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My Table.

Claim: The OC; Seth/Ryan
Title: The Language of Love
Author: shoshannagold
Characters: Seth/Ryan
Prompt: Reccer's Choice
Rating: R
Length: medium
Brief summary: This was one of the first OC fics I'd ever read, and I still love to go back and re-read it over and over again. Future!fic, with boys speaking French and Seth trying *desperately* to get Ryan to sail to Tahiti with him after senior year. shoshannagold has painted this amazing picture with memories and flashbacks, and it's really nice to see the development of Seth and Ryan's relationship post-Cohens.

+ He'd once made the mistake of falling asleep on the couch one afternoon after school and woke up to find his shoelaces tied together in a perfect bowline knot. A couple of days later he'd been moved to tears of laughter when he'd unbuttoned Seth's jeans and been confronted with boxers silk screened with "Tahiti? Please." Ryan had finally broken on Passover, when Seth had turned the Four Questions into Tahiti-speak: Why is this night different than any other night? For tonight Ryan will agree to go to Tahiti.

+ Ryan had thought they might be lonely or bored out there since they'd decided not to take a television or the Playstation, all the modern toys that Seth seemed to live for. But they'd brought books, Seth had spent a week burning MP3s, and Ryan learned the fine art of doing nothing and being perfectly happy about it.

And this next excerpt is one of my favorite lines from any fic, ever. Even now, I re-read it and it's just...GAH. Gives me chills, it's so *perfect*.

+ On the black sand of Venus Point, late at night, moving deep inside Seth, pressing long, sweet kisses on him, swallowing their moans to keep them from being discovered. The simple pleasure of lying in Seth's arms, caressing hands running through Ryan's hair and over his back, his head resting on a firm, warm chest.

Link to the story: The Language of Love


Claim: The OC; Seth/Ryan
Title: Popsicle Day
Author: serialkarma
Characters: Seth/Ryan
Prompt: Reccer's Choice
Rating: NC17
Length: medium
Brief summary: This is another one of my old favorites, and just, good LORD. Popsicles and kissing and video games, people. Seriously. Do you *need* anything else?? From Seth's POV, which makes it a thousand times more *real*, because serialkarma's Seth voice is *awesome*.

+ Wait. How long had Ryan's leg actually been draped over his? And how had he not noticed? And how many guys played Pro Skater practically sitting in each other's laps?

+ He wondered, oh so briefly, why he needed to be quiet when his parents weren't due home for hours, but forgot about it when he sucked two fingers into his mouth and started licking away the taste of sugar and sweat and Ryan. His skin, his bones and muscles were melting into a puddle of goo, and he couldn't stop a huge, goofy grin from spreading across his face as Ryan's came into view above him.

+ While Ryan was occupied with giving him his first hickey (and wouldn't *that* be fun to explain to the folks later), he looked around for the mysterious disappearing popsicle.

Oh. Whoops. It was melting into a puddle on the carpet. Another fun thing to explain to the folks. Never mind. Anything that made him think about his parents was definitely not worth his time at the moment. He'd just have to use something else--his hand would probably work, he had plenty of practice with that.

Link to the story: Popsicle Day

Argh, so CLOSE to finishing all fifty!! Ah, well, it's been fun - I hope you all enjoyed the recs!! Happy new year to everyone. ♥!