#plasticnolan

[hockeybabestars]

if you're still doing it, Jamie Oleksiak and industrial

jamie oleksiak, industrial

player + a word to describe your dream wedding

(requests now closed for this one! don’t worry if you didn’t get to submit! i think these are going to be a staple on my blog! stay tuned!)

[captain-mcdavid]

kiss it better — nolan patrick.

nolan slammed the door behind him, storming into the bedroom you had been sharing with him. 

you jumped slightly as his tense body marched over to the wardrobe with heavy steps, pulling it open and abruptly pulling a clean shirt out.

he was seemingly livid about something. you noticed through his anger filled mannerisms. you rose from the bed with furrowed eyebrows, slowly going to approach him.

“nolan?” you hushed, softly laying a hand on his lower back. he winced and turned to face you.

"what?" his voice shook, looking down at you with glossy eyes.

you looked up at his face and took in his details. you gasped, noticing his lips were a deep red and bruised. his nose as well was showing a purple bruise, contrasting across his tan skin.

"baby, what did you do to your face?" you spoke barely above a whisper.

"nothing, okay?" he retorted.

“nolan, tell me what happ-" you began to speak but quickly was interrupted by nolans rant.

"i didn't start it! i just don't understand why people want to start bullshit arguments over nothing?!" he ranted.

"i didn't fucking do anything wrong and yet here i am, being the one suffering for it!" he continued whilst raising his voice, flailing his arms around.

he slammed his fist against the wardrobe in frustration and sighed deeply.

"i didn't mean to start anything, it just happened." he continued.

you listened to him, knowing he wasn't yelling at you but instead being frustrated at the world, or whatever had happened to him that you were yet to find out.

"i know i should have been the bigger person and walked away, but, i just, i couldn't." he mumbled.

“nol, what happened?" you repeated calmly, running your fingers up his forearm softly.

nolan sighed and reached for the hem of his shirt. slowly he pulled it over his head. he turned around and the entirety of his back was scratched up.

"i-i got into a fight." he avoided eye contact with you as he spoke.

he didn't want you to be ashamed, or scared of him in any way. but he knew couldn't hide it from you, nor did he want to.

"i'm sorry," he whispered.

you knew he was not afraid to drop the gloves on the ice, but you never thought he would take it elsewhere. 

you stepped closer to him and lifted his chin with your index finger for him to look at you.

"let's get you cleaned up, okay?" you spoke with a soft smile, letting him know it was okay, before taking his hand and leading him into the kitchen.

you double tapped the kitchen counter, indicating for nolan to sit up. he raised a brow at you but you gave him a stare to say don't argue.

you pulled a white cloth from a top shelf.

you ran the cloth underneath the water cold gently, letting it soak up as much water as it could before draining it.

you stroll behind nolan and press it against his bare back

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he winces as the wet cloth makes contact with his body that was evidently a visual map of contusions and abrasions with colored highlights in red and purple.

"you don't have to do this, y/n." he sighs.

"i want to." you reply, running the cloth over his now fragile skin.

you set down the cloth to stand back in front of him and study his face. as he was sat on the counter, you decided to stand between his legs, your face now being eye level with his lips.

softly, his hands settled on your waist, pulling you closer to his body. you carefully take his chin between your finger tips to tilt his face around and scan over his busted lip.

nolan tries to finds your eyes with his as your distance between him is intimately close.

"kiss it better?" he asks just above a whisper.

“nolan, it's gonna hurt." you chuckle lightly, looking down.

"i don't care." he says between a soft smile.

you sigh in defeat as his much larger hand softly cups your cheek.

with a smile spreading across your face he pulls you in closer, his lips, evidently feeling sore on his behalf as they press against yours. he moves his lips slowly and warmly with yours, until you both pull away.

"can you please get me an icepack?" he whispers against your lips.

you breathe out a laugh before strolling over to the freezer, prepared to help him as his body is clearly overcome with fatigue.

"go over to the couch, i'll get it for you." you shooed him away to the living room so he could lay down and get comfortable.

walking the icepack over to him as he laid stomach down on the couch, you lifted his head up slightly and rested it on your lap as you sat down. his cheek squished against your lap as you held the icepack to his lip for him.

you ran your fingers through his hair with your free hand. nolan hummed in delight at your touch, and you couldn't help but smile to yourself at his soft nature when being around you.

"now do you care to tell me what happened, tough guy?" you mused.

you felt the vibrations of a light laugh come from his body. in a tired mumble he resumed in explaining the events that had occurred.

you listened with open ears until finally he fell asleep on your lap.

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another amazing submission by @plasticnolan

she’s a real one for feeding my nolan obsession right now. seriously can’t get enough.

[jakeoettinger]

plasticnolan replied to your video “JAMIE BENN WHAT”

i have never started tearing up so fast in my entire life

i deadass did not expect it. i was just watching miro’s video.. which is like 99% miro .05% other players talking about miro.. and then jamie doing this

[brandoncarlo]

okay i know we both agreed that the backes throat hit was painful but.. i'm aroused ? like those gifs ? end me ?

literally when i was making them i had to like pause every few seconds to calm down

[squilliamnylander]

plasticnolan replied to your post “i like how all u gotta say is “game 7″ and everyone just knows that...”

plot twist i'm both of these fans

you’re honestly brave. i wish i could be that fan tbh

[peachandthefrog]

YOU ARE THE REASON I THINK I'M IN LOVE WITH BEN HUTTON THANKS

AHH I'VE TURNED ANOTHER ONE!!i will be the sole reason hockey tumblr falls in love with him. mark my words. but seriously no one knows who he is and that's honestly so sad. he's an absolutely precious boy and i love him with all my heart

[hockeybabestars]

you are an absolute babe ! i appreciate you so much and adore how supportive you are of other writing blogs, so thank you ! lots of love, from @plasticfilth a.k.a fran xx

thank you so much!! you were one of the first blogs I really got into so this means so much to me! 💕

[antoineroussel-archive]

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oh, i want to hear your story

whilst i work through your inventory

your one liners leave a shiner

you're not sober and i'm not either

i o u - you me at six