Life's a Party

Title: Pomp & Circumstance
Fandom: AI8 RPS
Character/Pairing: Kris/Adam
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Kris helps Adam with his hair. Hijinks threaten to ensue. Set during the time in which they were roommates, based off of this live interview. 1,109 words.
Disclaimer: This is mostly fabrication. Please do not sue.
Warning: blue balls, both metaphorical and literal
A/N: Written for kradam_kiss.

read it: at the comm

Title: 3 Times Sam Winchester Took It Up the Ass
Fandom: Supernatural
Pairing: Sam/OMCs (fans of The OC might recognize the uncredited Ryan Atwood cameo hidden in there), Sam/Jess, implied Sam/Dean,
Rating: NC-17 to be safe
Summary: Stanford-era. 554 wds, unbeta'd.
A/N: This is an excerpt from a much larger Sam/Dean fic I've been writing on and off for the past six months or so. It works as a standalone, though, and I figured I might as well post at least some of what I've been writing.

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Title: Change (In the House of Pete)
Fandom: Fall Out Boy
Pairing: Pete/Patrick
Rating: PG-15
Summary: Figures that despite this being all Pete's fault, Patrick would still somehow end up being the Rumpelstiltskin in this fucked up scenario. 3,832 words.
A/N: For fashes. Thanks to goluxexmachina for her help with brainstorming. Thanks to her as well as permetaform for the rush beta's.
Disclaimer: Pete is not a fairy. Honest.

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Have been stuck all day on Bedussey fic. Or maybe I'm just stalling. Still have to write 300 more words of intro to round out scene one, 450 more words of exposity junk to finish off scene four, and for scene five, 850 words of voyeuristic not!porn. Which is like porn. But without orgasms.

Yes, with the numbers. I'm so totally stalling.

Story should be around 4000-4500 by the time I'm done.


So I usually do a thing with fic where I find a writer I like, one who I've never worked with before and ask them to beta. I'm trying a new thing this time where I actually wait until my story is finished to do so. This is harder than it should be.

::sits on hands::


Shiny things:

This fic is giving me the perfect excuse to watch Bedussey over and over again. Not that I needed one.

I really, really love writing Pete dialogue. Like burning. You know when the last time was I had a character who canonically used the word motherfucker? Never, that's when. HOW DID I LIVE?!?

Similarly, I love writing Patrick dialogue. This story is in Pete POV. The next one will probably be in Patrick's. It will also involve Joe sekritly mixing sedatives in with Pete's food, because Andy has Principles, and Patrick can't lie to his bf ... f. And after the whole Porn Ninja thing, it became very clear to everyone that Pete needed a nap time. Yes. This seems logical to me.

I'll come up with a plot later. Or possibly never. The story might just end up being about nothing.


Oh yeah, and I'll be doing another Pete/Patrick icon post ... soon. Tomorrow or the day after.

Pete/Patrick overload, MAKE IT STOP. No seriously, I read probably close to a novel or two worth of bandslash last night. Pet peeve of the day. People who do not tag. Don't you know your journals only exist to service me?!? And I've still only bothered to find out which one is Pete and which one is Patrick. Ryan who? It's like my early forays into due South.


Speaking of which, adrienne2 pointed out to me the other night that Ray Kowalski does not use contractions, to a ridiculous degree. Much like season 1 Teyla. Her language started corrupting after that, not that anyone who writes Teyla dialogue in the fandom actually noticed this—hell, people still think Ronon doesn't use contractions, which just adds fodder to my theory that 80% of SGA fandom doesn't actually watch the show.

No, seriously ppl. Simpson doesn't work there anymore. We haven't seen her since 1.04. There are other, hotter female scientists you could be writing.

I haven't been reading much SGA lately. Okay, that's a lie. I just haven't been liking most of what I've read, which then leads to my not finishing stories/blocking them out afterwards. There is way, way, way too much BDSM in this fandom.

And the tiny hand fic will be a scar on my brain forevermore. You know the one. Don't pretend you don't.


My SGA fic is progressing apace. I'm pretty sure it's the most self-indulgent thing I've ever written, up to and including the time I wrote a masturbation scene with a genderswapped Rodney and everyone kept telling me how realistic it was. Yeah, I still can't believe that actually happened.

The people telling me it was realistic. Not the writing of it. I would totally write crap like that. That is so me. Thank your stars my laziness spared you the period sex.


No, no, this post doesn't have a point.

Today I.

Stared at my self indulgent love letter to John Sheppard, also known as the "Sunday" coda, which does have a title, though I've taken to calling it ( spoiler ) in my head.

Completely failed to write anything into said coda. The night is young, or so I'm telling myself. I have the notes for scene seven lying around somewhere.

Glutted on One Piece (my favorite pirate anime). I am now on episode 176. I called fashes to squee. Then the next download finished and I had to hang up on her.

lierdumoa: Okay, I should go back to ... doing things.
fashes: You mean doing nothing?
lierdumoa: Yes, that.

I'm on the Skypiea arc in One Piece. Roronoa Zoro is walking around in a form fitting dark blue tank top and ass hugging black ninja pants. Unusually metro for him. Nami keeps taking her shirt off, which I am all for, even if her bikini is kind of hideous. I mean, seriously, where would you even find a paisley bikini? I don't know why Sanji is wearing a pink hawaiian shirt. I don't want to know why Sanji is wearing a pink hawaiian shirt. Zoro killed a (giant flying) eel and started pondering different ways to prepare and eat it. I think he's been spending more time around his boyfriend than he's been letting on. Nico Robin continues to win at everything. Like Indiana Jones. Only with breasts, and mass murder.

I *will* break 7000 words by tomorrow. Goddamnit. As soon as I get to ep 180.

Ooooh. Zoro just got a gaping chest wound. He must be close to winning, then.

I <3 my show.

5080 words written thus far in 3x17 "Sunday" coda
approx. 2600 to go according to (revised) outline

A good chunk of that is lame John angst that I will probably have to rewrite entirely. Eh.

I'm 2,994 wds into an SGA 3x17 "Sunday" coda (McShep, NC-17) and I need to know the names of 1) the female doctor who went though the gate at the end of the ep and 2) the Asian female physicist in 3x18 "Submersion."


In other news, I've just read the first two of Naomi Novik's Temeraire books. They are awesome. I'll probably go buy the third one today or tomorrow.


I'm all a'squee over two new shows, but I probably won't be very actively fannish about either of them.

The first being The Riches. Family of gypsy con artists posing as affluent suburbans, starring Eddie Izzard and Minnie Fucking Driver. Enough said.

The second being Blood Ties. They made a vampire bodice ripper into a show. I always thought the main thing wrong with vampire bodice rippers was that they weren't tv shows. In case anyone is interested I made a giant icon post.

So I spent, like, hours the other week downloading and discarding software programs and updating codecs, etc. to figure out how to work with matroska files in avisynth. And yay! I succeeded.

Only today, I get hold of another matroska file, used the exact same avs script I used for the other matroska file (replacing the filepath/filename, of course), and it tells me it doesn't recognize the file type. Two different players gave me the exact same encoding info for both files. Avisynth can read one and not the other.

Whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy.


It's getting to be that time of year where it's cold enough in my room that it kind of hurts to type.

:|


So, okay, update:

Weir vid -- I'd say three more good days of work and the rough draft will be finished. No idea when I'm fitting those three days in. Hopefully one of them will be tomorrow. Whatever happens, this vid will be done in time for the escapadecon vid submission deadline.

In terms of fic, I've finally worked out the kinks in my SGA/Harry Potter crossover. John/Rodney. EPIC. I'm pretending I'm actually going to finish this one, unlike the other 100+kb (plain text) of unposted WIP's sitting on my harddrive. Shut up, it could happen.

I'm working on a flashfic for SGA based on an idea permetaform gave me. That I hopefully will finish and post this weekend. Rodney/Ronon. Knifeplay.


Maybe this Christmas I'll actually try to write that SGA Christmas crackfic I thought up last year. You know, where Caldwell is Santa and Weir is Mme. Claus with a deep red ermine coat and a riding crop and John and Rodney are elves (with nimble, nimble fingers), and Ronon and Teyla are travelling Inuits and they have to protect Atlantis The North Pole from the wraith grinch infestation.

Or that other Christmas not-really-crack fic where Rodney builds John a toy DeLorean.

Or maybe I should just write that one Weir/Ronon where Weir gets mindraped by a hivequeen.


Tho realistically, I probably won't have time to do anything but finish my vid. But my vid will be AWESOME, GODDAMNIT. It had better be. I spent, like, three quarters of a year on it.

If it ends up sucking? I'm blaming my beta's, throwing at tantrum and leaving fandom.

Or, you know, option 2. Vidding Fat Lee Adama to Christina Aguilera's "Beautiful" as therapy.

Yes ... therapy....

Someone should really write me John/Rodney porn with John really, really enjoying fucking Rodney and Rodney really, really enjoying getting fucked.

And, because fair's fair, I'll start thing's off with a bribe.

( porny excerpt from Mutability )