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SidGeno Top Gun AU!

I’m setting this in the 80’s when the movie came out, because I loved the F-14 TOMCATs and ignore the fact that Canada only has 100 combat aircraft compared to the armed to the TEETH Americans (3,000+) and Russia (1900+)

ALSO JUST REALLY IGNORE THE FACT THAT THE MiGs IN THE MOVIE WERE ESSENTIALLY THE RUSSIANS BECAUSE WE WERE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE COLD WAR AND JUST ACCEPT THAT RUSSIAN ISN’T HAPPY WITH GENO AND OVI DEFLECTING AND SERVING THE US NAVY.

Some other pilot pairings are HORNY/HAG(SWEDEN), TANGER/DUMO(CANADA), JUICE/ROLLI(FINLAND) and whatever pairings you’d like.

In a Joint Operation of friendship and international relation, the TOP GUN Flight School has opened up its doors to the best fighter pilots in the world, from every conceivable nation large enough to have an Air Force. (Except Russia, please read block letters above). Only accepting the top 1% from each nation, 12 weeks of the best flight training the US can offer, and a chance to return after as an instructor.

Canada is sending their best; LT Sidney Crosby. Callsign CREATURE (aptly and jokingly by his fellow Lieutenant Army who joked about his ass being unable to fit into the standard issue flight suits). Impossibly young, but so talented behind the joystick of an F-14. His RIO is LT Marc-Andre Fleury, callsign FLOWER. The calmer but ultimately more spirited partner in the back seat.

They’ve served together for a long time, when Sid was fresh out of flight school and Flower finally being assigned to the forward base compared to the reserve base he was relegated to, as he had no pilot partner. They balance each other, with Sid’s aggressive and agile style of flying, and Flower’s ability to focus and really guide Sid to where he needs to be to fire off a missile.

They were flying a duo mission with DUPER and KUNI, when Duper froze up with a MiG behind him, thinking desperately of his family and four children. Sid and Flower came in and guided them back in to base, and going back out to do the Zero G invert over the MiG, and Flower taking a damn polaroid and Sid flicking them off. Duper turns in his wings. CAG (Commander) Lemiux lectures them for their recklessness, but he sends them off to TOPGUN because he has to send their best, and that’s unfortunately them.

So everyone arrives at Miramar Air Station, in lovely and sunny San Diego, and Sid already hates it cause its hot, and Flower can only laugh and poke at him, reminding him that they somehow goofed their way into the top flight school in the world. They’re given a brief introduction by their commanding officer Sullivan, how the flight school was developed after the failures of Vietnam and Korea. They’re told about the Top Gun Trophy, which will be awarded to the highest graded pairs. They’re let loose in a flurry of classes and simulations, and a test flight at the end of each week.

Sid learns his problem is his aggressiveness. His desire to “win” so to speak, is dangerous, and he put himself into avoidably dangerous situations, occasionally being reckless and obtaining more damage than necessary. He’s missile locked by Sullivan in less than 5 minutes. On Flower’s insistence, they buzz the tower. Captain Dana Heinze leaves Sullivans office covered in coffee and sportingly angry. Sid and Flower are threatened with expulsion. At that they point they’re not worried about winning the trophy. At that point, they just want to graduate.

The students go out to bar, where Sid finds this tall and amazingly hot man standing at the bar, and can’t help but stare at him for most of the night. Flower of course is a perceptive man and after much cajoling and some drinking pushing, he steals the mic from the stage and makes Sid sing “That Loving Feeling” to the man with him. At the end, with all of the students joining in, and Sid breathlessly asking if he can buy him a drink the man says yes. He introduces himself as Eugene, a Russian expat working in nearby San Diego. They talk, and Eugene follows Sid into the bathroom, and does the thing where he walks past Flower who’s sitting at the bar with a beer and says “your friend magnificent”, as Sid ambles over, fussing with his dress whites. Flower immediately starts saying disbelievingly “non, non mon ami, non” as Sid’s smile grows.

Sid is in love.

At a certain lecture, concerning the capabilities of F-14s vs the MiGs, its announced that this section will be covered by a specialist knowledgeable in enemy aircraft, callsign GENO, and with a clack of heavy polished book saunters in Evgeni Malkin, the astrophysicist/one of the best pilots to come out of Russia, infamously deflecting from Russia in times such as this. His RIO Ovechkin, callsign EIGHT also came with him, and serves alongside him as a specialist.

Geno starts explaining the true capabilities of the MiG, saying that the MiGs have a problem with their inverted flight takes, unable to complete a negative G pushover.

Flower coughs, and elbows Sid.

Geno, recognizing Sid, smirks.

G - Excuse me, Lieutenant. Something wrong?

Squirming, Sid quietly answers

S - The data on the MiG is inaccurate.

G - How's that?

S - Well, I just happened to see a MiG- Sorry, Flower - We happened to see a MiG do a four G negative dive.

G - Where you see this?

Flower butts in, a goofy grin on his face.

F - That's classified. I could tell you, but then I'd have to kill you.

G - I have Top Secret clearance. The Pentagon see that I know more than you. So, where exactly were you?

S - We started up on his six when he pulled through the clouds. I went above him.

G - If you directly above him, how could you see?

S - Because I was inverted.

G - Bullshit.

F - No, he was, man. It was a really great move.

G - You were in four G inverted dive with MiG ?

S - Yes, sir.

G - At what range?

Sid looks at Flower.

S- About two metres?

F - I have a great Polaroid of it. It was a nice picture.

G - What were you doing?

S - Communicating. Keeping up foreign relations. I was, you know, giving him the bird.

F - You know, the finger.

Flower flick Geno off.

G - I know finger.

F - I hate it when it does that. I'm sorry.

Geno can only smile indulgently.

- So you the one?

When Sullivan calls everyone off for flight time, Sid can only bashfully put on his aviators and smile at Geno, who looks back at his with his but hands in his flight suit pockets and an intense look in his eye.

Theres a certain simulation where Sid, in an act of recklessness, flies under the hard deck, a good hundred feet from the ground to gain an advantage on Geno, and as a result, is later cornered by Geno himself, unwillingly impressed by his flying skills but absolutely furious that he would put a billion dollar machine that close to wrecking just to win. He tells Sid he is dangerous, and not in a good way.

Cue the volleyball scene, via the Pens In the Room footage with shirtless Horny and Sid with his tiny blue swim trunks, him and Flower playing against Horny and Hags, and Tanger and Dumo, just gratuitous shiny chests and unnecessarily diving for the ball. At one point Geno and Ovi wander over, and play against Sid and Flower, who had been previously winning. Geno and Ovi shout at each other in Russian, and Flower and Sid in French, leaving the somewhat confused American, Swedish, and various other students to simply just laugh and watch. At one point Horny suggests they switch partners cause nobody can understand them, so Sid ends up paired with Geno to somewhat even out the height. They make a fantastic team, just absolutely thrashing Flower and Ovi, and with the final spike from Geno, Sid leaps up and hugs Geno, wrapping his arms and legs around him until they topple over into the sand.

Sid can only stare and turn red as he ends up straddling Geno, with Genos hands wrapped around his waist. He’s quickly tacked off by Flower into a mock wrestle.

As the next 12 stretch by, Sid and Geno dance around each other, seeing each other during simulations and classroom, the moment in the elevator with Geno sweaty from the gym and Sid in his uniform, perhaps standing too close to one another as someone gets on. Geno invites him to dinner at his house, and they eat and talk until the morning hours. Vero visits with the girls, and Flower treats them to a lunch, and they sing “Great Balls of Fire” on the piano, with Vero shouting “Take me to bed or lose me forever” in French, with Flower responding with “Show me the way home, honey”. As Sid goes up to embarrass himself with Flower, Vero tells Geno about Sid, how young he was when he joined, what he had to push through because of his history (his father dying disgraced in a dogfight in Korea), and his talent and skill.

Geno takes Sid on his motorcycle around San Diego, and haloed by the sunset over the water, Sid asks Geno the same thing.

[Insert gratuitous sex scene with Sid moaning with his legs spread, bites and hickeys all over his neck, his nipples teased and erect and pinched between Geno’s fingers as he gently thrusts into Sid, murmuring endearments in Russian.]

Two weeks to Graduation, and Sid and Flower are in the lead for the Top Gun Trophy. But the sad part where during a simulation where Sid flies through the jet wash of Sullivan’s jet, and their engines start failing and they end up in a tailspin over the Pacific, and when they try to eject, Flower ejects into the glass canopy and Sid can only cry out as he watches him fall slowly into the sea, his parachute partially ejected. He cries as he holds him in his lap as they float. EVAC flying over and tells him he’s got to let him go. He watches despondently as Flower is lifted up into the helicopter.

Sullivan tells him that it wasn’t his fault, even is Sid feels like it was. He misses Flower. He was his RIO. His responsibility.

Under a disciplinary hearing, it was determined the spin was induced by the disruption of air flow into the starboard engine which stalled the engine, which produced enough yaw rate to induce a spin It was unrecoverable. There was no way Lieutenant Crosby could see or avoid the jetwash. The Board of Inquiry finds that he was not at fault in the accident.

But Sid finds himself unable to get back in the groove. He’s scared. Like Duper was when they were flying all off those weeks ago. He gets paired up with Phil Kessel, an American RIO, and they just don’t work well together. After a shitty simulation, where Geno and Ovi got them missile locked within 5 minutes, Sid is fuming. Phil, unhappy with Sid’s unwillingness to engage, lectures “We could have had them. HEY! WE COULD HAVE HAD THEM!”

Sid loses it and grabs Phil by the collar and shakes him. “I’ll fire when I’m goddamn good and ready. You got that??”

Later, Sullivan gets a call from Tanger. Sid just quit.

Geno finds Sid at the local airport, waiting for a flight back to Cole Harbor with no ticket. Geno tells him it wasn’t his fault. He tells him when he first met Sid he was so eager and happy to learn. Sid coldly tells him if he wanted help he would have asked. Geno turns to leave.

“You didn’t learn a damn thing did you. Except to quit. You’ve got that maneuver down real well”

Sid doesn’t end up buying a ticket.

What he does end up doing is going to Sullivans house. And they talk. And Sullivan reveals top secret information - that he flew with Troy Crosby in Korea. That Troy didn’t disregard orders and disappear. That Troy went back behind enemy lines, damaged and aircraft failing, to buy time for three other crafts, including Sully, could return. He died a hero. Sullivan asks Sid if that’s why he files like he’s trying to prove something.

Sully - Whats on your mind?

Sid - My options, sir.

Sully - Simple. You’ve acquired enough points to show up tomorrow and graduate with your class. Or you could quit. There’ll be no disgrace. That spin was hell.

Sid - So you think I should quit?

Sully - I didn’t say that. You feel responsible for Flower. And you have a confidence problem. I won’t blow sunshine up your ass. A good pilot is compelled to evaluate what’s happened - and apply what he’s learned. Up there, we’ve got to push it. That’s our job. Its your option lieutenant.

Sid returns in time for graduation to watch Tanger and Dumo lift the trophy. They congratulate each other, but go quiet when Sullivan approaches them, with Geno and Ovi by his side. He apologizes for breaking up the party, but advises that some have to leave immediately, handing out their orders. Sullivan personally hands Sid his order, and says to him that if he needs a RIO, to give him a call. Sid nods. They depart. But only after Geno gives Sid a look of longing, but reassurance as he turns away.

The SS Layton has become disabled and has wandered into foreign territory. A rescue operation will soon begin. Your mission is to give it air support. There are MiGs in the area. If you witness a hostile act, return fire. They carry the Exocet anti-ship missile. They can fire it from 25 miles away. This is the real thing. This is what you've been trained for.

Sid, when returned to base in Canada, gets Kuni assigned to him as his RIO, and Sid already feels better about the familiarity. They are assigned as backup to Tanger and Dumo, as they launch and engage 6 enemy fighters. Tanger and Dumo take some heavy hits, so Sid and Kuni arrive to drive off the attacks. It’s a tremulous fight, Sid having to make some fancy maneuvers to evade. When it comes to a point where the last bogey is on their tail and missile locked, and Sid is this close to disengaging, out of the cloud cover pops out an American aircraft, who targets the last bogey and obliterates them.

They return to base victorious, the ground crews screaming and cheering, as Sid and Kuni climb out, screaming and hugging. They get attacked by Tanger and Dumo, a little wet as they had went down after their last bogey, more hugs and exclamations, until the crew from the American craft fight their way through the crowd.

Ironically they’re not American at all.

“You!” Geno shouts, his helmet grasped in one fist, his broad shoulders filling out his flight suit distractingly for Sid, and Ovechkin tailing behind with the goofiest look on his face.

“You still dangerous.” He growls, getting right infant of Sid, towering over him, almost chest to chest.

His face softens into fondness however. “But you can be wingman anytime.”

Sid laughs and shakes his head.

“Bullshit. You can be mine”. He grabs Geno by the neck and pulls him down to kiss him.

The ground crew cheers even louder.

In the end, when Commander Lemiux asks Sid where he wants to be stationed next, Sid says he wants to be an instructor.

“Top Gun?”

“Yes, sir”

“Que Dieu nous aide (God Help Us)”.

Cue happy ending where Sid and Geno are sitting on the wings of a F-14 overlooking the Pacific Ocean, Sid nestled in Geno’s lap, lazily kissing as the sun sets.

#sidgeno #hockey rpf #ive got to stop listening to Danger Zone on the highway cause i start to get excited and go too fast #thank you spotify playlist #this is one of my favorite movies #nsfw

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techgoddessdeluxe18 · 4 years ago

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Bruises

Frequently, reddish elliptic purpuric macules occurring on the palatal skin near the junction between the hard and the soft part of the palate. This condition may be the result from oral sexual practices, when the repeated bumping of the male organ traumatizes on the soft tissue this region. In such a case the lesion disappears within 2 or 3 days, only to return again when the act is recur (Giansanti et al., 1975).

Geno is waiting for Sid to come back home from his dentist appointment. Sid comes in from the front door, with a funny smile on his mouth and vaguely blushing. Geno asks what’s so funny.

Sid was in the dentist chair, another one of his regular appointments to make sure his implants and jaw were still healthy and not rejecting anything, when the doctor offhandedly asks if he’s been having oral sex.

Sid startles at that, and unwilling to admit he went a little hard last night taking his boyfriends dick so far into his throat he still felt hoarse that morning, asks the dentist what gave him that idea.

“Well you’ve got a bruise on the palatial skin portion of your pallete”

And he awkwardly stutters out an excuse about a party and a hotdog and Flower, but he knows the dentist isn’t believing a word of it.

Geno just throws his head back and laughs, while Sid can only grin and walk over to straddle his Russian goofball.

Geno remembers the night before, laying on the middle of the bed with Sid kneeling and his elbows bracketing Genos hips as he sucks down his cock, slick noises and little moans coming from Sid as he glances up from time to time, his eyes wide and just slightly wet as he takes Genos dick further into his throat, wiggling his head to get further down, then just hammering away for a good 10 seconds, Genos hands flying to grip Sid by the short hair on his head to pull him away before he comes.

“Hey, keep laughing and you’ll get a weird bruise in strange places” Sid chortles, his hands running tenderly through Genos hair.

Geno smirks and says “look foward to it” as he gently kisses Sid.

#sidgeno #evgeni malkin #sidney crosby #hockey rpf

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techgoddessdeluxe18 · 5 years ago

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Stop Fucking Up My Dream Firefighter AUs with Incorrect Research - A Long Rant

As a proud veteran of the fan fiction gang (what up 2011 fanfiction.net, pre porn banned Tumblr and 9 years deep into AO3) and an actual volunteer firefighter

(Im not kidding we had a call to get a cat out a drain and this kid and his friends who had called it in were standing nearby and the kid had the Homunculus symbol from FMAB drawn on his hand and I asked him if he watched the show and he just look at me in awe that a firefighter could even fathom anime.)

I have a SLIGHT problem when wanting to read Firefighter AUs. The writers tend to get the vibe right, the steamy romance, the unhygienic sex in the fire engines, etcetera. But the basic info is almost always jarringly wrong, and its sort of painful to read through.

So here is a incredibly basic breakdown of what you need to know when writing a Firefighter AU.

Paid vs Volunteer Company

In America, Canada, and most suburban and rural areas, depending on how wealthy your town is, are volunteer companies. Local families and people who have been serving for generations dedicate their time and lives to serve their community. They’re small, so they might have old but well cared for rigs (fire truck, engine, rigs are just easier to call them). Theres usually one Chief, an Assistant Chief, 2 Captains, 2 Lieutenants, and the firefighters underneath them. They work in conjunction with the surrounding companies when responding to a call.

Depending on how wealthy the town is, they might have paid or combination companies. My town was rich enough to fully staff 30 stations, but allowed volunteers to run with them as well.

Major and even minor cities, are mainly paid companies. Theres just too many people in small spaces and incidents tend to multiply in cities. The command structure is similar to the volunteer company, however they don’t have individual chiefs, they have 1 Battalion Chief that responds for the whole city, like for a big structure fire they would assume command from the commanding officer on scene.

Getting Dispatched

In every county, city, province, there is a small office building with lovely people called the Dispatch Center. People call the country’s emergency number (North America - 911), dispatch takes your information, and says over county radio

The box number (like say its Company 12, so Box 12-3 would be the north side of town, 12-7 would be the south, 12-10 would be the river, or something like that)

The Incident: Most common but not limited to:

Possible or Working Structure Fire,

Fire Investigation,

Fire Alarm (most common and so annoying at 3 AM)

Vehicle Fire (classified by size, like car, van, tractor trailer)

Traffic Accident (Accident w/ injuries, Multi Car pileup, Rollover, Accident with entrapment (stuck but not hurt), Accident with confinement (literally crushed in with the car)

Less exciting ones like Gas Leaks, Carbon Monoxide Alarms, Electrical Hazards, Cats stuck in trees

Medical calls - depending on the company, but mostly Cardiac Arrests, Stroke, Lift Assists (helping old people who fall in their tubs), possible pregnancies?

The most common are fire alarms. Pain in the butts and are usually nothing, but you always have to be prepared for something to go wrong. For some reason Structure Fires and Cardiac Arrests come in batches, so like 2 weeks of like nonstop action, then like a month of boring fire alarms.

The basic rigs are

Engine (water suppression, 500-gallon tank)

Rescue (Rapid Intervention, vehicle accidents and technical rescue)

Ladder (single 90'-110' ladder),

Tower (Ladder with bucket at the end)

Some cities allow combinations such as a Quint, a ladder truck with a tank in it. Most of the time, for most incidents, its 1 Engine and 1 Rescue or Truck or Ladder. The Engine is the constant. For any incident you may write, there should be more engines than anything else, but for a basic fire, 3 engines, 2 Ladder or Truck, and 2 Rescues are good.

For accidents, usually 1 Engine and a Rescue

What to Wear?

All of your gear is in your locker in the Apparatus Bay, in lockers with your name on them. Gear is heavy, about 30 lbs. This is the order they go on, should be dressed and zipped and on the rig in less than a minute and a half (yes we’re tested on that)

1. Boots and Bunker Pants

Your bunker pants are tucked into your boots and they have grips, so tug them on and get your pants up over whatever clothes you have underneath. Suspenders on, though some people don’t use them.

2. Nomex Hood

It looks like a dark colored balaclava, but its soft, stretchy, and thick material, it goes over your head and then pushed back off so it sits around your neck. VERY IMPORTANT, WILL KEEP YOU FROM GETTING BURNED TOO BAD.

3. Jacket

Swing it up and over your shoulders and get your hands into the wristlets. Fire gloves will either be in the pockets or strapped to the front (I perfer strapped its easier to grab and put on)

4. Helmet

This is where OP can get creative because almost all helmets are very personalized, whether with cameras or flashlights or stickers or special handmade leather fronts with the Company number and firefighter name. (Mine has a chinese idiom that translates to water and fire have no mercy, cause im half Chinese)

Going on the Call

So to wrap up this very long post, going on each call is always different. No two are the same. The fire alarms are boring and tedious. The structure fires are fun and exciting and adrenaline rush, but just be aware that there is an entire room on fire and its 1400F degrees and its just you and a hose and you breathing heavily through your airpack. Its scary but walking out of it after is such an invigorating feeling. Your camaraderie with your crew will never be stronger than in that moment. Vehicle accidents are the same, just you and the spreaders (Jaws of Life), and praying that the patient inside is still breathing and conscious. Lastly, for medical calls, never underestimate the capacity of human grief. Cardiac arrests almost never seem to work. Its always very sobering to leave, but you did what you could.

In the end, firefighters are human. We are not epic heros like people like to believe. We enjoy what we do, helping others. We cherish the time we have.

THANK YOU FOR COMING TO MY RANT IF YOU HAVE ANY QUESTIONS FEEL FREE TO ASK ANYTIME ANYTHING

#fireman #fanfic #fanfiction #firefighter au #fic help #fandom #sidgeno #destiel

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techgoddessdeluxe18 · 5 years ago

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Sidgeno Prison AU!

How do feel about a prison AU? May seem sort of crude and definitely dubious consent, but it is two consenting adults in a difficult situation and it resolves onto a companionable if not a romantic relationship later on. Sid is wrongly accused of a crime, as minimal as like tax evasion or like a full on MURDER, and he’s like oh shit oh shit as they ship him off to a high security prison, and he knows damn well he’s in trouble when he pulls on that jumpsuit, because knowing his shit luck his ass is gonna look fantastic in it.

He’s so scared and worried and wondering “how the hell am I going to survive this without getting beaten up or unmolested” but he played hockey he knows how to hold his ground for a bit. Flower is his roomie, in for like grand theft auto from a business tycoon asshole, and quietly sits with him during meal times and in the Yard, staying as unnoticeable as possible.

He would try and get on the good side of everyone, volunteering for like the lunch line and doling out food mush and like someone bumps into him and makes him drop the spoon into the food, splashing onto Geno, the big tatted Russian who Sid is REALLY sure is part of the Russian Mafia.

Geno grabs him by the collar, shaking him and yelling in Russian until he gets a good look at Sid’s face, a slow gaze over his wide eyes, his trembling lips, and he purposely pulls Sid so he’s leaning over the food, and takes a long look at his arched back and ass, as Sid tries to keep himself from toppling over.

“You come to me tonight” Geno rumbles, with a final shake he lets Sid go. Later that night, nearing lights out and the guards making their final rounds, Sid is freaking out to Flower, “Jesus Christ what the hell have I gotten into I’m going to be raped by the Russian” but he knows there’s not much he can do, and Flower knows he can’t do anything either, trying to reassure Sid that Geno isn’t the worst one to single out Sid. That Geno has pull with the guards and will keep him safe.

Sid, with a guard escort, is walked over to a large cell, with four bunks and a smattering of beady eyed Russians who watch him back himself into a corner when the guard locks the cell and leaves. Refusing to make eye contact with anyone, Sid finds himself staring at one of the beds, where Geno’s right hand man, Alex, has a blond, Nicky, riding him and whimpering quietly, his arms held behind his back as Alex growls in Russian.

Geno notices Sid staring. He doesn’t say anything and simply grabs Sid out of his corner and onto a bed, throwing him onto it face first, roughly grabbing his jumpsuit and ripping it off his shoulders and down past his hips, leaving Sid unable to move his legs. Sid is freaking out meanwhile, and sort of mentally preparing himself for the inevitable pain, his asscheeks grabs and spanked, roughly spread apart.

What he doesn’t expect is a low grown from Geno and for his face to suddenly snuggle into his ass, tongue ferociously licking his hole. Sid is wildly torn between hating the situation and just being completely aroused, the dexterous tongue, quickly being replaced by big thick fingers, squirting lube in between his crack, stretching and filling him up so much. He lets out small breathy moans and Geno likes it a lot, fingers going deeper and wider and his tongue just laving all over his ass.

Geno suddenly flips Sid over so his head is hanging off the shitty bed and his knees pushed wide open so he’s practically bent in half, as a large thick cock is pushed right in. Sid can only moan loudly at the stretch, and at the sight of Nicky on his knees, sucking Alex off with his cheeks hollowed making eye contact with Sid from the other side of the cell.

Geno grabs Sid’s chin telling him “no, look at me” and just goes to town on him, long hard strokes, hard enough to slide him almost off the bed. Sid is so hard he might just come without Geno touching him. Just the looming frame of such a big man, arms and chest covered in rough prison tattoos, in Cyrillic and like Madonna and Child tattooed over his heart (Nickys the tattoo artist for most of them)

Geno is blown away by this gorgeous man, who clearly doesn’t seem to be the type to be in prison, blushing red and no small amount of panicked but pleasure able tears, and his plump mouth open gasping for air, his huge thighs pushed wide and flexing with every thrust. He REALLY loves the plush ass he keeps thrusting into, a meaty slap every time he thrusts deep enough for the man to close his eyes and scream in pleasure. Sid comes without a hand on him but with an all consuming kiss from Geno.

Over time, Sid understands the sort of protection Geno and his crew of Russians provide, and if that means it keep the really crazy prisoners away from him and actually point blank murdering him (a week into his sentence he witnessed a group kill a man in broad daylight in the middle of the Yard for looking at them wrong) so if that means he sits on Genos lap during meal times, and blowing him in public in the Yard with other nasty men watching in jealousy as he chokes on Genos dick, tears leaking from his eyes but he keeps pushing on until Geno comes on his face, and making him lick it up.

Nicky and Flower are supportive, Nicky being in the same sort of situation as Sid, talk to him often and keep him in a right mind. Sid tells them that he never committed the crime he was framed for, and hopes that he will be acquitted soon. Flower jokes to him that he is the most protected person in this prison, and hopes that Geno can keep Flower alive long enough for him to do his time and go back to Vero. Sid finds himself not entirely shocked that Nicky is a hitman for the Swedish Mafia, though Sid wonders where his loyalties lie when he add another eagle tattoo to Alex while sitting on his dick, Alex’s hand roughly palming his ass cheeks and biting Nickys shoulder, murmuring praises in a low voice.

Sid finds a friendship of sorts with Geno, amongst the sexual posturing and possession. They both had dreams of playing hockey, of traveling the world, but Sid was dragged into corporate mediocrity due to injuries, and Geno was never able to escape the clutches of the Mafia in his hometown. At night, when doors are locked and lights are off, laying on their sides, Geno holding Sids thigh in one had and teasing a pink nipple with the other, Geno will murmur how beautiful Sid is, how good he is taking him, thrusting gently into Sid, praising his high whining noises, just whispering “I’ll take care of you, Sid”. Sid dose t understand a word of the Russian spoken to him, but he senses the tone, and turns his head so he can gently kiss Geno, rolling back into his thrusts. They come together in a whisper of each others names.

Eventually Sids lawyers are able to prove his innocence, and he is released after a few months. Sid is happy to go back to his life, but he is upset over leaving behind the people he had met, especially Geno who is watching with piercing eyes from the fence of the Yard as Sid climbs onto the bus that will take him back to the city. Sid wonders if he will ever see Geno again.

#sidgeno #sidney crosby #Evgeni Malkin #alex ovechkin #nicklas bäckström #prison au #hockey rpf #nsfw

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techgoddessdeluxe18 · 5 years ago

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Tik Tok Couples Challenges - Sidgeno Version

So one can assume Sidney “what is a smartphone” Crosby has stayed far FAR away from social media and the like.

HOWEVER

A 4 hour binge on Tik Tok watching the really adorable couples challenges has led me down this rabbit hole. Lets just imagine, maybe Sid and Geno are retired and happy, maybe they’re just secretly doing these videos and never posting them, but something along those lines.

Most of these will be from Geno, some will be from Sid. Geno seems like the type to do these over the top funny ones, but like Sid does the secret sexy ones.

Full name (Geno Cam)

“Sidney, grab me apple juice please!” Geno plaintively yells from the living room, the camera pointed at the arch to the kitchen.

“Sidney?” An adorable, sleepy bleary, fluffy hair, but ultimately confused head pokes out. The tone of his voice sounds a little worried, perhaps a little upset. The glass of aforementioned juice hovers just out of sight.

“Did I do something wrong?” Sid says, as he slowly strolls over to his boyfriend, who is trying not to burst out in guffaws.

“You’ve go so many nicknames for me - baby, sweetheart, lyubov, Sidka, Sidnushka. Did I do something wrong?” Sid is working himself to being properly upset now, a solid pout pursing his lips.

Geno can only give up the farce and kiss the pout sweetly off of his husbands face.

OR ALTERNATIVELY

“SID. You never call Evgeni. WHat did i doooo??? WHy not Zhenya? No Geno? G? Darling? Siiiiiddddd what i doooo???”

Wrestling (Sid Cam)

No dialogue, only the music playing in the video

The camera is angled to catch the bed, Sid with his back to the phone and Geno closest to the bed. Sid gently pushed Geno onto the bed. Theres the beginnings of a questioning look and a grin on Genos face as Sid crawls up over him on his knees, all sexy like and such.

The grin disappears very quickly when Sid moves to get a leg under him, stand up, smack his elbow, and fucking launch his 200 lb self in a flying wrestling move onto Geno.

I wanna dance with some body (Geno Cam)

Geno is coming back from a early morning grocery run on a weekend. When he pulls into the drive way, he can hear strains of I wanna dance with some body coming from inside the house. He can only whip out his phone for posterity reasons.

Opening the door, the only thing he sees is his dork of a husband dancing by himself in the foyer, bobbing his head and prancing around until he turns around and realizes he’s been caught, where therein he stops and starts begging Geno to stop filming, giggling all the while

Thanks For Cleaning My Seat (Sid Cam)

Theres really no prelude to it. Sid simply walks up to Geno with a baby wipe in hand.

“Here, wipe your face” Sid says.

“Why?” Geno asks, a dubious look on his face as he slowly starts swiping bits of his face; the tip of his nose, his cheeks, the corners of his mouth.

“Just wipe your face” Sid orders.

“Is dirty or something?” Geno questions, doing what Sid requests, really wiping everything down.

“Thanks for cleaning my seat” Sid drawls.

“Ooh”

The camera shows the quick withdrawal as Geno hustles after Sid to the bedroom.

Dropping towel (Geno Cam)

The camera is aimed in the froward position, watching Geno walk into Sid’s study, where he sits squinting at his laptop, working on something for his hockey school, maybe on a video chat.

Geno simply throws his towel off and onto the floor in front of Sid.

Geno laughs out loud at the incredulous look on Sid’s face, as he squeaks and turns violently red, quickly slams his laptop shut. Geno then has to spring away from his livid but aroused husband.

Texting something dirty in public (Sid Cam)

They’re in the locker room, maybe Sid was out IR, some menial injury. They had won that night, another complete shutout for Flower, so everyone was is high spirits.

Filming, Sid texts Geno “Baby, I want you to fuck me so hard they have to extend my return to play deadline”.

Sid can only muffle his laughter into his sleeve as he watches Geno pick up his phone, open the message, and see his eyebrows shoot up so they they nearly disappear into his hairline. He actually starts laughing out loud with his awful goose laughter as Geno catches the camera and starts wiggling his eyebrows and blowing loud wet kisses.

Everyone else is delighted and completely disgusted by this locker room romance.

Let me sit this ass on you

Ok this ones really hard to describe, but Sid sets up the camera on the ground, him in the foreground and Geno in the background on the couch watching something on TV. The song is Let me sit this ass on you and Sid starts on his knees and then does a really seductive slide to his hands, his big ass up in the air, back arched deeply. And on the On You bit, he bops his hips on the ground in time to the music, and sits back up to catch Genos expression.

Geno has meanwhile went from watching the TV to watching the glory that is his husbands ass do a sexy dance in front of him, and cannot close his mouth for how much his jaw dropped.

Suffocated between thighs

“Sidkaaaa, want to go bedddd” Geno moans, head tucked tightly between Sid’s thighs as they lay on the couch.

“Im not ready to go to bed” Sid giggles, tightening his grip on his husband until he groans.

The video cuts to Geno generally being squished between the luxurious muscle, managing to wriggle his head around and under a knee, gasping dramatically for air as Sid laughs.

#sidgeno #sidney crosby #Evgeni Malkin

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Someone really needs to write that Sid/Geno parent trap AU! I have read that blurb and now im obsessed, it's the story I didn't know I needed.

I know right!!!! I can only really write blurbs, I need those beautiful fandom goddesses that spend years writing those 50,000 word masterpieces. Thank you for liking the story!

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Humming 5+1

A Rimouski Coach, 2004

Its really quite early as Coach walks out of the locker room and office areas and into the rink of Colisée Financière Sun Life, the stadium finally returned to its empty and silent state after another sold out game the night before. The rink air was cold and brisk, but even at 6:30 in the morning it was surprisingly filled with an electric excitement. As Coach rounds the corner to where the visitors bench opened up, he could hear a quiet humming, some tuneless repetitive pop song that the boys seem to like on the radio before games. A fluffy dark haired head pops up from tying his skates. Crosby, number 87. The sensation from Nova Scotia.

Coach recognizes the tune of Gros zero by Yelo Melo as Crosby takes to the ice, skating laps and humming to himself. Coach quietly heads to his office, content to let the boy be by himself for a little longer.

Army, 2007 (Ignore that Perfect came out in 2009 I just really like the song)

The kid’s quiet, takes the chirping from the older guys with scrunched up eyes and a goofy lopsided smile, but he seems to be more comfortable with the team the longer the season goes on. Being his roommate for road trip games, they get comfortable living in each others pockets. He knows that Sid always takes a nap every day, so he takes the quiet time to watch Ellen without anyone chirping him. He knows that at nearly every hotel they go to, there will be a chocolate cake slice ordered and split between the two of them.

Army also know, that when Sid thinks he’s truly left alone, he will hum to himself, soft and sometimes a little off key, but Army figure that its his thing to do when he’s happy and content. When he comes back into the room after a mid morning workout on game day, Army holds the handle down on the door to let it close quietly as he hears Sid humming along to Perfect by Hedley, the shower beating a steady beat over him.

Kunitz, 2010, after Canada wins Gold at the Olympics

Chris can only laugh to himself after their Olympic gold win in the showers, where Sid is contently humming the Canadian national anthem to himself, sputtering a bit as he sticks his head under spray to rinse off, and resuming quietly as he strolls out, sans towel, sans any modicum of Victorian Era modesty he normally has.

Chris just chuckles to himself and puts his head under the spray as he hear cheering and cat calling from the locker room as their fearless leader honks out his goofy laugh.

Flower and Tanger, 2016, at Cranberry Training Facility

They’re heading out to the surprisingly freezing cold winter of Pittsburgh in December, bitching to each other in quiet Quebecois how they grew up in Canada, they should be able to handle the cold, maybe theyve gotten soft living in America, when they hear noise from behind a column of the parking garage, the one where Sid’s Range Rover is parked near.

Flower and Tanger pause. Then scoot to the nearest car and duck behind it to eaves drop a little more. They hear a low voice murmuring, and a familiar giggle. Some soft kissing noises, and Flower can’t help but wiggle his eyebrows at Tanger. Sids gettin some!

Darting glances around the car, they are shocked (or maybe not? They’ve probably been expecting it) as Geno emerges from behind the column, heading towards his little sportscar until he is reeled back behind the column by a hand on his scarf. Some more smooching noises can be heard.

Finally Geno meanders back to his car and drives out. Flower and Tanger remain hidden waiting for Sid to climb into his car and leave when they suddenly hear humming as their Mon Capitan emerges from his column, lips puffy from his snagging of Geno and cheeks red, whether from the cold or from his not very well tryst.

Strains of You Belong With Me by Taylor freaking Swift, what do you even listen to Sid, could be heard from the open window as Sid drives off. Flower and Tanger stand and dust off their knees as they chuckle and separate to their respective vehicles.

Geno, early 2006, and Present Day

Geno had first caught Sid humming to himself in the kitchen of the Arena, back when it was originally the Mellon Arena. It was a few months into their first season together, the debacle of who goes out last during a game solved just a few weeks ago. Geno found himself learning Sid’s particular rituals for game days. If he had timed himself correctly, he should have wandered in at the tail end of Sid consuming his peanut butter and jelly sandwich, mouth stuffed full and unable to speak as he chews. But Geno finds himself a few minutes earlier than he normally does.

He hears a quiet voice humming and Sid swaying from side to side as he retrieves the jar of jelly from the counter and slathers it onto his bread. Its a surprisingly in tune, as Geno has heard Sid try to sing and he can’t seem to get the notes right. But with humming he’s seems to be better as he transitions into humming more with a bop, Geno couldn’t tell you the name of the song but he could tell you that Sid would start wiggling his butt as he lifts his sandwich to his mouth.

Currently, Geno can only contently lean on the wall of their living room, watching his pregnant husband layed out on the couch, listening to his humming and occasional whispering to his round belly, rubbing his hands over the bump that was their baby.

+1 the kids

“Daddy, what are you humming?”

Sid freezes in his scrubbing of the mess that was their kitchen stove, as his husband, his son and baby girl who’s tucked up into Geno’s arms, poke their heads into the kitchen after playing outside after dinner.

“Ah-, its nothing…” Sid stammers, blushing for getting caught. Everyone knows he can’t sing, even his kids tell him to stop when he sings happy birthday for them. Humming was good enough for him, and for his mom. Trina would hum all the time when he was younger; folding his stinky hockey laundry, cooking dinner for him and Taylor, even just cuddling with Troy on Saturdays when they would all watch Hockey Night together.

Geno and the kids just smile warmly at him. They’ve all caught him humming at one point or another, and are just happy to sit by and listen.

Sometimes, I bet Sidney hums to himself. He’s not the best singer according to himself, but humming? He sounds rather nice. Geno and the kids catch him a lot when he’s cooking or cleaning up alone. They ask, and then he stops. He’s so bashful and embarrassed about it, but he picked it up from Trina who did it all the time. But he still does it. Just when no one is listening.

AWWWW i want a fic now. 5 times a teammate caught sidney humming +1 time someone did something about it (spoilers, it’s geno and he proposes in the kitchen)

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SidGeno Parent Trap AU!

Will someone please write this i stayed up till 1 aimlessly typing this, ive already fleshed it out for you pleaseee

So Sid and Geno played together as Rookies for the Penguins in the 2005-2009 seasons, lighting up the NHL world as they had done always, slowly finding love and happiness together (after the Me 3 years Super league convo, you saw how blushy Sid was), quietly getting married in an discreet court house somewhere in Pittsburgh, having blissfully unprotected sex before and after the 2009 Stanley Cup win, just happy and in love and their life and success was just beginning to blossom.

But Sid finds out that he’s been pregnant with twins for some time now, having been nearly 12 weeks pregnant already by the time the final round was played. Geno finds out that there are some legal issues from escaping the KHL in order to play for the Penguins, and so to settle some ruffled governmental feathers, it would be best if Geno went back to Russia to fulfill those duties. Sid is extremely worried about the awful timing of the pregnancy and the sheer amount of alcohol consumed during the Cup celebrations, and Geno is worried about Russia ever letting him out of the country, or worse; finding about his relationship with Sid.

They hole up in a remote corner of Canada for the off season, just trying to soak in the time they have together before Geno goes back to Russia. Days are spent going to doctors visits, holding hands as they walk around the lake, cuddling on the couch at night, Geno’s big hands rubbing Sid’s belly, little feet kicking as hard as they can, while Sid giggles and twists round to kiss Geno.

Sid safely delivers the babies, two identical adorable boys, who have thankfully have not had birth defects as Sid was fearing, and so the rest of the off season is spent trying to decide what to do, how they could go back to their respective corners of the world and try to raise their kids. They agree to split the kids, and keep silent on where they came from.

Geno returns to Russia with a little baby boy, who will mostly be taken care of by his mother and father. Sid does the same, heading back to Cole Harbor more often than he would during the season, always glued to his phone and even taking phone calls from his mother on game days.

So then the actual story goes, 16 year old Daniel Patrick Crosby and Dimitri Evgenevich Malkin meet at Worlds to play for their respective countries, and like a random dinner clash between Russia and Canada find Daniel and Dimitri really confused because they look exactly the same; dark curly hair, strong solid bodies, angular doe eyes. Their teammates chirp them, saying they wouldn’t know who was who if they switched sweaters before the tournament.

They meet up again after Russia wins, meeting in Daniel’s hotel room while his roommate is away. They’re like

“oh when were you born? September 1st, 2009”.

“Oh shit me too”.

“ oh who’s your parents?”

“Evgeni Malkin, big KHL superstar”

“Sidney Crosby” because duh who doesn’t know the greatest player ever.

Maybe they have a ripped picture like in the movie, like with Sid and Geno holding the Stanley Cup like they did in 2017. Daniel has Sid, and Dimitri has Geno, and they’re like “ yeah Dad never talked about who Papa was, but that he loved him, but they couldn’t be together”. So they whip out the picture halves, stashed in their wallets, and tada they fit. They’re twins!

Since the tournament for them is over, Russia with the gold and Canada with silver, they have a few days to themselves to watch the rest. On a midnight run to Tim Hortons, sharing a box of Timbits, they agree to swap places to meet each other’s dad, and then switch back during the Olympics, let say it’s somewhere in America, in a few months time. Daniel and Dimitri spend the next precious days coaching each other on how to be each other. Daniel is conveniently mostly conversational in Russian and can understand better than he speaks, but Dimitri is a quiet kid so it works out. Dimitri works hard to soften his Russian accent and worm eh into his normal syntax more. They get haircuts together, the barber laughing at these rambunctious twins and their beautiful curly hair, and they laugh at the ridiculous stripes they agree to shave onto the sides of their heads.

Before they separate at the airport, they exchange necklaces, a #45 from Daniel and a cross from Dimitri.

Dimitri flies back to Cole Harbor, and finds his dad waiting for him. He looks older than the picture he has, more lines on his face, Definetly shorter and grey-er hair, and sad eyes. If Sid notices his son hugging him tightly and for longer than he normally does, he doesn’t say anything. They chat through the drive home, to the lake house that Daniel told him about. Dimitri can only stare and try and absorb who this man was, the man who birthed him. Sid asks him if he’s ok as they eat dinner on the dock, bare feet dipping into the cold water. Dimitri can only mumble “you’re the best”, as he snuggles his head into his fathers chest. Sid can’t help but think that his son’s voice sounds different; the way he pronounced best sounded just like Geno.

Daniel manages to not say too much on the flight back to Russia, desperately trying to memorize more vocab and grammar before landing and being picked up by his grandparents. The cooing and lecturing is the same in either English or Russian, so he smiles and just lets it wash over him. He tentatively asks where his Papa is, and Grandmama Malkin says he’s probably wining and dining his latest girl. They go home and Daniel is stuffed full of food, everything Grandmama could have possibly made for his arrival. Geno comes home later that night, tired but eager to congratulate his son for winning Gold for Russia. He notices that his son perhaps looks a little different, ruffling the funny haircut that he had gotten, but more at the expression of awe on his face; a similar expression Sid had on his face when he told him he usually went out last before a game, many many years ago.

So yadada ya, they’re enjoying the time that they have with their respective dads, occasionally wringing out a small story or a sad look of their faces whenever they mention anything about each other. So the Olympics are rolling around, and they’re all going to be in one place (lets just say that Sid and Geno had never attempted to make contact whenever they played against each other, afraid that they might get caught) But Daniel has frantically been calling Dimitri over Geno’s new girl and how he might propose and would ruin their plan to get their parents back together.

Shenanigans during the Olympics, one groups disappearing before the other can see them, until Geno is in the elevator shmoozing his girl until he sees THE ASS tm across the room by the front desk. Sid turns around and just smiles sadly as the elevator door closes.

Then the scene where Sid is walking down the hall and Dimitri and Daniel open the doors at the same time and suddenly Sid is confronted with what he thinks is the son he hasn’t seen in 16 years. They pull him into a room, and explain the whole swicheroo, and Sid is mad because there’s nothing they can really do, he’s prepared to let Geno move on and do what’s he needs to, but resigns himself to being alone.

Then the pool scene, where Geno and his girl are lounging with his parents, and Sid walks his fine ass down the stairs and Geno falls in, scrapes up his nose a bit, Sid bandages him up a bit. Daniel and Dimitri reveal themselves to Geno.

Some time in between tournaments, with Russia and Canada on the rise to be competing for the Gold Final, Daniel and Dimitri bully their fathers into a family dinner at a nice restaurant. They cut a handsome swath at dinner, good looking men in good looking suits. Geno instinctually files in last, whether it being his remembered deal with Sid, or merely to ogle a bit as he pushes in Sid’s seat for dinner. For fun, after dinner, they find a nearly empty outdoor rink, equipped with rental skates. Daniel and Dimitri take off, chirping each other and racing and checking each other into the low boards enough for Dimitri to flip over and out of the rink, Daniel wheezing with laughter as Dimitri hefts himself back over. Sid and Geno skate around at a sedate pace, both having played a round that day and simply watching their sons fool around. They don’t say much. They can’t really. They can only quietly enjoy each others presence, wondering where had all the time gone, all the plans they had had.

The final round for Mens Ice Hockey has arrived, Russia vs Canada for Gold, and Daniel and Dimitri can only watch and wonder to see who will come out on top, and what will happen with their parents, watching as Geno checks Sid into the boards. Sid refuses to give up, and so Canada ends up winning the Gold. Like the 2014 picture where Geno and Sid hug after the game, what the camera doesn’t see but their sons see from behind the glass is the shaking hands of Geno and the single tear from Sid.

Like in the movie, before everyone hops onto their respective planes to their respective corners of the world, Sid and Geno make sure their sons aren’t faking this time, and that they go back to who they belong to. It’s how it has to be.

Cue the rain sequence, the sad music, the umbrellas.

Sid and Daniel return to Cole Harbor, still down pouring and quiet. They don’t say anything in the car ride back to the lake house. They finally arrive at home, and take some time to unpack and get comfortable. They silently look at each other, each longing for their other halves. Daniel had become so close to Dimitri, finding out who he was and planning the whole quest to meet their fathers. Sid just missed his husband, and playing against him after fighting so hard to play with him just made him wish for retirement sooner. They hug, and with Daniel under Sids arm, quietly wander down the bank of the hill towards the dock.

Although there seem to be two people already sitting there, with their feet in the water. Geno and Dimitri turn around, identical smug looks on their faces. Dimitri says, his accent hovering somewhere between the hard Russian accent and the rounded Canadian pronunciation, “hey Dad, did you know the Penguins still have those private jets?”

“Ye-yeah, they do bud”, Sid murmurs, still looking at the tall Russian slowly making his way towards him. Daniel duck out from under his arm to sit with his twin and watch the two goofballs that are their parents figure it out.

“I made mistake of not coming for you once, Sid. I’m not do that again, no matter how brave you are.” Geno says

“And I suppose you expect me to go weak at the knees and fall into your arms, and cry hysterically and say we’ll just figure this whole thing out, a bi-continental relationship with our sons being raised here and there, and you and I just picking up where we left off, and growing old together and… And, c’mon G, what do you expect? To live happily ever after?” Sid warbles, his tired eyes welling up with long withheld tears.

“Yes—to all, except you don’t have cry hysterically.” Geno murmurs, cupping Sid’s face and wiping a lone tear as it falls.

“Oh, yes I do—” Sid is cut off as he is kissed (AKA THE BEST KISS SCENE EVER, CUE THE MUSIC)

Daniel and Dimitri can only grin and fist bump as their parents finally kiss after 16 years apart. They put and end to it when Geno starts to dip Sid into a deeper, more lurid kiss and some major groping, and they push both of them into the water.

During the epilogue with This Will Be (An Everlasting Love) by Natalie Cole, scenes flash by of Geno and Sid holding hands in front of a press conference, their sons standing by their sides, as they announce their retirements from both the NHL and KHL after 20 years, and their relationship and their sons to the hockey community.

Another scene where Daniel and Dimitri attention Shattuck St. Mary’s to finish up high school before inevitable being drafted when they turn 18. It would be the first and only time they play together on the same team, Crosby-Malkin proudly spelled onto the back of their sweaters.

Another scene where they’re all playing shinny on a frozen pond somewhere, Geno getting distracted and just sweeping Sid into his arms after he scores a goal, kissing and swinging around until they both fall into a snowbank, their sons launching themselves at them at top speed.

Another scene where Daniel Crosby-Malkin from the Chicago Blackhawks and Dimitri Crosby-Malkin from the Dallas Stars face off for a Stanley Cup final

And finally, a small wedding held in Sid’s backyard in Nova Scotia, where Daniel and Dimitri stand with Flower and Tanger and Kuni and Duper and Talbo and most of Geno’s Russian buddies as their parents finally get married again, kissing happily under the sunset and the lake shining behind them.

Bonus scene: A few months after the wedding and a few days before the season starts up again, with everyone home, Sid comes down the stairs for breakfast with a strange look on his face and something in his hands. He’s a graceful 43 now, grey hairs really pushing now, so when he says “you boys up to being big brothers?” Geno spits out the tea he had been drinking and jumps up and envelops his husband.

#sidgeno #hockey rpf #sidney crosby #evgeni malkin #pittsburgh penguins #the fetal alcohol syndrome possibility was glossed over #as was the playing at 12 weeks pregnant #and frankly with his personality he would be working till he popped #let me know what you think!#mpreg

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