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if matty t isn’t named captain i will jump off a bridge #speakingfromtheheart

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(Fall)ing In Love - Tyler Seguin

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A/N: hey y’all so i wrote this in october and i just decided to post it and leave it on a cliffhanger like the other fic i did :)

Summary! you run into tyler

Word Count: 343

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Fall. The season of love as my mom has always called it. Her and my dad met in October, everyone says that’s when I’ll meet the love of my life. I’ve never built up the courage to tell her I’ve given up on love tho.

Although I moved to Dallas a month ago, I’ve had very little time to explore the city. And fall is the perfect time to do so. Ever since I was a kid, fall has been my favorite season. I grew up in Montana, in my opinion, it’s the best place to be during those months. But as of now, Dallas will do.

I begin the short journey to a small coffee shop a few blocks away from my apartment. As I listen to the whisper of the crimson colored leaves, I realize I’ve been completely oblivious to my surroundings and walked straight past the block I was supposed to turn onto. I come to a halt, as I’m about to turn around, a rock solid chest of a man crashes into me from behind, I go flying face first into the concrete. As I get up from the ground, the man says in a concerned tone,

“Shit I'm sorry, are you okay?”

Just as I’m about to respond, I make eye contact with a man who looks oddly familiar. I spend a few seconds taking in his appearance. His hair is a dark, chocolate color, loosely slicked back, he has tattoos that cover both his arms, and is wearing a shirt the color of the sky after a disastrous storm, that fits just right on his perfectly sculpted body. But the thing I notice most are his eyes. A dark caramel color, but soft. They hold happiness, comfort, affection, but most importantly, love. I snap out of it to realize he’s looking at me, possibly waiting for a response.

“I’m fine, just a tad bit shaken up I guess.”

He gives me a slight smile before before sticking out his hand to introduce himself,

“I’m Tyler, Tyler Seguin”

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The Truth - Nolan Patrick

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A/N: hi so I started this last Wednesday in biology class and finally just finished it but I was planning on making it longer but I really loved the ending so I just kept it, but anyway my writing isn't the best but I really like this :)

Summary! Just stuff about Nolan’s soulmate 

Word Count: 333

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As night became day, he started to understand the truth. The truth that his mother has always told him. The truth his grandmother told him every Sunday when she called. The truth his father liked to bug him about every summer when he went home to Winnipeg. The truth that his teammates have always liked to chirp him for. Nolan has always denied the truth, but last Wednesday at morning skate when Claude told the team his wife was pregnant again and Oskar spoke about proposing to Alma, the truth finally caught up to him. The truth that he would never find his soulmate. He’s been on countless dates the past few years, but he hadn’t even been relatively interested in a woman since he moved to Philadelphia. He claimed they “weren’t his type”, and while those girls claimed otherwise, everyone knew what type of woman Nolan wanted and needed in his life. He wanted a girl sweeter than coffee on a rainy, Sunday morning. He wanted a girl who would rather sit in her flat on a Friday night, painting the beautiful Philly sky as it fades into slumber than a girl who’s out getting wasted at a frat party down the road. He wanted a girl who would get excited over her new favorite Ruth Ware novel and share every detail about the two men in the book who were hopelessly in love but too afraid to tell the world. He wanted a girl who would play Hozier on the guitar and sing with him to Bon Iver on the balcony of his flat until the neighbors came knocking on their door telling them to quiet down. He thought this girl didn’t exist and he wouldn’t be able to find his soulmate like every other person in a thousand mile radius, but little did he know, his soulmate was only three blocks away sitting under a cherry blossom tree, listening to a Spotify playlist that was made by him, for her.

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i was today years old when i found out Tj Oshie is older than Sidney Crosby