Five Acts

[ozmissage]

toestastegood is hosting a Five Acts comment fic-a-thon this week. Here’s the deal:
- Post a list of your five favorite themes/kinks to read about and a list of your favorite fandoms/pairings.
- Read other folk’s list here at the masterlist (and leave a link back to your own.)
- Post comment fic for people based on their lists.

1. Confessions (revelations of love/desire; of other secrets; truth or dare games. revealing truths when feverish, feelings randomly being blurted out during a crisis, post-sex pillow talk..or during, in vino veritas…)

2. Domesticity (cuddling, shopping together, cooking for one another, hanging out, spooning, anything that an established couple/friends who might as well be a couple might do.)

3. Wet & Dirty (characters sweating, showering together, swimming, wet clothes, dripping hair, getting caught in a downpour, dirt under their nails, muddy, covered in paint…)

4. Journeys (odysseys and quests; time-travel; being lost and trying to get home; road trips; run-down hotels, unscheduled pit stops, ghost towns, dreams…)

5. Private Encounters in Public Places (touching under the table, sex in the car/bathroom stall/while someone’s sleeping next door, arguing and/or making up in the presence of company, etc.)

Lost: Juliet/Anyone except Ben, Miles/Anyone, Charlie/Any Lady, Sayid/Any Lady, Jack/Claire/Sawyer (any combination thereof), Jack/Ana, Charlotte/Dan, Kate/Tom Brennan, Kate/Kevin, Des/Penny, Richard/Eloise, Sun/Michael, Boone/Shannon, Jack/Sun, Jack/Boone, Charlie/Miles, Esau/Jacob, Jack/Juliet/Sawyer
Being Human: Any combination of George/Annie/Mitchell, Annie/Hugh, Annie/Sykes, Lucy/Mitchell, Josie/Mitchell, Carl/Anyone
SPN: Dean/Cassie, Dean/Castiel, Bela/Sam, Bela/Hendrickson, Sam/Jo, Ellen/Bobby, Ellen/John, John/Mary, Chuck/Becky, Chuck/Castiel, Sam/Becky
Community: Jeff/Annie, Jeff/Britta, Abed/Troy, Abed/Britta, Troy/Britta
Parks & Rec: April/Andy, Leslie/Mark, Leslie/Ben, Mark/Ann, Leslie/Ron, Tom/Ann
Doctor Who/TW: River Song/The Doctor, Eleven/Amy/Rory (any combination), Nine/Rose/Jack, Owen/Anyone (seriously, anyone at all), Gwen/Rhys, Ten II/Rose, Martha/Jack, Ten/Rose, Donna/Anyone, Amy/Vincent, Ten/Reinette
Fringe: Astrid/Peter, Olivia/Charlie, Olivia/Peter
Mad Men: Don/Peggy, Pete/Peggy, Don/Rachel, Joan/Roger
BTVS/ATS: Willow/Oz, Buffy/Xander, Oz/Xander, Angel/Cordy, Xander/Anya, Fred/Gunn, Faith/Robin, Willow/Fred
Dollhouse: Adelle/Dominic, Adelle/Topher, Ivy/Topher, Tony/Priya, Zone/Adelle
Gilmore Girls: Luke/Lorelai, any combination of Rory/Jess/Paris, Lane/Dave, Rory/Marty, Lorelai/Jason
Psych: Gus/Shawn, Gus/Juliet, Gus/Juliet/Shawn, Lassiter/Juliet, Shawn/Emily Bloom
Harry Potter: Remus/Sirius, Harry/Luna, Hermione/Ron, Harry/Hermione/Ron, Neville/Luna
Warehouse 13: Pete/Myka, Claudia/Fargo, HG Wells/Anyone, Pete/Leena
Ugly Betty: Betty/Daniel , Betty/Gio
Dead Like Me: Mason/George
Crossovers: Bela/Miles(!!!), Juliet/Any Winchester, Claire/Any Winchester, Charlie/Oz

Written
And Now It’s Light, George/Mitchell, PG, Scars for toestastegood
Damon Salvatore Never Has These Problems, Being Human, George/Annie, PG, pretending to be together for aurilly
the dangers (and benefits) of smoking in bed, George/Annie/Mitchell, R, first time, smoking for bittersweet325
you oughta know…we’ll be okay, Britta/Jeff, PG-13, Regret/Roadtrip for angela_weber
couldn't quit you if I tried, Jeff/Annie, PG-13, Kissing, Secretly together for angeldylan628
There’s a Time and a Place, Dean/Cassie, Hard R, sex in public for djkiwi2576
kiss it and make it better, Dean/Claire, R, Hurt/Comfort, Happiness for ciaimpala
a picture's worth a thousand words, Jack/Claire/Sawyer, PG, travel for crickets
pray to god we won't live to see the death of everything that's wild, Jack/Sawyer, apocalypse for janie_tangerine
let's pretend we're young and stupid, Miles/Richard, Hard R, tattoos & first times for gottalovev
Close Enough, Miles/Juliet, PG-13, Domesticity for valhalla37
i guess this is a love story, Juliet/Miles/Sawyer, Hard R, threesome, first time, physical response for phelipa
we're hung from the same twisted rope, pre-Sawyer/Kate, PG, on the run, confession/absolution for mollivanders
the end of the movie, Remus/Sirius, R, menswear for bold_seer
our future is written in stone, Janis/Simon, Flashforward, PG, Future fic, Reunion for tellshannon815
Company, Simon/Mal, Hard R, secrecy for haldoor

Received
Being Human, George/Mitchell, wet/showering by toestastegood
Being Human, Annie/Hugh, domesticity with a side of angst by djkiwi2576
Fringe, Charlie/Olivia, public sex by websofseaweed
the weather man's still on vacation, Community, Jeff/Annie,getting caught in a downpour by angela_weber
Community, Jeff/Annie, domesticity/confessions, PG by bittersweet325
Lost, Miles/Juliet, confessions by valhalla37
LOST, Miles/Juliet, Domesticity by phelipa
Lost, Sun/Michael, confession, G by tellshannon815
Lost, Jack/Sawyer, Private Encounters in Public Places by ciaimpala
lost, jack/boone, road trip, confessions, wet + bonus spooning, R by
Separate Beds; Jack/Juliet/Sawyer; sex next door, arguing/making up in company, NC-17 by haldoor
every iteration, not the same, Jack/Juliet/Sawyer by mollivanders

A Girl That Could Easily Twist Your Mind (but right now it feels so fine) Miles/Bela (Lost/SPN crossover) by gottalovev
lesson learned, harry potter, remus/sirius,being lost and trying to get home by angeldylan628
The Sweetest Price He’ll Have to Pay, Angel/Cordy by superkappa

Comments

Community, Jeff/Annie, domesticity/confessions, PG, 1/3

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Jeff can't really wrap his mind around the fact that an adult human being could have been born in the 90's. Annie tries to shrug it off saying it was the early 90s, but that doesn't help when Jeff realizes that he was old enough to drink when she was born. It's a slippery slope from there usually ending around the part where Jeff realizes if he asked her out (not that he's thinking about asking her out) he couldn't even suggest drinks since she's eighteen. He highly doubts Annie has a fake ID. Annie wouldn't do something like that. Jeff would. Jeff had. It was one of the many, many reasons he shouldn't even be looking at her.

"I don't think you should be living in your car," Annie meets him in the parking lot, catching him before the others who were probably already in their study group room.

"Neither do I, but my landlord disagrees," Jeff grabs his notebook off the passenger seat. He closes the car door and leans against it. "This is why I didn't tell you guys. I don't need help."

"No, you didn't tell us because you didn't want to look like you needed help, not because you didn't need it," Annie corrects. "I learned some valuable lessons after the whole Adderall incident. The first step towards fixing a problem is admitting you have one."

"I'll keep that in mind next time I become addicted to attention deficit disorder medication," Jeff's tongue always works about four steps ahead of his brain. He regrets saying it when Annie frowns, looks down at her shoes and starts to walk away mumbling something about seeing him inside.

"Annie," He hurries to catch up with her, guilt already taking over. He never used to feel guilty. He once got a guy off for a DUI that involved hitting a baby carriage and he hadn't even felt a little bad about that. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean it."

"Yes, you did. You're just sorry you said it while I could still hear you."

Annie's a lot of things, but she definitely isn't stupid. She knows Jeff thinks she's a naive kid, but she'd had to navigate public high school being a perky, overachiever while pining for guys like Troy who either made fun of her or ignored her. She knows how to tell what people think about her behind her back. Or at least she thinks she does. Jeff doesn't deny it, but mostly because anything he could say right now would probably cross another line. He doesn't need that right now.

"Look, I appreciate that you want to help me, that's very nice of you," Jeff tries to placate her. He really does regret saying it and he doesn't think he meant it. She rolls her eyes. Is nice really the best he could do? She bet Britta would get more than nice out of Jeff. "It's just...There's nothing you can do. I can't afford my old place and the places I could afford I wouldn't live in."

"You know what they say about when you assume things, don't you?" Annie smiles, flips her hair in that Doris Day way that only she could possibly get away with without Jeff thinking it was lame. She puts her hands on her backpack straps and breezes past Jeff into the building.

Community, Jeff/Annie, domesticity/confessions, PG, 2/3

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"What was all that about this morning?" Jeff doesn't get a chance to talk to Annie alone until lunch when they happen to be the first two to arrive.

"I don't know what you're talking about," Annie folds her hands on the table still looking entirely too pleased with herself.

"You know what they say about when you assume things, don't you?" Jeff does his best to imitate her voice. Her smile finally fades.

"I don't sound like that," She rebounds quickly beaming at him once more. "It just so happens I have a place you could stay totally rent free."

"Annie, I think you've been watching too many movies with Abed if you think your parents are going to let me sleep on the floor in your room," Jeff bites into his sandwich convinced yet again that Annie really is a girl scout masquerading as a community college student. "Although I'm sure we'd have fun braiding each other's hair and giving each other makeovers."

"I don't live with my parents anymore," Annie ignores his comments that paint her like a little girl. It makes her uncomfortable when Jeff says those types of things and she's not quite sure why. "Daddy and I talked and we both decided I'm an adult now and I should get used to living on my own."

"So I'm guessing Daddy is footing the bill for your new place."

"Well, we also agreed that if I were to get a job, I might overextend myself and risk a repeat of my high school career," Annie confesses quickly not wanting to dwell on the fact she was, however briefly, a crazy person. "Yes, he pays the rent and I get an allowance, but it's still my apartment and it has a spare room."

"I don't think your rent paying father would be too thrilled with the idea."

"Having a roommate is part of being an adult living in your own apartment even if said roommate is an older, guy friend," She stumbles over the last bit of the sentence blushing a little.

"Yeah, I'm guessing not telling them about your older, guy friend is also part of your diabolical plan."

"That too." Annie blushes a little more at that. "What do you say?"

"Just for a couple of days and no one else can know about it."

"Deal!"


A couple of days turn into two weeks. Annie's apartment is somewhere between where Jeff had lived and where he could live now and that's just fine with him. Her parents stop by unannounced one evening and Annie tells them Jeff stopped by to study for a Spanish test. It's an easy enough lie since they were both doing Spanish homework and it's not like they'll expect to look in the guest room to see if anyone's living there. Annie doesn't mind bending the truth. It makes her feel cool, which makes her feel like some reject out of a very special episode of Blossom when she stops to think about it, but Annie's never been cool and she's still young enough to wish she was.

"You're going to cook dinner?" Annie scoffs as they walk throw the grocery store. She's pushing the carriage while Jeff throws in the occasional item.

The only thing Jeff dislikes about Annie is the way she's always playing hostess. It was nice for a while--the cooking, the cleaning--but it's stopped being adorable and started making him feel bad, that stupid guilt creeping in again. The least he could do was make her dinner.

"I can cook, you know. I've been cooking for myself for..." He doesn't even want to say how long in front of her. "A long time."

He doesn't want to oversell his cooking skills. Annie cooks like a girl who's been through finishing school. He'd hate to break it to her that most eighteen year olds can barely boil Ramen. Jeff can handle pasta, can make sauce that isn't from a jar and somehow Annie seems to enjoy the prospect. He picks up a bottle of wine on the way home and sets to impressing Annie while pretending he doesn't want to impress her at all.

Community, Jeff/Annie, domesticity/confessions, PG, 3/3

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Annie loiters around the kitchen while he's cooking. Jeff thinks it's only half to do with wanting to see what he's doing and half to do with concern over her sparkling kitchen. She's leaning against the counter beside the stove watching him add seasoning to the sauce. Jeff's heard all about how uncool she was in high school, about how she followed Troy around and he can't help but wonder why Troy hasn't said ok to her. He's not disappointed he hasn't, would probably kill him if he did, but there's something about the way Annie watches people when they talk. She really cares and she'd do anything to make you happy. Jeff hadn't been willing to do that for anyone in a long time.

"I'm going to open the wine. I get to use my new cork screw," Annie moves away from Jeff, rifling in a drawer until she found a corkscrew that unsurprisingly matched her cutlery.

"Why do you have a cork screw when you don't drink?"

"I drink," Annie insisted as she opened the wine. "I just choose not to buy liquor with a fake id. I don't need any more brushes with the law ending up on my rap sheet."

"Annie, you don't have a rap sheet," As far as he knew she'd never gotten into that much trouble with her Adderall addiction outside of messing up her own scholarship.

"Well, I certainly don't need one, do I?" She poured two glasses of wine sitting one down beside the stove for Jeff while she lent once more against the counter.

"Here, taste this," He holds the spoon out to her.

"Mmm, that's good." Suddenly she seems very close to him or the kitchen seems very small.


By the time they finish the wine, Annie's sitting on the sofa next to Jeff her legs folded under her. She's giggly and relaxed, laughing at all of Jeff's jokes, even the things that aren't really jokes at all. At some point Jeff starts laughing along with her and he's reaching for her hand. It's all very playful and Annie's too lost to herself to realize what's happening.

"I can't believe Jeff Winger made me dinner and got me drunk," Annie laughs.

"I did not get you drunk," He insists even as he's thinking the same thing.

"I always thought you'd just be my community college Troy and now you're living in my apartment cooking my dinner."

"Community college Troy? What are you talking about?"

"C'mon, Jeff," She pulls her hand out of his, smacking his arm. "My unrequited college crush whom I would only talk to when he needed Spanish answers. You didn't even want me in study group. If you were African-American and Spanish was Alegbra, you'd be Troy."

"I will never be Troy," Jeff points out. "I wanted you in our group." Annie just stares at him, calling his bluff. "I want you there now. You have a crush on me."

"Of course I do. Shirley has a crush on you. Pierce probably has a crush on you. You're Jeff," She laughs again. "But the only one you like like is Britta."

"I don't like like Britta," Apparently a bottle of win turned the two of them into eighth graders. "Yeah, she's hot, but you're totally hot too."

Annie rolls her eyes. "Please don't compliment me because you think you're supposed to."

"I'm not. Annie...Pierce offered me a place to stay before you did. I turned everyone else down and then you asked and..." He reaches for Annie, pulling her into a surprising, but wonderful kiss. Annie looks at him shocked.

"Oh my God," She mumbles as they break apart.

"Yeah."

He kisses her again, laying back on the couch and bringing her down on top of him. He knows it's only a matter of time before he's going to have to vacate her guest room. Annie will sober up and he'll do that douchebag thing he does when something gets complicated. They'll probably stay friends, but it'll never be the same. He pushes all of the logical reasons not to make out with Annie far from his mind, focusing just on her as she kisses him back.

Re: Community, Jeff/Annie, domesticity/confessions, PG, 3/3

[ozmissage.livejournal.com]

*squees*

GUH. There is nothing about this fic that is not perfect. You nailed both of their voices.

And he moves into her spare room! And cooks her dinner and gets her drunk on wine! These are all things that make me extremely happy.

"C'mon, Jeff," She pulls her hand out of his, smacking his arm. "My unrequited college crush whom I would only talk to when he needed Spanish answers. You didn't even want me in study group. If you were African-American and Spanish was Alegbra, you'd be Troy."

"I will never be Troy," Jeff points out. "I wanted you in our group." Annie just stares at him, calling his bluff. "I want you there now. You have a crush on me."

So freaking much love. Thank you, thank you, thank you! <3

Re: Community, Jeff/Annie, domesticity/confessions, PG, 3/3

[bittersweet325.livejournal.com]

I'm so glad you liked it! It was my first attempt at Community fic and I wasn't sure about it. Glad to see it wasn't a total disaster!