#top gun au ice hockey

[redhead-writes]

Top Gun Class ‘86 Ice Hockey AU headcanons

Thought about joining my love for ice hockey with Top Gun Class ‘86. Let’s see how it goes.

They are new team in California Fightertowns “Tornadoes”  but they already has made some fame around the league in which they are playing. They are playing gritty but mostly clean game. Except when the pressure on ice got raised too high and it needs to be let down by fight.

The team and coaching stuff thought it is the end of theirs when their main star center Bill ‘Cougar’ Cortell left for team that could pay better. It happened just few days before the season had to start. It really came as lightning in clear day. Now when team plays Cougars team, he gets pushed in boards hard.

Metcalf is teams coach and runs them to the ground in each training with help of his assistant coach Jester. They both know this guys are meant for greatness. Maybe they could get picked up by NHL without draft. Only one player is still elligable for the draft. Merlin is the teams physio. He can play left or right back when he has to but injury and betrayal of his partner made him lose love for the game but not enough to leave the sport fully.

Most of the players have day time jobs because playing in this league does not pay well or at all. Mostly money goes into bus and other travel expanses they have.

Tom ‘Iceman’ Kazansky is goddamn amazing goalie. Sometimes Viper and Jester doesn’t know how he stops those pucks that seem unstoppable. He has his weird quirks. Chewing gum at all the times. Team teases him that it will make his jaw as muscled as rest of him. He likes to be left alone before the game so he can do his flexibility stretches to be warm for the game. Everyone is so used to it that they don’t question it. Tom also always bangs the net bars before each period, saying that we are in this together. Also he has specific meal he will eat after his team wins a game and different one if they lose. Team may tease him for all his quirks, but good God you touch Iceman and whole team will run you to the ground. Also team always gives pass to Tom if there is empty net. They want him to have goalie goal.

Next up we have two defender pairs. Nick ‘Goose’ Bradshaw and Ron ‘Slider’ Kerner who with only their height already looks intimidating. But Ron takes that extra step to be more. He is not afraid to smash opposing players in boards or do some little shitty moves to stop attack. He takes protecting Tom as some kind of oath for life. Yes, he is first one to go after player who tries to hurt Iceman. He got his nickname because for his height and physical look he glides on ice so light and fast. His defense partner Bradshaw is more friendly but he also knows how to do his job well, better than well. He is really protective about his teammates always checking on them. Tom called him Mother Goose and then the rest of team picked it up. He wears that nickname with pride. His wife Carole got him a patch with honking goose that has nickname under it. He sew it to his gear bag. Nick has taken oath to protect their tiniest player in the team. Rick has to help with that a lot because tiny kid seems to have death wish.

The second defender pair is Charles ‘Chipper’ Piper and Marcus ‘Sundown’ Williams. You would think that they would be less violent than first pair because they look somehow calmer and are not towering over you. But there is reason why Marcus nickname is Sundown. You talk bullshit that is over the line to his teammates or him, then hope you will be on ice for next game. Everyone from previous his previous had called Marcus violent and no good for the team, calling him liability for the team with his fighting tendencies. Viper took one look at Marcus and knew this man has nothing but his team above all else. So he paired him with Charles who needed someone to keep up with him and his running mouth. Like nickname Chipper comes from him chirping opponent players each time they come close. Also he always has an answer to even vilest chirps. That keeps Marcus out of the trouble usually. Also since Marcus attention has been taken off fighting and put in right frame, he is one of the best scoring defenders. He can rival some other team forwards.

Next up we have right back Leonard ‘Wolfman’ Wolfe who is real pest on ice but he knows when to let go of pissing opposing player off. He uses it all to distract the opponent team defenders and allow their center to score some goals. He got his nickname because of two things: 1. Leonard sometimes can act as lone wolf when he has a puck and sees opportunity in front of him. He simply skates trough the other team players like knife trough butter, making his own team players try and keep up. 2. Sometimes he will need whole team to join his crazy tactics because he seem to be able to calculate some moves that even Viper and Jester can’t. Usually crazy tactics work out so Viper trusts those.

Left back and tiniest rat of the Tornadoes Pete ‘Maverick’ Mitchell. If Leonard knows when to stop than Pete does not have any regard for his own safety at all. He sometimes will take on players two even three times his size. Pete sometimes is pain in his own teams arse because they have to take unnecessary penalties just to save him from being trampled over. Still somehow with being rattiest rat to rat, he does what he needs to do. Always open for his teammates pass or ready to pass puck, and his passes always reach who ever they are meant for. He is only one elligable for the NHL draft. Pete doesn’t believe he will be chosen for it but Viper and Jester, to be honest, rest of Tornadoes have other ideas. Maverick may be rough around the edges because of his past but this team gives him what he had missed before in the life.

Now their main center is Rick ‘Hollywood’ Neven. He is annoying in his own way. His annoying way is doing everything flawlessly with Hollywood level smile on his face. Rick wasn’t able to shine because Cougar took whole spotlight. Finally given full chance with two of grittiest team players on his wings, he really can’t stop scoring. Many opposing players have tried to punch Rick in the face to wipe that smile of his face. Mostly everyone failed but one dude succeeded, but all Hollywood said was: “I still look prettier than you even with blood on my face.”

Their team is getting traction so Carole and her friends start making merchandise for the team. It also has cool designs that Tom had drawn while doodling. Carole saw those doodles and pressed him to make full on drawings. It is another thing that calms Iceman down after adrenaline filled game. By selling merch, the teams financial level also had raised up, making it easier for them to travel and buy new equipment when needed.

[avianii]

2 seconds later he falls on his face

[venus270]

Please draw it 🙏🙏🙏

haven’t seen a single topgun hockey au (shocking) so might just say fuck it and draw it myself

[doodledraw]

Welcome back to the hockey au, this time with an icemav interlude! Set in 2003, this epistolary fic explores the media reaction to Ice retiring. I hope you enjoy it!!

(check out the rest of the series by browsing the #hockey au tag on my blog or using the ao3 collection!)

[pigtailedgirl]

Fav One-Off Helped Character

Mark Smithbauer.

I love that he's Fraser's childhood friend so we get extra Fraser knowledge here.

That he's another Canadian in America, playing a role just like Fraser's Mountie. A hockey player that has a love/hate relationship with it and his ownership of his line and role in the game. You see this in his acting. In how he operates through the scenes on ice and off.

I love that he's hockey and sports so we get the Canadian contrast jokes in there, because hockey is associated and a national pride, in contrast to basketball as the recurring for Ray, but it and Mark and Fraser are a deeper take on fitting into it too. Their love of hockey and connection being a means of their friendship and pride.

Dief's idolizing him. Like Fraser idolizes a childhood friend and influence who dared to dream and achieved.

Mark works so well, is played so well, because we see his contrasts. He shows without saying his past connection to Fraser, even as he verbally denies you see him piece their old friendship in, his finding his ideals of old but still the reality he lives in now and the angst in that struggle or difference self-made, and the reason it is a line un-crossable within, unknown until he's hit it.

You see his growth in just an episode.

And I love his ending too. He loses the career and fame, but not the ideal and dream and love of playing the game. He gets to go back to the joyous outlet of hockey. Playing in a park with another kid. Playing for the love it brings him and others.

His knee and career were gonna go eventually. But he leaves not with money or legend, but his pride and joy restored. A win.

Also love it's Rick Rossovich!!! ( Top Gun/Due South AU anyone!)

[psuedochakra]

AO3 Masterlist

So far I've only posted my fics on my AO3, which is already super easy to navigate. But just in case, I've got links here for you! I might post the shorter ones on here some day. These are all my Top Gun ones :3

The Baby Steps AU

Baby Steps

Ship: Iceman x Hangman

Rating: Explict

Summary: Someone bought Hangman a drink at a bar in 2010, and he couldn't stop thinking about it for years.

Word Count: 26010, five chapters

Status: Complete!

Tamale Night

Ship: Iceman x Hangman

Rating: Teen

Summary: Jake and Javy have a longstanding birthday tradition while they're stateside. Now, Ice is part of that tradition. This is part of my "Baby Steps" AU and takes place immediately after ch 4. Context is provided in the notes

Word Count: 5705

Status: Complete!

You Fall in Love so Fast

Ship: Maverick x Slider

Rating: Explicit

Summary: Slider spends some time with Maverick in China Lake. Again, part of "Baby Steps" AU and context is provided in the notes. It can be read as a standalone.

Word Count: 3323

Status: Complete!

The Start of Forever

Ship: Maverick x Slider

Rating: Explicit

Summary: Maverick's raccoon shenanigans continue. Ice is gonna need a taller fence. A sequel to the above fic! context is provided in the notes. It can be read as a standalone.

Word Count: 5665

Status: Complete!

We Need a Holiday(s)

Ship: Iceman x Hangman

Rating: Explicit

Summary: Holidays throughout Jake and Tom's relationship. Think of each chapter as a one-shot within the universe. I put them together as one fic because of, well, theming lol. You should probably read "Baby Steps" since this is just extra bits of that fic

Word Count: 8851, four chapters

1: Christmas, 2015 (smut with plot)

2: Valentine's Day, 2016 (no smut, but plot!)

3: A continuation of Valentine's Day, 2016 (smut)

4: Thanksgiving, 2020 (no smut, all fluff)

Status: Incomplete; I probably won't ever finish it because they're all fun little extras.

AUs/One-Shots/Mini-Serieses

Hot For Teacher (AO3 or Tumblr)

Ship: Iceman x Maverick

Rating: Explicit

Summary: Maverick returns, as a favor, to teach at TOPGUN. His students are great; they're some of the best naval aviators in the world. One of them is all legs, gorgeous tanned skin, blonde... Just his type. Maverick had a problem.

Word Count: 8,814

Status: Complete!

Sick Day

Rating: Teen

Summary: Five times Phoenix and Halo checked on the Daggers while they were sick. Plus another time the Daggers checked on them.

Word Count: 5,343

Status: complete!

swing away (Ao3 or Tumblr)

Rating: Teen

Summary: While Ice and Mav are away, the Daggers borrow their larger living room to watch movies. Signs has been chosen this time, and now they really need to know which among them would excel at saving the day.

Word Count: 1120

Status: complete!

American Kids

Ship: Rooster/Hangman

Rating: Explicit

Summary: Rooster is two-steppin' with Maverick. Except...he doesn't know how. And the first person he thinks of who would... Is Texas ass Hangman.

Word Count: 1685

Status: Complete!

Give and Give Again

Ship: Rooster/Hangman

Rating: Explicit

Summary: On a trip in Northern (like UP north; not like past Saginaw north) Michigan, Rooster and Hangman get snowed in at a tiny motel.

Word Count: 2697

Status: Complete!

Lit Up (Ao3 or Tumblr)

Rating: General

Summary: Maverick is finally home for the holidays, so the Bradshaws go visit.

Word Count: 578

Status: Complete!

Lavender Oil

Ship: Hollywood/Wolfman

Rating: General

Summary: Hollywood helps Wolfman relax after a holiday party.

Word Count: 368

Status: Complete!

i hope you're coming with me

Ship: Slider/Iceman

Rating: Explicit

Summary: Hockey AU. My love letter to hockey, specifically Detroit hockey.

Word Count: 37183

Status: Incomplete; 9/12 chapters

Handle Like Eggs; Do Not Drop

Ship: Slider/Iceman

Rating: E

Summary: BDSM AU. Five times Slider accidentally caused Iceman to go down and one time he intentionally got him down

Word Count: 2580

Status: Incomplete, 2/6 chapters

Picture Me

Ship: Iceman/Maverick/Slider

Rating: E

Summary: Maverick gets sent a copy of "Crime and Punishment" while deployed. It's not from Carole.

Word Count: 718

Status: Complete!

The Clint Eastwood Collection

These have absolutely nothing to do with Clint Eastwood. The titles are all just lines he's said in movies.

A Good Man Always Knows His Limitations

Ship: Iceman/Slider

Rating: Explicit

Summary: Slider and Ice have been working up to something (content warning: safe word usage)

Word Count: 649

Status: complete!

Go Ahead, Make My Day (Night)

Ship: Iceman/Slider/Maverick

Rating: Explicit

Summary: Ice prepares for everything

Word Count: 842

Status: Complete!

Mo Cuishle Means 'My Darling, My Blood' (Ao3 or Tumblr)

Ship: Hollywood/Carole Bradshaw

Rating: Explicit

Summary: Carole has a guest for Christmas. This is a sequel to Lit Up

Word Count: 2601

Status: Complete!

The Carowood Index

Lit Up

This fic is linked above!

Mo Cuishle

This fic is linked above!

Bradley Bradshaw (10th Grade) (Ao3 or Tumblr)

Rating: Teen

Summary: Erica Barnett (world history and advanced placement US history) noticed one of her students was repeatedly missing her last class on Thursdays. She just didn't know why. But his parents would be at the spring recital. Erica just doesn't know which man is the student's dad

Word Count: 2334

Summary: Complete!

[ofstoriesandstardust]

what they’ll say about us (j.h.s.)

a/n: this is my new hockey AU! i danced and ice skated as a kid but was only ever able to do it recreationally and i know nothing about hockey so this has taken some research but there is still going to be inaccuracies. please bear with me! a lot of this will be explained as the story progresses but in order to understand this story, you need to know that the reader is Bradley Bradshaw’s little sister. Goose lives but Carole dies of cancer when Bradley was 8. Goose left the Navy to care for his kids, but Maverick and Ice stayed & are still in the Navy at the time of this story (me writing Icemav in again lol). also, Charlie had a promising ice skating career that she gave up for her contract work - she ends up re-locating in San Diego to work as a coach. Cyclone is ex-Navy and coaches a hockey team (because I said so). that should be everything; please enjoy!!

summary: (Re-)Meeting Jake Seresin and every moment after. 

touch | main masterlist | top gun: maverick masterlist | house of gold masterlist 

warnings: food mentions, mentions of depression, parent death, cheating, i did research but i still made shit up anyways

word count: 2,354

The cool bite of the air around the ice nips at your skin as you push away from the edge of the rink, calling out for your duo partner. He turns, offering you a grin. “Well, if it isn’t my favorite Bradshaw.”

You smirk, accepting his hug as you glide over to him.

Just three months younger than you, you and Tyler had skated in the rink together forever, it seems like. There wasn’t a day since you had started skating in the first place where the two of you hadn’t skated together, whether it was competitive or performative or just for fun. 

Off the rink, the two of you had known each other since you were in diapers practically. Bradley befriending Natasha Trace on the first day of kindergarten had meant the Trace and Bradshaw families were fast friends. 

Tyler had been an ever-present constant. His family had been there since your Mom’s cancer diagnosis, even though you were far too young to remember those years, and everything that came after. It was his family who had suggested you take your ballet training and put it towards something useful when you got diagnosed with depression at just 11. It had been you Tyler had come out to when you were 16. 

As you had gotten older though, as your skills progressed, your coach, Charlotte Blackwood, had pulled you for more solo performances every year. She talked a big game, planting ideas of the Olympics and national titles into your head, much to your father’s dismay. She knew you had the most potential when you stepped out on the ice alone, commanding everyone’s attention to you and you alone. 

Meaning that this year would be the first time in a few years that the two of you would skate a competitive piece together, along with a solo piece. When Charlie had told you the news, calling to schedule the practices, you had been thrilled.

You hadn’t seen Tyler as much as you would’ve liked over the last year, focusing more on your routine that would end up making you one of the highest-ranked skaters in the state of California than you did anything else, including your graduation from high school. 

Charlie always told you to have your eye on the prize, to think long-term, and you knew exactly what long-term she was thinking of.

Charlie didn’t need to know just yet that somewhere eulogy the way your long-term had diverged from hers, a whole new goal on the horizon. 

“How was New York?” You ask, pulling away from him. 

He shrugs. “You know how it is.” 

You laugh, reaching out to nudge his shoulder. “Actually, I don’t know how it is. Never been to New York, remember?” 

He gives a half-shrug as he grins. “Well, maybe you will someday soon. You still thinking about Juilliard?” 

You nod. “Yes, but shush about that in front of my brother. And Charlie. No one knows I’ve been talking to one of their scouts. It’s a surprise.” 

He tilts his head. “Surprise or secret?”

“Secret.” You say, giving him a look. “And we aren’t discussing Juilliard anymore, so quit asking me about it.” 

He sighs, nodding as he accepts your statement. “Speaking of your brother, I heard from Nat that the team’s getting a new co-captain.” 

You raise an eyebrow. 

The accomplishment your brother treasured most in this world was leading his team as their Captain for what would be the third year in a row. The team had done well under him, looking up to him and following his lead, even beating out the rival team for a spot at the regional tournament last year. 

Having to give up that sole responsibility to share with someone else was not something he would take lightly. 

“Brad’s not gonna be thrilled.” You pause, biting your lip as you think through his words again. “Wait, how does Nat even know about that?” 

“Coach Simpson texted their group chat to warn them of their new arrival today. Bradley got the text while he was at my house.” 

You furrow your eyebrows, a pit settling in your stomach at the look in his eyes. “Why do I get the feeling there’s more to this that I’m not gonna like?” 

Tyler offers you a knowing grin, crossing his arms. “Word on the street is that it’s Jake Seresin.” 

-

The sound of lockers opening and closing echoing through the locker room greets his ears. He takes a deep breath for the storm he’s about to walk into, shouldering the locker room doors open. Simpson’s already waiting for him, glancing up from his watch. 

“Ah, Seresin, you’re right on time.” 

“Hey Coach.” He says, taking a step forward into the locker room as the team takes notice of his presence. “Thanks for having me and letting me join.” 

“Well, I’d be a fool not to take someone of your caliber, kid.” Simpson clears his throat, cutting off the muttered whispers echoing through the row of players. “As you all saw in my text to you earlier today, we are joined by a new co-captain this season. I expect you all to treat him as you would any other player. Bradshaw-” Simpson calls out, waiting for the brunette to meet his eye. “I expect you to behave in the way I demand from my captains. That means no fights on and off the ice. Do we understand?” 

Bradley nods, even as the way his eyes narrow at Jake says otherwise. “Yes Coach.” 

“Good. Any rivalry that the two of you might have had between one another is behind you, do you understand?” 

“Yes Coach.” Both he and Bradley say, pulling themselves up to their full heights. 

Simpson sighs, in a way that signals he probably knows trying to get Jake and Bradley to put their differences behind them is futile. 

“Welcome to the team Jake.” 

-

Your face dropped. 

“No.” 

Tyler smirks, nodding his head. “Yes. your favorite-” You make a noise of disgust in the back of your throat. “-rival captain has come to join the team this year.” 

You groan, reaching up to rub your temple. “I don’t even know what to say to that.” 

“I’m just not sure what’s going to be worse. The fact that he knew you personally and still kept Robinson’s cheating a secret or the absolute beating your brother is going to give him.” 

“I never should’ve dated Brett.” You mumble. 

He snorts. “Dating someone on the rival team was not one of your smartest decisions, I’ll give you that.”

“I’m not ever going to live it down, am I?” 

He sighs, shaking his head. “’M afraid not.” 

“Okay, you two.” Charlie voice echoes form across the ice. “Sorry I’m running behind, there was a bit of confusion as to who had the ice and for how long today.” 

“’S okay.” Tyler calls out. “Baby Bradshaw and I were just getting caught up on the drama of the new hockey captain.” 

You toss him a withering look while Charlie sighs. “Don’t even mention their new Captain, Trace. You know how I feel about the two of you hanging around Cyclone’s team.” 

“I’m never dating another hockey player ever again, cross my heart hope to die.” You saw, raising a hand. 

“Why would you, after the hell Robinson put you through?” 

“That’s enough Ty. Have you guys warmed up yet? I want to start in on our choreography for the routine as soon as possible.” 

“I warmed up before I got on the ice.” 

“Same here.” 

“Great. Take a couple laps you two, and then we’ll be getting into the skills.” 

The two of you push off, skating away from her. 

“Well, you excited to be back? Even with Juillard on the mind?” 

“I said we weren’t talking about that anymore. As of this moment, forget I ever even told you about it. But yes, I’m excited to be back on the ice. Never stops feeling like home.” 

-

He claps Javy on the shoulder as he walks past. “Good to see you Machado.”

The man squints at him as he walks past. “Saw you last night, Jake.” 

He chuckles, shaking his head as he steps over the bench in between Javy and another player known by the nickname Fritz. “That you did Machado.” 

Javy shrugs, standing up as he pulls his locker open. “That happens when you live together. You know, you see one another.” 

He pushes the man’s shoulder as Javy laughs. He pulls the locker next to Javy open after Javy gives him an affirming nod from the questioning look Jake shoots him. 

“Don’t worry, we’ll get you a plaque with your name on it soon enough. Then everyone will know exactly which locker belongs to the esteemed Jake ‘Hangman’-” 

“Seresin.” 

Both he and Javy turn, facing Bradshaw. Bradley’s drawn up to his full height, eyes dark, voice firm. Fritz mumbles something under his breath, earning him a nasty look from the brunette. 

“Yes Bradshaw?” He says, forcing a sickly sweet smile. It’s polite, but it’s fake, and everyone in the locker room knows it. “How may I help you?” 

“Don’t get too comfortable here, Seresin. You’ll be out of here before you can say boo.” 

He cocks his head. “Is that a threat?” 

“It’s a promise.” 

-

“Ay, Charlie! You were supposed to be off the ice fifteen minutes ago!” Cyclone shouts as you skate past. You pause, slowing down as you turn to see the approaching hockey team. 

She narrows her eyes, skating over to the edge of the rink. “We have it for another fifteen minutes. I checked.” 

“That’s not possible.” 

She tilts her head. “Can’t help it if you got your ice times mixed up Coach.” 

“Bradley.” You hiss. Your brother turns his head away from the normal occurrence of the two coaches bickering to where you’re standing on the ice. “Are you still driving me home after practice?” 

He nods. “Yes, because Dad’s having dinner with Ice and Slider tonight, remember?” 

You nod. “Yeah, I vaguely remember him telling me that.” 

He shakes his head. “Jesus, I think you need to pay attention more when Dad talks to you.” 

“I don’t think it’s a matter of paying attention. Dad really only communicates with me via group chat.” 

“You’re so dramatic, you know that right?” 

“Baby Bradshaw.” A voice calls from behind your brothers shoulder, the boys moving to reveal Jake Seresin. Bradley half-turns, giving Jake a look that would put him six feet under. Jake doesn’t seem to care too much, his gaze burning you as he holds eye contact. “Good to see you again.” He says, offering you the charming smile he offers any girl he’s trying to woo. 

You would recognize the mega-watt smile from anywhere, memories of him flashing it to girls who was trying to bed at after-game celebrations you shouldn’t have been at in the first place flashing through your mind. 

“Funny Seresin, can’t say the same about you.” 

His hand flies up to his heart. “Ooo, you wound me baby. Dost thou really hate me so much?” 

“Hey!” Charlie calls, catching your attention. She snaps towards the ice where Tyler is practicing his triple quad jump. “Go.” 

You sigh, skating away from the ice. Distantly, you hear Reuben chuckle. 

“Man Seresin, if you’re gonna survive on this team, the first and foremost thing you need to know is to stay away from Bradley Bradshaw’s baby sister.”

-

You yawn, tucking your knees up to your chest as you realize your phone is about to die. A quick glance up to the rink tells you that they are deep into a play, and even if they got off the ice at that exact second, it’ll be at least another half hour before Bradley’s ready to leave. 

You click the device off, slipping it into the side pocket of your bag as you curl further up into yourself. A dying phone was a problem that could not be solved without a phone charger and you were straight out of luck there, having left yours on the floor of your bedroom this morning. 

You could probably sleep, the practice running into the late hours as you waited for your brother to finish up. You close your eyes, the sound soft of the whistles and hockey sticks a comforting noise, a familiar one you welcome as you begin to doze off.

“Hey.” A voice calls, and you yawn again as you blink, clearing the sleep from your eyes. You look up to see your coach pulling her car keys from her bag. “You’re not home yet?” 

You shake your head, stretching out your legs. “No, not yet. Simpson kept them late. Again.” 

“And your Dad?” 

“He went to dinner with Uncle Ice and Sli. You know how it is.” She nods, frowning slightly as she glanced at the time on her watch. 

“They’re still out at- 11:33?” 

You shrug. “I didn’t think to ask. I’ve waited later for Brad.” 

You would’ve asked had you not already known he wouldn’t have responded.

She sighs. “Well, I’ll drive you home, okay? It’s late and I know you have ballet early in the morning.” 

You nod, grabbing the bag of gear from the bench it was resting on as you waved a hand to your brother. He caught the movement, raising a hand back, before he focused in on practice, zeroing in on the play. 

“You haven’t had dinner yet, have you?” 

You shake your head as Charlie holds the door of the rink open for you. “No. I think Brad and I were just gonna eat leftovers or something when we got back to the house.” 

“Well, how about we stop at McDonald’s on the way to the house?” 

You raise an eyebrow at your coach. “Oh, it’s a McDonald’s night, now is it?”

She offers you a soft smile. “Why not? It is the first practice of the season. Might as well reward yourself before the hard work begins.”

You don’t miss the fact that Jake’s eyes are on you the whole time. 

[villainsblog97]

Xdinary Heroes Summer Dates

Summary: How would our 6 heroes spend a summer date with you! Warning: None Scenario: boyfriend AU, fluff, romance

Gun-il:

Everything about Gun-il screams picnic dates

A fresh cotton blanket on the fresh cut grass

Near a lake side or park

Sandwiches

Iced tea

Cakes and pastries for dessert

The sounds of birds chirping

The waves of the lake lap gently to the sounds conversations

Gun-il's head in your lap

Running your fingers through his soft locks

Some light music playing off spotify

A gentle breeze dancing on both your cheeks

Jungsu:

A day at the beach

The warm sun hugging you both

Walking hand in hand

Finding little sea shells by the shore

The waves brushing gently over your bare feet

The sun is beginning to set

The warm sand between your toes

Drawing hearts in the sand with sticks

The waves crashing against the rocks

Jungsu and you talking about life together

The love of his life right beside him

Gaon:

Jisoek running excitedly into the arcade

The sounds of kids laughing and cheering

Beeping and music coming from the game systems

The sounds of ski balls rolling up the track

Tickets being ejected out of the machines

Jiseok laughs like a little kid when he scores

You watch him toss basketballs and cheer him on

He'll pick you up and spin you around when he breaks the high score

Clinking and clunking from the air hockey table as you and Jiseok pass the puck back and forth

Feeding each other french fries

Ending the night with Jiseok winning you a giant stuffed animal

O.de:

Loud engines

Seungmin's muffled voice talking to you

A big helmet covering your ears

Stepping into a go kart

The smell of rubber from the tires tickling your senses

Turning the steering wheel

Guiding your go kart around the track

You catch a glimpse of your boyfriend

One hand on the steering wheel as he drives the kart around the track

he looks undeniably cool

He'll stop next to you to steal a kiss from you

Cheering as you pass the finish line

Junhan:

Movie dates are relatively peaceful

Dark

The focus can be on the movie

Hyeongjun's fingers intertwined with yours

Feeding each other popcorn

His arm slowly goes behind and around you

Snuggling up to your boyfriend

May even steal a kiss or two

Laughter coming from the audience

The sounds of the characters talking in the movie

Background music playing

Hyeongjun's hand never leaving yours

Jooyeon:

Cheerful sounds of people laughing at the amusement park

Jooyeon's hand locked into yours

Waiting in line for rides

Screams from the roller coasters

Music playing at the booths

Riding around on the carousel

Jooyeon's beautiful smile makes your heart flutter

Playing games

And winning prizes

Drinking soft drinks and eating pretzels

Kisses at the top of the ferris wheel

Holding hands on the swings

Giving you his hoodie or jacket when the night breeze welcomes you.

[bearsinpotatosacks]

Thinking of an AU where Goose and Slider are ice hockey players in the university ice hockey team and Ice and Mav are figure skaters. They both go to practice on the uni's ice skating rink only to see the other two there. There's an altercation, Iceman and Mav call Goose and Slider oaves and say Ice Hockey is a perversion of the ice. Goose and Slider say that Figure Skating doesn't respect the boundaries and intensity of the ice.

This continues every week, one week Carole comes to cheer on her boys, because this is Slooserole, of course it is, only to recognise Iceman from her book club.

As a tidbit, Goose doesn't have his hockey jersey when he shows up at practice, only to remember that Carole's wearing it, after a particularly interesting night. She does run into the rink carrying the Jersey, Goose skates over and gives her a smooch. She's also the biggest fan of their hockey team

[baby-girl-e]

Okay okay, to the people who know me (which is nobody on here? Pls let’s change that?) they know I typically don’t enjoy an AU fic. It’s silly but they’re not my thing, I love a Soulmate AU if the only change to the universe is that soulmates exist. Anyway, I stumbled across an AU just now that I decided to give a chance and, oh. My. God. This is officially my new “as a little treat” fic 😍 it’s just so well written, fluffy as hell, and oh did I mention homophobia isn’t a thing there? The readers digest version is Ice is a hockey player, and Pete’s raising Bradley while he teaches at Top Gun, and Pete takes Bradley to a hockey game for his birthday. Pete’s like “wow this captain Kazansky is hot” and unbeknownst to him ice is like “who’s this hot fan and his cute kid wearing my jersey?” It’s just so awesome please read it.

[doodledrawreblogs]

9, 15, 16, 28, 29!

9: Favorite pairing you wrote for this year?

This honor probably also goes to Iceman/Maverick! Though writing Coyote/Hangman in the hockey au wip has been a delight as well!

15: What WIP are you taking into next year with you?

Oh boy there's a few! - Icemav oblivion AU - Dagger Squad field trip set in Bob's Top Gun Conspiracy Board Cinematic Universe - Ted Lasso/Soccer Top Gun AU - Ted Lasso & 007 crossover fic

16: What’s your most common “Additional Tags” tag?

Post-Canon and Team as Family are tied for first!

28: Favorite work you wrote this year?

I've already talked about good old-fashioned lover boy, so I'm going to bring in you're such a heavenly view! I genuinely do have such a soft spot for these two, and I was basically smiling the whole time I wrote this one.

29: Favorite line/passage you wrote this year?

Oh, I can never pick, so here's a few from the highlight reel for each big work of mine this year:

- "I thought we agreed you were my wingman, Maverick. And as for failing to meet my expectations…it has almost always been because Captain Mitchell is an idiot,” Admiral Kazansky snarked right back, dry as the desert. “And you can quote me on that.” (good old-fashioned lover boy, chapter 1) - "And the COMPACFLT, following the lead of his wingman as he always did, as they always had, as in sync as they were, went down heavily into the chair behind him." (good old-fashioned lover boy, chapter 2) - With a grunt of discomfort, he sat up and looked over to see if there was any food anywhere, he practically launched himself out of bed by badly startling at the cool pair of ice blue eyes staring silently back at him in the darkness. (I fought with you, fought on your side, chapter 1) - “Wow, Mav, you’re really taking the PTA dad thing seriously,” Chipper muttered under his breath, yelping when Mav reached over and socked him in the shoulder without breaking his train of thought. “So much anger in such a little man,” he whispered to Sundown. (I fought with you, fought on your side, chapter 6) - “Oh no, Tom, no hiding,” Pete said, his grunt of discomfort paired with the creak of the bed as he stood. “Look at me, honey,” he pulled Tom’s hands away from his face gently and just held both of them with all the strength and care he had (which was a lot. Pete had always had so much love to give). “There you are,” he smiled softly. “Here I am,” Tom repeated, barely loud enough to be heard. “Pete, I–” (you're such a heavenly view) - Ice grumbled some more, punching his pillow into shape. Mav just laughed, rolling over to kiss him until his frown vanished. (tonight all the monsters gonna dance)

Sorry, this answer kind of got away from me haha, but thanks for stopping by and asking!

[alitaimagines]

character- bakugou katsuki - my hero academia 

song recommendation: play date - melanie martinez

note: another Yakuza/Mafia AU. 

“what did I tell you!” Bakugou screamed to his men as they all jumped in fright, “I said that if we didn’t get our last job done and done right, all of you would be dead where you stood!”

he paced the room before grabbing the gun from his waist and held it to the temple of one of the men. the rest of them trembled in their shoes before hearing the gun shot go off. 

“sad he had to go, right?” he asked them rhetorically, “and if you let me down one more time, it’ll be all of you!” Bakugou slammed his gun on the table making his red headed right hand man start to clean it. 

whenever Bakugou had a day like this, he always left the house for a few hours. it cleared his mind and got him ready for his nightly activities. 

being that it was mid November, the air was chilly and there was several kids ice skating in a small pond not too far from his home. he parked the car and sat down on a bench to people watch. 

couples skated together, kids learning how to play hockey tried to shoot into their small net, and others just sat and watched along with him. 

“is there anyone sitting here?” he heard a soft spoken voice say. Bakugou was ready to snarl at whoever interrupted his peace but as soon as he looked up, his voice went mute. 

you had a laptop in your hand with a little contraption in the other. he figured it was a hot spot receiver. Bakugou shook his head no as you have him a smile and sat down next to him. 

he wondered why you decided to sit in the middle of the cold and do work but he didn’t bother to ask you. after a while of just sitting there, he could notice you shiver every now and again. 

not a word was spoken until he noticed a hockey puck was heading your direction. he managed to grab it bare armed and immediately felt the tingling in his hand. 

“are you okay?” you asked with nervousness in your voice. you immediately grabbed his hand and checked it. his hand had small cuts and a huge gash running through the middle of it, “we should get you home and get it cleaned.” 

Bakugou still hadn’t said a word but you dragged him down the street, “my car is this way,” he murmured as you perked up at the sound of him talk, “do you want me to drive? there’s no way your hand can possibly grip the steering wheel this way.” 

he handed you the keys to his VERY expensive looking car and you jumped into the drivers seat before taking another look at his now bloody hand. there was streams of blood running down his very muscular forearm. 

what you said was true. your house wasn’t too far from the pond but your house wasn’t exactly a house. it was a rundown apartment that looked too cheap and ugly for his liking. 

“sorry, from the looks of it, it looks like you have enough money to afford nice things so my apartment is probably really ugly,” this made Bakugou chuckle, “it’s fine,” he grumbled in his deep voice. 

you fished the keys from your purse and unlocked it. your apartment on the inside looked well put together. he smelled the fresh scent of a holiday candle roaming through the air. 

“I’m a nurse so I can patch you up and get you on your way in a moments  notice,” you chirped taking out the first aid kit from underneath your kitchen sink, “now if you want to prop yourself up on the sink, I can get to work!” 

had this been any other person, Bakugou would’ve probably screamed at them for even touching you but for some reason, with you, he didn’t even want to raise his voice an octave higher than his regular voice went. 

Bakugou opened his hand as you dabbed the alcohol onto the cotton swab. you gave him a warning to brace himself however as soon as you started cleaning the cuts, it was like it didn’t affect him. 

“does this not hurt?” you asked. Bakugou laughed before shaking his head no, “you must have a huge pain tolerance to be just sitting there and taking it,” you responded. 

you noticed the lack of conversation Bakuou was making with you but as soon as you took the gauze out, you were able to tell that the hand was turning a purpley-blue. 

“all better!” you said in a childish voice before giving his hand a slight squeeze. your eye widened in embarrassment, “I am so sorry! I’m a pediatric nurse so I’m used to dealing with children!” you rambled to explain yourself. 

“pediatric nurse? living in an apartment like this?” he asked, remaining on the kitchen ledge. you shrugged, “I know but the hospital I work at is very small and they can’t afford to pay me more than the actual doctors. they don’t have enough of donations to raise wages or anything of the sort,” you said with a tinge of sadness. 

Bakugou watched your face fall to the ground, “but I love what I do and I’m a very popular nurse there so it’s not like I just can’t get up and quit,” you added, “but enough of my troubles. you’re good to go! just be careful with your hand for the next few hours.” 

he nodded as he jumped off the ledge and went to the door, “what hospital do you work at again?” he asked, “oh! I work at St.Lukes downtown! it’s the small pediatric office next door to the actual hospital.  

Bakugou hummed a response before waving you goodbye.

you woke up the next morning with an odd feeling. it wasn’t a bad feeling but you just felt like there was something going to happen today. without putting too much thought too it, you looked to the clock on your bedside table. 

5:30 AM 

your shift at the hospital started at 6:15 so you had enough time to quickly get dressed before stopping at the coffee shop near your job for a large coffee before your shift. 

after picking up your coffee, you walked into the employee entrance to see all of your coworkers as well as the head doctor freaking out around a table. 

“hey, what’s going on?” you asked the general crowd, “we got a donation last night. a $100,000 donation!” your eyes widened at the amount as the lead doctor held the check in his hand, “who’s it from! did they leave a note?” you exclaimed. 

“it just says, “to the cute pediatrician,”.” 

your heart stopped for what felt like minutes. it was from Bakugou. the man that you helped yesterday. you didn’t bother say another word knowing if you did, you would never hear the end of it. 

“well, we should get to our posts. our first appointment starts at seven,” you murmured before putting on the rest of your uniform, “hey, you okay?” one of your coworkers asked. 

you didn’t bother to respond as you felt your heart heavy with several different emotions. it was such a big sum of money for someone you only interacted with for a few minutes. maybe he took pity on your story last night but all you hoped was that you seen him soon to thank him profusely. 

after the initial shock wore off for everyone, the day started as any regular Monday. you did a few vaccinations for newborns before getting sent to do some work at the front desk. 

“hey, ( your name ), your lunch is on the table,” the secretary said, not bothering to look at you, “my lunch? I didn’t order any,” you thought before making your tread to the back room. 

you noticed a box of food sitting on the table with a card on top of it. 

“enjoy. didn’t know what you liked but if you want to meet up again, I’ll be at this bar tonight. 10:00 pm.” 

you couldn’t help but smile at the note before stuffing the lunch inside of the fridge and going back to your desk. 

after you left work and went back home to rest, you were laying down after awakening from your nap when you looked at the clock reading that it was past eight. 

you pondered on the thought of actually meeting Bakugou again. you wanted to thank him for not only donating so much money to your job but for the lunch you had. 

you read the note again and looked up the bar. it was on a sketchy side of town but nevertheless, you gulped down your fear and started slowly getting ready. all you dreaded was that you were going to wake up tired the next morning. 

you put on black ripped jeans with a cute top and dark heels before fixing your semi messy hair. you couldn’t help but pick at your nails as you waited for your time to head out. 

all that was running through your head was how weird it was to be going to an end of town that was semi closed off to the general public. the bar was located on a side of town where a lot of yakuza business was handled. it wasn’t like it was prohibited however not many people entered the area because they wanted their lives to spared. 

as you drove to the bar, you could see the city lights dimming down and how the area was particularly quiet in the sense of people being out on the street. 

after you found parking at the bar, you walked to the entrance before noticing how many men were looking at you. you played with your fingers before noticing Bakugou in the back. 

you walked slowly towards him as he had his men sitting around him. not at the table with but at the surrounding tables. 

“Bakugou?” you said in more of a question. he whipped his head up before giving you a tiny smile before waving you towards him, “I’m glad I found you, people were starting to freak me out,” you admitted. 

you sat down next to him as a waiter immediately came to the table, “is there anything you’d like to order?” he asked. you quickly looked down at the menu, “can I order a bottle of wine? red specifically?” the yellow haired man nodded before running back to get you the bottle. 

“Bakugou, did you send money to my job?” you asked suddenly. his internal panicking started as he shook his head, “you have no idea how much I can thank you for that!” you exasperated, “you have no idea how much that’s going to help us as a job and how many patients are going to get treated. our facility also helps families that can’t afford treatment like others so that’s going to help us a ton!” 

he chuckled before swooping you into his lap, “did you like your lunch?” he reminded you, “of course! the steak was amazing, it was so juicy and soft! I haven’t had a steak like that in was feels like years,” you exclaimed. 

the night continued with the both of you talking until it was time to close the bar. it was already nearing two in the morning and you had to be up in a few hours for work. 

Bakugou walked you to your car to make sure that nothing to happened to you and also that you didn’t get stopped by one of his men unintentionally. 

“tonight was amazing,” you whispered as he grabbed you by the hand, “we can do it again if you’d like,” he replied as he felt you grab his tie and pull him toward you. 

you gave him a kiss that quickly turned heated. you opened the door and laid him on top of you as you ran your hands up and down his arms. there was a muscular feeling to him that was not shown because of his suit.

“I should get home,” you told him, “I have work in the morning.”

he nodded as he got off you and dusted himself off. you laughed at the lipstick stains on his lips. you licked your finger and wiped it off his face. 

“I’ll see you tomorrow?” he asked as you nodded yes, “I’ll get you from work,” and with that, you got back into your car to head back home. 

-

weeks had passed as you continued seeing Bakugou. you had gotten to know him more and the more you got to know him, the more he opened up to you. 

Saturday finally came and all you wanted to do was sleep until you absolutely had to get up for food or the bathroom. 

you didn’t bother to wake up until noon and the first thing you seen when you got onto your phone was Bakugou’s plethora of messages. 

he had told you that he wanted to pass by your house before the end of the night and while you would have freaked out about not being ready, for some reason, you didn’t want to get ready. 

just as you were about to make your first cup of coffee, you heard a banging on your door. you jumped at the sound of the banging before hesitantly walking towards the door. you peeped inside of the door hole before realizing it was Bakugou. 

you whipped the door open to see him bloody, bruised, and looking like he was ready to pass out. 

“hey, what happened?” you yelled as you shoved him inside, “did you get hurt? were you in a car accident?” you continued. 

he didn’t say anything as he hopped on the kitchen sink ledge to let you patch him up, “I just got into a fight, nothing to worry about,” he mumbled as you wiped the blood from his eye. 

“Bakugou, you could’ve died from your injuries!” you lectured making him laugh, “here, let me see! did you get hurt anywhere else?” you asked as he shook his head no. 

once you finished cleaning his hands and face, he brought you in for an embrace, “I wanted to bring you this,” he murmured into your ear as he dug into his pocket. 

he fished out a necklace for you. it was just a gold chain and although you wanted to ask him why he got you it, you realized that it was real gold that must have costed him a fortune. 

“Bakugou, it’s gorgeous!” you whispered as he wrapped it around your neck, “but why?” you asked. 

“because, I need these other extras to know that you’re mine.” 

ALITA 

[mychemicalficrecs]

Hi so I've read 2 my chem sports AUs recently (All We Need Is Daylight by Helena_Hathaway and Getting the Gold by frankiesin) and I loved them surprisingly a lot because My Chemical Romance and various sports are not something you'd expect go together. I'm wondering if you know of any other sports AUs?

Hi Nonny!

There's a few Sports AUs I know and if you don't mind High School Sports AUs, there's quite a few of those as well!

Sports AUs

All We Need is Daylight by Helena_Hathaway, Frank/Gerard, 240k [WIP], Explicit. Frank is thrust all too suddenly into a new life, one where he's not warmly welcomed. He's the best goddamn hockey player he knows, though, and he's not going to let anyone take that away from him. Or at least, not until his world comes tumbling down.

Getting the Gold by frankiesin, Mikey/Pete, 9k, General Audiences. It's Mikey's first time as an Olympic coach, and he's navigating the new role pretty well until he meets the men's swim coach. Pete's gorgeous, funny, and entertaining as hell, but Mikey's pretty sure he's already got a boyfriend. Also featuring Mikey and Lindsey being Super Bros, and way too many baby athletes in need of supervision.

you wanna get it for free by akamine_chan, Ray/Mikey, 2k, Explicit. Ray's a wrestler, you see...

Pages In Your Passport by inlovewithnight, Mikey/Pete, 15k, Explicit. Pete pursued soccer instead of music. He has a good long run in the game. Then in 2010, he meets this guy in a band.

The Circuit by stoplightglow, Frank/Gerard, 24k, Teen And Up Audiences. In the world of competitive motorcycle racing, nothing is more prestigious than the Grand Circuit Tour. Americans everywhere gather to watch as the twelve best racers in the nation compete for the title of Circuit Champion and $100,000. Gerard Way is no stranger to the race. When he was a teenager, his name was practically legend - but after disappearing without explanation six years ago, he's become little more than a relic of the past. Now, at age twenty-six, Gerard is back on the Circuit with something to prove. It's Frank Iero's first year on the tour, but he's more than ready. No one has seen a kid blast through the ranks so fast since Gerard Way first appeared on the scene a decade ago. With a cocky attitude and the whole country swooning over him, nothing can slow him down. The stakes have never been so high. Welcome to the Fourteenth Annual Grand Circuit Tour.

Down And Dirty by dear_monday, Frank/Gerard, 3k, Explicit. Gerard's own beloved cherry-red Harley has pedigree in fucking spades, sure, but she's seen better days, and she just doesn't have the power to outrun Iero and that revolting custom paint job. The matching helmet painted to look like a jack-o-lantern is just too much. An AU wherein the boys are dirty bikers, inspired by the recently-released photos from the Japanese Rolling Stone shoot.

shut up and drive by Trojie, uglowian, Patrick/Mikey/Pete, 139k, Teen And Up Audiences. Pete Wentz is the grid girl, Andy Hurley loves him (not like that), and Jared Leto is the bad guy. A.K.A.: the bandom The Fast and the Furious AU that literally no one asked for.

Another Cog In The Murder Machine by ace_writez, Ray/Mikey, 3k [WIP], General Audiences. Mikey's life is set. He's going to get a basketball scholarship for university and then play in the big leagues. All he has to do is get team captain his last year of high school. But he runs into some competition when another good player also tries out. Suddenly he's not so sure he's going to make it. Ray is also trying for a scholarship. As the star quarterback of Belleville High for three years, he's gunning for a fourth. When a situation at home suddenly drags him down, and a certain boy at school catches his eye, he finds himself at a crossroads. Two boys. Two sports. One school, and one story.

Day Seven: Half Dressed - Frerard by LeatherlipsIero, Frank/Gerard, 3k, Mature. Frank reached out his hand for the stranger to shake, "I'm Frank, let me buy you a drink as an apology?" He smiled again when the stranger grabbed his strong and callused hand with his own soft one. "Thank you, but it's my fault, honestly." The strange and pretty man tried to explain but Frank didn't care. "I insist." He said and sent the beautiful stranger a half smirk with half-lidded bedroom eyes, which had the poor boy blushing in seconds. Score.

Olympians by krissykane, Frank/Gerard, 3k, General Audiences. Frank is a shooter who has (somehow) made it to his second Olympic games. There he joins the crowd at a fencing event and sees a certain Team USA fencer for the first time.

Take One For The Team (Excuse Me If I'm Rude) by frenchpirate (Whiskey_n_speed), Mikey/Pete, 25k, Explicit. “So, your coach,” Gabe started, change of subject, thank god. “Yeah, what about him?” Mikey asked and glanced over at Pete who was heading towards the coach locker rooms, dragging a net of footballs after him. “You never told me he was hot. I’m pretty sure that’s withholding indispensable information. I should’ve signed up for the soccer team.” He said halfway jokingly, and William scoffed and rolled his eyes. “What, he’s not-“ “He so is. He’s like totally – small and handy,” He made a smooth explanatory hand-motion. “I want to fit him in my pocket.” * (Or; twenty eight scenes about skipping school, douchebag friends, post-college parties and way too much soccer)

Boxer!Fic by iamdali, Frank/Gerard, 47k, Explicit, General Audiences. After med school, Gerard had this idea of what life would be like. The idea now probably seems more than ridiculous, but still it’s what he clung to in order to drag himself through those gruelling morning hours after an all nighter of studying or writing some preposterously long paper on some disease or medical break through or why whatever part of the human body does whatever it does, and what happens when it doesn’t.

It's Not A Side Effect Of The Triple Axel (I'm Thinking It Must Be Love) by mizubyte (b_dsaint), Mikey/Pete, 10k, Teen And Up Audiences. If not for Alicia, Mikey never would have stepped on to the ice, let alone become a figure skater. Now, over 15 years later, Vancouver is Mikey's last chance for Olympic Gold. If he doesn't get distracted by snowboarder Pete Wentz, that is.

If The Skates Don't Fit by halfeatenmoon, Lindsey/Gerard, 12k, Teen And Up Audiences. Lyn-Z thought her rollerderby team might have a chance of winning some games this year, until she discovered that the new girl she'd recruited to the team was actually a man named Gerard. With a week to go until the first match against their long-time rivals, the Cobras, Lyn-Z and her teammates instead steal one of the Cobras' players - Maja, who has been feeling underappreciated since her side was joined by a new star. Maja's a great player, but it's a challange to learn to skate with a new teammate with only a week to go, especially when she still has some unresolved issues with her old captain.

Split lips hurt by toxic_fox, Frank/Gerard, 769 words, Teen And Up Audiences. Every Thursday, at six o’ clock sharp, frank goes boxing. He loves the adrenaline, the rush he gets from fighting, the blood, the pain. He kind of likes the kind medic as well.

Uppercut by mcrhomo, Frank/Gerard, 3k [WIP], Teen And Up Audiences. Frank is dealing with a lot in his life, including body dysmorphia. When he signs up for a boxing class to lose weight, he meets Gerard, and his whole life is turned several different ways (for better and for worse).

I Believe You're The Enemy (Game On) by imanemostan, Frank/Gerard, 2k, Mature. Constant affairs kept secret by frank and gerard, on different laser tag teams playing against each other. weirdly enough, both their schools have an official laser tag team. How will they ever be able to keep this a secret?

I Just Want You by Bridgetti, Frank/Gerard, 2k, General Audiences. Frank teaches Gerard to skate.

It's All In the Game by happilysurviving (orphan_account), Frank/Gerard, 46k [WIP], Mature. Even jocks have issues. Especially the closeted ones who have friends they have to kick off their football teams. And it gets even worse when they have to kick them off because of a homophobic coach. But of course that's only the beginning as this is Dan Howell and he always has to have larger problems on top of the ones everyone else would believe to be impossible to handle. Having Frank as his best friend certainly doesn't help or the head gossip guru in town as his mother but it could be worse, right? I mean he could be in love with an opposing team's quarterback... Oh wait.

Frerard Football Team AU For Which I Could Not Think of a Title by franks_hands, Frank/Gerard, 5k, Teen And Up Audiences. In the locker room and at practices, Frank was noisy, bordering on obnoxious. He seemed to bounce off the walls sometimes. He didn’t know about personal space.

of cute boys and rollerskates by etselec, Mikey/Pete, 1k, General Audiences. “I’m teaching you how to skate,” Mikey nearly fell as he removed Pete’s arms away from him. He squeezed his hand instead, “so our next date it won’t be as awkward.” “Date?” Pete asked. “Well, we’re holding hands already, aren’t we?” Mikey smiled at him.

Hand in Mine, Into Your Icy Blues by sundrowned, Frank/Gerard, 28k, General Audiences. Gerard is the captain of the hockey team and his overbearing father is the coach. When a new boy named Frank joins the team, Gerard has to decide weather to follow his father's orders to stay away from the boy or choose his own path.

Skating In A Ttutu by runaway_killjoy, Frank/Gerard, 51k, Teens And Up Audiences, Explicit. Frank has to move towns with his mom. He's disheartened to realize that teenagers are judgemental and manipulative no matter where you go. And no one gets judged quite as bad as the ballerina/skater boy who isn't even 5ft. Skater boy AU prompt, Frerard

Powderpuff by Gorgeous Nerd (gorgeousnerd), Frank/Gerard, 2k, Explicit. It isn't like Frank's opposed to powderpuff football. The timing's just kind of bad.

Get Up And Go by inlovewithnight, 6k, Teen And Up Audiences. Mikey Way: Ultramarathon Runner.

[somucherry]

Every Day of March Fic Rec

Posting three today because I forgot  yesterday, and I just remembered for today but it’s literally 11pm so I might as well just do yesterday’s, today’s and tomorrow’s. I’m 4 fics away from a new pairing btw. The next pair I’m doing is Drarry, it would have been Larry but I think I could manage a whole month of 1d fics so I’m going to skip them. 

March 16th

Shotguns and Comets by nightlighttuesdays

Mature

44k

Castiel/Dean Winchester

Summary:

Dean Winchester's the leading scorer for the Shotguns, one of the top hockey teams in the NHL. Everything's going great (if great is an apartment with your awkward best friend and an unholy amount of deeply repressed gaiety) until the 'guns biggest rivals, the Comets, get a new goalie. As far as Dean's concerned, Castiel Novak is a ninja in the net and, um, sex hair. When they finally meet and inevitably become friends, Dean realises it's going to be harder than expected to keep his personal life off the ice.

This is the story of why you shouldn't check out the other team's keeper.

(This is the story of why you should.)

March 17th

The Neighboring Perspective by aileenrose

Mature

12k

Castiel/Dean Winchester

Summary:

Dean's newly single, in a new house, and a brand-new father to boot.

Dean's also got this weird thing where some stranger is leaving baby clothes on his porch at night.

March 18th

Your Call Cannot Be Completed As Dialed by eBob, K_K_TiBal

Teen and Up

64k

Castiel/Dean Winchester

Summary:

AU in which Castiel accidentally sends a text message to the wrong number and befriends the person at the other end of the line. However, accidents don’t just happen accidentally, and sometimes two completely different people are exactly what the other needs.

[heresyourchecksir]

What are the 95 fics you would recommend forever? Inquiring minds want to know! (Since I recognize many on the list you posted for the anon and loved them (and saw some new ones), and now I want to know them all! ^_^ )

Are you sure? Are you really sure you want the whole list? All 95 fics?

Too late, you’re getting them now. Once again, under the cut.

First things first, I took off the 27 I posted in this post, so really you’re only getting 68 fics in this post. Secondly, if you read a fic and really like it, please leave a kudos and a comment! Comments mean a lot to authors! Thirdly, if you like a story, click on the author’s name and see if they’ve written other fics you might like! There’s a lot of great fics by these authors that I didn’t include as well. On to the fics!

Zimbits

The Canadian vs The Fourth of July and Football by @benjji2795 (General) Words: 5,896 

His mama didn’t mean anything by it, inviting Jack to come to Georgia for the 4th of July. She didn’t know about his feelings for Jack or that he was trying to use this summer to put some kind of emotional distance between them. But all the same, he couldn’t help feeling irritated with her when he opened their front door to a pleased-looking Jack Zimmermann.

Hope that you don’t run by milou407 (General) Words: 3,004

Every day after school, Jack Zimmerman and the rest of the Samwell hockey team end up in the diner where Eric Bittle works. This is what happens after that on one special day.

Guns and Ships and so the Balance Shifts  by NowMakeThemKiss (General) Words: 476 

Jack hates it when Bitty listens to his music loudly, until one day he doesn’t mind it so much.

Catfishing for Dummies by @andquitefrankly (Teen) Words: 12,001

Eric Bittle hadn’t planned on signing up for online dating. It was just something that had happened after a drunken night with his friends. He also hadn’t planned on messaging the super obvious catfish masquerading as Jack Zimmermann. And he definitely hadn’t planned on possibly falling in love with him.

Smells like Updog by @onesaltydemon (Teen)  Words: 8,764 

Honestly, just read the whole Count Jackula series. This one just happens to be my fave.

Bitty can’t help but notice something strange with his d-men, especially after he asks Jack to turn him.

learn what joy means by @biblionerd07 (Teen) Words: 6,089

5 times Jack thinks I love you, +1 time he says it out loud.

Your Words on My Skin by @dizzilytwirling(Teen) Words: 8,562

Soulmate AU where markings appear on your skin after you fall in love. Sometimes it’s pictures, symbols, a name, maybe meaningful words your soulmate says to you.

Give It Thyme by IBoatedHere (General) Words: 8,635

They have an herb garden.

Maybe I’m Waking Up by @idrilka (Mature) Words: 157,904

Jack signs with the Falconers, graduates, and leaves. It’s the hardest thing he’s ever done. What comes after is even harder.

I hear sympohnies in my head by @lilbookofkell (General) Words: 14,165

Eric listens to a lot of music. Life is never so bad that it can’t be fixed with baked goods and the right soundtrack, and he’s really good at providing both, if he says so himself.

Can I get a Wingman? by @omgtrashplease (General) Words: 2,806

Jack wants to introduce Bitty to his new teammates, but fears that they won’t get along. As it turns out, he should have been worried for the opposite reason.

Alicia and Bob (I&II) by @adventuresinsuburbia (General) Words: 1,182

A short ficlet about Jack telling his parents about Bitty - the conversation mentioned in Junior Year #13 - Riverside.

Weekender by @wrathofthestag (Teen)  Words: 34,075

Honestly, wrathofthestag is another author that everyone should just go and read all of their stuff. Go do it.

Jack hates conventions – the crowds, the noise, the forced socialization, but it’s a work thing that must be done. Enter Samwell Hockey Player, Eric Bittle, who attends the convention with a group of friends. Suddenly things begin to look up. Jack and Bitty meet at Falcs Fest. Flirting, shenanigans, and love ensue.

Won’t Watch You Walk Away Again by @zimmermaenner (Teen) Words: 71,59

Bitty was never friends with Jack Zimmermann at Samwell, but after he graduates, he keeps running into him.

Enchanted by @ziimmermanns (General) Words: 14,212

OMGCP Enchanted!au – When Prince Eric runs away from a wedding and falls into a magical well, waking up in a strange world of flashing lights, cars, and skyscrapers, he’s a little overwhelmed.

Take Me in Your Arms and Leave the Rest by @omgericzimmermann (Mature) Words: 15,548

After an injury takes Jack out of his short-lived NHL career, he’s left drifting. So he buys a house and decides to rebuild it. Fortunately, he’s got a cute neighbour to keep him company.

when it’s over (you’re the start) by @whoacanada (Teen) Words: 13,404

Have I mentioned that I love whoacanada and all their writing?

Jack goes to sleep in Providence next to his boyfriend and wakes up in Montréal to discover he’s been in a coma since 2009. Refusing to believe Samwell, Bitty, and the Falconers were all a dream, Jack tracks down the real Shitty, Lardo, Ransom, and Holster to find they’ve shared the same group hallucination for years. Now, they’re on a mission to find Bitty, the love of Jack’s non-existent life, and the only member of SMH they can’t seem to get in contact with.

Remembering You by @abominableobriens (Mature) Words: 8,855

Sometimes, significant events have a way of shouting their importance before they’re even over. They’re like, flashes of memory before total darkness.

Revenge is best served @ by Perpetual Motion (General) Words: 1,894

The ESPN hockey anchors take a cheap shot. Bitty takes one back.

Of Pasts and Presents by @kenthoney  (Teen) Words: 4,193

Jack has a type. Which is apparently anyone related to the Bittles.

Penalty Box by QueenOfBrooklyn (General) Words: 1,468

This is what happens when Jack Zimmermann, hockey start, is left alone to babysit.

New Skin by @rransom (Explicit) Words: 6,6104

The world tells Jack that he’s been living the dream. His doctors tell him that he’s so lucky things turned out they way they did. His parents tell him that he is so happy. If only he could remember why.

Puck  by runswithsourwolf (General) Words: 1,696

How Jack Zimmerman unintentionally de-throned Kitt Purrson as hockey’s favorite cat.

nothin’ says lovin’ like somethin’ from a coven by @zombizombi (General) Words: 13,474

Bitty and Jack meet for the first time under interesting circumstances. What do the cards hold for their future?

Until Your Father’s at the Table by @alphacrone (Mature)  Words: 25,122

Ten years after Samwell, Eric Bittle runs into Jack Zimmermann in a sports bar in Boston and rediscovers the most important relationship of his life.

In A Crowd of Thousands by @murrayhewitt (General) Words: 1,690

Samwell was not the first time Jack and Eric’s paths crossed.

The Courtship of Eric Bittle by @gracewatsonauthor (General) Words: 2,747

Jack Zimmermann has decided that he’s going to court Eric Bittle. After reading a very informative WikiHow article and asking Shitty for advice, he feels like he’s prepared.

I Know Now by @17piesinseptember (General)  Words: 5,704

A study-group is organised by several team members, the true purpose of which is to set up Jack and Bitty. Week after week, Jack and Bitty find themselves alone together at the study group. Their relationship grows.

Nursey/Dex

ENGL145, Creative Fiction Writing by i_kinda_like_writing (General) Words: 5,068

When Nursey sees the option on his list of classes, at first he doesn’t even think about it. He is a poetry guy, he likes obscure metaphors and overwhelming imagery. And he’s good at it, so he doesn’t have any reason to branch out of his comfort zone. Then he makes his schedule and realizes that all the English electives he wants to take are during practice or when he already has a scheduled class that’s fulfilling a credit. All that’s left over is Creative Fiction and Straight White Guy Novels Only (he may be paraphrasing the second one a little.) So Nursey checks the box next to ENGL145, Creative Fiction Writing. That’s the start of it, really.

You and me and me and you by @ahausonfire (Teen) Words: 3,211

Friendship with Dex was never in the cards. Just. It wasn’t an option. Not when every glance between them and every thought declared was laced with vinegar and disdain. Not when the mere thought of sharing space with Dex off the ice had Derek’s shoulders tensing up into knots. So, no. Friendship with Dex? It should be unthinkable. It should be impossible. It should be the harbinger of some kind of apocalypse or something. And yet…

Even When We’re Ghosts by @bkmarchand (General) Words: 6,400

As most things are, this is Chris Chow’s fault. He doesn’t look like an instigator for trouble, with his perpetually cheerful smile and the way he tends to drop everything so that he can try and solve problems. Even Islanders fans wouldn’t call him a troublemaker, with his reputation for waving at babies and sitting with his legs swinging on top of his goal. Only those who know him personally can see it, the sly smile when a plan starts to come together, that look of faux innocence when he sarcastically tells you he has no idea what you’re talking about. William Poindexter is currently mowing the grass shirtless, sweat dripping down his back, and it’s all Chris Chow’s fault.

A Metaphysical Inheritance by @mcbangle (Teen) Words: 2,302

When Dex discovers a strange note from former goalie John Johnson in a mysterious book, his life changes in ways he never could have predicted.

Monster Haus by @dexondefense Words: 15,186 

This is technically a series, but it’s too good to not recommend. The tag for it has some things not on Ao3.

AU where everything is the same, except they’re all monsters.

wasted on you by @oluranurse (Mature) words: 20,803

Derek Nurse thinks that if he never falls in love with another redheaded asshole named William, it’ll be too soon.

Shitty/Lardo

everything I do, I do for you by ericaismeg(General) Words: 3,669

Lardo is stupid in love with Shitty, but how can she tell him that? She’s just one of the guys, and he’s her best friend in the whole world. Then he asks her to pretend to be his girlfriend for a weekend with his family. Things are about to get complicated, and she’s not sure how much longer she can hide her feelings.

Rainstorm, Reason to Try by @kent-parsons-cowlick (Teen) Words: 11,778

Shitty had always been Shitty and Lardo had always been Lardo even before they got to Samwell.

Others/None

Hide and Seek is a Dangerous Game by @nickbonino (Teen) Words: 3,269

Chowder suggests they play hide-and-seek. It has interesting consequences.

Twisted and Turned and Somehow Ended Up Here by@theonesyouthinkyoulove (Teen) Words: 8570

Hockey was never a thing for Alicia Zimmermann. She was a West-Coast girl from the United States – if there were any sport she would be interested in, it sure would not be hockey.

Russian Invasion by DisraeliGears (Teen) Words: 3,228

Jack comes for a visit, and has a surprise guest for Ransom.

Team Roach vs Team Attic Round Two: Battle of the Doughnuts  by bellagerantalii (General) Words: 2,344

Dunkin’ Donuts may be dropping the “Donuts” from their name, and the New Englanders on SMH are shook. Obviously, this means a battle royale between Dunkin Donuts and Tim Hortons.

Diced Tomatoes by @randomoranges (General) Words: 2,406

She has always been task-driven. To-do lists are her friends. She’s always sworn by them. Always. And maybe, somewhere along the line, she’s convinced herself that if she gets every chore crossed off, Jack will get better.

A little loving in between by @welovewebseries (General) Words: 17,751

Oh, Derek, Baby, the day you were born you gave us every Valentine’s Day present we could ever ask for,“ Grandma had said. She’d reached out to touch his jaw, tilting his face up to look at hers. “Our sweet, lovely boy.”Derek had smiled, let her kiss his face and then resumed watching the people walk around with their gifts. He hoped their recipients felt as happy and loved as he did.[Derek’s birthdays through the years. My contribution to Nursey Week 2018].

Alma Mater by westernredcedar (General) Words: 1,394

No one expects Alicia Swanson to go to college. She chooses that herself.

Specific Authors

These ones are listed by author rather than ship because it was easier to rec them this way.

@geniusorinsanity

It Drops with the Gravity of Rain (Teen) Words: 16,906When Nursey calls, Dex almost doesn’t pick up the phone.

chiaroscuro (Teen) Words: 6,542“Nu, habibi,” Derek’s mother says to him gently, as they leave the registration table. “Are you sure about this? Hockey is a rough sport. It’s going to hurt, sometimes.”Derek, all of eight years old, squares his shoulders. “That’s okay, Ammi,” he says. “I’m not scared.”(They warn him that hockey hurts. They don’t warn him that depression hurts worse.)

above, beneath, betwixt, between (No Rating) Words: 6,574It doesn’t start on a dark and stormy night. Later, Dex will think: that’s what lured them into the false sense of security. It’s hard to imagine your new room being haunted when you move in on such a nice day.

heyfightme

The two that were here apparently no longer exist. Sorry folks!

heavy lightness (feather of lead) (Explicit) Words: 29,847The rivalry between the men’s hockey teams of Samwell and La Croix universities is long standing, thoroughly indoctrinated, and often bloody on and off the ice. With his future professional career at risk, La Croix captain Jack Zimmermann knows he needs to distance himself from the feud. Meeting Samwell’s undervalued winger Eric Bittle while crashing a party, definitely isn’t in his plans. Quicker than anticipated, though, it becomes clear that there’s more than just hockey on the line - for both of them.

The Road Leads Back to You (Mature) Words: 56,394Jack Zimmermann is an established hockey player. He’s three years in to his NHL career, has had the A for the Falconers for two and a half, and is ready to make winners out of the new group of rookies. He pulls one under his wing, affectionately nicknamed Poots, and it should all go as planned. But say Jack accidentally discovers that Poots has a boyfriend. And say that Poots wasn’t a very good boyfriend. And say, for arguments’ sake, Poots’ boyfriend definitely deserved better. Jack is maybe, possibly, totally fucked.

always, always, always on my mind (Mature) Words: 8,767The app is ubiquitous, a dating service that dictates the type and length of every relationship it finds for its users. For Jack Zimmermann, it hasn’t been a real problem - until he is Matched with Eric Bittle for a week-long fling, and is left feeling like he’s missing out on something bigger.

@justwritins

Mixing It Up (Mature) Words: 40,869Bakery AU!Eric Bittle, of Bitty’s Bakery, is very excited to have been chosen as a contestant for the Food Network Challenge. He’s even more excited to find out that he’s making a cake for the NHL new-Cup winners, the Falconers.

Self Reflection (Teen) Words: 29,218Bitty is in Annie’s, bent over his textbooks and wondering, not for the first time, why he decided to take French as a language (oh yes, it’s because so many old recipes are written in French, he’s going abroad there to study food history, can’t wait for the summer; half of fall and then winter semester until he goes, but that doesn’t help him now does it) , when he hears someone clear their throat.“Excuse me, is this seat taken?”Oh boy.Eric doesn’t even bother lifting up his head. “Sorry, not a girl and not interested.”

@petals42

Ethics of Journalism (Teen) Words: 9,564When Dan Erikson is assigned to write an article about Jack Zimmermann’s years in college, he thinks he knows what he’s getting into.

Shitty, Year 3 (Teen) Words: 7,786As Jack starts playing in the NHL, he hears from Shitty less and less. Which is wrong, of course. When Jack realizes, he sets about fixing it.

@porcupine-girl

Here Comes the Dreams (General) Words: 26,416Sometimes it seems like Jack can’t go anywhere in Providence without being hounded for autographs, so he’s relieved when the people who work at the coffee shop in his new neighborhood don’t seem to recognize him.

Braced Myself (Teen) Words: 24,984Jack knows better than most, how life’s biggest changes come at you hard, fast, and out of nowhere.

Sure Thing (General) Words: 10,733Five times that members of Samwell Men’s Hockey team were unusually perceptive and one time when they… weren’t.

Just Spit It Out (General) Words: 2,392Jack can’t believe he just heard the words on his soulmark from the mouth of the gorgeous new waiter at the diner he frequents. But now the pressure is on - what if he says the wrong thing back? Can you screw up meeting your soulmate?

Will Wonders Never Cease (Teen) Words: 56,840Eric has landed his dream job: social media manager for the Providence Falconers! Not only does he get paid to tweet, for an NHL team at that, but it’s a job where he’ll be able to make good use of his magic - when nobody’s looking, of course. Everyone on the Falconers is a joy to work with… with the notable exception of Jack Zimmermann. Eric understands that Jack doesn’t like social media, but he could certainly be a little more polite about it. Luckily, Eric has support from his Samwell buddies, as well as his best friend - a man whose face he’s never seen, and whose name he doesn’t know. They met on an online forum where witches can gather anonymously, since it isn’t safe for them to advertise their existence in a world where magic isn’t trusted. They’ve been friends for years now, but Eric is only just starting to realize that he might have deeper feelings for someone he can never meet face-to-face.

@tdkeh

Chicken Soup for the Bud (General) Words: 3,577Bad Bob shows up in Providence to nurse his son back to health when he hears that Jack has the flu.

The Heist (Teen) Words: 4,868Bitty uncovers the details of an elaborate (and successful) heist while searching for the missing key to the Haus basement.

badcaseofcasey

How Come Aquaman Can Control Whales? (Teen) Words: 14,035AKA a dystopian The Martian AU that literally no one asked for but I am, for some reason, committed to writing.

That Thorns Have Roses (General) Words: 5,358Jack buys Bitty a rose from one of the clubs on campus. It isn’t until later that he realizes what that might mean. So of course, he tries to cover it up by buying roses for the rest of the Samwell Men’s Hockey team.

Unknown Author

Here I am, Baby (General) Words: 35,562You’ve Got Mail- AUEric Bittle is devastated when the massive corporate bakery, Zimmermann’s, opens around the corner from his small pie and coffee shop. He vents his frustrations to the anonymous IG user he’s been talking to, and falling for, all the while waging war against Jack Zimmermann’s corporate take-over. Little does he know the face behind the anonymous IG account, and little does he know what will happen in the future.

Over Heels (General) Words: 2,552Jack’s fingers brush through Bitty’s hair and they’re quiet for a while until Jack says, “I really do wanna marry you some day, Bits.”Bitty blinks, his eyes feeling a little hot and a little wet because at no point in his life—not when he was younger, not when he left Georgia, not when he met Captain Jack Zimmermann—did he ever think he’d get something like this. “When you ask, I’m going to say yes.”

Quand On Est Tous Les Deux (Mature) Words: 16,161When he wakes up in a strange country, surrounded by a language he doesn’t speak, and no memory of the last several years, Eric Bittle isn’t sure how he’s ever going to get back to Georgia. But at the hands of the village baker, Eric finds hope in the most dreary time of his life.

A Wall Around Me (Mature) Words: 59,630When Eric Bittle’s scholarship is threatened, he doesn’t know what he’s going to do. He can’t go home, and he can’t afford Samwell on his own. Then help is offered from the most unexpected place–Hockey Legend, Bad Bob Zimmermann. Bitty knows things like this don’t come for free, he just never expected he’d have to “look after” Bob’s equally famous son, Falconers’ captain, Jack Zimmermann.

Then There Was You (Mature) Words: 56,549Thirty minutes after being traded to Pittsburgh, Jack Zimmermann’s entire life changes at the front-end of a car running a stop sign. As he recovers from his injury, and grief which is far more complicated than he wants to admit, he meets the exuberant bookshop/bakery owner, Eric Bittle. As their friendship grows, and as he waits for the go-ahead to get back to hockey, Jack is forced to evaluate his future, and what he wants from it.

[dr-dean]

An Unexpected Surprise

Fandom: Check Please!

Ship: Zimbits

Tags: ABO, Witch/Familiar AU, alpha!jack, witch!jack, omega!bitty, familiar!bitty, fluff, smut, knotting

Word Count: 3,445

Summary: Alpha Witch Jack finally gets to meet his familiar and is very happy its a cute little omega. Because the world needs more Zimbits ABO.

A/N: I already posted a link for it on tumblr, but I was too tired to do a proper post last night so here it is! Many thanks to @blue-reveries for betaing and @unforth-ninawaters for cheer-leading.

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Jack was going for his morning run, his earbuds were in and he was finally zoning out. His morning runs were one of the few times that he could shut his mind off and not be so anxious all the time. They really helped to center him and were an important part of his daily routine.

As he was running through the park near his apartment he felt a brush of fur on his leg and his magic lit up inside of him. MINE , he thought. He looked down and saw a golden retriever running next to him. The golden was looking up at him and smiling with his tongue hanging out of his mouth. Jack reached down and scratched him behind the ear as he continued running. The dog practically melted into his touch and kept by Jack’s side.

Jack brought his hand up to his nose to wipe away some sweat, and instead of smelling dog, he smelled omega. The omega smelled like freshly baked pie. It was rare for familiars to be omegas, most of them were betas. As an alpha Jack knows that if his familiar is an omega there is no way it isn’t going to turn into a relationship if the omega is even slightly attractive. No way Jack could spend that much time and get that personal with a cute omega and not get involved. Luckily, it's no longer taboo for a witch to be with his familiar but it’s still uncommon. Unless it’s an alpha/omega pair and then it was just the norm.

Jack decided to cut his run a little short and the dog followed him home. Once he was in the apartment, he poured two glasses of water and started making breakfast. “Are you hungry?” he asked while his back was turned to the dog as he got the ingredients for a veggie scramble out of the fridge. “If you change, you can sit up at the island and we can talk, if you need there is a bathrobe in the bathroom, second door on the left.”

Not all familiars could change with clothes on and he didn’t want the omega to feel too shy. Jack heard the scrape of a chair on his floor and when he turned around he saw a small blond boy wearing a tank top and shorts sitting at the island. A cute omega guy as a familiar, Jack thanked his lucky stars. Not only were omega familiars rare, but male omegas in general were really rare. Jack really had no preference between guys or girls, but he definitely preferred omegas, especially blonds. Jack handed him a glass of water. “I’m making a veggie scramble, anything you don’t eat?”

The boy shook his head and gulped down the water. Jack refilled it and handed it back to the boy. “You know, you have the same eyes and same hair as you do in your dog form.”

“How’d you know?” The boy’s eyes were wide and he had a thick southern accent.

“That you’re a familiar?” The boy nodded his head. “When you touched me when I was running. My magic lit up and responded to you. And I just knew that you were mine.” Jack tried not to sound too possessive, he didn’t want to scare the boy away but he knew he would never let this boy go.

Instead of being scared the boy seemed to relax at that. “I thought that you’re my witch. I just turned 20 a week ago, and I started to feel this pull, you know? When classes were done on Friday I went out looking for you. I found that park last night and something about it just felt right. And then you came running through this morning and I just had to follow you. Your magic was pulling at me. And it just felt right when you scratched my ears. I had to keep following you to see.”

“Friday?!? But it’s Sunday now. What school do you go to?” With his southern accent that thick he might go to a school pretty far away, but Jack hopes that it’s something closer.

“Samwell.”

A forty minute drive, but most familiars looked for their witches on foot; it was still a very long walk. “How’d you get here?”

“I walked, in dog form the whole time. I couldn’t feel the pull as strongly when I was in my human form.”

Jack frowned, he didn’t like the idea of his familiar suffering. “When was the last time you ate a proper meal?”

The boy laughed. “Don’t worry,” he pulled out something from his back pocket of his shorts and set it on the table, “as long as I have stuff in my pockets when I change I still have it when I change back, so I had my wallet and was able to stop and buy food along the way.”

Jack relaxed a bit as he looked over and saw the wallet, he knew some familiars would go for days or weeks without properly eating when they were looking for their witch, not everyone could change back and forth with their clothes let alone their possessions. His familiar must be pretty powerful in order to do that.

“Plus, it really didn’t take that long to find you.” He pulled out a cell phone from his other pocket and turned it on. “Any chance you have an iPhone charger? I forgot to bring one and I’m sure my phone is almost dead.”

“Yeah, there’s one right next to the couch,” Jack pointed with his spatula.

The boy hopped off the chair and plugged the phone in and typed furiously on it before coming back, just as he was sitting back down Jack slid a plate of food in front of him. Jack ate his while standing on the opposite side of the island. “Do you have to get back for classes on Monday?”

The boy swallowed a bite. “Yes, but my first class isn’t until noon, so I can sleep over tonight and take an early train back tomorrow.”

“I’ll drive you, that should give you more time.” Jack wanted to have as much time to get to know his familiar while they were both free.

He smiled and his eyes sparkled at Jack. “Thank you, honey, I appreciate that.”

“So tell me about yourself.” Jack couldn’t just keep calling him ‘mine’ or ‘the boy’ in his head.

“What is this, an interview?” His familiar chirped.

Jack smirked, “No, but I’d like to get to know you. I’m Jack by the way.”

The boy pointed his fork at Jack, fake scowling and trying to hold back a grin. “I know who you are, Jack Zimmerman! I watch hockey! You’re the captain of the Falconers! But I had no idea that you’re a witch.”

“Yeah,” Jack stared down at his food, “that’s not something that’s public knowledge, so I would appreciate if you kept it under wraps.”

“Oh! Of course, sweetheart!” he nodded, “no one at school knows I’m a familiar! They just think that there’s a stray dog that likes to hang around the Haus.”

“Haus?” Jack asked, the way Bitty said it sounded German.

“It’s where I live. It’s an off-campus house where most of the hockey players live, I play on the Samwell team. I’m Eric, Eric Bittle but everyone calls me Bitty.”

This Bitty was just too much for Jack, a cute omega who was into hockey? Jack felt like he had hit the familiar jackpot. “An omega on the hockey team?”

Bitty scowled at Jack. “Hey! Just cuz I’m an omega doesn’t mean I can’t play ‘alpha’ sports.”

Jack holds up his hands in surrender. “I didn’t mean it like that. I just meant you must be good, they have a good team, and it can be hard to be taken seriously as an omega in full contact sports so you must be the best player on the team. Do they treat you alright?”

Bitty’ scowl melted into a smile. “I’m not sure about best, but I am the fastest on the ice. They’re like a family to me. They’re like these huge overprotective brothers. You should see them if they think someone is gunning for me on the ice. They will beat him to a pulp and have no issues going to the sin bin for it.”

Jack smiled. “Good, I would hate to put the fear of God into them for not taking good care of you. I know until you graduate I’m not going to be able to be around all the time to protect you.”

“Going all big alpha on me already?” Eric chirped.

Jack turned the charm up as high as he could. “It’s hard not to when I have such a cute omega as a familiar.”

Bitty blushed and turned bright red. “Oh Lord, are you chirping me or flirting with me Mr. Zimmerman?”

“Let’s go with both,” Jack smirked and his eyes sparkled.

When they are done eating Jack cleared their plates.

“I don’t know about you but I need a shower. I have a guest room that has its own bathroom,” Jack said.

Bitty hopped off the chair. “That would be great, but I could use some clean clothes too.”

Jack nodded and headed towards his bedroom. He grabbed his smallest pair of workout shorts with a drawstring, and his tightest ‘Property of the Falconer's’ t-shirt. He liked the idea of seeing Bitty in a shirt that claimed him as his. He also grabbed a pair of compression shorts for Bitty to use as underwear. “I’m sure these are going to be a little big on you, but they are the smallest I have. Towels, soap, and shampoo are all in the guest bath.” Jack lead Bitty across the hall and placed the clean clothes on the counter in the bathroom. He opened a drawer and showed the contents to Bitty. “There’s also toothbrushes and toothpaste here for you. Do you need anything else?”

Bitty shook his head. “I think you have everything covered. You sure are prepared for guests!”

“Well, the toothbrushes and toothpaste are all those samples from the dentist’s office that they always give you. I have a fancy electric toothbrush so I don’t use them, but I can’t bear to throw them away. The soap and shampoo,” he pointed to a basket full of little travel sizes, “are from hotels, I kinda collect a lot of them with all the traveling that I do. The towels I just have.”

“Do you have lots of unexpected guests?” Bitty asked.

“My parents come to visit a bit but they always let me know first. You’re the first one to just show up out of the blue on me.”

“Sorry.” Bitty bites his lip.

Jack grabbed onto Bitty’s shoulder and squeezed reassuringly. “Don’t apologize! I’ve been waiting a long time for you. I was starting to worry that you’d never show up.”

Bitty smiled at him. “You’re not that old Jack! It’s not uncommon to not get a familiar until after you’re 25!”

“True, but both of my parents had theirs by the time they were 22. I know not every witch gets a familiar and I was starting to give up hope.” At 26 Jack was getting old for not having a familiar, it was almost unheard of for a witch to get one after they turned 30.

“Well have no fear, I’m 99% sure I’m your familiar.”

“Only 99%?” Jack chirped him.

“Oh hush you! I’ll be 100% sure after we both take a shower and I can confirm some things.” Bitty practically shoved Jack out of the bathroom. “Now go, we both stink.”

Jack met him in the living room a short time later. They both had damp hair and Bitty was checking something on his phone when Jack came out. Bitty patted the spot on the couch right next to him and Jack sat there. Bitty rested his head in Jack’s lap and Jack carded his fingers through Bitty’s blond hair.

“Mmmmmmm, that feels good,” Bitty mumbled.

“You like to be pet even in your human form?” Jack asked.

Bitty glared at him. “I’m not sure if that’s a chirp or a real question.”

“A real question. I know some familiars share some of their animal traits even in their human form.”

Bitty sighed and closed his eyes. “Yeah, I do like it.”

“Then I’ll keep doing it.” Jack scratched softly behind Bitty’s ears and Bitty seemed to just melt into him. “So what do you need to do to make you 100% sure I’m your witch?”

“I need to scent you.”

“Scent me? Isn’t that something more for mates to do then witches and familiars?” Jack liked where this was going but he had to be sure.

“Yes, but I’m an omega and you’re an alpha, if we aren’t compatible as mates then it's going to be very awkward living with you with your ruts and my heats and not sharing them. It’s already bad enough living in a house full of alphas when I go into heat.”

“Do they help you out?” Jack asked. He knew that it was a very personal question but he had to know.

Bitty turned bright red. “Um, yeah, my D-men do. They like sharing and it helps to have both of them so they can still go to class and trade off helping me out. I tried on my own once but with all the alphas in the house it was just too painful.”

“Next time you should come here. I don’t want anyone else helping you out anymore.” Jack knew it was too soon to really lay a claim on Bitty, and he didn’t mind that he had alphas to help him in the past, but he felt like Bitty was his and he didn’t like the idea of other alphas having what was his.

“But what if you’re on a roadie?” Apparently Bitty didn’t seem to mind the idea of coming to Providence for Jack to help him, he just didn’t want to be alone.

Jack continued to card his fingers through Bitty’s hair in a way that he hoped was reassuring.“Then I’ll just bring you with me. The other guys do it with their omegas all the time, you’ll stay in the hotel and I’ll only be gone for the game. Most omegas just seem to nap thru the games during heat anyways.”

“But the bus??” Bitty squeaked.

“We have some special divided rows in the back. Originally it was just meant for guys going through their ruts so it wouldn’t trigger the rest of the team to go into rut as well. But now some of the guys use them if their omega is in heat. They’re scent and sound protected so it doesn’t bother the rest of us.”

“Oh. That’s um, good.”

“When’s your next heat?” Jack had to know to start planning.

“In, like, two weeks.” Bitty bit his lip.

Jack smiled. “Well, won’t we have some fun then.”

“Why?” Bitty tilted his head in confusion.

“My rut’s due in two weeks. It sounds like our cycles might already be lined up.” Jack really liked the idea that they could already be synced up.

Bitty’s eyes went wide as he sat up, Jack kept his hand in Bitty’s hair wrapped the other hand around his waist and pulled him into his scent point. “No need to worry about that until you scent me anyways.” Bitty inhaled and then climbed up onto Jacks lap to nuzzle in and scent him some more. “Like what you smell?” Jack asked tentatively.

“Yes,” Bitty breathed out and melted into Jack.

“Can I scent you?” Jack asked.

“Yes.” Bitty tilted his head to the side and presented his neck to Jack.

Jack bent down and breathed Bitty in. Even clean he smelled like freshly baked pie. He had used some sort of fruity body wash and it just enhanced the pie smell. “Mmmmmmm, you smell good.” Jack felt his dick getting hard, and he felt Bitty’s getting on board too. Besides the smell of pie, the smell of arousal was hanging thickly over them. “If you don’t get off my lap soon, I can’t be held accountable for my actions.”

Bitty removed himself from Jack’s shoulder and bit his lip. “Maybe we can take this to the bedroom. I would hate to make a mess on your couch.”

Jack just stood up and threw Bitty over his shoulder in a fireman carry. Bitty let out an undignified squeak but didn’t complain otherwise. Jack carried him to his bedroom and then laid him down gently on his king-sized bed. Jack quickly divested himself of all his clothing and saw Bitty just staring at him with wide eyes amd his mouth open. “Like what you see?” Jack asked.

Bitty just nodded. “Can you, um, turn around?” Bitty timidly asked.

Jack did a slow turn and flexed his glutes when his back is turned to Eric.

Bitty squeaked. “That really is a thing of beauty! Oh Lord, you have no idea how many times I’ve jerked off to pictures of your butt, but to see it naked in person! I think I’ve died and gone to heaven!”

Jack laughed and pounced on Bitty. “What’s fair is fair, your turn to strip.”

Bitty takes a lot longer than Jack to wiggle out of his clothes as Jack doesn’t seem to have it in him to get off of Bitty or to stop kissing him. When Bitty finally was naked, Jack got up onto his knees looming over the smaller boy. “You look good Bits. I can tell you workout. Now let’s see if you have a hockey butt too.” Jack manhandles Bitty so that he is laying on his stomach. Jack put both his hands on Bitty’s butt and squeezed. “Mmmmm, I think you do.”

Jack laid back down on top of Bitty and nipped at his ear as his hard cock rests between Bitty’s ass cheeks. “What would you like to do?” Jack asked.

“Knot me,” Bitty breathed out, “I need you to knot me.”

Jack growled and rubbed a finger around Bitty’s hole, finding it soaking wet. Jack groaned. “Fuck, Bitty, you’re already so wet for me.” Jack was able to easily slid in two fingers and just went straight to rubbing Bitty’s prostate.

“Stop teasing me and knot me already!” Bitty squirmed beneath Jack.

“I don’t want to hurt you baby,” Jack said as he inserted a third finger.

Bitty groaned, “I’m an omega, unless you are extra rough it won't hurt. I was made to take a knot.”

Jack pulled out his fingers and wiped the excess slick off onto his dick before gently sliding it in.

Bitty sighed in relief when Jack was all the way in.

Jack moved slowly and gently while kissing Bitty’s neck for a while before picking up the pace and biting down onto Bitty’s neck, not hard enough to break the skin, but hard enough to leave a mark. Jack would love to bite Bitty and claim him not just as his familiar but as his mate. However, he wouldn’t do that until they got to know each other better, until Bitty begged him for it. It didn't mean that he would leave any other marks on Bitty in the meantime.

Bitty was moaning underneath him and pushing back as good as he was taking it. Jack could feel his knot starting to swell.

Apparently Bitty could feel it too. “Knot me, please, Jack, Knot me. I need your knot,” he begged.

Jack couldn’t say no, so he thrusted deeply until his knot caught and he came inside of Bitty. Bitty moaned and clamped down on Jack as he came as well.

Bitty turned his head so he could see Jack. “Your knot feels huge. And its pressing right on my prostate.”

Jack kissed Bitty on the lips. “Well, I hope you like how it feels because I don’t think that it’s going to go down anytime soon.”

Bitty kissed back. “It feels amazing, just don’t move or I’ll cum again.”

Jack slowly rocked his hips. “Why would that be a bad thing?”

Bitty scolded, “I’m not in heat you, asshole. Cumming so close together makes me over-sensitive!”

Jack stopped moving his hips and nibbled at Bitty’s ear. “I hope my knot convinced you one hundred percent that you’re my familiar.”

“Alpha,” Bitty sighed, “you’re my witch. One hundred percent.”

“Mine,” Jack said as he nipped at Bitty’s shoulder.

“Yours,” Bitty agreed.