there as they kissed each other.

Carina pulled away catching her breath and let herself smile slightly as she looked up at him.

“Wait don’t you have a game tomorrow?” Joseph looked at her in concern as he suddenly remembered.

“I’m sick.” Carina plainly anwsered a small smirk forming on her face as she faked a cough.

“You-“ Jospeh shook his head speechless but also not suprised because it’s Carina, he smiled and pulled her back into a kiss.

Carina stomach rumbled as they kissed and Jospeh pulled back letting out a fond chuckle, “Want dinner?”

“It’s late.” Carina protested kinda feeling bad.

“And you’re hungry.” Jospeh sternly replied gently and slowly grabbing her hand so if she wanted to pull away she could but he smiled when she squeezed his hand back, “Come on i made dinner a few hours ago and i have a lot of leftovers.” Joseph walked with her to his kitchen and sadly dropped her hand as he grabbed the food from his refrigerator and grabbed a pan to heat up.

Carina let out a small noise when she saw he made salmon bowls her favorite, “Salmon?”

“You like Salmon still?” Joseph asked hoping she still does, Carina nodded quickly. Joseph smiled and started heating up the food pretty quickly and putting it into a bowl and putting it onto the counter, “You want something to drink?”

“Water. please.” Carina replied. Joseph smiled and grabbed her a glass of water before picking the bowl up and gesturing for her to follow him he brought them to his couch and set her food onto the coffee table.

“Thought you would be more comfortable.” Joseph shrugged when he saw her questioning look, Carina nodded sitting down and slipped off her boots and put her keys and phone onto the coffee table before picking the bowl up as Joseph sat down next to her.

Carina hummed as she took her first bite and happily ate another big spoonful, “Good?”Joseph asked curiously as he watched her fondly, Carina replied with a rapid nod.

Joseph clicked on a random show as Carina ate her dinner.

Carina put her bowl on the coffee table, “Thank you.” She looked over at Joseph.

“Of course.” Jospeh softly smiled back before looking at the time seeing it was already ten o’clock at night, “Your staying tonight.” Joseph stated and got up off the couch.

“Not gonna ask first?” Carina teased him as she got up following after him.

“No, i’m not letting you drive home this late.” Jospeh called back as he walked to his bedroom, he opened his drawer grabbing a pair of sweat shorts and a t-shirt and turned around and handed them to her, “The bathroom is right there.” He pointed to the bathroom door.

Carina nodded and headed into the bathroom shutting the door and slipping off her clothes and putting on his, she walked back out leaving her clothes in the bathroom.

Joseph looked over and smiled softly at the sight of her in his clothes, “Uh you can have my bed and i’ll take the couch.” Joseph offered not wanting to overwhelm her.

Carina shook her head soflty walking over grabbing his hand pulling him to his bed, “We can share.”

Joseph smiled and squeezed her hand back, he pulled the covers back and got into bed and Carina laid down next to him.

Carina laid her head on the pillow looking at Joseph, Carina tentatively brought her hand up to his face and gently brushed her fingers across his cheek and into his hair.

Joseph smiled softly closing his eyes enjoying her soft touch as he slowly fell asleep.

[babydollmarauders]

MEDIA MANAGEMENT — JACK HUGHES (PART TWELVE)

notes: i’m finally caught up on this series! just in time for the last regular season game!

previous: eleven

next: thirteen

y/ndevils00

liked by jackhughes, lhughes_06, and 72,810 others

y/ndevils00 if you’re allergic to sappiness, you may wanna keep scrolling tonight!

first of all, i’m so proud of ALL my boys tonight! all 5 of our goal scorers, the assisters, and the ones who just played their asses off tonight!

now is where it gets sappy!

my jacky: you broke a 22 year old franchise points record tonight. YOU did that. i always knew you would do it, and i’m so grateful that i was there to see it happen. you’re my (real) best friend, my love, my heart, the father to my cat, and the best hockey player i’ve ever seen (sorry boys). the talent that you possess is constantly leaving me awestruck, and i can’t wait to see what you achieve in the future. i can’t imagine the past 3 years without you, and i hope i never have to live a future without you either. i am so unbelievably proud of you. congratulations, my sweet boy. lil satan and i love you to pluto! <3

my lukey: my little (not so little) brother for the past 3 years. for some context, i met luke when he came to a devils game literally the same month i started working for the team. jack introduced me to him and lukey and i hit it off. i ended up sitting with him at the game, we exchanged numbers, and i adopted him as my own little brother very quickly. when luke was chosen in the 2021 draft, i cried tears of joy; but those tears were nothing compared to the ones i shed tonight. my baby brother made his nhl debut tonight and i couldn’t be happier for him. i look forward to seeing you absolutely kick ass and show everyone in this league how incredibly talented you are. congratulations on your debut, smush! i love you! <3

p.s. rasmus dahlin, i am in your walls. stay away from my boyfriend.

tagged jackhughes and lhughes_06

user did she just call luke “smush”?! that’s so cute, i need the reason asap

y/ndevils00 no real story behind it! we just smush/squish each others cheeks a lot! also, we watched finding nemo for our first facetime movie night and he took up calling me “squishy” like dory called the jellyfish.

john.marino97 they really do do it often. i’ve counted 12 times in the past 2 days

jackhughes i love you to pluto, sweet girl. thank you for being by my side to celebrate this achievement. i’m so thankful that i get to spend life with you ❤️

y/ndevils00 you’re so obsessed with me

jackhughes PARTS of you, for sure

y/ndevils00 you perv! there are innocent eyes present! @/lhughes_06

jackhughes i meant your heart!

lhughes_06 we have thin walls, i know you’re lying.

lhughes_06 @/y/ndevils00 also, why would you tag me?!

lhughes_06 thank you squishy! this was really sweet but can you stop crying now?

y/ndevils00 you didn’t say you love me, so no

lhughes_06 i love you!

y/ndevils00 well now it just seems forced. i hope you can sleep through my wails and tears

john.marino97 congrats hughesy! so happy for you! and congrats little hughesy! you did great!

jackhughes thanks bro!

lhughes_06 thanks man!

y/ndevils00 @/jackhughes @/lhughes_06 yeah, you guys are so siblings

john.marino97 @/y/ndevils00 did you think they weren’t?

y/ndevils00 idk i was just kinda hoping that maybe ellen actually switched jack at birth and he’s not actually their son but i’m their daughter

jackhughes @/y/ndevils00 that’s the oddest way to say you love my family. you’re such a little nutcase, i love you

lhughes_06 @/y/ndevils00 you weren’t even born in florida like jack…

y/ndevils00 @/lhughes_06 you’re a brat

dawson1417 LFG BRO! SO PROUD OF YOU HUGHESY!

jackhughes THANK YOU BRO! APPRECIATE IT!

dawson1417 congrats luke!! smashed it tonight, dude!

lhughes_06 thanks dude! looking forward to playing more games with you!

trevorzegras HOLY SHIT CONGRATS BRO’S! KILLING IT! can’t wait to play against you @/lhughes_06

y/ndevils00 no.

jackhughes thanks bro! hope your game goes well!

y/ndevils00 @/jackhughes no.

lhughes_06 thanks z! excited to kick your ass next season 🔥

y/ndevils00 @/lhughes_06 yes.

y/ndevils00 @/trevorzegras is officially banned from my comments until he apologizes to me. any more comments about or from him will be deleted.

trevorzegras what did i do now?

y/ndevils00 @/trevorzegras it’s more what you WON’T do.

trevorzegras is this seriously because i won’t dress up as ken to see the barbie movie with you?

y/ndevils00 @/trevorzegras blocking you. deleting your number. lasering off our matching tattoo.

user63 they have matching tattoos?!

y/ndevils00 @/user63 not anymore.

lhughes_06 @/user63 yeah it’s the moon and saturn

user84 am i the only one who thought she and trevor just genuinely didn’t get along?

y/ndevils00 @/user84 i feel like a lot of people think that, so i’m only gonna say this once so he can’t use it against me: trevor is actually one of my closest friends! i love him very much and i THOUGHT he loved me. if you scroll back to the summer on my account you’ll actually find loads of posts with him! we just have a funny way of showing our love but i’m actually very grateful to have a friend like him 🖤

trevorzegras 📸

y/ndevils00 @/trevorzegras i take it all back. i hate you, troll doll.

trevorzegras did you just insult my hair?! TAKE IT BACK!

_quinnhughes @/trevorzegras she literally called you a “brainless bimbo” and “the human equivalent of cat zoomies” the other day on the group call and your HAIR is where you cross the line?

_quinnhughes so proud of the both of you 💙 congrats guys

lhughes_06 thank you quinner ❤️ love ya bro

jackhughes thanks quinny! love ya ❤️

y/ndevils00 my baby boys <3

jamie.drysdale i wanna know what was running through your mind when jack looked straight at you when you took the arrival picture

jackhughes she yelled “shit! fuck! abort mission!” and dove behind the equipment boxes

lhughes_06 she scared the actual photographer and almost made them break their camera

user37 why does luke look like he has no emotions in the third slide?

y/ndevils00 it’s the hughes dead eye stare! they can all do it VERY well because they’re all emotionally dead inside <3

nicohischier proud of you guys! excited to play with you more @/lhughes_06 and can’t wait to see if you’ll break your own record next season @/jackhughes

jackhughes thanks cap!

lhughes_06 thank you cap!

y/ndevils00 he will!

[sergeifyodorov]

we need to create the world we want to live in. who can be in a gay narrative with jeff skinner now. let's start a movement

FUNDAMENTALLY we need to start something... we need to have a conversation. every pundit on earth was out there last season insisting the sabres are ~FuN~ and frankly... what do we have to show for it? moving up 15 points in the standings but still not making the playoffs? minimal addition to the yaoi web -> no fun value really.

in addition from my scouting about a third of the sabres are fairly old and a third are babies... make of that what u will. jeff's whimsy might be a lot for another calmer older figure to really get into... (i am imagining him and ej trying to vibe together and it is not happening) but you could get a little bit like... not a father figure per se but like a friend's gay older brother who u were always kind of into. presenting options and dynamics:

jeff skinner/tage thompson: your classic centre + his chosen winger dynamic. there's always chemistry there

jeff skinner/alex tuch: see above. gonna be honest as """"fun"""" as the sabres are it might be me or it might be them but im not really like. aware of a lot of their personalities? like what are their deals. largely. this is a problem solved by fervent yaoiposting

jeff skinner/dylan cozens: dylcoz is one of the few sabres whose Vibe i could at least pretend to place and that Vibe is "brat." not that Markham Jeff is what you would consider a "dom" by any means but after being in the league for as long as he has he's earned kind of a (to me) old gay sage status... like he could list all of madonna's albums in order and certainly could tell a fresh young little gayboy what to do. dylan cozens is the teenager who would show up half an hour late to class belligerently high and make straight B+ses and jeff skinner is the harried yet firm history teacher who doesn't have enough time or budget to stop him especially not when he's clearly familiar with the material (despite his lack of respect for authority) and somehow they are having perfectly normal adult consensual moderate d/s sex about this.

jeff skinner/rasmus dahlin: ras has never met an Emotion he was at peace with . if you tell this to jeff he'll think you meant carly rae jepsen. see skinner/cozens but rasmus cries a lot more

[ilyasorokinn]

Hi, hi. Let's say, number 8 from Physical affection promt list with Dahlin. 🧸

JUST FRIENDS?

8. "brushing hands on accident" (from this prompt list)

you and rasmus had a close relationship. you two were best friends, so obviously you were close. you were so close that at some point, some guys on his team thought the two of you were dating. and to a degree, you pretty much were, except for the kissing and things like that.

"okay, pasta is boiling. now for the chicken" you spoke to yourself. rasmus had the great idea to introduce you, his best friend, to his parents.

he brought it up to you during one of your lunches together. you were a bit taken aback at first but agreed to the idea. you volunteered to cook cause cooking helped ease your stress and anxiety.

your cat meatball was a witness to all your anxiety-ridden brownies and watched currently as you sputtered around your kitchen. you put the chicken into the oven.

"okay, time to get dressed." you ran towards your bedroom and quickly got changed. you switched from outfit to outfit, "what about this one?" meatball looked sideways as if he was saying no, "no? you don't think so? i don't think so either." you rushed to change into another outfit.

meatball whined, walking out of your bedroom and back into the living room where his scratching post was. you finally decided on an outfit, then made your way back into the kitchen.

the knock on your door caused your heart to beat faster and a pool of worry form in your stomach. you wiped your hands on a towel and answered the door.

you greeted his parent with a bright smile. they greeted you back with a smile almost as big, "oh, you must be y/n."

"yeah, that's me." you smiled, hoping you could hide your nervousness well. you backed away, giving them room to enter your small apartment.

"it smells wonderful in here." his mother hummed, removing her jacket and holding it on her arm.

"yeah, food should be ready any minute. make yourselves at home in the living room. ras, wanna help me with drinks?" you asked, hinting with your eyes that there was really only one answer to that question.

"yes, of course." he nodded, smiling at his parents and following you into the kitchen. "what'd you make?" he asked.

"i feel like i'm gonna pass out," you told him, putting your hands on your knees and putting your head between your legs.

"it smells good." rasmus ignored you.

"like i'm gonna throw up." you groaned softly.

"are you making chicken?" he asked.

"rasmus, i'm gonna shove chicken down your throat." you threatened.

"okay, let's not do that." he told you, finally bending down in front of you, "just breathe. i talk about you a lot, and i promise it's only the good things."

you took a deep breath, "you talk about me?" you asked.

"yeah, you're my best friend." he nodded.

"that makes me feel better," you told him, standing up, and grabbing a few wine glasses.

the night went on perfectly. his parents thoroughly enjoyed the food, and you sent them home with a few to-go boxes of leftovers. as the night came to a close, you began to gather all the plates.

"oh, i'll help." his mother began to stand.

"oh, no. sit. you're a guest." you shook your head.

she looked like she wanted to object, but instead looked over to her son, "i'll help." he stood, grabbing the same plate you were reaching for. a smile flashed across your face and you reached for a different plate.

you waved to the family as they exited your apartment with promises of more food when they come back to visit, "so, what'd you think?" rasmus asked his parents as he drove them back to their apartment.

"she's wonderful." his mother gushed.

"she is quite lovely." his father added.

"good." rasmus nodded.

"now, do you like her?"

"what are you talking about? of course i do. she's my best friend." rasmus chuckled.

"not like that. i see the way you look at each other." his mother smirked.

"well, maybe we do like each other, and maybe we'll admit that to each other."

"we'll see." his mom hummed.

flashforward a year, his parents were back. he was driving them back to your apartment for another promised meal. you opened the door, same as you had done the previous year, and greeted them with the same smile.

"hi, it's so nice to see you again." his mom pulled you into a hug.

"it's so wonderful to see you again, too." his mother beamed.

"we have to do introductions." rasmus announced.

"what are you talking about? we already know each other." his father pointed out.

"i know, but last year you met her as my best friend. this time, i'd like to you to meet my girlfriend."

[matsislander-blog]

can you do rasmus dahlin fluff🤗💕

After about a year of dating, Rasmus invited you out to his home country, sweden. He wanted to show you around the beautiful country, and to show you all of the memories he’d made while growing up. The first day you got there, he took you out to one of his favourite spots, which was the beach. He bought you down to a private section of the beach, where only you and him would be. It was so beautiful, and so romantic. He showed you down the dock where there were a few jet skis, and a boat. After showing you everything, you walked back to your spot at the beach. It had a beautiful canopy bed in the middle of the sand. When you sat down, you noticed a basket sitting in the middle of the bed, and you started to open it. Rasmus had packed a full picnic for the both of you. There was fruit, sandwiches, water, deserts, and even some wine. You looked over at him and he gave you a shy smile. “I packed everything that i knew you liked” he said. “I hope you like it”. “I love it babe, thank you” you say, getting up and wrapping your arms around his waist. “good love” he says, kissing the top of your head. “How about we head out of the jet ski?” he suggests. “that sounds like fun” you say. You both walk over to the dock, his arm wrapped around your shoulder, holding you close to his side. Once you get there, he hands you a life jacket and puts his one. He climbs on first, offering his hand for you when you get one after. You wrap your arms around his waist and hold on to the buckles of his lifejacket. You guys ride around for about half an hour, when you decide to come back and eat some food. YOu both lay down on the bed, the food in-between you and eat in a comfortable silence. Once you’ve finished, he moves everything off of the bed and pulls you closer to him. He pulls you onto his chest and holds you closely there. “im so happy that you’re here” he says to you. “i can’t wait to spend every summer here with you”. “i would love that” you say, smiling to him. His arm wrapped around you in lightly rubbing up and down your arm, and he’s humming along to the music playing off of a speaker into your ear. The sun begins to set and you’re both just laying down, enjoying each others company. suddenly, a song starts to play and it brings him to his feet. He holds his arm out, singling for you to grab it. You sit up, accepting his hand, and he brings you into his chest, swaying slowly. He takes one of your hands in his and he twirls you around, bringing you back tightly into his chest. “this feels so perfect” he mumbles in your hair. “there’s no one id rather be here with”. “thank you for making today so fun” you say, looking up at him. He leans down and kisses you. “I would do anything to make you happy, and see that smile of yours”. you continue to dance slowly, and then then he leads you to the edge of the water. The tide washing over your feet. He continues to walk in, pulling you with him, until he’s about stomach deep, but shoulder deep for you. He lifts you up and you wrap your legs around his waist. He holds you in his arms, rubbing his hands along your thighs. “i wish we could do this forever” you say, tucking your head into his neck. “me too, love. one day we’ll buy a house on the beach, somewhere warm. Do this every night. Even when we’re old.” he says, kissing your shoulder. “promise?” you ask him. He brings his hand out of the water to yours, showing his pinky standing up to you. “Promise. How could i not want to do this every day with the love of my life?”

[hockeyplayerstories]

Rasmus Dahlin | Love That He Is Clingy

### If it’s trash I apologize and don’t be afraid to let me know ;) ###

With everything now packed up and already out to the moving truck, I take a look around the first apartment I owned. Being together for 3 years and friends for more, we decided to move in together so that our situation would be easier to handle. I already lived in Buffalo it was just a coincident. This was a big change well two big changes in both our lives. Not only did Rasmus get drafted to Buffalo but I am also 6 months pregnant. People, especially the media, were surprised when we first told them we were having a baby because of how young we are. Even though it wasn’t planned, we still accept the fact that we made a mistake and we have to take responsibility. A couple of months after we found out, we began to love with the thought of bringing children into the world. Well I already loved the baby we have growing now, it just took Rasmus a little more time which is understandable.

The sound of the apartment door opening is what breaks me from my thoughts/memories, Rasmus walking through and closing it behind him. Turning to look back at me, smiling when we locked eyes and started to walk towards me for a hug. Once in his warm strong arms, the familiar feelings of safety and comfort soothes my nerves about moving to our own house that was about 24 minutes away from the Arena, it was perfect. Adjusting ourselves to be able to see each others faces, I give him a peck and step back, still in his arms with his hands on my arms still looking in his eyes before going back to looking around the apartment. Signing, I say looking at Rasmus “well let’s get going” he smiles and nods his head, walking to me for another hug. Lately he’s been super clingy and cuddly and always wants to hug me which I don’t mind because he is like a big cuddly bear, so I love it. “Okay now lets go” I say after a couple of minutes tapping his back softly, laughing a little. He steps back laughing as well “let’s” he says smiling.

16 minutes is how long of driving from the apartment to the house. I was stuck in my thoughts the whole way there with what to unpack first or what to buy first. It’s a good thing the house isn’t furnished yet but also a hassle because that means we have to move in the furniture, well more like Rasmus has to because he won’t me lift anything not even a pile of blankets, just three thin blankets, nope he won’t. He followed me every in the apartment when we were packing if I didn’t send him off to do other things which he’d do in record time to come and follow me around some more. I loved it yeah but after a while it got annoying, ya know? I mean if it was his choice, he even told me so, that he would hold me in a hug until the baby arrived.

I think when we found out we were having a boy is when he began being a cuddly teddy bear. At night, he would do it on purpose to toss my long pillow, made especially for pregnant women to cuddle, into the closet so that I would just use him as a cuddle pillow which I didn’t pass up because let’s be honest a warm human body is way better than a cold pillow. Although I was comfy and warm, I would apologize in the morning for not only throwing my leg over his but also for drooling on him because he sleeps with no shirt on and in my sleep i’d put my head on his chest like basically half laying on him. He has had to skip hanging with his friends a couple of times because he wouldn’t want to wake me up by moving so he would cancel or tell them to just come over but to be quiet, they even once took a picture of our position and posted it to Instagram which got a whole lot of likes in the matter of an hour.

We are lucky to have chosen to bring the little furniture that we had in the apartment to the new house because we wouldn’t have anything to sit or sleep on. It was such little furniture that it took Rasmus about 45 minutes to place it in the house well actually 30 and then 15 with me telling him where to place everything. It took roughly an hour for everything to be unpacked and placed but by then I was already 45 minutes into binge watching game of thrones when Rasmus finally sat down next to me. It was silent with just the sounds of the TV, our breathing and the sound of children playing in the park across the street. With a smile on my face, I look through the window where we come see the entire playground, I picture our children playing having the time of their lives being care free like the ones that are playing right now.

Rasmus shifting closer to me makes me look back at him and snuggle into him more, melting into him. We both sign in contempt “imagine our children playing and running around here” he says with a smile while looking around “running around in here” I pause looking around the room, I scuff while looking at Rasmus giving a nod towards the window “I’d rather have them run around outside in the park or in the backyard than in here where something could break”. Rasmus nods his head in agreement, giving me his soft look that he knows I love seeing, it makes me think about how amazing he’d be with our children. I know if this little boy has his eyes he would get anything he’d ever want. The feeling of a small foot pushing against my hand that is resting on my bump still surprises me, I make a surprised face while looking down. Rasmus is confused and concerned, like he always is when it happens, asking what’s wrong until I look back up at him with a smile and place his hand where his son’s foot is sticking out. Again like always, he is fascinated and he can’t help but let a few joyful tears go down his face and for me to see this also makes me tear up “there’s really a baby in there” he says in a fascinating voice, I let out a laugh “ yes and he is ours” I reply. For the rest of the day, we just sit and cuddle while talking about what the future holds, his hand still on the bump even when he falls asleep and in his sleep as well.

[thundersstruck]

Wanted -Rasmus Dahlin

A/N: well hello there I’m not dead as you can tell... the mitch imagine I was working on us though. Anyways umm this will be cute and lowkey short probably sorry it took so long

Based off of the song Wanted by Hunter Hayes

My masterlist of all my lowkey crappy writings

Requested: Yes

Warnings: fluff, probably sadness lets be real, swearing, bad plot the usual goodies

Word count: 691

Gif credit: @samgirard

Enjoy!!

(Y/N)’s POV

It wasn’t a good day. The stress of finals and work added up against me and my body leaving me with both a stress breakout and a stress migraine. On top of the stress migraine and breakout I had, was the monthly stabbing in my abdomen but that was almost done so it was the least of my worries. My phone buzzed repeatedly as my boss texted me saying how he wanted the final copy of my story about the boys on his desk tomorrow morning, with little to none errors, but all that was happening was error after error. The messages dinged through my computer distracting me from my article, which was suppose to be a stress reliever from the studying of finals, boy was I wrong.

I hear the front door open and close, then hear Ras’ keys hit the table by the door and his bag hit the floor. Everything was 10 times louder than it was causing me to wince in pain. “Hey baby” He says as he walks into my office, his voice practically booming in my head. “Hey Ras how was your day?” I ask him quietly. “It was okay, practice was good. How was your doll?” He asks as he wraps his arms around me and kisses the top of my head “just fucking peachy.” I whisper “what’s wrong baby girl? Somethings wrong.” He whispers back realizing that I probably have a migraine, given the fact that I haven’t opened my eyes since he came into my office. “Stressed and depressed.” I say, leaning back onto his chest. He grabs my hand and leads me towards the bathroom. My eyes are still closed as he sits me down on the toilet and starts to run the bath. I can hear the tub fill and then the water stop. I hear a plop and in a minute or two the room fills with the scent of lavender. I finally open my eyes and see that Ras has left the room, so I quickly strip and get into the warm bath. I close my eyes once again and hear Ras come back into the room. “Stress migraine?” He asks “yup.” “Can I join you?” “Always.” Even thought my eyes are closed, I know that Ras’ clothes join mine on the floor and he joins me in the tub. He quickly places me in between his legs, my head on his chest and his one hand runs along my arm as the other plays with my hair. We stay quiet and like that for a little bit, maybe no more than 15 minutes and then Ras breaks the silence. “Why are you stressed baby?” He asks “because of finals and my article about you and the boys was suppose to be a stress reliever but it’s just stressing me out even more because I’m useless and can’t even write one sentence without making five mistakes.” I blurt. “That’s not true you’re an amazing writer. That’s why you write for the paper and our website.” He says kissing my head. “Babe I literally wrote the same sentence 5 times and still couldn’t get it right, if that doesn’t scream failure than I don’t know what does.” I sigh. “You are more than that, you aren’t a failure, you’re anything but that. You’re just stressed because of finals and probably sleep deprived.” He justifies. “I’m not wanted by this paper I can tell ugh.” I say looking up into his blue eyes for the first time since he came home. “If you aren’t wanted by the paper than you’re wanted by someone. I heard some people talking and they want to hire you full time to write for the team baby. You’re wanted.” He says. I turn to him and lightly press my lips against his. “I love you Raspberry, more than you’ll ever know.” I whisper with a smile. “I love you too baby, too the moon and back, I’d give you all the stars if I could.” He smiles back before kissing me again. “You’re wanted baby, just know that.” He says “you’re always wanted by me.”

[washingtoncapricorns]

Home is about the people, not the place. (Rasmus Dahlin Fluff)

Hey y’all! I’m being super productive this week, lol. Anyway, this request has been on my list for a while becuase I had no clue how to write it. On monday, I got an idea and started this and I finished it tonight. Sorry for the delay in this one, fluff is way harder for me to write. Enjoy!

When your father is the assistant coach of the Buffalo Sabres, you get roped into a bunch of things. I was the youngest of four, the only girl. So to say that my house was slightly insane would be an understatement. I was going to University of Buffalo because my Dad wanted me to stay close to home.

There were some perks though. I was the unofficial welcome rookie friend. Any rookies on the team were immediately sent to me. I had to say it was very fun. I got to make a lot of really good friends and be around the sport that I loved. I had been doing this since I was 16 and I never really wanted to stop.

Jack Eichel was the first rookie I acclimated to buffalo. Jack was an American already so he was one of the easiest ones to settle in. He had become my best friend. He was like a much nicer older brother who I could talk to about anything. The past three years, Jack was there for me during my first heartbreak, graduation, and starting my freshman year of college.

My entire family flew down to Dallas for the draft. With the first draft pick, I already knew we were selecting the young, talented Rasmus Dahlin. I was very excited to take him under my wing. Throughout the weekend, I had been a part of all the interviews and conversations with the prospects. My dad and the rest of the coaching staff liked to have me around to judge how the guys would be with female staff members. I was also there to ease the nerves of the players by relating to them.

Rasmus was shy. That was not an understatement. I knew that I was going to have to get him out of his shell. After we officially picked him, I was tasked with making him feel welcome in the Sabres family. The two of us went out for breakfast the next morning to try to get to know each other.

The smile on his face from ear to ear when I knocked on his hotel room door brightened my day immediately. I was surprised to have his mom already hugging me and thanking me for taking such good care of her son already.  

I really enjoyed Rasmus’ company. He was very polite and made me smile. I knew I was in for it with this boy. I had never really had a crush on any of the other rookies I took in, but I had a feeling Rasmus was going to be my downfall. We were very close in age, me being about 9 months older.

The next week back home, it was time for development camp. Alex Nylander always liked to flirt with me. Rasmus didn’t seem to be taking that very well, judging by the scowl on his face. After the first day of camp, I took Rasmus and a few of the other rookies out to see Buffalo. A few of the boys were staying at my house and most of the others were with other team members or coach’s houses.

I had roped my father into letting Rasmus stay with us, since we had the other Swedes. It was a huge fun slumber party. At about 2 am the second night, I heard a knock at my bedroom door.

“Can I come in?” Rasmus whispered.

“Sure,” I said groggily.

“I can’t sleep,” he said softly. “I’m homesick.”

“Come ‘ere,” I said lifting my sheets inviting him in. “Come cuddle, it will make you feel better.”

“Thanks, Y/N,” he said snuggling up. “I really appreciate you taking me in and making me feel comfortable.”

“Of course,” I said yawning.

My alarm woke us up at 6 am blaring and waking me from my warm slumber. Rasmus was wrapped around my body like a koala bear.

“I think I might need you around during the season,” he giggled. “You make me feel at home.”

“I’m glad,” I smiled. “Just don’t let my dad find out. I’ll have my own apartment by the time the season starts so you are always welcome to come and make yourself at home.”

The rest of the week of development camp, Rasmus and I grew closer. His number was saved in my phone as Raspberry Darlin. Every night of the camp, he found his way into my bed. I couldn’t complain because I was always cold and Rasmus was like a giant blanket.

As camp came to a close, most of the other players staying in our house packed up to go home. I knew before the public, or even Rasmus himself, that we were officially signing him to play in buffalo this upcoming season. A few of the others we were signing like Alex Nylander and Casey Mittlestadt were also sticking around. The plan was to find them a place to stay with an older player or one of the coaches so we knew they would be taken care of.  It was looking like we were going to move all the rookies into their own apartment. Someone was going to have to cook for the poor boys, lord knows they can’t manage on their own.

The prospects we were signing were all invited to the practice rink for an official signing and celebration. I was a bit sad because this meant that Rasmus would soon be leaving for the summer. I was not looking forward to that.

After all the celebrations, Rasmus pulled me aside.

“I just wanted to thank you for making Buffalo feel like home,” he whispered.

“Home is about the people, not the place,” I replied with a smile. “I might be a bit forward in suggesting this but, I want to see where this relationship will take us. I really like you and I think we should try us out, only if you want.”

“I would love that,” Rasmus replied with a small smirk.

[hockeygossip101]

i just recently got onto raya.. it's not all it's brought up to be.. you rarely match with anybody unless they're in your area. I've matched with one of the Toronto Maple Leafs when i was i Toronto and i've matched with Rasmus Dahlin in buffalo when i was there for a family gathering... it's very boring lol

Thank you so much for the honest opinion about Raya! I can imagine how rare it must be to actually match with someone good because of big the whole thing is.

[pucking-rare]

pucking rare masterlist 2019

below the cut are all the fics added to the pucking rare collection 2019, sorted by team/relationship. thanks everyone who wrote, beta’d, left prompts and in any way contributed to this year’s collection!

fyi: fics are sorted by who was on what team prior to 1 july because trying to keep track of who is on what team is beyond our capabilities right now.

BOSTON BRUINS

Anders Bjork/Matt Grzelcyk/Charlie McAvoy; Anders Bjork/Charlie McAvoy

something worth holding onto by cjmasim 

Anders turns over to face away from Charlie. It really doesn't matter how Charlie would react to him being aromantic. He's not going to come out to him just based on a random thought. There's no evidence whatsoever that Charlie likes him like that. If he did, he'd at least try to sleep in the same bed, Anders is sure.

It was a good hookup, and Charlie wants to do it again. Anders wants to do it again. So they'll do it again, and that's all they'll do. If it gets out of hand, well, he can deal with that when it happens.

Marcus Johansson & Brad Marchand

A 1000 Ways by onlypartly (foreverkneeld) 

Marcus Johansson finally gets an apology from Brad Marchand. Sort of.

BUFFALO SABRES

Rasmus Dahlin/Casey Mittelstadt; Rasmus Dahlin/Victor Olofsson

bloom by eichart

Ras doesn’t mean to keep buying plants for each and every one of his teammates, but he does, creating little explosions of green and orange and purple around the apartment. It’s his nature to look after them, to know when something’s wrong, so he will.

This team: he loves them.

This city: it’s special.

Jake McCabe/Rasmus Ristolainen

emptiness to melody by rawrimmapanda 

Jake knew that the random sore spots were something. He just didn't know what from exactly. After a trip to the doctor he sets off on a mission to find out who is soulmate is.

Bits of You on Me by eafay70 

Three times Jake's soulmate left him injured, and one time Jake was the one to blame.

CALGARY FLAMES

Johnny Gaudreau/Matthew Tkachuk

sealed with a kiss by iknewhim

“You want me,” Chucky drawls, “To kiss you for hockey.”

Elias Lindholm/David Rittich

We’ve Come Too Far, To Give Up Who We Are by Aer

David’s life has taken more than a few twists and turns over the years, but he’s always been able to see them coming, to some extent.

He never would have seen Elias coming in a million years.

COLORADO AVALANCHE

Tyson Barrie/Tyson Jost

soft shines through by somehowunbroken 

Defensemen have to marry forwards. It's a rule, and Tyson's been putting it off for longer than he should've, and now he needs to marry someone before the season starts or he won't be able to play.

Enter Tyson Jost.

J. T. Compher/Tyson Jost/Alexander Kerfoot; J. T. Compher/Tyson Jost

no regrets, just love by ancientdeceiver

The kiss, in the end, is just one friend helping out another friend.

Tyson Jost/Colin Wilson

bring your good times and your laughter too by somehowunbroken 

Sure, the stuffed pink rabbit and balloons had been funny, but it's Tyson's birthday. Colin's maybe in the mood to give him whatever he asks for.

DALLAS STARS

Miro Heiskanen/Roope Hintz

round one, round two by ghosthunter

“Are you nervous?” Miro asks, reaching out and tugging Roope’s thumb from between his lips.

“Are you not?” Roope asks him, his voice quiet. Miro grins at him.

(maybe it's the finnish summer) got me seeing stars when I'm with you by up_and_away 

After they get eliminated, Miro can't bring himself to go home and face his parents' sympathy. He goes home with Roope instead, and finds a way to exhale.

keep it subliminal by carissima

Miro smothers a yawn and opens his door. Roope’s standing there with two coffees and an expression that matches his own mood.

when it hits you by carissima 

And that’s the precise moment he realizes that he may, in fact, have a Miro-sized problem.

MINNESOTA WILD

Mikko Koivu/Zach Parise

You Know My Words (Look Up the Name) by sleeperservice

Zach's soulmark shows up during his rookie season after a game against the Wild. Nobody told him it would take years to find out who else had one show up that night.

NEW JERSEY DEVILS

Taylor Hall/Nico Hischier/Jack Hughes

I won't hesitate for you by theshipstorulethemallwrites 

To be 29 years old, made the playoffs once and be a virgin was not in plans for Taylor Hall. Neither was falling for his, much, younger teammates. Yes, there's a plural in that last word, stop judging.

NEW YORK ISLANDERS

Mikhail Grabovski/Nikolay Kulemin

Windows by blueorangecrush

Kolya's grandmother used to say that dreams were windows into other worlds.

Anders Lee/Devon Toews

I’m on your clock, you’re in control by Mooresomore 

"Breaking up is hard to do...especially when you're not out to the team and you can't let anyone know about it (or that it's over). It really sucks too when you still want the person, but they want nothing to do with you." Mat had never thought those words would apply to him, but here he was.

NEW YORK RANGERS

Brady Skjei/Jimmy Vesey

we’re never gonna win the world by skjei 

Jimmy doesn’t want to die.

(or, jimmy vesey signs with the new york rangers and his live changes more than it ever has).

PHILADELPHIA FLYERS

Carter Hart/Nolan Patrick/Travis Konecny

Hens and Chicks by Hock_hug 

Travis Konecny can’t make coffee

Carter Hart/Claude Giroux/Danny Briere

Shining bright to see what you could truly be by Mooresomore

Just a fluffy look into the life of Carter, Claude, Danny, and their family.

Travis Konecny/Nolan Patrick

dumbasses in love by andersens

“So, I talked to Lawson, and it turns out he does think we’re dating.”

“I told you,” Nolan says.

“Yeah and see the thing is, I was gonna tell him he’s wrong. But then he started going on and on about how proud of me he is and how happy. And he was looking at me with his stupid Lawson face with his stupid Lawson smile and I just...I couldn’t tell him he was wrong.”

say that you're into me, let me know how it'll be (if you don't know, just say so) by haruspexes 

Really, the wedding is the thing that sets it all off. Someone self-aware might say it started way before the wedding but Travis has always been a little suspicious about that whole know-thyself thing. So, it starts on an otherwise unremarkable Tuesday afternoon.

***

“Anyways, you know I’m the best wedding date you could get on such short notice,” Travis fires off. It’s a pretty weak chirp, but the chance to say something is just too good to pass up.

“Yeah.” Nolan nods where Travis was half expecting him to argue.

take down some summer time by manybumblebees

Summer is lake days and fishing and coolers full of beer, the boat kicking up spray in its wake, and Nolan coming to stand next to him on the deck in his too-short shorts, holding his forearm next to TK’s and complaining about his Irish skin, which burns and freckles but never tans.

Or: summer makes TK stupid.

trouble's gonna follow (where i go) by carissima 

The first thing Travis learns about Nolan is that he can’t tie a fucking tie.

Travis Konecny/Nolan Patrick; Carter Hart/Nolan Patrick; Carter Hart/Travis Konecny/Nolan Patrick; Lawson Crouse/Travis Konecny; Nico Hischier/Nolan Patrick

kiss me & take off your clothes by ghosthunter

“You’re so sexy in the morning, God,” TK says.

“I’m sexy all the time,” Nolan says. “That’s why I make the big bucks.”

SAN JOSE SHARKS

Tomas Hertl/Tommy Wingels

blame it, blame it by frausorge

Olive juice? That sounds disgusting.

TAMPA BAY LIGHTNING

Anthony Cirelli/Mikhail Sergachev

Once Smitten by verbaeghe 

It isn’t that Tony’s expecting Misha to already be in their dorm room when he arrives per se, it’s just. Well, it’s junior year, classes start tomorrow, and Misha still hasn’t managed an on-time arrival yet. At least he’s consistent.

A Tale of Courtship by Sugarchev, verbaeghe

“Marriage,” King Anton repeats to a slack-jawed Tony. “The council agrees, it’s time we secure our alliances.”

The King’s cabinet falls silent. Stamkos purses his lips, while Victor pretends to notice something out the window. Cally and McDonagh glue their eyes to the tactical map sprawled across the table and Misha…he should sit down before his legs give out.

Anthony Cirelli/Mikhail Sergachev; Braydon Coburn/Slater Koekkoek

How to Train Your Partner 101 by darkone 

Tony’s previous partner retired a month ago and he’s been anxiously awaiting a new one. He’s tired of going on missions with other well established teams because it makes him feel like a third wheel.

Braydon Coburn/Slater Koekkoek

Yours by Lecavayay

He takes Slater’s wrist, holds it to his lips like the name there is his and not some other Braydon waiting for the man in his bed to find him.

Tyler Johnson/Ondrej Palat

The Playboy of Central New York by blueorangecrush 

Tyler just wanted to be a semi-anonymous graduate student, not the funder of a biotech startup with his old money inheritance.

He thought he'd meet a girl who didn't know or care about his money. He was wrong about the "girl" part.

Cedric Paquette/Louis Domingue; Alex Killorn/Andrej Sustr; Jake Dotchin/Yanni Gourde

I Could Stay Here Forever by TylerAndAlexAndCeddyOhMy 

Ceddy and Louis were fall in love while studying abroad

“We should go to Italy!” Yanni yelled. 

“You just want to sleep with Italian guys,” Louis groaned. “We should go to France. The museums! Imagine all the history!” 

“Yeah! Because there is ZERO fucking history in ITALY, you huge fucking moron,” Yanni yelled at Louis. 

“You aren’t even interested in history! You’re interested in dick!” Louis countered. 

“Yes,” Yanni screamed stomping toward his room. “Big Italian dick!” With that he slammed his door.

TORONTO MAPLE LEAFS

Frederik Andersen/Auston Matthews/Morgan Rielly

Filled Up by eyeslikeonyx

When Auston pictured going on vacation with Freddie and Mo during the bye week, he was expecting to have fun in their hotel room, obviously. He knows Mitch is most likely getting railed on his own trip with Marty and Cees if the suggestive snaps from the night before are any indicator. Auston has been waiting for this trip for a while now, and he’s excited to finally relax and get some much needed sun. He doesn’t want to just have sex the entire time he’s on vacation.

He should have known his body would betray him the moment he, Mo, and Freddie actually made it to their resort suite.

Kyle Dubas/William Nylander

The Lace in Your Dress by elenajames 

There’s a garment box on their bed when Willy gets home.

You’re my golden hour by mozartspiano 

Kyle's condo is terrible. William helps him find a house.

This One’s For You by theshipstorulethemallwrites 

Since his father’s death in a classified military accident, William Nylander has always had a nagging feeling in the back of his mind that he could be more. And then he gets in trouble in a way that he can’t get out of.

Enter Kingsman

Enter Kyle Dubas

I Hope You Lie by dizzzylu 

"You think that we don't notice?" William asks. "How you take care of us, how you take the blame for us. We notice, Kyle. I notice."

Nazem Kadri/Mitch Marner; Nazem Kadri/Mitch Marner/John Tavares

Knights by eden22 

London Knights are always proprietary with each other.

Mitch Marner/John Tavares

A Monster Under the Bed by eyeslikeonyx 

On the morning of November 9, 1973, Good Hope Sheriff John Tavares is the third man to pull up to the banks of Lake Perry where a body has been found. Principal Patrick Marleau of Good Hope High School was the first, and Deputy Sheriff Morgan Reilly was the second.

Mitch Marner/William Nylander

You Brought Out The Best In Me by Bluejay141519 

Mitch is the sun and Willy's been in the shadows since the day Mitch was drafted. That doesn't mean he loves Mitch any less.

William Nylander/Andreas Johnsson

facts of life (it’s i and love and you) by florabee 

some things change and some things don't. the most set-in-stone fact in andreas's life is this: he loves willy and willy loves him

VANCOUVER CANUCKS

Brock Boeser/Elias Pettersson

boy with love by lilcrickee 

“Oh no,” Brock murmurs, the reality of the situation sinking in. It’s 11 o’clock in the middle of the offseason and he’s holding a baby. The baby is his. Brock is 22 and has a baby and the mother has run off to work on a cruise ship.

Elias Pettersson/Jacob Markstrom

Waiting Tied and Bound by Sister_Grimm 

Jacob knows exactly how to take Elias apart every time

WINNIPEG JETS

Nikolaj Ehlers/Patrik Laine

make my heart sparkle like champagne by softEldritch (assbutts) 

Hey, Niky,” he says slowly, enunciating it carefully so he doesn’t somehow mess up the words, “what if we do get married this summer?”

Turns out there’s a lot more to a wedding than just showing up, saying a few words and putting on some rings.

Adam Lowry/Brandon Tanev

while all his body trembled by onlypartly (foreverkneeld) 

(407): It's very finicky. Like baking. or BDSM.

mixer attachments by snailmailed

“It’s a KitchenAid. You have the same one. Are you feeling okay?” He added when Brandon continued to stare at his brand new mixer.

Brandon blinked. “Yeah dude, I know what it is.”

“Okay well it didn’t seem like -”

“I know what it is! Obviously.” Brandon huffed.

(Adam buys his own KitchenAid, Brandon doesn't take it well.)

FORMER/INTERNATIONAL TEAMMATES

Nazem Kadri/James Van Riemsdyk

hit me with that by landofpromise 

Nazem isn’t sure what to think when James’ name appears on his screen.

Mathew Barzal/Thomas Chabot

careless with my heart again by aimerai 

Mat looks at Chabby, actually looks at him, and wants to kiss him. This is not a new thought, nor is it particularly damning. Mat wants to make him fall apart, and that’s fine, too. But wanting to smooth out the faint wrinkle of his brow and uncoil the tension from his shoulders is a line he can’t cross. Wanting Chabby to go back to the person he was when he was asleep, carefree, is not something he is allowed. Staying the night was a detour; staying in bed was a mistake, and yet, Mat can’t bring himself to regret it. Some things are an inevitability; this may not be one of them, but Mat thinks he’d have chosen to land here anyway. Even if it’s going to hurt, even as he’s trying to pull himself out of one of the biggest hurts he’s ever had.

Anthony Cirelli/Taylor Raddysh

It Started Out With a Kiss (Or: How It Ended Up Like This) by love_stella 

“Who was that?” Misha asks, cutting him off.

“It was no one, don’t worry about it,” Tony tries to say, knowing damn well it’s going to be impossible to get them to stop now that they’ve started.

“No no no, that wasn’t no one,” Misha says, “You don’t just walk up and kiss no one.”

Anthony Cirelli/Taylor Raddysh/Mitchell Stephens

Magnolia by love_stella 

What catches his eye is a hint of blue floating around the water, but before he can reach his hand in to check he’s hit with another coughing fit, only this time he’s able to catch most of the petals in his palms so he can inspect them to make sure his eyes aren’t tricking him. Surely enough, Taylor didn’t even cough up any of Tony’s flower this time, the petals he’s holding are shorter and a pale blue that Taylor might find beautiful if they didn’t just come out of his lungs.

Eric Comrie/Chase De Leo

Trying To Get That Feeling Again by Mooresomore 

Chase and Eric had been together and things were perfect. What happened when Chase got traded to the Ducks changed all that. Can they find what was missing?

Dante Fabbro/Tyson Jost

all these songs of love by somehowunbroken 

Dante's an aspiring musician, so he'll take whatever help he can get, including a boy in 

his dreams who helps him write his music. Everything's going fine until he looks up during a show and sees that boy in the crowd.

Alexandre Fortin/Jeremy Lauzon/Philippe Myers

this doesn’t look that much different from home by aimerai 

Alex is born somewhere between a hope and a dream, made more of magic than of DNA. He’s not quite a changeling child, but the first time he watches Pinocchio, he cries and cries and can’t stop, until he feels like he’s going to throw up with each hitching breath. It feels too similar, and he’s always known what he is.

Or, the moments that make a homecoming.

Marcus Johansson/Evgeny Kuznetsov

putting broken pieces back in place by ghosthunter 

“Evgeny Evgenyvich,” the stranger says.

“Huh?” Zhenya asks, confused. He stops to look up into the black space where a face should be.

“What would you give,” the stranger asks.

“For what?” Zhenya asks. He considers continuing walking, but he can’t. He considers running, but he can’t do that either. He thinks these things, but his body won’t do them.

“For what you want,” the stranger says to him.

Auston Matthews/Patrick Kane

Half in the shadows, half burned in flames by Caivallon 

Between night and day. In this strange endless twilight between yesterday and tomorrow when everything is possible.

They have played a game. A tempting and thrilling game.

Nathan MacKinnon/Mitch Marner

Pine your way to China by Aderam

In which our hero is surprisingly good at talking about it, but not to the right person.

AKA hockey boys are dumb, but we like them anyway.

William Nylander/David Pastrnak

Love and Marriage by blindbatalex 

“Yeah I got married and didn’t tell any of you,” David deadpans before it’s too late, finally able to form words, and there is a moment when it goes so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

WOMEN’S HOCKEY

Taylor Crosby/Amanda Kessel

run it, run it (like a girl) by ghosthunter 

Hockey analysts will make a rivalry out of anything. And if it’s not the analysts, then it’s the media. All they really had in common was they went to the same school and play the same sport.

OTHERS

Leon Draisaitl/Connor McDavid/Dylan Strome

ain't nothing like them summer nights by liroa15 

Connor's got one boyfriend for home and one boyfriend for away, and somehow they're all making it work. Together. Away from it all.

Alexander Ovechkin/Tyler Seguin; Nicklas Backstrom/Tyler Seguin

Icebreaker by myrthrilmercury

Throughout the league, Alexander Ovechkin is known as "Icebreaker" for his prowess at training the brattiest and most stubborn subs. His latest assignment is to transform the rude, rebellious Tyler Seguin into an obedient submissive willing to do anything commanded.

Sidney Crosby/Travis Konecny; Sidney Crosby & Marc-Andre Fleury

Forever in a Minute by elenajames

Sid lets the league send an alpha match for his heat, and he's not prepared for who they pick.

[toasttt11]

coffee

December 17, 2019

Carina was in line waiting for her coffee shene she heard a voice calling her name, a voice she remembered, she turned her head seeing Joseph standing there with a smile.

“Hi Knies.” Joseph lopsidedly grinned as he walked over excited, he hasn’t seen Carina since the Last WJC in January 2018, it’s almost been two years since he last saw her and she has only gotten more beautiful.

“Hi.” Carina bluntly replied with a nod, all she could think is that he looks good. Joseph smiled even more having missed her being blunt.

“Let me guess black coffee with two extra espresso.” Joseph teased her with a large smile.

Carina slowly nodded pursing her lips slightly.

Joseph let out a fond breath, he’s glad he ran into her.

Carina heard her name being called and she grabbed her coffee and another was set down next to her was Joseph’s. Carina walked to an empty table and knew Jospeh was following her, she sat down and gestured to the seat in front of her, Joseph smiled and sat down.

“Caramel latte with extra caramel and whip cream.” Carina spoke as she looked at her window watching the snow fall in Toronto.

Joseph blinked looking shocked that she remembered his coffee order, “You remember?”

Carina looked away from the window and to him “Hard to forget.” Carina spoke watching as Joseph cheeks turned a light pink and all she wanted was to make his cheeks turn pink again. Carina also remembered how hard is to try and forgot about Joseph no matter how much she tried she couldn’t forgot the little ball of sunshine.

“Are you liking Buffalo?” Joseph questioned tilting his head in curiosity.

Carina hummed, “I like it to be warmer.” Carina told him making Joseph let out a laugh not surprised at all knowing how much Carina hates the cold.

“Toronto?” Carina questioned back knowing Joseph had finished college in march and joined the AHL team in Toronto.

“It’s nice, i like the weather and the guys are all great.” Joseph smiled softly at his long time crush and someone he would consider a good friend.

“Good.” Carina nodded knowing that if any deserved to be happy it was Joseph.

“You have game today.” Joseph asked her looking at her for confirmation.

“Yeah.” Carina replied drinking her coffee, and feeling it warming up her hands.

“Want a ticket?” Carina asked nonchalantly looking back out the window.

“You want me to go?” Joseph eyes widen in shock before he smiled softly at her.

“Sure.” Carina shrugged looking nonchalant but she was a little nervous.

“Then i would love to go.” Joseph grinned happily watching as Carina looked back at him and he could see the slight hint of a smile gracing her face that she was trying to hide.

“Cool.” Carina nodded acting as it didn’t faze her, “I’ll send you the tickets.” Carina nodded.

Joseph just fondly shook his head with a very fond smile, “You want more?” Joseph asked her gesturing to her empty coffee mug.

Carina looked at Joseph slightly hesitant but nodded and pushed the mug towards him trying not to flinch as his fingers brushed against hers.

“I’ll be back.” Joseph picked up the two mugs heading to the counter, Carina watched him leave and kept her eye on him as he waited at the counter.

Carina fiddled with the ring on her finger as she watched him, confused with her feelings.

Carina pulled her phone out and got the ticket for Joseph pretty quickly and sent the ticket to him.

Joseph walked back with two cups and lids so they could take it to go, he set the cup in front of her and sat back down.

“Thank you.” Carina mumbled as she picked her cup back up.

“Of course.” Joseph smiled softly back, “I’m assuming you need to get going?” Jospeh asked, he knew there was a few hours until the game but figured she needed to get to the hotel and change.

“Yeah.” Carina nodded and stood up, Joseph stood up as well, “I sent you the ticket.” Cairna nodded and turned around walking away.

“I’ll see you later Knies.” Joseph fondly called back watching her walk away, he smiled shaking his head.

Carina headed back to her hotel and up to her room, she put on a pair of black pinstripe trousers, a purple sweater, a black coat and her black doc martens.

Carina walked down to the lobby sitting down next to Linus waiting for the bus.

Carina was waiting for Tage to get called back up so they could play together again and be in the same city.

Carina walked into the bus sitting at the window seat looking at the window as they drove to the Maple Leafs Arena.

Carina headed into the arena and started getting dressed for warm ups, and started warming up with her team before they got all their equipment on for the ice and started warming up on the ice.

The leafs wine 5-3 but Carina played a good game, with a goal and two assists.

She took a shower quickly and dressed and was one of the first out of the locker room seeing Joseph waiting outside the locker room.

“Good game Ina.” Jospeh smiled as she walked up to him, he thought that purple was her color and the sweater was very beautiful on her.

“Ina?” Carina titled her head looking up at him. She’s never heard anyone ever call her that name before.

“Everyone has their own nickname for you and i thought it was time for me to have one, if you are okay with that if you aren’t then i won’t.” Joseph blushed sheepishly smiling as he explained and started rambling worried.

Carina shook her head and lightly put her hand on his arm, “It’s okay.” Carina interrupted him and took her hand on his arm.

Jospeh’s frowned slighty at her not touching him anymore but also knew it was very big step that she willingly touched him off ice.

“It’s cool.” Carina nodded and gave him a very faint smile before shaking her head, “You hungry.”

“I could eat.” Joseph’s cheeks were pink from getting her to smile at him.

Carina nodded and started walking knowing that Jospeh will always follow her.

[andrewuttaro]

New Look Sabres: GM 41 - TBL - Warm Bodies

6-4 Regulation Loss

The season is now halfway over. It’s also got halfway to go. I suppose it’s a glass half full, half empty kinda situation. I imagine the first half of this season has evoked some pretty strong feelings along those lines of optimism and pessimism one way or the other. There’s a lot to unpack there and Midseason Thoughts will be out tomorrow so read that. This is only going to be an incomplete lookback on the first half that was. After all, there was a New Year’s Eve game last night and a big narrative coming into that game. Jeff Skinner got injured in one of the games against Boston and here we find ourselves once again down another forward. And here comes the snide remarks about the surplus of defenseman that don’t really help the problem with forwards dropping like flies. Well guess what: I’m there. I’m ready to be mad about this shit too! It’s January when you’re reading this. January 2020! Jason Botterill was hired in May 2017. He’s closing in on three years on the job. Sure he didn’t get the coaching choice right the first go around and we restarted the rebuild and yatta yatta yatta; but how has Rebuild 2.0 gone so… uh… terribly? There were poultry changes in summer 2018 after the accidentally super shit season that got us Rasmus Dahlin and then in 2019… uh… he moved out Nylander for Jokiharju. You can’t look past the Jeff Skinner trade and signing, the risk and reward of that, but barring the Henri Jokiharju trade that was far and away his best move. The defense is changed but the forward ranks are… actually remarkably similar to Dan Blysma’s last game behind the bench. That whole conversation was brewing and then came the Skinner injury. The Sabres are now the furthest out of a playoff spot they’ve been all season at five points back. That’s something we’ll talk about in Midseason thoughts. The team was up and down in the first half but mostly down. Meanwhile everyone is sorta thinking one move for a top six forward saves the day. True or not we were hungry for a move when… *drum roll*… Rochester American Dalton Smith is signed to a two-way contract so he can be called up to the NHL… uh… say what now?

This is literally the kinda thing you joke about a lazy General Manager doing. At first glance he’s just a goon you’re signing for the kinda things boomers dribble about on Facebook: he’ll bring grit to a roster the Coach and GM say doesn’t need any more grit! Smith wasn’t at Training Camp you see! His game is improved dramatically you see! He’s got… lots of penalty minutes in the AHL! Okay, I give up. I don’t know what they’re doing now. If you’re going to tell me with a straight face Smith was brought up as a Skinner replacement I guess I’ll agree he is in fact a warm body. This is just a team of Jack Eichel and a bunch of warm bodies right now anyway, eh? The most logical answer is a very unwelcomed one: the idea he was brought in to “take care of unfinished business” with the Tampa Bay Lightning. That is, the Sabres needed a guy to avenge the Dahlin injury back in November. So we used up a contract on a guy to come up from the A to punch Erik Cernak in the face? Is that the plan? Look Jason, we understand trades maybe risky, but we’d prefer you make one before going with the lowest common denominator within the organization. Remember a dozen games back or so when I theorized it was never the plan for the team to make the playoffs this season? I put together some pieces including the opinion of John Vogl who said exactly this. The huge salary opening this summer allow a lot of room for movement… but they’re also somehow in cap hell too? Is that what’s stopping you from taking this season seriously, Jason? The theory is basically confirmed now and I’m not going to lie: I am very turned off by it all. Other NHL clubs should take note: this is how you turn off your fanbase. You’re already on a pretty ugly skid? Make a really bad roster move when the obvious choice is clear as day for all to see and make it about fighting. Honestly, who was dying to see Dalton Smith fight Erik Cernak? Whose opinion of this club’s season is now changing because of him skating four shifts all game and almost getting into a scuffle? We even got a video of Cernak getting fighting pointers from a teammate at the Bolts practice! You have one of the most talented rosters of the decade coming to town for a New Year’s Eve game your billing as a big deal and you’re intending to give them a punching match? To top it all off about an hour before puck drop Joe Yerdon at the Athletic broke the news that Evan Rodrigues asked for a trade upping that number to three players who want out. Summer 2019 Sabres twitter would have gone to Defcon 5 with that news but five months without a GM has made us cold, hopeless husks. On that cheerful note, let’s do that hockey!

To be clear I am not, nor have I ever been a hockey player. Anyone who makes the NHL, even for a single game like Dalton Smith, is a better athlete than I will ever be. Each and every player on that ice could murder me quite easily. However what unfolded in the first and third periods of this game was a glorified badminton match. The shots were 10-3 in favor of Buffalo in the first, but the game did not even kinda look that way. At least two of those Bolts shots were off the post, the team MVP candidate hot on Jack Eichel’s heels. Ding-Ding-Ding. The Sabres got another impotent powerplay early on after Steven Stamkos tripped Eichel. Ralph Krueger did a very interesting interview this morning on WGR550 where he was asked about the lackluster powerplay. One quote sticks out: “Whether we score or not [on the powerplay] is irrelevant.” There is very little additional context needed, that’s the quote. He was making a point about how even fruitless powerplay help team confidence 5 on 5. I’m no hockey coach either but… uh… I think that’s some motivational bullshit, Ralph. Luckily I didn’t actually rear end the car ahead of me in the Tim Hortons drive thru when I heard that line. The slight edge the home team developed in this game became apparent late in the first and the Sabres got a goal almost by accident. Curtis Lazar peeled a puck off the Lightning as they attempted to exit the zone and shot it over to Conor Sheary. Sheary, tardy on getting out of the zone evidently, almost one-timed it and the shot snuck past Andrei Vasilevskiy to put Buffalo up 1-0.

Steven Stamkos and Jack Eichel both had shocking misses in the first; like wow, you had the whole net and didn’t get it in kinda misses. Both visibly realized their mistakes. In the second period Conor Sheary got an early assist when he put the puck on net where Marcus Johansson edged the puck in. All of the sudden the Sabres were up 2-0 and I doubt many of those assembled in Key Bank Arena thought this would be the way it would go based off everything going on off ice. Linus Ullmark and a tough defensive scheme wouldn’t hold up forever and almost inevitably Andrei Palat shot one in five hole. The powerplay goal for Tampa felt as mocking as it did inevitable. But then somewhere deep down in this team they revived the clap-back energy, just for a little bit. A minute later Jimmy Vesey takes the puck over after a fortuitous bounce and gets his first goal since the dawn of time. If you took even a minute to be shocked you’d be forgiven but you’d miss Jake McCabe doing what Dalton Smith got an NHL contract for: fighting! McCabe got into a bloody boxing match with Andrei Sergachev after a hit on Eichel he took issue with. To be fair to the cavemen not reading this, Dalton Smith did have a little spat with a player in a white jersey earlier in the period, but McCabe was the one who really brought your almighty grit. The lengthy penalty record now somehow put the Sabres on the penalty kill. Enter Jack Eichel stripping a Tampa forward on a botched pass before charging down the ice, undressing two defenseman and a goalie to backhand it in for the 4-1 lead and a shorthanded goal. That was at about the halfway point of the game. That beautiful Jack Eichel goal that will certainly be in the season highlight reel… was halfway through this game. Before the second period ended the disaster would begin: five unanswered goals started with another powerplay goal for Alex Killorn followed by Tyler Johnson snipe about three minutes later. The second period ended 4-3 Buffalo. The game would end 6-4 Tampa. The Lightning completed their season sweep of the Sabres in a comeback fitting of the next level shitty decade this club just concluded. Shattenkirk, Killorn again and then Anthony Cirelli with an empty netter, I’m not going to torture you with the details, it’s easy to imagine how that went just off experience.

Like, comment and share this blog. Tomorrow we’ll be discussing the first half of the season in Midseason Thoughts. We’ll be looking ahead to the back 41 games as well although it seems very clear they don’t matter to the Front Office. This club is within spitting distance of a playoff spot and are posturing to try and get further off by the end of the month. When I say this team is a collection of warm bodies and Jack Eichel, I mean it! I think I speak for a large swath of this fanbase when I say I’ve lost confidence. A move was necessary six months ago, but it never came. Sure I still like the Coach but if he’s going to pass off motivational smart talk as a definitive strategy for a hockey team to win enough games to make the postseason even he is going to lose me at some point! Tomorrow we get Edmonton coming to town and I doubt they’ll succumb to the Sabres quite as easily as last time. I have no more confidence in this club and honestly I feel like they’ll need to win us back when there is a playoff team in town! Well… that’s all folks. Happy New Year! Talk to you tomorrow. Let’s Go Buffalo!

Thanks for Reading.

P.S. The Winter Classic was fun this year. I wish somebody had told me Dallas and Nashville hated each other two years ago.

[sergeifyodorov]

SO curious 2 know if the rasmus "i fucking hate him" dahlin comment in ur newest fic re: jack eichel had any real life corollary

sincerely, from not a sabres fan but might just be after ur fic!

so i WILL preface this by stating that eichel very much was a victim of circumstance -- sure, he was the second-most touted prospect in his draft class by some margin (the tier list went: mcdavid-eichel-strome and marner were seen as about the same tier) but it was made fairly clear that the sabres' management group at the time didn't want him. they wanted mcdavid and were pissed they didn't get him. can only imagine what it's like to live your nhl dream only to be immediately told you weren't wanted.

that being said, the time of his captaincy in buffalo was said to be... how do i put this. a Miserable Fucking Experience for literally everyone involved. ryan o'reilly, for example, was a sabre for three years overlapping with the start of eichel's captaincy, and during his time there almost completely lost his passion for the sport. ROR is one example, but there are multiple reports like this from sabres who were sabres for any length of time at all during the eichel days.

the sabres seem to be in a much better headspace now that he's gone -- not that they're a great team, but they seem to like each other -- so that's good! but it's still probable (although im not a sabres fan so take this all with a grain of salt) that sabres who were there during the eichel years, eg dahlin, wouldn't look fondly on the guy.

[puckyou-forpuckssake]

Marshmallow Harmony—J. Skinner

Requested by anon. No warning. Check out my other imagines and master list on my blog with #hockeyimagines.

When you heard Jeff Skinner was coming to Buffalo, you freaked out. Originally from Raleigh, you remember when Jeff was drafted and watching him play for the Canes. He was your favorite player, and when you moved to Buffalo for a position as a Sabres Social Media Coordinator, they knew he would always be your favorite. And since you spent most of your time around the players, taking pictures and videos of them and along interviewing them and playing little games, you had became good friends with some of them and they could not help but to text you when they heard the news.

Eichs: How happy are you lover boy is coming to Buffalo?!

Sammy: Your husband is coming to town!

My Beau: Your wingman is here. Let’s get you some Skins

Bogo: Mila always told you wishes can come true

Risto: Smiley Short Shorts is coming for you

Z: Skins!!!! In!!!! Buffalo!!!!

Jo Swede: I bet your smile is a big as his right now

Evs: This is your chance. Get your man

The texts from the guys kept up until the first day of camp when they all started pitching in in person. You watched from a distance, taking videos and pictures for Snapchat and Instagram, as the guys practiced and got to know their new teammates. Occasionally you swore you saw Jack, Sam, Nathan, Zach, Rasmus, Zemgus, Johan, and Evan point in your direction. One of them always seemed to make sure Jeff was facing towards you.

“Y/N!” You turned to see Grace, the YouTube and live stream guru of the Your duo, came running up to you. “I need you to come with me. I got the green light to record a Q&A with the players. They want it to be the new ones so fans have an opportunity to get to know them better. You’ll be interviewing them.”

You almost dropped your phone. “You mean like Casey Mittelstadt, Rasmus Dahlin, Conor Sheary, Tage Thompson, Vladimir Sobotka, Matt Hunwick, and Carter Hutton? No problem.”

Grace giggled. “You forgot one. Jeff Skinner is a big one. Let’s go Sobotka is up first.”

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Jeff was the last one to be interviewed and by this time you had no idea what to expect. Grace changed it up each time, both questions and how the interview had to be done. Different players came in and out to watch the interviews. The largest crowd yet had been Dahlin’s where you asked him questions with a microphone that changed your voices each time. Hutton’s was fun as you asked questions while trying to save a balloon from touching the ground.

Before Jeff even came in, your self appointed wingmen entered the room. “What are you guys doing here?” You hissed.

“We’re here to watch you interview Jeff,” Johan answered.

“Yeah, guys have been in and out all day watching,” Evan added.

“Plus, what kind of wingmen would we be if we didn’t make sure you didn’t fuck up your first conversation with the love of your life,” Risto commented.

Sam punched him in the shoulder. “Shut up. We weren’t supposed to say that.”

You groaned as Grace walked back in. “Don’t you worry. Nothing is going to go wrong. Here’s the marshmallows.”

“What are these for?”

“Part of the interview,” she explained. “You each are starting off with a marshmallow in your mouths. You ask a question and he answers. Then you add one more and the cycle repeats until you run out of questions or someone’s marshmallows come tumbling out.”

You could hear your “wingmen” giggling like little girls behind you. “Now Jeff can see how much she can fit in her mouth without swallowing,” Nathan whispered.

“That’s disgusting,” Zach gagged. “Disgusting.”

The door opened to Jack walking in with Jeff trailing him. “And this is where the fun interviews happen. Jeff, meet Grace and Y/N. They run the Sabres Instagram, Snapchat, and the fun portion of the YouTube channel. You’ll see them around a lot and sometimes one or both of them travels with us.”

Grace introduced herself first. “Hi Jeff, I’m Grace. I do a lot of the production aspects and filming. I’m the one behind the camera normally because Y/N has such a beautiful face that was made for it. Don’t you agree, Jeff?”

“Uh…”

You slapped Grace in the arm. “I’m sorry about her. She loves talking. I’m Y/N. It’s nice to meet you.”

Jeff smiled, making you want to melt in your spot. “Jeff. It’s nice to meet both of you. So shall we get this underway?”

Jeff took a seat in the chair opposite of yours. You began talking when you saw the red light. “Hello Sabre Nation. It’s Y/N here with another fun Q&A. Today’s player is another one of our new players, Jeff Skinner. Jeff played for the Carolina Hurricanes as left wing for 8 seasons. It’s great to have you here in Buffalo, Jeff.”

“It’s great to be in Buffalo, Y/N,” Jeff grinned.

“Alright, let’s begin,” You pointed to the bowl of marshmallows. “Grab one and put in your mouth, but don’t swallow. I’ll do the same. After each question we’ll add a marshmallow. Ready?”

Jeff nodded and plopped a marshmallow into his mouth. “Favorite food?”

“Sushi.”

“Favorite TV show?”

“Game of Thrones.”

Things started to get complicated around seven marshmallows. “Celebrigee ook ike?”

“Goseph Ord Evit.”

“Bavorite ort esides ockey?”

“Aseall.”

“Avit oosi argis?”

Jeff’s eyes went wide. “Uh, ick armoy.”

All the marshmallows fell out of your mouth as you began laughing. Jeff blushed. “I like them too, don’t worry.”

His cheeks got redder. “Ill oo o out it ee?” He asked.

Your eyes widened and it was your turn to blush. “I et if oo on’t one oo.”

“Yes,” you nodded. Jeff’s mouth dropped, causing all the marshmallows to fall out. “Yes, I will gladly go out with you.”

“I can hear the wedding bells,” Sam sighed happily.

“Mission accomplished, wingmen,” Jack grinned.  Grace coughed and glared at him. “And wingwoman.”

[fanfics-for-the-hockey-fan]

New Roommate- Rasmus Dahlin

Request: can u do a Rasmus Dahlin imagine!!! Where he’s bein soft and cuddly idk!!

I opened the door of my dorm room, surprised to see my boyfriend standing on the other side. “Rasmus? What are you doing here?” We had met back in November when I bumped into him at a movie theater. I spilled popcorn onto him but he spilled soda on me. After both us apologizing over the other for close to 10 minutes, we laughed and introduced ourselves. Since I was soaked in soda I was just gonna go home when Rasmus convinced me to come back with him the next day to see a movie. That movie turned into movie, lunch, and a walk around a local park. We had been dating since then and now that it was February I was finally getting used to dating a hockey player.

“I missed you, between your class schedule and my hockey schedule we haven’t had any time that is just us. Come spend the day with me.”

“Rasmus, I want to. I really want to. But-”

“But what?”

“I have so much homework to do, and my roommate is driving me insane, more than usual, and I don’t know how long I’ll have until my roommate gets back and kicks me out of the room.” I could feel tears building up in my eyes and tried to ignore them but they spilled over anyway. “I feel like I’m drowning in all my work and my roommate is horrible, she either won’t let me in the room if she and her boyfriend are already in here and if I’m in here first they have sex with me in the room. I slept in the library three times this week and the RA won’t do anything about it. I just don’t know what to do.” By this point I was crying full out and Rasmus pulled me into his chest. “I’m sorry, you don’t deserve to deal with all this.”

“Hey, it’s alright. Why don’t you come with me? You can work at my place for the day, no distractions.”

“I don’t want to bother you like that.”

“It isn’t a bother, I want to spend time you. I don’t care if you do homework the whole time, I like being around you.”

“Are you sure?”

“If I wasn’t sure I wouldn’t have offered. What can I help you pack up?” I point out some books that I’ll need and we grab all of my stuff within a few minutes.

“Thank you.”

“Of course.” Rasmus kissed my forehead as I pull on my jacket before we leave my dorm. “How about we grab some takeout for lunch and after we eat you can go back to working?” I nodded as I hopped into his truck, relaxing as he drove to our favorite Chinese restaurant. “Your usual?”

“Yeah, thank you.” I got a quick kiss from Rasmus before he ran into the restaurant, coming out a little while later with two big bags of food. “What did you get?”

“I’m hungry so I order a lot of food, besides you might need snacks for while you work.”

“You are the best.” We quickly got to his apartment and sat down at his small dining room table, dishing out food as we talked about anything but my breakdown earlier. Once we were both full I helped him clean up before I got back to work.

“I’m gonna go do a workout so I don’t bother you, I’ll be back in a little over an hour. Just text me if you need anything.” I nod and start working on my homework, getting one last kiss from Rasmus before he left. I enjoyed the silence of his apartment and I got my work done surprisingly fast, I was on my last assignment when Rasmus got home from his workout. “How is the homework going?”

“Good, I’m almost done with my last thing. I should be done by the time you are done in the shower.”

“Are you saying I’m smelly?”

“Yes, go shower. I don’t kiss smelly men.” He gives me a smile as he leaves the room, letting me finish my work in peace and quiet. I was packing up my school work as I felt arms wrap around me.

“All done?”

“Yes, thank you. If I were in my dorm right now I would still probably be only halfway done. I just needed a comfortable place to do my work, I never know when Jessica is gonna kick me out and the library chairs are so uncomfortable. Your chairs are so comfy, I love them.”

“I’m glad you like them, how about we cuddle on the sofa and watch a movie?”

“That sounds perfect.” Moving to the sofa I curl into Rasmus’s side as he starts up a movie. I just played with his hair while relaxing for the first time in over a week, I wasn’t even watching the movie. So it made me jump when he quickly turned to face me.

“Move in with me.”

“I’m sorry, have you taken a puck to the head lately?”

“No, I’m serious. Move in with me, you were in tears earlier today because of your roommate. Since I met you back in November you have been having problems with her, it’s March now.”

“Exactly! We have known each other and been dating for 5 months, I can’t move in with you.”

“Why not? You have spent the night before and half the time you would have the place to yourself anyway. I hate knowing that you are sleeping in the library most nights, you pay to have a dorm to sleep in and you can’t even to use it. Stay in my spare room if you want, but we are only 5 minutes away from campus. Please, I hate seeing you in pain. Your roommate is torturing you, please.”

“If I say yes can we deal with moving stuff tomorrow, I don’t want to deal with her for one day.”

“We can do this however you want, but I do want to speak with someone from the school to see if you can get some of your money back. It’s not fair that you have to pay for it when you can’t even use it.”

“I know you won’t listen when I say no, so I’m not going to even try.”

“Good, now cuddle with me for the rest of the night.” And that was just what I did, cuddle Rasmus and push all other thoughts out of my mind. Falling asleep that night I had a smile on my face knowing I wouldn't have to deal with roommate drama anymore.

[hockeyplayerstories]

Rasmus Dahlin | Comfort Is All I Need

College assignments to be done, crazy things happening at work was all that I was thinking about at the moment. These assignments would help boost my grades up but I can’t seem to get to them because of my job. The reason why I am attending college is to get a good job that paid me well but now that I think about it, I love the job I have now. I am just going to college because my parents wanted me to go when in reality being main merch creator for the Buffalo Sabres was what I always wanted to do. When I was little, I loved playing hockey and always dreamed about working for my favorite NHL team. I always loved art and would draw my ideas hoping that one day they would get used and they did and all the fans loved them, that made me happy. I also helped the equipment managers order new equipment occasionally.

Currently sitting in my office at the rink taking a break from drawing new merch ideas, I think about everything that has happened to get me to this point and can’t help but think about all the school that I had to do before the holidays start which only adds to the stress I already have from making sure that all the fans have what they want ordering online. I actually have thought about quitting college before, didn’t because my parents weren’t happy when I brought it up and now have stopped talking to me so I think it’s okay to just stop going, I will just call. Now that I think about it, it does make me sad that my parents aren’t talking to me all because I don’t want to get a better job than I have now but c'mon who wouldn’t want this job. I made friends with half the team, cried when a couple would get traded and laughed with the new players, the veterans or the coaching staff would introduce me as Champ which was the nickname my first Coach gave me and it has stuck with me growing up. I remember the first time the team heard my nickname, the Coach who coached me from novice to peewee’s came to visit me and at that time I had a whole squad in my office just hanging with me talking about ideas while sitting on the few furniture I have in my office while watching TV, he walks in looks at me and goes ‘Hey Champ’ and then continues his way down the hall while everyone in the room asked me why he called me that, after that they started asking me to play some shiny with them about once a week.

I didn’t realize I was crying until a tear dropped on to my desk, it's a good thing I don’t wear make up cuz then it would be all over my cheeks with the way i was wiping my tears away. They still went down my face as I started answering emails from the equipment managers since they were asking me to send out orders. I completely forgot that Coach was showing some players around because I was so focused on thinking about what to do to reduce my stress. The tears still fell as Coach opened the door “this is Y/N also known as Champ, she takes care of the orders of equipment and the merch” when the players looked inside, I just waved and smiled a watery smile. They all just stared at me, I notice Rasmus has a soft look on his face, even the Coach stared at me “you okay?” He asked me “yeah I will be fine” I say, tears still slowly going down my face as I wave it off as if it’s nothing and look back at my computer and laptop sat on the desk. What I didn’t see was when they were leaving, I assumed Coach told them I would be fine, Rasmus whispering that he would come back to see me after and Coach nodding his head as he closed the door behind him. I just continued my work planning on taking a break for about an hour, being good friends with the people who take care the rink, they let me use the ice when I want which I only use during times like these when I have to get rid of stress, shooting a puck and skating around does the job.

Wiping my face one more time, I make sure the email I just hit send on is sent before pushing my chair on wheels back and walk to the makeshift mudroom/closet where I keep my equipment and other things, it even has a little kitchen area with a small fridge and toaster oven on the counter, the room was just a little smaller than my office but it was beneficial. With my helmet on my head, gloves and stick in one hand and skates in the other, I make my way out of my office door and to the elevator. On my way there, I pass by the Coach talking alone with Rasmus, before I pass them I slow down enough to point in the direction of the ice looking Coach in a way of asking silently, very thankful when he nods his head. “Hey Y/N!” I hear Rasmus yell from where I am standing at the elevator, I turn to look at him still standing with the Coach “Do you mind if I hang out with you today?” He asks, I just shake my head as if saying I didn’t mind at all. It was the perfect idea and I know he wasn’t the only one thinking that because as he walks to me after saying goodbye to Coach, I see Coach smiles and give me a nod turning around to return to his office. It silent as we wait for the elevator, I feel his eyes on me and I don’t know what to think about it. He is probably judging me for how red my eyes still are, I sniffle a couple times before I reach the bench to tie my skates while he went to get his equipment.

Done with tying my laces, I notice he hasn’t returned yet but I didn’t really care since it was his choice to hang out with me, he probably found another rookie to hang out with. Making sure my visor is clean and that I can see through it as I place it on my head snapping the snaps to keep it on my head, I shove my hands into my gloves and grab my stick while stepping through the open bench door onto the ice. I skate the first three laps a low speed to not waste my energy, on the forth, I shift to skate backwards just in time to see Rasmus sitting on the beach watching me, it seems he has been sat there for a couple of minutes. After a few minutes, he tosses ten pucks on ice and I place them in formation of a drill I loved to do as a kid in the center circle to practice edge work and stop on the farthest blue line after moving the net closer. I tap my stick on the ice asking for a puck and I receive one that slowly glides to my stick, I wait looking at Rasmus to signal go in a position ready to take off. No whistle? Just clap your stick on the ice. With the clap of his stick when he steps onto the ice, I control the puck around the pucks while skating as fast as I can, taking a wrister top shelf when I successfully went through the pucks without touching them. The sound of clapping makes me look up from the ice to see not only Rasmus leaning against  the bench’s boards but also about half the team is and Coach is there is well, I can’t help but smile a little. I get back into position waiting for a puck but not before get a little advice from Buffalo’s captain “when going around the pucks, tuck and lean a little more in towards where you are turning, that was perfect other than that” Jack says, everyone else agrees. They continue to cheer until I am done with my ice session, feeling a lot better than before.

It has been a hour since we, Rasmus and I, got back to my office and haven’t said a word. While I continue my work, he watched TV with his shoes off and feet up laying across the couch. It’s all fine and dandy for a couple of minutes until I am reminded why I was sad,I looked through my phone notifications where a text message from my mom asking if I did my assignments still was and before I know it tears are streaming down my face but I am silent and try to make it seem like I am okay. I put my hands on my face to hide before Rasmus could see me but he already knows, I hear his socked feet walking towards me. “Hey, you’re okay shhh I got you it’s okay” he pulls me out of my chair and into him until my head is on his chest. I hug him back tightly for a few seconds before he pulls away to look me in the eyes and pulls me to the couch, he stops and sighs “I know we just met Y/N but I’ll be honest, I have completely fallen for you..........and I want to try a relationship because I hate thinking about you and another male and I want to be the one to make you happy and help you when you are upset. It broke my heart when I saw you crying earlier today, will you give me the chance?” all I can do is smile because he sounded nervous and nod my head, pecking him on cheek. He smiles back and lays down on his back before motioning me to lay on him, we cuddled and talked about what was going on and how to fix it until we fall a sleep. Alex Nylander even took a picture when walked into my office to see me and posted it Instagram “Aww look at the new couple all cuddled up” it got so many likes and lets just say I almost killed him when I woke up but didn’t because it looked adorable. 

### I am sorry if it isn’t what requested, if you requested it. I don’t like writing about sadness, its just isn’t my style. if you don’t like it don’t be afraid to tell me and I will fix it. The skating to reduce stress is what I actually do, I go to skate about four times a week and it absolutely helps. I love feeling the wind in my face, through my helmet of course, when I pick up speed. I do plan on trying hockey but because i started late I have to wait until i am 18 to play for the local team. It gives me time to work on perfecting my skating so I am not upset about that. Oh! and the nickname Champ is my actually nickname at the rink, well my friend calls me that because he was there since I started at 15 and has told me I have gotten faster and better ###

****Reminder: I won’t be writing about Rasmus again, so please request another player and make sure I haven’t already written with that player. I did another Rasmus because I did have this in mind so I wrote it. I mean I would be glad to write more than one with the same player but my original plan was to, like I said, write one imagine for each player****