This is Shirasade‘s fic and vid recs collection, starting 2015. (Unfortunately my recs from 2005 onwards were hosted on Delicious and went bust with the site, although I was able to import an old bookmarks list from 2010 into Tagpacker.) Because I moved from Delicous to Tumblr and now WordPress, the older posts don’t look quite so pretty.
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Minho had a problem.
Actually, he had more than one.
The first was Thomas and Newt.
They’d spent over six months without him. That time spent traversing the Scorch, trying to find him, had clearly made them close.
Minho had been Newt’s best friend, once upon a time, and that night he’d spent with Thomas in the Maze had formed a bond between the two of them that couldn’t ever be broken. He loved both those shanks dearly. And he completely understood how and why they’d ended up closer to each other than they currently were with him.
Source: Running It By You, by astralpenguin – The Maze Runner (Movies) [Archive of Our Own]
Short, sweet and funny. I love Minho so much!
Thomas refuses to think about Newt at all, about the way his breathy groans had filled the room, about how messy his half bun came undone, about how eagerly his fingers had opened Gally’s belt. No, no, no. He really doesn’t want to think about his friend, Newt, having sex. With Gally of all people. No. He briefly wonders if hooking up with people you dislike is another one of Newt’s holy but proudly broken rules? Because obviously, Newt dislikes Gally? He must. Dislike him, right? Damn Newt and his damn rules. And now with not catching Newt in the Map Room, he can’t even tease him about breaking some rules himself. And Thomas would rather face a Griever than admit to Newt to what he had seen. Newt rubbing up against Gally, Newt getting hoisted on the table. No. He won’t think about it. He will play it cool. He will give Gally the cold shoulder, Newt probably too, for good measure. He will catch Newt in the map room a different day.
Thomas witnesses something surprising… and is incredibly clueless how he feels about it, and about Newt. 😉 Lovely fic, even if the epilogue is a bit weaker. I especially like the moments with the other boys in the Glade in the first chapter.
“It’s fine isn’t the same as liking it,” Pharm says, his voice a soft murmur in Dean’s ear.
“I don’t mind,” Dean says, a little petulantly, though he does mean it. Sure, it’s not his favourite thing, but it’s not like it hurts…and if Pharm likes to do it, then it’s good. It’s fine. He grabs the fabric of Pharm’s t-shirt, frustrated that there’s cotton under his fingertips when he wants to make Pharm feel how much he loves him. He opens his mouth to explain, but Pharm speaks before he can get the words out.
“I know you don’t, my lovely Dean, my Dean who loves me so much,” He strokes a hand down Dean’s spine and presses kisses into Dean’s neck. “You would endure anything for me.”
Pharm needs to know what Dean likes.
Maybe, if he was very lucky and very polite, he’d be able to catch Edwin’s face with his other hand, tilt it and then, maybe, just maybe, Edwin would let him steal a kiss.
Charles had managed to get as far as the museum.
Literally.
They’d only been at the Victoria and Albert for about half an hour when Edwin had thrown him a smirk, clenched his fingers so Charles couldn’t slip free — not that he’d ever want to — and dragged him through a wall and into a closed and roped off section.
Charles had barely had the chance to form the word ‘ what-’ when he’d found Edwin’s lips pressed hungrily against his.
It had all been a bit of a blur after that if Charles is being honest.
Source: Awakening, by sixbynine – Dead Boy Detectives (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
As the author says: Shameless smut, no plot, some feels.
Mary Margaret isn’t a nun. She knows how long it takes to get to great sex, and it isn’t ten minutes of heated kissing followed by her rubbing her bare back against the floor as David’s thumb presses her clit and makes her purr like—seriously—an expensive foreign car. Sex this good should take months of work, figuring out their good spots from their bad and what they want and how to get it.
Source: cinder over everything, by magneticwave – Once Upon a Time (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
Mary Margaret and David, thus technically cheating – but really, who can blame them? Delicious!
Charles sinks down a little lower in his chair and lets his knees fall open.
“What are you doing?” Edwin says, but he isn’t asking. Not really.
“I miss it,” Charles says. “Bet you do too, eh?”
“Charles.” Edwin sounds uncertain. “Are you…?”
There’s a moment of breath-held silence, wound tight as anything, and then Charles says, quietly, “Tell me—tell me to stop.”
Source: Tired of Picturing Love, by dear_monday – Dead Boy Detectives (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
The tension here is just… *chef’s kiss* Pre-canon, hence technically pre-slash, insofar as the boys don’t touch each other. Which just hurts.
“A deal. You pretend to be my boyfriend for a few weeks, show up at my house, escort me to social functions and such. Your overall person, manner and opinions should be enough to truly scandalise my parents. You will only need to be yourself, only less… charming.”
Charles gave him a bright grin. “You think I’m charming?”
Edwin ignored him. “And I will act all smitten with you. When they offer you the money to break up with me – and rest assured, throwing money at problems is their only way of handling anything – you will take it. I shall be horribly heartbroken to make them feel guilty and any subsequent romantic partner who is a bit more… mellow than you will be quite welcome.”
Charles stared at him, unsure of how he could’ve ever thought of Edwin Payne as innocent. “Damn… you are a conniving little bastard, aren’t you?”
Source: Love For Hire – Chapter 1, by lucrow – Dead Boy Detectives (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
This is the non-ghost fake dating AU I didn’t know I needed in my life. It sucked me right in, and I enjoyed every moment of the ride. Edwin as a ballet dancer is just too perfect for words!
Charles has never met a magical object he didn’t want to use. He might have gotten cursed a couple times over the years, but he also found some great stuff that way, and it keeps his afterlife exciting, you know? So when he and Edwin find something called “Desire’s Pince-Nez”, spelled glasses that make you see someone’s desires if you look into their eyes, Charles doesn’t really think twice before trying them on.
I have a decided fondness for soft D/s, and this is a gorgeous “Charles buys a clue” story…
“Charles, I don’t need—”
“Mate, it’s alright,” Charles says. “Just drink.”
And maybe he should be worried that he’s being too pushy. Maybe he should be worried about the part of him that’s not thinking of Edwin, the part of him that wants this so much, wants the delicious sting of Edwin’s fangs and the firm, secure grip of his hands, which is just so bloody awkward when Edwin clearly doesn’t want that, when he has never loved the fact that he needs blood to survive and has never found it sexy the way some other vampires do, but—
But then Edwin is sinking his teeth into Charles’ neck and Charles is too busy trying not to melt into a puddle to worry about much of anything.
Vampire!Edwin and immortal!Charles… This works incredibly well!
“It isn’t just that,” Edwin gently interrupts. He looks thoughtful. “I know I’ve always been quite resistant to the idea of changing my clothing. I think when I escaped from Hell I wanted familiarity. To go back to something I knew. And it is a little bit morbid that the most familiar outfit I could think of was the uniform of the school I’d died in. But it felt… safe. Predictable.”
“And now…”
“And now I feel like it is time for me to… well, to at least think about exploring new avenues.”
He looks a little nervous but even more determined, and bloody hell, Charles will never stop being impressed by Edwin’s endless wells of courage.
Source: skirts maketh man – Chapter 1, by shadowquill17 – Dead Boy Detectives (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
In which Edwin starts to experiment with clothes, and Charles maybe, just maybe is a little bit obsessed. I adore clueless!Charles, and this is funny and sweet and hot all at once.
