She’s leaning it. Red lips close – so tantalising close it’s fucking taunting her and it’s fucking unfair. So fucking unfair. Because her heart’s pounding, her hands are already on her hips and her throat is so dry it could be a fucking desert.
And it’s so fucking unfair because this is not how it’s supposed to go, and how can her body just betray her like that, just give in to temptation wrapped in a black dress and with positively thirsty eyes?
The Persephone!Jungkook & Hades!Yoongi by Bellamees on ao3 - flower boys + undertakers AU fan-art no one asked for (and waaaay overdue ‘cause i was still dying after rereading it for, like, the 3rd time?)
@uncannies I’m so sorry there is suddenly this person you do not know who took the liberty to scratch up this trash I think I butchered the aesthetic of the story with this madness I’m so so so sorry but please know that I love love love your work I’ll burn this trash if you’re disturbed T^T
decided to start a reread of ‘a heart swelled to bursting’, which is probably in my top 3 of greatest bakushima fics of all time. Reading the first chapter alone made me want to draw so much stuff already…
Betty pulls her back into her arms, settling into the couch and just clinging to each other. “I got you,” she whispers into Veronica’s dark hair, dropping a kiss to the crown of her forehead. The memory and echo of countless times before this of when both have whispered the words to each other, a solid reassurance and promise that no matter what happened neither would have to face it alone.
They spend the night huddled together on the couch, sharing a bottle of wine and take out. Veronica puts on the office and they talk about their day. Betty is grateful to have such a strong woman in her life and she feels closer to Veronica than she ever has. This was the breakthrough they needed, both seemingly walking on eggshells regarding the accident, but now it was all out there.
Sometime later, Betty on the verge of falling asleep, she hears Veronica whisper, half asleep herself, “I love you, B.”
Betty mumbles something out that sounds like “love you too” but she can’t be sure. Veronica just places a kiss to her hair and settles back against Betty. She knows, without a doubt, this is where she wants to be.
Hi love! What would you say the top ten sterek fics you've ever read are?
This was REALLY HARD. Mainly bc it’s hard to choose only 10. Because I’m leaving off some great fics (which is why there are more than 10 on here :3)! And some I get mixed up bc I read them so long ago and near each other. (You can always browse my fave fic list here) But I’ve narrowed it to this list. These are the fics that really left impressions on me. They’re all amazing and deserve to be read and loved!!! So…have a TOP 27 FAVE STEREK FICS list :DDDD
In Beacon Hills, the two-year war that’s been raging between werewolves and hunters has begun spilling over onto the civilian population. Meanwhile, in Boston, when the tattoo on Stiles Stilinski’s back is damaged on a late-night hunt he begins to have dreams that lead him across the country, drawn by an inexplicable conviction that he’s needed there. When he discovers that Derek Hale began the war after his mate was killed, Stiles finds himself being offered a strange deal: figure out how to bring the alpha’s mate back, and peace talks can begin.
Stiles has a magical thingamajig that’s supposed to get him out of danger. Trouble is, it took him really, really far out of danger. Like, to the point where he isn’t in the same universe anymore.
“A part of Stiles had been thinking that he’d come home, and just go, ‘hey, Derek, are we mates and you just haven’t said anything about it?’ and Derek would reply, ‘now you mention it, we are indeed! Now come to my bedchamber, where we will have super hot sex and then cuddle after!’”
Stiles’ Jeep grinds to a halt, he sees someone running through the rain, he’s not expecting it to be Derek. He’s not expecting a Derek without any memories either, or an Alpha pack that’s coming for all of them. He probably should’ve, because lately nothing goes the way he expects.
Space contains a multitude of different species, and Derek has seen and helped a lot of them in his time taking down branches of the slave-trade organization. But this is the first time he’s seen an Aloshrivnik. It’s not the tentacles that draw him in; it’s the goddamn eyes that stare at him without backing down.
Derek is a professional classical musician who has found himself lost without a muse, without goal and without even a hint of spark. He’s almost settled nearly contently (if not slightly unwillingly) on having to live his life as a recluse, when his sister finally grows tired of his antics, giving him a Christmas ultimatum.
Derek and Stiles have taken out the Alpha Pack and pretty much saved the world. Okay, the town. Okay, their remaining friends. But the Alphas left something behind: a baby. And this baby is an Alpha too. Derek is determined to take care of the abandoned child, and Stiles is stuck going along for the ride.
But Stiles doesn’t expect the ride to include seeing another side of Derek, or to find another way to say “family.”
Stiles Stilinski is the best trapeze artist west of the Mississippi, but that doesn’t do him much good without a catcher. Enter one quiet roughneck who calls himself Derek and knows maybe a little too much about circus arts for someone who was hired to schlep tents. But Derek has his secrets, and so does the new girl, Allison. Who’s being hunted and who’s being haunted, and will Stiles ever be able to convince Derek to help him fly again?
Junkrat slips into the Omnium and finds treasure, he doesn’t know what it is but other people seem to know, and they want it. Bad. Bad enough to hire famed enforcer Roadhog to drag him in, kicking and screaming.
What I enjoyed about the fic:
Amazingly written outback adventures with good relationship development with trash mouse and street pig, with an actual treasure that makes sense, as opposed to the mysterious but undefined treasure in canon and other fics.
The feeling started when they reached the edge of civilization.
Junkrat wasn’t familiar with the twisting sensation in his stomach, the constriction of his chest, and the tingling of his fingers when he held onto the belt of the man driving the motor bike. He knew it wasn’t fear, or anxiety, as he often did experience. It wasn’t the thrill and delight he feels when he blows something or someone up.
This kind of feeling was… Nice. Warm. Nauseating. All at the same time. It grew more sure as the bike accelerated and he held on tighter, the barren landscape blurring passed them, the dust and wind blowing through his singed hair, the roar of the engine ringing in his ears. He tried to brush it off. He tried to forget about it.
Business, it’s only business, he reminded himself. Nothing more. Never will be.
Oh, how he tried.
What I enjoyed about the fic:
Another well-written Outback adventure story, just fantastically written, engaging, with good character development between our favorite trash folk.
When Blackwatch agent Jesse McCree is sent to kill a mysterious assassin known only as DRAGONSTRIKE, there are a few things he expects to occur.
Falling in love isn’t one of them.
Relationships: Mccree and Reyes, Jesse Mccree/Hanzo Shimada
What I enjoyed about the fic:
The comparison of Reyes to the chessboard black Queen, as opposed to King, with Jack as King and Mccree as Knight. The exciting encounters between Hanzo and Mccree are also appealing, but the chess scene stands out, as well as the relationship between Reyes and Mccree in Blackwatch days.
Gabriel Reyes taught McCree everything he knows - not to shoot and kill, but how to survive by more than luck and aim.
McCree learns something else as Overwatch falls, fades, and then rises again: in this life, everyone leaves him behind.
He won’t watch it happen again. Relationships: Mccree and Reyes, Jesse Mccree/Hanzo Shimada
What I enjoyed about the fic:
You will see a ton of AsheRhyder fic in here, just a heads up. They’re my favorite Overwatch fic writer of all time, and I will trust literally anything they come out with. And it began with this fic.
What I loved most about it was ridiculously, canonically competent Mccree. So many fics fail to think past the Cowboy and fail to maximize the potential of what it meant to be a Blackwatch, former gang member prime Black Ops agent, but this fic hit the mark with a Mccree that isn’t defined by his cowboy hat and boots, but not removed from the persona either.
Also the relationship between Hanzo and Jesse here is very subdued compared to other fics, but beautifully done. For Mccree lovers who enjoy character studies, and anybody who loves good fic, this is the fic for you. Definitely in my top 5 best.
Hanzo hated Valentine’s Day and everything that went with it. This got exceptionally awkward for a man whose courier service saw business triple in the lead up to February 14th.
A series of ‘special deliveries’ between Mr. Jack Morrison and Mr. Gabriel Reyes drew his attention. Initially, it was because he wasn’t sure if it was the world’s most polite form of hate mail or the world’s most awkward flirting…
But then there was something about Mr. Reyes’ son, Jesse, that kept him coming back…
Relationship/s: Jack Morrison/Gabriel Reyes, Jesse Mccree/Hanzo Shimada
What I enjoyed about the fic:
Look, it’s Asherhyder again, haha. Though I should note that while I’d decided Asherhyder was my favorite writer in OW, I had no idea this was written by them until after I finished it (because I do not pay attention and didn’t notice the author name lmao)
I just could NOT STOP SMILING AND GIGGLING throughout this entire fic. It’s so fluff it’ll rot your teeth off, it made my pores clear, my crops flourish, I cried tears of healing as I read this fic.
Jack will never forgive himself for not noticing it the first time a prisoner dies while in the new Overwatch’s custody. He knows the signs better than anyone alive: Gabriel taught him how to see the invisible fingerprints Blackwatch left behind.
But someone is cutting off his access to the old Blackwatch records, and to manage that, there needs to be an active commander in the field…
Relationship/s: Jack Morrison/Gabriel Reyes
What I enjoyed about the fic:
Asherhyder again? Listen… you gotta read everything this person has written. Do it. Right now.
This one may actually be my favorite of the lot, at least firmly in the Top 3. Short, but fantastic and poignant in less than 3000 words. Another amazing character study. Read it right now immediately, it won’t take you long.
Master Genji teaches his student Zenyatta at Shambali Temple in Nepal.
Relationship/s: Genji Shimada/Tekhartha Zenyatta
What I enjoyed about the fic:
Just LOOK AT THAT SUMMARY AND TELL ME YOU’RE NOT INTRIGUED. A role reversal fic–or is it? One of the more heartrending fics on this list, and absolutely beautiful. In that space between sad and happy-poignant. You won’t regret reading it.
Side note: in case y’all think their name sounds familiar, yes, that is the same Asherhyder who created the Roommates webcomic on deviantart. A quality writer/artist who does quality work all around. Blessed is the Overwatch fandom for having them.
Side note 2: there’s a fic series I forgot the name of, but I’m gonna add it to the list later. I’ll also be adding fics that I find striking as I go along. I tend to favor McHanzo, Reaper76, Genyatta and Roadrat, so if you think there’s a fic that should be on this list that isn’t, this is basically just a reflection of my fic reading preferences.
Do you have any longfic, slowburn, langsty Klance fics that are complete? I especially loved the varelsen fics you've rec'd. Got anything else? :3 Thanks <3
You know a good one….“in stasi-//shot
OK SO! This list isn’t quite as extensive as the other one, but these are some of my top favorites >8^)!!! In no particular order:
never saw you coming by dimpleforyourthoughts has been recc’d already, but it’s still worth mentioning, since it’s very much a slow burn =[,,_,,]:3
On Thin Ice by Minadora is.the Slow Burn of Slow Burns. And Lance is definitely hiding something sensitive that likes to rear its ugly head at very opportune times, aND it’s still ongoing, so if you reeeaaaally like suffering, go here
Actually even if you don’t like suffering, just go here anyways because it’s a really good fic
[Edit: I JUST REALIZED YOU SAID COMPLETE LMAO SORRY]
i am the opposite of amnesia by shizuoh is soososo good,, It’s a hunger games AU, though, and I read through all of it before realizing that haha, it has, A Major Character Death Warning-
That pretty much sums it up 8,^))) read at your own risk
This House Unfinished by boyghosts is actually one of the old and gold ones that I’ve also been procrastinating on making a proper post for..curse you anons and your forcing me to get off my lazy butt >80 //shakes fist
As is probably obvious, I really love this one aaA ;7; it starts out in langst, and continues in langst, and all the while it weaves in these really beautiful cutscenes and plotlines and slow-growing affection, and then
And then it has an open ending
Take of that what you will my friends, I’m going to dust off the abandoned corner of my room and cry about it again
Magic Me Some Love by KaSaPe- If you’re looking for slow burn you gotta go to the chaptered fics amirite, and if On Thin Ice is too good and too painful for you to handle this one’s complete! Featuring fantasy AU, galra Keith, resistance leaders Shiro, Matt, and Pidge, heckin powerful water magician Lance, and more sensitive spot secrets courtesy of said water magician :D
And fluff and a happy ending, so if you read the two before this and need to recover but still, for some strange reason, want langst, here you go
I have to admit, I was not expecting the list to get so long–wELL THEn rescinding my comment on extensiveness, Enjoy!
[Edit #2: I FORGOT THERE WERE TWO MORE FICS I WANTED TO REC FOR THIS ASK–to avoid putting the people who already reblogged this at a disadvantage, I’ll put those up as formal posts >8'0 heads up for that]
Unsteady - The Yuri Plisetsky Guide to Body Modifications
For my Otayuri Musicians AU, ‘Unsteady’, I’ve decided to make the above picture to show you guys all the things Yuri as at the start of the fic. Most of the placements are different then in the pictures, but the designs are more or less the same ones.
Top row left to right
1 - outside left leg, just like in the picture, though in the story it is described to have both black and white ink and fade out like smoke around the edges reaching until his knee. It’s the first one Yuri ever got. (mentioned and described in chapter 3)
2 - upper middle half of his back. Originally I wanted a tiger head BUT I couldn’t find a cool one so I settled on this lion. It’s a cat so it counts. (mentioned in chapter 3)
3 - inner right foot below the ankle.
Middle row left to right
1 - outside right upper arm. I mean just look at it, I had to take it when I saw it.
2 - right and left ear. (mentioned in chapter 2)
3 - inside right wrist for obvious reasons (mentioned and described chapter 3)
Bottom row left to right
1 - inside left wrist.
2 - outside left upper arm, smaller than in the picture. (mentioned in chapter 3)
3 - right side across his ribs. I needed a tiger, since I didn’t get what I wanted for his back, so I found this one instead. Honestly it’s something even I would consider getting (though I think I liked it a bit more in the fox or wolf design).
And that’s it. Who knows if his collection will grow throughout the story, but I guess eight tattoos is quite the number already. I heard that with tattoos it’s the same thing as with dying your hair - once you start it’s hard to stop. As someone who’s been dying their hair since the age of 14 (honestly I’m surprised I’m not bald at this point), I wouldn’t be surprised if it’s true.
When it comes to Otabek, his skin is ink free at the start of the story, but who knows if Yuri won’t at least try to change that. ;)
Perhaps I shouldn’t include Swim In The Smoke because it takes a while to get to the smut and there’s a bunch of other plot stuff happening too, but it’s still really smutty and it’s amazing, so I felt obligated to include it.
Other fic rec requests that have been fulfilled are here.
FINALLY i’ve decided to post my first fic rec list. Caught up with my feels after watching CA:CW. THE PAIN, THE ANGST, THE HEARTBREAK </3 Anyway I’ve been reading lots of MCU Post-Civil War fics and I thought it’s time for me to contribute to our lovely fandom. Here are some of my favorites to share with y’all. Don’t be shy, feel free to share any fic recs with me (●♡∀♡) I’d love to read more!
last updated 26/3/2017.
new fics added on top :) will be updated from time to time if there are new recs.
They fight Thanos—and they’re losing. And before Tony knows what’s happening, he’s standing with Doctor Strange in front of the Eye of Agamotto and gets send back in time. Can he find a way to fix things this time around, or are they doomed to fall apart all over again?
Post-Civil War. A mission at a power plant goes south and the ensuing explosion triggers the denaturation of the serum. In which Steve insists that he’s feeling fine, Natasha gets Tony involved and pieces start being put back together.
Tony misses Steve very badly after the Accords. Some days he deals with it better than other days.(a fic featuring the booty call flip phone, minor kidnappings, and time jumps between chapters because the election has been happening and my brain has been too mush to make a proper plot)
Steve and Tony love each other—that would undoubtedly always be true. However, there might just be things that don’t care for love, that don’t care what it means for the two to take different sides. Things that none of them could’ve foreseen. Things that might just rip everything apart.When the United Nations attempt to put restrictions on the Avengers, Tony has to admit that the pawns had been in place for a long time, he just hadn’t dared to admit it to himself. And now, it is simply a matter of who will move first—and more importantly: in which direction.
Tony struggles with the day-to-day of leading a UN-sanctioned team of superheroes, Steve goes on a listening tour across America, and Natasha would like to remind everyone that (unlike Sam Wilson) she is not a licensed therapist.(55/200) page fancomic
When we do things, we always have a good reason. It’s other people we see as defective.
Learning to look a little harder than that will be a long journey, but it might just be worth the struggle to change. After the civil war, everyone is left living in the new reality they’ve created — and now they have to figure out if they are willing (and able) to try again at being a real team.
If you think of life and death on a continuum, finding the point where it tips is complicated. It cuts across all political lines and gets to the root of our humanity. It requires faith informed by years of intimacy that you’re doing what’s right for your loved one.
But Tony is just a man. And there’s only so much he can do.
(Or that time when Tony does what is necessary to survive just so that he can continue to fix things and makes extremely rash decisions; because even if Steve may have left him behind, doesn’t mean Tony would do the same. Kind of.)
Everything seems to be in working order; except one day, after hoping and hoping for a chance to set things right, to prove what he had meant in his letter, that he’d be there for Tony when Tony needs him, Steve is given the opportunity to. It just isn’t what he had expected it to be. Not by a long damn shot. Sequel toRebirth.
Strangely, or not so strangely, Steve is the one to call first.“Tony,” is all he says, low and throaty and oh so raspy.Tony says nothing. Not because he has nothing to say, but because he has too much. And maybe, for once, Steve should be the one talking.
It’s a mistake destroying Steve’s gesture of goodwill, Tony thinks, even as he takes an unholy amount of glee smashing that stupid phone to bits down in his lab and DUM-E waits eagerly with a fire extinguisher for the last of the letter to burn down. But it’s a mistake Tony is happy to make.
One moment they’re fighting, yelling scathing insults and ugly accusations at each other, and the next they’re kissing, all teeth and anger-fuelled desperation. Steve backs him up until Tony’s shoulders hit the closest wall, and hoists him up, giving Tony no choice but to wrap his legs around Steve’s waist for support. Tony bites Steve’s bottom lip, hard enough to draw blood, and Steve growls, and grips both of Tony’s wrists in one big hand, his hold bruisingly tight.
Before Afghanistan, before New York, and long before Siberia, Tony was given the gift of Peggy Carter as his godmother.It was maybe one of the best gifts he ever received, one that kept on giving even forty years later. Because even when the Avengers are scattered, the team and his trust torn apart, there’s still one thing Tony has that no one, not Steve, not Ross, not Stane, had ever managed to take from him.A family.In the aftermath of the Civil War, Tony will need them more than ever if he’s to pick up the broken pieces of himself again. And save the world. Of course.
Steve writes letters to Tony that he never sends. By the time he hands them to their rightful owner, Tony has had a brush with death, has retired as a superhero, and now has a small town workshop of his very own. But it’s okay, Steve has gone into retirement too.
A deep emotional state of nostalgic or profound melancholic longing for an absent something or someone that one loves. Moreover, it often carries a repressed knowledge that the object of longing might never return.
“Humans are machines. Fascinating ones, but fatally flawed- because we feel too much. We try our hardest to be objective; but whenever two sides are too close, we ‘follow our heart’, which means fall prey to whatever our emotions think best and fuck all that logic might have had to say about it.”
Sequel to ‘And In The Silence That Follows’. Three months after the 'truce’, AIM is on the move again, and Norman Osborn seems increasingly determined to seize power in the void that the Avengers left behind. Logic dictates that Tony should cooperate with the runaway superheroes, led by one Steve Rogers to get ahead of the situation. Too bad his trust issues don’t agree with him. Too bad humans aren’t actually machines who can turn emotions off at the flick of a butto-Oh. Hello Extremis.
“You were supposed to say thank you,” Tony said after a moment, covering his eyes with his forearm. It wasn’t as if Steve could see him. “It’s only polite, you know. Happy birthday, Steve—Thank you, Tony.”
It was raining when Tony exited his car. In front of him was a church.
He wasn’t sure why it always rained nowadays, but it wasn’t like he could do anything about it. Tony knew this weather kind of suited his mood, and his current mental state.
Attending funeral after funeral after you’ve been beaten up by the father of the embryo in your womb in Siberia before he left you in the cold, was beyond hard and painful. Tony had cried himself to sleep more than once. However, he couldn’t let anybody know, except Vision who had figured it out by himself.
“I sense a lifeform in you,” the android had mentioned to him once. “Is it… Steve’s?”
Tony remembered breaking down in front of him, after that Vision never mentioned the relationship between Steve and the lifeform in Tony’s womb again. He felt guilty, yet grateful. It had been barely a week after the incident in Siberia. Tony wasn’t ready for something that would remind him of that event, and he doubted he would ever be.
Everything about them happened in seconds. Their first meeting was quick, with Tony landing next to the Captain, each man giving a curt nod and name in greeting. Their argument on the hellicarrier took mere seconds to escalate. Until Steve was goading Tony into putting on the suit and going a few rounds and Tony not so subtly reminding Steve that he wasn’t afraid to hit an old man. It was only seconds of staring at Tony on that New York City Street, his arc reactor dark, no rise and fall of his chest, for Steve to know that inside the tin can, was a good man. Then Ultron happened, and it took seconds for their world to change, seconds for Steve to throw his shield at Tony and for the billionaire to send a repulsor blast back. They went from laughing and relaxing to standing on an edge thousands of feet above solid ground. And now…now everything’s changed. And all it took was a combination of seconds; of decisions made, actions performed and words spoken that they couldn’t get back. Just a few ticks of the clock for their world to shatter.
It took two months and fourteen days.Well, two months and sixteen days if you wanted to be nitpicky and count the two days it had taken Tony to actually accept that yes, the phone was still lying on his desk, and no, it wouldn’t magically disappear just because he wished it so.The phone, and beneath it, that goddamn letter. If you need me, I’ll be there.
After the hell that was Ultron and the Sokovia Accords, Tony doesn’t blame the team for wanting nothing to do with him. To make up for past mistakes, Tony disappears into his lab and focuses on using his money and brains to provide the Avengers with more fancy tech than they’ll ever need. By doing this, he also doesn’t have to worry about Steve’s grim frown, Bucky’s hateful gaze, or everyone else’s cold annoyance.For six long months, this formula worked, but then fate decided to be a Loki-like dick and Tony wasn’t sure how it happened, but in the span of one week, he’d somehow acquired a kid.
He’s sitting there on the carpeted floor with blood dripping down the back of his head, holding the battered red notebook with trembling hands. He looks up from the page and tries to blink away the scribbled words that won’t seem to disappear from his eyesight. He can’t breathe, can’t get his throat to work properly because it feels like he’s being strangled by the sheer truth of what he realizes now.
They knew. Oh god, they knew.
When Tony discovers a devastating secret, it will threaten to tear apart everything they hold dear.
“And you think you could take me, do you, Stark?”“I’d give it a good fucking try. I’d like to shove you into the nearest wall and wrap my hands around your damn neck.”“Oh yeah? And then what?”Post-CACW, a series of phone calls between Tony and Steve.
Just a little Saturday morning smutlet…happy weekend!
She’s humming to herself as she scrubs at the remnants of cinnamon stuck in the depths of her mug and doesn’t hear him approach from behind, his bare feet making little sound on the hardwood as he cages her in with his arms. He chuckles at her flinch and she flicks the water from her fingers over her shoulder in retaliation.
“Sorry, love, didn’t mean to startle you.”
“Yes you did.”
He doesn’t respond, instead seeking the soft skin behind her ear with his slightly wet nose, his lips pressing a smile along her neck when he feels her responsive shiver.
“I was getting lonely.”
“I’ve only been over here for a few minutes…”
Who is she kidding? The way their lives are, a few minutes might be all they have before someone comes crashing through their door with a problem that just must be solved.
The grumble he mumbles against her skin sounds like an agreement to her unspoken thought.
I need some good harry fics/blurbs 1.2.3. goooooooooo
I’m assuming you’ve read all of my work because it is of course lovely! (Just kidding!)
Go read “Red” by @stylesunchained. It’s painful because it’s so amazing. She’s a brilliant writer.
And then check out everything she’s ever written. And make sure you’ve read everything @permanentcross has written as well. I consider the two of them to be tops in the Harry writing category, and I’m constantly striving to be closer to their genius and creativity.
Additionally, I’ve got some suggestions in my tags. You can search for “fic rec” for longer pieces of fiction; “blurbs I love” and “blurbs I like” for shorter pieces. There’s some amazing stuff there!!!!