Hot Fuzz recs
In which Danny and Nicholas get to know one another intimately (abridged version) by tawg
Nicholas/Danny, PG, 1100 words, post-'first time', humour.
“So,” Danny started, “when did you… you know?”
Nicholas looked lazily over at him. A lazy Nicholas was a completely foreign object to Danny. That said, a lot of things that had just happened in this room were pretty foreign to Danny. “Know what?” Nicholas asked.
“Know that you were…” Danny paused, and struggled with both words and the rather pathetic blush that was suffocating him from the inside. “Into guys,” he finished lamely.
“Nineteen eighty-seven,” Nicholas replied promptly.
Danny stared at him. “I was thinkin’ more in terms of an event,” he said slowly.
Untitled by calathea
Nicholas/Danny, G, 640 words, pre-slash. Summary: something about Nick giving Danny gifts.
So Danny was trying to be more... more something, about Nick's little gifts. More adult. More Nicholas-like. He was also trying not to look with longing at the machine in the motorway service station on the M4, with the big claw and the tank full of stupid cuddly toys, except there was this HILARIOUS rabbit, with a cowboy hat, and yeah, the cowboy hat maybe brought back some memories that weren't all good, but rabbit! In a cowboy hat! Wicked!
Danny Butterman's Magical Box o' Love by koshiroryuu
Nicholas/Danny, PG, 1800 words, first time, humour. Summary: Independence Day is a shit film. It's absolute bollocks. They could've been watching gay porn!
Danny Butterman did not hide DVDs, which was why Nicholas was so surprised one evening to spot, near Danny's foot, what appeared to be the corner of a small cardboard box full of them shoved haphazardly underneath Danny's sofa.
"Danny," he said, "Are those DVDs in that box?"
"What box?" said Danny, and he kicked it, hard, out of sight. Nicholas heard something crunch.
Five Things that Never Happened in Sandford, Gloucestershire by annlarimer
Gen-ish, Nicholas/Danny, PG, 4500 words, five AU ficlets, pre-slash, angst, character death, some humour. Summary: You know those things that happened? These aren't them. They. Oh, whatever.
"It would appear the heavens have opened."
Angel's got this bit down cold. Rain, suitcase, plant, keys, fascist, hag, fascism, bless you.
He's tried not checking in, buying a fun-cam, and going straight to the crypt for photos. But of course they've been watching him since his train arrived. (There's probably nothing the matter with his cottage at all -- he's been put in the Swan because it's easier to keep track of his comings and goings.) The NWA are always waiting for him, and his only consolation is that he gets off a few cutting insults at Frank before he's shot or stabbed. That sort of thing is normally beneath him, but it's worth it for Frank's expression of surprise.
In any case, experience says it's best to check in.
How to Take Care of a Japanese Peace Lily by fivil
Gen-ish, Nicholas/Danny, PG, 1400 words, pre-slash, some angst. Summary: The two most important relationships in his life are the peace lily, and his best mate.
"Why'd they call it a peace lily, though?" Danny wants to know. His big hand is reaching for the flower but Nicholas' own blocks it.
"I'm not sure," Nicholas replies honestly. "Perhaps because its flowers are white."
"They've not had many wars in Japan, I s'pose," Danny says, "since, y'know, that movie Seven Samurais. Oh, my mum had water lilies in the garden."
They're a completely different family of flowers, but Nicholas doesn't point this out, instead brushes some of the earth off the side of the pot and then places his hand on Danny's shoulder.
"I'd love to see them," he says and even if not a fan of botany, Danny looks pleased.
One And One Is Two by prairiestar
Andy/Andy (pre-slash), Nicholas/Danny (established relationship), PG-13, 4000 words.
"Ta, Danny." Doris stood, and turned an appraising eye on the two detectives. "I've got an better idea, though. I'll buy the next two rounds for everyone-" a small, surprised cheer went up around the table- "if Andy gives his little partner there a nice, thorough snogging."
Wainwright's confident grin went slightly sour, then fell off his face. Cartwright's eyes flashed panic and he looked down. And after beat of silence... laughter blossomed all around the table. Doris beamed triumphantly at Wainwright, took a small bow, and then took her seat.
"Well played, PC Thatcher." Nicholas's eyes twinkled as he looked at her with new admiration. "Bravo."
"Yeah, well." Doris nodded, graciously accepting the compliment. "I ain't without a sense of feminist wotcher-callit, empowerment, no matter wot you lot might think sometimes. Plus..." And she directed Nick's gaze towards the birthday boy with a fond smile. "I knew he'd like it."
"Oh, come on! Do it!!" Danny yelled, delighting in the Andys' embarrassment.
Encounter at Cooper's Farm by pandonkey
Nicholas/Danny, PG, 1073 words, first time. Summary: Nicholas finally notices something.
Before half a moment had passed, the bull broke his stare and bore toward them, and Nicholas and Danny turned in one synchronized motion to run. The bull was close behind them as they neared a brush-covered ditch at the bottom of the hill, and Danny took a quick look behind him, grabbed Nicholas, and flung the both of them down at a roll into the ditch. They heard the bull, seemingly thwarted by their sudden disappearance into the overhanging greenery, go tearing past overhead.
They lay face-to-face on their sides in the ditch, breathing hard. Nicholas grinned approvingly - and rather proudly - at Danny. “You’ve really become quite good, you know.”
Danny blushed, his face going an even brighter red than it had from the running. “Eh, well, I’ve learned from the best.” He smiled, meeting Nicholas’s eyes - then his gaze shifted down a bit. The glance lasted the barest of seconds before Danny looked away again, tilting his head as if to listen. “S’pose we’ve lost him?”
The Man with the Stick by annlarimer
Andys, Nicholas/Danny, PG, 100 words, humour.
How large is the stick up Nicholas Angel's arse?
