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swissboyhisch · 11 months

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Fun Shenanigans

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mcdavid97: She may be annoying but I love her❤️ || 📷: yourbestie tagged: yourinsta

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yourbestie: My photo, yes. But couple goals! And now you can't argue with me cause it's official!

stephlechance: Why so cute?! Couple goals ❤️❤️

user: I wish I had a relationship like them ❤️

user: I want a boyfriend like Connor 😍😍😍 His smile when he looks at her is precious ❤️

yourinsta: I love you too Con ❤️❤️❤️ Is it time to work out though?

mcdavid97: let's go

user: she works out too?

yourbestie: they always work out together! It's quite cute.

user: Happy. Happy. Happy.

user: Couple goals. I want to be like them.

clairefaye: of course 😒😒

user: anyone feel like their theme song is I'm Lost Without You by Blink-182

user: agreed

yourinsta: they're my favourite band, also one of my favourite songs 😍

zstrome: aren't you supposed to be at the gym yourinsta

user: oh zstrome caught you out

yourinsta: We are on our way to the gym, Con is driving username zstrome

user: This couple never fails to make my life seem boring 😂

dylstrome19: have fun weirdo gym couple! You can get sweaty while I'm gauging on chips on my couch watching Disney

user: DYlan 😂😂😂

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mcdavid97: I'm proud of my girl doing the sport she loves so much! This is a selfie I received (while I was at training) when she got ready to go to karate, training for the Olympics in 2020, Japan. tagged: yourinsta

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user: SHE DOES KARATE!

tess.caldon: Won't be repping USA together 😭😭

yourinsta: I'm sorry tess.caldon!!! I'll be repping Canada if I do go 😭

username: what belt? Has she represented a country before?

yourbestie: 3rd dan black belt. She has also first represented USA when she was 14 and has continued to represent her Dojo, State and Country.

user: wasn't she just in Ireland?

yourinsta: yes, I was just in Ireland for the World Championships just before I moved to Canada!

yoursis: Proud older sister here!

cammcdavid: Proud. Proud. Proud.

user: OMG I WAS THERE! MY SISTER COMPETED AGAINST YOU. HOW DID I NOT REALISE IT WAS YOU?! YOU ARE SO GOOD AT KARATE! YOUR KUMITE (free fighting) IS SO GOOD AND YOUR KATA IS IMPECIBLE! SHE IS THE CURRENT WORLD CHAMPION!

user: world champion?!

oscardaniels: she has been the reigning champion for a few years now

user: 😍😍😍😍

user: mcdavid97 will you go to support her?

mcdavid97: I'll support her through everything of course

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keltalbot: #WAGDateWednesday tagged: mikkymarrelli, yourbestie, brittlucic, yourinsta and laurenrodych

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laurenrodych: Love our weekly dates 😍

user: honestly goals.

user: They are all gorgeous 😍😍😍

edmontonoilers: Oilers WAGs are the best 🥰

yourinsta: hell yeah we are

user: These girls are honestly friend goals

yourinsta: Love you all 🥰

user: #WCW every day is y/n.

yourbestie: Ah we are cute 🥰

mkaberg: Best WAG date as Y/n is finally an official WAG

mikkymarrelli: ain't that the truth mkaberg

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cammcdavid: These two are super annoying…..ly cute 🤮🤮🤮 tagged: mcdavid97 and yourinsta

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user: #couplegoals

user: How are they so cute?!

user: I still can't believe they weren't dating before this week

yourbestie: right?!

mcdavid97: You make me so happy y/n

yourinsta: love you Con

user: Love the caption 😂

drat29: I swear he's never serious around y/n

user: siblings right?

user: The look on y/n's face 😍

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@penny4yourthoughts @mp0625 @hischierhaze

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theywantedplayer · 1 year

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Heyy can I request “come and sit on my face and i’ll show you how much i missed you” wuth Leon Draisaitl? He needs some appreciation too😌

TW-Smut

He was obsessed with you, he couldn't get enough of you. The way you moaned as he buried his face into your pussy, his nose nudging your clit as you rode his face. He got home about 45 minutes ago and as soon as he got in the Apartment he held you in his grasp.

The way he layed in the bed and said “come and sit on my face and i’ll show you how much i missed you” His voice when he said it made butterflies appear in your stomach. Now Leos got his arms wrapped around your waist holding you down as he ate you out. He's already made you cun 2 times, you didnt think youd be able to come again. Your hands gripped the headboard as you moaned out his name.

“Leon! Leon I can't” you cried out. All you heard from him was a groan as he gripped your ass harshly making you wine.

You began to subconsciously grind on Leo's face, you cried out everytime Leo's nose rubbed your clit. Leo loved it, he loved hearing your voice. He loved how you struggled to get your words out, Your whimpers making his coke throb in his sweatpants, He couldn't wait to be in you but he wanted to draw this out as long as he could. Your thighs squeezing his head making his eyes roll back into his head out of pleasure. He could tell you were about to cum again by the way your thighs started to shake.

“Cum for be baby, come on” he told

You whined at the sound of his voice you just couldn't get enough. You couldn't even think straight because the feeling of his warm mouth sent you in a spiral. You could feel yourself about to cum.

“Fuck im gonna cum! Leo” you told

You shut your eyes tight. He loved being able to get you like this, he loved listening to you break like this. You and the pretty noises you make are all his to enjoy.He scraped his teeth against your clit and watched your back arch, and flicked the tip of his tongue against your most sensitive spots until you’re uncontrollably cumming in his mouth. A string of curses left your mouth as you did. Before you could calm down from your high Leo gripped your waist and flipped you over into your back, him now hovering over you.

His hair was a mess and his lips were wet and the look in his eyes told you he wasn't done yet

“God I fucking miss you” He groaned as he pulled you into a rough kiss.

#Leon Draisaitl smut #Leon Draisaitl x reader #Leon Draisaitl fic #edmonton oilers #nhl fanfiction #nhl x reader #nhl hockey

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ratflame · 4 months

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A chart of Leon Draisaitl/Matthew Tkachuk fics, more than half were published after Tkachuk was traded a continent away.

Out of the 660 on AO3, 355 were posted after Tkachuk was traded on July 22, 2022 and even before the trade when the battle of Alberta was in full swing this ship was mostly built off of one soundbite from Draisaitl.

For everyone devastated by the Jamie Drysdale to the Flyers trade please remember that at its heart, fanfiction is what the name suggests, fiction and nothing is stopping us from putting those blorbos into situations. It honestly is going to show us plenty of new dynamics that i can't wait to see

Data accurate as of Jan 9, 2024

#leon draisaitl #matthew tkachuk #fanfiction #data analytics #yes this about the jamie drysdale trade #im devastated too but there's so much fic opportunity coming from this #anaheim ducks #philadephia flyers #edmonton oilers #florida panthers #trevor zegres #cutter gauthier

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glasshouses-and-stones · 24 days

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my ao3

Six Sentence Sunday; 7th of April, 2024

wip title: the system's breaking down by glasshouses_and_stones

fandom: Men's Hockey RPF

ship: Mitch Marner/Connor McDavid/Dylan Strome

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Dylan narrows his eyes and pointedly looks towards Mitch's room.

"I just don't trust him."

Connor squeezes his hand and gives him the most reassuring smile he can. It does nothing.

"Give him a chance. He's not bad, really. You'll like him."

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If you see this, and you want to participate, please do! Tag me in your posts for any fandom/ship. I'd love to read them :)

#hockey rpf #mitch marner #connor mcdavid #dylan strome #fanfiction #ao3 fanfic #six sentence sunday #current wip #sunday six #fanfic #toronto maple leafs #edmonton oilers #washington capitals #dyl #that jesus guy #gay hockey #ao3 #hockey #writing

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yourfavewriteress · 2 years

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check you out (part 6) | connor mcdavid

part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 5

Teaser: "Every time I tell you you’re beautiful, I mean it."

Your week had not been going well. It was only Tuesday, yet you were approaching your final breaking point. Your exam for one class was on different chapters than you had anticipated, your exam in another was harder than you could have imagined, and you received a not-so-nice score on an essay worth forty percent of your grade in a third class. It felt like your entire schedule was laughing at you day after day.

Although you spent the week buried in books, it felt like your efforts were for nothing. How the hell am I going to come back from this?, you thought.

But, that wasn't all that you had in your path. The icing on the cake was Connor telling you he would be out of town for two whole weeks, leaving for a team trip. They would be spending the time at a new training facility, their coaches citing it as a chance to work in a different environment, minus all potential distractions. Of course, they paid him more than enough to steal him for two weeks, but why now?

You didn't let him know how terribly timed this trip was, or how you felt your heart shatter in your chest after the words left his mouth. It wasn't like he had a choice, or that you would never see him again. You were sad that you wouldn't be able to retreat into Connor as you had gotten used to. You were sad that you couldn't rely on him to hold you so you fell asleep in a reasonable time rather than toss and turn through your anxiety-ridden thoughts.

You felt like you were being irrational, wanting him to stay so bad. It was selfish.

You were quieter than usual this night, but Connor didn't think too much about it. There was a movie playing, so he didn't expect you to be talking much anyway.

But really, you were holding back tears.

Your first resort when you were this upset was always to cry. You cried earlier before you saw Connor, and yesterday in the shower. Crying wasn't a big deal to you, you knew it helped you feel better after. Still, you didn't want Connor to see you cry. Especially when he was part of the reason why.

Connor still had you wrapped in his arms, your back against his chest as you both faced the TV. You did your best to shut your mind off and enjoy the feeling and smell of Connor. This was one of the last nights you would have with him, and you didn't want it tainted by your mess of emotions.

He absentmindedly drew shapes on your stomach where his hand was sprawled. Lasting almost an hour more than usual, you managed to fall asleep on the couch with him.

He sighed when he noticed, kissing the back of your head gently so he wouldn't disturb you. I'm gonna miss this, he thought. Connor was just as torn as you. He had a job to do, one he was on contract for. And, one that he was always happy and motivated to excel in.

With you in the picture, however, everything was more complicated. He didn't like the travel aspect of his job as much anymore. He didn't enjoy the lack of privacy or the limited free time, even just from the team staff. Once they found out you had attended one of the games, Connor was getting bugged daily about making you a regular and inviting you to team events.

This was all a nuisance now. All because they got in his way of spending time with you undisturbed. It was unhealthy, really, how much he thought about you and wanted to be with you. The closer you got, the happier he was.

He wasn't really watching the movie, his mind racing with all the different changes he had experienced this past year. He no longer only thought of himself, it was always Connor and Y/N. Even his grocery list started to be influenced by your favorites and not just his. When he was deciding if a night with the guys was happening, he always factored in your schedule, and if it was a better night to spend time with you than others. He would drop almost anything for you because he knew your schedule was just as busy as his.

Yet, he couldn't say no to this trip. And that was the problem: work would always trump what either of you wanted.

You could hear the quiet hum on the TV as you opened your eyes a few hours later. You looked around, noticing that you were in a different position than you remembered. You were laying on your stomach, which would never be possible if Connor was still beside you.

“Con?” You mumbled, slightly stretching and nuzzling you face into the pillow.

“Right here, baby,” You felt a squeeze to your calf. You sat up on your elbows, seeing Connor sitting with your feet in his lap.

“What time is it?”

He looked at his watch, “9:30. Did you have a good nap?”

“Not really,” You mumbled, laying back down. Connor moved your legs from his lap before sliding between you and the back of the couch again. You sighed as he wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you into him.

You loved that he never hesitated to be wrapped around you now. You hadn't even been awake thirty seconds, and now you were engulfed in his arms. How are you ever going to get used to this?

“Was it too short for you?” He asked, laughing.

“I feel like I could sleep for weeks,” You said, tangling your legs with his. “What have you been doing?”

“Watching games,” He said, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. “Are you hungry?”

“Not really,” You sighed, closing your eyes again.

You could feel Connor chuckle as he spoke up again, “Do you not sleep at night?”

“It is nighttime,” You smiled into his shirt.

“You’re lucky you’re cute when you sleep,” He mumbled against your head. "We should head to bed, then."

"Did I ruin any plans?" You yawned.

"Of course not," He answered, squeezing you in his arms. "There were no plans, just you."

You leaned your head up to kiss his pulse point. "I hate that you have to leave for two weeks."

"I know," He let out a sigh. "But, it'll go by fast and I'll be back."

"Can you carry me upstairs?" You smirked. You could feel him roll his eyes as he sat up.

"You're also a pain in my ass, baby," He said, using the remote to turn off the TV. "You're lucky I like it."

"So lucky," You teased.

"Shut up," He laughed. Unannounced, he slid his arms under you and pulled you into his arms. You gasped, grabbing for him to anchor yourself.

"What the hell is wrong with you? You could have warned me."

"You wanted a ride, I'm giving it to you. I can put you down, no problem."

"Has anyone told you how much a brat you are?" You mumbled into his neck.

"A few people, actually," He laughed. He carried you up his stairs and into his bedroom.

"Bathroom, please," You requested. Connor obliged, letting you down at his bathroom door.

"Your highness," He joked.

"Thanks, baby," You smiled.

He leaned down to press a kiss to your lips, "Don't take long."

You did. To be fair, you finally remembered to bring each step of you nighttime skincare routine, something you always failed to do. It wasn't absurd, maybe 12 minutes of steps, but Connor would never understand. He only washed his face and then dried it with a towel...

"Babe," You could hear him groan from his bed.

"Just a second," You rolled your eyes in the mirror. Finally, you put on your moisturizer before tucking everything back into your bag. You changed into your PJs for the night, one of Connor's old boxers, and your old T-shirts.

“You look cute,” You heard Connor say from his bed once you turned off his bathroom light. You rolled your eyes as you put your clothes in the laundry hamper.

“Shut up.”

He laughed, “What? I’m being serious!”

“I told you not to say anything about how I look before bed,” You replied.

“Yeah, and I don’t know why. You look cute, you always do,” He responded.

Sighing, you slid into his bed next to him. “I can’t tell if you’re being serious or just an asshole, so I don’t know what you want me to say”

He laughed, reaching over to pull you to his chest, “You know I’m serious. Every time I tell you you’re beautiful, I mean it."

You cuddled into his chest, both of you enjoying the silence for a few moments. You were just beginning to get used to having Connor around for your routines. One time, he sat in the bathroom just to watch you do every step. Now, he settled for waiting from the bed and rushing you. It felt incredibly domestic. Things with Connor had been starting to feel more and more like this as time went on.

You loved this trend, because you were finally getting the true experience of having a boyfriend. In your past, you had always been the one giving more and feeling more. But with Connor, he was just as invested as you.

That's why, the next day when you had hit the peak of your anxiety, your first instinct was to find a corner and call Connor. He had left you at his place for early practice, and now you were at your school's library because you couldn't focus anywhere else.

You studied for a bit, and then took one of your online exams... which went terribly. It took everything not to slam your computer close and scream. Instead, you slowly closed your laptop, picked up your phone, and moved yourself to an empty stairwell.

You went to your recents, which surprisingly was only Connor and family. Dialing his number, you leaned back against the wall.

“Hello?”

“Hey, Con,” You bit your lip. “Are you busy?”

“I’m at the rink, so a little,” He responded. “Why? What’s up?”

“I just had a tough morning and wanted to talk,” You mumbled. “I just failed my test. I studied so ha-”

“-Wait, I’m sorry. I really can't stay on the phone, I’m with the team,” He cut you off. “Can I call you after practice?”

You paused, “Uhm, okay? I didn’t even finish my sentence.”

“I know, I’m sorry,” He breathed, sighing after. “I have practice soon, and I really have to focus. They’re counting on me here.”

“Mhm,” You nodded, although he couldn’t see you. You were doing your best to hide your disappointment because it really wasn't his fault, but add another point to the world against you. “Sorry I called.”

“I don’t want you to be upset with me,” He responded, pausing for a beat. “I want to talk to you, I want to help, but I can’t right this second, especially if it can wait.” You could wait.

“Understood,” You mumbled.

He sighed, “Can we talk when I’m done with practice? Please? I want to be able to give you my full attention.”

“Sure.”

“Baby, I can hear it in your voice, I know you’re upset,” He said. “I'm just not in the space or environment right now to give you the attention you deserve and need."

"You have no idea what I need, Connor. You're not even listening."

He let out a deep sigh, and you were sure he was probably scratching his head about what to say to not make things worse. "Y/N, please."

“When you go through your shit with hockey, I’m always there and I listen to everything you say to me. You’ve called me while I was slammed with work or assignments before and what did I do? I gave you time to vent. I tried. You barely did that and for once, I actually just needed my boyfriend to listen. But of course, hockey comes first. Have fun at practice, Connor. I guess I’ll talk to you after, like you said.”

You could faintly hear him say your name as you removed the phone from your ear and ended the call. Well, that's not what you wanted.

Your phone buzzed seconds later with a text from him.

Connor: I'm sorry. I don't want you to be upset. I'll come over right after I'm done, I promise.

You were so over it.

You went back to your desk, gathered everything, and headed back home. When you got to your bedroom, you dropped your stuff at your door before laying face down on your bed until you settled in for a nap.

As you lounged on your couch later that day with Netflix playing on the TV, your phone buzzed from the table.

Connor: Are you still home?

You sat back, locking your phone. Minutes later, it buzzed again.

Connor: Can we talk? Please

You: I’m home

Instead of a text, you heard a knock at your door. You got up, opening it.

“Did you text me after you got here?”

He nodded, his hands in his pockets. “I literally just left practice, I haven't gone home yet.”

You stepped aside to let him in. As he took his coat off, you walked back over to the couch, laying back down. Connor came over, sitting by your legs but facing you. “Can we turn this off for a second?”

“Why?” You kept your eyes on the screen but you could feel his staring at you.

“Baby,” He said, softly. “Please.”

You reached for the remote, pressing the power button. You sat in silence for a few moments before Connor spoke again.

“Ever since I was six, my life has been hockey. I’ve never cared about anything as much, and I’ve been fine with that. It’s brought me a lot of success and it makes me hap-”

“-I get it,” You cut him off. “You love hockey, and hockey loves you.”

“Can we, just..?” He huffed before gently pushing your legs off of the couch and moving closer to you.

“What are you doing?” You asked, shifting on the couch so you were sitting up.

“You’re pissed, and I deserve it. But, I’m trying to talk to you and I can’t do that if you're not even looking at me.”

“I can still hear without looking at you,” You mumbled. “And, I’m not pissed.”

“I don’t know how to be someone’s boyfriend,” He sighed, running his hands through his hair. “I know it’s common sense, and I’m trying but I fucked up today. You’re right, I could have at least given you five minutes, and I’m sorry for that. I had the coaches in my head and I was being a fucking idiot. You’re supposed to be able to call me whenever something happens, and I’m supposed to listen. I want to listen. As important as hockey is to me, so are you and I know I need to do a better job of showing that.”

You didn’t say anything as he looked at you. You got up from the couch, walking over to the kitchen to pull out the wine bottle from your fridge. Connor followed you, sitting at the counter.

A few hours after your phone conversation, you realized you bit Connor's head off, not because of anything he did, but moreso the combination of circumstances that pushed you to call in the first place. He was working, he had the right and reason to cut the call short.

“You have always been there for me whenever I was going through something and you didn’t deserve me shutting you down like that. I’m really, really sorry.”

You filled a glass with wine, looking over at him. “Do you want one?”

“Babe, seriously,” He said. “We have to talk about this.”

“I heard everything you said, Connor.”

“Can you come sit?”

You sighed, bringing the bottle and glass with you to sit next to Connor.

“What happened today?” He asked softly, pulling you chair closer to his.

“I spent the whole day crying, Connor,” You responded, looking over at him. “The entire day. And, I thought that calling you would help but it just made everything worse. I’m exhausted, sad, and just over it.”

“You don’t want to talk about it?”

“Not at all,” You took an embarrassingly large sip of the wine.

“Can I stay?” He searched your face. “Or, do you want me to leave? I would understand if you did.”

“Please stay,” You whispered. You didn’t expect your voice to fail you, but Connor caught on as his shoulders fell. He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into his chest. This is what you needed. You called Connor that morning because in a matter of seconds, he could make you feel better. Having that backfire made your problems even worse, but now, finally having him exactly where you needed him, you didn’t even care about this morning.

I’m fucked, you thought, as you relaxed into him almost immediately. How can one person make everything better, even after a major failure?

Besides this morning, Connor always made you feel safe and heard. You didn’t know how you had never experienced this with your exes, but you wouldn’t mind never having to give this up.

“I’m sorry that you had a bad day,” He mumbled into your shoulder after a few moments. “And, I’m sorry I made it worse and was such a dick.”

“I forgive you.”

He pulled back, making you look at him. “Never again.”

“I shouldn’t have called you at practice, anyway,” You responded, reaching for your glass again.

He shook his head, “That's not true. You can call me whenever you need me. I was in the wrong today, not you. You needed me and I wasn’t there.”

“It’s fine,” You said. After taking another sizable gulp, you set the glass back down and looked back at him. He was already looking at you, like you had guessed.

“What do you want to do?” He asked softly, moving the hair that had fallen past your face.

“Cuddle,” The barely audible word was loud enough as Connor smiled.

“I can definitely do that.”

"And, I'm sorry I snapped at you earlier. I should have known that calling you at work would not bode well."

"You were having a tough time," He started. "I'm your boyfriend, you have a right to call me, even if I was on the ice. I can't guarantee that I'll answer, but at least I'll know I need to call you back. I don't want you to stop yourself from asking for me and my time. I want to know what you need so I can give it to you. I didn't give you that chance to tell me this morning, and that wasn't okay."

"I feel like I should be doing more apologizing."

"Well, I'm not gonna let you because you don't have to apologize anymore," He said, standing up. "Let's move back to the couch."

He grabbed the bottle for you, and you followed him to your living room. He placed the bottle on your coaster before disappearing back into the kitchen. He came back a few moments later with a beer in his hand.

You didn't even like beer. But, once you noticed how Connor's home bar was filled with this particular brand, you made sure to always have a pack in your fridge for him. You smiled to yourself, for the first time that day, simply because you were reminded how much Connor had taken over your life, in all the best ways.

"What?" Connor couldn't help the smile that was fighting its way onto his face from your expression. He could feel his heart skip a beat as he got comfortable in his spot on your couch.

"I hate beer."

He rolled his eyes, "I'm well aware."

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izzylovesyou2022 · 2 years

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REBLOG THIS IF YOU'D READ A STORY OR SERIES THAT HAS A CHARACTER WITH AUTISM IN IT

PLEASE REBLOG

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golly-gee-what-a-disaster · 2 years

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sooo i decided to try my hand at writing nhl fanfiction.... of course i'd include my boi; feedback would be really great :D

feel free to message me or put out an ask if you have ideas/suggestions/etc. - i would really appreciate the input!

#kailer yamamoto #nhl #hockey #edmonton oilers #oilers #connor mcdavid #ao3 author #ao3 #fanfiction #canon divergence #listen i needed more yamo content so i wrote some #who knows if i'll actually write this fic of if it'll collect dust for 5 years?

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joellevanbeez · 2 years

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ecce homo - Chapter 1 (Hockey RPF)

ecce homo - Chapter 1: The house

This is basically Connor McDavid's Under the Tuscan Sun. Connor has a breakdown and buys a house. Will eventually be Leon/Connor, includes descriptions of alcohol abuse and minor drug use.

Rating: M

Summary:

Connor tries his best and still loses, again. Then, he loses his goddamn mind. Or: The one where Connor blows up his life learns to say “fuck it” and buys a house. Along the way, he learns how to make bread, does more drugs than he ever considered possible, and finally lets his freak flag fly.

#connor mcdavid rpf #connor mcdavid #hockey rpf #hockey fic #hockey fanfiction #hrpf #leon draisaitl #mcdrai #edmonton oilers #oilers

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msmargaretmurry · 6 months

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Leon looks SO SAD AND HOPELESS 😭😭😭 god can someone get him to a good home, please, this is ASPCA crying puppies levels of sad this is definitely not also in service to my not-so-secret desire to have him and Ratthew on the same team being really good at hockey and terrible at skating together

i mean you would think that a team that got to draft four first overalls in six years and also leon draisaitl would have been able to put together a team that's not incredibly depressing by now, but, alas: the oilers. (i mean, we are only ~10 games in, they could still turn things around, but my god it looks dire right now.)

i feel like this has to be extra frustrating now compared to leon's early nhl years, because he came on to a legitimately bad team that he was supposed to help fix, and for the last few years it has seemed, like, pretty fixed? they've been making the playoffs, they made it all the way to the wcf! where did all the progress go? woof.

the thing is that leon seems to really adore his teammates so i do feel a little bad fantasizing about separating him from them but i ALSO don't trust edmonton not to decide that he's the weak link and run him out of town, given the number of times they've done that to other players! obviously i love pondering concepts and scenarios that land him on matthew's team but in reality the panthers have, like, negative cap space 😂 you need some real fanfiction magic to make that happen. (which, to be clear, i am fine with. all of you, please feel free to go write with fanfiction magic.)

anyway his contract is up after next season and while i am generally assuming he'll stick with with his bff connor i am also so interested to see if he does make a free agency move. (connor's is up the season after leon's and i am similarly just so curious to see what goes down. like i assume they'll discuss it and it's either gonna be they both stay or both go but WHO KNOWS. if either of them goes you know it's gonna be like when tavares left long island and islanders fans were burning his jersey in the streets. which would be VERY funny.)

sorry, anon, i feel like you did not send this ask to listen to me ramble about contracts and cap space. thank you for indulging me. he has indeed been SO sad and grumpy lately. someone should kiss him on the mouth about it.

anyway if leon does decide he wants out of edmonton i know a perfectly nice east coast team that's probably about to have a brand new $9.2m in cap space (sob) (don't look at me)

#ask #hockey for ts

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Hiya, i wanna get into hockey, and i have a question: How do i start getting into it? I'd assume just start watching the latest games but how do i find teams to like?

you have asked possibly the funniest and least qualified person on the planet on this subject i absolutely cannot lie to you. (british, did not like any sport whatsoever prior to this) me personally i got like In it in it pretty much entirely because of @bboes because we watched some games together and she made me gain an inexplicable fondness for sidney crosby, claude giroux and connor mcdavid via fanfiction over the past three/four years. my best advice is to choose teams based on the players ? which is not great advice because players can be traded but idrk where else to start if u have no geographic relevence to teams. u could watch the nhl all star bts videos on youtube where htye players show some personality or go to the teams socials to see which vibes u like. u could also go the fanfiction route to decide vibes but the most popular fics are about deeply morally gray players so. wrt to the pwhl all their games are maybe the most accessible in all of professional sports + theyre all quite active on socials if u wanna catch vibes. but u could also join me in supporting: edmonton oilers, pittsburg penguins, montreal canadiens, toronto maple leafs, philadelphia flyers, pwhl montreal + toronto (ik theyre enemies idgaf), and the ottowa senators (truly only for giroux i cannot lie). and colorado on occasion

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Thank you for tagging me in this @giirlinterrupted 💗

✨ no°1 team?

Kraken girly through and through. My first ever NHL game was Kraken vs Predators and they (kraken) won my heart. Preds themselves are my secondary team just for Saros alone.

💌 your favorite goalie?

This little Pumpkin here:

🔟what would be your jersey number?

16! I am that uncreative that Id pick my birthday 🤣

👯🏻‍♂️what team would you love to play for?

This is going to be a weird choice for some but Edmonton Oilers. To play with Draisatil and McDavid? That be fun!

❤️‍🔥who is your favorite player currently?

The players and why they are my faves is changing day by day but this is a best off?

👀a trade that hurt you emotionally?

Soucy and Geekie. 💔

🌈 what is your experience on hockeyblr so far?

I love the little corner I found myself in and I'm generally more of someone who observes rather than posting much. I have been in some toxic spaces before and this one is so chill, people watching the games, writing their fanfiction and just being a nice positive bunch.

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Road Trip

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mcdavid97: I'll be home soon bub❤️

user: THIS RELATIONSHIP 😭😍

stephlechance: you were always considered a WAG though 😂😂

bainca_skye: WAG forever girl, always were 😂😂

user: Ahhh the edmontonoilers WAGs are the best

edmontonoilers: They are 🤷🏻‍♀️ It's the truth

user: Wait, that was them?! I saw these two 😭

yourbestie: I love how clueless she was, I mean honestly it was great 😂🤷🏻‍♀️

user: My OTP!

zstrome: time to party in a few days 🎉🎉🎉

user: zstrome has the right idea

user: I can't wait to see the Oilers play against the flyers!

user: 😭

patmaroon: I'll bring cap back safely, promise shortie 😂

username: patmartoon nickname for y/n is perfect

edmontonoilers: he'll be home soon, we promise 🙌🏻 we just need him to help us 🤷🏻‍♀️

dylstrome19: Can't wait to see you guys! are you flying out?

yourbestie: dylstrome19 yeah a few of WAGs are flying out to watch

user: YES OMG OILERS VS COYOTES

zstrome: PARTY WHEN YOU GET HERE!

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user: Friendship goals tbh

user: Seeing the group?

stephlechance: Wish I could go!

bainca_skye: See you there!

user: AHHH YES

user: IM GOING TO THAT GAME 😍😍😍

clove_bennet: See you when zstrome and I pick you guys up from the Airport.

user: REUNION!

yourinsta: It will be awesome! 😍 Liked by yourbestie

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user: mcdavo being protective ahaha

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user: they are so perfect 😍😍😍

clove_bennet: yes yes yes! Sleepover at Zara and I's apartment!

tess.calden: See you soon!

kennedymoore: YES YES YES I CAN'T WAIT TO SEE YOU! btw I'm sorry I couldn't pick you up!

user: I love Kennedy 😍

yourinsta: user same.

user: Y/n is a precious gem

user: OMG Y/B/F/N IS GORGEOUS!

yoursis: Have fun sis x

user: 😍😍😍

drat29: Have fun and see you soon!

yourbestie: thanks leo x

user: Can't wait for the girls to go to the game!

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user: don't we all?!

zstrome: I've missed you guys so much!

user: I LOVE YOU A BILLION!😍😍

yourbestie: PARTYYYYYY PARTYYYYY

yourinsta: I live for this photo! 😍

user: I think we all do

user: Where are they?

user: Can't believe they are all together…

dylstrome19: Have fun and stay safe girls x

kennedymoore: always x ❤️

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user: A shopping cart? really? 😂

lcrouse67: Oh god…

jakobc6: I swear…

clove_bennet: we'rE FINRE?

user: Now that is a night out!

mcdavid97: Thank god you guys got home safe

yourinsta: I didn't drink anything… gotta be the mumma bear

user: Imagine having to look after these drunk bitches…

yoursis: you girls are crazy

hollymcdavid: they're young 😂

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May i please have a hurt/comfort fic with jujhar khaira? Like the reader got yelled at by their boss and is upset about it? That man is so damn beautiful and I want him to COMFORT ME DAMN IT 💀

A/N: oh my gosh anon im so sorry this literally took me forever to finish. life has started to catch up to me a little so i havent had much time to write (also had very little motivation), but here it is,,,

thank you for requesting, i hope you like it :)

Word Count: 1177

Warning(s): curse words, toxic work environment, i also dont know that much about jujhar so i hope i portrayed him okay!!!

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I try to hold back on the lingering tears that threaten to spill out as I make my way back to my office cubicle. I just got out of one of the worst meetings I think I have ever taken part in. My boss gave me a total chewing out in front of some of our higher board members, totally embarrassing me and making me look like a horrible employee. He also gave me such an unrealistic expectation for an assignment that he wants me to have finished by tomorrow morning.

Once I tried explaining how unreasonable that was (in the most polite way possible), he then went on to go around the entire table and point out how much better every other employee is compared to me.

So yeah. My day’s been complete shit.

The thing is though, my boss is just a sexist, misogynistic man. I work my ass off every single day I am in this office, finishing all my work on time, putting in extra hours, and even making stupid coffee runs for the board members (filled with all men). But nothing I do seems to make my boss happy.

I shield my face with my hair when my coworkers walk past me. I can hear their hushed whispers and feel their judgmental stares piercing through me. I let out a huff when they walk away and start counting down the seconds until I get to leave this hellhole.

And as soon as that clock hits 4:00PM, I grab my purse and practically sprint out of there.

When I get far enough away from the building, the waterworks begin. And they don’t stop even when I pull into the driveway of the apartment I share with my boyfriend.

And it seems like the tears blurred my vision enough that I totally didn’t notice that Jujhar’s car was in the lot, since as soon as I opened the door I am startled to find my boyfriend lounging on the couch.

It seems as if I alarmed him as well when I unintentionally slammed the door behind me, since he’s immediately making his way to my side.

“What happened?!” Jujhar panicked, grabbing a hold of my tear stricken face to make sure I wasn’t hurt at all.

A little scowl crosses my face when the thought of my horrible day passes through my mind again. “I hate my boss.” I pout out.

Jujhar’s face hardened at my words before he questioned, “What did he do this time?”

“He completely embarrassed me in front of all the board members and made me look like a worthless employee.”

“What a dick.” I hear Jujhar mutter underneath his breath. He squeezes my shoulders reassuringly before leading me into our bedroom. “Why don’t you get changed into some comfy clothes and come back into the living room and we can talk a little more about everything. Or we could just watch a movie or something if you aren’t up to talking.”

I bring him into a much needed hug and sigh contently in his arms. “Ok. I’ll be right out.”

Jujhar gives me a reassuring smile as he makes his way out of the bedroom to let me change.

After changing into a pair of sleep shorts and one of Jujhar’s Oilers sweatshirts, I make my way back into the living room and flop down into the seat next to my boyfriend. He puts his arm around my shoulder and pulls me closer into his body.

“Wanna talk about it?” He cautions, running his fingers gently across my back.

I let out a sigh and relaxed forward into Jujhar’s body before responding. “I just don’t know what to do. Nothing I do is ever right and I feel like I am just wasting my talent since it’s obviously not appreciated there.”

Jujhar lets me go on my little rant and waits until I am fully finished to respond. He makes sure to look me directly in the eye when he voices out,

“Fuck them.”

I can’t help but let out a little snort at my boyfriend’s abrupt answer. He laughs along a little before sputtering out, “I’m serious! If they can’t see how amazing and hardworking you are, then fuck them. Seriously babe. You are the smartest and most beautiful woman I have ever met, and you do not deserve to be treated like that and have your talent be wasted away in that hellhole.”

I rest my head on Jujhar’s shoulder and question out, “So, what do I do?”

“Quit.”

That gains my attention, and my head snaps right back up to give my boyfriend wide eyes. “I can’t just quit.” I gaped.

“Why not? The work environment is so toxic and you hate it there. And you said it yourself that you feel like your talent and hardwork is being undermined. So why not quit and we can find a place that will suit and better appreciate you.” He says it so calmly and determinedly that it actually makes me think that I should just go for it.

“What if I can’t find another job quickly?” I worry. I don’t want him to think that I am going to become dependable on him and take advantage of his hard worked for money.

He gives me a little smile, seemingly knowing what I am thinking. “Babe you do not have to worry about that. I want you to take your time in finding the job that you think will best suit you. No matter what, I am going to be right here by your side.”

Once more, tears threaten to spill from my eyes. But this time they are tears of happiness and admiration for the man sitting in front of me.

“You know I love you right?”

Jujhar just smiles in return and leans in closer to bring our lips together. The kiss is sweet and gentle, just like the moment we just shared. It lets him know just how grateful I am for his kind words and having someone like him in my life. Jujhar always knows exactly what to say to make me feel better and get my emotions back on track.

When our lips break apart, I rest my forehead on his to keep in close proximity, while also knowing there are no other words that need to be spoken at this moment.

It’s definitely a scary thought to quit that job that I have stuck with for the past two years and start moving onto new things. But these new things are going to hopefully be bigger and better and will work out to be more beneficial for the future. And knowing that I am going to have Jujhar right here by my side the entire time makes it all seem a little less scary.

“I love you too.” Jujhar whispers out, our foreheads still resting against each other.

I take one ast deep breath before putting some distance between our bodies. I give him a giant grin and mused, “Let’s do this.”

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yourfavewriteress · 2 years

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check you out (part 5) | connor mcdavid

part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4

Teaser: “I want you in every part of my life.”

When you awoke the next morning, you felt surprisingly refreshed for the first time in a few weeks. Falling asleep on Connor around 9:30 pm the night before sure did pay off.

You were reminded what sleeping like a normal person could do to your energy levels. You powered through your day with minimal complaints, even getting through a significant amount of homework. When you noticed how much work you had gotten done by 6 later that evening, you stopped for the night.

Almost as if he could sense your freedom, Connor texted you as you walked to your closet from the shower.

Connor: How’s homework going? You smiled to yourself, quickly typing a response to him.

You: I got so much work done today, I’m truly surprised

You: I just got out of the shower

Connor: very proud of you :)

Connor: Does that mean I get to see you with your eyes open tonight?

You: ha ha, really cute -_-

You: yes, come over

Connor: i’m picking up food so don’t eat anything

You: you know exactly the way to my heart <3 drive safe cutie

Connor: you’re just saying that cause I’m bringing you food

You: ;) hurry up

About half an hour later, there was a knock that sounded through your home Standing from the couch, you moved to open the front door, revealing your boyfriend.

“Hi,” You smiled.

“Hey,” Connor responded, immediately stepping into you and using his free arm to pull you into his chest. “Hm, you smell nice.”

“I washed my hair,” You laughed into his hoodie. He leaned down to press a kiss to your lips. You hummed against him, before tugging him inside by his top to close and lock your door. He smiled against your lips before parting from you, arm still securely around your waist.

“How was your day?” You asked.

“It was okay,” He shrugged, moving to follow you into your kitchen. “Spent most of it at the rink and then I slept for a little.”

You both then decided to eat on your balcony that you hardly used. Connor quietly made plates for the both of you, while you worked on the wine. Once you were both ready, you sat next to each other in front of a beautiful view of Edmonton. The conversation was light, and slightly hushed.

This was one of your favorite parts of your new relationship with Connor, the normal everyday conversations. You were still learning new things about him, and sharing experiences yourself, so you never knew what he would say. But, there wasn’t any anxiety behind it at this point. In all honestly, his embarrassing stories always seemed to top yours.

“You know what I was thinking about earlier?” Connor said after a moment of silence in the conversation.

“Hm?” You hummed, lifting your eyes to his.

“You haven’t come to a game yet.”

You knew he wasn’t mad because he was smiling, but that also wasn’t what you were expecting to hear, or truthfully had even been thinking about. In that moment, you realized how terrible that was, that you hadn’t seen Connor play the game that was providing for him and giving him the opportunity to live the life he was living.

He didn’t really talk about his current schedule with you, mostly reminiscing on past memories of his childhood and rookie years. You could easily look it up online, but you thought that if Connor wanted you be at one of his games, he would have said something. And, that if he wanted you to know something about his past, he would tell you. You knew that the NHL was a lot more than hockey, so you never pressure him into talking about anything he didn’t bring up himself.

“I haven’t,” You agreed, nodding slowly.

“It would make me really happy if you could come next Tuesday. I know your schedule’s always packed, but...” He trailed off, with a small shrug. “I would like you to come and see the team play.”

You truly thought about it, glossing over your syllabi in your mind. “I think I can.”

“Really? I thought I was going to have to beg,” He laughed.

“Would you?”

You swore you said it innocently, but he bit his lip through his smile, shaking his head. “I’m prepared to, if that’s what you want.”

You laughed then, a chill running up your spine. “Your mind is filthy.”

“Since you already said yes,” He grinned fully again. “I guess I won’t need to?”

He was silently challenging you, raising his brow in question. One thing you were so lucky for, was your intense attraction to Connor. That, plus his honesty and boldness in demonstrating his also-intense attraction to you. You were slowly passing the touch barrier, however you hadn’t felt ready for anything further yet. But, in the past few days, you noticed just how comfortable you were with Connor. And how badly you wanted him all over you.

“Would I have to sit with anyone in particular?” You moved on, smiling back at him.

He narrowed his eyes at you, “Not if you don’t want to, but there’s a section for wives and girlfriends.”

“Do you want me to sit there?” It was a genuine question because you were still trying to decipher the life of an NHLer and what it meant to be the captain’s girlfriend. You both had never really talked about it much, but you knew there would become a point where you would need to. Unfortunately that time seemed to be now, while your were trying not to show him how keyed up you were.

“I personally don’t care where you sit as long as you’re there and I can see you.”

“But, what would everyone else think about me not sitting with all the other WAGs?”

Connor tilted his head at that, taking time to search your face. He contemplated his words because he knew the look you were giving him meant you actually wanted an answer. Once he knew what he was going to say, he moved his plate to the table. He stood up and grabbed your plate from your lap, before squeezing into the space beside you in the chair. Your thighs were pressed together as he wrapped his arm around your back.

“I really don’t care who you sit with. If you want to bring your friends, or if you want to sit with the other partners and families, or if you want to sit alone, it doesn’t bother me. I want you to be there and comfortable.”

“But, you’re the captain of this team,” You responded, feeling figuratively exposed for your fear of what people would think of you dating the Connor McDavid. “Are you sure there aren’t some gazillion rules I have to follow and events I have to be at?”

He let out a laugh, his other hand moving to your leg with a firm grip. “Shut up.”

“I’m serious,” You nudged his leg, glaring into his eyes. “I may not know a lot about hockey but I know some people are really invested in it. That includes you so I’m trying to respect your caree-”

He cut you off by shaking his head, “-You’re my girlfriend, not my work wife. I mean, you can be that if you want but I’ll never ask you to do something you don’t want to do. Honestly, I might just ask you to be my date from time to time, but that’s just because I wouldn’t want to go with anyone else.”

The way he was staring into your eyes grounded you, as if he knew exactly the thoughts that were racing through your head. “I have a right to keep you all to myself and honestly, I could care less what the NHL could ever want from me. I’m a hockey player, not a tool.”

“Hm, sometimes you’re a tool,” You waved your hand slightly. He rolled his eyes but smiled still and leaned closer to you. “My job doesn’t dictate who I date or who I invite to our games, I do. I care about you, and us, and I want you there above anything. That’s all this is.”

You didn’t respond, leaning up to kiss him instead. His hands quickly moved up to your hair, pressing you into his chest. He didn’t waste time in pushing his tongue past your lips. His tongue massaged yours gently, but soon his hands gripped your hair with a tight hold. The kiss intensified, and shortly he had you pinned under him with your back against the seat.

He pulled away to press kisses on your chin, descending to your neck. The makeout session didn’t last long as the night wind had picked up speed, resulting in a quick shiver to pass through your body. Connor laughed against your skin, releasing your hair from his fingers, “We need to go inside.”

You began to stand before he finished his sentence, wrapping your arms around yourself. “You started it.”

“And, I’m not sorry about it at all,” He laughed, standing up after you successfully grabbed both plates into your hands. He stopped you by wrapping his arms around you, pulling you flush against him.

“When are you ever sorry for flirting with me?” The feel of him pressed against you almost had you buckling at the knees, but luckily Connor’s hold on you would suffice, something you had grown to enjoy experiencing lately.

“Good point,” He paused to press another kiss to your neck, ”I can’t help it.”

“Don’t forget the glasses and the bottle, Con,” You laughed as you used your foot to slide the door open. He groaned, and you could feel it in your chest as his lips were still against you.

He kissed your skin again before letting go, and he moved back to clear the rest of the items left behind. There was a comfortable silence between you both as you washed the dishes, Connor drying. He would occasionally smirk at you, resulting in a roll of your eyes. You watched as he refilled both your glasses of wine, eyes trailing over his shoulders that were snug in his hoodie.

He had been training a lot more lately, and as always had plenty ice time. The results on his physique were definitely beginning to show, although you were sure he probably looked this good every day of his life. But now, you got a front row seat at all of the changes in his life, including his body. It was a weird feeling, to be attracted to someone so much, and be in the position to actually enjoy it. You didn’t have to admire from afar anymore, he was yours.

He looked up, catching you red-handed as you pictured memories of him without the current hoodie he was sporting. He didn’t say anything, though, just smiled and handed you your glass, “Ready?”

“Yeah,” You face was hot as you took a large sip of your wine.

“Are you picking tonight?” He reached out for you, his warm hand finding your side and pulling you into him. He guided you both into your living room.

“You can pick, I’ll take hours,” You responded. He laughed against you, before dropping into his usual space on your couch for movie nights.

You took the space next to him, placing your drink on the table. He pressed a few buttons on the remote before you saw something begin to play. “You found something already?”

“Yeah, I just picked the first one in your recommended list,” He shrugged.

“I’m probably gonna hate this,” You rolled your eyes. “Or have already seen it.”

“It won’t matter unless you’re awake in ten minutes,” He teased.

“Fuck off, Connor,” You laughed. “I think your movie picks are just boring, it’s not my fault that they don’t keep my attention.”

“Hey, I didn’t say it was a bad thing,” He held his hands up in playful surrender. “I think it’s cute.”

“I’m not even tired tonight, I slept, remember?”

“Yeah, I liked having to tuck you in last night.”

"Only because I was the most tired I’d been in years.”

“Well, I’ll tuck you in whenever you want.”

You looked back at him, “I might take you up on that. Maybe you’ll make sure I actually get enough sleep.”

“Trust me, I would try,” He scoffed. “You amaze me, seriously.”

“How?” You let out a laugh, already deciding to ignore the movie playing in the background.

“What do you mean, ‘how?’” He furrowed his eyebrows. “You’re a full time student while also working full time hours at a job on your feet all day. You might not realize it but that shit’s not easy to do. And, you don’t sleep enough.”

“Your job basically pays you to go to sleep at 8 pm. Mine has me up until midnight, and all my money going into school which keeps me up another good four hours. I kind of have to.”

“That’s fair,” He sighed. “Still, I don’t know how you do it.”

You searched his face as you contemplated how to respond. But he didn’t let you think too long, squeezing you gently while also pressing a kiss to your lips.

“Regardless, you’re fucking important to me and I’m going to prove it. For now, I want you in every part of my life.”

“Such a way with words, McDavid.”

“What does it mean when you call me that?” He smiled.

“That I’m being sarcastic,” You rolled your eyes.

He laughed, dropping his head to your shoulder. “Noted.”

“What did you think it meant?” You asked, reaching up to run your fingers through his hair. He let out a sigh as you moved to lay on your back. He kicked his slides off before he laid next to you. He tangled his legs with yours, his body partially on top.

“Exactly that,” You could feel him smile. “But a part of me was hoping it was something else.”

“Like what?” Can a person feel you get goosebumps if you’re cuddling?

“Anything but sarcasm, guys call me that on the ice,” He responded.

“Now, I’m definitely using it to make fun of you,” You shrugged.

“So nice,” He mumbled, nuzzling his face in your neck. “So, you are coming to the game, right?”

“Yes. And, if something comes up once I actually check my calendar, I’ll definitely be at the next one.”

“I can’t wait.”

In a change of usual events, Connor fell asleep in your arms that night. His week had been just as busy as yours, if not more. He was gone for two days earlier in the week, and had back to back games. It surprised you how he was able to drive you back home last night at such a late hour when he probably hadn’t gotten any sleep the night before either.

Without anything happening besides cuddling, he spent the night with you. He had an early morning practice so he kissed your forehead a few times the following morning before he slipped out to get ready for his day.

You carried on your normal schedule of school, work, and Connor for the next few days until the day finally came that you supported him at one of his games.

You didn’t end up sitting with the wives and girlfriends, but you also had the privilege of being pretty anonymous at this point in your relationship with Connor. No one knew who you were, or probably that you even existed, and you sort of liked that.

It gave you freedom to still live your life without feeling like you’re living under a microscope. From what you could see online, wives and girlfriends of NHL superstars seem to have pretty private lives and fortunately don’t get harassed and followed like you thought.

You picked up hockey relatively fast, always playing Connor’s games while he was playing, even if it was on in the background of you doing homework. You may not understand every detail, but that wasn’t why you were watching it. You just wanted to see him, and watch him do what he loved and what he was so good at.

Connor loved that about you. You didn’t try to force yourself into his life and his career. Girls he’s dated in the past tried to coach him, or smother him on social media. He liked that you were just focused on him, and not also what he did for a living. You cared, but just enough that he didn’t feel like you were with him for the wrong reasons.

Once the game was over, you waited for Connor to text you where it would be best to meet him. It didn’t take long, he mentioned he wanted to head out early tonight.

Connor: If you come down that path right next to your seat, and take a left I’ll meet you in that hallway. They’ll let you pass

You: I haven’t seen you all day, hurry

Connor: Few mins and then I’m omw baby

You excitedly made your way to where he instructed you to. The staff member smiled at you pointing to the left hallway. You turned the corner before stopping to look over the pictures on the wall. To no surprise, a poster of Conor adorned the majority of that wall. You bit your lip, mind wandering to the fact that that was your boyfriend. Holy shit.

A few minutes later, Connor rounded the corner from the opposite direction. You pushed yourself off the wall with a smile on your lips as his eyes found yours immediately. You couldn’t help but look him over. With how busy his schedule had been getting as the guys got closer to playoff season, he had decided to skip shaving for at least a few weeks, resulting in a full beard beginning to grow on his face. At first, you didn’t know how to feel about it, but you would never tell him to shave just because you didn’t like something. You didn’t hate it, it was just there.

Now, however, watching him make his way over to you with his fitted suit and bag thrown over his shoulder, you couldn’t help the rush of blood to your cheeks as he crowded you to wrap his arms around you tightly.

“Hey,” He mumbled into your neck, pressing a light kiss to you skin. You shivered from the warmness of his lips, but hugged him back.

“Hi,” You replied. He pulled back after a few moments, a soft smile on his lips. “You played amazing, as you always do.”

“Well, when my good luck charm is here, I have to show off a little,” He teased. “I was better today than most days.”

You rolled your eyes, intwining your fingers with his, “Yeah, right.”

He laughed, squeezing your hand. He was about to say something when a man you recognized as Leon passed by, slapping him on the back rather harshly.

“Hi Y/N,” Leon grinned as he continued walking. Connor flipped him off as you waved before turning his attention back to you.

“So, he knows who I am?” You smirked.

He rolled his eyes but leaned down to press his lips to yours in a firm kiss. “You’re my girlfriend and he’s my annoying best friend. He doesn’t let things slide.”

“Is this a new suit?” You asked, gently tugging at his blazer.

He looked down at his game day suit, “No, but I haven’t worn it in awhile.”

“Looks good,” You hummed, knowing better than to look him in the eye while you were still both technically in public. Connor was never subtle about his praise kink, he got turned on almost any time you gave him a compliment. In the beginning, you had no idea how you would keep up with him, but he brought out that side of you, too.

“Yeah?” He asked.

“I mean, this look is kind of rude, but it’s nice, too, I guess.”

Laughing, “Rude?”

“I didn’t come to your game to be turned on the whole time, and then see you come out in this.”

He hummed, grinning down at you. He had a teasing glint in his eye, annoying you beyond belief. You could already tell that he was a tease. You rolled your eyes at him, shaking your head.

“Ready to go, then?”

“Mhm,” He nodded, throwing his arm over your shoulder. Pulling you towards the exit, he pressed his lips just above your ear in a kiss, “So, I’m turning you on a lot today?”

His voice was whispered against your head as you passed people in the hall. With your arm around his waist, you bumped him with a laugh, “Let’s not talk about it.”

“I definitely want to talk about it,” He responded, tightening his hold on you. “Are we going to yours or mine?”

“Whichever you want,” You shrugged, looking up at him.

“Let’s go to yours, I want to use your oven in the morning.”

“Who says you’re spending the night?” You teased. Connor was always spending the night at this point, it really never needed to be a question. Even with all these sleepovers, Connor never pushed you and always allowed you to take the lead.

But today, and honestly for the past few days, the energy between you and Connor was different. It was comfortable for sure, but you both walked that line of sexual tension consistently. You usually didn’t get to this point with a guy, almost pining for each other, but knowing there’s no rush to getting where you know you’re going to go. For once, however, you were tired of waiting.

“You’re gonna kick me out?” He raised his eyebrows with a smile. “When I’m promising breakfast in bed?

“I guess you’re going to find out, huh?”

“You have no idea how much you have me going right now,” He laughed with a shake of his head. “Holy shit.”

“It’s you!” You challenged. “I’ve been going a lot longer than you.”

“Well,” He said, his hand dropping to your hip. “I can’t wait to get home now if this is a competition.”

You laughed, “Shut up.”

You both shared a look for a few seconds, and you could feel your heart beating in your ears. God, this man.

“I don’t know how I got lucky with someone as beautiful as you,” He said, eyes still locked on yours.

“Yeah, right, Con,” You responded.

“I’m serious.”

You turned to look forward, a smile playing on your lips. “Let just get home and you can tell me how beautiful I seriously am.”

“You’re joking, but I can show you,” He responded. “All night.”

“That’s sounds fun, I’m in.” You still didn’t bother to look at him, and he let out a laugh.

“I hate you.”

“Don’t lie, loverboy.”

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(You hate him because he is always so sexual with you, even though you don’t really mind)

Warnings: Smut

“Go to the club with us, girly.” Lauren, Mcdavid’s girlfriend, says to me with a smile. “K.” I shrug and I go upstairs and put on a low cut, body con, mesh on the hips dress.

I paired that outfit with some skanky heels, I walked downstairs. “Ok bitch, serve!” She says and I pop the booty out a little, “Tyler will be there for you.” Lauren winks, “Ew.” I rolled my eyes and she laughs.

“Why do you hate him so much? You two would make a hot couple.” Lauren asks, “He’s too sexual with me.” I said and she chuckled, “You don’t like it?” She asks, “Nope!” I said popping the ‘p’.

She gave me a look that she knew I was lying but shrugged it off, “Let’s go.” She said and I nod, then we go to the club.

At the club

We walked into the club with ease and we saw the guys and a few more of our friends, “Hey sexy, wanna go fuck in the bathroom? That ass is screaming my name.” Tyler says from behind, “Fuck off, Ennis.” I said and he laughed.

“Come on babydoll, just fuck me. I know you want to, you always look at my body, I bet you think about how good I’d fuck the whore out of you.” He whispers in my neck and I got chills.

I grabbed the shot off the table and downed it, I walked off and ignored Tyler. I saw some hot guy and decided to dance with him, we danced to the song “Promiscuous” by Nelly Furtado and it was honestly so fun.

“You’re so sexy.” The hot guy smirked and I bit my lip, I grabbed his face and kiss his lips. I looked over and saw Tyler and he was not that happy, “Could you buy me a drink, baby?” I asked the hot guy.

He nods with a smirk, he grabbed my hand and we walked over to the bar part. “2 martinis.” The hot guy says, “I’m Y/n, by the way.” I told him, “Thomas.” He said smiling.

“Can I have your number?” I asked Thomas, “Yes, it’s (whatever phone number).” He said and I put him in my phone as ‘Thomas the hottie🥵’ and he chuckled at me.

We took our drinks and quickly downed it, “Is that your boyfriend over there?” Thomas asks and pointed at an angry Tyler, “Absolutely not! He keeps trying to get in my pants, my best friend has a boyfriend who is on the same hockey team as Tyler and that’s how we met.” I said.

“Good, so there’s no man I have to watch out for?” Thomas asks and I shake my head, “Good.” He smiled and the bartender faces us another shot and then we took them and walked back on the dance floor.

“Hips Don’t Lie” by Shakira came on and I wrapped my arms around his neck, our hips danced together and his arm wrapped around my waist. “It’d be so hot to fuck you right here.” Thomas whispered in my ear.

I gasped, “I’m not about that. I’m sorry, if you want to fuck me. We have to go to yours or mine.” I told him and he nods, “Come on.” He whispers in my ear, “Ok.” I said, smiling.

“Hey Y/n!” Tyler said, and I turn around smiling, “Oh hey Tyler.” I said and he chuckled, “Uh where are you guys going?” He asks me, “It doesn’t fucking matter.” Thomas says to him.

Tyler looked taken aback, “Yo, what?” Tyler says, “Ty don’t listen to him. Thomas that was really mean.” I said to him, “Who fucking cares? I’m not trying to get cock blocked by some airhead who thinks you’re gonna sleep with him.” Thomas angrily admitted.

“You know what Thomas, I don’t think I want to sleep with you tonight or ever, sorry.” I say to him and he grips my arm, “I’m gonna fuck you, even if I have to force you, you slut.” Thomas said with a scowl.

Tyler grabbed me and pushed Thomas, “You Wanna fight cause I’ll fight you right here. Don’t you ever put your hands on a girl, especially Y/n, you big dick.” Tyler says with an angry look.

“Whatever.” Thomas says and walked off, “Um thank you, Tyler.” I said to him, looking down, “You’re welcome, sexy.” He winked, “And to think you were somewhat likeable.” I said to him, he grins and grabbed my hand.

We walked to his table and I saw my friends all chatting it up over somewhere else, “I’m sorry for ever making you uncomfortable, Y/n.” Tyler said grabbing my hand and playing with my fingers.

“I honestly don’t mind.” I shrug and he smiled, “Wanna go back to mine maybe, and make some babies?” Tyler asks with a grin, “Oh my gosh.” I shake my head with a chuckle.

I sighed and looked at him, “Sure.” I say and he winked at me, he helps me to his car and we go back to his.

“You can make yourself at home when you get upstairs, baby.” He winked and I chuckle, he walked into the kitchen. I walked upstairs and got naked, I laid underneath his comforter.

I hear him walking upstairs and I laid on my back and began playing with my pussy. “Tyler.” I moaned softly and he definitely heard, he came in my room and his jaw dropped.

“What’re you doing?” Tyler asks, grinning, “Making myself at home.” I said to him, I continued playing with my clit and moaning his name. “You gonna come over here and fuck me?” I asked Tyler.

He smiled genuinely and walked over to me, “Before you do anything, babe. Give me your jersey.” I said to him and he grabs it off his chair in the corner of his bedroom.

“Here, gorgeous.” He said and I slipped it over my head, “How does your name look on me, daddy?” I asked him, “So fucking sexy.” He said and I motion him to come closer with my finger.

He was in front of me and I grab his hand, I stuck my tongue out and swirled my tongue around his finger tip. He took it out of my mouth and replaced it with his thumb, I close my lips around his big thumb and deepthroat it.

“Can I fuck you?” He asked me, “Only if I can wear your jersey.” I said to him, “Fuck yeah, you definitely can.” He smiled and I smirk, I grab his face and kissed him.

We made out on his bed feverishly, he made his way in between my legs and smirks into the kiss. I break from the kiss and flip on to my back, “I want you to see your last name on me while you rail me from behind.” I said to him.

“Alright.” He says and I heard the blush on his cheeks, “Not so confident now?” I asked looking behind me and he rolled his eyes, “Well, I never thought I’d get this far with you. Always a dream of mine.” He grinned.

I chuckled, “I don’t fully hate you.” I tease and he kissed my neck, “Change the attitude, sweetheart. Or you won’t walk right for a year.” He urged.

“Is that a threat or a promise?” I asked, he smacks my ass and I jerked forward, his hand soothed the stinging sensation and then he leaned in my ear.

His breath hot on my neck, “A promise, princess.” He says and shoved his whole dick inside of me, “Oh fuck.” I moaned loudly, “Shit.” He breathed out as his hips slapped against my ass.

“So tight.. fuck.” He moaned loudly, “Daddy.” I moaned softly, “I think I’d rather have Thomas’s dick shoved in my ass.” I say and he slapped my face, which I moaned to.

“That’s right, daddy. Treat me like a whore!” I screamed in pleasure, “I’m not gonna treat you like one, you already are one.” He says and I moaned softly.

His hand went around me and wrapped around my throat, his pace sped up and his balls slapped against my ass cheeks. “Baby, please.” I moan a bit quietly.

“Please, what?” He asks, not slowing down, if anything goes faster. “Leave marks on me. I love rough sex.” I said to him, he lifts his jersey up some and smacked my back really harshly.

My back arched more, “You slut. You think it’s okay to talk about some fucking asshole while I’m making you scream.” He grunts through his teeth, “I’m sorry.” I cried out.

“You will be, whore.” He says and slapped my face, his grip around my throat went tighter and my breathing slowed down, “Tyler.. I can’t breathe.” I said to him.

All his movements stopped, “Are you okay? I’m so sorry, Y/n. I didn’t mean to hurt you, I won’t choke you anymore.” Tyler apologetically says, “Ty it is okay, alright? Just ease up on the grip some.” I said and he nods.

“Fuck.. so wet for me.” He grunts, “Who go my you this wet, huh?” He asks with gritted teeth, “Tyler Ennis.” I moaned out, “Good girl.” He grins and I moaned at the name.

His grip on my throat was barely there, “You can grip a little harder.” I said to him, he does as I told and I felt my climax coming. “I’m going to cum, daddy.” I said.

“Me too, daddies girl.” He says and kissed my neck where it is beginning to bruise a bit, “1..2..3.” He says and we both came, my legs shook and my vision blurred.

I fell onto my face and he gasped, “Holy fucking shit.” He said and I look behind me, “What?” I asked him, “You just squirted.” He says and I put my face into the blanket.

“No, don’t be embarrassed. It was so sexy.” He said and I grin, “I’m sorry for ever being mean to you, Ty.” I said to him with a sad smile.

He shook his head, “It’s okay. I would’ve done the same if some guy was flirting with me constantly.” He giggled, “Yeah, buts it’s not okay. I actually loved getting hit on by you and always dreamed about you making my legs shake.” I said to him.

“It’s fine. Are you okay though?!” He asked with concern, tracing my neck. “I’m great! It just slightly burns, I’ll be fine.” I said and he pulled me into his chest.

He kissed my head and I wrap my arms around his neck, “I love you.” He said barely above a whisper, “I love you too, Tyler.” I grin and he kissed my lips hungrily, pushing me on my back and kissing down my body.

“Round 2, or 10?” He asked with a smirk, “Yes sir.” I innocently said and he winked before kissing my thighs.

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