#ley’s fic recs

[ivuravix]

this is one of my favourites ever and you know that already but i had to reread bc i’ve been missing him. the way you can practically feel the heat of his body through the page ??? the comfort of being curled into him??? i can totally imagine his soft smile and the warmth of his chest UGH madi ur so GOOD AT WRITING

To The Bone

Plot: You can’t stop shivering and Daryl can’t sleep. (Season 2-3 interim)

Pairing: Daryl Dixon x Reader

Word Count:
 1.2k (I can’t believe I wrote something this short)

A/N: it has been so cold lately, hence this small, barely proof-read fic. I hope it gives u some warmth :*

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The farm fell and winter came. 

There wasn’t a moment more heartbreaking to lose your home. Where the walls that fostered generations of Greenes would’ve warmed your heart, the cold and sprawling forest took their place. 

Some nights the walls of a different home kept you warm. Homes that once belonged to people you would never know, absolute strangers that were just gone; dead or lost.

Tonight was not one of those nights. 

Tonight, there were no strangers whose pictures still lined the walls— because there weren’t any walls. Only the forest and a small fire. Barely embers. 

“They might see.”

Rick’s voice echoed in your head frequently these days. An hour wouldn’t pass before he had another demand to make. His last, before patrolling the camp’s boarders with T-Dog and Daryl, was to keep the fire down. Since the incident with Randall’s group and the herd that ripped through the farm, you had a pretty good guess who they were; the living and the dead. A fester of fear and exhaustion lodged in the back of your throat the night you lost the farm, and it’d kept you in line with Rick’s order since. 

The fire was nothing but a soft glow. Enough light to see the colour of the fallen leaves beside your head, but that was it. No warmth and certainly no comfort was found in the glowing ashes. 

Your shivering had started an hour ago and despite your best efforts to curl under the scratchy blanket, the damp floor of the forest chilled you to the bone. The others had fallen asleep by now, lulled by the aches of exhaustion and the body heat of their closest family, and if you hadn’t spent an extra hour on guard duty, you were sure Lori would’ve pulled you in alongside her and Carl. But the constant worries in your mind kept you awake and alert— so your guard shifts lingered longer and longer with each night, and by the time you retreated, your ‘bed’ for the night was only yours. 

Months ago, when the farmhouse had been packed with suitcases and sleeping bags, you would’ve cherished the space. That was before the empty air became cold and bitter, biting at whatever slivers of exposed skin it could find. 

Now, being alone felt almost like another type of fight. A struggle to just get through the night without catching frostnip. 

There were footsteps ahead of you. It took a moment too long to register it— blame the exhaustion— but when you had, your mind was awake again. Light and calculated, they avoided the crunch of crisp fallen leaves like they knew the forest floor off by heart. 

Daryl. 

You knew it even before your eyes peeked open. Fighting against the weight of your eyelids, you narrowly watched his shadowy frame sneak through the sleeping bodies of your people, until he moved around the fire and behind you. Your eyes shut again and you listened for the soft rustle of him laying down a blanket. 

Another shiver hit and your muscles clenched.

Beyond the clatter of your teeth, a second or two passed in silence. Eventually, your shiver subsided and your body relaxed again, but your jaw was still stiff from the frigid air. You yanked the blanket up further, covering you up to your red-tipped nose, and waited for the tension to pass. 

Something touched your shoulder— a hand— and your head snapped to the side. It was Daryl, crouched behind you. 

“’S jus’ me,” he mumbled. 

“What’s wrong?” 

He didn’t answer. 

In one swoop, he draped his blanket onto yours and laid down on his side beside you. 

“Come ‘ere,” his voice was low. Not only quiet but soft, like he was worried it might break if he spoke any louder. 

The blanket helped initially, you felt an extra layer of coziness engulf you, but when he finally moved closer… 

It was almost instant, the way your body melted into his. 

So tender and whole that every bit of you that had frozen from the constant death and heartbreak cracked open. It’d been months since you felt even a hint of comfort, since you’d even been touched beyond Maggie’s supportive hand at your shoulder. The way you curled into him was almost instinct; your nerves, once turned to ice, finally thawed again and felt. 

Against your better wishes, your voice shuddered, “Are you sure?” 

His arm snaked around you, pulling you closer by the waist. 

“Can’t sleep with your teeth clatterin’ so loud.” 

You huffed a breath, huddling your shaky fingers closer to your lips to catch a moment of the hot air. Even with his body heat sinking into your skin, your body was still stiff with the last effects of the chill, and you shivered once more. 

He moved you— you couldn’t register where his hands touched specifically, but there were spots of heat up your arms and around your shoulders, like the touch of his skin was separated by thick gloves instead of the thin sweater you wore. You vaguely registered how cold your skin must’ve been for the sensation of his touch to be so numbed. Without any protest, nor much thought, you followed his directions, guiding you deeper into him. Even if it hadn’t been for that pesky crush of yours making you a willing listener of the man, his body heat alone was enough to convince you entirely. As long as you never had to feel that cold and disheartened again, you’d do whatever he asked. His hands stopped moving when you were facing him, forehead touching his chest and face almost completely hidden under the blanket. 

Save those big, beautiful eyes that you looked up at him with. 

“Thank you,” your voice was smothered under the thick fabric, but he knew what you meant from your stare alone. 

He mumbled something, but you barely heard it, finding distraction in the way his chest rumbled with the effort— or the quick pound of his heart. 

Daryl wasn’t particularly known as an affectionate man, hell, the stories you’d heard of his interactions with Merle sounded more like resentment than love. And for a while there, when he pulled away after Sophia, you wondered if he knew love existed beyond what his brother defined it as. 

His pounding heart made sense, then. A life of inexperience didn’t give him the necessary bravado for sudden, almost intimate, contact with a person he only met a few months ago. No matter how necessary it might’ve been with the dropping temperature, holding you in his embrace seemed like an understandable source of nerves. 

The feeling along your back, the slow rub of his thumb down your spine, became less fuzzy as your skin warmed up. By the time you lost your last chill, his heart slowed to a steady pace, and you could even feel the way he’d chewed his nail down to the edge through your shirt. 

Thump. 

When you inhaled, the air was still cold, but it was tolerable. 

Thump. 

His heat sunk into you, deeper with every beat of his heart.

Thump. 

Daryl held you throughout his sleep. You weren’t sure how inviting your body could have been after hours of lonely shivers, but he held you closer and closer as the night passed. 

Perhaps he just needed a little comfort, too. 

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A/N: if daryl was ooc in this… no he wasn’t <3

also– not sure if I should put a read more on this or not bc its so short… please lmk if it was taking up too much room in the tags/on ur dash :) 

if you’re reading this, thank you! I hope you enjoyed this fic. please feel free to leave feedback, it helps so much and I love to read it. have a lovely day <3

[finalfantasyx]

Gossip in Tianqi spread like wildfire, and its rumor mill was unmatched by any other city in the world. Everything that could be gossiped about under the sun was talked about in the streets, and the people were always looking for new proverbial tea over their cups of tea, as it were.

And five years into the new era, the people of Tianqi really, really wanted to know if their Prince Yong'An Xiao Chuhe was, if rumor had it, married.

[leilaxwhite]

𝙛𝙞𝙘 𝙧𝙚𝙘𝙨

this is a list of the fanfics that i recomend to you along with their synopsis! they are all categorized so you can look for them easier!

*i did not write any of these fics, all the credits go to the owners who wrote them. they are tagged next to their work.*

* smut

𝙙𝙧𝙚𝙬 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙚𝙮 / 𝙧𝙖𝙛𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙤𝙣

late night rehearsal @r66dus *

synopsis: can u do a drew starkey x reader SMUT! where y/n goes to drew’s house to rehearse an obx script, then things get heated..

“i don’t care if he’s Brazilian babe” @starkeysbaby

synopsis: at a sleepover with kie and sarah, they convince you to tease your jealous and overprotective boyfriend...

sex tape || camboy!rc @rafescokewhore *

synopsis: basically in the title rafe and reader make a sex tape

blue eyes + bruises @illicitfixations (series)

synopsis: tragic car accident leaves you thinking you'll never find love. But, with your care in the magic hands of resident orthopedic surgeon, Rafe Cameron, you learn a thing or two about love and sadness and how they intertwine perfectly.

quiet, baby. @rafesangel *

synopsis: you get a bit to loud while Ward’s in the room next to you and Rafe.

𝙦𝙪𝙞𝙣𝙣 𝙝𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙚𝙨

sweet girl / take a break @theicearchives

synopsis: in which quinn gets you to take a break.

returning home @brandonduhaimes

synopsis: After a long roadie Quinn is back home only to find a very stressed significant other.

doin’ you right * @hischierdevils

synopsis: y/n overhears Quinn having a conversation and gets a little hot and bothered

hockey jersey * @hockeybabe

synopsis: You and Quinn can’t exactly get along until you show up at a game of his wearing his jersey.

𝙡𝙪𝙠𝙚 𝙝𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙚𝙨

the (infamous) hughes brothers sleepovers: luke hughes @theicearchives

synopsis: in which the hughes brothers have a sleepover! (y/n x luke hughes)

boot @h34rtsfr0m3

synopsis: prompt #1 "You're so cute." "what did you say?" "I said you look like a boot."

they definitely heard us * @greazyfloz

synopsis: Smut: 5. "Shh baby, we have to be quiet", 12. "I'm so horny right now" "it's 3 in the morning, go to sleep" "please", & 13. "They wont hear anything" w/ Luke Hughes

man child @h34rtsfr0m3

synopsis: luke being lovey dovey with reader and a man child lol

𝙟𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙝𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙚𝙨

pillow hog @bordysbae

synopsis: 6. "i want attention", 7. "quit stealing all the pillows!", and 9. "why are your feet so cold?" with Jack Hughes? Maybe the reader is trying to sleep but Jack just wants attention

i cant sleep @ifimdreaming

synopsis: wakes you up at 2am becasue he cant sleep an wants mcdonalds lol

stay the night @eyesthatroll

synopsis: loosely based of of this prompt: "one character thinks their relationship is a fling, the other thinks its destiny" but not really because i kind of strayed away from that completely.

take me * @heypeople2

synopsis: in which y/n helps jack forget the loss

winner * @hughesyluvr

synopsis: Jack Hughes smut where the reader surprise Jack on game 7 of the playoff and at the end they did celebratory sex while almost getting caught by Jack family

𝙟𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙡𝙤𝙬

i want dada @jackharloww

synopsis: The one where Grace wakes Jack up for cuddles

[wangxianficrecs]

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Huli Jing: What Does The Fox Say

by faradheia, RhystaRose (@faradheia)

T, 19k, Wangxian & Others (MDZS & The Lost Tomb Crossover)

Summary: Rumor on the Huli Jing discord is that foxes are disappearing. When Liu Sang and Wei Ying are kidnapped and join the other taken hulis can they rescue themselves?

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[ivuravix]

“Daryl began mumbling incoherently under his breath and crossing his arms over his chest as he sulked over the fact that you didn't kiss him.”

i’m gonna EXPLODE HES SO CUTE THIS IS SO CUTE. smiling so hard i love this grumpy redneck<333

A child asking Daryl a lot of questions about his relationship with the reader and basically he gets all flustered?

Ugh I love Daryl with all my heart

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At the feeling of a tug on his pants, Daryl turned his head downwards, blinking at the culprit.

It was a new child that had just been brought into the prison by you, who found her while out on a run with the rest of her family not too long ago. What her name was, the man had no idea, but she looked familiar enough for him to simply raise an eyebrow in question.

She blinked up at him with eyes wide enough to make him uneasy and asked where you were in that little high pitched voice of hers.

“She’s out, on a run, kid,” The man grunted.

“Do you love her?” The question was so innocently- yet bluntly- asked.

Daryl sputtered, eyes widening as he stared down at the young girl, “I-wha’?”

“Do you love her?” The young girl asked impatiently, tugging on his pants again as if it would make the man answer faster.

“Why do ya wanna know?” His eyebrows furrowed.

“Is she your girlfriend?” The girl continued, voice growing more and more irritable in Daryl’s ears by the second.

“Why didn’ ya start with that question?” He asked sarcastically, rolling his eyes, already feeling a headache coming on from her presence alone, “‘Course she’s my damn girlfriend.”

“Do you-�� She cut herself off with her own giggles, body shaking as she laughed, “Do you kiss?”

Daryl’s eyes were practically bulging out of his head that was quickly whipping from side to side, “Where the hell are yer parents?”

She gasped dramatically before jumping up and down excitedly, “How about hands? Do you hold hands?”

“Aren’ ya a bit young to be askin’ these kinds of questions?” He began tapping his foot impatiently when he saw that nobody else was in sight to come save him from his torment.

“Why do you love her?”

God, this kid never shut up. It was just question after question with her.

“‘Cause she’s perfect.” Daryl snapped without so much as a split seconds worth of hesitation, tone insinuating that her question was one formed of complete idiocy.

“Are you gonna marry her?”

“Kid, I swear to god-“ The redneck growled, only to be cut off by your voice, the lady of the hour.

“Daryl!” You called happily, jogging over and throwing your arms around his neck, hugging him briefly before pulling away.

He leaned forward to give you a kiss, but you maneuvered at the last second so that his lips softly brushed against your cheek when you realized that you had a young one present.

You smiled at the young girl and dropped down into a crouch at her level, ignoring the way Daryl began mumbling incoherently under his breath and crossing his arms over his chest as he sulked over the fact that you didn’t kiss him.

“Hey there, sweetheart.” You greeted kindly, “How’s it going?”

“Do you two cuddle?” She blurted out, staring up at you expectantly.

You bit back a laugh at her words, but still let a larger smile slip onto your face, “And why do you wanna know?” You asked teasingly, poking her stomach lightly.

“Cause I wanna know if you love each other,” She said as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

Daryl swiped at his nose , shifting back and forth on his feet, “‘Course we love each other!” He snapped lowly, causing you to rise to your feet and smack his chest with the back of your hand in a silent warning to be nice.

“We do love each other,” You told her a lot more kindly than your boyfriend had.

For the first time since approaching Daryl, she was silent for a whole minute before nodding her head once and turning on her heel, skipping away from the two of you.

You chuckled after her, “She was adorable.” You commented.

He scoffed, “Oh, is that what we’re calling it?”

Ignoring his comment, you turned so your chests were touching and you began playing with his collar, “So, you love me, huh?” You teased.

He groaned deeply, draping his arms over your waist and pulling you impossibly closer, “Ya know I do.” He whispered, breath fanning over your face.

You smiled, “Yeah, I do.”

It was hard to tell which one of you closed the distance between the two of you first.

[randofanficrecs]

Please note that I have used google translate for all things in the {} brackets...and I'm really not sure they're all right. So my deepest apologies for that.

Today's fic comes from the 七十二层奇楼 | 72 Floors of Mystery (TV) Fandom, we have 民国日记体-父母爱情{Republic of China Diary Style-Parents Love} by tangent90

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Archive Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Major Character Death Category: M/M Fandoms: 呜喵 - Fandom, Actor RPF, Chinese Actor RPF Relationships: 呜喵{meow meow}, 凡受{All suffer} - Relationship, 吴磊/吴亦凡 {Wu Lei/Wu Yifan}- Relationship Characters: 吴磊{Wu Lei}, 吴亦凡{Wu Yifan}, 吴磊/吴亦凡{Wu Lei/Wu Yifan} Additional Tags: Bad Ending, 刀又不完全刀{The knife is not perfect}, 如标题所示民国风并且是日记体 {As the title shows, the style of the Republic of China is in diary style}, 小孩子的日记 {children's diary} Language:中文-普通话 國語 {Chinese-Mandarin Mandarin} Words: 3,556 Chapters: 1/1

No Summery

[saintvainglorious]

TEMERAIRE FIC RECS

I read no fic at all in May, as I was too busy devouring all nine Temeraire novels in a single month - and then spent a very happy June reading a fairly absurd amount of Temeraire fics. In honor of a Pride month well spent, here's a fic rec list!

(Divided up into categories - Laurence/Tharkay, Laurence/Napoleon, other ships, and gen)

WILLIAM LAURENCE/TENZING THARKAY

ley lines by malfaisant/@stanleyraymondkowalski (T, 14k, 2015) Amnesia era!Laurence sees Tharkay and it doesn't cure his amnesia; a renewed friendship tinged with loss follows

Tharkay makes it to Peking intact with the news of Napoleon’s imminent invasion of Russia. Which would be all well and good, except that Laurence isn’t very intact himself.

which is like everything by sere (This_is_Sere) (G, 3k, 2024) Post-canon Laurence accidentally breaks Tharkay's heart a little, and put it back together in the sweetest way possible

A chance remark from Granby provokes an excess of feeling in Tharkay.

The Reward of Service by yunitsa/@pamphilia (T, 4k, 2016) A lovely post-canon get-together fic, where Granby puts his foot in it a little and realizations are had

‘It is no good asking me,’ Laurence said at last, pushing the pattern-book away over breakfast, ‘I am not the one–’ Not the one who would be living with the result, he had been about to say. But they had hardly accepted Tharkay’s invitation as casual houseguests.

A Soft Dawn by corvile (G, 2k, 2015) A soft and sweet Tongues of Serpents-era fic, featuring accidental spooning, self-introspection, and maybe the most romantic hand-holding known to man

Upon thinking on this feeling of jealousy, Tharkay has done some rather clever intuitive leaps involving situations both real and imagined, and he's come to a rather curious conclusion: he's a little in love with William Laurence.

all flowers in time by lastwingedthing (E, 7k, 2017) A splendid post-canon get-together where it's Laurence who pines after an oblivious Tharkay, rather than the other way around. Also, sex!

The consolations of possession.

Ship's Gossip by Spatz/@cactusspatz (M, 6k, 2019) AU where Laurence takes up Tharkay's offer to become a privateer and Tharkay joins Laurence on the ship; Laurence learns some things about Tharkay, and then about himself

Laurence is beginning to enjoy life as a privateer - though he cannot figure out why Tharkay should still be sailing out with them - when Temeraire decides to ask him about sodomy.

WILLIAM LAURENCE/NAPOLEON BONAPARTE

Dearest William by WerewolvesAreReal/@werewolves-are-real (T, 23k, 2016) Laurence and Napoleon are pen pals! Riotously funny, until it's heartbreaking

Napoleon sends a letter to the upstart sea-captain who stole his dragon, Laurence sends one back, and a correspondence begins under the uneasy eye of the admiralty. When Laurence had admitted the matter to Granby his lieutenant exclaimed, “God, does Boney want you drawn and quartered as a traitor?” which seems perfectly possible.

i sing of arms and the man by Jack_R (M, 21k, 2020) Ancient Rome AU (and really good dragon-related worldbuilding)! Laurence longs for the days of the Roman Republic, but Rome's new emperor is rather adept at persuasion

‘You think me a far worthier man than I am,’ he says, then. ‘No,’ Napoleone says, softly, ‘I don’t think I do at all.’

L'envoyé céleste triomphant de la Maladie. Antoine-Jean Gros (1813) by VerdetCadet/@verdet-cadet (G, 3k, 2023) A League of Dragons captured-by-Napoleon fic involving a rather appalling painting and Tharkay and Granby being the world's funniest wingmen (ha)

"Given what he has done with the barest civility on my part, I cannot think what he would do with the least encouragement." “Oh, no?” said Granby innocently, a sentiment that provoked a raised eyebrow from Tharkay over his glass, and in Laurence, a strangeness in the pit of his stomach. Or: Napoleon is an enthusiastic patron of the arts. Laurence's best friends lovingly suss out his willingness to bone Napoleon for political gain and strategic expediency.

Ordinance of Fate by by WerewolvesAreReal/@werewolves-are-real (T, 13k (WIP), 2022) *slamming hand on table rythmically* soulmate AU soulmate AU soulmate AU soulmate AU

The name comes when he is 15, and Laurence hides it immediately. Then at the age of 22 Laurence reads a letter from an old shipmate who writes that “the troops in Italy were routed by some new General of theirs, Napoleon Bonaparte-"

Doctrine on Worship by Kangoo/@youngster-monster (G, 6k, 2021) AU where Laurence becomes a priest instead of joining the Navy, and meets Temeraire anyway - but Temeraire's captain takes an interest in his dragon's new friend

“You do not strike me as a man well versed in selfishness. Perhaps you ought to try it; you might find it easier to understand my presence then." In which Laurence made a different choice, a long time ago, which changes very little in the long run.

OTHER SHIPS

Tender Like a Bruise by VerdetCadet/@verdet-cadet (T, 5k, 2024) Granby/Little - Granby struggles with the shame and trauma of losing his arm; Augustine Little is there for him

It is not a good time to be short an arm, if there ever was such a thing. Granby has always prided himself on his competence and his easy good cheer. Now, at a stroke, he finds himself lacking in both.

revelry by WerewolvesAreReal/@werewolves-are-real (E, 2k, 2018) Tharkay/Laurence/Granby/Little - Post-canon Tharkay & Laurence invite Granby & Little over to visit, delightful and unabashedly voyueristic sexytimes ensue

Little suddenly turns away and throws himself down on the couch where Laurence previously sat, drunkenness making him stumble a little. He leans heavily against Tharkay, who doesn't mind, and tosses Granby a jaunty salute. “Now you must kiss him, John. I know how long you have wanted to; you will always regret it if you do not."

What comfort I can by VerdetCadet/@verdet-cadet (M, 5k, 2023) Laurence/Granby - Amnesiac!Laurence has suspicions about the nature of his relationship with Granby. Second in a two-part series, part one is also splendid! I just have a fatal weakness for the amnesia era ok

The truth of Laurence's treason comes out while Laurence is still aboard the Potentate. Laurence's half formed memories are just there enough for dangerous conjecture. Granby is there to offer what comfort he can.

That Dare Not Speak Its Name by WerewolvesAreReal/@werewolves-are-real (E, 11k (WIP), 2024) Laurence/Granby - Laurence covers for Little and Granby and discoveries are made. The dialogue and introspection are so very delicious I'm SO INVESTED AUGH

After an incriminating letter is discovered, Granby is caught out as an invert – and everyone knows his lover is another captain. Since the companion of a common Yellow Reaper would not be spared the noose, Laurence declares that it's him. Over time, he starts to wish it really were.

Uncharted by novembersmith/@novembersmith (E, 5k, 2009) Laurence/Granby/Tharkay - Laurence and Granby are together and Tharkay is mortified, until he's given quite good reason not to be

Tharkay had had the dubious pleasure of watching Laurence and Granby being blissfully in love for several weeks now.

Foibles by VerdetCadet/@verdet-cadet (M, 3k, 2023) Laurence/Tharkay and Laurence/Napoleon, sort of - Tharkay likes roleplaying and Laurence is not displeased by the role Tharkay takes on this time

Tharkay, faced with an inconvenience he was forced to endure or a problem his mind could not set aside, found his ease by simply Not Being Tharkay for a time.

An Alchemy of Character by PepperHoney (G, 7k, 2023) Tharkay/Granby - Tharkay and Granby compete for Laurence's affections, until they find a more fulfilling use of their time

Granby and Tharkay have been watching each other court Laurence to no avail for years now. It's something of a game between them, truly, one whose success they don't really believe in anymore. It takes a long journey aboard the Allegiance for them to realise--perhaps, if Laurence can't be reached, someone else can.

GEN

Smooth Water All Our Days by 20thcenturyvole (T, 37k, 2021) Technically Laurence/Tharkay (and they're lovely here) but much more gen-focused. Post-canon, Laurence, with his family's help, gets Temeraire's political career off the ground; meanwhile, Tharkay investigates a conspiracy. Also, parties!

Laurence desires nothing more than to retire to Tharkay's estate and help Temeraire get to Parliament, for what more could he want than a place in Britain with space enough for a dragon, and the company of a dear friend? But wars rarely end so neatly. Bellicose lords, Bourbon princes, errant heirs and shadowy forces threaten to undermine the very peace that Laurence and Temeraire fought to obtain, and ruin the happiness that Laurence was just beginning to glimpse.

remember (you deserve this) by WerewolvesAreReal/@werewolves-are-real (T, 10k, 2018) Laurence finds a different way to punish himself for the treason. Superb angst (mind the tags), and the last line of this fic d e s t r o y e d me

Laurence is pardoned for Temeraire's sake, but he manages to punish himself anyway.

Animal Husbandry by WerewolvesAreReal/@werewolves-are-real (G, 11k, 2017) Laurence is told that Temeraire accepted Dayes as his captain, but Laurence cannot forget the dragon he's lost.

Weeks after finding a dragon egg in the Amitie’s hold William Laurence reluctantly turns away and lets the Corps take Temeraire - but he doesn’t return to the Navy. He’s not an aviator, but somehow Laurence still ends up going down in history as the instigator behind the Great Dragon Rebellion of ‘06.

Captains by StrangerWithMyFace/@agentem (G, 2k, 2010) Perscitia (my beloved!!!) has a rough day; Wellington, in his roundabout way, is there to cheer her up. I am weak for Perscitia and Wellington bonding weak i say

Perscitia encounters two men at the London covert, and one of them is her captain.

Forays Into Human Sexuality (or whatever Laurence is doing) by WerewolvesAreReal/@werewolves-are-real (G, 1k, 2024) Laurence finds out that no, actually, not every man is secretly a repressed bisexual

Laurence says, “It is wholly natural, anyway, with no women around.”

[kitchenisking]

Seires Fic Rec Part 13

Eighth Night of Chunnuka

Hot Nerd Alert by alisvolatpropiis - (Hot Nerd Alert) - (Rating: Not Rated, Words: 4,537, sterek)

Derek can't believe he's actually doing this: taking a selfie snap of the guy he’s been crushing on for weeks to prove to Danny that one, yes, he really does exist, and two, he really is that hot and thus he is totally justified in being too scared to make a move.

Or you know, even talk to the guy outside of the class they share.

In his defense, this isn’t just any guy. This THE guy. Hot Nerd. The utterly adorable but still somehow insanely sexy freshman in his twentieth century American Lit class who he’s been lusting over since the first day of the semester. If there were ever a time for him to be that person who tries to be subtle while taking snaps of other people, this is it. 

Inspired by this super cute fanart by prettiestalpha.

This is Home by JoMouse - (This is Home) - (Rating: T, Words: 3,451, sterek)

Derek gets a letter carrying a familiar scent from an unknown person. He drops everything and returns to Beacon Hills for the first time in fifteen years.

Written for A Very Sterek Summer. Day 5, Theme: Reunion.

If the ley lines you should follow by forestofbabel - ( Ley Lines ) - (Rating: T, Words: 52,111, sterek)

And Derek just stood there, staring at Stiles like he was a ghost.

“Dude, I know it’s been a while but you don’t have to look at me like you’re that surprised I’m hung over in the woods. It’s practically a tradition at this point.”

“Stiles?” Derek whispered, the name falling from his lips like a punch to the gut. Stiles watched, confused, as Derek took a deep breath in and took a shaky step forward then back again. “You’re not- you can’t be. Who are you?”

All I Ever Wanted by gabby227 - (Presidential Stiles and First Husband Derek) - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 24,297, sterek)

Based on a request on tumblr: 

In the midst of all of the Election 2016 craziness, I have discovered that I need President & First Husband Sterek. Either could have either position, but I’m really desperate for the ‘First Husband’ to be more interested in continuing their current career than getting involved in anything political. They show up for the really important stuff, but they don’t put much stock in the whole the ‘President’s spouse must do a political song and dance for the masses’. 

Or, rather, the first of several stories surrounding presidential!Stiles and first husband!Derek.

Reunion by Rising_Phoenix - (The New Hale Pack) - (Rating: G, Words: 5,221, sterek)

Stiles is in Beacon Hills, just in time for his ten-year high school reunion. Having been convinced to show up there, he meets the last person he wants to me, one Scott McCall, the werewolf who once had been his best friend, his brother, before he had told him that humans can not be part of a pack and abandoned him after graduation. But it's Scott who will be surprised by not only Stiles being there, but also by the backup that has decided to show up supporting him...

Pretty Little Wolf by ItsMe_Basil  - ( Pretty Little Wolf) - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 82,164, sterek)

Derek has heard stories about the Spark -the kind of stories that would have his younger self cowering under the blankets. The kind of stories that had Derek stick close to the pack. But when Derek is in trouble, and the pack isnt around, Derek finds himself in the care of said Spark, and he finds out fairly quickly that he's not all he seems to be. Stiles, he finds out, isn't a villain at all. Derek's only heard one side of the story for four years, and now it's time for him to hear the other side from his mate. *-* "Pretty little wolf," he hummed, stepping closer and kneeling beside Derek. Even in his death fogged brain, he recognized the words spoken. The words that were tattooed along his hip bone. The man reached a hand out, long bony fingers brushing against Derek's jaw. That's when recognition dawned on him. He knew this boy -not personally, but he'd seen pictures. This was the Spark. The one Scott had warned him about since Derek had returned to Beacon Hills four years ago. His mate. "Fuck me," Derek gasped out, dropping his head on the step. "Let's get you better, first, shall we, Puppy?" The Spark hummed.

Not Quite According to Plan by Phlinting - (A Spark of Hope and the Butterfly Effect ) - (Rating: Mature, Words: 23,261, sterek)

It's been eleven years since Scott was bitten by a feral werewolf and, despite his pack's many victories along the way, Gerard Argent's influence lives on. As the knowledge of the supernatural spread to the general population so did the hatred and fear of the unknown. The McCall pack has been picked off one by one and Stiles, Sheriff Stilinski, and Peter Hale are the only three left, on the run and barely surviving.

But Stiles has found a spell. He has the magic, the spark, and his belief. He has his dad and Peter to help power it and he has the will and desperation to succeed.

He's going back to the Hale fire and this time he's going to stop it ALL before it starts.

It's the perfect solution. Too bad things never go quite according to plan...

Another Alpha by ThePornFairy - (Wash your hands) - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 1,147, sterek)

When Stiles comes home with news, things don't exactly go as planned.

or

Wash your hands as thoroughly as Derek scrubs another alpha's scent off of Stiles skin

Blue Light (i'm waiting for it, that) by zanni_1 (zanni_scaramouche) - (In Your Eyes (the light, the heat) - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 19,743, sterek)

Derek pays him to dance, Stiles enjoys the sex on the side, and that’s all that ties them together. Whatever else the enigmatic man does is none of Stiles’ fucking business.

Stiles works at a club owned by infamous Derek Hale, leader of the largest criminal organization this side of the country. As they twirl closer together police and rival gangs start to gain the upper hand, forcing everyone's loyalty to be questioned.

Body On My by nymphe - (Losin’ All My Innocence) - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 2,333, sterek)

“I’m serious, Derek. Like really sensitive,” Stiles says, a little muffled by where he’s shoving his face into Derek’s shirt.

Stiles’ neck is sensitive. Derek takes advantage of it.

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sobbing this was so beautiful. the tenderness and the gentle curiosity of judith watching daryl fall in love w reader UGHHHHH im emotional

Peek-A-Boo

A/N This is a Daryl / Reader story told through Judith’s perspective. This is what most of you wanted to see from the vote - so I hope you enjoy the fluff!​

Summary: The story of Aunt and Uncle Dixon told through the eyes of Judith Grimes.

Masterlist

Buy Me A Coffee

The very first memory Judith Grimes had of her uncle and her aunt was from back when they weren’t even known as Aunt and Uncle Dixon — well, not to her at least.

She’d been two, or maybe even three years old at the time. She knew she was young, since the memory itself was fuzzy, blurred like an old photograph left out in the sun — like the picture of her and her brother as the years drew on. But even then, their faces hadn’t really changed, nor had the way they looked at each other.

Judith Grimes had been two and a half, perhaps bordering on three, when her world went dark.

That sounded ominous-

It hadn’t really — but at the time she didn’t know any better.

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Boys Over Flowers fic recs

Here is my fic rec list for 2024! Not all fanfics are from this year, these are just the ones I caught myself reading and enjoying.

Bearing Weight by Kalira

Woo Bin would do anything for his friends - for any of them. If all he can do is be there, and try to pry Ji Hoo out of his own head . . . well, that's what he's there for. Whether Ji Hoo really wants to allow support or not.

This one was a nice gem to find this year. I love fics focused on the F4 friendship and the Woobin and Jihoo one has been on my mind lately (mostly because I keep writing them interacting in my own fic), so I was very happy when I saw someone post a fic focused on them. It's great and a nice character exploration of them (and even Jihoo's grandfather)!

A Chance Encounter by GrannyWeatherwax

Alternate Universe Five years after Gu Jun Pyo goes ahead with his marriage to Ha Jae Kyung, Gu Jun Pyo and Geum Jan Di find themselves snowed-in at a familiar ski resort on Christmas Eve.

I've recommended this one before and I'll recommend it again because I can. I don't know why I keep reading AUs where things start out wrong for this ship, I think I just like suffering 😂. My favorite thing in this fic is how the writer got in Jandi's head and her job.

Daomings Play for Keeps by Anna_Dromeda

Set during episode eight, Shancai never goes down to the beach and kisses Lei, but instead wakes up Ah Si in her usual violent manner and tells him to get his lazy butt down to the beach to comfort his friend during his time of crisis. This goes about as well as you would expect. Shancai, realizing she has feelings for both boys, gets it into her head that she is just a game to Daoming Si, and vows to play to win. Her proposal? A one-month trial period of no fighting or possessive idiocy. His solution? A relationship agreement. What could possibly go wrong here?

This fic is so funny i can't even begin to describe it. Love the interactions between the F4 and how over the top everything is (very in character). Seriously recommend.

Even If I Can’t Remember You by Toffeemond

Tsukasa didn’t remember Tsukushi and that was the end to their love story. Or it should have been. But eight years later, two grown people get a second chance to pick up the pieces and try again.

Again, I'm torturing myself with a fic where this ship start out suffering. It's really good and the side ships caught me by surprise. Waiting for the updates.

The Imperial House by HelenRourke

Tsukushi Makino wanted nothing more than to live an ordinary life. Enrolled as a scholarship student at the elite Eitoku Academy, she was counting down the days until she graduated. Then she could reach her goal of going to a University in America. However, she didn’t know her future had been decided for her, by her grandfather, before she had ever been born. What fate, you may ask? It seems that Tsukushi has been destined to marry the Prince of Japan.

This one started recently, so it only has two chapters yet but I'm keeping an eye on it because it looks promising. I've always wanted to read a royalty au about them!

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KFP Fanfics I'm Currently Enjoying: A Short Rec List

A (very brief) list of fanfics that I've been reading recently:

Those Hidden Moments: a fantastic series of TiPo oneshots. Excellent in-character writing with just the right amount of subtle angst.

Parenthood and World Domination: I am such a sucker for marriage-and-parenthood fluff fics where the couple feels like they're friends and partners. Also Lei Lei is an adorable little menace.

Legends of a Team: A collection of connected oneshots about Po integrating into life at the Jade Palace shortly after the first movie. Features excellent character work and a slowburn friendship (if that's the right word for it?). VERY worth the read if you haven't read it yet.

The Days: One of those amazing longform stories that FEELS like a canon movie. It's got pirates, kung fu, and an asshole side character you love to kinda-love-kinda-hate. Plus it's still early in the story and updating, so you get that kick of adrenaline every time it updates! What's not to love?

I Mist You: A short "deleted scene"-style oneshot following KFP4 where Tai Lung and Shifu reconcile. (The "typo" is intentional.)

As you can see most of these are TiPo fics (what? I can't help myself lol) with some excellent plot and character work. I highly recommend popping over to AO3 and checking them out!

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Recs H/D Career Fair

After an annoying fandom slump I am finally reading again 🎉 I thought this deserved to be celebrated somehow so here are my favorites from Career Fair so far. I’ll be adding fics to this list as I read more, so join me to spread the love for these while they fest is still running! :)

Fic:

🗺️ Connecting Lines, Connecting Crimes (M, 15k) - excellent geographer POC!Harry and a creative mystery full of politics and food porn

Magic is going haywire after ley lines all over the world are mysteriously failing. A cross-border Task Force is set up by the League of Wixen Nations with Expert Cartologist Draco Malfoy and Ley Line Specialist Pansy Parkinson being called in from Britain to work with Magi-Geographers Harry Potter and Parvati Patil in India. But can they get to the root of the issue before it's too late?

👻 if the bees know (T, 19k) - single dad!Draco and ghostbuster!Harry falling in love with Scorp and each other

Scorpius' playground is haunted, Harry specializes in helping ghosts pass on, and Draco just wants his son to be safe.

✍️ A Year In The Life (M, 19k) - 365 fifty-word microfics telling a love story in journal format, impressive and brilliant!

Draco Malfoy's life mightn't be the one he imagined growing up, but that doesn't matter, because Draco enjoys it nevertheless. He works at Flourish and Blotts, enjoys playing for the Islington Imps, his part-time Quidditch team, and spends his Sundays at St Neots, the home of his Mum, 'Dromeda, and Teddy. Best of all is Harry Potter, his beloved boyfriend, with whom Draco enjoys dancing, shagging, and watching Eastenders on Harry's big Muggle television. Life couldn't get any better. Life, however, has a tendency to change whenever you least expect it to.

Art:

👅 Holes (E) - tongues and piercings and hot tattoos coming together mmm

Harry gets up the nerve to get a piercing. And something else, too.

🎨 "H. J. Potter", (2019) oil on canvas, Draco Malfoy (G) - gorgeous intimate romance with artist!Draco

After building quite an illustrious career as a magical portrait artist, Draco Malfoy is commissioned to paint the official portrait for retired Head Auror and current pastry shop owner, Harry Potter, who must come to Draco's studio to sit for his portrait.

💌 Harry Potter Gets a Job (M) - hilarious and sweet with pining!Harry in denial and the Draco & Weasleys love we deserve

Harry returns home from Romania to find Arthur Weasley has a new apprentice, and there's an extra place set for dinner.

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the gentle tenderness of this entire fic. the soft, quiet intimacy… i am lowkey emotional at how incredible this was. their trust and love for one another can be seen even in small ways, like reader sitting behind him in the bath—where we know most of his scars are, a place he feels most vulnerable. and the thoughtfulness of making sure the water wasn’t too hot so he didn’t feel any pain. this was just written so… sensitively and gently and i am in tears at how warm and emotional it is.

Band-aid

TW: Mentions of torture/abuse at the hands of Saviors. Mild mentions of blood, scars, physical abuse. 

Hurt/Comfort.

Baths were always a comfort for you.

An escape.

The days before the world fell feel like a whole different lifetime. You absolutely hated your job, but you were always so excited to come home after a tedious 9-5 and indulge in an expensive bath bomb. It was such a luxury. Candles would illuminate the entire room as you took a video of the way the object bobbed along, fizzing, leaving multiple colours streaming in its wake, and of course, it went on Instagram.

You’d sit for hours in the warm water, staying until the very last possible moment until the water was just a little too cool - just as excited to get out and wrap yourself in the fluffiest towel you owned, reveling in the way your muscles felt like jelly afterwards. 

You’re fairly certain every single bath bomb in the world must have crumbled by now, nothing but colourful dust in their packaging. But that’s okay, you didn’t need a bath bomb or rose petals for the filled tub you were currently in - and the man tucked between your thighs couldn’t care less, he didn’t want any fancy essential oils or bright pink water. All he wanted was you.

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Follower Recs

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Hello~ Happy new year everyone 🥳 I have two recs, these are fics that I read a while ago but still remember fondly. Especially the furby one, It is definitely one of the most unique fics I have ever read. @misscellophane-ao3

The Proposal

by LFMH021 (@heyimbeessie)

T, 93k, Wangxian

Summary: For the record, Wei Wuxian has always been an idiot when it comes to love. He can’t believe he wouldn’t have realized his feelings towards Lan Wangji until there is a threat that could take the latter away from him: a rival. “I wish to ask for your nephew’s hand for marriage.” Wei Wuxian couldn’t help his mouth, smirking, he whispers behind Lan Xichen, “How about it, Zewu-Jun? Is Young Master Gen up to your liking?” “Lan Wangji, Hanguang-Jun, Second Jade of Lan, I wish to declare my intentions on courting you,” Gen Lei adds, standing up and bowing lowly – tone shaking but sincere, his cheeks and ears flushed. “What?”

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🧡 Song of Suibian and Bichen: Or, the Greatest (And Only) Furby Master of Demonic Cultivation

by moonwaif (@moonwaif)

T, 64k, Wangxian

Summary: “Young Master Wei,” Lan Qiren prompts, obviously ready to be done with this whole thing. “Have you decided what you will name your spiritual weapon?” Okay, so. Maybe Wei Wuxian actually is feeling a little sour. Knowing Zhan’er can hear him, he twirls the blade, saying offhand, “Whatever—anything’s fine.” Shuoyue makes a choking sound. Even Xuan Su nearly falls off his stack of pillows. Wei Wuxian grins. “Just kidding. I name him—” But it’s too late. Before he can finish speaking, 'Suibian' is already etched across the blade. Oops. In a world where cultivators and furbies bond together in order to manifest spiritual weapons, Wei Wuxian is matched with Zhan'er, a stodgy, stuck-up Lan sect furby who hates him. Meanwhile, Lan Wangji is matched with the irreverent Xianxian, a rogue furby who came down from the Immortal Mountain to do heroic deeds and have a good time. Can the four of them figure out a way to work together without driving each other up the wall? And what happens when the Wen sect attacks?

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(Please REBLOG as a signal boost for these hard-working authors if you like – or think others might like – these stories.)

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Can you rec fics where Stiles interacts with 2 Dereks? Like clone Derek or deaged Derek along with normal Derek? Maybe alternate universe visiting? Something like Closed Circuit by the_deep_magic or the ley lines series by forestofbabel. You have helped me so much with what you do! Thank you!❤️❤️

Sure! Try these ones.

Closed Circuit by the_deep_magic | 3.6K | Explicit

Don’t piss off the witch on the third floor. Well, not too often.

If the ley lines you should follow by forestofbabel | 52.1K

And Derek just stood there, staring at Stiles like he was a ghost.

“Dude, I know it’s been a while but you don’t have to look at me like you’re that surprised I’m hung over in the woods. It’s practically a tradition at this point.”

“Stiles?” Derek whispered, the name falling from his lips like a punch to the gut. Stiles watched, confused, as Derek took a deep breath in and took a shaky step forward then back again. “You’re not- you can’t be. Who are you?”

The (less) Broken Road by theroguesgambit | 4K

Stiles and Derek find themselves in an alternate reality where Derek's still an Alpha, many of their lost friends are alive and well, and their alternate selves are apparently in a serious, long-term relationship.

With each other.

...Weird, right?

In Any Version of Reality by alisvolatpropiis | 39.8K | Explicit

Standing next to not-Derek – whoa, holding not-Derek’s hand? – is someone who looks remarkably like Stiles. Is Stiles, a slightly-altered replica, just like this guy both is and isn't Derek.

It’s not like looking into a mirror – one, because looking into a mirror actually makes some kind of sense, and two, because not-Stiles looks older too, mid twenties maybe. And the tips of his short, spiky hair are dark purple, and he’s got a lip ring and he’s shirtless and covered in tattoos and what the holy hell?

“Time travel?" He's sufficiently freaked. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he hears his dad laughing.

A soul fractured to the bone (searching for someone who can make you whole) by MemeKon | 7.1K | Explicit

“You have to merge the two sides together, Stiles. Through mating. Sexual magic is second in power only to blood magic. And the latter one is too dangerous and volatile to be feasible.”

“They have to... With each other?” He inquires; and although hello there spank bank material for the rest of eternity, the issue still stands that “They kind of can’t tolerate each other? Or at least Other!Derek doesn’t tolerate regular Derek.”

“Oh, I see.” There’s the distinct sound of paper rustling. “That’s… less fortunate but still doable. They will need a link. A nexus to help them fix the broken bond between instinct and reason. Someone who both sides trust and have a connection with. Is there anyone who the wolf has shown a particular attachment to, Stiles? Or even someone whom he lets near it?”

There is.

No Place Like Idaho by ElleCC | 16.2K

“Look, man," Scott says, "if you really don’t want to go, you don’t have to. Derek will understand, I’m sure.”

“Derek. What does Derek—?”

“Hey, look at the time.” Scott hops off the bed. “If you’re coming, get a move on. Train to catch.”

“Fine, fine.” Rolling his eyes and muttering under his breath about best friends, man, Stiles pushes around the boxes of ammo before picking two.

Scott peers over his shoulder. “Uh, we’re not going to war, dude. We’re going to Idaho.”

Something I’m Not Seeing by HaleHole (SweetFanfics) | 6K

There’s a world of a difference between Derek’s past and present self. To the point that Stiles pretty much considers them to be two different people who just happen to have the same name.

Time To Say Goodbye by matildajones | 34.3K

Derek finds an older version of himself at his front door, along with Stiles, a boy from the future.

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HD Fan Fair 2023 recs

Here are some of my favorite fics from @hd-fan-fair 2023. Listed in alphabetical order.

Connecting Lines, Connecting Crimes by sleepstxtic [15k]

Magic is going haywire after ley lines all over the world are mysteriously failing. A cross-border Task Force is set up by the League of Wixen Nations with Expert Cartologist Draco Malfoy and Ley Line Specialist Pansy Parkinson being called in from Britain to work with Magi-Geographers Harry Potter and Parvati Patil in India. But can they get to the root of the issue before it's too late? Featuring: an excessive use of holograms, numerous references to food, and lots and lots (and lots!) of travel.

Fawning Over You by toxik_angel [39k]

Harry's not sure which would be worse: Ron and Hermione finding out he buys Draco Malfoy's premium pornography and an extra gift off his wishlist every week, or Draco Malfoy finding out Harry has a horrible, distracting, embarrassing crush on him. Alt title: Whore-ton Hears a Harry.

Full Fathom Five by Sita_Z [17k]

“Draco Malfoy is not a merman, and he does not perform for an audience in a tank,” Hermione said crossly. Harry had thought this would be just an ordinary holiday…

Half Sick of Shadows by @starquestingfordrarry [39k]

Harry and Draco have been sleeping together for months, and it's fine. It's enough for Harry. But when things finally start to feel like the more Harry's been hoping for, a strange tapestry project has him worrying he won't ever get the chance. Or: the one with sheep, dragons, and a whole lot of weaving metaphors.

if the bees know by @oflights [19k]

Scorpius' playground is haunted, Harry specializes in helping ghosts pass on, and Draco just wants his son to be safe.

To have a Home by Aulophobia [126k]

Not quite a decade after the war, Draco Malfoy was happy with his quiet little Muggle life in Oxford. He had a small group of friends from the university he’d attended, and colleagues from the law firm where he worked as a solicitor. He played folk music on his violin around the city. And he volunteered to provide legal services getting mostly idiot teenagers out of trouble with the law. His life was full. He had no contact with the magical world, and all was the way he liked it. And the feeling of emptiness in his chest, the feeling some part of him was missing, was at least better than the alternative. Or at least it was until the last few months when he kept getting called down to the police station to get Harry Potter out of trouble. Indecent exposure and possession was one thing, but the latest charge was for murder. OR Harry and Draco find each other again after the war in Oxford, a completely non-magical city. Together they solve the mystery of the city which hates all wizards but them.

I hope you enjoy these stories as much as I did!