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Beware that rip

Since it’s still summer where I live and I just got back from a beach where this phenomenon is an ever present danger (depending on Oceanos’s mood of the day) a quick line on rips seemed appropriate. They can sweep you out to sea unawares, and if one panics and tries to swim against it rather than parallel to the beach to get out of it, one could end up in serious, even fatal trouble. These narrow currents flow out from the surf zone of sandy beaches, scouring the sea bed to make deeper calm looking hollows where they occur.

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Challenge

Nursey loved hockey. He loved the feeling of the ice under his skates, he loved his team, he loved the feeling of scoring or of getting an assist, but most of all, he loved the challenge of it. He always had to keep his chill, stay calm, stay rational, but on the ice, he could lose himself in the competitiveness of the game and in trying to help his team win, and nobody would bat an eye.

Tonight, for example, they were playing Boston, and it seemed neither team was going to budge. It was almost intermission, and both teams had yet to score. Nursey had gone down a few times already, checked into the boards or thrown off his feet in the middle of the ice when some giant D-man slammed into him. Holster, currently in the sin bin, looked ready to rip his hair out as Boston’s goalie blocked another shot.

There were only 20 seconds left on the clock when Dex got the puck; 15 when he passed it to Nursey. Nursey didn’t have a great shot, but he had a shot, and if he missed, there wouldn’t be enough time for the other team to score this period either.

He took it.

The puck soared right over the goalie’s skate, and he’d done it, 8 seconds left. He’d finally been able to score on them. As soon as a referee said it was good, his team was surrounding him, shouting and clapping him on the back.

The buzzer sounded. It was intermission, and Nursey had scored.

After intermission and discussing plans and strategy for the last period, they were ready to win this.

And they did. The final score was 2-1, Holster scoring the winning point. As, Nursey had learned, was customary, they threw a kegster that night, and Ransom managed to rope him into doing a kegstand, along with Holster for winning it.

He was pleasantly buzzed afterwards, and standing with his back to a wall, cup in hand, watching everyone dancing and feeling absurdly proud of himself for contributing to this. Eyes scanning over everyone, he made eye contact with Farmer, who was dancing in a borderline filthy manner with Chowder.

She winked, throwing him a quick smile before turning back to her red-in-the-face boyfriend, who grinned sheepishly at Nursey for a moment and took his bottom lip between his teeth. Nursey’s heart stopped in his chest a second.

He regained his composure and smiled, taking a sip of his drink and keeping his eyes on Farmer and Chowder, who were still throwing not-so-subtle looks his way. He did always love a challenge.

!!!!! KISS!!! THE!!! ICE!!!!!

light my ass on fIRE that was such a great update i’m crying

-rip to shitty’s flow i’m in mourning and denial and will be wearing black the rest of the week out of respect for the greatest hockey comic hair ever
-BITTY’S FACE IN THE SECOND PANEL WHEN THEY’RE TALKING ABOUT WHERE JACK SHOULD GO WHY DOES EVERYTHING CAUSE HIM (AND ME) PAIN (crying myself to sleep for the next five years) 


-jack not telling shitty about him signing because he HAD CLASS this just in: jack zimmermann is a huge ass nerd
-ENOUGH WITH SAD BITTY!!! ENOUGH!!! pls let my tiny son be happy


-literally everything about betsy god bless like 1) the last thing bitty baked was bagel bites (”if only i’d known” i love this smol baker so much) 2) IT WAS JACK’S IDEA!!!!! 3) they all want to chip in to give him a new oven i’m crying this team is so pure and loving 
-ransom uses excel for everything oh my god these hockey jocks are such nerds i love them all so much
-jack and shitty!!!! god bless this friendship it’s so important to me
-also FUCK YOU ZIMMERMANN i feel the same way shits


-and my heart LITERALLY STOPPED BEATING AND I HAD TO TAKE A MOMENT TO COMPOSE MYSELF WHEN JACK GAVE BITTY HIS JACKET 


-this update was so bittersweet and so so lovely and i’m crying and am so happy and sad and MY STUPID HOCKEY NERDS i love them so