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thefourthvine) wrote2010-12-31 09:52 pm
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Yuletide Revealingness!
This Yuletide was interesting for me, largely because I had less time than ever before to come to grips with the most opinionated story I have ever written.
Last year, I got a request so much in my comfort zone I could easily have written my recipient five stories in the time. It was Sports Night, Danny/Casey. Those guys got me writing fan fiction in the first place, and they're still sitting in my head, ready to get their snark (and, of course, true true love) on at a moment's notice. So it really shouldn't have been a surprise that this year my experience was, well, like this:
TFV: My Yuletide assignment is here! Yay! *opens and reads*
TFV's Writing Comfort Zone: Farewell, my friend. Perhaps we will meet again in the pinch hits.
I mean, it was a great request. It just wasn't what I normally write. At all. And then things got more complicated.
Story: Hi!
TFV: Thank heavens you're here. We've got a deadline.
Story: I'm a novel!
TFV: No, you aren't.
Story: I really, really am.
TFV: Then I will write my other story idea, so there.
Other Story Idea: Hello. I am an extremely long novel.
TFV: ...Or not. What is the deal here? The entire canon is only five minutes long!
Story: Leaves a lot of unanswered questions. That need to be answered in roughly 80,000 words.
TFV: Look, you can't be a novel. You're for Yuletide, and that means you have to be short. Did you miss the part about the deadline?
Story: Don't you dare try to tell me what I am.
TFV: Oh for fuck's sake. You've got delusions of grandeur. Why can't I just write two thousand words of pegging? You can't tell me those two aren't into pegging. It's not possible.
Story: But you've got me. Your novelly friend! And, let's face it, you'd probably rather write a novel than two thousand words of porn.
TFV, wimping out: Um. Maybe I'll start writing and just see what happens.
[Extensive typing follows.]
TFV, studying the first draft: Well, fuck. This is the first part of a novel.
Story: I told you, but you wouldn't listen, Miss We'll Do It My Way While I Whine a Lot.
TFV, making an appeal to highly relevant authority: OH MY GOD, BETA O' MINE, TELL ME WHAT I SHOULD DO, FOR I AM FUCKED IN THE WAY THAT RUINS YULETIDE.
Q, the Magical Mystery Beta: This is the first part of a novel -
TFV: *weeping, rending of garments*
Q: - but it does have a complete plot arc, and that means we can make it be a short story. Here's how we're going to do that.
TFV: Q, don't take this the wrong way, but right now I am having elaborate fantasies involving keeping you chained up in our spare room so that you are available to beta every word I write.
Q: *like all great editors, ignores the ravings of the lunatic writer, not realizing I have already begun to google manacles*
Eventually, Q and I managed to force the story to be short, but it was a fight all the way down. Every time I opened the document, it sucked up more words. Usually, when I upload my story, I feel a sense of relief and satisfaction. This time, I felt like I'd just staked a vampire - pleased, but also looking around for the matches, because what if the damn thing just isn't dead? What if it comes back and wants MORE BLOOD? I mean words? AIEEEE.
So, the first story I wrote:
The Cape as Red as Blood (13014 words) by
thefourthvine
Fandom: Call Me When You're Sober (Music Video) (Plus a secret fairy tales crossover!)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply
(If you're curious about the fandom, here's the video on YouTube. Probably that link will only work for people in the US, though;
dzurlady is Australian, and I couldn't follow the link from her Dear Author letter.)
~
My other story was a pinch hit I picked up because I thought it would be new territory for me. And it was. I just - I just didn't expect the new territory to be "writing a huge fandom (that I'd never written before) for Yuletide." But Yuletide is a stern taskmaster.
The basic evolution of this story went like this:
TFV's Writing Id: A Lady Gaga video! Lady Gaga's videos always say kinky porny femslash to me, except when they say poly BDSM porn!
TFV's Writing Superego: But
100indecisions wants gen.
Id: Well, then a Lady Gaga dystopia! Lady Gaga dystopias featuring lots of women in tight, hot - no, wait, that's just another angle into the kinky porny femslash. It turns out all Gaga roads lead to ladies having sex with ladies. And bondage. Damn.
Superego: Good news.
100indecisions would like a crossover, and the mods say it's okay to write a crossover with a big fandom.
Id: YAY I CAN WRITE ABOUT SOMEONE WHO DOESN'T IMMEDIATELY TAKE THIS TO A KINKY PORNY PLACE!
Superego: Excellent idea. Just, um. Why did you think Jack Harkness was the character to choose, here?
Id: ...I'm not talking to you anymore.
Superego: That's because I'm right.
But I managed to write a story that featured:
Actually, someday I will probably end up writing a whole post of my Dubious Yuletide Accomplishments, which would almost certainly include "Discovering that in my head, Val Kilmer only plays big gay tops." (I've seen three movies with Val Kilmer in them. I've written Yuletide stories about two of them. In both, the Kilmer character is the toppiest top ever to top. It's a Yuletide mystery, and I just hope I someday get assigned the third Val Kilmer movie I've seen, so I can find out if those first two were flukes.)
Anyway. My point is, I had a blast writing this story, even if it was a struggle to keep everyone's clothes, such as they were, on. And it turns out you can find the humor in a dystopia, so that's good news.
And that story was:
Free Bitch (5203 words) by
thefourthvine
Fandom: Bad Romance (Music Video), Doctor Who (2005)
Rating: General Audiences
Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply
(If you're curious about this fandom, assuming there is anyone willing to watch a Lady Gaga video who hasn't already, here it is at YouTube. Non-USians will probably have to google.)
Last year, I got a request so much in my comfort zone I could easily have written my recipient five stories in the time. It was Sports Night, Danny/Casey. Those guys got me writing fan fiction in the first place, and they're still sitting in my head, ready to get their snark (and, of course, true true love) on at a moment's notice. So it really shouldn't have been a surprise that this year my experience was, well, like this:
TFV: My Yuletide assignment is here! Yay! *opens and reads*
TFV's Writing Comfort Zone: Farewell, my friend. Perhaps we will meet again in the pinch hits.
I mean, it was a great request. It just wasn't what I normally write. At all. And then things got more complicated.
Story: Hi!
TFV: Thank heavens you're here. We've got a deadline.
Story: I'm a novel!
TFV: No, you aren't.
Story: I really, really am.
TFV: Then I will write my other story idea, so there.
Other Story Idea: Hello. I am an extremely long novel.
TFV: ...Or not. What is the deal here? The entire canon is only five minutes long!
Story: Leaves a lot of unanswered questions. That need to be answered in roughly 80,000 words.
TFV: Look, you can't be a novel. You're for Yuletide, and that means you have to be short. Did you miss the part about the deadline?
Story: Don't you dare try to tell me what I am.
TFV: Oh for fuck's sake. You've got delusions of grandeur. Why can't I just write two thousand words of pegging? You can't tell me those two aren't into pegging. It's not possible.
Story: But you've got me. Your novelly friend! And, let's face it, you'd probably rather write a novel than two thousand words of porn.
TFV, wimping out: Um. Maybe I'll start writing and just see what happens.
[Extensive typing follows.]
TFV, studying the first draft: Well, fuck. This is the first part of a novel.
Story: I told you, but you wouldn't listen, Miss We'll Do It My Way While I Whine a Lot.
TFV, making an appeal to highly relevant authority: OH MY GOD, BETA O' MINE, TELL ME WHAT I SHOULD DO, FOR I AM FUCKED IN THE WAY THAT RUINS YULETIDE.
Q, the Magical Mystery Beta: This is the first part of a novel -
TFV: *weeping, rending of garments*
Q: - but it does have a complete plot arc, and that means we can make it be a short story. Here's how we're going to do that.
TFV: Q, don't take this the wrong way, but right now I am having elaborate fantasies involving keeping you chained up in our spare room so that you are available to beta every word I write.
Q: *like all great editors, ignores the ravings of the lunatic writer, not realizing I have already begun to google manacles*
Eventually, Q and I managed to force the story to be short, but it was a fight all the way down. Every time I opened the document, it sucked up more words. Usually, when I upload my story, I feel a sense of relief and satisfaction. This time, I felt like I'd just staked a vampire - pleased, but also looking around for the matches, because what if the damn thing just isn't dead? What if it comes back and wants MORE BLOOD? I mean words? AIEEEE.
So, the first story I wrote:
The Cape as Red as Blood (13014 words) by
Fandom: Call Me When You're Sober (Music Video) (Plus a secret fairy tales crossover!)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply
(If you're curious about the fandom, here's the video on YouTube. Probably that link will only work for people in the US, though;
~
My other story was a pinch hit I picked up because I thought it would be new territory for me. And it was. I just - I just didn't expect the new territory to be "writing a huge fandom (that I'd never written before) for Yuletide." But Yuletide is a stern taskmaster.
The basic evolution of this story went like this:
TFV's Writing Id: A Lady Gaga video! Lady Gaga's videos always say kinky porny femslash to me, except when they say poly BDSM porn!
TFV's Writing Superego: But
Id: Well, then a Lady Gaga dystopia! Lady Gaga dystopias featuring lots of women in tight, hot - no, wait, that's just another angle into the kinky porny femslash. It turns out all Gaga roads lead to ladies having sex with ladies. And bondage. Damn.
Superego: Good news.
Id: YAY I CAN WRITE ABOUT SOMEONE WHO DOESN'T IMMEDIATELY TAKE THIS TO A KINKY PORNY PLACE!
Superego: Excellent idea. Just, um. Why did you think Jack Harkness was the character to choose, here?
Id: ...I'm not talking to you anymore.
Superego: That's because I'm right.
But I managed to write a story that featured:
- A sex slave auction
- Jack Harkness
- Costumes by Lady Gaga
Actually, someday I will probably end up writing a whole post of my Dubious Yuletide Accomplishments, which would almost certainly include "Discovering that in my head, Val Kilmer only plays big gay tops." (I've seen three movies with Val Kilmer in them. I've written Yuletide stories about two of them. In both, the Kilmer character is the toppiest top ever to top. It's a Yuletide mystery, and I just hope I someday get assigned the third Val Kilmer movie I've seen, so I can find out if those first two were flukes.)
Anyway. My point is, I had a blast writing this story, even if it was a struggle to keep everyone's clothes, such as they were, on. And it turns out you can find the humor in a dystopia, so that's good news.
And that story was:
Free Bitch (5203 words) by
Fandom: Bad Romance (Music Video), Doctor Who (2005)
Rating: General Audiences
Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply
(If you're curious about this fandom, assuming there is anyone willing to watch a Lady Gaga video who hasn't already, here it is at YouTube. Non-USians will probably have to google.)

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(I can now, yes, TOTALLY believe that Val Kilmer had Adam Lambert. Even though I do not want to think about it too closely, because Adam Lambert looks about twelve in that clip.)
Although now I feel totally vindicated: he really is just that toppy! (Seriously, it's something about his body language; whenever I re-watch a movie he's in with a view to writing for it, my brain shrieks TOP every time I look at him.)
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(well, it's a Datalounge type rumor, so, who knows. Maybe some scorned guy got pissed at Adam and put it there. But if I'm remembering my Adam encyclopedic knowledge correctly, the person who put it there wrote it quite a while before Adam got famous. And Adam does definitely talk about hanging around with Val -- apparently Kilmer had quite an ~entourage of people from the musical plus other hangers-on and it was what Adam cites as kind of opening his eyes to what celebrity is like. and they definitely hung out like at Kilmer's house. so. BRAIN BLEACH.)
BUT THE WHIPS TFVINE THE WHIPS.
(okay but actually Adam's voice in this.... *swoons*)
(wait. you've seen the adam "I like the top" video? riiiight???!)
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wait. you've seen the adam "I like the top" video? riiiight???!
Are you sitting down? You're sitting down, right? Because, I mean, who would be reading her email and not sitting down, so - okay. I have a confession.
Here is the entirety of video I have seen featuring Adam Lambert: that Ten Commandments clip. Which is to say, no. Adam Lambert could have done an interview in which he disclosed that he had topped Tom Cruise, Justin Bieber, and Sarah Palin, and provided video evidence of same, and I would not have seen it.
...Although now I've imagined it. I. I regret imagining it.
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There is only one answer now:
EVIDENCE OF ADAM'S ABSOLUTE TOPPINESS:
Adam "kisses" aka holds the neck of and kisses the hell out of Jake Shears of The Scissor Sisters (you need only watch the first 30 seconds)
Adam expresses his preference. Go straight to 1:20 and your suffering will only last about thirty more seconds:
Also Adam had twitter fights with Perez Hilton and Adam made it pretty clear who "usually" does the topping. Also his boyfriends are all tiny twinky pretty guys.
SO MY POINT IS... I kind of forgot, but, no RIGHT MY POINT IS IF VAL KILMER TOPPED HE IS PROBABLY IN SMALLISH COMPANY.
(omg how did we even get to where we are now. i feel so confused... :D)
(p.s. if you ever want any actual Adam darlingness videos you know who to call. He's actually an epic sweetheart. And an amazing, amazing singer. <333)
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I am really extremely gifted in the unfortunate imagination department! AND IF YOU CROSS ME I WILL HAVE MY REVENGE.
omg how did we even get to where we are now. i feel so confused... :D
I am not at all sure, but I know that it was ALL YOUR FAULT. I was innocently wrapping up Yuletide, and the next thing I knew you had Adam Lambert and whips and unfortunate costuming and all kinds of highly inappropriate pairings going on in my comments.
p.s. if you ever want any actual Adam darlingness videos you know who to call. He's actually an epic sweetheart. And an amazing, amazing singer.
So you SAY. But on the evidence, I would have to say I am largely picturing him with a very extensive bondage dungeon and a secret internet name of, like Master Savage Longdick. (Not that these things in any way mutually exclusive with sweetness and darlingness. I am just pointing that sweetness is not where you have chosen to focus!)
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RAINBOWS AND UNICORNS TFV, RAINBOWS AND UNICORNS
because THAT is what Adam is about.
or possibly bondage gear. but if that's true, we know it was Val Kilmer's ~whip action that started it.