hockey-is-better

my headcanon of jack aggressively supporting the samwell women’s hockey team is really important to me. consider:

  • jack routinely parenting the smh team into going and cheering the ladies on. they usually sit at the front of the students’ section
  • shitty is really into it and buys the jersey of his fave swh player and is predictably obnoxious in an endearing way
  • don’t worry, she knows him at this point and it’s cool
  • jack arranging practices with the ladies because while his guys are good, they can always learn something about speed and dexterity from the swh team
  • jack taking appropriate opportunities to talk up the swh and how talented they are
  • when asked if he’s trying to lend his celebrity to women’s sports he just replies “equality is always important, but they don’t need me to tell you how good they are. their 29-0 record last season speaks for itself”
OK but seriously, Bitty and Jack’s public coming out/proposal...

I have this headcanon/idea that if they come out publicly they decide, “Fuck it. If we’re doing this we’re gonna go hard.” AKA some kind of flash mob or performance proposal. So Jack and George come up with this genius idea to announce Zimbits at a game.

  • George just wanted to slip it in at the end of the game but JACK… 
  • Jack talks to Bitty and they decide to do something a little bit….different
    • The planning took FOREVER. It was originally just going to be a way for them to come out. 
    • Zimms decides about 10 seconds in that this would be a perfect way to propose. He gets some of the guys in on it. He has Tater and Shitty help him pick out the ring and gets Georgia to work out the logistics for everything.
    • Don’t even get me started on when Jack tells Bob and Alicia/Suzanne and Coach bc you know they absolutely LOST it
  • Bitty used to be a figure skater. Jack plays pro hockey. So what better way than to do it than on the ice at a Falconer’s home game?
  • It’s halftime/intermission/whatever and the announcer welcomes a surprise performance
  • Enter Bitty. He’s not in a fancy costume or anything, just a shirt and some pants. The crowd’s all types of confused. 
  • “I came here for hockey and there’s some ice skater taking over the ice?! What in the hell is going on?”
  • He’s skating to Death of a Bachelor (AKA I’m taken. He’s taken. Leave my BF alone you fucking piranhas)
  • It’s a pretty standard routine until right before the chorus
  • Enter Jack “Cannot do anything less than 110%” Zimmermann. 
  • He’s changed out of the main bulk of his gear. Mainly just wearing the sweater so people know it’s him.
  • Insert Yuri on Ice-style exhibition/pairs skate shit here. I’m thinking something Battle of the Blades-ish, maybe.
  • At some point, Jack THROWS Bitty into a fucking jump or spin. (Because you know that boy is ripped as hell and has the strength to do it and Bitty might never have skated pairs but he used to goof off with the girls that practiced at his rink sometimes and is DETERMINED.) 
  • They practiced it over and over and over and almost cut it altogether. But bc Jack is HARDCORE you know he went whole fucking hog and told Bits when they were practicing, “I can do this. One more time. I’m going to get this right” about 1000 times (Bitty had a massive bruise on his butt despite the butt pads for like, 2-3 weeks because of Jack’s determined attitude/ Bitty’s need to be a little extra. Which Jack took advantage of but Bits didn’t exactly mind)
  • The entire routine is full of lingering touches and cheek caressing. It’s tasteful tho bc Bitty is a Southern boy dammit it and his momma is watching.
  • THEN
  • Right at the end, Bitty’s doing some fancy spin (He hears the crowd hollering) and when he finishes there’s Jack.
  • HOLDING A FUCKING RING BOX. DOWN ON ONE KNEE. IDK how but he got his hands on a mic, probs Marty or somebody chucks it at him with a “Go get ‘im kiddo”, and asks Bits to marry him
  • Bitty’s losing it. The crowd is losing it. 
  • Bitty says YES! about a hundred times and it’s beautiful.
NHL!Bitty, Part VII - Cup Series: PVD vs SEA

Received an anonymous ask requesting Jack and Bitty playing each other for the cup and it turned into the Bittles and Zimmermanns dealing with the grim reality that they will have to chose sides in a big way. 

In which Alicia is intense, Suzanne is offended, and Bob is just tired.

(Part VI - The Code)


About ten minutes after the Falconers clinch the Eastern Conference title - when Jack is done with his interviews and off the showers - Coach mutes the 70″ television in the Zimmermann’s media room and sucks in a rough breath. 

“So, how ‘bout that? Our boys, facing off in the final.”

It’s not like they didn’t all know this was a possibility: the Falconers this season’s defending champions after the Schooners were dethroned the year prior; but suddenly the what-if scenario they’ve all hypothetically debated for so long is real and looming.

“Well, clearly we’ll support them both,” Alicia placates. “I mean, thank goodness they both already have rings so it won’t be as painful when the Falconers take the title-”

In a heartbeat, the atmosphere cools, and Suzanne coughs politely before scooting away from Alicia’s side of the couch. 

It might as well be a declaration of war.

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WOOOOOOO OKAY 2.2k sidgeno beauty vlogger au for @honeycombhenry because i got e M O t i o n a l thinking about her art 


“A lot of you have been asking me about how and why I started a makeup and beauty vlog,” video-Sidney says, his voice a little scratchy. Zhenya had been listening to the new update on the accidentally-stumbled upon channel, which had quickly become one of his entertainment go-to for the charmingly shy and genuine personality (Crosbeauty, he thinks fondly, what an adorable little nickname) and lovely face behind the camera, in the locker room as he changed sluggishly, when video-Sidney admits, “I’ve been really putting off answering that question, but I hope that my answer will help encouraging some younger people who may be in a similar situation.”

At 8.7 million subscribers, Crosbeauty is one of the most-followed and loved YouTube channels, featuring a Canadian man who talks about his love for hockey while testing various makeup brands to see if they really live up to the hype. Zhenya’s favorite thing, he thinks, is watching Sidney tuck back a stray curl behind his ear as Sidney gazes off-camera, talking about the team’s stats, his day, visiting in parents in Cole Harbour and, as always, thanking his audience with his usual ending catchphrase and thumbs up, “Thanks, everyone, see you next time. Remember to get up every morning and do something that you love. Wouldn’t that be amazing?”

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“I ship it.”

“They were on screen for two seconds,” Chowder says.

“I still ship it,” Nursey repeats stubbornly.

“It’s a gay thing, right?” Dex says. “If two characters whose sexuality might possibly be read as ambiguous appear on screen and make eyes at each other, shipping must commence.”

“You literally sound like my sister’s tumblr,” Nursey says.

Dex shrugs.

“Wait, do you follow my sister on tumblr?” Nursey asks with gleeful horror.

Dex shrugs again. “Dunno, what’s her username?”

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AU where bitty is on the lacrosse team and manages to keep the lax bros out of smh’s hair long enough that the boys start to get suspicious

word count: 1603

part 1 here


After what Bitty has been referring to in his own head as “The Incident” (with capital letters and all), things between the lax team and the hockey team are… Better? Naturally, Bitty couldn’t tell his team about what had happened, and in fact hadn’t even been pressured to; the teammates who’d been in the house at the time hadn’t even realized he was gone until he was strolling back through the door. So much for having each other’s backs, Bitty had mumbled to himself as he rolled out his pie crust.

But that had been nearly a month ago, and since then, the hockey team hadn’t been over even once to bang at the door with complaints– not even when the house had hosted a party two weeks ago and their music had been loud enough for the bass to be felt a full block away. It’s unusual behavior, and Bitty would be lying if he ever tried to say he isn’t curious about it. The way he sees it, they’re probably just feeling guilty over the whole kidnapping thing. Which is probably fair, all things considered, and Bitty appreciates their consideration. For the most part.

Despite the hockey team’s apparent peace with the lacrosse team, they do still seem a little spiteful. Either that, or Bitty is projecting his own spite onto them; he’s been sitting at the house’s kitchen table for a full two hours now, picking at a now cold tray of bagel bites as he tries to finish an essay. It’s not due until the next Monday, a fact that has Bitty thanking any and all gods who may exist, because there is no way in hell he can finish it tonight with the loud music blaring from across the street. Bitty keeps finding himself bouncing a leg to the beat and staring blankly at his laptop instead of actually writing, and after the fourth time, he finally sighs and slams the thing shut, sliding it perhaps too roughly into his backpack. He deposits the entire bag safely by the stairs before he heads out.

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Check to the Heart (Part 6/?)

Bucky x Reader

Modern day Hockey AU

SUMMARY: You are the daughter of one of the greatest hockey players to ever play the game, now as owner of the Avengers, he is bringing your childhood crush Bucky Barnes to the team.  The minute he sees you in your father’s office, you can tell by the smirk on his face he hadn’t forgot about your crush either.  This is going to be fun.

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The night after the bake sale, you tossed and turned, unable to sleep.  Peggy’s words filled your mind and you knew she was right.   You assumed Bucky had some sort of feelings for you.  At least he did in the past according to Steve.  Why would he make so much effort to get back in your good graces if he didn’t feel something for you.   Plus he kissed you yesterday, just on the cheek, but still.  It had to mean something right?

You were set to meet up with the guys after their morning skate to wish them luck.  You would be sitting in your father’s box to watch the game.  Most of the spouses only showed up for a game every once in awhile but you were there every game.  Partly because it was your job, and partly because you loved the game so much.

After a lot of thought, you decided Peggy was right and you were going to take a chance.  You look at the jersey you were wearing taking in the Avengers logo, you’d hoped this would be enough of a hint for Bucky as to your feelings.   Wearing Bucky’s jersey would make a statement, not only to him but everyone else.  You hadn’t been this nervous in a long time.

Sitting at your desk you pick at your fingernails, the boys would be here any minute.   A soft knock on the door tells you that you were right.  “Come in”

Your two favorite men came in wearing matching grins.  They both plop down on the plush couch you kept in your office. “Well sweetheart, tell me how awesome I am so I can win this game.”

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Auston Matthews #2.4

Word count: 1156

Warnings: angst

Author’s Note: Here is the last installment of this series! Hope you enjoy i know i did!

Auston Matthews #2 | #2.2 | #2.3 | #2.4

Originally posted by nhl-ish

The game was exciting as it was supposed to be. The electricity in the crowd was electrifying. The Canucks were playing their hardest to destroy the Maple Leafs dream of making the playoffs but the boys on the Leafs would not let that happen. The game was tied 2 to 2 with 1-minute left in the third. They either needed to score or hold onto the tie till OT to get the point to qualify them for the playoffs. With 45 seconds left, Auston blasted a shot off of your recent goalie friend and Mitch was right there to blast it into the net. You heart jumped in glee You and Liz were screaming with joy on top of your lungs. You high fived everyone around you, who were equally going crazy as you and Liz. Your heart was filled with happiness as you saw the excitement on Mitch and Auston’s faces. You hated how much seeing Auston happy had an effect on you.

Usually after big games the arena hosted the families of the franchise in a party. You were waiting in this room with all the other friends and family. You saw Auston’s mom from a distance and as much as you didn’t want to talk to her you knew it was the polite thing to do. You loved her but it still hurts to think about you and Auston. “Mrs. Matthews,” you said kindly. She smiled at you warmly. She reminded you a lot of Auston. They both had a raw kindness to them, not to mention they look like each other. She gave you a warm motherly embrace. The two of you caught up on each other’s life. You felt yourself growing more nostalgic with your conversation with Auston’s mother. Of course Auston came over as you were talking to her. Which broke your promise to yourself that you wouldn’t talk to Auston again tonight. He embraced his mother with the biggest happiest loving smile on his face. Your heart wanted to melt at it but you couldn’t allow it. He turned to you and smiled a soft smile. You returned it “Good job tonight,” you praise him and then turned to go back to Liz who was now with Mitch. “wait, wait,” he said while grabbing your arm and spinning you towards him. You looked up at him waiting. “I want to talk.” he said. You tilted your head back and forth in indecisiveness, “Auston, I don’t think that is a good idea,” you told him honestly. “Please,” he desperately pleaded. He sounded amped but also desperate to talk to you. “Okay,” you unwillingly agreed. He pulled you out into the hallway. He took a moment and just stared at you. He had this weird distant look in his eyes and a small smile. “You are so beautiful,” he complimented you out of the blue. You blushed deeply. It made you angry he could still have this effect on you. “Auston,” you warned. Your tone of voice seemed to snap him back into reality. “I want you to know something,” he said softly. He grabbed your hands into his large calloused ones. You looked down at them confused on what was happening but finding comfort in the fact that your hands seemed to fit perfectly into his, like two puzzles pieces fitting together. You felt your heart being ripped out again. It was the worst this time though. You had pushed the feelings you had for him down and you had tried to move on. You thought it was possible but when Auston, did things like this it wasn’t possible to move on. You felt the frustrated tears well in your eyes. You pulled your hands back and crossed your arms in protectiveness. You didn’t look up at Auston. You were afraid to let him see what you were feeling. He brought his hand up to your chin and tilted your head up to look at him. He spoke your name softly, “I need you to know that I still love you,” he spoke kindly. Your heart stopped. Confusion filled your head. Happiness was trying to leak into your mind, but you wouldn’t allow it. You refused to get hurt by this man again. “No,” you pulled away from him creating distance between the two of you. “You didn’t fight for me. You stopped loving me when we were dating. You can’t just love me when I’m not with you. That’s not how this works,” you angrily told him. His face showed somberness. “No, I was wrong. I thought my feelings were dulling for you but they weren’t. I’m new to this. I can’t explain what happened but I can tell you what I feel now, and I know it won’t go away. Ever since I let you get out of my car 6th months ago, I’ve felt like you took a part of me. I felt like you took my happiness,” he spoke somberly. You looked at him and shook your head, “Auston, you didn’t fight for me. You had six months to come to me to make up for it. Why now?” you angrily questioned. Why was he doing this? He looked at you with a brokenness you had never seen before in the hockey player. “You deserve better. You deserve someone who knows your worth and someone who doesn’t cause you pain. I didn’t think I could be that guy,” he told you. “Then what’s changed?” you asked. “Seeing you with that goalie. The way he was flirting like you were just another girl. You aren’t just another girl. You’re the perfect girl. I know that now. I want to be the one treating you right for the rest of our lives,” he said with so much hope in it. The tears softly fell down your face for so many conflicting reasons. Hearing Auston speak these words were everything you wanted to hear, but you still felt hurt from him. You felt the pain he caused you all over again. “Auston…” you began. He took a step closer to you and grabbed your face in his hands. He gently rubbed his thumbs over your cheeks wiping away the tears. “I will never stop loving you. I was an idiot to ever think I wouldn’t love you. I will never stop showing you that if you let me. Please let me,” he sounded so raw and so confident in his words. You believed him. You knew Auston well, you knew him better then you wanted to and because of that you knew he was being honest. You nodded your head at him, letting him know you were giving him a second chance. He smiled at you and kissed you. He kissed you with love and desperateness. He was desperate to show you that he loved you because he did. He was going to keep showing you he loved you for the rest of his life.

Andre Burakovsky - Better

Originally posted by martinfrks


Could you do an Andre Burakovsky fic where Andre has a mental breakdown from the stress of Pre-season and the upcoming games and he feels like he’s slacking. This makes reader go into overdrive and she draws him a bath and takes care of him. Then let’s him talk it out while she makes food so they can eat and cuddle and watch movies. Just hella angst and fluff lol, thank you so much!!!!

Author’s Note: I’m queen of mental breakdowns lol. Enjoy!

The house was smelling fresh and clean after your two hour cleaning spree. You had just sat down when you heard Andre’s car pull in the driveway. You had grabbed your book off the table and began reading it as Andre walked in the house.

You heard Andre throw down his bag on the floor. You turned your head to see Andre leaning his head on the wall.

“Andre, are you okay, babe?” You asked dropping your book back on the table, before making your way over to his tall frame.

“I can’t do this.” He said.

“Do what love.” You said placing your hand on his back, so you could lean down and look at him.

“This.” He said shooting up and pointing towards his hockey bag than to him.

He had a crazy look in his eyes. You knew what was happened. You had many of these, during school, luckily you had Andre there. You knew that the best thing for him was to let it all out.

“Tell me.” You said calmly.

“I’m not doing as well as last year. I NEED to do better this year. I HAVE too, Y/N. The season hasn’t even started and I’m freaking out. I can’t do this. I can’t.” He cried out as he pulled at his hair.

You pulled him in for a tight hug.

“Andre, just like you said the season hasn’t started yet. You have so much to give to this team and you ARE going to be better than last year. You know why?”

“No.”

“Because, you have spent the whole summer training. You have overcome so much throughout this summer. Even coach said so. You are putting, way too much stress on yourself and you can’t do that. This team needs you, but they also need everyone else. You can not fail this team by yourself.” You said holding his face in your hands. You wiped the tears from his face, before placing a kiss to his nose making him giggle.
“You are something else.” He smiled.

“Well I try.” You sassed back. “Follow me.” You said as you grabbed his hand and lead him to the bathroom.

“What are we doing?” He asked clueless.

“Bath time.” You smiled.

“You are wonderful. How did I get so lucky.” He smiled as he got undressed and in the warm water.

“Now, You enjoy. I will be right back.” You smiled.

You made your way down the stairs to grab some food, drinks and movies. Once you had all you needed you went back upstairs and into the bedroom and placed everything in place. Once that was done you changed into a shirt of Andre’s, before grabbing a butt load of blankets.

“What are you doing?” Andre laughed as he got dressed.

“Sit.” You said pointing to his side of the bed. Andre did as you said with a smiled plastered on his face. You then took the blankets and wrapped him up until you could only see his head.

“There.” You smiled. “Now The Lost Boy’s or Encino Man?”

“I could use a laugh.” He smiled up at you.

“Encino man it is!” You said popping the movie in. “Chip.” You asked holding a chip in front of Andre’s mouth.

“Come here.” He said moving his head.

“What?” You asked moving closer to him.

“More.” He smiled.

You moved closer to his face only to feel his lips on yours.

“Better.” He smiled. “Now chip me.” He giggled.

“Dork.” You smiled.

-Julianne  

You Found Me- Auston Matthews (By Anon)

Originally posted by werenski

Ok guys so I got this submitted to me by a new anon! See so 4 days in a row! I’m working on more too so everyone should be excited! Lol! So enjoy guys! Also… Auston looks good in this GIF?

Warning: drinking, vomiting

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You waved as you watched your friends stumble into the building across the small road, giggling loudly as they disappeared into the residence hall across the street from yours. 

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why hockey is better than all other sports
  • players are cute af
  • players are tough af
  • hockey social media is on point
  • hockey players don’t give af
  • u want to see ur fave in a ridiculous christmas video? done
  • u want to see ur fave be adorable all the time? done
  • u want to see ur fave beat someone up? done
  • do u like butts? hockey butts are the best butts (pls lookup jonathan toews butt for research purposes)
  • do u like adorable accents? hockey players are from everywhere, pick any accent u like
  • hockey players usually speak more than one language and just watch them speak their native tongue cause unnnnnnnnfffffffffffff
  • hockey teams constantly post adorable videos of players doing adorable things (trivia games, actual games, singing let it go, being giant nerds, u name it, there is a video of it)
  • hockey brotps are the best brotps (toews kane, benn seguin, wilson latta, even more that i don’t know about yet)

please add ur reasons and help convince the whole world that hockey is the best

AU where bitty is on the lacrosse team and manages to keep the lax bros out of smh’s hair long enough that the boys start to get suspicious

word count: 2252

edit: part 2 here


Bitty has never been the biggest fan of confrontation. On the contrary, he spends a great deal of time avoiding most conflict these days. Even on the field, confrontation is Bitty’s mortal enemy, a fact proven by the way he freezes up and nearly passes out every time someone threatens to check him.

There is one place Bitty accepts (if not exactly welcomes) confrontation, though, and that’s in the safety of the lax house. Or, more often, the safety of the front lawn of the lax house when the pesky hockey team across the street starts trouble. Realistically, he knows his own team contributes to some of the bickering and fighting that goes on on that lawn, but more often than not it’s the hockey team who barges over uninvited to complain about this or that.

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