FNL recs
I have nothing of my own to post right now. Instead, I have recs? :D?
That Fragile Kind of Forever by hoosierbitch. Tim & Billy backstory.
Really, Tim’s practically grown now. He’s got no right to still look like he’s five and been left after school and no one’s coming to pick him up. ‘Cause Billy hadn’t forgotten to get him that many days, and really, it was practically walking distance back to the house anyway. Billy always found him on the same swing set, sitting still, staring the wrong way down the road.
Burn Your Mansion To The Ground (Five Ways Lyla Garrity Leaves Dillon) by inlovewithnight. Lyla character study.
She's drunk, fucking drunk, ridiculously drunk. She's tried being good and she's tried being Godly and neither one of them did anything but leave her flat on her butt and mad at everything.
Nothing In My Pockets and Nothing Up My Sleeve by inlovewithnight
"Not flunking anything, are you, Saracen?" Jason asks, and Matt just shakes his head. Jason won't ask more and Matt won't offer, because as long as he'll be eligible to play nobody cares about the rest, except Mrs. Taylor with her serious eyes telling him he needs to start thinking about taking practice tests and planning for applications. He'll end up leaving her office with a whole lot of papers he'll throw out on his way to meet Landry in the parking lot. Matt doesn't want to make her all disappointed by telling her there isn't any point, even though there's not.
That Fragile Kind of Forever by hoosierbitch. Tim & Billy backstory.
Really, Tim’s practically grown now. He’s got no right to still look like he’s five and been left after school and no one’s coming to pick him up. ‘Cause Billy hadn’t forgotten to get him that many days, and really, it was practically walking distance back to the house anyway. Billy always found him on the same swing set, sitting still, staring the wrong way down the road.
Burn Your Mansion To The Ground (Five Ways Lyla Garrity Leaves Dillon) by inlovewithnight. Lyla character study.
She's drunk, fucking drunk, ridiculously drunk. She's tried being good and she's tried being Godly and neither one of them did anything but leave her flat on her butt and mad at everything.
Nothing In My Pockets and Nothing Up My Sleeve by inlovewithnight
"Not flunking anything, are you, Saracen?" Jason asks, and Matt just shakes his head. Jason won't ask more and Matt won't offer, because as long as he'll be eligible to play nobody cares about the rest, except Mrs. Taylor with her serious eyes telling him he needs to start thinking about taking practice tests and planning for applications. He'll end up leaving her office with a whole lot of papers he'll throw out on his way to meet Landry in the parking lot. Matt doesn't want to make her all disappointed by telling her there isn't any point, even though there's not.