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Through scars, hearts & bones. by schaeflundszn
Fandom Men's Hockey RPF, National Hockey League RPF
09 Jun 2026
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Bookmarked by kibblebrini
24 May 2026
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Will Byers is perfectly content with his adult life: his Manhattan apartment, his roommate who he is definitely no longer in love with, and friends he wouldn't trade for the world. So what difference does it make when his step-sister reappears after disappearing to California as soon as they finished college? Who cares that Dustin might have a thing for her, and Mike is suddenly being a better roommate, and Lucas keeps giving him this look like he knows something no one else does?
Certainly not Will. That's for sure.
OR: a friends x the party sitcom au
Bookmarked by kibblebrini
12 Apr 2026
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He spared a thought for his boys being chased through the city. Every one of them brave, fearless, breathtakingly loyal, and willingly sacrificed for this golden boy now slung over Sam’s shoulder. Every one of them deserved a bounty like his and yet if any of them died no one but the crew would mourn them.
He looked at the man’s face, peaceful in sleep.
"When your guardians wake up, they are going to rip the world apart looking for you."
He grinned wickedly.
"Good luck."
(or, Mack is a pirate captain and kidnaps Will for the bounty)
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Macklin Celebrini stuck in a time loop.
Maybe it’s the Universe’s way of giving Macklin a chance at winning, he thinks on his way to warm-up. Maybe it’s not a curse, but an opportunity — and one that’s never been given before to anyone else. Maybe the Universe itself wants Macklin to win this game and as soon as he does, his life will go back to normal and he’ll come out stronger and better. This must be it, he thinks hopefully, desperately, grabbing onto the last shred of sense he can make of this whole thing. This must be it. It’s not a coincidence that he is stuck on the day of one of the biggest games of his career. Therefore, he must take his chance — chances, tens, hundreds, however many he is given — and make his run for it
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"You know him?" Thanos asks as he tries to think of his own lyrics to go with the track that's still playing. "He produce for real, or is this a favor type thing?" Doesn't matter either way. Thanos has got a damn gift when it comes to getting people to do shit for him.
"That's the thing," Semi groans with a downright strange amount of frustration. "The guy's name is Namgyu, I'm pretty sure, and he's a composer. Like, the classical stuff at the beginning, that was his."
Thanos nods, even though he doesn't really get why she's saying this shit like she's reading him a prison sentence ending in the electric chair. "Soo...?" He asks slowly. "If he made that, he can definitely do the producing shit, too. It's just a different genre." It's true. As long as he's got an ear for what's good, and knows how to work the fancy ass machines, then Thanos should be solid.
"Well, the issue is that he would never do it," she shrugs.
"He'd do it for me," Thanos waves off. It's not even cocky or some shit. All he's got to do is hook the guy up with girls or drugs or an oil change, and he should be fine. "Why wouldn't he?"
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How Thanos and Namgyu make an album together and maybe fall in love.