#henry shoving alex's face into the floor my beloved

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Fic Pride Weekend

thank you for the tags @anincompletelist @cha-melodius @bigassbowlingballhead <3

Rules: Post your favourite line or passage from as many of your published works as you’d like. Let yourself feel proud of your creations! Tag as many people as you post snippets, so your fellow fic friends can be proud, too.

this could be a disaster, taynick, rwrb rpf

disaster my slutty slutty baby. there's a lot in here i'm proud of, but the moments nick lets us see how much taylor cares about him are some of my very favorite. it took me way too long to pick a bit from this fic!

“You’re really good, Nick,” Taylor tells him, like he can see all of his insecurities lining themselves up in his head. It zings through his brain and body pleasantly in a way he doesn’t expect. He wants to make a joke, but he swallows it down, and mutters, “thanks,” to the floor at Taylor’s feet. Before he knows what to do, Taylor’s wrapping him up in a hug, tight and warm and perfect. “I’m so glad you’re my Henry,” he murmurs, and Nick thinks he could probably melt into the floor.

give it to me easy, tknp, men's hockey rpf

happy retired pat fic my beloved <3

It’s always been easier with TK. Like he bullied his way into Nolan’s life while he was distracted with proving himself on the team and before Nolan knew what was happening he was letting TK tie his tie and come over when he was laid out with a migraine and telling him how much he hated his fucking head back before he’d talk to anybody.

stetson, firstprince, rwrb

i love this fic so much, and this bit is probably my favorite

“What’s the matter, baby?” Alex asks, voice gone deeper and a little raspy. Henry wants to drown in it. Wants to sink to his knees and get his hands on the denim stretched across Alex’s thighs, wants to choke on his cock, wants Alex to shove him backwards with his boot and fuck him on the floor until he cries.

forgive me, father, sidgeno, men's hockey rpf

this is one of the fics i've most proud of in general. it was a huge departure for me thematically and writing about catholicism was challenging but cathartic, i think. writing sid as a priest was a fuckin trip.

That night, he sinks to his knees and asks the Lord to protect John Francis, to give him the strength to be what the town needs, to guide His people into the light and away from the Devil. He sleeps fitfully, plagued by confusing dreams - strange amalgamations of things he’s seen and tempting imagery sent by the Devil. The dead Deacon, faceless and cold, in the bed Sid now sleeps in. The cross he saw on his way into town, lit up in flames. A beautiful, tempting face with big eyes and a mischievous smile, whispering, “hello, Sidney. I’m glad you’re here.” Visions of the town, sinking down to Hell, calling out to Sid who is powerless to help, chained by his own failings, his sins, his shortcomings.

bruises on both my knees for you, dumotanger, men's hockey rpf

i fucking love these two i should poke at my omegaverse fic for them

Brian’s embarrassingly hard to just be kneeling on a crusty floor with a dick barely in his mouth, but everything about Kris seems to make him want him more.

hold me like i was forgiven, tknp (kinda, more like a tk fic), men's hockey rpf

i love this fic it hurt me so bad to write it it's one of my favorites. this scene made me cry writing it and i still love it so much.

Travis takes in every detail of Rhett’s sweet face, suddenly afraid this is a dream he’ll wake up from. He knows people love their kids, that he loves kids, but watching Rhett’s face smashed up against his chest, drooling into his shirt, he’s overwhelmed by the force of his love for him. “He's beautiful, Karly.” She smiles like she can’t help it. “He really is.” “He looks like me.” Her smile falters a little. “I know.” “I love him,” he says, tears spilling over and onto his face. “I love him so much.” Her voice shakes this time when she answers, “I know. I know you do.”

liar, sidgenotanger, men's hockey rpf

i'd love to write a sequel to this. i love their dynamic in this one!

Kris starts to argue but Zhenya cuts them both off. “Sid. Be good.”

can't help it i want you, sidgenoanna, men's hockey rpf

Sid sighs. He's the captain. And maybe if things were different, he’d have a girlfriend or a wife who would notice and do for Anna what Sid always does for the rookies. But he doesn’t. What he has is a bad habit of fucking around with his alternate captain and a mostly-manageable load of guilt about it.

i am not a woman i'm a god, allison/erica but really nogitsune/erica, teen wolf

i had to get at least one teen wolf fic and one femslash fic in here! this one was fun to write.

The thing that looks like Allison, pretty dimples out of place on the cruel face, is on top of her in an instant, boxing her into the seat where she slept. She hates that she freezes, that not-Allison is bringing out the sad, scared, embarrassed sick girl that she tries to pretend was killed by the bite.

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