2013-10-11

thefourthvine: Two people fucking, rearview: sex is the universal fandom. (Default)
2013-10-11 03:03 pm

Yuletide 2013 Dear Author Letter

Dear Author Person,

We matched! So basically know that I am extremely fond of you already, because clearly you are a person of taste and discernment, loving one of these small fandoms as much as I do.

I am, as always, going to provide you with all the details, because that's what I hope to get from my recipient. But if that's not you, please tap out of this letter now. Just know that I really, really cannot handle child or animal harm or death, and I love you for volunteering for one of my tiny fandoms. See you on the 25th!

Me! )

Baseball RPF, Jose Fernandez/Yasiel Puig )

Basketball RPF, Magic Johnson/Larry Bird )

Flotsam, by David Wiesner )

Want You Bad (song), Narrator/Narrator's girlfriend )
thefourthvine: Two people fucking, rearview: sex is the universal fandom. (Default)
2013-10-11 04:11 pm

New Story! (Hockey RPF, Sidney Crosby/Evgeni Malkin)

This story was written for [personal profile] pentapus's Treehouse Reversebang challenge - she drew artwork for me, and I wrote a story inspired by it.

The unicorn came as a mild surprise. The length - the story was supposed to be a thousand words long - came as a more major one, and I'd like to thank pentapus for being patient as I battled my way to the end of this.

This was an incredible challenge, delightful to do, and even if you don't read the story, you should at least visit to see the artwork, which I have mentally titled "Sidney Crosby Confronts an Unimpressed Unicorn."

Highway Unicorn (20133 words) by thefourthvine, pentapus
Chapters: 4/4
Fandom: Hockey RPF
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Sidney Crosby/Evgeni Malkin
Additional Tags: Urban Fantasy, Treehouse Reversebang
Summary:

He saw the horn poking out from the pony's head, golden and straight and somehow delicate-looking despite the empty tuna can hanging off of it. The unicorn horn. "The fuck," Sidney said out loud, his eye skipping from the horn over the greyish-white body to the graceful gold-toned hooves.