jesus fucking christ you get one good night of sleep after Gabe signing and now you have to rebrand your whole hockey socials presence
"Erik Johnson is a stupid boy!"
thanks for everything, ej.
you always did feel just like home - nathan mackinnon
summary: valorie hadn't meant to be away from nova scotia for so long, and she hadn't meant to immediately insert herself back into nate's life. mysterious how the universe works.
word count: 11,365
warning: not exactly healthy alcohol consumption
note: it is finally time for me to put my money where my mouth is and post my exchange fic instead of just bothering everybody else! this is written for the winter fic exchange 2k23 and i wrote it for cait (hey @blueskrugs that's you)! i hope you like it! thanks to @matthewtkachuk, @comphy-and-cozy @farbutnevergone & @laurenairay who have all provided feedback as this grew to be a lot longer than anticipated.
playlist: | looking back - parachute | wait - knuckle puck | longshot - catfish and the bottlemen | selfish - the kite string tangle | i'm in love with you - the 1975 |
That Which We Are, We Are | Nathan MacKinnon | Chapter 6
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A/N: IT'S THE AFTERMATH Y'ALL HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR
Nate wasn’t going to let Sorcha get away with what she’d done. Not by a long shot. So after he rushed through his house, put a comb through his hair, brushed his teeth, gargled some mouth wash, and changed into some respectable clothes, he packed Cox into his car and headed for Halifax.
To Sail Beyond the Sunset ft. Sidney Crosby | Chapter 5
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A/N: 6000 words of...well...
Every time June put on a pair of pointe shoes, she felt like she was putting on a piece of second skin. They were as much a part of her as her nose, eyes, and hands. Every ballerina had a very specific way of moulding their pointe shoes to fit their feet, and June was no different; she could do it with her eyes closed, one arm tied behind her back – all the old adages were true for her. From the satin, the elastic, the ribbon, the toe pads and Second Skin, to knowing exactly where to sew the elastic to support her ankle, how long to cut the ribbon, where to bend and pop the shank, and how many times she needed to band the toe box against the wall or floor or even with her own heel so it softened and wouldn’t make noise on stage. She was perfectionist with it, but it was like second nature to her. She’d prepared thousands upon thousands of pointe shoes during her career. She didn’t think she’d ever forget how to do it. She could be a hundred years old suffering from dementia, and if someone handed her a pair of pointe shoes, she’d know exactly how to make them fit her feet.
That Which We Are, We Are | Nathan MacKinnon | Chapter 5
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A/N: 7000+ words of...well...
Sorcha had texted the address to the coffee shop to Nate earlier that morning, and now, in a turn of events, she was waiting for him instead of the other way around. She only had to go into work in the afternoon today anyway, so she decided to take advantage of her free time in the morning. She’d already ordered a cappuccino and an almond croissant as she kept glancing towards the door, waiting for him to come in.
To Sail Beyond the Sunset ft. Sidney Crosby | Chapter 4
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A/N: Surprisingly, no flashback scene in this one...but we finally get to figure out what June's hiding! And some interesting thoughts from Sid...
Lazy nights with June on the lake were Sidney’s favourite thing to do in the summer. Besides fishing, it was probably the one activity that brought him the most solace. It was the only time that his mind was completely clear from any worries, doubts, overthinking, everything – even hockey. Time with June was the best medicine in the world; it was the cure for everything, and the thing Sidney always wanted.
That Which We Are, We Are | Nathan MacKinnon | Chapter 4
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A/N: so excited for this one...hope you guys enjoy!
CW: this chapter contains three instances of bullying of an overweight person
Sorcha was busy at work when she felt her phone buzz on her desk beside her. After finishing up the email she had to write to her boss, she looked over.
lunch @ lot six?
She couldn’t help but smile at the screen. She swiped on the notification and began typing.
I’m in a meeting until 1. Can you meet that late?
She didn’t even have to wait to see the three-dot bubble pop up.
yeah np. i meet w sid at 3 anyway.
To Sail Beyond the Sunset ft. Sidney Crosby | Chapter 3
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A/N: very long flashback scenes in this one…
Okay. June was acting suspicious.
There were so many classes where she had to stay late now. There were so many “extra lessons”. Sid understood that they’d all just had their auditions and they wanted to perfect everything, but it was all still…well, suspicious. June had always been clear from the start with her girls and their parents about how she valued school, sleep, social time, and the girls living normal lives outside of dance, so it was weird to him that, all of the sudden, she was taking on extra lessons that went later than normal. June had those rules and worked that way because she hardly got those things when she was growing up and going through dance.
Sidney kept telling himself that June had never lied to him before; she’d always been honest and upfront about everything. That’s how their relationship was, how it had always been. He had zero reason to think she was lying. That is, until he thought about how principled she was in not having ballet take over someone’s life like it took over hers. So, to Sid, it was very weird of her to suddenly back out of that principle.
June never lied to him. However, she did lie to others. Most notably Miss Hockley. Well, she lied to Miss Hockley once, and Sidney didn’t think it ever happened again.
This is genuinely devastating. Lots of love to Pete’s family. I will miss his commentary so so much.
or run away - jack hughes
series: we don’t have no time to waste
summary: it isn't always easy.
note: i've had this idea for months now and as far as i'm concerned it was going to be canon in this universe regardless of whether or not i wrote the fic.
i implore anyone and everyone to fight for access to safe and legal abortions.
word count: 3,580
warning: very frank mentions of abortions including the decision process, abortion related medical descriptions, emetophobia, references to eating disorders (bulimia), maternal death. please excuse any inaccuracies, i tried my hardest and did a lot of research but cannot promise this is flawless
That Which We Are, We Are | Nathan MacKinnon | Chapter 3
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A/N: Happy Halloween everyone! Enjoy :)
“I’m sorry, you’re going out to dinner with whomst?”
Sorcha groaned into the phone at her best friend’s tone. Even from all the way in Vancouver, Sorcha could hear the absolute distaste in her tone. “Victoria—”
“You could have at least waited until I was off work! How the hell am I going to concentrate on anything now knowing you’re having dinner with Nathan MacKinnon?!”
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