Rec & WIP Meme
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blackwayfarers' new Kevron fic, Home Is Not A Harbor. It's a Titanic AU and it's AMAZING.
2. Apparently I'm wired to do this meme every single time it gets posted. Post a line or paragraph from one (or more!) of your works-in-progresses, and encourage your flist to do the same.
Of course, since Kevin came along Mike's life has turned into a fucking movie, with ridiculous fucking love triangles and so-convenient-it-has-to-be-scripted timing; it's just after he and Zac hit the floor, Mike's lip and Zac's nose bleeding all over, that Bill and Gabe go completely silent, Zac stops moving, and Mike looks up to see Kevin standing in the doorway, usually-expressive face completely unreadable. (Mike/Kevin vs Mike/Zac that will never be written 'cause IDK how to end it)
*
Kevin wants to argue more, tell Joe he's right about 'don't feel like talking to anyone', not about 'you'll tell me', but she's lonely and miserable and even if she didn't know she'd end up telling him eventually, she can't risk a fight turning into something too big, something that loses her the last person she can really talk to. (Kevin/Mike genderswap, sequel to When I'm Around Her)
*
"You like pole vaulting more than you hate speeches," Brendon says, like it's obvious, while Kevin unlocks his bike.
"I don't like anything more than I hate public speaking."
"You're the only person on Earth who's gone to pole vaulting camp, Kev."
"There were fifty people there."
Brendon just shrugs, doesn't say anything else until his mom pulls up.
"You'll do it when I tell you who the captain of the debate team is," he says, and then hops in the van before Kevin can ask. (Kevin/Mike High School AU)
*
The routine's the same, all the time – they never know when the letters will come, what they'll say, and they cling to whatever predictability they can create like lifelines. Brendon drinks too much, isn't ever sober when the mail comes, so Kevin reads the letters to him out loud, combing through Brendon's hair, then reads his own to himself while Brendon sleeps. Later, Brendon will read Kevin's letters to him, give him a turn lying down with a comforting hand in his hair to just absorb what Joe or Zac wanted to tell him. (Kevin&Brendon WW2 USO Band AU)
*
Joe is mostly in love with his life. He'd love it more if he didn't feel so often like he was watching Kevin struggle to sacrifice himself, if he didn't have to watch his face age before he did with the stress of handling their all-too-empty bank account; he'd love it completely if Nick's need to prove his independence didn't end so often with black eyes, split lips, angry bruises on his ribs. If he didn't have to worry so much that any night he wriggled into his jeans and went off to entertain some old fart with a need for pretty young things, some middle-aged businesswoman too overworked to date, that when he came home Kevin would've broken under the strain and taken off, that Nick would've finally gone too far in his only-the-johns-Kevin-doesn't-think-I-should-take experiment and gotten seriously hurt, Joe might use the word perfect. (hookerfic [Kevin Jonas: The Best Little Hooker])
*
And Joe can handle that, Joe can tell himself that had been new when Nick disappeared, that he's pushing too hard and trying for too much at once. It's when Nick asks for the third time where Kevin is, what he's doing, is he happy, Joe slams the photo album shut, harder than he means to, and declares it's time for bed. (Joe/Nick & Kevin/Zac mermaidfic, sequel to Under The Sea)
*
Jon Walker smell delicious. He's comfy, and warm, and he smells delicious. Like, so good.. And Kevin has to get this close, okay, because whatever smells so good is hiding under several layers of pot, and he can't smell it when he moves away. Also the warm and comfy thing, those aren't as good when he's on his own couch cushion.
"You smell like happiness," Kevin mumbles, kicks out in the direction he thinks Brendon's giggling is coming from because Brendon was riding that Joe guy with the amazing hair around piggyback twenty minutes ago and has no room to laugh. He doesn't connect with anything, but whatever. (Kevin/Jon Walker College AU)
*
There are just two cars left in the parking lot when Kevin finally makes it out of the locker room; Mike's sitting cross-legged on Kevin's trunk, textbook for whichever class he couldn't get Bill or Gabe or Ryan to do his homework for on his lap. (Kevin/Mike High School AU that'll probably end up merged with the other one)
*
He tosses a fur coat to Kevin; Kevin ducks away, still not sure what to think of all this but pretty sure caution should be his default, at least, and William laughs.
"Oh, kitten, don't be skittish. It's a peace offering, a 'sorry I tried to kill you to fuck with your boyfriend's head' sort of thing." William reaches over Mike, pats Kevin's head twice before Kevin can back away again, and laughs.
"Not tonight, Bill," Mike says, doesn't sound anywhere near as angry as he had been. "Seriously."
William just shrugs, flips the bowler hat off his head and places it on Mike's, taps it down, grins again. "No fun at all."
"I suppose this is the 'sorry I tried to kill your boyfriend to fuck with your head' sort of thing?"
"Exactly," William says, and saunters off into the night.
When Mike reaches out, wraps his fingers around Kevin's wrist and pulls him close, all the tension's gone. Which just makes the whole stupid thing more confusing, awesome. (Mike/Kevin "16 Candles..." Vampire AU, sequel to I Don't Blame You...)
*
Mike Carden is impossible, and he's going to die cold and alone. Kevin's starting to see how someone would be tempted to take the path of least resistance and pair him up with the first person they saw, to heck with the consequences. After a full night's reading fueled by too much coffee, he hasn't gotten anywhere; now might be the time to leave a puppy on Mike's doorstep and declare him un-matchable. (Mike/Kevin, Disney Kids = Cupids AU [yeah wtf idk])
Kevin Jonas is my fandom bicycle.
blackwayfarers' new Kevron fic, Home Is Not A Harbor. It's a Titanic AU and it's AMAZING.2. Apparently I'm wired to do this meme every single time it gets posted. Post a line or paragraph from one (or more!) of your works-in-progresses, and encourage your flist to do the same.
Of course, since Kevin came along Mike's life has turned into a fucking movie, with ridiculous fucking love triangles and so-convenient-it-has-to-be-scripted timing; it's just after he and Zac hit the floor, Mike's lip and Zac's nose bleeding all over, that Bill and Gabe go completely silent, Zac stops moving, and Mike looks up to see Kevin standing in the doorway, usually-expressive face completely unreadable. (Mike/Kevin vs Mike/Zac that will never be written 'cause IDK how to end it)
*
Kevin wants to argue more, tell Joe he's right about 'don't feel like talking to anyone', not about 'you'll tell me', but she's lonely and miserable and even if she didn't know she'd end up telling him eventually, she can't risk a fight turning into something too big, something that loses her the last person she can really talk to. (Kevin/Mike genderswap, sequel to When I'm Around Her)
*
"You like pole vaulting more than you hate speeches," Brendon says, like it's obvious, while Kevin unlocks his bike.
"I don't like anything more than I hate public speaking."
"You're the only person on Earth who's gone to pole vaulting camp, Kev."
"There were fifty people there."
Brendon just shrugs, doesn't say anything else until his mom pulls up.
"You'll do it when I tell you who the captain of the debate team is," he says, and then hops in the van before Kevin can ask. (Kevin/Mike High School AU)
*
The routine's the same, all the time – they never know when the letters will come, what they'll say, and they cling to whatever predictability they can create like lifelines. Brendon drinks too much, isn't ever sober when the mail comes, so Kevin reads the letters to him out loud, combing through Brendon's hair, then reads his own to himself while Brendon sleeps. Later, Brendon will read Kevin's letters to him, give him a turn lying down with a comforting hand in his hair to just absorb what Joe or Zac wanted to tell him. (Kevin&Brendon WW2 USO Band AU)
*
Joe is mostly in love with his life. He'd love it more if he didn't feel so often like he was watching Kevin struggle to sacrifice himself, if he didn't have to watch his face age before he did with the stress of handling their all-too-empty bank account; he'd love it completely if Nick's need to prove his independence didn't end so often with black eyes, split lips, angry bruises on his ribs. If he didn't have to worry so much that any night he wriggled into his jeans and went off to entertain some old fart with a need for pretty young things, some middle-aged businesswoman too overworked to date, that when he came home Kevin would've broken under the strain and taken off, that Nick would've finally gone too far in his only-the-johns-Kevin-doesn't-think-I-should-take experiment and gotten seriously hurt, Joe might use the word perfect. (hookerfic [Kevin Jonas: The Best Little Hooker])
*
And Joe can handle that, Joe can tell himself that had been new when Nick disappeared, that he's pushing too hard and trying for too much at once. It's when Nick asks for the third time where Kevin is, what he's doing, is he happy, Joe slams the photo album shut, harder than he means to, and declares it's time for bed. (Joe/Nick & Kevin/Zac mermaidfic, sequel to Under The Sea)
*
Jon Walker smell delicious. He's comfy, and warm, and he smells delicious. Like, so good.. And Kevin has to get this close, okay, because whatever smells so good is hiding under several layers of pot, and he can't smell it when he moves away. Also the warm and comfy thing, those aren't as good when he's on his own couch cushion.
"You smell like happiness," Kevin mumbles, kicks out in the direction he thinks Brendon's giggling is coming from because Brendon was riding that Joe guy with the amazing hair around piggyback twenty minutes ago and has no room to laugh. He doesn't connect with anything, but whatever. (Kevin/Jon Walker College AU)
*
There are just two cars left in the parking lot when Kevin finally makes it out of the locker room; Mike's sitting cross-legged on Kevin's trunk, textbook for whichever class he couldn't get Bill or Gabe or Ryan to do his homework for on his lap. (Kevin/Mike High School AU that'll probably end up merged with the other one)
*
He tosses a fur coat to Kevin; Kevin ducks away, still not sure what to think of all this but pretty sure caution should be his default, at least, and William laughs.
"Oh, kitten, don't be skittish. It's a peace offering, a 'sorry I tried to kill you to fuck with your boyfriend's head' sort of thing." William reaches over Mike, pats Kevin's head twice before Kevin can back away again, and laughs.
"Not tonight, Bill," Mike says, doesn't sound anywhere near as angry as he had been. "Seriously."
William just shrugs, flips the bowler hat off his head and places it on Mike's, taps it down, grins again. "No fun at all."
"I suppose this is the 'sorry I tried to kill your boyfriend to fuck with your head' sort of thing?"
"Exactly," William says, and saunters off into the night.
When Mike reaches out, wraps his fingers around Kevin's wrist and pulls him close, all the tension's gone. Which just makes the whole stupid thing more confusing, awesome. (Mike/Kevin "16 Candles..." Vampire AU, sequel to I Don't Blame You...)
*
Mike Carden is impossible, and he's going to die cold and alone. Kevin's starting to see how someone would be tempted to take the path of least resistance and pair him up with the first person they saw, to heck with the consequences. After a full night's reading fueled by too much coffee, he hasn't gotten anywhere; now might be the time to leave a puppy on Mike's doorstep and declare him un-matchable. (Mike/Kevin, Disney Kids = Cupids AU [yeah wtf idk])
Kevin Jonas is my fandom bicycle.
