violsva: Team Rocket cheering (yay)
I got three lovely Yuletide gifts, and yes I am ridiculously lucky.

whistling through these driftwood bones by lady_peony, which is about Miranda (from The Tempest) and is magical and poetic and brilliant.

A Girl Worth Fighting For by prettysophist, which has Mulan! Managing to be perfect and realizing she doesn't have to be and cross-dressing and in love.

Thorns by wolfraven80, which has Morwen and Telemain being decidedly Morwen and Telemain -ish. It's so very much of the Enchanted Forest.

And I wrote one fic, and four drabbles.

My Assignment: Resources and Rescues for coyotegestalt - Cimorene and Morwen talk and run into someone. This was lots of fun.

Drabbles: 12 Dancing Princesses (angsty)
The Man From U.N.C.L.E. (2015) (porn)
Howl's Moving Castle (parenting)
Scott Pilgrim (female friendship)

And they all seem to have been pretty well-received.

And I also wrote Mine Is Forever, a short sequel to Just How This Would End, for Consulting Piskies for Christmas. Because I have a girlfriend, you guys. <3_<3

And I have two BBC Sherlock ficlets hanging around that I think I haven't mentioned here. (I am writing this while pretending that half of my tumblr dash isn't off watching the special. I find the contrast between the Victorian trappings and the BBC actors and characterization to be really upsetting somehow.) Anyway. All Was Absolute Silence Behind Us is a missing scene for Faerymorstan's fix-it Johnlockary Biscuitverse, and Utility is basically a meta theory in drabble form.

Yuletidings

Jan. 1st, 2015 05:23 pm
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Okay, so my Yuletide presents were The Adventure of the Great Heart by donutsweeper and The Red-Furred League by Rosencrantz (Great Mouse Detective) and The First Goblin Market by Neshnyt_Jackalsson and Hellspawn by sweetcarolanne and Tantalus by El Staplador (Goblin Market) and yes, I got five gifts and they are all wonderful and I am ridiculously lucky.

And I wrote:

Title: From the Presence of the Sun for kitsunealyc
Author: Violsva
Fandom: Midsummer Night's Dream, Greek Mythology
Rating: M
Warnings/Enticements: Infidelity, Fairies
Word Count: 1827
Summary: They ring the world, and decide their politics and goals behind the lesser shorter lives of men, and interfere when it suits them, and laugh at rules, and make their own; and every act of theirs is known by its reflection in the lives of those they scorn and taunt and swive.

And

Title: Come Through Stone Walls for breathedout
Author: Violsva
Fandom: Carmilla (the book)
Rating: E
Warnings/Enticements: This is actually just 1800 words of slightly creepy lesbian porn
Word Count: 1806
Summary: I saw, or fancied I saw, the room and its furniture just as I had seen it last, except that it was very dark, and I saw something moving round the foot of the bed, which at first I could not accurately distinguish.

And drabbles in The Circle of Magic, Goblin Market, Pride (Steph + Joe), Othello, Pride again (Cliff), and Carmilla (the show).

And also I've been writing drabbles all month - Carmilla (Laura and LaFontaine), Carmilla (The Dean), and BBC Sherlock, but specifically verymorstan's threesome semi-AU.

Wow, that was a lot of links.

Rarewomen!

May. 11th, 2014 12:17 pm
violsva: Geoffrey Tennant, offering a skull (have a skull)
So Flamebyrd wrote me a fic! It's called Challenging sweetheart heartlessly and it's adorable.

And here is mine:

Title: in her own defense
Author: Violsva
Fandom: Discworld, Hamlet
Rating: G
Warnings/Enticements: Mentions of Suicide, Crossover
Word Count: 1371
Summary: Susan is not good at sympathy, but luckily that’s not what’s needed.

On AO3.

Also a week ago I wrote a smutty Holmes/Watson/Mary drabble.
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William Shakespeare

Th’ expense of spirit in a waste of shame
Is lust in action; and till action, lust
Is perjured, murd’rous, bloody, full of blame,
Savage, extreme, rude, cruel, not to trust,
Enjoyed no sooner but despisèd straight,
Past reason hunted; and no sooner had
Past reason hated as a swallowed bait
On purpose laid to make the taker mad;
Mad in pursuit and in possession so,
Had, having, and in quest to have, extreme;
A bliss in proof and proved, a very woe;
Before, a joy proposed; behind, a dream.
All this the world well knows; yet none knows well
To shun the heaven that leads men to this hell.
violsva: Sidney Paget illustration of Holmes and Watson, seated, with the caption "Cut out the poetry, Watson" (Holmes)
My gift was from Ancalime. Yay and thanks!

My main fic:

Title: With This Night's Revels
Author: Violsva
Fandom: 16th Century CE RPF, British Writer RPF
Rating: M
Warnings/Enticements: Gratuitous Period Cameos, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Bar fights, Sexual Content
Word Count: 2644
Summary: A writer goes to a pub, and gets in a fight. But it’s a different time, and a different pub, and this time he brought a friend.

Here it is.

Also drabbles, in fandoms The Last of the Wine, Mulan, Shakespeare, more Shakespeare, Miss Marple, Lord Peter Wimsey, Hobbes and Bacon, and Call Me Maybe.
violsva: Sidney Paget illustration of Holmes and Watson, seated, with the caption "Cut out the poetry, Watson" (Holmes)
Excerpt from Shakespeare's lost play, The Aduentures of Sherlocke Holmes, Prince of Deduction.

Holmes. What's that? It's witchcraft? No, it's simply art,
Not artifice, not magic, just my eyes. I see
What all see, Watson, but I then observe,
I think, I make conclusions. Any man
Could do it, but no other man has tried.

Watson. Not any man, I think. You're marvelous.
I know your methods, but I cannot learn
One half of what you see. I say again
That, if not witchcraft, then you are a god -
Say witchcraft, or make me idolatrous.

Holmes. Blasphemous, either way. But there's no time
To argue details of theology.
I hear a knock; Watson, the game's afoot.
Just sit and take your notebook; you assist
Immeasurably.

Enter the King of Bohemia, masked.

King.
Have you got my note?
I must insist this matter be privy
Between us, and no other ear intrude
Upon our counsels.

Watson. I -

Holmes. No, prithee, sit.
The doctor is my closest trusted friend.
No word that I hear shall be barred from him.
Go on.


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