jmtorres | Entries tagged with writing: plot bunny

made a status update about my personal life, one bit was about how I've watched Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood 2.5 times in as many months. brought the fannish blathering to a public post.

FMA/B is currently my primary fandom! I've been reading a ton of fic--mostly Roy/Ed, although I also read some Riza/Roy when it came up in the 'bottom Roy' tag because lolyes. I have two main plotbunnies I want to write--one is a specific idea about Roy being FTM and getting an automail dick (at Ed's urging, because Ed is an automail evangelist) with lots of headcanons about how automail works and is installed. The other is like, the kitchen sink plotbunny, where Roy is extremely poly and the polycule includes almost everyone in the conspiracy to make him Fuhrer, and also Roy semi-accidentally catches Hughes's soul in the phone system and Ed helps him grow a body to put it in, and also Ed is working through being grey-ace and agender and trying to have a relationship with Roy while Roy is trying to very gently ask him what he even wants, because so many mixed signals. The automail dick plotbunny is pretty firmly in the FMAB continuity but I love FMA '03 a LOT and have been working with a frankencanon for the kitchen sink story (fitting? the canon is also a kitchen sink?).

Features of the frankencanon: ( fairly extensive spoilers for both? or at least assumption you know the spoilers for both? )

I also have a couple of vid bunnies! one is the resurrected vid bunny I had back in 2005 about Roy after Hughes's death, to Green Day's Holiday, which could easily work to either canon. or both. or i might *yet* make a constructed reality AU vid about Roy's attempt at human transmutation. The second is a crossroads deal with the devil song that I wanted to vid about how Ed ends up working with all these people who were or should have been enemies on Promised Day, up to and including the Thing in the Gate itself. I started listening to the band that wrote the song a fair amount and now I'm gravitating to vidding a different song of theirs, called Hangman (although it contains some.... possibly Latin, possibly gibberish parts that the band's fandom's translation of makes little to no sense, which might make it hard). But it's such a good atmospheric song for the epic tragedy of it all.

So because I'm super terrible at doing things with no deadline I've been contemplating making myself weekly schedule of all the things I want to do and keep failing to get to. It's funny because when I was a kid somebody told my parents I needed more structure, apparently it's true, except that with externally imposed structures it's too easy for me to see the arbitrariness and refute them. I apparently need internally imposed arbitrary structures, I guess. The current iteration of weekly schedule I'm contemplating looks something like:

Sunday: relax, read fanfic
Monday: bake or batch cook (to be replaced by jobhunting after I have done the schedule a week and am okay with the idea of the schedule) (cooking tends to happen on its own, I do get sufficient satisfaction from it to compel myself to do it without a scheduled day)
Tuesday: writing
Wednesday: vidding
Thursday: quilting
Friday: alternate between mending day and cleaning the bathroom top to bottom
Saturday: Knitting for me (there was a knitting for other people item on Friday, but knitting for other people tends to happen without the schedule because those have holiday deadlines mostly, and this list is for items that I want to do but I'm not getting done)

So I looked at the list today to see what I was going to be doing and trying to figure out writing freaked me out and I wanted to switch the days around to do quilting today or something. I think it's okay to alter the schedule for like, workflow reasons? Like I am considering making Saturday the relaxing day and putting a doing something item on Sunday because Saturday my roommates are home from work and I am likely to hang out with them and not do Things, versus on Sunday they are at work and some of these items I feel more comfortable doing without other people around. However I don't think it's okay to change the schedule because on a particular day I don't want to do to thing that's on schedule because if I give into that I will just constantly move the things that I don't want to do into the future and they won't get done and it will thus defeat the purpose of the entire concept.

So even though it's not what I originally meant by writing (I was thinking narrative fiction, probably fanfiction, maybe eventually in the future pro writing, scripts for things I want to produce, when that concept terrifies me less) I decided that writing this entry that's all meta about writing would be my stab at writing for the day. Yay success.

Part of the reason writing narrative fiction caused me to freak out was that I can't pick which story to write. And then part of it is I have notes for different stories, disorganized, stashed in years' worth chat logs, and occasionally I start the project of sorting through chat logs for all the stories or a specific story but it's such a gargantuan project and it doesn't feel like actually writing, prose is not produced. I think it's okay to write a story out of order (although I've never really done so) so I'm going to try to give myself permission to, if I find a scene notated in a chat log that grabs me, translate it into the narrative prose on the spot without finishing the gargantuan project of sorting all the chat logs because I can't finish that project first and then start writing, even though I feel like that's the right order to do things, because doing that just puts off writing indefinitely.

The other thing I want to do today is pick a limited set of all the stories I'm interested in writing, with and eye to limiting how many years of chat logs I need to sort through to get my data. My most recent plotbunny-generating fandoms are Teen Wolf and Cherryh's Foreigner series, and my participation in Teen Wolf extends back a sufficient number of years that I'm not willing to put all of my plotbunnies for that show on this limited list, there's too many, there's too much volume of chat log to go through.

So the stories I'm willing to look at and work on are:

–Wolf wife, a sort of fairytale deconstruction I was working on at the end of last year/beginning of this year which I actually wrote a few thousand words of narrative prose for and planned out to the actual ending. That's only about two months of logs to look through and the existing readable prose might encourage me to write more.
–Bren-daja, an AU of the Foreigner series in which the protagonist is female instead of male, featuring menstruation in science fiction, cross cultural discussions of queerness with aliens, and chocolate smuggling. I don't believe I wrote any narrative prose on this but it's a plotbunny I had this year so all the chat logs should be like January through May, and I think I outlined it all the way to the conclusion as well.
–The Yes Story, a magical allegory on consent and also one manifestation of an archetype of a story I have had plotbunnies for across multiple fandoms, and also a wallow in whumping and hurt/comfort for when I have depressive moments and need something external to be sad about (this happened last month when I was having my downswing, I started thinking about this story and poked chat logs, and had the funny realization that it was much less distressing to focus on the terribleness of Stiles under a curse than to feel like everything in my life was terrible. Especially when I had crying for no reason days. Crying over a story feels much less broken than crying for no reason because depression. So I don't want to focus on this story all the time but I sort of want it to be there when I need it, and to be on this list of stuff I can poke.) These logs go back to April 2013 so that's a longer chunk of data and will be intermixed with other stories like Magic Rituals that I might also get distracted by, but at least this one is also outlined beginning to end. (It actually came into the world fairly fully formed, the first scene I thought very much about was the end when Stiles and Lydia are burning the body and breaking the curse. I was driving from LA to Phoenix and that scene playing in my head was sort of an odd companion, yet still better than when I let my brain wander down dark depressive holes, which it can do when I'm on a long drive alone at night--I need to keep a better collection of audiobooks and radio plays and maybe podcasts for that drive, they're the best distraction from the inside of my own brain.)

( in which I talk about the Argents )

So the other day Steve tweaked me about something, and I said, whoa, wait, what?

For the longest time, Ivan Vorpatril has been the only character in my head who's had enough independence to have his own opinions, and notice and respond to me, and it was largely a function of what his personality is--he's a slinker, so what I noticed was he kept trying to slink off and hide from me. That and the intelligence.

The Steve in my head has apparently woken up enough to have... similar independence. And I didn't notice for the longest time because he didn't try to slink off--but that's not who he is. He's nice! He's a sweetie. Unlike Ivan, he doesn't hate me. So I didn't notice that his compliance wasn't the moldable plasticity of the ordinary kind of character I shape until he got comfortable enough to drop his sense of humor on me. It's subtle! Kind of wry. Usually self-deprecating. Except if he knows you well enough he'll nudge you the way he'd nudge himself. (See also: "Don't do anything stupid until I get back" "How can I? You're taking all the stupid with you.")

Seriously, most of my characters don't talk back! And Steve doesn't really do backtalk, but, he's decided he's hung out in my head long enough to start teasing me for my foibles. So that's apparently a thing now.

*laugh* I was talking to

niqaeli about it and the differences between how the Steve in my head and the Ivan in my head behave towards me, and we rapidly concluded that no shit Ivan runs for the hills when he can and Steve doesn't feel the need--we do hilariously awful things to Ivan because we delight in watching him squirm, whereas we do cute, fun things to Steve because he grins like a loon and it's fantastic. This icon, this icon is TOTALLY the world I keep writing for Steve. The future is awesome! I keep introducing him to interesting people. Some of them are robots! Or centaurs! Or his soulmate! Why exactly would he run away?

Somewhere in my head Ivan is sulking, because there's a new chewtoy as independent as he is, who has somehow drawn a better lot in plot bunnies and has no interest in coming to hide in a corner with him.

Current Mood: pleased

So I signed up for that. I'm less concerned about how will I manage to write something for it given that my dear santa letter hit 2K. I, I kind of want to post it. As an illustration of my own ridiculousness.

On the other hand: it is entirely probable that I'll have a plotbunny run away on me and try to hit 10K. Won't that be fun, kids!

I enjoy playing the google ads game, where I look at what ads google puts on fanfiction I write myself in email and go "I don't see how this connects unless it is a rather unlikely plot suggestion." Today's plot suggestion: I think gmail is rooting for Stephanie Rogers and Natasha Stark to get married, as there was an ad for Women-Marrying-Women weddings. I've read that story, Google! I could link you!

Current Mood: ridiculous
Current Location: blue haus

fan_eunice did a "tell me about your WIPs!" post and I um, may have written an astonishing amount about Miss Hornblower, who I still do not expect to actually write out, but I figured I'd post this amazingly long comment here for interest and archival or something.

I am currently watching Hornblower (short fandom introduction if you don't know it: Age of Sail emomoppet attains admiralty, to own surprise. Series of books covers his whole career, series of like 8 A&E movies covers midshipman to some of his captaincy, and he is played by the pretty Ioan Gruffudd, with Jamie Bamber and/or Paul McGann for a sidekick) for comfort and I've woken up three-year-old bunnies about Miss Hornblower.

Miss Hornblower is a very rash thing Hornblower did to get his men out of a scrape when he was, oh, approximately an acting lieutenant. I have read entirely too much about Regency women's clothing (the style was high-waisted dresses, essentially empire waist, which meant nobody was really corseting, there was no emphasis on distorting the actual waist. Women's most restrictive undergarment was the short stays, which usually didn't even have bone and people I'm reading keep comparing them to the corsets in HOW MIRACULOUSLY UNLIKE THEY ARE when as far as I can tell what short stays actually were, were bras. In the pre-elastic underthings era. I mean, yes, you had to have some way to fit it on, so there were like 3-4 holes worth of laces, but honestly tightening the laces on short stays? in nooooo way like doing it on a corset. LUCKY HORATIO, I DID NOT WANT TO WRITE CORSETING ANYWAY). Anyway I think his men are slight a-croggle at his get-up and he is like "How is this different from other forms of subterfuge we have employed" (because Hornblower has on at least one occasion taken a French ship by sneaking up on some French soldiers and stealing their uniforms; and on another occasion on a ship they'd had captured "forgot" to take down the French flag until after he'd shot up three French ships attacking his captain's ship--neither of which are strictly fair play) and Styles--probably Styles, the films have Matthews and Styles as men who serve under him for the whole series, which is more character continuity than the more realistic books had--Styles says that is perhaps a bit different! And Hornblower snaps that it is only his dignity on the line so perhaps they can shut up and let him get on rescuing them.

What scrape he is rescuing them from is still rather nebulous in my head. I am just a-squee at Hornblower in a dress. I am thinking it is an intrigue of some sort, rather than an out-and-out military action. And then their captain, Pellew, shows up--and then, I wrote a lot about this at the time, it went approximately like so.

But then there's more. Because Pellew keeps "corresponding" with Miss Hornblower by handing his young officer missives to send to his "sister." Somewhere I have a note about Hornblower having invented internet anonymity via pink stationery. Just. Facepalm. It is... sort of... an... unacknowledged, unconsummated affaire de coeur? That somehow never gets past the bounds of impropriety because in the back of his head Hornblower is always semi-chaperoning his "sister," watching Pellew for behavior he would, you know, have to insist Pellew desist or do the honorable thing if there actually were a sister. I mean, this is complicated by the fact that as well as Miss Hornblower not actually being a woman or having an existence beyond the few hours Horatio spends in character now and again, Pellew is married. With children close to Horatio's age. (It never comes up in the films and I don't know if it does in the books but Sir Pellew is a real historical figure. Who named his son and heir "Pownoll Bastard Pellew" and damned if I wouldn't like an explanation for THAT. I imagine either the dates of his naval service conflict with dates of pregnancy, or it was a very odd comment on the character of his own mentor, Philemon Pownoll, after whom he presumably named his son.)

But I have this whole thing built in my head where only three or four intensely loyal people are in on Horatio's occasional bouts of drag when they are in a port where plausible deniability can be applied to Miss Hornblower dining with Pellew. Until Horatio is getting married (a thing that was more or less a disaster in canon, not least because he was pretty damn married to Bush, his XO) and Miss Hornblower tries to have an encoded conversation with Pellew about 'her' impending wedding and how she can no longer have dinners with admirals and Pellew can't get a direct answer about how Miss Hornblower feels about her fiancé(e) (because does Hornblower love Maria? or have just a vast sense of duty? it is unclear and kind of failboat) and Pellew is understandably CONCERNED and trying to ask if there is some reason (Miss) Hornblower is COMPELLED to wed without breaking the illusion of talking to the sister and not his officer and Hornblower just gets even more upset about it, because my god here they are admitting to INAPPROPRIATE FEELINGS FOR ONE ANOTHER, OBLIQUELY AND BY IMPLICATION, IT IS SO TERRIBLE.

Hornblower's angst is sort of epic and tragic and ridiculous. *nails hand to forehead*

Current Mood: awake

I am looking for music videos (like, the ones the bands make, not the ones we make) involving fantasy imagery (fairies, monsters, unicorns, swords and sorcery, vampires, or even potentially nonmagical period costume dress). You may assume I have already seen all of Lady Gaga's (mermaids! deathsheads! monsters, unicorns, and so on.) Recommendations, please!

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unrelatedly, i have more steve and tony bunnies (my life, seriously). like, one where steve finds out about steve/tony fanfiction and keeps sending tony links that are like, my list of recs/anti-recs, but from steve's pov ("In this one you're a vampire! and I'm an asshole?" "Oh my God we are both morons in this one, it's actually kind of creepy how stupid we are" "they made you a supervillain! but they gave Pepper an Iron Man suit, which is awesome, really") and tony's reaction is to link steve to a youtube of 'the internet is for porn.' and possibly not on youtube actual sex tape(s) of tony. other hilarious corners of the internet steve could find: apparently in the porn business non-fanfiction side of things, cap/wonder woman is a... reasonably popular pairing. dude I don't even know don't ask how i found it, i burned the browser history. and steve's complaints are "she's a fictional character! and we're both in full costume, how do they think we could.... do it?" oh steve.

also if things keep up as they have been in my personal life, i'm going to be inflicting the wonders of modern dentistry on steve as displacement or catharsis or something.

Current Mood: awake

I am sort of torn about whether this entry is primarily notes for myself so I don't lose track of things I want to write, or at least partially for other people and/or my feedback addiction. It sort of affects whether I filter it or not, you know.

Current plotbunny batch:

Captain America somehow woke up all the Iron Man plot bunnies. And then added some more. So I have Mistress Pepper and Tony who is a nightmare running around my head, as well as Tony who built Pepper as a robot and Steve who is like "The future is so awesome! Who else is a robot?" But I also have new ones.

( the goddamn lunar base )

Further plotbunnies: Subsequently we rapidly arrive in the region of all niqaeli's fault.

( The Lady and the Captain )

( Captain America's Clone )

Also I might be making a Losers vid. To Lady Gaga. Maybe.

Fuck all, I guess I'll go ahead and post this for people to read. It amused me to get written out. I did say I'd write things out more when I had more cope.

Current Mood: cheerful

You may or may not have noticed, I've been posting to dw a lot less lately. I'm probably not going to go back to posting daily grumbles and random thoughts to dw, and if that was something you were interested in, or if we're friends enough that you'd want to keep up with me day-to-day, a lot of that kind of stuff is getting dumped into

decontextual now. At first it was just going to be a "random shit people say" amusement ground, which is why it got named Out of Context Theatre, but then I started following some fannish accounts and I got weirdly social what the hell ever: I'm

decontextual on twitter. Over here on dreamwidth I will probably be posting more essay-like content, things that have been percolating a while, as well as fanfiction and vids. If I ever finish any ever again.

Right, so that was online housekeeping. Moving on. Disjointed thoughts to follow.

Working was fucking nuts (redacted)

On Thursday I am flying out for the long weekend to see

echan and

jetpack_monkey (and

diannelamerc and

lizbetann). If there is anyone in the LA area who would like to meet up with me and/or them while I'm visiting, HOLLA.

I have this I don't even know, it might actually be a disorder, but apparently I am more likely to feel things are right with the world if I move all my crap around every year or so (if I'm not actually moving from one house to another). At present I'm considering essentially switching the TV/guest room and my bedroom--because my bedroom is bigger, and I want to turn the TV room into the VIDDING ROOM, and have my desk and vidding computer in there as well as the fiendishly clever ikea sofa bed the TV. While it would make it difficult to vid from bed, it would make vidding a) potentially more social, as covidders could hang out and clip from DVD or betas could hang out and watch random crap until needed but, like, in the same room and b) more likely to happen from some members of the House of Torres who don't like climbing over my endless piles of laundry to get to my vidding computer.

I measured everything and found a decent free designer online, floorplanner.com, and then took some screenshots:

( probably only interesting to people who will actually spend time in my house )

My to-do list is full of boring, grown-up things like endless piles of laundry and car maintenance and shoes. My plotbunny list lately is all:

--Harry Dresden is Not a Lesbian (Harry always-a-woman AU, ( spoiler cutting here for echan, who's only read to like book 2? but this should be safe for ysobel, who said she's up to book 4 ))
--WHERE ARE ALL MY PEPPERBOT NOTES, DAMN IT THIS NEEDS MORE PLOT, hahaha Steve is all "cool! the future is awesome! who else is a robot?"
--These Mistress Pepper notes are surprisingly complete, hahaha Steve is SO confused by them switching between Mr. Stark and Miss Potts and Tony and Pepper, because it's a scene/not scene thing that they're not copping to
--somewhere in the corner, Ivan is hiding from me all smug. I'll get you, my pretty.

Current Mood: awake

I'm visiting

stariceling for the weekend and have gotten her hooked on both Leverage and Echo Bazaar (go me). In any case, watching the first season of Leverage in a gulp has reminded me of the two main romantic sets I want enormously that no one has written for me:

Parker/Maggie. Parker likes to smell Maggie. And pet her. And after hanging out with the gang for more than five minutes Maggie realizes a) that Parker isn't being creepy per se, she just doesn't have very normal social functioning and b) it will fuck with Nate's head so much, not to mention the rest of them, honestly, going "Parker? And sex? How?!??" if Maggie goes along with, nay, even returns or escalates, the sniffing and petting.

Also: Parker/Sophie/BASE-jumping. The show has frankly given me just enough to whet my appetite and no enough to say, make a vid just of them leaping of buildings together.

Furthermore, I am astounded that no one is writing the trainwreck I want from Dresden Files fic. Actually, I'm kind of astounded no one is writing certain trainwrecks I thought might actually have some traction in Dresden Files fandom, but perhaps the ao3.org community is too mature for the kind of hilarious badfic drama I want, which is sad, because frankly the thing that sucked me into Dresden Files canon in the first place is the hilarious badfic drama, which has eventually transcended to Lord King Bad Fic, and why would you want your actual fanfic to be more serious and considered than your source material? I ask you. Perhaps I should go check Pit of Voles. *checks* Damn it, that was a bust. There were only 8 stories out of 588 that even listed Molly as a (main? how does that work now?) character. Wow, okay, you guys, I WENT TO PIT OF VOLES FOR MY BADFIC NEEDS and it disappointed. What is the world coming to?

People. I want Molly/Thomas. I think it is hilarious, terrible, and doomed, but I also think that her reaction to ( I think this was in Changes? Look, I read all the books in about 5 minutes, they run together a little. )

Side note: Harry's head exploding repeatedly is an important feature of most of the fic I want. FYI.

I have this theory that "true love" is kind of a misnomer for what troubles White Court vamps, because it pisses me off that Thomas is all blithely "oh yeah most people never know true love, especially rich bitches" re working as a stylist. I think it's actually "I would die for you/you would die for me" that triggers the problem, and most people, you know, people not living in close vicinity to Harry Dresden, live their lives without getting into life-or-death situations and finding out if they ever really would. But so: ( back to the Changes spoilers )

*laugh* When I was failing to unpack all of this DEEP REASONING and just told

grey_bard that Thomas/Molly leads to Molly/Justine, she said, "Not Thomas/Molly/Justine? Because the true Thomas OTP is Thomas/Thomas's angst?" WHICH IS TOTALLY TRUE. Thomas/Thomas's angst is so pure. *cackle*

I would also talk about

niqaeli and my plotbunnies about Molly's detailed plan, with many activities, for her and Ramirez popping each other's cherries, or about how we want Molly to out Harry as bisexual to himself and break his brain repeatedly, or how I think it would be awesome to return the favor and break Molly's brain for once when Harry finds himself in a threesome with Michael and Charity--

I would talk about all of these things in more detail but I am sure I have already said enough to make me deeply unpopular in Dresden Files fandom based on what fic is actually getting written, so I'll save my breath. Also I'm hungry.

I maintain that I am still gafiated despite spewing my thoughts and desires at dreamwidth, therefore I reserve the right to ignore any and all comments, especially if they annoy me. Or I might just get bitchy. Fair warning.

Current Mood: excited

--FTM vampire Nikola Tesla; very George Sand except never known/revealed to the general public and, confident of having a great deal of time, gradually trying out medical procedures and treatments as they become less stupidly awful. In my head, Helen is snarking about the caterpillar he used to wear on his upper lip to pass. Also, Will's "what" face is very what. Somehow "the guy who invented the radio just dissed Jack the Ripper" fits into his worldview okay. And vampires. And other Abnormals. And stuff. But he is going "wait, what?" at the idea that Nikola is trans. Maybe partially because he's just so ordinarily trans. He is not "my Abnormal power is changing sex at will" trans or "the Source blood made me into a dude" trans or anything. Will might find the whole thing easier to grasp if he were. Will's sense of reality is so skewed. But mostly: Tesla! and Helen! And Tesla snarking about how if he'd given up and worn the damn petticoats he'd've had a much better chance with Helen back at Oxford, because Helen really wished she had another woman around.

--that time when Gregor was 17 and very nearly had an assignation with a girl whose family Alys felt was not at all proper and what was Gregor THINKING, nearly giving them a political hold on him, they're Conservatives for heaven's sake, only things are poorly articulated all around and what Gregor gets out of it is: he is not allowed to have sex EVER with ANYONE (presumably until Alys marries him off appropriately) and he has NO CONTROL of his own life and his security watches him ALL THE TIME and NEVER LEAVES HIM ALONE and obeys ALYS AND ARAL and NOT HIM DAMN IT. His sulk is epic as only teenage sulks can be, though frankly far more true than most over the top teenager complaints, and he has been tossed down to Vorkosigan Surleau to calm down and 12 year old Miles and Ivan um. help? try to help? by showing Gregor this hole in the security they found and they all go exploring in the mountains until ImpSec shows up about an hour later going OH MY GOD THE EMPEROR WE LOST YOU WE WERE AFRAID YOU MIGHT BE DEAD NEVER LEAVE US AGAIN WHAT IS THIS SCRATCH ARE YOU HURT DID SOMEONE HURT YOU DID THESE BOYS TRY TO ASSASSINATE YOU WE CAN FIX THAT LET US AT THEM. Everyone is sort of failing at the calming down thing. It's hilarious and terrible and also where Illyan pokes at wee Ivan and goes, "I see you have a brain. I will not allow you to waste it," and appropriates him to be a secret agent on the spot. After scaring him half to death, because what Illyan was meant to be doing was playing Simon Illyan, Bogey-Man, as Alys-approved punishment for gross stupidity (he offered because Alys was wringing her hands going I DO NOT EVEN KNOW WHAT DO I DO WITH MY SON FOR THIS, whereas Cordelia and Aral were just planning to have a long and very serious talk with Miles about recklessness and people trying to protect them and consequences, and ask Miles what he thought an appropriate punishment would be, because by that age Miles was very good at declaring his own penances far more strictly than certainly Cordelia would have handed out).

Er.

Current Mood: amused

Nearly had a screaming meltdown on--late Friday night, early Saturday morning? I think? I've been at

niqaeli's since then, aside from a brief run by my house for textbooks. I should probably think about going home. I have a small spot of homework to do in the next twelve hours, and I'm thinking about sleeping.

I want to be creative. I fired up Final Cut but that didn't really go anywhere; I opened up googledocs and thought about writing Sanctuary fic--I'm all caught up and have this ridiculously detailed plotbunny in my head about the intersection of the sexcapades of Helen Magnus and Vampire Nikola Tesla (with other people) that I'm actually kind of ashamed of, oh my god, the things that live in my head, I don't even.

But what came out was more Echo Bazaar fic. I'm sort of... I don't even know, this fic can't decide whether it wants to be game-play fic or narrative fic. At least it's settled on first-person for the narrative sections.

( bit of what I wrote tonight )

I really want to have some art in the story, it feels wrong not to have art in Echo Bazaar fic. I sent a message to someone asking if I could use some of the beautiful stuff I've seen go by on my droll (*waves*), I sort of flailed and dorked around incoherently a lot so you know, hopefully I don't come off as completely illiterate. *facepalm*

the FTM!Party Poison story involving misappropriation of BLI drugs, self-inflicted top surgery, and other moves of desperation

Stab the Cat lyrics and script

blueprints for the Land Sail

Stab the Cat budget sheet

the Echo Bazaar plot bunny that doesn't even have a named protagonist, DAMN YOU SECOND PERSON

Ivan Vorpatril's very pointed commentary on things ongoing in my real life, wtf

/me curls up in a ball and cries

Current Mood: creative

My festivid is a hit. I am refraining heroically from answering comments, which are awesome. (I also keep seeing my gift, the awesome Marion from Indiana Jones vid, on recs lists, which brings me glee.)

niqaeli is collecting an entry of quotes from the vid mines that I wouldn't let her post at the time because they're spoilery, but the schedule on festivids is so stretched out that we're reaching the point of losing context. "Why was [char] a vampire?" I found myself asking regarding one of the quotes that was hilarious at the time. I remembered eventually. It's spoilery.

Today I discovered a new portmanteau for

niqaeli's favorite SPN pairing: Casquatch. We died and died of laughter.

Last week we went to see Red at the dollar theater--that being the flick where aging ex-spies (Bruce Willis, Morgan Freeman, John Malkovich, Helen Mirren) are on somebody's hit list and being pursued by up-and-coming spy (Karl Urban). We found it hilarious and adorable. It almost but not quite passed Bechdel. I'm not sure I would find it as charming on second viewing because ( violence against women )

Watched the last two episodes of White Collar. My memory for the one last week is full of holes. Oh wait, it's coming back to me. Burke's Seven. Right. Did you know

niqaeli and I have a pet theory that El totally was a con and Peter figured her out in a way he couldn't arrest her for (among other things I like this theory for decreepifying the surveillance photo courtship: it was legitimate case surveillance!) and either she knew Neal and lets Neal think Peter doesn't know this for hilarity or Neal has only recently discovered her shadowy past and recognizes her reputation and is all OMG HOW WHAT YOU WERE SO AWESOME I DON'T EVEN. Anyway, with that theory, most El scenes get an extra twenty points of sweeeeeet.

So the most recent episode had the potential to joss the vid I'm working on, and I've been expecting to be jossed since--okay, no, I was expecting to be jossed last November but I've since given up on it (my attitude at this point is SHOW, PROVE ME WRONG! JOSS ME!)--but far from jossing me, this episode provided more fodder for the vid. ( my thoughts on this week's episode )

In other news, Ivan quietly went under and waited out Yuletide and Festivids and this week resurfaced. Bits of three of my four active Vorkosigan novellas of last year are once again taking over my brain (and the fourth is waiting for Bel to come out of hibernation). And I haven't even reread the books again or read any fic lately (except for

dira's this evening, which made me cry at the sweet, and I would link but I'm on bit and I can't be bothered to deal with the annoying screenness to hunt down the URL ETA http://dira.dreamwidth.org/561801.html /ETA). So I decided to try for 300 words a day all year on one of those four plot bunnies, which at this point in the year would give me 100K by December 31, and hopefully enough pieces to string together a whole postable story or two and a lot of hilarious outtakes. Those of you on my WIP filter will get to watch me muddle through out of order!

Work: my hours are getting cut stupid low sigh.
School: I have another nominee for the "film class from hell" tag.
Cope: Hahaha what is that. At least I am still to some extent getting shit done?

Current Mood: creative

There's a reason I have a braintwin. Apparently it is for CRACK.

So I watched Inception months ago and it was interesting and whatever and I read fic as it was recommended on my droll and whatever but I was not hugely inspired (other than the OH MY GOD WHAT horribly straight Dom/Mal vid--so come with me up to the balcony and we'll fall like paper planes/in the morning the papers will say 'lovers fly away' WTF IS THAT EVEN besides painful, so very painful, why couldn't I have awesome vid ideas like Like a Boss? I fucking love that vid).

Then this week I went to see it with

niqaeli who had not seen it prior (we were waiting for, like, two months for it to hit the dollar theatre, and boggling at the wait) and after discussing it with her SUDDENLY MY BRAIN IS FULL OF CRACK BUNNIES.

"Hi," said Arthur when Ariadne opened her hotel door. He then launched into: "So Dom is an asshole who's apparently forgotten the meaning or maybe just the ethical necessity of full disclosure in our line of work."

"Yeah, I'd caught that," Ariadne said. The job was over, though, so what Dom hadn't told them couldn't hurt them now, right? "Was there something in particular you wanted to vent about that he forgot to tell you?"

"No," said Arthur. "That he forgot to tell you. See, he just confessed that he might have forgotten to mention the pon farr to you."

Ariadne stared at him. "The what?" she said flatly.

"Uh," said Arthur. "You're not familiar with Star Trek...?"

"Oh, I am," said Ariadne. "Ergo me wanting to know, pon farr has what to do with my life?"

Because, see, ( discussion of the conceit of the movie; I wouldn't think it's spoilery but wth do I know )

PS fandom why are you not all over the telepathy thing? I know the movie never mentions ESP but how else do you explain it? Has then been addressed somewhere I didn't see because I've mostly been reading stress baking AUs?

Also the telepathy issue brings up ( plot spoilers )

Then there's the shit niq has me cooking up about wtf ways to use Eames's forging abilities. She suggested in aid of someone's furry fantasy and I replied that no, wingfic was in order--
niq: Are they SPARKLY?
me: Not sparkly enough, no, because Eames has done FAR TOO MUCH RESEARCH on realistic wings--

(side note: he absolutely did vast, personal research for the blonde and is INSULTED when Arthur asks which one she's a copy of, she's a work of ART, not plagiarism, though Eames will be happy to give you references of inspiration for any body part that interests you)

At some point in the conversation niq objected to the wing fantasy belonging to Arthur because she feels fandom has made much of little with that pairing and fucked up what they had (where is the bitchy snark? and no one understands the correct usage of "darling" in the British parlance, apparently) so I said:

me: So Eames has done so much research on wings for Saito's fantasy--
niq: AHAHAHAH OMG he wants wings AND tentacles!
me: --THAT HE HAS TWO HYPERREALISTIC PROBLEMS--
niq: yes? (humoring the crazy lady)
me: 1) he smells like sea gull and 2) he's done enough research into weight-to-wingspan ratios that he can't convince himself, dream or no, that he can fly.

I am transcribing from memory of spoken conversation, not copy/pasting from IM, so I have probably lost some of the hilarity.

AND THEN THERE WAS THE OTHER ONE ABOUT WHAT DOM WANTS EAMES TO FORGE--( Read more... )

Seriously OMG I am probably never going to write any of this as actual story but it makes me so happy to have floating around in my head and it is all niqaeli's fault. I less-than-three her so.

Current Mood: happy

The "you went to bed early? that's a punishable offense" edition.

I think I am doing better. I got up early, went to class, though I didn't make anything up, and I wrote--I can't get any of the Glee crap out of my head, which is too bad as I am starting to annoy my nearest and dearest retelling them bits, but I wrote down some of Amita in space (on a hunch; the empty page was staring at me and wouldn't take ink for the stories of in-many-ways-normative white dudes, so I started writing Amita and got like, four pages down and only stopped for time). It's been a while since I wrote, this is good. Also I made a cheesecake and used up four of our multitude of apples (two more for the topping when I get around to it).

And that was my day. I am back to putting "going to class" in my list of accomplishments, which sucks, but I hadn't been doing it and I did it, which is good.

And: quiz due by 2:30 on Friday. Very doable.

I got bit by a Glee plotbunny.

I am trying to decide whether to do ANY research for realism or if that would be completely superfluous.

*facepalm*

...Mac Ramsey just recognized Neal Caffrey in a boutique and practically vaulted a sales counter to come say hi.

Trying to figure out if this is time displacement "everything is now" fic or if I need to ask what the Once a Thief crew have been doing for the last dozen years.

So what I have determined is that by and large I don't want to read White Collar gen because some vast proportion of it is whumping. Kidnapped, beaten, drugged, forced to do crime, rescued non-romantically. Whumping. And I try to steer clear of those even when it's a romantic rescue, because the healing power of sex only occasionally does it for me and those versions frequently also have rape. I hate to say this, but oh fandom, why so predictable? I mean, sure, even the show used the formula, to which I say, show! stop reading so much fanfic! Or at least branch out a little.

I might be interested in reading gen for case fic, if someone were doing research or using an area of their expertise to write an interesting case that got solved without kidnappings and beatings, but mostly gen uses cases as backdrops for kidnappings and beatings, not as interesting subjects in their own right.

Whereas OT3 fanfiction a big gooey marshmallow land, and sure, there's some kidnappings and beatings but it's easier to skip past them and find stories where their biggest obstacle is failure to communicate their feelings adequately. I mean, I wrote gen with case pastede on yay, but I wrote gen in which I stole the entire plot from OT3 fanfiction, which I would like you to know takes talent and brain contortions.

(Has anyone been writing solid case fic sans whumping? I'll take recs.)

Of bunnies I'm currently fielding, Kryptonian Neal is very awake in my head, and that story is so very much an OT3 story that it has interstellar scale failure to communicate their feelings adequately. I feel certain there's actual plot going on in the background but no one wants to 'fess up and tell me what it is.

Also there's the one where Neal's entire life is high drama, not just the parts where he swallows handcuff keys. Shockingly I think this one may be the deeply slashy gen story of how Neal wants Peter to trust him and doesn't even try to use sex to accomplish that end.

It is also kind of hilarious how different my brain's fic space and vid space are in this fandom. It's like all my fic bunnies are totally my id writhing around on the floor (my id just happens to be all about the relationship drama and not about the kidnappings and beatings) and my vid bunnies are intellectual engagement (yes, even Pisco Bandito).

Current Mood: thoughtful

I really wanted to write tonight, get a little of Don and Amita arguing in my head down on ether, and instead I both crashed and burned out on wtf.

In other news: Navi Rawat is hot. Discuss.

I'm skimming my plot bunnies tag because apparently what I need is to remind myself how many stupid epic stories live in my head, and I just found the entry back when I thought I wouldn't be consuming enough SPN to write a Jess lives (and is awesome) AU. Hahahahah fuck me sideways.

ETA: Why aren't I asleep yet? Fuck me, that would be because I stopped for iced coffee wouldn't it.

Most of the fanfiction I tag on delicious is... well, it would be wrong to say outright that it's all recs, some of it just falls under the category of "things I don't hate," because sometimes I want to find that completely mediocre story I read that one time again. But I don't usually tag badfic, and I did tonight, and I was sort of... enthusiastically blunt, and I got to thinking, how would I feel if I went vanity-deliciousing and found something like that?

So now I've gone vanity-deliciousing in search of the most hilarious comments, which is not how I usually do it, but it's fun!

( vanity deliciousing feeds my vanity )

Wow so that was pseudomasturbatory.

I also appear to have opened up a handful of plotbunnies that never got written but which I detailed thoroughly enough that people tagged them. Including how the entire crime world keeps saving Iron Klaus's ass because he's a friend of Eroica's, how Rodney McKay married Tony Stark for KNOWLEDGE, and how Kirk accidentally caused Spock's candidacy for Federation president. Because I need to unearth more bunnies to live constantly in my head.

I want a new default/writing icon. Thoughts/requirements: female character in a current or enduring fandom of mine, preferably in the act of writing or drawing, although I am also considering the thought of text tattoo (text need not be English/Latin alphabet, though I would like to know what it says). Studio 60 is in my brain a bit, so I thought about Matty at his computer (an icon saying "I am eating it" would crack me up) but fairly rapidly determined that no, I really did want a woman, and none of the women from Studio 60 speak to me emphatically enough for default icon material. Then I considered Supernatural and I went poking for Ruby and spell diagrams or devil's traps or something but I think most of that is elided out. I have a reasonable shot of Anna and a blood sigil, but a) Anna makes my brain hurt and b) she looks really freaked out, which is non-ideal. I'm halfway contemplating an icon of Pam looking over her shoulder laughing at Dean about her "Jesse forever" tramp stamp, but a) I dunno what I think about using, for this purpose, ink that outlived its purpose, and b) I'm not that big a Pam girl. I remembered Lady Gaga has a ton of ink, but curiously the cinematography in her videos doesn't fetishize it. (For instance, I am not sure I will ever figure out what she has on her left shoulder.) I am most interested on the long German text she has on her inner arm, partly because I'm mostly likely to get it in frame with her face, and partly because of what that text is--a Rainer Maria Rilke quote, "In the deepest hour of the night, confess to yourself that you would die if you were forbidden to write. And look deep into your heart where it spreads its roots, the answer, and ask yourself, must I write?"

Okay, so far, images I'm considering (that I would probably want to add text to)--
http://jmtorres.dreamhosters.com/images/jesseforever.jpg
http://jmtorres.dreamhosters.com/images/germantat.jpg
http://jmtorres.dreamhosters.com/images/recliningtat.jpg

Any thoughts on other characters that might suit my criteria, or other places to find images of the strong contenders that might suit my criteria?

All of which is in aid of (because one must have the appropriate icon for the post):

I feel like my brain is roiling with epic WIPs lately and I want to note them all (and give anyone who wants opportunity to um, encourage anything they like).

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Vorkosigan 60, which really ought to get a proper working title for the story as opposed to the 'verse. I went back looking for records of ever talking about this, and I don't think I managed to properly explain it to my journal any time in the three years I've had the bunny. See, back in... early 2007, I think, is when I broke and let

niqaeli show me Sorkin's meta RPF crack, there were odd bits about how Danny ran the show like, um, the whole machiavellian control freak manipulation of the focus group data to make Matt start fighting back about politics in his writing, and the exchange regarding intermittent power outages caused by a palm tree:

Danny: How much do I wanna know about this?
Cal: As little as possible.
Danny: 'kay.

So I had this thought that had me literally on the floor laughing, and if I remember right

niqaeli ended right there with me while the boys of the household sort of... eyebrowed at us. That thought was that Matt and Danny would be good ImpSec officers.

That is basic concept of the fusion. Details have sorted out thusly: Danny's Barrayaran, a captain, in Galactic Affairs. He trains up agents to work as responsibly as if there is no safety net by attempting to convince them he is not actually paying attention to anything they do--so they'll get shit done because if they don't, it's not getting done. Illyan threw him mediocre agents to sharpen up in this manner. There's a fair number of agents who recall Captain Tripp with... fond terror. Matt is Komarran, Danny went to college on Komarr, met him, and sort of dragged him home. Matt is Danny's pet analyst and his specialty is spotting domestic assassination attempts using galactic resources. He sort of chews on invisible problems from both ends and then says "There, that shipment of phlebotinum, so and so's using that for this plot." It's a... heavily intuitive pattern recognition thing. He couldn't tell you how he picks out what's important, but once he's at the conclusion, he can point to all the data points that got him there, and he's right. It relies hugely on having reams of accurate, seemingly trivial data. The first time he gets really fouled up is circa Civil Campaign, because one of the reports he mines regularly for currents in high Vor society is Byerly's, and Byerly started falsifying/leaving many things out of his reports. Not that Dono was a mystery that would have concerned Matt much, just that Byerly's reports got sparse while he was covering for Dono.

There's two main plot threads to the story I'm writing--one is that Matt and Danny get split up, which neither of them copes with well. Illyan had some patience for their special partnership but management has recently changed at ImpSec, and not all the personnel details came to Allegre intact. And also: without yet knowing why he's off (Dono not yet revealed, the hole in the data not yet obvious) Matt has been off, so the apparent efficacy of his and Danny's partnership is tarnished. So Matt's getting transferred and Danny's trying to pull strings to get him back, which is... you don't go around department heads in ImpSec, really, you don't. You most certainly do not go to the retired former head of ImpSec and ask for a social introduction to a potential patron who could somehow intervene on your behalf with the Emperor, because that's who you have to go to if you're going over the current head of ImpSec. You don't do any of that. Unless you're Danny Tripp and completely co-dependent to the point that it uh, interferes with your judgement.

The other main plot thread is the mystery that Matt's trying to unravel with no good sense of what pieces he's missing. It centers on Harriet Vorhayes, née Vorrutyer (which is part of the reason Byerly's inaccurate reports are so crucial here; he's stopped reporting family gossip). Matty has been inappropriately hung up on the married Vor lady for a long time; not involved, just, Danny really wishes he would... not attempt to socialize with her. So while Danny indulges Matt's requests for more data about her, because Matt's hunches pan out nine times out of ten, Danny is also quietly headdesking about stalking goddamn Harriet of all people. (Harriet's family history is... of import, so out of not spoiling the nature of the plot Matt uncovers, I will not go into it here.)

The eventual intersection of the Harriet mystery and Danny trying to climb the Vor for a patron lands squarely on Gregor being Gregor at them. Gregor being quietly, intensely Imperial is quite possibly my favorite thing in the entire Vorkosigan universe, so naturally that's where the whole story I'm writing is aimed at. So that's what Vorkosigan 60's about. Heh.

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The Haunting: A Comedy of Spirit is, approximately, an AU of season 6 of SG-1. (This is the season when Daniel was dead.) In this story, ascended Daniel just never leaves Jack alone. Jack is bitchy about this, Sam and Teal'c are concerned for Jack's sanity, Skaara would like to not have to be the one to break it to Jack that Jack and Daniel are kind of dating, and somehow Jonas ends up obsessed with vampires. I've written a chapter and a half and about two thirds of the outline, and that much story is twelve thousand words, seriously, what, how. I posted the first chapter two years ago, and I really would like to finish it. I started rewatching season six with my brother toward this end.

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Kryptonian Neal, who needs a better working title. This is a White Collar/DCU fusion inspired by this image of Matt Bomer in Clark Kent glasses and some of Neal's more alien behavior--seriously, every time I watch the scene at Maria's house in "Book of Hours," where she leans in and he doesn't kiss her for like, two minutes, and in fact does not kiss her at all in that scene, despite her continually leaning right into his space--yeah, this is clearly Kryptonian touch taboo at work. *nods vigorously* There are two relevant entries where I discuss this story: a snippet about Neal's Kryptonian criminal record and a solicitation of which parts of DCU I should draw on.

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Rubyverse, my AU of season 4 of Supernatural, which is actually two fucking epic stories, paired:

The first is primarily about Sam and Ruby's summer vacation. Its working title is something along the incredibly clichéd lines of "To Hell and Back" because the primary AU feature of this part of the story is that Ruby actually assists Sam in attempts to get Dean back from hell, up to and including storming hell via the devil's gate in Wyoming. They also do other dumb shit like call up the crossroads demon and fail to deal (almost exactly as shown in canon) and call up the Trickster and ask him to turn back the clock again. But the main feature is the trip to hell--the preparation for it, because they have to get the colt from Crowley to open the gate, and because it's a long journey requiring provisioning (I think they spend nine months under hill, which works out to like, two and a half days topside) as Sam can't eat or drink anything he didn't bring in with him, or he'll end up trapped there. Ruby leaves her body topside and in hell becomes apparent as the image of how she was when she died, which leads to interesting bits of backstory coming out (which conflict with other parts of backstory she tells to other people at other times, unless you know what I know, and you won't, because the one POV that will not be present in this story is Ruby's). Ruby feeds Sam a metric fuckton of her own blood in hell, to the point that he can black-eye voluntarily, in an effort to allow him to pass as demon to casual inspection, so they can travel in hell without getting caught. (Sam remains altered by this after they get out, and Dean gets out, much to Dean's dismay; however, the manner of blood-drinking matters a lot, and this Sam only drank Ruby's freely offered blood: he didn't slaughter unwilling demons or kill a nurse or even take of Ruby's unconscious host, because Ruby left her body topside and fed Sam direct from herself in hell. He was also not trying to gain the strength to control or kill demons, and intent matters. So Sam ends up with an uncomfortable amount of power that is not tainted the same way it is in canon.) They eventually do not break Dean out because Sam snaps and busts a few hundred damned, tortured souls out and draws the attention of who Ruby terms "the scary motherfuckers": fallen angels, of whom there are not that many, but they run hell, and really the only thing to do is flee. I know this story is told out of order and I'm playing with something as simple as the framing device of telling Dean what happened while he was down, interspersed with a short run of events immediately after they get him back (Ruby fucking with Dean, the process of figuring out who Castiel is, and Castiel meeting Ruby and being extremely baffled by her, because interrogation suggests that not only is she trying to prevent the apocalypse, she has feasible plans for doing so). The ending is where Sam and Dean meet Ruby-who-is-not-Ruby: the coma girl woke up, and Ruby vacated her body.

The second part is going by the working tile of "Janie, and Other Lost Lambs," and is about, among other things, just-awoken amnesiac coma girl, who goes by Janie, as dubbed by Ruby, short for Jane Doe. Janie makes a go of life away from the Winchesters and the apocalypse while Ruby rides a proper corpse (male, just to mess with Sam and Dean's heads). But Janie... she can't remember anything about her own life at this point, but she remember parts of what Ruby did in her body (so most of part 1, except for the actual in-hell bits, during which comatose Janie was left in Bobby's care, I'm pretty sure). And she ends up calling Ruby, because Ruby is all she knows. Eventually demons hunt Janie down and try to take her apart to figure out what the fuck Ruby is doing (not unlike what happened to Jimmy Novak), and when the boys and Ruby ride to her rescue, Ruby ends up riding Janie again on a more permanent basis, with permission and certain protections. Janie gets more involved in Ruby's plan to stop the apocalypse, which at this point involves fucking with the seal count to buy time. I have a handful of seals I know they mess with that I swear are not all designed to get certain rarepairs I want (Ruby/Cas, Janie/Jo, Cas/Janie, what have you...) and there is ongoing back and forth between Ruby and Cas about how possession functions (and the fact that Jimmy is so totally Cas's sub) and how seals are constructed and deconstructed. Janie's pre-coma identity is eventually determined, and it's relevant, but mostly as a thing Janie gives up when Ruby offers her the out again and Janie chooses to stick around to be part of the fight instead. Ruby makes the guys train Janie to fight in case Ruby herself is ever out of commission, which becomes useful sooner than Ruby was expecting when they need a Trickster and Gabriel's reaction to the curiosity that is the Ruby/Janie partnership is to poke hard and damage Ruby in the process. Crowley pops up again. Among my primary clusterfuck (Ruby, Janie, Sam, Dean, Cas and Jimmy) blood and sex get exchanged in various lines. Tattoos are acquired. There is a too clever plan about Lilith, and a less clever back-up plan that Ruby is not admitting to herself she is setting in motion, although Cas and Janie back her on it. There is noncon snuggling. Many people well-meaningly ask, with varying degrees of tact, Janie if she's okay being Ruby's host. The answer sort of fluctuates, but Janie chooses Ruby over other options again, and again, and again. Ruby pushes her, but Ruby offers her the out, too, because it's important that Janie choose--particularly because Ruby is a demon, and there are things she can't choose, and needs Janie to agree to choose for her. I am sort of dancing around not blowing the ending on this one, so I will sum up thematically instead: it's about the limits of free will and the power of choice.

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*sits back and stares at screen* I've been working on that for four hours, and by the way, those are only the epic stories in my head. I have a ton of smaller bunnies, up to and including the wtf how did I end up with this one Misha/Dean twitterfic. I also have plans this weekend to bang through my prompts post, though I have decided for the sake of getting things flowing that for those prompts I will write what I'm inspired to write and not worry about whether it fits the prompt exactly or might not be what the prompter intended. I feel kind of guilty about it, but it wasn't a secret santa prompt collection and the point was to get me writing, so get me writing we'll do.

And now it might be time to sleep.

Current Mood: creative
Current Music: baby I'm ready to go

I definitely do not need to be writing a story entitled "Tony Stark, Baby Daddy."

Today will be extra long (carpet-cleaning is tonight at work) so I welcome any txts people would like to amuse me with. Include your number if you would like a reply (and be aware the txt form seems to eat about 10-15 characters).

It's been ages and ages since I did a proper prompts post with like, multiple fandoms on offer, and also very long since I've written anything off a prompts post.

My goal is to write maybe ten scenes off prompts at a thousand words each; please recall that the last time I set out to write a thousand word fic, this happened, so a) I may not get to everyone and b) someone may get a surprise epic. But MY GOAL IS to write ten or a dozen roughly thousands-word stories. PS whoever asked me for "Ruby is Dean's mother" THAT FILE IS STILL OPEN AND MOCKS ANY WORD LIMITS I TRY TO IMPOSE ON IT.

FANDOMS ON OFFER:
--Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip
--Vorkosigan Saga
--V60 (aka, Matt and Danny from Studio 60 work for Impsec on Barrayar... it's a whole thing)
--Iron Man movies
--Roswell
--Glass Houses (epic Weiß Kreuz AU, I'm around chapter 130 on reread at the moment, YAY BRADPARENTS)
--White Collar
--Supernatural, although I should warn you I haven't watched the last three episodes so depending on prompt, you might get STRAWBERRY JELL-O.

I will consider other fandoms you know me to have consumed in the past. For instance *glances at

grey_bard* just last night I became enamored of the idea of a HL/SPN crossover in which the boys know perfectly well about Immortals, they're just like FUCKING SEACOUVER, LET'S NEVER GO THERE. *grins*

I work best with prompts that are specific but brief enough to capture in ten words or less.

Current Mood: hopeful

Hey, if I wrote Roswell fic, would there be any audience for it? I'm trying to figure out what power Kyle eventually gets, and that story would probably be concurrent with how the puppy pile that is the (surviving) Roswell 6 in the VW microbus becomes functional poly. I also have this theory, based on I keep watching episodes in which Liz and Max are desperately making out to achieve moar visions, and Michael offers Max his apartment complete with seduction tunes preloaded on the stereo, for MOAR VISIONS, and I can't help wondering if it wasn't just healing that made Liz eventually get powers. And that therefore Kyle will be flailing about his imminent powers that don't actually show up until he starts doing sex with aliens.

I have in my head two different versions of members of the Roswell 6 attempting to explain puppy pile. Max just runs down the list of who all sleeps with who, Kyle starts talking about primaries and non-mutual primaries.

And yet, for all of that, Ruby still owns my head. Ruby wants to talk the Winchester boys into a threesome, which is something that's unlikely to happen in Rubyverse for a number of reasons, though, well, mostly Hell. If I felt like I could write sex I would dash off a PWP or five. I found a Ruby/Winchesters threesome on AO3 the other day, it was, *laugh* probably less fucked up than I would have written them. Anyone know of other threesome fic that might be wandering about the internet? Or Dean/Ruby? I heart me some Dean/Ruby.

I am dying of allergies. Seriously, zyrtec-D is the only thing that makes my life worth living right now. And sucktastically as well, the sniffling and the watery eyes mean I constantly feel like I'm on the verge of crying. That plus general failure to cope makes me feel like I am constantly breaking down.

I am frustrated with my headspace about Supernatural right now. I'm starting to come out of the fruitcake obsesso place and wake up with the "did you get the number of that truck?" hangover about the last few months and I don't want to, quite yet, I want to actually write and vid a lot of the bunnies I have hanging around. I think part of the problem is that I don't deal well with week-to-week viewing of a show, as opposed to binging. It's killing me to play will I be jossed, will I be kripked, instead of just mainlining. (I realize normal people just watch shows this way. Hi, I'm not normal.)

So I have a plan. I haven't decided if I'm going to implement the plan yet, because there are drawbacks to the plan. But the plan is: I don't watch between now and the season finale, and then I get to mainline the last, what, five or so episodes. In between I would watch older stuff (I still haven't finished watching season 2!) and then when I get to mainline season end, I think I'll get a resurgence of fruitcake interest without the stop and go stagnation frustration I'm getting now.

Drawbacks: I'm actually looking forward to the next few episodes, based on spoilers. Not sure I have the patience.

everysecondtuesday,

grey_bard, and

echan would have a hard time talking to me without spoiling me (though considering how much I've been trawling imdb and youtube, maybe that would be okay? I could just be not-watching-spoiled until I mainline). And then, I don't know, there's vid considerations. Which is totally the last thing on my list because I'm still on waitlist for vvc and feel weird submitting stuff if I'm not going and honestly, vvc is going to be "I'm spending $500 to hang out with some people I like," as opposed to the other thing.

I keep turning myself around on that, too. I had one idea I thought I was doing for challenge and it occurred to me in like, the past two hours, that the drawer vid might be even MORE challenge-suitable. So there's like, three or four things I want to take to vvc. I mean, I guess just in that "to show my friends" way.

Current Mood: navel-gazing

Slept a lot. Agreed to clip for the Many Break-ups: Candy Tears vid with

niqaeli this week. Got nearly halfway into Good Omens and was confused by how many characters other than Crowley and Aziraphale there were (seriously, I had somehow managed to convince myself it was a fanfic style epic romance with plot as a backdrop). Was first useless as a beta and then worse than useless (I told

echan her vid had a pedophile in it). Read

echan some fanfiction, including the one where Sam offers to pop Cas's cherry and makes Dean help him pick lube and condoms until Dean explodes, and the one where Cas has to take a temporary host and Chuck tells Cas that Dean will laugh his ass off.

I should go to bed soon. I'm trying to figure out how to start the story I've given the working title of Sam and Cas's Trip to Detroit. Damn it, how do I have no titles for that and like, twelve for the other one? (Seriously: Angels Don't Do Booty Calls. All's Fair in Love and the End of Days. Jimmy Novak's Happily Ever After, With Cheeseburgers. These are all titles I like and consider acceptable for THAT story. I can't find titles for anything ELSE though.)

In my head, Ruby keeps calling Crowley "the Garden snake" and Dean keeps not hearing the capital in that and wondering who the hell Crowley is that Ruby thinks he's totally fangless but capable of helping them.

grey_bard pointed out to me that back in Mystery Spot, the identity the Trickster pretends is totally Jimmy Novak's. A wife named Amelia? A job selling ad time? Okay, so he added a spare kid. But uh. FLAIL. And the thing is? The way the timeline runs on Jimmy, Castiel was probably already courting him by that late in season 3. Suddenly I am wondering if the Trickster's interest in Sam and Dean was reignited by Castiel shopping for a host.

We went to renfaire with

traykor on Saturday and now my legs hurt and I have a plot bunny about Sam and Dean hunting wyverns at faire. And I have to tell you. Dean has garb.

Current Mood: artistic
Current Music: the more you suffer, the more it shows you really care

I feel that it's probably wrong to have this much fun breaking Dean into little pieces? But my viewpoint character is Ruby and she's murmuring about what pretty knives Dean gives her to twist.

Current Mood: artistic

Jimmy and Amelia Novak won't get out of my head, and they're having marital problems.

I am strangely tempted to title the story of the dissolution of their marriage "Angels Don't Do Booty Calls."

Current Mood: apathetic

I knew it was a bad idea, I knew I didn't trust anyone else to write this pairing in a way that remotely fit how I understand these characters, but I went ahead and asked the internet and oh. Oh it is as I feared.

Oh Internets. I assure you, Ruby is not the one who would feel the need to romanticize the sex. And I say this as someone who really likes Ruby and is busily AU'ing off the manipulative evil part. Just, no.

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You guys remember my Dollhouse vid? She Walks (over me)? We look the same, we talk the same, we fuck the same, we are the same?

( so I caught up on dollhouse )

Current Mood: bouncy

More bunnies from the entirely hyperactive EPIC FANFIC matrix of my brain (previous bunnies).

( white collar )

( the numb3rs/SGA one where Amita goes to Atlantis )

More later! I'm late for work.

Current Mood: awake

(there's an entry at the edges of this that probably needs to be under whine filter, about how I can't put my brain on the rails for real world functionality)

These days my head is in kind of in a constant state of EPIC FANFIC, except I'm not writing anything. I pull up WIPs on the computer and nothing happens. The most fic I've written is a page and a half of iambic pentameter in my notebook from when I'm supposed to be taking class notes, and most of that was in September.

So in theory I'm going to talk out the inside of my head and maybe some of this entry will be useful for outlines later.

( white collar(/chuck) bunnies )

Oh gosh, I thought I was going to get to other fandoms of EPIC FANFIC in my head, but that took an hour and a half to write and now I'm actually tired. So I think I'll lay down now.

Current Mood: calm
Current Music: and you are the dreamer, and we are the dream

I've had a terrible bunny. Please tell me someone's written it. Stanford era bodyswap fic: Dean wakes up with Jess, Sam wakes up on a hunting trip with dad, wackiness ensues.

I've skimmed past such an awful lot of assvirgin!Dean that I'm starting to wonder if anyone has written fiction in which he's like, "Hahahaha yeah right. You think there's sex I haven't tried?"

I was watching the Supernatural pilot last night (I turned up the disc of the first ten episodes

niqaeli handed me when season one was in broadcast because apparently I'm vaguely curious about the accuracy of fanon in a constantly kripke'd environment?) and there's this bit when Dean shows up and wants to talk to Sam away from Jess and Sam is like, "No, anything you wanna say you can say in front of her," and Dean goes, "So Dad went on a hunting trip and hasn't been back for a few days," and Sam goes, "uh, excuse us" like he forgot he had a double life and anything to hide from Jess. As hilarious as this is, I can't help thinking it would be more awesome if the punchline had been that in fact Jess did know and chimed in asking what bad thing their dad was hunting. So I kind of want an AU where Sam has been keeping his metaphorical backyard cleaned up at Stanford and has trusted Jess and she's helped out on a couple salt and burns or something, and so Sam totally makes Dean just talk in front of her and accept her input, and Dean blows a gasket because while Sam kept the family secrets secret, Dean had a special place, but if Sam's killing things with this woman then clearly Sam loves her more than Dean, although he chooses to manifest this jealousy as, "You said you were done! What do you mean, you're still hunting?" and is generally a sulky bitch. Also I want Jess to be educated and informed enough that she's capable of fending off the burns-women-on-ceilings demon and survives that whole thing. I recognize this rapidly becomes heavy AU territory (dude, maybe even more for the "Sam is of sufficiently different character to trust an outsider civilian" over the "Jess is still kicking instead of being a woman in the refrigerator") but I totally do not know enough about the series to map it all out and it this point I'm still claiming it's doubtful I'll ever watch that much.

Current Mood: hopeful

So I have been shamefacedly watching a few-years-old sitcom called "Less Than Perfect" because Zachary Levi is in it and I have been in Chuck withdrawal. If you want to see bits without subjecting yourself to whole episodes, I've been uploading a (mostly Kip-tastic) selection of clips to youtube (Kip being Zachary Levi's character).

This is a sitcom. It's driven by Idiot Ball more than my usual run of cheese. It hurts me often but fannishness has been creeping up in various ways. I considered asking for Less Than Perfect for yuletide. I even thought of what I would ask for (it's Kip-related. surprise). I was thinking about vidding it, because it would be less painful than trying to write it.

But I've just found the pairing I like for it. *headdesk* This is terrible.

Quick rundown of what this show is about: ( Read more... )

I've come to the terrible conclusion that my pairing of choice is Lydia/closetedgay-denialy!Kip. ( Read more... )

You see the myriad ways in which this is horrible and it pains me to contemplate writing.

Current Mood: headdesk

I really, deeply wish I were not this invested in Dollhouse.

Spoiler cut: This entry contains spoilers for all of season one, the unaired pilot, the unaired thirteenth episode of season one, and the first two episodes of season two. ( Read more... )

Current Mood: contemplative

I blame the recent icon post, because in my head right now the two stories warring for space are Miss Potts tearing her hair out at how Tony should be in therapy instead of subbing, and Danny Tripp apologizing for his smart mouth.

Current Mood: exhausted

I am habitually surprised I have no comments because I perceive myself as being fannishly active, even though I've been posting sporadically at best on fannish topics.

Things what I am reading/watching recently:

Vorskosigan: I've been rereading Civil Campaign and had to break out pen and paper to draw a family tree to keep the Vorrutyers sorted.

davetheinverted spotted the tree outline in my notebook from several feet away and was all, "Oh God who are you making related now?" Heh. Heh heh. I'm banging around the plot for the V60 AU

niqaeli and I have been not writing for a couple of years now and Danny and Illyan and ALYS are in my head on a regular basis lately. Have I mentioned I love Alys?

Eureka: I've caught up on the last several episodes mostly because

niqaeli kept asking me if Jack was kissing his sister (he wasn't, but ( spoiler? ) and Lexi look a fair amount alike if you haven't been watching regularly, and also, there was that confusing bit last fall where she didn't know Lexi *was* his sister and was like, "Juls? ...who did Jack knock up?" when she moved in). We are consistently confused about how the memory block alternate universe plot line never comes back, even when they get a ( spoiler. )

House MD: In an effort to bond with

echan, I watched the last four episodes of season 5 and the premiere last night. Bear in mind I have not regularly watched the show since sometime around season 2, I think, maybe, so most of my feelings on this are restricted to "House and Wilson, still pretty gay." (I kind of doubt that's a spoiler?) The premiere was interesting to us here at casa del crazy:

echan had a lot to say on the accuracy of the, ah, environment. As usual I would prefer not to discuss the show's take on vicodin with anyone with an actual real life chronic pain issue, because I know the show is dumb and I'm sorry and trust me you don't want to know what they did now. Oh well. The character development was interesting, at least.

Merlin: Watched the series 2 premiere. Ow, the dumb. I kept thinking of plot twists and being like, "wait, no, the show is too dumb for that." Teenagers: pretty. Check. Uther: bad daddy. Check. Were we expecting anything else? I have a hilarious plotbunny in my head where Merlin and Arthur get tossed to present-day to look at "prophecy" in the form of eighty gazillion versions of Arthurian legend. Monty Python and the Holy Grail is probably the most awesome part of this plotbunny, although Arthur's confusion at how he ends up married to Gwen and "well duh" at her having the hots for Lancelot are fairly amusing too. Also future!immortal!Merlin reminiscing about how tomatoes went extinct in Europe and now everyone thinks they didn't appear in Europe until brought over from the Americas in the 1500s.

Being Human: recently rewatched all of series one in aid of making Annie vid. Is depressing vid. Am frustrated by my inability to work on it without feeling I am giving into depression. Damn, I wish I could find a song for the adorable threesome vid. I keep wishing I could write long plotty fic for Being Human but I can't find a hook I want to play with. The nearest thing I have come up with is "a stray cat follows Mitchell home; dislikes George on sight" with hilarious were-cat complications re scratching, biting, and hissing. Spent a couple of weeks reading every BH fic I could find, found some number I enjoyed...

Someone start a conversation with me?

ETA: probably spoilers in comments, yo.

Current Mood: blah

I would like you all to know that Gregor is being a hell-child. Child may be the wrong term, he's twenty-ish. Yet I can't help feeling he is behaving rather horribly immaturely. There's the using people, the lying by omission, the incredible rationalization of dubious consent issues (though heaven knows Illyan's guilty of backing him up on that one), and the cake-topper, the firm belief that no wrong is greater than his wrong and no angst is deeper than his angst.

Honestly, Gregor, all things considered you're a relatively harmless pervert. Fantastically creepy, but not in your father's league at all, so please stop being an emo bastard on that score? Illyan's right: you have picked a good keeper, no one's going to let you go there, even if you had shown any inclination to, which you haven't.

*mutters* Muses.

Current Mood: creative

Number one weirdest appellation by fanfic writer reluctant to just call characters by name:

The Floridian.

So the like, three extant QL/Enterprise crossovers (every fan of Enterprise wrote one?) are all about Sam leaping into Archer. Which could be fun except for how everyone knows what's going on and honestly, watching Sam flail around trying not to out himself was uh, part of the appeal. And in any case, is not actually how I generally handle same-actor crossovers. I maybe be ALONE IN THE UNIVERSE on this one but my brain always tries to supply how the two characters could be THE SAME PERSON for same-actor crossovers. Weirdly there's been no doppelganger sex in the QL/Enterprise crossovers I've found. That's usually considered a feature.

Can anyone stand both QL and Enterprise long enough to talk to me about plot bunnies? Because I keep watching Enterprise and they keep having nonsensical time travel shenanigans and OH MY GOD.

I should really, really be writing a paper right now! Or at least doing research? And instead, I am plotty fic in my head. But not just any fic, no. Enterprise fic. Which I rightfully suspect no one will read and if anyone does read it, no one will admit to it. Oh Enterprise, you unacceptable racial epithet step-child of Trek canon.

( plot bunnies, cut because no one will actually want to read these, right? )