#Rec.2020

[haveyoureadthisdcfic]

Pennyworth: The Daring Young Man

Authour: @thebibliosphere (Demorra)

Subfandom: Batman

Media: TV Shows

Relationships: Gen (Alfred Pennyworth-centric)

Year: 2024

Summary:

Alfred knew from the first ring of the phone that something was wrong. He stumbled on suddenly unsteady feet; the world reeling sideways as a strange sense of déjà vu washed over him. It was the same sickening lurch he’d felt on the night Martha and Thomas died: a feeling like the proverbial rug had been pulled out from under his feet as the building blocks of the universe tumbled down around him. He’d had a few moments like that before, little flashes of premonition that made him wonder if Baroness Ortsey, that mad old witch in her cell under London, had done more than drug his tea one time. But none of those brief flashes could compare to what he’d felt that night: the debilitating swell of sickness that had opened up the pit of his stomach, accompanied by the harrowing, agonizing certainty that something had gone irrevocably wrong. The same feeling he had now. Something was wrong. Something was very, very wrong. And the phone just kept on ringing. --- Fic request for Pennyworth!Alfred meets young Dick Grayson. Hurt, comfort, and shenanigans ensue.

Submitted by anon

thebibliosphere is one of the only people writing for the pennyworth fandom and the fic is so good! you can read it without seeing the show but I definitely recommend the show too

[just-leui]

i've started making 2020-style sparkly pfps of campbell :3

[drarry-reccage]

Focus Potion by @fw00shy (T, 11k)

Tags: Angst with a happy ending, Post-war trauma, Touch-starved, Italy

When Harry first found Draco, all he saw was the long hair, and what he saw in his long hair was Lucius Malfoy. So Harry had pressed his mouth into a thin line and only said what he absolutely needed to say. Harry needed a potion, he said. One that would help him focus. He left as soon as he could, and took the short way back to Ginny. They had arrived at Vernazza last night by Portkey and expected to stay three more before embarking on to the next leg of their romantic honeymoon on the continent. It was Harry’s first proper holiday so he was a bit anxious and eager to get back to Ginny. He hoped she could teach him how to act like a normal person and relax. Hermione had said he needed that. He needed to relax. When he got back he found Ginny reading a book. It was one of those hardback ones with a fetching cover of illustrated flowers and scripted golden text. He thought it complimented her because they both looked beautiful as she sat out on the balcony with the sun glowing on her skin and the sea behind her. He waited for her to finish the paragraph and put down the book before he said, “I found Draco Malfoy.” “You found him,” she said with more wariness than he had anticipated. “I wasn’t aware that we were looking for him.” “Yes. Well.” Harry stopped to carefully consider his words. Ginny had not liked what she called his “fixation with the war, it was not healthy, not for him or anyone around him”, and Draco Malfoy would absolutely fit in her and Hermione’s category of “fixation with the war”. So he thought a while longer, and decided that when he set out today, he hadn’t actually been looking for Draco. He had been looking for a potion, to help him focus. So he told her, “No, I wasn’t, I suppose. I was looking for a potion, and there’s only one apothecary in town, and Malfoy happened to be running it. So you could say that I ran into him more than I found him.”

(rec by @cailynwrites)

���� Podfic by me HERE, recorded for @the-starryknight's Drarry 'Round the World collection 🎧

[blood-mocha-latte]

OKAY i want to see how Long this can get. reblog and rec your favorite luztoye fic. if you feel like it, say what you like about it!

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[sweetteaandpie]

attn: siegfried farnon x audrey hall shippers,

i'm relatively new to the fandom. can you recommend me your favourite siegfried x audrey fics? i need some new reading material. please and thank you.

i love these cinnamon rolls. well, mrs hall is a cinnamon roll. siegfried is more like a...pavlova. a little hard on the outside, softer on the inside.

[djostateofmind]

I just want you guys to come hang out with me in The Harrington Hive and talk about Joe Keery with me 😭

[dewitty1]

Carey ‘W’Recs Wednesday(｡•̀ᴗ-)✧ presents:  

 The One Where Draco Loses his Mind and Gains a Boyfriend

oldenuf2nb, sassy_cissa  @dianacopland @sassy-cissa

Chapters: 1/1

Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter, Hermione Granger/Ron Weasley, Harry Potter/Original Male Character(s) Characters: Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Pansy Parkinson, Hermione Granger Additional Tags: Fake/Pretend Relationship, Auror Ron Weasley, Snarky Draco Malfoy, Post-Second War with Voldemort, Harry Potter Epilogue What Epilogue | EWE, Bottom Harry

Summary:

"How is it Potter can manage to drive me crazy and yet make me want to help him? I have to have lost my mind to even consider this insanity."

(੭ˊ͈ ꒵ˋ͈)੭*⁺˚. * ･ ｡ﾟ☆

Excerpt:

"Are you coming, love?"

The endearment was a bit like a shot to the solar plexus, but Harry grabbed himself by the legendary bootstraps. "Get a grip, Potter," he thought, giving Draco a slight smile as he followed him.

They were walking side by side, shoulders nearly touching, when Harry heard voices approaching from the hotel lobby. A man and a woman, bickering softly but unmistakably headed their way.

Draco held out his hand. Harry stared at it for a moment, then reached out and grabbed it.

The long, pale hand was warmer than he expected, and soft. There were no broomstick callouses left over on the smooth skin, unlike Harry's. He flew every day when the weather around his home in Ottery St. Catchpole allowed it; he'd purchased ten acres from Arthur at the end of the war and restored what had been a falling down pile of nineteenth century stones into the small, charming cottage where he lived. He found himself wondering if maybe Draco couldn't fly in Wiltshire.

The couple he'd heard entered the hallway abreast with them, and Draco leaned into his side. Harry felt a surge of pleasure so strong he almost missed what Draco was saying.

"Pay attention, Harry," Draco said with a meaningful look. "Shall we start this little bit of theatre now? Because that woman is one of the biggest gossips on the board of St Mungo's, and she's well enough connected everywhere that she can give it all a bit of a kick start."

Harry swallowed nervously. "Uhm, yeah, okay. Sure."

"So decisive," Draco teased. He leaned closer, grey eyes wide. "Buck up, lover. I'm about to kiss you."

Harry made a small sound of surprise as Draco turned and slipped his arm around Harry's waist. He pulled Harry against him, leaned forward, and angled his head before taking Harry's lip in a soft, careful kiss.

There was a sound a startlement across from them but Harry couldn't pay attention to that; he was too stunned by the soft lips currently moving on his. He caught his breath, opening his mouth and inhaling Draco's breath. He tasted dark and spicy, the top note of smoke and the richness of the oak barrels firewhisky cured in, and it made Harry's toes curl.

He lifted his hand to the back of Draco's head and his fingers speared through the strands of blond hair. Harry discovered that yes, indeed, it was as soft as it looked. When Draco's hand spread on his lower back and pulled him closer, Harry went pliable at the insistent pull, allowing himself to curve into Draco's chest. A long, slender thigh slipped between Harry's legs, and the obvious strength in it was thrilling. He found himself wanting to push even closer. His prick hardened so fast it was dizzying, and he knew pressing it against Draco's prominent hipbone would be heavenly. He didn't, but it was a near thing.

Draco finally pulled back, his full lips darkened pink and his eyes half-lidded. "Lovely," he murmured, pressing a soft kiss to Harry's throat just above the collar of his robes.

꒰♡ˊ͈ ु꒳ ूˋ͈꒱.⑅*♡

[lesbiandarvey]

WAIT I JUST REALIZED THERE ARE TAYLOR SONGS I HAVENT HEARD BEFORE

[thatmultifandomchick]

No greater hell than having your favorite book be public domain but most of the adaptations suck ass

[haveyoureadthisdcfic]

Authour: @frownyalfred (TheResurrectionist)

Subfandom: Batman

Media: All Media Types

Relationships: Gen (Alfred Pennyworth & Bruce Wayne)

Year: 2022

Summary:

Everyone knows who the butler is.

Submitted by anon

[sonofcelluloid]

You got devils minion fic recs?

My friend, I’ve finally done it. Here’s Sonofcelluloid’s Top 30(ish) Favorite Devil’s Minion Fics.

When you sent me this ask I was already elbows deep in a mission to “read every single devil’s minion fic there is” (with a few exceptions), so sorry for the wait, but I took this task deathly seriously. I’d like to think there’s a little something in there for everyone, so I hope you enjoy<<33

[dwtdog]

no one is awake so i can say it makes me irrationally (heavy on the irrational) mad when the only dnf fics people rec r from like fucking 2021 lol

[drarry-reccage]

You See Through My Disguise by @aibidil (10k, T)

Tags: War AU, Creative Use of Transfiguration, Sassy Harry

"There's fucking rats in here. I thought you were supposed to be all posh, or whatever." He's sitting on the floor, his back against the stone wall, leaning his arms on his bent knees. His hair is stringy—not the unattractive-attractive way Potter's hair should be, but like he hasn't bathed in months. He meets my eye. At least the swelling in his face has mostly cleared. "I thought rich people would be able to keep out vermin." He doesn't mention the other rat—Wormtail's corpse—which my aunt thought fitting to leave in here with us. I'm sitting against the opposite wall, mirroring his position, except I'm freshly bathed. I'm sure I look like shite, though, even if my hair is clean. I scan through possible responses to his rodent commentary: silent treatment, ridicule him for not knowing that magical barriers can't keep out non-magical pests (this option is perhaps the most comfortable choice, as taunts related to his Muggleness have been a staple of our dialogue—well, a staple of my remarks, anyway—over the years), make a snide comment about his social status. But I'm so tired—every inch of me, physical and mental, aches. Even poking Potter has lost its lustre. I stare at him. "Rats are equal opportunity infesters."

(rec by @cailynwrites)

🎧 Lovely podfic by the author HERE 🎧

[haveyouseenthishorrormovie]

SUMMARY: A childless couple discovers a mysterious newborn on their farm in Iceland.

#cottagecore gone different direction? This movie is soooo slow-paced, but if you can sit through it, it's pretty good. A lot of scenes still live with mod Sus deep in the heart. They almost cried when the kid put the rubber boots on... a child... and hold the cat...