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Okay, so I also wrote Christmas giftfic, which I shall post here! Do The Best That You Can (and know that you tried), a Star Wars Christmas-in-the-trenches sort of story. Whether you're working Christmas, or if it just feels like work, this one's for you...

Title: Do The Best That You Can (and know that you tried)
Fandom: Star Wars, Rogue One -A Star Wars Story
Rating: An easy PG
Warnings: None (makes a change)
Summary: The Rebel and Imperial troops call a brief cease fire-and realise they have more in common than they thought. A feel-good Christmas fic.

The silence wakes him...

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And I hope whererver you are that Chsirmas doesn't suck.
A small Christmas present. I got some wonderful fanart for my fic Tear Up That Flag!
I suck at image hosting and manipulation, so hopefully this should work. In case this doesn't work, it's a very strung-out looking Bodhi Rook
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I wrote Westworld fic!

Title: Loyalty Card at Last Chance Saloon
Fandom: Westworld
Rating: 15
Warnings: Canonical character death, references fo lobotomies and prostitution
Summary: Maeve has died many times.

She prefers to die with her eyes open...
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 Fics written for the three sentence ficathon-thanks to [personal profile] caramelsilver for hosting!

Poetry, for the prompt Game of Thrones: Littlefinger/Sansa Stark, when he’s away he writes her every day

Petyr Baelish is no poet.

He is a clerk, and he writes like a clerk; meticulously, each sentence a mathematical process totalling to an inevitable conclusion. Dearest Sansa, he writes, ending the letter Thinking of you with great affection, because he is a clerk and a cynic, and he cannot admit love.

Suck Squeeze Bang Blow, for the prompt BSG, Kara/Lee, mechanics

They make love in the shelter of a Viper engine as wide as Lee is tall. The engine is greasy with oil when they press their hands against it, slick and curved in all the right places. Kara’s heart beats like a four-stroke in her chest as Lee slides into her, hips pistoning, and she wishes she knew love like she knows engines, a simple mechanism that she could understand.

Lift us up, o lord, that we may see further, for the prompt Firefly, Book, still flying

The crew stand together at the port and watch the ship sail into the black.  As her engines shrink to stars Mal turns to River, who has the keenest sight, and she shades her eyes, peers into the distance, and says “He’s gone.”

They are just about to turn away when she whispers, “Somewhere, he’s arrived.”

Things Could Be Worse, for the prompt Musketeers, Porthos/Flea, relationship.

“We walk in different worlds,” Porthos says gravely, but the sentence isn’t quite as convincing as it sounded in his head.

“Last time I looked, the Court of Miracles was still a part of France,” Flea tilts her head, dirty blonde hair cascading onto her shoulders. “Now if you were English, that would be a different tale.”


Closing Time,  for the prompt Force Awakens/Sucker Punch, that AU where Poe pays his way through flight school by moonlighting at the cabaret 

The tips are lousy tonight. Poe Dameron’s pockets are light as he crosses the street towards the transit, humming a song he’s got to have word-perfect by tomorrow. As he passes between the spotlights of the streetlamps he gazes at the bleached-out sky and remembers something he heard someone say: we are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars. 


Drowned Ships, for the prompt Pacific Rim, Mako & Stacker, into the deep

Strange things drown within the deep; wrecked ships, and fish with phosphorescent eyes. Mako treads carefully as silt clouds the water around their Jaeger’s feet. She sees the dark shape of Striker Eureka at her side and wonders what it would be like to never see the sun. 

Ensnared, for the prompt Secret of Kells, Aisling, I am no bird and no net ensnares me

The fibres of the net are smeared with bird-lime, and they trap her wings. Aisling shifts into a wolf and crashes through the net, tearing small holes into larger ones. Though she has no voice in this form, she thinks it will take more than that as she runs into the forest, and the huntsmen get the message.

Radiator, for the prompt Mad Max: Fury Road, any, thirst

When Max reaches the village, they’ve poisoned the well. Smears of rainbow scum float on the black water. He waits a decent amount of time before he unscrews his radiator cap and siphons out a measured handful of water, enough to keep him moving and alive.


How to survive spaceflight, for the prompt Star Wars, Poe & BB-8, I can always talk to you

BB-8 often wishes it could talk.

Poe Dameron can-and does-talk fluently in seven galactic languages, once for three days straight and sometimes in complete sentences.

BB-8 has so much dirt on Poe Dameron, it is unbelievable.


Do you want to hear about the deal I’m making? for the prompt MCU, Loki/Jane, deal with the devil 

“This is not how it works,” protests Loki.

Jane poises her pen over the paper, which is also a tablet of stone and a book with golden clasps and a sheet of rune-engraved ice. “Of course it is,” she says, eyes stinging from three sleepless nights, “Now let’s review the contract.”

Dustland Fairytale, for the prompt Mad Max: Fury Road, any, Wasteland songs

Furiosa does not sing. As for Max, he barely makes any sound at all. But on clear nights they climb the pillars and listen to the people’s songs flying ‘cross the wasteland like a banner; we are still here, and this is still our home. 


Love The Way You Lie, for the prompt The Musketeers, Athos/Milady, These days he doesn’t know if it’s love or hate that he feels

Athos rips her portrait from the frame and weeps as he glues it back. Over time, the glue weakens and the canvas doubles over, folding until the crown of Milady’s painted head touches her glossy décolletage. Athos does not mend the portrait, but he often wakes wishing that he’d saved it from the fire.


If all you have is a hammer, everything looks like a nail, for the prompt Star Wars, Ben/Poe, a shell of yourself 

“I could strip away everything you are,” Ren hisses as he drags Poe’s head back by the hair, “leave you a shell of yourself, can’t fly, can’t even walk, would you like that?”, and despite himself Poe looks past the black clothes and the mask and sees a kid younger than he is, a kid with too much power and not enough control.

“If you could,” he says, struggling to keep his voice even, “you would have done it already.”

He hears Ren growl behind the mask as his anger ignites, and knows he’s right; knows that Ren’s no torturer, that there’s no finesse there and no precision, but then Ren’s rage punches through the Force and into Poe, and Poe’s knowledge is no comfort, for he has no defences left.


Dirge, for the prompt Imperial Radch, Justice of Toren, the ship that would not stop singing

Justice of Toren does not balk at bringing civilisation to the masses. That is justice, after all. But secretly she wonders if the Radch-if Anander Mianaai- will only halt expansion when the whole universe sings the same sad song.   

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Okay, epic fic is epic, and chapters 1-3 are up on AO3. Fic is finished, so more soon to follow. I'm really excited about this one! Check it out!

: A Thousand Days
Fandom: Assassin's Creed
Rating: 15
Warnings: Violence, mention of sex, historical inaccuracy
Summary: The Order is in disarray following Al Mualim's death. Saladin has retreated to Jerusalem as the Crusaders sweep across the Holy Land. As the Assassins' foothold in the city grows more precarious by the day, Malik al-Sayf, rafiq of Jerusalem, recieves an unwelcome message from the Assassins of Alamut.
Jerusalem is ours as much as yours...
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 So, turns out I've not been posting recently. Reason is, I've been working on an epic novel-length fic. (and starting my own business, and moving about twelve thousand miles, again, but that's another story) This is pretty much the first long fic I've finished entirely before posting (I'm usually much more of an instalment writer) and it's been really fun, but it's taken me over six months, and that's not including, edits, or beta reading. I'll post the fic on the journal, and AO3 at the end of the month.

Epics are great-The Dark Tower series, Lord of the Rings, and the 2014 MotoGP season are some of my favourites. What's your favourite epic and why?
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So like nearly everyone else on the Internet, I spend the weekend watching Mad Max, and I still haven't shaken the urge to weld spikes on my VW Polo.
Anyway, like most other people on the Internet, I loved the movie. Who wouldn't? A feminist apocalyptic fantasy set in the desert with cool cars! The plot's similar to my favorite Mad Max movie, the second one (Road Warrior). Charlize Theron is AWESOME. I cannot emphasize this enough. And there's a whole matriarchy of motorcycle wearing grannies and holy shit I think I just found my post-apocalyptic occupation. So here we come to the real purpose of this post: if you've seen the movie too and you're geeking out these two links are REALLY sweet:

Wives, Warlords and Refugees: The People Economy of Mad Max, on Kameron Hurley (yes, that Kameron Hurley, the one who wrote 'We Have Always Fought') 's blog.Thought-provoking and apt, Hurley's blog is always worth a read.

Welcome to Your Steampunk Future (Sorry There's No Water But We Did Put Skulls On Everything) by Mallory on the Toast. The Toast is feminist and fucking hilarious. The comments aren't the best bit, but they're close.

oh and I wrote fic...

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Happy New Year and  Haere mai from New Zealand!

Yes, it's 2015 and it's time for another New Year's post! This year was a pretty good year. Plenty of fic was written, despite (or maybe because of) a fairly challenging workload that's promised to lighten somewhat in early 2015. Books were read, movies watched, games played, scenery seen.

Fics: 10, plus three sentence stories, and the first chapter of A Thousand Days, my final attempt to put the AC fandom to bed. Or something.

The World Against Us Cry: AC: Black Flag. Worrying gay pirate smut. Despite the premise, I think this one's reasonably well written, so if worrying gay pirate porn is your thing, you might wanna give it a go.Edward/Roberts. 

All Ill-Got Gain: AC Black Flag: Consensual pirate smut. Again, I like this one, if only for the sheer number of contemporary resources available. Adewale/Edward. Best read with nobody else in the house and a large rum and coke. 

Never No More:AC Black Flag. Anne Bonny, postgame.Sort of melancholy and a bit weird, I guess.

We All Are Earth: I think this is the best fic I've written this year. Assassin's Creed AU. Kadar/Robert. Looks like 2014 was the year I well and truly embraced the slash. Maria's in this one, and she's pretty cool. Plus her and Kadar have a bromance and gossip about their mutual admiration of Altair.

All That Remains Is The Arms of the Angels: Mass Effect, for lithiumdoll. Thane Krios apocafic. Thane kills a world and then regrets it. Started out long, got short then ended up long again.Maybe should have stayed short? Best read whilst circling a dying sun.

Hunting The Hare: Game of Thrones, for etoilecourageuse. Catelyn Stark/Ned Stark. Hot pools and smutty innuendo for rarepairfest. I'm surprised this pairing doesn't get more love. 

In The Rays of a Beautiful Sun: Guardians of the Galaxy. Fun fluff in keeping with the spirit of the movie. Thanks to the commenter who pointed out that the Enterprise did in fact have weapons (dammit!)

Alaska Route One:Pacific Rim. AU apocalytofic. Stacker and Mako save each other. Written for lithiumdoll. Would have been better if I'd had more time to edit.

All The World's A Stage: AC Black Flag.Blackbeard prequel. Featuring my favourite church! In a world without gold, he could've been -an actor? For smutmonkeyuk.

The Subject Tonight Is Love: Assassin's Creed Malik/OC (and OH DEAR GOD not a selfinsert). The start of the story that ultimately became A Thousand Days.

A Thousand Days (ongoing) Assassin's Creed postgame historical epic. Saladin! Swordfights! Thrilling rooftop chases. Next installment coming soon to a computer near you! Best read with dust in your hair and sweat on your forehead. 

Word count: 75, 354, about 25% over my average yearly 50,000. Pretty good.

Life events: still in NZ, celebrated four year anniversary (yay), took my first scenic flight (probably the closest thing to a spiritual experience I will ever have), climbed some mountains, drank some damn good beer and extended my appreciation to some damn fine port as well.

2015 didn't start out great when our planned activity was cancelled at the last minute (getting up at 5.45 am on New Year's Day was not exactly one of my favorite things ever) and it's about to head steeply downhill what with working the next 2 weeks straight and on call for six of the first eight nights but at least this year nobody's dying. Thank God. 

Haere ra,


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So the remix fics have finally been revealed for Remix _Redux 11! My story Paragons Prefer Blondes (a retelling of silentstephi's fic charming not-quite -romance Wrong Blonde) is up over at AO3. It's the first time I've participated, and it was lots of fun! The idea is that you take someone's story and retell it in a different style. I must add that silentstephi was incredibly gracious about my retelling of her story as a bad romance novel.    

Title: Paragons Prefer Blondes 
Fandom: Dragon Age: Origins 
Pairing: Warden/Anders, Warden/Alistair, Warden/Everyone
Rating: 15, for bad sex jokes rather than actual content
Spoilers: Yes  
Warnings: Bad writing, bad romance, bad sex, bad puns, and bad decisions. You have been warned.
Summary: Varric's newest romance novel isn't going down well with his editor. A rewrite of silentstephi's fic Wrong Blonde.

I don't use a pseudonym...

remix fics

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 The Remix Redux is up at AO3! This remix was a blast and I'll definitely be participating in the future. All the stories are over here on Archive of One's Own.

I was lucky enough to receive an fantastic story: Vows and Honor (The Freedom's Just Another Word Remix), a remix of my Dragon Age fic Heirs of All Eternity by some awesome anonymous author. Go and check it out at AO3 here!  

I wrote a story for the remix as well, and I'll link to it when reveals come through.
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Title: Never No More
Fandom: Assassin's Creed: Black Flag
Rating: PG
Spoilers: Postgame, canonical character death.
Warnings: None
Summary: Years after the events of Assassin's Creed: Black Flag, Anne Bonny receives a letter and recalls an old life. 
But what is become of her since we cannot tell... )
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 I am so, so sorry.

I just really wanted to participate, that's all. The list of qualifying fandoms excluded most of my favourites (Assassin's Creed, Mass Effect, Final Fantasy) and I haven't written enough to be eligible in most of my more recent fandoms (Pacific Rim,Hobbit, Game of Thrones). Dragon Age barely made the cut (six stories, two of them written for the annual scifibigbang and thus over 25,000 words) and about half the fics are older Origins stories. 

So.Feel free to remix one of my other stories (I think the challenge gives that as an option). Or stick with Dragon Age. There's some three sentence fics on my AO3 account as well. Short is good. Long is good, if you're feeling the urge. I will not be offended. Seriously. You could replace every other word with 'biscuit' and I'd still read whatever you wrote. Write your story backwards, sideways, upside down, in the style of Twilight or from the point of view of a chair mentioned in the fourth line of scene two. All I ask is that you have fun.

But if you don't feel like slogging through thirty thousand words of pretty damn depressing story if you just don't like my style, don't feel like you have to. I haven't got the time to write thirty thousand words for this and I'm certainly not expecting it in return.

Dragon Age fic summary:

Long fics:

The Shadow of the Flame. Pre-game Alistair and a bunch of other Templars go on a mission.The mission ends badly.  Gen. Nearly 30,000 words. Warning: depressing and violent.  

A Magician and a Gentleman: Pre-Awakening Anders backstory. Gen, Nearly 30,000 words. Warning: depressing.

Short(er) fics

On A`Sea of Fleur de Lys: Pre-game Leliana. 3,500 words for the femgenficathon 3 years ago.

Red Queen: Post-game Alistair/Isabella, non-explicit. 4000 words.

Heirs of All Eternity: Alistair/Zevran, non-explicit.5200 words for the Not Prime Time ficathon.

A Very Perfect Gentle Knight: Alistair/Morrigan. 2,500 words. Another old one.

So pick your poison. I'm sorry that none of my three sentence fics were eligible (damn those short and punchy sentences). Hopefully you like a challenge.


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I love unexpected Christmas gifts. This Christmas I got a card from the UK that was especially touching simply because it came completely out of the blue. Likewise, I submitted my Pacific Rim Secret Santa fic weeks ago, and it's been busy at work know.

So it was especially great to receive this fic 'Birthdays and Years' from an anonymous benefactor in exchange. It's a great story which can be summed up as 'It takes a Shatterdome to raise a child.' Go read, leave comments and kudos, and take a moment to read the other stories in the exchange.
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Title: The Little Fishes and the Sharks (1/2)
Fandom: Assassin's Creed IV: Black Flag.
Spoilers. Edward Kenway has a ship and a quartermaster' That's all you need to know.
Warnings: Violence, swearing, and sea shanties of questionable taste.
Summary: Adewale is injured. Edward Kenway's solution? To steal a surgeon, of course!

In a hammock, with the waves rocking me like a baby and a bottle of rum in my hand... )
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Title: Yoho (You Only Hang Once)
Fandom: AC4: Black Flag
Spoilers: None.
Summary: Woodes Rogers really hates pirates.

The very words offend my ears... )
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Title: Vegetarianism.
Fandom: AC2
Summary: Written for the prompt 'Leonardo is a vegetarian, but Ezio makes a meal for Leo that includes fish or meat, because he doesn't understand that vegetarianism is a way of life for Leo.'

It's not like you can't afford meat... )

Turned out okay, if you substitute 'offers him some beef jerky' for 'makes a meal'. Leonardo da Vinci fic pretty much writes itself. It's not certain that Leonardo really was a vegetarian, ( the main source for this is a historical novel about his life written some years after his death, but several parts of Leo's dialogue are paraphrased directly from his writings.

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Title: Tea Ceremony
Fandom: Pacific Rim
Spoilers: None
Summary: Written for [personal profile] everbright for the prompt 'Mako Mori and Stacker Pentecost disagree on what constitutes tea. They work it out.'

This is not tea... )
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So I finished AC3 and boy, that was a downer. I confess I had forgotten just how much Ubisoft likes to screw over their protagonists. And I'm not talking about Desmond. Of course, fic followed.

: Land of the Free
Fandom: Assassin's Creed 3
Spoilers: Post-game
Warnings: A mild ship, if you squint.
Summary: Ellen comforts Connor, post-game. Intended to be porn, this degenerated quickly into a conversation about shirts. Shirts and grief.

My father was a traitor to this country, but at least he did not have to live with the choices he had made. )
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Title: These Years and Their Players (A Tale of the Assassins)
Fandom: Assassin's Creed
Spoilers: None
Summary: An Assassin takes a stand against the Templars.

Let me teach you wisdom... )
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(this is not slash)

Title: Hammam
Fandom: Assassin's Creed.
Theme: weather
Prompt: For [ profile] classics_lover on [ profile] comment_fic for the prompt How does Altair deal with the wintry conditions Ezio experiences. Answer : hammams.

Even one who flies must come down to earth eventually... )


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