Once in a while, though, Lee allows himself the luxury of contemplation. When not distracted by her actual, dominating presence, he lets himself consider the possibility of a future. With her.
She would laugh at him, and for the most part, he laughs at himself, because the future stretches ahead of them, open and endless.
Teen, canon divergent. This is how I naively hoped their relationship might play out after the mini. *g*
She wasn’t going to change him. He promised himself that.
Mature, Carolyn lives!AU. I love these two, and this is a great Riddick POV.
“To be a Lead’s Support is a substantial responsibility,“ Natasha says. “You must be Agent Rogers’ personal assistant, bodyguard, chef, maid, best friend, boyfriend, and whatever else he wishes you to be.”
Adult, AU, BDSM. Bucky definitely didn’t expect his new job with SHIELD to include doing sex things with Captain America… also some (delicious) aro!Natasha action.
“I guess one of us is messed up,” he said, “and it’s part of our hallucination that the other is, too.” He paused. “Seems appropriately hellish that my mind sticks me with you.”
She pursed her lips. “Likewise.”
Adult, Groundhog Day!AU. Early season 1!Clarke & Bellamy are stuck together. At first it goes about as well as expected – and then it goes about as well as (the shipper heart) expected… including sexytimes! 🙂
When a rustle pulls him awake, it’s full dark. The last candle winked out some time before, and the only light remaining is a thin silver glow from the window. Bellamy blinks as his eyes adjust, taking in the wooden slats of the ceiling, then the quiet room. Beyond the door, he can hear men and women moving and whispering, but the sounds are muted: a hush of a prayer, a soft whimper of pain. He turns his head, expecting to see Clarke asleep beside him in the darkness.
She’s not.
She is awake too, and she’s watching him.
Adult, post-season 3 finale. This is only the first chapter of what the author calls a “smut series”, but it stands wonderfully on its own – and the smut has a whole lot of feels to it, which is my favourite kind.
“Imagine the rites back in the day. The drinking and the feasting. The bonfires and dancing. And of course the orgies.”
My mouth fell open, because Martinez had just mentioned orgies. He turned and grinned at me just as we hit the kitchen, where he took ruthless advantage of my shock to grab my arm, swing me through the doorway, shut the door with my ass, and shove his tongue down my throat.
Adult, post-rescue. Orgy. The best birthday present Mark Watney ever received. 🙂
When Gomez and Morticia meet for the first time she is nineteen and he is twenty-six; she has just returned home from finishing school in Romania, and he has come to the Frump house for a family lunch with his fiancée, her older sister.
Teen, back story. Gomez & Morticia are possibly the best married couple to ever grace the screen, and this tale of how they met is simply perfect!
“That’s Frances Houseman,” the girls in her dormitory whispered. “She has that older boyfriend who lives down in Springfield and teaches dancing! He comes to get her on the weekends wearing that leather jacket. She knows things. Things about the real world.”
Post-movie. Dirty Dancing is one of my all-time favourite movies, it just never gets old – and I’ve decided that this story is how it continues. *nods*
She remembered dying: being cradled in William’s arms while Eric had tried to find something, anything that would save her. She wondered if together they would manage the thing.
Teen, post-movie. I find the movie only so-so, but I like the way it handles its (apparently obligatory) love triangle, i.e. in a way that makes it easy for me to imagine an OT3. This story is pretty much my headcanon now.
AU. Civil War spoilers. Ugh, this one goes right in the feels, and I’m saying this as someone who usually ships Bucky/Natasha only in the comics. Not the greatest fan of the song choice, but it’s just so well done. Music: When We Were Young, by Madilyn Bailey (cover).
