Gifts for miscreants
List of Gifts
Fandoms: Criminal Minds (US TV)
12 May 2021
Blurb turned one-shot, with the prompt: HotchReid, First Kiss
Hotch invites Reid to his home one night to help with a research paper, and ends up staying much later than planned. Caught up in a typical evening with the Hotchners. Here, Reid gets to see his boss in a domestic setting, softened around the edges -- and in turn Hotch finds that Spencer just kind of fits there in his home, so seamlessly...
And somehow, one thing leads to another.
Fandoms: The Magicians (TV)
07 May 2021
Quentin shook out the tension in his hands. He didn’t understand why it wasn’t getting any easier. For days on end he’d been trying to perfect the illumination spell the rest of his fellow First Years had nailed in a matter of hours. But no matter how he tried, Quentin couldn’t seem to make anything more than a spark.
He didn’t know what was worse: that his discipline was apparently shit at magic, or that he’d been placed in the Physical Kids’ Cottage with his ex-whatever-the-hell-they’d-been-in-undergrad because the administration didn’t know what else to do with him. He couldn’t do shit about the latter, but he figured he could at least try and get the basics of magic down before Dean Fogg realized what a grave mistake he’d made in allowing Quentin into Brakebills to begin with.
The one where Quentin and Eliot are exes who had an intense D/s relationship in undergrad.
- Part 1 of time cast a spell on you
When reclusive Brakebills third year Quentin Coldwater’s secret love letters are sent without his knowledge, he finds himself swept into the dazzling world—and schemes—of recent grads Eliot Waugh and Margo Hanson.
(Or: Oh My God, They Were Fake Dating)
While playing wingman to his friend Julia, Quentin finds himself inside The Armory and is captivated by Eliot Waugh's singing.
But why does he feel like he knows him, and does it have anything to do with the dreams he keeps having?
Meanwhile, Eliot has to decide if he should follow his mysterious dreams or ignore them forever.
(And Time has a final trick up their sleeve.)