Thia Kerrigan's Unused Alt

Show me the starlight in your eyes. Only silence here.

[thiagoneagain]

We Started Out All Wrong

Today I posted the last chapter of a fic I started in late 2020.

We Started Out All Wrong started as my usual character-driven smut (heh) and grew and changed. It's a bit of a tangled mess honestly, and it's pretty easy to feel the shape of the three different Thias who wrote it. But I've finished the damn thing, and it's not bad. It isn't consistent, it trips over itself, it starts out trying to be fun smut and then gets kinda bogged down in worldbuilding. But I've been trying to finish it for six damn years, and now it's done, and I cried while I was writing the postscript because I have never finished a story this long before and something that felt broken now feels slightly less so.

It's E-rated, so only click if you're alright with that.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/26495071/chapters/64569589

[thiagoneagain]

We Started Out All Wrong

Today I posted the last chapter of a fic I started in late 2020.

We Started Out All Wrong started as my usual character-driven smut (heh) and grew and changed. It's a bit of a tangled mess honestly, and it's pretty easy to feel the shape of the three different Thias who wrote it. But I've finished the damn thing, and it's not bad. It isn't consistent, it trips over itself, it starts out trying to be fun smut and then gets kinda bogged down in worldbuilding. But I've been trying to finish it for six damn years, and now it's done, and I cried while I was writing the postscript because I have never finished a story this long before and something that felt broken now feels slightly less so.

It's E-rated, so only click if you're alright with that.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/26495071/chapters/64569589

[thiagoneagain]

So I signed up for @spopbigbang again and this time I managed to finish the thing...! Here's a preview of The Orrery, a fic where every one of Etheria's twelve moons heralds a different kind of ghost story and a different kind of mourning:

For one perfect moment, she let herself believe. She lay very still and didn't turn around. If she looked, it would be what it was. If she kept her eyes forward and breathed and catalogued everything - the specific temperature that Catra ran, always hotter than her, even in the coldest barracks winters Adora had been the one shivering while Catra complained about the heat; the rhythm of breathing that she'd memorised years ago by sleeping ten feet away from it in a barracks room and never quite forgetting - then it was possible. It was possible that she'd been wrong about the portal, wrong about the switch, wrong about everything. It was possible that the world had snapped back to something workable. It was possible that this was simply Catra, here, in the way that she existed in a bed, and everything was fine. She counted five breaths. Don't look. Then ten. Don't look. DON'T- She hauled herself around, slow, stuttering, the pit in her stomach yawning in dread at the thought of seeing those hollow eyes again. The space beside her was empty. The sheets were cool to the touch. No indent in the pillow. No sign that anyone had been there at all except for the lingering warmth already fading from her back. She sat up, heart hammering so hard she thought it might break through her ribs. The room was empty. Just her, the slow-spreading morning light, and the crushing certainty that she had been alone all along.

Be ready for May 12th - The Orrery and a whole bunch of fantastic She-Ra fanfics are coming for you!

[tlirsgender]

I keep calling a certain style of sci-fi Crunchy and not explaining what I mean by this but I trust you all understand intuitively

[tlirsgender]

Crunchy sci-fi moodboard

Heavy, sturdy technology

Tactile buttons, switches

Exposed machinery

Sand getting stuck in everything

Ice and snow also being a pain in the ass

Just a general grit and gunk

Actually practical clothing

This type of vibe can also coexist with the Wetness but in my mind that's a different thing. The original star wars trilogy is crunchy, Alien (1979) is crunchy and wet. You understand

[tlirsgender]

There's crunchy sci-fi (see above) and wet sci-fi (self explanatory) but another less common aesthetic texture is Chewy. Kind of a softer crunch while still having substance to it, cleaner, more colorful. Sci-fi was chewy for a brief moment in the 1960s

[hernymills]

what're we calling the opposite? like, star trek 2009? shiny sci-fi? sleek? or is it a spectrum with two ends like that?

[purlturtle]

Glassy? Glossy? Polished? Lacquered?

[thiagoneagain]

Chatoyant?

I'm thinking stratified, some bits with lens flare, some without, very sedimentary, created over a long time from lots of different events, etc etc.

if you wanted to stick with mouthfeels, then, uh, that one taco bell commercial?

[gemsandjunk]

For any relocated TikTok users

you can say sex and kill its fine

If you don't have a profile picture people will assume you're a bot

theres barely an algorithm, if you want to see cool shit reblog things instead of just liking them

follower count doesnt matter

tumblr fame gets you one thing and it is Yelled At

no one knows what the fuck the nsfw policy is

block anyone that annoys you even a little bit

And most importantly:

post cringe

[jack-of-blades]

Grabbing you guys for the shoulders so tightly as I say you have to reblog things regardless of how old it is, this is the show and tell website

[thiagoneagain]

i'm still learning this. the algorithm site that burned me the most is honestly youtube, i have long since learned not to like anything unless I am fantastically certain beyond all doubt and then some that the algorithm won't then go:

"Aha. You liked this video. You know who else has interacted with videos that have some of the same words in them? A bunch of horrible manchildren halfway down the fascist pipeline! Here, have a shit ton of angry young white men treating the very concept of diversity and inclusion as some kind of satanic baby-eating conspiracy. Have fun!"

[thiagoneagain]

The more Star Trek fanfic nibbles accumulate in the enormous folder of absolute dross I call my Drafts, the more I respect the hell out of the published Star Trek authors out there.

Balancing the worldbuilding details - the tech, the jargon - against the characters and themes? It's a hell of a lot harder than I ever realised.

I'm trying to relay a set of events and also tell a story and the events and the details take the wind out of the themes and the story every single time.

Thing is, I know I'm not a bad writer - but wow, keeping the balance between detail and theme is just so much harder in Trek.

I don't think I'm allowed to tag dduane in this as it's fanfic related but if I could i would ask how in the heck she does it because I'm clawing at straws here and nothing's getting these chickens back in their pen...!

[dduane]

It's okay... this is very general.

"How do I do it?" By being careful, and staying out of the characters' and story's way as much as possible. Some details are here:

On becoming a Star Trek novelist - Out of Ambit

(Ported in from Tumblr, for those who don’t want to deal with its data ToS…) tall-tree-tales asked: Hi Diane! I’ve been a huge fan of your S

[thiagoneagain]

Oh, gosh, crap, what, I, what.

Thank you. I'll read and digest, and see if I can't sort out those chickens.

[thiagoneagain]

The more Star Trek fanfic nibbles accumulate in the enormous folder of absolute dross I call my Drafts, the more I respect the hell out of the published Star Trek authors out there.

Balancing the worldbuilding details - the tech, the jargon - against the characters and themes? It's a hell of a lot harder than I ever realised.

I'm trying to relay a set of events and also tell a story and the events and the details take the wind out of the themes and the story every single time.

Thing is, I know I'm not a bad writer - but wow, keeping the balance between detail and theme is just so much harder in Trek.

I don't think I'm allowed to tag dduane in this as it's fanfic related but if I could i would ask how in the heck she does it because I'm clawing at straws here and nothing's getting these chickens back in their pen...!

[angelsdean]

like i'm sorry but we as a fandom have to stay firm on our anti-AI values. we cannot suddenly start giving AI a pass when it's something we "want to see" like destiel kisses. it's not suddenly fine. we're not going to start using AI to make fanfic scenes come to life or audio AI to make characters "say" stuff we want to hear. you have GOT to be firm on your anti-AI stance. if you start making exceptions then suddenly anything will fly. fandom is for real art and creations made by real people. no AI fanfics. no AI art. no AI rendered "bonus" scenes. no AI audio. none of it has a place here.

[dragnrider-the-sun-titan]

You will draw a shaky, disproportionate, unshaded, black and white pencil sketch of your gay ship kissing like God intended.

You will grab a buddy and make silly voices into your iPhone mic reading fake quotes like God intended.

You will imagine it in your brain and not have a way to share it with someone else except for badly explaining the concept like God intended.

You will write the self-insert fanfic with 9000 spelling and grammar errors like God intended.

Art is imperfect. It is always imperfect. No one has ever hit the bullseye. Don't be ashamed that your creation isn't quite right. It's the act of making it that makes it special.

[ao3fics-lost-and-found]

Looking for a Supercorp story. Lena has re-purposes the Lexo-suits as sort of an emergency medical responder. Lena is hurt and before she passes out has her AI start the program for the suits to go and rescue people. After treatment the suits move people to a warehouse with cots to recover.

Fandom: Supergirl

Pairing: Kara Danvers/Lena Luthor

Please, help us find these fics! Leave your suggestions in the comments. Thank you! 🙏😊🦸‍♀️

Edit:

@chapel728 has found their fic. It's chapter 2 of "Uncertainty Principle" by ThiaKerrigan.

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

[thiagoneagain]

I never thought I'd show up on a lost-and-found. I'm strangely honoured.