#the hockey project

[fiteclub1999]

Rip jason todd u wulda loved ice hockey

[fldx2]

my hand-knit dallas stars blackout jersey (sweater edition) is complete! just in time for game 1 round 1 of their 2024 playoff run 💚

this project was such a labour of love and the pictures above are the culmination of three months of planning, two months of knitting and too many days procrastinating weaving in all the ends 🥲

if anyone is curious about the project details including yarn amounts or how i did the intarsia logo, please feel free to send me a message and i’ll answer as best i can (or will send you the link to my ravelry page for this project) ☺️

[gridworld]

let's go kitty cats

[broresteia]

fleury

[seaquestions]

experience roots hockey (id in alt)

[90kvp]

Girls, Gays and Theys, I introduce you to Jack “flirts with hockey” Zimmerman. I can’t believe this man 🤣 who told him that complimenting his bf’s hockey is good pillow talk 🤦🏻

[polyabathtub]

already started drafting the fic

[erlie]

Never accept a candy from a Nordic.

[moregraceful]

shakir mukhamadullin is the bashkir sweetheart of the san jose sharks organization and i'll die on that hill | "yttrium" by mary soon lee from elemental haiku

for @simmyfrobby's nhl periodic table poems 🪐

[suburbanbonfire]

just went through the Kraken player-curated baskets up for auction and mm. wow.

Hey Borgen?? Borgy????? why is your shit signed by dunn and not you? Did you forget the assignment was due until you were in class???

WHY IS DUNN SIGNED SHIT IN YOUR FAVORITES BASKET

[coffeeghoulie]

I was thinking about the hockey au and what I was going to write before swissdew hair pulling kicked down a door in my brain, and it's been a slow day at work, so here's what I thought five minutes for fighting was going to be:

@askingforthesun @nocturnalghoul @forlorn-crows this might be of interest to you guys lol

"Stubborn mother-" Dew hisses, trying desperately to work a knot out of his hair. He's been growing it out, and the cornsilk strands just barely touch the tops of his shoulders, dripping with water after a quick rinse in the showers. His helmet sits to the side, dressed in just his compression shirt and shorts, the rest of his gear put away. Dew's eyes water as the knot persists, tugging painfully on his scalp as he combs his fingers through his hair.

He's the only one in the locker room, the rest of his teammates changed and ready to go after a particularly grueling practice. It's late, and despite being a night owl himself, Dew wants nothing more than to go home and curl up in his apartment. But he can't, not willing to go until he gets his hair somewhat presentable.

"Dew? You're still here?" A voice echoes around the locker room, and Dew snaps to face the door. One of the new defensemen sticks his head into the locker room, and Dew recognizes him, knows him, and his shoulders relax, tense posture easing a little.

"Hey, Aeth," Dew sighs. He's known Aether since they were both in the minor leagues, and Aether had been brought up to the Ghouls this season following Omega's last knee injury. "Yeah, I'm still here."

Aether steps into the locker room, sitting down next to Dew on the bench. "You having trouble with that?"

Dew huffs, yelping as he tugs fruitlessly on the knot. "Yeah," he admits. He rubs at his eyes, trying to hide the evidence of his tears. "This sucks."

Aether laughs, a warm sound that eases some of the frustration in his chest. "Yeah, I get it. Helmet hair sucks ass to untangle."

Dew narrows his eyes at Aether's close cropped sides, the slightly longer curl of his mohawk. "You don't have room to talk."

"True," he nods, laughing again. "I've never had it that bad, but my siblings played when we were kids. Well, both my little siblings played, but my brother's never had long hair. Rory ran crying to our mother every time she tried to brush through it after practice."

"Didn't know you had siblings," Dew says quietly. Aether shrugs.

"Haven't seen them in a while," he says. "I go home for holidays, if there aren't any games that week but really, we were never that close except for hockey. I love them, I do, but we all play. They're both still in the minors."

Dew nods, still working at the knot. He growls, stubborn and frustrated.

"Let me help?" Aether offers, reaching out but not quite touching Dew's wrist. "After a while, Mom got sick of fixing Rory's hair, and I learned how."

His posture breaks, taking a deep, shuddering breath. "Please."

Aether leans forward, carefully taking Dew's hands from his hair and replacing them with his own. He hums as he works, some slightly off-key tune that's familiar but Dew can't place. His fingers gently work at the knot, some magic touch untangling the strands.

They sit there for several minutes, until Aether pats Dew on the shoulder. "There, it should be all good."

Dew runs an experimental hand through his hair, laughing when his fingers don't catch on any tangles. "Thank you, Aeth," he says, leaning his head on the defenseman's shoulder. "Thought I was gonna have to be here all night."

Aether chuckles, leaning into Dew.. "Have you ever grown your hair out long before, Dew?'

"No, first time," he answers.

Aether hums, questioning. "Could I braid your hair?" He asks. "Rory had me braid it until she learned how to do it herself. It helped with the helmet hair."

Dew thinks for a moment, glancing at Aether's earnest expression out of the corner of his eye. He takes a deep breath through his nose, exhausted to his core. Their coach had run them hard tonight. He nods.

"Alright then," Aether says, matter-of-fact. He takes Dew by the shoulders, gently encouraging him to straddle the bench, swinging his own leg over the bench as he settles behind him.

It's quiet work, Dew letting his eyes shut as Aether braids his shower-damp hair, his fingers parting and separating his hair, starting to braid. Aether starts humming again, and Dew fights the urge to fall asleep, here on the locker room bench. He'd fall over, at best embarrassing himself in front of one of his friends, at worse concussing himself and getting himself on the injured reserves.

After a moment, Aether's collected all of Dew's hair into the braid, just weaving the sections until it's too short to continue. He curses under his breath. "Shit. Don't have a hair tie. Didn't think about that."

"I've got one somewhere in my bag," Dew says, leaning forward carefully to grab his go bag, rummaging around until he finds an elastic, handing it back to Aether.

He murmurs his thanks, tying off the braid. Dew runs his hand over it, feeling his slightly out of practice but still neat handiwork.

"Thank you, Aeth," Dew says, turning so he's sitting normally on the bench.

"Any time," Aether responds, his hand resting on Dew's shoulder. "Next game, do you want me to braid your hair?"

"That'd be nice. Don't want to make a habit of it though. I'll learn how to do it."

Aether laughs kindly, grinning as Dew finishes changing into his normal clothes. "I will happily braid your hair as long as you'd like, Dewey."

Dew slings his go bag over his shoulder, reaching for Aether's hand as he leads them out of the locker room. "I'll take you up on that, Aeth."

[hillmon]

PWHL team blinkies!!

these are the larger ones ⬇️ they've been sized up to 750x100 for ease of use :3

these are the smaller ones ⬇️ 150x20 like the blinkies of olde

f2u with or without credit!! ask me if you want one that's been slowed down or smthn idk... i might do more someday that say different tihings

[seaquestions]

more furry hockey league drawings. transcript of the relationship chart below ↓

conor about blake: obsessed with him since he was 16. deeply jealous. WANTS to win against blake. NEEDS (instinctual) to hurt him. blake about conor: whiplash at the way conor acts around him vs everyone else. pretends to be weirded out but that's a blatant lie, he's very into it lol.

blake about lucas: best friend by default. "it's normal to be a little obsessed with your goalie." lucas about blake: likes that blake is comfortable enough around him to be the arrogant bitch he rly is.

lucas about emil: grew up together, ex-teammates. doesn't want to see him ever again, but will still respond to texts & act like nothing's wrong. emil about lucas: he misses lucas a lot. totally oblivious to the fact that he contributed to lucas' destroyed self-esteem. just wants to be boy best friends again.

emil about conor: trying to get conor to get out of his shell & be less anxious all the time. happy to not be the youngest anymore. conor about emil: follows him around like a lost puppy. road trip roomies. a little scared of him, but it's ok.

emil about blake: YOU!!! blake about emil: who?

[barbequebarf]

GUHGUHGUHGOON NATION RISING

[erlie]

Some cuddly hockey boys.

[moregraceful]

heard "hot to go" outside of a baseball stadium for the first time today...slaps