#john tavares imagine

[hockeybabe]

Broken Pieces|| J.Tavares

*Gif not mine*

Pairing: John Tavares x wife!reader

Summary: You and Johns life outside of social media is very different and John tries to fix the broken pieces.

Warnings: angst, talk of loneliness, self-doubt, John being a great husband, breastfeeding mentioned.

Word count: 845

Note: Please do not read this if you don’t do well with any of these subjects. I will not go into depth with all of these but it’ll all be mentioned

Posing in front of paparazzi, answering interviews, and posting on social media is easy, but it's exhausting, mentally and physically. You didn't know how John was able to do it; he could answer interviews, do photoshoots and stay up to date with socials.

You on the other hand, didn't do all of that; your account wasn't private, but you never posted about anything other than your kids. John tries his best to make time for you and the kids, but sometimes work takes over.

Sometimes it's hard taking care of kids who are still under the age of four. They both have their own and very much separate needs, and when John is on the road you sometimes cry while breastfeeding, your youngest, who's nine months, and your oldest would cry with you for a different reason.

John would come home seeing you in the boys room lying on the floor sleeping with your eyes red and puffy from crying while the boys slept in their cribs. John would try to get you to talk to him, but you always told him it was nothing.

John was worried about you mentally and physically and started to hate away games because they meant that you were alone for a longer period of time then if it was a home game. Thankfully, today wasn’t one of those days; today he’d have an early home game and come home to help you with everything.

Packing his bag, he makes his way to the front door of the house and drops his bags. Taking a deep breath, he turns around and goes to find you. John walks up the stairs and heads for the boys room, knowing you'd be in there breastfeeding your youngest just before his nap.

"Babe?" John whispers, peeking his head in the door. You smile ever so slightly, nodding at him so he could come in. “How are you doing?” John asks, running his hand through your hair. “Alright.” You answer, giving him a sheepish smile.

But you weren’t feeling alright; if anything you were far from it. You wanted to cry in Johns arms and never stop; you wanted to tell him all your struggles and how lonely you felt these past months. Yet you couldn’t, you had to be a strong mother because your kids came first. Always.

“Babe? You’re spacing out.” John explains snapping his finger in front of your face, with your beautiful baby boy in his arm. You’d be so lost in your own thoughts you didn’t even notice John taking him. It made you hate yourself, what if this happened in public, someone could’ve taken him.

John notices tears brimming your eyes; he places your guys’ son in his crib beside his older brothers crib and takes you into the master bed room. “Babe? Shhh, it’s okay.” He whispers into your ear, holding you close to his chest. He sits down on the bed, pulling you into his lap.

“Let it out. I’m right here.” He reassures you, rubbing your back as you continue to sob into his shoulder. “Breath, baby. You have to breathe.” John whispers, lifting your head off his shoulder, taking your head into his hands. “Follow me, I’m and out.” He repeats slowly as your breathing starts evening out.

“You want to tell me what’s going on?” He asks, with soft eyes. “I’m so tired, John. Its too much.” You whisper, not looking at him. “Fuck baby, I’m so sorry. Tell me what I can do.” John says, he then takes his phone out to call his coach and lets them now he won’t be playing.

It was last minute, but the whole team knew how bad things were going for you. William would come over just to help you out a bit, but even then you were still crying yourself to sleep. “I feel so lonely, you’re always gone for too long and I’m left here with two babies who want you always. When their finally asleep I clean the house and barely get any sleep.” You rant to him, sobbing.

John made sure to listen closely to every word you were saying, figuring out what he could do better. “Shhhh, it’s okay. No more, I won’t let this happen anymore.” He tells you, pulling your head to his shoulder. “How could you possibly stop this.” You mumble into his neck.

“I won’t let the three of you suffer; you all are coming with me everywhere I go. It makes me feel better knowing you all are right there by my side. Knowing that if anything happens I’m right there.” He says looking you dead in the eye as you lift your head to face him.

"So, me, you and the boys altogether?" You ask, smiling softly. "Yes, you, me, and the boys." John promises, with a hopeful smile. "Okay, altogether." You agree, feeling a sign of relief fills your body. You finally have the missing piece in your heart filled.

And it was all because John was able to fix the broken pieces.

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[misshoneyimhome]

❧「KINKTOBER 2023」☙

The One With the Nanny I John Tavares

Summary; John Tavares is a recently divorced father of two and you as his nanny do your best to help the hockey captain; however, one night after the kids are tucked in, Tavares has a different need that needs to be dealt with;

Tags; John x reader; Kinktober

Warnings; nanny!kink?; bondage (mild); protected sex (p in v)

Words count; 1.9K

John Tavares had always been a hockey legend, but beyond the dazzling arena lights and the roar of the crowd, he was just a father trying to navigate the complexities of a recent divorce. Life had thrust him into uncharted waters, and the constant away games only added to the challenges of being a single parent to two young kids.

In your role as his nanny, your duty extended far beyond childcare; you were there to offer support in every possible way. Your friendship with John had deepened over the years, even before the divorce, so when he requested you to stick around after the breakup, your response was a wholehearted "yes." Evenings usually whirled by in a frenzy of after school activities, dinner, and bedtime routines, and you couldn’t help but observe John as he masterfully balanced his responsibilities both on and off the ice - yet it was evident that the strain from his personal life was taking a toll on his performance in the game.

Nonetheless, he deeply valued your assistance. The boys love you so much, and your seemingly effortless ability to guide them through after nursery school activities, tooth-brushing, and bedtime routines brought him a profound sense of comfort and happiness during his training sessions and road trips.

But one chilly evening, after successfully tucking the kids into bed, John returned home late. You were just finishing up cleaning the kitchen following the dinner and bedtime skirmish. On this particular night, the boys had been a bit more challenging to settle down because the Leafs had suffered a home game defeat, and the boys were determined to stay up until their dad's return. However, John had been delayed at the arena, disheartened by the loss, so you had to take charge and get the kids to bed.

As he finally entered his house through the front door, his head hung lower than usual. Only the comforting aroma of your cooking and the peacefulness of his home managed to lift his spirits even slightly.

"Hey," he said gently, entering the kitchen and leaning against the door frame, having just shed his shoes and coat. His footsteps had been heavy, bearing the weight of the recent loss.

"Hey, John..." you replied softly, giving the counter a final wipe. You could see the exhaustion etched on his face, the game's disappointment still lingering in his eyes. "I'm sorry about the game."

John simply shrugged, his disappointment evident in the slump of his shoulders. 

"Would you like any leftovers?" You tried to offer him a friendly smile, but it was met with a slight shake of the head and a quiet 'no, thank you.' He seemed to have lost his appetite along with the game.

A brief silence hung in the air before you spoke tentatively, leaning casually against the kitchen counter.

"John, if there's anything I can do, please don't hesitate to let me know," your voice carried a sweet and gentle tone, and you did your best to offer him a reassuring smile. The warmth of the kitchen and the comforting presence of a familiar friend were there to offer solace, no matter how small, during this challenging moment in his life.

John replied with a gentle nod and even managed a small, grateful smile.

"Thanks," he said. "But I don't think you can do much - I'm just frustrated about the game, and I feel like this whole situation has had an effect on my play... which isn't good."

You offered him a sympathetic nod, fully aware that you might not grasp the full extent of his situation, but you were determined to provide support.

"Well, I'm still here if you need anything."

John stood in contemplation for a moment. He hesitated, thoughts swirling in his mind. Maybe there was something you could do to help. No, he thought, he couldn't ask that of you. But then again, you had been around in his life for a long time. You knew him better than most, even more than some of his teammates. You were familiar with his personal life, the life he and his wife had built in their home. Still, he couldn't bring himself to ask for more; you were his nanny, after all.

The slight smile on your lips had John thinking. There had always been a certain twinkle in your eyes, and he’d always felt a unique connection with you, though he had never really considered pursuing it.

What he didn't know was that you had thought about it. John was an attractive guy, and despite the small age difference, not a big deal at all, you'd always had a bit of a soft spot for him. But, because he was married, and you genuinely liked his wife - well, now, his ex-wife - you'd never dare to make a move. Professionalism and friendship boundaries were firmly in place, even if there was an unspoken connection in the air.

However, as you watched this man you cared about so deeply, an irresistible urge to step across that fragile line gripped you. Feeling a touch of boldness, you took a small step closer. Your eyes locked with John's, and you could practically sense the gears turning in his head.

"Anything?" he asked, his voice taking on a rough, husky quality.

You simply responded with a nod, moving even closer to him.

John straightened his posture, and as he softly uttered your name in a gentle whisper, a shiver ran down your spine.

An undeniable magnetic force continued to draw you closer, and against your better judgment, you yielded to its pull. As you stood closely to him, his body pressed against yours, your faces drawing nearer and sharing the same air.

"Are you sure?" his question was a low, hushed murmur, but it was the next part that truly piqued your interest. "You don't know this side of me..." his voice grew darker, causing you to swallow hard and release a shaky breath.

Your eyes remained locked as you gently parted your lips to respond. "Maybe I want to get to know that side," you almost whispered, your curiosity and desire outweighing any reservations.

John took a moment, making sure he had your unequivocal consent. Then, with a gentle touch, he led you upstairs, moving slowly yet with determination.

In the bedroom, he moved with a deliberate grace, adjusting the lights to create an intimate atmosphere. Finally, he stood in front of you, and with unhurried movements, he tenderly cupped your face, his lips gently meeting yours.

The kiss was far from eager or sloppy; it remained delicate and tender, his lips gently caressing yours, and you couldn't help but lean into his touch, lost in the moment.

Breaking the kiss, John's voice remained husky and low, issuing a firm command, "Lie down."

Without hesitation, you followed his instruction, reclining on your back on the bed. A subtle smirk played on John's lips as he settled himself between your legs.

"Lift your arms," he requested in a gentle yet commanding tone.

With care, he used his large hands to guide your blouse, inching it up your body and over your shoulders. However, just as it was about to slide over your head, he halted, leaving the blouse covering your eyes while keeping your arms raised, wrists crossed above your head.

You let out a small breath, as he started to untie his tie from his pre-game suit, adoring your exposed breast plunged nicely in your black lacy bra. 

“You trust me?” his voice spoke, as his eyes moved up and down your slender body, while you only saw darkness, feeling the mattress shift lightly underneath you. 

You nodded. 

“Words, I need words.”

“Yes, Johnny – I trust you,” you spoke with a light whimper, and then he gently moved once again, this time hovering your body, his hands coming to gently wrap his tie around your wrists, tying a knot to keep them in place. 

“Good girl,” he praised you with a whisper. 

A part of you urged to move your hands, but John’s tie and your blouse kept them in place. Your body lingered with anticipation as your vision was blocked, and all control was taken away from you. 

You then felt John’s fingertips working the button of your trousers, and gently he tucked the hem, and slowly pulling them down. It was thrilling and anxious having no ability to move or take part of the action, and you felt exposed. Laying there on the bed, bare and knickers on full display for him, as he pulled your trousers off your angles. 

His hands then came to smoothly run up your thighs, gently massaging your tense muscles, earning them to relax. His touch was firm, yet careful and his hands came closer to your pooling core. And with another tender movement, he tucked your knickers down and off as well, before spreading your legs by your thighs, exposing your heat completely.  

Once more, you felt John move around, coming off the bed, to why you assumed was to undress. You heard soft steps on the side of the bed, the nightstand drawer open and close, then a ripping of something, and a few seconds later, you felt his large body once again kneeling between your legs. 

A light gasp then escaped your lips, as you suddenly felt his fingers coming to trace up your core between your folds, your needy cunt pulsating for more. 

John took his time. And as you listened to his deep and steady breaths you felt his two fingers move gently inside your warmth, massing your walls, before pulling out again. 

“You’re so ready for me,” he breathed out, before again hovering your body, and lining the tip of his cock with your entrance. 

Painfully slowly, John pushed his cock inside of your heat, stretching you good, and filling the deep of your cunt. 

Moans came from your mouth as a loud whisper, as you knew you had to withhold any noise, as the boys where asleep in their rooms just down the hall. 

“Johnny,” you whimpered, as he pulled almost entirely out, and then pushing himself back in. 

He began to rock his hips in a steady pace, and eagerly you tried to move your wrists apart, but it was to no use. John moved his hand to hold them down, as his thrusts sped up. 

His cock hit deep inside you, and you weren’t sure how much more you could take. His name came off your lips along with more moans, as you informed him in between breaths that you were close to a release. And oh, how he let you come for him. 

Arching your back and biting down your lower lip in order not to shout too loudly, he fucked you nice and good through your orgasm. And as your walls clenched tightly around this throbbing cock, he reached his own climax, spilling all his seed into the condom.  

“Fuuuck,” John breathed out, as he gently moved his hips, coming out of the rush of his release. 

He then gently pulled himself out of you, before he untied your wrists and moved your blouse all the way up and over your head. 

With a satisfied smile, you helped him out, before you both came to lay in the bed, next to each other. 

And with a grateful expression adorning his face, he offered you a soft smile, pulling you in for a cuddle. “Thank you,” John whispered, and you simply replied with a soft, ‘anytime’. 

#kinktober 2023 #John Tavares imagine #toronto maple leafs fic #nhl hockey imagine #nhl hockey fic #john tavares

[nylwnder]

polaroids

a/n: happy third smutty fic drop and happy valentines day (2 days late) <3333333333 pls enjoy this self indulgent daddy dilf captain fic cause i wanted to defy the odds and write for him cause im THAT slut!

pairing: john tavares x wife!reader

warning: SMUT, use of camera during sex, fingering, oral (f & m receiving), p in v, unprotected sex, lotus position, creampie, voyeurism, polaroids being found, mom!reader, mention of his kids (because they are the cutest)

word count: 2.9k

taglist: @shoot-the-puck , @11livpangburn , @domi-max , @boqvistsbabe , @sweetiet , @p1tstop , @occasionallyaurora , @laurenairay , @fallinallincurls , @andrea9

series masterpost

the polaroid slowly spills out of the camera before you grab it to put it on the nightstand.

your husband turns to fully look at you and you face him with a giggle. he was standing on the opposite side from the bed as he was trying to undress from his suit. “mm, didn't know i was on camera” he mumbled, with a smile.

“you can't expect me to not feel a type of way with you in that suit.” you say, moving yourself closer to him, your legs dangling off the bed.

it was the first weekend in a while where the kids were at your parents’ place. so john took you out for dinner to one of your favourite spots.

“plus i haven't used this thing in so long,” you mentioned, turning the camera to see how many polaroids you have left. “nine left”

john grabbed the camera out of your hands, putting it to his face in order to take a picture of you. you were still wearing the dress you put on for dinner. “its only fair.”

the camera clicked again and a polaroid slowly etched its way out once again. the picture developed and soon showed you sat with a perfect smile on your face. your husband smiled at the photograph.

“why stop there?” you stated more so than anything, but kept a soft voice. john looked at you and you watched him back, slipping your bottom lip between your teeth. it was a thought you have had in your mind once or twice.

he set the camera gently aside. grabbing your arms to stand up with him. he reached for the zipper on your back and the material fell off you in a second, revealing a black babydoll slip dress you had on under. john grabs your dinner dress and throws it onto the bench that sits at the end of the bed.

you both break into a smile, as you wrap your arms around his neck. you pressed your lips to him as his hands travelled down your body, squeezing his favourite parts. soon his hands scoop you up and your legs habitually wrap around his torso as you don't break the link between the two of you.

that is until john drops you onto the bed. your hair sprawls out on the bed sheets as a frame around your face. your lips are plump from your kissing and your face is blushy. the lace slip laying delicately on your skin.

flash shined through the room as another polaroid was placed on the nightstand.

you sat up to kiss john again, your hands exploring his chest as more than half of the buttons from his shirt were already open. he catched your lips and your body already felt so hot.

laying back down, john pulls your legs forward so that the plant of your feet sits on his folded knees. that only meant your slip dress ruffled up, making your husband have a perfect view of your matching underwear. a wet spot was slowly forming on the thin material and you felt slightly embarrassed. he hasn't even done anything to you, you thought.

you've been with john for basically half of your life, which only means he has seen you in multiple different situations. he knows his effect on you and your growing wetness brings nothing but a smile to his face, every time. even if he's barely touched you. it's a compliment if anything else.

so why not take a picture, he thought.

you blushed, even more heavenly now. its impossible to even try to feel embarrassed with this man, you thought. though, your body was more so waiting for john to take away the thin separation between him and your core.

so when his fingers hooked on the band of your underwear, rolling them down your legs and discarding them to the side, you couldn't help but let out a little whine.

john took a deep breath as he looked at your dewy cunt. but instead of touching it himself, he took one of your hands and sucked two of your fingers in his mouth. your own mouth opened just a slight and your clit throbbed as you watched him. his eyes, which are looking at you, are far darker now.

“touch yourself, darling.” john demanded, keeping the camera close to reach.

following his words, your wet fingers made their way to your pussy. collecting your own juices and playing with your clit before teasing your hole. john watched closely, his one hand holding your leg apart from the other.

you let out small moans as you worked yourself like you have for years. but you couldn't help but look at your husband in front of you, begging he was the one to bring you to an orgasm next. and the stroking of your fingers was enough to start building a tent in john’s dress pants.

he kept licking his lips as you etched yourself closer and closer. feeling the coil in your stomach near to snap, you threw your head back while biting your lip once again. your fingers deep in your pussy jt took another picture.

by the time john put the film aside you began bringing yourself down from your high. removing your hand from your dripping folds, your husband was quick to close the gap between the two of you. moaning in his mouth as his tongue slipped in between your lips.

pulling apart for air you gave john room to leave kisses along your jaw and neck. moving downwards, as he moved your small dress upwards, your body gave a shiver as his lips kissed your cunt. though the touch so soft you barely felt it, not with the fire burning inside you as he watches you with amorous eyes.

“johnny…” you whined softly, your face with a needy pout. quite honestly, nobody has made you ache between your thighs more than the brown eyed man right below you. you're just grateful he’s your husband, so you can have him at your full disposal.

a subtle smirk appears on john’s face. “of course, angel.”

his head leaned on your inner thigh, taking in the sight of your glistening, dripping cunt once again. a sight he will never get sick of. he slid just one finger in between your wet folds, splitting you open in order to rub the tip of his finger against your clit. your hips chased the friction immediately.

but he was quick to open you up with his mouth and you whimpered and twisted at the delicious feeling of his tongue flat on your pussy. he kissed and nipped gently but firmly, devouring you like a man starved from dinner, despite having eaten your cunt more than the two of you can count.

this time you felt the pressure in your lower belly build easily. faster than with your mediocre fingers. “so close” you murmured with an arched back.

“let me taste you, darling. want to taste that sweetness of yours.”

his lips laying kisses near your entrance as he spoke, his tongue began to move in and out. grabbing the camera from the side, you figured you'd get in on the photoshoot.

its only fair.

moving your free hand to lightly tug on johnny’s hair, you snap a picture before your moans overtake you and your orgasm washes over you.

john catched every drop of your nectar before gracing your cunt with some more kisses. tugging for him by the waves of his hair, he makes his way back up, wrapping his arms under you to pull you up to his lap. reaching for his lips, you grind down at the bulge that sat under you.

you earned a moan from the man, doing it again just to hear the sweet vibrations in your ear.

getting up and pulling him with you, you begin to untug the button up from john’s pants. swiping it off his broad body, it falls to the floor behind him. your hands explore his skin, following the lines of his shoulders down to his stomach. leaving baby kisses over his collarbone, your finger lightly lines his snail trail. so featherlike, you receive a shiver from john. your hands are quick to work his belt and the zipper of his dress pants. yanking them down, your lips connect for a kiss.

you slowly drag his boxers down as you move with them. kneeling on the soft carpet that surrounded your bed, you look up at john. sharing the prettiest of doe eyes, a whine escapes your lips as your hand wraps around his length. red at the tip and thick, aching for a release of his own.

“wanna taste too” you ask, so gently, so innocently against his cock.

“taste all you want, honey.” he replies, filled with an admiring yet anticipating look.

you take the tip of his cock in your mouth, savouring the taste of him. opening your mouth wider you take in his full length and you both let out a moan.

you lick from the base to the tip repeatedly. then bringing your focus back to the head of his cock. quickly, you bring one hand to the base and the other to his balls.

“fuck, sweet girl. just like that.” he moans out as his hips buck, forcing the tip of his cock all the way into your mouth. you gag a slight before adjusting yourself and returning back to your pace.

this is like muscle memory to you, but regardless, you would do anything to see his face scrunch in pleasure and his groans fill the room.

and to hear your name fall off his lips.

which he does as you deepthroat him once more, with teary eyes as you squeeze his balls again and moan for his release.

before he does, he reaches for the camera and catches you looking up at him through your eyelashes. cheeks flush and lips slick with spit around his cock.

he hums in enjoyment as the film is placed to the side once again.

“mm you ready to swallow me up, darling?”

“yes”

“every drop?”

“every drop.” you say with a kiss to his tip as your hands begin to work his length.

it wasn't long before his twitches freed the warm seed in your mouth, looking up at john as he watched you gulp it down.

cleaning off a drop from the corner of your lips, he makes you suck his finger before squeezing your soft chin.

“that's my good girl. always so good for me, huh angel?”

you smile. “mhm” you say, pushing him down on the bed by straddling him again. this time your pussy had full access to his bare thighs. buff and hard, you always stared, even in his blue joggers. and especially when he sat down, all sprawled out, fitting both jace and ax on either leg. rae on his chest.

the father he was, so kind and gentle. so patient and caring. supportive and protective.

he was everything you could ask for and more.

he made it easy. even if he wasn't around sometimes, but when he was, you were at total repose.

his hands ruffled up your slip to tug it off and over your head. “need to see my beautiful wife” he says softly. your bra was equally discarded, john smiled as your breasts sat perfectly in front of him, all for him.

laying on his back he reaches for the camera again by the pillow. he puts it up to his face and the flash shines once more, your bottom lip caught in your teeth slightly. “so gorgeous.”

he sits back up and pulls your hips closer, your nipples rubbing against his chest hair. you whine out gently. his hands cup the curves of them as your hands play with his hair. he leaves warm kisses on the crook of your neck, down to your collarbone and back up to your lips.

you roll your hips habitually, the base of his cock swiping your clit just for a moment. “let me feel you john.” you plead, mouth close to his ear. “i want to feel you deep inside me.”

john lifted your body up in order to slide his cock to your entrance. sitting down on the thick length, you let out a throaty moan. you’d been craving this the whole night. your legs wrap around his waist, putting the both of you into a sitting position with his cock tucked in you.

“feels so good” you breathed out.

“you hug my cock so well, darling.” john says, as you move slowly.

you both shared long, passionate kisses as you continued to gracefully move your hips. the feeling of him deep in you is already enough to get you somewhere.

john loves this position since he can roam his hands over your body and lock his lips with yours with such comfort and ease. but most importantly: watch you fall apart while his cock is hitting the best places inside of you.

whispering sweet things in your ear, john begins to rut his hips upwards. with his movements, he starts penetrating further up against your g-spot, causing you to whine and squirm in his touch.

“that’s it, sweet girl”

he kept his thrusts steady and firm. you were soon being bounced on his length with the help of his strong thighs and arms. “fuck johnny” you yelped, hands on his shoulders for support and your eyes fluttering shut in pleasure. his head is in between your breasts and sharing some grunts against your shiny skin.

your moist walls naturally squeeze around his length, but you could feel his twitching as the two of you moved in unison.

“cum for me angel. let it all drip down.” john dictates, pressing a kiss to your temple.

you let your hips ride out the fire within you. you rolled them, swayed them, as john still pumped into your core. not soon after, with the way your breasts bounced, and how your moans echoed in the room, his own release found home inside you. the warm feeling, so familiar and so comforting.

as you fell back on the bed, john got up and slipped out of you. you closed your legs but you whined at the void.

“let me see” he says softly, using his palms to spread your legs apart. your conjoined cum began to slip out of your pink pussy. john couldn't help but groan at the sight, your head still a bit high.

“quite lewd don't you think?” he says with a smirk, as he clicked the camera button.

he pushed the seed back in with his fingers, as deep as he could go. you whined and arched a bit at the sensitivity. “need that all tucked in there.”

“feel so full”

“good.” you smile at his words.

you took the camera from his hand, “one left.” he nodded his head in your direction, letting you know you could use the final one.

you looked at his body for a bit, and took your hand to lightly scratch down his chest to his stomach. your eyes tracing his v-line, as his cock slowly began to soften. you kept your hand on his torso as you brought the camera to your face with the other. making sure to check that you capture just enough of him — what you would want to see when the bed is empty.

the click projected the last polaroid from the film cartridge. you sat up, john reaching for the pile he had made of you. you grabbed them, reviewing them with a blush across both of your faces.

“you better hope nobody finds them.”

—

william wasn't a nosy guy. per say. but when he was handed john's wallet, from the captain himself, he couldn't help but notice the bright white bottom frames sticking out of a slot. the more he moved the wallet to grab the card, the more they tried to slip out.

after securing their purchase, and beginning to walk off to the direction of the table, willy kept his head down to look at the wallet in his free hand. john found him on the way, “everything good?” he asked which, startled the blonde, resulting in the drop of the wallet.

and the polaroids all together.

“shit im sorry man” willy said, going down to help grab the fallen articles. john stood still.

despite the fact the light was dim, it was enough for the swede to see who and what the photos were about. he couldn't help but stay eyes wide as he handed the pile and the wallet back to john. william was rarely fazed, or nervous, but this got him.

he was a little surprised to be faced with a smirking john, but nevertheless he apologised again.

“is that um-”

“y/n? yes will, its my wife.”

he nodded along as they walked back to the table. his eyes caught you as you sat with a wide smile talking with the other wags and guys. he didn't want to think of you, his teammate’s — let alone his captain’s — wife, like that but he couldn't help but feel an affinity for you now.

john sat down beside you, arms wrapping around your frame quickly as he kissed your temple. you turned your head to look up at him, giving him a peck on his lips. “come to the bathroom, angel.”

your body tensed at his quiet words, his hand rubbing your arm. “need to feel you. right now.” your legs pressed hard together, giving a light nod, anticipating what was to come.

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#nylwnder’s slutty series! #john tavares #toronto maple leafs #john tavares fic #john tavares smut #toronto maple leafs fic #toronto maple leafs smut #toronto maple leafs x reader #toronto maple leafs x fem!reader #nhl #nhl fic #nhl fanfiction #nhl writing #nhl imagine #nhl smut #nhl x reader #nhl x fem!reader #hockey fic #hockey fanfiction #hockey writing #hockey imagine #hockey smut #hockey x reader #hockey x fem!reader

[toasttt11]

daughter

August 7, 2006

Sidney was pacing out side the hospital walls, hearing the screams of Jasmine, who has been in labor for 17 hours now. Sidney had sent home his parents and younger sister as they had been with they all day and he wanted them to at least get some sleep.

Sidney’s head snapped up as the door opened and one of the nurses walked out, “Mr. Crosby, your daughters been born.” The woman gave him a kind smile.

“Daughter!” Sidney choked out as Jasmine didn’t want to find out the gender as she didn’t care for it.

Sidney shook his head pushing back the emotions, “Can i see her.” Sidney questioned looking desperately towards the nurse.

“Of course.” The nurse kindly replied and gestured for him to walk into the room.

Sidney walked in and only spared a single glance at his ex-girlfriend, who was turned away from the door and away from the bassinet that had his newborn daughter in it.

Sidney took slow steps and looked down and saw the most precious thing in the whole work, Sidney knew his daughter has already stolen his heart and nothing was more important to him then her, he gently picked her up and she made a small cooing sound as her little fingers wrapped around his finger.

“Hello Cameron.” Sidney lovingly mumbled, letting out a watery laugh as he feels his cheeks wet from his tears.

He has picked out the name when he found out about her, He loved it because it fit for a girl or a boy name, just like his.

“Sir?” One of the nurses kindly called out gaining his attention, “You have to write out full name and as Ms. Waters has signed away all of her rights so you will need to sign this for the birth certificate.” The nurse set down the papers in front of her him and handed him the pen.

Sidney nodded and shifted his daughter carefully to his one arm and picked the pen up in the other hand, he wrote out her name, Cameron Taylor Crosby. And signed everything he needed too and handed the papers back to the nurse.

“We just need to clean her up and give her a checkup and you’re good to bring her home dad.” Another nurse kindly told Sidney and stretched her hands out towards to take Cameron, Sidney hesitated not liking the idea of letting go of his daughter.

The nurse just calmly smiled because she is use to parents not wanting to let go of their kids, “Why don’t you come with us.” She kindly suggested and Sidney quickly nodded and followed the nurses out of the room not even sparing a glance at his ex, he picked up his back pack swinging it onto his shoulder.

Sidney followed them into the room and gently and reluctantly set his daughter onto the bed, he stayed closed by her side tho and let her fingers stay gently wrapped around his finger.

The nurse started doing a thorough check up on the newborn making sure everything was good and she was healthy before she then started cleaning her up, “Do you have an outfit to bring her home in?” The nurse asked him as many parents will bring in an outfit to bring their baby’s home or the hospital will give them one.

Sidney nodded and opened his backpack pulling out a white and pastel yellow onesie that has little flowers on it, the nurse helped him put it onto Cameron.

The nurse then made sure she went over everything with him as she could tell he was nervous and she knew he was a single father so she wanted him to feel prepared.

“And you are ready to take your girl home.” The nurse kindly told Sidney making him smile, he nodded and thanked the nurse before he started the walked out of the room and down the hallway towards the front of the hospital, he walked out of the front doors and to his car.

Sidney opened the back door and gently laid his newborn daughter into her new car seat and he gently caressed her tiny and soft cheek and gave her one more lovingly smile before he shut the door and he walked around putting all of his stuff into the car before he got into the driver seat.

Sidney took a nervous breath as he turned on the car and slowly and cautiously pulled out of the parking spot and drove the short drive to his house in Nova Scotia, he had recently bought his own house in his home town and bought a house in Pittsburgh as he wanted his daughter to have homes.

Sidney gently grabbed his peacefully sleeping newborn, he slung his bags over his shoulder.

He walked into his house for the first time with his daughter and it felt like home with her.

He set down all of his bags by the door and gently walked over to his couch and slowly sat down being mindful of his daughter in his arms.

Sidney knew he needed to tell his parents and younger sister, and his team that his daughter has been born but he wanted some time alone with Cameron, taking a moment to just have with his daughter.

Sidney slowly and gently slipped his shirt off as he read in one of the parenting books that babies enjoy skin to skin contact and he gently rested his newborn daughter on his chest and pressed a gentle kiss to her head.

Sidney knew that being a single dad and only about to start in his second NHL season, he knew it would be a lot of work but he had a good support system and it would all be worth it for his daughter.

Sidney felt his daughter squirm around slightly and he gently hummed a small soft tune and gently rubbed his tiny back and felt her let out a little puff of air before relaxing fully against him once again.

Sidney smiled contently and relaxed more into the couch and pressed a soft kiss to the top of her head and could feel his eyes slowly beginning to fall shut.

#cameroncrosbyau #cc87 #sidney crosby #fraser minten x oc #fraser minten #pittsburgh penguins #kris letang #erik karlsson #evgeni malkin #marc andre fleury #toronto maple leafs #connor bedard imagine #connor bedard x oc #connor bedard #auston matthews x oc #auston matthews #mitch marner x oc #mitch marner #matthew knies #matthew knies x oc #willy nylander #john tavares #john marino x oc #john marino #joseph woll x oc #joseph woll #max domi #nhl x oc #nhl au #nhl blurbs

[hmneighbors]

In honor of the hockey season coming to a close, here's all the top loaders I decorated this 2023-2024 season!

#nico hischier #john marino #jonas siegenthaler #luke hughes #jack hughes #quinn hughes #jeremy swayman #jamie drysdale #trevor zegras #vince dunn #matty beniers #auston matthews #matthew knies #william nylander #john tavares #morgan rielly #nj devils #vancouver canucks #boston bruins #philadelphia flyers #anaheim ducks #seattle kraken #toronto maple leafs #nhl #nhl hockey #nhl imagine #nhl imagines #nhl smut

[skatesnstuff]

ok so i was doing some thinking and i have like several aus that i wanna do so im gonna list them and yall just tell me which ones you wanna see

i’ve already got ideas

-tavaresniece! x matthew knies

-childhoodbestfriend!olderhughessister! x matthew tkachuk

-lilyevanstwinsister! x james potter

-wolfstardaughter! x theodore nott

-rugbyplayer! x quinn hughes

-hughessister! x luca fantilli

-caufieldsister! x arber xhekaj

-ringetteplayer! x someone (haven’t gotten that far yet give me ideas PLEASE)

please lmk what anyone thinks, i really wanna get into writing more i just have so many thoughts and not enough focus to actually do anything

#hockey #hockey imagines #nhl imagines #hockey blurb #john tavares #matthew knies #hughes brothers #matthew tkachuk #lily evans #hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry #hogwarts #harry potter #james potter #wolfstar #theodore nott x reader #theodore nott #rugby #quinn hughes #luca fantilli #arber xhekaj #ringette

[sergeifyodorov]

i’m so sorry but i saw your lhughes post about him moving to a different team (because he will NOT be a canuck jfc) and deserves more than to live in his brother’s shadow but in the rags you said #tavares era and i just wanna know what that means?? like JOHN tavares?? what??

the big narrative John Tavares moment...

the man was drafted by the Islanders, spent nearly a decade on the Island, scored a curse breaking goal that ended a twenty year playoff round victory drought, and then became a free agent. He was probably the most hyped free agent in history at the time, and he was EXPECTED to stay on the Island forever.

The first day of free agency, he signed with the Leafs, his childhood team.

He ended up scoring a curse breaking goal that ended a twenty year playoff round victory drought.

#asks #john tavares #'pulling a tavares' -> leaving dramatically in free agency #anyway if you watch a tor @ nyi game isles fans will still boo when he touches the puck #i imagine if luke leaves something similar will occur

[huggybros]

500 points for him!!!

#hockey #nhl hockey #nhl players #nhl imagine #toronto maple leafs #auston x mitch #leafs hockey #william nylander #john tavares #auston matthews #michael bunting #mitch marner #morgan rielly #nhl

[annieqattheperipheral]

just a kind reminder! JT currently sitting in the penalty box and at ✨997 points✨

babe you in the mood for a 3-pt third period???

#leafs lb #aghhhh could you imagine it happening right in front of ror & schenn😈 #john tavares #toronto maple leafs

[hauntedppgpaints]

the ending is coming / we're just gonna ride it out. (5/8)

( x. x. x. x. )

#john tavares #toronto maple leafs #hockey poetry #warden edits #imagine dragons series #maple leafs #i was gonna use a pic of his injury for the last frame but. maybe mightve been in bad taste so decided not to

[skjeinon]

tavares kinks / what would he be like in bed

YES I CAN

lmfao i had to do some research and watch some interviews to get a grasp of his mannerisms and he seems so kind

- touchy. very very handsy.

- when you’re riding him, he has his hands all over you.

- he loves it when you put your hands in his hair, especially after he grew it out. when he kisses your neck and you pull at his hair?? drives him wild.

- he’s quiet. not like uncomfortably quiet but definitely not one to go crazy with praise yknow. definitely very reserved while he grunts and moans.

- very good massages.

- he seems like he’d be clumsy in bed and then you’d both giggle about it. like my man cannot take off his shirt unless he almost falls over.

- he’s tired of being all dominant and captainy so sometimes he just lets you take over. not even like being dominant but if he’s horny but tired, he just lets you do what you want until you’re satisfied

- loves head. LOVES IT. giving or receiving. it takes him a minute sometimes. you think maybe he’s not sexually inclined but once he finds the spot that makes you tick, you’re cummings in minutes.

- hookups are bad. you have to get with him a few times to get his best. (nothing against you, but he tries to hold back on girls he knows won’t come around again)

- quickies are a hit or miss, a miss if he’s absolutely petrified, a HIT if he absolutely needs it.

- hattie? quickie in the car, 3 orgasms at home yknow the move

- rough game? quickie in the car.

- hand jobs! hand jobs! hand jobs! (w a little spit? bro he’s fucking weak in the knees. head thrown back, hips bucking into your hand?? ugh.)

- now i wouldn’t say he’s huge, definitely not chris kreider big but all captains have BDE. i’m calling thick and not super long, but satisfactory. i feel like i’m not giving this man what he deserves 😭😭

- guys i love john tavares but OBVIOUSLY he’s not my captain, not like chris, jordo and roman

#john tavares #toronto maple leafs #skjeinon answers #nhl writing #nhl smut #nhl imagine #nhl fanfic

[hockeybabe]

Baby On Board||𝘑.𝘛𝘢𝘷𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘴

*Gif not mine*

Not edited

Pairings: John Tavares x wife!reader

Summary: When wanting a baby for so long, you’re scared for how John will feel when he gets something he isn’t exactly ready for.

Word Count: 760

Warnings: swearing, fluff, babies, angst with a happy ending

Requested: no

Note: I actually like this one, kinda rushed ending though.

Me and John have been married for a little over three years and on the second year of our marriage we tried having a baby, but nothing. I cried for weeks when I thought I was pregnant but wasn’t.

Even worse John wasn’t around to give me comfort. It put a stop In our love, it got to the point where I know sleep in the guest bed room. That was until one drunken night, where the two lovers made actual love since the beginning of their marriage.

And that brings me here, sitting on the guest bed waiting for five minute for the one test that could change our lives forever. A million thoughts running through my head.

Would John be happy?

Would it end your marriage?

Would John even have the time of day?

The alarm goes off on my phone signalling that the five minute are over. Cracking my knuckles, I walk into the guest bathroom. A sudden nervousness and anxiety take over my entire body.

Turning the test over I clamp my eyes shut, my hands are shaking and I can feel the tears taking over. Slowly I open my eyes and look down.

Positive. Six weeks.

My heart aches thinking of how I’m supposed to tell John, he so busy on the road and constantly being in different parts of the world. The thought of having to raise a baby now seems so wrong.

“Babe I’m home!” I hear John shout from downstairs, I can feel my heart racing. “I’m upstairs!” I yell back to him, hearing him run up the stairs. “Hi Johnny.” I smile, tucking the test in my sleeve.

“You know how I feel about that nickname.” He grumbles. “Come on you love it.” I tease him. it’s almost the thought of the baby isn’t around. Just us. “So where’s the next game?” I ask playing with the sleeve that the test is in.

“Vegas.” He says quietly, looking down at the ground. I sigh feeling my eyes water. “John I think we should talk.” I say looking up at him with tears in my eyes.

“Don’t say that, no. Those words end everything.” He says walking closer to me. “Just take a seat John.” I plea. He nods sitting at the corner of the bed. I follow, taking a seat beside him.

“John I know we’ve talked about this for sometime and it never worked out, but just listen to me please.” I solemnly say. “Babe you scaring me. What’s wrong?” He grabs my wrists, specifically the spot of the test. John looks at me confused before rolling up the sleeve to pull out the test.

“John-“

“Stop.” He says sternly, “is this-is this real?” He asks with shaky hands. I nod not being able to face him. I hear John sigh, “Y/N look at me.” When I refuse he puts his hands on both sides of my face, tilting up so he can see the falling tears.

“John- I’m- I’m sorry. I-I know you don’t wan-want this.” I tell him hyperventilating. “Y/N, breath baby, breath.” He picks me up and places me on his lap so I’m straddling him with my head ready on his should while he rubs my back.

“Fuck baby, don’t say that. I want this, we both want this. It’s something we’ve both wanted for so fucking long.” He whispers into my ear. “You know this means we can dress him in baby jerseys.”

I laugh lifting my head up. “Or her.” I say with my nose pointed upward. “Or her.” He repeats bopping my nose. “So this is good, we’re gonna do this?” I question with a stern face. “Yes, we’re doing this.” He smiles.

“But what about the road trips?” I ask furrowing my brows. “Baby, you’re pregnant. There is no way in hell that I’m letting you out of my sight. Which means you and I and this future skater will be coming with me everywhere.” John says softly, rubbing over my non-existent bump.

I kiss him, after that he deserves it. “I love you.”

“I love you too, so fucking much. But just so we’re clear, your gonna start sleeping in our bed.” He hugs me tight. “Also mo socials, not till their born.”

“Agreed.” I will not have our baby be all over the internet till they’re at least born.

“Do I have to get a baby on board sticker.” He asks cutely. “Whatever you want.” I tell him.

“Not anymore. If anything it’ll be that troublemaker that makes the decision.”

#john tavares imagine #nhl #nhl imagine #nhl blurb #hockey #hockey players #hockey imagine #toronto #toronto maple leafs #Toronto maple leafs imagine #leafsnation #go leafs go #john Tavares blurb #John Tavares angst #john Tavares #baby #angst #imagine

[misshoneyimhome]

Can you write for John Tavares again?

Of course 😊 have you got anything specific in mind? 🤍

#my asks #john tavares imagine

[nylwnder]

HAPPY NEW YEAR SLUTS! ⋆·˚ ❥

welcome to nylwnder (2024 edition) <3 i present to you all a gift. not only because you guys are the sweetest bunch ever!!but because you deserve a little treat to start off the year! and what better than something spicy, something thirsty, just plain right horny. yes. thats how much i love you guys!

this series will be featuring my favs, which i know you also love since you brainrot with me :) the fics will be posted whenever they are ready in order to allow them each to gain traction before the next drop. dont forget to join my new taglist to be notified! im having fun writing these, and i hope you all have fun reading them! coming soon… mwah mwah!

❛ SET LIST ❜

01 ⋆ ★ ryan o’reilly

-✶ ͙˚ ༘✎ plot : with ryan’s homecoming, you wont be using those late nights waiting for the offseason or the odd visit home. ryan is now yours, at every time of the hour. so this summer, the two of you go back to the family lakehouse, as an official pair, with still so much love to share.

02 ⋆ ★ luke schenn

-✶ ͙˚ ༘✎ plot : on a warm summer day, what better than to spend it in the pool with the people you love. but when clothes are stripped over the heat and the need for the feeling of cool, hands may get in some places. which only means luke needs to remind you, you’re all his.

03 ⋆ ★ john tavares

-✶ ͙˚ ༘✎ plot : sometimes, that barley used polaroid camera was made to take pictures that doesn’t necessarily showcase the usual subjects. but the landscape is enough to capture john’s eyes, and the film serves as a perfect gift for the road. you just better hope nobody finds them on accident.

04 ⋆ ★ morgan rielly

-✶ ͙˚ ༘✎ plot : home from a road trip in the cold days of winter, a freshly cooking meal is enough to make the rest of the night cozy and warm. but innocent food fights can also lead to some heated activities.

05 ⋆ ★ auston matthews

-✶ ͙˚ ༘✎ plot : coming home to a trail of clothes is probably the best thing auston could wish for, especially after getting another hattrick this season. not only do you bring warmth to his cold apartment, you’re lying there perfectly, waiting to be all his for the night.

06 ⋆ ★ michael bunting

-✶ ͙˚ ༘✎ plot : entering the new year with your partner is the way to go. but acting bratty to bunts during a competitive game of pool between the boys, isnt the way to go. so at the strike of midnight, there will definitely be some “entering” in one way or another.

07 ⋆ ★ william nylander

-✶ ͙˚ ༘✎ plot : as a local dog walker, there’s a certain pair of pups that own your heart — as well as their daddy. but since he’s your boss, that means the blonde is off limits. or one would think. but when you get in a muddy mess, you wouldn’t mind the offered help.

✧.*❥｡˚⁀➷ tagging some moots! @shoot-the-puck , @11livpangburn , @donttelltheelff , @domi-max , @spine-buster , @broadstbroskis , @2manytabsopen , @boqvistsbabe , @bunting27 , @ilyasorokinn , @harlowhockeystick , @couldawouldashoulda50 , @fallinallincurls , @p1tstop , @sweetiet , @mattyhatty , @bambina-daydreamer , @equallyshaw , @bedsyandco , @wyattjohnston , @catboygiroux

#nylwnder’s slutty series! #(sluts and whores is said with COMPLETE LOVE guys dw literally me too) #toronto maple leafs #william nylander #john tavares #michael bunting #morgan rielly #ryan o’reilly #luke schenn #auston matthews #toronto maple leafs fic #toronto maple leafs imagine #toronto maple leafs smut #william nylander smut #william nylander imagine #william nylander fic #william nylander x fem!reader #auston matthews fic #auston matthews smut #auston matthews x fem!reader

[toasttt11]

mack

August 7, 2019

Sidney quietly opened Cameron’s bedroom door holding a plate with her favorite breakfast, banana bread and candles light for her thirteenth birthday.

Sidney sat on the age of the bed and smiled fondly seeing her hair all crazily spread out across her pillow and he gently brushed some back and off her face, “Cam Bug.” Sidney softly cooed to his most important person.

“Mmm.” Cameron grumbled naturally leaning into her father’s touch.

“Happy birthday.” Sidney softly spoke and Cameron bounced up looking wide awake and Sidney bittersweetly smiled at his now teenager.

“Make a wish.” Sidney told her rubbing her back gently as she closed her eyes and blew out her candles. Cameron smiled and immediately broke off a piece of the banana bread and stuffed it in her face.

“Thank you.” Cameron mumbled leaning her head on her dad’s shoulder as she continued to stuff her face.

Sidney just sat with her as she ate and stealing a few bites and once she was finished, “Why don’t we get dressed there is some surprises for you down stairs.”

Cameron nodded and got out of bed and stumbled into the bathroom and came out a few minutes later in a pair of white cargo bangs and a blue and white striped shirt and a brush in her hand. She walked over to her dad and handed him the brush and Sidney gently brushed through her hair and got all of the knots out.

Sidney spun her around and gently kissed her forehead, “Beautiful.” Sidney proudly smiled at his beautiful daughter and he stood up off her bed.

They walked down the stairs and into the living room seeing a lot of people in there.

“Aunty Tay!” Cameron gasped and all but ran over to her aunt who has been on a trip the last few weeks.

“There’s my favorite niece.” Taylor smiled hugging her favorite niece tightly and pressing multiple kissed to the top of her head.

“I’m your only niece Aunty Tay.” Cameron giggled shaking her head at her silly aunt.

“Oh there’s my granddaughter.” Troy grinned at his granddaughter as she walked over to his wife and him. He pulled her into a tight hug rocking her back and forth before reluctantly releasing her as he knew his wife wanted to hug her too.

“Happy Birthday Cammie.” Tina beamed as she pulled her granddaughter into a hug.

“Thanks Nana.” Cameron smiled at her before skipping over to her Anna and Geno and Baby Nikita.

“Hi Kiki.” Cameron softly cooed at her baby cousin and looked at Anna for permission to hold him, Anna smiled and handed her son into her niece’s arms.

“Happy birthday маленький пингвин.” Geno pressed a kiss on her head and has been calling her little penguin in Russian since she was born as well as teaching her Russian.

“Thank you.” Cameron beamed but kept her eyes on her baby cousin in her arms, she gently brought her finger to his face and his little hands wrapped around her finger and opened his eyes at her.

She reluctantly passed him back to Anna and Anna smiled and gently kissed her forehead.

“Uncle Flower!” Cameron cheered as she rushed over to hug her godfather. Marc chuckled and hugged his goddaughter back.

“Hi Stells!” Cameron beamed at her two year old cousin.

“Cam Cam!” Estelle smiled widely and toddled over to her and lifted her hands up to her older cousin. Cameron picked up her and spun her around making Estelle giggle before Cameron set her cousin on her hip and gently hugged her very pregnant godmother.

“Hi Aunty Vee.” Cameron gently kissed her aunts cheek and Veronique gently caressed her sweet goddaughter cheek.

Cameron walked a step forward and a tiny body ran into her legs she looked down seeing her four year old cousin staring at her with a beaming smile.

“Hi Xan.” Cameron smiled and picked him up to setting him on her other hip.

“Happy Birthday Cam Cam.” Alexander cheered pressing a sloppy kiss onto her cheek and Cameron smiled tickling him slighty as she brought her cousins over to Kris and Catherine.

“Hi Uncle Krisy and Aunty Cat.” Cameron greeted them with a smile as her hands were full of her cousin.

“Hi darling, happy birthday.” Catherine gently kissed her nieces cheek. Kris gently ruffled her hair and hugged her being mindful of the kids in her arms.

Cameron smiled and heard to the couch and gently dropped both of her baby cousins making them giggle.

Cameron walked to her Nate, “Natey!” Cameron grinned and Nate smiled picking her up off the floor and shaking her back and forth in the hug.

“Happy Birthday baby Crosby!!” Nate cheered as he shook her like crazy before setting her back down gently.

Cameron smiled as a lot of her closest family members all came out to see her for her birthday.

Sidney had snuck out of the living room when Cameron was greeting everyone and he came back in with a something behind his back.

“What’s that?” Cameron titled her head curiously seeing her dad hiding something behind his back.

“Your present. Close your eyes.” Sidney smiled and Cameron closed her eyes holding out her hands and Sidney set the pet carrier in her hands, “Okay open.” Sidney smiled. Taylor had her phone out to film Cameron’s reaction.

Cameron let out a loud gasp as she opened her eyes and saw a cat in the carrier, she quickly knelt down setting the carrier on the ground and opened it up and the tiny white fluffy kitten popped her head out staring at Cameron.

“Hi.” Cameron whispered giggling happily as she been wanting a cat for years but Sidney wanted her to be a bit older so Cameron could take care of it.

The kitten meowed and jumped right out and onto her lap cuddling up on her. Cameron’s smile was so wide as she gently began petting her kitten.

Sidney sat down next to his daughter and smiled seeing her so happy.

“Thank you Dad.” Cameron hugged him being careful of her cat.

“Of course Cam Bug, happy birthday.” Sidney proudly smiled and brushed her hair out of her face and kissed the side of her head.

“What are you going to name him?” Taylor asked curiously to her niece.

Cameron titled her head thoughtfully before a mischievous grin came to her face, “Mack! Mr. Mack.”

Sidney let out a groan of defeat and Nate let out a booming laugh hearing the name.

#cameroncrosbyau #cc87 #sidney crosby #kris letang #evgeni malkin #marc andre fleury #nate mackinnon #connor bedard blurb #connor bedard imagine #connor bedard x oc #connor bedard #fraser minten x oc #fraser minten #nhl x oc #nhl au #toronto maple leafs #willy nylander #auston matthews x oc #auston matthews #mitch marner x oc #mitch marner #max domi #john tavares #cale makar #joseph woll x oc #matthew knies #matthew knies x oc #joseph woll blurbs #joseph woll imagine #joseph woll

[jackhues]

Any chance you could write an imagine about taking care of Matthew Knies after his concussion? It would be so cute

he'll be okay - matthew knies

note: idk how i feel about this, but like it's not bad.

gif not mine!

"no phone," you reminded matthew.

"i know," he groaned.

you dimmed the lights in the tavares' basement, making sure there was nothing that would aggravate matthew's concussion.

after a hit that happened in the first period, he was taken out of the game. the medical team had him under concussion protocol for a few hours, before finally confirming it.

you'd driven matthew back to the tavares house, where you were going to stay with him for a few days to take care of him, and were now making sure there wasn't anything that would hurt him more.

after double checking everything, you began to unwrap your dinner that you didn't get a chance to eat before.

"oh that's bright," you heard matthew's voice from the room, causing you to rush over.

matthew stood in the doorway, scrunching his face up and looking away.

"what's wrong?" you asked. "are you okay? do you need something?"

"no, no," matthew put a hand up. "i'm fine. the room's just really bright. but that's okay, i was just startled."

you bit your cheek, "you sure? you don't need anything?"

"i'm sure," he promised, giving you a smile.

you stood in the doorway, making sure matthew made his way to the bed without falling in the dark. once you were sure he didn't fall on his face, you closed the door behind you, returning to the living room to finish your dinner.

you finished eating your dinner, looking up at the sound of a knock.

john stood in the staircase, "how's he now? did they diagnose it?"

you nodded, "yeah, it's a concussion. they're saying it's minor for now, but because it's a head injury, he's not allowed to do anything or it might get worse. he went to sleep now, so hopefully the rest helps."

john sighed, running a hand down his face.

you understood his frustration perfectly.

"concussions get worse before they get better," he reminded you. "if he gets worse tomorrow, if you need help, tell me. i'm just upstairs... and, y/n. he'll be okay."

you smiled, "thanks."

he nodded, heading back upstairs.

you sighed to yourself, looking at the room where matthew was sleeping.

"he'll be okay," you agreed.

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