Jul 30, 2023
@sibilantly - Happy Inceptiversary!!
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@sibilantly - Happy Inceptiversary!!
arthur x saito - untranslatable words
I dream of rain I dream of gardens in the desert sand I wake in pain I dream of love as time runs through my hand I dream of fire These dreams are tied to a horse that will never tire And in the flames Her shadows play in the shape of a man's desire
longshot wips
Going through my sideblog carnographic is a tad bit discouraging, realizing there was a point in time where my mind seemed to be bursting at the seams with potential new aus. but it makes sense in a way, that was when i was first dipping my toes into the inception fandom, and as the years have passed, my creative investment has waned (though not vanished entirely). Nevertheless there are a few stories i started writing but have since lost touch with that i thought were pretty special. i consider my chances of finishing them a longshot. they are as follows the piper at the gates of dawn: Walking alongside the highway, Robin’s only thought was “I need to get out of here”. It didn’t matter where he ended up, so long as it was far away from Alabama. He didn’t expect to wind up in a place he could call home, when home had only ever meant a cage to him. This was a 1960's Dark Knight Rises AU where John flees from a hyper conservative christian cult in a southern bible belt town and ends up on a hippie commune, where a section of its members are plotting for radical revolution. In it Bane has gigantism and John has been forcibly castrated. supermassive pasiv world: As far as missions go, their objective was pretty straightforward: explore known extraterrestrial worlds and document species in the interest of furthering knowledge. Ariadne was still trying to figure out why they were engaging on some hyper-manic version of a wild goose chase instead. I dubbed this verse "HyperFemme" verse, inspired by binge watching James Bond movies followed by Alice in Wonderland movies. In it scientists Cobb, Nash, Ariadne, etc, crashland on a colorful, cartoonish, but seemingly harmless world. In order to have their ship repaired must endeavor to find the thief Arthur BlueBuns for Mr. Eames. It's a dark comedy in which the humans are actually going on an elaborate grocery shopping trip with themselves as main course for a feast. I even have manips of a few of the characters, but I'm not sure the world is ready to see them lmao we ain't going to the church tonight: It's 1987 and Eames has found himself somewhere halfway between the Bible Belt and a hellhole. This was going to be my attempt to make a musical/song fic, that was hopefully just as fun as it was self-aware. In it Eames is looking to turn his life around by following in his father's footsteps and becoming a priest. On their drive through southern United States however they end up in a car crash and Eames awakens to find himself in the town of Virgin Spring Alabama, where everything seems more than a little off. I even had an elaborate scene planned where a group of nun's kills a bus of homophobic football players and bakes them into pies to the tune of "it's raining men" haha
Ask game: F, H, P!
AAH someone asked! Haha I wasn’t expecting that...
F: Share a snippet from one of your favoritedialogue scenes you’ve written and explain why you’re proud of it.
Oh, man, I want to answer this but I have over 800K words on AO3 alone, and the flu.. I will say my favorite stuff I write generally is the banter that’s threaded through with mundane actions, people tossing the conversation back and forth while they make tea or share a meal or do a task. I feel like it makes things more interesting than a ton of he said/he said with nothing else going on. My Remus/Twins story has some great banter in it, and Yours, J as well. Not to mention all the research I did about knitting so Eames could flirt with Arthur while he knits in Specificity...
H: How would you describe your style?
Domestic fluff, full of lush descriptions, comma abuse, and comfort.
P: Are you what George R. R. Martin would callan “architect” or a “gardener”? (How much do you plan inadvance, versus letting the story unfold as you go?)
I’m totally a pantser, to use the nanowrimo term -- no planning here.
@sibilantly - You've been a pillar to this fandom and while you're not as present as you once were, know that you are respected and that your fic is delightful to read. I hope to talk to you more in the near future and thank you for entrusting me with one of the events. I'm really grateful for all the creativity you've brought to this fandom.
@sibilantly - One of my absolute favourite authors and bloggers in this fandom. The pink Saito icon is ICONIC.
I dream of rain I dream of gardens in the desert sand I wake in pain I dream of love as time runs through my hand I dream of fire These dreams are tied to a horse that will never tire And in the flames Her shadows play in the shape of a man’s desire