30 Fics Meme: 4/30 Snowflake & 5/30 Haze
Title/Prompt: Snowflake
Characters: Ovechkin/Backstrom
Rating/Warning: G
Everyone always says the first snows are the best, but until now Alex never understood what they had meant. Maybe it was because he grew up in Russia and each snow seemed the same. Looking back, they were fun. Alex enjoyed the snow when he was a kid, but it was different. Moments like this made him realize he shouldn’t be so bitter towards things that could be so much more if you open your mind.
Alex watched through the sky as a single flake falls to Nicklas’ soft, rosy cheeks. It’s the first snow of the season; it just so happened to catch them going for a walk on their first real date. Nicklas’ eyes are so bright and his smile is warming against the cold air; Alex can’t help but bring Nicklas in for a kiss.
Title/Prompt: Haze
Characters: Darren Helm/Justin Abdeklader
Rating/Warning: M
When Darren feels the skate slice his wrist, he knows his season is over. Just when he’d been glad to make the playoffs with the Wings, it’s over. What is worse is that soon after the Wings are knocked out of the playoffs, leaving Darren feeling guilty and depressed.
Things are going pretty horribly for Darren until Justin shows up with a bag full of chick flicks, condoms, and pot. “Um, Justin?”
“The condoms are for chicks,” Justin replies, “I’m seeing this girl - we get together and… never mind.”
“Why are you here?” Darren asks, confused. Justin smiles up at Darren, picking out a DVD from the pile spilled onto the floor before shoving the rest back into the bag. “Weed and chick flicks, important male-bonding time.”
“Since when do guys bond over weed and chick flicks?” Darren asks, which for whatever reason confuses Justin.
“It’s dude code; you only watch chick flicks to get laid or get your buddy out of a mental rut,” Justin tells him. “I’m not planning on sex, but a bj would be cool.”
“I’m not sucking your dick,” Darren replies with a glare. Justin just shrugs and finds a spot on Darren’s couch, lighting up a joint.
Darren almost reluctantly accepts his fate and joins Justin in the haze of Meg Ryan falling in love with a corporate-ass played by Tom Hanks over the internet. Maybe it’s the pot, but he sort of feels better by the end of the movie.
Characters: Ovechkin/Backstrom
Rating/Warning: G
Everyone always says the first snows are the best, but until now Alex never understood what they had meant. Maybe it was because he grew up in Russia and each snow seemed the same. Looking back, they were fun. Alex enjoyed the snow when he was a kid, but it was different. Moments like this made him realize he shouldn’t be so bitter towards things that could be so much more if you open your mind.
Alex watched through the sky as a single flake falls to Nicklas’ soft, rosy cheeks. It’s the first snow of the season; it just so happened to catch them going for a walk on their first real date. Nicklas’ eyes are so bright and his smile is warming against the cold air; Alex can’t help but bring Nicklas in for a kiss.
Title/Prompt: Haze
Characters: Darren Helm/Justin Abdeklader
Rating/Warning: M
When Darren feels the skate slice his wrist, he knows his season is over. Just when he’d been glad to make the playoffs with the Wings, it’s over. What is worse is that soon after the Wings are knocked out of the playoffs, leaving Darren feeling guilty and depressed.
Things are going pretty horribly for Darren until Justin shows up with a bag full of chick flicks, condoms, and pot. “Um, Justin?”
“The condoms are for chicks,” Justin replies, “I’m seeing this girl - we get together and… never mind.”
“Why are you here?” Darren asks, confused. Justin smiles up at Darren, picking out a DVD from the pile spilled onto the floor before shoving the rest back into the bag. “Weed and chick flicks, important male-bonding time.”
“Since when do guys bond over weed and chick flicks?” Darren asks, which for whatever reason confuses Justin.
“It’s dude code; you only watch chick flicks to get laid or get your buddy out of a mental rut,” Justin tells him. “I’m not planning on sex, but a bj would be cool.”
“I’m not sucking your dick,” Darren replies with a glare. Justin just shrugs and finds a spot on Darren’s couch, lighting up a joint.
Darren almost reluctantly accepts his fate and joins Justin in the haze of Meg Ryan falling in love with a corporate-ass played by Tom Hanks over the internet. Maybe it’s the pot, but he sort of feels better by the end of the movie.