I read a short horror story collection written by lgbtq+ authors, and by god was most of it shit, but that will not, and cannot stop me from making my dollar do double duty for the pursuit of progress. Buy books by and about trans people! Look into publishing houses which are invested in telling LGBTQ stories, and by god stop buying media that gives money to holocaust deniers.
“Judith,” Lyris argued, stepping forward and taking one of her hands. She folded it between her own. Judith looked down at it for a moment, the distant memory of the sight from a time long ago reforming in her mind. Lyris ducked her head a bit until their eyes connected again. “We have to keep this crew safe. We are their only chance–do you understand?”
“This isn’t about the crew.”
“Yes it is,” Lyris insisted. “And it’s also about you.”
“I don’t understand,” Judith pleaded.
“You will,” the Commander replied, squeezing her hand. “I promise, you will. But I have to get them out. I have to get you out, Judith. No matter the cost.”
“Ithaca is dying, Lyris,” Judith said weakly.
Lyris’ grip on her hand became crushing. She raised her chin, her jaw jutting outward and tensing in the seconds before she spoke. The voltaic growl when she did sent a shiver through to Judith’s core.
“And I’ll make her rend every fleck of metal from my bones before I let her take you with her.”
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Synopsis:
When Lieutenant Judith Quinn is jolted out of stasis by Commander Lyris to find their starship crippled and adrift, she’s dragged into a nightmare unlike any she’s ever known. But as they work to piece together what brought Ithaca to her knees and salvage what remains, Judith feels an unsettling shift in her Commander. The woman she once knew—once loved—is different, marked by the accident that drove them apart, burdened by the augmentations that keep her together, and driven by a desperation that feels frighteningly personal.
As the ship descends into ruin and old feelings transform into a lifeline, Judith must confront the disturbing realization that the real danger may lie not in the wreckage surrounding them, but in how much of herself she will abandon to reconnect with what matters the most.
“People are staring,” Judith choked out, her mouth going dry. “Forget about them,” Lyris replied, steering Judith's head back to her shoulder. “You say that like it’s easy,” Judith muttered, even as she felt herself falling back into the strange safety of the embrace. “It’s hard not to wonder what they’re seeing.” “You're beautiful, and I’m different,” Lyris said, sounding more terse this time. The gruff timbre of her voice rumbled through every point of contact, a formidable cadence that suggested she wasn’t entirely unaffected by Judith’s admission. “They're going to stare because they don't understand.”
This story is insanely good. I’ve been beta reading this thing since early in it’s conception, and here we are, not even a year later, and the first season is complete.
The story is composed of a lovely mix of fantasy themes, acts of heroism with plenty of shenanigans within, witty humor, fantastic representation, and compelling storytelling. I was hooked on this story since day one, and I cannot express in words how proud I am of how far it’s come.
With picking up this story be ready for an action packed, fluff filled journey of four eccentric and relatable teenagers going on a pilgrimage through a beautifully developed fantasy world to find themselves and grow closer as a group.
If you like adventure, fantasy, found family, fluff, some good angst, and fantastic storytelling from a witty up-and-coming author written with love and care, then this story is for you. And I assure you- you are in for a treat.
Yo, this probably isn't gonna get any attention, but I got this really neat story I wrote and I wanna share. It's called Glory of The Fallen, and it's about this boy named Elliott Zephyr who is something called a Wing (an elf with bird wings). The Wing banished these other people called Umbra underground some three thousand years ago because they're demons and use dark magic, and so they've been there for centuries.
Now of course, this is when Protagonist Syndrome kicks in and Elliott falls into this underground world in a freak accident, immediately almost dying, but being saved by three Umbra. Who are NOT evil by nature, as it turns out.
Basically me putting my gay realization journey in a fantasy world via a child who is my desired gender. No, wait, his boyfriend is my desired gender. Because yeah, they're all gay, of course they are. Tiberius is a nonbinary icon cause no one knows What They Are.
Anyways, if you wanna check it out, here's a link, PLEASE REBLOG, I want people to read this whole ass novel so people pay attention when book 2 is done. So yeah. GO FORTH AND READ MY MIND ANIMATIC FANFICTION!