This is an important recommendation

deadcatwithaflamethrower:

sroloc–elbisivni:

booksandchainmail:

ewokshootsfirst:

ineptshieldmaid:

By this point I have quite a few followers who are into Star Wars. And quite a few who are into medieval literature.

Allow me to tell you about The Tatooine Cycle, or Star Wars (1977) in the style of a medieval Irish epic, which started life on Twitter in November 2015. The whole thing is on the author’s blog, The Head of Donn Bó.

Some selections:

What was the reason for the Tragic Death of Cenn Obi and the Destruction of Da Thféider’s Hostel? (1) Not difficult that.

There was once a great queen of Alt Da Rann and Leia was her name. War had sprung up between her people and those of Da Thféider. She sent messengers to ask for aid from the wildman, Cenn Obi. He lived in the wilderness far to the west. These were the messengers she sent: Síd Tríphe Óg, who knew all the languages of man and beast,(2) and the dwarf, Artú.

My favourite thing about it is that Tom O’Donnell (the author) used the name Finn for Luke, on grounds that you wouldn’t find anyone called Luke in Irish mythology. Finn is a calque for Luke: both mean white, and secondarily, pure. Tom did not know at that point that there would be a Finn in Ep VIII.

The bandits sold the messengers to a farmer, Eogan his name. He gave them to his nephew, Finn Aiércoisige, (4) to look after. Artú told Finn why they had come to the region: to seek Cenn Obi, the wild man. Their lands and people were being destroyed. Finn knew the holy man who lived in the woods. The geilt would fly from treetop to mountain peak and lived on brook lime & fresh water.(5) The next day Finn and Artú set out into the wilderness to find the wild man. They see him on a hill and he recites this poem:

Come not near to me Finn
Though I knew your father
The wilderness is sweet to me
Who has not heard your name in a long time

Cenn Obi recites random and cryptic poetry throughout, it’s glorious. Also glorious: the passage that combines the passing on of the lightsaber and the death of Owen and Beru:

“This is a powerful weapon from a better age. Do not point it at your face” said Cenn Obi. With his senses returned Cenn Obi agreed to help the princess and journey east with the messengers. Finn will not leave. Da Thféider’s warriors came to Eogan’s farm. They burned it down and killed Eogan, his wife and his livestock. This is an ill omen for the hospitaller. With right on his side Finn decides to journey with Cenn Obi to Mag Eisleigh.

This is an ill omen for the hospitaller. BRILLIANT.

Look, just go and read the post, to find out about the shining eye of Da Thféider that destroys armies in a single glance, and Finn Aiércoisige’s daring efforts to throw a spear through a small window and knock over a cauldron, thus setting on fire the hostel of Da Thféider.

@abadpoetwithdreams I feel like this would be in your interests. 

Bees swarm in the evil hive
Scum & villainy, no untrue speech,
In the plain of Eisleigh
Are these the messengers you seek?

@deadcatwithaflamethrower HELLO

I still love this.

deadcatwithaflamethrower:

norcumi:

dharmaavocado:

norcumi:

So For Reasons, a friend and I were discussing a scene (not either of
ours) wherein there’s a wedding between
Obi-Wan and Satine. Now, all of my shipping tendencies aside, it
takes an exceedingly skilled author to convince me that
Obi-Wan/Satine works in the long run (let’s be honest here: I
pretty firmly believe that while he loves her, only she is IN love
with him. Yeah, I take the approach of ship-and-let-ship, but I got
my opinions.)

But I had been watching Leverage RIGHT before this conversation. (I met Tara. She seems like fun.)

So of course the whole
scenario strikes me as a fake wedding con. Very fancy, very public,
and I have no idea who Our Heroes are trying to con or why. Maybe
this is to pull Maul out of the woodwork? ::shrugs:: Makes just about
as much sense as anything else. This would be a VERY weird
alternative to the shit what goes down in that arc of messed up in
canon.

Meanwhile, I can’t tell if Satine
is in on the plan, or ignorant of the whole damn thing. The latter
makes me cringe and it’s far too cruel, but when I consider her
being in on matters I want to have her pining after someone else.
Considering I usually pick Padmé for those circumstances, it becomes
an unholy mess.

I have no idea where any of this is
going, nor what it might be, but I’m tossing the plunnie out for
adoption and tagging @dharmaavocado because it might be their jam or at the very
least amuse them. Also for egging me on with regards to Leverage. ❤

First of all I’m so excited you got to Tara. She’s great and I love her. Second, fuck yes this is my jam! I realized I’ve never technically written Satine and Obi-Wan interacting, which is a shame because so much grade A bickering happening.

Satine is definitely the Tara. She spends most of her time in Europe grifting the aristocracy but she pops now and again to help out on a job but mostly to disparage Obi-Wan’s technique. So a con requires a wedding for Plot Reasons and it goes off as well as expected when requiring Satine and Obi-Wan to give heartfelt vows while looking lovingly into each other’s eyes, which is to say Anakin has the entire thing saved on video.

“Those really look like tears of happiness instead of suppressed rage,” he said, passing Ahsoka the popcorn.

“I like how she still insulted your everything,” Ahoska said while Obi-Wan tried to murder them both with his brain.

Skip ahead a few years to happy criminal family and the whole wedding thing happens to come up because Anakin pulled out the video.

“I like your suit,” said Rex, who was an utter bastard. “The blue really brought out your eyes. When’s your anniversary? I’ll get you something nice.”

“You do realize we’re not actually married, right?” he said.

Anakin raised a hand. “Are you sure about that? Because that is definitely a priest pronouncing you man and wife.”

“We’re not Catholic,” Obi-Wan protested.

“And I did get you guys a marriage license. I have a copy somewhere.”

“It was for our fake identities,” Obi-Wan said. “That doesn’t count.”

“Pretty sure the state of New Jersey doesn’t see it like that,” said Anakin, tapping on his phone. “Oh, hey, found your tax returns. She’s been filing jointly for you both. Nice.”

“Excuse me,” said Obi-Wan. “I need to go make a call.”

“Give Satine my love,” said Rex.

And then, obviously, they need to throw another wedding for more Plot Reasons, and hey, technically Satine and Obi-Wan already got married once so might as well go around for the second time.

“Honestly, Obi-Wan,” Satine said as she tucked a stray strand of hair back into place, “you act like you’ve never done this before. Rex, be a dear and fix his tie.”

“My tie looks fine,” he said, but tipped his chin back as Rex straightened it. “Is everyone in place?”

“Yes.” Rex’s touch lingered at the hollow of his throat. “And we’ve made sure Hardcase isn’t in the van with Anakin.”

“Good,” Obi-Wan said. “I’m needed at the alter.”

“The people are expecting a wedding. We shouldn’t disappoint them.”

“You know, Rex,” Satine said in the tone of voice that never meant good things for Obi-Wan, “I did say you should be taking my place for this job.”

Rex stepped back. “No. When we do get married it’s not going to be for a con.”

“You–I–what?” Obi-Wan managed.

“You broke him,” said Satine, delighted.

“You know he doesn’t deal well with feelings,” Rex said, unbearably fond.

Gathering what remained of his dignity, Obi-wan said, “I am going to do my job now as the only professional here.”

“You do that, dear,” said Satine. “Rex, I have a Monet that is going to make the perfect engagement gift.”

The job was a success because they were good at what they did, and afterward Obi-Wan found Rex and asked, “I suppose it’s too much to hope you were just making a joke in poor taste?”

“You know me better than that,” said Rex.

On the other side of the room Anakin rewound the video of the ceremony and said gleefully, “I can’t believe she dipped him!”

“I have one condition,” Obi-Wan said, holding out his hand. “We elope.”

“Done,” said Rex, and let Obi-Wan pull him up and away.

I love you and I love your writing and this is basically made entirely of squee. THANK YOU!

*totally adding to the SQUEE pile*

justgot1:

welkinalauda:

goodqueenalys:

goodqueenalys:

goodqueenalys:

goodqueenalys:

goodqueenalys:

When I find my ship in times of trouble,

Fanfic authors come to me,

Speaking words of wisdom: Ao3.

And when some broken-hearted shippers,

Don’t get a canon otp,

There will be an answer: Ao3.

And in my hour of darkness,

The Archive is in front of me,

With the filter set on “Rated E.”

Ao3… Ay oh threeeeee,

Ay oh three… Yeah Ao3,

Why would you pay for porn when fic is free!?

Adding some of my favorite additions to this because omg some of these are seriously pure 24 karat fucking GOLD!

[holds up lighter]

actualhockeyrobot:

actualhockeyrobot:

actualhockeyrobot:

actualhockeyrobot:

I’m just going to point out that Hall and Murray totally had a Stanley Cup Watch Party so what does everyone think they’re doing right now? Cheering? Freaking out? Wondering if they made this happen? Feeling vindicated because they FUCKING CALLED IT? I NEED TO KNOW.

*sighs* fine I guess I’ll write it

Quick question why are y’all reblogging my resignation

*throws this in the general direction of the fandom* DON’T LOOK AT ME

(also posted here on ao3)

Murray Loves His Dramatic Children

‘Surprised’ is the wrong word. Murray hadn’t exactly expected the Stanley Cup final to end with his favorite former team captain kissing his current team captain, but seeing as it’s Bittle and Zimmermann, it’s not exactly outside the realm of possibility. Zimmermann may have a “Hockey Robot” reputation, but the kid has a flair for the dramatic that’s actually hilarious once you understand his personality. (Game winning goal in the final seconds of final overtime? Really, Jack?) And Eric Bittle iss the living embodiment of thinking with your heart.

“Huh,” says Hall, sitting to his left. He’s the only other person in the bar not completely shocked. “That’s one way to do it.”

Murray snorts. “You expected any different?”

“Not really,” Hall replies, with a smile. “This is kind of our fault, you know.”

“What do you mean ‘kind of’?” Murray laughs. “This is at least seventy percent our fault.”

Keep reading

scifigrl47:

meganmazing:

paul krueger is a true hero

Let’s face it, straight white dudes are so confused and disoriented when canon isn’t about them that they think it’s a mistake that needs to be addressed by tptb.

Go write your “everyone with force powers is descended from one or two key people (who are all white) and Luke is a deadbeat father” fic and shut up now.

Feedback culture is dead, long live feedback culture!

bonehandledknife:

iguanastevens:

AO3, fanfiction, and comments: the system isn’t working. 

Fic authors have a problem with feedback – or rather, with the lack of it. Fanfiction has a notoriously low ratio of comments to hits, and many of us have expressed our frustration that we can get a hundred, two hundred, five hundred, even a thousand views on our stories, but only a handful of readers will leave kudos, let alone comments.   

Unfortunately, this only gets worse for long, multi-chapter stories (aka, the longfics we know, love, and would sell our souls in a second if it meant an update), which also happen to be the stories that authors need the most support to continue and complete. Law of diminishing returns, y’all, and it sucks. 

We’re not here to guilt you into leaving comments.

We want to address the problem by changing the format, and we need your help to do it. 

The goal is to increase the amount of feedback authors get from readers, especially on stories with multiple chapters, and to make it easier for everyone to show how much we love fics. We’re opening a discussion with ao3 to figure out how/if any of these options can be implemented, but first we need options to present! 

Some of our current ideas: 

  • Ability to leave a form of kudos on every chapter, instead of only once on the entire story: this lets authors know that you’re here and you’re reading their updates, so their hard work isn’t getting tossed into the internet void. 
  • Comment templates: suggested comments that can be customized or posted as-is. Many of us draw a blank or get nervous when we try to think of a comment, so having pre-made options will both increase the total level of feedback and serve as practice, making it easier to leave more in-depth comments in the future. 
  • Upvoting/leaving kudos on comments themselves: positive reinforcement makes giving feedback more fun and rewarding, and it lets the author know that readers are present and agreeing with other comments, even if they don’t leave one themselves. 

We’ll contact AO3 to discuss the possibility of adding any of these as native features, and if that won’t work, we’re looking into creating and sharing a user script. 

 What you can do to help: 

  •  As a reader, what would you like to have? What would you be most likely to use? New ideas, opinions on ideas that are listed here, they’re all good. 
  • As a creator, how would you feel about each of these options? Can you think of other ways of receiving or encouraging feedback? 
  • Pros and cons of these (note: our thoughts on this are discussed in this google doc
  • GET THE WORD OUT! Reblog this post, send it to your friends, link to it from your stories. We need as much input and support as possible to get this off the ground. 

Feedback makes for happy authors. Happy authors make for more stories. Let’s keep this part of fandom alive! 

More details about our thoughts, discussions, and ideas can be found in this google doc.

make it easier to quote stuff you like back at the authors 

see: good reads

thoodleoo:

next time some asshole makes fun of fangirls for writing smutfic, i’m gonna show them this cento written by the 4th century poet ausonius where he took lines from vergil, one of the most famous and important poets in western history, and combined them together to make this weird and extremely explicit short pornfic

fanfic: older than print