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suzufield · 4 months
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first! career! fight!
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linmelon · 23 days
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Joel’s best insult…
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hauntedppgpaints · 4 months
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on the inherent impermanence of friendships in the nhl.
( x. x. x. x. x. x. x. x. x. x. x. x. x. x. x. x. )
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samanthasgone · 24 days
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Breaking the ice with a twist! NHL teams transformed into Barbie dolls - From modern Cowgirl Barbie to vintage Malibu Barbie, see which one you got! 💖🏒 #NHL #Hockey #WomenInSports @barbie
( I got the 2022 holiday Barbie, Tim Hortons Barbie and cowgirl Barbie )
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jurkoslafkooo · 7 days
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HIS LAUGH IS SO PRECIOUS
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ijustdontlikepeople · 6 months
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NHL x Internet 3/?
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neptunerising · 1 month
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nhl valentine’s day cards 💌
(credit to @//puckmylife_ on tiktok!!)
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detrredwings · 14 days
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xhekaj is luring me into being a little bit of habs fan
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malfoyx · 18 days
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Jake Andrich
(Bare foot or socks?)
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lvrzegras · 8 months
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Do You Know How Hard I Tried? | Cole Caufield
word count: 1.1k
pairing: Cole Caufield x gn!reader (??)
warnings: angst, no happy ending, swearing,
summary: It was never a good idea, yet somehow that was never truly the issue.
requested: Yes
i do not know how much sense this makes so bear with me, anyways pt.2 is here
not my gif!
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It was a bad idea, anyone could see it.
The friends with benefits situation never worked, yet it was. Nothing had changed yet, simple rules in place keeping the peace. 
“Hey, mon amour.” Cole voice first to greet you, walking into the familiar arena, seeing the other players getting skates on. 
“Hi, Coley.” Sitting beside him on the bench, his arm wrapping your shoulders. “Missed me?” the teasing tone earning a small shove from the boy. 
“I don’t see why you guys aren’t dating, you’re basically already a couple.” One of the other habs player’s voice could be heard, the feeling of panic washing over you. Had Cole told them? Could he tell you wanted more? Was it obvious? 
“Shut up.” Cole’s arm removing itself from your shoulder before he continued, “I don’t want a relationship besides, no falling in love rule” 
A few confused stares and one question got Cole to spill, “You guys made a rule to.. Not fall in love with your best friend?”
Cole's explanation short, leaving out the benefits part. Earning a few uninterested nods from the team, pecking your cheek before running out to the ice. Leaving you to go to the stands, sitting to watch practice. 
It was a short practice, the game coming up later in the night, leaving you to wait for Cole to come out. First out as per usual, leading you out of the arena. 
“You coming tonight?” His voice hopeful, like always when he asks.
“Of course, how could I not? Now, you coming over?” 
His presence was enough to set your body on fire, his touch electrifying. His spot beside you on your couch, his tigh just touching yours. His next movements rushed, grabbing his bags in an instant. 
“Shit! I’m late!” the panic clear in his voice, trying to calm him before he ran out the door, saying a short bye and ‘see you at the game’. 
It wasn’t long before the game, the time passing fast. Entering the arena through a unknown side door, a little trick learned from Cole. Slipping in easily, walking your way to the hallway to see Cole, his figure leaned against the wall waiting. 
“Mon amour!” He practically cheered, rushing over to you for a hug, lifting you up slightly. 
“Hi Coley, missed me?” the teasing tone earning a scoff and a very sarcastic
 “No, never.”
“Sure, sure Caufield.”
His name called shortly after, being pulled away to play, not before pressing a chaste kiss to your cheek. His disappearance leaving  you to claim your seat by the bench, the view of the team perfect. You could see the smile on his face as the team came out, skating a lap past you, winking as he passed earning an eye roll. 
To say the game went bad would be an understatement, the team had the worst loss of the season. Cole took  more penalty minutes than ever, too many players got injured, and of course a fight full of harmful chirps. 
Cole’s demeanor was completely different coming out, his stance not sad but not happy. His walk fast, pushing his way over to where you were in the hall. 
“Why’re you still here?” the tone harsh, setting you back a minute.
“Cole, I always wait for you, we always go home together.” 
His eyebrows raised at your declaration, earning a confused look from you. 
“Why would I want to see you right now, you’re the cause of this!” his tone was venomous, the words cutting deep. 
“What?” you could feel the tears clouding your eyes, his glare still hard.
“You, you’re the problem. If they didn’t see you they would’ve have anything against me.” 
“Who’s they, Cole?” 
“The other team! Chirping me for my partner blah blah how you’re so clingy, how you probably slept with half the team. If they hadn’t I could’ve kept it, I could’ve won!” 
The words striking hard, taking a minute to pause, almost physically stumbling at the words. His eyes never softening, His teammates slowly flooding around or through. 
“You’re mad, because I love you? I'm not even yours! Cole what the fuck, you’re mad at me because you couldn’t calm down over some chirps, they weren’t even about you, were you ever going to tell me?” 
“No, why did it matter? I just want you gone.” 
“Fuck you, Cole Caufield.” The players walking past froze at the scene, entranced in a way they couldn’t look away. A single tear falling down before you could tear, the arms of the team's captain quickly pulling you off track and into him.
His hand rubbing circles on your back, letting you sob while he whispered comforting words. Gently leading you into the locker room, kicking everyone else out. Sitting with you on his lap, the muffled sweet words never stopping.
“Is it bad I still want him?” That was the first question, he looked down at you, his eyes soft, the opposite of Cole’s.
“No, you love him and he loves you, he’s just being so fucking stupid right now.” There was slight comfort from Nick’s words, his gentle motions and calming tone ensuring it would all be okay. 
“I think I should go see him.” 
“Just be careful, he’s too angry to see straight right now, he thinks the loss was his fault. Because he took all the penalty minutes, because the other team chose him to chirp at.”
“I know, I’ll be okay Nick, I’m strong.” His slight chuckle at the words earning one from you too, leaning against him once more. 
“I know you’re strong, I just need to make sure you’ll be okay.” 
It wasn’t hard to find Cole, slouched on the hallway floor, his head in his hands, his hair a mess from running his hands through it so much. 
“Cole?” It was barely above a whisper yet he heard it, his head perking up at the sound. 
“Amour.” His tone was breathy, like a plea. “What’re you still doing here?” Quickly standing up to stand before you.
“We need to talk.” It wasn’t a question, more of a statement, he had no choice this time.
“What? No we don’t, you need to go.” His tone immediately defensive, pushing you away.
“No, this isn’t fair to me Cole!” 
“Why are you still here then! It’s like you're in love with me, god, you're like a lost puppy!” the emotions clearly still there, voices rising quickly. 
"Do you know how hard I tried? For years? I tried so damn hard not to fall in love with you and I'm still here." 
The words stunning Cole, his movement halted, his breathing stopped, the words sinking in. 
“Shit.” It was the only thing he could say, watching your figure walk away. “Amour, come back, fuck, I’m so sorry!” the pleas, useless, never stopping to hear them.
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nothingelsetobe · 1 month
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Please watch this and spread awareness! They are trying to erase the Palestinian identity in Canada.
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suzufield · 4 months
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prettyboywoll · 3 months
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“Happy new year sportsmen”
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hauntedppgpaints · 5 months
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source.
( x. x. )
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irisltrs · 4 months
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My name is Ahmed. I am a Canadian citizen. I came to Gaza to visit and defend my thesis. My family was forced to the south while I was volunteering at the hospital. I couldn't leave people in the north and head south. My heart never let me. Today, we can't help. It's do or die. We are running for our lives, just trying to stay alive. leven registered to leave back to Canada, but my name won't come up. I can't even make it to the south. I cannot make it anywhere safe. I have lost hope to reunite with my family and see anyone
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Prince Kouta (Ahmed) via Instagram
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masoncarr2244 · 1 month
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Arber Xhekaj - Buffalo Sabres at. Montreal Canadiens 02/21/24/
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