So I’ve been really, really, short on new fic in my main squeeze fandom, lately, which means I’ve been taking the opportunity to read more in my other fandoms! Will you look at that. And I figure they deserve some rec love, especially the small book ones.
can you feel my past, can you find my future by honey_wheeler. A Song of Ice and Fire. Jeyne Westerling/Jon Snow. I wouldn’t have normally picked up a fic with this pairing - Jeyne/Robb is an OTP - but I was intrigued by the summary and I loved what this author ended up doing with the two of them, tied together in part by their grief.
two wonders as one vow by impertinency. A Song of Ice and Fire.Robb Stark/Jeyne Westerling. A lovely little fic for these two. Beautiful and sweet and, knowing what’s coming, terribly sad.
A Walk in the Westwood by Port. Wheel of Time. Rand al’Thor & Mat Cauthon. Look, I’m a sentimental loser who wants all of the post-AMoL fic of Rand and people, and this was a very satisfying fic. Rand and Mat meeting up for a brief time, after everything.
…And Tore the World Asunder by Devilc. Wheel of Time. Jahar Narishma. I’m always here for fic about minor Asha’man and I was delighted to find this one about Jahar Narishma (and Eben Hopwil).
Dance With the Devil by Tedronai. Wheel of Time.WIP. Mazrim Taim/Logain Ablar. It’s imcomplete - missing a last chapter - but still!! All the Taim POV I didn’t get and would really have liked, and this fic really gets into his head and explores the tension between him and Logain and yeah, it’s very satisfying. Into it. (Worth noting I have a bunch of other fics queued up by this author to read, just haven’t gotten to them yet.)
The Sundered Sword by indecisive_lotus. Dragon Age: Origins. Cullen Rutherford. This is basically Cullen angst at Kinloch Hold, and it is quality Cullen angst.
Frame of Reference by DashingApostate. Dragon Age II. WIP. Anders/Fenris. This fic kicks off with the tropiest deageing premise ever but it is so good, okay, the characterization is delightful and Fenris especially is heartbreaking.
Exit Light by Dragonflies_and_Katydids. Dragon Age: Inquisition. Cullen Rutherford/Dorian Pavus/Iron Bull. Another fic I might not have read without a specific recommendation, and boy am I glad I did read it. Because oh boy it’s good - Cullen during DAI, dealing with his lyrium addiction/withdrawal, being a fucking mess and finding a way to cope with it. With help. It’s great.
Fell White by misslonelyhearts. Dragon Age II.Cullen Rutherford. Cullen during Dragon Age II, trying to recover from Dragon Age: Origins, with middling success.
afraid of all that i’ve built by loveandthetruth. Dragon Age.Cullen Rutherford. Cullen in between Dragon Age: Origins and Dragon Age: Inquisition, and some truly stellar character writing.
Redemption Merry-Go-Round by astolat. Lucifer. Dan Espinoza/Lucifer Morningstar/Chloe Decker. The best kind of threesome fic. And it’s hilarious.
Klytemnestra, in fragments by prozacpark. Greek Mythology. Elektra & Clytemnestra. Truly fantastic fic by an author who has written also some of my other favorite Greek mythology fic. Elektra POV (mostly) of the Oresteia, also with some interjections of Clytemnestra POV, and overall just a great portrait of both characters.
Becalmed by lightningwaltz. Greek Mythology. Iphigenia/Artemis. UGH THIS FIC IS INCREDIBLE, honestly I don’t really have more words than that. Based on the events of Iphigenia at Tauris, sort of, but it’s a lot more than that. Just. [handflaps] if you have feelings about women in mythology, read this.
This young war will war for years by dollsome. Merlin. Morgana/Morgause. Extremely creepy post-season three fic of Morgana trying to bring Morgause back to life. It’s dark, I like it.
The coward does it with a kiss by dollsome. Merlin. Morgana Pendragon. This is the fic I’m trying to write, except done so well, about Morgana recovering from being poisoned with Morgause.
Lighthouse Maintenance by Tedronai. Doctrine of Labyrinths. Mildmay & Felix Harrowgate. Some nice post-Corambis brother time. Lord knows they need it.
Ephialtes by Harukami. Doctrine of Labyrinths. Felix Harrowgate/Malkar Gennadion. This is a great fic I literally just found today about Felix and Malkar and Felix struggling to escape Malkar’s orbit - flashbacks and flash-forwards. It’s well-written and perfectly characterized and I’m always here for more fic about Felix’s fucked up Malkar shaped problems.
So basically last night I dreamed that the Hub from Torchwood was haunted and the Winchesters showed up to take care of it and Dean had to deal with Jack’s incessant flirting while Sam and Gwen worked together and it ended up being Ianto haunting them because he couldn’t move on.
Actually, I am. I just don’t talk about it much because it’s not what defines him. Of course he’s not world famous, but he’s quite known where I come from and gets recognized on the streets and such. I’m just keeping myself out of the spotlight and it’s nobody’s business after all.
Interior with Figures (1898-1899). Gwen John (Welsh, 1876-1939). Oil on canvas. National Gallery of Victoria, Melbourne, Australia.
Painting to capture her own intense personal vision, John focused on only a few subjects—mostly three-quarter portraits of a solitary woman, stark interiors, or quiet still-lifes. Her style remained consistent throughout her career. Here, two figures, full-length, read together.
The thing I find funny about Merlin reveal!fics is how Arthur takes it so personally about the years of lying and I’m over here internally laughing like “omg Arthur he’s lied to everyone and you’re only thinking of yourself wow”
He left the room and crossed the workshop to the study. Jennifer stood up. She wore a white gown with a leather bodice –silver-infused, just like his– and a holster hanging down her leg. “You look…” Arthur said, but before he could get the words out, Vivian came in the room and waved her hands. “Yes, yes, you both look wonderful and you’re full of compliments.” Robison Wells | Airships of Camelot
Dorelia by Lamplight, at Toulouse (1903-04). Gwen John (Welsh, 1876-1939). Oil on canvas.
In John’s work, as in Whistler’s, the atmosphere of a portrait is just as important as the display of personality or the narration of biography. Wishing to be free of family expectations and, perhaps, of her brother Augustus’ fame, John moved to Paris in 1904. En route John made three paintings of her travelling companion Dorelia McNeil.