Thank you very much! I hope to post a little something more in the next day or so! Please look forward to it! :)
Thanks so much! I’m really glad you’re enjoying them. :)
Thank you very much!
Thanks so much! I’m glad you’re enjoying it. :)
Thank you! Glad you’re enjoying it. :)
Holy shit, this is awesome. I’ve been talking with this artist for weeks and she’s been cool enough to do some title pictures for me (and I’ve been slipping a little bit of fan service in my fics *coughDamian/Timcough*). But I didn’t expect this.
…but I did commission something big from her dealing with Earth 81 and the children.
We’re doing it for the children. :D
Show her some love if you get the chance.
Haha! Thanks! I guess my own insomnia put me in good company. :)
NSFW. I’ve gotten so much good art for Earth 81 recently—I’m not worthy. Seriously. I’m blushing. Did you know I was blushing? Gosh.
My artist friend is awesome. I write her Tim/Kon cuteness, she draws me title pictures and, apparently, porn. I had no idea this was going to be such a lucrative business endeavor.
And, yes. I’m totally teasing cocks and lady boners everywhere again. This is foreshadowing for Limited Liability, which I am currently working on.
Hey, thanks! I’m glad you’re having fun in 81. It’s become quite the orgy party over here; I’m happy you decided to stick around. :)
Aw, darling, there’s no shame here. There’s only love and porn and outspoken, well-articulated opinions. Please feel free to speak your mind. As it stands, I give you props for not going anon (which is not to disregard others who don’t feel as comfortable—that’s what the button is there for).
Thank you for the great comment. I try to make my work as realistic and detailed as possible. It just gives the characters more life.
So welcome aboard and enjoy your stay. :)
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Aw, man, which one did it? Which one solidified it? Was it the one about fanfucking? I knew it.
Tim and Kon swing dancing!! This is for you Alan <3 I really can’t wait for the next chapter *_* i will sit here consumed with want until it is done.
If u havn’t read his fic yet, I demand you do it at once!
you can read the first chapter here
-SWOONS-
Ach, this brings my drawing to shammmmmeeeee Dxxx
<3<3<3
I’m virtually incoherent at this particular moment. First of all, I had no idea this existed—you guys have to tell me these things! I’m seriously dense. It’s tragic.
But Tim’s expression…this is so perfect. And the shoes. My god. I just can’t believe you did this. I’m overwhelmed. Thank you so much. <3
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this is for the great and wonderful and absolutely ohmygod-worthy alan who writes the best fucking fanfics ever. like, ever. like, ever. like,
EVER.
and he mentioned he wanted breakfast sex. so, uhh, i attempted it. and i’ve been wanting to write another batboys fic for a while, soooo. here you go.
ohmygodholyfuckingshiti’mnervous
fandom: batman
rating: nc-17
pairing: bruce/jason
You have just sent me to bed with the biggest hard on most lovely images. Please never be afraid to grace me with porn. This was magnificent. They were so perfectly in character. I love their tension. Their action. The insertion of the Batvoice.
Damian and Alfred. Brilliant. He would run interference, wouldn’t he? He would have to; Bruce wouldn’t give a shit about being seen.
And you have systematically destroyed my ability to type. If you only knew how many times I had to hit the backspace just writing this, you would understand my love for this fic.
Thank you so very much. I adore it.
Tumblr is being a bag of cocks, but fear not, this will not keep me from sending my message!
Putting this behind a cut so no one has to have my wall of text on their dash.
Ok, first of all ‘bag of cocks’ had me laughing. What an image. Second, I’m ridiculously sorry about my ask; I don’t know what’s come over it. Maybe it just couldn’t hold its alcohol, or something. Thank you for taking the chance and posting this publicly for me to see.
I’ve read this three times. I’m amazed. And floored. And other adjectives and adverbs that essentially amount to me being embarrassed and humbled and shocked.
Because I never thought I’d have this kind of impact. I always wished for someone like you describe here when I was growing up. I didn’t have anyone I could really relate to until I hit college. The internet wasn’t around and being gay wasn’t cool; it was a life-threatening reality.
I can’t believe you think I’m that person.
I have a close lesbian friend who grew up in Virginia and, while that’s not even considered deep South, she’s told me horror stories. It wasn’t easy where I’m from, but just traveling southward or westward, I’ve come across my fair share of intense hatred and prejudice. I just don’t understand how people can hold so tightly to so much hate. It must be incredibly painful to be so bitter all the goddamn time.
On that front, all I can really say is get the hell out as fast as you can. It’s not easy. I won’t say ‘it gets better’ because you’re obviously suffering now. And for that, I’m sorry. There are parts of this country (and the world) that are stuck in some sadistic Dark Age. I don’t get it; we’re all human. They give lip service to the phrase ‘love makes the world go ‘round’. And yet. Who we love somehow defines us. Makes us more and makes us less. As though who I kiss is the culmination of all that I am.
I am so happy that I can offer you a positive perspective. I can tell you with honesty that there are places where it doesn’t matter who you love. Where you don’t have to be afraid. (And I can give you specific locations if you actually want them). They’re too few, in my opinion, but they’re a start. And winning New York last month, while it won’t silence all the anger-driven assholes, is a major achievement that’s long overdue.
If there’s anything else I can give you to help, just let me know. I’m honoured to be of service. :)
As far as my coming out…I wish I could say I did it with confidence and finesse, but in actuality, I was found out. I kissed a boy at school in the ninth grade and a teacher saw me. A phone call later, and my life was a living hell.
My father was confused, but somehow ok. My mother still isn’t ok with it. Her way of coping was to introduce my first boyfriend to her friends as my brother. A few holidays in a row, we got matching sweaters. How fucked up is that?
Everyone’s family deals differently. I wish there was a standardized guide to this shit. My only advice to you would be—don’t do it until you are safely somewhere else that they don’t directly affect you. Like living on your own (I have no idea how old you are, I’m sorry for the assumption). Where you aren’t dependent on them so if the worst case scenario does occur, it doesn’t completely fuck up your life.
On the other hand, if you think they’d understand, it’s always worth a shot. I know some bisexual friends whose parents find their comfort in the fact that they’re still attracted to the opposite gender. (Because life is only worth living if we procreate…yeesh). You know your family best. Just please, be careful.
Thank you so much for your kind words. I hope I can continue to offer you a safe place to be yourself. :)
Love,
-Alan
Aw, hey, thanks. I just want to be a good, positive role model. My own child/young adulthood really sucked. If I can help out at all, I’m more than happy to. I’ll drag all my crappy experiences and bullshit out from under the bed if it gives just one person something to relate to.
And my mother…just is. We see each other on holidays (there are too many in Judaism. Too fucking many.) but aside from that, kind of stay out of each other’s way. But J’s family loves me. So I suppose I’ve been adopted. :)
You weren’t at the funeral. People asked about you.
Dick really fucked up with Jason. Both Bruce and Dick...
“Bruce,please. Let me in.”
Jason boosting Bruce’ s tires.
