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I intend to really write fic in earnest again. To this end, I have somewhere around 4K of a Clint/Coulson + Natasha prequel in the works (currently stalled because of Teen Wolf) and am down the rabbit hole of a Teen Wolf AU where Stiles was Kate's chosen backup.

BUT BESIDES THAT:

I also intend to do something with this bingo card

My hc_bingo card )

Language / Words Playing with hair Mail Formal Glitter / Sparkle
Fireplace Candles Enemies / Rivals become friends Stroll Extended family
Favorite food Glow-in-the-dark WILD CARD Tradition (old) I becomes we
Sound Scared Sweet Paradise Holidays
Cheesy / Absurd Play-fighting Northern / Southern Lights Knickknacks / Trinkets Fabric

And then--to balance that out--I've also signed up for the cottoncandy_bingo as well.

I tell you these things to keep me honest.

But if you want to chill with me every day for most of the day, go find me at tumblr, where I spend all my time.
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Title: Though Inclination be Sharp as Will
Author: [personal profile] ifeelbetter
Fandom/Pairing: BBC Sherlock, pre-slashish?
Word Count: 1,096
Summary: a coda to The Reichenbach Fall.
Notes: I couldn't not add my two cents to this moment of fandom tragedy.

John visited the flat again. )
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This is more for my own sake than anyone else's....but this is a list of fandom things I intend to improve on in the new year. This is partially motivated by the fact that most of the issues-ridden fandom depictions of Tony and all his Feels have been too close to my own massive set of issues for comfort and partially because I am enjoying the freedom from the mistake that was opening up my lj, all those years ago, to Real Life people who may or may not have ever gone away to leave me in my anonymity. So.

(1) Write this fic that I started last month because bookshop asked me what my headcanon of backstories for the Inception characters was and my answer was far too long to go into her meme.
(2) Deal with all this shyness that prevents me from actively partcipating in fandoms I love.
(3) Write fic for other fandoms.
(4) Finish the unfinished fics I remember....and everyone else has forgotten. Sorry.
(5) I am serious about that shyness thing, B.
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Title: Feathers on my breath
Author: [livejournal.com profile] ifeelbetter
Beta: [livejournal.com profile] lamboyster
Rating: G
Word Count: 3,986
Summary: This is who they were before Mal jumped.
Notes: Based on [livejournal.com profile] almostgaby's wonderful vid (below the cut) for the [livejournal.com profile] i_revserbang challenge. The title comes from the song of the vid, "Teardrop" as covered by Civil Twilight. I hope my fic is somewhere near a tenth as good as that brilliant vid.

The fact that it looked like a bomb should have told them something. )
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Title: Do You Like Me, Yes/No?
Author: [livejournal.com profile] ifeelbetter
Disclaimer:I own nothing of value besides one kickass ukulele named Buttercup.
Word Count: 1,404
Summary: Mark doesn't react well when he finds out the whole staff have been nursing a crush on Eduardo.
Notes: Isn't it odd how some fandoms tend towards the mammoth, months-in-the-making fic (I'm looking at you, TSN) and some (Inception springs to mind) tend towards ten times the quantity and a fraction of the length? I love all the lengths of fic, obviously, because they're all brilliant. But I realized--since I was in the middle of No to Your Key of Rust and two other massive WIPs--that I hadn't written all that many short-n-sweet fic for this fandom. So I pumped this one out overnight, just to see how it fit.

Stop voting for Wardo. Stop doing it right now. And stop the crushes. No one is allowed--I mean no one is ever allowed to have the slightest romantic inclination towards Eduardo Saverin or I will make his or her life a living hell. I can do it. )
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Title: No to Your Key of Rust
Author: [livejournal.com profile] ifeelbetter
Disclaimer: I own nothing of value besides one kickass ukulele named Buttercup.
Word Count: 6,092
Summary: TSN + Star Trek AU. Eight years ago, Eduardo was captain of the USS Palo Alto and Mark was his second-in-command. Between then and now, Mark got Eduardo removed from duty and led the Palo Alto to fame and fortune; Eduardo ended up teaching Ethics at Starfleet. Mark shows up in his classroom one day and it might just be time to bury the hatchet.
Notes: I considered not even posting this. I don't know what this business is. I tried to stay anonymous while I was writing it on the [livejournal.com profile] tsn_kinkmeme, but I am apparently incapable of remembering things like pressing the "anonymous" button every time and whatnot. (I'm doing much better with the other two WIPs I have going there.) So don't judge me too harshly by this.

I was going to give this a whole adventurous side-plot about Eduardo having to take over the Palo Alto for some plot-heavy reason and then realize that he didn't actually want to be a captain anyway and then more plot for more plottiness...and then I wrote a Super Fluffy epilogue instead. So. There you go. But I ended up coming up with VERY intricate and plotty backstory for this fic, which is something I don't usually do. Go figure.

Oh, and the title comes from the song "How I Could Just Kill A Man."

Exploration is a series of calculated risks )
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Title: Last refuge of the unimaginative
Author: [livejournal.com profile] ifeelbetter
Disclaimer: I own nothing of value but one kickass ukulele.
Word Count: 1,306
Summary: Andrew tries to talk to Jesse's cats in their own language.
Notes: This was written for the [livejournal.com profile] tsn_kinkmeme for this prompt: let's speak in meows. maybe you'll understand me better in cat language. There was already a superawesomesauce fill by the ever-glorious [livejournal.com profile] thisissirius (hers had Andrew turning into a cat, though, so I don't think I stepped on any toes by writing this vastly different minifill) which YOU SHOULD READ. Also, in the news: I GUESS I'M WRITING TSN RPF NOW. (I have two other fics in the works at the kinkmeme, one a Mark/Eduardo Star Trek!AU and the other...more secret. I've been doing it anonymously.) Last thing: the title comes from an Oscar Wilde quote.

It felt absurd--utterly, completely absurd--but he meowed at her. The tabby dropped the end of his scarf and looked up happily. Coppola wound himself around one of Andrew's ankles. )

I CAN'T BELIEVE I WROTE MORE RIDICULOUS CAT FLUFF. WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME. FIRST INCEPTION AND NOW TSN. I AM AN ABSURD HUMAN BEING.
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Having prelims looming on the near horizon (can horizons be near? THEY CAN FOR THE PURPOSES OF THIS ENTRY, OK), I have developed some epic procrastination/denial skillz.

SO.

I wrote a thing about Arthur getting onto The Sartorialist on the [livejournal.com profile] inception_kink meme.

Arthur would be at his second coffeeshop. If he didn't empty his own pot and then buy two cups en route, he was hell to work with. He, being Arthur, had elaborate plans to diffuse his caffeine intake over various locations so no one would (a) notice he bought such large amounts or (b) try to make him cut down for his own good. (People in the Know knew not to try--Arthur had once held up a Starbucks for not properly brewing his espresso. It was one of the things people Knew about Arthur. Introductions tended to go: "Hi, I'm Arthur." "Aren't you the guy--with the coffee?" "Yes.")

So Ariadne knew what direction to go. And Arthur was there, of course.

She just hadn't expected him to be with the Sartorialist himself.


Then I started an AU where Arthur's a bored bartender and Eames is a mysterious maybe-mobster who shows up every now and then... also, you guessed it, on the kink_meme.

Dom shrugged and made a show of giving up (which never ended in him giving up, it just diffused the disagreement over a period of intense nagging and not-so-subtle hints and Arthur wondering why he put up with this horrible little man. And then Arthur inevitably gave up and Dom didn't rub his nose in it so much which was a little nice. Sort of).

That night--in the dingy living room restaurant with somebody's grandmother's alcohol shelf propped on cardboard box--Arthur realized he sort of liked the whole bar-tending routine. He'd always liked alcohol in a passive way--there was that whole period in his teenage-years when he'd tried to dress like Sammy Davis Jr. with very limited success and you don't love Sammy Davis Jr. the way he did without seriously digging a nice cocktail--but there was something even better about the production end of the drink. He liked the way people waited patiently (or, you know, impatiently) for him to slide a perfect little glass of something beautiful, something perfect and delicate, across to them. And Mal kept them supplied in French chanteuses on vinyl for the right ambiance and Dom had unplumbed depths when it came to interior decorating--how he made the lights cast that rosy-amber glow was a trick of genius as far as Arthur was concerned, especially since it seemed to make even the dingy backroom look elegant--and it all made the night fantastic.



THEN...though this chronology is beginning to look all wrong to me but whatevs, guys, maths/numbers has never been my strong suit...I wrote a H50 high school AU that just might grow if there's any interest in seeing what madcap adventures science-geek!Steve and newbie!Danno can get into since they've already caused a minor explosion in lab.

"You were in a science lab," she said, like she was explaining it to a five-year old, "and you were partnered with--"

She didn't get to finish the thought, though. Not when the person in question was bursting into the room so exuberantly that the door nearly fell of its hinges. And Steve McGarrett--the student who no one had wanted to sit next to and Danny, the new kid, had been forced to partner with, the kid who had unexpectedly grinned a sort of Cheshire-cat grin and said "bet you don't know what would happen if I put this in here" and then had ignored the obvious double entendre in favor of pouring something pink and powdery into something blue and liquidy and then, no, Danny wouldn't have predicted the ensuing explosion--had proof of his complicity all over his face. In the form of ash. He was covered in the stuff except for around the eyes, where his goggles had been.

"You can't expel Danno!" McGarrett said. "It was entirely my fault!" The goggles were hanging around his neck--also covered in the thick ash--and he'd left a hand print right in the middle of the principal's door, covering her nameplate.



ALSO--and see what I mean about the denial about prelims being strong in this one??--I am working on a fake boyfriends AU for Arthur/Eames where, as per [livejournal.com profile] cobweb_diamond's suggestion, Arthur has this agreement with Eames that he'll always be his go-to for a last minute faux-date while Eames is doing research and has to wine and dine a mark or whatever...so far, the research for this fic has involved watching youtube clips of Viennese waltzes and googling viscounts and marquesses. I don't know, guys. I may have gone over the bend.

Have a snippet! Since we're here! )

[EDIT: It's past 2AM and I have to be on campus for a 9AM class tomorrow. FML. Why is sleeping so haaaaaard?]
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Title: You'd think that people would have had enough of silly love songs
Author: [livejournal.com profile] ifeelbetter
Disclaimer: I own nothing of value.
Word Count: 2,248
Summary: Mycroft offers Sherlock a series of readings to help him prepare for falling in love with John.
Notes: Written for the [livejournal.com profile] sherlockbbc_fic kink_meme back in...November. The prompt was the last line of Joyce's Ulysses. The other texts referred to are Plato's Symposium, Marlowe's "The Passionate Shepherd to his love," Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet, Austen's Persuasion, and Tennyson's In Memoriam.

A directed course of readings. Subject: love. )
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Title: The Goose Never Voted for an Early Christmas
Author: [livejournal.com profile] ifeelbetter
Disclaimer: I own nothing of value.
Word Count: slightly above 500 (whoopsie)
Summary: An awkward dinner between families. Unfortunately, Arthur and his mom are running late.
Notes: Written for the [livejournal.com profile] holiday_heist holidays awesomeness. [livejournal.com profile] pearljamz did the amaaaazing art.

( “When I tell you to fuck off, I hope you take it in the spirit in which it was intended,” Arthur said when he picked up the phone. )
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Title: Give Me The Number (if you can find it)
Author: [livejournal.com profile] ifeelbetter
Disclaimer: I own nothing of value.
Word Count: 5,181
Summary: Arthur and Eames accidentally switch phones in Bruges. In the few days between them realizing it and finally returning them, they each discover something unexpected about the other.
Notes: Written for the [livejournal.com profile] inception_kink meme back in....September. Yes. That was a long time ago. And it's totally one of my favorite things I've ever written. I just. I put a lot of coding in there. And then the semester began. And...I honestly have no legit excuse. The title comes from the Jim Croce song "Operator."

Of concrete shoes, vanishing points, and iPhone aps. )
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I'm making a to-do list. I make lists--not because they're particularly useful in getting myself to do things, but because I like to pretend they're useful in getting myself to do things. The truth of the matter is, I procrastinate on procrastinating.

A To-Do List for Fic-Writing )

Thus endeth the to-do list.

Now, an end-of-year meme )

That should be about it.
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Title: Just Hanging Around
Author: [livejournal.com profile] ifeelbetter
Word Count: 2,186
Fandom/Pairing: Hawaii-Five-0...Danny/Steve
Summary: Steve develops just the teensiest of obsessions with Danny's tie. And Danny's neck.
Notes: Another incognito prompt fill over at the pineapple_infested kink meme. Also--I'm still taking prompts for December. I only have like six or something.

So, obviously, it became a little Pavlovian. See tie, make joke, enjoy funny Danny face. Which meant that Steve's eyes dropped to Danny's neck when he entered a room. Like, immediately.  )
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Title: Saw You That One Time
Author: [livejournal.com profile] ifeelbetter
Word Count: 668
Fandom/Pairing: Hawaii-Five-0...Danny/Steve
Summary: Danny's been stepping out on Steve's witty banter. Steve makes sad!face a him.
Notes: Two points. (1) Apparently, I am so totally behind the times with my only-lj-account business. So I've been contributing anonymously to the Dreamwidth H50 kink_meme of awesomesauce. (2) I am, it seems, SO in this fandom now. THEY WON ME WITH THEIR SUPERGYITUDE AND ADORBSNESS.

Steve was of the belief that you don't back down from something just because it's hard to justify. )
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Title: Worth A Pair of Shoes
Author: [livejournal.com profile] ifeelbetter
Word Count: 1,605
Disclaimer: I own nothing of value.
Summary: After Dom and Arthur's first official job as criminals, Arthur explores Paris with Eames. He has to make it back to NYC in the morning, though.
Notes: First of all...guys...Corinne Bailey Rae is SO GOOD. And [livejournal.com profile] burnmybridges totally agrees with me. And then...we were like, "Paris Night/New York Mornings is SO Arthur/Eames" and then...this happened.

Secondly...I am claiming my rightful spot in the Nothing Happens Club with this fic. Because...nothing happens. And it happens backwards.

Kissed me in the rain by the Rue Voltaire / It’s a perfectly good way to ruin those silk shoes )
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Title: If One Has Not Dined Well
Author: [livejournal.com profile] ifeelbetter
Word Count: 1,402
Fandom/Pairing: Hawaii-Five-0...Danny/Steve
Summary: Five times that Danny showed he Really Cares about food. Steve thinks it's hilarious and then...not so hilarious.
Notes: I SHOULD BE ASLEEP AND NOT WRITING AND I SHOULD DEFINITELY NOT HAVE MAINLINED THE SHOW AND THEN ALL FICS ON THE INTERNETS. I MAKE TERRIBLE LIFE CHOICES, WHAT.

This is, like, an art piece of fast food burger classicism. I could eat nothing but this burger for the rest of my life and I would die a happy man. )
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Title: You Can't Blame Me For Feeling Amorous
Author: [livejournal.com profile] ifeelbetter
Word Count: 1,462
Disclaimer: I own nothing of value.
Summary: 50's-movie-musical!AU. Everyone is working on a new picture but Eames is making doe eyes at the wrong person. Arthur might not object all that much.
Notes: This started as a dare from [livejournal.com profile] jenna_marianne in the comments to a different fic and our mutual love for Gene Kelly and Donald O'Connor. And then she mentioned that time Gene Kelly did a tap routine on roller skates and I re-watched An American In Paris and...this happened. It ought to be more...organized. Or something. Or not exist at all, even.

Also important to the writing of this fic: Donald O'Conner and Gene Kelly's 1960 TV Special of adorableness.

In short: I don't know what this is. It just...is. It's just a series of scenes because I have no comprehensive narrative to offer. Just fluff. And musicals.

S'wonderful...S'marvelous...That you should care for me. )

UPDATE

Sep. 27th, 2010 11:45 am
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Just so you know....these are the fics on my To Do list:

(1) the promised sequel to the camera whore fic. It is probablyREALLY going to happen.

(2) OMG probably either a Gene Kelly/Donald O'Connor or an Arthur/Eames AU that is basically a Gene Kelly/Donald O'Connor fic. ([livejournal.com profile] jenna_marianne deserves all the blame for that one.) OR this could end up as an AU of the Inception cast just so T-Hard can be Gene Kelly and tap dance in roller-skates.

(3) ...so, yeah, in Come On (Break Another Piece of My Heart), the last part is basically highway robbery of Marlowe's Passionate Shepherd. MY SECRET IS OUT. And then [livejournal.com profile] elizardbits made a list of how Marlowe and Eames are SO ALIKE and I was like "That would such an awesome fic!" and she was like "you have been incepted." So. Yeah.

(4) This is the long-term sort but I have been working on my big bang. And, thanks to my horribly closeted fan ways, I have no one to talk to about it. :( If someone wouldn't mind me flaily at them sometimes, that would be awesome.

In conclusion...WHAT. That is the weirdest list of ever. I make strange life choices, methinks.
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Title: I Won't Mind (if you take off all your clothes)
Author: [livejournal.com profile] ifeelbetter
Warning: I MADE CRACK AGAIN. WHAT.
Disclaimer: I own nothing of value besides one truly awesome ukulele.
Word Count: 1,446
Summary: Arthur makes a list of ways in which all the wild monkey sex he is having with Eames is getting in the way of Work. They try to refrain for a bit but that...backfires.
Notes: Prompt from [livejournal.com profile] inception_kink meme: Arthur and Eames try to make their relationship less sexual by trying to stay off sex for a while. When they both realize that this is impossible, they try to seduce each other to make the other break before themselves.
PS - The title (and the cut-text) is from Ida Maria's song I Like You So Much Better When You're Naked. BECAUSE OF THE APPROPRIATENESS OF IT.

What the hell do I do this for? You're just another guy. OK, you're kinda special. )

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