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hockeyliker · 7 months
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THEISE BACK IN LINEUP 🚨🔥💯‼️
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Some of the kids are alright.
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samanthasgone · 4 months
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So I keep getting Swiss Hockey Federation and Hughes Updates as suggested for you on IG so I decided to follow them also the Swiss hockey media team knows good music lol
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puck-drop · 6 months
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lukemfhughes · 2 years
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Hi lukey
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savagegood · 7 months
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he’s so valid for this
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obsob · 9 months
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once more around the sun!! :3
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elliezato · 7 months
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✮⋆˙Hockey Player Ellie⋆˙⟡
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HockeyPlayer!Ellie x Reader headcannons<3
Summery: Ellie is your competitive girlfriend who loves to see you at her hockey games!
SFW! Just cute hcs and some fluff
Also I honestly don’t know much about hockey… but could you IMAGINE Ellie on the rink!!! She’d be so hot in those uniforms. I need more hockey Ellie content.
✰HockeyPlayer!Ellie looks for you in the crowd before her games. She loves seeing you cheer for her. Every time her or her teammates score a goal she looks up at you and smiles to make sure you saw.
✰HockeyPlayer!Ellie brags about you to all her teammates. She got you a jersey to wear to her games. The back of the jersey says “Williams” so everyone knows you’re her girl.
- You obviously added cute patches that remind you of Ellie on the jersey and you make sure to never miss a game.
✰HockeyPlayer!Ellie always goes to you first after all of her games. Before going to the locker room with everyone else she steps off the ice and grabs your waist, placing soft kisses on the corner of your lips.
✰HockeyPlayer!Ellie loves when you skate with her. She bought you a pair of skates so she could teach you but you weren’t very good. She’ll take you on skating dates but has to hold your hand most of the time.
✰HockeyPlayer!Ellie is always competitive when it comes to sports. You can hear her from the crowd yelling at her teammates when they make a mistake. Her team loves her but can’t stand how competitive she gets. Same goes for when you watch professional hockey at home. She’s standing in front of the tv yelling like a dad watching football.
✰HockeyPlayer!Ellie’s favorite season is winter because of all the public rinks. She takes you christmas skating every year just to show off in front of all the kids who clearly don’t know what they’re doing.
- She always gets annoyed when she sees the figure skaters spinning in the public rinks. She claims they’re “showing off” even though she’s literally there to do the same.
✰HockeyPlayer!Ellie loves when you get into the games. You stand up and cheer for her from he crowd making sure you’re loud enough for her to hear. Her teammates tease her about how you still don’t know much about the game but still cheer.
- She tries to explain to you the rules of hockey and you just sit and nod, acting like you understand. Eventually you get the hang of it after watching some many of her games.
✰HockeyPlayer!Ellie laughs to herself from the rink when she sees you stand up in concern every she gets hit for falls. She has bruises on her legs and arms from getting manhandled by the other players. After her games you always give her massages to loosen her muscles.
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justbackgroundnoise · 1 month
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When discussing the increased physicality of women’s hockey these days in the new issue of lez spread the word, Marie-Philip Poulin discussed how she feels when it’s her fiancé that gets hit, saying,
“When one of my teammates gets caught, I get fired up. But when it’s Laura, my heart drops. I want to react and it’s hard not to, but I can’t.”
And I think we’ve all wondered how athletes actually feel when they play with/against their partner and now we know 🥹
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larsnicklas · 5 months
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face of a man who has just seen the five guys on the ice get involved in a brouhaha and is thoughtfully considering how he can create even more chaos (he fought david p.astrnak a mere minute later)
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gyudons · 9 months
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the beautiful game
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jerswayman · 5 months
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stop giving jeremy swayman puppies!! the world is not equipped to handle the fallout!!! the damage is immeasurable!!
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christadeguchi · 1 year
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it’s happened… sidney crosby manga debut (jp / en)
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lukemfhughes · 2 years
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🤦🏽‍♀️
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chrissy-kaos · 11 months
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We back, boi'z!! Two 🍎 and a 🏒 🥅 for me in my first game back since my surgery! Tho I'm so out of shape it's not funny! It's time to hit the gym again!
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flor4de4amor · 4 months
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hockey!abby with the reader being her biggest fan prompt 🫣🫣
click for palestine | boycott tlou!!! | read b4 engaging w me
ok i changed the prompt up a little bit again, but i promisseeeee it's the last time!!!! (it's probably not but shh!!)
you’re almost at every single one of abby’s games. it’s always easy for her to spot you. you’re sectioned off in the front, in one of her old hoodies. at any free moment she has on the ice, abby skates by your section, blowing a kiss, that you eagerly pretend to catch. 
but the key word is almost. this is one of the few games you’ve missed since you and abby have been going steady. even when she used to play college hockey, and you had a silly little crush on her, you’d do your best to show up at the games. hiding somewhere in the back row of watchers, but still keeping an eye out for your favorite player. 
your absence was definitely noted this game. abby had been missing shots, which was quite unusual for her. her teammates teasing her, asking if she needed her good luck charm. to which her answer is yes. a resounding, bolded, large, all caps, yes. 
who was she gonna blow kisses to? who was gonna come rub her back in the locker room after the game? williams better not try it. abby’ll bite her head off, and you’ll never hear the last of it. abby can’t remember the last time she’s played without you watching. you’re her favorite trophy to show off. all pretty, with a wide smile, and gorgeous for her to brandish for anyone who’ll listen. 
the game is rough, for a lack of better words. the team loses,by a lot. too much for abby’s liking. she drives home, her fist pounding her steering wheel. occasionally at a red light while releasing anger onto the battered wheel, she hits the horn. stirring her from the storm of anger, and causing a cluster of horns following hers. the cars are speaking for their agitated drivers. abby sighs as she pulls into your shared driveway. the last thing she wants to hear you say is that you watched the game.
she sees your blurred frame on the couch through the window film of the front door. she sees you jolt up as her keys jingle through the hole, unlocking the door. you sit up drowsily, your nose agitated as you’ve been blowing it through the better half of the week. flu season had captured you as it’s latest victim.
“i saw the game baby,” you say with a raspy throat and nasally voice. abby sighs, and allows her head to hang to the floor. she should’ve known better paying for the extra hulu subscription. of course you’d use it. she’s mentally kicking herself. “you played really good baby,” you tell her sitting half up wrapped up in your favorite blanket.
she snorts, “sure,” she replies sarcastically.
“i’d kiss you better but i’m so sick right now, lovie.” you blow her a ton of kisses with your hands, though your dominant limb clutches an array of crumpled tissues.
she catches them, pulling them to her heart. “you miss one game and you’re stealing all my moves?” she raises her eyebrow at you.
you toss your hand at her dismissively. “i’m allowed,” you say with a playful closed lip smile. 
“one kiss won’t hurt me,” abby rolls her eyes. pressing a soft one on your forehead, and another to the corner of your mouth. “i’ve built up my immune system,” she tells you offhandedly. “ate dirt when i was a kid,” she laughs to herself. bullshit, but, whatever. “so you saw the game?” she fiddles with her thumbs, and avoids eye contact for a minute. when talking about her sport, this was when you’d catch abby at some of her most vulnerable.
“uhuh,” you tell her after catching a sneeze into the corner of your forearm. “‘scuse me,” you mumble.
“you’re ‘scused pretty,” abby replies while waiting for a further in depth answer than ‘uhuh.’
“you did such a good job baby,” you smile at her tiredly. “you shouldn’t beat yourself up too much. you really can’t win them all.”
“that’s insulting,” she smiles at you. “i definitely can. i just need my good luck charm.”
“i don’t do not a thing. it’s all you on the ice abs. don’t give me too much credit,” you say before having a slew of coughs.
“hey,” abby says putting a stern mask in her voice, “don’t pick on my favorite groupie now,” she burst out into laughter.
“i won’t make a habit of it, if you can make me some hot tea. my throat’s killing me.” abby nods her head, kissing your forehead once more and setting the kettle up. who was she to even deny her biggest fan, same one who stayed up late watching her girl’s game on her deathbed? abby’s mean, but not a monster. 
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