Wedding AU In This Upcoming Issue Of WHIRL Magazine, We Have The Exclusive Wedding Photos Of Pittsburgh

Wedding AU — “In this upcoming issue of WHIRL Magazine, we have the exclusive wedding photos of Pittsburgh Penguins’ superstars, Sidney Crosby and Evgeni Malkin! Crosby and Malkin have been dating for several years before finally tying the knot in front of friends, family, former teammates, and current teammates. While the ceremony was very formal and elegant, the reception was filled with fun and laughter and included endless selfies, penguin-themed decorations, and a Stanley Cup cake to match the one they won this past season!”

Bennguin #4 awkwardly walking in in someone crying from your prompt list

Jamie pauses outside the bathroom. He can hear…something. A noise that doesn’t sound like any usual bathroom deal and doesn’t sound like sex, which are sort of the two things Jamie expects to be happening the bathroom at a house party. 

“Um.” He knocks. “Everything okay in there?” 

There’s a sound, then the door opens, and Jamie pulls up short. He doesn’t know what he thinks he expected, but it wasn’t a red-eyed Tyler Seguin, clearly a little drunk and also sniffling a little. 

“I thought it was you,” he tells Jamie, like that’s something they say, and then grabs Jamie’s shirt and tugs. Jamie’s too surprised to do anything but stumble into the bathroom after him. 

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I know you mentioned making more fic rec lists but off the top of your head what are your very fave fics?

this list is genuinely just the first things that came to mind. there are other fics out there that i absolutely love and enjoy, but these stand out in my memory for one reason or another.

Out of play, out of competition by thenorthfaceaka: the wilso/latts bachelor!au that i love to death and cannot reccomend enough to everyone and is 140k of the good kind of pining and slowburn friends to lovers content that we all need

The Washington royals by screamlethonestly magic. backstrom/ovechkin arranged marriage!au royalty!au in which they both still play hockey and i love it. 

earthquake weather by delightfulalotbennguin rule!63 in which jamie and tyler try to make a long distance relationship work. warning for angst but it gets resolved and is over all a delightful piece of work.

Burn Our Fingers and Change Our Names by Linskyor the one in which tyler seguin is a werewolf and doesn’t know it and it’s fucking hilarious (and full of pining). werewolfau a/b/o bennguin

A Good Education by rsadellebrioux, post-retirement-didn’t-get-bought-out!danny fic in which danny goes to college and navigates his relationship with Claude as it becomes something more than he ever wanted to think it could. good shit.

that girl is a goddamn problem by wonthetradeMcEichel rule63!au series in which most things are the same but Jack Eichel is a girl and she and Connor McDavid do a lot of hate fucking turned friends turned lovers. really good. i’ve read it like three times and i would honestly go back and read it again right now despite my last re-read being three days ago.

as long as it’s about me by Anonymousmarnthews hate fucking to lovers? auston hates the media forcing mitch’s friendship on him. anyway i love it. 

King and Lionheart by thehoydenLook, this fic is on everyone’s sidgeno rec lists for a reason. it’s a lovely fic of some beautifully worked tropes and even though i’ve gone off the pairing lately, I can’t not include it on this list. marriage of convenience!au 

If Heaven’s Hypothetical by impertinence and shoemaster jeff skinner is a homeless runaway who somehow ended up serving eggs to eric staal in a carolina diner. this fic is so super good and is what really got me into this ship.

Summer Brave; Winter Bare by derryderrydownum. tomas hertl/jaromir jagr soulmate!au? 

Bad Press by marycontrairebrioux, danny and claude’s relationship gets accidentally outed on instagram by one of danny’s kids. everyone is super supportive of them. which would be great- if they hadn’t broken up when danny went to montreal. would read could read a hundred thousand times. claude is a great step mom.

hockey!sid going to the local farmer's market to see tall russian man selling thick, ripe bananas (and other fruits, but sid zeroes on the bananas of course), but he has to know if it is organic?? so he half questions, half flirts the merchant and finds out he's as charming as his well-grown, locally-sourced produce. "when winter come i save best chard and asparagus for sidney crosby," the vendor said. "want to give best food for best hockey for best city."

it goes a little like this - Geno hears a faint, “No, no, I can’t do this–”

“Why?” The guy sounds incredulous. “Come on, we made it this far, go get him.”

“No, I didn’t think this through.” It’s Sidney’s voice, and he sounds completely panicked. “He–He’s going to hate me, and then I can’t buy asparagus from him anymore–”

“Just ask him out!” Sidney’s friend urges, and Geno’s heart skips a beat and falls in the next second as Sidney immediately hisses, “No way! I mean–I–well, look at him!”

Well. That’s a confidence killer. He hadn’t ever thought Sidney to be mean, but–

“Excuse me,” an old woman asks from the carrots. “How much are these?” The price sign is literally two inches away from her hand, but Geno doesn’t have the heart to point it out.

“Two dollars a bunch,” Geno says, trying to not sound sullen. 

“What’s wrong with him?” Geno hears Sidney’s friend again. “I’m looking–”

“Don’t–” Sidney makes another distressed sound, trying to stand discreetly behind his friend. “Tanger, no, he’s–he’s out of my league, I can’t–”

Out of his league? Geno blinks, then feels his own chest swell with uncertain hope. 

“Go talk about the weather and romance him, Sid,” Tanger says. “If I have to listen to you talk about how you want him to make love to you in his barn–”

“I didn’t say that! He doesn’t have a barn, I think!” Sidney yelps, as Geno coughs to hide how red his face is turning. “Tanger, this was a bad idea, I need to think of a better–”

“Hi,” someone says–it’s a kid, eyes bright as he holds out his hand to shake. He’s probably in his early twenties, but nowadays, everyone feels like a kid to Geno. “I’m Jake. You single?”

Geno huffs out a surprised laugh. “Think I’m too old for you.”

“Oh, no, I’m asking for my Captain. Sidney, over there? He buys asparagus from you.”

“I know,” Geno says, voice turning soft. “Best hockey player in the world, who not know?”

“He’s still freaking out with Tanger about asking you on a date. You wanna go on a date with him?”

“You sure he want go on a date?” Geno purses his lips. “This isn’t for, like, prank? Like for TV?”

“God, no. Look, if you don’t want to, could you do me a favor and like, let him down gently? He’s really head over heels for you. There’s so much asparagus in his fridge at this point because he keeps trying to come up with pick up lines for you but he chickens out at the last second.” 

Geno glances back at Sidney, who looks like he’s still arguing with Tanger. Then he makes a decision. “Hey, Sid!” he calls.

Sidney startles and turns his head so fast towards Geno, Geno’s almost afraid Sidney might’ve twisted something. “I–oh! Hi! Geno, hi! Just…just looking at these uh–” He picks up the closest thing, an especially unfortunately-shaped eggplant. “This. Yep. Really nice. They’re, uh, really fresh.”

Jake wasn’t kidding, Geno thinks. Sidney is really bad at this. But nonetheless, it’s making Geno’s heart flip twice over. “Sid, come talk here one second, if you not busy?”

“I’m not!” Sidney zips over so fast, Tanger completely forgotten. He joins Geno a few feet away from the stand, near the truck. “Hi, G,” he says, in this wonderfully earnest tone. “What’s up?”

“You wanna get dinner? Tonight? I know this place, lots of veggies, you probably like. Or maybe I cook, figure out some way to use all that asparagus.”

Sidney’s cheeks dusts with pink. “Oh my God, how did–”

He goes out on a limb and reaches out for Sidney’s wrist, rubbing at it with his thumb when Sidney doesn’t pull away. In fact, Sidney almost seems hypnotized as he steps closer. Close enough for Geno to see just how thick his lashes are. 

“You already so cute and funny, don’t have to buy all that asparagus to talk to me. I’m worth like, five asparagus, max.”

“You’re worth fifty bunches, man. Fuck, I bought so much, I don’t know what to do with them,” Sidney says, then backtracks in confusion as he bursts out in this helpless giggle. “What are we even saying?”

“I don’t know.” He loves how infectious Sidney’s joy is; he can barely keep from grinning as his hand slides from Sidney’s wrist to grasping at Sidney’s fingers. “So. You let me make you dinner?”

“I’d let you make me breakfast,” Sidney says, then freezes as he realizes the implication. “Oh, my God, I’m sorry, I don’t know why I–”

“If you good, I make breakfast too.”

He tries to not relish how good it feels when Sidney’s face becomes positively scarlet.

-

(“Breakfast in bed,” Sidney murmurs, still groggy.

“Well. You really not joke about too much asparagus,” Geno tells him, setting the omelet aside in favor of kissing Sidney’s bare neck.

“So. Fucking. Much.” Sidney opens the covers just a smidge, enough for Geno to happily slide back in.)

Under contract part 5

PART1, PART 2, PART 3, PART 4.

The moodboard is created by @zhenya71​, you should also check out this amazing cover for this fic. My lovely (and super quick) beta is werebear. Thank you!

I’m sorry it’s taken me a while to finish this chapter. Your comments and love have made things better. I really appreciate your response to this fic. This chapter is around 3,4k words. No PKane, A bit of angst, though.

It’s been four weeks and Sidney is doing great. He’s been closing more clients than the past three months before the weekend conference. He’s doing great, because he spends more time in his office than he has since he was an associate.

He only thinks about Geno when he has time to himself, or when he’s been out drinking.

So he avoids both. It’s easy.

He’s doing great.

Well, up until Sully ambushes him at the coffee machine at 11:30 p.m. on a Wednesday and Sidney is beyond frustrated, because one of his clients keep doing the exact opposite of what he tells them to do.

“We’re hosting a dinner party next Friday. Kate wants to know if you and Geno would like to come?”

“Sure,” Sidney says, before he realizes what he’s responding to.

“I’ve been worried about you,” Sully says and removes Sidney’s coffee mug from the machine. Sidney hasn’t even notices that it’s stopped brewing. “You’re here when I come in for work, and you’re still here when I leave.”

“That’s because I work more hours than you,” he points out. Sully always takes one or two meetings with clients before he comes into the office, and he likes to go home in time for dinner with his wife, except for tonight, that is. Sully is a senior partner. He doesn’t have to prove himself.

“I’ve checked your tag logs, Sid.” Sully shakes his head. “You’re here at five-thirty in the morning, and you don’t leave until after midnight.”

Sidney holds his mug in his hands until his palms hurt from the heat. “Why would you look that up?”

“Because I’m worried. Because I knew something was up and I had to get my facts straight before I came to talk to you. Because I asked you just now, and you lie to me and pretend like you’re just working long days, and not like your life only consist of work.”

Sidney sighs. “I’m sorry.”

“I thought you and Geno had broken up, but now you just agreed to come to dinner next week.”

Fuck.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

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Part I

Sidney unconsciously held Lyosha a little tighter as they neared customs. He was dragging his feet; every inch closer to the exits was another inch closer to his empty little apartment in Laval. He would have offered for Geno to stay there, and then maybe it wouldn’t have felt so empty, but Geno mentioned on the plane that had already rented a place in Montréal. He had talked about how excited he was to finally see it…and Sid had tried not to feel disappointed about how far away it was from his own apartment. It was all pointless, really. No matter how much they looked like a family standing in this line, Sidney had to constantly remind himself that he’d only known these people for a few hours.

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