@dadvans

how are we feeling abt geno in sid’s jersey for warm-ups tonight, lads

rinkrats:

he’s beaming away at geno joking around off camera!! i believe

(stefon voice) this video has EVERYTHING: sidney crosby sex hair. sidney crosby’s fluffy curls. sidney crosby’s adoring robojaw smile as he ignores a man asking him questions to cheese up at his husband. a couple that’s been married for sixteen years STILL FLIRTING

dadvans :

it’s almost valentines day, you know what that means

chaos-hockey:

Sidney Crosby’s Ass is the ass equivalent of anime tits

every hockey fic should have Sid donking meatily downstairs

thoroughbredsbian :

thoroughbredsbian :

the point of tumblr isn’t even the big posts it’s at night when u and ur mutuals are online making 10-note borderline incomprehensible or unimportant posts all inspired by each other and we’re liking each others posts. so tender

the like function on tumblr is for patting my mutuals gently on the shoulder 

“look at this view” i’m looking, nate is looking, we’re all looking

roguetelemetry :

rasputeeze :

PG: Psycho Goreman (2020)

this is the return to 80s low budget practical shit I live for

me at age 18 coming to terms w my sexuality

the camboy Sid/NHLer Nate snippet is incredible ! nothing gives me more life than the idea that despite the career change for Sid, Nate is still the worlds most devoted Sid stan. and we already know he’s in his bag $ on twitch, so the idea that he’s single-handedly paying Sid’s rent is WOOF

nate is a possessive little shit and sid knows it. he can tease nate that yeah, yunggnate pays enough that sid doesn’t have to worry about rent, that nate is good at taking care of him on the weekends they see each other. but he mentions, you know, ever since this dude majortazer19 subscribed to his onlyfans, sid hasn’t been worrying about the monthly payments on his range rover either.

they have an agreement, and nate knows that they wouldn’t even be dating if sid wasn’t in his profession and nate wasn’t deeply horny 25/7. but they’re still themselves, and nate can be jealous, and sid can want more. eventually nate sucks it up and tells sid if he wants the real mile high experience, he should move to denver. 

“so you can keep an eye on me?” sid asks warily, thumbing at nate’s nipple in their post-fuck glow. 

“shut up, you know it’s not like that. let me boyfriend you up for real,” nate says, smacking his hand away and rolling over to get his weight on sid more. “not asking you to stop doing what you do. you know i think it’s hot that everyone wants to fuck my boyfriend. but at the end of the day i want you coming home to me.” 

saw your tags and gasped I MUST know more about camboy sid

I’ve had to think about this a lot. Okay:

Camboy Sid would happen because a guy Sid dated in college makes a couple of sex tapes, which starts out embarrassing but then one night when they watch them back mid-fuck, Sid is kind of turned on watching himself. College Boyfriend has a way of talking about Sid’s ass that’s near biblical and from this angle Sid actually kind of gets it. They probably put up a few films online, fool around, break up, no hard feelings.

For awhile Sid feels kind of weird because he jerks off to his own Pornhub videos until he figures out he’s just into being watched and on camera. He starts an OnlyFans, and he’s popular because he’s hot and willing to try just about anything once, but draws the line at the guy who asks for cake farts. In the beginning he has a lot of people paying him so he can get better camera equipment, props for lighting, and he encourages the people who lecture him about his angles because he really does want to make it good for them. So he’s kind of a diamond in the rough, but he’s enthusiastic and a fast learner and he has a great ass and a pretty mouth.

Most people back home heard he moved to Hollywood after college and think he’s waiting tables or doing background industry work, and he sure as hell isn’t gonna correct anyone when he comes home for Christmas. Old ladies smile at him in the grocery store and his dad’s friends clink the necks of their beer bottles against his on poker night.

He thinks he’s in the clear until he’s on a jog (ugh) in his parents’ neighborhood and gets stopped by some kid with a sweet face full of snaggleteeth and legs up to his ears. The kid is out on a run too and keeps pace. Sid thinks he recognizes him from TV; a pro hockey player maybe, which is crazy to think about from their small town.

“You haven’t updated for a week, some people think you died,” the kid says while they jog together. He’s got a lisp and he’s breathing a little hard. “Your subreddit is going crazy, man. Last place I’d think you’d be is here.”

Sid wants to stop running and he wants to speed up all at once, see if he can escape this. He tamps down on his own panic. “Yeah, well, even sex workers should get to go home for Christmas. What do you want?”

The kid laughs. “To say hi. Shoot my shot, and you know, maybe shoot my shot. I’m a big fan.”

Sid stops, and so does the kid. Sid eyes him warily for a second, up and down, but his crooked smile is genuine and his eyes are a kind blue when he pushes his greasy bangs out of his face. He’s wearing a Colorado Avalanche hoodie and that’s where Sid recognizes him from— first overall a couple years ago, he remembers. This guy has a lot to lose.

“Sid,” Sid says, offering his hand.

The kid beams. “Nate,” he says, and he takes it.

thetaoofbetty:

very sexy indeed

rinkrats :

thank you 2021 for sidney crosby’s hair

me dragging my body onto tumblr to say i heard someone has a post of the nate and sid quotes from SC. is that you?!?!

so i WAS going to upload a copy of the interview to soundcloud like i’ve done before, but for the life of me can’t figure out how i saved podcasts before. the amazing hero who has the quotes up would be @rinkrats, who does a lot of great work preserving media for us horny fellows here on tumblr dot com

del l m a o i choked on my grilled cheese

please hang in there claude

ticklefighthockey:

u ever think about mitski writing a whole ass song abt castiel, angel of the lord

dadvans :

no one does it like you

hockey rpf :: 3k :: sidney crosby/nathan mackinnon

“Nate, I’m gonna murder you,” Sid said, but at the same time he shifted his hips up so he could unbutton his own jeans and slide them down mid-thigh.

“That’s not nice,” Nate replied, pressing a kiss to his jaw, before ducking underneath his arm to get his face against Sid’s boxers, where his dick was already pitching a tent. He pressed another kiss to the slit in Sid’s boxers, Sid’s dick trying to poke through. “Daddy.”

“Jesus fucking Christ,” Sid said.

no one does it like you

hockey rpf :: 3k :: sidney crosby/nathan mackinnon

“Nate, I’m gonna murder you,” Sid said, but at the same time he shifted his hips up so he could unbutton his own jeans and slide them down mid-thigh.

“That’s not nice,” Nate replied, pressing a kiss to his jaw, before ducking underneath his arm to get his face against Sid’s boxers, where his dick was already pitching a tent. He pressed another kiss to the slit in Sid’s boxers, Sid’s dick trying to poke through. “Daddy.”

“Jesus fucking Christ,” Sid said.

o to be nathan mackinnon, writing “i love sid” with a You’re Watching the Disney Channel wand during the all star game one year, referring to him as ur dad multiple times on ur fortnite stream the next………

i give all my college followers permission to tell ur professors that ur grandpa died and use my obituary when i kick it so u can get an extension on ur paper

redwing :

can i just say that “im the one who gripped you tight and raised you from perdition” is such an objectively bonkers insane WILD line of dialogue to say- much less to be the FIRST WORDS of a CHARACTER that the show was meant to KILL OFF after 3 EPISODES. like. you dont let THIS be a character’s first words and then fucking kill them off 3 episodes later. NORMAL TV SHOWS would be like “i’m the one who pulled you out of hell” but meanwhile on cw’s supernatural the writers were too busy tripping and stumbling into GREATNESS like i truly cannot believe cas was supposed to get offed after 3 episodes. im the one who gripped you tight and raised you from perdition. who wrote this. what the actual fuck

this is literally the television equivalent of finding out “i will face god and walk backwards into hell” is a shitpost and “we deserve a soft epilogue my love” is from captain america fic

#NOT to return to my 6 years ago roots but#this is some jocks vs nerds shit#and i can see the helenish snippet with my third eye right now (@drunktuesdays)

hi dad I’m just a follower who’s stuck around since yoi hehe just hoping you’re happy and healthy, love u n take care of yourself 😜

thanks for hanging out!!! hope you’re enjoying NYE/2021 when this finds you x

minisuke87 :

Oh, his lips…

anyone else spend all of quarantine thinking about how touchstarved sid has been

(EDIT to say i don’t meant that he’s lonely or unloved, just that his entire life he’s been in a high contact sport, is constantly prodded at and inspected by medical staff, is sewn into his falling apart gear on the bench, spends a majority of his time with his team, and now he’s had, outside of the bubble, months of social distancing where he probably isn’t being handled, instead living in the absence of it)

the-last-punbender :

chromolume :

so imagine you’re making ratatouille and you don’t like tomatoes. you don’t like the taste, the texture, the putting them in the water and the peeling them - eugh! so you say to yourself “lookit, this whole dish is nothing but vegetables, so what does it matter if i leave the tomatoes out?” a seemingly innocuous decision on the surface, but 2 hours or whatever later when you’re done cooking, you open the oven to find a complete mess! just a pot full of baked vegetables, none of them congealed or somehow unified. what happened to your beloved ratatouille? so you take to google and find that actually the tomatoes are an essential ingredient of ratatouille, as they form a “sauce” of a certain kind that makes the whole thing work. and so a seemingly innocent decision has destroyed the very foundation of the established order with disturbing ramifications towards the whole. in this essay i will examine how martin luther’s 95 theses lead to protestants being more boring than catholics

This is the opposite of a recipe blog

i know this is probably years too late, but i only recently got into south park (as a fandom) and i'm a staig artist/writer. "think of you from time to time" is not only the best staig fic i have ever read, and even though it's only a predecessor to style, it absolutely destroyed me and i cried irl all day thinking about it. you write craig just as i envision him? idk how you made him so perfect? i hope you know i'm just happy that it exists. thank you for writing it. i'll cherish it forever. -m

aw hey!!!! thank you so much for this wonderful, unexpected note. it’s been years since i’ve thought about that series, and i’ve always been kind of sad that i didn’t have my shit together enough to complete it (i was really Goin Thru It during my brief stint in the SP fandom, could you tell lol). 

i still have a lot of feelings and Opinions™ abt craig tucker, and it pleases me to no end that someone is still carrying the staig torch :’) i remember listening to 100,000 Fireflies by the magnetic fields a lot then because “you won’t be happy with me, so give me one more chance, you won’t be happy anyway” was so fitting for them. what nightmares, god bless em. 

sidgenospookfest :

collection here!

enjoy, everyone! happy halloween! 

-Spooky Mod

vgkvibes:

girl dad 🥺

high dadvans is logging on to let everyone know i thought this shit meant their DOG was pregnant and having puppies so i was like “lol ok” for the past however long whenever people would be like “dylan strome, known baby, is having a baby” bc i thought his dog was having puppies!! but for real like he is allowed to have a kid, for real? u sure? and since when does dylan strome have goddamn yaoi hands? i’m questioning everything i’ve ever known.

rinkrats:

Their first night as teammates, housemates, doesn’t go well. Crosby remembers (Eric) Neilson walking off the bus.

“There’s this big guy, the best mushroom cut I’ve ever seen, full of energy, right away just hootin’ and hollerin’ at the bus station after a long trip. You can tell right away, just a great guy to be around. Seemed pretty normal - and then he said (laughs), he said: ‘Make sure you open my window tonight’.”

They had bedrooms next to each other in their billet’s basement.

“He said that he was going to wait at the billet to make sure that he was there if there was a curfew call, but that he needed his window open to get back after curfew. So, I’m thinking to myself, ‘Okay… here we go’.

So I go into my room and sure enough, I fall asleep. I totally forget that he’d asked me that, and I wake up around 2 or 3, and I hear this banging and crashing, and I have no idea what it is. I can’t tell where the noise is coming from. It’s my first night there, obviously I don’t know my billet that well at this time, so I just kind of shake it off and go back to sleep. At that time, I totally forgot what he had asked me.

So I go back to sleep, wake up in the morning. Supposed to wake him up for the practice in the morning. So I open his door. It’s freezing cold in his room. I look up and the window is just demolished. And I’m thinking, ‘Oh… I forgot to open the window’.

He just rolls over, and he’s so pissed off at me. I think he just sighed and said, ‘What did I ask you?’ (laughs) I said, ‘Yeah, I know. Sorry, I totally forgot. I fell asleep.’”

It wasn’t a great start. Luckily, it’s easy to forgive a guy who’s about to turn your franchise around.

Neilson and Crosby quickly become best buds. A local Mazda dealership gives them a sponsored car. Crosby doesn’t have his driver’s licence yet, so the dealership puts his name and number on the passenger side door. 87, Crosby. And on the driver’s side: Neilson, 29.

“Like I’m his personal chauffeur, right? But it was kinda fun. We had a good time with it. Taught him how to drive a little bit. We’d go to the parking lot and he was an awful driver. Still is a bad driver, but he just never really got the hang of 10 and 2 and being able to check the mirror. He’s just pretty bad. He’s a lot better a hockey player than he was a driver, that’s for sure.”

Crosby can’t handle a stick. Now that’s irony.

These are golden days for the boys. With Crosby, the Oceanic go from the basement to instant contender. And Neilson has a driver’s side view of the future of hockey.

But one night, he almost blows that last chance the Oceanic have given him.

They’re out late after a game. Neilson is the driver. He’s taking home a couple of drunk teammates and there are girls in the back. He’s showing off. Comes around a corner, tries to do this emergency brake Tokyo Drift thing and loses control.

…An officer shows up, says: “Hey, I know it was a mistake. I’ll make sure you don’t get into trouble. I just need one favour. All I want is two Crosby autographed cards in return.”

“I said, ‘Got it. Right away. Whatever you need’.”

A tow truck takes away the beaten-up Mazda and the officer drives Neilson back to his billet’s house. He runs into Crosby’s room, grabs the cards and a marker from his desk and shakes Crosby awake.

“‘Hey, Darryl, buddy, you gotta sign these cards for me, man.’ He’s a heavy sleeper. You know, Sidney Crosby, he’s hard to wake up and he doesn’t really remember a whole lot when you do wake him up from his beauty sleep. So I got him to sign the two cards, and go back up and give them to the cop.”

The next morning, Crosby comes down for breakfast.

Sid: “When I wake up that morning, I knew something was- I was like, what happened? But I couldn’t really - I was pretty out of it.”

Neilson: “Sitting at the table, I see him come up the stairs. And I look, and he’s got marker on his face, on his chest, everywhere. And I’m like, ‘Holy shit!’”

Sid: “He had gotten me to sign cards but he was in such a hurry or whatever, he just left the marker in my bed. So what happened was I had kind of tossed and turned that night.”

Neilson: “I was like, ‘Darryl, go look in the mirror, man’. And he’s like, ‘What?’. I said, ‘Go look in the mirror!’ So he goes and he comes back and he’s like, ‘What the fuck, Neilson?! What? What?!?! What are you-?’ He thought that we had pranked him, that we wrote in permanent marker on him while he was sleeping.”

Sid: “I thought, ‘Well, they probably just came home and, like, wrote all over me or something, while I was asleep’. But then I came upstairs that morning and he kind of told me the whole story, and it’s not what I was expecting obviously (laughs). Kind of an interesting way to wake up in the morning. ‘Car’s totalled, and I got you to sign a few cards’.”

Neilson: “He was pretty pissed off about that one. He was pretty upset once I told him the real story, and once we got the permanent marker washed off his chest and his face.”

…Neilson never makes it to the NHL. He becomes a journeyman enforcer, mostly in the minors. But he takes great joy and a mentor’s pride in watching Crosby become a superstar. The two remain close friends. Crosby writes “Darryl” on his gloves his entire first season in Pittsburgh. At season’s end, he gives Neilson and three of the Rimouski vets who nicknamed him a set of the gloves.

To this day, Neilson refuses to say the name Sidney or Crosby. Sid is Darryl. Darryl only. Darryl forever.

-Beauties Episode 1, Oct 13 2020: Darryl

If you need some Sidney Crosby serotonin, Sid’s voice and some stories from his Rimouski days in this short podcast by James Duthie

it is important 2 me that everyone harness and manifest this rinkrats energy while sid is still an active player so we get the retirement podcast we deserve

Cole Harbour boyfriends... Cole Harbour boyfriends *chanting louder* COLE HARBOUR BOYFRIENDS! (Sad Nate & Exhausted Healing Sid)

ngl i am selfishly disappointed that we will probably get minimal content this off-season because of everything going on, but i imagine them still going grocery shopping together daily with their masks on, greeting each other in the morning in sid’s shitty older gym, feet in the water off of sid’s dock and kissing welcome home

samgirard :

└ “You know, they try to get to him and he’s just bigger than them.” 

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