#tm39

[pissyleon]

curtis douglas’ first career goal

VAN @ ANA | April 12, 2026

[canuckingaround]

You Are a Runner and I Am My Father’s Son

Chase and the feelings of isolation in the middle of a crowded room. And mental illness.

It's more fantabby au

Rating: General Fic Link

[enby-dollhouse]

I haven’t decided what to do with this secondhand doll I’m working on restoring, as I haven’t connected with her as part of my collection.

She has a few stains I was unaware of when I purchased, so I’m not sure I’d like to sell her until I’m able to take those out.

For now she’s wearing an outfit of Daphne’s!

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go my abbys love drabble

"I love you." Karly mumbles against Aatu's knuckles. His eyes are blurry with sleep as Aatu just smiles and combs fingers through his hair. The movie's volume has been lowered enough where it's hardly a whisper brushing against their ears.

"I love you." Aatu gasps into Victor's ear, breath heavy and stuttered. Victor whines and arches his back more, hands reaching out to make contact with Aatu's arms. A soft laugh escapes them both as he nearly falls against Victor, balance stumbling in the haste to get closer. It's worth to see his smile.

"I love you!" Victor shouts as Ty jumps into his arms. He stumbles backwards, back hitting his stall and them both nearly going down in a heap of limbs. The laughter is contagious as they hear the chuckles from around them. Victor buries his face in Ty's curls, arms holding a little tighter. It feels like home.

"I love you…" Ty whispers to Bainsy. Arshdeep sighs and presses their foreheads together, hands linking under the lowlight of the plane. He looks like he's about to say something before his mouth closes, bringing Ty closer into a hug. It can wait.

"Y'know I love you." Bainsy says casually to Arty. He bumps their shoulders together, gear causing a soft thud in doing so. Arty rolls his eyes, bumping back before settling down in his stall. The warm feeling that spreads over his chest stays, and by Arshdeep's smirk, he knows too.

"I love you." Artūrs tells Christian as they celebrate the latest win. The others have already done their goalie bonks as it forces itself out of his chest and mouth. He watches as Wolly's eyes widen before a large smile breaks out and he's pulled into a bear hug. They rock slightly on the ice as his head is cradled gently against his chest. Even if it's a little uncomfortable.

"I love you." Wolly confesses to Chase. The only light is the moon that streaks through the window, barely illuminating the two. Chase's shoulder sag, tension leaking out like a flat tire. There's more to be said, to be talked about. He knows he can't avoid it for much longer, but it was all still so new. Though he knows he can be a good leader too.

"I love you!" Chase screams towards the sea of fans. His whole body is covered by the others, surrounded by those he loves and who love him and each other back. It's loud and joyous and the tears that make their way onto the ice aren't uncommon. Warmth blooms from within and he can't help but yell once more, voice mixing with the crowd.

"We love you too!" The fans scream back.

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Anybody care about 3961? What about fantabby au 3961? Ur getting it anyway

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"Do you miss your brother?" Ty's voice hardly carries over the crackling of the fire. Chase knows the words are for him alone, but he can't help but feel intimate in the quiet of it,

"I don't know if I'm allowed to." Maybe on any other night, with any other person, Chase would've lied. Said yes or no depending on what seemed like the correct answer. But Ty has linked their fingers and moved close enough that Chase can feel more warmth from him than the flame in front of them. He feels compelled to tell the truth.

Ty hums. Lets the words settle between them before Chase's own head spins from whatever that even means. Part of him misses Riley dearly. Another part of him fears what it means to miss him.

Curls brush against his cheek as Ty lays his head against his shoulder, "Why wouldn't you be allowed?" Words nearly lost once more,

"I haven't seen him in so long. He's probably changed so much and I've changed so much. We're barely even brothers anymore." It aches in his chest. The way he can perfectly visualize Riley's smile from the last time he saw him. His laughter, yells, whispers perfectly ingrained in his mind. Focusing on it helps distract from the way the rest of his family's faces have gone blurry in his memories,

"Do you miss him?" Ty's voice is laced with something deeper. Emotion that Chase feels like he's long forgotten, leaving him wondering if it's the same as when Victor has to leave for days at a time. His voice was always more monotonous but Chase never heard it that way. Not when Ty's touch burns across his skin and his words seem to choke in Chase's own throat,

"A lot," He doesn't cry, but it's close, "Everyday I think. I don't even know if he's alive," There's another small hum as Ty squeezes his hand, "I don't even know if I want to know."

"Maybe we'll bump into him one day." Chase nods. The lump in his throat growing as he becomes more aware of the others around them, of the fire still crackling in front if them. He hopes it'll burn his secrets for him.

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3990 4am drabble be upon ye (i do not like it as much but it was just a way to get emotions out at the time)

"Hey," Ty blinks his eyes open, the blurry figure of Victor adjusting in the dark, "We made it." Vague, but he thinks he understands.

It's often he thinks stops and thinks about his time in Omaha. Not that it wasn't good, but in the same way it's hard to look back at all in this sport. Though it lingers. When you spend two years with someone, share your fears and firsts, it tends to become hard to forget. They never put a name to what they were doing. Unsure kisses, even more unsure handjobs. It was different back then.

Ty can see Victor's face a little more clearly now, eyes soft and tired. The warmth of his body is hard to move away from and he doesn't mind when a kiss is placed upon his lips. It elicits a small, sleepy laugh from his mouth. Maybe things aren't so different after all.

At least he'd like to believe. Or perhaps not. Neither of them expected to play together again once more. It would be nice, but it's not something you can hope for in this world. Time and maybe even fate is what changes them, what brings them back together. Ty can look at Victor all he wants, there's only remnants of Omaha left. It's not something he can put a clear feeling to. Good or bad.

For now he lies with him in bed, their legs twisted together like a pretzel. Tomorrow they will go practice for the team they both play for now, something that was only previously kept to hushed whispers in quiet dorm rooms. Something that has become real within a blink of an eye and a long stretched out moment at the same time. He knows Victor sees the same ghosts in him. That's never scared him,

"Go to sleep, idiot." Victor just grins as he snuggles closer. The darkness and silence of the room has not changed, hardly even shifted. Neither of them have been made different in the past minute. Yet there's something looser in the air. Like the world has given them both a sigh of relief.

Yeah. They made it.

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“they told me you left” or “where did you go?” (could be in the same one :3)

30 angsty dialogue prompts fantabby au,,,

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The sound of leaves crunching alert Ty to the steps behind him. Lighter ones coming from camp, could be a number of people,

"Alone tonight?" Chase's voice is nervous yet it still makes Ty bristle,

"They told me you left." He doesn't meant to say it as harshly as he does, words coming out venom tipped. The day had just been weighing down on him, stress and tempers overflowing until the earlier blowout,

"I did..." Out of the corner of his eye he can see Chase stand next to him, "I shouldn't have."

"Shouldn't have isn't enough, Stills. Where did you even go? What if you couldn't find your way back?" Ty finally looks over to see Chase still standing, head low and avoiding looking at him. Something hot flares in his chest, "Watty's fucking pissed and I don't blame him. Gods, what were you thinking?"

Chase's eyes are still locked on the ground, hands shoved into the pockets of his pants as Ty watches him chew on his lip, "I don't think I was."

"Yeah, I could tell," His teeth snap with a snarl, watching as Chase flinches back slightly, "Just-" Ty turns his eyes back to face the forest, "Just head to sleep. And hope you're actually here tomorrow."

"Yeah," More leaves crunch, only just barely allowing the sound of a small sniffle to reach Ty's ears, "Yeah, sorry. I'll see you guys tomorrow." Ty just nods curtly, listening as the footsteps fade away before pressing the palms of his hands into his eyes. His chest rattles with each breath he takes,

"Fuck!"

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had a really normal response to the 3941 calder cup photo btw

anyways heres porn

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Akito smirks a little as he jerks Ty off slowly, "Enjoying yourself?"

"Y-Yeah." It comes out strangled as Ty grips the couch cushions underneath him, trying to mimic the smirk Akito gives him. A moan follows soon after as Kito takes him into his mouth once again, saliva and cum dribbling down his chin. It's almost painful how sensitive he is, knuckles turning white as he throws his head back. A loud whimper escapes through his teeth as Akito drags his tongue across the slit of his cock, he tries to bite the sound back as Akito pulls off once again and nips at his thigh,

"A little sound isn't going to kill anyone. I'm sure they'd love to hear you cry out." Kito's eyes flicker over towards the hallway as Ty lets out another soft moan,

"Okay… Okay I can do that."

"Good," He gives another kitten lick to the head of Ty's dick, "You can give me two more then, can't you? One for each goal." All he gets is a nod but it's enough for him as Akito takes Ty down to the base with relative ease.