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hot tub time with dakoda at the lake house and your both so relaxed from the sun and you have on a cute bikini and he’s a smiley

hot tub

dakoda rhéaume-mullen x fem!reader

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the two of you just got back from spending the whole day out on the boat about twenty minutes ago and only decided it was time to come back because it was starting to get chilly. 

the second you stepped onto the dock he suggested getting in the hot tub and you both raced up onto the porch, though he won, like always. 

now you're sitting in the corner of the hot tub, arms resting on the edges, head tilted slightly back. it's quiet, except for the bubbling of the jets and the occasional bird calling out across the water. 

that is until you hear dakoda laugh softly under his breath.

"what?" you mumble, not opening your eyes.

"nothing." 

you peek at him and he's looking at you. all smiley and sun-kissed, hair still messy from when he towel-dried it back on the boat. "you're staring."

he shrugs, giving you the little side smirk he always does when you catch him doing something. "can you blame me? you look so pretty."

your cheeks warm and you glance away, pretending to look at the water crashing up against the bank, but you know he caught you anyway. "pretty, huh? that's new." 

you turn your head to look at him again just as he gives you an offended look. "shut up. i always tell you that you're pretty."

"mhm.. not always like that, though."

dakoda shifts, eyes still locked on you. "like what?"

"'you look so pretty.' that was, like, romantic."

"god forbid i say something nice without getting chirped for it."

"i'm not chirping you. i'm just appreciating the rare moment."

he raises an eyebrow. "rare? seriously? i say nice things all the time. you're just too stubborn to accept compliments."

"i accept them. i just-"

"make it a whole thing," he cuts you off. "like right now."

you jokingly roll your eyes. "you're annoying."

"sure, whatever you say," he tells you, running a hand through his hair. "gorgeous."

you huff and shake your head, sinking a little deeper into the hot tub so the water rises just under your chin. “stop.”

“what, you don’t like being called gorgeous now?” he teases.

you shoot him a glare. “it’s not that. you’re just doing that thing again.”

“what thing?”

 “that i know i’m getting to you thing.”

“because i am getting to you.”

“you’re not.”

“oh really?”  he tilts his head to the side. “so you aren't blushing right now?”

you look away, resisting the urge to cover your face. “i’m sunburnt.”

“right. sunburnt,” he repeats, clearly not buying it. “not the fact that i called you pretty, or gorgeous, or that i keep looking at you like i’m completely obsessed.”

“you’re not helping your case.”

“i’m not trying to help my case,” he says, moving closer, the water shifting around you both. “i’m trying to see how many compliments it takes before you finally admit you like it and stop pretending like i don’t mean it.”

"....i know you mean it,” you say quietly.

his smile eases into something more genuine. “good. you’re still blushing, by the way.”

“dakoda.”

he laughs, loud and unbothered, splashing a little bit of water at you. “told you i was getting to you.”

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for lj x horcoff sister!reader what about will notices that something happened with you and lj and comes to talk to you.

stubborn love pt 2

lj mooney x horcoff sister!reader

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it's been a few days since lj showed up. you've been trying your best to avoid him but it's honestly harder than you thought it would be. he's everywhere you are, and still feels the need to try and talk to you even though you made it clear that you don't want to speak to him. 

you're outside tanning when the back door opens. you hear someone sit down beside you but don't open your eyes. 

"what's going on with you and LJ?" 

you mentally groan and open your eyes slightly, squinting at will. "what?"

"you two are acting weird. well, weirder than usual."

"no we aren't."

"y/n/n, you've literally been eating breakfast and dinner in your room and anytime we walk into the same room you immediately leave." he doesn’t sound annoyed, just sounds confused

you sigh, covering your eyes from the sun. “i don’t know what you want me to say. he’s just lj. he’s annoying, and i don’t want to be around him.”

will raises an eyebrow. “you never wanted to be around him, but now it’s like next level. did something happen?”

you hesitate. there’s a flash of lj’s face in your mind, that smug smirk when he threw your relationship with your ex in your face. you shake your head, sitting up. “he said some stuff that pissed me off.”

 “when?”

“the day he got here. after you left us alone.” you glance at him. “thanks for that, by the way.”

he winces a little. “okay, sorry. i didn’t know he was gonna be a dick. what’d he say?”

“just brought up the breakup like it was some joke. talked about how i used to cry to you and still run back to him after everything, like he was keeping a tally or something.”

will’s jaw clenches slightly. "look, i’ll talk to him. just to let him know to back off. but you should also maybe talk to him too. like, really talk to him.”

you roll your eyes. “why would i want to do that?”

“because whether you like it or not, he’s here for the whole summer. you can either avoid him for three months straight or actually try to get through to him. maybe he’s not trying to be a douchebag, he might just not know what to talk about with you."

you glance away, looking at the pool. will always sees the best in people, even when you really don’t want to.

"fine,” you mutter. “but if he says one more stupid thing, i’m done. i’m not dealing with his crap all summer.”

will nods, a small smile tugging at his lips. “deal. if you want, i can be there when you talk to him. just so it doesn’t get too messy.”

you shake your head, already imagining how that would go. “no thanks. i got it."

will shrugs, standing up. “alright, your call. but if you change your mind, you know where to find me.”

you watch him head back inside, the screen door clicking softly behind him. the pool water glistens in the sun, but your mind isn’t on tanning anymore, it’s on lj, and how much you’re dreading having to talk to him.

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dk coming to hs gf!readers graduation and keeps reminding her about how proud he is of her

graduation 

dakoda rhéaume-mullen x highschool girlfriend!reader

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you’re standing in a sea of caps and gowns. your name's already been called, your diploma cover tucked under your arm as you search the crowd, scanning faces for one in particular.

you finally see him standing just outside the barricades talking to ari's mom and dad. he’s holding a bouquet, sunflowers, daisies, and some other wildflowers he probably didn’t know the name of but picked because he said “she'll like these.” 

the ceremony ends and you make your way over, weaving through parents and classmates, and he meets you halfway. the second you're close enough, he pulls you into a hug so tight you lose your breath for a second.

“you did it,” he says into your hair. “i’m so proud of you. seriously, you have no idea.”

you pull back just enough to look at him, and he presses the flowers into your hands. “thank you. you’ve said that like three times already today.”

“i’ll say it a hundred more if i want to because i mean it. i’ve watched you work your ass off. i’ve seen you doubt yourself but keep going anyway. you didn’t give up, not once.”

you don’t even try to hold back the tears. you throw your arms around his neck and he hugs you tight again. “i’m proud of you,” he says again, softer this time. “so fucking proud, y/n. i’ve never been more proud of anyone in my life.”

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can i request highschool gf! reader pranking dk with the current boyfriend tiktok trend

my current boyfriend

dakoda rhéaume-mullen x highschool girlfriend!reader

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you’re sitting on the edge of dakoda’s bed, legs crossed and phone in your hand. the front camera angled perfectly to catch both of you.

"what are we even doing?" dakoda asks, running a hand through his hair.

“playing a game.” you say casually, trying to make it sound like it's nothing. “hi. i’m here with my current boyfriend dakoda and we're going to be-.”

“current?” he echoes, head snapping towards you with the most offended look you’ve ever seen on his face.

you burst out laughing, but he falls back onto the bed like he’s been shot. “so you’re saying there’s gonna be a next one? am i just the filler boyfriend until your soulmate shows up?"

"no, you're-" you cut yourself off as he pulls you back onto the bed with him and starts to tickle you. 

"i let you drink half of my milkshake this morning! half! and this is how you repay me?!”

you laugh and drop the phone somewhere in the blankets as you try to escape, but he wraps one of his legs over yours and continues to tickle you.

“take it back,” he mumbles.

“okay, okay,” you laugh again, breathless. “you’re my one and only boyfriend.”

“damn right.”

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since its summer its bikini season and dakoda would be the sweetest boyfriend ever if you’re feeling insecure or if someone said something, he’s just got his hands on your waist comforting you

insecure

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you're standing in dakoda's room, half-dressed, staring at yourself in the full-length mirror. the bikini is cute. dakoda actually got you it. it should make you feel beautiful. but all you see are the parts of yourself you wish you could hide. the way your stomach folds when you shift. the way your thighs press together. the way you feel too much and not enough all at once.

you hear everyone carrying on outside, splashes, the speaker blasting some random summer playlist, but it's the "i'll be right back," that catches your attention the most.

you wrap your arms around yourself as he walks in, but you don't turn around. 

"hey," he says softly.

"hi."

he carefully walks up behind you, like he's giving you a second to stop him but you don't. his hands settle on your waist, thumbs brushing the soft dip of your sides. you look at him in the mirror.

"what's wrong?"

"nothing," you whisper, and you hate how weak it sounds.

he doesn't argue or try to force the words out. instead, he just wraps his arms around you.  "can i guess?"

you close your eyes and lean back into him, knowing he can practically read you like an open book at the point and he one hundred percent already figured out what's wrong.

"babe, you're looking in the mirror and being way too hard on yourself. you're the most beautiful girl i've ever seen, not just in the bikini, always."

you scoff under your breath, not because you don't want to believe him, but because it's hard to when you don't believe yourself. "you have to say that," you mumble. 

he spins you around so you’re facing him now. “no, i don’t,” he says. “i say it because it’s true, and i’m not letting you miss another minute worrying about nothing.”

you shake your as you swallow the lump in your throat. "it's not nothing."

dakoda nods. "you're right, it is something. it’s something because it matters to you, and that means it matters to me, but it doesn't change how i see you. you're still the most beautiful, caring, strong, perfect girl that i fell in love with."  

you look down and press your lips together to stop them from trembling, but it doesn’t work. he notices.

"we don’t have to go out there if you don't want to" he murmurs. "we can just stay here. i’ll hold you, we can lay on the bed with the fan on, let the sun come through the blinds, listen to music, ignore the world."

"n-no, everyone's out there." you whisper. your voice shaky. "i'll feel stupid hiding in here."

"you aren't hiding. you're just... taking a breath. if you want to stay in we can. if you want to go out we can. if you want to put something else on, that's fine. if you want one of my shirts to wear over your bathing suit, that's fine. i just want you to feel comfortable. you’re allowed to have days like this,"  he whispers. "you’re allowed to feel it. i just don’t want you to think you have to go through it alone.”

you nod and stay quiet for a moment before looking up at him. “can i borrow one of your shirts?”

"yeah." dakoda smiles, walking over to the closet. he grabs one of his usa ones you always end up stealing and walks back over, slipping it over your head.

“thank you,” you whisper.

"no need to thank me." he presses a kiss to your forehead, his hands resting back on your hips. “you never have to thank me for loving you.” he says quieter. "loving you on you hard days is just as important as loving you on your easy days." 

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also im going to continue the whitey au I’m just going to change it a little bit

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since it’s summertime i can just imagine all the cute lake dates dakoda would take you on, he’d convince his mom to let just you two take the boat out and have a little date

day out on the boat

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"got her to say yes,” he tells you, walking back into his room like his mom didn’t just lecture him for ten solid minutes before giving in.

"how?" you ask, rolling over to face him. 

“told her we wouldn’t go far.” he pauses for a moment before adding, “and that i wouldn’t do anything stupid.”

“and she believed that?"

dakoda glances over at you as he grabs a pair of swimming trunks from his closet. "what that we wouldn't go far, or that i wouldn't do anything stupid?"

"that you wouldn't do anything stupid."

“you'll be with me. she knows that you keep me out of trouble. she just doesn't know that you are the one that is usually causing it."

you roll your eyes, sitting up. "yeah okay, koda. who was the one that ended up getting me a seatbelt violation because he was leaning into the backseat too much?"

dakoda laughs. "that was one time, and it was michael's fault."

"sure, blame it on michael."

"he’s the one who gets us into half the trouble we end up in. get your swim suit on."" he says, walking into the bathroom. 

"i already have it on, it's under my clothes." you tell him, standing up. 

you throw your hair up into a messy bun as he walks back out of the bathroom changed and carrying your towels.  "ready?"

"mhm."

you follow him downstairs and out the back door to the dock. “i still can’t believe your mom actually said yes,” you murmur as you walk side by side.

"she only said yes because of you.”

you look over at him. “because of me?”

“she trusts you. thinks you’re good for me.”

"we've come a long way. she used to scare me."

dakoda laughs. "why?"

"well not really scare me. she just looks like she knows things. like, if i would have to lie to her, she’d immediately know and also somehow have the receipts.”

he shakes his head and steps onto the boat, holding his hand out for you. "that’s because she would have the receipts. i swear she’s like the fbi.”

you take his hand and get on. "she really does have that vibe. it’s like she can read minds or something. kinda scary.”

"nah, she just has a sixth sense about things. you’re safe though. she’s got nothing but love for you."

you guys spend an hour on the boat and it starts looking like it's going to rain. 

"as much as i don't want to, we should probably start heading back." dakoda tells you as you wrap your towel tighter around you. "are you cold? there's a hoodie in the bag."

you shake your head. "no, i'm comfortable,  and we probably should."

you two head back and just as you reach the dock it starts to pour. dakoda does everything he has to make sure the boat is secure as you grab the bag and towels. 

the two of you make a run for the house before dakoda gets an idea and grabs your hand, making you stop. "dance with me."

"what?”

“dance with me,” dakoda repeats, taking the bag and towels from you and setting them on the ground. 

before you can even process, he pulls you close, his arms wrapping around your waist as the rain pours down even harder. 

“i can’t believe we’re doing this." you say, smiling and looking up at him.

dakoda leans down, pressing his forehead to yours. “it’s our thing, right? being spontaneous, making memories.”

“yeah,” you whisper. “it’s perfect.”

he spins you once, the both of you laughing as the rain continues pelting your skin. 

“i love you,” dakoda says, his voice barely audible over the rain now.

“i love you too,” you reply as you pull him back down to kiss him. 

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dakoda would for sure be too scared to be close to you if your parents are around, like you guys are on the couch while you’re parents are in the kitchen and all you want is a kiss and he’s shaking his head, not wanting your parents to see

kisses

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you sit on the couch, legs tucked underneath you, trying to get comfortable. dakoda’s next to you, but there’s so much space between you. 

his focus is on the TV but you can tell he's not really watching. you decide to shift closer and he doesn’t move away, but his body stiffens. 

"kiss me." you whisper.

he turns to look at you, eyes wide like you just threatened his life. “no.”

you smile, tilting your head innocently. “why not?”

he shakes his head, his eyes flicking over to where your parents are 

“they’re not even looking.”

“they could look.”

“they know we're dating. it’s not a crime.”

he shakes his head again, slower this time. “y/n, i swear, if your dad sees it, he’s going to kill me.”

you scoff. “it’s not like i’m asking you to make out with me. i just want one kiss. come on," you lean in, hoping he’ll give in.

"not here." he whispers. "i want to, but i want your parents to like me.”

"they do like you.”

"i don't know about that."

you give up trying to get a kiss and rest your head on his shoulder. "do you want me to move back?"

"no, you're fine." he puts his arm behind you and pulls you into him. "i'll give you all the kisses you want later, i promise. i just don't feel comfortable doing it right now."

"i get it."

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Hs gf is a little stressed about going to college she doesn’t know anyone in her grade going to Umich her best friend Ari is going to MSU. So she doesn’t have a roommate and is stressing also has no idea what she wants to study. Dk coming over and seeing her kind of stressed and breaking down not knowing what she wants to do is so terrified for the future. She is also a little scared of the idea that people want to be friends with her because her bf is on the umich hockey team

scared

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you hate crying in front of anyone let alone dakoda. but when he walks in and looks at you like he always does, like he knows something’s wrong even when you’re trying really, really hard to seem fine that look is what breaks you.

he drops his bag by your door and immediately frowns. “what’s wrong?”

you try to brush it off. going to mumble “nothing, i’m just tired,” or “i think it’s just nerves.” but the words don’t come out right. they come out shaky and suddenly you’re not just tearing up, you're full-on crying and you’re embarrassed.

“hey.” dakoda’s voice softens and he crosses the room, sitting down beside you on the edge of your bed. “what’s going on, babe? talk to me.”

you can’t answer right away. your throat and chest is tight and everything feels like it’s pressing down on you. dakoda pulls you into a hug and you calm down after a few minutes. 

“i don’t know what i’m doing,” you finally whisper. “i don’t know anyone going to michigan. ari’s going to state, and i don’t have a roommate. i don’t even know what i want to study, everyone has their thing and i don’t. i’m scared.” you burry your face into his shirt and he holds you tighter. “and i’m scared people are only gonna wanna be friends with me because of you."

you feel him exhale against the top of your head, not annoyed, he's never annoyed when it comes to you or your emotions. more like he’s trying to figure out how to make it all okay.

“you’re allowed to not have everything figured out right now. seriously, no one expects you to have your whole life planned at eighteen.”

you sniffle, trying to wipe your tears with your hand. he catches your hand gently and uses his own to wipe your cheeks instead. “i just feel so behind.”

“you’re not behind, y/n” he says firmly. “you’re human. you’re starting something new, and it’s scary. but you’re not alone, okay? you’ve got me. and you’re gonna find people who like you for you, not just because i skate around on the ice sometimes.”

you laugh a little at that. it’s weak, but it’s real. you wrap your arms around him and he gently squeezes you. “you’re gonna be okay. maybe not all at once, but you’ll figure it out. i’ll be here the whole time, and you have the guys and their girlfriends too. you'll never be alone."

"you promise?" you ask, mumbling into his hoodie.

"i promise."

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Since Dk is done with school he wanted to do something with his gf before AP exams. He also knew in June he was going to be busy with the NHL draft so they went to his lake house alone and just enjoyed each other's company know how in a few months a lot was about to change

weekend getaway

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it's still dark out when dakoda starts trying to wake you up.

"hey. wake up." he tells you, turning the lamp on. 

"dakoda, the sun isn't even up yet." you groan and bury your face deeper into the pillow, hoping he'll give up. but he doesn't.

instead, he hooks his arm around your waist and pulls you closer to him. "i know. let's go do something."

you mumble something incoherent. probably "five more minutes" or "what time even is it?" but he just laughs and keeps poking at your side until you finally roll over and look at him. his hair is a mess, eyes still a little puffy from sleep.

you cuddle into him and close your eyes again. 

"babe."

"it's too early, koda." 

he pushes a strand of hair out of your face before leaning back a little to kiss you on your forehead. "you can sleep in the car, come on."

"but i'm comfy," you mumble, your voice muffled against his hoodie.

"i know you are, but i need you to get up. we're going to the lake house. just us."

you look up at him, your face still half-buried in his hoodie. "the lake house?" 

"yeah, before everything gets crazy. before you're completely stressed out about your AP exams and before the draft. just you and me."

you nod. "okay."

his eyes light up like a little kid on christmas morning. "actually?"

"yeah," you whisper, a sleepy smile tugging at your lips as you fight to keep your eyes open. "how long are we going for?"

"just a couple days," he says, brushing his thumb gently across your cheek. "long enough to pretend the rest of the world doesn't exist."

"alright," you whisper again, way softer this time, and that's all he needs to hear. 

he kisses your forehead once more before slipping out of bed, already grabbing his bag and tossing a hoodie your way.

you sit up slowly, groaning as the cold air hits your skin. "you better let me sleep in the car."

"you can sleep the whole drive," he tells you, tossing your shoes at the foot of the bed. "but you're getting out of bed, right now."

you drag yourself up, pulling on a hoodie and sweats while he packs you some clothes and other little things you need. 

when you finally get into the car, dakoda reaches over and laces his fingers with yours. "do you want to stop for snacks or anything or am i good to go?" 

"you're good." you tell him, putting your hood up and resting your head against the window, eyes already fluttering shut. 

he squeezes your hand gently and starts driving, his thumb brushing over your knuckles every so often.

you drift in and out, catching glimpses of empty roads, gas stations, the sky turning a soft pink. at one point, you wake up just enough to glance over at him. he's focused, one hand on the wheel, the other still holding yours.

he glances over at you and smiles. "almost there. go back to sleep."

and you do.

the next time you wake up again it's to dakoda opening your door. "hey, sleeping beauty. we're here."

you step out of the car slowly, rubbing your eyes. 

he grabs the bags from the trunk and walks back over to you. “you look like you could go back to sleep."

you yawn and stretch, giving him a little nod. “that’s because i could.”

“good thing you don’t have to be awake for what i have in mind.”

you give him a look and he laughs, bumping his shoulder into yours as you walk up toward the house.

“we'll put the stuff in the house and then go lay in the hammock we’re not doing anything productive today, might as well start off strong.”

you follow dakoda into the house. he puts the bags down by the door and you follow him through the house and into the backyard.

he climbs into the hammock first, stretching out with a sigh before reaching out a hand for you. you lie down and curl up beside him, letting him shift and adjust until you’re both tangled up. 

the hammock sways and dakoda wraps an arm around your waist, pulling you closer. you bury your face in the crook of his neck.

it’s quiet, except for the birds and the soft lapping of water against the dock. you could fall asleep all over again like this.

“this was a good idea,” you mumble against his skin.

he hums. “i usually have those.”

you laugh and he tightens his hold on you. "i love you."

"i love you too."

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the amount of dk content we’ve gotten is crazy!! and new fics 🤞

IK!!! I'm currently writing atm :)

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this is not a request but i just know koda would be the sweetest boyfriend ever especially if you’re not feeling super great yourself or just having a low day

he definitely would be. he seems like the kind of boyfriend who wouldn’t just say he’s there for you, but show it in every little thing he does. maybe bring you your favorite snack, play a comfort movie, or just lay there and cuddle with you until you were ready to talk.