And even though right now is probably a terrible time to post fic, as it is still Yuletide season, I wrote some giftfics for Emma and Amelia, and I wanted to post them before the end of the year. And so:

+ Advanced Covert Dating, Troy/Abed(/Annie). "Hey, Abed?" Annie said. "Are you and Troy having secret sex?"

+ Better Than A Win, Aziraphale/Crowley. Aziraphale would have missed (or perhaps deliberately ignored) the nuance of together, but Crowley was a man-shaped being of the world, and knew what was being asked. "We've been around since -- for a while," he said. "But it's not like that."

Nonhuman sexualities! Roleplay! Future threesomes! A source I haven't written fic for in years, and another I've never written before! And both of them are only about 1200 words, too.
aria: ([buffy] whiteboard communication)
( Oct. 4th, 2011 01:01 pm)
So I -- sort of wrote this in my head in the shower? I have no idea what the hell this is, or if it wants to be anything when it grows up, or if it's even worth mirroring on the AO3, or anything. All I know is that it is a plotless fic in which girl!Dean Winchester watches Buffy. YEAH, I DON'T KNOW EITHER.

Contains spoilers through Buffy s6, real Supernatural canon knowledge only through s2 but a couple of ironic digs at later events, and trace amounts of nuts.

Buffy on Reruns in All the Hotels )

ETA: Posted with some minor edits on the AO3.
So perhaps you guys remember Sigyn (binding is not punishment), that fic I wrote where Darcy is a hipster and she and Loki bond over comics and when Loki is bound beneath the world, she stays with him to catch venom in a bowl? A few people mentioned that they'd be curious to read the version of Ragnarok that might happen as a result of that fic. "Haha, maybe," said I, lying through my teeth as one does when writing Loki, "if I ever figure out how to make it work in this universe."

I think the take-home message here is that, if you throw any myth about Loki at me, I will remix the hell out of it.

Ragnarok (release tips the balance), Darcy/Loki. A long time ago, when they were locked away, Loki promised they would escape at the end of the world.
aria: ([harry potter] shrieking shack)
( Aug. 3rd, 2011 11:02 pm)
So ... of all the things to bang out the day after finishing my Harry Potter reread, I wasn't really expecting this. I am fairly sure it should be subtitled "A Vindication of Ginny Weasley," or perhaps "Reasons to Ship Harry/Ginny, Haters to the Left," or perhaps even "In Other News, Aria Is Still Easy For Evil Overlords."

In any case, it is a remix of [personal profile] feverbeats' Tom Riddle Is a Stupid Vampire. My version is a bit longer -- because, as usual, I can't really write short things, but hell yes this one came in under 4000 words -- and it is:

Tom Riddle Will Take Your Soul (The Waking Dreams Remix), Tom/Ginny, Harry/Ginny. Pour your heart out to a Horcrux, and it will pour itself out to you.
THIS FIC IS SHORT. It is fic about Loki, and about how I am kind of a dork about Norse mythology, but mostly it is about Darcy!

Sigyn (binding is not punishment), Darcy/Loki. Darcy thinks of the sharp curve of Loki's smile, of his long pale fingers and his eyes like chips of ice. Some things are much more amazing and important than photosynthesis and YouTube and the ability to eat a whole box of Pop Tarts.

aria: ([thor] loki liesmith)
( Jun. 20th, 2011 05:33 pm)
This fic, this fucking fic.

I have my credit notes over at the fic proper, but what the hell, this was a labor of love and I think I should talk about these amazing people: Amelia for hand-holding, cheerleading, feeding me lines, hanging around for hours multiple nights in a row to yell about all the Loki feelings -- in short, this fic would not exist without them. Scott for saying smart, necessary things, and for making sure that my love for Loki didn't mean I was too nice to him. Olivia, as always, for forcing my structure to be better and for making the finished thing actually look good. And I can't even keep track of how many of you I additionally threw partial drafts at or wailed at while the fic was eating my soul; you are stars.

But now it is DONE.

Shatter, Thor/Loki, 32,209 words YEAH THAT'S RIGHT. "Loki," Odin says, heavy with disappointment and regret for all he has to raise his voice, "Odinson. I cast you out."

And now I am going to step away from the computer for a bit and read American Gods or something, because this fic is kind of my baby and I am not sure what to do now I have set it free.
aria: ([doctor who] apple)
( Apr. 24th, 2011 05:16 pm)
This morning I came across an offhand comment in a discussion thread about how adorable it would be if Amy and Rory had a child, and Eleven traveled around with a whole family of Ponds! I guess my brain thought it was, in fact, pretty adorable.

Slow Path. Jessie Pond Williams has the most amazing friend in the whole universe. KIDFIC, THAT'S RIGHT. No spoilers, just a wee child and the potential horror of Amy Pond as a responsible mother.
So I wrote a fic! It is an extremely belated fic for [personal profile] filia_belialis' birthday, or Christmas, or because she lets me crash in her room; probably all of the above! Anyway, we are partners in flailing about Demon's Lexicon, so Demon's Lexicon fic it is!

Fix, Nick/Alan. "What's stronger," Nick said, "a demon's mark or a magician's mark?" Spoilers like hell for the end of Covenant, wild speculation, aaaand my total inability to feel even a little guilty about writing this. I would happily write Alan all the damn time.
aria: ([misc] lessthanthree)
( Feb. 14th, 2011 06:45 pm)
Happy Valentine's Day! Today I am celebrating by eating some of the (frankly alarmingly large amount of) ice cream we have stockpiled in the freezer, remembering and appreciating that I have friends who love me, and giving a little something back. Here are a truly ridiculous number of kissing ficlets for your reading pleasure. (NB: I couldn't get to everyone's prompts, and for that I am sorry! I got to as many as I could, though, and I hope you'll enjoy some of those I did write.)

For [ profile] northeto: Sinclair/Delenn, Babylon 5 )

For [personal profile] polarisnorth: Giles/Remus, Buffy/Harry Potter )

For [personal profile] jolly_utter: Carmilla/Laura, Carmilla )

For [personal profile] filia_belialis: Doctor/Master, Doctor Who )

For [personal profile] skipthedemon: Doctor/River, Doctor Who )

For [personal profile] mergatrude: Fraser/Kowalski/Vecchio, due South )

For [personal profile] icepixie: Fraser/Thatcher, due South )

For [personal profile] gehayi: Methos/Alexa, Highlander )

For [personal profile] sophia_sol: Methos/Kronos, Highlander )

For [community profile] kinglets: Edmund/Caspian, Narnia )

For [personal profile] epershand: Clark/Lex, Smallville )

For [personal profile] innocentsmith: Geoffrey/Ellen/Oliver, Slings & Arrows )

For [personal profile] china_shop: Neal/Peter/Elizabeth, White Collar )
It is Yuletide reveal time! I love Yuletide reveal time, because it means my flist is rife with awesome surprises. Meanwhile this entry is rife with things that are probably not very surprising.

My assignment: Aschesis, Young Wizards, Ronan & Darryl. The assignment itself made me giddy with joy, because while my recipient said she'd be happy with any story involving the two of them, what she really wanted was an exploration of what it meant for Ronan dealing with the consequences of Wizards at War in conjunction with Darryl the ex-autistic abdal, and -- someone was specifically asking me to write identity porn!! It was also great fun because while I love writing in the YW style, my comfort-zone POV characters are Nita and the local Seniors; writing snarky sullen Ronan while maintaining the essential optimism of the world was a lovely challenge.

My fic that wasn't assigned to me in any way but still happened and then grew into a goddamn novella because I apparently have a lot of unfinished business with this canon: No Second Coming, Dark is Rising, Will/Bran & the Drews. Apparently everyone has a lot of unfinished business with this canon, because I look at this fic's current hit count and then I have to go sit somewhere quietly for a while. I'm completely delighted with it, really; I wanted to give the characters their agency back, and I don't think there's anything cathartic in quite the same way as a fix-it fic. This one was nurtured to life and coherence by the combined efforts of [ profile] fahye, [ profile] schiarire, [personal profile] nextian, [personal profile] polarisnorth, and [personal profile] oliviacirce; if there's anyone else I threw a draft at in a panic and have forgotten to thank, just raise your hand and I will gladly add you to the list of praises.

My Yuletide Treat that actually stayed Treat-length: The Demon's Fun Day Out at the Park with a Picnic, Demon's Lexicon, Nick & Alan. The title started as a joke on SRB's journal re: why Nick can't have nice things, and when [personal profile] innocentsmith linked to the conversation in her request letter, I was so charmed by the title and by the notion of a story in which nothing seriously bad happens to the characters that I wanted to write a little something. It still turned out sort of melancholy and longing rather than fluffy, but Nick and Alan both smile, which is like a happy ending.

I ... should probably start replying to all the lovely comments I've received. DAUNTING.
I finished a fic! This is my usual triumphant cry when I finish a fic, which is, inevitably, not one of my WIPs. When I finish a WIP, you will know. Probably because I will sheepishly be posting it in parts. All my WIPs want to be monsters when they grow up.

This fic, on the other hand, just wants to sit down, make fun of romance novels, and get Methos laid. It's actually almost due South levels of cheerful and fluffy, except that it takes place about a week before Comes A Horseman, so ... it's tragedy in clever disguise! Or something.

Fiction, Duncan/Methos; "Oh God, you found Carolyn's book," Duncan said, sounding at least five hundred times less mortified than Methos had hoped. In which I use the hilarious fictional romance novel Blade of the MacLeods to good effect! Or to effect, anyway.
Things I have done this week:

1. Cleaned ALL THE THINGS. (Or at least many of them.)
2. Watched Sanctuary.

Let me tell you about item two! Sanctuary is basically what would happen if Torchwood was a grassroots Canadian organization that employed people who were actually professional enough to not sleep with each other. In case that makes it sound less awesome than Torchwood, I hasten to add that the part of the tea boy is played by Bigfoot, and that the part of the immortal in charge of the organization is played by a badass, competent woman who happens to also be Amanda Tapping.

Amanda Tapping would probably have been enough incentive to get me to at least give the show a go, but we haven't even started our Vancouver Bingo yet! The Lestrade-esque police detective is Kavan Smith (Lorne from SGA), Amanda Tapping's dad is Jim Byrnes (Joe Dawson; I think my joy could be heard from space), Bigfoot is Christopher Heyerdahl (Todd the Wraith, and Halling, and ... probably secretly the entire SGA cast, because he's awesome like that) and he also plays Jack the Ripper, oh my god; and, like the cherry on the awesomecake, Peter Wingfield is James Watson. Who is Sherlock Holmes. Look, it's complicated.

The point is, it was pretty fucking inevitable that I wrote some Sherlock Holmes/Jack the Ripper when the canon gave it to me like a shiny gift of awesome. Um, knowledge of the canon is mildly a good idea? IDK, I think you can probably read it anyway.

Dissect the Suppositions, John Druitt/James Watson. Night after night, I poured my insights out to you, never knowing that the target of my manhunt was the man who dissected my suppositions.

For my next trick, I'll write time-traveling Sherlock!Holmes/Babylon 5!Jack the Ripper. No, not really. Well, probably not. Shut up, I know I have a problem.
aria: ([highlander] methos)
( Jul. 23rd, 2010 04:04 pm)
Apparently talking about My Highlander Shame was very helpful, because -- uh, one, that post had a commentsplosion, and I get very happy and enthusiastic when fans come out of the woodwork. But two, some evil wench (whose name is [ profile] sophia_sol or something, so you know who to blame) linked me to Methos is like PIE, also known as a fuckton of meta about the possible origins of Methos' name. "Well," I said, "that was a bit evil of you, and just for that, I am going to write a fic with origin stories, just you wait and see."

So, um, then I did!

All That Remains; a bit of Methos/Alexa, as much Methos/Kronos and Methos/Duncan as you choose to see, and Joe for good measure, but mostly just Methos. They always ask eventually.

And no, I actually didn't decide which story was the true one.
Today I cleaned so many of the things! I am now too tired to properly enumerate them, but let me tell you, I am crazy accomplished. Therefore it seems like a great time for, as [personal profile] feverbeats correctly called it, a meme of EGO.

Post, in your journal, a rec list singling out the best of your own fics. Tell people why you are especially proud of those particular fics, and of course provide links to them. Yes, that's right, this step involves self-promotion. How else are people supposed to find your fics? List as many or as few as you feel appropriate to represent your body of writing.

Also include a paragraph about the types of fics you most enjoy reading or are most interested in reading in the immediate future -- favorite tropes, pairings, fandoms, whatever. If you're particularly lazy, link to that Dear Writer post you did for whatever holiday exchange comes to mind.

Reply to other rec posts (like for example the one you are reading now) by reccing a fic of your own that might fit the original poster's tastes, or that you'd just really like them to read, because maybe they don't know they'd like it.

13 fics, in no particular order except alphabetically; these are apparently the fics that still make my heart sing with joy when I think of them. )

Unrelatedly, IT IS SO HOT OUT. Ice cream time.
...So I wrote Highlander fic.

It's not even the Highlander fic I'm meaning to write, because that one wants to have a plot, and I don't have a plot yet. But I really wanted to write Duncan and Methos, and guess what, the Gathering is basically already a plot. And I wrote it! (Don't blame me for the title. The show poached from Hamlet more than a decade before I got around to it.)

calamity of so long life, Duncan/Methos. I love a good apocalypse.
aria: ([bsg] lollerskates)
( May. 30th, 2010 09:19 pm)
First, Remix reveals were today, so I can say that I wrote Dimensions in Space (The Perfect Fit Remix). It's basically the fic I've wanted to write about Mickey for years.

Second, WisCon's vid party was last night, and I have discovered lots of new excellent vids. The entire list of vids shown is here, compiled by the awesome [personal profile] damned_colonial; I do have a short list of recs, though:

*One Girl Revolution (multi): One in the awesome tradition of kickass small-screen women.
*I Enjoy Being a Girl (multi): And another, this one somewhat more tongue-in-cheek.
*The Other Love Quadrangle (BSG): I secretly suspect that Adama/Leoben, Adama/Roslin, Leoben/Kara, and Leoben/Roslin are EVERYTHING THAT I HAVE EVER WANTED. Thanks for that, vid.
*I'll Be There For You (Black Books): This is everything that I love about Black Books, all wrapped up in happy music. <3
*Anything the Doctor Can Do... (Doctor Who): The Doctor and the Master keep trying to one-up one another. This is made 1000x better by the fact that John Barrowman is singing one half of the duet.
*I Bet You Look Good on the Dancefloor (Life on Mars/Ashes to Ashes): This vid does not quite convince me I need to watch A2A, but it does give me fucking shivers. I was clutching my face by the end.

I basically recommend the entire six-hour playlist, though. :D
aria: ([doctor who] get out of the way)
( Mar. 22nd, 2010 01:02 am)
I have finally, with a little over two weeks left before next season airs, finished my End of Time fic! It exists in the main due to coaxing and sometimes threatening from [personal profile] filia_belialis, and was made much more presentable by the betaing of [personal profile] feverbeats. In the process I rediscovered my love of writing insanely at four in the morning, and also my love of John Simm's amazingly expressive face.

It is kind of a sequel to the naming of things, but only if you want it to be.

after me comes the flood, Doctor/Master, now with six billion fewer Masters and more mindsex! I still kill Ten, though. :D
aria: ([aria] the writer)
( Jan. 1st, 2010 11:46 am)
HAPPY 2010, EVERYONE. It's that time again; giftfic reveals ahoy.

My Yuletide: Three From the Track, Dark is Rising, gen. Writing Merriman's POV was terrifying, but ended up being a lot of fun. This fic is actually a specific bookend to my WIP post-series novella, that I started forever ago but swear I will finish someday. Yuletide did remind me how much I love writing in this world.

My dSSS: Magnificent Mile, Fraser/Kowalski. I wrote a lot of this while spending Thanksgiving break in rural Maine, hanging out at a diner much like the one in the fic and savoring the cold and the wilderness. Eventually I'm going to write myself into a corner, and then I'll be forced to move to the Great White Nowhere.

My dSSS pinch hit: Dawn, Fraser/Kowalski, kidfic. I think I'd been trying to write due South kidfic since ... at least April. Upon reading my recipient's list of likes, including kidfic, and then a bunch of other helpful guidelines, I suddenly hammered out approaching 8000 words. Bless fic exchanges for untangling writer's block and creating gifts at the same time.

And now, of course, the slightly belated fic-year-in-review meme. Total count: 23. This was a good fic year. )
aria: ([misc] ampersand)
( Dec. 6th, 2009 10:05 am)
It looks like I am kicking off Eyai Yuletide here! I'm a bit nervous about this, because I adore the whole eyaiverse but previous to this I have enjoyed it from the sidelines. Here is my prayer that no continuity is lying dead in the streets. And without further ado:

inertia, ~1300 words, for [ profile] littledust. I hope you enjoy. <3
You know, when I woke up this morning (...yesterday morning?) I was not intending to write fic. When I arrived home after dinner I was not planning to write fic. When I went out to see a play, I was not planning to write fic. But I got home from the play, I wrote fic.

A State of Being (In Five Steps, With Flowchart): Ray always did things backwards with Fraser. Out of order, upside-down, hanging off rooftops, putting the sled before the Dief, all that good stuff. Ray Kowalski's guide to romantic relationships. Yeah, I made a flowchart.