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Five fic writers you read who you think are awesome but who might not be widely known about
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sperrywink Yes she's my friend but she's also a really good writer that doesn't get enough attention imo. She writes in multiple fandoms, has a deft hand with crossovers and isn't afraid to get stuck into a good sex scene. She has her stories on LJ, DW and also AO3 here. Her Mikey/Pete series Fumbling with the Blues is so good, as is What Dreams May Come, a awesome Frank/Mikey
frausorge Lesa's writing is beautiful and she has the enviable knack of being able to write both short and long stories that draw you in and keep hold. She has this amazing series about Pete who has multiple personalties, and I love it so much. The first is Wind His Branches Round
nokomis305. So much long, plotty gen, and I love that stuff. Fic tag list
snakevsladder, though I suspect she's pretty well known. I've admired her Pete/Mikey stories for a long time. She writes them amazingly well.
themoononastick She has all these amazing stories and her WIPs lists give me heart-eyes. She wrote a fantastic Mikey/Ryan story And I Feel Fine and gave me glee when you wrote something set in my Tints verse ( this feels horribly self
indulgent to link to, but she got the feel of the verse beautifully ) Sunset Skies but she's also got a load of other great stuff right here
What are five things you would have done with the poor, poor chives if they'd lived?
You know, I have no idea. All I've done with chives previously is snipped them up and put them on top of cheese sandwiches. This is probably why they didn't live, they wanted to go to a cook that actually knew what they were doing so in protest just lay there dormant and died. Stupid chives!
five things you like about alternate reality fiction(tvshows/fic/books etc)
That one small element can change things so completely, and that AR fiction can show that well. Like, fic wise, what would have happened if Bob said no to joining MCR, or Pete wasn't checking his LJ and so Ryan's comments never reached their target. Stuff like that is interesting to think about.
It also allows us to examine how people change in different circumstance. We were discussing Sliders and in that there's all these different versions of Quinn and the others. Each different reality doesn't have the same character just with different events going around them, they're different in nature and appearance and behaviour, so many things, and I think that's really cool.
I like the world building that goes into AR fic, that they're showing us our world but it's also different. I mean, the sky's the limit in terms of how these different realities can go. A good writer can make me believe anything, Earth is now run by kangaroo people, awesome, just tell me how and why that happened.
In a situation where characters can cross realities I like it leads to the possibility of same person sex. I don't understand why there's not a million fics about Quinn having sex with himself. I'd read them.
Okay, yeah, I'm stuck on that point now. Also that DR Mikey needs to go and have sex with Honey Mikey. Debauchery all around!
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Top five rare pairings you wish weren't so rare
I'm sure this is no surprise, but Mikey/Ryan. It makes sense! They get to sit around and be all hot and bony and stare'y. They like animals and make-up and music. They both had sex with Pete, they both like to be random on twitter before going missing for months. They both rock at the tambourine, they both enjoy an ugly hat. WHY DO MORE PEOPLE NOT SEE THAT THEY ARE MEANT TO BE?!
Mikey/Frank. There's a sad lack of good fic for them and I don't get why. BFF pairings are the best kinds of pairings. They lived together for goodness sake! Frank texted Mikey constantly when Mikey was off on his break. They go together so well and obviously like each other and balance each other out.
Ryan/Jon. I'm not actually sure if this is rare as I'm more in the MCR side of things, but I love that pairing like burning and I never seem to see enough stories for them.
Pete/Joe. I understand why it happens as the Pete/Patrick is so obvious, but Pete and Joe have known each other forever and maybe Pete doesn't go snuggling with him on stage but it doesn't mean they can't get up to dirty hotness in private.
Mikey/Gabe. They worked the scene together, Gabe has admitted to making out with Mikey and yet so little fic. What's up with that fandom?
Also, 5a. Where is the Alex/Nate people? Hot. Like. Burning!
Top five AU scenarios involving Mikey and Ryan
The first one has to be when Mikey helped Ryan renovate his house with the moat. How they sat with their feet in the water and just stared creepily until Spencer came along and did all the actual work.
Oh wait, that's not AU is it? Damn, okay, but that can stay as a shining example of something that could happen.
Now you may not have noticed but I like putting Mikey and Ryan in horrible situations, so number one is slave fic. Where they're chained up, either in cages in wagons or with shackles with the other slaves and are forced to exist on stale bread and water and spend the nights huddled together for warmth. Meanwhile Spencer and Gerard are frantically looking for them.
Hooker fic! Where they're both fucked up in the head and don't believe they're worth anything except for selling their bodies and bond over long silences and unspoken knowledge that they're both hiding behind shields that block others from seeing how much they're hurting. I may be writing this right now
They haven't actually met in the Sound Tracking verse, but they've got pretty similar pasts in some ways and one day Ryan will end up at Pete's and they'll go and look at Brendon's vorwuls, just watching as they walk the pens and the suns would be bright and the grass green under their feet and Ryan would be all, "Do the nightmares ever stop?" And Mikey would just shrug and remember the countless times he wakes up screaming and held by Frank and Pete and then say, "No, but they get easier to deal with." My Mikey and Ryan have a friendship built on very few words, and I am fine with that.
To show I'm not all pain and angst, I think they'd run an amazing animal shelter together. Ryan would keep taking in more abandoned dogs and Mikey cats and they'd have an ongoing argument about how the cats don't need outfits and then would compromise with spiffy bandannas for collars on the dogs and they'd constantly be covered in hair and scratches on their arms and paw prints on their clothes but neither would care. Just cuddle the animals and Mikey would use his every contact to get funding and Ryan would write pages long descriptions of each animal to go on the cages and website and at the end of the day they'd go and make weird sandwiches and watch TV and fall asleep curled together on the couch.
Mikey and Ryan the androids that are perfect during the day, expressionless and words careful, but as soon as their owners leave the room they're living it up, laughing and talking and having happy android sex. Then Mikey is taken away to be replaced by a newer model and Ryan stands at the window watching and is all NOOOOOOOOO!!!
ETA: There is vegetable casting MCR and android!Mikey/Android/Ryan ideas going on in comments over at LJ and Spencer/Brendon going on at DW. You guys are the best!
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dr_jasleyFive fic writers you read who you think are awesome but who might not be widely known about
sperrywink Yes she's my friend but she's also a really good writer that doesn't get enough attention imo. She writes in multiple fandoms, has a deft hand with crossovers and isn't afraid to get stuck into a good sex scene. She has her stories on LJ, DW and also AO3 here. Her Mikey/Pete series Fumbling with the Blues is so good, as is What Dreams May Come, a awesome Frank/Mikeyfrausorge Lesa's writing is beautiful and she has the enviable knack of being able to write both short and long stories that draw you in and keep hold. She has this amazing series about Pete who has multiple personalties, and I love it so much. The first is Wind His Branches Roundnokomis305. So much long, plotty gen, and I love that stuff. Fic tag listsnakevsladder, though I suspect she's pretty well known. I've admired her Pete/Mikey stories for a long time. She writes them amazingly well.themoononastick She has all these amazing stories and her WIPs lists give me heart-eyes. She wrote a fantastic Mikey/Ryan story And I Feel Fine and gave me glee when you wrote something set in my Tints verse ( this feels horribly selfindulgent to link to, but she got the feel of the verse beautifully ) Sunset Skies but she's also got a load of other great stuff right here
What are five things you would have done with the poor, poor chives if they'd lived?
You know, I have no idea. All I've done with chives previously is snipped them up and put them on top of cheese sandwiches. This is probably why they didn't live, they wanted to go to a cook that actually knew what they were doing so in protest just lay there dormant and died. Stupid chives!
five things you like about alternate reality fiction(tvshows/fic/books etc)
That one small element can change things so completely, and that AR fiction can show that well. Like, fic wise, what would have happened if Bob said no to joining MCR, or Pete wasn't checking his LJ and so Ryan's comments never reached their target. Stuff like that is interesting to think about.
It also allows us to examine how people change in different circumstance. We were discussing Sliders and in that there's all these different versions of Quinn and the others. Each different reality doesn't have the same character just with different events going around them, they're different in nature and appearance and behaviour, so many things, and I think that's really cool.
I like the world building that goes into AR fic, that they're showing us our world but it's also different. I mean, the sky's the limit in terms of how these different realities can go. A good writer can make me believe anything, Earth is now run by kangaroo people, awesome, just tell me how and why that happened.
In a situation where characters can cross realities I like it leads to the possibility of same person sex. I don't understand why there's not a million fics about Quinn having sex with himself. I'd read them.
Okay, yeah, I'm stuck on that point now. Also that DR Mikey needs to go and have sex with Honey Mikey. Debauchery all around!
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inacityliningTop five rare pairings you wish weren't so rare
I'm sure this is no surprise, but Mikey/Ryan. It makes sense! They get to sit around and be all hot and bony and stare'y. They like animals and make-up and music. They both had sex with Pete, they both like to be random on twitter before going missing for months. They both rock at the tambourine, they both enjoy an ugly hat. WHY DO MORE PEOPLE NOT SEE THAT THEY ARE MEANT TO BE?!
Mikey/Frank. There's a sad lack of good fic for them and I don't get why. BFF pairings are the best kinds of pairings. They lived together for goodness sake! Frank texted Mikey constantly when Mikey was off on his break. They go together so well and obviously like each other and balance each other out.
Ryan/Jon. I'm not actually sure if this is rare as I'm more in the MCR side of things, but I love that pairing like burning and I never seem to see enough stories for them.
Pete/Joe. I understand why it happens as the Pete/Patrick is so obvious, but Pete and Joe have known each other forever and maybe Pete doesn't go snuggling with him on stage but it doesn't mean they can't get up to dirty hotness in private.
Mikey/Gabe. They worked the scene together, Gabe has admitted to making out with Mikey and yet so little fic. What's up with that fandom?
Also, 5a. Where is the Alex/Nate people? Hot. Like. Burning!
Top five AU scenarios involving Mikey and Ryan
The first one has to be when Mikey helped Ryan renovate his house with the moat. How they sat with their feet in the water and just stared creepily until Spencer came along and did all the actual work.
Oh wait, that's not AU is it? Damn, okay, but that can stay as a shining example of something that could happen.
Now you may not have noticed but I like putting Mikey and Ryan in horrible situations, so number one is slave fic. Where they're chained up, either in cages in wagons or with shackles with the other slaves and are forced to exist on stale bread and water and spend the nights huddled together for warmth. Meanwhile Spencer and Gerard are frantically looking for them.
Hooker fic! Where they're both fucked up in the head and don't believe they're worth anything except for selling their bodies and bond over long silences and unspoken knowledge that they're both hiding behind shields that block others from seeing how much they're hurting. I may be writing this right now
They haven't actually met in the Sound Tracking verse, but they've got pretty similar pasts in some ways and one day Ryan will end up at Pete's and they'll go and look at Brendon's vorwuls, just watching as they walk the pens and the suns would be bright and the grass green under their feet and Ryan would be all, "Do the nightmares ever stop?" And Mikey would just shrug and remember the countless times he wakes up screaming and held by Frank and Pete and then say, "No, but they get easier to deal with." My Mikey and Ryan have a friendship built on very few words, and I am fine with that.
To show I'm not all pain and angst, I think they'd run an amazing animal shelter together. Ryan would keep taking in more abandoned dogs and Mikey cats and they'd have an ongoing argument about how the cats don't need outfits and then would compromise with spiffy bandannas for collars on the dogs and they'd constantly be covered in hair and scratches on their arms and paw prints on their clothes but neither would care. Just cuddle the animals and Mikey would use his every contact to get funding and Ryan would write pages long descriptions of each animal to go on the cages and website and at the end of the day they'd go and make weird sandwiches and watch TV and fall asleep curled together on the couch.
Mikey and Ryan the androids that are perfect during the day, expressionless and words careful, but as soon as their owners leave the room they're living it up, laughing and talking and having happy android sex. Then Mikey is taken away to be replaced by a newer model and Ryan stands at the window watching and is all NOOOOOOOOO!!!
ETA: There is vegetable casting MCR and android!Mikey/Android/Ryan ideas going on in comments over at LJ and Spencer/Brendon going on at DW. You guys are the best!
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They'd known each other longer, of course--several years, spent as seeds, stored in the same bin and eventually tucked into the same seed packet, but it wasn't until warm sun and cool water and plenty of dirt that they started to put out roots, put out their fronds, wake up and see the other one next to them.
"Hi," Pete said, and thrashed his fronds around outrageously, a little shorter but a lot wilder than Mikey's tall spikey greens.
Mikey didn't say anything right away, just rustled his fronds a little, discouragingly. But over the next few days he started growing in that direction, more and more, even though Pete was planted slightly to the north and the sun was the other way.
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Mikey grew toward Pete even thought the sun was the other way. There are not enough hearts to express my love <333333333333
Over on DW I'm bring bribed to write android fic with tentacle fic rewards and here you are with garden Mikey/Pete.
Fandom is awesome!
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"What?" Mikey whispered back. The other carrots drowsed around them, leafy tops slightly drooped. Mikey let the breeze blow his greens over Pete's, felt Pete's leaves touch his back.
"Can you feel that?" Pete said, and suddenly Mikey could: the thinnest, faintest touch brushing up against on his long skinny taproot, hair-thin and delicate.
"Yes," he said, not knowing what else to say, and Pete rustled a little awkwardly.
"It started growing that way all on it's own," he said, a touch defensively, "I didn't mean to. I'm not into that sort of thing. I keep my roots to myself."
"It's okay," Mikey said, and was a little surprised to discover it really was.
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Sometimes, when the wind blew hard, he could feel Pete move--not just his leaves, but Pete's taproot itself, shifting in the dirt, quivering. Pete's leaves were fuller, they caught the wind more, and sometimes Pete almost seemed like he was going to blow completely away, come uprooted and vanish.
"Mikey," Pete would say when the wind blew hardest, quiet and scared and Mikey would tighten his roots as much as he could and hold on.
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"I'm cold," Pete complained, his greens laced in with Mikey's. They were alone in the box now, all the other carrots had been pulled long ago. Gerard had gone away a few weeks earlier, and Mikey could see the little trophy in the windowsill of the house: a golden pepper, with Best In Show underneath it. Ray had gone, although Mikey was a little suspicious of the gleam in The Gardener's eye when she measured his full length before picking him.
Even Frank and Jamia were gone, after shepherding in an entire swarm of little courgettelets, who flowered and bloomed even in the shortening days.
"She'll come for us soon," Mikey said once, quietly. "We're the only ones left." Pete leaned in and didn't respond for a long time. His taproot was thick and a bit knobbly now, stretching deep into the box, and they had grown close together, their crowns almost touching.
"She'll have to take us together," Pete said finally, and Mikey couldn't help it. He started to laugh, and it was relieved and uncomplicated and happy. Pete rustled to himself, pleased, and Mikey let his fronds tangle a bit more securely into Pete's.
"Yeah," Mikey said, peacefully. "Okay."
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The way their roots entwine, how Pete nearly blew away -- and you got actual issues in a story about vegetables. You are amazing and the jokes about Ray and all the other vegetables. Jamia and Frank and the babies and just!
I may not be able to eat my carrots now.
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Hooray carrots! I have saved you from a culinary grave! (I think you should just pick out a likely pair and stick signs in the dirt next to them, with a bartskull on one and glasses on the other. And take pictures.)
I had a bad moment when I was driving home and realized that I had actually written VEGETABLE DEATHFIC, and almost drove off the road laughing. I hit the last part and was like "...oh shit, summer's almost over." So I just tried to think of non-sad things to happen to them all. (Also, I don't know if you noticed, but I worked in some
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If I end up sitting in my garden with pens, paper and my camera I'm going to blame you!
I did see
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"You're crowding me," Mikey grumbled instead. His taproot had really grown over the past summer, and The Gardener had planted them a bit too close together to start with, so by now Pete was pressed all the way up against him, only a thin cloak of dirt and their rootlets filling the spaces between them. When The Gardener finally pulled them up, they'd both be uprooted. Mikey liked the thought. He didn't want to be in the pot without Pete.
"I'm cold," Pete explained innocently, and Mikey rustled in fake annoyance. But he didn't try to push Pete away.
The Gardener came out now and then, pulled dead stems and stalks from the ground. Mikey didn't watch the day she took Gerard's bush away to the compost pile, even though Gerard himself was long gone. Pete told him stories about sunshine, and Mikey let himself pretend it was summer again, until it was all over.
She never came for them.
"Aren't you going to get those two last carrots?" The Man Standing Next To The Gardener said, one evening when the wind was icy and there was frost on the ground.
"Nope," The Gardener said, and picked up a watering can. The water was cold but so good, and Mikey was so cold now anyway he didn't care, cold all the time, drowsy and dreamy and slow. It soaked into him, into Pete, he could feel it filling them both up.
"Why not?"
The Gardener put the can away. "I want to leave them in the ground over the winter." She brushed her hand over their greens, and it felt almost as good as when Pete did it. "Then in the spring, they'll flower."
"Carrots have flowers?"
"Yes." The Gardener looked happy. "And then they go to seed. This way I can keep them going. I've got seeds saved from that Britney pepper, too, and the courgettes."
"Not to mention that cucumber," The Man Standing Next To The Gardener said, grinning, and The Gardener went pink.
"Flowers," murmured Pete happily.
"Seeds," Mikey murmured back, and let himself drift off a bit, dreaming about next summer, hot and humid; about Pete's flower stalk growing tall next to his in the spring; about a new pepper growing in Gerard's pot, brightly colored and happy; about Frank and Jamia and Ray's seedlings coming back into the garden.
"Next year," Pete said blurrily, a promise, and then they were sleeping.
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Man, this was beautiful. They have flowers and they fell asleep together thinking of summer and sunshine. Their friends and family coming back.
I love this, so very much. Thank you!
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I'm really glad you liked it, honey. [happy]
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They were so sweet and plant-full and I felt for Pete's instability and Mikey's okayness with root-touching, hee!
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And Mikey is totally okay with root-touching now. [grins] Even Pete got over his weirdness about touching another carrot's root, and he enjoys it too. In fact, sometimes he's the one who starts it, tightening his roots just that little bit to make Mikey's leaves rustle and turn bright green. They just sit there in the warm sun, feeling the roots around themselves and letting their fronds touch and rustle back and forth while Gerard yells about his eyes, he's going blind and Ray teases them about "how remarkably full your leaves look, Mikeyway, are you getting extra water from The Gardener? You look all...turgid".
Frank and Jamia would join in the teasing, but Frank's a little occupied. Jamia's finished flowering and she's started to swell, her little courgette getting bigger and greener, and just, well. He is ONLY ONE COURGETTE, you know. So he's a little distracted. :)
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