All These Small Things
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nia_kantorkaYay, one can get lost in between all the fests and Advent fics and it is likely that we all miss some wonderful things. Here are some I've found these last days.
Fandom: Harry Potter
Title: Plaguesong
Author/Artist:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
lomonaaeren
Pairing(s) Harry/Draco
Rating: R
Word Count: ~5,4k
Tags: Bonding, Forced Bonding, Mildly Dubious Consent, Plague, Angst, Romance
Summary: Against the Boneturn Plague, the wizarding world is helpless--unless two powerful wizards bond so that their twinned consciousness can drive out the disease. And Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy are the two best candidates a desperate Ministry has been able to find.
Notes: An Advent fic based on an anonymous request: Harry and Draco never became friends after the war, but a plague is attacking the Wizarding world, and only they have the combined magic powerful enough to cast the spell to effect a cure. But it requires that they not only become bonded, but must consummate the union.
Why I loved it:
I have a very soft spot for bonding!fics and this one was incredible. Of course they both don't want to bond and even worse consummate their bond, but they're going to do it for the sake of their world nonetheless. And the act itself starts with a discussion about who's going to top and, well, both their reactions made me speechless here. That moment I knew I was reading a gem. And the premise was fulfilled. The best part was how their magic undid the plague. The whole magical concept here took my breath away. I don't want to spoil that special part. Best go and see for yourself how great this story is.
Excerpt:
Draco placed his hands flat on the bed to hold himself up. He felt as if his head had flown off his shoulders and was circling around the room like a witless dove who'd lost its mate.
He'd assumed without thinking about it that Potter would top, and Draco would let him because it wasn't worth fighting about; he'd lived in fear of the plague for enough months now, watched it slay enough friends, that he wanted the fear to stop more than he wanted anything else. He'd also assumed Potter would be rough, horrendous in fact, that--
But that one statement had given him more insight into Potter than he'd had in all their lives before.
And just for the record.lomonaaeren's Advent fics are all worth a closer look. Every morning I'm opening the next one of this wonderful Advent calender. :D
Title: Safe the Last Dance For Me
Author/Artist: current anon on![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
mini_fest
Pairing(s) Harry/Viktor
Rating: G
Word Count: ~1k
Tags: Yule Ball, Dancing
Summary: “I think, perhaps you’ve just never danced with the right person. I think perhaps you need someone to lead you, not you lead someone. You are leader in life; you do not need to be in dance.”
Why I loved it:
This was such a tender little story. I loved how Viktor was able to see right through Harry's defences and cracked them in no time with his Bulgarian charme. I would love to read more about these adorable two.
Excerpt:
“I’m afraid I’ve two left feet when it comes to dancing,” Harry said, hoping Viktor would eventually take the hint and stop talking about it.
“That is nonsense. Anyone who can fly a broom as well as you could when you outflew the Horntail has a natural grace that can be translated into dancing. I think, perhaps you’ve just never danced with the right person. I think perhaps you need someone to lead you, not you lead someone. You are leader in life; you do not need to be in dance.
Fandom: Sherlock Holmes
Title: The Diary of a Young Omega
Author/Artist:corpsereviver2
Pairing(s) Sherlock/John
Rating: R
Word Count: ~30k
Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omega Sherlock, Alpha John, Advent Calendar, Alternate Universe, Teen!Sherlock, AU - Historical, Fluff, Happy Ending, canon-typical descriptions of crime, Teenlock, Christmas, Angst, angst will be resolved, Consensual Sex
Summary: Sherlock Holmes, a young Omega, aged sixteen, is encouraged to keep a diary as such genteel activities are good discipline for the mind, soothing for the body, and encouraging of other Omega-appropriate pastimes until such time as his parents secure him an appropriate Alpha mate.
That's the theory, anyway.
Why I loved it:
It's a surprise in itself that I'm reccing an Alpha/Omega fic here because that's normally one of my least favourite tropes. But I really need to do it. This fic was wonderful. It was not all about being forced to 'slick together to some knotted ecstasy' due to some pheromones. That's the main reason I have a problem with this trope. It isn't non-con where I can prepare myself, and it isn't a bond where the charas can choose to fight or accept it. It's just hormones and they are so strong that they overshade everything.
Isn't it more intruiging when the characters choose their faith/partner/relationship on their own? For me it definitely is.
Here it was a lot of fun to follow Sherlock telling his diary about his life. How he found ways around the forces of nature, dealed with the restrictions for Omegas, and sneaked around them most of the time. Sherlock was such a lovely character and John couldn't but fell for him. Nevertheless, John had the patience of a saint. Therefore it was the best part when he finally started to crumble.
And yes, it is an Advent fic from last year, so, no need to wait and see from day to day. You can just start and finish this great story.
Excerpt:
He suggested a walk to the market where an old woman selling flowers called out to hm, “Posy for your sweetheart?”
That time I know I did not imagine him flush. It was both amusing and, in its way, charming, and he could do naught for a moment but splutter. I took pity and called back to her, “I prefer wormwood and nightshade, dear lady! My gifts come from the apothecary!”
She had the decency to look properly scandalised; John laughed so hard that he coughed.
“You are really like no one I have ever met before,” he said.
“Like no Omega you have met before,” I corrected him.
“No, like no human I have ever met before. Full stop.” He crossed his arms and stared at me for a moment which was a bit disturbing.
Fandom: Harry Potter
Title: Plaguesong
Author/Artist:
lomonaaerenPairing(s) Harry/Draco
Rating: R
Word Count: ~5,4k
Tags: Bonding, Forced Bonding, Mildly Dubious Consent, Plague, Angst, Romance
Summary: Against the Boneturn Plague, the wizarding world is helpless--unless two powerful wizards bond so that their twinned consciousness can drive out the disease. And Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy are the two best candidates a desperate Ministry has been able to find.
Notes: An Advent fic based on an anonymous request: Harry and Draco never became friends after the war, but a plague is attacking the Wizarding world, and only they have the combined magic powerful enough to cast the spell to effect a cure. But it requires that they not only become bonded, but must consummate the union.
Why I loved it:
I have a very soft spot for bonding!fics and this one was incredible. Of course they both don't want to bond and even worse consummate their bond, but they're going to do it for the sake of their world nonetheless. And the act itself starts with a discussion about who's going to top and, well, both their reactions made me speechless here. That moment I knew I was reading a gem. And the premise was fulfilled. The best part was how their magic undid the plague. The whole magical concept here took my breath away. I don't want to spoil that special part. Best go and see for yourself how great this story is.
Excerpt:
Draco placed his hands flat on the bed to hold himself up. He felt as if his head had flown off his shoulders and was circling around the room like a witless dove who'd lost its mate.
He'd assumed without thinking about it that Potter would top, and Draco would let him because it wasn't worth fighting about; he'd lived in fear of the plague for enough months now, watched it slay enough friends, that he wanted the fear to stop more than he wanted anything else. He'd also assumed Potter would be rough, horrendous in fact, that--
But that one statement had given him more insight into Potter than he'd had in all their lives before.
And just for the record.
lomonaaeren's Advent fics are all worth a closer look. Every morning I'm opening the next one of this wonderful Advent calender. :DTitle: Safe the Last Dance For Me
Author/Artist: current anon on
mini_festPairing(s) Harry/Viktor
Rating: G
Word Count: ~1k
Tags: Yule Ball, Dancing
Summary: “I think, perhaps you’ve just never danced with the right person. I think perhaps you need someone to lead you, not you lead someone. You are leader in life; you do not need to be in dance.”
Why I loved it:
This was such a tender little story. I loved how Viktor was able to see right through Harry's defences and cracked them in no time with his Bulgarian charme. I would love to read more about these adorable two.
Excerpt:
“I’m afraid I’ve two left feet when it comes to dancing,” Harry said, hoping Viktor would eventually take the hint and stop talking about it.
“That is nonsense. Anyone who can fly a broom as well as you could when you outflew the Horntail has a natural grace that can be translated into dancing. I think, perhaps you’ve just never danced with the right person. I think perhaps you need someone to lead you, not you lead someone. You are leader in life; you do not need to be in dance.
Fandom: Sherlock Holmes
Title: The Diary of a Young Omega
Author/Artist:
corpsereviver2Pairing(s) Sherlock/John
Rating: R
Word Count: ~30k
Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omega Sherlock, Alpha John, Advent Calendar, Alternate Universe, Teen!Sherlock, AU - Historical, Fluff, Happy Ending, canon-typical descriptions of crime, Teenlock, Christmas, Angst, angst will be resolved, Consensual Sex
Summary: Sherlock Holmes, a young Omega, aged sixteen, is encouraged to keep a diary as such genteel activities are good discipline for the mind, soothing for the body, and encouraging of other Omega-appropriate pastimes until such time as his parents secure him an appropriate Alpha mate.
That's the theory, anyway.
Why I loved it:
It's a surprise in itself that I'm reccing an Alpha/Omega fic here because that's normally one of my least favourite tropes. But I really need to do it. This fic was wonderful. It was not all about being forced to 'slick together to some knotted ecstasy' due to some pheromones. That's the main reason I have a problem with this trope. It isn't non-con where I can prepare myself, and it isn't a bond where the charas can choose to fight or accept it. It's just hormones and they are so strong that they overshade everything.
Isn't it more intruiging when the characters choose their faith/partner/relationship on their own? For me it definitely is.
Here it was a lot of fun to follow Sherlock telling his diary about his life. How he found ways around the forces of nature, dealed with the restrictions for Omegas, and sneaked around them most of the time. Sherlock was such a lovely character and John couldn't but fell for him. Nevertheless, John had the patience of a saint. Therefore it was the best part when he finally started to crumble.
And yes, it is an Advent fic from last year, so, no need to wait and see from day to day. You can just start and finish this great story.
Excerpt:
He suggested a walk to the market where an old woman selling flowers called out to hm, “Posy for your sweetheart?”
That time I know I did not imagine him flush. It was both amusing and, in its way, charming, and he could do naught for a moment but splutter. I took pity and called back to her, “I prefer wormwood and nightshade, dear lady! My gifts come from the apothecary!”
She had the decency to look properly scandalised; John laughed so hard that he coughed.
“You are really like no one I have ever met before,” he said.
“Like no Omega you have met before,” I corrected him.
“No, like no human I have ever met before. Full stop.” He crossed his arms and stared at me for a moment which was a bit disturbing.
