A VirtueMoir Fic Catalogue

Hey friends! So this is such a weird time and some of us have some time on our hands (and others are overworked because of the fields they’re in) but all of us could maybe use some joy in our reading right about now. I’m getting visions of sparkling wine or other bubbly/effervescent things. So this is my challenge to all the fic writers (and other fanwork makers) out there: 

Write or make something fun, something fluffy, something sexy but uncomplicated, something joy-inducing. Romance or platonic are fair game as long as the point is to make ourselves and our readers feel a little tiny bit lifted. No bashing of *anyone* here. 

Doesn’t have to be long, or complex, though no one will complain if there’s some meat there. 

Most of all, NO PRESSURE! If the thought of writing/creating right now makes you wanna hoark, then this challenge is not for you. Hopefully you’ll get some fun fic to read out if, though. 

Have an idea for a fic but no time to write it? Want to write something but you don’t know what? 

Fill out this google form if you have ideas and check back to this post for prompts!

I'll be your home by carmen_sandiego -- Scott and Tessa continue with their post-competition, post-TYCT lives. Just not quite in the way they might have expected.

I’ve been so busy I haven’t had time to read hardly at all lately! Although just skimming through the tag I’m very excited to read this political AU and I’ve heard only good things about PinkGerberDaisies’s new fic. I also got to read a bit of awakeanddreaming and bucketofrice’s new collab when they were still writing and it looks amazing! The first chapter is up here

The Exquisite Loneliness of You by rookandpawn -- Twelve years ago Tessa Virtue lost everything: her Olympic dream, her health and the man she loved. Two years ago Scott Moir lost his Olympic dream and any hope for the future. Together they might be able to find everything they need.

picture this by chasinghappiness -- Wherein Tessa is a photographer and Scott is an ice dancer. He invites her on tour and she invites him into her heart.

Heart's Delight by destinyofshipwreck -- Only decades of practice at hearing each other over any cacophony, speaking without speaking under their breath, makes her sure he'll understand her when she murmurs, "Where else do you like my hand."