I was tagged by the wonderful @acroamatica (happy birthday bb!) to rec five of my own fics for self-rec saturday—always a little late is still better than never, I guess! I’ll stick mostly to SW/Kylux for this blog, but all my writing (with the exception of one deeply regrettable bandfandom fic) is on my ao3.
Wracklines (rated r, 4.6k, hux character study, weird sad handjobs)
He had looked at the rift on Kylo Ren’s face, splitting him just right of center like a tectonic shift, and black on the frayed edges with gummy cauterization. The snow had been melting there, hissing at the surface of Ren’s hot blood, and he had thought: I hope you live with this forever.
The Ravines AU (rated r, 11.8k, two works, high school au, dumb weird kids making bad choices and falling in love)
trying growing on for size & brave like a seed in the dirt
He thinks about what it would be like to drag Hux inside, upstairs to his bedroom, his childhood bedroom with the posters of shitty bands he can’t be bothered to take down, with the model of a TIE fighter hanging from the ceiling in the corner by a piece of string, with the dumb floral curtains and Ben’s stupid twin bed, and he thinks about what it would be like to take Hux there and let him jerk himself off while Ben kissed him. He thinks about what it might be like to put his mouth on the soft, vulnerable, freckled underside of Hux’s throat while he came, to feel his breath in sharp little gasps against his lips.
Hux, who is his best friend. His only—he feels tight somewhere in his ribs—his only friend, ever. Hux, who despite being fully capable of destroying the universe himself, with his own weird brain and his own sharp mouth and his own brand of wild rage—somehow needs Ben, to help him do it.
Aware of His Own Halo (rated r, 33k, the original hot mess hux saga)
General Hux’s several not-very-graceful falls from grace.
Aletheia (rated r, 40k memory manipulation, a galaxy of smut, co-written with @reserve for last year’s KBB)
“What have you been doing to me?” Hux hisses. His voice is like static: the low hum of fear and the pitchy crackle of desire.
“Everything,” says Ren.
Common Woodbrown (Remus/Sirius—Harry Potter, rated mature, remus character study, a raising-Harry AU and a soul-searching quest)
In 1985, Remus Lupin realizes that Sirius Black is innocent. Now, he just has to prove it.
tagging: @reserve @eralkfang @yeats-infection @longstoryshortikilledhim and @broodmother
Self-rec meme!
Published
dispatches from the dumpster 