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     a vein of ice cuts through his heart when lex sends a wink at some girl peering back at the rowdy table full of hockey players and their guests, the sound likely drawing attention - and no doubt the fact they’re all unfairly attractive is a contributing factor. the heat in his face blooms more but he tilts his head back so that it’s maybe not so evident. “oh, no way, he’d totally fall to pieces without them. unless that’s a strategy? everything’s fair in puppys and war?” the edges of his lip curve in a way that feels only mildly disingenuous, and he blinks at the question. “i wouldn’t turn one down,” there’s something sly in his voice that belies the fact he isn’t really planning on purchasing another drink for himself - if lex was willing to, that’s a different story.

     completely oblivious to the conflict toiling in isaac right beside him, he nods sagely, " right on; there's only room for one superior green nhl team here. " though when he really thinks hard about it, dallas has the better shade of green which is a damn shame. at isaac's response, ollie rolls his eyes and instead leans forward to pick up his abandoned bottle from the table. he tips most of the liquid into the empty glass and smirks right back, " drink that first. " it softens quickly though as he takes in his friend in the low light of the bar, from the mussed hair to what looks to be flushed cheeks. ollie tries to remember how many drinks isaac's had and can't --- maybe he shouldn't have done that. " --- you good? you look --- " he pauses a half a beat before settling on, " --- drunk. "

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Once you’ve taken a few punches and realize you’re not made of glass, you don’t feel alive unless you’re pushing yourself as far as you can go.

Matt Buckner (via quotemadness)

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     “see, one’ve those things is way worse than the other,” isaac replies with a laugh of his own, doing his best to ignore the look he catches being thrown his way out of the corner of his eye. lex is fucking clueless, but that doesn’t mean his teammates are, and isaac straightens his spine a little bit and fiddles with his empty glass for what feels like a very long moment. “fuck - a chocolate lab would be so choice. with a cute name.”

     far all the talk of his so-called hockey IQ, ollie has never exactly been known for his observant nature off the ice and contently smiles off into empty space, gaze drifting around the packed bar as music fills in the silence that stretches between them. he winks at a girl at the bar already looking back at him before looking sidelong at the other. “ maybe they’ll just steal one of seguin’s and call it a day, y’know? ” he says, “ i’d like to see that heist go down. ” noticing fingers toying with the empty beer glass, he nudges isaac’s knee with his own ( as if he needs to do anything to gather his attention ), head inclining toward it, “ ----- you want more there ? ”

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     “uh,” he blinks and squints at the man he’d been referencing - mullsy? sounds about right. isaac doesn’t really know most of their nicknames. “yeah, him! wait - in his skates?” that is not what he’d been talking about, but it seems like a story worth hearing. something small and insidious murmurs in the back of his head about how easy it would be to lean into lex’s side right now; he could brush it off as being tipsy enough to slump around, but - he doesn’t. the empty glass is plopped back down on the tray without a beat and isaac grins before giving an enthusiastic nod. “yeah! what kinda dog, d’you think?” he has to shout to be heard over the raucous laughter from the other end of their table.

     " yeah, it was payback for the time he put itching powder in zach's joc---- you know, it doesn't really matter. there wasn't any permanent damage. " mullsy, who must have overheard whips his head around, "no permanent damage my ass" he yells to a chorus of laughter. ollie giggles into his own bottle of beer, completely missing the significant look that gets thrown at isaac. when he regains his composure ( mostly ) he puts his mostly full bottle on the table to avoid any accidents. " --- as for the puppy, doesn't matter does it? my bet's on a lab though. popular breed in the league it seems. "

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          isaac gives an overdramatic sigh, slumping closer to lex with a grin crossing his face. “i said,” he half-shouts back, “you gotta guess what mcmullen was just telling me about!” mcmullen is already lost in some kind of either very intense or very pointless conversation with one of the girls someone brought, so isaac sort of vaguely gestures in the man’s direction with his drink for emphasis. he also does his very best to ignore the fact that lex is so damn close and that his cheeks are maybe heating up - isaac downs the rest of his beer in record time in the hopes he can maybe blame the flush on the drink.

     “ mullsy? ” he half yells back, gaze flickering to the winger in question before realization dawns on him and he laughs again, attention returning to isaac. “ not about the fact we put shaving cream in his skates yesterday? he’s still mad about that? ” he kicks out his legs under the table, hating the feeling of being cramped. he’s only had one drink, but there’s a warmth buzzing along with the last dregs of adrenaline that haven’t faded from the game. one arm stretches along the back of the booth and he sighs, a soft noise quickly lost in the beat of music. then almost the moment he gets into his stretched out position, he’s moving again, “ oh no wait, i got it --- ” arm is removed from the back of the booth, a hand landing on isaac’s shoulder, “ --- we’re getting a team dog. ”

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          one of the guys says something to isaac that goes in one ear and out the other before a shoulder nudges him into paying attention to anything other than the snatches of lex that isaac can make out through the crowd. someone caws a laugh that’s teasing but not mean-spirited and isaac rouses himself from his daze, giving a mild “wha-?” as lex starts to wade back towards the table. a smile overtakes isaac’s face and he takes his drink off the tray and makes no move to offer any help handing out the others. “hey,” he greets his friend with a tongue loosened just a little already, “guess what mcmullen was just telling me about.”

       the bar is LOUD but over a dozen hockey players and any guests they’ve dragged along have no trouble in rising a pitch above it all. it brings a slight smile to his face as he returns back to them, tray of drinks unceremoniously plunked on the table after isaac takes his. he grabs his own moments hands converge on the alcohol and he can’t help but laugh -- bright and cheery ( where ELSE would he rather be ? ). “ --- what ? ” he half shouts, blue gaze switching to fix on isaac’s face, words lost in between the beat of music and throaty yells of his teammate. head dips maybe a bit too close into isaac’s personal space as he drops down into the vacated space next to him. “ what was that ? ” he repeats.

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Now that the football season came to a halt and was on hiatus. At least his team made it to the super bowl, sad they didn’t win but now he had all this time to unwind. Bryce found his way to the grove, he needed to get a few things for upcoming trips as well as a nice gift for his wife. He was walking around in Topshop Topman, his eyes scanning the racks for something to jump out at him, he sighed. “This is why I shop online, why is this such a challenge?” he asked, sighing.

     ollie has definitely lost the small group of teammates he came here with ( for the record, not his fault he lingered too long in barnes & noble ) and he’s trying to pretend that’s perfectly fine. it’s not that he’s worried, really, he can just call an uber back to the hotel if he needs to, but he feels like he should at least attempt to find them before he resorts to that. they just got here after all. he steps into the large clothing store without even registering the name, more interested in the jacket he saw in the window that was DEFINITELY zach’s somewhat questionable taste --- they had to be here somewhere. he’s working through the store in as methodical grid as he can when he almost stumbles into the other turning a corner too quickly, “ uh sorry --- ” he says and then adds, “ --- at least no shipping costs? ”

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      @isaackeating​ // his hair is still too damp, dripping cold droplets into the fabric of his shirt as he waits for the bartender to fill his lengthy order. you’d think he’d know to dry his hair better by now, but little things tend to slip away from the mind in the aftermath of an exhilarating come-behind win. one hand flicks a tendril out of his face as the bartender returns with his drink and the ones he parroted for the others. he smiles at her, hoping it comes across as thankful, but she just rolls her eyes and turns to tend to another impatient customer. unperturbed, he picks up the tray and turns to return to the rowdy table in the back.

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hi guys !!! i’m vic and im super pumped to get things rolling. i’ve played wayyy too many hockey muses that haven’t gone anywhere and i’m siked to finally have the perfect place to play one. unfortunately, i’m a fan of the blue and gold shitshow (the sabres) so i’m definitely going to be guessin a lot of the time abt the wild here. but anyway here’s ollie !!

LEXINGTON OLIVERS is 23, BISEXUAL, MALE. he plays DEFENSE for the MINNESOTA WILD. their resemblance to ALEX SAXON is uncanny. they currently reside in ST. PAUL, MN. in the media they come off as EASY-GOING however they can be AGGRESSIVE. we wish them well this season. [vic, 20, est, she/they]

➤ BASIC INFORMATION

NAME: Lexington Olivers NICKNAMES: Ollie, Ollzsy, Olls, Lex OCCUPATION: defenseman for the Minnesota Wild AGE: 23 DATE OF BIRTH: October 21st ORIENTATION: bisexual GENDER & PRONOUNS: male; he/him

➤ PHYSICAL INFORMATION

HEIGHT: 6′3″ WEIGHT: 209 DOMINANT HAND: left TATTOO(S): none SCAR(S): most notably a long scar over his left cheekbone ( sustained from a wayward skate blade he was sixteen ) PIERCING(S): none FACE CLAIM: Alex Saxon

➤ PERSONALITY INFORMATION

TRAITS (+): loyal, easy going, laid-back  TRAITS (-): aggressive, self-critical

➤ BACKGROUND INFORMATION

HOMETOWN: Saginaw, MN CURRENT RESIDENCE: apartment in St. Paul, MN LANGUAGE(S): English BASIC EDUCATION: high school COLLEGE EDUCATION: University of Minnesota - Duluth (business and finance)

➤ FAMILY

PARENTS: tyler olivers (father), michelle waters ( mother ) SIBLINGS: denver olivers - older brother + 4 yrs ( yes, their parents named them after cities )

➤ THE STORY

--- this story starts the same way a lot of stories in minnesota start: with cold, snow, ice, and hockey. lexington olivers was born when the cold air first comes rushing in, when the temperatures drop and the world outside comes alive as it only can in places that get cold enough to steal your breath.

--- lexington called ollie by almost all those except those closest to him grew up as many do in the state of hockey : loving the long, cold winters, embracing the snow and ice and learning how to melt with a smile alone. he played hockey and shared those pipedreams so many who lace up the skates have but few ever reach : win the state championship, win the frozen four, play in the nhl.

--- he never did win the state championship after four years of getting close but never quite taking it. from there, he was scouted by several universities but ultimate ended up at the one 20 minutes down the road with the college team he grew up watching ; none other than the university of minnesota - duluth.

--- they missed the tournament completely his first year, but even all darkest things have a silver lining, and ollie’s came a few months later when he was drafted in the second round of the 2014 nhl draft. and just like that, the most impossible pipedream became just a little more possible.

--- he returned to umd more determined and fit than ever the next fall. he put in the work, added the needed weight to his tall frame, and left everything on the ice and then some. it payed off. there was no sophomore slump for lexington olivers, just a break-out season.

--- they’d wanted to sign him after that, the team that had drafted him. sign him, get him in a few games at the end of the season, develop him in the A the next year... and yet, despite all he wanted, he declined to stay one last year at umd. he’d grown close to his teammates and had wanted to give one last shot for the title. they wouldn’t make it: just another regional final loss, no closer than the prior year, just as far as ever.

--- ollie put pen to paper not long after that and looked to his next dream : the NHL. he played a handful of nhl games at the end of their season and then played in the A with a few emergency recalls to the NHL the season after. the transition was a bit rough for him, and for once, he struggled.

--- the greatest SHOCK of it all came that summer after when the news of him being traded broke. being traded is always full of emotion, but ollie hadn’t been traded just anywhere : he’d been traded HOME to minnesota, to the team he’d grown up watching with the stars in his eyes. and that made something flip inside him.

--- the next season he spent half the season in the A before being called up and he was never sent back down. that summer after that was the hardest he’d ever worked in his life and it paid off with the roster spot in october and lexington olivers in the minnesota wild’s opening night lineup. welcome home, ollie.

➤ MISC 

--- no one, no one calls him lexington, most call him ollie, a very select few are allowed to call him lex.

--- PLAYING STYLE: he’s a defenseman, kinda like, ristolainen and montour-like? solid 2nd - 3rd pair rn with the definite potential to move up in the future. has an offensive upside but is quite physical, isn’t afraid to get in players’ faces or under their skin, has gotten into more than his fair share of scrapes, adds that “grit” to a lineup. the kind to be a menace on the ice but invaluable in the locker room ; loyal to a fault, willing to protect anyone on the team despite being young ( his size definitely helps tho ).

--- ollie wears 4 in homage of his brother who can’t play hockey anymore due to an injury his freshman year of college. because of this he also feels a great motivation to live out the dream his brother won’t be able to.

--- off the ice he’s nothing like what he is on the ice : he’s laid-back and chill, honestly pretty gentle guy though if someone threatens someone he cares for hands can and will be thrown.

--- honestly just a minnesota boy living out his dream, lads ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

➤ SOCIAL MEDIA

INSTAGRAM: lollivers ; 42.2k followers TWITTER: lollivers4 ; 41.6k followers SNAPCHAT: lollszyyy ( private )

➤ CONNECTIONS

--- ISAAC KEATING ( close friend ), @isaackeating : the two met during the eye-rolling mess that was orientation at UMD. ollie had pretty much grown up with the university while isaac had landed some sarcastic and funny one-liners and after that, they just clicked. ollie stole isaac’s coffee, dragged him to post-game parties, isaac convinced him to show up on his vlog and remained a loyal spectator at games despite not understanding most of it. while ollie lives and breathes hockey, he won’t deny it is very refreshing to have a friend outside of it all ; it’s helped all those time things have gone south --- which a couple season ago, had been often. isaac is the one person outside of family he lets call him lex.

--- HOCKEY : if following hockey has taught me anything, it’s that it’s a very small community and everyone has connections everywhere. i’d love to see people ollie played with in college, some from his brief stint with the team he was drafted with ( i left that vague on purpose, tho i do imagine he went somewhere between 39 - 45 in the draft that year ). 

--- EX - GIRLFRIEND(S) : ollie has dated ; maybe he broke up with this person during college, maybe she couldn’t handle constantly playing second fiddle to hockey and wanted more attention, maybe she was only there because she thought he’d make it but after that disastrous first season in the AHL / NHL she decided he wasn’t it. 

--- OTHER : ollie is bi af, but that’s something he keeps under very tight wraps. i am totally down to plot past connections down that route if anyone is interested ( please ).

--- if anyone wants to plot feel free to message me here, but i’m a lil more reachable on my discord olofsson#5730

➤ PINTEREST BOARD

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would you be interested in a fiancée or gf? fc suggestions if yes?

Hey anon! Do you mind messaging so we can talk a lil about it? Thanks!!

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