Have your feels been adequately invoked, Steven Universe fandom? The end of the third Stevenbomb is upon us, and while I thought I was ready, there were so many things I just wasn’t ready for—example one being my home state getting a cameo in “Keystone Motel”. While shit is constantly going down in Beach City with only small ups on this emotional roller coaster, I keep holding out for the day where everyone can get a happy ending. Needless to say, one of my favorite things to see on my Tumblr dash are the AUs where Steven, the Crystal Gems, and the Homeworld Gems all somehow coexist together peacefully and Peridot is a huge MLG (that is to say a “major league gamer”). Clearly, I’m not alone in my desire for happiness to be the next invasion on Earth, so while today’s fic isn’t exactly the happily ever after that I’m willing to pay Rebecca Sugar five whole dollars to get, I do intensely sympathize with the author’s aggressively wanting good things to happen to everyone. Especially Lapis Lazuli.
So, being completely honest here, I’ve been playing Splatoon pretty obsessively all week. As such, I was considering just not doing this Fanfiction Fridays and playing more, but I’m pretty sure all the authors would kill me. Or at least give me the worst looks, and I can’t stand to be looked at with anything less than devotion and reverence. Since I wasn’t really into reading fic on the inner turmoil of being both a squid and a kid, I decided to look toward another game I’ve also been getting into: Fallout.
I must have made a wish on a lucky star to begin my Fallout journey preceding the Fallout 4 announcement in such a timely manner, but then again, not like the East Coast by way of Boston is going to do much for me when I’m
getting destroyed by frying deathclaws in the Mojave. Soon after starting I knew New Vegas was going to be my installment of choice, what with its actually-gray morality, interesting story that starts off with the player getting shot in the head and killed, and brainwashing me by playing “Big Iron” by Marty Robbins five hundred times in a row. However, when faced between the two main groups—one which literally deals in slavery and the patriarchy, and the other on-the-surface only mildly corrupt and doing the best they can—it’s east to lose a sense of that gray morality. So, while I wouldn’t have guessed it going into things, today’s fic takes a very interesting look into the life of Caesar’s Legion (aforementioned slavers). It’s most interesting because it features a woman.
In my mind, there’s a secret list of anime I want to watch or catch up on. This list is made full well knowing that I might get to maybe 10% of those series due to my own apathy toward finding streaming sites—because, as we are all aware, using Google is hard and typing anime titles into search bars is too time consuming. Luckily, I have the best support in the world for marking off entries on this list that no one knows about. Which is to say that with very little prodding from her end, my girlfriend and I sat down and marathoned Baccano! I feel like I’ve cheated myself by not watching it sooner, but hindsight is 20/20.
This is one of those situations where I knew I liked what the series had to offer, but watching it itself was always in the back of my mind, in the dark abysses where I forget things. The series watches from an objective viewpoint the events that unfold on The Flying Pussyfoot, a transcontinental locomotive that happens to be transporting a cult bent on gaining immortality, a mafia family that gains joy from killing other people, a couple of thieves who have a strangely positive outlook on life, a gang full of sweet cinnamon rolls (who will also potentially kill you), and several other characters who mostly fall under the theme of “they will kill you”. Cut so the storyline jumps between “present” and past events, this mildly fantastical look at the 1930’s keeps watchers glued to the show so they don’t miss any hints at what’s actually going on.
Upon finishing the show, I desperately needed family fic of the adorable found family formed at the end of the series. Unfortunately, since the fandom is hella small—apparently—instead of cute family fic, I had to wade through pages of NOTP fic and other things that just didn’t fit the bill. And while I may not have found what I was looking for, I did end up finding two really great fics. And to my joy, they were both written by the same author!
In order for you to understand how amazing this Teen Wolf fanfic is, you must first understand one thing about me: I hate Peter Hale. Hate him. Cannot stand him. Admittedly he is a decent villain, and the actor is exceedingly attractive, but Peter has killed far too many of my favorite female characters for me to like him. And he always tries to murder my precious Disney prince Scott. But more than anything, I hate the creeper vibe that Peter gives off. Unlike Kate Argent, Peter Hale, to my knowledge, has never actually sexually assaulted anyone on the show (though mind raping Lydia is arguably just as bad). There are some scenes were we could infer that he does or almost did, but it never actually happens. But Peter is capable of murder, so it’s not hard to imagine that he could sexually assault someone too. Especially when he acts like the creepy old dude in a bar that mostly caters to people who are twenty-one and under. So I tend not to like Peter Hale. In fact, I may have often called for his death when reviewing the previous season.
Peter is usually paired up with Chris Argent in fanfiction, but also Lydia Martin and even Stiles. Yep, Stiles and Peter have enough snarky interactions and both have enough of a grey morality that I can see why the fandom would find them compatible, but it’s not something I would ever read. Nope…
So now you know I hate Peter Hale, certainly don’t enjoy reading canon-Peter stories, and would never read a Peter Hale/Stiles fic, and even if I did, I would never enjoy such a fic, right? Whelp, I was wrong on basically all counts. So here I am reccing Devil of Mercy by KouriArashi, an AU Stiles/Peter fanfic where everyone remains completely in character. It was awesome!
I very much relate to James T. Kirk. We are both brilliant, incredibly talented, and too attractive for our own good. It is a cross we bear with great humility. Because of the strong similarities between myself and Kirk, I tend to think of him as a panromantic pansexual like myself. However, that doesn’t mean that I don’t enjoy author interpretations that paint Kirk differently. Recently, I decided to look for some Kirk fics that cast him as asexual or aromantic. These fics are particularly difficult to find since Kirk is such a sexual character and The Original Series Kirk seems to fall in love every other episode. But I thought it would be especially interesting to see Kirk written as being a part of the asexual spectrum and, lo and behold I found an amazing fic that gave me not only an aromantic Kirk, but an aromantic Spock as well!
With Game of Thrones starting up again next month, I figured it was about time to get back into things in Westeros. For some, this would mean marathoning the previous season. For me, it apparently means reading AU fanfic. While I wanted to read a story starring my favorite player of the game, Margaery Tyrell, when you give me an AU where Jamie Lannister is an author and a Brienne who is over him before she knows him and it’s a ship fic, how can I refuse? Plus, look at how Jaime is introduced!
Jaime Lannister has run into some trouble in Tijuana and his manuscript is going to be a few weeks late. Jaime Lannister has broken all of his limbs skydiving in Jamaica, please extend his deadline just a little bit more. Jaime Lannister has contracted malaria on an African safari, but he assures me his manuscript will be ready six weeks from now.
I had to make an exception. I simply had to.
Recently I have been anxiously rocking back and forth wondering when Teen Wolf is going to come back on the air. Despite my love and devotion for the show, I must admit that the show is pretty poorly written, especially when it comes to minority issues. And especially in recent seasons the show has been downright awful when it comes to portraying mental health and therapy. Thank God for fanfiction!