edyls: (arthur/eames)
After watching Inception for the fourth time last night, it struck me how I haven't actually read any Arthur/Eames fic even though I consider them one of my OTPs. So, I made it my mission to find a nice, long fic and stumbled across this gorgeous domestic!verse by [livejournal.com profile] gyzym. I literally stormed right through from the beginning to the end and didn't take a break until I was done. It's warm and fuzzy and made me tingle all over, but at the same time it's hot and believable and not too fluffy at all. I didn't even know what to do with myself when I'd finished it all, to be quite honest.

Since this is supposedly my personal fic/book/anything really recommendation LJ, I thought I'd rec one of my all-time favourite Teen Wolf fics, (sacred) in the ordinary by idyll. Basically it's one huge pack!fic with a really, really slow build up to the Derek/Stiles. It's not really one of those fics that goes from Derek hating Stiles to them being all lovey-dovey and extra fluffy but it starts with the pack already formed and strong and comfortable with each other and with Stiles and Derek as the two Alphas of the pack (although Stiles is only Alpha unofficially, since he's still human). However, it wasn't even the shipping that drew me to this fic - it was that the pack was portrayed in such a primal, non-verbal and sensual way that I could not stop reading. Honestly. (And I have a bit of a thing for the rest of the pack knowing about Stiles and Derek before even they do, so.)

One more rec, and then I'm out.

Here I Dreamt I Was An Architect by xylodemon (for some reason my LJ isn't letting me link to her properly)
Harry Potter; Minerva Mcgonagall, Dumbledore's Army; 2700 words; PG
Over a month had passed, but Hogwarts still smelled of blood and dust and smoke.

edyls: (hp)
Got a delicious account today and spent a good couple of hours transferring a ton of bookmarked fics, recs and masterposts into it, since I've accidentally deleted all my (non-retrievable!) bookmarks at least four times before. Oops. While going through my *HUGE* folder of Remus/Sirius I reread a few of my favourite fics and wow, the nostalgia. Shame I wasn't on LJ when RS was the big thing, since I'm still catching up on some of the most read fics in the wolfstar fandom. (Oh, apparently they've renamed themselves stargazers, or something? Both ship and shipper names make me cringe a little every time, to be honest.)

I plan on doing a huge RS rec post in the future, although it'll be mainly for self-reference since I'm not too sure anyone even writes RS fic anymore, but in the meantime I thought I'd rec a few of my favourites that I've just transferred. I'm sure there's more that I haven't moved over yet, but I'll save those for another time, ey.

The Shoebox Project by [livejournal.com profile] ladyjaida and [livejournal.com profile] dorkorific
I can't even find an acceptable summary for this, like, no. If you ship RS and you haven't read this, then clearly you've been living under a rock for the last ten years. In short, it's a novel-length marauder epic based on Remus and Sirius through letters and notes and photos and whatever else is in the hypothetical "shoebox". It's funny and romantic and so, so realistic and you should read this regardless of if you ship it or not because it's just that good. And RS aside, the banter and the bromance and overall relationship between the marauders is beautifully written and I really just can't put into words how much I love this fic ok JUST GO NOW NOW NOW.*

Abner of Astlegate's Most Splendid Pox by [livejournal.com profile] sheafrotherdon
Sirius climbed back into bed and fwumped down beside him. “Moony, I don’t want you to turn into a chicken.”
Remus turned his head and gave him a look of supreme patience. “I’m not going to turn into a chicken.”
Sweet, with dialogue that had me dying with laughter.

Boiling Point by [livejournal.com profile] anniesj
Six hours stuck in a closet with someone you love -- it's the best kind of hell imaginable.
Hot hot hot, so in-character and so boyish and wow, it filled my hand-kink.

Seven Things That Didn’t Happen On Valentine’s Day At Hogwarts, Or Maybe They Did. by [livejournal.com profile] rageprufrock
“At seven thirty-six AM on February fourteenth, the giant squid climbed out of the Hogwarts lake, dragged itself in front of a nondescript part of the castle, and began to sing “Daisy”. Before the encore performance and right after a glorious vibrato finale, the squid dedicated the song to Severus Snape, who had appeared at one of the nondescript windows at twenty minutes ’till eight.”
This was hilarious, the marauders at their best. Brilliant.

Oh, Night, and Divine (The Selfish Wish Remix) by [livejournal.com profile] imochan
"Fucking ponce, look," James thrusts a sore-looking finger under Sirius's nose. "Your tap, your tap."
"You were swearing at it," he grins. He grins because the words taste like Remus, and he has a present in a brown paper bag, and he's going to ask him, again, it's been a year, and he's been good, and the world holly-red and perfect, even in this flat. 
"Lupin, you stop telling him blasphemies, you'll get coal again," says James, over the top of his head.
Remus flips him off with sleepy, white fingers. 
Lazy bastard, they all say, affectionately, and pile blankets onto the small body and funnel willow-cinnamon tea into his belly and lay him out, a bundle of warm-bread, a sacrifice for happiness – look at what we do, they say.

Oh, this is my favourite. Quiet and beautiful.

vast amount of bollocks by [livejournal.com profile] xylodemon
"Oh, good gods!" Snape spat. "That's disgusting!" 
"Mr. Moony thanks Professor Snape for his opinion, and asks him to keep his abnormally large nose out of other people's business." Lupin replied, mostly into Black's mouth.

Short and sweet.

the science of a tilting axis by [livejournal.com profile] setissma
I will not let this consume me, he thinks, but thoughts, like men, often fail.
Achingly beautiful.

doubt the curve of the earth by [livejournal.com profile] likespoons
Remus would doubt the curve of the earth before he’d doubt that Sirius means it.
Wonderfully written, I adore the structure.

beautiful, once by [livejournal.com profile] imochan
Too short to post a quote of it, but this ficlet was written so beautifully I could have cried.

to you, were winding by [livejournal.com profile] likespoons
Again, this is too short to quote but even so, it made me cry.

Gosh, I thought I had less than that. Will update with more soon, but this was enough to remind me why exactly RS is my OTP of all OTPs.

*If you still need convincing, have a scroll through this.



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