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All Too Well | Chris Kreider

a lifetime ago (literally last fall), long before this was ever going to become a series, I wanted to write an all too well fic, and for some reason it always made sense in my head to be Chris. I started the google doc for this all the way back in november, and it’s finally, finally finished. as always, @broadstbroskis​ let me break her heart with this first. I hope you guys like it!

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You never expected to fall out of love with Chris. You both thought you were it for each other, saw a future and thought you’d be together forever. Or, at least, that’s what you had thought. You weren’t so sure what Chris thought anymore, not after how things ended. 

Love was a funny thing, you supposed. What was breathtaking, earth-shattering for one person might not be the same for another, and what was heartbreaking for someone could be mundane for someone else. Why did people fall in love? Was it ever going to be worth it, if the best love you’d ever had, the one thing you had felt so sure of, left you feeling hollow and destroyed. 

We’re singing in the car getting lost upstate Autumn leaves falling down like pieces into place And I can picture it after all these days

The Rangers had a long weekend late in the season, when it was just barely warm enough to warrant a light jacket and not three layers of sweaters at all times. Chris was itching to get out of New York, and had begged you to take Friday off so you could drive up to his house in Connecticut for a couple days, away from the noise and bustle, the people and their opinions. It honestly hadn’t taken that much to convince you, but, then again, you would do anything that promised a weekend alone with Chris’ cooking and a bottle of wine. 

“C’mon, we’re going for a drive,” Chris said the next morning, swinging his keys around his fingers and dropping a kiss to the top of your head where you were sitting on the couch with your coffee. 

“Where are we going?” you asked, but Chris was already walking towards the front door. You sighed and set your coffee mug down, getting up to follow him. “Where are we going?” you asked again as you slid into the passenger seat of his car.

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I don’t know who needs to hear this but there’s a difference between a team that plays physical hockey and dirty hockey

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hiii!! i'm excited about the blurbs!!! 7 with nate

I changed the order around a little bit because I can

7. “I’m not jealous, I’m just practicing my pout.” 

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Nate had been so nervous for you to meet Sid for the first time. You thought he was being a little ridiculous about it, but you also understood how important Sid was to him, so you resisted teasing him about it.  It hadn’t worked out that you could meet up with Sid when the Pens came to Pittsburgh, so it fell to when you tagged along with Nate when he returned to Cole Harbour that summer. 

“I just- this means a lot to me, okay?” Nate told you as you walked up the steps of Sid’s front porch.

“I know, babe,” you said, squeezing his hand in yours as he knocked carefully on the front door with his free hand. 

You heard Sid’s dog bark from somewhere inside, then the sound of footsteps. “Since when do you knock?” Sid asked, pulling open the door with a grin. Nate shrugged sheepishly. “C’mon, I’m grilling out back,” he said, turning and heading deeper into the house. You let Nate tug you after him and out onto the deck.

The sun was still high over the lake as you settled into a deck chair and accepted a beer from Sid. 

“So,” Sid started, but Nate cut him off.

“No hockey talk tonight,” he said. Sid raised his hands in surrender.

You lost track of time a little bit after that, caught up in conversation. It turned out that Nate had nothing to worry about. You and Sid got along great. Sid went to grab something from inside, and you glanced over at Nate, catching him glowering at his mostly empty beer bottle. 

“You good over there, babe?” you asked. 

Nate startled a little. “What? Yeah, I’m fine.”

“Then why are you pouting?” you asked.

Nate narrowed his eyes at you. “I’m not pouting, I’m just...practicing?” he tried.

“Uh-uh, practicing.” You stood up and made your way across the deck to Nate, letting him pull you into his lap. You wrapped one of your arms around his shoulders. “Practicing for what, exactly?” Nate shrugged, then it dawned on you. “Nathan MacKinnon, are you jealous?”

Nate spluttered. “What, no, I’m not jealous, why would I be jealous?” You laughed and ran your fingers through Nate’s hair. He leaned into the touch. “I just wasn’t expecting you two to get along so well,” he grumbled.

“I’m not going to forget about you, Nate,” you said.

Nate huffed. “That’s not-” but when you raised an eyebrow at him, he said, “I know.”

You leaned down to kiss him right as Sid came back outside. “Nope, if you two are gonna make out, you can’t do it on my deck.”

Nate laughed and pulled you in for another kiss.

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when I say “be safe” I say that shit from the bottom of my heart

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ok u know what. golden hour is great and all, but u know what time of day is super underappreciated??? BLUE hour

that time of day right after the sun sets or right before it rises…. *chef kiss* love that

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For the last time :)

It is not a neutral “conflict”. Palestinians don’t have:

an army

police officers littered around the streets fighting off attacking settlers

$3.8B funding from the US

bomb shelters

homes (hello they’re being evicted and bombed?)

immediate access to medical care (settlers are blocking ambulances and throwing grenades)

citizen acknowledgement from the government that supposedly wants to help them

means of defending themselves

the right to properly mourn (a funeral was recently attacked by settlers)

justice

Anyone who chooses to claim neutrality is choosing to claim the side of genocide. Neutral = complicit. The number of Palestinian deaths remains staggering and I promise, the occupying state’s numbers are nothing compared to it. Thousands more deaths and fatalities have occurred to the Palestinian people. When the death toll defers by roughly 9,000, I think it’s safe to say that the situation isn’t neutral.*

I repeat, if you are neutral, you side with genocide.

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As a bonus:

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Y’all - this is so important and historic for the sport.

There has NEVER been an forward line composed of black players in the NHL. Of course, this year in the AHL, Akil thomas, Devante Smith-Pelley and Quinton Byfield all played together with the Ontario Reign in the AHL. It was the first black forward line to play ever since THE 40s.

But today, Mathieu Joseph, Daniel Walcott and Gemel Smith made history when they all played together in a forward line composed only by black players.

I hope this will be common and I hope it won’t take too long to have another line like this in the future!

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when i like your personal post im psychically headbutting you like a cat

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What being a Rangers fan felt like for the past 10 days

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One Hockey Player per Team (Chosen by You)

New York Islanders - Anders Lee (28.4%)

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Gordie would like to stop by and remind you that getting enough sleep is important for mental and physical health. So never feel guilty about taking a nap or sleeping in. Be kind to yourself.

OMG LOOK AT THIS PUPPER!!!

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Source nhl.com march.05.2021

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Chris Kreider ( 05.10.2021. )

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Do you ever think LeBron James or Shaquille O’Neal auditioned for their school musical? High School Musical (2006) dir. Kenny Ortega