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@sapphicwilds
i take my whiskey neat, my coffee black in my bed at three, you're too sweet for me
Hiiii i was just wondering if by any chance the coming back of aftg series would probably be inspiring you to continue with tyojd or if it was still undetermined when it might/If itâll be back? I love it and have forever been going back to rereading your masterpiece thank you for sharingđĽ°đĽ°đŤśđź
omg thank you so much for asking!! honestly it really depends. im sure my brain is going to go down a aftg spiral but honestly the years of john doe was such a byproduct of high school me which doesn't make it bad!! but i am in such a different space with my writing that i'm not sure if/how i'd go back to it. i might try if my brain kicks up with new ideas, but honestly it's much more likely that my raven!neil AU might make a comeback as we get a look into jean's life and more info on what the ravens were right.
i'm so excited to see my boy again in the sunshine court and i'm not sure how active i'll be able to be in the fandom again because of some irl stuff but i'm really excited. this blog will still probably stay pretty dead, but if you're interested keep an eye on my ao3 because that's where any updates/movement from me will probably be.
thank you so much for sending this ask!! tyojd was such a labor of love and i'm so glad you're still enjoying it all these years later. it really means everything to me as an author.
Hey hey look I took part in @aftgexchange winter 2022.
Some Andriel coziness for @mareofthesky , warm drinks and something on tv. What more does one need in winter.
Hope you like it :))
hello!! this is my exchange gift for @one-eyed-kaneki-kun for the @aftgexchange
they asked for the boys getting coffee on a cold day :DDD i hope you like it
my @aftgexchange piece for @catasterisms!
One of her prompts was andreil and hot chocolate in the snow. I like to think they went to England for the holidays â
I hope you like it, and have a great day!
New Year, New Neil
Happy @aftgexchange to @sapphicwilds!! Hope I did your prompts justice! Enjoy đŚ!
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
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âNeil, wake up.â His eyes sputter open to Dan and Allison looming over his bed. With him not having to go to practice today, Neil had planned on sleeping in. Half asleep still, their barging-in floods him with worry.Â
âEhm? Whatâs up? Whatâs happening?âÂ
Allison briskly pulls the blanket back off of him, the cold air kissing his skin and raising goosebumps. âAfter we got the make-up yesterday, we talked and we thought that we should do more. So,â she pauses dramatically, âUs girls have the day off from practice and we are taking you shopping.âÂ
âWhat?â Neil sits himself up, rubbing the sleep from his eyes and not sure if he heard that completely correctly.Â
From behind the two, a smaller voice pipes up. âI never knew you had such gorgeous blue eyes, Neil. We are taking you shopping. Letâs go,â Renee says, animatedly.Â
OMG I LOVE THIS SO MUCH!!! Thank you!!!!!!!!!! This is so much fun and absolutely amazing đ
Iâm so so sorry for the late posting! This is my fic to @eloquent-apollo for the @aftgexchange! I tried to avoid as much angst as possible, but thereâs some Jean musing about the nest at the beginning before we get to the cookie baking fluff! I really hope you enjoy and had a great holiday!!
Jean had never celebrated Christmas before. Hypothetically he had before, but Jeanâs memories of before were mostly blurry at best. The good ones had faded away, tucked away at first for safe keeping, and then forgotten as a sense of self-preservation. He was sure he might be able to find them again, pull away the curtain and rediscover something long forgotten, but he didnât want to. Things were going, somehow, well. His first semester at USC hadnât been a complete nightmare. It had been touch and go, at times it had been down right disastrous, but he had made it all the way to December without breaking any new bones, though there had been a few new breakdowns.Â
But the Trojans hadnât abandoned him, no matter how much he might have deserved it at times. They endured his shouting, his vitriol, his Raven standards, and his impossible critiques. They curbed the worst of his sharp tongue and every day he was learning to better bite it back, to evaluate, to rephrase at an attempt at being kind. He was trying hard to be kind. Some days it was worth it. Some days it wasnât.Â
With everyone buzzing about the holiday break, it was getting hard to stop himself from seething. He knew the Ravensâ standards were⌠absurd. He had always known thatâ Jean wasnât stupid. But he had lived with those standards for so long that he felt himself chafing under Coachâs restrictions. Practices were over, his training schedule had been cut, and his therapist wanted him to take it easy. And Jean was trying. Jeremy helped make it bearable. When Jean started itching to throw himself onto the court, to throw himself against the offensive line until heâd worn them and himself to the ground, when he wanted to keep pushingâ Jeremy could see it coming sometimes even before Jean was able to identify the mounting frustration, the innate terror. Jeremy was looking at him that way now, kindly concerned and like he was already formulating a plan to do something about it.Â
âHey,â Jeremy said. He didnât say it gently. Jeremy had stopped being overly gentle after the long summer of anger and misunderstanding between the two of them. Now he was just straight forward, but still kind. Jeremy was kind to everyone, but especially to Jean. âGot anything planned for the rest of the afternoon?â
Jeremy knew he didnât, but Jean still shook his head. Classes were over, practice was done, and Jean was⌠restless. He didnât know what to do. Most of the team had already left and very few students were even remaining on campus. It would probably just be Jean and some of the international students for the week and a half long break.Â
âWant to head down to the student kitchens? I had some holiday baking I wanted to get done before I drove home tomorrow.âÂ
Holiday baking was not in their diet plan, but Jean bit his tongue. âYes,â he agrees. âLetâs go.âÂ
It was a quick walk down from the dorms to the kitchens. It was three flights of stairs down to the basements. They passed barely anyone in the halls, so it was easy for Jean to listen to Jeremyâs easy chatter about his last history paper and his calc exam. Jean felt pretty confident about his own end of term exams. Classes werenât easy, but it was easier at USC than at Evermore, that was for sure.Â
âCan you help me pull out the stuff?â Jeremy asked, handing Jean a notecard. Jean took it carefully. The paper was thin and worn, the edges frayed from years of use and the odd stain. It looked old. Older than Jeremy for sure. âItâs my grandmotherâs,â he explained without needing to be asked. âHer recipe, I mean. Weâve used it in my family for years.âÂ
âThatâs nice,â Jean said and he meant it. He started reaching into the cabinets to try and find what they needed. Jeremy was taking care of the flour and everything else, leaving Jean to pull out the mixing bowls and measuring cups. He wasnât very familiar with baking, but Laila and Bryant and been bullied into helping. It was easy, doing what he was told with little to no consequences.Â
âI know store bought cookie dough is still good,â he said as he began to measure things out. Jean read the recipe over Jeremyâs shoulder, reaching for the ingredients heâd need next. âBut, you know, weâve always used this recipe. Itâs got just the right amount of orange in it.â Jeremy is working the sugar cookie dough with a wooden spoon he pulled out of one of the drawers, biting his lip in concentration as he evaluated his creation.
âOrange?â Jean responded, âIn sugar cookies?â Jeanâs brow furrows, confused.Â
âYes,â Jeremy said, voice light with laughter. âJust a little bit of orange zest goes a long way. Thatâs what my grandmother always says.â
Jean canât exactly argue, so instead he just keeps following directions for the icing. Itâs so much sugar that Jean canât help but wrinkle his nose in disgust. He scooped the icing into individual bowls and added the food coloring.Â
âWhat are you decorating them as?â
âWe are decorating them as whatever we want. I think the snowmen are the most fun though because you can get really creative with their scarves and hats and stuff. Too bad we donât have access to my maâs sprinkle collection. She gets really intense about this sort of stuff.â
âAh,â Jean said dryly, ânothing like you then.â
Jeremy laughed, light and airy and Jean relished in the sound. It was such a comforting soundâ it was so unlike anything Jean was used to hearing.Â
Once the cookies were out of the oven, they let them cool. Jean wasnât sure how successful he was going to be at this whole decorating thing. The cookies were in all different shapesâ snowmen, stocking, and snowflakes.Â
âHey,â Jeremy said softly. âThis is going to be fun, okay?â
âI haveâŚâ Jean said haltingly. Jeremy already knew about his unconventional childhood. This wouldnât be shockingâ possibly the least shocking thing Jean had ever said to him, but it was still hard to put into words. âI have never done this before,â he confessed. Jeremy just smiled.
âWell, we can do it together then.â Jeremy smiled and Jean tried to smile back, letting go of his unsurity and picking up an icing bag. He lost himself in the focus of carefully putting pressure on the piping bag to get the icing to come out. It wasnât coming out quite right and Jean felt himself getting more and more frustrated.Â
âWant me to help?â Jeremy asked and Jean shook his head. Jeremy backed off, but Jean could still feel him watching. Just as he was about to snap, he felt something squirt across his face. Jean looked up, startled, to see Jeremy grinning with a blue piping bag in hand. Jean wiped the icing off his cheek and looked at it thoughtfully.Â
Without a second thought, Jean took the icing and wiped it across Jeremyâs brow. Jeremy began to laugh, a bright and shining thing, as he squirted more icing. Jean tried to duck, before realizing the only real solution was to retaliate. He squirted green icing from his own piping bag which sprayed over Jeremyâs shirt. His face lit up delighted and they both forgot about the cookies entirely as they darted around the kitchen.
By the end, Jean was laughing and Jeremy looked like he won the fight, despite the splotches of green icing smeared across his forehead and the entire mess of his shirt. Jean wiped the icing off his own face, still laughing.Â
âThe dietitian isnât watching us 24/7, you know?â Jeremy said. âYou can try one. You should! We worked hard on these.â
âWe only finished half of them,â Jean said. Jeremy shrugged.Â
âIâll box up the rest and finish them when I get home. My mom will be thrilled.â
Jean swallowed his shame and smiled. Jeremy was right and the cookies did look good. He carefully picked up one of the uglier snowmen and bit its head off. âHmmm,â he hummed after a moment. âThat is good.â
Jeremy grinned and Jean felt well rewarded.Â
âYou know,â Jeremy said after a quiet moment. He was shifting nervously, running his hands through his long hair, âmy house is only a few hours away if you wanted to hand deliver these. I know you donât have any plans for the holidays, but if you wanted some place to spend sometimeâŚâ he trailed off, no longer meeting Jeanâs eyes.Â
âIâŚâ Jean replied, trying to parse through the storm of emotions that was forming in his chest, â...I would love that, Jeremy.âÂ
Jean had never celebrated Christmas before. He wasnât sure he remembered how to. But like so many things, Jean was relearning things day by day and Jeremy was right beside him, helping him along.
Okay okay jumping off this great post from @neilsexy about Nicky hate to also talk about my Riko thoughts.
I find the treatment of Riko by the fandom fascinating. Calling it The Azula Effect cuz it's just like how a lot of Zuko fans treated Azula.
Riko is an antagonist, a villain, yes. He's literally there specifically for you to hate, so if you hate him, he's fulfilled his narrative purpose. BUT! There's this weird puritanical pathologizing of Riko and Riko fans that our protagonists don't receive, which I think points to modern fandom's whole "evangelical conservative beliefs with a gay coat of paint" thing.
Riko is a villain, but he's also an abuse victim whose only outlet is abusing others (and he is encouraged to do so by his environment). He holds a terrifying level of power over the protagonists, which masks how little power he has over his own life.
Riko isn't a sadist for just for the fuck of it. There is a meaning to his cruelty. When he abuses people, it's an attempt to keep his delicate social standing and illusion of power--which is all he has--by discouraging his peers from acting against him. There is a meaning to Andrew's cruelty as well, and fandom is totally fine with you sympathizing with that meaning and still loving Andrew despite his violence... but that same fandom will discourage you from having any sympathy for Riko's meaning and treat him as some special case of Inexcusable. Not to say Andrew's actions are on par with Riko's, or to discount all the work Andrew did to grow, but there is hypocrisy there.
Folks will designate Riko as evil from birth rather than circumstance, saying a lot of shit that sounds very "mentally ill people are inhuman monsters" and "sinners can never be forgiven and will burn in hell for eternity." This whole idea of "good person vs bad person" instead of "good actions vs bad actions" is just unhelpfully reductive.
Also, the very force driving Riko is the desire of a traumatized kid to be loved by his family. But because his family are cruel mob bosses, the only means to gaining love he sees are through enacting that same cruelty. And the great tragedy of Riko, and what makes him such a compelling character to me, is that all of that cruelty he used as a shield and a plea couldn't protect him or garner him love in the end.
Riko never had a Wymack (an "Uncle Iroh" so to speak). He never had someone who believed in him, which is what made all the difference in the lives of the Foxes. Because Riko was born a Moriyama, he never had an escape or a second chance, and his life was never going to end in anything but a bullet to the head when he became a nuisance. That's the difference between him and our protagonists. Not some special evil gene that made him incapable of humanity. He was a traumatized and flawed human being just like the protagonists, but unlike them, he never had an opportunity to grow. I know I'm overly optimistic, but I believe that everyone can change if they have the drive and resources to do so. It's come from a hard reworking of my beliefs to move away from punitive justice and towards restorative justice. And it's a theme I found prevalent in AFTG.
So why aren't fans allowed feel sympathy for Riko? It feels like wildly missing the point of the series to insist he is the one exception to its themes. You don't have to excuse any of a character's actions to sympathize with them or believe they deserve a second chance.
Neil Josten đŚâ¨
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u say u think aht renee a lot and that just broke my heart so please. break it some more i want to hear ur Thoughts on her,,
It goes like thisâShe is trying to be a good person.There is blood under her nails on her hands up her arms but she is trying to leave that behind. When the man with the pristine coat crosses in front of her she does not stab him. She does not shout. She steps aside and forces her demon-claw hands into fists. She looks down and she is holding the manâs wallet. Guilt tastes like stale coffee, in the police station she returns the wallet to.She is trying to be a good person.Andrew thinks he can fight, but heâs never been up against someone who knows what sheâs doing. Heâs too angry, too sloppy, and he always leaves his neck exposed. If Renee wanted, she could have him on the ground in a matter of seconds. If she tried, he would be dead. The thought is scornful. The thought is disgusting. Guilt tastes like holy wine, turned to vinegar from bad keeping.She is trying to be a good person.Allison brings in a stack of movies and tells Renee theyâre going to watch them, because Renee has missed out on these best of childhood girl experiences. Dan unscrews her second-favorite nail polish, and the cracking of the dried mess under the cap reminds Renee of fingerbones breaking, hours after death, tacky with clotting blood. She splays her hand out to Dan and tells herself this shouldnât require trust. Allison on her other side says her grip is so strong itâs cutting the circulation to her fingers. Guilt tastes like potato chips and Coca-cola, insufficient for an athleteâs hunger.She is trying to be a good person. They think she is already. She is not. She is trying.Â
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itâs a day late but.. HAPPY BIRTHDAY @wesawbears !!!!!!
Congrats on being such an amazing person for all your years so far! ILY BRO!
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andrew: we donât even know each other that well
just add to my fucking posts pleasenbf
Hey so I donât even know if this blog is still active/if you still write since I just found it but your John Doe fic somehow snuck its way into my top five in the fandom?? I know itâs probably super insulting but I wasnât expecting much going in since Iâve read the majority of the works for aftg and itâs just. I mean I got hooked and I think I went through a million stages of grief that there wasnât more Anyway ignoring that I just wanted to let you know it was amazing:)!
omg hi!!! iâm actually getting back into the aftg fandom?? if you have prompts or pieces you want to hear more about pls pls pls just message me or shoot me an ask!! i donât want to say anything definte because life is a shit show but iâm actually reworking my fic stitch yourself back together and am trying to write more so hmu!!! and even if not your ask just completely made my day holy shit
A-WLW-Reads Reviews Masterlist
Iâve had this blog for over a year now and I feel like a lot of great books get lost in the shuffle so Iâm going to be continuously updating this list, arranged by genre, of books Iâve reviewed or recommended (and personally have read)!
Contemporary (Middle Grade)
Drum Roll, Please by Lisa Jenn Bigelow
P.S. I Miss You by Jen Petro-Roy
Ivy Aberdeenâs Letter to the World by Ashley Herring Blake
Star-Crossed by Barbara Dee
Contemporary (Young Adult)
We Are Okay by Nina LaCour
The House You Pass on the Way by Jacqueline Woodson
Dating Sarah Cooper by Siera Maley
Girl Mans Up by M-E Girard
A Love Story Starring My Dead Best Friend by Emily Horner
Georgia Peaches and Other Forbidden Fruit by Jaye Robin Brown
Run by Kody Keplinger
Empress of the World by Sara Ryan
Everything Leads to You by Nina LaCour
Tessa Masterson Will Go to Prom by Emily Franklin and Brendan Halpin
Far From Xanadu by Julie Anne Peters
The Miseducation of Cameron Post by Emily M. Danforth
Not Otherwise Specified by Hannah Moskowitz
Good Moon Rising by Nancy Garden
Annie on My Mind by Nancy Garden
The Year They Burned the Books by Nancy Garden
My Best Friend, Maybe by Caela Carter
If You Could Be Mine by Sara Farizan
Dare Truth or Promise by Paula Boock
Ask the Passengers by A.S. King
Queens of Geek by Jen Wilde
Letâs Talk About Love by Claire Kann
Tell Me Again How a Crush Should Feel by Sara Farizan
Ship It by Britta Lundin
37 Things I Love (In No Particular Order) by Kekla Magoon
Her Name in the Sky by Kelly Quindlen
Keeping You A Secret by Julie Anne Peters
Radio Silence by Alice Oseman
Leah on the Offbeat by Becky Albertalli
What We Left Behind by Robin Talley
Our Own Private Universe by Robin Talley
Kissing Kate by Lauren Myracle
Little & Lion by Brandy Colbert
The Bermudez Triangle by Maureen Johnson
Scars by Cheryl Rainfield
The Difference Between You and Me by Madeline George
Moon at Nine by Deborah Ellis
Sister Mischief by Laura Goode
Final Draft by Riley Redgate
Being Emily by Rachel Gold
Kaleidoscope Song by Fox Benwell
The Summer of Jordi Perez (And the Best Burger in Los Angeles) by Amy Spalding
You Know Me Well by Nina LaCour and David Levithan
Contemporary
Landing by Emma Donoghue
Truth Weekend by Erin Jones
Sing You Home by Jodi Picoult
I Canât Think Straight by Shamim Sarif
Last Words from Montmartre by Qui Miaojin
Edge of Glory by Rachel Spangler
Disobedience by Naomi Adlerman
Waiting in the Wings by Melissa Brayden
My Education by Susan Choi
Gut Symmetries by Jeanette Winterson
The Paths of Marriage by Mala Kumar
Thaw by Elyse Springer
Challah and Callaloo by La Toya Hankins
Out on Good Behavior by Dahlia Adler
Double Exposure by Chelsea M. Cameron
Roller Girl by Vanessa North
Lost and Found by Carolyn Parkhurst
Treasure by Rebekah Weatherspoon
Far From Home by Lorelie Brown
The Others by Seba Al-Herz
A Map of Home by Randa Jarrar
In the Silence by Jaimie Leigh McGovern
Bright Lines by Tanwi Nandini Islam
Marriage of a Thousand Lies by SJ Sindu
Rat Bohemia by Sarah Schulman
Tailor-Made by Yolanda Wallace
Fantasy
Labyrinth Lost by Zoraida Córdova (YA)
Ash by Malinda Lo (YA)
Robins in the Night by Dajo Jago
Love in the Time of Global Warming and The Island of Excess Love by Francesca Lia Block (YA)
About A Girl by Sarah McCarry (YA)
Huntress by Malinda Lo (YA)
Libyrinth by Pearl North (YA)
The Dark Wife by Sarah Diemer
Girls Made of Snow and Glass by Melissa Bashardoust (YA)
Gretel: A Fairy Tale Retold by Niamh Murphy
The Shattering by Karen Healey (YA)
The Witch Sea by Sarah Diemer
The Second Mango by Shira Glassman
Of Fire and Stars and Inkmistress by Audrey Coulthurst (YA)
The Prince and Her Dreamer by Kayla Bashe
Cinnamon Blade: Knife in Shining Armor by Shira Glassman
Science Fiction
The Abyss Surrounds Us and The Edge of the Abyss by Emily Skrutskie (YA)
Dreadnought and Sovereign by April Daniels (YA)
Otherbound by Corinne Duyvis (YA)
The Long Way to A Small, Angry Planet by Becky Chambers
Finding Hekate by Kellie Doherty
Not Your Sidekick by C.B. Lee (YA)
Valhalla by Ari Bach
Solitaire by Kelley Eskridge
Adaptation, Inheritance, and Natural Selection by Malinda Lo (YA)
That Inevitable Victorian Thing by E.K. Johnston (YA)
Ascension by Jacqueline Koyanagi
Warrior Woman by Marion Zimmer Bradley
Necrotech by K.C. Alexander
Ammonite by Nicola Griffith
Sapphoâs Bar and Grill by Bonnie J. Morris
Historical
Oranges Are Not the Only Fruit by Jeanette Winterson
Wildthorn by Jane Eagland (YA)
Fried Green Tomatoes at the Whistle Stop Cafe by Fannie Flag
Honey Girl by Lisa Freeman
Frog Music by Emma Donoghue
The Necessary Hunger by Nina Revoyr (YA)
The Color Purple by Alice Walker
Coffee Will Make You Black by April Sinclair
Rubyfruit Jungle by Rita Mae Brown
The Ada Decades by Paula Martinac
Lies We Tell Ourselves by Robin Talley (YA)
The Night Watch by Sarah Waters
Fingersmith by Sarah Waters
The Paying Guests by Sarah Waters
Tipping the Velvet by Sarah Waters
Affinity by Sarah Waters
The Price of Salt by Patricia Highsmith
The Well of Loneliness by Radclyffe Hall
Odd Girl Out by Ann Bannon
Under the Udala Trees by Chinelo Okparanta
Another Life Altogether by Elaine Beale (YA)
Hood by Emma Donoghue
The Teahouse Fire by Ellis Avery
Loving Her by Ann Allen Shockley
Hild by Nicola Griffith
Bittersweet by Nevada Barr
Mrs. Dalloway by Virginia Woolf
Orlando by Virginia Woolf
Against the Season by Jane Rule
Stone Butch Blues by Leslie Feinberg
The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo by Taylor Jenkins Reid
Poetry
Ask Me How I Got Here by Christine Heppermann (YA)
The Monkeyâs Mask by Dorothy Porter
The Black Unicorn: Poems by Audre Lorde
Coal by Audre Lorde
The Cold and the Rust: Poems by Emily Van Kley
If Not, Winter: Fragments of Sappho by Sappho trans. Anne Carson
Living as a Lesbian: Poetry by Cheryl Clarke
Not Vanishing by Chrystos
Rock | Salt | Stone by Rosamond S. King
Mystery/Thriller
Jam Jars by Yonnette Anderson
Finder of Lost Objects by Susie Hara
A Line in the Dark by Malinda Lo (YA)
Far From You by Tess Sharpe (YA)
Echo After Echo by Amy Rose Capetta (YA)
Steampunk
Heart of Brass by Morven Moeller
Karen Memory by Elizabeth Bear (YA)
Everfair by Nisi Shawl
The Dark Victorian: Risen, The Dark Victorian: Bones and Ice Demon by Elizabeth Watasin
Memoir
Zami: A New Spelling of My Name by Audre Lorde
Saving Alex: When I Was Fifteen I Told My Mormon Parents I Was Gay and Thatâs When My Nightmare Began by Alex Cooper
The Other Side of Paradise by Staceyann Chin
How Poetry Saved My Life: A Hustlerâs Memoir by Amber Dawn
Two or Three Things I Know for Sure by Dorothy Allison
Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal? by Jeanette Winterson
Dirty River: A Queer Femme of Color Dreaming Her Way Home by Leah Lakshmi Piepzna-Samarasinha
Eating Fire: My Life as a Lesbian Avenger by Kelly Cogswell
(See also Spinning, Fun Home: A Family Tragicomic, My Lesbian Experience with Loneliness, and Snapshots of a Girl under Graphic Novels)
Horror/Paranormal
Bleeding Earth by Kaitlin Ward (YA)
As I Descended by Robin Talley (YA)
Shallow Graves by Kali Wallace (YA)
Mad House: Vengeful Vampires by Bria Lin
Dread Nation by Justina Ireland (YA)
The Red Tree by CaitlĂn R. Kiernan
Hocus Pocus & The All-New Sequel by A.W. Jantha (YA)
The Gilda Stories by Jewelle Gomez
Nonfiction
Odd Girls and Twilight Lovers: A History of Lesbian Life in the Twentieth-Century by Lillian Faderman
To Believe in Women: What Lesbians Have Done for America - A History by Lillian Faderman
Victory: The Triumphant Gay Revolution by Linda Hirshman
Sappho Was A Right-On Woman: A Liberated View of Lesbianism by Sidney Abbott and Barbara Love
Gay L.A.: A History of Sexual Outlaws, Power Politics, and Lipstick Lesbians by Lillian Faderman and Stuart Timmons
Tell: Love, Defiance, and the Military Trial at the Tipping Point for Gay Rights by Major Margaret Witt with Tim Connor
Sapphistries: A Global History of Love Between Women by Leila J. Rupp
Anthology/Short Stories
Queer Africa: New and Collected Fiction edited by Karen Martin and Makhosazana Xaba
Compreùeras: Latina Lesbians: An Anthology edited by Juanita Ramos
Speaking for Ourselves: Short Stories by Jewish Lesbians edited by Irene Zahava
Kissing the Witch: Old Tales in New Skins by Emma Donoghue
All Out: The No-Longer-Secret Stories of Queer Teens edited by Saundra Mitchell (YA)
Bareed Mista3jil edited by Meem
Tangled Sheets: Stories & Poems of Lesbian Lust edited by Rosamund Elwin and Karen X. Tulchinsky
The Penguin Book of Lesbian Short Stories edited by Margaret Reynolds
A Safe Girl to Love by Casey Plett
The Vintage Book of International Lesbian Fiction edited by Naomi Holoch and Joan Nestle
Dispatches from Lesbian America edited by Xequina Maria Berber, Giovanna Capone, and Cheela Romain Smith
Lesbian Nuns: Breaking Silence edited by Rosemary Curb and Nancy Manahan
The Lesbian Path edited by Margaret Cruikshank
Am I Blue?: Coming Out from the Silence edited by Marion Dane Bauer (YA)
The Dirt Chronicles by Kristyn Dunnion
Mentsh: On Being Jewish and Queer edited by Angela Brown
Toil & Trouble: 15 Tales of Women and Witchcraft edited by Jessica Spotswood and Tess Sharpe
Graphic Novel/Comic
Skim by Mariko Tamaki
Bingo Love by Tee Franklin
Spinning by Tillie Walden
Fun Home: A Family Tragicomic by Alison Bechdel
Motor Crush Vol. 1 and Motor Crush Vol. 2 by Brenden Fletcher
Moonstruck, Vol. 1: Magic to Brew by Grace Ellis (MG)
My Lesbian Experience with Loneliness by Nagata Kabi
Snapshots of a Girl by Beldan Sezen
Love Is Love: A Comic Book Anthology to Benefit the Survivors of the Orlando Pulse Shooting
Bombshells by Marguerite Bennett
Heavy Vinyl by Carly Usdin