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Fluent Freshman - Part 12

If there was one thing no one would ever guess about FF it is that he unapologetically LOVES Black Friday.

You may be thinking. Ugh Black Friday. Everyone is so rude and tired. The deals aren’t even that good. It can turn into a blood sport at the drop of a hat over a toaster that is 15% off.

You are correct.

That is why FF loves it.

It is the one shopping day of the year where every single one of his instincts are correct, valid, and useful. He has pulled his gran out of the way of elbow drops, he has avoided the gaze of a woman in PINK sweat pants who was looking for someone to steal a blender from, and he knows without a doubt that the cashier hates him already so there’s no need to worry about whether or not they hate him.

It’s like a breath of fresh air!

Everyone is just as antagonistic and awful as he thinks they are!

Shopping is actually the blood sport he always feels like it is!

So there he is standing in a line at the nearest store (Target) waiting to be let in with the masses who all look ready to stab one another for better positioning for a TV. The jokes on them though because his only goal is the grocery section and he deals with the threat of repeated stabbings for BREAKFAST.

He spots an IHOP in the distance and hopes his gran doesn’t feel too lonely. They’ve gotten buttermilk stacks together at the IHOP by the mall for years after the two of them finished Christmas Shopping.

Someone elbows him in the side to get his spot in line but FF does not really care. Again, he doubts any of these people are going to be racing him to the all purpose flour.

It’s 4 AM and the barricades come down.

There’s a rush of people pushing and shoving but FF just steps to the side and watches as they all rush in. He’d mostly stayed in the line because the throng of people made it easier to stay warm. He had left his jacket back at the house because the five hour energy might be making his skin feel super sensitive but he is pretty sure that if he wore his nylon jacket he would die.

The five hour energy also may be upping his anxiety just a little bit.

He walks into the store at a leisurely pace and while the crowd fights over the carts he grabs one of the baskets. He can feel the eyes of other shoppers all wondering if he has some insider knowledge on a good deal that would only require the basket or if it’s a matter of who gets to the back to receive the ‘redeem’ coupon.

He sees a few shoppers get lured in by his siren call and much like a siren following anything that FF is about to do will undoubtedly lead to their downfall.

But FF doesn’t care about that.

He cares about HIS downfall.

So he makes his way to the grocery section and ignores the six different shopping assistants who try and guide him to where he ‘should’ be shopping and each of them only give him increasingly confused looks when he states his intention to go to the grocery section every single time.

Is it easier to ignore their stares when the five hour energy have set his baseline heart rate to something that might be too fast to register as a heartbeat? Maybe.

It is easier to ignore the confusion on their faces when he can see both the past (he asked for TWO favors from Andrew in one day how is he still alive???) and the future (still malleable at the moment apparently. There’s even a future where Andrew actually just is trying to make overtures of friendship but he dismisses that one as INCREDIBLY unlikely and looks at the far more viable one where Andrew at least makes his death quick while he enjoys his great gran’s brownies.)

It’s good to set reasonable goals for yourself.

So he arrives at the grocery section which is deserted aside from one employee who may or may not be asleep against a shelf. FF looks and….not a shelf he needs so he is not about to wake that poor man up.

So he gets everything he needs for his great gran’s brownies (he’s trying to buy his life here so he is not about to assume he can use ANYTHING in the house), the ingredients for a good breakfast (because he really needs to eat something that is not a five hour energy or sugar for the sake of his poor stomach and he may as well get enough for everyone), and (since Captain Neil mentioned it & he is trying to buy his life here) the ingredients to bake another pie.

While he grabs cinnamon he checks to see if they have grandma’s love in stock but, alas, it continues to be unavailable commercially.

He stares at the whipped cream for so long that the employee asleep in the other aisle woke up and asked if he needed help and, startled, he dropped it in his basket. “No I’m good.” He says before power walking out of the grocery department and deciding to brave the Home Goods section to buy some incense so that he can hopefully channel the spirit of his great gran to assist him in this, the darkest of his baking hours.

He arrives at the check out stations and finds the shortest line .

He can feel eyes on him, inspecting his purchases, judging them, judging him, who the fuck goes grocery shopping during the Black Friday rush?

FF.

FF goes grocery shopping during the Black Friday rush.

The cashier looks for hidden cameras but FF has no such thing accompanying him today or ever (as far as he knows.)

After a moment the cashier must look at the ever growing line and decide that whatever scheme they think FF is up to isn’t worth trying to figure out. They offer a membership card, FF valiantly declines to get one despite the two attempts.

He is out the door with four bags of groceries that all have a target on them that feels a little too correct. It’s 6 AM now (he really did lose a lot of time at the whipped cream section) and he’s walking back to the house in Columbia.

He actually feels a little bit better since he at least got to experience his actual favorite blood sport (sorry Exy) and he even got another 2 five hour energies while he was in the check out line so he could replace some of the ones that he had gone through.

“Smith?”

He would like to thank the combined weight of the groceries for keeping his feet on the ground when he heard Captain Neil’s voice.

He turns and Captain Neil is looking at him wide-eyed in his running gear that Smith has seen him in. “You were shopping??” He asks.

FF nods and lifts up the four bags as evidence. “Why didn’t you pick up your phone?” He asks.

FF almost scoffs but he doesn’t, “You can’t be distracted when you’re in a Target on Black Friday. That’s how you take an elbow to the eye.” He responds because it’s like Captain Neil has never experienced the WWE-like environment of Black Friday shopping.

Captain Neil blinks at him.

“Text Andrew or me next time you’re going to go off into the night or just let us know beforehand. Andrew would have driven you.” Captain Neil says and grabs two of the bags out of FF’s hand. “C’mon let’s get back and maybe you can get some sleep.” Captain Neil sighs.

“I’m fine.” FF adjusts the bags so he has one in each hand.

Captain Neil does not say anything so FF assumes that he has accepted that.

***

FF had not been asleep on the couch when Neil had walked through the living room. Neil, in a move that had Andrew fully waking up, went back to the room to check his phone to see if FF had texted him an update on going out. All that greets Neil is the impersonal series of texts that mostly confirmed when practice times had been changed, when the bus was leaving, and spelling on various Spanish words.

FF isn’t a big text person.

He’s more of an in-person kind of friend.

Neil likes that about him most of the time.

“What.” Andrew asks face still half buried in Neil’s pillow.

“Smith isn’t on the couch.”

That has Andrew getting up despite the early hour and their activities the night before. Neil watches as Andrew grabs his own phone to scroll through but seems to come up with the same lack of communication that Neil does.

Andrew does do the extra step and hit the call button.

But all he gets is the confirmation that the VM has not been configured that has greeted them every time FF misses their calls. (Voicemails make FF anxious so when he got his new phone he just…never configured it.)

Neil knew that FF was not pleased with them and somehow the calm request to either stop fooling around or let him out had hit him and Andrew harder than any of the screaming demands that the two of them were usually met with from Nicky, Kevin, Aaron, or any of the other Foxes.

“You said he wasn’t mad.” Neil says.

“He nodded.” Andrew confirms.

“Maybe he went on a walk?” Neil tries as they come out to the living room. They look at the front door and find that it’s locked but it looks like Aaron’s keys are gone. “He probably is going to come back if he took Aaron’s keys since Aaron wouldn’t be the one he’d be irritated with.” Neil rationalizes.

“He didn’t bring his jacket.” Andrew says looking at the black jacket still on the hook by the door.

“We can go and see if we spot him.” Neil offers.

Andrew nods and Neil heads out first since Andrew is still in his sleeping clothes and will need some time.

Neil had not expected to find FF walking back to the house with groceries for breakfast and the pie that Neil had mentioned hoping they could bake at the house.

“Is this for the pie?” He asks looking down at what was in the bags he was carrying as the walked back to the house. Neil managed to shoot off a quick text letting Andrew know that it was fine, FF just went grocery shopping.

FF just nods, “Got everything but Grandma’s love.” He says.

FF is a nice guy to brave the stores on a morning like this but FF also looks like he hasn’t slept a wink.

“Did you sleep at all last night?” Neil asks.

“I’m fine.” FF repeats.

Neil really is starting to understand his friends’ hatred for the phrase.

They get back to the house and Andrew is sat out in the living room. FF stops and blinks at the sight of him sitting there.

It is a well-known fact that Andrew does not willingly wake up early most days unless he has to. Neil is glad that Andrew has a friend that he’s coming to care about the way Andrew cares about FF.

Andrew gets up and yanks the bags out of FF’s hands. “Go to sleep. Today will be irritating if you’re half-asleep.” He says with a scowl and walks to the kitchen to put away the groceries FF had bought.

FF just looks at where Andrew had gone uncomprehendingly for a few moments and Neil figures he’s just tired. Neil feels guilty that him and Andrew messing around in the car like that had rendered FF unable to sleep and the two of them had agreed last night that from now on when FF is in the car they can talk all they want but hands stay on the wheel and eyes stay on the road.

FF is plopped down on the couch when Andrew and Neil come out of the kitchen after putting away the groceries (“These are the ingredients for brownies.” Andrew had noted as he put away melting chocolate.) and he’s looking through his flashcards again and not sleeping. He hears Andrew make a disgusted noise next to him and the next thing he knows Andrew is smacking the cards out of FF’s hands.

“Go. To. Sleep.” Andrew enunciates.

FF stares at him, then down at the flashcards. “I don’t think I can.” He says which is better than him lying and saying he wasn’t tired even if the truth had Andrew’s mouth stretch into a thin line that meant he was beating himself up for something.

“Try.” Andrew orders. “Just lay down and close your eyes. Nothing will happen to you while you’re sleeping.” He says.

FF blinks but nods turning on the couch and laying down. The blanket is still over on the lazy boy that Neil had set it on the night before and Andrew rolls his eyes before grabbing it and tossing it over FF.

“Thanks.” FF says before closing his eyes.

Neil looks to Andrew who nods and Neil accepts that there’s nothing else to be done for now and heads out on his run.

***

FF can admit that he’s a bit adrift in what Andrew and Captain Neil are doing right now.

He really should go grab another five hour energy because falling asleep IN FRONT of an irritated Andrew Minyard feels like a death sentence but “Nothing will happen to you while you’re sleeping.” And having a blanket thrown over him did not feel like a threat even if he can feel Andrew’s eyes watching him.

FF is tired and when he’s tired he tends to make stupid decisions. So FF lets himself drift off to sleep while the man who was likely going to move him to a secondary location sat and watched.

His dreams are not peaceful.

He’s running, can’t escape, an echo of words he should have considered before letting himself drift off and he knows he’s going to DIE.

He wakes up with a start to the smell of bacon, eggs, and hashed browns with Nicky standing over him. “Hey there sleeping beauty! I made you a plate!” He says and hands FF a plate of breakfast that smiles up at him with a bacon mouth, egg eyes, and hashed brown hair.

FF takes the plate and digs in immediately. He needs his strength.

“Today will be irritating if you’re half-asleep.”

Andrew Minyard was going to hunt him for SPORT.

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#Fluent Freshman AU #Did Andrew watch FF sleep for an hour to make sure he actually got some sleep?#Yes #Did Andrew find the 2 five hour energies and throw them out while putting the money FF spent on them in his wallet?#Also Yes #Nicky wakes up and remembers that he promised FF that he could sleep in his room #So he is trying to make it up to FF with smiley face breakfast #FF's love of Black Friday mirrors my own #Do I like the deals? Eh. Do I like the barely concealed threat of violence? YEAH BABY #We go visit my Fam in Ohio for Thanksgiving and then me my mom and my aunt make a battle plan #Mom's on grabbing duty since she's tall while my Aunt and I are on protection detail #I got a black eye one year but the Xbox 360 was worth it for Tales of Vesperia #then we get IHOP #I miss when it started at like 5 AM #Now it just starts on Thanksgiving which is bullshit #I ain't moving from my turkey coma #AFTG Fic #AFTG #AFTG AU #AFTG OC #AFTG Shitpost #Andreil #FF - Pt. 12

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inevitably-johnlocked · 7 months

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Five Fics Friday: Year Four Masterpost

Hurrah!! I've made it FOUR YEARS OF UNINTERRUPTED FIC RECS every SINGLE Friday!! It's something I'm super proud of for this blog, and I couldn't do it without you guys!!

For anyone who is new to my blog, every SINGLE Friday I post up 5 fics recently added to either my Marked for Later list or my Bookmarks, or as a way to promote new fics suggested to me by authors as a Signal Boosted fic! I haven't missed a single Friday since its inception in 2019, and it's still going strong!! It's the ONLY guaranteed weekly list on this blog, since YOU GUYS provide me the content!! :D I love doing it, and it makes authors feel loved :)

So, as we begin YEAR FIVE for 5FF on September 29, 2023, let's look back on ALL the fics that got us here! Everyone please go give every fic on these lists some love, and I hope that you will stick with me for another year of Fic Recs!

There are over ONE THOUSAND (1,000) fics on the lists below, and that DOESN'T count the bonus extended lists I do once in awhile!!!

So do enjoy! Should keep y'all busy for the long haul!

PREVIOUS YEARS (2019 to 2022):

YEAR ONE MASTERPOST (Sept 29/19 to Sept 25/20)

YEAR TWO MASTERPOST (Sept 25/20 to Sept 24/21)

YEAR THREE MASTERPOST (Oct 1/21 to Sept 23/22)

YEAR 4 OF FIVE FICS FRIDAY:

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#johnlock fic recs #five fics friday #fic masterlist #my fic recs

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exhuastedpigeon · 4 months

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Fuck it Friday 🏒🥅

Tagged by @jeeyuns @daffi-990 and @wikiangela

the sabres won last night (and my boys looked damn good doing it). it inspired me to actually do an outline for my NHL AU. It's still just vibes but at least now I know where the vibes should be taking me.

Here's a little bit from Buck and Eddie learning more about each other on one of the first roadies of the season. This section involved researching Swedish citizenship laws and Mexican citizenship laws. It's way more complicated than I make it seem, but it's a fic so I can do whatever I want.

“Well when you do meet up with her, I can watch Chris for you if you want,” Buck offers with a smile. “Or I can come as backup.” “I may take you up on watching Chris,” Eddie smiles at him, soft and just for Buck. “But I think showing up with my six foot two two-hundred and thirty pound defensive partner to talk about a custody agreement might make her feel like she’s being ambushed. I still want her in Christopher's life and I'd like it if she were still in mine. She was my friend before she was anything else and I still love her, even if that love has changed into something besides romantic in the last two years." “Okay, yeah, that’s fair,” Buck nods, his heart twisting a little at the thought that Eddie might still be in love with his ex. He doesn't let himself linger on that though. “Your abuela is in L.A., right? Is the rest of your family there too?” “My parents are still in El Paso. I-I don’t want them here. When Shannon got pregnant they kind of lost it on me, called me irresponsible, said I was throwing my future away. Then they were pissed that Shannon wouldn’t marry me. It wasn’t good,” Eddie’s voice is tight, like this still hurts to talk about. “My middle sister Sophia is in her second year at Arizona State - she’s on their hockey team and I’m pretty positive she’ll get drafted if the PWHA is still around in a couple years when she graduates.” “She’s good?” “She’s unbelievable,” Eddie looks so fucking proud. “She led the team in goals last year as a freshman.” “Damn,” Buck names another mental note, this one to look up Sophia Diaz’s stats and highlights. “What about your youngest sister.” “She’s graduating from high school this year. I’m five years older than her so I’m not as close with her as I am with Sophia, but Adriana is so smart,” Eddie still looks insanely proud. “She wants to move to Stockholm for university. My parents don’t really want her to, so I offered to help her pay if she needs it.” “Is it harder to get into schools over there if you’re American?” “Technically, we can all get Swedish citizenship because of our mom,” Eddie tells him. “I’m actually an American citizen, Swedish, and Mexican. I’ve got all three passports and everything.” “What the fuck,” Of everything Eddie’s hold him, that’s the most surprising. "You're an international man of mystery, Diaz." "How do you now Austin Powers but not the Fast and the Furious?"

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#buddie #buddie wip #wip: going five hole #fuck it friday #my wip #in this fic we love and support shannon diaz #and also will be loving and supporting her and eddie rebuilding their friendship

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zukkaoru · 1 year

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family line, conan gray || jujutsu kaisen chapter 219 || antigone, tr. anne carson || flu game, fall out boy

my thoughts on the latest chapter [id in alt text]

#megumi fushiguro #jjk #tsumiki fushiguro #<- in spirit #i have no coherent words of my own so take a small collection of words from others #gave myself an actual stomachache this weekend bc i thought abt megumi for more than five minutes so uh. i'm doing fine #anyway this came to me in a vision while driving home friday morning like an hour and a half after reading the chapter so. enjoy or whateve #jjk spoilers #jjk 219 #hello grace here #also flu game is so megumicoded it hurts #i've got all this love i've got to keep to myself. all this effort to make it look effortless..#i will refrain from writing a full analysis on why it's a megumi song disguised as a fic rn #but know that it is in my mind. slowly marinating.

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epersonae · 17 days

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five fic friday

this week in "the devil works fast but fic writers work faster", have three short fic about the blue morning-after robe, based on that interview with Gypsy Taylor:

One Tiny Secret, Soft and Sweet (T, 2157) by @piratecaptainscaptainpirates

Soft like silk chiffon (T, 1760) by @jaskierx

The Little Secret (T, 1559) by @amuseoffyre

And two slightly longer innkeepers era fic:

Perfectly Ordinary Tuesday (M, 4932) by @petrichorca and a co-author whose tumblr I don't know - very funny wedding fic featuring "Dave" (I think I saw a tumblr post about casting Jemaine as Dave, which is perfect)

Look Back (M, 4439) by @theyellowestmustard - as a fellow tragedy, uh, dis-enjoyer, I'm with Ed on his reaction to Orpheus and Eurydice.

Also as a side note, I am collecting fics where Ed tells either Stede, the crew, or both, about what Izzy said to him in 1x10 (etc), and as of today there are now five bookmarks in that collection, plus my own fic on that theme.

#five fic friday #ofmd #ofmd fic #there's some good canon era fic happening these days #it's nice #also if y'all know of more fics to add to that collection lmk!#ofmd fic rec

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baejax-the-great · 10 days

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jamming my fingertips into all your wounds by riverdanceeee (Achilles x Patroclus, E, WIP). Modern college AU. Patroclus dumped Achilles years ago. Now he needs him to fill in as harpist for his university final project. Patroclus is incredibly unhinged in this, lmao. Love it.

Where The Dead Forget by @darlingpoppet (Achilles x Patroclus, E, WIP). Patroclus drank from the Lethe and removed every memory he had of Achilles. Achilles has finally been granted permission to visit him in Elysium. So angsty and with so many fun Iliad cameos.

The Rumor Mill by Paladingineer (Gen, G, complete). Hawke accidentally (and perhaps Varric knowingly) turns herself into a modern day Atalanta of sorts. Short and fun.

New Behaviors by Luddleston (Thanatos x Zagreus, E, Complete). Prior to Zagreus, Thanatos had never had sexual desire, much less sex. It's a learning experience.

As Fate Would Have It by @johaerys-writes (Achilles x Patroclus, E, WIP). First omegaverse story I've read. I'm keen on any story where the characters are telling each other how annoyed they are with each other in the midst of boning.

#hades game #five fic friday #fic rec #fic friday #really need to do some more reading #time to start digging through AO3 again I suppose

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brigdh · 11 months

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Five Fic Friday

A set of old stories for this rec post, because I’ve been catching up on reading things other people recced to me – mostly long, long ago because I have an insane backlog of fic I’ve been meaning to read. But! That means of all of these have passed through at least two reccers!

Extended Courtship by thingswithteeth (19.8k) Ed/Stede reunion fic, focusing on them both taking the time to grow and be better friends to their crew before getting back together. Funny and tender and really well-written. (Not Izzy-safe, though also he’s only in, like, two-sentences)

A second instance, a respite by another_Hero. (3.7k) Ed/Stede reunion fic with a FANTASTIC Ed voice and so many emotions.*

Unsteady on the first go-round by tinsnip (3.6k) A really lovely Ed/Stede first-time fic that goes all-in on Stede’s sexual hangups. Sweet and tender.*

put me back together by ShowMeAHero. (4.2k) Stede gets a flesh wound, Ed has Feelings about it. Starts out funny and gets surprisingly moving.*

Rules Of Conduct by entanglednow (8.8k) Post-reunion, Ed/Stede first-time fic, in which they are having objectively fail-y, awkward, kinda bad sex, but they’re both so enthusiastic and happy that they love it. Another great Ed POV.*

* = Izzy-safe

#Izzy-safe just means no bizarre character bashing. Sometimes it means Izzy just doesn't appear in the fic #fic recs #this time it's all #blackbonnet #our flag means death #five fic friday

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stxrshxpxd · 8 months

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🌷 fic friday;

”clearly i’m shitfaced”

2010s damon albarn x reader,, flirty

Don’t ask me how we had ended up like this, I had no idea. Doing interviews in cafés and such was normal but in a pub at night was a tad more unusual for me. The first customary drink had turned into a few more and now Damon had begun asking me questions instead of the other way around.

“Oh, come on. You have to have an embarrassing sex story. I already told you like five of mine,” he laughed. I was still holding onto my pen and staring at the last note I made, which was scribbled down about 10 minutes ago. Around the time that I had brought up the 90s and asked something that vaguely tapped into the topic of groupie culture. Right, that’s how we had ended up on the topic of sex and why Damon was now interviewing me.

“Not really,” I laughed through my nerves. It was bad enough that I was interviewing The Damon Albarn, but the fact that we were now discussing my — quite uneventful — sex life made me a million times more nervous.

When I noticed that he was beginning to lose interest in the topic I contemplated whether I should make up a story. But then I thought again and instead the truth slipped out.

“I mean, I- I don’t have a crazy amount of sex stories in general.”

Damon looked up again from his slouched position and he kept his eyebrows raised as he twirled his glass of beer a few times on the table in front of him.

“That’s not true,” he decided, laughed it off and continued fidgeting with the half empty glass.

“What do you mean?” I chuckled and crossed my arms anxiously over my chest.

“That can’t be true,” he shook his head. “You’re gorgeous.”

“Thank you,” I laughed, taken off guard, and leaned back. The conversation came to an uncomfortable halt as I didn’t know exactly what he was trying to say to me, or what I was supposed to say back to him. I was mimicking his body language and was toying nervously with my pen.

“You know, I never loved the press. As, like, a phenomenon,” Damon began again and sat up more straight. “But journalist women.. I always found them extremely sexy. You know, put together and organised, with their pens and notepads and, mostly intelligent, questions.”

He stopped talking for a minute and I recognised I was supposed to say something, but nothing came to mind.

“A lot of them extraordinary shags,” he added casually with a few moments of intense eye contact.

“And not to come off as a complete narcissist — I’m afraid I might be one,” he chuckled. “But the best ones are those who are secretly big fans. They try to hide it but it always shows.”

“Do you meet all of them in pubs and get them drunk too?”

Damon smiled, amused with my witticism, and looked down for a second.

“Most of them can’t drink as much as you and still stay sharp.”

“Do you need to get all your partners hammered to get them into bed with you?” I quizzed and pretended to resume taking notes with a vicious smile. He was clearly amused, a pretty smirk playing on his lips.

“I don’t think you’ll need to be hammered.”

“Now that’s a bold statement.”

“Well.” He looked down. “You’re touching my knee an awful lot.”

The booth we were sat in was quite small and I had mindlessly rubbed my knee against his for the past minute.

“Yeah, because the knee is such an inherently sexual body part.”

“I bet yours are very sexy.” He tilted his head down with a mock pout and wink. I laughed.

“You can’t pull that off without the heartthrob baby face, I’m afraid.”

Damon smiled, agreeing, but his fingertips had found my knee under the table and they walked up my thigh now.

“Well, I don’t see you pulling away. Clearly I’ve still got it.”

His hand was nearly at my hip and he had slided in next to me. I realised I was the one continuing from there to close the space between us.

“Clearly I’m shitfaced,” I explained in a hushed voice which I was sure he felt on his lips. We melted together in a kiss as Damon’s hand slowly laid down on my upper thigh, fingertips squeezing gently. I had dropped my pen and shoved my hand into his short hair now.

#the way ive had this in my drafts for so long and rewritten it like five times to be about different guys im—#that’s why this doesn’t feel like damon but go off hahahah #britpop #blur #90s #damon albarn #imagine #fic #fic friday #damon albarn x reader

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autisticlancemcclain · 1 year

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fic rec friday 15

welcome the the fifteenth fic rec friday! where, on friday, i rec five of my favourite fics.

1. there, nestled against his pulse by @hiuythn

stop why are you doing this to me stop it stop it stop--

klance soulmate au where your right wrist has the first words your soulmate says to you, and the left holds the last words they'll say to you. super sad, so much angst, and i've been informed it'll make you sob until you choke.

1. there, nestled against his pulse (the main story, from Keith's POV) 2. this is what love looks like: (tnahp from Lance's POV + 38k of sequel content) 3. roll credits (deleted/extra scenes and additional headcanons)

okay. i am so desperately obsessed with this fic, i was obsessed with it the first time i read it and im obsessed with it now. and yes i know i did all hiuythn fics last week and i promise i wont this week. BUT i have a set of comments associated with this fic bc it is Just That Good and so i shall present them to u now:

- literally the funniest characterization of shiro i’ve ever read. this shiro is gay and tired. this shiro unironically and frequently says “move. i’m gay” and gets away with it at the garrison. this shiro has been through A Lot and just wants to fucking retire - allura here is so so funny she’s such a badass. she’s giving “i love shiny things! like the shine of your spilled blood on the floor if you say that dumb shit one more fucking time!!” we stan a queen. - coran is a Mood. this man is desperately trying to reign in four teenagers and two young adults and just wants to go to bed and also he cares for them all so so much. ultimate dad - pidge is Mischief Personified. she is a brat and i adore her. she’s here to cause problems and by god she will succeed - hunk is so done it’s so fucking funny. “that’s literally impossible.” he’s a genius and he knows it, he’s glad to call you out on your bullshit. he doesn’t even TRY to pretend he can keep a secret and/or handle drama god what a mood - don’t even get me started on klance!! they’re so funny omg. the banter is EXQUISITE. lance and keith adore each other so much and they’re so badass. literally the coolest power couple fight scenes ever to be made, i do adore. gosh. and the ROMANCE they are so devoted to each other i’m emotional - honourable mention of lance’s legs and keith’a Soft Squishy Feelings that are mentioned so often that they’re characters. iconic. all in all, the best way to describe this series is Gay and Tired. i love it and i’m sad to see it end. i will be rereading it an embarrassing number of times. infinity/10

2. all the little things by @jilliancares

Or: 5 times Keith let Lance get away with things that he'd never let anyone else do, and 1 time Lance realized that he was, apparently, special

oblivious lance will always be funny to me. and the idea of keith just letting lance get away with Everything and Everyone knowing how whipped he is except for lance himself?? peak humour. never not funny

3. Full Disclosure by @dragonomatopoeia

Keith is impulsive and straightforward when it comes to most things, and emotions are no exception. It's no surprise, then, that when he realises that he might have developed a crush on Lance, he tries to tell him immediately. Unfortunately, it's very hard to account for both circumstance and who Lance is as a person.

Alternatively: Four Times Keith Tried to Confess and One Time Lance Actually Understood

more 2016 eliteness!! this fic is hilarious. and also its number one selling quality is that all of the characters are trans and nd i literally love that for them. nonbinary hunk loml

4. catch me, before i fall by @pastelrainbow

‘We are a good team.’

Even now, just recalling the way Lance had smiled as the words left his lips, made Keith’s heart race and his cheeks redden. Lance had never looked at him so fondly before. No boy ever had. The thought of it made a sigh escape his lips and Keith hunched his shoulders, a pout tugging his lips downwards.

Curse my weak gay heart.

a what if keith caught lance outside his cryo-pod.

the idea of keith being a suave casanova with more game than aphrodite herself but immediately going bright red and hissing when shiro teases him. peak dynamic. absolutely nailed siblings

5. of demons and dates by spartona (faveour)

Three times Keith scares Lance shitless with his ghost shenanigans, and one time Lance tries to retaliate.

first of all. BFU KLANCE BFU KLANCE BFU KLANCE. second of all. the “we’ve BEEN dating u dumbass ily” trope is so funny to me. i will never get over it

that’s it for today!! i’ll see y’all back next friday for the next fic rec post!!!

#actually lots of five plus one esque fics this week #bc i love them #ahem anyways #vld #voltron #lance #lance mcclain #keith #keith kogane #klance #team as family #fluff and humour #broganes #fic rec #fic rec friday #longpost

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Five Fic Friday: Classic Obidala, Pt. II

Hello, Lovelies! I know I am a bit late but better late than never, right? So without further ado, have some very subjective classic Obidala fics.

I am thinking about doing either AotC Alternate Universe or Padmé Lives Recs next. Opinions? Please add on your own favorite fics. Have a great weekend!

The Sixth Stance by Christie

(Words: 15439 Chapters: 1/1, Alternate Universe AotC, was written prior to AotC as far as I remember, Angsty End) Padme and Obi-Wan are forced to face indiscretions of the past when she sees her Jedi friends again.

Ben by Echo Six Lincoln

(Words: 18632 Chapters: 6/6 Alternate Universe, Alternate First Meeting, Friends to Lovers) Padmé's tale of her changing relationship with a boy her father brought home after a mission on Gala. An AU where Obi-Wan never completed the Jedi training for he was mindwiped and believed dead after Jedi Apprentice 3

Beyond Obligation by Sawnon

(Words: 37318 Chapters: 3/3 Set Between AotC and RotS, Canon-Compliant, Lush and Romantic, Angsty End) It was supposed to be a simple mission. But Obi-Wan finds the line between duty and desire blurring.

Star Wars: Land and Sky Episode I Happy Endings by Lionchilde

(Words: 57,731 Chapters: 25/25, Alternate First Meeting, Canon Devergence, TPM Alternate Universe, very swoony) This fic explores the possibility that Qui-Gon Jinn was injured on Naboo while attempting to rescue Queen Amidala from the Trade Federation. As such, Qui-Gon is forced to remain on the ship while Obi-Wan accompanies Padme and friends to Mos Espa.

Hope's Sanctuary by Jedi Keladry

(Words: 63969 Chapters: 27/27, Padmé Lives, bridges the time between RotS and ANH, Canon Compliant to ANH) Obi-Wan Kenobi appears on Naboo, bearing news of Anakin’s apparent death. He discovers that Padmé is pregnant, and is assigned by the Jedi Council to protect her for the time being. This was one of the first Obidala fics I read and I remember being gutted at the end.

Bonus Classics: Incomplete

An Indecent Proposal by sassy_satine (WIP) links to fanfiction.net

(Words: 50,416 Chapter: 19/?, AotC Alternate Universe, Kiss At Gunpoint, Dub-Con Issues) It's almost a year into the clone wars Anakin, Padmé and Obi-Wan have been captured by Count Dooku and an indecent proposal is their only hope of freedom. Still hoping to see this completed tbh. It is one of my faves and I regularly check it on fanfiction.net. The ao3 version was uploaded by the Obidala Archivist, the fanfiction.net version gets updated by sassy_satine herself. That's why the ff.net one has a higher chapter count.

To Ignite The Stars by Amidala Thrace

(Words: 249434 Chapters: 52/?) AU, taking place from Attack of the Clones on. Padmé and Obi-Wan have been good friends for a long time but have now discovered that their romantic feelings are mutual. As their love for one another grows, it will change the galaxy in profound ways ... some for the better, and some for the worse. Author died before completing this fic. Very beautiful and worth a read. I hope you rest easy, Liz.

#five fic friday #obidala #obi wan x padme #fanfic rec #reccomendations

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