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She's All I Wanna Be (Trevor Zegras)
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Warning(s): Angst
Summary: Based off Tate McRae's song She's All I Wanna Be :)
dixiedamelio just posted a photo!!
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dixiedamelio Inner Miley Cyrus Bangerz era.... oh and pc to Z
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user1 ok but her suit slays
user2 anybody else notice she didn't tag Trevor? Little sis if you ask me
user3 We all know they're together at this point. They just don't want to rip the bandaid off
user2 Right? We all know he dumped yourusername to be with Dixie. He's just trying to avoid confirmation
charlidamelio ðŠ
addisonrae Bod goals af
trevorzegras ð³
trevorzegras sorry still in awe of u
user4 He doesn't even try to hide it
yourusername just posted a photo!
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yourusername you want the girl with the small waist, and the perfect smile
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user1 She's always been so gorgeous I am obsessed w/her
user2 Glad to see a model who has the same body type as me owning it ð¥°
user3 Yeeesshhhh Trevor's loss
user4 Why would she post something like this when her body looks like that? It's actually horrendous ð€¢
user1 This is what healthy looks like first off? Second off she's a gym influencer who heavy lifts? What's your talent? Tell me her confidence levels are annoying you without actually telling me fr user4
yourbff Currrrves for daysss
yourbff Hottie w/ a body??!
jackhughes Bestie looking fine as always
yourbff um jackhughes bye she's my bff get your own bff since your last one has a trashy looking type jackhughes Shhhh don't expose me like that we don't claim it
trevorzegras just posted a photo!
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trevorzegras Obsessed w/ u
tagged: dixiedamelio
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user1 well this wasn't on my bingo card
user2 omg isn't that Charli's sister? I forgot her name. What does she do???
user1 I'm dead, you really clowning her lmfao user2
user3 So much prettier than what's her face
user4 I miss yourusername
user5 It's the fact that she's back to her darker hair? Anyone finding that a little weird?
dixiedamelio All heart eyes for you ð
yourusername just posted a photo!
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yourusername if you say she's nothing to worry about, then why'd close your eyes when I said it out loud?
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jackhughes Bring me my matcha latte
yourusername I'd already be there if someone didn't drop it, so we're getting you a new one jackhughes yourbff It wasn't my fault the door didn't announce its presence..... jackhughes only you'd blame the door yourbff
user1 Literally love this girl
user2 Kinda crazy Trevor posts Dixie right after yourusername posted. He also never posted her, so what makes Dixie so different lmao
user3 whatâs crazier is that Dixie literally just dyed her hair blonde and cut it so short, to now having dark hair and extensions ð€
yourbff You look sooo good
yourbff IM obsessed w/ YOU
user4 The shade lmfao crazy
dixiedamelio posted a photo!
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dixiedamelio thanks vanity fair for the fun day ð ðŒ
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user1 ohhhh boyâŠ
user2 Yeah itâs scary how much sheâs tryna look like yourusername
tanamongeau Wow Dix ballsy as fuck lmao
yourbff interesting.
user3 SO glad yourbff sees it too
user4 Dixie can try to look like her, but she wonât ever be able to lift like her. Bet she canât lift anything over ten pounds
jackhughes just posted a photo!
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jackhughes We can lay on her and she still doesnât feel a thing. Probably could lift us both with her eyes closed
tagged: yourusername, colecaufield
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user1 Iâm living for Jack being on her side during this lmfao
user2 The SHADE LMFAO JACK
user3 Letâs see Dixie try to remake this photo bahahah
yourbff Pretty sure you all fell asleep like that too
yourusername we did lmfao
colecaufield comfiest Iâve ever slept
jackhughes 10/10 recommend
yourbff Writing out the yelp review rn
l_hughes03 I call top next time
yourbff just posted a photo!
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yourbff I was just as amazed as Tate was when y/n lifted me onto her back. Carrying me on her back as well as she did with her last relationship. Stupid boy making her so sad
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tatemcrae That last line in your caption sounding a little familiar ð€ð€
tatemcrae But also me next, me next!!
jackhughes I walked in on this
l_hughes03 I walked out on this
colecaufield I wanna be in on this
yourusername youâre all a pain in my ass on this
yourbff We just love you ok
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user1 This friendgroup is what I strive to have in life
user2 Dixie kicking and punching air rn
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dixiedamelio posted a photo!
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dixiedamelio all mine plus bff
tagged : trevorzegras, alexturcotte
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user1 Girl keep him lmfao nobody gonna steal him like you did to yourusername
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user2 Nah man not Alex bro rip ð¥²ð¥²
trevorzegras all yours â€ïž
charlidamelio He wanted someone he could show off whenever you go out
dixiedamelio Iâll wear a tight mini black dress with all my friends around ð ðŒ
user3 ohhhh she PETTY petty
user4 Her and her sister wanna be besties with Tate and yourusername so bad omfg itâs a headache
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tanamongeau I think Iâve seen similar posts like these somewhereâŠ.ð€
yourusername posted a photo!
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yourusername Iâm all she wanna be so bad
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user1 OH NOW THIS WAS A TWIST
user2 Not her turning the lyrics around to call out Dixie oop
tatemcrae lyric change approved ðâ€ïž
yourusername ð¥°ð ðŒ
yourbff kind of like this version better
tatemcrae Glad Iâm not the only one
jackhughes Permission to call you mommy after seeing this post?
yourusername denied
yourbff denied
tatemcrae denied
l_hughes03 Wow you got rejected more than me my Freshman year at Umich jackhughes
colecaufield The better looking ex
user3 Itâs the fact Trevor liked the post too Iâm dead
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ðð®ðð ðð« ððð ð«ðšðð«ðð² ð± ðððð¢ð¬ðšð§ ðð®ð ð¡ðð¬
Love of My life Au
- ðð ððð¥ð¥ ðð¢ð«ð¬ð ð± ðð¡ð ððð¥ð¥ ð¡ðð«ððð«
- ððð ðð ð®ðŠð¢ðð¡ ð¢ð§ ððð§ð®ðð«ð² ðð ð°ð¡ðð§ ð¬ð¡ð ð°ðð¬ ð¯ð¢ð¬ð¢ðð¢ð§ð ðð®ð€ð
- ððð¬ð¬ðð ðð ð ð¥ðšð
- ðð®ð§ð ðšð®ð ð ð¥ðšð ð¢ð§ ð¬ð®ðŠðŠðð« ðð ðð¡ð ð¥ðð€ð ð¡ðšð®ð¬ð
- ðððð«ððð ðððð¢ð§ð ððð©ðððŠððð« ðð§ð ðð
- ðð ðð«ðððð¬ ð¡ðð« ð¥ð¢ð€ð ð ð©ð«ð¢ð§ððð¬ð¬
- ððšðð¬ ð¡ð ð ðð ðððð¬ðð. ððð¬. ððšðð¬ ð¡ð ððð«ð. ððš
- ððð¡ð¥ððð ð ð ð± ððð¡ð¥ððð ðð
- ð¬ð¡ð ð¢ð¬ ð ððððŠ ð ð¢ð«ð¥ð² ðð¡ð«ð® ðð§ð ðð¡ð«ð®
- ðððð¢ ð°ðð¬ ðšð§ ðð¡ð ððð ð£ð®ð§ð¢ðšð« ð ð²ðŠð§ðð¬ðð¢ðð¬ ððððŠ ð¢ð§ ðððð
- ð¬ð¡ð ð°ðšð§ ð ðšð¥ð ðšð§ ððððŠ ðð§ð ðð¥ðšðšð«
- ðŠððð¢ ððšðð¬ð§âð ð€ð§ðšð° ðð®ð ð«ð®ð ð°ðððð¡ðð ðð¡ðð ðð¬ ð¡ð ð°ðð¬ ððŠðð³ðð ððš ð¥ððð«ð§ ðð¡ð ð¢ð§ðððŠðšð®ð¬ ðð®ð ð¡ðð¬ ðð«ðšðð¡ðð«ð¬ ð¡ðð ð ð¬ð¢ð¬ððð«
- ð¡ð ð¡ðð¬ ð¥ðšð¯ðð ð¡ðð« ððšð« ð¬ðš ð¥ðšð§ð ðð§ð ðð¢ðð§âð ðð¯ðð§ ð€ð§ðšð°
- ð¬ð¡ð ð¢ð¬ ð¡ðšð©ð¢ð§ð ððš ð ðš ððš ðð¡ð ðšð¥ð²ðŠð©ð¢ðð¬ ðð§ð ð«ð®ðð ðð« ð¢ð¬ ð¬ðš ð¬ð®ð©ð©ðšð«ðð¢ð¯ð ðšð ðð¡ðð
- ðð¡ð ð¡ðšðð€ðð² ððšð²ð¬ ð¬ð¡ð ð¡ðð¬ ð€ð§ðšð°ð§ ððšð«ðð¯ðð« ðð€ð ðð²ð¥ðð§, ðŠðð«ð€, ððð¡ðð§ ðð«ð ð¡ðð« ð©ð«ðšððððð¢ð¯ð ðð¢ð ðð«ðšðð¡ðð«ð¬
- ðð¡ðð² ð€ð§ðšð° ð«ð®ðð ðð« ð¢ð¬ ð ð ðšðšð ðð®ðð ðð§ð ðŠðð€ðð¬ ð¡ðð« ð¡ðð©ð©ð² ðð¡ðš
- ðð¡ðð² ðð«ð ð ð¥ðð ð¬ð¡ð ðð¢ð§ðð¥ð¥ð² ð¢ð¬ ð¡ðð©ð©ð¢ðð« ðð§ð ð¢ð¬ ððšðŠð¢ð§ð ðšð®ð ðšð ð¡ðð« ð¬ð¡ðð¥ð¥
- ðð¡ð ð¡ðð ð ð¡ðð«ð ðð¢ðŠð ð¢ð§ ð¡ð¢ð ð¡ ð¬ðð¡ðšðšð¥ ð°ð¢ðð¡ ðððð ð¡ðð« ðð¡ðððð¢ð§ð ððšð²ðð«ð¢ðð§ð
- ðð¡ð ð°ðð¬ð§âð ð«ðððð² ððš ð¡ðð¯ð ð¬ðð± ð¬ðš ð¡ð ð ðšð ð°ð¢ðð¡ ð©ð«ðððð¢ððð¥ð¥ð² ðð¯ðð«ð² ð ð¢ð«ð¥ ðð ðð¡ðð«ð ð¬ðð¡ðšðšð¥
- ðð ð§ðšð° ð©ð¥ðð²ð¬ ðð ðð¡ð¢ðš
- ðð®ðð ðð« ð°ðð¬ ð¡ðð« ðð¢ð«ð¬ð
- ð°ð¡ð¢ðð¡ ðŠððð§ð¬ ð¬ð¡ð ð«ððð¥ð¥ð² ðð«ð®ð¬ðð¬ ð¡ð¢ðŠ ðð§ð ðð¡ðð ð¢ð¬ ðð±ðð«ððŠðð¥ð² ð¬ð©ððð¢ðð¥ ððš ð¡ðð«
- ðð ð¢ð¬ ð¬ðš ð ðð§ðð¥ð ð°ð¢ðð¡ ð¡ðð« ð¢ðâð¬ ð§ðšð ðð®ð§ð§ð²
- ðð®ð¢ð§ð§ ðð§ð ðð®ð€ð ðð«ð ðð¡ð ð§ð®ðŠððð« ðšð§ð ð¬ð®ð©ð©ðšð«ððð«ð¬ ðšð ðð¡ð¢ð¬ ð«ðð¥ððð¢ðšð§ð¬ð¡ð¢ð©
- ðð¡ðð«ððð¬ ð£ððð€ ððð¢ð§ð ðð¡ð ðð¬ð¬ ð¡ð ð¢ð¬ ð°ðð¬ ð§ðšð ð¡ðð©ð©ð²
- ðð ð€ð§ðšð°ð¬ ð°ð¡ðð ð¡ðšðð€ðð² ððšð²ð¬ ðð«ð ð¥ð¢ð€ð ð¡ð ððšðð¬ð§âð ð¥ð¢ð€ð ððš ðððŠð¢ð ð¢ð ðð®ð ð ðŠððð§ ð¡ð ð€ð§ðšð°ð¬ ð°ð¡ðð ð¡ð ð¢ð¬ ð¥ð¢ð€ð
- ðð¡ðð² ð¡ðð¯ð ð ð¡ð®ð ð ðð«ð ð®ðŠðð§ð ðððšð®ð ð¢ð ðð§ð ððšð§âð ððð¥ð€ ððšð« ðð¡ð«ðð ð°ððð€ð¬
- ðð¡ð¢ð¬ ð¢ð¬ ð ð¥ðšð ððšð« ðð¡ððŠ
- ðð¡ð ðð¢ð ð¡ð ð°ðð¬ ðšð§ ðð¡ðð§ð€ð¬ð ð¢ð¯ð¢ð§ð
- ðð¡ðð² ð®ð¬ð®ðð¥ð¥ð² ðð ðð¯ðð«ð²ððð²
- ðð®ð ðð¡ðð«ð ð°ðð¬ ððð¬ðšð¥ð®ððð¥ð² ð§ðš ððšð§ðððð ððšð« ðð¡ð«ðð ð°ððð€ð¬
- ðð ðð¡ðð ð©ðšð¢ð§ð ððšðð¡ ð£ððð€ ðð§ð ðŠððð¢ ð°ðð«ð ð¢ð§ ð ð¯ðð«ð² ððð ð©ð¥ððð
- ð¬ðš ðððð€ ðð¢ð§ðð¥ð¥ð² ð¬ðð° ð¡ðšð° ð ðšðšð ð«ð®ð ð«ððð¥ð¥ð² ð°ðð¬ ðð§ð ð¥ðð ð¢ð ð¬ð¥ð¢ðð
- ð¡ð ð¢ð¬ ð ð¬ðð®ðððšð«ð§ ðð¢ððð¡ ðð®ð ðð¢ð ðð§ð ð®ð© ðð©ðšð¥ðšð ð¢ð¬ð¢ð§ð
- ð¥ð¢ðð ð°ðð¬ ð ðšðšð ðð ðð¢ð§
- ðð¥ð¥ ð¢ð§ ðð¥ð¥ ð«ð®ðð ðð« ðð§ð ðŠððð¬ ðð«ð ð¬ðš ð¢ð§ ð¥ðšð¯ð ð¢ðð¬ ðð«ðð³ð²
What do you guys want to here more about??
ðððð¬ ð°ð¢ðð¡ ðð«ðð¯
Love of my Life Au
- ðŠððð¢ ðð¢ðð§âð ð¥ðšð¯ð ðð¡ð ð¢ððð ðšð ðððððšðšð¬ ðð ðð¢ð«ð¬ð
- ðð«ðð¯ðšð« ð ðšð ð¡ðð« ðð¡ð¢ð§ð€ð¢ð§ð ðð¡ðšð®ð ð¡
- ð¬ð¡ð ðð¥ð°ðð²ð¬ ðð¡ðšð®ð ð¡ð ðð¡ðð² ð¡ðð ððš ðð ðð¡ðð¬ð ðð¢ð ð¡ðð«ð¬ð¡ ðð¡ð¢ð§ð ð¬
- ð¬ðš ð°ð¡ðð§ ð¬ð¡ð ððšð®ð§ð ðšð®ð ðððšð®ð ð¥ð¢ððð¥ð ð¬ðšðð ð ð¢ð«ð¥ ðšð§ðð¬ ð¬ð¡ð ð°ðð¬ ð¬ððð«ð¬ðð«ð®ðð€
- ð¬ð¡ð ð¥ðšð¯ðð ðð¡ð ð¢ððð ðšð ð¡ðð¯ð¢ð§ð ðð¡ððŠ ð°ðð«ð ð©ððšð©ð¥ð ððšð®ð¥ðð§âð ð«ððð¥ð¥ð² ð¬ðð ðð¡ððŠ ðšðððð§
- ð¡ðð« ðð¢ð«ð¬ð ðððððšðš ð¬ð¡ð ð ðšð ð°ð¢ðð¡ ðð«ðð¯ðšð« ðšð§ ð¡ðð« ðððð¡ ðð¢ð«ðð¡ððð²
- ððð¬ ð ð¥ð¢ððð¥ð ðð§ð ðð¥ ð§ð®ðŠððð« ðšð§ ð¡ðð« ð«ð¢ð ððð ð ð¢ð§ ðð¡ð ðð®ððð¬ð ððšð§ð
- ð¢ð ð¢ð¬ ð¯ðð«ð² ð¬ðŠðð¥ð¥ ðð§ð ððð¢ð§ðð² ðð®ð ð¬ðð¢ð¥ð¥ ðŠððð§ð¬ ð ð¥ðšð ððš ð¡ðð«
- ð¬ð¡ð ðððð¢ððð ð°ð¢ðð¡ ðð¡ð ð§ð®ðŠððð« ððð ðŠððð§ð¢ð§ð ð¥ðšð¯ð, ð¬ð®ð©ð©ðšð«ð, ðð§ð ð ð®ð¢ððð§ðð ðð«ðšðŠ ðð¡ð ðð§ð ðð¥ð¬
- ðð¬ ð¬ð¡ð ð ðšð ðšð¥ððð« ð¬ð¡ð ð ðšð ð ððð° ðŠðšð«ð ð§ðšðð¡ð¢ð§ð ðð«ðð³ð²
- ðð«ðð¯ðšð« ðð§ð ð¡ðð« ðŠððð ð ð©ððð ððš ðšð§ð¥ð² ð ðð ðððððšðšð¬ ððšð ððð¡ðð« ð¬ðš ð¢ð ð°ðð¬ ð¥ð¢ð€ð ð ðð«ððð¢ðð¢ðšð§
- ð¬ð¡ð ðð§ðð¬ ð®ð© ð ðððð¢ð§ð ð ð¬ð¡ðð¥ð¥ ðððððšðš ðšð§ ð¡ðð« ð¯ ð¥ð¢ð§ð, ð ð¬ðð²ð¢ð§ð âð°ð¢ðð¡ ð ð¬ðð ð¯ð¢ðð°â ðšð§ ð¡ðð« ð¬ð¢ðð ððšðšð ððšð« ððð«ð«ð² ðšðð
- ð ð¥ð¢ððð¥ð ððšð°ððšð² ððšðšð ðšð§ ð¡ðð« ðð§ð€ð¥ð
- ð¡ðð« ð¥ðððð¬ð ðððððšðš ð¢ð¬ ð ðð¡ðð«ð«ð² ðð«ððŠð© ð¬ðððŠð©
- ðð§ð ð¥ðð¬ðð¥ð² ð¬ð¡ð ð ðšð ð ð¬ððð« ð¢ð§ ðððð°ððð§ ð¡ðð« ðð¢ð§ð ðð«ð¬ ðð§ð ðŠðððð¡ðð ð°ð¢ðð¡ ðð«ðð¯ðšð« ð°ð¡ðš ð ðšð ð¢ð ðð®ð ð°ðšð§âð ððð¥ð¥ ðð§ð²ðšð§ð
i have to know. do mads brother know about all her piercings and if so like what were their reactions. have a gut feeling trevor would say something like he did with her belly button piercing and her brothers would get so mad
love this au btw so much!! ðï¿Œ
ðð®ð¢ð§ð§ ððð¢ð§ð ðð§ ðð¬ð¬
Love of my Life Au
- ð°ð¡ðð§ ðŠððð¢ ð ðšð ð¡ðð« ð§ð¢ð©ð©ð¥ðð¬ ð©ð¢ðð«ððð ð¬ð¡ð ðð¢ð ð ð©ð«ðððð² ð ðšðšð ð£ðšð ðð ð¡ð¢ðð¢ð§ð ðð¡ððŠ
- ð°ð¡ðð§ ð¬ð¡ð ðð¢ð«ð¬ð ð ðšð ðð¡ððŠ ð¢ð ð°ðð¬ ð°ð¢ð§ððð«
- ðð¡ð«ðšð®ð ð¡ ð¡ðð« ð¥ððš ðð§ð ð¡ðð« ððð§ð€ð¬ ððšð« ð ð²ðŠ ð¢ð ð°ðð¬ ð«ððð¥ð¥ð² ð¡ðð«ð ððš ð¡ð¢ðð
- ð¬ð¡ð ðð«ð¢ðð ðŠðð§ð² ðð¡ð¢ð§ð ð¬ ðð§ð ððšð®ð§ð ðð¡ðð ð©ðð¬ðð¢ðð¬ ð°ðð«ð ðð¡ð ððð¬ð
- ð«ð®ð ððšð®ð§ð ðð¡ððŠ ðð§ð ðð¡ðšð®ð ð¡ ðð¡ðð² ð°ðð«ð ðð¡ð¢ð§ð ð¬ ð²ðšð® ð©ð®ð ðšð¯ðð« ð²ðšð®ð« ðð²ðð¬ ( ð¥ð¢ð€ð ðð®ðð®ðŠððð« ððððšð«ðð¢ð§ð ððš ð¡ð¢ðŠ )
- ð£ððð€ ððšð®ð§ð ðšð®ð ð°ð¡ðð§ ðŠððð¢ ð°ðð§ð ððšð« ð ð¡ðšð ðð®ð ð°ð¢ðð¡ ð¡ð¢ðŠ
- ð¬ð¡ð ðð¡ð«ðð° ðšð§ ð ð€ð¢ð§ð¢ ð°ð¢ðð¡ðšð®ð ð«ððð¥ð¢ð¬ð¢ð§ð ð¡ðšð° ðð¡ð¢ð§ ð¢ð ð°ðð¬
- ð£ððð€ ðŠððð ð ð¡ð®ð ð ð¬ððð§ð ð¬ðð²ð¢ð§ð ð¡ðšð° ð¢ð ð°ðð¬ ðð¢ð¬ð ð®ð¬ðð¢ð§ð
- ðð ðð¢ðð§âð ðŠððð§ ð¢ð ðð§ð ð¬ð¡ð ð€ð§ðð° ðð¡ðð
- âðð®ðð€ ðð¡ðð ð°ðšð®ð¥ð ð¡ð®ð«ð ð°ðšð®ð¥ðð§âð ð¢ðâ
- ð¡ð ð€ðð©ð ð¢ð ð¡ð¢ð¬ ð¥ð¢ððð¥ð ð¬ððð«ðð ððððð®ð¬ð ð¡ð ððð«ðð¬ ðððšð®ð ðŠððð¬ ððš ðŠð®ðð¡ ððš ðŠðð€ð ðð®ð§ ðšð ð¡ðð«
- ð¡ð ððšðð¬ ð¡ðšð°ðð¯ðð« ð€ð§ðšð° ð§ðšðð¢ðð ð°ð¡ðð§ ððšð¥ð, ðð¥ðð±, ðððŠð¢ð ð¬ððð«ð ðð ðð¡ððŠ ð°ð¡ðð§ ð¬ð¡ðâð¬ ð¢ð§ ð ðð¢ð€ð¢ð§ð¢
- ð¡ð ð¢ð¬ ð§ðšð ð¢ðŠð©ð«ðð¬ð¬ðð
- ðð®ð ðð«ðð¯ðšð« ð ðšð ðððŠð§ ððð ð«ðð¬ ð¡ðð ððš ðŠðð€ð ðð¡ð ð¬ð¢ðð®ððð¢ðšð§ ð°ðšð«ð¬ð
- ð¬ðšðŠðð¡ðšð° ðð¡ðð² ð°ðð«ð ðšð§ ðð¡ð ððšð©ð¢ð ðšð ð°ð¡ðð ðŠðð€ðð¬ ð ð¢ð«ð¥ ð¡ðšðððð«
- âðð¢ð©ð©ð¥ð ð©ð¢ðð«ðð¢ð§ð ð¬ ððšð« ð¬ð®ð«ðâ ð¡ð ð¬ðð²ð¬
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would anyone be interested in a ff that centers around an oc that has like a hockey âshitpostâ account (she would be mainly talking about like the hughes, turcs, zegras, some of the umich team, maybe some like flybys of others, idk yet ð€·ðŒââïž) i have sort of a plan for this but no idea yet whoâs she end up with ð
our girl is from texas (like moi) she is a cutie southern belle who fell in love with hockey by total accident- stumble across a post-game and couldnât stop watching.
lmk what you think!!
Cowpoke
welcome to finding charlie!
next
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when a girl from texas finds her self intertwined with the world of sticks and pucks.
if anyone has any questions regarding the actual ranching part shoot me a message and i'll give you an explanation!
the early dawn was shining on the body strewn across the sheets. the body peacefully sleeping was quietly awoken by the rays.Â
her eyes slowly adjusting to the lightÂ
âwhy must we wake up so early?â charlotte asked in the quiet of her room. she begins to make the trek across the floor to her now, slowly opening door,
âhey shug, just making sure you were up.â a soft-spoken elderly woman said to her.Â
âyeah mawmaw, iâm awake, has pa made breakfast yet?â charlie responds.Â
âno, your daddy did, heâs tacking the horses up with the hands.â dorothy responds
âare we sure that the food is edible?â charlie jokes
âyouâre funny shug, iâm sure your daddy is perfectly capable of making the four of us breakfastâ dottie laughs. the two women begin their journey down the stairs,Â
âhey momma, hey babygirl. ready to get to work?â graham asks his daughter while flipping an egg.Â
ânot really but someone has to do it, we canât let chloe and the rest of the hands do it alone.â she laughs as a weathered gentleman walks in from the daylight-ridden ground.Â
âhow is my favorite person this morning?â henry asks
âgreat dad, hows my favorite person?â graham responds causing the other people in the room to tumble over in laughter.Â
ânow baby you know that wasnât meant for you.â his mother says with residual laughter coating her face.Â
âhaha of course i did momma, my babygirl has always been his favorite.â he says with a soft smile
âi donât know about that now daddy, momma wouldâve given that answer a run for its money,â charlie says with the same smile on her face,
âcâmon yâall, now lets not kick off our day with a grim start.â dorothy says before grabbing the cooler full of water and gatorade.Â
ânow shug go ahead and get on some work attire, you canât ranch and ride in your pajamas.â her grandma said in a warm tone
âyes maâam,â charlie says before walking up the same stairs she came down thirty minutes before.
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the once calm sun, now beating down on the crowd of cows and people.
âyou sure know how to pick âem mr.jamison,â chloe says wiping the beads of sweat from off her hat-line. Â
âyou sure do pa, it's hotter than hell out hereâ charlie adds on,
âyeah mr,jamie, whyâd you choose the hottest day of the summer to do this?â anthony, a ranch hand says.
âoh yâall quit your complaining, letâs get this done before the real heat starts to hit you lot.â henry nags on their complaining.
âWOULD SOMEONE COVER THE FLANK FOR ME?â charlie yells as she sees a cow and calf begin to move out of the circle. she goes to grab her rope and begin to circle it in the air,
âCHARLIE GO BACK TAKE YOUR POSITION LET THE SWING HANDLE THE LOOSE ONESâ graham yells at her from behind
âi almost had âemâ she mutters to herself as she drags her horse to get back into their position. she couldnât help with the way she was feeling, although she knew that her anger was unnecessary, all her dad wanted was to keep her safe. especially after what her mom went through, and she never wanted her dad to go through that pain again.
the drive was long and tiring but thatâs the price you have to pay when youâre generations deep into a cattle ranch. all charlotte wanted was a cold shower and to relax, but her day was far from over.
âhey shug, when youâre done untacking your horses wanna come start dinner with me?â dottie asked her granddaughter.
âof course i do, mawmaw! give be about thirty minutes to cool down stetson and iâll be right in!â charlie said with a grin adorning her face
âactually i might need a quick shower before,â as she said that her face screwed up, âi smell pretty bad.â
âalright hopalong, see you when you donât smell like youâve been rolling in cow patties.â dottie says laughing as she walks back to the house.
while she and stetson were winding down from their eventful day, charlie couldnât help but think about how much she wished her mom was there with her.
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charlie had finally made her way downstairs after her much needed shower.
âitâs about time you got down hereâ henry said to her
âwould you rather me sit here and make your food while iâm covered in dirt and sweat?â she asks with a smirk lacing her lips.
âno i guess notâ he says with a small laugh. charlie walks into the kitchen, admiring her grandmother from afar.
âyou know staring is rude shug?â dottie says whilst turning around.
âcanât a girl look at her grandma with admiration without being nagged?â she says with the same bright smile that once shined on a similar face.
âwhatever, come help me make these biscuits before those men get restless.â dottie says before turning around so she can start the chicken.
âhow was the wagon without me mawmaw?â charlie asks
ânot near as exciting, no one drives that buggy like you do.â dorothy softly laughs, âhow was being back with the team?â
ânot as exciting as i remember, iâm not used to being so stagnant. you know?â charlie thought out loud, âis it bad to say i miss the thrill of being in the middle of the problem?â
âno, of course not shug. youâve been doing this since you could ride by yourself. being on the back burner is hard when youâre used to bubbling over all the time.â dorothy tells her before ushering her out of the way of what she need. charlotte took that a sign to finish up with her biscuit making.
âalright, ive got this dough shaped it just needs some time in the ovenâ charlie says as she put the cast iron of biscuits in the oven. dorothy nodded her head as she breaded the final pieces of chicken to fry.
âalright shug, i can finish up from here. why donât you go set the table and find out what those hooligans want to drink, hmm?â dottie asked
âyes maâam.â charlie replied before disappearing into the dining room. she begun laying the plates down, 5 place settings, one for henry, one for dorothy, one for graham, one for her, and one for clara. even though charlotteâs mom had passed almost 6 months ago, no one had the strength to leave her seat empty.
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dinner had commenced but not without some banter between the son and father. charlotte had taken it upon herself to clean up after everyone to catch some peace of mind before her day starts all over again.
charlie had made her way up the stairs for the final time today. although instead of turning into her room, she took the turn into the den. she thought some tv would do her a little good after the day she had.
she surfed channels for awhile before settling on some old western, when her grandpa walked in.
âhey pumpkin, watching el dorado are we?â henry asks before plopping down right next to his granddaughter. charlie nods while dropping her head on to his shoulder. he responded by wrapping his arm around hers in turn. charlie eventually fell asleep, and henry didnât have the heart to move her, she looked so content just laying there.
charlie stayed asleep until a nightmare plagued her mind. she woke up with a shine on her forehead and decided she wouldnât be able to fall back asleep. she, once again, began to channel surf before seeing a familiar face. although she couldnât quite place the young man, she knew him from somewhere. she paused before getting lost in the way the men slid across the ground, seemingly chasing nothing.
she didnât know it then but that one interview would change her life, but would it be for the best?
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DID YOU SEE THE WAY HE LOOKED AT YOU?
Me when Trevor Zegras ðœðœðŒðŒð»ð»ð»
Iâd never seen him with such a fondness in his eyes. Watching with such focus as I lap around the arena. Stretching tall and lifting legs in preparation of a short routine. His teammates simply talk between each other but he doesnât utter a word.
I see him in the corner of my eye, crossing my legs to gain speed. I let myself glide for a moment before an axel. The music is in my ears, hair fluttering in a ponytail.
The sharp twists and turns never give me whiplash, nor make me dizzy. Itâs the sore of my knees and the shouting of my coach that make this much harder than it needs to be.
âSpin god damnit!â She shouts, âYou look like a Floppy Turkey! Use your core not your kneesâ her hair is neat and straight. Bobbed and sheâs wearing a thick coat even as Iâm sweating through a tank top.
She doesnât even let me finish before she sees my knees buckling and kicks me off the ice. She sternly marches onward, âget your knee looked at or I wonât let you on the ice. Do not make the same mistakes I didâ
I know she means it from the heart but it still hurts. After giving something your all and still not being good enough. Even though she doesnât say it it still sucks.
I see him again, still watching me as I plop down next to him to put my guards on. âYou were good out there. Really uh delicate on the iceâ
I purse my lips and smile and nod deciding to take my skates off and put in my shoes. âThank you, Iâm sorry we took so long. I heard your rink got closed for maintenanceâ I apologize and make idle conversation with him
âYeah, donât be sorry, the boys werenât to keen but I think we should all be grateful to be skating, right?â
I smile and nod, ây/nâ I introduce myself
âTrevor.. maybe Iâll uh see you aroundâ he smiles, âoh do you have a pen?â
I nod and give it to him, he takes my arm and writes his number on it, âI really hope you donât have a boyfriendâ
âItâs a good thing I donât I guessâ
FALL NIGHTS
I LOVE FALL!!
A lil doodle bcz I miss my bf ð©·
I love the fall. Especially after classes. Barely keeping my eyes open, backpack slung over my shoulders hair lose and catching in the wind. My fleece hoodie and my boyfriends hoodie over that and Iâm still chilly.
Iâm walking back to my sorority house when Trevor catches up to me, jogging slowly, âdamn you walk fast for sleep deprived collage studentâ he laughs slinging his arm over my shoulder and pulling me close to him, âI missed youâ
âIve missed you tooâ I tell him wrapping my arm around his waist, âare you allowed to spend the night with me?â I ask him, âitâs cold⊠and my sheets are nice and cleannâ I tease a little, âplus I think most of the girls will be at that party tonight. But Iâm not feeling up for goingâ I tell him as we go left and keep walking until we reach the house.
I unlock the door and lead him to the kitchen, âIâm gonna make a fruit bowl can you fill my water up please?â I ask as we unlink from each other, he adds ice into my water bottle, then the cold water.
âWhat movie do we want to watchâ He asks as he takes my bag and we go upstairs. Iâve been lucky enough to have my own room even if itâs a little small and I share a bathroom with some of the other girls. I have a twin xl bed that just barely fits Trevorâs frame onto it comfortably.
âCan I shower and you can watch something please?â
When I ask these questions he never says no. I try not to take long just enough to be clean and smell good after my classes. Trevor sometimes showers after me, having a small section of clothes in my dresser. I start eating my fruits and once I finish that I set the bowl away and go into the bathroom to brush my teeth.
âHi handsomeâ I grin seeing Trevor step out of the shower. He kisses my cheek and puts some shorts on.
We finally gather up into my bed, my computer facing the wall and Trevor behind me. His arm resting over me and his hand drawing little doodles on my exposed stomach.
He puts on âTen things I hate about youâ the movie I said I wouldnât date him until heâd watched it.
The movie ends and heâs the one to get up and plug it to charge, he lays next to me, we face eachother. And embrace in a soft hug, I tuck my fingers into his hair and gently massage his head. He does this thing where he brings his head to my chest and tugs me as close as he possibly can.
He leaves soft kisses against my neck and collarbone. I live for the moments like these, quiet house. The soft hum of the heater. Rustle of our legs interlocking, âyour skin is my favoriteâ he whispers against my collar.
He always gets a little silly when heâs tired, after a game he always gets a little clingy. Now is one of those moments. His hands glide underneath my shirt thumb caressing the crease of my back.
I slink down into the thick covers resting my head on his chest, I lay on top of him and we shift positions a few times before I finally feel the coziness of sleep.
âI think Iâm falling in love with youâ
ROADIE
I hate when heâs away, leaving our bed cold and empty on the nights I spend away from my sorority.
He texts me throughout the day, before class, after class. And once Iâm home, we call. I set my phone up in a mug as I shower and we talk about his games as I promise to watch them.
Itâs the nights that can be the hardest, I used to spend the Tuesdays and Fridays I didnât have class on with Trev at his nice little apartment with the big open windows that let the light in.
The Polaroids of me on a cork-board next to the bowl where the keys go, my favorite photo of us. Iâm asleep in his arms; wearing a ducks fuzzy blanket that heâd bought me. Trevor is laid next to me, facing me. Heâs awake, gently brushing my hair out of my face.
Weâre listening to the same music, Cruel summer by Taylor swift; he denies that heâs not a fan of her but Iâm working on breaking that down.
The way he looks at me, itâs like there are hearts in his eyes.
I know heâs going to be home.. in a few days. But Iâm still missing him, more than ever now that winter is closing in.
He does this thing, where he sets up these warm winter sheets if he doesnât have a roadie or a game. Maybe Iâm cheesy or a weird girlfriend but here I am.
Washing his sheets, deep cleaning his house. Even getting the apartment ready for the fake tree we set up.
The apartment smells like Christmas and love and Iâm so content I just want to lay here forever. With the candles, Trevor, Christmas movies and baking muffins and cookies like my mama did.
I tuck his pillows in, and lay this fluffy âFalalaâ blanket on the edge of the bed.
He comes home, and Iâm the first to see him, rushing out of my beat up Toyota, âTrev! Trevor!â I cry out excitedly as he comes barreling through the doors and scooping me up into his arms. Peppering kisses all over my face. When he finally lands a kiss on my lips I melt.
HOCKEY PLAYER â€ïž CANT SKATE FOR SHIT
Trevor Zegras
âTrev this feels like such a bad ideaâ I whine softly as he gently ties the skates onto my feet. Making sure that my fuzzy socks arenât tucked under eat the skates. He gently rubs my knee and pulls at my leggings to get me to stand, âif I fall you canât laugh at meâ I instruct as he lets me hold onto his biceps for support.
âI would never, I would make a tik tok first then make sure youâre alrightâ He replies as he backs out onto the little ice rink heâd made in my parents backyard. Heâs confidently backing up and sliding backwards onto the ice as my knees buckle and I dig my fingers into his baggy hoodie. Weâre matching; somewhat me with my leggings and one of his Ducks hoodie and heâs in black sweats and heâs in a hoodie that has my collage logo on it.
âYouâre evil, you know that right?â I admit as he brings me out to the center of the rink. Iâm wobbly like a newborn deer while heâs confident and certain that he can teach me to skate, ânononono where are you going?â I rapidly ask as he starts backing away from me; dropping my hands and leaving me.
âComeâereâ He grins at me and my misery, patting his thighs like Iâm a dog and will come running to him at his call, âitâs like walkingâ
âSays the guy who plays in the NHLâ I complain; sticking my arms out for balance as I slowly glide towards him, âoh my god oh my godâ I gasp out as I walk along the ice.
âLook at you!â He laughs and smiles; cackling even more as I trip and grab onto him and drag him down after catching myself on the ice, âouh!â He grunts put, dramatically flopping down and as I try to stand and he drags me down with him.
âTrev!â I gasp out; clutching my chest for air as I act winded to mock him.
He smiles and slowly gets back up then helping me up, âhold my hand really tight. Ok?â He instructs gripping onto my hands
âWhat are you doingâ I inquire gripping on as tight as I can, âTREVOR ZEGRASâ I shout out as he quickly starts sliding backwards, crossing his legs and gliding around the arena with ease, âStop stop stop stop!â I cry out; shutting my eyes. He halts quickly and wraps his arm around my waist
âare you ok?â He asks, âwhatâs wrong sweetheartâ his eyes fill with worry and anxiety as he brings me closer to him
âIâm ok, it was just really fast and the wind caught in my eyesâ I exclaim, âI know weâve only been skating for twenty minutes but Iâm ready to go inside nowâ I express
âOk, comonâ he guides me back, slowly and reassuringly. He helps me take my skates off and we hurry into the shower.
Thereâs nothing sexual about this; simply two people in love washing eachothers hair and sharing sweet kisses under the hot rain of a shower.
We share soft kisses and he runs his fingers through my hair tugging at the knots and gently brushing through them.
The bathroom is steamy when we get out and weâre entangled in eachother; kisses and gentle groping. His hands wrapped around my waist and my arms wrapped around his neck.
He lets me get tucked into our bed as he goes downstairs and makes hot coco for the two of us, even though I wonât finish mine and he will. He never gets frustrated at that.
Iâm so wholly addicted to him, the tv playing âPrincess and the frogâ as his leg is tucked between mine and my leg is thrown over his thigh. Weâre in this comfortable knot of limbs; his head resting against a pillow and his eyes slowly fluttering asleep as I run my fingers through his hair and gently massage his scalp.
He does this thing just as he falls asleep where he has this giant whole body twitch, at first it would catch me by surprise but as his legs shuffle and arms suddenly squeeze around me then relax he feels content and safe in my embrace.
I scoot a little closer to him and lay on my back; his head resting on my chest and heâs wrapped around me.
âI think I love youâ
âI knowâ