#jessiuss

not griddlehark

put some goddamn moves on you (god knows you need it) by hoteyedwraith (rhinemannultra)

And the rest of the series!

Generally speaking, Camilla Hect prides herself on being a woman of principle. But in her defense, she's currently got six feet of boy perched daintily in her lap playing Grand Theft Auto, and she's got exactly thirty-five milligrams of good indica in her bloodstream from the gummy that Gideon had offered her earlier, and Palamedes is wearing cologne, and just the faintest trace of eyeliner, and that pair of tiny silver hoop earrings he wears sometimes, the ones that always make him look extremely homosexual and make her just want to take the metal between her teeth and tug. She wants him so badly it’s making her stupid. She's starting to think maybe principle can go fuck itself.

big fan

let’s try it (can’t deny it) by OrchidLavender

“Jody darling, I have a proposal for you,” Coronabeth purrs, tracing the rim of her cup in a way that has Judith vaguely worried about contamination. The tone makes her suspicious immediately, but she reaches for her own cup and slowly brings it to her lips. “Go on.” “It’s a proposal,” she continues, and then stops. And looks at her.

ive been into Judith recently. i just think shes neat.

ok, the rest are griddlehark.

What Good Permitting Some Prophet of Doom by jpnadia

On the execrable scale of interactions involving Gideon Nav, this rises perilously close to excellence. -or- The burlesque AU with the hate-fucking.

Pink Pussy by oatlybrandoatmilk

Or: I was just gonna write a fun little thing about Gideon being a bartender and a drummer because I find both of those things attractive, and then 2k of tragic catholic guilt attached itself to Harrow like a revenant, so shit got angsty. There'll be porn in later chapters, I promise.

Gideon, Gideon, Gideon by PineAndPetrichor

Here’s the thing, she tells Pal: she’s fairly sure Gideon fucks, like, a lot, but the thing is Gideon never does it in their apartment. And she never stays the night. She just comes back home late, one a.m., three a.m., smelling like odd flowery lotion and sex.  ---- It’s laundry day, and it’s Saturday, and Gideon is out. or, Harrow, bent over the dryer, straddling the corner. Face in Gideon's old shirt.

hot

Between the Lines by Rohad

Editing and reading books is what she does for a living. Even when they're the most inane drivel one could put to paper. Even when it's the tawdry and brazen erotica variety. Even when Harrow actually secretly enjoys them. Even the ones from her most trying client, the somewhat acclaimed erotic book author Gideon Nav. Which she'd rather die than admit to.

Ask A Ginger by Rohad

Of all her gigs, writing advice for a column in a skin magazine is probably Gideon's favorite, though walking Noodle for Cam and Pal is a close second. Even when it brings her within glaring distance of their across-the-hall neighbors. The Nonagesimus sisters. The younger, a little weird but fine. The elder? A pit viper. At least on the surface.

oh, see i didnt even realize these two were by the same person. awesome. they wrote burried in my marrow too! that one sounds familliar. no dont get sidetracked..

grab me by my ankles (i've been flying for too long) by valancytrinit

“I’m on the swim team.” “Oh, are you?” This is news to her. Harrow did gymnastics through high school, best tumbler Aiglamene had ever seen, or so she constantly bragged. “I thought the anemia made you a weak swimmer.” Harrow scowls, “Weak swimmer, yes. Weak diver, no.”

hot

We Have Chemistry by auspicious_shipss

(And the rest of the series!)

Harrow wants Gideon to pass organic chemistry but Gideon refuses to study. Gideon wants to make out with every gay girl on their floor but Harrow is clearly not interested in her. Can they come to an agreement that works for both of them? Or: Harrow and Gideon make a deal that if Gideon comes to study group Harrow will make out with her. Nothing goes wrong and no emotions get involved.

Is it too late to cancel the flight? by Cinnabon_Navi

It’d been quiet in the cabin of the plane,the lights were already dim even through it was only dusk but everything seemed muffled suddenly. Harrow stared at at Gideon with wide eyes, “W-what?” Gideon brightened, and a little bolder repeated, “I said I really like-“ And then the right wing of the plane was gone with a sudden screeching wail.

im gonna be honest this one is the odd one out. The E is from somewhere else. kinda creepy, and ive never watched yellowjackets or cabin in the woods so no required readings for this one.

and finally

Let's Make The Most of this Beautiful Day (Since We're Together We Might As Well) by br0ken_hands, jpnadia