#Boston university hockey

[rowdyluv]

it’s okay Macklin, you’re the height Jack Hughes tells everyone he is.

[peachhcs]

macklin giving blarie her first piece of sharks clothes with his name and number ! also mack got this awesome sharks bomber jacket for the draft and i definitely seeing him wanting blarie to wear it because it would look so much better on him

celebrini 71

figure skater x macklin celebrini au (macklin + blaire)

after becoming official, blaire makes her debut in mack’s official sharks jersey as a surprise

wc: 1.7k

i swear you guys are just writing the au at this point i’m just here to add the details :) i combined two requests since they were basically the same thing but i thought this was super cutie

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now that they were officially together, it was just a matter of slowly telling everyone else and the fans who mack knew would go crazy when they found out he had a girlfriend. knowing how crazy they got sometimes, he didn't wanna scare blaire with it all, so before the next game, they talked about how ready she was to make their relationship public. 

"we totally don't have to do any of it," mack said making sure the girl understood that he wasn't pressuring her into any of this. she giggled though. 

"i don't know, i kind of want to. plus, so many people where your name and number so i'd just blend in with them. people will think i'm a fan or something," blaire grinned and those words were like music to the boy's ears. he'd been dying to get her into something that told people who's she was. not in a possessive way, but in a way that he wanted to show her off. 

"i guess you're right. are you sure though? i don't wanna push you into this if you aren't ready. people online can be pretty brutal," the brunette admitted because he's seen it before with so many guys and their girlfriends where the fans were just ruthless and saying horrible things—especially to will and samy after they got back together. 

"i'm sure, i promise. i hardly even use instagram or twitter to even see those comments," the girl reassured him, pecking the bridge of his nose. 

"okay, well in that case, my whole closet is yours to choose from," mack jumped up and opened the doors so blaire could see the full layout of all of his sharks merch she could wear to the game. she blushed, her eyes wandering over all of the options. 

"i mean i'd love if you wanted to wear my jersey, but if that's too much too soon you obviously don't have to. i have a bunch of shirts with my name on them—oh, and..i may have gotten you a small something," the hockey player rambled nervously as he jumped back over to his desk. blaire watched curiously as he brought out a two boxes wrapped up in blue wrapping paper. she raised her eyebrow.

"mack, what is this? you don't have to get me things," she quickly complained but the boy shook his head. 

"i know, but i wanted to," he smiled softly. she eyed him before slowly ripping the paper open. the first box she opened was a sharks t-shirt that one would see in the merch store or something, but after flipping it over, macklin's 71 and last name was displayed across the back. the girl quickly grinned.

"i wanted to get you your own," mack explained.

"this is so sweet, mack. i love it. i'll wear it everyday," she brought him into a hug. "good, i'm glad you like it. i had to keep up the tradition you know? of you having all my team shirts," he kissed her cheek and then urged her to open the other slightly bigger box. 

blaire tore into the wrapping paper again and eagerly lifted the lid off the box. her eyes widened when she saw the same sharks' teal in the form of a jacket. she lifted it up to see, admiring the detail that was the san jose sharks across the back and then mack's name and number along the sleeves. 

"woah, this is crazy," blaire mumbled

"i got it from the draft but i thought you'd look better in it than i ever would," he chuckled a bit.

"are you serious? you don't want this??" the dirty blonde admired the jacket in disbelief that her boyfriend didn't wanna keep something like this for his memories. 

"i'm sure. i probably wouldn't really wear it and i want you to have it," he insisted. blaire looked at him, a soft expression coating her features as he brought him into another hug. 

"you're so sweet. thank you," she said and they exchanged warm smiles. 

"of course. i hope i'll see you in one of them tonight," mack grinned, excited to see what outfit blaire would choose. she smirked, "looks like you'll have to wait and see." 

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blaire was gonna go all out for the game. she layered the new shirt mack just got her with his jersey which she was already planning on wearing before he got her the new shirt and jacket. she did her hair in a half up braid and those teal and white ribbons she wore to every game. she really hoped mack would like her outfit because she'd been planning it since last week when they finally became official. 

the girl pulled up to the rink an hour before puck drop. she got through the front security and headed towards her seat, eyes on the lookout for mack down on the ice. like blaire suspected, she blended right in with the other fans wearing the player's jerseys so everyone would just think she bought mack's jersey herself when in reality it was his actual jersey she was wearing. 

the brunette was busy warming up that he didn't notice her in her usual spot right away. the girl just admired him for the moment and the focus on his face as he ran the puck between his stick. it was something blaire had always admired about him and his dedication. mack never once let up, always ready, always giving it his all. it was why they bonded so quickly way back when they met because she was super dedicated to figure skating. she put her whole life into it, so meeting someone who was just as passionate about his own sport was something blaire really admired. 

finally, the rookie looked up at the stands for his girlfriend. he didn't see her at first because she blended right in with the other fans, so the boy became puzzled when he thought he didn't see her in her usual spot. he looked at the time—20 minutes until the start of the game. if mack knew anything about blaire it was that she hated being late. she always got to places early, so he was confused when he didn't see her. 

mack started growing concerned and was about to ask will when he finally saw her face in the crowd of people. she was looking at her phone, but mack recognized those ribbons from a mile away. his eyes traveled further down her figure and that's when he realized why she blended in so well and he didn't see her at first. 

she was wearing his jersey he gave her the other day. his jersey. the brunette was so shocked that he stopped everything he was doing to stare at her which made it quite obvious to others watching him. 

"mack?" will grew confused when he saw his friend just standing there not moving. the blonde tried following his eye line and that's when he saw blaire sitting up in the stands with a 71 on her back. 

"that's my jersey," the boy mumbled still in disbelief. 

"celly, you're staring," will nudged him before other fans caught onto what he was staring at. 

mack finally broke out of his stare, face completely red when he realized how hard he was staring. he ducked his face so fans didn't see and acted like he was still doing warm ups. blaire finally looked up, oblivious to her boyfriend's staring. she smiled when will offered a tiny wave in her direction. the girl waved back and then she watched him nudge mack. the boy's head slowly lifted and that's when she saw his crazy blush and she knew he had seen her in his jersey. 

mack wasn't sure how he was going to get through this game knowing blaire was up there in his jersey. not some knock off from merch stores, it was his. a jersey he's put on his body and been out on the ice during games. 

the team was called back down the tunnel. mack sent her a quick wink as he skated after will making blaire giggle. 

it was safe to say blaire was mack's good luck charm that night. he got two goals and two assists—his best game yet. the fans were on their feet cheering the rookie on, but the only cheers that mattered to mack belonged to the dirty blonde jumping around with pretty little ribbons tied into her hair staring directly at him. 

he was out of the locker room in record speed once the game finished to where blaire always waited for him in their secret hallway in the back of the arena. he laid his eyes on her as soon as he turned the corner and was practically running to spin her into his arms. blaire giggled when mack immediately lifted her off the ground, spreading a thousand kisses across her face. 

"hey," she giggled at his affection. mack pulled back to really take her in up close, his pupils literally turning to hearts as he made her do a slow spin so he could see the whole jersey on her. 

"wow," he mumbled. 

"i wanted to surprise you," blaire grinned and she felt his fingers gently trace his last name on her upper back and then down to the 71. 

"you look so good," he turned her back around, cupping her face in his hands. 

"so you like it?" 

"like it? i love it," the brunette kissed her, not being able to hold back anymore. she stood on her tiptoes for a better angle, her own hands clutching his wrists. 

"you look beautiful," mack hummed when they pulled back. 

"you're so sweet. brings me back to shattuck days," blaire remembered the old days where mack always gave her the jersey he wasn't wearing that game for her to wear and she wore it proudly every time. tonight was no different. 

"for sure, but this is even better," the rookie leaned in to kiss her again and she quickly reciprocated. it was such a good thing no one came back to this part of the arena ever.

[fiapartridge]

hii 💌 with macklin celebrini and his celebrity crush! reader ?? teehee 🤭🤭

macklin celebrini x hughes!sister

summary: when a video on the bu hockey instagram blows up, you finally match the name to the most perfect face.

fia's notes: i love mack so much. he's my fave bu boy 💌 also! happy valentine's day! 💌⭐️🍓 OH! and i made this a hughes!sister because...i wanted to... enjoy!!! <3333

Who is your celebrity crush? the whiteboard read as the boys piled off the ice and down the hall towards the locker room. Monday questions were the guys’ favorite or least favorite day depending on which guy you were asking. 

Case bounded off the ice, catching the question in the corner of his eye. “Mm, Margot Robbie. One hundred percent,” he pointed at the camera, winking. 

Lane Hutson was next as he stumbled down the hall, smiling once he saw the board. He hummed, standing in front of the question as he thought deeply about his answer. “Can I have multiple answers? Yes? Okay, um, I like Meghan Fox sometimes, Alex Morgan is pretty cool, Livvy Dunne definitely, Taylor Swift is a favorite, maybe Ariana Grande but she’s been iffy lately—”

Pushing him off camera, Doug laughed as he read the board. “Jesus, Lane. How many crushes do you have?”

“Hey! There’s a lot of beautiful women out there,” he smiled at the camera as Doug made a gagging noise in the background.

“Aiden!” Doug called for the boy as Aiden laid his stick on the wall and threw his hands to his hips. 

“Huh?” he replied.

“Celebrity crush, go.”

Aiden chuckled before shaking his head and pointing to Macklin who was trailing behind him, oblivious to the question. “Why don't we ask Mack over here,” he beamed, grabbing his brother’s shoulders and throwing him in front of the camera. “Macky definitely has someone in mind, don’t you Mack?”

Macklin would have punched his brother square in the face if he hadn’t been standing directly in front of the camera. A light tinge of pink dusted the boy’s features as Aiden teased him for his sudden shyness.

“C’mon Mack, maybe she’ll see it!”

“Yeah, that’s what I’m afraid of,” Macklin laughed awkwardly as he raked his hand through his hair.

“Yeah, well, if you don’t say it, somebody else will.”

“Don’t you fucking dare,” he pointed as Aiden grinned at the camera.

“Macky’s in love with Y/N Hughes!” he shouted before Macklin shoved him off camera, the video cutting off as you gaped at your screen. 

The video was being sent to you by everyone you knew and every single person you didn’t know, too.  Your entire feed was flooded with the boy’s reddened cheeks and awkward smile. The first few times of watching it, you felt bad that the boy was getting blasted on social media for liking you, but after a couple more rounds of watching, you went down a Macklin Celebrini rabbit hole. Your search engine was consumed with his interviews and game highlights. You researched his stats, age, birthplace, which school he was currently attending, everything. 

And it didn’t hurt that he was hot and your age. I mean, you weren’t new to the hockey scene being that you grew up in a house full of stars: your dad was an assistant coach for the Boston Bruins, your mom played for the US National Team at the Women’s World Championship, your brother was the captain of the Canucks, and your remaining brothers were playing on the same team in the NHL, breaking records and setting new ones. Your entire life was hockey even though you had nothing to do with the sport in the slightest. No, you were more of a figure skater—an Olympic gold figure skater, to be exact. You were on the ice in a different, less violent way. But you still supported your family and all of their endeavors, and gratefully, they supported yours, too.

So Macklin wasn’t a total stranger. You had heard talks of the projected #1 first pick at the 2024 NHL draft, but you never cared enough to match the face to the name. It’s funny that this is how you found out—sitting on your living room couch surrounded by your protective older brothers who knew his stats like the back of their hand. And they all held a bit of resentment for him.

“He was on Team Canada,” Jack scoffed. “You should not be associating with him.”

“So was Mercer!” you retorted. “And he’s still one of your best friends!”

“He’s also my teammate, Y/N/N. I can’t really not like the guy.”

You rolled your eyes, turning to the oldest who sat on the other side of you. “Quinny?”

He shrugged. “He’s a good kid, good stats, from Vancouver so you already know he’s a Canucks fan,” he smirked. “Let it go, Jack.”

Jack turned towards Luke who sat on the coffee table directly in front of you as he held your laptop on his lap, rewatching the video. “Luke? Thoughts?”

Luke looked up, watching as the three of them stared right back at him. “He’s in college, so at least you know he’s getting an education.”

Jack chuckled. “You were in college and you still have the brain of a monkey.”

Luke stood up, throwing the laptop on the couch as you and Quinn gave each other knowing looks. “And if you went to college, you would know that monkeys are actually really smart!”

You rolled your eyes, huffing as they burned glares into each other’s souls. “Can you guys just shut up!” you shouted. “I’m going to DM him and then I am going to never ask for your guys’ opinions ever again,” you smiled, standing up from the couch and walking towards your bedroom.

“I still don’t like him!” Jack yelled from the living room.

You groaned, not even making a move to turn around and talk to him. You simply shouted from the stairs, “I don’t care!” 

You started a conversation with "Macklin Celebrini"!

You: Hii!

Macklin: You saw it, didn’t you?

You: What gave it away?

Macklin: The fact that you probably didn’t know I existed until that video came out.

You: Okayy, true. BUT I enjoyed it!

Macklin: Which part? The part where I was trying not to kill my brother, or the part that became a meme of my face getting so red everyone put tomatoes all over my Instagram comments?

You: Both? To be fair, I thought your blushing was cute.

Macklin: You’re kidding.

You: Not in the slightest. :) So, when are you in Michigan next? Heard there was this super fun lake house there in the summer.

Macklin: I can’t believe this is happening.

You: You would think you would be a bit more enthusiastic.

Macklin: Believe me, my face is crazier than in the video right now, and that’s saying something.

You: I believe it. And actually, that’s just all of my burner accounts commenting on your post.

Macklin: Knew something was suspicious.

You: Oh, definitely. Also…

Macklin: Bad news? I knew this was going too well.

You: No. Just thank your brother for me.

Macklin: For what?

You: For leading me to you.

Macklin: Oh, God, I’ve gone full-on tomato.

You: 🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅!

Macklin: IT WAS YOU

[alhanna05]

Can we as a society talk more about Case McCarthy. Senior at Boston University and is a devils prospect from the 2019 draft class. Was part of the 2018-19 USNTDP. Is currently hurt after a hit on the boards on the hockey east semifinal with providence.

[viennajoell]

[jocelynscrazyideas]

MACKLIN?!

one of these are NOT like the other…

[toasttt11]

good luck

prompt- putting their chin of the other's shoulder.

She walked into her boyfriend’s hotel room seeing his younger siblings playing a game together on the couch and Aiden talking with family members, and his parents looking worried at the closed bathroom door.

Robyn and Rick shared a relieved look seeing their son’s girlfriend knowing if anyone could talk to him and make him feel better it is her.

“He’s inside.” Robyn told her, making her nod.

“I’ve got him.” She reassured Macklin’s parents making them nod believing her and they gave her one more thankful look before walking away to continue to get things ready for Macklin’s draft.

“Mackie?” She knocked on the door of the bathroom gently, “Can i come in?”

She heard the door unlock and opened the door closing it behind her knowing Macklin wants privacy from everyone right now.

She saw him standing in front of the sink looking at the mirror fiddling with his tie, she walked behind him resting her chin on his shoulder wrapping her arms around his waist, “Hey you.” She softly spoke her thumb gently rubbing at his hip.

“Hi.” Macklin softly spoke back to his girlfriend.

“What’s going on in that brain of yours?” She softly asked encouraging him to talk to her.

“What if,” Macklin licked his lips looking nervous and anxious, “What if i don’t live up to all the hype and i am a totally bust.” Macklin knows he is a good hockey player or he wouldn’t be about to be drafted the number one like but he was worried he wouldn’t be as good as everyone thinks he is and end up just a below average player.

“That will not happen Macklin Celebrini.” She firmly told him spinning him around and cupping his face, “You are an incredible hockey player and you’re gonna have good and bad games throughout your career but trust me you are never gonna be bust. You’re gonna do amazing things in the league.” She firmly but softly told him her thumb rubbing his cheek softly as she spoke to him.

Macklin slowly nodded swallowing softly believing her words a bit more than he would anyone else, “How did i get so lucky?” Macklin asked softly, He only very recently had the courage to ask out his long time best friend and he’s still getting use to how lucky he feels having her as his girlfriend.

“I happen to like you.” She teased back happy that she made him feel a bit better and saw him smile.

“That makes me very lucky.” Macklin softly teased back his hands resting on her lower back.

She fondly rolled her eyes while her cheeks turned a light pink, “Come on you have a draft to get too.” She dropped her arms from his neck and turned to walk away but Macklin grabbed her arm gently and spun her back around to him.

Macklin cupped her face pulling her into a soft but slow kiss before eventually pulling back, “For good luck.” Macklin softly said making her smile fondly at him.

[asunsetgrace16]

✧ 𝗜𝗡𝗧𝗥𝗢𝗗𝗨𝗖𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡𝗦⎥ 𝗠𝗖71

Pairing: Macklin Celebrini x fem!reader

Warnings: one swear, little brothers being little brothers

Summary: Mack meets the parents.

Notes: Requested by luvzty

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Word Count: 1k

For the first time, Macklin is joining Y/N’s family for dinner and meeting her family in person. Of course, they had talked over FaceTime, but it is a whole different ball game to meet the parents in person. His schedule with games and both of their class schedules, along with being on the opposite side of the continent, made it impossible for it to happen during the season. Now, with both school and hockey over, Y/N and Macklin flew home for the summer. They drove through Vancouver, out into the suburbs. The sun began its descent as they drove east. Y/N flipped the radio to a classic rock station, minimal conversation being made. As they neared her parent’s house, Mack blew out a breath, his knee bouncing nervously. His hand flexed on the wheel, a nervous tick. Y/N noticed, reaching over the console and resting her hand on his knee. Her thumb rubs soothingly over the fabric of his jeans. 

“Why are you so nervous, baby? They’ve always liked you.” Y/N asks softly, keeping her eyes trained on Macklin’s face. 

“I know, but what if it’s different now? Besides, I think it’s tradition to be nervous before meeting your girlfriend’s parents.” He says and looks over at her briefly. The joke makes them both smile a little. 

“I guess there’s that. But don’t worry, dad will talk your ear off the whole night if my brothers don’t get to you first.”

“A welcome distraction. I’m not sure who I’m scared of more, your dad or your brothers.”

“Preteens are remarkably harsh.”

“And brutally honest. RJ has more of an attitude than the three actual teenagers in our house combined.”

Y/N laughs, shaking her head and says, “It’s always the youngest ones.”

She has many times been a witness to the youngest Celebrini’s antics, hilarious, annoying, and exasperating in equal measure. She turns as much as her seat will allow, content to gaze adoringly at Macklin, a soft smile on her face all the while. Macklin moves to turn up the radio, and before long, they are singing along to Bon Jovi at the top of their lungs. The rest of the drive passes quickly, with each of them taking turns doing karaoke to whatever song plays next. As they pull into her parents’ driveway, Macklin is nervous again. He wipes his palms on hsi jeans, closing his eyes for a second. 

“It’ll be ok. Just be you.” Y/N says encouragingly, “C’mon, they’re probably waiting.”

They climb out of the car, and Mack immediately grasps Y/N’s hand, interlocking their fingers. They mounted the porch steps and just as Y/N reached for the handle, the door flew open to reveal her parents. A flurry of activity had Mack and Y/N in the house, passed between parents for hugs and ‘nice to meet you’ handshakes.

“It’s wonderful to meet you, Mrs. Y/L/N. I just wish it could have happened sooner.” Macklin says, going to shake her mom’s hand. She goes for the hug instead. 

“Just Anna, Macklin, Mrs. Y/L/N is my mother in law. And technically we have already met.” Y/N’s mom says warmly, smiling at him.

Y/N’s dad is less warm, opting for a firm handshake that Mack returns no problem.

“Nice to meet you, sir.” 

“Brian. Not ‘sir’. It makes me feel old. I’ve heard a lot about you.” He tells Macklin. 

“Good things, I hope.”

“Oh yes, as Y/N called it, ‘a grade-A teenager level crush’ which tells me all I need to know.” Her dad winks, and Y/N covers her face with her hands and groans.

“Dad, don’t embarrass me.” She pleads.

“What, it’s my job to embarrass you. I get the feeling that Macklin here isn’t going to run for the hills when he hears an embarrassing story,” He and Macklin share a grin while Anna rolls her eyes and heads to the kitchen, “besides, who knows what stories your brothers will spin and share at dinner.”

Y/N just groans, following her mom out of the living room. The group settles in the kitchen while dinner finishes cooking.

“It smells amazing, Mom. What are you making?” Y/N asks.

“Beef stroganoff and broccoli salad.” Anna answers, sliding the salad bowl and dressing over to Y/N. 

A thunder on the stairs announces the arrival of Y/N’s younger brothers, 13 year old Chase and 10 year old Reese. Y/N introduces them to Macklin, both of them pulling a disgusted face at the words ‘boyfriend’ and ‘don’t embarrass me’. Chase pretends to puke. Before long, they whisked Macklin away to shoot pucks outside. Y/N’s dad laughs as she watches the three of them out the window, her mom smacks him with a towel. The boys are called inside to wash up. Dinner passes quickly, with the conversation of school life, the hockey season, and how Macklin and Y/N met, punctuated periodically by her brothers grilling Macklin about the NHL players he knows. 

Y/N and Macklin help clean up before heading on their way. Copious amounts of leftovers are sent with them. Her brothers give her a quick hug, Reese holding on for a second longer. Reese even awkwardly side-hugs Macklin, who simply smiles, while Chase goes for the grown-up handshake. They finish saying their good-byes, hard to do when Brian likes to talk as much as he does, and head back into the city. 

“I’d call that a success.” Y/N comments. It’s dark out now, but the stars can’t quite be seen. 

“I think so. I had a good time. Your dad really likes to talk.”

“I’m glad, and I told you he would. I lived in that house for seventeen years. Mom’s been pestering me since we got back that we need to come for dinner.”

Macklin hums in acknowledgement, “Your brothers are hilarious, by the way.” 

“Oh yeah? What did they tell you about me?”

“Oh nothing important.”

Y/N can hear the quiver in his voice. He’s trying not to laugh, the fucker. She tips her head back and sighs, eyes closed. Macklin rolls his lips together to fight off a smile, hand flexing on the steering wheel.

“You’re never going to tell me, are you?” 

“Nope.”

[puckpocketed]

12/06/2024 - Macklin Celebrini in Boston University Cinematography Reel 23-24, by Bernie Perisie

[aerinfrankellove]

I’m not feeling emotional about the Boston season you are

[rowdyluv]

“The BC line does it again”

They play for gold tonight at 7:30 est!!!

the fact that the caps and the rags get ryan and gabe soon makes me sick. hopefully someone decent is first overall this and nabs james 🥲

[peachhcs]

mack getting chirped like a few weeks after will met blarie because he didn’t realize he had a hickey and the other guys realize he was with someone but he’s very tight lipped not saying anything

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it felt like deja vu or at least like will and mack swapped roles. they were in the locker room bright and early for morning skate, tired and ready to get back to bed already. mack was minding his own business when eklund caught sight of the rookie’s neck.

“holy shit, what is that?!” the blonde exclaimed making the others snap their gazes in their direction. mack grew confused, looking at will who just shrugged.

“what?”

“your neck!” eklund pointed right at the purple mark just above the dip that connected mack’s neck and shoulder. he got close and inspected it while bordeleau was there a second later to check it out.

“you have a hickey! holy shit. i thought we just had to deal with will!” eklund continued his amusement making the brunette’s face burn with embarrassment. he slapped a hand over his neck while will started laughing.

“so who is she? is this the same chick you’re fleeing every game after for?” thomas wondered, crossing his arms while will and henry came to poke around too.

“maybe,” mack mumbled as he continued putting the rest of his gear on.

“well, come on. tell us! is she a fan?” the older boys snickered at the idea of their rookie hooking up with some fan after every game.

“you guys are so immature,” mack rolled his eyes instead and opted to not say anything. this was one of the reasons he was waiting to tell them about blaire because this was how they got.

will stayed silent beside the boy knowing it wasn’t his place to tell.

“come on, celly. tell us. does puppy over here know?” they pointed to will who avoided everyone’s gaze.

“at least they’re on you now and not me,” will said teasingly to try and get them to ease off.

“oh, we’ll be back on you when you show up with more hickey’s and scratches down your back, don’t worry,” thomas pointed at the blonde who flushed and just brushed their comments off.

“we’ll find out sooner or later, celly. we always know,” eklund roughed up the younger brunette’s shoulders before getting back to his stall.

luckily, the others dispersed and the subject was forgotten for now. macklin glanced at will who only shrugged.

“you gotta keep those where no one will see them,” the blonde winked and gathered his stuff to get on the ice.

macklin blew out a sigh. he didn’t even know he had a hickey.

[fiapartridge]

💌 with the sweetest boy himself, the bu boy, macklin

i loved writing this, i love him, & yes, he is the sweetest boy ugh

and i haven't seen a single mack fic on here like 👀 why we sleeping on mack?? anyways, this is fluffy to the maxxxx

Stepping into his dorm, you took off your beanie as he worked to unzip the zipper of your large puffer. You grinned, placing a soft kiss on his lips as he smiled in return.

You loved days like this: grabbing coffee from the cafe downtown, shaking off snow and laughing at how ridiculous the two of you looked, comparing yourselves to dogs after a bath, and coming back to his dorm as he removed your articles of clothing without you ever asking because that was just the boy he was. He was your perfect boy.

You moved to sit atop his bed, opening his laptop, and scrolling through Netflix to find a movie to watch before you had to head back to your own dorm and brave the cold sheets of snow outside. He shrugged off his winter coat as you eyed his new shirt that you hadn’t seen him put on this morning before leaving to grab coffee.

“Mack?” you asked as he laid in the spot next to you, wrapping an arm around your shoulders and pulling you into the comfortable curve of his body.

He hummed in response, paying more attention to the movie on the screen rather than the curious yet amused tone in your voice. 

“When did you get that shirt?” you laughed as he looked down at his top as if he had forgotten he even put it on in the first place. The shirt in question? A white tee with the words “I love my girlfriend,” except the ‘love’ was replaced with a big red heart. And the back? A picture of you two on the ice during family skate at BU, smiling brightly at the cameraman (thank you, Lane Hutson).

“Oh,” he huffed out a laugh, a tinge of pink settling on his cheeks. “Case got it for me for Christmas.”

“And I’m just now hearing about this?” You rolled onto your stomach, your chin resting on his chest.

Even after a year of dating, you still made Macklin nervous. You kept him on his toes, never knowing how you'd react or if he scared you away or if he would lose you by doing one thing over another. He was very subconscious in that way. If he lost you, he wouldn’t know what he’d do. You were his whole entire life, and while many say it’s unhealthy to rely on a person that much, Macklin didn’t care. He was head over heels for the girl sitting beside him, and maybe that’s why he wore the shirt, to show people that you were his, that he was very much in love, and that he was very much taken.

“I-” he nervously stammered.

You laughed, shaking your head. “I’m messing with you, Celly.” You shrugged. “I think it’s hot.”

He rolled his eyes. “There is no way you think this is hot.”

Moving closer, you watched as his eyes wavered down to your lips and quickly back to your gaze. A small smirk danced on your lips as you mirrored his movements, glancing back and forth between his eyes and his lips. “I don’t know. Telling everyone you love me with a picture of us on your back? It kinda makes me feel special, you know?”

“Any other ways I can make you feel special?” he smirked.

You gasped, smacking him in the shoulder as he let out an amused chuckle. “You are so gross, Mack!”

“I didn’t even say anything!” he replied, drawing you closer to his body until you were resting on top of him.

“You implied it.”

“Mhm,” he chuckled. He gazed at you intently, admiring his girl as you looked away, feeling exposed. His hand lightly held your chin, moving your head to look back at him. “You’re the prettiest girl ever.” he whispered, holding your waist as your hands steadied yourself on his chest. He ran his thumb up and down the exposed skin on your hip.

“I hate you,” you said softly, trying to hide the light shade of blush that was increasingly spreading across your cheeks.

“Embrace it, baby,” he remarked, dragging one of his hands up your back and leaning your body down to his chest, your arms falling to either side of his head as he closed the small distance between the two of you, brushing his lips against yours before fully capturing them in a tender kiss.

Your bodies pressed together as if you were trying to melt into each other, lost in the intoxicating sensation of being so close, so connected. Your breaths were mingled, hot and ragged as you somehow pulled him closer, kissing him with so much desperation you were unsure where this fervent fire came from.

Maybe it really was the shirt.

Your lips parted reluctantly, and with a soft, breathless laugh, you traced the contours of his skin, marveling at the way his features felt as if they were made for you and only you to enjoy. They were made for you to kiss and to admire, to love. With a soft sigh, you leaned down, resting your head on his chest as his arms encircled your small frame, holding you close as if he never wanted to let go. 

“I should wear this shirt more often, huh?”

“Oh, shut up.”

[prettyboysinmyheart]

could u do how macklin celebrini is as a bf

no nsfw pls

Of course, I can! Lmk if you like it, lovey <3

- Macklin would be such a sweet, funny and loving boyfriend

- knows how to balance school and hockey very well so you guys spend a lot of time together

- his favorite thing to do with you is study, go for walks, bowling and ice skating

- love language is physical touch and words of affirmation

- “I love your smile”

- “I’m so proud of you, baby”

- “you look beautiful in that outfit”

- “you’re kind, smart and beautiful. Always remember that”

- loves forehead kisses

- is so supportive and understanding

- if you play a sport, he’ll show up to your games and even practice to cheer you on

- he created a secret handshake that you guys loved to do before games

- always tags along when you run errands

- doesn’t care where or how long it’ll take, he’ll be by your side, holding your hand while having the biggest smile on his face

- isn’t scared to hold your purse (always ask if he can hold it)

- late night adventures

- Macklin loves having you come to his games

- during warmups, he’ll around skate looking for you then practice his drills

- Mack will blow you a kiss before the game starts

- is the the little spoon when cuddling

- likes head scratches + back rubs

- can’t cook but tried his hardest

- he has easy recipes saved that he wants to try and cook for you

- in the end, his cooking skill are good and he’s very proud of it

- remembers everything about you

- loves giving you flowers

- smiles when someone mentions your name

- overall, he would be such a great partner

[viennajoell]

[gophersupremecy]

It’s almost that time.

(I’m trying to be very demure but I AM SO EXCITED I CANNOT)