Title: Panic in Year Zero
Author(s): sandoz_iscariot
Rating: R
Characters/Pairings: Erik/Charles, comic characters (Kid Omega, Catseye, Empath), Moira, Raven
Warnings: Sexual situations, violence, drug use, offensive language
Summary: While searching for new mutants, Charles and Erik arrive in a town plagued by strange events, including animal attacks and mind control. They soon discover that the town is at the mercy of the Omegas, a gang of thrill-seeking mutant hellions. Charles and Erik’s developing relationship is pushed to the edge, but before the dust settles Charles will have to face Kid Omega in a psychic duel to the death!
Links:
1/4: Village of the Damned: lj | ao3
And part 1 has awesome art by histoirede!
Excerpt:
“I suppose my mind is like a crowded house. When I’m alone, my mind is quiet, but when I’m surrounded by people I hear their voices all around me.” Charles gave Erik a new vision of himself standing in an empty ballroom, looking impossibly small. In the next instant the ballroom was full, crowds of partygoers laughing and chattering, but none touching Charles or even looking at him. “Think of a door separating every mind on the planet. Only a telepath has the power to open them. But sometimes my concentration slips and I find myself in the wrong room.”
“Is it any wonder then, when people see you as an intruder?”
Charles pulled back, looking wounded as if Erik’s words had drawn blood. But for once, he did not have the spirit for a debate with his companion.
“Your thoughts are very calming, Erik.”
Erik shot him another dark, warning glance.
Charles folded his hands in his lap. “I don’t mean that I’m reading your mind. I mean…your presence is calming.”
“I doubt that.”
“The minds around us are a chaotic swirl of anxiety, fear, and lust. But your thoughts are always so directed. Focused. You have gravity.” Then he said, not for the first time, “I’ve never met anyone like you, Erik.”
reservoir dogs is literally the best fanfiction
clearly it’s based off the prompt: “the heist goes terribly wrong HILARITY ENSUES yaoi nc-17”
joe is a mary sue
it has hurt/comfort and and a CLIFFHANGER BITTERSWEET ENDING????? and author’s notes
and for you kinky fucks
mr blonde
And Mr. Brown is the self-insert?
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Dipping my toes in the pool of Tumblr self-promotion! Here are links to my recent XMFC drabbles and ficlets, hope you enjoy! [Links go to LJ; my AO3 profile is here]
The Black King| Erik/Charles, PG, 200 words. Written for the prompt “love.” What are you afraid of, Charles?
Silver Spoon | Erik/Charles, PG-13, 100 words. Written for the prompt “romance.” Erik’s coffee is as black as the circles under Charles’ eyes.
Marmalade Skies | Charles & Sean and Teresa Cassidy, G, 150 words. Written for the prompt “history.” I’m sorry, I’ll be a bit late.
Not A Drop Spilled | Erik/Charles, PG-13, 250 words. Written for the prompt “morning after.” Charles awoke to October rain thrashing his windows.
Peas in a Pod | Charles & Raven, PG (mention of stillbirth), 200 words. Written for the prompt “senses.” I always wanted a sister.
“I Want…” | Erik/Charles, NC-17, 200 words. Written for the prompt “distraction.” Erik exhales sharply as Charles projects his desire.
Look Me In The Eye | Raven & Moira & Charles, G, 200 words. I didn’t know women could join the C.I.A.
Triptych | Jean & Charles(/Erik), 100 words. Written for the prompt “hidden.” Jean’s passed by it before—a framed black-and-white photo, the first class portrait.
Sometimes after they make love, Charles looks down again upon his own hands, surprised to see his palms still smooth and whole and untouched. Touching Erik is like handling a jagged shard of glass. He is made up of a million pointed edges. Even his bones are too sharp, pressing out from his skin with too little flesh to soften them.
But Charles is still undamaged from it. Look, he wants to say to Erik, still no cuts. Nothing is ruined. Nothing has to be.
Not a knife. Not a gun. Not a weapon to be wielded.
He lies next to to Erik’s sleeping form in the bed and listens in to his dreams, the echoes of metal and war and the coppery tang of blood.
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I adore the way fan fiction writers engage with and critique source texts, but manipulating them and breaking their rules. Some of it is straight-up homage, but a lot of [fan fiction] is really aggressive towards the source text. One tends to think of it as written by total fanboys and fangirls as a kind of worshipful act, but a lot of times you’ll read these stories and it’ll be like ‘What if Star Trek had an openly gay character on the bridge?’ And of course the point is that they don’t, and they wouldn’t, because they don’t have the balls, or they are beholden to their advertisers, or whatever. There’s a powerful critique, almost punk-like anger, being expressed there—which I find fascinating and interesting and cool.
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Fanfiction is a way of the culture repairing the damage done in a system where contemporary myths are owned by corporations instead of owned by folk.
Adventure Time #01
WHAT THE JUNK, ADVENTURE TIME. THIS BETTER BE HAPPENING FOR REAL.
MY FANFICTION!
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But I do have one point of difference with Hudson’s article, and that point of difference gets to the heart of the problem with this title. Hudson describes the final scene as “aggressively fanfictiony on-panel sex between Batman and Catwoman” and later says, “this does not look sexy to me; it looks like a creepy fanfiction drawing.” But fanfiction, as scholars from Henry Jenkins to Kristina Busse would be quick to point out, is part of a subculture that consists almost entirely of women writing fiction (and drawing art) to please other women. To call Catwoman #1 fanfiction is an insult to fanfiction, and misleads readers about the true problem with this art and story. Fanfiction is about forming a community of women who feel comfortable sharing their desires – from their storytelling desires to their sexual desires – with each other. If this comic was fanfiction, it would be designed to appeal to female readers. But Catwoman #1 is about a male writer and a male artist providing titillation for male readers. Women do not factor into the equation at all – not even Catwoman herself. Catwoman could be an icon for female comic book readers who like their super-women on the anti-hero side, but instead, her title may as well have a giant sign on the cover that says “NO GIRLS ALLOWED.” It is the equivalent, not of fanfiction, but of the skeevy art sold by fans in the back rows of a comic con’s Artists’ Alley. And its very difference from female-driven, community-based fanfiction points out the glaring inequity that has surrounded all discussion of the relaunch and is inescapable no matter how well the female characters are written — the almost total absence of female creators.
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Fan fiction is a way of the culture repairing the damage done in a system where contemporary myths are owned by corporations instead of by the folk.