a little fic rec
Heh. I just remembered that I used to rec a couple of fics every so often. Of course, I stopped doing that after I realised I wasn't exactly reading much these days and I'm probably missing out on many new fics...but hey. I could still list a couple of favourites, right? The ones that I managed to read before I got too busy for anything fandom-y... (I have yet to catch up with the new chapters of Bleach, dammit).
I love Saiyuki. Enough said. I also love Calling Sister Midnight just as much. It's a Wild Adapter/Saiyuki fic where in Sanzo, Goku, Hakkai, and Gojyo are reincarnated in their Wild Adapter counterparts. What makes this fic so good is that the voices are absolutely just right. I mean, who would've thought a female Sanzo would work? And yet...with brilliant lines by our dear Sanzo/Shelly, how could we not love her?
No matter what she told Kubota she's actually got no clue why she's here or why she keeps coming back to this damn bar. It's not because she gives a fuck about Tokitoh Minoru's issues, whatever they are. It's not because she's never felt as comfortable around another person as she has Kubota, despite the fact he's insane and probably homicidal.
However, it may in fact be to get away from the psycho on her couch.
"You have blood on your cheek," he says in response and gives her another tiny, not quite there smile. Then a second later she has his thumb on her cheek, wiping the blood off, and a long, bony palm resting on her chin. Fuck, down Shelly, remember the evil little boyfriend.
And this is only in one chapter, people.
The next fic I want to rec is...Checkmating by mahaliem. I don't know what to say -- I have no words to describe how shocked I was to be reading a Harry Potter fanfic. I mean, what? I haven't read the books. I've only caught one movie. But this fic just cracked me up so much, I couldn't not rec it. It is just simply hilarious. There are so many quotes I want to add, but alas, I don't have enough room.
"I was wondering if you wouldn't mind helping me out," Harry asked. "I'm learning a few new spells and want to get them right."
"Sure. What do you want me to do?"
Harry thought for a moment, and then pointed to the entryway. "Stand over there, then walk toward me, like we're passing each other in the hall."
Rising to his feet, Ron did as Harry directed. They were almost next to each other when Harry raised his wand and Ron was slammed back against the wall.
"Hey, that hurt," he said, rubbing his head.
"Sorry." Harry raised his wand again and Ron's arms shot above his head, pinning themselves to the wall.
"So... why are you practicing these spells, anyway?" Ron asked.
Pink tinged Harry's skin. "For... for fighting Voldemort, of course. You never know what might come in handy."
"Oh." Ron thought for a moment. "Harry, how would you go about romancing a girl?"
Harry shrugged. "Usual way, I guess. Let her sob all over me about her last boyfriend."
With the next spell, Ron's legs were spread and bound to the wall, as well.
"But how do you suppose a girl might want to be romanced?"
"Don't know. Flowers and candy, maybe?"
There was another flourish of Harry's wand and Ron's robe and shirt disappeared, leaving him clad only in his trousers.
"Um... Harry?"
"To make sure Voldemort and his Death Eaters don't have any hidden weapons or potions on them," Harry explained hurriedly.
I love Saiyuki. Enough said. I also love Calling Sister Midnight just as much. It's a Wild Adapter/Saiyuki fic where in Sanzo, Goku, Hakkai, and Gojyo are reincarnated in their Wild Adapter counterparts. What makes this fic so good is that the voices are absolutely just right. I mean, who would've thought a female Sanzo would work? And yet...with brilliant lines by our dear Sanzo/Shelly, how could we not love her?
No matter what she told Kubota she's actually got no clue why she's here or why she keeps coming back to this damn bar. It's not because she gives a fuck about Tokitoh Minoru's issues, whatever they are. It's not because she's never felt as comfortable around another person as she has Kubota, despite the fact he's insane and probably homicidal.
However, it may in fact be to get away from the psycho on her couch.
"You have blood on your cheek," he says in response and gives her another tiny, not quite there smile. Then a second later she has his thumb on her cheek, wiping the blood off, and a long, bony palm resting on her chin. Fuck, down Shelly, remember the evil little boyfriend.
And this is only in one chapter, people.
The next fic I want to rec is...Checkmating by mahaliem. I don't know what to say -- I have no words to describe how shocked I was to be reading a Harry Potter fanfic. I mean, what? I haven't read the books. I've only caught one movie. But this fic just cracked me up so much, I couldn't not rec it. It is just simply hilarious. There are so many quotes I want to add, but alas, I don't have enough room.
"I was wondering if you wouldn't mind helping me out," Harry asked. "I'm learning a few new spells and want to get them right."
"Sure. What do you want me to do?"
Harry thought for a moment, and then pointed to the entryway. "Stand over there, then walk toward me, like we're passing each other in the hall."
Rising to his feet, Ron did as Harry directed. They were almost next to each other when Harry raised his wand and Ron was slammed back against the wall.
"Hey, that hurt," he said, rubbing his head.
"Sorry." Harry raised his wand again and Ron's arms shot above his head, pinning themselves to the wall.
"So... why are you practicing these spells, anyway?" Ron asked.
Pink tinged Harry's skin. "For... for fighting Voldemort, of course. You never know what might come in handy."
"Oh." Ron thought for a moment. "Harry, how would you go about romancing a girl?"
Harry shrugged. "Usual way, I guess. Let her sob all over me about her last boyfriend."
With the next spell, Ron's legs were spread and bound to the wall, as well.
"But how do you suppose a girl might want to be romanced?"
"Don't know. Flowers and candy, maybe?"
There was another flourish of Harry's wand and Ron's robe and shirt disappeared, leaving him clad only in his trousers.
"Um... Harry?"
"To make sure Voldemort and his Death Eaters don't have any hidden weapons or potions on them," Harry explained hurriedly.