Hey!! So I love your writing and was wondering if I could prompt something sweet to take away the sting of the last loss - maybe Sid getting injured during a game but it looks a lot worse than it is, cue Geno launching straight into mother hen mode... but I don't want to be too specific. I just love Geno mother-henning. It's so adorable

[thank you, kind anon! tonight wasn’t the loss you you were referring to (dammit, pens), but hopefully it helps nonetheless]

The media scrum after the game is awful. It’s endless questions about the power play and little digs about lackluster play and concern about the playoff picture, and it’s the last goddamn thing he wants to be doing right now. 

He’s got more important things to take care of. The mood in the room is, well. It’s pretty bad. Flower’s upset even though he was a hero in the 5-on-3 penalty kill, an absolute wall in the net tonight. For all that Duper’s sitting with him, talking quietly as Sid fends off question after question, sometimes it takes more than one person to get through to Flower after games like this. He can practically see the one more save, if I’d just made one more save refrain running through Flower’s mind in the tightness of his shoulders, the frustrated choppiness of every movement as he strips out of his pads. Sid’s probably going to have to talk to Pouliot as well, get the kid to let go of that mistake against Hartnell. 

And his hands ache, the knuckles bruised and sore. He flexes them absentmindedly as the scrum continues, and he’s preoccupied enough that Geno’s concerned glance doesn’t really register as anything more than his usual profound and abiding disapproval of the way the media treats Sid. Maybe it should have though, because Geno crowds into Sid’s stall as soon as the media is gone, wearing a familiar look. 

“G,” he starts, but that’s as far as he gets. 

“Shhhh,” Geno chides him, reaching for Sid’s hands and cradling them carefully. He strokes his fingers across the knuckles, gentle in a way that makes Sid want to lean into him. He does, tipping forward until his forehead is resting against Geno’s hip. One warm hand comes up and cradles his jaw, and the desire to be done for the night is sharper than any pain in his hands, stronger right now than the sting of another brutal divisional loss. He sucks in a breath and tries to find some motivation to move. 

“I have to talk to Pouliot,” Sid says, not moving at all. Geno huffs out the ghost of a laugh. 

“Good captain, Sid. Don’t have to, though. I talk to him already." 

"Flower—”

“Duper can take care of sad goalie. Come on, Sid. My turn. We go home, I’m take care of you.”

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hi hello can we please consider crosbeauty!sidney and his initial shyness when dating geno!? geno cannot figure out why this wonderful man doesn't want to meet his friends- does he not like geno enough!? meanwhile sidney feels anxious about meeting these jock hockey dudes and the ramifications for geno. sidney has gotten way past feeling ashamed about himself, but he gets the oppressive sports culture and doesn't want geno to face any discrimination/bullying. terrible communication -> cuddles

Sidney is editing a video in bed and Zhenya is lying down byhis side, forehead pressed into his boyfriend’s hips as he scrolled through hisphone before he falls asleep. He likes the quiet when Sidney is working, whenall he hears is the clicking of Sidney’s mousepad and Sidney’s concentratedface, biting his bottom lip as he tries to finish “at least 60% of the video,G. Or I’ll fall behind.” Sidney is a hard worker and extremely dedicated, andZhenya never fails to marvel at how he keeps falling in love with Sidney moreand more each day.

Then Zhenya gets a flood of messages from the group chat.

Olli: hey im reallysingle and family skate is next week…….helpJustin: I thought you were bringing me??????Flower🌸🌸: yeah olli I thoughtyou were bringing Justin

There’s some more bickering in the middle, and then Zhenyascrolls to near the bottom, the more recent ones.

Phil: G, u bringing urbf to family skate??Tanger: yeah when are we meeting this guy? What’s his name? Flowe🌸🌸r: SSN? Hags: Are they a Libra? They’re more compatible with your shit personalityHags: Sorry but gotta say it Jake: is he a twinkJake: am I using that right Jake: olli is laughing at me why is he laughing at meJake: doesn’t it mean pretty????

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could you recommend me some Evanstan fics ? like what to start with ^_^

Indeed I can! You can always check my AO3 bookmarks for the pairing, but I’ll list a few favorites here too - you didn’t specify rating or genre, so I’ll try to offer up a representative range! Not including my own stuff, of course. :-)

mainly fluff (various ratings, but all mostly more about the comfort and fluff and emotions and such):

The Time and Place by @flylittlekoala. G, 2808 words. Set after filming, a wonderfully adorable pining-and-getting-together little fic that will make your heart feel all the feels.

[End Scene] by our lovely resident Anonymous. T, 2159 words. Sebastian has a hard time filming a (fake: it’s a red herring) death of Captain America scene. So much gentle love and comfort and care. Yes.

when the words hit (my heart stopped), also by our lovely Anon. T, 2971 words.Misunderstood texts, minor car accidents, hurt!Seb with minor injuries, worried Chris, everything precious and fluffy.

At the Bottom of Everything, also also by our lovely Anon. T, 12389 words. It’s like the best soap-opera melodrama ever, and I mean that in a GOOD way. The plane Seb’s supposed to be on crashes, while unbeknownst to Chris, Seb switched flights. ALL the emotions. ALL the emotional hurt/comfort. The thought-you-were-dead-but-you’re-here trope. YES.

Fine Until You’re Not by @seasless. E, 8932 words. Pining, misunderstandings, boys being boys, first kisses, general adorableness all around.

bundles of love wrapped in fur by @thebestpersonherelovesbucky. E, 2945 words, neighbors with pets AU, fluff and humor and porn and light Dom/sub tendencies all rolled up together, and this one always makes me smile.

things with porn, containing sub!Seb because that is my personal preference, so that’s what I’ve got bookmarked:

You Once Said If We Were Careful by @callmejude. E, 65813 words. Gorgeous, lush, beautiful BDSM-with-emotions. One of those fics that makes me sigh and smile because I wish I could write like that.

Ceramic by @bearceptionus. E, 27612 words (WIP, technically, 3 of 4 chapters, but you can read as is). Sweet sub!Seb, gentle!Dom Chris, caretaking, so much tenderness it’ll melt you from the inside out.

There are more recs in my bookmarks, but - followers, any other good Evanstan recs as starting-places? Fics you’d suggest?

EDITED BECAUSE I am a terrible person and accidentally combined two fics (two of our Anon’s fics) while adding links BUT THEY ARE BOTH LOVELY AND I HAVE NOW RECTIFIED THAT ERROR AND ADDED PROPER LINKS