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about
Alex/Solace
mid 20s
he/they/any
dark academia content from the trade school student (studying library services but still)
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This is a The Secret History sideblog, and I won't be posting much about anything else unless it also relates to TSH. But if you'd like to know more about me, I'm interested in fashion and perfume and learning languages.
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my fics
Having a thing for redheads and reading The Secret History makes me want to go brat for brat with Francis Abernathy until one or both of us are crying from overstimulation because he's a bottom and I don't have a dick so we just grind against eachother until exhaustion
this is bunny when he met henry. to me.
despite being aware that this is richard’s way of subtly telling us he is either taller or the same height as francis i just don’t believe him
has someone let francis know about the colour maroon? because maroon looks so good on redheads and i just know he's absolutely devastated that he can't wear regular red
Richard and Francis finding bunny's letter in Julian's office and the first thing Francis says is why don't we just ditch everyone and run away to a random ass country and hide. He did NOT gaf about the others, just his boyfriend.
Giving some of my problems to Richard. I guess they count as headcanons
If in fact Francis’ dad’s band was a rock band (which I'm saying it is), timeline-wise it wouldn’t be hair metal/hard rock but rather a psychedelic 60s rock band (think Hendrix, The Doors, Pink Floyd, Joplin, Jefferson Airplane, Cream, Rolling Stones, Led Zepp, etc)
Following that vein, I think that in addition to the yuppie/ New England/ Ivy league prep style everyone is sporting vv
it would be cool if Francis still retains influences of his parents’ fashion during his formative years and incorporate that into his personal style with aspects of Eastern mysticism, art nouveau revival, and/or Victorian + Edwardian flourishes vv
to make something akin to this, at least in my mind (I can't imagine someone who wears a pince nez being any less avant garde). vv
I also saw an artist depict his fashion (post) with new wave influences as well, genius vv
Reasons why I love Francis Abernathy
“ ‘Cubitum eamus?’ ‘What?’ ‘Nothing.’ He transferred the cigarette to his left hand and offered the right one to me. It was bony and soft-skinned as a teenage girl’s.”
“Boo,’ he said. We both jumped back. Francis smiled thinly, light glinting off his fraudulent pince-nez. Cigarette smoke curled from his nostrils.”
drives an old convertible Mustang very very carefully
“Good girl,’ said Francis, winding the bandages around the arch of her foot. Like most hypochondriacs, he had an oddly soothing bedside manner. ‘Look at you. You didn’t even cry.’ 'It didn’t hurt that much.’ 'The hell it didn’t,’ Francis said. 'You were really brave.”
“Francis, barefoot and still in his bathrobe, stepped precariously over rocks and branches, balancing his glass of ginger ale. Once we got to the lake he waded in, up to his knees, and beckoned dramatically like Saint John the Baptist”
such a drama queen
“Francis sent me a six-page letter about how bored he felt, and how sick he was, and virtually everything he’d had to eat since I’d seen him last.”
he cooks fancy elaborate meals for his friends
“this man was not Voltaire we killed. But still. It’s a shame. I feel bad about it.”
very good kisser even if NO ONE APPRECIATES IT
tastes like tea and cigarettes
dresses like a victorian age fashion icon
that scene where he sits on a windowsill and drunkenly eats maraschino cherries at 6 am
“Somebody – one of those damned toddlers, I guess – got my favorite scarf off the bed and wrapped up part of a chicken leg in it. That nice silk one with the pattern of clocks on it. It’s just ruined.”
has a bad habit of burning furniture with his forgotten cigarettes
signed his suicide letter with “Cheerily, Francis”
he is absolutely covered in freckles
“asparagus is in season”
“Poor Francois, he’s such a fruitcake.”
imagining tsh from francis' perspective and oh my GOD can you imagine the guilt that would come from feeling relieved that your friend has been murdered? going to your crush's dorm because you finally don't have to worry about what said friend would say. maybe hoping that your crush will admit he's into you, that he just couldn't say anything with a confirmed homophobe around. but you've both done such a terrible terrible thing, and who are you to be GLAD that he's dead? and he's high but he's kissing you back (!!!) and then the situationship you're in love with but really trying to move on from because it's so obvious that he doesn't care, he'll never love you back, comes in and well. you take him home because it's better than being alone. but it's such an awful thing you've done. you will never escape this.
Francis Abernathy cleaning out the country house after the year ended and finding a tie Henry mistakenly left behind that still smells like him. Francis going on a trip after it all to clear his mind and buying gifts for people almost as if on autopilot, accidentally starting to look for something old and perfect for Henry without even realizing he won’t have anyone to give it to at first. Francis cleaning and getting rid of old papers and finding an assignment with Henry’s writing on it correcting him at points. Francis packing up his apartment and having to toss out the deck of cards he kept on the side table to the left of his couch in the perfect spot for Henry to grab easily and play solitaire as he liked to on nights when he found himself staying over but couldn’t sleep. Francis being home and with family and wishing Henry was there because unlike his family the man could sit in a room and keep quiet and read, just staying for the company they gave each other. Francis getting a parking ticket years later and unexpectedly breaking down because it reminded him of Henry telling him again and again to pay them. Francis having been the only one of them to go to his funeral. He mocked the decor in his head by the way, critiqued everything based on what Henry would’ve thought, and dropped the roses Henry never got to see bloom into his grave. He had to pull over on the drive home because he started having a panic attack, and ended up vomiting on the side of the road.
hey um. listen to garbage by carr from the perspective of charles talking about francis. trust me.
follow up: usual medication as francis talking about richard
This barely makes sense but you need to understand
call me terminally academia-brained but i do think a lot of the fun of character analysis is figuring out how to build a compelling argument for a particular reading using lines of evidence from canon as well as meta/intertextual support
and you could say that what i’m saying here is basically “a lot of the fun of doing character analysis is doing character analysis” but let’s be real a lot of fandom character analysis is pretty heavily vibes-based. and i think that’s where i really chafe up against the traditional thought-terminating fandom attitude of like, everyone’s opinions hold equal weight and any interrogation of that is inherently hostile. because i think it’s fascinating to dig into where others are coming from in terms of their views on characters or dynamics or whatever, especially when they differ significantly from more commonly expressed views, and part of that digging is asking people okay what parts of canon are you drawing from to support your opinion? what parts of canon are you disregarding or downplaying? how does this argument hold up in the light of how race, gender, class, ability, etc. operate both in the piece’s in-fiction and real world contexts?
ok but francis definitely dyes his eyebrows and eyelashes...
