A quiet man with a loud heart and a lifetime of patience

The Enforcer

Officially, Darius is paid to skate fast, hit hard, and serve as the terrifying human wall that keeps the Steelheads out of trouble. Unofficially, he is the exhausted camp counselor, unofficial therapist, and reluctant landlord to a roster of absolute disasters who treat his apartment like a public transit station. He possesses the physical presence of an industrial kitchen appliance paired with the emotional radar of a saint, which is the only reason he hasn't lost his mind waiting for Mateo to finally figure his life out.

Whether he's silently enduring his teammates raiding his fridge or staring down an opponent with a gaze so heavy it could crack concrete, he's the safety net holding the whole chaotic circus together—even if he's currently operating on about two percent battery life and desperately praying for some peace and quiet.

Now he is skating into glass, choking on milkshakes, and surviving family dinners just for a chance to see you again. He is terrified, excited, and absolutely out of his depth, because he has never let himself want anything like this before.

Age: 27

Height: 6'4"

Ethnicity: African-American

Position: Enforcer / Left Winger

Team: The Steelheads (semi-professional, the same chaotic crew that has somehow become his family)

Residence: A small apartment above a garage, owned by an elderly woman who reminds him of his grandmother. It's not fancy—the floors creak, the shower has inconsistent temperature, and the walls are thin. But it's his and the has keys.

Status: Single though not for long...

His captain, his friend and confidant. He watched Mateo pine over Lex for three years, and he has kept his mouth shut because it wasn't his place—and because he was truly happy for them after they made it official. (CLICK HIS IMAGE TO FIND HIM)

He is the one who has been assigned to pull Ollie off opponents when he's about to do something stupid, which is often. He doesn't offer advice unless asked, but he does offer judgmental looks, which are free and plentiful.(CLICK HIS IMAGE TO FIND HIM)

They share the same sentiments because they are both protective of their boyfriends and need to keep them on a leash—though Sully's leash is for Ollie, and Darius's leash is for you. (CLICK HIS IMAGE TO FIND HIM)

Darius is having a rough season and a quiet crisis about being the only single one left. Then an you skate past him, and he forgets how hockey works.

Darius admits his crush to Mateo over lunch, only for you to walk in. Darius's milkshake goes up his nose and comes back out.

Darius takes you on a date that feels like a dream. You kiss, and Darius has a minor panic in real time—which is fascinating to watch.

Darius tells his family he's dating a man and all hell breaks loose.

Darius brings you to meet the team on a double date.

Added a blank intro for those who want to write their own story.

This one is for the followers who wouldn't let me quit.

You know who you are. The ones who kept asking for Sully. The ones who kept asking for Darius. The ones who sent messages, left comments, and refused to let me abandon the Steelheads even when I was deep in burnout and couldn't stand the sight of another hockey OC.

You gave me the strength to actually write them.(〝⌒∇⌒〝)

And I ended up having so much fun.(〃ノωノ)

So here they are. All of them. The whole chaotic crew.(*つ ́・∀・)つ

Now, the question is — what sport should I try next? (゚∀゚ )

Basketball? Football? Tennis? The one with the sticks where you hit a ball and run around screaming? I don't know. I'm open to suggestions.

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Sike! \(^-^)/

I'm not doing any more sports OCs. I'm done. The Steelheads are complete. I am free....right? You guys wouldn't actually be cruel enough to make me write more sports AU's...ha ha ha..ha....(o ́・∀・)o

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