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“Tell me no,” Erik says. “Tell me to leave.”
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02 Sep 2026
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Not for the first time, Zhenya regretted not just taking Sid up on his offer to quarantine in Canada together.
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“Room service?” Geno asked, sidling behind Sid in the locker room, making her escape to the showers before Jen let the media in. She winked at Sid and was out the door before Sid had a chance to reply.
Well, Geno knew what the answer was. When had Sid ever told her no?
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10 Aug 2026
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Zhenya stared straight ahead and waited for the elevator to drop into motion. Beside him, Sid was silent, warm, breathing, smelling faintly of cologne, and that same awful choking miserable fury and grief clogged Zhenya’s throat again. He hadn’t expected to encounter Sid again so soon.
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Get in Geno’s pants, Sid entered into his calendar.
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- Part 15 of Sid/Geno Tumblr ficlets
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10 Aug 2026
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Stunning dialogue:
How was that?” Sid asked after, when they had cleaned up a little and were lying tangled together, Sid’s head on Geno’s shoulder.
“Eh,” Geno said, and wobbled his hand from side to side.
Sid hid his smile against Geno’s neck. “You’re an asshole.”
“I don’t pump your tires,” Geno said. “You get Sully for that, he loves you, think you best player—”
“Please don’t ever talk about Sully when we’re in bed,” Sid said.
Geno laughed softly and ran his hands over Sid’s back. “Okay. I promise.”
Sid started to drift off, warm and close in the dark of his bedroom, but then he remembered the question he’d been wanting to ask Geno for weeks. He turned his head to kiss the cap of Geno’s shoulder. “You still awake?”
“Mm,” Geno said. “Little bit.”
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He was only twenty-six; he’d thought he would have more time.
Twenty-six was a little late for it, really. If he was being honest with himself.
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10 Aug 2026
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This was so good it distracted me from how much my hand hurt
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“Do you have it in?” Sid asked in the elevator on the way down to breakfast, cradling the Cup in his arms like a shiny, beloved dog, and Zhenya felt himself turn the same color red as a can of Coke.
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- Part 2 of Sid/Geno Tumblr ficlets
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10 Aug 2026
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The naiad moved in shortly after Sid finished his house, that first summer, a week after he filled the pool. He noticed some splashing one morning while he was eating breakfast, and when he went outside to investigate, she popped her head up out of the water, clung to the side of the pool, and hissed at him.
“Uh,” Sid said, still holding a slice of toast in one hand. Dew from the grass chilled his bare feet. “Are you—hi?”
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10 Aug 2026
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Jesus Christ this has no right to be so brilliant
The one where Sid is cursed with a tentacle dick and Geno is into it
He saw Geno at the rink on the third day after Duper’s cookout, when he was there for a workout and to give Cora some of his hair. Geno sidled by him in the change room with a sneaky pat to his ass and a sheepish grin, like he knew he was cute enough that Sid would forgive him immediately.
Sid hated that he was right. Geno had ignored two invitations to come over and replied to the rest of Sid’s text messages with noncommittal emojis, and if Sid called him out on it he would just extend the duration of his hiding by a couple of days. It was infuriating, but Sid was at fault, too, because he was a coward who didn’t want to rock the boat. -
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He woke when he felt Anna climb out of bed. The door creaked open. Down the hall, Niki was singing to himself in his crib, one of three songs he knew, high and off-key, the familiar sound of every morning at home. Sid rolled over onto his stomach and debated the merits of going back to sleep. He and Geno had practice later. They needed to be at the rink by 9. He probably ought to just get up.
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10 Aug 2026
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Merpeople didn’t kill humans except in stories.
Merpeople also didn’t talk to humans, or bob up in the water near where a human was fishing from the dock and tell him to throw back anything that wasn’t a lionfish, or kiss humans or look at them the way Sid was looking at Zhenya now, as Zhenya finally stepped out of his trunks. Merpeople kept to themselves. But not Sid.
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The decorative gourds arrived at Whole Foods in mid-September. Zhenya saw the display set up in the produce section and lingered over it for a while, examining the different sizes and shapes. Studying them, he was increasingly convinced that Sid had been joking. Every squash had ridges or nubs, or a spiny stem at one end. There was no way.
Maybe if he trimmed off the stem and washed it really well.
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10 Aug 2026
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Where had Sid even gotten the idea? Zhenya went through the browser history on Sid’s tablet, expecting to find weird porn, but there was nothing. Had he spontaneously thought of it on his own? Sid could be kinky, but he wasn’t that creative.
“Stop making those noises at my tablet,” Sid said without looking up from his book. “It didn’t do anything to you.”
“I don’t make noise,” Zhenya said, and vengefully left the tab open to a video of sea slugs mating.
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“You look hot like that,” he told Geno at the first red light he came to, looking over at Geno slouched in the passenger seat. Nobody had ever told Geno to sit like a lady, and his legs were splayed wide, showing off a peek of his white cotton underwear.
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10 Aug 2026
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This is so fucking great. They’re so *lived in* and real.
He felt pretty smooth; he felt like this roleplaying thing was going great. Then Geno got stuck in his dress and lurched around the room with it halfway over his head, his arms trapped with the sleeves around his elbows.
Genuinely, all timer
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Everything Leon does is foreign and fantastical. He comes back every fall and feels like something from another dimension all over again, something new, novel, a whole different hemisphere of frost boiled down into his blood, a frame that Connor can study endlessly: can watch and scrutinize and never really figure out, never get a handle on.
This isn't that, though. This is just Leon being a little shit.
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08 Aug 2026
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This author is amazing and my god the prose
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Matthew Tkachuk Friendship Tour, The B-Sides, Part 1 by brinicles
Fandoms: Men's Hockey RPF
06 Dec 2020
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'Games that matter' is bullshit, obviously, all the games matter. You play games that matter in November and you'll play games that matter in March. If you don't end up playing games that matter in March? Then the games in November didn't matter.
They could both still make playoffs. Matthew makes sure to communicate his optimism.
"Really, it's no big deal. You'll get your confidence back," he says encouragingly.
"Do you ever get tired of being such a little asshole?" Leon seethes.
(The Flames play the Oilers up to five times per year.)
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30 Jun 2026
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This came highly recommended and they undersold it. Holy god. Sometimes things are good.
"Good game," Matthew says amicably as a looming curl of grey hoodie and track shorts shoulders past him, the tips of his hair still dark with water.
"Go fuck a cactus," Leon spits as he disappears down the hall.
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Sid let himself luxuriate in it for a moment, the feel of her skin under his hands and her mouth under his, easy and carefree in a way that felt less sharp-edged every day. Someone else would raise the cup this year, but he had this for a while.
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“Um, hello?” Sid said on the other side of the line, his voice soft and scratchy through the phone. It was a strange sound to hear; Zhenya hadn’t spoken to him in over a month. “Geno? I’m sorry I’m calling so early but I—I’m at the airport—I’m in Moscow, or, well, somewhere around there.”
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icarus by garagepaperback
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
05 Jan 2026
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It wont come out.
Ilya is one of the last left in the locker room. Gear half-stripped, gloves off but he’s still clumsy wrestling with his phone on the bench.
What do u mean
No question mark, just the blunted grammar that he usually corrects, brushing right past a come on or suck up to insist Ilya shouldn't know that word. He all the time ignores the effort Ilya puts in, the ways he tries and tries, how he’s getting better. When Hollander responds with barely a three second delay, Ilya misses the criticism.
It won't. Come out.
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Whatever happened to all this season's losers of the year by Thorne for rose_indigo_and_tom
Fandoms: Hockey RPF, Sports RPF
22 Jan 2018
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Alex loves his kids, he really does, but he also might kill them. That is, if they don't put him in a goddamn early grave first.
(Cop bribing, theft of public property, and how to photoshoot your dick properly in order to seduce a teammate: all part of a captain's responsibilities to his rookies.)
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20 Jun 2026
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Holy shit this is so fucking good things so fucking funny and tender and brilliant and I just can’t
“ Oh!" Willy says, pulling away. "Wait, hang on, we just gotta—hang on!"
He hurries out to the kitchen, and then comes back with—
"Huh," Alex says, not entirely sure of how to react when handed a glass skull full of what looked like vodka. "It's nice."
"It's called Crystal Head Vodka," Willy explains. "It's made by Dan Aykroyd, you know, from Ghostbusters and the other movies. Since you said the Popov's wasn't any good, we went back to the store and bought a bunch of vodkas, and this one looks the coolest, so. If you want it, you can have it."
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“You need to stop going for the whole older sex bomb thing,” Jonny tells him at a bar in Montreal. “Try the girl next door.”
Patrick takes a deep swig of his beer. “You make it sound like I’m going for cougars!”
Jonny laughs. “I know you’re not. You had your little moment with Taylor Swift.”
It's perfectly normal to be competitive with Jonny over their sex lives. Even if Jonny somehow always ends up winning.
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16 Jun 2026
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“It’s your job to be awesome!” Jonny shoots back. “Fuck, you’re shameless.”
Patrick chuckles, delighted. “I’ll certainly fuck you shameless.”
Patrick has gotten used to getting it exactly the way he wants, when he wants. Jonny's got something to say about that.
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15 Jun 2026
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Ok this is great. Really quiet, lovely, smart