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never ever ever (back together), by  susiecarter

never ever ever (back together), by  susiecarter

Ten years ago, Nate and Jake were something to each other. Maybe. But it didn’t end well and they’re done with it, and it’s not like it matters now. They’re not even friends anymore, and they definitely aren’t getting back together.

Definitely.

Adult. Oh wow, this fic is EVERYTHING I needed and wanted after watching the movie. I still can’t believe there isn’t more of this pairing out there, but now I have this, 10k of beautiful development, totally in character.

A Wife—at daybreak I shall be, by middlemarch

A Wife—at daybreak I shall be, by middlemarch

Anne had always thought she was good friends with the sun. She had not expected the strong urge to burrow beneath the covers when she’d opened her eyes and found the light filling the room, cheerful, brilliant, unequivocal day, the first full day of being Anne Blythe that she had longed for these past years. Why did the rumpled bed, the pale shadows made by the linens, the real darkness promised by the underside of the down pillows, all beckon so?

Mature, post-wedding. This is such a lovely slice of Anne’s first morning as a wife, contemplating all that’s happened the night before…

Play the Game Like You Have Nothing to Lose, by dreamlittleyo

Play the Game Like You Have Nothing to Lose, by dreamlittleyo

In which Danny doesn’t win Tess back, and Rusty suggests they find a new job to take his mind off things.

Adult, canon-divergence. This is a perfect friends-to-lovers fic, as Danny finds more than just a con to help him get over Tess…

wind me up tight, convertible nights with you, by atlantisairlock

wind me up tight, convertible nights with you, by atlantisairlock

Debbie and Lou, from the perspective of the other six.

They figure it out, eventually.

Teen, outside POV. One of my favourite tropes is the outsider POV – and this has ALL of them.

Burning Bright Right Till the End, by Mia_Zeklos

Burning Bright Right Till the End, by Mia_Zeklos

It was exactly like Jace had imagined it. The parabatai bond was the most intimate and yet the most unobtrusive thing he’d ever felt. It pulsed under his skin like a second heart; like his soul had moved a little to the side to make place for Alec’s and it was fascinating in ways Jace had never thought of.

Teen, Jace POV. This is gorgeous, going from Jace’s arrival at the Institute to the end of season 1.

we were beautiful, by orphan_account

we were beautiful, by orphan_account

It had all come together tonight. They had fought in perfect, perfect unison, Jace always exactly where Alec needed him to be, Alec always exactly where Jace needed him to be. They had both slipped into a wild uninterruptible series of perfect hits, each at his absolute fastest and strongest, and Alec had felt the fight become an art form. A dance, Alec and Jace the centerpieces, the demons the counterpoint, slain. All the more thrilling for its being a secret. They weren’t on a mission; it was just them and their recklessness, in a fresh new city with fresh new weapons just waiting to be broken in.

Teen, pre-canon. A perfect fight leaves two parabatai tired – and sharing a bed… This is lovely.

small hours, by flowermasters

small hours, by flowermasters

“Sorry it’s small,” Mun tells her, depositing his small travel bag on the floor by the front door. Sun keeps hold of her own; she does not leave bags by the door, but this is not her apartment. Though her name is cleared, her apartment is no longer hers, and she hasn’t allowed herself to begin thinking of how, or if, she will find a new one. “And—not very clean.”

She simply looks at him for a moment. “I’ve been to prison,” she says finally. “It was smaller and dirtier.”

He grins, unfailingly charmed. She is not used to being so funny. “That’s right,” he says, reaching out and taking her bag from her, placing it next to his own. “I keep forgetting that you’re a hardened criminal, Ms. Bak. And a professional actor, and a gangster, and a DJ, too.”

Adult, mild D/s, spoilers for the finale. Set before the wedding, this is absolutely perfect, as well as seriously hot.

Short Circuit, by Chiyume

Short Circuit, by Chiyume

The moment Steve’s fingers wrap around the metal, Bucky lets out a gasp as if he’s just been punched in the gut, and drops back down onto one knee with a sway that threatens to make him topple over. However, when Steve moves to help, Bucky flinches, shaking Steve’s hand off with a startled yelp. 

“Don’t touch me!” he growls.

Adult. This should be crack but instead it’s both full of feels and seriously sexy.