because i like to cross-post
dicta-contrion, zeitgeistic, and I wrote a thing!
[before you get too excited, a disclaimer]While we were in Vegas, we all got a little drunk and decided that the best use of our time would be to write a summer-inspired Draco/Ron/Harry fic on our cocktail napkins. Once we all returned to our respective homes, we decided that, while the napkin!fic was quite beautiful in its brevity and illegibility, what we really needed to do was get drunk again, meet up virtually, and turn such gems as "Draco always boner" and "C'mon, Ron, sheath your cock in my arsehole for sun protection" into a (semi) coherent narrative. This fic is the result of our wine, vodka, & whiskey-soaked labors. We posted to AO3 while still inebriated, and I have to admit, I've been afraid to go back and reread...The whole thing is a little crazy, a lot awesome, and I had way too much fun working on this with these two awesome humans. :D
Title: Come Harbour a.k.a the Not-a-Metaphor Sailing Association: a story of friendship, sex, and beautiful water-based metaphors (not puns)
Authors: dicta_contrion, gracerene, zeitgeistic
Pairing: Draco/Harry/Ron (I don't even know...), Draco/Harry(endgame)
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: ~3,500
Warnings/Enticements: Crack, Draco’s crack, and the sunblocking thereof, Travel, Beaches, Swimming Pools, Sunburn, Nudity, Sunglasses, High Fiving, Confessions, Threesome - M/M/M, Anal Sex, Blow Jobs, Metaphors, Sexual Metaphors, Barebacking, Auror Harry Potter, Auror Ron Weasly, Auror Draco Malfoy, Auror Ron Weasley, Auror Partners, Vacation, Ron gets suspended. Draco gets screwed., Nautical Metaphors, Docking
Summary: After Harry, Ron, and Draco are suspended - for something Ron had absolutely no part in whatsoever - they must take a forced holiday in Majorca to learn to work together. Which they do.
[before you get too excited, a disclaimer]While we were in Vegas, we all got a little drunk and decided that the best use of our time would be to write a summer-inspired Draco/Ron/Harry fic on our cocktail napkins. Once we all returned to our respective homes, we decided that, while the napkin!fic was quite beautiful in its brevity and illegibility, what we really needed to do was get drunk again, meet up virtually, and turn such gems as "Draco always boner" and "C'mon, Ron, sheath your cock in my arsehole for sun protection" into a (semi) coherent narrative. This fic is the result of our wine, vodka, & whiskey-soaked labors. We posted to AO3 while still inebriated, and I have to admit, I've been afraid to go back and reread...The whole thing is a little crazy, a lot awesome, and I had way too much fun working on this with these two awesome humans. :D
Title: Come Harbour a.k.a the Not-a-Metaphor Sailing Association: a story of friendship, sex, and beautiful water-based metaphors (not puns)
Authors: dicta_contrion, gracerene, zeitgeistic
Pairing: Draco/Harry/Ron (I don't even know...), Draco/Harry(endgame)
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: ~3,500
Warnings/Enticements: Crack, Draco’s crack, and the sunblocking thereof, Travel, Beaches, Swimming Pools, Sunburn, Nudity, Sunglasses, High Fiving, Confessions, Threesome - M/M/M, Anal Sex, Blow Jobs, Metaphors, Sexual Metaphors, Barebacking, Auror Harry Potter, Auror Ron Weasly, Auror Draco Malfoy, Auror Ron Weasley, Auror Partners, Vacation, Ron gets suspended. Draco gets screwed., Nautical Metaphors, Docking
Summary: After Harry, Ron, and Draco are suspended - for something Ron had absolutely no part in whatsoever - they must take a forced holiday in Majorca to learn to work together. Which they do.