As the oldest brother of six I’d like to present y’all with some broganes headcanons
Shiro just, constantly teasing Keith about his crush… like, CONSTANTLY
“Keith, you look at Lance like he’s a titanium bowie knife or some shit just tell him you wanna kiss his stupid face and get over it”
“Keith, when Lance gets near you so much blood runs to your face if you got so much as a paper cut you’d probably bleed to death, its not good for battle”
“Im not that smitten takashit so fuck off” “You had the words ‘Keith Mcclain’ written on your notebook for the entirety of your time at the Garrison.”
Shiro impersonating how Keith’s voice gets lower and more macho™ around Lance
“Your crush on lance reminds me of the time you stanned shark boy from shark boy and lava girl in middle school” “Hey, Shark Boy made me gay watch what you say” “Im gonna read your fanfic at your guys’ wedding” “Say what you please as long as you burn all copies of Loves Bites”
Keith thinks it’s so strange when everybody sees him as this High Figure Of Command Who You Dont Mess With™ because Keith knows way too much abt him to see him like that.
“God Shiro’s so cool I wish i was like him.” “Senior year of high school Shiro ate a can of cheez whiz for lunch every. day.”
“How can Shiro be such an adult, he’s so responsible” “Are you kidding me? He once put a jar of nutella in the microwave cause he wanted to melt it to make chocolate sauce for his ice cream and almost burnt the house down.”
“Shiro’s so composed” “On his first date with Matt, he closed his eyes to kiss him good bye and kissed his glasses”
Shiro trying everything he can think of to try to help Keith hit on Lance
“How’d you get with Matt?” “You’re asking the epitome of the wrong guy, I dont even know” “Didn’t you like, write him a letter to ask for his number” “I asked pidge for their address, wrote a letter, stamped it and mailed it with the words ‘Lemme get them digits’ enclosed cause i thought it’d be cool….”
“Shiro how do I even know he’s even BI! The dude barley even so much at looks at dudes…” “He said ‘razzle dazzle’ while flying keith. razzle fucking dazzle”
Eventually Shiro is just done and starts trying to take matters into his own hands
“Lance, top ten Man crushes go.”
“Lance you need to start getting along better with Keith, maybe just go into Black with , him go for a ride together, stop on a nice alien planet, have a picnic, stare into each others eyes, realize you l-” ‘TAKASHI”
“Lance, hypothetically speaking, if you had to kiss one person on the team, who would u choose :3?”
Keith is really into pokemon and whenever Shiro tries to participate and be supportive he embarrasses himself
“I wanna open up a real life pokemon gym” “What theme would it be? like bug?” “YEAH SHIRO, UH UH UH YEAH, TAKASHI, IM GONNA OPEN UP A BUG TYPE POKEMON GYM. YOU IDIOT. THAT’S WHAT I WANT, I WANT TO SHIT OUT BADGES TO EVERY HAM AND EGGER WHO COMES TO MY FRONT DOOR. ‘go caterpie!’ That’s me you fucking imbecile. “Do your best kakuna” “…. I’m gonna go”
Happy Birthday!!!! I’ve set an alarm for 8:30, and if you haven’t fire-called me by then I’m side alonging Rose over to scold you. Today took some serious planning, dear, and that boyfriend of yours will never forgive me if you show up late. Wear that green top- it brings out your eyes!
If you are late this afternoon I will fillet you alive.
(I love you. Wear the green top.)
Happy 37th, Mate!!! Do us all a favor and get your old arse out of bed before 2, would you? ‘Mione and Draco have been working together, and you know how they get going. She’s in a right fuss, that one. I had to talk her out of sending you a howler this morning, and that was only by… Distracting her, so to speak. As I’m human and understand human emotions, needs, etc., (unlike our crazy robotic lovers), I’ve sent over a coffee and some chocolate frogs to make the ungodly time a little more bearable.
P.S. Hermione told me to tell you to wear the green top? I don’t give a flying fuck what you wear as long as you and Malfoy manage to keep the clothes firmly on this time.
I had to hold mum down, she wanted to bring you breakfast in bed this morning. As much as she loves you, I’m not sure how she would have felt if she walked in on you having a lovely birthday shag with Malfoy against the coffee table. You’re welcome. See you tonight.
And, for Merlin’s sake, try to be on time.
In the green shirt, or Malfoy will send you straight back.
P.s. Luna sends her regards and also asked me to tell you that green wards off the hucklefins.
I had the strangest dream last night, Harry. I was being chased by a group of wrackspurts, all of them demanding I return their ‘treasure’. I was quite confused by their insistence that I had taken this ‘treasure’ (you know how I feel about stealing, it affects my aura), and I kept spraying lilac essence to ward them off, but to no avail. I asked Ginny if she thought it meant something, but she thinks I may have just had too much to drink last night. What do you think?
Oh yes dear, I almost forgot! Happy Birthday! I do hope you know to be on time, but I’ll try to distract him if you run late. I read last night about some very new potions research that could keep him talking for at least an hour.
Love you, dear.
The boy who continues to live,
I’d say congratulations, but you’ve been complimented so many times for merely staying alive that it feels tacky at this point. Draco’s got himself all in knots over tonight’s events, and as much fun as it’s been watching him all flustered, I know that if you manage to screw this up I’ll be the one supplying his alcohol, so I feel I must warn you; If you wish to continue to be the boy who lived, show up on time, and properly dressed, if you can manage. Although, come to think of it, “The boy who fucked up one too many goddamn times” has a ring to it.
You have always been a son to me, dear. I know it goes without saying, but if I learned anything from the war, it’s that telling people what they mean to you is a privilege, and something we should do as often as we can. So, and I don’t mean to be sappy love, I know you have big plans for tonight, but I simply have to tell you how proud I am of the man you have become.
Happy Birthday, dear.
(I’ve sent over some breakfast, though Ginny suggested maybe I shouldn’t have. Terribly sorry if I’ve interrupted anything. Draco’s favorites are in there too, just in case.)
Happy Birthday, you geezer. The Amazon is great, as promised, if a little hot for my taste. I’m sorry to be missing your evening tonight- there truly isn’t anything for it. They want me back at the University this Thursday, and I’ve got very little besides a sunburn to show for my time out here. Personally, I think they’ve been a little outrageous with the timing; researching Amazonian werewolf roots and ancient cures isn’t exactly a picnic, you know.
Enough complaining. How’ve you been? How’s Draco? Have you finally bucked up and popped the question? I assume not; someone would have owled, I’m sure. You really ought to do it soon, Harry. If you don’t, he will, and you know how terribly dramatic he is. Just think on it.
Send my love to Grandma, would you?
I miss her terribly.
Oh, and you can have some too, of course.
I know you aren’t awake yet. You are never awake before noon. Which is why, in approximately 28 minutes, if you don’t firecall mum (which you won’t) to tell her you’re getting ready, (which you aren’t), I’m coming over there myself to talk some sense into you.
You do realize how important today is?
I’ll see you in precisely 27 minutes.
Future Minister for Magic
Please be awake when Rose gets to your place, she’s in a scary mood this morning. Happy Birthday, and best of luck, because Mum isn’t much better by the looks of it.
Happy Birthday. I know you are prone to sleeping in, but Draco has been particularly high-strung about this evening and I would really encourage your punctuality this once. I will, unfortunately, be quite busy this evening, but I look forward to seeing you soon. Tea at the manor Wednesday, perhaps? Talk to Draco and get back to me. Oh, and you do look so ever lovely in green.
Hypothetical Handplates scenario in which Sans realizes he can teach himself Common.
(Ugh, tumblr is making them blurry for some reason so I guess full-view if you want the not-blurry version??)
Convoluted explanation incoming. Handplates is an Undertale fancomic by @zarla-s and if you like Papyrus and Sans, go read it, is good stuff. So I guess this is an AU fancomic of an AU fancomic? I dunno, the idea wouldn’t leave my brain until I did something with it. So. Zarla did a Christmas doodle where Gaster gave the boys a box of ginger cookies that had the word COOKIES on the side in big letters, and because my job gives me way too much time to think about random stuff, I realized something.
In Handplates, Gaster taught the bros to read and write Wingdings but deliberately did not teach them monster Common (ie: English) so they can’t read his nametag or anything. Thing is, Wingdings is a 1:1 substitution cipher for English. Every Wingdings symbol exactly equals an English letter; it’s not a different language, just a different set of pictures. As somebody who has taught herself a fair number of substitution ciphers, there are a few things you look for when you’re trying to translate a code and you don’t have a key in front of you. Most notably, single-letter words (in English they will usually be A or I) or double letters next to each other. Like the OO in “COOKIES”.
Sans is smart. Gaster has fed them junk food before and odds are good Sans knows how to spell “COOKIES”. The word is on the box in huge letters and Gaster just said it out loud, so it is fresh in Sans’ mind. That double-O is a huge tip-off. He would put it together that the word on the front of the box matches what’s inside. Once you figure out a few of the letters, it becomes steadily easier to decode the rest.
I feel like Gaster exposes the boys to enough Common (the nametag, food wrappers, computer monitors, the books Sans sits on) that Sans could pick it up with a proper starting point. Papyrus probably not, because he had a hard enough time with Wingdings, but Sans is eager for any opportunity to undermine Gaster and I’m sure he’d jump at the chance. In this comic he elects not to tell Papyrus, though. He doesn’t know Gaster has cameras in the cell (or even what a camera is) but he’s figured out that Gaster can spy on them somehow, and the last time Gaster caught them learning something he didn’t like, Papyrus got the ever-loving hell beat out of him. So Sans keeps quiet about it for now. And thus starts the long-standing tradition of keeping important secrets from his brother.
On the technical side, it took me a freakin’ week to sketch and outline this whole thing. Coloring and shading only took me like a day. In the meantime Zarla actually kinda addressed the cookie comic, but this was almost done by then so oh well. I’m finding my poses and proportions turn out a LOT better when I’m doodling skeletons, like what, drawing basic anatomy will make you better at anatomy, you don’t say?? A lot of this was a self-challenge to see if I could imitate Zarla’s art style, and I referenced previous Handplates comics a lot for the backgrounds and Sans’ face. Full disclosure: Gaster’s pose up there is basically copied from Zarla’s original comic because I was rushing through to get on to the actual meat of the story. He’s just here for setup. I had fun trying to figure out how to do his Lost Soul head though. Also, I hate Papyrus’ face from the front. Also also, it was tricky trying to convey “mentally translating an unknown alphabet into a known one” when pretty much everyone who sees this comic is already familiar with the “unknown” one and not the “known” one, but I think I pulled it off.
TL;DR- I imitated somebody else’s style to do an AU of an AU; I am not Zarla; Zarla is the creator of Handplates and also Gaster’s pose in the first panel; I like ciphers too much and also I gave the cookies icing because that is the only kind of ginger cookie I know.
Maybe you’re the girl that texts first, who overanalyzes every message before sending, wanting it to say exactly what’s on her mind.
Maybe you find yourself falling in love too easily, or giving your heart away like it’s a pin attached to the edge of your sweater sleeve. Maybe you’re the girl who has feelings for the boy who’s unsure, and you find yourself reading quote after quote about love, wondering if you’ll ever truly find it.
Maybe you’re the girl who has always cared too much, putting everyone else’s heart before her own.
And maybe, for once, you need to stop apologizing for that.
idk how anyone could find renaissance history boring. raphael was italy’s biggest playboy and died b/c he got a fever from having too much sex and wouldn’t tell the doctors the cause. michelangelo was a bitter and angry old man who took to mocking others like da vinci publicly, and da vinci himself was the world’s worst procrastinator and never finished anything.
TO EVERYONE WHO GAVE THIS BOOK ONE STAR WITHOUT READING IT:
First off, know that I am not going away. I am going to stand here and scream this from the rooftops as many times as I have to. Because I am tired of my voice and my story being drowned out. This book tells my story. If I get even one person to at least consider they might be wrong, if even one person buys this book because of me, then I’ve made a difference.
I respect your opinion and based off of the original synopsis I completely understand why you felt that way - indeed I agree with you. I understand why the initial synopsis made you angry, really I do. The b.s. trope that lesbians (or any LGBT+ girl) can be ‘cured’ by finding the right boy is not just offensive and incorrect, but incredibly, incredibly harmful. And when it’s used as much as it is, it leads to people in the real world justifying their homophobic thoughts with - “I can f**k that girl, she’s secretly straight anyway. I can make her change her mind. She just needs the right guy.” Corrective rape is a very real danger and one that is directly impacted by words like those in that synopsis.
But this isn’t what the book is about. When the author, Julie Murphy @andimjulie, was informed of how offensive and harmful the synopsis/blurb was she started arranging to have it changed. Because here’s the thing: authors don’t get to write those. Some random person at the publishing house does. It’s that random person that made the harmful words and who misunderstood the book.
The new synopsis is up on this goodreads page now . Please read it and maybe consider changing or removing your rating?
Because this book isn’t about 'lesbians can be cured.’ This book is about bisexual girls, girls just like me, who grow up not knowing that they are bi. Believing that because they like girls they must therefore be lesbians or because they like boys they must therefore be straight. I’m the latter; in this heteronormative world I spent years believing I was straight before I realised.
This book is for all the girls like me who think they fit into one box because they like someone and then one day, realise they have feelings for a different gender. It is about how confusing and scary and downright terrifying that is. It is about lying awake all night thinking “but does liking this boy mean i was straight all along?” “do i actually like him or is it because i’m supposed to?” it’s about worrying that you can’t change your identity because people already know you as a 'lesbian.’ Worrying that you’re just attention seeking or greedy or unable to make up your mind, that you’re on the fence and you need to choose.
This book is about the moment of relief when you finally find the name that suits you - bisexual. Or, perhaps when you decide that it’s okay to not know for sure right now. And how much weight is taken off you once you know who you are, and you have an identity.
I haven’t read the book yet but the new revised synopsis reflects that the book will actually be about those topics. You’re punishing the author for what someone else misunderstood and wrote as a harmful piece of promotion. Notice how different (and not harmful) the synopsis is now that it’s been written with the author’s suggestions instead of just by some dude? That to me suggests that the book itself, written entirely by her, will be much more like the new synopsis than the old one.
Oh, and you will also notice that I mentioned I haven’t read the book yet. So how then, you wonder, am I able to sit here and say that the book will be about all of the things above?
Because I am that girl. I went through all of those things. Mine was vice versa to Ramona - I believed that I had to be straight because I liked boys and if you like boys that’s all you can be right? Wrong. It was so, so hard for me to figure out who I am, where my place in this world is. It took me four years to get where I am (I’m 18 now). And I still haven’t finished this journey - my parents don’t know. I know, from reading this new synopsis, that that is what this book is about because I have lived it. I know because the author is bisexual, married to a man - she has lived it too.
Tumblr I just don’t get it. We cry and cry for more representation but when you have it you destroy it’s chances with negative reviews before it’s even begun. All because it’s the “wrong sort” of representation. You don’t want this bi girls story, my true story, because it shows that sometimes girls who like girls also like boys. Not always but sometimes. And sometimes we end up with those boys.
Please, buy this book. Promote this book, please at least undo this low rating until you have read it. This book could have saved me so much heartache when I was fourteen. It could have let me know that I was not alone. It could have saved me six months of self-harm, an emotionally abusive relationship, bullying for being 'frigid.’
I didn’t have this book when I was facing all those things. But the next bi or pan girl could. We could save them.
Representation is important. Lesbian representation and positive, good representation at that, is important. But so is bi girl representation. And this book just happens to be one for the bi girls. This doesn’t have to be either or, bi girls existing doesn’t mean that lesbians do not. Please, let’s not harm each other’s chance at representation. Let’s support each other.
Please, at least let’s read this book before we give it a rating. Please help the next girl like me before she is hurt.
Request: “I have a request for Pennywise, lovely author! The reader was bullied by Bowers and his group, they accidentally killed her, and left under the Kissing Bridge. Pennywise helps her, because he feels her urge to have vengeance.on them. He’s happy about his insane, little girl. I want this to be pretty crazy and unstable, yet in their own way — lovely. Love your work! Keep it up, talented woman!🎈💝”
Pairing: Pennywise x Reader and slight Stan Uris x Reader
Warnings: Mentions of blood, death and violence
A/N: I currently have 9 requests in my inbox idk how many I will be able to complete today but since I get homework on weekdays for school I’ll probably only be able to post one imagine everyday throughout the week instead of 4 imagines in one day I’m sorry but I hope you all understand.
You were beautiful to say the least and incredibly smart you had both beauty and brains. Every guy in Derry High School wanted to have you and every girl wanted to be you. For years ever since you were little you always rejected Henry Bowers, he wanted something with you but of course you didn’t. Over the years you had developed a crush on Stan Uris.
Yes the Jewish handsome boy that sometimes got made fun of was the guy that had won your heart. You knew he also felt something for you because his friends would constantly tease him every time you were around him. They also confirmed that he was crushing on you and that Stan was just waiting for the right time to ask you out. Yay!
“Have a great summer Stan.” You smiled as you walked out of the school with him. It was finally summer break!
“Thanks you too I hope I’ll see you around?” He asked.
“Of course I’d love that.” You smiled.
“Would you like me to walk you home?” Stan asked.
As much as you wanted him to you noticed his friends all staring at him from across the street waiting on him or trying to read your lips to know what you were talking about. Who knows.
“No don’t worry about it go with your friends they’ve made it pretty obvious that they have a lot to talk to you about.” You giggled.
You were referring to the insane amount of questions the boys would ask him. What were you guys talking about? Did you ask her out yet? Are you going on a date? Will you be hanging out together over the summer? The list goes on.
“No no it’s fine I can hang with them all later.” Stan said.
“Stan.” You said placing your hand on his shoulder before continuing to talk. “It’s okay don’t worry I can handle myself I’ll be fine.” You smiled.
Stan looked at you with a concerned look before he finally said, “Alright just please be safe and careful I’ll see you later?” He asked.
“Don’t worry I will and definitely.” You kissed his cheek and grinned like a cat when you noticed he was blushing like madly.
You winked at him before going down the school steps and making your way home. Not before glancing at Stan’s friends and saw that they were smirking at what had just went down, you giggled silently while shaking your head.
Unfortunately your excitement didn’t last long your wide smile faded when you heard Henry Bowers’ car make a loud screech sound as he stopped the car. You took off running as he stepped out of his car.
“Get over here you bitch!” He exclaimed as he took off running after you.
Your running didn’t last long because he tackled you to the ground before throwing you over his shoulder. You kicked and punched him trying to get him to let go of you. Fortunately he did. Unfortunately he threw you into the back of his car, the trunk more specifically and took off driving. What the hell.
You tried lifting the hood of the trunk but obviously it was no use. You whimpered in fear not knowing what he was going to do to you. Finally the car came to a stop, you heard Henry’s footsteps approach the trunk. He opened it and pulled you out of it grabbing your arm and your hair with his hand.
“Hurry up bitch let’s go!” He said angrily as he led you to the kissing bridge.
He pressed you up against the fence and pulled out his knife clicking it out of it’s case.
“Do you know why we’re here?” He asked.
“No.” You whimpered,
“Well I’ll tell you why. You have been rejecting me for years constantly over and over again but then when little Stanley comes into the picture you FALL FOR HIM IMMEDIATELY AND GIVE HIM THE ATTENTION THAT I WANTED!” Henry exclaimed as he pressed the knife up against your neck.
“Because he’s more of a gentleman than you’ll ever be. He doesn’t terrorize kids or leads a gang full of assholes and morons. I’d rather be with him then you anyother day.”
Henry raised his arm and slapped you across your face. You whimpered in pain as you grabbed your cheek you could feel a large bruise forming already.
“You’re going to fucking pay for that you bitch. If I can’t have you then no one can.” Henry raised the knife over his head. Oh hell no you weren’t about to die like this.
“No!” You exclaimed.
You raised your legs up to kick Henry causing him to fall on his back. Unfortunately for you the impact was so hard that you flipped over the wooden fence and tumbled down a large steep hill. You could feel the leaves, rocks, and wooden objects hitting your body as you continued to roll down. Once you finally came to a stop you were unconscious.
Noticing this Henry ran inside of his car and took off leaving you to die all by yourself. Well that’s what he thought, far away but close enough to hear the dialogue that you and Henry had exchanged was heard by a clown. He made his way over to your unconscious body picking you up.
“Although your unconscious I can feel your anger raiding off of you. I’ll bring you back so you can finish him and his little friends off.” Pennywise smirked.
He went over to the small stream with running water, he set your body down and placed his hand on your chest trying to get your heart to pump. It took several tries but finally he did it. You gasped as you opened your eyes and flailed in the water. You stopped once you noticed who was looking at you, a clown. You backed off in fear walking backwards.
“It’s okay I’m not going to eat you.” He reassured.
“I know who you are why should I believe you!” You exclaimed.
“Because even though you died I didn’t eat you I could’ve but I didn’t okay.” Pennywise said.
“Well no one told you to revive me but here we are.” You said crossing your arms.
“A simple thank you could’ve been great. Now I’m starting to regret not eating you.” Pennywise huffed.
“Thank you there I said it now why did you save me?” You asked as you sat down on a large rock as you squeezed your hair trying to get the water out of your locks.
“I saw what that jerk Henry Bowers tried to do and did to you I could feel your anger so I was thinking I’d spare your life so you could get back at him.” Pennywise explained.
“So you want me to get back and him and maybe his friends as well so you can have your little all-you-can-eat buffet then go hibernate again?” You asked.
“Mhmm and that way I won’t have to feast on innocent little kids I can feast on the morons who don’t deserve to live.” He smiled.
“I think I’m going insane I’m actually thinking about accepting the offer.” You said shaking you head.
“Well then accept it, he could’ve killed you and you would’ve never been with your precious Stanley Boy if I hadn’t saved you. You’re alive because of me so go and teach that Henry Bowers a lesson. You wouldn’t have been able to do that if he killed you.” Pennywise said as he placed his hands on your shoulders and whispered into your ear.
“Okay fine deal. I’ll take him and his little friends out then they’ll be all yours.” You stated.
“But what if his friends try to protect him?” Pennywise asked.
“If they try and protect him then we kill them.”
“I like the sound of that who knew you had this in you.” Pennywise was fascinated he never knew that a sweet and gentle girl like you could have such a dark. mysterious and disturbing side.
“Looks can be deceiving.” You smirked. “Now I better get going.” You continued.
“Leaving so soon?” Pennywise asked.
“I’m supposed to meet up with Stan he is not going to be happy when he sees this.” You huffed.
“Okay partner I’ll see you around.” Pennywise said as he waved.
This was one of my favorite books as a kid. I checked it out of the library about a billion times.
If you’ve never read it, then you probably don’t know about The Story of Baby X!
1974. Thirty-three years ago. This anthology included a story. About a kid being raised without an assigned gender. As a positive thing.
I didn’t know I was genderqueer at the time, or that that was a thing, or… anything. But it had a huge influence on me. It made it very easy to imagine raising a kid by using gender-neutral pronouns, and waiting to hear a gender, and/or pronouns, from the kid themself.
And here it is.
Once upon a time a baby named X was born. It was named X so that no one could tell whether it was a boy or a girl.
Before it was born, scientists created an Official Instruction Manual that would help the families raise baby X.
Many families were interviewed to find the perfect parents for baby X. Families with grandparents named Milton or Agatha, families with aunts who wanted to knit blue shirts and pink dresses, families with other children who wanted a little brother or sister. All of these families didn’t want a baby X, they wanted a baby girl or boy.
Finally, scientists found the Jones family The Jones family wanted to raise a healthy, happy baby, no matter what kind. They wanted, most of all, to raise a baby X.
The Jones promised to take turns holding X, feeding X, and singing X to sleep.
They promised to never hire any babysitters, because babysitters might try to peek at baby X’s secret.
The day the Joneses brought home their baby, everyone asked, ”Is it a boy or a girl?” To which Mr. Jones replied proudly, ”It’s an X!”
No one knew what to say. They couldn’t say, “look at her cute dimples” or “look at his husky biceps!” And just saying “kitchy-coo” didn’t seem right either.
The neighbors were unsure, and the relatives were embarrassed. “People will think there is something wrong with it!”
And the Joneses didn’t understand this. “What could be wrong with a perfectly healthy and happy baby?” they sat and wondered.
Suddenly everything changed for the Joneses: The cousins who sent a tiny helmet did not come and visit anymore. The neighbors who sent pink, flowered dresses pulled their shades when the Joneses passed their house.
The Official Instruction Manual had warned the new parents this would happen, so they didn’t worry too much. Besides, they were having too much fun raising baby X.
Mr. & Mrs. Jones had to be very careful. Because if they kept bouncing baby X up in the air and saying how strong and active X is, they’d be treating baby X more like a boy. But, if they cuddle and kiss baby X and tell it how sweet and dainty X is, they’d be treating baby X more like a girl rather than an X.
So they consulted the Official Instruction Manual, and the scientists prescribed, “Plenty of bouncing and plenty of cuddling. X ought to be strong, sweet, and active. Forget about dainty altogether.” [Continued below the cut]
basically, i’ve read a lot of fic, some of which i haven’t seen on rec lists on tumblr anywhere and i just thought that had to be remedied so: here we go. ten fics sorted by word count. most of them are multichapter, and rated M or E.
Adam Parrish works as a sober companion, but he has no idea of the storm that’s soon to hit him when Ronan Lynch turns out to be his newest client. (Or the one where Adam Parrish and Ronan Lynch are trapped underneath the same roof for six weeks.)*Ronan, to his surprise, opened his eyes. For a breathless moment, Adam was transfixed in them. They were the color of the ocean on the most azure of nights, lightning right before it struck the ground, damp hydrangeas on a fog-swept morning. Those eyes gave him chills.
this fic!! solidly one of my favorite fics! (although, i’m only recommending my favorites) ronan is a little more of an asshole than usual, but, it’s an AU so.. it works. the writing in this is lovely and poetic and leaves you hanging off of every word.
I don’t know if anyone besides us Bestfriends will see this, but if you do it would mean so much if you could help.
As you may or may not know, Boyfriend is still a band! And their fans love them so so much, I have been a Bestfriend for six years and it’s been the most loving and rewarding experience on this earth, and I don’t want me or any of us to have to let that go. We have been forgotten a lot over the years, but we never lost our ability for compassion and kindness and the propensity to welcome anyone with open arms. We are truly a fandom who has done everything to emulate those we look up to and to live up to our name.
Recently some news has come out that a new band will be debuting on the say day Boyfriend debuted, and they happen to be going by the same name. I tried very hard to help solve problem internally, but we do not have the numbers that many fandoms do. We do not have a problem with these young children who are debuting, they are young and innocent, so we have no ill feelings towards them. But we are so heartbroken that our Boyfriend has been neglected for literally half the time they’ve been a band. We are tired of not seeing them, we are tired Starship didn’t root for them when they weren’t as popular when they wanted, we are tired because they didn’t fight for their own NAME. This is especially devastating because at this point it feels like their name is all they have left and now that’s been taken away from them. It’s cruel, it’s immoral and dehumanizing. One of our very own band members just is clearly so immensely distraught that there is nothing he can do, and I am distraught too that there’s nothing I can do. But there is something perhaps WE can do. These boys, AND MAybe I’m biased….they are the six most wonderful, kind, talented, loving people who only from day one wished to spread joy. We can’t just lose them like we are, it’s not fair. I don’t want to go down without a fight but I need everyone I can to help me. It would so much to me, it would mean the world and I would be eternally grateful. Sending this out and hoping it gets read really is the last resort.
Please if you have a twitter, tweet and encourage others to tweet at Starship https://twitter.com/STARSHIPent with the hashtag #SAVEBOYFRIEND even if it’s one tweet if we can get a lot of people to do it maybe it will add up to something and if you can spare the time pleasesign this petition!
Thank you so much in advance, and if anyone has any questions please don’t hesitate to ask, I am always available
We need to have a serious talk about this Gilmore Girls fic.
As Will Smith once said, OK. Here’s the situation.
Someone is writing The Subsect. Jess’s novel. I’m frankly amazed that in all the years of online Gilmore Girls fandom that no one has attempted to do this before, and it’s entirely possible that someone has. But I’m too new to this fandom to know, and if someone tried to write The Subsect before, it probably wasn’t like this story.
Because here’s the thing. This version of The Subsect, in its current online metafictional form, is fucking amazing. It’s so good that I thought, after a first pass, that it might actually be very good, very well-placed guerrilla marketing for the revival. But I don’t think it is. I think it’s just a fic. Written by some wicked smart person somewhere out there.
If you want to read it, it’s here. The single most devastating thing about it, so far, is that it’s only two chapters long.
I have many thoughts about this story, but let’s start at the beginning, in the first chapter.
And as a note, the following contains many spoilers, so if you want to remain unspoiled in regards to this story – however filthy and corrupted your mind may already be – stop reading now, go read the damn first chapter of The Subsect, and then come back and read this.
Thoughts on the first chapter of the fanfictional Subsect, in no particular order. Here come some bullet points…
The first chapter is set in New York City, where we find Jess growing up as a youthful hoodlum and accomplished card shark, as you would expect. The level of accurate, ultra-specific detail about NYC in this story, though, is mind-boggling. Subway stops. The names of businesses. Geography. Every word of it – with a couple of fascinating exceptions, which I’ll talk about – is real. And it’s not just accurate in general. It’s accurate to the period of the story. An example: At some point, the narrator – called J., but I’ll presume it’s Jess – mentions a bookstore near Columbia University named Labyrinth. It’s real, but it’s now under new ownership and has a new name. You’d never know this, ever, unless you went to that bookstore before it was renamed. So whoever’s writing this is a New Yorker and has been for a while, or they’re a research freak of truly epic and admirable proportions.
The story contains a freakishly contextual reference to Italian opera, and an ominous quote from Julius Caesar in Latin that both foreshadows the conflict later in the chapter and harkens back to Jess’s growing affinity for gambling. This is not garden-variety fanfic, friends.
The story invents a completely genius plot device that has Jess leaving NYC for Stars Hollow not just because he’s bad and is doing bad things — although he is and does, per cannon and the details of this story — but he also leaves the city in the wake of 9/11. The craziest thing about this? It totally works. The episode where Jess steps off the bus in Stars Hollow aired on October 20, 2001.
There are two references in this story that are clearly fictionalized. (And there may be more. I just haven’t spotted them yet.) The first one is about Liz working at Shrafft’s as a waitress. Newsflash: There is no Schrafft’s anywhere in NYC, and there hasn’t been since maybe the 1970s. So why the fictional reference amidst all this hard, cold, New York-y reality? Well, here’s the deal. As the story mentions, the Scrafft’s where Liz works is on 79th Street, and there was indeed a Schrafft’s restaurant on East 79th Street, though it was closed long before the action of this story takes place, and has now been torn down. But this particular Schrafft’s is notable because it was mentioned in a J.D. Salinger novella called Raise High the Roofbeam. Who would write that kind of obscure reference into a novel that’s otherwise positioned as a thinly veiled memoir? Why, your favorite pretentious literature nerd and mine: Jess Fucking Mariano. In fact this reference breaks the otherwise factual fabric of the story. It fucks up everything that’s been so meticulously plotted before and after it — including the piece’s careful attention to geography. As Liz gets off her shift at the fictional Schrafft’s, she beelines it for the 2 train to head uptown to her next job in the Bronx. Well, the Salinger Scrafft’s was on the East Side of Manhattan, where there is certainly no 2 train. The point of all this? To make you, dear reader, believe in your soul of souls that Jess Mariano wrote this story. If he wasn’t a fictional character on TV show, I might think that he actually did. The other fictional reference is when J. describes being robbed and beat up in a park in Bensonhurst by the Jones Street Boys, who are a fictional gang in the video game The Warriors.
It’s also worth mentioning that the chapter’s opening language is so very, very true to Jess’ character. The sense of poetic surreality. The ten-cent words. The thin veil of fiction over what’s clearly a memoir. It is the kind of stuff that first-time dude novelists do when they’ve spent too much time reading the beats. The result? It’s all weirdly convincing. I don’t just believe that Jess wrote this story. I believe that there is, in fact, a Jess. So how did we get here? Where the best piece of metafiction I’ve read all year is a Gilmore Girls fanfic? Tell me that.
I have more to say about this story. But I need to re-read the second chapter first and this post is really long and annoying, so I’ll stop.
Your ask does remind my long time thought, Anon. So here is some of my own thoughts on the Fellcest relationship, and somehow extend to why I portrayed the Fell brothers into such certain way. (it would be kinda long though since I thought really really long about that boi)
One of the things that influence their relationship is their nature. As you probably know, the creator of Underfell doesn’t set up a “canon” personality/interests on all Underfell characters, it is basically just an outfit AU. So all of those personalities for the Fell brothers you can see in the fandom are all designed by the fans themselves. So as one of the fans, I have make own assumption on them as well.
What is Underfell about? “Everyone in underground who are supposed to be good turn into evil.”, and that is it, just like a good/evil position swap thing. So following this whole setting, for me, ONLY the “good/evil position” is switched in this AU.
HEY EVERYONE who love 19 days and recognize my existence
I change the way I colored this little comic a little bit, especially on the lighting effect. Hope it gives a pleasant feeling while reading it. I drew this on Krita, and the text tool is shitty so I ended up writing the dialog with pen tab :(
I usually included some rant along the fanart I made, and this one is going to be a reaaaaally long rant (okay, maybe not, but still) so I’m putting a tab below to help you skip the rant lol
PS: I hope you’re not scared seeing He Tian’s body *sobs I had hard time configuring the body without references :’(
Know any fics that feature lots of angst but with a happy ending? (on 2nd thoughts, without a happy ending is fine as well) Thank you <3
Hello anon! Sorry it took me so long to get to this, but I’ve been pretty busy recently and also angst is really not super my thing?? But because I have an insatiable need to read every highly-recommended Drarry fic, I have inevitably read a few really good angsty ones! Just keep in mind that my threshold for angst is not very high, and these will all have a happy ending ;)
In Pieces by Cheryl Dyson (85K)- Harry returns to Hogwarts as the new DADA instructor, only to find his teaching efforts thwarted by a very familiar ghost. This fic is absolutely amazing and filled with lots of fluff but also inevitably tons of angst because Draco is a ghost??? They can’t even touch??? *cries* I remember feeling like there was no way it could possibly work out happily and believably but I was VERY pleasantly surprised!
To Those Who Wait by loveglowsinthedark (8.5K)- Harry’s come is trickling out of my arse as I say ‘I do’ and promise to love and cherish Blaise in sickness and in health.The love of my life is preparing to leave the country as I smile for photographs.The excruciating agony of my heart shattering nearly brings me to my knees on what ought to have been the happiest day of my life. This fic is fucking FABULOUS if you want angst with a happy ending. And I’m not just saying that because @l0vegl0wsinthedark is my main bitch. Harry and Draco are basically soul mates they are so made for each other, but absurdly tragic circumstances have split them up (for now). I bet reading the summary alone has already made your heart ache and now the only way to soothe it is to go read the rest ASAP, so DO IT.
Another Mask Behind You by lettered (116.5K)- Draco is a high-end prostitute who hides his identity. Harry unknowingly hires him. And then there is porn, questions about identity, domestic bliss, more porn, and truth as seen through a web of lies. (And then more porn. Seriously, if you don’t want sex scene after sex scene you probably shouldn’t read this. And please read the warnings.) This has a lot of things you should check the warnings for, but among them is ANGST LIKE WOAH. A mistaken(hidden?) identity fic and yeah I would be angsty too if I found out I had been unknowingly fucking and falling in love with my schoolboy rival! It’s soooo well-written and probably the angstiest fic I have ever LOVED. So much else (aka mostly hot hot sex!) more than made up for the stress it caused me! Another angsty and amazing fic that you should definitely read by lettered isThe Boy Who Only Lived Twice, which also contains mistaken identity of a sort!
Written on the Heart by who_la_hoop (114K)- Harry doesn’t mind that so many Slytherins from his year have returned to finish their NEWTs, really he doesn’t. It’s just – do they have to be so friendly? He’s not prejudiced, really he’s not. It’s just – they’ve got to be up to something, right? Unnerved by the attention he’s attracting from everyone – the Slytherins are the least of it, to be fair – and struggling with a raft of changes to Hogwarts itself, Harry wishes he could be happy that one constant remains: Draco Malfoy really fucking hates him.When he’s hit by an illegal love-spell though, Harry finds he has more to worry about than whether or not Blaise Zabini actually wants to be his friend. For if everyone affected has been blessed – or cursed, by the look on Malfoy’s face – with a magical tattoo revealing the name of their soulmate, what does it mean that Harry’s skin remains completely bare? kfhdsjrg3hi SOUL MARKS!!! c;mbxneiu EIGHTH YEAR!!! rewuy,obsk AMAZING AUTHOR!!! Need I say more? (Idk if this one counts as “really” angsty but it has an angst tag and a pining tag and I just ran across it again and really want to rec it???)
In His Nature by create_serenity (20.5K)- Harry agreed to have sex with Draco once a month in order to keep him alive, what he didn’t agree to was Draco popping up all over the place and disrupting his life in more ways than one. Veela!Draco fic in which he needs sex with his mate to keep him alive. At first Harry thinks he’s doing Malfoy a huge favor, but soon he realizes how much pain he’s causing Draco by limiting their interactions and works on fixing that :).
Something Always (Brings Me Back to You) by Kedavranox (10K)- The Centre for Magical Theory and Complex Spell Classifications keeps fucking with Harry’s dig sites, and he’s pretty sure Malfoy has ulterior motives. This is a getting-back-together fic… but of course it can’t happen without several misunderstandings and life-threatening situations! Yep, yep. Definitely plenty of angst here.
Also I really can’t choose a specific one (there are so many!!) but most of the longer works by Lomonaaeren have a healthy dose of angst! She has a very unique style, but if you like it (I do!!) then her literal hundreds of fics are a goldmine!