midnightbex + dresdenfiles   15

Fic: Pressure Tactics [dresden/marcone, dresden files]
Marcone settled a knee between mine, insinuating herself like a snake. Into my space, into my life, into my head, and now into my freaking pants.
dresdenfiles  pairing:harry.dresden/john.marcone  author:lightgetsin  (au)  (au:gender.changes)  (kink:strap.on)  (content:first.time)  [rating:no.pants]  (words:1001-2500)  (au:cis!girl) 
july 2013 by midnightbex
Fic: Cross [harry/marcone, dresden files]
“Because,” Dresden said, “you’re going to bring me back.” He hesitated, looking somewhat sour. “You’re the only one who can, apparently.”
dresdenfiles  author:lightgetsin  (au)  (words:25001-35k)  [favorite]  [rating:no.pants]  pairing:harry.dresden/john.marcone  (creature:ghosts)  (content:angst)  (content:first.time)  from delicious
july 2011 by midnightbex
Fic: Crosshairs [harry/marcone, dresden files]
I used my phone call to contact Ebenezar, who, wonders of wonders, actually picked up from his ranch. “You didn’t tell me that there were wizards in the mafia!”

“What mafia?” Ebenezar began, and then he paused, and added ruefully, “Oh. That guy.”

“Yes. ‘That guy’.”

“So, Hoss,” Ebenezar said, cheerfully this time, “What have you been up to?”

“I got framed for murder,” I gave the hulking, sullen policeman watching me from the end of the room a little wave and a thumbs-up sign, and he scowled at me, folding his arms. “Or actually I think it was probably an accident, I was just at the wrong place at the-”

“Wrong time? That’s just like you, Hoss,” Ebenezar laughed, then he added, a little more seriously, “And you used your one phone call to contact me and complain?”

“Well,” It suddenly occurred to me that that had not been a particularly amazing idea. “I don’t know any lawyers.”
dresdenfiles  author:manic_intent  (au)  (words:15001-25k)  [rating:no.pants]  pairing:harry.dresden/john.marcone  (content:make.them.do.it)  from delicious
march 2011 by midnightbex
Fic: With a Little Help From My Friends [harry/marcone, dresden files]
"Wizard?" He asked, and now unease was creeping into his tone. "You, you're the one who thinks he's a-"

"W-I-Z-A-R-D." I spelt. "You know, hocus pocus. Dumbledore, Dr Strange, Gandalf the Goddamn White! WIZARD."

He lowered his gun all of a sudden. He'd gone a bit pale.

"Wait...Dresden? As in, Harry Dresden. Marcone's..." He hesitated again, before protesting; "You should have said!"
dresdenfiles  author:grenegome  (words:2501-5k)  [rating:pants]  pairing:harry.dresden/john.marcone 
june 2010 by midnightbex
Fic: A Hard Day's Night [harry/marcone preslash, dresden files]
It sucks to save the world and get arrested for it. It really sucks when I get shoved into the same cop car as Marcone.
dresdenfiles  author:grenegome  (genre:gen)  (words:1001-2500)  [rating:pants]  pairing:harry.dresden/john.marcone  (content:pre-slash) 
june 2010 by midnightbex
Fic: Careful When We Are [harry/marcone, the dresden files]
You try to keep it private. It shouldn't be difficult; you've kept more than your share of secrets -- many that, like this, could ruin you in a heartbeat if you failed, got sloppy, and let them out. The biggest secrets are the ones you've kept the longest - it seems like they always are - and you've been holding tightly to this one for as long as you've known it, known this man, this infuriating, stubborn, loyal, powerful, dangerous man who's crouching in front of you, leather-clothed back to you in such a vulnerable position that you marvel, again, at the idiocy, the trust, that he shows you.

Or, perhaps, that you show him.
dresdenfiles  author:beachkid  (words:5001-10k)  [rating:no.pants]  pairing:harry.dresden/john.marcone 
march 2010 by midnightbex
Fic: Chacun à son goût [harry/marcone, the dresden files]
"Oh, Mr. Dresden," the manager said, all but wringing his hands. "It's just terrible. He only comes out during the show -- oh, the patrons, what will I do if subscriptions go down--"

"What does he look like?" I asked, trying not to sigh.

"You can't see his face, but it's horrible! He's a wronged man, I just know it!"

I closed my eyes briefly. "Are you telling me he's a phantom of the opera?"
dresdenfiles  (words:5001-10k)  [rating:no.pants]  pairing:harry.dresden/john.marcone  author:thehoyden 
march 2010 by midnightbex
Fic: Fair's Fair [harry/marcone, dresden files]
The whole thing started with Hendricks' stupid homemade lunch. / Actually, it really didn't start there -- as usual, it started with an ugly demon who was out for either my blood or John Marcone's, or possibly both. It was a little unclear to me at this juncture, which was why we were sitting in an elevator stuck in-between floors with as much protection as I could write onto the grimy walls.
dresdenfiles  (words:1001-2500)  [rating:pants]  pairing:harry.dresden/john.marcone  author:thehoyden 
november 2009 by midnightbex
Fic: Frenemy [harry/marcone, dresden files]
It was partially my fault. I should have taken a closer look at the handful of tawdry romances I bought for Bob. He'd just mentioned being taken with one author in particular -- something about pirates and booty and other things that I really didn't want to hear about -- and in a fit of generosity, I'd picked up an anthology. / "You're frenemies," Bob said with altogether too much relish. / "We -- what?" I asked, looking up from the potion that was bubbling away.
dresdenfiles  (words:2501-5k)  [rating:no.pants]  pairing:harry.dresden/john.marcone  author:thehoyden  (content:first.time) 
november 2009 by midnightbex
Fic: Do Not Think It Means [harry/marcone, dresden files]
I waited, and waited, and waited some more, glancing nervously at my watch. One thing was for sure -- if Marcone caught me, he was going to shoot first and ask questions later. The later part would probably involve a necromancer and shooting me again. / "Come on," I said quietly. "Come on, sweetheart. Help Bob figure out what's wrong." / I waited a little longer, and finally Bob was back in his skull. "For the record," he said, "This is way stupid." / "Tell me about it," I muttered, and stuffed him back in my bag.
dresdenfiles  (au)  (words:5001-10k)  [rating:no.pants]  pairing:harry.dresden/john.marcone  author:thehoyden  (content:kid.fic) 
november 2009 by midnightbex
Fic: Shortest Distance [harry/marcone, dresden files]
A straight line may have been the shortest distance between two points, but Marcone and I couldn’t do anything the easy way. Or the straight way, apparently.
dresdenfiles  author:dicaxscriptor  (words:5001-10k)  [rating:pants]  pairing:harry.dresden/john.marcone  (content:first.time) 
november 2009 by midnightbex
Fic: Truce [harry/marcone, dresden files]
"I confess, I didn't take you for a holiday festival type of person," said a voice I would have known anywhere. I looked out of the corner of my eye to see that Gentleman John Marcone had somehow finagled a spot next to me against the bridge's railing, even though I could have sworn it had been populated by a couple who had been kissing enthusiastically only a moment before. Maybe they found a room.
dresdenfiles  (words:1001-2500)  [challenge:yuletide]  [rating:pants]  pairing:harry.dresden/john.marcone  author:thehoyden  (content:pre-slash)  (content:christmas) 
november 2009 by midnightbex
Fic: Please Hang Up And Try Again [harry/marcone, dresden files]
The envelope had been placed flat in the center of my desk. It was blank - no name, no return address, not even an Attn: Wizard on the cover.
dresdenfiles  (words:5001-10k)  [favorite]  [rating:no.pants]  pairing:harry.dresden/john.marcone  author:aja  author:thehoyden  (content:first.time) 
august 2009 by midnightbex

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