#matbarzal

[katgeckost]

cutie pie🫦

[mikeyreilly]

imagine mathew fucking you after she came back from collage classes🤤

you hated night labs so fucking much but sucked it up because you wanted to graduate on time. class got out at 8 and you were home at 8:15 on the dot. perks of having a shared place with mat close to campus. he was inside on the couch waiting for you. he finished practice a couple hours ago and had time to make you two some dinner, which was waiting on the stove. "hi baby," mat says. you say nothing as you climb into his lap and squeeze him tight. "class was that bad tonight?" all you could mutter was a little "mhm." mat's hands made their way on your ass giving you a light smack. "baby, you know what might help? how about i treat you like a princess tonight and help you forget about your big girl problems? you would like that wouldn't you?" you could feel him get hard under you and all you could do was smile and nod. "you're such a good little girl and so responsive too. now why don't you start grinding that sweet little cunt on my thigh, yeah?" you do as your told and you could feel yourself get wetter by the second. you know you are about to leave a huge wet mark on his sweatpants but you were too blissed out to care. "awww look at my little baby, not a single big girl thought in that brain of yours. just looking to cum," mat cooed. and that's all it took for your to reach your first orgasm that night. once you come down from your hight, he takes this opportunity to flip you two over and to take off your pants and panties. he asks "what do you want princess? my cock or my fingers?" you could barely form a coherent response but he was able to make out 'please' and 'cock'. "anything you want princess," mat replies as he pushes his cock into your dripping cunt. "fuck baby, your cunt was made for me. it's perfect, just like you." you could only moan as a response. "you're doing so good for me. squeezing me just like that. im not gonna last much longer." mat knew you were close, and so was he. "mat im gonna cum," you choke out between moans. "me too princess, wanna cum in you," mat replies back. "yes mat please, fill me up. i wanna feel you inside me." a few more thrusts and you were cumming in his arms and he was not far behind. his cum painting your insides felt like heaven and you didn't want him to pull out not, not yet at least. you two lay on the couch for a few minutes before he pulls out to clean you up and so that you can go pee. after you two clean up and change you are both down in the kitchen eating over the stove. mat is hugging you from behind and feeding you the pasta he made for the both of you, enjoying the comfortable silence. when he says, "i love you know. you are smartest girl in the world and there is nothing you can't do. im going to the proudest boyfriend in the whole world during your graduation next year." you can help but smile and blush because you have the best boyfriend in the world, "shut up you sap, i love you too."

[helloalecw]

Happy birthday Maty❤️

[ohpuckthat]

(Wish I Didn't Have To) Lie... (Mat Barzal)

A/N Inspired by the song (Wish I Didn't Have To) Lie by Catie Turner. For some reason, I like writing sad imagines with Mat so here's another one. I did change the order of certain lyrics to fit a timeline a little better. Lyrics are in italics. Hope you enjoy

I don't hate you I just hate the way I miss you And I hate the way it hits me at night

Laying in bed, mascara running down my face. Only a week before, I rushed home from Mat's apartment where he had ended our relationship. He never gave me a reason why, just that he needed some time and space. What a bullshit reason. The worst part? I don't hate him. I hate that I miss him. I hate that it's the worst when I'm alone at night. Alone with my thoughts, he was the only one on my mind.

You ruined the J-Train You ruined Fleetwood for me too I only think about the good days Know it's cause I'm scared to let go of you

Our first date ended with us on the J-Train as he made sure I would get home safe. Mat had told me he could drive me home with ease but there was something about the subway that brought me peace. We sat together and listened to music sharing my earbuds. Songbird by Fleetwood Mac came on and I lit up.

"I've never heard this song before." He smiled, looking down at me.

"Really? Here..." I restarted the song, laying my head on his shoulder.

That song later became ours. Whenever it came on, either on the radio or our phones, we would drop whatever we had going on and slow dance together. We had joked about it becoming our first dance song but as we continued to date, it became less of a joke and more a reality.

You fucked up New Jersey You fucked up the way I see myself I don't think of how you hurt me But it hurt like hell

The first game of his I went to was against New Jersey. I had met Mat at the arena prior to the game to wish him good luck. He gave me my ticket, kissed my cheek and ran back into the arena. I walked around and grabbed some dinner. By the time I was done, it was nearly game time. I made my way back to the arena and found my seat. He had me sit front row on the opposite side of the bench. Every time he skated by during warm-up, he made sure to hop into the glass in front of me.

When everything was said and done, the game had gone extremely well for the Islanders, Mat in particular. Two goals and one assist were how he ended his night. There was a penalty thrown in there as well but we could ignore that. We met in the tunnel a while after, Mat pulling me into his hold as soon as he saw me.

"Great game bub!" I called, wrapping my arms around his neck.

"Thanks, babe. Coach said that was my best game yet."

"Really? Cause it looked like you were just showing off." I winked, keeping my arms around his neck as he let me down, his hands still on my waist.

"Maybe a little. I had to do something great. Someone I love was in the crowd."

"Love?" I asked, taking a second to register what he had just said.

"Yeah, love. I love you."

"I love you too Mat."

You messed up late-night drives You messed up Target for me too I don't throw away our Polaroids I think it's 'cause I'm scared to tell the truth

It was a stressful day at work and all I wanted to do was go home, get something to drink and veg out on the couch with a mind-numbing show on in the background. As I started getting comfortable, my phone rang. I picked it up, seeing Mat's photo across the screen. I set my drink down before accepting the call.

"Hello?"

"Hey, babe. Do you have any plans for the night?"

"Nothing that can't change. Did you have something in mind?" I asked, finally sitting up.

"I sure do." I could hear the shit-eating grin through the phone.

"Do I need to dress any particular way? Or are my leggings and your sweatshirt fancy enough?"

"That is perfect attire. I'll pick you up in 5."

"I'll see you soon." I smiled, laying back on the couch.

Mat showed up in 5 minutes just as he had said. Our first stop was Target. I sat in the cart as he pushed me around. We grabbed some snacks, some drinks, and a polaroid camera. The rest of the night, we drove around before finding a lookout. We got out and sat on the trunk of his car. We ate, drank and took pictures.

"You are the best," I whispered, laying on his chest.

"I know."

"And so humble."

"Obviously." He laughed, pulling me closer.

"And you have morning skate tomorrow. We should go soon love."

"Just a little longer."

We lay there for a few more minutes in silence. We finally separated and packed up. He drove me home with the faint sound of the radio playing in the background and his hand in mine. When we arrived at my place, he parked and turned to me.

"Do you want to spend the night?"

"I do have my hockey bag in the trunk." He smiled, leaning over the console, placing his lips on mine. "I'd love to."

It's always the littlest things Sweatshirts and video games You probably don't feel the same

Walking around my apartment, I finally had the courage to pack up all of his things and things that reminded me of him. I started in my room, packing up all his sweaters and sweatpants I had stolen. I then packed up all the polaroids I had hung on the wall. My next area of attack was the living room. I pack up the blanket he would always use and some of the video games he brought over. By the end, I closed everything and hid both boxes in the back of my closet. I fell back onto the couch and grabbed my phone, opening the text thread with Mat.

Me: I have some of your things if you want them back. I can leave them just outside the door if you want. Or you can get someone to get them for you. Whatever works best for you.

I knew Mat and the boys were in New York with a game the next day. What I didn't know was the proper way to handle something like this. No relationship I was in prior to Mat had passed a few months. Mat and I had been together for 5 years. I had no clue what the process for something like this was.

Mathew: I'm just about to head into practice. I can swing by afterwards. If you want to just leave it outside the door that works with me. I'll leave your box and text you afterwards.

Me: Sounds good. Have a good practice.

After I hit send, I threw my phone off to the side, hiding my face in my hands. Why did I say that? We weren't dating anymore. I didn't need to say things like "Have a good practice" anymore. He certainly didn't want to hear that from me. I sat in a state of embarrassment for a few hours when my phone pinged again.

Mathew: I'm on my way now.

I hopped up and walked over to the closet, taking the box out. I placed it just outside the door before returning to the couch. I wrapped myself in a blanket and turned on the tv. I left my phone facing up on the couch but turned up the volume as to not hear any footsteps in the hall. What it didn't cover up was the loud knock on the door. I turned the tv off and made my way over to open the door seeing Mat on the other side.

"Hey. I left the box just there." I said, looking to the side to see the box still there.

"I know. I just wanted to see you. And..." He said, kneeling to open the box and taking out my favourite sweatshirt of his. "To give you this. You wore it way more than I ever did."

"Mat..."

"Please? I'll just end up donating it anyway. You should keep it."

"Thanks."

"I'm sorry." He blurted out, looking down at the sweater in my hands.

"Don't be. You did what you knew was best."

"Thank you Y/N. I should go but I wish you the best."

"You too, Mat. Thank you, for everything." I smiled, feeling the tears well in my eyes.

"Is a hug too weird right now?" He laughed, his eyes glossing over as well.

"I don't think so," I whispered back, opening my arms.

He stepped closer, slowly wrapping his arms around my waist. I wrapped mine around his neck, quickly squeezing him, knowing it may be for the last time.

It means I'm still in denial It's a cycle Another year flies by It means that I'm still waiting for the day you show up at my door

A whole year had passed since the break-up and yet I was still waiting for Mat to come back. We had been together for 5 years and it wasn't easy to just let him go. I knew he had moved on by the excessive stalking I had done on his social media. Every time he posted a photo with a new girl, I would delete the app for the day and pretend he was still with me.

"No mom, I'm okay."

"Wendy called me. She said all you've been doing is going to work and then going straight home."

"Well, I don't know why Wendy called you. She barely talks to me anymore. Plus, I've had some pretty tight deadlines lately.

"That doesn't mean you shouldn't go out. You're still young. You should be having fun."

"I promise once everything at work is done, I'll go out and have a drink for you. Yeah?"

"I just want to make sure you're not working yourself into the ground. I know you don't want to hear this but there will be someone after Mat."

"I know mom. Thank you."

[cowboybarzy]

in honor of Red (Taylor’s Version) look at the pic o found of mat at the red tour

[flawlessdior]

I tried doing something

[nace-nation]

He is more alive than ever😏

[happyhockeylad]

Mat over any other player wow