Don't Panic

If you wake up in a house that's full of smoke Don't panic, call me and I'll tell you a joke Connor Kelly. 36. Lacrosse Coach.

[real-laxbro]

philcscphies​:

Ray wished that that wasn’t true, but she’d seen it in action. The women’s sports teams at college always seemed to lack resources and supporters even though they consistently outplayed the men’s teams, and that hardly changed on a professional level. “You’re right. Just look at the USWNT. All those World Cup trophies and they still make next to nothing.” It was a topic that consistently enraged her. “So that’s your scheme, huh? Throw balls at people and then suck them into your lacrosse world. It’s definitely interesting.” 

“Exactly! And they deserve so much better.” He let out a sigh. “Well, if they attempt to enter my lacrosse world... there’s a better chance of us becoming friends as I’ll know we have at least one thing in common.”

[real-laxbro]

lonclyroad​:

“Oh, agreed.” Zane replies, nodding in agreement. “True. Though I’m all for a good platonic cuddle too, honestly. I’m not too picky. I’m just a big fan of being cozy.” 

“I had a couple of frat bros back in the day that would yell, “let’s get a Ross and Joey going on” whenever a platonic cuddle was needed. It’s a little weird and hard to believe it happened now that I’m saying it aloud.”

[real-laxbro]

philcscphies​:

“Fair point,” Ray conceded with a small nod of the head. “Women’s soccer isn’t really recognized here, so I doubt my life would have been much different.” It was interesting to muse about what ifs, absolutely pointless but interesting nonetheless. “You should be sainted then.”

“It’s at least more prevalent up north than down south. Then again, does the south really recognize any sport that isn’t football?” He offered up. “Just call me Saint Connor, patron saint of people that want to learn lacrosse after accidentally being hit by a lacrosse ball because Connor wasn’t paying attention.”

[real-laxbro]

philcscphies​:

“I’m pretty sure I fit a few stereotypes too,” Saraya laughed in agreement. College had been such an exciting time in her life. “I thought I’d play professionally but of course life had other ideas.” She’d married shortly after graduation and Gabriel had come along just a few years later. Saraya had hardly thought about sports again. She still played soccer with Gabe, wanting to share something that had been such a large part of her life with her son, but it was a far cry from being an athlete. At his offer, Raya smiled, “you know what, I would love that. If it wouldn’t burden you.”

“Everyone fits a stereotype at some point in time. Otherwise they wouldn’t be called stereotypes.” Connor replied. “Playing professionally is the dream of every young athlete, even if they say it isn’t. It’s always that sad when it doesn’t come true. It’s no burden at all, I love taking on new pupils to share my love of the game.”

[real-laxbro]

lonclyroad​:

“I’m more of a cat person, I’m not gonna lie. But dogs are great too! I don’t have any pets though. My place doesn’t allow it.” Zane replies, shrugging his shoulders. “Oh, I’m born and raised here. I don’t mind winter when I’m inside, but I also like being able to feel my fingers, you know? So cuddling with someone under cozy blankets definitely sounds ideal.” 

“I don’t blame you. I’d only judge you if you didn’t like any animals. Those kinds of people are soulless.” Connor said with a shrug. “Cuddling with someone under the blankets while watching a movie is an ideal second or third date. When you’re still in that honeymoon phase and want to be around them all the time.”

[real-laxbro]

philcscphies​:

“I played soccer all my life. It put me through college,” she admitted. “I almost dated a lacrosse player once. They all have a kind of reputation.” Saraya wiggled her brows suggestively, a laugh bubbling out of her. “Kidding. It seems like a cool sport. Kind of wish I knew how to play.”

“Fellow college athlete, eh?” At her mentioning of dating a lacrosse player, he laughed. “I fully fit the stereotype from ages 18 to 25. Even dated a couple of lacrosse players and can guarantee, we are all fully like this. I will say though, the couple of women’s field hockey players I dated showed that it wasn’t just us.” He paused. “You know, I am a coach at the high school. I could probably teach you if you wanted.”

[real-laxbro]

lonclyroad​:

“Jesus, it’s freezing.” Zane grumbles, rubbing his hands together. Even with gloves on, he could barely feel his fingers. “I know it’s winter and all, but this kind of weather is only appreciated when you’re inside, preferably cuddling under blankets with someone cute.” @moorbrookestarters​​

“Even better if they have four legs. God I wish I had a dog.” He said with a sigh as he shoved his hands in his pockets. “Although someone with two legs is probably good too. Doesn’t matter how long I live here, I always forget how long it takes for others to get used to the cold. Even if they’re also locals.”

[real-laxbro]

philcscphies​:

The yelled word pulled Saraya from her thoughts. One hand rose to follow the command just as the ball came soaring towards her. It collided with her palm and Saraya shook her hand a bit as the ball fell to the ground. “This yours,” she asked, as she bent down to pick up the ball before offering it back. “Guess years playing of soccer has killed any ability I ever had to catch a ball. Y’know, no hand sport and all.” 

Connor ran to catch up with the ball, but the other was quicker. “Welp... yeah. Sorry about all that.” He went to take it from her. “I feel you. I’m not sure I could kick a ball very well. I might be able to do hockey okay but that’s about it. Maybe basketball if I’m lucky. Lacrosse is really my thing.”

[real-laxbro]

irxdxscents​:

Grace let out a little scoff. “No, def not a lifer.” There was another strong wind that whipped across the beach that blew a considerable chunk of blonde hair into her face. “I’ve only been here a few days, really.”

“And what do you think of our little oasis so far.” He crinkled his nose. “Sorry, calling it an oasis is kind of cringey. I’ve been spending too much time with the kids.”

[real-laxbro]

brkenpapercts​:

“Really? Is it the flavor itself or is it the natural kind? I know that sometimes I have trouble with the artificial flavorings because they taste so fake and it can be overpowering. Now, the coconut waters? I could drink that all the time!” Estrella admitted. It was one of her favorite things to drink, besides her coffee of course. It was interesting, at least. “I could totally use a piña colada though.”

“I think it’s the texture of real coconut and the flavor of artificial coconut. I have the same issue with artificial banana, although I do love actual bananas.” At the mention of coconut water, he grimaced. “No thank you. It just tastes like... bad water to me. Piña Coladas are one of the few coconut things I can handle.”

[real-laxbro]

candydrippings​:

“A cat named Icarus… did he happen to be a black cat by any chance? The name gives me black cat vibes.” A small laugh left his lips again. Honestly, Andrej actually liked hearing about the funny names pets had, he was a fan of giving pets creative names – which was evident from his dog. “He would wear one every single day if my roommate had a say. Which, technically he does, which means he wears one quite often.” The things his dog had to put up with was probably a lot but Aristotle still remained happy to participate all the time. “The winter sun is pretty but doesn’t really do much but get in my eyes when I’m trying to walk or drive.” He squinted up at it but smiled anyway. 

“Actually, no. He was an orange tabby that my mother refused to let me name Garfield. I was very sour about it for weeks.” He let out a sigh. “You really ought to listen to your roommate. They sound like a smart person because he,” Connor dropped down to pet the dog again. “Would be such a handsome man and the goodest boy.”

[real-laxbro]

irxdxscents​:

A genuine laugh came tumbling out of her mouth at the man’s ramblings. Gosh, how long had it been since she’d really, really laughed like that? “I guess that’d be quite the red flag. Hope it didn’t take you too terribly long to figure that out and bail.”

“I wish it didn’t. It took me far too long and just ended... well both badly and awkwardly.” He added with a laugh. “So... can’t say I’ve seen you around here before. How long have you been in Moorbrooke? And if you’re a lifer... maybe I should get out more.”

[real-laxbro]

brkenpapercts​:

Estrella chuckled softly at that and hummed. “I know the feeling. I think I’ve bought and probably still own every candle that smells like some form of the beach…or Hawaii. I seem to have an obsession with coconut scented things.”

She moved to take a seat on the blanket that she had carefully laid out and looked over to Connor and gave the other a soft smile. “It’s interesting, isn’t it? How we live so close to a beach but we never seem to make time to come out here? I blame life, it’s so easy to get swept up into the hustle and bustle of the day to day.”

“What’s odd is that I absolutely love the smell of coconut, but cannot stand the taste. Any food with coconut in it and I am out.” He said with a laugh, looking from her blanket to his. “I’ve made it a resolution to get out here more. It’s just a resolution since I’m already doing it before the new year.”

[real-laxbro]

ofvacancies​:

“Then you’re just gonna have to trust me. I’m trusting you right now, aren’t I? Give me just a little bit of that faith,” She said with a smirk that twitched with a hidden grin. She wrapped her arms around herself. “I know a better place on this beach to sit and… what exactly was it you were doing?”

“Alright. Just know, I hold grudges forever so if this bites me in the ass.... just know i’ll be very very sad.” He lamely finished off. He wasn’t really good at threats, even if it was as a joke. “Um... taking it all in. Why do I need a reason to sit on a beach during winter while contemplating life?”

[real-laxbro]

Connor was psyching himself up to enter the club. It had been a minute since he’d actually been OUT on the town. Always worried he’d run into one of his students using a fake ID, he’d been careful to avoid the nightlife. Then again, what did he really have to lose? “Alright, is there... a cover or something?”

@abelbishop​

[real-laxbro]

Connor was milling about the common area of Maple Court. He was sure that him tossing the lacrosse ball at the wall was annoying, but it helped with stress. Particularly when his best player had just gotten hurt. Connor was so caught up in his own thoughts that he didn’t realize someone was walking in throw distance. “Oh fuck... catch!”

@philcscphies​ 

[real-laxbro]

irxdxscents​:

It was a question she pondered too, one she didn’t have the answer to. All she knew was her ex wasn’t. Looking down to her dog, who’s tail was wagging happily as he sat waiting for his master to finish her conversation, Gracen gave the good boy a scratch behind the ears. “That’s very true”, she said with a light chuckle. “Meeko here would love on anyone at any time if they let him.”

“You should let him dictate who you talk to. Dogs are a good judge of character.” He offered up. “Can’t say I’ve ever met someone that a dog didn’t like first. Once, I was talking to this girl at a bar and a dog came out of nowhere and just barked at her nonstop. Turns out... she was not the nicest.”