AO3 Works

AO3 Works

Starstruck-  The first time Geno sees Sidney Crosby he’s crying into Tanger’s shoulder as Sid learns how to walk again on the big screen.

Thalassophile-  Thalassophile- (n.) a lover of the sea, someone who loves the sea, ocean

Sugar Shack-  Sid and the farm were in a bad spot, the worst spot, when Geno showed up on his doorstep with the help wanted ad that Sid put in the paper clutched in his hand.

Handstands For You-  Geno starts his day by eating breakfast in front of the TV and ends up sponsoring a youth gymnastics teams.

Let It Grow-  He doesn’t know a lot about Geno but after thirty years he feels like he has a pretty good understanding of himself. He’s pretty sure he has a crush on his neighbor.

Sillage-  Sillage: (n.) the scent that lingers in the air, the trail left in water, the impression made in space after something or someone has been and gone; the trace of someone’s perfume

Selcouth- Evgeni is six years old and sits with his chin in his hands in front of his bedroom window watching the snow fall.It’s coming down in big, fat, flakes that coat the grass and the pavement.A car comes down the street sideways and bumps into his neighbor’s mailbox. Evgeni sits up straight and doesn’t breathe until the driver gets out and looks up at the sky without a scratch on him.His neighbor comes out of his house and instead of getting angry looks up at the sky as well, baffled.Tomorrow is September 1st.It’s Evgeni’s first day of school and he doesn’t want to go.

A Kingdom Or This- It’s Zhenya and Sid, Sid and Zhenya. Soon they race off before they’re even dismissed, feet stomping across the floor and in their hurry to get outside and enjoy the warm weather before the leaves change and the snow falls.Weeks turn to months which pass into years and they grow closer and closer .Zhenya brings books in his native language and they sit together in the tall grass as Zhenya helps Sid sound out words.Sid teaches him how to tie knots and how to sail, pulling him out of the water on more than one occasion, wings heavy with water and spluttering and then laughing when Sid dumps him into the bottom of the boat.They grow up together.

Oneirataxia-  Oneirataxia- (n.) the inability to distinguish between fantasy and reality.

I Am But Clay- He swings his head around to look at the clock above the door. The instructor is five minutes late and Sid starts to fidget, his knee hitting the underside of the wheel and when he pulls it away there’s a streak of dried clay across his jeans.“So sorry I’m late, traffic, didn’t leave on time. You know.”Sid looks up at the man that’s torn into the room like a hurricane.He’s long limbed and graceful as he squeezes past the chairs on the opposite side from Sid.He struggles with the strap of his cross-body bag, knocking his toque off his head and revealing a mess of brown hair.When he finally lifts the strap over his head his grey coat and black t-shirt ride up revealing a strip of skin right above the waistband of his jeans.Sid stares until he lowers his arms and drops his bag onto the chair behind his desk. He shrugs out of his jacket and Sid catches the shape of his arm before he forces himself to look away.

Sid’s Sweets-  There is an empty storefront across the street from Geno’s favorite Russian bakery in Pittsburgh.

Close To You-  Sid experiences a scoring slump. It’s starting to get to him.

Shoot Out Score-  Sid finally breaks the drought. Kind of.

Three Points Between Them- Goal 

Overtime Goal-  Geno’s waiting for him in his suit in the hallway as the team comes off the ice and he pulls him to the side.

Secret-SidGeno-Writer-Prompts-  Prompts from my tumblr.

Woken Up My Heart-  They met by accident, fate, Geno always says, three years ago.

Solivagant-  Sid starts the day with five pills in his pocket. He takes one with lunch, always. Sometimes takes another before dinner. It depends how he feels.“It’s for my knee,” he says if anyone at work gives him a funny look. “Pain pill.”They nod like they understand, like it’s not a problem.Which it wouldn’t be except Sid’s knee isn’t the part of him that still hurts.

Veni, Vidi, Amavi -  We came, we saw, we loved.

Shears To Us - (collaboration with @knifeshoeoreofight) “Be right there,” he says to the new customer. He’s halfway to his feet when he looks up for the first time.All he sees are thick, black curls. The kind most people would die for, and even more, pay for. Next is the handsome face and strong jaw and full lips curling around his words when he says that he’s not in a rush.

Andre Burakovsky and Nick Sorensen, WJC 2014 Team Sweden [x]

I prefer the Robert effect!

2017 Art Summary

I think I’m starting to see a trend here. I wonder what it could possibly be…

the man on the bridge, i knew him