#nhl thoughts

[loveyatopluto]

you bet your ass he will

[daeniradraconis]

Matt Rempe is really growing on me, not gonna lie. I just saw a video where Tom Wilson was yelling at him, “Don’t hit Ovie! Don’t do that to Ovie! Don’t hit Ovie!” And Rempe just fired back, “I told him I’d hit anyone I want.”

Absolutely love that energy!👏🏻

What makes it even funnier is how Rempe is a total menace on the ice, but off the ice, he���s just a big golden retriever. The contrast is hilarious.

[izzylovesyou2022]

First Time Going To Sweden Thoughts~ Andre Burakovsky

-you hadn't seen him this excited in a while

-way too excited

-you were so confused when he tackled you on the couch

-"i'm taking you to sweden"

-you stare at him in shock

-"really?!!?"

-you kiss him hard on the lips and he kisses you right back

-48 hours later, you're in sweden

-he takes you to visit the hockey rink he first played at

-"i was about seven years old"

-you just absorb everything he tells you

-you visit a lot of forests and hockey rinks

-you can see by the smile on his face how happy he is to be back

-sweden really is a beautiful country

-your favorite thing to do while there is watch the stars at night

[oxford--comma]

everything about the new kane/hughes bauer video is hilarious

in absolutely no particular order:

luke being bullied by his older siblings

hughes bros trying to stay cool around one of their main hockey idols to varying degrees of success

for example: quinn being calm cool and collected™️ as per usual, luke trying to give educated answers (see bullet 1), jack turning the charm dial up to max

jack openly flirting(??) but in a chirpy way (see the subtle jab about kaner lowkey balding to which he replies “watch it you’re only 23”)

quinn admitting that his goal drought resulted in him actually losing sleep

luke forgetting his first nhl goal was a banger???

luke inadvertently(?) admitting he was essentially knocked unconscious during tryouts for NTDP

kaner telling the hughes’ they have nice teeth (you better wear that mouth guard if you want to keep it that way @ luke)

jack saying losing teeth is not worth not wearing a mouth guard (toothless jack pics must haunt him)

quinn doing nothing but playing/messing with the cards the whole time

kaner calling luke “lukey” bc he really is just like their older brother isn’t he

all interactions with jack & kaner give vibes that kaner sees a lot of his younger self in jack and i just find that really wholesome idk

like he instantly knew almost all of jack’s answers and their dynamic in general is great

quinn meep face™️

[mattymartin]

↳ NICO HISCHIER POSTGAME | SUI v. CAN | 5.25.24

[lilhughesy]

°•*⁀➷ YOU & LUKE — umich hockey au thoughts

what your “friendship” with luke looks like ->

what your “friendship” with luke is like ->

- you and luke met somewhere during frosh week of both of yours freshman year

- somewhere between the packed schedule of organized activities and the never ending parties

- you noticed him immediately with his height and his broad muscular shoulders

- and you caught his eye with how cute you looked

- definitely took ethan to push luke to talk to you

“hey! i don’t think we’ve met! i’m ethan and this is my friend luke!”

- and the rest of that night is history

- luke definitely walked you home after that party, even though he was a bit drunk but still capable of knowing his surroundings

- since then, luke always walked you home after a night out

- you and luke definitely get food after leaving a party or the bar

- he’s a bit shy but always seemed more relaxed when he was around you

- you would hang out in the guys’ dorms when they weren’t at practice

- you and luke would sit together on one of the beds but slowly as you two got more comfortable with each other, get closer in proximity. it was normal to see you laying your head or your legs on his lap with his hands playing with your hair or the other way around where luke was resting his head on your thighs while you played with his curls

- the guys always tease you two

“so did luke grow a pair yet?”

“shut the fuck up dude, we’re literally just friends”

“yeah… that’s what they alllll say”

“mark!!”

“sorry babe”

“don’t call her that”

- you would go to practices and games pretty often

- he lost his mind when he saw you wearing a blank umich jersey for the first time because all he could think about was how good you’d look wearing the same jersey but with his last name and number on the back

- during practices, you would sit near the top of the bleachers with your designated arena blanket and your laptop to do homework

- but at games, you sit near the glass with your friends to cheer on the boys

- you love the way his face literally lights up when he sees you waiting for him after the game, like his eyes sparkle and his little crooked smile forms

- and you will always grab food with them post-game no matter the outcome

- if the team loses, luke tends to ask you to come over to his place or ask if he could come over so you two can hang out (it takes his mind off of the game’s outcome and who are you to say no)

- but if the team wins, they’re most definitely going to throw a party

- luke will always come and find you when he knows you’re coming to the party, always tells you to let him know when you’re leaving or if you’re uncomfortable

- he will literally tell everyone to leave the party if anything happens to you

- luke doesn’t text too much but will blow up your phone if he thinks you’ve slept in

notifications: lukey pookie (23 unread messages)

“are you awake?”

“we have class in half an hour”

“i need you to take notes”

“that sounds bad but yk what i mean since you do a better job than me”

“and i can actually read your handwriting”

“please wake up soon 🙏 i hate when you’re grouchy because you were in a rush”

“dukers says he’s gonna burn your jellycat if you don’t wake up”

“and i really don’t want our place to burn down so pls hurry”

- you tease him occasionally on how hot his brothers are because his reactions are always so funny

- (plus quinn and jack are really hot)

- he always gets to lectures before you do and he saves you a seat

- and you bring him a refresher drink if you stop by a shop on the way (he doesn’t like coffee)

- luke likes to tease you about how short you are compared to him

- he would purposely put things at higher places so you struggle to reach for them

- ethan lovesssss teasing you on your mini crush on luke after you accidentally let it slip one time at a party

- ethan then goes to tell rutger, who most definitely will not let it go

- all the guys know about luke’s feelings for you, but because of bro code, they won’t say a thing

- luke will pick up your call on the first ring if he’s not at hockey

- and if you need a ride, he will always come to pick you up (because he loves when you’re his passenger princess)

- he will also most definitely boot out whoever is sitting in the passenger seat before you get into the car

“dude i’m serious, get out of the seat or you’re not getting the ride”

“yes, i mean that i will make you walk the rest of the way”

- is so so incredibly protective of you

- like he might be quiet, but he is scary if he needs to be

- will definitely fight someone for you

- luke likes sharing history facts at random times which everyone starts to groan when he does, but she shushes the other boys and lets luke continue to talk about it since she just loves the way his eyes shine when he talks about stuff he’s interested in

- even though she probably won’t retain any of the information because she’s terrible with history

- luke will skip practice to get you medication and food if you’re not feeling well

- doesn’t care about the punishment for skipping, he’s only worried about you

- will kiss your shoulder and your hair if you’re sick and throwing up in the toilet

- this boy is so sweet because he hates vomit but will push down his fear since he’s so concerned about you

- he would help you tie your hair or hold your hair back and rub gentle circles on your back with his hand, and will help you drink water and gatorade

- you would ask him to stay the night because you don’t want to be alone

- and he would absolutely say yes

[puckinghischier]

I can just imagine doing a “soft launch” with Nico and him not understanding the concept of it and posting just a picture that’s very much you and the teams gc blowing up giving him shit

when you opened the burst of notifications suddenly flooding your phone, you’re confused. sure, you had just posted a soft launch of nico on your account, but you didn’t expect this kind of reaction to it, most of your close friends and family already knowing about him.

when you open the instagram app, though, you see none other than a post from your oh so sweet boyfriend, your smiling face next to his looking right back at you. his comments are full of fans talking back and forth about who you are and where you came from. you noticed the sudden influx of followers to your account, quickly switching your profile to private before any more make their way through.

the two of you had discussed doing a soft launch last night, agreeing that now is the time to do it, seeing as you’re getting pretty serious. you thought nico understood the concept, but bless his heart, he didn’t.

he had posted one of the most recent pictures the two of you had taken together. you were standing nestled close to him in front of the large tree at rockefeller center just across the bridge, big, loving smiles on both of your faces. the icing on the cake, though? he tagged you in the picture.

you noticed a few of his teammates in the comments, cheering the new relationship on and congratulating him for making it social media official.

ones such as timo, jack, and jesper, however, were poking fun at him. the three of them were the first of nico’s teammates you ever met, so you feel a bit closer to them than some of the others. you had actually crashed their lunch yesterday, joining the four hockey players for a quick cafe meal in-between practices.

they were included in your conversation, asking them their opinion and if it was too soon. when they all gave you their approval you continued the conversation with nico later that night, setting the plan into motion.

jack’s comment read “wow cap, this launch was about as soft as a rock,” while timo’s was along the lines of “soft on the ice, but not on the launches.”

jesper’s was a bit more to the point, simply stating “you’re not supposed to tag her, dumbass.”

before you could read any further comments, your screen was taken over by an incoming call from none other than your new instagram official boyfriend.

“sweetheart, i fucked up. i’m so sorry. i should have asked what you meant last night, but i thought we were just posting about each other. i had no clue it was supposed to be secretive and clever. you should have just told me what to post, now-“

“nico, neeks, calm down. take a breath, it’s fine,” you laugh at his rambles, interrupting his spiral that started the second you answered the phone, not even getting to say hello.

“you’re…not mad?” he stops mid-sentence, confused at your lack of fury at his mistake.

“no, i’m not mad. even if it did cause my phone to nearly crash because of how many notifications were coming through, it was cute,” you smile through your sentence, even though he can’t see you.

“oh…well….i guess i didn’t need to leave practice early then, huh?” he tells you, right as you hear the door open to your apartment, nico standing there with the key you gave him in hand.

you hang up your phone, standing from your couch and walking over towards him.

“why in the world would you leave practice early for something as silly as this?” you stand with your hands on your hips, looking at him disapprovingly.

he doesn’t meet your eye, seeming bashful all of a sudden. “well…if you were going to yell at me i would rather have had you do it in person, that way i could kiss you and tell you i loved you in person instead of over the phone,” he tells you honestly, looking like a little boy getting scolded by his parents.

rolling your eyes at him, you walk over and run your hands through his hair, letting your hands stop at the nape of his neck, arms resting on his shoulders as he looks down at you.

“well i’m not mad, but you can still kiss me and tell me you love me, since the entire state of new jersey—well, the united states and most of switzerland, probably—knows now,” you poke fun at him, scratching the bottom of his scalp while his arms come to circle around your waist.

smirking down at you, he meets your lips in a sweet kiss, barely able to savor it before his phone starts buzzing like crazy in his pocket, distracting both of you.

“now listen, i know i don’t have that many followers to freak out about my new hockey star boyfriend, so who’s blowing your phone up?” you pull back from the kiss, looking down at where his phone rests in the pocket of his sweats.

he pulls the device out, bringing it over so both of you can look at it. you see the messages continue to come through, the same name being seen on all of them: “the handsome devils”.

“that’s your groupchat name? the handsome devils? how original” you laugh at the team’s lack of creativity.

“it was jack’s idea,” nico shrugs, the explanation making perfect sense.

you can hardly read the messages because they’re coming in so fast, but you catch a few.

“nico, do we need to host an instagram class in lieu of practice one day?” dougie offers his admin skills to his captain.

“cap, even i know that soft launch means partial, not a full face shot,” followed by “i didn’t mean that the way that sounded, jack, don’t laugh,” from curtis, and then a “HAHAHA” from jack.

“does this mean i have to start calling her mom?” from luke was the last one you saw before looking up at nico, his furrowed brow showing his annoyance with his teammates.

you reach up to smooth the wrinkle between his full brows, leading him to look up at you instead of his phone.

“nico, they’re just poking fun. they all mean well,” you assure him, taking the still buzzing phone from his hands.

he pouts at you anyways, huffing out a sigh. “i just…felt really bad about all of this and they were all laughing at me when i was rushing out of the locker room, worried you were about to break up with me.”

you can’t help but let out your own laugh, finding it comical he actually thinks you would break up with him. his pout deepens at your laugh, crossing his arms and tucking into himself, yet again looking like a child.

“nico, i’m sorry, i’m not laughing at you, it’s just funny you think i’d break up with you over being too excited to tell people we’re dating and posting one of my favorite pictures of us on your very public instagram,” you assure him, untucking his arms from themselves and placing them back around your waist.

he lets himself relax a bit, getting comfortable in his hold on you again. “it is a really good picture of us, isn’t it?” he asks, looking down at you.

you nod your head yes, humming out a “mhmmm” before standing on your tip toes and pressing a kiss to his nose.

“now, why don’t we go make ourselves comfortable on the couch, order food, and think of snarky comebacks to send to your teammates for making fun of you?” you suggest, causing his face to light up.

“i knew i loved you for a reason,” he says enthusiastically, taking your arm and dragging you over towards the couch.

[pencilnewt]

sid sketch for my friend

[daeniradraconis]

I just live when Craig talks about Willy. Unlike past coaches, Berube seems to really like him and William seems also to truly enjoy his coaching. I loved when they say they just talk about anything or a recent practice session where everyone is skating and Berube and William are just talking on the side.

I think Willy is totally Berube’s favorite. 😭 Bless his soul, he’s always hanging around him during practice. But honestly, I think Willy really needed this. A lot of fans think the coach is just some guy standing behind the bench, and the vibes in the rink are always the same because, like—hello—you’re an NHL pro athlete, how bad can it be?

But nope. Your coach is your boss, and they create the environment. The culture. And that stuff matters so much. You need a space where everyone can fit in with their different personalities. You need a coach who talks to and treats people in ways that actually connect with who they are.

And let’s be real—Willy got a LOT of hate from fans, even when he was the only consistent playoff performer on the team. So seeing that now we have a coach who gets him, who has his back and stands up for him? It just warms my heart.♥️

And it’s not just about drawing up plays or having a sharp hockey brain. Being a great coach takes serious IQ, EQ, and actual human connection. And Berube got that rare mix. That kind of emotional intelligence isn’t easy to find in pro sports, but he just gets people. And most importantly—he gets Willy. And that makes all the difference.

Because at this level, yes—everyone’s talented. Everyone can skate, shoot, and battle. But what separates teams isn’t just skill, it’s culture. It’s how supported the players feel, how much trust there is between the bench and the locker room. When a coach knows how to handle different personalities—especially the quieter, more introspective ones like Willy—it creates space for players to actually thrive, not just survive.

And we can see now just how much we needed this shift in coaching!

[atwhughesversion]

i’d just like to take a quick moment to appreciate leon draisaitl in this jersey specifically thank you for your time

[loveyatopluto]

wait what the fuck

silky, silky, large mitts

you’re welcome

[alltimecharlo]

I’m a new sharks fan and I’m a little confused on why Mack’s father is always really hard on mack in all fics that I read is there a truth behind that in real life?

welcome to the sharks/willmack world!!! 🩵🦈

(and to the accidental psychoanalysis of rick celebrini...)

yes, mack's relationship with his dad is certainly one of the harder things to figure out when first starting out in this fandom, especially with how he's portrayed in fics!

there is a definite, sort of truth, behind the way rick is characterised in most fics and it primarily stems from his dual role as both mack's father and his performance coach.

rick celebrini is currently the director of sports medicine and performance for the golden state warriors (working with athletes like steph curry etc.) and has previously worked with the vancouver canucks.

one can assume because of the level of position he’s in, that rick is very good at what he does. also, with rick in the positions he was in whilst mack was growing up, mack was exposed to many great athletes and absorbed their work ethics ‘almost like an osmosis’, according to rick.

in this video, it's very clear that rick raised his children to be high-performing athletes (seriously, mack is like 6? and doing resistence training here...) mack's brother aiden says, 'we always had to make it our priority to get better everyday'.

rick says he has, 'at different points, challenged [his kids] - 'if you really love this, and you have a passion for it, let me help you get to the pinnacle of that sport'.'

rick would ask them, 'what's your plan today?' 'what are you doing to get better today?' and mack has said that 'some off-days i don't feel comfortable not doing anything' (which probably isn't the healthiest mindset in the world, AND why will being on the sharks is good for him -> forced downtime, yay!!)

some golden state warriors guy says 'no doubt, he treats his kids just like he treats his players' and says he suggests to rick he lets the kids take the day off for once and 'go and see a movie' or something. (jeez).

there's a clear blurring of lines here, and it doesn't help that mack is certainly a daddy's boy. his mom says he 'hangs on to rick's every word.' (mack: 'i'm lucky to have him. we're all lucky to have him.') mack still calls his dad before games and obviously values his guidence even now that he's living away from home.

mack always loves to tell the story about 'the hill', which him and his dad recount in this article, (the article for celebrini family dynamics imo), where rick was frustrated from work and had mack and aiden do hill runs for 30mins as opposed to the usual 5mins.

firstly, bringing work stress home and taking it out on your kids? youch. but at the end of the hill runs mack said “Now we’re fucked." which resulted in his dad giving a speech that boiled down to, "If you want to be a pro, you gotta be able to handle this stuff and suck it up.'”...

rick then speaks to mack's character even as a kid after 'the hill' at dinner:

This was one of those moments where dad expected the tension from the hill to make it to the dinner table. But Macklin, instead, wrapped his arms around his seated father from behind. The son squeezed tight enough to convey a love they don’t often declare. “And he gives me a kiss on the cheek,” Rick said. “And he’s like, ‘Thanks, da-da.’”

(...yes mack apparantly calls rick, 'da-da'... that's a whole seperate box to unpack at another time...)

so, even though rick is tough on him, mack has said that he 'likes it' and 'responds well to it', so it's not like rick forces him or anything... maybe just mildly indoctrinated it into him a little from a young age, which again isn't great.

of course, mack’s perspective is skewed. that’s his DAD who helped him achieve his ultimate DREAM after all. it also means that his dad's criticism is probably what hurts him the most, which is what's often played on in fics, i feel.

on the sharks' dads trip, there's this classic gif of rick looking unimpressed watching the game (whilst will's dad is clapping, to add insult to injury) as well as this gifset too, which fuelled a lot of the fanfic narrative as well...

even mack's mom recognises the intensity of rick's training:

“I sometimes, privately, remind him, like, ‘OK, you’re taking that a little too far.’” “And he’s really open to that. … But he’s always put his relationship with the kids first. It’s just he’s so passionate. He can be pretty tough.”

SO saying this, i do genuinely believe that rick wants what's best for his kids, and that this is the way he thinks he can give it to them; through sports, his job. the way he knows best. the way he knows works.

just not sure how healthy that is though.

[keysports]

Dialed in, ready to go 😤

[ruinix]

Hiya girly, idk if you’re taking requests but I love you and your page sm🥺❤️

My Canucks tongue jewelry came in today and when I swapped it out I almost died lol.

Made me think of how Quinn would react to you down on your knees looking up at him innocently and he instructs you to open up (KAKFKSKDLLA) and when you do, you stick your tongue out and his eyes lock onto the logo in the middle of your tongue. AND HE SLAPS THE TIP OF HIS COCK ON IT

I MEAN WHAT? WHO SAID THAT? MUST HAVE BEEN THE WIND? COULDNT POSSIBLY BE ME.

it was me…

Hello, lovely. I am taking requests but I am extremely slow 🐌🐌🐌

A Canucks tongue jewelry?! Oh my goodness! Did you have that custom made? Or there are really things like that in their store?! I am intrigued. Anyway...umm...

18+. Whore thoughts. Oral sex (m receiving). 🙂‍↔️⬇️

Quinn saw how you squealed when you received a package. He would've asked you what you got but you were so quick to dash into the bedroom. The click of the lock sent him down into a spiral because you never lock your doors and you're not allowed to.

Instantly, he hovered out the door, his body stiff to keep himself from kicking the door in. The popcorn he just made for you was long forgotten on the counter.

His ears honed into the sounds of you opening the package and the rustle of you doing whatever the fuck. His chest tightened more when he gripped the doorknob and try to open it but of course, it doesn't fucking budge. He couldn't think straight anymore. The existence of the key to open the door was not coming to his mind at all. He didn't mind if you needed a bit of privacy. You ordered a bunch of things that you only wanted to open yourself. You could hide in the bedroom all you fucking want, but you don't get to lock the door.

"What the fuck are you up to?" He asked, his voice low and rumbling. He wasn't shouting but he might as well be. When he was met with silence, he repeated it, a smidge louder.

Nothing. You ignored him. Twice.

What the fuck—

Then the door opened, revealing you smiling so widely at him. Your beauty stunned him, his anger ebbing away like it didn't build up within a snap. When your lips softly pressed against his, he melted, reciprocating the small peck, letting you pull him back on the couch so you two could watch the movie. Well, that was supposed to happen, but you crawled over his legs, fully making out with him.

Shivers ran down his spine when he felt the soft metal of your tongue piercing. He still couldn't believe you got one when he was away for a road trip even if it was now fully healed. Even if he bought you a few tongue piercings—gold, platinum, diamond studded. The pretty ones. Yet every time he feels it against his tongue, it felt surreal.

You felt surreal. So perfect on his lap. So good as you grind down against his aching cock that's straining under his sweatpants. His hands found home on your hip and your nape as he deepened the kiss until you parted from him.

"I got a surprise for you," you said with laughter hinting in your tone as he tried so hard to kiss you again, but you kept pulling away. "Be patient."

Patient? After the stunt you pulled? You locked the door. You ignored him. You have to kiss him until he got drunk on you to make up for—

Quinn's thoughts halted when you got off him, almost making him protest and grab you, but you knelt on the floor, settling between his legs. Your eyes were wide. Your lips were red and plump. He couldn't focus on anything else when you placed your hand on your lap, looking like the good girl you were.

You were saying something. He couldn't hear it beyond the ring in his ears. You just looked so good. His cock wanted nothing else, but your lips wrapped around it. He tugged his pants down, watching the way your pupils took over your irises, your tongue darted out to lick your lower lip. The hint of metal of your piercing...looked different.

"What was that?" He asked, gripping the base of his cock, his eyes squinting at the too innocent look you had now. "What did you do?" You grin, not saying a word. "Open up, my Love, before I do it for you."

You did. You put your tongue out, exposing the new jewelry you got. He sharply inhaled as he stared at his team's logo on your fucking tongue. Quinn didn't know he needed this. A burning need overtook every fiber of his being, scooting forward, grabbing your neck and your wet and hot tongue. He tugged it gently, slipping his finger under to feel the flat backing, and got mesmerized at how pretty the logo looked on you. You were so thoroughly his.

Taking his hand, thumb and forefinger wet with your saliva, he wrapped it around his cock. He jerked himself off, dribbling pre-cum down his shaft. Then he brought his cock to your awaiting mouth, pressing the tip right on the logo, grinning at how you were shaking with anticipation and your whine at the taste of his pre. Then he pulled away.

You were pathetic and needy, whimpering, scooting closer, presenting your tongue at him. It was amusing yet so alluring. Quinn obliged you, slapping his sensitive tip against the jewelry, groaning at the moan you let out, grunting when he finally let you suck him off.

The sensation of your throat squeezing around, of your tongue pressing against his underside, of the jewelry against his aching member, of your tiny gasps and gags and moans were all so fucking perfect.

He started using your mouth. Fucking you at his own pace, his hand gripping your hair, tugging for every stroke. Every time he feels the jewelry, his cock twitched and got harder and harder. So unbelievably perfect.

He wouldn't stop, so desperate to feel the metal on his cock, so desperate to make you his and his and nothing but his.

He would fuck your throat until drool dripped down your chin. Until your tears run down your cheeks. Until he came so hard that you have no choice but to swallow, so you won't choke. Until he pulled away mid-spurt so he could make a mess on that jewelry and on your face.

With one look from, you would stay just like that for minutes. Just kneeling and blushing. Just panting with cum dripping on your face and your tongue. Just sitting there with your new jewelry glinting from the light under all the cum.

Good night. 😌😌😌

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[daeniradraconis]

Never understood why the NHL doesn’t use a little Photoshop. In European football and F1, it’s totally normal, but hockey players always end up looking like they haven’t slept in a week. It’s not a big deal! Just a quick retouch! Maybe erase the dark circles, make them look like they drink enough water. Or at least throw some lotion and BB cream at them before picture day.

Help these guys out! 😭

at least the jersey and his eye look good but he’s hair doesn’t

[teex]

Media: It has been fourteen years since you’ve won a cup. Some people wondered if you had a lot of two goal games or podium games left…

Tyler: 🥺 Who wondered that?

05.21.25 POSTGAME