#cale makar x nathan mackinnon

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Literally could not adore natemac more. The most passionate and sensible flawed human consistently trying to improve himself inside out.

Breaking mental health stigmas and addressing old volatile crabby men and young boys and teens who look up to him, all at once:

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NHL x Internet 8/?

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Colorado (For the First Time)

~Colorado (For the First Time) by Daniel Nunnelee~

Author's Note: I'm lowkey really proud of this idea ngl Summary: Y/N returns to Denver after her breakup with Nate Warnings: none? Word Count: 3,935 Nathan Mackinnon x fm!reader

She hasn’t returned to Colorado since she broke up with Nate a year ago. It was a difficult time on her part, to break up with him right before he had a six away games but it was the only time she was able to move everything from their shared apartment to her new place in Seattle.

She didn’t want to go back to her hometown in Nova Scotia since she’s been away from it for eight years now. She couldn’t stay in Colorado because everything reminded her of him. 

The street they lived on for eight years together, the coffee shop she would go to every morning and before every one of his games. The hike they would take together every weekend he was home. The friends she made were also his friends. 

The signs all over Denver that talked about the Avalanche and Nathan. He was having the best season of his career, which was difficult to say because it seemed as though every season he was getting better and better. 

She moved to Seattle because that’s where part of her has always wanted to live. She loved the ocean and the rain. It seemed as though it was the perfect place to live. Except, she missed everything about Denver. 

Nate and Y/N’s relationship was perfect. She was happy with him and he was more than happy with her. Except they had been together since they were seventeen years old. 

It’s silly to say but Y/N wanted to get married and have kids before she was thirty. She was twenty-seven and Nate kept telling her he wanted to wait until after his career was done to get married. Which was understandable but Nate could have a career that would last another decade. 

Selfishly, Y/N couldn’t wait another decade to get married and start a family, she wasn’t even sure she could have children by then. She spoke to Nate about her wants and desires out of the relationship but he wouldn’t listen. He thought that she would drop it and then they’d go along his plan. But eventually, Y/N got tired of waiting around and just being his girlfriend. 

If he wasn’t ready to settle down and start an official life as one, she needed to step away. He couldn’t say the words and she couldn’t stay with him anymore. Within a few days her entire life in Denver was behind her.

Except her friends. She missed her friends dearly. Melissa and Gabe have been begging her to come and visit. Alongside a few of the other wives and girlfriends. She wanted to go but she felt as though it would be going behind Nate’s back. She didn’t want to do that. But here she was with her suitcase waiting on her Uber to her AirBnb she was going to be staying in for a few weeks. 

It was March in Denver and it was fifty degrees. It was beautiful and not too cold. Her Uber stopped in front of her, she double checked it was her own before she climbed inside. The driver was making small talk about why she traveled to Denver.

“Are you a sports fan? You should go see the Avs play tomorrow night,” he explained as he glanced towards her at a red light. She forced a polite smile.

“Yeah, I was thinking about it, I do love the Avs,” she mumbled as she took a deep breath before glancing at her phone to see Melissa had texted her. 

“Nathan Mackinnon is supposed to continue the home point streak tonight, you have to go see it. He’s insane,” the driver explained.

Hearing his name, felt like a dagger in her chest. The driver had no idea but it was unbearable to hear about him.

~~~

He was lying on his apartment couch tossing a tennis ball into the air with a random movie on his TV screen. He had an optional practice today, and he decided that he needed a day of recovery. He spent the morning getting a few treatments done at the arena and he was ordered to lay down and do nothing. Which was weirdly harder than he thought.

Gabe left the arena at the same time as Nate and decided to invite himself over to Nate’s apartment. Nate was starting to feel like himself once the season went into full swing. Except he was still empty. His entire NHL career he had Y/N by his side, this was the first season he was without her. Except, he knows that she still watches every game. 

He knows she was at the game in Seattle in November. She posted something on her Instagram story about being in Climate Pledge Arena. He got three assists on the night. All he wanted to do was call her and see her before he left Seattle. 

He didn’t. He couldn’t. He was selfish and waited too long. Her mind was already set on not wanting to wait, he couldn’t change it. 

“I’m trying to decide if I should tell you this or not,” Gabe muttered as he liftedh is gaze from his phone. Nate caught the ball and threw it for his dog, Maggie, before he switched his gaze to Gabe. 

“Well now you have to tell me,” he let out with a huff of air as he sat up, leaning his head against the top of the couch. Gabe paused for a few moments as he dropped his gaze towards his phone again before he took in a long breath.

“Y/N in town for a few weeks,” he said, meeting Nate’s gaze. His eyes widened slightly as he became still. “Melissa has missed her a lot, she’s staying at a BnB near uh-here actually,” Gabe explained further. 

Nate dropped his gaze towards his lap at the ball, Maggie dropped in his lap. He took it and threw it down the hallway. “Have you seen her?” he asked, his voice breaking while he spoke.

“Yeah, she saw the kids and stayed for a few drinks,” he said as he leaned forward, resting his arms on his hands. “She’s good, I mean she loves her new job in Seattle. Her and Johanna are still close, she sees Burky all the time. She loves it there,” he explains. 

“That’s good, I’m-I’m happy for her,” Nate said hesistantly, forcing a tight lip smile while switching his gaze towards the movie. Gabe smiled half-heartedly as he lets out a dry chuckle. 

“That’s a load of bullshit, you wish she was miserable,” 

“That’s not true, I am happy that she is happy,”

“Oh come on, Nate, you know damn well you wish she was miserable like you are,” Gabe countered while throwing his hands to the side. 

“I am not miserable, look at the year I’m having,” Nate argued back as he shook his head. “If she’s happy, I’m happy,” he repeated with a forced smile before leaning back. Nate dropped his gaze towards his hand as he watched Maggie drop the ball in his lap again. Gabe clenched his jaw as he looked over Nate’s hesitant frame. “Did she ask about me?”

Gabe smirked as he chuckled, “She asked if you thought it would be weird if she went to the game tomorrow,” Gabe met Nate’s eyes and his mouth fell open and he shook his head.

“Not weird,” he mumbled as he kept eye contact with Gabe, “It wouldn’t be weird at all.”

“Okay, good because she’s coming tomorrow, hanging in the suite with us,”

“Even better,” Nate mumbled as he tossed the ball for Maggie. Gabe furrowed his eyebrows as he stared towards Nate suspiciously. 

“It doesn’t bother you one bit that the girl you’re probably supposed to be engaged to right now is staying at an AirBnB two streets over,” Gabe said as he paused the movie on the screen. Nate shrugged.

“What do you want me to say, Gabe?” Nate said as he clenched his jaw, “I had a ring ready but I made her wait too long and she left. What do you want me to do?” ~~~

Every morning, she’d go to the coffee shop on the same street her old apartment was on. She wanted to avoid Nate but it was inevitable that she was going to see him after the game tonight. Which Gabe convinced her to go to. 

She walked up to the counter and Jeremiah was standing behind it with a wide grin, “Oh my god, Y/N! It's been so long! How have you been?” he said excitedly as he pulled out the large plastic cup and began writing the details of her usual drink on the cup. She returned the kind smile as she handed him her card.

“I’ve been good, I live in Seattle now,” she replied as she added fifteen dollars as a tip to her drink. His eyes widened as he smiled. There was no one waiting behind them so he pried some more information out of her.

“What happened to Nate?” he asked in a hushed voice, leaning closer to her. She let out a dry chuckle.

“We broke up, but I’m back in Denver visiting a few friends and my favorite places,” she offered as she met Jeremiah’s gaze. His eyes widened as his mouth fell open.

“You’re kidding!? You guys were soulmates, I’m sure,” he let out as he was handed back her coffee order. She took a hold of it, sipping it. Seattle had some amazing coffee but nothing was like her coffee shop directly across from her apartment. She’d spend many hours in the coffee shop working on her writing. 

“Even soulmates don’t end up together sometimes,” she offered him a sad smile before she took a deep breath, “Seattle has nothing on your lattes Jeremiah,” she mumbled.

“You know, he still comes in before every home game. Tips fifteen dollars like you, but never smiles. He stopped smiling just around the time you stopped coming in. I knew it had to do with you,” he explained. She pressed her lips together as she tilted her head to the side. 

“He only gets a two dollar coffee,” she let out with a dry chuckle. She glanced towards her watch. It was three hours before puck drop, Nate would be stopping by to get his coffee any minute. Jeremiah glanced towards his watch before glancing towards the door. “Well, I have to go. I’ll see you tomorrow Jeremiah,” she mumbled as she began walking out of the coffee shop.

She shoved the door open and turned left to walk back towards the AirBnB. She glanced towards her watch before she lifted her gaze to see Nate standing dead in his tracks. She stopped walking as she met his gaze. His blue eyes were bright, even from a distance.

His nose was more crooked than before, she remembered the game he face planted against the panthers that messed up his jaw and his nose. He was wearing a navy suit, one of his many suits that pratically look identical. But if you’d ask him, he’d say they were a slightly different shade of blue.

He took a few steps towards her as he dropped his gaze towards the concrete. He admired the black leather pants she was wearing with her grey sweater with the words Avalanche written across it. Her lips curled upward once she met his gaze, it was almost a reflex. It was so natural.

He was only a foot away from her, maintaining eye contact with her as he had so many words on his tongue. Marry me? I love you. I need you. I haven’t been the same without you.

She kept staring at his nose, it was already crooked but it was much worse than before. “Your nose,” she let out, reaching her hand towards him, but she quickly dropped her hand to her side. His eyebrows raised as a smile formed to his lips. A real smile. 

“Is it that bad?” he asked, scrunching his nose slightly when he asked. “Didn’t think it looked that bad,” he mumbled, raising his hand up touching it.

“Does it hurt?” she asked, concern still written all over her features. He shook his head as he scanned her features. “Can you even breathe with that, Nathan?” she asked, a small smile forming on her lips. His cheeks flushed red at the sound of his name falling from her lips. She rarely called him Nathan, or Nate for that matter, so when she did say his name it felt extra special. She also only called him that when she was being serious or flirtatious. 

“I can breathe fine, my-” he cleared his throat, “I use a breathing strip sometimes, but I’m fine. No nose job needed, unless you think it’s too crooked now,” he muttered, rubbing his thumb across the bridge of his nose. 

“Not too crooked, it fits you,” she mumbled as she scanned his features. He chuckled nervously as he shoved his hands into his pockets.

Seeing him felt like the first breath of air after being underwater for too long.

“How’s Seattle?” he choked out. Her smile faltered slightly as she took a deep breath.

“It’s great, but I do miss home,” she said as she tilted her head to the side, meeting his light blue desperate gaze. 

His breath caught in his throat as he glanced towards the coffee shop behind her. He clenched his jaw as he dropped his head. “What if you stopped by after the game? Maggie would love to see you,” he offered, meeting her gaze. 

She wished she would’ve contemplated a little longer but the words, “Yeah, of course, I’ve missed her a lot,” came out of her mouth before she could come up with an excuse. In all honesty she probably didn’t have any excuse. He smiled widely.

“Okay, I’ve got to go before I’m-”

“Off schedule, I know, I’ll see you later,” she muttered as he kept eye contact with her for a few seconds before he walked past her towards the coffee shop. Her heart fluttered like it did every day for a better half of a decade. She missed the feeling in her chest when was around.

He was her soulmate and she knew that but she was so tired of waiting around. She needed to step away. But here he was, the same person she fell in love with. Was it all worth it?

~~~

She was sitting in the suite beside Gabe as he was holding his son in his lap. The first period was underway and it was a lot of back and forth. Gabe bumped into her shoulder, “Are you okay?” he asked. She nodded as she watched Nate skate towards the penalty box. She lifted her gaze towards the jumbotron to see the penalty. She rolled her eyes as she turned her gaze to look at Gabe. “You’re like extra quiet,” 

“Don’t have anything to talk about,” she countered, fighting the smile forming on her lips.

“Uh-huh, you’re smiling,” he muttered.

“I’m a smiley person,” she countered as she looked back towards the ice. She watched the penalty kill work.

“You haven’t been smiley in a while,” he observed as he looked back towards the ice watching twenty-nine skate back onto the ice. He smirked, “Did a certain someone help with that?” he teased.

“I saw him earlier when I stopped at my old coffee shop,” she muttered. 

Gabe started laughing excitedly, “I knew it!”

The game ended in a disappointing shootout loss and the loss of his home game point streak. She waited outside of the locker room like she had done for their entire relationship. He walked out first, wanting to avoid the media frenzy. He smiled widely as he walked towards her. Making sure to keep his hands to himself.

“I’m sorry about the point streak,” she let out as she tilted her head to the side. He shrugged his shoulders.

“Stupid technicality, nothing to worry about,” he mumbled still with a wide smile. “Come on, Maggie is dying to see you,” he said as he guided her towards his car through the parking garage. 

“You got out pretty fast,” she observed as she glanced towards the locker room to see a few of the other guys leaving. He nodded as he ran his hand across his chin. 

“Was avoiding the questions about the home point streak. Honestly, kinda glad it’s off my plate,” he expressed. 

“I’m sure it was a lot of pressure,” she mumbled as he stopped in front of his car to open the passenger door for her. Like he used to do every time they would drive together. She smiled towards him as she climbed into his car. It smelled the same of black ice car scent he’s had since he first ever bought a car.

He jogged to the other side of the car and quickly collapsed in the driver seat. “It’s nothing I can’t handle,” he let out as he met her gaze, he gave her an over the top wink before he turned the car on. “Mikko totally put it in the net though,” he mumbled as he started backing out of his parking spot. She chuckled.

“Gabe thought so too,” she mumbled as she tilted her head to the side as she looked out of the window as they pulled out onto the streets of Denver. 

“When do you go back to Seattle?” he asked as he tilted his head to the side to meet her gaze at the red light. She clenched her jaw as she scanned his features, the cut on his lip got worse after this game. 

“In two weeks,” she mumbled barely above a whisper. He nodded as he began driving back towards his apartment.

They remained in comfortable yet awkward silence. There were so many words she wanted to say to him, and he had so many words to say to her. After twenty minutes they walked up towards her old apartment. It was like deja vu as he pushed the door open and Maggie ran towards the door. She began to squeal and jump up on Y/N.

She laughed excitedly as she leaned down and let Maggie jump all over her. She got teary eyed as guilt consumed her. “I know, Maggie girl,” she mumbled as she glanced towards Nate who was smiling widely. 

After a few minutes, Maggie calmed down and wandered away from the pair. She turned her gaze towards Nate. His eyebrows furrowed harshly as he reached his hand over to her and rested it onto her cheek. It was a reflex, “Hey, hey, hey,” he mumbled as he scanned her features. “What’s wrong?” he asked as he ran his thumb across her cheek. She shook her head as she pulled away from him.

“This was a mistake, I’m sorry, Nate. I should go-” she let out as she began walking towards the door. He shook his head as he reached his hand towards her again resting his hand on her waist. She squinted her eyes hard as tears fell onto her cheek.

“Don’t leave,” he mumbled as he pulled her towards him, she didn’t pull away as she rested her hand onto his chest. “Don’t leave,” he let out again as he looked deeply into her eyes. She had a small smile on her lips as she continued reading his light blue eyes. “Don’t leave,” he let out again, barely audible, before he leaned towards her and kissed her urgently. She gripped his suit jacket tightly as she returned the kiss. 

He pulled away as he took a deep breath, breathing in her vanilla perfume. “How’d I manage to not kiss those lips for a year,” he mumbled before he pressed his lips against hers again. She wrapped her arms around his neck as she pressed her body against his. She needed to be close to him, and nothing seemed to be close enough. 

She tugged his suit jacket from his body as she stumbled backwards towards the hallway that leads towards their, his, bedroom. “Wait,” he mumbled as he pulled away. She leaned towards him and kissed him again. He chuckled as he pulled away again, “I need to ask you-” he trailed off as he clenched his jaw, still panting hard as he kept his hands on her waist.

He swallowed hard before he took a sharp breath, “Did I do something to make you end things? I know I waited too long, I know I fucked up with that. I shouldn’t have-I just need to know if that’s actually the reason,” he muttered as he brushed a few pieces of hair away from her face. 

She scanned his features, “You didn’t do anything,” she mumbled. He clenched his jaw as he nodded. He licked his lips before he pulled away from her, “Nate,” she muttered.

“Wait there,” he mumbled as he walked towards his bedroom. He clenched his jaw as he dug through his drawer next to his bed and pulled out the ring box. He walked confidently towards where she was waiting in the living room, still teary eyed. He opened the ring box and showed the ring inside the box. 

Her eyes widened as she gasped, “Nathan,” she mumbled. 

“I had the ring for months, I just thought that when I asked it didn’t matter. I didn’t realize how much it actually mattered to you and-and I should’ve realized it. I’m sorry, I’m so sorry,” he explained, waving the box dramatically in his hands. “I wanted to ask you, of course I wanted to ask you,” he let out as he took another step towards her. 

She met his gaze as she took short small breaths. “Nate,”

“Still do,” he let out as he scanned her features. She fought the small smile on her lips as tears filled her eyes. “I’m sorry I didn’t make you feel like I wanted to. I’ve spent every day since you left regretting I didn’t get the chance to ask,” he muttered. 

“Ask me,” she let out, her voice breaking. His eyes widened.

“What?” he asked barely above a whisper.

“Ask me,” she let out as she nodded her head. He smiled as he kneeled down onto one knee without an ounce of hesitation.

“Will you marry me?” he asked. 

���Of course, Nate, oh my god,” she muttered as he stood up from his kneeling position as she jumped into his arms and kissed him urgently. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he guided her towards their bedroom. She pulled away, resting her forehead against his, “It wasn’t just the ring, Nate,” she mumbled before she kissed him again, “I was worried you were bored with me that’s why you didn’t want to ask,” she let out as she ran her fingers through the short ends of his hair. 

He shook his head slightly, “I love you, okay? I’m sorry I didn’t show it. But I’m going to do better, alright?” he reassured as he shoved open the door as he guided her towards the bed they once shared. She nodded as she hummed.

“I’ll do better too, I love you so much,” she mumbled as she pressed her lips hard against his as he slowly laid her down onto her back. He pulled away as he admired her features.

“Let me remind you how much I love you,” he whispered as he started to kiss her neck slowly.

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Beneath the Spotlight

Nathan Mackinnon x reader

In the heart of Denver, amidst the roar of the crowd and the flash of cameras, Nathan MacKinnon, the star center of the Colorado Avalanche, found solace in the arms of his wife, Y/N. Their love story was one that defied the odds, a tale of two souls finding each other amidst the chaos of fame and fortune.

As Nathan's career reached new heights, Y/N stood by his side, her unwavering support a beacon of strength in the whirlwind of the NHL spotlight. Yet, beneath the glitz and glamour, their relationship faced its own challenges.

One chilly evening, after a tough loss on the ice, Nathan returned home to find Y/N sitting in their cozy living room, a troubled expression on her face.

"What's wrong, love?" Nathan asked, concern etched in his features as he knelt beside her.

Y/N sighed, her gaze fixed on the flickering flames in the fireplace. "I just feel like we're drifting apart, Nathan. Between your busy schedule and all the media attention, I feel like we never have time for each other anymore."

Nathan's heart sank at her words. He had been so focused on his career that he hadn't realized how distant they had become. "I'm sorry, Y/N. I never meant to neglect our relationship. You mean everything to me."

Y/N looked up at him, her eyes searching his for sincerity. "I know you love me, Nathan. But love alone isn't enough to sustain a marriage. We need to make time for each other, to reconnect and remember why we fell in love in the first place."

Nathan nodded, a determined gleam in his eyes. "You're right, Y/N. From now on, I'll make more time for us. No more late nights at the rink or endless press conferences. You and our relationship come first."

With renewed determination, Nathan and Y/N embarked on a journey to rediscover the magic of their love. They took long walks in the crisp Colorado air, hand in hand, sharing their hopes, dreams, and fears. They laughed, they cried, and with each passing day, their bond grew stronger.

As the seasons changed and Nathan's career continued to flourish, he never lost sight of what truly mattered – his love for Y/N. Together, they weathered life's ups and downs, finding strength in each other's arms.

And as they stood beneath the spotlight, basking in the adoration of fans and the glory of victory, Nathan knew that his greatest achievement wasn't his success on the ice, but the love he shared with Y/N – a love that would endure long after the final buzzer sounded.

[bagopucks]

Out Of Place - Marner

Trigger Warning(s): talk of suicide, smoking, underage drinking, angst, bullying, fighting, heartbreak, manipulation, loss, and action.

Pairing: Mitch Marner x Fem!Gretzky!Oc

Official name: Maeve Gretzky, credits to

@jorjie-nhl for the name!

Summary: He was supposed to graduate a football player, but the plan changed, and now he’s a struggling athlete on a hockey team that can’t stand him. Back at square one for the first time in six years. Lost, but eventually found.

She’s a stable athlete who has a full ride to a D1 college. She has friends and he isn’t one of them. That is, until she shoulders how much of a pain he is, and decides to help teach him to play. Then all of a sudden, he doesn’t seem so bad. Satisfied, but inevitably yearning.

—————————————

“You all keep cryin about how he’s a football player! I don’t give a shit! I’m over it! He plays hockey now. He is your brother now!”

“Why’d you quit?”

“I couldn’t do it any more. My mom pulled me out.”

“I heard he made that kid kill himself…”

“Mitch. He wants you back.”

“What? No.”

“He said he won’t let it go until you talk.”

“Let’s go for a run!”

“A run, Marner? In the woods? With my good shoes on?”

“What? Afraid you can’t keep up, Gretz?”

“He’ll learn.”

“Oh dude.. look at this kid. You new here or what? You can’t skate with the peewee team.”

“Oh boy.. after the wipeout he just took, these kids might skate circles around him.”

—————————————Cast

Freshman are irrelevant to this story.

The Team

Sophmores

Jack Hughes

Akira Schmid, JV goalie

Trevor Zegras

Cole Caufield

Jamie Drysdale

Brady Tkachuk

Juniors

Mitch Marner

Matthew Tkachuk

Nico Hischier

Cale Makar

Jeremy Swayman, third string goalie

Quinn Hughes

Seniors

Leon Draisaitl

Connor McDavid, alternate

Andrei Vasilevskiy, second string goalie

David Pastrnak

Kasperi Kapanen

Matt Murray, vet goalie

Jacob Trouba, captain

Nathan MacKinnon, alternate

Hampus Lindholm

Matt Dumba

Darnell Nurse

The Coaching Staff

Wayne Gretzky, head coach

Mike Sullivan, assistant coach

Lindy Ruff, shift/power play coach

Pekka Rinne, goalie coach

The Supporting Cast

Auston Matthews, junior!football QB

Jordan Binnington, suspended junior goalie

Various other NHL players

Mario Lemieux, president of the hockey club

Gary Bettman, school sports director

Two comedic peewee coaches

Along with a few more surprises

[prettytoxicrevolver]

Colorado Avalanche

How to Navigate:

❤ Heart = Fluff  ★ Star = Taylor Swift Song Fic  ⬥ Diamond = My Favorite Italics = No Work Posted Currently

Cale Makar 

Pool Party

Nathan MacKinnon

Erik Johnson 

Mikko Rantanen 

Gabriel Landeskog

[snugglyducklingbrewhouse]

snugglyducklingbrewhouse’s birthday bingo celebration!

In honor of my birthday in June, I decided to host a bingo event again.

The old event cannot be found due to me literally deleting my old blog and starting from scratch.

For those you who do remember last year’s event, I basically took the same board and changed a few things.

Rules:

You do not need to get a perfect bingo (5 squares in a row, column, or diagonal)

You can choose any 5 squares you want

Bonus challenges: totally optional but you can also choose one of the following special types of bingo (I do not expect anyone to do any of these): four corners, inner box (around free space), outer box (top and bottom rows plus both the far left and far right columns), any box of 4 (2x2 box anywhere on the board), X (both diagonals), and + (center column and center row)

Obviously the squares you choose will drive the story, but I am pretty open to genres, including smut (I am turning 27)

I prefer reader inserts now a days but if you are an oc person, I will gladly accept oc fics. I want to be inclusive in terms of types of writing. Obviously not in terms of players since there are just some players I refuse to read for.

No word count minimum (or maximum) but preferably longer than a blurb especially if you fit 4+ squares in one story

Deadline

June 30th

My actual birthday is June 17th, but I want to give enough time for anyone that wants to write

I will accept early entries. If you are choosing to do one of the harder challenges, you have until July 31st because I know those are hard and most don’t make sense with the board

Players

I am not as open minded as last year, but some players have been added

Obviously, I can’t control who you choose to write since I know not everyone writes for all of these players, and I am totally okay with that

Absolutely no Seattle kraken players unless as a side character and not as a current or former love interest. Those are my babies and I do not read (or write) for them anymore

If none of these players spark your fancy, then feel free to shoot an ask asking about a specific player I haven’t mentioned. I am still open minded but I still have my limitations

Listed in no particular order (because I am chaos):

Nico Hischier

Dawson Mercer

John Marino

Matthew “ratthew” Tkachuk

Quinn Hughes

Elias Pettersson

Cale Makar

Nathan MacKinnon

Sebastian Aho (canes)

And there’s more I’m probably forgetting so feel free to send an ask about a specific player not on this list

Final notes

Have fun with this!

This is meant to be fun, not stressful

If this is too much for you, you do not need to participate as a writer. Feel free to join me as a reader

Again, both reader insert and oc fics will be accepted

My ask box is open for questions about anything related to this (this is partly because Taylor has so much music and I might love her music but that doesn’t mean I absolutely adore each and every song)

Have fun!

No pressure tags: @cellythefloshie @swissboyhisch @mp0625 @puckmaidens @this-is-ally-and-im-confused and obviously anyone who wants to participate or spread the word

[simmyfrobby]

i saw ur top five nathan mackinnon moments and i don't know if u go here but if u do top five tyson barrie moments?

the boat dance, the cake dance, the gold metal dance

every sad little on-ice-chat he has w former teammates (x, x, x, x, x, x, x, x, and also this)

3. his little face, but more specifically the fact that he just Can't Look Normal in pictures

(like what is this. and why.)

4. the Mitch Marner carjacking jokes that came... just a little too soon.. (x)

5. LYING TO CALE MAKAR BEFORE HIS FIRST GAME SAYING IT WAS AN EASY LEAGUE SO HE WOULDN'T BE NERVOUS????? (video, couldn't find the other video but there's gifs)

[cuttergauthier]

Who I Write For

Hey everyone this is a list of who I write for.

If you have someone else in mind, send me an ask and i’ll let you know if i want to write for him. I’m not picky

Also if anyone would want me to start an AU let me know!

How to request

I DO NOT WRITE SMUT

New jersey Devils

Jack Hughes

Nathan Bastian

Dawson Mercer

Luke Hughes

Nico Hischier

Timo Meier

Brendan Smith

Vancouver Canucks

Quinn Hughes

Brock Boeser

Elias Pettersson

Cole McWard

Anthony Beauvillier

Dakota Joshua

Toronto Maple Leafs

Mitch Marner

Auston Matthews

William Nylander

Matthew Knies

Morgan Reilly

Buffalo Sabres

Owen Powers

Tyson Jost

Devon Levi

Erik Johnson

Jeff Skinner

Tage Thompson

Dylan Cozens

Casey Mittelstadt

Carolina Hurricanes

Michael Bunting

Andrei Svechnikov

Jack Drury

Pittsburgh Penguins

Pierre-Oliver Joseph

Ryan Graves

Ty Smith

Columbus Blue Jackets

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Kent Johnson

Cole Sillinger

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Cale Makar

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Miles Wood

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AU’s 

Nick Granowicz x Msu Reader

Josh Norris x Tkachuk sister

Trevor Zegras x Hughes sister

Cutter Gauthier x Hughes sister

Matthew Knies x Matthews sister

Jack Hughes x Mercer au

[annieqattheperipheral]

remember when we barely saw nate during avs media day and only got a glimpse of his bootyful rump in the hallway mini putting.. Finally:

[tapedsleeves]

erik johnson x wap do i need to explain????

[image description: a series of three images with lyrics from Cardi B’s WAP overlaid.  the first image is of Erik Johnson in bed with the Stanley Cup from the day after the Stanley Cup Finals in 2022. The text overlaid is “Out in public, make a scene. I don’t cook, I don’t clean, but let me tell you how I got this ring, (ayy, ayy)”. The second image is Erik Johnson from directly after the Stanley Cup final in 2022, holding up the cup, and from behind. The text overlaid is “Out in public, make a scene. I don’t cook, I don’t clean, but let me tell you how I got this ring, (ayy, ayy)”. The third image is of Nathan Mackinnon, Cale Makar, Gabriel Landeskog, JT Compher, Erik Johnson, and Mikko Rantanen from the Avs Ring Cup Ring presentation ceremony in October, 2022. The text overlaid is “I don’t cook, I don’t clean, but let me tell you how I got this ring, (ayy, ayy)”. /end ID]

[withwritersblock]

~Masterlist~

Requests are open: ~But I hold the right to delete any request I do not feel comfortable writing! Also if it takes me more than three weeks to create the one shot/part to series it may not be published. Last Edited: 9/7/24

Fluff- ❤︎ Angst-★ Dad Fic- ✿ Spicy (Implied Smut or actual Smut)-✖︎

Luke Hughes Masterlist

Cale Makar

Say Isn't it Strange pt. 1 ❤︎ pt. 2 ★ Lover ❤︎ Dog Days are Over ❤︎ just like heaven ❤︎ Castles Crumbling ★✿ Coconut Perfume❤︎

Nathan Mackinnon

The Fall of Home ❤︎✖︎ I'm Gonna Be (500 Miles) ❤︎ Colorado (For the First Time)★ ❤︎ Fix You ★ ❤︎ Blessed❤︎ Carry On, Carry On❤︎ Love You, Miss You, Mean It★ ❤︎ This is Home ✿❤︎

Cole Caufield

5 foot 9 ❤︎ When He Sees Me ❤︎ Shadow in the Sun ★✖︎ Break up in the End ★ Half as Good as You ★ Until I Come Home ❤︎✖︎ Be My Forever✿❤︎

Kirby Dach

Small Talk ❤︎ ✖︎ Your Needs, My Needs ★ Love You Goodbye ★✖︎ Say Love ❤︎ the boy is mine ❤︎ Please Please Please❤︎

Alex Newhook

To Love Someone ❤︎ Heaven ❤︎ Hey ★✖︎

Nico Hischier

Isn't She Lovely ❤︎✿ because i liked a boy★ think later❤︎✖︎ Hard Sometimes❤︎✿ Oh Well, So What❤︎

Jack Hughes

Espresso ✖︎❤︎ F.Y.B.F pt. 1 ✖︎ pt. 2 ❤︎ Do I Wanna Know? ✖︎ Happier Than Ever ★

Ross Colton

Room for Two ❤︎

Quinn Hughes

Oh! Darling - a series Champagne Problems★ Meant To Be ★ Happily ★ What's It To You ❤︎ Feelslikeimfallinginlove ❤︎

Ethan Edwards

If You Love Her❤︎

[mochimarner]

chains around my demons, wool to brave the seasons—

one single thread of gold tied me to you

[catboygretzky]

mistletoe at the team christmas party with cale and nate please

Hello, my dear!

Prompt: mistletoe at the team christmas party

Prompt from @frostbeees advent calender prompt here

Send me a prompt!

Word count: 870

Ship: Cale Makar/Nathan MacKinnon

Other: There's pining and shenanigans and ridiculous friends and Nate is very stupid! All very expected for an Avs fic.

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“It’s the perfect time!”

“I’m not kissing him for the first time under the mistletoe at Landy’s house!” Nate whispered furiously. EJ was yelling, already way too many glasses of egg nog deep to be having a private conversation.

EJ scoffed. “When else are you going to get the balls to kiss him?”

Nate didn’t want to encourage him, but EJ was right. It’d been months and Nate hadn’t even begun to think about how to tell Cale how he felt.

“Who’s Nate kissing?”

Nate groaned. Sure it was his house, but did Gabe really have to just appear like that in the middle of every conversation. One teammate was bad enough, he didn’t need his captain as well.

“Cale,” EJ answered with a wide grin.

“Oooo,” Gabe smirked over the rim of his glass. “Did he finally man up?”

“Oh my God, I don’t want to kiss Cale under the mistletoe!”

“Good to know.”

Nate froze at the voice he’d recognise anywhere, turning to face the newcomer. “Cale.”

Cale nodded. “Nate.”

“Gabe?” Gabe added because he thought he was funny.

“Erik!”

Nate pushed them both away, because Cale was looking at him strangely, his usually open face blank.

After a moment of silence, Gabe coughed. “Well...this isn’t awkward at all. How about you two talk? How convenient! The sitting room seems to be open!”

He shoved them into the small room that was being used as a coat closet for the party’s attendants, and for once in their lives the other two read the fucking room and left them alone.

“So.”

“So.”

Nate took a sip of his drink, trying to ignore the fact that they had been shoved into a coat closet to ‘talk’. This never went well. “Having a nice night?”

Cale didn’t respond, instead sitting down on the loveseat, subsequently sitting on a pile of their teammates’ coats. He didn’t seem to care and set his drink on the floor next to him, resting his elbows on his knees and leaning forward. He sighed softly without looking up. “Are you mad at me?”

“What? Why would you think I was mad at you?” It was unfathomable that Cale thought Nate was mad at him.

“It’s just - you’ve been avoiding me.” And okay, yeah, Nate can admit that he was avoiding Cale. But it wasn’t Cale’s fault that every time he walked in the room Nate was knocked stupid and had taken to avoiding him. That was all Nate and Nate’s stupid feelings. Looking at Cale’s face, now, though, Nate wanted to go back in time and punch past Nate in the face every time he even thought about leaving the room when Cale entered. Anyone that made Cale Makar sad deserved to die, and that wasn’t an exaggeration.

Nate sat down next to him, because there was nothing more important than Cale knowing that Nate wasn’t mad at him. “Of course I’m not mad at you.”

Cale looked down at his hands. “Just...hearing what you said to EJ about not wanting to kiss me, I guess you figured out how I feel? And I don’t want to make things awkward, I won't try to like, pressure you, but you’re my friend and teammate and I don’t want it to be weird just because you know.”

“Wait - what?” Now Nate was absolutely gobsmacked. If he thought he was knocked stupid whenever he saw Cale, it was nothing compared to how he felt when Cale - feelings? What feelings? “Know what?”

“How I feel,” Cale said, like it was an obvious explanation. Like Nate’s brain hadn’t literally short circuited.

Instead of responding to that, all Nate could say was, “I’m not mad at you.”

Cale looked up with a small grin that didn’t fully reach his eyes. “That’s...that’s good.”

“I want to kiss you,” Nate blurted out.

Now it was Cale’s turn to gape. Nate reached out and grabbed his hands, tugging them into his lap.

“I’m stupid over you and I want to date you and kiss you all the time and I didn’t want to kiss you for the first and most likely only time in Landy’s house at a stupid holiday party we were forced to go to but now I kind of think it wouldn’t be the only time?” He was rambling, he knew it, but how else was he supposed to react? “But I still don’t want to kiss you for the first time under the mistletoe.”

“You want to date me,” Cale interrupted.

“Yes.”

“And kiss me,” Cale clarified.

“Yes,” Nate repeated.

“All the time.”

“All the time.”

Cale smiled down at where their fingers were tangled together. “Well that’s good.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. Because I’m stupid over you, too.”

There was more to discuss - way more to discuss - but Nate couldn’t help it. He leant forward and pressed a kiss to the apple of Cale’s cheek - something he’d been wanting to do since the day Cale made his debut; his blush was warm to the touch.

“I’ve wanted to do that for years,” Nate admitted.

“Cheesy.”

Nate shrugged because the only person he wanted to impress was holding his hand. “Not as cheesy as mistletoe.”

[puckingawesomerecs]

the miles between by @crooked-silence

nathan mackinnon/cale makar (avs) | 25k | mature

2017 is not Nathan MacKinnon’s year. The Avs finish bottom of the league, setting a new record no one should be proud of. Canada loses the gold medal in a shootout with Sweden. And one of his best friends wins a third Stanley Cup. (Not that he isn’t ecstatic for Sid; it’s just hard to see all of his success when Nate can’t even get his team to the playoffs.)

Enter the 2017 Draft, the Avs’ number four pick, and a kid from Calgary.

Alternatively: Nate and Cale’s story through texts, phone calls, FaceTime, and the occasional face-to-face interaction.

rec comments: i absolutely love the “risk” CS took with this one, making the bulk of this fic texts/phone calls. I think it just works so well.  and the mom factor in this? absolutely perfect - @pattyrosyteeks​

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SLAYYY