Rec: After the Storm
Title: After the Storm
Author: H Birchwood, Key Dyson & Raymond Roach
Format: Text (with art!)
Published/Free: Both
Length: 194,299 words
Status: Complete
Rating: Mature
Warnings: past sexual assault, trauma, abuse, alcohol use, food insecurity, violence, consent issues
Link:
Wattpad: https://www.wattpad.com/story/213099434-after-the-storm
Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1003186
Summary: After four years of hell on a ship with a deadly crew, all Rich wants is a second chance. Get some sun, relax, maybe hook up with a cute guy. But old scars, bad habits, and an insane AI aren’t going to make it easy… Rich Merrill, gene-tweaked supersoldier by birth and AI support technician by vocation, is done fighting. Finally reassigned after four hellish years aboard the Sympatico, a dysfunctional ship with a deadly crew, all he wants is to make the most of his second chance. The survival skills that got him through his last posting aren’t going to help him on the Reliant, though. In among a kinder, gentler crew, Rich’s old scars and bad habits are just as much of a problem as vengeful ex-crewmates, or the Sympatico’s corrupted AI, which wants him back. Rich wants to be a better person. He wants to make some friends, finally. He’d especially like to be friends–or more–with Basil Wright, a brilliant teen rival who’s grown up captivatingly handsome; or Liam Beaker, a beautiful, mercurial botanist and fellow tweak. Rich wants to reconnect with what’s left of his family, pick up some hobbies, get some sun, learn to relax. But if he can’t learn how to leave his old life behind, his new life won’t be worth living.
Review: This story is sweet and comforting. The characters distinct and endearing. The world building is interesting and feels alive.
Submitter note: I really miss the Slash Pile from its Lifejournal days and have trouble finding more original fiction. Maybe we can breath some new life into it? I saw some AO3 stats and Original Works is on the rise! So here’s a recommendation I got on my dash by pure coincidence.