I already posted these squees on tumblr when the works were still anon but now that the reveals are up, I want to share this goodness with you guys as well \o/
Because omg, look at this, it’s my My Own Private Idaho Yuletide giftfic <333 It’s so gorgeous and continues on from the film, cue reveal about who picked up Mike at the end!! Apparently there was a deleted scene I wasn’t aware of which Author!Anon (now the awesome and no longer anon Jemdetta who I don't think has an LJ account) shared, and I WAS SO RELIEVED, you don’t even know. But Mike in this, MIKE. Mike is gorgeous and basically a duckling who imprinted on Scott, I mean how could he help it!
OH GOD MIKEY MY DARLING WEIRD LITTLE FUNERAL COFFIN-TOP DANCING NARCOLEPTIC BABY I LOVE YOU
AND THEN SCOTT COMES BACK OKAY, Scott gets that redemption arc, he gets to say all the things that need to be said and let himself and Mike have all the feelings they’re having except be allowed to have them so the other person can actually SEE them
IT’S OKAY SCOTT, HAVE THE FEELINGS, HAVE ALL THE FEELINGS SCOTT, HAVE THEM FUCKING TWICE OKAY
So yes, thank you so much Jemdetta, this is everything I wanted, it’s a really great re-do of a start for them and I loved it <3
Wherever, Whatever, Have a Nice Day (3581 words) by
jemdettaFandom: My Own Private Idaho (1991)
Rating: Mature
Relationships: Scott Favor/Mike Waters, Scott Favor/Carmela (past relationship)
Additional Tags: Past Drug Use, Prostitution (Canon), Post-Canon, Narcolepsy, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Internalized Homophobia, Post-Canon Fix-It, Fix-It
Summary: After Bob’s funeral, Mike finds himself lost and directionless. It’s no surprise to him that he ends up robbed and passed out on a highway. After all, he’s been tasting roads his whole life. What does surprise him, however, is that someone comes looking for him.
AND THEN THIS HAPPENED
At first I was just screaming because I received a treat fic as well as my gift, as you would!!
Then I realised it was TJ Hammond. THEN I REALISED IT WAS TJ/HAPPINESS and I was like FUCK ME, WTF
Author!Anon had given TJ a thoughtful, kind boyfriend who loves him and who isn’t using him for leverage of any kind and who understands the pressure on him and who loves him and and and and
LISTEN I GET EMOTIONAL ABOUT TEEJAY OKAY
Oh, and here's off-duty Agent Clark if anyone needed hnnn*coff*nngh reminding
Thank you so much
bluflamingo for an absolutely wonderful treat <3
Not Keeping Count (1437 words) by
bluflamingoFandom: Political Animals
Rating: General Audiences
Relationships: TJ Hammond/Agent Clark
Additional Tags: Post-Series, Breakfast, Morning Cuddles, Happy Ending, mention of past suicide attempts
Summary: TJ wakes up too warm, the kind of too warm that means someone else in bed with him - an arm around his waist and soft breath against the back of his neck, skin to skin
Oh yeah, and I suppose I ought to own up to the fic I wrote as well, right?
To Bring Me Love (3926 words) by
alby_mangrovesFandom: The Mummy (1999)
Rating: Mature
Relationships: Ardeth Bay/Evy Carnahan O'Connell/Rick O'Connell
Additional Tags: Threesome - F/M/M, Magical Tattoos, Yuletide 2016
Summary: The campfires were bright enough to rival the moon and stars. News had preceded their arrival and it seemed that every man, woman and child of the desert tribes had come together to celebrate the vanquishing of the beast. The Medjai camp was alive, teeming with horses and men. There would be a great feast.
Heh. This one, too.
Life, Rebuilding (2676 words) by
alby_mangrovesFandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Relationships: Jonathan Byers/Steve Harrington/Nancy Wheeler
Additional Tags: Yuletide 2016, First Kiss, Underage Drinking, Polyamory
Summary: They’re so different. Steve’s so confident, so brash: he’s gorgeous and he knows it. Jonathan’s the opposite of confident: an outsider, an artist, an observer of people. It would be a clash of worlds. Nancy’s heart is pounding.
This will be the third year in a row where I have written threesomes for Yuletide. And this year I wrote two hahaha. IDEK. The only way this would be funnier is if this year I'd written three of them in this my third year of writing threesomes. Alas, my life is not so poetic.