Black Rose

I wrote three things for fandom stocking: two little ficlets and a short one-shot.

Put a Baby In Me, Hockey RPF, Tyler Seguin/Brad Marchand, impregnation kink/awkwardness

untitled Rivers of London ficlet, Peter Grant/Beverly Brook, pain play/bondage/knife play

untitled Hockey RPF ficlet, Patrice Bergeron/Andrew Ference, Boston-area college hockey AU

And now a meme. Anyone on my flist heard me complaining a lot about writing burnout this year--it was partly real life stuff, partly fandom drama, and partly my own fault for signing up for too many exchanges. But I took a break from certain fandoms, and then I took a break from fandom altogether, and now I'm trying to figure out how to participate in a balanced way that doesn't drive me crazy. 

I wrote eight fics (five Raven Cycle, three Hockey RPF) for a total of 11,319 words. The shortest is 682 (there's a 618 one, but it's an outtake more than a real story) and the longest is 3205. Not a very impressive wordcount, but since the fic that gave me the most trouble is less than 2600 words, it's probably for the best.

( fic list by month )

( questions and answers )

I just realized I never posted my shipswap 2015 fics. My gift was Not So Weak That I'm Not Strong, a lovely Nat-centric Steve/Sam/Natatasha fic with lots of good whump.

I wrote who's gonna ride your wild horses, as well as nocturnal admissions which is an outtake from "wild horses." Both are Gansey/Ronan with strong Ronan/Declan elements.

( cut for writing talk and a little whining )

Now I'm starting to work on my fic for the tumblr Raven Cycle big bang. ( Read more... )

I wrote two fics this year, so not as prolific as last year. I struggled with one for about three frustrating weeks, and I wrote the other in five hours on Christmas eve and posted it an hour before the archive went live. Not in the order you'd expect, either.

Come Here, Rude Boy (Goon, Eva/Doug/Xavier)

So I had an open-ended prompt, a recipient who loved kinky fic, and major writer's block. I was running Thanksgiving errands when Rihanna's "Rude Boy" came on the radio, and I knew I had a divine mission to bring Xavier LaFlamme getting spanked into the world.

As it turns out, punishment is an incredibly hard kink to write, which I should've known because I never find depictions that hit the spot for me. Too much awful behavior from the sub and there are actual hurt feelings. Too little and it draws attention to the artificiality of the scenario. It can be somber and filled with intense guilt and emotional vulnerability (which I find interesting but not at all hot), or it can be so fun and positive and "safe" that you wonder why they're bothering with punishment at all. Goon is a movie about the joy of clobbering people, and Xavier is such a massive shitheel that everything he says crosses the line. The fic needed to hit that sweet/violent balance that the movie hits so well.

I did eventually get it done, and I was pretty happy with the result. I think it pulls together Doug and Xavier's contrasting submissive tendencies (which are totally there in the movie I swear), and Eva makes a great laid-back dom with enough of a testy streak to make things interesting. There's way more d/s potential that hasn't been tapped (like Doug being a service top and Eva ordering him to shove her or Xavier around, unf), but considering the time it took, I think it's a solid effort.

this is a secret proposition, lay your hands on me (Raven Cycle, Ronan Lynch/Declan Lynch)

Months ago, I promised _coal that I would write Lynchcest for anyone who gave it the green light in their letter, but with blockage and real life business, I was pretty sure I wouldn't get anything done. Then I remembered the line in The Dream Thieves that I bastardize for my summary, and it all came together--violence and tenderness both being intimate for Ronan and Declan, how being the only person allowed to beat up your brother also makes you the only person allowed to patch him up. I definitely got my kinks all over this one, to the point where I almost tagged it whump instead of hurt/comfort, but I think (I hope) it's in character enough to work. I also have a lot more to say about various Lynches, so keep an eye out.

One fic down, twenty-four to...fuck.

I had every intention of doing a blackout, because I'm bored and ambitious and it's ten months till next Yuletide. I decided I'd pick a kink I have an easy time writing (dirty talk) and bang out something just over the 500 word minimum as an easy introduction to the wonderful world of kink bingo.

LOL.

I'd forgotten how difficult short fic is to write. Dirty talk is normally something that I write way too much of (/waves to former betas) but this one was like pulling teeth (ha ha, hockey, get it?). Maybe because I was trying to frame not-sex the way I would a sex scene. Also, hockey player trash talk is a billion times stupider than what I wrote, so I couldn't shake the feeling that it sounded inaccurate.

All in all, though, I like how it turned out. I like that the prompt works in several ways--sexual teasing, the playground teasing of hockey chirps, the author teasing the reader with fade to black. I like that it plays with the darkness of hockey, and the violent, domineering itch it scratches (for me, at least).

I'll probably write the porny sequel, because I cockblocked myself and there isn't enough good hatesex in fandom. And while I'm not supposed to like the Flyers, Claude Giroux could bend me over any day of the week. Mm, yeah, mama's a dirty puck slut.