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Thightide45

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  1. They both have a long way to go in learning to love themselves and be loved by someone else.
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    Supernova

    One year. That’s all I have left with Flynn Calloway, my best friend, linemate, secret love of my life, and the only person who ever actually gave a damn about me. After that, life and our NHL careers will tear us apart and I lose it all. I intend to fully live out our last season playing college hockey together. Too bad his twin, River, hates my guts and has other plans. Now it’s even harder to hide my sexuality and bad habits. And if watching the love of my life with the love of his isn’t bad enough I have to deal with River’s hatred in the background. Without Fly as the buffer between us what will we become.
  3. 8 years ago Kai- The beeping on the monitor is driving me nuts. It’s been going off every thirty seconds, every time Fly’s heart rate dips below 55bpm. He giggles and mumbles something to his twin, River, in the bed across from him that I don’t catch. I’m only half paying attention anyway. My leg won’t hold still and my heel is tapping a constant aggressive rhythm against the hard tile. I can see River watching it, his fingers twitch where they’re curled against his denim clad thigh,
  4. April, Frozen Four Championship, Junior year Kai - You know that sound a skate blade makes as it’s cutting through the ice? The clean hiss, the rhythmic shush, the percussive bite of each step? God, I love that sound. It’s fucking poetry. Catharsis in metal and ice. The faster and more intense the better. I circle at the end of the rink, waiting, as I gear up and focus on the sound of my blades. Slowing, I turn and face the Falcons’ goalie, crouched in his crease. We’re 3-3
  5. Sky is out of his element on the farm but loving every minute of it.
  6. Beau will definitely play apart, but so will others. Sky is a notorious flirt by nature. Just wait til he starts feeling more comfortable.
  7. Harper will a little, but it will largely be a different person.
  8. Wyatt- Skylar— or Sky, as he introduced himself to Harper, doesn’t answer at first, busy shoveling food into his mouth. There’s an undeniable tension permeating the small kitchen. “What do you want to know first?” He finally says after swallowing another bite. “I don't expect your life story.” I tell him, trying to ease the pressure, “Just enough so that I know what I've gotten myself into.” Pushing up from my seat to grab a beer out of the fridge and put a little distance betwe
  9. This story was originally much darker, but as I got to the end I figured I gave Noah too much to deal with and altered it. I left this part in though (again altered) because it was also inspired by true events. 😅
  10. Freshman year, Halloween, Roanoke, VA (Age18) Playlist song 9: Bad Touch (Metal version) - Leo Noah- I am at an all time high… for about two days. I barely sleep the night of the game. I’m too wired, and every time I close my eyes I replay that moment again: the ball arcing through the lights, the sound of the crowd fading as it hits my hands. I can still feel the impact of the ball and the turf in the end zone, the way the air burns my lungs as my cleats eat up the ground, t
  11. July, Dalton, GA. (Age 10) Playlist Song 9: Fallen Leaves - Billy Talent Ash- Noah Hampton, that’s what my father said his name was. Noah, the boy standing in the doorway of my father’s chapel, leaning back against the frame, the Sunday morning sun shining across his face making his green eyes glow. His dress clothes look worn and it looks as though his hair had been combed neatly at one point, but now stands on end due to him not being able to leave it alone. His mother, a pretty
  12. I have most of this story written already, so it will come out fast.
  13. Thank you, I tried to keep it balanced. There are 41 chapters in this story and 10-11 have a sex scene. Which is more than my other stories but it’s what their relationship is.
  14. That was a fast comment. ☺️ I’m flattered. More smut in chapter 9.
  15. September, Freshman Year, Roanoke University (Age18) Playlist Song 8: It’s Not A Fashion Statement, It’s A Death Wish - My Chemical Romance Ash- I fucking love college. There’s a freedom in it I never thought I’d get to experience. Away from my small town and pastor father. Away from the constant pressure of being watched and evaluated, not just for what I do, but for what I represent. No one telling me what I can or can’t do. No one telling me what I can or can’t be. No on
  16. Thank you so much! I hope you enjoy them. 🥰
  17. He is 19. He told the truth there, and he is very much afraid of his father and his influence. gage is dirt. i based Gator off my dog. Size and all. I think Sky feels the same way about Wyatt.
  18. He is, and is on meds, but still has bad days under a lot of stress.
  19. Thank you 🙏 the idea for this story came after listening to it on repeat, so it was fitting to start with it.
  20. Oh he gets seen alright 😉
  21. QB doesn’t hate the way Noah thinks he does. He is just a very intense person who takes his career very seriously. Noah has earned visibility, which is also important.
  22. That is his dream for sure. I wanted Noah to be someone who earns what he has but also puts his loved ones over himself.
  23. Thank you! honestly I think this is one of the tamer chapters I wrote for them. There’s a lot more to come.
  24. September- freshman year- Roanoke University (Age 18) Playlist song 7: Heavy Is The Crown Noah- I’m struggling to catch my breath again. I’m on my 10th lap, having missed two passes already, and practice is only half over. My pads and jersey stick to me with sweat, and I’m beginning to regret my career choice. I knew college football was going to be harder, but I wasn’t prepared for how different the dynamics are. Two-a-days are diabolical. I’m constantly sore and feel like I
  25. June, Senior Trip, days 5-6, Quebec, Canada (Age 18) Playlist Song 6: In The Middle of the Night - Loveless Ash- My head is throbbing as I cautiously poke Noah in the shoulder, as if I didn’t spend the whole night leaning shirtless against him. I'm blaming that on the alcohol. Not the touching, I kind of resigned myself to the fact I was enjoying that, but the complete and total collapse of my self preservation and allowing it to happen in public. I’m sitting fully dressed o
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