A Tragedy With Tits

By Me:

B-Sides

Alt POVs and other snippets requested on tumblr.

General popstar!au tag

If you go back far enough you will be able to see all 10 months of me blabbing about the fic on tumblr before I started posting. CONTAINS SPOILERS

Phorid

Graphic for my beloved fake technical death metal band.

❤️ By Others:

BVCK METAL

Metal playlist by the lovely @setmeatopthepyre! Complete w/ many notes about why which song was chosen.

Phorid Logo

The logo for Tommy's metal band! Also made by @setmeatopthepyre.

Title Header

Title header used for Chapter 2! By the also lovely @trombonechurchill.

Tommy Fanart

Absolutely incredible art of Tommy in his Phorid merch by the wonderful @pluralityofaxes!

Dag Fanart

More phenomenal art from @pluralityofaxes, this time of my favorite dead son Dag Ahlström.

collapse Playlist

A wonderful playlist by @geddyqueer about some musical stuff re: Phorid, specifically for their song collapse.

Tommy Fanart

Amazing fanart of Tommy playing the drums by @chimneyz!

Birgit Fanart

Very cute Birgit fanart by @peppermintquartz!

borealis Album Cover

A fantastic Phorid album/cassette cover by @pluralityofaxes!

Tommy Fanart

Another spectacular Tommy by @pluralityofaxes!

Buck Fanart

Beautiful stickerbook Buck by @pluralityofaxes!

Speculative Stuff

Thrilled to announce that people are interested in playing in the Popstar!au sandbox. None of these are 'canon' to the universe. Some are fanworks about my OCs.

pickup sticks

A drabble by @corporatebanana about Dag/Tommy.

Dag/Tommy

Ficlet?Snippet? By @pluralityofaxes also about Dag/Tommy.

Polyphorid

A lovely Phorid gifset/edit by @tommykinard!

Meet Phorid

Another lovely gifset/edit by @tommykinard!

Side Fic

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It starts snowing again on the drive to Jan’s studio. Dag sighs. That means he’ll probably have to shovel again this afternoon or tomorrow. Tommy can shovel out the driveway, and will do it without complaint, but he always looks so fucking miserable the entire time, and Dag can’t stand it. No matter how long Tommy’s been in Sweden, he still hasn’t quite acclimated to the weather. Tommy also fucking hates driving in the snow, and Dag watches his hands flex on the steering wheel.

“Do you want to swap?” Dag asks.

“Maybe on the way back, if this keeps up,” Tommy says with a frown, before sighing dramatically. “We need to become snowbirds.”

“Hmmm, what’s that?” Dag reaches out and tugs lightly on one of Tommy’s curls.

“Old people that spend the winter in places with nice weather,” Tommy explains.

“Not old yet. We could go back to LA and drop in on your friend that’s renting,” Dag laughs. “Live in that little house in the back yard.”

“Casita,” Tommy corrects, just like he does every time.

Right now the casita is mostly filled with shit that Phorid likes to have on tour in North America, but that wasn’t worth trying to bring back: extra gear and Henrik’s tiny charcoal grill and probably some merch. It’s cheaper and more convenient than a storage unit.

“Or what about Spain?” Tommy continues, looking wistful.

“When I win the lottery I will take you wintering in Spain,” Dag promises, twisting that lock of Tommy’s hair around and around his finger. “As long as you make sure my back has enough sunblock.”