Fanfic Recs by coprime

D-Cell Batteries (Sam Chung | G | 821 words): Sam is on a quest, a quest for batteries. This is a fun ficlet with a lovely voice for a rare character.

Excerpt:
Sam had a lot of problems, he'd come to find out.

Lately, he's been convinced that his secret superpower is his awful streak of bad luck. It felt like punch after punch, honestly.

The most recent problem - when you look past the fact that he's under qualified to be throwing himself at various goons and criminals with deadly weapons, relying on shoddily-put together tech to keep him kind of safe - is the fact that he fell behind on keeping up with his battery stock.

Too easy (Foggy/Matt | R | 1,294 words): Matt has been given an assignment to carry out while out with Foggy. This is such a cool fic. I love the tenseness between Matt's thoughts and Foggy's actions and not knowing which way the chips are going to fall until the end.

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It's an easy job. A piece of cake, as they say. There is also literal cake because it's a safe way to get Foggy into a restaurant. Not that he doesn't let Matt pay for four courses before getting to dessert.

The place is nice. Tasteful music plays, not too loud and pleasant on the ears. All guests of the establishment have a sense of tact so nobody imposes their conversation on others. Matt hears it all anyway: spoken words, clinking glasses, and cutlery scraping over plates. But it's at a volume that allows him to tune it out and focus on Foggy.

All the way through dinner, Foggy chatters, turns his head around like a curious child, and greets other patrons he knows. So easily distracted. It would be a child's play to poison his soup.

Demythologizers (Brainy/Lyle | R | 2,581 words): How Brainy and Lyle meet. This is a really interesting version of how Lyle meets Brainy and gets invited to join The Legion contain seduction by science and also some Scrabble.

Excerpt:
     >>got a new phosphorylation sequence for you to look at

The message appears in a small comm window in the upper right hand corner of the screen. Querl lets it sit unanswered for an hour, then flexes his fingers.

     >>What makes you think I'd be interested in that?

     >>i saw you speak on cellular proteomics last year at the commons in metropolis

Querl had, in fact, been a speaker last year, but he had been in what the humans would quaintly called disguise.

Needed Me (Foggy/Matt | R | 1,210 words): Matt joins Foggy in bed after patrol. This is sweet and romantic and fun and domestic. I like the way they tease each other.

Excerpt:
"So a real quiet night," Foggy mused, eying the quirk of Matt's lips.

"Almost too quiet," Matt pointed out and Foggy snorted because he knew where this was going.

"And here you are with all your pent up ninja energy and nothing to do with it," Foggy teased.

"I could do you with it," Matt shot back.

"Matthew Murdock, I should wash your mouth out," Foggy gasped, one hand pressed dramatically to his forehead as he rolled onto his back. "To think a catholic boy would suggest something like that to a married man."

"I'm sure your husband wouldn't mind," Matt whispered, his fingers curling around Foggy's ankle.

Apple (Crowley/Aziraphale | R | 4,768 words): On his wedding day, Adam decides to give Crowley and Aziraphale a present. This is a fun realization of feelings with a similar style and sense of humor to the book.

Excerpt:
Bles – dam – bugger Adam Young, anyway. This was all his fault.

He'd accosted Crowley at the bar, while Crowley had been quite innocently getting more wine (the angel was at his most...entertaining when his words were a little bit slurred, his cheeks a little bit flushed, and his laughter at inappropriate jokes a little more open).

"Hi, Crowley. Thanks for coming." Adam gave Crowley a lopsided grin.

Crowley smiled in reply. "Wouldn't have missed it for the world." He gesticulated with the two fresh wine bottles. "Open bar!"

Adam laughed. "Well, it's good to see both of you."

"Both of us?" Crowley raised an eyebrow. "I wasn't aware that the angel and I were a unit, what with him being a force for good and fluffy bunnies and me being a demon and all."

Not exactly romance novel material (Foggy/Matt | R | 3,865 words): Foggy and Matt take a weekend vacation to a snowy cabin. This is sweet and fluffy and fun with a silly, happy romance.

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Foggy hums, unsure of where to take the conversation but, because he's always a kid at heart, he formulates a plan. Scooping up a handful of snow, he carefully watches Matt. "Well, I'll make sure to make enough noise to fix your problem," he says with a grin before chucking his newly formed snowball at his blind best friend. He's very glad no one is here to see it.

Matt, though, little shit that he is, dodges it easily and Foggy lets out an indignant cry. "So much for keeping your skills under wraps!"

"You said there's no one around," Matt counters, packing together a scoop of snow for himself and smirking. "Which is good for you, I don't know if your pride could survive being thoroughly bested by a blind man in a snowball fight."

Such a comment cannot stand. Foggy scoffs, "Thems fightin' words, Murdock."

Eight Days (Alec/Magnus | R | 5,466 words | companion to Force of Nature): Alec welcomes Magnus back after Magnus has been gone for eight days. This is a lovely moment in Alec and Magnus's relationship, with communication and affection and a bit of awkwardness and finding solace in each other.

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Magnus shifted subtly, and Alec could almost imagine the magic moving beneath his skin like sand in a breeze. He lifted his hands to Magnus's knees, the fine fabric impossibly soft against his palms.

"Alexander," Magnus said when Alec began to slide his coat from his shoulders. Alec knew that tone well—his careful, gentle tone, the one he used so often in their early days as he navigated his way around a prickly, closed-off Shadowhunter.

"Shut up, Magnus," Alec said, stopping his reassurances before they started; he didn't need them this time. "I want to."

Magnus inspected him a moment, and Alec knew he was searching for uncertainty he wouldn't find. Alec wanted this.

"Okay," Magnus said a heartbeat later. "Then, by all means." He sat back and spread his thighs.

Daredevil is Into Me (Sexually) (Foggy/Matt | R | 15,622 words): When someone catches Daredevil meeting with Foggy and then the police ask Foggy why, Foggy panics with his answer. This is delightfully fun. All of the dialogue is aces, and Foggy and Matt are so comfortable in each other's space in a way that speaks of long-term intimacy, which is what I love for them. It's one of those fics where I'm grinning the whole time I'm reading it.

Excerpt:
Matt disappears into the bedroom and comes out a little while later wearing reinforced leather, hair disheveled and mask in hand.

"You creak when you walk," Foggy points out.

Matt bounces on his knees a little and smiles as the costume squeaks. "Needs to warm up."

"Well come here, then," Foggy says, pushing himself up from the couch and holding his arms open.

Matt shuffles closer, chin tilted up and eyes crinkled. He leans into Foggy, solid and heavy, and Foggy pulls him even closer. "Sorry," Foggy whispers as Matt's arms snake around his back, "I know you do this like, all the time, and I'm being dramatic."

"Don't be sorry," Matt says, swaying them a little. "It's kinda nice."

Foggy drags his cheek up to rest against Matt's temple. "Hugs?"

"Just… someone. Here. That cares."

Foggy sighs. "You're such a fucking orphan."

Matt snorts, his head falling back, and grins at the ceiling. "Dick."

15 Ways to Survive the South (Dorian/Iron Bull | R | 794 words): Two lists, one for Dorian and one for the Iron Bull, that expound on the title. Each item in the lists conveys a whole wealth of backstory and development for both characters, in short but vivid style.

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10. Write home. Dear Father, I'm doing good work. Dear Father, we are making a difference against the worst Tevinter has to offer. Dear Father, I share a qunari's bed and he makes me squeal on his cock almost every night. Do not send the letters.

A Good Death (G'Kar/Londo | R | 1,539 words): G'Kar and Londo, moments after their deaths. This is a really beautiful work that shows how complicated their relationship was and also how important it was to them. There's a soft, dreamy quality to it, which is appropriate given that they're now in the afterlife. I love the look back at where they came from as their relationship changes once more.

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"It does not seem fair."

The words were soft. Quiet. They lacked exuberance, nearly emotion as well. A strange thing, from Londo Mollari. G'Kar arched a brow as he turned to look at him. Londo did not return the gesture. His eyes remained fixed on the two bodies lying lifeless on the floor. Entwined, in death as in life. As they had been for so many, many years.