greedy_dancer + quentin/eliot   121

Ask Me, I Won't Say No (
Eliot & Quentin are on competing Pub Quiz teams. They get together. (No magic!AU where Eliot is a bored executive & Q raises Teddy alone after his wife died.) Sweet and hot! But needs a good beta.
Quentin turns in his arms, pressing his head against Eliot’s chest, “I’m not saying it’s not work because it’s a lot of fucking work. It’s just…. Kids have simple needs. You love them, feed them, keep their lives mostly consistent. And they love you back, just like that. Even if you fuck up, they just forgive. It’s so easy for them, they don’t even question it.”

Eliot thinks about how easily and immediately Teddy had accepted him without any thought for whether he deserved it.

Maybe Quentin has a point there, “Until they get older and have pesky little minds of their own.”

Quentin laughs, pulling him out of Teddy’s room, “Spoilers. We’re not quite there yet.”

Eliot watches how his eyes crinkle, heart tripping like it always does when Quentin says we. Like he could be a parent. Like they could be a family.

Not for the first time recently, he fights back the urge to say it —I love you, I love you, I love you. That’s one thing he doesn’t want to rush. Instead, he ducks down to kiss Quentin, something to placate the urge. A show, to prevent a tell.
themagicians  quentin/eliot  au  real-life!au  first-time  father!q  veganshailseitan  domestic!fic  from twitter
6 weeks ago by greedy_dancer
Threesome #1 - Quentin, Eliot, Eliot - ceeainthereforthat - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
Sequel to the cuddle party fic. Q comes back from Brakebills to find two Eliots waiting to take care of him.
"Which one is you?" Quentin asks. "You're both alike, sometimes you move exactly the same way, you finish each other's sentences--which one is you?"

"Both," The Eliot massaging his feet says. "He's a construct, but right now, your head is in my lap. I can feel everything he feels. When he touches you, it's because I'm touching you. When he's kissing you, it's because I'm kissing you."

Eliot can feel everything his double feels. He reaches up to run a featherlight finger around this Eliot's ears, and Eliot stops massaging his feet to suck in a breath.
ceeainthereforthat  themagicians  quentin/eliot  threesome  quentin/eliot/eliot  sequel  au  kink 
9 weeks ago by greedy_dancer
A Partial Age of Miracles - hetrez - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
WONDERFUL 30k fix-it!!! It's a week after the finale and suddenly, the dead are coming back to life - including Q. The gang figure out what's happening/how to fix it, and Q & Eliot find their way back together & heal together.
"I pushed him away, after years of — and I didn't trust him the way that I should have. I lied to him. I got in trouble, and he had to come rescue me, and he was tortured for it for months, and then he died." Eliot's voice cracked on the last word, and he trembled a little, and then he squeezed Quentin tighter and cleared his throat. "And now he's alive again, because someone attacked the laws of nature with a lemon zester, and I’m going to fight like hell to make sure he stays that way. But he died thinking I didn’t love him, and there’s nothing I’ll ever be able to do to change that."

And Quentin had promised, but this was too much. How could Eliot expect him to stay quiet after that? "El," he said. He pushed at Eliot’s arms, which were like iron bands around his chest. "Eliot, come on."

Eliot let go. Quentin scrambled away and took a breath, and turned. Eliot was sitting with a hand over his mouth, his eyes huge and glassy, looking like someone had torn his guts out for him. "Eliot," Quentin said, helplessly.

Eliot looked away, at the ceiling and the fucked-up walls and the books. Then he looked back at Quentin. He put his hand down and licked his lip. He said, "I love you."
hetrez  themagicians  quentin/eliot  au  alive!Q  fix!it  post-413  post-monster  ***  quentin&alice  quentin&julia  eliot&margo  h/c  from twitter
10 weeks ago by greedy_dancer
fire and life - lesbianbatgirl - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
High-school AU. Eliot accidentally kills his father & calls Q to come help him bury the body. Better than it sounds!!
“I changed my mind. I don’t want you here.” His tone is forcefully careless and he doesn’t look at Quentin when he says it. He takes a drag from his cigarette.

Quentin, undeterred, sits on the porch steps beside Eliot, pulling his knees up and looping his arms around them, fingers clasped together, “I came all this way, I’m not going to turn around and go home now.”

“Just leave, Q,” Eliot says tersely, shifting a few inches away from him.

“You’re in shock,” Quentin says. “You don’t mean that.”

“Get the fuck off my property.”

“‘Off your property’? You sound like a hick,” Quentin shoots back and that earns Eliot pulling himself off the stairs altogether, standing tall above Quentin and scowling. Quentin’s hammering heart wants him to shrink back, but he doesn’t. “Let me help you.”
themagicians  quentin/eliot  au  lesbianbatgirl  highschool!au  hurt!eliot  not-NC17 
10 weeks ago by greedy_dancer
tomorrow past tonight - veganshailseitan - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
A nice, hot take on the first time at the mosaic.
One of Eliot’s hands covers his own on the blanket, the other coming up against his neck in a way Quentin can only say is tender, thumb just brushing his jaw.

When Eliot kisses him, there’s a sureness in his movements that Quentin had been missing. This kiss is longer and deeper and no less sweet than the first one. The tension Quentin has felt between them for so long burning up on their lips with the taste of blackberry wine.

He’s not sure if Eliot pushes him back or if he pulls the other man down but they end up spread out on the blanket with Eliot above him, kissing and kissing and kissing for what feels like hours. Quentin is half hard in his jeans, but he can’t bring himself to stop their teenage makeout session until they shift and he feels Eliot hard against his thigh too.
quentin/eliot  themagicians  veganhailseitan  mosaic!fic  first-time 
10 weeks ago by greedy_dancer
Marvel at the Flowers You'll Have Made - moodlighting - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
Q comes down with Hanahaki Disease at the end of S3 - if he doesn't get his true love to return his feelings, he'll die. But of course, Eliot is currently unavailable...
Margo, predictably, was the first to lose patience. “All right. Spill, Coldwater. I don’t care whose name you’ve got written in little hearts all over your pretty pink Password Journal. Now is not the time for secret crushes.” Then, sighing heavily, like it was painful for her to admit it, “I guess you’re pretty lovable, so whoever it is will just have to...catch feelings before you kick the bucket. Tell us who it is, we’ll hitch a ride with 23, go pick them up, whether by force or -”

Quentin stopped listening. He knew who they needed, who he needed, of course. But he hadn’t had the chance to follow the logic that far ahead yet. Now, it was abundantly clear how this was all going to end. The one person who could possibly save him was the one person they couldn’t reach. The one person they were already trying to save.

He really was going to die.

Quentin laughed, miserable and defeated. Based on how everyone else reacted, that wasn’t the response they’d expected from him.
moodlighting  themagicians  quentin/eliot  h/c  hurt!Q  au  alive!Q  pining!Q  hanahaki 
10 weeks ago by greedy_dancer
Reciprocal - Rizandace - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
Mosaic!AU where Q doesn't get with Arielle - however, Eliot thinks he wants to, and makes a stupid decision to try and ease the process.
And then, just as Peter had put a not-so-subtle hand on Eliot's thigh, Arielle had let out a laugh at something one of her friends had said, throwing back her face and letting her beautiful hair, worn loose for an evening of relaxation, flow around her face. She was so beautiful. Even Eliot could admit that. And if he noticed, there was no way Q hadn't, and... and would it be so bad if Q wanted Arielle? Would it be the end of everything if Quentin wanted to start something with her? After all, they were on their quest together. Nothing could stop that. Even the sex didn't have to stop. People had open relationships. People had arrangements. Eliot had been a side piece before, and honestly it wasn't at all bad. Of course, he'd never been in love with someone before, not like this, so maybe...

He was too drunk to be thinking so much about this. When Peter leaned in to whisper something in his ear, Eliot didn't push him away. Eliot could be a "casual sex" person. That was practically what he was built for. He could let Peter the Carpenter nibble on his ear, and he could let Q fall in love with Arielle - and he could keep Q in his life no matter what.
rizandace  themagicians  quentin/eliot  eliot/omc  mosaic!fic  angst  happy!ending  au 
10 weeks ago by greedy_dancer
Eliot Waugh's Full Moon Cuddle Party - ceeainthereforthat - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
Quentin finds out Eliot is hosting regular cuddle/orgy parties in the dark, and gets a nice ~~first experience there. Hot!
He can't hear anyone around him any more. There's no sound of kissing, no whisper of fabric sliding against skin, no moans or gasps—they're quiet, and in the velvet blackness of the cuddle room Quentin wonders if they all stopped because he can't stop—he can't stop the harsh, throat-filling breaths or the insistent grind of his body or the noises Eliot's wringing out of him, the noises Eliot's making in his own throat. He wonders if they're gathered around the edges of the room, listening to him make all these shameless sounds...and the idea spreads dirty, sex-crazed thoughts from his mind's eye down to his curling toes.

They can listen all they want. They can listen as Eliot strips off every stitch, puts him facedown on the soft, cushiony floor, and fucks him right in the middle of the room. He wants them to hear what Eliot's doing to him—what Eliot's making him feel right here in front of them.
themagicians  ceeainthereforthat  kink  voyeurism  quentin/eliot  first-time 
10 weeks ago by greedy_dancer
why shouldn't we move back? - kaci3PO - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
Post finale. Alice sends Eliot back in time to prevent Q's death.
"I'm an idiot," she says softly.


She swallows. Bites her lip. Finally relaxes her hands on her lap. "So it has to be you," she says again. "You have to go back to that moment and—"

"And I have to say yes," Eliot finishes for her. She nods, looking like she wishes the floor would eat her alive.

"And then your past self has to keep him," she says. "You can't stay back then for very long. Less than a day. Write yourself a note, film a video, I don't care, but you have to convince your past self to not fuck this up. He can't come back to me." She grabs his wrist and looks him square in the eye. "Do you understand me? If he chooses me, he dies. You have to keep him so that when he saves you from the monster, he stays by your side in the infirmary."
themagicians  kaci3PO  quentin/eliot  quentin/alice  post-413  fix!it  alive!Q  timetravel  angst 
10 weeks ago by greedy_dancer
whitespire - peacefrog - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
Vaguely AU. Quentin & Eliot get it on in the throne room.
The waiting was the agony. Quentin wanted to drop to his knees right there and swallow Eliot down, but that wasn’t part of the game. The rules said that Quentin had to take his time. Eliot wouldn’t have him any other way.

Quentin stripped off Eliot’s shirt, removed his jewelry bit-by-shining-bit, helped him out of his spats and his boots. His erection tented the front of his breeches and Quentin could hardly resist. He ran a hand delicately over the curve of it and Eliot caught him by the wrist.

“That’s cheating,” Eliot drawled. “Your High King demands patience from all his subjects. Even those that happen to be… lesser kings.”

This was their game. Arousal pulsed in Quentin’s blood like a fever. “Forgive me, Majesty.”
themagicians  peacefrog  kink  d/s  quentin/eliot  pwp  au 
10 weeks ago by greedy_dancer
forty days to land - impossibletruths - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
Eliot POV on the aftermath of S4, trying to be brave, trying to take care of Q.
Sometimes Quentin talks near him, or around him, includes him slantwise. Sometimes like now, when they pass too close to each other and all their tattered edges get tangled up. Usually there is alcohol involved, like the beers Josh has set on the coffee table, a siren call for the unemployed twenty-something. Even Alice, who turns her nose up at the drink, crosses her ankles and sits with them, humoring the topic of conversation, which is:

“Is there anything good about Fillory?” Kady looks around at them. “I mean, given our track record.”

“Kinghood has its pluses,” says Margo, considering.

“You aren’t a king anymore,” Alice points out, and receives a nasty glare from Margo she weathers with only a flicker of a frown. “What? It’s true.”

“I’m always a goddamn king,” says Margo, and Alice’s expression flickers again. She doesn’t say anything.

“The opium,” posits Josh, and gets a round of tired looks. “Oh, come on. You can’t tell me you’re not thinking it.”

“I liked the stars,” Q says. Penny snorts.


“What?” He shrugs, defensive. “They moved. That’s pretty cool.”

“They move here too, dumbass,” Penny says, but Eliot understands. The stars in Fillory are nothing like the stars on Earth, because in Fillory they are magic and alive and when they walk across the sky it isn’t a metaphor for the rotation of the planet.
impossibletruths  themagicians  quentin/eliot  post-monster  post-413  fix!it  alive!Q  not-NC17 
11 weeks ago by greedy_dancer
Brideshead Revisited Revisited
Eliot has been institutionalized for most of his life because he thinks he belongs in 1920s England. Quentin is a new patient at the hospital. Ostensibly your typical Mental Hospital AU, except...
New kid was out on the patio during their allotted fifteen minutes of outdoor time in the cold months, perched on a stone bench and folded in on himself. It looked and smelled like snow. Eliot asked McRae, who was supervising the scant few patients who’d ventured outdoors, and he said the kid’s name was Quentin. He went over and sat on the bench. “Quentin,” he said.

The eyes moved and focused, like a camera lens. He was so bombed that something about the movement was almost unhuman. Carefully, like a child going through the alphabet, he pronounced the letter L.

“You know my name.”

He nodded minutely. The wind stirred his hair, which was lank and flat and smelled bad.

“I figure we have to have been someplace together before this,” Eliot tried, “right? I forget where.”

“Upstate,” Quentin managed. “New York.”

“I’ve never been to New York,” Eliot told him.
fluorescentgrey  themagicians  quentin/eliot  au  hopeful!ending  alive!Q  hurt!eliot  drugs  eliot/omc  from twitter
11 weeks ago by greedy_dancer
Saltwater - mtothedestiel - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
Cool pirates AU: Eliot is the High King of the Western Seas along with the Blood Queen Margo, and Q is the bereaved, depressed doctor he makes a deal with: be spared and serve aboard the Whitespire for a year. Loving it!
“Let me take a guess,” she says, raising one eyebrow, “You’re thinking of your middlingly handsome pet project who’s going to kill us all with his herbalism nonsense.”

“We needed a change,” Eliot says, pointedly, which Margo sighs her agreement with, “And he’s performed capably so far as a surgeon. He pulled a bullet out of our cabin boy, and a good bit of shrapnel out of me.”

“And yet,” Margo says, drumming her fingers dangerously close to Eliot’s sore shoulder, “The face.”

“I may have misspoke,” Eliot admits.

“The High King doesn't misspeak to a man whose life he spared.”

“By implying that we took him as a prize—“

“Which we did , and he’s lucky to be here, on the greatest ship to ever sail the Western Seas—“

“And I believe he took offense.”

“For god’s sake, men and their angst—“
mtothedestiel  themagicians  WIP  quentin/eliot  eliot/idri  eliot&margo  AU  no-magic!AU  period!au  ust  quentin/alice  angst 
12 weeks ago by greedy_dancer
honey, put out your hands and take these blossoms - propinquitous - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
Sequel to Little Flaws, set during 2x12: El got banished (no more marriage contract!), Q & El got the clock from Ember and are staying at a B&B in Vancouver. They take the opportunity for a little R&R (ie, a bed! And shower sex!).
"You know what," Quentin laughed and shook his head, "when I imagined this I never imagined it would be in a bed and breakfast in Vancouver, but this isn't half bad." He laughed again, his head lolling onto Eliot's shoulder.

"You imagined this, huh?"

Quentin shrugged. "Like you haven't." Eliot said nothing but smiled, pressed a kiss to Quentin's temple, a place he realized he loved.

"I was thinking," Quentin said and paused.

"Hm?" Eliot was drifting off but Quentin's nervous tone startled him awake.

"Instead of going back tomorrow, can we just. I don't know, it's stupid, but can we stay another day?"
propinquitous  themagicians  sequel  quentin/eliot 
12 weeks ago by greedy_dancer
Fragments - Rizandace - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
Set a few years after Lover's Touch. Q is cursed again - this time, he sees his worst nightmare happen in front of his eyes again and again (Eliot dying.)
"It would have to be someone who knew me," Q said. "I mean - they knew how to hurt me, what specifically would..."

"No," Margo said, shaking her head decisively. (..) "Q, it could be that someone cursed you to face your worst nightmare. They wouldn't need to know specifically what that was. It - it could be your own mind conjuring up the scariest shit you can think of."

Q's hand tightened on Eliot's, the knuckles standing out white. (...) He was shaken to his very core, and Eliot couldn't blame him for it given what he'd just experienced.

"Yeah," Quentin said, his voice strangled. "My worst nightmare. That tracks."

There was a long pause. "Who would want to fuck with you like that?" Josh asked. "You're... Quentin."

"You'd be surprised," Eliot said, teeth gritted. (...)

"Apparently I just have one of those curse-able faces," Quentin said, shrugging. It was said like a joke, but his eyes were still anguished.
rizandace  themagicians  quentin/eliot  angst  post-413  alive!Q  sequel  future!fic  h/c 
12 weeks ago by greedy_dancer
How Easy You Are To Need - ohmarqueliot - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
Everyone in the Physical cottage is sex!pollened, and Q is able to resist everyone except Eliot -- until he realizes Eliot wasn't under the influence! (1/2 parts posted rn.)
The press of his lips against his shoulder was automatic, and it took him a few seconds to realise that the fog around his mind was mostly post-coital, that the urge to taste him, to hold him close, was slipping into something more familiar, something he could fight against… but why would he want to, when he was here, with Eliot’s fingers scratching at his scalp, his other arm loose around his waist. The relief he felt was staggering. “I think I’m finally coming down from the pollen,” he said, meaning, I’m coming down from the pollen and I still want you, please tell me you still want me.

Eliot’s hand slid up his back in one long, firm stroke that was too… easy, too familiar, for him to hold onto the worry that had started eating him up. This was Eliot, who above and beyond anything else, was his friend, who cared for him, who - well, who flirted with him constantly, and he’d thought it had been a joke, but maybe it -

“Pollen?” Eliot asked, and Quentin’s dissipating worry was suddenly an icy grip around his heart.
themagicians  ohmarqueliot  quentin/eliot  sex!pollen  WIP  first-time 
12 weeks ago by greedy_dancer
(this is) the beat of my heart - portraitofemmy - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
The one where Quentin is fighting his depression and Eliot is trying to make his own body work again, and they take care of Kady's puppy and go to Pride. <3
“What’s something you want to do for you?” Eliot rephrases, because maybe living to help other people was what had kept Q going, but it didn’t exactly seem like a long term strategy.

“That is for me. I want to help the people I love,” Quentin says, stubborn, and it sounds too much like you sacrifice for the people you love, makes that fear coil tighter in Eliot’s stomach.

“I know you love generously, baby, we all know that. There has to be something you want to do for you.”

Quentin’s quiet for a minute. “This,” he whispers, tugging a little at Eliot’s sweater. “You. I– want to go to Pride, I think. This summer. Maybe. I’ve never. Done that. Can we do that?”

He sounds nervous, and if Eliot could kick his past self, he would, for the part he’s played in Quentin’s hesitation. Quentin, who’s always been more self-assured in his queerness than in any other aspect of his life, has also had it used as a weapon against him one too many times. Even now, after months, he sounds hesitant, like Eliot might tell him he’s not queer enough for Pride.

“I’d love that,” Eliot says honestly, smoothing his hand from between Q’s shoulder blades, down to the small of his back and back up. “I haven’t been to Pride since undergrad. I’d love to go with you.”
portraitofemmy  themagicians  quentin/eliot  post-413  fix!it  alive!Q  post-monster  lgbt 
12 weeks ago by greedy_dancer
Waking Prayers - Page161of180 - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
Sequel to Bedtime Stories. Alice catches on, and Eliot stops saying "you don't have to" and he and Q finally get together.
That night, or the next morning, actually, Alice had found them together on the couch, Quentin sitting with his head rolled back against the cushions, Eliot’s face pressed against his shoulder, leaving a drool patch on his henley. (Quentin was actually a much more graceful sleeper than Eliot, ironically-- less of a slobberer, less given to sprawl-- which Quentin took weird pride in, even if Eliot always said it was just because there was so much less of Quentin to spread.)

This morning, Quentin and Eliot weren’t even touching but they were angled toward each other, Quentin’s knees tucked into his chest, while Eliot’s long legs splayed across the opposite corner of the coffee table from where Alice was sitting.

She didn’t look . . . mad , not exactly. She looked-- determined , maybe. Determined to keep pretending that it was better than finding him naked and underneath Eliot-- finding him fully dressed and not even touching Eliot, willing to fuck up his back sleeping on this ridiculous MTV-Cribs -stereotype of a sofa, just to share the same air.

Oh, Vix , he thought, tender. You’re trying even harder than I am .
themagicians  page161of180  quentin/eliot  post-413  fix!it  alive!Q  quentin/alice  sequel  post-monster 
12 weeks ago by greedy_dancer
Theory and Application - greywash - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
After Q's been brought back and dealt with his issues, he drops out of Brakebills, sells his dad's house, figures out what he wants next (go to normal grad school, be with Eliot) and how he fits into all his friends' lives now that he's given up magic (They have a baby!! With... Kady? Idk it works)
"Q," she says, voice rough. "You're applying to grad school?"

"Yeah," he says; and then clears his throat. "I—I've been thinking about, um." He sits down again, facing her, cross-legged on the floor: most of the downstairs furniture has already been sold. "So okay, Eliot and I—talk, you know, and—therapy, too, I have—the only thing I've ever done that I really liked—like, actually enjoyed doing, was—a puzzle, basically, so like. Maybe. I should think about that? So I thought about that. And I thought—you know, if there's ever a right time for a change in direction, it's—."

He stops. He can feel his face reddening.

"Do you want to do this?" she asks; and Quentin sighs, leaning his elbows on the table. Eliot'd asked the same thing.

"I don't not want to do this," he says, to Alice. "And—right now, that counts for a lot? This is a solid option. I'm not expecting it to be my favorite thing ever, okay?"

She doesn't answer. Turning the top page over, for the next prompt-and-response.

"I—I know you said you applied to a bunch of physics programs," Quentin says, "before you snuck into the Brakebills exam, which—didn't seem a million miles away from engineering, so. I was hoping—"

"That I would read your essays," she says, quiet; and Quentin hunches up a little inside Eliot's purple cashmere sweater, and nods.
greywash  domestic!fic  themagicians  quentin/eliot  post-413  fix!it  baby!fic  not-NC17  quentin&alice  future!fic 
may 2019 by greedy_dancer
You Steer My Heart - portraitofemmy - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
Sequel to The Ways We Fit Together: Arielle comes into the picture and Eliot tries his best to give Quentin what he needs while not sacrificing himself. (Until he suggest Q&A get married, not knowing that fidelity vows are ONLY for royalty!) SO GOOD, a few typos.
Eliot sees, like a fork in the road, two paths stretched out before him. He can pretend to be asleep, let Q crawl into bed and never bring it up again. That option is tempting, is perhaps the path of least resistance. But. But. But. But, there’s a thin line between letting Q go and sharing him, and Eliot thinks. He thinks maybe he can ride that line a little while longer.

He rolls over, opening his arm in invitation for Q to tuck into his side. “Have a good time?” he asks, smiling as Quentin makes a happy noise, rolling, rolling, rolling with a little drunken giggle until he collides with Eliot’s chest.

“Yeah,” Quentin murmurs, snuggling into him, and oh, this. This is so precious. Eliot tips his nose down to bury in Quentin’s hair, breathe in the smell of him. You can do anything that makes you happy, just please come back after, he thinks, aching, afraid. “I didn’t step on her even once, which I think is better than we both expected. And then-”

He cuts off, bashful, and Eliot can practically hear him wondering if kissing and telling is bad form. “And then she fucked you stupid?” He finishes, just to hear Quentin laugh.

He does, and it’s light, and wonderful. “She really fucking did, El.”

“Good,” Eliot says, and feels a wash of relief. Quentin had still come home to him. He could survive anything as long as he had that. “I knew I liked her.”
portraitofemmy  themagicians  quentin/eliot  quentin/arielle  eliot&arielle  ot3  polyamory  mosaic!fic  marriage!fic  angst  happy!ending  sequel 
may 2019 by greedy_dancer
It's Never Over - charlotteschaos, prettyclever - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
100k alternative S5 where Eliot brings Q back through accidental sex magic, a giant Fillorian turtle makes Q an updated demigod body, The Dark Prince kidnapped Q & El's descendant, Todd is sort of a bad guy, and Q/El get married and acquire some children and make a world. Super juicy & fun (if OTT at times!)
Margo stared at him, then looked to Eliot. “What did you do, El?”

“Um.” Eliot’s joy overflowed until he felt it pouring from his eyes, his ears, his nose. Glory just spilled out of him like the touch of god. “I think I may have sex magicked Q last night during his visitation. He was just supposed to say goodbye, but then one thing led to another…”

He patted his knee gleefully and looked at Q. “Come sit on Daddy’s lap.”

“For eighteen hours?” Margo blinked at Eliot. “What kind of tantric—never mind. I don’t want to know.”

She moved to give Quentin a hug, but her arms flew through him. “Huh.”

Quentin looked worried, then confused as he padded over to Eliot. He gently put his hand on Eliot’s shoulder. It landed solidly and he gave it a squeeze. “So, um…”

“Or it’s my wards. I told you ain’t nuthin’ getting through.” Margo seemed quite proud of herself.
charlottechaos  prettyclever  themagicians  quentin/eliot  fix!it  post-413  alive!Q  baby!fic  marriage!fic 
may 2019 by greedy_dancer
Your Continued Presence is Required - Page161of180 - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
Sequel to "Your Urgent Attention is Required." Monster POV on the events of S4 & Quentin's s4 depression spiral, in which Eliot's memories influence it to take care of Q & even sacrifice itself for him.
The plan-- the plan didn’t change after that. Quentin was still supposed to look .

It was just-- The Body that was-- jittery. And tight. And pinched, always, at its temples. It was The Body that was-- distressed . At Quentin, sleeping too much. Quentin, not eating. Quentin not yelling, not breaking things .

It didn’t matter to him , at all. Whether Quentin was happy. Or.

It only mattered if Quentin looked .

It was just that-- shut up, body , shut up --

It was just that Quentin couldn’t look , if. If--

The Body gagged then, even though there was only Red Bull in its mouth, and the juice box from the refrigerator.

Quentin had to-- be here, so that he could pay attention . He had to. Just until the last stone, and then-- something . That was why it mattered. There were no other reasons.

So, the plan .
sequel  outsidePOV  quentin/eliot  quentin&monster  monster!Eliot  angst  character!death  fix!it  alive!Q  post-413  page161of18 
may 2019 by greedy_dancer
The Province of the Brave - threerings - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
Nice take on the post-Monster reunion: they talk, Q breaks up with Alice, there are tears and shower sex!
Days passed all too quickly. He and Eliot dodged whatever responsibilities arose to the best of their abilities. They made excuses to stay in and not see people. When others came by, they were polite and friendly, but something seemed to give most people the hint that they were intruding. So they were often left alone in the penthouse. Which was ideal as far as they were concerned.

Perhaps inevitably, they spent a lot of time in bed. They had a lot of time to make up for, and a lot of each other to explore. They rediscovered each other’s buttons and tastes, half remembered from another lifetime. Some things were always the same. Quentin always loved bottoming, Eliot always loved making him shout.

Nearly a week had gone by before they had their first serious talk.

“Have you heard from Alice?” Eliot asked one evening after dinner.

“Alice?” He looked at Eliot with suspicion. “Why?”

“Just...cause I don’t know how you left things with her...when she stormed out.”

“She didn’t storm.” Quentin ran a hand through his hair. “I was just honest with her, you know. I thought you heard all that.”
threerings  themagicians  quentin/eliot  post-413  post-monster  fix!it  alive!Q  finale-what-finale 
may 2019 by greedy_dancer
means and methods - patrokla - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
A series. Part 1: Q volunteers to distract the Monster with sex. Part 2: Eliot is back, but Q is in a bad place re:the aftermath.
“You don’t want this,” it tells him one afternoon. They’re at a park because the Monster had wanted to feed some birds, but it’d become disinterested when it found out that bird feed was just dried bread and seeds.

It had spotted a man walking his dog, a man that Quentin honestly doesn’t see the appeal of, but it doesn’t matter because the Monster is tilting its head and smiling a little in a way that indicates Danger Ahead, so Quentin does what he has to do.

And so:

“You want this, but you - don’t want it? It’s very confusing,” the Monster says. It has Quentin pressed up against a maple tree in the park, one long leg between Quentin’s, one broad hand running along the lines of his face. Quentin doesn’t answer - not that he could, because the Monster is pressing a thumb between his lips, pushing against his teeth. He lets his mouth fall open a little, and the Monster moves even closer against him, its body one long line of heat.

“This body wants this,” the Monster says confidently, looking down at him, the issue of Quentin’s wanting-not-wanting falling to the wayside, “So much. That’s why this is the best game, Quentin.”
themagicians  patrokla  quentin/eliot  quentin/monster  monster!Eliot  angst  post-monster  post-413  alive!Q  dubcon 
may 2019 by greedy_dancer
little flaws - propinquitous - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
Quentin helps Eliot test the limits of his Fillorian marriage no-intimacy-with-other-people spell, and they open themselves up to each other.
"I mean, this was your idea," Quentin said. "What do you think?"

"I think you should touch my finger and think debauched thoughts," Eliot said as his eyes fluttered closed. (...)

"C'mon, Q, debauched thoughts. About me, specifically."

Quentin closed his eyes and Eliot wondered what he imagined. He almost asked if Quentin was thinking about what they had done together, if the memory of sucking Eliot's dick was as intrusive for Quentin as it was for him, but thought better of it. He felt a flush crawl up his chest and then a tingle began in his finger where he touched Quentin that crescendoed into a quick zap, like they'd touched an exposed wire.

"Ow, fuck," Quentin said and pulled away.

"Okay, so that gives us some idea of how this works. What were you thinking about?"

Quentin smiled. "Model airplanes. That was all you, El."

Eliot narrowed his eyes. "I see," he said and didn't reveal his thoughts that had led to the trigger.
quentin/eliot  themagicians  propinquitous  pre-413  not-NC17 
may 2019 by greedy_dancer
You In My Head - stele3 - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
Eliot is back but Quentin is avoiding him. Eliot finds out exactly how far Quentin went to appease the Monster.
“Why sex?” he asks. “I mean, you could have given it a bubble bath, a massage, why did you—?”

“Why the fuck do you think?” Q snaps, a sudden rise that rings painfully. He shoots Eliot a glare but then quickly subsides. “I’m sorry. You just—got your body back. It must be pretty horrifying, to hear about all the things that happened. I’m sorry that I—look, we’re not going to talk about it after this, so, it had your face and your eyes and your voice and I know, I know it’s dumb and not something you want to hear, that you didn’t—have any choice, again, that you were stuck with me, again, but I just. I did that, okay, and I liked it because the whole time I could pretend it was really you in there. And you can hate me for it if you want, but I didn’t want you to die.”

His voice splinters at the end and he ducks away, moving like he’s gonna just walk out, and Eliot grabs him. Grabs the side of his neck, where his hand fits perfectly into the bruise.

Oh look, a metaphor. Great. Eliot hates metaphors.
dubcon  themagicians  quentin/eliot  quentin/monster  monster!Eliot  post-monster  kink  pre-413  stele3 
may 2019 by greedy_dancer
And So Lift Your Spirits (
Post Monster, Eliot makes cocktails while angsting about whether Q really wants him, and Q works on a spell to show him just as much.
There was a part of Eliot that would always believe his time with Quentin was borrowed time. A certain thought had worn a groove in Eliot’s mind: that instead of heartfelt impulse on Quentin’s part, it had been a concession, some complicated calculus around long-term misery-to-contentment ratios that had led Quentin to say, that day in the throne room, awash in fifty years’ worth of emotions: Why the fuck not? Why not, indeed. Lots of reasons, Eliot thought.

But despite fearing Quentin’s heart might never be all in, Eliot couldn’t bring himself to forgo the pleasure. Not now. Not after coming so close to losing Quentin. (...)

And when it was good it was good. Scratch that. It was never not good. It was, in fact, incandescent. For Eliot, anyways. Quentin’s soft mouth. His whimpers of surrender when Eliot tugged an earlobe with his teeth, or grazed his jawline. Quentin’s low groan when he felt Eliot’s cock seated deep inside, a breathy rumble Eliot sometimes felt resonate in the bones of his toes. (...)

That low, base, animal groan had to be real and true. Quentin wanted him. Quentin felt a measure of what he felt, he was sure of it.
themagicians  post-413  post-monster  fix!it  alive!Q  sex!magic  orchardsinsnow  quentin/eliot  from twitter
may 2019 by greedy_dancer
hide away, hide away - portraitofemmy - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
4 times Eliot found Quentin in the Physical Cottage's hidden reading nook, from their 1st year to post-S4.
Eliot knows he’s here, knows he came back to Brakebills after the frankly-disastrous boat-quest, but he’s not in his old room in the cottage, or Eliot’s, or– though Eliot’s not sure why he would be, Alice’s old room. But standing in Quentin’s room, which is a disaster zone of hoodies and jeans and books strewn everywhere, Eliot realizes he knows exactly where Q is.

He really should have checked there to begin with.

The sliding door to the reading nook is closed, but he can see from the outside that a light is turned on inside. Heart in his throat, Eliot raises his hand to knock, a special secret knock which a little boy from another time on another planet used to use as the password for a cottage door.

Three soft taps come from the inside of the reading nook, and something he hadn’t known he was holding on too releases in Eliot’s chest. He slides the door open, looking in to find Q sitting at the far end, small smile on his face and knees pulled up to his chest.

“Hey,” he greets, resting his chin on his knees as Eliot clambers his gangly limbs into the little space, then slides the door shut.
portraitofemmy  themagicians  quentin/eliot  post-413  finale-what-finale  alive!Q 
may 2019 by greedy_dancer
don't ruin this on me. - milominderbinder - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
S3 AU: Q & El accidentally solve the mosaic 2 years in, early enough that upon their return to the S3 timeline they're still pretending (to each other) they've just been frends-with-benefits the whole time. Exciting premise!
“Might bring this too,” Eliot says, begging his voice to sound as blasé as ever. He is not , he assures himself, bringing the quilt because it’s what he and Quentin first kissed on top of, first fucked on too, have curled up beneath countless times on the nights they shared a bed. He’s just bringing it because it’s the perfect level of soft, and one can never have too many blankets. “On the off chance the key drops us off in the middle of the fucking Arctic and we need to huddle for warmth, of course.”

Quentin’s eyes go soft watching him from the doorway, and he reaches to El.

So often, Quentin is the one to move first in times like this; he always was the brave one. Eliot goes to him, blanket carefully folded in his arms, and is surprised when Quentin reels him in for a soft kiss. It’s not that they haven’t shared plenty of kisses like that before. (...) Sometimes El sneaks kisses onto Quentin’s forehead or cheeks in the same casual way he would do with Margo, but they don’t really kiss, actually kiss, when it’s not about sex.

Until now. Eliot loses himself in the soft press of Quentin’s mouth, bending down to meet him, curling one hand around Q’s neck and into the strands of his little ponytail, feeling Quentin’s hot breath against his face. He tries very, very hard not to feel like they’re about to go back to their old lives, and this is a goodbye to this part of their relationship.
milominderbinder  themagicians  quentin/eliot  mosaic!fic  post-mosaic  au  wip 
may 2019 by greedy_dancer
as it was - peacefrog - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
The Underworld metro card brings Q right back to the Physical Cottage.
“How long was I gone?” Quentin asked.

“It’s been a week,” said Margo.

“Shit.” Quentin looked between them, back down at the metro card. “It all happened so fast, I… I was in the Underworld and I stepped through a door and then I was just… here.”

“What kind of door?” Eliot asked.

“It was just an empty doorway. Penny was there,” Quentin laughed, gazing into Eliot’s wide eyes, “and he gave me this card and said it would take me where I needed to go.”

“Where you needed…” Eliot reached out and touched Quentin’s face. Delicately. As though he thought it might break. “You’re telling me Penny brought you back to life.”

“I don’t know what happened. I was dead and now I guess… I'm not.”
quentin/eliot  themagicians  peacefrog  post-413  fix!it  alive!Q  post-monster 
may 2019 by greedy_dancer
You and You and Me - ohmarqueliot - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
YES YES YES: Alive!Q is with Alice after his finale near-miss, and Eliot is back, and Q is *happy*... But Alice & Eliot know he could be happier. The poly negociations/getting-together I was waiting for.
Feeling almost detached from the whole situation, Quentin forced a laugh, still struggling to settle into an appropriate response. “Alice, I don’t think you -”

“I don’t think you want to finish that sentence,” she said firmly, her eyebrows lifting. “You think I haven’t thought this through? You think I’m some naive girl who’s grasping at straws so she doesn’t lose her boyfriend? I know what I’m talking about, Quentin.”

And he believed her. He did. He didn’t think you could grow up in the family she had without a basic understanding of polyamory. If anything, he was surprised she didn’t have horrible associations with the idea, considering her parents. But that still didn’t mean that she meant it, that she’d thought it through, that it was what she really wanted. “Yeah, but do you really want this? Like - really. Alice… it’s not always an easy thing. If Eliot is pushing this and you don’t want it...” He could just imagine it. Eliot, making a joke about sharing him that turned out to be not so much of a joke, and then here they were, in a situation that she didn’t want -

“I know that,” she said firmly, then paused, her face softening. “I'm the one who suggested it. We talked about it a few times, and then had some time to think about it, and talked about it some more.”
ohmarqueliot  themagicians  quentin/eliot  quentin/alice  eliot/quentin/alice  OT3  polyamory  finale-what-finale  alive!Q  post-413  post-monster  happy!ending  not-NC17  eliot&alice 
may 2019 by greedy_dancer
What Matter Where (
1st part of the "Eliot signs himself over as Hades's consort for half the year in exchange for getting Q back" fic. Can't wait for the rest!
"Just tell me what you agreed. Get it over with.”

“Six months as his, umm, consort in the underworld, six months on Earth,” said Eliot. “Or Fillory, I guess. Above ground. Topside. Whatever. You get back to help Josh and Fen, Quentin gets – to be alive again.”

“And what do you get?” said Margo. “What do you fucking get, Eliot?”

“I get to know that Quentin’s alive,” said Eliot. “I don’t even care – or I do care, but I’ll cope – if he doesn’t want me, if he wants Alice or no-one or someone we haven’t even met yet. I get to know he’s – fucking walking the dog or reading his stupid books or smiling at Julia. I get to know that Josh and Fen – and I care about them too, you know – aren’t rotting in the ground somewhere. And that you’re with them.”

“While you’re in the Underworld,” said Margo. “You never bothered to read the classics, did you?"
achray  themagicians  quentin/eliot  eliot/omc  post-413  fix!it  wip  ***  from twitter
may 2019 by greedy_dancer
The Ways We Fit Together - portraitofemmy - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
Sequel to A Year in the Life. Eliot & Q experiment more at the mosaic - Eliot is the toppiest bottom and he brings home some rope to tie Q up with.
“So I freaked out,” Quentin says, while Eliot settles down half on top of him.

“You totally did,” Eliot agrees. Q’s starting to look a little sheepish again, turtle in on himself, and that’s the last thing Eliot wants. His fingers find Quentin’s hair, smooth through the soft strands until the repetitive motion starts to soothe Q’s nerves. “Do you know why?”

Quentin shrugs, eyes flicking around the candle lit room, until they land on Eliot’s. “I got caught up in my head, I guess. Couldn’t focus.”

“Why?” Eliot asks, confused, because of all firsts they’d had together, this seems, well. Tame. “I mean, why is this different than anything else we’ve done?”

“Because there’s more pressure? I mean, it’s on me to make it good, right?”

Oh. “Baby,” Eliot says, and he’s gotta work really hard to keep the laughter out of his voice, still isn’t sure he succeeds. “I don’t care what our dicks are doing. If you think that whatever we do together isn’t gonna be me fucking you stupid, then you’re not paying attention.”

It’s amusing, almost, how Q’s eyes go hot and dark and hungry at that. It would be, except it makes Eliot’s stomach clench, makes longing crash over him in a heady wave.
quentin/eliot  d/s  portraitofemmy  themagicians  mosaic!fic  sequel  bottom!eliot 
may 2019 by greedy_dancer
my heart restarts, my life replays - campchitaqua - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
Alive!Q tries to deal with his issues in the aftermath of the Monster's treatment. Eliot does his best to help.
He slides his hands up Quentin’s shirt sleeves, around to the backs of his shoulders to pull him in closer, but he drops them the moment he feels resistance, circling back down to Quentin’s elbows.

Quentin is the one to break away though, this time, and Eliot lets him, watches him take a breath. And another. Tracks his hand as he gently takes Eliot’s wrist and lifts it up between them, holds it there. When he glances back over at Quentin, it’s to find him watching, eyes wide and focused on Eliot’s face, searching. It’s me, It’s me, I’m here , he wants to say, but doesn’t. Instead, he watches Quentin watching him, and counts his heartbeats - one, two, three, four, five - until Quentin swallows, tightly, and places Eliot’s hand on his neck.

“Oh.” Eliot says, softly, feeling the shudder that runs through Quentin at the contact reflected in the shock sizzling through his own nerves - for entirely different reasons. It hurts to see Quentin’s jaw tighten, his eyes squeeze closed, and Eliot breathes through an indescribable tug in his chest, again, at the thought of this being something Quentin would ever have to be afraid of. He wants to pull his hand away, to murmur and soothe, but Quentin still has a hold on his wrist. Quentin wants him there. “Red, yellow, or green?” He asks, softly, and Quentin, who had been slipping, slowly, out of this moment, pulls back in.
themagicians  quentin/eliot  post-monster  h/c  fix!it  alive!Q  campchitaqua  finale-what-finale 
may 2019 by greedy_dancer
press your love into my palm - propinquitous - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
Eliot & Quentin's first time at the mosaic.
He was used to casual sex, sex with friends, never felt like this kind of intimacy needed to be limited to one context. Still, there was no denying what Quentin had always done to him, and what a year functionally alone together had amplified. He wanted to peel off his skin and reveal himself, let Quentin see his ugly insides and give him the chance to decide to love him anyway.

Beneath him, Quentin let out a long moan.

"El, please, please make me come," he sighed, his voice too worn out for anything else. "I can't, please, I," Quentin didn't know it but begging always tapped something deep in Eliot, made him helpless to do anything other than what he was asked to do, made him more turned on than anything.
quentin/eliot  themagicians  first-time  mosaic!fic  propinquitous  pwp 
may 2019 by greedy_dancer
and if i do (perhaps i am myself again) - alasse - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
How the finale could(/should) have gone so Quentin lives to fucking hear how much his friends love him & how much he needs to take care of himself. Good but fucking heartbreaking, because it didn't.
“I just. Everett showed up, and we were so close, but he smashed the mirror and I… I just had to fix it. I felt like I had to fix it.”

“But you knew what it would do to you, in the Mirror World. Alice must have reminded you,” Margo said.

“She did. I knew.” Quentin shrugged, tried to come up with the right words to explain again, but could only hear Alice, could only hear himself, saying your brain breaks sometimes. “It seemed like what I should do.”

Margo just looked at him for a moment. “Quentin, do you realize what it would have done to him, if he’d woken up and you were…” she trailed off, glancing away. “Fuck, you little shit, do you realize what it would have done to me?”

“I - I didn’t think, it was-“

“I never told you, did I, what I always told El?” Margo interrupted. “The difference between a live hero and a dead moron is a stupid decision. And I know we haven’t talked in a while, Q, between getting ourselves erased and me getting thrown back to Fillory by Ember, but.” She stopped, shifted a little closer to Quentin. “I thought we’d settled this, when we refused to let you be the Monster’s jailer for the rest of your life - we need you around, you asshole. Do you think Eliot and I just go around making friends all the time? This - all of this - it only makes sense because you’re the one that’s brought us together.”
themagicians  quentin/eliot  not-NC17  alasse  fix!it  post-413  alive!Q  happy!ending  quentin&julia  quentin&margo  quentin&alice  finale-what-finale 
may 2019 by greedy_dancer
Your Hand of Gold - pineapplecrushface - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
Sequel to Moving Without Moving/Shaping the Doorway. Q's thinking about Eliot's hands - at Brakebills / during the mosaic / post-Monster. Just as good and hot as the rest of the series, pfew.
He loved Eliot’s persona, of course. It was Eliot as he wanted to be seen, and Quentin basked in the created parts as well as everything underneath. It was all Eliot, really. Half a century was barely enough to figure him out, but there were some things Quentin knew and one of those things was that Eliot was good at anything he put his hands to. He’d make driving look easy. Quentin, who had grown from an extremely anxious driver to a slightly less anxious driver, had a vision of Eliot’s long fingers on the wheel of a car, the entire elegant line of him in tune with the machine. He shivered all over and stared at Eliot almost without seeing him, his entire body suddenly alight. Eliot would push his sleeves up—Quentin fucking loved when Eliot pushed his sleeves up—and he’d just…he’d just—

Eliot turned to him as if he knew exactly what Quentin was thinking and waved him over, and Quentin went as if dragged by a string, his legs wobbly.

“Hey,” he said, clipped, sliding his fingers around Eliot’s wrist. He felt twitchy, like he was making grabby motions and not quite getting what he wanted.

“Hey,” Eliot said, giving him one of those tiny little looks that combined curiosity and concentration and love. Whenever they kissed, he always seemed to be trying to figure Quentin out and liking whatever he discovered, which was gratifying. Afterward, anyway. In the moment, Quentin’s brain was usually pretty much static. Kind of like now.

“I, uh,” he said. He tugged on Eliot’s wrist, breathing too hard, and could see the moment Eliot caught on. That little Well, what do we have here? look deepened and he bent his head down to murmur in Quentin’s ear, which was a smart move because Quentin wanted to fucking climb him.
quentin/eliot  themagicians  pineapplecrushface  sequel  mosaic!fic  post-monster  pre-413 
may 2019 by greedy_dancer
Lover's Touch (
Finale-What-Finale: Post S4, alive!Quentin gets cursed by a hedgewitch to die unless he receives his true love's touch - and Alice isn't doing the trick - but is it too late??
"Quentin?" Eliot said, a little uncertain. He kept his hand on Q's face, running his fingers up and down, petting gently. Q's harsh breathing began to slow back down to a quiet wheeze. "Q, can you hear me?"

"Mmm. Hurts..." Q said softly. "...less, now." He lifted a hand weakly, brushing it over Eliot's where it rested against his face.

Eliot's face was a study in contrasts - heartbroken and agonized, yes - but also unbelievably tender, full of so much gentle affection that Julia felt mesmerized by it, second-hand. "I'm here," he said, his voice wobbling and distorting around the words. He brushed his thumb lightly across Q's cracked lower lip, and then brought his other hand up, curling it along the other side of Q's face. Q gave a soft, peaceful sounding sigh, his eyelashes fluttering as he fought to keep his eyes on Eliot.

"Oh my God."

It was Alice, her voice cold and shocked. Despite the fact that she'd been in the bed next to Q this whole time, plastered up against his side, Julia had managed to nearly forget about her. She sat up in the bed, staring down at Quentin with a look Julia could almost describe as disgust on her face. She got up, disconnecting herself from Quentin, and Julia was about to protest that she shouldn't risk such a thing when suddenly the full impact of what had just happened slammed into her.

"Holy shit," Penny-23 said from across the room, seemingly coming to the same conclusion.
themagicians  quentin/eliot  future!fic  post-monster  au  rizandace  h/c  post-413  quentin/alice  alive!Q  happy!ending  ***  finale-what-finale  from twitter
may 2019 by greedy_dancer
Shaping the Doorway - pineapplecrushface - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
Sequel to Moving without Moving: reflections on Q's tattoo. Fucking scorching hot, holy shit. Part mosaic timeline, part post-Monster reunion.
[Q] liked to sleep in Eliot’s old shirt. It had no buttons left and was frayed several inches from every hem, but he wore it with his shorts to bed and Eliot tried to find it annoying but couldn’t. He liked looking across their little sleeping area to see Quentin curled up in his bed, hands tucked inside his too-long sleeves.

In the morning he shrugged out of it and hung it on the hook next to his bed, and Eliot happened to turn at the right moment to see his bare back in the light, the Q in the tattoo suddenly stark and beautiful against his skin. His mouth dropped open a little bit and he was on his feet, standing behind Quentin, before he had even realized it. Q gave him a curious look over his shoulder.

“I keep forgetting about your tattoo,” he said. “You just never seem like the type.”

He ran a thumb over the scrollwork and opened his mouth to say something about how pretty it was, but Quentin went suddenly very still. Eliot jerked his fingers away, an apology on his tongue.

“Wait,” he said instead, remembering. “The tattoo feels good, doesn’t it?”
quentin/eliot  themagicians  ***  pineapplecrushface  tattoo  mosaic!fic  post-monster  happy!ending  pre-413  quentin/eliot/arielle  sequel 
may 2019 by greedy_dancer
The Honor of Your Presence - Page161of180 - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
Outside POV of the Q/El wedding: Todd witnesses the proposal, Raphe the preparations, and Marina23 the actual ceremony. Wonderful voices and indulgent in all the right ways!
The doors swung open and there was Margo, in a gown with literal spikes on the shoulders and a slit that made Marina want to weep . She had Eliot on her arm-- and it was super clear that it was in fact Eliot on her arm, and not the other way around-- looking hot enough in the aforementioned crushed-velvet trouser-and-tails ensemble that Marina actually noticed him, even next to the concentrated fierceness of King Margo, long may she reign. The pair of them were clearly in their element, striding up the aisle like they owned the place-- which maybe they did? Marina’s honestly still fuzzy on exactly how the whole grad-students-slash-colonizers thing is working out. Eliot in particular took in each detail of the room like an artist surveying his brush strokes, registering approval but not surprise at each impeccable detail.

It was only when the two of them reached the arch at the front of the room, and Margo cupped Eliot’s cheeks to press a long, easy kiss to his mouth, that Marina began to suspect what they were in for. Because there was no hiding the telltale shimmer in Eliot’s eyes as Margo pulled back and pretended to wipe her black-red lipstick from his lower lip (as if Margo Hanson would fuck around with anything but smudge-proof). Marina’s row was close enough to the action that she could hear Margo’s “now go get him, baby, and don’t you fuck it up,” as she walked away, followed by the little hum that Eliot didn’t suppress quickly enough.
page161of180  themagicians  quentin/eliot  marriage!fic  future!fic  fix!it  post-413  outsidePOV  alive!Q  finale-what-finale 
may 2019 by greedy_dancer
In the Woods Somewhere - pineapplecrushface - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
Plotty post-S4 finale fix-it: Q died because Alice fucked up the time-sharing spell & part of his young self stayed behind - driving the events of the finale. But the other part of him is visiting Eliot in dreams (for lots of dream!sex) and trying to get resurrected. Excellent!
“Vix, come on,” he said, laughing. “You’re acting like I’ve got two heads.”

“I think you kind of do, actually,” she said, and in the same strange voice, she asked, “Q, do you love Eliot?”

“Yes,” he said, closing his eyes to let it wash through him. That love—it felt like it came from everything around him, every joyful thing that had ever existed, funneled right into him and through him and he was on fire with it, absolutely beautifully on fire.

He shivered, shaking his head. His throat felt weird, like he was having an allergic reaction. “Did you say something?”

“I asked,” she said slowly, “if you love Eliot.”

“Of course,” he said. “My friends are basically my family. Well, maybe not Penny.”

“Shit,” Alice said. “Shit, Q. Fucking shit.”

“What?” He realized his face was wet, and wiped his eyes. “Am I crying? What’s going on?”

“Something is really wrong,” she said, grabbing his hand and dragging him from the room.
***  pineapplecrushface  themagicians  quentin/eliot  post-413  happy!ending  fix!it  alive!Q 
april 2019 by greedy_dancer
What Are Friends For? - ohmarqueliot - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
Margo ~~gives Eliot a hand when he's too worked up about Q to sleep. S1.
“I feel like my game is off, Margo,” he said with a dramatic sigh.

He felt as much as heard her chuckle. “Oh, so this is about Quentin.”

He didn’t bother trying to deny it – she always saw straight through him. He tilted his head so that his cheek pressed against the top of her head. “I haven’t woken up with a boner this often since junior high. It’s been days since I’ve had a good sleep. I just really want to put my dick in his mouth,” he said wistfully, feeling said dick twitch at the thought. “Don’t you think he’d look so pretty with my dick in his mouth?”

Pulling back, Margo leaned her hand on his opposite leg and twisted her body so that she could look at him squarely. “You’re really worked up on him, aren’t you?” she said slowly, a smile spreading across her face as her eyes lit up with surprise and delight. She glanced down at his crotch and her smile widened. “You’re all worked up right now.”

Groaning quietly, Eliot closed his eyes, slumping further down on the couch. “So much.”
eliot/margo  ohmarqueliot  quentin/eliot  themagicians  voyeurism  pre-413 
april 2019 by greedy_dancer
Pause, Restart - moosetifying - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
Alice brings Q's body back, but his mind is still trapped in the mirror world. Eliot & Julia go get it back.
Wavery, pale, insubstantial: Eliot could see the hallway beyond right through him. But he was undeniably Quentin; there was a presence about him, if not a physical one, some sort of mental or spiritual heft that the amnesiac physical Quentin had been missing.

“Quentin,” Eliot breathed, and carefully stepped toward him. Julia, hand still in his, went with him.

They looked at Quentin for a moment and Quentin looked back. He appeared—like himself; his hair was longer than it had been on the physical body waiting out in the real world. But he also seemed shrunken somehow, diminished. Something beyond just lacking a physical body. He looked like there was something in him that was eating him up from the inside out.

“Oh, fuck,” he said at last, and started to cry.

Eliot cried too. So did Julia. For a few, ridiculous minutes all the three of them did was stare at each other and cry and cry. For once, Eliot didn’t try to hold anything back; there was no one to hide from here, really. There was only pain, fully bared to the world.

Quentin was crying so hard it shook his entire, fragile, not-there body, tears that seemed painful on an incomprehensible level. “Fuck,” he said again, “oh god, fuck. I’m so sorry.”
moosetifying  quentin/eliot  themagicians  post-413  fix!it  character!death  grief  alive!Q 
april 2019 by greedy_dancer
and then some - wekeepeachotherhuman - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
Eliot takes Margo to the mosaic site after they come back. [Canon divergent - pre-4x05, Q & Eliot clearly never had that conversation.]
“It’s just a shadow,” Eliot says. “A spill,” he continues, shrugging. “I loved him, that doesn’t mean, I…”

“So what if it does?” Margo asks.

“Margo,” Eliot says, rolling his eyes.

“So what if it does?” Margo repeats.

“I’m married,” Eliot says. “ Twice .”

“And when you weren’t, who did you choose?”

Eliot shakes his head, pulls his hand away from Margo and clasps them together in his lap. “I wouldn’t call it a choice. We were… It was just us.”

“Jesus Christ,” Margo mutters. “I’m trying to…” She takes a deep breath, readies herself to start over. “You know, it’s okay to have feelings every now and then.”

“That never goes well for me,” Eliot says back.
pre-413  post-mosaic  wekeepeachotherhuman  themagicians  quentin/eliot  angst  eliot&margo 
april 2019 by greedy_dancer
Consumation - Merit - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
(pre-S4) 3 times Quentin & Eliot almost fuck (a random Brooklyn party; after Eliot's wedding to Fen; just after ELiot comes back from the Netherlands w/ Fen & Fray) and one time they do. Hot.
“We could die tomorrow,” Quentin said, running his teeth up Eliot’s jawline, fingers digging the waistline of his trousers, buttons popping off his shirt. “Don’t you want to fuck before then?”

“Well,” Eliot said, spreading his legs, Quentin’s head dark between his thighs, “Your logic is impeccable.” [...]

“Fuck you’re going to be the death of me,” Eliot said, running a hand through Quentin’s hair.

“You know I like it when you pull it,” Quentin said softly, like a feather falling through the air.

Eliot paused, Quentin’s hair still threaded through his fingers. And yes, he did know. He’d lost count, then, the number of times Quentin had fallen to his knees in the soft dirt. Quentin had smiled up at him, wrinkles forming like a fine tapestry across his face over the years. Then he’d press his head against Eliot’s hand, smiling, the taste of peaches on his lips.

He pulled, gently, Quentin arching back like a violin in his hands. There was an expression of pure joy on his face and it was probably mirrored on his own.
quentin/eliot  themagicians  pre-413  post-mosaic  merit 
april 2019 by greedy_dancer
To Give You Hope and a Future - Page161of180 - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
Post-4x13, Eliot visits widow!Quentin at the mosaic. Heartbreaking but somehow still better than the show.
“You have so much to live for, El. So much to offer,” he says, with silent apologies to every person who ever told him the same and ended up on the receiving end of his rolling eyes. It’s not the right thing to say, but he’s never been good at saying the right things to Eliot, no matter how much he loves him. “I know how much it hurts right now,” he says, trying another tack.

But Eliot jumps out of his seat with a scoff. “You have no idea how this feels.”

Quentin’s husband has come back to him, young and whole, and it takes less than an hour alone for Quentin to roll his eyes at him. He doesn’t bother with the obvious rejoinder, the fact that the cup of water that Eliot is still worrying in his hands has been touched by no one, served to no one, in eight years. Instead, he says, “You’re still so young. You can love again. I want that for you.”

He means it. It breaks his heart in pieces, but he means it.
themagicians  fix!it  page161of180  quentin/eliot  angst  grief  character!death  post-413 
april 2019 by greedy_dancer
still (get through) - CivilWhere - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
Post-Monster reunion/Quentin & Eliot are in the back of a car. LOTS OF NICE FEELINGS.
“I need to hear you say it, Q,” Eliot had said their first night together (the third night since he got back, after two nights spent pressed against each other so tightly they were a mess of limbs and sweat-stuck skin in the morning but too worn and frayed to do anything except sleep and hold each other and sleep), his thumb tugging gently at Quentin's bottom lip as if he were coaxing the words out like a wobbly-legged foal from a stable. [...]

“I want to take you in my mouth,” he'd said, watching the way Eliot's eyes slid almost closed before going wide and desperate when Quentin continued. “I want to taste you. I want to taste all of you, every part of you. I've missed,” he'd paused, swallowed. “I've missed how you taste, El. Missed it so badly.”

They'd both been crying by the end of it.
civilwhere  themagicians  quentin/eliot  post-monster  sex!tears  consent!porn  pre-413 
april 2019 by greedy_dancer
Monsterless - portraitofemmy - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
AU where the Monster is not in Eliot's body during S4, and Eliot goes with Q when his dad dies & they work out their issues.
Quentin had always been the brave one, the one who went out on a limb. He’d kissed Eliot on the mosaic, sweetly and with no expectation. He was the one who returned to Eliot’s side, again and again during that life they lived and lost. It had been Quentin, brave sweet Quentin, who’d asked for another shot. And Eliot had run away.

There was no doubt that Q deserved better than that. That he probably deserved better than Eliot, but Eliot’s the one who’s here. He’s the one Q chose and keeps choosing, against all odds. He’s the only one here, watching Quentin curl into himself, whiskey breaking the damns he’d put up around his own grief.

“Baby,” Eliot whispers, his own heart breaking, shuddering and dying in his chest as Q’s face crumples. Oh, oh Eliot’s an ass, he doesn’t deserve Quentin, but Quentin deserves someone who can love him the way he needs and... Eliot can do that. He can. “Baby, c’mere.”
portraitofemmy  themagicians  quentin/eliot  au  h/c  grief  pre-413 
april 2019 by greedy_dancer
Imagination Succumbs - templemarker - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
Funny/cute ficlet about the kinds of designs that must have happened.
"Are you fucking kidding me," he says flatly to the giant dick framed by a set of improbably round balls laid out into the mosaic.

Eliot's pleased smile only increases -- it's at Chesire Cat levels now. "You don't think this is the 'beauty of all life'? Come now, Quentin, you must defend your criticism. Art stands on its own merits."

"I can't believe you wasted an afternoon to make a dick joke," Quentin grumbles, slowly climbing down from the stair, notebook tucked under his arm.

Eliot stretches languorously; a perfect beam of sunlight hits him through the treeline and he looks like he's about to swipe a feather out of the air. "Ah, but an artistic dick joke."
themagicians  templemaker  mosaic!fic  quentin/eliot  quentin/arielle  humour  pre-413 
april 2019 by greedy_dancer
Your Day Number One In the Rest of Forever - jjtaylor - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
What does Eliot mean by "You wanna live your life, live it here?"
“Oops,” Quentin says, and then he kisses Eliot; not the soft, gentle kiss of exploration that they'd shared on their anniversary, but a kiss full of saved up thoughts, like pages and pages of confession spilling from a diary, but here it's Quentin's breath spilling across Eliot's cheek, Quentin's tongue moving slick and hot against Eliot's own. Eliot pulls Quentin down against him, spreads his legs out so Quentin’s between them.

How often has he thought about pushing Quentin down on the damn mosaic and kissing him stupid? No, that’s like asking how many times he's blinked since they'd been here. How many times has he considered it a real possibility? That they could do this – that he could have this, even once, before Quentin went all skittery and nervous, afraid he was missing some big adventure just beyond the tree line?
themagicians  jjtaylor  quentin/eliot  mosaic!fic  pre-413 
april 2019 by greedy_dancer
As Sharks in Sheep's Clothing - Giddygeek - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
Written pre-finale: The gang gets the Monster out of Eliot, and then there's a feral god-child someone has to raise... so Eliot volunteers them. (Also Alice gives Julia her shade & becomes the wellspring!) Some gore.
“I like her,” the monster said. “Let her stay and be my friend.”

Quentin and Eliot looked at each other. The thought of the monster alone with Alice, and Alice alone with the source of the wellspring of all magic: no. Eliot had enough rivers of blood on his hands already.

Know that when I’m brave, it’s because I learned it from you, he thought. Quentin didn’t know; Quentin had been a memory when Eliot said that to him. But Eliot had meant it. He could act on it. He could show Q, take the first step on the long path of making things right.

“Why don’t you come with us,” he said to the monster, trying for the light reasonableness of Quentin’s voice; the way they had talked to their son, when he was small and irrational. “Me and Q. We’ll make you a deal. We’ll take you away from here, away from the wellspring and Blackspire—”

“—and the monsters,” the monster said. It shivered, cowering against Quentin’s side. Q looked down on it and hesitated, but put his arm across its shoulders protectively.
themagicians  giddygeek  quentin/eliot  pre-413  post-monster  kid!fic  child!fic 
april 2019 by greedy_dancer
A Year In The Life - portraitofemmy - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
The first year at the mosaic: Q struggling with depression, Eliot getting injured, them getting together. Hints of d/s.
Knowing, and being known, that was... new and terrifying. And surprisingly exciting. [...] But Quentin’s not a virgin, and has been sexually active since college, and he just... misses sex. Kind of. Sometimes. [...]

Occasionally it flits into his brain, what it might be like to have both, but he squashes those thoughts down mercilessly. There was only so much any one person could reasonably be asked to give to someone else.

But that didn’t mean he didn’t wake up some mornings, comfortably wrapped in warmth with the smell of Eliot clinging him, and ache with want.

Didn’t mean he didn’t sometimes give into to it, take himself in hand and revel in the memory. Eliot’s lips on his. Eliot’s skin on his. Eliot’s beautiful intimidating cock stretching his jaw until it ached. Eliot’s hand in his hair, guiding, gentle until it wasn’t, and oh how he’d moaned for that. Eliot, noticing, tugging. Eliot, turned on by turning Q on. Eliot, Eliot, Eliot.
themagicians  mosaic!fic  quentin/eliot  portraitofemmy  h/c  pre-413 
april 2019 by greedy_dancer
while ye may, go marry - threerings - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
Middle-aged Q/E enjoy some kinky private time while Teddy is away.
“Are you begging already?” Eliot ran a single finger down his chest, avoiding any particularly sensitive areas. He strained against his bonds anyway, trying to follow the contact. “Patience, Q. We’ve got the whole night to ourselves with Teddy staying in the village. I plan to take full advantage of this rare opportunity.” Quentin gave a little groan of complaint, even as he thrilled inwardly. It had been too long since they’d been able to play like this.
threerings  themagicians  quentin/eliot  mosaic!fic  pwp  kink  bdsm  toys  pre-413 
april 2019 by greedy_dancer
nothing but time - kaci3PO - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
Mosaic first time!
The first few hesitant kisses had Eliot sure that Quentin had never been with a man before, but that assumption hadn't lasted for very long. He'd had too much dick-sucking technique for it to be his first time. But he'd never shown any interest after, and Eliot couldn't tell if it was because of the guilt over hurting Alice or if he just wasn't interested.

So he can't help smiling as he leans back in, deepening the kiss and cupping Quentin's face with one hand. He's waited so long for some sign that Quentin is aware of what's between them.

The last time they did this had been hurried and frantic, three emotion-drunk assholes fumbling in the dark. It had been good fumbling, yes, but Eliot was absolutely sure it could've been better if they'd taken their time. After a year in Fillory working on the mosaic, it feels like the two of them have nothing but time now, at least for tonight; if he's being given a second chance at this, Eliot fully intends to do the thing properly .
pwp  themagicians  kaci3PO  quentin/eliot  mosaic!fic  pre-413 
april 2019 by greedy_dancer
until the hour of separation - kaci3PO - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
Q and Eliot struggle to make sense of their mosaic time.
"Why haven't you kissed me since we got back?" Quentin asks, seemingly apropos of nothing.

"I—" Eliot hesitates, then goes for the easier answer. "Last time I kissed you in this timeline, it didn't really end well. Besides, you haven't kissed me, either."

Quentin sits up and takes Eliot's hand in his. "This is so— it's ridiculous, is what it is. I remember being in love with you."

"As opposed to before, when you were just dazzled by my wit and charming good looks."

He shouldn't keep trying to change the tone of the conversation; he knows that. He just can't see a way for any of this to end well if Quentin keeps talking. Eliot is still the High King of Fillory in this timeline. He still has a wife and maybe a fiance, and the entire weight of another world on his shoulders.
kaci3PO  themagicians  quentin/eliot  post-mosaic  pre-413 
april 2019 by greedy_dancer
Bedtime Stories (
A heartbreaking take on possible S4 ending. Beautiful, but GOD. OUCH.
“Would you tell me a bedtime story?” he finally asked quietly, with heavy-lidded eyes, still staring at the television.

Eliot’s heart throbbed. *Are you asking because you miss me? Eliot wanted to ask. Or just because you’re still not okay and I make you feel better?*

And also: *Is this what being brave means? That I don’t ask, and I just keep opening my heart to you, because I fucked up and didn’t choose you, and she had already given you the words you needed by the time I got free of the Monster that hurt you that you still won’t talk about?*

And: *Does it mean I never point out that you never chose me, either, not really? Not in the ways that mean anything?*

“Eliot?” Quentin whispered. So, Eliot spoke.
themagicians  quentin/eliot  quentin/alice  post-monster  angst  page161of180  open!ending  meta  from twitter
april 2019 by greedy_dancer
wellspring - peacefrog - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
Really good "Getting rid of the monster + reunion" take, achey and hot!
They had names for one another in Fillory. Silly things. Things he can only whisper now in the dark and to himself so quiet his ears can’t make out the sounds. But his lips know the shape of every syllable, each one slipping from his tongue and flowing into the night, a secret shared by two.

It’s as though a part of himself has been wrenched away. Fifty years. He can hardly conceive of such a thing. This body that he’s in has only been on the earth half as long. It’s impossible. An impossible thing. Quentin thinks of the name Eliot would call him in the darkest hours of night and shivers.

Sweetheart. Quentin would laugh at that, Eliot’s smile tracing a path along his neck, Eliot’s hands touching the softest parts of him and pulling him close.

Quentin finds a bed to crawl into, buries his face in someone else’s pillow. Darling. Darling. Eliot had laughed and laughed. “You’ve never called anyone that in your life.”

Quentin had kissed the slope of Eliot’s bare shoulder, whispered, “Maybe no one’s ever made me feel like saying it before.”
themagicians  peacefrog  quentin/eliot  post-monster  ***  pre-413 
april 2019 by greedy_dancer
The Dreamers - hetrez - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
BEAUTIFUL 7 years later established!relationship future!fic, interspered with post-Monster aftermath/recovery. The passage to Fillory has been blocked for 7 years, and Quentin asks Eliot something Eliot isn't ready to hear. Super moving and well-done.

“Good,” Fen said, “because I’d like you to be her godfather.”

Eliot nearly pitched forward on the stairs. “What?” He asked weakly.

Fen kept walking, and Eliot let himself be towed along like a barge. She said, “Margo told me I shouldn’t ask you about family stuff right now because you’re sensitive.”

Hey, Eliot thought.

“But I don’t know when you’re coming back,” Fen said. “And this isn’t something you can talk about by bunny.” [...]

“But, Margo?”

Fen glanced at him. “Well, Margo said she’d be the first godfather. [...] Earth would be the safest place for her, if anything happened to me. And Margo said she’s not the stay-at-home type, but that you’re with Quentin now and Quentin is.”

Eliot felt every hair on his body stand on end. He jerked to a stop, and Fen stumbled, and he righted her and then stepped back and held his hands away. If anyone touched him right now, if anyone spoke to him, he didn’t know what he would do. Jesus, Bambi.
themagicians  hetrez  quentin/eliot  fix!it  domestic!fic  baby!fic  future!fic  post-monster  pre-413  alive!Q 
april 2019 by greedy_dancer
Magicians season 4, episode 5 recap: “Escape From the Happy Place” goes Brideshead Revisited - Vox
Vox article about 4x05.
This week, The Magicians TV show finally made the subtext text. It explicitly signposted Quentin and Eliot’s story as one of romantic love, one where they would kiss and express their love for each other and it wouldn’t be a weird self-destructive one-off. It made the slash canon. [...]

But regardless of what happens next, The Magicians has accomplished something big. At last, it has turned 74 years of subtext into text. It has turned the love that dare not speak its name into the inarguable center of a love story.
themagicians  article  quentin/eliot  slash  fandom  meta 
april 2019 by greedy_dancer
almost (sweet music) - vowelinthug - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
20K. 5 kisses in 5 of the timelines (+1 at the mosaic): the one where Q got expelled and his memory wiped; the one where Eliot distracts him from meeting Alice for the Charlie ritual; the one where beast!Quentin finds Eliot; the one where they're both bowling in the afterlife; the one where the government is at war with Magicians and Q can't speak. Super cool! [Warnings for dark shit in some of them- suicide, torture.]
All they needed to do to move on is confess their Secrets Taken To The Grave, but Quentin is having a hard time thinking of any. There’s the secret that he and his friends ended the world, accidentally, which should have counted since no one else knew it but them. But it doesn’t count because it’s a secret he shares. Whether or not he’s admitted it out loud to anyone else is irrelevant. People already know. [...]

“Do you think regrets count as secrets?”

Eliot already looks done with the conversation. He closes his eyes briefly and shrugs. “If you didn’t tell anymore, then yeah, probably.”

“Okay,” Quentin says, looking back into his beer. [...]

“Well, come on, Q,” says Eliot. “Don’t leave me hanging.”


“You can’t just tease me like that,” he says, leaning closer. “Aren’t you going to share with the class?”

Quentin really should save it for the Secrets room, but as soon as they confess everything, they’ll disappear from here. He has no idea what’s waiting for them when that happens, if they’ll ever see each other again. The thought fills him with panic.
themagicians  quentin/eliot  au  angst  character!death  happy!ending  mosaic!fic  vowelinthug  amnesia  pre-413  from twitter
april 2019 by greedy_dancer
How the Light Gets In - notevenyou - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
AHHHHH AMAZING 30K post-Monster fic, where Eliot can't face Quentin quite yet so he goes back to Fillory, gets a divorce, visits Q's descendants, finally invents champagne as his Brakebills thesis project... And reconnects with Q in the end. SO GOOD. [Warnings for canon dead child grief].
They agree that Eliot will stay for a few days, during which he can pass the magical skills tests, consult with the professors who specialize in earth magic, and gather what he needs from the library.

After they’ve agreed on Eliot’s schedule, Henry swallows the last of his whiskey, and says, “I know for a fact that there’s an empty room in the cottage if you’d like to claim it for the next few days.”

Eliot hesitates for a moment, the idea of the cottage without Margo and with most of the people he’s nervous about seeing is daunting.

He must pause for a moment too long, because Henry clears his throat and offers, “If it helps, Quentin isn’t here right now. You won’t run into him.”

Eliot looks at Henry, startled. Henry is avoiding his gaze, fiddling with his empty glass, uncharacteristically awkward.

Jesus Christ. Eliot can’t remember ever doing anything around Henry that would have given away the depth of his feelings for Quentin. “Am I just that obvious?”

Henry leans back in his chair, as if he can retreat from this conversation. “Ah. No, not as such. It’s just that this is around the fortieth time we’ve known each other, Mr. Waugh.”
***  quentin/eliot  angst  pining!Eliot  notevenyou  post-monster  happy!ending  eliot&margo  eliot&fen  themagicians  pre-413 
april 2019 by greedy_dancer
Take You There - achray - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
Kinky PWP: In a vague post-S3 AU. Margo takes care of Eliot sometimes, and Q gets invited to watch/join.
Quentin swallowed and stayed leaning against the door. He could feel himself blushing and starting to sweat: there was a fire lit despite the mild summer night outside, and it was almost too hot in the room. If you were wearing clothes, that was.

“I think I saw this film when I was sixteen,” he said, trying to sound blasé and failing utterly, since the words came out in a kind of croak.

Margo cocked her head and smiled at him, in a truly terrifying way.

“Interesting,” she said. “You didn’t tell him, did you, Eliot? No, don’t answer, you know you’re not allowed to speak.”

“Tell me what?” said Quentin, warily.

“Eliot’s very good at taking care of others,” said Margo. “But sometimes – ” she shrugged, “he needs someone to take care of him. So occasionally I oblige, when I’m asked very fucking nicely.”
themagicians  achray  quentin/eliot  quentin/eliot/margo  eliot/margo  kink  d/s  dom!margo  pegging  au  pre-413 
april 2019 by greedy_dancer
Where Souls Disappear - threerings - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
Post-Monster. Eliot fucks Q in semi-public. What it says on the tin!
He didn’t think anyone in the garden below could see up here. The balcony had a solid stone wall that came up higher than his waist. But that didn’t matter. This was still public and he felt just as exposed as if they were in the throne room on the dais. That image, he and Eliot like this in front of a whole room of people watching intently, made him shiver and thrust even harder against the hand encircling his cock.
pwp  themagicians  quentin/eliot  kink  d/s  exhibitionism!kink  post-monster  threerings  pre-413 
april 2019 by greedy_dancer
Magical - ohmarqueliot - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
Part 1 of a sex!magic pwp series: Eliot finds a spell to use on Q while he fucks him. See part 2 for the "Q uses the spell on Eliot in public" follow-up.
“Hold onto me,” Eliot murmured in his ear, squeezing his hands. He whispered something, too quiet for him to make out words, and then closed his mouth over his shoulder.

Oh yeah, the spell. “What –“ Warmth enveloped his cock and he cried out, his hips jerking forward automatically. The warmth shifted, the edge of it tightening around him and sinking deeper, and fuck, was that lips? “Eliot?” he whimpered uncertainly.

“I told you,” Eliot said, his voice breathless and triumphant. “I learned a new spell.” Quentin gasped when he felt what was unmistakably suction. “Do you like it?”
ohmarqueliot  themagicians  pwp  quentin/eliot  voyeurism  pre-413 
april 2019 by greedy_dancer
Fireworks - ohmarqueliot - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
Eliot's been hit by an over-sensitivity spell by mistake. Q takes advantage.
Eliot’s lips twisted into a grimace. “I’m assuming Margo gave you the run down.”

That was one way to put it. Quentin’s hands fidgeted at his sides as he felt his cheeks go warm. “She actually suggested I… that I, well…”

Eliot snorted before he could figure out a way how to put it. “Ha. Well, it’s a nice thought, thank you Margo. But just the feeling of my clothes has me on edge.” He plucked at his shirt, his jaw clenching in response. “This is a silk shirt, Quentin!”

His obvious distress somehow forced Quentin’s down, and he lifted his hands tentatively. “Maybe focusing on all of it at once is the problem.” God, he was really going to try this. He reached for Eliot’s tie again, touching him as little as possible as he unknotted it and pulled it free. Eliot shivered as it slipped around his neck. “Focus on me.”
ohmarqueliot  quentin/eliot  pwp  themagicians  overstimulation  pre-413 
april 2019 by greedy_dancer
Bare - ohmarqueliot - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
Eliot is back from Fillory & Q from his depression boat quest. They ~~comfort each other in the shower. PWP with feelings.
Quentin leaned into the touch, closing his eyes against the wave of exhaustion and longing and relief that flowed through him at the slightest hint of comfort. Eliot’s fingers sifted through his hair before coming to rest against the side of his neck.

“Come on,” he said after a minute, his voice just as soft but his tone a little lighter. “Get in.”

Opening his eyes, Quentin stared up at him in confusion. “What?”

Eliot huffed, a small smile playing around his lips. “Seriously, you’re as gross as I was.” Quentin still hesitated, unsure what this was, unsure what they were, scared of reading the situation wrong. After a moment Eliot sighed. “I can’t make you feel better when I’m in here and you’re out there,” he said flatly, “and I’m not getting out of this shower for an excessive amount of time. So. Get your ass in here.”
ohmarqueliot  quentin/eliot  themagicians  pwp  post-mosaic  pre-413 
april 2019 by greedy_dancer
Can't Let Go - ohmarqueliot - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
Eliot can't sleep post 3x05(/4x05). He goes looking for Quentin. Porn with feelings.
Quentin was still for a few minutes, but when he finally relaxed, shifting slightly to get more comfortable, dropping his arm to lie against Eliot’s, he let himself relax, too. Piece by piece, he felt all of his anxiety and worry and stress drain away, chased away by familiarity and comfort. His arm tightened automatically and he leaned closer, melting against him, into him, revelling in the feeling of Quentin’s back, solid and sure against his chest. [...] “El,” Quentin whispered, his voice thick in the darkness, and he couldn’t help it, he couldn’t stop himself from pressing his lips against Quentin’s warm, soft skin.

And Quentin - was he trembling? - the sound that came from his throat, a quiet, longing sound, went straight through Eliot, filling up that pit in his stomach, so he parted his lips and kissed his shoulder again, spreading his fingers wide as he pressed his palm to his chest to hold him close.

[...] “No,” Quentin said, his voice strained, and Eliot closed his eyes, his hand flat on the bed, still warm from Quentin’s body. “No, you don’t get to do that.”
quentin/eliot  themagicians  pwp  post-mosaic  fix!it  ohmarqueliot  happy!ending  pre-413 
april 2019 by greedy_dancer
A Little Disguised, or a Little Mistaken - Page161of180 - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
Wonderful AU take on the end of S3/start of S4, where the Monster doesn't find Eliot yet and Brian!Quentin gets to meet Nigel!Eliot - and they fall in love through the medium of Jane Austen tutoring.
“So, you are like, an actual bastard son of an English lord?”

“I know, I know. It’s like I am a Jane Austen character.”

“Actually, very few of Austen’s characters were actual nobility. Even the wealthy characters tended to be--”

Nigel shook his head. Brian just couldn’t stop himself, and Nigel wished he didn’t find that as adorable as he did. “Always so practical,” he said with a sigh.

Brian’s face went hard to read at that, hopefully not at the fondness that Nigel hadn’t quite been able to keep out of the sigh. (Hopefully Brian hadn’t even heard the fondness that Nigel hadn’t quite been able to keep out of the sigh.) “Sorry,” he said. “I just meant-- it makes sense, you know?” He gestured to the bench where Nigel had tried for rousing monarch. “It’s like-- you’re a high king in your blood.”

Brian’s words-- so familiar, were they from something? -- seemed to hit a tuning fork somewhere in the air between them. Nigel could feel the buzzing in his ears. So could Brian, going by the way his shoulders hunched immediately, like he was trying to protect his ears from the sound. A few feet down the sidewalk, a transformer box exploded in a shower of sparks.
themagicians  page161of180  quentin/eliot  brian/nigel  ***  au  amnesia  pre-413 
april 2019 by greedy_dancer
Possession - yaskween - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
Very good take on S4 getting the Monster out of Eliot. Alternating Eliot/Q pov - Eliot dealing with his memories in his Happy Place / the team trying to solve the monster + aftermath reunion.
Eliot couldn’t take his eyes away from his friend’s face. “I followed him out,” he said slowly, his voice catching in his throat. “It was like he came to show me how to get out.”

Alice nodded. “He was trying to do a beacon spell.”

“Well, it worked,” Margo said hollowly, her voice emotionless. She put her hand on the small of Eliot’s back and knelt beside him. “Is he--?”

“I don’t know,” Julia replied, her eyes focused on her work. “I can’t really tell.”

Quentin’s eyes fluttered open. Eliot’s heart leaped into his throat. “Is he back?” Quentin asked Julia, voice cracking with the effort, and then his eyes rested on Eliot’s face beside hers. He sat up.

“Are you back?” he asked Eliot, bleary-eyed from his ordeal.
themagicians  yaskween  quentin/eliot  post-monster  ***  quentin/monster  pre-413 
april 2019 by greedy_dancer
Dawn Treader - spqr - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
Quentin & Eliot spend time in a pocket dimension to deal with Eliot's post-monster depression & PTSD. Lovely and atmospheric.
Some days Eliot doesn’t get out of bed. Some days he sits in the mess of their unmade bed and stares out the window at the sea that surrounds the cabin on all sides and keeps staring and keeps staring until Quentin can’t take it anymore and yanks the curtains shut, and maybe that’s Quentin’s breaking point. Maybe that’s why it doesn’t matter how many mugs Eliot smashes or how loud he yells, because Quentin couldn’t care less what Eliot does to him, he only cares what Eliot does to himself.

It’s not easy, and Quentin would never do Eliot the indignity of telling him that it is. It’s work--hard work. But Quentin remembers his dad telling him once that falling in love was something that happened to you, and staying in love was something you chose. And it’s the easiest thing in the world to choose Eliot.
themagicians  quentin/eliot  spqr  post-monster  h/c  happy!ending  pre-413 
april 2019 by greedy_dancer
Wrapped Around Your Dreams - ausgezeichnet - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
Plotty but short S4 resolution series: Julia goes full goddess and they find Morpheus to trap the Monster in sleep and free Eliot. Very nicely done!
Quentin looked quizzically over at Charleton, sitting on the opposite couch, still pressing a towel to his stomach. Charleton raised one hand and gave a weak wave. “Hello,” he said.

“Hi,” Q said. “Uh. Who are you, exactly?”

“Oh. I’m the body the monster possessed for a few thousand years. But I’m here now. And I’m learning to fuck!” Charleton said.

Quentin’s eyes went wide.

“Not quite what you meant to say there, buddy,” Eliot said, whirling around, chalk in hand. “Alright, Q, focus. We’ve got to go through your worst, most traumatic memories to find your door. Any ideas?”
au  quentin/eliot  ausgezeichnet  themagicians  goddess!julia  quentin&julia  eliot&margo  pre-413 
april 2019 by greedy_dancer
Fillory Rules - frankie_31 - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
Wild!Quentin AU, where he was "kidnapped" by Fillory as a child. LOVE the concept and the voice, I wish it really were a whole series!!
“So, why are, living in trees? What’s your name?”

The man looks a little bemused at the question but he shrugs. “I’m Q. I wasn’t always in Fillory. I remember coming through my bedroom closet. One night the doors banged open, leaves filled my room and I knew where it led. Of course I went in. What kid wouldn’t? But Fillory never let me go. I think I was 8 when I came though? I had just read the first book.”

Q trails off, lost in memory and Eliot stays quiet.

“I almost died a few times. Lots of beasts in these woods. Fell out of a tree, well, no. The tree’s dryad dumped me out and I hit my head. I think I must have had some kind of brain sickness. I couldn’t see straight for days. Couldn’t remember where I was. Threw up a bunch. Now, stuff gets foggy sometimes. Like when you found me.”

“You said you were waiting for me,” Eliot says. “How’d you know to wait?”

“Rule Two: Fillory Takes You Where You Gotta Go."
frankie_31  themagicians  quentin/eliot  first-time  AU  ***  pre-413 
april 2019 by greedy_dancer
The Wanting Then, the Needing Now - Page161of180 - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
Alice POV on the post-Monster reunion. Appropriately tagged "let Quentin finally cry it out 2k19."
“Oh, God, I was so scared, El,” Q kept saying. “So scared.”

“ Shh , honey.” Eliot pressed kiss after kiss to the side of Q’s head. His eyes squeezed shut as Q’s hands dug deeper into skin of his back.

Alice felt like she was floating outside the scene. Not the way she had when she was a niffin and this kind of display of frail human need would have bored her. But-- lifted away, for now at least, out of the swirl of confusion and jealousy and sickly fear that had surrounded her every time she thought about Q and Eliot and what it meant that Q was fighting so hard to bring him back, the way he only ever used to do for Alice.

Quentin’s tears were streaking Eliot’s bare chest, his breath stirring the dark hair there, while Eliot-- still visibly weak as a kitten-- rocked him carefully. If there had been any ambiguity before--

( Stop it, Alice . There had never been any ambiguity.)
page161of180  themagicians  quentin/eliot  post-monster  quentin&alice  pre-413 
march 2019 by greedy_dancer
Five Conversations Not With You - Page161of180 - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
SO GOOD but SO SAD omg. Could Quentin kill Eliot to save the world from the Monster? Over one sleepless night, Q has 5 conversations about it.
“What if it were Julia ?”

Quentin doesn’t ask it to shut the conversation down, or to win the fight. [...] Quentin asks it because he wants someone to actually give him an answer, not a platitude. How much uncertainty is too much uncertainty to justify killing the person that every fiber of your body needs to protect?

But Penny doesn’t give him an answer. Instead he just stares at Quentin in the dim room, not surprised and not unsurprised. Just taking it all in.

“So it is like that, huh?” he asks in the time it takes for a police siren on the street outside to rush by and bend away to nothing.

Quentin doesn’t answer.

“Do any of the others know? Like, actually know?”

No, they don’t. But Quentin doesn’t need to tell Penny that. If Quentin is sure of anything, it’s that Penny and the others talk about Quentin’s feelings for Eliot way more than Quentin ever has.

(They aren’t feelings . He just loves him. There’s not much more to say.)
Page161of180  themagicians  quentin/eliot  quentin/monster  monster!Eliot  angst  open!ending  pre-413 
march 2019 by greedy_dancer
Your Urgent Attention is Required - Page161of180 - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
Post-4x05: the Monster accesses Eliot's memories to try and gain Q's affections.
He slipped forward in the chair and now he was close enough for The Body to feel Quentin and for Quentin to feel The Body, close enough for the long edges of its sweater to fall against Quentin’s jeans.

“Should I have done it that way?” he asked.

Quentin’s hand made a claw shape around the edge of the book. “What way?”

His eyes were pinched and forward-looking. He had looked that way before, The Body remembered. In a room with too many flowers and empty thrones, a letter in his hand. Just like then, he was playing the game where he wouldn’t look .

He would, though.

“The way where the someone using Mike’s body told Eliot he was beautiful and kissed him and Eliot liked him back because he was so sad that no one else loved him,” he told Quentin. “Just like you’re so sad that Eliot doesn’t love you .”

Julia was holding a thick yellow marker and it fell on the table. Bonk.
Page161of180  themagicians  quentin/eliot  quentin/monster  monster!Eliot  angst  quentin&julia  pre-413 
march 2019 by greedy_dancer
You're a Story (I Can Follow) - Page161of180 - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
BEAUTIFUL 19k post-S4: Quentin died saving Eliot from the Monster, and Eliot makes a deal with the library to Orphe-and-Eurydice bring him back in exchange for never being allowed to speak his deepest secret aloud. (It works out!).
Penny raised his eyebrows and beckoned Eliot into the antiseptic hallway. “Okay, then. When you walk through that door down there--” he pointed, again, at the fire door at the far end of the hallway, “--Quentin will be behind you. You won’t be able to see, feel, or hear him. Not even a psychic could. You will be able to sense him if you look back, but if you do, he’ll be sent back to where he was before. Instantly. Game over.”

Eliot summoned his bravest face. “Do not pass go, do not collect two hundred dollars. Got it.”

“You should also be aware that you will encounter . . . let’s call them visions, as you make your way up the stairs. They are designed to prey on any . . . insecurities you may have. You should do your best to ignore them.”

Right. Easy. Eliot gave Penny his most exasperated look, and Penny’s veneer relaxed ever so slightly. After a glance over his shoulder, the librarian leaned in closer.

“Look. Just-- remember this is a library , okay? Stories are the coin of the realm, yeah?”
page161of180  themagicians  quentin/eliot  ***  character!death  happy!ending  post-monster  pre-413 
march 2019 by greedy_dancer
The Magicians: Fanfic: A Beginner's Guide to Palmistry
During the mosaic years, Quentin reminds Eliot of their pre-Brakebills one-night-stand (Q's first time...) & finds Eliot doesn't remember it. (Or does he?) Achey and complex.
"I'm offended. I think I'm offended. I mean, I get that it wasn't good enough for you to text me back, like, ever, but—"

"Well, for starters, in October of 2015 I was a first-year at Brakebills," Eliot reminds him, "I didn't exactly have reliable reception": and Quentin sits back, blinking at him.

"Wait," Quentin says, after a minute. "October. The end of October, you—the Trials would've been right around then, wouldn't they," he says; and Eliot reaches for his water. Rubbing his thumb along the edge.

"Look," Eliot says, finally. "I—I feel really bad about this, if we, like, made out at a party and I forgot about it, or whatever, but—there were kind of a lot of parties back then, Q." He shrugs, then rubs at his face. "It was twenty years ago, anyway—does it really matter?"
greywash  themagicians  quentin/eliot  first-time  mosaic!fic  eliot/omc  angst  open!ending  pre-413 
march 2019 by greedy_dancer
Pathetic Fallacy - celestialskiff - The Magicians (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
Post-monster, Fillory is flooding and Quentin, Eliot and Margo deal with their PTSD. Also, Eliot's heart is damaged (literally). Not the happiest of happy endings :( [Slightly all over the place? But some really good bits/ideas]
“That’s really coming down. Does Fillory have, like, a monsoon season? Does anyone know?”

“I think it’s too closely based on British bucolic fantasies to have a monsoon season.”

She snorted. “It’s probably a Biblical flood then. We’ll have to build an ark. Two of everything. We’ll leave Quentin, because I’m not sacrificing you or me.”

“We’ll pretend he’s some kind of weird Earth dog.” Eliot sat in the chair next to Margo’s. He remembered all the times he’d sat here before, at meetings, dinners. It felt very far away.

“I’d rather be snowed in. I always thought I’d take up skiing at some point.” Then she met his eyes again, took his hand and held it too firmly in her own. “I keep thinking you’re him. It.”

“I know.” Eliot broke her gaze. “Everyone does. It sucks. I don’t blame you.”
themagicians  celestialskiff  eliot&margo  quentin/eliot  margo/fen  angst  post-monster  d/s  pre-413 
march 2019 by greedy_dancer
AO3 collection of stories about Quentin being bi.
Essentially: there's a significant wedge of fandom loudly insisting that Quentin Coldwater is a heterosexual until he outright on screen says otherwise. This makes me angry. I wrote two posts about why [short version: Quentin is canonically bisexual, and fandom (and the other characters) are shitty about it in exactly the ways that people are shitty about bisexuality IRL.]

So the challenge, should you chose to accept it, my dear bi fannish friends: write about any of Magicians characters, bein' bi, where their bisexuality is an important part of the story.
noteasybeingbi  quentin/eliot  themagicians  pre-413 
march 2019 by greedy_dancer
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