last one of the evening i promise

The Future!Darcy Week ~ Day Five: “Taxes” and/or “Infiltration”

@fuckyeahdarcylewis

After ten years of being with Bucky, both he and Darcy are getting a little tired of having to suffer through the whole “Darcy’s been kidnapped by the baddie of the week routine,” but if Bucky’s called upon to infiltrate one of the last remaining HYDRA bases to get to the love of his life… well, what’s a guy to do? That’s their Tuesday evening plans, for you.


“No, seriously, boys,” Darcy looked at the black-clad gun-toting duo sitting across from her. “You two don’t seem so bad, and I really want to do you a favor here. I’m telling you the Winter Soldier is going to be coming within the next two minutes - two minutes, I promise; we have this down to a science by now - and it would really be much better for everyone concerned if you let me go so that I could just meet him on the roof.”

“Quit bluffing and shut up!” the guy in charge barked from the other side of the abandoned warehouse.

Typical.

Raising her eyebrows and now feeling somehow less then unimpressed with the entire affair, Darcy sighed and shrugged, doing as told.

A minute and a half later, there was a subtle thump on the roof of the warehouse, and all eyes swung upwards. Then the two across from her looked slowly at Darcy, fear already glinting in their eyes.

She grinned at them. “I told you so.” 

Hey, it’s me. You probably don’t want to hear from me, but this is the last time. Promise. Just hear me out, okay? You and me, one last time down memory lane.

I’m sorry how everything turned out, how we can’t even keep a text conversation past ‘how are you’ and 'good.’ How everything seems to be tainted by some ulterior motive, and everything feels like heartbreak. But I don’t regret any of the time spent with you, and I hope you don’t regret any of the talks we had until 3AM or our friendship.

I hope you know that even though we can’t look at each other, I’m still here for you. If you call, I’ll be on the other end of the phone. Always.

I care deeply about you, which is why this is the last time I’m calling.

—  voicemail #1 // c.h.

okay pls let me elaborate on why i love “look for the force and you will always find me” so much one last time. chirrut and blaze’s relationship on based on trust, and this trust is absolute. these words, chirrut’s last words, are not a promise or consolation or some shit, bc they don’t need that. chirrut has no doubt that he and baze are meant to be together, he has no doubt that even death can’t change that, and he has no doubt that baze is gonna be looking for him in the afterlife. so he is not giving any promises, they are so past promises in their relationship; no, instead he leaves an instruction on how to find him. what he says is “we will always find each other, and i will be waiting for you, so here’s where you need to go so we can meet again and spend our eternity together”. i just can’t believe how big their love is and how sure they are of each other

Okay, let this be my last post commenting on YOI episode 12 because I just want to get these thoughts out of my mind already and move on to impatiently waiting for season 2 of my beloved Yuri on Ice.

I spent the past few days thinking about why so many people felt unsatisfied or even disappointed by episode 12 and I think I’ve reached a conclusion most of us can agree with: It didn’t deliver an emotional climax.

I don’t know if it tried to deliver one and failed or it just chose not to, hoping that the promise of season 2 would be enough, but the point is that there was none.

What do I mean by ‘emotional climax’? Like the kiss in episode 7, or the airport scene in episode 9, or the engagement and banquet in episode 10. Something that shocked and awed everyone at the same time, that amazing surprise, that big development that changed things and meant something but also that made us feel something. That positive punch in the gut.

And episode 12 just… had nothing like that.

I mean the pair skate was beautiful and I adored it and that last scene when Yuuri is running down the bridge in Saint Petersburg to meet Victor and Yurio was just as great and actually had me squealing quietly, but it wasn’t quite the level of what we’ve seen before.

And I can honestly understand why people feel unsatisfied. Because, in simple terms, we got the build-up but the pay-off never came. What I mean by this can be explained by what we’ve seen in episodes 6 to 10. 6 was a build-up to the developments we later see in 7, while 8 was a build-up to 9 and 10. Episodes 6 and 8 may have been less eventful in terms of developing Victor and Yuuri’s relationship, but in the end they were necessary and important for what happened in the following episodes. They weren’t all that satisfying on their own (this especially went for ep 8, I think) but paired with the events of the next episode, we all but forgot about that uneventfulness because it overall contributed to the amazing feeling we got once we hit that emotional climax (like the airport scene in ep 9 and the following engagement in ep 10).

Now, this is relevant to ep 12 in a few ways. Episode 11 certainly felt like build-up to something big, and that would make sense, I think we can agree here, we all felt like something big was coming in episode 12 (as is usually the case with finales). And by “something big” I don’t necessarily mean Yuuri winning gold or a wedding (though admittedly, many of us would have liked that). I think most of us though simply expected and were looking forward to Victor and Yuuri’s bedroom conversation, to them finally getting on the same page and understanding each others’ feelings. I think most us just wanted to hear Victor say that he wants to stay with Yuuri, even if he will no longer be his coach. I think we all wanted to hear that their private relationship is just as important as (if not more important than) their professional one and that just… never happened.

As of right now, Victor and Yuuri still don’t seem to be clear on what their relationship is and what they want from and for each other and we certainly haven’t seen them openly discuss it, despite the fact that ep 11 was building up to that and setting up that scene. So we basically got the build-up, but instead of the climax, the tension just sort of plateaued then began slowly falling.

I’m more than willing to attribute this to the fact that the ending was changed last-minute in order to accommodate for a second season, and perhaps the original ending did have an emotional climax to it, but this one just didn’t.

I mean, Yuuri’s flawless Free Skate had a climax of its own and I think it was great and important, but for example both Victor and Yuuri’s decisions to continue/return to skating were rather anticlimactic. They were relevant of course, but they sort of appeared and disappeared without really trying to move the viewers - they were mostly just plainly stated and the audience was left to somehow feel something from that.

At the same time though, I don’t think that episode 12 was bad or that making a second season is a bad idea. I’ve already said this the week before episode 12 was released but it was impossible to fit a satisfying conclusion into just 23 minutes. It just wasn’t physically doable. I’m sure the original ending tried to do it, but I doubt it would have succeeded either. It would probably also be unsatisfying in some way, but it wouldn’t even leave an option for a second season.

So overall, I’d say it was a good thing. Because a second season can give us character backstories (*cough* like for Victor and Yurio *cough*), and more character interactions, and more development, both in terms of characters and relationships, and an actual satisfying conclusion that wouldn’t feel rushed.

Victor will be able to return to his career, then properly retire when the time comes (rather than do so abruptly after taking a break), Yuuri will be able to get that gold medal he deserves (and we can explore his psychology deeper) and  Yurio will (hopefully) get more screentime and we will be able to understand him and relate to him better (and he’ll have more screentime which is always a good thing for someone that was meant to be a main character and then sort of faded into the background).

So yeah, overall, the ending of the anime lacked an emotional climax, that positive punch in the gut that forced us to feel things, which left many of us feeling a bit empty and unsatisfied. But at the same time, I’m not upset with episode 12 at all because it’s a promise of getting to know these characters better and of a proper, wholesome conclusion - both of these being key in a character-driven story such as Yuri on Ice.

He Promised

Originally posted by johns-boyega


Requested: By some evil anon that wanted to rip out my heart. (Thank you :))

Pairings: Cassian Andor x Reader

Summary: Scarif may be done for, but Y/N has a few last words for the love of her life.

Warnings: angST, character death, Rogue One spoilers

Word Count: 1,034

A/N: I don’t know what happened. This is that fastest that I have ever written an imagine, and I almost made myself cry?? This man is going to be the death of me.

This wasn’t happening.

He was the best spy that you had and even when he went away, you knew in your heart that he was going to come back. He promised.

He was strong. Strong willed, strong minded. He was supposed to come back to you. “Cassian?” you called into his ear piece. You had never been so grateful for them. You had thought that you were thankful after all of the countless times that you guided him through Empire territory, but now, you were thanking whatever god that there may be that you were there for him.

“Y/N?” he was out of breath. You knew that he had been injured, but at this point he sounded like he was floating away. “Is that you?”

“Yes, Cass it’s me.” You felt the tears streaming down your cheeks. People all around you were breathing quiet sighs of relief. The plans had made it through, you had just an inkling of hope again. It was exactly what the rebellion needed. But you needed him.

“I’m so sorry.” He said quietly. His voice was so soft that you almost couldn’t hear him.

“It’s okay, Cass. You don’t have to apologize.” The tears were coming harder now, but there was no way in hell that Cassian was going to be able to hear them. He needed you now, and by all means you were going to be there for him.

“I just want to say-”

“Don’t act like this is goodbye.” You said, the words coming out more harshly than you had expected. “I can’t handle it if you act like this is goodbye.”

His breathing was growing heavier. This was bad. This was very, very bad. You had been praying in the back of your mind for a miracle, maybe since the day that you had met him. Just one crazy miracle of your own. That both of you were going to make it through this. That you were going to walk out the other side with Cassian’s hand in yours.

But there is a reason that they are called miracles. They don’t come around often.

“Y/N?” Cassian’s voice called you back to reality.  

“Hmm?” you hummed, knowing that if you tried to form words he would hear the frog in your throat. You weren’t going to tell him that you were crying. You were going to give him one last grace while he was still in this universe, if it was the last thing that you did.

“If this isn’t goodbye, then what is it?” Leave it to him to make you laugh at a time like this. But it wasn’t a laugh that lifted spirits. It reminded you of the tension that was making your body seize up.

“It’s… see you later.” You said after a moment of thought. If the force was real, and you knew in your heart of hearts that it was, then you would be seeing each other again.

“I better not be seeing you for a long time.” He said, his voice still soft, but a new edge of determination had peeped through.

Of course, even at a time like this, he was trying to protect you. To make sure that you were going to be okay. Next to the rebellion, he cared about you. Sometimes he would lie and say that you came before the rebellion, and sometimes, you like to pretend that it was true.

“I love you.” you said, before realizing that you hadn’t said anything loud enough for him to heat you. The tears were coming in hordes now, and you had to take a moment to catch your breath. “I love you.” you said again, wanting to be sure that he heard it.

“I love you more,” he said, and you could hear the smile in his voice. Maybe that was your miracle. He was smiling. Not as big of a miracle as you had hoped for, but you were grateful for what you were granted. If the universe gave you a smile, you were hardly going to turn up your nose at it.

“I love you most.” You replied.

“Just this once, maybe let me win?”

It was the same joke that he had made countless times before, insisting that there was no way that you could possibly love him more than he loved you. He had taken his hand in yours, laying it over his heart. “You feel that?” he would say. “It’s all yours.”

You laid your hand over your own heart now, reminding yourself that it was still beating. “Alright, Cassian, you love me most.”

“Of course I do. All yours love.” You knew that his hand was on his heart as well. You couldn’t explain how, you just knew. “Promise me that you are going to-”

“Cassian?” Your heart was out of control. “Cassian?” You asked one more time. But you knew. It had only been a matter of time.

The blood was roaring in your ears, and you knew that there was no reason to stop the tears. They flowed freely, racking your body with sobs. You felt yourself shaking, unable to stop yourself. You felt helpless.

Cassian was gone. They were all gone. ‘Rogue One’ as they had named themselves. Their mission had succeeded, but what of those that left on it.

Every single one of them was never coming home. Never going to kiss their loved ones again. Never going to make a snide comment about the Empire, or cause you a headache with all of the whining. Everything they had ever been and ever could have grown to be, had just been obliterated.

You were spiraling down a dark path. One that Cassian would have hated to see.

So, even though you wanted to lay down on the floor and cry until you ran out of tears, you wiped your cheeks and removed your earpiece.

You had two options, you could have yourself a pity party, or you could get to work. You knew which one Cassian would have chosen. You had the death star plans, but better yet, you had something that only Cassian could have found a way to give you.

You had hope.

Dating Jonathan Byers Would Include:
  • When you first started dating he was too shy to even look at you
  • You kissed him first
  • He was confused at first but didn’t hesitate to kiss you back
  • You always playing with his bed hair because it’s so soft and fluffy
  • Sleepy morning neck kisses
  • Him taking pictures of you doing ordinary things
  • “Jonathan, you know I hate being in front of the camera.”
  • “It’s the last one I promise.”
  • It’s never the last one
  • Movie nights
  • Him falling asleep in the middle of the movie while you play with his hair
  • Random hug attacks from you
  • Falling asleep on each other while studying
  • Long walks in the woods
  • Taking care of Will while him and Joyce work
  • You making pancakes for him and his family because your pancakes are the best
  • Him always being shy around you even after few months of dating
  • Cuddles, cuddles and more cuddles every night you stay over
  • Him falling asleep on your chest
  • Hot make out sessions whenever you’re alone in his house
  • Him getting a boner and getting  embarrassed because of it
  • You blushing like crazy because who knew you had that kind of power  
  • Coffee dates
  • Driving in the middle of the night dates
  • You said I love you first
  • Him being shocked and confused
  • “You-you do?”
  • “With all my heart.” 
I’ll keep this short and to the point:

So I was looking on wikipedia for some information on what happened before WW2 (because I’m starting to mentally prepare for an even worse case scenario than the one that fucking happened two days ago) and I found this sentence on the page about the nazi party:

“Germans voted for Hitler primarily because of his promises to revive the economy (by unspecified means), to restore German greatness and overturn the Treaty of Versailles, and to save Germany from communism.“

I know I’m not the first person, nor the last, to make this particular comparison but it’s impossible not to draw the parallels here with what currently just happened in the US. You can literally just replace the corresponding words and not change the structure of the sentence at all and you’d get an accurate description of the outcome of this election.

Moving on to the second thing I want everyone to keep in mind:

Remember this scene in CA:TFA?

Dr. Erskine says here:

“So many people forget that the first country the Nazis invaded was their own.”

It’s one of the best lines in the entire movie.

Because it states in one simple and elegant sentence one of the most important ideas that one should keep in mind when talking about these sort of historical events: fascists hurt the very people they claim to “protect”, their own people, and I am still coming to terms with the fact that history is repeating itself before my eyes.  

What frustrates me even more is the fact that WW2 is one of the most studied eras in our history (if not THE most studied - just look at how many programs dedicated to this there are on the documentary channels, they’re everywhere!) and humans are somehow able to have all that information and detailed analysis at their disposal about what, why and how it all went wrong and got to that place, and at the same time completely and willingly ignore all of it and, worst of all, do the exact same thing all over again only decades later. 

Kitten Day Finale

Good evening folks. As promised I extended any kitten day drawing re-blogs until this evening, so be prepared for one last onslaught of sketches. Then it’ll be back to just the usual daily updates. Thanks so much for your participation and your patience, this has been great  ❤

Bossy as Usual (IV)

Author: kpopfanfictrash

Pairing: You/Jinyoung

Rating: NC-17

Word Count: 2,942

Summary:  After your less than professional encounter on a plane, you find out your new business partner is Park Jinyoung. A man whom, despite all the reasons otherwise, you find impossible to stay away from. 


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  • Ralph: There's something I need to get off my chest.
  • Jack: Is it your--
  • Ralph: And it's not my shirt.
  • Jack: A-Are you sure?
  • Ralph: Yes.
  • Jack: Because you know I could help you take it off.
  • Ralph: I'm positive it's not my shirt.
  • Jack: ...
  • Ralph: ...
  • Jack: Did you want me to take mine off?
  • Ralph: Why are we even having this conversation??
Chamber of Secrets - Part 5

Originally posted by collisionofdcandmarvel


Pairing: Bucky x Reader (eventually)

Summary: After the Avenger’s falling out, you were put in charge of putting Bucky together. Under King T’Challa’s orders, you were given a month’s time to create a new arm while simultaneously figure out how to get the triggering memories of his past out of his mind. As the time goes by, you found yourself confiding in him, despite his frozen state.

A/N: I’m sorry this one took so long to post, today is the last day of finals and I’M FINALLY FREE! Also, my internet was being a bitch, I can’t even open tumblr for the past few days. This one is a little bit short but I promise the next part won’t take this long :)

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WAKANDA

Steve Rogers stood silently in front of his best friend. A million things were running inside his brain, some were not nice things. He was sad, devastated, desperate, angry and all of those emotions mixed into one. He had never been this anxious in his life and with the little control that he has, it was driving him near insanity.

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cisco ramon; FINAL CHANCES
REQUEST;Hi is there any way you could write a cisco ramon imagine where he is always missing or being late to date with the reader and finally the reader sets one last date and says if he’s late their done and cisco forgets

PAIRING; cisco ramon x reader

WARNINGS; not much, just swearing

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“This is the last time, Ramon,” you snapped at the man in front of you. “You only get this last chance. If you’re late, by even a minute, that’s it.”

Cisco’s face falls and he nods, rubbing his hands together slightly. “Okay,” he says. “I’ll be there, I promise.”

You nod slightly and watch him for a moment, and he does the same. You finally break his stare and walk out of the Cortex, your hands pushing into your pockets as you walk out into the cold night.

This was the fourth form you and Cisco had tried to go out, mostly just for coffee, but as more than just friends. He had ditched you every time, and this was the last chance you were giving him.

You were sick of feeling like you weren’t good enough, or that he just wasn’t interested in you anymore. You had tried so many times but it just never happened.

So going a few more days, it was now date night. You sat at Jitters with your H/C hair down and a white/cream beanie on your head. Your coat was still buttoned and zipped up, because it was freezing and you hadn’t drank your coffee yet.

Your eyes stared out of the windows, willing Cisco to appear.

A minute went by. He was going to be late in thirty if he didn’t make it.

Three minutes. You were sighing and figured you were overreacting.

It was now ten minutes until Cisco would be late. You had since then taken your coat and hat off, running your hands through your hair, braiding small strands, doing anything to occupy yourself.

Five minutes now. You checked your phone; nothing from Cisco, but just Barry texting you, making sure you were fine.

Barry was your best friend for as long as you could remember, and he was your hero long before he was the Flash.

You quickly replied with a yeah, noting that you were probably overreacting.

He said the same, he said not to worry so you didn’t, but as time went by, you realized Cisco had been ten minutes late already. You gave him some slack but this was all.

You teared up a bit and sighed, finishing your coffee before walking out.

But the sad thing is, once you had gone, Cisco rushed in with his cheeks and nose red. His car broke down and there were no cabs so he ran all the way here, and he was still late.

And you weren’t there.

Because he never was.

Your Life Could Change Today

Originally posted by burrn

Word Count: 958

Warning(s): None

Request: Anonymous - I saw your post about wanting Hamilton requests and I am here to oblige. Can you do a number 16 with Laf?? Love you

A/N: I fucking love Hamilton: The Muscal so much. Eliza is smol. Sorry if my french isn’t correct. I didn’t get high marks for my spelling in french so….

16 - How are you so attractive while crying?


“I promise you won’t regret this [Y/N]!”, Eliza exclaimed with excitement as she threw dozens of different dresses from your closet at you, “This one is a perfect match for you!”
“That’s what you said last time, about what’s his face? The one who was obsessed with macaroni and cheese?”, You continued to sprawl your body across your bed as you watch your best friend dig into your small closet even more as if she was going to find the holy grail. Eliza, has been trying for months to set you up with any potential suitors she could find (with of course the help of her doting boyfriend Alexander Hamilton). First, it was a friend of her fathers, who was way to old for your liking and a bore. Then, it was a friend of Alexander’s, Aaron Burr who honestly was a gentleman and you probably would have went on another date if it wasn’t for his need to always make sure everything was perfect. After him, it was someone named Thomas Jefferson, who the whole time could only talk about one thing: macaroni and cheese. Now, it’s another friend of Alexander’s who is Gilbert Lafayette, who is like Burr met Alexander during their time in Collage.
“This is it! This dress is perfect!”, Eliza stood there holding a crème colored sundress, that was fitted on the top and at the waist it began to flow out, “and then you could add that belt you got a few weeks ago, and your wedges!”
“Sounds good. Now can I get dress so I get this date over with?”, Snatched the dress outta the young girls hands and held it up against your body as you took a look in the mirror.
“Be more excited, [YN]. You’re life could change today”
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You sat awkwardly across from the loving couple, that you knew to be two of your close friends. Both Eliza and Alexander were still in their honeymoon phrase of their relationship, all loving and passionate about each other. Rolling your eyes, you prayed to whatever gods were listening that your date would show up soon to at least be a distraction from this.
“Désolé, désolé!”,a heavily French accent startled you as you turned around to see a well built man whos dark curly hair was pulled up in a high bun, “I did not realize the time until John woke me!”
“Oh, it’s not a problem my dear friend! We only just sat down anyways!”, Alexander almost jumped up from his seat to embrace his friend, leaving both Eliza and you forgotten. Eliza, then quickly stood up also and moved to where you continued to sit and pulled you up from the seat.
“Gilbert, this is my good friend [Y/N]. She just recently moved back here.” Eliza, basically threw you at the poor man, as he tried to stretch his hand out for a shake, but ended up wrapping his arms around your waist to keep you from completely falling on him.
“Une telle beauté”, Gilbert whispered, “Please to meet you [Y/N]. Call me Lafayette, or anything else that is not Gilbert. It makes me sound like an old man”
Blushing like drunken fool, your voice was caught in your throat as you stared up at this gorgeous man.
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“AND THEN LAURENS WENT AND KISSED MADISON! NO HESITATION!”, Lafayette exclaimed as the rest of us were almost dying of laughter at his story about how both Hercules and himself told John that they would buy him a turtle if he kissed James Madison. At some point during the double date, Lafayette settled his arm around your shoulder pulling you closer to him. Not that you were complaining, there was something comforting about him, as you moved closer to him so you were nestled against him. Though with how Eliza kept sending you winks at the sight of the two of you.
“John would do anything when it comes to turtles”, Eliza said laughing, as our waitress brought more drinks to us.
“Pretty sure he would have done more than just kiss Madison if it meant getting a turtle” Alex added smugly, choking on your drink you watched as Eliza almost spit out her drink.
“ALEXANDER”, Eliza yelled in disbelief at what her boyfriend was referring to. The gorgeous man besides you busted out laughing, his arm tightening around you as he leaned forward choking on his drink and laughing at the same time. His laughter was contagious as you couldn’t help but laugh with him, as his face got bright red and he moved forward to place head between your neck and shoulder trying to catch his breath. When he moved his head up he took in a shaky breath, he was still giggling. At this point you noticed the tears that were streaming down his face, causing you to bring your hand up and bring his face to look at you.
“How do you look so attractive while crying?”, you asked suddenly, maintain eye contact with the young man. Silence fell among the group, as Lafayette’s face broke out in a smile as you wiped away the left over tears.
“Since when did you become a professional flirt!?”, Alexander joked to break the silence, causing Eliza to smack his arm.
“Alexander! They were having a moment and you ruined it!”
“Mon amour how would you feel to breakfast with me tomorrow?”, Lafayette asked as he removed your hand from his face to interlace your fingers together.
“That sounds lovely”, a smile broke out on your face as you mentally thought back to what Eliza said earlier, and how right she was. Your life really did change tonight.

One Last Dance

**NOT MY GIF**

Steve Rogers X Reader

Requested by anon

A/N: Inspired by Adele bc she gives me emotions about exes that I don’t even have. And also I’m sad so I’m bringing all of you down with me. 

Dedicated to @thenightmarebeforebucky

Words: 724

Prompt: He should’ve asked her for one last dance.

Warnings: feelz man

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He should’ve asked her. He should’ve held her in his arms, whispering promising words between pressing kisses to her forehead. He should’ve told her how much he loved her. He should’ve…he should’ve.

But he didn’t. And yet, he should’ve.

He regrets it, that much is true. He can’t stop thinking about his mistake either. The truth was he’d never loved her as much as he believed he did. And, he regrets that. Because he really did love her. Just not enough to ask for her forgiveness.

And admit his wrong.

And admit that she was his greatest treasure.

And admit that she was his anchor.

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Part two! (Part one)

Velcome to ze fic rec part two, where I will present a selection of some of my favourites from the last couple of months. A big shout-out to everyone still writing/reading/kudosing/commenting in this fandom, you’re resilient and fantastic, keep up the good vibes!

Behind the scenes by Gemmavich Multi chap, WIP

Let’s start off nice and soft, this is one of my absolute favourites lately. In a clever twist, Ian and Mickey meet when they’re cast to play the characters on a TV-show (the plot and characters of which sound quite familiar). It has a very pleasing switch of POV between Ian and Mickey and takes its time to revel in the mutual pining, even while the author has promised only mild angst leading into fluff and ending happily. Well, I’m sold.

Getting stuffed for Thanksgiving by Koganphrancis 1/1

Out of the Thanksgiving fic crop we got last year, this has got to be my favourite. Ian quite reluctantly goes for Thanksgiving dinner with his boyfriend Brad, where he is introduced to Brad’s sister’s new man; a complete train wreck of a person who does his very best to shock and disrupt the holiday. Ian mostly finds him amusing, and anyway sees right through the ruse when he recognizes Mickey for who he really is. It’s smart and really funny, incredibly salty (delicious), and very well written like everything from @koganphrancis

Yevgeny’s sucky Halloween by Koganphrancis 1/1

Oh go on! Read some more inappropriately seasonal fic! This is very sweet and Yevgeny POV, which is rare and wonderful, about one of his dads looking a lot like a certain suave vampire. I vant to suck your blood bleeeh! It’s super cute and really really deserves your attention all year ‘round.

King Sized Snickers by horror_business 1/1

More happy family Halloween feels. I’ma talk more about @mckmlkvch and her foody fic at a later time (not that it need reccin’, I see you already all up in that, good good), but for now; let’s keep it short and sweet. Yevgeny dresses up as a superhero and they go trick ‘r treating, I’m getting misty-eyed just thinking about it. Incredibly sweet and well written and hits you right in the feels, guaranteed.

My boyfriend is hotter by LuckyShaz 1/1

A frequently half-naked model moves in next door, and Ian gets it in his head that he needs to step up sexually so Mickey won’t stray. It’s funny and sweet and avoids a lot of usual dramatic traps. Shaz has written a lot for this fandom lately, so go through the rest of her stuff while you’re there!

Drugs aren’t all bad I guess by aliensister series, WIP

Mickey gets high as a kite and kinda outs himself in front of Ian’s whole family in the first part, and wakes up the day after in the second part. AU where Svetlana never happened and Ian and Mickey are still dating on the DL. It’s really sweet, and I’m looking forward to more.

Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart by PrettyCalypso 1/1

Ian finds himself on a retreat with his best friend’s hostile brother, and things go the way these things go. I love everything @ilostmylifeonline writes, and this is no exception. (Also, Just a piece of paper has been completed, just saying, go shower it with love.)

Affairs of the heart by StardustandPixiedust212 Multi chap WIP

This is hot off the presses but one chapter in and I’m really hooked, it’s got a feel to it that I find very fresh and interesting. It’s vaguely high school au and Ian can’t take his eyes off Mickey, admiring him from afar until he can’t stand it anymore and decides to do something about it. I have no idea where it’s going with the following 4 chapters, but I know I’ll be reading it.

Crossing over by mhunter10 multi chap, WIP

Looking for something to immediately fix 7x11? yeah, me too. This is it. Ian looks at Mickey crossing the border and realizes he’s an idiot, so he does his best to chase after him before Mickey gets too far ahead and disappears forever. And while you’re there, read all the other million fics @mhunter10 has written, they’re all really very good.

Smoke over water by Fingertats 1/1

Oh geez I’m sorry, but here’s another 7x11 fix it! It’s almost worth the pain, I like this one so much. The second person POV works really well for Ian’s narration, and the way his mind is turned around as he returns back to Chicago and to his family is both believable and incredibly moving in a way I wasn’t expecting. 

OMG it’s Mickey Milkovich by cantfuckinbelievethis 1/1

Really adorable one-shot about Mickey finding out he’s accidentally famous on social media. The premise is fun and unusual, and Mickey’s voice is really clear and believable throughout.


Until next time!