#post: hockey

[cosettepontmercys]

RYKER "GARTH" EVANS FIRST NHL GOAL | Seattle Kraken vs. Arizona Coyotes (March 22, 2024)

#krakenedit #hockeyedit #seattle kraken #kraken #userhayd #post: mine #mine: edit #post: hockey #h: ryker evans #h: kraken #ryker evans #rykerevansedit #krakenlb #nhledit #GUYS IM CRYING IM SO HAPPY IM SO HAPPY I LOVE HIM IM SO HAPPY FOR HIM #post: music #m: taylor swift

[savagegood]

ice hockey nicknames be like:

also, assigned babygirl/angel/wifey by wikipedia:

update: new sidney crosby nicknames dropped over the weekend

#doing my hockey au research and spent way too much time on this wiki page #do the three babes duke it out for the title of the ultimate babe? #also some of these CANNOT be real who is babygirlifying sidney crosby on wikipedia? good for you #long post #hockey #nhl #sidney crosby #cale makar #tyler seguin #pittsburgh penguins #colorado avalanche #dallas stars #alexander ovechkin #washington capitals

[theshitpostcalligrapher]

gonna put the progress of this thing in its own post

so we start with references

then i figure out my layouts and start sketchin, putting the text down first after initial drafting

then i gotta fully flesh out all of the illustrative bits with pencil sketching. we got the holy gritty with his holy hockey staff and flyers pendant, little bits of orange dashed onto there, designing the flyers logo wherever i can

then we get black inking on there, bit more orange as well. normally i get kinda heartbroken when I smear a bit of ink here or there by mistake, even patch to fix mistakes sometimes.

But I'm gonna be real. The small blots match too well with the overall energy of the piece

the next image will be the fully completed piece!

#calligraphy #shitpost #gritty #long post #illuminated manuscript #hockey

[united-under-skyfall]

leverage is so fucking funny. man manages to find the most mentally ill and neurodivergent group of thieves on the market + an even more mentally ill guy whose literal job description was trying to chase all of them, and forces them into a found family speed-run by trying to blow them all up. they lowkey stage a full fucking country wide coup and are like eh 🤷 just another wednesday. this might be a fun place to vacation tho i guess. sophie shows up to her own funeral twice. they're so good at convincing people of their shit that they make a guy's body start reacting to an illness he doesn't have because it isn't real. go completely out on a limb and basically hand this one guy a new password for his computer so they can get into it and he goes with it. parker and hardison have straight up just "fake it 'till you make it"d into the fbi without even attempting to cover their tracks beyond just These Two Guys. half their clients never asked to be their clients and don't know they're their clients, and the other half are random people who find them who fuckin knows how, meanwhile no government agency can track them down without selling their soul to sterling. they make a point to have a dramatic scene w a Big Bad Shadowy Government Guy who doesn't actually get caught or brought to justice or anything telling them he's going to hunt them all down, and in any other show this would probably earn at least a minor arc later on but he literally never shows up again. an entire season finale hinged on a cake and a bunch of clams. they accidentally made eliot a celebrity not once, not twice, but three times. parker blew up her foster parents' house when she was like. nine. and it's hardly a footnote. hardison is just casually an artistic prodigy but it's only ever brought up for the most background of background gags. eliot's biggest beef with parker and hardison for like two and a half seasons is that they won't stop making weird food with lasers and refuse to realize they can't make a decent beer to save their lives. sophie's immediate response to being shot is to call her shooter a wanker. there's a character who has literally killed a man with a mop and they had the audacity to only put her in one episode.

#leverage my beloved <3 #ramble #leverage #i also feel the need to point out that. while yes sophie did show up to her own funeral twice. she also technically was the driver to bring #her own ''corpse'' to wherever interpol was sending it lmfao #re: eliot being made a celeb 3 times bc some people are confused—country singer; baseball player; hockey player #didnt count the knockout job bc i think that was p local focused? could be wrong #re: character who killed a man w a mop = mikel dayan (hitter from the two live crew job) #this post is getting people interested in leverage lets goooooooo #this post has also officially surpassed the number of people i expected to ever know or care about leverage by several thousands #bc even though logically i know it aired as an actual tv show over several years and a lot of people probably saw it #that does not compute in my head #leverage spoilers

[greatunironic]

eddie wakes up in a strange room. this was not particularly unusual for him, historically: he’d spent most of his twenties waking up in new and interesting places (including a handful of jail cells). but after eddie, the label, and the los angeles superior court system decided it would be best if he stopped drinking and doing blow, it stopped being such a regular occurrence.

so it’s almost alarming to him, now, to be blinking up at an unfamiliar cement ceiling with the raging bitch of all headaches and generally feeling like he got hit by a truck, got whiplash in a crash with the way his neck aches. he’d think he was hungover like all those times before except for how sharp the pain is, bright.

he worries, briefly, he’s relapsed, or someone’s slipped him something. but he remembers what him and the boys had been up to, before this, and he thinks it’d’ve been a strange night indeed if someone roofied a c-list (b-list if he’s feeling charitable) musician at a fucking frozen four game.

because yeah, eddie remembers: they’d been third row, watching the wisconsin ladies clean up and cheering for jeff’s kid sister like she was about to get olympic gold. (she probably would, someday. her and that mayfield girl who played defense were looking down the barrel at a 2026 run apparently.

eddie’s been to a handful of games over the years, when touring and recording allows them to go. he’s resolutely never been a sports guy but he’ll admit, when pressed, that live hockey is pretty dope. to say nothing, of course, of how jeff would probably murder them all in their sleep if they didn’t rep the red and white for lottie.

(and also — and this is between eddie and his god alright — but lottie’s coach? standing back there in his suit, hair styled and dialed, snapping his gum, yelling at the refs? kind of doing it for him, okay. worth the price of admission, even if the tickets weren’t free.)

when he thinks harder — which hurts too — the last thing he clearly remembers was someone from the beavers scoring, bringing their lead to 5-1, and a slapshot from the other team getting out over the boards and nearly taking out some lady’s popcorn. someone behind them in the seats said, “jesus they’re getting desperate, eh?”

then shit goes dark on him, not even a fade to black, but a full on smash cut, roll credits black, and the post-credits scene is where ever the fuck eddie is at the moment. it smells like human and cold and icy hot, so obviously, he thinks, he died and went to hell like all the church ladies said he would back in hawkins, or probably just a locker room. what the fuck?

he blinks at the ceiling, at an interesting water stain on the cement texturing. he’s in the middle of wondering where the rest of his band has gone if he’s here alone, fucking abandoners, when a sweaty redhead with the bitchiest expression he’s maybe ever seen enters his field of vision.

“you’re alive,” she says.

eddie blinks again. “why do you sound so disappointed?”

“yo coach!” she shouts, already on the move away from him. “he’s alive!”

he tries to sit up, but that makes the pain in his head worse, and also draws attention to the fact that his back also hurts. he squeezes his eyes shut and makes a truly embarrassing noise of pain — if pressed, he’d call it a whimper — and a pair of big hands land on his shoulders.

“out, out ladies i got this! hey!, hey, man, don’t move just yet,” says big hands.

“yeah, no problem, i don’t want to anymore,” eddie says. he stirs up the will to open his eyes again and very nearly slams them back shut. because of course the person staring down at him is fucking coach hottie snackycakes himself. he’s even better looking in person, too, big droopy eyes, lips as pink as his bubblegum, and shiny, jesus christ. he’s still got eddie by the shoulders, hands warm through the thin cotton of his flannel and tee — because eddie’s always been more fashion than sense, wayne always said, and it’s even worse now that the paps are on him—

“oh, fuck this is gonna be all over tiktok later, isn’t it?” he moans.

“maybe not.”

“don’t lie.”

“listen, eddie — it is eddie, right?” asks coach hottie. “i’m steve. coach harrington. faughnsie — lottie, i mean — she said you’re eddie. her brother’s guitarist? what do you remember?”

“more like he’s my singer,” he says, “but sure. and not much.”

“well, you’re gonna be okay,” says coach hottie — steve. “it really wasn’t that bad, and it was probably too fast for anyone to get it, unless they already had a camera on you. you took a puck to the head when one popped up. i’d apologize but it wasn’t one of my girls who did it, so. anyway — you weren’t out for long, which robbie says is good — she’ll get a look at you in a second — but you got your bell rung pretty good. and you’re gonna have quite the shiner, trust me.”

“speaking from experience?”

“oh, yeah. closer and faster too.” he gently raps his head with his knuckles. “too many concussions too early ended my nhl days, in fact.”

“oh. oh shit, sorry, i—“

“don’t worry about it, man, it happens,” he says. “and if it hadn’t, i wouldn’t be here.”

“at the frozen four.”

“yeah, sure, that too.”

“what?”

“what?” steve waves him off. “anyway, i’m just glad to see you up, ish, and talking. looked pretty scary, from the bench.”

“i really don’t remember,” says eddie. “but i’m sure i’ll see it on tiktok later, like i said — at least, my unconscious, bleeding form.”

“i got up there pretty fast, so i doubt it,” says steve.

eddie blinks, twice. “you—?”

“you were behind my bench, and you. well,” he says with a shrug, but he’s clearly a little embarrassed, finally putting those hands away — weapons of eddie destruction, he thinks — and shoving them into his pockets of his tight slacks. “i should be getting back out there.”

“do you? you’re murdering them pretty good, unless i black out and missed them getting four more goals,” eddie says.

the corners of steve’s eyes crinkle when he smiles. eddie thinks he might just pass out again. “no, we’re still gonna cinch it, i think. looks bad, though — first time coach missing the final period so’s he can hit on the cute musician who got his clock cleaned by the biscuit.”

“oh,” he says. swallows. “uh.”

steve’s crinkly, smiley eyes go wide. “unless—“

“no less!” eddie shouts and then immediately winces. at a better, less damaging to his more than slightly concussed noggin, volume, he says, “more, actually. because pretty sure i shouldn’t be left unsupervised, and i’ve clearly been abandoned by the band, so—“

“so,” says steve.

“coach, two minutes!” someone calls.

“so, i was hoping maybe i could keep hitting on the hot hockey coach back at his?”

“i’m at the ramada inn,” he says, “and i got tape to watch for the finals.”

“i live for room service,” eddie tells him seriously. “and i’m suddenly very into wisconsin sports teams.”

“coach! go time!”

“yeah?” he asks.

“yeah.”

“COACH!”

he jerks a thumb over his shoulder. “i gotta — but, uh, later?”

“pick me up in twenty?”

“probably more like half an hour, with stoppage,” he says.

someone bangs on the door. “COACH!! let’s boogie!!”

with one last look, wide eyed and smiling, steve leaves. eddie watches him go. he’d heard hockey players were caked up but lord — eddie is about to convert to a new religion, or maybe found one, over the stretch of those slacks.

“damn,” he says quietly.

“gross,” a woman says. eddie startles and looks to the side, where a lanky brunette with a bob and an undercut is staring at him, unimpressed. she’s in some get up that screams athletic trainer, and there’s a white board in her hand.

“how long have you been there?” he asks.

she raises an eyebrow. “long enough, and honestly, i don’t know if that counts as a you rule for him, or a you suck for you,” she says and does not elaborate when he asks. “also don’t look at him like that. it’s steve. he’s basically my sister.”

“yeah? any tips then?” asks eddie. “i promise i’ll only use them for good. well. mostly.”

“god,” she says with an expansive eye roll. “you’re gonna be a nightmare, aren’t you?”

a cheer goes up outside the room as the teams, presumably, take the ice again. eddie, head throbbing, concussed, embarrassed, grins. “sure hope so,” he says.

#stranger things #eddie munson #steve harrington #steddie #rockstar au #hockey au #two great tastes that taste great together tbh #cross posted on twitter #might clean this up later + pop it on ao3

[lesbianracecars]

The way some of ya'll talk about the money that pro athletes make betrays a fundamental misunderstanding of how any of this works. Absolutely they're not living in poverty or paycheck to paycheck. But they are still people who exchange labour for capital, the vast majority of them are closer to being just like us than they are to being like the billionaires who pay them.

They spend their entire lives being very good at one thing at the sacrifice of education or a backup plan. They exchange their health and physical well-being for that paycheck. If their careers ended tomorrow, most of them would NOT "be fine". The ones on short term (comparatively to their peers) lower paying contracts do NOT have financial or job security.

This is a labour rights issue!! If you watch sports and are entertained by the labour these people provide it's actually insane to dismiss people who point out the relative lack of security that some of these people have! You're not being smart and you're not being progressive

#travis dermott #sports #because that's what the post that made me made enough to bust out the sports degree was about #but this is about everyone from women to men to racecar drivers to hockey players

[suiheisen]

is it hockey or is it only fans (audio on)

#i’m sorry i know it’s fond feelings about jagr day but #what if the feelings were filthy and they’re gonna fuck on the floor about it #sidney crosby #jaromir jagr #nhl #pittsburgh penguins #the way jagr is looking at him… #hockey #gay #???? #long post #body… #i forgot what my jock tag is… #jock jumpscare?

[obsob]

one thing u can count on me for is being normal about Some Guy

process under cut where u can see me losing my mind trying 2 figure out what i was doing in real time! :3

#mine #cats #original #i started colouring this last night and could NOT . get my brain to work #i like knew the vibes but i couldnt translate that into an actual physical colour palette AOAUGH #but i did kind of pop off w this one ngl. anyway #ive been listening to you cant do that podcast very good very funny hockey girls !! #i do need to listen to a boring white man podcast though so i can get . information . and not just who has been the most cunty nhl player #what else happened today. my tamagotchi evolved ! i love them so much #and i completed sm more crochet blanket! maybe i should post pictures of that bc its going to take years off my life i might as well get #sm clout for it

[netscapenavigator-official]

H E L P

#shitpost #shit post #meme #memes #twitter #screenshot #nhl #nhl hockey #pride #ao3 #lgbt #lgbtq #lesbian #gay #bi #bisexual #trans #transgender #mpreg

[cosettepontmercys]

From Felicia Weeren Wennberg and Alex Wennberg’s Instagrams (July 29, 2023)

#felicia wennberg #felicia weeren #alex wennberg #seattle kraken #post: hockey #h: alex wennberg #h: felicia weeren wennberg #this whole thing has been so fucked up all my love to them always

[softandworm]

random hockey binghe modern au doodles inspired by some winter-themed requested :3

SY is an ex-figure skater fyi, just for some extra flavour

(Text Transcript below courtesy of @princess-of-purple-prose!! Thanks for writing this out <3 !!)

[ID: Scum Villain fanart of a modern AU. Luo Binghe and Shen Yuan are ice skating, and Luo Binghe grins while half-falling onto Shen Yuan and saying bashfully, "Sorry... I just don't think I'm getting it." Shen Yuan laughs nervously and exclaims, "Ahha... it's OK. That's what I'm here for!" He thinks, "Holy shit, how is he so... solid?!"

The scene cuts to Ming Fan scowling and saying, "I should tell him that Luo Binghe used to play ice hockey with me." Ning Yingying grins, "I think A-Luo would actually kill you."

Next, a comic starts wih Shen Yuan pulling a blanket around Luo Binghe's shoulders and saying, "Like this." The two are both blushing, and their breath puffs out in the cold. Then Luo Binghe sweeps Shen Yuan into an embrace to also cover him with the blanket, making Sen Yuan shout, "That's not what I showed you!" Luo Binghe smirks, "It isn't?" End ID]

#my posts #my art #svsss #fanart #bingyuan #bingqiu #heheheh need to draw hockey bing more #doodles #is it really lbh if he isn’t manipulating to get coddled all the time

[moonshynecybin]

#never escaping the rachel maddow allegations #callie speaks #hockey #toronto maple leafs #mitch marner #almost never post hockey here don’t worryyyyyy

[larsnicklas]

JAMIE DRYSDALE ✧ 240110 From the second I got on the ice, seeing the crowd, it was a pretty unbelievable environment and a really fun spot to play in. Hell of a first game to be a part of, and just glad we came out on top.

#jamie drysdale #flyers #philadelphia flyers #hockey #nhl #meg.gif #meg.flyers #meg.all #here u go guys.... post game jamie <3 #he's thriving he's glowing that garish ibx patch on the other hand. is my enemy

[sayheykid]

trying to figure out how to say this delicately. i do think that the pwhl is going to make some progress, and already the support for the league is showing how much of a market there is for women's sports even from a few years ago. but it's kind of been irking me to see so many posts that act like there has never been any arena for women's pro hockey before. like do you understand how many people — how many leagues!! — came before this to even make the pwhl a possibility. do you know how many people have fought tooth and nail for women's pro hockey for DECADES. i'm not saying don't support the league, but don't act like it's the perfect solution to a brand new issue

#idk i'm just thinking #how quickly people forget the outrage and devastation of the entirety of the phf being blindsided by the acquisition/merger #contracts erased. careers ended. lives uprooted. #yes women players are getting more money and more visibility! that's great! #but i can't support it wholeheartedly #i will support it because they've ensured it's the only option there is but it still feels kind of bad man #saw a post earlier that was like 'starting today. young girls will realize there's a future for them in pro hockey' #that's great! but it's not starting today! #it started with all the groundwork that's been happening for years and years and years #hockey #pwhl #phf

[msmargaretmurry]

happy ten-year anniversary to the only playoff hockey tweet we'll ever need

#scheduling this post when i have no idea whether my team will even make the playoffs #so in some ways i am already in my own cocaine helicopter #however. are we ready kids!!!!!! #hockey for ts

[hughes86-43]

i think we all moved on way too quickly from this

#quinn hughes #hughes brothers #hockey players #vancouver canucks #Canucks #hockey #nhl #nhlhockey #I mean the outfit?? #the post working out??? #the smile