#inject it into my fucking veins

[fakecrfan]

Okay, anyone who reads enough fanfic has read this one.

It's the fanfic where you can instantly tell who the writer's blorbo is. The blorbo had tragic circumstances in canon maybe but this fic blows it up to 11. The blorbo is horribly mistreated and horribly, horribly sad -- while also being portrayed as extremely beautiful beyond their initial canon depiction. Blorbo also might have been given extra superpowers and abilities.

There is at least one side character who also gets derailed to be extra mean to Blorbo. Maybe they did something in canon that was wrong but this fic blows it out of proportion in order to focus on how hurt Blorbo is. Or maybe the character did nothing wrong at all and was perfectly okay before, but now has their character completely rewritten in order to be an antagonist to the Blorbo and then of course get punished by the narrative for it.

Plot events are rewritten to revolve around Blorbo. If Blorbo was a secondary character before, they are now a main character. If they were a main character before, they still take on a larger share of scene time than previously and are more directly responsible for events. More time is devoted to other characters discussing the Blorbo as well, so that dialogue revolves around them even when they are not present in the scene.

Everything is now about the beautiful tragedy of Blorbo.

Any of that ringing a bell? Well, you can now go see this fanfic in theaters and it will be the most beautiful shit you will ever see in your entire life.

[waugh-bao]

“The weird thing is that, as different as they seem, Bill Wyman and Mick Jagger were actually very similar. That would rankle Mick like a motherfucker, me saying that. But if you saw them together on the road or read their diaries, they were basically the same. Except Mick's got a bit of class, standing at the front, being the lead singer and la la la. But if you saw them off stage and what they were doing, ‘How many did you have tonight?’ they were the same.”

From: Life by Keith Richards (2010)

[illuminetic]

I’ve already seen a comment implying lestat looks bad and the music sucks. how does it feel to be no fun and have bad taste.

[aahsoka]

destined with you is making me insane i need the next episode . i need the whole drama right now

[frothingatthemaw]

nf album still HITS so hard. you guys don’t even get the half of it

[tinseltownie]

I died btw

[leopardmuffinxo]

so touch me again; i feel my shadow dissolving

[agir1ukn0w]

sorry but snow is such a well written iconic villain and donald sutherland performs him so fucking good it's almost hilarious how i start practically foaming at the mouth every time the man opens his mouth to say something deplorable in those movies, like he's so utterly and despicably wrong about almost every crucial thing from katniss and peeta's relationship to human nature as a whole and yet the second he starts talking about how hope is the only thing stronger than fear and how you have to allow a little hope but control it so its spark doesn't grow into revolution and how it's the things we love the most that destroy us you bet your ass i am on the floor screaming crying throwing up because that is my psychotic mustache-twirling villain RIGHT THERE

[gi-nathlam-hi]

once more, Tyelpe. Where are the rings?

[nonranghaes]

it's weird that you don't call out to jun when he comes into your apartment. jun knows that you know he was coming over at some point to spend time with you, and usually you greet him in some way when you hear the apartment door unlock. he's a little earlier than he planned, but you told him to 'come over whenever' and now he's a little worried that you didn't mean it. he quietly slips into the pair of slippers that stays here at your place, and makes his way further into your apartment to set down the bag of groceries he brought on your kitchen counter. your bedroom door is open, but the tiny room you use as a home office is open just a sliver.

he makes his way over, leaning in to listen for a moment... only to hear your voice. there's a little strain to it as you struggle through a sentence, and it clicks all at once: you're speaking chinese. albeit not very well (it's clear to jun that this is one-hundred percent new to you), but you're still trying. your pronunciation is a bit clumsy, but he can hear the way you try to use the right tone with what you're saying...

when did you start learning this much? jun had taught you little things in the past--the absolute basics, really, plus a few other little phrases that veer into his own cheesy need to hear you say sweet things--but this...? he steps back from the door. why hadn't you told him? you could have told him and he'd happily help you learn. but he trusts you: you must have your reasons to keep this a secret, so he won't push. he steps away, deciding to busy himself with getting ingredients put away--or set up for the two of you to cook together, in case you're hungry now.

then he knocks a cup into the sink, and immediately he hears you coming out of your office. relief crosses your face when you see it's just jun, and you lean against the open doorway.

"i didn't know you were here." you pause, and then he sees you get hit with realization. "... how long were you here?"

"i just got here," he says. it's technically the truth, isn't it? he's only been here for a few minutes. "were you working?"

you nod. "yeah. just had to answer a phone call," you lie to him, but he just nods and acts like he doesn't know that. you come up to his side, wrapping an arm around him. "is this for lunch?"

he leans over to you and presses a kiss against your cheek. "are you hungry?"

"mhm," you just snuggle in for a moment, enjoying his presence. "you should teach me more recipes you learned from your mom sometime."

jun finds himself smiling already. was that what this all was...? an attempt for you to understand him better? to show that you care for him so much that you want to know his culture, too? "i'd love to," he says softly, and wraps an arm around you to tug you closer to his side. "only if you teach me things you learned from your family, too."

then he'll make more efforts to understand you and your background, too. just to show you that he loves you as much as you love him.

[ingridgh0st]

I can't describe just how much I love the meteor shower scene in R3

Ivan recalls the time he almost escaped with Till from that hell hole that is the life as a human pet

Only for Till to let go of his hand and give up the promise of that freedom (maybe bc of Mizi, maybe bc of fear of the unknown) turning his back on Ivan with a guilty expression on his face

Just for Ivan to turn around, with a shocked expression that than is replaced by a bitter smile (maybe he expected this outcome, maybe bc he knows that he would follow Till everywhere like Till himself did presumably for Mizi)

And all of this is shown as Ivan's singing his heart out on R3 stage with such raw emotion that I can't help myself but want to scream with him

[lululeighsworld]

it was literally their moment and they just let us watch

(if you need me i'll be marinating in this for the foreseeable future)

[lemiinplss]

TOTMNT DOODLES

[guardian-angle22]

Me, remembering that we're going to get a full circle moment with Paul Strickland showing a queer youth in Austin, Texas that it's okay to be who you are...

[marymunchkiin]

"If you wanted to be kissed like that more often you could have just asked me, Seeker."

"Behave yourself, Lavellan."

[sophsun1]

Queer As Folk – 2.03: Hypocrisy: Don't Do It