That Steven Universe/Les Miserables fic is done! Who wants a read?
Rating: PGprobably
Fandom: Steven Universe/Les Miserables, sort of Summary: In order to impress Pearl, Mayor Dewey attempts a one-man production of famed musical Les Miserables.
Exactly what you would expect to happen, probably, happens.
“He was frightfully ugly; the prettiest shoe-binder of that period, Irma
Boissy, revolting at his ugliness, had uttered this sentence: ‘Grantaire
is impossible,’ but Grantaire’s self-conceit was not disconcerted.“
It’s not easy to motivate others when you’re a human slouch, but R is willing to put in the hard work of not really caring either way. A birthday present for my Lovely Wife.
I love that you actually GAVE me this on time, in a frame and everything, but didn’t POST it until now. I feel this speaks to the soul of the piece, really.
Also Enjolras’ horrified face at the defiance of Cockade Physics is so great.
Today’s meant to be Fanfiction Writers Appreciation Day! So I picked out three fanfics that I love (and have loved for a while), from three different fandoms, to rec to you!
Star Wars: Family Portrait by Fernwithy
Obi-Wan and Anakin,
along with Siri Tachi, are assigned to impersonate a family to
investigate a crime on the world of Malkiri, where the Jedi are hated.
“Watch out,” Siri said, “Obi-Wan is about to be dull.”
“A cover story really ought to be dull,” Obi-Wan told her patiently,
but in a pointed tone of voice. “We don’t necessarily want people
asking a lot of curious questions. And, Siri, if it’s all the same to
you, the Code forbids me to take more than one padawan at a time, and it
is more productive for me to be instructing Anakin than instructing
you.“
Siri recognized the insult well enough, and fell silent. Anakin
didn’t know exactly what to do; Siri was his friend and he knew he
should defend her honor, but Obi-Wan was his Master, and it would be as
big an insult to correct him.
This is the best Star Wars fanfic I’ve ever read, still, and I read it years and years ago. It’s full of incredible characterisation and great details and bone-chilling hints to the future. I love it. It’s basically canon to me.
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The Lord of the Rings: The Care and Feeding of Hobbits by Baylor
Ruminations on the Little People, by Boromir, Man of Gondor
“Oh,
certainly, Frodo has Took blood, but his mother was a Brandybuck, of
course, so he and I are related several times over through both lines,”
Merry replies. “He is first cousin to my father, making him my first
cousin once removed, coming down from Gorbadoc and Mirabella. But since
Mirabella is also my maternal great-great-aunt, as well as my paternal
great-grandmother, Frodo also is my second cousin once removed, and
because Rosa Baggins, one of old Balbo’s granddaughters, married
Hildigrim Took, we are also third cousins once removed, again on the
Took side.”
I really could not come up with an adequate response
to this recitation if my life depended on it. Beside me, Gandalf mutters
in my ear, with unseeming delight at my bewilderment, “We will expect
you to recount all of that later, Boromir, so I hope you have committed
it to memory.”
This is a beautiful little fanfic about Boromir and his relationship with the Hobbits, especially Merry and Pippin. If you turn it down because you don’t like first-person fic, screw you!
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Les Miserables:And Yet Are Orphans by ryfkah
For lack of anything better to do, Azelma pays a visit to her brother.
Gavroche was regarding her now with a little more attention. “Where’s ‘Ponine? Still in lockup?”
“Eponine’s
in love,” said Azelma, morosely. “She trails around after a mad student
looking like this –” She gaped with her mouth and used her thumbs to
pull down the hollows of her eyes.
Gavroche rocked with laughter. “Poor ‘Ponine! Her belly’s rumbling, that’s all, and she thinks it’s her heart.”
This is honestly one of the best fics in the fandom I think, and made even better because it’s about characters who are written about so rarely. There are sibling relationships that feel heartbreakingly real! Feuilly shows up! The last line is devastating! (Or it was to me.)
