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Fic Rec Friday (2/4 hopefully)

I’m going out-of-town in a few hours where there is no internet (halp me), and I haven’t even packed anything yet but I promised this would happen, so here I am, albeit a week delayed.

I thought I would try to be organized for once and post fic recs for only one fandom every week, going through the 1 of the fic folders on my phone and recommending what I liked best. but, but… I’ve been feeling very down this whole week and realized that not one fandom alone could satisfy me. Ergo, for this week, I’m gonna recommend you 4 fics, at least one fic for fandom.

HERE YOU GO: 

Harry Potter - Draco/Harry

How Do You Mend a Broken Heart by mahaliem - In order to keep custody of his children, Draco needs to find a spouse that will shore up the Malfoy family’s tattered reputation. But what starts off as a means to an end gets more complicated when Draco’s target reawakens feelings in him that he hasn’t had in a long while, and Draco starts to feel alive for the first time since his wife’s death.

-Epilogue-friendly.I usually stick to EWE fics, but Mahaliem’s fics are always an exception. How I adored Draco (and his kids) in this. Funny and witty, and wonderfully written, as always.

The Boy Who Only Lived Twice by lettered - Unspeakable Harry Potter was assigned to a different to his new handler for a case. In their profession, their identities are their best-kept secret and keeping up disguises with the use of Polyjuice Potion is a lifestlyle. Intrigue, adventure and mayhem occur. 

- EWE. gods this fic. I stayed up all night just to read this. Honestly, one of the best works I’ve ever read. I think this is the only fic I’ve read that focuses on loving the essence of a person, regardless of appearance. just, ugh, no words could explain how much I adore this fic. JUST READ IT. You’re welcome.



TBC - am putting the other fic recs on different text posts just so i could tag them better.

Merlin Fic Rec - Mind the Gap by Lamardeuse

“I’m absolutely mad about you,” Arthur blurted. “You and your pale, pale skin that never sees the sun.”

“You make me sound like a bat,” Merlin said, leaning in, nose brushing Arthur’s.

A lovely, lovely bat,” Arthur said, just before Merlin’s mouth closed over his.

(x)

Just read it. Lamardeuse is one of the best writers I’ve first encountered in the fandom.

Dear Arthur, hope all is well at home. Saw a fat boar snorting around in the undergrowth today; thought of you. All my love, Morgana.

Arthur rolled his eyes, though he carefully folded and pocketed the letter, and briefly wondered if perhaps he ought not have absorbed such vast quantities of sympathy and custard in recent weeks.


(X)

Fic Rec: The Colour of Cartoon Sunshine

JD (junkshop_disco) made me remember why Bradley/Colin became my first rp otp ever. The writing’s so damn good, and like I said before, I breathe in fics that makes me warm, and makes me feel all these feelings that it makes my stomach hurt (in a good way), and this is one of those fics. I’m also a sucker for fics that evokes such a quiet feel to it - it makes it so much more real, especially if it depicts ordinary, things you encounter everyday, stuff, and it matters because you could relate to it, but somehow the writer makes those moments just for them and that makes it extraordinary and you feel kind of fortunate because it feels like they made you see those moments, making you a part of them. I will probably make a more coherent review/rec once I’m done with it but I’m reading it so very slowly just to savour each word. I promise you one thing though, I will keep coming back to this fic whenever I feel kind of gloomy, like I will to a thick, fuzzy, snuggly blanket for cold nights. <3

When Colin was a kid, he thought falling in love would be like falling into a vat of custard. He imagined that it would be nice and comforting, thick and supportive, sweet-smelling, delicious, and the colour of cartoon sunshine. Falling in love with Bradley is nothing like falling into a vat of custard. If he had to liken it to anything, it’d be repeatedly catching the exact same part of his shin on the corner of a bed frame in the dark: every time he walks into it, he feels like an idiot for not being able to avoid it because he knew it was there.

Gods, I can’t recommend it enough. Just read it HERE. You just might thank me for it. Ohohoho! <3

“Did he know then that you loved him?” and there’s a whimper in the background, broken, and something tells Eduardo that this isn’t a game, isn’t a prank, isn’t a mistake or a coincidence — this is real, whatever it is, and it contorts, crosses vessels and veins in him and makes everything light, everything painful and distant, fuzzy at the edges but too fucking clear in the middle, at the heart of it, where it all comes together, where the focus burns true; something tells him that it’s not just a weary longing that never really died that makes that sound, that harsh little moan in the periphery into something sacred, familiar — something like heartbreak against his ear.The car hits a hard bump in the road; he barely feels the impact. “Does he know now?”Even more than before, those words strike a chord, regardless of the context, regardless of what’s happening and who it’s happening to, regardless of the insane images, the half-connected thoughts that are racing through Eduardo’s head; and with hands shaking, heart pounding to the point of hysteria, to the point of lethality, to the point where he doesn’t even think about breathing — he tries not to panic, tries not to jump to the conclusions that he’s already steeped in, already paid heed.Shivering, frantic: Eduardo tries to steady his resolve, tries to listen, and make sense of something, anything — all of it, or just a piece. He tries.He nearly drops the goddamned phone when he hears the voice that comes out next. (x)
“Did he know then that you loved him?” and there’s a whimper in the background, broken, and something tells Eduardo that this isn’t a game, isn’t a prank, isn’t a mistake or a coincidence — this is real, whatever it is, and it contorts, crosses vessels and veins in him and makes everything light, everything painful and distant, fuzzy at the edges but too fucking clear in the middle, at the heart of it, where it all comes together, where the focus burns true; something tells him that it’s not just a weary longing that never really died that makes that sound, that harsh little moan in the periphery into something sacred, familiar — something like heartbreak against his ear.

The car hits a hard bump in the road; he barely feels the impact. “Does he know now?”

Even more than before, those words strike a chord, regardless of the context, regardless of what’s happening and who it’s happening to, regardless of the insane images, the half-connected thoughts that are racing through Eduardo’s head; and with hands shaking, heart pounding to the point of hysteria, to the point of lethality, to the point where he doesn’t even think about breathing — he tries not to panic, tries not to jump to the conclusions that he’s already steeped in, already paid heed.

Shivering, frantic: Eduardo tries to steady his resolve, tries to listen, and make sense of something, anything — all of it, or just a piece. He tries.

He nearly drops the goddamned phone when he hears the voice that comes out next. (x)

(Source: cookiestome)

H/D fic rec

So okay, I think h/d lovers have already read this but it’s still worth sharing. Gods, I could go on and on about this fic if i have all the words, but all I can say is that Sara writes the most amazing h/d fics. She also wrote Turn, which is still a WIP but she just updated it last week, and which I also recced.

Foundations is a sequel to Reparations, which is a multi-chaptered fic where Harry is training to be a healer and he got to work under Draco in Chem Dep for a month. Warm, fuzzy fics, with the characters fully pictured out (including OCs), quirks and all, which contains this quiet intimacy and ALL THESE FEELINGS, are the stories that I hoard and keep close to my heart forever. The fact that Reparations also contained plot made me even love this arc more. <3 Reparations, however, mostly focuses on Harry and Draco’s growing relationship, which I will never get enough of.

If I could, I would quote the whole fic, because it contains these little moments, these beautiful blocks that fleshes out the characters and makes them real, and so memorable. So yeah, go read Foundations now, now, now.

getting too attached at wips sometimes hurt.

I’ve been searching for an update to this bakery au!fic and refreshing this page almost everyday with no change kills me.

and i apparently read too much au fics. :3

so apparently i rec fic every night

how come THIS AWESOME FIC has no continuation????? it’s been in my bookmark for more than a year.

The Eagle Fic Rec

I’ve never seen The Eagle but THIS is so effing good. Well, stripper!au fic is a necessity for every fandom. But, yeah. Everyone MUST read this.

moping + mahlin fic rec

My sister left me to clean the house and apparently kill roaches. kill me. kill me now. :( but at least i have this fluff for consolation.

that was a merlin au!fic, where merlin is a barista and arthur is his ill-suffering customer. enjoy!