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nia_kantorkaAutumn has arrived, the nights get shorter (at least in the nothern hemisphere), and that's the time to spend with a good book or fic on the sofa, candles flickering in the background and a mug of hot tea to stay all warm and cosy. If you'll need some inspiration what to read, take a look at all the rectober recs which are currently being posted.
This first week of Rectober I like to share a few gorgeous fusion fics. I want to focus mostly on multifandom recs because I think there will be enough H/D and other HP fics recced this month.
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Title: Your Body Before Me 3rd and last part of the Sic Gorgiamus Allos Subjectatos Nunc series
Author/Artist:
etothepii
Fandom: Sherlock BBC
Pairing(s): Sherlock/John
Rating: R
Word Count: 3,476 (of 20,213)
Warnings/Tags: The author choose no warnings and no tags, but I'd like to tag dark humour, and warn about various forms of removing body parts and digesting poisons.
Summary: Sherlock experiments on John.
Why I loved it: This is a fusion with The Addams Family and it's so wonderfully done. Geez, I'm still so glad that I found this series. John and Harry are related to the Addams family by their mother's side and they've inherited a lot of their special abilities. If you know the story, you can guess some of the things John (and Harry) can do. In the second part John's nature is revealed to Sherlock because of a case (of course) and in the third part Sherlock wants to know all about it. So, Sherlock's invited by John to do a autopsy on him. Yepp, an autopsy on the living John. And it's strange, and a bit medical, and gross, and heartwarming and if you take that literally, you're not wrong either - I loved it to pieces.
Excerpt: He could push down right now and his strength would be enough to sever John's head from his shoulders. It's all right, he repeats to himself. He wants you to.
"What's the matter?" John asks when Sherlock hasn't moved for several seconds. He wears a small, puzzled frown. "Is something wrong?"
I don't think I can hurt you, Sherlock thinks helplessly. He's never been in this sort of position before, and while his mind still remembers the sight of John's hand moving independently from his arm, that doesn't mean it'll work again.
John's still waiting for an answer.
"I can't," Sherlock says.
"Why not?" John asks. He seems somehow perplexed at the idea that Sherlock might be uncomfortable decapitating him with a meat cleaver. He figures it out when Sherlock can't find the words to express his thoughts. "Oh," he says. "Oh. Would -- would it be better if I did it? The head part, at least."
xox
Title: I Seem to Be a Verb
Author/Artist: Aja
Fandom: Inception
Pairing(s) Arthur/Eames
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 93,873
Warnings/Tags: Notting Hill AU, Celebrity AU, London, Bookstores, Celebrities, RPF, architecture, Buckminster Fuller, Schmoop, Hipsters, Arthur's life is so hard, But not as hard as Ariadne's, Science, Bookstore AU, Social Anxiety, Anxiety, Anxiety Attacks, Falling In Love, Relationship Issues, Things are ok then really happy then really sad then slowly better then really happy again I promise
Summary: Notting Hill AU, written for the i_k prompt, "I'm just a girl standing in front of a boy, asking him to love her." Arthur owns a quirky hipster science bookstore. Eames is a world-famous mega-celebrity.
Clearly this calls for a meet-cute.
Why I loved it: This is not only a fic about Arthur and Eames, as one would assume reading an Inception fic. No, it's also a fic about words, books, authors, book titles, and Arhtur's wonder of a bookshop, The Robie House. And that bookshop, Jesus, I wish it was real. I'd love to go and take a look. If I could choose, I'd have taken a look at its version before Arthur even met Eames, but I'm sure the version Ariadne and Mal designed and reconstructed would be a fabulous place too.
Arthur and Eames are fabulous and funny in this story, and dorks because they talk a lot but not enough about things that matter.
Yeah, this fic has a lot of wonderful scenes: ridiculous ones about the bookshop owner and the celebrity being together or seperated in public, and some more wonderful and hurtful ones when they are on their own. Arthur does a lot of mistakes, Eames too, so there's heartbreak and getting over it and - don't worry - a lovely happy ending as well. It's one of my favourite Inception fics and if you take a look at its amount of kudos and bookmarks I'm not the only one in love with this long and brilliant story.
If you love books and loved Inception, you'll have a hell of a good time with this story.
Excerpt: "I don't normally go around accosting booksellers like this," Eames said breathlessly when their lips parted briefly, before angling back in. Behind them the coffee was hissing as it met the brim of the pot. "I know the circumstances currently would argue to the contrary, but please believe me when I say that"—he flicked his tongue over Arthur's ear—"I've never done anything like this before."
Arthur maneuvered around the table and tugged him against the wall, grateful for the solid surface against his back, wondering how unseemly it would be if he just peeled off Eames' clothing and sucked him off right there against the wood paneling. "I wish I could say the same," he said, going for the buttons on Eames' trousers, trying not to get too caught up in the expression on Eames' face, in the warmth in his eyes, lest the whole thing become too overwhelming. "It's actually a common problem for bookstore owners, being seduced by celebrities."
"Oh, is it," Eames chuckled, running his hand down Arthur's back and grinding their hips together. "By all means, carry on being seduced, then."
xox
Title: Kings Among Runaways series
Author/Artist: dfotw
Fandom: Avengers/Hellboy (Marvel/Dark Horse)
Pairing(s) Loki/Nuada
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 20,564
Warnings/Tags: Avengers Hellboy crossover
Summary:
The Avengers/Hellboy villain crossover you never knew you wanted.
Or,
Loki meets Nuada at a young age; the consequences of this encounter reverberate along both their lives until they meet again... and we get to see what these fallen princes can do together.
Why I loved it: It all started withalby_mangroves pic For I Shall Watch Over You which I saw and fell in love with from the start. Of course I had to read the story behind this picture. And boy, did I fall in love again.
I have a soft spot for the outcast, the ones not fitting in, and the ones who make a lot of wrong decisions because that's what the deeply hurt ones do. These two princes are so lost and misunderstood and alone until they meet. They don't are easy on another, proud princes that they are with all their hidden agendas. But they'll get there, being lovers and partners in crime and that's fabulous. Three parts out of four are told from Loki's pov, one from Nuada's. Both are done so well with their voices a bit strange and unhuman and very different from another. If you're up for a rare pairing and two MC's with intruiging voices, take a look at it. This series is a little gem.
Oh, you can totally read it without knowing much about Hellboy and if you know who's who in the Avenger's movies that's enought to enjoy this series. At least I did, and I'm one of this crazy chicks who often get their canon knowledge from reading fics...
Excerpt: “I appreciate it, as I would appreciate it if you did not try to play me for a fool.” Nuada’s eyes flashed. “I am willing to offer you my assistance, should you need it, as a gesture of thanks for the part you played in my escape from prison... but I will not be your pawn, and I will not allow you to lie to me. So, make your choice, Loki of Asgard: leave now and I will bear you neither ill-will nor gratitude... or stay and be ready to be honest for once in your life.”
Leave, Loki’s mind hissed. Leave now, right now, while there’s still the possibility that he will not stab you in the back as you walk out.
Loki stood up, drew his shoulders straight, and looked at the cave entrance.
Leave, his heart pleaded. Leave while all you’ve invested are a few centuries of dreams and hopes. Leave while you still haven’t had to drink the dregs of disappointment.
Loki gave two steps forwards. True to his word, Nuada stepped back to let him through.
Leave, advised experience. Leave before the inevitable betrayal comes, before your ambition or his get in the way. Leave, you’ve always been better off alone.
Loki gave three steps more and felt the wind on his face.
Leave, said a small voice he’d tried his best to supress for years. Leave before your mistakes catch up with you and you drag him down with you.
Loki stopped at the entrance of the cave. Plans swirled through his mind (lying low in Nieflheimr, negotiating a pardon through the BPRD in exchange for Nuada’s location, a last-ditch attempt to recover the Tesseract from the busy Avengers, a glorious but ultimately futile charge against The Other and his master...) and he paused to look back, more than half-expecting to meet the business end of that silver lance.
Nuada stood in the middle of the cave, arms crossed over his chest, watching him leave with such bitter, ancient sadness in his yellow eyes that Loki felt his resolve shatter.
“Damn you!” said Loki, closing his eyes and wishing he’d at least been spared the indignity of hearing his voice shake like that. “Damn you...”
“Oh Loki...”
When Nuada reached for him, Loki allowed himself to be pulled into his embrace, eyes still closed; he took a deep breath and finally smelled up close the perfume of old leaves and distant spices which had haunted his dreams for years.
This first week of Rectober I like to share a few gorgeous fusion fics. I want to focus mostly on multifandom recs because I think there will be enough H/D and other HP fics recced this month.
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raitalaTitle: Your Body Before Me 3rd and last part of the Sic Gorgiamus Allos Subjectatos Nunc series
Author/Artist:
Fandom: Sherlock BBC
Pairing(s): Sherlock/John
Rating: R
Word Count: 3,476 (of 20,213)
Warnings/Tags: The author choose no warnings and no tags, but I'd like to tag dark humour, and warn about various forms of removing body parts and digesting poisons.
Summary: Sherlock experiments on John.
Why I loved it: This is a fusion with The Addams Family and it's so wonderfully done. Geez, I'm still so glad that I found this series. John and Harry are related to the Addams family by their mother's side and they've inherited a lot of their special abilities. If you know the story, you can guess some of the things John (and Harry) can do. In the second part John's nature is revealed to Sherlock because of a case (of course) and in the third part Sherlock wants to know all about it. So, Sherlock's invited by John to do a autopsy on him. Yepp, an autopsy on the living John. And it's strange, and a bit medical, and gross, and heartwarming and if you take that literally, you're not wrong either - I loved it to pieces.
Excerpt: He could push down right now and his strength would be enough to sever John's head from his shoulders. It's all right, he repeats to himself. He wants you to.
"What's the matter?" John asks when Sherlock hasn't moved for several seconds. He wears a small, puzzled frown. "Is something wrong?"
I don't think I can hurt you, Sherlock thinks helplessly. He's never been in this sort of position before, and while his mind still remembers the sight of John's hand moving independently from his arm, that doesn't mean it'll work again.
John's still waiting for an answer.
"I can't," Sherlock says.
"Why not?" John asks. He seems somehow perplexed at the idea that Sherlock might be uncomfortable decapitating him with a meat cleaver. He figures it out when Sherlock can't find the words to express his thoughts. "Oh," he says. "Oh. Would -- would it be better if I did it? The head part, at least."
Title: I Seem to Be a Verb
Author/Artist:
Fandom: Inception
Pairing(s) Arthur/Eames
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 93,873
Warnings/Tags: Notting Hill AU, Celebrity AU, London, Bookstores, Celebrities, RPF, architecture, Buckminster Fuller, Schmoop, Hipsters, Arthur's life is so hard, But not as hard as Ariadne's, Science, Bookstore AU, Social Anxiety, Anxiety, Anxiety Attacks, Falling In Love, Relationship Issues, Things are ok then really happy then really sad then slowly better then really happy again I promise
Summary: Notting Hill AU, written for the i_k prompt, "I'm just a girl standing in front of a boy, asking him to love her." Arthur owns a quirky hipster science bookstore. Eames is a world-famous mega-celebrity.
Clearly this calls for a meet-cute.
Why I loved it: This is not only a fic about Arthur and Eames, as one would assume reading an Inception fic. No, it's also a fic about words, books, authors, book titles, and Arhtur's wonder of a bookshop, The Robie House. And that bookshop, Jesus, I wish it was real. I'd love to go and take a look. If I could choose, I'd have taken a look at its version before Arthur even met Eames, but I'm sure the version Ariadne and Mal designed and reconstructed would be a fabulous place too.
Arthur and Eames are fabulous and funny in this story, and dorks because they talk a lot but not enough about things that matter.
Yeah, this fic has a lot of wonderful scenes: ridiculous ones about the bookshop owner and the celebrity being together or seperated in public, and some more wonderful and hurtful ones when they are on their own. Arthur does a lot of mistakes, Eames too, so there's heartbreak and getting over it and - don't worry - a lovely happy ending as well. It's one of my favourite Inception fics and if you take a look at its amount of kudos and bookmarks I'm not the only one in love with this long and brilliant story.
If you love books and loved Inception, you'll have a hell of a good time with this story.
Excerpt: "I don't normally go around accosting booksellers like this," Eames said breathlessly when their lips parted briefly, before angling back in. Behind them the coffee was hissing as it met the brim of the pot. "I know the circumstances currently would argue to the contrary, but please believe me when I say that"—he flicked his tongue over Arthur's ear—"I've never done anything like this before."
Arthur maneuvered around the table and tugged him against the wall, grateful for the solid surface against his back, wondering how unseemly it would be if he just peeled off Eames' clothing and sucked him off right there against the wood paneling. "I wish I could say the same," he said, going for the buttons on Eames' trousers, trying not to get too caught up in the expression on Eames' face, in the warmth in his eyes, lest the whole thing become too overwhelming. "It's actually a common problem for bookstore owners, being seduced by celebrities."
"Oh, is it," Eames chuckled, running his hand down Arthur's back and grinding their hips together. "By all means, carry on being seduced, then."
Title: Kings Among Runaways series
Author/Artist:
Fandom: Avengers/Hellboy (Marvel/Dark Horse)
Pairing(s) Loki/Nuada
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 20,564
Warnings/Tags: Avengers Hellboy crossover
Summary:
The Avengers/Hellboy villain crossover you never knew you wanted.
Or,
Loki meets Nuada at a young age; the consequences of this encounter reverberate along both their lives until they meet again... and we get to see what these fallen princes can do together.
Why I loved it: It all started with
alby_mangroves pic For I Shall Watch Over You which I saw and fell in love with from the start. Of course I had to read the story behind this picture. And boy, did I fall in love again. I have a soft spot for the outcast, the ones not fitting in, and the ones who make a lot of wrong decisions because that's what the deeply hurt ones do. These two princes are so lost and misunderstood and alone until they meet. They don't are easy on another, proud princes that they are with all their hidden agendas. But they'll get there, being lovers and partners in crime and that's fabulous. Three parts out of four are told from Loki's pov, one from Nuada's. Both are done so well with their voices a bit strange and unhuman and very different from another. If you're up for a rare pairing and two MC's with intruiging voices, take a look at it. This series is a little gem.
Oh, you can totally read it without knowing much about Hellboy and if you know who's who in the Avenger's movies that's enought to enjoy this series. At least I did, and I'm one of this crazy chicks who often get their canon knowledge from reading fics...
Excerpt: “I appreciate it, as I would appreciate it if you did not try to play me for a fool.” Nuada’s eyes flashed. “I am willing to offer you my assistance, should you need it, as a gesture of thanks for the part you played in my escape from prison... but I will not be your pawn, and I will not allow you to lie to me. So, make your choice, Loki of Asgard: leave now and I will bear you neither ill-will nor gratitude... or stay and be ready to be honest for once in your life.”
Leave, Loki’s mind hissed. Leave now, right now, while there’s still the possibility that he will not stab you in the back as you walk out.
Loki stood up, drew his shoulders straight, and looked at the cave entrance.
Leave, his heart pleaded. Leave while all you’ve invested are a few centuries of dreams and hopes. Leave while you still haven’t had to drink the dregs of disappointment.
Loki gave two steps forwards. True to his word, Nuada stepped back to let him through.
Leave, advised experience. Leave before the inevitable betrayal comes, before your ambition or his get in the way. Leave, you’ve always been better off alone.
Loki gave three steps more and felt the wind on his face.
Leave, said a small voice he’d tried his best to supress for years. Leave before your mistakes catch up with you and you drag him down with you.
Loki stopped at the entrance of the cave. Plans swirled through his mind (lying low in Nieflheimr, negotiating a pardon through the BPRD in exchange for Nuada’s location, a last-ditch attempt to recover the Tesseract from the busy Avengers, a glorious but ultimately futile charge against The Other and his master...) and he paused to look back, more than half-expecting to meet the business end of that silver lance.
Nuada stood in the middle of the cave, arms crossed over his chest, watching him leave with such bitter, ancient sadness in his yellow eyes that Loki felt his resolve shatter.
“Damn you!” said Loki, closing his eyes and wishing he’d at least been spared the indignity of hearing his voice shake like that. “Damn you...”
“Oh Loki...”
When Nuada reached for him, Loki allowed himself to be pulled into his embrace, eyes still closed; he took a deep breath and finally smelled up close the perfume of old leaves and distant spices which had haunted his dreams for years.
