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Fic: when only one was shining
Jan. 24th, 2013 12:18 amdkajpowejapirjgpaoijthpoij I cannot, y'all, I am still in a state of shock that this fic is done.
Once upon a time (3+ years ago),![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
l_a_r_m and I were chatting and she said "shall we ship lucy/ramandu's daughter?" and I said omfg yes we shall, because obviously it is perfect, and clearly the reason Caspian and RD get on so well is partly that they both absolutely adore Lucy, and also of course Caspian and Lucy, partners in dim purple smells, would love the same star's daughter. My feelings could go on forever, but I am so drained and ecstatic and nervous, but I'm ready for people to read it.
when only one was shining
wordcount: 4594
rating: T
summary: She turned away, but with the autumn weather/ Compelled my imagination many days,/ Many days and many hours:/ Her hair over her arms and her arms full of flowers./ And I wonder how they should have been together! - - - The time spent on Ramandu's island, extended and expanded.
notes: thank you thank you thank you a thousand million thanks and all the love in the world tol_a_r_m for the inspiration and starbrowsings for a wonderful, helpful and encouraging beta. Title is from the Wordsworth and summary quote as well as cut text from the Eliot at the end.
( weave, weave the sunlight in your hair )
Once upon a time (3+ years ago),
l_a_r_m and I were chatting and she said "shall we ship lucy/ramandu's daughter?" and I said omfg yes we shall, because obviously it is perfect, and clearly the reason Caspian and RD get on so well is partly that they both absolutely adore Lucy, and also of course Caspian and Lucy, partners in dim purple smells, would love the same star's daughter. My feelings could go on forever, but I am so drained and ecstatic and nervous, but I'm ready for people to read it.when only one was shining
wordcount: 4594
rating: T
summary: She turned away, but with the autumn weather/ Compelled my imagination many days,/ Many days and many hours:/ Her hair over her arms and her arms full of flowers./ And I wonder how they should have been together! - - - The time spent on Ramandu's island, extended and expanded.
notes: thank you thank you thank you a thousand million thanks and all the love in the world to
l_a_r_m for the inspiration and starbrowsings for a wonderful, helpful and encouraging beta. Title is from the Wordsworth and summary quote as well as cut text from the Eliot at the end.( weave, weave the sunlight in your hair )
Dear Yuletide Author
Oct. 24th, 2012 03:45 pmDear Author,
Thank you for wanting to write one of these!! Mostly I'm just going to be really excited to get a story for any of them, but I do have a couple general requests that I hope will make it easier on you, thought they also just might be confusing, because I like a lot of different types of stories. The point being, I'm pretty sure that I will love just about whatever I get.
( General )
( Till We Have Faces )
( Greek and Roman Mythology )
( Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell )
Thank you thank you thank you in advance!
xoxo
me
Thank you for wanting to write one of these!! Mostly I'm just going to be really excited to get a story for any of them, but I do have a couple general requests that I hope will make it easier on you, thought they also just might be confusing, because I like a lot of different types of stories. The point being, I'm pretty sure that I will love just about whatever I get.
( General )
( Till We Have Faces )
( Greek and Roman Mythology )
( Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell )
Thank you thank you thank you in advance!
xoxo
me
erasurethon!
Jan. 11th, 2012 03:23 pmTitle: Fantasies
Original Text(s) Erased: Fantasies
Erased by:metonomia
Original text by:wingedflight21
Fandom (of original text): Narnia
Fandom (of erasure): N/A
Note: I was super excited to get Winged as my assignment, because not only is she a prolific writer, but she is prolific with beautiful words and original ideas. There was no question for me of working with anything but "Fantasies," which is probably my favorite ever of her stories; I love the concept of Narnia being, truly, nothing more than a series of games the Pevensies played as children, and in doing this erasure what I found coming out of it for me was this terrific sense that it doesn't matter if it's just a story (as, of course, it is for all of us) - the feelings and experiences turn out to be the same either way, and I loved seeking out Susan's journey and experience and it turning out to contain just as much turmoil and beauty and SUSAAAAAAN-ness as it does when we are taking Narnia as a lived experience rather than a made-up story.
Apologies both to Winged and to Z for this being so late!
( the spare room when we stayed was empty )
Original Text(s) Erased: Fantasies
Erased by:
metonomiaOriginal text by:
wingedflight21Fandom (of original text): Narnia
Fandom (of erasure): N/A
Note: I was super excited to get Winged as my assignment, because not only is she a prolific writer, but she is prolific with beautiful words and original ideas. There was no question for me of working with anything but "Fantasies," which is probably my favorite ever of her stories; I love the concept of Narnia being, truly, nothing more than a series of games the Pevensies played as children, and in doing this erasure what I found coming out of it for me was this terrific sense that it doesn't matter if it's just a story (as, of course, it is for all of us) - the feelings and experiences turn out to be the same either way, and I loved seeking out Susan's journey and experience and it turning out to contain just as much turmoil and beauty and SUSAAAAAAN-ness as it does when we are taking Narnia as a lived experience rather than a made-up story.
Apologies both to Winged and to Z for this being so late!
( the spare room when we stayed was empty )
Susan Playlist
Dec. 30th, 2011 05:02 pmFor snitchnipped, who just asked - my current Narnia playlist, which is Susan themed. It has a complementary playlist which is basically the same but with a more careless order and some additional songs, which is just in general my happy/sad feeeeelings playlist, and that should give you a sense of how I connect to Susan, lol.
This is vaguely in chronological order from LWW - LB and beyond, but not super tightly fussed with.
Blinding, Florence + The Machine
Weeping Willow, The Hush Sound
The Goldfish Song, Kina Grannis
Stray Italian Greyhound, Vienna Teng
A Good Man Is Hard To Find, Sufjan Stevens
Lightning Rod, Guster
Delicate, Kina Grannis
Misguided Ghosts, Paramore
Anywhere On This Road, Lhasa de Sela
Recessional, Vienna Teng
Long Way Down, Guster
Happier, A Fine Frenzy
Break The Sky, The Hush Sound
All I Wanted, Paramore
Shake It Out, Florence + The Machine
As you can see it is not suuuper varied in terms of artists, but I haven't updated it in a while and, idk, these people just clearly write music about Susan Pevensie!
snitchnipped, who just asked - my current Narnia playlist, which is Susan themed. It has a complementary playlist which is basically the same but with a more careless order and some additional songs, which is just in general my happy/sad feeeeelings playlist, and that should give you a sense of how I connect to Susan, lol.This is vaguely in chronological order from LWW - LB and beyond, but not super tightly fussed with.
Blinding, Florence + The Machine
Weeping Willow, The Hush Sound
The Goldfish Song, Kina Grannis
Stray Italian Greyhound, Vienna Teng
A Good Man Is Hard To Find, Sufjan Stevens
Lightning Rod, Guster
Delicate, Kina Grannis
Misguided Ghosts, Paramore
Anywhere On This Road, Lhasa de Sela
Recessional, Vienna Teng
Long Way Down, Guster
Happier, A Fine Frenzy
Break The Sky, The Hush Sound
All I Wanted, Paramore
Shake It Out, Florence + The Machine
As you can see it is not suuuper varied in terms of artists, but I haven't updated it in a while and, idk, these people just clearly write music about Susan Pevensie!
three sentence again
Dec. 6th, 2011 05:13 pmFor wingedflight21
Narnia, Eustace/Jill, they received gifts from Father Christmas, too.
There is no magic in these gifts, no glory of steel or salve. Only cunningly packed satchels, filled with supplies enough to last them days, dry matches and travel bread and little salts to purify water, tightly woven cloaks to slick away water and cold. And in them, the littlest shred of hope that Eustace and Jill had just thought they'd lost.
Forlizzie_marie_23
Narnia, any, adrift in a new culture
Aravis is at loose ends without the careful formality of home. No one here seems to be able to tell her how, precisely, to act in any set of given circumstances. What's worse, they keep telling her just to be herself, as if it's that easy.
biblical/Narnia, Jesus, He rode into Jerusalem riding a lion
He would never say that they have failed with Earth, could not hurt his Father so (He knows anyway; they are one). But humanity hurt - hurts - and there is so much more to life than these glorified apes, these children of formless slime, and perhaps their goodness would shine more strongly if they did not feel themselves so unique. He goes forth a lion, to try again (and again, and again).
Narnia, Peter, mother hen of Narnia
He wants to laugh about it, at first, but when he realizes how seriously they take the charge, he goes to Susan.
"They expect me to be father and mother," he tells her, and he can feel it creeping through his veins, the urge to provide, protect, feed, defend, care; it is too much, and he wants her to take it from him, to promise herself as the mother, to mother him.
"You do it already," she tells him, and straightens his crown and sends him back out to hear his children's needs.
Foranimus_wyrmis
SPN/Narnia/Mary Poppins [Winds to Catch]: Claire becomes Susan's (or Mary's) apprentice.
The girl comes to her on the wind, and isn't that unusual, Susan muses in her next letter to Mary. She doesn't just catch a wind, she speaks to it, plays with it, becomes it.
She asks Claire where she has been on the wind, and Claire sighs, suddenly ever so young, and in her eyes Susan sees the brightest and darkest memories.
And thenmrinalinee started an epic Gwen&Annis commentspam, which I'll just link too in all its glory of kickass Queens and wise ruling and wondrous things like that. Yay for new friends and awesome ladies!
wingedflight21Narnia, Eustace/Jill, they received gifts from Father Christmas, too.
There is no magic in these gifts, no glory of steel or salve. Only cunningly packed satchels, filled with supplies enough to last them days, dry matches and travel bread and little salts to purify water, tightly woven cloaks to slick away water and cold. And in them, the littlest shred of hope that Eustace and Jill had just thought they'd lost.
For
lizzie_marie_23Narnia, any, adrift in a new culture
Aravis is at loose ends without the careful formality of home. No one here seems to be able to tell her how, precisely, to act in any set of given circumstances. What's worse, they keep telling her just to be herself, as if it's that easy.
biblical/Narnia, Jesus, He rode into Jerusalem riding a lion
He would never say that they have failed with Earth, could not hurt his Father so (He knows anyway; they are one). But humanity hurt - hurts - and there is so much more to life than these glorified apes, these children of formless slime, and perhaps their goodness would shine more strongly if they did not feel themselves so unique. He goes forth a lion, to try again (and again, and again).
Narnia, Peter, mother hen of Narnia
He wants to laugh about it, at first, but when he realizes how seriously they take the charge, he goes to Susan.
"They expect me to be father and mother," he tells her, and he can feel it creeping through his veins, the urge to provide, protect, feed, defend, care; it is too much, and he wants her to take it from him, to promise herself as the mother, to mother him.
"You do it already," she tells him, and straightens his crown and sends him back out to hear his children's needs.
For
animus_wyrmisSPN/Narnia/Mary Poppins [Winds to Catch]: Claire becomes Susan's (or Mary's) apprentice.
The girl comes to her on the wind, and isn't that unusual, Susan muses in her next letter to Mary. She doesn't just catch a wind, she speaks to it, plays with it, becomes it.
She asks Claire where she has been on the wind, and Claire sighs, suddenly ever so young, and in her eyes Susan sees the brightest and darkest memories.
And then
mrinalinee started an epic Gwen&Annis commentspam, which I'll just link too in all its glory of kickass Queens and wise ruling and wondrous things like that. Yay for new friends and awesome ladies!más con las tres oraciones
Dec. 4th, 2011 03:49 pm( all sorts of randomness, Narnia, SW, etc )
Everyone continues to be absolutely excellent, and anyone who isn't playing yet, come join!
Everyone continues to be absolutely excellent, and anyone who isn't playing yet, come join!
more three sentence fic
Dec. 1st, 2011 09:27 pmFor lizzie_marie_23
academia, formal/informal, slippery slope
It's only one late night; one cup of coffee too few, too late, and suddenly a flutter in the stomach, a trembling of fingers. A flirtation. Suddenly, contractions and extreme punctuation, and the footnotes are left lonely out in the cold.
Doctor Who/Narnia, any Doctor and Susan, "well, my lady, where shall we go next?"
"Oh," Susan says, careless and quick with loneliness, "I haven't been a lady for a long time."
"What are you, then?" the Doctor asks, leaning on the TARDIS console, already pressing buttons.
"Let's find out."
academia, marginalia/text, I will map a world across your body
In younger, clumsier hands I am the conqueror, bold curves pushing into your space, so eager to make my opinion of you the new truth. But we grow together, and soon come others, even the same fingers now more careful and careworn, gentler expeditions, overtures of peace. I ask questions; I seek you rather than myself in you.
academia, race/ethnicity, blurring the lines
"You're only a social construction," Ethnicity tries to say; "you don't exist."
"Don't I?" Race asks, eyes flicking to the news program and back. "Who're you talking to, then?"
academia, marginalia/text, here be dragons
The blank pages in the back of the book are lonely territory, too clean and empty and unknown. The rows of silky block text, the pre-figured answers are safe. Here there be dragons; here you must think for yourself.
Forgrim_lupine
Narnia, Susan, scarlet lipstick like a brand
In school they are forced to read a horrid American book about Puritanical adultery and a scarlet letter, and later Susan looks for a long time at herself in the mirror, bright eyes and red cheeks, brighter and redder lips. She raises a hand to wipe the brand from her mouth, but then she thinks - what did Hester Prynne do but love the wrong man, live in the wrong world? - and her hand drifts back down to her side. She smiles, fierce for herself, and freshens the lipstick before going out.
Harry Potter, Fleur, beauty is no crime
She plays up the speck of Veela blood because it's better that they fear her than believe they can own her. So she lets a rumor flutter here and there. It's not her fault that they so desperately want to believe she is not wholly human.
Tamora Pierce, girl!George, she becomes the Rogue with blood on her knife and a smile on her face
They never expected the crooked-smiled girl to slip out of the shadows one night and slit a new grin into the Rogue's throat. They expected even less for her to hold the seat more than an hour. But Gee's always been good with odds against her.
Forseasight
Narnia/Game of Thrones, Susan and Sansa discuss Arya and Lucy.
"She dirty, and loud, and she never understands that sometimes it's better to just shut up and be small," Sansa complains, and Susan smiles for the love in that whining voice. She covers Sansa's trembling hands in her own.
"One day she might surprise you with much more understanding than you see."
Forskullage
Supernatural/Stonehenge Apocalypse AU, Jimmy/Jacob (twins), sanctuary.
It hurts, of course, every time they do this thing where they forget they are separate people. The re-separation afterwards is always a death. But they need each other.
Forgabby_silang
Supernatural. Mary Winchester never died.
She watches them grow up and knows that one son is not like the other. Dean plays baseball with John and helps her in the kitchen and play-wrestles with Sammy; Sam...is quiet, the calm before a storm. Mary watches, and fears that one day she will have to kill her son.
Forcaramelsilver
Hunger Games, Katniss, AU (dead!Peeta, victor!Katniss), alcohol doesn't numb the pain or the guilt, but helps with the forgetting
Her talent is the distillation of bootlegged alcohol. It was supposed to be a fuck you to the Capitol, but no one's stopped her yet. Probably they enjoy watching her manufacture her own destruction, again.
Fortwoskeletons
Avatar, Azula/Ty Lee, challenge yourself
She would never, ever admit it, but the reason Azula likes sparring with Ty Lee (why she likes Ty Lee), is that it's a challenge. The burning need to prove herself against the other girl's gifted fingers, the threat of immobilization. The desire to conquer.
Fortigriswolf
Biblical, Jesus/Judas, the Son of God
You'd think it would be hard to love the Son of God like this. Certainly everyone else holds themselves at a certain distance; no matter how well they know him, no matter how much he relies on them, Jesus is too much for them to do anything but follow. But Judas sees the man.
lizzie_marie_23academia, formal/informal, slippery slope
It's only one late night; one cup of coffee too few, too late, and suddenly a flutter in the stomach, a trembling of fingers. A flirtation. Suddenly, contractions and extreme punctuation, and the footnotes are left lonely out in the cold.
Doctor Who/Narnia, any Doctor and Susan, "well, my lady, where shall we go next?"
"Oh," Susan says, careless and quick with loneliness, "I haven't been a lady for a long time."
"What are you, then?" the Doctor asks, leaning on the TARDIS console, already pressing buttons.
"Let's find out."
academia, marginalia/text, I will map a world across your body
In younger, clumsier hands I am the conqueror, bold curves pushing into your space, so eager to make my opinion of you the new truth. But we grow together, and soon come others, even the same fingers now more careful and careworn, gentler expeditions, overtures of peace. I ask questions; I seek you rather than myself in you.
academia, race/ethnicity, blurring the lines
"You're only a social construction," Ethnicity tries to say; "you don't exist."
"Don't I?" Race asks, eyes flicking to the news program and back. "Who're you talking to, then?"
academia, marginalia/text, here be dragons
The blank pages in the back of the book are lonely territory, too clean and empty and unknown. The rows of silky block text, the pre-figured answers are safe. Here there be dragons; here you must think for yourself.
For
grim_lupineNarnia, Susan, scarlet lipstick like a brand
In school they are forced to read a horrid American book about Puritanical adultery and a scarlet letter, and later Susan looks for a long time at herself in the mirror, bright eyes and red cheeks, brighter and redder lips. She raises a hand to wipe the brand from her mouth, but then she thinks - what did Hester Prynne do but love the wrong man, live in the wrong world? - and her hand drifts back down to her side. She smiles, fierce for herself, and freshens the lipstick before going out.
Harry Potter, Fleur, beauty is no crime
She plays up the speck of Veela blood because it's better that they fear her than believe they can own her. So she lets a rumor flutter here and there. It's not her fault that they so desperately want to believe she is not wholly human.
Tamora Pierce, girl!George, she becomes the Rogue with blood on her knife and a smile on her face
They never expected the crooked-smiled girl to slip out of the shadows one night and slit a new grin into the Rogue's throat. They expected even less for her to hold the seat more than an hour. But Gee's always been good with odds against her.
For
seasightNarnia/Game of Thrones, Susan and Sansa discuss Arya and Lucy.
"She dirty, and loud, and she never understands that sometimes it's better to just shut up and be small," Sansa complains, and Susan smiles for the love in that whining voice. She covers Sansa's trembling hands in her own.
"One day she might surprise you with much more understanding than you see."
For
skullageSupernatural/Stonehenge Apocalypse AU, Jimmy/Jacob (twins), sanctuary.
It hurts, of course, every time they do this thing where they forget they are separate people. The re-separation afterwards is always a death. But they need each other.
For
gabby_silangSupernatural. Mary Winchester never died.
She watches them grow up and knows that one son is not like the other. Dean plays baseball with John and helps her in the kitchen and play-wrestles with Sammy; Sam...is quiet, the calm before a storm. Mary watches, and fears that one day she will have to kill her son.
For
caramelsilverHunger Games, Katniss, AU (dead!Peeta, victor!Katniss), alcohol doesn't numb the pain or the guilt, but helps with the forgetting
Her talent is the distillation of bootlegged alcohol. It was supposed to be a fuck you to the Capitol, but no one's stopped her yet. Probably they enjoy watching her manufacture her own destruction, again.
For
twoskeletonsAvatar, Azula/Ty Lee, challenge yourself
She would never, ever admit it, but the reason Azula likes sparring with Ty Lee (why she likes Ty Lee), is that it's a challenge. The burning need to prove herself against the other girl's gifted fingers, the threat of immobilization. The desire to conquer.
For
tigriswolfBiblical, Jesus/Judas, the Son of God
You'd think it would be hard to love the Son of God like this. Certainly everyone else holds themselves at a certain distance; no matter how well they know him, no matter how much he relies on them, Jesus is too much for them to do anything but follow. But Judas sees the man.
fic-ish, 'on the separation of twins'
Nov. 30th, 2011 11:36 pmThis is the fault of:
1. the three sentence ficathon
2. the movie Dead Ringers
3. cally
also it is entirely unbetaed and unedited and crap. novakcest feelings yeaaaaah
on the separation of twins. (276 words, novakcest, pre-MIT)
These are the instruments for the separation of twins: doubts, fears, desires. Distance and proximity. They stifle each other all through the long summer. Jacob flees the house, leaves Jimmy and Amelia with the air-conditioning and freezer-pops, with their room. The further he walks from the house, the more he thinks of Jimmy.
"What if I kissed your girlfriend?" He asks that night after he's come back, bare feet muddy and bruised, sweaty and refusing to shower until he's gotten a rise out of Jimmy. "What if I pretended to be you - I can, you know it - and kissed your girlfriend one day, and she never knew the difference?"
Jimmy punches him, of course. It's a different kind of closeness, sure, but he'll take any touch he can get.
When they're leaning against each other later, half of Jacob's dirt spread to Jimmy, their blood which is the same smudging lips and hands and noses, the old worry sets in. The old desire.
"What if they switched us?" It's Jimmy, of course. He thinks he's in a good place these days. Amelia, school, God. He likes himself, most of the time. Jacob likes Jimmy, too.
"Dude, does it really matter?"
But it does. If Jacob is Jimmy and Jimmy is Jacob, what does it mean. Does it make them more different or more the same. Does one Novak twin's name make him different from his brother? They are still the twins. They are each other. If the boy with the girlfriend is supposed to be named Jacob, and Jacob is the boy who wants his brother, which desire wins?
Jimmy shifts away from him.
1. the three sentence ficathon
2. the movie Dead Ringers
3. cally
also it is entirely unbetaed and unedited and crap. novakcest feelings yeaaaaah
on the separation of twins. (276 words, novakcest, pre-MIT)
These are the instruments for the separation of twins: doubts, fears, desires. Distance and proximity. They stifle each other all through the long summer. Jacob flees the house, leaves Jimmy and Amelia with the air-conditioning and freezer-pops, with their room. The further he walks from the house, the more he thinks of Jimmy.
"What if I kissed your girlfriend?" He asks that night after he's come back, bare feet muddy and bruised, sweaty and refusing to shower until he's gotten a rise out of Jimmy. "What if I pretended to be you - I can, you know it - and kissed your girlfriend one day, and she never knew the difference?"
Jimmy punches him, of course. It's a different kind of closeness, sure, but he'll take any touch he can get.
When they're leaning against each other later, half of Jacob's dirt spread to Jimmy, their blood which is the same smudging lips and hands and noses, the old worry sets in. The old desire.
"What if they switched us?" It's Jimmy, of course. He thinks he's in a good place these days. Amelia, school, God. He likes himself, most of the time. Jacob likes Jimmy, too.
"Dude, does it really matter?"
But it does. If Jacob is Jimmy and Jimmy is Jacob, what does it mean. Does it make them more different or more the same. Does one Novak twin's name make him different from his brother? They are still the twins. They are each other. If the boy with the girlfriend is supposed to be named Jacob, and Jacob is the boy who wants his brother, which desire wins?
Jimmy shifts away from him.
three sentence ficathon is back!
Nov. 30th, 2011 07:18 pm
I have been going crazy on it tonight, because omg everyone is beautiful and perfect and prompting awesome things!
I have written stuff:
For
be_themoon:Avalon High (movie), Allie, fencing lessons
The sabre is too thin, far too light in her hand. There is a natural balance that her body is trying to find, but this is not the right sword. She lunges forward anyway - she cannot look back forever.
Batfamily, Steph/Cass, come back and we'll take them all on
"They don't want me anymore," Steph says, and even as she does she remembers a time when that couldn't stop her.
"No," is all Cass replies, soft and sad. But she takes Steph's hand and leads her up to the rooftop, and that is enough.
For
caramelsilver:Narnia, girl!Ed, lost but not frightened.
It's so cold. This world is cold, and dark, and full of strange noises and bone-deep whispers and there is no direction she can find. But Rosamund has felt all these things for years, has been lost among her family long enough to know she can go on anyway.
For
redsilverchains:The Hunger Games, Gale/Johanna, I am done with my graceless heart
These are not his woods, and the girl beside him creeps like vines, is no hunter. But he's learned that these are the things he needs: open air wreathed in green, and a set of eyes he can trust at his back. It turns out she needs the same.
For
lizzie_marie_23:Peter Pan, Wendy, teaching her daughter how to fly
The ingredients are all there; she's saved the pixie dust carefully, and little Jane has all the faith and trust you could want. The trouble is Wendy. How can you teach something think you have forgotten how to want?
academia, subjective/objective, coming from different directions
"I feel like you -"
"Don't say 'feel,' sweetheart, it's so, well - you."
Subjective continues blithely, uncowed by the fact: "I feel like you really just need to admit that even at your purest you have a little of me in you, too."
Objective winks saucily. "That's what she said."
academia, tense/person, we/you/they tell/told/will tell the story
You held it in your heart for the longest of times, soft and new and special, though you didn't know what it was. Now we share it with you, and it multiplies among us, accelerating as it bounces one to another, until we feel the friction which is at first warming, but so soon overheats into new forms we cannot control. Soon they will have it from us, and they will forget us, and they will bring it back to destroy you.
livejournal, prompt/fill, something is lost in translation but maybe something is gained
The neat little lines and headings that divide them must be some sort of membrane, Fill thinks, watching Prompt curiously, the neighbor beyond the tall fence. It tries to be like Prompt, tries to live up to the grandeur of Prompt's house, the stately art of its minimalist inspiration. They maybe don't speak the same language, Fill thinks finally; maybe they are saying the same thing without knowing it.
And that's all she wrote. For tonight. Now that I'm posting these I'm going to try to stop myself from filling any more tonight. There are Things I Have to Get Done. But oh man I love this ficathon! Come play!
Novakfest Fic - "Last Rites"
Nov. 29th, 2011 04:58 pmFor axilet for this round of Novakfest.
( Claire wakes up in the circle of salt her father left. )
axilet for this round of Novakfest. Title: Last Rites
Characters: Claire Novak, Castiel, Jimmy Novak
Rating: PG-13, for some language
Notes: I blended a couple of the prompts: 3. S4 AU, Clairestiel. Jimmy abandons his civilian life to look for Claire, taking up sorta-hunting in the process. He survives largely because Castiel is secretly looking out for him in a way that eventually becomes not so secret. and 4. Castiel jumps between Jimmy and Claire in a weird kind of arrangement they have going. J and C communicate via messages, fleeting touches, in the brief moments Castiel allows them. Any season is fine. Tons of thanks to ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://s.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif){kind=small}
ticketsonmyself for the beta!
( Claire wakes up in the circle of salt her father left. )
A:TLA wins another convert
Nov. 14th, 2011 10:49 amYesterday the following exchange happened.
Roommate L: There's nothing on tv, you pick.
Me: ooooh, Avatar![: the last airbender, not james cameron]
L: Uhhhhh, okayyyyy, well, you watch that, I'll go shower.
2 episodes later,
L: um, so, can we watch the rest of it?
MUAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. So yeah, after midterm stuff is all finally over I think we'll be marathoning it before Thanksgiving.
Roommate L: There's nothing on tv, you pick.
Me: ooooh, Avatar![: the last airbender, not james cameron]
L: Uhhhhh, okayyyyy, well, you watch that, I'll go shower.
2 episodes later,
L: um, so, can we watch the rest of it?
MUAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. So yeah, after midterm stuff is all finally over I think we'll be marathoning it before Thanksgiving.
because why write your essay when there is fandom?
frommfirefly10, Reply with "Batman’s crying!" and I'll give you four fandoms. Write about your favorite character from each fandom.
and I got: Merlin, Dr. Who, Nikita, and Supernatural.
Merlin: Gwen! Once upon a time this would have been a difficult toss-up between her and Morgana, but these days Gwen is just the absolute best part of Merlin. Even if it's not constant or consistent, her development has been wonderful, and Angel Coulby is perfection. I just really really love this alternative vision of Guinevere as someone who is not bred to Queenship but will be perfect at it anyway. In a show like Merlin which does (at least some of the time, when its not killing off random knights with no discussion) take a very modern approach to a medieval-fantasy set show, having our Queen (and I always type Gween at first)-to-be as a commoner fills a certain voice/perspective need of the show, yes, but it is also just the best possible setting for Gwen's character to shine, I think, and that has certainly been the case since the first episode. I will never be unable to adore a character who is the center of drama and angst and yet is so sunshiney and optimistic and good.
Doctor Who: This is really tough, actually, because there has never been a main character on DW that I haven't loved, and I tend to fluctuate depending on season. If I'm watching S1-2, Rose and Nine and Ten are my faves; watching S3 Martha is undeniably the BEST EVER; in S4 Donna takes all of the prizes; and in S5-6 Eleven, Amy, Rory, and River make me have all the happiness in the world. Sooooooooo. I'll say the TARDIS is my favorite :D Cop-out, yeah, but she's always been an animate love of mine, and that only increased when we got Idris in The Doctor's Wife.
Nikita: I haven't watched any of S2 yet, though it's all recorded on my tv waiting, so this is based solely on S1, and in that case, my favorite is Jaden. Nikita and Alex are both flawless, and I adore me some Michael, Amanda scares the crap out of me in a good way, Birkhoff is presh, etc. But JADEN. Girl is screwed up like everyone else on the show, and yet has a harder time fitting in to the Division world of screw-ups. She's tough, and puts on an even tougher front to prove herself, and is convinced wholeheartedly that she needs the Division family to redeem herself from...whatever it was in her past that we never knew about. But she is not as cold as Percy, Amanda, etc, nor does she have the motivation or drive of Nikita and Alex. She has no one telling her it will be okay, no one to love her, and so she does the best she can to make Division proud and to make herself the best she can be and to survive. I miss her :(
Supernatural: lolz you think I'm going to say Castiel, don't you? And yeah, I could write odes to Misha's face/voice/perfection and to Cas' arc and to his relationships with Sam and Dean, with his family, etc. I could bring in the Novaks. I could try to think of coherent things to say and instead probably get lost on tumblr staring at pictures of his face.
But. Cas is the reason I watch (well- watched, as in, got into watching) Supernatural. Cas is the catalyst for a flurry of feelings that I never quite had when going through the early seasons, and for some actually really difficult introspection. Cas is the subject of so many hours of skyping garbled joy atl_a_r_m and flailing in agonized love. Castiel is perfection and my love and everything wonderful.
But my favorite Supernatural character is Ruby. I don't know how to explain it. It has a lot to do I think with the coincidence of her and Anna in the Heaven and Hell/I Know What You Did Last Summer two-episode arc of demon and angel sex and grace-trees and all that, because I adore Anna and I never got over the idea of Sam'n'Dean'n'Ruby'n'Anna('n'Cas) all there together. It has a lot to do with the inexplicable fact that despite all canonical evidence that she never really loved Sam, I still ship Ruby/Sam like burning. It has a lot to do with the fact that in both incarnations she was kickass, snarky, loved french fries, sort of saved a comatose girl once, so smart and driven, so AWESOME. I just love her, and I will never accept that she is gone, and I want her to come back. Supernatural's vision of a world in which morality is problematic and often doesn't apply/exist, in which all characters have their dark places, constantly makes me fall hard for the 'bad guys,' and the fact that Ruby is both a heroine and a villainess just doubles my love for her, apparently. (See also: Anna's need to kill Sam, Godstiel)
from
mfirefly10, Reply with "Batman’s crying!" and I'll give you four fandoms. Write about your favorite character from each fandom.and I got: Merlin, Dr. Who, Nikita, and Supernatural.
Merlin: Gwen! Once upon a time this would have been a difficult toss-up between her and Morgana, but these days Gwen is just the absolute best part of Merlin. Even if it's not constant or consistent, her development has been wonderful, and Angel Coulby is perfection. I just really really love this alternative vision of Guinevere as someone who is not bred to Queenship but will be perfect at it anyway. In a show like Merlin which does (at least some of the time, when its not killing off random knights with no discussion) take a very modern approach to a medieval-fantasy set show, having our Queen (and I always type Gween at first)-to-be as a commoner fills a certain voice/perspective need of the show, yes, but it is also just the best possible setting for Gwen's character to shine, I think, and that has certainly been the case since the first episode. I will never be unable to adore a character who is the center of drama and angst and yet is so sunshiney and optimistic and good.
Doctor Who: This is really tough, actually, because there has never been a main character on DW that I haven't loved, and I tend to fluctuate depending on season. If I'm watching S1-2, Rose and Nine and Ten are my faves; watching S3 Martha is undeniably the BEST EVER; in S4 Donna takes all of the prizes; and in S5-6 Eleven, Amy, Rory, and River make me have all the happiness in the world. Sooooooooo. I'll say the TARDIS is my favorite :D Cop-out, yeah, but she's always been an animate love of mine, and that only increased when we got Idris in The Doctor's Wife.
Nikita: I haven't watched any of S2 yet, though it's all recorded on my tv waiting, so this is based solely on S1, and in that case, my favorite is Jaden. Nikita and Alex are both flawless, and I adore me some Michael, Amanda scares the crap out of me in a good way, Birkhoff is presh, etc. But JADEN. Girl is screwed up like everyone else on the show, and yet has a harder time fitting in to the Division world of screw-ups. She's tough, and puts on an even tougher front to prove herself, and is convinced wholeheartedly that she needs the Division family to redeem herself from...whatever it was in her past that we never knew about. But she is not as cold as Percy, Amanda, etc, nor does she have the motivation or drive of Nikita and Alex. She has no one telling her it will be okay, no one to love her, and so she does the best she can to make Division proud and to make herself the best she can be and to survive. I miss her :(
Supernatural: lolz you think I'm going to say Castiel, don't you? And yeah, I could write odes to Misha's face/voice/perfection and to Cas' arc and to his relationships with Sam and Dean, with his family, etc. I could bring in the Novaks. I could try to think of coherent things to say and instead probably get lost on tumblr staring at pictures of his face.
But. Cas is the reason I watch (well- watched, as in, got into watching) Supernatural. Cas is the catalyst for a flurry of feelings that I never quite had when going through the early seasons, and for some actually really difficult introspection. Cas is the subject of so many hours of skyping garbled joy at
l_a_r_m and flailing in agonized love. Castiel is perfection and my love and everything wonderful.But my favorite Supernatural character is Ruby. I don't know how to explain it. It has a lot to do I think with the coincidence of her and Anna in the Heaven and Hell/I Know What You Did Last Summer two-episode arc of demon and angel sex and grace-trees and all that, because I adore Anna and I never got over the idea of Sam'n'Dean'n'Ruby'n'Anna('n'Cas) all there together. It has a lot to do with the inexplicable fact that despite all canonical evidence that she never really loved Sam, I still ship Ruby/Sam like burning. It has a lot to do with the fact that in both incarnations she was kickass, snarky, loved french fries, sort of saved a comatose girl once, so smart and driven, so AWESOME. I just love her, and I will never accept that she is gone, and I want her to come back. Supernatural's vision of a world in which morality is problematic and often doesn't apply/exist, in which all characters have their dark places, constantly makes me fall hard for the 'bad guys,' and the fact that Ruby is both a heroine and a villainess just doubles my love for her, apparently. (See also: Anna's need to kill Sam, Godstiel)
basically, Gwen is my favorite
Oct. 10th, 2011 10:52 pmWell, I'm not doing homework like I ought to, nor am I up to doing a coherent SPN reaction right now (too many emotioooooooons), so instead I'ma regale you with my Merlin thoughts!
Specifically, my Merlin Thought. I'm taking an Arthurian Romance class this quarter, which, by the way, is fabulous. But what that coinciding with the start of the new Merlin season has brought me is the realization that it is, in fact, All About Guinevere.
( why don't I have a Gwen icon? )
Specifically, my Merlin Thought. I'm taking an Arthurian Romance class this quarter, which, by the way, is fabulous. But what that coinciding with the start of the new Merlin season has brought me is the realization that it is, in fact, All About Guinevere.
( why don't I have a Gwen icon? )
Warning, flist, this is the sad reaction post. Sometime soon I'll do the happy one about 7.01, 7.02, and Sammy.
( i *want* to be happy )
( i *want* to be happy )
Today was meant to be Last Battle-day, but I just can't do it, so I'm going to shuffle the order around and do that tomorrow.
Instead, today, have some Susan icons! Only 11, which is really funny because I took a screencap of literally (literally. I am not misusing the word.) every time she was on screen for the first hour and 20 minutes of LWW. Then...I got tired. And then of course actually making them took way longer than I thought, and a lot of my caps were blurry/no good...but I'm pretty happy with the ones I've ended up with.
I tried to show a range of Susans, and I think it worked out. More to come, hopefully!
( in which susan wins all the awards )
Instead, today, have some Susan icons! Only 11, which is really funny because I took a screencap of literally (literally. I am not misusing the word.) every time she was on screen for the first hour and 20 minutes of LWW. Then...I got tired. And then of course actually making them took way longer than I thought, and a lot of my caps were blurry/no good...but I'm pretty happy with the ones I've ended up with.
I tried to show a range of Susans, and I think it worked out. More to come, hopefully!
( in which susan wins all the awards )
