You Know I Live for the HustlebyBittersweet_in_Boston (Modern AU, Flight Attendant Bucky, CEO Steve | 3,5K | Explicit): He’s coming back down the aisle a few minutes later, calling over his shoulder to Nat, when he turns his head just in time to avoid bumping into 3C, who’s standing there, looking at Bucky intensely but maybe also a little uncertainly. Bucky stops and looks up into 3C’s face. He has to physically restrain himself from swallowing hard, because 3C is a Specimen of the Highest Order. Tall, a few inches taller than Bucky’s six feet, dressed in head-to-toe Tom Ford business casual with dark blond hair sweeping across his forehead and curling at his very expensive shirt collar, piercing blue eyes, full lips, and a neatly trimmed, well-cared-for beard.Further investigation reveals glints of silver in both hair and beard, and now Bucky really needs to go lie down. Instead, he raises his eyebrows as if to say, Well?(Part 1 of Live for the Hustle)
Get a Little More Close to MebyBittersweet_in_Boston (Modern AU, Flight Attendant Bucky, CEO Steve | 13K | Explicit): “Bucky. I’m so glad you decided to join me.” Steve stands up at his primo table in the middle of the Water Library’s main dining room to greet Bucky. He looks even better than he did on the flight, in a lightweight silk-wool suit in royal blue and a crisp bright white button up with the top three buttons open. Bucky very purposely doesn’t peek to see if any chest hair is showing because he’s having enough trouble holding it together as it is. (Part 2 of Live for the Hustle)
And in between it’s never as it seemsbyBittersweet_in_Boston (Regency AU | 12K | Explicit): …in which James Barnes of Winterbourn in Derbyshire and retired Army commander Steven Rogers take their friendship to the next level, but must contend with much more than societal disapproval to be together. (Part 2 of The RegencyVerse)
September 1, 1969byBeaArthurPendragon (1970′s AU, Vietnam Vets Bucky&Steve | 7K | Explicit): Last year, Buck Barnes came home from Vietnam with a bad back and a prosthetic arm named Roz–and with nothing left to lose, he let the GI Bill take him to college as far away from his closeted life in Indiana as possible: New York City. When a gorgeous blond square looking lost as a lamb walks into the gay bar where he works on the weekends, he’s only thinking about tonight. He never expected to find himself wishing for a tomorrow, too.Lots of feelings with some porn. (Part 1 of I’ll Light Your Way Home)
SugarbyBeaArthurPendragon/@beaarthurpendragon (1970′s AU, Vietnam Vets Bucky&Steve | 2K | Explicit): It’s been two months since a couple of lost Vietnam vets found each other one night in a Hell’s Kitchen gay bar. One sleepy Sunday morning, they start to realize that what they have could become something more. (Part 2 of I’ll Light Your Way Home)
PolarisbyBecassine/@becassine (Canon | 9K | Teen): Sarah Rogers always said that they were written in the stars. Bucky thinks that perhaps she was right.
Here and Where You Arebycrinklefries/@spacerenegades (Time Travel | 29K | Mature): In his first life, Bucky Barnes never gets his happy ending. This changes everything, so he has to try, and try again.
“Today the thing I am missing most is the weight of your arm over me at night. The metal one, like a shield that would cover me at night without me having to carry it.”
FOUND IT it’s called IceblinkbyOceanbreeze7 and it features yassen as alex’s adoptive father and mentor, alex being a pickpocket and jealous of julius, and nile being great
•••>Warnings: smut, unprotected sex, dirty talk, noona kink (although reader is younger. I promise, it’ll make sense), masturbation (Kook), exhibitionism?, sense of helplessness, Jungkook feels empty and numb, mention/fictitious use of Wicca by Hobi, cursing, instant love, tortured love, oral (f and m receiving), mention of cheating, depression, angst, fluff?
You opened your eyes for the first time in his room. Well, for better words, you simply came to be in his room. You didn’t need to raise your eyelids or blink away unwanted blurriness. Your vision suddenly just… was.
You fixed your permanent stare on his face, watching as he stuck his tongue into his cheek and quirked an eyebrow. At your first experience in the world, you tried to mirror his expression by quirking your own eyebrow, only to discover that you had no other features to manipulate.
This is so creative! The plot, the idea, everything are so creative
Thanks for reading! I feel like I could’ve done much better on this one, but alas- it seems that it’s done well! I might go back and edit it after I’ve caught up with everything else… thanks for the rec!
Ever since the end of the war Draco Malfoy has been scratching a living as a sex worker. He lives on the margins of society in squalid rooms and doesn’t imagine that his life will ever change. Then, after a couple of years, Draco becomes pregnant by an unknown client. Despite the Healers at St Mungo’s treating him with prejudice and contempt, Draco is determined to keep his baby. In his desperation, Draco approaches the wrong person and the result is disastrous. Draco is beaten up and left for dead in an alleyway. As Draco hovers between life and death, Harry Potter discovers his bruised and battered body.
The Saviour doesn’t only save Draco’s life. He takes Draco back to Grimmauld Place and helps him to recover.
Draco, star Seeker for Puddlemere United, did not plan on getting pregnant with Harry Potter’s baby in a one-night stand (or, as Harry referred to it the morning after — “a mistake”). But Draco’s pregnancy affects more than just his body and his relationship with Harry, it also touches the people in their lives. These are their perspectives.
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Author’s Note: Ladderofyears—Emma, I read “A Star Danced” all in one go when it first came out. I smiled, I cried (a lot), and fell in love with your words and your universe. It is one of my favorite stories I’ve read this year, and I felt beyond honored (and, honestly more than a little intimidated) to be given a chance to remix your story! I had so many ideas and drafts because it was honestly hard to remix perfection, but I hope you enjoy the new perspectives of the scenes you crafted with such care! Thanks to the Mods for hosting, many, many people on discord for sprinting with me, and, of course, B, my lovely and wonderful beta.
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Mod Note: While we would always encourage reading the fic which inspired a remix, you shouldn’t feel you have to do so. It’s OK to just dive straight into the remix!
I wrote a thing! And I can now tell the world I wrote the thing! (AKA here’s my Drarry remix where Harry basically gets 0 screen time! I kid, but it really IS outsider POV!)
I also highly recommend you make some tea, snuggle under a blanket and read the original!
@anaxandria-writes thank you so much for writing this wonderful, sweet and brilliant fic. It made me tremendously happy and I have read it about a dozen times since. I feel honoured at the time and the care you gave me ❤❤
His name is Kier Warden, pureblood, white as fucking snow with big blue eyes and an arrogant tilt to his chin. He’s got soft blonde curls and a winning smile, straight white teeth. He’s perfect for the Wizengamot, the picture of abashed contrition whenever anyone turns to look at him. “Sorry, Mr Potter,” he says. “I don’t know what came over me.” Except Harry knows. Because he heard the low murmur right before Warden bit him, the foul insult followed by the open disdain. He bit Harry because he can’t stand that the Wizarding world loves someone who isn’t perfectly white. He can’t take the way the Wizarding world seemingly worships the ground Harry walks on. Kier Warden hates him, that’s why he bit him.
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Author’s Note: It has been my absolute pleasure and privilege to have read and been able to remix hephaestiions’s fic, It’s You. The atmosphere of that fic stuck with me when I read it and I couldn’t get it out of my head. I had so many ideas about where I wanted to take this fic but by the time I got to the end, it felt like this fic was complete. It has been a pleasure to dip my toes into your world, hephaestiions. Thank you for allowing me to be part of it. I wanted to address the “racism” tag in this fic. It refers to the way certain characters in this fic view poc characters as less than. Also, since werewolves in the HP world are considered outcasts, there’s a moment in the fic where there’s discussion of whether a poc werewolf is classified as “Beast” or “Being.” The whole fic deals with POC werewolf Harry trying to navigate a racist society. That said, Harry in this fic is mixed race, Latine/Indian. Because I am a white-passing latine, born in the US, I had the help of my two sensitivity readers, L and S. I am immensely grateful for their insights on this story. I would also like to thank S, the amazing beta who read over this piece and helped me whip this fic into shape. I appreciate all your comments and all your help. Lastly, I’d like to thank the mods of this exchange. Remixes are my jam and I am so glad that you guys brought this fest back this year.
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Mod Note: While we would always encourage reading the fic which inspired a remix, you shouldn’t feel you have to do so. It’s OK to just dive straight into the remix!
I had the pleasure of remixing It’s You, a wonderful and intriguing story that I highly recommend. As for my fic, it wouldn’t be what it is without the help of @fantalfand@laudh8. Thank you for your insights. And thanks also to @the-sinking-ship for the beta ♥️
Y'all Ana is a magnificent writer, full of nuance and love. This is an amazing fic that’s taut and full of tension and absolutely gorgeous. It’s Youby@ohdrarry is such a stellar fic as well. Both fics go so well together while still being masterpieces on their own.
Harry visits Malfoy in Azkaban. “The fuck are you here for, Potter?” “Wanted to see if you still had your soul and all,” Harry mutters. “I thought one of the Dementors here might try and kiss you.” Malfoy huffs out a laugh and starts coughing and hacking up shit, sounding real awful. Awful in that way that makes you want to laugh, too. Then you feel guilty about laughing later.
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Author’s Note: Fwoosh, I admire your writing so much, and you inspire me a lot in my own writing I am so happy that I got to remix one of your works :) feels how it feels to feel is one of my all time favorite fwooshy fics, and I knew right away that I wanted to remix it. This is a little sequel to it. Also, thank you very much to J who read this over, and thank you to the mods for organizing. Please mind the tags, and thank you for reading!
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Mod Note: While we would always encourage reading the fic which inspired a remix, you shouldn’t feel you have to do so. It’s OK to just dive straight into the remix!
for pride ill be sharing some of my favorite queer movies and shows. most of them will be horror but there will be some fluffy ones!
first up we got thelma (2017), a norwegian thriller/supernatural movie which is so very gay. like gayness-causes-me-to-levitate gay.
my favorite thing about this movie, besides the empowering queer narrative, is the absolutely stunning visuals. the cinematography is breathtaking and so is the scene composition. the tension is so vivid that you get this mix of tenderness and terror all throughout almost every interaction
