Fanfic Recs by coprime

Somehow get to you (Foggy/Matt | R | 1,849 words): Foggy and Matt's adventures in trying kinky sex. This is a really fluffy exploration of what Matt and Foggy like, with lots of laughter and silliness and the occasional bit that doesn't quite work out as intended.

Excerpt:
"You should dungeon master first," Foggy says, when they're in the bedroom.

"I don't like either of those words," Matt says.

"Okay," Foggy says, gamely. "You should rough me up in a hot consensual way before I rough you up in a hot consensual way."

Matt thinks about it for a second.

"Better," he says, softly, before stepping in to pull Foggy into a kiss. It's a nice one, all long and romantic, Matt's fingers sprawled across the small of his back before they slide up to tangle in his hair and tug.

"Oh, wow," Foggy murmurs.

Fan Mail (Casey, Dan | G | 1,997 words): Casey has to do a story on NASCAR; he doesn't want to. This is a crossover (sort of--none of the other characters appear, they're merely talked about) with another fic that is a NASCAR AU for Stargate:Atlantis. It's got perfect Sports Night banter between Casey and Dan, like it could have been from the show.

Excerpt:
The sounds of arguing came from Dana's office. So Dan did the sensible thing: he waited outside the door for Casey to come out, and then asked, "I don't want to know, do I?"

"You don't."

"But if I don't know, I'm going to get ambushed by this. I'm going to have Natalie threatening my manhood and Jeremy probing me for information, and it'll all end badly."

Casey grimaced. "Please don't use the words 'probing' and 'Jeremy' in the same sentence."

"Okay, Jeremy will be pumping me for information."

"That's not any better."

"Yeah, well, I'm the one who'll end up suffering if you don't tell me. So tell me."

Moving forward (Foggy-Matt | PG13 | 1,213 words): After Fisk makes an escape and Matt catches him at the end of Season 1, Matt heads to Foggy's apartment. This is a lovely coda to Season 1, where Matt and Foggy continue their conversation from the gym and start building their new, post-reveals relationship.

Excerpt:
"Shit," Foggy says, holding onto Matt's shoulder as he climbs through the window. "Are you good? Do I need to call Claire?"

Matt reaches out and pats Foggy's outstretched arm, moving his hand up so he can gently squeeze Foggy's hand with his own gloved one. "I'm fine,” he says, and Matt finds that he is. For all the hits Fisk managed to lay on him, Matt's new outfit protected him well enough, exactly as it was meant to.

Foggy doesn't say anything for a moment, and Matt doesn't hear his hair move to indicate he'd turned his head. Foggy was still looking at Matt. His heartbeat was high when Matt came through the window, but it was gradually returning to its normal rate. It doesn't suddenly hike back to its previous speed when Foggy finally says, "Okay."

Note: This is tagged as M/M by the author, but it really reads more like gen to me so that's how I've personally tagged it.

A Law Unto Themselves (Fraser, Harry Dresden, Dief): Harry meets some of the people that work out of the 27th Precinct. This is just fun! Harry's reaction to Fraser is amusing, and his reaction to Dief is even better.

Excerpt:
"Detective Kowalski? I'm Harry Dresden, PI."

The cop got to his feet and grabbed my hand in one fluid movement, shaking it briefly.

"Right, the wizard from Murph's patch. Stanley Kowalski, Chicago PD. Er, call me Ray. Nice to meet you. What's the trouble?"

I blinked at him a couple of times.

"Did I say somethin' wrong?" He raised his eyebrows as he said it, and I wondered if he was actually concerned or just amused at my reaction.

Exotic Particles (Rodney McKay-Parker | G | 1,006 words): Parker meets Rodney in a coffee shop. This is a fun, little crossover between two characters who frequently don't get how to people.

Excerpt:
"I didn't say you could sit there," the man said without looking away from the screen. His fingers worked independent of his mouth it seemed. Hers did too.

"I didn't ask," she said.

The man looked up at that, transferring his frown to her.

Her smile slipped away. "I'm supposed to ask, aren't I? That's a polite thing. I never get that right."

"Politeness is..." he waved his hand in a complicated spiral that she decided meant not worthy of my time.

Beyond Touched (Foggy/Matt | NC17 | 1,555 words): After Foggy learns about Matt's senses, he tests their extent in bed. Ah, I just love the idea of exploring Matt's senses in any and all ways, but especially pleasurable ones.

Excerpt:
He runs a hand up the space over Matt's thigh again. Not touching, because he's barely touched him at all since they began. Keeping this thin barrier of air between them at all times, letting Matt feel the breeze of his movements, the buffer of heated air and the hotter skin just out of reach.

Matt's head flops to the side, breath stuttering hard like Foggy's raked fingernails over his flesh instead.

He's lost track of time, doesn't know how long they've been like this, only knows that Matt's grown more and more responsive the longer Foggy's hands have moved just shy of his skin. Matt's usually pretty intense during sex as it is but this, well, this is something else.

Able to Succeed (Tim | G | 1,152 words): Bruce trains Tim. This is just neat. A neat look at Tim in the early days of being Robin and at Bruce's drive with a kicker of an ending.

Excerpt:
Tim works on the assignment for two weeks. He can't take it home to work on: his reference books and research have taken over a corner of the cave. It's too dangerous to work on it at school. It takes him three days to come up with a plan he's sure of, and another half week to iron out the details. He writes it up, and then realizes he's left a flank unprotected and has to take out three pages and re-write them. When he gives the paper to Bruce, Bruce turns off the microscope light and turns on another desk light, then settles in to read with a red pencil twitching in his fingers.

It feels like an only slightly milder version of his not long ago audition for Robin. Bruce doesn't give him any indication with his facial expression, but before he's even flipped the first page he's already making marks on the paper. When Bruce says, "what's your source for the dispersion of the gas grenades?" Tim's almost startled enough to show it.

Good Old-Fashioned School of Loverboys (Iida/Todoroki | G | 1,688 words): Iida thinks he is prepared for Valentine's Day. This is an adorable get-together fic. Iida is a somewhat oblivious sweetheart throughout.

Excerpt:
"Did you guys get any chocolate?" Midoriya asks between bites of his lunch. He doesn't wait for them to respond before he continues, in an awed tone, "I got some."

"Yes, I got a few gifts today," Iida replies.

Todoroki just gives a noncommittal hum and leans to the side to reach into his bag. "Actually," he says, clearing his throat, "this is for you." He places a box on the table between them, the clear cover revealing expensive-looking chocolates lined up neatly in three rows.

Iida stares at it for a moment, allowing his heart one, two, three excited thumps before he wrestles it under control. Determined not to let his crush color their interactions, he says brightly, "Thank you, Todoroki-kun! I appreciate it a great deal. Unfortunately I was not aware that we're exchanging friend chocolate today, so I don't have a gift for you."

Setting Free (Wesley | PG13 | 2,300 words | sequel to Sallying Forth): Wesley on a mission for SG1. This is just a lot of fun, very much in the spirit of Stargate SG1 and the adventures they have.

Excerpt:
"Well, isn't this lovely," Wes muttered, dangling resignedly from a pole in the middle of the village square.

The rope looped around his ankles had been carefully secured; he was in no danger of losing circulation in any extremities. But the sensation of blood rushing in his head was very unpleasant, and with his wrists also tied, he was unable to either reach the ground or climb the rope above him.

Such an excellent impression he was making on SG-1's first off world mission since Colonel O'Neill's return. He'd hoped to put off any such eventuality until such time as he had proven his competency beyond reasonable doubt... but he supposed he had ample proof by now that his new job was as subject to the whims of the fates as his old one. The ways of the Moirai were, as ever, fickle.

Stepping Up (SG1 ensemble | G | 2,000 words | sequel to Small Steps, sequel is Sallying Forth): SG1 makes their final decision on whether or not Wesley should join the team. It's neat; I like the team having an actual discussion about the matter and their different viewpoints in action.

Excerpt:
"And what of Mr. Wyndam-Pryce's ability to selectively appear and disappear, Major Carter?" he asked, turning to O'Neill's second. "Any indication of technological assistance or control by an external entity such as Nirrti or the Reetou?"

"Actually... no, sir," Carter said, her expression the familiar mixture of fascination and frustration that he'd come to associate with her discovery of new scientific puzzle. "He claims it's magic, and so far... well, I haven't been able to prove him wrong."