It's Always Really Nice To See Someone Rec My Stuff, But To See One Of My Favorite Authors Rec TWO Pieces

It's always really nice to see someone rec my stuff, but to see one of my favorite authors rec TWO pieces of my work is really really neat to see! Thanks so much!

✩ WEEKLY FIC ROUND-UP ✩

A collection of fics I’ve read (/reread) and thoroughly enjoyed in the past week-ish from all kinds of fandoms and genres.

BNHA

Putting Infinity into Words by redrobin1989

Soul Mates have evolved with quirks to become Soul Bonds in which one feels the entire emotional spectrum and a fact about their future relationship. Or so Izuku had heard, he’d only ever two Soul Bonds and they both caused him pain. Until All Might and Yuuei and he finally learned what it was like to have a loving, thriving Bond.

Honesty’s The (Best?) Policy by honeyandsunshine

“Disorientation is one of the quirk’s side effects, along with dizziness, confusion, and flushing later on. He’s going to tell the truth the entire time, but the truth may be…” Aizawa stares exasperated at Midoriya before running a hand through his hair. He mutters something under his breath that sounds distinctly like goddamned problem child, before continuing. “It may be slurred and difficult to understand.”

Hanta does his best not to stare. He does not think his actions are convincing to anyone.

“So it uh… I mean, it’s like…” He eyes Midoriya’s disorderly movements. “He’s… drunk?”

– OR:

Aizawa is tired, Midoriya gets drugged, and Sero uncovers some uncomfortable truths about his friend’s past.

Between a Rock (And a Hard Place) by honeyandsunshine

Midoriya’s past is minefield just waiting for the right trigger. Todoroki’s present isn’t any better. Iida gets caught in the middle.

Or:

“You can’t tell Aizawa-sensei. You have to promise me you won’t tell him.”

Something builds in Tenya’s chest.

“I-“

“Promise me, Tenya.”

What else can he do?

“I- I promise.”

Harry Potter

rust and fur and reception sticks by rexcorvidae

Remus Lupin was 22, and broke, and barely capable of taking care of himself. These were things that he knew. But he knew this, too: He could not allow Lily and James’s son to stay in that house. - remus makes an impulsive decision, and has to deal with the consequences. he doesn’t regret it nearly as much as he probably should.

ATLA

A Baptism of Fire by azenki

[A baptism of fire: a difficult introduction to a new job or activity.]

Crown Prince Zuko’s introduction to his new role as exile is difficult indeed. Chin Zun only wishes he didn’t have to watch.

Or: there were citizens at that Agni Kai. Chin Zun is one of them.

The Witcher

of music and motion and love by WriteThroughTheNight

When Jaskier was four, he slipped his mother’s watch and went to the field to gather a bouquet of dandelions. He climbed back into the yard, as stealthy as a child really cared to be, and crept over to the barn. In the barn, lived a secret. (The man he thought his father said the secret was a monster, a plague. His mother said the secret was his sister.)

OR

Jaskier comes from a far humbler background, and would really like to know why Yennefer never came back for her youngest brother.

so can we pretend, sweetly by theredtailedhawkwithjewelsforeyes

Jaskier is a regular human bard, and Geralt could swear that yesterday he’d had regular human teeth. They’re just a little bit too long for his mouth, now- too white, too sharp. A predator’s. Jaskier clicks them together, experimentally, and winces when he bites his tongue. “Fuck anyone you weren’t supposed to?” 

“I don’t fuck anyone I’m supposed to,” Jaskier says, a little proudly.

I Know The Kindest Thing (Is To Never Leave You Alone) by WinterSky101 (+ podfic)

Geralt worries about Jaskier’s mortality. Jaskier finds out that witchers are, apparently, incredibly stupid.

(Honestly, how did Geralt not notice that Jaskier didn’t age for decades?)

all some children do is work by some_stars

It’s two children, he realizes as they slowly sit up. They look about eight or nine, not that he’s much judge of children’s ages. One is a girl, dark-haired, in a shabby dress. The other is a boy. His clothes aren’t much better, and his hair isn’t much lighter than the girl’s, but his eyes—

His eyes, Jaskier realizes with a distant sense of horror, are gold like a cat’s. His mind makes one more valiant effort to keep from connecting the obvious dots and recognizing them, and then it finally does.

“How in the unholy fuck,” Jaskier says to no one, “did this shit happen?”

protestants: god is not an absent father! talk to god like a friend! god is always with you! bring your problems to god, no matter how small! it’s not at all weird to call god “daddy!”

catholics: god is far too important to give a fuck about your lost keys or your algebra exam. please address your petty concerns to one of god’s ten thousand holy secretaries. if it’s really important, consider asking his mom.

Whenever I meet an ex-Christian I can always tell whether they were Catholic or Evangelical because Catholics are all “Ohhh I have a ~complicated~ relationship with religion, I listen to ~Hozier~” and ex-Evangelicals/Fundamentalists would like. Burn down their former church with no hesitation and a smile on their face

Prize for my follower raffle on twitter for @fengtianshi who wanted Shinsou mesmerized by a well dressed Kami!

Bonus bc equality:

Fanfic Writer Friday

Alright fellow fanfic friends, it’s Friday, the best day of the week, and it’s about to get a lot more fun. Ya know why?

Reblog this post if you want people to send you asks about your writing process, wip/fics, or headcanons today! For each ask you get, send and ask back in return!

This is a weekly event, to be held every Friday (obviously) and is open to all fanfic writers in any fandom! Don’t be shy about sending asks to blogs you don’t know—this is a great way for writers to get to know different blogs and fics, and make new friends!

(in case you feel like you’ve seen something like this before, this is based of of writeblr’s Storyteller Saturday, aka STS!)

love is stored in the found family trope