Fandoms: Check Please! (Webcomic)
28 Jun 2018
Kent's daemon still changed forms as often as hockey twitter decided on a new colour for Kent's eyes. Some days his eyes were green, and Kit was a greyhound or an arctic fox. Other days they were brown, and she was a tiny gecko or swallow.
An AU where everyone has a daemon and Jack & Bitty come to stay with Kent for the weekend. Cue dance-offs, far too much reality TV, baking, falling in love and Parse's daemon finally (!) settling down.
Bookmarked by LKGoldberg
11 Aug 2018
When Arthur wakes up, he doesn't have any memories. He doesn't know who he used to be or what the world is. What he does know is his name. And oddly enough that he can trust Merlin. He sort of has to, Merlin's the only person he knows and the poor man needs all the assistance that he can get, since Merlin only has one arm. Eventually, Merlin begins to teach Arthur about the world but there's several things Merlin won't tell Arthur about for some reason.
One day, Merlin says he wants to take a trip to collect the stories of the people. It turns out that this trip ends up revealing more than Merlin wanted Arthur to know about. And finally, Arthur will learn what is cost Merlin to bring the dead once and future king back to life.
- Part 2 of Veil of Elysium
Just as Patrick felt ready to step in the shower, he realized he forgot his shaving kit in his luggage. He slung a towel over his hips and opened the bathroom door. He was not prepared for what he saw on the other side.
Jonny was leaning over the edge of the bed, away from Patrick, rummaging through his bag for something. His laptop had shifted slightly in his lap, angling it toward Patrick.
And well, it definitely wasn't netflix...
It was porn. And not just any porn, gay porn (and bad gay porn!). Patrick squinted, jock gets edged by coach. Ewwww.
But also... shit.
OR Jonny is still in the closet and Patrick offers to be Jonny's first gay sex experience. We know how this goes. This is tropey...but, I make no apologies.
Adam came home an hour and a half late.
Lucifer was an angel once.
That’s what Nursey thinks, the first time he sees William Poindexter.
Because the boy is beautiful even though he shouldn’t be. Even though he’s doubtless the kind of person who would punch you in the face if you said the words “you” and “beautiful” to him in the same sentence.
His skin is choked with freckles. It’s potentially more freckle than skin. Not just his face, where his nose and cheekbones are so hyper-pigmented they look tanned, but his collarbones and forearms and knuckles. The close-shaved dark ginger stubble of his hair should make his ears look too big or his mouth too wide but instead it accentuates the long curve of his throat, the cup of velvet skin between the tendons in the back of his neck.
“You’re the new defenseman?” Nursey asks. “William Poindexter?”
And the boy turns around and considers him with what might be contempt but what might just be the way his face looks and says, “Yeah?” like its a challenge.
And Nursey thinks:
Bookmarked by LKGoldberg
30 Jul 2018