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Jul 16

10 Fanfiction Stories I Want to Read

Today, let’s talk about fanfiction.

fanfiction

I like stories. I like them a lot. I like them so much that I write my own and a lot of the time, I read the stories of others. Because of my love and fascination with stories, I spend a lot of time thinking about fictional characters and what they do outside of the actual canonical story. (As well as thinking about what fictional career I would like.) For that very reason, I’m bringing you a list of 10 fanfiction stories I want to read. So, if you come across any of these on the internet, know that you are obligated by law to send me a link.

And with that, let’s get to it!

fanfiction draco malfoy

The Malfoys being tried for their war crimes.

Any society that has a list of “unforgivable curses” naturally must also have a list of unforgivable war crimes. And I find it hard to believe that anyone who helped the Dark Lord rise to power and called themselves a Death Eater wouldn’t be tried for those crimes. I would also like to read about the Malfoys when they are locked up at the wizarding version of Guantanamo.

And I wouldn’t be mad if this was made into an attraction in the Wizarding World of Harry Potter.

Bilbo Baggins - fanfiction

Bilbo workshopping There and Back Again in an Elven MFA program.

Sure, the elves are basically the purest and most godlike creatures in Middle Earth, but that doesn’t stop me from assuming that they are pretentious, judgmental assholes when it comes to the creative writing workshop table. I bet Bilbo brings his book into the room and takes his place at the round table, then Celebrimbor and Glorfindel start tearing his work apart by saying all those shitty things that assholes say in workshops.

In this particular story, Celebrimbor is the goody two-shoes who wants the professor to love him, so he says shit like, “You have to learn the rules first, then you can break them. So you have to be aware of the tradition before you transfer the role of the hero to Bard the Bowman.” Then, Glorfindel is the asshat who would want Bilbo to take out any sort of so-called feminine qualities from the book, like when the dwarves help clean up the kitchen after the unexpected party. He’d also want Beorn to be more of a Bukowski sad sack character.

Downton Abbey - fanfiction

Lady Edith enjoying a moment of happiness at Downton Abbey.

So, I haven’t seen the final season of Downton yet, and I don’t know if I can take any more emotional roller coaster rides with Julian Fellowes at the control panel, just laughing maniacally as everything I love turns to absolute shit. But I do know this: Lady Edith deserves to be happy.

Lady Edith deserves to be happy. Click To Tweet

And I don’t care what form that takes. So, if she isn’t an ecstatic ball of joviality in the sixth season, then I’ma need someone to pen a tale where Edith sits on a merry-go-round with her kid and eats cotton candy while the air is a perfect 72 degrees and no one gets a sunburn.

Fanfiction - star trek

Lieutenant Commander Data attempting to install the newest iOS update.

(YES I KNOW HE’S AN ANDROID SO YOU THINK HE PROBABLY USES THE ANDROID PLATFORM BUT THIS IS FANFICTION SO GET UP OFF THIS ALSO YOU’RE CRAZY IF YOU THINK THAT THERE AREN’T APPLE PRODUCTS ALL UP IN THAT STARSHIP ENTERPRISE.)

Anyway, I just imagine he wouldn’t have enough memory to do the update initially, then he’d put it off, just like you do when you don’t want to update your phone in the middle of the day. But then, when he isn’t expecting it, Data would accidentally hit the update button, and then boom! He’d be out, installing that update in the middle of a critical mission, and you can bet that Q would be a real dick about it.

Peaky Blinders - Fanfiction

The Shelby family confronting a business partner/enemy using nothing but the phrase “Are you laughing at my brother?!”

Admittedly, I’m a little sad that the third season of Peaky Blinders isn’t just six straight hours of the Shelby brothers saying this over and over as they fight their enemies and marry each other off to gypsies. (Though, I do understand why the creators of the show chose not to do this.) Anyway, remember that scene in season 1, episode 4 of The Wire where they only use variations of the word “fuck?” For reference, also obviously NSFW:

I want to read a scene where the Shelby brothers confront someone, and only use the phrase “Are you laughing at my brother?!” I don’t care who they are beating up or why they are. I just want this to happen.

Fast and the Furious - fanfiction

The Toretto Family getting kicked off the go-karts at a fun park.

I mean, because obviously they would be. You can get kicked off the go-karts at Celebration Station here in Oklahoma City for the smallest transgression. (Not that I would know or anything, or that I’ve accidentally caught a go-kart on fire.) Naturally the Torettos proclivity for flips and drifting would get them kicked out fast, thus ruining the birthday party of little Jack O’Conner.

Don’t worry, though. Uncle Dom and Aunt Letty would make it up to Jack by giving a Power Wheels car to ride around in. And naturally, they’ve modified it to go faster.

Huckleberry Finn - fanfiction

Huckleberry Finn making out with me.

This is a long-standing literary crush. I WILL NOT APOLOGIZE FOR THIS.

This is a long-standing literary crush. I WILL NOT APOLOGIZE FOR THIS. Click To Tweet

Also, if you have an inexplicable love for all things Huck Finn, I sincerely recommend that you check out Band of Robbers. It will definitely intensify your infatuation.

Avengers - Fanfiction

The Avengers picking out a game room couch at Ikea.

If you thought tensions were high in Captain America: Civil War, that’s nothing compared to the flaring tempers in an Ikea. And you know what? Even though they’ve all actually experienced the world nearly ending multiple times, I bet that Hawkeye would feel like it really was ending if the gang didn’t get the purple sectional, just as I’m sure Black Widow would prefer the black patent leather chaise. And whatever the crew ended up buying, I’m sure it would at some point be smashed by the Hulk. Only he wouldn’t really be angry. It would just be an excuse for him to get rid of the couch that he didn’t really like.

Waiting for Godot - fanfiction

Vladimir and Estragon finally meeting Godot, and agreeing they never want to see him again.

As an English major, I think I was forced to read Waiting for Godot roughly 63,497 times during my tenure as an undergrad. For this reason, I have often thought about what sort of turn the play would take if Didi and Gogo were to actually meet Godot. I have thus concluded that those two lovable tramps wouldn’t enjoy his company, and stand him up next time, only to be found waiting in a more ridiculous location, like a DMV line or camping out for tickets to a Star Wars movie.

Batman - Fanfiction

A Batman story that doesn’t dwell on the death of Bruce’s parents.

I’m not sure why, but pretty much every Batman movie ever has to have the terrible scene where we see Bruce’s parents get shot. And I’m not saying that this isn’t a formative experience for little Brucie, but I am saying that it’s definitely not what makes him Batman. It’s important, but I’m pretty sure his training with Ra’s al Ghul is a little more important. Also, his time spent with Alfred is also important. (Thanks to Fox’s Gotham for showing how Bruce and Alfred get on after Thomas and Martha die.)

And I get that seeing how Bruce witnessed the murder of his parents is supposed to make us feel sympathy for him. But it kind of does the opposite. He had enough money that he could live in complete comfort for his whole life. Other kids in that situation would’ve been bounced between relatives and foster homes until they turned 18 and were no longer anyone’s problem.

And let’s be real. Batman’s origin story has been done to death.

Batman's origin story has been done to death. Click To Tweet

I would really like to see a story that goes into detail about how he does restorative yoga to heal his body after superhero-ing all day, or about how pissed off Alfred is that Bruce can never remember to use a goddamn coaster.

So what about you? What fanfiction are you dying to see/read?


18
Apr 16

The Halfway Point: Intentional April Check-In

Here I am at the halfway point for my intentional April.

Intentional April

(Yes, I know Friday was the halfway point of intentional April. But this spring is pulling me in a million different directions. With research papers to grade, an interview for a summer tutoring position, and OKC Litfest all converging together last weekend, well…I delayed this post.)

I’m proud to say that, for the most part, things are going well. I don’t feel like these changes have changed the way I feel at all, which is okay. I’m just happy to stick to something. Plus, we are smack dab in the middle of the most stressful time of the year for a writing instructor (grading 116 research papers may actually kill me), so I don’t expect to feel rejuvenated and full of energy. I’m really just trying not to buckle under stress and use retail therapy or fast food as a coping mechanism. And to that end, I’m succeeding.

Also, I went into this month knowing that I would probably trip up here and there. I think perfection is impossible, and it’s not like you can change an ingrained habit overnight. So, when I have slipped up, I haven’t been hard on myself for it. There’s no reason to punish myself for not being perfect when I’m just trying to get better. Instead, every time I’ve transgressed, I’ve just thought of Alfred Pennyworth encouraging Bruce Wayne in the Christopher Nolan movies, and it’s helped immensely.

(How much do you think it would cost to have Sir Michael Caine follow me around all day and give me words of encouragement? Since this is technically for my mental health, do you think insurance would cover it?)

So, in the interest of accountability, I’ll let you know how I’ve been doing on my intentional April goals. Fair warning: I haven’t undergone some fantastic change. Like, I didn’t go into this month a torpid lump of a fast food-loving caterpillar who is now in the cocoon of self-discovery, and will emerge at the end of the month as a self-aware individual who can read Goop and find the recipes not only relevant, but delicious.

That is definitely not the case. But in the interest of truth and keeping it real, I’ll tell you where I’m at with the four goals I set for myself this month.

Alcohol

I have not had a drop all month. This was probably the easiest thing to give up. I’m not a very good drinker, which is to say that I usually need to go to bed halfway through a glass of wine. But intentionally choosing not to drink has still been a bit of a challenge, just because I want to have a drink when other people do. And we attended Norman’s Art Walk this week, which you know is full of free alcohol. But I didn’t have any.

Admittedly, this is one that I don’t plan to keep going after this month. In fact, as soon as the semester ends, I plan to sit on the patio at The Mont sipping swirls with friends. But it is nice to know that if I want to stop drinking for a month, I totally can and it’s super easy.

Spontaneous Spending

Spending has probably been the second easiest thing to give up. I’ve been reading about Cait’s 2-year shopping ban, and have been really inspired. And while I’m not quite ready to do a ban on all shopping, I’d really like to try a shorter one. And if I’m being honest, it’s going to be harder than I thought, because I haven’t exactly kept to the no spending thing this month. (Intentional April is hard.)

Here’s all the money I’ve spent this month on non-necessities:

  • Tea with Ashley at Gray Owl
  • Coffee with Mari before we attended a workshop (the ticket for this purchased prior to April)
  • Adina mentioned that she had finished her second book, and I’m all about gothic mysteries and helping out other blogger/writers
  • Chicken tenders in the student union on Thursday, April 14 (I COULDN’T BE STOPPED AND IT NEEDED TO HAPPEN)
  • Subway with Lindsey for lunch during the OKC Litfest

Junk Food

So, as you see above, I had some chicken tenders. And fries. I regret nothing. I was honestly so tired of salads, and sometimes you just need a little something deep fried to soothe your soul. I refuse to be down on myself about this though, because leading up to it, I was incredibly healthy. (We’re talking chia seeds and spinach and cage-free eggs.) So, overall, it’s still a win, because in March, it’s likely I would eat chicken fingers and fries, a burger, pizza, and ice cream all in the same week.

And, because I’m being honest here, I didn’t have the healthiest menu option at Subway when I met with Lindsey for lunch. And I had a free blueberry muffin at OKC Litfest. But t’s only because I was so tired of saying no to free baked goods, which I did at the workshop I went to with Mari.

Okay, and on Sunday the tenth, I totally had homemade waffles. But like, if the love of your life offers to make waffles on a Sunday morning, you don’t say no. Also, I feel like I can technically blame this one on Chris. He’s the one that made the waffles.

Let me say that I thoroughly enjoyed all the junk I consumed this intentional April, even though I said I wasn’t going to. Sure, it may not be intentional, but it is in keeping with my overall goal of enjoying everything I eat in 2016. So as long as I’m keeping with at least one goal, I call it a win.

Not Staying Up and Not Sleeping In

Going to bed at the right time and waking up at the right time has been the hardest thing. I’m sure it is for others as well. There’s a lot to do in the day, and when I have to grade papers on top of everything else, it’s hard to fit it all in. For this reason, I haven’t been attending yoga regularly. Sure, I miss it like crazy. And if it were an hour earlier, I would still be going. But I have to wake up early and get a jump on grading so I can finish it all before finals week. Currently, I have approximately 100 hours worth of grading that I need to complete by May 9. That’s about 33 hours of extra work a week on top of what I normally have. So, I’m trying to fit it all in where I can and early in the morning is the best time. If I wait until the evening, I will just fall asleep.

And while I had intended to get to the gym and do a lot more working out, this is probably not the best month for it. Mental exhaustion is hard enough without starting a new workout regimen. Judge me if you want, but my mental health means more to me than the opinions of people on the internet. So once papers are all graded, I’ll be back to my morning yoga classes, as well as getting in some cardio.

In other news, I’ve prepped my meals for this week, and I’m excited to continue on through my intentional April. What about you? How are you being intentional this month?