#ice cider

[papysanzonew]

If you know what Troy is telling Mr Neck-Neck, you know!

[fanficfanaticfreak]

troy having to deal with his breakup fully alone is such a sad yet relatable experience. he was so deeply in the closet that even in love and heartbreak he was alone. when he sees harris he is stunned to see someone in the hockey space so openly gay. of course scott hunter had came out, but he saw with his own eyes harris not only be accepted but respected. troy’s internalized homophobia was such a core part of him. hiding an entire part of his life clearly tore him. harris was a wake up call, not only for his love life, but for his self acceptance. harris showed troy that he could love his queerness.

[funnyao3tags]

I have a grudge against carrot juice. It´s got nothing to do about taste, ive never tried it. It's just that the existence of carrot juice feels inherently wrong.

If you're curious about the fic here it is

[books2beach]

Happy Wednesday, everyone! Thank you to everyone who's not given up on me for snippets, especially @tailsbeth-writes , who tagged me on Sunday!

I've spent the last month or so writing the first couple chapters of a Game Changers high school AU (which I'll probably use for the @gamechangersbigbang!), so thought I'd share the first little piece from that...

Why did teachers always call attention to the new kid and make them introduce themselves without getting them to learn things about their new classmates as well? It was something Troy had wondered throughout his school years, and it was no less baffling to him now that he was experiencing it for what was hopefully the final time.

“Hey! I'm Harris,” his seat partner introduced himself, sticking out his hand. “Welcome to Ottawa. Lived here my whole life, so if you ever need any help with anything or want to know something, just ask.”

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[asssholeuwu]

twitter has put my account in a shadow ban, so whatever I would like to write there, I will write here. :) and so.

HC

Troy and Harris having sex in the backseat of the car. knowing them, they could.

[discountwhiskey]

And thus continues my yearly tradition of making jury-rigged ice cider (year 2). This time, I used Fuji apples (maybe a mistake, it smells less good now) but made sure to stop juicing before the ice crystals melted, so it has a much darker color.

[papysanzonew]

Harris and Troy from "Role Model", they'are my second fav couple inthe whole saga ❤️

Troy doesn't wear pins in the book (as far as I know, I still have to read TLG) but I think he would for Harris ❤️

[books2beach]

Birdsong ficlet for @ashes0909

Harris woke to the sound of birdsong outside of his window. It wasn't that that was unusual, though. After all, there were always birds on the Barrett estate.

No, what was unusual was his surroundings, the feeling of blankets so soft that they would never be in Harris’ own room- and, most importantly, the arm around his waist, the breaths of the man behind him on his neck. Did Troy regret what they had done? Probably. Or if he didn't, this was surely a one time thing. After all, men who were in line to be a duke didn't do this.

Harris got out of bed, the cold air a reality check as much as waking up had been. He didn't belong here, and it was past time for him to leave.

“Where are you going?” Troy asked, his voice groggy.

“I assumed you wanted me out of here.”

Troy opened his mouth, then closed it, considering. Good. He realized how stupid of an idea this had been as much as Harris did.

But then he said words Harris had never thought he'd hear. “I'll come to you tonight? If-if you want me to, that is.”

Harris almost laughed. His wildest dreams were coming true and Troy was asking his permission? He should probably set the record straight. “I would love nothing more.”