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laurenairay · 2 years

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Leon draisaitl for "i cant give you a reason to stay" please?

8 – “I can’t give you a reason to stay.”- Leon Draisaitl

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This one got a little angsty, anon, so I hope you like it!

“Are you going to tell me why it feels like I’m in bed with a stranger?”

Leon’s head shot towards you at your words, eyes wide with confusion.

“What?” he said, frowning.

You sighed as you sat upright, pulling the bedsheet up with you to cover your bare chest. “It’s like you’re not even here when you’re here, Leon. Like you’re just going through the motions with me because you think it’s what you’re meant to do.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he grumbled, looking away from you.

And there he went again, face shuttering down like a blank wall, body language closing off and shutting you out. It was exhausting, if you were being honest – exhausting and draining and frustrating because there wasn’t a damn thing you’d done to deserve it. You knew that much at least.

“Right then,” you said, laughing shortly, humour being the last thing you felt.

Leon finally looked back at you, confused, even more so as you stood up from the bed and started pulling your clothes back on.

“Where are you going?” he asked, sitting upright.

“Does it matter?” you said, raising an eyebrow, “It’s not like you care anyway.”

“Now you’re just being ridiculous,” he said, scowling slightly.

Who was he to say that? How dare he talk to you like that when he’d done nothing but make you feel like a stranger in your own home?

“Oh fuck you,” you snapped, “Don’t talk to me like that when you’ve been distant for weeks.”

His lips parted in shock at the anger in your voice before he stood up too, blocking your exit from the bedroom. “Hockey has been stressful. You know how it is.”

You scoffed lightly, shaking your head. Really? That’s how he was going to play it? “I know how hockey gets for you, but this isn’t it. What’s going on with you?”

“I don’t know, okay?” he said angrily, hands flying out in exasperation, making you take a step back from his bare body in surprise, “All I know is that I don’t want to talk about it with you.”

Wow. Just wow. “Way to make me feel good about myself,” you said, giving him a sarcastic thumbs up.

“Don’t make this about you,” Leon muttered, finally pulling on his sweatpants.

“How can I not, when apparently my own boyfriend doesn’t want to talk to me? We’ve been together for years, Leon, years. You’ve never had a problem sharing your issues with me before. What changed? Do I even have a role in your life other than warming your bed anymore?”

“Maybe you don’t,” he spat.

His words cut through you like a knife, making you inhale sharply, Leon wincing as he realised how harsh he’d just been.

“I didn’t mean…”

He trailed off, rubbing a hand through his hair in frustration, only making your heart ache more.

“What did you mean?”

“I don’t know. I just…everything’s so fucked up between us and I don’t know if we can fix it.”

What the hell? Where was this coming from?

“Fucked up?” you said, anger starting to build up again in a simmer.

Leon just avoided your eyes, looking down at the floor when it was clear he had no words. No. No, he wasn’t just going to do this to you.

“Since when? How long have you been slowly pulling away from me? Are you seriously trying to break up with me right now?” you said incredulously.

“I can’t give you a reason to stay,” Leon said sharply, not meeting your eyes.

“Then give me an actual reason to leave,” you shot back.

“What?” he asked, finally looking at you, lips parted in confusion.

“You think I’m going to give up on us as easily as you have? If you think we’re so bad for each other, then give me a specific reason to leave you and I will. I swear to god, Leon, give me one good reason to start walking out that door right now,” you said fiercely, tears stinging your eyes.

Leon opened his mouth, hesitating as nothing came out, before he closed his mouth once more with a clenched jaw, eyes a little wild but looking just as lost as you felt.

“You can’t think of anything real, can you?” you said, your laugh bitter and short.

He just shook his head, running a hand through his hair. “I don’t know what to say.”

“Where does this leave us, hm? You’re too much of a coward to break up with me so you’re making me feel like shit enough to leave by myself?” you asked, voice cracking in its harshness.

“I never meant to make you feel like that,” he insisted, eyes wide and forlorn, “But I just don’t know where we go from here.”

Where were you meant to go from here? He did want you to stay but he couldn’t give you a reason to go? Was it even worth putting your heart out on the line like this when he’d been so careless with it? So thoughtless? You knew that hockey (and the team) always came first, but you thought you’d at least come second – but apparently not. So where could you go from here?

“I don’t know what you want from me, Leon. I genuinely don’t know what to do now, because I love you, but apparently that’s just not enough anymore? Do you even love me?” you asked, forehead creasing, eyes a little wild.

“Of course I do,” he said firmly.

You swallowed heavily at the fierceness of his words, stomach churning as you shook your head.

“Then why does it feel like I’ve already lost you?” you said softly.

Leon inhaled sharply, reaching out a hand towards you, but you took a step backwards, shaking your head again, trying not ignore the instinct to give in to the devastated look on his face.

“Liebchen, please,” he said, voice cracking.

You inhaled shakily at the familiar sweet name, pursing your lips to control your feelings.

“I think I’m going to go stay with my mom for a few days. Don’t call me?” you murmured.

“Don’t call you?” he asked, almost laughing in confusion.

“Think about what you actually want, Leon. Because if it’s not me, then stop playing me around. I don’t deserve that,” you said, smiling sadly.

If nothing else, you deserved the respect of honesty from him. No games, no messing about, just the truth. You didn’t think your heart could take anything else.

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry,” Leon said softly, eyes shining with tears.

“Yeah, me too.”

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typical-simplelove · 2 years

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Leon Draisaital prompt #117 "Havana" Where Leon thinks back on when he meet his girlfriend in Miami.

Havana by Camila Cabello and Young Thug

Claudia's Debut Season of Heartfirst Writing

"You're breaking up with me?" Colleen shrieks.

Leon sighs. He thought this would go better. It wasn't like the breakup wasn't a long time coming. There wasn't any spark there, and although Leon might have loved her at one point, he couldn't say he did anymore. "Look, I'm sorry. I know that if we didn't end things now, it would have happened later on. This has been a long time coming, no?"

"Go to hell," she spits out before storming out of his apartment.

Shaking his head, Leon sits on his couch and puts his head between his thighs. In reality, the breakup did have a catalyst, but he wasn't going to admit it to Colleen.

They started planning a trip during the off-season, and she suggested that the couple go to Miami. That's where it all went downhill.

Miami is where Leon fell in love.

Miami is where Leon fell in love with someone he met for the first time.

Miami is where Leon knew that he met the person he wanted to spend the rest of his life with.

Leon knew better than to spill his guts about another person to Colleen.

There was one problem with this, Leon tells himself. Leon hasn't spoken to you in two years. He knows you're somewhere in Edmonton, but he doesn't know if you'd want to see him.

In a last minute decision, Leon booked a trip to Miami, knowing it'd be nice to unwind after the season ended. The first two days were uneventful as Leon spent them walking around exploring the city and swimming at the beach. On day three, that's when Leon's life shifted on its axis. That's when he met you.

Leon was sitting on a beach chair, provided by the hotel, and going in an out of consciousness. The warm Florida air felt nice on his skin as he dried off from his swim a few minutes ago.

The wind was blowing, but Leon didn't pay it any attention. That was until a blanket blew in the wind and fell on Leon's face. Quickly, he shot up and removed the blanket from his face. He looked around to find the person to whom it belonged. It took a few moments for the owner to appear.

"I'm sorry," you said, slightly breathless. "I got up to get some water, and the wind just swept it up."

Leon smiles at you. "Don't worry. Not your fault."

"Thank you," you say, smiling as you take the blanket back. Before you walk back to your space, you say, "Once again, my apologies for disturbing you."

Leon gives you a nod, but he notices that his heart has never beat this fast before. His heart has beat fast at the NHL draft, his first hockey game, and countless game 7s, but never like this. This, you, this was special.

Nothing happened after that first interaction, but two days later, at his hotel bar, Leon saw you sitting by yourself. He figured he say hi, and if you were okay with it, he'd join you for a drink.

"Hey!" you say when Leon sits next to you with a similar greeting. "The wind blew my blanket on you."

He laughs. "Yeah, I'm Leon."

Smiling, you introduce yourself. "Can I buy you a drink, you know, to make up for the blanket incident, Leon?"

When he heard you say his name for the first time, Leon knew he was screwed. He just had to know you and had to have you in his life. "Yeah, I'd like that."

Four drinks in, Leon learns that you, too, live in Edmonton for work, are in Miami for a work conference but tacked on a few days for vacation, and knew from the moment you saw Leon that he played for the Edmonton Oilers.

The next day, you and Leon met for lunch before you were off to the airport to head home. In a matter of twenty-four hours, Leon fell in love, and he wasn't ever going back.

When Leon got back to Edmonton from Miami, there wasn't any time to call you because he was quickly packing up his belongings before heading back to Germany. When Leon was back in Edmonton for the next season, he contacted you, and try as you might, there was just no time in either of your schedules to make a date happen. The conversation just fizzled as you both realized that maybe it was only supposed to be a thing in Miami. Maybe you weren't supposed to happen in Edmonton, and perhaps it was just a tiny little bubble in Miami.

That doesn't mean, though, that Leon hasn't thought about you every single day since then. You were constantly on his mind, especially during games. He wondered if you were okay. He wondered if you were drinking enough water (you once admitted that you never got enough). He wondered if work was going well for you and if you finally got that promotion that sent you to Florida. He also wondered if you ever watched his games.

Two years later, Leon hasn't stopped thinking about you.

Leon pulls up your contact info and presses the dial, taking a deep breath. It takes a few rings for you to answer, but when he hears your familiar greeting and voice, Leon knows that this time, it'll work.

Little did Leon know that you, too, broke up with a partner recently because they weren't Leon. Little did he know that you thought about him every day, and if Leon had waited two more minutes, he'd be picking up a phone call from you.

Maybe what happens in Miami can also happen in Edmonton.

Claudia's Debut Season of Heartfirst Writing

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ilyasorokinn · 2 years

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I don't know if you're writing for the Oilers rn (and I completely understand!! At this point I'm only supporting Leon) but could I request #6 from the prompt list for my man, Leon Draisaitl!

STUPID QUESTIONS

you're all good. hope this is cool and this is inspired by his newest interview. you know the one.

6. "don't look at me like that." (from this prompt list)

you were walking bowie when your phone started blowing up. twitter, instagram, family members messaging you, "wow, popular today, bobo." you laughed, swiping through the clicking one of the messages.

you watched the video, laughing at leon. you knew he was upset and could see the annoyance on his face, but the question was stupid and his reaction was very "leon" of him.

you walked back home and fed bowie while you waited for leon to get home. when he did get home, he looked tired and irritated. he saw you leaning against the counter in the kitchen, a smirk on your face.

"oh, don't look at me like that." he rolled his eyes, shaking his head.

"nothing, nothing." you shook your head.

"what? it was a stupid question." he shrugged.

"i know, that's why i'm laughing." you laughed.

"you saw it, right?"

"of course i did. you're a star, leo! your trending on twitter. well, hockey twitter, but still."

"i don't know if that's something to be proud of." he muttered.

"i think you handled it pretty well." you shrugged.

"yeah, but you're not the pr team." he sat down at the island and sulked.

"awh, cheer up, dude. come on, let's go watch some friends."

"you hate friends." he pointed out.

"eh, it's okay." you shrugged, offering him a smile, "i hate it, but you like it." you grabbed some snacks and made your way towards the living room.

"move your butt, draisaitl." leon sighed, but followed after you, but not before picking up bowie and carrying him towards the living room.

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pastrnaks-sainz · 3 years

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starrybethany · 4 years

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Leon Draisaitl: Glorious by Macklemore

Word count: 3004

Music video link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7OrLroFa0AI

Lyrics link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GSFz3NRSSc4

You know I'm back like I never left

Another sprint, another step

Another day, another breath

I take a deep breath, pushing open the door to the small building that was once my everything. Now, my company is spread across the continent in multiple stores. My heels click softly on the tile that I spent two hours picking out as I step inside the building, watching as everyone slowly turns to see who entered.

“Boss, we heard you were coming back but we just didn’t know when!” Veronica, my old assistant and closest friend here in Edmonton, pulls me into a tight hug.

I’m surprised by the kind greeting. Contact with all of the employees here in Edmonton fell apart except for being FaceBook friends when I opened the headquarters in Miami and started working out of there, so I just assumed they didn’t like me anymore.

And they aren’t the only people that I assumed didn’t want to speak to me anymore.

Been chasing dreams, but I never slept

I got a new attitude and a lease on life

And some peace of mind

“So to recap, we’re moving the headquarters from Miami back to Edmonton, keeping this store open to advertise it as our original location, and we’re opening the branch in Winnipeg to become the seventy sixth branch. Any questions?” I ask, scanning the room before ending the meeting.

The employees converse amongst each other as they exit the room and I stack my papers up, letting out a sigh of confidence. I’m very excited for this new step in my career, and I’m even more excited to be back in my home city of Edmonton.

A loud squeal snaps me out of my thoughts and I look up to see Veronica stepping forward to wrap me up in a large hug.

“You did so good, I’m so proud of you! Wow, you’ve really changed a lot in four years- but in a good way. You just look so happy and confident in what you’re doing now,” she smiles widely, leaning back against the table. “So, is there a boyfriend making you happy too?”

I chuckle. Same old Veronica. “Nope, no boyfriend. I’m too busy for a boyfriend.”

“I’m pretty sure you used that excuse four years ago too and someone convinced you otherwise,” she hints cheekily.

“Get back to work, Veronica.”

Seek and I find I can sleep when I die

Wanna piece of the pie, grab the keys to the ride

And shit I'm straight

“Hey boss, we’re heading out. Do you want us to lock up or anything?” One of my employees asks, sticking his head in my doorway.

“No, it’s fine. Have a good night,” I bid, not looking up from my papers.

“You too. Don’t stay here too late.”

I nod but don’t respond, trying to figure out the numbers in my head.

It’s only four hours later when I realize that it’s one o’clock in the morning and that I should probably leave to get some sleep.

I'm on my wave, I'm on my wave

Get out my wake, I'm running late, what can I say?

Well apparently I needed more sleep than what I got because I slept past my alarm and now I’m running late on my second week back. I need to work out more often because I’m out of breath just from running down the street towards my office. I figured it would be faster than trying to drive through the hecticness of Edmonton traffic.

I’m trying to avoid the deep cracks in the sidewalk and before I know it I’m running into a hard body, about to fall over until an arm reaches out and grabs my own.

“I’m so sorry!” We exclaim at the same time.

I look up at the sound of the familiar voice, eyes bulging when I see it’s the one who was once the love of my life. I watch as Leon drags his eyes up from the concrete. His eyes light up when he recognizes me and I swallow to keep my heart inside of my body.

“Y/N, you’re back.”

I heard you die twice, once when they bury you in the grave

And the second time is the last time that somebody mentions your name

So when I leave here on this earth, did I take more than I gave?

Did I look out for the people or did I do it all for fame?

“Yeah, um, we’re moving back to uh, Edmonton,” I stutter through my words, just like I did when I first met Leon. He made me so nervous back then but he was so patient with me and listened carefully to every word, reassuring my many apologies. I guess he still makes me nervous.

“How is your empire?” He asks, cocking his head to the side.

I laugh. He always referred to my company as my empire, knowing the potential that both it and I have. I guess he never considered that the potential would have to cause me to move.

“It’s good, uh,” I smile brightly at the memory of the other day, “I met with a manufacturer the other day and they already knew my name. Like I normally have to introduce myself, you know? But he was just like, “Hey, Y/N Y/L/N, it’s great to see you!” And it’s so cool to think that I have a legacy like that. And then he said that his daughter loved my bracelets so I had to give her the flower one that all of the preteen girls love. He said she would love it.”

I smile at the memory and snap out of my rambling, my eyes shifting back over to Leon’s. He gives me the admiring smile he always gives me when I talk about my business- he used to say it’s because I’m so passionate about it and it makes him even more attracted to me.

And from this smile, I’m assuming it still does.

Legend it's exodus searching for euphoria

Trudging through the mud to find the present, no ignoring us

Got 20,000 deep off in the street like we some warriors

My mama told me never bow your head, woo!

“So, uh, how’s hockey?” I question, trying to get the topic off of me.

“It’s good. Not as good as when you were in the stands,” he shrugs nonchantalty but my heart beats rapidly at the remark.

I can’t help but study him. His hair’s gotten longer since the last time I saw him and I have to hold back my giggle. I always used to beg him to grow his hair out but he would protest- looks like he finally complied as soon as I left. His green eyes sparkle in the sunlight and my mind flashes back to when he used to hold me in his arms, those eyes staring into my own as we would talk about our hopes and dreams.

God, all I want to do right now is pull him into me by the collar and kiss him.

I feel glorious, glorious

Got a chance to start again

I was born for this, born for this

My phone vibrates in my hand and we snap out of our little staring contest. I watch as Leon’s eyes snap to the device in distaste and I check to see that it’s Veronica wondering where I am. I send her back a quick text with a sigh and then look up to see Leon already watching me.

I can’t help but blush, tucking a piece of hair behind my ear.

“I should probably go,” I state.

“Yeah, you have an empire to run,” he says proudly, stepping to the side and motioning me past him. I smile shyly, moving past him reluctantly. Is this really it? Are we going to reunite just to leave each other so suddenly? “Oh, Y/N.” I turn around, raising my eyebrows in question. “We should go out for dinner sometime. Fully catch up and everything.”

I nod, quietly answering, “I’d like that.”

“Cool, me too. I’ll text you.”

I nod once more, turning around and doing my best not to dance until I turn the corner and I’m out of his sight. I missed Edmonton a lot- I missed my family, my friends, my employees, the city, but the thing, or person, that I missed the most was Leon.

And now I’m getting it all back, but mostly importantly, I’m getting the love of my life back.

It's who I am, how could I forget?

I made it through the darkest part of the night

“So your stocks took a sharp dip just before you moved the headquarters to Miami.” I remember that- that was the first and last time I cried in Leon’s arms. I usually hold everything in, I like to leave the stress of work at the office but I just couldn’t that night. I already wasn’t sure if I should be moving or not and that just seemed like a sign.

I can still remember the shock on Leon’s face as I fell into his grip, holding onto his sweater tighter than I’ve ever held on before.

“Why was that?”

I make eye contact with the local manufacturer. It’s very important to me to find work within the community so I can publicize that on my products.

“The stocks went down because it was in the summer when we moved the headquarters. There aren’t a lot of holidays in the summer where jewelry is wanted so our stock always tends to go down in the summer months. We’re currently working on incentives to change that,” I inform him.

And now I'll see the sunrise

Now I feel glorious, glorious

I feel glorious, glorious

I'm feeling glorious

We make small chat as we walk out of the conference room towards the lobby of the building. I glance towards Veronica at reception to see a mischievous twinkle in her eye and give her a questioning look but brush her off, returning my attention to the manufacturer.

“And we’re currently working on 100% recycable jewelry-”I cut myself off as soon as I see him. You can always tell when Leon’s in a room.

He’s sitting in one of the chairs, practically looking like a giant in the tiny piece of furniture. He’s playing with his hands and by the time we make eye contact, his eyes are already on me. The sunlight streams into the room through the window behind him, giving him a golden glow.

I clear my throat, ignoring the inquisitive look the manufacturer’s giving me to continue my sentence.

“100% recyclable jewelry that will probably come early next year.”

“That sounds great, my granddaughter loves that sort of stuff,” he responds.

“Yeah? I’ll be sure to send you a bracelet just for her,” I smile politely, bidding him goodbye as he leaves.

Before I can even greet Leon he’s at my side. “Should you just be giving stuff out for free? I don’t think that’s how empires work.”

I can’t help but snort out a laugh at his dorky joke. “What are you doing here, Leon?”

“I texted you yesterday but you didn’t respond.”

“I didn’t?” My eyes widen. I pull out my phone to show that I never pressed ‘send’ on the text I meant to send back.

The hockey player laughs. “Typical.”

I push his shoulder jokingly.

“Come on, I have something to show you,” he urges, grabbing my wrist.

“Hold all of my calls for the rest of the day, Veronica,” I call out as he pulls me out the door.

“You got it!”

The crib looking Victorian (oh yes it is)

You know that we been going in

Since we hopped out that DeLorean (DeLorean, yeah we win)

“Where did you find this house?” I gasp in disbelief, slamming the passenger’s door shut as I gape up at the beautiful house.

“You’re supposed to wait and let me open your door,” he whines, stepping out of the driver’s seat. I follow him up to the house, watching as he opens the front door.

“Look at how beautiful this hardwood is,” I gush, walking slowly throughout the house. He follows me from a few feet back, admiring me as I touch all of the unique features of the house. “Seriously, Leon, where did you find this house?”

“Called a realtor, or two.” Then he lowers his volume to a level he probably thinks I can’t hear, “Or five.” Then he raises it again. “Asked if they knew a good victorian house for sale. And it has to be victorian.”

I laugh at that. He would always make fun of me for how in awe I was at The Addams Family’s house. But I’ve wanted a large Victorian house to raise my kids and dogs in.

“Is it for sale?” I question, looking back at my former lover. He already knows why I’m asking.

“You may have some competition.”

“Oh yeah? I can probably beat them,” I state confidently, crossing my arms.

“I don’t think you can.”

“Yeah? Why not?” I raise my eyebrows.

He gives me a cheeky smile. “Because it’s me.”

En garde, things are just things

They don't make you who you are

Can't pack up a U-Haul and take it with you when you're gone

“Leon!” I whine, stomping my foot like a two year old. “Why would you show me this house if you’ve already wanted to buy it?”

“I have a plan,” he assures me, rushing forward to grab my hands. “You’ve moved back to Edmonton for good, right?”

I nod.

“And obviously there’s still romantic feelings and chemistry between us,” he starts.

I look down at the floor shyly, not knowing where he’s going with this. His fingers lift my chin up to meet his gaze again and he continues. “And the place you’re renting now, it came fully furnished, right?”

“How do you know that?” I ask.

“Please, you think Veronica would not drop hints to me while I was waiting on you for twenty minutes?”

“You were waiting for twenty minutes?”

“That’s besides the point,” he avoids my question, “This is the perfect house for us. Four bedrooms, the master bedroom on the main floor so we can get funky while the kids are in bed-”I laugh while he wiggles his eyebrows-”A nice office so that you can work from home if you want to. And have you seen the backyard?” He pulls me over to the kitchen window so we can see the luscious grass. “That’s a backyard made for an ice rink, babe. Come on, move in here with me.”

We posted on the porch, my family's glasses to the stars

My grandma smiling down on me like woo, that boy got bars

Okay, okay, yes I do

I said amen and hallelujah, let me testify too

I watch as he locks the front door, wrapping an arm around my waist.

“Just think, baby, the next time you’re going to be here it’s going to be our house. With you and me.”

“You and me,” I repeat softly.

Another morning, a morning, don't let self get in my way

I got my breath, I got my faith and I remember why I came

“Good morning,” I greet, stepping into the office early like I do every morning so Veronica can fill me in on what’s going on during the day. “What’s going on, Veronica?”

“So you’re just going to be filling out forms until nine, then you have a meeting with Mr. Waterson until ten thirty-””Can that be rescheduled?” I request softly. My assistant gives me an odd look but nods. Usually I refuse to be the one rescheduling or cancelling- I think it’s rude, but today I woke up feeling less confident than normal and couldn’t bear to look myself in the mirror.

“You have a meeting with Isabelle at one thirty-”The beautiful, young, talented designer? No way I can handle that today. “Reschedule that one too. I’m going to go start on paperwork, please don’t bother me unless you absolutely need me.”

I avoid eye contact as I make my way to my office, hoping to distract myself with my work.

I feel glorious, glorious

Got a chance to start again

I was born for this, born for this

“Am I absolutely needed?” I snap, looking up as my office door is opened. My boyfriend closes the door behind him, eyes widening from my harsh tone.

I sigh, looking back down at the paperwork.

He quietly takes a seat in one of the chairs in front of my desk, leaning forward and waiting for me to say something. It’s always pissed me off yet left me in awe at how well he knows me- he knows that if he confronts me I’ll immediately get defensive. He just needs to wait for me to put my guard down more.

And he gets it when I lean back in my chair, meeting his eyes.

“Do you want to explain why I got a call from your assistant saying that you’re in a mood today?” He questions softly.

“Because she’s a snitch?”

He laughs at that but leans back in the chair, giving me a look to talk.

I look down at my desk, murmuring, “It’s just a low confidence day, I guess.”

My eyes move back up in surprise to see him pointing an accusing finger at me. “You stop being mean to my girlfriend right now!”

“Leon, what are you doing?” I giggle.

“I’m serious, if you keep telling her that she’s not beautiful and smart I will not hesitate to fuck you up!”

I laugh at that, laughing even harder when he tugs me up and out of my chair. “Now you say it with me ‘I was born to be a boss ass bitch.’”

“Leon-””Say it with me!”

“I was born to be a boss ass bitch!” We scream together.

It's who I am, how could I forget?

I made it through the darkest part of the night

And now I see the sunrise

“You created a company from the bottom, you sell bracelets and necklaces and earrings- and hell, 100% recyclable jewelry,” Leon claps like I just found the cure to cancer. “A beautiful woman who cares about the environment. You shouldn’t be here, you should be-”He grabs me by the waist, placing me gently on my desk.

“What are you doing, Leon?” I squeal.

“Stand up,” he urges.

I stand up and for the first time ever, I’m taller than him.

“You should be up there! Look at you, a magnificent woman on the pedestal that she deserves.”

Now I feel glorious, glorious

I feel glorious, glorious

We gon' be alright, put that on my life

When I open my eyes, hope I see you shine

“Do you feel better now?” My boyfriend asks once I’m safely off the desk and in his arms.

I nod, pulling him closer to me. “Thank you, Leon. I don’t know what I would do without you.”

“That’s a lie,” he scoffs.

I gasp, pulling back to hit his shoulder gently. “Why would you say that?”

“You left me for several months,” he exclaims.

“But I was thinking of you the whole time,” I confess. He smiles softly, leaning in to place his lips on mine. They move against each other, a comfort that we didn’t know we needed until now.

We're planting a flag they don't understand

The world is up for grabs

We gon' be alright, put that on my life

When I open my eyes, hope I see you shine

We're planting a flag they don't understand

“My businesswoman, look at you,” Leon wolf-whistles from bed as I step out of the walk-in-closet in our beautiful, Victorian house. I roll my eyes but smile, buttoning up my blazer.

“I’ll be at your game tonight,” I remind him, leaning over to kiss his lips.

“Are we what they call a power couple?” He questions.

“I guess we are, Leon. I guess we are.”

The world is up for grabs

I feel glorious, glorious

Got a chance to start again

I was born for this, born for this

It's who I am, how could I forget?

I’ll never get used to seeing Leon’s games, and I think he’ll never get used to seeing me in my natural element designing or being in meetings. We support each other unconditionally, because that’s what good partners do.

And the love we share is undeniable and nothing like I’ve ever felt before. If this is how we are now, I wonder what we’re going to be like in a few years with more goals, more sales, and a couple of cute kids.

I made it through the darkest part of the night

And now I see the sunrise

Now I feel glorious, glorious

I feel glorious, glorious

He scores a goal for me that night. And I save a recyclable bracelet for him.

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idontgiveaflyinggrayson69 · 5 years

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Sex With Leon Draisaitl Would Include

Leon is one thing in bed: dominant.

Which isn’t surprising, the dominance just rolls off him.

It’s in his eyes. He just eyes you like you’re his prey.

He loves to tease you just as much as he loves giving, which is horrible in all the best ways.

Also, teasing him is a huge no no. If you try to tease him, he’ll wrap his hand around your wrist tightly, his eyes telling you to stop.

If you don’t, he will punish you.

Leon is very much about punishments.

You have a safeword. He knows you and he can read your body language so he knows when he might be teetering towards the red zone and always lets up. You haven’t had to use it yet, but you never know.

Leon is really good at going down on you, which he will happily do any time.

He loves it.

And he loves every moan, every gasp, every movement he can pull from you.

Afterwards, when you’re lying there catching your breath, he’s looking up at you with a smirk, your juices on his beard.

And he like blow jobs, especially before games.

He loves fucking your face.

He likes missionary, holding your hands above your head.

And he’s also a fan of doggy style when he wraps his hand around your throat and pulls you back against his chest.

He’s really into choking.

He doesn’t like to mark you though, you’re both adults and the marking thing is for kids.

He’s definitely got some less than vanilla kinks beyond choking.

Ice.

Spanking.

Orgasm control/denial.

Edging.

Sensory deprivation.

He’s not one for sexting, but he is one for phone sex. He likes knowing that he has the power to make you cum when he’s hundreds of kilometers away. And his voice just sounds so amazing.

And he talks dirty to you in German both in bed and over the phone.

There is literally nothing hotter.

And he’s good with the aftercare. He loves you and he treats you right, so you can always count on him to get you a warm cloth and same water if you need, and there’s always cuddles.

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nhl-imagines-posts · 7 years

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Leon Draisaitl - 1 For Draisaitl 0 For Galchenyuk

Team: Edmonton Oilers

Requested: Yes: Odd request here! Could you please make an imagine where you have feelings for both Leon Draisaitl and Alex Galchenyuk and you’re forced to choose between them? :)

Edited: Yes

Word count: 745

Summary: You have to choose between him and Alex Galchenyuk

I’m an NHL interviewer, meaning I have to jet from city to city and interview player after player.

Most of them have boring personalities or give repetitive answers, but two players have caught my eye.

When I met Leon Draisaitl, I wasn’t actually interviewing him.

I was interviewing Connor McDavid who was giving me some boring response that was putting me on the edge of sleep.

The only thing that kept me awake was Leon standing behind the camera doing silly poses and making funny faces at me.

He talked to me as soon as the interview was over and we exchanged numbers, quickly becoming the best of friends.

On the other hand, I was interviewing Alex Galchenyuk when I met him.

We were at some formal event for the Montreal Canadiens and during the whole interview it was noticeable that I was off- and the only reason that I was off was because I felt my stockings twisting and squeezing my toes the whole interview.

When the camera turned off I moved to bend down to fix it but quickly stopped after I realized how tight my dress was.

Alex asked what was wrong and I let him know.

Before anything else could happen he bent down, fixing it for me and teasing my legs with his soft fingers.

We hooked up that night.

And we’ve been hooking up ever since, but we’ve never actually put a label on our relationship.

I’m not naïve, I know he’s hooking up with other girls.

I’m not gonna lie, I hook up with other guys.

I can’t have a relationship with a guy who travels for work when I do the same thing.

“Who are you texting?” Leon asks as I lay down on his couch next to him.

Whenever I’m in Edmonton for work, Leon invites me to stay over at his apartment instead of a hotel.

Even though the hotel is paid for by the NHL, he likes me to feel at home, which admittedly is at his apartment.

I like to be near Leon.

He makes me feel safe.

“Alex,” I tell him, not moving my eyes from the screen.

Alex is texting me asking me when I’m going to be back in Montreal- I can tell he just wants to get laid, but what I don’t understand is why he doesn’t ask one of his other sidepieces.

“Galchenyuk?”

I nod.

“You know, we’re playing the Canadiens next week,” he says nonchalantly.

“I know.”

“I could um, break his face,” he coughs awkwardly as I look at him, avoiding my gaze. “If you want.”

“Why would I want that, Leon?”

“If he’s not treating you right.”

This time his eyes meet my own and I see an emotion I’m not expecting.

It’s an emotion only shared between two partners that have romantic feelings for one another.

I sit up, sighing heavily.

I drop my phone onto my lap. “Leon-“”I don’t understand why you do this,” he mumbles, shaking his head.

“Do what?”

“Make yourself a sidepiece. You’re so much more than that but you don’t seem to realize it. You don’t realize that you’re beautiful, you’re smart, you’re funny, you have the qualities of the ideal wife not the ideal sidepiece,” he cries out.

I stare at him with wide eyes.

“Say something,” he says softly, staring back at me with pleading eyes.

“Say something,” he repeats.

When I don’t respond, he leans forward, pressing his lips onto mine before I can move.

One of his hands moves to caress my jawline and the other raises to press to the back of my head, pushing me closer to him.

My hands raise to grip his broad shoulders.

His hands slide down to my lower back as he leans me down to lay on the couch so his body is hovering over mine.

My phone starts to buzz with an incoming phone call and we both look to see Alex’s contact.

Leon grabs my phone, throwing it to the other side of the room.

“What the hell, Leon?” I ask in exasperation.

Doesn’t this boy know how expensive iPhones are?

“You don’t need to talk to him right now,” he rasps out, kissing down my neck.

“You could’ve broken my phone,” I moan out.

“I’ll buy you a new one.” He moves up to kiss my lips. “If you agree to be my girlfriend.”

“I’d love to, Leon Draisaitl.”

“One for Draisaitl, zero for Galchenyuk.”

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theywantedplayer · 1 year

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Hi! Can I get "so, how much longer do you plan on using me as your personal space heater?" and “Please kiss me.” from the prompt list with Leon Draisaitl?

AN-I added Kirby Dach to my masters list, so feel free to send in more requests

The heater in your apartment broke so to try and fix the problem you were walking around in one of your boyfriends hoodies, sweatpants, and three pairs of socks, but to no avail, you were still freezing cold

But what seemed to piss you off even more is your boyfriend Leon seem to be unaffected. Now sitting on the couch and watching TV, you decided to join him when you sat down beside him, you could practically feel the heat radiating off of his body.

Maybe it was like a hockey player thing they were just like a personal space heaters, so that’s what you decided to use him as.

you clung to Leon as best you could to try and heat yourself up. Your fingers were freezing so to warm them up you put them under Leon’s hoodie.

“Jesus, you’re freezing” Leon spoke as he jumped as he felt your cold fingers run over his chest

“you’re just so warm” you spoke, nuzzling closer to him

Leon just shrugged it off and continue to watch TV until two episodes went by and you still haven’t moved

When Leon looked down at you, he could tell you were almost about to fall asleep

“so how much longer do you plan on using me as your personal space heater?”

You looked up at him from his words and shrugged

“till I am all warmed up” you answered “My face is still cold” you felt your lips as you spoke to him feeling that they were cold

“my lips are cold” you paused until you got an idea “please kiss me”

Leon wasted no time and leaned down and places a soft kiss on your lips

“Still cold” you teased

Leon just smiled and placed another on your lips just a little longer this time.

“Still cold” you sung out

Leon just laughed and pulled you closer into his side

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theywantedplayer · 1 year

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“first one to make noises loses” for Leon Draisaitl please :)

thanks luv you!

Leon had you siting on the bathroom counter his body caging, you in

“Leon”you drew out “my family’s gonna hear us”

You and Leon were at a family party for one of your cousins and you didn’t want to get caught but Leon has other plans. The way you looked tonight make him grow obsessed with you all night. He left open mouthed kisses all over your neck making your stomach flutter.

“Leon” you tried to warn but it came out more as a moan

He stopped and looked at you. You could see In his eyes he wasn’t going to stop he was full of lust

“First one to make a noice losses how about that? Mmh? That will keep us quiet ” He teased

“Ok fine but we gotta Make this quick” you stated “ we don’t wanna get caught”

“ oh, baby, none the thing about this is going to be quick ” he teased “ I’m gonna take my time with you”

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theywantedplayer · 1 year

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Heyy can I request “come and sit on my face and i’ll show you how much i missed you” wuth Leon Draisaitl? He needs some appreciation too😌

TW-Smut

He was obsessed with you, he couldn't get enough of you. The way you moaned as he buried his face into your pussy, his nose nudging your clit as you rode his face. He got home about 45 minutes ago and as soon as he got in the Apartment he held you in his grasp.

The way he layed in the bed and said “come and sit on my face and i’ll show you how much i missed you” His voice when he said it made butterflies appear in your stomach. Now Leos got his arms wrapped around your waist holding you down as he ate you out. He's already made you cun 2 times, you didnt think youd be able to come again. Your hands gripped the headboard as you moaned out his name.

“Leon! Leon I can't” you cried out. All you heard from him was a groan as he gripped your ass harshly making you wine.

You began to subconsciously grind on Leo's face, you cried out everytime Leo's nose rubbed your clit. Leo loved it, he loved hearing your voice. He loved how you struggled to get your words out, Your whimpers making his coke throb in his sweatpants, He couldn't wait to be in you but he wanted to draw this out as long as he could. Your thighs squeezing his head making his eyes roll back into his head out of pleasure. He could tell you were about to cum again by the way your thighs started to shake.

“Cum for be baby, come on” he told

You whined at the sound of his voice you just couldn't get enough. You couldn't even think straight because the feeling of his warm mouth sent you in a spiral. You could feel yourself about to cum.

“Fuck im gonna cum! Leo” you told

You shut your eyes tight. He loved being able to get you like this, he loved listening to you break like this. You and the pretty noises you make are all his to enjoy.He scraped his teeth against your clit and watched your back arch, and flicked the tip of his tongue against your most sensitive spots until you’re uncontrollably cumming in his mouth. A string of curses left your mouth as you did. Before you could calm down from your high Leo gripped your waist and flipped you over into your back, him now hovering over you.

His hair was a mess and his lips were wet and the look in his eyes told you he wasn't done yet

“God I fucking miss you” He groaned as he pulled you into a rough kiss.

#Leon Draisaitl smut #Leon Draisaitl x reader #Leon Draisaitl fic #edmonton oilers #nhl fanfiction #nhl x reader #nhl hockey

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ilyasorokinn · 3 years

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You look cute with a baby bump!" With leon draisaitl

SURPRISE BABY SHOWERS

tw: pregnancy

from the moment you found out you were pregnant, leon was by your side 24/7, or every second he could. whenever he was gone, he would tell bowie to protect you.

you were standing in the bathroom, looking at yourself in the mirror. you were marveling at the small, but ever-growing bump, "look at this, bo." you picked up the little dog and pointed to your stomach, "that's your little sibling." you pressed a kiss to the dog's head.

bowie barked, licking your face. leon walked into the bathroom, and immediately spotted the bump you were sporting, "ooh!" he sang, "look at this hot mama." he whooped.

"oh, shush." you laughed, rolling your eyes, shoving his shoulder.

"no, no, look at her." he bent down, rubbing your stomach, "she's glowing." he smiled, kissing your stomach, "you look cute with a bump," he told you.

"you think?" you asked.

"hell yeah." he nodded, pressing one last kiss to your stomach before pulling your shirt down and standing up, "you ready to go?"

"yeah." you nodded, setting bowie down and lacing your hand through leon's.

you drove through edmonton, admiring the scenery as it passed, "so, you gonna tell me where we're going?" you asked.

"can't. it's a surprise," he told you.

you raised a brow but didn't say anything going forward. leon pulled up in front of your favorite restaurant but didn't say anything as he got out of the car and made his way around the car to open your door.

"what're we doing here?" you asked.

"you'll see. come on." he held out his hand and led you inside. once you stepped inside, you were greeted with all the smiling faces of your closest friends and family members.

"surprise!" they all shouted.

"holy cannoli." you gasped, pulling your mom into a hug, "what's going on?" you asked, still very confused.

"well, we couldn't let you have this baby have this baby without a shower." your best friend told you, wrapping her arms around you.

"really? this is all for me?" you asked, tears forming in your eyes.

"yeah." she nodded, hugging you tighter.

"this is amazing." you pulled away, admiring everything.

"well, we can't take all the credit. most of it goes to mr. baby daddy." your friend pointed to leon, who was talking with connor and a few other players who had been invited.

you made eye contact with him and smiled, blowing him a kiss. he winked and nodded, sending you a big smile, going back to his conversation.

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pastrnaks-sainz · 3 years

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Warm

Pairing: Leon Draisaitl x reader

Type: Fluff, angst (?)

Warnings: Swearing

Word Count: 0.7k

Summary: There are good days and bad days. The good days are really good. And the bad days, well, they’re sometimes worse than bad. Today was a worse than bad day. Leon picked up on it the second he got of his shower after practice.

Request: “I need a hug. Just a hug from a big, tall, strong hockey player who smells really good after he gets out of the shower” with Leon draisaitl (from anon)

Fluff Prompt #46: “I need a hug. Just a hug from a big, tall, strong hockey player who smells really good after he gets out of the shower”

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It was one of those days where you were one minor inconvenience away from breaking like a piece of shattering glass. When your phone died while you were at the gas station you had to fight the urge to lose it on the spot. You pulled yourself together long enough to pull into the garage and park your car.

The second the engine turned off you were hunched over the steering wheel in tears. You felt ridiculous for crying over something stupid like a dead phone battery, but it had just been one of those days.

Leon smiled when he heard the garage door open. He’d been looking forward to you getting home all day. He was usually gone before you got up, but today was one of the rare days he was home before noon. He’d stopped at the grocery store on his way home and picked up the ingredients to make you your favorite dinner. He knew you were going to be home a couple hours later than him, so he planned on cooking, having it ready by the time you got home, then spending the rest of the night either on the couch or in bed.

When he didn’t hear you come into the kitchen through the door to the garage right away he was confused. He waited for a minute to see if he was going deaf before tossing his phone to the seat cushion beside him and venturing to see what was wrong. The second he opened the door and saw you bent over the steering wheel his heart sank.

“Y/N,” he said softly as he opened the car door. You looked up at him, tears running down your face. “Baby, what’s wrong?”

“Just one of those days,” you sniffed as he pulled you into your chest. “My phone died at the gas station and I know it’s a stupid thing to be upset over but-”

“Hey, hey,” he cut you off, rubbing your back. “Sh, it’s okay. It’s alright.”

He let you cry into his chest until you ran out of energy. He rubbed your back as your breathing returned to normal.

“I’m sorry,” you said as you sat up and wiped at your eyes.

“There’s nothing to be sorry for,” Leon cooed as he kissed the top of your head. “Now let’s get out of the garage and inside. I made you some food, and then we can do whatever you want to do.”

“Thank you, Leon,” you mustered up a smile and climbed out of your car. Leon shut the door behind you and laced his fingers through yours. You were hit by the smell of your favorite food as you stepped into the kitchen. “Is that what I think it is?”

“Your favorite,” Leon nodded, kissing your cheek as he stepped around you and pulled out a chair at the table.

“I love you,” you smiled, looking up at him as you sat down. He leaned down and pecked your lips before sitting down across from you.

“I love you more,” he countered, picking up his fork.

“You need to cook more often,” you all but moaned as you took your first bite. “Seriously, this is the best I’ve ever had.”

Leon tried his best to cheer you up while you ate but he could tell something was still bothering you. After clearing the plates, he joined you in your bedroom. He leaned against the bathroom door frame and watched as you finished up your nightly routine. You smiled at him in the mirror, trying to show him you were okay. He still wasn't buying it.

“What can I do, baby?” he asked as he stepped up behind you and started rubbing your shoulders. “Do you need anything?”

“I need a hug,” you said. “Just a hug from a big, tall, strong hockey player who smells really good after he gets out of the shower.”

“I can do that,” he chuckled lightly and stepped back, allowing you to stand up.

He enveloped you in his arms. You closed your eyes and buried your face in his chest. He smelled good, like the cologne you bought him for his birthday last year. You nearly melted into him as he tightened his grip on you and started humming.

“What do you say we have a day together tomorrow, just the two of us?” he asked after a moment of quiet. “We can go down to the boardwalk and just hang out together. It’s been too long since we had a day.”

“It has,” you nodded against his chest.

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