A year and a half ago, I could have eviscerated him with my thoughts. Now I can barely hurt his feelings. Things used to be so much simpler.

Anya ,'Dirty Girls'


Fan Fiction II: Great story! Where's the sequel?

This thread is for fanfic recs, links, and discussion, but not for actual posting of fanfic.


Jars - Oct 19, 2005 11:39:11 am PDT #1229 of 10434

Nikita was wearing a black cashmere sweater, black floppy hat, black skirt Dior length, flat boots and an equally black jacket and she kept her eyes lowered as she wallowed in her mourning.

So she's wearing black?


Atropa - Oct 19, 2005 11:47:59 am PDT #1230 of 10434
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.

black skirt Dior length

Wait, wait, wait. Dior is a designer, not a specific skirt length.


§ ita § - Oct 19, 2005 11:51:09 am PDT #1231 of 10434
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

How tall was Dior? Maybe that's the length of the skirt.


askye - Oct 19, 2005 12:02:08 pm PDT #1232 of 10434
Thrive to spite them

Totally wrong thread!


Deena - Oct 19, 2005 3:24:50 pm PDT #1233 of 10434
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara

Maybe she edited crazy and the sentence used to say knee-length Dior skirt or something.

I'm sure she means onesie, but.. man... I can't get past a pink "oncey" at a funeral. I just can't.


Emily - Oct 20, 2005 4:42:10 am PDT #1234 of 10434
"In the equation E = mc⬧, c⬧ is a pretty big honking number." - Scola

black skirt Dior length, flat boots and an equally black jacket

...as black as the other black things, then? Glad that was cleared up.


Dana - Oct 21, 2005 10:47:50 am PDT #1235 of 10434
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.

It is difficult to write fic with a sales guy sitting in the other cube, inconveniently facing in the general direction of your screen. I'm just saying.


WindSparrow - Oct 23, 2005 2:15:02 pm PDT #1236 of 10434
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.

Here are a couple of itty bitty little New!Doctor Who fics, by moi.

This one is a drabble, 9th Doctor/Rose, spoilers for Season 26, "World War 3": [link]

This one is a bit more than a drabble but not much more. Again, 9th Doctor/Rose, spoilers for Season 26, "World War 3" and "The Doctor Dances": [link] It is a sequel to the other.


erikaj - Oct 23, 2005 2:44:08 pm PDT #1237 of 10434
Always Anti-fascist!

musesfool has put a Harry Potter/Homicide ficlet in her livejournal. I found it here: [link] That is Baltimore backwards...featured in an ep that reminds me a lot of Fred in Pylea...if there were forty-eight hours in a day, I would write it, too.


Dana - Oct 25, 2005 5:36:17 am PDT #1238 of 10434
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.

The first thing Nikita noticed was the temperature and the piquancy of the room for it was really cold and awfully bright.

Yes, the room was piquant, with a subtle overtone of cloves and lavender contributing to the full-bodied scent.

She could see, someplace in her subliminal, how Sarah, Chuck and Simone watched her and their anguished faces alarmed Nikita.

Some place very deep in her subliminal.

The profundity of her experience in the short time she had known this man and the depth of the wake he was leaving in her life overwhelmed her. How could he think she would rebuild her life and move on? Didn’t Michael understand that he was leaving a full set of fingerprints in the woman’s broken heart?

I'm now picturing Gil Grissom staring bemusedly at the fingerprints on Nikita's heart.

She fell asleep and quickly navigated through a tumultuous engorgement of chimera.

Plus a minotaur.