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the distance between our hands
mikko/arsi, explicit, 36.2k words
He'd meant it sincerely back then, when they were younger and thought running from sunsets could somehow prolong the day and extend their time together, when he'd taken one look at Artturi and confessed he wanted to play together forever. He thinks he means it even more now that he's 25 and a world removed from his rosy childhood.
(Mikko meets Artturi when he's 10, loves him for longer than he doesn't, and tries to figure out how to close the distance between them.)
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#yue.fic#avs.fic#9662#hockey rpf#SHES HEREEEEEEEEE SHES FINALLY HEREEEEEEEEEEEE#please give her a read i poured my heart and soul into writing her shes everything to me#if u remember me for aything at all please remember me fondly for this fic and this fic alone thats how much this fic means to me
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your ribs around my heart
mikko/arsi, 8.5k words, eplicit
There's nothing about Mikko that makes him look like a blood-thirsty, carnivorous predator. Nothing except, well, the look he gets in his eyes when he's staring at Artturi
In which Mikko is the captain of the Colorado Avalanche and Artturi is a rookie.
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#yue.fic#avs.fic#9662#yes another 9662 fic#yes i am still very sick#enjoy!!!! !:D#i am going to eat blueberries and watch the arsi interview that max posted <3
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a masterpost of fics
all my fics (ao3)
you want things you can’t touch | nate/gabe/ej | e | 3.2k words
pwp threesome fic, basically
perfect places | nate/lehky | m | 3.2k words
nate and artturi join the mile high club
who was i when i was still kind | nate/arsi | e | 3k words
nate rims artturi (among other things)
narcissus would love you more than himself | ej/gabe | e | 3.3k words
post cup-win sex
the distance between our hands | mikko/arsi | e | 36.2k words
childhood friends to lovers.
further than the tips of our fingers | mikko/arsi | m | 5k words
the companion piece to the distance between our hands
and there are still beautiful things | mikko/arsi | e | 3.3k words
shotgunning, blowjobs
your ribs around my heart | mikko/arsi | e | 8.5k words
captain mikko, rookie arsi
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further than the tips of our fingers
mikko/arsi, mature, 5k words
His mouth fills with unfettered want, and his teeth have never been sharp but he wishes they were now, so he can sink them into the juncture of Mikko's shoulder, the tips of his fingers, and broadness of his thighs. Artturi wants him decorated in his marks, enamel scraped against skin, until Mikko can't move without thinking about him.
(the companion piece to the distance between our hands from Artturi's point of view)
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#yue.fic#avs.fic#9662#PSPSPSPSPS EVERYONE COME GET UR DAILY FIX OF MIKKO/LEHKY HAVE U GUYS STARTED LOVING THEM YET PSPSPSPSP CMERE
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just a light year away
mikko/arsi, t, 9.6k words
All his messages are cryptic. Artturi scrolls through the walls of texts that are just panicked variations of i need your help and something happened and he can't think anything past oh my god he's killed someone before he's racing out his apartment to Mikko's.
Mikko gets a wish baby. Somehow, Artturi also becomes a dad.
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#yue.fic#avs.fic#9662#BABY FIC BABY FIC BABY FIIIIIIIICI#yes i was waiting for the fin-can intermission to post this lmfao#PLS ENJJOYYYY
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you want things you can’t touch
ej/gabe/nate, explicit, 3.2k words
"You can fuck him if you want." His shoulders rise in a languid shrug, too nonchalant for this, like he's talking about the change in weather instead of sharing his boyfriend. "Only if you want to though."
Nate wants it so badly he fears he might waste away to dust if he takes another moment to think about it. Gabe is right here in front of him, already looking fucked out when all they've done is kiss. He probably looks the same.
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and there are still beautiful things
mikko/arsi, explicit, 3.3k words
Mikko is not a good man. No good man would want their friend like this.
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#yue.fic#avs.fic#hi yes im back wiith another fic. this time its even MORE self indulgent than the last#i wrote this in the midst of being Generally Very FUcked Up Due To IIllness so sorry for any miistakes#anyways. go read :] im going to sleep#9662
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ready for your razor teeth
val/arsi, e, 4k words
There's a dampness collecting at his temples that Val can't tell if it's from the bath or his sweat. His nails are starting to hurt again, digging into skin a little too unkindly. His scent grows thicker by the minute, and Val can't ignore his omega when he gets like this, not when he begs so pretty.
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#yue.fic#avs.fic#1362#WHATS THIS!? a val/arsi fic?????! yes#not enough people aR3E TALKING ABOUT THEM . THISIS MY BID TO GET PEOLE TO CHAT ABOUT THEM#thank u and enjoy
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the shadows between us
mikko/arsi, m, 4k words
He lunges at him again, teeth snapping together with a deafening click, jaw set like an animal. Artturi shrieks and pulls on his jersey, spewing something in Finnish, his soft pink mouth moving too quickly for Mikko to register.
want me to kill them for you?? (flirting)
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perfect places
nate/lehky, mature, 3.2k words
It comes to a head, finally, when he boards the plane and finds Artturi sitting in the window seat where he usually sits, staring outside at the tarmac, fingers tracing softly over his knees. He's flushed when he makes eye contact with Nate, gaze slowly and deliberately dragging up his body, and Nate feels it like a hand ghosting over his bare skin. He slides into the aisle seat with little preamble, stares straight ahead at the seat in front of him, jaw set. Artturi turns his attention back to the world outside.
(Nate and Artturi join the mile high club.)
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#yue.fic#avs.fic#6229#hockey rpf#literally there is no reason for this fic to exist im just insane ig
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narcissus would love you more than himself
ej/gabe, e, 3.3k words
The shock doesn't settle into the marrow of his bones until Gabe's silhouette becomes clearer. It's almost like an afterthought, how late it comes. The trim line of his waist is apparent under the endless Florida sun, the broad planes of his shoulders showing under the light as the day kisses the night. He's completely naked, EJ notes numbly, mouth going dry. He's also holding the cup and grinning up at him.
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who was i when i was still kind
nate/arsi, explicit, 3k words
It takes all of three seconds for everything to happen, though Nate thinks that maybe it's been brewing for longer than that.
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