#under 20k

best is SO hard but here are some good ones!!

Pockets by Linden [pre-series, 14k]

The first time Dean Winchester kissed his brother, he was twenty years old and in a sewer twelve feet below the Bronx, ankle-deep in fetid water with a thoroughly harpooned, thoroughly dead monster leaking blood and entrails at his feet. Yeah. He was pretty sure he couldn't have made that more awkward if he'd tried.

Credence by road_rhythm [season 2, 13k]

It's possible to prick your finger on a spindle, but you have to really, really try.

Last Day on Earth by candle_beck [early seasons, 11k]

A list of things to do if you only have one day to live, presented in inconvenient non-list form.

souls tied, intertwined by our pride and guilt by according2thelore [season 5, 21k]

Dark Side of the Moon!AU where while running from Zachariah the boys run into a forest that can show them their greatest fear or desire. Dean--not knowing which it is--doesn't take it well.

Resemblance to Sense by BewareTheIdes15 [pre-series, 9k]

Sam is never telling Dean anything ever again. He’s not even sure why he ever told him anything before. Not that he actually told Dean about this so much as he just didn’t deny it when Dean accused. Any which way, though, dying a virgin would be better than having Dean trying to pimp him out to every girl in a ten mile radius.

an act of faith against the night by hathfrozen [season 3, 6k]

In lieu of actually talking things out, Sam and Dean have a lot of sex. Sometimes, like now, Sam breaks down.

Architecture of Choice by Dyed_Red [season 9, 7k]

He could punch Dean still, could fight this. Could claw his way out the door and assert his existence as an individual, as more than SamandDean. Could kid himself a little more.

I've Got A Hand For You by Edwardina [pre-series, 15k]

Sam's inexperience is showing, and Dean helps the best way he knows how.

Lucky Streak by merle_p [season 15, 3k]

Sam watches him drink, fixated on the way his throat works when he swallows, and Sam has no idea where his next thought is coming from – all he knows is that he’s drunk and horny, he is in love with his brother, God is out to kill them, and today is supposed to be his lucky day.

Snooping and breaking things by applecrumbledore [season 3, 19k]

Dean kept looking at his ring on Sam’s finger, which was also his finger. To see the ring anywhere but his own hand seemed wrong, and seeing it on Sam’s hand specifically was… intimate. He couldn’t think of another word for it. Not more intimate than inhabiting Sam’s body, but it was close.

Heart Shaped Balloon by winsive [pre-series, 19k]

Sam and Dad are fighting. No surprise, but it's the weekend before Valentine's Day and Dean isn't missing out on the chance to bang a cheerleader just to console his bratty little brother. He does bring back a heart shaped balloon for him, though. It's not supposed to be cursed.

take everything i want you to (you're mine) by loveinourowngrave [season 13, 6k]

Feeling clean is important to Sam. Lucifer finds a way to take that away. Dean finds a way to fix it.

Don't ask me for that love again by lyryk (s_k) [late seasons, 2k]

Masquerade fill for this prompt: Sam/Dean, fear. Expanding on moments as late Season 13 where Sam flinches at Dean's anger: Sam's been the object of a disproportionate number of instances of physical and emotional violence from Dean and alt!Dean over the years, as well as noncon possession. Even with their relationship on a more even keel, most of this hasn't been addressed and would plausibly have ongoing effects. Show me Sam and Dean in a sexual relationship where Sam's will-to-trust doesn't always translate into trust. Can end in resolution or break-up, but nothing fluffy or easy.

This is How it Works by Sena [pre-series, 13k]

Part 2 to the earlier rec list!

Over the waves (under your spell) by my_hopless_opus

14,9K, rated E

What if in season 6, Bobby and Athena don't cancel their honeymoon trip, but decide to give away their tickets to another couple? Hen & Karen are busy and Chimney & Maddie are still figuring out their stuff, that leaves only Buck and Eddie.

The only condition is that they have to pretend to be a couple during the whole trip.

How hard can that be?

OR

Buddie fake dating fic

(Spoilers: There's only one bed)

Spousal secrets and celebrity crushes by AshwinMeird

9,3K, rated G

Eddie joined the 118 and Hen learned plenty about his husband and son through endless stories, but she knew almost nothing about Buck. Then a movie being filmed not far from the station starts to become very relevant to her life.

Or

Five times Hen was confused about Eddie's husband and One time it all made sense.

You smiled and it was the most beautiful thing that I'd ever seen by wafflesofdoom

13,5K, rated G

Eddie had always loved coffee. From the moment his parents had deemed him old enough to drink it, he’d loved coffee – he loved the smell, the taste, and most of all, he loved the process of making it. So, it was inevitable that'd he'd end up in Los Angeles, and take over Diaz's Café from his grandmother.

He just never imagined he'd meet the love of his life while doing it.

or, a 911-style ode to the classic coffee shop au trope.

He never thinks about me (except when I'm on tv) by heartbeatdiaz

18,1K, rated M

"I have been in love, yes." He says after the most torturous of seconds.

"Would you mind expanding on that?"

Buck hesitates for a few seconds and then Eddie sees the exact moment he decides 'fuck it' as he straightens in his seat.

"There was this guy in high school. He was my best friend."

Wait.

Hold on.

Eddie freezes.

Is Buck— Is Buck talking about him?

or:

In which Eddie finds out years later that his unrequited feelings for his high school best friend were not actually unrequited, Buck is stupidly famous now and they pine.

They get there in the end, they just need to get their timing right.

Inspired by the prompt: “you’re famous and just got asked if you were ever in love this should be good– WAIT WHAT."

All that's left to find (is peace of mind) by agustmoons

8,3K, not rated

A still warm kernel thumps lightly against Buck’s temple and it’s his last straw. “What the fuck is your problem, Han?” He demands, rounding on the paramedic currently tucked away in an armchair, popcorn bowl balanced precariously on his chest and knees.

“Your dumb, grumpy face. What’s got you all wound up, anyways? You look like someone took a shit in your cereal this morning.” Chim says, waving a hand in his direction.

___________

Eddie's deployed and Buck is /handling it/. He's not freaking out, definitely not.

Well, he wasn't. Until his contact with Eddie is cut off and he's left alone, wondering what could have happened.

Taking smoke with my coffee by UisceOneLove

3,9K, Rated G

"Order for Firefighter Diaz!"

Eddie knows that coffee runs have typically been deemed a Probie task. He did plenty of them when Bobby first recruited him to the 118. So, tradition dictates that it's supposed ot be Ravi getting them.

But Eddie gets to have a lot of nice things for himself. The things that make even his worst call days just a smidge better.

If anyone (Hen) is interrogating him for details, it's definitely the coffee he's referring to.

"I'm not in my gear, Buck," Eddie tells the barista when he approaches the counter.

The smile he looks forward to is waiting for him courtesy of the barista that makes even Eddie have to tip his head back a little bit to make eye contact. "Yeah," Buck drawls as he pushes the tray of coffee towards him, "but you're still on duty."

Mr. Buckley's after hours detention by aresaphrodites

11,4K, rated M

It’s not like Eddie Diaz planned on this. Really, there was no scenario in his mind where he would ever be bringing his son’s teacher a freaking goody basket to class; a homemade goody basket, no less. Then again, Christopher has never had a teacher quite like Evan Buckley.

Lucky streak by 2manyboys

8,6k, rated E

Chasing Tails by KellieAltogether (6,359 words, general audiences)

“Is this meant to say raven?” Four years out of veterinary school, there were plenty of animals Adam Parrish hadn’t had the opportunity to deal with yet, but he never expected a corvid to come through the doors of the practice. Rural Virginians had a slew of pets, from dogs to snakes to chinchillas, along with an even larger slew of livestock, but ravens weren’t high on the list of domesticated animals in and around Henrietta. Adam Parrish is a veterinarian in Henrietta, Virginia. He's used to dogs. He's used to cats. He never thought he'd treat a raven. Or a pygmy goat. Or a fennec fox. Or an emu. But then Ronan Lynch shows up.

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Forbidden Fruit by BlueLionWrites

(Rated E, 6,871 words, multichapter, complete)

Levi is a demon with a ravenous sexual appetite and his eye set on Eren Jaeger, the young priest of Trost County. He is devout in his practice and kind-hearted, never turning Levi away when he visits; only refusing the demon's ceaseless sexual advances but after a year of this, his resolve to deny the demon is quickly dissipating.

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My Turn by chou_latte

(Rated E, 16,637 words, oneshot, complete)

Eren could barely think straight. The scent, the touch, the proximity... it was all becoming too much. He feared he was spiralling out of control.

“Didn’t really expect to walk into another creature here,” he breathed, his fangs descending as his arousal swirled.

“Yet here I am, too tempting to stay away from, apparently.” Steely grey eyes bored into him, challenging him. And Eren didn’t know what it was, but he couldn’t move. Couldn’t break eye contact, couldn’t do much of anything other than stare at the object of his desires.

Slowly, the man leaned forward, right into Eren’s personal space and started playfully nipping at his jaw.

Oh, fuck.

“You see, Eren…”

The teeth on his neck were sharp, the bite tingling slightly, though a hot tongue was quick to soothe the sensation away. “If you really do want me,” the stranger whispered, giving Eren’s cock another tantalizing squeeze, “you’ll have to work for it.”

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A Little Piece of Heaven by Flamoria

(Rated E, 4,933 words, oneshot, complete)

Written for Ereri week 2019. Day 3 Prompt: Giving in.

❆ welcome to the twenty-five days of kinkmas: gallavich edition! ❆

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day twenty-two: something ‘bout the snow by brewrosemilk

↳ rated E / one-shot / 15k / single dad!mickey / christmas fluff & smut

“Your son is asleep, several rooms away. Stop thinking of yourself as a dad. You’re a person,” Ian said softly, but sternly. “Do you want me to blow you?” He asked then - but they both knew the answer. Mickey sighed, before giving him a single nod. Ian grinned, pushing himself up to drop one more kiss to his lips before he sank back down, starting to undo his belt. “Just be quiet. Let me take care of you.”

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welcome to my blog! this is my first post, i hope you find something to read here! most of them are angsty and don’t have smut.

i was originally going to make one post for most of my fic, but i have a ton of them apparently, so this one just has zhongli x childe fic recs. by the way, all of these are under 20k. edit: these are all complete.

zhongli / childe| tartaglia (tartali/chili)

The World Through Your Eyes by leylla

~6k *WARNING: MCD*

Childe can see that Zhongli is on his death's door, and he knows that the man himself knows that better than anyone.

So Childe can only snap a shot, and hope that the memory will last forever.

Traveling photographer Childe x Terminal illness patient Zhongli AU

modern setting, zhongli has a terminal illness. it’s really sweet, but also super angsty. the ending broke me.

Blooming in Frost by unrivaled_tapestry

~9k

Two weeks into his retirement, Zhongli starts coughing up Glaze Lily petals on his morning walk.

hanahaki. really angsty

no life to be found in barren stone by rysarium

~13k

Childe turned to Zhongli, about to call out his name, when he stopped and realized the consultant was refusing to meet his gaze. And as he stared at those downcast golden eyes, he finally registered why that color had always seemed so warm and familiar.

The same color as Cor Lapis, that precious rock made of condensed pure Geo. The same color as the glowing scales on the Exuvia’s back. The same color as Childe’s own Geo Vision.

Oh.

All the signs—Liyue’s very own Archon—had been right in front of him all along. Like a fool, he hadn’t recognized a single one.

Childe has a Geo Vision. He will not let that distract him from stealing the Geo Archon’s Gnosis.

Scatter My Ashes on Your Grave by asthewavesdo, SilentWaves (asthewavesdo)

~16k

Tartaglia's previous incarnation was that of a God of War, during a time before the Seven were established and when the Gnoses were split into shards instead of held together as one.

Morax was his servant, then his friend, then his killer.

Zhongli reminisces, until his former lord's reincarnation suddenly appears back in his life.

pre-getting together kind of. it’s not really about zhongl and childe, it’s more about zhongli and the god he served before he became an archon. kind character study for zhongli in a way. it’s so good, seriously, go read it please!

Erosion by moolktea

~15k

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Definitions of Love by organizechaos (G)

Aziraphale thinks that all the abuse and trauma he endured in heaven is ‘love’. After being freed after the apocalypse, the angel is beyond happy. He wants nothing more than to spend eternity with Crowley but the demon is ready to put a name to their feelings. They both know that they care for each other deeply and when Crowley finally has the courage to put it in words (‘I love you’), it sends Aziraphale spiraling into believing Crowley will start treating him like heaven did.

"We- we don't have to pretend anymore.” Crowley stuttered out, golden eyes looking frantically about the angel. His sunglasses were clutched tightly in the palm of his hand, “The apocalypse is over, it has been for years. Can't we- can't we say it now?" his voice wavered only slightly.

"I don't love you, Crowley." Aziraphale emphasized each word to better help the demon understand. He had never truly loved something in all his years of existence, he didn’t think he was capable. To love another being — especially Crowley...

"I could never love you."