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awanderingdeal · 2 years
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omg HI so since your requests are still open and I have an adoration of SOs teaching each other things as well as an aggressive HC that Leo does ballet or gymnastics for flexibility practice, PLEASE him just bringing his boyfriends along for a class. Because Leo has grace but Finn O'Hara definitely does not but man is he enthusiastic and I'm just picturing big tough broad scary man Tremblay walking in and totally intimidating everyone but then so sweet trying SO HARD to perfect his form -aj
Hi aj! Long time no see! I'm sorry it took so long to fulfil this (and I know that @livingforcoopsandoknutzy did a little something for this already, but I'd already started writing this so I hope you don't mind!) Anyway, enjoyyyyy, please.
O'Knutzy Week - Day 7
It is here. A little (a lot) late, but better than never.
Prompt: Free day
Rating: G
CW: Exercise.
Credits: O'Knutzy belong to @lumosinlove and thank you to @oknutzyweek for organising all this.
A deeply hidden memory clawed its way to the front of Logan's mind as they got closer to the studio. The distinct smell of wood, sweat and leather was prominent, as if he was actually there again, newly five years old and stuffed into a white t-shirt and black short., Even now his nose wrinkled with how much he'd hated it - for the mere six months he'd lasted before being asked to leave. 
"You made me rock climb," Leo laughed. He slipped his hand into Logan's, tugging him across the threshold. 
"You're a giraffe, you were made to rock climb." 
“Allez,” Leo teased. “You’ll be fine.”
Logan muttered rapid French under his breath and Leo didn’t even bother asking him to repeat it. " 
"Go on, Go. I want to go." Finn said, practically climbing over Logan to get through the door. 
"Come on now boys, we're waiting for you," their teacher, who Leo had said was named Serena, beckoned them over. "To the barre, please. Next time, please try to arrive fifteen minutes prior to the start." 
Logan blushed under the inquisitive stares of the five students seemingly ready to begin. 
"Sorry Serena, we had a little...resistance," Leo said. He pointedly did not look at Logan, but Finn had already bounded across the floor to the barre, so it was rather obvious who the guilty party was.   
Serena hummed, a small smile curving her lips. "Well, hopefully by the end of the class those who may be hesitant will be somewhat less resistant, as you put it." 
Serena was a petite woman, her hair white with age and a map of wrinkles on her pale skin. Despite the authoritative air, her hazel eyes held kindness. Nothing like the harsh glare of the lady who had taught his pre-ballet class way back then. 
Leo took his place at the end of the barre. He'd already explained Serena preferred those with more experience at the end, so when they turned around a beginner wouldn't be left with no one in front of them to follow. Finn slipped in quickly next to him, and as much as Logan loved his boyfriend, he wasn't sure he'd be the best example to follow. 
Logan gave his most charming smile as he moved further along, slotting himself in the gap between a wiry middle aged man who looked like he belonged in a suit, and a broad shouldered woman with red hair. They both took a hesitant step to the side. Did I forget deodorant this morning? Maybe that title of ‘smelliest feet’ was well earned in last year's locker room awards.
"First, we will go through some basics, after which we will start with some combinations. We will keep them simple, which means I want to see excellent form from those of you who have been here longer okay?" Serena introduced. 
It seemed simple enough. 30 minutes later Logan was sweating and muscles he didn't even know he possessed hurt. There was so much to know. First position. Third position. Plie.Port de bras. Tendu. 
“Why is there so much French?” Finn groaned, even as he flung his leg back out in a poor imitation of what Serena had shown them. 
Trust me love, knowing what the words mean doesn’t help much.
"Eyes up," Serena called. "Yes, I'm talking you, Mr. O'Hara. It is generally considered impolite to stare at the behind of those in front of us. “Don't make me send you to the other end." 
“It’s such a good behind though,” Finn chuckled. 
They moved on to what Serena called ‘centre work', next. Logan was glad to get away from the barre, but as Phillipa demonstrated the series of movements Serena dictated, any relief ebbed away. The only thing getting him through was the stupid goofy grin on Finn’s face. 
“Plie. Jump,” Serena showed, lifting a good few inches off the floor despite her age. “Make sure to really push off the floor, so you're engaging your glutes and hamstrings.”
Finally, Logan thought, something he could do.
“Very good, Logan. Just try to land with a little more grace.” 
Logan felt the small proud smile that had crept onto his face slip away. More grace. He wasn’t exactly known for being graceful. Fast and powerful, he could do. Grace was not really his department. 
“Hey, don’t worry. I used to get the same critique. Just pretend there's a tiny puppy underfoot and you don’t want to squash it.” 
“Quoi?” Logan frowned.
The same broad shouldered woman he’d been stood by earlier (he thought her name was Jenny, or maybe it was Agatha) made a jump, exaggerating the soft movement. “Don’t kill the puppy.”
“Right, don’t kill the puppy.”
And like every stubborn decision Logan ever made, he tried again.
"Better," Serena praised.
Logan caught Leo looking a him with a muted smile - the same kind he made when Harry did anything vaguely new - and hoped the tan of his skin hid the blush he could feel warming his cheeks.
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lumo-dreams · 4 months
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Happy new year ♥️
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under-theweirwood · 11 months
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thinking about harvard-era finnlo: 
logan coming back during the first chilly night of the fall to the warm amber light of finn’s lamp while he reads in bed, their shared room soft and safe and home. bleary mornings before early practices stumbling out the door in each other's sweatshirts, stopping at dunkin’ on the way to the rink and eating donuts in hazy golden silence. the first time finn falls asleep in logan’s bed, watching a movie on a too-small laptop screen squished together on the twin-sized regulation mattress smelling like snow and deodorant and coffee. knees knocking together in the library late at night, and logan letting his legs linger there a little longer to feel the sure steady weight of finn pressed back against him.
anyway this is the only thing in my head these days, all credit for everything to @lumosinlove :)
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cetuscorvus · 1 year
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Vivarium 。・゚'☆'゚・。
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dreadfutures · 2 months
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ye olde man
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missringsy · 1 year
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Idk I just feel like posting these cute screenshots that I had originally put on Reddit :)
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dreamingofmarauders · 7 months
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did you see that Ben Barnes used the lumos spell to turn on the light of his phone in his life show? 😂 💡
I loved it sooo much
Omg YESSSSS I did!! So damn cute! He does it on purpose man I feel like, those cute little Harry Potter references, knowing we love it. He is sooooo Sirius Black for real.
I swear I'm going to lose my mind if he doesn't play Sirius in the reboot. We also need Andrew Garfield as Remmy! <33
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lovelyseraza · 1 year
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New LuMo kiss ❤️
https://instagram.com/lumo_gzsz?igshid=YmMyMTA2M2Y=
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httpiastri · 4 months
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happy happy holidays and congrats on 1.5k😊 let it snow + winter wonderland? i’ve always been a sucker for a ship lol and the wip can be for whomever you ship me with or if you don’t have one for them then lando or charles maybe?
i love cooking/baking, huge foodie! also reading and writing, traveling, any water activities, movie/game nights and music/concerts. i am an animal lover with a mega soft spot for dogs. very talkative and friendly but i need time to myself every day to decompress. a little impulsive, pretty stubborn, very protective of my loved ones. i love love, making people smile, and watching sunsets. that’s probably too much lol congrats again and wishing you all the best + a wonderful new year ahead!💛
happy holidays! and thank you tons!! <3 i ship you with max verstappen!! max would love it if you baked or cooked for him, especially before or during a race weekend as support, or after a good race as celebration. i have a feeling he would be into board games? so game nights would be a lot of fun with him? but i also have a feeling he would be prone to cheating so 😭 be careful lmao. max definitely needs time to relax and de-stress, especially after a race weekend, so taking some time to unwind would be something you have in common. idk about dogs specifically but max definitely likes animals, his little kitties 🤭 max loves to smile skdjfhdk and making others smile too, so you'd be a very happy and smiley couple <3<3
i actually dont have any wips for max :0 so i'm putting in a little piece of a long thing i've been writing for charles:
after this, everything went by in a blur; one second, you were just chatting in a corner of the club. the next, you were making out in the elevator of the hotel you were both staying in. and then, your back met the covers of his bed as he climbed over your body. his fingers left imaginary traces along your skin, his lips following the path they'd drawn. the sensation was new, so different from anything you'd felt before. his touches drew out shallow breaths and sweet noises from you as he discovered your body, your little sounds helping him know how to please you the way you wanted. the time you spent with charles went on for hours, yet it was over in mere seconds. when he held you against his chest, you wanted nothing more than to stay there forever, to rest your head against him and feel his skin against yours until the end of time – but at the same time, you knew that couldn't happen. so when his low snores filled the room, when his breath was steady and you were sure he was asleep, you swiftly fled from his grasp. getting dressed in a tight dress and your previously discarded underwear after a night like this is always awkward, and leaving a gorgeous man alone in the big bed always sucks. but you had no other option.
wishing you all the best too! hope you have a lovely 2024!!! 🧡
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awanderingdeal · 2 years
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Hey Lucy! Could you please write some goalie love? Maybe some hurt-comfort with Leo going to Kasey for advice or something like that? 💛
Edited: 20th Feb 23 - Nothing major, just rewriting some stuff with (what I hope) are much improved skills.
Hey, 💛 Here's some Kasey giving Leo advice after his first game loss.
Rating: G
CW: None that I can think of, but do drop me a message if I have missed anything.
Character credit belongs to @lumosinlove
Leo had lost games before. Of course he had. Nobody got through a high school hockey career without experiencing that low. Still, he hadn't been prepared for the guilt curling in his stomach, pulling at his insides until he felt bitter bile at his throat.
Swallowing, Leo slumped back in his stall trying to silence the jeers of their opponent's fans ringing in his ears. A few feet away, James and Thomas cooed over photos of Thomas' new nephew, whilst Nado and Timmy made similar noises over potential tattoo designs. The rest of the team seemed to have put the defeat behind them already, but even the itch of sweat drying beneath his pads wasn't enough to get Leo moving.
"Hey," Kasey said, slapping his hand against Leo's shoulder before taking a seat in the next stall. "You okay?"
Leo pressed his tounge against the back of his teeth, thinking about shrugging off the question. Kasey watched him patiently; the only sign he was waiting for an answer was in the slight tilt of his head. It reminded him of something his Mama had told him once. People think more than they talk sometimes. You've gotta be comfortable with the silences. He hadn't really understood it back then.
"How'd you do it?" Leo asked eventually
Kasey cocked his head further. "I'm going to need a bit more than that."
Sometimes you have to push just a little.
"Knowing that the loss was your fault," Leo said.
Kasey blinked and cocked his head even further. Was he a fucking cat?
But for the most part, people will talk if you let them.
"Okay," Leo sighed, tangling his fingers together. "I get we're a team, but I should've saved that second goal and if I had we'd have won."
"And if Sirius hadn't lost the puck in the first place?"
"Sirius' job is to score goals meaning there's always a risk of him losing the puck. My entire job is to save goals. It's the only reason I'm here."
Kasey laughed, smoothing his hair out of his face, "Sorry, it's just funny. Rookies, I mean. They never change." He sat more upright, smile dropping into something softer, more reassuring. "Look, Leo. Sometimes you just make a mistake. You've just got to shrug it off, do better next time. Besides, for the pick to end up in front of you, then somebody else messed up too and if you don't blame them then you don't get to blame yourself either. Win together. Lose together."
Everything Kasey was saying made sense, yet Leo found himself trying to twist the words into something that would fit his own narrative. Tugging at a lose piece of skin at the corner of his nail, Leo opened his mouth and then closed it again.
"Stop being stupid," Kasey said as he stood. "Not an insult. Like I said, rookies are all the same. It's normal. You're going to have to get over that self-depriciating shit real quick though, if you want to keep any semblance of mental health in this game."
Leo huffed a breath feeling the air flare his nostrils. He wanted to stomp his feet and tell Kasey he was wrong. Instead, he leaned forwards and began to peel off his pads.
Kasey nodded knowingly. "I can't promise the losses hurt less with time, but you will get used to them. Grab a shower. We're getting burgers. Dinner's on Cap."
Sirius jerked his head up from the tablet he was engrossed with. "Excuse me?"
"The rookie needs cheering up. You're Captain."
"Burgers! Yes!" James whooped, "Thanks Pads. Can Lily come?"
Leo glanced between Kasey and Sirius. He didn't think he'd ever be confident enough to tell Sirius what to do. Despite clear attempts to to be as welcoming as possible he was still Sirius Black, captain of the Gryffindor Lions and impressive as fuck. That was just intimidating.
"OK, D'accord," Sirius threw his hands up in surrender, laughter bubbling on his lips. He shook his head muttering something in French that Leo couldn't quite catch. "For Leo. Just this once."
"Love you, Cap!" Finn called, starting a round of declarations that only got increasingly more ridiculous.
"Words can't express my gratitude."
"What did we do to deserve such a kind and generous leader?"
"I'm blowing you a kiss. Catch it."
"Thanks, Sirius," Leo said quietly, as the team quickly moved on to helping Evgeni choose the perfect shade of blue to repaint his bedroom. "Appreciate it."
Sirius just nodded at him, returning to his tablet briefly before looking back up at Leo. "You're doing great. Keep it up." His face twisted into something conflicted then settled on a smile.
"Everybody is doing great," Kasey agreed, only the slightest hint of sarcasm dripping into the comment. "What a fantastic team we are. Now hurry up, I'm starving."
With each item of clothing Leo removed and the warmth of the water on his skin, the familiar tightness across his chest began to disapate. It was going to be okay. Better than okay, maybe. The Lions were a pretty great bunch of people.
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lumo-dreams · 7 months
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Boyfriends again ❤️
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under-theweirwood · 9 months
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o'knutzy week day three!
today i offer up: a loose interpretation of the prompt, a return to deep fandom roots in the form of a little sickfic. gratuitously fluffy boyfriends, big strong hockey boys being baby, and a kiss on the nose from me to you. note; non-graphic description of illness
{@oknutzyweek2023 organizing cred & @lumosinlove everything cred}
Finn was sick, and no one in the shared apartment was feeling good. 
He’d been fine in practice all day, a little quieter than normal but still fast and strong and light in his skates. He’d been quiet again after practice, and in the car. They’d all laid down for a nap after practice, planning on going out with Noelle and Thomas while she visited, and then. 
And then Logan and Leo had woken up to their bed missing someone, to find Finn in the dark bathroom, laying on the cold tiles with his hands over his head. It had freaked Logan out so bad his hands were shaking, and Leo just sank down to sit next to Finn. 
“Just hurts,” Finn had whispered, hoarsely. 
“Your head?” Logan asked, moving a hand to lay at the base of Finn’s skull. 
“Mhm.” Finn swallowed, cracked an eye open and shut it again. “I’m feeling- really nauseous. I just.” He stopped. “Fuck.” 
“Oh, baby,” Leo murmured. He and Logan were pressed up against the wall next to Finn. The tiles were glossy blue, pretty enough to look at but nothing to lay on for hours on end. “Let’s get you into bed, baby, even if you’re feeling nauseous I think you’ll be more comfortable there.” 
“Nng,” said Finn. He tried again. “I really feel like. I’m gonna. Puke again. Need to stay here.” 
Logan’s eyes widened and he looked at Leo helplessly. Leo knew Logan had been through injuries, head injuries, with Finn, knew that he was remembering other times, other bathrooms and other times he’d seen Finn in pain and unable to do anything. Sometimes Leo thought it was like scar tissue, tough layers of protection around the places that Logan and Finn had hurt each other with their big love.
Leo didn’t necessarily have all that scar tissue. If sometimes he wondered what it would have been like to know them in college, more often he thanked his lucky stars that they’d all found each other just at the perfect time. He just had a big bubbling love, overflowing his chest sometimes and overwhelming him when he remembered that this was his life, that he’d found his people and got to keep them so close. When he saw Finn hurting he just wanted to make his baby, who always worked so hard to make them feel good, feel better. 
Leo looped an arm under Finn’s back, used his other hand to support his boyfriend’s head and pulled him against his shoulder to sag against each other. “We’re here, baby,” he said softly, carding his fingers through Finn’s thick waves. “Always here, baby.” 
On his other side, Logan pressed his hands against Finn’s chest, to where his steady heartbeat echoed between them. Sometimes love was going out dancing and drinking and twirling, and sometimes it was the electric heat that pooled between them, leaving them shaking with pleasure. Sometimes, though, it was this: Three of them on the floor of the bathroom, pressed together on the cold tile floors, tangled like a body with too many limbs. 
Finn let out a little sigh, nestling himself between the two of them. “Love you both. Love you so much,” he whispered, and his voice was hoarse but he sounded like himself. “I love you so much.” 
“Mon rouge,” Logan whispered back, and it made Leo’s heart swell up with love just knowing how connected they all were. “I wish I could take this pain away, merde, I..” He paused, like he was trying to get himself back under control. “I hate that I can’t do anything.” His voice broke over the last word and he covered his mouth with the hand that wasn’t looped around Finn. 
“Lo, baby,” Leo ached for him, for both of his boys. “Lo, don’t. Don’t be sad,” Finn whispered, cracking one eye open. He pressed his lips against Logan’s forehead, and then leaned across to press his lips to Leo. He closed his eye again, sighing out a breath when he’d kissed them both. “I’m so happy I’m with you both right now.” 
Logan made a little punched out sound, eyebrows coming together. His eyes were a little teary but he didn’t move an inch. 
Finn reached out and held one of Logan’s hands between his, back pressed to Leo’s chest. “At school there were. There were so many times when I just wanted to be close to you. And I wanted it to be okay and I didn’t think- I didn’t think it ever would be.” 
His eyes were still closed, Logan’s left hand between his two. Breathing even like he hadn’t just dropped one of his aching confessions on them. Leo always felt a stutter in his chest at how they talked about college. So much love and so much pain all mixed up. 
“It was always okay, mon amour” Logan breathed, green eyes glistening with unshed tears. “Even when I was so stupid and I pushed you away it was still okay, and I loved you every second. I was just an idiot.” 
“Aww, Lo,” Finn mumbled, cracking an eye open. He swallowed for a second, exhaled through his nose. Leo leaned back, sensing where things might be going. 
“Not great timing, huh,” Finn choked out, leaning toward the toilet just in time to throw up. 
“Oh, poor thing,” Leo said sympathetically. “I know you really feel sick, huh” He rubbed reassuring circles on Finn’s back, wincing a little at the heat radiating off his boyfriend’s strong shoulders. 
“Wow, I tell you how much I love you and then you vomit?” Logan teased, but his eyes were worried. “Let me go get you some water.” 
Finn groaned and raised his head. “Lo will puke if he sees someone else. Very unfortunate trait. Learned that after we both drank too much back in our roommate days.” Its a testament to how bad he feels that he doesn’t even really crack a smile, just rests his head on the edge of the toilet bowl. 
Leo didn’t say anything, just kept up rubbing Finn’s back, smoothing a hand through his slightly sweaty hair and humming reassurances when Finn leaned down and was sick again. 
“Fuck,” Finn sighed. Logan had returned with some water and he took a deep gulp, swirling it around his mouth before spitting it out. 
“Can we get into bed now?” Leo asked softly, one hand coming back to cup Finn’s head.  “I think you’ll be more comfortable there, baby.” 
Finn closed his eyes, thinking about it. “Okay,” He said finally. “I’m exhausted.” 
Logan was back, then, pulling Finn to his feet and scooping him up like a cat. 
“You can carry me?” Finn asked breathlessly, at the same time as Leo said, “Oh, boy.” 
Logan smiled, his secret, soft, private smile that lit up his face. He didn’t say anything, just crossed the short distance from the bathroom into their bedroom and gently deposited Finn on the bed. 
“I still feel like crap but man that was so sexy of you Logan remind me to be on my deathbed more often” Finn said, closing his eyes and nestling in as Leo  got into bed next to him. 
“Only you would be feeling so bad and talking about how sexy Logan is,” Leo laughed feeling the vibrations of his body against Finn’s. Solid and long and back against the pillows, where he belonged. Where he would feel better. 
Logan didn’t say anything, but he was blushing hard as he got back into bed as well. “Whatever,” he grumbled, coming up close to kiss Leo on the mouth and then Finn, a little more gently, on the forehead. 
Leo felt love all the way down to his toes, filling him up and radiating out. He imagined a blanket of love covering them all, spilling through the apartment, something soft and bright and glowing. He couldn’t take the pain all the way away ever, but he could hold Finn and Logan close and let himself be held and feel so good. And that would always be precious. 
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not-so-ori-ginal · 1 year
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lil beans i made [greenhorne team]
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dreadfutures · 10 days
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could not resist the bean so I pulled up a blanket to snuggle with him and promptly fell asleep with him snoring in my ear
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missringsy · 1 year
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