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labyrinth2015 You made a pact, you dropped the act, you focused on what you could attract...
Meh, I'm feeling somewhat written out - I am working on a wedding story (a separate story
from the one on which I'm collaborating with the fabulous![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
frackin_sweet), and it's not going too well - and I want to start on this cracky R possibly-canon, possibly-AU bordello fic, and my guitars-by-gaslight AUbigbang, but I have just no impetus.
And I'm in Court this afternoon, WOE.
As a way of importuning the Muses, I thought I might try the drabbular method recently employed bytimeisgone, kissesblow, orochi_kitty and otherbella.
Hundred word drabbles, snatches of story, any Cook, Anthemic, AIS7 pairing; crossovers with X-Men, BtVS/AtS, Discworld, Holmes, The Law. I think I have a tiny legalesque Cook/Ryan Seacrest somewhere! I'll even write you self-insert (of you). Leave me a prompt (word, song, whatever) and rating. Will turn around fast, so as to importune quickly XD
Gorgeous pic from the insanely talentedciudad, used with permission.
Masterlist
* Cook/Arch/Andrew - If I Told You, extract [R/NC-17], post Long Way Down, fororochi_kitty
* Cook/Arch - The Leaf Crown [PG]: Cook gets Walt Whitman-esque with Archie, forkissesblow
* Cook/Arch - The Reichenbach Faultline [PG], extract: Holmes!Cookleta AUgracelessheart
* Cook/Arch - Offerings to Polyhymnia, [PG-13/R]: Arch is Cook's demanding Muse of Song, forlacedsarcasm
* Cook/Arch - Eagle's Wings [PG-13]: Greek mythology professor Cook and student Archie, forpaitac
* Cook/Arch - Need You Now: [PG-13] from AIRNverse, forhoneybeemmw and otherbella
* Logan/Archie - Spaceship [PG], X-Men Cookleta cross-over, post United, We Stand forstarafar
* Neal/Archie - Interlude [PG], Iberian historical fantasyverse/self-insert, post Inkspell, formellowdee
* Andy/Neal - His Most Perfect Day [PG]: It's Neal's birthday; Andy wants things to be perfect, forceltic_fish
* Cook/Kara DioGuardi - Judging David 1 [PG-13/R], 2 [R/NC-17]: Bikini Girl, who?, forchemicalwonder
* Cook/Kelly Clarkson - Poison and Wine [R]: the Civil Wars, forlilac_girl84 and micheleeeex
* Cook/Cowell - Spin [PG-13]: Simon learns to play Spin the Bottle, foramccoy1972 and cincodemaygirl
ETA: Cook/Ryan Seacrest - (Matt Giraud v AIEight Corp, PDRC First Mention, xxx of 2009) [PG]: Ryan can't take his eyes off illegally-attractive plaintiffs' counsel Cook, forgoseaward at ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
idolmeta, archiving this
Meh, I'm feeling somewhat written out - I am working on a wedding story (a separate story
from the one on which I'm collaborating with the fabulous
frackin_sweet), and it's not going too well - and I want to start on this cracky R possibly-canon, possibly-AU bordello fic, and my guitars-by-gaslight AUbigbang, but I have just no impetus. And I'm in Court this afternoon, WOE.
As a way of importuning the Muses, I thought I might try the drabbular method recently employed by
timeisgone, kissesblow, orochi_kitty and otherbella. Hundred word drabbles, snatches of story, any Cook, Anthemic, AIS7 pairing; crossovers with X-Men, BtVS/AtS, Discworld, Holmes, The Law. I think I have a tiny legalesque Cook/Ryan Seacrest somewhere! I'll even write you self-insert (of you). Leave me a prompt (word, song, whatever) and rating. Will turn around fast, so as to importune quickly XD
Gorgeous pic from the insanely talented
ciudad, used with permission.Masterlist
* Cook/Arch/Andrew - If I Told You, extract [R/NC-17], post Long Way Down, for
orochi_kitty* Cook/Arch - The Leaf Crown [PG]: Cook gets Walt Whitman-esque with Archie, for
kissesblow* Cook/Arch - The Reichenbach Faultline [PG], extract: Holmes!Cookleta AU
gracelessheart* Cook/Arch - Offerings to Polyhymnia, [PG-13/R]: Arch is Cook's demanding Muse of Song, for
lacedsarcasm* Cook/Arch - Eagle's Wings [PG-13]: Greek mythology professor Cook and student Archie, for
paitac* Cook/Arch - Need You Now: [PG-13] from AIRNverse, for
honeybeemmw and otherbella* Logan/Archie - Spaceship [PG], X-Men Cookleta cross-over, post United, We Stand for
starafar* Neal/Archie - Interlude [PG], Iberian historical fantasyverse/self-insert, post Inkspell, for
mellowdee* Andy/Neal - His Most Perfect Day [PG]: It's Neal's birthday; Andy wants things to be perfect, for
celtic_fish* Cook/Kara DioGuardi - Judging David 1 [PG-13/R], 2 [R/NC-17]: Bikini Girl, who?, for
chemicalwonder* Cook/Kelly Clarkson - Poison and Wine [R]: the Civil Wars, for
lilac_girl84 and micheleeeex* Cook/Cowell - Spin [PG-13]: Simon learns to play Spin the Bottle, for
amccoy1972 and cincodemaygirlETA: Cook/Ryan Seacrest - (Matt Giraud v AIEight Corp, PDRC First Mention, xxx of 2009) [PG]: Ryan can't take his eyes off illegally-attractive plaintiffs' counsel Cook, for
goseaward at idolmeta, archiving this
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Interlude [PG]
Date: 2010-01-20 03:22 pm (UTC)Finally, he reaches the tents with the Anthem's red sigils. Their band of mercenaries can afford to have charms of protection sung into their oilskins, but even so, they adhere to a strict watch roster; Davor believes it keeps them sharp, keeps their skills whetted. It's a cold night on the plains, and Celtic Skib is on watch outside, huddled in his skins over a bowl of stew, shortbow at his heel.
"You took your time," Skib says, without looking up from his bowl. He has a touch of the fey which comes from his Celtic blood, can sense a man at fifty paces. "You hungry? The boy went into the town this morning, so there's local meat."
"I've eaten," Tiemann says, and the image of Archuleta's dark head bent over the plateful of simple market fare rises unbidden in his mind, together with the rush of quick blood to his face.
Skib looks up at this, his eyes narrowing. "So it would seem," he says. "Whom did you meet in the lacing parlor, Tiemann? You have new inkspell, and there is something else as well."
Tiemann raises a hand, the new tattoos on his knuckles catching the firelight. "Leave off your faery folklore; I don't wish to discuss it."
"Dave will want to discuss it," Skib warns, as Tiemann pushes past him into the tents.
Their redheaded Gaelic leader is lounging in his chair, playing a game of dice with young Kyle, their long-haired page, by candlelight. Andersson the axeman is sprawled on his front, leg propped out stiffly before him - he's having the wound he'd taken during their last campaign seen to by their camp physician.
"You're back," Davor says, and Tiemann makes his way to Andersson's side. He's concerned about the Norman; his leg wound keeps re-opening with all the recent travelling they have had to do.
"How is it today?" Tiemann asks their physician. Melua's frowning in concentration as she puts her singing bowl down, muttering to herself in her mother tongue. Tiemann's facility with languages is excellent, but it doesn't extend to that of the Kingdom of Goryeo.
"It would be better if you all didn't insist on bloody riding everywhere at all hours," she says finally, in Saxon, though it's without force, and starts to wrap Andersson back up. Tiemann knows how she worries about them, and the affection and respect is mutual: for instance, if Dave as much as looked at her with his usual amorous intent, Tiemann would stab him unquestioningly.
"I met a talented artisan in the town," Tiemann says, casually, dropping the skins from around his shoulders and exposing his new charm to the light. "You should consider an appropriate ward, Andersson, I believe it will assist."
"I am having no inkspell, and that is final," groans Andersson. Melua lifts her own candle and examines Tiemann's new Gallic rose of lys tattoo very carefully.
"Tiemann, this is really excellent. Powerful," she mutters, and across the tent, Davor raises his head.
"That sounds interesting. Tell me more about this artisan."
His touch is light, and fire, rain on a parade. His eyes are like one thing in this life that's true, a breath that only I can breathe.
Tiemann avoids the gaze of his oldest friend. "Tomorrow," he says, and makes his way to his sleeping rugs.
He falls asleep to the sound of Archuleta's luminous voice, singing his spells into Tiemann's skin, into Tiemann's heart.
Re: Interlude [PG]
Date: 2010-01-21 02:18 am (UTC)YOU JUST.
THIS.
Re: Interlude [PG]
Date: 2010-01-21 02:18 am (UTC)...
omg jay.
Re: Interlude [PG]
Date: 2010-01-21 02:32 am (UTC)so.
genius. omg.
"I've eaten," Tiemann says, and the image of Archuleta's dark head bent over the plateful of simple market fare rises unbidden in his mind, together with the rush of quick blood to his face.
THE IMAGERY. THE WORDS. YOUR WORDS. OMG. HOW ARE YOU REAL.
Skib looks up at this, his eyes narrowing. "So it would seem," he says. "Whom did you meet in the lacing parlor, Tiemann? You have new inkspell, and there is something else as well."
THERE IS SOMETHING. ELSE. AS WELL. OMFG.
Andersson the axeman is sprawled on his front, leg propped out stiffly before him - he's having the wound he'd taken during their last campaign seen to by their camp physician.
ANDERSSON. OMFG. I LOVED THIS SO HARD. YOU ARE SUCH A GENIUS WITH ~NAMES.
Melua's frowning in concentration as she puts her singing bowl down, muttering to herself in her mother tongue. Tiemann's facility with languages is excellent, but it doesn't extend to that of the Kingdom of Goryeo.
JAY. I LOST MY SHIT WHEN I READ THIS. LOLZ FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE.
1. You made me (presumptuous to assume it's me?!). In the barbarian story. I. I don't even know. OMFG.
2. IT IS NOT CRACK. AT ALL. HOW DID YOU EVEN FIT THIS IN HERE WITHOUT MAKING IT CRACK. YOUR WORDS = ALL THINGS.
3. GORYEO. OMFG JAY. I CANNOT EVEN HANDLE THIS.
the affection and respect is mutual: for instance, if Dave as much as looked at her with his usual amorous intent, Tiemann would stab him unquestioningly.
I am dying. From this. I love it with all of my heart. OMG.
"I met a talented artisan in the town," Tiemann says, casually, dropping the skins from around his shoulders and exposing his new charm to the light. "You should consider an appropriate ward, Andersson, I believe it will assist."
I LOVE. THIS. OMG. THIS JUST CALLS FOR ~SEQUEL. AS;KDFJ;ALDSFJ;ALSDKFJLKSDF.
His touch is light, and fire, rain on a parade. His eyes are like one thing in this life that's true, a breath that only I can breathe.
jay. no. words. omfg. i am just. this is more. than anything i could have ever hoped for. what. what is this magic.
He falls asleep to the sound of Archuleta's luminous voice, singing his spells into Tiemann's skin, into Tiemann's heart.
THE BIGGEST AND BOLDEST FONTS COULD NEVER EVER DESCRIBE MY LOVE FOR THIS.
I think it is legit my favorite N/A verse ever. OMG.
JAY.
i think i love you. ♥.
Just.
THANK YOU.
Re: Interlude [PG]
Date: 2010-01-21 03:15 am (UTC)Um, you asked for self-insert, didn't you? Do I know anyone else who might remotely be from the Kingdom of Goryeo? (Although, how I get Melua over Mongolia and across the Bosphorus to Iberia in the 12/13th century, I have no idea. Maybe she's magic and can fly.) AND NEAL IS TOTALLY GONNA STAB DAVE IF HE HITS ON HER. Um, unless she wants him to, of course XD
His touch is light, and fire, rain on a parade. His eyes are like one thing in this life that's true, a breath that only I can breathe.
Reframed from "Vera" and "One True Thing", of course! But words that are in the barbarian's head, anyway :D
I LOVE YOU TOO, YOU CRAZY KOREAN GIRL <3333333
Re: Interlude [PG]
Date: 2010-01-28 02:53 am (UTC)His eyes are like one thing in this life that's true, a breath that only I can breathe.
why so poetic and magical?? I would like an entire historical fantasy novel (well, trilogy) of this, please. I mean, if you're not busy right now or anything. xD
I am falling in love with this verse like crazy. Plus, mellowdee is such a lucky girl \o/!!!, what an amazing b-day present. just, LOVE.
Re: Interlude [PG]
Date: 2010-01-28 03:33 am (UTC)I am definitely planning a third part, possibly of epic length XD. Provisionally "Inkheart", or some other title beginning with "I".
Re: Interlude [PG]
Date: 2010-01-28 04:59 am (UTC)Re: Interlude [PG]
Date: 2010-01-28 05:06 am (UTC)Cookleta bordello!fic up next, though ;) And the continuation of steampunk!AU.
Re: Interlude [PG]
Date: 2010-01-28 06:14 am (UTC)Re: Interlude [PG]
Date: 2010-01-28 06:56 am (UTC)Re: Interlude [PG]
Date: 2010-01-29 12:22 pm (UTC)(You might be able to tell that I'm finally making my way through all the fic I haven't had a chance to read yet...)
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Date: 2010-01-30 08:14 pm (UTC)Re: Interlude [PG]
Date: 2010-01-31 05:43 am (UTC)Re: Interlude [PG]
Date: 2010-01-31 06:50 am (UTC)