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Without taking another step, firmly planted, the man pulls a black silicone dildo off the wall and walks to the counter in long, calculated strides. When he places it on the counter between them, his face is perfectly serene besides the slight wideness of his eyes. Zhenya has to concede to what Anya had said – he does look scared.
or: sidney crosby discovers that sexual self-discovery is, conveniently, retail assisted.
a sex shop au (sort of) (not really)
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every night, every night (and sometimes i yearn through the day) by kazzeng
Fandoms: Men's Hockey RPF
31 Mar 2026
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When he looks at Evgeni, a warm, poking tickle runs down his spine, and it feels like all the blood rushes to his fingertips. Evgeni’s eyes are wide and dark, surrounded by deep purple bags. His face says one thing only: never.
or: sidney crosby finds out the hard way that soul marks don't really care if you're gay or not
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LordStanley87: Yeah I’m a big fan
LordStanley87: Nice poster by the way“You see that?” Geno whipped his head around to look at the poster on the wall. Sid almost wished he hadn’t said anything, he should’ve kept it his own little secret. “How you recognize that? Eight seven, you must be Crosby fan then?”
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The edges of Kirill’s head and shoulders go fuzzy and undefined into the darkness, and Quinn is scared like he’s never been before that it would swallow him whole.
or: quinn's been haunted for as long as he can remember by things he's never quite learned how to name; as he slowly comes apart, kirill tries to piece him together
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They couldn’t pretend this was normal, anymore. They did for a while, always starting in a grapple or a playful scuffle before allowing themselves to devolve to violence. Quinn can’t remember when they gave it up, surrendered to the truth. Probably when it started to devolve into the next thing, the thing that pushed them past any semblance of explainability.
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It was hot, and Sid felt kind of weird about thinking it was hot. This guy was screwing himself on camera for money. That wasn’t really Sid’s scene.
He closed the browser window. Fine for other people, but not his thing.
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26 Feb 2026
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Sitting at the table was Sid: Sid as Zhenya had first known him, almost a decade before: dorky, long-haired Sid, his cheeks round with baby fat. He couldn’t have been older than twenty, and even that was generous.
“Wow,” baby Sid said. “Are you Evgeni Malkin?”
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- Part 1 of Author's Faves
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Abbot is all restraint, all talk and no bite. Samira knows he's been flirting with her, because she'd discovered weeks ago she's been flirting right back.
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Eight months is a long time with just her fingers.
"Jack." Samira says and the reaction it elicits immediately sets her heart pounding. Dr. Abbot - Jack - inhales sharply, eyes widening. He takes a step forward, pure instinct driven, before stopping himself. And, oh. There's a power that she suddenly feels, coursing through her veins and setting her blood on fire.
"Walk me home?"
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(pure smut loosely inspired by a tweet where someone said they want abbot to talk mohan through it.) -
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The last time Dennis had a conversation with Robby before the day they tumbled down a bridge together was a little over a year ago. It was minutes before dawn. The hallway light was just bright enough to illuminate the horror in the older man’s eyes.
“I’m sorry,” he said to Dennis, choking on the words and rubbing a palm over his eyes. His chest was heaving with breaths as if he'd just witnessed the end of the world instead of holding Dennis naked in his arms.
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A year after a drunk hook-up with his attending at the end of his rotation, Dennis is back to the Pitt as a resident.
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But it's in the mix of it all, of the rush and the warmth, between the cupped palms of Robby and the pulse of his blood, steady in his veins; teetering on the edge of a crush of an orgasm that he realizes—Dr. Robby doesn't ask for anything either.
Robby's hands find Dennis’ shoulders, the back of his neck. They slide down his arms to grab him by the elbow, move and direct him through the chaos of the ED with stern precision. They linger in the quiet moments, warmth blooming under his wide, heavy palms.
But when Dennis reaches back—tentative, unsure—most of the time, Robby is gone before he can even make contact.
OR: Dennis might be touch-starved, but he's hungry enough to want to touch too.
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- Part 3 of the pitt masterlist
- Part 2 of but you know i'm worthy
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13 Nov 2025