If I end up giving in to my curiosity, I definitely will! I did peep the writers instagram and it didnt give me great hope, but I admit I'm judgy about mommy bloggers.
Like, I know that Eerie is not the massive fandom we might like it to be, but how do you publish something that straight up takes place in a town that is an existing IP, that is the NAME of that IP?
I feel like I have seen this title before now,which it it's been floating around since 2013 makes sense, but if I did I never posted or at least tagged it before.
Is Kindle Serial still a thing, where you publish in installmenta? Or did i make that up? Hmm, Amazon gives me the category nothing in it, looks like it's not a thing anymore.
[Note: The author of this comment has not actually read 50 Shades of Grey.] . . . . . .
When college student and part-time paranormal investigator Marshall Tyler interviews the man known only as Mr. X, heir to the planet's largest technology empire, he finds himself instantly drawn to the enigmatic billionaire with the prematurely grey hair and tattooed hands. By the end of their meeting, he's not sure what he wants more: X's secrets, or the man himself.
X knows letting the young investigator into his life is dangerous. Marshall threatens to expose every secret—both otherworldly and erotic—X needs to protect. Still, he finds himself driven by an overwhelming need to see Marshall again. To see him, to possess him, and to control him.
As X submits to his darkest desires, Marshall submits to him. The two begin a passionate affair that soon threatens the very nature of reality itself…
***
"Oh my god!" Janet threw down the manuscript, thoroughly scandalized. "At least do a better job of disguising the names. What if Marshall sees this?"
"I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about," said Sara Sue, only pulling off a reasonable innocent face because half of it was, as usual, hidden by her hair. "It's a very common first name."
"Right. And paranormal investigator is a very common profession. I'm sure it's all just a coincidence." Unable to stop herself, Janet picked the thing back up, flipped to a random page, and read:
It's for the mission, I tell myself, as he takes me over his knee. His upper body strength is impressive, almost parabelievable.
This isn't happening.
"I'm going to punish you," X says, his voice a seductive growl, "and then I'm going to use you. And then we're going to discuss the future consequences of you messing with my stuff without permission ever again."
I try not to squirm as he runs one of those strangely marked hands over my naked backside.
And then he lifts it and brings back it down on my exposed flesh. Hard.
I gasp.
Holy corn.
"Sara Sue!" Janet threw the pages aside again. Good taste had definitely taken a holiday.
"What?" Sara Sue's faux-innocent expression didn't change. "It's harmless fiction. Besides, I didn't write it. I'm just illustrating it. See?"
Janet looked. The first illustration was a photorealistic drawing of a man who looked suspiciously like, but who was definitely not, her ex-boyfriend, locked in a passionate embrace with another man who was definitely not his long-time nemesis.
The next was a sketch showing the same two characters, this time in a different pose. Leather wrist cuffs and a riding crop were involved.
Janet closed her eyes. She needed a stiff drink and some way to permanently erase the last ten minutes from her memory.
"It's a commission," Sara Sue explained. "Money's been tight since the gallery fire, and I'm a little behind on rent."
"But who—?"
"I don't know. It just showed up in my inbox one day. The author's anonymous. The money comes from a place called Unreality, Inc." She shrugged. "I didn't really figure it mattered, as long as the checks clear."
Janet tried and failed to avoid looking at Sara Sue's illustrations again. Her friend had done an uncanny job of capturing Marshall's expression in a moment of pure bliss.
Janet's eyes narrowed. "You weren't planning on signing any of these, were you?"
"Of course not!" said Sara Sue. "Don't be silly."
The split second of hesitation was so slight Janet almost missed it.
I'm trying to decide if I want to a) put this on AO3, or b) keep going. My only knowledge of the original Fifty Shades is through osmosis, but I'm not sure I want to read it just to do an Eerie version of it.
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Date: 2018-05-19 02:17 pm (UTC)what?
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Date: 2018-05-19 02:46 pm (UTC)I'm so curious now.
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Date: 2018-05-19 03:00 pm (UTC)Which...at least Alex Hirsch was way subtler about it.
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Date: 2018-05-19 03:51 pm (UTC)'
Caught up in the excitement of the journal. The children try to solve a 40 year old mystery that leads them to danger'
aint that literally the plot of Gravity Falls?
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Date: 2018-05-19 03:54 pm (UTC)yes it is
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Date: 2018-05-19 05:15 pm (UTC)It has exploded, then been immediately replaced by something even more bizarre and inexplicable.
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Date: 2018-05-19 05:16 pm (UTC)*immediately wonders if there'd been a market for the other edition, because I am a terrible person*
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Date: 2018-05-20 10:18 pm (UTC)50 Shades of Weird, or Good Taste Takes a Holiday [Rated M for badly written naughtiness]
Date: 2018-05-20 03:38 pm (UTC).
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When college student and part-time paranormal investigator Marshall Tyler interviews the man known only as Mr. X, heir to the planet's largest technology empire, he finds himself instantly drawn to the enigmatic billionaire with the prematurely grey hair and tattooed hands. By the end of their meeting, he's not sure what he wants more: X's secrets, or the man himself.
X knows letting the young investigator into his life is dangerous. Marshall threatens to expose every secret—both otherworldly and erotic—X needs to protect. Still, he finds himself driven by an overwhelming need to see Marshall again. To see him, to possess him, and to control him.
As X submits to his darkest desires, Marshall submits to him. The two begin a passionate affair that soon threatens the very nature of reality itself…
***
"Oh my god!" Janet threw down the manuscript, thoroughly scandalized. "At least do a better job of disguising the names. What if Marshall sees this?"
"I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about," said Sara Sue, only pulling off a reasonable innocent face because half of it was, as usual, hidden by her hair. "It's a very common first name."
"Right. And paranormal investigator is a very common profession. I'm sure it's all just a coincidence." Unable to stop herself, Janet picked the thing back up, flipped to a random page, and read:
"Sara Sue!" Janet threw the pages aside again. Good taste had definitely taken a holiday.
"What?" Sara Sue's faux-innocent expression didn't change. "It's harmless fiction. Besides, I didn't write it. I'm just illustrating it. See?"
Janet looked. The first illustration was a photorealistic drawing of a man who looked suspiciously like, but who was definitely not, her ex-boyfriend, locked in a passionate embrace with another man who was definitely not his long-time nemesis.
The next was a sketch showing the same two characters, this time in a different pose. Leather wrist cuffs and a riding crop were involved.
Janet closed her eyes. She needed a stiff drink and some way to permanently erase the last ten minutes from her memory.
"It's a commission," Sara Sue explained. "Money's been tight since the gallery fire, and I'm a little behind on rent."
"But who—?"
"I don't know. It just showed up in my inbox one day. The author's anonymous. The money comes from a place called Unreality, Inc." She shrugged. "I didn't really figure it mattered, as long as the checks clear."
Janet tried and failed to avoid looking at Sara Sue's illustrations again. Her friend had done an uncanny job of capturing Marshall's expression in a moment of pure bliss.
Janet's eyes narrowed. "You weren't planning on signing any of these, were you?"
"Of course not!" said Sara Sue. "Don't be silly."
The split second of hesitation was so slight Janet almost missed it.
Re: 50 Shades of Weird, or Good Taste Takes a Holiday [Rated M for badly written naughtiness]
Date: 2018-05-20 10:43 pm (UTC)Re: 50 Shades of Weird, or Good Taste Takes a Holiday [Rated M for badly written naughtiness]
Date: 2018-05-20 11:01 pm (UTC)I'm trying to decide if I want to a) put this on AO3, or b) keep going. My only knowledge of the original Fifty Shades is through osmosis, but I'm not sure I want to read it just to do an Eerie version of it.
Re: 50 Shades of Weird, or Good Taste Takes a Holiday [Rated M for badly written naughtiness]
Date: 2018-05-21 07:06 am (UTC)Re: 50 Shades of Weird, or Good Taste Takes a Holiday [Rated M for badly written naughtiness]
Date: 2018-05-21 01:25 pm (UTC)Whether "50 Shades Weirder" or whatever happens remains to be seen...
Re: 50 Shades of Weird, or Good Taste Takes a Holiday [Rated M for badly written naughtiness]
Date: 2018-05-21 07:08 pm (UTC)Re: 50 Shades of Weird, or Good Taste Takes a Holiday [Rated M for badly written naughtiness]
Date: 2018-05-24 12:46 pm (UTC)