This is surprisingly perfect. It shouldn’t fit, but it totally does.
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Author: shirasade
And Never Sought the Wiser to Touch the Ground Again, by coalitiongirl
“You’re the slayer,” he realized. “Betty…Bunny…Cordy’s friend. Aren’t you in Sunnydale?”
“Buffy,” she corrected. “And yeah, I would be, but Cordelia called me the other day to tell me that her boss Angel, the famed vampire with a soul, has completely lost his mind.” She kicked high, nicking him in the chin and sending him tumbling to the ground, flat on his back.
PG, AU. What if Buffy and Angel had only met after they’d both done some growing up? This, absolutely. I love that it avoids the usual pitfalls of this pairing while still ringing completely true for both characters.
And Never Sought the Wiser to Touch the Ground Again, by coalitiongirl
Five Ways Buffy and Angel Never Meet And Never Have To Say I Love You, by LAndrews
“Angel,” she says.
He knows his line. He whispers, “Buffy.”
Adult, AU, post-NFA. These are mostly very angsty, but also beautiful in their darkness, two souls finding each other, even if they’re not meant to stay together.
Five Ways Buffy and Angel Never Meet And Never Have To Say I Love You, by LAndrews
First and Last of Your Kind, by verbaepulchellae
She needs to feel real and alive after all that death and for a moment she’s at a loss of how to get that, how to feel that when she can’t turn to Finn and Raven is buried in engineering and forty-seven of her friends could be dying in Mount Weather.
But then she thinks of Bellamy’s fingers under hers.
Adult, missing scene. Clarke needs something real – Bellamy gives it to her. I love how comfort-seeking, life-affirming smut turns into something lovely and deep, without messing up canon.
Faking It, by winterwaters
The footsteps rounded the corner.
“We might need crazy right about now,” he said urgently.
She pushed him against the wall, hard. He had only a moment to register his surprise before her arms wound around his neck and her mouth touched his.
Teen, fluff. I have a soft spot for pretend!relationship fics, and this one’s just really sweet.
Cherry Blossoms on the Battle Field, by forgettingthedetails
Lust was normal, it was okay to lust after another man, but love them? You never heard of anything like that. Your talks between you and the other young men you were raised with discussed how to use oil so slick them up but never how to tell them to leave the war because it is too dangerous and you just don’t know how you would continue to live knowing they’re dead.
Mature. Poor confused Li Shang… This is short but lovely in its bittersweetness.
Cherry Blossoms on the Battle Field, by forgettingthedetails
Are You A Stranger Without Even A Name, by Sidara
“Designate it the Winter Soldier.” Karpov stepped back, satisfaction filling his face. “Prep the first memory shock pattern and—”
“Wipe him.”
Adult, angst. This fic ate my heart and spit it out. Oh, Bucky! I don’t think I’ve ever read such a gut-wrenching description of how the Asset was created. This was written pre-Civil War, and canon was actually kinder to him, something to which I clung while descending into the darkness…
Vid: 6 Minutes of Salt, by saara-a-v
I watched a couple of eps of this show and wasn’t particularly hooked. However, there’s something about Alec and his unimpressed face… Music: Walking On Sunshine (instrumental), by Katrina and the Waves.
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Nightingale, by Saucery
Marcus – didn’t step back. His courage, really, ought to have been lauded; as it was, it was a mere unremarked-on necessity. His contract specified that he not engage in communication with the client, but it also stipulated that were a response commanded, he would, if the environment were secure enough, be compelled to obey.
Esca knew that, of course. The brat knew everything. “Come here, Marcus.”
Mature, AU. Esca is a dancer, Marcus his bodyguard. It goes about as well as expected. Intense!
ETA: Sadly the fic has been deleted.
Cherish the Day, by tvashti
Frank was surprised by how quickly he became used to the cards.
Gen, post-movie. As much as I’d like them to have a romantic happy ending, this story of how Frank and Rachel remain friends is lovely – and happy, too.