RUN DO NOT WALK to read this. Such a compelling, elegant, moving take on the bonding/red string of fate trope. Tee’s writing leaves me incoherent as usual, with that sharp inventive style that gets me itching to just devour all the words. Beautiful.
I was listening to this song after a 1-day writing break, and I got this idea and couldn’t not. Also inspired by @tackytigerfic’sOur Little Life which lives rent-free in my mind always <3
The Lesson
Drarry | Rated M | CW - grief, MCD-ish, suicide | 192 words
So moving, taut, and enthralling - p1nk has captured the epic sweeping feel of a classical tragedy in under 200 words. Go forth and luxuriate in this little beauty!
happy Tuesday! I don’t know about you all, but everyone around me seems to be having a difficult few weeks – so I’d love to spread a little extra love. For today’s TLC Zone, will you rec something recent that we might have missed? Self-recs are always encouraged, any medium (including recs, podfics, art, edits, playlists, info posts, etc.), any fandom, all are welcome. Define “recent” as broadly as you like! And the recs don’t have to happen on Tuesday. This is a no pressure space <3
Hi Starry ilysm, you are a beacon of all that’s good in the world. It brought a catch to my throat when I saw your writing popping up on my dash (master of microfics that you are, i mean check this out). And since I’m chatting about some rarepairs today I can’t not mention the beautiful art that @bluebutter-art recently created for your magnificent Harry x Teddy fic - see Surface Texturehere
Recently I’ve really been enjoying reading some rarepairs (thanks in large part to yesterday’s outpouring of love for @sitp-recs who is the rarepair queen!). Check the individual posts for ratings and warnings!
As for my own stuff, I haven’t written any rarepairs recently (though shoutout the 20k of Dron @sweet-s0rr0w and I co-wrote a few months back in Dreaming Skies) but I did recently write a ghost sex fic, a trope I’ve been trying to get into a story for ages and was great fun to write. It was also written for my third writing-versary and boy am i glad i found this fandom when i did, it has changed my life! Read it on Tumblr here, or here on AO3
Thanks for the tag, @teacup-tai! I’ve done this one before, so instead of reccing my five favourite fics, I’ll post a little extract from five of my most recent one-shots.
Rules: Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you’ve written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love
They say that Harry is the Golden Boy with fire in his eyes, that he shines bright and ignites fast. But when Neville looks up and watches Draco let loose in the air, he sees nothing but the sun.
Every night, Neville knows, he just knows, that they get to burn together.
And like the pastel macarons and sugar-rolled madeleines that Draco lays out for everyone, Neville wants a taste of that heat too.
“Oh, come off it,” Draco spits. “I’m not asking for your hand in marriage. That has nothing to do with this.” He lifts his chin. “And I’m a grown man, thank you very much.”
Remus looks at Draco’s badge. At his height. At his broad shoulders.
Yes, he supposes Draco is right about that.
“So let me ask you again… Remus,” Draco says slowly. He rolls Remus’s name on his tongue like a foreign word that he’s not quite sure how to say. That, despite his prior directness, he’s almost seeking permission to say. He looks at Remus and meets his gaze head on. “Would you like some company?”
Kielder Forest, Harry had said one night last week, rushing into Draco’s little office, where he’d always find him working under twinned lumos lights rotating over his head like two cells waiting to merge, like two stars ready to collide. One blue, one yellow. It helps with my eyes, Potter, Draco had explained way back when Harry plucked up the courage to ask him about it. Way back when they were still Malfoy and Potter. Poring over tiny writing all night’s a killer. Now get lost, I’m busy.
I’m sorry, what? Draco had asked him that night last week, ruffling a quill up against his temple, disturbing the neat fall of his hair. There had been a smudge of soot high up on his cheekbone from a raid earlier that morning, one Harry and Ron hadn’t been a part of, but Draco had.
“You died,” Malfoy says quietly, staring at him, his eyes still boring into him. It comes out of nowhere.
Harry stares back. “I did.”
“What did it feel like?”
Harry slips his fingers up higher, underneath the hem of Malfoy’s pyjamas, splaying them over his calf. He doesn’t play Quidditch anymore - neither of them do - but it’s still strong. Slender. Wiry.
“It was scarier coming back,” he admits, remembering all of the eyes on him, the expectations, the fear, the dread, the malice. He thinks of Malfoy, bleeding to death on the bathroom floor, practically alone. “Is that what it felt like for you?”
Malfoy pulls in a sharp breath. “Yes,” he whispers, but he doesn’t elaborate. He just continues to stare at Harry across the small space, grey eyes a brewing storm.
There had been a certain quality to Draco’s gaze when he first arrived here at the colony, all of those months ago, burdened with luggage and research and a flightiness in his eyes that spoke of a few years of not knowing where to land, where to root himself.
That sadness, that disquiet, has now settled into something that Charlie has watched grow and change over time, and when Draco’s cloudy grey gaze slides over to meet his own warm look now, it spreads itself open like a flower thankful for the sun.
Charlie, in a million years, never thought he’d find himself falling for a Malfoy, for a former teenaged Death Eater with a great spill of inked flowers on the inside of his arm, barely covering up the dark shame that rests underneath.
But here he is.
Tucking wildflowers into his hair like a lovesick knight courting a fair maiden.
Dralbus | T | 1.7k |Weddings and storms and the bittersweet feeling when your straight friend and sometime crush gets married (but at least his dad’s hot, right?)
This is everything, Scorp had said earlier, still giddy from the ceremony. I love you two, you know that? He had one arm around my shoulders, tugging me into him, and the other around Rose’s waist. Everyone I love, right here in one place. He turned to me, then, pressed a smacking kiss to my cheek, Rose giggling behind him. I hope – Al, he said, ardent as ever, I hope one day you get this lucky. You deserve it. Everything you want.
I wrote this, my first foray into cross-gen, for the lovely @sitp-recs, who’s been gracing fandom with her presence for two whole years now. When I was but a wee-un, staying up late into the night to devour longfic after longfic on my phone, months before I even dreamt of writing anything myself (or even had a Tumblr), I used to check out the latest sitp-recs rec to find my newest obsession. I discovered so many of my faves (and now my friends) through Liv, and I just thought it’s worth thinking about the sheer number of people who are probably doing the same as I did, right now. When I finally started writing, I remember thinking to myself that getting a sitp-recs rec would be like the highest fandom accolade. I couldn’t believe it the day it finally happened!
I only got chatting to Liv after joining fandom last year; we had friends in common and everyone was telling me how lovely she was, and of course they were absolutely right. It’s been great to get to know you, Liv, and to have someone else to shout about all my favourite fics with. I hope you’re having a wonderful day and feeling thoroughly loved and spoiled <3
(also, have a banner that I would hate to go unused!)
Catapulting its way straight into my list of all-time favourite rarepair fics comes Weather Warning. This Albus is so lovable, so charmingly down in the dumps… and then this Draco (who L always writes so brilliantly btw) with this frankness and confidence that is so compelling. As I said in a comment, I love that we’re never quite sure if he’s being solicitous or seductive (insert both is good gif here). A truly masterful getting-together fic with all the heat and tension of thousands of words packed into one scene.
happy Tuesday! I don’t know about you all, but everyone around me seems to be having a difficult few weeks – so I’d love to spread a little extra love. For today’s TLC Zone, will you rec something recent that we might have missed? Self-recs are always encouraged, any medium (including recs, podfics, art, edits, playlists, info posts, etc.), any fandom, all are welcome. Define “recent” as broadly as you like! And the recs don’t have to happen on Tuesday. This is a no pressure space <3
Hi Starry ilysm, you are a beacon of all that’s good in the world. It brought a catch to my throat when I saw your writing popping up on my dash (master of microfics that you are, i mean check this out). And since I’m chatting about some rarepairs today I can’t not mention the beautiful art that @bluebutter-art recently created for your magnificent Harry x Teddy fic - see Surface Texturehere
Recently I’ve really been enjoying reading some rarepairs (thanks in large part to yesterday’s outpouring of love for @sitp-recs who is the rarepair queen!). Check the individual posts for ratings and warnings!
As for my own stuff, I haven’t written any rarepairs recently (though shoutout the 20k of Dron @sweet-s0rr0w and I co-wrote a few months back in Dreaming Skies) but I did recently write a ghost sex fic, a trope I’ve been trying to get into a story for ages and was great fun to write. It was also written for my third writing-versary and boy am i glad i found this fandom when i did, it has changed my life! Read it on Tumblr here, or here on AO3
