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The person I stole this from assigned different fandoms to each prompt but I think it'll be easier to do them all in one fandom.

The challenge is to do 10-word fanfics on each of the bolded categories.

(Iron Man, movieverse)

Angst
Obadiah: Tony's surrogate father from 15-35, attempted murderer at 36.

AU
Antonio hasn't alchemized iron to gold yet, but he will.

Crackfic
"Tony, tell me you're not knee-deep in Tribbles right now."

Crossover
"Wait, you're not some weird new stormtrooper?"
"No, I'm Iron Man."

Death
As the listed next-of-kin, Pepper gets the phone call first.

Episode-Related
He won't leave Yinsen behind. Yinsen dies anyway; another sacrifice.

First Time
Tony, Rhodey, frozen as Pepper walks in.
"Um...I can explain."

Fluff
He kisses her nose. Pepper rolls her eyes, bandages his arm.

Humor
"Sir, I must interrupt--"
"Tony? The ceiling's talking."
"Dammit, Jarvis!"

Hurt/Comfort
"Hellooooo, Nurse Pepper--"
"Shut up, you're bleeding on my shoes."

Smut
Turns out, she likes it when he wears the gauntlets.

UST
He's taken to drinking three-olive martinis around her. Pepper smiles.

Star Trek Reboot fans on my flist, go read this fic immediately.
http://bravecows.dreamwidth.org/7595.html


It's about two South Asian members of Starfleet talking about how strange it is that Westerners get assigned all the exciting missions and nepotism still totally counts (*cough*Kirk*cough*) and the computers still don't recognize non-Western English accents (as poor Chekov can relate). And the author is totally spot-on, guys. Star Trek is supposed to be all post-racial and stuff, right, but why does the bridge still smell of tokenism and where are all the brown people anyway?

Last night at Asian American Journalists we had an AA Studies professor give a talk and we learned
1) Indians are the fastest growing group of Asian immigrants to the US and
2) 60% of them have a bachelor's degree or better, which manages to beat even the infamous Chinese/Japanese (50%) and of course are double the next highest college-educated group, whites (30%).

This is census data from 1990. Don't you think by the year 2387 we'd have a better distribution on the Enterprise than one black, one East Asian and everyone else a white American or European? (Also, all Vulcans are white. Space elves in space.)

I know that the producers of the original series were hugely, hugely progressive in 1960s America but sadly the strictures they were under are still evident in the casting for 2009 Reboot.

It might not quite measure up to the bizarre Bill Nye & Harry Potter crossover I found a while ago, but the stuff I stumbled on fifteen minutes ago is still kind of a disconcerting corner of fandom. I am of course referring to RPS figure skater fanvids.

Johnny Weir/Evan Lysacek: "It's a Destiny"
Jeffrey Buttle/Evan Lysacek "humour montage"

Man, Lysacek gets around. Of course, it completely helps that all three are some of the prettiest men to ever grace the face of the earth. I admit the pr0n would be pretty smokin'. Bonus clip: Evan and Jeffrey hold hands!

So apparently it's really difficult to write for one fandom when you've been marinating in a different fandom entirely for the past week or so and the second fandom's style is starting to seep into the writing for the first fandom. It been honestly pretty disturbing whenever Larry Daley starts talking and thinking like Dean Winchester. D:

Argh, writer's block. Argh, argh, argh.

Here, have a drabblet.

Untitled Star Trek Reboot
Uhura and Gaila discuss interspecies sex (G)


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Untitled
Fandom: Samurai Champloo
Mugen/Yatsuha
(PG for swears)

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031. Sunrise
Fandom: Night at the Museum
Pairing: Larry/Ahkmenrah

Things are uncertain at every beginning. (G)

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Post one-to-two sentences of every unfinished piece of writing you have, fic or non; maybe it will motivate you to finish.

1. Somehow, when he rolled over on his back with an agonizing grind of his muscles, Larry knew exactly what he'd see in his field of vision: a row of faces bending over him, most of them probably not doing a very good job of hiding their grins.
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Seriously, guys, it's a huge freaking accomplishment for me to put out anything more than 500 words, and now I've got three 1000+ word fics sitting in my writing folder with no end in sight.

Title: Hot Steamy Drinks
Fandom: Night at the Museum
Pairing: Larry/Ahkmenrah UST

It's rated G, but I don't remember if I put in any expletives.

Larry and Ahkmenrah take some downtime.

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Title: Lunch
Fandom: Night At The Museum
Pairing: Larry/Ahkmenrah UST

We're back to the pre-relationship dance again. Oh well. Rated G, though there are a few expletives.

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Title: Oranges
Fandom: Night at the Museum
Pairing: Larry/Ahkmenrah

Another one of those spaces between the chaos. (PG)

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New favorite NYTimes article:

British Leader Tries to Rally His Party

I don't particularly care about the state of British politics, but I laughed all the way through the opening paragraphs. It's like the coverage on South Carolina governor Mark Sanford "hiking the Appalachians": sometimes, in the spirit of serious-minded political journalism, hilarity ensues.

So, pet peeve #1 is the stupendous cliché of describing sex like it's a dance.

Pet peeve #2 is something somewhat less serious (occasionally I'll be able to forge ahead with reading a fic even if it comes up) - it is any variant of the phrase "chocolate brown orbs" in reference to eyeballs.

This is a cliché with several layers that need to be peeled apart like a frog on the dissection tray:

1. Orbs. This might be a result of that idiotic "wolf" thing that was big in fandom a few years ago (is it still around?) where simple words for body parts get replaced with more flowery, poetical words that achieve the result of being unnecessary, inaccurate, and annoying - or it's just a result of not wishing to overuse the word "eyes" and unfortunately picking a word that's still unnecessary, inaccurate, and annoying.

"Orb" refers to a three-dimensional sphere. See, that's not what we're looking at when we look someone in the eyes. Orbs, or eyeballs, are weird, squishy things. When you look someone in the eyes you don't want to be picturing looking deeply into something that looks like this. (It's a guy with a cow eyeball in his mouth, not that gross, but probably NSFW.) That's why we have eyelids and eyebrows and things: so what we really wind up seeing is the gorgeously colored iris and mysterious pupil, set off by the various subtle configurations of eyelid and eyebrow that are what really telegraph the soulful emotions that fanfic writers are big on writing about.

I get that sometimes you've written "eyes" way too many times in the preceding paragraphs, you need another word, fine. Just don't use "orb," unless you want to conjure up images in your readers' minds of round squishy things set in the hollows of a naked skull. Or buttocks. (Scroll to the bottom of the page.)

2. Chocolate brown.

Gah.

I just.

GAH.

I can't find it anymore, but I read a badfic years ago, I believe Hermione/Viktor, which featured chocolate eyes (hers) and caramel eyes (his) that met and swirled together into a veritable sundae of passionate flavors. The worst part is they actually wrote the 'sundae' line - in complete seriousness.

So, I think this is enough to sum up why describing eyes in terms of ice cream flavors is a bad idea. Anyway, chocolate comes in tons of shades, so in the end the epithet is ultimately meaningless, and just exposes lazy writing.

You'd be better off writing "looked into his angry eyes" or "looked into his eyes and flinched at the anger in them." Most of the time the focus is going to be on the emotions anyway - what does color have to do with it? Unless it has actually consciously registered with the POV character that s/he is looking at brown eyes - s/he's studying their color or the eyes are some stupendously stunning shade that's obvious the way wearing a garish striped suit would be obvious - there is very little purpose in pointing out eyeball color every damn time you write about said orbs.

The museum and its historical figures can be kind of intimidating. Larry copes. (Gen, G)
Kind of a lame drabble, but I needed to post/write something to keep my momentum going.

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I take it back. The OT3-iest threesome that ever 3-ed isn't Samurai Champloo or Hancock. It's Singin' In The Rain. Seriously. Go look up the Good Morning song and tell me that's not a scene that fairly screams threesome. The scenes immediately preceding and following only serve as further evidence: It takes both Cosmo and Kathy to console Don over The Dueling Cavalier! They stay up the whole night talking! Cosmo comes up with a way to save Don's career and boost Kathy's! Cosmo and Kathy snuggle on the couch and Don doesn't care! Kathy makes out with Don and Cosmo! (Seriously, not making this up.) And then every scene after that there is no Don-and-Kathy ever, it's always Don-and-Kathy-and-Cosmo. They're totally in love, guys.

Also, it doesn't help that, apparently, 95% of fic for this movie are either threesome or Don/Cosmo. Sometimes I really love fandom.

So believe it or not, I do actually work on writing stuff in the months-long silences on this journal. I just have a bad habit of editing and re-editing existing material instead of adding on new material, meaning I have tons of unfinished, yet polished half-fics sitting in my writing journal. Anyway, I'm posting now because I have a fic snippet that fills me with glee and will also serve as a teaser for the larger fic that I'm working on. For all the EUReKA fans on my flist:

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Allison looked at him blankly. "At least we got you back before you were due to start menstruation."

Jack shuddered. "And that's a thought I never, ever want to entertain. Ever."

Trouble in the Museum. (G)
Larry & Ahkmenrah

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Another quiet moment full of UST. (PG)
Larry/Ahkmenrah

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[This is for you, be_themoon!]

Life in the museum is about the spaces between the chaos. (G) Larry/Ahkmenrah

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A walk in the park, across the street from the Museum. (G) Larry/Ahkmenrah

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