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23rd-Nov-2009 10:15 pm - Popslash
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[Serious] by [info]nopseud

Chris/Lance.

Long and lovely.

Lance shifted away, his voice becoming suddenly lighter. "Seriously, you have no idea what it's like getting to be twenty-one and never having the kind of sex you really want to have."

"No? I think you're rather deluded about the life experiences of those of us who did not grow up with hot and cold running groupies. You think it's easy getting laid when you're short, and poor, and working three jobs, and, though it pains me to say it, not all that hot?"

"Not that hot?" Lance snorted. "Don't forget, I was there, too."

"What, you had a secret crush on me?"

"No!" Lance said, but when Chris peered more closely at him in the light from outside, he was definitely blushing.

"Ha! You did! Oh, my God. That's awesome. Wait until I tell JC. He thinks it was him, you know. He thinks you totally lusted after him all through the NSA tours. Actually, I think he's a little scared you're gonna hit on him even now. Someone needs to tell him that being able to put your own ankle around the back of your neck isn't the big gay draw he thinks it is. Ooh, can I tell him you still think I'm hotter than him? You do think I'm hotter, right? You wanna see some skin?"

Lance put his hands over his face. "Chris, shut up."
23rd-Nov-2009 10:13 pm - Popslash
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[All The Best Washerwomen Drink Mountain Dew] by [info]wanderingwombat

Chris/Lance.

AU of menial jobs and general daily grind. And a really sweet relationship.

Lance smiled at JC as he passed the third floor reception desk, and JC smiled back, still talking into his headset. No one called him 'Joshua', not out in the real world; if you got him alone, JC would explain that Joshua was just a character he played while he was at work. JC was an actor - sometimes, anyway, when he wasn't being a musician or novelist or poet or painter. One thing was for sure, he was an artist. No; an artiste.

Lance didn't have any such illusions, not really. He guessed they all had their frustrated dreams and ambitions. There was Joey, who really was an actor; Chris, who was amateur shrink, sociologist, and comedian, all rolled into one; and Justin, who didn't know yet what he was going to be, but whatever it was, it'd be awesome. Lance figured that out of all of them, Justin was probably the one most likely to end up an actual lawyer. It sort of ran in the family.

Lance himself had never really decided whether he wanted to be a singer or an astronaut. Chris had laughed when he'd first told them that, over beers his sixth or seventh week at HPW: "You can sing to the aliens," he'd said. "JC can write the songs!" And he'd laughed to himself over that most of the rest of the night. Chris wasn't one to let a good joke rest when it could be working.
23rd-Nov-2009 10:11 pm - Popslash
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[Looking At The Stars] by [info]nopseud

AJ/JC.

Good bit of Letterboys, with a quietly freaking out JC and lovely band interactions.

"That was kind of wild." JC coughed, and his voice smoothed out. "You know, when I was young and stupid, I always figured I was never gonna get to do anything seriously new after I turned thirty."

It actually took AJ a few seconds before the words made any kind of sense at all, even bad sense. "You—JC, you did that before, right? I mean, you've been to bed with a guy before?"

"Have I..." JC didn't look down to meet AJ's gaze. "Well, yeah. Um...technically, I guess."

The relief hardly had time to get started before the qualifier killed it. "Technically, you guess? How the heck do you technically have sex with guys?"

"Um." JC wrinkled his nose up, like something smelled nasty, and AJ really hoped it wasn't him. "Well, gone to bed with, yes. Actual sex, no. Unless it counts if it's, like, threesomes with a girl and another guy. Like, I never touched him like that, but he was definitely there in the same bed. Does that count?"

And it had been such a great evening, too. "Not really, no."
23rd-Nov-2009 10:07 pm - Popslash
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[Christmas Eve Groundhog Day] by [info]fluffontop

Justin/Nick.

Poor Nick. :( Lovely fic.

Nick woke up early on Christmas Eve morning, and thought about life and his career. When he’d depressed himself enough, he crawled back under the covers to escape for a little while longer.
23rd-Nov-2009 10:05 pm - Popslash
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[Big Mouth] by Miss Kitty E

Chris/Joey.

Lovely bit of early days popslash.

Joey shrugged, and reached down for his beer. "I don't know. It'd be more fun if you were a hot girl."

Chris smirked, "As it is, I'm just a hot boy." He pouted his lips out, and struck a sexy pose, held it for a second, then relaxed. He peered at Joey, who seemed to be a little uncomfortable. "I thought you swung both ways."

Joey's gaze snapped up to Chris's face, and then away. "Who told you that?"

Chris tilted his head to better look at Joey's face, scanning for anger, or disgust. None though, just a healthy portion of freaking out with a side of worry. "No one. I just, ya know, assumed."

"Why?"

My straight facade was flawless! Chris added mentally. "Dude, I dunno. If I'm wrong, I'm wrong. Don't take offense."
23rd-Nov-2009 09:54 pm - Buffy
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[Pumpkin Pie Syndrome And Other Occupational Hazards] by [info]mireille719

Xander/Riley.

Sometimes you just need a slice of sweet. AU with Xander as a primary school teacher and Riley as the father of one of his students.

By the end of September, the file in Tommy F's teacher's desk (he was Tommy F, because there was a Tommy K as well) contained the information that he would be eight on November nineteenth; that he was doing math on a third grade level but was a little behind in reading; that he was allergic to bee stings and had an epi-pen in the locked storage cupboard; and, on a brand new Post-It note, that he was absolutely not allowed to sit near Ben or Lashaun, because if Xander turned his back on them for five seconds, all hell was going to break loose.

What wasn't in the file, because Xander hadn't known, and apparently Tommy F's first-grade teacher had forgotten to mention, was that Tommy F's dad was hot. Not just reasonably attractive; this was California, and it was second grade, so a lot of the parents were young and good-looking. Tommy F's dad, on the other hand, was the kind of guy Xander would notice in a bar and immediately classify as out of his league.

Of course, in this particular instance, he was also the parent of one of Xander's students, so he was off-limits no matter what. "Hi," Mr.--oh, crap, what did the F stand for? Xander sucked at remembering his students' last names--said, offering his hand for Xander to shake. Good handshake. Nice, firm grip. "I'm Riley Finn."
23rd-Nov-2009 09:50 pm - WB RPS
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[Put that Thing Back Where It Came From (Or So Help Me)] by [info]vorpalblades

Jared/Jensen.

I cannot not rec a crossover between WB RPS and Monsters Inc. Also, it's funny.

For the first time since Jared was 12, he runs and leaps onto the bed, desperate not to get within grabbing range. The bed creaks upon impact, and for one second, Jared thinks it's going to all go crashing down, which would actually probably solve the problem.

But everything settles, and that's when he hears it. Breathing. Coming from somewhere in the room. And this isn't, "It's just the air conditioner, Jared. Your father does not have to check your closet for the boogey man." This is a constant and rhythmic in-and-out, accompanied by a sniff or snort.

Jared suddenly wishes he was like every other stereotypical Texan who kept 15 shotguns in the bedroom. Or at least a baseball bat. He swallows hard and asks, "Hello?"

He has five seconds of silence to think that maybe he should take his mom up on her offer to call the head doctor. Then something says, "You going to eat both those dogs, or could I have one?" It comes from right underneath Jared.

That's when Jared throws his sheets over his head and doesn't move an inch all night.

It's just as the sun is peeking through Jared's curtains that the thing under the bed huffs out, "I try to actually be nice for once." Then there's this sucking noise followed by sudden unnerving silence.
23rd-Nov-2009 09:47 pm - DC Comics
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[Friday I'm In Love] by [info]impertinence

Tim/Kon.

So, slight Tim/Kon kick. :) This is really lovely.

“Yeah, well,” Kon mutters. “I'm an alien. You never know.”

“Except that I do.” Kon must look really unconvinced, or something, because Tim takes a step forward and grips Kon's arms hard. “Kon. I know, okay? You're not him, you're not Luthor.”

Kon's pretty sure Tim is talking sense right now, because he's Tim and that's, like, his job, but he's more focused on the fact that Tim's fingers are practically burning his arms and his TK is going crazy and—yeah. This is weird.

He does the only thing he can think of, stumbling back and using his TK to drag himself into the air.

“Uh, right,” he says. “Thanks and. Um. See you Saturday!”

And he flies off as fast as he can, leaving Tim on the ground.
23rd-Nov-2009 09:36 pm - DC Comics
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[Containment] by [info]solvent90

Tim/Kon.

More adorable Tim and Kon.

There was a pause. Tim might have shifted a little under the cape. When he spoke again, his voice was almost completely toneless.

“Are we OK?”

Kon shut his eyes, just for a second.

“Yeah. Fine.”

Another, longer pause. He could feel the eyes of the mask, watching him.

“Because we have to work together, and –”

“We can work together,” Kon said to the ceiling, and then finally managed to look over at Tim and crack a smile. “No big deal, right?”

“Right,” Tim said slowly. “OK. I need to get back to Gotham.”
23rd-Nov-2009 09:34 pm - DC Comics
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[Interruptus] by [info]winterlive

Tim/Kon.

Cute, cute Tim/Kon.

"Come on."

Perched on a rooftop, Robin glared hard at the assortment of lowlifes in Crime Alley. Junkie, junkie, dealer, junkie. They weren't the ones he really wanted to be glaring at. "I am going to tell you this one more time, and then you are going to go away. Patrol is not something you can play hooky from."

Kon leaned against them the brick wall, his arms folded over his chest. They started to shift under his weight and he caught himself before they moved far enough to fall, but it destroyed the suave effect he'd been going for. "Jesus," he scowled. "Your whole stupid city's falling apart."

"My city," Robin gritted out, eyes fixed on the street below, "is not stupid."
23rd-Nov-2009 09:25 pm - WB RPS
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[The One With The Questionable Heterosexuality] by [info]longsufferingly

Jared/Jensen.

A Friends AU didn't sound like all that enticing a prospect to me, but this is kind of awesome.

When Jensen was nine, his dad left his mom for another man.

It's not like this event totally put him off homosexuality forever, but he did get annoyed when people thought he was gay. Because there's no proof that's genetic. Also, his dad likes to put on women's clothing and hang around in bars, and Jensen absolutely doesn't do that.

So when Jared Padalecki, who was doing okay in the roommate interview, says, "Just so you know, I'm totally accepting of all lifestyles. Seriously. I'm, like, the most open straight guy ever. Not in, like, the ass way. My ass is not that open. I mean, maybe compared to other straight guys . . . " Jensen considers it a dealbreaker.

But then things happen, and, well. Jared moves in anyway. Everyone else sucked more. Whatever.

"Just to get it out there," says Jensen, "I'm not gay."

Jared blinks. "Really?"
23rd-Nov-2009 09:21 pm - DC Comics
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[Scions] by [info]winterlive

Tim/Kon.

Long and interesting. Not perfect - I thought that everything was a little too smooth for the protagonists - but sometimes it's nice to have some smoothness. And hot sex.

Piercing blue eyes pin Tim to his chair. Luthor misses nothing, taking in Tim's rebellious hair and lazy attire, the shape of his face. Tim can practically feel the intensity of that gaze, the instant and personal assessment going on. Then Luthor leans in and lowers his voice. "Listen," he says, confidential. "Don't take this the wrong way, but I'm waiting for someone right now. Business. I'll be busy tonight, but you should call me."

Tim watches Luthor pull out his wallet with an ease born of practice and offer a slim white card. He takes it and reads: Conner Luthor, Vice President, LuthorCorp. No division name. There's a phone, a fax and an email, and that's it. Black block print, nothing extravagant. Tim puts it in his pocket. "This someone you're waiting for," he says. "Is his name by any chance Tim Drake?"

Luthor narrows his eyes. "How'd you know that?"

Tim holds out his hand without a word.

Luthor's cheeks color in, instantly, and he takes Tim's hand with a rueful smile. "Jesus. Sorry. Conner Luthor."

"Nice to meet you," Tim says, noting that he's feeling at ease and forgiving. Luthor's evidently good at that.
23rd-Nov-2009 09:14 pm - Buffy
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[The Official "Willow's Ex-Boyfriends" Club, Membership 2] by [info]kindkit

Xander/Oz.

Love this Oz.

In a well-run universe--which Xander knows this isn't, because, hey, hellmouth--no way would Xander and Oz be friends. That's not supposed to happen when you steal a guy's girlfriend. Big breakage to the laws of guydom, there.

It's part of how weird Oz is. Oz can commit high treason to guydom and just not care. Oz can be short and skinny and bored by sports. Oz can catch another guy kissing his girlfriend and not once threaten beating the crap out of him. Xander figures it's the werewolf. Every month when Oz goes hairy and scary, he gets all that macho stuff out, and all that's left is the cool and mellow.

Oz, the one time Xander asked, said you can't actually steal somebody's girlfriend anyway. Girls aren't like CDs or dollar bills. They've got free will. And legs. If your girlfriend walks away, chances are nobody's carrying her.
23rd-Nov-2009 09:12 pm - Merlin
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[From Where I Stand You're In My Sky] by [info]paperclipbitch

Merlin/Arthur.

Gorgeous AU where superheroes are outlawed by Uther, Morgana smokes a lot, Merlin is cute, and everything is awesome.

Arthur’s mother died when he was just a year old; he has no memories of her and the only photographs are from the press cuttings his father thinks he has hidden in the safe in his office. She looks beautiful; golden haired and blue eyed and with a sweet, soft smile. The newspaper articles say more; about a fire on the street where he and his parents lived, about Nimueh, the costumed Hero who got Arthur out but could not get back in time to save his mother. There are photographs of her too; dressed in implausibly tight red leather, dark hair tumbling around her shoulders, eyes dangerously blue.

Three months after his wife’s death, Uther Pendragon began campaigning for Superheroes to be outlawed. He was just a councillor then, but his crusade to put an end to vigilante activities raised his profile immediately.

It started with public burnings of comic books; box after box of Superman and Fantastic Four and Uncanny X-Men, destroyed before they could damage the apparently vulnerable minds of growing children. Then a bill was passed, banning the publication or importation of Superhero-related products in any form. Arthur tries not to remember his nanny trying to take away his Spiderman pyjamas when he was five; his father did it in the end, ripping them physically off Arthur’s body.

He burned them in the back garden, and made sure Arthur watched him do it.
23rd-Nov-2009 09:06 pm - Merlin
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[And There Is Pansies, That's For Thoughts] by [info]ignipes

Pretty gen.

Cute Morgana and Arthur interaction.

The prince of Camelot was sulking.

"I am not sulking," said Arthur, scowling.

Morgana rolled her eyes. "Fine. You're brooding in a noble and princely manner."

"That's right." Arthur started to nod, then quickly changed his mind. "I am not brooding."
23rd-Nov-2009 09:04 pm - Henry V
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[Henry's Journey] by [info]hyarrowen

Henry V/Herald Montjoy.

This is really lovely, sort of slow and interesting and long.

‘You think this is hard work? You should try getting a giraffe to go on board.’

Giraffe?

Henry, who had been a king not so long ago, kept a firm grip on the headstall of the horse he was leading towards the gangplank, and squinted round in the bright Arabian sunlight for the next person in the queue waiting to load the animals. Jehan, who had been Herald Montjoy, took on an inward expression as he did the double translation, from Arabic to French and from French to English, and then he said ‘Camelopard.’

The horse jibbed again at the gangplank and Henry turned his attention back to it, although since it was perhaps the twentieth he’d led on board that day his own temper was fraying. But when they were back on the docks, and had found they had time for a breather while a line of slaves took stores aboard, he said to Taqi, ‘Tell us about the giraffe, then.’ The man obviously wanted to be asked, and Henry had perforce re-learned the art of getting along with people in the six months or so since catastrophe had overtaken him.
26th-Oct-2009 02:03 pm - Merlin
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[Be Resigned] by [info]franticsga

Merlin/Arthur.

And another long Merlin AU, this one in the US Air Force, and it's also really lovely.

There was never a question of what Arthur was going to do when he grew up. He'd wanted briefly to go into the Navy so he could work on submarines-- he was nearly grounded after that one, until he smiled and told his father he'd only been joking-- but in the end he submitted to his father's unbending will and applied for the Air Force Academy.

Luckily, Uther didn't seem to care which job Arthur held in the Air Force, as long as he graduated from the Academy and got himself stationed somewhere close enough for Uther to keep an eye on him. When Arthur showed a predilection for science in his year at the Academy's prep school, the career counselor advised him to pursue meteorology.

"It's more of an art than a science, they always say," she told him. "I was stationed with some weather guys when I was at Barksdale. They're a little weird, but harmless."

"Ma'am, I don't know if anybody's ever called me weird before," he said, neutrally, but inside he was wondering if there was a job where he could guarantee the most distance from his father.
26th-Oct-2009 01:55 pm - Merlin
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[Easy There] by [info]syllic

Merlin/Arthur, Gwen/Lancelot.

Alright, so, whatever, everyone's been telling me to get into Merlin for aaaaaages and my RL friends finally got me to watch an episode (with nachos and judicious use of, "but the king's marrying a troll!!!!") and yes, it's lovely. I hate it when that happens.

This is also lovely, despite being an Oxford AU. (I'm at Cambridge, if you didn't know. Which, why would you?) (Cambridge and Oxford hate each other, again, if you didn't know, and why would you?) It's a rowing AU, and follows the juddering progression of Merlin and Arthur's relationship beautifully.

"Mate. Mate. Your name is Arthur? Jesus fucking Christ. I'm Lancelot," he said, holding his hand out.

Arthur shook it as Merlin barrelled on, irrationally impolite but not really caring, because it was cold and he’d been up ludicrously early that morning to do some last-minute revision for a collection,

"—and I'm Merlin," he said. "Welcome to training with what will no doubt be known for the next seven months as the Knights of the Round Table. Again. Thanks for that, really. We weren't doing fine on our own, Lancelot and I, what with the stupid names and the cruel parents and the odd serendipity of our making the Blue boat together last year."

Merlin liked to think that he’d normally have found the fact that they’d acquired an Arthur for a boat that already had a Lancelot and a Merlin in it hilarious, but there was something about this Arthur—the way he stood, shoulders thrown back, the way his eyes had swept over Merlin as he approached—that made Merlin reticent to laugh with him. He exuded physical confidence in a way that Merlin, who was awkward at the best of times, resented, and he radiated a sense of old money and breeding that would rankle anyone who had grown up as a child in a single-parent family that struggled to make ends meet sometimes, as Merlin’s had.
26th-Oct-2009 01:50 pm - WB RPS
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[Break Loose Ranch] by [info]smokeringhalos

Jensen/Jared.

Gorgeous AU fic, drenched in atmosphere.

Eyeing his best friend, Jared tips back his brew. "Tell me again why we're here?"

"Girls love these guys, Big Jay." Blowing out an exasperated sigh, Chad waves his smoke hand toward the stage with so much force his rickety-ass stool rocks and Jared has to steady it with his foot. "It's like he's got sex hormones or some kinda shit."

"Pheromones," comes a wry retort in a whiskey-raw, smoke-burnt voice that makes Jared's toes want to curl in his Tony Llamas. Jesusfuck.
26th-Oct-2009 01:47 pm - Popslash
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[Construction Paper Canvas] by [info]zoicite

Nick/Brian.

Lovely AU with a twist.

Nick has a dream about the new kindergarten teacher three days before school starts. The dream isn’t that exciting. He’s with AJ and they’re hanging out in some dimly lit room full of guitars and mangled looking instruments. They’re laughing about something stupid, sharing a joint, and then the new kindergarten teacher comes in and Nick’s pretty sure he’s wearing makeup and he scrunches up his nose and says, “So this is where you have been hiding. Man, you two reek.”
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