Two (2!) stories for me, and both of them amazing.
Just A Job, Southland. John Cooper knows better. Understated, yearn-y holy hot Cooper/Sherman, and supercool Chickie and Cesar, and this one line that made me whimper. Out loud. This story makes me love Cooper even more than I did before, so it's possible I have been replaced on a molecular level with little glowy sparks of John Cooper love.
And
It's The Thought That Counts, Harold and Kumar. "Dude, don't even lie about how you're totally into me," Kumar says. HEE. This is flail-my-hands-about-giddily damn near perfect, makes me crave a half-eaten burrito, and the Kumar voice kills.
Thank you, Yuletide authors and organizers. I could not be happier or grinning more foolishly.
It's a beautiful day today and I have a lull between family things (and thank everything for my family being here and happy and all that) for lazing about on the couch with my computer. Love and win.
P.S. The Archive of Our Own is a wee bit swamped today, but you want to remember these links for later even if you don't get them loaded today. Because! AWESOME. (Also, authors, am having trouble leaving comments, but be assured my love is real and it can be seen from outer space.)