la terrible terreur

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[smallerhawk]

It’s curious how Jopson has absorbed all the virtues that, in the eyes of the upper classes, “good examples” from the lower classes are supposed to have: obedience, patience, workaholism. And of course, the officers reward him for these positive qualities, it’s practically a didactic moment. And Hickey, naturally, represents the negative example of a man from the lower classes. Although it seems to me that everything for which he is punished and put in his place by the system, all of that, among his own people, in his own environment, are actually positive qualities: practicality, initiative, ambition and audacity. Even his cunning, in a way, earns a certain respect. And for all of this, he too ends up being rewarded, in his own way.

[brawnie]

*grabbing mlm shippers by the shoulders* guys nobody needs to be the twink. nobody needs to be the sub. nobody needs to be the femboy. they can both be big fat hairy men who bask in each others masculinity or they can both be unspeakable monstrous creatures with inhuman genitalia it’s okay I’m holding your hand. Let me show you the way

[fintan-pyren]

Obviously blonde4blonde ships are fucked up and scary, but it's important to remember that fiction isn't reality. Many people enjoy things in fiction that would be fucked up irl, and writing blonde4blonde ships doesn't inherently mean that someone is actually okay with two blonde people dating in real life.

[pomrania]

“This reads like fanfiction (it feels like it was written by a preteen, and most of such things posted publicly are fanfic)” vs “This reads like fanfiction (it has a focus on character and relationships, like the style of a lot of modern fanfic)” vs “This reads like fanfiction (it keeps referencing people and events with the assumption that the audience is already familiar with them, like how fanfic doesn’t need to rehash the source material)”

[pomrania]

Some further suggestions from the notes:

“This reads like fanfiction (it’s a love story for the ages as long as you can overlook that the author keeps misspelling ‘you're’)” vs “This reads like fanfiction (you can tell the author was having a blast writing this and now so do you reading it)” vs “This reads like fanfiction (the author is clearly info-dumping about a very niche hobby of theirs that they’re passionate about)” vs “This reads like fanfiction (the characters keep getting put in increasingly weirder situations which you’d normally only find in fanfic)” vs “This reads like fanfiction (the author felt the need to rehash the characters from when they were first introduced instead of after several years’ worth of character growth)” vs “This reads like fanfiction (it feels like it had no editor)”

[ryanthedemiguy]

“This reads like fanfiction (I’m pretty sure I can identify the filed off serial numbers)”

[peatbogpirate]

Had the pleasure of doing this Hickey/Gibson commission for @lesbianbillygibson recently!

[handheldrope]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

my part of the @sasreversebang with @hypallepse, who wrote the wonderful fic <3

poem is The Hawk by William Butler Yeats

[13hemoglobin]

when it's your first watch of amc's The Terror and you're absolutely loving it but still having that first watch faceblindness:

[bachaboska]

[drawingden]

So how’s the art coming along guys?

[bumbleshark]

[werewolftransjenderism]

[sasreversebang]

Call Down the Hawk From the Air

Paddy Mayne/Bill Stirling

Est. word count: 15K

Paddy won’t let his ex-captain’s prick brother put him on a short leash while his team crumbles around the scandal of David’s arrest. He wins games, not hearts, and Bill Stirling has a problem with both.

Oh, Paddy can feel Stirling’s desire to strike him. He can taste the tension, it fills his nose and lungs. He inhales and savours the sensation. Come on, do it.

“Is it the time to pick fights in bars, Mayne?” Stirling hisses instead. “You lead this team now. Star attacker and captain are not the same job.”

“You think I’m the star attacker?” Paddy laughs. “How very kind of you. I’m flattered, truly, but unfortunately unmoved. I take no lessons from little penpushers who have thrown no ball, have protected no net, have scored no goal. Get on the field, run that entire length of grass without throwing up your lungs. Then, I’ll be able to hear what the fuck you say.”

“My experience on the field has no impact on my legitimacy as your coach." Stirling steps closer, closing the distance, and the fucker is too tall to Paddy's taste. He lifts his chin. "I was nominated, and that is all you need to hear. You’ll have to toe the line, Mayne, if you wish to stay captain.”

Featuring art and concept by @handheldrope and fic by @hypallepse , Call Down the Hawk From the Air will be revealed on Monday, January 5

[sasreversebang]

i'll find my soul as i go home

Jim Almonds/Pat Riley

Est. word count: 35-40K

Summary: Pat Riley frequents the BDSM club near his flat; Jim Almonds runs a bakery nearby. In the wee hours when Pat is walking home, he runs into Jim and they hit it off.

"C'mere," Jim says, motioning for Pat to come closer. He scoots back in his chair, knees wide, and Pat - nearly on instinct - gets up and stands between his knees, towering over Jim's seated form. He smiles down at him, reaching out to place a hand on his shoulder as Jim hooks a finger through one of Pat's belt loops.

Jim, still languidly leaning in his chair, takes his cigarette from his mouth and holds it up for Pat to lean in and take a drag. Pat does so without prompting, his heart skipping a beat at the indirect kiss. Leaning down slightly, he lets his eyes drift to Jim's face, noticing quickly how wide Jim's pupils have gotten, how pink his cheeks are.

Featuring art and concept by @noeavoiding and fic by @buckyclevens , i'll find my soul as I go home will be revealed on Friday, December 26

[quietwingsinthesky]

possession horror where the thing possessing the autistic character causes them to behave in a more neurotypical way. autistic possession horror where the thing inside you is easier to communicate with than you are, the thing inside you doesn’t have a flat affect, the thing inside you doesn’t let your body stim, the thing inside you is how you were told to behave and you can only do it when you are no longer you. autistic possession horror where you will never forget that everyone liked it better than you before they found out something was controlling you. autistic possession horror where they know what’s inside you isn’t you and debate whether it would be easier for everyone to leave you like this anyway. you agree. reblog.

[armadillorollup]

Boy, you're gonna carry that weight Carry that weight a long time

[dionysiaproductions]

[versasfanficwastedump]

i actually never ever want AO3 to be censored bc nothing is more fun than reading the tags on a fic and going “huh. didn’t know there was a market for that.”

[galahadenough]

squinting at a tag and trying to decide how badly I want to learn a new word

[arcandoria-archived]

the horrors persist but my friends write beautiful fanfic