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Day 1

In your own space, post a rec for at least three fanworks that you have created. It can be your favorite fanworks that you've created, or fanworks you feel no one ever saw, or fanworks you say would define you as a creator. Drop a link to your post in the comments.


Hmmmmm. Okay, I guess, one for each.

Favourite fic: Well. Each of the fics I write is my favourite in one aspect or another, but I guess it's a toss-up between these two:

Love in the Time of Marmite
--Arthur-is-a-magical-chef fic. Basically. And then there's Eames. And Marmite. But this is mainly a story about Love, always about Love.

A Secret Love
--Regency AU. Lord Arthur Morwellan is desperate -- otherwise he would never have approached such a dangerous gentleman as Mr Gabriel Eames. While they grew up together, a misguided fight in their youth resulted in their estrangement from each other. But Arthur knows that Eames is the only person who can help him now, and he must find a way to gain his assistance -- even if it means deceiving him as to the true identity of the person in need. But what happens when Eames discovers his shocking secret?


Fic I feel like no one ever saw: I posted this around the time of the first LJ DDoS blackout, and it kind of got lost in the middle of the deluge, so. I'm pretty proud of this fic -- I feel it's one of my best, and it did exactly what I wanted it to do. :)

Not Shy of a Spark
--Noir AU. PI Arthur Lake gets called out to what he thinks is a routine case to help out a friend; things get a lot more complicated when he finds out who the victim is and meets William Eames, the person who found the body.


Fic I would say defines me as a creator: That's a really tough one, no doubt about it. But I think I can definitely say that this is one of the best things I have ever done, and it encompasses my undying need for a happy ending, for things working out for my protagonists, even if I put them through hoops first. It is a pretty perfect snapshot of what I'm aiming for as a writer -- lighthearted, yet with a strong emotional core and a resolution that (I hope) leaves the reader smiling.

Darling Buds of May
--When Arthur agrees to help out a desperate customer at the last minute, he has no idea what he's getting himself into. But then that's Eames for you. If only Eames would stop trying to trick his name out of him, everything would be right with the world.


....I honestly have no idea how this turned into such an Inception fest. I guess that fandom challenges me to produce works that I'm proud to call my own, and Arthur and Eames always bring out the writer in me that wants to aim for the stars.


To finish off this edition of Arthur loves his Eamesie, here's an InstaRec for a fic that honestly made me smile so hard. One of the most delightful things I have ever read, without a doubt. This has been Captain Fluff, your hostess for the day.

you are the place I rest my head by papered
--café!AU. In which Arthur and Eames are uni students, and Eames works at the uni coffee shop.

OKAY OKAY CRISIS AVERTED (for the time being). I have a custom S2 layout, so, Miss Clever over here just realised that if I use ?style=mine (which I don't like to do, BUT THE LESSER EVIL, RIGHT?) it works just like before!!!! OH MY GOD, THE RELIEF. I am totally going to hang in there until I see where this is going. *nodnod* Still importing my account to DW just in case, but -- OKAY, LJ. I'M WILLING TO GIVE YOU A SECOND CHANCE. DON'T FUCK IT UP AGAIN.

...Meanwhile. Uh, okay. Here's the thing. I have ~43K monster of a Charles/Erik fic in the final stages of edits. Is there perhaps anyone out there that wouldn't mind reading that huge-ass thing and telling me if it works? I've been staring at the thing for waaaay too long, and I can't possibly inflict another re-read on my SuperBeta, who has already done a fuckton of work on this. Sooooo, if anyone fancies a romp with Kriminalhauptkommissar Lehnsherr and ensemble (that's the cop!Erik AU to you and me), would you please let me know? I'm kind of hoping to get it out by Christmas -- or New Year at the very latest. Uh. Please? ^_____^

Look. I want you to know that I would have resisted. I would have. I could have done it, damn it. I even managed to resist the Bucky table, although it cost me something, I don't mind telling you.

But then kellifer_fic claimed the Cliche table from avengers_tables, and I got a good look at it.

And basically, that's all she wrote, folks. Like I said to her, I've never met a cliche I didn't like/couldn't subvert until I liked it. So, really, this was a foregone conclusion.

Cliche

pretending to be a couple	woke up married	magical transformation	inebriated confessions	"It was a dark and stormy night..."
forced bonding	coitus interruptus	"...and they lived happily ever after."	woke up on the wrong side of the bed	undercover operation
shopping for curtains	"you had me at hello"	huddling for warmth	amnesia	soulmates
kids or babies	fulfilling a prophesy/destiny	just in the nick of time	telepathy	mistaken identity
not really dead	phobias	in the future...	time travel	relying on the enemy

DAMN YOU, shinysylver AND somehowunbroken, YOU HORRIBLE ENABLERS, YOU.

Okay right so this manic cheerfulness thing? SHOWS NO SIGNS OF ABATING, which, I have no idea what is going on BUT I LIKE IT. <3 And intend to make full use of it before the inevitable crash that is bound to occur due to my imminent Time Of Power (thank you, zolac_no_miko, for infecting me with that saying, I WILL NEVER AGAIN BE ABLE TO REFER TO IT AS ANYTHING ELSE).

Anyway. I would like to make it known that MY FLIST IS FULL OF TERRIBLE ENABLERS. (I'm eyeballing you, somehowunbroken.) Because this morning, I got to work to find an email from somehowunbroken linking me to THIS PICTURE (linked, because it is ginormous and if I embed it it would screw up everyone's layouts, BUT YOU SHOULD TOTALLY CLICK ON IT AND GAZE ON THE MINDBOGGLING AMAZINGNESS THAT IS BUCKY BARNES). And then I (very understandably, I thought) had ALLLLL THE FEEEEELINGS GUSHING OUT EVERYWHERE. Which, extremely appropriate icon, me thinks. And then this happened, alongside an exclusively-CAPSLOCK-infested conversation with somehowunbroken over IM (see cut below) about ALLLLLL OF OUR STEVE/BUCKY FEELS, directly precluding the events detailed in the aforementioned happenstance, AND BASICALLY THE OUTCOME OF THAT IS THAT I AM GOING TO HAVE TO WRITE THAT BUCKY/STEVE/TONY THING OR EXPLODE FROM SUPPRESSED ~FEEEEEEELINGS, OH GOD. /0\ /0\

( The Steve-and-Bucky conversation, under a cut because SERIOUSLY, CAPSLOCK, I AM NOT KIDDING. And also length. YEAH. I WASN'T KIDDING ABOUT ALLLL THE FEEEELINGS EITHER. Also obviously for [SPOILERS] for Captain America. )

In other news, there is a Holiday Love Meme thing going on!! Which, MESSAGE ME WITH ALL YOUR LINKS SO I CAN GIVE YOU SOME LOVE!! :D

More new people! WELCOME. I hope you know what you're getting yourselves in for. >.>;; Intro posts have been going on this week, so feel free to check out my recent entries if you feel like moar insanity.

Anyway, last night I was reading this magazine my mum brought home with her, and there was an article on People's Sexiest Man Alive 2011 list! GUYS, IDRIS ELBA IS ON IT, HOW MUCH DO I LOVE THAT MAN. <3 And Chris Hemsworth's younger brother! AND CHRIS EVANS IS #5!! That is a nice fucking photo of him right there! :D It's a bit of a travesty that Sebastian Stan isn't on it -- next year, maybe?

So that was fun. And then I turn a few pages, AND I SEE THIS.




And while looking for that pic, I ALSO FOUND THIS.

YOU ARE WELCOME. WATCH IT WITH SOMETHING TO COOL YOURSELF WITH AFTERWARDS NEAR AT HAND. ALSO I (AND MY KEYBOARD) HIGHLY RECOMMEND YOU DON'T DRINK ANYTHING WHILE YOU WATCH IT. YEAH.

There is also this vid, in which he is UTTERLY ADORKABLE, and also scorching hot with the making out and shit, NNNNNNNGGGHHHH. Also he sounds so smart; I love the bit where he talks about sense memory. HE'S A HUGE FAN OF ICE CREAM. HE LOVES WEARING COLOGNE. (Okay, sidecut, I have a HUGE thing about men wearing cologne and smelling delicious. The easiest way to seduce me is to smell nice and delicious and lickable/fuckable. (I wonder why the hell I haven't done a fic about this, or used it in a fic yet? SOMETHING TO THINK ABOUT.) So Chris Evans saying this -- WELL, YOU CAN IMAGINE THE EFFECT ON MY LIBIDO.) BASICALLY THERE'S NOTHING I DON'T LIKE ABOUT THIS VID. <3 Also I would just like to say EVAN RACHEL WOOD'S HEELS. I don't as a rule have a shoe thing, BUT THOSE HEELS ON HER, I JUST. *_______* SO. FUCKING. HOT.

Anyway, my god, distracted is the name of the game today. :/

I've spent all day wrangling an ill baby Nicky, and I am now exhausted. I'm gonna go to bed in a bit, but first I wanted to share a conversation delicatale and I had over the past couple days, because, well. Let's just say WE'VE DONE IT AGAIN. Basically it went something like this:

delicatale: OMG Clint/Phil, we need ALL THE TROPES, like puppy fic and kid!fic and coffee shop au.
sirona_gs: FHJFHFJGH COFFEE SHOP AU.
delicatale: YES.
sirona_gs: Have you too been feeling the co-writing bugs bite? BECAUSE I KNOW I HAVE.
delicatale: WE SHOULD TOTALLY.
sirona_gs: BUT BUT BUT PUPPY FIIIIC, I NEED IT IN MY LIIIIFE, YOU WILL BE GLORIOUS. LET'S DO IT AFTER YOU WRITE IT.
delicatale: BUT BUT BUT COFFEE SHOP AUUUUU I REALLY WANT TO WRITE IT NAO. :')
sirona_gs: ...FUCK IT, LET'S DO IT. \0/ \0/

And so you're looking at about 5,500 words of said Coffee Shop AU sitting pretty in a GDoc overnight until we get to writing some moar tomorrow. YOU GUYS, THE FUN, IT IS EPIC. Also writing with delicatale is ALWAYS A DELIGHT, I swear, ALL THE BEST THINGS IN THIS SO FAR ARE HERS. <3<3<3 SO MANY FEEEEELINGS, GOD, I DON'T EVEN KNOW HOW I'M HANDLING ALL OF THEM. :')

...Those two, I LOVE THEM SO MUCH, NO LIE, THEY ARE RIDICULOUS BOYS IN LOVE. <3 This is going to be utterly trope-tastic and I LOVE IT. :D :D It's so awesome, finding a pairing early enough that most tropes are still up for grabs, writing-wise! \0/ \0/

Anyway, oh god, I have an Arthur/Eames fic to edit before sending it out to my SuperBeta tonight. Luckily, it's fairly short -- about six and a half K. Once more unto the breach, et cetera, et cetera.

The Avengers Friending Meme is still ongoing! :D If you're wondering whether to play, there's only one answer to that, really: DOOOOO IIIITTTT. Come make new friends! \0/

ALSO ALSO SHERLOCK BBC'S NEW SEASON WILL AIR ON JANUARY 1ST. I FEEL A PARTY POST COMING ON. \0/ \0/ \0/

Oh my god. *collapses* Christmas shopping is now done. I have spent so much money. /0\

Well, okay, it's not that much, and I bought a fuckload of stuff, but it was kind of all at the same time, and it seems outrageous. I do this every year; I set aside one day in early December and just spend like three hours at the mall and go to all the shops and cobble together a few gifts each for mum, dad and sister (and this year, baby Nicky). I HAVE BOUGHT ALL THE BOOKS. Seriously, there were these gorgeous picture books, and Neil Gaiman's illustrated issue of Instructions, and a Winnie the Poo collection (Nicky adores them), and I bought my mum one of them large travel books, and a CD of Anna Netrebko performing live (she loves her), and I got Robbie Williams' Swing when you're winning for my dad, been meaning to give him this for years, and I got GNeil's Fragile Things for myself (I consider this tattoo research, okay, my next tattoo is going to be a quote from the selfsame story), and a silly paranorma romancel book that has nothing to recomment it but the fact that it's set in Oxford, and I just couldn't resist. I remember faffing around Broad Street and thinking up something remarkably similar to this plot in my head (only mine was so much more complicated in terms of mythology, Jesus, I am a nerd).

And all the while, I was thinking of the Phil Son of Canton theory, which, WHAT EVEN. /0\ And also about Phil Vs Christmas. I can't decide whether Phil effin' hates it, or he secretly loves it and only pretends to hate it because people expect him to (and Clint somehow finds out, because he is one observant bastard whatever his other personal failings, and IDK, starts secretly smuggling gingerbread men into Phil's office and leaving the plate on his desk, and Phil's face when he sees it), or he just as unflappably and calmly as always decorates his office with mistletoe and pine branches and ornaments and shit, and gives everyone a heart attack when they see it and think the Avengers have finally driven him round the bend. #happy place

And now I'm sat at Starbucks, recuperating; I've straight out inhales my gigantic toffee nut latte and am as I type trying to talk myself out of having another. In other news, my cousin is dragging me to see Breaking Dawn tonight, fucking hell. It's a good thing I love her. /0\

So there. That was my day so far; the only thing to make it more bearable apart from mentally constructing Phil's origins story was this awesome Clint/Phil fic, Jesus, what is it about this pairing that makes me all hot and bothered yet strangely mushy-hearted? IDEK.

Right. I'll be putting up the Christmas Trope Fest post in a bit, while trying to talk myself out of writing either of those two fics out in full. /0\ It is not being a good day about my self-control.

If someone could please explain to me why I have spent the last THREE AND A HALF HOURS drawing Erik and Charles' Pemberley layout by hand, from scratch, using pencil and ruler and everything, I should be much obliged.

The notes for this thing have hit 1,500 words. JUST THE NOTES. The thing itself is now over 20K and we haven't even gotten our teeth into the main plotline yet.

This story is going to steal my sanity, isn't it.

Anyway, for those that are curious -- ( this is the ground floor of Pemberley, Charles/Erik-style. )

Okay, okay, so I was going to make another 'Working Through Shit, Bear With Me' post this morning when I got to work. And then luninosity accosted me with a perfectly delightful Erik/Charles Christmas-y snippet, and now, er. Now I am just under 8K into X-Pride II, aka the First Impressions sequel. WHICH, WHAT. I guess my issues are more or less settled enough so I can write? Anyway, in the 8K so far there has been freaking out, a love letter, a wedding, awkward sex talk with Raven, making out in the carriage, angsty Charles being an idiot, more cuddling in carriage, and arriving at Pemberley. And I swear, I am not even seeing the end of this. I am going to write so much stuff, SO. MUCH. REGENCY MARRIAGE FLUFF. IDEK if anyone will want to read it, but I seem to want to write it, so. We shall see, I guess. At this stage I am not even going to hazard a guess as to potential word length. I just can't even extrapolate from what I have so far, because there's not actually all that many scenes in the 8K, it's mostly scene setting and conversations and some plot advancement. If I end up writing over 50K of one story in November without actually meaning to, does that count as NaNo?

Also, I am sorry to everyone expecting stories from me, but this is what's--well, less 'coming', more 'bursting out at the seams' at the moment, so. Normal service should resume... at some point? OH, GOD, WHAT HAVE THEY DONE TO ME. Probably making a soundtrack to prod me into writing alllll the words isn't actually helping me stop it.

Anyway. Feeling pretty damn decent today. You guys are wonderful and ILU so much. ♥

I'm just so, so happy to have an episode we can all squee over again! delicatale and myself have been going back and forth for the past two hours, and delicatale will post an amazing little coda tomorrow, but basically it went like this:

( delicatale and I write all the domestic fluff ever )

OKAY. OKAY. LAST POST TODAY, I PROMISE -- or should I say first post today, since it's after midnight here? GAH, I AM RAMBLING ALREADY. THIS WILL WORK JUST FINE, THEN.

I find myself in the strange position of having three--no, four--huge stories in the works. When I say huge, I'm thinking at least upwards of 10K, probably nudging closer to 20K and over. And I'm stumped. Just thinking about ALLLL THE WORDS I'm going to write for them makes me leery of sitting my arse down and getting to it; moreover, I can't seem to decide which one to focus on right now.

So. After much pondering, and deft enabling by delicatale, to get my writing juices flowing I propose the following: PROMPT ME. I will write drabbles for as many prompts as I get ideas for, and that's a promise. I can't guarantee that every prompt will get filled, BUT I will do my absolute best for as long as I need this exercise. Now, it's half past midnight here right now, so this will happen tomorrow most likely, but. GO ON, YOU GUYS. I WANT TO WAKE UP TO A VERITABLE DELUGE OF PROMPTS! :D

Fandoms: Inception (Arthur/Eames), Sherlock (Sherlock/John, Mycroft/Lestrade (oh god)), H50 (Steve/Danny), XMFC (Charles/Erik), HP (Harry/Draco -- this one is for you, altri_uccelli, if you fancy it! :))

I did this last year for Christmas, when anyone who wanted a Christmas drabble from me got one. I will very likely do that again this year, so think of this as a wee taster! :D