I need a hockey swede. Can you give me some suggestions on one??
How about Oliver Ekman-Larsson of the Yotes?
Elias Lindholm of the Canes?
Gabe Landeskog of the Avs?
Or Andre Burakovsky of the Caps?
William Nylander of the Leafs? Or Alex Nylander of the Sabres?
These gotta be my top Swedes but there’s also Eddie Lack of the… Flames? I think now…. Henrik Lundqvist of the Rangers…. Nicklas Backstrom of the Caps… Erik Karlsson of the Sens…. The Sedin Twins of the Canucks…. Victor Hedman of the Lightning…. SO MANY SWEDES
I grew up with hockey like any other sport, casually and only really knowing/caring about my home team & only interacting with my fellow home team fans, but now I'm seeing there's like this whole tumblr fandom to the nhl and I was wondering what are like the reputations of the teams??? And obvi everyone has their own biases based on their faves but I was just curious (bc I love hearing about all of the reputations and drama and gossip that is 100% alive in the sports world)
um okay i really love this ask but i’m also Nervous to answer it bc obviously my views are gonna be based on my teams and tbh i don’t a ton about some of the teams. so let me just preface this by saying that i don’t intend to shit on anyone’s team. pls don’t come yell at me. i love y’all. i’m gonna put this under a read more bc it’s gonna be long af. this isn’t so much drama as it is just a primer on the teams bc i’m not looking to start drama.
A/N: Hello hockey fans! or anyone reading this imagine!! Sorry this took so long to post, I wanted to post it yesterday but I thought I could do better and tried to rewrite the entire thing. I’m not very confident in this one but I’m not completely disgusted by it so I’m sharing it with you guys! Thank you too whoever sent this in (Hutts is low key the love of my life). I really hope you guys like this one, and I am working on more of the request that were sent in so if yours wasn’t posted yet, it’s being written now. Request, asks, and messages are open… Lemme know what you think!. Until the next time I post ✌️️
Anon Request: Can you write an Ben Hutton imagine where you’re close friends and you’re low key in love with him but you haven’t told him yet so when he gets injured in a game you run to the locker room and you two get in an argument about how he should’ve of been more careful and then you yell and say how you love him.
There were a lot of things you never expected to do in life, not in an ‘I’m a failure’ kind of way, more of a ‘That’s not exactly me’ kind of way. You never thought you’d move to Vancouver, or find a hockey-loving best friend who lets you sleep on his couch when you get stood up. But you stepped out of your comfort zone and did. You settled in the beautiful city of Vancouver where you met your best friend of almost 6 years, Ben Hutton.
Growing up, you always had a soft spot for the Canucks and when Ben found out about this he got you tickets to every home game. He also started a new pre-game ritual which included picking you up before games, and karaoke in the car. He claims it’s lucky and who were you to argue with a superstitious hockey player.
Tonight, the Vancouver Canucks were taking on the Boston Bruins, the team you hated the most. And just like before every game, Ben picked you up on his way over to the Roger. You sat in the passenger seat looking out the window at the familiar sights of Vancouver while getting lost in your thoughts.
Recently, the only thing that’s been on your mind was Ben. All of a sudden, every little thing he does makes your heart skip a beat, and you don’t know why. You confided in your friend (Y/F/N), your sister, and a close co-worker who all said the same thing: You were in love with Ben.
You denied that; Ben was your best friend… and it was totally cliche to fall in love with your best friend. But the more you pondered the thought of loving Ben, the more you saw that it might be true. You couldn’t deny the fact that your heart sped up a little when you saw him, or that yur stomach filled with butterflies when he complimented you, or-
“…Earth to (Y/N)! Do you copy?” Ben said as he waved his hand in front of your face, snapping his fingers a few times to get your attention. You quickly turned your head to look over at Ben who was turning to look at you, and not the road.
“Put your other hand on the wheel, and pay attention to the road, you lunatic,” you teased. Ben chuckled and did as you said, putting both hands on the wheel and focusing back on the road.
“You ok?” Benn asked.
“Yeah, why wouldn’t I be?” you asked.
“I don’t know, you just weren’t singing with me,” Ben said.
“Oh, sorry. I was just thinking about the things I have to do when I go back to work tomorrow,” you lied.
“Don’t worry about that now, focus on me mucking things up on the ice,” Ben said as he pulled in the parking lot of the Rogers Arena.
“Ben, you are not a player that ‘mucks’ things up. You’re the fluffy ball that giggles on the bench,” you said.
“I am not,” Ben pouted like a child.
“Whatever you say, fluffy,” you said. Ben pulled up next to the front doors where he usually drpped you off before games.
“Get out,” he said with a laugh. Damn that boy for having the cutest laugh ever!
“Alright, I’m leaving,” you said. You opened the door to the truck and gathered your things from the floor and cup holders. Ben grabbed onto your arm and stopped you.
“I’ll meet you in the hallway after the game?” Ben asked. His cheeks were growing red as he smiled at you.
“I’ll be there,” you said. Ben let go of you and you slipped your backpack on and slid out of the truck. Before closing the door, you looked up at Ben. “Hey, fluffy. Don’t muck things ok? The Bruins play rough and I don’t need you getting hurt. Do us both a favor, and be careful out there.”
“Will do, (Y/N)!” Ben said, flashing you one of his famous smiles.
“See you later, Hutts.” You closed the truck door and made your way into the arena along with the other Canuck fans.
The Bruins were your least favorite team and for a good reason. You always thought they played dirty and your point was proven during tonight’s game.
The crowd went silent as Hutts remained down on the ice after the whistle was blown. As soon as you saw Zdeno Chara take Hutts into the boards you were on your feet. You knew it was bound to happen, Hutts had been trying to run Chara all night, you just didn’t expect it to end this brutal.
The trainer ran out onto the ice as soon as he was allowed to. One of the Sedin twins was escorting him across the ice so he didn’t slip. Minutes later, the crowd erupted into a loud cheer as Hutts got to his feet. A sigh of relief escaped your lips.
Thankfully Hutts was able to skate off with the help of his teammates. He kept his head down as his teammates skated him to the door, then he staggered back to the locker room with the trainer trailing close behind him. You grabbed your bag from the ground and took off for the locker room with 17 minutes remaining in the second period.
You hurriedly pushed through hoards of people while digging in your bag for the pass Ben had given you at the start of the season. Before the security guard at the doors could stop you and ask for your 'locker room access pass’, you slammed it against his chest and walked past him, pushing the doors open.
From there, you sprinted to the locker room and went inside without stopping to think about anyone else being inside. Luckily, it was only Hutts that was in the room. He was sitting in his stall with his head in his hands. His pads were on the floor in front of him, and the room was silent, but that was about to change.
“What the hell was that?” you asked. Ben jumped slightly and looked up at you, quickly getting to his feet. You stopped a couple of feet away from him, folding your arms over your chest.
“I got hit from behind but it’s no big deal. The doctor took a look at me already and he said I’ll be fine to go back and play the third period,” Ben said.
“That’s great and all, but what were you thinking?!” you raised your voice at Ben. In the 6 years that you and Ben have been friends, you guys have only been in two serious arguments.
“What do you mean? I was just doing what I always do out on the ice,” Ben said. He was the more leveled headed person in the friendship, it took more to get him to raise his voice.
“What you did was dumb and reckless and-”
“Oh, yeah (Y/N). I just decided to throw myself into the boards!” Ben said sarcastically.
“That’s not what I’m fucking saying!”
“Then what are you saying?!” Ben asked.
“Who in their right mind would go after the biggest guy on the ice! That was the stupidest thing you have ever done by far. Chara could have seriously hurt you!” You shouted. Most of your anger had vanished, and now turned to worry.
“I’m just doing my job,” Ben said. “And why do you even care?!”
“Because, Ben! I love you! I’ve loved you for almost four years now!” you blurted out. Ben’s face softened immediately. “I hate seeing you get hurt because there’s nothing I can do about it.”
“Why haven’t you said anything before?” Ben asked.
“Falling in love with your best friend is the most cliché thing ever and only ever works out in movies. And I didn’t wanna make things awkward between us, I didn’t wanna throw away the 6 years of friendship we’ve had,” you said. Ben laughed while shaking his head at you.
“(Y/N), we’ve done a lot of weird shit together… Nothing will ever make things between us awkward,” Ben said. He stepped over his equipment and took his hands in yours. “And did you ever think that I just might love you too?”
“No… I was to worried about being shot down and losing you as a best friend,” you said.
Instead of verbally responding, Ben gently placed his lips on yours in a passionate kiss.
“You will never lose me, (Y/N),” Ben mumbled against your lips.