Mar. 17th, 2009

turnonmyheels: (Recs:  B)
Friday Night Lights

That Fragile Kind of Forever by [livejournal.com profile] hoosierbitch Riggins Brothers PG-13

And when they give him Tim, Billy wants to give him back. This isn’t the sweet, quiet kid he’d teased growing up. This kid is sullen, greasy, angry, and won’t look him in the eyes. This kid has bruises all the way up and back down the right side of his face, sick-yellow on the edges and still blue-black in the middle. And so okay maybe that’s not new.

Gossip Girl

Dirty Pretty Things by [livejournal.com profile] everything_inme NC-17 Blair, Blair/Dan, Blair/Chuck Secret!Fandom!Shame!Fic

She considers his words for a moment and then leans toward him. “Are you saying we should be friends, Brooklyn?”

“Not—not friends, exactly, but—allies.” He cocks his head to the side. “Do you want to be friends?”

“Absolutely not,” she asserts. “I would rather kill myself.”

“Good to know,” he murmurs.

“I’ll commit to this agreement on two conditions,” she tells him. He arches an eyebrow and she smiles slowly. “One, you never tell anyone that I willingly converse with you.” He rolls his eyes but doesn’t interrupt. “Two, you let me read some of these stories that Serena is always raving about.”


Harry Potter

Dumbledore's Army and the Year of Darkness by Thanfiction Neville Longbottom and all the brave students left at Hogwarts. A little *too* sugary at times but otherwise, the what *really* happened at Hogwarts during DH fic I've been YEARNING for.

Second Life by Lariope Adult. Hermione/Snape. AU from HBP.

“Miss Granger,” Snape said slowly, “Do you actually expect that I would agree to…marry you…if I thought I would live through the war?”

She stared back at him, unwilling to back down. “If you are so convinced that you won’t survive, why even put this plan into place?”

“I assure you that this was not my idea.”

She closed her eyes briefly. “I see.”

“Do you, now?”

“Still,” she began again, at full strength, “In the event that you were to survive…I would want some assurances.”

“Ha,” Snape spat. “So now you show your true colors. A monetary amount, I assume? How many galleons, Miss Granger, would it take to buy your soul?”

“That’s disgusting,” Hermione said quietly. “Neither my soul nor my life are for sale. If I chose to marry you, Professor Snape, I would want assurances that both would remain my own.”

“As I have no use for either, I don’t see where that would be a problem.”

“And would you…would you want an heir?”

Snape stared at her, disbelief drawn in broad strokes across his face. “Do you take me for a rapist? I assure you that I have as little use for your body as I do your soul.”

“So we would not be required to--”

“Absolutely not.”

“Severus,” Dumbledore began.

“What?” he snapped.

“You know that to bind this marriage, to prevent annulment in the instance that someone were to discover it--”

“No, Albus. No. I would rather be kissed by Dementors.”





Leverage

Faint Heart Never Won Fair Lady by [livejournal.com profile] hackthis PG-13 Parker/Maggie, Eliot/Hardison

"I'm going to ask Maggie out," Parker announces during lunch, which is mostly a loaf of bread and a jar of jelly. She doesn't like peanut butter much.

Eliot looks up from whatever's he's doing that's annoying Hardison. Parker knows Hardison's annoyed because his mouth is twitching, and he keeps glaring at Eliot over his sports drink like he wants to fuck him or kick him in the head and he can't decide which one to do first.


It's All So Clear To Me Now by [livejournal.com profile] fools_game

The first time she fell asleep at Hardison’s she woke up scared out of her brain and nearly took Eliot’s eye when he came to wake her. Because she’d fallen asleep on the couch, and when she woke up she was in an unfamiliar bed, under the blankets, with no shoes on. She’d fallen asleep with other people around. They’d moved her while she slept, and she hadn’t noticed, hadn’t even stirred, and she freaked so hard she was fleeing through the lobby before she realised she was barefoot, and then she had to go back up to get her shoes. Alec gave her coffee as she walked gingerly back in, and there was an omelette waiting for her, and Eliot was hardly smirking at all, so she stayed for breakfast.

Some People Paint by [livejournal.com profile] with_a_kay R Parker/Eliot/Hardison

"She's high," says Eliot.

"She's hitting on us," counters Hardison.

"Man, it's like date rape."

"No, it's not! Cuz she's raping us! Or, you know, she would be, if you let me go back in there."

Parker giggles from the other room.

"Tell me that's not disturbing," Eliot hisses.

"Okay, it's disturbing," says Hardison. "But she knows what she's doing!"

"How do you know?"

"Because I was a really good boy this year and asked Santa!"

"Tell me you did not ask Santa to get Parker high enough to sleep with you."


Vid

"Good Idea At The Time" by OK Go by [livejournal.com profile] halcyon_shift Will make you fall in love all over again

The Underwire Job by [livejournal.com profile] brown_betty and [livejournal.com profile] emeraldwoman and its sequel The Cat Burglar Job

There's no reason why someone who weighed, at most, 120 pounds – and that was soaking wet and wearing a climbing harness - should have made him jumpy. So he didn't jump, quite, when she came out of fucking nowhere, and said, "Eliot. You sometimes have sex with women."

"Uh," he said, and then: "But... no, because y'see we work together and it's not that you're not attractive," and then his brain shorted out like that bad time with the guy who liked electricity in Shanghai, because Parker wasn't attractive. She was good-looking, sort of, but... no.

"Ha ha," she said politely. "Anyway, so, sometimes women must want to have sex with you, right? And you notice."


and

"Hardison helped me name them," she explained. Eliot very carefully did not wonder if she'd called him 'Hardison' all of last night.

"This one is Benjamin," she said, pointing at one who was looking off, unfocused, "and this one is Susan," the one Hardison was using as a posable action-figure, "and the black one is Grover."

Eliot couldn't help help asking. "Like the muppet?" He couldn't quite imagine kid-Parker watching Sunday morning TV in her pyjamas, eating Froot Loops, but she'd grown up in America, so she must have.

Parker looked at him like he was a new kind of idiot. "Like the thousand. They're mommy's little two-thousand and two dollars," she proclaimed. And Eliot had thought Parker in a relationship would be weird.



Torchwood

Well, Tomorrow We’ll Wake Up Entwined In Red Tape by [livejournal.com profile] paperclipbitch PG-13 Suzie/Jack

They pick up Suzie Costello in a tacky Italian restaurant that’s been blown to hell by alien robots; she’s covered in fettuccine and bits of her dead boyfriend, and cries all over Jack’s coat for a while in a detached sort of fashion before tidying herself up and asking a few too many pertinent questions. Jack asks Tosh what she thinks in a perfunctory sort of way – after all, she doesn’t need to know just yet that the only opinions that matter here are his – and she tells him she thinks Suzie seems sort of insane and does she even have the right skills to join Torchwood? Jack shrugs and phones in Suzie’s resignation for her, while Tosh makes disapproving noises in the background.

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