#79 fic rec

[79-fic-recs]

So much of sj and yq's relationship hinges upon that reunion at the immortal alliance conference and yqy choking up and not disclosing to sj that yqy tried to return for him but failed. There are a lot of potential reasons for why yqy couldn't speak but what if he chose to later on? But then could not? For the Feels!

shut up by AMereDream is the fic for you!

Now if you want circumstances to force yqy into divulging the truth you got Your Truth Becomes Your Grave by buryyourgaydar

The former has a more composed and shrewd sj while the later shows off the emotional side

Get your feels need now!

[pitterpatkittycat]

I’ve definitely read this before (and I sure hope my younger self reblogged it then!) but got dang am I glad you self-reblogged it just now. Still :chef’skiss: perfect. Still Fives to a T and still why he’s my forever fave. 🥵🫠

Aggravation - Fives x Fem!Reader

No one knows how to get under your skin like Fives, and one night at 79s you find a way to relieve some of that tension.

Crossposted on Ao3

Word Count: 3.5k

Warnings: Straight up smut, (18+), mentions of overheard masturbation, hate sex, public sex, unprotected piv sex, drinking, oral (f receiving), light choking, minor degradation, interrupted sex (so voyeurism maybe?).

You feel a fire coursing through your veins. You've trained yourself to ignore anger, but no this Is just pure irritation. Annoyance. Aggravation. Storming through the crowds of dancers at 79s, you finally see the refreshers and steam into them, kicking the door closed after you enter. In your haze of liquor enhanced frustration you didn’t realize you went into the men’s room, but it’s too late for you to care. All you need Is solace from the club, from that little shit.

The reverb from the heavy bass in the club echoes in the tiled room. You go to the sink to examine yourself in the mirror; your cheeks are flushed, lipstick a bit faded from sipping on drinks all night, and your dress sports a small stain on the skirt from where some errant drop of booze must have landed on it in your rush to get off the dance floor and away from the stares of nosy patrons nearby.

Dammit, I knew I should have worn black. You mentally curse at yourself while you pull your lipstick out of your purse to touch it up. The door to the ‘fresher opening drew another curse out of you as you’re ready to apologize to the poor clone who’s probably about to be surprised at your presence. But when you see who it Is, your temperature rises again.

“What the hell are you playing at?” Fives all but shouts at you, his face echoing the annoyance you felt.

“Me? I’m just trying to have a good time on my night out. What was all that about?” You fire back, turning around at the sink so you can face him as he strides towards you. Instinctively you step back at his movement, your back pressed against the counter.

“I was trying to stop you from making a fool out of yourself.” His voice lowers, but the irritation peaked through in the timber of his tone.

“Oh yeah, so you spilling a drink on the person I was dancing with, and getting some on me by the way, doesn’t make me look like a fool at all.” You roll your eyes at him, letting the sarcasm drip from your voice.

“Yeah, well it’s better than letting some shiny feel you up on the dance floor.” His usually playful golden eyes narrow, their usual warmth replaced by some other emotion you can’t quite place.

“What, you wish it were you?” You mock, eliciting a scowl on his face. “Go on, admit it. You’re the last man in this club that I would want to be with, and you can't stand it.”

You expect anger from him in response, but instead you get a low chuckle that goes straight to your core. Fives took another step towards you, his eyes glancing up and down your body as he does. With the counter pressed against your back, you don't have anywhere else to go, so you cross your arms in front of you stand-offishly. By the way his eyes linger you realized it just shows off your breasts more to him, but you couldn’t move from your pose to fidget more and show that he's getting to you.

“Well, I know that’s a lie.” He smirks at you, his own arms crossing over his armored chest as if mirroring your pose. He leaned his head slightly closer to you as he continued “I heard you on our last deployment you know.”

You heart stops. No, no way in hells, he’s just trying to get a reaction out of you. You try to keep your face unreadable, but the knowing glint in his eyes paired with his shit-eating grin tells you of your failure.

“Oh yes. I was doing my rounds when I heard an oh-so-curious sound coming from your room. It was you. You were moaning. At first I wondered if someone was there with you, so I was ready to walk off and leave you be, but what I heard next has stuck with me ever since.” He takes another step towards you, uncrossing his arms and caging them around you at the counter.

“My name left your lips in the prettiest sigh. Gods, I wanted to smash that door open and take you right then. But no, I decided. I would wait. I would take my time. I would treat you right when the moment came.”

You turn your head to avoid the heat of his gaze, but his hand catches your chin to force your eyes to lock with his.

“You can imagine my disappointment when you go on ignoring me. Acting like I don’t exist, acting like I’m not the one you think about when you’re alone touching yourself.”

“It was one time,” You glare back at him. You had been working with the 501st on a particularly difficult mission, which meant Fives was always around to pester you, he was always the one to cause problems. The personal bane to your existence. If Fives was shocked when he realized you thought of him as you were taking care of yourself, that was nothing compared to your own surprise when thoughts of the Arc Trooper fucking you senseless popped into your head and triggered your orgasm immediately.

“Still happened, sweetheart,” he cocks his head at you. “Is that why you went to that shiny? You didn’t want to admit that you want me, so you go for some knockoff fresh out of the tube?”

You scoff at his arrogance, “He probably wouldn’t drive me as crazy as you do.”

Fives leans in closer to you, his breath fanning against your ear as he almost whispers “But that’s why you want me mesh’la. You could have anyone you want out there, but no one gets your panties in a twist quite like I do.” He pulls back to grin at you. You curse yourself for the fidgety mess you've become all with a few words in your ears.

You know he’s right. Even if the thoughts entered your mind just one time, you know they were there subconsciously. Every time he winked at you after making some stupid joke, the shit eating grin he wore at all times, the way he stretched his muscled arms over his head when he was in just his blacks and relaxing. His presence over you, towering over you as his arms cage you in. The light scent of ale on his breath, mixed with his own musk. His eyes, and that look that you now place as lust mixed with possessiveness.

“Gods, sometimes you just make me want to scream.” You rasp out, trying to hold yourself from falling deeper into your urges. His eyes sparkle mischievously at you as his hand leaves your chin to stroke a stray hair behind your ear.

“Oh, I can definitely make you scream.”

The thread holding you together snaps and you grasp the back of his neck, pulling him closer to crush your lips to his. His hands on the counter leap to your hips to bring you close to him as he eagerly returns your kiss. He allowed you to make the first move, but he wants to take what he waited so long for. His tongue slides upon your lips, seeking entry before you accept him into your mouth. His hands travel from your hips to the plush of your ass, gripping tightly as he grinds his lower half into yours, your legs eagerly spreading for him.

The motion of his movements leave the lower half of your dress in disarray; his hands bunch up the fabric on your behind and his small thrusts slowly pushing up the front. You feel the smooth, coolness of his lower armor against your thighs. His codpiece rutting right into your core, the hardness is slightly uncomfortable but the friction it provides is enough for you to gasp into Fives’ mouth. He chuckles into your lips, purposefully kissing you deeper and thrusting harder against you two more times to make steal that noise from you again.

He pulls back and lifts you onto the counter, with your arms propping you up as your ass sits on the edge. He bunches your dress around your waist, making note of the stain he caused earlier.

“I would say sorry for the mess, but I plan on making a much bigger one out of you.” He hungrily eyes your panties as he removes his gloves. He runs a finger along the lace barrier to your entrance and groans. “Not that I have to try it seems; you’re already wet.”

“Shut up, I don’t need to hear you-“ your quip is interrupted by the slight snap of fabric on your skin as Fives rips your panties off you. “Hey! That was my favorite pair!”

“Not my problem,” Fives mumbles as he brings the panties to his face and sniffs them. “I need these as a future reminder that I’m not dreaming.”

Before you can fire back, your response is cut off as a sigh from your mouth as he presses his middle finger into your entrance. His hungry eyes locked on it as he slowly drags it in and out of you, slightly curving to hit you just where you crave it. Your hips instinctively arch to meet him, hoping to pull his finger deeper into you. Willing him to give you more. To your disappointment, he pulls back.

“Come on Fives, what the fuck?”

“You said you wanted me to shut up, so I found a much better use for my mouth.” He says as he crouches in between your spread legs, arms wrapping around them. You feel his breath, hot against your pussy. The hair from his goatee grazes your sensitive inner thighs as he peppers kisses along you. But neither of you are in the mood for more teasing. His amber eyes lock with yours, filled with lust as he licks a long stripe from your entrance to your clit.

Your head rolls back to hit the counter, earning a slap on your thigh as Fives wordlessly demands you to keep your eyes on him. His tongue moves deftly and precisely, exploring your folds and lingering in the spots that make you gasp. He moves to your clit, rolling over your sensitive bundle of nerves with his warm, wet muscle. He circles around the bud, flicking over it swiftly to hit you right in the spot that makes you cry out.

Your moans transform him into a man possessed. Like he’s an addict and the only substance the can satisfy him is you. His lips latch on your clit as he sucks it, your hips trying to break free of his grasp at the pleasure. The sensation of his soft lips and the heat of his mouth around you is euphoric, but your entrance is craving attention. Fives releases your clit and laps along your pussy, suddenly probing your entrance then fucking you with his tongue. You’re thankful for the music in the club, otherwise someone would definitely have heard the cry that escaped your lips.

The pressure building in your core is slowly radiating throughout your entire body, waving throughout your nerves as you build up to your peak of pleasure. Fives is doing little to stop the movement of your hips bucking up to meet him, instead he uses it to his advantage so he can lap at you with increased further. His nose presses against your clit, the movement you’re assisting with adding more friction but not quite enough. His head tilts back so he can lock on your face again.

Your face is contorted in pleasure; cheeks burning red, eyebrows scrunched together, lips parted as moans roll off your tongue. You’re barely able to stay propped up, your arms getting weaker and weaker as ecstasy threatens to take over you. But you’re too focused on him to drop them, this man who’s usual purpose is to drive you crazy has reduced you to a muttering wreck just with his tongue inside you. Without breaking the gaze, he rubs two fingers in circles over your clit, one, two, three times and then you lose it.

“Fives!” You cry out as you come, your legs shaking around his head, your head smacking into the counter below you, and your back arching as Fives furiously devours you through your release. Your legs fall limp off the edge and onto his shoulders as he continues to lap along your folds, pushing you off your ledge into overstimulation. You gently nudge him back with a foot in his shoulder and he stands up, your release glistening on his goatee as he smirks at your still slightly trembling mess.

“You taste even better than I imagined you would.” He growls before taking another kiss from you. You might have had your tension relieved, but now he was ready to take his turn. Giving you no time for reprieve, he flips you over and pulls you closer to the edge of the counter so your ass and legs dangle off. You hear a thud on the ground that must be his codpiece. You try to press your ass back to him, trying to gauge to size of him by grinding against him but your movements are met by a harsh slap on your rear. You yelp in response.

“Ah come on now,” He tuts as his hand rubs along the mark it left. “You were so worked up before, where’s that fire now?”

You tilt your bed back at him, as you pant out, your breath still not fully recovered. He’s standing behind you, the one hand on your ass and other striking his thick, long, hard cock. You lick your lips looking at it, you know it will be a stretch but in this moment you want nothing more than to feel his length inside you.

Your eyes meet his again, and you feel the familiar irritation course through your veins as you see the smug look dancing through his amber irises. “Fuck you,” you snarl out, regretting it once you see his eyes darken.

He sheathes himself inside you in one thrust, making you scream. Even with the glimpse at him you had before, you're overwhelmed by his thickness as he stretches you. He pulls himself almost all the way out again just to impale you again with an even quicker thrust as he starts to fuck you.

“What was that?” He goades, as he sets into a relentless pattern of deep thrusts. You whimper beneath him as he splits you open. He thrusts harder as you fail to respond.“Sorry, couldn’t quite catch that.”

He sets a quicker pace, still managing to hit you in a spot that renders you thoughtless with each stroke. Your arms flail out in front of you, trying to find anything to ground yourself on but only able to grasp along the faucets of the sinks you're situated between. He presses one hand on your upper back, the other on his hip as he continues to fuck you into the counter, your thighs being squished between his armor and the cool durasteel. With your previous orgasm happening so recently, you can feel your body already building to another one. You don’t even register the sound of the door opening over the harsh slap of his armor against your skin.

“Get the fuck out!” He shouts and you quickly hear the scrambling of feet and the door slamming. Your cheek is pressed the other way into the counter, so you couldn’t even see who walked in on you.

“You didn’t lock it?” You gasp out, finally able to string words together.

“I wasn’t exactly planning on this,” he admits in grunts, not deterred by the interruption as he continues to snap his hips into you. “But I have a feeling no one else is going to come in here for a while now.”

Before you can register the implications of his statement, he’s grabbing you by the hair and pulling your back to his armored chest plate.

“Look at yourself,” he growls as he nips at your earlobe. The mirror in front of you shows a version of yourself you barely even recognize. Hair disheveled, lipstick smeared around your lips, dress hiked up around you waist and the straps falling off your shoulder making one of your bra covered breasts peak through. He notices your disarray and doesn’t think it’s enough as he slides the hand from your hair, around and down your neckline to free the breast from its fabric cage and cover it with his own hand. His calloused thumb teases your nipple, making you clench around him as he groans.

“Is this what you were imagining?” He mutters, almost kissing your ear as he continues to play with your tit. His thrusts slow and shallow now as he teases you. “When you thought of me…is this as good as you imagined?”

“No…better!” You moan out, trying to bounce yourself on his dick so you can build up to another orgasm, but the hand on your hips holds you steady as he stills. He kisses down your earlobe and to your neckline where he plants a hickey. His eyes lock with yours in the mirror as he lets out a small chuckle.

“Who knew you could be such a little slut, letting me fuck you in the bathroom while all our friends are outside.” His hand leaves your breast to wrap around your neck. His grip isn't very tight, not enough to choke you but just enough to remind you that it’s him who’s doing this to you. “But you wouldn’t do this with just anyone, would you?”

You shake your head furiously, rotating your hips so you can try and force him to move again. “No, only you!” You cry out, hands grasping against the edge of the counter as you press back into him.

He groans and kisses you delicately on the cheek. “That’s what I thought.”

His next thrusts are brutal, his grip on your hip must be bruising you as he fucks up into you. The hand on you neck tighten more to hold you up so you can watch yourself in the mirror as he ruins you. Your hands leave the counter, one meeting the hand on your hips and the other reaching back to grasp at his pauldron.

This angle lets him hit a spot that makes you cry out with every thrust, your legs reduced to a trembling mess around his own as you build to another orgasm. His thickness stimulating your walls in ways you didn’t think possible as you grip him and feel every groove on his hot and heavy member.

Sweat is breaking out in his brow as he pistons in and out of you, his own moans meeting yours in tandem. His thrusts loose their rhythm, becoming more and more erratic as your breath hitches higher.

“Come on, pretty girl I know you have another in you.” He grunts into your ear. The hand on your throat tightens as he growls, “Come all over my cock.”

You cry out his name again as you come, your pussy fluttering around him as your body spasms. The electricity spending all the energy you had left in your body from coming twice in such close succession. He releases your neck and you fall forward into the counter, both his hands on your hips as he fucks you like a ragdoll to chase his release.

“Where can I -?” He grunts out, breath escaping his lips with every word as he struggles to hold on.

“Inside, please!” You moan. His grunts turn into strangled groans as you feel his cock twitch inside you, webs of warm cum coating your inside. His thrusts slow and he collapses on top you. With the added weight of his armor, it's almost too heavy for you, but you’re too spent to care. After a moment, he kisses the back of your neck and pulls himself out of you, groaning at the sight of his cum leaking from your entrance.

You push yourself off the counter, struggling to stand from how weak your legs are. You adjust your dress as best you can, and wipe off the smeared lipstick around your lips. You turn around to Fives tucking himself back into his blacks. He grabs the codpiece off the ground and looks to you as if about to say something, something smart no doubt. You see some of your lipstick is stained on his lips as well and you chuckle. Walking up to him, you bring a thumb to his lips and smear it more.

“Guess I made a mess out of you, Trooper.” He rolls his eyes as he grabs you by the arm and starts pulling you out of the refresher. “Wait, what are you doing?”

“We’re leaving - I haven’t had enough of you yet.”

[brandileigh2003]

Wolfstar Holiday fic recs

Let me know what I missed (including self recs) 💙❄️⛄🌲🌨️🎁🕯️🕎

~~~please give these authors love, fandom engagement with writers is down and it means more than you know. ~~~

•tis the damn season by moonymoment @mayescapade fake dating, petty dislike to lovers

•I'll Be Home for Christmas by MsAlexWP modern magical

•Ask me what I want, Sirius by her_smile_forges_galaxies: @her-smile-forges-galaxies enemies (ish) to lovers

•every christmas from now on by mandarino_o fake dating

•Sweet Dreams of Holly and Ribbon by tealeavesandtrash @tealeavesandtrash

•To All a Good Night by msalexwp: Holiday fluff

•The Holiday by lizpaige: get together ft raising teddy

•Christmas Canoodles by softsilkentofu: ft moonwater friendship and lots of pining, magical

•Holiday Traditions by MoonCat457 magical, peeks into 31 holidays

•Let Nothing You Dismay Christmas 79 at Hogwarts

•Advent by coyotesuspect holidays at Hogwarts

•A bright particular star by torch wolfstar last Christmas at Hogwarts

•Dear Mr. Black by MsAlexWP fluffy raising teddy meet cute

---Rec from @diamondrock10 (that I'm reading asap):

•A Good League Hence by eyra

--Here's a lovely list by msalexwp

--here a list of Christmas drabbles by greyeyedmonster18

--wolfstarlibrarian has some lists too: list 1, list 2, and holiday parties

-greyfavorite Holiday collection

**Jegulus ones**

•early morning, coffee cups by alarainai @alarainai

•And so, Happy Christmas by her_smile_forges_galaxies fluff

**new additions**

•Becoming Remus this Christmas by @mybelovedmoon (wip) ft trans remus

[haunting-heroes-creative-games]

Guess what time it is? That Fic: Rec List Pt 8

[Part 1] [Part 2] [Part 3] [Part 4] [Part 5] [Part 6] [Part 7]

At Haunting Heroes DPxDC Discord we played a fun game during 2023 named "Guess That Fic?" (hosted by the amazing DisillusionedDanny). The premise: guess the name of a DPxDC story based on the following bad summaries, memes, or strings of emojis.

Here are the stories suggested by some of our members for rounds 71-80, anonymized so you can play and find new stories to read (thanks to Ciara, Dis, Dizzly, Midnight, Nixxie, Nutella, Summers, and T for these submissions!)

Good luck guessing!! 👻

71. [Story Link]

🥈💚

72. [Story Link]

[More under the cut]

73. [Story Link]

❌👼🪦

74. [Story Link]

75. [Story Link]

💉❌💉💉❌👶💉❌❌💰...❔...❌💎❌✨❌👶❌🍪✔️

76. [Story Link]

77. [Story Link]

🌳🧒🧒🧒🧒🌰

78. [Story Link]

❤️🟰🪦🪦🪦

79. [Story Link]

80. [Story Link]

[Jump to the next part] - Link coming soon

[butcherlarry]

hello! I got your blog recommended to me by frownyalfred when I asked for whump bruce recs, and I have already put sooo many of your recs in my "to read" list, they all look so good! That poly lois/clark/bruce one especially!!

If you ever feel like it, could I humbly request a bruce whump rec?

It's your lucky day Anon! You ask is my weekly fic rec list! Everyone clap for Anon!

Weekly Fic Recs 79

I've had an ask before wanting some Bruce centric fics, here is a link for you! Some are angst-y with a bit of whump, but let's see what else I can find for you ;)

A Bat with a Broken Wing by agoldengalaxy @agoldengalaxy - Battinson, General, 3048 words, complete. Battinson gets injured and Jim helps him find medical attention. For some reason, Batman want Jim to take him to Wayne manor. Weird.

A Sacrifice Love Demands by second_hand_heaven @second-hand-heaven - Trinity, General, 1453 words, complete. Bruce gets hit with fear gas. Good thing Clark and Diana are there to help.

A kindred bond by Nyszu @theocddiaries - Superbat, Mature, 76,971 words, wip. Bruce gets kidnapped by an evil Superman from another universe. He Does Not Have A Good Time. Bruce's Clark (and Justice League) save him, but struggles with his mental health after.

The Xenomorality Hypothesis, Revisited by MaskoftheRay @ray-gurl - Superbat, Teen, 4508 words, complete. A different first meeting of Batman and Superman in BvS: Dawn of Justice.

control by TheResurrectionist @frownyalfred - Bruce & Clark, Not Rated, 2008 words, complete. Bruce gets roofied, Clark is there to help.

pull out the pin by TheResurrectionist - Superbat, Not Rated, 4488 words, complete. The Justice League get stranded on a supposedly empty planet. Bruce gets possessed. Shenanigans and feels ensue.

Bruce Wayne and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day by Sleepyhollow_101 - Superbat, General, 4104 words, complete. Bruce as a civilian gets kidnapped and Has A Bad Time. Clark is there to the rescue.

Worth It by Noknownname @allgremlinart - Superbat, Not Rated, 845 words, complete. Battinson falls into Gotham Bay. Clark helps warm him up.

Bruce Wayne Being a Good Dad (Bonus Whump) by WhumpTown - Batfam, General, 4170 words, fics complete, series not. Bruce gets injured while Batmanning. His kids are there to help while he recovers.

Monday, You Can Fall Apart (It's Friday, I'm in Love) by BatsAreFluffy @silivren-vera - Superbat, Teen, 6487 words, complete. Four times where Bruce gets injured and is Not Having A Good Time. Good thing Clark is there to help. Very whumpy, very hurt/comfort, a favorite reread of mine :)

Tropical Vacation (Sun, Sand, Sea, and Superman) by cattyk8 @cattyk8fic - Superbat, Mature, 12,279 words, complete. Three times Bruce is forced to take a vacation because of his injuries, and one time he goes on vacation on purpose (with Clark).

Maybe You'll Learn to Live with What's Inside Your Head by not_whelmed_yet @notwhelmedyet - Batcat, Teen, 8410 works, complete. Hey, remember how in the The Batman movie, Battinson at shit after trying to use his wingsuit to escape from the top of GCPD building? Or when he got shot in the chest point blank with a shotgun? Or when he cut that live wire and fell into the water below? And then just got back up and did some rescue work like he was fine and nothing was wrong, no bodily injuries to worry about, at all? Well, this author remembered and wrote a fantastic fic about him dealing with all those injuries in the aftermath. Don't worry, Selina is there to help :)

Happy Reading!

[keldabekush]

do you have any favorite fic recs that are fox/coruscant guard centered? there are a couple i've found that are really good but a lot of the fox tag is him in a more minor role with the focus on like cody or rex or jedi etc

Yeah i have a few! Here are some that i keep rereading - I'm putting them under the cut!

Politicians In My Eyes by jaigeye

Fox looks down at his armor, awash with blood. There are no identifying marks on him anymore. He's as red as Coruscant

CHTHONIC by catboydogma

Not even two days later, Fox revised his opinion. This wasn’t a disaster. This was a Grade-A, first order, fresh off the hot plate fuckfest. Fox’s day had gone something like this: lay in bed. Get up. Knock back some of the sludge in the mess masquerading as caf. Go through forms. Fill out forms. Bust open a closet in which the Senators for Uyter and Kinyen had both managed to get “stuck” in. Go through more forms. Fill out more forms. Get called up to the Senate dome to tell a Senator that no, the Guard did not address noise complaints. Find that the stack of datapads on his desk had somehow tripled over the last two hours. Despair at the state of his inbox. Etcetera, etcetera. And then.

dead dog (bye-bye baby blue) by batchmates

The way it happens is simple: at some point during your service in the Guard, you’ll lose time. The thing wiping the Guards’ memories gets sloppy and Fox remembers the order not to let Fives leave the surface alive. It changes everything and nothing at all.

Life During Wartime by chermit

Commander Fox has a lot on his plate: managing his Corries, filling out piles of forms, dealing with obnoxious Senators, and not thinking about the way he keeps waking up covered in other people's blood. All that considered, he really doesn't have time to deal with being investigated by the Captain of the 501st and the Head of the Jedi Order for two separate murders he (probably) didn't (want to) commit. But Fox is a soldier, and good soldiers follow orders, so when does he ever get what he wants?

Commander Fox's Guide to Touring Coruscant by kakashikrazy256

The painkiller he had been giving just half an hour prior is still working fine, leaving him relatively...alright. Nothing hurts particularly bad, but there’s a fuzziness layered over everything, making it hard to think too hard on anything beyond the first thoughts running through his head. Go inside. Find the rest. Sit down. Drink. Don’t say anything stupid. Don’t get caught. And...and just be there to properly enjoy the company of his brothers. Don’t forget these memories. / Fox gets injured but decides to keep it secret for the sake of his batchmates. For the prompt 'is that a bloodstain?!'

their days are darker by always_a_slut_for_hc

After the death of ARC Trooper Fives, an altercation at 79's leads Wolffe to spend his leave snooping around the Coruscant Guard. Fox assumes he'll drop it and leave the Corries to their fate; it's what everyone else has done. He is very, very wrong.

The Last Reason by meerlicht

Cody has a scar now, and it’s the only thing that differentiates him from Fox appearance-wise. For one, they both have the same circles under their eyes. Fox assumes that’s what comes with being a Commander. Their hands are the same, too, damaged and bruised at all times. But the biggest difference Fox sees when he looks at Cody isn’t the scar. It’s the rage. Cody doesn’t wear that same rage. Fox’s hands ache with the need to punch something.   Or: Fox dealing with Senators, little brothers, the terrifying ordeal of asking for help and a menace called Quinlan Vos.

[twinkboimler]

Thanks for the tag @affixjoy!

"Self-rec time! What are your favorite five fics that you've written and why? After replying to this ask, feel free to pass on to five other writers to spread the love. 💗"

God, this is difficult. I have 79 fics on ao3, 49 of which are for Star Trek!

shore leave at yosemite, take two: I am still so proud of how this one turned out. For a fic that's, at its core, about old men exploring each other's bodies in the woods, I'm so happy with my characterization. Explicit mcspirk that takes place at the end of Star Trek: The Final Frontier. I think this fic is funny and smutty and just my love letter to these old men.

observations: AOS mckirk smut that I wrote after going through the tag and being shocked to realize that there's not much in the fucking machines tag. This fic is DIRTY (14k of smut!) but shocking no one it ends up being super sweet. Hell, even I wasn't expecting that ending; it was like someone else was writing and suddenly it was on the page.

the life of the party: post-star trek beyond spones smut. I think the reason I'm so proud of this one is because it was sitting in my drafts folder for a year. I hadn't been happy with it, and it wasn't until I completely rewrote the second half that it turned into this. It's a fic where Spock has decided that Leonard would make a good romantic partner and insists on having that conversation while at a house party. Another fic that I think is funny on top of being smutty.

Under the Surface: this fic is my baby. AOS spirk, explicit, 30k. This fic was the first time I'd put extensive time and energy into thinking about what themes I really wanted to explore in a fic, focusing on integrating those themes throughout. I think it's not a fic for everyone--it's a spirk fic, yes, but what it's really focused on is Jim and his issues. I really enjoyed writing neurodivergent Jim in this fic.

An Endless Stream of Tomorrows: TOS movies-era spirk fluff. Following the events of The Voyage Home, Jim proposes. This fic is short and sweet and I think no matter how many trek fics I write, it'll stay in my favorites. Spock putting the ring on makes me teary-eyed and I'm the guy who wrote it!

Tagging: @thetimetostrikeislater @ladywaffles @antspaul @fangirlandiknowit101 and @kaklord

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HELLO feel free to ignore this obviously but you seem like the best person to ask - i’ve had a shitty week and am in desperate need of mcshep fic recs. what are the coziest most sweetest soppiest saddest ones youve ever read???

I am so sorry to hear you’ve had a bad week anon!!!!!!! Let me grab some of my best Warm Blanket fics for you 💖

Painted Blind by aadarshinah

John rather thinks he would know if he and Rodney were dating.

Or: Idiots in love, take twelve.

This one is soooo sweet and funny and THEM

I Do by cathalin

The feeling expands and grows and words are pushing up his throat, and he finds himself speaking. “Is that a promise?”

This is just. 🥹🥰🙏💖

Comfort Break by @salchat

On the usual mission-gone-wrong, John and Rodney are hiding in a ruined house. John is hurt and being overly stoic about it as usual and Rodney wants John to admit to being in pain and accept his help. They talk.

Rodney being caring in his stubborn, bullheaded Rodney way 💖

four boots, five thousand two hundred and eighty feet by Pares

"So what you're saying is, learning to love yourself really is the greatest love of all!"

Just a really fun, well-written, sexy body swap fic.

In Plain Sight by lamardeuse

The day they repealed Don't Ask, Don't Tell, Rodney marched into John's office and dragged him out.

Soooooo romantic I love this one!!!

Number Theory by Valdomarx

On another version of Atlantis, John is a mathematician who is better with numbers than with people.

But he's going to have to learn to get on with his team and their bossy leader, Rod, if he wants to survive here.

Set in the parallel universe from McKay and Mrs. Miller.

Hard-won and gradual vulnerability with a lot of team feels!

Monomial Factors by anonymous

Rodney wants a cat. John's always been a dog guy.

SOOOOO sweet this one.

The Reverse of Fascination by shrift

"I only have one idea left," Rodney said, because the situation was dire. It was desperate. It was this, or Rock Paper Scissors, and he didn't have a handy copy of the official strategy guide.

One of those fics where you can just HEAR the dialogue

Loop the Loop by alsaurus

One man's quest to comfort a friend. And maybe himself, just a little.

(AKA the one where John takes Rodney out on a million dates without realizing it.)

One of my absolute FAVES. This one is SO good and SO sweet and SO them!!!

The Suite Life by CartWrite

John did not ask to sprain his ankle, to be reassigned to the best quarters in Atlantis, or for Rodney McKay to become his new neighbor. But that’s what happened. Post-series.

Bit of a longer read but GOD is it worth it. Absolute comfort fic, it’s SO good.

Bare by @alienfuckeronmain

“Did you not know,” Teyla says carefully, shooting a concerned look at Ronon over their mostly empty plates, “that Lt. Colonel Sheppard enjoys the company of—”

“No, I did not!” Rodney manages to grit out, sucking in air desperately before grabbing his glass of water and downing it. “Since fucking when?!”

According to my ao3 history I’ve revisited this 79 times. Rodney thinking he’s homophobic when in fact he’s jealous is SUCH a good amazing trope. Also the sex scene in this is SO incredibly good 🫠

Okay I’m stopping there but like, if anyone wants to reblog with their own fluffy faves for this anon? Yes!

[deadhoneybee]

Id really like to find people in the Marauders fandom to talk with, i dont have any friends who are into it and i want to send funny posts and have strange conversations with about them so bad,,

Interests and info areeee

Heavy remus lupin fan

Wolfstar

Drarry

Peter pettigrew (before 78-79)

I write fan fic, and id love to bounce ideas/complain about how you can just bluetooth the vibes onto the document

20+ please and thank you <3

I have an archive of fics (some ive read are lesson my load, atyd, wading in waist high water, black mass over highway 90, running on air, turn) 10/10 would absolutely be down to talk about them, id love some recs too!

I am a bit socially awkward but im funny so i feel like theres some balance there ?

Please feel free to dm me! Or even send an ask! Thank you thank you!!

[baldurs-writers-3]

Revenge: A Baldur's Gate 3 Fanfic Rec List

This week, we have Revenge Fics!  Check under the cut for five fics full of blood and angst, and as always, comment and kudos if you like them!

Blood of the Songbird by songbirdoftherogue (67 339, Explicit) Warnings: Emotional/Psychological Abuse Pairings: Astarion/Tav

A slow-burn story about domestic abuse, post BG3.

Reccer says: This author has a vice grip on emotions, and is not afraid to use it. It really nails the slow onset of abuse, the emotional manipulation and what the victim is going through.

The Flames That Burn Anew by grovyrosegirl (4125, Mature) Warnings: None Pairings: Astarion/Dark urge

They are free. From the Absolute. From Bhaal. From Cazador Szarr. All that is left of the ones who tormented them are forgotten corpses lying in rotting lairs. What better way to start their new lives than by burning the stains of the past away? Astarion and Ophelia will begin with the Szarr Palace.

Reccer says: This is a wonderfully cathartic short story about Astarion burning down the Szarr Palace post-quest. Also has a great ending!

Black Wolf by Takiiraa (79 683, Mature) Warnings: Emotional/Psychological Abuse, Psychological Trauma, Psychological Torture, Character Death, Emotional Manipulation, Child Abuse, Manipulative Relationship, Suicidal Thoughts, Physical Abuse Pairings: Tav/Shadowheart

This is almost original fiction with a dash of the game. Mostly pre-game with a very cool drow Tav.

Reccer says: Unique, visceral writing style and a very unique story. Certainly like nothing else I've read in this fandom!

even the iron still fears the rot by anongi (3784, Teen) Warnings: None Pairings: Karlach/Tav

Just another instance of a somewhat lacking companion reaction in the actual game, and fanfiction remedying that. This time, the mind flayer colony.

Reccer says: Great descriptions, great emotion, and a very satisfying murder :)

the art of scraping through by aevallare (2576, Explicit) Warnings: It's tagged as dubcon but I guess because Haarlep is an incubus Pairings: Tav/Haarlep, prev Tav/Ascended Astarion

Tav refuses to become a spawn and Ascended Astarion doesn't like it. They break up and she has sex with Haarlep in the aftermath.

Reccer says: It's messy toxic and hot!!! I love Haarlep and I especially love the bit with their tail :)

The above fanfic recommendations were pulled from our community for this weekly event. Have any questions about what this is? Check out the FAQ!

Next week, we’ll be back with the evergreen trope, Misunderstandings!

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It's a rec list!!

I did the thing again! i made a rec list. Click through to google drive to view. 79 fics added so far with limited seachability with trope tags. 79 fics listed and it will be updated as i read things. Contains mostly long fic, podfic links for everthing that has been podficced, and as a warning there are links to fics with dead dove content, but they are listed as such.

The list!!

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This is the 79, qijiu, fic rec blog, the ultimate Lostchip’s fanfiction recommendation list for all of your Yue Qingyuan and Shen Qingqiu HEART SOUL AND DREAMS FIC RECS.

This is a list with no spoilers (for the fics) only VIBES!!!!!

Number one is Masochism by Prim_the_Amazing

Okay you are asking me why Masochism is the pinnacle of 79 fics? It’s because the author gets!!!!!! The!!! Characters!!!!!

Like do you ever pick up a fic and then go, no thank you this isn’t for me because of the way the characters are written? Well this is the exact opposite. The author deeply understands the motivations that underpin yq and you get that in his POV and his dedication to sj. Like this is the best 79 fic and I’ve been in this fandom for four years so uh yeah. it has everything you want from a 79 fic.

Feels THE REVEAL (readers of svsss understand what im talking about) reconciliation TALKING PAST ONE ANOTHER MISUNDERSTANDINGS sj being sj and yq being yq yq shizun bashing!

[cassiaratheslytherpuff]

HP Rec Fest day 14

Prompt: a favourite series @hprecfest

Little Compton Street written by Writcraft

Works: 3 – Total words: 150k

Little Compton Street (One Rainy Night in Soho)

Drarry, 65k, E Summary: Draco is lonely, Harry hates the press and it won’t stop raining in London. Harry discovers a magical street that’s close to disappearing forever and Draco realises he’s one rainy night in Soho away from finding everything he’s been searching for.

Winter of '79

Prongsfoot, 17K, E Summary: Post-punk Britain is in the grip of another brutal winter, Thatcher is in power and Muggle gay bars keep getting raided for no reason at all. Sirius just wants to find somewhere to go drinking with the best mate he definitely doesn’t fancy. When they’re directed towards a tatty Soho sex shop during a night out, neither James or Sirius expect to find a magical street that will change their lives forever.

Play Me Like A Love Song 

Wilhelmina Grubbly-Plank/Minerva McGonagall, 68k, E Summary: Minerva McGonagall doesn’t believe in love at first sight, which is why her instant attraction to drag king Wilhelmina ("Will") Grubbly-Plank is so unexpected. War tears apart the wizarding world and as one battle ends Minerva and Will must fight once more, this time for the lives of their friends on Little Compton Street. A love story spanning five decades defined by music, laughter and tears, in which love is not always easy, but it’s always worth fighting for.

All three fics in this series are just masterpieces! I absolutely LOVE the feeling of Little Compton Street in all the fics, and to see how it grew and changed over the years. I adored the feeling of it, and the history and research that went into all of them. Just absolutely brilliant works that I go back to re-read often.

[wantonlywindswept]

@lucdarling replied to your post “so all of the fic where the GAR and Coruscant...”:

pls give me your fic recs, friend. this sounds very relevant to my interests.

​oh heckie yes i got u boo @lucdarling

Fics Being Mean to the Coruscant Guard:

Two Strikes / Crowning Glory A variety of steps Cody takes to ensure the Guard doesn't get abused as horribly -- Fox and his men might not be on the front lines, but they're still Vod'e -- and their consequences.

linking to the first fic in the series, the story starts out mostly with Cody being a slut (affectionate) but then goes on to get into the Tragedy of Darth Plageius the Coruscant Guard and Fixing It and tbh if you read nothing else read this series it is So Good. make sure to follow the links, things are slightly confusing and non-sequential if you don't

it also actually addresses post-trauma stuff too which is AMAZING, yes def read this but be sure to put some time aside for it the series is like 500k and you Will want to read it all in one sitting and then you might get yelled at by your wife for not sleeping for three days or that might just be me, 100/10

Galaxy-Saving Memes You can only access the page if you're GAR. The Coruscant Guard decides to infiltrate it because they are tired of being ignored, and honestly? Their memes are way better. Or, the Guard saves millions of lives through stupid internet posts.

second on the 'if nothing else read this' list, unless you dislike epistolary stories, in which case you can skip. but it is short and it is fucking HILARIOUS which you would think wouldn't be possible given the subject matter but no, it is great, 100/10

The Adoption Wars The only thing stronger than the dark side is Rex's ability to get adopted. Or: the one where Rex would really like everyone to know that he is perfectly capable of taking care of himself. Oh, and Fox finally gets to kill a sith.

only somewhat about Being Mean to the Guard but by god it is cute and adorable but also makes you Feel Emotions, excellent story 10/10

Their Days Are Darker After the death of ARC Trooper Fives, an altercation at 79's leads Wolffe to spend his leave snooping around the Coruscant Guard. Fox assumes he'll drop it and leave the Corries to their fate; it's what everyone else has done. He is very, very wrong.

so this is heartbreaking in the whole 'doesn't understand that what is happening is wrong' kind of way and tbh Cody is a little bit more of a dick than i usually imagine him but it is still Quite Excellent 10/10

exploitation, hesitation The Coruscant Guard makes a mistake while working with the 212th Attack Battalion. Fox prepares to take the heat.

EXCELLENT writing with the whole 'pov character thinks one thing is happening while outside characters Definitely Do Not', fox is so self-sacrificing which is why and how we love him 10/10

learning solitude It's a gradual, insidious thing, Fox's absorption into the Chancellor's office. The Chancellor wants a clone commander of his own, so he gets one. All Fox gets is a position far away from his brothers, a lesson in how to work around natborns who detest his very existence, and a seemingly endless list of monotonous jobs to keep him occupied through all his waking hours and beyond. Fox misses Kamino.

less Guard more Fox, but man what a way to emotionally stab you in the face! lots of gaslighting and manipulation and it is part of a series but the series also gets Extremely Dark at the end before having a recovery/happy ending, so ymmv 10/10

Blood Iron Fox has seen many things seized during raids. Illegal weapons, Spice and other assorted of banned drugs, slaves, carnivorous beasts trained for the fighting rings, the list goes on. Nothing prepared him for finding beskar among the crates of contraband and bad life choices.

so much worldbuilding fuck yeah! semi-the mandalorian crossover, the Guards have it Real Fucking Rough but then they run into some traditional mandos with hearts of gold beskar, v excellent 10/10

i'm sure there are others! well i know there are others, but these are the ones i remember standing out/have read so far. all of these have happy endings, i wouldn't do that to you (and tbh don't really read stuff w/o happy endings myself)

go forth and read whump!

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HP Rec Fest, Day 30

Here we come with more @hprecfest! Today I’m only reccing rare pairs since I couldn’t think of any pre-canon Drarry fics 🤔 I wonder if canon divergent / canon rewrite applies?? I don’t read them often either way, so I figured this would be a good opportunity to boost lesser known fics. I think this is my favorite rec post for the fest so far - there’s something so poetic in reccing these two specific fics alongside each other since Little Compton Street verse was my first (unforgettable, devastating) contact with Prongsfoot and 5 years later here I am reading them again - this time welcoming the pain. More embarrassing emosh blabbing below!

Day 30) a pre-canon fic:

empire builders by shecrows (James/Sirius, E, 25k)

Say, James, he rehearses in his head. Remember that time we were both roaring drunk at the end of term, and you put your cock in my mouth, and I came so hard I still get tingly thinking about it? Was that just a one off, d’you think, or did you want to do it again sometime?

Prongsfoot my beloved 😭😭😭 sometimes I feel like I’ll never feel as strongly about a ship as I feel for them which sounds so crazy because I don’t even read it! or, well. after being utterly ruined by Winter of ‘79 (curiously a fic within LCS verse as mentioned below) I promised myself I wouldn’t look for this ship anymore bc the inevitable tragedy of it depressed me way too much. I locked them away in a secret space deep within my heart and only allowed myself to re-awaken those feelings this year, with the brilliant empire builders. what a fic! a few lines in and I was hooked and completely obsessed with Sirius’ unbelievably spot on voice, the peak friends to lovers dynamics, and the unbearable sexual tension mixing guilt and devotion (my favorite shippy combo btw). fuck, they are so young and so lovable, and so attuned to each other it makes me wanna cry. never before a 25k fic has felt so short, I’ve read it in a frenzy and couldn’t stop thinking about their love for days. the best word to describe my state after this fic is “tormented” which might as well be the best compliment I’ve ever given in a rec.

Play Me Like A Love Song by @writcraft (Minerva/Will, E, 67k)

Minerva McGonagall doesn’t believe in love at first sight, which is why her instant attraction to drag king Wilhelmina ("Will") Grubbly-Plank is so unexpected. War tears apart the wizarding world and as one battle ends Minerva and Will must fight once more, this time for the lives of their friends on Little Compton Street. A love story spanning five decades defined by music, laughter and tears, in which love is not always easy, but it’s always worth fighting for.

truly a masterpiece of lesbian fiction, this fic is more like a religious experience, bold, brutally honest, romantic, eye-opening and necessary. I never thought I’d care so much for a ship like Will & Minerva but they worked their way inside my heart and I’m deeply moved by how their story encompasses everything that’s inherent to the queer experience: love, loss, resistance and hope. there’s so much joy and grief walking hand by hand, and it is our privilege to watch the characters mature and experience life as individuals and as a couple. Writ crafts oh so thoughtfully two stunning character studies (Minerva’s voice omg, please don’t @ me on my competence kink) while taking us by the hand into the magical universe of Little Compton Street, which is so completely irresistible and healing. I adore the atmosphere, the imagery, the soundtrack, and how this seductive setting allows them to explore their queerness in such a free, proud and joyful way *getting emosh* I feel like nothing I add here will make this story justice, it’s such a poignant and transformative fic but sadly deeply underrated like it happens to so many wlw tales. I hope this rec inspires at least one person to check it out and while at it please also check the entire series with a Drarry piece and a Prongsfoot piece, a perfect trifecta!

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Hannibal Fic Recs