your boy - bluecanvastotebag / @bluecanvastotebag (M, 32k)
We enjoy their portrayal in this fic because frankly, Mack is a bit scummy and unlikeable and unhinged, which is extremely entertaining reading. Plotwise, this is like The Next Next One for Willmack, in that it follows Will after San Jose has won the cup and he’s moved on from Macklin and away from the Sharks (has he really tho? #pining). There’s wistfulness and flashbacks and we love a dysfunctional Will Smith Hockey and a dysfunctional Macklin Celebrini Hockey. Crazy girl Mack is TRULY so special to me, if you have more of this type of Macklin, our box is WIDE open. If you haven’t liked Willmack previously because you are not a Sharks fan and dislike their boyband energy, this genuinely might make you a convert! And if you’re already a Willmack then get on this shit.Â
Landlessness - hannah_baker (T, 65k)
McStrome tiny house AU. It sounds like crack but it’s really not because the core fact of “Connor 0is never happy” is in full force here, even though neither of them play hockey. It’s about being completely lost as a twenty-something year old. It’s about the compromise required for every McStrome fic where they end up together and this one is both hard earned and in character. Hannah_baker’s crack is always pure. Trust. Â
seventeen nineteen twenty-eight by caphit / @95flex (E, 131k)
Leon Draisaitl x Dylan Strome. Okay wait, wait, just hold on, walk with us here. Yes we know this is 131k words of a pairing with 5 fics and it’s the longest fic in the winner’s room tag. But trust, you will leave this saying, “I NEED more Draistrome” (and also “I need more winner’s room"). You will become a convert. The universe crafted around the winner’s room is so excellent and realistic, I genuinely forgot that it wasn’t a real thing in the NHL (yet, I guess). The premise is that Leon asks for Dylan in the winner’s room and there are 131k of words to unravel all that. Connor haunts this narrative like a fucking ghost and if you’re a fan of either McStrome or McDrai or good literature, this will scratch some kind of itch in a place you didn’t even know you had. The internal monologues are well captured. The sex scenes are good and also really do advance the plot (it’s like what people say about Heated Rivalry, but it might be longer tbh). Heartwrenching. Tears shed. Oh my God please read it.Â
River for the Sea - LoveLeah / @love-leah (E, 39k)
There’s something so pure about Travis’ homophobia here, in that it’s untainted by hate. It sold me on NolPat. You can tell it was written by an English major, both because it’s about an English grad student, and because every chapter ends with a poem, and I’ve reread the poems every week, and I’ll do it again next week. Basically, college hockey player Travis gets a one-off tutoring session with grad student Nolan. They’re both believable as people who are friends, and you believe in Travis’s struggle from getting over himself internally first for the sake of their friendship, then for Nolan, then for himself. Everything he does is for Nolan. Loyal dog Travis unlearning homophobia for his boybestie makes me go woof woof woof.Â
ask not - litaf1101 / @litafordvsferrari (E, 31k)
The plot sequel to the PWP that is boy blue (which you don’t have to read to read this part but it’s good!). Another Willmack future fic, wherein Will is instead the completely unhinged one, which is not to say that Macklin is hinged, by any means, but one of them has to be the crazy one and Will’s putting in the hours this time. They both win the cup, which sends Will into a post-partum depression over the summer at the age of 31. The treatment of Rick Celebrini in this one got me hooked on Rick being the unwitting third in Willmack’s relationship henceforth. The resolution feels so good in this one because the conflict feels so good, because you REALLY feel Will’s pain and self-sabotage in this one.Â
The Next Next One - yourblues (M, 71k)
Second list on this blog, second opportunity to sell you this, if you haven’t already read it. The quiet sadness that comes from longterm no-contact McStrome makes this a rare instance where the miscommunication trope feels earned. The otters slumming it out in the Six (7, hand movement) feels truly like home. It’s my love, it’s my life, we reference every single day, you can only read it once for the first time in your life, which is the worst thing about it. I would do anything for a third yourblues McStrome.Â