#nathan mackinnon fluff

[eyesthatroll]

my champ | n. mackinnon

pairing; nathan mackinnon x fem!reader

warning(s); kissing, cursing, mention of insecurity/self pressure??

summary; not long enough for a summary but took inspiration sort of from this tweet!!!! (🥹🥹)

word count; 0.83k

author's note; guys, i don't know how it happened, but i became enamored with nathan mackinnon in the time span of like 17 hours. i don't know what it is, there's just something about him!!!!!! anyways, go canucks!1!1! also this was going to be a lot longer but i haven't written in a while and just wanted to get back into the swing of things, hope it's not too bad. love ya!

Entering the hotel room, you feel an overwhelming sense of fatigue, prompting you to collapse onto the plush queen-sized bed positioned at the room's center. Disregarding the conventional way of removing your shoes, you nudge them off with your toes, allowing them to tumble onto the soft carpeted floor, not really caring where they land while simultaneously hoping Nathan doesn’t trip on them. 

"Baby?" Nathan's voice echoes from the bathroom. In reply, you emit a soft hum, the gentle cascade of water from the sink filling the room's silence.

Exiting the bathroom, he casually discards his jacket onto a coat rack affixed to the wall. Crossing over to the opposite side of the bed, he bends down to meet your gaze at eye level. "You okay?"

You roll your eyes, a subtle sigh escaping your lips. "Tired, hungry, dreading the weekend.”

He rises from his previous position, and you shift on the bed, making room for him to join. Settling in effortlessly, he turns his body to lie on his side, supporting his head with his elbow, giving him a perfect view of you. His gaze focuses on your left hand, where you absentmindedly fiddle with the gorgeous 4-carat radiant-cut diamond ring adorning your finger.

"I'll never get tired of seeing that on your finger," Nathan's voice is a gentle murmur, as if he fears that speaking any louder about your wedding ring would broadcast it to the entire world.

You respond with a soft smile, lifting your gaze to meet his deep blue eyes, filled with nothing but adoration. "It's a beautiful ring."

Indeed, it truly was. The diamond, precisely cut to the shape you desired, struck the perfect balance in size—not overly showy, as larger ones might seem to you, yet not too small, just perfectly proportioned. Leave it to Nathan to discover and present you with your dream ring, even though you had only casually mentioned your preferences maybe once in the past two years.

"You're beautiful," he comments easily, his free hand reaching out to gently tuck a strand of hair behind your ear.

Your teeth graze your bottom lip as you fight back a smile. "You're so corny.”

His thumb meets his middle finger to flick you in the forehead, shaking his head as he falls back onto the pillow. "Fuck off."

Seeing an opportunity, you use it to gracefully climb over him, your posture settling over the waistband of his sweatpants, which were hanging dangerously low. Taking a moment, you allow yourself to truly look at him, your breath catching in your throat as you admire your husband.

"What?" he asks, eyebrows quirked.

You shake your head. "You're so handsome."

He truly was, in every inconceivable sense of the word. You made it a point to express that sentiment and offer other compliments on a daily basis. Nathan, being a professional athlete, tended to be hard on himself and often overly critical. While you knew your compliments couldn't fully dispel what brewed below the surface, you liked to believe they provided some solace at least a little bit. 

"Who's corny now?" he teases, his hands shifting from his sides to your waist, slipping under the thick material of one of his old hoodies that you've stolen.

"I'm serious," you groan, laying a gentle slap against his chest.

"So was I," he counters. "And I-"

You lean down swiftly, pressing your lips against his in an attempt to silence him, and it works like a charm. Though, you can feel his famous Nate Mackinnon giggle against your lips, prompting one of your own. When you pull apart, a soft smile graces your lips as your fingers trace down the scruff of his beard. "My Stanley Cup champ."

His cheeks redden at your words, and he lets out an airy laugh.

"I'm so proud of you, you know that?" you ask, and he nods. His tongue darts out to wet his bottom lip, undoubtedly carrying a lingering taste of strawberry from your tinted lip balm.

"You tell me every day," he answers with a quick retort, rolling his eyes. However, a smile lingers on his lips.

Raising a brow, you inquire, "Do you believe me?"

Asking the question seemed to hang in the air, the silence stretching before he responded. His brow furrows, and you could almost feel the weight of his thoughts. A heavy sigh escapes his lips, a mix of something you couldn’t quite put your finger on. “Course I do,” he finally answers. 

You narrow your eyes at him, sensing his hesitation. That wasn’t a very convincing answer, but you decide not to pressure him further. Instead, you lean down and rejoin your lips with his. This time, his hands migrate from your waist to your bum, their grip firm and reassuring as he sucks in your bottom lip.

"I love you so damn much," he murmurs, between kisses down your neck. 

God, did you love this man with everything in you.

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[fallinallincurls]

I ADORE Noah MacKinnon you don't understand 🥹 can you write a little something about Nate being a good husband and turning off the monitor and your alarm in the morning to go get Noah up for you and making you breakfast in bed?!

i am LOVING the requests for nate and little noah omg. here you go!

nate wakes up by the familiar sound of cries and whimpers coming through the baby monitor. the clear sign that noah is awake. nate rolls over, gently pulling his arms away from around your body and sees the 5:42 time glaring back at him on the alarm clock. he rubs a hand over his face and before you stir at the sound of your son's cries, nate turns off the baby monitor and your alarm before getting up. you could use the extra sleep so he is going to make sure that happens.

after pulling on a pair of gray sweats, nate pads down the hallway to the nursery and carefully opens the door to see little noah sitting up in his crib, tears streaming down his cheeks.

"hey, bud. good morning." nate murmurs softly, picking the one year old up and holding him close to his body. noah's cries begin to quiet the moment he settles against nate's bare chest. a tired, but loving smile blossoms over nate's lips as he starts bouncing to soothe his little boy. "we're not gonna wake mommy, okay? let's go get you some good and make breakfast for her, yeah?"

noah starts babbling happily, all his tears have dried up and the cutest smile appears on his adorable face. nate kisses the top of his downy reddish blonde hair before heading downstairs. nate moves around the kitchen put noah's breakfast together and then settles him into his high chair.

"alright, noah. eat your breakfast and we can go surprise mommy." nate says, his voice is quiet but full of happiness. noah giggles, reaching for the fruit and cut up pancakes on the tray of his high chair. nate continues talking to noah as he makes all your favorite breakfast foods and pours coffee to make it the way you like as well.

an excited squeal comes from noah, signaling he's finished his breakfast and nate chuckles to himself. he never thought he would be a dad, let alone love every minute of it, but he wouldn't trade this life for anything.

settling his son against his hip, nate carries the breakfast tray upstairs carefully. noah starts playing with the hair at the back of nate's neck and is babbling until nate goes "shushhh!" playfully before walking into the bedroom.

you're sitting up against the headboard and nate can still see the traces of sleep on your face. but you offer him a beautiful, sweet smile and nothing else exists outside of this moment.

"hi bubs! and hi little man! look at the two of you." you greet them both, taking in how amazing nate looks shirtless with your son in his arms and breakfast made for you in the other hand. his hair is still tousled from sleep and the smile on his face is gorgeous.

nate puts noah down on the bed and he quickly crawls over to you as nate places your breakfast on the nightstand and settles next to you. "morning, baby." he whispers, kissing you deeply.

"good morning, bubs. thank you for getting up and getting noah. and for breakfast. you didn't have to do that." you say before pecking his lips one more time. nate shrugs as if it's no big deal but blush colors his cheeks pink. "i love you."

"i love you more. it's the least i could do." he replies, pulling you in closer to him as noah settles in his lap. yeah, nate wouldn't trade this for anything in the world.

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[kailyn-writes]

this is quite literally the most self indulgent request ever & know you’ll write it amazingly! but i start my first real official job tomorrow (the one i’ll have after graduation) and i cannot get the idea out of my head about how nate, as your boyfriend, would be the absolute sweetest about it!! how he helps you feel less anxious, packs your lunch for the next day, hides little love notes in your things, makes you a specific playlist to listen to when driving over there. not to mention how he’s just as excited for you before you leave in the morning! anyway lots of rambling but a cute little blurb idea!

First of all: I am so proud of you!! Congrats on the job and congrats on graduating!! I hope it’s going amazing so far!!

Word Count: 978

warnings: none. it is very fluffy and cute

Starting a new job was terrifying. In the days leading up to your first day, you were so anxious. It felt like no matter what you did, you couldn’t shake the nerves. It didn’t help that your boyfriend was currently playing in the Stanley Cup playoffs and had been so busy, you’d barely had time to see him since you graduated. 

When Nathan told you that he was going to be in Nashville on the day that you would be starting your new job, you wanted to cry. It was stupid, because you were so proud of him and so excited for the team, but you really wanted him to be in Colorado with you, helping to ease your nerves. That didn’t stop Nathan from trying his hardest to make your day easier, though. 

The morning of, you woke up before your alarm could even go off. It had been a restless night, tossing and turning into the wee hours of the morning. It was no secret that when you were nervous, your sleep schedule was affected. You’d barely gotten up and started working on fixing your hair when there was a knock at your front door. Confused, you made your way through your apartment before opening the door. Sitting on the ground in front of your door was a coffee and muffin from your favorite coffee shop, the one on the other side of town from you. 

You pick up the coffee and muffin before heading back into the apartment. Your stomach was in knots and you knew that any attempt at eating would be unsuccessful, but you took a bite of the muffin and sipped on the coffee. 

Grabbing your phone from where you’d left it in the bathroom, you see that Nate had texted you a couple of times. Opening it, you were surprised to see a video pop up. You press play and watch, grinning, as Newy appears in front of the camera.

“Hey, Y/n! We’re all super proud of you and we know you’re going to kill it at your new job!” Newy grins at the camera as he skates in front, waving. Next is JT, who has finally shaved that ridiculous mustache.

“Hey, Y/n. Super proud of you for getting this job and graduating. We can’t wait to see what you do next. Maybe now, Nate will actually shut up about you and this new job after today.” JT laughs, grinning at the camera. You can see Nate’s hand come up as he flips off his teammate, who chuckles. You can’t help but giggle as you watch a couple of the other guys wish you luck and cheer you on all the way from Nashville. The video ends back on Nate, who’s cheesing at the camera.

“Hey, baby! Just wanted to wish you good luck as you get ready for your first day today. I know how nervous you were, but you are going to do amazing and I am so proud of you! I can’t wait to see you when I get back!” You grin at the screen as Nate speaks, skating around on the ice in the Nashville Arena. 

“I love you so much, baby, and I can’t wait to hear all about your day later.” Nate says, finishing off the video. Your heart swells as you click out of it, seeing another text from him. This one is a link to Apple music and you click it, smiling when a playlist titled “Kick Ass Today!” pops up. You look through the list of songs, grinning when you see a few of your favorites, and several you don’t know. 

You sigh when you see the time and rush to get back to getting ready, not wanting to be late. You finish getting ready and head out for work, totally forgetting to pack a lunch for the day. Between the surprises from Nate and the nerves of the day, it had totally slipped your mind. 

It’s not until your stomach starts grumbling halfway through the day that you realize you forgot it. The day is going smoothly enough, you’re really just standing back and taking notes on what to do and when. Your trainer asks what you’re going to do for lunch and you chuckle a bit as you admit that you forgot your lunch so you’ll probably just order something. They’re about to respond when there’s a knock on the door of the office you’re in. The door opens and the receptionist, an older woman,  says your name, smiling at you. You turn around and see a bag from one of your favorite places in her hand. 

“This is from Nathan. He seems like a sweet guy, you’re a lucky gal.” She says, grinning at you. 

“Yeah, I am.” You murmur, taking the bag from her. Your cheeks are pink as you turn back to your trainer, who’s smiling.

“Well, looks like you don’t have to worry about lunch after all.” He says, and you nod, smiling softly. 

When you get home that night, you fall into your bed, grinning. It was a great first day, you could not be more excited to gp back tomorrow. You’re just about to get up and change when your phone rings, a facetime call from Nathan coming in.

“Hi baby!” You grin as you accept it.

“Hey, there’s my rockstar! How was your first day?” He asks, grinning back at you.

“It was amazing! Thank you so much for everything you did today. It really made my day so much better. You’re the best, baby.” You smile softly at Nate, whose cheeks pinken as he sheepishly rubs the back of his neck.

“Anything for my biggest cheerleader. I’m glad it made you feel better. Now, tell me everything about today!” He grins and you laugh, nodding, launching into a story about your trainer. 

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[withwritersblock]

~Masterlist~

Requests are open :) ~But I hold the right to delete any request I do not feel comfortable writing Last Edited: 4/17/24

Fluff- ❤︎ Angst-★ Spicy (implied smut only)-✖︎

Cale Makar

Say Isn't it Strange pt. 1 ❤︎ pt. 2 ★ Lover ❤︎ Dog Days are Over ❤︎ just like heaven ❤︎

Nathan Mackinnon

The Fall of Home ❤︎✖︎ I'm Gonna Be (500 Miles) ❤︎ Colorado (For the First Time)★ ❤︎

Cole Caufield

5 foot 9 ❤︎ When He Sees Me ❤︎ Shadow in the Sun ★✖︎ Break up in the End ★ Half as Good as You ★

Kirby Dach

Small Talk ❤︎ ✖︎ Your Needs, My Needs ★ Love You Goodbye ★✖︎ Say Love ❤︎

Alex Newhook

To Love Someone ❤︎ Heaven ❤︎ Hey ★✖︎

Luke Hughes

Champagne Supernova ★ I Miss You ★✖︎ More Hearts Than Mine - a series It Wasn't Easy to be Happy for You ★ I Was in Love ★✖︎ Too Sweet ❤︎✖︎ Caffeine ❤︎ Lover Boy - a series

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[happer08]

Hands

@fallinallincurls​

You and Nate had been in bed for hours. Spending some quiet time together just soaking in his presence with one of his hands up under your shirt, his thumb rubbing gently on your skin. 

He had the day off, and you were trying to have a quiet night in, given that he had just gotten back from a long road trip. You had become really good at peaceful silence, enjoying quality time. 

You laid next to each other, scrolling through different things on your phones. Eventually, you locked your phone, tucked it under your side, and looked at him. 

“You bored?” he asked gently, his eyes still tracking over his screen. 

“Nope” You moved and snuggled closer to him, taking a deep breath of his scent pushing your face into his chest. Nate set his phone down behind you, wrapping his arms around you pulling you closer to him. 

“Missed you so much,” he mumbled, kissing the top of your head. “Hate that we spend so much time apart.” 

“I know, bubba. But I knew what I signed up for when I started dating you,” you hummed, closing your eyes as you pushed your face into his warm bare neck. 

You rested that way for a while. His skin was warm and soft, and his large hands eventually found their way back under your shirt and tucked into the back of your jeans. 

Eventually, Nate got restless even though he wouldn’t admit it. Moving back, you sat up, watching your boyfriend prop himself up on his elbow, looking at you. 

“I know that face; what’re you thinking?” You touched his hair gently, tucking your fingers over his ear. 

“Just thinking”

“Mhm, about what?” you pushed gently. 

Nate liked to take pictures and keep them in a folder on his phone so he “didn’t miss you as much.” You always thought he wanted the reminder that he had a “hot girlfriend waiting for him at home.” You weren't sure you believed that excuse, no matter how often he said it. 

“I was hoping we could take some more pictures,” he finally hummed. 

You chuckled, then nodded. 

“What were you thinking?” you continued.

“Have you seen any of the “hands as a bra” mirror pictures?” he reached out, rubbing his hand gently on your leg. 

“I've heard of it,” you nodded. “I think I saw a tweet or something about it.”

“I was thinking one of those, maybe a few others.” 

“Okay” 

Moving, you grabbed his phone, setting it in your lap before moving to sit at the end of his bed in front of the full-length mirror, leaning on the wall; the bed moved and dipped as he moved behind you, kissing your shoulder over your shirt. 

Nate gently pulled at your shirt before pulling it over your head, exposing your lace bra as you grabbed his phone, starting to snap a few pictures as his hands moved over your body. Humming, you felt his fingertips move, squeezing your hips gently as he kissed your skin near your neck and over your shoulder. His lips pushed against your shoulder near his bra strap, his fingers tucked into the waistband of your jeans. He paused, you assumed, to give you a few seconds to take a few more pictures. 

Groaning, you felt his hands leave your body as he pulled his shirt off, discarding the shirt near yours toward the pillows of his bed. He moved again, pushing his chest against your back feeling his warm bare skin against mine, forcing a few small noises from you as his hands came around your body again. 

“Love you so much,” he hummed against your skin, squeezing your body against his. Tilting your head to the side, Nate pushed his lips against your neck as you pushed a heavy breath out. His fingers brushed the underside of your bra where the wire was, trying to move this along a little. You kept taking pictures as you moved along. His hands moved around your back, toying with the hooks of your bra, kissing between your shoulders, gently unhooking the last piece of material covering your upper half. 

He took his time sliding the straps down your arms till the material had no connection with your skin. He grabbed and discarded it in the same direction as the other clothes. His warm hands moved around your body again, his fingers pushing into your skin as he wrapped them around your bare breasts, squeezing gently, forcing a gasp from your parted lips. 

Resting his lips in the curve of your neck and shoulder, you snapped a few more pictures as he continued his actions, tucking one hand into the front of your jeans, covering both of your breasts with the other empty hand. Your pierced nipples perked at his actions. You were sure the line his lips had pushed on your skin was covered in hickeys and love bites, but as things escalated, that was the last thing on your mind. 

The pile of discarded clothes grew as it moved to the floor as you needed to use the bed for other activities. A few hours later, you laid in the center of his bed. He kept a soft blanket near the end of his bed, covering your naked bodies as you rested your head on his bare chest, slowly rubbing over his pale smooth skin. 

“Can I take a look at those pictures?” you finally asked. 

Nate didn’t say anything, reaching for the nightstand to grab his phone and handing it off. Unlocking it, you flipped through the pictures turning a few black and white and editing them to make them a little sexier.

“You ever look at these and think about how hot we are?” you asked, chuckling. 

“Every single time,” he looked down at you. 

Looking up, you pushed your lips against his once more, snuggling into him, preparing to fall asleep content against the man you love.

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[skjeinon]

nate macs babies just loving that dad is home! and they get to make him eat a piece of french toast.

DAD MACK!!!

2 girls, that he fucking ADORES. obviously he had to leave for tampa today but that doesn’t stop the two girls and mama bear from making him breakfast

he doesn’t get the luxury of sleeping in till 12 since he’s gotta go, but the girls do have the luxury of him staying in the bedroom packing while they all make him breakfast.

obviously mama bear is the leader of this pack, and is making the healthier alternative for him, but the girls pulls the frozen french toast from the freezer and have conditioned themself to learn the toaster.

the girls have their french toast and put in one extra piece.

“who’s that for, ladybug?” you lean down to kiss the eldest on the head. “daddy.” she responds.

you giggle, they obviously knew that dad couldn’t eat as loosely as them, but they still tried, and dad of course wouldn’t want to waste it now would he. - that was their logic at least.

finally putting everything out on the table, he comes out in his button up, blazer over his arm with his suit case.

“oh look at my handsome husband..” you mumbled against his lips. his hand met your back as you kissed him. “happy father’s day.” you smiled against his lips before pulling away. the girls came running in, screaming a very excited “HAPPY FATHER’s DAY!!!” as he leaned over to hug him. “we made you breakfast” the youngest one smiled as she put her mouth close to his ear to whisper it like a secret. “oh that’s wonderful, sweetheart.” he smiled, placing a kiss to her head before he stood back up, kissing you again.

he sat his stuff down before you could all sit down at the dining table near the kitchen. the eldest sat at the end while the youngest sat in her booster. you and the girls had a similar breakfast but you always would eat stuff nate ate too, just to feel like you were a little healthier. as nate sat down, digging in, he hummed in delight. “this is so good..” he mumbled, looking over at you with a small toothless grin. he adored every bit of you, especially your cooking.

he would finish his regular breakfast and the two girls were blinking big blue eyes at him. they got his features that’s for sure. he laughed a little before drawing a blank. “what is it, girls?” he cocked an eyebrow. “you didn’t eat your french toast.” they almost synced up. nate’s eyes met yours and you just shrugged. “they’re right. you didn’t. and if you didn’t…” you trailed off, looking at the girls. “it would be a waste, daddy.” the oldest exclaimed.

he rolled his eyes.. he thought about it, long and hard.. but finally gave in. he tore through it like a fucking pig with carrots. he liked to act like he hated sweets but he craved them the closer and closer it came to the off season. it was awful. and he knew this would hold him over until the end so he was grateful he had the moment with his kids. they got so excited that they essentially broke him. you couldn’t help but giggle, smiling at how happy he looked eating something so simple. it made you a little upset that you didn’t have moments like this more often and that’s why you were glad the playoffs were almost over so you could have your months with him.

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[eightmakar]

stanley cup blurb weekend!

to keep everyone sane during this time, id like to kick off my first Avalanche blurb weekend! Begins tonight, June 16th, and ends on Sunday, June 19th!

rules:

only avs players pls

particularly avs players that are not married/have kids

i Lied you can send in Tyson Jost/Ryan Graves requests too they count as Avs in my heart

smut is okay! just please be 18+ :)

pick some prompts! don’t forget to tell me which list it’s from!

smutty prompts

semi-angsty prompts (bc i don’t like too much angst)

platonic prompts

fluffy prompts

send your requests in here

happy blurbing!

tagging some folks to spread the word:

@harlowhockeystick @flashyfucker @hookingminor @holy-pucks @jostyriggslover96 @mikkorantanev @bitchinbarzal @matbaerzal @hockeylvr59 @hockstuff

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[swissboyhisch]

MASTERLIST

JAMIE DRYSDALE

Last Call Inspired by "Last Call" by Will Linley.

NIKITA ZADOROV

My Jersey After a little rain comes sun... And thunder. Thunder in the form of a six-foot five Russian defenseman.

That Scar Hurt By The Way In a world where everyone has a soulmate link, you happened to luck out with a pain link.

NATHAN MACKINNON

Lost In Japan Inspired by "Lost In Japan" by Shawn Mendes.

TYLER SEGUIN

Picasso The perfect family... Mum. Dad. And three dogs. With a touch of fluff and uninformed comment.

DYLAN LARKIN

You know I love you right? After bad game, what more could you ask for? Maybe just chinese, Netflix and some good old cuddling.

CONNOR MCDAVID

I’m Your Favourite, Eh? An All-Star Competition and a married couple with a kiddo. What more could you ask for?

I Brought Too Many Sorry Female issues are always a fun time of month. Even worse... running out of pads in a time of need. Luckily someone comes to the rescue, a little too well.

MATTHEW TKACHUK

Surprise Cheerleader Surprises from one party to another during a big Volleyball game.

All-Star Love The NHL All Star weekend is always fun. But bring in a romance… Then that's when it becomes interesting.

GUSTAV NYQUIST

Hey There Delilah Inspired by "Hey There Delilah" by Plain White T's.

NICO HISCHIER

Thanks For The 20 Kiddos Hosting hockey players was normal. Guys that would become brothers. Until him.

Cupid Cousin First game against his old team for your cousin and he wants you there. Luckily some of his ex-teammates are cute.

The Aussie BBQ Experience You finally got to take Nico home to Australia. He got the true experience of an Aussie BBQ.

The Aussie Easter Experience Nico gets to experience an Aussie Easter after being not making the playoffs.

The Aussie Snack Experience As a marketing idea, you get to feature in a video with Nico trying snacks from your home country.

The Aussie Chrissie Experience Since Nico is injured just before Christmas, you head back to Australia for Nico to experience an Aussie Chrissie.

Sorry But I Really Like Her You head to Newark to see your parents new place after avoiding it like the plague. Maybe this time, something with make you want to come back.

We're Not Naked You just wanted some time alone with your partner. Sadly, your brothers are clingy.

Hughes Siblings Acquired (Part 1) Somehow, the New Jersey Devils acquire a player who will fit in well on the team.

Welcome to New Jersey (Part 2) Quinn arrives to New Jersey and has his first training with his brothers and new team.

The Sugar Fix After opening your cafe and bar, a familiar hockey player comes in opening day. Seems like he remembers you too.

JACK HUGHES

Prom Queen Inspired by "Prom Queen" by Molly Kate Kestner.

LUKE HUGHES

Don't Want to Lose You (Part 1) You notice something is wrong with your body. A wrong diagnosis then something you never wanna hear.

Will You Be There When I Wake Up? (Part 2) Two weeks pass and it's time for surgery.

I'd Marry You Tomorrow (Part 3) As a precautionary measure, you follow through with the doctor suggestion to collect eggs. It wasn't as an easy process as you thought.

MACKENZIE BLACKWOOD

Home Inspired by "Home" by Phillip Phillips.

MAT BARZAL

Opening Night For once Mat is your pretty accessory for your big night. Instead of the other way round.

Drunken Mistakes (Part 1) After receiving some bad news, you just wanted to not be alone. After a couple drinks, what most likely is a bad decision, starts to sound too good to miss.

New York Luck (Part 2) After a lovely holiday, your partner breaks up with you and so you turn to your only friend in the city.

CARTER HART

Something In The Orange Inspired by the song "Something In The Orange" by Zach Bryan. Little Miss Klutz Despite you hating your pain link to your soulmate, he had a tendency to look on the brighter side.

BRAYDEN POINT

You’re Not Useless Broken bones and being bed bound can affect you more than physically. Fighting words are thrown between the pair.

STEVEN STAMKOS

WAG Meetings After it's confirmed that the boys will go to playoffs for another season, the WAGs have a meeting to discuss the most exciting part. WAG Jackets.

AUSTON MATTHEWS

My Family A pair of friends reunite with a surprise in store for one of them. Oops, it's a baby.

Bad Day = Cuddles After the worst day you have had in a long time, your boyfriend at home was ready to take care of you.

You're My Favouite A visit to your family goes wrong when Auston meets your Aunt.

MATTHEW KNIES

Halloween Surprise The team's Halloween party seemed like the perfect time to reveal to everyone who you were dating.

MITCH MARNER

God, You’re Amazing A championship game ends up being the best day for multiple people's lives.

Stop Flirting With Marner! A few Leafs spy a figure skater practicing on the ice of the All-Star Arena. After persistent bugging from his friends, one finds himself embarrassing himself to try score a date.

WILLIAM NYLANDER

Flirt With Her Tomorrow A day spent at a stable as a team bonding exercise turns out to be a great place to meet people for some.

Never Letting You Go Again Bumping into exes are always fun. But with a little meddling from a sweet cafe owner who's missed her favourite regulars, some truths are revealed.

ANTHONY BEAUVILLIER

Baking Antics A rainy day means baking and dancing in the kitchen.

Kick Ass Your first time back in a competition and your luck charm definitely helped.

QUINN HUGHES

Support My Girl The final dance concert comes around and you're lucky to have such a supportive family.

SOCIAL MEDIA FIC MASTERLIST

ALL WRITING AND GRAPHICS USED ON THIS POST IS MINE. I CREATED THE VISUALS FOR THIS ON CANVA.

UPDATED: 9/11/23

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𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐅𝐒𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐄

♡ 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

♡ 𝐉𝐎𝐄 𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐖 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

♡ 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒

♡ 𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐒: 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐃

♡ 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑 

↳ Trevor Zegras - nsfw alphabet

↳ Brock Boeser - nsfw alphabet

↳ Arber Xhekaj - boyfriend headcanon

↳ Michael Bunting - nsfw alphabet

↳ Moritz Seider - nsfw alphabet

↳ Joe Burrow - sex headcanon

↳ Joe Burrow - breeding kink headcanon

↳ Jack Hughes - nsfw alphabet

↳ Thomas Bordeleau - nsfw alphabet

↳ Mitch Marner - breeding kink headcanon

↳ Kirill Kaprizov - nsfw alphabet

↳ Quinn Hughes - breeding kink headcanon

↳ Jeremy Swayman - nsfw alphabet

↳ Owen Power - nsfw alphabet

↳ Luke Hughes - nsfw alphabet

↳ Leon Draisaitl - boyfriend headcanon

↳ Vince Dunn - blurb

↳ Luca Fantilli - sex headcanon

↳ Jordan Kyrou - breeding kink headcanon

↳ Lucas Raymond - boyfriend headcanon

↳ Nathan MacKinnon - song blurb

↳ Alex Turcotte - nsfw alphabet

↳ Andrei Svechnikov - song blurb

↳ Morgan Rielly - breeding kink headcanon

↳ Mat Barzal - blurb

↳ Brady Skjei - boyfriend headcanon

↳ Mitch Marner - nsfw alphabet

↳ Luke Hughes - sex headcanon

↳ Jamie Drysdale - nsfw alphabet

↳ Chris Kreider - blurb

↳ Pyotr Kochetkov - boyfriend headcanon

↳ Sidney Crosby - boyfriend headcanon

↳ Mark Estapa - sex headcanon

↳ Mark Estapa - nsfw alphabet

↳ Dylan Duke - sex headcanon

↳ Dylan Duke - nsfw alphabet

↳ Nolan Moyle - sex headcanon

↳ Nolan Moyle - nsfw alphabet

↳ Mat Barzal - nsfw alphabet

↳ Cole Caufield - nsfw alphabet

↳ Matthew Knies - boyfriend headcanon

↳ Matthew Knies - nsfw alphabet

↳ Vince Dunn - breeding kink

↳ Sidney Crosby - sundress season headcanon

↳ Mat Barzal - having an inexperienced partner headcanon

↳ Matthew Tkachuk - sundress season headcanon

↳ Moritz Seider & Lucas Raymond - smut

↳Vince Dunn - smut

↳Sidney Crosby - nsfw alphabet

↳Tyler Glasnow - breeding kink headcanon

↳Thomas Bordeleau - sex headcanon

↳Sidney Crosby - smut

↳Matthew Tkachuk - nsfw alphabet

↳Patrik Laine - boyfriend headcanon

↳Vince Dunn - fluff

↳Jeff Skinner - nsfw alphabet

↳Matt Martin - breeding kink headcanon

↳Matt Martin - sex headcanon

↳Tyler Glasnow - smut

↳Travis Kelce - nsfw alphabet

↳Matthew Tkachuk - smut

♡ 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐊 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆

#hanna talks #masterlist

[nateslehky]

can you break bread with me?

nathan mackinnon // cale makar

4.3k, getting together, flirting (badly), fluff and humor

Hey, Cale. this is your Instacart shopper, Nate I have a question

read on ao3

#hockey rpf #hrpf #my fics #men's hockey rpf #here's the stupid fic i've been talking about lMFAO #enjoy <3 #reblogs appreciated as always <3

[fourteenerfic]

burn that bridge when we get to it Nathan MacKinnon/Cale Makar; Cale Makar/Original Male Character 48,000 words | explicit tags: internalized homophobia, homophobia, homophobic language, fluff, angst, breaking up and making up, coming out, 2022-2023 NHL season, 2023-2024

It’s been a minute since Nate let himself feel anything for a guy and Cale makes him feel it all in a really scary, insistent way.

Insistent because no amount of ignorance or rationalization makes him want Cale any less.

Scary because Nate can’t be that guy even though he is that guy, and he can’t chase those feelings because he’s Nathan MacKinnon.

Nathan MacKinnon: hockey dynamo, Stanley Cup champ and certified Straight Dude.

read here

#men's hockey rpf #hockey rpf #colorado avalanche rpf #colorado avalanche #cale makar #nathan mackinnon #829

[fallinallincurls]

Under The Mistletoe (With You)

sooo @tonyspep and i have created this whole verse that you’ve only gotten a taste of so far through my fic without a doubt, my heart will lead me to you (two) and gina’s if home is where the heart is, then i’m homesick for you! this fun little fic is part of the same verse! we don’t get to see the mini macs aka noah, kat or miles here, but this the softest moment of nate and the reading falling in love and i had fun writing this. happy holidays!

there’s PLENTY of background built for this verse already so my asks are open for any and every question in relation to this eek!

hope you enjoy!! feedback is always appreciated! xx

word count: 1.6k

~~~~~

Denver received the season’s first dusting of snow yesterday, signaling winter’s anticipated arrival. It meant the holidays were right around the corner and your favorite day of the year was finally here.

You couldn’t mark the specific date on the calendar, but no matter when the first snowfall happened, it meant you’d be spending the next day decorating the bakery. Stringing up colorful lights, putting gifts under a small tree, hanging ornaments and cutting paper snowflakes. Everything from the display case to the front windows and anything in between got some kind of holiday decoration.

Today was that day. And unlike the last few years where you’ve done it all by yourself, you get to share the tradition with someone else now. Someone you love more than anything. 

“Nate, can you grab the strand of little snowflakes please?” You ask from atop the little step stool you’re currently standing on, a finger pointed at one of the many boxes on the floor. He nods, a soft smile on display across his lips as he finds said snowflakes in the box.

“Where do these go?” The question is gentle like he’s memorizing where every single one of the decorations go so he remembers in the future. That thought alone makes your heart swell. You might have only been dating for a year now, but something about Nate feels like forever. And you’ve never shared decorating the bakery with anyone else, not even your best friend, so the fact he’s here right now with you putting up lights and tiny Christmas trees and making snowflakes is proof he’s special.

“Across the top of all the windows. So it looks like it's snowing.” You reply with a giggle, leaning down to kiss him. “If you want to get started on the other side, we could meet in the middle so that way these are done quicker?”

“Sounds like a plan, babe.” Nate smiles, kissing you one more time before getting to work on the opposite end of the front windows with his own string of snowflakes. The cutest look of concentration crosses over his face as he carefully hangs the decoration and your heart swells at the sight. 

The soft notes of Christmas music fill the bakery and the golden glow of fairy lights make the scene feel even more magical than it usually does. Except you think that has more to do with the man who is taking part in your yearly tradition than anything else. You keep sneaking peeks at Nate, hoping he doesn’t catch you, and it’s another reminder of just how lucky you are.  

He’s humming “Holly Jolly Christmas” to himself as he focuses on decorating, his sweater riding up just enough to expose a sliver of his toned stomach. A long, gold strand of tinsel hangs around his neck and his cheeks are tinted the cutest color pink either from blush or how warm it is in the bakery. There’s that familiar glint of pure joy evident in his blue eyes that not many get to see, but you do and you’re forever grateful for that. 

You almost can’t believe that a year or so ago, Nate was a stranger. Someone who walked into Colorado Cookie Company, shy as anything, to compliment the batch of cookies you made for the Avs charity event. Never in a million years did you think he would become this important, take up this much room in your heart.

And yet, here you are.

“Done!” Nate exclaims, putting his hands up in a mini celebration as he steps off the stool to admire his work. “Not so bad if I do say so myself.”

“Nathan MacKinnon. One of the NHL’s biggest stars and secretly amazing at decorating for the holidays. Quite the tiny snowflake expert.” 

“Hey,” Nate pouts dramatically, picking up on your teasing tone and playing along. You can’t help but giggle at the look on his face but join him to look up at the snowflakes now hanging about the big front windows. 

Before he gets the chance to say anything else in response or think of a comeback, you pull him in for a soft, gentle kiss that speaks volumes without a single word being uttered.

“I love you. Thank you for doing this.” 

Nate is floored. He might still be getting used to the idea of really, truly being in love (although he knows he is) and the kiss might have caught him by surprise, but it just occurs how much this means to you.

Decorating the bakery, a place that’s another home to you, isn’t something to take lightly. This is another step in your relationship, a big one. Nate knew it was important when you invited him to join in on the tradition, but it’s just occurring to him that this is something he could be doing every year for the rest of his life. 

And my god, he wants that so bad.

“I love you too. I’m happy to be here. Nowhere else I’d rather be.” And he means it because every word is true.

The sweetest smile appears on his lips before the two of you share a few more kisses. But you playfully push him away a minute later, your beautiful laugh making Nate undeniably happy.

“Save those for later. We’ve gotta get this done.”

“Okay, okay. What’s next?” Nate questions, following you to another box of decorations where you hand him the small Christmas tree that will be full of holiday wishes soon and a little menorah for the counter.

It only takes a couple more hours of dancing together to whatever Christmas song was playing, sharing kisses and making sure every inch of the bakery was covered in holiday spirit to finish decorating. Even if you do this every year, the final product always takes your breath away. 

“It’s beautiful,” Nate murmurs, kissing the top of your head and wrapping his arms around you from behind. A comfortable moment of silence settles as you both take in the scene together. 

“There’s just one thing missing.” 

Nate’s brows furrow in confusion as you leave his tight embrace. What else could possibly be missing? He’s never seen a place as decked out as your little bakery is right now. But before he can say anything in response, you’re holding up a small bundle of mistletoe. 

“Oh,” is all Nate says, the cutest blush spreading across his cheeks. You can’t help but giggle at how bashful he suddenly is.

“Wanna help me hang it up?” You ask in a soft tone. Nate nods, stepping closer and carefully taking hold of the plant. “Right in the doorway.”

Without any other direction, Nate somehow puts the mistletoe in the perfect spot. He flashes a beaming smile towards you, proud of his work, and a feeling of comfort like no other courses through your veins. You rush into him so fast that he lets out a little “oof” at the impact before pulling you in closer as you hug him as tightly as possible.

It isn’t until you look up at him a few moments later, heart full of indescribable love, that you realize where you’re both standing. Under the mistletoe in the doorway. 

“I think,” Nate starts, cheeks becoming pink again as the cutest smile appears on his face, “this is the part where we kiss. Mistletoe and all, you know.” 

“Well then, handsome, what are you waiting for?”

Nate doesn’t waste any time leaning in and closing the space between you. He feels you smiling against his lips as he deepens the kiss, pulling you impossibly closer. It’s a kiss like no other and you can’t place why, but you try to commit every detail to memory. The warmth of Nate’s hands on your hips, how you can feel his emotions through the kiss and how at home you feel right now; it’s something you didn’t think you’d ever get to experience. 

When you pull away, you find Nate’s blue eyes full of a kind of fondness you haven’t seen before. He kisses you a few more times underneath the mistletoe, earning warm laughs from you in return.

“I can’t wait to do this with our kids one day.” He says suddenly as you’re carding through his hair. The words shock you for a second before the thought enters your mind. Little feet running around the bakery, helping decorate the small tree and Nate lifting them up to string lights around the windows. Handprint Christmas tree art hanging on the wall next to the family pictures and the sound of happy baby laughs mixed with holiday music. 

You can see it all. And standing here, in Nate’s arms under the mistletoe after sharing one of your dearest traditions with him, makes it feel a little more real.

“Our kids?” You tease him, giggling at the expression on his face.

“Yeah, our kids. Can’t you see it?” The look of love and hope are hard to miss and it’s enough to make those recurring thoughts of spending the rest of your life with him reappear. 

“Don’t get ahead of yourself, bubs. We’ve got a while to go until we get there.” 

“But we’ll get there?”

“We’ll get there. For now, I’m gonna steal as many mistletoe kisses as I can and decorate the bakery with you until a little one comes along.” You giggle, kissing him again to which Nate sweeps you off your feet and twirls you around to the music still playing. The holidays might be the most wonderful time of the year, but you know with Nate here, it’ll be extra special like never before.

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[withwritersblock]

I'm Gonna Be (500 Miles)

~I'm Gonna Be (500 Miles) by The Proclaimers but the Sleeping At Last Cover~

Author's Note: I know 1000% that Nate would NEVER say these things btw. Such a work of fiction so don't mind the cringe silliness Summary: Nate's wedding day Warnings: teeth aching fluff Word Count: 1,885 Nathan Mackinnon x fm!reader

He ran his hand along the sleeves of the dark blue suit, smoothing the edges in the process. The suit covering his body was a color he was familiar with. Many of his game day suits were similar in style and color. But this one was special as it was specifically tailored for him on his wedding day.

His fiance loved the color blue on him, says the color brings out the blue in his eyes and his hair was brighter with it.

He was waiting outside the cabin with his groomsman standing beside him as they were waiting for the first look. “I never thought I’d see the day,” Sid teased as he smacked his hand against Nate’s shoulder. He rolled his eyes dramatically as he straightened his jacket.

“Shut up,” he mumbled as he saw Y/N’s maid of honor, Ella, turn the corner of the cabin. It was snowy and in the middle of Decemember. Usually it would be freezing but something about the energy of the day warmed his body in the cold temperatures. 

“Are you ready?” she asked, “I’m gonna need you to be ready because she’s-” Ella trailed off as her mouth dropped open. She ushered Nate towards her excitedly. Nate smiled as his heart began pounding hard against his chest. The groomsman started following behind him. 

Ella placed Nate on the cobblestone path, forcing him to turn around to face his groomsman. “She’ll tell you to turn around,” Ella offered as she started walking towards the other end of the path where Y/N was waiting behind a corner of the large cabin. 

Nate took a deep breath as he met the eyes of each of his groomsmen. His eyes landed on Cale who’s cheeks and ears were bright red, obviously freezing but didn’t say anything. Mikko stood beside Cale with a wide smile. Gabe stood beside Mikko with teary eyes. Gabe would deny it but he was tearing up to see one of his best friends finally marry the love of his life. 

Sidney stood at the end, his best man, not fighting tears as he could Y/N walking towards Nate. All of the boys could now, except Nate. All the boys smiled widely and started laughing nervously as they could see her walking down the path. 

Nate’s eyes lit up at the sound of heels and her soft giggles were getting closer to him. He took a sharp breath as he blinked away the tears filling his eyes. Nate’s eyes look towards Sid to see him wiping a tear from his eye. He pointed towards him and chuckled as he licked his lips nervously. 

“Hey,” she mumbled behind him, he tilted his head back waiting for her to grant him permission to look at her. 

“Hi,” he let out as his voice cracked. She glanced towards the photographer before she delicately tapped her hand against his back. 

He took a deep breath before he spun around and instantly his lips quivered. He’s only cried tears of joy once in his life before. His eyes scanned her frame, taking in the gorgeous white dress, the beautiful touches of her makeup, and the way her hair looked perfect against her skin. She was stunning. He smiled as he took a step towards her engulfing her in a hug. 

“If I’m crying now, what will I do later?” He whispered against her ear before he pulled away. His eyes scanned her features and saw the tears brimming her eyes. “Oh Baby, no tears,” he mumbled as he reached his thumb beneath her eye to catch the tear leaving her eye. 

“That’s no fair, you’re crying,” she whispered, erupting laughter surrounding them. She tilted her head back and began blinking rapidly. 

“There’s a lot more effort into your look than mine,” he said while laughing. She rolled her eyes playfully as she leaned towards him and delicately kissed his lips.

“Sid’s crying,” she whispered as she pulled away.

“He’s been crying all morning,” he let out teasingly.

“Have not!” he shouted while laughing. 

~~~

Nate stood at the end of the aisle. It was inside the cabin, all of their friends and family surrounded them. It was loud as he was cracking jokes with his groomsmen to calm his nerves. “Does she know what you did for your vows?” Sid asked and Nate shook his head while laughing. “Oh she’s going to kill you,” Sid offered.

“I asked if I could be funny and she said yes. That’s on her-” he was cut off as an instrumental romance song started to play. The entire room instantly quieted down as they turned their backs to see Y/N. Nate bit his bottom as he took a sharp breath. The doors opened and the bridesmaids started walking down the aisle. 

One by one each smiled widely as they walked. After Ella reached the front of the altar, Y/N and her father started walking down the aisle together. Nate started breathing heavier as he felt his heart pound against his chest. Not once did he look away, his eyes were strictly on Y/N and no one else.

She stopped right before the small steps towards the altar and gave her father a brief hug, he kissed the side of her head as he walked towards his seat beside her mother. Nate reached his hand towards her and she gladly took it as she climbed the two steps to stand at the aisle with him.

“Beautiful,” he whispered as he looked deeply into her eyes. She took a shaky breath as she ran her thumb across the top of his hands. 

The ceremony started beautifully. Y/N’s brother was the one officiating the wedding as neither of them were super religious. It was not a serious ceremony with her brother cracking jokes that Y/N and Nate approved beforehand. 

“I’ve known Y/N her whole life,” the entire room erupted in laughter, “I've known Nate for seven years. And during those seven years, I’ve never seen my sister happier. I’ve never seen my sister so loved. So I’m so glad that I get to be the one to marry these two today. I personally don’t have much else to say, so I’ll let the blubber boy here start with his vows,” her brother said as he wiped a tear that fell on his cheek. Nate chuckled as he rolled his eyes. 

“Uh, I was writing my vows with music playing in the background,” he started as he wiped a tear from his cheek, “I was really getting into the groove of it, I had paragraphs upon paragraphs of vows. So here’s what I originally had written,” he cleared his throat as he met Y/N’s gaze. She stared towards him suspiciously. 

“When I wake up, I know I’m gonna be the man who wakes up next to you. When I go out I know I’m gonna be the man who goes along with you,” he pauses for a moment as a couple people in the crowd start snickering and Y/N rolls her eyes playfully. “This next bit isn’t important,” he muttered as he ran his finger across his nose, avoiding her gaze, “But I would walk five hundred miles and I would walk five hundred more just to be the man who walked a thousand miles to fall down at your door.”

He paused again and the entire room erupted into laughter. Y/N laughed hysterically as he looked towards her with so much admiration. 

“I realized after I read it outloud the first time that I actually wrote down the lyrics to the song by The Proclaimers. You know that Scottish rock band?” he met her gaze and she was still laughing. “Which in hindset, the song reminded me of us. We’re not a very serious couple. We’re always cracking jokes and acting more like best friends than people that are in a romantic relationship. But like the song there’s this funny and joke-like exterior but the love that I have for you is deeper and means so much more to me than you realize.” he paused as he met her eyes, no longer needing the paper in his hands.

“The crazy part is that I would genuinely walk over a thousand miles if it meant you needed me. I’m not a romantic guy, I think all that stuff is bullshit but there’s not one thing that I wouldn’t do if it meant that you were happy. Even if it meant shaving a beard mid playoffs because it itched your face. I’m so in love with you, Y/N,” 

She tilted her head to the side as she smiled.

“I’ve never made him shave his beard during playoffs,” she stared as she widened her eyes, the crowd laughed again, “Nate, I don’t know how I’m going to top The Proclaimers but I’m going to try,” she let out as she met his gaze. 

“I lived in Denver for my entire life. Many of you who have lived in Denver know how big the Avs are. My father was ecstatic when Nathan Mackinnon was coming to Colorado. He renewed his season tickets because Nathan Mackinnon was going to save the Avs. If you guys thought he was excited that he was coming to Colorado, you should have seen him when I told him my boyfriend was Nathan Mackinnon.”

The room erupted into laughter again, Nate shook his head with a wide smile on his lips, “I hold my dad’s opinion of the people I fall in love with very high. If my father didn’t like the guy there was no way I was going to marry him. When Nate walked into my childhood house my dad basically gave Nate his blessing right there. My family loved Nate, for more reasons than because of his career. They loved him because Nate loved me. Nate loved me like I have never been loved before,” she said as she felt her eyes tear up. 

“I have spent seven years of my life being in love with you. I want to spend a thousand more loving you and cracking jokes with you. Talking about stupid songs with you, I want to dress up in your dumb couple costumes. I want to spend every damn second I can showing how much I love you Nathan,” she let out as a tear fell onto her cheek. 

Her brother cleared his throat as he tilted his head back, “That was beautiful,” he said as he chuckled, “You guys are disgusting but that was adorable and stupid,” he ranted. Y/N and Nate chuckled again. They shortly exchanged rings, sliding them onto each other’s fingers while laughing. “I think this is the part where you kiss?” he said, widening his hands to his side. Nate looked towards her brother, raising his eyebrows, “I pronounce you husband and wife,” he said, smiling widely as he stepped to the side to allow for the perfect moment without him interrupting.

Nate smiled widely before he delicately placed his hands onto her waist as he leaned towards her. Kissing her urgently, the entire room erupted in loud cheers. He pulled away briefly, keeping his lips close to hers, “I love you,” he mumbled.

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[happer08]

Like Home

Huge shoutout to @fallinallincurls​ for giving me a hand with the ending on this one. just some light natemac fluff for you. enjoy!

Things with Nate had always been easy. He was easy to read, spend time with, and to love. When you spend the majority of your teen life loving the same person things follow a routine. Practice, games, workouts, pregame naps, and post-game dinners. It was easy, and now thinking back it was too easy. 

Then suddenly, everything got complicated, extremely complicated. Nate got drafted, and he was leaving. You knew it was the best thing that ever happened to him, it was what he had dreamed of forever. And it was finally coming true. 

Nate stayed near you most of the night; he had carried a slight hint of regret or sadness since the draft hung heavy. His family threw a small party for the people that mattered most. The room that held the party was hot; the number of people and the excited energy suddenly suffocated. 

Kissing Nate on the cheek you wormed your way toward the door heading for the cold Canadian night. Wrapping your jacket around your body tighter, you found a planter out front to reside, the cold brick structure seeping through your jeans as you forced a few deep breaths. 

You sat long enough to start shivering, then the door opened and slammed closed. Lifting your head, Nate came around the corner; his hands pushed into his jeans pockets. 

“Hi superstar,” You smiled. 

“Why are you out here all alone?” He asked, seeming confused. “You know how cold you always are; what’re you doing?” 

“Just needed a break; it was kinda hot in there” You shrugged. 

Nate sniffled and nodded, moving to sit down, taking his hands from his pockets. 

“I’m super excited for you,” you smiled, bumping his shoulder. 

“I’m nervous” He hums, leaning into the bump just a little. “Denver is far,” he said.

You nodded leaning into him.

“I’ve heard it's a lot like home” You tried to soothe his nerves. 

“People keep saying that,” he sighed, pausing and breathing. “We’ll make this work, we always have” 

Nate left for Denver two days later

That was three years ago.

Just like Nate said, we made it work. It wasn't easy like the rest of our relationship had been but we did what we could. Sometimes your school schedule lined up nicely with his; other times, it didn't. Nate sent you a weekly schedule, practices, and games to make things easier. But it was starting to feel like the phone calls and texts weren't enough.

“Why don't you just go see him?” 

You sighed; that was easier said than done unless it wasn't. 

There was a three-hour time difference between you and Nate, as you were up late as a facetime call came through on my laptop. Pushing the suitcase to the floor to hide it, you sat at your desk, answering the call. 

“Hi, my love,” you smiled, leaning in just a little. 

He was at his desk, a gaming setup more than anything. He smiled, wide and soft and you took a deep breath. 

“Hi,” he said, looking at you. “How was class?”

“Long, and I have a stupid paper to write” you chuckled at the idea of complaining about a paper to a pro hockey player. 

Nate chuckled along with you shaking his head. 

“You’ll kick that paper's ass” He smiled, his eyes crinkling in the corners. 

“How was practice?” you asked, changing the subject, wanting to hear his voice. 

“It was good, we did a few new drills, and I’m sore. But EJ was messing with Gabe the whole time, so it was good.” 

“I can’t wait to meet this guy,” you laughed, shaking your head, thinking through all the stories Nate has shared. 

“He’s going to love you, Gabe, too.” 

“Baby, you think all of them will love me.” 

“That’s because they will” He pushed an eyebrow.

 You took a deep breath and took a second to take him in. 

“You okay, pretty girl?” He hummed, his voice lowering slightly. 

You rested your jaw on the heel of your hand, nodding. 

“What’s goin’ on in that head?” He leaned in, smirking. 

“Just missin’ you,” you whispered. 

Nate leaned back and took a deep breath; you gently sucked on your tongue, looking at him. 

“You know what I was thinking about last night?” 

“Huh?”

“You remember the first few months we were dating, and I would come over to do homework at your place, and we would be in your room, and your dad would just open the door and look at us, tell us he was “just making sure you kids don't need anything.” 

Nate imitated your dad perfectly, making you laugh out loud. He joined you in my laughter as we both leaded back in our chairs. 

“He used to do that all the time,” you choked out through your laughter. 

You and Nate kept laughing until it died, and you just looked at each other. You tilted your head to the side and looked at him, taking a deep breath.

“God, I miss you,” He crooned. 

“Nate” you whimpered. 

“I’m sorry baby, I just,” he stopped and breathed. “It’s been a long time, and I feel like it's my fault.” 

“Nathan, you are living your dream. That is never something you need to apologize for, especially not to me.”

He nodded and swallowed. 

The longer you and Nate talked, the deeper the pit in your stomach got; you physically missed him. Your body ached for his touch, just to hug him and feel him holding you.

“Okay, baby,” Nate breathed. “I have practice in the morning, so I should get to bed.” 

You nodded. 

“Oh hey, I forgot to tell you I’ll have my phone off for most of the day tomorrow. We have like a whole day of testing, and I won’t be able to talk much” You gave a tight smile. 

“Okay, sweetheart, I just have practice, then the game, so I’ll send you a text when I get home, and we’ll facetime for a bit. You're gonna kick ass tomorrow” He gave a shining smile.

“You too” You matched his smile and took a breath. “I’ll try to get back to catch some of the game.” 

“Don’t stress yourself out about it,” He tried. 

“I wanna see you play, so I’ll try, but if not, I can just ask you a million questions when you get home.” 

“Deal. I love you, sweet girl” Nates' smile was sad this time. 

“I love you, Nate” you felt yourself tearing up as he blew a kiss. You repeated his action, then hung up, the screen of your laptop showing your face in the camera. You sighed, pulling your knees to your chest. You needed to finish packing. 

It wasn't long before you were done; you were gone for two weeks, so you packed your favorite things, things Nate liked, then lastly packed up your laptop, charger, and other items of that nature. Then you went to bed. 

Your flight to Denver was at 1 pm, the dread of a 10+ hour travel day ahead was daunting. But knowing Nate was on the other side blissfully unaware was the best part of all of it. You took the train to the airport and checked in. The flight was seven hours, with a layover in Toronto; you texted a few people as you got through security, doing your best not to blow your surprise as you got on your plane and started the adventure. 

It turns out the Toronto airport is a great place to nap and by the time you landed in Denver, you were practically vibrating with excitement. The game was almost over, so you watched the last 10 minutes in the Uber to Nate’s condo. Thankfully the Avs won. You used the spare key on top of his door frame; you needed to talk to him about that and let yourself in. 

Just as you imagined, it was clean, like his place back home. You hid your bags in his bedroom and took a deep breath. As you paced the kitchen, your phone went off. 

“Hi squish, headed home now. Let me know when you can facetime.” 

You didn't answer or even open it, hoping he thought you were testing or just not home yet. You knew he didn't live far from the arena, and the more time that passed, the more nervous you got, waiting for the lock on the door to click. Your heart was racing leaning on the island in his kitchen. 

Finally, it happened. The lock on the front door clicked. You took a deep breath and heard Nate come in, whistling some song that was probably playing in the dressing room after the game. You swallowed and waited. Nate took a few seconds to come into view, wearing the burgundy suit he had sent you pictures of at the beginning of the season. You shifted, and Nate’s head snapped up, his eyes widening when he saw you. 

“Baby?” he asked, his bag dropping near his feet. 

“Hi, Nate” 

“You…” he trailed off, taking a few stumbling steps toward you.

“I’m really here” You smiled, walking around the island into Nate’s outstretched arms. He pulled you against him, tucking his face into your bare neck. You both started to sob, holding each other tighter than ever. Nate reached down, grabbing at the back of your thighs, pulling you off the ground, wrapping your legs around his hips so he could be that much closer. Nate started mumbling, “I love yous’” mixed with “I can’t believe you’re here,” pressing his soft, warm lips to your ear and neck repeatedly. You rubbed his back between his shoulders, feeling more of Nate’s tears dripping onto your skin. 

He eventually set you down, his face coming into view as his warm hands cupped your cheeks.

“Holy shit,” he breathed, leaning in, pressing his lips down on yours. “I can’t-can't believe you’re here” he smiled, kissing you again in a series of pecks. 

You smiled as Nate thumbed a few tears away, kissing you deeply.

“Hi baby,” you finally got out, smiling at him.

“How long are you here?” he asked, finally stepping away. 

“You have me for two weeks.” 

“Well goddamn, we’ve gotta make it count don't we.”

#nate mackinnon #colorado avalanche #nathan mackinnon #imagine #nathan mackinnon imagine #nhl imagine #nate mackinnon fluff #nhl fluff

[skjeinon]

begging for more cale x reader x nate content 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻 soft, smutty, both, neither, whatever you’re in the mood for

you ask? you receive.

nate definitely lays in bed with you longer then he should while cale makes breakfast. he insists that it’s because he’s bigger than cale and that he would keep you warm better than the other blonde would.

when nate stays in bed with you, his arms stay wrapped around you , and he wakes you up by gently kissing your skin and shaking you slightly, not hard but just a gentle squeeze and a little rustling in the bed usually worked.

cale, rather than holding you with your back to his chest, when nate goes to make breakfast. he pulls you to lay on top of him like an animal, so he lays on his back while you have your face in his chest. or you’re just laying on your sides and have your arms and legs around him while his legs are tangled with yours, has his hands on your back, on your head or just anywhere that makes you comfortable

those two boys are at your beck and call and love you so much. cale makar indulges when you make sweets or want them, he gives them always but even will enjoy it until nate finds out. you hated the regular season for it because you couldn’t actively bake for them and let them eat it until the off season.

you all go to calgary for the first half of the week then all go to halifax for the second half of the week at christmas. to media, you’re nate’s girlfriend so when cale brings you both back home, especially you, they’re confused and cale is scared to tell them so he insists it’s just a family affair and you had no one else to spend christmas with.

nate’s family in halifax is also oblivious but when going out with sidney for nate, you were all over cale. hockey captain status was important.

you play with cales hair a lot, even tho it’s really short, but his hair feels so much better then nate’s and sometimes nate makes you want to pull his hair , and not in any other way but out of spite or anger.

nates sweet spot is on his hip bone while cales is on his neck

the guest bedroom is set up so that if there’s an argument or someone is uncomfortable, they can sleep there, but usually they prefer to both sleep with you.

cale and nate aren’t the type to go down on each other, it’s just not their cup of tea, but cheek and forehead kisses are a must. if nate’s leaving and you and cale are laying on the couch, he will walk over and give you both little kisses before leaving. same with cale.

nate and cale show affection through words, small actions and their love for you, and you’re essentially just their princess. they will do anything for you

you and cale find photos of nate when he was first a rookie and then beg him to regrow his long hair/mullet.

he says no, obviously.

i’ll make 18+ ones past here

the two usually take turns with you and the other one will help comfort you through your orgasm, but sometimes the two are inside of you at the same time and you’re literally laying between them, trying not to just shut your brain off.

both of them are bigger than you’d think, especially cale. while it’s a burden for cale, you love it. @/flashyfucker’s fat cock makar live in my head rent free. so usually having them just take turns is for the better so they don’t actually hurt you.

both of the boys are into different stuff while some things may overlap, the two definitely have nights where it’s just one on one with you. you always want to try new things and when it comes to said new things, it means that maybe nathan wants to sit out or cale wants to sit out.

#cale makar imagine #nathan mackinnon imagine #nathan mackinnon #cale makar #colorado avalanche imagine #colorado avalanche #nhl fluff #nhl blurb #nhl smut #18+ #headcanon #skjeinon answers

[inrareformfest]

"'cause you're a dream to me" - queergritty

Read It Here!

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Pairings: Artturi Lehkonen/Nathan MacKinnon, Tyson Barrie/Gabriel Landeskog (Background), Cale Makar/Mikko Rantanen (Background)

Characters: Artturi Lehkonen, Nathan MacKinnon, Mikko Rantanen, Cale Makar, Erik Johnson (Hockey RPF), Gabriel Landeskog, Tyson Barrie, Colorado Avalanche Ensemble

Tags: Alternate Universe - Small Town, Alternate Universe - Journalism, Fluff and Humor, Pining, idiots to lovers, the inherent shenanigans that come with small town local govt

Words: 12,120

Summary: “The Board Trustees and I now open the floor to members of the community,” Artturi hears Mayor Bednar say. “If any members of the Tulipa community would like to comment on tonight’s proceedings, now is the time to do so.”

Nobody from the town who’s not a Board Trustee, town employee, or a sleep-deprived journalist ever comes to these meetings, and so Artturi starts to close his notepad.

“I have a couple things, actually.”

#hockey rpf #hrpf