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[darkpurple12]

Willmack videos and quotes that keep me up at night. (literally. I should be sleeping rn but I made this instead agh I work in the morning 😭😭)

[cdee0707-blog]

Is this video meant to be a nostalgic tribute for when they break up, or what?! Why do I feel emotional watching it?

[darkpurple12]

Willmack videos and quotes that keep me up at night. (literally. I should be sleeping rn but I made this instead agh I work in the morning 😭😭)

[nhlfthallsy]

this video is circulating again and it's just sooooo important to me. mack inching just a little bit closer to will, even though there's so much room, will's soft smiles towards mack, mack's fake annoyed face, and then beaming at will. like ugh they're so married here

[darkpurple12]

Took me a long time to realize this was just the sharks vs kings game because he’s the fresh prince 😭 sharksmin think they’re so funny lmfao. Also can we get some commotion for the hair? Wsh with long hair brings me joy

[jaynejezebelle]

8/8 teams complete!

I humbly request no more future teams be allowed to use the color blue (you’re on thin ice San Jose).

[starrpfs]

influencer omega macklin who runs popular everything-omega-centric accounts across all social media. he's kind of private in that he mostly posts photos without much context, advice that's never personal, vlogs on yt with no talking, just a compilation of clips of his day with subtitles.

he posts about nesting. has gone viral multiple times for having the internet's most aesthetic nest.

he gives advice on spending heats alone. is always sponsored by sex toy brands. posts tasteful sexy brand deal mirror selfies in his new lingerie sets.

he's sought after. is constantly hounded in his comments by alphas. has a big community of omegas who defend him constantly, showering him with compliments and these he replies to but all the alphas go ignored.

and then suddenly, he posts a picture on his insta: another mirror selfie, the pleased, glowing flash of his green eyes all you can see of him as he peeks over wide, tan shoulders. the person holding him in the picture is not visible enough to place. all that can be seen of him is the back of his head (blonde messy curls, probably mussed from sleep... or sex), a thin chain looped over the back of his neck and the width of his shoulders. one of mack's arms is slung over one shoulder, and the other holds the phone taking the picture.

the internet freaks out when the internet's darling, desired omega is spotted at a san jose shark's game wearing a teal jersey with the number 2 on the back. declaring smith's ownership of him in black and white. yeah, it's not hard to put the pieces together.

hockey player alpha will smith who takes questions from the media after the game, his gaze constantly flitting off to the side, a barely concealed smug smile on his face. they ask: 'looks like you had a famous fan in the crowd cheering for you tonight, will. you're popular with the omegas, aren't you?'

will's smirk softens as he shrugs and replies: 'i don't care about all that. only need to be popular with the one that matters.'

he's looking past the cameras at mack as he says it, of course. mack who is leaning against the wall, waiting for his alpha to finish up so they can go home together. mack, who melts at will's words. will can probably scent in the air that mack's riled up from watching him play, from seeing him now - curls damp, expression serious and cheeks flushed from exertion.

the next morning, mack posts a photo on tumblr because it's where he can be his most honest and freakiest.

the photo is of him on his front in his bed. his usually neat nest looks rumpled around him. it's a provocative image for sure. because he's on his elbows and knees, that much is obvious despite the picture being cropped above the hips, his face turned toward the camera, looking over his shoulder at whoever is taking the picture with a look so dewy and serene it should be illegal. and it's obvious who is taking the picture. because there's a hand on mack's back, smoothing out the fabric of the jersey he's still wearing so it's not creased, so it's obvious: SMITH, 2.

the photo is simply captioned: number 1 fan 🤍

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wish i was more creatively inclined to create a socmed au but i'm not so here's this instead! if u are though and u wanna create something from this please do i would kiss u <3

[dreamedofyou]

Watched this latest interview with Alex Nedeljkovic and he got asked what his top all-time starting lineup would be (3 forwards and 2 d-men) if he could only pick from his current or former teammates (not just the NHL but the other leagues he played in as well) - basically, anyone he's ever played on a team with.

Just as a reminder, since the 2018/19 season Nedeljkovic has played for the following NHL teams: the Canes, the Red Wings, the Penguins and now the Sharks. So keep their rosters in mind.

His first two answers for forwards were the usual suspects: Sid and Mack.

Then he had trouble deciding on the third but this is how the conversation went from there:

1. After he got clarification that they were looking for someone who would complement Sid and Mack the best, there was absolutely NO hesitation in saying it's Will.

2. He's basically putting Will on the same level as Svechnikov - a guy who's 5 years older than Will, is undoubtedly his team's second best player (this last season he was 2nd in goals scored, trailing after 1st by only 1 goal; 3rd in points scored, trailing after 2nd only by 1 point) and literally just won a Stanley Cup with the Canes.

3. Can't talk about Will without mentioning the chemistry with Mack lmao.

Also, after he picks all five players (Sid, Mack, Will, Slavin and Mo Seider) he finishes with: "I think those five guys would be pretty hard to beat. You could put those five up against almost anybody, I think."

😌

[ruther007]

Does he not literally leans down just to get a glimpse of Mack's gummy smile? He probably doesn't even know that's his favorite thing about Mack by now. The way Mack smiles so hard at anything Smitty is saying before he can even get it all out, and they both do this thing where they lean down to really look at each other's smiles when the other says something that warrants one; they are obviously obsessed with each other's smiles and teeth. Hell, they probably stare at them all day when the other isn't looking. These guys like each other so much down to the teeth, it's baffling. I also bet it makes them wanna lean their heads on each other’s sometimes. like, “why are you so cute and funny to me?” Mack also smiles the freakiest at anything Smitty related, it’s kinda hilarious and scary at the same time. Smitty isn’t escaping any time soon, that boy is crazy about him.

[whimsysful]

Oh Whimsy OG bestie Jaydan Perron just made a comeback at Celebrini camp

yes, a return visitor to mack's hotel heart! another anon called it a "going back to your exes summer", which seems rather prophetic now that we know gabe will be joining will and leno at shoulder check.

nobody will ever know you like the boy who was your best friend for a year when you were both skinned-knee teens. before you learned to thicken your skin. sweet sixteen, and mack's practiced kissing a whole lot with his girlfriend, but it never felt like this, the rush of steel on ice, cheetah and puma on the hunt together, his best guy on his wing. teammates and linemates and billet brothers, spending every minute of every day together. they called him puma because it was catchy, because mack was cheetah, hockey loves a corny bit, but secretly mack thought jayden was more like a golden retriever. cheerful, easygoing, friendly. the kind of locker room guy that mack knew he himself would never be. mack could grab the room when he tried, but it was grudging, sometimes, forced, often, and because of his hockey first, always. (golden retrievers were cheetahs' emotional support animals, at zoos. mack knew dada hadn't meant it that way, when he'd hand-picked jayden as mack's billet roommate, he'll be good for you, macklin, you need a locker room guy like him, remember, balance is important; but sometimes it felt like being the last kid picked, needing his daddy to find him a custom best friend.)

but then it had ending up being good, really good. maybe even better than eisy back at shattuck, which felt disloyal to think, but mack's never been able to stop himself from comparisons. and then mack had gone off to boston, dropped the spots for a terrier's growl, and there had been the draft, and everything had changed. they'd still text, from time to time; close friends and finsta comments and replies; but it wasn't the same as drowsy eyed drives to early morning skate, slinging their gear bags together in the back of helene's car, chipper runs and cellies on ice and the rush of feeding the puck to your guy. and then there had been the national, for mack but not for jayden, and that had been another blow. and there had been will, of course. nothing and nobody could compare to will. sometimes mack thinks that every friendship he's ever had was in preparation for will, same way you gotta practice your shot a few thousand times before it takes. a deeply unfair thought, to himself and his boys; but mack can't help it.

and how do you think he feels now, twenty and all grown up (except not at all, except half the time mack feels like he's still that gangly oversized kid, too big for his skin), reuniting with his best guy who's no longer his best guy? jayden, who did end up getting drafted, but not til the third round; jayden, still in the ncaa, a junior year transfer; jayden, who never did get that growth spurt he'd dreamed of and hoped for. and mack, as macklin celebrini, and everything that entails, these days. do you think mack is thrilled to see his old best friend again, thrilled to try their old chemistry back on for size, but it doesn't quite fit? stretch marks on their friendship, from time and distance and age, growing tight. and maybe it's bc of will and maybe it's bc of hockey and maybe it's just bc mack is no longer sixteen, but any way you cut it, it's just another thing to tuck away in the back of his locker. just another thing to skate through. so mack does, and then he showers, and then he goes home and facetimes will.

below the cut: some more pictures of cheetah and puma from back in their old hunting days, bc chicago steel-era mack makes me feel very soft. just a kid! tall for his age, and big to boot! always hunched over bc his head and his hands were too big for his body. so so young and already so talented.

[skz-fins]

Wenny said he can't (won't) choose between Mack and Will for who the better babysitter is because they are two peas in a pod.

Ned mixes up their names when telling a tory about them, as if they are blurred together in his mind.

Cat says she would think something is wrong or someone is sick if either Will or Mack shows up to her house without the other.

Goody associates Will's face with him asking where Mack is.

Toff says they need each other.

Everyone on the team knows they are a bonded pair that should not be separated.

[heyitsaxelhere]

Celebrating an Anniversary ♥️

1.1 Bonus

2 Mack's Post (both are almost done and I'll link them after)

[brinimacks]

“we are so jealous” - the rest of the nhl

“better than banana bread” - will smith

[lovethelittlerthings]

Did I see that right?? The last 3 games of the regular season are in the tank??? Oh this gonna be the most thrilling playoff race we will ever get oml- I'm guessing fan appreciation night is also the last game? Oh man I can already imagine how the whole season turns out and it ends with us in the playoffs, trust.

[reveurciel]

“i think the longer you play with someone, the longer you’re with someone [...]"

it would be pretty funny if macklin is just testing the waters here, seeing how people will react, seeing if anyone actually picks up on what he’s saying.

and then years from now, after they won a stanley cup, and mack and will each upload a separate picture of them hoisting the cup together with no caption, the comments are filled with teammates, close friends, and family members, ranging from red heart emojis to “so proud of you two” to “the best duo" to "couldn't be happier for you both"; people start looking back.

they look back at all the instagram photos that somehow always ended up being just the two of them. they rewatch old interviews and realize they’ve been calling whatever they have a relationship or a partnership this entire time. they notice how every clip of them together ends with them looking at each other like nobody else exists. they stitch together clips every time mack immediately went after the guy who knocked will down. they made compilations of how will always handled their smelling salts like it was some sacred little ritual only the two of them understood.

fans start connecting all the restaurants they’ve gone to over the years and realize half of them are places couples always recommend, that they’ve been hosting thanksgiving and christmas at their shared home ever since mack became captain. someone pointed out that the dog showing up in the wags’ instagram stories is actually theirs.

people also find out mack has been at practically every smith family gathering, even showing up to grace’s wedding as will’s plus one. meanwhile, will has spent every summer in vancouver with the celebrinis, going fishing, skating with the brothers, watching charlie’s practices with mack.

and finally someone catches a blurry picture frame at the bottom of the screen during mack’s (and will's) home tour content for architectural digest after they win the cup. they zoom in just enough to make out the photo: will and mack, shoulder to shoulder, huge smiles, their dog sitting between them.

and everyone sort of goes, how did we not figure this out? how did we not see it from the very beginning?

[smittysgmail]

imagine telling stressed bu mack that the guy behind him in the bc jacket is who ends up being his comforter

[darkpurple12]

IVE NEVER SEEN THIS?!?!? He’s trying not to smile so hard but failing terribly I am so endeared rn

[saturninesouls]

will had only meant to grab his load and get back upstairs before the game started. instead, he was standing in his kitchen now, staring at the soft pile of white cotton that was definitely not his.

a little stack of panties. each one embroidered in delicate red script with a day of the week.

monday. tuesday. wednesday. thursday. friday. saturday. sunday.

he turned the wednesday pair over in his hands, thumb brushing the tiny red letters. the fabric was still warm from the dryer, and beneath the clean laundry scent was something else—something sweet and heady that made his alpha hindbrain sit up and pay attention. mack’s scent. his pretty omega neighbor from 4b. the one with the soft laugh, the oversized hoodies that never quite hid the curve of his hips, and the way his eyes flicked away shyly whenever they passed each other in the hall.

will’s jaw tightened. fuck.

he should go knock on mack’s door right now. apologize. return them. maybe make a joke about the laundromat gremlins. but his feet didn’t move. instead he lifted the wednesday pair closer, inhaling slowly. the omega’s slick had left a faint, lingering trace here—warm vanilla and honeyed musk that went straight to his cock. his knot throbbed at the thought of mack wearing these, the fabric nestled against that pretty cunt, getting damp as the day went on.

a low growl built in his chest.

he was still standing there, half-hard and conflicted, when a tentative knock sounded at his door.

“um… will?” mack’s voice, soft and embarrassed. “i think there was a mix-up with the machines again. i… i have some of your boxers.”

will’s gaze dropped to the pile on his counter, then to the very obvious tent in his own sweats. he adjusted himself quickly, grabbed the stack, and opened the door.

mack stood there in an oversized t-shirt and tiny sleep shorts, holding a small bundle of will’s black boxer-briefs. his cheeks were already flushed pink, eyes wide when he spotted his own panties cradled in will’s large hand.

“oh my god,” mack whispered, mortified. “you… you have my—”

“yeah.” will’s voice came out rougher than he intended. he stepped aside, letting mack in. the omega’s scent bloomed stronger in the confined space of the apartment, mixing with will’s own alpha musk until the air felt thick. “laundry gremlins got us both.”

mack reached for the stack, but will didn’t let go right away. their fingers brushed. a spark jumped between them.

“i should… give them back,” will said, even as his grip tightened. his gaze dropped to the way mack’s thighs pressed together, the faint shine of fresh slick already starting to slick those smooth inner thighs.

mack’s breath hitched. “you…you smelled them, didn’t you?”

will didn’t deny it. instead he lifted the thursday pair, letting the embroidered edge brush mack’s cheek. “hard not to. you smell like dessert, baby.”

the pet name slipped out. mack’s pupils blew wide, a soft omega whimper escaping before he could stop it.

will’s control snapped.

he backed mack against the closed door, caging him in with his bigger body. one hand slid down to cup mack’s ass through those tiny shorts, fingers teasing the damp seam. “tell me to stop and i will. but these—” he held up the stolen panties, voice dropping to a growl, “—have been driving me fucking crazy for the last ten minutes.”

mack’s head tipped back against the door, exposing the long line of his throat. his scent was pouring out now, sweet and needy.

“don’t stop,” he breathed. “alpha… please.”

will’s mouth crashed down on his in a hungry kiss as he shoved a hand into mack’s shorts, finding him already soaked. the stolen panties dropped to the floor, forgotten for the moment—except will already knew he wasn’t giving back every pair tonight.

not when mack was this wet for him.