Rise Up, Oh Heart, For There is Another Battle to Win

Anonymous asked: do you have any recs for (ya) books (or movies!) that ~feel~ like fanfiction? (this is a weird ask, but i feel like if anyone were to understand what i mean, it's you?) cheers

lotstradamus:

books: 

• A Hero at the End of the World by Erin Claiborne (coffeeshop AU, but also MAGICAL) 
  
• Grasshopper Jungle by Andrew Smith (bisexual awakening slash sci-fi B movie apocalypse AU)
• The Raven Cycle series by Maggie Stiefvater (modern AU Marauders)
• Teeth by Hannah Moskowitz (human/merboy AU)
• The Coldest Girl in Coldtown by Holly Black (what if vampires? AU)
  
• Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe by Benjamin Alire Saenz (a plain old fashioned high school AU of the first water) 
  
• The Secret History by Donna Tartt (college AU written by a classics major)
• Call Me By Your Name by Andre Aciman (one of those boring in theory but actually incredible AUs that make you never want to read the source material ever again) 
• Carry On by Rainbow Rowell (this is literally a novel based on fanfiction one of her characters wrote in Fangirl, sooo - COMING THIS OCTOBER)
  

other media: 

• Penny Dreadful (gothic literature fanfiction with a few OCs, like Ethan, the gunslinging, soft-spoken, bisexual American werewolf) 
  
• Jupiter Ascending (someone got their hands on the self-insert novel you wrote when you were 12 and threw a few million dollars at it) 
• Captain America: The Winter Soldier (I mean seriously) 
• Sense8 (all these people have a mental connection, experience each others’ lives, and have singalongs and group sex) 
• The History Boys (high school AU, bonus everyone’s queer) 
• Kill Your Darlings (highbrow film about a literary movement, actually includes the shit you wanna see like library blowjobs and Daniel Radcliffe getting banged, possibly feels like fanfiction because visually it is Drarry) 
• Agent Carter (cute G-rated WIP about Peggy’s adventures, will probably end up being Peggy/Angie, makes you cry about Steve like 10 times even though it’s a gen fic)

Today, I fucked up… by bringing the bomb squad to my high school

today-ifuckedup:

It was my senior year in high school and wrestling season had just ended. My aunt sent me a congratulatory musical card – the kind that plays part of a song when you open it – which I thought would be fun to tape to the inside of my locker (I shared this locker with a friend of mine) so that it played every time I opened it. This one played “Simply the Best” by Tina Turner. It worked, and I enjoyed it for a few days until the weekend which I spent in the mountains on a hiking trip with my dad and brother.

When the trip was over I checked my phone and saw that I had a voicemail from my locker-mate saying there was “a bomb scare or something” and that I had to talk to my principal on Monday. That Monday morning, I met with my principal who explained to me that a night janitor heard a ticking noise coming from my locker (apparently that’s what those cards start to do when they run low on battery) and called the police, who called the bomb squad, who shut down the two major intersecting roads near my school and brought in a robot to inspect my locker. When the robot x-rayed the locker, they saw the “device” taped to the door, some half-empty water bottles that happened to be on the top shelf that they thought must have been chemicals or explosives. They also thought they saw wires connecting everything together. Eventually they saw the monstrosity for what it was and shut down the operation, but apparently it was a pretty elaborate production. The article made the front page of the local newspaper the next day, complete with a photo and everything.

I never really got into trouble in high school and the principal knew who I was, so after talking for a few minutes we agreed that the whole thing was an honest mistake and that there was no malicious intent (although he said some parents were upset to the point that they wanted me suspended, expelled, or even to pursue some kind of legal action) and he let me off the hook.

In his own words: “I’m not exactly sure what I’m supposed to lecture you about, but I have to say something. I guess don’t… uhh… modify lockers anymore?”

(via cthulhu-with-a-fez)

oedipus-rex:

diversegaminglists:

intersectionalfeminism:

So a new blog has started called “Is There Rape In It”. Basically, it’s a blog dedicated to listing movies, TV shows, and videos game that have rape in them, so that victims and survivors can avoid triggers. 

Since they have just started up, they don’t have full lists yet. So if you are aware of rape in any of those forms of media, please reblog their lists and let them know!

Boost.

there is also one for suicide and self harm! istheresuicideinit (their lists arent that long yet either so if you have anything to submit to either, please do)

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satanstrousers:

One of my friends asked me the other day if I would suck one thousand dicks for a billion dollars, and I love questions like that because not only are they so demonstrative of the no-homo society we live in, but they also show a fundamental lack of understanding that some people have for the value of money. Like, do you realize just how much money one billion dollars is? Do you realize I could live my life in the lap of luxury buying literally everything I could ever want and still have a fortune to leave to my children?? For sucking some dicks?? We are talking 1 million dollars per dick sucked!! That’s just economical like come on man.

I mean…you’re not even a little wrong.

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nautilusing:

OKAY BUT NO LISTEN TO THE MAD MAX THEME IN ITS ENTIRETY BECAUSE IT IS FOR REAL A THING OF UNPARALLELED AWE-INSPIRING RAMPAGING TRIUMPHANT PERFECTION

the fucking RAGE DRUMS and the P.T. Barnum-esque fuckin’ CIRCUS MUSIC - like, you know shit is going to get CRAY when that comes in - and it’s just this continuous pounding build that leads into these STRINGS that are so incongruously fucking BEAUTIFUL and hope-stirring and victorious and sure you might be racing straight to your fucking death on this hell-road but goddamn it you’re going down swinging

I MEANNNNNNNNN

this movie did a lot - a lot - of things right but holy shit son

this soundtrack is transcendent

Like…thirty seconds into the soundtrack and I’m going “BRING ME MY WHEEL, WARBOYS, AND LOAD UP THE RIG.”

Hell.

Yes.

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bana05:

emmersdrawberry:

bigbardafree:

the thing about being someone who’s never catcalled is that you start to wonder why like is it because im ugly???

and then you realize that youre judging your worth by whether or not you are objectifiable to a man and thats so fucked up like honestly its so fucked up 

but the worst part about the patriarchy is that it still sits at the back of your mind regardless like “nobody thinks youre pretty because they dont see you as a sex object” like somehow thats a desirable thing and it fucks me up

You’re either public property or completely invisible.

Yep.

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theodosiagrace:

so i took my 16 year old brother to see mad max yesterday, and it’s all he can talk about, claiming it might be his favorite movie and can’t wait to see it again

some of the things he loved? (without being prompted by myself whatsoever)

he loved that in that world oppression clearly existed, especially for women, but women had a hand in overthrowing that system

he loved that the extent of the sexualization by the film makers (and not the clearly evil bad guy) was the women bathing fully clothed - he was a little worried at that point and looked at me in the theater wary of what might be coming, but was quickly relieved

he loved that Mad Max was made no lesser a man by working with Furiosa 

after he said all that on the way home, i asked him if he thought guys wouldn’t like it because the main character is a woman to which he replied “SHE’S A BADASS AND IF THEY DON’T LIKE IT THEY’RE MISSING OUT”

in short, i’m really proud of my brother

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