Being as it is Yuletide reveal time, here's my story:Five Times Maia Duvall Was Actually Glad To Have Been On The Away Mission
(2743 words) by amalnahurriyeh
Fandom: Redshirts - John Scalzi
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Maia Duvall/Anatoly Kerensky
Characters: Maia Duvall, Andrew Dahl, Hester, Anatoly Kerensky, OFC
Because sometimes it's funny, and sometimes it's beautiful, and sometimes it's not.
It does technically contain spoilers for the book, but if you aren't planning on reading the book it can be read as a stand-alone. I like all
of the Redshirts fic on the archive, actually.
And thanks again to BowlerHatGirl
for my delicious present
Today was spent, in part, watching the Mummers Parade
, because I'm a Philadelphian and I was in Philadelphia, and that's what you do. In any case, while watching it, I was struck by a crackfic bunny, which I posted on Tumblr
: essentially, that Mycroft Holmes's distaste for "legwork" comes from that terrible period of time when he was assigned to infiltrate a wench brigade
because members of it were involved in idk terrorism or something. But he is a young and quite junior analyst, and has to go where he is told, even if it involves having to drink frankly unpalatable beer and hang out with individuals who believe that English still has a viable plural second person pronoun. ("Youse" is not something he can bring himself to utter, no matter if it strains his membership in the community.) At some point into this tortuous experience Sherlock (then in university, because timelines) shows up to make fun of him, just in time to see the parade, which ends with Mycroft having to beat up the international criminals while wearing his braids and all. When he gets back to England, Sherlock buys him a nice new umbrella for a belated Christmas gift. Mycroft resents this mightily, but takes to bringing it with him everywhere.
*this plotbunny brought to you by Leigh's Mycroft feels (which rub off after a while)