So I’ll start with their scene in 1x02. I looooove it so much because I
think it’s one of the first times they actually talk honestly with each
other. “I’m beginning to think we’re a lot alike… you and I.” Likeeeee… kill meee?? and the shoulder touch with the “Little wolf”… I think it was the moment when I realized how perfect they were for each other.
As soon as I got this prompt I loved it! It’s friggin
adorable! And totally Tyler!! Anyway so here’s a Tyler imagine featuring
Marshall and Cash! Enjoy!
Anon Request: Hi! I love your imagines! Can u please do a
Tyler Seguin imagine about how he notices y/n paying a lot of attention to the
dogs and preferring to spend time with them and feed and do everything for them
so Tyler gets jealous and puts the dogs outside and y/n notices that he’s
jealous because of the dogs and finds it funny? Thank you!
heard Marshall and Cash on the other side of the door as soon as you rang the
Hiiii :) I know that you’re super super busy and I’m so sorry you’re having a rough time!! But your imagines are so amazing and always make me so happy so I was wondering if you could maybe add another request to the queue? I was hoping you could do one with Tyler Seguin where he’s at a game and somehow finds out that the reader went into labor and he has to rush to the hospital? Thank you so much!! Your imagines are incredible and I love them and you so much 💟
Author’s note: Ah! Just imagine daddy Tyler. It crushes my heart in a good way.
Michelle Marshall’s “MC1R” Series Highlights the Stunning Diversity of Red Heads
Though the stereotypical red-haired person is white and of Irish descent, this narrative is far from inclusive. In hopes of expanding perceptions of red heads, London-based photographer Michelle Marshall set out to photograph Afro-Caribbean people with red hair for her series “MC1R.”
The second-floor Japanese restaurant was small and
dimly lit, we speculated the tip jar by the “Wait to be seated” sign got you service
faster. Caitlin picked up a menu from the table and sat down, and I offered one
to Marshall. He shook his head, rubbing his dark blonde beard, “Nah, man. I
want to drink while I’m looking at the menu.”
He looked to his left at the window and I thought about
how similar he looked to his father. Similar jawline, both had wide eyes when
amused, same glazed eyes when confused.
The minute the server at the front estimated turned to
ten of them, and then the other server came out, showed us to the table.
Marshall waited for him to come back again like a puppy, but the server only
put down water glasses before saying he would be back.
The whiskers on Marshall’s face frowned with him, “I
wanted to order while having a nice… Sapporo.” He sighed and Caitlin smiled
while looking at him. Her blue eyes reflected in the light, auburn hair that
could have been something else, gaze that said she still loved the little things
about him. They had their rows and he could be overly brash, but they were in
“I’m glad we did this. Just one month until I’m
moving.” His eyes opened wide, “Where are you moving to?” I tugged softly at
the brown pull curtain on the left, “South of St. Pete.” He nodded, “Nice, man.”
Then he chuckled, and shared a look with Caitlin, “We’re moving too.”
It was my turn for eyebrows to go up, “Oh?” He
shrugged, “Yeah. Parents are putting up the house for sale next month, and you
know people are always looking here, so it’ll be less than the thirty days.” I
nodded, “Yeah. That’s not the most ideal, but I’m excited for both of you. You’ll
get to move out somewhere.” Caitlin gave a small smile, “Yeah, it is exciting.
But, you know, we were only paying electricity, compared to rent.”
Right hand rubbed over unshaven stubble, “Well, I know
there’s cheap out by campus, but I know you probably don’t want to live there.”
Marshall made a dismissive noise, “No, no.” She shrugged, “Yeah, I don’t know
where. But it’s happening.” I smiled, “Well, you’ll find a place. Made it
through Colorado, you’ll pull this off.”
When the drinks and the sushi finally arrived,
Marshall had four large rolls that filled him up, gave a headache too. Caitlin ate the salmon gingerly and I saved my last two pieces of shrimp until they
were done. Eating was always easier than drinking for me, Marshall would ask
for a to-go cup so he could finish the rum cocktail.
Pedestrians tried to weave in and out of the main
avenue where there were no walkways, but I made clear where I was driving and
avoided those who didn’t get the message. “I’d have said where you could park, but
you know where you’re going.”
The parking garage gate sensed the card and opened towards
the car before I drove it in. Caitlin leaned forward from the backseat, “Is this
a free garage?” I shook my head, “No, it’s the firm’s garage.”
The car went down the dip before turning towards the
elevation, “Should I park here or access level?” Marshall shook his head, “Let’s
go up to the roof, man. Caitlin’ll appreciate it.”
It was like clearing the runway when the car came out
from under the last roof on the sixth level, rounded the corner and parked at
the highest parking spot. Marshall nodded, “Nice, man. Leave that Marietta on
too.” It was actually Hightide Hotel’s “She Dreams of Melting Rocks” by then,
but I only nodded and left the car doors open as we got up.
They had all been in downtown high-rises before, but
even if it wasn’t the tallest building, the garage had a vantage point from the
very middle of the city. Caitlin looked around and smiled, walked to the edge
with Marshall, facing a forest and the hospital beyond, the rest of the farther
buildings going off to the left. I looked away as they kissed, felt grateful
for the city and good memories, and knew there would be a new place for
Ann and I that no one else could find.