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[samgirard]

└ dewey in the goalie line covered in another man's blood | round one, game three: col vs. wpg | 4.26.24

[tjarry]

brandon duhaime you've never been hotter

[spotty-fleabag]

It wasn't the first time a pup had fallen ill. But It was the first time a sick pup refused a meal.

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The warm wind coming up the hill promised a lush summer ahead to the young family.

Avalanche was no runt, but he had always been the smallest of the litter. Though his father was insisting on getting him to eat, the sick pup only ignored him with heavy lidded eyes, and laid down for a nap. Soleil felt his chest filling up with thousands of apologies and regrets. He could have been a better parent, he should have tried harder.

The young father laid down next to his son, holding him tight as if it was going to fix anything, and stayed still until he felt the small body exhale for the very last time.

rip bozo rng got you

[callsign-bubbles]

for a smile, they can share the night it goes on and on and on and on

THE QUEST FOR THE CUP (1917-pres.)

photo credit - x. x. x. x. x. x. x. x. x. x. x. x. x. x. x. x. x. x. x. x.

[pumpkinrootbeer]

"I love Mikko, he's like a Finnish little brother to me."

ty @blood-sweat-and-100-tears for letting me post her clip!! :)

[annieqattheperipheral]

fuck crying in the club rn

[ijustdontlikepeople]

🌕☕️❄️ Nathan MacKinnon Moodboard as requested by anon for emoji edits

[swayhughes]

via coloradoavalanche

[saruin]

my mum sent me a message telling me there were shark attacks in her area and i got really worried before remembering we live in switzerland and she's in a chalet? in the MOUNTAINS.

turns out my friend Colin texted her and was like "do you know what would be really funny"

I CAN'T CATCH A BREAK WITH THESE TWO

MOUNTAIN SHARKS ARE REAL GET YOUR MOTHER OUT OF THERE!!!!111!!!!

THEY HAVE BECOME A TRUE EPIDEMIC

people have DIED

[thingsmk1120sayz]

Erik Johnson went from most memeable likable player to most hated player in a span of 48 hours

[cherryontopstims]

♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡

Red fake food strawberries stimboard!

[bobrovskys]

♥️ & NateMac pls

NATHAN MACKINNON + ❤️

requests open

[ragebuilt]

INTO  THE  VOID.   part  1. (CONTAINS THUNDERBOLTS* SPOILERS.)

The  fight  with  Bob  ,  or  …  Sentry.   WHATEVER  THE  FUCK  VAL  WAS  CALLING  HIM   ,  had  been  doomed  before  any  of  them  threw  the  first  punch.         (  she'd  still  take  that  fight  over  what  happened  next  though.  )   What  the  fuck  were  any  of  them  even  doing.   It  wasn't  often  that  Anya  was  scared  ,  but  when  people  started  vanishing  like  they  were  in  some    horrifying  Japanese  horror  flick     ,  she  felt  that  sense  of  fear  ,   ALL  WHILE  STILL  DOING  WHAT  SHE  COULD  TO  HELP.    All  of  those  lessons  she'd  been  taught  about  buryinig  fear  working  until  Yelena  vanished.

THEN  THE  VOID  TOOK  THE  REST  OF  THEM  INTO  THE  DARKNESS.

Cold  ,  damp  ,  a  shivering  feeling  creeping  up  her  spine.   There's  just  nothing.   Then  there's  a  forest.   Snow.   A  LOT  OF  IT.   Just  outside  of  the  opening  of  a  cave.   There's  a  little  girl  ,  about  the  age  of  eleven.         (  the  age  she  was  when  she  had  been  taken  back  there  after  that  sweet  year  of  freedom.  )   She's  confused.   The  younger  version  of  herself  raising  a  hand  to  assess  the  wound  on  her  head  with  a  hiss  when  she  felt  the    sharp  pain.   It  was  her.   A  younger  version  of  herself.

Eyes  went  wide  ,  looking  around  the  cave.   FEELING  MEMORIES  COMING  BACK  TO  HER  FROM  THAT  DAY.   The  mundane  hunting  trip  ,  the  avalanche  triggered  by  the  Project  ,    being  separated  from  her  brother  and  dad.   The  way  everything  went  black  when  she  dove  into  the  cave  to  avoid  being  swallowed  by  the  wall  of  snow  perusing  her.   There's  a  moment.   A  recollection  of  what  happened  that  day.    Then  she  hears  a  sound.

Someone's  approaching.    Someone  she  knows.   It's  him.   Not  the  Soldier  ,    SHE  WISHED  IT  COULD  HAVE  BEEN  HIM  THAT  FOUND  HER.   It's  her  handler.   Sent  to  get  her  and  bring  her  back  where  she  belonged.   Temporary  damage  to  the  head  is  enough  to  confuse  her  from  the  past  year.         (  defaulting  back  to  familiar  muscle  memories  till  she  assumed  a  mission  had  gone  wrong.  )   No.   No  ,  that  wasn't  right.   The  older  Anya  ,  the  one  who  knows  what's  to  come  ,  her  heart's  pounding.    GROWING  IN  INTENSITY  AND  SPEED.   She  can't  let  that  happen.   She  has  to  do  something.

“  No.  No  no  no  no  no  ,  ”   Voice  was  frantic.      ANYA  SURGING  FORWARD  TO  COVER  THE  GROUND  OF  THE  CAVE.   To  cover  her  younger  self.   It's  what  she  does  now.   She  protects  the  ones  who  can't  protect  themselves.   When  she  caught  up  ,  the  older  brunette  plants  herself  between  her  and  V  ,    A  COLD  GLARE  IN  HER  EYES  AS  SHE  STARES  HIM  DOWN.   She's  not  afraid  of  him  anymore.   He  doesn't  control  her  like  he  used  to  thanks  to  the  red  room.   “Don't    FUCKING     touch  her!”  Voice  is  quiet  ,  but  it  could  cut  like  a  dagger  ,    IF  THE  MAN  LOOKING  AT  HER  WERE  REAL.   There's  no  fear  in  his  eyes  though.   Not  like  there  usually  is  when  the  daughter  of  The  Winter  Soldier  and  The  Black  Widow.   Instead  ,    he  has  the  nerve  to  smile  and  chuckle  at  her.   That  same  sick    CONDESCENDING  SMILE     he  always  wore  when  he  managed  to  outsmart  her.

“  You  know  how  this  goes  Anya.   Honestly  ,  thought  you  would've  gotten  with  the  program  by  now.  ”   She  flinches  back.   EYES  NARROWING  WHIILE  BROW  FURROWS  IN  CONFUSION.   The  reaction  itself  ,  stunned.   She  knows  what's  coming.   Her  head  shakes.   “  I'm  not  a  part  of  that  anymore.   I  escaped  that.  “   Another  sickening  chuckle  escapes  him.   Churning  her  stomach.   A  tsking  sound  ,  as  he  wagged  his  finger  back  in  forth.    AS  THOUGH  HE  WERE  CHIDING  A  CHILD.   ”  Ah  ah  ,  Anya.   You've  forgotten  your  place  in  the  system.   We'll  fix  that."

Her  younger  self  comes  out  from  behind  her.   She  tries  to  grab  for  the  child.   To  keep  her  back  from  him.   “  Anya  no!   No  he's  he's  not  safe  ,  please!  ”   It's  like  she's  not  even  there.   POWERLESS  TO  STOP  HER  YOUNGER  SELF  FROM  BEING  TAKEN.   He  had  to  have  been  close  by.   He  could  have  found  her.

“  Anya!  ”   Her  alto  voice  rasps  with   DESPERATION.   Runninig  the  couple  of  steps  to  the  opening  of  the  cave.   There's  no  blinding  light  of  snow.   There's  no  aftermath  of  the  avalance.      SHE'S  IN  ANOTHER  FAMILIAR  PLACE.   THERE  ARE  TWO  CHILDREN  IN  A  FIGHTING  RING.   Handlers  surround  the  ring.   The  boy  ,  a  perfect  image  of  the  younger  version  of  her  brother  ,  shaking  his  head  while  silently  pleading  with  the  younger  ,   BRUTAL     version  of  herself.   “Anya  listen  to  me  …  I'm  not  gonna  hurt  you.”

TO  BE  CONTINUED  IN  PT.  2.

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pfp commission of Avalanche commissioned by GoreNova! Go check him out, his art is so good!

[annieqattheperipheral]

47min

[ijustdontlikepeople]

🥺 JoCale Aesthetic as requested by @silly-barbie for emoji edits