a conspiracy of cartographers

I have committed another Cliche Bingo fic, because I figure I should complete at least one line before the round ends on Monday. (Last up: the 'androids and robots' square. Cylon!Kara and human!Leoben ahoy. :D) Tonight, however, we have the 'doppelgangers, clones, and evil doubles' square, and because Cliche Bingo has already done things like make me commit Harry Potter fic, it has gone ALL THE WAY and made me commit Remus/Tonks fic.

Sort of.

This was me trying like hell to make the Remus/Tonks in HBP not cause me to stab my own eyes out, so that should probably be fair warning about how I feel about (the handling of) the pairing. I have, barely, accomplished this with the application of genuinely depressed!Tonks, background Remus/Sirius, and general bleakness. That said, I am quite pleased with it.

I also have no idea where I could possibly link it out, because I think anyone who genuinely ships Remus/Tonks and likes their marital bliss and adorable child would probably hate me for this. Yay!

as disastrous as to lose. She wants connection before she dies. That can't be too much to ask.

i. DO YOU KNOW WHAT CLICHE BINGO HAS MADE ME DO. IT HAS MADE ME WRITE HARRY POTTER FIC.

I mostly blame this indirectly on feverbeats, because he has been going on about how Harry Potter is kind of his one true fandom, and deep down I have an inner fifteen-year-old who wants to just write Sirius/Remus fic all the time because that is baby's first OTP, and if I actually know how to write kisses now, why am I not writing Remus/Sirius kisses all the time?? This is more or less one last indulegence.

So, for the fairly fabulous cliche_bingo prompt 'woke up in bed together' I give you Several Ways to Apologize, in which Sirius Black does, indeed, find several ways to apologize for that hilarious thing he did that one time in sixth year that upset Snape. Y'know, that thing. Features legumes, some Padfoot POV, Peter with an actual speaking role, and naked Remus. Okay, I guess I still like this fandom after all.

ii. (which is related to i.)

aria: Sirius Black's narrative voice: still easy after five years without. O.O
polarisnorth: That doesn't actually surprise me. Sirius is pretty much the first of many characters of his type that you've fangirled over the years.
polarisnorth: RayK is only the latest.
aria: ...yeah, I am kind of eyeing it going "This is easy because it is sixteen-year-old British!Ray with ~magic~."
polarisnorth: ... have you written the crossover prompt yet?
polarisnorth: Because.
polarisnorth: That would be hilarious.
aria: dsddsfdfslkljdfs OH MY GOD

YEAH GUESS WHAT I'M GOING TO BE WRITING TOMORROW. But not right now because now I am sleeping.

So the other day I lamented that I am incapable of writing short due South fic, and promptly wrote something under 1000 words. Shortly thereafter, I lamented that I have a hell of a time writing Fraser-POV sometimes because he over-thinks everything, and in more or less the same breath I said that writing a Fraser-POV sex scene would be a logistical nightmare, because writing Fraser and writing sex are two things I cannot do until my internal filters start to quiet down, which happens at about 11PM. Cue three consecutive nights of me determinedly opening up a Word file at about 11PM and writing more or less until my eyelids would no longer stay open.

And now, brought to you by Cliche Bingo (or: that awesome fic-prompt challenge that is currently two for two on making me write things I didn't think I was capable of writing) I bring you: Fraser-POV PWP. \o/ Uh, there is porn-porn, but it is also me so mostly it is character-porn, ie if you asked me to do so I could write coherent DVD commentary about what's going on with Fraser and why he's kind of screwed up but I love him anyway. This is of course the only reason I can actually bring myself to post it, because while I am occasionally up for reading smut without excuse, I really can't write it without excuse.

Anyway, PWP with mild excuse: Name It.

(PS I am actually pleased & comfortable enough with it that I don't mind the idea of crossposting it, but [a] this could absolutely be my post-11PM fewer-internal-filters talking and [b] I feel kind of odd linking out something that is essentially "Hey, check out how I just wrote 3700 words of sex!" I guess that is probably a kind of normal thing to do on the internets, but I have no security-blanket plot here.)

Behold, a Cliche Bingo card!



I am even more wildly excited than I might've been, because apparently the response to Cliche Bingo was much greater than the admin expected and they're now cutting off assignments at 400 cards. I am kind of shakingly glad to have made it under the wire, which is kind of silly, but apparently I really care about these silly fic prompts.

At a glance I already see two lines for which I could easily fill in all the squares (hint: they both have the "Families" square in; hello, the excuse I was looking for to write kidfic!) and I kind of love how I see the free square in the middle and immediately think that it must be a section of the cover of Sword of Desire, that romance novel Frannie keeps around.

I kind of want to do a blackout of the card, though. Ahaha. (I am kind of sad I got "tentacles" because really? this is the closest I ever want to get to doing fannish things with tentacles, and I can't really believe I linked it again anyway.) The best part is that not everything on here can be due South fic, so if I want to do a blackout (25 fics? before August 31? WHY NOT) I will have to produce some other things too. \o/