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trauma dumpling
let me be pervertly clear
And sometimes I want to win. And sometimes I want to lose so badly I can taste it. To surrender everything I’m made of: the neat, fenced acres of my separateness— that little plot of land I’ve spent a life defending— to let go until there’s nothing left of me but that great vault we spoke of, its endless dark, its pitiless silence.
— Danusha Laméris, from “Worlds in Worlds,” Bonfire Opera
writers, instead of asking ai for help, you can always use your childhood trauma and repressed issues to help you with that fic
Randy Ortiz, “Battles”
oil on canvas, 2026
nothing reveals typos better than the ao3 publish button. who needs spellcheck honestly
Wildness Before Something Sublime Leila Chatti
Taking Care Callista Buchen
What? — your throat is bruised, bruised with my kisses? Ah, but if I am cruel what then are you? I am bruised right through.
D. H. Lawrence, excerpt from "A Bad Beginning"
Hieu Minh Nguyen, from “Heavy”
Chen Chen, Your Emergency Contact Has Experienced an Emergency
A character trait/dynamic that I'm endlessly compelled by is someone dealing with (or, like, failing to) being the child of people who were too busy being good people to have the time and attention to be good parents. This can be anywhere from 'was a public defender who gave a shit working 60 hour weeks with basically no vacations' to 'left their family behind to join the revolution/war effort and is now a universally beloved martyr-hero who saved/remade the world with their final breath' on the groundedness spectrum. The important thing is a viscerally felt but confused and ugly mess of longing, resentment, and guilt about feeling the resentment.
the best fanfiction you've ever read was written by a woman in her 40s before she made dinner for her kids. it was written by a teenager after school when they should've been studying for a history test. and a barista came up with the idea while they cleaned the espresso machine and busser fact-checked it on their break and the post-doc edited between writing grant proposals and the nurse apologized for typos in the notes after a long shift and behind every drabble and one-shot and multi-chapter fic there is a person with a wonderful and interesting and chaotic life and it is such a privilege that we get to be apart of it because they decided to do this thing we all share, for fun.
i never really learned how to love, but that doesn’t mean i’m not willing to try (if it’s with you)
emily palermo // jean-françois jalabert // the 1975 // gillian flynn // zeph // richard siken // ernest biéler // frank o’hara