#*storis

“Stanley Uris was never one for bad boys, until the day Richie Tozier learned two life-altering things: that he is adopted, and that he has a brother, orphaned, identical and strange. He's learning, though, to embrace the strangeness, his and Boris's alike. - Contrary to popular belief, Boris Pavlikovsky's story doesn't start in Vegas, it starts in Derry where he meets Richie, the brother he never thought he would get, Maggie, who is too much to put into words, and his Kolibri”

The postcards & hummingbirds project is a series of one shots following the tumultuous lives and relationships of Boris Pavlikovsky and Stanley Uris as they grow up, fall in love, fall apart and find each other back again. 

 This project is the work of four people; Cat (@jacksewards), Dani (@slaveofimagination), Hayles (@beatlemaniacinthetardis) and Marie (@sparklingspice) who also first thought about and created the ship between Boris and Stanley: Storis 

 The series follows a very particular timeline that will take the readers on an intense journey of love, introspection, family bonds and rejection. For the first part of this project, the teenage years, the reader will follow Stan and Boris (as well as some other background characters) from October 1982 to October 1983.  

The best order to read postcards & hummingbirds and appreciate it at its full potential goes as so: 

Sputnik (September, October & November 1982)

Hummingbirds  (October & November 1982)

Plastic bottled things are bad, Richard...   (October 1982)

Holy Things & Ronald Reagan  (April 1983)

Rainy Postcards  (July 1983)

Wouldn’t it be nice?  (October 1983)

But the series is a growing one and many other stories will be added between the marking events of Boris and Stan’s relationships. 

 For more information, be sure to follow the Storis Archives (@sputnikolibri) and subscribe to the series on AO3. 

“Love. The reason I dislike that word is that it means too much for me, far more than you can understand”

 (Leo Tolstoi, Anna Karenina)

“All at once we were madly, clumsily, shamelessly, agonizingly in love with each other; hopelessly, I should add, because that frenzy of mutual possession might have been assuaged only by our actually imbibing and assimilating every particle of each other's soul and flesh”

(Vladimir Nobokov, Lolita)

“Love in action is a harsh and dreadful thing compared to love in dreams.”

(Fiodor Dostoievsky, The Brothers Karamazov)

“I don't think I could love you so much if you had nothing to complain of and nothing to regret. I don't like people who have never fallen or stumbled. Their virtue is lifeless and of little value. Life hasn't revealed its beauty to them.”

(Boris Pasternak, Doctor Zhivago)

“The whole world is divided for me into two parts: one is she, and there is all happiness, hope, light; the other is where she is not, and there is dejection and darkness...”