Fanfic Recs by coprime

More Precious Than Gold (Foggy/Matt | PG13 | 1,630 words): Matt, a dragon, has something he wants to show Foggy. This is sweet and precious and wonderfully fluffy.

Excerpt:
"They're so big! Are… Are these your eggs?"

Matt curled tighter around the clutch.

"They're mine now," he said, because that much was true. "They… They were left to me, by someone very important. You… Can touch one. If you want."

Foggy did, then gasped.

"It's so warm…"

"It's coming out of hibernation," Matt explained. "After a long, long time."

Foggy continued to stroke the closest egg, and a wave of contentment — weak, fluttering, distinct from his own — washed over Matt. His heart constricted with a joy so fierce it was almost painful.

A Little Fright (Foggy/Matt, Dany | PG13 | 1,445 words): Foggy has to rescue Matt from a witch. This is fun and has Foggy being appropriately awesome and has a nice sense of humor.

Excerpt:
"What do we do?" he whispers to Danny.

Danny frowns for a second. It's hard to see his full expression due to the dim lighting and his mask, but he seems contemplative. Hopefully coming up with a smart plan.

"You go get Matt from the cage. I'll stop the witch. Ok?"

Foggy waits a few more seconds, but that appears to be it.

"Uh. Ok."

A little bit barebones, but he can work with it.

Getting to Know You Again (Bonnie-Maya | G | 1,260 words): Bonnie and Maya reconnect as adults. This is a lovely vignette featuring these two and the bond between them.

Excerpt:
Maya walked into the living room and twenty years instantly melted away. Bonnie was in her pajamas, fluffing pillows in a nest of blankets and couch cushions. She dropped her pillow and to sign to Maya. "Hurry up! Change! I want to watch the movies."

They were fully grown women now, but this scene echoed all the nights they spent together as little girls. It reminded Maya of all the time they spent talking and playing and watching movies together. How they'd hide from Biscuits and plan pranks on him.

"What's the rush?" Maya asked after she shed her jacket.

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.

Excerpt:
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.

Broken If Revealed (Foggy-Matt-Karen | G | 2,139 words | remix is Broken If Revealed (The File It Under the Letter D Remix) by significantowl): Karen finds a contingency folder among Foggy's papers, and secrets come out. This is a wonderful fic full of revelations and friendship.

Excerpt:
Karen set the unlabeled file folder she'd been holding onto the table. Then she flipped the front cover open to show the slimmer, bright red folder hidden inside, bearing a label in Foggy's looping handwriting: 'Contingency Plans (for when Matt's life inevitably goes to hell because he is a masochistic ASSHOLE)'.

Foggy's breath caught audibly in his throat. "Oh," he said. "Uh. This is-- it's not what it looks like?"

Karen put her hands flat on the table and leaned forward. "I think it's exactly what it looks like. And I think it's only the tip of the iceberg, because you're amazingly cryptic even in private notes. So tell me, what is Matt doing that makes you think he's going to get arrested and disbarred, or just plain killed? Is he trying to infiltrate the mob? Is it related to that 'car crash' from two months ago? Which I know was not an actual car crash, by the way, and I'm going to get the real story someday, but that's not important right now."

Foggy was trying to interrupt. She plowed over him, doing her best to convey her anger without getting so loud Matt might overhear. "Whatever the problem is, why haven't you done anything to get him out of it instead of just assuming he's going to crash and burn? And why didn't you tell me anything? He's my friend too! I work here too! I have a right to know -- and to help!"

Four Eyes (Foggy-Matt | G | 1,778 words): A story for how Matt got his round, red glasses. This is a very sweet fic.

Excerpt:
"Woah, Matt, are you OK? What the hell happened?"

Foggy stood up, blocking Matt's path across the room and peering at the injury.

"Oh, it's nothing, Foggy. Honestly."

"Dude, you're bleeding. Sit down, now."

Matt raised a hand to the side of his head and gingerly explored the area around the cut. Foggy hurried into the bathroom to find the first aid kit his mother had packed for him when he had left home. Luckily it had not seen a lot of action during his time at college and so was still well stocked. Foggy dropped down on the bed next to where Matt now sat, looking slightly dejected, and ripped open an antiseptic wipe.

"This might sting," he said, dabbing gently at the cut. "So, you gonna tell me what happened? Do I need to go fight someone?"

Matt laughed.

"No, it was an accident," he replied, "Rogue football."

Hunger (Foggy/Marci | PG13 | 1,251 words): Foggy and Marci's first day on campus and their first meeting. This is such a lovely bit of backstory for Marci, and the Foggy/Marci portion is delightful.

Excerpt:
Two weeks later, the campus would be full, but when Marci arrived it was quiet. After directing the movers, she tipped the men and immediately forgot them. Two beds, two wardrobes, two desks. The walls were white, but the window faced east. She walked over to it and looked out, one hand on the glass, watching as other students and their families parted. One man had fifteen people with him, each wearing a loud blue shirt with his face on it. She couldn’t hear him from this far away, but every so often he would climb on top of a wall or a rock and make what was probably a ridiculous speech to thunderous applause, complete with hoots and whistles. She leaned her forehead against the cool glass and watched them until they went out of sight.

Admit That The Waters Around You Have Grown (Greg-Vidalia | G | 1,072 words): Greg and Vidalia, single parents. This is a really lovely look at what it must have been like for Greg with an infant Steven. I like the friendship between him and Vidalia.

Excerpt:
Vidalia knocks with her free hand and Greg comes to the door and jeez, he looks like he had his heart yanked out and used to smack him in the face. He also looks ridiculously out of place in the little apartment. "No more van?"

"Oh," he says, startled, like he hadn't expected her to talk. "Yeah, well R— we, uh, I think… kid needs a home home, y'know?"

"Yeah," she says, swallowing around the lump in her throat. Days like these she's desperate for their youth. The stage, the lights, endless nights of being rock stars with no responsibilities or consequences or hurt. "I called my mom and she told me I should make you a casserole," Vidalia says, "but I don't know how to make a casserole. So here." She hands him a bag of Chex Mix.

<a href="https://archiveofourown.org/works/894411>I Want To Believe (It's Not Lead Poisoning)</a> (Carlos/Cecil, Mulder, Scully | G | 2,446 words): Mulder and Scully visit Night Vale. This is a very fun fic done in the style of an episode of <i>Welcome to Night Vale</i>. Excerpt: <cite>Frances says they argued like an old married couple. She says the man Mulder is tall, but not too tall, and that his features are distinguished and his eyes are shadowed by old pain that will never be forgotten. She says she offered them a lovely Danish Modern sofa, but that Agent Scully said they had no way to get it back to DC. The FBI agents - if that is indeed what they are - do not seem to mean us harm. However, appearances can be deceiving. Agents from a Vague, Yet Menacing, Government Agency have been seen following them. And no one reports seeing anyone in a leather balaclava all day, which means that the Sheriff's Secret Police must be <strong>very</strong> interested in them.</cite>

Some unreadable fate (Foggy/Matt | R | 1,644 words): Foggy thinks he doesn't have an othername on his skin. This is a fun, sweet take on a soulmate AU.

Excerpt:
Matt's – something else. His best friend, for all Foggy wishes they could be more than that, but Foggy doesn't have a name anywhere on him.

Matt definitely does, from the way he blushed and smiled awkward and shy somewhere in the direction of the window, and said, "I've never seen mine, but I know it's there."

Foggy can't get in the middle of that. Him with no othername and maybe no other to find for himself.