all the hockey shirts

the hardest part about being a sports fan, for me, is knowing that no amount of cheering or wishing or wearing the right shirt will make my team win. like, literally nothing i do can or will change the outcome of the game, but i still want to find something to do to make me feel like i can do something to effect the final score.


Patrick Kane talks about his hat trick and the first line (x)

Tripping Over the Blue Line (22/45)

It’s a transition. That’s what Emma’s calling it. She’s transitioning from one team to another, from one coast to another and she’s definitely not worried. Nope. She’s fine. Really. She’s promised Mary Margaret ten times already. So she got fired. Whatever. She’s fine, ready to settle into life with the New York Rangers. She’s got a job to do. And she doesn’t care about Killian Jones, captain of the New York Rangers. At all.

He’s done. One more season and he’s a free agent and he’s out. It’s win or nothing for Killian. He’s going to win a Stanley Cup and then he’s going to stop being the face of the franchise and he’s going to go play for some other garbage team where his name won’t be used as puns in New York Post headlines. That’s the plan. And Emma Swan, director of New York Rangers community relations isn’t going to change that. At all.

They are both horrible liars.

Rating: Mature
Content Warnings: Swearing, eventual hockey-type violence
AN: This is, actually, the shortest chapter in the entire fic. So, fun fact, the two POV’s in this chapter were actually part of separate POV chapters as per usual, but then those chapters would have been, like, 13K each and that’s just…a lot of words. So here’s the new, shorter version with lots of emotions and spiked eggnog. I can’t thank you guys enough for just being the best. Same goes for @laurnorder, @distant-rose & @beautiful-swan
Also living on Ao3, & tag’ed up on Tumblr

“I swiped us eggnog,” Emma said, knocking the door closed with her side. Killian stared at her from the bed, legs stretched out in front of him as he knocked off, at least, half a dozen decorative pillows onto the floor.

There weren’t matching pajamas, but there was a theme and, of course, it was hockey – team-branded t-shirts and they all had numbers and their names on them and Mrs. Vankald absolutely made them all pose together before they were allowed to go to sleep.

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Morgan Rielly #3

Requested by Anon:  Hi!!! Could you do an imagine with Morgan Rielly? Like him asking you to wear his jersey or something? Loooove your writing!!<3 :-)

*Hiii!! Thank you so so much!! I hope you love this too. :)*

Word count: 949

Originally posted by dallas41chicago88

“Hey!” you yelled out once you heard the front door open and close, “I’m in the kitchen.”

You were swaying your hips to the music coming out from the speakers, preparing something healthy for Morgan. They have a game tonight and, from the sound of the door, he just got back from morning skate.

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An idea that got too far away from me:

What if Tango is really into musicals and even though he doesn’t really have time to be involved with the theatre department at Samwell because of hockey, he still has a few friends who are musical theatre students, and somehow he manages to rope some of his hockey bros into helping with a little charity fundraiser.

This is how Dex ends up singing a duet with Nursey.

(Singing and dancing hockey bros, UST nurseydex, and just a glimpse of unrequited holsom lie below)

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03.14.2016: Toews & Kane with some words of wisdom despite their frustration after a rough stretch of games.