Different Kind Of Buzz | E | 3.5K | Macklin Celebrini/Will Smith

captain catboy & his puppyboy 1OA

Wait hang on let's not forget. Sidney Crosby and his pretty dick (and fat lips and ass) walked so today's fun himbos could run!

You’re not wrong anon. Sidney “first male victim of misogyny” Crosby paved the way for the pretty hockeys of today, though we still have a ways to go until we achieve true equality for the pretty boys

Okay but you need to hear the actual noises Oshie was making during his team spankathon.

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Tony DeAngelo

Brendan Lemieux

Pheonix Copley

Seth Jones

Caleb Jones

Shay Donovan

Ryder Donovan

Roman Ahcan

Jack Ahcan

Owen Lindmark

Max Domi

Thomas Greiss

Jack Eichel

Ryan Whitney

Teemu Selanne

Brent Burns (maybe)

TJ Oshie (maybe)

Logan Brown

Nathan Gerbe

Scott Hartnell

James Wisniewski

Tyler Parsons

Ryan Strome (maybe)

Matthew Strome (maybe)

Andrew Copp

Zach Werenski

Alexander Ovechkin

Logan Couture

Cam York

Jamie Benn

Carter Hart (maybe)

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Auston Matthews

Tristan Jarry

Erik Johnson

Pierre-Luc Dubois

Jake DeBrusk

Charlie McAvoy

Brady Tkachuk

Matthew Tkachuk

Nathan MacKinnon

Elias Pettersson

Dylan Larkin

Jack Hughes

Vince Dunn

Patrik Laine

Nolan Patrick

Mat Barzal

Brock Boeser

Blake Wheeler

Jakob Chychrun

Ty Pelton-Byce

K’andre Miller

Ian Cole

Robin Lehner

Eddie Lack

Tom Wilson

Jacob Trouba

Braden Holtby

Mat Barzal

Boone Jenner

Jamie Oleksiak

Dylan Strome

Tyson Barrie

Anthony Beauvillier

William Nylander

Brady Skjei

a little something i might possibly use in the fic im writing !

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“Y’know, you only scored ‘cause you wore my jersey before the game right.” Will said proudly as he shut the door to Jumbo’s guest house where Mack was living for the season.

“Uh-huh, is that right?” He replied, turning around to face Will in the dim light of the entrance hallway.

“You might have to wear it every night.”

“Oh you’re funny, Smitty.” He paused for a sec looking at Will, the air felt weird, tense, but oddly not in a bad way. “If BC is so good why didn’t you score tonight, huh?” He continued as Will stepped closer.

“Oh, I did.”

“What? No- you didn’t-“ The rest of the sentence mumbled as Will pressed his lips to Mack’s, grabbing the burgundy and golden stripes at the waist of the BC jersey he was still wearing.

As he pulled away Mack stared at him in shock, a light blush washing over his cheeks.

“I did.” Will reiterated in a whisper.

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new fic for my beloved @dwisp, beta'd by the incredibly talented @puckszone

watch how good i'll take it, E, 5830 words

pairing: Vince Dunn/Ryker Evans

tags: Winner's Room, First Time, Loss of Virginity, Light Feminization, Meanfucking, Ryker Evans' Canon Humiliation Kink, Rookie/Vet, Dubcon

we were fucking robbed

rating: explicit

relationships: Sidney Crosby/Evgeni Malkin

word count: 7,688

additional tags: 2014-2015 NHL Season, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Gender Roles, Knotting, Blow Jobs, Spanking, Intersex Omegas, Vaginal Sex, Anal Sex, Alpha Sidney Crosby, Omega Evgeni Malkin

summary: While on a road trip with the Penguins, Sidney keeps his omega on a short leash. That's nothing new. (aka an alpha dirtbag sid au)

sid/mitch

we all know mitch has daddy issues…

coming right up!

if you ever hunger sid/mitch, 9k

"Bit old for you, isn't he?" Sid asks casually, and Mitch doesn't have any defence systems left functional to stop him from replying immediately and with total honesty. "That's kind of the point," he says, embarrassment flooding through him as soon as he does. "Huh," Sid comments, and when Mitch glances at him, the expression on his face is hard to read – thoughtful, sure, but there's something else there, some little spark behind his eyes that Mitch thinks he's only really ever seen before across the face-off dot. If Mitch had to guess, he'd say it was just what Sid's face did when he was drawing up a play, figuring out how to game the next few minutes into doing exactly what he wanted. Mitch doesn't have any interest in guessing right now, though. Mitch swallows. His throat feels weirdly dry, all of a sudden. He has no idea what he should say next. mitch sends sid a text that definitely wasn't meant for him. it works out.

Are they - holding hands?

No. Don't answer that question. Just let me have this. Why can't you let me have this?