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damkiannaFirst, a meme! From various places, I forget whose journal I saw it on first.
1. Write down the names of 10 characters.
2. Write a fic of fifteen words or fewer for every prompt, using the characters determined by the numbers. Do NOT read the prompts before you do step 1.
1. Harry Dresden (Dresden Files)
2. Morgana (Merlin)
3. Gwen (Merlin)
4. Karrin Murphy (Dresden Files)
5. Hellboy (Hellboy [movie])
6. Arthur (Merlin)
7. Susan Rodriguez (Dresden Files)
8. Merlin (Merlin)
9. Liz Sherman (Hellboy [movie])
10. John Myers (Hellboy [movie])
I ... failed utterly at sticking to the letter of this meme; apparently I'm almost incapable of expressing myself in exactly/under fifteen words. But I kept them all to under twenty-five words, at least. >.> <.< That totally counts. Also, the lack of variety in fandoms is a little pathetic. /o\ I am so bad at branching out.
First time - 4 and 6 (Karrin/Arthur ... sort of):
"I understand how hard it must be not to throw yourself at me-"
"... Yeah, it's a real strain," Karrin agreed.
Angst - 7 (Susan):
Sometimes she wished Harry had killed her; it might have beat constantly wanting to tear people's throats out.
AU - 1 and 8 (Harry and Merlin):
"Next time, maybe don't antagonize the interplanetary crime lord," Harry said, switching off his lightsaber.
"Yes, Master," Merlin said sheepishly.
Threesome - 3, 6, and 9 (Gwen/Arthur/Liz):
"Best crack in space-time I ever fell through," Liz said, panting.
Hurt-comfort - 5 and 10 (Hellboy/John):
"Oh, shut up, you're lucky you're not dead," Myers snapped, but his hands on the bandage were gentle.
Crack - 1 (Harry):
"Wait a minute - you need my help because Santa Claus is gunning for you?" Harry said. "Seriously?"
Horror - 10 (John):
"My perspective on the whole 'monster' thing has changed a little," John said, smiling with way too many teeth.
Babyfic - 5 and 9 (Hellboy and Liz):
"And here I was hoping there was only one of you," Liz said, staring down at the green-skinned baby on the step.
Dark - 2 and 8 (Morgana and Merlin):
"Arthur's never going to forgive us for this."
"No, he isn't," Merlin said, and called up the firestorm.
Romance - 4 and 7 (Karrin/Susan):
"Well, we defeated the forces of evil," Susan said. "That's kind of romantic."
"That doesn't make it a good first date," Karrin said, laughing.
Deathfic - 2 and 3 (Morgana and Gwen):
"We'll carry him to Avalon," Morgana said, low and comforting, a promise, "and he will rise again."
Kind of figures my first genuine postage of fic would be a bunch of teeny chunks that'll never go anywhere. Although I am actually almost tempted to keep going with a couple of those - never mind the eighty billion things I ought to finish first. Curse you, finals week. I shake my fist in your general direction.
In the unfunny business end of things, I almost cried in Human Cultures today, out of sheer frustration-by-proxy. We finished up the second half of the final part of A Kalahari Family, the documentary by John Marshall, and jesus. Every single time there was a clip of yet another white "expert" talking about how the !Kung were so ~close to nature~, I wanted to punch somebody in the face, because it was so transparently an excuse to keep on failing to actually do anything helpful - like, say, get supplies to fix the pumps needed to keep the !Kung farms running. (Which, I might add, were only broken in the first place by elephants, who, according to Marshall, are not native to the area; they were brought in to give tourists something ~African~ to goggle at.) It was disgusting.
I will say it made me really glad I decided to start using Kiva: I'm not completely useless! Mostly useless, sure, but not completely! \o/
My to-do list at the moment mostly consists of my Human Cultures film journal, which is due next Wednesday, and starting to study for both the last Human Cultures quiz (also Wednesday) and my World Lit final (Thursday, aka the first day of final exams). No matter how many semesters I do this, I'm always so blindsided by finals. The end of the semester seemed so far away before Thanksgiving!
1. Write down the names of 10 characters.
2. Write a fic of fifteen words or fewer for every prompt, using the characters determined by the numbers. Do NOT read the prompts before you do step 1.
1. Harry Dresden (Dresden Files)
2. Morgana (Merlin)
3. Gwen (Merlin)
4. Karrin Murphy (Dresden Files)
5. Hellboy (Hellboy [movie])
6. Arthur (Merlin)
7. Susan Rodriguez (Dresden Files)
8. Merlin (Merlin)
9. Liz Sherman (Hellboy [movie])
10. John Myers (Hellboy [movie])
I ... failed utterly at sticking to the letter of this meme; apparently I'm almost incapable of expressing myself in exactly/under fifteen words. But I kept them all to under twenty-five words, at least. >.> <.< That totally counts. Also, the lack of variety in fandoms is a little pathetic. /o\ I am so bad at branching out.
First time - 4 and 6 (Karrin/Arthur ... sort of):
"I understand how hard it must be not to throw yourself at me-"
"... Yeah, it's a real strain," Karrin agreed.
Angst - 7 (Susan):
Sometimes she wished Harry had killed her; it might have beat constantly wanting to tear people's throats out.
AU - 1 and 8 (Harry and Merlin):
"Next time, maybe don't antagonize the interplanetary crime lord," Harry said, switching off his lightsaber.
"Yes, Master," Merlin said sheepishly.
Threesome - 3, 6, and 9 (Gwen/Arthur/Liz):
"Best crack in space-time I ever fell through," Liz said, panting.
Hurt-comfort - 5 and 10 (Hellboy/John):
"Oh, shut up, you're lucky you're not dead," Myers snapped, but his hands on the bandage were gentle.
Crack - 1 (Harry):
"Wait a minute - you need my help because Santa Claus is gunning for you?" Harry said. "Seriously?"
Horror - 10 (John):
"My perspective on the whole 'monster' thing has changed a little," John said, smiling with way too many teeth.
Babyfic - 5 and 9 (Hellboy and Liz):
"And here I was hoping there was only one of you," Liz said, staring down at the green-skinned baby on the step.
Dark - 2 and 8 (Morgana and Merlin):
"Arthur's never going to forgive us for this."
"No, he isn't," Merlin said, and called up the firestorm.
Romance - 4 and 7 (Karrin/Susan):
"Well, we defeated the forces of evil," Susan said. "That's kind of romantic."
"That doesn't make it a good first date," Karrin said, laughing.
Deathfic - 2 and 3 (Morgana and Gwen):
"We'll carry him to Avalon," Morgana said, low and comforting, a promise, "and he will rise again."
Kind of figures my first genuine postage of fic would be a bunch of teeny chunks that'll never go anywhere. Although I am actually almost tempted to keep going with a couple of those - never mind the eighty billion things I ought to finish first. Curse you, finals week. I shake my fist in your general direction.
In the unfunny business end of things, I almost cried in Human Cultures today, out of sheer frustration-by-proxy. We finished up the second half of the final part of A Kalahari Family, the documentary by John Marshall, and jesus. Every single time there was a clip of yet another white "expert" talking about how the !Kung were so ~close to nature~, I wanted to punch somebody in the face, because it was so transparently an excuse to keep on failing to actually do anything helpful - like, say, get supplies to fix the pumps needed to keep the !Kung farms running. (Which, I might add, were only broken in the first place by elephants, who, according to Marshall, are not native to the area; they were brought in to give tourists something ~African~ to goggle at.) It was disgusting.
I will say it made me really glad I decided to start using Kiva: I'm not completely useless! Mostly useless, sure, but not completely! \o/
My to-do list at the moment mostly consists of my Human Cultures film journal, which is due next Wednesday, and starting to study for both the last Human Cultures quiz (also Wednesday) and my World Lit final (Thursday, aka the first day of final exams). No matter how many semesters I do this, I'm always so blindsided by finals. The end of the semester seemed so far away before Thanksgiving!