Several things about this post. Tumblr blogs are not viable sources. If these people aren't lying, they would have reported to the police instead of making posts on Tumblr. That's the first sign that these claims are bullshit. Second, if they didn't want him to find out, why the FUCK would they be posting it in public where everyone can see and share it? Literally sharing it around to people on Facebook is the dumbest thing to do if they actually thought they were in danger. I've taken the time to notify him on Twitter that people are making these outrageous claims against him so he actually has a chance to defend himself as is his right. @fallforfables @victroladoll
A lot of the comments are maybe only a line or so, so I'm not going to reply to each one individually because it will take me for absolute EVER, but I wanted to say thank you for leaving them! I really appreciate the response to these fics. I was a bit nervous posting them because of the subject matter, and the level of detail that I went into with them, which isn't normal for me... but your comments and artwork in response has been really lovely. I'm going to tag everyone here, because you're awesome.
Thank you sooooo much.
(lucille fb under the cut, because she's crazy and writes me essays)
I have a couple hours left to enjoy my spring break so YAY FIC READING FINALLY.
I’m going to liveblog this part, then summarize my thoughts on all three at the end. Yes yes.
I’ll try not to edit much of my liveblog, so it’ll be a completely accurate representation of my thoughts as I was reading. Just keep that in mind x)
Hit me with it, L! :D
-Oh, NC-17 rating, do you think you can keep me away from the totally awesome Becca!prose? I laugh at you, NC-17 rating. HA.
YOU AREN'T ALLOWED TO READ SMUT >:O
just kidding. But I feel weird about it ;)
-Thackery’s senses are going all over the place here, and I can’t figure out if it’s because of March, because he’s a hare, or because of some other reason you’ll explain later in the part. Interesting, interesting.
muahahahha...
-Thackery sat a little straighter in his chair, watching curiously as she placed to two large… -“the two large”? just “two large”?
fixed, thank you!
-Thackery was getting to be at least a little chattier than he had been on the way over, but his replies were still stilted, unnatural.Woah, now. All good there, Thack? Uncomfortable, hiding something, distracted…?
-Thackery’s lips began pulling tight, his leg jiggling more manic than before.Distracted it is, then! Or maybe ‘wracked with hormones’ would be a better description.
-It just hit me that you’re writing from both of their POVs for this part! I’m observant. /sarcasm
Lol, yes. All fics have been 3rd person omniscient.
I really wanted to give a tangible flavour to Thack's jittery distraction. I hope it came through.
-The hare ran his fingers down over the wet glass, tapping a ragged fingernail on it a few times before picking it up. -Sounds like Thackery’s been having trouble prior to this night, if his fingernails are ragged like that. I’m going to assume he’s been biting them, which a guy probably wouldn’t do if he was enjoying his March madness as fully as he seemed to be in the previous part. What were you doing that past week, Thackery. /Tell me your secrets. (Or maybe the silly bassist has been playing his instrument with long nails, and all that music making screwed them up. I’d believe that, too.)
I love that you noticed that little detail! It always thrills me when you find these litle things! Yes, raggedy fingernails from chewing them because of nerves.
-“I just figured you were… off doing what comes naturally.” He chuckled at his own joke, but Thackery didn’t laugh. -…Whathaveyou been doing, Thack?
-Mally shrugged. “It is, but this is more important. We have to get you laid.”-Ah. That’s what. What he’s been doing. Or not been doing, rather.Gotta commend Mally on figuring that out because I failed to work that out. Because I’m slow and I actually really suck at putting pieces together properly.
I'd like to think that when it comes to things like sex and intimacy and 'doin' what comes naturally', through experience, Mally is pretty shrewd about things. Given that it's Thack, too, he knows how reticent Thack is. If he wasn't figuring it out on his own, Thackery sure as hell wouldn't tell him.
-He was just about to ask when that was; when the stark realisation occurred that it had been a week since he’d slept with Thackery. -Wait wait wait wait, if Thack can’t get on any of the guests or the employees he sees often, and he can’t go outside of the resort, and he probably won’t be shagging the majority of his fellow bandmates any time soon, that leaves only…oh. Oh, well, that’s why that NC-17 rating’s there, isn’t it! (Well, technically there would be another, slightly less satisfactory solution, but you’ve got both POVs tied up in this fic. I doubt you’ll take Mally out of it and explore thatroute. Besides, I like the former solution. I like it very, very much. *Disney point to Mals*)
YOU GOT IT, KIDDO! XD
-“Yeah, but you pass for human,” Thackery dismissed.
“Hey!” Mally said, offended. “You take that back.”-PFFFT.
-Oh my goodness, he’s so ruffled about the human thing. I don’t know whether to laugh or feel insulted myself.
I just have it in my head that Mally thinks humans are a bit weird and he doesn't like being compared to them. Even though some may say he looks like one ;)
-“Does a bit of ‘self-love’ help? I mean, it has the same result.”
Thackery raised an eyebrow sceptically. “Do you consider it the same thing?”-WAIT DOES THAT MEAN I WAS RIGHT.
-“What if…” Mally pursed his lips for a moment, the expression wrinkling his chin, before he continued cautiously, “what if I helped you take the edge off?” -I feel like I just successively answered the last question on Jeopardy. *dancey dance*
For this, I can only turn to Cuzko.
-The twitching had settled, and the hare’s gaze was no longer flitting around the room. It was focused… on him.-Really interesting how quickly and totally Thackery’s attention shifted to Mally once his offer had been accepted. The hare doesn’t evenneedto seduce Mals right now, after all, and just paragraphs ago he was a jittery mess. I’m certainly not complaining about Thackery’s sudden turn for the predatory though. Cough.
I think once Thack KNOWS he's got an outlet, some of the ragged edge is taken off. He doesn't need to seduce Mally, Mally's a sure thing. That allows him to stress less, allows him to let his libido off the chain, a little. Lets him hone. ;)
-“So, Thack. Do you have any dormouse in you?”-askdgkasdkgjaksdhg
-The awning of the building cast a shadow deep enough for them to nearly disappear into, and Thackery pushed Mally against the topiary, smashing their mouths together.- o.o …*cough*
-Mally shrugged. “Ice waits for no pants, Thack.”-wat.
-Welp, that’s the cue for the sexy times. Excuse me.
HAH. If you'd blogged through the sexy times, I may have died of embarrassment.
-For the record, I usually skip the sexy times unless the writer gives me a really good reason to keep on reading, because I’m crazy and really particular about the smut I read. This fic gives me a good reason to keep reading. I’ll explain at the end.
I am rather picky about the smut I read, too. So much of what i've read is bad, but there's been real gems of amazingly beautiful stuff that I can only ever wish to write.
-“Be gentle, it’s my first time,” Thackery said, rolling his shoulders.
Mally really baulked. “Wait— seriously?” he asked, pausing all movement.
“No, dingus.”-DANG IT I ALMOST KNOCKED OVER MY WATER. IT ALMOST GOT ON MY MOLESKINE, OH MY GOSH.
-Sexy times over. Back to liveblogging.
Thack was a total DICK in that moment. But he did succeed in lightening mally's mood ;)
-Thackery’s chest rumbled in a warm laugh. “No, I can take criticism, you have a glass jaw.”-I love shy and polite Thackery as much as the next guy, but oh my gosh this Thackery is theactual best thing.
This little permutation of Thacks character was actually SO MUCH FUN to write! And there's at least one more fic in my head for this version, too. I just need to do some more b sides first.
-Not with the restrictions on his movements that had been imposed, and especially not with the ridiculous hang-ups the inhabitants of this land seemed to have.-Now seems like a good time to praise you on how well thought out all of this is. OfcourseUnderlandians would be more understanding of Thack’s situation than humans, ofcourseThack would have different luck with humans. I don’t even know what I’m trying to say, there’s just something really satisfying in reading a clever, well thought out story.
To me, in Underland, everyone knows Thackery is a hare. If it's march, and you get propositioned and you say 'yes', and then you expect more? You're probably pretty dumb. It's all to be taken at face value. And I think the people who DO say yes understand this. The whole idea that Thack has trouble with humans just kind of germinated as I was writing. By the second installment I knew there was going to be a third, and I needed reasons as to why Thack was on edge. It seemed to make sense.
-“And I don’t want to go home yet, so you’ll have a cranky dormouse on your hands. So you’d better fucking stay.”-Mally throughout this entire exchange is also the actual best thing. I know there’s little to no romantic attraction between these versions of the guys, so it’s really interesting to see the similarities between this Mally and the Mally in CW. Both Mallys want nothing to do with replacement basses, but there’s something different in Mally’s dialogue in this fic. Maybe I’m making myself see the subtle difference, but there’s something in this exchange that screams ‘friend, not lover.’ And…yeah. This made sense in my head, really it did. I should be sleeping.
I'm glad that there is a difference here! If there weren't, I didn't succeed in what I'd set out to do. So I'm very glad that it does ring differently to you.
-“Plus? Sex. I like sex. I’m okay with this.”I can’t even with this dormouse right now.
-“Your mom,” Mally answered.-CAN’T. EVEN.
-THE END. IT WAS FANTASTIC.
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Oh, wow. That is more liveblogging than I thought it was.
It’s been a while since I read the other two parts, but I’ll do my best to wrap up all of my thoughts. This fic has probably been one of the best smutty fics I’ve read in a while, not because it’s erotic bits were over the top creative or descriptive, but because as a whole it was so completely realistic. I go into a lot of smuttier work, especially dude on dude kinds, fearing for melodrama and unrealistic dialogue and all that not-awesome jazz. Thack and Mals were funny, and the dynamic between them the entire time was fascinating.
Part one was hilarious, part two was hands down the least romanticized and…I don’t know, least demasculinized smut fic I’ve read in ages (I can’t remember all of the details that made me really, really happy, but I remember loving how Mally handled being on the recieving end during part 2. I also remember loving how you threw in that one of hte boys ran off to take a piss before things got too heavy. It was a nice little detail, and while it gave the part a more realistic quality I didn’t feel like it killed the mood.) Then this part was all kinds of awesome.
You avoided all of the terrible cliches of gay smut. And I love how you didn’t have the guys get together romantically in the end; fics that put the characters in intimate but nonromantic situations seem to be rare, but they’re some of my favorites to read. You stayed true to the friendship that part one set up, so mad props to you.
In conclusion, akhhg;lhad;lkghkadhghdglkgjalkjgd i loved all of it and it was really good okay bravo Becs you go five stars ahhhh
Awww, thank you so much! Your feedback basically tells me that I did what I set out to do, which is have them shag without the romance. When you say 'lesat demasculinised' i take that as an incredibly high compliment. I like guys to sound like guys. I'm NOT a guy, so I do the best that I can. It has been my very great pleasure to have had a number of guys read previous fanfic of mind and tell me that my interpretations sound like guys, and not like girls who happen to have penises.
I don't normally write smut as very heavily detail-oriented as this, either. Normally there's a bit more metaphor, a bit more emotion involved. But for this fic, it was important that there was NOT over the top gushy emotion... and that just kind of led me to write the mechanics more plainly. To SHOW that they were going through with it, but without actually have them falling in love or being too overcome with emotion or whatnot. The whole point of this fic is that they're friends who had sex because that's what needed to happen. The weirdness only lasted as long as it took for them to reset the boundaries of their friendship (end of learning curve), and by the end of the arrangement, a new boundary was drawn, but still didn't change their friendship. I don't think a romance between these versions of the characters is impossible? But i think it's a little unlikely.
Thank you so much for taking time out to feedback me like this! It's so very much appreciated <3 <3
To everyone who has liked and commented on my two latest marchmouse fics. The response has been swift and quite, quite brilliant, and I appreciate it greatly.
I don't actually have time to reply individually to all the comments I got (like I normally do) but I did want to acknowledge those who left a few words, and so you're all tagged in this post, bitches! When you take the time out to say a few words, it makes my day.
I'm working in the third and final installment now, but it looks like it could potentially be pretty long. As always, while juggling many RL things, I will endeavour to get it out asap.
And then I'll be back to my baby, aka, B Sides. I'm sorry to you CW/B Sides fans who've been kept waiting. I hope you'll keep going with me on that particular story if it's held your interest before, it's going to go to some really cool places.
Anyway, once again. All you guys? I thank you from the bottom of my lungs. Because they're bigger than my heart. :)
