#sidanna

[sainthockey]

Title: The Everyday Things Words: 14,757 Rating: T

Pairing: Sidney Crosby/Anna Kasterova/Evgeni Malkin

Tags: Established Relationship, Miscommunication, Offseason Shenanigans, Angst with a Happy Ending, 2017-2018 NHL Season, Adventures in Russia

“Um, hello?” Sid said on the other side of the line, his voice soft and scratchy through the phone. It was a strange sound to hear; Zhenya hadn’t spoken to him in over a month. “Geno? I’m sorry I’m calling so early but I—I’m at the airport—I’m in Moscow, or, well, somewhere around there.”

[icosahedonist]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Relationships: Anna Kasterova/Evgeni Malkin, Sidney Crosby/Anna Kasterova, Sidney Crosby/Anna Kasterova/Evgeni Malkin

Rating: E

Additional Tags: Sexual Fantasy

Summary:

Zhenya will not admit this aloud, of course, but: he thinks about that picture a lot. His wife and his captain—that's the one that captures his attention.

[sainthockey]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Hockey RPF Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Sidney Crosby/Anna Kasterova/Evgeni Malkin, Sidney Crosby/Anna Kasterova Characters: Sidney Crosby, Anna Kasterova, Evgeni Malkin Additional Tags: 2016-2017 NHL Season, Drunk Sex, Bad Pick-Up Lines, Woman on Top, Barebacking, Polyamory Summary:

Anya was lounging around in one of the overstuffed chairs on the deck, nursing the last few sips of her wine, when a warm hand settled into the curve of her neck. She thought maybe it might be Zhenya, come to collect her and head home, but when she tipped her head back, it was only Sid.

[eusuntgratie]

montana some sidanna messy nonsense for @sainthockey <3 e, 1200 words

Sid starts when he hears the doorbell. He’s not expecting anyone, and he can count on one hand the number of people who have his address here. He hauls himself up and makes it all the way to the door before realizing he never put a shirt on this morning. He hesitates, but the doorbell rings again, and he hazards a glance through the peephole.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/56967028