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).
Gloriously random surfer!AU, this is just a whole lot of fun for our usually so angst-ridden couple. Music by The White Stripes.
But her mother’s arm brushed her shoulder, and she wasn’t allowed to refuse.
“Bellamy,” she told them. “I’d like to marry Bellamy.”
Adult, AU. In which Clarke has to marry Bellamy for an alliance. I love how things are different yet the same, right down to the complicated politics.
Surprises aren’t often good, in Wonderland. But maybe they are here. This surprise is top notch, an unasked for feather in the jauntiest of caps, a Cheshire cat presented with unexpected cream. This is Alice, clean and warm and in his arms, neither of them in mortal peril or freshly tortured or bleeding. Heaven beyond reckoning.
Adult, two part series. Hatter and Alice after the mini-series. I’m totally in love with this Hatter, and their first time is absolutely wonderfully perfect in all its funny imperfection.
This is something he was never meant to come across, he thinks. Except he can’t tear his eyes away, no matter how much he tries.
Adult, voyeurism. Danny stumbles across something in the locker rooms…
Steve Rogers, fandom bicycle. I can totally get behind that (heh!). Music: Gold Trans AM, by Ke$ha.
Ryan never knows when he’s going to hear it, whether Spencer is going to give someone the word right away or wait almost the full week before handing it out. He doesn’t know how many people will get it, or who they’ll be, or where they’ll use it.
All Ryan knows is that when someone says the word, he drops to his knees and obeys.
Adult, RPF, so many pairings. I’m not hugely into kink, but I just love the relationship dynamics at play here, especially between Ryan and Spencer, who doms Ryan because his best friend needs it.
Sex Scenes Your New Boyfriend’s Too Vanilla To Read About, by jedusaur
He’s been gone seven months when her skin comes back to life. Touch had been hollow, without him, but she’d still cried until she realised the sun’s rays had felt like kisses, and a hot shower stung with bliss. This wasn’t a tragedy. It was a reset. A do-over. A chance to get it right.
Adult, post-X3. A delicious first time that’d been a long time coming…
…she goes to the graveyard often. Frequently angry, seething frustrated jealousy coiling beneath the light faint tic in her jaw. Rarely sad and acknowledging. She goes and she keeps company with the one sword while in their bedroom, Tristan perches on the windowsill and watches Arthur unwrap the other and quietly smooth a few tears down its shining blade.
If Tristan is careful, the corner of his eye will catch a flicker in the great mirror that hangs behind Arthur. He rubs his fingers together, remembering the warmed honey-thick air that clung to Arthur, and he drops his head.
Mature, post-canon, ghosts. This is a hauntingly beautiful look at Tristan’s afterlife, painfully isolated but unable to let go… until he forms an unexpected connection. Loved it, incredibly poetic and touching.
