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to all my black friends, mutuals and followers on here:

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Owen Lindmark got a mullet and I do not know if i should be upset or disappointed. also he looks OLD with facial hair

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IM LOSING MY FUCKING MIND OVER THIS

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A Match Made In Heaven  ~ Chapter Two ~

“Um, Case” the first one introduced himself as

The second one introduced himself as Trevor and the last one, with the cute curly hair as Alex. 

“Right” you clapped your hands turning to Daisy “tour?”

“The great Harper and Daisy Tour eh?” 

You smirked “Fuck yes”

“Damn you always swear this much eh?” Case joked

“Like a truck driver” Daisy snorted “It’s the British in her”

“Ah that’s where you’re from” Trevor mentioned, the ‘funny’ accents finally clicking

“yeah” you laughed “Cmon I remind you of the queen don’t I?” You joked

“Oh yeah spitting image” he said playing along “M’lady” he curtsied in front of you as you struggled to keep a straight face. 

“Much better” you giggled

“Cmon you two” Daisy rolled her eyes, as she slid past you muttering “keep it in your pants Diaz”

“Oh fuck off Wilson I’m hardly marrying the kid” you retorted

“Hm?” Trevor and the other two looked over, confused at your mutterings 

You turned and glared at Daisy. “We were just deciding where you wanted to see first”

“Well guess we’ve already seen the pool” Alex smirked

“Aha funny Turcotte. Just wait til later till mum bans us all from the pool for real” You laughed, seeing his face fall at that thought. 

You led them upstairs explaining that they should probably pick their rooms first. 

“So” you stopped at the top of the landing. “My rooms that one” you pointed to the back corner of the house”

“And mine is the one next to it” Daisy said leaning against the bannister

“Which means youse three can fight it out over these front two rooms” you smirked 

“Yep, loser has to share a bathroom with Diaz” Daisy added

“Wait what-“ you looked at her confused 

Daisy sighed leading everyone through to your room and then into the en-suite bathroom. 

“See, your bathroom is in between your room and whoever is unlucky enough to get the adjacent one” she laughed at the fact you hadn’t even noticed this.

“Oi” you lightly punched her “I’ll have you know I am one of the tidiest people ever, this bathroom is gonna stay pristine”

The three boys turned and looked at the state of your room, then turned back to you, looking unsure. 

“Oh shut up, I’m still unpacking” you playfully retorted. 

“So what’s it gonna be, a flip of a coin or a fight to the death to decide who’s sharing a room?” Daisy giggled.

“Yeah I think we’ll have to go with a coin toss” Case laughed 

You whipped a coin out of your pocket and tossed it to Case, he immediately dropped it. 

“Ooh nice catch Mccarthy” you poked his shoulder 

“I was unprepared” he grumbled poking you back

“Think that’s an automatic loss, don’t you think?” You said, rubbing it in 

“Heads or tails Zegras” Daisy asked him 

He looked at you before looking back at Daisy “Heads”

“Aight Case your tails then” she turned to Alex “Heads you’ll share with Trevor and Tails you’ll share with Case” he nodded

Daisy tossed the coin and called it “Tails!”

“Ay roomie” Case pointed at Alex

You laughed joining in “Guess you’re my half roomie then” you giggled 

“Looks like it” Trevor smiled back

“Guess it’s time to get youse moved in” Daisy’s eyes lit up, her love for interior design showing through. “So” she led a surprised Trevor into his room “What are you thinking?”

“i’m thinking” he stopped “um” “it’s a room?” He questioned, confused by her question. 

“Nooo” she swatted the back of his head lightly “What vibes are you going for?”

“Um what now?”

“Forgive her” you laughed “She binge watched property brothers on the flight over here”

“i love that show!” Alex burst out, high fiving Daisy

“Oh god” you groaned “there’s two of them”

“Girls” Ali called you from downstairs “Can you give me a hand”

“Coming!” Daisy called as you walked down the stairs

She handed you and Daisy 5 inflatable beds “I’m afraid this is all we have as we haven’t even gone furniture shopping ourselves yet”

“No worries” you smiled, making your way back upstairs, handing the boys an inflatable bed each. “Looks like you’ll need to get to work before you can crash, eh” you said, leaving them to settle in. 

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You and Daisy crashed onto the inflatable mattress in the centre of your room as you switched the tv on. 

“What the fuck” she laughed “like what the actual fuck”

“My god, Dais I know your parents can be surprising but I was not expecting that to walk through the door”

“God this is going to be a nightmare” she ran her hand through her hair “Like an actual fucking nightmare”

“They seem nice enough though” you stated “Maybe it won’t be too bad?”

“Oh cmon Diaz. In this madhouse? I can’t believe they even considered it”

“You guys took me in” you said, looking up at her”

“Harps that’s different and you know it” the tone of the conversation all of a sudden getting serious “These kids have no idea what’s about to hit them” she scoffed

“Maybe it will be different” you offered “You never know, it could be the fresh start that everyone needs”

“What this situation needs is a reset button not a fresh start”

You offered her a weak smile, realising there was nothing more either of you could say, you could only sit back and watch the situation pan out. 

You both settled down as comfortably as you could on your lumpy air mattress. 

“I really appreciate what you and your family are doing for me, Dais” you whispered 

“Please” she looked up at you smiling “You are family”

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Staring into the enemy’s soul - O. Lindmark

first time ever writing, i apologize if it is horrendous. the backstory of this (maybe) series is about rival universities, uw- madison and marquette, playing eachother in hockey and the protagonist, allison, ends up falling for a player on the opposing team:) * lowercase intended*

“allison! come on. we are going to be late! i promised jakob we would be there before warmups!” tate said getting a bit annoyed. today was a big game for marquette university, and the boy she was “toying” was wanting her to be there so he could play for her. we were playing wisconsin who is our biggest, and closest, rival. we had home advantage, but wisconsin had gotten good recently with their freshman. “gosh. you have that kid wrapped around your finger. i feel sorry for him. i’m coming! ” everyone talked about this game for weeks as it was going to be the biggest one for marquette so far. i put on my shoes and locked arms with tate as we headed out of our dorm and to the ice rink. we sat front row, right along the away teams side and a few seats away from their bench. that is where tate and i go every game. every game we tried to fire up the other team to keep the entertainment going. we had only been in university for two months, and yet the entire crowd knew those seats were reserved for us to rally the other team up. we got out our popcorn, and were ready to watch the warmups, scouting out which players were going to be tough to play against. the horn went off, signaling warm ups had begun, and we see the red and white jerseys making their way onto the ice. the heckling began, and we couldnt sit tight. we joined straight away. “RING OUT AHOYA WITH AN M-U RAH RAH!” we chanted out as a crowd during the warmups. tate and i couldnt stop laughing the entire time. the whole aura of just being in the arena was euphoric. “there he is, mr. fifth overall” tate nudged my shoulder, pointing over to the boy in a badgers jersey wearing #15. as much as i love tate, she is into the sport for the men that come with it. i love her to death, but for me i watch hockey for the sport. maybe one day i would focus on the appearance of them, but when i watch hockey, its for the soul purpose of seeing goals bring scored and hockey hugs. i was excited when i found out that i got into marquette not only for the program i am in, but that i would get to experience authentic college hockey. warm ups continued, the crowd chanted at the players; the players kept warming up. i finally took a good look at their team. it wasnt the biggest, nor the smallest team we have played, although some of them look to be shorter than me and i am 5’4. they skated around with a purpose, every stride more powerful than the next, allowing them to pick up speed around the corners and coming back up by the bench. i gave their faces a long look, seeing what i could depict from them as they went by, and then, he went by. i dont know if it was the entire world, or if it was my heart that stopped, but my eyes never left his, and his never left mine as he went on by. his hair stuck out briefly under the red helmet. his brown eyes digging a hole into mine. its like all of time stopped. his eyes moved away from mine and down to my sweatshirt, and so did mine. i was wearing my navy marquette university sweatshirt. i looked back up at him to see his lips form a smirk, and by then he was gone. i looked down into my lap. i dont understand what had just happened, my brain coud not comprehend what i had just endured. for some reason my stomach is in knots and my heart is doing flips. my mind keeps racing with thoughts about this kid. i look back up to see his back facing mine from across the ice. lindmark 18. i then looked away trying to find anything in my crammed brain about that name. the name sounded familiar, almost too much. i was snapped out of my abrasive thoughts to tate nudging me once again. “hey ally,” she said my nickname in an almost joking manner. “i think someone thinks your pretty.” she says as she pointed across the ice. it was him. staring at me, staring into the enemy’s soul.

i apologize if this is horrid, but it will hopefully be the first of many parts. im more writing this because i had a similar experience to this last night when uwm played ubc. please tell me if there is anything i need to work on or if you want me to consider adding ideas to this!

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im seeing alex owen and cole today. very happy:)

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bringing this back into life because it is still one of my favourite videos

Yes we have JT but Juicy Matthews is still gold💯🔥👌

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i love this

not good enough → a.turcotte

prompt: the reader is alexs little sister and she feels like she isn’t good enough to compete with alex.

5. “what’s wrong?”

10. “im sick of trying.”

*lowercase intended*

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“alex turcotte seen to be top 10 pick of 2019 nhl draft.”

“alex has been drafted to play with the LA Kings.”

alex, alex, alex.

everything, for the past couple of years have been all based on my brother alex. i play hockey too. but no one sees that. everyone is always so caught up in alex that no one even realizes im here.

for example me and alex both played hockey and my team had won and headed to provincials and of course my parents cared but once they found out alex won his games, they were overjoyed. completely forgetting my big victory.

i have always been an overcast of alex, and it hurts but im used to it. i mean who would like being placed behind her brother for every single thing? definitely not me. but no one seemed to think about how i felt.

don’t get me wrong. im beyond happy for my brothers sucess, i just wish people would view me as much as they viewed him even if it’s a little less, id still be happy with it.

today was the day alex was supposed to arrive back home and of course my parents were overjoyed, happy their son was coming back after his big draft accomplishment. i was happy to see my brother but at the same time i had to prepare myself for the neglection i was going to have to face once he’s arrived.

“alex my baby!” mom cooed and i practically roll my eyes and make my way downstairs to see my mom and dad hugging alex. he spots me and grins. “congrats.” i say quietly and he stares at me in confusion. i give him a quick hug and head back upstairs in my room.

not moments later i hear a knock at my door. “it’s open.” i call out and the door opens to view alex standing there. i place my head back down on my pillow and scroll through my phone. “hey” alex says and i nod. “hey.”

“what’s wrong?” he questions, taking a seat beside me and i look at him. “nothing.” i mumble and alex looks at me with a yeah right face. i shake my head. “it’s nothing alex, leave me alone.” i grumble but he doesn’t budge. “fat chance, im not leaving until you tell me the truth.”

“fine! you wanna know the truth alex? it’s you. im sick of trying to compete to be almost as good as you. im not even seen to be almost half as amazing as you. mom and dad care about you so much more than they ever care about me. im just your shadow alex. im tired so tired. im sick of trying.” I confess and alex stares at me, taken back from my confession.

“wow- i didn’t know you felt that way y/n.” alex starts and i shake my head. “no one did alex, because everyone cared so much about you. im literally a nobody alex.” i whimper and he pulls me into a hug. “im so sorry little one, i didn’t know you felt this way.” alex murmurs.

once i felt him hug me all my anger dropped and i hugged back. “i just want to be noticed alex, i want mom and dad to be proud of me as much they are proud of you.” i sob and he nods. “i know and they are! trust me they are i promise you that.” alex reassured me and i nod.

i pull away from him and he places a quick kiss on my forehead. “no more crying now. i hate when my sister cries.” alex says and i laugh, wiping away at my tears.

“now that im here, let’s go grab ice-cream how does that sound?”

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thank you!

30 from the new prompt list with alex t :))

this is so short it kinda makes me cringe butttttt i hope you liked it!!! i didn’t really know how else to put it but if it’s not what you wanted you can request another number!!!

you had just moved to plymouth just over a month ago. the first day at your new high school, and well of high school in general was today and you weren’t really that nervous. you just told yourself to stay to yourself and get through the day. what you didn’t think about was lunch. where you just going to sit by yourself? probably. that’s what you usually did at your old school in Flint.

you got through the first three periods of your day just fine. you just sat at a desk far away from everybody else and listened to what the teacher had to say. once they were done talking you just put your headphones in and did the work or read your new book.

soon the bell to leave third period ended and you grabbed you notebook and left. you stopped by your locker to get your poorly made peanut butter and jelly sandwich and your extra water bottle, seeing as you already drank your first one. once you grabbed you sorry excuse of a lunch, you walked through the doors to the cafeteria and looked around for a table with nobody. you looked around for about thirty seconds and then realized there was no open tables.

although you did see a table with a boy who had short, curly hair. he looked up when he felt someone looking at him and looked eyes with you.

you quickly averted your eyes towards the ground and felt heat rush up your face to your cheeks.

you decided to do something you would’ve never done before today. you decided to ask to sit with him. you slowly start making the way halfway into the cafeteria towards his table

“can i sit here? all the other tables are full”

and little did you know those ten words would change the next four years of your life.

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im getting attacked on twitter because i found what jack did offensive

ok so sexual harassment is the norm? good to know how fucked up people are

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i commented on the devils recent post on his rating and i commented saying how do you feel your top prospect is disrespecting women and they deleted it. so they, the devils organization, know what is going on🤷‍♀️

Look I’m NOT trying to turn into a Jack Hughes hate account but I HATE the account and behavior he had so therefore I’m a little frustrated never said I wouldn’t stop writing about him FOREVER I was saying just for now until I feel more comfortable writing about him! Hope y’all understand!

Ps all this has really made my frustrated I’m not trying to get y’all to be on my side I just want you to know where I am coming from! Hope you all don’t hate me!

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true, shame though because he hasnt even played a game yet and his rep is already going downhill

hockey tumblr:

the side of tumblr filled with what is supposed to be just harmless talking about hockey boys until they have scandals and all hockeyblr stans join forces to create a cancel culture on the player even though some of us hate eachothers guts due to the teams we cheer for

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hockey tumblr:

the side of tumblr filled with what is supposed to be just harmless talking about hockey boys until they have scandals and all hockeyblr stans join forces to create a cancel culture on the player even though some of us hate eachothers guts due to the teams we cheer for

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i was off tumblr for A DAY. i come back to seeing jack being cancelled. not even surprised anymore. only woman he (hopefully) respects is his mom

jack hasn’t even played in an nhl game yet and he has all this drama

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shame that his “fame” got to his head. i do not condone this whatsoever or any of the excuses that could be heard. i will put in the information that the boots festival is where a ton of my cousins lived. they saw jack and everyone at the festival, and did notice he drank which is usual at festivals. i dont care how intoxicated he couldve or couldnt have been , this is disgusting. highkey unstanning this child

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love this series already!

Somebody to you-C.McCarthy

CHAPTER ONE

A/N: what you all have been asking for!! This series masterlist(I’ll get there don’t worry) WILL be added to ntdp masterlist BUT ntdp masterlist WILL NOT be tagged in this series only “somebody to you” masterlist will be!

Let me know your thoughts if you have any!

Valerie was a Hughes. Three brothers was never easy to have. Always being overpowered and never getting what you wanted was tiring for her, she hated the constant overprotectiveness they all shared and it was even worse one of those boys was her twin. She was constantly used for the attention of her twin brother, Jack, and it was hard for her to find genuine friends, it was really no wonder her brothers were like the way they were. The only friends she really had were the national development boys. They took her in and didn’t see her as someone to use or push around, they knew where she was coming from since that happened to them all the time.

She walked in with her brother and billet brother, Alex, listening in on their conversation while she was texting a boy that she had started talking to over the weekend. She was skeptic talking to him since the way he found her was through jacks instagram, it was the reason she had to go private was because girls kept messaging her and boys kept trying to get with her, so the boys made her go private for the sake of things, every now and then she went off private but then quickly went back.

Jack nudged her shoulder and she looked up from her phone at her twin seeing the smirk on his face, “who are you talking to?”

“It’s none of your business.” She replied with and Alex made a face at him knowing he should’ve expected you to say that, it was hard to have a private life when girls found out your every move and went straight to jack about it, usually Alex was the good guy and covered for you, he knew what it was like to have your privacy violated and if it was one person your family and him wanted to keep safe it was you, and sometimes Luke.

“You knew that was coming.”

“I know, but I’ll find out.”

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She sat at lunch with two of her friends Alyssa and Mallory, the only two girls who she’d been friends with since she moved to Michigan. They had been friends since she could remember and they were the only true real ones who stayed with her once her brother blew up and everyone started using her as a way to get to him.

“Jack having his usual party tonight?” Alyssa asked before taking a swig of her water sitting there at lunch together, Valerie nodded her head seeing her brother sitting with the popular girls, you hated those girls and Jack knew that. They made your life pretty miserable ever since freshman year and they made it known to you that you could never be as popular as them, sure your instagram follows said otherwise, but in school that was just a number and you knew that, it never meant anything.

“Yeah he is, you both know you’re invited.” She smiled throwing her trash away in the bin that the lady walked around with and she looked at the two girls in front of her. Valerie was always so jealous of her best friends only wondering why they had to be the pretty ones making her feel like shit compared to them, out of all Hughes she always would say she was the ugly one when Quinn would complain constantly that it was him even though Valerie knew it wasn’t him, he could get girls at the drop of a dime and she could hardly get one boy to like her for her.

“How’s your little friend by the way? He still like you?”

“Yeah probably to be close with jack, I’m just going to end things with him.”

“He was cute! Ugh what a shame.” Mallory whined and Valerie offered a sympathy smile, “there will be others, mal, don’t worry.”