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arrowofcarnations · 7 months

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Fic-O-Ween 2023 Day 1: First Frost

Happy fest, y’all! Here’s some Harvard-era FinnLo pining to ring in day one. Huge thank-yous to @lumosinlove for the Sweater Weather characters and universe and to @noots-fic-fests for organizing the fest!

Title: Love at First Fright Pairing: Finn O'Hara/Logan Tremblay Rating: G

“Trick or treat!”

Finn smiled at the ghost-witch-robot trio looking up at him and dropped three handfuls of candy into the plastic pumpkin pails they held up expectantly.

“Hey, nice costumes! Happy Halloween!”

The kids barely stood still long enough to say it back before they were taking off in the opposite direction of the frat house, eager to get back to their parents and hit up more treat stops around campus before dark. It was a good day for it; classic autumn in New England, from the crispness in the air to the red, brown and yellow leaves drifting down off the trees to cover the manicured grass in a vibrant seasonal blanket. Even the deep red of Harvard’s brick buildings seemed more beautiful in October, like they were meant to exist in a state of perpetual fall.

Throngs of local kids—and some of their parents—were all decked out in their Halloween best, while Finn and the rest of the OKN guys wore school-branded clothes while taking turns manning the candy-laden folding table outside the house between classes. (Finn wasn’t sure any of them owned a costume they could wear outside in broad daylight.)

He laughed as Percy walked over, refill bag in hand, wearing the exact same gray sweatshirt with a crimson HARVARD across the chest as he was, the same black joggers—almost the same sneakers. “Fashion.”

Percy grinned back at him. “You know it, baby.” He turned the bag upside down, dumping the candy into any bowls that weren’t full and spilling some across the table as he went.

“Yo, you’re getting jolly ranchers all over the ground.”

“You’re a fuckin’ jolly rancher.”

“You’re a fuckin’ kit-kat.”

“You’re a—”

“Shut up, there’s kids,” Will warned, then passed some treats to a tiny ballerina with a kind smile and a compliment for her costume.

“Oh shit, my bad,” Percy said, and Finn snorted as Will cuffed him on the side of the head.

Finn unwrapped a watermelon jolly rancher and popped it into his mouth as he watched students and families pass by. Percy nudged him with an elbow, getting his attention. “Where’s Tremz? Thought you were surgically fused at this point.”

“Fu—” he cut off as Will leveled the captain stare at him. “Heck off. He’s in his medieval history class, he’ll be back soon.”

“Speak of the French-Canadian devil,” Percy shouted as Logan walked up the path to the house, backpack on his shoulders and snapback on his head—backwards, per usual. He looked good in the crimson Harvard Hockey hoodie he was wearing; Finn’s eyes caught the fraying at the cuffs and his stomach swooped as he realized it was his, that Logan must’ve swiped it this morning before heading out.

“Bonjour,” Logan said, oblivious to the state of Finn’s internal organs.

“Bone-joor,” Percy replied before Finn could say it. “Very French of you. And shorts in October. Very Canadian of you.”

“We haven’t even had first frost yet.” Logan looked from Percy to Finn. “How much candy did you let him eat?”

“Too much,” Will answered for him. “Don’t you have class next, Marshy?”

After a complicated handshake with Finn that neared 15 seconds long, Percy grabbed his bag and took off at a slow jog. Finn wasn’t happy that he left, exactly, but he was happy that Logan walked around the table to take his spot right beside him.

“How’s that black plague treatin’ ya?” he asked as Logan slid his backpack off and under the table.

Logan’s eyes crinkled as he laughed. “Better than it’s treating medieval Europeans. But the reading is a little…”

He looked away—embarrassed, maybe, or frustrated. Finn knew he hated that English still tripped him up sometimes, though the amount he’d improved in just a few semesters was damn impressive. Finn kicked his shin lightly. “I got you. Would’ve flunked out last spring if it weren’t for you, so. Bring on the plagues.”

Logan kicked him back and sent him a grateful smile. And just because he couldn’t help it, Finn plucked at the sleeve of his hoodie. “Nice sweatshirt.”

“You left it on my chair,” Logan said, but Finn saw a little bit of color in his cheeks that he was pretty sure the afternoon chill didn’t put there.

It was a shoddy excuse, but so was Finn teasing him about it being “a little tight in the shoulders, Tremz, you gym beast” just so he could put a hand on one of those broad shoulders and squeeze. Logan was warm and so solid even through the layers; his hand lingered just a second too long before he let it fall away.

The next half hour passed quickly as trick-or-treaters came and went. The sun had just started to sink lower in the sky when a girl who couldn’t have been older than five or six walked up to the table, her guardian hanging back a ways. She had a hockey jersey on and was carrying her helmet, probably tired of wearing it around.

She was closing in on Logan, who’d ended up on the opposite end of the long folding table as Finn at some point, when the big animatronic ghoul in front of the porch lurched and let out its tinny scream. The girl jumped, looking terrified, and tears filled her wide brown eyes.

“Oh,” Finn heard Logan say softly; his brow was knitted with concern as he walked quickly out from behind the table and crouched down in front of her. “I’m sorry. We didn’t mean to scare you.”

The girl didn’t say anything, just turned to look at her adult and then back at Logan. It seemed like she was trying not to run away.

Logan nodded at her jersey. “You play hockey?”

She nodded.

“Me too. All these guys are on my team. What’s your favorite position to play?”

That drew her out of her shell. “Goalie,” she said with a quiet confidence as she tucked her hair behind her ear.

“I see. You know what I know about goalies?” The girl shook her head, but clearly looked interested at whatever Logan was about to say. He leaned in like he was telling a secret, then said, “They’re the bravest ones. Also the craziest.”

Finn’s chest warmed at the way she laughed, at how Logan had gotten her from near-tears to happy and chatting in no time at all. He never got to see Logan with little kids; all their siblings were older. It was nice. It was sweet. It was doing things to Finn’s heart that he’d rather not think about.

In the end, the little girl—Harper, she told Logan as he filled her candy pail until it was overflowing, then filled her helmet, too—skipped away in a great mood. Logan was still smiling a little after they’d gone as Finn walked over to him.

“She was cute.”

Logan nodded. “Ouais.”

“You, too.” It was out of his mouth before he could shove it back in. Logan raised an eyebrow at him. “You were cute with her,” he explained—not that that really made it better.

But Logan looked pleased that he’d said so, even as he shrugged. “It’s not hard when they’re adorable. She said she’s a goalie.”

“Oh, so the skeleton thing should’ve been afraid of her.”

Logan laughed. “That’s kind of what I told her.”

Finn wanted to say so much. You’re cute all the time. You should only wear my hoodies. You’ll make a great dad someday. I want to share that someday with you.

Instead, he took Logan’s hat off and ruffled his hair. “Dinner?” he asked. “Burgers? Hog’s Head?”

Logan took his hat back and put it back on, but he wasn’t even pretending to be annoyed. “Ouais, let’s go now before they make us clean up.”

As they snuck off behind the house toward the pub, Finn took a handful of cherry jolly ranchers out of his pocket and put them in Logan’s. Logan laughed, then did the same for Finn with the watermelon ones.

“Happy Halloween, Tremz.”

“Happy Halloween, Harzy.”

#sweater weather lumosinlove #vaincre lumosinlove #coast to coast lumosinlove #breakaway lumosinlove #finnlo #o'knutzy #my fic #ficoween 2023

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remuslupininskirts · 9 months

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I need Wolfstar recs! Please. I can never find good fics.

Wait give me a minute to compile.

*Me takes ages to get list then forgets about ask by accident*

Me: shit.

Okay here we go

Storms and stress

Sirius is a student at durmstrang and comes to hogwarts then meets the boys

Forever is a state of mind

Deaf dance choreographer remus with young teddy meets make-up artist sirius.

Red, White & Royal Annoyance

Rwrb au for wolfstar (the garden kiss)

Siriusly? The moon!? Okay i went through a period of really liking social media aus so this is another

Countermoves

Hunger games au.

Literally read anything by athenowl and you should be good so hears some of their other stuffs

Axe and sword

Royal au -athenowl

The secret garden

A secret garden au -athenowl

Okay i will stop with the athenowl love now

Turn on my charm

Oh wait another fuckin YouTuber au i promise i dont have a problem

.You’re my kaleidoscope

Raising teddy au after he was left on remus’s doorstep. James and sirius step up to the plate to help

The kitchens

Will you accept another royal au?

OKAY AND THE BEST FOR LAST. MY FAVOURITE SHIP AND SUB-FANDOM

Sweater weather

Ice hockey au. It has the best fandom ever around it with loads of other fics.

My favourites being written by @/fruitcoops

Who may or may not also be athenowl

Their fics are just crazy good okay.

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ttylfedora · 1 month

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April Fools with the Lions: Best Bits

Omg. Hello? It’s so nice to be back! In honour of April Fools and the discord having a bit of fun with it, I bring you… April Fools with the Lions: Best bits!

All characters belong to @lumosinlove. Happy April Fools!!

Logan rubbed his eyes, waking up fully. Leo curled into his neck at the movement. He looked over to find Finn’s side completely empty. Leo stirred once again and looked up at Logan with a sleepy smile.

Logan squinted at Leo, wondering if he was seeing things.

“Leo, why do you have lion face paint on?” Leo’s face was fully painted, as though he had been to Katie’s birthday party and had been forced to sit down and have his face painted during it.

“Why do you look like a zebra?” Leo asked, just as confused as Logan.

Logan grabbed his phone off of the nightstand and opened up his camera. Sure enough, an intricately painted zebra looked back at him.

He messaged Finn, asking if he woke up the same.

All that was sent back was a smile emoji sent by Siri.

“You’re going to walk into the rink like that?” Nat asked Kasey, who was sporting a dolphin and a rainbow across the side of his face.

“I need to find Finn before Finn finds me.” Kasey called back. “I know Alex didn’t do this on his own. He has about as much artistic talent as I do in my little toe.”

Kasey and Nat never did find Finn before practice. They did, however, find a Lion stood dead centre of the locker room looking at the Goalies TPed stalls.

“If this was you, you need to do better next year.” Kasey laughed, clapping Leo on the shoulder. Leo laughed.

“No no no. This was Cole and Layla. They were round the corner watching me come in here thinking I didn’t see them.

“Time to recruit Nat, I think,” Kasey whispered to Leo and pulled out his phone.

“Layla I have no clue what to do. I can’t go out on the ice like this. I thought I was being nice by just TPing Kasey’s stall!”

Layla only covered her mouth to suppress a chuckle, watching Cole panic over his now upside down name and number on his jersey.

“All is fair in love and war, Rookie!” Kasey howled through the door, Nat howling after him.

Pascal let out a frustrated groan. Some the start of practice, not a single one of his shot found the back of the net. Timmy let out a similar sigh, taking his helmet off and wiping the perspiration off his head.

“It’s playoff season! We can’t be doing this,” he gridded out. He watched Finn line up a perfect shot, only to miss as well. Looking over to Coach Weasley, he wondered why he wasn’t angrier. He looked amused, even.

Pascal looked down at his hockey stick. Something felt… off. He held it out in front of him, Timmy and Kuny doing the same.

“It feels small.” Evgeni stated.

Pascal looked up at the rest of the team to find the Triple Threat of April Fools, Remus, Sirius and James, grinning back at them.

“You know, when I locked Remus and Sirius in my basement, I did not expect to be paid back like this.”

“Luke! Luke!”

Luke ran into the bathroom, only to burst out laughing upon finding Saint with bright red hair.

“Was this you?” Saint’s face like thunder, he pointed to his bright red hair. Luke fought to keep a straight face and shook his head.

“I promise it wasn’t. Now hurry up, I need to shower as well.”

Two hours later, Saint and Luke rocked up to practice, looking like Rangers biggest fans sporting bright red and bright blue hair. Logan was unable to make a shot that practice, for he was laughing so hard at the coloured sweat dripping down both their necks. He snapped a pic for Leo, his only partner in fools it would seem…

Remus and Sirius made a habit of turning up to practice early. Maybe it was the quiet before the storm, maybe it was the control of having the rink to themselves. One thing they did know, however, was that they liked the rink before anyone started playing the practice session joint playlist. ‘Game Day Vibes’ they called it. A playlist comprising of songs from everyone’s repertoire.

Once the rink was full, Coach allowed the playlist to be put on. Except all that rang through the rink was… a nursery rhyme?

Remus looked over at Finn who was in charge of the playlist. He pressed skip. Finn looked up in confusion as a musical rendition of ‘incy wincy spider’ played out.

“Who, in the ever loving fuck put this in the playlist?” Jackson called out, skating round next to Finn as he frantically scrolled through the playlist. “It’s just nursery rhymes…”

James was doubled over in the far corner, something akin to ‘don’t diss my son’s music taste’ coming out in amongst gasps of laughter.

James had his playlist privileges revoked for 6 weeks.

“So we did the ducks last year, what are we doing to Remus and Sirius this year, Dumo?” Julian asked, placing his cereal bowl in the dishwasher.

Pascal thought on it, scratching his head.

Katie bounded in with multiple chain links in Rangers colours.

“Look what I made for Logan, Papa!” She held them up with a big toothy smile. Well, almost toothy. She had a visit from the tooth fairy the previous night.

Jules’ eyes widened and looked over at Pascal, who responded with his own fully toothy grin.

“Go get your brothers and sister, Katie. We have work to do.”

Remus and Sirius returned from practice to find their entire front room decked out in Rangers merch, chain links hanging from each light and across the ceiling.

“I swear as soon as Logan and I meet on the ice again…” Sirius looked over at Remus, “it’s war.”

Remus chuckled and pulled out his phone to find a message from Dumo.

‘Thanks for the key, it’s under the flower pot’

Everyone was gathered in Sid’s for their monthly get together. Some of the Rangers had made the trip down as well. Thomas was sat at the bar, his arm hooked loosely around Noelle’s waist.

“So no one managed to get either of the brothers?” She whispered in his ear.

Thomas smiled back at her, eyes softened as he moved a strand of hair behind her ear.

“Not yet. Did you manage to get the video?”

Noelle pulled her phone out of her bag and showed it to Thomas.

“It’s hilarious, T. Me and Nat were in stitches.” Thomas smiled slyly, placed a kiss on Noelle’s forehead, and walked up the the little make shift entertainment stage.

“Can I please have everyone’s attention!” He called out, arms wide. Mutters of ‘speech!’ were called out across the bar, paired with smattering’s of applause.

“Now with the close of another successful year of April Fools, we have this years standings. At the bottom, with the most unoriginal prank I think any of us have ever seen, we have Cole and Layla, who took it upon themselves to TP Knutty and Blizz’s goals.”

A round of ‘boo’s’ swept across the bar.

“Yes, yes, thank you. Do better next year” Cole and Layla had their heads in their hands looking mortified.

“Before I reveal the winner, I have one last thing I would like to do. Who here has been personally victimised by a certain pair of red-headed brothers this year?” Hands went up, Logan the Zebra’s face like thunder as people turned around to chuckle at him.

“Yes, now. I set Christmas on a task a week ago. Big love, Noelle,” he held a glass up to her and winked. “A little birdy once told us that our very own Alexander and Finnigan have their own pregame ritual they started when they were kids. Their mom and dad were more than happy to share this video with us-“

“No no no- please Walker I’m begging you,” Finn called out, laughter clinging onto his every word. Alex’s jaw was on the floor.

“If you’d please turn your attention to the screen.”

An old video played. A young Alex was instructing their parent to sit on the couch whilst Finn was in the background rewinding the tv to the perfect moment. The pair did an almost perfect rendition of the handshake from the parent trap.

Thomas looked back at Finn and Alex who were doubled over in laughter.

#lumosinlove #leo knut #o’knutzy #logan tremblay #finn o'hara #Alex O’Hara #james potter #sirius black #remus lupin #pascal dumais #kasey winter #sweater weather lumosinlove #vaincre lumosinlove #coast to coast lumosinlove

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blingywitch · 1 month

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There is nothing sluttier a man can do than wear a backwards hat.

#sorry just had that thought #i apologize #this wasn’t necessarily directed at Logan Tremblay but it certainly applies #it was actually directed at the one and only Kyle Gaz Garrick #wish he’d turn that hat backwards for once #I just love him #gaz garrick #kyle gaz garrick #cod mw2 #cod mw3 #coast to coast lumosinlove #logan tremblay

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whataboutmyfries · 1 year

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✩THE BEDTIME STORY PROJECT✩

Noot Special!

Hello hello hello! Welcome to a very special edition of the Bedtime story project!!! this could be read a love letter to all my beloved noot friends (it absolutely is btw) but also as a collection of some truly incredible fics by some equally incredible people. For those of you seeing this for the first time, this is not-quite regular post wherein i rec shorter, usually fluffy, fics in the hopes that you too find something to make your bedtime that little bit sweeter!

Oknutzy

✩Suburbia by @fruitcoops (T: rated by me)

Starting off so so so strong with Eve's wonderful writing. This fic feels like a big hug and I love it to bits oh gosh <333 Anyone that knows sweater weather knows Eve is an absolute GOD in this fandom and the fact that I get to interact with her on the daily and call her my friend still feels a wee bit like a fever dream. she's out here writing utter magic like countermoves and Land of light both of which have me climbing the walls and chewing at the floorboards cause holy SHIT (whoops, back to the fic) I'm not going to lie, it was so hard to pic just a few fics to rec, but I went with the one I'd read this week for the wee oneshot because oh GOSH it is so somft and lovely and adorable, i love it.

✩Frosted windowpanes by @heyitssmiller (G | 13.8K)

Piercing, bitter cold greeted Logan as he stepped outside for the first time that day. The kind of cold that made the entire body tense up and the breath hitch. It was a quiet early morning, with a stillness that only freshly-fallen snow could bring. Logan took a second to pull his toque further down over his head as he grabbed the chainsaw by the door before heading out to the truck, passing the sign with red, clean lettering that read Tremblay’s Christmas Trees.

Now anyone that's been on this blog for a while knows just how much I ADORE mills and her writing (hello my lovely E-fiancee!!) And this FIC oh GOSH!!!! Frosted wondowpanes recently had its two year anniversary (!!!) which is when it was published on Ao3. I won't lie, this au still lives in my head RENT FREE along with clandestine and also Rendezvous with destiny (both of which I am definitely NOT reccing in this list no sir, not AT ALL nuh uh please dont have the links to them (they're on the names) and also whatever you do DONT go and yell in milo's comments about how MAGNIFICENT her writing is, no sir, definitely not suggesting that) Because of just how adorable it is, so much blushy flirting and idiots in love, 100/10

✩Leo's plant corner by @we-are-swearwolves (G)

Finn/Leo/Logan: plants and domesticity and social media mishaps

Oh lord, oh jesus. Anyone that's ever interacted with me for any amount of time on the SW discord know I am absolutely FERAL for Em's writing. This is one of her shorter fics but you should absolutely definitely decidedly NOT go read her other works which I am NOT rec-ing because they definitely did NOT make me cry sob eat my heart out and feel shrimp emotions like Québécois and also "Smile, Soleil." nuh uh, not at ALL ;)

✩I've got my love to keep me warm by @arrowofcarnations (M | 1.7K)

Okay so, most people know Kim as the incredible author behind the fandom classic Inked but oh my GOSH the way kim writes makes me so EMOSH it is unreal, her characters are so fleshed out and tangible and so so gorgeous and also i get to watch her to her magic word thing on the discord??? like hello??? little old me witness to this absolute SORCERY??? genuinely insane, i adore it so much. Alsooooo cute little fun fact: Kim and Em worked together to write the masterpiece that absolutely BROKE me Like Real People Do just flipping INCREDIBLE. absolutely showstopping. I love Kim and her writing so so much.

✩Regency AU by @peggyrose19 (E: rated by me)

oh my god oh my god oh my GOD. Audrey's writing is so fucking *chef's kiss* and watching this magic story come to life in the SW discord was an absolute DELIGHT. utterly filthy, completely delightful and wonderful in every single way. Of course, Auds is also our local St.Tweedle whisperer with fics like this one and also hold me closer. oh my GOD audrey's brain is so so big, i honestly have no idea how she comes up with all these incredible aus and fic ideas, such a cool human i love her <3

Coops/ wolfstar

✩Christmas is home by ithilielthechosenone (T | 1.5K)

Remus gives him a mock shove with a shake of his head. “You are hopeless.” No, Sirius thinks. I was. I thought I had to be. I wrestled it down until I myself could no longer see it. You took my hand and gave it back to me. You all did. My hope lives within each and every smile of yours.

- Sirius and Remus enjoy the snow

Oh good gosh, oh jesus, oh boy, it's Ami's writing, my KRYPTONITE. The way Ami writes is like music. there's no other way I can think of to describe it. It flows so beautifully and the way her writing reads like lyrical prose and poetic storytelling has me weak in the knees EVERY single time. This fic was part of the SW discord winter fic exchange and it had me looking at my phone like 🥺🥰the whole time. Ami's writing is just INCREDIBLE and she blows me away with the way she words everytime she blesses us with her writing :)

✩First Burn by @fruitcoops

Okay folks, we've already established how much I ADORE Eve's writing but also oh my GOD I just had to bring up this au, which left me completely shooketh right from the moment the idea came up in the discord to the finished product of Eve's wonderful fic. I LOVE it so so much and I still reread it on a semi regular basis (but shhhh) bottom line, everyone needs to read this.

✩Washcloths and Wishes (A Sweater Weather Fanfic) by @veryspacecowboy (E | 1K)

oh goodness M's writing (and M themself) Is so flipping wonderful and this was one of her first fic's I've ever read (I think it might've actually been their first published fic I read) the way she writes is so flipping incredible and the way they weave all the character's stories together is so magical to witness, and to watch them do this wizardry on the discord (parkouring through allll the threads, so many of which are her brainchild because M is big brain and they are so so cool) has me making heart eyes at my phone/laptop. This fic is somft and also hot (which they are a MASTER at, the duality of M(tm)) and every SW fan HAS to read it, I promise you'll love it.

✩Sirius gets Re to communicate by the wonderful @tetedump/@arewelonely

LAUREL WRITING LAUREL WRITING OH MY LORDY. Laurel is such an incredible human oh my gosh my HEART!!! we haven't spoken very much but she's such a bright, kind, and comforting presence on the discord and I always have a little !!! moment when I see her in my notifications :')) This fic oh my GOSH this fic is EXACTLY what it says on the bottle, Sirius gets Re to communicate because he's a sexi sexi gentleman (Laurel's world not mine) She's such a lovely, caring human and honestly, you can really see that come through in her writing and it makes me so so 🥺🥹 I adore every single inch of it <3

✩Neon moon podfic, written by @fruitcoops and read by @itsaash

So we all know that Ash is our resident podcast GOD, who's read and orchestrated the wonderful Sweater weather podfic along with a bunch of other noots (which everyone collectively lost their minds over) and also the podfic of the system which was originally written by @heyitssmiller (ahahahah triple noot whammy hehehe) but oh my GOSH Ash is so so cool, and such a delightful person to talk to and interact with, I adore her to bits, she's always so nice and kind whenever you interact with her and she's so wonderful about raising peeps up with her podfics, it makes me very very 🥺🥰

Thank you so so much to the lovely noots for putting all their wonderful works out there into the world and letting me rec their works in this silly little list :) I love you all so so so much, and AHHHH thank you so much! Thank you, lovely reader for going through my first ever reclist! feel free to come yell about these lovely works with/at me, and you can send in your recs on the comments of this post, or my inbox!

Happy reading!

#the bedtime story project #noot special!#wolfstar #oknutzy #coops #lumosinlove ocs #sweater weather lumosinlove #coast to coast lumosinlove #AHHHHHHHH I LOVE THE NOOTS SO MUCH YALL THIS IS UNREAL #fries recs fics

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waltzedintherain · 2 years

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i posted this and it got deleted idk why🤠

BUT ANYWAYS

all three cubs are done<3🥰

character by @lumosinlove !!<3

#lumosinlove #sweater weather lumosinlove #leo knut #leo knut fanart #coast to coast #coast to coast lumosinlove #sweater weather fanart #logan tremblay #finn o'hara #o'knutzy

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halfoftwelve · 2 years

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O’Knutzy Week Day 2

Prompt: warm || cold (a day late)

@oknutzyweek, character credit to @lumosinlove <3

CW: Smut, 18+

Leo had been looking forward to their summer off. A not-too-long summer, of course. But it was a summer he'd get to spend with his boys. Finn and Logan would be away from him for some of it, but they would be home with him too. The first day had been perfect.

They'd spent the next few days exploring the town and each other. It was sleeping in until the sun was high in the sky and staying up until the moon had started to go back down. Leo loved his boys, and he loved home. He didn't realize until now how much they had become the same thing.

There'd been plenty of late nights filled with soft kisses and plenty of mornings filled with sweet smiles. It nearly drove Leo mad watching Logan and Finn walking across the beach everyday. They knew it, too.

The best part, though, was that Leo knew he was driving them just as crazy and he didn't have to try. They would stare as he walked past, lick their lips when he talked, and fall into bed the second they were alone.

NOLA was always hot in the summer, but this summer was hotter.

Finn and Logan were hotter. Tan skin and bright eyes, smiles that shinned and lips that turned bright red. Something about them being here with Leo had warmed him. Seeing them around all the places he had to hide himself for so long made him want them more. It made him think about all the times he'd wished to just have this one thing, and now he had it and some.

Leo had just finished his shower after spending the day on the boat, when he walked into the bedroom and was immediately hot again. The other two were in nothing but their boxers on top of the bed, arms around each other. They were whispering softly, faces close and smiling even softer.

He stood in the doorway for a moment just watching them, a smile forming on his own lips.

Logan noticed him first, "Le, come here."

Finn turned his head back to look at Leo, smiling, "come here baby."

It wasn't hard to miss the way they were looking at him. He'd always notice their blatant staring, their smirks and dark eyes.

He walked slowly towards the bed, watching them watch him.

He could see the way their eyes trailed up his body, the way Logan paused to lick his lips and the way Finn craned his neck further to look. Leo knew the towel around his waist was doing nothing to stop his growing interest, and he knew that it was affecting both of the boys just the same.

As soon as he was close enough Finn was reaching towards him, one hand on the back of his thigh and the other pulling the towel off. Finn pulled him down until Leo was straddling his hips. Leo could feel him, hard beneath him. Logan's hands were on them, one running up Leo's thigh and the other tangled in Finn's hair.

"Do you feel what you're doing to us?" Logan said, voice low and rough.

"Mm, tell me." Leo gasped as Finn thrust up.

"Hot, Peanut. You make us hot," Finn choked out during another well-timed thrust.

Logan's grip tightened on Leo's thigh, inching upwards.

Hot. Leo almost wanted to laugh. They were always hot, and honestly, it was starting to become an issue. Hot. As if he wasn't just as hot at the sight of them.

A low moan tore out of Finn's mouth, and Logan's grip tightened.

"Harz-"

"Yes, Lo. Yeah," Finn breathed out. Logan rolled away, making Leo open his eyes to seek him out. He'd barely opened them before Finn was rolling them over. He leaned over Leo, knees between his spread thighs and hands framing Leo's face. "Hi, baby."

Logan was back in a second, laying down next to Leo on the bed and pushing a bottle of lube into Finn's hand.

"Le, do you want--"

"Yes," he answered quickly, "please, Harz."

Finn leaned back, moving so he was centered between Leo and Logan. He snapped the band of Logan's boxers, "off, Lo, off."

That was all it took. Logan stripped quickly and Finn covered both hands with lube. He pressed one finger in slowly and Leo let his eyes roll back at the feeling. He felt Logan tense for a moment before relaxing back against him. Finn fucked his fingers into them a few more times before Logan was begging for more. His voice sent heat down Leo's spine.

"More, Finn. Please. More."

Logan moaned next to him, and then a second finger was pressing into Leo.

"Le?" Finn whispered down to him.

"Yes," Leo pressed his hips back on Finn's fingers.

Again, Finn fucked his fingers in a few times and then curled them up. Logan moaned loudly, obscenely, next to him. His body was tense, side pressing up against Leo. Finn curled his fingers again, and this time he brushed against Leo's prostate. He moaned at the same time Logan did, their voices loud and ringing through the room.

He continued pressing his fingers in, pressing on both of their prostates over and over. Logan was moaning and rocking back against Finn's hand, which sent heat throughout Leo's body. They were all together and Finn had both of them ready for him. Logan's shoulder and hip were pressing steadily against Leo's, and Leo was pressing back. He reached up, where Logan's hands were above his head and grabbed one, entwining their fingers.

Leo looked over at him, his mouth was wide open and his eyes were squeezed shut. His forehead had sweat over it, his hair sticking to it and falling away from his face. Logan always looked amazing in the heat of it, like he was made to feel pleasure.

Leo's eyes trailed to Finn, who was looking back at him with heat behind his eyes. Gorgeous, he mouthed, and Leo could only nod as another moan was torn out of him.

Slowly, Logan's foot moved from where it was next to his to tangle their legs together. From there he slid his foot closer to himself, pulling Leo's with and spreading his legs more. Finn moaned and Leo could see Logan's open mouthed smile.

"Fuck," Finn mumbled, voice cracking.

"Please," Leo responded.

Finn's fingers stilled, just for a second, "you think you're ready, baby?"

"Yes," Leo responded, "god, yes."

"Lo?" Finn asked, pulling his fingers out.

Logan nodded against the pillow, then choked out a 'yes.' Finn was quick to strip, leaning back over Leo and lining himself up. He pushed in slowly, eyes dropping closed as he went. Logan rolled so he was pressing against Leo's hip, watching Finn's movements closely.

Finn pushed in all the way and then fucked in, making Leo moan and his eyes roll back. He thrust in until he found a rhythm. Leo was breathing hard, panting out both the boys' names.

"Finn--" Logan gasped after Leo moaned loudly.

"Yeah, yeah. Okay, Le?" Leo nodded, "ready, baby?"

Leo didn't know who he was asking, but nodded anyway. Then Logan was moving. He moved to his hands and knees, crawling over Leo until they were face to face and their cocks were brushing with every thrust of Finn's hips. Leo looked up at Logan, their faces closer now and lips brushing.

"Ready, mon amour?" Logan whispered into Leo's open mouth.

He wasn't sure what he was meant to be ready for, but he nodded. He trusted them, with everything.

Logan reached behind him, holding Leo's cock and lining himself up, and oh. Finn was fucking him while Logan was riding him. This was new. They'd definitely talked about it before, too, which made it so much hotter. Logan groaned as he sank down, letting himself take all of Leo at once.

Finn didn't stop, and each thrust he gave to Leo went to Logan too. Logan who moaned each time and began circling his hips on Leo. Finn's hands were trailing up Logan's sides, and one stopped at his hip, tightening. The other moved to Leo's hip and trailed down his leg to move it around his own hip. It changed the direction of his thrusts, making Finn's cock push against his prostate, again and again. Leo began moaning, and Logan responded just as enthusiastically. He started bouncing on Leo's cock, his face open with pleasure.

Leo looked up at both of them, Logan's head was resting on Finn's shoulder, mouth open and filthy noises pouring out. Finn was looking down at where Logan's hips met Leo's, eyebrows furrowed and eyes foggy.

Looking at both of them made heat pool in Leo's stomach, made him so dizzy it hurt, "I'm gonna-- Finn, Lo--"

"Yes," Logan said, more of a moan than words.

They fucked him through it, Logan groaning as Leo filled him up and Finn pulling out in long strokes. When he finished Finn fucked Logan through both of their orgasms.

They lay there together, Logan in the middle and practically on top of them, for a few minutes.

When Leo's mind had calmed down a smile spread over his face, "that was fucking hot."

He felt Logan smile against his shoulder and saw Finn's face light up, "thought we'd show you how hot you make us," Finn said.

"Chaud, comme le soleil," Logan mumbled. "Je vous aime."

#o’knutzy week 2022 #o’knutzy #finn o'hara #leo knut #logan tremblay #sweater weather lumosinlove #sweater weather #lumosinlove #coast to coast #coast to coast lumosinlove

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Things my friends have said as incorrect Sweater Weather Quotes:Part 6(i’m sure this time k checked)

CW for sex, violence, alchemy, and over vulgarity as well as stupidity

As always credit to @futurebicon for the idea and a special mention to @fruitcoops for the use of Hattie aka coop’s perfect pup

strap in this one is long

“you made out!”-leo

“bestie vibes”-finn and logan

“shrink!”-logan to basically everyone

“do you mean a joint?”-leo

“i like to call them marijauna cirgretts”-finn

“I didn’t tell anyone, except my wife”-james

“i guess we learned something from it”-logan

“what did we learn”-leo

“that i hate people”-logan

“there was a baby in the sun what the fuck was that”-thomas

“and he was by the sauces”-finn

*mocks new york accent*-the whole team

*interrupts with gremlin noises*-finn

“i almost threw a coke can at you earlier”-regulus

“what?!”-sirius

“be greatful”-regulus

“you can’t get a boyfriend who will keep my lap warm”thomas to remus

“we are co dependent, we are tri dependent”-cubs

“is this hell, is this my future?”-leo

“that’s not a hicky that’s a rash”-remus

“why is our living room a crime scene?”-poor poor lily

“hattie is my companion sirius is my bitch”-remus

“would you still love me if i was a furry?”-finn

“no”-logan

“i wouldn’t be a sex furry or an outside furry, i’d me an inside furry, a me furry”-finn

“it’s not an issue”-logan

“that’s the definition of an issue”-leo

“do you ever crave water”-sirius

“it’s called being thirsty”-remus

“I got alcoholic popsicles”-dumo

“popsicles!”-logan

“alcohol!”-sirius

“i think i’m going to download twitter for one reason”-finn

“porn?”-logan

“did you fuck him in a twin bed”-finn

“i didn’t fuck anyone! i sucked his dick in a twin bed”-leo

“i do not want your feet in my camera roll”-remus

“oh my god i look like that”-sirius

“yeah i thought you knew”-remus

“it’s not breaking and entering if you give me the key”-james

“you stop being mean you stop being stupid”-leo breaking up fights between his boys

“call alex”-leo

“i can’t he blocked me” finn

“i’m going to choke you and not in a fun way”-logan

“why are you all gay and nervous”-lily

“i’m always gay and nervous”-remus

“no it’s more than normal”-lily

“why is lying he lying to us about doing gay stuff, we know he’s gay”-dumo while coops was closeted

“french is horny”-finn

“mercy boo coopy”-finn

“james you stack these and sirius”-remus

“look pretty?”-james

“no”-remus

“but i’m good at that”-sirius

#remus lupin #coops #james potter #lumosinlove #sirius black #sweater weather lumosinlove #vaincre lumosinlove #coast to coast lumosinlove #oknutzy #thomas walker #leo knut #finn o'hara #logan tremblay #incorrect quotes #sweater weather #pascal dumais #lily evans potter

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Peppermint Kisses and Christmas Wishes

Hi hello, this was a Cubs Christmas WIP I was working on forever ago and I’ve come to the conclusion I probably won’t finish it but it’s still cute so I wanted to share it. I believe the concept came from the lovely @veryspacecowboy and as always the characters belong to @lumosinlove

Logan always loved watching the snowfall. He wasn't sure why, but something in the way those fluffy flakes drifted down slowly from dark clouds overhead, made him feel so incredibly at peace in any given moment. The way each unique ice crystal would float through the air only to gather in a plush blanket over the frozen earth, muffling every sound, turning the world into a quiet frosted haven. Watching the delicate flakes fall and swirl through the air with each gentle breeze Logan could almost forget that everything else exists.

Closing his eyes he took a deep breath of crisp polar air and just let himself get lost in the silence. He loved it, the only thing that could possibly make this moment better would be if- suddenly warm arms were encircling his waist and pulling Logan back against a strong chest.

“Whatcha doing out here Sugar? It’s freezin’,” the words were mumbled against his ear, his partner's voice low and gravely from sleep.

Logan chuckled softly and leaned back into Leo’s arms letting the warmth of his body soak into him and chase away the icy chill of the air.

“I know,” he whispered back, “it’s nice isn't it?” Logan tilted his head up to press soft little kisses underneath his jaw.

Leo made an amused sound at that, “Only a Canadian would consider sub zero temperatures as ‘nice.’”

Logan rolled his eyes and breathed in another deep breath of snowy air this time carried with it was the scent of soap and clean laundry and just a hint of peppermint. It was a smell he would know anywhere, it was the smell of Leo, and with those strong arms wrapped around him Logan felt like he was enveloped in it.

“Where’s Finn?” he asked so very softly he was afraid his voice might get lost, absorbed by the growing snowbanks.

“He’s still sleepin’,” Leo answered, his lips pressed warm against Logan's ear. “It was cute, when I woke up he was all curled up around your pillow and chewing at the corner of his blanket.”

“Mmm, Fishy’s always so freaking adorable when he’s asleep,” Logan replied, his voice still hushed not wanting to disturb the peaceful silence as he let his gaze settle back on the falling snow. Leo just hummed softly in agreement, he tightened his arms around Logan's body and let them drift just as softly into the muffled quiet as the frozen flakes.

“Hey Knutty?” Logan asked, not looking away from the snow.

“Hmm?” he hummed, pressing his lips to Logan’s temple.

“Do you remember when we first met Finn?”

A laugh rumbled through Leo’s chest, “Of course I do, how could I forget?”

Logan chuckled a little himself, a little smile curled at his lips as he remembered that night. It had been a week or so before Christmas break in his and Leo’s sophomore year in college. Holiday parties and Christmas themed bar crawls were happening all over the town but Leo and Logan had stayed in that night far too distracted by each other to give a fuck about their friends getting wasted and passing out in a snowbank. The thing between them was still so very new and fragile, they had only been together for a month or two even though they had been friends since they had begun rooming together their freshman year.

That night they were tangled up on Leo’s bed, it was all slow kisses and warm hands exploring under loose clothes. Logan was nearly lightheaded from the intensity of Leo’s lips, his strong body pressing him into that hard mattress when suddenly the door banged open. Leo startled and nearly jumped off of him and when they looked up they found standing in their doorway a mouthwateringly gorgeous man looking at them with his face pinched in confusion.

Leo and Logan had just sat there blinking in stunned silence as the man took a step farther into their room, as he looked around his brows furrowed even further like he was trying to figure out where he was.

“Well this doesn't seem quite right?” he said, his words were slurred and he seemed to sway a bit on his feet, he’d obviously been drinking.

“Umm, dude?” Leo said and for the first time since he stepped into the room the man's eyes found where they were sitting on Leo’s bed.

“Wow!” he sighed, his eyes going wide, “you two are pretty.”

Leo burst out laughing at that, he practically fell into the pillows.

“Um… thanks,” Logan said through his own laughter, “what are you doing in here man? And- aren't you freezing like that?”

Logan let his gaze trail slowly up and down the man standing in the middle of their dorm. He was dressed in just a pair of loose satin boxers in candy cane stripes and fluffy white faux fur trimmed around the legs, attached to the boxers were evergreen suspenders that were held snugly over strong pale shoulders dusted in cinnamon freckles. The man had knee high fuzzy socks but his feet were in a pair of old beat up birkenstocks, tying the entire look together was a bright red santa hat on his head with little tufts of auburn hair fluffing out from underneath.

“I was… lookin’ for my friend's dorm, coulda sworn this was it,” he said as he glanced down to look at himself, seeming to finally realize that he’d been wandering around in just his festive underwear in the cold, the man looked back up at them and shivered.

Leo chuckled again, “I’ll get you a shirt.” He gave Logan's leg a little pat before reaching over the end of his bed to rifle around in his drawers. Pulling out an old but warm flannel Leo tossed it to the man, in his inebriated state he tried to catch it but stumbled forward only to land in Leo and Logans laps with a flop. Almost immediately he started giggling hysterically and snuggling down into the warm space between them.

“What on earth is happening right now?” Logan laughed, and looked over at Leo who just shrugged.

“I guess the drunk guy is a cuddler?”

Between them the man wrapped his arms around Logan's waist and tugged him closer, “Come’re mister french man, you’re incredibly warm and toasty.”

“I’m… I’m not- I’m Canadian,” Logan said before turning to Leo, “Le? What are we supposed to do with him? Should we kick him out?”

Leo let his eyes drift down to the man who currently had his face buried against his partner's hip, the silly santa hat had been knocked off in his fall and fluffy red hair was sticking in every direction. He felt a little warmth bloom in his chest at the sight but when he thought about making the man leave he felt his stomach twist unhappily.

“I- I honestly don't mind him staying here, but if you do Lo then we can definitely kick him out,” between them the man made a grumble of protest. “I just kinda hate the idea of him going back out in the cold like this. But it’s up to you.”

Logan thought for a moment his eyes darted from the man curled up against him to Leo and back down, “You know, I don't think I mind either.”

“Well, then I guess he can stay.”

“Mmh, get in here blondie,” the man said, reaching over to pull Leo down against him. There was a bit more laughing over the absurdity of the situation as Leo and Logan settled down, the redhead tugged them in close so that he was practically squished between them. Leo just simply rolled his eyes and pulled a blanket over the three of them.

The next morning Leo and Logan were startled awake by the man suddenly sitting bolt upright with a gasp, a groan quickly followed as he looked down to see that he was tucked between two complete strangers.

“You guys aren’t June?” he said all groggily, “who are you and where am I?”

“Mmm,” Logan groaned, still half asleep, “‘Who are you?’ asks the random drunk man that decided to make himself at home in our bed.”

“D- did I? Oh gosh I’m sorry,” he groaned again and rubbed at his temples, “I’m Finn, and I suppose I overdid it a bit too much at that party last night.”

“Yep, I’d say that's a bit of an understatement,” Leo said as he sat up and began crawling out of the bed, “I’m Leo by the way and that's Logan,” he nodded towards his partner who was trying to smother himself with a pillow in protest of being awake so early.

“I should probably go home now,” Finn mumbled as he too climbed out of the bed, a bright blotchy blush burned to life in his cheeks and down his pale neck when he realized he was still just wearing those candy cane fur lined boxers. “Um… do you think I could borrow something to wear?”

Leo chuckled and snagged the flannel he had grabbed the night before and tossed it at him, this time Finn caught it easily.

“Thanks, I appreciate you guys taking care of me last night,” he said pulling on the soft flannel, “I guess I’ll- I’ll see you around.” Cheeks still burning a bit Finn quickly slipped out the door presumably heading back to wherever he called home.

Once the door clicked shut Leo chuckled softly, he easily kneeled onto his bed straddling Logan's lap, he reached out and pulled the pillow away from his partner's face to find pretty moss colored eyes still a bit hazy and blinking away the sleep.

“You know, he was actually pretty dang cute,” Leo whispered before leaning down to give Logan a sweet kiss.

“Yeah he was,” Logan whispered back as he reached his hands over his head to stretch his body out, still pinned between Leo’s thighs, “too bad we’ll probably never see him again.”

A couple days later there was a soft little knock at their door, Leo set down the book he had been reading and Logan's hand stilled on the strings of his guitar.

“I’ve got it,” he said, setting the instrument aside and making his way to the door. When he pulled it open though Logan blinked in surprise to find Finn standing in their doorway. This time he was fully clothed and somehow was almost more attractive in his soft looking creamy knit sweater, a pair of dark burgundy corduroy pants, and comfy brown loafers. He was bundled up for the cold in a brown peacoat and a homemade looking scarf wrapped around his neck, topping it all off was a matching burgundy santa hat on his head.

“Hi,” Finn said, that blotchy blush of his returned to his cheeks at the surprised look on Logan's face.

“Finn?” Leo said, coming up behind Logan to see who was at their door.

“Hi,” he repeated, as his blush deepened, “I uh… I brought this back.” Finn held out the flannel Leo had lent him all clean and neatly folded.

“Oh, thanks,” Leo took the shirt, “I appreciate you bringing it back.”

“Yeah, of course,” Finn nodded and grinned at them. For a moment it looked like he was about to turn and leave now that his excuse to be there was gone but at the last moment he stopped. “Do you mind if I ask why you guys chose to not decorate for Christmas? If that’s rude or invasive at all you don't have to answer. I was just kinda curious.”

Logan huffed a laugh, “Nah, it’s not rude at least to us. It wasn't exactly that we chose not to decorate, it was more that neither of us could really be bothered to do it this year.”

Finn nodded in understanding, he bit at his bottom lip like he was trying to stop himself from saying something until he suddenly couldn't hold it back anymore.

“Can I do it for you?” he asked, “I mean if that's weird I understand. I just think it's nice to have lights and decorations up, it always seems to make people a bit happier, and I love doing it. And I just want to say thank you for being so nice to me the other night and this is the best way I know how, and I hope I'm not being weird, sometimes I come off a little weird. I’m sorry I’m rambling at this point, I’m gonna shut up now.” Finn bit down on his lip again to finally stop himself from continuing to talk as he waited for Leo and Logan to answer.

Logan couldn’t stop himself from grinning at the sweet flustered man in their doorway, “You know what, why not. If you want to decorate for us you are welcome to do it.”

At Logan’s words Finn's entire face lit up with happiness, “Really? I can?” Logan just nodded at him. “Awesome! I’m gonna go grab some things from my car?” With that Finn nearly skipped down the hall away from their dorm.

“Logan,” Leo whispered low against his ear as he wrapped his arms around his partner.

“What?” he asked, letting the door click shut as he leaned back into Leo’s hold.

“You hate Christmas decorations, If I recall correctly you said they were ‘a tacky waste of time and money,’” there was just a hint of lighthearted teasing in Leo’s voice as he tightened his hold on his partner.

“Well, I guess it’s a good thing it’s neither my time nor money being wasted then isn't it.”

“Awe Sugar, you made him happy,” Logan could feel the smile on Leo’s lips where they were pressed to his ear.

Logan made a soft little sound in the back of his throat, “I had to Knutty! Did you see how adorably excited he was? How could I say no to that?”

“You’re such a sweetheart Lo,” Leo murmured and pressed a kiss to his ear, “even if you try to play it grumpy.”

—

“Hey Leo?” Logan whispered, he finally looked away from the falling snow to tilt his head back and look up at his partner.

“Hmm?”

“Back then, back when Finn just became a part of our lives, did you ever think we would end up here?”

Leo huffed a laugh, “Do you mean ‘here’ as in the three of us together? Or ‘here’ as in freezing our butts off watching the snowfall at the North Pole?”

“Both,” Logan grinned and nuzzled a little into Leo’s neck, pressing his cold nose against warm skin.

He couldn't see it but he knew with one hundred percent certainty that Leo rolled his eyes before kissing the top of Logan's head and whispering his answer into soft curls.

“Honestly, I don't really know. I wouldn't say I knew the three of us would end up together like this but I think somewhere inside me I did know that the two of you were very special and I hoped we would get to be together. I hoped we would get to be happy and spend our lives with each other in some capacity. And as for being here, at the North Pole, never in a million years could I have seen this coming.”

“Right,” Logan agreed, “You know we’ve been coming up here for years now and sometimes it still feels as impossible as that first time Finn brought us here. I know its a little silly after this long but it’s still kinda a mind fuck, I mean Finn’s dad is Santa? We’ve literally met the man and it’s still hard to wrap my brain around.”

“I Know,” Leo pressed his cheek to the top of Logan's head and let his eyes fall back on the drifting snow, “I didn’t believe him at first. I thought he was just joking with us or pulling some sort of prank.”

Logan chuckled, “Yeah, I remember that.”

It felt like forever ago now. After that night Finn had drunkenly stumbled into their lives; it wasn't long before he had found his place with them. The three of them settled into an easy friendship that quickly evolved into something more. But it wasn't until after Leo and Logan graduated, Finn had finished school the year before, that he finally shared the secret that had been eating away at him his entire life.

The three of them had decided to finally move in together now that they were all done with school.

“Guys,” Finn said softly, “I need to talk to you about something.”

Logan glanced over from where he was sitting on the floor opening moving boxes and organizing the content to see Finn set his own large cardboard box down. He looked tense, his shoulders held tight and his face pinched in that look that always meant he had something important on his mind.

After a moment Leo wandered out of the kitchen from where he had been unwrapping their mugs and dishes to put up in the cabinet.

“What’s up Fishy?” he asked, coming up to press a quick kiss to Finn's cheek.

“I- um…” Finn twisted his hands together and bounced a little on his feet, “I’m not entirely sure how to say this, I’m gonna sound like a crazy person.”

“Hey, Finn it’s ok baby,” Logan looked up at him, “I’m sure you won't sound crazy, just tell us. What’s going on?”

“I- I know I should have told you guys this a long time ago but… I just never felt like it was the right time,” he was chewing at his bottom lip anxiously.

Finn took a deep breath and let it out slowly, “Alright, here it goes… So I know I've never really talked to you guys about my parents and there’s a reason for that. My dad is… well he’s kinda a unique guy,” Leo and Logan waited patiently for him to continue. “My dad he’s… Santa.”

There was a beat of silence as Finn waited for their reactions.

“Umm? What are you talking about Fish?” Leo asked his brows furrowed in confusion, “Is this a joke? You were scaring me for a moment there.”

“N-no, Le I’m not joking. I know it sounds stupid, but I’m being one hundred percent serious My dad is Santa, I grew up in the North Pole, I have my own bench in his workshop.” As he spoke Finn began pacing back and forth amongst the boxes, “My entire life I’ve never been allowed to tell anyone that. But you two,” he looked from Leo over to Logan still watching from the floor and back up, “you two are so fucking important to me and I had to finally tell you who I am.”

“Finn,” Leo said softly and walked closer to his partner, he gently cupped his palms against Finn’s jaw, “Sugar look at me. I love you with my whole heart but right now this sounds insane. I haven't believed in Santa since I was six years old and now one of the men I love is trying to convince me that he’s Santa’s child?”

“I know it sounds crazy,” tears were gathering in Finn’s big brown eyes, Leo gently brushed away the ones that leaked down his cheeks with his thumbs. “I know it’s a lot to ask you to actually believe in a fairy tale,” Finn made a little sniffle, “but if you don't want to believe in Santa, just believe in me. Believe that I would never lie to you, believe that I wouldn’t make this joke or a prank. Just trust me.”

“We do trust you Finn, baby this is just… a lot.”

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So… that’s all I had written the rest of the story was supposed to be them remembering the first time Finn brings them to the North Pole. He takes Leo into the shop and makes him a little carved alligator and he introduces Lo to all the reindeer. Eventually Finn was supposed to wander out and find LeLo out watching the snow and pull them back inside into the warmth of their little cottage. Just before he does through they see his dads sleigh shoot through the night sky bells jingling faintly in the quiet of their snow covered world.

#sweater weather #coast to coast #leo knut #logan tremblay #lumosinlove #coast to coast lumosinlove #o’knutzy #christmas #Santa #finn o'hara

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Will you please tell him his hair looks sexy pushed back?

#finn o'hara #logan tremblay #leo knut #lumosinloveart #sweater weather lumosinlove #vaincre lumosinlove #coast to coast lumosinlove

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arrowofcarnations · 9 months

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Hi loves! To add some (pumpkin) spice to this year’s Fic-O-Ween, one lucky participant will win this fabulous prize—an enamel pin that shares a name with our favorite hockey au!

The fest runs from October 19-31. After the fest is over, a winner will be randomly drawn (must be 18 or older and be comfortable DMing me a mailing address for the prize. You do not have to live in the US!).

All you have to do is create something for at least one day of the fest and tag @noots-fic-fests to be entered. Drawing will take place sometime in November. Happy Fic-O-Ween, y’all! 👻

#fic-o-ween 2023 #lumosinlove #sweater weather lumosinlove #coast to coast lumosinlove #vaincre lumosinlove #fic fest

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shirbird · 2 years

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CAN WE TALK ABOUT HOW IVE BEEN READING SWEATER WEATHER/VAINCRE/COAST TO COAST FOR A WHILE AND I JUST NOW REALIZED THAT MY PAST ‘SITUATIONSHIP’ WAS BASICALLY FINN AND LOGAN AND NOW WE HAVEN’T SPOKEN IN A LONG TIME AND I REALLY MISS HER SO I GUESS WE’RE JUST WAITING FOR OUR LEO TO COME ALONG AND MAYBE I SHOULD START PLAYING HOCKEY

#ITS LITERALLY US IM CRYING #sweater weather #vaincre #coast to coast #finnandlogan #o’nutzy #lgbtq+#lgbtqia+#lesbian #gay pining #lumosinlove #sweater weather lumosinlove #vaincre lumosinlove #coast to coast lumosinlove #finn o'hara #logan tremblay #leo knut #finn Leo and Logan

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ttylfedora · 1 year

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Try Again:Chapter Four

As always, characters belong to @lumosinlove 🤍

In which Regulus and Logan have a post-night-out catch up

Taglist: @fleetingpieces @spookypotato

Read on AO3 here

“Any normal person wouldn’t go out for a run to get rid of a hangover, you know.” Logan mumbled into his pillow.

Sirius chuckled as he set down the cup of coffee he got for Logan on the bedside table.

“No, but some of us are blessed with easy hangovers, or, you know, we know how to handle our drink,” Sirius mused. He opened up the curtains to sounds of protest from Logan, who pulled the duvet up over his head. Logan tried to ignore the spinning room, alcohol memories from the previous night bubbling their way up to the surface. Or was it the actual alcohol? Either way, Logan definitely regretted the obscene amount he spent last night.

He pulled down the duvet, letting his eyes slowly adjust to the light, only to find an amused Sirius sat at the desk.

“If you're going to throw up, I’m sure the hotel staff would appreciate it if you made it to the toilet.”

“Do you ever shut up? Merde.” Logan mumbled as he swung his legs over the side of the bed, room spinning. “I think I’m still drunk.”

“I think that's an accurate assumption.” Sirius stood up, clapping his hands together. Logan winced at the sound, head reeling at the sudden noise. “Come on, team briefing in 30.” With that, he left Logan to get ready, or some semblance of it because Logan would be nowhere near 100% ready for a team briefing in his current state.

The shower was ice cold when he stepped into it, but Logan couldn’t find it in himself to care. The shock of the cold water woke him up. If it wasn’t for the time constraint he could have easily spent the rest of the day there, maybe the rest of the week. His muscles ached from the torture he put his body through from the previous day. It was days like this that he had to remind himself he did, in fact, enjoy playing rugby. The wins made it worth it. The achey muscles, not so much.

As he shut the water off, he noticed his phone pinging relentlessly. Switching it to silent, he dried himself off and went in search of clothes- clothes that were thrown haphazardly all over the hotel room. His untidiness had earned him endless torture from his teammates but he couldn’t find it in himself to care. He towel dried his hair a little more before placing his hat on top of it. The brief ping of his heart made him look up- because of course it was the hat Finn got him all those years ago.

Seeing Finn with the new blond rookie- Leo he thought his name was- sent Logan’s heart plummeting. He looked… happy. Happier than he was ever with Logan. From the brief conversation he had had with Leo, though, he could understand why. If he was to ever meet someone who was the literal definition of sunshine, it was him- and it hurt.

It hurt that it wasn’t him that Logan was stealing looks from, soft brushes of hands in crowds. It wasn’t him who knew when Finn felt the need to leave. It wasn’t him. And it should have been.

The sound of his phone ringing from the bathroom was enough to elicit a groan from him. There were only two people that could override the do not disturb setting- his sister and Pascal. He couldn’t decide who he wanted to speak to less given his current state. He let the phone ring out, only for his door to be pounded. Pascal it was.

“Come on, open up.”

Logan ran his hands over his face, wading through the mess to open up the door.

“Ah, there you are. Full of sunshine as usual,” Pascal smiled. Logan rolled his eyes, returning to the room to get the coffee Sirius had brought into him which was most definitely cold, and his phone. He pulled his hood up over his hit and reluctantly followed Pascal through the hallway and down into the conference room that had been booked out by the team managers.

Everyone was in various states of alertness. Regulus looked similar to Logan, sunglasses hiding what Logan was sure would be bags that would be considered designer. Sirius looked as chipper as ever, making light conversation with Nado, who looked like he could have done with another few hours in bed. Knowing Nado though, he likely didn’t get to bed. This was made obvious by the fact he had yet to change, and the poor attempt at rubbing a wine stain off of his top. Logan noticed that Barty and Evan weren’t there, though.

He sat down next to Pascal, who was typing away happily on his phone.

“Well well well,” Coach burst into the room, making Logan jump along with various others. A few grumbled at the noise, whilst others whooped back at him “how are we all feeling, Grand Slam winners?” he smiled. He was met with cheers from across the room. Logan half-heartedly joined in, raising his fist and bumping the air slightly.

“Some of you are a sight for sore eyes,” he laughed, setting his glasses and the stacks of paper down on the table. “Everyone had a good night?” People nodded, some more enthusiastically than others.

Logan zoned out of the rest of the briefing, the loose skin on the edge of his nail more interesting than the sounds of praise coming from the coaching staff and the management team. Had he not been so hungover, he may have heard the question that was sent his way. He looked up when Pascal nudged him.

“Sorry, can you say that again?” he asked, face flushing red.

Coach laughed. “I asked if you- you know what, never mind.” He looked around the room at the team. “Judging by the fact some of you are probably still drunk-” a curt look at Nado, who looked up at the ceiling, suddenly very interested in how many tiles there were, “now probably isn’t the best time to be having this meeting. Rest up, enjoy the rest of the week and we’ll reconvene next Monday, yes?”

The team nodded, thankful that they could leave to either sleep off their hangovers or simply continue to drink. Logan looked over at Regulus, both chuckling to themselves at the state of the other. Regulus looked down at his phone and Logan felt his own ping.

‘Breakfast?’

Logan looked over at him before typing his response.

��Maybe. Depends on what though. Not sure I can stomach much rn.’

Regulus laughed and walked over to him.

“Pancakes?”

“You read my mind,” Logan laughed, wincing slightly. “Let’s go before we get roped into drinking more.”

Regulus nodded and followed him out. He enjoyed Regulus’ company more than the others’ most of the time. It wasn’t that he didn’t love his team- he would go to the ends of the Earth for them, but the calm that Regulus carried around with him was enough to calm any storm. He was an easy person to be around.

They walked in silence to the pancake bar they had found the last time they were in Dublin for a match, both immediately deeming it one of their favourite places as soon as they entered it for the first time. It was a quant little diner, out of the way of the hustle of Dublin’s busy streets. They sat down and ordered their usual, with extra helpings of all the sweet stuff now that they weren’t under strict diet plans in preparation for a big game.

“So,” Regulus started, sipping on his coffee. “The new Irish hooker’s a sweetheart, right?” he asked, smirking over his mug.

Logan scoffed. “Don’t you dare,” he warned.

“All I’m saying is he seemed to enjoy Finn’s company.”

Logan scowled at him. He should have expected this really. If there was anyone on the team who loved gossip more than Sirius, it was his little brother. His little brother who moved in silence, listening to everything and watching everyone. If something happened, chances are Regulus probably knew about it before it ever occurred.

“And good for him,” Logan shrugged.

“Don’t pretend like it doesn’t bother you,” Regulus teased. The waitress brought over their plates, both of them thanking her before digging in.

“Look, if I wanted to talk about Finn, I would have gone to breakfast with your brother.”

“No you wouldn’t have,” Regulus chuckled, hand over his mouth as he took another bite.

“You’re right,” Logan said reluctantly. Sirius only knew how bad Logan was from the outside when he fell out with Finn. Regulus knew the ins and outs of it all, was the ear to listen when Logan would go on and on about how much he fucked up. The metaphorical and physical shoulder for him to cry on. Truthfully, Logan wouldn’t trade Regulus for the world, even if he was a metaphorical and physical pain in his damn ass.

“Did you see how Nado and Kuny were with each other, though?” Regulus asked.

Logan shook his head. “I can’t actually remember much of last night, enlighten me.”

Regulus smiled at him and leant in. “They were all over each other.”

“It’s about time,” Logan laughed, picking up his coffee and sipping it.

“Right?” Regulus replied, waving his fork. “I mean there’s only so much I can watch of those two tip-toeing around each other. Glad they finally figured out their differences- or, you know, their sames.”

Logan nodded in agreement. Nado and Kuny were something else. He’d never seen two people work so well together on and off the pitch. It was refreshing to watch, sometimes.

“Did I miss anything else last night?” he asked.

“Uhm,” Regulus paused as he took another bite, “James and Kasey were dancing on the bar with their tops off, Sirius and Remus did body shots, Barty and Evan were off doing Barty and Evan things so god knows where they wound up but they seemed to be having a good time before then Thomas was going around recording and pretending to hold a microphone asking people who they thought would get the most drunk- you were the most popular answer by the way-, Alex gave a wonderful rendition of ‘Pocketful of Sunshine’ which had everyone in stitches. ”

“Please tell me if someone recorded that.” Logan laughed. Regulus looked at him as though the answer was the most obvious thing in the world.

“Thomas,” they both said at the same time before laughing.

“You were arguably the funniest, though. You had ripped your shirt and decided that you weren’t the only one allowed a ripped shirt, and got the grump so most people ripped their shirts in solidarity. Oh, and there's a video of you giving us all a strip tease on the tables. Did you not see it in the chat this morning?” Regulus asked.

Logan groaned and shook his head, letting it fall into his hands. “Muted it. The buzzing was doing my head in.”

“You also spoke to Alex quite a bit…” Regulus hesitated. Logan’s head shot up.

“About what?”

“You know what about, Logan.”

“Fucking hell. Was it bad?”

Regulus shook his head. “You mainly asked how he was doing and who the new guy was. Alex gave you a very ‘media safe’ answer and you weren’t happy about it. Went off and sulked before James handed you another drink and pulled you onto the bar as well.”

Logan groaned, once again.

“I’m never drinking… ever again.”

Regulus’ phone started ringing, his brother's name flashing up on the screen. Logan zoned out, finishing off his now cold pancakes and guzzled the rest of his coffee.

“Team dinner. 6pm.” Regulus told him.

Logan rolled his eyes- because how dare his job get in the way of his plans to do absolutely nothing all day.

“Come on, you can mope about it later. It looks like it's going to rain soon and I’ll be damned if you’re the reason I end up sick.”

They paid for their breakfast and left, opting for a more direct route back to the hotel than the one they took to get there in the first place.

A flash of ginger hair made Logan double take. There Finn was, waiting at the crossing across the road from him, face flushed from his run. Logan quickly turned around, causing Regulus to look back in confusion, before looking back and spotting Finn himself. He grabbed Logan’s arm to sounds of protest, before walking down a different street, away from the one person that Logan didn’t want to see but could spend hours upon hours looking at.

“He even looks good in those god awful shorts,” he mumbled under his breath. Regulus’s head rocked back as he let out a laugh.

“You’re so whipped, man.”

Logan looked at him in disgust.

“Am not.”

“Are too.”

“I can’t stand him.”

“Yeah, sure you can’t, buddy.”

#try again #leo knut #o’knutzy #logan tremblay #coast to coast lumosinlove #lumosinlove #wolfstar #regulus black #regulus being regulus

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