Tag Archives: troffy

February Fic Recs, 2018

On February 10th, 11th, and 12th, you’re invited to rec your favourite fics, from the all time faves to the WIPs you’re currently enjoying.

I went through my bookmarks on ao3 from 2017 and picked out some fics.
Most of these aren’t Yogs/Hats, because I wanted to showcase fics outside of that fandom as well.  There are lots and lots that I’m certain I’ve forgotten. If you’ve written in the same fandom I do- thank you for sharing your work. I hope to see more in the coming year, but if not, you and your work are still appreciated all the same. So, thanks!

The fandoms I’m actively reading in are Yogs/Hats and Critical Role. But I read anything that interests me in pretty much any other fandom, whether I’ve seen content from it or not. Find something you think I’d like? Feel free to rec me it down below, or on Discord or something.

Fics are sorted alphabetically by title. Summaries are italicized, and my comments are in parentheses. Archive Warnings will be listed where applicable, otherwise, there are none. Mind the tags, and happy reading ^^!

(Edit: fixed links, sorry!)

Continue reading

Advertisements

Service – ghostofgatsby

Smith pushes himself up off his knees, the cold making his joints ache in the slightest hint of age, and wipes his mouth with the hand that isn’t holding crumpled banknotes. He rubs the soreness from his legs from kneeling for so long. The stable master of the house disappears further down the alleyway, ducking around the corner and out of sight. Smith stumbles back inside the manor house on chilled feet, and in the dim candlelight, he almost misses the figure waiting for him.
At finding one of his servants outside after-hours, Lord Trott grabs Smith’s forearm, tugging him out into the hallway and inside the routinely stocked pantries of the Trott Estate House. “Smith, where have you been?

Rating: Mature

CW:  unprotected sex, Trott calls Smith a slag once?, mention of lords being physically rough with servants, dubious because position of power/authority, sex work, blow jobs
if I need to tag something else, let me know.

Read on Ao3

Belts – ghostofgatsby

“I’m sorry,” Smith mumbles, “I know it bothers you when I don’t call to say I’m going to be late…”
“I can’t sleep, when you’re gone. It’s weird not having you next to me,” Trott replies.
Smith doesn’t know what to say to that. “How can I make it up to you?” he asks instead, brushing his fingers up Trott’s abdomen, “I could do you a favor. Or you could…punish me?” He smirks.
Trott glares at him, unimpressed.
“What?”
“That’s not how that works.”
“I know that, but-” Smith squirms closer to him, nuzzling his way into Trott’s embrace. “I could use the reminder, couldn’t I?”

Rating: Mature

CW: BDSM, bondage. class differences. use of a belt.
if I need to tag something else, let me know.

Read on Ao3

Lucidity – ghostofgatsby

When Trott had pulled Smith from the ship wreckage that came ashore during the storm, he’d thought the man to be dead, what with a leg splintered in the wrong direction. Trott didn’t ask Smith why he’d been out to sea with a forecast of bad weather; in return, Smith didn’t ask why Trott lived alone, so far from coastal cities. Smith had his own secrets, his own scars, and his own stories to rival Trott’s. Neither were willing to admit they were hiding- from themselves, or from things they couldn’t change.

Rating: Mature

CW: Illness, Injury, Shipwreck, Hurt/Comfort, Non-Sexual Intimacy, Scars, mention of blades/knives/surgery(amateur medicine/stitching), talk of water/storms?
If I need to tag something else, let me know.

Read on Ao3

Vaguely Wizard-of-Oz-Framed Theater-Actor AU

Random ideas/headcanons that won’t get fics anytime soon. If anyone wants to add on/chime in/create something, feel free.

Inspired by this Lin-Manuel Miranda tweet:

“Good morning.
Brains.
Heart.
Courage.
Dope shoes.
You’re ready, Dorothy. Let’s go.”

cw: theatre shenanigans, crappy first meetings, assholes, arguing/yelling/fighting, acting out drinking issues, relationship problems, gendered slurs?, car accident (no injuries), brief mention of familial death/homophobia in a play
If I need to tag something, let me know.

Continue reading

I howl at the moon, but nobody’s home – ghostofgatsby

“Smith-” Strife stammered, “Trott challenged Brindley on his command- and Brindley’s taken that as a threat. We can’t stop Brindley, but if others don’t intervene Trott’s as good as dead.”
Smith’s heart plummeted into his stomach, and he shoved past Strife with fear climbing up his throat. “Fuck, he’s going to kill him…” he mumbled hoarsely. He didn’t bother to lock the door as he set off into a run, shedding his clothes and shifting into the wolf form he knew instinctively.

The bonds between Smith and Trott, and the bonds between themselves and their pack, are tested when the Alpha exiles Trott from their territory. Trott leaves Smith behind, but winter brings them more than just cold and loneliness.

Rating: Mature

CW: blood, violence, threats/insults/fighting, wounds/injuries, scars
If I need to tag something else, let me know.

Read on Ao3

Of the Living and the Dead – ghostofgatsby + ArcsArksandArches

“Oh there you are,” purrs Nano, twisting her fingers through Ross’s hair. “You’ve turned into quite the social butterfly, Smith. Two whole new friends in one year! No wonder you’ve been neglecting me.”
Smith’s mouth opens but no words come out. His eyes track back and forth, from Nano’s rage-filled smirk to Ross’s dawning realization of who Smith is, who he must be.
“Clearly two new friends is at least one too many,” Nano coos, drawing Ross’s head back against her thigh. “I don’t blame you for Trott. He’s got tricks, that one. I should’ve warned you, protected you. But this one-” She jerks Ross by the hair, hard enough to bring him up to his knees with a cry of pain. “This one is entirely your fault.”

(a chatfic collab with ArcsArksandArches. find the original headcanon post here.)

Rating: Mature

CW/Tags: (Psychological) Manipulation, Low Self Esteem, Self Loathing, Kidnapping, Hopelessness, Blood, Blood Drinking, Biting, dark, twisted morals, vampires keeping humans as pets, slightly kinky leanings, coerced obedience?, Violence, Injury, implied blood magic; mention of scars, drinking, amateur stitches, slight body horror?, implied murder/death, fighting.
If we need to tag anything else, let us know.

Read on Ao3