Fractured Fairy Tales

It’s been a while, but we are happy to announce an update regarding Fractured Fairy Tales zine project! Here is the final lineup of the contributors for the zine:

cat in the ashes by Kells & chiatten 

The Nutcracker and the Rat King by Memos & Baguette 

the returns of spring by Lea  & empathique 

a boy’s ending by setosdarkness  & 4nimenut 

Farewell Dream by Kuranoa  & Risa Madara 

That’s What Poor People Think by chomra  & Shinjistar 

Luck in Love by Silver & bracari

You are Human by TheGreatCatsby & Alice

My Home Ocean by Kitaa & Eden

Golden Hair and Ash by chiffonades &  Keelin

The Foxglove Fairy by Pulse & ita

The Wolf’s Gambit by bobsuffers  & Yulicechan 

Frostbite by Misila  & ariukoart 

Fire and Lily by likeshining  & miss-intention

Aurum by A'dargo  & ryethe

Cover art is done by the very talented @midnightsunmadness. And a special shoutout once more to guest judge @esselley!

A 35-page sampler in pdf format is now up on gumroad. The zine itself will be released on February 1, but pre-order is already up if you want to get a copy as soon as we open sales. The final copy is expected to have 200+ pages, with gorgeous illustrations to accompany the 15 stories selected. It will be priced at $7 and we will donate all profits to Room to Read.

Have a happy new year, and we hope you will enjoy what the zine has to offer!

It’s been a while, but we are happy to announce an update regarding Fractured Fairy Tales zine project! Here is the final lineup of the contributors for the zine:

cat in the ashes by Kells & chiatten 

The Nutcracker and the Rat King by Memos & Baguette 

the returns of spring by Lea  & empathique 

a boy’s ending by setosdarkness  & 4nimenut 

Farewell Dream by Kuranoa  & Risa Madara 

That’s What Poor People Think by chomra  & Shinjistar 

Luck in Love by Silver & bracari

You are Human by TheGreatCatsby & Alice

My Home Ocean by Kitaa & Eden

Golden Hair and Ash by chiffonades &  Keelin

The Foxglove Fairy by Pulse & ita

The Wolf’s Gambit by bobsuffers  & Yulicechan 

Frostbite by Misila  & ariukoart 

Fire and Lily by likeshining  & miss-intention

Aurum by A'dargo  & ryethe

Cover art is done by the very talented @midnightsunmadness. And a special shoutout once more to guest judge @esselley!

A 35-page sampler in pdf format is now up on gumroad. The zine itself will be released on February 1, but pre-order is already up if you want to get a copy as soon as we open sales. The final copy is expected to have 200+ pages, with gorgeous illustrations to accompany the 15 stories selected. It will be priced at $7 and we will donate all profits to Room to Read.

Have a happy new year, and we hope you will enjoy what the zine has to offer!

AYYY WADDUP ITS FINALLY GON BE OUT ON FEB BUY N PREORDER THAT SHIT YALL ITS GOOD QUALITY ART AND FANFICTION U WILL NOT REGRET

ANYWAy heres the preview for The Wolf’s Gambit that you might’ve seen in the sample here for @bsdtales’ fractured fairy tales zine

Special special special thank you and kisses to all the people who helped me with the zine and brainstorming thank you kura, sodium, stan, mom, maman catargo, thais! im too lazy to tag accs orz but yall kno who u r thanks a lot my dudes

Once upon a time there was a little girl who was called little Red Riding-Hood, because she was quite small and because she always wore a red cloak with a big red hood to it, which her grandmother had made for her.

A little girl, no more than five, made her way through the dim hallway, bleary eyed and tired from the bout of nightmares that had woken her in the first place. She did not notice the slim figure slipping out of her father’s bedroom until she’d stumbled into its legs. All bleariness gone, she lifted her face to the stranger’s, cut in shadow and moonlight from a window someone had forgotten to draw the curtains over. The figure bent to face level, knees resting in the plush carpet, and in the new light the girl could tell it was a man–perhaps a friend of father’s? He smiled an easy grin, and the girl relaxed; no friend of papa’s would hurt her.

She removed her thumb from her mouth.  “Are you papa’s friend?”

“No,” replied the man, still with the same easy smile. He pointed to the framed portrait above them, a hand-painted depiction of a family of five. “Can you tell who are they? Who’s that, to the left?”

“Oh oh–that she’s my elder sister, and the one over there? That’s my second favourite sister, and that’s papa and mama, holding Asako-chan–she’s always crying, but she’s cuter than the others and likes me the best,” the girl’s words were eager, running together in excitement–it was clear she loved to talk about her family.

“And who’s your first favourite sister? Asako?” the stranger gave a playful tug at her braid. “Or do you prefer brothers?”

“Oh no, brothers are horrible. Asako doesn’t play with me a lot, though, so my first favourite is that one over there. She makes dolls for me and plays with me the most.”

“She sounds sweet, Hana.”

“How-how do you know my name?” Hana gaped, eyes wide.

“Oh, I know the names of all the children. I know your favourite sister’s Chiyoko, and your eldest is Hanami. Don’t you know that I live under your beds and basements?”

“So what mama told me–it is true! You don’t look like a monster, though.” the cold fingers of fear had began to grip her one by one. Monsters were cruel, horrendous, and yet the stranger was beautiful, eyes warm and amiable–

The next time he spoke, the stranger’s voice was soft, a silky lull no different from how mama’s was when she had tucked her into bed. “Tell you what, Hana. If you tell anyone that I was here, the monster will know and put Mama and Asako to sleep. You don’t want them asleep forever, do you?”

Hana shook her head in silence, felt her knees knock together as the stranger made to rise. “Go to bed, Hana. Pretend as if I’d never been here, just a little nightmare, off you go.”

Hello everyone! I’ve decided to post a small snippet of my fanfic that will be in the @bsdtales​ Fractured Fairy Tales zine! Accompanying my fic is some gorgeous art from Keelin @mr-reblogbutton​ who I greatly appreciate especially how busy it is right now for them! Please wish them good luck! An additional thanks to Taylor @naotoosh​ and Cyrus @jewishsuperhero​ for their advice while writing!

Here is the preview for you all for my Rapunzel inspired Kunikida/Hawthorne fic! I hope you enjoy reading this rarepair, and I highly encourage everyone to buy the zine for the full fic when it is released, since the proceeds will be going to charity! Thank you!

There had once been a clan of entertainers who roamed the land. They were a family from a land far to the east with abilities that allowed them to create objects, seemingly out of thin air. It was that ability and their long, golden hair that made them stand out from the rest of the common folk. Everywhere the entertainers went, they would be met with crowds—from young children shouting with glee at the toy animals that sprung up in the town squares, to the adults who watched in wonder at the light shows that were performed at night. And almost as soon as they arrived, they would pack up and leave. As the ventured onward to the next town, the objects they created were left behind as the only proof they had even been there.

With abilities like theirs, it was only a matter of time before someone would seek to take it as their own. So when the family of entertainers was discovered one morning, their throats slit, their long, golden tresses shorn, and the new baby of the youngest couple vanished, people were shocked at the sight, but not surprised it had occurred.

Time went on and people forgot about the family with the long, golden hair. They forgot about the magical abilities and the traveling performances. And of course they forgot about the baby who had vanished while his family lay slain. They became mere stories that parents told their children about at night.

i’ve been seeing more and more previews being posted in light of the zine’s publication going underway, so i figured i’d post my entry for the @bsdtales zine too!! i was fortunate enough to be partnered up with @chiatten who is a gem and has their preview up here! please give all the entries a read when the zine comes out!

this is a Cinderella retelling for akuatsu.

The children of the orphanage had a special name for Nakajima Atsushi, who slept by the fireplace in the basement, with his strange colored eyes and the stray cats he’d offer scraps from the kitchen; the Cat in the Ashes.

A name he’d come to live with, a name he’d abandon once he left this place with Sakura, Yuu, Kasumi, Kousuke and Shinji.

He had only one wish: to leave with them one day.

…

In a grove of wisteria, Atsushi sat in a patch of sunlight against the trunk of a tree. He laid a book in his lap, pressed against his knees and was lost within it; he devoured the world it offered him, something different from this place. Somewhere better.

Atsushi didn’t look up from his book until he heard the crack of broken branches and a dark shape moving between the hedges of the trees. The snap echoed through the woods and Atsushi started, eyes widened.

He’d been going to these woods for years, no one had ever found him here.

A hunter? A thief? A vagrant–!?

Shoulders tense, Atsushi slowly raised himself to a stand. Lowering his book to the trunk, Atsushi stepped back and wrapped his fingers around a stray rock.

The sounds of branches breaking grew louder, joined by the shuffle of a body edging closer to Atsushi. His fingers tightened around the rock.

Something pale stretched out of the darkness, curling around a bulb of pale lavender wisteria buds, and Atsushi’s breath hitched.

With a cry, Atsushi threw his arm back and tossed the rock in his hand, barely larger than a pebble, forward. It flew across the grove–

Since I see a bunch of other previews up, here’s a snippet from the fic I wrote for the @bsdtales Fractured Fairy Tales zine!   John’s room had always overlooked the ocean.  His family’s castle, such as it was, stood on a cliff; the view held nothing but sea and sky.  At times it was beautiful and blue, and other times it was gray, thick with clouds and wind.  They matched, a perfect pair, always. 

Thinking about it made John’s heart ache.  Here he was, squarely stuck in the middle.  The eldest son of a small, impoverished kingdom, bound by duty and responsibility to a life he never wanted. 

A gull flew past the window, and he sighed.  Plenty of people envied the freedom of birds.  But the sky was empty.  John had always thought that the water was far more inviting.  Thick with life and landscapes, shipwrecks and ruins.  A whole different world, hidden from view.   

Nothing that lived underwater had to worry about the disrepair of the walls, about tithing increasingly poor farmers just to have food to get through the winter.  About learning the sword, like he’d ever lead an army into battle, like they even had an army.   

Every evening, after dinner, John left the confines of the castle, and headed to the shore.  The beach was more rocks than sand, but John didn’t mind.  He’d climb onto one of the ridges, sit, and stare out at the waves.  Sometimes he’d see sea lions.  Once he saw a whale breaching in the distance. 

And then one day, just as the sun was setting, he saw a face in the water.

Oh my gosh who’s face is it?  What a mystery!  (It’s not a mystery at all, you guys know me.) Please check out the full version in the zine when it releases in a month!  It’ll have a FREAKING GORGEOUS illustration by the wonderful Eden @mlemclub

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It was hard to distinguish anything in the darkened room, but a scurrying sound came from the other side, heading off in the direction of the Christmas tree too quickly for Chuuya’s eyes to adjust. For a moment he thought it was a figment of his imagination, but again the sound came; a dark spot shot across the floor in the opposite direction of the tree this time. Chuuya recoiled, immediately recognizing it as a rodent. Another second and he realized that this was a bigger problem; two more mice (or were they rats?) shot out from under a nearby door. Chuuya flattened himself against the cabinet, face twisting into an expression of disgust. The longer he looked the more there seemed to be. Heart racing, certain that he had to be dreaming, Chuuya stumbled back and knocked into the dolls resting on the cabinet shelves.

“Watch it, Red,” a voice spoke clear as day just behind him.

Chuuya spun, a gasp on his lips. He tried to distinguish where the voice had come from. A shift of something on the shelf caught his eye, and then-

“Well, hello~” the voice spoke again, coming from a tiny man who sat on the edge of the shelf swinging his legs, exactly where he’d left the nutcracker minutes before.

Chuuya screamed, rearing back and nearly catching on the open cabinet door.

“Woah woah dollface, no need for hysterics!” The man called, just as Chuuya landed on his backside. Wide blue eyes stared up at the shelf, unbelieving of what he saw. He wore a familiar black uniform, chocolate brown hair fell into his one visible eye, the other covered in a bandage. His arm was held in a sling at his side…

“…Are you…?” Chuuya stopped himself. No, that was ridiculous.

BSD Fractured Fairy Tales Zine fic completed and submitted! A sneak peek~ ♫

Preview of the fic written for the @bsdtales zine paired with art drawn by the talented @miss-intention ♡ Hope you enjoy the full fic once the zine is released, which will include other pitches from multiple, talented writers and artists! 

A Hades and Persephone adaptation for SKK

Hades. Despite having the name written across his skin, he had never actually seen…. or heard anything about the mysterious god.

Who is Hades. Why doesn’t anyone mention him? And most importantly, why don’t I see him here in Olympus?

All questions he’d lost track of the times he’d asked. He could repeat them till his voice turned scratchy and his throat sore, but regardless of how he questioned, the answer always come with hushed voices, fearful eyes, and fingers pressed against his lips to silence him.

“Do not speak the name. Do not search him out. And most importantly.”