#anaheim girls love story

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Anaheim Gals Being Anaheim Pals

12 Days of Aniblogging 2024, Day 2

Zeta Gundam has a real lurching, strange start by design. In the time between the One Year War and the Gryps Conflict, things have gone terribly! Not only did a good amount of Zeon’s forces escape to the asteroid belt and start rebuilding, the Earth Federation is getting taken over from within by the ruthless Titans. But wait, the Titans are still feddies at the end of the day, so why are they the ones piloting Hizacks and other Zeon-style designs at the start of the show?

The answer to this is brilliant and sadly relegated to a narrative footnote. You see, after the One Year War, Zeonic’s personnel and blueprints got absorbed into Gundam manufacturer Anaheim Electronics, as part of an Operation Paperclip-style deal. This leaves Anaheim's mobile suit aesthetics during the interwar period a total hodgepodge, iterating on both GM and Zaku style designs while also moving forward with plenty of secret prototype successors to the RX-78 Gundam. Maybe it’s just the OL in me, but this particular era and company really pique my interest! The culture shock and office politics that would follow from Anaheim folding in the engineers from the other side of the last war, the competition between rival design teams, the back-channel deals of an arms manufacturer now compelled to play both sides…

I’d been told that the Gundam OVA entitled Stardust Memory was vaguely about this, but I’d also been told that Stardust Memory was terrible and just plain not worth watching, so I steered away from it. Instead, my prayers were answered in the form of a lovely 2009 yuri doujin visual novel called Anaheim Girl’s Love Story.

I don't feel like cropping the screenshots, so peep my VM setup. it'll add to the vibe

First things first, I would like to simply acknowledge the joy of being alive, and alive at this exact moment in time. It is so wonderful that a group of dedicated fans made a complete visual novel starring lesbian office workers at the Mecha War Crime Engineering Company. And not only did they realize this dream in the first place, a separate group translated the script into English in 2013, and then another team reverse-engineered the game’s engine and released a patch in 2020 so that now the translation can be experienced in its original format. Each and every one of you is a true yuri warrior.

Anaheim Girl’s Love Story is a passion project through and through, extrapolating from all the bits and pieces of lore we get about Anaheim Electronics across various shows and crafting a believable setting, while still making it feel like a Gundam story on some level. It’s also fully voice acted? I don’t know what typical doujin VN production values were like in 2009, but still, color me impressed. We play as Rinne, a new recruit to Anaheim and a mecha otaku through and through. She loves these mobile suits, just like you and me! And she wants nothing more than to work for the company who invented the Gundam. Anaheim is a tech company through and through – most of the workers on the ground really believe in what they’re doing and put their whole heart into it, even as their leadership takes on increasingly shady and secretive contracts. But it’s also implied, in the VN and in the Gundam shows, that the company is staffed by mostly women. Great! I really do like when a setting asserts that being invested in mecha is primarily something that women do. After all, girls were the ones that kept 0079 popular in the first place according to Tomino.

All of the Anaheim girls have pale blue double-breasted suit jackets and long pencil skirts, culminating in an extremely 80’s look. AGLS also covers its blurry background photos with a dark blue filter, resulting in a fairly monochrome game where the character expressions really pop out from everything else. The mecha CGs are surprisingly well done, even if they suffer a bit from 2000’s shading syndrome, when everyone went a little too hard on the airbrush. The character portraits holds up a lot better in comparison. All of this to say that the presentation is fairly minimal, as they were clearly working with limited resources, but it gets the job done.

Rinne likes milk tea and is equal amounts excited and anxious about her job. This is the sort of milquetoast relatable protagonist traits you’d find in any dating sim, so the fun twist here is that when she’s feeling down about her work, she’ll go to the hanger where an RX-78 (the RX-78? It’s left unclear) is being stored and start talking to it. Rubber-ducking your mobile suit designs with an actual mobile suit is cute!! Things unfold as you’d expect, with Rinne befriending her hacker kouhai, starting a rivalry with the office villainess, and getting intimidated by her boss Sophie. It’s nothing revolutionary, but that’s fine, because the setting alone does a ton of the lifting. While no named characters from any official Gundam series appear, they’re namedropped ever so occasionally, and there’s plenty of cameos and lore sprinkled about for a Universal Centuryhead to lap up.

Of course, Rinne invites her boss over for dinner a bunch and discovers her soft and vulnerable side, and the two of them engage in a slowburn office situationship while trying to also trying to win the Gundam Development Project, an internal competition to develop next-generation experimental mobile suits. And wouldn’t you know it, office politics are afoot. She’s been keeping it from Rinne, but Sophie was originally an engineer from Zeonic. Trust issues ensue, as do complicated feelings about being in love with someone who designed the weapons that nearly killed you. The leadership of Anaheim has a clear bias towards Federation-style suits, and still views the Zeonic hires with scorn and suspicion, even if they bring useful perspectives in design philosophy. Sophie wants to design every part with cost and performance in mind! That’s what enabled the Zakus, after all. But if we skip ahead and look at the results, the end goal of this intra-office competition seems to have been extravagance bordering on wastefulness. Rinne and Sophie’s team produce a fairly standard but combat-versatile Gundam, while the other teams contributed a hyper-flexible Gundam, a hilariously overinflated mobile armor that you can stick a Gundam into, and a Gundam with a fucking nuke attached to it.

Most romance VNs and stories in general have some sort of last-act plot development that threatens to end things so the couple can bounce back and have a narrative climax. Sickness, family, trauma, a breakup feint, really anything is fair game. Anaheim Girl’s Love Story pulls out the most brutal one yet – “Stardust Memory happened”. It turns out that Anaheim has been playing both sides of the emerging Delaz conflict, and was planning on giving your team’s ship to a particularly unhinged Zeon commander as a gift of goodwill and temporary alliance. In doing so, they dismantle the iconic Gundam armor from the mobile suit frame, replacing it with a new and undeniably Zeonic red outer shell. It’s a genuinely fucked-up moment! To see your child ripped away from you and corrupted into being the other kind of war crimes monster, and your boss/girlfriend knew this was going to happen and was too ashamed to tell you. Rinne runs out of oxygen while trying to stop the Gebera Tetra from deploying, and falls into a coma afterwards. By the time she wakes up, the events of Stardust Memory have all played out, and things are in the process of returning to normal. Our protagonist ends up on a research vessel to Jupiter to test cutting-edge mobile suits, but promises to meet up with Sophie again when she returns. One wonders if she got recruited into joining Paptimus’ crew while on Jupiter, and was subsequently killed by Kamille. The timelines just barely overlap to make it possible!

Anyways, that’s Anaheim Girl’s Love Story. I’m not sure how fleshed out the hacker girl’s route is, or if there are different endings I could have gotten on mine. Maybe I’ll give it another shot next year. This game is by no means amazing. It is on some level just a softcore lesbian eroge with a Gundam coat of paint. But the delicacy with which it fits itself into the UC chronology without messing things up or being a fully irrelevant plot, the care put into having these ladies fall in love and do the usual OL yuri rituals, the honesty with which it carries itself… I’m so charmed by it all. I don’t know if I’d recommend it outright (you’d want to already be very invested in this slice of Gundam, and you need a VM with an older version of Windows to play it, and I think the website linking to the patch went down earlier this year), but I’m so happy that this exists in the first place and that I got to play it.

What I am less happy about is that this visual novel made me trick myself into watching Gundam 0083: Stardust Memory. This is entirely on me, mind. Most lesbians are fooled into watching Stardust Memory because they saw images of Cima Garahau online, but I was ready for that trick. No, I genuinely wanted to fill in the finer plot details of the 6.5/10 visual novel I just played. Oopsies.

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Injury Report (quinn hughes x actress!reader)

summary: fluff!! childhood bsfs to lovers, mutual pining, you go to a Canucks game during one of your free days to see your best friend, quinn hughes play. unfortunately the game results in a knee sprain. you and quinn go back to your house where you take care of him, and he realizes he can't spend another day without you.

warnings!! baby fever, domesticity, injury (knee sprain), makeout, kinda suggestive

a/n why is the reader always an actress? why are they always best friends to lovers? why is the team always playing the ducks? idk man leave me alone

wc: 4.4k

It was supposed to be a good night, at least a normal one. That’s what you thought as you were sitting up in the box seats with your hair curled as you smiled wide in Quinn’s jersey. Ellen and Jim were tucked away in New Jersey to see Jack and Luke, so you took it upon yourself to go see Quinn play. It was an away game in Anaheim, and you just happen to have a small home in Los Angeles, so you thought it would be the perfect time to go to a game. You and Quinn had planned this about a month out, realizing the game fell during a week where you had absolutely nothing going on. It was rare to have these moments considering you’re constantly working on new projects, but you were more than happy to spend that time with Quinn. You were cozied up in between Bella Boeser and Natalie Miller, watching as Natalie tried to tame her small children. One of her daughters, Scarlett, sat in front of you staring as you spoke with Bella about the latest fashion trends.

“Do you really have super powers?” Scarlett cut off your conversation, referring to your role in the marvel films.

“Man, I wish! I just play pretend for the movies.” You shifted your focus to the small blonde girl who was sitting in front of you. In her eyes you could see the infatuation she had for you. You let your attention slip away from the game as this little girl asked you question after question. No doubt you had serious baby fever. It was hard not to when Natalie and J.T somehow made the most well behaved children on the planet.

“Who's your favorite player on the team?”

“Ooh probably Quinn Hughes because he’s one of my best friends, but your dad is pretty cool too.”

“Um, did you know that um Mr. Quinn has um two other brothers that play hockey too?” her T’s coming out as D’s.

“Yes I did! I’m also very good friends with Jack and Luke.”

“Do you like the brothers teams better or daddy’s team with um Mr. Quinn?”

“That's tough. I can’t pick or they’ll all get mad at me, but tonight I'm a Canucks fan.”

You didn’t know at the time, but while you were in deep conversation with Scarlett, the stadium's camera panned to you. This was always bound to happen whenever you went to one of the boy’s games, considering you were an A list actress with an impressive catalog. Quinn, who had just gotten off the ice, shifted his attention to the screen above him and he couldn’t help but smile at the sight of you being so gentle with the little girl. He was so hopelessly in love with you and everyone knew it, except for you. Watching you being so good to the small child made his mind create the scenario of you being the mother of his own children. It’s all he’s ever wanted, but the dynamic between the two of you always made him hesitant. Worried that it might create tension between himself and his brothers. Unfortunately for him, the tv camera quickly shifted to the smile he wore while watching you. The media was constantly trying to conjure up stories about the two of you. That you were secretly dating, hookup buddies, engaged, pregnant, but the sad truth is that the two of you had always just been friends. You and Quinn weren’t the type of people to talk about each other to the media, so you always left it up to the people to keep guessing. All they knew was that the two of you grew up together, and the rest was up to their imagination. 

“Hey! That’s my kid!” J.T yelled, pulling Quinn from his trance. “And my wife!” He waved up at the screen. “Wait, why are they showing my family?” Quinn’s attention was still on the screen, focused on the woman who was now cut slightly out of frame as Scarlett climbed into Natalie’s lap.

“Look who’s next to em.” Quinn pointed to the screen causing the realization to hit J.T.

“Oh! It’s little miss Movie Star.” He nudged Quinn’s shoulder “Huggy bear’s bunny.”

“She’s not my bunny. She’s just a good friend.” Just. The word stung as it came out of his mouth. He didn’t want to be just a good friend, he wanted to be your person.

The game continued as normal now five minutes into the second period. You sipped on a terrible IPA that Bella grabbed for you, as you attempted to fix the beanie on top of your curled hair. You weren’t too nervous about tonight considering the Canucks were on a winning streak and were already leading 3-0 with Quinn scoring one goal. The feel of the night made you wish you could do this all the time. You wished to be wearing Quinn’s jersey in a way that said “He is mine. I love him and I claim myself as his.” instead of in a “I’m a famous actress who just wanted to go to a hockey game and I didn’t have anything to wear so I wore your jersey because we're friends.” way. You watched as the small children focused on the ice from the barrier in awe, casually throwing out a “Mommy, look at how fast daddy skated!” You wanted little hockey stars and movie stars to watch Quinn skate on the ice every night. You let your mind drag you to a world where you became a Canucks WAG, had your own last name on the back of your jersey, sitting back as your children cheered on their dad from the box. They would probably have the signature Hughes chestnut colored hair and striking smile. You wondered if they would want to be a hockey player like their dad, or an actress like their mom. You were kidding yourself knowing damn well that Quinn would have those kids on the ice before they could even walk. You let yourself get wrapped in the imagery of white picket fences and family dinners with Quinn, you almost missed the moment that shifted your entire night. 

You heard a loud bang and several “Oooh”s from the box, and looked down to see Quinn kneeling on the ice. He was in the neutral zone with the puck when one of the Ducks slammed their body directly into him causing him to fly over another player's back, landing legs first onto the ice. You immediately sprung from your seat, hand covering your mouth, as you made your way toward the barrier. You placed your free hand on the rail, leaning as far out as possible. Your heart began to race and your eyes filled with tears of shock as you watched the scene before you. As he tried to get up, Quinn’s face shifted from disgruntled to agonized in an instant. You felt a lump in your throat watching as he couldn’t manage to lift himself from the ground. You’d never seen him so hurt. His face tightened as he kept trying to pull himself up. You wished you were closer so you could scream at him to stop, but he was never one to throw in the towel. He was clearly trying to convince himself that he could get up and keep playing, but his body was failing. A mix of terror and sadness creeped through your entire body as the trainers pulled him from the ice. You stayed silent watching him disappear to the locker room, each breath shakier than the last. The media was going to have a field day with the shot of tears in your eyes watching him leave, but you weren’t thinking about that at this moment. Natalie walked over to you, placing a hand on your back to try and reassure you that he would be okay, as she guided you back to your seat. You couldn’t speak and frankly you didn’t want to. You didn’t even know what to say because everything you wanted to pour out was suggestive to the fact that you were really in love with him. 

The game was now 7 minutes into the third period, and Quinn has yet to emerge from the locker room. At this point, you assumed he wasn’t coming out at all. You sat back in your seat still staying silent as you anxiously watched the game in front of you. Your mind kept drifting to the sight of Quinn broken down on the ice like that. He was in so much pain and your fears heightened as you glanced back to the memory of him not being able to lift himself from the ground. You couldn’t just sit there waiting for an answer any longer, so you decided to pull out your phone in the hopes that maybe Quinn had his in hand. Your fingers shaking as you carefully typed out a message.

You: hey i dont know if you have your phone or not but im just really worried. are you okay? please please please tell me it’s not something serious?

quinny <3: Miss me on the ice? Bet the game is boring without me.

You: OMG YOURE ALIVE whats wrong? is it bad??

quinny <3: Luckily, I didn’t break anything. I sprained my knee. I'll be out for 2-4 weeks. The pain isn’t too terrible at the moment thanks to the meds they gave me.

You: meds?

quinny <3: Advil. Meet me outside the locker room after the game. 

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The Canucks won 5-2 without Quinn on the ice. Now, you stood outside the locker room with Bella and Natalie, waiting anxiously for him to walk out. Brock came out first, giving you reassurances that Quinn would be alright before walking out with Bella, hand in hand. J.T arrived next, swooping his two daughters off the ground after greeting his wife with a victory kiss. He teased you about the way Quinn smiled at you when you were on the screen. Natalie sent him a slap to his chest and the family made their way out. It was only you left standing. All the other players had exited along with their families. You tapped your foot on the carpet below you, pulling your phone out to the time every couple seconds. Finally, your gaze caught Quinn’s as he walked out of the doors with crutches at his side and a brace on his knee. His eyes soften at the sight of you.

“Hey, Quinny.” Your tender voice trembling out at the sight of his injured knee.

“Hey Y/n/n” He says before placing his crutches against the wall to bring you into a tight embrace. You stuffed your face into the crook of his neck, getting a whiff of his designer cologne. His grip on your waist tightened at the comfortability of your touch. You moved your head to rest on the soft fabric of his hoodie as you gave him one final squeeze. As you pulled back, hands resting on his arms, you caught a slight smirk on his face.

“Nice jersey. That mine or yours?”

“Might’ve maybe stolen it last time I was at your place.” Your smile widened as he let out a soft chuckle.

“Was wondering where that went.” He grabbed the crutches from off the wall, leaving your touch. You stared at him and grew a frown at the thought of him being in pain. When he was settled you grabbed his hand, subtly rubbing against his fingers.

“I was so scared, Quinn.” You gave him an empathy filled half smile.

“Yeah, I know.” His eyebrows raised as he reached towards his back pocket to grab his phone. He quickly handed it to you so you could see the photo of you in the box with the caption “Y/n L/n in tears after Quinn Hughes’ injury” Your mouth gaped open as you underestimated how quick they would be “That’s the official NHL instagram account, by the way.” He laughed as you stared down at the phone. He quickly snatched the phone from your grip when he caught you looking through the comment section. “Nope. Not doing that.”

“Hey I was still looking.” You protested, crossing your arms.

“No, because when you read the comments you get all sad, and then you cry, and then I have to comfort you.”

“You don’t like comforting me?” You tilted your head to the side with a fake frown.

“That’s not what I meant. I would just much rather hang out with the happy version of you.” He gave you a soft smile as he squeezed your hand. “I don’t mean to be pushy, but I was promised a bed tonight.”

“Alright then” You laughed and turned your body towards the exit “Onward we go captain!” Quinn’s hand left yours as the two of you exited the arena

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Arriving at your small, cozy home in LA you quickly raced to the door to hold it open for Quinn. Faint noises from the city rang through your ears as he slowly pulled himself towards the door in silence. You couldn’t help but frown at the state he was currently in. You shut the door behind him, taking in the scent of your fresh linen candle. You walked over to the back porch to crack it lightly, allowing the fresh California air to fill the small home. You turned around to find Quinn making his way to the kitchen.

“No no no.” You quickly walked to him and grabbed his shoulders to lead him to the couch. “You need to rest.”

“Y/n I’m fine, seriously.” He protested as you pushed him closer to the cushions. He took his spot sitting on the couch, placing the crutches on the ground as you stared at him on your feet.

“Let me take care of you, please.” His gaze shifted towards the back porch. “Do you want food?” Your hands on your hips as you gave him a stern look. He sighed as his eyes softened, looking back at you accepting defeat. 

“What do you have?” He shifted his position to where he was laying on his side to face you, kicking off his shoes.

“Frozen pizza?” You asked quietly, brushing his hair back with your fingers. He leaned into your touch, nudging his head closer to your hand.

“Sounds good to me.” He gave you a soft smile, watching as you removed your hand from his hair walking towards the kitchen. He picked the remote from off the coffee table, his gaze still centered on you, as you reached for the pizza in the fridge. He laughed quietly to himself watching you prepare him food in his jersey. He wanted this to be every night for him, coming home to see your face after a bad game. He admired the way your highlighter beamed off your cheekbones from the soft glow of the sink light. You began preheating the oven while he turned his focus to the tv in front of him. Quickly turning on The Office, knowing you’d seen it a million times, so you would be okay with having conversations with him during the show. You made your way back to the couch, stopping at your tracks in front of him, giving him a good stare while the TV played softly in the background.

“Can I help you?” He laughed watching you stand directly in front of him.

“Do you have a shirt I can wear?” You asked, squinting your eyes at him.

“This is your house. I know you have your own shirt.” He smiled looking up at you.

“Not any comfy ones! All my good clothes are in New York. You know I'm never here.” You huffed out crossing your arms. Quinn let his head hang in defeat, pointing at the bag towards the door. He moved his head to prop on the arm of the couch to watch you walk to his bag. He stared with a soft smile as you unzipped the bag, finding his white tee with a blue Canucks logo in the top corner. It was one of his favorites and he knew he wasn’t getting back. He admired your figure as you brought the shirt to your chest to see how it would fit you. What he didn’t expect you to do, was rip off your jersey right there at the entryway. The sight of you in only a bra and leggings made his heart drop and his face pink. He quickly turned his attention back to the TV, propping his head up with his hand. He glanced at you in his peripheral vision, trying his hardest not to look. Were you doing this on purpose? He didn’t know, but if you were, it was killing him. He glanced as you pulled the shirt over your head, pulling your leggings off to leave yourself in only your underwear. You decided that since the shirt cut just above your knees, there was no need to put in a pair of shorts. You left your clothes on the floor and made your way back to the couch where Quinn was sitting. His face flushed as he stared at the screen in front of him. You took your spot on the other end of the couch, lying down and letting your legs tangle in his. Your eyes were locked on the TV, but Quinn was only watching you. Admiring the way you looked, the way his heart dropped every time you shuffled your legs, and thinking back on the sight of you half naked in front of him. The two of you stayed in this spot for a while, with you getting up to put the pizza in the oven, and then again to get it out. As you walked back to him with two plates in hand, his mind was only on the fact that you had no pants on under his T-shirt so casually in front of him. 

“Thanks, Movie Star.” He grinned wide as you handed him the plate. The two of you sat up, close to each other but not touching, as you ate. “Seriously, I mean. For taking care of me.” He nudged your shoulder, as you leaned into his touch letting your head fall to his bicep.

“Anything for you, Quinny.” He laughed at your comment as you took another bite of your pizza. The two of you sat in silence, finishing every last bite of your pizza. Well, you ate it up to the crust and Quinn stole the leftovers from off your plate. When you both finished, you brought both plates to the kitchen to set them down in the sink. Quinn shifted his position back to lying down as you returned empty handed. So very naturally, you made your way back to the living room, lying down in between him and the back of the couch. You rested your head on his chest and wrapped your arms around his torso. He maneuvered himself so he was able to place his arm around your back. You and Quinn had been in this position before, it was normal for you to cuddle up with each other when you watched TV. Tonight however, things felt different. Like there was a new found spark between the two of you. Quinn felt his nerves tense up in a way they had never before as you played with the bottom of his hoodie, your fingers slightly brushing against his bare skin. You could feel his heart beating against your ear which was always bound to make your body relax against him. You shifted the attention of your fingers from his hoodie down to his knee. Your touch grazed over the brace, a feeling of pity washed over you.

“Does it hurt?” You asked quietly, your eyes never leaving his knee.

“No. It’s not too bad. I’ve dealt with worse.” He let out a soft chuckle. “What’s gonna get me is the fact that I can’t play, but i’d like to distract myself from that right now.” He took your hand in his, moving from the brace back up to his side. Your thumb rubbed the soft fabric of his hoodie back and forth as you took in the scent of his laundry detergent. His hand lightly tracing up and down your back while the two of you watched the TV. You melted into his touch, having to fight the urge to keep your eyes open as he tickled your back in such a comfortable way. You moved yourself slightly, to where you were now lying on his shoulder. Your head was tucked into the crook of his neck, his beard subtly scratching your forehead as he tightened his hold on you, bringing you closer to his body. 

“I love you, Quinn.” you murmured softly.

“I love you too.” He nuzzled his head in closer to yours. It made you sad, but it shouldn’t. He loves you, but he doesn’t love you in the way that you want him to. You carefully played with the strings of his hoodie as he absentmindedly leaned into your touch further. The two of you let the show play, not saying a word to each other. Just appreciating the peaceful moment. It caused Quinn to realize that he couldn’t play pretend anymore. He couldn’t keep acting like there was nothing between the two of you, because there most definitely was. He knew he wanted to marry you, have children with you, see your beautiful face at every Canucks game, and have every night be exactly like this. He wanted to spend the rest of his life with you, and he wanted the rest of his life to start now.

“Are you asleep?” He asked quietly, part of him hoping you were.

“Almost.” You nuzzled deeper into his neck

“Well, wake up. I got some things I want to tell you.” His voice was shaky, knowing that he was about to indulge in his childhood fantasies, or ruin a 15 year long friendship. You shifted yourself up looking down at him. Your hands on either side of his body.

“What’s on your mind Quinnifer?” You asked innocently, blissfully unaware of what was about to come. Quinn let out a long sigh, throwing his head back before looking back at you. Seeing you in this light, in his t-shirt, you looked more beautiful than any other woman he’s ever seen. He thought for a moment about saying nevermind, but he was already locked in to his plan at this point.

“Do you remember that time we both went to that gala in New York two years ago?”

“Mhm.” You nodded your head, still not understanding the situation.

“We went separately. Each of us dateless.” you laughed, making his face blush at the sound. “I walked into the room which was so crowded. Mostly with women, and Brock was teasing me asking which one I was gonna bring home that night.” He took your hand in his as you crinkled your nose. “But my eyes were only searching for you in the sea full of people, and when I finally found you standing by the bar in your silky navy blue dress, I thought none of these women compare.” Your face quickly turned red, your heart beating fast as you realized what he was getting at. “You were the most beautiful woman in the entire room. I stared at you for as long as I could before you caught me and ran over. You basically leapt into my arms and said…”

“Are you here with a date? Cool. Me neither. You’re my date now.” You finished his sentence, letting out a small nervous laugh.

“Let me finish!” He scolded with a smile. “When you placed your hand in the crook of my arm, that was the moment I knew I was in love with you.” Your face grew a shocked expression. Butterflies swarmed throughout your stomach, not expecting him to be this direct. You also had no idea that he felt this way, and it was the most blissful surprise you’ve ever received.

“Quinn, I-” you started but he quickly cut you off.

“Y/n, I wanna be your person.” A small smile grew across your face. “I don’t want to be ‘best friend Quinn’ anymore. I wanna be ‘boyfriend Quinn’. I want to spend the rest of my life with you, and I'm sorry if this is weird o-or if it makes you uncomfortable, but it’s the truth.” You cupped his face, hinting at his nervousness. “I just love you so much, and I can’t keep pretending I don’t. It actually pains me to walk around telling people that I'm just your friend.” You bit your lip, smile growing wider. “Oh and by the way, you're an asshole for taking your shirt off in front of me like that.” Your mouth gaped open and you started laughing. “Do you know how hard it was not to look?” His voice grew from anxious to relieved at your reaction to his speech. You moved in closer, now with each of your legs on either side of his body.

“Does it make me evil if I told you I did it on purpose?” You scrunch your nose. 

“Yes!” He laughed making you laugh along with him. You nervously began playing with the strings of his hoodie, his hands moving to your waist.

“Quinn, I’ve waited for you to say those words since the day you taught me how to drive the boat in eighth grade.” His smile grew wide in relief pulling you in closer. Your faces now only inches apart. “Can I kiss you now?”

“Please.” He said eagerly as you closed the space between the two of you. Melting into his lips immediately, the kiss was one that had clearly been held back for far too long. His hands squeezed your waist while yours ran up through his soft hair. You parted your lips slightly, allowing his tongue to enter your mouth. You let out a soft moan at the feel of his hands moving down to your ass, a touch that you’ve wanted for so long, but could never express. You both pulled back, resting your foreheads against each other. The sound of the TV drowned out by the heavy breathing from the two of you. Quinn managed to steal one last peck from you, moving one of his hands up to cup your face.

“I love you so much, Quinn.”

“I love you, Y/n.”

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sleeping with the devil | A Fantilli

summary: adam’s dancing with the devil after his girlfriends death

warnings: death, drunk driving, car crash, no real ending.

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Adam can still remember everything that happened that night, he remembers the screaming, crying, the lights in the hospital.

Luca remembers watching through the window of the hospital room as his parents told his brother the news, him screaming in denial. He was ripping the breathing tubes from his nose and trying desperately to claw his way past his parents to get to you.

Luca remembers holding Adam every night when he’d wake up screaming from the nightmare of reliving that night over and over again.

The only time he was ever at peace was when he was asleep and still then he had to watch you die all over again, the blood dripping down your forehead, your skin so pale. He wanted to just reach out and hold you, but he couldn’t because what came next was the replay of that drunk driver smashing into the passenger side of his car, your body being thrown out the windshield.

He never thought he would go to your funeral, constantly saying he didn’t want to go. His parents and friends tried to change his mind but he wouldn’t budge.

On the morning of the funeral Luca got ready in his suit before walking into Adam’s room, to attempt to convince him.

Instead he walked in on his brother, sobbing into your hoodie.

The sobs were gut wrenching. Much like when a little kid is hurt.

His baby brother was hurt.

Adam was startled when Luca’s hand landed on his back “hey bud… it’s time to go”

Throughout the entire service Adam held his mom’s hand and listened to everyone tell stories about you.

He liked listening to them but he knew nobody in this world could tell stories that would compare to his.

You were his best friend and the stories you shared, they would make Oscar winning movies.

You would always be his star.

After the funeral your parents spotted him and immediately wanted to talk.

“Adam!”

“Oh hi, sorry I haven’t been-“

Your mom cut him off with a hug “It’s been hard for everyone but we know you’ve been struggling. We just miss you”

That night he went back to your house for the first time since the accident and had dinner with your parents. It hurt him so bad but he knew your parents needed it to heal so he put on a brave face.

The first year was weird for Adam.

When your birthday came around, he bought and wrapped a lot of gifts. They were never opened and everyone was a little concerned for him but they let him be, just happy he was ok.

He wasn’t ok.

On your anniversary, he took himself to eat at your favourite pizza place together in Ann Arbor. It was the first time he’d been in since you passed. The guy behind the counter looked at Adam sadly before saying “I’m so sorry about your girl”

He smiled softly before taking his pizza and sitting at your table. He set out a paper plate on your side and even got a bottle of the juice you liked.

“Six years we’ve been dating huh?” He mumbles, biting into the slice.

“Love You so much baby, I miss you”

As the year went on people were less worried, he began socializing more and he was becoming Adam again.

When the draft rolled around his family knew it would be hard.

Luca prayed that the projections were right and that Anaheim would take him. So he could be as far away from here as possible.

That wasn’t the case when he was drafted by Columbus. Walking onto that stage he shook everyone’s hand before looking at the camera and opening his suit jacket to show your name largely embroidered by his heart.

At home, your parents watched on wearing their Fantilli jerseys and crying when they saw his jacket.

Holding one another infront of the tv your dad mumbled “He’s the best kid”

And when he had finished all of his interviews Adam found a text on his phone from your mom

she would be so proud of you adam. Congratulations sweetheart, you’ve made us all so proud!

he replied

thanks mom! love you guys

mom. that was the first time anyone had called her mom since the accident. she held onto that text and looked at it everyday.

Adam’s parents and Luca were concerned about him moving to Columbus.

“Adam just stay in Michigan! Stay with me another year”

Adam sighed and shook his head “No, I want to go and I want to get away with a fresh start”

“But-“

“I can’t be reminded of her in everything I do anymore! I want to go out and not have to avoid eating somewhere because she’s there in my memories” he cried out.

“Adam you need to adapt at some point”

Adam’s head swings around to face his brother, angry tears lining his eyes “I’ll never be able to ‘adapt’ Luca! She’s gone! Dead! I was driving the car-“

“You didn’t kill her!” He shouted back. Part of him wanted to stop the other half knew Adam hadn’t spoken about it and that he needed to get it out.

“I was driving the car!” He screamed, standing up and looking over his big brother “I could’ve saved her!”

“Adam nothing was going to save her” he hand rested on Adam’s arm “there’s only one person to blame and it was the drunk driver in the other car”

Luca stared at Adam’s shaking shoulders as he sobbed silently before he said “The last thing I told her was ‘you’re gonna be ok’ — I lied to her”

Luca leaned forward and grabbed his brother into his hold, squeezing him tight

“It’s gonna be ok”

“I should’ve protected her”

It didn’t take long for Nick to take Adam under his wing in Columbus. It made Luca feel better even if Nick was never his captain the boys had no bad things to say about the Blankenburg boy.

Luca was just happy he’d be looked after.

Adam met Paige at a party, Nick’s birthday party. She was a friend of a friend and they hit it off really well.

Adam wasn’t looking for a relationship and he didn’t tell anybody about Paige but he was enjoying himself, finally feeling free again.

Luca noticed his brothers happier tune over the phone and even asked Nick and Kent what was going on to which they claimed to have no idea.

Adam kept Paige private for a while, hanging out and going to dinner a few times a week. She was nice and they got along really well.

She was pretty, she was gorgeous actually and Adam felt weird about his feelings. He questioned them for a while before he eventually made a move on her in his apartment.

His body was relieved of a lot of anxiety after that, like all of his pent up emotions had just disappeared. Paige felt like a safe place for Adam. She didn’t judge him or ask questions she was just there for him.

Adam didn’t keep pictures of you guys in his new apartment or really any of your stuff with him, all of it resided in his parents house. So Paige never saw you, she didn’t know about you she just though Adam was some hockey player who liked being alone.

The were seeing each other for about six months before Adam made it official, asking her to be his girlfriend.

He’d slowly started mentioning her to his family and friends. The boys immediately calling Nick and Kent for information on the girl.

Kent didn’t like her, he said there was something off but Nick told him to play nice.

Adam took Paige to Ann Arbor to see the team play one weekend and to finally introduce her to his brother and his parents who had flown in to see Luca too. The meeting was fine, as Luca had described it but they weren’t overly eager to meet Paige.

Lately, Adam seemed caught up in hockey and his girlfriend too much so to notice what was going on around him.

That’s why it came as a shock to him when his big brother called him screaming down the phone.

“You didn’t call today? You couldn’t spare five minutes?”

“What are you talking about? What-“

Luca wants to laugh “Are you serious right now? You don’t know what today is?”

Adam scrunches his brows together “No? Should I?”

“You’re fucking with me right? You’re actually kidding me”

There was silence on the phone, both ends, before Luca said “It’s ok Adam I’ll go put flowers on her grave don’t you worry. You just enjoy your little girlfriend I’ll take care of y/n”

Adam’s breath hitched before he looked down at his phone and the date, it was the anniversary of your death.

“Luca I didn’t-“

“You know what Adam? I want you to be happy, I do! But she doesn’t deserve to be forgotten”

She stumbles “I didn’t forget!”

“Oh yeah? When have you visited? Her birthday, Christmas, your anniversary… none of it. You were too busy with her” he spat.

“Hey leave Paige out of this she didn’t do anything!”

“Whatever man, I’ll see you in the off season or whatever”

Adam was hurt. He was hurt because he had forgotten this day, it was too late to call your parents now and he was hurt his brother would dismiss him like that.

He soon shook it off and acted like nothing happened when Paige came over to stay the night.

When the Blue Jackets season eventually finished, Adam had invited Paige to come to Toronto and meet his family and friends from home.

Luca wasn’t too impressed with the idea, opting to stay in Michigan for as long as he could before headed back. He had to go back near the middle of the summer, it was your birthday party.

Every year your parents threw a massive party and they continued the tradition even after your passing instead using it as a space to gather your closest friends and family to celebrate your life.

Your mom and dad had invited all the boys from Michigan as they were some of your closest friends so Luca wasn’t alone with Adam and his new girlfriend.

Adam’s mom and dad weren’t best pleased he insisted on bringing Paige to the party

“It’s a bit disrespectful, Adam!”

“Her parents want me to be happy”

“Yes but they don’t need you flaunting your new girlfriend in their faces and on her birthday party no less”

They lost that argument with Adam not caring and taking her anyway. Paige got lost in the crowds that showed up for your party anyway, your parents didn’t really notice her.

The boys did, however and they weren’t best pleased.

“Who does she think she is?! This is y/n’s birthday!”

As the night drew in and people started to leave, a lot of guests began migrating towards the house. Which is where Adam and Paige were, in the living room trying to get warm.

Paige noticed a picture of Adam on the mantle, walking up to it and holding it in her hand “Why do they have a picture of you in here?”

Adam looked at the picture, from his draft. They were so proud.

“Oh they were really proud of me in my draft, I’ve played hockey here since I was a kid”

Paige’s face scrunched up “still it’s a bit weird your neighbour having a picture of you on their mantle”

Adam frowned “Not really, their daughter was my best friend”

best friend. ouch.

“Their daughter… this is her party right?” He hummed in response “What happened to her?”

Adam gulped and froze for a moment, he hadn’t thought about that night much lately.

“She was killed in a car accident by a drunk driver, underage too when we were in Michigan. I was in the car” he explained. He noticed an immediate uncomfortable shift in Paige’s posture after he said that.

He watched her eyes scan along the mantle some more before she stopped on the last picture, it was you both on the day you moved into your dorm at Michigan.

You were beaming so much and Adam was just happy you were happy. Kitted out in your athletics kit.

“Is this her?” Paige asked, looking at the picture with a slight shake in her voice.

“Yeah that’s Y/N” he said “Are you Ok?”

Paige put down the frame and turned to Adam “I have to tell you something”

He looked worried “What’s up, you’re scaring me”

Paige fidgeted with her fingers before she said to Adam in a whisper “It was me”

“What?”

She shook her head as if she was trying to stop herself “I was the drunk driver” she pointed to the picture of you both “That’s the girl, I killed her”

Adam’s breath got stuck in his throat and he couldn’t speak, he felt like he was drowning in his own body.

It all came back to him then, your screams, the car flipping, the scratching off the road, your sobs, crying out for help and the blood on your face as you looked at him as the life slowly left your body.

“Adam I’m so sorry! I didn’t know! You’ve never said anything about her and you don’t have pictures I didn’t even know her name they just showed me a picture” she cried, desperate for him to say something.

People had started coming in after hearing the commotion

“Whats going on?”

Adam had tears running down his face as he pulled at his hair and looked at her “Paige killed y/n”

“I didn’t know!” She screamed, everyone looked a little alarmed.

Adam’s parents sprung into action and took Paige out of the house with a simple “I think we step outside”

Johnny had turned to your parents and suggested some air “hey guys, how about we head out back again”

Leaving the boys all staring at Adam’s distraught figure in the middle of the room.

The stared for a moment before Luca approached his brother and said

“Nice job protecting her Adam, I’m sure she’s so proud”

Adam sobbed even harder, trying to hard to comprehend all of this.

“I’m sorry!” He yelled out, to nobody in particular as they’d all left him alone now. He was on his knees in tears looking at the picture of you on the mantle and he whispered

“I should’ve protected you, I didn’t protect you”

[luvhughes43]

nostalgia | trevor zegras x reader

suki waterhouse masterlist

part two

summary: y/n and trevor broke up as trevor had to leave her to play hockey in cali, since trevor did not want to do long distance. y/n thinks back to their relationship, the good and the bad, and thinks about how she wishes she could still be with trevor.

lyrics: "I talk about the past like i talk about you, i leave out every little thing that i dont like remembering" and "i miss you more than i say i do, you had to follow all your dreams, just wish that they included me"

word count: 0.8k

posted 3 years ago

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y/nuser z baby

it wasn't that uncommon for people to ask you about your relationship with trevor. You’d be out at a sports bar with a few friends when Z's picture, or a highlight of his, would come on to the screen. Didn’t you two used to date? What was it like dating a hockey player? Is he a good person? Were all questions thrown your way. You usually just nodded or pretended you couldn't hear them. When you did feel nostalgia, and felt the need to talk, usually after multiple drinks but who was keeping track? you always made sure to tell everyone the happiest stories, the funniest jokes. You didn't like remembering the breakup and heartache. It was a long night of questions.

You escaped to the bar, dark blue light hitting off your face as you waited for the bartender to pass over your drink. you felt somebody nudge your shoulder, and you turned to find a girl around your age smiling at you. “Hey so i heard that you and Trevor Zegras used to-” 

You turned back to the bar just as the bartender took somebody else’s order a few spots away. Your drink was set in front of you and you were glad for the distraction, quickly downing it. “So like I was just wondering if you knew his type or… like had his number or something?” she continued on, clearly not getting the hint that you weren’t interested in the conversation.

“No i don't know him” you snapped as you pushed yourself up off your barstool and onto the crowded walkway. You shoved passed the blonde who scoffed loudly at you, and made your way to your friend. 

“I’m going to head out” you shouted over the ESPN theme and the shouts of sports fans. Your friend turned her head towards you, she bit her lip, and you could sense the pity coming off her in waves. “Is this about trevor? Sweetie, I thought you said you guys had a great relationship? There’s nothing for you to be sad about” her voice was like honey as she trailed her hand from your shoulder down to your wrist. She held onto your hand for a second before dropping it. 

You hadn’t told her how much you missed him, or the heartbreak you went through because of everything that happened. 

You tried to give Vanessa a reassuring smile, “Vanessa, I'm fine it's just too crowded in here”

“Okay well I don't want you to become a hermit or anything” she turned towards the guy she was after and gave an obnoxious fake laugh. You chuckled just to satisfy Vanessa before you turned quickly on your heel and made it the hell out of the building. 

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y/nuser lake day🌞

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Baby! Come here! Trevor shouted down from the docks. 

I'm coming, I'm coming! You giggled as you finished lathering yourself up with sunscreen.

Look, I'm gonna show you how to paddle board, it’s so easy. I'll take you for a ride he smiled at you as you practically ran down to the dock. 

When you finally reached him, he grabbed you by your waist and spun you around. He set you down and he pressed his forehead against yours, I love you.

I love you! Trevor, please we can figure this out! You cried as he started packing up your things from his room. 

y/n i've thought a lot about this, and i'm leaving. I’m going to play for Anaheim and you’re not coming with me. He said, and it shocked you how casual he sounded about it. Just this morning he had told you he had loved you, letting you believe you guys had a chance.

Baby please… I don't have to come with you, we can do long distance or… we can think of something just please! You put your hands on top of his, effectively stopping him taking your clothes out of his dresser. 

I don't want to, he whispered and you swore it was a curse.

posted 1 years ago

trevorzegras

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trevorzegras a dream come true

Every time you saw him post, or saw a highlight or reel of him, your heart broke a little more. You couldn't help but miss him, even after how he broke things off with you. 

If anyone asked, you swore things broke up amicably, with the two of you smiling and wishing each other off well. You never let anyone know the heartbreak he caused, because you felt so stupid about it. He blindsided you, and if people knew how much you actually missed him… it made you feel sick. 

Despite it all you wished he could have seen you in his future. You could never be mad at him for having to follow his dreams, but the way he handled it… you hated that you still loved him so much. 

[ohmyeyesmyeyes]

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jack hughes x singer!reader

fc: gracie abrams

warnings: swearing

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ynofficial: rest sing read repeat

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fan3: be honest how mad were you that the sing didn't match the mantra?

ynofficial: i had to put my phone down and contemplate stuff for half an hour before i could even post it

fan4: SOUTH AMERICA TOUR WHEN???

fan5: so about your tweet...

fan6: finish the sentence and reveal ur man or else

ynofficial: that's the friendliest threat i've ever had omg ur adorable

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jhughes: ;)

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fan7: i burnt my finger liking this bc it's so hot

fan8: miss u

fan9: marry me immediately

fan10: the last picture?????? girl???????

fan11: he got one i think yeah sorry

fan12: pls don't hurt yourself

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ynofficial: when i tell you this trip was spontaneous i mean we booked it and left in two hours

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fan13: some might say that's called character development

ynofficial: (+anxiety)

fan14: respectfully your man's back is filthy fine

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fan15: invite me next time

fan16: timothee?????

fan17: let's not get ahead of ourselves

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jhughes: my spotify wrapped in two photos

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fan18: dw we're y/n fans too

_quinnhughes: very subtle

lhughes_06: he's shooting his shot

fan19: she liked so i'd say his shot was pretty accurate

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ynofficial: wow. why am i blushing rn?

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fan20: next album about jack hughes confirmed?

ynofficial: well they're definitely love songs i'll say that

fan21: love songs????? THEY'RE NOT DEPRESSING?????????

fan22: yk what? idc what anyone says i ship it

trevorzegras: if you come to anaheim i'll show you a better time

jhughes: i forbid it no way

fan23: not them fighting for yn in the comments

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jhughes: best year with my girl, love you to the moon and to saturn

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trevorzegras: you owe me $50

jhughes: no that's not what we agreed

trevorzegras: but you got caught before announcing it

fan24: trevor read the room

fan25: wish someone would take photos of me like that

ynofficial: fuck i'm so in love it's embarrassing

jhughes: it's part of my charm, dear

fan26: THE TAYLOR REFERENCE!!!!!!! dying

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ynofficial: when you smile i swear i die a little. my kingdom for a kiss upon your shoulder, easily

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ynofficial: also, if you didn't get it, i really love this man

ynofficial: on the back of that, jhughes, thank you for allowing me to relate to the happy taylor songs!

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fan27: i'm crying

fan26: parents

fan27: teaser of new lyrics??

ynofficial: yes, and i can confirm that the new album is about jack

fan28: i squealed

fan29: what about that tweet you deleted?

ynofficial: there are children here! i refuse to be blamed for destroying their innocence

fan30: omg jack getting annoyed at trevor for saying you should go to anaheim makes so much more sense

fan31: you guys have been dating since january?????

jhughes: god i'm so lucky

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[dragonflylady77]

what are your intentions with my brother?

Rating: G | 1623 words | shovel talk

A3 - dare romance for @harringrovesummerbingo

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Summary:

Max gives Steve the shovel talk

Steve knocked on the door and let himself in, like Max had instructed him to. He followed the voices and excited squeals to the kitchen.

“ Dad! ” Rosie screeched when she saw him, jumping off her chair and running into his waiting arms.

“Hello, princess. Did you have fun at Disneyland?” As much as Steve had enjoyed his child free weekend with Billy, he’d also missed his daughter.

“We saw Tiana and Merida and Buzz Lightyear, Dad, it was so amazing!” 

Steve walked to the table and deposited her back in her chair next to her friend.

“Ladies,” Steve said with a nod to Max and Roscoe, who was busy putting the final touches to what looked like an overly decorated cupcake.

“Hey, Steve. Coffee?” Max offered, getting up to make him one when Steve nodded.

The two little girls excitedly told him all about their fun weekend in Anaheim while they demolished their cupcakes and Max cleaned up the colorful mess of frosting and sprinkles covering the table.

“Roscoe, sweetie, why don’t you and Rosie go wash your hands then she can help you make sure your room is nice and tidy?”

“Okay, Mummy. Come on, Rosie.” 

The two girls left hand in hand, whispering to each other and Steve was pretty sure he heard something about a Prince William and a King.

“We need to talk.”

Steve turned back to Max, who was looking straight at him with a rather serious look on her face, the likes of which he hadn’t seen directed at him before.

“Um, yeah, sure, what’s up?” he replied, trying not to squirm. He hoped Rosie had been good for the Sinclairs, though he was pretty sure that was the case.

“I wanted to know what your intentions are with my brother.”

“My intent—what is this, the Middle Ages? We’re… friends,” Steve said, wondering how much Max knew and what she’d heard from Billy. He wasn’t sure how close the siblings were.

“Don’t feed me this bullshit, Steve. You’re more than friends and you know it.”

“Well, yes, okay, we’ve gone on a few dates and had, um, sleepovers, but I fail to see how it’s any of your business.” 

“Steve… you’re not as good at hiding your hook-ups with my brother from your child as you think you are.”

“What the fuck, Max?”

“Remember when I took them to the beach the other week?”

Steve nodded. He’d been so relieved when Max had offered to take Rosie after school and keep her until dinner time while he was stuck at school meeting with students and their parents.

“They built a sandcastle and then had a whole story going about Prince William and the King getting married.”

“Wh-what?”

“They know, Steve.”

“But… how?” Steve was in shock. He’d been so careful to keep his interactions with Billy separate from Rosie. Fuck .

Max shrugged. “I don’t know how, but they do. I need to know what your end game is, because I love my brother and he deserves better than some rushed trysts in a dark cupboard.”

“We…” Steve cleared his throat. “We agreed that it was better to keep things casual, and, um, see each other when Rosie was not home.”

“Steve, I like you, you’re a great dad and a good friend, but I know my brother and he doesn’t have a casual bone in his body. So you need to decide how you feel about him, and do the right thing.”

“And what would that be?” Steve was getting pissed off by Max’s interest in his sex life. “You know, he told me about what you apparently refer to as his ‘slut era’, so I’m not sure why you suddenly care.”

“Okay, that was completely different. Not sure how much he told you, but he was with Derek for four years. They were talking about getting married and finding a surrogate. They were looking at buying a fucking house together, Steve, then one day, Billy came home to find the douchebag in bed with their realtor, Stacey.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah. Apparently it’d been going for some time. Later, Billy found out that the bitch was pregnant.”

“What the fuck?!”

Max got herself a beer from the fridge, offering one to Steve who declined. He was trying to wrap his head around the bomb that Max had just dropped. While Billy had briefly mentioned the relationship on their first date, he hadn’t gone into details, and now, Steve could understand why.

“He kinda spiraled after that, which, fair enough. I thought I was going to lose him a couple of times, but he pulled through only to start hooking up with random guys, like, a different one every day of the week. I think he looked for the wrong guys on purpose, so there was no risk he’d get his heart broken again.”

“He told me he stopped after a while, because it made him feel empty,” Steve recalled. He was surprised to realize he felt the need to hug Billy and never let go.

“Yeah, that was two years ago, give or take. He threw all his energy into work, accepted a transfer to Seattle to oversee the new branch, and spent all the time he wasn’t at the office either at the gym or sleeping. He only came home for Christmas and Roscoe’s birthday. And yet, somehow, you two ended up playing Seven Minutes in Heaven in my hallway closet.” Max gave him a pointed look and Steve felt his cheeks heat up.

“I didn’t mean for anything to happen, I can promise you that.”

“Oh, I know. But I’d be lying if I didn’t say I had high hopes.”

“I’m sorry, what?”

The smirk on Max’s face was eerily similar to the one he’d seen on Billy’s, and the blue eyes only compounded the resemblance. “I had a hunch you two would get along. And I was right.”

“You usually are,” said a deep voice coming from the doorway.

Steve whipped around to see Lucas standing there—so tall, his head almost reached the top of the doorframe. “Lucas. Hi.”

“Hey, Steve,” Lucas replied with a smile, walking into the kitchen and dropping a kiss on Max’s awaiting lips. “Hi, baby. The girls upstairs?”

“Yeah, they’re supposed to be cleaning up but I have a feeling they’re reenacting the royal wedding again instead.”

Lucas chuckled and threw an amused glance Steve’s way. “I’ll go check on them and make sure Rosie didn’t forget to pack anything.”

“Thanks, babe.” Max watched him leave then turned back to Steve. “Like I said before my husband walked in, I had a feeling you and Billy would hit it off, and you did. You are now at a crossroad, my friend. I know you worry about Rosie getting attached to a potential partner in case things don’t work out, and I get that, really, I do, but you can’t keep going like this. Billy is…” Max let out a sigh and put her bottle down on the counter, fingers picking at the label. “Billy is not built for casual, Steve. He’s the ‘all or nothing’ kind of guy. He puts his whole heart into everything, including relationships. So you need to decide if that’s something you want in your life. If he is someone you want in your life. Otherwise, I need you to end things with him now, before he gets hurt by an attractive bisexual man again.”

Max got out of her chair, taking a moment to put her empty bottle in the sink, then stopping by Steve. She patted him on the shoulder a couple of times. “I’ll give you a week to think about it.”

Steve barely heard Max leave the room, lost in thought about everything she had said. She had filled in some of the blanks about Billy’s dating history that Steve had been too chicken to ask Billy about, and given him quite the shovel talk…

He was still puzzled about the fact that Rosie knew about him and Billy, but he wasn’t mad about it. Truth be told, he’d found himself liking Billy more and more as the weeks passed. Lately, he’d even started to think about how he could approach the subject of Billy with his daughter. 

He sighed and folded his arms on the table, resting his head on his hands, as he thought about what Max had said. The thing Steve didn’t get was why Billy would agree to be casual if it was so against his nature. Steve had tried dating since his divorce, with limited success. It was hard to take the time to get close to someone when your child and their well-being was your priority. But that hadn’t been an issue with Billy. 

Steve had heard about Uncle Billy on numerous occasions, and from the moment he had laid eyes on Max’s brother at Roscoe’s party, he had been entranced. He’d just had to follow Billy into that coat closet, going as far as to pretend it was an accident so he had a reason to start a conversation.

He’d been the one to text first and had let out a very undignified squeal when Billy had replied, earning himself a surprisingly scornful look from his six-year-old. Not only was Billy hot, but he was also funny, thoughtful, clever, and really amazing in bed. He could do things with his tongue that made Steve blush merely remembering about them.

So, yeah, fair to say, Steve was smitten. He really regretted suggesting they keep their relationship casual because now he wasn’t sure how to tell Billy he wanted more. Though, listening to Max, there was a high chance they would get their happy ending.

[wherewhereare]

Gwen Stefani is looking back on her musical legacy.

In a recent interview with PEOPLE, the pop icon says she wouldn't still be here today if it weren't for one special song: "Don't Speak."

"That song was written by my brother [No Doubt cofounder and ex-member Eric Stefani]. He would stay up all night and smoke cigarettes and eat burritos and write," Stefani, 55, says of the career-making hit, which appeared on No Doubt's 1995 album Tragic Kingdom. "It was completely different when he wrote it."

When the band played their new material for their label, "They said, 'We love the chorus. You should try to simplify the verses,'" Stefani recalls. "He sat at the piano with me and goes, 'Doo, doo, doo,' and he started with this super edited version of the melody of the verse. Tony [Kanal, No Doubt’s bassist] had split up with me, and I was about ready to die, and I wrote the words."

Looking back, "It’s one of those crazy rewrites — probably the only one in history ever that actually turned out to be the heartbeat of my

No Doubt assembled in Anaheim, Calif., in 1986 with Stefani as lead singer alongside Kanal, guitarist Tom Dumont and drummer Adrian Young. After most recently going on hiatus in 2015, the two-time Grammy-winning band reunited this past April for a special set at the Coachella music festival in Indio, Calif.

"We worked so hard, and we had so much chemistry between us, and we weren’t trying to 'make it.' Every time we went to the studio, it was like us procrastinating from real life to do what we were passionate about," Stefani recalls of the band's '90s breakthrough. "That’s why I feel like the music that we were making at that time was so unbelievably pure."

The band launched to mainstream fame with Tragic Kingdom's lead single, "Just a Girl," in 1995.

“'Just a Girl' is one of those miracles because I didn’t write it for anyone to hear. I was literally expressing what I felt at that point in my early twenties," Stefani says. "And it went from the girls looking at me [and] competing or 'What are you doing up there? How dare you try to be a girl and be onstage?' to they were my girls; we were one. I always thought I would [outgrow] it, but it almost feels more relevant than it ever has. And it’s such an innocent reflection on finding your own identity through your sexuality — or just thinking, 'Where do I fit in?'"

Nearly three decades later, Stefani still finds solace — and joy — in songwriting.

"I love writing songs. That's everything to me," she says. "If I want to feel like I have any kind of purpose or any kind of value or anything, it's about writing a song. That's where I get my fulfillment."

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Chapter Title: Trevor’s Mission (which he hopes is successful)

Jamie is in love with his bestfriend.

It was something that Trevor assumed ever since Jamie's best friend, Skylar, moved in with them at the end of the 2021-2022 NHL season. Okay, maybe he thought it since he met Jamie and based off the way he talked about her all the time.

The two were definitely super close, and when the girl moved in Trevor, was convinced that they were secretly dating. He saw the way they acted towards each other, so he decided that they are either: secretly in a relationship or just really close friends who refused to admit their feelings for each other.

So later that day after Skylar moved in, Trevor walked into Jamie's room to basically just ask the question he's had on his mind since this morning when she arrived.

"Jamie, I have a serious question to ask you," Trevor announces throwing open the door of the young defenseman's door, causing the then 20 year old to jump a little bit not expecting his roommate to burst through his door so suddenly.

"What is so serious that you had to almost put a dent in the wall with the doorknob, Z?" Jamie questions the 21 year old standing in the doorway.

"Are you and Skylar together? I see how the two of you act towards each other, and it might just be because you two are like really close friends-" Trevor starts to ramble after asking the question making Jamie interrupt him.

"Trevor, one: you're rambling, and two: no Skylar and I aren't together." Jamie responds looking back down to his phone.

"But you obviously like her." Trevor continues.

"Oh my god Trevor! I don't have a crush on her, and even if I did she probably doesn't feel the same" Jamie answers loudly while blushing out of embarrassment.

Obviously Trevor notices it and has to point it out. "Dude, you're literally blushing. Just admit it you like her."

"Nope! and I won't admit it because I don't have a crush on her." He denies trevor's claim once again.

The other boys nods his head before leaving the room.

"Close the door!" Jamie yells at Trevor from his spot on his bed. The scattered sound of Trevor's footsteps make its way back to Jamie's room shutting the door before walking away again.

By the time that Trevor walked into his own room, he had what he has claimed to his other teammates the "perfect plan" to get Jamie and Skylar together.

And that plan is going to be put into motion...

now

step 1: Get Skylar to admit that she likes Jamie

Welcome to The Feels! I wrote this while Jamie was still on the ducks (still upset about the trade btw) I think the whole story is going to be in Anaheim so enjoy :)

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Before Gwen Stefani wrote and performed hit songs like “Make Me Like You,” she learned a lot about music and love from her parents, Patti and Dennis Stefani.

The No Doubt singer’s mom and dad met at their high school in Anaheim, Calif., and they raised her and her three siblings — Eric, Jill and Todd — in the same city.

As fans of bluegrass and folk music, Patti and Dennis took Gwen to concerts when she was young, which helped spark her interest in music. This fostered a bond between them that wasn't deterred even when Gwen reached stardom, and she decided to keep living with her parents until her late 20s.

To this day, The Voice coach shares a close relationship with Patti and Dennis. For Mother’s Day in May 2024, Gwen posted a touching Instagram video montage, featuring photos of Patti posing with various members of their family. In her caption, she wished her “beautiful Mom + all the beautiful Mom’s out there” a happy Mother’s Day.

The following month, she shared a sweet Instagram photo dump with throwback shots of her and Dennis to celebrate him on Father’s Day. “Happy Father’s Day to my incredible Dad 🤍,” Gwen wrote in her caption. “I love u !!”

Here’s everything to know about Gwen Stefani’s parents, Patti and Dennis Stefani.

Patti and Dennis met in high school

During a January 2005 interview with Rolling Stone, Gwen shared the story of how her parents first crossed paths.

“My mom and dad met at Anaheim High School,” she said. “After they got married, all they wanted to do was have four children, and they did.”

They married in 1966

Ahead of exchanging wedding vows with fellow Voice coach and country star Blake Shelton in July 2021, Gwen shared moments from her bridal shower with her family on her Instagram Stories.

"The Sweet Escape" vocalist posted a card with a copy of “The Mass on the Day of Marriage” of her parents, which showed that their wedding date was June 11, 1966.

The card served as her "something old," and it read, “Wishing you all the happiness your heart can hold... today, tomorrow, always. We love you so very much!”

They raised Gwen and her siblings in California

After Patti and Dennis tied the knot, they welcomed four kids: daughters Gwen and Jill, plus sons Eric and Todd.

Gwen had a positive experience growing up in the greater Los Angeles area. While speaking with Clash in April 2016, she recalled that her parents were regular churchgoers and described an overall “happy home.” She elaborated, “We were kind of like the most idealistic family that you could imagine.”

The performer lived with Patti and Dennis in Anaheim until she was 26, around the time "Just a Girl" climbed to the top of the charts.

“My parents were quite strict with me and I was living at home even into my 20s, and I would have to come home and knock on my parents’ door,” she shared in a March 2017 video about the meaning of the 1995 hit.

She admitted, "I just wanted to write a song to express how I was feeling in that moment and I never in my wildest dreams thought that anyone would hear it."

Patti and Dennis shared their love of music with Gwen

During her January 2005 interview with Rolling Stone, Gwen recalled her parents introducing her and her siblings to bluegrass and folk festivals.

Folk and country-rock artist Emmylou Harris was one of the first shows Gwen ever attended. “She had just had a baby and she took a break in the middle of the show to go feed the baby," she recounted. "I couldn't believe it.”

Years later, when Gwen started experimenting with her voice and style, she gave her dad a demo tape of a song she wrote titled "End It on This." The artist told Vogue in April 2008 that Dennis would listen to it while going to work and play it for others. He later came back to her with thoughts that immediately stuck with her.

"I remember two things he said to me. One was 'Everybody's saying that your songwriting is really good and you should just keep going,' " she told the outlet. "And the other was 'Don't ever take lessons, because your voice is really unique. There's just something about it.' ”

Dennis is a marketing executive

According to his LinkedIn profile, Dennis has been the executive vice president at the marketing and consulting company, Added Value North America, since 1989.

The marketing executive’s specialties include “brand and innovation strategy” as well as “new product development systems” and “integrating consumer insights to inspire and guide new product identification.”

Dennis earned an MBA from the College of Business and Economics at California State University, Fullerton, and previously worked at DRI International, TBWA Chiat Day and Yamaha Motor Corporation.

Patti was a dental assistant

When Gwen spoke with Rolling Stone in January 2005, she shared that Patti quit her job as a dental assistant to stay home with her and her siblings.

Gwen’s wedding cake was a recreation of Patti and Dennis’

On Gwen and Blake’s wedding day in July 2021, they celebrated with a cake made by Dallas-based Fancy Cakes by Lauren. The business shared photos of the cake on Instagram, which featured bells, sugar flowers, white chocolate cherubs and white swan pillars.

“Our bride wanted to make a sentimental statement by recreating her parent’s wedding cake,” the caption read about the dessert's inspiration. “Both of Gwen’s parents were there to see her honor them with this cake.”

Five years prior, in June 2016, Gwen and her sons celebrated Dennis and Patti’s 50th wedding anniversary with a party and a three-tier wedding-style cake decorated with white roses and gold leaves. Gwen shared glimpses of the special day on Snapchat, posting a photo of the cake and a photo of her parents sharing a kiss.

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Forever my girl | Jamie Drysdale: One

summary: when the news hits, Jamie has to go home

first few chapters are gonna be short!

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Jamie just got done playing three back to back games, ended up at the club now he’s got a blonde in his bed he doesn’t know the name of.

The tv was still on from last night, he doesn’t like having to listen to them talk to him when he’s just trying to get laid.

The news was playing and through his sleep covered eyes he saw something familiar, his hockey rink. His home hockey rink.

He reached over the girl and grabbed the remote, turning it up.

“Last night around 11:35 locals witnessed the car flip after sliding on the ice after colliding with a drunk driver, The driver was pronounced dead at the scene. The driver, Ryan was from port hope known to locals as just simply hope, they will hold a vigil tomorrow for the deceased”

He watched the picture on the screen, Ryan, his best friend. Dead.

Jamie moved himself out of the bed to pick up his phone, googling the news for more information.

Then he called the team

“I gotta take a few days off”

“Jamie, what we’re literally in the run up to the playoffs you can’t just leave”

“I’ve got some stuff to deal with at home, I’ll be back in a week” He snapped “Listen… I have to go, I’m not asking I’m telling you”

Then he slipped out the room, leaving the girl alone in the bed with a couple hundred dollar bills on the nightstand with a note ‘for an uber’

The whole time he was in the airport, he was ignoring the phone calls and text messages from personnel and teammates asking him if he’d lost his mind and that he had to come back to Anaheim.

You were getting Billie ready for the vigil “Do I gots to wear this dress, mama?”

“Yes, uncle Ry loved this dress on you babygirl”

She sighs “I miss him”

And you smile softly and kiss her nose “we’re all gonna miss him sweetpea, now let’s go or we’ll be late”

She nods and holds your hand, squeezing it

“C’mon let’s go”

You were still running late, regardless of trying to get there on time. You only had enough time to park the car before pulling Billie out and running to the church.

“C’mon now and your remember when we get in there you give- oh!” Turning into the stairs of the church you stumbled over someone sitting on the stairs.

You stood back “I’m so sor-“

Your words failed you as you made eye contact with him. Neither of you said anything, you just pushed Billie “C’mon”

Inside the church, you sat by Charlie, frowning.

“What’s wrong?”

You shook your head before you said “Jamie’s here”

“What?”

“Jamie… he’s outside”

You saw the way Charlie held onto Billie’s arm, almost subconsciously his way of protecting his niece from his brother.

After a lot of tears and shared stories of who Ryan was, you were leaving the church listening to Billie tell you how much she loved him.

You saw Jamie sitting on the bench on the other side of the garden.

“Can you take Billie?” You ask Charlie who nods and says “Y/N you don’t have to-“

You were already half way across the front lawn by then, Jamie stood up now waiting for you to come over

“Hey y/n-“ his sentence was cut off by your hand slapping him across the face.

“You shouldn’t be here, Drysdale”

hi jamie. it’s me, y/n

I’m calling, again. you haven’t called me back yet but I’ve got something really important to tell you so please I’m begging you to just call me back. please. I love you, whatever has happened we can work through it together I promise you that whatever you have to say won’t shock you half as much as what I’ve got to say.

[cigarretteluvr]

my november is right now

as i find myself at winters doorstep, i think how transformative this time of year always seems to be for me

sad spring showers and lazy beach days may just serve as filler episodes to the life i embark on in the fall. it's unfathomable to me that the girl running around anaheim in july is the same girl writing this now. i feel like i've been asleep and woken up a version of myself i didn't realize i've always wanted to be.

discovering music i never thought i'd like, radiating joy, living life fanatically. opening doors and closing others-- every november, like clockwork.

this november my lungs are full of light and my heart is full of love. excitement flows freely though me. i feel myself dance my way out of life's tests and singing when i would typically scream. reading and writing and playing music and doing everything i’ve ever wanted to do. i’ve built a life for myself full of laughter and music and pasta and wine. everything feels like it's within my reach.

my toenails are blue. i've switched perfumes and i'm ordering different drinks at bars. my screen time is nonexistent and i'm laughing from my stomach more often than not. my reflection is unrecognizable, but i see myself clearer now than ever. november is so sweet to me. every november.

november 2018. i was fifteen and i listened to flower boy for the first time. i was driving through (or rather, looking out the window as my dad drove through) the grapevine into los angeles. it was my dream to be here, make movies.

i downloaded the album on spotify to give a full run through. i thought road trips were the best way to appreciate music (and still do). i started with november (it seemed topical). i was inspired. instantly. i fell in love with the song, with the album, with music, with life. driving through la for the first time with tyler scoring the ride-- it doesn't get more magical than that at fifteen. as determined as i was to make a life for myself down here before that, it became the only thing that mattered after. i became engulfed in a lust for life that was only fueled by the views at griffith, the art at lacma, the chaos of venice beach, and the magic of the hollywood sign.

november 2024. chomokopia soundtracks my way to dodger stadium. living life fuller than fifteen year old me could have ever imagined. camp flog gnaw all by myself, a radio show on air, friends all over southern california and endless stories to tell them. dressed in vintage clothing, writing updates on my tumblr.

i've known love and loss and made art (and got recognized for my art) and built friendships and experienced awe and danced and sang and made mistakes and learned from them

and fifteen year old me laid the foundation for all of it that november. had it not been for that brave, wide-eyed girl: nothing. so daring, so insatiable, so determined to make the most of life before it ever even hit her. driven and impatient, just like i am now (but better about it all now, i think).

i like to think i'm making her proud-- in the ways that matter at least. here i am fulfilling all her prophecies. and not for her, but because of her.

i have had many novembers that have completely changed me. sweet novembers, crazy novemebers. but this november feels extra sweet. sickeningly sweet. this november feels necessary. as dramatic as november 2018.

when i first listened to the song, i wondered what all my novembers could be. but now that i'm older, i realize my november is right now. always

[ourpickwickclub]

I was able to go to Anaheim and thought it was one of her best concerts I have been to and I started going to ND in 2001. This was my first SoCal concert since Blake’s shows in San Diego and LAX in March 2020 and I went to all of the LAX and Irvine shows on the Truth tour. The crowds are always great but tonight they were thunderous at times. And unlike the other tours which were so about her love story with Blake, this was all her. She played few older songs like Excuse Me Mister and I finally got to see Spider Webs and Simple Kind of Life in person! She also did a recreation of the epic boys vs girls Just a Girl competition from one of her earlier shows at the fasciity.

And, one of the real highlights of the show, I SAT NEXT TO EDGAR. I didn’t really get to talk to him as they sat down right before the show started. I introduced myself and told him I was one of the crazy fans who follow him on IG. We talked about his Japan trip but that was it. I heard his friends say they were going back stage after so he left pretty quickly. So if you see Edgar’s posts on IG, you can see my view of the stage

I

Amazing!!! It sounds like a phenomenal night!!

- B

[luvhughes43]

lovesick | trevor zegras x singer!reader

luvhughes43 masterlist🌷

request: what if … kpop idol!reader where the reader is like. a well established idol in a popular group and they date a hockey player that they had been childhood friends with and they get exposed by dispatch 🤭 perhaps with trevor??

note: i decided not to make this specifically kpop related because i think it would make more sense! thank you for the request i love it!

story note: the group members are jennie, rose, and lisa !

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ynoffical on tour with my girls🫂🖤💗 #lovesicktour

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lovesickgirls 🖤💗🖤💗

jennie having the most fun

rose some exciting people in the audience tonight!🤭

fan01 what?? who

fan02 idk but they’re performing in california tonight

trevorzegras excited to watch the show❤️‍🔥🔥

ynoffical 💗💗

fan03 ??? what who is that?

fan04 fan03 thats trevor zegras hes some hockey player. he plays in cali i think

fan03 fan04 oh do u think hes the special guest rose was talking about?

fan04 fan03 idk i can’t really picture yn with a hockey player tbh

you and Trevor had known each other since you were children. your parents met because your brother and Trevor played hockey together when they were younger, and so your parents quickly became friends. your parents' friendship led to many nights at the Zegras household and so on. 

you and Trevor had very similar lifestyles. the two of you never seemed to be in the same place for too long so it was increasingly difficult to ever spend time together. like last year for instance when Trevor was on off season you were busy in different states and countries performing at sold out arenas and shows. 

despite it all though, you and Trevor remained friends. which is why you were so excited to see him at your show tonight. 

you had got him to come to the arena early, so he could watch you and your group do soundcheck. “Visitor here!” your security guard called out as he walked into the empty arena where crew members were busy getting things ready for the show.

“Trevy!” you screamed, rushing down the stage steps and into his awaiting arms. he spun you around quickly, the both of you laughing as he finally set you back down. “i’m so excited you’re here!” you smiled up at him and he smiled right back.

“i’m so excited to be here! this is so cool" Trevor replied, letting go of you so he could survey the arena. the barricade was just being set up and the lighting was being tweaked. 

your group members had all greeted Trevor and then you guys moved on to soundcheck, marking your dances and performing some of your tracklist to adjust the sound. 

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trevorzegras sickest concert i’ve ever been to💯🔥

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jackhughes WHAT? I want to go??

trevorzegras you don't even like pop music

jackhughes i could get into it.

fan05 trevor likes the lovesick girls?

hockeyfan01 uhhh🤔

ynoffical so glad you could come💗

trevorzegras so glad you invited me❤️‍🔥

fan06 HE WAS INVITED BY YN???

the show was great, but in your opinion the private after party was better. after the show, Trevor met you backstage and you gave him a quick tour.

“God this is so cool!” Trevor marvelled at basically everything you showed him, “and you guys were so good tonight too, like unbelievable” Trevor continued, rambling about how cool this whole experience was for him. 

“Hey yn?” one of your group members jennie approached you two. “the girls and i are going to head back to the hotel now,” she stated as the other girls gathered their things. 

you looked towards Trevor, making a quick decision that you knew you wouldn’t regret. “i still never got to see anaheim,”  you prompted him, which got him to excitedly invite you over to his place to hangout. 

you talked to your security, and since you were performing another show in cali tomorrow evening, you were free to spend all the time you wanted before rehearsals tomorrow with Trevor. 

things got heated pretty quickly once you got to where Trevor lived. he gave you a quick tour around his neighbourhood, and you took it all in with wonder. 

“It’s crazy how different our lives have gotten,” you spoke up in the quietness of his bedroom.

“I know. From family friends to global superstar," Trevor replied, nudging into your side before he moved on to get his sweatpants out of his dresser drawer.

“Oh you're one to talk! Mr. hockey superstar! I’ve seen all the highlights” you laughed, causing Trevor to turn away from his clothes to smile at you. 

“you watch me play?” he asked.

“i said i watch the highlights, i’m much too busy to watch full games,” you joked. “No but seriously i do watch some of your games” you added. “I’ve actually been waiting for you to invite me to one…” you teased, sitting on the edge of Trevors bed that he gave up for you to use for the night.

Trevor laughed in response, gathering all of the things he needed for the night out of his bedroom. He leaned against the doorframe, “i’ll see you in the morning” he smiled, turning around to leave his room.

“Wait!” you shouted, and Trevor turned back around.

“Yah?”

“You don’t have to leave,” you said, shocking yourself. “I mean… there’s plenty of room here for the both of us” you said sheepishly. 

“No i mean its fine, i can sleep on the couch. It’s actually pretty comfortable and-” Trevors rambling was quickly cut off by you.

“stay with me. please Trev?” you basically pleaded, and Trevor only nodded. He got ready for bed and laid down beside you.

The two of you stayed up practically all night. you told Trevor that tour life was really getting to you. stating that you often grew tired of all the travelling and the loneliness that came with it. he of course understood, and you felt your feelings for him change into something more. 

the morning came too soon, and you had to be back in Inglewood for your show later that evening. the drive was mostly silent, which was a little confusing if you consider how loud Trevor is all of the time.

when you got to your hotel you stayed sitting in Trevors passenger side, his big orange car doing nothing to conceal the two of you from the people out on the street. 

you turned towards him, and whispered a thank you. 

“when will i be able to see you again?” he questioned, and you wished that yours and his life was more stable so seeing him could be an everyday thing.

“I’ll be done with my tour soon, there’s only a few more dates and then we could… i dont know” you trailed off. 

“i don't want you to leave,” Trevor admitted, and you thought you finally found the cause of his silence on the drive here.

“i don’t want to leave you” you admitted.

the both of you stared at each other for a minute, cars honking all around you as you took way longer than you should’ve in front of the hotel. 

Trevor made the first move. he cupped your cheek, pulling you in for a soft kiss. 

you made the second move, pulling him in once he pulled away a little too soon. 

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hockeyfan HE HAS A GF??? 

luvzegras11 this is the worst day of my life there's no way😭

ynfangirl now whys he using yn lyrics …

ynsflowers WAIT U THINK THIS IS THE GUY SHES SEEING??

ynfangirl i mean he lives in anaheim so maybe?? the girls were just in cali for like a week.. omg? also isn't this the guy she invited to the show?

jackhughes oh i see how it is !

trevorzegras you’ll always be my number 1 girlfriend dont worry !❤️

luvzegras11 HE CONFIRMED! I HATE MY LIFE.

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enews #lovesickgirls own yn was seen out last night with rumoured boyfriend, NHL player Trevor Zegras! The two are reportedly childhood friends who recently started dating after a #lovesicktour concert! The link to the story is in our Bio. 

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jennie you guys are the cutest ever

rose can’t believe love is real

trevorzegras i love and miss you

ynoffical i love and miss you too❤️ luvzegras11 THEY’RE IN LOVE?? IT KEEPS GETTING WORSE

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A Girl Who Loves and Leaves: An Album Review of Nicole by Niki

by Sam Castillo

Born in Jakarta and currently based in Los Angeles, Niki goes back to her roots in Indonesia with her second album entitled Nicole. Nicole Zefanya, known as Niki, is a rising Indonesian pop, r&b, and folk singer who is currently signed with the popular Asian record label: 88Rising. Her album, Nicole, features 12 alternative folk-pop tracks - with all of it featuring her undeniable talent for storytelling as she recounts fun memories growing up in Jakarta as well as the pain of leaving things and people behind. Moreover, Niki collaborates with her younger self in this album as the singer had stated that the first half of the album features new songs and the latter half features her songs that she had posted in her YouTube channel in her early days of becoming a musician - thus bridging the gap between two different eras of her life and career.

The album opens with the first song entitled Before which foreshadows the central theme of the album about how things in her life have changed. It predominantly features a sad-sounding guitar that silently strums as Niki says her lines. The song starts with her recounting memories of her first long-distance relationship. However, as the song progresses, problems in the relationship arise and it becomes clear to Niki that their relationship has changed. Despite the lyrics full of mourning and sadness, it is contrasted with an upbeat and fun tune. The line “It's so cruel how things are only almost like they were before” makes it clear why Niki had chosen this song to open the album; letting the audience know that this album tackles the changes she had to face in her life - more specifically in her romantic love life.

Following the first song is High School in Jakarta which is a fun and upbeat tune that features Niki recounting her days in Jakarta by addressing an older boy that she had dated before. Despite addressing her ex in the song, the song’s theme isn’t centered about romantic love but rather her stories growing up in Jakarta before she left to study abroad. The percussions in the song gives staccato breaks which results in the song’s cheery feel.

A standout song of the album is Backburner which features themes of feeling forgotten in a relationship. The song features dynamic sounds as the song progresses from quiet to busy with multiple instruments to convey the building up of emotions - one notable instrument being the drums that help build up the emotions of the song in the chorus. Niki’s lyrical ability shines in this song as she perfectly tells the story of a forgotten love to the audience, making it so much more relatable. 

Continuing with the theme of the end of relationships, Keeping Tabs is an upbeat song that deals with the topic of the difficulty of letting go of a past relationship. Here, she continues Backburner’s storyline post-breakup, showing a cheeky perspective that not all breakups are linear and that it is hard to completely cut out a person from one’s life. A highlight of this song is the upbeat drum which features percussive breaks that help the song become more lively. 

The album then takes a slower and mellow pace as the songs that follow are all soulful and sad songs that one would listen to when grieving an ex-lover. The Apartment We Won’t Share, Facebook Friends, Anaheim, Milk Teeth, Autumn, Oceans & Engines, and On the Drive Home all share similar themes of regret over actions made in a past relationship, as well as the acknowledgment of needing to move on when one knows that a relationship is doomed to fail. 

Take A Chance With Me closes the album with a stark contrast from the sad mellow songs that came before it. Unlike the previous songs that surrounds an end of a relationship, the last song of the album takes a hopeful turn for the singer as she sings about a promising start of a new relationship. Like the start of the album, Before, the last song also features a guitar that highly influences the tone of the song. Unlike it, however, the guitar is more playful which upholds a more gleeful tone. Moreover, the song is more upbeat and holds a soulful tune - a tune that most would assume is what a sunrise of a new day would sound like. 

Looking at the album as a whole, an arc can be established: finding love to having to fight for it, yet having it eventually taken away. This storyline is delivered by the Indonesian singer in a confessional style, building up the dynamics and emotions of the song from light melodies to a crescendo of built-in emotions that are dying to be let out.

Niki has always been an artist who leans more on creating music that surrounds her love life, more specifically the failures within it, but it was clear that in her previous album, entitled Moonchild, she was slowly pulling away from her comfort zone as themes of the songs were diverse and focused on her own journey. Moreover, it was clear she was experimenting with elements and instruments as songs from this album strayed away from what you would expect in pop or r&b songs as it had a mysterious feel to it. However, in Nicole, we see that Niki takes a few steps back from the steps she took in Moonchild and went back to her old ways and in her comfort zone - which is to sing about gaining love and losing it.

Nicole predominantly features songs that tackle the subjects of heartache and saying goodbye to a lover - a theme that Niki excels in most of her popular songs that are not featured in the album. Although the songs execute this theme well, the album lacks diversity in the themes found in each song. It would have been the perfect opportunity for Niki to explore more themes that do not necessarily involve romantic love - or the lack thereof. Once Niki explores her songwriting ability to produce more songs that are not what is expected of her, she will truly shine and be acknowledged as one of the greatest storytellers of the newest generation of musicians in the industry.

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some quotes from a fan's recap of the young veins' show in anaheim on 17 june 2010

The curtains open. Out comes Ryan and Jon. <3 My heart stopped the moment that I had saw Ryan. The first song they played was Die Tonight. Then they played others. When they were about to start the next songs Ryan took a minute to TRY and speak:

Ryan: So this next song is a song that me and Jon wrote while we were in south Africa.... Crowd: *screaming* Ryan: Can i try and tell the story? It kinda leads into the next song. *laughs* So I had met this girl and i thought that i was in love with her and I thought we were going to get married.  and I threw my passport away, but Jon talked me out of it. Well I found out that she already had a husband in prison. So this song goes out to him.

So while hes singing that song...Im getting all into it and i started to sing to him...trying to get noticed a bit. So when I turned around i noticed that Jon was looking in my direction. I was like "Oh shit, he caught me singing to Ryan." So i made a little face and his smile went HUGE! >.< I couldn't believe that he actually was looking at me! 

Standing RIGHT next to the merch booth was Ryan fooking Ross! Kimi had her video camera out and was recording EVERYTHING! So shes screaming at me to go and talk to Ryan. So i go up to him and had no idea what to say.

Ryan: Well im really glad that you guys could come out to see us! Kimi: Dude no problem. She called me when she had found the tickets and told me that im coming with her. So she paid for them. Ryan: *looks at me* What a great friend Me: *blushes* Kimi: *Walks away* Ryan: So how did you know about us? Me: Well I liked you guys since you were in Panic At The Disco so.... Ryan: Well Im glad you still like us. Me: Of course. I follow you on twitter so thats how i found out about this show Ryan: *nervous grin and laugh* Yeah Im really sorry about that. Me: Its okay. Once i found out i HAD to buy them cuz it had been 2 years since I last saw you guys Ryan: Yeah its been really long. Me: Yeah. Umm...I noticed, your taller than i thought you would be. Ryan: I think its cuz im wearing boots Me: Ah. Cheater! Ryan: *laughs* yeah.

Once we got all our pictures taken with them it was time for us to get going. So Kimi was the first one to give Jon a hug. Then it was my turn. He pulls me into a TIGHT hug....the kind of hug that i would only get from my bestest friends...and we hugged for about a minute or so and JUST when we were about to let go i heard him say "Your hair smells really nice." EEEEEEEEEEKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ♥_♥

I mean if i were to die right now...i can die happy! They were just the SWEETEST people EVER!!!!! They were like the sweetest sweethearts in the history of sweetness!!! hahaha Like im still like SO amazed with how friendly and apreciative they are.

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