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the purest specimen of truth

this is actually for @leiascully​‘s @xfficchallenges​: the fic you’d never write. normally i don’t write “everything was beautiful and nothing hurt” william fics, let alone fics where he’s a teeeeeen! so i did that, but i was also at the science march in d.c. this weekend and obvi i had to fic an au where scully was there so…also, all the signs mentioned herein were actually witnessed irl haha also, the title of scully’s academic paper is based in real science but to my knowledge doesn’t exist…yet.

“What about I was told there’d be pie — but it’s the symbol for pi?”

Scully sighed without looking up at him, though she did admittedly choke back a smile which she wasn’t about to reward him with.

“That is clever,” she said, tapping the capped end of a Sharpie against her temple, “But I was partial to your original idea.”

He chuckled, “At the start of every disaster movie there’s a scientist being ignored?

She does smile then, peering at him overtop her reading glasses, which have slowly but surely become a permanent fixture atop her head over the last few years.

“Well, it’s true!” He bellows, playfully slapping his hand down atop the dining room table, “The Core, Dante’s Peak, The Day After Tomorrow, Twister —  that one we saw in theaters where they did an autopsy on Gwyneth Paltrow — ?”

Contagion,” she said, uncapping a marker with her teeth, “Which was impressively accurate, by the way. Not just the autopsy scene but later, the visual showing the way in which new viruses are formed by the recombination of DNA or RNA from different species of animal hosts?”  

“I’ll take your word for it,” he said, watching her squint intently down at her poster board, outlining the letters with a pathologist’s steady hand. He reached for a Sharpie, his finger grazing the back of her hand as he did. “So,” he said, flicking the cap off with his thumb, “Are you nervous?”

Her hand froze and she visibly stiffened. He immediately regretted bringing it up but as was his wont, he couldn’t help himself. 

“Yes,” she said after an agonizingly long moment of silence.“I still don’t understand why they asked me to speak,” she muttered, refusing to look up at him.

Mulder scoffed, “Scully — you fucking cured Tay-Sachs.”

“No,” she snapped, pointing her Sharpie at him, “I did not cure it. Not yet.

Recombiant Adeno-Associated Virus PHP.B Serotype for Cross-Correctional Enzyme Transfer Across the Blood Brain Barrier in Lipid Storage Disorders,” he recited on a single breath, “Sounds like a cure to me.”

She gave him a warm smile, “You memorized the title of my paper?”

“What can I say, I’m your biggest fan,” he grinned. She blushed, which of course only made him grin harder.

“I wish you’d look over my speech…” she said softly, picking up her marker again and retracing a giant letter S.

“I told you, Scully, they don’t want a speech from Fox Mulder: former FBI agent and profiler turned New York Times best-selling, National Book Award-winning author,” he said, though not unkindly, “They want a speech from former FBI agent, medical doctor, professor, surgeon, American Medical Association award-winning, guest-lecture giving, honorary degree-having, enigmatic, Dr. Dana Katherine Scully. Who also happens to be my best friend, the love of my life, and the mother of my child,” he said, “And a damn fine shot, too.”

“Oh, Mulder…” she tutted, shaking her head. As if on cue, they heard booming footfalls on the stairs and a second later Will skidded into the room, brandishing a poster board.

At 16, he was just about Mulder’s height and just as lanky and would probably be taller than him by the end of the summer; if his propensity for eating a week’s worth of groceries in a weekend was any indication of his basic metabolic rate and robust genetic profile.

Will cleared his throat, feigning seriousness, but his eyes sparkled with his father’s particular brand of indolence, “Brace yourselves for the unremitting sheen of my brilliance.”

Scully snorted. Mulder and Will threw her identical, indignant looks.

“I’m sorry,” she said, putting her hands up in surrender, “You are your father’s son, Will. No doubt about it.”

Mulder nudged her foot with his under the table, “Was there ever really any doubt, Scully?”

She gave him a long look, which did not get passed Will. Not much did. 

“I detect a rather abrupt change in atmosphere,” Will said, licking his finger and holding it in the air as if to sense a gust of wind.

“Son,” Mulder said gravely, not taking his eyes off Scully, “There’s something we have to tell you.”

Scully frowned, but before she could speak she saw the faintest glimmer in Mulder’s eye and relaxed a bit.

“What?” Will said, slumping down in the chair closest to his father, letting his sign drop to the floor.

“William…Uncle Walter …is your real dad,” Mulder said, his mouth twitching around a grin.

“That explains why I find you and Mom so ridiculous,” Will said, rolling his eyes in with such form that it rivaled even his mother’s practiced art.

“No, that’s just ‘cuz you’re an angsty teen,” Mulder said, ruffling his son’s hair. Will blushed at the childishness of the gesture — more so because, even as a young man, he still craved his father’s approval and affection and was relieved to be in receipt of it.

“Let’s see your sign, Will,” Scully said, capping a nearby Sharpie that was teetering precariously over the edge of the dining room table.

Will reached for the posterboard, brandishing it high above his head. With a flourish, he turned it so they could read its words as he proclaimed them.

SCIENTISTS ARE PRO-TESTING!” He bellowed, and while he expected his father to laugh heartily and give him a high-five, neither of them expected that his mother would laugh. Certainly no so hard.

After a minute or two went by, Will and Mulder both eyed Scully with a kind of nervous fascination, wondering if perhaps they would have to sedate her.

“Have you…have you ever seen her like this?” Will said, his voice low.

Mulder didn’t take his eyes off Scully, who had lowered her head onto the table, collapsed like a pop-tent. Her shoulders still shaking and her muffled giggles getting lost against the polished cherrywood.

“Once,” he said slowly, “But she was drugged.”

This only made Scully laugh harder. When she finally lifted her head, her face was a hot shade of blush-pink and sallow with tear stains.

“I appreciate the encouragement, Mom,” Will said, “But there’s no need to stroke my ego that much. It’s a good sign but it’s not that good.”

Scully reached up to wipe her eyes on the sleeve of her faded Quantico sweatshirt — which was older than Will by about a decade. She sighed deeply, then looked at them both through damp eyes and with a warm, almost cherubic smile.

“No, no, it is a good sign, Will. It’s just…” she sighed again, then drew in a long, sobering breath, “After all your father and I have been through, all that we’ve seen, the things that we’ve fought for…” she looked at Mulder, then. “The FBI sent me to your father because of my faith in science. They believed that science and reason would take him down. It didn’t, though. If anything it became an asset to his cause, and somewhere along the line I became — and so did the science I brought with me — the enemy.”

She lowered her eyes to her own sign, which suddenly seemed incapable of capturing everything she wanted — and needed — to say.

“The science helped sometimes,” Mulder said softly, “But you were the real strength, Scully.”

She smiled up at him as he reached across the table to squeeze her hand, “I guess I just find it preposterous that we have to protest this at all,” she said, shrugging slightly, “That the persecution we faced as a result of our pursuit of the truth has somehow become so much bigger than just us, than the X-files.”

“This whole political milieu is a freakin’ X-file,” Will grumbled.

“Nice 10-point vocab word there, dude.” Mulder said, clapping his son on the back.

“What can I say — my dad writes books.” Will shrugged.

Mulder beamed at Scully, who had rested her chin on her hand.

“Mulder,” she said, her voice hoarse from her laughing jag, “You never told me Skinner was a writer.”

“There must be almost 50,000 people out there,” Scully breathed, her nails digging into the skin of Mulder’s left hand. They could hear the roar of the crowd from beyond the stage — or possibly the rain, which was coming down in sheets. Of course, given that it was a crowd of scientists, they were prepared with slickers and umbrellas, upon which many had inscribed: “Science predicted rain today.”

“You’re gonna be great,” he said, kissing the side of her head which was damp with sweat or rain water or both.

“At least you’re not after Bill Nye,” Will offered, “No one wants to follow him.”

Scully groaned and pressed herself into Mulder’s chest.

“That’s true,” Mulder said, rubbing her back, “Plus, if you screw it all up, no one will remember because they’ll just remember Bill Nye and the fact that Thomas Dolby is gonna sing She Blinded Me With Science.”

“Wait, what song is this?” Will said, digging his phone out of his pocket presumably to YouTube it.

“It’s about your mother,” Mulder said, “Especially the lyric: she’s tidied up and I can’t find anything.”

“Mulder, I want a divorce,” Scully said from somewhere under Mulder’s chin.

“We’re not married, Scully.”

She pulled her head back from his coat and looked up at him, “Fox William Mulder, will you marry me?”

“Sure,” he grinned, running his thumb along her chin.

“Ok,” she said, pressing herself back into his chest again. Then, “Mulder—?”

“Yeah, Scully?”

“I want a divorce.”

The gray sky opened up over the undulating crowd.  If anyone looked up, they’d drown.  

“She looks — ” Will said, standing next to his father backstage, watching his mother at the podium.

“Brilliant? Amazing? Powerful? Divine?” Mulder finished.

Will snorted, “I was gonna say scared shitless.

Though her voice was steady and clear, from his vantage point Mulder could see what the audience could not: how Scully was anxiously lifting and lowering her stockinged foot from her sleek high heel, running the front of her toes along the back of her calf.

God, he was proud of her. God, he loved her.

“…to shed light on what has typically been sequestered away to labs and libraries and lecture halls. To put on full display the humanity that has for centuries stoked the fire of scientific inquiry, refined it, rejoiced in its revelations and more often, endured the frustrations of its arcanum.”

She looked up from her notes, then, and not out at the audience — but to her right, to him and to their son. The next words she spoke, he understood, she had not written for the masses, or for history — but for them.

“The truth exists whether we believe it or not. It endures even the most violent scrutiny and ruthless persecution. As we persist in seeking it, may we find solace in knowing that there is no person, no institution, no government, with jurisdiction over it. It can be suppressed, hidden, censored, altered or misappropriated, refuted and denied,” she paused, looking back to her audience who waited on baited breath, “What those who try to manipulate it beyond recognition, who try to eradicate it and replace it with calculated imitations, fail to recognize is that when all of those measures fail – and they will fail — what remains is the purest specimen of truth.”

She looks back at Mulder, then. At their son. And she smiles, “And it is those of us who want to believe such a truth can be revealed to us who will one day find it, and bring it into the light.”
Publication for In-Between Days
Co-publishing my debut novel "In-Between Days," a humorous and heavy coming-of-age tale set in Purgatory.

Alright guys, I’ve been doing this thing for seven years now, and you guys have been here the whole time, liking, reblogging, supporting. Now we start the next phase of that. I’ve been talking about the book for months, and now I can give you some concrete details. I’m working with Köehler Publishing, a small, independent publishing house with award winning authors and a huge reach, to co-publish In-Between Days. It’s a costly venture, but it’s going to allow me a lot of creative freedom in regards to marketing and design, and most importantly, it means this novel doesn’t sit shelved with an agent or a publishing house for the next year or two. If we get this funded, by the end of the fall, it’s on the shelf at your local bookstore. So please, click on over to the kickstarter, give it a look, and help out. I promise I won’t let you down.


Images courtesy of Simon & Schuster Children’s Publishing

The new animated movie, BOSS BABY, was No. 1 at the box office last weekend. But before it was a full-length film, starring the voice of Alec Baldwin, it was a 32-page picture book written by award-winning author and illustrator Marla Frazee.

Frazee is a big name for young readers and their parents — the imagination behind Seven Silly Eaters and All the World. Her illustrations have earned two Caldecott Honors.

NPR Ed spoke with Frazee about the book and the new animated hit it inspired. Check out their conversation here.

– Petra

The year was 1955, and the place was America. The murderers were white men, and the fourteen-year-old boy who was  kidnapped, beaten, murdered, and dumped in a river was Emmett Till. The killers suspected Till had flirted with a white woman. Later, an all-white jury acquitted them. For this episode of the New York Public Library Podcast, we’re proud to present historian Timothy Tyson and PEN Award–winning author John Edgar Wideman discussing their new books, The Blood of Emmett Till and Writing to Save a Life, with historian Nell Irvin Painter, author of the New York Times bestseller The History of White People. Listen here.

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EREN YEAGER  - Little piece of shit who tends to have mental breakdowns if he has’nt revenge himself. Suffers anger management issues and prefers killing things then solving problems. Too honest to say things that he’s scream at a horse if he hates them.

MIKASA ACKERMAN - OP Exotic Asian who is the only one left who doesn’t play Starcraft, star in JAVs or eat exotic Asian food, because she’s the last Asian in the walls. Obsessed with angery little boys who likes to kill giant mexicans that hate Trump and his three coencetric walls.

ARMIN ARTLERT - Coconut cinnamon roll that looks exactly like some trap in a shitty hentai. oh wait, he does… Likes to think all day and possibly can become the next Archimedes without the barrel thing that is. Screams in E minor when his friends get eaten.

LEVI ACKERMAN - Probably the only one who shoplifts all the cleaning products and the growth pills in your friendly neighboorhood marketplace. Too sazzy to hide his depression and really likes to drink tea so much that everytime you say black tea is shit, he’ll dfksdafrfskerfoejnmtienbiwanbdkasn msdfsdfgsdgujuyiujjhgxdfhthyt

JEAN KIRSCHTEIN - probably came to be from a new magical breed of unicorns and humans. They say that if you hate Eren, you’ll be given magical powers by Jean like flight, laser vision and teleportation. His hobbies is cosplaying everyone he hates and @hajime-isayama-official likes him so much that even @zekejaegerofficial​ considered him as a seedling.

SASHA BRAUS - The only reason why @asktrollkeithshadis even existed… Eats everything she sees and will leave you paying for the bill. She gets exhausted easily but can run up to 200km/s if potatoes were involved.

CONNIE SPRINGER - Not to be confused with Springles, he might be Krillin teleported into another universe, he might be the avatar or the One Punch Man or possibly Mr. Clean’s child but from what I know, he’s actually the Hobbit.

REINER BRAUN - Mad delusional shipperfag as they say. He ships himself with Krista all the time if he’s not busy breaking other’s walls or sneaking in girls rooms to watch them sleep while breathing heavily like a gorilla.

BERTOLT HOOVER - The only one in the group who seems indifferent, is it because the way he only stick to his friends or is it because he’s gay for Annie or is it because the way he smells just because he sweats 24/7?

ANNIE LEONHART - Possibly the pre-existence of pure anger and a perfect example of confining objects, in this case anger in a small space. Likes Eren secretly which makes her a big target to Mikasa and little did we know that she actually turns into a titan by extending her nose

MARCO BODT - The one in the squad who probably died a virgin. Never got the chance to use his freckles in battle which is originally a missile launcher and doubles up as christmas lights. His favorite song is “Half Way There” by Big Time Rush.

KRISTA LENZ / HISTORIA REISS - Bow down to the queen, bitches! She’s best in playing hide-and-seek especially when it comes to her identity and getting away with her bitch of a father. Hangs out with lesbians and would likely join the girl scouts if she hadn’t had a choice between the military or the labor camp.

YMIR - Lesbian titan deity of some sort, thinks of marrying blondies when they become queens and is too much of a dick or pussy in helping the enemy get away. The reason also why Krista’s mind is broken AF.

HANGE ZOE - likes to discover the world in dirty ways like dissecting giagantic humanoids and tortures the fuck outta them. would never hesitate to kill you if you never gave her a titan body pillow before she sleeps.

MOBLIT BERNER - Alcohol is his favorite pasttime. He enjoys weekends by finding ways to never be Hange’s assistant. And probably throws people into wells when explosions as big as Tsar Bomba or Megumin’s explosions were involved.

ERWIN SMITH - Lonely man who wants a peek to what he tought the greates Porn Stash in all of the Walls. His eyebrows were actually culture and it actually grows hands to punch the next person to insult hifokmadndfnsaknamsadfasfkdsgmfrlhmfdghdfgdfgd

NILE DOK - Much of a chicken he is… A good family man and is just man of honor. Too bad he did’nt join the Survey for the laughs everytime someone they hate gets eaten by a titan.

DOT PIXIS - Not to be confused with Springles, After his retirement, Pixis who is also called by his alternate name Mr. Clean; enjoyed life by joining the military. He enjoys drinking Wine and having long naps atop the walls… Too bad he doesn’t fall down.

DARIUS ZACKLY - Pedophile who enjoys torturing nobles by his favorite fetishes. Calls his hobby, art… And possibly holds the World Recored for Man With The Best Facial Hair.

GRISHA YEAGER - Stole the BEST DAD AWARD from Van Hohenheim, Goku and Gendo Ikari for the act of turning his children into titans. 

ZEKE YEAGER - Isayama’s fetish buddy. has too many good attributes that I can describe off.. @zekejaegerofficial​, do you even have bad attributes? Best son ever, ironically speaking…

HAJIME ISAYAMA - Award winning author of the whole goddamn series. His favorite pastime is watching UFC, Game of Thrones, fapping to Momoiro Color Z members and drinking the tears of all his fans everytime he kills a character in the manga.

Jiang Wen: Back in Action

I came across some fascinating and bizarre descriptions of Jiang Wen in the article “Back in Action” by Brian Bennett from Time Magazine (June 17, 2002), written while Green Tea was filming. I just had to share.

Even as a student at Beijing’s Central Academy of Drama, China’s Juilliard, Jiang showed signs of giving, not taking, direction. “Many teachers didn’t like him because he always questioned them,” recalls retired dean of dramatic arts Zhang Renli, who taught Jiang after the school reopened following the Cultural Revolution. “Jiang would always ask, ‘Why? Tell me why?’” says the 69-year-old, who has coached four generations of actors, including Gong Li and Zhang Ziyi. “I’ve never since had a student like Jiang Wen.” Jiang’s stubbornness can make him a chore to work with. Especially now that he’s not directing but acting in other people’s films. “As an actor Jiang Wen is dangerous,” says award-winning author Wang. “The younger generation of directors cannot handle him.”

Below the cut, comments on Jiang Wen’s looks (I’ll confess I disagree with the “not handsome” part), virility, and vulnerability…

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27 Pieces of Advice for Writers From Famous Authors

Neil Gaiman -  Award-winning author of American Gods, Coraline, Stardust and many more.

Nnedi Okorafor -  Award-winning author of Zahrah the Windseeker and The Shadow Speaker.

Garth Nix -  Award-winning author of the “Old Kingdom,” “Seventh Tower” and “Keys to the Kingdom” series.

Karen Lord -  Author of Redemption in Indigo and The Best of All Possible Worlds.

Patrick Rothfuss -  Author of The Name of the Wind and The Wise Man’s Fear.

Gene Wolfe -  Award-winning author of The Book of the New Sun and many other short stories and novels. He is considered to be one of the best living science fiction authors.

Jeremy Zerfoss -  Noted science fiction and fantasy illustrator. Co-author of the upcoming Wonderbook: The Illustrated Guide to Creating Imaginative Fiction.

Jody Lynn Nye -  Award-winning author of more than forty novels and one hundred short stories.

C.S.E. Cooney -  Noted author of science fiction short stories and poetry.

David Drake - Award-winning military science fiction author.

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Night Witches (Excerpt Below!)

From bestselling and award-winning author Kathryn Lasky comes an explosive adventure following the teen girl fighter pilots who took on Hitler’s army … and won.

Fifteen-year-old Valya knows what it feels like to fly. She’s a pilot who’s always felt more at home soaring through the sky than down on earth. But since the Germans surrounded Stalingrad, Valya’s been forced to stay on the ground and watch her city crumble.

When her mother is killed during the siege, Valya is left with one burning desire: to join up with her older sister, a member of the famous and feared Night Witches – a brigade of young female pilots.

Using all her wits, Valya manages to get past the German blockade and find the Night Witches’ base … and that’s when the REAL danger starts. The women have been assigned a critical mission. If they succeed, they’ll inflict serious damage on the Nazis. If they fail, they’ll face death … or even worse horrors.

Historical fiction master Lasky sheds light on the war’s unsung heroes – daredevil girls who took to the skies to fight for their country – in an action-packed thrill ride that’ll leave you electrified and breathless.

Start reading NIGHT WITCHES: 

Night Witches (Excerpt) by I Read YA on Scribd

According to the LWA site’s Witchpedia, Madame Ural is a novelist whose magic literature won a Nobel Prize, Minister Dorlin is the Minister of the East European Republic, and Miss Marjolaine is… a rock star witch.

I guess Marjolaine must be really popular among witches if Luna Nova was like “oh yeah sick let’s invite her to our show alongside a governor and an award-winning author”

New Iain Article

New Article and interview with Iain ( it wouldn’t link so just copied it this way )


Last updated 09:00, April 2 2017

Originally posted by heathfeath26

Game Of Thrones’ Iain Glen back as Irish detective Jack Taylor

Scottish actor Iain Glen returns as Irish detective Jack Taylor.For six years, Iain Glen has played Game Of Thrones’ exiled knight Ser Jorah Mormont while also starring in a series of Jack Taylor telemovies about Irish private investigator Jack Taylor, a fictional detective created by award-winning Irish author Ken Bruen.

“If you want to get yourself into a neurotic corner, there’s lots of reasons why you wouldn’t want to take on (such) a role but you just have to be brave and do it,” Glen says from Sydney, where he is filming season two of the Australian fantasy series Cleverman.

“I’m absolutely sure I’m not right in some people’s minds but I’m right enough in others.”

He acknowledges he might not always bear much physical resemblance to the character described by an author and puts this down to TV writers wanting to make a character appealing to viewers.

This was particularly true of Jorah who has sustained an unrequited love for Daenerys (Emilia Clarke) through several series of Game Of Thrones.

“I don’t think I bear any physical resemblance whatsoever to the character that George R R Martin described in the books on which the series is based. I think he was a very dark-haired, wiry man with an ugly face – I’m not saying I don’t have an ugly face – and I think quite short and stocky,” he says. “But they probably thought it would be good if you could see why (Jorah and Daenerys) might get it together. If you had an ugly stump of a man who had no chance whatsoever and was fairly repellent then it would be harder for them to tell that story.”

However, when it comes to Jack Taylor, Glen really has become the face of the detective with his image now appearing on the covers of Bruen’s novels.
Set in Galway, the series follows the disgraced cop-turned-private detective as he investigates those cases that other people, including the police, won’t investigate.

Asking Glen which is his favourite character of the two is, it seems, like asking a mother to pick her favourite child.

“I’ve always enjoyed playing Jorah. It’s been a role that’s been good to me so far,” he says.  “There’s quite a high death count in Game Of Thrones and they don’t blanch at removing favourite characters. They just get rid of them in a brutal way. My end may well be close but so far I’m doing OK.”

Jack, he says, is definitely a lot more demanding.
“He’s a very complex soul, Jack. This man has a big self-destruct button. He struggles with alcoholism, he’s a big womaniser and he gets himself in all sorts of messes,” Glen says.

“But he has a very moral core to him and he’s a much braver man than I would ever be and he puts himself on the line in a way that most people don’t, fighting for causes that no one else wants to take on. He’s in some ways a very messed-up moral man and I like that a lot.”

Bringing the troubled detective to life on screen has also helped the actor realise a lifelong ambition.

“I’ve always quite fancied playing a private eye and I think that’s really from admiring Chinatown with Jack Nicholson way back then,” he says, with a nod to the 1974 Roman Polanski movie which also starred Faye Dunaway.

“And it’s what I enjoy reading. I really enjoy reading crime. I enjoy the structure of it. I probably read more crime – and watch more crime probably – than anything else.”

He sees nothing ironic in a Scotsman playing an Irishman investigating crimes, most of which could never happen anywhere other than the Emerald Isle.

“We’re both Celtics, the Scots and the Irish. We’re cousins really and I’ve probably done more work as an Irishman than as a Scotsman, curiously. I’ve no idea why,” he says.

“Certainly in Galway, they’re very accepting of me.
"Maybe they’re just forgiving and sweet natured but they’ll call out to me in the street when I wander past saying, ‘Hey, Jack, have you solved it yet? Have you solved the crime?’ ”

Jack Taylor, Vibe, returns Tuesday April 4.

anonymous asked:

Hi would it be possible to find some fics where either Harry of Draco is sad/depressed/angsty etc and the other helps them. I love your blog so much but if you can't do it then don't worry

Yes sure! These are generally hurt/comfort, and while they involve one helping the other emotionally the tone of all these fics vary from pretty angsty to quite fluffy, so… hope that’s ok!


Vale Sanare (Rurounihime)

Rating: NC-17, WC: 23.2k, Summary: Draco’s world gains a new component just when he thought he’d sorted everything out.

The Way Down (lettered)

Rating: NC-17, WC: 65.5k, Summary: Harry is overwhelmed by his own power and fame and angst, so he’s become a hermit. Draco Malfoy is tired of the melodrama.

Picking Up Pieces (tessacrowley)

Rating: NC-17, WC: 22.1k, Summary: Fifteen years after the War, Draco is a social recluse and award winning author. Harry is an auror who works too hard, ensuring his old war wounds never heal. They meet at a masque ball, unaware of each other’s identities. In another situation, it would have been love at first sight. But for them, it would never be so simple.

When The Songbird Stopped Singing (nherizu)

Rating: PG-13, WC: 37.2k, Summary: Shortly after the war, Draco Malfoy wakes up with a new understanding, and Harry Potter needs firmer ground to walk on. Unfortunately, life is never easy, especially with the burdens of N.E.W.T.s looming closer. As Draco struggles to maintain his sanity, Harry is back to his old routine—stalking Draco.

Yours Is The Earth (Hold On, Hold On) (chickenlivesinpumpkin)

Rating: NC-17, WC: 127k, Summary: When they first meet after the end of the war, Draco doesn’t want anything to do with Harry. But as time goes by, Draco’s growing love may be the only thing that can save them both, because after a serious accident in the Forbidden Forest, Draco’s personality begins to undergo subtle changes.

Said And Unsaid (or, The Value Of Knowing When To Stop Talking) (bryoneybrynn)

Rating: PG-13, WC: 14.8k, Summary: When the Interrogator asked if he had anything to say on his own behalf, Draco shook his head, his lips pressed tight in a thin line. There was nothing to say that wouldn’t sound like an excuse.

Let’s Pretend The War Is Over (pir8fancier)

Rating: PG-13, WC: 7.9k, Summary: The war is over and Draco is alone, fighting demons of a different nature. This is obviously an AU by now. Written after “The Half-Blood Prince” came out.

On A Clear Day (Saras_Girl)

Rating: NC-17, WC: 41.5k, Summary: Draco Malfoy is waiting for his real life to begin, and it appears that he’s not the only one. Coffee, charity, and the wisdom of the elderly.

The Guise Of Forgiveness (sunseticmonster)

Rating: PG-13, WC: 24k, Summary: George’s new potion has caught the interest of the entire Auror Department, thanks to an article by the elusive Draco Malfoy. So, when Harry sees Malfoy in the middle of a panic attack, he attempts to make amends as a ploy to find out what’s really been going on.

Getting There (Rickey_A)

Rating: NC-17, WC: 20.7k, Summary: An attack on Malfoy Manor ends up being not what it first seemed, as Auror Harry Potter finds out. Hermione Granger-Weasley finds herself appointed as Draco’s Healer, designated to work with him, the survivor of a suicide attempt. Taking his first steps down the road of self-healing, Draco discovers that life is worth living, and there’s probably room for someone else to share his path.

Harry Potter Gives A Shit (talithan)

Rating: NC-17, WC: 58k, Summary: “Where are you headed?” “No place special,” Draco fumbled, and flushed further. But then: “I can change that,” said Harry Potter.

Cascade (taradiane)

Rating: PG, WC: 4.7k, Summary: I don’t know the boy in the cupboard. I’m not sure that I ever did. Those aren’t my memories, aren’t my feelings. They belong to someone else. Someone that I’m not sure even existed. It’s just a story. Something that people have told others just to make an average person seem more heroic at the end of the tale.

There’s A Grief That Can’t Be Spoken (oldenuf2nb)

Rating: PG-13, WC: 5.7k, Summary: Summary: For five years, Draco has watched the damage each successive anniversary of the battle of Hogwarts has done to the love of his life. He’s not sure he can do it anymore.

Marginal Notes (blamebrampton)

Rating: PG-13, WC: 9k, Summary: When you’re 18, and nothing is as it was meant to be, sometimes it can be hard to let the right people know what you are thinking.

Appallingly Wrong And Irreparably Broken (tessacrowley)

Rating: M, WC: 26.6k, Summary: Everything in Harry’s life is pretty terrible, all things considered. His ex-wife won’t stop sleeping around, the government is broken, and his life is an endless cycle of crippling self-hatred and bitter sarcasm. So when Draco Malfoy comes sauntering back into it, sharp as a tack and twice as fit as he has any right to be, the only comfort Harry can find is that he can’t possibly make it any worse. You know, probably.

Blind Faith (SunseticMonster)

Rating: NC-17, WC: 21k, Summary: Don’t think of it as losing your sight. Think of it as gaining an Animagus who never quite learned the meaning of the word ‘boundaries’.

Hope Springs Eternal (But Love Springs In The Forest, Unannounced) (lettered)

Rating: NC-17, WC: 12,394, Summary: Draco falls into a love spring. Harry saves him! And now they’re bonded for life. Draco is horrified. Harry thinks it’s kind of neat.

The Owl Who Came For Christmas (dracogotgame)

Rating: PG-13, WC: 17.7k, Summary: Draco has a debt to pay off, no matter what Potter thinks. And he has a Very Good Idea to go along with it. Things don’t go as planned.

On One’s Knees (pir8fancier)

Rating: NC-17, WC: 33.8k, Summary: The war is over and to the victors go the spoils.

Collect Your Courage (mervab)

Rating: M, WC: 44k, Summary: Potter needs control; Draco needs forgiveness. They shag; Lavender gives advice; they yell; Seamus makes muffins; they fight; and everyone else drinks far too much coffee for their own wellbeing.

He Was He And I Was Bunny (bryoneybrynn)

Rating: NC-17, WC: 37.3k, Summary: The war is over and “eighth year” is about to begin at Hogwarts. But for Harry and Draco, nothing is quite the same. Harry’s looking for an escape, Draco’s looking for a friend. Does a little black bunny hold the answers for both of our boys?

Strange Bedfellows (ravenclawsquill)

Rating: NC-17, WC: 30.6k, Summary: When Harry encounters a frail and fidgety Draco Malfoy at the Ministry, he just knows something is wrong and he’s determined to get to the bottom of it. A story about Deadly Nightshade, crippling insomnia, excellent wine… and finding what you need in the strangest of circumstances.

The Peacock Paladin And The King Of The Emerald Court (megyal)

Rating: NC-17, WC: 11.3k, Summary: Harry suffers from chronic headaches, and it affects his work and relationships. New pain-management techniques (and their provider) may just be the relief his life needs.

Here’s The Pencil, Make It Work (ignatiustrout)

Rating: NC-17, WC: 49.4k, Summary: Harry thinks “Why is Malfoy working in a coffee shop in muggle London?” is a much simpler question than, “Are you going to accept that auror offer and, if you don’t, what will you do?”

Sleeping Dragon (Omi_Ohmy)

Rating: NC-17, WC: 20,458, Summary: When Draco loses his memory, Harry struggles to recognise the man he loves. As they get to know each other again, can Harry overcome his sense of loss? And will Draco ever remember that he loves Harry?

Kiss Me (Under The Light Of A Thousand Stars) (Iwao, @sophiefrench77 )

Rating: NC-17, WC: 114.7k, Summary: Harry rescues Draco Malfoy from Azkaban, where he has been imprisoned for three years after the war. Draco is not as Harry remembers, as Azkaban leaves its mark on even the strongest of wizards. With no memory of who he was or how he came to be in Harry’s care, Draco needs Harry’s help if he is to have any hope of making a full recovery. But Harry has his own demons to fight and together with saving Draco, Harry must also discover a way to find himself.

Holly And Hawthorn, Thistle And Thyme (bryoneybrynn)

Rating: PG-13, WC: 31.5k, Summary: After the war, Harry can’t shake the feeling that something is very wrong with him and he has a terrible feeling he knows what that “something” might be. He has a terrible feeling Malfoy might know, too.

Scurrilous (Saras_Girl)

Rating: PG-13, WC: 25.1k, Summary: When Potter starts behaving more oddly than usual, Draco has no choice but to take an interest. After all, it’s his job. Sort of.

Praxis (dysonrules)

Rating: NC-17, WC: 21.1k, Summary: When Draco succumbs to a terrifying illness, he is taken to the only man who has a chance of saving him. With Draco’s arrival, Harry’s self-imposed isolation comes to an abrupt end.

Seizing Second Chances (momatu)

Rating: NC-17,  WC: 28.1k, Summary: Five years after Draco lost his infant son to complications following his premature birth, he sees a happy, healthy dark-haired child the same age his own little boy would have been playing on the swings in a Muggle play park. One year after the sudden loss of his wife, Harry sees Draco quietly watching children play in a Muggle play park. If they can put the past behind them, can they be each other’s second chance at happiness?

Trust In Hope (Omi_Ohmy)

Rating: NC-17, WC: 19.9k, Summary: It’s Eighth year, and Draco is broken, ostracised. One person prefers him the way he was, full of life – Draco just needs to learn to trust in hope.

Servile (calrissian18)

Rating: NC-17, WC: 68.5k, Summary: “I would love anything you gifted me, My Lord, but this,” silver eyes, the same shade as the dragon that marked Harry’s arm, glinted in his direction under the Death Eater’s hood, “is exquisite.”

A Piercing Comfort (talithan)

Rating: PG-13, WC: 44.6k, Summary: When Harry Potter hits the lowest point of his life so far, it is not his friends who keep him honest. With Draco Malfoy’s patience and guidance, Harry learns to stand on his own. The thing is, after the fact—he’s no longer sure he wants to.

The Business Of Saving Souls (RurouniHime)

Rating: NC-17, WC: 26k, Summary: Draco’s world is filled with ghosts, and not all of them are so easily banished.


The physical self forms the centerpiece of She of the Mountains

She of the Mountains
by Vivek Shraya
Arsenal Pulp Press
2014, 128 pages, 5.5 x 8.2 x 0.5 inches (softcover)
$15 Buy a copy on Amazon

The body is a tangle of sensations. It’s both a source of pleasure and a confusing amalgamation of parts that don’t quite seem to function in concert. Teeming with desires and repulsions, the physical self forms the centerpiece of She of the Mountains. The protagonist is unnamed in this slender, poetry-drenched novella by award-winning author Vivek Shraya. He’s keenly aware of his brown body in the sometimes hostile, sometimes indifferent world of Edmonton, Alberta, as he tries to discover what it means to be gay, then falls in love with a woman, and finally begins to establish a life for himself that feels honest.

A Canadian youth’s search for social and sexual identity would be fascinating enough in Shraya’s thoughtful hands, but by braiding his tale with a personalized vision of Hindu mythology, he casts it into timeless territory. The goddess Parvati describes herself as “the mother of the universe. … I am life itself, the spark that makes a heart pump, that keeps a tree alive for centuries, green and reaching.” But she isn’t immune to sorrow; a terrible error causes her beloved consort Shiv — Destruction himself — to decapitate her newly born son Ganesh in a fit of rage. Only the substitution of an elephant’s head for Ganesh’s own lets him escape death. In her own lyrical, searching words, Parvati describes her evolving love for Ganesh and Shiv, the wisdom that comes to her through incarnation in a mortal body, and even her newfound empathy for Kali’s destructive powers. Each mythic interlude in the novella mirrors the growing pains of a main character struggling to come to terms with his queerness, his brownness, and his capacity for love.

With a story so bound to corporeality, Arsenal Pulp Press has gone the extra mile to make She of the Mountains into a beautiful little book. Lushly enriched by stylized two-tone illustrations from Raymond Biesinger, the novella also features silky-smooth, heavy paper and meticulous design and typesetting. When tactile and literary pleasures combine so seamlessly with a surprisingly intimate tale, the result is a volume you’ll be glad to hold in your own two hands as you read and read. – Lisa Barrow

January 22, 2016