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Raise Around Your Bones by jukeboxghost (NC-17)
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desfinado and I'm VERY excited about getting to share my favourite bandom fics with you this month! I'm especially interested in stories that push boundaries - both with the things they write and with the ways they write them. I hope you'll find something interesting to read :D
Fandom: BANDOM
Pairing: Brendon/Ryan
Length: 8,600 words
Author on LJ:jukeboxghost
Author Website: Author's masterlist
Why this must be read: I wanted to start the month with this story because if there is one thing bandom knows how to do, it's high school AUs about going to see bands play music. There are so many fantastic ones out there, but this one stands out because it really does something different. The author creates such rhythm and poetry with her words, but uses them to write about the gritty, unglamorous realities of adolescence and live music in such a unique way.
We all know what it feels like to be a teenager and to feel so sure of yourself and yet so horrifically unsure at the same time; the characters here reflect that so beautifully. Ryan tries really hard to impress, and Brendon shakes it all apart with how self-deprecating and honest he can be - you can just feel how much Ryan wants and admires him, without it ever being spelled out. Add that to bitingly funny dialogue and vivid descriptions and it makes for one incredible read.
Excerpt:
The third time Ryan sees Accept Your Defeat play he smashes, thrashes like a shark in its death-throes to make up for his absence at the last show, the way the aggression has built up inside of him without the chance to erupt, without the catharsis of the circlepit.
Ryan’s body is imperfect like all other bodies, over-long and over-lean and awkwardly strung together, the joints of his wrists and ankles and elbows and knees wonky-sharp, but out there on the floor it does what he asks of it and it does it well, the pistons of his muscles and the bellows of his lungs running like clockwork, a machine, and he is grateful and aware. He trusts his heart to pump his blood and his feet to take his weight, and he loves it, loves the chance to use his body how it was meant to be used, primal and real.
He keeps his fists up, forearms protecting the cage of his ribs and taking the brunt on the flat of the bone, crossbones-style, and he pushes and is pushed and it hurts and it is good because everyone else here feels the same.
They’re playing a church hall tonight and Brendon seems furious too, face and chest livid red as he preaches fire and brimstone. His mouth twists to the side, ugly as he stalks the stage.
Is it good to be so angry? Is it useful to be violent? No. Not at all. But it doesn’t hurt to fantasize sometimes.
Raise Around Your Bones
desfinado and I'm VERY excited about getting to share my favourite bandom fics with you this month! I'm especially interested in stories that push boundaries - both with the things they write and with the ways they write them. I hope you'll find something interesting to read :DFandom: BANDOM
Pairing: Brendon/Ryan
Length: 8,600 words
Author on LJ:
jukeboxghostAuthor Website: Author's masterlist
Why this must be read: I wanted to start the month with this story because if there is one thing bandom knows how to do, it's high school AUs about going to see bands play music. There are so many fantastic ones out there, but this one stands out because it really does something different. The author creates such rhythm and poetry with her words, but uses them to write about the gritty, unglamorous realities of adolescence and live music in such a unique way.
We all know what it feels like to be a teenager and to feel so sure of yourself and yet so horrifically unsure at the same time; the characters here reflect that so beautifully. Ryan tries really hard to impress, and Brendon shakes it all apart with how self-deprecating and honest he can be - you can just feel how much Ryan wants and admires him, without it ever being spelled out. Add that to bitingly funny dialogue and vivid descriptions and it makes for one incredible read.
Excerpt:
The third time Ryan sees Accept Your Defeat play he smashes, thrashes like a shark in its death-throes to make up for his absence at the last show, the way the aggression has built up inside of him without the chance to erupt, without the catharsis of the circlepit.
Ryan’s body is imperfect like all other bodies, over-long and over-lean and awkwardly strung together, the joints of his wrists and ankles and elbows and knees wonky-sharp, but out there on the floor it does what he asks of it and it does it well, the pistons of his muscles and the bellows of his lungs running like clockwork, a machine, and he is grateful and aware. He trusts his heart to pump his blood and his feet to take his weight, and he loves it, loves the chance to use his body how it was meant to be used, primal and real.
He keeps his fists up, forearms protecting the cage of his ribs and taking the brunt on the flat of the bone, crossbones-style, and he pushes and is pushed and it hurts and it is good because everyone else here feels the same.
They’re playing a church hall tonight and Brendon seems furious too, face and chest livid red as he preaches fire and brimstone. His mouth twists to the side, ugly as he stalks the stage.
Is it good to be so angry? Is it useful to be violent? No. Not at all. But it doesn’t hurt to fantasize sometimes.
Raise Around Your Bones