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duckprintspress · 2 years
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Contributor Spotlights: Tris Lawrence and Annabeth Lynch
Welcome to She Wears the Midnight Crown and He Bears the Cape of Stars, two brand-new anthologies that share a common theme – masquerades – but tell different types of stories – wlw in She Wears the Midnight Crown and mlm in He Bears the Cape of Stars. These collections are the latest titles from Duck Prints Press, the indie publisher founded by fans to publish original works by fan creators, and they’re crowdfunding NOW, only on Seed & Spark!
Curious about the collections? Well, here’s a sneak peek of the works of two of our creators!
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He Bears the Cape of Stars Contributor Spotlight: Tris Lawrence
Biography: Tris Lawrence has been writing since she was a child, filling notebooks with the worlds, dreams, and voices from inside her head. She declared in sixth grade that she wanted to be a writer, promptly started drafting her first novel in seventh grade, and never looked back.
Tris has always been fascinated by the way people work: how their relationships fit together, how they interact socially, how they learn and discover. She has read avidly her entire life, devouring mysteries, romances, science fiction, and fantasy novels, and as an adult still loves all of these genres, as well as reading YA constantly. Her favorite stories center on people who are learning or discovering new things, and coming-of-age stories top that list, which is how the school of Pine Hills University came to be. She wants to share stories of people who are learning how to relate to each other, how to adult, how to college, and how to just be. She hopes to share stories about diverse characters with representation of everything she wishes she could have read growing up, and she hopes that these stories will touch the lives and hearts of those who read them.
When not writing, Tris is a wife, a mother (to two children, a cat, and a dog), a knitter, a system administrator, a black belt in taekwondo, an avid reader, and a music aficionado. Sleep, she claims, is optional.
Links: Facebook | Pillowfort | Tumblr | Twitter
Story Title: Delta
Teaser:
Ellis tried to imagine any of the people at work playing the game. Maybe someone down in IT, or one of the folks in Marketing… he couldn’t imagine any of the executives he worked with, or the financial people. On the other hand, he supposed no one would expect him to play, either. While Ellis would bet money that none of the people he worked with—or the other parents and teachers he had to deal with for his family—played Delta, he could be wrong.
It’s a risk I’m willing to take. Delta is the only place I feel like me. I spend so much time feeling uncomfortable in my own skin, I just want to have something here to remind me every day that I’m still me under the hood. I feel real in Delta. More real than reality. I want to be able to see the ink and have that touchstone for myself.
Ellis cleaned up his office, neatly stacking papers for tomorrow and writing out a list of tasks that needed to be done first thing. He responded to the one email that came in, then shut down his computer for the day. Anyone else who needed him here could wait.
Sasha’s message came in just as Ellis was retwisting the low bun in his hair. He stuck the hair pin in to hold it in place, then looked at his phone.
You don’t feel real?
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She Wears the Midnight Crown Contributor Spotlight: Annabeth Lynch
Biography: Annabeth Lynch is a genderfae (she/they), bisexual author who writes mostly queer stories, preferring to write marginalized characters finding love. She lives in North Carolina with her husband, daughter, and two very overweight cats.
Links: Facebook | Instagram
Story Title: Silver Secrets
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“How did you know it was me?”
Kanna shook her head. “I will always know you. You are the one thing that is never lost to me.”
Thalia’s eyes were still bright with unshed tears when she leaned into Kanna, their lips brushing. “You always were too smart for your own good,” she whispered against Kanna’s mouth.
Kanna pulled away, putting her hands on Thalia’s cheeks. “I need you to tell me right now. You didn’t do this, did you?”
“What? Of course not. How could you think that?” Thalia gasped, eyes wide.
“I don’t. But if you did, you can’t lie to me. I need to know now. Before the cops get here and start looking. I will always protect you unconditionally. You know that.”
“You saw me through my mask, can you not see me through my words?”
There was a long pause as Kanna stroked her cheeks. After a moment she said, “I see you, Thalia.”
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beckyts · 4 months
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Say Hi 👋 if you like what’s under my dress 🤭
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queerism1969 · 1 year
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Queer rights were fought for and earned by queer folks bleeding queer blood, never forget that ✊️
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cinnamon-phrog · 1 month
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Okay but Duck in this would look so so radiant
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charliejaneanders · 3 months
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Heads up! The next TRANS NERD MEET UP is this coming Saturday from 12:30 until whenever, at Zeitgeist in SF. If you identify as trans/nb/gnc, and you enjoy geeking out about *anything*, come hang. We don't gatekeep! It's friendly and chill.
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crimeronan · 1 year
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in my euphoria over everything else i almost FORGOT how well for the future jived with my FAVORITE stupid headcanon/future prediction. which is that hunter names himself hunter o'bailey and belos gets incandescently furious about it because he hates the irish.
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mostlyonthefloor · 13 hours
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Fascinatingly, I haven't seen a single post in the rather thorough tag-scrolling I've done since finishing Dead Boy Detectives this morning, that mentions the genderqueer badge Charles has on his coat??
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wrayofmoonshine · 1 year
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i’m seeing punk!steve everywhere, and i love it so much but i’m also a big preppy!steve fan, so
give me a jack of all trades!steve! give me a steve who takes little bits of everyone around him and adding it to what he already has, instead of throwing away all his old interests for something new
give me a steve who isn’t a music snob (like so many st characters seem to be???), who loves wham! and abba, but also the clash and ramones and dio and metallica and pink floyd and kiss and
give me a steve who somedays dresses in a polo and tennis skirt or jeans, but other days will throw in a spiked jacket and combat boots and somehow makes it work. or who will wake up one morning and tell eddie to put him in a full metal head get up, or get nancy to let him borrow her clothes and do his makeup
just. give me a steve harrington who refuses to just be one thing, and instead absorbs a little piece of everyone he loves, building something completely new and unique and comfortably him, no matter what that looks or sounds like on a day-to-day basis
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maddies-chronicles · 7 months
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quick rb if you want more canonically non-binary main characters in fiction
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theyluvbix · 3 months
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"You can't headcanon X character as X gender !! That's wrong for X reason:(" WOMP FUCKING WOMP GET THE FUCK OVER IT ILL INTERPRET ART HOWEVER IS MEANINGFUL TO ME TOUCH SOME GRASS 🥱
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cockyroaches · 4 months
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I look like a goddamn hippie and for what, I cant see a thing in these!
(he/they/it por favor)
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thebirdmanhewatches · 1 month
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The trans men of all time you understand
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beckyts · 6 months
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You are never too old to set another goal or to dream a new dream.
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Pride flags colorpicked from Mai's Central Fiction artwork! It is my understanding that all of these identities are arguably canon for Mai.
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nyxicnymph · 11 months
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No matter which way, it's pretty gay.
(Original fiction story for pride month.)
Cross stared at the circle of people on the floor, blinking slowly. They didn't know their roommate had been hosting a party.
"Uh, hey?"
"Cross! Did I forget to tell you? Whatever, come here, sit down with us!" Charlotte said excitedly, practically grabbing their arm and dragging them over.
Cross hesitated. "I'll throw off your order," they pointed out, meaning the obvious man-woman-man-woman-etc order that everyone was sitting in. Cross would stick out like a sore thumb.
"It's spin the bottle, not statistics. It doesn't really matter!" Charlotte winked. "Besides, I know you don't care that much."
"Well, no, but... Spin the bottle? We're not in high school, Charlotte."
"But it's fun, come on, you'll have fun too. Please?"
Cross rolled their eyes. "Fine, I'll play. But next time, warn me when you have a party, okay?"
"Yes, yes, of course, come on, sit! We haven't started yet."
Cross and Charlotte both sat down, and someone, a guy Cross didn't recognize, placed an empty Coke bottle in the center. Charlotte, as the party's host, went first.
Cross got bored of watching the game pretty quickly, and instead scrutinized the faces of the people around them, wondering if there was even anyone to kind of hope the bottle landed on during their inevitable turn. There were a few pretty people there, but only a few Cross really knew. They were quite surprised to see two of their more frequent classmates in the circle.
Ace and Bea were in the same degree program as Cross, so Cross saw the two of them a lot. Even if all three of them weren't in all the exact same classes, they were still in a lot of them, and had even worked on a few projects together. Cross knew those two quite well, and wasn't ashamed to admit to people they really trusted that they maybe liked both Ace and Bea, but didn't know if either of them were queer. Or into their specific brand of gender-fuckery. Whichever.
Cross watched them both get picked by the bottle for a few others. Some people only kissed the person of their preferred gender, some kissed whoever the bottle landed on even if they weren't their preferred gender, some kissed whoever because they didn't have a preference, and two even refused a kiss. Nice.
Cross thought about refusing to play, but really, that would be a spit in the face to Charlotte and her dear, sweet attempts to get Cross a date. Or two. You know, whatever.
Surprisingly, no one had landed on Cross yet, and suddenly, it was their turn. Cross hesitated for a minute, but then reached out and sent the bottle spinning. It spun for what felt like forever, and with every rotation, Cross couldn't help but hope it landed on either Ace or Bea, and not someone they barely knew.
The bottle began to slow down as friction gained the upper hand.
Cross held a breath.
The botlle slowed more, the end appearing closer and closer to Ace.
Cross felt their shoulders tensing in anticipation.
The bottle slowed to a mere crawl, passing over Ace.
Then it stopped.
Between both Ace and Bea.
Cross panicked, and looked to Charlotte. She just shrugged.
"I guess you have to pick!"
Cross stared at Charlotte really hard, hoping the force of their staring would break all psychological reasoning and allow Charlotte to hear what Cross was very loudly thinking at her.
How can I choose? How do you expect me to pick?! Do I only get to pick one? This would be my first kiss!
Charlotte simply stuck her tongue out. "What's your choice, Cross?"
Cross felt it as everyone's eyes were on them. They glanced between Bea and Ace, feeling paralyzed. They opened their mouth after a minute.
"Can I say both?"
A whoop rose up from the circle, and Cross flinched. Charlotte burst out laughing.
"Sure, go ahead, I'm not gonna stop you!" Charlotte wiggled her eyebrows. "But you still gotta pick who you kiss first!"
Oh, god.
Cross closed their eyes and sighed. "Okay. Um." They opened their eyes and met Bea's. They smiled softly. "I guess Bea first?"
Bea tucked her head down shyly, her skin too dark to show blushing, but her body language being more than enough to tell that she was flattered. "Okay!"
Cross approached Bea, and knelt in front of the girl. They leaned in to her ear and whispered, "I hope you don't mind being my first?"
Bea shook her head enthusiastically, her braids bouncing. "Why would I mind?"
Cross smiled, placing a hand on Bea's cheek, and finally kissing her. Short and gentle, yet Cross felt oddly energized by it. They parted from Bea with a giddy grin, and turned to Ace.
Ace had been waiting patiently, a faint look of anticipation gracing his face. Cross took his hands gently.
"Are you okay with this?"
Ace nodded. "I don't mind at all."
Cross kissed him then, same as they did Bea, and just like with Bea, they felt that energy flow through them.
Maybe it's adrenaline. Maybe it's maybelline. Brain shut up.
Cross returned to their seat with little waves at both Ace and Bea, just as Charlotte stood up. She clapped her hands loudly.
"Okay! That was exciting, I don't think we can top that. Let's go play something else! Like ping pong."
"We don't have a ping pong table."
"The common room does." Charlotte pointed to the door. "But if you wanna stay and study or sleep or whatever you do, that's fine too, I'll make sure we don't get too rowdy."
Cross hesitated. Most people had already gotten up and were getting ready to leave the dorm. Normally, Cross would stay behind. But now, Ace and Bea were standing in front of them, both holding a hand out to them.
Charlotte laughed again. "Looks like you have something to talk about!" She cheerily left the room. "One less thing on your bucket list, right?"
"I don't have a bucket list because God won't let me die!" Cross yelled at Charlotte's retreating figure, completing a running bit they had. Charlotte simply laughed in response again before leading her party out of the dorm.
In the end, Cross took both Ace and Bea's hands.
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natsmagi · 3 months
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i can't settle on a gender headcanon for tsumugi. she's a trans boy. he's transfem. she's something in between. they're every gender at the same time but also none of them. schroedinger's gender. all i know is that he has nice boobs in every version of herself.
if theres one thing heaven officials blessing has taught me its that queergender is the way to go. yes thats a man yes thats a woman yes shes nonbinary no he doesnt align with the gender spectrum whatsoever theyre something else entirely its everything at once
true happiness comes in the character looking fem as fuck one second, masc the other, while simultaneously being neither. the world is literally in our hands why should we limit ourselves to simply one when they can be all
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