bleak-nomads:

Angel Eyes– Penny dreadfuls. They’re either horrible gory and awful, winckedly kinky pornos, or both. 

Mortimer– Purple prose gay romance. Think Harlequins. The main love interest is always some dashlingly described dude who seems a lot like Manco. 

Cudlip– Preteen ‘kid and their horse’ books. Kid gets saved by heroic horse, horse falls sick OH NO but the horse survives and everything is good again (Cudlip could never kill a horse).

Corbett– Flashy action stories. Often has ambgious chemistry between the main male hero and the nefarious male villain. 

Ryan– Extremely boring historical books. They actually have some clever and subtle dialogue about the prison system and social impact but they’re so dull no one can get through them. 

Fante– Bad poetry about Mingo.  Also angst about being a hitman that he thinks is deep but Mingo has to try not to laugh when he reads it. 

thanks for @chunchomunos for a lot of these and people who have seen more lee roles can feel free to add

Fantastic thing to wake up to. LOVE+++  Cudlip’s white horses and Ryan’s boring stuff about non-redeeming features of the prison system. ADORE Fante’s angsty noirs.

I wonder if, in addition …

Angel Eyes would secretly write, as well as kinky pornos, an epic poem about some ancient war (maybe under an assumed name?)

Fante would write bad Ian Fleming-like stuff about hitmen who actually kill the right people, elude their pursuers, and never lose sight of the people they’re supposed to be guarding or following

cordolia:

things i learned to say in spanish i: what is your name? i feel well today. good morning.

things i learned to say in latin i: the nucerians were despairing for their lives. blood was flowing not in the arena but through the streets.

this makes perfect sense (laughs until she cries)