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Your heart's against my chest, Your lips pressed to my neck by scottsflow
Fandoms: Figure Skating RPF
19 May 2018
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Tessa woke up on the morning of her twenty ninth birthday to the familiar feeling of lips running over her neck and shoulders. The bedsheets on and around her were slightly too scratchy for her taste and the curtains over the window too thin, letting light spill across the room in golden waves but she found it hard to be concerned with these details as the person worshiping her neck kept up his good work.
Or, what really happened on the morning of Tessa's twenty ninth birthday
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On the back, there’s a short note, written in a hurry, the letters neat but uneven:
Hi,
I used to live in your apartment. I’m drunk in Boston, and it’s the only address I know
Happy HolidaysScott
Tessa frowns down at it, slowing to a stop as she reaches her front door. Scott? She doesn’t think she knows a Scott.
AU. The lives Tessa and Scott might have led, without the medals, without 20 years together, and how they found each other anyway.
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06 Jul 2018
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A year after PyeongChang, Scott and Tessa start their lives together.
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- Part 1 of the book of love
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06 Jul 2018
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Scott comes down with the Head Cold of Death during their tour in South Korea. Fortunately, Tessa's there to look after him.
It's a business partner thing.
(As the tags say...shameless tooth-rotting fluff, based loosely on recent events.)
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06 Jul 2018
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Just Us by MissMayWeMeetAgain
Fandoms: Ice Dancing RPF, Figure Skating RPF, Scott Moir/Tessa Virtue Fandom
16 May 2018
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What was really going through Scott's head during the Olympic Figure Skating Gala 2018...
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But now, in front of the world, on his knees in front of Tess for the last time, he was losing control. This was different. It was a slow burning fire, ripping him apart from the inside. He knew he was spiraling as he covered the momentum of the lean in by resting his forehead on hers. Scott tried desperately to anchor himself to her by running his hand over her shoulder and down her arm, trying to just be in this moment, to stop the onslaught of emotions and tears from erupting on the world stage.
It felt like a losing battle. He was standing on the precipice of the end of their career, of his life as he knew it. It was the last time he could be with Tess like this, and it was crushing him. Forehead pressed to her, his heart pounded from the exertion of the dance, but his breath heaved out of him heavily as he held back the waves of emotion crashing into him. One, two, three, four, he counted silently. He had to get it together. He was not going to lose it now.
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06 Jul 2018
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...I just want to love you in my own language.
A series of standalone works, each based on a suggestion from the prompt "One Hundred Ways to Say I Love You"
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06 Jul 2018