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Crossing Enemy Lines

Chapter Five

Luke Hughes x Original Character

November 14th, 2023

In the middle of a vast lecture hall at NYU, Jordan sits in her 9 AM economics class, struggling to stay focused as her professors' monotone voice drones on about opportunity cost.

Suddenly she feels her phone buzzing in the back pocket of her blue jeans, a welcomed distraction.

She quickly glances around the room, making sure her professor or his TA’s aren't watching and carefully grabs her phone, sliding it underneath her notebook.

She unlocks the screen, and sees a text from Luke: Hey what are you up to?

A small smile tugs at the corners of her mouth as she types out her response.

Trying not to fall asleep in econ. It’s so boring

She hits send and tries to refocus on the lecture, but her phone buzzes again almost immediately.

Luke: Those classes are the worst. Last year at Michigan I had a 9am for stats. It sucked and my professor kinda sounded like one of those drowning goats from YouTube.

Jordan stifles a laugh, her shoulders shaking. Her friend, Taylor, sitting next to her, nudges her shoulder and leans in, whispering, "What's so funny?"

Jordan shrugs, trying to play it cool. "Oh, nothing. Just a meme I saw earlier."

Taylor raises an eyebrow, not entirely convinced, but turns back to face the front of the class. Jordan looks down at her phone and types out another message: OMG stop you’re making me laugh.

Luke's response comes quickly.

Luke: Mission accomplished then. 😎 I'm just picturing you in class, trying to hold it together. It's a pretty cute mental image.

Jordan feels a blush creeping up her neck as she reads his words. She bites her lip, trying to suppress the giddy smile threatening to spread across her face.

Jordan: You're going to get me in trouble! But I have to admit, it's a lot more fun texting you than listening to this lecture.

She hits send and looks up, only to find her professor staring directly at her, a stern expression on his face.

"Class, I know it's early," he says, his voice carrying across the lecture hall, "but please put your phones away. This information is important and will be on your upcoming test."

Jordan feels her cheeks heat up as a few of her classmates glance in her direction. She smirks sheepishly and puts her phone back in her pocket, mouthing a silent "sorry" to the professor.

As she tries to refocus on the lecture, her thoughts keep drifting back to Luke. She can’t help but feel a slight thrill, at the thought of him picturing her, even when they’re apart.

The rest of the class seems to drag on forever, but Jordan finds herself feeling lighter and happier, despite the boring subject matter. She knows it's because of Luke, because of the way he can make her laugh and smile even from a distance.

As the professor finally dismisses them, Jordan gathers her things and heads out of the lecture hall, already pulling her phone out to see if Luke has texted her again.

*****

The New Jersey Devils players gather in the video room, going over video footage, from their match from last night against the Red Wings.

Coach Ruff stands at the front of the room, laser pointer in hand, breaking down the team's performance.

"Okay, guys," Ruff says, pausing the video on a particular play. "Let's take a look at this shift. Nico, great job on the backcheck here. You managed to break up their odd-man rush and turn the play around."

Nico nods, a small smile on his face, as he receives a few head pats and shoulder claps from his teammates.

Ruff continues his analysis, and in the midst of him discussing the power play, something Luke should really pay attention to considering he’s on the first unit, Luke feels his phone buzz in his pocket.

His hand twitches, itching to reach for it, but he knows better than to check his messages during a team meeting. He tries to focus on the video, on Ruff's words, but his mind keeps drifting to thoughts of Jordan and what she might be texting him about.

Finally, after what feels like an eternity, Ruff wraps up the meeting. "Alright, boys, that's it for today. Remember, we've got a big game coming up against Columbus. Let's make sure we're sharp and ready to go."

The team murmurs in agreement and starts to file out of the room.

Luke is one of the first ones out, making a beeline for the locker room.

He walks to his stall, taking a seat and pulling out his phone to check his messages.

Sure enough, there's a text from Jordan. He opens it eagerly.

Jordan: Just saw a dog on campus that looked exactly like you.

Luke laughs out loud, shaking his head as he types out his response.

Luke: Oh yeah? Was it incredibly handsome and charming?

Jordan's reply comes quickly.

Jordan: Nah, it was just really goofy-looking.

Luke: Wow, rude. See if I ever compare you to a cute animal again.

Jordan: Aww, I'm sorry. You're much cuter than any dog. Forgive me? 🥺

Luke grins, feeling a warmth spreading through his chest.

Luke: I suppose I can let it slide this time. But only because you admitted I'm cute.

As he hits send, he hears someone clear their throat. He looks up to see John standing there, a knowing smirk on his face.

"Texting your girlfriend again, Hughesy?" John teases, leaning against the stall.

Luke rolls his eyes. "She's not my girlfriend. And mind your own business, Johnny."

"Oooh, defensive," Tyler chimes in across the room. "Must be serious."

"Who are you texting, Lukey?" Jesper asks, looking up from his stall.

Luke sighs, pocketing his phone. "No one. Just a friend." he claims, causing his teammates to exchange some looks.

Luke stands up, grabbing his bag and slinging it over his shoulder. "I gotta go find Jack. See you guys tomorrow."

“See ya later, Romeo!” Nate shouts as Luke walks out of the locker room, he rolls his eyes before walking towards the trainer’s room, knowing Jack is probably there.

He can feel his phone buzzing in his pocket again and he smiles, having a pretty good idea who it's from.

*****

Jordan settles into her bed, propping her phone up against a pillow as she waits for Luke to answer her Facetime call. After a few rings, his face appears on the screen, a warm smile spreading across his features.

"Hey, you," he greets her, his voice soft and intimate in the quiet of his room.

"Hey yourself," Jordan replies, feeling a flutter in her stomach at the sight of him. "How was your day?"

Luke sighs, running a hand through his hair. "Busy. We had a long practice today, and Coach really worked us hard. I'm pretty wiped."

Jordan nods sympathetically. "I know the feeling. I've been studying all day, got like five tests coming up. I feel like my brain is going to melt out of my ears."

Luke chuckles, “I’m sure you’ll do great”

Jordan feels a blush creeping up her neck. "I don't know about that. But thanks for the vote of confidence."

They fall into easy conversation, trading stories about their days. Jordan complains about her homework and Luke tells her about the prank war that's been brewing in the Devils locker room.

"I swear, if I find one more rubber snake in my skates, I'm going to lose it," he laughs, shaking his head.

Jordan giggles. "Maybe you should retaliate. Put some itching powder in their gear"

Luke's eyes widen. "You’re an evil genius, you know”

Jordan laughs.

“Hey Jordan?” Jacob’s voice cuts through the screen as the door to her room bursts open. Luke freezes for a moment on the other line, before, quickly clicking the buttons to hide his camera and mute his microphone.

Jordan turns her phone face down on her lap, “What’s up?” Jordan says trying to come off as casual as possible

“Kelly is going out tonight, so it’s just us for dinner. Any preferences?” Jacob asks

Jordan lets a small smile cross her face as she shakes her head.

“Whatcha up to?” Jacob questions a smirk dancing on his lips

“Nothing just chatting with a friend about homework” Jordan lies

“Mhmm, ok well I’m gonna make salmon then, sounds good?”

“Ya sounds good” Jordan says, Jacob smiles again, before leaving the room, shutting her door completely-which is a very rare thing for a sibling to do.

“He’s gone” Jordan says her voice hushed as she flips her phone back over.

Luke unmutes himself and turns the camera back on “That was kinda close” Luke exhales

“Ya, but don’t worry, he just thinks it’s some guy from school” Jordan whispers

"Does he know about date?" Luke asks

"He just knows I'm going on one on Saturday" Jordan explains

“Ok good, I should probably get going though, Jack’s gonna be back any minute with our dinner” Luke says

“Ya me too, but I’ll talk to later ya?” Jordan asks

“Definitely, bye Jordan”

“Bye, Luke” She responds, letting his name fall off her tongue in a hushed tone.

*****

November 15th, 2023

Jordan’s 10 AM psychology class is in full swing, as her professor goes on and on about the different types of validity, for probably like the millionth time.

Her notebook is open in front of her but her pencil hasn't touched the page in minutes, as her professor's voice fades into the background and her mind drifts to thoughts of Luke and their upcoming date.

She pictures the restaurant he mentioned, which she had done a quick google search of prior, it’s a rather nice italian/seafood place, located away from the city.

She imagines the way he’ll look, with his tall frame, his curly hair, which kinda reminds her of a poodle, but in a cute, charming way.

Jordan's thoughts turn to her outfit, and she mentally rifles through her closet, trying to decide what to wear, even though this date is still three days away.

She wants something that screams come and get me, but not desperate, or easy, definitely not easy. Something that will make her feel confident and beautiful.

Maybe that navy blue dress she bought last summer, the one with the straight neckline and the tight skirt. Or maybe her favorite pair of dark-wash jeans, paired with a fun strapless corset and her leather jacket.

As she loses herself in thought, she has that faint feeling that her name is being called, then a small nudge to the shoulder, by the classmate to her left, forces her to regain focus.

“-rdan, are you with us?”

Jordan blinks realizing her professor is staring directly at her, an expectant expression on his face.

“I’m sorry what?” she asks, feeling a blush creep up her neck.

Her professor sighs, a hint of exasperation in his voice. “I asked you to explain the difference between content and criterion related validity.”

Jordan's mind goes blank, and she feels a surge of panic rising in her chest. She knows she should know this, they've gone over it in class before, and she’s seen it in her notes but right now all she can think about is Luke and their date.

Her classmate nudges her gently with her elbow, again, a concerned look on her face. Jordan takes a deep breath, trying to focus.

“Uh, I’m sorry I don’t know the answer” she admits, her cheeks burning with embarrassment.

Her professor lets out a heavy sigh “This is a key concept, we’ve been talking about for weeks. You need to learn if you would like to pass this class, please stop daydreaming and pay attention” He scolds towards Jordan.

Jordan sinks lower in her seat, feeling a mix of shame and frustration wash over her.

*****

Jack and Luke sit comfortably inside Jack’s range rover, heading towards the Prudential Center, to meet with their team, before their flight to Columbus.

Luke is in the passenger seat, his phone in his hand as he texts back and forth with Jordan.

Jordan: Are you excited to go to Ohio?

Luke Nope, I hate Ohio

Jordan: How do you hate a state?

Luke: I’m from Michigan, Michigan doesn’t like Ohio.

Jordan: Just a general overall hatred?

Luke: Nah, it's a whole thing. Pretty sure it's in our state constitution that we have to hate Ohio. I think it's right after the part about cherishing our Great Lakes and wearing socks with sandals. Jordan: Note to self: Never wear Ohio colors around Luke

Luke chuckles softly at Jordan's last message, a goofy grin spreading across his face. Jack glances over at him, raising an eyebrow.

"Who you texting?" he asks, a note of curiosity in his voice.

Luke quickly locks his phone, slipping it into his pocket. "No one," he says, trying to sound casual.

Jack gives him a look, clearly not buying it. "Seriously, man, Tell me."

Luke sighs, shifting in his seat. "It's just a girl, okay? No big deal."

"A girl, huh?" Jack presses, a hint of a smirk on his face. "The same girl from the bar the other night? You guys make up?"

Luke feels his cheeks heat up, and he looks out the window, trying to hide his smile. "Maybe," he admits.

Jack laughs, shaking his head. "I knew it! So, when are you gonna see her again?"

Luke hesitates, he can tell Jack about the date, just to get him off his back, just don’t give away details,

"We have a date on Saturday," he says, trying to sound nonchalant.

Jack's eyes widen, and he lets out a low whistle. "Damn, Lukey, moving fast!"

Luke rolls his eyes, feeling his face flush even more. "Shut it, Jack. It's not a big deal."

But he knows that’s a lie.

“ Come on, kid, you've been grinning at your phone like an idiot for days. It's obviously a big deal.”

“Shut it” Luke scoffs

“Oh come on, give me the details, what are y’all up to?” Jack presses, with a wide grin plastered across his face.

“Don’t worry about it” Luke says

Jack's eyes leave the road, and shift towards Luke “Why all the secrecy?” Jack asks, curiouss

“No secrecy I just don’t wanna tell you” Luke shrugs

“You tell me everything” Jack retorts, with a chuckle of disbelief.

“Ok well I wanna keep this to myself” Luke explains, avoiding eye contact

Jack pauses for a moment, “Alright, Lukey” Jack says, shifting his vision back to the road, “Well I’m here if you want any advice.”

A smile crosses Luke’s laugh as he speaks, his voice laced with a teasing tone, “I think I’m alright, I’d like this relationship to last longer than two weeks”

Jack glances at him, before throwing a light punch to Luke’s shoulder.

“Jerk” Luke mutters, and Jack smirks.

They pull into the parking lot of the Prudential Center, and he grabs his bag and heads inside to meet up with his teammates, he can't wipe the smile off his face, can't shake the giddy anticipation building in his chest, for Saturday.

*****

Hours later, Jordan sits cross-legged on her bed, a canvas propped up on her lap and a palette of colorful paints carefully balanced beside her.

She's working on a piece for her art class, a vibrant abstract that's slowly taking shape under her careful brushstrokes and that was supposed to be due yesterday, but thankfully she received an extension on it, because she was a little distracted.

In her ear, she listens as Luke’s laughter mingles with the soft sounds of a running shower. Alex is in the room seeing as how room checks have already been done, and that last thing Luke wanted was to give his teammates another reason to tease him.

"So, who's your favorite artist?" Luke asks, his voice echoing slightly off the bathroom tiles.

Jordan hums thoughtfully, dabbing a bit of blue paint onto the canvas. "That's a tough one. I love so many different styles and periods. But if I had to pick just one, I'd probably say Van Gogh. There's just something about the way he captures emotion and movement in his brushstrokes, you know?"

"Yeah, I can see that," Luke agrees.

They talk about their favorite paintings, the museums they'd love to visit someday. Jordan tells Luke about her dream of studying abroad in Paris, of spending her days wandering the halls of the Louvre and the Musée d'Orsay.

"What about you?" she asks, switching to a smaller brush for some detailing work. "If you could travel anywhere in the world, where would you go?"

Luke is quiet for a moment.

"Iceland," he says finally, his voice a little muffled as he dries his face. "I've always wanted to see the Northern Lights, to hike through those crazy landscapes with the glaciers and the hot springs. Plus, I hear the people there are really friendly and laid-back."

Jordan smiles, picturing Luke bundled up in a puffy coat and hiking boots, his breath fogging in the crisp Icelandic air. "That sounds amazing," she says softly. "Maybe, someday we should go together”

There's a beat of silence on the other end of the line, and Jordan feels her cheeks heat up, worried that she's overstepped. But then Luke chuckles, and she can hear the smile in his voice.

"I'd like that," he says warmly. "We could rent one of those little cabins, spend our days exploring and our nights curled up by the fire."

Jordan's heart flutters at the thought, at the easy way Luke includes her in his future plans. She knows it's still early, that they're just getting to know each other, but somehow it feels right, like pieces of a puzzle clicking into place.

"So, did you have any pets growing up?" Luke asks, changing the subject.

Jordan laughs, setting her paintbrush down and leaning back against her pillows. "Oh, yeah. We always had dogs in my family. Golden retrievers, mostly. They were like our unofficial mascots."

She tells him about Bubba, the rambunctious puppy who chewed up all her favorite stuffed animals, and Ginger, the gentle old soul who used to sleep at the foot of her bed every night.

"What about you?" she asks, curious. "Any childhood pets?"

Luke groans, and Jordan can practically hear him shaking his head. "No, no pets for me. Although one time, my brother found a lizard in our backyard and decided to adopt it."

"A lizard?" Jordan giggles, trying to picture a young Luke with a scaly companion.

"Yeah, he named it Godzilla and everything. But then one day, he thought it would be hilarious to put it on my head while I was sleeping. I woke up with this thing crawling all over my face, and I've hated lizards ever since."

Jordan bursts out laughing, imagining the look of terror on Luke's face as he wakes up to a lizard on his head. "Oh my god, that's terrible," she gasps out between giggles. "Your poor brother, though. He was probably devastated when you didn't want to be Godzilla's co-parent."

"Hey, he's the one who ruined it by using the lizard for evil," Luke protests, but Jordan can hear the laughter in his voice. "Besides, I think he was better off an orphan, than having my brother be his parent"

They dissolve into laughter again, the kind that makes Jordan's cheeks ache and her eyes water. It's the kind of laughter that comes from a place of pure joy, of feeling completely at ease with another person.

As their giggles subside, Jordan realizes that she's been talking to Luke for over half an hour, and that her painting is long forgotten on the bed beside her.

“I should let you go, don't you have a game tomorrow?” She asks

“Ya, you gonna watch me play?” Luke asks, a smile crossing his lips

Jordan know’s she’s got class tomorrow, from 9-3, but Luke plays at 2, she hesitates before responding “yes”

“Sounds good, goodnight Jordan”

“Goodnight Luke”

*****

November 16th, 2023

Jordan wakes up to the sound of Jacob knocking on her door. She glances at her phone and sees that it's 8 AM.

“Come in,” Jordan calls out, sitting up in bed.

Jacob opens the door and peeks his head in. "Hey, Jordy. Kelly already left for work and I’m heading to skate, so I wanted to see if you want a ride to campus?”

Jordan hesitates for a moment, then shakes her head. "No, thanks. I think I'm just going to walk today.”

Jacob nods, a smile on his face. "Alright, Have a good day, I'll see you tonight after the game."

Thanks, Jake. Good luck today!" Jordan calls out as Jacob closes the door behind him.

Once she hears the front door close, Jordan flops back onto her bed, a grin spreading across her face. She has no intention of going to class today - not when Luke and the Devils are playing at 2 PM.

She grabs her phone and sends a quick text to Luke.

Jordan: Good luck today, superstar! I'll be cheering you on from my bed.

Luke: Haha, thanks, Jordan, I’ll try to score for you ;)

Jordan smiles, before setting her phone.

She spends the next few hours working on some homework assignments, trying to stay focused despite the anticipation building in her chest.

Finally, 2 PM rolls around, and Jordan settles onto her bed with her laptop, ready to watch the game. She puts in her headphones and pulls up the streaming site, her eyes immediately scanning the ice for Luke's familiar figure.

The game is intense from the start, both teams fighting hard for every inch of ice. Jordan finds herself on the edge of her seat, her heart racing with every shot on goal.

And then, halfway through the second period, it happens. Luke gets the puck on his stick, weaves through the defenders like they're standing still, and snaps a shot past the goalie's glove.

"Yes!" Jordan cheers.

She's so caught up in the moment, so focused on Luke, that she almost doesn't hear her bedroom door opening behind her.

"Jordan?"

Jordan jumps, her heart leaping into her throat as she quickly slams her laptop shut and yanks out her headphones. She looks up to see Kelly standing in the doorway, a confused look on her face.

"Kelly! Hi! I didn't hear you come in," Jordan stammers, trying to catch her breath.

Kelly frowns, glancing at the laptop on the bed. "I thought you had class today? What are you doing home?"

Jordan's mind races, trying to come up with a plausible excuse. "Oh, my 2pm was canceled so I decided to come back and get some studying done.”

Kelly nods slowly, there's a hint of suspicion in her eyes. "I see. And the cheering?”

“Just uh finally understood my econ homework” Jordan says, forcing a laugh, hoping it doesn't sound as fake as it feels. Kelly studies her for a long moment, and Jordan holds her breath, praying that her sister-in-law will buy the lie.

Kelly nods, and her smile widens “Ok, well don’t let me keep you from studying, I’ll be in the living room if you need anything”

Jordan nods, relief washing over her. "Will do, Thanks, Kel."

As Kelly leaves the room, closing the door behind her, Jordan lets out a shaky breath. She knows she won't be able to watch the rest of the game now, not with Kelly home and the risk of getting caught.

With a sigh, she grabs her phone and sends a quick text to Luke.

Jordan: Ugh, had to stop watching. Kelly came home early and almost caught me. But I saw your goal! You were amazing out there. Can't wait to hear all about it later.

She sets her phone aside and tries to focus on her homework, for real this time.

*****

After a thrilling 5-2 victory over the Blue Jackets, the Devils' locker room is buzzing with energy and excitement. Luke, still riding the high of his first multi point night, with a goal and two assists, and is grinning from ear to ear as he towels off his sweaty hair.

"Luke!" a member of the Devils' PR team calls out, poking his head into the locker room. "Media wants to talk to you. You're up for post-game."

Luke nods, taking a deep breath and trying to compose himself.

He follows the PR rep out to the media scrum, where a cluster of reporters and cameras are waiting for him. He takes his place in front of the backdrop, the Devils' logo prominently displayed behind him.

"Luke, congrats on the big win tonight," one of the reporters says, holding out a microphone. “You’ve scored a goal your last two games now, what has contributed to your improved performance?”

Luke grins, shrugging modestly. "Just feeling good, I guess. When the team's playing well, it's easy to feed off that energy. We've been working hard in practice, and it's starting to translate onto the ice."

The questions continue for a few more minutes, ranging from his thoughts on the team's defensive performance to his personal goals for the rest of the season. Luke answers them all with poise and professionalism, even as his mind keeps drifting back to Jordan, to the way her voice sounds when she's cheering him on.

Finally, the PR rep signals that the interview is over, and Luke makes his way back to the locker room, a spring in his step and a glint in his eye.

As he enters the room, he's greeted by a chorus of cheers and wolf whistles from his teammates.

"Rusty!" Dawson calls out, grinning broadly.

"Two apples and a goal, Hughesy? You're making the rest of us look bad," Jesper teases, tossing a ball of tape at Luke's head.

Luke laughs, ducking out of the way and flipping Jesper off good-naturedly. "Hey, someone's gotta carry you slugs to victory."

"Oh, is that right?" Nico chimes in, raising an eyebrow. "And here I thought you were just trying to impress a certain someone."

Luke feels his cheeks heat up, and he shoots a glare at Jack, who's sitting in his stall with a shit-eating grin on his face.

"You told them?" he hisses, his voice low.

Jack shrugs, looking entirely too pleased with himself. "I might have mentioned that you have a big date coming up."

Luke groans, burying his face in his hands as his teammates start to hoot and holler around him.

"Lukey's got a girlfriend, Lukey's got a girlfriend!" Nate singsongs, doing a little dance in his skates.

"She's not my girlfriend," Luke mumbles, but he can't quite keep the smile off his face. "We haven't even gone out yet."

"But you want her to be your girlfriend," Dawson says, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively. "Come on, Hughesy, spill the beans. What's she like? Is she hot?"

Luke scoffs, and rolls his eyes, hoping his silence is enough of an answer, which it is, but only because coach comes in the room, and tells them to hurry up because they gotta get to the plane.

*****

November 17th, 2023

Jordan emerges from her bedroom, dressed and ready for her English Lit class. She's wearing a comfortable but cute outfit - her favorite pair of jeans, a cozy sweater, and a pair of ankle boots. Her hair is pulled back into a messy bun, and she's got a backpack slung over one shoulder.

As she walks into the living room, she sees Jacob and Kelly sitting at the breakfast table, sipping coffee and chatting quietly. They both look up as she enters, smiling warmly.

"Morning, Jords," Jacob greets her, setting down his mug. "You're up early."

Jordan shrugs, adjusting the strap of her backpack. "Yeah, I've got class at 9. Figured I should probably be on time for once."

Kelly chuckles, shaking her head. "I still don't know how you manage to function at that hour. When I was in college, I avoided 9 AMs like the plague."

Jordan grins, grabbing an apple from the fruit bowl on the counter. "It's not so bad once you get used to it. Plus, my teacher is pretty cool. He makes the lectures interesting."

Jacob nods, taking another sip of his coffee. "Speaking of class, what happened yesterday? I thought you had a full day, but Kelly said you were home when she got back."

Jordan feels a flicker of panic in her chest, but she tries to keep her expression neutral. "Oh, yeah, my last class got canceled. The teacher sent an email the night before, but I didn't see it until I was already on campus for my second class. So i just came back”

She takes a bite of her apple, chewing slowly to give herself a moment to compose her thoughts.

Jacob studies her for a minute, as if he’s looking for something.

She glances at the clock on the wall, realizing that she needs to get going if she wants to make it to class on time. "Alright, I should probably head out”

Jacob stands up, stretching his arms above his head. "You want a ride? I'm heading to the rink for practice, but I can drop you off on the way."

Jordan hesitates for a moment, tempted by the offer, before deciding to decline, “That’s okay, I think I’ll walk”

Jacob shrugs, grabbing his keys from the counter. "Suit yourself. Have a good day, Jords. Learn something new."

Jordan laughs, rolling her eyes. "I'll do my best.."

*****

Luke sits in his stall, methodically taping his stick as he goes through his pre-game routine. Around him, the locker room is a buzz of activity - teammates stretching, chatting, getting into the right headspace for the game ahead.

But Luke barely notices the noise, his mind a million miles away. He can't stop thinking about Jordan, wondering what she's doing right now.

He takes a deep breath, trying to center himself. He knows he needs to focus, needs to be fully present for the game ahead. The Flyers are a tough opponent.

But even as he tries to push thoughts of Jordan aside, he can't quite shake the butterflies in his stomach, the giddy anticipation that comes with the promise of seeing her again soon.

Suddenly, his coach's voice cuts through the chatter, calling the team to attention. It's time to hit the ice, to put everything else aside and focus on the task at hand.

Luke stands up, grabbing his helmet and gloves and falling into line behind his teammates. As they make their way down the tunnel and onto the ice, he feels a familiar rush of adrenaline, the roar of the crowd washing over him like a wave.

The first period is a blur of motion and speed, the puck bouncing from stick to stick like a rubber bullet. Luke is in the zone, his skates carving through the ice like blades, his mind completely focused on the game.

But the Flyers are relentless, their forecheck suffocating and their defense stifling. The Devils struggle to gain any momentum, their passes just a little off, their shots just a little wide.

As the buzzer sounds for the end of the period, Luke skates off the ice feeling frustrated and drained. They're down 1-0, and he knows they need to find a way to turn things around if they want to have any chance of winning.

In the locker room, the coach tries to rally the troops, his voice stern but encouraging. "We're not out of this yet, boys," he says, looking each player in the eye. "We need to simplify our game, get pucks deep and work harder on the forecheck. We can still win this."

Luke nods, wiping the sweat from his brow and taking a long swig of water. He knows the coach is right, knows that they have the skill and the determination to come back from this deficit.

But as the second period starts, it becomes clear that the Flyers have other ideas. They come out flying, their skates a blur as they swarm the Devils' zone like angry bees.

Luke does his best to keep up, defend rushes and create chances for his team. But the Flyers are relentless, and before he knows it, they're down 3-0, the game slipping away from them like sand through an hourglass.

As the second intermission rolls around, the mood in the locker room is grim. Guys are hanging their heads, muttering curses under their breath. The coach tries to keep things positive, but even he seems to be running out of words.

Luke sits in his stall, his head in his hands. He can't help but feel like he's letting his team down, like he should be doing more to turn the tide.

But even as he tries to rally himself, to find that extra gear that will help him push through the fatigue and the frustration, his mind keeps drifting back to Jordan.

He wonders if she's watching the game, if she's cheering him on from her couch or her bedroom. He pictures her face, the way her eyes light up when she smiles, the way her laugh makes his heart skip a beat.

And somehow, for the first time in his life, he feels like there’s more to life than hockey, and he doesn’t know if he should be ecstatic or terrified.

As the final buzzer sounds and the Devils skate off the ice with their heads held low, Luke feels a sense of disappointment wash over him. It's never easy to lose, especially at home in front of your own fans.

But as he makes his way back to the locker room, he feels his phone buzz in his pocket. He pulls it out to see a text from Jordan, a simple message that makes his heart swell with warmth.

You played your heart out tonight. I'm so proud of you. Can't wait to see you tomorrow.

#luke hughes #nj devils #original story #crossing enemy lines

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yuutito · 22 days

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stop omg poly with early 30s ytmk where he has a quiet managerial desk job and she's a (retired) olympian. his coworkers and subordinates like him but they don't know much about him, other than he's really good at his job and polite - if a little shy. he's helpful and sweet, and whenever his team has to stay late at night, he gets them food and refreshments. when they go out for drinks, he doesn't chide them for their asinine games. he always pretends like he's not there when they start talking about crazy college experiences. he tells them that they'll be more comfortable that way - but they know he just wants to evade their questions. they can't help but ooh and aah when he goes to pick up their tab, charmed as always, screaming and bowing in thanks as he shakes his head embarrassingly and leaves early. again. "he's got a weird charm about him" "he's too sweet. my roommate is jealous that i have a nice boss" "i think he's pretty cute. don't you think?" then their tone starts to shift as they drink more. his team really likes him, sure, but they can't help but rip into how vanilla he probably is - how he gets it on with the lights off. i mean, he's unassuming. he doesn't drink, his lockscreen is a picture of a cat, and he never takes personal calls in the office. his ears turn red and he makes excuses to leave everytime they start talking about anything mildly suggestive. whole time he's on his way to his girls, excitment buzzing beneath his skin. he's been on edge the whole day, ever since you sent him that picture of maki, your hand with his ring - their - ring wrapped around her pretty throat as she looks up at the camera, hazy and fucked out, lips swollen and parted. don't be late 🖤 is all the text reads. it's so rare for maki to yield to both of you at once, but fuck if she doesn't take teasing so well, she glows with her ruined orgasms, begs for more and shakes with how much she needs it. his coworkers are talking about how boring his sex life is meanwhile he's balls deep in you, hand fisting your hair as your mouth falls open so that you can drool and moan straight into maki's waiting cunt. his grip is so tight that you can't really move to ease maki's ache, tongue barely grazing her pink wetness. and yuuta is unrelenting - mean - when she's finally beneath you two like this. come on, he says - breathless and ruined from how good you feel around him, his eyes on maki's flushed face, work for it.

Oh man imagine sending him a little video while he’s at work, right at the end of the day, just an hour or so before it’s time to go home. you’re playing with maki’s pussy. It’s shiny and slick with lube, the prettiest shade of pink. He has to go to the bathroom stall at work, maybe he even brings a pair of earbuds with him to listen to the squelching sound it makes every time your manicured fingers disappear inside her hole. maki’s low, sultry moans exaggerated for the camera (she loves to do that to yuuta). He has to bite down on his lips HARD to stifle the groan that wants to leave his mouth when you pull your fingers out and show off the sticky web of maki’s juices.

“Look at how wet she is, Yuuta,” you say to the camera. He can’t see you behind the screen, but of course it’s you. “Doesn’t it make you wanna fuck her?”

The camera’s angled down, so all he sees is maki, laid back naked, legs spread. She reaches down and starts to draw circles on her clit as you finger her, and her back arches into it.

“Yuuta,” Maki moans into the camera. He hears you giggle a little in the video. Yuuta adjusts the hard on in his pants as he sits on the toilet in the stall. He watches you pull out your fingers, and suddenly at the bottom of the video more of your body comes into view: you’re wearing a strap-on. It’s thick and a pretty shade of purple. You rub your slickened fingers up and down its shaft, as maki uses her damn fingers to spread her pussy open. “Want your cock inside me, Yuuta,” she teases. She can barely control her smile.

Yuuta groans, palms over the tent in his slacks as you slap your tip against her pussy. “Sorry baby, gotta wait… but I’ll get you warmed up. Nice and stretched out for him. Hm?”

The squelch of the dildo stuffing her pussy, along with maki’s moans as you stuff her full, is the last sound Yuuta hears before the video cuts out. He runs a hand through his hair and tugs, eyeing the very obvious boner in his pants with contempt.

You two are so mean to him when he’s away but he’ll get back at you when he’s home 🥰

#ϟ asking aleksandria #mmmmm teasing yuuta 💖💖💖💖💖#oh to be fucking maki and have her moaning Yuuta’s name the whole time… meeowowoww #also not written here is the comedic sxene of like. yuuji walking in while Yuuta’s trying to jerk off #and he thinks Yuuta’s just having a stomach issue LMFAOOALSJSKSJ #then suddenly yuuta has a Reputation in the office HAHAHA #ytmk

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ofoceansandtombsanew · 2 months

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taking away mc ships, what are you shipping in the our life cinematic universe?

okay so mcs are all off the table damn

hhhHHHHNNNNGHHH i had to think about this one for a minute

quick tldr:

lee/ren

derek/ren

baxter/liz

cove/baxter

opal/cliff

vianca/liz

serenity/tamarack

cove/tamarack

derek/tamarack

derek/qiu

okay so my first one might be a hear me out-er butー lee and ren. our sweet cousin lee and ren murray. LIKE CAN Y'ALL SEE MY VISION??? they would be the cutest girlfriends. like, lee is bright and forward but she's gentle and patient enough that ren's shyness wouldn't be something that grates her? and she'd gently coax ren out of her shell

lee doesn't give 'outdoorsy' girl, but she would definitely try out camping and hiking for ren because lee's the type to go out of her way like that. so yeah, definitely ship lee and ren for sure

another compatible person for ren that i can see is derek? like omg that would so fucking cute to me! both of them are sportsy, derek is literally a golden retriever in the shape of a person. he's very considerate and he takes that into account if ren comes over to hang out with his family, knowing when she needs her space

but if derek is putting too much pressure on himself, ren is there to tell him just that. she doesn't say it unkindly though. she just wants her bf to not be his biggest critic. and they love doing any outdoor activity together. when they get their families together, its suarezs versus murrays and afterwards they go to a family restaurant and talk the night away

ironically enough, even though baxter had a canonical crush on qiu when they were kids i don't see it moving past that. it's a crush fond to baxter's heart and he keeps it at that, a fond memory. definitely would never tell them ever. but if i was gonna ship him with anybody in the expansive universe of ol...

hear me out but i feel like liz and baxter would be surprisingly compatible. like, she doesn't take any bs and would get the guy to talk and open up. but if someone comes for him, she is right there in his corner ready to bat for her man. they'd have some good banter as well i think?

i think cove and baxter could also work if it's their step 4 selves. baxter is finally done running away from things and being more genuine and vulnerable and while cove is slow to warm up to people, he would see baxter is trying and slowly but surely their "we only hangout if our mutual friends invite us to the same space" turns into texting each of their own accord and eventually that becomes hanging out of their own accord

then the next thing you know, baxter is asking cove out on a date

oooh yes, i see it more clearly. cove and baxter would be a delicious slowburn for sure, it's drinking and leaving no molecules

i ship opal and yusuf together and i'm really hoping something comes from that when we get the full game however comma.... opal and cliff? i kinda see it and it kinda eats

outside of vianca's canonical gf, vianca and liz give power couple vibes. i don't think i need to expand on that, we all know i'm right and we all know it would eat

if i can't be with my autumn queen tamarack, i would want her to date serenity? they just seem like they would be the cutest cottage core gf/goth gf combination and the two friends in the group that everyone goes to for advice/drama. they gossip about it over tea and still they're the most wholesome couple you know

cove and tamarack also just seem like they'd be very cute together? summer boyfriend meets autumn girlfriend. in a childhood neighbors to friends to lovers type beat, i know they wouldn't get along as their step 1 selves. cove would be pretty put off by how loud and wild tam was at first. plus, neither of them would really like the same activities as the other

tamarack finds the beach boring and stagnant because she's a forest girlie and it isn't like cove is one to just be in the forest and forage mushrooms all day. but during one night when cove tries running away, strangely enough it's the loud girl he doesn't normally enjoy being with sticking with him the whole time and a friendship is birthed from that

step 2, cove is so there for tamarack when she is dealing with everything with her parents. and by step 3, he's telling tamarack he's been in love with with her since they were teens

chef's kiss, cove/tamarack hits different

step 1 derek sees this:

and immediately falls in love, i don't think i need to expand further on that. y'all know how derek is and i feel like everything i said about cove comforting tam can be applied here as well. he'd try to shoot his shot with making a marriage promise with tam too i see it very clearly

and, don't get mad at me for repeating myself but

step 1 derek sees this:

and immediately falls in love. but since qiu is a popular kid, good luck, my guy. at least derek can rest assured knowing that qiu's his good buddy and slightly more special than the rest. i think with qiu he might feel too nervous to do the marriage promise thing since qiu is a popular kid and who knows if he's already received a ton of those

in a scenario where they aren't close as step 1 folk though or qiu pushes derek away during their step 2 phase, derek is hurt but he still tries putting in the effort to rebuild that bridge, letting qiu know he's there regardless of what they're going through until finally... qiu reaches back

they had their ups and their downs but qiu appreciates derek not giving up on them and sticking with them through the hard times

by the time qiu is back to their normal rizzler self, derek's busy with sports and it is hard for them to meet up with each other but they stay in contact. but step 4 would be when they get together because derek let's it drop he had a crush on qiu when they were kids "haha definitely over it NOW though" (he is not)

qiu gains a crush on derek between steps 2 and 3 but never said anything because they kinda felt after being such a jerk to derek during a good chunk of high school, he doesn't deserve to pursue him but after hearing derek had a crush on him qiu decides they're gonna shoot their shot (happy ending ofc though)

i'm leaving terry and randy out of this though, they're too fucking cute for me to separate

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warmsol · 2 months

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hi bestie 😚 can we get an lil update on Kai plsssss, like what my man been up to 💕

omg hiiii i’m so happy to see you pop in i hope you’ve been well ;-; as requested here’s your favorite guy’s update ✨

uhhh i got a lil long winded here, so i stopped myself before i went too overboard!

he’s now working at an elementary school as a part time music teacher! he’s even writing and producing their school musical! crazy, right? over the last year, kai realized there’s so much more he can do with his love of music. (band life has flopped, basically) after becoming a father, he began to notice how much he actually enjoys being around children, and teaching them something he loves has brought a lot of happiness in his life. (is this the same guy who said he never wanted to be a dad and literally rejected it at all costs?) anyway, the other half of the time he still takes on solo gigs in bars, and runs his soundcloud, lmao.

speaking of kai and fatherhood! he’s fallen in love with being arielle’s dad. he can’t imagine life without her. he’s a complete and total softie for his daughter. whatever she wants or needs, he will give. that being said though, he doesn’t want anymore children, mostly because he’s convinced that arielle is the most perfect human to exist so how could he duplicate that twice?

marriage troubles??? while kai and ashton are very much in love, there have been a few rifts in their relationship. (it can’t be all rainbows and butterflies, sadly. especially if kai is involved.. oh did i say that out loud?) as we know, kai has made amazing progress with his self discovery journey but that doesn’t mean he’s all good all the time. kai has a tendency to get bored, he craves change and chaos. without it he almost feels.. empty? he often self sabotages, and while he’s suppressed those feelings recently, it’s coming to a point. which has led kai and ashton to couple’s counseling. kai has been a little…. flirtatious and carless to say the least. kai and boundaries? yeah that’s something he likes to test. constantly! in his darkest moments, he often questions if he’s capable of long term commitment. and it scares him, because he loves ashton and doesn’t want to ruin it. :/ but don’t worry, they’re dedicated to figuring it out. ashton won’t give up on his boy so easily.. as he's said many times.

kai and elia! they are good friends. they text and facetime now and then, even send each other snapshots of their life. kai has a bit of an attachment to elia, he can’t seem to fully let her go. he wants her in his life in whatever form he can get. (and elia feels the same) they communicate and understand each other as friends much better than they ever did as lovers. buuut there is tension when makoa is brought up, for obvious reasons. he wants her to be happy, but still isn’t convinced it’ll be with him. like, we know he's makoa's number 1 hater through and through. that hasn't changed.

kai and jasmin are closer than ever. jasmin is probably kai’s best friend. there was a time he was cruel to his sister (and the entire world around him) but as they’ve aged they have realized they’re all each other has since they don’t speak to their parents. sadly since jasmin still lives in sulani, they don’t see each other as much as they like but that leads me to my next point!

kai and ashton want to get a summer home in sulani. 🤭 y’know, get away from the city, enjoy the beach.. be near jasmin! oh, and it just so happens his dear friend lives there.. and he wants to see her more often too. (makoa just popped a blood vessel) but anyway, that opens up sooo many possibilities for reconciling, right? beach days with the fam, arielle and elia's twins growing up together.. how could makoa and kai still hate each other after all that future bonding time? (jk they'll find a way)

all in all, kai is doing his best. he's still got some deep rooted issues to work through, and maybe some of it will never go away....... but he IS happy. most the time, anyway.

#ask #isa answers #story ask

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sugar-omi · 1 year

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Hi Naeomi 👋

Thank you for replying to my inquiry so diligently (omg, me trying to sound like Baxter XD dead)!

For my Baxter request, I want to understand his character more, so I wanna pick ur brain for some ideas 😄

He is a very considerate person as his approach to the MC's comfort level changes between nervous, relaxed, and direct (i think 🤔😅). I just want to know how he reacts with an MC (on crush/love) who is only anxious around him but relaxed with everyone else. MC would be trying to fluster the crap out of Cove and talking excitedly about nerdy stuff (anime/manga, video games, books, random facts on their interests, a tv series, etc.), but when Baxter comes around they simmer down and smile all giddy his way and talk about stuff they he may like or be interested in.

Honestly, my MC would feel a bit unsure how to act around Baxter at first, but eventually, they become more comfortable over time as he is revealed to be easygoing and welcoming to MC's quirky side. Makes my heart flutter just thinking about it, so cute~ 🥰☺️

hii !!! omg your mc sounds so cute n honestly like me when I was younger lol, so sweet<33 excuse to the format I'm on mobile rn and I'll fix text color n format n stuff once I'm on my computer😎👍👍👍👍honestly i had fun writing this, two darlings taking their time to open up n love each other, embracing each others quirks... its so sweet, pls i feel like i could write another lil drabble abt how happy n cute baxter would be w a playful reader like this, mmm many thoughts

tags : fluff, nervous crush/love status w baxter, multiple choice text, headcanons/drabbles

*edited for format

this man is too cocky for his own good, baxter can easily tell how someone feels about him.

but I think that excludes people he has a crush on, as you couldn't possibly like/love him back.

he has some shame! although it's only enough to not assume everyone is in love with him or likes him in any capacity...

anyway, we'll get to that later~

at first he thinks it's because you want to impress him or maybe you don't want to bore him with what you think is brain rot to someone so mature and elegant as him.

(+ a "small" but darker part of him thinks you might hate him, that you don't want to show a piece of yourself to this weird stranger on your block. he squishes the thought)

so he finds out your interest through terri/terry and by spying on snippets of your conversations with your family or with cove.

and even though he will only admit it if you threaten him with something terrifying, like angry dragons, early mornings, or worse- color. then and only then will he admit he wants you to tease him the same way you do with cove.

you're so close with him, snuggling up to cove's side, and you smirk so tantalizingly as you lean i. close to whisper it in his ear, and you say something dirty or perhaps its something cove finds especially scandalous but now cove is blushing and he's pushing you away with a chastising "y/n!"

and baxter wishes it was him...

he wants you to curl up behind him and blow on his ear the way you do cove. he wants you to pinch his butt as he walks by and he wants you to flirt with him.

and he wants you to show up on his temporary doorstep to show him your favorite volume of a manga that you finally got your hands on.

and when baxter is a hopeless romantic because he's so vulnerable under the blanket of night, he imagines you laying next to him in this big bed and he imagines the music is blending in with your voice as you babble on about something before it drifts off into your soft breath when you fall asleep due to the late hour.

but time goes on and his vacation nears the quarter mark and whenever you two talk he notices that you are getting into some of the things he likes, like rock music, and when you see him walking lazily back to his condo you come rushing off the steps of your porch, abandoning your snickering moms, and showing baxter the new song you found that he had not listened to before.

you light up at the praise in a way that makes him wish he could capture it forever...

finally baxter comes to the conclusion that he should speak to you about the things you like, and the first time he mentions something about your hobby you clam up a bit.

you don't want to bore him or scare him off with your excitement but in the end you're showing him your craft/collection and telling him every shiny detail and he's so happy to watch the light in your eyes as you speak.

eventually though you two get to the point where you try to fluster him.

it's not often, baxter makes you far too nervous and he can see anything coming from a mile away. he's so cool and you love him for it but God is his smirking face irritating when you just want him to blush, giggle and kick his feet like a love sicken school girl.

but you finally get him to flush. it takes more than half his vacation for it to happen but you're standing behind him as he works away at plating the dinner you two cooked up together.

it's simple, both of you combined have the cooking skills of a sea turtle but it's good enough for one night and it's edible.

it's good enough, you know your way around a stove well enough not to burn the house down and with baxter as your assistant you're more focused on how fun it was than anything.

it's perfect, you know how to whip up something delicious and baxter did more chopping and passing of the seasonings than anything.

he doesn't process it at first but then it hits him like a ton of bricks.

you just... said something flirty?

he's short circuting and his ears are red, and baxter pretends that his blush isn't spread down to his neck.

it's such a reward for you, you can't help but gape for a moment because baxter alexander ward is walking away from you with a blush from his ears to below the collar of his shirt and he definitely squealed a bit when he beckoned you to the living room.

it takes a whole summer of talking to you about things you like that he has little or no knowledge in, doing an activity that caters to/is apart of your interest, and soothing you when you cut yourself off when talking (it's okay, he does want to hear whatever you're looking to ramble about, be it something exciting, something that happened when practicing your hobby, or venting about something you thought was terrible or sad in a show/comic you saw earlier that week.)

and he finally gets to a point where you're teasing him a bit more often, even if you don't get the flustered reaction you want, and you're taking a page out of cove's book and the two of you spent a secret night in baxter's condo, talking about everything and nothing all at the same time.

but then he leaves, and he let's you down gently but his rejection stabs like a knife anyway.

so when you meet again, half a decade later, baxter feels his heart fall out his stomach so bad he sucks it in to try and make up for the way his heart clocks out and air leaves his lungs...

you look sad. this wasn't what you either of you were expecting to be faced with and having no time to prepare yourself to face the man who ended your relationship that summer has your eyes glassed over and your fingers dig into your skin to ground yourself.

you look indifferent. somehow that hurts more than if you were sad or angry at him, not that he'd prefer it but the smaller part of him thinks that your empty gaze shows he's lost any part in your life and you stare through him like you can see the rawness of his heart...

your face is schooled into a stony expression and you've folded your arms to match the rest of tour cold posture. he can't tell what you're thinking even though he's searching your eyes and this time baxter can't tell if you want to cry, scream at him, or if you're looking past him to the scenic view. but he sees your fingers twitch, like you want to either grab him by his tie or run.

you look angry. you try to mask it, not wanting to display the unadulterated rage you feel but your lip quirks up and your eyes are sharp and the words that escape your lips lick at baxter's ears like fire. if your thunderous glare could kill a man he'd be a goner..

he knows he's fucked up either way.

and the whole time you're working together, you're distant. although sometimes you snap back, you confront him and you joke with him sometimes.

you're both too nostalgic, you're both too in love.

somehow, you let him start over.

perhaps its the nostalgia and sentiment that came from making the groom cake together, or how beautiful scott and jude's wedding went, or perhaps its the way the other person laughs and smiles that has you drunk.

but now you two are sitting on baxter's couch and you're letting him start over.

he messed up, it's something hard to move past. something you did, for better or for worse but now it's for the better and you're moving on together.

and you're almost as nervous as you were when you first met but this time it's more that you're reserved than anything else.

sometimes he thinks he's fucked up too much, that when you cut yourself short while rambling and when you take more interest in his hobbies than your own, baxter puts a stop to it quickly.

it takes while. you both try too much to insert yourself into the other person's likes, as if that will make the comfortable relationship you had once come back quicker.

but finally, you and baxter are sharing a bed in the middle of your new apartment, and you're laughing about something funny Miranda sent you earlier that day and in the morning you two are spinning around your new kitchen in a guideless dance with your hands intertwined and you're laughing...

and baxter loves both versions of you.

the version of you that's so in love with him you quiet down, letting him take up all the space in the world and the other version of you that rants about something stupid in an anime and pinches his pale thigh when he's searching through his messy pile of clothes for that one specific shirt.

and he's so happy you opened up to him and you still open up to him everyday, loving him the same no matter how shy you are that day <333

#our life: beginnings & always #olba #baxter ward #baxter ward x reader #our life baxter #olba baxter #baxter x reader #baxter x mc #baxter ward x mc

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worrabei · 9 months

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OKAY, hear me out before reading the text below: this blog of mine is just a place, where I can see my progress in many of things, and writing in english is one of them. the deal is - english is not my native language, and my way of writing can look very bad.

if you decide to read my little sketch, firstly - good luck; and secondly, if when you see some dumb mistakes - feel free to comment because learning stuff is fun!

(also I'm like probably need to do a disclaimer or something like this, but I don't know how :D)

well, it's just fluff (?), without any triggers and just something that was in my head for a while. also I'm using the real names on the dream team in this text. actually, all my thoughts slowly became a whole au (this is the right word for it, right?), so if I will be really confident, maybe I write something else....

UGH this is again a super long text, I'M SORRY.

imagine that you've been friends with «dream team» for an almost a three years.

originally you were an employee on a mr. beast team, something that others would call an errand boy (well, errand girl in your case). but despite your small position in a whole team, everyone was simply in love with you. you just were a little shining star, that everybody adored. and beside that, you knew how to do your job. and by one of these hard-working days, you've meet sapnap.

there were a small pause between shooting for a new challenge video, where nick was one of the judges, and it happend that you both had a chance to chat for a little bit. you two find in each other someone nice, almost like a soulmate. when you too start to speak about different topics, including hobbies and favorite things, something just clicked. after a shooting, y'all just spontaneously decided to go for a walk. you both just can't stop talking, and after a hour or so, you find yourself on a basketball court. the day slowly becoming an evening, there only a few people around, and you two with beer cans just lazily playing basketball.

and after that day your life just start change entirely.

after sapnap you've met sunshine with name karl, and then dream, george, even quackity. the boys was also amazed with your warm personality and you all pretty fast become great buddies. you start to show in theirs instagram photos, twitter posts, stories. you've slowly become an important member of their group. staying for a movie night, cook for them, give a ride on your car, making birthday presents, spending time in video games, and eventually joining the streams.

to be honest, chat was kinda aggressive by the first time and full of comments like "omg why are they even let this girl to join, she's just ruining all the fun" and bunch of other not-so-nice words. guys were super sorry that you have to deal with all this hate, but you honestly won't making a big deal out of that. you just continue to show up from time to time, and slowly but surely people realize that your "boring" side was actually a "super caring" side.

and only after this realization everybody understand how cool actually your character resonates with sometimes childish characters of the rest of the group. the memes start to full the internet, boys start jokingly addresses to you like "sweet mother of ours", and you were very audible and visible cringing at the name, but they're just unstoppable.

and after a two and a half years of your friendship, after george finally gets a visa and clay does a face reveal, four of you guys finally moved together.

and that simply become a golden era of your friendship.

you spend mornings with george, when you get ready for work and this man with no sleep schedule gives you company. at the moment that you start making a breakfast, this man just magically appears with his cute puppy eyes, and after the few times when your plate was getting empty for about a fifteen seconds, you just start to cook for you two. imagine: dark room with only one working lamp, you both eating some puffy pancakes, drinking something warm, chatting and silently giggling. it's a little foggy outside, and almost absolute silence. sounds really comforting, does it not? after you finished eating, you give george a small kiss on his head, maybe mess up with his hair and beg him to get some rest.

the days fly by really fast, when you making stuff with dream. join the stream for a moment? sure. what about the new idea for the video/song? tell me everything. maybe you want to go to the shopping together? get in my car, clay. you freely can go to his room when silence in your head gets too loud. often you just knock on his room door shyly, and ask if you can sit on the bed while dealing with work. and he never refuse. also you absolutely love to draw him in the moments when he really focused on something, maybe make him a few more knitted hats or something cute, but stupid. and he absolutely melts at every single touch. you just need to tell him that everything is okay, and he always can find a support in his friends. and he's so thankful for this.

and finally, you want the evenings to never end because you spend them with sapnap. he don't want to show it, but you just see it anyways - he cares about you. of course, that doesn't mean that other guys don't care, but sapnap do it in his own way and you really appreciate it. almost every evening he casually walks into your room, and if he sees how tired you look because of the work, all his appearance softens immediately. with his silent, raspy voice he asks how do you feel. and if your answer not satisfying enough, nick just casually says that he's going to wait you in the car. and that means - this evening going to be awesome. you both have no clue what are you going to do tonight, but that's just more fun, right? basketball court, just like in the old times? eating junk food in the car, while chatting and shouting the songs? skateboarding park, when nick trying to impress you, but just stupidly falls and now you need to bandage all his wounds, while you just can't stop from laughing? (he's trying to act offended, but inside he's all fluff, believe me).

but sometimes you decide to hang out in the house. sapnap picks up some random film, brings more pillows and blankets, you cook (or order) snaks, and you both just simply chilling together after a long day. and I don't need to tell that almost every time the rest of the group decide to join. maybe it's even spontaneously become a movie night? who knows. you can't even blink, and it's 3am already, the third movie silently playing on the back, all the boys sleeping and barely audibly snore. and only you stubbornly want to wait until the credits. and the movie finally ends, you trying to clean up a little, while you judge the main character in your mind. when you come back to the sleeping kingdom, you can't help but smile at the view of three big men just calmly sleeping, and unconsciously trying to hug something. you definitely take a few photos, and when you want to go to your room, suddenly dream wakes up and mid-sleep reach up to you, whispering that he want to cuddle. your heart was not ready for this, and you just can't say "no" to him.

and when you slowly falling into sleep, while warm big hands carefully hugs you, you just think to yourself - oh, how extremely lucky you are.

well, maybe you can skip the next day at work.

...you can't miss how nick and george all morning going to scream that they're absolutely-for a hundred percent-for sure-definitely didn't hug each other all night.

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starzzify · 4 months

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hi! i’m star/starzz. (online name, my real name doesn’t go online)

i decided to make a small introduction, as well as organize my blog more. so, this is the post for that!

as for the introduction. my fandoms are hazbin hotel, bsd, death note, fnaf, gravity falls, ddlc, yandere sim, but im into a whole bunch of other stuff too.

i absolutely love music, i’m listening to music right now. i’m always listening to music every second i can. and some artists i like are sir chloe, conan gray, matt maltese, the smiths, mcr, msi, MITSKI, green day, frank sinatra, melanie martinez, tv girl, and the neighborhood. my music taste could be put under the spotify category of “alt” or “indie” ig? any post i make about music, song lyrics, analysis, anything, will be posted under the #starzz music shop tag.

i also post random thoughts and things, those will be under the #starzz thoughts tag.

another tag that you might see, sometimes.. rarely, is the #starzz is reading!? tag. this will be book quotes or thoughts!

i have a few tags where i post my writing, these are #starzz poetry and #starzz writing, if I post poetry it'll be under both and when I post my #Flu Season story it'll be under the Flu Season tag and the starzz writing tag.

#starzz life posting is where i post about things im going to do, or doing. basically just events.

#starzz obsession or #starzz obsessions posts are where i go on and on about how much i love something or i analyze media (most likely the death note musical OR bsd stuff) basically just things im obsessed with atm.

#texts i never sent or #texts i’ll never send ; where i write things that i think about sending, but never will. (for good reason or not, we might never know)

(new 👇)

#the man speaks or #WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY WALLS , me talking to myself (most of the time at night)

about me:

if you couldn’t tell i love purple

i really like listening to music (specified abovee)

im looking for more moots/mutuals

things i like: music (duh), art (drawing, writing, poetry, etc.), fashion, makeup, jewelry, my friends, journaling, movies and shows, video games, cooking/baking, talking to people, nature, pretty things, when people ask me about things i like (online most of the time, when people ask me about things i like irl i short circuit and don’t know what to say), my phone, tumblr, sending random asks to people i like, buying stuff online, money, listening to essays/rants on random topics on youtube, spicy food, bracelets (i have so many on omg), also making bracelets, clothes shopping, the mall, making presentations

things i dislike: school, annoying people/pick mes, when i make a typo i can’t correct, headaches, anxiety, the beach, the fact i can’t get a job, toxic people, when people say im boring, people who say everything is “cringe” (i promise im not a hater for having so many types of people i dont like its just they’re things i dont like), beige moms, people who fat/skinny shame, getting up in the morning, when people talk over me/ tell me im talking too quiet

(i might add more to my likes/dislikes idk)

feel free to talk to me about anything you like, i love hearing (or in this case reading) people talk (or write) about the things they like

also if you talk to me about something and i really like it there’s a chance i’ll start liking it too

i love to post random things and thoughts so that’s what you’ll probably get on this blog

sometimes i’ll post about my pets, i have 2 cats. one named taffy and the other loki

kin list (probably my reddest flag) : Dazai (bsd), Chuuya (bsd), Sigma (bsd), Akutagawa (bsd), Jax (tadc)

(more “this user is..” headers)

#intro post <3 #pinned i #idk what to call this #it’s an intro ig tho #yeah

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remcycl333 · 1 year

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Hi rem, i like you. ♡

Well I have been planning my desired life and this talk.. imagining what it would be like what I would think and feel and of course what the inner man would imagine and say, he is like that man who judges your life, in a good way if you know how to use it to your advantage to manifest your desires my friend. AND I MEAN BY THAT IS TO LET HIM TALK TO ABOUT UR LIFE IN THE FUCKING 4D !!! .

Anyway, I feel sorry for myself for wasting some days stressing so much and staying tired and hesitating a lot too bcz of affirming and still no results , but who cares after I found you! I will get my dream life because i did from the moment i wanted it in my imagination! I have nothing to do but go from wanting to having what I want! I was struggling by wondering how can I be in a state of my desired life when my stupid 3D tells me no? And something clicked rem.

How?! Just by a simple visualization that only takes a minute of your time any time you remember your desire, any time it comes to your beautiful mind? Imagine that you own it now and tell yourself that it is mine and there is nothing else to do but relax and enjoy what I got! And you can relax now that you have what you want and if your mind is asking where is it? Close your eyes and say "There you go!!!" This will shut you down, asshole. very simple.

very simple ..

- Choose what you want? Decide it's yours!

Did your wish come to mind? Just say it's yours! (In other words; affirm/imagine/etc.) - And do that untill u know .. feel nutreal that your desire is yours..? Boring I know, but think about it.. all you have to do is instead of wishing and wanting your dreams every time you think of them, just say they are yours and feel the passion to own them now bcz baby u are! Close your beautiful eyes again, there you go! you have it)..

Don't worry about the wavering it doesn't matter, just go back to the state you want. and 3D? Bs! Be a bad boy with it which means ignore him like he's your little bitch because he is, and guess what? He's about to leave, no, you're about to leave him!!! Bcz nothing to changes but self.

For example: I'm watching a movie in my bed, a thought comes to my mind realted to my Dr, and I'm going to ask those questions! imagining me sitting in my bed at home eating what I like, noticing my df on the screen and smiling bcz I have such a sweet face! And a luxurious lifestyle! And oppa, my phone is ringing, it's my idiot that's obsessing over me, so I'll roll my eyes thinking how annoying he is texting me all the time!

feeling/knowing that I don't blame him bcz who dont!? And blah blah!!!

Hope this helps, it can be a method you do the night before you go to sleep too.. OR! I have this idea too, which is to revise your entire day everyday!!! As the one who has their dream life .. you feel me ? .

I said a lot i know 😅😣. U comforting me 💖.

Have a good day .. can i be ur anon 🐨

i love this post so much omg!! very well said. use your 4d to soothe you when you notice something in your 3d that you don't like, bc your 3d is reflecting your 4d anyway!! this post made me giggle i loved it sm <3

welcome 🐨 anon!! <3

#🐨 anon #states

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rosze-v · 2 years

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the risk i'm taking

pairing: Haitani Ran x Gn Reader

synopsis: You were curious about clubs. Part 2

tw: alcohol, clubs, sussy Ran but no worries, fluff, soft ran, long live soft ran

w.c : 2.6k

a/n: Halu! I think its pretty clear now that I'm heavily inspired by music and so this came out after listening to Shayne Orok’s Renegade Japanese version! It gives late night drives vibes y’know. Also, I’ve finished World Trigger and omg, its so good, it was a bit slow but still, good. Anyway! I hope you guys like it, I honestly am not sure on how to react on this piece cause I tried writing it a bit differently. I also tried inserting comedic expressions and I'm not sure if I executed it well. Also, thank you so much for all those who have read my other writings! It made me so happy knowing that so many people have seen it.

The sound of clinking glasses and the smell of sweaty body were overloading into your brain. You told yourself that you wanted to know how it felt to go to a club, to experience the night life or so you say, but really you were just a curious introvert who read too much fanfics on mafia and bad boys.

So here you are, at a club somewhere in Roppongi, your dear friend has brought you. The face of disbelief and slow excitement was still fresh in your mind when you asked your friend, Haruki about it.

“so, I am curious”. Haruki’s eyebrow perked at your statement as she gestures her head up.

“about clubs. You know the ones you always told me about”. She gasps at your question, dramatically and slowly bringing her hands to her mouth.

“you’re asking me about clubs? You? The one who buries their nose in books?”. She fakes wiping a tear as she continues. You rolled your eyes, cheeks getting hot as you proceed to turn your body around but Haruki’s hand stops you.

“so you want to go to a club?”. You nodded, hesitantly and somehow deep in your heart, you believe this will lead to unexpected endings.

So here you are, wearing clothing you never thought you would wear and honestly, you feel the hottest you’ve ever felt. Haruki helped you choose your clothing and help you fix up your appearance a bit, giving suggestions here and there. Haruki told you minutes before that she was going to meet up with some friend first and then will come back to you, so you were left here, at the bar, drinking freaking orange juice.

Oh no don’t misunderstand, its not that its your first time drinking, its just that you’re a very light drinker. You remember the first time Haruki gave you booze and boy were you embarrassing. You shuddered at the memories but continue to drink your little orange juice. Your eyes scanning around the crowd, and you thought, its not really as exciting as the books have described. The music was so loud and the bass was enough to keep your body buzzing. The smell of alcohol was thick but indeed, there were a lot of attractive people.

Your eyes fell upon lilac hair, his eyes boring into the distance, legs propped wide while a girl was next to her, trying to give him drinks. Clearly the man doesn’t care and you were going to glance over him when his eyes caught yours. Realizing that he’s watching you, you quickly turn around to face the bar and held your orange juice, sipping it a bit.

Well, aren’t you a shy one suddenly? A mere glance from a man, a hot man and here you are jittery and shit. Now your head is glossing over texts over texts from the mafia stories you’ve read, all about the awkward main character going into bars for the first time and then catching the attention of some mafia lord. Nah, that can’t be happening to you.

And it did. Your shoulder was tapped and immediately you turn around, a scowl in your face, ready to bombard Haruki with questions. The Haruki in question is not actually her, but the lilac haired guy you were eyeing before. From up close, you can see how extra hot he is. His eyes were a brilliant lilac, long eyelashes, and that tattoo on his neck, somehow beautifully complimenting his looks.

“y-yes?”. He smirked as he sits down beside you, ordering two tequilas, after that he turned back to you.

“so, what’s a sweet little thing like you doing here”. Classic.

“I was just curious”. You muttered nonchalantly, as your eyes flutter at him.

“curious of what?”. He asked, as he push the tequila he ordered before to you.

“of clubs.”. you pushed back the tequila, his eyebrows perked at your action, you then explain.

“I don’t drink, or I will embarrass myself enough to jump off a building, so yeah no alcohol for me.” He chuckles as he pushes the drink back to you.

“Well, if you’re curious about clubs, drinks are one of its essentials you know, now drink up sweets.” You squint your eyes at him, challenging him, but his grin widens at your action.

“okay, how about I’ll show you something fun?”.

“you know, usually in this kind of situation, the drink is probably drugged up, and then… well never mind, or you’re actually a nice person”. You voiced out your concern as he laughs out loud.

“you’re really funny you know. I never thought I’ll meet someone who acts like this upon meeting me.” Upon meeting you? Whatever it is he’s implying, you still are quite wary. Without warning, he chugged up the tequila and asked the bartender to make you a new one, in front of you this time. You were baffled at his action and once the bartender was done, he places the tequila in front of you. You look at the tequila and then at the lilac haired man, as he gestures for you to go on.

Well, honestly, what could go wrong? Man’s was nice enough to give you tequila twice and so you closed your eyes and drink up, finishing with a soft sigh. Yeah, shit was good you thought. The man claps his hands softly as he gives you a thumbs up. You smile at him, somewhat happy at the possibility of making him proud.

“okay I drank your tequila, where’s my fun?”. He chuckles as he stood up and held out his hand. He gives you a serious look as he asks.

“do you trust me?”. Usually in this kind of scene, you don’t trust them but you took his hand and nodded.

“well if anything goes wrong, I’ll either die or you’re going to jail, so fuck it.” He nods and pull you out of the club, his hand lock into yours while he guides you to his car, a freaking Lamborghini, you know the ones without roofs, the one rich people rides. Yeah, that lambo. Now you’re freaking out inside because holy shit, who would have thought you’re speaking with a rich man. Though now that you think back, he looks expensive so, with a shrug at the thought, you are standing in front of the Lambo.

The man, who’s name you still haven’t gotten, opens the door for you and with a hand on your back, he ushers you in. Once he’s inside, you popped him a question.

“You know I think its about time I get your name.” He was starting the car when you asked the question, his head slowly turn to you with a shock look. He stares into your eyes for awhile and then shrugs.

”Ran. Haitani Ran.”. He said, eyeing you as if trying to gouge a reaction out of you.

“Ran.” You mutters the name, as you smile, finally getting to know the lilac haired guy, Ran.

“(y/n), its very nice to meet you Ran.”

“I thought we have established that”. He said as he pulls out the car in a reverse and drive through the streets of Roppongi. Your eyes glaze over the myriads of people, the colorful lights on the tall building and the starless sky. Excitement bubbles in you, as you feel the cool air whipping through your cheeks.

“its so pretty at night”. You whispered, Ran heard you and couldn’t help but smile at your wondrous eyes.

“your first time out at night?”. You nodded as you face him.

“I don’t go out much and my guardians were pretty strict so… yeah its my first time really. My first time of a lot of things tonight.”

“The club too?”. He asked, swerving the car to the right, going into a quiet lane.

“Yeah the club too. But I don’t like it though, the club. Its so loud and dark. Its too much for me I guess…”. He was silent for a while, you chose to look up the sky, you can finally see the stars, albeit a little.

“where are you bringing me? A place to plan my murder?”. You said jokingly as he laughs at your poor attempt of poking fun. “if I were to murder you, my dear (y/n), it would have been done before you could even think of it. So no, its not the place for your murder.”

You squinted your eyes at him, poking at his shoulder repeatedly. “That’s very scary Sir Haitani.” He laughs again, louder than before, glancing slightly at you with a smirk.

Goddamn he’s hot as fuck, thank you Haruki.

Throughout the ride, the both of you question each other, on your favourite food, his favourite song, on your favourite color, and his favourite time of the day. Surprisingly, the both of you share little to no resemblance each other, and here you thought you were living your Wattpad dreams. He likes the color purple— which was pretty obvious, while you like the color blue. You like Lana del Rey, he likes Chase Atlantic, there was no similarity, aside from the fact that the both of you share the same sky, and breath the same air.

Yet despite the differences, you feel calm and giddy around him, anticipations running through your heart at this man. You were lost in staring at his beautiful jawline when he stops the car, eyes, once again on you. He smiles gently at you, as he stood out of his seat and went over to yours, opening it and guiding you out of the car again. You gladly took his hand as he leads you forward, and in front of you were Roppongi.

You were on top of a hill, overlooking Roppongi, the scattering lights and the small bustling of cars could be seen. The scene was breathtaking as you laugh out loud and turn around to face Ran who was already looking at you. He has witnessed the puzzled look on your face, as it turns into a happy realization of what you’re actually seeing. He has seen how your lips curled up into an innocent smile and later to a happy grin. Ran could feel his heart beating, could hear it in his ears and he felt like a teenager once again. A teenager who learn the beauty and excitement of love and new beginnings.

“do you like it?”. Ran asked, nervous drenched in his words despite already seen how you reacted. He is still worried that you don’t share the same sentiment as he do.

“I love it Ran! This is such a beautiful scenery!I never thought Roppongi could be so … shiny and tiny”. You expressed as your hands went up in the air, gesturing how beautiful it is. You give him a wide smile as you squeeze his hand that was still holding yours.

“thanks Ran. I really appreciate the fun you’re showing me.” He chuckles, ruffling your hair at how cute you are. He then went back to the car and brought out a folding hammock, as he sat down at one end. He pats the sit next to him, telling you to sit down which you did. The both of you then share a silence, admiring the scene, admiring the presence of each other.

It was Ran who broke the silence first. “this is my fav spot you know. I never shown it to anyone before.” You turned around to face him this time, his gaze still straight at the scenery in front.

“so why did you show me?”. He shrugs as he replies.

“I don’t know, besides, I promised you fun right? And its fun, right?”. Ran gave you his attention now as you nodded. “Its very fun, the car, Roppongi at night, the hill, you.”

You could feel Ran’s thumb tracing circles on your knuckles as you lay your head on his shoulder. You were not really sure the ordeal you are in. Its such a weird experience, to suddenly meet a man, ride in his car, and now laying your head on his shoulder, everything was so unordinary yet it felt right. It felt like this was supposed to happen, tonight was going to be his and yours.

The warmth of Ran’s body, entangling with yours was just so right. The way he can hear your breath and the sounds of crickets accompanying the both of you. Ran himself were not sure what’s in the air, it felt pleasant. It has been a long time since he felt this calm and comfortable. He was really not thinking when he approached you, he thought you were hot and interesting so he approached you with bedding you in his mind. Yet the way you reacted to him, your way with words, the fact that you don’t know him and now he can’t get over the fact that someone like you exist. Someone who sees him not as a killing machine, a tool, a Bonten executive but as Haitani Ran.

He felt honored, touched even at you, because finally, after so long, he can breathe easy and not suffocate at the thoughts and title he bears. After a while, relishing in each other’s presence and watching the beautiful Roppongi, the both of you decides that its time to go back. You gave him your address as he drives you away to your apartment, again talking about the most random things. You noticed how easy it is to talk with him and how easily he flows with the topics you bring up.

Once you arrived, you finally realized how empty, yet warm your hands are. A pang of sadness settles in your chest, bubbling at the thought that you’ll never be able to meet Ran again. You sigh as your hand reaches for the door when Ran hand grabs yours. You look up at him, his eyes swarm with evident sadness and you give him a soft smile with a squeeze of his hand.

“ Can I… Will you… um”. He was stumbling around his words as you smile at him a bit wider, encouraging him. He took a deep breath and he bit his lip, contemplating on the right words. Who would of thought that the Haitani Ran would be stuttering over someone he just met.

“Can I pick up you tomorrow? For lunch?”. You chuckle at him as you place your hand on his cheek, in which he leans into. You were grinning now as you nodded. “Of course Ran, it would be my pleasure.” He was beaming, overjoyed at your acceptance which he thought was going to be rejection. Ran pull up your hand to his lips and kiss it, making you blush at the gesture.

You exit his car, numbers exchanged and with fond goodbyes and goodnights, the both of you went your separates way. You were overjoyed, your stomach is filled with every goddamn animal there is. You went into your shared apartment and upon entering, you were hurled questions over questions.

“where were you!! I was so worried, holy fuck, I almost called the goddamn police!”. Haruki was slapping your body as she continues.

“I keep on calling and texting and you didn’t reply to me! I thought someone have kidnapped your stupid ass!”. You then explain to her what happened and the worried and angry look she gave you before were replace with a gleeful look and a screech.

“So who’s the guy?”.

“I don’t know, some Ran… Haitani Ran I think.” Haruki was quiet all of a sudden, her face gone pale at the mention of his name.

“Do you know who that is?”. You shrugged, brushing through your hair as she tapped around her phone and then show you. Your mouth slacked open at the revelation of who Ran is and suddenly it all makes sense. Hikaru voiced out her worries and you honestly were worried again, because he was the goddamn mafia lord you thought you were not meeting.

You gave it some thought and come into conclusion that it doesn’t really matter. You know who you met, and whatever it was between the both of, it was happiness, calmness and realness. It’s okay if Haitani is some crazy ass gangster, you met Ran and you’re going to meet him again tomorrow. To hell with it, Ran is the risk you’re going to take.

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