Category: slash

The phone numbers are fixed, but it doesn’t stop John from hovering around like a large and annoying fly.

He’s respectful of business hours, likely because he too is working. And, at least on weekdays, their closing times line up with each other. The bell will ring sometime around six-fifteen, monday through wednesday and Gale could feel John’s presence fill the studio without even having to look up. Two parts voice, one part scent; rich and wood and planty. Like a hike after a good rain. Warm. John comes in, charms Benny and Macon with easy smiles and easier humor, which means Gale can’t cold-shoulder him without criticism.

Not that he dislikes John.

Source: the heart is a muscle – Chapter 1, by Swifty_Fox – Masters of the Air (TV 2024) [Archive of Our Own]

Adult, tattoo and flowershop AU. Every fandom needs at least one of those, and this was is a great Gale POV as the tattoo artist finds himself pulled out of his shell by the neighbouring florist.

He didn’t want to be Marge, exactly, but he’d been jealous of her plenty of times before. She somehow held Buck’s attention even when she wasn’t there with him, and he marveled at her ability to do that. John wondered what it would take for him to capture Buck’s attention like that.

Maybe he could pretend, just for today, that Buck’s letter had been for him. As he considered it, the simplicity of letting Buck decide what to have for breakfast seemed appealing.

Source: Putting Words to It – Chapter 1, by Impala_Chick – Masters of the Air (TV 2024) [Archive of Our Own]

Adult, soft D/s. Bucky stumbles across a surprisingly demanding letter from Gale to Marge and decides to follow the instructions in it. Yep, my love for gentle dom!Gale and subby-but-in-character!Bucky is thriving!

There’s something that soothes John as soon as Gale’s pressed boot to thigh to arm at his side, washing over him like a cool wave. He wonders if Gale feels it too.

A quick glance throws that notion out the window. Gale’s boot taps restlessly, knees bent to half–hunch over them, only his lower back leaning against the wall of the plane. He picks at the skin of baby–soft lips, staring out to the edge of the wing with glazed over eyes, and John’s heart twists.

He can think of a hundred and one ways to distract him, but not a single word of reassurance. He’s not good at that sort of thing; that’s Gale’s area of expertise. He feels useless.

Source: Breathe Me In (Exhale Slow), by johnslittlespoon (quickcatton) – Masters of the Air (TV 2024) [Archive of Our Own]

Teen. I’m not a fan of smoking in any form, but oh, this fic is so soft, and the shotgunning really is just a first, desperate attempt from John to distract Gale. I just love how this progresses.

It’s not like the others haven’t ended up huddling in each other’s bunks for warmth on the harsher nights; winter in the stalag is brutal, and any reservations fly out the window pretty fast when you start to lose feeling in your extremities. And Gale can feel the cold down to his bones even beneath the blankets, so he thinks maybe the added warmth wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world.

“Fine,” he grumbles, jabbing an elbow back. “Get up.”

Source: I Don’t Wanna Be Alone Tonight, by johnslittlespoon (quickcatton) – Masters of the Air (TV 2024) [Archive of Our Own]

Adult, set in the Stalag. Just a lovely first time in the dark. Gale POV.

It was then that an impetuous idea came to mind, one that sparked a flame within his belly and suddenly had him viewing the golden potential of the night before him. John’s lips curled in a smirk before he downed another glass of champagne, the bubbles floating to his head alongside his newfound excitement.

He ventured across the room and quickly found a group of gentlemen near the table boasting a vast assortment of hors d’oeuvres. He made a grand show of putting his arm around Captain Brady’s shoulders while they chatted with the others in their company. John laughed loudly at the jokes and jibes aimed at various members of their friend group, and listened attentively to Ken’s stories from his travels throughout the continent, all the while keeping track of Gale’s stoic figure in the corner of his eye.

Source: Amongst the Vines, by EternallyTired17 – Masters of the Air (TV 2024) [Archive of Our Own]

Adult, mild D/s, Bridgerton AU. I have a severe weakness for bratty sub John melting for Gale, and the two fics in this ‘verse are simply delicious. Background Marge/Helen.

You don’t see stars in Norfolk, England, not like back home, the goddamned soup of the clouds hiding them away like it hides targets and flack and goddamned lurking messerschmitts, but it’s not so bad from the ground. He can’t mind too much, sitting in the bed of a truck with Bucky, trying to squint through it and pick them out, the not quite familiar shape of them.

It’s nothing like taking Marge out stargazing in high school, this is all elbows and ribbing instead of hand holding, but it’s also exactly the same. It’s not like he can’t tell Bucky isn’t looking at the stars just the same as she never really did, even if neither one of them is going to do anything about it.

Source: Patterns and Constraints, by ninhursag – Masters of the Air (TV 2024) [Archive of Our Own]

Mature. Lovely Gale POV as he decides to do something about it. Background Gale/Marge. Locked for AO3 users.

“That is an invasion of privacy and you know it.” Gale tensed his jaw, looking away from John as he got angrier. John felt his cock swell watching him, something in the way he held himself, the set of his shoulders, the clear anger in his eyes.

What the fuck was wrong with him?
John didn’t know if it was the alcohol, how wound tight he was or something innately wrong with him.

“What are you gonna do about it?”

Source: Cupio, by Razor_to_the_rosary – Masters of the Air (TV 2024) [Archive of Our Own]

Adult. John is desperate, Gale snaps. Hotness and feelings ensue. I have a definite thing for top!Gale and subby!John, and this fic delivers deliciously. (Locked for AO3 users.)