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title: you can get it wrong (and still think you're right)
author: stonedlennon
fandom: the beatles
pairing: john lennon/paul mccartney
rating: nc-17
length: 7,450

The laziest man in England, that article had said, and Paul thought suddenly of John, lounging: John, turning the pages of a book with one languid hand, his hair mussed and fetching, making pithy comments to empty rooms. Or maybe he didn’t speak at all when he was alone; Paul realized that he didn’t know anymore.
title: weasleys' wizard weekend
author: orphan_account
fandom: harry potter
pairing: ron weasley/harry potter
rating: nc-17
length: 4,773

"I still can't believe we're actually stuck in a cupboard," Ron said incredulously.

Harry, who considered himself something of a connoisseur of cupboards, felt this was unfair. "I've had worse," he pointed out reasonably. "This one's awfully big for a cupboard--has a bathroom and everything. It's almost more of a workroom, really--"

Ron buried his face in his hands. "Forget I said anything."
13 July 2017 @ 02:44 pm
title: fall apart, fade away
author: thatdarkhairedgirl
fandom: harry potter
pairing: fred weasley/angelina johnson (angelina/george)
rating: pg13
length: 1,390

If she has girls, George won’t be tempted to name one after Fred. If she has girls, she can give them the names of her favorite aunties and Molly Weasley can spoil them rotten. If she has girls, maybe she and George can make this messy relationship of theirs actually work.
21 January 2017 @ 08:14 pm
title: trying to rebuild
author: spinner_atropos
fandom: harry potter
pairing: fred weasley/angelina johnson
rating: pg13
length: 2,888

"Some of us would heal better if we'd talk to our friends. Heal with us. Get together with Alicia and Katie and have a good cry or something. We're worried about you. If you keep up like this you'll fall off your broom and break your neck one of these days."
29 December 2014 @ 03:28 pm
title: things jim can’t remember
author: annakovsky
fandom: the office
pairing: jim halpert/mark the roommate
rating: nc-17
length: 1,700 words

Jim shrugs and goes back to pushing buttons and staring at the screen, where he's playing a pretty terrible game of John Madden Football.

"Don't you have work tomorrow?" Mark says.

"Yeah," Jim says, and his team loses another fourth down. "Fuck," Jim mutters, which is odd. Normally he hardly ever swears.

28 December 2014 @ 06:45 pm
title: up to no good in a bathroom stall
author: faviconyaheys
fandom: vampire weekend rpf
pairing: ezra koenig/rostam batmanglij
rating: nc-17
length: 2,425 words

"Man, don't worry about your Sperrys. I read that said soap and water cleans them up just fine."

Assured that his rare and beautiful shoes can be salvaged, Ezra smiles, completely content.

"Ros, what would I do without you?"

"Honestly," Rostam grins, "it doesn't even bear thinking about."
28 December 2014 @ 06:36 pm
title: in this distance
author: echoinautumn
fandom: twin peaks
pairing: audrey horne/dale cooper
rating: r
length: 2,210 words

“You don’t have to do this,” is what he finally grits out, and she can just imagine his fingers sliding on the unvarnished wood, his mouth tight, his usually kempt hair falling down over his eyes.
26 December 2013 @ 12:01 pm
title: grid reference
author: tieleen
fandom: my own private idaho
pairing: mike waters/scott favor
rating: pg
length: 1,175 words

"We did follow it," Scott says, patiently. "That was how we got away from there. We didn't cross through the fields. At least not after I got you to wake up."

"I guess we went off it at some point," Mike says. It sounds wrong, but he's so tired.

"There's no road that can take you all around the world," Scott tells him. "They all stop, or go back on themselves, or become a different place. You've got to meet the ocean some time."

"I've never been to the ocean," Mike says.

"Regardless," Scott says, "it's still there."

"I guess so," Mike says. "I don't, I don't know."
25 December 2013 @ 10:16 pm
title: if, then
author: holycitygirl
fandom: the history boys
pairing: stuart dakin/donald scripps
rating: pg-13
length: 1,300 words

"What are you at, Stu?" The corresponding shove is nothing more than a gentle pressure applied with fingertips. "You never got your grand gay adventure and you thought you'd try me?"

Refusing to be moved Dakin takes Scripps amused expression as encouragement. "Can't fault my logic."

Scripps just looks down at the hand that settles on the bicep of his crossed arms and arches an eyebrow. "Contrary, I think I can, and will. I'm a celibate, heterosexual, with no urge whatsoever to feed into your God complex. Why would I ever fancy you?"

Dakin lets his bravado lead him further, trusting in it the way he trusts all things learned from practice and repetition. "You like God."

"Aye." Scripps keeps still, seemingly content to let the moment play out between them. "But you aren't Him."
25 December 2013 @ 10:12 pm
title: except you ravish me
author: solvent90
fandom: the history boys
pairing: stuart dakin/donald scripps
rating: r
length: 3,100 words

“All right,” Scripps answers, finally, and so they end up stumbling down the bright deserted streets to Dakin’s college, bumping into each other and laughing. The gate bangs decisively behind them; and once in the door to his room Dakin turns and stops so that Scripps runs into him, clutching automatically at his sleeve and only just saving them from a clash of foreheads.

“What,” he starts to say, exasperated, but then Dakin tilts his head very deliberately, lifts his jaw. He’s shockingly close, inches away, and Scripps’s eyes have flickered to his mouth before he even realises it. Fuck. Fuck. He watches the triumphant twist of Dakin’s smile form, his own throat going abruptly dry, and then Dakin’s thumb lands just under his ear. Strokes a purposeful line down his jaw; and that, irrationally, makes startling electricity jump down his spine.

“Oh, God,” he says, without thinking. Dakin grins at that, and suddenly he’s even closer, leaning in. Leaning -

“Dakin,” Scripps says, and his voice’s gone harsher than he’s ever heard it, harsher than he’s ever needed it to be before. His hands are tight on Dakin’s shoulders, holding him away. “No.”