Come one, come all, and bring me your recs! Happy Tuesday everyone, and I’m so excited to hear about a work of yours. Will you self-rec me something you’ve made?
Maybe you’re extra proud of it, maybe you got an unkind comment on it, maybe it’s a little older or an unusual pairing. I want to hear about it! You’re also welcome to rec a friend if you prefer, though self-recs are highly encouraged here.
How does this work? Reblog this post with a self-rec and a link to your piece. Everyone is welcome to play along. All ships, all fandoms, all ratings and content, all media (fic, art, podfic, moodboards, playlists, rec lists, so on) are welcome.
You don’t need to be tagged to participate, but you’re also invited to tag friends to play too if you want. And of course, if you don’t want to reblog, you could inbox me or comment with your rec.
I went back and forth on what to share, but I decided to go with my fic Dream by the Fire, even though it’s a Christmas story and completely out of season, because it comes with the bonus of being able to rec the amazing podficthat@atgranger did of it!
This story is 11K words of fluff in the form of coffee shop owner Harry, Magic/Muggle historian Draco, and Draco’s tattoos, which are imbued with sense-memories. When I was writing it, I had a lot of fun with taking my own practice of using tattoos to tell my story, projecting it onto Draco, and then dialing it up a notch with ✨magic✨.
Excerpt:
“Right. How about…” Malfoy pushed his right sleeve up, exposing part of his upper arm. “This one.” He indicated a Slytherin crest on his tricep. Harry laughed.
“Sure, why not.” He pressed two fingers against the skin, lightly goosebumped from its exposure to the cool air. Harry spoke the incantation, and he was under.
The sensations were unfamiliar, and not as straightforward as those of the snitch tattoo. It tasted a bit like absinthe, but also expensive chocolates. The scent was cool, damp stone and crackling wood fire. The emotions were harder—pride and belonging, but also a sort of… separateness that he couldn’t quite quantify. “Huh,” he said as he came out of it. “That was a bit more complicated than I expected.”
“I have complicated feelings about it,” Malfoy replied.
Bonus photo of my own phoenix tattoo (that I got well before I read any phoenix tattoo fics and which makes me extremely fond of that particular trope) below the cut; warnings for slight side boob (lol), some odd scar tissue, and some talk about surgery.
I am super late to the party BUT I can only recommend all over to check the fic out! Stick to the text version if you don’t want to listen to my voice or just prefer reading - I honestly don’t care, but you NEED to read Dream by the Fire(orlisten to it). It is SUCH a gorgeous fic.
