#brandon tanev fic

[haddonfieldwhore]

tied in knots - brandon tanev

brandon tanev x reader

summary: turbo let’s you braid his hair <3

warnings: none! also i think this one is gender neutral but if it isn’t please let me know!

word count: 0.6k

your fingers ran softly through brandon’s hair as he laid with his head in your lap on the couch. it was a day off for the kraken, and you were spending it relaxing at home, just relaxing and watching movies for a while before a few of the other guys on the team came over later for dinner.

“promise me you’ll never cut your hair again?” you joked, still loving your boyfriend when he has short hair - obviously - but you had to admit his rockstar locks were your favourite.

“okay, i promise,” he laughed, looking up at you and letting you kiss his lips softly.

“can i braid you hair?” you asked, and he smiled.

“if you want to,” he agreed. “but if any of the guys make fun of me i’m telling them it was your idea.” he sat up before moving to sit on the floor in front of your seat on the couch, as you ran to get a brush and a few hair small ties. you sat behind him, legs on either side of his body as you gently brushed through his hair.

“maybe you’ll like having your hair out of your face - especially for when you’re cooking,” you suggested. brandon loved to cook, and it had taken you forever to convince him to please tie it back in at least a ponytail so he didn’t have to worry about it; nevermind the fact that he looked really good in a manbun.

“maybe, i’m trusting you.” his hand gently rubbed up and down your leg absentmindedly as you parted his hair down the middle. you began dutch braiding in into two plaits, one on each side and tying them off in little pigtails as the bottom. enjoying playing with his hair, you took your time, going slower than you needed to - not that brandon was complaining.

“there,” you leaned down and kissed him on the cheek once you’d finished. “all done. go look.”

he got up and started walking towards the bathroom to look in the mirror, and you called after him. “you can’t take them out though, i worked really hard and you look really nice.”

you heard him laugh, and he walked back into the living room, a grin on his face.

“relax, i like them,” he wrapped his arms around you in a hug, pulling you up off the couch. “want to help me get dinner started?”

“sure,” you agreed, you weren’t as good a cook as he was, but you enjoyed helping him with the simple things. you pulled out your phone, snapping a few pictures of brandon with his hair done, at first where he wasn’t looking, then a few where he was as he realized what you were doing.

“hey,” he laughed, reaching for your phone with a smile.

“i’m sorry, you just look really pretty!” you defended, putting your phone safely in your pocket again so he couldn’t steal it and delete them. he shook his head, but didn’t argue, turning to the sink to wash his hands before touching any of the food. you did the same after him, drying them with a paper towel before awaiting instructions.

“okay, step one,” he said, pretending to read off the recipe page. “give me a kiss.”

“i don’t think that’s what it says,” you rolled your eyes, but gave him a kiss anyways, and he smiled wide as you pulled away.

“but you love me, so it’s okay, right?” he teased, and you nodded.

“something like that,” you crinkled your nose at him playfully. “now let’s actually get started, or we’ll never have it ready for when the guys get here.”

“yes chef,” he shouted loudly, and you laughed, unsure how you were ever going to get anything done.

at least you could always order takeout as a backup plan, and at least he looked cute.

disclaimer: all screenshots, events, and/or interactions depicted in this are a work of fiction. i have no association with any parties mentioned

[ilyasorokinn]

Hi love!!! Hope you're doing well, I was wonder if you could do Brandon Tanev taking care of the reader after they get injured, I just healed from a sprained ankle and it would have been nice to have someone like him. Also serious lack of content for him. :)

NURSE TANEV

okay, i'm so freaking sorry! this has been sitting in my inbox for probably a year, maybe more maybe less. so long, i don't even remember which celly this was for. and i do agree, there is not enough content for mr. ghostman haha

another note: requests are closed! please don't send anything in. if someone does, i will deactivate my account istg

tw: injuries (sprained ankle)

"call if you need anything." your mom spoke through the phone.

"i will, but i don't think i'll need to. nurse tanev has yet to leave my side since we left the hospital." you looked over at him, to which he only shrugged innocently.

"good. i'm glad you have him."

"thanks, mom. it was so nice talking to you." you sighed.

"all right, bye-bye, now."

"bye." you hung up and flung your phone across the room.

"i'm so glad you and your mother have such a wonderful relationship." brandon joked as he pushed himself off the couch. he kissed your head as he made his way toward the kitchen.

"i know." you flashed him a sarcastic smile. you loved her, you did. but could be a little overbearing at times.

he came back over to the couch, where your food was propped up on the coffee table on top of a pillow, with a bag of ice. he carefully placed it on your ankle.

"there anything else i can get you?" he asked.

you smiled, "i'm okay. you can calm down a little, and watch the rest of this movie with me."

"i can do that." he nodded, walking around the coffee table so as to not disturb your ankle, and sat down next to you.

you grabbed the remote and hit play, leaning your head on his shoulder as the movie continued. later that night, after begging brandon to go out for dinner because you "didn't have any food in your home", you were finally going out.

you used the crutches to get down to the parking garage. still, when it was finally time to get into the car, you looked over at brandon, "do you need help?" you nodded, "all right." he set the crutches aside before picking you up as carefully as possible and sat you in the passenger seat.

"thank you." you smiled sweetly as he put on your seatbelt and kissed his cheek.

"you're welcome." he smiled before going to the driver's side.

requests are closed my loves <3

[starshine-hockey-girl]

This blurb is for PrincessPhilly's lyric challenge in honor of her birthday. I selected lyrics from Heaven Sent by Keshia Cole for Brandon Tanev.

It is a reader insert and just under 1500 words.

@princessphilly @pattiemac1 @penstxgal1968

Bellevue, Washington

You listened as Brandon walked in the door of your shared high rise condo. The brief serenity while your loves- both human and furry- took their unending energy and activity for a walk ended abruptly. You smiled as his baritone voice boomed through the condo and he animatedly spoke to the excited pups. He talked to them as if they understood his words.

On the surface, the two of you made no sense as a couple. You, the quiet and reserved one, and he, the loud and bodacious one, seemed like polar opposites. However, you had one common characteristic that made it work- passion. You both had a passion for your work and an even greater passion for each other.

The relationship took both of you by surprise. When you joined your Seattle Reign teammates for a ceremonial puck drop at the Seattle Kraken hockey game, you were nursing a broken heart from your first and only serious relationship. You were the very definition of “not looking for love”. However, when you were introduced to Brandon Tanev and he pulled you into a hug with a loud proclamation of “YN! I am a big fan”, you felt the electricity almost at once. You stumbled back and smiled nervously. Then he flashed his bright smile and you were hooked. When he asked for your number before you left, you gave it without hesitation.

Eighteen months later, you stood in the bathroom listening to him speak to the dogs- Jett and Messi. His one request when you moved into the condo over the summer was to get a dog. Yes, that was the plan to adopt one dog. However, as you walked through the rescue adoption event, he went straight to the pair of adorable Yorkie terriers who chased each other through an enclosed play yard.

“What do you think, Y/N?” he looked back at you as you observed.

“You want a small dog?” you asked incredulously, “You have been searching for labs for weeks.”

“I don’t know. I think a smaller dog would be better in the condo,” he bent down to pick up the bigger of the pair. He held him up to his face. “Cute, eh?” he asked. You knew instantly that he was hooked and there would be no talking him out of the tiny dog.

“Baby,” you smiled as you bent down to pick up the smaller of the pair, “He has a little buddy. Someone needs to adopt them as a pair.” You had hoped that would serve as some sort of deterrent to the selection. It had the opposite effect.

“Someone being us, Y/N” he smiled. You opened your mouth to object when he started to plead his case. “Think about it. They already know each other and they will have a built-in playmate. They won’t be so lonely when we are at practice. I’ll have one for each side of me when I watch your road games and you watch mine.” He took both of them into his hands. He started speaking to them. “Yes, do you want to come live with us? We’ll teach you all about hockey and soccer,” he spoke animatedly before putting them down to start chasing them through the play yard. You groaned. He looked up and flashed you a smile. “Come on, YN- you know you can’t resist this cuteness.”

You smiled. He, of course, referred to the dogs but it was infectious energy that you could not resist. “Fine,” you said as you climbed into the play yard and picked up one of the pair, “But only if I get to name them.”

“No way,” he laughed, “You name one. I’ll name the other one.” He picked up the other dog and examined it closely. “What’s your name, buddy?” he asked if the dog would answer. “Jett?” he grinned as he bestowed the name of his first NHL team on to the Yorkie.

You looked at Jett's partner in crime, “Well okay, Messi- let’s go home.”

You were lost in the memory when you heard him bounding up the stairs. His footsteps were loud as he lept the stairs two at a time. The pitter patter of tiny paws tried their best to keep up with him. “Come on boys. Let’s go see YN,” he called as he reached the top of the steps, raced into the bedroom and slid on his sock-covered feet into the bathroom. You looked up at him in the mirror reflection. He held out a cup from your favorite coffee shop- the one he took you on your first unofficial date. “I thought you could use the extra caffeine tonight,” he smiled as he handed it to you.

You smiled and accepted the drink from him. “He knew,” you thought to yourself. He knew that the gala would require all of the social energy you had in you. Being in large crowds, entertaining and charming people came naturally to Brandon. To you, it was an effort. One that would need to be fueled by caffeine and his boisterous love. He walked up behind you, wrapped his arms around your waist and rested his chin on your shoulder. You shared a look in the mirror. The words were unspoken, but you heard them all the same, “I got you,” he spoke with his eyes, tender with emotion.

Then the moment abruptly ended when he swatted your bottom playfully, “Don’t worry. I got myself a triple espresso so I will be bouncing off the walls soon.”

“Brandon!” you laughed, “You do not need caffeine. Please tell me that you are joking. The world does not need a caffeinated Turbo.”

He looked back and smiled, “Oh, but I think it does.”

You went your separate ways. He went into the large, walk-in closet to get dressed in his suit. You stayed in the bathroom to put on your final touches of your hair and make-up. After you dressed in your dress with a slit cut high enough to emphasize your toned leg, you wandered down the stairs. The caffeine from Brandon’s drink had kicked in and he raced around the room in an elaborate game of chase with the dogs. He looked like a cross between a twirling tornado and Tasmanian devil. The game was getting out of control and he came dangerously close to knocking over your favorite floor vase as he sped by the fireplace. “Brandon,” you yelled as his hand knocked the vase over, “Why do you have to run around like a Tasmanian Devil? You are going to break something!” He used his lightning-fast reflexes to catch the vase before it hit the floor.

He swung around the couch and caught sight of you from the corner of his eyes. He stopped suddenly and stood with his mouth agape.

You looked down at your dress nervously, “No good?”

“Oh, it’s good,” he finally choked out, “It’s…..ummmm….. Yeah….. It’s uhhhhh” He searched for the words but could not find them. “You look like an angel,” he whispered when the words finally bubbled up in his brain, “You look like an angel sent from heaven.”

You blushed as he walked over to you. He looked at you in wonder, “just like the song.” He pulled you into a tight embrace as he instructed Alexa to play your song. https://open.spotify.com/track/2E90KUsor4U2abOJGFKtfx?si=1773701ad44c4836

He spun you around as the music filled the room.

I wanna be the one who you believe

In your heart is sent from (sent from heaven)

“You are, YN, you are,” he whispered as he gazed into your eyes, “I may be a Tasmanian Devil, but you are my angel sent from heaven. I love you so much.”

“Brandon….” you spoke softly, “I am no angel.”

“Yes, you are,” he kissed you softly before whispering against your lips, “You are my angel and I am so lucky to have you.”

“We’re lucky to have each other,” you whispered back. Suddenly he lifted you over his shoulder and carried you toward the door.

“BRANDON!” you squealed, “What are you doing you devil you!”

“I see you are embracing my identity, my angel,” he laughed as he grabbed your purse, “The sooner we get to this gala, the sooner we can come home. I can get that dress off of you and show you just how devilish I can be.”

“Is that a promise?” you laughed.

“It’s a damn guarantee,” he swatted your bottom and carried you out the door.

[leafs-lover]

Who should I write about? Pacific Battle

I've had this idea in my head for weeks now, and I just can't get it out of my head, so I'm going to write it :)

That said, I am wildly impartial to who the player is and have decided to leave that up to you! There are some requirements for the player in order to make the story work, so unfortunately some players are not eligible for this.

This story is more smut than anything else, so the player isn't all that important to me. To make it easier to navigate, I am splitting the polls into each division, these polls will last one week. I will be taking the top 8 overall and making a poll with them. The winner of that poll is who I'll write about.

Metro Poll // Central Poll // Atlantic Poll

Quick fic summary:

Reader insert. Reader and player grew up together but an unlikely friendship (he was a jock and she was a socially awkward band member)

Smut, smut, and even more smut! (I may mix in a sliver of plot, but its basically all smut)

Player will be readers teacher, coaching her on everything in the bedroom 🥵

Could have multiple parts but they will all be stand-alone pieces. May also be months between them (I long ago gave up the idea of committing to writing schedules)

[shutupptara]

Is there any demand for tanev fic? I want to write some but hate screaming into the void

I know that I and @kat-hearts will absolutely read it and yell about it! I would looooove to see more Tanev fic, but admittedly, he’s not one of the most popular hockeyblr rpf guys. Cowboy B means so much to me that I don’t even care that it’s not very popular- I needed to write it and I love it. I absolutely feel you about “screaming into the void”. It’s frustrating and discouraging, but I promise, you’ll have me as a reader!

[breezymichelle99]

Incoming turbo fic 😍

[nhl-stories]

To celebrate Pride Month I wanted to compiled a list of fics featuring queer characters. Because if this sport won't be as accepting as we want it to be we'll make it queerer ourselves

This is very much a non-exhaustive list and if you have a fic to add to the list please send my way!

• Serotonin - Cale Makar x Non-binary OC

• Them - Jakob Chychrun x Non-Binary OC

• Gotta Trust How You Feel Inside - Jeff Skinner x Non-Binary OC

• Hydrangeas Where Your Face Should Be - Dougie Hamilton x Trans OC

• You Stupid Bitch - Leon Draisaitl x Pansexual OC

• Fool's Holiday - Dougie Hamilton x Bisexual OC

• Until the Light Shines Through - Quinn Hughes x Bisexual OC

• Matthew Tkachuk x Bisexual Female Reader

• Think I Could Love You- Zach Aston-Reese x Asexual OC

Fics that feature queer side characters (because otherwise this list might be wayyy too short):

* Capricious- Brandon Tanev feat Drag queen gay couple

[lovethytendytenderly]

I'm not in any dedicated writing discords but a thing that I think about a lot when reading/writing rpf is names. How people talk to each other and how they name themselves. Especially in sports rpf, we the fans are primarily familiar with players through their last name, sometimes their first name, and occasionally a nickname. However nicknames have a 50-50 shot of being ones generated and spread by the fanbase. Everyone knows Malkin as Geno or Letang as Tanger but it threw me the first time Sully called Drew "OC" (oh-see) because his name to me is DOC (pronounced interchangeably as the vibes take me as either doc short for doctor or dee-oh-see). Chad Ruhwedel (formerly) being the only Chad on the pens team (he's not dead he's just in nyc) was Chad to me (and an inspiration to Chad's everywhere) because Chad is easier to pronounce than Ruhwedel, but I've heard Sid call him Rudey (roo-dee). I called Sam Lafferty Laugh Track but I've seen other fans call him laffey-taffey and I think that's closer to his actual nickname.

We do get access to behind the scenes and the boys aren't shy about using nicknames for each other. It's one more thing to study up on. Despite the fact that the media and the fans prefer EK, the boys decided to call Erik Karl (Carl). Reporters have written pieces about nicknames which is why we know stuff like Magnus Hellberg was Chopper on the pens, Marcus Pettersson is Dragon, Brandon Tanev earned the name Turbo, Lars Eller used Tiger, and so on and so forth.

The place I see this played with the most is with the Russians in hockey. Partially because it's Russia and as the Prologue for Great Comet the musical said "everyone has 5 different names." There’s more there to play with. A writer will almost certainly make a choice on whether they're using Evgeni, Geno, or Zhenya for Malkin, and I've seen similar decisions for Ovechkin (Ovi, Alex, Alexander, Sasha) based on the POV characters and their relationship with the characters. Sometimes the names will evolve over the course of a fic as characters get closer to each other. It tells the reader something which name the character uses for himself and which ones he prefers others use.

Now I don't have a strong opinion on what Sid calls Geno in their relationship. It gets interesting however when we enter Geno's POV and the author has to decide how Geno names himself. What name does he use in his internal monologue? Which name feels the best? Do any of them feel weird? It's funny cause I've written fic where depending on the relationship between the characters, its Tristan if its personal, Jarry if its professional, or Jars if its friendly, and depending on how Ned is thinking about him it can shift by the sentence. Is it Tanger or is it Kris? Which one conveys the right amount of closeness? Is it Letang until the relationship develops further or is that too much distance for teammates, even new ones? What about players whose nickname is a name? The last time a fic called Alex Nedeljovik "Alex" I asked myself "who?" because in my head he's Ned. In Tristan's head he might also be Ned. Does Ned think of himself as Ned or does he think of himself as Alex? Does it even matter so long as we aren't breaking immersion? Idk.

I just think that it's interesting to think about how something as simple as names can affect the vibes of a story.

[haddonfieldwhore]

Hi!! I’ve been reading some of your work and I’m hooked! With that being said, do or can you right some fluff and romance on Brandon Tanev?

hi - sorry it took so long. i struggled to come up with something for this one </3

tied in knots

[spinebuster]

is this where I tell you I've written Brandon Tanev fic? Based on your small moment

[lxviswxrld]

“I’ll take care of you.”

Tanev blurb based on @mylastnameistanev ‘s post and this quote from TheLoveHypothesis.

summary: Your ex plays for the sharks and Brandon is protective. Could probably make a bigger fic out of this tbh

warnings: None

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You knew the second your ex slammed into the boards in front of you after scoring that Brandon would be right behind him. You hadn’t made your relationship public, you weren’t even sure after that night what you were, honestly. But you knew how Brandon felt, and you knew to him, that was unacceptable. You jumped back in your seat when you saw his face, Luke’s stare back as he mocked you and your hometown in his celly. Within seconds he was up against the boards again, but not by his choice. Brandon had swung across the ice to flatten the Sharks player back into the glass. Brandon skated by, offering up a wink and smile. I got you, was what Bran meant.

It was tense after the first period, the sharks were up and you couldn’t shake the feeling of all the eyes on you. After all, two months ago you were clad in sharks jerseys, and now you were sitting in the Kraken guest box. NHL fans had a lot of speculation to talk about. Not that anyone would really know, you thought. Nobody knew about you and Brandon, yet. Something told you if your ex kept acting this way during the game, Brandon wouldn’t make it hard for people to tell, and you weren’t entirely against the idea. When the first period was over, you left your seats to go down and talk to Bran while you could. Maybe a good luck kiss was in order with tensions so high…

As you walked down to the lower levels of climate pledge where most people weren’t allowed, you heard a familiar voice.

“Y/n.” It was Luke, and he didn’t look like this was a kind chat.

“What do you want, Luke?” You asked annoyedly as you tried to inch towards the Krakens locker room. You didn’t like being alone with him.

“Want to tell me any big life news?” He started, you see the entitlement and anger seeping out of him.

Shit. Shit. Shit. “I don’t have to tell you anything.” You started to walk away when he caught up to you and grabbed your wrist.

“You realize I could tell everyone I know in the public eye about this. That would look great for your record, and Tanevs,” you felt your heart race at him talking about your new relationship.

“He’s a lot older than you, that won’t look very good on his image, would it? Old NHL player dating a girl right out of college-“

“Grad school. I’m 5 years younger than him.” You corrected him.

“Point is, I know something you don’t want people to know, so how about you go tell your boyfriend to lay off, and maybe I won’t think about telling people his little secret.” He had a gloating look in his eye as he continued, “Sorry to break it to you sweetheart, you could have been going home with winners tonight, but instead you’ll just have to think about what you’re missing.” His time off the bench was certainly inflating his ego…

“If he doesn’t back off, your new relationship will be the headline of tonight’s game, and not in a good way. I know people.” He grinned as you pulled your hand away.

“Fuck you,” You turned away and down the hall to the locker room to catch a glimpse of Bran before the second period. As you turned the corner, you saw Brandon standing within earshot of everything. He was looking at the ground, tapping his knee in anger and adrenaline.

“Hey…” you started

“He threatened you.” He interrupted.

“Don’t listen to him, he’s just making empty threats,” you tried to ease him.

“No. He threatened you.” He stood from his bent position and looked at you.

“I’ll handle it.”

“Bran, you don’t have-“

“I’ll take care of it, and then when the games done, I’ll take care of you.” He pulled you into his chest and planted a kiss on your forehead before turning back to the locker room. Before he opened the door, he turned. “By the way, we’re winning tonight. I hope you can catch a salmon.” You giggled at his chirpy comment before waving and turning back up to the main levels.It wasn’t long till another goal was made by the Sharks, and to no surprise Luke turned to come skating by. He was quickly interrupted by a shove from a familiar jersey. “Tanev and Kunin” you heard over the speaker, but your mind was somewhere else. You didn’t really realize what just happened until a ref had grabbed hold of Brandon and torn him away from the other Sharks players.

“Penalty for Seattle kraken number 13, and for Sharks number 11.” You heard above you, as the refs guided Bran to the penalty box. You could see him chirping Luke as they skated away, and you couldn’t help but giggle. You watched the jumbo screen pan to Bran in the box and he winked at the camera. You couldn’t help but feel a sense of security. You suddenly realized you didn’t care what Luke told root sports- or any of his weird journalism friends, because at the end of the day, Bran had your back, and that’s all that mattered.

[fvcking-damage]

third time has to be the charm 🙃 introductory post because i tried to make a carrrd and then i gave up

hi, i’m ryan! and this is my hockey sideblog:) welcome!

- early twenties

- mexican

- any pronouns

- all my follows, likes and replies are from my main, @unnatural-disasterr

- join the bruins goal tag list here!!

- i occassionally write! i write silly little au fics! go to my fic list :9

- my thoughts can be found on #ryan rambles and random-unrelated things to sports on #misc

- in case you need it, i’m a taurus but i personally don’t believe in astrology

- any sort of bigotry will not be tolerated in this blog. i won’t hesitate on blocking.

- my ask is always open, and you can ask as you wish! ask anything! if i forget to answer your ask i promise i will eventually get to it :)

*players and teams i vibe with:*

boston bruins

pittsburgh penguins

boston fleet

carly jackson

sarah nurse

marc-andré fleury

chris kreider and mika zibanejad

brandon tanev

carey price

anze kopitar

most ex bruins & ex penguins

and some other guys i forgot to put here lol

extra psa: if you reblog a post of mine, or one of my mutuals’ through me with the tags “i don’t like the bruins but” “i hate the bruins but” “fuck the bruins but” you are getting blocked. just reblog the damn post and leave. “i don’t go here” is fine but any of the above or variation of them is gonna get you blocked!

[sam7sparks7]

Doing this for meeeee! Hrpf addition

1) created the ship tag on Ao3 - Artemi Panarin/Vladimir Tarasenko

2) people say I've never considered this before - Elias Lindholm/Noah Hanifin

3) you've had to write the fic just to have the content for your ship - Elias Lindholm/Matthew Tkachuk

4) you have gifs and fics ready to promote ship if someone mentions them - Kasperi Kapanen/William Nylander (technically not rare, just dead)

5) free space - Jonathan Drouin/Nathan MacKinnon

6) you can sell this ship like you would a car this dynamic is immaculate - Adam Lowry/Brandon Tanev

7) learning to draw or commissioning someone just so there is art of them - none?

8) less than 200 hits - Juuse Saros/Tristan Jarry

9) if someone else ships them you instantly become friends in your mind - Jonas Siegenthaler/Nico Hischier

Dedicated to Rarepair Fic Writers

[rossmccallsqueen]

Hello there! I’m you Super secret summer fic exchange 2k24 person!!!! I’m here to ask you a few questions.

1) reader insert or Oc? I just want to double check!

2) any Tropes I need to stay away from? Any Tropes that are a must see?

3) out of the the players that you submitted (Sidney Crosby, Joey Daccord, Anders Lee, Jared McCann, Ilya Sorokin, Phillip Grubauer, Brandon Tanev, Kris Letang) who do you most want to see?

4) any players you DON’T want to see?

5) is there anything that you want included that I didn’t cover or player you want in it that you didn’t include in the list?

I think that is all my questions! I probably will be back asking another asking another question or two. I can’t wait to start! And happy writing!!!!

Hello love!! It’s nice to meet you 🥺

1) reader insert please!

2) I don’t particularly enjoy angst or anything having to do with grief/death/losing someone/etc. I know you said tropes but just incase! For tropes I love a good forced proximity, like when they’ve sworn off relationships and then they’re the one person that makes them happy, grumpy/sunshine, fake relationship to real, and enemies to lovers! The only trope I really hate is a second chance when the one person did something pretty unforgivable and they still forgive them anyway. Otherwise you’re good, go with what feels good!

3) that’s like picking a favorite food I can’t do that 😫 however since I gotta I would say either Ilya Sorokin or Phillip Grubauer. I am a goalie girl forever 😫

4) *screams* EVANDER KANE. I don’t even like saying his name lololol. Pls avoid any rangers players, the Patrick Kane, pretty much anyone involved in the 2018 Canada team, or anyone that’s had criminal allegations against them!

5) I just love a good happy ending. My life has enough chaos and sadness in it on a daily basis, when I read I like to feel like I can escape into it. Which I know probably sounds lame but yeah. I don’t know if we’re allowed to have AHL players at all?? But like if you want to or you feel like going into that my favorite player is Cameron Hughes of the Coachella Valley Firebirds (the Seattle kraken AHL team). He is an absolute gem and he’s missing his front teeth and he’s just the cutest 🥺 totally don’t feel like you have to go out of your way bc low key not many people would know who he is but I love him anyway now im rambling whoops

Thank you!!! I’ll see you soon!! ❤️

[nightshadehasblorbos]

🎶 and 📚!

📚 [Books] Is this WIP part of a series or standalone?

All the fics I am currently writing are standalones. But I am planning to write sequels for the two fics that I have already posted. There's more about potential sunrise laughing sequels in the next question, and I want to write a sequel for Fucking ghosts but it would be Ryan Graves/Brandon Tanev and neither fic would need to be read to understand the other. Just Ryan "ghost fucker" Graves, and Brandon sees ghosts, so the fic needs to exist.

(next question under the cut because it's long)

🎶 [Notes] Do you have any other WIP related things, like moodboards, character portraits, playlists or similar?

Playlists

Yes! I have playlists (I almost forgot I had them😂). One of them is for a specific fic and the others are character based. Actually looking back on them, I have one for a fic that I haven't written. I basically listened to a bunch of tv show songs (Hazbin Hotel and My Little Pony, two very different shows) and my brain was stuck on hockey players, so I made more and more playlists for players that I will probably not write for.

Here's a list of the players/fics I have playlists for:

Jeremy Swayman (6 songs)

Matthew Tkachuk (6 songs)

a fic I started for Pens Angst Fest but obviously didn't finish (3 songs)

Dylan Strome (1 song)

Nolan Patrick (1 song)

this was the runner up idea for Pens Angst Fest that I couldn't help brainstorm, in the notes I wrote "not the changeling one but the stalker one" (1 song)

Auston Matthews (1 song)

Alex Ovechkin (2 songs)

I also have one song that i haven't added to a playlist/made playlist for, but I heard for the first time "The Fine Print" by The Stupenium, and I was just making connections to the NHL and how hockey players basically sell their bodies to the NHL (and all the discussion of CTE recently).

Brainstorms & Lists

I have a doc with some fic ideas that I'm interested in writing, some that I will probably drop, some I might get to. Some are fleshed out with a couple paragraphs, and some are just a sentence. Some of these start out in my phone's notes app, like in the case that it's late at night and I need to get it down.

I have a doc specific for sequel ideas for sunrise laughing with them broken into four separate ideas/fics. Two of them I'm very solid on, and two fluffier, shorter ideas (i'm terrible at guessing length so don't trust that) that I don't have brainrot for but I am interested in writing.

I also have lists of prompts that I found interesting in different fic fests, which two of the fics I'm writing were inspired by prompts (the Pens Angst Fest fic and the Not a Cow Fest- which is actually based on a prompt from There's Only One You Fest).

Tumblr Inspo

I also use tags so I can save stuff that I can use for inspo. Some player names (but also that's just anything I find interesting). I have "fic idea" tag, and I have some tags for some specific fics, some started some not. Those are "nesting swaymark", "pearls fic", "mpreg fic", and "vore fic".

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you’ve written a blurb for brandon tanev before, any plans to someday write for him again? the idea of dad brandon makes me so soft lol

I just went and re-read my Brandon Tanev blurb and, ugh, it’s sooooo cute!

I don’t have any immediate plans, mostly focussed on the fics in my universe. I do have an unrelated threesome with him and ZAR in the works but it’s been in the works for a while now. Maybe I should open up a prompt/ request night sometime soon, I have missed doing those.