July Fic Rec Round-up, Part I


Adapt and Transform by moonflowers

What a delight! @eatingmoonflowers has fun with the trope of the Unsuspecting!Civilian!Partner in this great Harry Potter fusion. Both spies and wizards operate under a cloak of secrecy, so it was a hoot to see Harry and Eggsy grappling with the issue of coming clean to each other while dealing job related hijinks.

Check Your Paperwork by Puggles

Hilarious and sweet. +100 for bureaucracy and +1,000,000 for Merlin being the biggest gossip in Kingsman.

Of Courting and Wooing by mishiko

Sweet as sugar. I love stories about Eggsy being taken care of because, damn it, he deserves it.

Pathos by FrozenPenguin

Lovely and heartbreaking. This story doesn’t shy away from the devastation of neurodegenerative diseases, which is a likely reality for a couple with a significant age gap.Harry’s frustration with inability to remember was nearly as painful to read as Eggsy’s steadfast devotion. Well-worth the read, but keep a box of tissues handy.

Little Things by Cortesia

Oblivious, seemingly unrequited mutual pining ahoy! No, seriously, this is a lovely, understated story with a great ending. Harry, especially, is in turns sweet and heartbreaking.

These Violent Delights by twentyfourblackbirds

Bleak and captivating. Twentyfourblackbirds’ writing is superb here, economical yet evocative and perfectly fits the tone of the story.

One Foot in the Grave (Window to Heaven) by flarewarrior

Ever read a fic that nearly defies categorization? It zigs when you expect it to zag and stays with you hours after you finished? @flarewarrior‘s “One Foot in the Grave (Window to Heaven) is that story for me. I was looking forward to a fast-paced, action-packed story told through a familiar sci-fi premise. It’s all of those things, but at its core, it’s a story of grief and love. Lovely and heartbreaking with a well-earned ending.

Sorry for the Inconvenience by esmerod

Oh my god. This is pure fucking gold. Kingsman is broke and Harry has a rather unconventional plan to get out of debt. I don’t want to go into too much detail and ruin it, but this is one fun, angst-free romp. Eggsy and Harry’s interactions are amazing, and I was dying with laughter in parts.

2017: Posting Schedule

June 25: @elletromil & @insanereddragon / @anarchycox

June 26: @deepdarkwaters / @paxdracona

June 27: @missbeckywrites / @harryfuckinhart

June 28: @annaofaza / @liprouvaire

June 29: @takeanotherpieceofmyhartwin / @roman-kun

July 1: @eatingmoonflowers / @sarah-the-artistes-artblog

July 3: @esmerod / @zombiisheep

July 4: @thenerdyindividual / @bouncybrittonie

July 5: @marginaliana / @solarrift

July 6: @sassafrasx / @mizozoh

July 7: @anarchycox / @port-wind-waves

July 8: @thesilverqueenlady / @aomaoe

July 9: @futuredescending / @lsain

July 10: @notbrogues / @meetingyourmaker

Amar y olvidar

El amor es un préstamo del tiempo
que embruja los sentidos,
que engaña el pensamiento.

El amor como vórtice del alma,
el placer de los sentidos infinitos
que cuentan los minutos, los olores,
los suspiros.

Un amor simplista, un amor de casta
que trasciende al plebiscito,
que cuenta los diminutos valores,
no los cirios.

No hay carretera tan larga,
ni atardecer tan sombrío;
no hay perecer que valga,
no hay lamento, no hay hastío;
no existe una luz cochambrosa
que sacie el pasillo vacío,
no está la lluvia morosa
donde recuperar lo que es mío.

El cesped verdoso dominguero
donde colgamos las pierdas baldadas,
donde observamos los cerezos perdidos
de la mano de la primavera,

el sol bañanado en esmero
de luz y ausencia rodada,
donde observamos los cerezos perdidos
de la mano de la primavera.

Y es que tú no estás, creo,
y el amor no dice nada,
converso conmigo mismo
en las esquinas de mi casa.

Joan F.

Eve came to the rescue when I felt sad that nobody wants me to draw anything for them. I’m still being a bit sad, but at least I have something to work on :3

So here’s the “accessory” part of a WIP I’m doodling for Eve!

Not particularly impressive. I’m sorry. I really don’t know how to draw dragons. Even if they’re small enough to fit into hobbit handbags.