#ifd2019

[transformativeworks]

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[fellowlesbian]

Mortal Inaccuracies

“Come on!” Piper exclaimed, tugging at Percy’s hand. “We can’t miss this!”

“I know, I know!” Percy replied, speeding up. “I want to see this too! I’m in it!” “Then let’s go!” Piper said. They raced along the sidewalk, advancing towards the Village East Cinema that was about to be showing the newest movie, based upon a book series by the one and only Sally Blofis: Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief.

They were all surprised when Sally got a call from Hollywood offering a movie option, which she of course accepted. Percy was really excited about it, especially since he was in it! Well, not exactly, but someone would be acting him. Him!  It would really be something.

Piper wouldn’t miss out on the chance to mock Percy about this, as well as to maybe catch a glimpse of his first quest. Probably wouldn’t be too accurate, but she could get an idea, as well as see how much she knew. Criticising movies was always fun as well.

The couple skidded to a stop in front of the entrance doors, pushing them open while breathing heavily. “Sorry kids, we’re sold out,” the man at the front desk told them with a bored expression on his face.

Percy’s grin dropped into a devastated expression. Piper then decided she was going for it. She leaned against the desk, batting her eyes at him. “But you’ll let us in any way, won’t you?” She said, pouring charmspeak into her words.

The man blinked. “Um, yes, of course,” he said. “Let me go print some more off.” The man walked away, and Piper turned to her boyfriend to see him gaping at her.

“Piper!” He said. “You can’t do that!” “Oh, come on, we’ll be fine,” Piper said, waving him off. “I know how much you want to see this. I want to see it just as much.”

“But-” Percy tried, though the man walked back over, interrupting them. He handed them two tickets, his eyes glazed over. “Have fun,” he said.

“We bought the last two tickets,” Piper said, again putting in charmspeak. “You are only now out of the tickets.” Piper then quickly pulled Percy towards the main room.

They turned in their tickets and got directions to the theatre. The movie had already started so they both bolted in the direction they had been instructed. “Too bad we can’t get popcorn,” Percy sighed as they entered the theatre. “I would’ve loved to have food right now.”

“I’ve got two large boxes of M&M’s,” Piper said. “Is that enough?” “I guess,” Percy said. They got their first glimpse of the screen, which was a teen boy underwater. The couple managed to find two empty seats in the very back row (sorry, whoever was late) and finally sat down to relax.

As the intro carried on, they learned that the teen was Percy. “They sort of got it,” Percy admitted. “I guess it works.” “Grover doesn’t look like that!” Piper whisper-shouted when they got a glimpse of him. “That’s a lie!”

“Already off to a bad start,” Percy said. “Let’s hope they do better.”

Of course, it didn’t get better. “Chiron’s a white horse, not a brown one,” Piper said. “And since when were there more centaurs at camp?”

“Hold up, did they just give Annabeth red hair?” Percy exclaimed. “What were they thinking?”

“This is fucked,” Piper sighed. “I can’t imagine the actual quest.”

“First off, Hades cannot do that,” Percy said. “Second off, it was a hellhound, not Hades himself.”

“Luke didn’t give me a shield,” Percy said. “It was just the shoes. Why is a shield necessary? And what is this map of pearls? I didn’t have to look for them.”

“We’re getting so many weird stares,” Piper said, leaning closer to Percy. “I think they think we’re insane.”

“Then let them think that,” Percy said. “I know what happened.”

“Didn’t you say the bus exploded?” Piper whispered. “I saw no explosion.”

“Flaw numbers one thousand and two thousand,” Percy sighed. “We never got a truck from anywhere and there weren’t other people in the gardens with us.”

“At least we know the shield had a purpose,” Piper said. “It wasn’t a useless addition.”

“I guess.”

“When did I fight the hydra?” Percy said incredulously. “I found Echidna and the Chimera.”

“Then blew up the St. Louis Arch,” Piper added.

Percy scowled playfully at her. “Shut up.”

“Where’s the waterpark?” Percy said. “The Love Thingamajig that Ares used to fuck us up.”

“Apparently it wasn’t important,” Piper sighed. “What a waste of content.”

“Where’s Cerberus?” Piper asked. “I would’ve loved to see him.” “Cerberus is amazing,” Percy said. “He’s a joy to play with.”

“Only you, Percy, only you.”

“Persephone wasn’t there!” Percy exclaimed. “Why is she in here!”

“Way to make Persephone look much less approachable,” Piper sighed. “I like Persephone. She’s sweet, not a bitch like this.”

“Where’d the scene with Ares go?” Percy asked. “Ares was a major part of that quest!”

“That’s also not how you enter Olympus,” Piper exhaled. “They really messed this up.”

“The gods do not look like that,” Percy said. “Some of them are sort of accurate, but no. And they aren’t that much bigger than me! Only twice my height, not ten times it!” “Overexaggeration,” Piper said. “Making it look better. Hypocrites. Ares could’ve helped you with that.”

And so, an hour and a half after they bribed their way in, the two stumbled out, laughing. “That was so terrible it was hilarious!” Percy gasped. Piper leaned against him, chuckling. “I now know what my dad is a part of,” she said. “Something terrible.”

“Do you think anyone made the connection between me and the movie?” Percy asked her.

“It would be kind of great if they did, but at least there was no major scene,” Piper concluded. “Maybe it’s for the better.” She paused. “Oh, how I can’t wait to show this to Camp.”

“Annabeth will flip out,” Percy smiled. “It’ll be amazing.”

“Then she’ll go off on you when you laugh about it to her,” Piper reminded him.

“Yeah, yeah,” he waved her off before pecking her on the lips. “Race you to my mom’s place.”

“Be ready to lose, Jackson!”

[wipbigbang]

Hello all! Since last year's challenge went so well, we are again running WIP Big Bang Challnge before WIP Big Bang starts up in March. This challenge is happening in conjunction with Internation Fanworks Day on February 15th. IFD is a day to celebrate all the absolutely amazing fanworks created by fans, so what better way to participate in that than posting some finished WIPs? Do you have WIPs that are too short for WIP Big Bang? Do you need a push to finish them? WIP Big Bang Challenge is all about getting short WIPs finished. You can post your finished works to our AO3 collection between now and February 15th, when they will be revealed for International Fanworks Day. Any kind of fanwork and any fandom are welcome! We will be using the hashtags #IFD2019 and #WIPBigBangChallenge to post about this challenge across all our social media accounts. Feel free to use them as well to talk about the WIP you're working on for the challenge, to encourage other participants, or just to discuss WIPs and IFD. Happy WIP finishing!!

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[incognitajones]

fic recs

For International Fanworks Day!

I like to choose a theme (when I remember to participate in this event); last time, it was long stories. This year, it’s a certain favourite minor character...

Anything But Simple, @ri-writing​ After Scarif, Jyn tries to help Mon Mothma recruit a rebel cell to the Alliance's cause. Things do not go as planned. [or, as the tags say: Jyn Bodhi and Mon have an adventure, many things go wrong]

On Her Orders, yunmin [Explicit] “So, this is me, saying that I, Wedge Antilles, formerly of Corellia and now an exile attached to the Alliance to Restore the Republic, swear that on this day I am of sound mind and judgement, and that I absolutely would like to have sex with the Chancellor of said Alliance to Restore the Republic, and well if she wants to boss me about a little that would be just grand.”

Setting Sun, fandomfatale “Mon Mothma would secretly like to see the Emperor vomiting blood at her feet and he likes that about her.” Draven POV, following their relationship as mutual respect tinged with mutual frustration becomes something they don't want to live without.

Bonus ficlet rec! A Body of Unanswered Questions [Explicit], an amazing treat from @sassysnowperson​ in the last Star Wars Rare Pairs exchange.

[believerindaydreams]

I forget about International Fanworks day every year. Oughta set up a reminder for myself or something. Anyhow, the drabble prompt this year is “characters discovering a new fandom”. And I’ve just started writing a movie buff, how handy is that. 

(update: not that handy when you end up doing an evening’s worth of research for the fandom yourself. on the plus side, I’ve learned summat and have identified the precise five minutes of cinema necessary for this piece. You can watch this clip from Orson Welles’ Don Quixote for yourself, but that’s optional.)

(wish I had a Spanish beta. I wonder where I might look for one.)

(sort of a slice of life thing. Insofar as you can call anything involving an assassin, his ex and his ex’s partner in crime, slice of life...)

“This doesn’t exist,” Blondie says, pulling another film off the shelf to add to a knee-deep pile. “This one hasn’t been released, this one was bowdlerized so badly they might as well not have bothered...you’ve been busy while I was away, I’ll give you that.”

“A few things,” Angel Eyes agrees, the picture of uninterest. He is making quite a show of cleaning his pipe, a task that couldn’t possibly require the diligent attention he’s affording it. 

It’s as good as a variety show, Tuco thinks: watching these two laying traps, circling each other for reactions. Angel Eyes has the home ground advantage, money and taste and a gentleman’s sense of their proper application. All Blondie has going for him is- well, being Blondie; but that’s enough to make for an even match.

The performances are all for his benefit, naturally; and knowing the value of an audience, he doesn’t wonder too often what might pass between these two when they’re alone. It couldn’t be half so amusing, without that sharp undercurrent to their every word and action; have I made myself look such a fool as this, in front of Tuco? In this game, winning’s not half so important as being seen not to lose.

So when Blondie visibly weakens, one hand clenched tight and a reluctant smile softening his mouth, Tuco knows immediately what’s in the wind. “Something good in there, Blondie? Let me guess. Donald Duck and all the little ducklings.”

“Something even more absurd,” Blondie says. “This one’s never gonna exist, Angel, how’d you get hold of it?“

“Telecine copy. As a favour for me, after I helped him smooth over some troubles with the Franco regime.”

“What sort of difficulties?” Tuco asks, honestly curious. The slightest mention of Spain always affects him, with a vivid, heart-wrenching ache he’d be hard pressed explaining to his own mother- pain, fascination, abhorrence? México, now, that’s a real place, maybe one he could call home once he’s made his pile. But España can’t be, it’s just the stuff of mad legends. Bullfights and windmills and a language he tries not to think in, until the demons are coming for him. Conquistadores sabrían todo sobre los demonios, los culos...

“Elaborate ones.”

“Ask for the salt in this house, they’ll give you an hourglass,” Tuco mutters. He peeks over Blondie’s shoulder instead. “Don Quixote, eh? Only five minutes? Even I could sit still through that.”

“All right.”

He goes and throws himself on the sofa, while Angel Eyes puts away his pipe and Blondie conducts whatever arcane rituals there may be, to make a little strip of plastic turn lively with colours and sound. They have tried to explain the process to him, both of them; and so far he has successfully forgotten every last word. There is always such a thing as knowing too much for comfort.

Like this: the vague embarrassment at realising that in so little time, he has already begun to treat this place as homely. An extra cushion carried in from the dining room, the slight floor scuff left by his boot. Any other rich man’s house, he’d barely dare to draw breath, or else take pride in leaving his mark; neither reaction seems to fit his situation here, but he hardly knows how else to be. 

Sufferance, he must remember that. Always sufferance- why should that line be so famous, about relying on the kindness of strangers? Strangers can afford to be friendly. They know they owe you nothing. 

Tuco sighs, lets himself fall carelessly against Blondie as his partner sits down. A nicely judged thing, to make the action sloppy and slightly, painfully comedic: because to do otherwise would look too much like seeking comfort. 

“Get off,” Blondie mutters. Tuco shifts a little, not really going anywhere. Angel Eyes sits down on the other side, hands sheathed as ever; and the compromise seems to suit them all. 

anybody might think, that we even like one another...

[mindibindi]

❤️

[bbhoneylt]

IFD2019 bottom louis rec list!

Hey, for international fanworks day here is a bunch of larry fics i’ve read and love! these will all be bottom louis cause i’m a blouis stan and cant read bh, sorry 🤷‍♀️

almost all of these are one shots, they are only chaptered if stated otherwise assume it’s a oneshot

also, all of these are finished 👍😉

Worth Dying For by whoknows (44906- finished)

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

summary: “You’ve got to be kidding me,” Louis says, leaning back in his chair and crossing his arms over his chest. In the center of the table, a set of three glossy photos stares up at him, mocking him.

“A security detail is non-negotiable, Louis, you know this,” his mum reminds him, tapping the middle photo with two fingers.

Louis doesn’t look back down at the pictures, gesturing towards them wildly, over-dramatically. “This is not a security detail!” he protests. “This is a lanky college student. In what world do you hire someone like this kid to protect me?”

Ain’t No Tellin’ Who’s In Charge Here by whoknows (14562- finished)

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

summary: The thing about Louis’ and Harry’s dynamic is that while Louis is the instigator of 99% of the foolishness, Harry will always come back at him with something ten times dirtier than whatever Louis had thought up. Of course, Louis can’t let that go, so he does something else, so Harry has to do something else, and then it’s a vicious cycle that continues until one of them makes a plea for a truce.

It’s like that even when they’re at home. Sometimes it’s like that especially while they’re at home, because Louis gets bored easily and Harry is just such an easy target. The point is that the kind of foolishness that Louis is known for doesn’t stop when the cameras stop rolling, so when Louis lets himself into Harry’s bedroom at 5:30 in the morning to annoy Harry into waking up before he goes for a run is completely normal and to be expected.

Except that it turns out not to be so normal.

As Wicked As Anything Could Be by whoknows (21775- finished)

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

summary: It starts when Louis decides that he wants to lose his cherry and announces that he thinks the best way to do that is by going to a gay club. Naturally, Harry can’t let him go alone, so he tags along and spends the night rating guys with Louis until someone finally catches Louis’s eye.

Harry shoves him out to dance with the guy, and he can already tell that it’s going to be a quick and dirty hook up, so he’s not surprised that Louis and the guy disappear into the bathroom ten minutes later.

It is a surprise when Louis comes out not even two minutes later, pale and clammy, grabs Harry by the hand and drags him right out the door.

Somehow Harry comes to the decision that it would be a good idea for him to be in the room with Louis while Louis gets laid.

It’s a stupid fucking decision.

I Would Follow You (To The Moon And Back) by Dick (20355- finished)

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

summary: Everyone has baggage, some people sleepwalk, some have obsessive exes, and others turn into anthropomorphic wolf-like monsters that destroy furniture and run rampant in the forest. Perfectly normal.

Or the one where Harry and Louis have been dating for six months, Harry is a werewolf, and it's a full moon. This time they're going to get it right.

Pinkies Never Lie by emma1234 (83615 CH.7/7- finished)

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

summary: “I just think if we’re both into it and neither of us is looking for something serious, why not?” Harry asks, eyes soft and voice sweet. He pauses and gives Louis a moment or two to answer.

There are countless reasons why Louis shouldn’t agree to this, but in the end, none of them really matter. This will end with Louis in pieces, but he’s been in love with Harry for four years. There was only ever one answer.

“Yeah,” Louis answers finally, hoping his voice sounds normal. “Why not?”

AU in which Louis hates his job and loves Harry, Harry just wants a distraction, everyone else wants them to get their shit together, and Louis learns the hard way that new beginnings are only possible when something ends.

Enter The Rose Garden by angelichl (10387- finished)

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

summary: Soft heats make omega Louis clingy. Enter alpha Harry.

Sweet Dreams Are Made Of This (29982- finished)

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

summary: Loosely based on The Wedding Date. Inspired by 27 Dresses. Basically, Fake Boyfriend AU with a twist. Louis' sister is unknowingly getting married to the ex who broke his heart. When faced with the prospect of turning up alone, Louis panics and hires a corporate escort named Harry. General chaos and epic jealousy ensues.

Your Touch Is The Only Thing I Feel (15979- finished)

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

summary: Liam. Liam was finally here. Louis kept his eyes closed and cuddled farther into Liam’s side, revelling in the pheromones Louis’ body desperately needed. He wasn’t sure how long Liam had been holding him, but Louis figured it had to have been at least an hour by the way his body had loosened. The need of an alpha’s touch seemed to have been temporarily lifted from his mind.

Louis listened to the sounds of the pub around him. It was louder than before he had fallen asleep and he briefly wondered why Liam hadn’t just woken him to go back to their flat.

“Who the fuck are you?”

Louis’ eyes flew open at the sound of Niall’s voice, and the arm that had been around Louis shoulders lifted in the same instant. He missed the warmth immediately.

Louis looked from Niall’s stormy face over to the person who was definitely not Liam. The alpha Liam impersonator, who smelled a lot better than the actual Liam now that Louis was alert, looked back at Louis with wide eyes and familiar furrowed brows.

Or the one where Louis refuses to settle for just any alpha despite intense touch deprivation. Fortunately Harry isn't just any alpha.

Out Of The Wild by jaerie (21502- finished)

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

summary: Louis has spent most of his life as a wolf in the wild, Harry has spent most of his life as a human in the city. Their worlds collide during the audition process for the hottest new singing competition. What happens next should have expected.

Just my Style by thoughtsickles (15443- finished)

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

summary: Harry is sick, and the only thing that might help him is the pheromones from his mate--problem is, he hasn't got a mate.

Louis' just been disowned, and taking part in a medical study where he has to cuddle with some strange alpha seems to be his only option for earning a bit of cash.

The hippies and Omega Rights campaigners are busy changing the world--but all Harry wants is a chance to live.

Louis Lucas by theteapirate (67,999 5/5-finished)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/610929/chapters/1100722

summary: Pornstar!AU. Louis is a pornstar with more issues than he can drink away. Harry is a bisexual singer/songwriter who is desperate to be signed to a major label. Zayn and Liam are Louis's long-suffering best friends (who also happen to be pornstars, and also happen to be dating each other). Niall just wants to play his guitar.

Time Out by Speechless (27539 5/5- finished)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/15617757/chapters/36263115

summary: "I'm a mermaid." Louis decides, wrapping his arms around Harry's neck. "You're on holiday. Somewhere tropical, like-"

"No, no-" Harry mutters, leaving what's left of his sandwich on the desk. "You're a fairy." he says, bending down to mouth at his neck.

Louis scoffs.

"I was a fairy last week, Harry." he complains, barely resisting as he gets pushed towards the bed.

"You're my pretty, small, delicate fairy." Harry ignores him, sneaking his hands under Louis' shirt, dragging them up his back. "You're so small." he rambles, as Louis rolls his eyes, hides his smile. "If I'm not careful I might hurt you."

Harry and Louis are perfect for each other.

Everybody knows it.

They know it, their friends know it, everybody knows it.

That's why Zayn, Liam and Niall won't let them get away with breaking up.

No chance in hell.

The flatmates by centao592 (48425 14/14- finished)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/1797769/chapters/3855268

summary: Harry is a cheeky Alpha who vows never to settle down.

Louis is a hurt omega whose Alpha died just before they could bond officially.

Zayn is an artistic Alpha who doesn’t understand privacy, or personal space.

Liam is a curious Beta who is convinced the world is going to end.

And Niall is a drunk Beta who keeps falling asleep randomly without finishing his sentences….he might also suffer from narcolepsy. None of the lads know for sure.

Or

The story where five lads all respond to the same ad about an available flat and move in.

[violsva]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Captain America (Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes & Steve Rogers Characters: Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes Additional Tags: wonder woman - Freeform, Characters Drawing Fanart, Pre-Canon, International Fanworks Day 2019, Drabble Summary:

Steve has a new fictional crush role model.