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meatriarchived · 6 months

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MARIA.

i. ⸻ general.

name. maría aurora flores [ beloved; dawn; flower ]

alias⁽es⁾. ( cc / nosy ) dolores [ sorrow, pain ], aurelia [ the golden one ], rosa [ rose ], among others.

gender. cis female

age. 21 ( verse dependent )

spoken language⁽s⁾. spanish ( first ), english ( second )

sexual preference. pansexual

occupation⁽s⁾. university student, works at a florist shop part time right after her classes end.

ii. ⸻ appearance.

eye color. hazel-green ( for reference; thomas' hazels are the bottom c: )

hair color. brunette

height. five foot seven inches

major scars. verse dependent. however: scarring from having arm and thigh start to be carved into by thomas. scarred puncture wound from meat hook below ribcage. laceration & gashed scarring all across arms, back. most prominent scar to her, however, is the branded J on left hip, permanently set into skin in view whenever she undresses.

iii. ⸻ favorites.

color. reds, oranges, yellows.

song. go your own way - f.leetwoodmac / cherry waves - d.eftones / experience & primavera - l.udovico einaudi

food. pizza, caldo de pollo / chicken noodle soup ( mama flores' recipes in particular ), fajitas.

drink. coca-cola / tequila + coke, hot chocolate, agua de jamaica ( hibiscus iced tea ), ponche.

iv. ⸻ have they ...

passed university. she COULD HAVE- but in most au's, no. she drops out after the House.

had sex. yes

had sex in public. once, nearly - bad experience w/ an ex.

gotten pregnant / someone else pregnant. luckily no. but if she ever did, she'd love and adore them.

kissed a boy. yes

kissed a girl. yes

gotten tattoos. no but she's thought of getting some.

gotten piercings. yes, earlobes.

been in love. in love, no. has loved someone, yes.

stayed up for more than 24 hours. yes ( uni's a bitch man- )

v. ⸻ are they ...

a virgin. no

a cuddler. yes!! she loves cuddling with people c;

a kisser. yes

scared easily. uh..................yeah fbnsdj my poor summer child-

jealous easily. no

trustworthy. she tries her best to be :')

dominant. nah not really.

submissive. oh yeah. she loves it.

in love. very much depends on verse.

single. single by default, verse dependent.

vi. ⸻ family.

sibling⁽s⁾. ana flores ( little sister ) - [ grace; flower ]

parent⁽s⁾. ramón ignacio flores [ wise protector; fire; flower ] & carmen ainara flores, nee rosales [ garden / song; swallow; flower; rose bush ]

significant other. none.

pet⁽s⁾. juniper, a calico cat. & in wilted / shine, two estrela mtn dogs: autumn, or oddy for short & buttercup, or buddy for short. c;

DANNY.

i. ⸻ general.

name. danilo ( daniel ) alejo-osório [ god is my judge; protector / defender; hunter of wolves ]

alias⁽es⁾. danny

gender. cis male

age. newly 23 ( verse dependent )

spoken language⁽s⁾. english, spanish

sexual preference. closeted bisexual

occupation⁽s⁾. trade student training in shipyard welding & hyperbaric ( underwater ) welding.

ii. ⸻ appearance.

eye color. brown

hair color. brown

height. six foot five inches

major scars. mostly has small scars scattered about from hard labor and work. post-house, depending on verse however, danny has a collection of rather gnarly scars all over to accompany them. in some routes, after receiving a near-fatal blow to the head that gave him a scrawling scar from just within his hairline, down to brow and corner of left eye. and in some cases where that eye has been lost due to the injury, he has some scarring from recovery.

iii. ⸻ favorites.

color. blues & greens.

song. separate ways (worlds apart) - j.ourney / pour some sugar on me - d.efleppard / break stuff - l.imp-bizkit / mammamia - m.aneskin / obstacles - s.yd matters

food. bbq anything, arroz atollado ( mother's old recipe )

drink. coca-cola, whiskey & jack, horchata, hot chocolate.

iv. ⸻ have they ...

passed university. no, he does trade school instead of uni.

had sex. yes

had sex in public. yes.

gotten pregnant / someone else pregnant. no.

kissed a boy. yes

kissed a girl. yes

gotten tattoos. yes - will do an actual post with some at some point uwu

gotten piercings. no

been in love. no

stayed up for more than 24 hours. yes

v. ⸻ are they ...

a virgin. no

a cuddler. yes

a kisser. yes

scared easily. no

jealous easily. no

trustworthy. he really fucking tries to be for those he cares for and loves.

dominant. yes

submissive. at times, depends.

in love. no ( not taking any canon into acct with this uwu )

single. single

vi. ⸻ family.

sibling⁽s⁾. younger half sister, carina osório ( mothers' second child )

parent⁽s⁾. marcos ignacio alejo, & salome osório

significant other. no.

pet⁽s⁾. none. moves around too much. he loves cats and dogs and most animals though.

#me gently swiping this over from lamb uwu #[ mf ] ── * 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐘. { maria. }#[ d ] ── * 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐘. { danny. }#[ 𝟎𝟎 ] ── * 𝐎𝐎𝐂. { queue. }#and then q's while i go nap for a little while

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legends-and-savagesa · 3 years

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@ncrthernkxng from here

She knew she shouldn’t be quite so comfortable with Robb, but there was something about him that drew her to him. The question had been posed since she didn’t quite know his preference on her staying. A hum and a nod. “Alright.” She didn’t quite want to leave yet either. Her letters with her father were going well. He hadn’t quite given her the answer of where his support would land, but she could be persuasive and she certainly liked him. There was something comforting about being with him. In this quite little tent before he had to be king. “I wouldn’t mind staying with you. It’s nice just the two of us.”

#ncrthernkxng #t;; Margaery Tyrell #v; Rose Among Wolves {AU}

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nekokoaa · 5 years

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Wolves Among Us - Bakugo x Reader (VI)

Wolves Among Us – Bakugo x Reader

Series Warnings: Fantasy AU, Fluff, NSFW

(Chapter VI/XX)

I'm a little sleepy and in need for a nap so if the words are a little wonky sounding then that's why lol I'll come back to edit it of course! Enjoy, loves!

(Chapter I) (Chapter II) (Chapter III) (Chapter IV) (Chapter V) (Chapter VI) ((ALL CHAPTERS ARE IN MY MASTERLIST))

Taglist: (If you ever want to get added, just tell meh)

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Inspired by The Company of Wolves by Angela Carter

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VI:

Their taunting laughs made your stomach turn. Men in all shapes and sizes, ranging in various colors from the fairest snow to the rich darkness of the night, surrounded you in a heartbeat. They beat their axes in their rough hands, the repeated impact of the wooden handle against their palms sounded like the ticking of a clock. You had thrown yourself over Katsuki’s limp body to shield him from their eyes, although it was quite useless because they were well aware of the wolf they had caught. As you looked through their faces, you had recognized some. You had seen their sadistic smirks and ugly mugs around the marketplace near the tavern where they would hang out in the front with a bottle of beer in their hands, loud in conversation as they talked about nothing but women and the latest kill they did of a wolf. Hunters were infamous around your village but was needed for whenever a wolf was spotted. Your people had no choice but to endure their presence and because of that hunters tended to be cocky and repulsive.

“Don’t touch him!” You screeched when one of them took a step forward, his smirk never fell and that same boot he used to step forward was thrusted into your side, the impact so immerse that it winded all the air out from your lungs and flung you until you landed in a pile of snow near a tree. The men laughed, one of them picking up Katsuki and throwing him over his shoulder.

“This the right wolf, ma’am?” He patted Katsuki on the back, turning slightly to the figure that walked out between the shrouded trees and into the flickering light of the torch. It brought the appearance of wrinkly eyes pronounced by the shadows, crowfeet that could be seen a mile away to where you could trace a map to it. That kind smile that you were often greeted with in the marketplace was nowhere to be found on her face. You couldn’t recognize her as there was nothing but pure anger emitting from her body.

“Yes, it is.” The shopkeeper that you usually went to buy meat from quickly scurried over to you, placing her hands on your shoulders to help you up. Once you found your balance you threw yourself away from her with your eyes gleaming with betrayal. You didn’t even bother to dust the snow off of your clothes.

“You did this…? Why?” You lost your voice for a moment due to the shock but slowly, you felt yourself getting consumed by anger. “Katsuki didn’t do anything! He means no harm!”

“Shush! Dear ____. We’re in the presence of the hunters. If you be quiet, maybe they’ll let your little affair go.” She held on to your forearms, and when she leaned closer, you tried to back away as you could slightly smell the decay coming from her teeth. “I saw your little fling in the forest last week. Izuku would be so upset if he hears about this.”

“If you saw us, then you know Katsuki is innocent!”

“Innocent or not… He’s still a monster. And that’s all he’ll ever be.” You ripped your arms away from her grip the second you had a chance. You rushed over to the man holding Katsuki, your hands into fists as you tried to beat on his chest. He laughed mockingly at you, using his free hand to shove you as hard as he could. You fell upon the snow again and instantly you were up, rushing at him.

“Stupid woman.” You heard one of them say, his face so full of amusement.

You couldn’t keep track of how many times the hunters had shoved you to the ground, but you knew you wouldn’t stop until Katsuki was safe in your arms again. You didn’t want to lose him, not when you just found out his feelings were mutual. You couldn’t logically think of a way out of this situation and somehow, you thought you have the strength of a million boars to handle these men.

“____, please!” The shopkeeper tried to restrain you, but you slipped from her and hurled towards the men. The desperate look in your eyes staring them down like prey.

“Put him down!!” You screamed. You could feel the tears start to blur your vision and the bitter cold immediately drying them and sticking to your eyelashes like glue. You ran at them with all you had, expecting to be pushed upon the snow again but surprisingly, the hunters froze as well as the shopkeeper. The sole sound of a howl had traveled through the dark skies…. But it wasn’t coming from the wolf that laid limply on the hunter’s shoulder but from the shadows.

The hunters instantly went on guard, clutching their axes and waving their torches around in order to reveal the lurking wolf. The whistling of the wind and the shallow breathing of men filled the silent spaces. The trees suddenly looked like they were caving in around you, their barks slightly bent as their branches shivered in the breeze. The shadows were crawling through the snow, not even the flickering torch in the hands of the hunter was spared from the darkness.

It ignited all at once. The flash of red, the torch falling upon the snow, the chilling screams of the man holding Katsuki, and the splattering sound of blood hitting ice. The thud of bodies that imprinted the ground of their figures made the tiny hairs of your skin stand. You stood there watching two hunters fall into a bloodied mess. The flame of the torch was miraculously still burning despite touching the snow but was steadily dying. The figure of the night was briefly shown by the faint light and revealed it to be a wolf with hair as red as the blood on his hands. Fangs were being bared and the skin between his nose were wrinkled. And he had eyes similar to Katsuki’s, steady and full of fire. You couldn’t lift your eyes from him.

“M-Monster!!” You heard the shopkeeper’s screech and the crunch of her footsteps as she fled from the scene. The rest of the hunters were alarmed by the sudden fall of their comrades and they scattered, leaving you to deal with the wolf.

The flame of the torch finally died out and the moon broke through the thick clouds as the pale lighting had returned to the forest. The foreign wolf paid you no mind and he walked past the dead to Katsuki’s body and kneeled beside him.

“Hey buddy, you okay?” He asked, shaking him slightly. Katsuki didn’t respond and you quickly joined him on the ground, your heart dropped to your stomach.

“They-They shot him in the neck with something!” You looked into Katsuki’s face and brought a hand to caress his cheek. The wolf finally looked at you as if he just noticed your presence. His eyebrows rose, and his eyes widened.

“Y-You’re…” He then burst out laughing, clutching his side. It was amazing how innocent he looked even when covered in blood. The smile that appeared on his face was bright and oddly enough, it had shaken your worries away in an instant.

“Don’t worry about Katsuki, they just knocked him out. I’ll get him home.” He informed you, lugging Katsuki’s heavy body over his shoulder. He did it without so much of a sweat. His smile remained when he stood up and he waved quickly before taking a step back. “You’ll be fine heading home, right? Later!”

“Um! Wait!” You took a step forward. “I don’t think I can, actually. After what I did…” You knew what waited for you at your village. Exile. You sided with the wolves and would be marked as a traitor. There was no mercy when it came to people who did. You couldn’t return. “Can I come with you…?”

The wolf looked you over silently, uneasiness crossed over his expression. “You’re very trusting for a human… but uh…”

“Please, I want to go with you. I’m a friend of Katsuki’s.”

“I mean—I know you are, but that alone can’t really protect you. Not many wolves are fond of humans and I don’t know how our pack will react to you. Let alone our leader…” He shot a glance at Katsuki.

“But…” His eyes returned to you and your head was slightly down. Your voice was full of worry and when you finally looked up at him, the wolf’s ears dropped at the sight of your face. You were looking at him with the biggest moist eyes he ever seen. You resembled a trembling rabbit underneath his gaze, afraid of being left in the dark alone. “Where will I go?”

Your words convinced him faster. He just couldn’t leave you here. It wasn’t right in his eyes. “Alright, I’ll try my best to protect you. How much of a man would I be if I left a woman like you alone in the forest? Maybe I can talk to our leader for you too.”

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The wolf who had saved you and Katsuki from the hunters introduced himself as Eijirou. He was a friend of Katsuki but really a distant relative. Eijirou explained how their families come from one common ancestor, hence the famous crimson eyes past down from generation to generation. He didn’t go in depth about the common ancestor or the status of his and Katsuki’s family within the pack. You weren’t sure why he was talking so much, it could’ve been because he noticed how often you glanced at Katsuki’s body on his shoulder. The solemn look in your eyes caused his heart to pang. Eijirou had a soft spot for beautiful sad women, and you were not an exception.

The journey to Katsuki’s pack wasn’t a very long one. It resided in the mountains at the end of the forest. The elevation of the land started to rise and there was a pathway leading into the mountains. The higher you two got, the more the temperature dropped. There was a lot of snow on the mountain caps, but the weight couldn’t make the mountain bow no matter how heavy it became. The snow on ground was up to your calves but the boots you wore at least protected you from getting frostbite. You only wished that you weren’t wearing a long skirt so that you could scale the mountain easier but walking around with only your tights on wouldn’t be the smartest thing to do either.

“Almost there.” Said Eijirou, and he wasn’t wrong. You heard the distant howls of wolves echoing through the mountains and footprints could be seen in the snow leading up the path. A small obstacle was met, and you had to climb up a mountain wall as tall as you. Eijirou went over first and then he helped you over, he had to shift Katsuki onto his back to do so but it still impressed you how at some point he was able to support your and Katsuki’s weight. Truly, wolves were strong.

Over the wall, the pathway continued until you reached an opening of the land. It was like a large crater within the mountain and on the mountainside was littered with caves that were unnaturally formed, it was like the openings of beehives without the geometrical shape. Almost all of the caves had a dim light shining from within them and tall torches were planted along the edge of the area and some lanterns were even hung from cave entrance to entrance.

You didn’t miss the low growls that sounded from within them and you saw the wolves cautiously leaving their caves, their eyes were fixed to your figure. You saw a variety of wolves, from the stoic men to the strong women and their timid children, clutching at their legs with their tiny claws and snarling as best as they could with their juvenile fangs. These wolves were far from what you were told, cautious, yes, but far from the vicious monsters your village seemed to claim. They had a life and family and friends, everything that the people from your village could relate to.

And at the very top where the highest cave resided stood a woman at the landing with pale blonde hair and eyes more intense than the wolves slowly surrounding you. She stood with her head held high and the wind carrying her hair as if it belongs with the flurries around her. You were fearful of her presence yet still in awe by it. And then she jumped down from her height with such grace that you felt your heart stop the moment her feet flawlessly touch the ground. She stalked towards you and Kirishima, the crowd of wolves splitting a path for her to walk through. The closer she got, the more familiar she became. Not only was she gorgeous but her eyes were like Katsuki’s, blood-red, and beautiful like fire lilies.

“What is a human doing here?” She growled, stopping right in front of you. You could hear the wolves behind her mimicking her growls. Eijirou quickly cut an arm between you and the woman and moved in front of you.

“She’s a friend of Katsuki. I found them in the woods together when hunters tried to attack them. They knocked out Katsuki too.” Eijirou placed Katsuki on the ground in front of her and the woman instantly sucked her teeth and looked away.

“Take the weak brat to his cave.” She motioned to the wolves behind her and two men emerged from the crowd and carried Katsuki away into one of the caves.

“Also, she tried to help Katsuki and got exiled from her village because of that, I couldn’t leave her, so I brought her back here.”

The woman sighed. “You can leave us, Eijirou, and thank you for bringing him back.”

“No worries!” Eijirou nodded and then he turned to you and placed a hand on your shoulder. He gave you a small smile to assure you that everything would be okay before leaving you alone with her. You watched him as he retreated into the crowd and then was bombarded by three children throwing themselves at him before you could get a closer look, the woman had grabbed you by your arm and motioned for you to walk with her.

“Friend of Katsuki, huh? What’s your name, human?”

“It’s ____.” You answered wearily. Her eyes were so intense that you kept yours to the floor.

“You’re the one my son’s been sneaking off to see?”

You gasped and looked up to meet her eyes. The fear you felt before disappearing at her revelation. “S-Son?! You’re Katsuki’s mother? You look like you could be his sister!”

That intensity in her eyes softened at your words. A bright smile was on her face and it was like she was a completely different person.

“Really, you’re just playing with me.” She laughed shortly, followed by a scowl. Already, she was back to a usual Katsuki. “Besides, that ungrateful brat always calls me old. Just wait till he wakes up… what kind of a wolf falls that easily to hunters?”

“Well… there was a lot of them.”

“Making excuses for him?” She stopped walking and smirked at the blush that blossomed on your cheeks.

“I-I-I-Um…” You didn’t want to tell her he was too busy making out with you against the tree.

She gave a comforting hand to your shoulder. “Just relax, you seem like such a sweet girl, ____. A little too sweet for my son. I know how he can be, full of himself and aggressive. He has every right to be because of how strong he is. But I’ve noticed he’s changed not because he’s maturing but because… well, maybe because of you.” His mother’s eyes looked distant for a moment, like she had drifted off into memory of her own. She looked vulnerable which didn’t fit with the woman who was standing so proudly before. “I don’t know what your plans are with my son or what you plan to do now that you’re exiled but…” She paused, whatever weakness she had before was nonexistent and her gaze sharpened when you met with them. “I’ll trust you because Katsuki does too.”

“Th-Thank you.” You nodded, and her expression relaxed into a soft smile. She started to lead you closer to an entrance of a cave. “He’s in here, just follow the path, first room on the left.”

You gave the cave a glance, the path curved within, so you couldn’t see where it led to. You thanked her again and she pushed you softly on your back to encourage you. Before you stepped inside, you gave her another look and she was still smiling. Her eyes gentle like fire lilies in the wind.

“You can call me Mitsuki, by the way.”

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The silence from the flickering candles were deafening to anyone with normal hearing but to Katsuki, he could hear the gentle crackling of the burning strings and the wax trickling down as it slowly melts itself into a puddle. He could smell the musky scent of smoke filling the air and the slight warmth from the flame. He shifted softly because of it, and a groan had left him. His senses were waking up from their slumber.

“Katsuki…?” He then heard your sweet voice that sounded rather close to him. Immediately, his eyes opened, and his vision quickly adjusted to the sight of the dimmed ceilings of the cave. He recognized it to be the cave he usually spends his time in. He wouldn’t want to call it his room because technically his room was next to his mother’s, but he always tried his best to avoid staying in that room because of that very reason.

The next thing he saw was your face as you were leaning over him and then he felt your hand in his. Even with your face mostly casted by the shadows caused by the flames, you still looked beautiful.

“Where are those fuckers?” He spoke softly yet his words were none but venomous. He brought a hand to his forehead, but he kept the one you were holding still by his side. He realized his head was being propped up by a cushion stuffed with feathers and under him was a cloth made out of sheep’s wool.

“Some dead. The others ran away.”

Katsuki snorted. He started to prop himself up on his elbows, “Good. I’ll make sure the others join them in hell,” but you pushed at his chest to settle him down.

“You should relax, Katsuki. Please…” You pleaded with him, sharing gazes for a moment. It must’ve been the glow from the flame because Katsuki’s face looked flushed before he laid back down on the cloth. He looked towards the candles to his left to avoid looking at you. They were twitching wildly in place on top of a table, desperate to cling on to anything to grow. He wanted to find amusement in it, but he couldn’t avoid the question that lingered in his mind after your statement.

“So, who killed them?”

“Eijirou. He saved us and brought me here. I sided with you so… I’m sure my village will exile me.” Katsuki didn’t like your tone, how matter-of-fact it was, like it didn’t matter to you. Did you not know how serious your statement was?

You saw his eyebrows knit together and his next words came out in a growl that rumbled the stone floor under your fingertips. “Why didn’t you run like I told you to?”

Your face almost mirrored his but was twisted with confusion about his words. “You think I could’ve left you there to die to the hunters?”

“And you think I would’ve died to them?” You knew how prideful Katsuki could get, but this was ridiculous. There was not a chance for Katsuki to survive if you had left him tonight. He would’ve been dead, or a trophy hanged above the fireplace of a hunter’s cabin labeled ‘best kill of the day’. Katsuki had sat up, completely turning to face you with a glare you were all too familiar with.

“Katsuki! They knocked you out! There was no chance in winning that!”

“It’s better than being fucking exiled from your village! Do you even know what that means?! You can never return home! You’re leaving everything behind! Your life, family, friends! What don’t you get?!”

“I couldn’t leave you there!” You screamed, throwing your fists down against your thighs. You heard your voice resonating throughout the cave and wouldn’t be surprised if some wolves had heard you. They already had fantastic hearing. “What don’t you get…? After all that happened, how could I even dream of leaving you there?” You knew there was a splitting decision you had to make in that moment. Your life or Katsuki’s life. Were you to betray your village for a wolf and abandon your lifestyle and friends for the enemy of mankind? It wasn’t exactly a hard decision to make. You couldn’t imagine your life without Katsuki anymore. Without Katsuki, there was no life for you.

But Katsuki couldn’t help but feel guilty of your decision. Why did such a sacrifice need to be made just for you and him to be together? He wasn’t angry at you but more of himself for crossing that boundary with you and being more than just friends. He couldn’t control himself from your words then in the forest and even now, as your tears slid down your cheeks after the outburst of your confession. You always shined no matter what emotion you were showing and Katsuki was drawn to it like a fly, repeatedly smacking his head upon the glass to reach the light that shone within you. Because, perhaps, any darkness that existed within him would fade at the slightest glimpse of it.

Katsuki kissed your lips to fill his soul of your light. A soft, feathery kiss that made you relax into him. A kiss of relief. Your hands rested on his shoulders and you felt Katsuki’s arms holding your waist. He supported your entire weight without any troubles and all at once, it felt as if your problems had melted away. It was such an innocent kiss, far from the one against the tree where you were held breathless and heated, passion oozing from each other’s tongues and filled with vigor. This time, it felt like you could read the emotion of Katsuki right off the page, word to word, reciting them together as one with your lips. He loved you and you loved him.

#bnha #bnha fanfiction #bnha fantasy au #boku no hero academia #bnha x reader #bakugo katsuki #bakugo x reader #bakugo katsuki x reader #werewolf bakugou #wau bnha #nekokoafanfictions

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thejakeformerlyknownasprince · 6 years

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What other fandoms are you familiar enough with to use as an AU prompt? Pokemon Trainer AU? Homestuck AU (they'd still probably die but at least there are lots of ways to come back to life)?

I’m not that familiar with Homestuck, definitely not enough to do an AU. I read the novelizations of the Pokemon show as a kid but never saw the show or played any of the video games. I did play the super-obscure Pokemon board game, but most of my trading cards were printed in Japanese (I had a strange childhood), so my experience there is, uh, probably not quite overlapping with everyone else’s.

Anyway, if you want list of all my fandoms… Boy howdy. I don’t think I can come up with them all. However, I can list everything that comes to mind between now and ~20 minutes from now when I have to end my procrastination break and go back to dissertating. So here it is, below the cut:

Okay, there is no way in hell I’ll be able to make an exhaustive list. But off the top of my head, the fandoms I’m most familiar/comfortable with are as follows:

Authors (as in, I’ve read all or most of their books)

Patricia Briggs

Megan Whalen Turner

Michael Crichton

Marge Piercy

Stephenie Meyer

Dean Koontz

Stephen King

Neil Gaiman

K.A. Applegate

Ernest Hemingway

Tamora Pierce

Roald Dahl

Short Stories/Anthologies

A Good Man is Hard to Find, Flannery O’Connor

The Metamorphosis, Franz Kafka

I Am Legend, Richard Matheson

Dubliners, James Joyce

Flowers for Algernon, Daniel Keyes

Who Goes There? John W. Campbell

The Man Who Bridged the Mist, Kij Johnson

Flatland, Edwin Abbott

I Have No Mouth, And I Must Scream, Harlan Ellison

To Build a Fire, Jack London

An Occurrence at Owl Creek Bridge, Ambrose Bier

At the Mountains of Madness/Cthulu mythos, H.P. Lovecraft

The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes, Arthur Conan Doyle

The Things They Carried, Tim O’Brien

The Legend of Sleepy Hollow, Washington Irving

The Martian Chronicles, Ray Bradbury

Close Range: Wyoming Stories, E. Annie Proulx

The Curious Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, Robert Louis Stevenson

Bartleby the Scrivener (and a bunch of others), Herman Melville

Books (Classics)

Their Eyes Were Watching God, Zora Neal Hurston

The Little Prince, Antoine de Saint-Exupery

The Secret Garden, Francis Hodgson Burnett

Treasure Island, Robert Louis Stevenson

Wuthering Heights, Emily Bronte

The Secret Annex, Anne Frank

Nine Stories, J.D. Salinger

Frankenstein, Mary Shelley

Tom Sawyer/Huckleberry Finn, Mark Twain

East of Eden, John Steinbeck

To Kill a Mockingbird, Harper Lee

The Bluest Eye, Toni Morrison

Slaughterhouse-Five, Kurt Vonnegut

The Stranger, Albert Camus

The Call of the Wild, Jack London

Brave New World, Aldous Huxley

Lord of the Flies, William Golding

Atonement, Ian McEwan

1984, George Orwell

A Tree Grows in Brooklyn, Betty Smith

The Iliad/The Odyssey, Homer

Metamorphoses, Ovid

Journey to the Center of the Earth, Jules Verne

The Time-Machine, H.G. Wells

The Tempest, Much Ado About Nothing, Twelfth Night, Romeo and Juliet, Henry V, Hamlet, MacBeth, Othello, and The Taming of the Shrew, William Shakespeare

Rosencrantz & Guildenstern Are Dead, Thomas Stoppard

Waiting for Godot, Samuel Beckett

Handmaid’s Tale, Margaret Atwood

Books (YA SF)

Young Wizards series, Diane Duane

Redwall, Brian Jaques

The Dark is Rising sequence, Susan Cooper

The Chronicles of Chrestomanci, Diana Wynne Jones

The Chronicles of Narnia, C.S. Lewis

Abhorsen trilogy, Garth Nix

The Giver series, Lois Lowry

The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy, Douglas Adams

Uglies series, Scott Westerfeld

Tuck Everlasting, Natalie Babbitt

A Wizard of Earthsea, Ursula K. Le Guin

Song of the Lioness, Tamora Pierce

A Wrinkle in Time, Madeline L’Engle

Unwind, Neal Shusterman

The Maze Runner series, James Dashner

The Enchanted Forest Chronicles, Patricia C. Wrede

Sideways Stories from Wayside School, Louis Sachar

Ella Enchanted, Gail Carson Levine

Ender’s Game, Orson Scott Card

The Phantom Tollbooth, Norton Juster

Coraline, Neil Gaiman

Among the Hidden, Margaret Peterson Haddix

The True Confessions of Charlotte Doyle, Avi

Interview with the Vampire, Anne Rice

Poppy series, Avi

The Secret Life of Bees, Sue Monk Kidd

Tithe, Holly Black

Life as We Knew It, Susan Beth Pfeffer

Blood and Chocolate, Annette Curtis Klause

Peter Pan, J.M. Barrie

The Wizard of Oz, L. Frank Baum

Haunted, Gregory Maguire

Weetzie Bat, Francesca Lia Block

Charlotte’s Web, E.B. White

East, Edith Pattou

Z for Zachariah, Robert C. O’Brien

The Looking-Glass Wars, Frank Beddor

The Egypt Game, Zilpha Keatley Snyder

The Book Thief, Markus Zusak

Homecoming, Cynthia Voigt

Alice in Wonderland/Through the Looking Glass, Lewis Carroll

The Landry News, Andrew Clements

Fever 1793, Laurie Halse Anderson

Bloody Jack, L.A. Meyer

The Boxcar Children, Gertrude Chandler Warner

A Certain Slant of Light, Laura Whitcomb

Generation Dead, Daniel Waters

Pendragon series, D.J. MacHale

Silverwing, Kenneth Oppel

Good Omens, Neil Gaiman and Terry Pratchett

Define Normal, Julie Anne Peters

Hawksong, Ameila Atwater Rhodes

Heir Apparent, Vivian Vande Velde

Running Out of Time, Margaret Peterson Haddix

The Keys to the Kingdom series, Garth Nix

The Wolves of Willoughby Chase, Joan Aiken

The Seer and the Sword, Victoria Hanley

My Side of the Mountain, Jean Craighead George

Daughters of the Moon series, Lynne Ewing

The Midwife’s Apprentice, Karen Cushman

Island of the Aunts, Eva Ibbotson

The Night Circus, Erin Morgenstern

The Ear, the Eye, and the Arm, Nancy Farmer

A Great and Terrible Beauty, Libba Bray

A School for Sorcery, E. Rose Sabin

The House with a Clock in Its Walls, John Bellairs

The Edge Chronicles, Paul Stewart and Chris Riddell

Hope was Here, Joan Bauer

Bunnicula, James Howe

Wise Child, Monica Furlong

Silent to the Bone, E.L. Konigsburg

The Twenty-One Balloons, William Pene du Bois

Dead Girls Don’t Write Letters, Gail Giles

The Supernaturalist, Eoin Colfer

Blue is for Nightmares, Laurie Faria Stolarz

Mystery of the Blue Gowned Ghost, Linda Wirkner

Wait Till Helen Comes, Mary Downing Hahn

I was a Teenage Fairy, Francesca Lia Block

City of the Beasts series, Isabelle Allende

Summerland, Michael Chabon

The Geography Club, Brent Hartinger

The Last Safe Place on Earth, Richard Peck

Liar, Justine Larbalestier

The Doll People, Ann M. Martin

The Lost Years of Merlin, T.A. Barron

Matilda Bone, Karen Cushman

Nine Stories, J.D. Salinger

The Tiger Rising, Kate DiCamillo

The Spiderwick Chronicles, Holly Black and Tony DiTerlizzi

In the Forests of the Night, Amelia Atwater-Rhodes

My Teacher is an Alien, Bruce Coville

The Last of the Really Great Whangdoodles, Julie Andrews Edwards

Storytime, Edward Bloor

Magic Shop series, Bruce Coville

A Series of Unfortunate Events, Lemony Snicket

Veritas Project series, Frank Peretti

The Once and Future King, T.H. White

Raven’s Strike, Patricia Briggs

What-the-Dickens: The Story of a Rogue Tooth Fairy, Gregory Maguire

The Wind Singer, William Nicholson

Sweetblood, Pete Hautman

The Trumpet of the Swan, E.B. White

Half Magic, Edward Eager

A Ring of Endless Light, Madeline L'Engle

The Heroes of Olympus, Rick Riordan

Maximum Ride series, James Patterson

The Edge on the Sword, Rebecca Tingle

World War Z, Max Brooks

Adaline Falling Star, Mary Pope Osborne

Six of Crows, Leigh Bardugo

Children of Blood and Bone, Tomi Adeyemi

Parable of the Sower series, Octavia Butler

I, Robot, Isaac Asimov

Neuomancer, William Gibson

Dune, Frank Herbert

The Miseducation of Cameron Post, Emily M. Danforth

The Martian, Andy Weir

Skeleton Man, Joseph Bruchac

Comics/Manga

Marvel 616 (most of the major titles)

Marvel 1610/Ultimates

Persepolis

This One Summer

Nimona

Death Note

Ouran High School Host Club

Vampire Knight

Emily Carroll comics

Watchmen

Fun Home

From Hell

American Born Chinese

Smile

The Eternal Smile

The Sandman

Calvin and Hobbes

The Essential Dykes to Watch Out For

TV Shows

Fullmetal Alchemist

Avatar the Last Airbender

Teen Titans (2003)

Luke Cage/Jessica Jones/Iron Fist/Defenders/Daredevil/The Punisher

Agents of SHIELD/Agent Carter

Supernatural

Sherlock

Brooklyn Nine-Nine

Angel/Buffy the Vampire Slayer

Firefly

American Horror Story

Ouran High School Host Club

Orange is the New Black

Black Sails

Stranger Things

Westworld

Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt

Movies

Marvel Cinematic Universe

Jurassic Park/Lost World/Jurassic World/Lost Park?

The Breakfast Club

Cloverfield/10 Cloverfield Lane/The Cloverfield Paradox

Attack the Block

The Prestige

Moon

Ferris Bueler’s Day Off

Django Unchained/Kill Bill/Inglourious Basterds/Hateful 8/Pulp Fiction/etcetera

Primer

THX 1138/Akira/How I Live Now/Lost World/[anything I’ve named a fic after]

Star Wars

The Meg

A Quiet Place

Baby Driver

Mother!

Alien/Aliens/Prometheus

X-Men (et al.)

10 Things I Hate About You

The Lost Boys

Teen Wolf

Juno

Pirates of the Caribbean (et al.)

Die Hard

Most Disney classics: Toy Story, Mulan, Treasure Planet, Emperor’s New Groove, etc.

Most Pixar classics: Up, Wall-E, The Incredibles

The Matrix

Dark Knight trilogy

Halloween

Friday the 13th

A Nightmare on Elm Street

The Descent

Ghostbusters

Ocean’s Eight/11/12/13

King Kong

The Conjuring

Fantastic Four

Minority Report/Blade Runner/Adjustment Bureau/Total Recall

Fight Club

Spirited Away

Disturbing Behavior

The Faculty

Poets

Edna St. Vincent Millay

Marge Piercy

Thomas Hardy

Sigfried Sassoon

W. B. Yeats

Edgar Allan Poe

Ogden Nash

Margaret Atwood

Maya Angelou

Emily Dickinson

Matthew Dickman

Karen Skolfield

Kwame Alexander

Ellen Hopkins

Shel Silverstein

Musicals/Stage Plays

Les Miserables

Repo: The Genetic Opera

The Lion King

The Phantom of the Opera

Rent

The Prince of Egypt

Pippin

Into the Woods

A Chorus Line

Hairspray

Evita

Dr. Horrible’s Sing-Along Blog

Fiddler on the Roof

Annie

Fun Home

Spring Awakening

Chicago

Cabaret

The Miser

The Importance of Being Earnest

South Pacific

Godspell

Wicked

The Wiz

The Wizard of Oz

Man of La Mancha

The Sound of Music

West Side Story

Matilda

Sweeney Todd

Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat

Nunsense

You’re a Good Man, Charlie Brown/Snoopy

1776

Something Rotten

A Very Potter Musical

Babes in Toyland

Carrie: The Musical

Amadeus

Annie Get Your Gun

25th Annual Putnam County Spelling Bee

The Final Battle

Rock of Ages

Cinderella

Moulin Rouge

Honk

Labyrinth

The Secret Garden

Reefer Madness

Bang Bang You’re Dead

NSFW

War Horse

Peter Pan

Suessical

Sister Act

The Secret Annex

Charlie and the Chocolate Factory

Disclaimer 1: Like a lot of people who went to high school in the American South, my education in literature is pretty shamefully lacking in a lot of areas. (As in, during our African American History unit in ninth grade we read To Kill a Mockingbird, The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn… and that was it. As in, our twelfth-grade US History class, I shit you not, covered Gone With the Wind.) There were a lot of good teachers in with the *ahem* Less Woke ones (how I read Their Eyes Were Watching God and The Bluest Eye) and college definitely set me on the path to trying to find books written/published outside the WASP-ier parts of the U.S., but the overall list is still embarrassingly hegemonic.

Disclaimer 2: There are a crapton of errors — typos, misspelled names, misattributions, questionable genre classifications, etc. — in here. If you genuinely have no idea what a title is supposed to be, ask me. Otherwise, please don’t bother letting me know about my mistakes.

Disclaimer 3: I am not looking for recommendations. My Goodreads “To Read” list is already a good 700 items long, and people telling me “if you like X, then you’ll love Y!” genuinely stresses me the fuck out.

Disclaimer 4: There are no unproblematic faves on this list. I love Supernatural, and I know that Supernatural is hella misogynistic. On the flip side: I don’t love The Lord of the Rings at all, partially because LOTR is hella misogynistic, but I also don’t think that should stop anyone else from loving LOTR if they’re willing to love it and also acknowledge its flaws.

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