the official hockey masterlists! they've been a long time coming, but i wasn't originally planning on writing so much hockey fic lol. it’s been a fun, wild year of fic! i did my best to capture everything i’ve written, but if there’s something that’s not on here let me know and i’ll add it in ☺️
if i’ve written two or more fics, he gets a masterlist, otherwise i’m just going to link to the fic or headcanon or blurb on this post
i hope you guys have as much fun reading these fics as i did writing them! 🤍
andrei svechnikov (pt. 2)
mat barzal
brady skjei
martin necas
william nylander
gunnar’verse
sidney crosby
miscellaneous players
tyler seguin
champagne buzz down to my toes* (12.1k)
new year’s eve in las vegas gets out of hand when you meet tyler, a gorgeous stranger in the club
where reality has long been forgotten (6.2k) cherry clifford had 10 years to heal from her relationship with tyler seguin. turns out that wasn’t long enough and her world is thrown off its axis when she sees him again in the er at mass general
cole caufield
four weddings and a funeral (11.4k) it’s the summer of weddings and just as you’re dreading going solo to them, your brother’s best friend, cole caufield, offers to be your date. it’s the perfect solution, too bad you’ve been madly in love with cole for years and your heart can’t seem to grasp the concept of a fake date.
brock boeser
you look like you love me* (2.7k) you’re nothing but the nanny for brock’s daughter until one night all the lines get blurred
matthew tkachuk
giddy up* (1k) you watch matty compete in the saddle bronc competition at the calgary stampede
sean durzi
don’t you want me like i want you baby? (5.5k) lizzie arnold decides to surprise her best friend for christmas, but she could never have imagined how the holiday season would shake out
mikko rantanen
no one’s ever had me, not like you* (15k) Rainey Lewis is stuck in a life that’s not bringing her much joy. Enter Dallas Stars’ forward Mikko Rantanen to turn everything on its head
I’m just imagining Squeaks encouraging Mat to be hot and fight more, and he’s out here in Chicago taking it to heart for his girl 🫶
xo 🦢 (he’s so hot I need to bite him)
(no okay he really is so biteable???) (enforcer mat is my favorite mat 🥵)
“these nobody assholes keep running into him,” you scowl, angrily shaking out a t-shirt and folding it into a neat square. “they’re going to hurt him and it’s not going to impact those talentless hacks, but schaefs is special and he’s just a kid!”
“scotty’s stepping up,” mat replies, gathering an armful of his clothes from the closet. “we’re all going to make sure nothing happens to the kid”
you frown at your husband, watching him fold his clothes and settle them in his suitcase. “i think i should be allowed out there to hit people with the zamboni when they even think about hitting him,” you huff, rolling up a pair of sweatpants
mat laughs at you, a grin stretching his face. “you’re cute when you go all mama bear. do you get like this when i’m on the ice?”
“no,” you deadpan. “i just love when giant, inconsequential idiots ram you into the boards. of course i freak out when you get hit! what kind of stupid question is that?”
“sorry, baby,” mat keeps grinning, skirting around the bed to kiss your cheek and palm your ass in a move that he’s basically patented. “i’ll make sure we both stay upright and unhurt”
“you can’t promise that,” you grumble, leaning back against mat’s chest. “but you have to make sure schaefs isn’t hurt. i couldn’t stand seeing him injured and missing time.”
you’re always worried about mat getting hurt on the ice, but the addition of matthew schaefer to your household and your lives just makes that worry even more amplified. he’s just a kid and he’s already dealt with a season ending injury and more. you just want him to be able to enjoy his first nhl season, happy and healthy
“i’ll step up,” mat promises you, kissing the back of your neck. “anyone touches schaef, i’ll make them regret it”
mat’s voice is deep and rumbly and you press your thighs together, turned on. after your finish packing, you’re definitely jumping his bones
the kids (talia and schaef) are in the basement, the 18 year old being a real angel and playing with talia’s new toys from christmas to keep her distracted and entertained. he’s such a good kid.
“good,” you murmur. “talia and i would both be upset if he got hurt. and,” you giggle lightly, mat’s fingers trailing up your spine, “you’re really hot when you fight. so, it’s a win win”
“yeah?” mat lets his teeth scrape over your shoulder, making you shiver. “do i get rewarded for every fight im in?”
you hum. “extra rewards for the fights you win, too”
“i like that deal,” mat turns your chin so he can kiss you soundly on the lips, your body melting into him and a whine working its way out of your throat when he pulls away. “gotta finish packing and then we can have some fun”
“family friendly,” you huff, breathlessly. “schaefs promised talia we would all watch frozen together before you guys leave”
mat groans slightly - frozen has been on a a major rotation in the house, thanks to the martin girls introducing talia to the disney princesses - but shakes it off and grimaces. “it’s fine, it’s cool. any way to spend time with my girls before a week away”
they’re playing at home tomorrow - the 27th - and then will be away in columbus and chicago until the 30th. back just in time for new year’s eve.
you reach for a sweatshirt and nestle it on top of the clothes you’ve already packed, catching mat’s eye.
“hey,” his eyebrows draw together, “is that my stuff? i’m already packing a bag?”
you grin widely, unashamed, “it’s schaefs’ bag. he likes your style for some reason so i figured i’d pack some of your stuff for him to borrow”
mat rolls his eyes at you and you giggle when he mutters something about little brothers
you resist the urge to remind him that he was once the team’s little brother too. you know mat doesn’t mean it and he’ll protect matt on and off the ice
the fight in chicago three days later proves you right, even if mat does give you a heart attack while you watch!
how long into the relationship did nova and sid meet eachothers families?
oh i love this and i probably should name nova’s parents and her brothers lol
but anyway, it takes a while for them to introduce each other to their families because even though they’re together by the end of the season, the relationship is still really new and just a little bit rocky as they go into training camp and the new season
(both sid and nova have a lot of behaviours to unlearn in relationships and are actively working on them)
nova never even tells her parents that she’s dating sid because 1. her dad is a huge pens fan, season tickets, the whole shebang and she doesn’t want to worry about his reactions and 2. she’s the youngest and only girl after four brothers and they always freak out on the guys that she dates
their first summer together is interesting because nova does tell her parent she’s seeing someone, just because she keeps disappearing and cancelling plans with them or her brothers to hang out with sid when he’s in pittsburgh. because he definitely goes home to see his parents and train, but nova doesn’t visit him in canada. and then their first fall together they’re still trying to figure it out
at some point before everyone meets each other, there’s a period where sid and nova are fighting and nova’s dad invites her to a game because he’s got the second seat in the arena and it’s her turn to come join him or her brothers all couldn’t go and nova’s like “ugh fine yeah i’ll come” even if privately she’s like 😒🙄 i don’t want to watch that jerkoff play. but she can’t tell her dad that she’s beefing with the first line center or that he ghosted her for a chunk of last year
nova’s parents end up meeting sid first and totally by accident. all four of them are in the grocery store, probably in late november/early december. nova stays at sid’s place sometimes and they’re grocery shopping when they run into her parents in the dairy section. and it’s like the spider-man meme where they’re all pointing at each other. except at first, they don’t recognize nova, instead focusing on sid and her dad’s like “wow, sid, great game the other day” etc. and when nova pops up with the gallon of milk, she freezes
her mom and dad are like jaw dropped shock and later, sid’s going to ask her why she didn’t tell them that she was dating him and nova will point to the jaw dropped expressions (low key this causes a tiny fight too even if sid gets it)
her parents are perfectly polite to sid but they also freak out on nova later, worried about what sid’s lifestyle and public profile will do to nova. they don’t love that he’s 11 years older than her, even if they think sid’s a good person from what they know about him
(solidifies for nova that she can never tell them what their first year of knowing each other is like, they’ll hate sid)
she swears that they’re doing okay and that she can handle sid’s profile and that he does what he can to keep her and their relationship private. which he does.
she also makes them promise they won’t tell her brothers and that they can meet sid properly for dinner or something.
(they do, and they love him, honestly. doesn’t stop them from being worried about nova)
sid’s parents meet nova next, when they’re in town for some games. post christmas for sure. neither one of them wants to do the whole holiday meet and greet thing because it feels like too much pressure. but during february? the all star break with sid participating, that feels like lower stakes
sid introduces nova to his parents in a more normal way than stumbling upon them in the grocery store, so it already feels like a win. his mom loves her immediately and they spend the weekend getting to know each other, meeting up for breakfasts and walks around whichever city the all star game is in. his dad is also on board with the relationship when nova starts spouting stats from the season, offering up her opinion on the special teams
(they’re both also aware that sid’s coming down to his last few years of playing and want him to be in a good place to start a family maybe and nova seems good for sid from their perspective, so they’re happy as long as sid is happy)
nova’s brothers and sid’s sister all find out towards the end of the season - texts and calls and now that they’re on more solid footing after officially dating for a full year, sid and nova are more comfortable announcing the relationship to their families
the general consensus from nova’s brothers is “YOU’RE dating SIDNEY CROSBY? 🤯” because like, that’s their baby sister and they just view her as this tiny feral animal that they used to bully growing up and not a woman that could land a literal hockey god, and then the immediate “we want to meet him”
the brothers are super protective over nova - grilling sid on if he has a girl in every city (he doesn’t, obviously) and what his intentions are with their sister (forever, ideally) - and then when they start to get along, they roast the shit out of her in front of sid and he always sticks up for her and defends her, which also passes a test of theirs
(the one thing sid can’t defend nova on is when they tease her for all the hair shedding and when she leaves hair on the shower walls. sid will absolutely chime in on how many vacuums nova’s hair has broken and how gross unclogging the drain is. but he does defend her cheating at board games bc he’s always on her team and he likes to win. he also defends the glass of water graveyard on her night table and the obsessive purchasing of fuzzy blankets for their bed and couches)
nova’s oldest brother is only two years younger than sid, so it’s a little bit of an awkward meet, but they all do eventually get along well. sid likes having brothers-in-law because it kind of feels like a big locker room when they all get together, and he especially likes seeing nova with her nieces and nephews
(watching sid with her nieces and nephews is a test of strength for nova because he’s SO good with kids and looks SO hot with toddlers hanging off of his arms and back. she’s absolutely going to make that man a father one day)
Hiiiii I absolutely love love love ur work!!! Have we ever discussed travelling with Willy, ace, Gunnar, the dogs the suitcases like the works? What does it look like? Night flight? Day flight? Does Alex fly with them to help out or fend for yourselves lol how’s Gunnar on the plane sleeping since he’s such a good baby or a tougher time as he gets older
🎡annon (is that one free lol)
hi omg thank you, welcome to the chaos of my inbox 🥺 and the emoji’s all yours!! 🤍
i have another blurb floating around in my drafts about traveling with gunnar, but i can keep talking about this little family all day lol
he’s definitely a chill baby for the most part and when he does get fussy, all it really takes is a boob or bottle in the mouth to get him to relax. or he gets walked up and down the aisles by willy - who is happy to do it because he gets antsy sitting still too long too. it’s both the hottest and cutest thing to watch him walk up and down the aisles, rubbing gunnar’s back and watching gunnar snuggle into willy’s neck
going through the airport, willy’s always in charge of the bags (usually an obscene amount because you end up going back to sweden and on vacation for basically the whole summer) and you get the babies. the littlest is always strapped to your chest and the others are in a stroller. but you also don’t have to worry too much about traveling with gunnar because it doesn’t happen that you’re solo with him
someone is always traveling with you - your parents or willy’s or willy or alex or ella - you generally have help, especially when youre flying back to sweden
pablo and banksy end up in cargo with the rest of the pets - they’re just slightly too big to be considered “support” animals or cabin animals and anyway, it’s not the comfiest to have them at your feet with limited space, even in first class
you always do a night flight in the hopes that gunnar will sleep for a while - it really depends on his mood. sometimes he sleeps, sometimes he doesn’t, but it’s easier to get back into a routine if you land in sweden in the morning after flying overnight. the jet lag sucks for you and willy for a few days but it’s nothing some sun and family time and naps in the yard can’t cure
as more kids join the family, it’s worse for you because you have to keep track of multiple passports (fifteen total by the end of it for the kids since they have american, canadian, and swedish citizenship, on top of your own three passports. willy handles himself and the day that you can trust each kid with their own passports is the best day of your life) they’re all so used to flying that none of them are overly difficult on flights. henry probably has the most energy that you need to run off before boarding
and the girls are always a little too loud when they’re talking, but they’re not rude or anything
gunnar and kas are the most likely to fall asleep right at boarding and sleep through the entire flight, once they’re a little older. this is a skill that will help them when they’re both playing in the league. henry does not do well on team flights because he always wants to be doing something and gets his teammates rolling their eyes and tossing cards at him so he’ll sleep and stop bothering them
you and willy have done the mile high club thing several times on child-free flights and it never gets easier, logistically, but it’s always fun
selfishly need a blurb on willy shotgunning at luke combs
i watch those videos like once a week honestly it’s so fucking hot of him 😭
the luke combs tickets weren’t a surprise, willy had mentioned wanting to go and you’re always up for live music. what was a surprise was being backstage at the concert and hanging out with several of the toronto blue jays players and their wives
you’ve mostly gotten used to willy’s celebrity in toronto, but stuff like this - hanging out with baseball players that your dad could rattle off the statistics for and being able to see whatever music act you want from backstage - that’s still a little new to you. you’re not shy at all, but you do stick a little closer to willy until you warm up
he’s in a great mood, arm slung over your shoulders while you sing along to the music, shimmying slightly into his side. his double denim canadian tuxedo rubs against the bare skin of your legs and you lean into it. when he brushes his lips over your temple, the scrape of his beard makes you shiver and your clit pulses a little
you’d had a quickie in the shower before the show, but it wasn’t enough and you’re planning on how you want to have willy when you get home
distracted, you don’t realize that willy’s arm is off of your shoulders and he’s grinning like an idiot, shifting from foot to foot with excited energy. until luke combs’ voice finally penetrates the lust haze in your brain and you realize that willy and kevin gausman and patrick corbin are being handed beers and wandering their way on stage
willy looks back and you and winks, your jaw dropped for a split second before the deafening screams of the crowd drown out your own screams of excitement. your phone is up and recording willy shotgunning the beer in a few seconds before shaking two more cans over his head and showering himself and the other two men with beer.
his laughter is muffled by the crowd noise and the band but you can see his head thrown back and can imagine the sound. willy shakes the spray of beer off of his head like a dog and the guys are all clapping each other on the back and waving to the crowd before trotting back to the side
“oh my god!” you shriek, jumping up and down until willy grabs you up and spins you around, beer droplets flying everywhere. he’s soaked and he’s not the only one. “that was insane!”
“yeah, they asked a couple of days ago,” willy grins, not putting you down but instead hoisting you in his arms so you can wrap your legs around his waist. “thought it would be really fucking cool”
“it was,” you beam back, ignoring the chafe of beer-soaked denim on your inner thighs and looping your arms around his neck to drag him into a kiss that’s scratchy and wet and not necessarily fit for public consumption
willy takes a few steps and your back is pressed up against the stage scaffolding so he can thrust his hips up into yours, the bulge of his cock hot and hard under you. you whine into the kiss, tangling your fingers into his beard and tugging at it. willy grunts into your mouth and squeezes your ass, letting a few fingers slip under the hem of your cut offs.
“party animal,” you gasp when he breaks the kiss, still lazily grinding yourself against him. his teeth flash white and your stomach swoops. willy’s proximity always makes you feel a little insane and that’s probably the only thing that explains the urge to suck the beer droplets from his facial hair. you do it, licking at him and feeling warm all over when willy grunts, pinning you harder against the scaffolding and humping into you. the scrape of his beard against your tongue makes your clit throb and you’re pretty sure you could come like this, rubbing all up against willy and behind held up by his arms
“fuck, älskling,” he groans, sounding strangled as you scrape your teeth over his cheek and down the side of his neck, working a mark against his jaw. it’ll be hidden by the thicket of his beard, but you know it’s there. “gonna, ah fuck, stop that. i can feel how hot and wet you are.”
he sounds whiney and you grin against his neck, ignoring the fact that you’re in public. you’re hidden away from the crowd and you’re sure luke combs’ band and stage people have seen worse than two twenty somethings grinding on each other backstage.
“gonna come in your pants, willy?” you tease, wrapping your fingers around his neck. his pulse jumps under your fingers and he bucks up into your harder. “so hard up for me, baby, it’s hot as hell”
“fuck off,” he laughs, fingers digging into your ass cheeks. “you’d rather i come in my pants than in your tight little cunt?”
“why not both?” you hum, grinding down on the thick bulge between your legs. “come now and then you’ll be good to go when we get home”
willy’s laugh is more of a strangled moan but he can’t stop his hips from working up into you and you keep sucking at his neck, licking over his pulse until you feel him stiffen under you. you smother your delighted little laugh in his shoulder and he coughs, his body hard and heavy against yours
when he speaks, willy sounds tortured. “i’m gonna make you lick up every inch of the mess in my pants, älskling, just wait”
if he thinks that’s a punishment, he’s sorely mistaken
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Idk if u have seen this but I fear I am wildly obsessed with him, imagine him doing that with your kids
oh big man with small children is SO endearing to me 🥹
anyway, andrei loves taking your kids out on the ice and skating around with them. from the time they were teeny tiny newborns bundled in their little fuzzy onesies to stay warm and cradled in his arms as he took laps around the ice all the way to the time when they’re adults and skating faster than he is
he’s the one that teaches all of them to skate, holding their hands while they take wobbly steps forward and he’s skating backwards. you watch with snacks and water and whichever babies are too young to be on the ice
andrei’s encouraging and claps when they get going, picking them up when they inevitably fall. he plays around with them, lifting them under his arms and teasingly skating around
you love listening to their shrieked laughter and take plenty of pictures and video
at some point, andrei’s skating around with the kids trailing behind him like little ducklings
when they get good at skating, he adds in sticks and pucks to practice and he plays goalie for them, pretending to be upset when the score on him and watching their little cellys
need some makeup sex between andrei and solnyshka. your blurb made me think about that.
maybe it’s after one of solnyshka’s exes flirts with her and andrei punches him.
a jealous man is a hot man, i said what i said and i don’t care 😌
ANYWAY
idk idk you’re at a bar with andrei and maybe you dated the bartender before you started seeing andrei and things get tense. he tries to corner you, talking some shit about how you’re just a puck bunny slut and WHOOP there’s andrei’s forearm, crunching his windpipe and pinning him against the wall
“apologize, asshole,” andrei growls and you’re embarrassed that he’s making a scene and turned on that he’s making a scene
your ex doesn’t apologize, instead he doubles down and calls you a whore and gets a fist to his face for his troubles
and then there’s screaming and crying (you), threats of calling the cops (your ex), and rapid fire angry russian (andrei)
somehow you get it all sorted out without the cops getting involved but you’re tired and annoyed that andrei escalated the situation and you’re quiet in the car on the way home. he won’t apologize for defending you and you fight about it, how he could’ve messed up his hand mid-season for no reason and the cops could’ve been called and that would’ve been even worse
and you don’t really know how it happens, but you’re flat on your back in bed and andrei’s face is buried between your legs, sucking on your clit and licking the arousal dripping from your entrance
“i’m sorry, solnyshaka,” he mumbles against your inner thigh. “it was stupid, forgive me?”
you whine and grip at his hair as he makes you come once, twice, a third time - apologies falling from his lips every time he comes up for air. you forgave him long ago, but if this is how he apologises, you might hold out on verbalizing the forgiveness
scrolling through my drafts and whoops apparently i still have a bunch of svech blurbs in there that i never posted so i’ll pop a few of those up today and over the next few days
(this does not mean i’m writing for him again so pls don’t ask, thanks! 🫡)
mat barzal who wraps his fingers around your neck while he’s fucking into you, encouraged to squeeze tighter by you
mat barzal who smirks when he comments in group settings about the really nice necklace he gave you the other day, laughing when you kick him under the table, making excuses as to why you aren’t wearing the necklace now
