This was completely absurd, but somehow, this was his life now. Giving dancing lessons to the savior of the fucking world at a party being thrown in their honor, with what felt like half of Hong Kong in attendance.
Excellent and hot-as-burning Chuck POV post-movie.
Brian stayed sprawled flat, his eyes mostly closed. His whole body felt heavy, satisfied all the way through. He managed to get enough of a hold on his brain to slide his hand down the guy’s arm, check his pulse—hard and steady but not hectic, his skin still warm, no sign he’d just donated what felt like at least a liter of blood zipping around Brian’s veins.
“What the fuck did I just do,” the werewolf said blankly.
Source: Lifeline, by astolat – Fast & Furious (Movies) [Archive of Our Own]
Oh wow, what a ride! Love this take on vampires and werewolves and how they fit into this world.
Letty went out to the garage, sneaking up toward the door, not totally sure why she felt the need to sneak, but doing it anyway. The door was open only a sliver; she couldn’t see anything at all, just the light from the bare bulb overhead, a section of the wall with the trophies. Then she saw the back of Dom’s head, but it was…weird. Like he was doing something physical. Not just standing there talking.
Kissing. That’s how his head and neck moved, like he was kissing someone. When he shifted she could see Brian on the other side, his hands on Dom’s chest. And Dom was kissing him and laughing.
Source: Torque, by gwyneth rhys (gwyneth) – Fast and the Furious (2001) [Archive of Our Own]
I’m a sucker for outside POV, but this is more of a Letty fic, and I love it!
We take lovers into our souls like we take water into our throats, Jack thought, we drink in their kisses and breathe their breath. We fall in love and we’re unmade. “Have a little faith,” David said.
This takes canon (why oh why did they make them antagonists?!?) and fixes it in the most stunning way. I adore this Jack and the way he finds himself again.
“Uhura said you did it for her,” Jim points out.
“That was a different situation. I was in complete control of what I was doing.” When Jim raises an eyebrow—somehow, he’ll make Spock lose control?—Spock repeats tightly, “I could not guarantee my actions.”
After “Into Darkness” Jim has trouble sleeping – Uhura thinks that Spock can help. I love how this can’t be any other version of Kirk and Spock than the Kelvin timeline – and it gets hot as burning.
He tries not to think about the tiny apartment around him and how it might become his home instead. It’s much too cold, the air too thick, the amenities painfully behind what he’s used to. But at least he’ll have Jim, so it will be bearable.
Spock in a touching missing scene from “The City on the Edge of Forever”.
Later he would try to remember exactly what happened that afternoon, after he promised Qui-Gon absolute forgiveness. He should have memorized every detail about that moment, because it was the passage of one life into another, a banquet after long fasting, the satiation of a hunger he had not recognized, before.
Source: Minute – Chapter 1, by LuvEwan – Star Wars – All Media Types [Archive of Our Own]
This fic straddles the uncomfortable line that’s unavoidable in a realistic depiction of a relationship between teacher and student, yet it somehow manages to be incredibly readable and touching.
Qui-Gon is not worried for him exactly—Obi-Wan has been ready for a long time, at least two years before the Naboo mission—but he cannot shake the idea that Obi-Wan should be with him.
He has lost so much, even in surviving. The medics on Naboo have taken his heart and the Council have taken his Padawan.
Source: A Second Heart, by LuvEwan – Star Wars – All Media Types [Archive of Our Own]
A lovely post-TPM what-if, in which Qui-Gon survives but feels changed…
This vid is simply stunning! Honestly, say what you will about TMP, but it sure has some nice visuals – and here they’re anchored in the eternal love story that is Kirk & Spock…
This is another incredible blend of TOS and AOS – and that Melissa Etheridge song is so very fitting…
