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flaticeball · 4 months
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a jew review of: nhl team happy hanukkah posts
good evening and chag sameach to my hanukkah-celebrating pals out there on hockeyblr. today i bring you: a non-comprehensive and entirely subjective review from one (1) jewish hockey fan of the graphics posted by various nhl teams in celebration of the first night tonight. i definitely missed some, and some teams didn't post any at all, so it's a bit patchwork. here we go.
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vancouver canucks: this is an extremely serviceable graphic. love the blurred dreidels to give the effect that they are spinning. very funny. props for the detail that there is a shadow of the menorah on the ice. straightforward. icemenorah is a themeTM but some did it better than others and this is a classic. 7/10
post continues under the cut for the sake of your dash and mine.
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carolina hurricanes: obsessed with what the canes have done here though i cannot comprehend it. the weird techno style textured background. the out of focus magen david around. THE HURRICANES. IN HEBREW. WITH THE LITTLE CANES LOGO THING I FORGET THE NAME OF ON THE HEI? INCREDIBLE. points for creativity. overall baffling vibes. 6/10.
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pittsburgh penguins: this is just adorable. you hired someone to draw this. spectacular work, guys. it's giving a bit of 'we browsed the target hanukkah deco section for inspo' but it's too adorable for me to care. it's team themed, it's hockey themed, it's holiday appropriate. love everything going on here. they get points for doing what very few other teams are doing and remembering this is night one, so only one candle is lit. most everyone else is getting a bit a head of themselves. 9/10.
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washington capitals: and here we have another edition of the icemenorah, with a minimalist twist. this graphic screams 'oh fuck wait is that tonight' which to be fair is also how i, a jew, felt about realizing tonight was the first night of hanukkah. could'a done more, but it's perfectly fine. 6/10.
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new jersey devils: this fucks. it's got devils themes. it's got a cool style. it's got vibes. it's got: more hockey stick menorahs which i am always excited about. that shamash candle is a graphic design nightmare but other than that i am all on board. 8/10
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vegas golden knights: i love the gold foil effect and that you remembered there was more to hanukkah than candles, that's nice, as is involving the other affiliates! however. where are the vibes. this is not the vgk wishes you a chag sameach, this is a greeting card i got on etsy. 6/10 just bc i KNOW you can do better. where's the neon, babes.
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los angeles kings: oh this is fun. it's icemenorah: WITH A TWIST. the art style is cute, it's got plenty of hockey theme, it's also very obviously LA-y, i'm giving them points for this one. the shadow is insane but that's okay, it's ~stylistic. it's cute. 7/10. UPDATE: definitely AI. boo hiss. 0/10.
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montréal canadiens: this is probably my favourite for sheer vibes. you got: levitating icemenorah. you got: action-shot candle lighting. you got: remembering this is night ONE. you got: the implication that the torch is the shamash candle????? you got: JOYEUSE HANOUKKA!!!!!!!! (and like happy hanukkah or whatever i guess). obsessed. it's so funny. it's amazing. 9/10.
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mattymartin · 4 months
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↳ JURAJ SLAFKOVSKY POST-SCRUM | MTL v. BUF | 12.9.23
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dearstvckyx · 21 days
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how the hockey boys would react to you wearing their jersey for the first time as their girlfriend
Cole Caufield
cole would only be able to catch a glimpse of you in the crowd, he sees you are wearing a canadiens jersey but not who’s.
he sees you taking pictures with you friend and knows your gonna post them on instagram or at least to your story.
when they go back to the locker room after the first period he instantly grabs his found to see if you posted, and you did to your story.
he hesitates a bit and finally clicks the story and sees a photo of you facing towards the rink and the name Caufield and the number 22 staring back at him.
cole would immediately feel a rush of pride seeing you in his jersey. It's a symbol of your support for him and his career.
his heart would likely be beating faster than normal. he also starts blushing to the point the guys on the team start teasing him.
he’d probably be unable to keep the wide grin off his face during the rest of the game.
when he scores a goal he’ll point towards you mouthing the words, “my good luck charm right there”
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Jack Hughes
jack would feel a sense of pride seeing you in his jersey, he would definitely start bragging
he would be surprised but happy, as he didn't expect you to be wearing his jersey. since you were sitting with other wags he thought you would dress formal or something.
he’ll definitely show off on the rink to impress you more, which ends up with luke teasing the hell out of him
when the games over, with the devils having won 7-2 against the Kings he’s the first to change out of his gear and ignore the interviewees to find you
when he does he spins you around to see his name and number on your back
he then makes you promise to always wearing his jerseys whenever you come to a game.
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Jamie Drysdale
jamie’s heart would skip a beat the moment he caught sight of you in the crowd, proudly wearing his jersey.
he’d be shocked at first but then turn cocky and showing you off to his teammates and his coach or equipment people.
when the game starts he’s showing off every-chance he gets.
after every goal that he makes he ALWAYS points to you.
he’ll literally start talking to the opponents telling them “my girls here, its her first game and shes wearing MY jersey”
when the games over his team has one 6-3 which half of those goals being from jamie.
once you two reunite he’s taking a picture and sending it to his groupchat that consists of him, trevor, cole, alex, jack, luke and quinn.
is literally rambling about you in the groupchat. it finally got to the point where jack kicked him out.
(don’t worry trevor ended up adding him back)
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Luke Hughes
jack would point you out to luke. his eyes would instantly light up when he sees you and he’d have the biggest grin on his face.
he’d feel a sense of pride wash over him. seeing you wearing his jersey would make him feel like you're really his.
he would likely be quite flustered and blush a little, not used to seeing you in his clothes.
seeing you in his jersey would make him think of all the times you've supported him and been there for him. from high school to umich to the pro league.
he’d definitely make a point to tell you how good you look in his jersey. he’d make sure you know that he loves seeing you in it (take that how you want).
made you promise to wear his number all the time, but you ended up getting your friend to make a custom one with devils and canucks colors/logo alongside quinn jacks and lukes number.
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Mitch Marner
he’d feel a sense of pride, seeing you in his jersey.
he’d definitely pull you in for a tight hug, not able to contain his joy.
he might tease you a little, saying something like, "It looks better on you than it does on me."
he’d have a soft look in his eyes, clearly touched by your show of support.
he’d probably show you off to his teammates, proudly declaring, "that’s my girl!” and when you leave the locker room some of the guys are teasing him about you.
he’d might snap a picture of you wearing his jersey after the game wanting to capture the moment (and maybe make it his lockerscreen)
he’d definitely feel loved, seeing you proudly wearing his jersey.
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Nico Hischier
he wouldn't be able to hide the smile that slowly spreads across his face as he takes in the sight of you wearing it.
he would feel a mixture of pride and affection. it’s one thing for him to see his fans wearing his jersey, but it's an entirely different feeling to see his girlfriend wearing it.
nico might tease you a bit, just to see you get all flustered. joking that the jersey looks better on you than it does on him. but behind the teasing, he would genuinely be thrilled that you're wearing it.
he would probably take a picture of you in his jersey, sending it to the devils group chat showing you off.
would mumble in his language about how “pretty” and “cute” you look
always asks you if your coming to a game and if your wearing his jersey
and if you wanna know what happens when you wear anothers teammates jersey well… try it and find out 😉😉
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Quinn Hughes
he would feel a surge of pride and affection seeing you represent not just him but his team as well.
he’d be slightly taken aback initially, as he wasn't expecting to see you in his jersey. he’d try to play it cool, but the surprise and happiness in his eyes would give him away. (which results in his teammates and the fans questioning why he’s so happy)
he’d have a constant smile on his face for the rest of the day, unable to hide how much he loves seeing you in his jersey.
would get you every type of jersey with his last name and number just for you to wear every game and when just random days when your shopping or getting your nails or hair done.
would call his mom bragging about it (cause let’s be honest quinns the type to gossip with ellen 😭)
definitely takes a photo when your not looking and makes it both his homescreen, lockscreen and your contact photo.
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Trevor Zegras
doesn’t even know your coming to his game and when he sees you he would be surprised, at first.
the surprise would quickly turn into a wide grin, clearly pleased with the sight.
he’d would pull out his phone immediately to snap a picture, before he goes out wanting to remember the moment.
he’d tease you lightly, joking about how you're his number one fan now. even going as far as saying, “let me guess, you have a fan account for me”. (he’d definitely become cocky)
trevor would insist on showing you off to his teammates, pointing you out to the crowd when he’s on the bench. and when he’s on the ice he’s bragging about you to his opponents.
seeing you in his jersey would remind him of his feelings for you, making him fall for you all over again.
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a/n: please ignore any spelling mistakes 😆 unless you see duo then please lmk 🩶
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lam-ila · 3 months
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i love him and his varying facial expressions
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also love that he’s wearing jake’s sweatshirt and hat
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seabsbiscuit · 11 months
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BLACKEYE
~Arber Xhekaj Protecting You Imagine
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You honestly didn't even know what exacly had happened. Few seconds after the face-off Arber had dropped his gloves. The guy from the other team was coming at him fast but Arber had enough experience and intuition to read his opponent, oh and unraveling rage...he had plenty of that on the ice.
The other guy got the first two good hits, Arber's helmet fell down on the floor and you instantly got up from your seat behind the bench of the Habs. It sure wasn't the first time that you've seen Arber fight, happened every other week. But everytime his head was left unprotected you felt yourself getting more and more nervous, you reached to the front to grab Juraj's shoulder. He looked around and gave you an encouraging nod.
Just in that moment a noise went through the crowd in the rafters. Your eyes went back from Juraj to the rink. Arber had lifted the other guy up and threw him on the ice. He let out a few cuss words before independently making his way to the penalty box.
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After the game was over you made your way to the hallway the team would pass. You high fived a few guys and Kaiden gave you a quick hug as he knew how much nerves Arber's fights cost you sometimes.
And last he came, one of his knuckles bleeding and one of his eyes bruised. You reached for his hand and he grabbed you and pulled you close placing a tender kiss on your lips "Just another day at the office babe", he whispered. "I'm proud of you", you answered with a long kiss in return.
And you really were, because as much as he threw his gloves away on the ice, you had never seen Arber loose his temper off of it. He was calm and gentle and you always felt safe with him. He was your rock and you could always count on him.
"I'll see you in a bit.", he grinned down on you. "Yeah go and get a shower", you laughed as you ran your hands through his wet and sweaty hair.
You watched him walk down to the Habs lockerroom and let out a sigh, happy that the nerve-wrecking part of the day was over.
Now you had a bit of time left until you and Arber would drive home, so you decided to go and get you some nachos while you waited. You loved them and Arber loved to eat the rest as he was always hungry after a game. There was still a bit of a queue so you needed to wait a bit.
Just as your food was almost ready you heard running footsteps behind you. It was Kaiden, almost out of breath "You gotta come, Arber got into a fight." You didn't understand "Wha-" but Kaiden just grabbed you by the arm and dragged you with him.
When you came there the tension was still high. Arber was being held back by Juraj and Josh on one side of the hallway while the other guy, the guy who Arber had thrown on the ice, was held back by some of his teammates on the other side. They were shouting and calling each other names while you could hear their teammates trying to calm them down.
You had never seen that look on Arber's face. Never. There was a little bit of blood on his cheek, right beneath the already bruised eye. The other guy held his head and stumbled a bit while still shouting at Arber.
Juraj and Josh finally ended the situation and Juraj shoved Arber, whose fists were still clenched into a room while Josh hissed a last few words towards the other guys until they left as well.
Kaiden and you went in as well. "Talk to him.", Juraj said. And they both left.
Arber was sitting there, his leg was shaking and he was looking at floor. You sat down beside him and placed a hand on the back of his head. "What happened ?"
He looked to you, eyes piercing straight to your soul. You could still see all the tension boiling inside of him. And you could see sadness.
"Arber what did he do ? I've never seen you get into fights off the ice. Never." you were honestly shocked. And you knew that the other guys had been just as shocked. Otherwise Kaiden wouldn't have come running and Josh wouldn't have gotten involved and Juraj wouldn't have been so serious.
Arber got up and turned himself away from you "He said something bad about you. I told him to shut up, but he didn't. I warned him again but he kept calling you names and then I lost it."
You walked over to him and turned him around to face you. All the rage in his eyes was gone, he looked at you like a hurt puppy and pulled your head on his chest, holding you close "I know it was stupid."
"I can't believe you did that for me.", you mumbled.
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shy4turcs · 7 months
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OH LORD
THE COLE CONTENT TODAY HAS BEEN SO YUMMY
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1-800-iluvhockey · 10 months
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this is the cutest thing !!!!!
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ilmaveivi · 2 months
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The Etymology of Finnish NHL Players a.k.a What Do Their Names Mean?
ATLANTIC DIVISION 2023-2024
BUFFALO SABRES
HENRI JOKIHARJU
HENRI /ˈhen.ri/
Derived from the Old High German name Haimirich, meaning “ruler of the home”.
JOKIHARJU /ˈjo.ki.hɑr.ju/
A topographic Finnish surname, meaning “river esker”.
UKKO-PEKKA LUUKKONEN
UKKO /ˈuk.ko/
The name of the Finnish and Karelian deity of weather, harvest and thunder. In modern Finnish, ukko means ”old man” and its diminutive form ukkonen means ”thunder”.
PEKKA /ˈpek.kɑ/
Derived from the Greek name Petros, meaning ”stone”.
LUUKKONEN /ˈluːk.ko.nen/
Based on a Savonian and Karelian given name derived from the Greek name Loukas, meaning ”from Lucania”.
DETROIT RED WINGS
OLLI MÄÄTTÄ
OLLI /ˈol.li/
Derived from the Old Norse name Áleifr, meaning “ancestor’s descendant”.
MÄÄTTÄ /ˈmæːt.tæ/
Possibly derived from the Late Latin name Clemens, meaning ”merciful”. Another possible origin is the ancient Finnish given name Lemmitty, meaning ”beloved”.
VILLE HUSSO
VILLE /ˈʋil.le/
Derived from the Old High German name Willihelm, meaning “will helmet”.
HUSSO /ˈhus.so/
Possibly derived from the Swedish word husse, meaning ”master”. Another possible origin is lake Huso in Northern Savonia, its meaning unknown.
FLORIDA PANTHERS
ALEKSANDER BARKOV
ALEKSANDER /ˈɑ.lek.sɑn.der/
Derived from the Greek name Alexandros, meaning ”defending men”.
BARKOV /ˈbɑr.koʋ/
A Russian surname possibly derived from the Russian word barka, meaning ”sloop”.
ANTON LUNDELL
ANTON /ˈɑn.ton/
Derived from the Roman family name Antonius, its meaning unknown.
LUNDELL /ˈlun.delː/
A Swedish surname derived from the Swedish word lund, meaning ”grove”.
EETU LUOSTARINEN
EETU /ˈeː.tu/
Derived from the Anglo-Saxon name Ēadweard, meaning ”wealth guard”.
LUOSTARINEN /ˈluo̯s.tɑ.ri.nen/
Derived from the Finnish word luostari, meaning ”cloister”.
NIKO MIKKOLA
NIKO /ˈni.ko/
Derived from the Greek name Nikolaos, meaning ”victory of the people”.
MIKKOLA /ˈmik.ko.lɑ/
Based on a Finnish given name derived from the Hebrew name Mikha’el, meaning ”who is like God?”.
MONTRÉAL CANADIENS
JOEL ARMIA
JOEL /ˈjo.el/
Derived from the Hebrew name Yo’el, meaning “Yahweh is God”.
ARMIA /ˈɑr.mi.ɑ/
Possibly derived from the Germanic name Herman, meaning ”army man”.
JESSE YLÖNEN
JESSE /ˈjes.se/
Derived from the Hebrew name Yishai, possibly meaning ”gift”.
YLÖNEN /ˈy.lø.nen/
A Savonian surname possibly derived from the Finnish word ylevä, meaning "noble". Another possible origin is the Finnish word yletön meaning ”excessive” or ” enormous”.
OTTAWA SENATORS
ROBY JÄRVENTIE
ROBY /ˈro.bi/
Derived from the German name Hrodebert, meaning ”bright fame”.
JÄRVENTIE /ˈjær.ʋen.tie̯/
A topographic Finnish surname meaning ”lake’s road.”
NIKOLAS MATINPALO
NIKOLAS /ˈni.ko.lɑs/
Derived from the Greek name Nikolaos, meaning ”victory of the people”.
MATINPALO /ˈmɑ.tin.pɑ.lo/
A topographic Finnish surname meaning ”Matti’s swidden”. The name Matti is derived from the Hebrew name ‘Mattityahu, meaning “gift of Yahweh”.
JOONAS KORPISALO
JOONAS /ˈjoː.nɑs/
Derived from the Hebrew name Yonah, meaning “dove”.
KORPISALO /ˈkor.pi.sɑ.lo/
A topographic Finnish surname, meaning ”deep forest”.
TAMPA BAY LIGHTNING
WALTTERI MERELÄ
WALTTERI /ˈʋɑlt.te.ri/
Derived from the Germanic name Waltheri, meaning ”power of the army”.
MERELÄ /ˈme.re.læ/
Derived from the Finnish word meri, meaning ”sea”.
NOTES:
During the 12th century, the tradition of Finnish given names was lost due to the Christianization of Finland under Sweden's rule. By the 16th century only Christian names were accepted, which is why Finnish forms of Christian names are still widely popular in Finland despite the society being fairly secular. The tradition of native Finnish given names wasn’t revived until the 19th century. 
Most Finnish surnames end in suffixes -nen or -la/-lä. The collective suffix -nen, which is more common in Eastern Finnish surnames, indicates belonging to a certain family or clan. The suffix -la/-lä, which is more common in Western Finnish surnames, creates oikonyms from the names of places, farms or small villages.
Karelian can be used to refer to a geographical place, language, dialect or people. It is important to note that Karelian is its own language separate from Finnish. However, the Finnish language also has a Karelian dialect that is spoken in the Finnish Karelia. Finnish surnames originating from Karelia have likely been influenced by both Karelian and Finnish.
The IPA forms follow Finnish phonology even with foreign (Swedish, Russian etc.) names in approximation to how an average Finn pronounces them.
The source for most of the given names is Behind The Name. The topographic surnames are direct translations. The explanations for the rest of the surnames are either from Wiktionary or based on speculation by Finnish genealogy enthusiasts, hence the overuse of the word "possibly".
Feedback is welcome. If you have additions or notice any mistakes, please let me know!
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lifeofpriya · 3 months
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All This Time - Cole Caufield
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[gif credit goes to @frostbeees]
summary: You and Cole have always had the feels for each other, but it wasn't until one night that those emotions boiled over into true words...
word count: 2.5k~
a/n: this is my submission for @wyattjohnston's Winter Fic Exchange 2k24, and this fic is for @prettytoxicrevolver! I had a blast writing this fic and...yeah, i really hope y'all enjoy it!
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You're standing in front of your classroom, going over the day's lesson on the SMART board, when you hear a familiar voice calling out your name. You turn around, a smile forming on your lips as you see Cole Caufield, your best friend since you both moved to Montreal years ago, waving at you from the doorway. It's been difficult to ignore the way he looks at you, or the way your heart skips a beat whenever he's around. You can't help but wonder what he has in store for today.
As he walks over to you, he hands you a small envelope, his cheeks turning slightly pink. "Hey, I got you this," he says, a shy smile playing at the corners of his lips. "It's for the team event next weekend. It's kind of a big deal, and I wanted to make sure you knew I wanted you there." Your heart skips a beat as you take the envelope, noticing the elegant script of your name written across the front. You feel a warmth spread through your chest.
You thank him, trying to keep your voice steady, and as he turns to leave, you can't help but wonder what's in store for the two of you at this event. The anticipation is killing you. You can't help but feel a mix of excitement, nervousness, and anticipation bubbling up inside you. Maybe this will be the moment when everything changes between the two of you. Or perhaps it's just another night out with your best friend. Either way, you know it's going to be an unforgettable experience.
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You spend the next few days counting down the hours until the event, your mind constantly drifting back to Cole and the envelope he gave you. You imagine him dressing up for the occasion, looking dashing in his suit and tie. You can't help but picture what it would be like to dance with him, to feel his strong arms wrapped around you as you sway to the music. The thought makes your heart race.
Finally, the big night arrives. You meet up with Cole at the venue, and he takes your breath away. He looks even more handsome than you imagined, and the way he smiles at you, it's like he's doing it just for you. You can't help but feel a blush creep up your cheeks as you take in his appearance.
As the night goes on, you and Cole spend most of your time together, laughing and enjoying each other's company. The event is filled with games, and you find yourself cheering each other on, even if it's just for fun. There's an undeniable chemistry between you, and everyone around can feel it too. You catch people glancing at you from across the room, smiling knowingly.
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When the music begins to play for the couples dance, your heart skips a beat. Cole offers you his hand, and you can't help but feel a rush of excitement as you take it. He leads you out onto the dance floor, and as the first few notes of the song fill the air, you close your eyes and let yourself enjoy the moment. He spins you around, his strong arms guiding you expertly, and you can't help but feel like you're floating on air.
The dance seems to go on forever, but you never want it to end. You're lost in the rhythm of Cole's steps, the touch of his hands, the warmth of his body. It feels so right, like you were meant to be together. As the song winds down, he pulls you close, his lips brushing against your ear, and whispers, "I've wanted to do that for so long." You can feel the blush creep up your neck and into your cheeks, but you don't care; all you can focus on is how your heart is pounding in your chest.
You spend the rest of the night laughing and dancing with Cole, and as the last few couples leave the floor, you find yourselves standing alone, just the two of you. He looks into your eyes, and for a moment, you're lost in the depths of his gaze. You can feel the tension building between you, and you're unsure what will happen next.
Cole leans in, his breath warm against your ear, and whispers, "I've wanted to do this for so long." Before you can even process what's happening, his lips meet yours. Your heart leaps into your throat as his hands slide up your back, holding you close. The kiss is gentle at first, but soon grows more passionate, more demanding, as if he can't get enough of you. You feel your body respond in kind, your lips parting, your hands tangling in his hair.
The music fades away, but it doesn't matter; all you can focus on is the feeling of being in his arms. He pulls back, looking into your eyes, and you know without a doubt that this moment has changed everything between you. There's an understanding there, a connection that goes beyond friendship. You're not sure how you'll navigate these new waters, but you're not afraid. Not anymore.
Cole takes your hand and leads you off the dance floor, weaving through the dwindling crowd. You feel like everyone around you can see the shift in your relationship, and they're all watching with curiosity and maybe a hint of envy. You can't help but feel a sense of pride and happiness swelling inside you.
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As you find yourselves alone in a quiet corner of the room, Cole pulls out the chair next to him and gestures for you to sit down. He takes a seat as well, his expression a mix of nervousness and anticipation. You can tell he's trying to figure out what to say; how to explain what's going on between you.
You decide to break the silence. "It's… it's been so obvious, hasn't it?" you ask, your voice barely above a whisper. "The way we've been feeling about each other, I mean."
Cole nods, his expression serious. "I don't know if it's been obvious to everyone else, but… I've known for a while. Ever since that first day we met, actually." He pauses, searching for the right words. "I think maybe I was just afraid to admit it to myself, let alone say anything to you. But tonight… it felt right."
You smile at him, feeling a warmth spread through your chest. "It did feel right," you agree. "And I think I've been feeling it too, for a while now. But I wasn't sure if you saw me that way, or if it was just friendship." You lean in closer, and he mirrors your movement, their knees brushing against each other beneath the table. "I'm glad we finally had this moment."
Cole's eyes meet yours, and there's a depth of emotion there that takes your breath away. "Me too," he whispers. "I've wanted this for so long." He reaches out, tracing a finger down your cheek, and you shiver at the touch. "I know we don't have to rush anything," he continues, "but… I want to be with you. As more than just friends."
You nod, feeling a mixture of excitement and trepidation. The thought of exploring this new territory together is both thrilling and terrifying. "I want that too," you admit, your voice barely above a whisper. "I want to see where this goes."
Cole's expression softens, and he cups your face in his hands. "I promise," he says, his eyes intense as he looks into yours, "I'll take care of you, and I'll never let you down. I've wanted this for so long, and I'm not going to waste a second of it."
As you both sit there, lost in each other's eyes, the music begins to play again. It's a slow, romantic ballad that seems tailor-made for this moment. Cole stands up, offering you his hand, and you feel a thrill run through you as you take it. He pulls you to your feet and then leads you out onto the dance floor, his steps sure and confident.
The music fills the air as you dance, your bodies moving in perfect harmony. Cole's hands slide down your back, pulling you closer, while his other hand cradles your face. You feel the warmth of his breath against your cheek as he whispers words of love and affection into your ear. You respond with a shy laugh, the sound muffled against his shoulder.
Around you, the other couples on the dance floor seem to fade away, leaving only the two of you in this perfect moment. The music swells, and Cole dips you low, his lips brushing against yours for the first time as a lover. It's a soft, tender kiss that takes your breath away, and you feel yourself melting into him.
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As the song comes to an end, Cole pulls back, his eyes still locked on yours. "I could dance with you like this forever," he murmurs, a small smile playing at the corners of his mouth. You feel a warmth spread through your chest at his words.
The DJ begins to play another slow song, and Cole takes your hand, leading you off the dance floor and into a quiet corner of the room. He leans against the wall, pulling you into his embrace. You nestle your head against his chest, breathing in the familiar scent of his cologne. "You know," he says, his voice soft and thoughtful, "I never thought I'd find someone like you. Someone who understands me the way you do, someone who makes me feel the way you do."
You look up at him, your eyes shining with unshed tears. "I feel the same way," you whisper. "I've never met anyone who makes me feel the way I feel with you." You close your eyes, savoring the warmth of his body and the rhythm of his heartbeat. The quiet moment is broken only by the muffled music in the background.
Cole's hand moves up to cup your cheek, wiping away a stray tear that has escaped. "I promise you," he says, his voice firm and reassuring, "that I will always be here for you. No matter what. I'll protect you and love you, and we'll face everything together."
You feel a weight lift from your chest as you hear his words. You trust him completely, and knowing he feels the same way about you is almost too much to bear. You close your eyes, taking a deep breath, savoring the feel of his hands on your skin.
The music fades away, replaced by the sound of laughter and conversation. Cole pulls back, studying your face. "Are you okay?" he asks, his voice gentle. "Are you sure you want to do this?"
You nod, meeting his eyes with a steady gaze. "I'm more than ready. I want this, Cole. I want to be with you." Your heart races at the thought of taking this next step, but you feel a sense of calm and security in his presence.
Cole smiles, relief washing over his features. He cups your face in his hands, his thumbs stroking your cheeks as he looks into your eyes. "Then let's do this," he says, leaning in to press his lips against yours.
Your heart races as you kiss him back, his hands sliding down your back, pulling you closer. The feel of his body against yours sends shivers of desire through you. The music changes, becoming more upbeat, and you find yourselves moving together on the dance floor. Cole spins you around, laughing as you throw your head back and let the music take over.
You lose track of time as you dance, lost in the moment with him. The other couples on the floor fade into the background, and you feel as though it's just the two of you sharing this space. Cole's hands glide up and down your arms, his fingers lingering on the sensitive skin at your wrists. He leans in, whispering sweet nothings in your ear, making you feel wanted and desired.
The song ends far too soon, and as you pull away from him, you realize you're both breathless. You look up into his eyes, searching for some hint of what he's thinking, but he only smiles at you, his expression soft and loving.
"I had the most amazing time with you tonight," he whispers, leaning in to kiss you gently on the lips. "Thank you for being here with me."
You close your eyes, savoring the feel of his lips against yours. "Thank you for asking me," you murmur back. "I had so much fun."
The rest of the party passes in a blur of laughter and dancing. You lose track of time, losing yourself in the warmth of Cole's touch and the sound of his voice. As the night wears on, you begin to wonder if you'll ever find a reason to leave this moment.
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Finally, it's time to say goodnight. You exchange a long, lingering kiss before parting ways. Cole walks you to your car, his arm wrapped protectively around your waist. The chilly night air brushes against your skin as you walk, and you can't help but shiver. He pulls his jacket off, draping it around your shoulders.
"Here," he says, his voice gentle. "You'll be warm enough with this."
You take the jacket, wrapping it around your shoulders gratefully. The feel of his arm against yours is both comforting and arousing. You glance up at him, your heart racing as you try to read the expression in his eyes. He smiles down at you, his face flushed from the cold air and the closeness of your body.
"Thank you for everything tonight," you say softly, meaning every word.
Cole smiles, his expression softening even further. "It was my pleasure," he replies, his voice just as gentle. He leans in, pressing a chaste kiss against your temple.
As you get into your car, you can't help but feel a mix of emotions: excitement, anticipation, and a deep, abiding love for this man who has somehow managed to become such an important part of your life in just one night. You start the engine, glance back at him through the rearview mirror, and offer him a small wave goodbye.
Cole waves back, watching until you pull out of the parking lot and disappear around the corner. Even then, he stands there for a moment, lost in thought. He remembers the way you felt in his arms, the sound of your laughter, the way you looked at him when he whispered those sweet words to you. It's as if you've been together for years, not just hours.
He shakes his head, smiling to himself. This night has been nothing short of magical, and he can't wait to see where it leads. As he finally turns away, he knows that he'll be thinking about you constantly, wondering what tomorrow will bring.
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JURAJ SLAFKOVSKÝ MONTRÉAL CANADIENS HOME OPENER
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Big Spoon || Cole Caufield
Summary: Four times Cole was the big spoon and one time he was the small spoon.
Word Count: 1,840
Warnings: none (please let me know if you find any that i should add)
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a/n: this is gender neutral. hope you enjoy this! feedback is appreciated
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You and Cole had been friends for a few years and had been pining over each other. You met through some mutual friends and had formed a friend group with them and Cole. About once a month, your friend group would plan movie nights at someone’s place and this month, that someone was you.
You had planned everything thinking you were accommodating for everyone’s schedules, but the only person who could make it to the movie night was Cole. You didn’t mind that and neither did Cole, you two were extremely close and hung out with each other whenever you could.
You enjoyed the movie night, maybe a little too much as it was well past midnight and too late for Cole to go back to his place, so you offered to let him stay the night. You gave him a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt to wear, which he graciously accepted. After he changed, you watched him rearrange some throw pillows on one of your couches, creating a make-shift bed.
“What are you doing?” you asked, a confused expression on your face.
“Going to sleep.” Cole answered in a matter of fact way.
“Oh no, if you’re gonna sleep on one of my couches, then so am I.” You gathered two of your throw pillows and started to do the same thing as Cole did, but on the neighbouring couch.
“This is your place. Sleep in your bed.” Cole argued.
“I don’t want you sleeping on the couch by yourself.” You argued back. You knew neither one of you would get anywhere bickering like this, so you came up with a solution that hopefully Cole would agree to. “We’re grown adults, let’s both sleep in my bed, alright?”
“Okay.” He quietly said. “As long as it doesn’t bother you.”
“Cole, I wouldn’t have offered it if I wasn’t okay with it.”
“Yeah, I guess so.” He laughed softly. “I’ll, uh, let you get changed.”
Once you got changed into your pyjamas, you brought Cole into your room and you both awkwardly made your way into your bed. You both laid down, Cole facing you and you facing away from him, lost in thought. Taking a deep breath, you prepared for yourself to talk to Cole about what was on your mind.
“Hey Cole?” He hummed in response. “Can I talk to you about something?”
“Yeah, of course.”
“So,” you paused, not completely sure how to continue. “I have this friend who, uh, well, they like their friend who they’ve known for a few years and, well,” you did your best to try and hide the fact that you were talking about yourself. “they don’t exactly know how to tell their friend that.”
“Okay, um, I think they just need to sit their friend down all tell straight up them how they feel.”
“The thing is, they don’t want to just tell their friend what they feel because they’re afraid their friend doesn’t like them back.” He chuckled, catching on to what you were trying to say.
“I think their friend likes them back.” You turned to face him, confused at what he was admitting.
“Wait, what do you mean?”
“I understand what you’re doing.” Cole explained. “And I like you too.”
After some confessions and forehead kisses, you laid down facing away from Cole again, but this time with a slight smile on your face, your back pressed up against his front, and his arms around you. Unbeknownst to you and Cole, this was all due to your friends purposely being busy so that you two could possibly confess your shared feeling towards each other.
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On your one year anniversary, Cole asked if you wanted to move in with him and you happily accepted the offer. The first few months were amazing, but one day in your third month of living with Cole, you both were having a terrible day, Cole upset with how his practice went and you upset with the amount of work you were given, and you were both snapping at each other.
By the end of the day, you and Cole couldn’t stand to face each other, but neither one of you wanted to sleep on the couch, so you built a wall out of pillows in the middle of the bed. You faced away from Cole, eyes wide open, reminiscent of the first night you shared a bed with Cole. You hated being separated from him, even if you were mad at each other for snapping at one another. Right as you were about to turn around to destroy the pillow wall, you felt the pressure of the pillows be replaced by Cole’s body pressed up against your back and his arms wrapped around your waist.
“I thought-” you started.
“Shhhh…” Cole cut you off. “I love you too much to not hug you.”
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The day after yours and Cole’s not so great day, you had to actually do the crazy amount of work that you were being given. You had been doing your work throughout the entire day, only taking breaks to eat food, make coffee, and go to the washroom. Cole had a home game that night, which you desperately wanted to go to, but you had to do more work, so you decided to put on his game and sit on one of your couches while doing your work.
Throughout the first period, you continued to get no work done. Instead, your eyes were glued to the tv screen. You had gotten a bit of work done during the first intermission, but once the second period came back on, your attention had gone back to the game. Deciding to focus on your work, you lowered the tv’s volume took a large sip of your coffee you were drinking.
Despite the amount of caffeine you had consumed, you found your eyelids getting heavy and you were finding it harder to do your work. You set your laptop aside on the couch you were sitting on, placed a pillow behind your head, and wrapped yourself in a blanket. Okay, maybe you had overworked yourself, a five minute break couldn’t do you any harm.
After the game, Cole entered your home, expecting you to be sitting on the couch and waiting for him like you normally do when you don’t go to home games. Instead, he found you fast asleep in your make-shift bed. Your exhaustion caught up to you and you had missed the rest of the second period and the entire third period. Cole chuckled lightly as he made his way over to you. He closed your laptop and placed it on the coffee table.
Kissing you softly on the forehead in attempt to wake you up, he mumbled against your skin “Hi, I’m home.” Your stirred against his touch, not completely wanting to wake up. Upon noticing that Cole was the one waking you up, your eyes widened, remembering that you missed most of the game.
“I’m sorry,” you admitted. “I didn’t go to your game and then I missed most of it because I fell asleep and I didn’t even get all my work done and-”
“Don’t worry about it. You’re exhausted.” Cole helped you to your feet and brought you to your shared bed. He fished out your pyjamas and gave them to you, motioning for you to change. Once changed, you got into bed, Cole following you. After laying down, Cole pressed his front against your back and placed his arms around your body.
“Cole, I really am sorry about-”
“Don’t.” Cole cut you off a second time. “There’s plenty of other games you can go to.” He kissed the back of your head. “Goodnight, I love you.”
“I love you too Cole.”
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The night before Cole leaves for away games were always difficult. The day before the most recent away game stretch wasn’t as difficult as usual; you and Cole spent the entire day, minus his practice, together at your shared place. Normally, it was you who had a difficult time towards the end of the day about him leaving, but this time, it was Cole.
You usually made sure that Cole got to bed early, so he wasn’t tired the morning he had to travel, but you found yourself laying awake and facing the wall at one in the morning with a wide-awake Cole behind you, facing your backside, blabbering on about anything that his mind could think of.
“Cole, honey,” you started. “I love listening to you talk, but please stop talking.”
“Okay, I’ll stop talking.” He agreed to part of what you said, however, instead of talking, he wrapped his arms around you and began kissing your cheek that was facing the ceiling.
“That’s not what I meant! You need to sleep!”
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The next home game you went to ended not so greatly. The Habs lost terribly and Cole didn’t score or assist a single goal. The commute back to your shared place was silent. You could tell Cole was having an argument with himself in his head and you needed to assure him that the loss wasn’t his fault, but you also wanted to give him space to feel the emotions he was feeling.
Once you got to your place, you and Cole did your typical routine after coming home from a game, but this time, there was barely any conversation. The two of you got into bed, you facing Cole and Cole facing away from you. This wasn’t usual and you knew you had to say something.
“Cole, I-” you started before being cut off by Cole.
“I played so badly today.” He stated. “If I didn’t play so terribly, we would’ve-”
“Cole.” It was your turn to cut him off. “That’s not true.”
“But-”
“Just listen to me, alright?” Cole said nothing in response, prompting you to continue. “You weren’t the only player on the ice. How could it be entirely your fault if there was an entire team who played tonight?” You scooted forward so that you could press up against Cole’s back. Wrapping your arms around Cole, you softly pressed your lips against his head. “It was one bad game. You guys will figure out what went wrong and play better in the next game.”
“Yeah, I guess so.” You could tell Cole didn’t entirely believe you, but he understood what you said, so that was a start. After a comfortable silence, Cole spoke up again. “Thank you.”
“For what?”
“For making me feel better. I normally would’ve just moped around and felt bad about myself.”
“Of course Cole.” You kissed him on the back of his head again. “And no need to thank me. I’m your partner, that’s my job.”
“I know, but I still want to thank you.” You smiled at his words, knowing that he truly appreciated you. “I love you.”
“I love you too.” You closed your eyes and fell asleep, feeling Cole’s abdomen rising and falling against your arms as he gently breathed.
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Okay so you may be badass but are you like Arber Xhekaj type of badass ?
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