Lucy (heyspibsy) and I will be answering questions about Landslide now, finally, because we waited 5 days to try to avoid spoiling people. IF YOU HAVEN’T READ YET and would like to avoid spoilers, block the tag “landslide spoilers.”
Nope! The ending is the ending-ending. We just like ambiguous endings. :)
AND HERE’S THE SERIES ANNOUNCEMENT!: Originally, what Lucy and I had planned for our bigbang was a big fic of 12 different historical AUs, one for every decade between 1900-2010, but then we started on the 1970s AU that became “Landslide” and, well, we’re us so it got really long and intense. However, we’re still pumped about all of the other decades’ AUs that we have planned, so we’re just going to make it a series of long, developed historical AUs! All of them are going to be Harry/Louis, but the main plots, settings, side characters, side pairings, themes, etc. will be different and will fit the decade(s) in which they’re set. (I AM SO EXCITED TO WRITE THESE. LIKE. I AM SO EXCITED TO WRITE THEM.)
IT’S POSTED!! FORMAL POST COMING LATER PROBABLY BUT ENJOY!!!!!!!!!!
Of course I’m still writing Harry/Louis fics! I just posted one on Christmas, haha. :)
Story Title: “The Five Letters Harry Wrote Louis, and the One He Sent “
Summary: Louis has been a part of Harry’s life since before he was born.
Warnings: Mentions of bullying. I think that’s it?
Story Wordcount: 6,590
Disclaimer: I don’t own anything. No claim of knowledge or veracity is made towards anyone in the story and no aspersions or claims of character are to be inferred. We have no connection nor permissions from One Direction, X-Factor, Simon Cowell, SyCo Inc., Sony, ITV, or Columbia Records. No libel intended.
Notes: IT’S NOT TOO LATE TO POST CHRISTMAS FIC. This is for the lovely TichMarie as part of Keysmash’s Spread the Love Holiday Exchange! I hope this somewhat fills the prompt you wanted, and that you had a wonderful holiday season. :) ILY!
( Read on AO3! )
( Read on LJ! )
Can people please report “http://www.wattpad.com/story/7245793-our-little-angel-larry-stylinson-1d" to Wattpad? It’s Milliefic under a different title. Milliefic is copyrighted with a CCL, so it’d be reporting as a "copyright violation." Thanks.
This round is called, “try to guess what kind of AU this is.” (If you’re one of the two people we’ve told, don’t spoil it.)
And then he’s naked, with a man he loves, surrounded by glass and snow.
It’s really beautiful when Harry lets himself stop thinking. There’s nothing in the world but the two of them and snowflakes. Harry can let himself believe that.
Louis must get caught up in it, too, the softness of it and the rounded edges and the not-quite-real but real-enoughness of it, because he blinks slowly as Harry undoes the long line of buttons down his flannel shirt and murmurs, “I love you too, you know.”
Harry believes it. He believes it like this, just the two of them in the world.
When Harry pushes Louis’ shirt off his shoulders, he lets his fingers trail and touch every strand of scar, every dark tattoo, every inch of skin. He bends to press his lips to the rough round remnants of gunshot wounds that he still can’t explain, and Louis lets him, for once, just carding his fingers through Harry’s hair.
Last year (in October of 2012), I did a survey of over 1500 One Direction fans about their feelings on RPF, 1D, and 1D RPF to help inform an essay that I was writing an anthology produced by Smart Pop Books. That anthology is now coming out in December of this year! And I went to Comic-Con to speak on 1D RPF’s behalf in the “Why Fanfiction Is Taking Over the World” panel!
And that survey from a year ago is SO OUT-OF-DATE FOR WHERE FANDOM IS NOW.
With that in mind, I set up a follow-up survey asking the same questions to see, ahem, “Where We Are.” I had an amazing number of responders last year (all 1500+ were within the first 48 hours!) and I would love to be able to show the same kind of statistics this year, when I can finally reveal the outcomes of both surveys on the day of the book release. A lot of the time, mainstream media portrays One Direction fandom as a monolith, and an ugly, in-the-way, illogical, immoveable one, at that. The survey from last year demonstrates aspects of singularity, to be sure, but also shows a moving towards differentiation. I’m really interested to see what a new survey would show, a year on, after 1D and their fandom have had so much more exposure — especially regarding fanfiction and fannish topics.
In case you weren’t around last year, and because I think it needs reiterating, here’s some of what I said about the initial survey and the purpose of the essay:
I don’t want to make anyone look “crazy,” and I don’t aim to make fun of anyone. I’m not actually going to touch on WHY anyone ships what they ship, so Elounor fans, don’t worry, and Larry Stylinson fans, you don’t have to worry either. As an academic, even an academic of fandom, I’m ship-neutral. Ziam shippers, you’re cool, too; Nosh, you keep doin’ what you do.
I’m in the fandom. I’ve written hundreds of thousands of words of Harry/Louis fic and I write crackships and whatever else, so don’t worry that I’m going to sell anyone out. I’m not. And I’m going to try — TRY — to keep things behind the Fourth Wall as best as I can because holy shit I don’t want anyone in 1D to find my blog, either.
What I want to write about, and what I’m planning to write about, is how the convention of real-person fanfiction has been around since Shakespeare’s time and how all celebrity culture is, in some way, a similar offset of RPF. How real-person shipping happens every day in the tabloids and has been a part of celebrity culture since there have been people slightly more famous than others.
“Based on a true story”? FANFICTION.
“May resemble persons living or dead”? FANFICTION.
“Rumor has it that _____ is dating the hot young _____, whose movie is out next week?” FANFICTION.
Obviously, though, there IS a difference between the pages of People magazine and the depths of the NC-17 section of any particular fandom’s fic comm, so I’m going to try to explain that in the most academic, shipping-neutral way that I can that still feels honest to me. I love fanfiction. I fucking do! I fucking love fanfiction. I love fanfiction smut and I love fanfic writers and I love fanfic readers and I love shipping and I love getting excited about seeing “signals” that I know in my heart aren’t actually there and I love having fun in fandom. I want to use this opportunity to the best that I can to show that fanfiction is about the love and affection that the writers and readers and fans feel for the subjects of the story and how it’s a good, and helpful, and empowering thing… when it’s done right.
So please take this year’s survey and spread the link around! I’m hoping to write a follow-up essay on the ways that 1D fandom is, actually, NOT the hivemind that mainstream media chooses to portray it as, and having a new set of data to compare would be an immense boon.
That is where this link comes in. I need to get statistics on some 1D Fanfiction-related things? It is 100% anonymous. I have no idea who you are. There is nothing being asked that could identify you, and nothing that could embarrass you. Please, please, please take the survey linked above and please, please, please BE HONEST.
And think of it as a way to set the record straight. This is not Storyboard. This is not GQ, or the Daily Dot, or Channel 4. This is the story of One Direction fanfiction and how much it means to the community of people involved. And for once, the writer of the piece will be one of us.
I’m turning my Ask box back on if you have questions about specifics involved with the book.
Fandom: One Direction
Story Title: “Eggs and Stallions”
Summary: TIMESTAMP FOR May You Enjoy Your New Life. Takes place in the June following the final chapter, when Millie is five years old. “Well, it’s a good thing then that next weekend is Muppie’s Day, isn’t it?”
Warnings: Some references to off-screen sexual activity.
Story Wordcount: 6,000
Disclaimer: I don’t own anything. No claim of knowledge or veracity is made towards anyone in the story and no aspersions or claims of character are to be inferred. I have no connection nor permissions from One Direction, X-Factor, Simon Cowell, SyCo Inc., Sony, ITV, or Columbia Records. No libel intended.
Notes: Requested as an outtake by ladzfm. Request a Milliefic outtake by submitting a picture to my Tumblr.
( Eggs and Stallions @ AO3 )
“Good morning, little bean,” Harry says. His face brightens incandescent as he takes in what day it is, and why Millie is standing in front of his bed with a messy decoupaged tray of food. “Is that for me?”
“It is for you,” Millie confirms. “Because it is Father’s Day.”
“Thank you so much,” Harry says, and he sounds a little weepy and awed. “Do you need help getting that up here?”
“Muppie can help me,” Millie says with a nod, and Louis holds the tray for her until she’s heaved herself up onto their tall bed. Harry is kissing her face all over when Louis slides the tray so that it covers both of their laps.
“What’s all this?” Harry asks Millie, putting an arm around her shoulders. Millie immediately cuddles into his side, small and warm against his ribs, and sticks two fingers in her mouth to play with the empty spaces her baby teeth left behind as she tells him about learning to make omelets at school, and that there’s a card for him somewhere in her knapsack. Louis smiles gently at the both of them, their dark curly heads bent together as Harry cuts the omelet in two to share with his baby, and swallows around the kernel of emotion caught in his throat.
“Come on,” he whispers to Reggie, nudging her with his foot. Just before the door closes, Pooper-Scooper streaks through it and twines herself around Louis’ legs, only friendly with him when she can sense that he’s about to fill the feed bowls. “I’ll feed you in the kitchen, you mutt. Let’s let them be.”
The omelet is underseasoned and the filling a little raw in the middle, but since it’s only vegetables and Harry doesn’t need more salt, anyway, it’s the best thing Harry’s ever eaten. Millie giggles happily around her messy mouthfuls of food as she tells him about the secret shopping trips and cooking adventures at the Teasdale-Atkins’ with Muppie and Auntie Lou.
Harry kisses the side of her head again. “Where is your Muppie now? Where’s his omelet? Did you make him a card?”
“No,” Millie says. “He is not my daddy, and it’s is Father’s Day.”
Harry’s heart sinks in his chest, and it’s a cold letdown from the enamored warmth he’s had since he woke up. “Oh, Millie. We have to make your muppie a card, at least.”
“But it’s is Father’s Day,” Millie insists. Her eyes are round. “You are my daddy.”
“Right,” Harry says softly. He taps an absent melody with his fingertips on the back of Millie’s little hand. “Well, it’s a good thing then that next weekend is Muppie’s Day, isn’t it?”
Fandom: One Direction
Story Title: May You Enjoy Your New Life
“It begins for them all at the bungalow – after Liam’s gone out to be a hero and run back inside scared again and they discover they’ve lost the key, so they pull all of the mattresses into a pile in the middle of the room. They’re sitting in a half-circle (so no one has to put his back to the door, just in case that cow really is a murderer) and Louis says,
‘Alright, time to lay out the cards. We’re in this together and hopefully, for the long haul, yeah? So I think – you know, we should just be honest. It’s deal-breakers time. That thing that like, if we’re gonna hate you or something, just tell us all now.’”
When One Direction begins, Harry Styles is a sixteen-year-old boy foundering under the pressure of impending fatherhood. His ability to balance the sobering responsibility of caring for his tiny daughter, Millie, and the exhilaration of seeing his own dreams coming to fruition affects not only his future, but those of Liam, Zayn, Niall, and Louis, who never expected fealty to be the key to their success. But Liam is the first to show him how to grow up without growing old, and Zayn is the first to defend from the public what is private and precious. Louis — Louis is the first for a lot of things; for most of the moments of Millie’s life and for the moments of Harry’s that matter. And Niall is the first to toast when Millie is born: Go maire sibh bhur saol nua — ‘may you enjoy your new life.’
AND TO CELEBRATE MOVING TO AO3 (and my first 1,000 kudos there — thanks, people) —
REQUEST A MYEYNL EXTRA! Submit a MYEYNL-esque photo on my Tumblr (no text prompts) and I will write you a MYEYNL outtake, timestamp, or scene coda. They may be short (but at least 100 words) or long, depending on how much time and inspiration I have.