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it's lights out and away we goooooo! 🍁 but make it maple leafs
— Just move in close to me, closer, you'll feel it coasting
Edward Hopper, “Ground Swell” / The Athletic / The Athletic / The Athletic / Andreas Planck / Mark Blinch / Jacob Trouba, “Synthesis” / Hanif Abdurraqib, “None of My Vices Are Violent Enough to Undo Remembering” / Sportsnet (?) saw it in this post by @3416 / NHL PR / Kevin Sousa / René Magritte, “The Lovers II” / Paul Sancya / Henri Matisse, “White Torso and Blue Torso” / Mark Blinch / Ada Limón, “How Most of the Dreams Go” / Mark Blinch
11/? NHL Bromance: Auston Matthews & Mitch Marner
My Top 50 Hockey RPF
(The stories are all linked. the 🔒 means you must have an Archive of Our Own account. They are in no particular order)
1. The Lake 1/1 🔒 (35418) (1988)
2. Dove into the Waterfall 1/1 (5372) (Bennguin)
3. Catch a Glimpse of Gold Through his Skin 1/1 (17643) (Sidgeno)
4. Sing A Lullaby To Me 12/12 (35376) (Bennguin)
5. And Never Been Kissed 6/6 🔒 (166710) (Sidgeno)
6. Something Old 1/1 (13400) (Brioux)
7. Break Something Old To Build Something New 1/1 (16026) (Brioux)
8. Love is a Contact Sport 2/2 🔒 (109901) (1988)
9. Pitches Love Velocity 1/1 (12100) (Bennguin)
10. If Heavens Hypothetical 1/1 (63503) (Jeff Skinner/ Eric Staal)
11. food + stomach= heart 1/1 🔒 (4015) (Bennguin)
12. Leave A Light On 1/1 (5520) (Sidgeno)
13. The Cold Harbor Now Home 1/1 (60173) (Sidgeno)
14. Bloom 1/1 (47582) (Sidgeno)
15. Pond Ice and the In Between 1/1 🔒 (48284) (Sidgeno)
16. Enough to Crush Your Vines 9/9 🔒 (69468) (Jeff Skinner/ Eric Staal)
17. Not Again 1/1 (8302) (Bennguin)
18. Sugar, We’re Going Down Swinging 3/3 (59112) (1988)
19. The Triple B 30/30 🔒 (60699) (Bennguin)
20. And There Always Time To Change Your Mind 11/11 (40451) (Bennguin)
21. The Past We Left Behind 23/23 (48733) (1988)
22. Pretty Woman 10/10 🔒 (38268) (Sidgeno)
23. Love Sighted 21/21 🔒 (67330) (Sidgeno)
24. In shades of red 5/5 🔒 (23876) (Bennguin)
25. Burn Our Fingers and Change Our Names 10/10 (44325) (Bennguin)
26. I Can See Your Halo 1/1 (667) (1988)
27. Only an Easy Game 1/1 (6450) (Brioux)
28. With you (everyday is like this) 1/1 (2032) (Sidgeno)
29. Keeping up with the Seguins 8/8 (24751) (Bennguin)
30. The Road Less Traveled 1/1 (12374) (1988)
31. Popsicles and Zambonis 1/1 (7331) (Bennguin)
32. What You See, You Might Not Get 1/1 🔒 (29255) (Carey Price/ PK Subban)
33. Heavy Lies the Heart 1/1 (15843) (Bennguin)
34. The Streets of Chicago 1/1 (9775) (1988)
35. Shelter 6/6 (30733) (Sidgeno)
36. definitely, maybe 1/1 🔒 (7935) (Bennguin)
37. things in nature can shatter 1/1 🔒 (10564) (Bennguin)
38. We Were Meant to Sparks of Light 8/8 (41557) (Bennguin)
39. If Wishes Were 8/8 🔒 (17031) (Sidgeno)
40. Hey, Love 1/1 (1353) (Bennguin)
41. Little Boy Blue and the Man on the Moon 1/1 (16426) (Bennguin)
42. all i've kept within, lay before your eyes 1/1 🔒 (2922) (Bennguin)
43. The Reality of Things 1/1 (15277) (1988)
44. The Limits of the World 1/1 🔒 (39455) (Sidgeno)
45. Brand New Colony 1/1 (41481) (Sidgeno)
46. Something good and right and real 1/1 (15488) (Bennguin)
47. Recipe For Love 1/1 🔒 (2802) (Brioux)
48. the ballad of the worst barista in the worst cafe in detroit 1/1 (13553) (Andreas Athansiou/ Tyler Bertuzzi)
49. I know I'm Cute 1/1 (3645) (Brock Boeser/ Elias Pettersson)
50. Bring it to the top 1/1 (17926) (Mitch Marner/ Auston Matthews)
Holy mac n cheese the leafs are making feel more stressed than anything and I live in Mexico 🤡💀
Auston Matthews and Matthew Tkachuk spooning on a slide.. you’re welcome
𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐀 & 𝐀𝐔𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐍'𝐒 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄
🖇🍁 ꒱ 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥
𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 。。。you get a timeline of nessa’s relationship with auston
𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭
December 29, 2018 ━━ Nessa attends a Maple Leaf vs Islanders game where Auston got her number after the game.
January 5, 2019 ━━ Nessa flies to LA to record a couple of songs where she tells Justin about meeting Auston.
February 14, 2019 ━━ Austin takes her out on a first date for Valentines Day.
March 17, 2019 ━━ Nessa & Auston decide to just be friends even though they both hate the idea.
May 24, 2019 ━━ Auston hears that Nessa is going on a blind date that was set up by her best friend & is jealous, going to Mitch and Steph's house to rant to them.
June 12, 2019 ━━ Nessa & boyfriend break up after realizing they were better off as friends.
June 22, 2019 ━━ Auston flies to LA where Nessa was spending her summer just to kiss her even if he didn't know about her breakup yet.
July 8, 2019 ━━ Nessa goes to Arizona where she meets Auston's parents & sisters who instantly fall in love with her.
August 17, 2019 ━━ They go on another first date, and begin dating.
December 3, 2019 ━━ Nessa is spotted sitting next to Steph at the Maple Leaf vs Flyers game.
February 14, 2020 ━━ Nessa posts a soft launch for Valentine's Day and doesn't give any hints to who it's about.
February 15, 2020 - January 31, 2024 ━━ They keep their relationship really private with only their close friends & family knowing.
February 1, 2024 ━━ Nessa & Auston make an appearance as a couple for the first time during the NHL All Star 2024 weekend game.
๋࣭⭑⚝ MORE TO BE ADDED LATER
Becoming Papi
An unnamed narrator wins a competition to get "up close and personal" with his favourite hockey player, Auston Matthews. Turns out he may be getting closer and more personal than he anticipated!
This is a story I've posted elsewhere. It is my story, copyright me.
"Get Up-close and Personal with Auston Matthews!” The competition had said. I had entered on a whim, never expecting to win. I was very surprised to receive the winning notice in my inbox a few days later. For a week, I had been buzzing. I was going to meet my favourite hockey player! Number 34 of the Toronto Maple Leafs: Auston Matthews.
And now I was here! Sitting in a random training room at the Ford Performance Centre in Etobicoke, Ontario, just outside of Toronto. The room was cool and full of exercise equipment. Massive banners hung from the ceiling and the walls were covered in different murals of player faces and motivational phrases. I fiddled with my shirt as I waited, thinking about how Auston was likely in the next room also waiting for me. I wondered if he was as nervous as I was or if he was calm and cool, but before I could put much into the thought, the door opened. A woman dressed in black poked her head through the gap.
“You can come in now,” she said.
I smiled and and followed her through the door. The room on the other side was a long room, with wooden dressing stalls and benches against the walls. Hockey equipment hung at each stall; pants, shoulder pads, blue and white practise jerseys and the room had a gentle odour of sweat. A massive Maple Leaf logo covered much of the floor, and sitting on one of the wooden benches was Auston Matthews. He was wearing a cream coloured hoodie, shorts and a baseball cap. The way he sat on the bench pushed his thighs, making them seem thicker and bigger. His hair was slicked back behind his ears while his dark moustache was sitting darkly on his upper lip.
“Auston,” I murmured, reaching towards him with my hand. “It’s so, so incredible to meet you!”
“Hey,” he said in a relaxed drawl and standing up to meet me. He was taller than me. His smile instantly relaxed me. “Nice to meet you.”
“I’m such a big fan. You’re, like, my favourite player.” I was gushing, but I didn’t care.
He was killing me with that smile. I realized I was still gripping his hand.
“Oh sorry!” I said, but his hand tightened and firmed around mine. I felt a warm tingling around my palm for a moment before he let go and grinned at me.
“You’re going to be perfect,” he said. “What happens next is going to be weird… Just relax and let it happen.”
He let go of my hand and I felt my face contort into a puzzled expression. But before I was able to voice a question, I was met with an extreme pricking sensation travelling up my arm. It started in the hand Auston had just shook and gradually travelled and radiated across my body. It felt like a warm, relaxing wave that cascaded through my blood and over my skin.
“You should probably take off your clothes for this,” Auston said.
I nodded and did what I was told, tossing everything in a corner. The waves were coursing faster through my body now, making my heart thump in my chest. I spied a mirror on the wall and walked over to it, ignoring the fact that I was naked. The tingling sensation was across my entire body now, causing me to become excited and aroused. My penis began to lift and grow harder, and so it only felt right to touch it. I stood naked in the Maple Leafs’ dressing at their practice facility, feeling dazed and tingly, stroking my cock for extra sensation.
The tingling stopped, but the warmth remained and a sudden jolt of energy attacked my shoulders. My shoulders clicked and popped and widened out, with new muscle mass stretching overtop. At the same time, my deltoids and pectoral muscles ballooned, becoming thicker and much more pronounced with thick layers of muscle. I felt strength and power push down into my core. Where once there had been a ring of fat, there were now strong abdominal muscles. My stomach tightened and fortified, needing more room to house the brawn I was gaining, and I became stocky and heavy-set in muscle. Dark lines sketched their way across my right side and arm: new tattoos inked their way onto my bulked mass. An intricate sleeve tattoo wove across my right arm, painting dark lines across my lightly browning skin. I stroked my hand across my chest, feeling the raw strength and newly sprouted chest hair underneath my fingertips. My back cracked and stretched as I jumped up several inches in height.
The skin on my penis darkened and the shaft grew in girth and length into a monster cock. Pre-cum began to drip out of the tip. I was enjoying the changes.
In the mirror I saw a wide-chested, bulked out body attached to two stick-like legs. To say it looked like I skipped leg day would be an understatement. Almost automatically, the changes continued in my lower half. My butt ballooned and padded out, looking like two globes attached to my waist, the product of millions of squats. My thighs thickened and increased significantly, looking more like massive trunks than legs now. Below that, my calves became cut and toned, shedding any excess fat and leaving behind only raw muscle. I stood on two strong centres of explosive power. The skin browned slightly, matched the hue of the my torso.
I looked in the mirror at my new body. Instinctively, I knew it was Auston Matthews’ body. Everything from the neck down was unfamiliar, different and new, but deep down I knew it was right. In fact, it looked odd seeing my thin head attached to such a muscular body. The changes were not finished yet. I turned and saw the other Auston (the real Auston) with his shorts around his ankles, stroking his penis vigorously; it appeared he was enjoying my changes as much as I was.
Turning back to the mirror, I saw my skull and expanding, creaking and cracking as it went. My chin pushed forward, squaring off the back of my jaw as well. My eyes became more inset, slightly narrower and darker and my nose more pointed and wide at the nostrils. My hair lengthened down towards my neck, and my forehead broadened as my hairline migrated to the very top of my head. My ears flattened a little against my head and became longer. The wild and bushy eyebrows I sported before thinned, becoming tapered lines above my dark eyes. My teeth whitened and straightened. And above my thickening lips, a dark wisp of hair poked out through my skin and thickened into a Latino-style moustache. It swept across my entire upper lip into a neat half triangle that stretched under my nose. More patches of scruff and facial hair dotted across my cheeks and neck. Auston Matthews was staring at me from the mirror.
“That was sick, bro!” The other Auston Matthews was behind me, retying the drawstring on his shorts. He was wearing a face mask now, and a dark blue coloured hoodie and cap. His eyes looked lighter than before, almost like he had changed his own appearance as well. He stepped over, offering me his hand to high-five.
I felt my face smile that trademark Auston Matthews smile. “Thanks,” I replied, my voice now lower and echoing the same laid-back drawl, and returned his high-five.
“You probably have a million questions. Like ‘what happened’, ‘what did you do?’, right?”
“Something like that!” I laughed.
“So, yeah, basically… I want some time off. I’m going to disappear for a while… Get off the grid and relax. So while I’m gone, I want you to cover for me. This is your prize for winning that competition!”
“So I’m you?” I said, not fully understanding.
“Not yet. You will be, just as soon as I’ve said the code word. After that, you will be Auston Matthews and I’ll just be some guy.”
“Oh,” I said. “I- I’m pretty shit at hockey. Like, I can skate but I can’t shoot for shit. I can’t even lift the puck. I don’t know how this is gonna work.”
“Don’t worry about that. As soon as I say the code word, the transformation will finish and you’ll have all of my skills and memories, my winning personality… everything! You’ll be a complete copy of me.”
“Really? That’s fucking awesome! But what about the me from before? People are going to wonder where I am.”
“I’ll take care of that. Don’t worry. Let’s just say, that guy from before? He’s living on the other side of the planet. I’ll be back in a year, maybe more if you want, and I’ll change you back. All right?”
A life of possibilities flashed through my mind. I had never thought of playing in the NHL, even as a fantasy, and now it was about to become my reality.
“Oh! I forgot one thing,” Auston said as he lifted his arms behind his neck to two silver chains that were hooked there. “You’ll need these,” he said, and he carefully slipped them around my neck.”
I looked into the mirror, staring back at my naked body, taking in my massive hockey butt and sleeve tattoo. The silver chains caught the light, and a silver cross stuck against my massive pectorals. It felt complete now. I ran my hands over my shoulders, chest, stomach and butt, grinning at myself. I’m going to be Auston Matthews! I thought. No, I am Auston Matthews!
“All right bud, this is it. Remember, from this moment, you are going to be Auston Matthews. It’s going to feel awesome and amazing. Enjoy it.” The other Auston wrapped his arm around my beefy neck. “Don’t forget, you’ve got practice after this, ay Papi?”
Papi? A calm fog entered my brain. The world melted away from me and I felt the final changes take hold.
My name is Auston Matthews. I was born in California and grew up in Scottsdale, Arizona. I am part Mexican. I am a professional hockey player. I play for the Toronto Maple Leafs.
My name is Auston Matthews. I was born in California and grew up in Scottsdale, Arizona. I am part Mexican. I am a professional hockey player. I play for the Toronto Maple Leafs…
My name is Auston Matthews.
My brain filled with years of hockey practice, workouts, flashes of Mexican heritage, memories of playing for USA National Team, playing with the ZSC Lions in Zürich and of playing with the Toronto Maple Leafs. I remembered the awards I had won, the All Star games I had played in, the teammates I had played with. My brain relaxed and mellowed, as new personality traits took over. The foreign-feeling muscles I had just grown became familiar and normal; I immediately knew how to use the power in my legs and arms. Some Spanish words entered my brain and I felt my identity switch to part Mexican. The fog lifted from my brain, and the room re-materialised around me.
What am I doing here, staring at myself in the mirror! I need to get dressed for practice!
I immediately strode over to my dressing stall — the one marked MATTHEWS 34 — and slipped on my compression gear and skate socks. I grabbed my jock and pulled it up to my waist, adjusting my crotch and penis to sit within the cup. Sitting, I reached for my shin pads, fixed him to my legs, and strapped the Velcro around my calves. I pulled a pair of blue and white striped hockey socks overtop of my shin pads, and hooked them securely at my waist.
I was on autopilot at this point; everything felt natural and normal.
I slid into a pair of blue hockey pants and tightened them around my waist. I saw that my skates were a custom pair of CCMs, with a blue and white pattern around the ankle with my nickname Papi and number 34 next to it. I stomped my foot inside the boot and tied my skates on tight. Quickly, I took a roll of hockey tape and wrapped one, two, three strips tightly around my shins. Next I grabbed my shoulder pads and elbow pads and strapped them around my massive arms and chest. I pulled a blue practise jersey over my pads, the number 34 emblemed on the back. Instinctively, I ran my hand through my hair and slicked it back, making it easier for me to don my helmet. I clipped the straps and checked it was on tightly.
I reached for my gloves, putting them on felt familiar and welcoming. I nimbly ambled over, walking in skates, towards the rink exit, grabbing two of my PAPI labelled sticks from the rack. They were already taped and waxed and ready for some quick wristers on the ice. With my equipment on and my sticks in hand, I walked towards the ice.
Before stepping on the rink, I noticed a figure in the stands; an anonymous figure in a cream-coloured hoodie. I offered a loose salute from my temple and took my first stride. I let my powerful leg muscles work the way they had been conditioned to as I made confident movements across the pad. Spying a puck, I pivoted and strode towards it, catching it with my stick and pulling it towards me. I skated towards the empty net and in an instant, snapped it into the back of the goal. The whole movement had taken less than a second. I grinned and looked back to the now empty spot where the figure had stood.
“My name is Auston Matthews, and I play for the Toronto Maple Leafs,” I thought to myself and ripped off another shot on goal.
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