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Hear me out.
First five chapters are now live!
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapter Ten is here - featuring a trip to The Kingfisher and some yearning from across the bar after a disastrous first kiss…
https://archiveofourown.org/works/82548461/chapters/226841991#workskin
Surprise! Chapter Nine is live 🥰🏕️🐎
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Chapter Eigt is live! Things are getting slippery on a river tubing trip…
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If you’re feeling betrayed and angry about the Good Omens finale allow me to offer you a softer landing: the South Downs ending I wanted our boys to have.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/20145856/chapters/47728180
i do genuinely believe that the best thing that can happen to a person Creatively is to just get obsessed with some random-ass guy
Chapter Six is now live - the slow burn is starting to smolder 🔥🐎🏕️
https://archiveofourown.org/works/82548461/chapters/217293561
Chapter Five is live!
https://archiveofourown.org/works/82548461?view_full_work=true
I heard we were talking about high!Ilya on painkillers today and I know it’s cheesy but I do think Mr. Big Husband Guy would absolutely be one of those dudes who looks at Shane after he comes out of a minor procedure and just. Loses his shit. Huuuuuge smile, cannot stop looking at Shane and calling him beautiful and nice and asking him questions in a very poor attempt at flirting. He thinks he’s being slick when he outright asks if Shane is married.
And Shane is like, “yeah, I’m married to you.”
This is the greatest news Ilya has ever heard. “What?” He asks, happy tears springing to his eyes. “Me?”
“Yeah.”
“For real?”
“Yeah, Ilya, of course. I love you; we’re married.”
“You love me?”
“Yeah,” Shane laughs. “A lot.”
“Wow. Wow.” Ilya is stunned. “I really married you?”
“Yeah look.” Shane takes his hand and shows him the wedding band on his finger before showing off his own. He presses a sweet, chaste kiss to Ilya’s mouth and the poor guy melts.
“Oh wow,” Ilya sighs. Then pauses. “Wait, come back here. We’re married, come—”
And that’s how Shane manages to find himself sloppily making out in Ilya’s tiny hospital bed, with Ilya murmuring wow every other kiss.
And for the ladies (non gendered) - maybe chapter four??
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chapter three is live!
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In very long term relationships that involve sex, you start to develop a sort of short hand for sex. Communicating desire etc. Once they’re married and living together so the expectation is no longer in viewing range, time to fuck, Ilya and Shane have dozens of little tells and overtures.
Ilya’s obviously a nuzzler, coming in behind Shane to kiss his neck, run his hands over his stomach and chest, but that’s not always a prelude. There are subtle differences between a touching base and sex. Usually the cant of his hips or if one kiss becomes two or three. If Ilya touches Shanes’ jaw then it’s a definite ‘yes? now?’ question. If Ilya pauses in the middle of the room and gives Shane the slow up and down and Shane gives him any attention at all then it’s over. Shane better put down whatever he was doing.
Shane’s overtures would take him a little time to perfect. Not the obvious ones, they definitely still have ‘we have both arrived in the house, time to slam someone against a wall’ moments. But the small ones, the tiny silent inquiries that speckle through the louder things. If he runs his fingers over Ilya’s forearm while they’re watching tv, just light enough to almost tickle. Or lingering a little in a doorway after announcing he’s going to shower. Maybe he deliberately takes off a layer during colder months. Drags his hoodie up the right away so it flashes Ilya’s his stomach for a second.
They have moves they share too. The coded language of a long-term couple. If we’re already holding hands in public, but I press my thumb into the center of your palm that means ‘as soon as we have privacy'. If we make the right kind of eye contact and I run my tongue over my teeth than that’s a question asked and answered. If we’re both awake too early and you kiss my shoulder and slot your knee behind mine and I roll my hips back, then its a go.
There are deescalations too. Times when the question is asked and the answer is not now. A kiss on the jaw gets a kiss on the cheek in return ‘I see you, I love you, I’m in the middle of meal prepping give me an hour’ or a long look gets a head tilt instead of a leap off the couch ‘I see you, I love you, but I’m having a shitty moment and I’m not in the right head space’. In bed instead of rocking back into it, rolling over to exchange a kiss that doesn’t deepen because they both have to be out of bed and getting ready too soon.
They’re already so good at communicating with their bodies, it’s easy to imagine the language they’ll develop over the years.
Went to the boy aquarium last night and met so many lovely loons 🏳️🌈🩷💜🦆
THE VERY FIRST STAR TREK SLASH FIC PUBLISHED
“A Fragment out of Time”, published in 1974. Kirk / Spock. page 1 page 2
I had to share it with you because I can’t stop laughing, and every time I reread it it just gets funnier and fUNNIER
This fan fiction is older than the push-through tabs on soda cans.
Your grandma wrote this on her Commodore 64.
I miss my Commodore 64
Oh my dear, sweet children. The Commodore 64 came out in 1982. This was produced on a typewriter and probably mimeographed. And while it may seem funny now, it took more courage to write and distribute this than you will ever know.
Reblogged for that last comment.
respect your elders
Children, in the olden days fanfiction was written on a typewriter, copied and sent by snail mail. Getting one one of those letters from across the world was every bit as exciting as getting a notification that your favorite writer posted a new fic.
It’s been said before, but the fact that this fic begins with the dialogue assertion “We’re by no means setting a precedent” is endlessly amusing to me.
Diane Marchant changed all our lives. May she rest in peace.
The precedent line is especially amusing when you bear in mind that “A Fragment Out of Time” is not only the first Star Trek slashfic to be published in a widely distributed magazine: it’s believed by some to be the first slashfic of any kind to be widely published.
In 1974 it was illegal to send pornography through the USPS. So distributing fic like this via mailed newsletter was literally dangerous. And they knew it.
FUCKKKKKKK what if something bad happened and I forgot to worry about it
The way he went from "Holy shit" I just hooked up with a man to "Holy shit" this man loves me.
God I love these little details.
back on my bullshit with a new multipart - will update on Sundays!
https://archiveofourown.org/works/82548461/chapters/217293561
Shane Hollander arrives at a remote Wyoming summer camp with one goal: prove himself as Activities Director and secure the job permanently when current director Scott Hunter steps down at the end of the season. He needs this job: structure, stability, a future he can finally hold onto.
What he doesn’t expect is Ilya Rozanov.
The camp’s barn manager is sharp, self-contained, and impossible to ignore. It quickly becomes clear he’s not just a coworker, but Shane’s biggest competition for Scott’s position. Their friction is immediate, their clashes constant, and working together is impossible.
Their chemistry is worse.
As long days blur into charged nights and forced collaboration pulls them closer, the line between rivalry and something far more dangerous begins to erode, and a reckless decision to cross the line shifts everything, leaving Shane caught between what he wants and what he’s worked so hard to build.
Wanting Ilya might cost him the job he came here to win. But walking away might cost him something he’s not sure he can live without.