asoiaf, a bunch of people, big damn kisses/(grand) romantic gestures/confessions, pg13janie_tangerineNovember 29 2012, 17:42:03 UTC
Okay, uh, so, I really liked your prompts. And this happened. It's five different parts so I'm just posting each part under this comment - I have no idea what possessed me but I really hope it fits the bill. Also, some of these are blatantly AU and blatantly denying canon. Also I'm going to shut up and go on with it. I really hope it fits the bill. ;)
“As much as it pains me to say so, it seems like you won your freedom, serJaime just barely hears it - he couldn’t care less for what Stannis Baratheon, newly crowned ruler of the seven kingdoms, has to say about his trial
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Sam supposes he should be happy that after the first couple of weeks, everyone but Ser Thorne quits with jokes about him being Jon’s lady love - they probably found them old, by now. Sam is grateful for that because he doesn’t exactly need to hear it spoken - everyone assumes that he blushes and looks down at the ground whenever he hears one because he feels ashamed. No one knows that Sam wishes it was the case and that he never wants Jon to find out - the last thing he knows is alienating his first real friend not even a month after they meet
( ... )
3 - Stannis/Davos (sort-of-romantic-gesture, from Stannis' pov at least) [pre-series]janie_tangerineNovember 29 2012, 17:47:19 UTC
“You knighted a smuggler?”
Davos sighs as he stands outside the door at the Red Keep along with a number of men that either Stannis or the king have knighted during the rebellion. Some of them are supposed to receive their title during a ceremony a short while from now. Others merely need to have signed some papers that would grant them property over whatever lands they’ve been accorded. Apparently the king and his brother had been going over the names of the last category.
Apparently they reached his. He knows that someone is staring at him. Davos merely touches the pouch on his neck and sighs, waiting for the fallout. He shouldn’t have assumed that every lord was the same as Stannis.
“I did,” Stannis replies. His voice doesn’t waver. “And you are going to seal those papers.”
Someone whistles - Stannis might be the king’s brother, but Davos is quite sure that you’re not supposed to address your king like that, related to him or not.
“Oh, I am?”
“R - your Grace. If that smuggler hadn’t provided food during the siege of Storm’s
( ... )
Re: bunheads | boo/sasha {confession + big damn kiss} | you can't go back to ConstantinopleozmissageNovember 30 2012, 18:38:58 UTC
This is so lovely and wonderful and just Sasha, man. She breaks my heart a lot, and I love how Boo helps just by being there. Thank you so much for this!
Who needs poetry in a love song (Justified, Raylan/Tim)linndechirNovember 29 2012, 23:43:09 UTC
Who needs poetry in a love song (Justified, Raylan/Tim, Grand Romantic Gestures and a not quite so Big Damn Kiss) I tried my best to make this fit with the tropes, but Tim is kind of terrible at being romantic and small romantic gestures are already a huge deal for him. Also, I might be back to write more for you because I love this ship. I hope you like it.Raylan listens intently as Tim's breathing slows down, one arm still wrapped around Tim's body, the other in his messy hair. Tim is heavy on top of him, but Raylan enjoys the warmth and the closeness for as long as it lasts, knows that it won't be long before Tim rolls off him and turns his back, and that's usually Raylan's clue to leave. It's not that Tim's a jerk - he doesn't mind Raylan sleeping on the couch, and he cooks a wicked breakfast in the morning - it's just that he's a shitty sleeper who doesn't like having people in his bed. Always has been, he says, though Raylan is pretty sure that two tours in Afghanistan had a hand in sending Tim wandering through his apartment in
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Re: Who needs poetry in a love song (Justified, Raylan/Tim)ozmissageNovember 30 2012, 18:44:24 UTC
AWWW. <333 Okay, see this is exactly how I like my grand romantic gestures: they only need to be epic for the person doing them and for Tim, I totally believe that admitting that he wants Raylan to stay with him is a huge deal. I love how sweet and understated this was, the tone completely captured everything I adore about this ship. Thank you so much!
“You play down your accent at work,” Karen tells him, her finger slipping lightly down his profile.
He’s facing her, pretending to sleep. He always lays like a log after they screw. Until she gets him going again.
She hears birds calling through the open sliding screen door to her balcony. Karen’s apartment faces the ocean. Her rent is a song for the area. She’s thankful to the CI who gave her the tip about it. She told Raylan she flashed the landlord her tits. She thinks he believes her.
He wrinkles his nose at her and opens his eyes. “So what?”
She slides down the bed and props herself up on an elbow, keeping the sheet around her chest. “Nothing,” she says. “I just noticed, getting to know you outside the office. And,” she looks right at him and adds in a low voice, “I like it
( ... )
It's hot and completely grounded in character--I love the idea that Karen gets off on his accent. Also this line: He proceeds to talk like a hard-boiled poet, wrapped in tobacco and soaked in moonshine, while he fucks her. That is such a vivid, stunning line. My jaw dropped a little, not even kidding right now.
moonlight and snogging--HP, Remus/Sirius, big damn kiss, PG13, 1/2pann_cakeDecember 4 2012, 20:51:28 UTC
“I can’t believe this is fucking happening,” Sirius grumbles for what had to be the ninety-ninth time that morning. James rolled his eyes. He’s just as concerned about Remus’s whereabouts, he truly is. But he also realizes that this isn’t Moony’s first post-werewolf-morning, and he knows the bloke can handle himself. Still, they’re out in the forbidden forest just after dawn, all of them wearing tatters of clothes from their first attempt at animagus transformations. It’s freezing, Peter still has rat ears sprouting through his tousled hair, and Sirius just will not stop worrying“We’ll find him, Pads,” James says, again, nudging him with his elbow as they trudged through the forest
( ... )
Re: moonlight and snogging--HP, Remus/Sirius, big damn kiss, PG13, 2/2pann_cakeDecember 4 2012, 20:51:41 UTC
Then Sirius grabs Remus by the collar of his shirt and pulls him forward. James was expecting a hug and some muttered apologies. He was not expecting to see his two best friends start snogging each other in the middle of the Forbidden Forest, hands clutching at their torn clothes and mouths not stopping for a second.
Beside him, Peter has flushed crimson. James just smirks and leans his arm atop Peter’s shoulder. “Better get used to it, mate. I’m sure they won’t come up for air until they absolutely have to.”
At that, Sirius flips James off over his shoulder but still doesn’t detach himself from Remus. And James doesn’t really blame him, this was building for years now. To think all it took was illegally becoming animagi and losing Moony in the woods
( ... )
Re: moonlight and snogging--HP, Remus/Sirius, big damn kiss, PG13, 2/2ozmissageDecember 6 2012, 04:07:59 UTC
Okay, so this was amazing.
I seriously did not realize how much I was missing these two until I read this. Panicked Sirius! First-time makeouts! THE MAP IDEA! Oh, Marauder era, how so flawless? This was such a lovely treat, dear. Thank you so, so much! <333
Re: moonlight and snogging--HP, Remus/Sirius, big damn kiss, PG13, 2/2pann_cakeDecember 13 2012, 00:15:50 UTC
Hehehe, I'm so glad you liked it! I haven't written (or read...or watched) HP in so long and I've really missed it. I think this was my first attempt at Marauder era fic, so I'm THRILLED you enjoyed it. More Remus/Sirius forever, pls. ;D
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Davos sighs as he stands outside the door at the Red Keep along with a number of men that either Stannis or the king have knighted during the rebellion. Some of them are supposed to receive their title during a ceremony a short while from now. Others merely need to have signed some papers that would grant them property over whatever lands they’ve been accorded. Apparently the king and his brother had been going over the names of the last category.
Apparently they reached his. He knows that someone is staring at him. Davos merely touches the pouch on his neck and sighs, waiting for the fallout. He shouldn’t have assumed that every lord was the same as Stannis.
“I did,” Stannis replies. His voice doesn’t waver. “And you are going to seal those papers.”
Someone whistles - Stannis might be the king’s brother, but Davos is quite sure that you’re not supposed to address your king like that, related to him or not.
“Oh, I am?”
“R - your Grace. If that smuggler hadn’t provided food during the siege of Storm’s ( ... )
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I tried my best to make this fit with the tropes, but Tim is kind of terrible at being romantic and small romantic gestures are already a huge deal for him. Also, I might be back to write more for you because I love this ship. I hope you like it.Raylan listens intently as Tim's breathing slows down, one arm still wrapped around Tim's body, the other in his messy hair. Tim is heavy on top of him, but Raylan enjoys the warmth and the closeness for as long as it lasts, knows that it won't be long before Tim rolls off him and turns his back, and that's usually Raylan's clue to leave. It's not that Tim's a jerk - he doesn't mind Raylan sleeping on the couch, and he cooks a wicked breakfast in the morning - it's just that he's a shitty sleeper who doesn't like having people in his bed. Always has been, he says, though Raylan is pretty sure that two tours in Afghanistan had a hand in sending Tim wandering through his apartment in ( ... )
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This isn't a ship I write a lot, but I'll read the hell out of it when done well. This was a great little fic :D
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He’s facing her, pretending to sleep. He always lays like a log after they screw. Until she gets him going again.
She hears birds calling through the open sliding screen door to her balcony. Karen’s apartment faces the ocean. Her rent is a song for the area. She’s thankful to the CI who gave her the tip about it. She told Raylan she flashed the landlord her tits. She thinks he believes her.
He wrinkles his nose at her and opens his eyes. “So what?”
She slides down the bed and props herself up on an elbow, keeping the sheet around her chest. “Nothing,” she says. “I just noticed, getting to know you outside the office. And,” she looks right at him and adds in a low voice, “I like it ( ... )
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DUDE. DUDE.
I LOVE EVERYTHING THIS FICLET CHOOSES TO BE.
It's hot and completely grounded in character--I love the idea that Karen gets off on his accent. Also this line: He proceeds to talk like a hard-boiled poet, wrapped in tobacco and soaked in moonshine, while he fucks her. That is such a vivid, stunning line. My jaw dropped a little, not even kidding right now.
Thank you so much for this! <333
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Beside him, Peter has flushed crimson. James just smirks and leans his arm atop Peter’s shoulder. “Better get used to it, mate. I’m sure they won’t come up for air until they absolutely have to.”
At that, Sirius flips James off over his shoulder but still doesn’t detach himself from Remus. And James doesn’t really blame him, this was building for years now. To think all it took was illegally becoming animagi and losing Moony in the woods ( ... )
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I seriously did not realize how much I was missing these two until I read this. Panicked Sirius! First-time makeouts! THE MAP IDEA! Oh, Marauder era, how so flawless? This was such a lovely treat, dear. Thank you so, so much! <333
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