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Fandom: HOCKEY RPF Pairing: Patrick Kane/Jonathan Toews Length: 15,543 words Author on LJ: ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif) herwhereaboutsAuthor Website: Author page on AO3Why this must be read:The "woke up married in Vegas" plot never gets old, and this take is so enoyable. Great Tazer voice/POV--and Kaner is both douchey and in need of a big hug, which is perfect. When the Morning After Lasts Forever | | |
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Fandom: BANDOM (MCR, the Used, Panic! At The Disco, Cobra Starship, The Academy Is..., and others) Characters: many Length: ~7k over 5 stories Author on LJ: dear_mondayAuthor Website: dear_monday on AO3Why this must be read: This is a fusion with Neil Gaiman's American Gods, and even thought it seems like a weird combination, it works so perfectly it hurts. dear_monday is one of my favorite writers and this is a perfect example of why: characterizations sharp enough to cut, and beautiful prose that leaves you gasping on the floor. She doesn't pull her punches, and you can taste grit and sweat and blood woven into every word.
With a surge of new strength, he slams Bert against the floor, straddling his hips to hold him down and digging his fingers into the soft spot behind his collar bone. Bert writhes and spits and glows, because this is why they do this, this is what Frank needs; the fierce euphoria and the bloody joy of hell-raising.
Bert catches Frank's answering nasty grin between his teeth and tucks it away to remind himself that as long as they've got this, they've got a chance.
As Simple As Faith series - also podficced by dapatty | | |
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Vidder: mklutz Music: "Only Wanna Dance with You" by Ke$ha Length: 2:23 Vidder on LJ: mklutzVidder's Website: FanvidsWhy this must be viewed:This vid clearly illustrates many of the reasons to love the exciting sport of hockey and this pairing in particular. It's a highlight reel of wonderful Kane/Toews moments, and really shows what a couple of talented dorks these two dudes are. A viewer can see how much they love playing hockey--they are so joyful in victory. Much love to mklutz for making this--it was a gift for thehoyden, but we all benefit. Dance with You (Vid post on LJ) Dance with You (Vid post on AO3) Dance with You (on Tumblr) | | |
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Fandom: HOCKEY RPF Pairing: Patrick Kane/Tyler Seguin Length: 5553 words Author on LJ: lakeeffectgirlAuthor Website: Author page on AO3Why this must be read:Sometimes you don't want to read an epic romance or a an emotionally heavy relationship drama, but you do want to like the characters. If that's your cuppa, you'll like this lockout story in which two temporary team mates get to know each other in that way. trouble when you walked in | | |
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Vidder: salvamisandwich (rocketlatte) Music: "When Can I See You Again" by Owl City Length: 3:36 Vidder on LJ: salvamisandwichVidder's Website: Video Tag on LJ/ Author page on AO3Why this must be viewed:I had to share this a Lockout Feels vid (the fans and players got cheated out of half the season last year by NHL and the owners), because it's also a loving salute to Hockey, the players, and the teams on and off the ice. It's a feel good vid now that we have hockey back, and even if you don't know who these guys are, you can understand why we love these dudes so much just because of their shenanigans and skills. I Gotta Know (Vid post on AO3) I Gotta Know (Vid post on LJ) | | |
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I've had a blast driving the van for Justified, and this will be my last rec. I've mentioned some other places you can find Justified fic and recs in the comments on this post, so check it out if you're not sure where to go after you get off the van. I'm also willing to put together a recs list of my own with other great Justified stories as I find them, if anyone's interested. Otherwise- so long, it's been great! Fandom: JUSTIFIED Characters: Boyd Crowder Length: 311 words Author on LJ: halfshellvenusAuthor Website: N/A Why this must be read: It's a brand, spanking new Justified fic- short, but very good. It takes us into Boyd's head at the end of the first episode. It captures him amazingly, and though Raylan technically doesn't appear he is very present- or, at least, Boyd's probably somewhat skewed vision of him is. I want to finish with this fic because a) it's just out, and supporting new fic in this smallish fandom is very important, and b) it's sweet, warm and very hopeful. Tin Star Salvation | | |
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Fandom: WELCOME TO NIGHT VALE Pairing: Cecil/Carlos Length: 4,981 words Author on LJ: unknown Author Website: badfic.net; on Tumblr; works on AO3Warnings: Profanity, police brutality, third eye, angst Why this must be read:Here’s another fic inspired by a Tumblr comment (the original post appears to have disappeared): “i wish the night vale fandom were less overwhelmingly trusting of carlos [...] what if carlos isn’t who he says he is.”
Just after sunset, he gets a text from Carlos: Where are you? Do we have milk?
Cecil smiles as he reads it, feeling warmth that has nothing to do with the setting sun.
Secret journalist business, he replies. And no.
A moment later, he gets a, K. Be careful. Then an emoji of an eggplant.
It’s what they send each other, instead of hearts and I love yous. Because they are, ostensibly, thirty-something adult men and not, in fact, teenagers.
Cecil is living with Carlos and deliriously happy. Then his latest investigation takes a bad turn, a terrible secret about Night Vale and Desert Bluffs is revealed, and he finds himself grappling with betrayal, heartache, and the possibility of forgiveness.
“I love Night Vale,” Carlos says. “I love you. And I hate myself for— for ruining it.”
The stars are always there, Cecil thinks. Even when it looks like they aren’t. Past the clouds, past the light pollution and the smog. So few in comparison to the void but so, so many, when looked at with darkness and with distance.
“You should’ve told me earlier,” he says.
“I know. I was… I was scared. I had myself convinced it didn’t matter. So many secrets in Night Vale, so what’s one more and—“ He stops, and Cecil hears the sound of a fist against the wheel. “And I’m an idiot.”
“Mostly void, partially stars” on AO3; link to podfic in notes | | |
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Fandom: WELCOME TO NIGHT VALE Pairing: Cecil/Carlos Length: 2,218 words Author on LJ: samgrassAuthor Website: on Dreamwidth; harkeling on Tumblr; works on AO3Warnings: Guro, mildly altered mental states, accidental stimulation, body horror, implications of parasites, new and exciting orifices, bodily fluids Notes: mild spoiler for “The Phone Call” (ep. 16) Why this must be read:It’s an ordinary Night Vale morning: the sun is shining, the invisible clock tower is chiming, Cecil has made coffee, and WHAT THE HELL IS THAT ON HIS NECK?!?
( Improbable biology is Carlos' forte, he likes it, or at least used to like it before it was everywhere, in the food and beer and pillowcases here in Night Vale, and Cecil -- flushed, disheveled, highly complimentary Cecil -- seems to be liking it too. )
One way or another (or possibly both), this fic will make you squirm. “quite unbelievably, i want someone to be sweet to me” on AO3 | | |
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Fandom: WELCOME TO NIGHT VALE Pairing: Cecil/Carlos Length: 1,489 words Author on LJ: unknown Author Website: works on AO3Notes: Set between “One Year Later” (ep. 25) and “Cassette” (ep. 33) Why this must be read:The author’s summary: “Cecil sneezes. Carlos fails to respond appropriately. Though, in his defense, it's not everyday you catch a glimpse beyond your boyfriend's human form.” Eldritch!Cecil is a popular trope in Night Vale fanfic. Sometimes he tells Carlos; other times, Carlos finds out by accident. This is a particularly charming example of the second type.
This, Carlos thinks, is what the inscrutable Other looks like when it pouts.
"I, uh . . ." Carlos is stalling, mind racing. Does he know what he is? Cecil watches him with wounded, hopeful eyes, and Carlos dismisses the question as meaningless. Of course Cecil doesn't know. Of course he doesn't not know. The clocks aren't real, but they still keep time.
Carlos clears his throat.
"I'm sorry. I . . . don't know what happened." True enough. Carlos hasn't known what's happening in a long time. It's strangely liberating.
Cecil smiles. The not-quite-visible something retreats. His eyes shift back to human.
"Well, as long as you feel better," he says magnanimously, and kisses Carlos on the cheek . . . which probably shouldn't be possible, given their respective positions. Carlos finds this doesn't bother him as much as it should.
“Common Courtesy” on AO3; podfic linked in notes | | |
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Fandom: The Sentinel Pairing: Jim/Blair Length: 13,000 Author on LJ: veronicaluvAuthor's Website: oooh, shinyAnd at AO3Why this must be read: Blair has been gone for a year post TSbyTS, when Jim meets up with him, supposedly by chance, at the airport. Veronica writes lovely, satisfying romantic stories. This one also features some hot Christmas loving in front of a log fire. Enjoy! Restoration | | |
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Fandom: HOCKEY RPF Pairing: Patrick Kane/Tyler Seguin Length: 7680 words Author on LJ: oflightsAuthor Website: Author page on AO3Why this must be read:This is one of my favorite stories--rare pairing and all. The guys are charmingly awkward in it. Maybe I'll Tell You Sometime | | |
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This is my last rec as crack_van driver, and now I know that the van is hanging up its wheels and retiring for good I wish I could rec a fic that holds all of due South. But then I couldn't think of one, because I suppose the whole point of fanfic is that everyone picks up different details, and that even though we keep telling the same stories with the same characters, they aren't really the same at all. There isn't just one post CoTW story to tell; there isn't just one version of RayK and Fraser; it isn't necessarily RayK and Fraser at all - shout out to the rest of the due South fleet of ships! I am sorry I haven't managed to rec a RayV story, or a Ray/Ray story, or a Fraser/Inspector Thatcher story. So I don't think I have one perfect story with everything in it to end with, and probably a story like that doesn't exist and wouldn't make any sense if it did. Every iteration is different and the fandom hasn't run out of stories yet. I'm very sad to see the end of crack_van, but the due South fandom is still here and still creating and I'm sure we'll go on reccing fic somewhere else for many years to come. Fandom moves to different places but it keeps on going. On which note, here's my rec: Fandom: due South Characters: Benton Fraser/Ray Kowalski Length: 2,640 words Author website: http://www.trickster.org/res/Author on AO3: http://archiveofourown.org/users/Resonant Why this must be read: Well. Let's be honest - because Fraser getting tied up presses ALL my buttons. Those of you who know me from Tumblr will be rolling your eyes about now, muttering "she just COULDN'T leave it alone, could she?" because this is maybe a Thing I talk about from time to time a lot. Since there is no one story that has everything great about due South in it, I'm reccing this one because it's a fandom classic and because I still don't understand why submissive!Fraser is such a fascinating thing to me. And believe me, I've thought about it A LOT. I think this fic picks up a lot of why I find the character so interesting: at first glance he's hyper masculine - tall and good looking and physically strong and capable and independent and he throws knives and has a wolf - he's a wilderness survivor and a lone wolf and all those things that scream RUGGED and MANLY. And then, there's how he behaves. He's polite, and restrained and modest and passive aggressive and he has good old-fashioned posture and he doesn't swear and he's uncomfortable with sexual attention and he doesn't flirt or drink and he dips his head and hides behind his hat and somebody else is always driving and has to take him home, and think they need to look after him when actually they probably don't, and he spends a whole episode very convincingly and respectfully in drag and at the beginning of this fic he's cooking and it's called Homemaking - do you see where I'm going with this? Fraser sometimes behaves like a big strong man and sometimes he behaves like a lady (and by that I mean, how we typically see "big strong man" and "lady" presented on screen, not necessarily how the majority of men and women actually DO behave) and all of that adds up to me finding him taking a sexually submissive role within the parameters of a relationship of equals totally fascinating. And let's not examine any more closely than that why this is a Thing I like, in case we don't like the answer. Homemaking | | |
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Fandom: HOCKEY RPF Pairing: Jordan Eberle/Taylor Hall Length: 16,764 words Author on LJ: maleykaAuthor Website: Author page on AO3Why this must be read:Always-a-Girl het fic isn't generally my trope (don't fall over in shock, flist), but I really dig this take on the Ebs-and-Hallsy show: a best friends-first, coming-of-age story. make lots of noise | | |
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Fandom: WELCOME TO NIGHT VALE Pairing: Cecil/Carlos Length: 2,220 words Author on LJ: unknown Author Website: cricketmask on Dreamwidth; pathopharmacology on Tumblr; works on AO3Warnings: canon-typical violence Notes: spoilers for “First Date” (ep. 27), possibly contradicted by “Cassette” (ep. 33) Why this must be read:Quoth the author, “I like the idea that Carlos is just as weird as Cecil, but in a slightly different way.” In this lushly descriptive story, Carlos visits the Ralph’s and (unexpectedly) the Night Vale Public Library, contemplates his adorable shapeshifting boyfriend over a meal at Big Rico’s, and demonstrates some of the traits that make him so beloved by Night Vale.
All seven feet and however many inches of the angel curve down into Carlos’ space like a flower bending towards the sun. Its eyes are wide and strange; their color is the hot, pale blue of the desert sky at midday. “Please,” the angel says. Beautiful and terrifying, painfully polite. “Can you tell me if I’m real?”
“I…” Carlos blinks, puzzled. “Sorry, what?”
“It’s all these announcements from the City Council,” the angel says. It sounds exasperated. Carlos didn’t even know angels could sound exasperated. “Josie says we shouldn’t pay them any mind, but you know how it is. People keep saying you don’t exist, and after a while you can’t help but wonder if they’re right.”
Carlos considers pointing out that the angel’s ability to even question its own reality is a pretty clear indication that it does, in fact, exist, but this is Night Vale and Night Vale laughs in the face of ontological uncertainty. With his own two eyes Carlos has observed a house that empirically doesn’t exist. He’s never seen a quantum particle, but his computer models and lab readouts reassure him of their presence. Cecil -- lovely and wonderful and strange Cecil -- is comforting and solid in every way…except in Carlos’ peripheral vision, when his edges waver as though the lack of direct observation has left him unsure of what shape he should be.
It means absolutely nothing, to see a thing in Night Vale.
Carlos shifts his basket to his other arm, closes his eyes, and reaches out a hand. When his fingers bump the angel’s chest, his right arm goes numb to the elbow. The angel smells of petrichor and old pennies, and the soft rustle of its feathers reminds Carlos of a breeze whispering through leaves. Heat radiates from it like a banked fire.
Carlos smiles. Opens his eyes and pulls back his hand, surreptitiously tries to shake the feeling back into his now-tingling fingers. He says, “You’re real.”
“a love song for schrödinger” on AO3; podfics linked in notes | | |
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Fandom: WELCOME TO NIGHT VALE Pairing: Cecil/Carlos Length: 2,052 words Author on LJ: unknown Author Website: ; works on AO3Warnings: PWP, abnormal physiology, third eye, second mouth, Oral Sex, face fucking, Dirty Talk, Begging, Consensual skull fucking? Why this must be read:This is an unusual — and filthy, wow, seriously, read the warnings — take on the Cecil-has-a-third-eye trope.
( The other mouth let out a sound that could only be called a growl, and spoke. “Don’t you dare pull out unless you’re planning to switch holes.” )
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Fandom: WELCOME TO NIGHT VALE Pairing: Cecil/Carlos Length: currently 2 chapters, combined wordcount 8,993 Author on LJ: novembersmithAuthor Website: on Tumblr; works on AO3Warnings: fluff, semi-public sex, frottage, handjobs, oral sex, embarrassment, tentacles, non-human genitalia, spermatophores Notes: spoilers for “First Date” (ep. 27), written before “Cassette” (ep. 33) Why this must be read:Yep, it’s another incomplete series, though as usual each chapter can be read on its own. These are very funny, very sexy stories in which a virginal Carlos repeatedly finds himself at a loss when dealing with Cecil. The typical anxieties that any socially awkward, sexually inexperienced person might face when dating are compounded by the peculiarities of life in Night Vale. First, there’s what Carlos finds in Cecil’s trousers in chapter one, “(nothing) could be better”:
( Carlos flailed backwards, yelping, and, then, to add insult to injury, had somehow honked the car horn in his shocked retreat. )
Even when things start going right, they still go wrong:
( “Oh my god, Mr. Baldwin, Mr. Scientist, I am so sorry.” )
The fun continues in the second chapter, “all the requisite parts,” as Carlos tries to figure out what constitutes appropriate Day After behavior and whose advice he can trust:
Colony #12 of sand spiders had finished reading through their copy of 'String Theory for Dummies,' and were waiting to hear all about his date. They had all agreed Cecil really was the most thoughtful significant other, and thought it was very kind of him not to have bitten off Carlos’s head and laid eggs in his quivering corpse.
“So romantic,” Colony #12 had vibrated encouragingly together, atonal but somehow harmonic. “Bring him meat, bind him, bind him!”
Happily, between Cecil’s patience, Carlos’s doggedness, and their mutual infatuation (“You just look so lovely, all flushed and emanating pheromones”; “Cecil, Carlos reflects, makes him feel like maybe there’s a point to poetry”), their prospects are good. tentacles in fortunate places on AO3 (link to series page; podfic version of “(nothing) could be better” linked in that chapter’s notes) | | |
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Fandom: WELCOME TO NIGHT VALE Pairing: Cecil/Carlos Length: 3,208 words Author on LJ: unknown Author Website: on Tumblr; works on AO3Warnings: “vomit, body horror, eyes and hands and mouths where they don’t belong, language, penetration, graphic sex, and general monster-Cecil far above and beyond the usual depictions of monster-Cecil. But also lots of consent and fluff” Why this must be read:“The first time Carlos saw Cecil ‘naked’, he threw up.” It’s to mister13eyond’s credit that the story credibly transitions from that moment to a successful consummation, once Carlos has had a chance to brush his teeth and gargle. It helps that Cecil, though flagrantly inhuman in his natural form, is anything but a monster.
Cecil leaned back in and kissed him, slow and heavy and hot. Carlos relaxed into the kiss, a soft sound of contentment, and realized he was overthinking things. Relax, relax, just enjoy him, just enjoy himself. Cecil’s hands slid over his body, one tracing his ribs, another skating over his hips. Carlos groaned, kissing back hard, leaning up into the hand petting through his hair as Cecil’s hand pulled him closer by cradling the back of his neck-
Wait.
Carlos counted in his head. Ribs, hips, hair, neck…
He creaked one eye open.
“Keep them closed, Carlos,” Cecil murmured against his lips. “Don’t look. Just feel.”
Carlos took a breath, squeezed his eyes shut again. “O..kay.”
Cecil kept kissing him. And then Cecil was also kissing his ears, his throat, his collarbone. And Cecil was kissing his stomach. And the small of his back. All at once.
Carlos whimpered a little at the back of his throat and Cecil froze, all of him, all mouths and hands and motions pausing, and there was a small whisper at his ear, Cecil very very softly asking “Do you want me to stop?”
Carlos kept his eyes closed, took a minute to steady himself. In its own way, all the kisses and touches were nice. Just Cecil lavishing attention on his body, right? Nothing scary or weird about a lover trying to kiss and touch as much of him as possible. “No, I’m okay.”
“Untitled Smut” on AO3 and on Tumblr | | |
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For my final Fringe rec this month I bring you a fic in the spirit of one of the upcoming holidays. Fandoms: FRINGE Characters/Pairings: Astrid Farnsworth, Walter Bishop, Peter Bishop, Olivia Dunham Length: 2047 words Author on LJ: wasabi_girl1Author Website: on Ao3Why this must be read:This is a holiday fic that manages to be just a nice level of sweet without becoming too fluffly, mostly because the holiday theme and cheer is offset by a background tension between Peter/Olivia from mid-S3 events. It has touching moments between Astrid and Walter, Walter and Peter and also the not often seen interaction of Astrid and Olivia that lend a roundness to this, making it feel like a true teamfic even though it isn't case related in this instance as you'd usually expect teamfic to be. Snowblind | | |
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Fandom: WELCOME TO NIGHT VALE Pairing: Cecil/Carlos Length: 2,369 words Author on LJ: margo_kimAuthor Website: on Tumblr; works on AO3Warnings: poor communication skills, embarrassment Notes: spoilers for “First Date” (ep. 27) Why this must be read: There are reasons for awkward!Carlos fanon, and the biggest one is Cecil’s account of their first date. In this story, which follows the scientist into his lab after he bids Cecil good night, Carlos would be the first to admit that he is anything but suave. Luckily, he has his Secret Police observer to talk him down. “You’re being too hard on yourself,” she says. In the background, something wails like the voices from the pit and falls silent. “It’s like Arthur Powers told you on October 25, 2001. You think too much about how much people like you when you should just accept that they all like you.”
“Don’t read my list of compliments,” Carlos says.
“If you didn’t want your local secret police to read every nice thing someone has ever said to you, then why would you write them down?” She sounds honestly baffled. It’s why Carlos just sighs and lets it go.
“So the date went well?” he asks.
“The date went well. Cecil is hugging a pillow on his bed just saying your name over and over again as we speak. He hasn’t even taken off his tunic and furry pants yet, and everyone knows that’s the quickest way to get them wrinkled and matted.”
“About those,” Carlos says. Was I—” He tries to figure out a way to ask if his outfit looked nice without sounding like a teenager. “Is that the standard date wear?”
“No,” the nameless deputy says dryly. “That’s just Cecil.” “What We’ve Got Here ” on AO3; podfic linked in notes | | |
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Fandom: WELCOME TO NIGHT VALE Pairing: Cecil/Carlos Length: 2,564 words Author on LJ: whitedaturaAuthor Website: on Tumblr; works on AO3Warnings: “a small exorcism, not a break up fic, grape jelly as a writing implement, Typical Night Vale Weirdness, Night Vale humor” Notes: spoilers for “One Year Later” (ep. 25) and “A Blinking Light up on the Mountain” (ep. 31) Why this must be read: I imagine everyone here has done it at least once: there’s somebody you should talk to, and you mean to, you really do, but you’ve been busy at your job, plus you’re embarrassed about how the last date went, and the next thing you know half a month has passed and you’re certain the relationship is doomed. That’s the situation Carlos finds himself in, with the added complication that in Night Vale, being eaten up with guilt is more than a metaphor. He owed Cecil an explanation. He knew he did. This wasn't middle school, when suddenly ignoring a person was an acceptable way of initiating a breakup, even if it was for Cecil's benefit.
"Finally," the scrubby bush to the left of the lab's door said as he stepped out.
"Bring him flowers," said the one to the right. "He likes wolfsbane."
"I'm not –" Carlos began, but gave up quickly. He rubbed at the ache in his sternum and started walking.
The pain got worse as he neared Cecil's apartment building, tiny pinpricks of heat in his ribs and a squeezing around his heart, but he kept going.
Somehow he was in front of Cecil's door. He wasn't sure if he'd walked there or been teleported the last block, or if he still needed to knock.
The door swung open. "Carlos?"
"Cecil," he managed to gasp before he blacked out. “Emergency Exorcism” on AO3 | | |
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Fandom: QUANTUM LEAP Pairing: Gen Length: 38,000 Author on LJ: lightbird777Author Website: Author on AO3Why this must be read:Probably every QL writer out there has at least thought about a post-series fic. Many end in hugging and happily every after, but some examine what might occur as a result of the shifts and turns in the timeline since Sam started leaping. This is one of those, and it's a bit of a bumpy ride, but worth it for the look at possible futures it lends. The series comes to no conclusion, but feels complete for all that. There's still adventures out there for Sam, Al, Beth and all the other characters. The Long Way Home Series | | |
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Fandom: WELCOME TO NIGHT VALE Pairing: Cecil/Carlos Length: 5,350 words Author on LJ: unknown Author Website: badfic.net; on Tumblr; works on AO3Warnings: “Tentacles, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Fluff, Cecil is Inhuman.” Also, first-time fic, third eye, non-human genitalia Notes: Set after “First Date” (ep. 27), no spoilers Why this must be read: Although the author admits this fic was inspired by some cute fanart on Tumblr, and categorizes it as fluff and PWP, I’d argue that there is more depth to the story than those labels would suggest because of how Carlos reacts at a critical juncture: Carlos is about to say, Are you aware you have tentacles? It seems like a reasonable question.
Or would have, to the Carlos of one year ago.
It occurs to Carlos, in that moment, there are certain things Cecil has never, ever asked him. Things like, “When did you come to America?” and “Where did you learn to speak English?” Carlos has been asked these questions a lot, over the course of his life, and has a whole plethora of snarky answers prepared to give in response.
He’s never had to give one to Cecil.
Cecil asks Carlos about science, and about coffee, and occasionally whatever weirdness is plaguing them this month. Sometimes they talk about the other things, too—family and school and childhood and so on—but the context is different. It’s a conversation, not a demand. Not even a demand phrased as well-intentioned curiosity, or a self-conscious declaration of progressiveness and “comfort”.
...
Cecil has tentacles. This is a fact. Carlos really, really wants to have sex. This is also a fact. They can have, Carlos thinks, a big long, awkward conversation about tentacles, during which they will decidedly not be having sex.
Or they can just have sex, tentacles and all.
Carlos choses option B. “Requisition 128-3C: Intent to Initiate Sexual Intimacy” on AO3 (link to fanart in notes) | | |
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It's with a lot of melancholy that I post my last Crack Van rec. It's been a fantastic series of journeys in many fandoms these past 10 years. See you all around in fandom or a a con some time. I'll be doing a 31 Flavors rec meme in December (recs in 31 different fandoms in 31 days) as my holiday gift to my flist/circle. Stop by on LJ or Dreamwidth and chat. Fandom: HOCKEY RPF Pairing: Patrick Kane/Jonathan Toews Length: 11,251 words Author on LJ: Unknown Author Website: Author page on AO3Why this must be readTagged "broning" by the author, the story summary is perfectly apt and tempting: It turns out that buddyfucking your best friend without shit getting weird requires constant vigilance. do it like they do on the discovery channel | | |
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Fandom: WELCOME TO NIGHT VALE Pairing: Cecil/Carlos Length: 7,141 words Author on LJ: unknown Author Website: on Tumblr; works on AO3Warnings: tentacle-cecil, Sickfic, poor communication, Domesticity, Awkwardness, Public Declarations of Love, tentacle-pox, bloody nose, occasional grossness, molting, self-induced misery, Misunderstandings, Cooking, negotiation, Hurt/Comfort, loud chewing Notes: spoilers for “Dana” and “A Blinking Light up on the Mountain” (eps. 30, 31) Why this must be read: Getting together is one thing. Staying together is another, especially when you’re cohabitating, forced to deal with bad table manners and unfortunate personal hygiene, and catching each other’s illnesses. However, as this sweet fic shows, there are compensations... Cecil let himself indulge in snoozing practically on top of Carlos, one ear pressed to his chest to hear his heartbeat, tentacles wound around his limbs, snuggling just because he could. When he woke, sunlight streaming in past the blinds and making sharp lines of light across their tangled legs, Carlos was already awake. He gave Cecil a little wink, and then produced his replica communicator from somewhere under the pillows.
“Science Officer Carlos to Enterprise,” said Carlos, as Cecil woke up, and parts of him woke up. “Carlos to Enterprise; come in, Enterprise. It would seem that the tentacle creature I encountered last night has dragged me to his lair…I think he wants to make me his mate.”
“Grrr,” said Cecil, and then he pounced, tentacles and all, Carlos letting out a delighted laugh before the communicator clattered to the floor, and then that was it for talking. “Bad Habits” on AO3 | | |
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Fandom: TEEN WOLF Pairing: Peter Hale/Stiles Stilinski Length: two short tumblr entries Author on LJ: none, as far as I know Author Website: http://archiveofourown.org/users/Rrrowr/ and her TW fic tag on tumblr: http://rrrowr.tumblr.com/tagged/my%20teen%20wolf%20ficWhy this must be read:This is a Stiles POV with a fantastic premise, brilliant in its creepy simplicity that fits Peter to a T. An anon prompted Rrrowr with this gem: ...what if stiles wants to order a pizza late one night like he’s studying for finals but it’s so late that he misdials and a man picks up and he’s like “oh sorry wrong number” and hangs up real quick but then the guy calls him back and talks to him and after a few minutes of creepyweird convo stiles can hear this screaming in the background and peter is a serial killer and he interrupted him and now every time peter murders someone he calls stiles.To which Rrrowr completes the thought with: ...the real question would be if Stiles likes it too. He probably shouldn’t, to be honest. He’s the son of the sheriff, after all. He should try to do the right thing and tell someone or something — his dad at the very least.Peter and Stiles never actually meet in person, but they certainly leave their respective marks on each other. Stiles is simultaneously held hostage emotionally by the mysterious caller and serving as conflicted enabler. This is a fun, angst-free (well, if you're anything like me and are the type of person who watches Dexter to cure bouts of depression), viciously friendly little bit o' pyschological cat-and-mouse. It's just the thing if you're feeling mean and dangerous and want to safely exorcise the demon inside. First part of SERIAL KILLER ON THE PHONEand Second part of SERIAL KILLER ON THE PHONE | | |
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