Community Recs Post!

[glitteryv]

Every Thursday, we have a community post, just like this one, where you can drop a rec or five in the comments.

This works great if you only have one rec and don't want to make a whole post for it, or if you don't have a DW account, or if you're shy. ;)

(But don't forget: you can deffo make posts of your own seven days a week. ;D!)

So what cool podfics/fics/fanvids/fancrafts/some other kind of fanwork/fanarts have we discovered this week? Drop it in the comments below. Anon comment is enabled

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[donutsweeper]

Back to just reccing some lesser known MDZS/Untamed fics from me today:

Imprints by Lisa_Telramor (47k)
Summary: While travelling alone, Wei Wuxian finds a baby animal in need of rescue. If he'd realized in the moment what kind of animal it was, he probably wouldn't have picked it up... Or Wei Wuxian accidentally adopts a puppy and life instantly becomes a lot more complicated from there. (Canon compliant fic where poor WWX is trying to get over his fear of dogs while having a dog. Utterly delightful)

Professor Lan, Babysitter Extraordinaire by Eleanor_Fenyx (4k)
Summary Snippet: “Right! Okay! God this is so weird. A-Yuan this is Lan-laoshi, be good for him please, he’s very nice. I’ll come pick you up as soon as I’m done, okay?”

“Okay Baba,” A-Yuan says and then - so quickly it’s a surprise that his passing doesn’t make an audible swishing noise like a cartoon - Wei Wuxian darts into the lecture hall, leaving Lan Wangji alone with the scruffy bag and the not-nearly-as-scruffy toddler. (adorable Professor LWJ helping out WWX by watching A-Yuan modern AU fic)

Falling Til Four in the Morning by phnelt (5k)
Summary: The first time he finds the Mando station is an accident. He almost loses it, jerking his thumb on the dial he was slowly spinning to find viable frequencies. It takes some wiggling and some horrendous static but he gets back there, a clear AM signal coming through and some Lena Lim gently crooning while flutes warble in the background. It feels strange, almost, after months of only English, almost like he’s getting away with something. He stands there for a moment, thumb poised to scroll past, but the voice of the DJ comes on to introduce the song and Wei Ying is transfixed. Radio was invented for this man, he thinks. (short and sweet modern AU)

[fred_mouse]

Thank you!

[glitteryv]

A good variety of fic lengths! Thank you for reccing these. :D