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this is so cheesy but can you do Kasperi Kapanen with number 9 from the general dialogue prompts (“Are they dead?”) about like… killing bugs for you lol
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9. "are they dead" (from this prompt list)
tw: killing of a bug
you had a deathly fear of spiders to the point where if you saw a spider, your entire day was put on hold until it was caught and killed. kasperi knew this since he was the person who was catching them.
he left early in the morning to get some errands done, and was getting ready to start grocery shopping when he got frantic texts from you.
y/n, the bae ❤️🔥💚💛❤️💚💙🖤
kas
kasperi
this is not the time to not reads your texts
KASPERI!
kas, the man 🧍♂️
what? what is it?
y/n, the bae ❤️🔥💚💛❤️💚💙🖤
come home
please
quick
run if it's quicker
kas, the man 🧍♂️
what happened?!
y/n, the bae ❤️🔥💚💛❤️💚💙🖤
hurry!
kas, the man 🧍♂️
all right, i'm on my way
kasperi rushed home, breaking a few speeding laws on the way. he opted for the stairs as opposed to the elevator, "what? what is it? what happened?" he burst through the front door.
"in here!" you shouted from the bathroom.
he sprinted down the hallway and found you standing on the sink of the bathroom, "what's going on?"
"there's a spider in the bathtub," you told him.
he deflated, catching his breath from the hike he had taken to get to your apartment, "are you kidding? i broke the speed limit, ran up the stairs and you mean to tell me that i did all of that because there's a tiny spider in the shower?"
"yes!" you exclaimed.
"i didn't even get to grocery shop."
"i'll do it for you, just get rid of it!" you shouted.
"all right, i'll do it. go outside." you hopped off the sink and waited in the hallway for him to "get rid of it".
after a few moments, you heard a loud bang and the door opened, "are they dead?”
“yes, the spider is gone. is that all, your highness?" he joked.
"no, that'll be all."
taylor's night of neglect!
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𝓼𝓮𝓮𝓲𝓷 𝓻𝓮𝓭 | 𝓶𝓪𝓽 𝓫𝓪𝓻𝔃𝓪𝓵 𝓪𝓾
↳ mat barzal x oc!
↳ updated as of 2/10/24
summary: miss east coast turned west coast, young entrepreneur has no eyes for anybody. too busy building her career and connections, and living out her post-college days. but ofcourse, with that being said, mat always loves a good challenge.
↠ olivia monroe esiason | main face claim: abigail cowen.
↠ sister to sydney esiason martin!
↠ starts to take place in jan 2024!
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thoughts:
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fics:
love at first sight.
when are you going to give me a chance?
are you jealous?
kisses to my exes..
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blurbs:
when olivia met trevor.
what happens in the hamptons...stays in the hamptons.
weekends with the martins.
when olivia kisses mat.
getting back at jack.
when kappy comes to town!
when winter comes to town.
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s.media:
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random:
about olivia!
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feral goblin hours are 24/7 which means i wrote another jeff/kappy fic in light of kappy’s contract extension (also it loosely follows the events of my previous fic). if you end up reading this i hope you enjoy <3
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all fic | universe | gifs | exchanges
(alphabetical order by team, then by player)
updated: 27 Jan '24
* = contains smut
boston bruins
charlie mcavoy
kiss it better now
buffalo sabres
erik johnson
only all the time (series of one shots)
jeff skinner
your eyes look like coming home
tyson jost
it’s me & you
out of ten
this is getting good now (series of one shots)
calgary flames
noah hanifin
the one who needs saving
carolina hurricanes
andrei svechnikov
kinda hope they catch us
colorado avalanche
gabriel landeskog
‘til you give me all your love
nathan mackinnon
the second time
you always did feel just like home
columbus blue jackets
nick blankenburg
need a little company
dallas stars
jake oettinger
the saddest thing i know
roope hintz
no sound worse than silence
tyler seguin
ain’t no sunshine (#1, #2, #3, #4, #5, playlist)
edmonton oilers
leon draisaitl
lock in your love
florida panthers
matthew tkachuk
don't want to miss you like this
you gotta kiss somebody (sometimes)
los angeles kings
pierre luc dubois
never said a thing
montreal canadiens
josh anderson
what am i to you?
nashville predators
anthony beauvillier
into moonlight (series of one shots)
taylor hall
better at leaving* & i just keep coming back to you*
new jersey devils
dougie hamilton
i’ll bet you didn’t even know
jack hughes
make it weird
we all have our secrets
we don't have no time to waste (series of one shots)
nico hischier
late nights in the middle of june (series of one shots)
not perfect (but we were)
new york islanders
mat barzal
all eyes, they're on you (series of one shots)
uh oh
new york rangers
chris kreider
toward a feminine sea
philadelphia flyers
joel farabee
fell in love with you in stages
travis konecny
take me as i am (series of one shots)
pittsburgh penguins
ryan graves
never saw you coming
to hold your hand (would be the bravest thing)
seattle kraken
andre burakovsky
dreamer (just like you)
we look good together*
jamie oleksiak
my picket fence penguins
your eyes look like coming home
st louis blues
colton parayko
open your heart to me
kasperi kapanen
let's get these wheels in motion*
kevin hayes
got a hold on me* (series of one shots)
how those rumours fly
toronto maple leafs
mitch marner
give the stars something to watch
morgan rielly
sache que je serai la tienne (series of one shots)
william nylander
let's get these wheels in motion*
vancouver canucks
brock boeser
and i had silly dreams
take you one day at a time (series of one shots)
elias pettersson
been a long time coming
quinn hughes
let's finish what we started
until the light shines through
vegas golden knights
nolan patrick
found the cure for a broken heart
say that we'll be together (series of one shots)
washington capitals
nicklas backstrom
give up the game
tom wilson
in the shadows & still want more
winnipeg jets
adam lowry
breaking all the rules
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Re Carts/Richy thirst "adopting" Kappy: Wouldn't that involve Mike Richards being willing to sleep with a Penguin who isn't Jeff Carter? I thought he had more than enough trouble sleeping with Jeff as a Penguin.
Anonymous asked:
sami kapanen (kasperi's father) was a teammate of mike and jeff on the flyers...
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AND THIS DEAR NONNIE IS ONE OF MY FAVOURITE TROPES. The "I was teammates with your DAD and you were a BABY and then you got HOT what the fuck do I do?" Is my favourite trope. There's some gorgeous willy nylander/nicke backstrom fics along this premise and also a willy/henke fic (honestly, willy is so good for this trope.)
Kappy and Cartsy work PERFECTLY for it. The guilt. The feeling so old. The "am I betraying my boyfriend by sleeping with a penguin even though I am a penguin?" just adds a whole nother layer of deliciousness to it.
Richie would HATE that he found Kappy attractive for so many reasons and that is why I want to do it....
(from both a writing and reading perspective, guilt is one of my favourite emotions to play with, I have no idea why, I just find it tasty)
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your longing (that looked so much like mine)
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/V8rYnIS
by novembrs
“I’m going to file for arbitration tomorrow,” Kappy said, his voice resolute.
Jeff swallowed. “Oh, that’s great. Are you sure?”
There was a quiet laugh.
“Yeah, Jeff, I’m sure. I want to stay in Pittsburgh.”
Jeff couldn’t fight the smile that creeped up on his lips.
“I want you to stay in Pittsburgh, too.”
(Or - Kappy's contract is extended and Jeff faces one of the biggest challenges of his life.)
Words: 10789, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Fandoms: Men's Hockey RPF
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Categories: M/M
Characters: Kasperi Kapanen, Jeff Carter, Pittsburgh Penguins Ensemble
Relationships: Jeff Carter/Kasperi Kapanen
Additional Tags: Established Relationship, Dom/sub Undertones, Daddy Kink, Age Difference, Sexual Content, Offseason Shenanigans, (loosely follows the events of my previous 7742 fic), Porn with Feelings, (so many feelings), (they are two idiots in love)
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/V8rYnIS
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please come home for christmas | kasperi kapanen
a/n: i wanted to practice writing some angst during this series and who better than with kapster!
warnings: angst, mild cursing
word count: 1.2k
taglist: @bb-nhlqueen7 , @sebbyaho , @swedishprince88 , @nilspettersson @boqvistsbabe , @oliviapangburn118 , @brandtsclarke , @stars-canucks
inspired by: please come home for christmas by eagles
series masterpost: 10 days of christmas
you woke up to another day with a cold and empty bed in your dimly lit bedroom. you stared up at the ceiling, letting out a sigh and debating whether to get up or not. you had nothing to do anyway.
your family was over 1100km away from you and there wasn’t a way to get a last minute ticket considering it was christmas eve. your friends spending the frosty days with their significant others perfectly in love with each other. so that left you to sleep for another hour before you dragged yourself up to go to the bathroom.
you looked at yourself in the mirror. your hair was messy and dry, your eyes and cheeks stained from old tears, your skin pale. you scoffed at yourself, embarrassed you couldn’t stop thinking about him. that you spent the last three days in your bed crying yourself to sleep. wondering what you did to deserve an empty bed in the first place.
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you and your boyfriend had shared a heated conversation in the midst of being in a drunken state. you got irritated for his distance all night. and he got bothered by your “interrogating”.
“do you even love me?” you asked, warm tears falling down your face, contrast to the cold atmosphere of the room.
you looked at his blunt face. he looked into your eyes, saw your only fear eating you inside. and he didn’t know what to say. you were both in a rough patch but you were begging for him to fight. you wanted him, you were willing to do anything to be with him. and he would just stand there and do nothing.
“TELL ME IF YOU LOVE ME?” you yelled, shattered that he was giving you no hope.
“i don’t know” is all he said as he grabbed his coat and walked out the door.
you bursted out crying, crawling to your couch.
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you took a warm shower and made your way to the kitchen to cook something to eat for lunch. as you sat in your living room, looking out your floor to ceiling windows in your condo, you watched the cloudy city of pittsburgh — thinking about him.
then you looked at the small christmas tree in the corner, all the laughs and kisses and sex that night held. you took this hard. christmas was your favourite holiday and to know there wasn’t a thing, except for one, that would make the pain go away hurt even more. the one thing that could make you feel okay, one touch, one kiss, only one person you want at this time of the year.
but he was gone,
right?
you grabbed your coat and keys and headed outside.
kappy also woke up in an empty bed. no life in his condo either. everything dim, the only warmth was the steam coming from his cup of coffee.
he also looked outside his balcony. taking all the people in, picturing each and every one of their lives.
you ran, you couldn’t take it anymore. you needed to see him. you needed to talk to him. you looked at every couple who were snuggled up against each other battling the cold. the strong love hovering over them. why couldn’t you have that too? why couldn’t you go ice skating with kappy? why couldn’t you go last minute christmas shopping with kappy? why couldn’t you make hot cocoa and watch a movie with him? why can’t you have him back? you want him home with you, this christmas. that only made you run faster.
as kappy was about to turn around and head back inside, he saw a girl with a blue coat run towards the direction of his building. pushing people out of the way, her face rosy due to the cold. he couldn't believe it.
his phone began ringing as you went out of sight - it was the front entrance buzzer. he answered the call, “yeah?”
“open the fucking door you idiot” his heart warmed when he heard your honey-like voice. he buzzed you in and opened his door to wait for you.
you catch your breath in the elevator, nervous as to what might ensue in a few moments. when the elevator opened and you walked out to the hallway you looked at him. a half smile creeped out of the corners of your lips. not only because he was anxiously waiting for you, but because he looked just as shitty as you.
“you too?” you asked, implying that he felt like shit as well.
“yeah” he says softly, taking in your presence. he moved to the side to let you in, you felt the lonely feeling in his apartment just like the one in your own. you looked back at him and he shut the door not taking his eyes off of you. you could see he was thinking of what to tell you.
kappy thought about how stupid he was to not tell you how much he loved you that night. but he just froze. he didn’t want to give you false hope because he wasn’t in the right mindset at the time. with the time he had for himself these past days, he reminisced about all the times you two shared. he cried too. what a fucking idiot he was to treat you the way he did. for all he knew, he didn’t know why he felt so distant. it wasn’t because of you, he was doing it to all his friends and family. he was too embarrassed to say anything about it so he tried dealing with it by himself but clearly he shouldn’t have.
he replayed that night over and over in his head. thinking he might have just lost you right there and then. thinking he wasn’t going to be able to give you the presents he has hidden in his closet. or that he wasn’t going to have you to kiss for new year’s day.
“i’m so fucking sorry.” he said walking up to you. “i wasn’t feeling right and i was treating you horribly and you don’t deserve it in the slightest bit. i’m sorry” he took off your jacket, his eyes watering just like yours.
“i fucking love you y/n. i love you so much. i’ve always loved you” he said, picking you up. a tear fell from your eye, more following as you wrapped your arms around kappy’s neck.
“yeah? i love you too” you said laughing as he smiled back. he took you to his bed and laid you down gently. you pulled him to you by his arm and tugged at his hair as you both kissed each other. desperateness lacing your actions.
“why didn’t you tell me? i could’ve helped you through it”
“i was embarrassed, but clearly more stupid.” he gave you tired smile. “but you have me now. i’m yours. i’m all yours.”
you cried some more. seeing the genuinity in his eyes, knowing everything he’s felt these days. you stayed pressed against each other, until he broke the silence. “want to watch the holiday again?” he asked, curling a strand of your hair.
“yes please. maybe back in my place, so we can open our gifts tomorrow beside my tree?”
“deal.”
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Wrong Direction: Chapter 1 (K. Kapanen)
Request from my bestest friend @moriellymakesmesoft 😚
“So, what are you doing tonight, Y/N?” Willy asks me one day on facetime after his morning practice.
“Uhm, I was thinking of surprising Kap? He thinks I have album stuff until late tonight, but I took the night off to hang out with him.”
“Aww,” he coos. I make a face at him through the screen and he throws his head back and laughs, his blonde hair falling off his face. “But seriously, he'll really like that. I wish I had a girl that cared about me as much as you care about him.”
I smile and nod, not sure how to respond. Will and I have been best friends since we met at a coffee shop when I moved to Canada during his rookie season with the Leafs. I'm a songwriter and moved to Toronto when I was signed to a label located here. Neither of us knew too many people, so we started to hang out and hit it off pretty well. He introduced me to his friend, Kasperi, about two months after we started hanging out. He said that he thought I'd like him, and he was right. Kap and I started going out together a couple weeks after we met and he's the most amazing guy I know. I trust him with everything I have.
Will and I continue talking for a couple hours while I do some cleaning and he plays video games. Eventually I have to end the call to go shopping for groceries. I'm about to send Kasperi a text asking if he wants anything, but then I remember that he's supposed to think i'm out doing album promotions. Instead I throw my phone on the passenger seat with my bag and start the car.
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I open the door to our apartment and call out Kap’s name, expecting for him to be home from Mango’s place by now. “Kap?” I call again, dropping the grocery bags gently on the floor. I step out of my shoes and make my way into the apartment, putting my keys on the table next to the door and pulling my phone out of my bag before putting it on the table too. I walk down the short hall to the bedroom we share and put my ear against the door, trying to hear if he's snoring.
But I hear a different sound. I assume he's watching something, because at the end of the day he's still a boy, so I start to open the door. “Hey Kasu, I finished-”
The words fall off my lips. Kasperi’s there, lying in bed.
Lying in bed, naked.
Lying in bed, naked, with a girl I’ve never seen before on top of him.
It takes a second before they notice me. I can't move. I can't watch, but I can't move.
“Y/N!” Kasperi exclaims, making no effort to push the girl off of him. She's sexier than I am, her boobs are bigger than mine. “What, uh, what are you doing home?” his voice is grovely, the way it is when…
“What the fuck?!” I start. I'm in such a state of shock that I don't feel anything. I’m numb. “I, uh, I have to go…” I trail off again, running my hand through my hair, pulling at it. She's still on his dick. He makes no effort to try to stop me, to say anything. He's just staring at me. “Yeah, I have to go.”
I feel like I’m going to be sick, but I can't let myself do that. Instead, I put my shoes back on, grab my bag and keys, and close the apartment door behind me, leaving the bags of groceries on the floor. “Willy?'' I ask into my phone when he picks up after two rings.
“Y/N? Whats up? I thought you were having a night with Kappy?”
“Uhm, yeah, change of plans. Can I come over to your place?” My voice breaks on the last word and I force myself to take a deep breath, to not lose it right here, in the hallway waiting for the elevator to come and take me away from my worst nightmare.
“Of course, you never have to ask, okay? Come over, drive safe babe.”
“Okay.” I say. His words break me. Tears fall down my face, but I keep the phone next to my ear.
The elevator doors open.
“Y/N did he touch you? Did he lay a fucking hand on you? If he hurt you I will fucking murder him and you know that.”
The elevator doors close
“No he didn't hurt me. Not physically,” I tell him. “I'll tell you everything when I get there. But, uhm, Kasperi and I are… done. We’re done.”
“Oh my god, Y/N,'' he sounds so sad for me and I don't want to cry any harder than I am now, before I have to get in the car.
“I'll see you soon,” I choke out.
I trusted Kasperi with everything inside of me. I never thought he would hurt me.
But he did just that.
I think he broke me.
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The door to Willy's place swings open as soon as I press the doorbell and he pulls me inside, into his arms. “My baby,” he sighs, when I eventually pull back. I know my eyes are swollen and my mascara is probably runny, but the fact that I'm a mess doesn't even pass through my thoughts. All I can think about is Kasperi in bed with someone who isn't me.
Willy leads me into his living room and sits me down on the couch. I sniffle and he cracks a tiny smile. “You're the cutest human, you know that?”
“When I came home I found him in bed with a girl I’ve never seen before.”
His smile disappears and he becomes somber again. “Babe, I’m… I’m so fucking sorry, Y/N. I don't even know what to say.” he perches himself on the edge of the couch and looks at me sadly.
“Don't say anything. Just… will you hold me?”
He doesn't respond, but sits back into the couch and pulls me into him. I’m shaking, but he holds me tight. We stay there, me in his arms, for a long time, neither of us saying a word. After almost an hour passes, and I've stopped shaking, he loosens his grip and looks at me, searching my eyes. “Pizza or chinese?”
“Pizza. It’s fucking cheat day today.” Will and I both giggle at the accuracy of the words. I run my hands under my eyes and sniffle. “Why would he do this? I thought he loved me,” I ask, watching Will pull out his phone to uber eats pizza.
“Babe, he does love you. But he’s stupid. He has no idea how lucky he was to have you. He’s dumb and doesn’t deserve for you to care about him, but if you need to cry its okay.” He places a hand on my cheek and wipes away a tear with his thumb. “You’re my best friend, and I’d fucking kill for you. Kasperi’s my friend, too, but he really fucked up and I hope you realize I refuse to even look at him for the next couple of weeks.”
“No, don't say that.'' I giggle and hold his hand that's against my cheek. “I don't want this to ruin your relationship with him too. I love you, Willy, and I know you care about me, but don't do that, okay?”
“Fine,” he groans. He throws himself back into the couch and my phone rings. I pick it up and my heart drops into my stomach. I look up at Will and he takes the phone from me wordlessly. “What do you want and why the fuck are you calling this number, man?”
“Please, man, just let me talk to her,” I hear Kasperi say through the phone. Will doesn't miss a beat and tells him off.
“Why the fuck would i let you do that? She loves you so much, and you fucking cheated on her. For what? I genuinely don't understand how you could do that to Y/N.”
“I wasn't thinking, okay? Just, please, let me talk to her.”
I hear Kasperis voice break and I let out a sob, but I shake my head when he looks at me, asking me silently if I do want to talk to him.
“Look, uh, I have to go, but, uhm, in case you care at all, she's safe and she’s staying at my place for now.”
“Fuck,” I hear him sigh through the phone, and I bring my hand up to my face to muffle the sob that forces its way out. “I just want her to know I love her more than anything and I never meant to hurt her. Can you just… let her know?”
“You cheated on her, man, that's the lowest thing you could possibly do. I'll pass on the message, even though your words can't fix anything now.”
Will hangs up the phone without saying bye and throws it down on the couch next to him. “He loves you, you know that.”
“I don't know anything about him anymore,” I admit, and the sobs return. William shakes his head and looks at me with sad eyes.
“I'm so sorry he did this to you. You can stay here as long as you like, I can go pick up your things tomorrow after practice if you want.”
“Really? Will that’s really sweet but you don't have to.”
“I know I don't, but I love you and I want to. Please? Stay here with me for a few weeks, at least until you can find a new place?”
I nod, not averse to the idea at all. Maybe spending time with my best friend will help me get over Kap faster. Not likely, but it's a possibility.
“Ok, so you can come to practice-” he cuts himself off, realizing that would mean I'd have to see him, too.
“No, uh, I think I will.”
“Okay…” he responds hesitantly, “So you can come to practice tomorrow morning and then we can head to his place right after. You can stay in the car, I'll just ask kap for help collecting your things.”
I nod and wipe at my nose with the back of my hand. “I can’t believe it's actually over. I've loved him for so long, so much, but now it looks like he never even cared about me.”
“I know, babe,” he says and kisses me on the forehead. “It's gonna hurt for a while, but it'll get better, and I'm here for you forever.”
I nod again and try to smile at him. “I don't deserve a friend like you,” I say.
“You deserve so much more than me, Y/N,” he laughs, and the sound of his joy makes me smile for real.
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Fight Night - Kasperi Kapanen
Authors Note: I’m back again! So this fic is a lot longer than what I’ve previously shared but I’m quite proud of it. I feel like I’m slowly getting back to the way I used to write, so I hope you all enjoy it! Special thanks to my lovely @squilliamnylander for all the support while writing this!
Word Count: 2.4k approx.
Warnings: Swearing (a lot), mentions of cheating
“Can you turn the music down?”. “Why?”. “Because it’s annoying”. “Deal with it”. “Are you fucking serious?”. Date night was going well. “Kappy if you don’t turn that music down right now, I swear to god”. “Go ahead cause I’m not turning it down”. How mature. You rolled your eyes and gazed out the window, deciding you would ignore Kappy for the remainder of the ride home. And then he started clicking his tongue against the roof of his mouth. With each click you flinched in anger. You could actually feel the rage bubbling inside of you, the remnants of your restaurant fight igniting and clambering to be released. Take a deep breath, just pretend you’re on a beach by yourself, the only sound is crashing waves and… click…“WOULD YOU STOP CLICKING YOUR FUCKING TONGUE”. You’d yelled so loud you gave yourself a fright but it had the desired effect as Kappy stopped making that obnoxious noise. You couldn’t believe how terrible this night was turning out to be. What was supposed to be a night for the two of you to treat yourselves had turned into a full-blown disaster, thanks to your little friend called insecurity. That bitch was always ruining everything.
The evening hadn’t started off like this. You’d raced home from work, wanting every spare second to wow your boyfriend on your first date night (that didn’t involve the couch) in months. You shaved, shampooed, conditioned and moisturised, infatuated by your own silky skin as you danced around in your light pink, lacy bra and panties, pondering which outfit you were going to wear to knock his socks off. You settled on a sleeveless, pale blue wrap dress, patterned with light coloured flowers that was cut on an angle revealing your left thigh, while the V-neck allowed you to expose a cheeky bit of cleavage. You took your time putting on your makeup, making sure you didn’t resemble a clown, and spritzed yourself with your favourite Dolce & Gabbana perfume. You ducked into the wardrobe to grab a pair of nude strappy heels as your phone lit up with a message from Kappy saying “on my way x”. You ran a brush through your hair, deciding to softly curl the ends as Kappy let himself in and came up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist and pressing a kiss to your cheek. “You look fucking hot” he spoke into your cheek, his breath leaving a tingling sensation on your skin. You turned around, back pressed against the sink, and pulled his face close to yours. “You don’t look so bad yourself” you said as you leaned in, nibbling on his lip playfully. You loved his lips and you loved what he could do with them. Kappy squeezed your ass, causing you to leap up in surprise, “so we can stay in if you don’t want to go out for dinner?” he teased. “Oh no, no, no” you replied, “we are going out for dinner, I did not dress up like this just to sit on the couch”. Kappy laughed, “well we better get going then” and you lead him out to the car but not before receiving another complementary ass grab.
Kappy had made a reservation at your favourite Italian restaurant, knowing full well that the way to your heart was through pasta. You walked in hand in hand, and were taken to your table almost immediately. You browsed over the drinks menu, choosing a boring old lemonade for yourself while Kappy decided on water since he was driving. When the waiter left you and Kappy began a friendly game of footsie under the table, with you enjoying every chance to make him squirm as you slid your foot slowly up his leg and nudging his inner thigh. You continued to rub your foot back and forth against his thigh while he attempted to order you both dinner, the waiter bemused at Kappy’s sudden inability to be able to produce a coherent sentence. “We’ll both have the chicken carbonara please” you interjected, winking at your boyfriend who now resembled a beetroot. The second the waiter walked away, Kappy pushed your foot away and tried to regain his composure. “You’re such a tease” he hissed, “takes one to know one” you retorted. While you waited for your meal to arrive you went through several glasses of lemonade, and your bladder felt like it was going to burst. “I need to use the ladies room” you said, excusing yourself. Once you had relieved yourself, you touched up your lipstick and headed back into the dining room. You faltered as you opened the door, stunned by the sight of two gorgeous, tall blondes standing with your boyfriend. One had her arm on his shoulder, caressing it, while the other was acting as if Kappy was the most hilarious guy in the world. What really got your temper flared, was the look on his face. He was loving it. He was laughing along with them, lapping the attention up. Had he forgotten that he was here with you, his girlfriend? You took a few deep breaths, trying to calm yourself, and marched towards your table. You ignored Kappy and the girls, focused only on your pasta and keeping your mouth shut in case you said something you’d later regret. Sensing your animosity, Kappy wished the girls a good night and they went back to their table. “You know the polite thing to do would have been to say hello” Kappy spat. You dropped your fork with a clatter and hissed back, “you know the polite thing to do would be to not flirt with random girls while on a date with your girlfriend”. Kappy rolled his eyes, “I wasn’t flirting with them, they just came over. Fuck, Y/N I couldn’t just tell them to leave”. “Yeah you really looked like you were suffering” you replied sarcastically. Kappy looked you dead in the eyes, “are we actually going to do this now? Do you really want to ruin the evening?”. Now he’d done it. “Me!? Ruin the evening!? You were the one shopping around for your next bit of meat, since apparently I’m not enough for you”. “Y/N what the fuck? You’re reading way too much into this. Seriously we were just talking”, “Funny, I didn’t know you had to have physical contact to be able to talk to someone” you snapped back. You knew you were overreacting. You felt like you were having an outer body experience, just watching yourself create an entire scenario that was completely fictional. But this was your past coming back and rearing its ugly head.
Your last relationship had destroyed all sense of trust you had in anyone you got close to. You’d found out that your ex-boyfriend, the one you’d foolishly been planning your forever with, had been cheating on you for five months. He had a whole other life that you were oblivious to but once you found out about it, you felt like yours was over. He said that she was better than you in every single way. Better looking, better in bed, better at giving him what he needed. You believed him. You let him convince you that you deserved this, that you asked for this. You should’ve payed more attention to him, sacrificed more for him. For so long after your breakup, you berated yourself for everything he said you’d failed at. You tore your own character apart, refusing to see that none of it was your fault. After six trying months, you’d managed to fix yourself up and get on with life. That’s when you met Kappy. He was everything that your ex wasn’t, and he treated you the way you’d always wished a man would treat you. He proved time and time again that you could trust him, and you knew you could. But your past was always there, keeping a close eye on your happiness. Maybe you hadn’t fixed your insecurities. You’d merely put a bandage over them.
You continued your dinner in silence. No eye contact, no conversation. Best date night ever. The waiter returned, “would you like to see our dessert men … ” “No, can I have the cheque thanks” Kappy interjected. You were taken aback but not surprised he wanted to get this evening over with. “I’ll be in the car” you huffed, grabbing your purse and storming out. The air had gotten cooler and half way to the car you realised you didn’t have the keys or a jacket. You refused to go back to Kappy so, your stubborn ass defiantly lent against the car and befriended each and every goose bump on your arms. After cursing under your breath for what felt like forever, Kappy finally arrived at the car and you were able to get in and defrost. As you stepped into the car, you slammed the door as a reminder to him that you were still fuming. “Can you not slam the door?”. You took one look at Kappy, reopened your door and slammed it as hard as possible. Yeah, you were a petty bitch.
And, that’s why you were now suffering through the longest car ride home ever. Funnily enough, the journey felt like it was taking an eternity. To make things even better, you were now being overtaken by every car in sight. You could walk home faster than this. “Why are we slowing down?”. “If I knew I would tell you” Kappy replied, his sarcastic tone evident. You rolled your eyes, and as you went to lean your elbow on the door you noticed a red light on the dashboard. This was not happening. “Hey genius, do you know what that red light next to the fuel gage means?” you chirped. Kappy glared at you before quickly turning his flushed face away, realising that he’d completely forgotten to fill his car up with gas. He pulled off the road and parked up, knowing it was safer to stop here than in the middle of the road. You opened your mouth to have another crack at him but he stepped out of the car and got on the phone before you had a chance. Your ego couldn’t resist the opportunity to dig at him mercilessly for his mistake, so you stepped out into the cold night and leant against the car. Kappy got off the phone, mumbling something about a tow truck and sat on the hood of the car. You looked at him, expecting more details but he didn’t say a word. This was going to be fun.
After five minutes of standing in the cold, you snapped. “What idiot lets their car run out of gas?”. “Oh, I’m the idiot? Because you’re the one that is that much of an attention seeker that you decided that I was cheating on you with two chicks I’d never even said a word to before tonight”. “Did you seriously just call me a fucking attention seeker? After all I went through with Scott, do you really think I’d enjoy seeing that happen to myself again?”, you could feel the tears welling in your eyes as it dawned on Kappy what had set you off. “Shit” he mumbled. You turned your back to him, not wanting him to see how much your insecurities had broken you. The tears were now steadily flowing down your face, and you were shivering so much that anyone driving past would have just seen a blue blur. Kappy walked over and wrapped his arms you, holding you tight and trying to warm you up. “Don’t touch me” you said, but you felt yourself sinking further into his body, relishing the warmth he was radiating. For a few moments you just stood there together in silence, watching the traffic go by. You felt Kappy shift his head, resting his face against your cheek. “You know that I love you, and I would never take you for granted like that dick did. You are incredible, and you’re the only one that can’t see it. You’re crazy intelligent, you have the biggest heart, and you’re fucking beautiful. You don’t deserve what he did to you, and you don’t deserve to still feel how he made you feel. I want you to know that you can trust me, that when I’m away on road trips all I’m thinking about is when I get to see you next”. You were hooked on his every word but your fears refused to vanish. “But that’s just it. We’re always so busy and you go away so often, and that little voice in my head is telling me that you’re off with some girl that just wants a good time and not all my baggage. You deserve that, you deserve better than a paranoid girlfriend who blows everything out of proportion” you tearfully replied. Kappy turned you around and held your face in his hands, “I don’t want anyone else. I want you. You have every right to be scared after what you’ve been through, you are not paranoid. You are not crazy. Everyone has their own shit that they have to go through and sometimes it takes a while to overcome. I want to help you get through that so you can enjoy what we have. I want you to learn to trust me, I’m not going to make you because that’s something I have to earn. You mean a hell of a lot to me and I love you”. He wiped away your remaining tears and pressed the gentlest of kisses to your lips, warming your insides. You’d felt like you were falling but when he kissed you he caught you, he brought you back to reality. The look in his eyes told you that everything he said he meant and, for once, your heart and brain were on the same wave length. You rested your forehead against his, taking a moment. “I love you, Kappy”. You snuggled into his chest, feeling at home in his arms because you’d finally found someone that got you. “Not to ruin the moment”, you laughed, “but how far away is that tow truck? Because my legs are starting to resemble icicles”. Kappy squeezed you tighter and smiled, “should be any minute now but I know for certain there’s a hot shower for two on offer at my place”. You looked up at Kappy with a smirk, admiring his gorgeous face in the dim lights of the approaching tow truck. “Can’t wait” you sung.
#kasperi kapanen#kappy#kasperi kapanen imagine#kasperi kapanen fic#nhl imagine#nhl fic#hockey imagine#toronto maple leafs#leafs#nhl#fanfic#hockey fanfiction
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st. louis blues
* = from a prompt list
kasperi kapanen !
blurbs,
✷ bugs - kasperi comes home faster than ever, per y/n’s frequent texts, only to find out it’s because of a spider. *
colton parayko !
fics,
✷ the three party - picking out a christmas tree was always a ceremonious day for the parayko family. and this year, they had a new addition, winnie, so that made the whole thing all the more special. (part of “taylor’s very merry christmas” series)
jakub vrana !
imagines,
✷ one last hurrah - y/n and jakub are expecting your first child, so you go on a little trip before the baby comes.
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#hockey imagine#hockey smut#nhl fanfiction#nhl imagine#nhl smut#hockey#nhl#mat barzal imagine#hockey fic#nhl x reader#auston matthews#tyler seguin#marc andre fleury#jack hughes#kasperi kapanen#brad marchand#elias pettersson#erik johnson
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“One of the reasons they found chemistry on the ice is they have it off the ice. I think Kappy has a lot of respect for Carts and he should - his body of work speaks for itself. I think Carts' mentorship has been really good for Kappy.”
- Coach Sullivan on Carter and Kapanen
#i’m feeling SO normal about this what do you mean#god i need to finish up that fic right now#hockey#jeff carter#kasperi kapanen#pittsburgh penguins#pens
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hey friends! it's been a hot minute since i've done a little fic rec! today felt like a good day to do some because i've actually gotten back into reading a bit more lately! so let's go! (they are not all new lol so don't expect like all 2021 fics here okay thanks bye)
marner_93 is offline by nationalhorribleleague
here we have a really cute and fun au where mitch is a twitch streamer that has a crush on a famous hockey player (auston) and auston is a fan of a certain twitch streamer. two part series, just generally a really fun au!
helplessness blues by Aria_Masterson1153
Auston Matthews: first overall pick to the Toronto Maple Leafs, beer pong extraordinaire, and writer of many brooding songs pertaining to his cock-blocking crush on his best friend, and best person in general, Mitch Marner.
a small, quiet room by @jamesvanriemsdyk
the inherent romance (and intimacy) of a shitty college dorm kitchen between a tiny californian and a russian with piano hands
in the name of being honest by @jamesvanriemsdyk
honestly can any of us believe that james has gifted us with not one but two fics this year? but this is uh, tragic, but good. nolan to seattle to the pens, and william nylander with him. their friendship is everything to me.
bruises, on both my knees for you by eden22
NOT FOR THE FAINT OF HEART OKAY. this fic is A Lot(TM). Kyle Dubas is very, very mean and cold hearted, until he is not. William Nylander is very, very broken and lonely, until he is not. Mitch Marner is soft and sweet and tragically manipulated, until he is not. It's a process, and it hurts, and its written so hauntingly beautifully, but holy shit it is NOT an easy read. It WILL hurt you. but it will also, eventually, put you back together.
I've never been a natural (all I do is try, try, try) by @iwantthemtostay
dylan strome is a toronto maple leaf. connor mcdavid is a toronto maple leaf. the team is maybe not as haunted.
To make me dream of you by Caivallon
Auston is a Toronto Maple Leaf. Mitch is a Skateboarder. It's a beautiful, found family of a lot of misfit people fitting together in a hodgepodge house in an up and coming neighborhood.
#fic rec#hockey rpf#toronto maple leafs#mitch marner#auston matthews#connor mcdavid#dylan strome#nolan patrick#travis konecny#tknp#marnthews#william nylander#kasperi kapanen#nick robertson#semyon der-arguchinstev#james tag
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Ugly Sweater Party - K. Kapanen
Day 15: This continues the relationship from Hospital Visit
Kasperi flew into the apartment, the team had been collecting food for Toronto’s food bank this afternoon and he got caught up helping and was running late to pick up Mia for the teams ugly sweater party. “Babe! Have you seen my sweater?” he shouts coming through the door. In his haste he wasn’t paying attention and ran directly into the green monstrosity Mia was holding out. She was already bungled up in her jacket and scarf.
“Hi Babe? How was your day? It’s so nice to see you.” She sarcastically rolls her eyes while Kappy pulled his shirt over his head.
Her eyes racked up and down his torso before looking back into his eyes. Kasperi smirked at her, “Like what you see babe?” pulling the sweater over his head while tossing his shirt down the hallway. It landed in a heap right outside of their bedroom door.
“Well I did until I saw that.” She chirped with an eyebrow raised. Kappy sighed before picking up the shirt and exaggerating it’s placement in the hamper. Mia laughed rolling her eyes as Kappy hustled her out the door and into the car on their way to the Tavares’s household. Kasperi parked as close as possible so they wouldn’t freeze in the quickly dropping temperatures outside. Dropping a kiss on Mia’s forehead he held open the door to cheers as they walked in the room.
Mia came to a sudden stop in the hallway, her jaw dropped staring at Willy who was crackling wearing a replica of her college soccer jersey. Kasperi’s eyes widened preparing for a blowout before Mia started opening her own jacket, “Keep laughing Nylander.” As the entire room began laughing.
The Instagram post of the night came from Mia’s page. Kasperi in between her and Willy with his green monstrosity covered in Santa’s, Willy on the left in her soccer jersey, and her on the right in Willy’s team Switzerland jersey. Who embarrasses Kappy more I wonder? I clearly won the ugly sweater party.
#kasperi kapanen#kasperi kapanen imagine#nhl imagines#nhl imagine#nhl fic#nhl fanfiction#toronto maple leafs#toronto maple leafs imagine#nhl blurb#nhl blurbs#hockey writing#hockey fanfiction#hockey imagines
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welcome besties!!! i got inspired to create 10 fics for the christmas season! it will consist of 10 of my fav boys accompanied with 10 of my fav christmas songs and hopefully they’ll bring you some jolly! be on the lookout for these!
🎄 — day 1 : jack campbell dec 15th, 2021
‘white christmas’ by frank sinatra | kissing under the mistletoe.
🎁 — day 2 : travis dermott dec 16th, 2021
‘glittery’ by kacey musgraves & troye sivan | your first christmas with a SO.
✨ — day 3 : frederik andersen dec 17th, 2021
‘feliz navidad’ by josé feliciano | taking him to your latino childhood home.
🎄 — day 4 : kasperi kapanen dec 18th, 2021
‘please come home for christmas’ by eagles | yearning for each other after a breakup.
🎁 — day 5 : mitch marner dec 19th, 2021
‘all i want for christmas is you’ by mariah carey | finally sharing the bottled up feelings for each other.
✨ — day 6 : john tavares dec 20th, 2021
‘have yourself a merry little christmas’ by judy garland | doing all the christmas necessities with the kids.
🎄 — day 7 : alex kerfoot dec 21st, 2021
‘i need you christmas’ by jonas brothers | your best friend helps you cheer up for christmas.
🎁 — day 8 : rasmus sandin dec 22nd, 2021
‘cold december night’ by michael bublé | a snowball fight that ends in a more warming activity.
✨ — day 9 : morgan rielly dec 23rd, 2021
‘santa baby’ by kylie minogue | after he dresses up as santa claus for the family’s kids, you’ve got a little surprise for mr. claus.
🎄 — day 10 : william nylander dec 24th, 2021
‘the christmas song’ by nat king cole | after a snowstorm forces everyone inside, you two make the most out of it.
tagging some moots : @oliviapangburn118 @brocklovespetey @hy-lander @holidaywishes @broadstbroskis @shoot-the-puck @dembenchboys @joeljuice @ayohockeycheck @bb-nhlqueen7 @silver-eye @heatabovejakey @kleafs221 @nhlandotherimagines @2manytabsopen @prettyboyjackhughes
join my taglist so you don’t miss them!
#g’s christmas series!#william nylander#morgan rielly#rasmus sandin#alex kerfoot#john tavares#mitch marner#frederik andersen#travis dermott#jack campbell#kasperi kapanen#toronto maple leafs#toronto maple leafs fic#toronto maple leafs imagine#hockey fic#hockey imagines#hockey writing#nhl fics#nhl writing#nhl imagines#g! talks writing
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