🇸🇪🇷🇮🇪🇸🇨🇭🇦🇳🇬🇪🇷🇸 ; independent multimuse roleplay from the game changers series written by rachel reid. featuring : eric bennet, troy barrett, ryan price, and shane hollander. written and loved by elle.
Jesus. Kip had known athletes who downed water like they were drinking it at some frat house but Troy was something else. The water was nearly gone by the time he blinked, and it has Kip, highly amused, looking between Troy's face and the way he holds his water now half empty. A laugh scoffs from him, lingering look given down to his lips before he quickly looks elsewhere.
Troy takes a taste, surprising Kip as lips meet his fingertips. He prays that the way he wanders his eyes down to those lips doesn't raise any alarm- because, again, he's just looking. Surely Troy's been looked at in such a way. He's objectively very beautiful.
Quickly after, he goes to grab his own nacho with those same fingers that touched Troy's lips and plucks his own, mirroring the way he ate. So technically, their lips had touched. They had shared a kiss in some logic...sure.
Then his glass is brought to his lips, tongue trailing over the rim to lick it half clean. Straw meets his lips and he sips, looking out to the pool glimmering in some lights that make the neon bathing suit worn by patrons glow beneath the water.
"So you're not gonna eat, and you're sitting on the side lines," Kip starts, his head canting over to Troy with an exasperated eye roll. ""Don't tell me you're just going to sit there and tan in the moon light." Although, as he spares a look down Troy's body, it'd be a gift to all onlookers and eavesdroppers.
He reaches a hand over and grabs his bicep, giving him a firm shake. "Please loosen up- I know this tough guy pouty persona gets the girls but it's kind of boring to hang out with and I really wanna have fun with you tonight so just- loosen up. "
The fact he was watching him so closely made him freeze ever so slightly. How was he supposed to be normal when he was smiling at him, when he was laughing. Instead, he wanted to drink the rest of that water. Cool himself down because he is losing the point right now.
Maybe he looked like an idiot to Kip, just some meathead of a hockey player that didn't get how to be around people outside of hockey pads. That probably was the most logical part of it. Because he was laughing at him, not with him.
In the corner of his eye he watched his fingers go into his mouth, and he couldn't help his own opening slightly. What he would have given to taste him, to feel what his lips felt like.
And then he had to do that. Troy felt the heat pool in his belly as he watched Kip lick the fucking rim. That was the thing that set him off, and his brain was running through every innuendo, every little thing that he said in the damn dream was flashing back to him. Clasping his hands, he shoved his arms between his legs and prayed that he would get bored.
That made him laugh, because yes he was planning on sitting for as long as he could to hope it wouldn't be noticeable when he stood up. "Okay.." Reaching over, he took two nachos in his fingers. "Happy?" He grumbled lightly before taking the bite. His tongue flicked out, tracing across his bottom lip as he focused on eating.
Troy's eyes locked on Kips hand, he watched him shake his arm before huffing out a sigh. He raised a brow to him, knowing the only way he would loosen up was if he just pushed it all down. Reaching over Kip, he took his margarita from the table. Ignoring the face that he was putting his mouth on the straw that had Kips mouth on it. He licked off some of the salt and took a sip of the drink. A slight scowl on his face. "Not my favorite."
Troy looks... really good. And it's not for lack of noticing before but just now realizing how Kip had gotten themselves into this predicament now. Good looking man, fit and muscular and all the more on show. Troy is a gorgeous, gorgeous man even in spite of some of the history he's exhibit. And he's been nothing but nice, even a bit timid around Kip. There's something in there that has him intrigued.
Beneath that Greek God like shell of his that's felt beneath his fingertips and palms as he clings to him, guiding him through the crowed and every so often, having to step closer to his side.
"You have to have a mocktail at least," Kip insists, fingers curling over that shirt, bunching it between fingers before he's being so subtle urged off of him.
That smile is so charming. Even as soft as it is.
"Deal. Go pick us somewhere with a nice view of... I don't know, the hot tub." Kip waves his hand, calling out as he's already weaving in and out of crowds as he makes way to bar. His eyes skim the menu, but find their way back to Troy. Over his clothed back and the backs of his legs and- fuck me he's gorgeous.
Back to the menu, since Kip swears he's merely looking at Troy. There's no temptation for further because there would be no further. He's just cute.
"Oh- sorry, yeah can I get a water and-" He starts, not quite settled on a drink and asking the man behind the counter for recommendations between some Watermelon and Strawberry options. Eventually, he settles on neither, because the pineapple grabs him in a chokehold and he orders that with no question or hesitation.
Fifteen minutes later, he's coming to the chair saved by Troy and is setting down the water, the pineapple margarita, and nachos in hand. All of which are set on a table nearby so Kip can start unbuttoning his shirt, stripping it clear off skin and dropped to the lounge chair. "The menu is huge I spent five minutes just deciding. I got a Spicey Pineapple Margarita, if you want to try it?"
He settles down on to the seat and takes the Nacho's up, plucks one into his fingers and holds it out for Troy. "Bite."
Troy was very out of his element right now, he knows that very well. Because he's got Kip draped over him, holding onto him, and all he wants to do is keep him there. Every muscle in his body is rigid.
Putting his hand where Kip had held onto, shaking his head before he had to strip off the shirt. Troy wasn't the biggest guy, he his muscles were toned and tight. He worked hard to keep it that way, to make sure that he would be at his peak every game. So when he was standing shirtless, he watched the heads turn. The shade of red he turned was deep, and flooded down his neck.
Sitting on the chair, he moved the towel to his lap. 'Calm the fuck down you idiot.' He thought to himself. That dream was echoing in his mind, it was all consuming and that was asking for trouble. He knew that he wouldn't be able to get from the chair to the pool like this.
When Kip returned, he felt that familiar hitch in his throat. "Was it?" Troy's voice trembled, clearing it before taking the water and chugging half of it in one go. "Oh, no. I'm good.." He smiled, and tried to not examine how good Kip looked shirtless. How he wanted to touch the his chest, just to know how he felt under his fingers.
Troy's eyes went wide as he looked at Kips fingers, flickering between the food and Kips face. "W-what?" He mumbled before looking around. Not a single person was actually looking at them now. Troy knew that arguing wouldn't matter. He leaned in, trying to carefully take the food from him. Feeling his lips brush Kips fingers before he quickly pulled back. His face turning another shade of red as he rubbing the back of his neck. Swallowing, he nodded to the plate. "T-There good.." He stammered nervously. "I'm going to...hang off until after I get out.."
hey, so my brother got sick and I've had very little drive to do things because I feel like my world is crumbling if something happens to him. once things are a bit more clear I'll be able to focus on things here.
hey, so my brother got sick and I've had very little drive to do things because I feel like my world is crumbling if something happens to him. once things are a bit more clear I'll be able to focus on things here.
coming up to the weekend, and I'm out of town friday and saturday for ren faire. ( and a much needed vacation and visit with my dad as well. ) sunday i'm back so i'll be working on replies.
coming up to the weekend, and I'm out of town friday and saturday for ren faire. ( and a much needed vacation and visit with my dad as well. ) sunday i'm back so i'll be working on replies.
Below are a series of sentence starters and actions that vary in levels of angst. Level one being the least angsty, all the way to level five being the most. (TW: Abuse, Violence, Blood)
Level One Sentence Starters
❛ I'm just disappointed. ❜
❛I'm scared. ❜
❛Please just trust me. ❜
❛Why don't you trust me? ❜
❛What do you mean by that? ❜
❛...But you never had a problem with it before. ❜
❛I shouldn't be here. ❜
❛You shouldn't be here. ❜
❛Why are you so stubborn? ❜
❛Just look at me. ❜
❛How long does this have to go on for? ❜
❛I can't sleep. ❜
❛I hate seeing you like this ❜
❛Just hang on, okay? ❜
❛It's okay to cry ❜
❛I wanted to apologize. ❜
❛Not everyone is going to hurt you. ❜
❛Please don't misunderstand. ❜
❛Have you been crying? ❜
❛Tears? Seriously? ❜
❛You're crying? How pathetic are you? ❜
❛It's okay. Go ahead and cry, I'm right here. ❜
❛You didn't have to be so rude about it ... ❜
❛Stay away from me! ❜
❛Why would you go back to her? ❜
❛Why would you go back to him? ❜
❛Why would you go back to them? ❜
❛ Are you even listening to me?❜
❛Stop acting like it's not a big deal, you're bleeding! ❜
❛You never take me seriously! ❜
❛I don't like you because you always do shit like this! ❜
❛I'm just trying to help you! ❜
❛Let me clean your wounds ... ❜
❛It's late, why are you calling?❜
❛How many times have I told you not to go there?❜
❛Are you sure you're okay? ❜
❛Liar! ❜
❛ You think you know me? You don’t know anything. ❜
❛ Why didn’t you fight for me? Why didn’t you fight for us? ❜
❛ You were always the golden child. But you know what? I was the one who needed you. ❜
❛ You never saw me. Not really. ❜
Level One Actions
[APOLOGIZE] - Sender apologizes to receiver before passing out.
[STAGGER] - Sender starts to stagger while they walk with receiver and eventually starts to fall.
[SHIVER] - Receiver notices Sender won't stop shivering, even though it isn't cold outside.
[OUCH] - Receiver notices Sender subtly wince whenever they accidentally touch them somewhere.
[PANIC] - Receiver begins to have a severe panic attack.
[FEVER] - Sender is visibly feverish, sweating buckets and still denying to Receiver that they are sick and need to rest.
[WAITING] – Receiver waits all night for Sender to show. They never do.
[NUMBERS] – Receiver notices Sender has been crossing out calendar dates with shaky hands—and something big is circled.
[GOODBYE KISS] – Sender kisses Receiver like it’s the last time. Receiver doesn’t realize it is.
[STUMBLE] – Sender keeps messing up small things—dropping keys, forgetting names—and it’s starting to scare Receiver.
[WORN] – Receiver still wears the hoodie Sender left behind. They pretend it doesn’t mean anything.
[ALMOST KISS] – They get so close to kissing—but flinch back, remembering who they’re supposed to be.
[ONE LAST TIME] – Sender kisses Receiver mid-fight and says, “Just this once. Then we go back to being enemies.”
Level Two Sentence Starters
❛Were you planning that the whole time? ❜
❛No, you listen to me. ❜
❛You think this is easy for me? ❜
❛Haven't you done enough already? ❜
❛Truth hurts, doesn't it? ❜
❛Please don't do this. ❜
❛I know you're scared. ❜
❛You deserve more. ❜
❛I swear I'll do things different this time. ❜
❛I'm ... I'm trying, I really am. ❜
❛I said I'm not jealous. ❜
❛I see the way you look at him. ❜
❛I see the way you look at her. ❜
❛I see the way you look at them. ❜
❛I don't know what you're talking about. ❜
❛You're overreacting. ❜
❛You're making a big deal out of nothing. ❜
❛What the hell was that about?! ❜
❛What the hell is your problem?! ❜
❛No way you're actually jealous. ❜
❛All you do is whine. ❜
❛I can't do this anymore. Not with you. ❜
❛Have you been drinking? You look awful. ❜
❛Where did all those bruises come from? ❜
❛[Name], they don't care about you! ❜
❛[Name], he doesn't care about you! ❜
❛[Name], she doesn't care about you! ❜
❛I'd rather it be you. ❜
❛You didn't miss me at all? ❜
❛All these years and you decided to break my heart now? ❜
❛Please just stay with me, just for a moment. ❜
❛Just admit that you're wrong! ❜
❛Don't compare yourself to me! ❜
❛That kiss ... did you really mean it? ❜
❛I can't ever trust you again. ❜
❛Say you never loved me. Say it! ❜
❛Did this mean nothing to you? ...Did I mean nothing to you? ❜
❛Please tell me that at least a part of this was real to you. ❜
❛I should've listened when people warned me about you. ❜
❛I know what you did. ❜
❛Don't. Move. ❜
❛When I let go, run for your life. ❜
❛ You’re not even my sibling anymore. ❜
❛ You’re not even my sister anymore. ❜
❛ You’re not even my brother anymore. ❜
❛ I’m not the one who left first. You did. ❜
❛ I never asked you to be perfect. I just wanted you to show up. ❜
❛ It’s too late for apologies now. You left me to deal with everything on my own. ❜
❛ I don’t care if you’re my sibling—you hurt me. ❜
❛ I don’t care if you’re my sister—you hurt me. ❜
❛ I don’t care if you’re my brother—you hurt me. ❜
❛ You can’t just break my heart and expect me to keep forgiving you. ❜
❛ Maybe I should’ve let you go the first time you hurt me. ❜
❛ I kept waiting for you to come back, but you never did. And now I can’t wait anymore. ❜
❛ You were never there when I needed you. Why should I be there for you now? ❜
❛ I never wanted to hate you… but you made it impossible not to. ❜
Level Two Actions
[BETRAYAL] - Receiver learns about Sender's betrayal and confronts them with it.
[SLEEP] - Receiver is traumatized by the idea of sleeping with the lights off but won't be honest about this to Sender.
[ARGUE] - Sender and Receiver get into a heated argument about something.
[BREAKDOWN] - Receiver has a mental breakdown in front of Sender.
[FORGOT] - Sender forgot Receiver's name/everything about Receiver.
[ABANDON] - Receiver abandons Sender.
[REPLACE] – Receiver starts seeing someone new. Sender smiles and says they're happy for them.
[FUMBLE] – Receiver goes to hold Sender’s hand, but Sender pulls away like it’s instinct.
[MISFIRE] – Sender says “I love you” mid-conversation, but Receiver thinks they’re joking—and laughs.
[EAVESDROP] – Sender overhears something they were never meant to hear—and it changes everything.
Level Three Sentence Starters
❛ I never asked for this. You pushed me into it, and now it’s too late. ❜
❛I never meant to fall in love with you, I just did. ❜
❛I know you still love me. ❜
❛You know I'm not like that. ❜
❛Don't give me space, that's the last thing I want with you. ❜
❛I can't think straight with you. ❜
❛Do you ever mean the things you say? ❜
❛I hope she makes you happy. ❜
❛I hope he makes you happy. ❜
❛I hope they make you happy. ❜
❛Don't do this here. ❜
❛Is he really just a friend? ❜
❛Is she really just a friend? ❜
❛Are they really just a friend? ❜
❛You can't hide forever! ❜
❛I just want you to care about me... ❜
❛Fuck off already! ❜
❛You made me feel weak ❜
❛I didn't mean to love you so much. ❜
❛I wish I was sorry. ❜
❛I wish I loved you. ❜
❛You were the only person I thought I could trust. ❜
❛You promised you wouldn't forget me. ❜
❛You don't remember me? ❜
❛If I see you again, I'll kill you. ❜
❛You couldn't tell I was in love with you because you were too busy loving someone else. ❜
❛You did such a great job convincing other people that you loved me that I almost fell for it. ❜
❛ It was never going to be me, was it? ❜
❛ I'm not angry. I'm just tired of hoping you’ll change. ❜
❛ You never cared about me—just about winning. ❜
❛ I’m not your second choice. I’m not your backup plan. ❜
❛ I should’ve known you’d leave, just like everyone else. ❜
❛ Do you even care about me anymore? Or was I just your second choice? ❜
❛ You were supposed to protect me, not be the one I needed protection from. ❜
❛ You always made me feel like I was in your shadow. Now you’ve disappeared into it, and I’m still here. ❜
❛ Maybe I should’ve been a better sibling. But you should’ve been a better person. ❜
❛ Maybe I should’ve been a better sister. But you should’ve been a better person. ❜
❛ Maybe I should’ve been a better brother. But you should’ve been a better person. ❜
Level Three Actions
[RETURNED] - Receiver hasn't seen Sender in months/years since they mysteriously disappeared and now they're suddenly at Receiver's doorstep, but they already recognize Sender.
[INTRUDER] - Receiver realizes they aren't alone in their home when Sender accidentally reveals themselves.
[BLOOD] - Sender comes home covered in blood and Receiver confronts them about it.
[SLEEP TALK] - Sender talks in their sleep and Receiver usually doesn't mind but tonight they say something unsettling that Receiver can't let go.
[DISMISS] – Sender tries to open up, but Receiver laughs, thinking it's a joke—and Sender shuts down completely.
[DEADLINE] – Sender and Receiver make future plans—but Sender knows they won’t be around for them.
[MISMATCHED] – They both say “I love you”—but one of them doesn’t mean it.
Level Four Sentence Starters
❛ You never once asked how I felt—only how I made you look. ❜
❛ I never asked for you. ❜
❛ You ruined my life the moment you came into it. ❜
❛ Why do you always make me feel like I’m not enough? ❜
❛ All I wanted was your love, but it feels like I’ll never be good enough for you. ❜
❛ I’ve spent my whole life trying to earn your approval. I’m done. ❜
❛ I wish I had never been born if it meant I’d never have to live up to your expectations.❜
❛ You never loved me. You just wanted someone to control. ❜
❛ I don’t care what you think of me anymore. You’ve already destroyed my worth. ❜
❛You're the one that made this ugly. ❜
❛Put the bat down! ❜
❛Put the gun down! ❜
❛No one will ever want you. ❜
❛You'd be lucky to have a scar from me. ❜
❛Nobody's coming to save you, give up. ❜
❛I never loved you. ❜
❛You're such a fucking burden. ❜
❛God, you can't possibly be any worse. ❜
❛Don't move, you're bleeding! ❜
❛Are you bleeding?! ❜
❛Don't apologize if you're just gonna keep doing this shit! ❜
❛I know you don't really care about me, so thank you for trying to pretend that you do.❜
❛Don't you dare die on me! ❜
❛I can't lose you ... I can't lose you. ❜
❛Don't close your eyes! ❜
❛Please ... I don't want to lose you again ❜
❛I'd much rather die by your side ... ❜
❛Don't look at me like that ... a smile better suits you. Let me die seeing you smile. ❜
❛If your smile is the last thing I see, I'll die happy. ❜
❛I wish you were dead. ❜
❛I wish you would fucking die already! ❜
❛Was I a good friend ...? ❜
❛Was I a good boyfriend ...? ❜
❛Was I a good girlfriend ...? ❜
❛Was I a good partner ...? ❜
❛Am I finally a hero ...? ❜
❛ Was I a good sister? Did I do everything right? ❜
❛ Was I a good brother? Did I do everything right? ❜
❛ Was I a good partner? Did I do everything right? ❜
❛ You should’ve let me die back there. ❜
❛ You only love me when it’s convenient. ❜
❛ Please don’t make me choose between you and myself. ❜
❛ I hate that I still want you. After everything you’ve done, I still want you. ❜
❛ Why couldn’t you just love me the way I loved you? ❜
❛ You don’t get to act like you’re the victim. Not after everything you’ve done. ❜
Level Four Actions
[PROPOSAL] - Sender is about to propose when Receiver reveals they're already engaged.
[SACRIFICE] - Sender sacrifices themselves for Receiver.
[CURSE] - Every time Sender confesses their love to Receiver, Receiver instantly forgets everything about them.
[POISON] - Sender poisons Receiver.
[MISTAKE] – Receiver calls Sender by the wrong name during an intimate moment, and the entire atmosphere shifts.
[ACCIDENT] – Receiver finds Sender lying unconscious, blood pooling, phone still unlocked with an unsent message: “I’m sorry.”
[REGRET] – Receiver finds a letter they were never supposed to see. “I hated you because I couldn’t stop loving you.”
Send “room for one more?” to take a shower with my muse
Shane let the water roll over him. He closed his eyes, putting his face under as he reminisced about what had just happened. His body was still sore, but the good kind of sore. The one that makes you think about exactly where hands were, where kisses were laid, and will keep you thinking about it for hours afterward. He didn't hear the door open or here when Ilya walked into the room. But he also didn't jump when he did hear his voice, when the door of the shower had opened. "Yeah.." He breathed, still not used to the fact that they were more open with each other now. Shuffling out of the way, but still keeping himself under the water so that Ilya had space to go under. The thing about Shane is he would never get used to the fact that he's looking at Ilya still made his heart do this flutter that he didn't understand. That no matter how hard he tried, he still was pulled into him. "Let me get your back." He said softly as he reached for the body wash he had bought specifically for them here.
✘ ♕ ✘ This was embarrassing. There was no other way to put it. Ilya was the captain and here he was, drunk off his ass in the hotel room. He could recall (with far too perfect clarity) when he had lectured Troy for the very same thing. At least this time they didn't have a game the next day. They already played and were currently stuck in Buffalo due to the snow storm grounding all flights. It seemed the perfect time to let his depression spiral.
That is, until he started getting texts from his teammates wondering where he was.
блять.
( txt ➞ Troy Barret ) : 675
( txt ➞ Troy Barret ) : I can rom servce.
( txt ➞ Troy Barret ) : is no jke, Barret!
( txt ➞ Troy Barret ) : Don't tell anyone.
Was he going to go and make sure that Rozanov didn't choke on his own tongue in bed? Yep, because he did the same for him. Sort of. He didn't let him do the self destructive behavior that he had developed since moving teams. Since Dallas Kent fucked up, and since he fucked up by fighting Dallas Kent…
[ Text ] -> cap : great, i'll be there shortly.
Troy threw a hoodie on, grabbing one of the Gatorade's that he had packed, his room key, and headed out the door. He was on the same floor as Ilya, which was nice since he didn't have to go that far then. Maybe a bit selfish. Taking his phone out, he sighed and texted Wiebe that neither Ilya or him were going to make it to dinner. Praying that he wouldn't ask why. Once he got to the door, he knocked and leaned against the doorframe. “Open the door Ilya.." Troy tapped his toe against the wall as he waited.
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