Fic rec, and fanart for the fic
I still haven't posted my reversathon art. It will be done soon, but let me rec you my gift fic first - I've been wanting to rec it for ages. It hits all my kinks (I guess many of you know what my kinks are), and was written by one of the talented authors I most admired - no, let me confess; I signed up for reversathon because she signed up, and I had prayed to god that I could get my request in her hands. Thanks to the wonderful mods of the comm, my dream has come true.
Okay, so here's the rec:
Nothing Scarlet or Grey, by greenspine (eris_moriendi) [ Part 1 | Part 2]
Rating: NC-17
Warning: Very dark themes and graphic (fully consensual) sex
Word Count: ~13,800
Summary: Harry clings to what he can.
Don't want to spoil, so I'm just going to say that this story deeply moved me.
And because I love the fic so much and that I start my new job two days later and I'm nervous like hell, I procrastinated did two sketchy sketches for the fic. I wanted to do something more elaborated, but I'm not in the right mindset now. Anyway, hope you enjoy.
(Excerpt from Nothing Scarlet or Grey)
"What am I to do with you?" he said to Draco's corpse. "There will have to be a burial, I suppose. Shall I bury you in scarlet, or would you prefer your old school robes?"
There was the tapping of a wand against the front door. Harry jumped.
"This won't do," he said. Thinking quickly, he levitated Draco's corpse up the stairs and to the master bedroom. He tucked Draco in under the covers and gently brushed away a few soft strands of blond hair before kissing his cooling forehead. Slowly, he went back down to answer the door, hoping against all probability that whoever it was had gotten tired and had gone away.
Once again, thank you very much, greenspine ♥ I'm truly thankful to have received such a wonderful story.
ETA: My journalfen account.
Okay, so here's the rec:
Nothing Scarlet or Grey, by greenspine (eris_moriendi) [ Part 1 | Part 2]
Rating: NC-17
Warning: Very dark themes and graphic (fully consensual) sex
Word Count: ~13,800
Summary: Harry clings to what he can.
Don't want to spoil, so I'm just going to say that this story deeply moved me.
And because I love the fic so much and that I start my new job two days later and I'm nervous like hell, I procrastinated did two sketchy sketches for the fic. I wanted to do something more elaborated, but I'm not in the right mindset now. Anyway, hope you enjoy.
(Excerpt from Nothing Scarlet or Grey)
"What am I to do with you?" he said to Draco's corpse. "There will have to be a burial, I suppose. Shall I bury you in scarlet, or would you prefer your old school robes?"
There was the tapping of a wand against the front door. Harry jumped.
"This won't do," he said. Thinking quickly, he levitated Draco's corpse up the stairs and to the master bedroom. He tucked Draco in under the covers and gently brushed away a few soft strands of blond hair before kissing his cooling forehead. Slowly, he went back down to answer the door, hoping against all probability that whoever it was had gotten tired and had gone away.
Once again, thank you very much, greenspine ♥ I'm truly thankful to have received such a wonderful story.
ETA: My journalfen account.