eirenical: (BH -- your name on my heart)
*deep breath* And now that that's all off my chest... some fic posting. ^_^

Enjoy!


Sometimes We All Prefer the Lie (1372 words) by Renee-chan
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Being Human (UK), Being Human
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: John Mitchell/Annie Sawyer
Characters: John Mitchell
Additional Tags: Angst, Wordcount: 1.000-3.000, Season/Series 03, Bad Decisions, Fate, Communication Failure, Dysfunctional Family

Summary:
Mitchell dreamed of blood, now... all the time. Rivers of it... oceans. He drowned in it, every night, glutted and starved as it flowed over and around him, poured down his throat, bathed his skin, clogged his every pore and choked off his breath. All the things he'd done in his long, squalid life, and this one thing refused to leave him, haunted him as nothing else had ever done.

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And... a snippet of Newsies fic -- the Happy Ending epilogue to A New Day Dawning.

Some mornings, not even the heaviest of draperies could block out the sun. Like certain go-getting Newsies, that light wouldn't take "No" for an answer. And like the biggest mark who had ever walked the Earth, this morning, Jack couldn't either. He wasn't sure why he didn't wake his friend to suffer with him, but he wouldn't deny he enjoyed the after-effects of being so kind.

Crutchie was sprawled gracefully over his half of the bed, far softer, far more relaxed than he ever was in waking motion. He lay on his left side, one strong arm tucked under his pillow supporting his head, the other stretched out in Jack's direction. They'd kicked off the heavy covers sometime during the night, leaving only the crisp, white top sheet covering them both. Towards morning, even that had seemed too much, and they'd both ended up with it rucked around them in odd places, bare limbs sticking out from beneath as though seeking the cooler air. And there was something about that pose -- and the blissful smile that hadn't left his friend's face even in sleep -- that made Jack's hand itch for a piece of charcoal.
eirenical: (I Can Find Temptation)
As I mentioned the other day, I've been watching Teen Wolf. I've been enjoying it. My favorite character? Stiles, hands down. He's adorable, he's clever, he runs on at the mouth whenever he's nervous -- which is always -- and loves his friends to death.

This is not the point. The point is that around Episode 11 or so of Season 1, I randomly derailed off of TW to watch random eps of The 4400. And that didn't seem like an entirely logical place to go. Well, today I put it together. The guy who plays Stiles looks a bit like Patrick Flueger, who played Shawn Farrell and was my favorite character on The 4400. -.-;;;

Well, there are patterns to certain of my obsessions and the next place I always go after The 4400... is L&O: SVU Season 5, Episode 15. The one in which Patrick Flueger plays Aidan Connor -- a boy whose secret girlfriend is accidentally killed by her father, who is then shot and killed later in the episode. It is then found out that the girl (Shannon) was pregnant and her baby was the product of incest. Turns out that her father is also Aidan's father. He was living a double life. And Aidan's mother is the one who killed him. She goes to jail, leaving Aidan completely alone and very much suicidal. Stabler points out to him that he still has a [half] brother -- Shannon's younger brother. At the end, you can see it in Aidan's eyes that he's decided that he'll live... for Brian. And that's it. Just for Brian, not for himself. As far as Aidan is concerned in that moment, his life is over and done. It's heartbreaking.

And, uh... that kind of angst? My bread and butter, dude.

Anybody want a snippet? )

NO. WILLPOWER. -.-;;;
eirenical: (Hair -- Wha--? Is that...? PARIS??? O_O)
(stolen from [livejournal.com profile] zoicite who stole from someone else, etc., etc. ^_^)

Post a single sentence from each WIP you have (or as many as you want to pick). No context, no explanations. No more than one sentence!

OK, not gonna post sentences from every WIP... because that would be insane and because I'm not even sure they're all on this comp. I need to do something about that. :-P

1. Eyes narrowing once again, Danny glared at the jock, "Is this another one of those epiphany moments or do I get to hit you this time?"

2. And after this last trip... by Aslan's mane, after this last trip, a horrifying dream would be welcome compared to what he'd suffered there in the mists.

3. He'd set such a high bar for what Alice expected from a man that any lesser man would have difficulty even seeing the damned thing past the sun glare, much less hurling himself over it.

4. Nuriko allowed his voice to drop into that husky growl that had so thrown the other man at their first meeting, "Since you remember me so well, Kouji-san, you may also remember this... I need no man to speak for me."

4a. (I couldn't decide. Sue me.) "This deception, this trickery, this sadistic game... Nuriko, is this all that you know?"

5. When she'd asked Sheila about it the older woman had hedged, said that they'd been busy, but Jeanie had known from watching those anxiously shifting blue eyes that wouldn't quite meet hers that there was more to the story -- something was keeping Berger away.

6. Secretly, Berger had even thought that *he* might not mind dressing up, again, but he was determined to save it for a special occasion like an anniversary, or Claude's birthday... or for a time when he'd really fucked something up.

7. Jeanie merely arched an eyebrow, "No... we were talking about what Berger had done to upset you... and the obvious conclusion is that it's not so much *what* he did to upset you, as *who* he did to upset you."

8. Whatever the case, Conner didn't toss off Kira's biting words like he usually did -- he took them full force, like a knife to the gut.

Bonus: Because I had to. NSFW? I guess that depends on how you'd rate this. I think it's NSFW, but I tend to over-rate these things... Ah, fuck it. Just read if you want to. ^_^ )

And that's all I've got on this comp. ^_^ If you see anything interesting and want to know more, let me know! ^_^ Bonus if you can name all the fandoms. ;D

In other news... I WANT THIS. Friend and I caught the infomercial on TV and I know and love every one of the songs they were playing. And now I want this. Even the CD cases are cool. And I counted 5 songs from Hair in that 15 minute viewing alone. WANT. Anyone want to buy me an early b-day present? *unsure but game smile* ^_~

And then we flipped to South Park and it was the marijuana/bris episode -- which is my most favorite South Park, ever! (And beyond appropriate after the Flower Power infomercial. XD) Awesome. ^_^ Hello, synchronicity... we meet again. ^_^

HAIR TOUR IN HERSHEY, TOMORROW!!! :D

*eyes clock* :DDDDDDDDDDDDD

HAIR TOUR IN HERSHEY, TODAY!!!! :D :D :D :D :D
eirenical: (Hair -- Claude basking in sunlight)
*coughs* So... for the first time in a couple of weeks, I actually feel like I can breathe again. All my assignments are handed in, all my finals are done, I don't even have chorale for the next couple of weeks. I am totally free and clear with no obligations in sight until after New Years. *_* Bliss.

So I went to bed early last night, being very sleepy after running around the city (12 miles!! :D) all day the day before, and planned to sleep in this morning. That... umm... didn't entirely happen. The getting to sleep early part went off without a hitch, but somewhere around 6 AM, this little voice spoke up in my head and said... "Mommy?" I batted it away and continued sleeping.

About an hour later, it prodded me again. "...Mommy?" I shooed it back away, rolled over and continued sleeping.

By 8 o'clock, it brought in reinforcements. Shortly after the "Mommy?"... I got the definite impression that Jeanie heard it, too, and turned around and smiled in response. Ah. Now it makes sense. Little voice must be Cloud. Mystery solved. Go back to sleep.

Two hours later, though, this slammed into my head:

Mommy...? )

Oh crap. That was the opening scene to a fic. And when they appear that suddenly and that completely while I've been asleep, I need to get them down right that minute or they're going to slip away like most of my dreams do. So I shot up out of the covers and grabbed for my laptop... only to discover it had no battery and the charger was in the room with my cat. Raced across the hall, desperately trying to hold the words, took care of Gabriel's needs, plugged in the laptop and finally got the words to "paper"... along with about another page more.

*sweatdrop* It's official. The sequel to The Zorya has begun. G-d help me. *thud*

*eg* Hey... if I work diligently enough, maybe I can get it posted for Xmas...? ;D *snorts* Yeah. Fat chance.
eirenical: (Hair -- How dare they try to end this be)
Another 3,670 words for a total of 25,152... and still working. Wow. All of a sudden this thing decided to cooperate with a vengeance. ^_^ Maybe it's because I'm into the part that I most wanted to write. ^_^

Going to (hopefully) write a little more, then head back over to my Uncle's and do a little more unpacking. Lots of work still to do before [livejournal.com profile] msorange21 gets here on Friday. ^_~ *deep breath* Go team!

;D

6:50 PM -- 25,780 now, and I really should stop. Need to go unpack more while I still have the energy. And do laundry! O_o Oh good grief. Stupid laundry. I leave you with a snippet, because I can. ^_^ Enjoy!

Gratefully, Sheila nodded, "G-d, Berger... that would be fantastic."

Berger laughed in response, a jaunty grin on his face, "'G-d-Berger,' huh? That's a new one... but I think I like it."
eirenical: (Hair -- Berger: Mine!)
Short and sweet? Job interview went better than expected. *shrugs* We'll see. ^_^

More importantly? Now 12,131 words into the next Hair sequel!fic. ^_^ And like Berger, I can't seem to keep this one serious for more than 30 seconds. I think I overloaded my angst circuits on the last one. *chuckles* Ah well -- I'm sure they'll recharge eventually. ^_~

And because I can... a snippet. ^_~ )

I just wanted to share that one because it made me giggle and you don't need context to understand it. ^_^ Also, I figured I'd toss you something... because we're already over 12,000 words into this thing... and haven't even gotten to the premiere, yet. O_O So... it may be awhile.

*sheepish grin* Hope you liked!
eirenical: (PRiS -- facepalm)
22,505. And that's pre-final edit. Good grief. Not only that... but Sheila wouldn't freakin' cooperate! She and her eldest daughter were supposed to be in this fic! *grumps* I guess there's gonna be a fourth... *whimper* After this one turning into such a bitch, I'm not sure I'm up for a fourth...

Final edits tomorrow, hopefully posting the first part, too. Or at least the prologue. Damned thing doesn't seem to want to break into easily postable chapters. Well, if I do end up posting the prologue separately, I'll try to post the first whole part later that day to make up for it. ^_^ *eyes clock* If I can get my ass out of bed early enough. O_O Holy Hell. It's 1:40 in the morning and I just realized that the reason I've been starving for the past three hours is that I was so wrapped up in writing that I forgot to eat dinner. O_O

And I leave you with one of my favorite sets of lines from the new fic:

Berger wrapped an arm around Claude and smiled, "Oh, come on... It wasn't *that* bad..." Claude just buried his face in Berger's shoulder and groaned.

{sentence cut for mild spoiler} In a quiet voice she whimpered, "I've never been thrown out of a restaurant before..."

Jeanie threw her arms around {spoiler} and caroled out proudly, "We have!"
eirenical: (Gravi -- phwee? -- sunrise.aoaki.net)
Oh dear Lord, it's finally happened. I've started a Power Rangers Dino Thunder slash fic. O_O I have only two things to say:

1) How the hell did Ethan end up my narrator? I mean, not that I don't like the guy, but really... he's my least favorite of all the lead characters in the series. *sweatdrop*

2) I'm sorry, Conner!!!! ;_; O_O

Still pondering if I can make this fit into the FMN universe or not. It's a pretty complete fic in and of itself, but... I like the FMN universe. O_o;;; Must ponder some more. *nodnod*

*wanders off to gorge on more PRDT for writing inspiration* Damned White Thunder Part 3 episode... this is all your fault!

Anyone want a snippet? -.-;;; )

Eh-heh... Right... Moving on, now!
eirenical: (Danny Phantom -- boys hugging)
Eh, not a great week, but there were extenuating circumstances. That being said, I still lost 0.2 lbs. ^_^ Hey -- a loss is still a loss, baby! ^_^ And I fit into a pair of jeans that I haven't since the end of college. *eg* So I'll just take that as a win and move on. ^_~

*coughs* So, about this new fandom... It's not really "new", per se. I've been reading fanfiction for it for quite some time, now. I've just never felt like I could write it before. *chuckles* So, the other piece of important information is that the Verizon guy is coming today to hook up my new TV/Internet/Phone. Why is this important or related? Well... I realized a week ago that if this was going to happen and I was about to lose my Cable DVR... I needed to clear out all the saved programs. O_O This was obviously problematic. Especially as I had just about every episode of Danny Phantom -- out of order, no less! -- recorded and waiting to be copied to DVD. So what did I do this week? That's right. I marathoned all three seasons of Danny Phantom. *falls over*

*chuckles* So... gave me inspiration? So, what I intended to do was write a short little one-off and get it out of my head. Problem? *screams a la Dash in Micro-Management* I don't do short! O_o;;; Over 5700 words into the thing and barely even touching what I'd intended for the plot, I realized that this had the potential to become another "And the Fox Declared to the Hound"... or worse, another "Forget Me Not". @_@ *flails* I have too many unfinished projects as it is! I needed a new fandom like I needed a hole in my head! *pants* *whimpers* Not to mention that I saw "Hair" yesterday and now have about three Berger x Claude fics swimming around my subconscious. O_O

Cut for me blathering on about ghos-- *coughs* Er... that is, Danny Phantom. ^_^ )
eirenical: (YnM -- Hisoka_Subaru -- sunrise.aoaki.ne)
OK... so it's been over a month since I last posted a word count. In my own defense, this was the first time that I've had access to my ficcage and been able to sit up for more than 2 minutes without pain since almost three weeks ago. :-P Also, I think that once I get out of this sitting position, the pain will make itself known. That, however, is not the point! The point is that I was at my apartment long enough to get a fic or two onto a flash drive, I stole my mother's laptop, and I was able to sit up to use it! So, I ficced. ^_^ *cheers*

And now the word count...

Today's word count: 1,090
Total word count: 51,250

Yeah, I realize that's a little pathetic, but consider the pain it cost me to do it! And the fact that until today, I was completely stuck at the part where I had left myself! Bet it sounds more impressive now, huh? ^_~ Thought so. ^_^

Anway, I now leave you a sniplet until I have the ability to write you more fic. ^_^ Enjoy! )

*** *** ***


I just love Ecliptor... don't you? ^_^
eirenical: (Danny Phantom -- pantless again?)
It's because they're not supposed to be there, isn't it? *sigh*

Had a productive morning -- did some dishes, put away some laundry, baked some cupcakes (one of our techs is turning 25 today ^_^). Trying to get the place ready before going to see my friend Jenny this weekend -- it'll leave me less to do when I get back and have to get packed for the trip to Kansas three days later. O_o;;;

But, in the meantime, all that domestic activity gave me a writing itch, so... a new word count. ^_^

Today's word count: 1,066
Total word count: 48,679

...and a snippet. )

^_^
eirenical: (PRiS -- facepalm)
Oh good lord, am I dragging with trying to get back into working on ARBAON. I keep trying to write scenes, getting partway into them and realizing that the scene has virtually no purpose except for me trying to show that I haven't forgotten a character. And a comment on FF.net that someone left me has been niggling around in the back of my brain. They commented that Billy being the Platinum Ranger kind of popped out of nowhere. So, I re-read it, and you know... it did. *grumps* So now, every time I try to introduce a new twist on the plot, I keep asking myself, "Did I foreshadow this enough or at all? Did I need to? Can I go back and add it in without ruining the flow of the plot? Good lord, I don't want it to seem like I'm thwacking people in the head with it... but I don't want it coming out of nowhere, either! Raaaaawgh!!" *headdesk*

Stupid constructive criticism that was actually constructive. *grumblegrumble* Now I need to figure out what to do with it...

Bleh.

Today's word count (even though I may scrap it all tomorrow): 994
Total word count: 44,820

And now a sniplet... just 'cuz I can. )
eirenical: (PRiS -- run away screaming)
*drumroll*

Thank you. *coughs* I'm getting back into the swing of things and have started working on ARBAON again. ^_^ I warn you, I've been up since 7 AM and have been productive. And so, I give you word counts and, in honor of passing 40,000 words, a snippet. Enjoy!

Today's word count (so far -- it's only 10:40 AM, after all): 2,096
Total word count: 40,050

Only 1,679 words away from passing Taking Root, people!

12:26 PM
602 words away... ^_^

And now the snippet: )

*chuckles* Poor Tommy... ^_^ Always so clueless... ^_^

More to come!
eirenical: (CCD -- Nokoru angel -- jazzymichi)
*sweatdrop* Apparently, I'm on a roll... ^_^ All that RPing last night must have kick-started my creative juices. ^_^ Alice came over and we dragged out all my Werewolf books (literally all -- I nearly herniated another disc carrying them into the living room. O_o) and played until almost 2 AM. @_@;; No wonder I was sleepy this morning. But for the first time in a long time, I felt like I'd done a good job STing (storytelling -- White Wolf version of a GM/DM/whatever). It wasn't forced, I didn't have trouble reaching my characters. We had a great time. ^_^ Want to ST more now, though. *vbg*

*coughs* Not the point. The point: More Seishirou/Nokoru fic! Still Nokoru's first spring (he's ~10 months old at this point) and he gets his first POV in the fic! *cheers* Most babies can't do some of the things he does (and they certainly can't think as rationally), but he's an Imonoyama and he's Nokoru. So really, does this surprise anyone? *eg*

OK, enough babbling -- I wanna see Baby!Nokoru and his sippy-cup! )

Questions, comments, papaya?

Nokoru: *twitch* What is it with you and fruit lately?

Teenage!Seishirou: *snickers*

Nokoru: *throws hands up* I give up.
eirenical: (X -- young Sei-chan -- xd_inc)
See, Seimei? As promised! ^_^ More Seishirou/Nokoru fic! *bounciebouncie* I wasn't too happy with the last part, so I rewrote it. Plus: much better, much more coherent Minus: No baby Nokoru thoughts. *sniffle* Will have to write Nokoru a part soon. *nodnodnod*

So, since it's been a while, here's the whole fic, including the prologue.

In which Seishirou's suave adult side makes its first appearance. )

Questions, comments, concerns? Pineapples?

Nokoru: Pineapples? *twitch*

R-chan: What?

Nokoru: *sweatdrop* Nevermind.



R-chan: *aside* Man, I stink... Pigs are cute and all, but the smell stays with you forever... :-P
eirenical: (Default)
And after a long hiatus and much fighting with the old laptop (of the shattered screen), the old desktop (of the monitor that likes to emit random green waviness) and the really long phone cord stretching from my room to the guest room (would you believe there's no phone jack in here?) there is now computer-ness and online-ness. The chibi rejoices and there is ficcage. Enjoy!

Because Seishirou insisted that he be the first to get a crack at the new fic notebook and even Seiten Taisei didn't want to deal with his 13 year old hormones... )

C & C, anyone? ^_^ Sorry this is taking so long, Seimei... *sheepish grin*
eirenical: (Default)
It's raining, it's pouring, the old man is snoring!
Went to bed and bumped his head and couldn't get up in the morning!


*eyes poem* *sweatdrops* You know... that's kind of morbid, now that I look at it. O_o;;; Children's rhymes are really a little freaky sometimes.

I digress...

I'm sure you know the one that goes:

Ring-around the rosie,
a pocket full of posies,
ashes, ashes,
we all fall down!


Well, it used to be:

Ring-around the rosie,
a pocket full of posies,
a-choo, a-choo,
we all fall down!


...and it's about Plague. The "rosie" is the typical "bubo" or swollen lymph node seen in the bubonic form of the plague. The "pocket full of posies" were flowers carried for protection. The "a-choo, a-choo" referred to the respiratory form of the disease, and the "we all fall down" part is referring to the fact that plague is nearly always (or was always, at the time) fatal.

Think about that the next time you see a group of elementary school kids singing it while dancing around in a circle and giggling. *eg* Cheery thought, isn't it? ^_^

/digress

OK, so why all the babbling about nursery rhymes? I don't know. But it is raining and it woke up my muses. ^_^ My parents should be arriving at my apartment as we speak, and White Coat Ceremony is tomorrow. *beams* I'm a little hyper right now. Not good since I still have an hour of class to sit through. -.-;;;

Anyway! There is more ficcage. ^_^ More Seishirou/Setsuka ficcage. Not much, but a little. ^_^ Enjoy!

In which we feel very bad for Seishirou and even worse for his new baby brother. )

Questions, comments? ^_^
eirenical: (Default)
*scowls at her Zoonoses professor* I can not begin to express how much I hate this woman at the moment. I can't. I just can't. There aren't any words. I wish there were. It might help. *sigh*

In the meantime, I have more fic. Volatile, awkward, adolescent Seishirou type fic. He's so much fun to write! *beams*

OK. Fic now.

In which Seishirou is jealous and our favorite golden-haired genius comes into the world. ^_^ )

Questions, comments, criticisms of any kind? ^_^
eirenical: (Default)
OK, so I haven't been as good as I'd like to be with posting snips of stuff. O_o Anyway, I've had this little snippet sitting around for a while and someday I'd like to do something with it. Here's hoping I do. ^_^

Recca: *pales* Oh dear G-d, no.

Tokiya: *just twitches*

Erm... you know what the cuts are for by now, right? )

Comments, criticisms? Please be gentle...

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