Obsessed with Luca and Yannick, have you ever considered Yannick in the crowd at a game, or maybe Luca trying to teach him how to skate? Something something Luca and Yannick at the rink (for the prompts if you’d like or just any thoughts you have on them) :)
ahhh thank you, I am also obsessed with them lol
my prompts are currently closed but my ask box is always open for yapping or headcanon requests <3
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"Ha, look." Stella nudged him, pointing to the jumbotron.
Yannick was on screen, and saw himself look up at it in this very moment. Next to the video, there was a photo of him from a recent movie he had been in, followed by a photo of Luca and him which Luca had recently posted on his instagram. In it, Yannick was sitting in Luca's lap, arms slung around his neck.
Yannick waved at the camera, then blew it a kiss before pointing to his Haas jersey. The crowd went nuts; like during every Cens game, there were tons of rainbow flags waving in the crowd, which was sweet.
The camera cut away, and cut to Luca instead, who was warming up on the ice, smiling up at the jumbotron. When it caught him staring, he blushed and laughed, prompting a collective "Aww" from the audience.
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A replay of Luca's goal played on the jumbotron, slow-motion enhancing the view of his perfect shot on the goal, followed by the celebration with his linemates.
Luca briefly glanced up, grinning to himself, feeling proud. He was feeling good. Great, even. Tonight's game was going well, and it made him twice as happy as it usually would, because Yannick was watching.
The video cut, and then focused on the crowd's reaction to Luca's shot. One audience member in particular: Yannick, sitting in the WAGs box between Holmberg's girlfriend Stella and Lisa Hayes. Like the goal, his reaction was played out in slow-motion: hands over his mouth, eyes wide, then a big smile and cheer for the goal. Luca could see his lips move, forming a very obvious "Yes, baby!" which made him smile even harder.
He tried to focus, and found him, waving up at him. Yannick waved back, then held up both hands, forming finger-hearts. Luca returned the gesture, holding his hand over his heart. The next one is for you, he mouthed, even though he was sure Yannick couldn't see it.
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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Batman - All Media Types
Rating: Not Rated
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Damian Wayne & Everyone, Damian Wayne and Bruce Wayne, Damian Wayne and Dick Greyson, Damian Wayne and Jason Todd, damian wayne and tim drake
Characters: Damian Wayne, Bruce Wayne, Tim Drake, Jason Todd, dick greyson
Additional Tags: Found Family, Fluff, Damian Wayne Needs a Hug, he gets lots, Damian is bad at feelings, But he’s trying to hard, Bad Parent Talia al Ghul, I hate Talia, Call me Dick Greyson the way I can’t stand her, Bruce Wayne is Good With Kids, Bruce Wayne is a Good Parent, Dick Greyson is the best big brother, Jason Todd is an awesome big brother, Tim Drake is a great big brother, Damian Wayne is a good baby brother, Damian Wayne is the Batfamily baby, IF YOU LIKE TALIA GO READ SOMETHING ELSE, Damian Wayne is adorable.
Summary:
After the death of his mother and grandfather Damian travels to the only family he has left.
Welcomed into the Wayne Manor Damian learns what it means to be a part of a family that loves him.
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: The X-Files
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Fox Mulder/Dana Scully
Additional Tags: Season of Secret Sex | Fox Mulder and Dana Scully Have Sex During Season 7, Post New Years Kiss, MSR Bingo 2026 Prompt 20 An Interrupted Moment
Series: Part 3 of MSR Bingo 2026
Summary:
They were both ready to move forward, problem, the universe is destined to keep them apart.
Summary: Post 1.06's "The Cottage." Shane returns from his summer break transformed. Hayden is completely normal about it. Pure Pike-Flavored Fluff.
Author's Note: I missed my hockey players, so I had to dip my toe back into the HR-verse while I plan out longer fics.
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Hayden Pike would never say it out loud, but he loved the pre-season activities. After a summer in the house with four kids (and a wife who found any excuse to hop on a plane without them), he was always eager to get back to the work of winning.
Granted, it was essentially trading one brood of smelly, unhinged gremlins for a larger one with coarser language and fewer teeth.
Hayden allowed himself to be pampered by the hair and makeup staff as they prepared for the team's promotional photo shoot. He busied himself on his phone and enjoyed the cacophony of hockey player madness, downright giddy that no one was going to climb in his lap or cry at his feet. He hoped.
The room went suddenly silent. He wasn't sure why the chirping and profanity faded into a blur or why a rookie literally froze mid-chew.
And the reason made itself known: Shane Hollander freakin' glided into the locker room.
Hayden's best friend and soft-spoken, rules-obsessed captain didn't just look different. He looked good.
He blinked, dumbfounded and almost starstruck, which was understandably insane. Because this Shane Hollander was the romance-novel cover version of a two-time Stanley Cup-winning hockey player, all sinewy muscles, shiny hair, and an unabashed handsomeness.
Hayden was man enough to admit that he looked hot as hell.
Shane's skin was always the same poreless olive it usually was, but now it hummed with a glow that had nothing to do with his impeccable skin care regimen. Gone was the dorky schoolboy haircut Shane had rocked since he'd known him. Shane's hair was longer than he'd ever seen it, parted in the center so sleek stripes fanned out around his forehead. It reminded Hayden inexplicably of a Friesian horse, beautifully black, regal, and shiny.
He licked his lips, which were a plump crimson, and headed to his stall. After putting his bag down, he hugged JJ roughly, actually smiling wide enough to show teeth as he greeted him. It was then that Hayden noticed the biceps, bigger than a baby's head, clinging to the material of his t-shirt. Shane's standard track pants and Metros gear were replaced with a thin white cotton Henley, stamped with a large faded blue star, its points stretched over Shane's chest, around his ribs, and through the back. Paired with fitting jeans and tennis shoes with more than one color, Shane wasn't just put together; he looked cool.
Beyond that, Shane possessed a new aura. Lighter, sunnier, and more self-assured.
Hayden peeled his gaze away from Shane as the stylist turned his head towards him to finger-comb his hair. Just as she was finished, strong arms encircled him from behind. And Hayden was overwhelmed with a woodsy-vanilla musk of expensive cologne. "Guess who?" Shane actually laughed in his ear, warm breath fanning over his cheek.
"I honestly have no idea." Humor masked his disbelief.
"Very funny."
"You had a good break, I see."
Shane was all exuberance and joy. He cinched Hayden in a bear hug, growling, "The absolute best," before flying off to half-heartedly tackle their goalie.
The stylist whipped off the cape. Hayden stood up and tracked his anti-social best friend as he made his way around the room, greeting everyone with hugs and fist bumps.
"If he pulls out the finger-guns, then he's definitely been bodysnatched," Hayden joked to an equally baffled JJ.
Somewhere between Shane subtly bopping to the music during the photo shoot and voluntarily eating carbs during the team lunch, it clicked.
"You're in love," he bleated with a mouthful of chicken salad, pointing an accusatory finger at Shane. "Oh shit, you're absolutely gone."
Unbothered, Shane took a bite of his burger (on a whole wheat bun because he was still Shane), and beamed. Like a beguiled idiot.
In the years since he'd been drafted to the Metros and forced Shane to be his friend, he'd met and married his wife and had four beautiful children. While it could be exhausting, emotional, and disgusting, Hayden couldn't imagine his life without his five blessings. And the idea of Shane finding the same thing—a happy life, not just an ending—made his heart ache with joy and settle with relief.
"You gonna tell me about her?"
Shane averted his sparkling eyes, but Hayden was used to him severing contact. "When the time is right," he promised.
An overeager rookie bopped over to introduce himself, and Shane stood up to properly shake his hand and commiserate about the nerve-wracking draft process. Hayden studied Shane, who didn't seem like a new man, just a more open and self-possessed one. The father and friend in him had worried about Shane's rigidity and introversion, even though he understood its origins. It wasn't easy being a professional hockey player, but it was a special kind of demanding to be a Japanese one. The pressure was insidious and isolating, even after championships, the goalposts for greatness inevitably moved farther away.
Love had a way of dulling the unimportant things in life while sharpening everything else. It was a beautiful agony to have someone to miss and worry about and take care of, and to keep you humble. To his embarrassment, his eyes filled at the thought of Shane finally receiving that, of Shane building a home and life outside of this damned sport.
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While I work on Chapter 4 of How to Raise Your Human, I’d like to remind you all I wrote another Fostered Rivalry story featuring a cat and a pussy joke and Varian.
The best part? You don’t even really need to know what’s going on, that’s how silly it is.
Hear me out here:
Lee!Abel
Ler!Saint peter
(They're so friggin adorable.)
I agree, they are!
"We'd Be Kicked Out if This Was an Earth Cinema"
Summary: While watching their favourite Hallmark Christmas movie, St. Peter couldn't be happier: except for the fact Abel keeps talking during the movie. You know what happens next! (Pure fluff)
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"I'm in love with you, Santa Claus!" Abel said dramatically, swooning.
Peter was happy that Abel enjoyed the movie so much. He always parroted his favourite lines just as they were spoken.
But it did grate on his nerves when Abel did it for the 8 millionth time.
That wouldn't do.
So Peter thought up an idea. Abel couldn't talk if he was laughing, right?
Slowly, he sneaked up to him, hands curled and ready to strike.
Suddenly the cinema erupted into an uproarious laughter.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA!! HEHEHEHEHEE! HEY!" Abel cried, holding his stomach. His belly bounced like a bowlful of jelly. Peter was tickling his ribs, pretending that he was playing the piano and going up and down in quick strokes. He kicked his legs. And he tried to get the upper hand, but Peter was too nimble.
"This is what happens when you talk during the movie!" He pointed out.
Abel, face now red as a tomato, nodded.
"HEEHEHEHEEHEHEHHEHEEE! I'M SOHOHOHOHORRY!"
"Apology accepted," Peter said. Then he had a sly grin. "But this is too much fun."
Abel fell into uproarious laughter yet again as Peter restarted the tickles.
It was always a chaotic but fun day with him around.
