Claire ⭐️

18 | mdni | Canes fan | she/her/hers

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Introduction!

Hello I am Claire, I’m 18 and a freshman in college! I’m a Carolina hurricanes fan, I love Lana Del Rey and Kevin Abstract, and stardew valley!

I am fairly new to this so I am honestly willing to write for any NHL player, except those who visited T**** after USA won gold at the Olympics! I’m also into tennis and will write some tennis fics probably!

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LETS GO CANES

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Never have I ever read fanfic while I was in the same room as my friends

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who up being shame’s only daughter

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Macklin Celebrini x reader

This is an idea about Mack and a reader who plays Animal Crossing: New Horizons. I got the idea from a tiktok I saw the other day. Enjoy!

Just fluff

You two were in bed, winding down before actually going to sleep. He was scrolling on his phone, laughing at stupid Instagram memes, and you had your Nintendo Switch out, playing Animal Crossing: New Horizons. You had been really into the game lately, racking up a few more hours than you’d like to admit. How could anyone blame you? You had your island to attend to! You had to help out Tom Nook, Timmy, and Tommy on this deserted island! You were fishing, and caught a rare fish for the first time, a tuna! You let out a little squeak, unable to contain your excitement. Macklin jumped a little bit, slightly scared by your outburst, as he turned to you with a little smirk. “What was that about?” he asked. “Sorry, I just caught a tuna!” you excitedly said, turning the screen to show him. Macklin had no idea what he was looking at, he didn’t play much Animal Crossing. Nevertheless, he congratulated you and gave you a gentle high five. 

You continued to play through the night, eventually laying down, propping your switch on an iPad holder, with the controllers under the covers, so as to stay warm. As usual, you fell asleep before Macklin did. It wasn’t your fault that his presence was so comforting, you felt more at home with his warmth radiating your way under the covers than you had anywhere else. He turned his head from his phone, checking on you before he put down his phone for the night. When he noticed you were asleep, he gently reached under the covers and took the controllers out of your cold hands, and took the switch screen out of its holder. After setting them down on the bedside table, he got under the covers completely and pulled you close, kissing your head and whispering “I love you.” Before entirely going to sleep, he grabbed your cold hands and enclosed them in his big hands, warming them up. Even though he didn’t totally understand your obsession with Animal Crossing, he would still be willing to move into a deserted island with you, sleep on a cot next to you, and collect cherries for a little creature called Tom Nook.

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Hey y’all I promise I’ll write something again soon haha, I’ve been crammed up the butt with schoolwork. Cons of studying stem

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Go Duke ☺️🙏 genuinely though I really hope Duke wins this year EVERYONE HOP ON THE BOOZ CROOZ

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Sidney Crosby taking care of sick!fem!reader <3

Hey guys I'm back! This week is my spring break so I am kind of busy, but I am working on these stories during what free time I have! If you like this, consider following me and even commenting on this post! I am new here and would love to make some new friends! Anywho, this drabble is just over 500 words, I hope you enjoy!

Warnings: fluff, pet names, Sidney being a man, nothing else tho tbh

After coming home early from work and laying down immediately, you woke up when you heard Sidney coming in the front door. “Sid? Is that you?” you asked, barely coherent. You had entirely forgotten that he was coming over that day. 

“Hey kid, I’m home, what’s up?” Sidney called out, immediately clocking that something was off with you. Once he reached the couch and saw what state you were in, he melted. Seeing you with your work clothes on, hair still up, glasses discarded with your purse on the ground, hurt him. He couldn’t even care that your shoes were on the couch, he saw what pain you were in. 

“Hey hon, let's get you to the bed, shall we?” he softly asked, and swept you into his arms once you gave him a weak nod. He carried you all the way to the bedroom with a care that you hadn’t felt from anyone ever. You were still sort of early into dating Sidney, but he showed that he was a gentleman the moment you met him. 

He helped you get into your pajamas and insisted you lay in bed while he made you some tea and chicken noodle soup. You protested at first, but eventually gave into being taken care of and doted on by your boyfriend. He brought you your laptop, phone, glasses, books, and turned the TV on to a quiet channel you liked, one of those old quilting shows. After bringing you your food, Sidney went straight into the bathroom connected to your room to change into some pajamas he had left there before. You were slightly shocked that he was climbing into bed with you, interrupting his rigid routine, just to be with you. With his big hands, he gently felt your forehead, making sure you weren’t burning up. “Feeling any better now, hon?” he asked, as he brought his hand down, tracing your jawline. You leaned into his touch, “yeah, a little bit. I’m glad you’re here, Sid,” you gave him a small smile, which would have made Sidney’s knees go weak if he was not already sitting down. 

You and Sid stayed still for a few hours, him reading his book and checking on you every so often, and you trying to stay awake enough to do some sudoku. You opened your eyes slowly and turned to him, “y’know what would be crazy,” you began to say, knowing that he already knew what you were going to propose. “Wanna order food?” He basically finished your sentence for you. “How did you know? I’ve been wanting to try out that new salad place near here,” you said, actively pulling up your DoorDash account. “Oh, woman. You really know how to get me.”

Sidney was always calling you names like that, it made you feel mature, adult, real. He added his order to yours, and put in his card details, and y’all got the food in just under an hour. 

The normal routine of your apartment had changed that evening, getting in bed at 6:30, eating dinner in bed, and having Sidney there to take care of you was not a luxury that you indulged in often, but when he was there and you could turn off your brain, it was nice. Although you still felt ill, with a headache and some beginnings of a cough, you had Sidney there and knew that you would be alright.

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happy international women's day to my favourite woman <3

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Getting married to Sidney Crosby

Hello fam this is so short that I can't even call this a drabble, so I'll call it an idea. This is getting married to Sidney Crosby. Pure fluff. Enjoy.

It was the most magical night of your life. Surrounded with friends and family, a beautiful venue, and most of all, your soon to be husband, Sidney. You wore a beautiful white dress made of silk and lace, a long, trailing veil, and white heels to match. As you walked down the aisle, Sidney was at the altar with tears in his eyes, trying to keep his composure while watching the love of his life approach him, ready to legally bind their love. The smile on your face grew with every step closer to your future. Once you approached the altar and made eye contact with Sidney, you couldn’t help but giggle. Something about the way he towered over you combined with his broad shoulders in his dark blue tuxedo made you blush more than you ever thought you could. You got through the vows with minimal tears shed between the two of you. Once you said “I do,” and the officiant said that Sid may kiss his bride, he took you in his arms, leaned you back, and planted a firm but adoring kiss on your lips. The small crowd of friends and family stood and applauded, not a dry eye in the venue. You walked back down the aisle, arm in arm, now as husband and wife. The first thing you said to Sidney as his wife was “wow, that was crazy.” Neither of you could really believe that you were actually married now, locked in for life. 

The reception and dinner went as smoothly as any family event can, but you and Sid were thrilled to be going to your shared hotel suite, the honeymoon room. When you closed the door, there was no rush to get on each other, you had the rest of your lives to do that. Neither of you could wipe the giant smiles off your faces, just so happy that you tied the knot at last. Sidney helped you unzip your reception dress and placed it back on the hanger, and you helped him untie his bowtie, unbutton his starched button down shirt, and you two climbed into the hotel bed for the first time ever as a married couple. You turned on the TV, but the show you started turned into background noise as you couldn’t stop looking at your husband. The night turned into a fit of kisses, giggles, and “oh my gosh, I can’t believe this is real,” and other similar statements. 

Love y'all pls let me know if you have requests!!

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Ok lowkey no post from me today either I was traveling lol

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No fic from me today I’m hella busy with schoolwork!

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The Award, Macklin Celebrini x Tennis player!reader

Hey hey hey party people I am back. Here is a drabble about attending an award show type thing with Mack. Also, thank you for the love on my previous post! I love reading fics, and I had so many ideas that I felt bad sending in so many requests to existing writers haha, so I decided I might as well do my own!

Warnings: very Canadian, established relationship, Mack is so cute

(I also am taking requests if you would like to see something! I am a full time uni student so do keep that in mind if I don't get to it immediately!)

You were standing in front of the hotel mirror with your boyfriend hovering behind you as you both got ready for the Canadian Athlete Award Ceremony. Both of you were up for the Northern Star Award, given to the top Canadian athlete each year. Him for his wildly successful rookie season in hockey with the San Jose Sharks, and you for your superstar season in tennis, where you became the first Canadian to win at Roland-Garros. You two liked to keep your relationship private, but not secret, choosing to attend the ceremony together as a rare public appearance. 

As you put on your necklace, he clearly struggled with his tie. You turned to him, “having trouble with that?” you gently asked, “here, let me help you.” With your gentle hands, you popped his collar and began tying the teal tie, with almost as much focus as you had on the court. Once you were done, he made a final adjustment, grabbed his jacket and your purse, and let out a meek “shall we?” trying to conceal his nerves. 

The car ride was nerve wracking, but the silent reassurance of Mack’s presence made it all okay. As you two got out of the car that the awards board sent for you, the camera flashes immediately overwhelmed both of you. You grabbed his hand and plastered on a smile as you walked faster to escape the cameras. As soon as you got in the doors, you sighed and looked at him, “glad to be out of there,” you let out with a chuckle. Macklin sighed and ran his hand through his hair, looking down in the way that made you blush every time without fail. He leans in and gives you a quick peck on the lips, like one last confidence boost before you walk into the ballroom. 

The ballroom is electric, the lights are dimmed, the tables set up beautifully, and packed with iconic Canadian athletes. You and Mack shared a quick look, and silently agreed that this was the time to fan out. You intentionally took the long route to your assigned table, staring in awe at all the sports legends that you both looked up to your entire lives. Wayne Gretzky even knew you guys by name, at which you and Macklin squealed and jumped up and down. 

Once you finally made it to your table, you waited impatiently for the Northern Star Award to be announced. 

Mack was squeezing your hand reassuringly when the emcee unsealed the envelope. “And the Northern Star Award goes to… Y/N!”

The crowd erupted into cheers, and it didn’t process in your brain for a few seconds. Mack was the first to stand up, giving you a tight hug before gently coaxing you to walk to the stage to accept the award. Once you accepted the award, your cheeks were flushed and Macklin was waiting back at the table, smiling even wider than you. He didn’t care that he hadn’t won the award, because at the end of the day, he won having you as his girlfriend. 

Back at the hotel, Macklin couldn’t stop staring at you with admiration. As he helped you unzip your dress and take off your shoes, he kept telling you how proud he was. “Y’know, you’re still my favorite Canadian athlete,” you said as you drifted off to sleep. He giggled and kissed the top of your head, and you two fell asleep tangled together, knowing that you both won every night you got to sleep in the same bed, regardless of trophies. 

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Hello people! This is my first actual post, just a little drabble of Macklin being soft with his girlfriend who likes to read!

This is just fluff, with a lil kiss in there. Enjoy!

Mack was already in bed when you climbed in, wearing just a ratty old tank top and sleep shorts, book in hand. Like clockwork, you put your glasses on, pulled the duvet over your legs and leaned against your pillow, opening your book and beginning to read. Mack was on his phone, watching highlights from his latest game against the Carolina Hurricanes, where he got two goals. He slowly put down his phone and turned his head to look at you. He didn’t mean to be creepy, but how couldn’t he? He had the most beautiful woman ever casually sitting right next to him! He was lucky. Actually, luck didn’t even begin to describe the joy he felt knowing that you’re his, and he’s yours. You felt his eyes on you, so you read to the end of the paragraph then closed your book and held it on your lap, using your index finger as a bookmark for the time being. “What are you staring at,” you said with a soft giggle. Mack thought he’d fold right then and there, he loved when you laughed. “Nothing,” he tried to cover up, but he knew you saw right through him. You bookmarked your page with a Polaroid photo of you and him, dressed up for a fancy dinner, and then turned your body to be parallel with his. Mack was blushing, “you’re just so smart, how did I luck out with you,” he beamed. It was now your turn to blush, and you put your hands up and hid behind them. He carefully held your wrists and lowered your hands, locking eyes, and giving you that sheepish smile that drew you to him initially. “I love you Mack,” you almost whispered as you leaned in to give him a quick kiss on his plump lips. As you pulled away, he returned the gesture, “I love you more than anything,” he said, feeling like a knight in shining armor holding his princess that he would protect with every fiber in his body.

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Punchhhhhhhhhhh lil monkeyyyyyyyyyyy he loves his toy sm

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The San Jose Sharks' rising superstar called his pops as he waited at the San Francisco airport for his flight bound for New York, where the charter awaited to take the Canadian men's Olympic hockey team to Italy.

Among other things, the lad had a question. One revealing the youngster's concern and need for the comforting assurance of his father.

"They wouldn't bring me all that way," Macklin asked, "not to play me, right?"

an extract from macklin’s dad latest interview😭😭😭😭😭😭 we should all just die😭😭 Ju he’s just a baby😭😭

this + the dada phenomenon