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crack_van2007-12-31 12:15 am
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Some Have A Reason For Dreaming by falling_words (PG-13)
Fandom: THE HISTORY BOYS
Pairing: Posner/Scripps
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
falling_words
Author Website: fic in memories
Why this must be read:
Really sweet, lovely fic set while the boys are all still at school. Posner moons over Dakin, Dakin is a careless ass, Scripps watches and starts to figure a few things out for himself. Good, solid writing, great dialogue, and a lovely and plausible start for Scripps and Posner.
“Scripps, I won’t make it to the end of term like this,” Posner said with a slightly dramatic sigh and rested his chin in his hand.
Scripps looked up from his essay and followed Posner’s gaze to where Rudge, Akthar, Crowther, and Dakin had taken up a game of football, their studies momentarily forgotten. “If you put as much effort into studying Henry VIII as you do Dakin’s bottom, you’d have a scholarship for certain.”
Posner gave a rare grin, unashamed and slightly devilish, one of the ones that made Scripps wonder how they ever thought him young and meek, and Scripps laughed.
“Watch out. You’re getting to be more like him. And I’m not sure yet if that’s a good thing to be.”
Posner considered this, lips pursed in concentration, fingers curled around the edges of his notebook. “Dakin’s so narcissistic that my being more like him might be the only chance I have.”
Some Have A Reason For Dreaming
Pairing: Posner/Scripps
Author on LJ:
falling_wordsAuthor Website: fic in memories
Why this must be read:
Really sweet, lovely fic set while the boys are all still at school. Posner moons over Dakin, Dakin is a careless ass, Scripps watches and starts to figure a few things out for himself. Good, solid writing, great dialogue, and a lovely and plausible start for Scripps and Posner.
“Scripps, I won’t make it to the end of term like this,” Posner said with a slightly dramatic sigh and rested his chin in his hand.
Scripps looked up from his essay and followed Posner’s gaze to where Rudge, Akthar, Crowther, and Dakin had taken up a game of football, their studies momentarily forgotten. “If you put as much effort into studying Henry VIII as you do Dakin’s bottom, you’d have a scholarship for certain.”
Posner gave a rare grin, unashamed and slightly devilish, one of the ones that made Scripps wonder how they ever thought him young and meek, and Scripps laughed.
“Watch out. You’re getting to be more like him. And I’m not sure yet if that’s a good thing to be.”
Posner considered this, lips pursed in concentration, fingers curled around the edges of his notebook. “Dakin’s so narcissistic that my being more like him might be the only chance I have.”
Some Have A Reason For Dreaming