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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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I totally make myself believe that I'm about to be kicked out of the program every couple of months and then my adviser is surprisingly wonderful (despite having actually kicked a good friend of mine out of the program just last year) and talks me down. It actually goes down with a lot more professionalism than all that sounded like....but it's still a crazy loop that I am stuck in.

ANYWAY. Long story short--I got plastered last night after figuring out that (a) I'M STILL HERE and (b) I HAVE MORE TIME TO DO ACTUAL THINGS AND SO THEY WON'T BE BAD. OR AS BAD. (THEY MIGHT STILL BE BAD.) And I watched alllll of Psych that I missed in the past couple of months. And now I'm watching Inception. Yeah, that's right. I'm watching it right now.

You wish you were watching Inception right now.

THOUGHTS. I AM HAVING THOUGHTS ABOUT INCEPTION. )

And then I stopped keeping track of my thoughts and just shouted at the TV. God, I LOVE this film.
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BAM. Am I right, or am I right?

PS: Arthur + Defying Gravity = my happy place.
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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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☆ My [livejournal.com profile] i_reversebang fic is with the lovely and talented [livejournal.com profile] lamboyster for beta'ing....only about a month after when I had hoped to have done this by. Oh well...still technically on-time because my date is the 19th. Woot.

☆ I finished No to Your Key of Rust last week....so I started another TSN/RPF WiP. I know. I should have finished the other WiP before I started another....but this prompt was seriously irresistible. Long story short, I am writing a giant fic in which Andrew Garfield is a cat magically made human who loves Jesse Eisenberg who has a super crush on the new marketing guy at work, Justin Timberlake. I have きみはペット in the back of my mind alllll the time, to be completely honest. And that show--not the manga, the liveaction TV show--is, IMHO, the best TV show of all time. So. For romance-novel-meets-JDrama-meets-TSN, hop on over.

☆ MORE TSN RECS!
Stay Tuned by [livejournal.com profile] aqualined
Only 1 part so far. :( But already around 4k. :)


I always really enjoy it when some fic subtly changes something fanon has started to accept without question. In this one, [livejournal.com profile] aqualined plays with the connections between the four central people a little, allowing Wardo to have a pre-existing (and, so far, thoroughly valid and important) friendship with Chris that is entirely different from the friendship with Mark. I didn't even realize I had them grouped together like I did--like so many fics so convincingly have done already--until this fic tried something different on for size. ALSO. It's brilliant and charming and lovely and includes Wardo cuddling a tiger baby. Just go read it. It makes sense, I swear.

hit the books by anonymous

A FINISHED FIC! THIS FANDOM HAS A FINISHED FIC! 8 PARTS AND FINISHED! DID I MENTION FINISHED?

Is anyone unaware of my literary nerd-dom? No? So it should come as no surprise that a fic that simultaneously romanticizes university libraries AND crackles with wit and vivacity should float my boat, right? ALSO, GUYS. This anonymous is worried about getting a reputation for traversing different fandoms and making them all into romances between reference librarians and professors. This makes me want to start a petition for such an effort, by this particular lovely anon. Can I petition that anon does that? Could s/he hit every fandom of ever and then, I dunno, start another loop?
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Title: Caught And Sang In Flight
Author: [livejournal.com profile] ifeelbetter
Word Count: 3,018
Summary: Arthur and Eames start a game where Arthur doesn't know the character Eames expects him to play and Eames doesn't know who sets the rules.
Disclaimer: I own nothing of value.
Notes: This was supposed to be the first round of the thing whose name I have forgotten...oh my, I am forgetful...the thing with the tropes and Arthur/Eames? The one where they were fake boyfriends? That thing. I am so very, very late for it. So. The idea was that it had to feature them pretending to be boyfriends and then I managed to turn that into a Dylan Thomas musing on identity and...drunkenness. I seem to love drunkenness. I swear I am not a boozer. (That was a lie.) Anyway. I manage to make everything funny end in a musing on identity and drunkenness so you must all expect that from me now.

Rage, rage against the dying of the light / Do not go gentle into that good night )
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Compare and contrast:



and




I'm just saying.
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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: 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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Title: What Christmas Means To Me
Author: [livejournal.com profile] ifeelbetter
Disclaimer: I own nothing of value. Not even cookies.
Summary: When it turns out Eames isn’t one for holiday cheer, Arthur starts putting to jolly back into the holidays—via cookies. And research.
Notes: For [livejournal.com profile] ladygrendel for this prompt: Eames/Arthur story where Eames is the one who has a hard time getting into the Christmas spirit, but at least Arthur is there to help him. (PS – “Pecan puffs” is what we call them in my family. The internet tells me they’re called Mexican Wedding Cakes but, whoa, let’s not go there.)

What is this--candied death? )
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Title: Falling In and Out (of Holiday Cheer)
Author: [livejournal.com profile] ifeelbetter
Disclaimer: I own nothing of value.
Notes: Sort of on-topic for [livejournal.com profile] jenna_marianne? But so also very not. We're back in my Eames-is-mostly-Gene-Kelly and Arthur-is-at-least-two-thirds-Cosmo-probably AU. And now it's Christmas.

Next year all out troubles will be miles away... )
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Title: That's One Way To Spend Christmas
Author: [livejournal.com profile] ifeelbetter
Disclaimer: I own nothing of value.
Notes: So it looks like I'm not writing my Inception bigbang anytime soon. Prelims, student papers, eating/sleeping/breathing and other things are taking up too much of my time. But this is more-or-less the world I was writing for. Eames is teaching an Intro to Dream Science course at some university and Arthur is the best student he ever had. Also. Arthur was all Problem Child at first but then they impressed each other and then they flirted outrageously. And THAT, ladies'n'gents, is what you missed because of my schedule-of-doom.

An eclectic mix of Christmas music and a stack of awful papers does not the season of joy make... )
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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: 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: When I Paint My Masterpiece
Author: [livejournal.com profile] ifeelbetter
Warning: Rome (and my love of Rome) features prominently in this fic. And my past as an art student.
Disclaimer: I own nothing of value besides one truly awesome ukulele.
Word Count: 4,666
Summary: Arthur is and art student trying to learn something important from a trip to Italy. Eames messes with his plans.
Notes: Prompt from [livejournal.com profile] inception_kink meme: One of them is an artist and needs a muse.
The title comes from Bob Dylan. Unlike other fic that I title from song lyrics, this song had a LOT to do with the fic as I was writing it.

Oh the streets of Rome are filled with rubble and ancient footprints are everywhere. You can almost think you're seeing double on a cold dark night on the Spanish stairs. )

I AM NOW UP-TO-DATE WITH MY KINK_MEME FICS. JUST IN TIME FOR THE NEXT ROUND, WHAT.
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Title: Never Catch Him Looking Up, Never Looking Down
Author: [livejournal.com profile] ifeelbetter
Warning: Ummm...this is The Sadness. I pulled out all the stops and made myself a bit melancholy for the rest of the evening after I wrote this. I don't want to spoil the ending but it is Not Happy.
Disclaimer: I own nothing of value besides one truly awesome ukulele.
Word Count: 2,075
Summary: The ups and downs of having been together for so long and the thing that's hovering over them all the time.
Notes: Prompt from [livejournal.com profile] inception_kink meme: They have been a couple for many, many years in the real world. Decades. They are now old men, their relationship still as strong as ever, though as flawed as any other. I want one of them (whichever inspires you most, I'm not picky) to reminisce on their life together and realize that soon one of them will die. They panic at the thought of being alone, but don't want to leave the other alone either.
The title comes from a Laura Marling song called Failure.

I gave up something and I gave it up for nothing then I'm a failure too )
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Title: You Can Be As Loud As The Hell You Want
Author: [livejournal.com profile] ifeelbetter
Warning: Ummm...sex? There's sex. Just so you know.
Disclaimer: I own nothing of value besides one truly awesome ukulele. And I have no say in real people's live and DEFINITELY no inside scoop.
Word Count: 1,017
Summary: Joe and Tom get a bit...distracted..during an interview. The cast runs interference. Marion is more awesome than awesome and proves it.
Notes: Prompt from [livejournal.com profile] inception_kink meme: To the horror of everyone watching, Tom and Joe decide to have sex in the middle of an interview with the entire cast.
The title comes from the Avenue Q song and the jump text comes from Macy Gray. CUZ THAT'S HOW THIS FIC ROLLS. It's a MAVERICK.

Your mama told you you should be discreet and keep your freak to yourself. But your mama lied to you all this time. She knows as well as you or I that you've got to express what is taboo in you and share your freak with the rest of us. )

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