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cobrakaisb · 2 years

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foolproof plan

summary: the only downside to fake dating is that someone always ends up falling for the other.

warnings: y/n is a happy drunk; underage drinking (not condoning it); mostly cuteness; a couple swears

word count: 4.16k

“so do we have a deal?” he asked, hand out waiting for you to take it. you hesitated, biting your lip as your eyes flickered from his face to his hand. the anxiety and reality surrounding what you were about to do was setting in. were you actually agreeing to this? a surge of confidence washed over you as your smaller hand grasped his in a firm handshake. “we have a deal,” you agreed.

now all you had to do was pretend to fake date owen power.

tall, brunette, number-one-overall nhl draft pick, owen power. your hesitancy to take owen’s hand had nothing to do with owen himself and everything to do with who he was; star hockey player for the university of michigan who was bound to go pro once their season came to an end. but you needed the help, and his proposition was too good to pass up. ever since your crush on kent johnson formed, you’ve been looking for a way to get closer to him, and this was the perfect opportunity.

that’s right. owen’s caught you ogling at his best friend and roommate one too many times for it to be a coincidence. so when he proposed that the two of you fake date to make kent jealous and “light a fire under kent’s ass” (owen’s words not yours), the obvious answer was yes. it took a lot of pondering, but eventually you agreed to his idea, hence putting you in the situation you were in now.

“but we need some rules,” you added, pulling your hand from his. owen smiled, a little half smile that definitely didn’t compare to his real one. “whatever you want sweetheart,” he agreed. you couldn’t help the small flush that appeared on your cheeks at the pet name. this was going to be a lot.

“let’s meet tomorrow for lunch. at the chipotle off campus?” you suggested. “sure,” owen agreed, chomping on his gum. “where’s your phone?” he continued, holding his hand out for the device. at the sight of your confused look and raised eyebrows he huffed, “what? i just want to give you my number.” “oh right,” you mumbled, handing him the device with a blank contact. his fingers glided over the keyboard as he entered his information into your phone. “text me a time. actually, what class do you have? i’ll pick you up,” he said, eyes looking at you expectantly.

“um poetry but,” you started before he cut you off, “right your class with kent.” you glared at his tone, one filled with teasing and something else you couldn’t decipher. owen smiled again at the sight of your angry face. you were cute. “i’ll pick you up and we’ll go to lunch, sound good?” he asked, but deep down you knew it was really a question. “perfect,” you agreed, a fake smile on your lips. “great! see you tomorrow babe,” he cheered before walking out of the lecture hall, leaving you stunned into silence.

walking out of poetry class, you were surprised to see owen standing there. he was leaning against the wall, scrolling through his phone aimlessly. you stopped for a moment, just admiring the beauty that was owen power. he was wearing gray sweats and a random michigan hockey shirt, along with his signature glasses that made him look just the right amount of nerdy.

after some random person shoved you, you realized that you were blocking the hallway. you walked over to owen, clearing your throat as a signal that you were there. “hey. i’m ready to go when you are,” you said, a somewhat forced smile on your face. “me too. let me take your books,” he replied, grabbing the assortment of materials from your hands. “you don’t have to,” you tried to protest, but one look from owen had your mouth snapping shut. just as the two of you were about to walk away, someone called out owen’s name, and you knew exactly who it was.

“what are you doing here?” the blonde asked, walking up to the two of you. “i have a date, remember?” owen answered, subtly gesturing to you. kent’s eyebrows furrowed, his bottom lip jutting out even more than it already was. “i didn’t think you were being serious,” came kent’s reply. your cringed, the sting from his words already hitting you. owen must have noticed because he huffed in annoyance, “funny kent. now if you’ll excuse us, my girlfriend and i have a lunch date to get to.” those were the final words of the conversation as owen began leading the way out of the building.

the walk to chipotle was pretty much silent. there were minimal things to talk about anyways. “listen, about the comment, he didn’t mean anything by it. you’re great and what kent said had nothing to do with you--” owen started to explain, but you cut him off: “it’s fine owen. besides, it's not like we’re really dating anyway.” if you didn’t know any better you’d say his face fell at your words.

“so what are these rules?” owen asked once the two of you sat down at a table in the back corner of chipotle. you felt heat creep up your cheeks at his intense stare. “i don’t know. i’d just figured we’d want rules so no one gets attached,” you mumbled, looking at owen shyly. “and is that what you’re worried about? getting attached?” he asked, and while you originally thought he was teasing, there was nothing but sincerity in his eyes. you neglected to answer, instead pulling out a piece of paper to write the agreed rules on.

“okay so you can pick me up from class, if you want to obviously, and i’ll meet you at your classes too,” you said, looking at owen for confirmation. “i’ll pick you up from class and walk you there. you can do the same for me, if that’s what you want. keep things equal between us,” he agreed and you nodded, jotting down the first rule.

this continued for some time until things started to get a bit more intense. “you come to all my home games. in my jersey,” he said, but it came off as more of a demand. “all of them?” you asked, biting your lip. “every single one. besides this will give you a chance to see kent play too,” owen replied, wiggling his eyebrows at the last part. you rolled your eyes at his words, huffing in annoyance. “fine. but i’m not wearing the jersey,” you said. “um yes you are. people need to know that you’re my girl, babe,” owen rebutted, giving you a pointed look.

and he was right, of course. how were you supposed to be fake dating owen power if you don’t even wear his jersey to his games? “fine. but it’s just for show,” you relented. “mhm sure,” owen answered, taking a bite of his food.

“and what about kissing?” you asked, causing a loud choking sound to come from the boy across from you. you sat up straight, leaning over the table to make sure he was all right. he continued to cough for a few seconds, but gathered himself almost immediately. once the coughing subsided, owen looked at you, and that's how you noticed the closeness between you two; noses barely touching, as his brown eyes met yours. a blush covered both your cheeks as you sat back down. “let’s not plan that out,” he mumbled, and you nodded, writing down the word kiss with a question mark next to it.

game tonight. stop by the locker room for the jersey

that was the text you saw displayed on your screen at the end of your midday lecture. this whole fake dating thing with owen had been going on for a couple of weeks now. the two of you walked each other to class, holding hands, parted ways with a hug and “kiss on the cheek” (because if people looked hard enough they would see that his lips barely grazed your skin), and then met up again afterwards for a small coffee or lunch date. it was going great. owen was a nice guy and fun to be around. he was also so smart and helped you out with your homework and studying on more than one account.

today, however, was his first game since this establishment. it was going to be your big debut, as owen called it, and he had everything all mapped out. you would arrive early, just before warm ups, to meet him at the end of the tunnel, where he would give you his spare jersey. then you would sit in the children of yost section, and he’d make a big show of waving to you during warm ups. from there the team would go on to win the game (fingers crossed) and the two of you would celebrate with his friends at the after party.

“a foolproof plan,” owen explained over lunch. “yeah totally foolproof. not a single thing could go wrong,” you said, sarcasm dripping from your voice. owen gave you a pointed look, but the smile threatening to make its way onto his face won over. “just keep an open mind,” he begged and you nodded, a small smile on your face as you continued to eat lunch.

now you are standing at the entrance of the tunnel, fidgeting with your phone. you texted owen a couple of minutes ago and he replied saying that he’d be right out. finally, he came through the tunnel. his pads and skates were on, but no jersey. yet he still managed to look really good, and you had to physically stop your jaw from dropping.

“hey,” he greeted. “hey. excited?” you asked, sticking your hands in the back pockets of your jeans as you rocked on your heels. “yeah. a little nervous too, but i think we have a good shot,” owen said, a hand running through his long hair. “yeah?” you asked. “yeah,” he answered. the two of you stood there, neither of you making a move. “so the jersey?” you pushed, nodding towards the maize colored jersey. “oh right,” he mumbled, handing it to you.

you took the piece of clothing from him, inspecting the size. it was huge, going down to your mid thigh at least, and you’d definitely have to roll up the sleeves. “put it on. i want to see,” owen begged, a childish whine in his voice. you laughed, but obliged to his request with no problems. just as anticipated, the jersey was huge. “i look like a child,” you groaned, eyeing the length. you expected owen to have some smart comeback, or completely deny your accusation, but instead he said nothing.

your eyes now moved from the ginormous jersey, to the tall giant in front of you. “what?” you asked softly, a blush coating your cheeks when you noticed his intense stare and wide opened mouth. again, owen didn’t say anything. “this was a bad idea. i should take it off,” you rambled, lifting the hem of the jersey, but owen stopped you. “no don’t. you look great, really great. please keep it on,” he whispered, fingers wrapping around your wrist. “okay o, i’ll keep it on,” you agreed, letting the fabric slip from your grasp. the air was heavy as his hand dropped yours, eyes still locked on you. “i um…i should go…team meeting and all,” he explained, a large hand rubbing the back of his neck. “yeah. yeah. i’ll see you after, okay?” you said and he nodded, turning to head back the way he came from.

“oh and owen,” you called, grabbing his hand just before he stepped out of reach. “hmm?” “good luck,” you whispered, standing on your tiptoes as you left a gentle kiss on his jaw.

the game ended up going really well. the boys pulled off a huge win over michigan state, leading to an absolute rager at one of their hockey houses. “we’re going,” owen decided for you, taking your hand in his as he led you to the house. it was clear that he was on an adrenaline high; owen had scored a goal but also had an assist. (at least that’s what the people around you kept saying.) he made a big show of pointing to you during his goal celebration, letting everybody know that the two of you were “together”.

“are you nervous?” you asked, the hockey house coming into view. “no, why?” owen asked, looking down at you. “dunno. i just figured you would be. these are your friends after all,” you mumbled. “it’ll be fine. they really want to meet you. besides this is the perfect opportunity for you to get kent’s attention,” he said, bumping your shoulder towards the end. you don’t know why, but a small frown came over your face at the mention of kent. you hadn’t thought about the blonde since this whole thing started; your thoughts were consumed by a tall brunette.

owen guided you up the stairs of the hockey house, one hand resting on the small of your back as you walked in front of him. he pulled the door open, waiting for you to enter the already bustling house. “big dog’s here!” someone shouted, causing a series of whoops and shouts to chorus throughout the room.

owen smiled, a red tint coating his cheeks. he was so cute, you thought, watching him with a fond smile. “let’s go get a drink,” he said, directing you to the kitchen. the second you entered the small area, you were ambushed by a bunch of rowdy boys. you recognized some of them as owen’s teammates, but you couldn’t remember any names.

“finally brought your girlfriend around, o?” one of them asked, a teasing smirk on his face. he was tiny, much smaller than owen, and blonde. owen rolled his eyes at the guy’s words, eliciting a couple laughs from the group. “this is y/n. y/n these are the guys,” he introduced, gesturing to the boys in front of you. “hi,” you said, offering them a small wave.

“what do you want to drink?” owen asked, drawing your attention back to him. “um…lemonade i don’t know. i don’t really drink,” you answered. the blonde guy from earlier scoffed, throwing an arm over your shoulder. “oh that’s gonna change real quick,” he promised, taking it upon himself to make you a mixed drink.

hours later, and you were not only well acquainted with the team, but with drinking. you found out that the blonde guy was named thomas and that he and brendan were pong champs. somehow, and you have no idea how, the two of them had roped you into playing a game of pong with them. they partnered you up with mackie, one of the freshmen, and insisted that they would go easy on you. that strategy didn’t seem to be working in their favor though.

“let’s go!” mackie shouted, high fiving you as the two of you won your third game in a row. “woo!” you cheered, jumping around excitedly. “dude! do better!” brendan shouted at thomas, causing the two of them to start playing the blame game.

it was the loud commotion that attracted owen’s attention. he smiled at the sight of you interacting with his friends. you caught him staring, smiling widely at him. you waved him over, calling his name over the loud music. owen walked over to you, stopping when he reached your side.

“owen! guess what? mackie and i keep winning,” you cheered, gesturing wildly to the younger boy. “oh yeah?” owen asked, trying to suppress a chuckle. you were so cute. “yeah. maybe you and i can play together,” you said, tapping his chest at your great idea. “i don’t think so honey. i think we should go home,” he answered, watching as a pout settled on your lips. “but i’m having so much fun. can’t we stay for a little longer?” you begged, leaning into him. owen shook his head, before explaining that it would be best if you left. “you can come over another time,” he promised, causing your eyes to twinkle in happiness.

“really?” you asked softly, voice taking on an excited tone as your eyes lit up with happiness. “really,” owen answered, intertwining your fingers with his. he smiled fondly at you, nothing but love and adoration swimming in his brown eyes hidden behind those nerdy glasses. “okay. just let me say goodbye first,” you agreed, dropping one of your hands. he watched as you pulled mackie into a side hug, yet still managed to keep him close (not that owen would dream of letting you wander off).

after you’d made your rounds, and owen told the important people that he was heading out for the night, the two of you exited the still wild party. the cool crisp air hit your skin as you walked down the steps and onto the front lawn. “it’s kind of chilly,” you mumbled, stepping closer to owen, who’s body radiated heat like a personal heater. “here,” he began, sliding his arms out of the varsity jacket adorning the school’s logo.

“what owen--” you tried protesting, but he silenced you with a ‘hush’. drunk you didn’t have the energy to argue because you held your arms out, allowing him to slip the jacket onto your shoulders. immediately you were encompassed in the smell that was owen, causing your shoulders to relax and comfort to seep into your bones. “thanks babe,” you said, grabbing his hand in yours once again. that was the first time you called owen babe, but he figured now wasn’t the best time to mention it.

“this physics homework is kicking my ass,” you complained, your head dropping into your hands as your pencil slid across the library table. currently, you and owen were having an impromptu study date in one of the library’s study rooms. he chuckled at your misery, causing you to lift your head up and frown at him. “it’s not funny owen. i’m actually really struggling,” you said, frowning a bit. “let me see it,” he asked, holding his hands out for your paper.

you smiled, happy to be getting some help from the physics genius himself. “what are you taking mech? or electrical?” he asked. your eyebrows furrowed in confusion at his question. “it’s just physics 101. i need it for my major,” you explained. “i see,” he mumbled, eyes completely focused on the paper while yours were completely focused on him. you watched with deep fascination as his brown eyes scanned the words on the page. you could basically see the mathematical gears turning in his head as he tried to decipher the problem and your chicken scratch handwriting. understanding lit up his eyes, as a small “aha” escaped his previously pursed lips.

“you used the wrong equation here,” he started before going on a physics tangent involving the correct equations, solving steps, and substitutions. he was leaning over the table, watching intently as you worked to make the corrections necessary. when you finally finished the problem, you turned to look out the windows of the study room, the ones that gave you a perfect view of the library. you were surprised, but not shocked, a group of michigan hockey players staring at you like animals in a zoo.

you blushed when they began making kissy faces at the two of you, brendan holding up a heart with his hands. owen just rolled his eyes, shaking his head gently at their antics. their laughs echoed in the previously quiet room as they all barged in. scraping the chairs against the floor to match their loud, teasing voices. kent took the seat next to owen, nudging the taller boy’s shoulder, shooting him a look that made fun of him in a loving manner. owen’s cheeks flamed and he turned his attention back to you, who was chatting with brendan and thomas while completing the physics homework.

you must have felt his eyes on you because you looked up. the second your eyes connected your cheeks turned the same shade as his, but you quickly averted your attention back to your studies.

weeks of fake dating turned into a month of fake dating. a month of fake dating turned into two weekend series at home and one away, all of which required you to wear owen’s jersey. all of them that made your feelings for owen abundantly clear.

maybe this whole thing started out as a way for you to gain kent’s attention, but now you didn’t even care. kent had started talking to you more and texting you, but he didn’t hold your interest the way owen did. you from the past would have been thrilled by the attention, but now, it was unwanted and unwelcome. leading to your current predicament, how to tell owen that you wanted to date him in a realm outside of making kent jealous, rules, and all things fake. studying provided the perfect excuse for you to execute your foolproof plan. (granted you did have a test to study for but it could wait.)

that night, you skipped out on some party that owen’s friends were hosting under the guise that you needed to prepare for the upcoming week. owen, like the great person that he is, offered to stay back and help you, but you declined his gracious offer. every couple of minutes owen would send you either a text or snap from the party claiming that he was bored and wished you were there. but he hasn’t sent you anything in almost half an hour, and you were disappointed to admit that it was getting to you.

just as you were about to get back to studying, after checking your phone of course, there was a knock on your door. your eyebrows furrowed, thinking that maybe your roommate lost her key again. but you were surprised to find owen standing there, holding a box of pizza, a six pack of coke, and a bag of your favorite candy.

“owen? what are you doing here?” you asked, stepping to the side so that he could walk into your room. “i missed you, and the party was boring. so i thought why not stop by to see my favorite girl, and convince her to watch cloud nine with me,” he said, with a sweet smile on his face as he held the box of pizza out as a peace offering.

“aww owen. i’d love to,” you replied, taking the food from his hands and setting it down on your desk chair. “good because this would have been so awkward otherwise,” he mumbled. you laughed at his words, standing on your tiptoes to throw your arms around his shoulders, linking your fingers together behind his neck.

“thank you for coming,” you whispered, looking into his beautiful eyes. “you’re welcome,” he answered, arms tightening around your waist just a bit. “i um…actually i wanted to tell you something,” he mumbled shyly, a nervous look in his eyes. “me too,” you replied, stepping away from him ever so slightly, allowing for some space between you two. “you go first,” he insisted, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose.

you took a breath, taking a moment to appreciate the man standing in front of you. part of you knew that this could be the last time you see him. “i have a crush on you. it’s more than a crush actually, and i’d rather date you for real than be in a fake relationship,” you confessed, twiddling your thumbs as you waited for his answer.

owen’s mouth parted in shock, and he stood there silently for a couple of minutes before answering. “me too. err well i mean i’d like to date you too, for real,” he explained, causing a large smile to take over your face. you laughed, throwing your arms around his neck as his arms wrapped around your midsection, lifting you in a circle. your laughter echoed through the room as he put you back on the ground.

“i’m so glad that you asked me to be your fake girlfriend,” you whispered, forehead resting against his. “i’m so glad that i came up with this foolproof plan,” owen replied, and you quirked an eyebrow at that. “well it’s not entirely foolproof,” you teased. “oh really? explain,” he demanded. “we still have an issue of kissing to sort out,” you answered. “ah right. how about i kiss you now? and then again later? how about i kiss you everyday? is that a new rule, one kiss a day?” he asked, leaning in closer to you. “i think more than one kiss a day is fine,” you decided, allowing his lips to meet yours in what could only be described as the best kiss in fake dating to lovers' history.

#owen power #owen power x reader #owen power imagine #owen power blurb #owen power fic #buffalo sabres #umich hockey #owen power 😩#odp #cobrakaisb writing

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iwantahockeyhimbo · 2 years

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happy birthday

thank you bae 🫶🏽 i feel so loved

#cobrakaisb <3 #mick is thwarted #himbo answers #that luke gif 😩#luke hughes #quinn hughes #owen power #brendan brisson

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itsyourstarboy · 2 years

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🎃Redacted Couples Dressing Up For Halloween🎃

👻👻Spoopy Time Headcanons👻👻

🥰Couples Costumes🥰🥰

Pt. 1

(Btw, the gender of the costume character is not directly linked to the gender of the redacted character/listener character, Milo and Sweetheart’s is prime example of this)

First up is...

Asher and Baaabe

Ah, yes, the lovely goofball/hot bitch power couple ☺️☺️

These two are the reason I made this list, because I KNOW

Asher would dress as Roger Rabbit

And Babe would dress as Jessica Rabbit

(Who Framed Roger Rabbit 1988 film)

THEY CANT NOT DRESS AS THEM, SERIOUSLY

I also just kinda wanna see Babe in that red dress, ngl-

You just can’t tell me this isn’t them 👇👇👇

NEXT!

Milo and Sweetheart

Okay, DONT HATE ME FOR THIS

I’m not making fun of Milo’s accent, I swear-

That being said...

Milo would dress as Harley Quinn

And Sweetheart would dress as The Joker

(The DC Universe comic book series and more)

If you disagree, that’s fine, I get it, it’s probably an overdone joke idk,

BUT MILO WOULD BE KILLING IT IN HARLEY QUINN’S SUICIDE SQUAD OUTFIT, ARE YOU KIDDING ME???

And Sweetheart in a suit 👀👀👀👀

I don’t think more needs to be said

Milo calling Sweetheart Puddin

NEXT!

David and Angel

I wish I could think of something more interesting or elaborate for these two, but let’s be honest...

David would dress as The Big Bad Wolf

And Angel would dress as Little Red Riding Hood

(Little Red Riding Hood 17th century folktale)

ITS SO PERFECT THEY LITERALLY CANT BE ANYTHING ELSE

Okay, well, that’s a lie, I almost made them Beauty and the Beast

But I have a feeling David would not want to dress up, so Angel just has to work with what he already is-

NEXT!

Sam and Darlin

THIS ONES MY FAVORITE THIS ONES MY FAVORITE

Now, I’m not making fun of Sam and calling him a cowboy.

I have his accent too, it’d make me a hypocrite.

HOWEVER THIS IS TOO PERFECT AND IF I CAN MAKE THIS COUPLE CANON IN ANY WAY IT SHALL BE THIS

Sam would dress as Jedediah

And Darlin would dress as Octavius

(Night at the Museum film franchise)

JEDTAVIUS MY BELOVED 😩😩😩

Darlin rocking that Roman armor 👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀

Sammy in the cowboy fit 👀👀👀👀👀👀👀

I know he wouldn’t want to dress as a cowboy, but I think he’d be fine if he’s dressing as Jedediah

We all know he’s an Owen Wilson kinnie anyway

NEXT!

Vincent and Lovely

Okay this one might be a bit of a stretch...

I really struggled to pick a dynamic duo for them, but I think this works

Vincent would dress as Erik “The Phantom”

And Lovely would dress as Christine

(The Phantom of the Opera 1986 musical)

No, I didn’t choose this because I think Vincent would look hot in The Phantom’s mask 😅😅😅

...👀

I honestly don’t have much else to say about them, it just felt right.

NEXT!

Geordi and Cutie

This is another one that I struggled with

And I honestly don’t know why I think they’d dress as this duo-

Geordi would dress as Jerry

And Cutie would dress as Tom

(Tom and Jerry animated franchise)

To be completely honest, I think they’d dress as any dynamic duo within Looney Toons/Warner Bros...

NEXT!

Gavin and Freelancer

Y’know how I said Sam and Darlin’s costume was my favorite?

Well this one is a very close second

Gavin would dress as Tiffany

And Freelancer would dress as Chucky

(Bride of Chucky 1998 film)

I JUST KNOW THAT GAVIN WOULD

HE’S A HOT BITCH AND SO IS TIFF, IT JUST MAKES SENSE

God I hope someone draws this, ngl

Do I just want to see him in a leather jacket and fishnets? Maybe.

NEXT!

Ollie and Mentor

This one was another struggle

I just don’t know much about either of them even though I’ve listened to Ollie’s playlist

Hell, Mentor doesn’t even have a proper pet name...

But, regardless, there was one iconic duo that came to mind for these two and it just kinda stuck...

Ollie would dress as Shaggy

And Mentor would dress as Velma

(Scooby-Doo animated franchise)

I don’t know why, I just feels like they would

(This is a really cute gif omg)

NEXT!

Elliott and Sunshine

Okay, hear me out-

These two DO NOT PLAY when it comes to Halloween costumes, alright?

They’ve been doing matching outfits for YEARS, even before they were dating

And they will not stop.

Elliott would dress as Wybie

And Sunshine would dress as Coraline

(Coraline 2009 film)

Again, I just feel like they would, okay?

The bestest, mostest, dynamicist, duoist duo in the entire Redactedsphere

NEXT!

Avior and Starlight

THEY CANT NOT DRESS AS A TIM BURTON COUPLE OKAY-

It’s just perfect for them 😭😭

That being said...

Avior would dress as Jack

And Starlight would dress as Sally

(The Nightmare Before Christmas 1993 film)

I might just want to see Avior in a black and white striped suit, but I swear there’s more to this-

Halloweentown is basically hell.

Here's part two!

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harlowhockeystick · 1 year

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I get to see Tyson Jost, Owen Power, AND Sidney Crosby in the flesh tonight

Totally not flexing

-💍

(Totally flexing)

Jealous 😩

#my asks #💍

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araphiel · 2 years

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Obi-Wan Kenobi: my thoughts on the series [spoilers]

Just binge-watched the 6 episodes all in a day and, honestly, it was even better on re-watch! I freaking LOVE this series and I don't care what anybody else says.

Watching Ewan McGregor reprise the role of Obi-Wan Kenobi was everything I wanted!

Obi-Wan's arc is just so beautifully realized. It's heartbreaking seeing him in the first episode, depressed, consumed by guilt, his connection to the Force weakened; and then through the season we see him slowly becoming more like himself again, culminating in that spectacular finale where not only is his connection to the Force fully restored but it's more powerful than ever because he has someone to fight for. And by the end of the series we see him laugh and smile again, he has forgiven himself and moved on, he has healed. 😭😭😭

His relationship with little Leia warms my heart. They have such a delightful dynamic and share so many lovely moments. I love little Leia so much! She's so precious! Vivien Lyra Blair did such a splendid job. She was Leia through and through. And their last scene together, where Obi-Wan tells her how she inherited her parents best qualities left me in tears.

Vader was also freaking phenomenal in this series. His presence alone is so menacing. And the way they handled the Obi-Wan / Vader dynamic was perfect. From their first encounter on Mapuzo, with Vader coming for Obi-Wan like a freaking terminator; their flashbacks together and how their fight paralleled their duel on Mustafar; and their final confrontation which was just so emotional and powerful! And watching Obi-Wan truly leveling up and I could see his resolve in finishing it but then he sees Anakin's face through the broken mask and you can see Obi-Wan breaking again, his eyes so full of pain as he tells Anakin he's sorry. I don't think I'll ever recover from this scene! And Anakin/Vader telling Obi-Wan he is not his failure, with Anakin's own voice coming through and the blue light reflecting on his face, it truly felt like it was Anakin absolving Obi-Wan 😭😭😭

Personally, I found the Reva subplot was the weakest part of the series. I don't know if it was the writing or the acting or both, but something about her character and her arc just didn't click with me. I'd rather we had more of the Inquisitors as a whole or maybe just focused more on the Grand inquisitor, idk... I think it goes without saying that despite this I don't think Reva/Moses Ingram deserves any of the hate she got. But yeah, hers was definitely the least interesting part of the series for me.

Some additional thoughts: + Small detail, but I really liked the recap of the Prequel Trilogy. + I LOVE the Obi-Wan theme! John Williams never disappoints. + I love all the different Order 66 flashbacks we've been getting, not only in this series but also in The Mandalorian. Rips my heart to shreds every time. + Leia and Bail's relationship is so sweet 😩 + Owen's "Like you trained his father?" was such a low blow! Like DAMN! + Little Leia is such a SAVAGE! The way she schooled her asshole of a cousin, calling Obi-Wan old twice, "Is this a staring contest?!" I LOVE her! If she and baby Grogu had met, they would be unstoppable! The Empire wouldn't have stood a chance! I love my space babies! - Reva's parkour through the roofs in episode 2 is probably my least favourite sequence in the whole series. I would rather they had cut this and instead gave us a proper showdown between her and the Grand Inquisitor (although I guess she would probably have lost...) + The moment Obi-Wan learns Anakin is still alive 💔 + I could get lost in Ewan McGregor's blue eyes 💙💙💙 + Vader throwing Obi-Wan into the fire — tell me you're not over Mustafar without telling me you're not over Mustafar + But it was honestly gut-wrenching seeing Obi-Wan burn + Loved seeing the Fortress Inquisitorius + When Leia holds Obi-Wan's hand with her tiny little hand and he strokes her hand back 😭😭😭 + The flashbacks in episode 5 made me so emotional! And it was so lovely seeing Hayden as Anakin again. + When Reva is asking Obi-Wan where he was when Anakin was murdering younglings and why he didn't stop him, and we can see the hurt and the guilt on Obi-Wan's eyes 😭 My love, you were on Utapau getting shot at! 😭 + Vader pulling that ship down and ripping it apart — OMG! That was so powerful! This series really gave us some peak Vader content. I want a Darth Vader series asap! + Also, his fight with Reva?! Brilliant! The way he was just toying with her, not even drawing his own lightsaber, like it was beneath him. *chef's kiss* + Little Luke is adorable too! If we get a second season, I hope we get to see more of him. + When Obi-Wan does his iconic opening stance in episode 6 and the music builds up — I FELT things!!! And just when I thought it couldn't get any better he ends up switching hands during the duel and don't ask me why but I found that hot as hell! What a legend! + Like seriously, that was simultaneous the sexiest and most gut-wrenching lightsaber duel ever! + The way Vader purposefully gave obi-wan the low ground — tell me you're not over Mustafar without telling me you're not over Mustafar, Part 2. + The open helmet scene will haunt me forever 😭😭😭 I AM DEAD AND IN PAIN 😭😭😭 Utter perfection! + Uncle Owen and aunt Beru are freaking badasses and I LOVE them! + Always a pleasure seeing Ian McDiarmid as Palpatine! + Obi-Wan's laugh healed my soul + I mean it when I say that Ewan McGregor's Obi-Wan Kenobi owns my heart. I love him so much 😭💙 + "Princess Leia Organa, you are wise, discerning, kindhearted. These are qualities that came from your mother. But you are also passionate and fearless, forthright. And these are gifts from your father. Both were exceptional people who bore an exceptional daughter." — sobbing forever over this scene 😭😭😭 + I loved that we got to hear Obi-Wan's iconic "Hello there" one more time and I think it's hilarious that was the first thing he said to Luke when he finally met him! The sassy king is truly back as his old self 💙 + And how adorable is it that the toy ship Luke is playing with in A New Hope was gifted to him by Obi-Wan 💙 + I LOVED seeing Master Qui-Gon again! And the first thing he says to Obi-Wan being "Well, took you long enough" is just so in-character!

There's so much more I could say but I'm going to shut up now.

Check out my letterboxd for more of my thoughts.

#obi wan kenobi tv #my thoughts #obi wan kenobi #kenobi #star wars

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I came here to just rant about how amazing little Leia is.

How awesome Beru is and how protective and loving Owen is.

Also my boi Anakin might be a very evil bean but he is soo drowned in misery and sadness:(

He should have been on Naboo with Padme , fixing droids with Leia.

And Obi wan the way he let go of Anakin after everything is just😭😭

yes omg leia is my little sunshine! and owen and beru are such a power couple i'm-

also i don't know how disney made me care about anakin skywalker but they totally did and now i'm drowning in feels😩

#i'm not a star wars fan but dhdhshd this show is surely something

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Finale y’all ! Let’s gooo

Fuck

BABY LUKE!

Haja you sweetie

BERU!

Badass AILF

Oh baby Leia

Finally someone in this universe who’s got some sense about children and weapons safety!

Oh Obes Kenobes, self-sacrificing idiot. My beloved. Twat

Vader, your Anakin is showing…

Poor baby Luke

Oh she slipped him Lola 😩😖🥺

Oh the Patented Kenobi opening stance 🥵😙😍

Fuck off Reva, learn to respect peoples property

Bi lighting obi-wan again yes yes yes

Ooof. Ow

That it?

Owen claiming Luke 😫🥹😩

DID SHE JUST FLYING BITCH-SLAP HER???!!! 😂🤣🤩

Run bitch! RUN!

Oh he loves those babies so much

THE POWER OF DAD MODE!

FUCK HIM UP OBI!

He’s pelting him with rocks! He should have done that to him back when he was a snotty teen 😂🤣🙃

Oh he’s fucking up the life support

Vader’s rasp from Rebels 🥲

Oh fuck the parallels

Oh fuck I’m crying

“Darth Vader betrayed and murdered your father” oh fuck it’s true, from a certain point of view 🥲😭😢

Called him Darth

Oh fuck off Reva I’m trying to process what just happened

YOU BITCH!

GET AWAY FROM HIM YOU BITCH!

Oh shit someone is coming out of the desert holding a Skywalker. This isn’t going to end well

Oh. Obi didn’t run to him

Oh Reva

Oh Obi-Wan

Hahaha raisin Palpy

Oh baby Leia. I love you Breha. Good dad Bail

REUNION!

Her calling him out on his awful self-care is a mood

Oh fuck I’m crying

Lola in the holster 😭😭😭

He’s moving out of his depression cave!

HE SAID THE THING!

Quiggs you BITCH. Your weave looks like shit

So no Cody?

#obi wan kenobi spoilers #kenobi show spoilers #kenobi spoilers #trash talks

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hi!! can you do an ig edit with owen power where you guys are childhood friends to lovers?

oh how I love this trope!! here ya go nommie! hope you like it :)

(all pictures are not mine, and the storyline is fiction!)

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owenpower_ - we are getting old :-)

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yourusername - I’m sorry that you turned into a giant, owen! you’re heavy !!

↳ owenpower_ - ah, the girl of my dreams finally comments 🥰 and of course it’s with insults!

mbeniers10 - so this is the famous y/n!!

↳ yourusername - I would say hi nice to meet you, matty but owen is squishing me into my chair right now.

kentjohnson.13 - FACETIME GIRL !!! YOU’RE OWEN’S FACETIME GIRL

↳ owenpower_ - KENT JOHNSON

brendan.brisson - awe you two are adorable! she is so pretty @owenpower_ no wonder you never shut up about her

yourusername - awe, teddy bear talks to you about me? ☺️ @brendan.brisson

↳ brendan.brisson - TEDDY BEAR?! omg owen, the boys and I must meet y/n and learn all of the nicknames

↳ owenpower_ - BACK OFF & you literally have met her before when we played in chi

brendan.brisson - HOLY SHIT—— POWER NO FUCKING WAY

↳ yourusername - all I did was get 2 years older and dye my hair, briss. 👀

thombordeleau - pow if she isn’t with you, can I have a shot?

↳ yourusername - @thombordeleau, giraffe boy and I go wayyyyy back as you can see….. so even if I let you have a chance; he would never let you have one :) but hi, nice to meet you!

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yourusername - just how fast the night changes…… happy draft day to my giraffe of a best friend. I’m so proud of you and what you have accomplished so far in life! you deserve the world and more! no.1 draft pick and no.1 in my heart <3

guess I have to buy a sabres jersey to go along with my collection of power jerseys! again, congrats honey, I love you 🤍

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owenpower_ - thankful to have you always by my side❤️ I love you!

kentjohnson.13 - congrats pow!!! and does this mean you two are together now?!

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thombordeleau - BIG DOG AND Y/N !!!!!!! #gosabres & #favecouple

owenpower_ - * finally says I love you for the first time on socials * everyone goes crazy

↳ yourusername - going crazy over us? what 😂

↳ owenpower_ - maybe we should tell them….. :)

brendan.brisson - this caption is so cute and making me feel single 🥲 but go sabres, big dog!!!!

yourusername - get over it briss, we are besties 🤍

owenpower_ - best friend for life ❤️

↳ mbeniers10 - that’s what I say to audrey allllll the timeeeee 🥺 (I so know you two are lying but I’ll play along) congrats mr. no.1!!

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owenpower_ - post draft pictures > announcing our relationship

#officiallyofficial

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yourusername - happy almost one year, baby! 💖

kentjohnson.13 - ALMOST A YEAR?! I’M YOUR BEST FRIEND POW….. and roomie :(

masonmctavish - OP & Y/N/N SUPREMACY

mbeniers10 - briss now owes me $20 dollars

thombordeleau - I should have betted on this!!!! because this is so cute 💖

owenpower_ - best friends —> girlfriend

↳ yourusername - you’re never getting rid of me power!! also why is my hair so light in this picture?!

↳ owenpower_ - can’t wait till you wear my jersey and we both have the same last name 💙 (and it’s because of the lighting, I promise babe)

emmpower - or the highlights that we put in today ?! you guys are my faves everrrr

↳ yourusername - forgot about the highlights (they make me look so blonde!!!

brendan.brisson - IM LOSING MONEY LIKE IM LOSING MY TEARS😩 this is so cute

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abbster’s taglist: @owenpwr @studsccsnackavoybambi @oskarlidblom @hockey-lover86 @bellaguarneri @juliasahoshughes @jamiedryzdale @pulpfixion @the-stars-shine-above-us @dylandukerr @boeswhore @hockeyboysarehot @hockey-lover-22 @yorkshirespirlo @dracoswhore007 @pierrelucduboiis

#abbster answers #thank you anon <33 #abbster’s anons !!#1 800 iluvhockey insta edit #owen power

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In your bords imagine it said that you meeting him was a disaster could you write something on that plz 🧍🏻‍♀️☝️

Two cups of Coffee

Yes I’ve been waiting for this one 😩🤚🏻 turn it up

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Thomas Bordeleau. Who the heck didn’t know Thomas Bordeleau. He was a star hockey player, for goodness sake. While you, on the other hand, couldn’t give two shits about hockey. It wasn’t that you didn’t enjoy a good game; it was just you had more important things to care about. After all, it was midterms week, and you being the overachiever you were signed up for the most demanding courses. You were late for your class, but all you could hear about was the buzz about the Yost ice arena. You checked your watch 3 minutes late... You started running across campus. That's when you caught the eye of a certain someone.

Thomas watched as you started to run across campus with your bag half open and three pens in your hands. He chuckled and thought it was sort of cute. He's always found you attractive, but somehow, his charm never worked on you. You were always doing something else—your work, talking with friends, ordering drinks, or even running to class. Granted, he never managed to speak to you, but that was because you always slipped away before he could reach you.

You had made it to class 10 minutes late. Walking in quickly as not to disturb the class. The professor gave you a side-eye but nonetheless continued the lecture. After class, you found yourself sitting in the library. You had to continue your midterm paper that was due soon. Soon a group of boys came in. The Umich Ice hockey team. Like every other student, they had papers to write and tests to study for.

Dylan saw Thomas staring in your direction and started to jab him in the stomach and wiggle his eyebrows. “Is that the girl?” he whispered. The word of Thomas’s mysterious crush had Erik, Brendan, and Owen power looking up from their books. They all turned to where you were sitting and started to tease Thomas. Before hyping him up, “ You got this dude,” “Just talk to her man,” “ What's the worst that could happen?”.

He finally gained enough confidence. He was going to go with a smooth approach. The boys watched as he made his way over to your table. He cleared his throat and put on his famous smile before tapping you on the shoulder, “ Hey.”. You spun around and asked, “ Do you need something?” clearly a bit irritated as you wanted to get back to your work so you could sleep tonight. He stood there for a moment. Before you turned back around to work, he was a bit taken aback, and he didn't want to be cocky, but I mean, look at him. No girl had ever wanted to end a conversation with him so quickly.

“What's your name?” he asked. The boys sitting at the back table watched as he crashed and burned with their mouths open. You sighed, simply just wanting to work. “ I'm Y/N” you quickly answered. He knew that but didn't want to come off as creepy. “ So Y/N... I like your backpack it's very nice.”. “Are you going somewhere with this? Wait do I even know you? Who are you?” you started to be a bit annoyed as he wouldn't leave you alone. He was a bit surprised once again. “I'm Thomas Bordeleau.” “ well Thomas Bordeleau could you leave? I'm not trying to be rude here but I'm doing something.” you said.

“Ok. Sorry” Thomas responded. He felt his whole world crashing down. This was not how he wanted you to perceive him. You felt bad for a second hearing his disappointment. You turn to apologize, but he knocked your coffee cup onto your paper. The one you've been endlessly working on for the past few weeks. You quickly got out of your chair and saw the coffee dripping off the table, spilling everywhere. The boys in the back froze from how bad this was. It was like watching a horrible soap opera. Thomas saw you gasp with your hands over your mouth. He quickly went to apologize. You were on the verge of tears. It was stupid to cry over a ruined essay, but you had worked weeks on end and almost perfected it.

Thomas looked at you and repeated that he was so sorry over and over. He quickly went and got towels to pat dry your table. He tried his best to salvage your work. When he finished cleaning up the mess he made and patting dry your essay. He looked at you, prepared to hear the worst. But you smiled and said, “thank you.” your paper was a bit damp, but it would survive.

Unbeknownst to him, watching him scurry around and try to help you, you found it sweet, even though he was the cause. No one would have helped as he did. Maybe a sorry and run away. He was a bit stunned. “Yeah.. Of course.” he walked back to his table, and his friends just avoided eye contact with him. This was probably the end.

Next day

Walking across the campus. A shout was heard, “ HEY BORDELEAU.” Thomas turned his head and stopped walking. You caught up with him and smiled. His heart stopped for a moment. “ want a cup of coffee? My treat.” you winked. He gulped and nodded quickly. You grabbed his hand and pulled him with you to get two cups of coffee—this time with no spills.

#hockey #ice hockey #umich imagine #umich blurbs #thomas bordeleau imagine #thomas bordeleau #thomas bordeleau x reader #thomas bordeleau blurb #umich hockey #anonymous #eunoia <3 #umich

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