five acts meme

[magisterequitum]

I've never done Five Acts before, but I've always been tempted. And ha, during law finals seems like a good time to do so! Or I'm just really wanting to read/write sex and sexuality right now.

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[phrenitis]

I need this for Donna/Harvey like I need breathing.

This is my Christmas wish.

[yoursecretsoul]

Burn This City Down | Josh/Donna

She'd known Josh for so many years by now. They had been co-workers and friends, confidantes and companions; they had been with each other through the thick and the thin.

Somehow, before now, she'd never known Josh like this. She'd known that this Josh existed, but only through gossip and idle chatter - some from Amy, but some of it surely came from Josh's own lips

[magisterequitum]

I haven't been able to read this till now because I had all my law school finals

BUT THANK YOU SO MUCH.

It's so hard to find J/D fic and good ones and this is so so so great. And perfect for them.

[abvj]

equivocation, harvey/donna, 2,090 words

[shiegra]

A/N: so, I hope you have comment notifications on and I hope you don't mind, but I decided the way to relieve tension was to skate through your past memes and try to leave you presents. Sadly I only know some of your fandoms but I want to leave you many, many presents. (Also I am mildly tipsy, so feel free to smack me upside the head a little if I get out of hand.)

completely unnamed elena/elijah

[magisterequitum]

THE POWER DYNAMIC

You get it so well always when you write them and I always feel so greedy because I never tire ever of you writing them. It's just that great push and pull and restrain and performance. I love it.

The mood of this is just delicious.

Thank you so much for all of these. It was truly so great to read all of them.

[shiegra]

It has been a million years since I read this series so I HOPE ANY OF THIS MAKES SENSE.

ha. haha. still untitled his dark materials <3

Asriel is uncontrolled.

Marisa wants to laugh. She wants to crawl her fingers into his hair, tug his brutal mouth down to her stomach, exult in who he is - what she commands - what they've created. Between the two of them is a battlefield but also so much - so much - more, and soon there will be more still. There will be a child. (Will she tell him? Neither Marisa's thorny heart nor calculated mind can tell.)

But she knows when she kisses him, when his big body presses her against the bookshelves and all her plans twist and knot diabolically in her mind she's perilously close to not being able to tell. Asriel breathes out a guttural deep, sharp breath into her mouth and she wants to sink her nails in and pull him into her, into the pious strictures on the shelf behind her, into the pearly holy shine of the artifacts they've pressed beneath their bodies.

This is real, she wants to but will never

[magisterequitum]

NOW YOU'RE JUST SPOILING ME.

Forgive me if I just read this over and over again. Forever my favorite otp.