#leafsnation

yeah i’m so normal about this 🙂‍↕️

initial reaction: holyyyyyyy FUCK

stars of the series:

⭐ - anthony stolarz

⭐⭐ - morgan rielly

⭐⭐⭐ - william nylander

im shocked and delighted !! my team is doing so well and i am so so proud of them. did i doubt us? no, never, not a single bit (i totally did). i think we could have easily won in 4 or 5 games butttttt good on them for keeping us on our toes. im scared to see what happens against florida but im sure our boys will give us a good show. GO LEAFS GO !!!! THIS IS OUR YEARRRRRR !!!!!

*Gif not mine*

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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.