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all-the-things-2020 · 5 months

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Summary: When you land on a backwater planet for a routine job, your feelings for your bounty hunter boss are revealed, thanks to a local holiday tradition.

Rating: PG-13 (implied sexual activity but everything happens off screen)

Notes: This was written in 2020, before we knew Grogu’s name. I wrote it for the Pedros12DaysofChristmas gift exchange on tumblr as a gift for @djarinslover.

Word count: 3600+

Tags: @morallyinept Jett, please add to your Festive Fic Rec List 🎄❄️🎁

The wind whipped across the plain that lay outside the little town. You huddled into your coat, which was not thick enough for this weather. Din’s cape plastered itself to his back and the Child he carried whined at the cold. “It’s not far,” Din said. “I’ll keep you warm, kid.” The green child snuggled closer and made an inquiring noise. “And we’ll get something to eat. I promise.” The Child cooed and snuggled closer, his tiny clawed hand clutching at the smooth beskar of Din’s breastplate. You marveled at how well the two communicated, considering the Child couldn’t talk yet. Of course, you and Din were often able to communicate without words, even though his face was always hidden by his helmet.

The ramp rumbled closed behind you as the three of you made your way to the gate of the town. It was another nondescript settlement on a nondescript planet; somewhere that should have been a safe hiding place for a being on the run, but Din was a relentless hunter and very rarely failed to find his quarry. You were surprised that he hadn’t simply left you and the Child on board while he checked out this new lead, but you had learned not to question him when it came to bounty hunting. That was his area of expertise, not yours.

There was a gateway of sorts over the road into town, and it was bedecked with boughs of some evergreen plant that smelled spicy and stringent. Bunches of red and white berries were tied here and there with bright yellow ribbons.

You stepped a bit closer to Din as you entered the town. The houses looked empty, although some had colorful lights hanging in the windows, and most of them had boughs hanging over the door frame. “Where is everyone?” you asked, disconcerted by the lack of people and the empty echoes of your feet against the walls.

Din shifted the Child in his arms and grunted. “Must be in the center of town for the festival,” he said briefly.

“Festival?”

He nodded, but kept walking. “It’s the Midyear Festival. Winter solstice or something like that. I thought the kid might enjoy seeing it.” He dug in his pocket and pulled out a small pouch of credits, which he handed to you. “There’s sure to be some food for sale. Maybe you can find him a toy or something, keep him from stealing the knob off my gearshift all the time.”

You hid your smile, knowing that Din would just get brusque and dismissive if he saw it. You took the pouch and slipped it into the inside pocket of your coat. “And it gives you a good excuse to be here, too,” you said. “Bringing the kid to see the festival. Who’d be suspicious of that?”

Din turned his helmeted head slightly and you just knew he was rolling his eyes at you; the man could convey a full range of emotions with just a tilt of the head or shift in body weight. You’d learned to read him well during your time aboard the Razor Crest. You just wondered what it would take to get him to express the emotions you were almost certain were lurking just underneath the surface of what he’d allow himself to feel.

The town square was packed with beings of all kinds, eating and drinking and shopping at the booths that had sprung up around the perimeter. They were all decked out with the same evergreen boughs and berries. Din handed the Child to you. “Here, find him something to eat and look around at the wares,” he said. “I’ll be back as soon as I can. It shouldn’t take me long to get the information I need and then we can move on.”

You held the Child close as the two of you watched Din walk away, his cape swaying behind him as he strode across the square. He didn’t have to weave his way through the crowd; they parted in front of him. You felt a swell of … not exactly pride, since it was mixed with a healthy dose of lust ...Din looked good as always, and you had to remind yourself that so far he’d treated you as no more than a crewmate.

“Come on, kiddo,” you said once Din had been swallowed up by the crowd. “Let’s get you something yummy to eat.”

The Child made it clear that he wanted one of the large, sugar dusted cookies that several children were carrying around, and you quickly found the booth that was selling them. You purchased two and found a place to sit down. You and the Child nibbled at your treats, watching everyone in their festival finery. “They sure are dressed up, aren’t they?” you said. The Child continued to munch on his cookie, but he pricked his ears up, so you knew he was listening. “Think we’ll ever have money to waste on fancy clothes like that? Yeah, probably not. Your dad’s pretty tight with the purse strings. And fuel and ship repairs are expensive.” You sighed. Life was better now that you were traveling with the Mandalorian and his strange little foundling, but it was never easy in this part of the galaxy.

Once the cookies were gone (and part of yours might have mysteriously found its way into the kid’s hands), you picked the Child up and wandered around the square, looking at the sights. At one booth, you found an assortment of wooden toys which you found charming but which barely got a glance from the Child. What he did like were the shiny ornaments that hung from a large bough in the next booth over.

“Those look awfully fragile, kiddo,” you said doubtfully.

“But you would be wrong,” said the young woman behind the counter at the booth. “They are made of durasteel, hand painted and beautiful, but guaranteed to withstand the wildest gaggle of children and/or beasts.” She took down the one that had caught the Child’s eye, a silvery globe just big enough for both of his little hands to grasp, painted all over with geometric shapes in a brilliant azure blue. As the Child reached desperately for it, you knew you’d never hear the end of it if you didn’t get it for him.

“How much?” you asked, sure it was going to be outrageously priced and Din would be mad at you for spending so much on a useless bauble.

“Five credits,” the woman said. She tilted her head, taking in your patched trousers and the raggedy hem on the Child’s robe. “Let’s say four. Can’t let a kid go without a Midyear present, can we?”

You would have gladly paid five, but bit your tongue. A credit saved was a credit earned, after all. You handed over the money and the Child cooed as he examined the beautiful ball in his hands.

“And what about for you?” the young woman asked. “Do you have your sprig of laramin yet?”

“My sprig of what?” you asked.

She nodded. “Figured you for an offworlder,” she said, reaching up to pull a bundle of blue and white leaves down from a rack at the back of the stall. “Laramin,” she said, holding it out to you. “Almost sold out, so you’re just in time.” She held it up above her head. “It’s a tradition. At midnight on Midyear Day, you try to get your sweetheart under the laramin. Legend has it, if you kiss them under the laramin leaves at midnight, they’ll love you forever.” She gave you an appraising look. “I saw you come into the square with that tall fellow in the shiny armor. I’ll bet you’d like to get him under the laramin.”

You laughed and rolled your eyes, but still asked the price of the bundle of leaves. One credit, and she threw in some silver ribbon to hang it from. “Little guy might want to play with it, after. Since it matches his ornament and all,” she said. You thanked her and tucked the sprig of laramin in your pocket next to the credit pouch.

You took another turn around the square, but the Child only had eyes for his ball, and soon you settled back down on a bench to wait for Din. You’d bought a couple more of those cookies, but hidden them away from the Child. You wanted to save at least one for Din, although who knew when he’d have a chance to eat it. He always snatched a bite here or there when you and the kid were asleep or busy.

Finally, you saw his shiny helmet weaving its way through the crowd, swiveling back and forth as he scanned the crowd for you. You suppressed the urge to stand up and wave; Din was a skilled hunter and he’d find you and the Child easily enough. Besides, you didn’t want to seem desperate or anything. You thought guiltily of the sprig of leaves in your pocket and your face got hot. It was ridiculous and a waste of money, but at least you’d saved the credit you spent on it when the vendor cut the price on the Child’s bauble.

Din reached you. “Come on,” he said, motioning for you to stand. He picked up the Child, who held out his new treasure for inspection. “Hmm … very nice, buddy. You do like shiny things, don’t you?” The Child chirped his agreement and returned to admiring the blue and silver ornament. Din turned to you. “Did you get yourself anything?”

You were flustered. “Um, I bought the kid and me each a cookie earlier, and I got a few more to take with us. So you can have one later. They’re pretty good.” You were rambling, but you didn’t want to admit you’d bought the laramin sprig. You’d toss it in the trash compactor when you got back to the ship.

Din simply nodded and began to walk. “We can stay overnight and head after the quarry in the morning,” he said as you followed him through the crowd. “I don’t think he’ll be on the move for a while, according to the intel I got.”

The ship was quiet and cold when you arrived, but that was normal. It just seemed darker than usual because you’d come from the brightly lit festival. Din closed up the ramp and busied himself with a check of his arsenal. “Keep an eye on the kid,” he said. “He’ll probably be busy with his new toy, but still, I don’t want him getting near the weapons.”

You nodded and took the Child into the tiny bunk where he and Din slept. The Child had a hammock strung from the ceiling; the sleeping area took up the entire bottom of the bunk, which you secretly thought looked more like a storage closet than a bedroom, but it wasn’t your ship. Your own sleeping area was a pile of blankets on top of a foam pad tucked behind some crates between the main hold and the carbonite freezer. It wasn’t fancy, but at least you had more room than Din and the kid had.

You sat with your back to the bunk entrance, with the Child in front of you, so he was blocked from getting out. The little womp rat was stealthy and you’d learned that unless you could see him at all times, he was capable of slipping past you and getting into trouble. Right now, though, he was enthralled with his new shiny toy and happy to sit and burble at it. You slid the packet of cookies out of your pocket, worried they would get crushed. The Child perked up at the sight of them, but you said, “Not right now. Wait until your dad’s done, then we’ll all have one, okay?” His ears drooped a bit, but he returned to the toy with only a tiny sigh.

You also pulled out the credit pouch. You would return it to Din when you gave him his cookie. The sprig of laramin came with it, the silver ribbon tangled around the pouch.

“What’s that?”

Din was almost as sneaky as his little green kid. “Oh, just a decoration,” you said, hiding your face by looking down at the Child. “The girl who sold us the ornament insisted I take one. No charge.” You dropped the laramin on the bed and held out the pouch. “Here’s what’s left of your credits.”

Din held out his gloved hand and took the pouch gently. He didn’t open it, or even test its weight, even though you knew he was always careful with his money. “Don’t lie to me,” he said firmly.

“What?”

“I told you when you came aboard, I don’t tolerate lying,” he said, tucking the credit pouch back into a pocket. “I know what that is.” He pointed at the bedraggled bunch of laramin leaves. “It’s some sort of love charm or something, isn’t it?”

You took a deep breath before you spoke. “It’s a decoration,” you repeated. “You hang it up and if you can kiss your sweetheart under it at midnight on Midyear Day, then the legend says they’ll love you forever. It’s silly. I just took it because the girl insisted. We can throw it away.”

You reached for the leaves, ready to crumble them into a wad, but Din was faster. He picked up the bundle and dangled it over your head by the silver ribbon. “No, let’s hang it up,” he said. “We could use some decoration in this old bucket.” You turned around in the bunk, wondering what he was going to do.

He reached up and tied the ribbon over an exposed girder. “There,” he said. “Festive, don’t you think?” Then he turned abruptly and headed up the ladder to the cockpit.

“What was that all about?” you asked the Child, who had crept up beside you. He stared at you for a moment, then shrugged and went back to admiring his ball.

You could hear Din moving around up in the cockpit but he wasn’t planning to move the ship until morning. Had he gotten embarrassed by the laramin? Was he trying to pretend nothing had happened to spare your feelings? You’d tried your best to hide your attraction to him, but the man was a hunter; he noticed details. He was probably well aware of the way you watched him, the way your eyes lingered over certain parts of his anatomy as he moved. And you were sure he knew how you tensed up when he moved close to you, how hard you resisted leaning into his touch when he laid a hand on your shoulder. You looked up at the wilted sprig of laramin, just hanging there mocking you.

It was getting late, so you arranged your bed, which usually got messed up during the day, either from the movements of the ship as it flew, or the feet of the Child, who pattered around the hold when he got restless. The kid slowly followed you, his eyes starting to droop. When he yawned, you scooped him up and tucked him into his hammock. “Your dad will be down pretty soon,” you told him, even though you didn’t know what the hell Din was doing up there.

With the kid in bed, and Din busy, you pulled off your boots and got ready to crawl into your nest of blankets. You had just untied the string that held your hair back out of your face when you heard Din’s boots on the ladder. You looked up. He glanced briefly at you and then ducked into the bunk. Oh, well.

“Here,” Din said, suddenly looming over you. He was holding out a scrap of old blanket.

“What?” You took the piece of fabric, wondering what was going on.

“Put it on,” he said curtly, making a circling motion around his head. “Cover your eyes.”

“Um, okay,” you said, twisting the fabric and wrapping it around your face. You tied it behind your head. It was an effective blindfold; you couldn’t see a thing through it’s tight weave.

“Good,” Din said. He reached out and took your hand. “Stand up.” When you did, he moved his hand to your shoulder. “Over here.”

You shuffled after him in your stocking feet. The floor of the hold was cold and hard through your socks. Din carefully adjusted your position and then stood quietly. “What’s going on?” you asked, but he shushed you.

“Almost time,” he said. When the alarm on his chronometer beeped, you heard him take a deep breath, followed by the click and slight hiss of his helmet being detached. You held your breath. Was he … was he really …

A gloved hand stroked your cheek and slid behind your head, holding it steady. “I’m not sure how to do this,” Din said quietly. His voice wasn’t distorted by the vo-coder in the helmet and you heard a nervous quaver in it. “I’ve … I’ve never done this before,” he whispered.

Your heart was pounding. It was happening. “That’s okay,” you said softly. “Just do what feels right.” You lifted your hand to touch his face, the face you’d imagined so many times. You gently traced the curve of his cheek, the sharp ridge of his nose, the soft pillows of his lips. You felt his breath hitch as you slid your fingers back and forth against his lips. Then he brushed your hand out of the way and pressed those lips against yours.

It was everything you had imagined, and more. His lips were soft and clumsy as he kissed you, his fingers tightening in your hair as he held your head in place. You lifted your other hand to the back of his neck and ran your fingers through his hair, giving a gentle tug as he pulled back from the kiss. “How was that?” he asked breathlessly.

“Not bad,” you said. “But you definitely need practice.” You pulled him closer and kissed him harder, sliding your tongue along the seam between his lips, until he parted them and you were able to deepen the kiss. When your tongue darted into his mouth, he gasped and his free arm wrapped around your waist. You responded by pressing your body against his armored chest, wishing he’d shed more than his helmet.

After a few minutes, you came up for air. “Happy Midyear,” Din said, his voice raspy.

You laughed and pressed your head against his shoulder pauldron. “Was that my present?” you teased.

“The first of many, I hope,” Din said hesitantly. “I … I’ve been wanting to do this for a long time. I wasn’t sure if you felt the same way about me, but when I saw the laramin sprig, I thought, what the hell.” His arms tightened around you and pulled you closer to him, squishing you against his armored body.

“Is the kid asleep?” you asked.

“I think so,” he replied. “I closed the door to the bunk.”

You chuckled. “Good idea. He doesn’t need to see this.” You pulled Din’s head down for another kiss, and started backing toward where you thought your bed was. Din steered you by the shoulders until you felt the edge of your foam pad under your feet.

“Are you sure about this?” he asked.

“Yes,” you said. “I’ve been dying to find out what’s under all that beskar.” He laughed and kissed you again.

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When you woke the next morning, you were alone. Your blindfold was gone. Your clothes were folded neatly on a crate next to your bed. You could hear Din talking softly to the Child in the cockpit.

You got up carefully, stiff and sore in places that hadn’t seen much activity recently. You got dressed and made your way to the ‘fresher. After you’d splashed a little water on your face, you climbed the ladder to the cockpit.

“Good morning,” Din said quietly. He was in the pilot’s seat, the Child perched on his lap, watching as he entered coordinates and ran through the pre-launch sequence. The new durasteel ball was clutched in the Child’s hand and the knob had been returned to the lever where it belonged.

“Good morning,” you replied. Din waved you closer and as you came alongside the chair, he slid his hand to the small of your back. You leaned down to greet the Child, who babbled to you about something.

Din sat back in the pilot’s seat. He gently placed the Child on the floor. “Get in your chair and buckle in,” he told the small creature. As the kid toddled toward his seat, Din tilted his helmet up to look at you. His hand returned to your waist. “Last night …,” he began.

You cut him off. “It’s okay if it was just the holiday,” you said. “It’s okay if it never happens again.”

He shook his head. “No, it … it wasn’t just the holiday. I’d like it to happen again. It’s just … I can’t let you see my face. It will have to be like that.” His hand slid gently up and down against your back.

You leaned over him and pressed a kiss against the cold beskar of his helmet. “It’s fine,” you said. “I know how important The Way is to you. I would never ask you to abandon it.”

Din was silent for a long moment, then nodded his head. He pulled away from you. “Okay, then. You’d better get buckled in. We’re taking off in two minutes.”

You took your seat next to the Child. Din finished the last few checks and pressed a button to ignite the engines. As the ship began to lift off the surface, you noticed something dangling above the control panel, jiggling with the vibrations of the ship. A bedraggled sprig of blue and white leaves, tied tightly with a silver ribbon.

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chronically-ghosted · 4 months

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✨ happy new year! ✨

it's not yet 2024 where i am but it is where my love @ravensmadreads is, so happy new year already enjoying january 1st!

i usually overthink around my birthday as i march towards death but you lovely people have really made me think about 2023 as it comes to a close. i feel weird talking about myself (unless im drunk and we haven't started drinking yet so hold onto your butts for that possibility), so i'm just going to say this:

You all changed my life.

there, that's it. if you read this and you think it doesn't mean you, yes it does. not a day goes by where this place, this community does not bring me joy and warmth. i hope you get that job you wanted, or you get that fur baby adoption you've been hoping for, or you get accepted to that school you wanted to, or you graduate with all the honors, or you create the thing you've always wanted to, or you get the baby you've been hoping for, or the person who makes you heart flip says i love you. i'm nervous about next year because it truly feels like a year where anything can happen 🤍

now to the fandom stuff:

i've never done a fic rec list because inevitably, i'm a fucking moron and i leave someone out. i know it hurts when i'm left out of a fic rec list so i never want to do that to anyone here. what follows is a list of fics that spoke specifically to me. the old saying goes is that you don't write fanfic for yourself, you write it for the five freaks on discord that can't write coherent sentences after you publish -- and it's true. fanfic isn't about numbers -- i would much rather write for my five freaks on my discord (where my work has deep, emotional impact for them) than try to write for a large crowd that i will never ever manage to please all at once.

my wish for you in 2024 you all find your freaks. and i hope i'm one of them.

side note: there are a couple fics not on the list because i wanted to highlight fics that i didn't see much on other end of the year rec lists. but @iamskyereads 's Compulsion should be read in graduate programs and @whatsnewalycat already knows i'm going to name my first born child after her for her Psychomanteum. yall rock my goddamn world.

so without further adieu . . . these are the fics i read this year that tickled me pink.

God is a Woman by @wheresarizona the way arizona writes max is entirely unique. i love her descriptions of how cold he is and how he doesn't breathe. i read this and had to rethink everything i ever wrote for max

the impaler by @kiwisbell the dracula x johnathan x mina vibes in this are spectacular. this is a pairing i never thought i'd see much less enjoy so thoroughly. why is older tim being seduced by a younger max so hot??

night one by @haylzcyon this is one of the first fics i read by hayley and she pretty much set the standard for all marcus pike fics moving forward. his endless patience, his flirty attitude, how he see things the reader won't admit, and then the sleeping bag -- god i'd read a thousand more fics about this dymanic

blood & tinsel by @morallyinept so if i tried to list all of my favorite jett fics, we'd be here all night. but this one stands out to me because it's so well built. the description of the vampire "trance" or "glamor" or "compulsion" without using any of those words is INCREDIBLE. plus max is face-meltingly hot in this.

the world turned on its side by @idolatrybarbie this was a surprise that came outta nowhere, but it hit me like a fucking train. bea weaves a story that sticks with you and creates a frankie that makes my entire soul sing.

heat by @wordywarriorwrites okay, listen. the beauty of fanfic is that you can have insane, animalistic smut AND literary level writing. this fic is both. i have yet to come across another frankie abo fic that makes the dynamic more than a reason for the blorbos to fuck like animals. it's so well done, there's so much love here.

in fiction @sin-djarin yall know dieter is my boy so i am VERY particular about how he is written in fic. everyone's interpretation is valid, but for dieter fics to resonate with me, there has to be this special blend of humor, kindness, dorkiness, and a sexiness you didn't expect. this fic is all of that and more.

reminiscence by @projectionistwrites this was one of the first joel fics i read and there's something about it that just . . . feels right, feels natural to Joel. there's a raw honesty to both joel and the reader that just sunk into my chest. the back and forth over the drink, the SMUT, everything is just this beautiful snapshot of two lonely people in the apocalypse.

oct' 19 x ghosts by @trulybetty another author that if i tried to choose a favorite, i simply couldn't. betty created a lovely, lovely world with this one (and the rest of the prompts for this one and her december prompts). i love fics that add a new layer to dieter and this one opened him up in a way that made him glow!

renegade by @eupheme my personal favorite brand of joel is one that comes alive between reader's thighs. more boulder than human until you bring something to the surface. and this totally captures that. im a sucker for a good qz fuck-that-verges-on-love and i adore everything about it.

Dominica by @ohforficsake if you ever need proof that notes do not reflect the quality of a fic, look no further. the language, the mastery of tension, and beauty of these descriptions are one two punches that knock me on the ass. genuinely one of my favorite frankie fics of all time.

wanna bet? by @write-and-buried i debated putting this or her celestial navigation fic on this list, but this one just tickles me. i love it when authors throw in a confident, sex-obsessed dieter now and again and this makes me howl. and the DEBAUCHERY of the statue oh my god!

give it to me @sp00kymulderr okay now to be fair, this review is entirely biased. i genuinely love gideon and all that they bring to this fandom. plus, they let me scream about dieter and then sends me dieter pictures that make me scream even louder. this fic is SO important to me. dieter here is everything i need and want: hesitant, anxious, but so madly in love. if i could wake up in one single fic every day, it'd be this one.

stepwise by @the-scandalorian i joined this fandom through din and this has been, and always will be, one of my top favorites. the evolution of din from being touch averse to LUSTING after it, it kills me. it's a oneshot but so much is accomplished in such a short time. the writing here is simply superb.

salvatore by @devilmademewriteit i came for the premise, stayed for the smut, and continued for the banter. i go back to this one all the time for inspiration with my own writing and then i get sucked in and read the whole thing through -- twice. javi drives me absolutely wild in this.

a whole new can of worms by @hier--soir i accidentally read this out of order initially, but this was just reason for me to reread it from start to finish. fwb!joel can be really hit or miss for me, and primarily because this fic sets the standard. this feels like a real joel, a joel that has lost and found loved ones all through out his life and now in jackson, he can finally relearn what it means to be a lover. so good, so fun with the banter -- and the friggin' greenhouse scene -- woof!

telltale heart @astroboots i am a SUCKER for 'frankie fixes his life' fics and this is one of the best. there are consequences for his choices in colombia, one that almost has him lose his family, and the woman he loves. this a real, genuine struggle for two people to overcome a seemingly impossible challenge in their marriage. you know the phrase, love conquers all? yeah this is that fic.

brand you in the way it counts by @charnelhouse charnel was one of the first authors i read for the pedroverse -- and i mean i READ her. i read every single one of her fics at least twice and this one always sends me over the edge. it's such an inspiration to my own writing and i keep going back to her whole body of work to be reminded i can always improve my own writing

west by @radiowallet when people want to know why fanfic matters, i want to show them this fic. it is achingly beautiful and written with a loving and gentle hand. joel is a messy, broken man but still capable, still good, still wanting to find love in this and i adore everything about this. Oneshots can be more devastating than multichapters because they end and this is one of them that drags me back to it constantly.

And to that weird little dude out of Chile who has no idea how much light he brings to the world…

Much love, Taylor 🤍

#the very last #taylor rambles #of 2023 #yall lucked out

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katiexpunk · 5 days

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Going anon because I don’t want you to focus on who sent you this (although I’m sure something I’ll say might give me away <3), but rather, I want you to focus in on your amazing self.

Something I like to do in my daily practice is write down a few things of what made me most happy that day… but for purposes of this, I’d like you to tell me which fic (can be multiple) that you wrote makes you the most happy!

Ignore the notes, ignore the traction — which fic of yours makes you the most happy and warm and all the good feelings, and give an explanation (however long you want) as to why🩶

A lot of times, especially in a world like this where the internet and other’s creativity is so accessible, we forget to give our own selves the credit we deserve. This is my way of sprinkling around that little bit of gratitude.

I hope you have a beautiful day wherever you are.

Endless love🌙

^ me to you right now. The positivity and love in this message are so lovely and much appreciated. Thank you, thank you, thank you for filling my inbox with love. Ily.

My favorite fic of mine is probably Desert Dust.

I wrote it shortly after getting married and was just in such a happy head space. It was probably the best time I had writing a fic. I hit the flow state so easily, and I 100% fell in love with both the reader and that version of Joel.

I don't really go back and read my fics (even though most of what I write is for myself), but I read that one regularly and it still just fills me with all the warm fuzzies.

Sex on Fire was a close second (but I have a uniform kink so that's probably why lol). Because this wouldn't be a gratitude post without sharing a little love, I also have immense appreciation for the following fics/creators: + @endlessthxxghts L is a gem of a human, probably one of the sweetest people I have ever had the pleasure to know, and pretty much everything they write makes me fall to pieces. I particularly love Breakfast.

+ @syd-djarin Sydney is literally my slutty smutty sister, and always goes toe to toe with me in the naughty thoughts department. Y'all should see some of our text messages. Sugar, Spice & Please Fuck Me Nice lives rent-free in my brain.

+ @auteurdelabre is not only such a kind soul, and incredibly talented, but completely rewrote my brain chemistry with their series Please, Mister Miller? Like I actually screamed into my phone practically every part. + @morallyinept Jett is the ray of sunshine we all need in our lives. Not only is she a talented writer, but she has one of the most comprehensive recs series I've seen on this platform. Every fic on her master is a work of perfection, but especially her Joel fics. + @atticrissfinch Wowwwwwieeeee, there is nothing that Katy writes that I won't immediately devour. Her Meet Me In the Back series has me feeling some type of way about sleazy Joel. + @javiscigarette Cami is an absolute sweetheart and a phenomenal writer. Her Teacher's Pet series is a work of art. @toxicanonymity wrecks me every time -- mind, body, soul. What I wouldn't give to just experience her genius brain for a day. Her Vampire Joel series makes my younger emo teen self so happy, and her raider!Joel series broke my brain in the best way possible. ...there are so many more, it would be impossible to list them all. But while I'm on the gratitude train, I want to show some love to some new-ish and upcoming writers in this fandom. Keep on writing babies! I'm so proud of you. @chulopascal @yxtkiwiyxt @bellamese @mermaidgirl30 @artsy-girl-76 @burntheedges @forthetears @hellowoolf @suzdin @miller-n-morgan

#hugging you through my screen #gratitude #fic recs #katiexpunk answers

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covetyou · 24 days

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B-I-N-G-O!

thank you @burntheedges - this has been so much fun and a great way to celebrate that man and this fandom that somehow exists because of him. now the glory is MINE. ALL MINE.

I'm very likely going to finish the rest of the fic reading/reblogging things this week, so if anyone has any Oberyn, Ezra, Pero, Max L, Javi G, Whiskey or Marcus P fic recs, hit me up bbs.

bingo fics below the cut for any curious folk:

bingo!

Dave York fic - when we go crashing down by @janaispunk - Jana is my go to for Dave fics, I just love the way she writes him. and this was no different. I loved the snapshot style, and the ending ached so damn good.

Marcus Moreno fic - the dinner by @frannyzooey - these were recommended somewhere by someone (I can't remember where, or who!) and I've had the masterlist open in my browser for a few days. SO GLAD I DOVE IN. and I'm even happier to know there's so many drabbles for me to indulge in with this pairing too.

3 Asks - to @noxturnalpascal (fmk), @sp00kymulderr (pls give me an Ezra rec, ily), and @tightjeansjavi (an Aries ask).

Frankie Morales fic - chapter eight of do me yourself by @undercoverpena - I am such a lover of Jo's Frankie's, and do me yourself Frankie is the sweetest of sweetums. the texts have me giggling and blushing. I wait for Tuesday evenings every week just to read more of these two.

P Character you've never read before - the dinner by @frannyzooey - I have never ever read Marcus Moreno before! who woulda thunk.

extras:

Dieter Bravo fic - blossoms we wear by @gasolinerainbowpuddles - this has been on my tbr for a few days. I loved the first part and was thrilled to see a second. I love this throuple so much, and puddles writes horny shit in a way that tickles my brain just right

New P Character (Lucien) - blossoms we wear by @gasolinerainbowpuddles - no, this isn't a mistake, and it totally counts, it's a threesome fic!

Max Philips fic - whiskers & fangs by @songsformonkeys - this was rec'd in a discord server and I've had it waiting for a few days. the first part was so delightful, I can't wait to get stuck into the second part to see where this ends. Max Philips is literally a cat. incredible.

Javi P fic - pump by @morallyinept - I was lured in with the promise of balls, and it DELIVERED. I love Jett so much anyway, and her description of the gym here threw me into that sweaty stinky place staring straight at Javi's junk and fantasising right along side reader.

#PedroPascalFandomBingo #coveted recs #rec list

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sp00kymulderr · 6 months

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5th Nov.

This week has been fucking weird. I don't want to go in to detail but the mental health was not it. But then the last couple days have been ??? oddly good. Thanks a lot to this place, this community. Idk. I'm not much of a good at talking to people person but there's just something about people in this fandom that makes life feel alright. I'm obsessed w you guys honestly 💕

I didn't do much this week. I got ghosted. I went to a Rammstein tribute. I ran around the park with my nephew. I had a shit few days at work but what's that but normal right now?

I've read some good good stuff this week.

Who would I be without mentioning into the beat of the night chapter one - transmission by @perotovar - one chapter in and this fic is already everything to me ❤️

Every Colour Illuminates by @the-blind-assassin-12 was a beautiful way to start my week off, a gorgeous read.

Not a fic, but this Self Care with Dieter & Jett post really put me on a good track after some bad days. Thank you @morallyinept

And because I didn't post my recs last week I have have to mention two fics by @covetyou which changed me fundamentally: Send in the Clown

open hand or closed fist would be fine (I'm reading the rest of swat now and um wow 😮)

Lo, how can i convince you to write a bravo the clown fisting fic?!?!

I actually posted quite a lot this week??? somehow??? The notes are shockingly low and tbh I nearly deleted one of these the day after posting but I am resisting and trying to remain proud that I even wrote anything.

I finally posted Our House of Flames pt 3 - Afterburn which I my ongoing 4 part Joel series. Great if you like grief and misery and guilt lmao.

Put up chapter one of Lucida Sidera, my Ezra series featuring my first original character! This fic is an update of something I first plotted and posted in 2019 and has a special place in my heart.

And I also posted these Pedro boy gender and sexuality headcanons!

Tomorrow I have a job interview…I'm not sure how I feel about it yet, but I do need a new job and this one helps me stay in a similar position to what I'm in now. The rest of the week is lacking in any plans bc I’m boring, but I'll definitely be back at the gym and I'm starting a new program so maybe I'll get back into heavy deadlifts since I haven't done any in a few weeks!

Also writing, with hopes to publish a dirty Joel oneshot and possibly a Dieter thing if I can get my act together!

Love you guys. Thanks for the things you do. You're incredible 🩷✨🩷✨

#beating the Sunday scaries #week in review

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boliv-jenta · 8 months

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Jett! (@morallyinept ) These recs made my day! I felt like I needed to make a post as I had a few feels about them.

Silva fic recs

I got my first and only sightly negative anon for this fic. They asked about Silva being a gay character. I began writing this when he had a picture and a brief description of Silva riding to meet an old flame. The comment knocked my confidence because I didn't want people to feel like I was erasing Silva's sexuality. Then I remembered I can write whatever I like and I am not in charge of other people's fic consumption (that was a big deal for me). There was no ill intent behind it. I just find any Pedro character really, really hot and want to think about doing all sorts of fun stuff with him.

Maxwell Lord fic recs

I've slept on Max for so long. I love him. I decided I had to write something and it turned into something really fun for me.

Miscellaneous Pedro characters

This list is my favourite shout-out ever. Going through and seeing all the random characters fics I've done was so funny. It was crazy to see four different fic recs for four different characters.

#thank you!#I'm so flattered #this made my day

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morallyinept · 6 months

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HAPPY SUNDAY EVERYONE! 🖤

How has your week been, lovelies?

My week started off with a touch of a cold, but thankfully hasn't developed into the flu or anything. One of the things I really can't stand most, is that feeling of being all bunged up in your face - bleurgh. Just no thank you ✋🏻

Otherwise, it's been all systems go as usual on the Jett plane. ✈️ Busy with work, busy with friends and busy with writing! 🥵

So Jack, let's crack that whip n' get into this week's whip round, sugar. Yeehaw!

Catch up on last week here, sugar.

☆ Things I've posted this week

Five Days - Chapter 3 - We're starting to get into the meat of this Joel Miller story a bit now and I'm so thankful for all of you that read, re-blog and leave comments on this. I am so glad you're all enjoying it!

Polynesian Kiss - One Shot - My first time writing for Max Phillips which was super fun! 🩸

Ring Toss - One Shot - Donuts & Frankie? Always a tasty treat. Inspired by the awesome & lovely @secretelephanttattoo and her Doughnut Debauchery Marcus Pike Fic. 🍩

Clickbait - Joel Miller GIFLET. I went over 500 words on this one, and I'm not sorry.

Cuts Like Glass - Dave York GIFLET. I'm considering expanding on this one... got a few ideas brewing in the ol' noggin for Dave. 😏

Ezra Ask - My lovely @sweetenerobert was putting ideas into my head first thing on Monday morning, and this quick drabble was the result. 🥵

Lazy Sunday Frankie Vibes HCs - This pic of Pedro from the La Vanguardia shoot, got me thinking some hot Frankie thots... 🔥

I also had some spicy Frankie thots on this awesome post by @rebel-held too. 🖤 Frankie Friday messed me up this week! 🫠

This week's Self-Care with Dieter & Jett focused on Sexual Expression & Repression. And we had World Mental Health Day on Tuesday. 🌍🧠❤️

Phew! It's been a busy week! 🥵

☆ Things I'm currently working on

• Editing the final draft of my Halloween fic to drop on Oct 31st. I'm excited for this one!

• Working on some more GIFLETS as always.

• A fair few one shot drafts that I've always got brewing. Have finished editing a Marcus Pike one shot that I'll probably post next week.

☆ Things I've read this week

My Favourite Fic Recs List hasn't been updated yet this week yet as I've been busy with other things, however all these stories below, and more, will added next week. 👇🏻

A few fics that stood out in particular that I read this week were:

Mystery Strain - @rebel-held I really enjoyed this alternative take on a sex pollen troupe from Rebel's Kinktober prompts, and may now also have a thing for Dieter's big, soft belly after reading this. 🤭

For You I Would Ruin Myself - @thelightsandtheroses Sticking with Dieter, this was a great emotionally charged story, and I love how Dieter was written in this. As much as I love reading smut (who doesn't?), I also really love stories where you are pulled into the inner workings of a character's emotions and thoughts, and sex isn't the main plot point, and this story really impressed me by doing that. Deffo recommend. 👍🏻

Behind Closed Doors - @sweetenerobert Where do I even start?! This was just utterly delicious and debauched. I had so much vivid imagery in my head reading this that a cold shower was needed afterwards, let me tell you. This was such a super hot read and I am so here for it! 🥵

Private & Confidential - @sin-djarin Becca has created the start of something truly wonderful here, I just know it. My Agent Pike senses are tingling to see where this story goes. You should totally check it out too. 🖤

50 - @linzels-blog This was a fic I really enjoyed this week, and I highly recommend it if you're looking for non-age gap fics specifically. It was utterly wonderful and features our favourite pilot, Frankie. 😍

In Another Life - @chronically-ghosted This beautiful Frankie story moved me. The way Taylor writes moves me. I am still thinking about this story and will read it over again. I urge you too also. You're really missing out on something utterly spectacular if you don't. 🖤

I Might Kill My Ex - @beskarandblasters This was such a fun, twisted little tale inspired by the song by Sza, about Joel, and I loved every second of this. It was super hot, and I really liked all the twisty turns this took me through. Deffo a must read. ☝🏻

☆ What have I been watching/listening to this week?

🎃 As it's spooky season, I watched a couple of horror films this week.

I rewatched Evil Dead Rise. I am a lover of the original films with Bruce 'The Chin' Campbell, but the remakes are quite good, particularly this one, I thought. I'm partial to a good horror film and it's been a while since I watched one that made me cringe and recoil at the gore. (The cheese grater scene, if you know, you know! 😬🫣)

Also rewatched both Scream and 30 Days Of Night this week too. Classics, IMO. 👍🏻

I'm looking forward to watching Talk To Me when that comes out on streaming too. The trailer looked fab.

Earworms of the week:

I just love Ronnie Radke's version of this Papa Roach original! I imagine it playing to the backdrop of an epic sex scene in a movie or something...

☆ What have I been up to this week?

Aside from the usual humdrum of work, I went on another short hike yesterday. Always good to get out and stretch the ol' legs.

A very good friend of mine cooked me a wonderful meal this week too when I visited them for a catch up. If you feed me, you can guarantee I will absolutely be your friend forever. 😀

As always, thanks to all those who have DM'd and sent Asks. It's so much fun getting to know you all! 🖤

Well, that was pretty much this week all whipped up in a nutshell! I hope you've all had a great week and are enjoying yourself this weekend too.🤘🏻

Stay kind & stay creamy 🖤

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#jett's weekly whip round #agent whiskey #agent whiskey jack daniels #whiskey jack daniels #agent whiskey kingsman #pedro pascal #pedro pascal characters #jett's pedro boys #jett's writing #jett's giflets #ezra prospect #dieter bravo #joel miller #fic recs #jett's fics recs #jett has spoken #Spotify

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ellanainthetardis · 1 year

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Hello Ellana, je me demandais si tu avais des recs de fics avec Sirius et Severus en persos principaux (ship ou pas ship, français ou anglais) ? J'ai déjà regardé tous tes favorites ffnet et bookmarks AO3 pour des recs du coup je jette un peu une bouteille à la mer, au cas où il y aurait des fics que tu aimes mais qui n'ont jamais été bookmarkées!

Hors de mes favoris et mes bookmarks y a rien qui me vient à l’esprit, j’avoue… :/ Sorry! Tu as essayé l’onglet communauté sur ff? Je pense pas que ce soit très utilisé de nos jours mais y a peut-être de vieilles histoires et je suis sure qu’il doit y avoir un topic Severus et Sirius….

Sinon mon autre idée serait d’aller voir sur potions & snitches…

#ask #anon

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schittscreekficrec · 2 years

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It’s David and Patrick’s anniversary! What are some good anniversary celebration fics?

We are having lots of wedding and anniversary feels today! Here are some of our favourite anniversary fics.

Pretty Paper by @five678patty [david/patrick, T, multi chapter]

serendipity by railmedaddy @rmd-writes [david/patrick, T, one shot]

Because You Loved Me by @vanillahigh00 [david/patrick, M, one shot]

deliver my heart by @5ambreakdown [david/patrick, T, one shot]

You Know Me So Well by Lisamc21 @lisamc-21 [david/patrick, E, one shot]

better in color by @hullomoon [david/patrick, M, one shot]

Anniversary Cake by @doublel27 [david/patrick, G, one shot]

paper... by startswithhope @language-of-love [david/patrick, T, one shot]

This vibe has got a hold on me by @yourbuttervoicedbeau [david/patrick, T, one shot]

This creaking in my bones isn't pain, it's applause by fairmanor [david/patrick, G, one shot]

#schitt's creek fic rec #schitt's creek fic #asks #anonymous #schitt's creek #dp #by jette #anniversary

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arewordsenough · 3 years

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Another cover... because inspiration... here you go @xtarmanderx

The Ground Beneath My Feet

Rating: Explicit - M/M - Josh Diaz/Brett Talbot - S4-6 Rewrite

Summary: Josh doesn’t expect his entire world to change when he goes to a lacrosse game. And it doesn’t. At least, not at first. Enter Brett Talbot, the one boy capable of changing everything.

#Jett #josh diaz #brett talbot #fic rec #my edit

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frozenmemories1987 · 3 years

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Welcome home party? Tilly x Reno? You're gonna write that arent you?

Okay, I promise I’ll keep this in mind. In the meantime may I recommend you read this instead?

I randomly went through the Jett Reno tag on AO3 (which is too short) for inspiration and that one just stood out.

#asks #fic rec #tilly x reno #sylvia tilly #jett reno #discovery

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starfleetdoesntfirefirst · 4 years

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...And now I’m having Milky, Philippa and Nikos brotp feels again... <3

#thank u for the gorgeous Milky art and its resulting Sentient Cloud feels #I did some writing last week on one of those Philippa x nonbinary!Nikos wips I've been talking about for nearly TWO YEARS NOW #so hoping to finally post it soon #massive shoutout always to georgiov for the nonbinary Nikos Georgiou idea #and onaperduamedee for Milky's existence #though tragiquely the Nikos x Philippa wip I'm working on/hoping to publish soon doesn't include Milky #(I do have one ficlet WIP feat. Milky #but it's informally queued behind that gaggle of 2018-2019 WIPs I've been trying to complete and post as I have time #so it might be a while before it's Coming Soon To A Computer Screen Near You)#anyway speaking of georgiov they HAVE written a wonderful Milky in their Jett x Philippa fic #(TALK ABOUT MY INTERESTS ALIGNING)#so if you wanna read fic about Philippa and her sentient cloud sidekick #THAT EXISTS #and can be found in my #fic rec #(or #jett x philippa #or #milky the samoyed #tag)#georgiou #nikos georgiou #nikos x philippa

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phoebe-delia · 2 years

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Phoebe's Ultimate Drarry Playlist

@ginnyxdarling-1, you asked me to list the songs that I think best encapsulate Drarry. You were very sweet to inquire, multiple times I might add, as to whether I was putting too much effort into this. And I did. But you see, Jet, you know as well as I do that when our ADHD brains are interested in something, they will sink their claws in and not let go until they're satisfied.

As you can guess, there are mostly Taylor Swift songs on here *gasp* shocker I know. But there are other songs by other artists, if for no other reason than to prove that I listen to *some* other things. (But in my defense, Taylor has songs in so many fucking genres and styles that I can satisfy pretty much any musical craving with her music. I fucking love her.)

Anyway, on to the list! I'm going to list the songs by other artists first, and then all the Taylor songs in their own category since there are so many of them. There will, of course, be a little explanation for each song. (There also may or may not be self-recs in there if I wrote a fic for a song.)

Read on to see my essential Drarry songs listed in no particular order. Enjoy!

"I Hate Myself for Loving You" by Joan Jett:

Why it's Drarry: I think the title sorta speaks for itself, doesn't it? It's not a perfect fit, but here's what I imagine. Drarry have been secretly dating sorta on-and-off, but Draco wants more/to go public. So, naturally, rather than communicate, he makes Harry jealous in some club. Harry storms over and pulls Draco away from the stranger and kisses him in front of everyone.

Stand-out Lyrics:

I hate myself for loving you Can't break free from the things that you do I wanna walk but I run back to you That's why I hate myself for loving you

"Savior Complex" by Phoebe Bridgers:

Why it's Drarry: This, to me, is Drarry trying to work out their baggage from the war, both with each other and their own individual trauma. It's going to mean a lot of vulnerable, emotional conversations, but it's worth it for them both. And it'll be easier than they think. Also the title, I mean c'mon that's Harry right there.

Stand-out lyrics:

I'm a bad liar With a savior complex All the skeletons you hide Show me yours, and I'll show you mine

Read I fic I wrote for this song here!

"Dark Side" by Kelly Clarkson:

Why it's Drarry: I need to write a songfic for this and I will, probably soon. But, as you can probably guess, this song is Draco admitting to Harry that he has a lot of issues and asking him to be there to bring him back to who he really is, who he wants to be when the self-loathing kicks in. It's so perfect for Draco, my goodness.

Stand-out lyrics:

Or will you stay Even if it hurts Even if I try to push you out Will you return? And remind me who I really am Please remind me who I really am

Everybody's got a dark side Do you love me? Can you love mine? Nobody's a picture perfect But we're worth it You know that we're worth it Will you love me? Even with my dark side?

"The Thrill of First Love" from the musical Falsettos:

Why it's Drarry: Oh my GOD the bickering. This entire song is JUST BICKERING AND FLIRTING!!!! *imagine me flailing emphatically* Marvin is Harry from Cursed Child, and Whizzer is so Draco it almost hurts. I want so so so bad to capture this dynamic for a fic...somehow. I don't know how, yet, but I'll figure it out I swear. Go listen to this song you will thank me later.

Stand-out lyrics (ALL OF THEM! Seriously GO listen to this song. You don't need the musical's plot context. But I'll give you this): "We ask for passion at all times/We stand for passion and drink this toast/Still it's awfully trying/And we're not denying/That of all the lesser passions/We like fighting most."

"History" by One Direction

Why it's Drarry: This, to me, is Drarry about to break up because they've been fighting a lot and it's strained. But it all ends up okay! They decide to do whatever it takes to work it out. They love each other more than they want to be prideful, and they're determined to stay together. They're happiest together, and they'll fight for each other. Plus, they have a lot of history ;)

Stand-out lyrics: "You and me got a whole lot of history/We could be the greatest team that the world has ever seen/You and me got a whole lot of history/So don't let it go, we can make some more, we can live forever."

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All the rest of these are Taylor Swift songs :)

"The Way I Loved You"

Why it's Drarry: This song is perfect (PERFECT) for a Drarry make-up break-up fic (...more on that in a minute). It just perfectly captures their dynamic if they were to have a secret relationship that ends because they're scared of public reaction. One of them (Draco in the fic I wrote because I couldn't bear to do Ginny that dirty) starts dating someone else who should be Societally Perfect for him, but he misses the other man so much. Their relationship was dramatic and a little turbulent but it had passion and chemistry and all the things we love about Drarry. And, of course, they get back together.

Stand-out lyrics (seriously the whole song is perfect but):

But I miss screaming and fighting and kissing in the rain And it's 2:00 a.m. and I'm cursing your name So in love that you act insane And that's the way I loved you Breakin' down and coming undone It's a roller coaster kinda rush And I never knew I could feel that much And that's the way I loved you

Read the fic I wrote for the song here!

"Superman"

Why it's Drarry: This is Draco falling fast and hard for Harry in the early stages of their relationship. Honestly, this is a little OOC for Draco, too sickly sweet and hero worship-y. But the sentiment is there in a lot of ways because Draco does have a lot of admiration for Harry and sees him as an imperfect hero. Plus it has the theme of saving people, which is pretty real for them.

Stand-out lyrics:

He's got his mothers eyes, his father's ambition I wonder if he knows how much that I miss him

(RIGHT???) okay also:

And I watch superman fly away Come back, I'll be with you someday I'll be right here on the ground When you come back down

"I Know Places"

Why it's Drarry: This is basically the opposite of "Ours." It's Drarry in a secret relationship or a new one, and they're avoiding the media and haters as much as possible. They've got to find stolen moments together away from the rest of the world.

Stand-out lyrics:

Baby, I know places we won't be found and They'll be chasing their tails trying to track us down 'Cause I, I, I, I know places we can hide I know places I know places

and

They take their shots, but we're bulletproof (I know places) And you know for me it's always you (I know places) In the dead of night, your eyes so green (I know places) And I know for you it's always me (I know places)

Read the fic I wrote for this song here! (it's technically a sequel to another one but you don't need the context to understand)

"Call It What You Want"

Why it's Drarry: This song, out of all of Taylor's discography (thus far), best captures Drarry's post-war dynamic. It's just lovely for them. This song is great because it's about them facing the world, despite their baggage and damage. They seek comfort and strength in each other. They don't care what people want to label them, because how they feel and treat each other is more important. It's great for Draco after the war, slowly rebuilding himself, learning to forgive himself, and letting Harry forgive him. He's starting to believe that he deserves the kind of love Harry wants to give him, and he'll learn to trust both himself and Harry.

Stand-out lyrics: (okay, truly all of them, so this is gonna be a lot, hang on.)

My castle crumbled overnight I brought a knife to a gunfight They took the crown, but it's alright All the liars are calling me one Nobody's heard from me for months I'm doing better than I ever was, 'cause

My baby's fit like a daydream Walking with his head down I'm the one he's walking to So call it what you want, yeah, call it what you want to

and

And I know I make the same mistakes every time Bridges burn, I never learn, at least I did one thing right I did one thing right

and

I recall late November, holdin' my breath Slowly I said, "You don't need to save me But would you run away with me?" Yes (would you run away?)

See the fic I wrote for the song here!!

"The Archer"

Why it's Drarry: Well, really it's Harry. It's soooo Harry, my poor baby. He's processing a lot of trauma. This song really captures that, and it is almost scarily, eerily accurate. Like. I'll just show you the lyrics.

Stand-out lyrics:

Easy they come, easy they go I jump from the train, I ride off alone I never grew up, it's getting so old Help me hold onto you

and

I wake in the night, I pace like a ghost The room is on fire, invisible smoke And all of my heroes die all alone Help me hold onto you

and

All the king's horses, all the king's men Couldn't put me together again 'Cause all of my enemies started out friends Help me hold onto you

The fic I wrote for this song is the third in a series of three ficlets. I am very proud of all three, and you can read them all here.

"peace"

Why it's Drarry: This is similar to "Dark Side" in some ways. It's Draco asking Harry to stay with him even though he's not easy to be with. He's prickly and difficult and sarcastic, but he'll always be loyal and ultimately loving. He wants to be enough for Harry, and he knows they face challenges, and he'll do his best but being with him is going to bring criticism. It would be easier for Harry to marry Ginny and become an official part of the Weasley family, but Draco loves him and wants to do his best to be the right person for Harry.

Stand-out lyrics:

I never had the courage of my convictions As long as danger is near And it's just around the corner, darling 'Cause it lives in me No, I could never give you peace

But I'm a fire, and I'll keep your brittle heart warm If your cascade ocean wave blues come All these people think love's for show But I would die for you in secret The devil's in the details, but you got a friend in me Would it be enough if I could never give you peace?

Your integrity makes me seem small You paint dreamscapes on the wall I talk shit with my friends It's like I'm wasting your honor.

Read the fic I wrote for this song here!

"gold rush"

Why it's Drarry: This song was the one that inspired me to write Taylor Swift/Drarry songfics in the first place, actually. It's perfect for a pining Draco, IMO. It's about wanting someone so beautiful, so perfect, and so beloved by everyone, and you hate yourself a little for wanting them so much and feeling so raw and vulnerable around them, but you can't help it.

Stand-out lyrics:

But I don't like a gold rush, gold rush I don't like anticipating my face in a red flush I don't like that anyone would die to feel your touch Everybody wants you Everybody wonders what it would be like to love you

and

What must it be like To grow up that beautiful? With your hair falling into place like dominoes My mind turns your life into folklore I can't dare to dream about you anymore At dinner parties Won't call you out on your contrarian shit And the coastal town We never found will never See a love as pure as it 'Cause it fades into the gray of my day old tea 'Cause it will never be

Gleaming Twinkling Eyes like sinking ships On waters so inviting I almost jump in

Read the fic I wrote for this song here!

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