Pjo fic recs for the few people that will see this
https://archiveofourown.org/works/26258887/chapters/63919531 - One of my favorite fics ever. Very Will centric, and I love! The Apollo cabin OCs.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/64071844/chapters/164384653 - this fic is by @sarcasmandships and may be one of my favorite fics of all time. Like nothing compares to this. Literally anything by them is absolutely wonderful, and I genuinely think that this is one of the best AUs out there
https://archiveofourown.org/works/45723121 - funny but also really sweet. This one is a valgrace fic and I just love the way Jason is written in it
https://archiveofourown.org/works/55664305 - another valgrace one (they are my babies) by @queenjunothegreat and the characterization!!! Is so good.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/53638420 - @mediumgayitalian wrote this one and it's so silly. I love it when Will is so oblivious to everything
red is the color of sirius’ shirt, narcissa’s lips and regulus’ pocket handkerchief. red represents how they rebelled against their family (sirius ran away and was openly against their morals, narcissa lied to voldemort and basically helped defeating him w her words, regulus turned against voldemort at the last moment, dying for his cause)
narcissa and andromeda are the only ones not wearing black, and they’re the only survivors in this picture.
clothes and accessories:
andromeda is wearing a white dress that resembles a bride’s dress, because she ran away to marry ted. her and sirius’s clothes are also less restricting than regulus and narcissa’s, because unlike their younger siblings they got their freedom.
andromeda, like her cousins, is wearing silver jewelry, aside from a gold ring (her engagement ring), and with her hand she’s covering a family pendant (she chose love over her family). regulus is wearing a pin that looks like salazar’s locket.
poses and such:
andromeda isn’t looking at the camera because she was the first to “look away from her family”, and sirius is looking at her because he would soon follow in her footsteps (andy also has a hand on his shoulder to further represent her influence on him). similarly, bellatrix (who is the only one smiling) is keeping an hand on narcissa so she wouldn’t leave. narcissa has a hand clenched in a fist, covered by her left, (as a way to hide her defiance).
Written for @writers-choice prompt "kink in neck". Title is from the Blue Rodeo song Head Over Heels.
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Nico turns from where he’s been unsuccessfully matching freshly laundered socks to the sound of his cabin door opening. His boyfriend collapses onto the bed nearest the door.
“Hey Solace. What’s up?”
“I have a crick. In my neck,” Will announces in the same tone you might expect someone to disclose a terminal diagnosis.
“A what?” Nico drops a sock and swears under his breath.
“A crick. You know. A kink.” Will repeats.
Nico raises an eyebrow, grinning. “A kink. Tell me more.”
Will scowls at him.
Will looks… kind of awful, actually. His eyes are puffy and tired and Nico’s pretty sure he hasn’t even attempted to comb his hair. He’s got a hot water bottle pressed to his shoulder and some kind of fuzzy pink pillow around his neck. When he shifts himself on the bed, he does it very gingerly.
“So why aren’t you in the infirmary?” Nico asks, shoving the rest of the clean socks into his drawer unmatched and attempting to force the drawer closed. It bounces back at him.
There’s a pause and then, “It doesn’t matter,” Will says, averting his eyes.
“It doesn’t… what the fuck, Solace. What’s going on? Why are you acting weird?”
Nico gives the dresser drawer one last shove before giving it up as a bad job. He takes a tentative step towards his boyfriend. He’s helped Will out in the infirmary quite a bit over the past four years, ever since Gaea, but he still feels a little awkward around illnesses and injuries. It’s much easier when he has Will bossing him around, although he’s certainly not going to tell Will that.
“It was made very clear to me that I wasn’t welcome in the infirmary,” Will says stiffly.
“What? Why?”
Will mutters something under his breath.
“Sorry, didn’t catch that.”
Will throws a hand dramatically (yet gingerly) over his eyes and repeats, only a little louder, “Kayla said I was being a big baby.”
When Nico doesn’t respond right away, Will pulls his hand back a fraction to see his boyfriend fighting a smile.
“What?” Will asks flatly.
“Well, were you?”
“That’s not the point.”
“It kind of is, though.” Nico’s pretty sure now that Will isn’t grievously injured, but even so, he sits down extra carefully on the bed next to him.
“What can I do for you?” Nico asks, trying not to sound condescending. He thinks he manages. Mostly.
“Nothing. It’s fine. You can just leave me to my misery like everyone else,” Will pouts.
“Come on, what do you need? Morphine? Chicken soup? I can help you write your last will and testament.”
Will huffs.
“Want me to summon a zombie chiropractor?”
“What, really?” Will blinks.
Nico considers. “I mean, I don’t know any personally. But we could ask Jules-Albert.”
Will wrinkles his nose. “Let’s call that Plan B.”
“I can melt all the flesh off your bones if you want,” Nico offers. “But that’s not super… reversible. I wouldn’t really recommend it.”
Will’s mouth twitches into an almost-smile, and Nico shifts to lie down next to him, reaching for his hand. “Wanna tell me what’s really going on?” he asks, more gently.
Will sighs, looking defeated. “Archery practice ran late last night and I ended up missing dinner and then I was late for my shift at the infirmary. Then I ripped the pocket of my favourite hoodie on the fucking infirmary door and ended up eating six granola bars for dinner because Austin had eaten all the sandwiches we keep in the fridge in there. I got to bed after midnight but then I couldn’t sleep because I was pissed off about the fucking hoodie and the granola bars. This morning I woke up with this damn kin - crick. Crick in my neck. And it hurts,” he finishes pathetically.
There’s a long pause, in which Will’s gaze rests on their joined hands, his face set in a frown.
“The green hoodie?” Nico asks.
“Yeah,” Will says dejectedly.
“I like that one.”
“I know. You keep stealing it.”
Nico smiles. “Yeah.”
“My neck does hurt, but… mostly I’m just feeling crummy and grouchy,” Will says reluctantly after a moment.
“So you don’t need morphine?”
Will snorts.
“You’re having a rotten day and you want some sympathy?”
“Maybe.”
Nico shifts closer, pressing his lips to Will’s. Will sighs, squeezing his fingers. Nico takes that as a sign to kiss him a bit more. Although honestly Nico will happily take just about anything as a sign to kiss Will a bit more.
There’s quiet for a long moment, and Nico sinks pleasantly into the familiar pressure of Will’s lips warm against his, their mingled breath, Will’s eyelashes brushing his cheeks. Will tastes like cinnamon gum and coffee. Nico pulls away and Will’s eyes slowly blink open.
“Hi.”
“Hi.”
“You know I’m always happy to comfort you if you rip your hoodie, or even if you like… get a paper cut,” Nico tells Will.
Will looks sheepish, but pleased.
“You're always allowed to ask for comfort, okay? You don’t even need a reason. All you have to do is tell me. We all need extra attention sometimes.”
Will smiles softly. “Listen to you. When did you get so smart?”
Nico shrugs. “Maybe I’ve been listening to some smart guy.”
“Hmm.”
“Yeah.” Nico brushes the hair off Will’s forehead. It’s extra messy. He kind of likes it.
“Want me to cuddle you?”
“Can you?”
“Of course. Idiot,” Nico adds affectionately. “I just gotta go train some anklebiters for an hour. After that I’m all yours. Can you wait?”
Will nods, looking happier.
Nico kisses him once more and stands, looking around for his sword.
“Hey, aren’t you supposed to be alternating heat and ice?” Nico asks, remembering what he’s heard Will tell campers in the infirmary. “You want me to grab an ice pack on my way back?”
“Yeah, that would be nice, actually.”
“Or I could just use my cold, dead heart,” Nico deadpans.
“I thought you gave that up.”
Nico smiles fondly at the other boy. "Yeah. I guess I did."
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CANON FICS
A Dream Within a Dream by BlindAssassinUK (M, 25 chapters, 125k words)
Booth struggles to recover from his brain surgery and with Sweets’ assessment that his feelings for Bones aren’t real. As if this wasn’t enough to keep our favourite FBI agent busy, a serial killer comes to town. Mostly written in tandem with Season 5.
A Lotta Heart by nelliesbones (M, 10 chapters, 18k words)
“Bones, she believes in the system.” Except that she didn’t. Not completely. Not anymore… This is a story about a woman protecting her family. A story about the man who loves her. Spoilerfree, warm-hearted and M for a reason.
An Aggregation of Maladjusted Companions by Jazzyproz (M, 43 chapters, 250k words)
Suffering from a declining solve rate following their returns to DC, Booth and Brennan are forced to attend a team-building convention. Neither of them think they need the workshops or exercises, but it’s apparent to everyone around them that if they don’t do something, the whole team will soon be falling apart. Can they fix their broken partnership?
An Unexpected Outcome by BB-loverr (M, 5 chapters, 8k)
Before she could do anything Booth had her pinned. He made sure most of his weight was on his elbows so he wasn’t crushing her. Someone is after Bones & Booth is protecting her. Set in early season 5
Becoming One by nelliesbones (M, 21 chapters, 83k)
He is handsome, she is beautiful, and somewhere in between… they have made a baby. Warm-hearted and M for a reason. Slightly spoiler-y AN’s, the story itself is spoilerfree.
By Any Means Necessary by Heather Wyatt (M, 45 chapters, 433k, DARKER FIC)
When an overseas trip for Brennan leaves her in terrible danger, Booth does what is necessary to save her - even if what he is forced to do has the potential to drive her away from him forever. Set in season 5, pre-100th; Inspired by the movie “Taken”.
Can You Save Her, Agent Booth? by Jazzyproz (M, 62 chapters, 464k)
Booth receives a disturbing text in the middle of the night aboout Bones - will he be able to find her in time? Or will he lose her forever? Will this guy really kill her, or is it just a bluff?
For You, I’d Bleed Myself Dry by coffeehelps (M, 1 chapter, 11k)
The night that Booth took a bullet for Brennan in front of that karaoke stage was forever ingrained in Brennan’s mind. Every year, on the anniversary of that night, Brennan experiences those volatile feelings all over again… and they help her realize just how much Booth means to her.
everyone lives au in which harry is raised by jegulus and remus teaches defence at hogwarts consistently and of course because harry is son of his father and hates seeing his uncle moony miserable at every full moon, he decides he wants to become an animagus too! if even uncle wormtail could do it there was no way he couldn’t, right? teachers were always telling him he was very bright!
james absolutely cannot keep it together when he gets a concerned letter from remus saying that harry has stopped talking and seems to not even want to open his mouth and it makes him feel dreadful because remus knows the first step for the transformation way too well, they had to repeat it at least twice back in his days just because the full moon was cloudy at the end of the month.
regulus reads the letter and just sits there in the kitchen with his head on the table as james excitedly summons a parchment and pen to start writing a lengthy list of tips. sirius apparates in the middle of the room approximately five minutes later looking like christmas, his birthday, harry’s birthday and his anniversary with remus had just come all at once. regulus groans “oh god why did i have a child with you. why is he your carbon copy. why is he your carbon copy. why”
