#mt19

[swayhughes]

via flapanthers’s ig story

[aume]

All grow’d up!! 🥰

[ijustdontlikepeople]

NHL x Internet 4/?

[v8mpvrse]

i love the way that matthew invokes such a visceral reaction from ppl no matter if it’s positive or negative. u either love him so much you’d do anything for him *points to the entire panthers bench, pointing twice at sam bennett* or he aggravates u sm u have to publicly state so *points to a poster of the twitter logo then at leon “i’d get off the ice” draisaitl*

[pyladeshungover]

[puckbiter]

made a second account to post my insane art i don't want on main. happy special interest!

[haddonfieldwhore]

hold it against me - matthew tkachuk

matthew tkachuk x fem!reader

summary: while at a party, you want nothing more than for your bf to take you home

warnings: implied smut, drinking, not edited!

word count: 0.7k

you and matthew had been at verhaeghe’s house for the last four hours, enjoying the day off before the game tomorrow. nearly half the team and their wags were over, and you had lost matthew in the crowd as you finished off your fourth drink of the night. you felt happily buzzed, and a smile stayed glued to your face as you squeezed past everyone, looking for a certain head of curly hair.

you couldn’t lie, you were a clingy drunk, and you felt as though you had been separate from your boyfriend for far too long.

any longer than 5 minutes if you were being honest.

matthew loved how clingy you got, and you felt his body shake with a soft giggle as your arms wrapped around him torso from behind. he didn’t need to look to know that it was you; the smell of your perfume and the feeling of your touch gave it away immediately. your arms held onto him tightly, and his own arm snaked around your waist to pull you to his side, holding you close as he kissed the top of your head.

“hey, there you are,” he said with a smile, the music so loud you wouldn’t have heard him if you hadn’t been so close. he was talking with sam bennett - how they could hear eachother you weren’t sure - and you leaned into him, closing your eyes as you relaxed with matthews presence by your side again. while you always enjoyed hanging out with the team, you wanted nothing more than to be alone with him right now. you subtly tugged at his side belt loop to get his attention, and he looked down at you, his eyebrow raised and an amused shimmer in his blue eyes.

thankfully sam’s attention was drawn eleswhere by one of the other guys, and he excused himself as matthew turned his body towards you, his hand that wasn’t holding a beer holding your waist. his fingertips fiddled dangerously with the waistband of your jeans, brushing against your skin in a way that made your heart beat so loud in your chest, you wondered foolishly if he could hear it.

“what’s up?” he asked, eyes meeting yours with a playful glance.

he knew what you wanted, he just wanted to hear you ask.

“i want to go home,” you said, giggling as you tugged at his hand.

“we will, in a little bit-“

“matthew you’re not listening,” you whispered next to his ear. “i want you to take me home.” you placed a kiss on his jaw, smiling innocently as you waited for him to reply. his fingertips dig into the soft flesh of your hip before his hand was flat against the small of your back, pushing you towards the door. without making it obvious that you were in a hurry to get out of there, you stopped to say your goodbyes to the people you passed, matthew now impatient to get out of the party and to have you all to himself.

whatever excuse he had made to get you out of the party had worked, and you giggled as you tumbled through his apartment and into the bedroom, your back hitting the soft duvet with a thud as he landed on top of you. his lips were attached to your neck, and you tangled your fingers in his curls as his hands held your hips firmly.

the two of you rolled over, and now it was your turn to leave a trail of kisses along the underside of his jaw, before biting harder. usually, matthew didn’t let you leave marks that would be seen during a game, but he must have been feeling generous tonight, as instead of pushing you away, you felt his hand hold the back of your head. you left a handful of love bites across the expanse of his neck, a soft moan falling from his lips as you found a your teeth grazed a specifically sensitive spot.

“baby…”

“sorry - those might be a little hard to hide,” you admitted, fingertips tracing the pink and purple bruises blossoming on his skin as you sat up slightly, straddling his hips. he stared up at you, his eyes darker than normal.

“maybe i just won’t hide them this time,” he smiled.

���yeah? should i leave more then-“

his lips captured yours before you could finish your question, and you smiled as he rolled over so you were laying next to him, facing eachother.

“i think you’ve done enough damage for one night,” he laughed. “now come here,” he mumbled, pulling you against him as his lips met your again, hands reaching for the hem of your shirt.

disclaimer: all screenshots, events, and/or interactions depicted in this are a work of fiction. i have no association with any parties mentioned

[swayhughes]

via flapanthers’s ig story

[aume]

[ijustdontlikepeople]

NHL x Internet 2/?

[v8mpvrse]

thinking about that mattdrai goal from all stars again!! send help!!!

[jamesmalatesta]

this renewed chokehold matthew tkachuk has on me cannot be healthy in any way

[markymarkstrom]

I found Matthew Tkachuk stickers on my travels in town so my son and I were putting them on things and my daughter(2) couldn’t remember his name and kept asking to see “Taxi Man”. It took me awhile to realize she meant Tkachuk😂