joiedecombat: (tired)
Title: The Greater Good
Fandom: Legion of Super-Heroes (post-Zero Hour)
Characters: Rokk Krinn/Cosmic Boy, Dyrk Magz
Wordcount: 1560
Status: Complete
Warnings: Second person narrative wtf?
Summary: Cos and Dyrk in Legion Worlds #3, from Rokk's perspective. Let him leave believing that you've failed him.
Notes: Written for a prompt from [livejournal.com profile] evilbeej: Rokk Krinn and Dyrk Magz, oh God let it not be you, from Peter Gabriel's "No Way Out."

I'm not quitting on you )
joiedecombat: (Miroku/Sango)
Title: Things We Missed That Might Have Changed Our Lives
Fandom: Inuyasha
Characters: Miroku
Wordcount: 591
Status: Complete
Warnings: Vague spoilers through the Magatsuhi arc of the manga. A potentially wildly inaccurate portrayal of the Buddhist attitude towards death, but then again, Miroku is a terrible Buddhist. No actual character death, despite implications to the contrary.
Summary: Imagine the moments those lost hours hold. At the brink between life and death, Miroku reflects.
Notes: Written for [livejournal.com profile] ahumblepen's request: Miroku/Sango, things we missed that might have changed our lives, from Assemblage 23's "Horizon." It's... schmoopy. I may completely re-do the entire concept later this month. But for the time being...

imagine the moments those lost hours hold )
joiedecombat: (traumatized)
350 words. Blame [livejournal.com profile] ahumblepen for suggesting "cannibal" as a prompt.

There's a terminal standing open, its casing removed and its wiring and components pulled out and spread over the floor, the guts of eviscerated machinery spilled out and exposed to the air. Half a dozen other bits of electronics lie scattered around it, broken open and recklessly scavenged for their parts to create a Frankenstein's monster of a system, bits of wire patched together and insulated with lumpy layers of electrical tape, circuit boards and components rigged in, ill-fitting and sticking out at odd angles. The mad doctor responsible for this bastard abomination of makeshift engineering sits hunched over it with a screwdriver, grimly prying out another of its vitals and dragging it into the light for inspection.

After a moment it's tossed carelessly away with a hissing sigh of dissatisfaction; it clunks a few times against the floor before it comes to rest amidst an assortment of other technological disjecta membra. "No good. Damn it, that one's shot too."

There are some moments of groping about, but a replacement part fails to conjure itself up from amidst the scattered components, and he swears again and bangs his fist against the frame. "Damn it! Piece of--" A sharp edge of the metal frame splits the skin and his voice breaks off in a snarl as he brings his hand to his mouth, tasting the tang of his own blood. "Oh no you don't," he grumbles, the words muffled around his hand. "Don't think you're going to beat me by giving me tetanus, bitch."

The quick patter of footsteps from across the way stops short. "I think maybe you've been working on that a little too long."

His head comes up and swivels toward her, and his attention fixes almost immediately on the object in her hands. "What's that?" He points.

"Just a notebook..."

"Does it work?"

"...kind of?"

"Well, give it here!" He gestures impatiently, grabbing at the air until she's come close enough that he can snatch the electronic notebook out of her hands and apply the screwdriver with determined, murderous vigor.
joiedecombat: (Squall/Rinoa)
Written for [livejournal.com profile] annwyd's request: Seifer/Rinoa/Squall, up is what he chooses, the kisses and the bruises.


a few discolorations, then it comes along )
joiedecombat: (strength)
Written for [livejournal.com profile] infinitepryde's request: Dyrk Magz, back to the place of my worst defeat.


running head-on to things that knock me down over again )
joiedecombat: (death!)
It's been quiet out there for a while. I wish I knew more about what's going on. None of the local news sites are updating.

Is everybody okay out there?

I'm scared to try to sleep. Let me know how you're doing if you can.

Let's all make it through to morning, okay?

BLITEOTW
joiedecombat: (death!)
June 11, 2007: I turn 27.

June 12, 2007: work as usual.

June 13, 2007: the dead walk.

And, you know, the stupid thing is, I didn't know what was going on until I got halfway down I-20 on the way to work and traffic was all backed up and... dead people. zombies. shambling.

Under the circumstances I don't think Saks is gonna do much to me for not making it into work.

Got the hell off 20 while I could and went home - I know, I know, but stupid me, all I could think was that the cats were stuck in my apartment and I'd put the food up. Sorry, guys, turns out I'm That Girl.

And then I pulled into the parking lot and there were two zombies on the stairs up to my apartment so I, uh, ran my car into them. Biggest blunt weapon I could think of at the time.

Didn't work quite like I was hoping but the zombies got crushed and the stairs are pretty much blocked - they're not so much for climbing so far - and I got the armoire and my bookshelves in front of the front windows and barricaded in as much as I could. Sammy and Bogart are freaked but okay so far.

I guess I can hold out as long as the power does... so far from what I can tell they're not too interested in getting up here. Yet.

I've got food - saving that MRE I'd stashed in the closet for if when if the power quits - bottling up water in any container I can spare - and a stick. That's about it. I swear to God if I live through this I'm going to go out and buy a baseball bat or something. Shotgun. Baseball bat and shotgun. I've got a little time to get creative, at least, maybe I can come up with something...

At least so far I've still got net access. Ha ha, small blessings. Hailing frequencies, guys: anyobdy still out there? Let me know you're okay. Or - alive.

please let me know i'm not the only one still out here

http://myelvesaredifferent.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-like-its-end-of-world-bliteotw.html
joiedecombat: (Gundam OTP)
It's been a while, so I will try a meme:

Name a character and I'll give you (a) three (or more) facts about them from my personal fanon, (b) three (or more) things that never happened to that character, or (c) three (or more) people that character never fell in love with and how. You pick the character; I pick the letter. I reserve the right to say, "oops, I don't know that character, please pick another."
joiedecombat: (Andy/Murrue)
Managed to hack out one of the Andy/Murrue ideas from that list of fics I want to write. It is not the big one that I am still really wanting to do, and I am not sure yet how well it came out, considering that I'm not all that sure of my grasp of Andy's narrative voice, and why the hell do half my SEED fics seem to come out in present tense?

Anyway.

Out of what is lost grows... something not necessarily stronger, but real and messy and there. )
joiedecombat: (Squall)
Trying to write at work is horribly frustrating. I keep getting calls which interrupt my train of thought as I'm trying to -

call

- build -

call

call - "If she has time she'll call, and if not I've done what I could," he says. There is one thing I could tell him he could do that he has not done: try not being an asshat.

Ahem.

Anyhow, you see what I mean. Trying to write at work is frequently more trouble than it's worth, unless it's a slow day. Which today is not. Which is obnoxious because one of those Andy/Murrue fics has just about come together in my head and I want to get it written and argh.

On the other hand, I can still occupy the time between calls, such as it is, by going back through old stuff. Which is kind of cool, because now and again I find some unfinished thing that really came out well. Like this, the opening to the rewrite of "After the Storm" which I swear I am going to finish.

In which Garden's policies are REALLY CREEPY, and Rinoa doesn't like to drive. )
joiedecombat: (Mwu/Murrue)
EXTREMELY LATE VALENTINE'S FIC for [livejournal.com profile] annwyd. I'm sorry it's not longer for being so belated. u_u The SEED timeline refused to cooperate with my original idea, but hopefully you will enjoy this too?

Read more... )
joiedecombat: (I'm okay)
I was finally inspired to finish this piece that I started sometime last year - basically an effort at fixing or at least better explaining Neo, to fill in the blanks that Destiny never bothered to. Still kind of a draft; the last segments need some work. There's also an opening segment that I may or may not actually include, in which Mwu briefly regains consciousness after being retrieved by Logos before they fuck up his memory... I don't know that it necessarily fits in with the rest.

And where the heck did all this new inspiration to write more SEED fic come from? I blame [livejournal.com profile] annwyd. Who I still owe a Mwu/Murrue fic for Valentine's.

Anyway.

Read more... )
joiedecombat: (un! comfortable!)
So [livejournal.com profile] kelen didn't request a drabble and this has nothing to do with the holidays. It had to be written anyhow. Merry Christmas, [livejournal.com profile] kelen, it's all your fault. I am a helpless slave to inspiration.

Also, it amused me.

Fandom: Legion of Superheroes
Title: This Can't End Well
Rating: PG
Words: 366

Why Dyrk never asked Brainy for help with fixing his powers. )
joiedecombat: (smile)
Yesterday's drabble, posted late! This one is for [livejournal.com profile] ahumblepen.

Fandom: X-Men
Title: And Goodwill Toward Men
Rating: R for language
Words: 247

even the dumbass ones )

This is actually yesterday's drabble, and it was suggested by [livejournal.com profile] ahumblepen. I am now out of prompts with twenty days to go, so please suggest more fandoms/characters/pairings/etc by commenting on this post!
joiedecombat: (done)
Head start on today's drabble, to make up for scraping yesterday's in so late! This one is specially for [livejournal.com profile] infinitepryde, who asked for Terry and Max. She didn't actually ask for egregious silliness, but, uh, she's getting that, too. :)

Fandom: Batman Beyond
Title: The Season of Giving
Rating: G
Words: 544

Max: 1, Batman: 0 )

Today's ficlet was suggested by [livejournal.com profile] infinitepryde. To make a suggestion for tomorrow, comment on this entry.
joiedecombat: (Squall/Rinoa)
Squeaking by at the last minute, and it shows...

Fandom: Final Fantasy VIII
Title: Winter Light
Rating: G
Words: 752

When everything is dark, still something shines. )

Today's ficlet was suggested by [livejournal.com profile] bentarc. To make a suggestion for tomorrow, comment on this entry.
joiedecombat: (Default)
I did say that the next fic I wrote for these characters would involve something actually significant to characterization. I suppose it's mostly more of the same, but I am pleased with it - brought about entirely as a result of the scene in phase 30 in which Mwu comes down uncharacteristically hard on Kira for being emo about the events of the previous episode.

I admit I am a little embarassed about posting it, given fandom drama, but, well. Now, aside from working on complicated Andy/Murrue and trianglefic which will probably take me forever to work out, I think I will remind myself that I can write for other fandoms.

In the meantime, here's a bit of SEEDfic.


The last dregs of the adrenaline of combat gave out as the lift began its descent from the bridge. )
joiedecombat: (Default)
And because the other fic I posted today actually had purpose to it and significance with regards to characterization and that good stuff...

...here's some totally gratuitous Mwu/Murrue fluff.

I'm kind of embarrassed by this one; it bears a resemblance to some of the more annoying fic I've found elsewhere in the fandom, and I should know better. (The resemblance mostly lying in the whole concept of Murrue Working Too Hard and Mwu Coming To The Rescue, although there is certainly a basis for it in canon; the annoyance comes more from the fact that there's too much fic out there casting Murrue as the workaholic who determinedly neglects her own well-being and Mwu as the wise, with-it guy who is there to take care of her and doesn't seem to have problems of his own. I hate the idea of perpetuating that kind of thing.) It came about mostly as an excuse for Mwu's remark about discipline (because he so would).

Next fic I write for these characters will be less pointless, I promise.

Still working? )
joiedecombat: (Default)
I have been trying to write an Andy/Murrue fic since February.

That is kind of sad.

Particularly since I really haven't made much progress worth mentioning. I have an assortment of ideas, but they have yet to gel into an actual fic. I tried a bit of semi-stream-of-consciousness noodling with just dialogue to see what I could shake loose, but I can't say it's helped all that much.

extremely fragmentary random Andy/Murrue dialogue snippets )

The idea that I'm simmering focuses on Valentine's Day and the unique significance it holds in the SEEDverse following Bloody Valentine and the ensuing war - there's something really intriguing about seeing an established lovers' holiday turn into a day for remembering grief and loss, and the particular perspective that Andy and Murrue would have on it, having both lost the ones they loved to the war. Understanding one another's grief draws them together, but it can't be easy to build a relationship when the ghosts of both your lost loves are (metaphorically) still so present.

I don't have a storyline, just an assortment of things I'd like to explore, like how Andy, who as a Coordinator and a soldier must be accustomed to a high level of physical ability, deals with physical disability - and more significantly how he settles into a civilian life and how much he has to struggle with boredom (cribbing shamelessly from the novelization, in which he refers to boredom as "my oldest enemy" and is pleased after first fighting Kira because he's found a stimulating challenge) - how the two of them came to be living together as shown in the earlier parts of Destiny, the reason for which I imagine must have been a series of practical considerations (Andy having to get used to brand new prosthesis, Murrue needing a place to live since she can't really go back to the Atlantic Federation after deserting) carefully arranged around the more basic need to not be alone - the basic concept of the relationship, mutual support and life going on and really not being about Romance or Passion or zomg True Love because at this point they've been there and done that and don't need to cover that ground again, and God, Murrue's tired of being the one left behind - and finding the balance between honoring the memory of the one you loved, and not being so tied to those memories that you aren't really living the life that they died to protect.

And I am embarrassed at how long it took me just to hack out those last two paragraphs. :(

Edit: I also kind of want to make some use of Derek Walcott's "Sea Canes," which may be cheap of me, but...

cut for awesome )

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