champion-juliana

[peterjonesparker]

so here’s the fic i’ve been writing for the last few days that’s the reason behind why i haven’t posted anything else. i like songs a lot and wanted to share them so here’s a fic where i can do that. and i’ve got nothing else to do but think about my own life so have a fic inspired by it! and before i forget, @spideychelle-romanogers, @spideychelleblessup, @bellamywarriorblake.

in which mj sends peter music recommendations and peter tries to make sense of what it all means.

have a song (ao3 link)

friends by nas & damian marley

The first time it happens, Peter’s lying in bed, scrolling through news about Spiderman on his phone at one in the morning on a Tuesday in January because he can’t fall asleep after the night he’s had patrolling. He’s about to open an article with the title “Spiderman’s Identity Revealed!” when he gets a notification at the top of his phone.

                      Michelle Jones

                      hey loser. have this.

And then another message comes through with a link attached. He opens the message and it’s a link to a YouTube video of a song. He looks back and finds that their last text exchange was last Thursday when she asked him if he was going to make it to the first decathlon practice of the year so he could start the new year off right. Odd.

Nonetheless, he opens up the song, listens to it, jams a bit to himself in bed even though he can feel his exhaustion in his bones, and then sends her back: it’s a good song. thanks. After two minutes, he gets a response.

                     Michelle Jones: no worries, parker

And that ends the conversation. He falls asleep shortly afterward, not thinking more of the out of the blue exchange. However, when Wednesday afternoon rolls around and Peter’s munching on the chicken pesto sandwich May’d purchased from Trader Joe’s, Michelle walks over to a seat across from him and Ned and sits down in it.

Peter is confused. Because Michelle always sits several seats down from them, reading a book while occasionally listening in on their conversations. She’s never sat across from them before. But she pulls out a book and starts reading, not acknowledging the fact that Ned and Peter have stopped talking. She glances up and scrunches her eyebrows together, “What, losers?”

“Nothing.” Peter says quickly, turning back to Ned and asking him about the history reading. Michelle doesn’t say anything else for the rest of the day, but she does steal two of his carrots. He gawks at her but she just shrugs her shoulders and pushes her bag of chips toward him. He takes a few. Only to make things fair. Not because they’re his favorite brand and flavor of chips.

He doesn’t think anything of the sudden change in seating arrangements, though. Michelle is weird. Maybe she just wants to be able to swap food and have background chatter while she reads. Peter also doesn’t think anything of it when Michelle sits next to him in Chemistry suddenly.

She plops down in the seat next to him and when Cindy gets to class and sees her seat taken, she just scrunches her eyebrows together and walks over to sit by Abraham in Michelle’s usual seat. Then, when their teacher tells them about a lab they’ll have coming up, Michelle asks Peter if he wants to be her partner. Which, Ned is always his partner. But Peter finds himself saying yes anyway. Michelle’s weird but also a little terrifying and he doesn’t want to say no to her, honestly. (Ned gets upset at him after school that day because he’s going to have to partner with Betty Brant now and Betty makes him nervous.)

It’s only after Michelle texts him again, the next week, asking about the lab report that he thinks of it. The last message she’d sent had been about the song. Friends. Is this Michelle’s odd way of asking to be friends? Sending a song and then inserting herself into his life?

Weird. But Michelle is too, so he supposes it’s fitting. Besides, he kind of enjoys having her around now, anyway. Peter could do friends with Michelle.

cool by zack villere

By the time summer rolls around, Michelle and Peter are solidly friends. Peter thinks. He’s calling her MJ now and toward the end of the year she’d stolen his phone and changed her name to Michelle “I don’t deserve her as a friend” Jones. Which is the name that pops up around ten at night on the Thursday before he’s supposed to go to one of Flash’s summer parties with Ned.

                    Michelle “I don’t deserve her as a friend” Jones: heh, sounds like                         you.

She sends a link to a song and he listens to the first twenty seconds before getting offended. (“I’ve always wanted to be cool. But I’m not that cool, that cool.” Those are some of the offending words.) He replies with “rude”. She tells him to listen to the whole song, noob. So he does. Because she asked and he can’t really say no to her. It’s a cool song. He kind of likes it. But he still feels a bit slighted by the message, so he doesn’t respond. That’ll show her. (It won’t.)

The next night, Ned picks him up around nine at night to drive them to the party. May tells them to be safe and looks Ned sternly in the eye, telling him that if he drinks a single drink he should call her to pick them up. Or else. Ned takes a big gulp and nods his head frantically because May can be incredibly scary when she wants.

When they arrive at the party, Ned steers clear of any alcohol that’s present and gets pulled aside by Betty because she has a question. (Yeah, sure.) So, Peter is left alone. He meanders around the party for a bit with a beer in his hand because it makes him feel less out of place. Then, he sees her.

She’s standing off to the side, eating a banana as she observes everyone at the party, eyes scanning the room and settling every so often. Her arms are crossed over her chest like she’s slightly uncomfortable. He walks over because he, for himself, is incredibly uncomfortable. He quickly realizes when he starts walking over and she notices him that he has no idea what to say. He remembers the song and manages, “Look who wants to be cool now.”

She scoffs, rolling her eyes. “You’re still the loser.”

“Ouch.” He chuckles, leaning back against the wall beside her. She’s got a small smile on her face, and he’d like to think it’s because she likes talking to him. She looks more comfortable, so at least there’s that.

“Didn’t realize you were a beer drinker.” She nods her head at his hands, which are tightly gripping a beer bottle that’s been opened but not sipped from.

“I’m not.” He says, a little sheepish. “It made me feel more comfortable here.” Which, he feels a bit embarrassed telling this to MJ, who is so unapologetically herself that she would never compromise her identity to fit in. But Peter is less sure of himself.

“Well then,” she says quietly and grabs the beer bottle from him, placing it onto the ground. She grabs a bag of fruit gummies from her pocket (why does she have those?) and hands them to him. “Have these instead.” He thanks her silently and chews on the gummies. They’re actually quite tasty. He’s pretty stoked. “So,” she says between pursed lips before asking her next question. “What brings you to the house of your nemesis for a party?”

And then they just start talking. From school to excitement about junior year to movies to music. (She complains that he never sends her music even though she sends him songs all the time. He panics and tells her that she should check out Hiatus Kaiyote’s Tawk Tomahawk because he’d just listened to it.)

Ned comes over while they’re in the middle of an argument (debate, MJ will claim later) about Jyn’s characterization in Rogue One. He slaps Peter lightly on the shoulder and nods to MJ. “Peter where have you been? You missed Flash getting thrown into the pool.”

“Oh,” Peter gets out, suddenly feeling incredibly awkward and uncomfortable. “MJ and I were just talking.”

Ned eyes him suspiciously. Peter doesn’t like that look on his face, either. “For the last hour and a half?”

“Uh,” Peter glances back at MJ. She looks entirely unimpressed with this whole exchange. He turns back to Ned. “Yeah?”

“Okay.” Ned drops it for the time being. They all talk for another twenty minutes before it’s almost Peter’s curfew and he and Ned have to leave. As soon as Peter closes the door to the passenger side of the car, Ned turns to him and punches him in the shoulder before yelling, “You never told me you had a crush on MJ!!”

Peter sputters and hopes the furious blush on his cheeks aren’t too noticeable in the dark light. “I do not!”

“Peter Parker, why would you ever keep this information from me!?!” He continues to yell in the car, and Peter hopes the people walking by don’t hear them because the last thing he needs is other people thinking he has a crush on MJ. Because he doesn’t.

Peter pouts and Ned drops it after a few more aggravated, “This is so ridiculous. I’m your best friend. I can’t believe you’d lie to me like that.” But then Peter starts unconsciously singing the lyrics to the song MJ had sent. He remembers how she’d scrunch her eyebrows together when talking through all her points or how she’d smile and call him a loser when he got too passionate about something unimportant. But most importantly, he remembers how he’d make a joke and her laughter would bubble out of her, loud and surprised, as if she hadn’t expected to like his words so much. And he thinks, maybe I’m not cool, but MJ thinks I am.

recess by ravyn lenae

At the beginning of second semester junior year, Peter meets with his guidance counselor to talk about college. He assures her that he’s going to be going to MIT. He’s been planning on it since he was a sophomore and his mentor, Mr. Stark, has a pull there so it shouldn’t be an issue. But she still shoves pamphlets in his hand and tells him about an interest session MIT is giving near the school in a few weeks.

When May finds out, she tells him they have to go. And it’s leaving the interest session, twirling his phone in his hands, when he gets another song.

                   “still too good for you” mj: this one is really good. check it out.

But he’s with Aunt May and he doesn’t want to play it out loud in the car and he can’t just put in headphones because May will complain to him about how he’s always trying to tune her out. So he spends the whole drive home jumping a bit in his seat because he’s excited to listen to the song. He makes conversation with May about the session and the presenters and how well-spoken they were and how difficult it is to get into the school. As soon as they’re home, though, he thanks May for taking him and goes straight to his room, lying down on his bed as he plugs his headphones into his phone and plays the song.

It’s a smooth song. He likes the beat, and he shakes his shoulders side to side along with the music as he lies in bed. He listens to it again. The second time is when he starts to hear the lyrics, and he panics a bit. It becomes obvious that it’s a song about a young boy. A young boy with a crush on a girl.

Peter is a bit suspicious, but he doesn’t dare mention anything to MJ. He’s worried, though. Does MJ know about his steadily growing crush on her? Does she notice how his eyes light up and he sits a bit straighter when she walks into a classroom? Or that he follows her every word at lunch time? Or that he’s suddenly much more invested in decathlon and attending every single meeting that he can? Has she noticed that he’s starting reading books she suggests or has an entire playlist dedicated to songs she’s sent him? That he brags about her taste in music to other people? He’s tried to be subtle about his crush, he swears. He supposes he wasn’t doing the best job.

Then, the decathlon team is all chatting about colleges and which ones they’re thinking of applying to and what they like and dislike about each school. Peter notices, however, that MJ is oddly silent about it. She’s usually so outspoken about her opinions, and she’s the smartest one on the team. Surely, she must have some opinions about what college she wants to attend.

Peter waits to ask her about it until they’re alone. They’re doing homework in his room at eleven on a Tuesday. May is asleep and MJ has an hour until she has to drive home. (She’d called her parents beforehand.) Right after they finish up a question that asked them to prove the definition of a limit for the function f(x) = x^3. (Peter usually dislikes proving things in math, but MJ is oddly fascinated by the whole process that he can’t help but see the beauty of it when he works with her.) “You haven’t been talking about college with anyone?” It’s a statement, but the question mark at the end is clear in his tone.

She’s silent, just like at school. But then: “I’m worried I won’t get in and everyone will think I’m not actually as smart as I thought I was.” A beat. “Or that I’ll get in and people will think it’s only because I’m black.” She takes a deep breath, in through her nose and out slowly through her mouth. “I’m applying to Harvard, restrictive early action.”

And, Peter’s a bit in awe. Because, like, it’s Harvard. But if anyone deserves to go to Harvard, or would thrive at Harvard, it’s MJ. “You are, without a doubt, the smartest person I know. Harvard would be absolutely lucky to have you.” He pauses for a moment, because he doesn’t know what to say. He doesn’t know if there’s any way to assure her or comfort her in this regard because he can’t change racial prejudice. “I’m sorry that you have to go through this. I wish you could be allowed to only stress about whether or not you get into college, not the implications either will have.” It doesn’t feel like enough, and she still seems uncomfortable even though she gives him a brief smile. “Thank you for trusting me with this.”

She rolls her eyes, smacking his shoulder lightly. “We’re friends, loser. Don’t make it a big deal.” He tries to keep his smile contained, too not smile too brightly so that’s its suspicious. But then she’s going over how they should approach the next proof and he just can’t help it. She’s pretty fucking amazing.

foreplay by jalen santoy

When school ends after junior year, Peter is pretty happy. He, Ned, and MJ hang out all the time over the summer. They do all their applications together in little study parties, with loads of snacks covering the tables and music playing lightly in the background. (He plays all the songs Michelle has sent, and tries not to find her eye whenever one comes on so he can see her reaction.) When they get their scores back, they all cheer loudly and adjust their Common App pages.

Peter’s also incredibly happy because MJ spends lazy weekends at his apartment. (Ned goes to church with his family and they go to a lot of banquets.) She lies on his bunk bed, her feet propped up against the wooden slats that hold up the top bunk’s bed. Or she lies on the top bunk, her head leaning over the edge so she’s reading upside down. (She doesn’t keep that pose for very long, but it’s the most adorable thing he’s ever seen.)

Further, it’s hot. It’s the middle of July and New York City is humid and sticky and blisteringly hot. So, sometimes, Peter takes off his shirt. He asks MJ every time and she just rolls her eyes at him. “Whatever floats your boat, loser.” So he strips off his shirt and tries not to watch for MJ’s reaction. She always keeps her eyes resolutely focused on her book. (Though, one time, he was putting in a new lightbulb in his lamp and when he finished, he caught her staring at his abs. He had to keep his squeal of delight in his mind.) MJ’s also taken to wearing short shorts and tank tops. It makes sense. No need to cover more skin that necessary if you’re going to be baked alive. It’s just…frustrating for Peter sometimes.

Summer is not all lazy days with friends, however. He still goes out on patrol regularly. He gets hurt a decent amount. And about a week into the summer, MJ asks him how the whole Spiderman thing has been going and he spits out his milk. (So, she’d found out.) Which, he likes having MJ know about the whole Spiderman thing. Because now he doesn’t have to feel like a liar all the time around her. However, he also doesn’t like having MJ know about the whole Spiderman thing. Because they fight. A lot.

They get into loud arguments about how he risks his life every day for people he doesn’t know and she won’t talk to him for three days after he gets badly hurt because she’s pissed. She tells him he’s too reckless and that he doesn’t prioritize himself when he goes out as Spiderman. How he’s too young and not well trained so he’ll continue getting nicked in the side by knives and bullets. He tries to reason that he does it to protect the little guy, tries to get her to understand that he needs to do this. “Peter, you’re one of the little guys. You need protecting too.” That upsets him. Because he’s not a little guy. He’s a fucking superhero. He’s an Avenger. But it all boils down to the fact that both of them care too much.

                 it’s the loser, do not answer: i care about you, mj. i care about you a                    lot. but i also care about new york.

He waits three hours for a reply, though he knows she reads it immediately. (He doesn’t know whether to be grateful for read receipts or if he should burn them in hell.)

                 michelle “my headache” jones: the problem is i care about you too                      much.

But mostly, they’re fine. Things are still okay with them. Which is why, two days before they’re going to hang out again, she sends him a new song.

                 michelle “my angel” jones: this one’s got a jazzy vibe. it’s a jam.

His horny “I’m seventeen and have a crush” brain freaks out a bit at the title of the song. He listens to it anyway. (MJ sent it. He’ll always listen.) He tries not to think too much into the fact that the song’s lyrics include “I love you”, “I hate you”, “I fuck you”, “well fuck you”. It’s all a little too close to home for their relationship since MJ joining Team Spiderman. He tries not to think about how, often times, their arguments will end with them up in each other’s faces. Or that he’s usually able to feel MJ’s hot breath heaving out against his face. Or that sometimes her eyes will flick down to his lips and he’ll almost lean forward.

But it’s fine. Peter likes the song. Then, when she comes to visit, he plays it and she signs along. he tries not to be entranced when she sings along. He tries not to let his heart do flips when she sings, “I love you.” And he tries not to feel it in his pants when she sings the words, “I fuck you.” He does his best to keep his mind free of inappropriate feelings and thoughts about his best friend.

sex jam by woo park

He gets the text from MJ while he’s out on patrol. He’s just said hello to the guy at the hot dog stand and stopped a purse snatcher. He’s swinging from one building to the next when his ass buzzes. He stops at the neck building and opens her text, nearly choking.

                boston buddy: this is literally a jam. it’s cool though. sounds like that                 band.

He composes himself and plays the song out loud on his phone while he sits on the edge of the building. (He figures he can take a small break.) The song is good though. It sounds like Hiatus Kaiyote, which he’d mentioned to MJ at a party like two years ago. He didn’t even realize she listened to them. So maybe MJ sent it for that reason and not because the song is literally called “sex jam”. He tries not to think about it too much.

But then it’s lunch time on a Thursday and Peter’s picking the onions out of his sandwich when a red rose is dropped on top of his meal. He looks up, and it’s Abraham. The boy is smirking and Peter’s going to ask what this means, but he leaves. Then Sally comes over and drops another rose onto his lunch and giggles before walking away. Soon, the whole decathlon team is dropping a rose onto his lunch and he’s so supremely confused. But then he sees MJ, carrying a whole bouquet of roses, and everything kind of clicks into place. He starts laughing and she has a small smile on his face as she rolls her eyes. “You’re a loser. But you can be a loser with a date to prom.” He hands him the bouquet and raises her eyebrows, stuffing her hands into her back pockets. “So? Be a friend and take a girl to prom?”

He shakes his head, all fond and shit. But he stands up and wraps his arms around MJ, pulling her into a tight hug and she laughs. “Yeah, I guess so.” He says into her ear, and she squeezes a bit tighter. He doesn’t even think about the fact that this is prom and it’s usually romantic. Because MJ’s his best friend and she asked and why wouldn’t he say yes?

He doesn’t think more about prom until Flash makes fun of him a week later before AP Gov starts. “Guess Penis Parker finally gets to use his penis with another person.” He snickers, and Peter rolls his eyes, trying to ignore the bully and keep his face from turning red because he does not need to be thinking about having sex with MJ in the middle of school. “Don’t forget to make your sex jam playlist.”

And there it is. The song is back. Right at the forefront of his mind again. Did MJ actually mean it like that? Had she been trying to tell him something? Is she going to try to have sex with him after prom? (Peter starts freaking out.)

When prom night finally does roll around, he wears a suit Tony had bought for him. It fits nicely and he thinks he looks pretty good. Aunt May cries and hugs him a bit too tightly. (“May, I gotta breathe.” “I’m sorry, I’m sorry!”) Then he drives to pick MJ up from her house. Her mother answers the door, all smiles and hospitality. She welcomes him inside and tells him she’ll go get her daughter.

He’s waiting in the living room when he first sees her. She’s walking down the stairs, wearing a sleeveless black dress. Peter’s brain short circuits for a moment. He doesn’t snap out of it until she steps in front of him, crossing her arms over her chest and saying, “You look nice, Parker.” He sputters for a bit before he can return the compliment. She laughs and they turn so her mom can take pictures. Then they’re off to prom and he keeps worrying about what Flash said.

He shouldn’t worry. Prom is a good time. They hang out with the decathlon team and everyone gets a bit emotional. He and MJ slow dance together a few times, but it’s fine. And they don’t sleep together. They do, however, sit for several hours at the bar of the hotel where their prom is. They order sodas and chili fries, munching on them and talking about the future and what they’re both going to do in Boston. At one point, MJ falls asleep on his shoulder and he kisses her head. The waiter walks over with refills of the soda. She smiles. “You two are such a cute couple.”

Peter looks down at MJ, who looks so peaceful and content. “Thank you.” He smiles at the waiter. He’ll let himself have tonight.

you give me that by raveena

The summer before college, Peter feels like he, Ned, and MJ see each other almost every day. With Ned going to school across the country in California, Peter feels like he has to squeeze all the time in with his best friend that he can. Ned and MJ have grown fairly close on their own right. So everyone’s a little emotional when Ned leaves to go to the Philippines with his family for two weeks in the middle of the summer.

It’s during those two weeks that Peter realizes how amazing it’ll be to have MJ in Boston with him all the time. They see each other almost every day during those two weeks. (MJ gets sick in the middle so he doesn’t see her for two days.) They talk about college shopping lists and go over “College Essentials!” lists to figure out what should actually be necessary. They talk about classes they want to take. They come up with various personalities they could have if they wanted to reinvent themselves. (Neither wants to commit to that.) They watch a lot of movies they get from other students on the Facebook pages for incoming freshman for their respective schools. (They have a running commentary going for each one. They make fun of the lame ones and laud the good ones.) They also listen to a lot of music together. Like, a lot. Like he and MJ lie on the floor of her room while songs flow from her speakers and they don’t say anything, just lie there on her rug with their heads close. Occasionally, they’ll glance at each other and smile. Scrunch their nose if they don’t like the song and want to skip it. Reach for the phone when they want to know the song playing. They also send each other a lot of music during the times of day when they aren’t together.

               pawk the cah in hahvahd yahd: this one is nice. smooth.

It is nice. It’s a very smooth song. Also a bit sexual? He really worries about whether or not MJ is trying to tell him something. Because if she is, he’s totally, one hundred percent on board. Like, all the way. But he has no idea if she’s trying to tell him anything at all. She could just be sending him a song she liked and that’s it. (He hopes that her songs have meaning.)

What he does know for sure is that the song has a really good pace. A pace that drives his eighteen-year-old horny brain up the wall. Which is why he starts to play the song while he masturbates. Because it’s a good pace. It’s smooth and slow and perfect for the build-up because it seems sensual and more romantic. (And okay, so, maybe he also pictures making out with MJ to this song and that really helps but his chest flushes red when he remembers this so he’s not going to talk about.)

It’s over the course of all these times (there are more than he’d care to admit) that he learns the lyrics to the song. It’s a good song, really. For reasons other than the masturbation variety. Which is why he plays it one day when they’re hanging out in his room, sitting against the edge of his bed next to each other. And since he knows all the words, he sings along to the whole song. When it ends, he turns and sees that MJ is staring at him. She looks confused and slightly surprised.

He feels uncomfortable and gets worried that she’ll catch onto the fact that he has this massive crush on her. So he shrugs and says, “What? I like your music.”

She turns her head, letting her curls fall over her face. “Good.” She turns back and her classic smirk is waiting for him. “I was starting to get worried that you didn’t like the recs because you never send stuff back.”

He balks and sputters. “You just send so much! How am I supposed to keep up?”

She rolls her eyes at him, laughing. “You’re a loser. Explore a little.” She knocks her shoulder against his and smirks at him. He smiles because he can’t help it. He can’t help a lot of things around her.

“I really do appreciate the music.” He says, earnest. “I really like your music.” She looks a bit stunned and turns her head again, pushing back some hair that had fallen into her face. She doesn’t say anything else and the next song plays. But she leans so that their shoulders are touching and he tries to stop the rapid beating in his chest. (He’s unsuccessful.)

get you by daniel caesar (featuring kali uchis)

Peter really likes college. He’s two and a half months into his first term, and he enjoys all his classes thus far. He’s made some good friends and he and his roommate are really close, which is nice. The food is pretty good and he gets to run along the Charles River every morning, which is really pretty at sunrise. Life is pretty nice.

He can’t not mention MJ either. They talk every day. They hang out at least once a week. Likely, more than that. They study together and his roommate and MJ are friendly. All of MJ’s roommates know him and they always giggle whenever he’s around. (Part of him worries that one of them has a crush on him, but he knows that’s ridiculous and pushes that thought aside.) They get lunch sometimes during the week and MJ steals food from his plate, but he steals some of her atrocious soda concoction so it all balances out. And, of course, MJ still sends him music.

             the pretentious harvard one: oh my god, you’re a dumbass. here’s a                    song.

It’s out of the blue this time. No lead up, no mention of music in the last three days. He feels the buzz in his back pocket while he’s in physics on a Tuesday. After class, he puts the headphones in his phone and plays the song. The singer’s voice is silky. The words flow from his mouth like honey and Peter’s absolutely enraptured so he plays the song on repeat as he walks to his next class.

When he listens to it again that night, he finally realizes that the song is very…sexual. He looks up the lyrics and finds a video of the artist talking about the song and he literally says of some of the lyrics: “Yeah, that’s just good pussy. Good loving.” But the song is also incredibly romantic in its own right. About two people totally enraptured with each other and in their own world.

Peter freaks out. He tries to compose himself because he’s supposed to go to MJ’s dorm that Friday and watch a movie together for her film seminar. So he takes the next three days to focus and get himself prepped so he doesn’t spend the whole night looking at MJ like a lovesick puppy. (Or so that he doesn’t get a boner because he’s too busy thinking about what it’d be like to make love to her.)

So, at eight o’clock after a long day of class, he walks over to MJ’s dorm. As he walks into the dorm, he sees MJ’s roommates. He waves hello and smiles, because he wants to stay on good terms with them because he’s at MJ’s dorm so often. But they all just kind of…snicker at him as he walks by. He tries not to think too much of it.

The door to MJ’s suite is open, so he walks in. He knocks on the door to MJ’s room before opening it and she’s lying on her bed, elbow propping up the arm holding her head. She looks at him and he can’t quite decipher the expression on her face. But she asks, “You ready?” So he decides to let it be.

They watch the movie on her laptop, which is resting on her lap, so he has to lean into her a bit. He takes deep gulps because she’s in a loose tank top and she’s also not wearing a bra (not that he was looking!) and her sleep shorts, which are very short and give him a nice view of her legs. (They go on for ages, oh my goodness.) She smells like old books and it’s so entirely MJ that it’s all overwhelming. He’s not even paying attention to the movie at this point. It could be twenty minutes or even an hour later (he honestly doesn’t know) when the two characters on the screen start making out. Then they start having sex and Peter is overwhelmed because MJ is right next to him and they’re watching two people have sex on the screen.

Then, MJ pauses the film and he’s shocked. He looks over at her, stunned, with wide eyes. She looks so entirely fed up with everything. She crosses her arms over her chest and looks pointedly down at his pants. “Are we going to ignore your hard on or are we going to do something about it?” He gulps, but she just raises her eyebrows, looking down at his pants again and he can feel the blush spreading quickly across his face.

“Do you,” his voice cracks, so he takes a deep breath to compose himself. “Do you want to do something about it?”

All of her confidence from just a few moments before is suddenly gone. She’s bashful. She won’t meet his eye. She brushes her hair to the other side of her head and with a much softer tone of voice, she says, “I mean, if you want to, then sure.”

He’s smiles because it’s perfectly MJ. He leans in, slow, because he wants to savor and remember this moment. But when his lips meet hers, he becomes more frantic. One of his hands grabs her hip and squeezes and her arms wrap around his shoulders, pulling him so that he’s on top of her and pushing her into the bed. It’s a good kind of pressure. Then she’s running her hand down his abs until she’s reached his jeans and she’s palming him through his pants. He gasps, hips grinding down into her touch and he breathes deeply against her neck before latching on to kiss her there. She manages to get his shirt off somehow and run her other hand from his hair, down his back, and to his ass. She squeezes and she’s still palming his dick and it’s all a lot so he pulls back and slides down to her pants. He glances up, meets her eyes with a pointed look. “May I?”

She nods quickly and she’s a bit out of breath. But then her pants are off and he runs one of his hands slowly up her leg, watching her as he does so in case she gives any indication she wants him to stop. But she’s eyeing him and it feels significant. She’s biting her lip and nodding, so he starts to rub her through her underwear. She reaches down and adjusts his hands, guiding him so he’s moving them the right way. Then she’s gasping and leaning her head back against the bed. He moves so that he’s hovering over her, hand still moving against her through her underwear. He bites her eye, whispering, “Do you like that?” She sighs, moving her hands so that they card through his hair. They pull and he likes it a lot. “Yeah, you like that, don’t you?” Another nip at her ear and then he asks, “You’d like it if I ate you out, wouldn’t you?” She nods frantically. Her eyes are closed and she groans, pulling his head back and shoving him down. He chuckles, but pulls her underwear down before pulling her legs over his shoulders so she’s encasing him in his own personal garden of Eden. Her hands are tangled in his hair, and her grip tightens as he kisses and bites at her thighs. (He’s not going to admit to researching extensively about how you should go down on a person with a vagina. He looked up a lot of articles and diagrams and tips. He hopes some of them pay off.)

She pushes his head down to where she really wants and he flattens his tongue and licks. She pushes his head further down and gasps. He moans, which she seems to like because her legs shake. He takes it as a good sign and continues his ministrations. He involves his fingers at some point and then she’s moaning very loudly, gasping out every so often. She pushes her legs down into his back and lets out, “Fuck, Peter.” And then he crooks his finger and her muscles start tightening and spasming. Her mouth is open but not a sound comes out except for a squeak. She looks frozen in place, but her legs are shaking. He continues licking until she pulls him up by his hair and kisses him roughly. He’s sure the taste of her is now in her mouth and he likes that perhaps a bit too much.

He pulls back because he’s smiling too much to kiss her. She just laughs, running a hand across her forehead. “Fucking hell, Parker.”

“Good?” He asks, all smug and confident. But he really wants to hear her say it. To tell him he did a good job. And oh, he should explore that later.

“Really fucking good.” Then she’s running a hand across his abs and her hand is palming his dick again and he almost forgot. His mouth opens ridiculously and he groans, dropping his head into his shoulder, burying it there. He pulls his pants down and then shakes his head. “Oh wait, condom?” He really hopes she has a condom. She just smiles, leaning over the bed and pulling one out of a box. He rolls it on and positions himself. But then he looks into her eyes and kisses her deeply. She smirks. “You gonna fuck me or what?”

And oh ho ho, is he gonna! He slowly eases himself into her and she bites his shoulder. He hisses, but he likes it. (Another thing he should explore.) But if she’s biting his shoulder, then her screams are masked so that’s a plus. He sets a punishing pace and she’s rolling her hips up into his. Her thumb is rubbing circles into her clit and he runs his hands over her chest and waist and ass, anywhere he can reach. Then she flips them over and puts her hands on his chest so he can’t sit up. Her hands get dangerously close to his neck without quite reaching it. He likes it a lot more than he thought he would. There’s a lot of things he wants to explore, but that’s for another time. For now, he’s too busy holding onto her hips and rocking along with her. They ignore the squeaks that her small, old twin XL bed makes. Their gasps make more noise, anyway.

He’s thankful her roommates are gone, so they don’t hear when he starts talking to her. He’s rubbing little circles into her clit like she’d be doing a little while ago and he’s speaking in a low, husky voice. “You like that, don’t you? You look so fucking beautiful, riding me like your life depends on it.” He goes on and on about her breasts and her hair and the sheen of sweat that covers her whole body and makes her glow like an angel. Then he’s coming and gasping and groaning and his head falls back and he can’t say anything else. MJ laughs, slowing down the rolling of her hips against his. His hands drop and he’s lying back, completely spent. MJ chuckles, leaning down to kiss his forehead and his nose and his cheeks until she finally reaches his lips. She gives him a light peck, looking down at him with a bright smile. “Your orgasm face is so stupid.”

He sputters out a chuckle, wrapping his arms around her torso and pulling her tight to his chest. He kisses the side of her head and whispers into her ear, “Yours is beautiful.”

“Oh shut up, you loser.” But she buries her face into his shoulder and he can feel her lips smile against his neck. He smiles, running his hands up and down her back lightly. He tries to say as casually as possible, “You know, my hands are pretty nice.”

She pulls back, eyes twinkling and lips pulled into a mischievous smile. “Wanna prove it?”

“Always,” he whispers, in awe. Then he uses his hands and brings her back to the edge for the second time that night and he sees her orgasm face and it’s honestly the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen. Hands down. No lie. And then she’s the one who’s spent and wrapping her hands around his torso to pull him into a hug. He snuggles into her chest, kissing the top of her left breast lightly.

“You know I like you, right?” She asks, and her voice is so small. Tentative. As if she’s unsure what his reaction will be. “Like, I like like you.”

He leans up and kisses her nose. “I like you too. Like like you.”

She smiles, bright and happy. Then she smirks and asks, “Does this mean I can tell my roommates we’re dating so they’ll stop bothering me?”

He laughs. “Oh my goodness, I knew it!” She just rolls her eyes and pushes his face back into her chest. But he pulls back one more time. “Is this what you were getting at when you sent me all those songs?”

“Yeah.” She rolls her eyes, fond and content and he’s over the moon. “Only took you three years though, genius.” He kisses her deeply and then settles back into her chest. He likes snuggling into her like this. Her hands pulling lightly at the tips of his hair as her chest rises and falls slowly. He feels like he could stay here forever.

“Thanks for being patient.” He whispers and she leans down to kiss his forehead.

“Anytime, Peter.”

[johannadc]

Hi I don't know if it's okay to ask you for recommendations since you're not strictly a fic blog, but you seem like the resident mystrade pro so I thought I might try and ask if you know any fics that take place in the alternative timeline of The Abominable Bride? If you don't want to answer this it's okay, thank you anyway!

Oh, I LOVE being asked for recommendations. I find so many interesting things that way! 

So, I wasn’t sure what you meant, exactly, by the alternate timeline. Here are some fics that are set around and after that particular episode: 

“Holding Back” by mirokai (1200 words, G) https://archiveofourown.org/works/30931166 Mycroft calls Greg after the plane turns around. 

A little bit about how they get together after the graveyard (with the great line --“Mycroft,” Sherlock called out, his annoyance clear in the crisp winter air. “Kindly shine the light on the grave and not the DI.”) “Grave Realisations” by Quietlymischievous (2500 words, M) https://archiveofourown.org/works/5857573

This one is just smut in the graveyard.  “Fantasies Fulfilled” by Inner_Devil (600 words, M) https://archiveofourown.org/works/5629066

After Sherlock returns, Mycroft and Greg get high and horny together.  “Cock, Roaches and Mycroft” by Book7BrokeMyBrain (5700 words, E) https://archiveofourown.org/works/5705902

If you were looking for Victorian-styled historical, here are some good ones: 

“A Study in Ivory” by manic_intent (40K, E) https://archiveofourown.org/works/4311015 Victorian Mystrade with magic, and a few references from the episode. Mycroft’s mother is the most powerful magician in England, and he’s not so bad himself. Someone is creating monsters to attack them. Sherlock (non-magical), John, and Lestrade investigate with Mycroft overseeing. 

“Someone to last your whole life” by hippocrates460 (7200 words, M) https://archiveofourown.org/works/22736386 ACD-version Mystrade, plus soulmates and marks.

“A Most Delicate Condition”by pinkbagels (4900 words, NR) https://archiveofourown.org/works/10297730 Mycroft is a near-invalid judge, Lestrade is a quite-skilled detective, and Sherlock belongs in an insane asylum, whose manager Dr. Watson transforms his ravings into stories. 

“A Case Of Bad Diction” by pinkbagels (123K, NR, also available in print) https://archiveofourown.org/works/10846389 A much longer take on the above, with a sequel currently in progress. 

“Twilight” by siriusblue (1K words, G) https://archiveofourown.org/works/19222273 A short, about date night. 

“Share the Stars with You” by EventHorizon (237K, M) https://archiveofourown.org/works/4371245 Greg is an explorer, Mycroft his patron and eventual lover. Beware! Angst ahead! But an eventual happy ending. 

And a WIP for the current Mystrade Art event: “The Portrait of Lord Mycroft Holmes” by Ayla221bee (17K so far, M) https://archiveofourown.org/works/30303168 Greg is a painter hired to create a portrait of Lord Mycroft. 

I hope you enjoy! 

[there-must-be-a-lock]

Everything-verse (Masterpost)

Everything: J2 (established) x Reader. Raunchy-ass threesome smut. 

This story is now available on Amazon as an ebook! Click HERE. 

They have a free phone app, so you don’t actually need a Kindle device... but if you share an Amazon account with your parents or something and you can’t access it there, you can just, like, buy me a couple coffees and I’ll email you a pdf 🤷🏻‍♀️

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Three (Bad Ideas): The prequel. J2 and a tiny bit of J2 x reader. ~13,900 words, explicit. 

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Forty-Three: Morning cuddles on Jensen’s birthday. ~760 words. 

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In The Backseat - Jensen x Jared, 417 words, mature. 

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Quarantine-inspired smutty standalones: 

Plans: ~500 words, sleepy morning teasing. 

Sunset: ~1130 words, porch shenanigans at (you guessed it) sunset. 

Snack: ~700 words, Jensen doing inappropriate things in the kitchen. 

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More smutty standalones are available on Amazon! 

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Unwrapped: The holiday special! Only available as an Amazon ebook. ~7200 words. 

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Snowed In: Vacation time! Featuring a hot tub and a bear skin rug, because... why the fuck not. ~8300 words, only available on Amazon.

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Champagne: Inspired by the EW shoot. ~400 words, rated R.

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Breathless: Coda set shortly after the main fic, in which they navigate new dynamics. ~900 words, rated R. 

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Remote Control: Coda feat. Skype sex. ~1800 words, explicit. 

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Headcanons: 

“when Jared has a bad day, what does Jensen do to cheer him up? And vice versa? Are there special foods they make for one another??”

How would J2 celebrate their anniversary, and would she be involved? 

“Everything ask: what are some little private ways that they show they love one another? (maybe not sexually altho, go ahead, make it raunchy.) What about grand romantic gentures?”

How did J2 get together?

“How would they react to a pregnancy scare early on?” 

[firebatvillain]

Yuletide 2019 Round-Up

This has been a great year for Yuletide! I took part and had a nice time, and have been reading Yuletide fics on and off for the last week. Here are a few that I enjoyed, organized by fandom.

The Traitor Baru Cormorant

and the wind whispered mutiny - 4800 words. A lovely snapshot from Traitor that handles tone well. It is a good “missing scene” type fic and one that I thought grappled well with the ideas of the Masquerade, qualms, and cryptarchy. It’s worth the read, and I appreciate the author trying to untangle the dense knot of ideas at the core of Traitor.

Trade Winds - 1200 words. A lick of a fic that is very internal to Svir/Apparitor, tries to capture his vulgarity and his feelings toward Baru during the events of Monster. 

The Matrix 

I have you to save my day - 2000 words. A well-contained fic exploring an interesting idea. As long as it needed to be. 

Dungeon Crawl Stone Soup

Serving Spriggans Dungeonwide - 1100 words. This was a great read - really liked the references to all the different branches and dungeon inhabitants, as well as the adventurers coming down. Many excellent details, charming for any fan of DCSS.

FiveThirtyEight Journalism RPF

What Does the Zombie Apocalypse Mean for the Democratic Primary?  - 3300 words. This one was a real treat, very humorous. Formatted as a series of experts from FiveThirtyEight podcasts during a zombie apocalypse, it’s well-written and makes good use of images. Probably one of my favs this year just for the fun of it.

Untitled Goose Game

The Ineffable Goose - 3300 words. This is a crossover with Good Omens, and is substantially more about that than about UGG. I consider it a pretty integrated crossover, and it is long enough to give fair coverage to most of the points you’d want to cover with Goose. Good hijinks. 

In A Mood - 1600 words. This is a crossover with Dwarf Fortress, and is a fun read if you’re familiar with Dwarf Fortress. There is a solid amount of hijinks and some fun references. It is pretty true to the tone of Dwarf Fortress, and the fact that DF game mechanics are happening inexplicably adds to the fun.

Untitled Christmas DLC - 1200 words. A two-parter and not a crossover. I think this one is a very straightforward Goose + Christmas themed fic, a good example in its category. 

Dwarf Fortress

Far From The Hive - 1400 words. This is written basically as a non-tongue-in-cheek Dwarf Fortress fic, basically a fic set in the worlds and events of Dwarf Fortress. It’s touching and a little fun, and well crafted. A fine read for any fan of Dwarf Fortress, and understandable to the less familiar.

Hornblower

Between Duty and Friendship - 7200 words. This was the gift I received! I asked for some Horatio/Archie nursing back to health type stuff, and boy did I get it. The author put a lot of effort into fleshing out the story, making it into a full and lengthy adventure. A lot of fun.

[sp4c3-0ddity]

2018 Year-in-Fic

so following @rueitae‘s example (because i’m curious about what i’ve been up to this year too) and building off my 2017 list, a Summary of Fic: 2018 Edition:

(For convenience, you can also find my fic master list here and ao3 account here)

STATS:

Gen/non-plance fics:  15

All right, let’s start with the fic that is not plance from oldest to most recent. An asterisk* denotes if it’s tumblr exclusive

Assassins (3109 words) - Allura tries to go about business as usual, despite their “guest” - Gen, mild Allura/Lotor, canon compliant through season four

Marathon (1081) - Pidge just wants Lance to get off her back about team bonding. / (She has fun anyway.) - Gen, Garrison Trio, pre-canon

Imprinting (540) -  A flock of baby "ducks" adopts Hunk as their mother - Gen, canon compliant

Fanfiction (884) -  Pidge has a skeleton in her closet, but she made the mistake of saving it to her hard drive - Gen, canon compliant

Everywhere Cats (7363) -  A mysterious mishap transforms the Lions of Voltron into...cats, who are more troublesome for their Paladins than for Zarkon's Empire - Gen, canon compliant crack

A Rational Fear (3786) - Alteans aren't as fragile as humans, but they aren't invincible. / Or, Allura's injuries demand a stint in a healing pod; her reluctance can be easily explained - Gen, very mild Allura/Lance, canon compliant

Adrift (1621) -  Krolia's translator breaks, but that's not why her sadness is so hard to bear - Gen, pre-canon

Displaced (1318) - Keith confuses his target for someone else. / Neither of them are happy about that - Gen, Keith/Matt, time travel AU

Seek Water’s Run* (~2300) - Gen, Garrison Trio, Abhorsen (Fantasy/Zombie) AU

Crushed* (~900) - Allura/Lance, canon compliant whump

Knowledge or Death, Gun or Blade* (~2000) - Acxa and her Blade trials - Gen, canon divergent/speculative

Pigeon Bait* (~1200) - Hunk rescues a pigeon - Gen, modern/college AU

Price of Pride* (~550) - Matt talks to the Green Lion - Gen, canon compliant

Trickle* (~1000) - Keith wanders a death-scape - Allura/Keith, canon divergent (probably) 

Viable Pets* (~2000) - Hunk adopts a space chicken - Gen, dubiously canon compliant

Okay, this is where it might get a little confusing because i’m a dumbass sometimes...

plance fics (not collected): 32 wtf

Ordered from oldest to most recent; does not include anything posted (or to be posted) in this collection; anything exclusive to tumblr is denoted with an asterisk*

Growth (14042) -  Lance finds his soulmate; Pidge does not - soulmate AU in canon

Misdirection (5328) -  Lance pays attention, and Pidge just may come to enjoy a camping trip - modern AU

Fakeout (7840) -  Shenanigans turn dangerous when Lance and Pidge overhear what they should not - canon compliant

A Promise Broken, a Promise Made (5294) -  Pidge getting caught up in a project is nothing new, so why, exactly, is Lance so upset this time? - canon compliant

Facing Reality (14182) - Lance skips Fourth of July weekend with his family to spend it with his girlfriend's family instead... / ...only Pidge isn't his girlfriend. And her family is missing. In a completely different reality - modern/roommates AU...of a sort

Spill Your Thoughts (24962) - Mom bought me this notebook hoping I’d “organize my thoughts” or “find therapeutic value in it” or something like that. Personally, I think she’s just hoping I’ll leave it lying around somewhere so she can snoop into what’s going on in my life when I don’t want to tell her. / Mom, if you’re reading this, it’s not going to work because I do not need to keep a journal. So what if I don’t have any friends to vent to? / aka an AU where Pidge's journal is just that and nothing more - modern/high school AU in journal format

Infatuation, Actually (10418) -  Pidge never learned basic gun safety. Lance suffers the nonfatal consequences - love spell AU in canon

Fatalistic Daydream (27873) -  Being a low-ranking Galra soldier stationed in a virtual backwater isn’t stopping Pidge from finding out what happened to her family. But the secrets she’s keeping from her friend Keith on top of the unwanted attention of an Altean prisoner-of-war are definitely...slowing her down - somewhat Gen, everyone’s an alien AU

Living Nightmare (1892) -  Lance's isolation doesn't seem to be ending anytime soon, even if he's out of solitary confinement - outtake of Fatalistic Daydream, technically gen

Frog Pond* (~3000) - Lance kisses a frog on a dare - modern/fantasy AU

Water Rescue (19229) -  They start as strangers, but one day they may grow to be something more...familiar - fantasy AU inspired by @rueitae‘s Seasons of Magic

Dip* (~400) - They dance - canon compliant (?)

Sleep Cute* (~450) - Sleepy cuddles - canon compliant (?)

Tidal Lockdown (20937) -  An ex-rebel enlists Pidge and Lance to find her missing grandson, but on a planet populated by criminals and where the sun never sets, they can only trust each other... - canon compliant (?)

Double Life (2312) -  By day, they’re a secretive criminal-entrapping hacker and her minion; by night, they’re a flashy magician - excuse me, escape artist - and his ‘brilliant’ assistant - modern AU

Spellbound* (~3500) - urban fantasy AU

scaled to size (14747) - Lance returns to Altea triumphant, claiming to have slain a fearsome dragon and intent on collecting his reward from Prince Lotor. But not all is what it seems... / Or: The tale of how Lance survived a dragon despite leaving his heart behind - fantasy AU featuring dragon!Pidge

a prince, missing* (~7000) - Lance is a kidnapped prince and Pidge is his reluctant bodyguard - fantasy AU

a small step and a giant leap (47005, WIP) - Lance wakes when he shouldn’t to an angel of death standing over him. / It’s a first, but it won’t be the last - vague fantasy/modern AU

Full Circle (10275) - “I’m happy to be back, but I kind of don’t want to be.” / Lance, surprised, stared at Pidge. “What do you mean?” / “It feels like the end, doesn’t it? We’re back on Earth - back where we started - and it feels like we’ve come full circle.” / “Yeah, but circles just keep going, don’t they?” / Or, Lance and Pidge return to where they started, but it will never be the same again - canon divergent

Breakfast Date* (~600) - post-canon

(don’t) call an ambulance* (~3700) - modern/mafia AU

Final Lifeline (14466) - Pidge always plays to win, but this time the odds are not in her favor. / And if she loses, Lance may get worse than being fed to the Snick... - canon divergent

Misfortune Favors the Brave (26492, WIP) - Foreknowledge of a death doesn't make it any easier to prevent, but Lance is determined to try. / Even if it means breaking Pidge's heart. - canon divergent

Found and Lost* (~4800) - post-apocalyptic AU featuring android!Pidge

why not?* (~100) - drabble

Dueling Hearts (36213) -  The king of a planet that Voltron is attempting to sway to the Coalition misinterprets the nature of Lance’s relationship with Pidge…and promptly challenges him to a duel for her hand in marriage. Lance accepts immediately, much to his teammates’ (especially Pidge’s) mortification. The only problem? Lance still hasn’t figured out how to unlock his bayard’s broadsword form at will - canon divergent

And Everything Was Fine (6416) -  Pidge finds the reality where everything turned out fine; needless to say, she’s pissed - mostly Gen, mild post-canon fix-it

No Sky Like Home (6808) -  Pidge hesitates to say yes when Lance asks her on a date - post-canon

plance fics in collaboration: 3

And now the fics i did in collaboration

Smack, Kiss, Fall in Love (19589 / 2) - Pidge was only at the Garrison to find her family, not her soulmate. Lance had always had a picture of a his 'perfect' soulmate in mind. / ...until reality smacks them both - soulmate AU in canon done round robin-style with @hailqiqi

To Sail, To Break, To Earn (10268 / 3, WIP) -  Cursed by the witch Haggar, Lance, with the crew of the Blade of Marmora, sails the sea and preys on Zarkon's fleet. They are confined to the waves and forbidden from dropping anchor at port. But the deadline draws nearer, when they'll become the soulless servants of the same emperor they forswore, unless they rejoin Zarkon willingly...or earn the heart of a mermaid - in collaboration with @rueitae

It’s Beginning to Look a Lot like A Christmas Carol (14384 / 3, WIP) - Lance is no Scrooge, but when he gives up a family vacation and declines an invitation to his friends' holiday gathering, he finds himself the target of a ghostly intervention. / It's a tale as old as time...or as old as the nineteenth century, and if Lance doesn't learn his lesson, he just might be forgotten - post-canon, in collaboration with @hailqiqi and @rueitae

plance fics, collected:

I’m cheating on this one. Referring to my collection Strangeness and Charm, from about Chapter 48 onward are the 2018 chapters. Last year’s word count was 73407 and this year’s word count is (with the exception of some fic saved as chapters not yet posted) 200794. here are the longer/more notable (in my opinion at least) samples that probably should’ve been posted separately:

Future (~6000) - prompted historical/arranged marriage AU

Captive (~5200) - moderately gen AU where Pidge, Lance, and Hunk are captured by pirates

Another Time (~3700) - reincarnation AU in conjunction with canon

Masquerade* (~1300) - super tease-y fantasy AU and if you don’t have the song from Phantom of the Opera stuck in your head from just reading that title i envy you

Tease (~800) - “If you love it so much then why don’t you marry it?” - canon compliant

A Pirate’s Life for Me (~4000) - Pidge is captured by space pirates - canon compliant

Absence Makes the Heart Grow (Fonder) (~7200) - Pidge finds Lance on Earth - canon divergent AU that was hilariously accurate in retrospect

like a masochistic moth to dragonflame (~3200) - the aftermath of the battle against the Coranic Dragon - piklavar, Monsters & Mana AU

Steal to Save (~800) - Pidge “loses” her glasses - canon compliant

to trust a thief (~3800) - followup to other piklavar fic

Deadline (~1000) - Stressful countdown to Lance confessing - canon compliant

Glint of Silver (~5200) - Pidge’s double life just might endanger her werewolf roommate - roommates/urban fantasy AU

masks for two* (1500) - Lady Katie learns she and her fiance have more in common than expected - historical/thieves AU

Bad Press* (~1500) - It’s not easy pretending to date your celebrity friend - fake dating AU

a personal mission* (~780) - Lance is on a mission - canon compliant (?)

the eve of it all* (~1800) - Lance stands Pidge up on game night - season eight fix-it, canon divergent

okay that ended up being way longer than i expected...

BREAKDOWN:

Ship breakdown:  

plance wins so easily it’s not even funny. oddly enough considering my current feelings on the pairing Allura/Lance takes second place (though only by very weak implication in one case and...by a very wide margin). and then there are the other mostly implied (Allura/Lotor, Keith/Matt) that occur once each plus an Allura/Keith fic and a gen fic that’s also technically Krolia/Keith’s dad

and then there’s my apparent thing for Hunk bonding with birds

Character breakdown:  

Pidge and Lance because *jazz hands* plance. i suppose Hunk and Allura may be split for third place

Characters that had the main focus:

*sweats* hilariously i think it might be...Lance?? i feel like many of my longer fics (whether one-shots or multichapter) end up in his point of view, notably a small step and Misfortune. Pidge is an easy second place though, and which of the two i favor changes. Pidge is, in a sense, a little easier to write but Lance, depending on the tone i’m going for, can be wild fun because he’s so ridiculous sometimes

SPECIFICS:

Best title?

uh...i’m capable of having decent titles?? thing is, my titles tend to be on the nose or else something i forget i need till the point i’m posting a fic, but i like Everywhere Cats partly because it was very much inspired by a simple children’s song i remember my sister playing when she first started learning piano. i also like Facing Reality as a title because of the word play i can be clever

...okay i’m going to stop here because i keep looking back and realizing i like more of those than i thought i did

Worst title?

many of them are so...plain that i’m not sure i can pick just one. sure, they tell you what the story is about, but there’s nothing hidden in them...they’re so bland. throw a dart at a board with all my one-word titles and you’ll probably hit something

Best first line?

let’s go with a masochistic moth to dragonflame:

Pike is smitten the moment he sees her, and it only grows worse when the words family heirloom cross her lips.

Worst first line?

i think my first lines in general are...decent?? nothing spectacular, just meant to convey what’s going on and why it’s important (or that’s what i try to do at least), but out of laziness i’m going with the one from Everywhere Cats:

Hunk settled his helmet onto his head as he walked into the Yellow Lion’s hangar, feeling wonderfully light at the prospect of this mission.

Best last line?

Adrift made me so emotional when i was writing it that i have to use this one:

“Love,” [Krolia] said, “can you turn off the lights? I’m showing Keith the stars.”

Worst last line?

i tend to end my fics rather abruptly (i really really hate unnecessary bits tacked on when everything is pretty much resolved) and/or on dialogue and i’m usually thoughtful of how i end it so i’m not even gonna skim through the rest of my fics because this one from Assassins is just so boring:

She followed General Sahr inside, and this time both Coran and Lotor came with her.

GENERAL:

Looking back, did you write more fics than you thought you would this year, less than you thought, or about what you predicted?

yes, yes i did. also looking back at last year’s list i didn’t even get any of the goals i set accomplished...whoops??

What pairing/genre/fandom did you write that you would never have predicted last year?

uh...Keith/Matt i guess?? maybe Allura/Lance too because i really don’t like that pairing now (though i used to be indifferent or else somewhat like it) so it’s like a retrospective “well i can’t believe i managed to write them as a romantic pairing”

What’s your favorite story this year? Not the most popular, but the one that makes you the happiest.

always will i answer this question with scaled to size because it actually does make me happy, especially thinking of all the pain and suffering i’m only somewhat exaggerating i went through while conceiving of it thanks to a computer mishap (and, tbh, my own neglect), and ultimately all it took to revive it was a timely prompt from the Pidgance Positivity Discord and dare i say it ended up far better than planned??

Okay, NOW your most popular story.

on ao3 by kudos and excluding my collection that’s Smack, Kiss, Fall in Love (i can’t tell if it’s the magic of collaborating with someone like @hailqiqi or the allure of a soulmate AU or a fic with that many chapters). most by comments/bookmarks and second most by kudos is Dueling Hearts.

by notes on tumblr would be Sleep Cute

Story most underappreciated by the universe?

oh gosh i don’t know. throw a dart at my gen fics and you’ll probably hit one?? or else To Sail, To Break, To Earn, my collaboration with @rueitae, could use lots more love i thought you guys liked mermaids

Story that could have been better?

all of them??

Sexiest story?

uh well i’ve never posted anything more explicit than simple foreplay so i suppose that would be Final Lifeline but i also want to make note of like a masochistic moth to dragonflame because i think i did well with a touch of Unresolved Sexual Tension and Bad Press was almost candid about that sort of thing and Lance almost propositioned Pidge by accident

Saddest story?

it’s probably a toss-up between  Final Lifeline (major character death on top of a possible awful future), Misfortune (predicted character death), and a small step (they can’t really be together)

Most fun?

Bad Press was a riot while i was working on it. Everywhere Cats was a lot of fun too, as was scaled to size (though tbh i have fun writing a vast majority of my fics...)

Story with single sweetest moment?

nothing really stands out to me at the moment so this is mostly a cop-out (and Pidge and Lance are at their best when they’re teasing each other anyway) from scaled to size:

“Is there…any room for the brave and dashing knight that rescued you in that future?” Lance whispered.

“Maybe, if you find him.”

“Hey!” Lance exclaimed, pulling away from him slightly.

Pidge snickered and wrapped her arms around his neck. “But there’s room for the brave boy that grew into his too-big britches.”

“Yes, but I’m a knight now too,” Lance pointed out.

“Should I call you Sir Lance now?” Pidge raised an eyebrow while one of her hands wandered into his hair and pulled his head down. “But I think I like Lance better…”

Their noses brushed, and Pidge’s warm breath caressed his face.

Lance’s eyes slid shut when he kissed her.

Hardest story to write?

most likely Displaced because i’m not really into Keith/Matt as a romantic pairing (and it ended up more gen anyway) and i wasn’t really enamored by the idea so i was mostly just trying to wrap up what i had without getting into the concept too much

Easiest/most fun story to write?

the night i bolted out of bed possessed by a spark of inspiration thanks to this art to hammer out Masquerade will forever live in infamy

Did any stories shift your perceptions of the characters?

i don’t think so??

Most overdue story?

scaled to size if only because of the frustration i associate with its inception ;_;

Did you take any writing risks this year? What did you learn from them?

collaborations, for one, not that it’s especially risky, but i’d never done one so that was fun!! Smack, Kiss, Fall in Love oddly enough validated by typical “write on impulse” style though...

for another, i published a fic in a zine!! also i participated in a Bang and a gift exchange, neither of which i’d done before

also posting the start of a multichapter fic not yet finished is a risk that hasn’t quite payed off yet *sweats*

What are your fic writing goals for next year?

no idea. i’m decidedly not a very goal-oriented person, but for now i think i’ll keep it simple and finish my four dubiously active WIPs, write something amazing for the Plance Mini Bang (which i’m also mod-ing oh boy), and outline as often as possible to ease the writing

[manuelmueller]

A MASTERPOST

Every fic from 2017 that made it on my fic rec. Or, some personal favourites!

I tagged all the authors I could find on tumblr; if I missed someone, please tell me! (Inspired by @lahmly whose rec lists and fics are amazing!)

DELE ALLI/ERIC DIER

Can’t Help Falling In Love With You ~22k, Teen by @ericdier-and-chill “Have you found out who sent you the mixtape yet?” Dele asks blinking at him with sleep in his eyes. Eric shakes his head. “I haven’t really started looking yet,” he frowns and Dele yawns. “Maybe you should.” Yeah. Maybe he should.

Floating into our Wishing Well ~29k, Not Rated by @sodetectivegalaxy When Eric does something at the end of their Euros’ campaign, it triggers a series of changes to his and Dele’s relationship as they navigate what it takes to fall in love with a teammate in this day and age of football.

I’ll Keep My Cool but I’m Fiendin ~8900, Not Rated by @sodetectivegalaxy From the first moment, he knew that something would be different. He expected the banter, he expected the connection, he expected the goofy smiles and he expected the affectionate cuddles. He did not expect to be falling in love quite so hard, though.

Light on the Water ~1100, Teen by @jackdaws Everything about Dele becomes more complicated as Eric falls in love with him.

XABI ALONSO/STEVEN GERRARD

all that heaven will allow ~4200, Not Rated by @carraville Steven asks Xabi a question.

XABI ALONSO/PHILIPP LAHM

your heart is a mineshaft ~1800, Teen by @bayernluvr69 There is some part of Xabi that has always been longing to come home, the same way there is some part of you that has always been longing to make it your own.

PIERRE-EMERICK AUBAMEYANG/MARCO REUS

everything i feel returns to you somehow ~11k, Teen by @manaholic-mongolian

Auba takes the assistant manager position for Borussia Dortmund’s youth squad without realizing his ex-husband, Marco Reus, is the manager. Or, when Dortmund calls, Auba doesn’t have to think twice.

I want you to love me ~6900, Teen, AU by @manaholic-mongolian The one where finding your soulmate and falling in love are two different things.

MICHAEL BALLACK/PHILIPP LAHM

again, february ~6800, Teen by @lahmly Philipp didn’t plan on almost hitting Micha with his car after seeing him for the first time in years, but he can see how maybe that’s a little hard to believe. Or: “Tell me,” Micha says without hello, “how does one get rid of you?”

JAMIE CARRAGHER/GARY NEVILLE

Oh Lord ~7800, Mature by @carraville Five times Jamie Carragher borrowed Gary Neville’s clothes.

Play the Whistle ~13k, Mature, AU Those who can’t do, teach. Or rather, referee. Despite not quite making it through the Liverpool academy, Jamie Carragher is at the top level of the game in his own way, which would all be well and splendid if not for a certain disagreeable colleague.

Remedial Exercises in Teamwork ~13k, Teen, AU This was definitely not Jamie’s fault. It was just pre-determined: Carraghers and Nevilles weren’t meant to mix. Especially not when it came to Quidditch. It was just his luck that the two of them had wound up in Gryffindor, and both Beaters to boot. But that was that.

souls in narrow spaces ~2100, Teen by @neyvenger Every ground in the league had its hauntings. It was understandable in a way. People left a piece of themselves behind anywhere where they felt strong emotions. Sometimes, after their death, that’s where they would return, clinging to a semblance of life, until the next derby, until the next title, until the next trophy. Some ghosts had been there for decades. Jamie couldn’t guess what they were waiting for.

strangeways, here we come ~14k, Teen by @carraville Even before he can pull away, Stevie’s got the end of the tape and he’s pulling it away to reveal six miniscule words inscribed on the skin, just under the veins. Get off me, you Scouse twat. Stevie looks at him, then down again, then back up. “What the fuck?”

KEVIN GROSSKREUTZ/MANUEL NEUER

Heal My Wounds ~15k, Mature by @tyskerunge And now the traffic announcement with an urgent message from North Rhine-Westphalia. A severe accident on B54 in Dortmund-Süd is currently blocking all northbound traffic. The emergency services are on site, reporting two cars involved, two dead, one critically and one moderately injured. The road will be closed until further notice.

leaving kingdom finding men ~7900, Teen by @lahmly Maybe if Kevin had picked up a book or two about quantum physics in training breaks, he’d be able to explain how he managed to show up in a world where Manuel calls himself a software reviewer.

ISCO/TONI KROOS

Tuyo ~12k, Not Rated, Semi-AU Toni doesn’t make it a habit of waking up in other people’s beds, but yet it seems to happen.

THOMAS MÜLLER/MANUEL NEUER

a pirate’s life for me ~2500, Explicit, AU by @manaholic-mongolian One of Captain Muller's routine ventures in robbing a merchant ship, reveals an unusual but unique prize. Or, ‘Oh really?’ Thomas says, taking his shirt off and handing it to Manuel for repair, ‘your most precious belonging isn’t some locket with the picture of a lover in it?’

In The Shadows ~9500, Explicit Manuel and Thomas have been close friends for years, but this changes after the celebration of a title win. But just when they are finally alone in Thomas’ hotel room, Manuel runs away from him without explanation. Will this incident ruin their friendhsip or will Manuel tell Thomas why he ran away before it’s too late?

Not another airport meeting ~1200, General Audiences, AU by @khalehla Thomas + Manuel, for the tags #mild homophobia, #airports are the worst.

One Night With You ~5500, Explicit, AU Legatus Manuellus Novus and his second-in-command Tribunus Thomas Mullericus spend one last night together before Thomas has to go on a dangerous mission.

LUKAS PODOLSKI/BASTIAN SCHWEINSTEIGER

Around the World and Back Again ~3500, Teen Bastian’s always been overwhelmed by how generous Lukas is with him, right from when they were kids. He makes friends easily in general but Lukas had just slipped himself right under Bastian’s skin from day one and hadn’t let himself get dislodged by the intervening years.

OTHER, MULTI & GEN

reliquaries ~7200, Teen, Semi-AU by @bayernluvr69 “What did you think?” asks Iker, when he returns later that night. He is flushed and smiling and his hair is damp and a little mussed. His breath smells of something Acatchz cannot place, something sharp and just shy of overpowering. He looks something like he did that night in low orbit, when he had stood on the other side of the pitch from Acatchz. “You played well,” says Acatchz. “But I think you can do better.”

sweep me off my feet ~1100, General Audiences, AU by @bayernluvr69​ The entire business started twenty-four hours before the Quidditch World Cup semifinal against England, when Thomas sat on Mats’s wand. (side Hömmels – mainly Thomats bromance)

We Fought Hard ~2100, Teen Philipp looked around, like he was afraid he’d forgotten something. He felt utterly hopeless. That was the word. Hopeless. After staring at the empty bus for a few long seconds, he realised everything he cared about was already in the hotel, so he might as well get off.

[mypoorfaves]

Yuri on Ice whumpy fic recs

To celebrate 200 followers (!!), I am going to recommend 25 of my favourite fics! These contain things like injury, anxiety and angst, because there is a ton of sickfic out there and I feel like other whump can be harder to find. I do eventually plan on doing a sickfic rec as well, but in the meantime, please enjoy!

Each individual fic will be tagged as if I were making a post on my blog, so please make sure to read the tags carefully for any triggers!

I will also be ranking each fic on a scale of whump from 1-5! 5 has the best and most delicious whump while 1 is for if you’re really thirsty and desperate for any little scrap you can get.

(Fics are all listed under the cut)

～～～Yurio ～～～

Falling Through the Ice by Kiraly

3100~ words

 A winter vacation takes an unexpected turn when Yuri has a run-in with a not-so-frozen pond. Luckily, Otabek is there to help.

Tags: injury, other, hurt!yurio, yurio, hypothermia, scrapes and bruises, freezing, shivering, otayuri fluff

Rating: 2/5

～～～Victor ～～～

Diamond by caneeljoy

2700~ words

Viktor is amazed that this merciless world has put enough pressure on Yuuri to transform him into a diamond.

Or:

Viktor is injured, and Yuuri doesn’t know where to turn.

Tags: injury, hurt!victor, leg wound, infected wound, fever, collapsing, passing out, zombie apocalypse au, bamf yuuri, such. good. whump!

Rating: 5/5 

inevitable by ApostleofAnime

1400~ words

Victor knew it was bound to happen eventually.

Tags: injury, hurt!Victor, knee injury, hospital, light angst

Rating: 4/5 

By Your Side by RussetHunter

2300~ words

Viktor has just made his comeback to the skating world as a competitor and Yuuri’s coach, but things take a turn as he performs one of his routines only to end up injured during the middle of it. Poor Yuuri even blames himself for the error that neither of them anticipated.

Tags: injury, hurt!Victor, head injury, leg injury, blood, losing consciousness, ambulance, hospital, crying

Rating: 3.5/5

Today Has Been Okay by GooseBerries

7200~ words

Every night Viktor repeats it like a manta: today has been okay. Returning to skating has been more difficult than once believed. The media has been less-than-forgiving since the public announcement of their relationship. Viktor becomes a victim of assault; leaving Yuuri to try and pick up the pieces. Not to mention Viktor’s parents are back in St. Petersburg after hearing about Viktor’s injury, demanding to know why their son is engaged to another son of God. Still, the same thought runs through Viktor’s mind every night. Maybe if he repeats it enough, he’ll believe it. Today has been okay.

Tags: injury, other, hurt!Victor, Yuuri, Victor, violence, head trauma, hematoma, coma, broken wrist, hospital, ventilator, angst, homophobia, crying, I reread this fic so often, just whump city right here

Rating: 5/5

Six Days Waiting by Axlaida

36 800~ words

On the morning Victor was taken, Yuuri wanted nothing more than to have him back home. Victor wanted nothing more than to escape the room he’d never seen before and figure out how he got there in the first place.

~

Where Victor is kidnapped and everyone, except for one, wants him back home.

Tags: other, victor, kidnapping, restraint, panic attack, anxiety, ptsd, angst, nightmares, bad dreams, crying, malnutrition, emotional manipulation, voilence, implied/referenced suicide of minor character, there is emeto at one part, this is a long-ass fic and I am so grateful!, the whump is wonderful

Rating: 5/5

For Anything by Harky21

6500~ words

He raced through the halls to find Victor’s room. Yuuri had escaped the formalities of the evening as quickly as he could. His clothes had been too hot, his collar too tight. All night he felt an itch under his skin, the feeling that something wasn’t right, that it wouldn’t be right until he knew Victor would be okay.

The last year skating and living with Victor has felt like a dream to Yuuri. When Victor gets injured at the Grand Prix Finals, the two learn that love and support mean more than any medal ever could.

Tags: injury, other, hurt!victor, victor, acl tear, mcl tear, hospital, surgery, physical therapy, rehabilitation, angst, crying, bonding, this fic is so sweet

Rating: 3.5/5

honey, honey by alindzy

2300~ words

When Viktor falls ill Yuuri is quick to care for him.

illness, other, sick!victor, appendicitis, hospital, surgery, anesthesia, mentions of emeto, nice light whump with lotsa fluff

Rating: 3/5

This Isn’t Logan’s Run, Victor by AlexLKerr

4000~ words

Victor’s gotten off to a rough start, returning to the ice after a year of eating whatever, traveling the world, and falling in love.

Guess who’s there for him.

Tags: injury, other, hurt!Victor, victor, yuuri, pain, knee, feet, hiding injuries, angst, bonding

Rating: 3/5

Can You Hear? by Yuripaws

900~ words

Viktor is in a coma, but he can hear Yuuri when he visits him in the hospital.

Tags: illness, sick!victor, coma, hospital, mentions of drinking/alcohol abuse, kinda sad but a happy ending, I like the writing style 

Rating: 2/5

Barb(er)ed Wire by haircut

3900~ words

Viktor always tends to Yuuri’s hair. Yuuri decides to return the favor.

Or: In a rare moment of weakness, Viktor opens up to Yuuri.

Tags: other, victor, anxiety, relationship building, this is so sweet and I am constantly rereading it!

Rating: 3/5

with the warmth of your arms by onward-to-victuuri (pickapebble)

1100~ words

Victor’s nightmares were of empty beds and dead silence through old apartments.

Tags: other, victor, angst, anxiety, nightmares, bad dreams, cute fluff!

Rating: 1/5

you are not alone in this by pocoloki

15 400~ words

“Yuuri knows what Victor is going through right now, knows the heartache of losing a beloved pet. To open your heart to a creature, to love it as if it is your own family, and then be forced to watch helplessly as it slips away…it isn’t a pain he would wish on his worst enemy.

He would do anything, give everything he had and more if it meant he could spare his lover from feeling it for even a second.”

Victor loses his best friend. Yuuri is there to help him through it.

(I’m a terrible human being. Sorry, Makka.)

Tags: other, victor, yuuri, angst, lots of angst, minor character deathーMakkachin, crying, lots of crying, hyperventilating, depression,  mentions of panic attack and emeto, get your tissues ready and cuddle your pets, heartbreaking and well written

Rating: 3/5

The darkness by IllyasJames

1500~ words

Yuuri doesn’t know how long he has been kept there, but this time he wakes up to more sounds than just the bowl of food being dropped in his pitch black cell.

Tags: other, yuuri, victor, kidnapping, prisoner,  mentions of panic attacks

Rating: 2/5

～～～Yuuri ～～～

Fall hard (on your head) by I_hate_usernames

10 700~ words

Throwback to episode 5 to the Chugoku, Shikoku, and Kyushu Figure Skating Championship Competition. Instead of a nosebleed Yuuri hits his head a little harder and gets a concussion.

Tags: injury, hurt!yuuri, concussion, losing consciousness, confusion, anxiety, self-blame, self-doubt, crying, fluff, love this fic!

Rating: 2/5

Do Not Despair, for You are Perfection by Cumberbatch Critter (CumberbatchCritter)

2300~ words

Please, God, don’t let him be seriously injured. Please.

Tags: injury, hurt!yuuri, sprain, sprained ankle, ambulance, crying, light angst, fluff

Rating: 2/5

Concern by kalluuto

2500~ words

A miserable day outside and Yuri is working hard at practice once more. What happens when he pushes himself too far and ends up getting injured? Will Viktor be able to help him? Viktor x Yuri fluff

Tags: injury, hurt!Yuuri, ankle injury, sprain

Rating: 1/5

Kiss The Rain by Writingfanfics1432

1400~ words

Yuri gets attacked and Viktor tries his best to comfort him

Tags: injury, other, hurt!Yuuri, yuuri, violence, beating, blood, bruises, concussion mention, hospital mention, collapsing, angst, crying, whump and angst a-plenty!

Rating: 4/5

non te ne andare by ADreamingSongbird

6700~ words

“I’m fine,” Yuuri insists, one last time. He’s not fine. He’s not fine.

Viktor sinks to sit next to him, nothing but concern written all over his face. “Yuuri, I can’t help you if you won’t talk to me,” he says, reaching for Yuuri’s hands, and—oh.

~

Recovery is not linear. For all that he tells himself he has no reason to be sad, Yuuri is not having a good day.

Tags: other, yuuri, mental illness, anxiety, self harm, cutting, blood, angst, self-doubt, crying, communication, lots of comfort, victor is the sweetest and most caring fiance ever

Rating: 2/5

and breathe me by unhookingstarswithoutpermission

2500~ words

“Does Victor know?”, Yuri asks, voice just slightly lower than before. Yuuri could reply that he does, that he’s already had a breakdown in front of him, but that’s not what Yuri’s asking. “He doesn't”, he says. He doesn’t thank Yuri when he grips his arm, light enough that it doesn’t make him flinch, in a gesture that brings him more comfort than it should.

or, the one where love doesn’t fix everything.

Tags: other, yuuri, mental illness, anxiety, anxiety attack, crying, communication, therapy

Rating: 2/5

when a drowning man holds on to you by CodenameMeretricious

1800~ words

Yuuri has an anxiety attack on the ice. It’s not the first, and it definitely won’t be the last. But this time, Victor is there to comfort him.

Tags: other, Yuuri, mental illness, anxiety, anxiety attack, fluff

Rating: 1.5/5

It Should Be Simple by moorer3

1800~ words

Yuri is worried, pressure is building up on him, and runs away in the middle of the night to skate. Things don’t happen as planned, and instead of relaxing, Yuri panicks and lets his insecurities take over. The only one who can help him is Victor… Strange… as Victor is the main source of his insecurities.

Tags: other, Yuuri, mental illness, anxiety, anxiety attack, panic attack

Rating: 3/5

Alone Together by ionlywritefree

2700~ words

Yuuri has a panic attack before a competition and it takes him a while to realize that his idol is the one trying to calm him down.

Tags: other, yuuri, mentail illness, autistic yuuri, younger yuuri, anxiety, panic attack, dizziness, crying, emeto mention

Rating: 4/5

Remember to Breathe by Self-Inflicted Insanity (Marvelite5Ever)

4100~ words

“The air was heavy with darkness, but Yuri’s eyelids were lighter than air and wouldn’t stay closed.”

Yuri is anxious, and Victor helps calm him down. Shameless fluff, banter, and gooey emotions; but also a lot of anxiety from one Yuri Katsuki. Takes place around episodes 9 and 10.

Tags: other, yuuri, mental illness, anxiety, insomnia, not breathing (by choice), ((that’s a bit of a weird tag)), such a wondeful writing style

Rating: 1/5

Never by chibii.fujoshi

2500~ words

Yuuri is woken by a painful nightmare. Plagued by the thoughts that hounded him even in sleep, will he find solace in the arms of the man beside him? Set in the evening after Yuuri comes back from Russia in Episode 9.

Tags: other, yuuri, nightmares, bad dreams, anxiety, fluff, i love this fic

Rating: 2/5

[one-soul-two-brothers]

one-soul-two-brothers’ ultimate fic recs: j2 non au edition (part V)

why I chose these: J2 non au are my absolute favorite fics to read Happy endings are a requirement A fic doesn’t have to have sex to be good (but it doesn’t hurt) They have all been thoroughly vetted (aka I’ve read them all at least twice, and will definitely be reading them all again) (Also, someone sent me a message awhile ago about preferring first time fics, so I thought I’d start indicating on these recs the type of relationship the boys are in)

ENJOY!

best SHORT & SWEET

title: Would You Like Coffee With Your Crisis? rating: teen word count: 1500 relationship: first time summary: Coffee. Coffee would make everything better. OK, it wouldn’t get the person laying in his bed out of his bed and his apartment, but it might help with his head at least. While the coffee was dripping Jensen tried to decide what his next move should be. It seemed that his next move consisted only of staring at his phone laying on the kitchen counter. Not all that helpful really. He knew what he wanted to do. He wanted to call Jared. Jared had been in that group that went out last night. That much he remembered. Maybe he would know who Jensen wound up leaving with. But he wasn’t sure he wanted to hear Jared laughing at him - and boy would he laugh. But then again, Jared had become his go-to person of late and he needed advice. Badly. anna’s notes: So hilarious and so fucking adorable.

title: Tasting the Pillow With My Grin rating: teen word count: 870 relationship: newly established summary: Laundry day's kind of pain in the ass. Jared's got red socks. Red fucking socks. And no matter what, no matter where they've been spending their nights or even if they didn't spend any nights together that week- one of his fucking socks ends up in Jensen's laundry.

title: The Silence rating: explicit word count: 1800 relationship: first time summary: After confessing what he has secretly wanted for three years, he didn't expect the silence. anna’s notes: Three years after they meet, Jared finally tells Jensen that he loves him.

title: Without Words rating: explicit word count: 1200 relationship: established summary: The relationship between Jared and Jensen is a special one. They don't need words to communicate; they only need each other. No one else even comes close. As predicted, two steps past the threshold, you look up, straight into my eyes. A smile breaks out on your lips, even as you continue talking. You’re trying not to get distracted, but I know, as I pull a weird face, that you’ll fail.

title: For the Fans rating: explicit word count: 1200 relationship: established summary: Prompt: So Erik Kripke and the other writers decided to make a fan-week or something like that, with all the fans OTPs and of course there has to be wincest. In the closet Jensen/Jared, and then not in the closet anymore Jensen/Jared. 

best AMNESIA

title: Please Don’t Tell Me How the Story Ends rating: explicit word count: 21k relationship: established & first time summary: In 2009, Jensen wakes up in Vancouver with a gorgeous, naked boyfriend and no memory of the past seven years of his life. anna’s notes: THIS. IS. THE. BEST. Perfect blend of humor, angst, schmoop, and sex.

title: Never Forget rating: mature word count: 7200 relationship: established/re-established summary: In 2015 Jared is facing divorce and still pining for Jensen. He remembers the early days when they were in a passionate relationship, recalls how much he loved Jensen until the powers that be tore them apart. When Jared has an accident on set Jensen stays by his bedside and when Jared wakes up he believes it is still 2006 and that the two of them were still in a relationship. How will Jensen react? And can the two of them reconcile what they had then with what they have now?

best KINK

title: Show Me Your Teeth rating: explicit word count: 2000 relationship: established summary: Jensen has a thing about Jared's teeth: how they look, how they feel, and especially how Jared uses them to mark him up. anna’s notes: I don’t know why I love this so goddamn much, but I do. So you should go read it right now and then we can love it together.

title: Pink (Is Not Just a Color for Girls) rating: explicit word count: 6100 relationship: established summary: Jared buys a pair of pink panties. Jensen likes them a lot.

title: Perspiration rating: explicit word count: 2300 relationship: first time summary: It's not weird that Jensen's noticed how much Jared sweats. You'd have to be crazy not to notice it. Okay?

best WHAT HAPPENS IN VEGAS

title: Trying to Get to You rating: explicit word count: 3300 relationship: first time summary: One night in Vegas changes everything. excerpt: Jensen knocks his forehead against the bar top and moans. “How could I have just left like that? Jared must think that I don’t want him. How could I let him think that?” “Did you ever say that you didn’t want him?” Steve asks. Jensen looks up at him with one eye and watches him take another shot of Patron. “Well, no. But running out of the room and getting on a plane to Vegas right after he kissed me for the first time was probably a bad sign.” The bartender refills the shot glass with a raised eyebrow and passes it over to Jensen without a word. anna’s notes: Eeeeeeeeee LOVE IT.

title: Wedded Blitz rating: explicit word count: 32k relationship: first time summary: If anyone had told Jared Padalecki that his bachelor party would start out with big red balls and end on a road trip with Keanu Reeves, he would have thought they were insane, but that’s exactly what happened, more or less, in a nutshell. Serves him right for getting freakin’-frostbitten-they-were-so-cold feet on the eve of his wedding rehearsal. He was supposed to be marrying Gen; Genevieve Cortese, that is. His fiancée. But all he could do was obsess about Jen; Jensen Ackles, that is. Best friend. Co-star. Dude. Something-that-couldn’t-possibly-be-love of his life. Except Jensen was happy, and Jensen was marrying Danneel in a few months, and Jensen wasn’t a fool like Jared was, picking now of all times to fixate on the past, to relive all those memories of them making out, in glorious detail, even if they had been drunk at the time. Or times, rather. There had been a lot of times. It just freaking figured that at some point during the three days before the wedding, between the big red balls and the Keanu Reeves Road Trip, that Jared lost Jensen. Like literally. Now suddenly the clock was ticking, he had a best friend to find, a wedding to get to and get through, and a goddamn mystery to solve in the midst of all the madness. Saying ‘I do’ should never be this complicated. Or this easy. Wedded bliss? He so did not sign up for this! anna’s notes: You’ve probably seen this floating around on other rec lists, and if you haven’t read it yet, GO DO IT NOW. I...just...holy shit, this is fucking great.

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