HEARTsparks - the band(verse) au (a.k.a the yearning band mess)

PROLOGUE

“This place will always be special, right?” Connor tells them as they are preparing their rehearsal for tonight’s show. Moritz fidgets his drumstick in his fingers, air playing a song of some kind. “You rarely forget your first concert in front of some people, even if it was just to play in the first part.” “Well, I guess that it means that we’ve made it, after all,” Dan says as he replaces his leather jacket. “Why are you still thinking that we didn’t make it, Howell?” Jannik teases him as he goes to ruffle the pianist’s hair. And he knows that Dan is going to hate that. As suspect it, his bandmate immediately runs to him playfully. “What is up with you guys being so emotional?” Nate suddenly asks them as he is adjusting his microphone. “What is up with you agreeing with Dan?” Connor lifts an eyebrow with a smirk.

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He needs to feel like he has some control over something in his life right now. Needs to take care of Nate, because he won’t take care of himself, too focused on winning. Needs to let Nate know just how much he is appreciated. Needs to worship him. 

Connor needs to get out of his head after the semifinal. Coincidentally, he also wants to reward Nate for the game-winning goal. It's a win-win-win.

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By popular demand, here's some more NateConnor while they're fighting for their lives at the Olympics! I was going to wait to write anything until after the gold medal game, but after Nate's game-winner yesterday, it just felt fitting.

Also, Dermot Kennedy released a new song titled "Refuge" on Friday, and when I say that this song is so unbelievably perfect for this ship/this moment in time??? Just go listen to it.

HEARTsparks - the band(verse) au (a.k.a the yearning band mess)

hello, it's been forever since i've done one of these but i'm really in the mood to write short ficlet/stories/etc. and i've figured that the best way is always via prompts, i love taking your ideas of combos!

soooo, since i'm watching the habs game, just send me one of these ships:

dan/phil (bonus: you can send me one with raf (rhp for the hockey crowd) aka their son) ; sincaraz ; st-lecavalier ; nateconnor (bonus: you can also send me a mac3 fam with mack) ; lucas & mo ; mike & jeff ; gabe & sasha

and then, choose a prompt from this list & head to my ask box so i will be able to write it and publish it to ao3 afterwards! :3

HEARTsparks - the band(verse) au (a.k.a the yearning band mess)

CHAPTER TWO- connor

And it’s true. Davo knows the answer to that and it’s: not enough, apparently. It’s a part of Nate’s appearance. He has one around his neck, sometimes on his head or on somewhere on his arm. That’s the appeal that he always wanted to project when he would’ve become famous. That was also just a part of his aesthetic, for as long as Connor remembers.

“Take this one,” Nate tells him.

“That’s not your usual color palette,” his best friend frowns.

“That’s yours. That’s for you.”

To which, again, Connor doesn’t know what to answer. Probably a thank you would’ve done the job but nothing comes out of his mouth. He freezes and takes the beautiful silk bandana. Orange and blue. That’s his favorite color combination. He notices that Nate has one that looks like it.

“For us to match,” the singer casually tells him as if it was nothing.

Nate takes the bandana out of his hands while he goes to purchase all of these, leaving Connor speechless about it. For them to match or whatever MacKinnon means.

HEARTsparks - the band(verse) au (a.k.a the yearning band mess)

CHAPTER ONE - nate

“Your mom is going to hate this,” Nate says as Connor points to a very long scarf. “How do you know?” Nate looks at his best friend, deadpan. “I’m your only best friend,” he replies, crossing his arms around his chest. “Hey!” Dan argues. “What about the rest of us?” The songwriter and the guitarist give him a look. “That was a joke, of course. Everyone knows that you guys are attached to each other’s hips since like forever, right?” Which makes Nate panics for a couple of seconds. Everyone knows. But do they know? Dan can read people easily. He would’ve made a goddamn god lawyer, if he would’ve continued. Even if he was not sure about the band and all at first. He became such a good friend. And sometimes, Nate knows that he can confides things to him and that he will not tell a soul. Mostly because Dan sometimes cannot remember things himself. He’s busy in his head as well but Nate knows that he can tell him everything.

(read the whole chapter on ao3)

omg thank you so much 🥹

i gotta say, i had a little thingy for them back in the 4 nations last year when they posted their insane picture of them hugging but i forgot about it 👀 the tournament was also shorter so i didn't have the time to consume all the content and the lore of them.

but since the olympics, i've become quite fond of them! i love a rarepair dynamic or an obscure ship that literally isn't popular but i really thought that their chemistry was insane this year.