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#MLB#liga Americana#liga Nacional#Willie Mays#The Say Hey Kid#cápsula MLB#trivia MLB#NHL#finales NHL#Edmonton Oilers#Florida Panthers#Eurocopa#Copa América#fútbol#F1#GP de España#resultados F1#El Rincón del Fanático#YouTube Music
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As far as Tumblr is concerned there are 3 types of hockey player: sad wet cat, slut, and bastard
#nhl#hockey#in order we have#connor mcdavid#or#quinn hughes#sidney crosby#tyler seguin#and finally#matthew tkachuk#brady tkachuk
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June 18th 2024 best hockey tweet(s) of the day
#hockey twitter#nhl#nhl hockey#hockey#matthew tkachuk#ratthew#florida panthers#edmonton oilers#scf#stanley cup finals#stanley cup playoffs 2024#connor mcdavid
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NHL x Internet (Special Edition: McMattDrai Stanley Cup Final)
#nhl x internet#X internet#annies edits#connor mcdavid#Cmd#cm97#cmd97#ld29#mt19#matthew tkachuk#leon draisaitl#florida panthers#edmonton oilers#stanley cup playoffs#Stanley cup finals#stanley cup 2024#panthers#oilers#Drai#drat#chucky#Davo#mcjesus#mcmattdrai#mcmatt#mcdrai#mattdrai#annie.edits
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ive gotten rlly into ice hockey recently! i like goalies best. they are. friend shaped
ref images and process vid under cut! <3
#mine#cats#nhl#marc andre fleury#seeing as . i used him as a ref#goalies are kitties!!!!!!!!!!!!!! in my opinion#i bought sm new brushes and finally found a line art brush i can stand. who knew it was possible#anyway this drawing took years off my life#digital art ??? me??#i took one look at th gear n was like yeh im. im not drawing that#i love tracing its like a brother to me#anyway i have made a new routine for myself when i took a hiatus n i can now say it is working Extremely well for me#it is . not normal routine but it is making my brain happy yes yes yes yes
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Stahp….Quinn’s sad little face after the game 😫😫
I’ve never been so conflicted.
Edit: seriously look at him. He’s devastated.
Edit #2: like I don’t think you really understand how conflicted I am right now. I’ve never seen Nico so happy.
#nhl#nj devils#vancouver canucks#Quinn Hughes#Luke Hughes#Jack Hughes#nico hischier#is Nico thriving cause he finally likes his coach#Sheldon is really giving Nico the admiration he deserves
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part of quinn’s daily routine at this point
#made this purely for my happiness#now i study for finals#vancouver canucks#nhl#hockeyposting#nhl fanart#quinn hughes#i wanna snapcube the nhl#lutjanart
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11.08.24 (SEA vs VGK): my happy & damp emotional support goalie after yeeting the fish
#kraken lb#joey daccord#seattle kraken#krakenblr#krakenedit#hockeyblr#hockeyedit#nhl#nhledit#ice hockey#my stuff#my gifs#my hockey gifs#i'm sad i missed this game i was slammin beers with the guys on friday LMAO#but very happy we finally beat v*gas in our own building
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🎙️⚾🏒⚽ El Rincón del Fanático 546: Adiós a Willie Mays, Finales NHL y Eurocopa/Copa América 🌟
Bienvenidos a otra emocionante edición de El Rincón del Fanático. Acompáñanos mientras exploramos los momentos más destacados del deporte.
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02:08 ⚾ MLB: Repasamos las ligas Americana y Nacional, y recordamos a la leyenda Willie Mays, "The Say Hey Kid", quien falleció el 18 de junio de 2024 a los 93 años. Incluimos una cápsula informativa y una trivia para honrar su legado.
22:16 🏒 NHL: Final emocionante en la NHL con el 7° partido entre Edmonton Oilers y Florida Panthers en juego.
28:40 ⚽ Fútbol: Un paneo de los partidos de la Eurocopa y la Copa América.
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honey you got a big storm coming inspired by Jordan Peele's NOPE and particularly this poster design
(prints)
#ITS DONEEEE#this composition has been rattling around in my brain for MONTHS#AND I FINALLY SAT DOWN AND ACTUALLY MADE IT#MAKING MY WAY THROUGH MY ART LIST BABYYYYY#guys arenas are actually kinda fun to draw#ive done three arenas and a ballpark now#*owen wilson voice* wow#anyways that sky hurricane was an absolute nightmare for the longest time#and then i figured out what i was doing and it became fun but oh god it took so incredibly long#worth it tho#carolina hurricanes#hurricanes#hockey#hockey art#nhl#my art#canes
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pretty girl, me94
in which mark has a little bit of an unwarranted jealousy problem you help him get over. (18+!!)
part of the sophomores best girl mini series! also set in last season, a couple days after mackie's fic (2.6k)
she’s long awaited, she’s hot, and she’s not proofread!! (typical). i hope she lived up to the excitement, i love you all, i need to pack and i need to go tf to sleep
jealousmarkjealousmarkjealousmarkjealousmarksdhsjdhsdjdh
to the public you were mark's. it made the most sense- he'd probably be around until his graduation, at which point the arrangement you had with the sophomore's would probably be over- but it would still prevent people begging the question of why you hadn't followed any of the other's to their respective draft cities despite the lack of any 'breakup'
he was touchier with you than the rest, as well. so being his 'girlfriend' had allowed for that to translate well when the group of you were out, for him to stay mindless about his fingers twirling the ends of your hair and his palm having a home on your thigh.
to top it all off- it was so embarrassingly evident that, although he liked sharing you in general, sometimes his mind went to places it shouldn't, and sometimes sharing was the last thing he wanted when it came to you.
so at a party where you and mackie had been stuck to one another like glue, partnering in beer pong, sharing a cup when nobody was paying attention, passing fleeting touches once everybody was too far gone to notice, mark could only sulk.
the biggest downside of being your so called boyfriend was that, no matter how badly he wanted to leave, it would look a little wrong for him to ditch his love at a frat house with absolutely no warning.
so he pulled you aside, your giggles stinging a little as you fell into his chest, looking up at him in the dim lighting like he was something of a god, whisking you to heaven, or, in this case, the entrance hallway of the most trashed building possibly ever
"it's time to go home now, baby," he murmured, wrapping you in his jacket, knowing you refused to bring any warm one, arguing it ruined your outfit.
you pouted, clutching the hem of his shirt and trying to pull him back to where some of the hockey team had stationed themselves
"but i'm having fun, marky," your genuine displeasure at his words had his jaw ticking, shaking his head at you.
"is that how this works now? you bossin' me around, baby?" he tilted his head and the look in his eyes made your mouth water. you pulled your bottom lip between your teeth, shook your head and watched in real time as his face got more laxed, his body getting closer to yours.
he gave you a lazy grin, pressing a kiss to your lips and leading you out the door.
"we're gonna go home n' you're gonna be good, yeah?" he whispered, earning a nod as you tried to lean in for more kisses. he hummed, accepting the gesture but quickly pulling back to get you onto the sidewalk and towards the house.
you pawed at his arm, an attempt to get his attention back on you. he quickly eyed you before deciding to lean into his jealousy, see if you caught on and see what you'd do about it.
"look who's just gettin' all the attention from anyone who'll spare it tonight, huh?" you blushed, shaking your head timidly
you stepped in front of him so he’d stop walking, only for him to lift you into his arms and continue on without a thought
you giggled, tucking your face into his neck. "just want your attention, marky," you gave him a sultry look, watching as his tongue poked the bottom of his cheek in frustrated contemplation
"don't seem to want any of me when mackie's around," he stated, feeling your nails scratch at his bicep absentmindedly.
now that you thought about it, you were starting a little bit of a pattern. you'd be caught up in marks lap, giggling at everything he said and being the perfect, attentive girlfriend. then, mackie would come into a conversation and you'd be entirely distracted.
the first time, his food had come to the door and you never bothered to come back to mark after bringing it upstairs. tonight, he asked for you to partner him in games and you spent the whole night looking at mackie the way mark felt he deserved instead.
"then you're always runnin' around the house in luke's clothes, snuggling up with him on movie nights, sleeping in his bed," he continued, despite your lips on his jaw and neck, nipping at his skin
luke always preferred softer affection from you to cheer him up unless he was particularly angry- which meant him dragging you into his lap and hugging onto you, giving you his clothes so they'd smell like your perfume and having you fall asleep on his chest.
"best of all, ethan's been taking you out to lunch dates when you're meant to be my girl, not his," he walked through the front door just as you were about to explain to him that he seemed afraid to be affectionate with you other than to sleep with you or touch you, and that's why you kept getting whisked away.
the other boys had found a nice middle ground of relief and relationship, and you never denied any of them what they'd asked of you- mark had been stuck on relief, and always seemed to try and catch you when the rest had already whisked you away.
"m' not tryin' to pick favourites, i promise, marky. wanna have a thing with you, too. i don't know what you'd like, though," he grumbled, like your explanation hadn't quite met his standards for an excuse
"right now?" he dropped you on his bed, peeled his shirt off. "i'd like to fuck you,"
you giggled, pulling him down on top of you and tugging at his hair, kissing him and letting him tug your shorts off. his hands slid down your waist and hips to find your panties, only to feel that you'd gone without.
he groaned into your mouth and you smiled. one hand abandoning his hair to scratch down his back.
he moved off you, earning a needy whine and your arms reaching out at him. he smirked, sitting at the edge of his bed and nodding for you to come over to him while he ditched his pants and boxers
your response was to start kneeling in front of him, only for him to shake his head. "on my lap, pretty baby," he gripped your waist, pulling you onto his thigh, pressed tight to his chest.
"think m' gonna make you work for it," he smiled, looking in front of you at the full length mirror, watching as you stared at the two of you. you licked your lips slightly, watching the way he was holding you.
"what?" you murmured, finally looking into his eyes, a little distracted by his hands and the way you looked.
he chuckled, pressing a sweet kiss to your temple.
"said i'm gonna make you work for it, baby." his hands moved to your hips, teasing for a second before he lifted you forward and then dragged you back, bare cunt dragging on the muscle of his thigh and making your legs clench together
he gave you an expectant look through the mirror, watching with a smirk as you slowly rocked forward, a shaky whine spilling from your lips when his leg tensed under you
your hand planted on his other leg, nails digging into his skin as you rocked yourself as well as you could manage, a sticky mess building on his leg from your arousal
"the boys and i.. we talk about you, you know?.." he trailed, leaving kisses on your shoulder while you moaned at the though of them talking about the things they'd all done with you.
"and none of them can shut up about how well you respond.. when they tell you how good you are for them," your core pulsed, hips stuttering in your pace.
you weren't quite sure where he was going with his rant, which side of the coin he'd choose.
"is that true, pretty girl? you like it when they pretend you're this perfect angel, like you're not the prettiest little slut for us?" your eyes fluttered closed, and reopened to look into his own.
both. he was choosing both sides of the coin.
"mark, mark-" your grip on his leg tightened and he hummed, serving as a repetition to his question and not an acknowledgement of how close you were, nor your whimpers of his name.
"answer me," he murmured, bringing a hand in front of you and making light circles over your clit.
"m' a good girl. good for you, always. s' not- ah, not pretend" you breathed out, leaning your head back on his chest and looking up at him from there, rather than in the mirror
"please," you gasped, and you didn't even know yourself whether you were pleading with him to confirm you were good for him, or just to let you cum. though, one would probably result in the other.
"oh, look at you.. you do like it, don't you?" he teased, and you nodded obediently, peering up at him with all the hope you could muster.
though apparently your hope was for nothing, cause he moved his fingers away from your clit and grabbed your hips roughly, stopping your movement and effectively pressing pause on any stimulation you'd been feeling.
"no, no- was so close," you whispered, tears collecting at your waterline and both of your hands trying to pry marks off your body so you could go back to fucking yourself on him.
"shhh, pretty baby. m' gonna take my hands away and you're gonna sit nice and still, yeah? don't be a fucking brat, now," his voice was low and stern, your core throbbing against him and earning a chuckle
he hummed in satisfaction when you halted your attempts at forcing his hand, and you watched patiently as his forearm slayed over your stomach and he lifted your whole body with a one handed grip on your waist.
using his other hand, he aligned himself under you, pulling you down onto his cock and dropping you so that he immediately bottomed out.
you squealed, squeezing him so hard that he grunted and pried your thighs apart, slapping the inside of one hard enough for you to come back to yourself and try and relax your pelvis.
you gulped when you finally got used to the sudden intrusion, eyes fluttering shut and hips rocking gently.
he gripped your jaw, eyes jolting open as he forced you to look into the mirror in front of you.
"i told you to sit still" he barked, and you were smart enough to will away every aching desire to squirm.
since the last time you'd acknowledged yourself, you found that the lust drunk bliss on your face had increased tenfold and that you were now dripping down your thighs and onto marks, despite the two no longer rubbing against one another.
you also found that mark was staring, as well. drinking in every inch of exposed skin and massaging at your thighs when his eyes spent far too long focused between them, eyeing the way he was pressed into you and how stuffed you looked.
his arm made it's way back over your stomach, fingers gently grazing the imprint he was leaving on your stomach on their way across to your waist.
his voice was deep and crisp in your ear when he started to fuck up into you, one hand pulling you up, slamming you back down, and the other placing your thighs over his knees so they'd stay spread while he moved to paw at your tits, pinch your nipples.
"have you ever let any of us come inside?" and he sounded so calm that it hurt your head, confusion and fear melting together into a look that you gave him through the glass of his mirror.
".. s' against the rules," was all you said, shaky and wanting so desperately to grip onto him but wanting to be well behaved far more, so choosing to stay as he put you.
"that's not what i asked, pretty baby. i asked if you've let anyone," his fingers stopped messing with your nipple, instead his whole palm enveloped your left breast and the lines of his hand soaked in the scattered beat of your heart.
"no," you whispered, and it couldn't have been a more evident lie even if he hadn't felt the skip in the rhythm beating through your chest. he slammed up into you particularly roughly and you struggled not to scream, your eyes fluttering and tears dripping down your cheeks.
"no?" he asked again, his condescending tone ringing in your ears. if only you'd known he knew before his question even fell from his lips, you would've apologized rather than lying.
"so.. what was it, that you were begging mack to do the other night? promisin' him you wouldn't tell, saying you'd been so good," he tilted his head, the hand over your heart sneaking up around your throat, keeping your head straight so you'd look him in the eye.
"nothin'.. nothing, mark, i swear. just know he likes me talking, beggin'.. wanted to be good t' him," you cried, and he let out a dry chuckle.
"good girls don't lie.. n' i thought that's all you wanted, was for me to validate that little fantasy in your head where you're obedient, and sweet, and the best girl, and then.. you lie to me? m' starting to think the boys are liars, too. tellin' me you're this angel baby.." he trailed off, tutting breathily.
"if you're a good girl, you'll make it up to me, right, pretty baby?" he asked, coming up with his very own resolution for the problem he'd stuck you in.
"i'll- m' gonna make it up to you, swear it," your lead lolled back onto his shoulder from how dazed you were and he quickly perched your head right back up.
"gonna let me come inside? need to- i need it. need to know what it feels like to fill you up, baby," he squeezed your throat a little, your walls clenching around him and your eyes flickering between open and closed. you'd never been so loud, so twitchy for him and he was loving every last second.
you nodded, almost frantically, staring at where you and mark connected in the mirror while he hummed in satisfaction and gave you one last, rough thrust, leaking into you and dropping his hand from your neck, squeezing every inch of skin he could reach and moaning gently in your ear.
"there's a good girl. prettiest fucking whore f' me," he murmured, smiling blissfully when your legs made their way over his knees, clamping together while your walls pulsated around him.
you squeezed your eyes shut hard and clawed at his arm, shaking against his chest and moans spilling violently from red, swollen lips.
you heaved in his arms, chest rising and falling prominently while he used light circles on your clit to bring you down from an intense orgasm.
his hands slid to your hips, ready to pull you off him and you whined in retaliation, turning to nestle your face into his chest.
he smirked, keeping you taught to himself while he laid back, keeping you in top of him and petting your hair out of your face.
"mh. was always so annoying you never wanted cuddles, so warm, big," you babbled, clinging on tighter.
"always wanted cuddles, pretty baby. didn't know how to ask for 'em."
"kay, well. you're an idiot," he raised an eyebrow, adjusting his hips and earning an oversensitive whine
"watch yourself"
#e’s fics#e goes a little feral#best girl mini series !#mark estapa#mark estapa x reader#mark estapa smut#hockey imagine#nhl imagine#fINALLY MAN#sry im slow thank you for waiting on me
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#zach hyman#athlete#sports#nhl#��#hockey#edmonton oilers#suit#tie#dress shoes#wingtips#handsome#style#sharp#suave#sexy#fashion#hunk#stud#stanley cup finals
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June 21st 2024 best hockey tweet(s) of the day
I actually love the Oilers so that last one doesn’t apply to me but I know there’s some haters out there who will appreciate
#hockey twitter#nhl#nhl hockey#hockey#stanley cup playoffs 2024#stanley cup#stanley cup finals#edmonton oilers#florida panthers#toronto maple leafs#time to hunt#justin timberlake#i can’t believe the oilers are about to do this#florida oh no baby what is you doing
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CHRIS & MIKA ( NYR vs ANA. 10.26.2024. )
#chris kreider#mika zibanejad#nyr#new york rangers#nhl#hockey#hockeyedit#my gifs#flashing cw#finally !!!!!!!
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Calvin Pickard, Stuart Skinner | 5-1 EDM vs. NASH 🏆
#finally beating those one man team allegations#love thy goaltender#edmonton oilers#oilers#nhl#stuart skinner#oilers lb#calvin pickard
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