“Hey. I heard you were in the neighborhood.” “Lou? Oh, hi…how’d you know? Rooney?” “Nope. My daughter.” “Your…?” “Apparently I’m your neighbor.” “You’re…oh my god…You’re Fiona’s mom.” “I am…and I hear you’re providing after school entertainment for her.” “If by that you mean she comes over to beat my ass in Mario Kart every day, then yes.” “Well, it’s better than hearing complaints from Mr. Tuttle about her hiding his dentures under the couch cushions.” “Yeah, well…she’s a good kid. Colorful mouth, way too smart for her own good, but a good kid.” “She is…just don’t corrupt her.” “Me? Corrupt a young, impressionable soul? Never.” “Uh-huh. I trust you…but hurt her, and I won’t hesitate to castrate you.” “Ouch. Y’know, I see the resemblance now.” “Good night, Santi…nice hoodie, by the way.”
hey !! this intro post is hecka late i’m sorry .. i was half sleep when i sent in my app & was out all day today so .. that’s my excuse jsdnsjdf but !! i’m sloane, sixteen, she/her pronouns & i’m lit in love w nam joo hyuk ,, & when i was picking a faceclaim for jinsun i just thought joo hyuk fit perfectly ?? so yea this is park jinsun, your resident sad puppy !! below the cut is some info about him, i don’t have any of my pages set up yet but i promise i will definitely set them up tomorrow !! if you want you can give this post a like & i’ll mssg you to plot, or you can mssg me yourself !! happy reading !! ( not rly his life is p sad .. )
i must say, i seriously have the best, most talented, gracious and generous friends in the history of the universe. not one, but TWO of these terrific individuals have recently written Gradence fic partially and/or fully for my benefit and the least I can do is make sure they get recognized!
keep in mind, i’m not just recc’ing these because they’re written by my friends - i’m also recc’ing them because damn, they are good. so if gradence is your jam, check these out! i’ve already died and been resurrected a dozen times as a direct result of these.
You’d Be So Nice to Come Home To by Cymbelines aka @marsza Mod!AU, explicit, Ch. 1/3 Percival Graves goes out of state because of an ongoing investigation, leaving Credence behind in New York City. When a few days turns into a week, the two become more than a little desperate for a reunion. Incidentally, Graves had never been particularly keen on cellphones, but Credence discovers a good enough reason to familiarize him with all the perks of technology.
Hahaha holy fuck, just read this. It’s all of my Gradence-related hopes and dreams and fantasies and some of my most indulgent kinks in a beautifully wrapped package. I’m talkin, dirty texting, phone sex, weak!Graves, unexpectedly-saucy!Credence… it’s so good. And… *clenches fist* …there are still two chapters on the horizon.
Turn Away by felix_atticus
Prison!AU, canon compliant, mature, 2.1k words The summary on AO3 really undersells this short but powerful story, but to give you an idea - Real!Graves is on a mission to exonerate Credence from prison after the events of the movie, but Credence is absolutely not interested. This story is dark and poignant and so effective in every way. It doesn’t ascribe to the traditional Graves/Credence dynamic, instead looking at these characters through a more realistic - if not cynical - lens, all while exploring the concept of Credence’s agency. There is no fluff here. A must-read.
Worship by felix_atticus
PWP, d/s, explicit, 8.7k words Yeah, this is exactly what it sounds like, and it’s great. This is just pure shameless smut, but in the best way. Sub!Credence is sweet and faithful and desperate to please, dom!Graves is commanding but so loving and attentive to Credence’s needs, ugh. Also featuring liberal use of the daddy kink, lol.