#hudcon fic

[inyourorbitx]

in the midst of all this hudconsanity i come to you with this beautiful tender hudcon fic rec that nails connor's character and their banter SO well. go give it a read!!

[vickyvicr]

have been in a hudcon mood, as it happens, so I spent all weekend (when I wasn't staring at the pics) digging into your fic recs... thank you... so much... offering this one as a tribute in case you haven't read it https://archiveofourown.org/works/89614241

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i read it!! ik few people will get why it brought war flashbacks but 😭

[garagepaperback]

fic: twin human highway flares 6k, explicit pairing: hudcon tags: size difference, magical realism

“Fine.” Hudson is already pushing up on his palms. Connor is a pretty big summit to scale, sure, but that was always true. “I’ll come to you, then. If we’re fighting, I want to fight for real.” “We’re not fighting,” Connor snaps. “I’m not jealous,” Hudson says, one heel dug into the side of his thigh, hands braced to haul himself into his lap. “I’m not jealous,” Connor mimics.

or: Hudson thinks Connor might be getting too big.

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[novemberain349]

Chad GPT

Pairing: Connor/Hudson, or more like Connor/Chad

Rating: E

Word Count: 3.1k

crack, inspired by the chad gpt video, so very loosely based on that, bailey and connor being roommates, bailey's situationship lent them chad a few weeks before connor auditioned for heated rivalry, real hudson cameo zoom chemistry read at the end

“that,” he pointed aggressively toward the general direction of the living room, “is a goddamn wasian man! and it’s naked!”

“babe, babe,” bailey had a habit of talking to him like he was a slow fifth grader. “i know you live under a rock, but are you seriously telling me you’ve never seen a single ad for these next-gen bots?”

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[vegantunamelt]

body

hudcon, 4.2k, T

ambiguous relationships, emotional infidelity, pining, minor conçois & Connor/OMC, jealous Hudson Williams

It can't be that much of a mess, after all, if they're in their twenties and drunk and starved and on the top of the fucking world and still manage to keep their hands off each other, but his body is screaming at him — ruin the friendship, fucking ruin it. Ruin the show, ruin yourself for anyone else. Come on, throw me a bone.

(or: Hudson wants to have his cake and eat it too)

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[delsicle]

bodybag (AO3)

Pairing: Hudson/Connor

Rating: Explicit

Chapters: 1/1

Word Count: 2.2k

Key tags: pain kink, face slapping, under negotiated kink, frotting

“How bad do you think it would hurt if you hit me?” “Uh,” Hudson licked his lips. “For me, only if I hit at the wrong angle. For you, probably a lot.”

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[ok-notgood-probablybad]

I need a fic where Connor is the one with the wings he already looks like an angel and it suits so much

[hudpits]

just wanted a way of keeping you inside

hudcon / 5k thigh humping, tattoo kink(?), riding, power bottom!connor

Obviously, Connor has seen Hudson in shorts before, but that was during filming and they were both in the process of trying to bulk up last minute. He couldn’t count the number of times Hudson had walked through his front door already dressed in gym clothes, excitement written all over his face as if they didn’t see each other two minutes ago. Now, it’s clear that Hudson has continued to work out, maybe even more rigorously and intensely than during the summer. Because these were short, like, really fucking short. Or; the first time Connor sees Hudson's healed tattoo. He's also in short shorts.

read on ao3 here <3