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gyudons · 3 months
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how’s the nhl all star game going you ask?
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nottodayjustin · 3 months
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February 1st 2024 best hockey tweet(s) of the day
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Just kidding, I forgot twitter is the best thing about the ASGs
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ijustdontlikepeople · 1 month
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Connor Ingram, “X” 12.21.23
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misschino · 3 months
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pliss ethan's laugh, i love it
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barzyhughes · 3 months
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“we came, we saw, we created controversy”
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annieqattheperipheral · 3 months
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Here's the whole thing if u missed it/ want to grab clips
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sportsnet:
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40ep · 3 months
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2024 NHL All-Star Player Draft
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teethkick · 4 months
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so i went into a fugue state for 9 hours and came out on the other side with this: 🌟 a comprehensive primer for the 23-24 carolina hurricanes !!!! 🌟
(videos included at the end of the ppt)
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for your viewing pleasure, videos from this szn:
INCREDIBLE svech & pyotr mini interview
storm surge after marty's 600th game
a closer look at the surge for marty :)
what a teuvo teravainen "celly" looks like
who DON'T you wanna sit next to
bunts on one for marty wearing a bucket
"we got a lot of old people on this team"
aho & teuvo try to make e/o laugh!!!!!
seth jarvis lie detector << REQUIRED VIEWING
pregame sewer ball
a look at rod in the locker room after a win
svech says "fuck you" to marty pregame (ft. drury barking)
practice asmr
marty talking about him & jordy fighting for seth
"sorry i can skate. sorry i'm fast as fuck boi"
kid masterpiece > teuvo actually laughing!!!!
svech scores his first back after ltir <3
marty's classic "mista svechnikov"
if you have any questions or just wanna talk canes, hmu 🌟🥰💯
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alexbkrieger13 · 3 months
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"I’m sorry my french" - MPP
📹: Bardown
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zoehickel · 1 year
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The Toronto Maple Leafs celebrate after winning Game 6 in OT (breaking their first round curse and advancing to the second round of the 2023 Stanley Cup Playoffs)
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willyismybicycle · 21 days
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I’m still here:
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nico-hisch13r · 3 months
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As Devils fans, it is so important for us to note that this is more than just hockey. These claims deserve to be THOROUGHLY investigated, no matter who is being accused. There should be no comments of “but losing him will hurt the team,” or anything along those lines. If any of these players are guilty, they should be treated the same way any other investigation would be. There is a potential victim in this case who deserves absolute justice. Any player, in any position, from any team, is not above the law.
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pimpim90 · 1 month
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He’s cute 😄
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sorry for the blood in your mouth; i wish it was mine.
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am34 x reader: he looks a little too good all bloodied up.
(warnings: idk it’s filthy (if i did it right), oral sex (f on m), unprotected penetrative sex (use a condom), choking, spitting, blood, bruises, general debauchery.  please be warned, don’t read if you’re not 100% sure.)
a/n: first time writing something like this, please be kind.  i didn’t check for typos.  sometimes you have to purge the impure thoughts (make no mistake i’m not religious).  consider this the purge (at least of auston’s legs).  gif is not mine.
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of course, the bigger part of you hated to see him like this.  in a private room, waiting for the athletic trainers to come take a look at him, his posture slumped in his seat, doing little to make his massive stature any less impressive.  
his upper lip split, blood running into his mouth like crimson syrup, defining each edge of each of his teeth.  a shallow gash ran along one cheekbone, a purpling bruise forming on the other, just under his eye.  shadows of tomorrow’s soreness deepened the definition in his face.
still, he roused a smile at the sight of you.  “not s’posed to be in here, angel,” he said, voice rough.  he leaned back in his chair, spread his thighs apart further and patted one, so you figured he didn’t mind much.
you crossed the short distance of the room and crawled onto his lap, your legs straddling him.  he immediately took your hips in his hands, like a compulsion, while you grasped his jaw softly in your palm, inspecting every part of his face.  you made a “tsk” sound.
“what’d they do to you, handsome?” you asked, to which his sly grin intensified.  his grip on your hips strengthened, you arched into his embrace.
“don’t act like you don’t love it,” he rasped as you traced his jaw with a feather-light touch.  “think i can’t see how it turns you on?”
of course, perhaps the more pressing part of you, now that you knew he was okay, was basking in just how good he looked like this.  
the pads of his fingertips dug into the flesh of your sides. you bit your lip at the pressure.  “please, auston.”
“know you get so hot watching me fight, angel.  you gonna be a good girl and give me a kiss?”
you leaned forward and gently pressed your lips to his, so as not to hurt him.  you wrapped your arms around his neck, curling your fingers into the damp hair at the nape of his neck.  
he groaned into your mouth and kissed you harder, more urgently, so much so that a faint, but undeniable, metallic taste bloomed in your mouth.  he rocked your back and forth on his lap, rolling your hips with his palms.  you felt yourself lean further into the kiss and run your tongue along his teeth.
he let out a noise from deep inside his body, half groan, half chuckle, and you felt him grow harder underneath you.  
“you really wanna make me feel better, angel?”
you nodded, licked your lips, and removed yourself from his lap, lowering your figure down to your knees.  he groaned at the sight and slid off his undergear.  “so good for me, too good.”
you rested your elbows on his knees and pursed your lips playfully in a silent request.  he complied with a genuine smile and sweet, quick, kiss, during which you first wrapped your hands around his cock, thick under your fingers.
he tilted his head back in pleasure, groaning when you captured the tip in your warm mouth.  he wrapped your hair around a fist, pulling it away from your face.  “feels so good angel,” he bit out, “look so pretty like this.”
you felt him jerk his hips forward, touch the back of your throat, heard a deep moan that made you whimper.  you pumped him faster, try to take more of him.
“you like that, pretty girl?” you could hear the smirk in his voice.  “love my cock down your throat, don’t you?”
you nodded, only forcing him further down, making you gag and your eyes begin to water.  his moans got louder, hip movements growing more sporadic, his grip on your hair tightened, a slight fizz of a feeling forming at your scalp.  you pulled your head up and looked up a him, stroking rhythmically.  
“you gonna cum for me?” you ask, if not with a little pride, “please, auston, please give it to me.  want it so bad.”
“only ‘cause you beg so pretty, angel.”
you took him in your mouth again, all the way down, dug your nails into his thighs until his hips sprung upwards and he groaned from his core, cumming down your throat.
he leaned back in his seat, met your gaze.  he tapped your jaw, to which you opened your mouth to show him that you had swallowed it all.  “good girl,” he hummed, pleased, before he wrapped a broad hand around your neck and squeezed slightly.  you opened further, buzzing with anticipation.
he leaned forward and spat into your awaiting mouth.  you swallowed that, too, tasted that same metallic flavor mixed with the taste of what could only be described as him.
he pulled you up by the throat and kissed you again.  “so, so perfect, angel,” he said.  
you ran a hand along his bruised cheek.  “please let me ride you, auston?” you said, looking up at him through your lashes.  “need you in me so bad.”
his lazy grin made another appearance.  “how could i say no to you?”
you tugged off your bottoms and tossed them aside before climbing back onto his lap and positioning yourself above his already-hard cock.  you both moaned when you first sank down onto him, felt him stretch you out.
“feels so good,” he said, “so wet for me, hm? love to see me all beat up and bloody?”
you whimpered, dropped your head until his hand found your neck again.  “thought you were going to be good, hm? answer me.”
“not fair,” you gasped, bouncing up and down, hearing your own wetness where your bodies met.  “not fair that you look so good like this.”
he squeezed your neck tighter, airway just barely pressured.  “my pretty girl just can’t help herself, can she?”
“i can’t,” you moaned, “i can’t.”
“can feel you squeezing me, angel,” he cooed, moving one hand to root in your hair and the other to rub your clit, evoking a whole new kind of noise from you.  “oh, you like that, don’t you?” he said, a cocky smirk on his shadowed face.  “you wanna cum?”
you nodded madly, moving up and down faster still, losing stability in your thighs and upper body.  
“beg, then.”
you whined in annoyance, past words at this point.
when he stilled his hand, though, your annoyance quickly morphed into desperation.  “beg, angel, don’t make me say it again,” he warned.
you found your voice, a breathy whine, but a voice still.  “please, please, let me cum, auston!  i’ll squeeze you so perfect, i promise.  i need to cum so bad, please!”
“good girl,” he whispered into your neck, resuming his hand motions.  “always so perfect for me.”
his words, combined with the stimulation, sent you over the edge.  you bit onto his shoulder to muffle your moans.  just as promised, your own orgasm triggered his own, clenching down on his cock in unbearable pleasure.  his groans rattled around your head.  
you both stilled and began to catch your breath, chests heaving and faces flushed.  he gathered you into his arms and settled you in his lap, pressing soft kisses to your collarbone.  
“gonna have me picking fights, now, angel,” he said, and you could feel the imprint of his smile into your shoulder.
“better not be, handsome,” you warned, voice fond and soft.  he let out a gentle laugh and held you tighter.
fin.
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misschino · 1 month
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Wakey wakey nico!
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mostlyinthemorning · 3 months
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Just hanging out with Michael Buble at the NHL All Star Game. NBD.
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