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i just want to pick up a little guy

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hello everyone. i apologize for posting a random d3 acha team from colorado but this video has the most incomprehensible yet homosexual energy that i've been boggling at for several minutes now.

several things going on here after the social girl asks who they would marry on the team

the multiple guys who said they would raise kids in a way that suggested actual pregnancy would be involved

the guy who said his teammate was breedable

the guy who said his brother

the guy who said his teammates because he has a "massive--"

the coach looking visibly relieved that he was not asked who of his players he would marry

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just needed some serotonin before bed 😞

Game 4 | dal vs tbl | sept 25, 2020

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└ If they take your headshot during media day and it's bad, do you ask them to retake it? Or just suck it up?

rosco and woody at the mile high dreams gala 2024

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I’m walking into traffic

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macklin’s psycho streak developing from the tender age of five years old and other family insights such as him being deemed the handful of all four kids x x

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“And it hits me, I don’t want anybody else touching you like I do, like I do, like me.” // Ode to a Conversation Stuck in Your Throat by Del Water Gap

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u need to have multiple sports teams like u need to have multiple drinks at once. smth to keep you going smth thats fun and fruity and smth that keeps u awake at night

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brock faber doggy pls <3

Fabes as a golden retriever :3 i had to include his glasses they're too cute

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the quinn hughes experience

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who’s gonna write the narrative about the fact that both deweys are playing on the same line. in the same spot. but on different teams for the first time. i might be sick

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dewunion (dewreunion?) tonight baby how we feeling

well, um. the thing is.

Connor can feel Brandon’s eyes on him from across the ice. A few times Connor has tilted his head just so, turned just far enough away from Stevie to catch a glimpse of a fuzzy red silhouette stationed doggedly at the center line, but not too far, not enough for anyone to notice.

It’s not the same, for Brandon, and a small, vicious part of Connor is scornful of it, irritated that it’s Brandon who’s been up all year and not him. It’s different markets, different systems, but Connor can’t help but think that if he’d gotten into more pointless, losing fights instead of putting up all those goals last year, maybe he’d be more than a replacement third-liner blinking blearily at the stadium lights like he’s never stepped foot in an NHL arena before.

Anyway. No point in dwelling on it. He’s not going to skate over and brace his stick on his knees, won’t let Brandon flash that fractured little grin at him, say, “Long time no see,” because it has been, because Connor was shit at returning his calls this summer, because Brandon wants something from him that they had one chance at, and they both fumbled it.

Stevie passes a puck that Connor catches in his skates. “You awake, Dewey?”

Connor blinks. “Yeah,” he says. Never mind that everything since March has felt one step removed, just a little to the left, dreamlike. He turns his head, brushes his cheek against his jersey like he’s wiping away sweat, but the blur of red has faded back into the mix, just one among many. Connor’s white away jersey is pristine and sandpaper-rough against his cheek. “Let’s do this.”

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so hows everyone enjoying the deweys reunion

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elf on the shelf... macklin in a tin...

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fellas is it gay to tenderly touch your work husband's thigh at his 500th goal ceremony.....

bonus:

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