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NHL!Bitty Fic – Ao3 – ‘52 Hertz’
In the end, it’s pretty anticlimactic. The Falcs are defending divisional champions and the Schooners are coming out of an extremely rough rebuild year with the third worst record in the league. Providence pulls out a 3-1 win in regulation, the only Seattle goal belonging to Eric; a gorgeous snipe in the third that had Jack reflexively cheering from the Falconers bench — something Jack knows immediately will be a highlight more vaulted than the goal itself.
At the buzzer, Jack hangs back to catch Bittle before he’s ushered off the ice, pulling him into a tight hug that makes the remaining Schooners fans go wild. “Good game, Bits,” he knocks his helmet against Bittle’s and tries to ignore the immediate camera flashes. This was always the plan: two marketing departments eager to dominate the news cycle; It isn’t hard to fake enthusiasm because right now Eric Bittle is a perfect amalgamation of Jack’s two favorite things in the whole world: hockey and handsome blondes.
“Great game, Jack,” Bitty laughs.
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In which Jack doesn’t find the courage to confess his love at graduation and Bitty only complicates things by becoming the first out player in the NHL.
*jazz hands* taakitz 25??
seren, you should know i laughed out loud when i saw which prompt you’d gone for because yeah this tracks.
25. “My nightmares are usually about losing you.” (Taako and Kravitz)
Taako’s had dreams like this before, with unfortunate frequency. He’s got no shortage of nightmare fuel and yet somehow it always comes back to this—to Kravitz, gone.
It happens in different ways—Kravitz leaving after a fight; Taako unable to open a gateway to the astral plane on the Day of Story and Song and leaving him trapped; the Hunger taking Kravitz out while Taako is aboard the Starblaster, consuming him. There are a million ways he could have lost Kravitz, a million ways he could still lose him, and somehow this wasn’t one of the possibilities that lingered in his mind. After defeating the Hunger, it seems silly to think an attack from some other being could take Kravitz from him. When he wakes from dreams where a necromancer gets the better of Kravitz and Lup and Barry, they’re easy to laugh off—easy to forget. Taako losing Kravitz because of something Taako does or some stupid fight they have seems far, far more likely. Kravitz is functionally immortal, his existence is bound up with a god, half-celestial and half-astral all at once.
So this shouldn’t be happening, Kravitz shouldn’t be in danger and Taako’s heart shouldn’t be in his throat, but he is and it is.
Lup and Barry come to Taako after Taako spends hours trying to call Kravitz’s stone of farspeech, after the dinner he made them is long-cold, after Taako rang Lup and Barry’s stones incessantly because eventually someone has to take his call and tell him what the fuck is going on, tell him where his husband and his sister and his brother are.
Lup and Barry come, and they stand in Taako’s kitchen, and Taako can hear the exhaustion in Barry’s voice, can read between the lines of the careful language he uses to explain the situation and knows that there’s plenty out there for him to have nightmares about still.
There’s a cult of necromancers in Neverwinter. Powerful ones. A cult that wanted a reaper as part of a ritual. There’d been a fight—one Kravitz should have won easily, except he was thwarted by the cleric the cult had working with them, thwarted because the house the cult is working out of was suddenly blessed so strongly that Lup and Barry were blasted back to the astral plane instantaneously.
Kravitz is trapped. Kidnapped. And Lup and Barry can’t help him, but Taako can.
Nava 