Love actually is all around
Today has been one of those days. Got thrown under the bus, but apparently (fortunately) according to my teammates, the thrower appears to have come out looking ridiculous while I seemed professional and on top of things, so by some insane miracle, the terror and "what the heck, what is happening" must not have translated while I was presenting. \o/ Eh. Whatever, whatever, two more days till the weekend, so two more days till Sherlock Holmes 2 and MI:4 JEREMY RENNER with GUNS (and Simon Pegg!) on the big screen!! \o/\o/\o/
To my wonderful new friends, hello and welcome! ♥ My intro post is over here so please head thataway and say hello. ;) I hang out on twitter (mostly at night bc the work browser eats tweets) and gchat (lariagwyn), so feel free to add me.
The five point rundown on me (and consequently this space): 1) Inception fandom will forever own my ♥, 2) I believe that a) Tom Hardy is a magical being, b) JGL has a very lovely [insert body part of your choice here], and c) JEREMY RENNER should always be referred to in all caps bc he is just that awesome, 3) I read Ella Enchanted, Indian in the Cupboard, and the Enchanted Forest Chronicles and watch Love Actually at least once a year, 4) Texas steak is the best steak, 5) we should all be excellent to each other (no haterade or bashing etc etc). Please make yourselves at home. ♥
I'm still working on glomp gifts (at this rate they won't be done till after Christmas, I'm so sorry *facepalm*) so instead, here's a roundup of the ficlets I wrote for the Three sentence ficathon. I never expected to use my fic:The Mummy tag again. :D NB: I should never be given the opportunity to use run on sentences bc I will abuse it shamefully.
Prompt: Avengers, Loki/Steve Rogers, Infect me with your love and fill me with your poison
"We can’t-I can’t keep doing this," says Steve as he bites back a moan.
Loki’s answering smile is poison sweet and bright-sharp, all dangerous edge and sly charm.
"Oh, Captain Rogers, if I truly believed you meant that, my feelings might be hurt," he says, and twists his wrist just so, and Steve shudders and comes, Loki’s dark, knowing gaze and knife-slash grin the only thing he can see.
Prompt: Indiana Jones/The Mummy, Indy/Rick, The race is on
"You’re a goddamned cheater, O’Connell!" Indy says, pulling at the handcuffs holding him to the hotel bedframe, the rattling of the cuffs a surprisingly harmonious accompaniment to the jangling sounds of Rick efficiently strapping on his gear, his sidearm, his spare sidearm, his numerous knives, his bandolier.
"You’re just jealous ‘cause you didn’t think of it first, ya big baby," Rick says with a wink and an irrepressible shit-eating grin that has Indy torn between wanting to punch him in the balls and kissing him breathless, pretty much status quo for all their adrenaline-fueled clashes and their (usually) sober trysts. "See you in Alexandria, sweetheart, and if I’m in a generous mood, maybe I’ll leave a little something behind for you and Sallah," he adds before slipping out the door, barely fast enough to evade the Gideon Bible Indy chucks at his head.
Prompt: Captain America, Peggy/Steve/Bucky, Target practice
"Oh my God, oh my God...--tongue, Carter--illegal...God--" and a pleasant vibration runs all the way down Bucky’s back, the rumbles of laughter that Steve is trying to suppress even as he bites Bucky’s earlobe, as he strokes his large hands (so much larger than before, Bucky’s not sure he’ll ever get used to that) down Bucky’s chest, tweaking a nipple with clever fingers, effortlessly holding up Bucky’s boneless body so it’s fully on display for Peggy and her wickedly talented mouth.
"You couldn’t outshoot Peggy on the range today," Steve murmurs in his ear, and Bucky’s half-formed reply turns into a strangled gasp as Peggy’s tongue curls in a way that completely derails his ability to think and speak and breathe, and Steve, the absolute fucker, never mind that Bucky is nearly insane with the desire to come, won’t shut up, oh God, Steve’s still talking, saying, "But I think that with the right motivation, you might manage to match her shot for shot tomorrow."
Peggy pulls back briefly, her fingers lightly stroking up and down Bucky’s thighs, and Bucky can’t tell if his incoherent moan is a plea for more or a curse because she stopped when he was so close, but he knows without opening his eyes exactly what expression is lighting up her gorgeous face when she says, "Steve, it’s cruel to get Barnes’ hopes up, we all know that that’s never going to happen," right before she swallows Bucky down again and he comes so hard he nearly blacks out.
And lastly, a few recs:
Games we play by dire_redux (Inception, Arthur/Eames, NC17) - This is an older fic recently recced to me by starlingthefool. Holy. Crap. How has this not been more widely recced? It's beautifully written and crazy hot with great characterization and SUSPENDER BONDAGE.
TO WHOM IT REALLY, REALLY CONCERNS (REALLY. SERIOUS CONCERNS.) by anon (Inception, Arthur/Eames, PG) - This is technically a WIP but it could easily stand alone as is. HILARIOUS. Epistolary/email fic, in which Dom has some serious concerns (REALLY. SERIOUS CONCERNS).
In the spirit of the season, two holidays fics:
Lemme grab a seat and I'll tell ya about our hard, hard day by SidneySussex (Avengers, Steve/Tony, Clint/Coulson, PG) - Sweet and fun. Thank you, Neve, for the rec!
And try to keep it all the year by amazingly_me / and_backagain (Inception, Arthur/Eames, PG13) - AU. The one where Arthur hates Christmas, and for good reason. This was written last year but amazingly_me recently reposted it from the kink meme. I had a lovely time rereading it.
I hope you're all having a fantastic week! ♥
To my wonderful new friends, hello and welcome! ♥ My intro post is over here so please head thataway and say hello. ;) I hang out on twitter (mostly at night bc the work browser eats tweets) and gchat (lariagwyn), so feel free to add me.
The five point rundown on me (and consequently this space): 1) Inception fandom will forever own my ♥, 2) I believe that a) Tom Hardy is a magical being, b) JGL has a very lovely [insert body part of your choice here], and c) JEREMY RENNER should always be referred to in all caps bc he is just that awesome, 3) I read Ella Enchanted, Indian in the Cupboard, and the Enchanted Forest Chronicles and watch Love Actually at least once a year, 4) Texas steak is the best steak, 5) we should all be excellent to each other (no haterade or bashing etc etc). Please make yourselves at home. ♥
I'm still working on glomp gifts (at this rate they won't be done till after Christmas, I'm so sorry *facepalm*) so instead, here's a roundup of the ficlets I wrote for the Three sentence ficathon. I never expected to use my fic:The Mummy tag again. :D NB: I should never be given the opportunity to use run on sentences bc I will abuse it shamefully.
Prompt: Avengers, Loki/Steve Rogers, Infect me with your love and fill me with your poison
"We can’t-I can’t keep doing this," says Steve as he bites back a moan.
Loki’s answering smile is poison sweet and bright-sharp, all dangerous edge and sly charm.
"Oh, Captain Rogers, if I truly believed you meant that, my feelings might be hurt," he says, and twists his wrist just so, and Steve shudders and comes, Loki’s dark, knowing gaze and knife-slash grin the only thing he can see.
Prompt: Indiana Jones/The Mummy, Indy/Rick, The race is on
"You’re a goddamned cheater, O’Connell!" Indy says, pulling at the handcuffs holding him to the hotel bedframe, the rattling of the cuffs a surprisingly harmonious accompaniment to the jangling sounds of Rick efficiently strapping on his gear, his sidearm, his spare sidearm, his numerous knives, his bandolier.
"You’re just jealous ‘cause you didn’t think of it first, ya big baby," Rick says with a wink and an irrepressible shit-eating grin that has Indy torn between wanting to punch him in the balls and kissing him breathless, pretty much status quo for all their adrenaline-fueled clashes and their (usually) sober trysts. "See you in Alexandria, sweetheart, and if I’m in a generous mood, maybe I’ll leave a little something behind for you and Sallah," he adds before slipping out the door, barely fast enough to evade the Gideon Bible Indy chucks at his head.
Prompt: Captain America, Peggy/Steve/Bucky, Target practice
"Oh my God, oh my God...--tongue, Carter--illegal...God--" and a pleasant vibration runs all the way down Bucky’s back, the rumbles of laughter that Steve is trying to suppress even as he bites Bucky’s earlobe, as he strokes his large hands (so much larger than before, Bucky’s not sure he’ll ever get used to that) down Bucky’s chest, tweaking a nipple with clever fingers, effortlessly holding up Bucky’s boneless body so it’s fully on display for Peggy and her wickedly talented mouth.
"You couldn’t outshoot Peggy on the range today," Steve murmurs in his ear, and Bucky’s half-formed reply turns into a strangled gasp as Peggy’s tongue curls in a way that completely derails his ability to think and speak and breathe, and Steve, the absolute fucker, never mind that Bucky is nearly insane with the desire to come, won’t shut up, oh God, Steve’s still talking, saying, "But I think that with the right motivation, you might manage to match her shot for shot tomorrow."
Peggy pulls back briefly, her fingers lightly stroking up and down Bucky’s thighs, and Bucky can’t tell if his incoherent moan is a plea for more or a curse because she stopped when he was so close, but he knows without opening his eyes exactly what expression is lighting up her gorgeous face when she says, "Steve, it’s cruel to get Barnes’ hopes up, we all know that that’s never going to happen," right before she swallows Bucky down again and he comes so hard he nearly blacks out.
And lastly, a few recs:
Games we play by dire_redux (Inception, Arthur/Eames, NC17) - This is an older fic recently recced to me by starlingthefool. Holy. Crap. How has this not been more widely recced? It's beautifully written and crazy hot with great characterization and SUSPENDER BONDAGE.
TO WHOM IT REALLY, REALLY CONCERNS (REALLY. SERIOUS CONCERNS.) by anon (Inception, Arthur/Eames, PG) - This is technically a WIP but it could easily stand alone as is. HILARIOUS. Epistolary/email fic, in which Dom has some serious concerns (REALLY. SERIOUS CONCERNS).
In the spirit of the season, two holidays fics:
Lemme grab a seat and I'll tell ya about our hard, hard day by SidneySussex (Avengers, Steve/Tony, Clint/Coulson, PG) - Sweet and fun. Thank you, Neve, for the rec!
And try to keep it all the year by amazingly_me / and_backagain (Inception, Arthur/Eames, PG13) - AU. The one where Arthur hates Christmas, and for good reason. This was written last year but amazingly_me recently reposted it from the kink meme. I had a lovely time rereading it.
I hope you're all having a fantastic week! ♥