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sparks and embers - chapter 18

Characters: Kylo Ren x Original Female Character, Poe Dameron x Original Female Character

Story Tags: Explicit (18+), Canon Compliant/Divergent (Set after TLJ), First Person POV, Love Triangle, Slow Burn, Enemies to Lovers, Porn with Plot, Hurt/Comfort, Kylo Ren hates Poe Dameron

Chapter 18 - Dynamic

Words: 4.5k

Chapter Tags/Warnings: Sexual content, Kylo Ren actually adhering to consent (Within fanfiction? In this economy!? It’s more likely than you think), dominant female/submissive male (These characters switch a lot in this story okay? Don’t @ me. Art imitates life.)

Author’s note: I haven’t been any measure of ‘okay’ lately, and have kinda been taking an indefinite hiatus from fandom and writing anything new. But I recently had some wonderful, uplifting comments written on AO3 for this story and it made my heart so full, enough to at least keep the reposting going for Tumblr. Once again, this is one of the chapters I look back on with a smile for how much fun I had writing it.

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Kylo's entire body remained unmoving. Stilled as stone. Although, in his energy I could sense his struggle to maintain such a frozen composure, determined not to show any sign of reaction to my words.

It made me curious, to soon feel the slightest hint of… envy in his aura.

I was oblivious to the rhythmic beeping of Cardo’s heartbeat on the monitor as a drowning silence hung in the air between us, waiting for him to supply some kind of response. Through the lingering hush, I was tormenting myself over another moment I’d granted Kylo to sense the failure of my shield, every fragment of my focus having been centred on the pleasure Poe has ignited with his words. I had assumed, so wrongly, that distance would have prevented my captor from noticing a break in the mental wall.

I wanted to know exactly what he’d felt, if he’d been permitted to see the images that flooded my mind, like the last time I’d lost my control. The assumption I was imagining him in that moment seemed to imply he hadn’t been afforded that ability in this instance.

I couldn’t be sure just yet.

It was an extremely long time before I heard his modified voice finally address me again.

“Who?” he seethed.

I almost recoiled at his choice of question, surprised at the one he would have bothered to ask.

Thank the maker.

The last thing I needed was more angered attention on members of the Resistance. I glared at him disobediently, feeling a little more confident in knowing I still had some secrets I could keep close. “Why do you care? My personal life should be nothing of your concern.”

“It usually wouldn’t be, but when my technological defences have been breached, I require the motive as well as the means.” While the voice that came out of his vocoder was concentrated with control, it wasn’t hard to feel the energy around him become erratic, each emotion sparking so quickly I couldn’t discern exactly what he was feeling.

“You think I’d make the effort to orchestrate this to allow some… time to myself, without any witnesses? You think I needed privacy that badly?”

He straightened his spine, emphasising his height, most likely in an attempt to appear menacing again. “Maybe I don’t believe you were alone.”

It would have been easy to refute his insinuation. To scoff at the thought of having a secret rendezvous with anyone on the Finalizer. However, an impulsive part of me wanted to know what his reaction would be if I didn’t.

“Would that trouble you?” I queried, raising my eyebrows in challenge.

I could hear the grinding of Kylo’s teeth through his mask, noticing the tensing of his hands into balls at his side. Abruptly they moved to his helmet, releasing its locks and hauling it off. His eyes were vicious as the fragmented metal dropped to the floor, a sharp clanking sound reverberating through the room.

“Kylo!” I shushed before he had a chance to answer the question I’d posed. “Do you want this conversation to remain private? Because it won’t if you make that kind of noise.”

Perfectly on cue, Risha’s figure rushed into the frame of the doorway. Kylo shifted slightly to keep his face out of her view, his eyes still glaring at me darkly, sending a clear demand to wave this intruder off.

“Alex? Are you okay in here?”

I placed a poised smile on my lips. “Everything’s fine. I’m just discussing this important patient’s condition with the Supreme Leader.”

Her eyes darted from my face to the back of Kylo’s head, clearly shocked to obtain even the smallest view of the unmasked man who led their Order.

“Are you sure?” she prodded, her following stare carrying a silent message, giving me the opportunity of an exit if I needed it.

I nodded firmly. “Absolutely.”

Risha’s mouth twisted in reluctance, being obvious an explosion of questions had erupted by the expression she wore. But the insistent look I shot back was enough for her to slink away from the room and back to the task our interaction had disturbed.

The second her footsteps began to fade from earshot Kylo completely closed the space between our bodies, his features set with a smouldering temper that seemed barely restrained under the surface of his skin. “Find a place where this discussion won’t be further disrupted. Now.”

Hearing his natural voice again was startling, my heart racing as I felt the breath of his words brush against my cheeks.

“Fine. Follow me.”

I moved around his figure and walked out of Cardo’s room, making a quick right turn into the hallway that led away from the main ward. Kylo’s energy burned hot behind me as I guided us to a locked supply closet, keying in the code and slipping quietly into the small room filled with shelves stuffed full of common medical consumables.

A finger flipped the dimmed light on as I walked past the entryway, stepping towards the back wall before swivelling around to face Kylo’s forcefully unemotional expression, watching the door close behind him. With my arms folded in waiting, I tried to steady myself through the panic rising at being in this cramped space with him, alone. I hated that my eyes wouldn’t stop from roaming over his face, reminded once more of the alluring man that kept himself hidden in front of others.

Kylo kept his jaw clenched as his own gaze slid down my figure, the atmosphere sparkling around him still too chaotic to interpret properly.

“Have you been fraternising with my personnel?” he asked, a cold tenor in his voice.

I knew what I should be doing. I knew it would be smarter to follow the path of honesty, let this conversation end much sooner and return to my much-needed rest. But his reaction, this immense surge of emotion that continued to pulse in the air around him, had a strong hold of fascination over me. It was pushing me into reckless territory.

“You seem to be awfully concerned with the thought of someone other than you getting to touch me.”

The muscles over his cheekbones tensed harder. “Answer the question.”

Hm, he didn’t deny it.

“No,” I said firmly. “I was alone.”

“Why insinuate you weren’t?”

“I didn’t. You made that assumption. I simply wanted to know why the answer would be so important.”

Lifting his head, I saw a slight relaxation in his features, picking out a small wave of relief trickle through his aura. “You’re a prisoner. Your interactions with my staff need to be monitored. And professional.”

“You’re a complete control freak, you know that right?” I snipped.

Kylo’s eyes darkened. “Your evidence?”

I took a bold step forward, surprised at my own confidence in front of who I used to find the most intimidating person in the galaxy. “It’s not enough you’re holding me here indefinitely, and manipulating me into undertaking work for your Order, but you also want to keep me from having any type of freedom? Maybe even form positive connections with the people you employ?”

Kylo following glare was icy, frustration seeping into his expression. “What do you expect? Stay here as a hostage and still be allowed to pursue your every whim?”

“You and I both know I’ve done nothing to warrant imprisonment,” I objected. “You’re punishing me for something I don’t have any influence over.”

My intrigue grew when his pupils flickered away from mine, however it wasn’t long before his menacing stare returned, his tone delving lower. “This is my Order, my ship and you’re under my command. You don’t get choices or freedom here.”

I let myself take in a cooling breath, trying to settle the rage that threatened to lash out at him. “You might be able to keep me as your captive. But you don’t hold any possession over me. I am not yours to do with however you please.”

“I’m not sure that I agree,” Kylo countered, his mouth daring to turn into an arrogant smirk. “You've let me do as I desired before.”

Memories flashed of feeling his hand go down, the heat of his breath on my neck, the touch of his lips on my skin.

I could have been flustered by the images flooding my brain, yet a growing resilience helped my demeanour remain unconcerned. I moved even closer to his taught frame in the same way he always did, sensing his energy resonate harsher with unease the closer my body was to his. “Did you feel how much stronger it was this time, when I was alone? When I wasn’t thinking of you?”

The skin under Kylo’s left eye twitched, the sinister amusement he’d shown fading as he forced back a scowl.

My voice hushed, I let a wicked smile spread across my lips. “It was better. Without you. Did you see that in my thoughts this time?” He still didn’t respond, his features tight with restraint, edging his stance backwards as I stepped nearer. It made me feel so powerful, to have this formidable man speechless, pushing me further into the compulsion of keeping him so tense. “Were you disappointed you didn’t get to hear it?” I whispered as Kylo’s back hit the durasteel of the closet door. I knew in the pounding of his energy he recalled the sound, the moan I couldn’t suffocate as I’d unravelled in front of him.

Soon, our bodies were almost touching, the air around us thick with an irrepressible tension, as I wondered how much further I could push him until he cracked. “Well, it’s probably better you didn’t,” I breathed. “You only would have heard me gasping someone else’s name.”

Suddenly my spine was slammed against the surface Kylo had been pressed against, the change of positions so quick I barely had time for a breath. Gloved hands were gripped around my upper arms, shoving me harshly into the metal, locking me into place.

My amused smirk didn’t leave my face through the shock of his movement, keeping my composure even with his eyes sending sharp daggers into mine.

“The name. Give me their name,” he threatened, his fingers digging brutally into my flesh, a severity to his voice I hadn’t heard before.

“Do you really want to know who I imagined being with? Who’s kiss I thought of while I touched myself? When I came harder than when I was with you?”

The flare of invisible emotion that burst around Kylo in the following moment was so dense I could feel the streaks of his jealousy skate across my skin.

He thought I was his toy to play with. And he didn’t like sharing.

It occurred to me, deeper than ever, that I had gained an advantage. His possessiveness, whatever it meant, was a tool I needed to wield if I was going to get off this ship without help.

Seconds were fleeting as our eyes fastened into an unyielding struggle, still waiting for a reply to slip from Kylo’s mouth. Instead, his hands released their hold, only to creep over the curve of my waist, shifting to press his body onto mine against the solid door, face leaning in close.

“I could make you feel so much more.”

As soon as the words left his mouth, his hips were rolling into mine with a slow thrust, the action precise and controlled. Even through bulky clothes I could feel his arousal rub against me, a gentle exhale slipping past his lips and over my skin, sending an inescapable shiver through my nerves.

Kriff. He wasn’t playing fair.

My face clung to indifference while my core clenched at the recognition of how hard he was. I needed to focus, both on keeping my mental protection wound firmly around my mind, and holding off the craving that surged within.

“I doubt it,” I disputed, eyes unblinking.

Kylo ever so slightly lost control of his expression, striking features twisting into an image of subtle fury. His left hand rose to grasp at the braid of hair laying over my shoulder, fingers coiling around and giving it a small tug.

“I will just have to show you.” His face drifted closer, lips poised in waiting, ready to connect into an impatient kiss.

“No.”

“What?” he growled through gritted teeth.

“No. My consent has proven to be a valuable concept to you, and I’m telling you right now… You don’t have it.”

The air around us grew thick with a frustrated rage as Kylo tensed against me, his chest heaving a slow, uncomfortable breath. My heart was sprinting through a stammered rhythm, waiting for the moment he would inevitably snap.

Would he hurt me again? Would I be punished with stricter imprisonment?

Truthfully, I didn’t really care.

Seeing him like this, so off balance, would be worth whatever injuries or verbal lashings I might receive. There was an obvious turmoil boiling behind Kylo’s intense expression, and I began to sense the internal debate swirling around his mind.

Through his life there was no doubt he’d done an exceeding number of unspeakable things. Disregarding the morals and beliefs that most humans in this galaxy held close, aggressively advancing through whatever barrier he needed to get what he wanted. Yet, it appeared this was a line he wasn’t able to traverse. Using his power this way, it was something the darkness that dominated his mind couldn’t force him to do.

It was painful, the struggle visible in the aura he radiated, his desire becoming more and more severe the longer I stood in front of him, defiant. A thrill of excitement pulsed through my limbs at the certainty making itself known within this moment.

He wanted me.

There was no ulterior motive. No inquisitive smoke brushing against my form. No theory to test. He simply wished to embrace the longing clawing at him so harshly.

The same one I felt stir down below.

Restraint was beginning to lose its strength as I finally allowed myself to acknowledge the genuine lust I felt for the man in front of me, that made me eagerly return his kiss in the early hours of yesterday morning.

Purely physical, and deeply overwhelming.

It would have been easy to give in. But I refused to lose the newly gained supremacy in our dynamic, one that could possibly serve me in the future to come.

Calculated determination fuelled my next action, fingers reaching to graze against Kylo’s thigh, tracing up slowly, edging them closer. Not a word was spoken, forcing my breathing to remain steady as my hand moved under the thickened fabric of his black tunic. I waited for him to shift away, to wrench my hand from where it wanted to go. And yet, he remained motionless, save from the slight tremble of his inhale. His silence was enough of an agreement for me to continue.

As soon as I made contact, skimming silkily over the firm outline of his erection covered by the heavy material of his pants, I felt it twitch underneath my touch, Kylo letting out a muted sound of surprise. The noise only spurred me further, my hand curling around as much of him as I could grasp through the fabric, beginning to run my palm delicately up and down. As I moved, I was startled by how big he felt, the recognition setting scorching flames alight in my abdomen.

Kylo shivered, his lids reluctantly squeezing shut, noticing the energy around him had been replaced with a warm glow. It felt extremely familiar - an aura I couldn’t exactly name the emotion of.

A subdued moan rumbled from his throat, it’s hum making my skin feel like it was on fire.

“Does that feel good?” I purred, fighting the quiver wanting to disturb my confident tone. I saw him nodding slowly, his breaths becoming shallow as I continued caressing my hand over his length. “Do you want more?”

His eyes flickered open, their colour somehow seeming much lighter than what I'd observed previously. He drew his face close, the grip he had around my hair becoming tight enough to make my head tilt upwards.

“I want all of it. All of you.”

I felt my centre throb at his words, the flames inside crackling and exploding embers into the rest of my body.

“We’ll see,” I breathed. “But for now…”

My voice trailed off as my other hand found its way to the border of his trousers, locating the clasp that held them closed and swiftly unlocking the fastening. Kylo’s breath hitched as I stopped my motion, only to navigate my fingers through the layers of clothing that shielded him.

Underneath it all, I finally grazed against the skin of his hardened cock, the sensation sparking a charged current through my arm, coursing ruthlessly through my bloodstream. Steadying the panic threatening to burst once more, I gripped my hand around and began to move smoothly over his flesh.

The new motion ripped a pleasured groan from Kylo’s chest, his eyes closing as he rocked his head back in relief. Nails dug brutally into where they rested at my waist, already knowing the tissue would be bruised from his grasp. Somehow the pain of it, how strong his hold was on me, only made my indulgence grow harsher.

Pulling his entire length free from the covering of fabric, I continued to stroke him, his moans becoming more frequent, more passionate, energy pulsing with delectation.

I’d never felt stronger, having this man quite literally in the palm of my hand. It was utterly intoxicating, watching him pant through the pleasure I was providing through each concentrated movement of my fingers clutched tightly around his cock.

“Let me have you,” he gasped. “Let me have you now.”

While every part of my body screamed with agreement to his plea, it was eclipsed by the assured resolve to preserve this new-found power. “You haven’t earned it yet.”

Kylo suddenly loosened his grasp at my side, forearm springing up to press against the door behind me. His face dipped into the space beside mine, feeling the delicious warmth of his accelerated breaths down my neck.

“You’re being cruel.”

I couldn’t help but let a gentle chuckle slip out at the irony of his statement, my grip around him becoming slightly harder.

There’s no one crueller than you in this universe.

But now was not the time to voice that opinion.

“Maybe,” I smirked. “I think you like it that way.”

An intense moan reverberated directly to my ear, and it made the wetness between my legs become even more pronounced. I couldn’t deny it. At this single moment in time, there was nothing I wanted more than to make Kylo tip over that same edge he’d made me fall into.

It wasn’t going to be now.

Just how he kept me as his prisoner, I was about to lock him within his longing for me.

My motion over his length become faster, twisting and squeezing my hand over the skin eagerly, pulling even more delectable noises from the pit of his lungs. I knew it was without conscious thought that he yanked harder on my hair, sensing he was getting closer to release by the stifling thrum of his bliss filled aura swirling around him.

It was so hard to pull myself away, but I had to.

I couldn’t let him win like this. Not yet.

As if answering a silent prayer I’d cast into the galaxy, I heard the ward’s medical emergency alarm ring out through the room. Releasing my hold, I took the opportunity of his weakened state to push Kylo’s sturdy frame away, his feet stumbling backwards, face shooting up to meet mine in distressed shock.

“Sorry, duty calls,” I said boldly, turning to press my hand on the lock of the door, it sliding open as I darted out into the corridor and towards the cause of the alert. The pulse of frustration that exploded behind me almost made my steps falter from its force, also causing a smile to melt into my lips.

I’d achieved exactly what I’d set out to do, for once without falling to the whim of my emotions.

Hurrying back into the open space of the ward, I rushed to the bedside Risha was hovering around, noting how unusually calm she seemed, the alarm suddenly cutting out.

“Everything okay?” I asked, my voice still a little over-excited from the surge of accomplishment sizzling through my body.

“False alarm,” Risha stated. “A short bout of VT that resolved within 10 seconds, vitals returning to normal directly after.” Her voice was hoarse with exhaustion as she stifled back a yawn.

I moved to the hand washing basin, quickly cleaning any trace of Kylo from my skin. “Go and get some sleep Risha. I can handle things from here.”

“Are you sure?” she slurred.

I stepped to her side, eyes wandering over her weary face and patting her arm in sympathy. “No offence, but you look terrible. Take as much time as you need.”

She turned to leave, feet dragging under her, before suddenly circling around to face me. “Are you going to tell me what you were discussing with the Supreme Leader back there?”

“It’s not important right now,” I assured. “We can talk later, when you’re not severely sleep deprived.”

Risha didn’t disagree, shuffling out of the ward towards the break room. Picking up the data pad with the patient’s information, I tapped through the tracking of their heart rhythm, seeing the irregular lines of ventricular tachycardia start from seemingly nothing, only to revert back without any intervention.

It wasn’t as if I’d never seen it before, a patient self-resolving out of dangerous heart sequences, but something felt off. I didn’t have the energy to ruminate about it further, simply grateful to have this person still alive and hopefully healing.

Sitting down at the surveillance station, I was barely able to process the movement of nurses floating around the area as they made their evening rounds, my focus directed to feeling out if Kylo had shifted from where I’d left him so unsatisfied. It was only a few minutes later I began to feel his advance towards Cardo’s room, with a rapid surge of effort I speculated was the Force pull of his helmet he’d left on the floor. Then he was storming back into ward, his footsteps pressing hard into the durasteel.

I leaned back into my chair, folding my arms, waiting for him to single out my profile in the room. When his blackened figure returned into my view, I watched him hunt through the large room, curious murmurs of several nurses echoing softly through the air. Finally in his scanning he found my face, pacing towards the counter I was seated behind, his mask hiding his own once again. Still, I could feel his scowl behind the cover his helmet, sinister vines of manic hostility swelling around his form.

A subtle smirk drew across my mouth, staring at him, letting my teeth bite down enticingly on my lower lip. Kylo stayed frozen in his halted stance for only a few moments before turning to march away from my sight, taking his heavy energy with him.

For the first time since he’d appeared, I felt like I could properly breathe again, my lungs able to expand and fill with unaffected air. Although now I was faced with the realisation of what had just transpired, what I’d done, the shift in power I’d snatched into my grasp. It was impossible not to feel a cold dread, worrying how Kylo would make his attempt to restore our previous dynamic.

I pushed the fear away. I couldn’t allow myself to be the helpless victim anymore. If no one was going to help me find an escape out of here, I had to do it myself.

Switching my attention to the job I still had to perform amongst the disarray in my mind, I moved to the main holoscreen, sifting through the current circumstance of each patient, taking note of the changes in their condition. To my relief, most of their vitals were trending upwards.

With little I needed to do in the immediate future, I decided to brew a few cups of caf for myself and the staff working with me, making my way to the dispenser in the break room. Risha was already snoozing soundly in one of the more comfortable chairs, and I made an effort to keep my sounds as light as possible, preparing each serving within the preference of the 2 nurses and one doctor who would be taking on the night shift with me.

Walking carefully back into the Prestige ward with 4 cups in hand, there was radiating ache of pleasure that began to ricochet from my core outwards, illuminating my veins with a hot glow of molten blood.

But… it wasn’t mine.

It was difficult to understand the infiltrating thoughts enveloping each of my senses, somehow only recognising they weren’t my own. Obscene images, moving visions of explicit entanglement, flashed inside my mind. I was hypnotised, unable to stop how my body reacted to them.

My breath caught as the decadent feeling throbbed harder, wishing I had something to lean against, my legs now trembling at the sensation. It wasn’t long before the bliss reached its peak, making my muscles tense, barely able restrain the whine that waited in my throat.

I lost my strength, cups dropping from my grasp, hot liquid splashing onto the floor while I struggled to stay upright through the ecstasy racing through my bloodstream.

One of the nurses, Larena, a younger woman from the planet of Falucia, was quick to scurry over with a towel at the ready, diving down to the floor to pick up the shattered ceramic.

“Are you alright Dr Jago?” she exclaimed.

I sunk to the ground with her, straining to bring myself back into calm. “Yeah… I’m fine,” I mumbled. “I’m so sorry. I’m just… a little too fatigued I guess.”

A hand touched my arm. “It’s alright,” Larena smiled soothingly. “This has to end sometime. We’ll get through it, one way or another.”

I made an effort to set an appreciative expression on my face, warmed by her kindness but still hopelessly rattled by what had just occurred. I had a presumption about what it might have been, but couldn’t let myself believe it was a possibility.

What is happening to me?

While picking up the pieces of broken porcelain, I heard the comm-system at the surveillance station ring out with an alert.

Larena and I both shot our faces towards the sound, then to each other.

“Sorry, I have to get that. I’ll be right back to clean this up,” I promised, rising unsteadily to a standing position and walking to the main holoscreen where an urgent message was blinking on the display.

‘Viral cure synthesis complete. Pharmacological treatment and vaccine approved for use. Rollout to begin within the hour.

- Bio lab.’

“Oh thank the maker,” I heaved. “They’ve finally got a cure ready.”

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peachypunk22 · 3 years

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Harringrove Feedback Fest

not me participating in something when I haven’t been active in months 😅

fic recs from AO3 authors that inspire me! these fics are all incredible and i’ve re-read each one listed multiple times!!

@gothyringwald thank you for putting this together! its such a cute idea!

knit more tightly together by lymrics (E) @lymricks

part one of the blues in chicago series. i think one of the first harringrove fics I read. love the steve/billy dynamic and so emotional and high tension that im pretty sure it made me cry at some point? even though it’s not a sad fic! idk it just really pulled some emotion up. literally the fic that got me into the fandom and wanting to write for it! the whole series is amazing!

Steve takes a second to feel relieved it's not Dustin getting all sorts of arrested in places he shouldn’t be, then he goes back to staring.

It's Billy, who looks as good now as he did the last time Steve saw him: three years ago. He looks just as complicated, too. He’s got bruises on his face, a split lip.

star-crossed bullshit (black holes feast) by ?? (E)

this work got orphaned, but i’m so glad the author didn’t delete because it’s one of my all time faves! strong dom/sub undertones and messy relationship with an incredible use of the unreliable narrator! plus it has mechanic!billy

Billy makes a mixtape for when he fucks boys, except it’s on Spotify, and he’s only fucking Steve, and all the songs are oddly, and suspiciously, romantic.

liquor (on your lips, makes you dangerous) by eternalgoldfish (E) @eternalgoldfish

i love a college!au with some gross hot Billy and this one is so good. equal parts cute, funny, and sweet with a side of kinky that I hadn’t read before

“Careful, sweetie, don’t break a nail,” Billy said, leaning over Steve’s shoulder, lazy cat’s-grin gleaming up to his eyes.

“I’m not going to break a fucking nail.” Steve hissed and elbowed him, like he hadn’t been thinking the same thing as he struggled to wedge one of his shiny red nails into his wallet’s tight leather pockets.

Or, Steve makes a bet he can't win and Billy doesn't realize his mistake.

i’m saucing on you by Boardingschooled (E)

speaking of college!au’s this one has fratboy!Billy being gross hot in all the best ways. also sweaty concert grinding, boys being absolutley smitten, and waffle house breakfast dates? it’s like college slaps you in the face and makes you listen to AMINE and it’s great

Steve wants a ticket to the biggest party on campus; Billy's got one with Steve's name on it.

Tale as Old as Time by hoppnhorn (M) @hoppnhorn

i’m an absolute sucker for beauty and the beast au’s and hoppnhorn is such a fantastic writer that i had to include this one

Prince William, imprisoned in the form of a beast, can be freed only by true love. What may be his only opportunity arrives when he meets Steven, a man who bewitches him from the very moment he steps foot in his enchanted castle.

Honeyed Wine by Antarc (T) @rascheln

am i biased because this fic has literally all of the thing i like because it was written for me? perhaps. but for real, this fic is SO sweet and well-written! it has baker!billy and a twist at the end that i did not see coming at all. every time i read it i just have a huge smile on my face

While he recovers from an injury at Robin's farm and helps run her market stall, Steve unexpectedly reunites with his old high school rival. Billy, once a tough asshole who got into weekly fights, is now a proud owner of the best bakery in town and mans the stall right next to Steve's- with the best croissants Steve has ever eaten.

samarra by gothyringwald (T) @gothyringwald

i think this was the first fic in a long time that i’ve read that took a more gen/mystery/sci-fi approach, with the romance taking a backseat for most of it, and honestly this fic made me remember how much i like reading. the story and universe building is excellent. very trippy and gives off a lot of twin peaks dream walking surrealist vibes.

When the kids bring Billy back from the dead, it doesn’t go quite as expected: he’s alive but his soul has been left behind. And Steve is the only person who can bring it back.

Salt in the Wound by SheWritesDirty (E) @shewritesdirty

if ‘fuck your enemies’ was a genre, this would be THE fic. rough, gritty, and violent. I could wax poetic about how much I love the writing style and imagery and how different it feels in comparison to other fic. steve and billy are toxic and messy and so bad that its good

The way he ate slow, like his jaw hurt. Like it was tender, like whatever had put that bruise on his face had left more of an impact than just… flesh and bone. And now that he was seeing it... Steve knew that he hadn’t done that to Billy.

That someone else had, after that night and over the weekend... someone else had gotten their hands on Billy and put karma into his skin.

And he still hadn’t looked at Steve.

Here I Go Again by HeckinaHandbasket (E) (WIP) @heck-in-a-handbasket

oh god oblivious!Steve is top tier in this A/B/O fic. combine with a lifeguard!billy that’s trying (and failing) in his rough, fumbling way to make it obvious that he’s courting him and you get this adorable mess. it’s so sweet and funny and the rest of the gang are actual little kids that run around and create havoc. i’m always excited when it updates!

Not just a new lifeguard, either. No, Billy was the lifeguard supervisor.

Because of course he was, the prick.

Swing Away by lemonlovely (E)

sports!au sports!au sports!au - specifically a baseball!au that actually serves as a really cool character exploration of billy and his dad and sports. this one is so bittersweet and i love the dynamic between steve and billy as they figure out a rocky start to a friendship and romance

Steve and Billy go to the same Hawkins Baseball Camp that Steve's been going to since he was a kid, and Billy is not particularly thrilled to be there - he fucking hates baseball, alright? And he tells Steve as much.

lamp-bright rind by nagdabbit (G)

chef!Billy teaching his neighbor Steve how to cook au. unbelievably sweet and a writing style that is unique, expressive, and comedic. you really fall in love with the characters, as flawed as they may be, and the descriptions of food. did i mention its an almost 100k slow-burn?

Billy spies on his cute neighbor, his cute neighbor doesn't know how to cook. Luckily, Billy can do something about that.

#harringrove feedback fest #harringrove #i tagged everyone's tumblrs that i could find #but yeah check these out!!

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ilovemybarricadebabies · 4 years

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another fanfic ask game post! enjoy!

This time I’m doing these questions!

Inspiration and Reading Questions:

1. How long ago did you start reading fanfiction? Writing fanfiction?

Reading: I’m not sure. Maybe 2011/2012

Writing: 2013

2. How do you spend your time when it comes to fanfiction? Are you primarily fic reader, writer, or a perfect 50/50 split of both?

It’s definitely both, but I wouldn’t call it a perfect 50/50 split. It varies. Sometimes I read more, but write less or vice versa.

3. Are there any fics that inspired you to write what you do.

Not really. I usually just write fics for whatever I want to.

4. Link your three favorite fics right now.

Current favorite WIPs.

All That’s Left by @doriangrayscale

flowers for your grave by @grantairesbottle

Lover of the Light by @areyoumiserableyet

Favorite (four) all-time fics

Ask me no question (and I’ll tell you no lies) by Signe_chan

If you offer salvation, I will run (into your arms) by mornmeril

this is fact not fiction by Rianne

Oh, It’s What You Do To Me by captainskellington

5. What are your fanfic pet peeves? Do they have a huge effect on whether or not you decide to read something.

I have a love-hate relationship with slow burn fics. Like I love them because give me the pining, give me the obliviousness, give me the amazing, sweeping first kiss, give me the angst, just give me all the delicious development that comes with finding common ground and falling in love. That being said, however, and I realize that I’m in the minority here, the hate part comes in when the story is really long, let’s 50+ chapters, and the story gets to chapter 50, but the romance still hasn’t started coming into play and I’m starting to just get sick of it because nothing has progressed to romance. Like there gets to be a time where too much is too much and usually, when that happens, it’s time for me to say adios! to the story.

6. How do you find new fic to read? Where do you primarily read fanfiction.

I primarily read fics on Ao3. I loathe FFN.net with every fiber of my being.

I usually just leave the Enjolras/Grantaire category open on and refresh it like three to four times a day for new stories to read.

7. Do you prefer to read short fics or long fics?

It depends on the ship, but I mostly like long fics.

8. How often do you reblog/comment on fics that you like?

I’m absolutely horrid at commenting (I’m working on getting better), but if it’s a story that I really like (ex. the three WIPs mentioned in question 4), I will comment every time there is a new chapter.

9. Tag 3 fic writers you think are underrated/unknown in the fandom/fanfiction community.

I have no idea. In my opinion, I think all writers are underrated and unknown.

10. What’s your favorite fandom, pairing, or character to read fic for?

Enjolras and Grantaire (Enjoltaire) from Les Mis.

Fanfiction Writing Asks:

11. How do you come up with your fic titles?

Through music or quotes. Sometimes one just comes to me, but mostly through music or quotes.

12. Tell the author your favorite fics title of theirs (not the fics, stricktly the title). Author: what’s your favorite title you’ve come up with and why?

I love all the titles of my fics, I can’t possibly pick a favorite.

13. Do you outline your fics? How much of a headache would someone get if they just look at an outline of yours without reading the fic?

I make some sort of outline, but I don’t think they’d really get much of a headache since it’s pretty much just a basic plot, maybe sometimes a little more than that.

14. Do you have personal word minimum that you hold yourself too? Why or why not?

Absolutely not! I write until I think I’ve found a good quitting spot. That can be 500 words or 20k words. It all depends on how I’m feeling and where my motivation is at.

15. Tell the author your favorite fics of theirs. What’s your (the author’s) favorite fic you’ve written?

Forever Was In His Eyes is my favorite with Begin Again as a close second.

Honorable mention because it pushed me out of my comfort zone: Beating of Our One Heart.

16. Do you research your fics? If so, how deep of a rabbit hole have you down by accident while researching?

I only research if the fic absolutely calls for it.

17. How obsessively do you sit and stare at your fic after you’ve just posted and wait for feedback?

On a scale of 1-100, 100. I’m not motivated by feedback like some writers are, but I do love to know if someone is enjoying my fic or not.

18. Do you have WIP that you keep telling yourself that you’ll eventually get back to, but deep down you know that’s probably lie?

Nope. Any WIPs that are unfinished, will probably stay unfinished.

19. Do you edit your fics after you write them, or do you prefer to just post and run (because it’s someone else’s problem now)?

I edit, and then, I’m constantly editing after it’s posted. If I re-read one of my fics and spot a spelling mistake, I can’t just let it sit there, I HAVE to fix it. I am also currently in the middle of long and giant editing project to make sure all my stories are the best stories that they can.

20. What’s your favorite part about the fanfiction writing process?

Um...I, for some strange reason, love outlining. I love coming up with the sequence of events. How do the characters get from point A to point B. How does the story end.

21. What’s your least favorite part about the fanfiction writing process?

Editing and revising. Always.

22. Do you take fic requests? If so, for what characters and why?

Nope. I don’t get enough attention in my inbox to do that.

23. What’s your absolute favorite trope to write?

Forbidden love. I’ve always been such a sucker for this trope.

24. What’s a trope that you’d like to never hear about as long as you live, let alone write?

I’m sure that there are some tropes that I would never touch in a million years, but I can’t think of any write now.

25. Do you listen to music as your write? If possible, link your writing playlist.

I listen to music, but I don’t have a playlist. Most of time it’s just Taylor Swift.

26. What’s your biggest distraction when writing?

Um...if I’m watching a brand new TV show or one I haven’t watched in a long time, I’ll pay more attention to the screen then what I’m supposed to be writing. This goes for movies too.

27, Do you like to give your readers some warning of what might be coming or just slap them in the face with content at random?

I keep my fics under lock and key until they are finished. No one knows any details about them except me. The one exception to this rule was Beating of Our One Heart. I warned that that fic would feature a polyamorous relationship (something I have never written before) while I was working on the outline.

28. How do you deal with writing pressure (ie: pressure to update, negative comments, deadlines, etc)?

Well, the only pressure I usually feel is worry that people won’t like my story, but I think that’s normal for every writer.

29. Have you ever written for an exchange or event of some kind? Which one(s)?

I don’t write for events.

30. Post a snippet from your current WIP without context - no more than 300 words.

R (11:46 P.M.): I’m not sorry.

31. Of the characters your write for, which is your favorite? Has that choice been swayed at all by your followers/readers’ reactions to certain one?

I love writing Enjolras. I’m sure people who have read my fanfics find him to be OOC, but I don’t care. When I write him, he’s half me projecting and the other half is him being the righteous revolutionary that we know him as.

32. Copy and paste your top three favorite lines/jokes/sentences you’ve ever written. What fics do they come from?

I can’t pick three, I have too many favorites.

33. What do you like writing better: one shots or multi-chapter stuff?

It depends. I like writing both. I also really like writing one shots that are 30k+ and multi-chapter fics that are under 10k. It all just depends on my mood and what the fic calls for.

34. How much of yourself and your life experience do you put into your writing? What do you think your readers’ image of you is?

As stated above, I project onto Enjolras. How much, I’m not saying. I do put my likes and dislikes as the characters’. When I write children, I draw inspiration from my nephews. I use my high school class schedule as the characters’ schedule when I write high school AU’s. The jest of what I’m saying is that I have no idea what my readers’ image of me is.

35. How much has writing fic changed your life?

It’s become my escape when things get too difficult or stressful.

36. Are they any fics or fandoms you’re embarrassed to have written or been apart of?

I’m not embarrassed by it, and I never finished or posted it, but I started writing a Sound of Music fic. I don’t remember what it was about, though.

37. Give an update on your current WIP - if you have one, give a sneak peek to a title or idea that you have and would like to write.

My current WIP is almost done. I just have to finish writing more scene.

38. What does your writing process look like? How chaotic is it on a scale of 1 (very tame) to 10 (you can’t handle this kind of chaos)?

It’s very tame, so 1. I write my stories in order of events, if I don’t I get confused on what’s happen. I start by writing an outline, and then I write and I edit (multiple times) before I post.

39. What’s something about your writing that you pride yourself on?

That I write what I want to. No comments can really influence the story (unless it’s a consistency thing) because I write the whole thing out before it’s posted.

40. How did you come up with the idea for [x fic]?

You can see this answer right here!

41. What’s your most popular fic (with the most notes on Tumblr, most hits/kudos on Ao3)?

My most popular fic based on hits: Somethings Are Meant to Be.

My most popular fic based on kudos: The Enjolras Guide to Weddings and Love.

42. Asker: pick three of the author’s works. Author: rank them 1 (the best) - 3 (the worst) based on whatever criteria you want - this could be something totally random that isn’t quality related ( like simply ranking fics based on how many trains appear in them) have fun!

I’m skipping this question!

43. Talk about a positive experience with fanfiction or the fanfiction community that you will always remember.

Every comment that I get, especially if I get it when I’m having a bad day, is like a little ray of sunshine for me. Again I’m not motivated by comments or feedback, but I can’t deny that receiving it is like a cherry on top of a delicious hot fudge sundae.

44. Ran about something writing related.

How long it takes to write. I wish I could just connect some sort of machine to my brain, and it would just churn out the words for my fics and they could be done a lot sooner. And that fanfiction could come before homework and life, but alas it can’t.

45. Fic specific questions - if you have any weird questions about specific works, here’s your shot to ask them!

Skipping this one, but if you have a question about any of my fics, my ask box is currently closed, but my DM’s are always open.

#fanfic asks #personal post #ask game #long post #fic writing

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extreme-technicality · 5 years

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Im only messing with you 😘 while im here though could i have some fic recs puh-leaaase - 🍍

Ooh honey, you have no IDEA the can of worms you just opened :D (since this list is so long I’m gonna split it up into SFW Complete, NSFW Complete, SFW Ongoing, and NSFW Ongoing)

SFW Complete:

The Invisible Girl [sonamae]: OK SO it’s Hagakure-centric, with background Hagakure x Shouji and KiriBaku. My favorite part about this is that the romance is important, but not the focus. The focus of this oneshot is on the family she creates with Bakugou, Satou, Todoroki, Kirishima, and Tokoyami. Go read it, it’s great. BIG BROTHER BAKUGOU FTW!!!!!

Ground Zero [sonamae]: Speaking of Big Brother Bakugou, this is the next oneshot in the same series as the above one, but from Bakugou’s pov. Again, the romance is important but not a focus, and that’s so fucking refreshing and I love it so mUCH idk what else to tell you. Just go read these two. The rest of the series isn’t complete, but these two specific fics ARE, hence why they’re in the Complete section.

Lighting The Beacon [M3zzaTh3M3z]: This is one of the first bnha fics I’ve ever read, and I’m so glad this was my introduction to the fandom!! It’s a pretty fluffy oneshot, starting off with Kiri asking Baku out and Baku rejecting him because “who ever heard of a gay hero?” Aizawa hears about that (the basics, no details like names or anything), and things…start to change. Mic says he’s married to a man (its Aizawa), All Might comes out as pan, ace Midnight…and at the end, Bakugou asks Kirishima out very publicly. It’s so near and dear to my heart, and it honestly deserves more attention than it gets.

You’re only relevant until you’re older (they’re gonna talk about you over and over) [futurehearts]: Pro-Heroes Red Riot and Ground Zero are happily married and Baku has a reputation to slowly destroy :D (he’s soft, mainly for his husband, and he knows it…and now so does the rest of the world lmaooo).

Love Notes [PurplePersnickety]: Kirishima gets really, REALLY sappy love notes on his desk for a week or two and works to figure out who it is (spoiler alert, it’s Bakugou being a Soft Bitch). When Kiri asks him about it, he confesses everything and they date in secret for six months before telling the whole class (oneshot).

Sonder [Maplefudge]: I bet this bitch thought she wouldn’t get a shout-out well guess what you write good and there’s nothing you can do about it This is the first work of maple’s I ever read, and it’s perf <3 I’m love. It’s a look at the “totally platonic” (how much sarcasm can I add to two words?) Kiribaku from members of the class, over the course of 13 chapters. It’s full of fluff, useless mutual pining, obliviousness, and “platonic bro kisses”. Read it if you need to scream at some useless gays.

Anger Management [Julietwasanidiot]: The entire fandom is gearing up for S4 by writing hurt/comfort KiriBaku post-raid fics, and I am HERE for it. Because of when it’s set though, there’s going to be spoilers so if you’re anime-only you migt want to steer clear of this one. It’s got an ICONIC rice-and-anger line, though.

Stupid Mistakes [lemxnfox]: Kirishima and Bakugou got in a fight! They fight a lot, but this fight they’ve been fighting for six months and the class is #OverIt. They concoct a plan to lock the two of them in a room and force them to make up– and they DO. Side ShinKami and TodoDeku.

No More Fragments [Ischemia]: Canon-compliant…to a degree. Shinsou takes his place as the Superior Purple in Class A, gets himself a boyfriend (Kaminari) and a squad (the Bakusquad)…and loses it. Or does he???? Canon-typical violence, side Kiribaku, mystery plot.

Caught In My Own Web [anxioussaliorsoldier]: SHINSOU IS IN 1-A!!!!! And he fucks up when trying to use his capture weapon lmao. Kaminari finds him and they recreate the iconic Spider-Man kiss…and then Shinsou passes out from the blood rushing to his head. It’s cute guys.

Be Selfish For Me [A_Reflective_Projection]: WARNING– the entire thing is Aizawa asking 1-A to be careful as pro heroes, by taking them to a hero graveyard. It’s painful. It’s sad (especially when Aizawa brings up a classmate of his who died in their first year as a pro). It ends bittersweet, and there’s some good Dadzawa content in there. The most present ship is Erasermic, and that only really makes an appearance in the last chapter.

Closer [MikeWritesThings]: Fluffy Erasermic, canon universe, where Aizawa starts calling in to Mic’s radio show cuz he misses him. It’s sweet af ❤️❤️

Meaningless Holiday [dysonQueer]: It’s a sweet Valentine’s Day fic, canon-compliant, with established Erasermic for the soul. I highly recommend it if you’re having a rough day and you need some feel-good fluff

Come Back Toe Me [Milligramme]: Aged-up, Pro Hero fic where Kiri has a shit day heroing, but he isn’t physically hurt. Not until he breaks his toe on the coffee table, that is. He can’t stop laughing, and Bakugou can’t stop worrying about his dumbass boyfriend.

Kiss Me Through The Screen [Ischemia]: Aged-up fic with ShinKami as the main focus and some side KiriBaku, but…uh, most of the Bakusquad aren’t full-time Heroes. Kami dropped out of UA completely, and Shinsou never went in the first place. So, Kaminari is working at Jirou’s cafe and works as a SFW camboy at night, while Shinsou is a teacher and watches the stream nightly. Later there’s a plot around a stalker, again please keep yourself safe Pineapple Anon!!

If I Don’t Act… [SilentNorth]: This is gritty and painful, but don’t worry! There’s a happy ending :D (I rarely read/write/recc pure angst, you’re safe here my child). Kiri is a college dropout working two jobs, living with Mina as his roommate, and with a hero complex the size of Texas. Enter art student Bakugou, who can save himself thank you very much. Some mention of depression/attempted suicide, as well as slightly less than canon-typical violence, please keep yourself safe and skip it if that’s going to trigger you, Pineapple Anon.

Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all [theroyalsavage]: A Kiribaku “10 Things I Hate About You” AU where Todoroki asks Kirishima to fake-date Bakugou so he can date Midoriya. Everything is going smoothly until Kirishima accidentally falls in love *gasp*!!

The Skeletons Inside Of Us [firelord_zutara]: Erasermic, quirkless AU where Mic was the lead singer of Aizawa’s favorite local band in college. Aizawa has a crush on him, they lost touch after college, and they didn’t meet again…until their nephews (Aizawa adopted Midoriya, Shinsou is Mic’s sister’s kid) meet and by extension, the uncles. Background ShinKami and KiriBaku, written for EraserMic week (7 chapters).

Life’s a Drag(on) [PurplePersnickety]: FANTASY AU!!! You know, the Fantasy AU from the third ending. But altered, juuuuuust slightly. Bakugou lives in(? ish) a village and helps a dragon when it’s hurt. A day or so later, a (hot) new guy comes to town named Kirishima, and the dragon keeps coming around. Shenaniganery follows. :DDD

Space Dust [PurplePersnickety]: Do you like Star Wars, Star Trek, Firefly, and/or Men In Black? Then you’re gonna fuckin LOVE this :DDD It’s got half-alien Kirishima, cyborg Bakugou, mention of a larger universe outside of the planet (outside of the oneshot too, lbr). It is a oneshot though, even if it is a long one, with canon/typical violence and mention of kidnapping and child experimentation. Please put your mental health and well-being above everything else and skip it if it’s gonna trigger you!!!

Achromatopsia [PurplePersnickety]: DID SOMEBODY SAY SOULMATE AU???? No? Well hAVE ONE ANYWAY!!! Kiribaku soulmate AU (oneshot), where you only see in one color until you touch your soulmate for the first time. Fun fact, achromatopsia is the complete inability to see any color!! I’m sure that’s not gonna have any bearing on the story whatsoever…

NSFW Complete:

A Cast for your Heart [KTG]: Heads up, this is LONG. 90 chapters, 268k, it’s magic and sex and drAGONS and angst and almost-dying!! The fantasy system is completely original, set in modern times, and the OCs??? Don’t get me STARTED. Kiribaku, Tododeku, and Seromina are the bnha ships present as well as a lot of OCxOC ships. There’s also a sequel set to come out this month (July 2019)!!

Long Time Coming [Madam_Muffins]: I’ve probably recc’ed this before, but I just. I just love this one so much, ok? It’s massive Kiribaku slow burn, outlining what might happen if Bakugou is just a little bit more emotionally constipated. Baku fucks up, gets help, he and Kiri get together (and fuck a little), and there’s elements of the Reincarnation and Fantasy AUs in there towards the end!! Go read it, madammuffins is my amazing tumblr mom and I love her to bits.

SFW Ongoing:

Engraved In Your Mind [Hejter]: FACEBLIND BAKUGOU KATSUKI!!! It’s canon-compliant, except for that little detail, but she writes it so WELL that now I can’t look at canon!Bakugou without thinking that he’s faceblind. Kiri finds out and starts working to build trust with Bakugou and help him on his path to becoming the top hero, and it’s GREAT. Slowburn Kiribaku. Like,,,SLOW.

Define: Oblivious [PurplePersnickety]: I bet you thought I was done with the Purple reccs. I’m never going to be done reccing Purple. Deal with it. I mentioned, in the summary for Love Notes, that there was a six month time skip? This is what happens in those six months. SeroKami and MomoJirou are side ships in this one.

The Right Thing [TuesdayTerrible]: Established Kiribaku where they’re graduated from UA, and living together, and being pro heroes…and then one day Baku finds a little girl who tried to kill herself cuz she was quirkless. Needless to say, this strikes a chord in Bakugou (cuz…yknow, he kinda told Midoriya to kill himself in like episode one and then it was never addressed again). He can’t stop thinking about her, and while we haven’t gotten there YET it looks like it’s gonna end with him and Kirishima adopting her and Bakugou apologizing for the bullshit he put Mido through. There is mention of a suicide attempt (clearly), skip it if that’s gonna trigger you!!!

Hands Off! [PullingAllMighters]: Much like Kiss Me Through The Screen, Hands Off! is a non-canon compliant aged-up AU where not everyone is a full-time hero. Kiri is, Kami and Sero are his sidekicks, Ochako is in a different agency, and everyone else is doing Other Shit. Bakugou hasn’t revealed his full backstory yet, but it looks like he was a Pro Hero until a year or so ago when something bad happened and now he’s got PTSD. His old apartment building burned down so he’s living in Ochako, Momo, Jirou, and Mina’s guesthouse until he finds a job and another place to live. This has a fresh take on the hero system, and I really really enjoy it so far!! There is, however, a fairly detailed scene of Bakugou being triggered so if reading that would trigger you, please don’t!! Keep yourself safe, Pineapple Anon!!! Endgame Kiribaku

Blood of my Hand [PurplePersnickety]: Is it obvious yet that I LOVE purple’s writing??? This, I believe, was the gateway work, and I’ve dived headfirst in and not looked back. Fantasy AU, slowburn Kiribaku, and it’s. I can’t even sum it up. There’s too much. It’s too good. Game of Thrones WISHES it could be what BomH is. There’s mention of slavery and past child abuse, please skip that if it’s going to trigger you!!

A Boy and his Dragon [VanHan]: Oh look, another fantasy AU. Have you figured out that I have a type yet? Kiribaku but the Kiribaku hasn’t really happened yet, cuz Bakugou is a literal child who got kidnapped and is probably gonna get sold. He doesn’t even know Kirishima is Kirishima, he just knows him as the cool dragon in the cage. This one just barely makes the SFW list, because there’s no explicit mention of fucking, but there’s a really really gross pedophile that shows up fairly early on and hasn’t died yet. There’s also graphic depictions of violence in the first chapter, and once you combine those two things I would absolutely understand if you decided to give this one a pass, too.

Everglow [Maplefudge]: ANOTHER fantasy AU?!?! In MY fic recc list?? It’s more likely than you think. This one just started, and it’s got that enemies-to-lovers shit going on. Dragons plus my favorite tropes = FUCK YEAH!!!

Crimson [Crocodillia]: I bet you thought I was done with the fantasy AU reccs, didn’t you? Well, HAVE ANOTHER!!! This one has strong HTTYD vibes, and I’ve literally never seen anyone try that before with these characters!! So far there’s only two chapters, but I am HOOKED and if you like HTTYD…you’re gonna like this, too.

Becoming Human [FoolishFortuna]: Demon!Bakugou becomes Human!Bakugou when he refuses to take a kid’s soul. I think we’re three chapters in and he just got to earth and met Kirishima, as well as a few holy people (Midoriya, Ochako, Iida, and I believe Tetsu). Now he gotta find his daughter and keep her safe. Kiribaku with some fairly graphic descriptions of torture and cannibalism in the second chapter, don’t read it if that’s gonna trigger you!! Also he pretty brutally rips apart the girl’s abusive parents.

Surviving for Second Chances [SilentNorth]: TWEWY Kiribaku AU!!! There’s some differences between the original game and the fic, for pretty obvious reasons (medium, objective, and character differences being a few), but this got me to FINALLY watch a playthrough of the game cuz I’m too broke to go and buy it myself!! Kirishima as Neku and Bakugou as Joshua, plus Mina as Shiki and TodoDeku as Rhyme and Beat. Canon-typical violence, and we just finished up Week 1!!

Love And Other Allergens [thefrailtyofgenius]: A Quirkless AU where Todoroki is a lawyer with a flower shop underneath his apartment. Todo finds out he’s allergic to one of the plants, buys a different bouquet every week instead of, yknow, asking for help like a normal human being (I say, knowing damn well I’d just buy allergy medication and not even try to figure out what I’m allergic TO), and accidentally falls in love with the cute (and absolutely fucking ripped) flower boy (Midoriya lmao). It’s LONG. The TodoDeku is extremely slowburn, and there’s a fuckload of side ships. An incomplete list: Erasermic, Kiribaku, ShinIida (Shinsou and Iida), and MomoJirou. Bonus Endeavor’s Bad Parenting, Midoriya Hisashi’s Bad Parenting, and both of those assholes getting locked up forever :D (I’m so serious about the length tho, it’s like 40 chapters or something).

NSFW Ongoing:

Mixing Signals [Shippeh]: Kiribaku aged-up, but they’ve tried to date multiple times and every time Bakugou fucked it up. Every time they broke up, they pretended like they’d never tried in the first place (which…oW), but this time. THIS time, Bakugou swears he’s gonna make them work.

Heartbeat Thunder [Shippeh]: This is one of the few ABO fics I’ll recc, because it’s not just “ooh heat sex fun times”. This has THOUGHT put into it. They’re confused kids goddamnit, let them be confused!!! Basically Kiri doesn’t ever want to rut so he’s suppressing everything about being an alpha, while Bakugou thinks that trying to hide from your secondary gender is stupid. They do fuck tho, which is why the fic is in NSFW Ongoing.

Take a Chance On Me [FanficIsMyThing]: The other ABO fic I’ll happily recc. Kiri is an alpha which lets him be a hero, while Baku is an omega so he’s gotta be a vigilante until the laws get changed. They run into each other on patrol a few times, Baku helps Kiri and crew out a few times, and every time Kirishima *mysteriously* fails to catch the vigilante Chemical X. They haven’t actually fucked yet, but there’s been enough sexy times to put this squarely in NSFW territory. And it’s not just sex!! I don’t wanna spoil, but it’s good I swear.

Opposed to the Typical [Heronfem]: A model/fashion designer AU featuring HoH!Bakugou, model!Bakugou and designer!Kirishima, as well as a metric shitload of others. Basically Kiri is an intern with Fatgum who gets called to help another studio with their fitting, gets assigned to Bakugou, figures out he’s HoH and handles it like a champ. Because he does it so well, whenever Bakugou needs to get his measurements taken again, they immediately call for Kirishima. And ofc they gonna fall in love :3c But its more complicated than that, and I don’t wanna give too much away, but make sure that you pay attention to any trigger warnings at the start of the chapters!!!

#kingdomheartstrashmouth #ask dadzawa #pineapple anon #nonnie #kiribaku fic reccs #shinkami fic reccs #tododeku fic reccs #erasermic fic reccs #bnha fic reccs #did i reccommend enough? or do you want more? cuz i have. sO many. like this is only a little bit my dude.#how many did i even put up there? like DAMN. and i know i forgot some really really good ones too

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10thingsihateaboutyourfic · 7 years

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Sterek Fic Recs

The Accidental Hale Brood by Julibean19 [Sterek, M, 42k] Kidfic, adoption, fake/pretend relationship, fluff, cuteness, police officers

Author’s summary: Stiles and Derek have been BCPD partners for years when they are assigned Halloween duty and run into a couple of kids from the orphanage. One fake marriage and two real adoptions later, they somehow become a family.

This is lovely. Fake relationship is one of my favorite tropes, and I love kidfic with well written, realistic kids. This is long enough to be satisfying too, with lots of characterisation and context. A good read.

Lunches, Knitting and Definitely Not Dating by Noxlunate [Sterek, T, 10k] Mpreg, aboverse, past Stiles/OMC, acquaintances to lovers, deputy Derek

Author’s summary: Just a weird mpreg fic with Derek and Stiles totally kinda dating without realizing it, and Stiles figuring out this whole having a baby thing.

It’s not weird, the author’s being way too harsh on themself. I love a good mpreg fic. There’s not enough mpreg in my opinion. I could read mpreg fic all day every day and still want more. So I enjoyed this very much. It’s got great characterisation, especially for Stiles being terribly practical about it from the moment he finds out he’s pregnant, and yet oblivious about how he and Derek find each other without quite realising. Cute.

When You’re Gone by illusemywords [Sterek, T, 27k] Mystery, unreliable narrator, illness, memory loss due to trauma, angst, character death (the Hale fire)

Author’s summary: Stiles Stilinski suffers memory loss and terrible headaches after an accident he had the summer he was fifteen. He doesn't remember what happened that summer or why the Hales left town, and no one seems to want to talk about it. Now he's just turned seventeen and he decides that if he ever wants to know what happened to him that summer he'll have to figure it out himself. Eventually, memories start coming back to him, and he starts piecing them together.

I love fic that’s a bit different, and this is definitely different. It’s got a very unusual narrative structure, but it’s perfect for the fic, which has a creepy, unsettled vibe, due to the nature of the story its telling. It’s angsty and sad and beautiful. I really liked it.

Scowls and Sarcasm by dr_girlfriend [Sterek, T, 26k] Pride and Prejudice Au

Author’s summary: It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single alpha in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a mate.

This is a Pride and Prejudice AU. A good one. I don’t know what more information you could possibly need. It veers off radically towards the end for the sake of drama, which I’m not completely convinced was necessary if I’m being brutally honest, because P&P is epic and perfect just as it is, but Peter Hale as Lady Catherine De Bourgh honestly makes up for anything. Heh.

Married at First Glance by Wonderwolf [Sterek, E, 63k] Reality TV AU, fake/pretend relationship, one-sided Paige/Derek

Author’s summary: Married at First Glance gives its participants seven weeks. Seven weeks, starting when they meet and marry their “perfect match”, to decide if they want to stay married or divorce. For Stiles and Derek though, the challenge lies within trying to pretend that they don’t absolutely hate each other’s guts. When you’re married to a werewolf who dislikes humans, however, this can get a little tricky. But the sweet, sweet cash reward at the end will be worth it. Right?

I’ve never watched these reality shows, they’re not my thing tbh, but they’re undeniably and awesome premise for a fic, and this one really does the concept justice by putting meat on the bones and taking enough time over it to make it feel like a proper story, not just a precursor to Sterek getting together. I followed this as a WIP and read each part as soon as it came in because I was enjoying it so much. Good stuff.

Written Can’t Be Denied by lookslikenico and winglesswarrior [Sterek, T, 55k] Actor Stiles, Photographer Derek, soulmates au, soulmarks, single parent derek

Author’s summary: The story goes that, the first time you meet your ‘soulmate’, the universe will give you a sign in what should be the most obvious way - somewhere in your immediate vicinity the word ‘soulmate’ will appear. ... A fact that causes havoc the day that up and coming actor, Stiles Stilinski holds up a bottle emblazoned with the word 'soulmate' in the middle of a press conference where Derek Hale is working as a photographer, in the middle of the worst day of his life.

The trend for soulmate/soulmark AUs has cooled off a bit recently, I think, which is fine. It’s just the natural rhythm of fandom, tropes come and go. There have been some really intriguing explorations of the concept, and some that have just used the concept to tell beautiful stories, and this fic falls into the second of those categories. It’s depthful and interesting and well characterised and I was rooting so hard for those crazy kids.

Seat Belts & Gravity by calrissian18 [Sterek, E, 22k] Friends with benefits, mostly canon compliant

Author’s summary: People leave in Beacon Hills, give up on the town, the people, on life itself. And he and Derek are still here, six years later, still able to drink a beer and share space. It’s kind of remarkable in a really understated way.

I love the way this author writes. I love their style, and I love their characterisation. They have an absolute gift for writing Stiles especially in this quirky way that feels more canon than canon, like it’s what Stiles should be if the show wasn’t so hampered and trapped by stupid bullshit like being written by a bunch of apes at typewriters under instructions from network executives who think viewers just want more love triangles. To be honest, if I were you I’d just run straight to AO3 and read everything this author’s ever written, and then find their Tumblr and read the stuff there too. You will not regret it.

Whatever Our Souls Are Made Of by Lissadiane [Sterek, T-ish, 15k] Character death (not Sterek), coffee shop au / college au, ghosts, ghost animals

Author’s summary: In which Stiles Stilinski sees the ghosts of animals with unfinished business, and Derek Hale is unaware that his dearly departed sister left a few things unfinished.

Fair warning, this made me cry. When I read the summary, I went “phhh that sounds dumb”, but it’s actually beautiful. Just go and read it. But have a box of tissues handy.

The White Hart of Winter by DarkAthena [Sterek, E, 65k] Historic AU, aboverse, mpreg, evil Kate Argent, period typical violence, pre-verbal / animalistic Derek

Author’s summary: Sent to marry the Hale Beast Stiles finds himself alone in a castle left to ruin and watched over by Kate Argent, who he thinks is sleeping with his new husband and seems determined to destroy him.

Oh lord. Where to start. Look, this is not the best written fic in the world, not least (I think) because the author wrote it during NaNoWriMo, so it’s perhaps not been beta read or edited as well as it could’ve been. But it had me absolutely gripped from start to finish. I loved the storyline (it’s historical abo mpreg, I was in heaven), and the historical stuff, you can really tell the author knows what they’re talking about. It’s dark and bloody at times, but Stiles is pretty awesome throughout and Derek as “the Beast” is explained and developed very well. If, like me, you love a bit of abo mpreg and historical high drama, and you can overlook a few typos, this is fantastic stuff.

I’ve Been Everywhere With You by Leslie_Knope [Sterek, E, 61k] College Au, escaping from Beacon Hills, everyone gets therapy, life goes on, friends to lovers

Author’s summary: “Dude, you should totally come with me.” “What? Like on the road trip?" “No, come with me. To Austin. Get out of Beacon Hills.” Derek paused. “What?” he asked again.

This is one of those domestic type fics where there’s no angst or high drama, just people living their lives and finding ways to be happy. I love this author’s style, and this fic is no exception. Lovely, happy, satisfying.

Millstone by eleanor_lavish [Sterek, E, 31k] Sex worker Derek, client to boyfriend stiles, college au

Author’s summary: Derek waits until the door is shut behind him before he turns around. He holds out his hand, plants his ‘if you’re not weird about it, I won’t be’ smile on his face and says, “Nice to meet you, Stiles. I’m Michael. What kind of a good time are you looking for tonight?”

This is a particularly good example of the sex worker trope because it’s not really about Derek being a sex worker, it doesn’t glorify or condemn, it just examines it the same as it examines the other ways Derek responds and reacts to what he’s been through. And it’s told through Derek’s POV, which I liked. Plus Stiles is adorable and supportive in a completely non-pressuring way, which I like to think he would be. Charming.

i have always been the storm by stilinskisparkles [Sterek, E, 25k] Stormchaser Stiles, photographer Derek, break up make up

Author’s summary: that twister au i've been trying to write for three years and finally used a "pining exes" prompt to do so with.

Stilinskisparkles. What can I say that hasn’t been said before. Do you need anything more than to see their name to convince you this is worth reading? Perhaps you do, perhaps you’re new to Sterek. If so, you’re in for a treat. This, like all their fics, has wonderful characterisation, dialogue, emotion, depth, and universe building. It was just so atmospheric. They have a particular gift for showing everyone’s thoughts and motivations while staying within one POV, Derek’s in this case. It sounds easy but it’s really really hard to do subtly, and this author absolutely nails it. And everything else. Go. Read. Now.

The Hollow Moon by thepsychicclam [Sterek, E, 180k] Post s4 fix it, memory loss/alteration, slow burn, mystery

Author’s summary: It's the summer after Stiles' first year of college, and he's working a crappy job and dealing with nightmares and anxiety - but he's okay, he swears. He makes it through most days without too much trouble. Then, a certain werewolf comes back into town. Which Stiles doesn't care about, nope, not at all.

After two and a half years, Derek returns to Beacon Hills with his small Pack. Though he tried to move on, something just kept drawing him back to Beacon Hills, he's just not sure what. Now, he figures he can start building something like a life - but he keeps getting distracted by Stiles Stilinski of all people.

As you’d expect from something that’s 180k long, this is plotty and deep and takes its time taking you on a journey. It’s quintessentially a fix it fic, fixing all the things the author (any many others) didn’t like about canon at and after season 4 of the show. Which means, spoiler alert, a lot of people who are dead in canon are not dead here. But the way everything is explained and how it all fits together works so well, I didn’t mind in the slightest. It’s a bit like everything you wished canon could be, and that’s certainly not a bad thing. I almost wish I’d waited and read it all in one rather than as a WIP, because as much as I usually don’t mind reading things as WIPs, I feel like this should be read the way a novel is read - all in one. So if you can do it that way, I’d recommend it. If you can’t, read it anyway. It’s the canon we all deserve, and if Jeff won’t give it to us, we’ll damn well make it ourselves.

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