ohhh ho ho have you come to the right person. my entire life is a robstar fanfic rec tbh. this is going to be such a long post bc i would major in robstar fanfiction if i could.
for starters, kryallaorchid is the goddess of robstar fanfiction. she has everything from cute and funny one shots to angsty, heart-wrenching stories. ff.net link (if you’re into smut, you have to read The Object bc it is lilterally the best robstar smut i swear.)
SUMMARIES TAKEN FROM THE SUMMARIES AUTHORS WROTE AND BELONG TO AUTHORS
if you’re into funny and/or fluffy stories:
Ten Things I Hate About You - (Sometimes, he even felt like he hated her for making him feel this way about her… Reason Ten: Only you can make me feel like an idiot… “And just what is it so special that you have planned for me inside my bedroom?”)
Ah, Young Love - (Ahhh, love, hormones, and complete floundering is in the air at Titans’ Tower. What could possibly go right?)
Stammering, Stuttering, and Struggling - (And here he thought that after he and Starfire kissed in Tokyo, he could finally face his alien girlfriend without being reduced to a stuttering and blushing pile of traffic light colored teenage hormonal goo. For one of the world’s greatest detectives, this was rather dense of Robin.)
The SUPERmarket - (The cupboard is bare, so the Titans face their most trying battle yet: the supermarket. Will they come out alive, or will Starfire’s curiosity and Beast Boy’s love of tofu doom them all?)
if you’re into action and/or angsty stories:
Lost Without You - (Dick Grayson—literally—runs into a strange girl on a lonely road, and she whirls him into a run-for-your-life adventure that he had never believed possible. Full summary inside. RxS. Complete.)
The White Rose - (When head detective Lex Twain shows up at the tower entrance with a plea, the titans are hesitant. A murderer stalkes the streets of Jump city, targeting young women and the dectective needs bait: Starfire and Raven.)
au but fits into the action category: The Princess and The Detective - (Dick Grayson’s life takes a turn for the worst when a new serial killer, the Fairytale Felon, arises. While he searches for clues, he’s taken with the new gym instructor, Kory Anders, who may possibly be the killer’s next victim. Richard/Kory. AU.)
if you’re into AU stories:
Princes and Frogs - (Life’s hard enough for Kori Anders- navigating high school, trying to pass English, not to mention harboring a secret crush on her best friend’s older brother, the dreamy Richard Grayson. Oh yeah, and she just found out she’s the princess of a small European country called Tameran. What’s a girl to do?)
Reach - (Starfire. Princess Koriand’r of the warrior-planet Tamaran. Thorn in the Titans’ sides since she appeared in Jump after her crash-landing in Gotham City. She’s a criminal, and the Titans have to bring her down. She knows that, of course, and it frustrates Robin to no end that she doesn’t seem to find them threatening. He’ll show her, one of these days.)
Temptations - (written by my best friend olivia holler) (When Richard Grayson continues his reckless behavior on missions, his boss pairs him up with a certain red head in hopes she’ll keep him in line. That is, if she doesn’t kill him first.)
and my FAVORITE AU ROBSTAR STORY EVER (probably read it over ten times):
Strangers in the Night - (Richard Grayson gave up all hope of ever finding true love, but all that changed when he falls head over heels literally for a gorgeous redhead with green eyes. Too bad she’s his best friend’s fiancé. AU. RobStar. COMPLETE!)
if you’re into fluffy one shots:
A Moment of Shocking Clairty - (aka Three Times Robin Almost Kissed Starfire for the First Time and One Time That He Did. Winning entry for Kryalla Orchid and Star of Airdrie’s Rob/Star First Kiss Contest 2011.)
Beach Baby - (ONESHOT. Star’s first time at the beach, Robin’s having a hard time dealing with Star’s bikini, Cyborg never left the dune buggy shop, BB’s waddling around as a seal, and Raven’s dealing with it all. RS)
Sweeter Than Chocolate - (ONE SHOT. With Starfire unable to sleep on the coldest night Jump City has seen in fifty years, Robin gives her a little something to warm her up. A story of passion, love, and hot chocolate. [Robin x Starfire])
i literally hate myself for the amount of times i’ve reread this one shot over and over again but i love it so much
Robin Kiss the Girl - (Great, Robin was arguing with a song, and the song was winning’. RobStar. The effects of one Disney movie, on one very hormone filled super hero? Not too pretty.)
i literally have eight pages of teen titan stories in my favorites, so if you want more of a certain kind, just message me! i hope this helps all my robstar lovers!
i would like to be the first to say that this bitch stole my justice o'clock pun, so i’m gonna dump their english ass into the harbor. fuck you, random english dude, you took my fucking pun, and i know you took my fucking pun because no one else is dumb enough to say that and i hope you can taste the tea of your british failure when you’re drowning in the sins of your forefathers
This “illustration” is one I made at age fourteen (coincidence: Juliet is fourteen in the play) in my copy of Romeo and Juliet that I bought for freshmen English—the same exact class I’m teaching at the very high school I went to. 😳
Inception level one million unlocked.
i'd be interested to hear your perspectives on cosmology... like, the origins of the universe, and what happens after death. do you take the norse myths literally?
Myths were never meant to be taken literally, one for one representationally. They’re stories that convey truths, knowledge and shared experience. Like a song - take Bohemian Rhapsody or Hey Jude or American Pie.
The Sound of Silence.
All these are stories, and even if they are not literally one-for-one, they nevertheless evoke memories, associations, similarities in us, biophysical effects - direct our attention to particular ways of perceiving, experiencing and knowing the world. Add in the music, and well, that’s another layer. They communicate, share experience, bring it forth in us.
Their is no literal world tree. But a there is a thing/process which we might perceive as such, in certain states of consciousness - an ever-present axis-mundi, the centre of the kosmos which is everywhere and reaches everywhere else, best conveyed by the associations, metaphors, kennings and memories of trees.
The wandering nature of Odin is conveyed by a cloaked figure one might meet on the road, interfacing with our realm of experience - an appearance or apparition which for a time is as concretely real as the cup of tea I’m drinking. Real enough to appear and nod at me in the rain, and then vanish again when I looked round.
It’s tricky to convey if you’re not used to holding multiple seeming contradictions in your head at once. Myth serves as portal to the raw nature of Being - it transports us - yet it in itself is ‘just’ a story, ‘just’ a recounting of experience arranged a particular way.
Myth is the realm of double, triple meanings; highly compressed information slipped into the unconcious mind, to unfurl there like a seed. Poetry is mere words, mere mouth-noises transcribed. It is also blood and fire, honey and ash, the vertigo of love and fear. Look at Beowulf, the Illiad.
Poetry endures, stands for longer than stone temples. Myth carries knowing of-gods across the years. When we had all but forgotten them, when the shadow of the God who is Only Once darkened the earth, blotting out all the bright wonders of blood and honey, song and madness, myth remained, to reach out and touch the minds of mankind anew, to set fire to our worlds, to inspire us though Irminsul fell, though Delphi lay empty and Solomon’s temple lay in forgotten ruins,
There are giants. There are gods. There are spirits of mankind that walk after death. How they appear, how they intrude, how they interface with our experience, is through strangeness, through signs and wonders and gut feelings and impossible actions.
Cosmology is a structure to parse the experience of existence, to give us room to arrange things. It matters not where there be 9 worlds or 7, or three - what matters is that there are worlds; realms of difference. Learning the routes to experience, to have knowledge of these differences, this is the pursuit of wisdom - knowing what to do and when, the right words to say. This is the reason for amassing lore.
(Would you know more, or what?)
Learning how to navigate, to manipulate, to act as-if something which has just appeared is eternal and immortal (which it may be and thus is, in some fashion) this is the trick.
To chart a course through the stormy ocean of the waters of life and death, and to keep to that course in order to get what you need - that’s the trick
The passphrases and rites, the knowings of other forms of awareness, all these are conveyed - today we see only one thing - entertainment or scripture.
Myth is both and neither. it is, as said before, a transportation mechanism.
transport (v.)late 14c., “convey from one place to another,” from Old French transporter “carry or convey across; overwhelm (emotionally)” (14c.) or directly from Latintransportare “carry over, take across, convey, remove,” from trans- “across” (see trans-) + portare “to carry” (see port (n.1)). Sense of “carry away with strong feelings” is first recorded c. 1500. Meaning “to carry away into banishment” is recorded from 1660s.
trans-word-forming element meaning “across, beyond, through, on the other side of, to go beyond,” from Latin trans-, from trans (prep.) “across, over, beyond,” perhaps originally present participle of a verb *trare-, meaning “to cross,” from PIE *tra-, variant of root *tere- (2) “to cross over” (see through). In chemical use indicating “a compound in which two characteristic groups are situated on opposite sides of an axis of a molecule” [Flood].
port (n.1)“harbor,” Old English port “harbor, haven,” reinforced by Old French port “harbor, port; mountain pass;” Old English and Old French words both from Latin portus “port, harbor,” originally “entrance, passage,” figuratively “place of refuge, asylum,” from PIE *prtu- “a going, a passage,” from root *per- (2) “to lead, pass over” (source also of Sanskrit parayati “carries over;” Greek poros “journey, passage, way,” peirein “to pierce, run through;” Latin porta"gate, door,“ portare “passage,” peritus “experienced;” Avestan peretush “passage, ford, bridge;” Armenian hordan “go forward;” Welsh rhyd “ford;” Old Church Slavonic pariti “to fly;” Old English faran “to go, journey,” Old Norse fjörðr “inlet, estuary”).
We are led outside of ourselves, into a larger kosmos - this the secret of ecstasy and creativity, poetry and song:
ecstasy (n.)late 14c., extasie “elation,” from Old French estaise “ecstasy, rapture,” from Late Latin extasis, from Greek ekstasis “entrancement, astonishment, insanity; any displacement or removal from the proper place,” in New Testament “a trance,” from existanai “displace, put out of place,” also “drive out of one’s mind” (existanai phrenon), from ek “out” (see ex-) + histanai “to place, cause to stand,” from PIE root *stā- “to stand” (see stet).
Used by 17c. mystical writers for “a state of rapture that stupefied the body while the soul contemplated divine things,” which probably helped the meaning shift to “exalted state of good feeling” (1610s).
Driven out of our rote-minds, our habitual processes, we are presented with vastness, the immensity which rains down up and through us like a wind, a veritable deluge of sensation. Is it any wonder we seek some defence, some shelter in a structure - endlessly conflicted in our desire to be bitten by the serpent of wisdom, yet fearing the venom of that wyrm, as we constantly seek an antidote?
As is said: “Lord, What fools these mortals be!”
(Puck flashes you a grin, faerie sharp, faerie slick. Old dead Puca slipping on a human skin, ancestral wight strutting ‘bout the stage, all wild and in plain sight. Bucca up from the mine and out of the sea, with bony animated wisdom, peering right at thee. Best keep him sweet with some milk, some blood, some beer, lest he become too close and near - and does you a mischief!)
Turn the skincoat of your own flesh inside out, see the bones and skull and understand you’ll clatter and knock like all those gone before you, til at last you’re dust.
Ahh, but your voice, that’ll go on, wordless, eternal, part of the thronging stream, to make someone’s heart leap, someone not yet born, rising out of the darkness to greet their first dawn.
Maybe, if you’re very lucky, they’ll use the memory of your hide to make a map of the vast places they could go when they die. Maybe not.
Because it’s all about how you prepare when you step out the door to go there and back again. Everyone makes their own map, but if you listen to the songs and the adventures you may find the marks others have left behind.
Myth is realer than real because it’s not bound by time - linear or otherwise. It has its own cycle, its own rhythm.
I don’t know what happens when you die, sorry. I can take an educated guess at my options. Maybe.
AS for how the universe began. I rather think that if it did, it arose from the bones of the last, all rearranged, like. Of course, beginnings and endings can be the same thing….
It’s a Mystery. With a capital M, in case you missed it
Bee Balm is edible and medicinal, the entire plant above ground is edible used as a pot herb, and it is also used as a flavoring in cooked foods. The flowers make an attractive edible garnish in salads. The plant is noted for its fragrance, and is a source of oil of thyme. The fresh or dried leaves are brewed into a refreshing aromatic and medicinal tea. An infusion of young Bee Balm leaves used to form a common beverage in many parts of the United States.
Other Names: Eastern Beebalm, Bergamot, Wild Oswego Tea, Horsemint, Monarda
Bee Balm leaves and flowers and stems are used in alternative medicine as an antiseptic, carminative, diaphoretic, diuretic and stimulant. An infusion is medicinal used internally in the treatment of colds, catarrh, headaches, and gastric disorders, to reduce low fevers and soothe sore throat, to relieve flatulence, nausea, menstrual pain, and insomnia. Steam inhalation of the plant can be used for sore throats, and bronchial catarrh (inflammation of the mucus membrane, causing an increased flow of mucus). Externally, it is a medicinal application for skin eruptions and infections. Bergamot’s distinctive aroma, found in both the leaf and flower is wonderful for use in potpourri. While a fragrant herb in its own right, Wild Bergamot is not the source of the commonly used Bergamot Essential oil.
Habitat and Description
Bee Balm is a perennial herb native to Eastern North America. It grows in dry thickets, clearings and woodland edges from Ontario and British Columbia to Georgia and Mexico. Bee Balm has showy, red, pink, or lilac flowers in large heads or whorls of about 20-50 flowers at the top of the branching stem, supported by leafy bracts, the leaflets are a pale-green color. The stem of Bee Balm is square, grooved and hard; and about 3 feet high. The leaves occur in opposite pairs, are rough on both surfaces, are distinctly toothed, and lance-shaped. Fine dense hairs cover much of the stem and leaves. Bee Balm roots are short, slender, creeping rhizomes.
How to Grow Bee Balm
Bee Balm is easily grown in ordinary garden soil. It also grows well in heavy clay soils, requires a part shade to sunny place to grow. This species thrives when grown in a dry soil and prefers alkaline soil conditions. Bee Balm is best started from plants which spread like crazy, but will grow from seed as well. Unfortunately, it often gets spotted with a mold like affliction.
How to Harvest and Use Bee Balm
Wild Bergamot flowers bloom from June to July. Gather edible leaves and flowers in bloom, dry on small bundles in paper bags in a dry, well ventilated area. Bee Balm can be used as tea, or as an aromatic suitable for sachets and potpourri.
Herbal Tea Recipe
“Medicinal” tea: To 1 tsp. dried herb, add 1 cup boiling water, steep 10 min. sweeten to taste, take at bedtime.
Folklore and History
The red variety is commonly known as Oswego Tea. It was used by colonists in place of English Tea after the Boston Tea Party, when they threw the English tea in the harbor to protest the high taxes imposed on it by the British. Read More about Oswego Tea
Bee Balm was used as a medicinal plant extensively by Native Americans who recognized four varieties that had different odors. Wild Bergamot was used also as an active diaphoretic (sweat inducer) for ceremonial sweat lodges. A decoction of the herb was made into hair pomade.
BERGAMOT (CITRUS BERGAMIA)
Uplifting, refreshing and relaxing. Encourages cheerful emotions and ideal for depression. Its delicate, sweet aroma can also be used to freshen and uplift a room. Citrus Bergamia is a small tree about 4.5m high with smooth oval leaves. It belongs to the same family as the orange tree. The essential oil comes from the small round fruits which ripen from green to yellow, similar to oranges in appearance. Distribution
Native to Morocco and tropical Asia it is grown commercially in the Ivory Coast and is extensively cultivated in Southern Italy. It was first cultivated around Bergamo, from where it takes its name.
History / Traditions
The fruit has been used for hundreds of years in Italian folk medicine. However the fruit was unknown outside Italy and wasn’t exported until recent times. The oil was primarily used for the treatment of fever and intestinal worms.
The essential oil is produced by cold expression of the peel of the nearly ripe fruit. Although many oils are produced by mechanical processes, the best quality oil is produced by hand.
The oil is a light greenish yellow liquid with an uplifting citrus aroma and balsamic overtones. On aging the oil turns to a brownish olive color. The oil is known to have about 300 components the main being linalyl acetate 30-60%; linalol 11-22% and other alcohols, sesquiterpenes, terpenes, alkanes, and furocoumarins 0.3-0.39%
Bergamot oil has a strong affinity for the urinary tract and is valuable in the treatment of cystitis and urethritis. It should be used in the bath or as a local wash at a 1% dilution. In helping with mental and psychological states, Bergamot is most valuable for its uplifting effects. For tension anxiety or depression, bergamot should be used in a massage oil or in a dally bath. The fragrance blends well with lavender, neroli, jasmine, geranium, chamomile, lemon, cypress and juniper. bergamot can be used in the treatment of tensions causing dietary problems such as over and under eating. The antiseptic qualities of Bergamot make it ideal for the treatment of skin complaints such as acne, oily skin and all infections of the skin. Bergamot is cooling in feverish conditions and has effective insect repellent properties. Bergamot has an inhibiting effect on certain viruses, in particular Herpes simplex 1 which causes cold sores. Bergamot will also reduce the pain of shingles and ease chicken pox in small children. Bergamot is used extensively as a fragrance and is also found in toiletries and cologne.
Certain furocumarins (including bergapten found in Bergamot) are photo toxic on human skin. This causes sensitivity and skin pigmentation when exposed to sunlight. Therefore exercise caution when using Bergamot in sunny weather. Bergamot should never be used undiluted on the skin. Severe burning may result.
Money, prosperity, protection from evil and illness, improving memory, stopping interference, and promoting restful sleep. Carry in a sachet while gambling to draw luck and money. Very powerful for attracting success. Burn at any ritual to increase its power.
The last house I spruced up tonight was the English Revival cottage where Raymond Steel, father of Christopher, lives. I made some adjustments to the roof (I was never quite happy with it!) and swapped out some wall textures. The back porch is still a bit weird, but I’ll save that for another time. XD
It was cute - while Raymond was watering his garden, Chris called him up and asked if he could come over. That kind of thing happens all the time whenever I play one of the Steel family - even though they’re in separate households, they’re very involved in each other’s lives. I love that.
I decided to play Raymond for a bit after this, so expect some story-ish posts, which I will tag with “jenba stories” as usual in case you want to block them. :)