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erstwhles · 7 months
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based on this (still athlete x celebrity. the tags there have a little more info), but angst this time. he has a lot of personal baggage and the thought of the media talking about it has him peacing out before anything gets serious
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Liam's brow furrows as he looks them over. He would like nothing more than to turn and walk away, but he has spent long enough avoiding this conversation. It's just that apparently problems don't just disappear if you turn the other way. "Hi," he says, as if it serves as any explanation of his absence. "Um, so it's been a while."
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erstwhles · 10 months
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open to anyone, mutuals and nonmutuals based on the first bullet under liam's name here
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"It's going to be fun!" As he kneels, Liam pulls their skate onto his leg to start tying their laces. "Anyway, did we really bring two pairs of skates all the way here just so you could watch me skate? Where's the fun in that?" He looks up with a final pull of both loops and sets their foot down before reaching for the other. "Plus, I'll be here the whole time."
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erstwhles · 1 month
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open to anyone (m/w/nb), mutuals or nonmutuals
premise: athlete with poor coping methods just sustained a serious injury. he's waiting on news from the doctor. things are tense because it's not looking good, but he's trying to be appreciative of his... friend? teammate? partner? anyone!
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His jaw clenches and, "No, I'm fine." Liam's eyes soften almost immediately after the words leave him, and he sighs, reaching a hand in their direction. "It's just... This is gonna get old for you, you know." Setbacks like this used to be easier, easily drowned out by the high that came with a pill or the right drink. He doesn't often miss those days, but it's hard not to think about it during times like this. "You don't have to take care of me."
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erstwhles · 6 months
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open to anyone, mutuals and nonmutuals (romantic or would very much love platonic) premise: a lingering injury keeps me off of the ice for a year and things are hard and you’re trying to get me to talk about it. you know my career is the only thing that matters to me–fuck, i didn’t mean to say that
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"No." Liam works his jaw as he avoids their eyes. He doesn't think he can handle seeing that look again. It's one thing coming from fans or teammates, but he can't take it from those closest to him, too. He is drowning in enough pity as it is. "You don't get it! Without this, I don't fucking have anything. I'm not... anyone. This--playing and skating--is all I have, and right now it's gone, and there's nothing else to say about it. So no, I really don't want to talk about it, okay?"
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erstwhles · 2 months
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based on this, but tl;dr athlete coming back from an injury. the future is a little unknown. will it work out? is this the end? doesn’t have to be angsty! and feel free to assume anything else
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Standing in front of the mirror, already dressed in his suit, Liam gives a curious bend of his knee. Though he finally has the green light to play, the muscle is a little stiffer than he had hoped for going into the game. Still, the thought of finally stepping back onto the ice is enough to shroud his initial worries.
There is a lot to be said for what is to come. Is this still a realistic dream?
“Would you still love me?” He says, smoothing the collar of his shirt underneath the jacket as he steps away from the mirror. “If I couldn’t play, I mean?” And though he smiles, teasing, the look in his eyes mirrors the uncertainty surrounding the day. “Like, if they had to buyout my contract and I couldn’t skate again, and I started reminiscing all the time about when I used to play?”
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erstwhles · 11 months
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based on this (and the original inspiration is in the source of that post), but tl;dr, agreed to go on vacation to get away from life and ended up hitting it off with the stranger he met on the first day
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They have spent the week getting to know each other, without expectations or hope for what might be once they go their inevitable separate ways, but with his upcoming departure tomorrow, Liam feels a surprising weight in his chest. When was the last time he felt this carefree? This happy? His life back home is no simpler than it was when he arrived here, but for the first time maybe ever, he feels ready.
If only it didn't mean leaving them behind.
"I was hoping I might find you here," Liam says, as if he hasn't spent the whole day carefully avoiding them. Still, his eyes are warm as he comes to a stop. "My, uh—my flight leaves tomorrow, and I guess I was hoping I might get to see you."
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erstwhles · 10 months
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open to anyone, mutuals and nonmutuals based on this, but tl;dr, unexpectedly hit it off on vacation, but he snuck out of their room early in the morning because of course he isn't catching feelings. that would be ridiculous...
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Liam pauses in the entry of the patio, and even though he is clearly in their line of sight, he does debate turning around and heading back to his room. That might actually be less mortifying than seeing them again after having disappeared this morning without a word. But after the time they spent together, talking and laughing—not to mention last night—acknowledging them is the least he can do.
With a deep breath, he takes a step forward, nearly running into someone who was doing their best to sidestep him. Perfect. Liam leans over, holding both arms up as he mutters an apology before continuing on his way. As he approaches their table, he pulls his bottom lip between his teeth, and it's kind of annoying how his heart rate is intent on accelerating. "...hey. It's good to see you again."
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erstwhles · 9 months
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open to anyone, mutuals and nonmutuals premise: a long-distance relationship, and he wasn't supposed to be back in time for the first dance lesson for their wedding
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Oh, he's so late. As far as they know, he wasn't supposed to be here at all, but a surprise visit to assist with wedding planning only works when the last-minute flight isn't delayed leaving the tarmac.
That being said, at least he's here, right? Dance lessons are not the most important part of the big day, but if he is expected to dance in front of their friends and family, then Liam believes it is at least important for him to see what is expected of him.
The studio is busy when he enters, but one of the available instructors greets him and, after listening to his explanation, points him in the direction of his fiancé.
Liam smoothes his hair as he approaches, taking a deep breath as he steps just close enough behind them to tap their shoulder. "Excuse me, do you think you could show me that last move a little slower?"
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erstwhles · 2 years
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open to anyone, mutuals and nonmutuals premise: liam plays for a team in another city and long-distance relationships are hard, but he’s doing his best, trying to surprise your muse early, and maybe it works? maybe it doesn’t?
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[text] long story, but i don’t think i’ll be able to catch the flight tomorrow to spend the weekend back home
[text] about to head into a team meeting, but i’ll talk to you tonight
[text] love you. miss you xx
Tucking his phone into his pocket, Liam stands as his flight is called over the intercom, and it’s not technically a lie! It’s hard to catch a flight for the next day when he’ll be in town in a matter of hours. When the actual team meeting had been postponed and the next morning’s skate had been declared optional, Liam had wasted no time finding an earlier flight. This one had been scheduled for the same afternoon, which might have been difficult if not for the fact that there is little need to pack, since he is flying home. Home for the first time in almost a month. 
As he finds his seat aboard the plane, a smile settles on his expression. Only a few hours until he gets to see them again.
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erstwhles · 2 years
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open to anyone, mutuals and nonmutuals
based on this, but tl;dr athlete coming back from an injury. the future is a little unknown. doesn’t have to be angsty! and feel free to assume anything else
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Oh, it’s been a long year. 
Standing in front of the mirror, already dressed in his suit, Liam pulls on his jacket and gives a curious bend of his knee. Though he has the green light to play, the muscle is a little more stiff than he had hoped for going into the game. There is a lot to be said for what is to come. Is this still a realistic dream?
“Would you still love me?” He says, smoothing the collar of his shirt underneath the jacket as he steps away from the mirror. “If I couldn’t play, I mean?” And though he smiles, teasing, the look in his eyes mirrors the uncertainty surrounding the day. “Like, if they had to buyout my contract and I couldn’t skate again, and I started reminiscing all the time about when I used to play?”
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erstwhles · 2 years
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open: anyone (friend helping him out either reluctantly or excitedly? fiancé(e)?), mutuals and nonmutuals premise: wedding planning! and also he's a professional athlete and it’s the middle of the season. maybe they’re doing well? maybe they can’t seem to figure anything out and they’re starting to question if this is worth it?
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"Hang on, let me see!" He calls from the kitchen. There is some scrambling, the sound of something falling from a cabinet, but Liam emerges a moment later, shaker in hand as he peers over their shoulder, to the screen with the potential color palettes. "That's what the quiz suggested?" The option at the top of the list sits above a lengthy description of how the website chose each hue, and Liam can't help laughing. 
Trendy! Complimentary! 
Not mentioned: also the colors of his team's biggest rivals. 
"I don't think I'd ever live that down, plus! Kinda looking forward to not thinking about work the whole day? I mean, unless you really like it."
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erstwhles · 11 months
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based on this (and the original inspiration is in the source of that post), but tl;dr, agreed to go on vacation to get away from life and ended up hitting it off with the stranger he met on the first day
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Liam comes to a stop beside their table, a smile lifting his expression as he clears his throat. "Hi," he says, one arm drifting to his side as the other comes up to comb through his curls.
Is this a bad idea? Just because he couldn't stop smiling, thinking back to their last conversation doesn't mean they feel the same way. This is exactly the kind of distraction he shouldn't be leaning into, and yet, "So... it turns out there's an open spot for mini golf later? But apparently you have to go in pairs, and... well, it was either that or a cooking class? Which, the choice felt pretty obvious. So, I don't... I mean, are you doing anything later?"
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erstwhles · 1 month
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premise: athlete struggling after being traded to a new team and sustaining an injury that makes him unable to play (friend? teammate? partner? someone who wants to help? someone who wants to encourage his poor coping methods?)
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"Please go. I'm not the kind of person anyone should be around right now." Liam brings a hand up to smooth down his hair. He makes no effort to meet their eyes, to erase the frown from his lips as he twists his fingers together on his lap.
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erstwhles · 2 years
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open to anyone, mutuals and nonmutuals premise: long-distance relationship/friendship, and he surprised your muse by making it home a day earlier
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Liam’s head shoots up when he hears the front door open. Setting his phone on the counter, he steps to the entryway of the kitchen, giving them a warm smile as they come into view. “So I heard it was a pretty rough day, yeah? Was it like a... talk about it kinda day? Or a move past it and never look back kinda day? I mean, I’m prepared for either, but I’d like to know what I’m getting myself into.”
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erstwhles · 3 years
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open to any gender, mutuals and nonmutuals premise: based on this
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“No, don’t tell me.” His gaze shifts skyward as he works to place them. “Third period... English lit?” The ghost of a smile dances across his expression. The triumph in his eyes might be a little silly, but it’s been years since they last saw each other―not to mention that they weren’t exactly friends back in high school. Back then, Liam didn’t make it a habit to befriend anyone who wasn’t related to the team. “I remember,” he says, softer. “I remember you.” And he stops himself before he has the chance to play the humble card. The ‘I’m just surprised you remember me’ card. Given the mess he has made of... everything, it’s not surprising that they recognized him. Though, Liam doesn’t mind too much. It’s a small town, and this is the first familiar face he’s run into all week that hasn’t ignored him. It’s refreshing to be treated normally by someone. “It’s nice running into you. I guess... well, I guess it’s been a while.”
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erstwhles · 3 years
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open: m / f / nb premise: missed anniversary? date? have they been together a while and this keeps happening? are they friends who finally decided to test a relationship and this is how their first date went? anything.
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The door is tentatively pushed open, and Liam is immediately met with the faint sound of the television drifting in from the other room. So much for hoping to not have to deal with this until tomorrow. 
He sighs and places his equipment bag down behind the door before depositing his keys atop the table at his other side. Then, raking a hand through his hair, he treads further into the room, stopping only when he reaches the entry to the living room. One hand comes up and knocks on the adjoining wall. “Hey.” His eyes meet theirs, and an apologetic smile sits on his lips.
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