So, this thing finally finished itself, at least four years after I started it. I suspect it's the closet I'll ever come to secret id fic, because who else on earth would be even remotely interested in it? a) the main character is one who got killed off halfway through the show's second episode; b) it's been so long since I've watched an episode of the show that I have no clue if any of this is in character for anyone. (No, watching "The Daedalus Variations" six months ago doesn't count, because the characters all function as cardboard cut-outs, and I'm pretty sure that wasn't true for the entire rest of the show.) And also c) it probably won't make sense to anyone but me, but for once, I don't really care.
tl;dr - I suspect this is about a sneeze away from being original fiction by now; not at all my standard SGA fare.
I would ’twere bed-time, Hal, and all well. - Henry IV, pt. 1, V.i
There is (was, will be) a boy running through the grass. Blue sky overhead, green grass underfoot; the boy runs. A rabbit runs also, aware of nothing but the open space before and the boy behind. A dog barks from inside the forest that stretches out along the green grass; barks twice, and bursts out of the underbrush, a brown and white arrow aimed at the rabbit.
And (the boy runs; the boy stumbles; the boy falls; the boy drops to his knees and clutches at his eyes; the boy sees blood; the boy sees an empty field and a panting dog) the boy stops, watches dog and rabbit disappear back into the forest, wonders what just (didn’t happen) happened.
Apologies for the delay on this one, for some reason I've been very blocked on it.
This is part IV of Birthday Honours, a sequel to London Calling, both Buffyverse / Marvel Cinematic Universe crossovers.
Both stories can be found here:
On Twisting the Hellmouth - http://www.tthfanfic.org/Series-3037
On Archive of our Own - http://archiveofourown.org/series/212399
Note - Spoilers for earlier parts immediately below the cut!
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In the great world of crossover possibilities, one of the burning questions in my mind is not "What Hogwarts house was Mary Poppins in?" but "How did Eglantine Price miss getting her eleventh-birthday owl?"
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Kagome X Kikyou - Completion - Neither of them can believe that this is their first time - 184 Words, PG-13
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APPARENTLY I'VE WRITTEN MORE LIFE IS STRANGE FANFICTION. timydamonkey mentioned enjoying the brief prison visit scene in Split, so I started wondering whether that was a concept I could explore further.
Title: At Arm's Length
Fandom: Life Is Strange
Summary: Arcadia Bay has been saved, time is back to where it should be, and Max has no one to talk to about her trauma. Except maybe the asshole in prison who caused half of it.
Prompt: sj_everyday challenge #38 ‘there be dragons’
Word Count: 267
Fandom: Stargate SG-1
Pairing(s): Sam Carter/Jack O’Neill
Summary: Sam makes a new friend off-world.
Link(s): on LJ & on AO3
Going to emergency pinch hit seems to have worked out.
I got an awesome story, called The Wild (Star Trek TOS, Mirror Pike/Mirror Number One). So I threw this mirror couple on my nominations and request list because I had extra space, and because I love Pike/Number One. It makes me happy. I love Number One on her own, but the two of them together are so good.
And that was a really good choice. The ISS Enterprise finds itself at a little planet called Talos IV... the inverted events in this are nicely done, and it addresses a hole in the original episode "Mirror, Mirror" - how did Kirk get rid of Pike? (I believe in the ep it references his murder.) There's also a nice callout to The Menagerie. And because this is a ship fest, the new Adam and Eve. It's over 4400 words of awesomeness! Go read it.
I also got a treat (I love treats, and I so rarely get them) that may interest more of the crowd that hangs around here. It's a Vorkosigan Saga work called Till Things Are Brighter, dealing with Ivan/Tej before Aral's funeral. I love Ivan/Tej and this is so wonderfully them. The author proposes the link between funerals and fatigues that seems VERY Barrayaran. It's a tender shippy scene to which I recommend bringing a tissue. I really really like it.
I'll do a recs post once reveals happen, but at a first glance there's a Bucky Barnes/Maria Hill fic that looks promising, and a sensual Mummy fic with Evy/Rick/Ardeth that I don't recommend reading with curious eyes in the room.
Title: Mood of my Coffee
Warning: College AU, Boys being mean in high school
Summary: “I don’t know him? Really because knowing him in bed isn’t what makes you know him. I know his favorite color is navy blue, but he hates all other shades of blue. I know that he likes Pepsi over Coke but he prefers coffee over all. When he’s in a good mood he takes it black, but the more stressed or upset he is, the more cream and sugar he adds. I’d guess right now it’s looking more like muddy milk than coffee.”
I finished a thing! I love it when I do that
Over at the be_compromised 2016 promptathon sugar_fey prompted ROAD TRIP! and I remembered that I'd started writing a Clint and Natasha post-Avengers road trip way back in the day. But I decided I didn't know America enough to make it into what I wanted, and by that point other people had written theirs and I loved those stories, so this went into the discarded folder. This week I tugged it back out, looked at it sideways, and rewrote it into this.
Title: Driver Choses The Music
Rating/Warnings: PG13 (mild self harm, f-word)
Length: 2000 words
Author Note: first posted here at the be_compromised promptathon for sugar_fey's prompt ROAD TRIP!
Summary: Clint shoves his bag in the trunk of the car – a standard, bland SHIELD undercover ride – and doesn’t ask how Nat acquired the keys. Doesn’t ask how, or even if, she’s gotten permission to take him off base, doesn’t ask what’s in the bag she shoved in his arms on their way out, doesn’t ask what they’re doing in a SHIELD garage at ass o’clock in the morning. Doesn’t care.
LINK TO FIC ON AO3