Fanfic Rec Game

Fanfic Rec Game

There is so much good and wonderful fic out there, and if like me you’re using fic as a coping mechanism in these weird weird days perhaps your fic cupboard is looking a little bare? Let’s fix that.

Rules: Spell out your user name using titles of fics you like and/or love -  any fic that you enjoy for any reason whatsoever. Then tag at least one fandom friend to do the same. WARNING! This took me a forever long time. Only begin if you have time to kill. I didn’t (have time to kill), but did it anyway.

Bonus option! Give it a 1-5 knowledge rating (KR) in terms of how well you need to know canon to enjoy the fic. 1 meaning “no previous knowledge necessary” and 5 meaning “need to be well-versed in all of canon.”

Thanks for the tag @elliebear75​! I tag... anyone who wants to participate, considering yourself tagged.

*All of these fics are from the Veronica Mars fandom*  @cattyk8fic‘s solved my double “Z” problem by giving me permission to pronounce "The" like a caricature Bond Villain --"Zee"  TY, friend, because I was truly in a pickle.

Jump in the Water by gertinator

Just Friends by @kmd0107​

More Economic Than Drugs or a Drink by @catefrankie​

A Change of Circumstance by @nicemom93​

Z*ee Clocks Were Striking Thirteen by @bondopoulos

Z*ee Benefits of Being Lost by Madame Librarian

You Got Me Good by @nevertothethird​

Happy belated International Women’s Day!

Little Women is a fantastic film and deserved much more from the Oscar Awards. 

instagram: @littlechmura 

By @alilamba

LoVe, Ballet AU. Veronica moves across country for her senior year of high school, because apparently her life wasn't challenging enough already. At least when she fails she'll be wearing a tutu.

Art by AlinaSorokina

🤣🤣🤣

The only person who hurts themselves at parties is you. The last one you were at, you got bitten by a coyote, the cousin of the wolf! So you will stay here, and you will study with Kamala, the cousin of you.

Jordan and Dr. Cox - Scrubs (2001 - 2010)

I recall you saying you were happy I couldn’t spend time with you.

Oh, you knew I wasn’t serious. That’s how we interact. That’s our thing.

And you know what, I’m sick of pretending we don’t like each other. It is distinctly not fun anymore. Would you like to know why? Because A: we are over 12. And B: we actually do like each other. In fact, brace yourself, we love each other.