10 Fic Recs for International Fanworks Day
In honor of this year's Feedback Fest and 10 years of International Fanworks Day, have 10 fic recs! Multifandom, and in no particular order. I tried to keep this as spoiler-free as possible so you can be here for any of the fandoms included.
1) and to those gods, i will speak bluntly by @argentsunshine
Zero Escape, Clover & Snake, Snake/Santa, 44.3k words
Canon divergence AU in which Snake and Clover go through door 5.
2) Rough Waters by Sinna
DCU, Tim/Bernard, 1.7k
In which Tim struggles to reconcile his sexuality with the fact that his parents would not approve of it.
3) Ensemble by @celesticnova
TWEWY, Eri/Shiki, Eri & Hazuki, 33.6k
Eri plays the Game, with Hazuki as her partner.
4) Totez Flaming Trainwreck Re:past by Darkblaw & oddvector
TWEWY, Coco/Tsugumi, Shiba/Hishima, Coco & Hishima & Shiba & Tsugumi, 41.8k
Title font not copied for screen reader compatibility. Post-NEO. The Shinjuku reapers try to get along with each other, some more successfully than others.
5) Tenacity by @sixtyfourk
Professor Layton, Flora & Katia, 2.5k
Wherein Flora comes with Katia to Folsense and helps her uncover the mysteries within.
6) inside the timeless cage by @detective-piplup
Professor Layton, Layton & Luke, 8k
Where Luke is stuck in a timeloop surrounding the week Unwound Future takes place in.
7) Batman for Dummies by @havendance
DCU, Tim & Helena, 38.5k
Canon divergence AU focusing on No Man's Land where as a result of Helena and Tim having a closer relationship, Tim is Robin for Helena's Bat.
8) Six Minutes by @nirvanai
AITSF, Date & Ryuki & Tama, 7.5k
Between the end of the final confrontation and the credits, Date Psyncs with Ryuki.
9) lingering at dawn by elijah_was_a_prophet
DGS, Susato/Rei, 6.1k
Post-canon. In which Rei is the one to leave.
10) Self-Inflicted Immolation by Kitisonfire
Ace Attorney, Miles & Larry & Phoenix, Miles & Gregory, 33.9k
A study of Miles Edgeworth, from childhood to Turnabout Sisters.
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Ellie? On the floor, sticking her fingers in a wound to try and fish a bullet out. Ace? Hovering above her with great concern. Eddie? Standing in the open doorway, watching with abject horror.
“Oh my— no, no no no, hands out of the bullet wound, thank you.” He knows he’s fussing like a worried mother, but jesus fuck that’s a child with a gunshot wound and she’s sticking her hands in it. “What on earth do you think you’re doing?”
“Fixing it,” Ellie replies waspishly, pointedly not removing her hand. “And what do you want, Question Man?”
“It’s the Riddler, not ‘question man’, and I want you to stop that.” He strides forward, crouching down and trying to pull her hands away from the literal open wound, but all that gets him is a kick to the stomach and an angry hiss.
“Hands off, green bean, I’ve got it!”
“It’s a bullet wound! How old are you, ten? Eleven? Why the fuck—“
Language, Ellie thinks, face unimpressed as the odd man starts rambling about ‘child safety’ and ‘fake clown bastards’. She’s fourteen (physically, anyways), thank you very much, not ten, and she’s been handling herself ever since she got away from Vlad. Besides, she would’ve had this sorted ages ago if her intangibility was working properly.
“Don’t you have better things to do? Scram, Question Man, I hear Ripley’s Believe-It-Or-Not is still hunting for their lost exhibit.”
Eddie squawks in offense. “Ripley’s?! What do you take me for, a tourist trap? I am a genius!”
“Well, you’re not acting like one! Leggo of my hands and lemme deal with this!”
He’s had enough of this, thank you very much. Eddie may not be the most physically capable, but even he knows how to handle a kid that’s barely half his size. Grabbing her hands and pulling them away from the wound, he tries to haul her up off the floor only for her to jerk her head back and smash it into his nose.
“Ow, fuck! What the hell, kid?!”
Ellie hisses, wriggling out of his grip and suppressing a wince when it pulls at her wound. “I dunno what you think you’re gonna get from me, but whatever it is, I ain’t coughing anything up! There’s no rewards coming from kidnapping me, so don’t even bother—“
But then she stops, eyes flicking to an empty space above Eddie’s head an back down to his face again. They stand at a stalemate for a long, long moment before she regards him with a wary look.
“What do you actually want?” She asks. “Don’t lie. I’ll know.”
…What does he want?
It’s a good question. Why does he even care about this disaster child and her bullet wounds? He’s never had an issue with this before. Hell, he’s had no problem with giving people debilitating and often fatal injuries for failing to solve his puzzles, and now he’s getting all worked up over… what, a random street rat?
But that’s just it. Those people all failed. This girl, she didn’t. She didn’t solve it either, but she didn’t fail. She had her own solution.
She’s smart. He needs to know how smart, and for that, he can’t have her dying of infection from a Joker-infested bullet.
(and it’s definitely infested. that shade of green is never a good sign.)
So, Eddie answers. “You have potential.”
“For what?”
“Don’t know yet. Do you know, you’re the first person other than Batman to get out of my puzzles without passing or failing?”
“Who’s Batman? That sounds like a bad fursona.”
“…What do you mean, who’s Batman?”
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