#kazer

[coefficiente]

A selection of graphs from An Analysis of Hockey RPF in 2023, read in full on ao3 :)

#hrpf #sidgeno #mattdrai #mcdrai #natecale #larsdunn #dunnernlars #kazer #tknp #jdtz #cffnt-data

[hotwhatstheplay]

Finally took the time to try to figure out the last time Kane and Toews were on the ice together. It was this game, possibly this goal. January 28th 2023. My heart 💔

#tazer kaner #blackhawks #patrick kane #chicago blackhawks #kazer #jonathan toews

[blorbosonice]

it’s been fun growing old with you, bud.

#patrick kane #jonathan toews #1988 #kazer #kane x toews

[moonyheartbot]

little 1988 excerpt

“You need to tell him you love him.” His future self insists.

“I don’t think that’s such a good idea.” He grimaces.

“Dude, we’re not even gay! Don’t listen to him.”

Future-Patrick cuts an unimpressed stare at their younger self. “You’re not part of this conversation.”

“Yeah, I’m gonna have to agree with him on this one. Might have to wait a few more years.” Patrick nods. 

Future-Patrick snorts in agreement. Past-Patrick looks like he’s going to have a stroke.

This has been stuck in my docs for ages now and I am putting it out here to see if anyone likes this concept - I might continue it, I really like it but the only thing putting me off is that it would probably be a pretty long one.

#1988 #jonathan toews #patrick kane #kazer #fic #fanfic

[redlinereblogs]

originally here

It's summer in Manitoba and Jonny doesn’t have a care in the world.

Sun’s up. Windows down. And, for the first time in months, he feels like he can actually breathe.

Pat’s spent the entire car ride with his head buried in his phone. He's not giving Jon the running commentary he normally would so Jonny assumes it’s Briss about next year. He and Pat are very pointedly not talking about next year yet but Jon’s not worried.

They’ll talk. They'll work it out.

He and Pat are solid—the last three years proved that. It’s him and Pat at the end of it all—the rest will work itself out.

Jon slows as he makes a turn out and smiles at the click of the blinker. The car is making him nostalgic.

It’s the same one he and Dan drove to practice in years ago. It's the car Jon first learned to drive in and the stain on the backseat is from when he’d spilled red Gatorade the summer before he’d moved to Chicago. Jon’s hardly the sentimental sort but he’d found himself shockingly reluctant to sell the car. He'd ended up moving it into the third garage bay in his new house and had pointedly ignored all his family’s comments about it.

The first time Pat had spent time at the house he’d merely raised a questioning eyebrow. Jon stumbled through something about how it was good to have an extra car around for when others were in the shop and it got surprisingly decent gas mileage and actually Jon’s been meaning to get rid of it for a while now when Pat had reached out to squeeze his hand.

“I get it,” he’d said and Jon thought Pat probably did. Pat too was keen to hold on tight to the things and people in his life from Before—before his name was called and he lifted a cup and an entire arena roared when he stepped on the ice.

Jon isn’t really sure why he decided they should take this car today. He'd said to Kaner that they were taking it because the other was low on charge and he didn’t want to move the boat trailer to get the Jeep out. Both statements were true but they still felt like lies. Pat had barely looked up from his phone and had simply grunted before sliding in the passenger seat.

Jon slows and stops at a traffic light—glancing over to watch Pat frown at his screen. He can’t believe he made it here. Summer at home with his boyfriend in the passenger seat.

He used to dream about doing this in this car. And, of all his dreams that had come true, he thinks this one might be the sweetest.

The light turns and Jon moves his eyes back to the road. He reaches over to place a hand on Pat's thigh as he accelerates. He brushes his pinkie finger back and forth—sneaking it under the hem of pat’s shorts.

“Hey now,” Pat absently comments without taking his eyes off his screen.

Jon smiles and answers by slipping his hand higher.

#1988 #1988 fic #kazer #kazer fic #i don't know other tags #i really kinda liked this so i'm posting it like this too #i miss them so much y'all #my fic

[kazer-time]

This is... too much.

Let's fill this place up tonight, guys. For them.

#no words #honestly don't know how to get over the losses of both 19 and 88 this season #jonathan toews #jonny #patrick kane #kaner #chicago blackhawks #1988 #kazer

[laputaskies]

Kazer bantering with Arena

#lost soul aside #lsaedit #lsa kazer #lsa arena #kazer #arena #the absolute lowkey SASS from Kazer #i need more interactions between them #arena looks like a dragon fight me :| #my stuff* #gamingedit #dailygaming

[whydisignuponthisgodforsakensite]

I guess at some point between March 28 and April 5, they were able to talk?

(Unless Patrick is using "talked" but meant "texted")

https://wgntv.com/sports/blackhawks/what-was-jonathan-toews-reaction-to-the-patrick-kane-trade/

https://theathletic.com/4389726/2023/04/07/rangers-playoffs-patrick-kane-plan-rest/

#kazer #Patrick Kane #Jonathan Toews #1988

[seasonalvibe88]

1988

2022.10.12 | COLvsCHI

#jonathan toews #patrick kane #1988 #kazer #my edit #game day gifs #I missed jonny’s pp goal tho :( #idk I might start giffing regularly again

[worldofgayhockey]

johnny’s fucking hand on patrick

i’m not ok

#kazer #i miss them #i’m crying #hockey husbands #they’re in love your honor

[incorrect-nhl]

Patrick Sharp: You okay Kaner, you look a little pale?

Patrick Kane: Yeah, I just have this head ache that comes and goes.

Patrick Sharp: That sucks.

Jonny Toews: *walks in the room*

Patrick Kane: Oh look there it is again.

#incorrect quotes #patrick kane #patrick sharp #jonathan toews #kazer #1988 #nhl

[coefficiente]

Illustrating co-occurrences and identifying communities, read in full An Analysis of Hockey RPF in 2023, on ao3 :)

#hrpf #sidgeno #mattdrai #mcdrai #nolpat #natecale #larsdunn #dunnernlars #mceichel #kazer #cffnt-data

[hotwhatstheplay]

Some 1988 from the Athletic today concerning Patrick Kane's return to the United Center ❤️

#chicago blackhawks #patrick kane #jonathan toews #1988 #kaner #tazer #blackhawks #tazer kaner #kazer

[hocipert]

Prince!hair Jonny supremacists RISE UP

#me: okay first post in the 1988 fandom gotta make sure you seem like a professional and then ease in with the shitposts #also me: imply that kaner is a frog and tazer is the prince that kisses him #oh sorry in advance for my terrible tagging:(( #new fandom and all that!! #jonathan toews #toews #tazer #hockey rpf #j.toews #patrick kane #kazer #1988 #art #1988 art

[moonyheartbot]

new fic <3

It’s raining in Detroit. Patrick has the TV turned on and the volume low so he hears the tires crunching in the driveway. When he opens the door, he’s paced in front of it a few times to act natural. Jonny still smiles knowingly at him before wrapping him in a brief side-hug.

Jonny visits Patrick in Detroit.

#1988 #jonathan toews #patrick kane #kazer #fanfic #fic #ao3 #archive of our own

[redlinereblogs]

originally here

They're on vacay in the Mediterranean.

It's all sun and food and water, with some red wine in there for Jonny.

Pat smiles as they make their way back to the villa. Red wine always makes Jonny flirty and free in a way he usually isn't, but Pat's hand at the small of Jon's back is more affectionate than necessary.

When they arrive back at the villa, Jon is quick to reach out first and tap in the door code, winking at Pat when the lock flicks back.

“I told you I was good,” he throws out as he enters, slipping off his shoes and pulling at his tie. He tosses it aside and starts in on his shirt.  

“You certainly are good,” Pat murmurs, watching the muscles ripple as Jon slips off his shirt.

Shirtless, and shameless with it, Jon catches Pat's eye and smirks as he slips off into the bedroom. Pat's more careful taking off his own shoes and he puts them neatly by the door. He grabs Jon's too so the pair of them are nicely arranged together. He's casual as he grabs Jon’s tie and shirt, carefully folding the two over the back of a chair before following Jon into their room.

He settles himself onto the bed in their suite and throws an arm behind his head to watch as Jon digs through his luggage, the muscles of his back pulling in the most delicious way.

“What are you looking for?” Pat asks with a drawl, not giving a shit if Jon ever finds it, content to enjoy the view.

“I thought I had one more,” Jon mumbles he looks. “The case was right in–ha!' He stands tall and quickly turns, holding the small box out in front of him like a trophy. He opens it and winks.

Pat rolls his eyes, absurdly fond. “You're ridiculous.”

Jon lights it and makes his way to the bed, knee walking his way to Pat. “You love me,” he says absently, taking a hit as he goes.

He settles himself in Pat's lap–tilting his face up to blow the smoke away from Pat's face, lest his boyfriend whine about it. Pat rubs his thumb into Jonny's hip and watches his Adam's apple bob.

“You're still ridiculous.” He plucks the joint from Jon's hand and takes a pull.

Jon runs his fingers through Pat's hair, brushing the mess of it away from his temples. “And you still love me.”

Pat catches Jon's eye and sees the laughter in them, the joy. He tilts his head up as Jon leans down.

'I do?' he mocks as their lips meet.

He doesn't see but he can feel the smile that graces Jon's lips. 

"Yeah Pat. You really do.”

#1988 fic #kazer fic #1988 #kazer #my fic #tagging is still weird #and i liked this one too (but also not as much) #idk #writing is weird and i'm trying to not be self-conscious about it #please be kind (or at least don't be mean) #okay. #bye.