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⋆ my names cooper!! my pronouns are he/him
⋆ my user on ao3 is lazicalm
⋆ im so normal about hockey (horribly fixated)
⋆ auths + sillies PLEASE INTERACT WITH ME PLEASEEEE!!!!!! I love talking about stuff n wif people :3
⋆ my main teams r the pens, kraken, n sabres!
⋆ im the number one fan of goalies 🫶
⋆ also the number one insane and slightly confusing ships maker bc im crazy n slightly insane :p
⋆ ⁷¹, ²⁹, ¹⁰, ¹, ³⁷ , ³¹
meow meow meow or wateves
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“The smoke of a small fire washed over him when he sat next to Zhenya who was slowly heating water in a tin pot- a small glass jar next to him with a red jam in it. It felt almost meditative to watch him open the top to peek in before closing it again, slowly shifting the pot before quickly pulling his fingers back. More soldiers slowly formed little groups around them like they did the night before when they un-boarded the train, conversations, and cigarettes being easily passed between them, each slowly going through foods that would work for breakfast- mostly stale slices of bread. Something filling that wouldn't cut into the foods saved for dinner.”
#ww2 au#abo#sidgeno#hockey rpf#my fic#sidney crosby#evgeni malkin#marc andre fleury#veronique fleury#alpha beta omega#pittsburgh penguins#hockey
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