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This isn't our parade, Pacific Rim, Mako Mori/Raleigh Becket, NC17
This isn't our parade
Pacific Rim, Mako Mori/Raleigh Becket
( It's been a year since the Human-Kaiju War. While some things change, others stay the same: The deeper the bond, the better you fight. ) -
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My whole internet existence is Pacific Rim right now. The novel-in-progress is currently sitting on my desk while I write all the Mako/Raleigh porn.
All of it.
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Into the silence; Pacific Rim, Mako/Raleigh, PG13
There was never a need to think about the future, before. Before there was only the fight, simulations and redesigns, mean averages to calculate and days measured in the cold precision between disasters. Through the gauzy film of memory that had bled over in the drift there was ice and snow and water, chain-link fences and metal sparks. Those ( Read more... ) -
A Scandal in Latveria, pt. II
“Alright, so you already know the story. My dad helps make Captain America in a basement in Brooklyn, Steve goes on to be a national treasure, and Howard spends the next fifty years looking for Steve after he drops into the ocean. Everybody knows the story: S.H.I.E.L.D., the C.I.A., at least half of Congress - shit, even Barack Obama knows. Which, ( Read more... ) -
A Scandal in Latveria, pt. I
After the Manhattan incident, SHIELD wanted files on every super-person on the planet, human, Asgardian or otherwise. Phil Coulson’s vacation time was put on indefinite suspension and he was back in the recruitment business. Portland was going to have to wait.
The Fantastic Four were the first to pop up on Fury’s radar, mostly because they weren’t ( Read more... ) -
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I know this is a bad time to be feeling this way, since I'm stuck working more over the holidays, but I've once again reached that threshold where I kind of emotionally can't stand being at work. Dealing with hundreds of customers every single day, on top of around twenty whining, infantile coworkers who can't see beyond their own assholes, from ( Read more... ) -
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This roadtrip fic has turned into a 10k+ epic and I'm not even done with the first draft yet. It's a Thanksgiving miracle. Or something.
Moral of the story: Drink while you write. You will get shit done. -
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When Phil asked JARVIS where Tony and Steve were, he didn’t expect the AI to tell them they were in the garage plotting their escape. It seemed too good to be true, and the AI didn’t even sound all that sorry about ratting them out. Still when he found them in the garage with a mountain of suitcases (nearly all Tony’s), Phil wasn’t surprised.
“What’ ( Read more... )
