The 'Oh Canada' Comment fest.

[marguerite_26]

I love Rent boy fics. LOVE THEM. However, this morning I got overwhelmed and tweeted:

All these fics with Stiles needing to turn tricks to pay for his dad's hospital bills is like a giant add for universal health coverage.
Everyone needs to move to Canada. D:

which prompted: #ifTeenWolfwassetinCanada

and a whole lot of amazing ideas spammed my timeline. So, twist my arm and here we go.


The 'Oh Canada' Comment fest.

So prompt away! Any fandom, any pairing!

What would the popular tropes be in your fandom if it were set in Canada?

Give me all the Poutine!shop AUs, all the trips to Hôtel de Glace... you have to know that EVERYONE looks good in a Mountie uniform.

ART, Gifs, Fic - whatever you want to contribute, eh?

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FILLS!!!!

[Merlin]
[ART] Arthur and Merlin as Snowbird pilots by amphigoury
[ART] “The Screech-In” by amphigoury
Hockey-Player!Arthur/Merlin by cb_eaglemaniac
Merlin/Arthur - Arthur obsessed with Anne of Green Gables by oflittleuse
Merlin/Arthur - 'The Last Saskatchewan Pirate' done as 'The Last Camelot Sorceror' by kattale
The One Where Merlin's and Arthur's Tongues Get Acquainted by emjayelle
Pulling On A Line (Merlin/Arthur) by fuckyeah

[Teen Wolf]
Derek would be the grumpiest mummer who ever lived and the only sober one. by medie
Stiles/Derek, hitchhiking by twisting_vine_x
Capp U! (Stiles/Derek) by thecheekydragon

Comments

Re: Fic: Stiles/Derek, hitchhiking (12/?)

[twisting-vine-x.livejournal.com]

After that, the day is awesome.

They go for pancakes (Stiles pays, and when Derek puts up a protest, there's another mention of payback shoulder rubs, and Stiles can't stop a grin when Derek flushes all over again). They make it out of town by just past 10 am. Stiles digs out some more of his music - cause as great as The Spice Girls are, it's probably not fair to subject either himself or Derek to that for the entire long trip - and they crank down the windows and let Bad Company do its thing for awhile. Stiles does his best to keep both eyes on the road - the sun is shining and the roads are clear, but he's not going to forget that moose for awhile - even though all he wants to do is stare at Derek. With that damn jacket and his pensive expression and the wind in what little hair he has, Derek looks like every wet dream Stiles has ever had, and he has to very carefully not think about waking up with Derek wrapped up around him, or he's going to drive them right off the road.

They also talk a bit more, when they eventually end up parked somewhere just over the border into Saskatchewan, sitting at a rest stop and gaping at the impossibly flat land around them. And though Stiles knows he's not really getting more than the basics of Derek's life, he doesn't mind, and he knows he can more than balance things out by babbling for as long as necessary. Derek hasn't once seemed to want to shut him up - which is a feat in itself - and he also seems to get all adorably flustered whenever Stiles says anything that could be construed as innuendo - which, yeah, Stiles still doesn't know how he's managing that at all. Because he has no idea what he's doing here. Oh, he's faking it well enough - and the head rush that comes from making Derek blush is almost enough to leave him dizzy - but he's barely got a few make-out sessions under his belt (or, well, above it, most unfortunately) to back up what he's implying, and he's just going to - he doesn't even know. Enjoy the flirting, and not press for anything more, right now, and try to ignore the voice in his mind that keeps asking him why a guy like Derek would want anything to do with him. It's not that Stiles is exactly hard to look at - and he knows it - but Derek looks like he's been carved out of a marble and put on Earth to tempt all the mere mortals, and Stiles eventually decides to just not question it, and to just enjoy the weird flirty place they seem to have stumbled into. Because for all that he still barely knows Derek, he's already starting to like him as much as much as he wants to jump in, and it seems insane that, a few days ago, Derek was some stranger on the side of the road.

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Re: Fic: Stiles/Derek, hitchhiking (12/?)

[twisting-vine-x.livejournal.com]

They hit Moose Jaw around 7 pm (seriously, what is it with Canada and moose? Can't anyone think of anything more creative than moose references?), and Derek goes off to use the washroom while Stiles fills up the tank of his jeep. The sun's nearly gone down, but they've still potentially got a few hours ahead of them, and he ends up pulling the jeep to the side of the parking lot once he's filled it up, and spreading a map out across the hood. He's musing over it when Derek comes out of the building and comes to stand close beside him, and, god - Stiles almost hurts with how much he just wants to press back into Derek and let Derek wrap him up again. Somehow manages to swallow around the tightness in his throat and make words happen, even if his voice comes out a bit rough.

"Um, so. Yeah. If I remember correctly, it's about 200 km between here and Swift Current. What do ya think?"

"What time is it?"

"Just past seven."

He looks side-long at Derek as he speaks, and find that Derek's staring up at the setting sun, biting his lip ever so slightly, and Stiles gets so distracted watching his mouth that he completely misses the part where Derek turns to look at him. Only figures it out when Derek makes some kind of sharp little noise, his skin flushing a bit, and then Stiles is blushing and jumping and swallowing hard, and - yeah. If Derek makes a move to take things further, Stiles is going to be in so far over his head. Pastes on a weak smile and ignores the way Derek's looking all flustered again, because that's not going to do either of them any favours if Stiles is meant to be driving.

"Um - right. So. What do you -"

"It's your call."

"Dude, no. You're riding shotgun. You get a say in this."

At that, Derek just shrugs, glancing back to the sun, and Stiles doesn't fight the urge to roll his eyes. Folds up the map and gives his jeep a pat on the hood, not missing the way it brings a small smile to Derek's lips.

"Alright, then. There are plenty of small towns between here and there, in case we need to call it quits, so. Shall we?"

Derek just nods at him and crosses the jeep to slide into the passenger seat, and Stiles takes one last look around the parking lot, eyes sliding over the convenience store, before he gets in the jeep. They have food and water and a medical kit, and Stiles has a working cell phone, and if they run into any trouble over the next two hour stretch of mostly empty prairie, he's pretty sure it won't be anything they can't deal with.

Re: Fic: Stiles/Derek, hitchhiking - moving to AO3

[twisting-vine-x.livejournal.com]

Alrrrrightie, then. Seeing as this seems to be getting massive, moving it on over to AO3. :)

http://archiveofourown.org/works/712999/chapters/1318973

Re: Fic: Stiles/Derek, hitchhiking - moving to AO3

[marguerite-26.livejournal.com]

YAY! massive! :)

I'll change my link above to point to AO3. I'm thrilled you are so inspired.

Re: Fic: Stiles/Derek, hitchhiking - moving to AO3

[twisting-vine-x.livejournal.com]

YAY! massive! :)

Boo yeah. :D

And yay! Thank you. Also, yeah. Definitely inspired. This plot bunny is very tenacious. ♥