#a/b/o hrpf.

[hischiersjohnston]

oooo can i get a snippet from "heaven is not fit to house a love like you and i" and tbd abo nylander/mitchy :3

of course you may! "heaven is not fit to house a love like you and i" is the fifth fic in the 'i was made for loving you' series. putting it and the a/b/o snippet under read more bc it might get long and it is... most definitely not safe for work sdsdf nothing explicit but! just to be safe sdfdsf

snippet from 'heaven is not fit to house a love like you and i'

"YOU'VE SENT away everyone?" Nico asked breathlessly, nipping at Roman's throat. "Yes... Only the bodyguards are outside. But I've ordered them to not linger nearby," Roman whispered. The newly crowned king and his husband (newly crowned King Consort) were alone in the throne room. Roman was on the throne, while his husband was sitting on his lap, legs draped on either side of Roman. It wasn't the most comfortable position, but he could ignore the need for comfort whenever his darling husband was involved. Roman craned his head slightly, allowing Nico to continue to kiss and nip at his throat. It didn't seem the best idea, what with the crown that now sat atop Roman's head. It nearly fell from his head when Roman's head would move, and he reached up to try and take it off. But his husband stopped him by grabbing his wrist. "Don't," Nico whispered breathlessly. "Leave it on, my King." A shiver ran down Roman's spine. He reached to take Nico by the chin, gazing at him with nothing but love and desire in his eyes. "You're demanding things from your king now, husband?" Roman questioned. Nico whimpered, but there's a little smirk on his lips. "But what if I tell you that I've fantasized about riding your cock while you sit on the throne, looking regal, my liege?" he asked. His voice was innocent. But his face and words were far from it. "What if I wish for you to knock me up while you sit on the throne with your crown? For your first act as king to put a baby in me?"

snippet from 'tbd: a/b/o william nylander/mitch marner'

"I'M NOT an invalid, you know," Mitch sighed exasperatedly. He should have expected this, really. Alphas were said to be even more protective of their Omegas when they were pregnant. But he thought Willy was not going to be that protective. After all, Willy was different than most Alphas. Willy had the audacity to pout at him. "I know you're not invalid. But I can't help but worry. I want to make sure that you're well-rested and not overexerting yourself." Mitch understood. This was his first pregnancy, and it'd be a lie to say he wasn't scared. He loved the pup that was growing inside of him already; a product of the love that he shared with Willy. "Reaching for a mug is not overexerting myself, though," he pointed out gently. "And you know I can't just expect you to wait on me hand and foot. I like it to an extent, but not always, baby."

[gaps-between-stories]

Vince labour snippet, please? 👀

He leans down to press a kiss against Vince’s temple. “You’ve got to get ready soon, baby,” he murmurs into Vince’s hair, nuzzling against the sweat-damp curls as he inhales the metallic tinge of copper that’s only just shown up tonight. They stay like that for some time, Adam keeping his forehead pressed against Vince's hairline, occasionally nosing the soft skin. His own new-found sea salt steadily mixes with Vince’s rust, creating something new, something made from just the two of them. That actually does seem to settle Vince somewhat, the omega’s breathing slowly steadying under Adam's touch and scent. 

[gaybroons]

It is no longer Wednesday but still— WIP WEDNESDAY ‼️ tagged by the lovely @darkangel0410 <3

Tagging: literally everyone who sees this post. I’m nosy I want to see your wips 👁️👁️

[frostbeees]

keep my hand in yours

2023 wrappedmas day eleven • song: everywhere everything by noah kahan

ao3 • masterpost

“What do I smell like?” Luca finally asks as he adjusts the jersey back onto his torso properly, pulling his caught arm back through the sleeve.

“You smell like us. Luca, can I-”

Bonds between siblings weren’t totally taboo anymore but also weren’t mainstream either. And any time there were suspicions of sibling bonds in the league, they mostly just got written off as ‘hockey culture’ or whatever, passing under the radar with some clever social media angles. First with the Sedins (funky twin stuff), then the Benn brothers, and most recently the Hugheses and Tkachuks. Luca never really paid much attention to them, although he could see the argument for the Hughes brothers, especially after spending a season sharing a locker room with Luke. If the three of them weren’t bonded, well. Luca’s not really sure what to think of them. 

But he and Adam are just close brothers. Or at least that’s what he’s convinced himself to believe. 

Adam’s always smelled good to him; like orange blossoms and dark coffee and dirt. But as he slips the Blue Jackets jersey over his head, the ‘23’ and ‘Fantilli’ pressed against his back, it smells like even more. Luca’s enveloped in the smell of ‘home’ and it hits him like a Trouba hit; he feels dizzy and anchored to the jersey he’s wearing and slick between the legs. Which–

That can’t be right. 

He panics; he accidentally knocks into the pool table in the middle of their AirB&B as he scrambles to rip the jersey off. That’s when the air in the room shifts.

“Luca, what are you–” Adam’s suddenly pressed against him, pushing him further against the pool table. The edge of it is digging into Luca’s lower stomach but he can’t even focus on that with the way Adam’s so close, hands planted on the back of the jersey he’s now half wearing. If Luca ignores the white noise in his brain, he can almost hear Adam purring behind him. 

That also can’t be right.

An Alpha doesn’t purr unless they’re with their Omega, whether it’s a possessive, warning purr, or a happy, sated purr. That’s what he learned in every dynamics health class in school. An Alpha doesn’t just… purr.

Luca’s hearing things. There’s no way Adam’s–

He hears it again this time, clear as day right against his ear. Adam’s breath is warm and humid against the skin of his neck. He bares his neck without even realizing it.

“Luca. What’s going on?” Adam says as he’s mouthing against the pulse point of Luca’s neck. He must be able to feel Luca’s heart hammering underneath the skin as he tries to get himself together to answer.

“I just wanted to try it on,” Luca’s voice is so shaky, he barely recognizes it. He takes a deep breath and tries to steady himself. “I wanted to see what it feels like. To wear it.”

Adam presses closer leaving no space between them as he continues to mouth at Luca’s neck while Luca fails to keep in his whines. He’s also dripping slick, pretty sure that his dress pants are soaked through now which shouldn’t even be possible since he’s not in heat but every time he gets another whiff of Adam’s smell or Adam bites instead of kisses the thin skin of his neck he feels another trickling of slick come out of him.

It’s not like he hasn’t thought about Adam as an Alpha before. They’ve been allowed to share a room longer than any other unrelated Alpha and Omega would be allowed to because ‘obviously it wouldn’t be an issue’. He was there when Adam first presented after he moved into his dorm at Kimball. He’s given Adam space during his ruts in Chicago and then at Michigan; and Adam’s done the same for his heats. It’s always been something in the back of his mind.

But he’s never thought about in this type of situation, never allowed himself to think about their dynamics and the way they just fit together. The way it’s always been Adam at his side, through good and bad and everything in between. The way they round each other out; Luca mellowing Adam’s drive and Adam making Luca better at everything he does. His brother. His Alpha .

The thought makes him even wetter and suddenly Adam’s turning him around.

“You smell–” Adam cuts himself off, pushing his nose against Luca’s neck again. “Like me. But also like you. Like–”

Adam pulls back and they’re face to face for the first time since Adam rushed into the room. His eyes are pure black and his face is flushed and sweaty. He looks perfectly in control but also out of control at the same time as his eyes work over Luca’s body, stopping at what must be the obvious wet spot at the front of Luca’s pants.

“What do I smell like?” Luca finally asks as he adjusts the jersey back onto his torso properly, pulling his caught arm back through the sleeve. 

“You smell like us . Luca, can I-”

Can you fucking finish a thought, Luca thinks kind of meanly as he reaches for Adam’s hand, intertwining their fingers together and pulling Adam back towards him.

“You can do whatever you want,” Luca growls in his ear as he finally gets his nose against Adam’s neck and breathes in that deep coffee and orange smell. “Alpha.”

[shippingthehighseas]

when someone's reading on their phone and it's a "short story" but they "don't know what it's about yet" except a vague explanation of the genre... I'm not saying that's 100% absolutely fanfic but-

[rimouskis]

could you explain more about what you view as the before era and what you view as the after? i need to learn my herstory

I think this requires a more detailed and educated/researched answer than I can give after an exhausting workday and an after-hours work event, but I'm going to do my best and also open up the floor in reblogs for people to chip in their thoughts

foremost: a DISCLAIMER that this post does not aim to shit on writers from the "before" era. there are many classic fics that I love and enjoy, even if I consider their characterizations to be "less accurate"* than the ones we have in the after era.

*aside to say: accuracy is based only off of literal media accounts we have of these men; we do not know them, we should not claim to know them, and they have had different comfort levels with the media knowing selective truths about their lives [sid out of choice, geno out of media xenophobia] than they did when these early fics were being written.

"before" fics (which I tend to refer to as "classic" fics, and had their heyday in 2012-2013 but continued up until 2016ish) tended to have more regimented roles for sid and geno. sid was usually the protagonist; geno was the love interest.

this came with a cascading set of characteristics assigned to each guy. sid was poor-little-meow-meow'd. geno was the pursuer in the relationship. sid usually bottomed. sid had the whole spacetoaster moment (he was the inspiration for the term, haha). there wasn't much a/b/o fic but sid was, like, the omega-fied one and geno was alpha-ized.

something I've been thinking about more recently is how 2012-2013 era sidgeno displayed signs of Migratory Slash Fandom. I don't think of MSF as an inherently negative/condemning thing, but I think it's a phenomenon that deserves to be mentioned/analyzed, yeah?

MSF thrives on big character differences.... like, grumpy/sunshine, sarcastic/broody, genius/empath. it's all about emphasizing disparate archetypes to create natural tension in a story. this works really well in most romance novels! I love it!

the issues arise when people try to make characters fit into these preset dynamics. and, frankly, when sidgeno first got big, we straight-up didn't know as much about sid and geno. I mean that. despite sid being EXTENSIVELY covered by media from age, like, 14, he was really tight-lipped compared to what we have now.

and geno was.... there. I don't mean that as a diss—he was INCREDIBLE, but the media totally passed him over again and again. or they helped contribute to stereotypes of him being a dumb oaf who didn't know english.

aside: ironically I think that helped in creating sidgeno and not, like.... sidflower or sidtanger. geno was so "DIFFERENT" from sid (aka: russian, characterized by media as not knowing how to speak [in comparison to sid's highly curated media soundbites]) that it meant he was the best candidate for A Ship with sid.

a lot of the really big writers who got into sidgeno were fandom veterans with lots of experience in other big fandoms. to me, that means MSF had a hand in all this. and we should be grateful, because it led to the BOOM of hockey fic, and of sidgeno fic specifically. modern hrpf wouldn't exist without it.

that being said, those template ship dynamics, plus the media's attitude then towards sid and geno in its coverage, led to those characterizations of whiny soft sensitive boy sid who needed to be rescued even though he was the best hockey player EVER, and geno as the lumbering tall strong alpha not-that-bright Love Interest Man.

this isn't to say every fic was this way, or that this is BAD. I, uh, love poor-little-meow-meow-ing sid and omegafying the hell out of him. what I'm saying is that it was a near-ubiquitous characterization across the board.

that all changed in 2016-2018. I personally wholly credit sevenfists, though I imagine it's more nuanced than that, but: my blog, I make the rules here. I don't know if sevenfists was psychic or just highly observant and absolutely excellent at reading people (and that's basically the same thing, right?), but characterization shifts began taking place in fic....

and the coolest thing happened, in that those characterizations were seemingly reinforced by more media coverage. the back to back cups brought with them TONS of interviews with and media about the team, and sid and geno in particular. the coolest part of it was that sid had loosened up a LOT and geno had gotten more comfortable (and had gotten a reporter firmly on his side).

the interviews about sid post 2016 were just SO different. so much information started coming out, and a LOT of it conflicted with Ye Olde Characterizations. as it turned out, sid was deeply one of the boys. he was funny. everyone liked him. he loved hosting. he was insanely comfortable around almost everyone, including strangers, because he's a little freak who's kind to everyone. he can make smalltalk like no one's business. he's kind of gross. he likes to giggle and be in on jokes and get into the thick of it. he isn't some blushing virgin bride sold off of mario's doorstep, yeah?

and geno, too, was finally getting the coverage he deserved. and his personality was both fortified by age and better shown to us through media. as it turns out, he isn't some happy go lucky oaf. he's mercurial and intensely aware of what others think of him (and he CARES). he's sensitive and thoughtful but also can lash out at random times. he has a wicked sense of humor that he uses as a defense mechanism and as a surefire way to get people to like him, which matters to him. and, as everyone says, he is SMART.

if you had to boil it down, I'd say that post-2016, it became clear that SID is the confident one and GENO is the insecure one. and fic caught onto that with a miraculously fast pace. also: they're more alike than they are different, but I still think romance inherently feeds off of difference and tension, so we still exaggerate things to make the stories ✨WORK���.

I'm not going to give examples of pre- and post- era fics, because I don't want to point any fingers and say someone was doing characterization "wrong." that's not the takeaway I want anyone to have here.

fandom attitudes have changed. it's been 10 years since that first wave of fics, and while I don't think that's very long, it's a hell of a long time on the internet, and in a niche internet community. what was once the standard for fics (and what was well-read, and what people gravitated towards) was different. not worse—different.

I think it's fair to say the "after" era of fics is more "accurate" to what we know of sid and geno. it's also fair to say that this is only the case because we have a WEALTH of information, character-revealing interviews and videos and anecdotes, that Ye Old Authors could only dream of getting.

I really love the story of how everything has changed, and it's a fabulous microcosm of fandom evolution and how approaches to fanworks have changed and grown with fandom, and I think it's all so so cool.

[droumack]

💗 a fic you’ve reread again and again and why!

💗 a fic you’ve reread again and again and why!

obvious answer is the you've kissed him (and he'll never forgive you), it got me into NateJo and I never looked back. literally my holy grail of natejo fics, my beloved, i've read it no less than ~10 times.

another favorite reread is my beloved dear friend hyacinthed who really is responsible for bringing me into HRPF fandom in the truest way (getting my ass on discord) and she wrote one of my favorite A/B/O fics, which is a Stars (wyatt / delly) fic: can't keep my focus

and then honorable mention to @angry-geno-is-score, i don't even go there but i've read & reread so much of dunnerlars from this author and it hits everytime

there are SO many fics i could ramble on and on about but the first one is my must (must!!) read and the latter have a fair deal of recency bias but GOSH are they good

[leothil]

do you have any hockey fic recs? i’m itching for something to read

Oh absolutely! Fair warning though, they'll all be mattdrai (Leon Draisaitl/Matthew Tkachuk) fics since that's the kick I've been on for more than a year now. But if you want to check out more pairings, the authors of these fics are a good place to start! And, of course, the fics I don't mention from these authors that feature the same pairing too, because I simply can't list every single fic they've written that I love.

I'd also like to state for the record that @trippedandfell was the one who got me into reading hrpf while @onward--upward provided lots of recs for me, so for a wider selection of pairings they might be a good source <3

head above water by yourblues (@msmargaretmurry) that kicks off in an alternate summer of 2022 where Matthew is having a no good very bad time inside his own head. The crushing weight of your own expectations etc. Scenes from the fic written in another pov are found in the fic series, and I highly recommend reading those as well after finishing the main fic!

the land between our bodies also by yourblues, where Leon is the one having a no good very bad time after Matthew's trade to Florida. Surely calling him won't lead to anything bad.

The Next Next One also also by yourblues. And I lied, this is a Dylan Strome/Connor McDavid fic, but it grabs me by the throat like nothing else.

preference by daisysusan (@hopetorun), a winner's room fic that had me gnawing at the back of my chair.

wait a year also by daisysusan, and ok I lied again, this is a Quinn Hughes/Brady Tkachuk fic, in which once, in their teens, Brady said he'd marry Quinn if neither of them were married by 30, and Quinn doesn't dare to believe he was being serious.

linger by @bropunzeling, an omegaverse fic following them from the infamous ASG in 2020 to summer 2023. A/B/O is not my usual cup of tea, but this hit all the right buttons!

contact high also by bropunzeling, a sex pollen fic that had me go yes... hahaha... yes!

only fools rush in also also by bropunzeling, in which Matthew and Leon make a drunk bet during the 2022 All-Star game and suddenly find themselves married. An all-time fave!

Muscle Memory by @blaahaj, where it's the future year of 2023 (this is written late 2020), but Matthew got a bad enough concussion to make him forget almost everything past november 2019. Absolutely delicious amnesia fic!

Growing Into Someone also by blaahaj, where Leon and Matthew both play in Kölner Haie during an NHL lockout.

liebe geht durch den magen by lighthousetowers (@blankvcrs), where Matthew is a recipe/cooking youtuber that Leon starts watching. Incredibly funny!

slip under the tongue into translation also by lighthousetowers, in which Matthew decides to learn German during the 2020 lockdown to better be able to antagonize Leon on the ice. A lot of Leon's internal thoughts about living your life in a different language than your emotional language resonates very heavily with me.

the kids are alright also also by lighthousetowers, where Matthew is an elementary school teacher and his class gets a visit from the Oilers.

broken glass by dilangley, with born werewolf Matthew and bitten werewolf Leon, and the cultural differences that inescapably arise. Not a/b/o. It's incredible how much lore and personal history has been fit into 13.7k words!

The hockey but make it football series from RippingOffZeppelin. Both mattdrai and mceichel. I know nothing about american football, but I've been mesmerized by this series! I believe part four is the one that was actually written first, and I think that's the one I read first too, but imo you can read them in either the series-chronological order or published-chronological order!

comment for engagement also by RippingOffZeppelin, in which Matthew is made to start a youtube channel to improve his own optics on the Flames after he's gotten some bad press. It becomes very popular, and leads Matthew into some interesting situations!

long ago that current caught us by puckthisshift where werewolf!Leon can hear a siren call to him in Florida.

[andfasterthings]

on the banks of kettle creek

hrpf • tk/pat • e, 115k • a/b/o • break-up make-up • coming of age

part i | part ii | part iii | part iv

[darkangel0410]

Rules: You will be given a word. Share one sentence/excerpt from your wip(s) that start with each letter of that word, then tag as many people as letters in the word and pick a new word.. @frostbeees @coricomile @cokehead-zeroed @adamsgirl42 @007waffles007

Your word is blood

B: (Adam/Luca, werewolf au, hrpf)

But he likes it even more when Adam’s sleeping, when he can trace his fingertips over Adam’s nipples until they’re hard and sensitive, until Adam’s making noises in his sleep, his hips jerking forward when Luca finally wraps a hand around his dick. He loves the way Adam moans softly, so into it even when he’s asleep; his body knows that they’re meant to be, that his hands belong on Adam’s skin, touching him wherever he wants to.

Sometimes after Adam gets off, if Luca wants to make a real mess of the both of them, he’ll use Adam’s come to jerk himself off. He keeps Adam close, his ass pressing against Luca’s cock so his hand bumps against it when he moves; it never takes long, Adam’s body against his, pliant while he sleeps, trusting Luca so much that it doesn’t wake him when Luca growls as he’s coming, squeezing his knot while he does, the scent of sex and Adam heavy in the air and wrapping around both of them, another thread that ties them together.

L: (Jace/Cregan, modern au, hotd)

“Luce, what is it,” Jace asks, wrapping his arm around Lucerys’ waist and pulling him closer until their bodies are flush against each other. 

He's still mostly asleep, Cregan can tell by his voice, but it's clear this isn't the first time this has happened between them.

“She broke up with me,” he says, his voice breaking a little; he's slurring his words pretty good, and then he says something that sounds like nonsense to Cregan. It takes a few seconds but it finally registers that he's slipping into High Valyrian.

Jace makes a soothing noise and rubs his hand down Lucerys' back, moving the blankets enough that when he gives his brother's ass a friendly pat, Cregan sees that Lucerys is completely naked. 

“Sleep, Luce, I’ll make you feel better in the morning.”

Lucerys nods, then throws his leg over Jace’s, like he's trying to find a way to climb inside his brother's skin because that's the only way to get closer to him at this point.

They both drop off to sleep, leaving Cregan sitting up in the bed having a mini-crisis.

O: (Fisher/Saeris, quicksilver)

On the heels of that, is unbridled fury: at the fates for not giving them a choice on what they want to be for each other; at the gods for making her human, too fragile and vulnerable for his world. And at what he’s seeing, what is happening to her. 

“What is this? A fucking joke?” He hisses, advancing on the guard, eying the rivlets of quicksilver wrapping around the guard’s neck and face with grim satisfaction.

“Where is Madra?” Fisher asks, eyes sweeping around the rest of the chamber; there isn’t much time to get his – the female back to the Winter Place and to the healers before she dies, but he needs to make sure Madra isn’t going to follow after them immediately.

The guard makes a gurgling noise, gesturing wildly at his face where the quicksilver was slowly but surely flowing into his mouth and even covering his nose and eyes.

“I can’t stop it,” he tells him, sneering. “And I wouldn’t even if I could. You deserve even worse for what you did here today.”

��The obsidian is there, it’s everywhere,” the guard says, desperation seeping into the wreckage of his voice. “It’s alive, demon. Alive and killing everything.”

Fisher turns his back on him, stepping over to the other human–his human–and reaches under his neckguard for the relic he wears. “If you die before I get this back, I am not going to be happy.”

O: (McEichel, in death au, hrpf)

“Only the best for my cop,” Jack says with a warm smile as he pours some coffee into a mug and sets it next to his plate. “It's supposed to be freezing again today, so eat up in case you end up having to chase a mugger at some point.”

“Here's hoping,” Connor pours a ton of maple syrup on his waffles, and smiles slightly at Jack's wince. “I've got a ton of paperwork that I need to finish, and I'd rather be kicking a perp's teeth down his throat any day.”

“Maybe you'll get lucky,” Jack tells him with a laugh as he starts eating his own food.

It's relaxing and cozy, a long way from the days when Connor would make do with some glide cart coffee and probably forget to eat until after work, and then it would be a fake burger in his apartment by himself unless Mitch bullied him into going out.

Yeah, he thinks as he watches Jack aim a steely look at the cat when she comes over to look for any handouts, a far cry from what he used to have and not just in locale.

Almost as if he knows what Connor’s thinking, Jack looks over at him and smiles, affectionate and happy and with so much love that it still makes Connor's head spin sometimes.

Sometimes you just get lucky.

D: (Matt/Brady, vampire au, hrpf)

“Dr. Devarouix, Mr. and Mr. Tkachuk, I’m sorry to interrupt,” the woman who sticks her head in the room is human, and a nurse going by the scrubs she has on, and she smells slightly like food when Brady inhales, but it’s nothing compared to the appealing scent of Matt next to him, and it’s no effort for him to just listen to what she’s saying. “But Mr. Tkachuk’s parents are on the phone, and they’re threatening to call a lawyer if we don’t let them talk to one of their sons.”

“That means Dad’s throwing a shit fit,” Matt says with a loud sigh; he frowns for a minute, clearly trying to figure out the best way to take care of the situation as he thinks through everything going on. “I’ll go talk to him,” he finally decides and turns to Brady, wraps a warm hand around his neck, and squeezes. “I’ll be right back, ok? Pay attention to what Dr. Devarouix tells you and do whatever she says.”

Brady lets himself smile a little at his brother’s usual bossiness; it’s good to know that whatever else has happened, Matt’s still the same as always. “Alright, but only because you asked so nice.”

[boytoykevinday]

re: your post about how good hockey rpf is.....now I'm curious to try it. do you have any recs for where to start?

okay listen, i am definitely the worst person to ask for recs of any sort bc the moment someone asks everything i've ever enjoyed just...disappears from my mind.

BUT!

i can aid you in your search! idk how much hockey knowledge you have but honestly even if you have no hockey knowledge you can enjoy hrpf.

so - hockey rpf located here

you could just do the standard 'new to fandom, sort fics by bookmarks or kudos', which is cool! i know when i started reading hrpf i started with sidgeno because they're the ship with the most fics and honestly some absolutely fucking incredible stuff in there, some of the best fic i've ever read is sidgeno.

but maybe you have a favourite team! maybe you have a favourite trope or genre! smut, fluff, angst, hurt/comfort? a/b/o? enemies to lovers, mutual pining, fake dating, etc?

hockey rpf has got it ALL baby! if you give me a trope or a team etc i can definitely help you find what you need

[hopetorun]

Would you ever write hrpf a/b/o dynamics?

this is a big never say never buuuuuuut one for me. i'm not a huge omegaverse person generally, though i do enjoy some biological imperative to fuck as a concept (maggie you wrote sex pollen like two months ago, we know). i think if a really compelling way to play with the social dynamics and the biological imperative jumped into my head i'd go for it but nothing has and i'm not actively seeking one out 😂

[redjacketficrecs]

don't you cry

CloudCover (RainyForecast)

Summary: Flower is looking out at the balcony, and he’s got a wrinkle of concern between his eyebrows. “Are you on your pills, Sid?”

“Bud. I’ve been on the pills since I was twenty years old, of course I am. Also, still really, really single.”

“Maybe,” Flower says slowly. “Maybe you should have been upping your doses.”

“What—” Sid says, before following Flower’s gaze to the balcony. And his heart stops.

Recommendation: Wishbaby trope! Oh man, love this trope and it’s weird hockey related variation. I know it’s mostly been replaced with a/b/o and other forms of mpreg but I like this weird little contribution hrpf made to fandom at large. If anyone is unfamiliar, the wish baby trope originated in the Sid/Geno fandom and is basically if a couple wants a baby badly enough they literally fall from the sky in a basket. There are variations on the rules (and like, Stanley Cup wishbabies are also a thing) but that’s what it boils down to. And there are like, pills you can take to not have it happen. Anyway, everyone knows how much Sid loves kids, he’s been on wish baby birth control forever. It fails because he’s lonely and he wants a family so badly (I know!). And then it’s just 8k of Sid with a baby and him and Geno managing to fall in love despite being absolute dumbasses.

[caixxa]

For the Ask a reader meme:

What are your answers for A10, B5, C4 and D7?

A10. Who did you have your first fanfic-related conversation with? What was it about?

Oh dear, I'm not sure. Something about some early Bale/Cristiano football rpf fics I think? If it counts as conversation that I talked back and forth with the author in their ao3 comment box and leaving anon guest asks on their Tumblr. It was probably @tylerparsons who's the sweetest but hasn't posted on tumblr in 11 months.

B5. Which story have you read more than any others? How many times?

This is tricky! I went through a lot of my history and I can't really say despite there being actual numbers. The most visited tend to be multichapters (there's a 78 chapter fic that I've visited 412 times), so I haven't necessarily read the whole fic through multiple times, just hit every chapter once and some of them multiple times. But a justin/seb fic i want you (to want me) by anonymous must be one of the top ones, it's a one-shot and I've visited it 47 times (some of those must've been me just getting the link to rec it tho)

C4. What thing that fandom loves do you actually kind of hate? Why?

I'm not into a/b/o which limits my reading. Same with BDSM AU. I want my characters to have agency in their desire, I don't want their dynamics dictated by biological determinism. I also hate A Ovechkin with a passion because he's a pro-Putin spokesperson who proudly flaunts his homophobia. I also scroll past most of the fics because HRPF is so centered around the Big Pairings and they're not my ships. And oh, so many people think that fights are the most romantic thing to do for your partner and I don't like that trope either. Nor do I think that a character dripping with blood is super sexy. (Aren't I a little ball of hate here?)

D7. Why did you leave your most recent comment? Will you share it with us?

I left it because I genuinely loved the fic and because I felt guilty that I hadn't commented it on my first read. I said that, and the reason, in my comment.

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This is so well written! Gut wrenching (sic!) emotion through and through. Genuine love.

This was so real:

“Fuck, I can barely see these tiny screens,” Sergei bitched and moved his phone out at arm’s length, head pulled back a bit to focus. “I don't know where my glasses are. When did we get so old?”

That touch of writing age is so good.

Sorry for not commenting earlier! I've read this when it came out but I have had a hard time processing my thoughts on KHL still running, and especially CSKA being the organization it is. It shouldn't affect my fandom engagement, it's silly.

(The fic is Counting the seconds I lack, break my back just thinking about it. by penaltyboxed)

Thank you for the ask!

[janeblr]

the hrpf fic where patty is part fish creature and tk fucks him …. you dont need to know anything about hockey to enjoy this one. kind of a/b/o adjacent with weird biology lol

[droumack]

Loved the ending of "Dare Not Speak Its Name"! Loved the whole work so much! I may or may not have been agressively updating the work every other day. we're starved out here in this corner of hrpf 😂

Loving all of your works in the natejo corner, we thank you for your service o7

Requesting lingerie jo if you have any cool ideas for that, that would be amazing

Keep up the amazing work!!

Jo in lingerie is like BREATHING to me!

I have a feeling you're going to dig the next installment of the A/B/O 'verse, if I ever get around to writing it.

Oh but what if also.........Jo loses a bet with the team.......and has to wear women's underwear for a while.......hmmmmm..........