sab: (s&a >> oliver hangs up)
Another not gratuitous icon post, showing off the second of my MINE ALL MINE gift icons from the one and only [livejournal.com profile] ciderpress. KW, Oliver hangs up.

But listen. I haven't seen yesterday's Doctor Who yet (by which I mean "Turn Left") and while I am thrilled to bits to osmos that Rusty knocked it out of the park -- and since as yet "Midnight" is my favorite ep of the season so I've actually got huge faith in Russell T -- please please please please stop spoiling me? I totally don't mind if you say "OMG I LOVED IT" -- or even "man that sucked balls" -- outside a cut tag (I mean, let's be serious here, we can't really expect opinion-squee to count as a spoiler) -- but subject lines, people! Not-actually-vague references!

I have to gear up to watch DW this season, for reasons obvious and not, so I'm, whatever, emotionally prepared and mostly so I can watch in slightly calmer obscurity after the internet post-ep blitz. Anyway. It's not a rule, or a decree, or a law in my LJ or my flist or anything, I mean, they're your journals, do what you want -- but if you'd be so kind and if you don't mind, please try not to spoil me outside yer cut tags for Who this season?

Thankee-sai! (Which I saw on some other post somewhere and suddenly plunged me into enormous nostalgia for the path of the beam, and then I dreamed about Andy the Messenger Robot...)

In other news.

Careful followers of Eating Hard Candy Alone have prob noticed that I'm working on a five-act five-story Slings & Arrows bingo for [livejournal.com profile] kink_bingo, this summer's hottest challenge eVAR (thank [livejournal.com profile] thingswithwings for her deliciously kinky brainz!). I've finished the first three and am working on the fourth as we speak. And, um. So far they might be the best things I've written in like five years. *ducks any incoming jinx*

And while we're at it, [livejournal.com profile] runpunkrun is shooting for a 25-fic blackout, rolling John and Rodney around in every kink on her card with customary brilliant characterization, clever banter and superhot porn. Anyway, so go read those too.

(OH GOD, Starbucks radio playing Bruce's "Highway Patrolman," FUCK I LOVE THIS SONG. Takin' turns dancin' with Maria as the band plays Night of the Johnstown Flood...)

And in conclusion: Los Angeleno fannish people. Here's a quick summer scavenger hunt! Go to the corner of Beverly and Normandie, and look at the billboard ad on Normandie on the south-west corner of the intersection. First person who reports back the name of the person on the billboard gets a fic of her choice, by me, or possibly me and Punk.

This concludes another LJ post on EHCA that doesn't mention Paul Gross at all. Whoops.
sab: (s&a >> darren's show)
If there is one thing we can count on Darren Nichols for, it is this:



(Which is what [my Darren fic] looks like when Wordled. Actually, it's the whole story; right there. Go Wordle! yerself!)

Deal with that!
sab: (s&a >> darren's show)
title: And So Are You
author: Sabine // [livejournal.com profile] iamsab
fandom: Slings & Arrows
pairings: Geoffrey/Darren
rating: pg; language, people!
length: 2628 words
acknowledgements: Punk M. and Bill S. did the hard parts; there were lots of hard parts.
summary: The Taming of the Shrew

Written for [livejournal.com profile] kink_bingo, row five, column three: costumes


kiss me, kate )

//
sab: (s&a >> three and a half performances)
title: The Quality of Mercy
author: Sabine // [livejournal.com profile] iamsab
fandom: Slings & Arrows
pairings: Geoffrey/Ellen
rating: nc-17
length: 3761 words
acknowledgements: praise be to Punk, who helped figure the whole damned thing out and even let me get away with hair-pulling.
summary: The Merchant of Venice

Written for [livejournal.com profile] kink_bingo, row five, column two: biting/bruising


my pound of flesh )



//
sab: (s&a >> three and a half performances)
That sequence in the Slings & Arrows pilot, when Oliver calls Geoffrey from the pay phone and Geoffrey hangs up and Oliver calls again and they fight, and they confess everything, right there, and right before Oliver gets the answer to the question he's afraid to ask, he hangs up on Geoffrey. You know that one? Yeah. Just fucking broke me.

"You were incandescent," Oliver says. "Why did you leave?"

I mean, it's brilliant, it's always been brilliant, all ninety-thousand times I've seen this episode, and yet fucking Christ it just all came together so well. From the moment Oliver stumbles drunkenly into the phone booth to the moment he falls miserably out to his demise, it's perfect. I mean, it's perfect, a perfect piece of television.


"I'm proud of you," Oliver says. And he means it. "Chaining yourself to a building, defending the rights of the insane to put on shows nobody will ever see."
sab: (s&a >> hard being brilliant)
title: Unreal Mockery
author: Sabine // [livejournal.com profile] iamsab
fandom: Slings & Arrows
pairings: Geoffrey/Oliver, Geoffrey/Ellen
rating: r
length: 3319 words
acknowledgements: fixed by Punk.
summary: The Scottish King Play

Written for [livejournal.com profile] kink_bingo, row five, column one: teasing


this must be what being in hell feels like )
sab: (s&a >> all the great love scenes)
for [livejournal.com profile] mazily, who asked for Ellen/Barbara and karaoke

title: Feels like home
author: Sabine
category: Slings & Arrows, Ellen/Barbara
size: 389 words
notes: set just before the beginning of S3

I've looked at new york from both sides now )
sab: (un >> army of the white pig)
Thank you, [livejournal.com profile] marginaliana for my Yuletide present this year, Open, a hard, sharp story about Eilonwy remembering just what Achren did to her.

Appropriately, my assignment this year, for [livejournal.com profile] darthfox, was also set in Prydain, my favorite of all the fictional Welsh landscapes! I wrote The Knowledge, The Truth, and The Love, a sorta fairytale about Gwydion and Achren, and the future that's laid out for them because of Taran and Eilonwy's destiny.

I also wrote two stocking stuffers this year. Go team me!

First, (as everyone [livejournal.com profile] mandysbitch has already deduced), I did in fact write Cross Country, also known as this year's only Love & Rockets fic, for [livejournal.com profile] glossing. Mmm, Hopey.

And then, I wrote one of the many, many versions of Geoffrey Tennant and Darren Nicholls dueling; for ease of reference, mine was the one with Cats. *g* For [livejournal.com profile] mazily, I wrote O Lamentable Day! which was more fun to write than a barrel of kittens.

Happy Ought-Seven, all! Good night, sweet prince, and flights of angels and so on. Here's to a better year!
sab: (s&a >> three and a half performances)
I swear to god if Shatner shows up to play Lear I will LOSE MY SHIT. Geraint Wyn Davies (aka the scary cannibal from Cube 2) as Mackers was, um. Big. Enough. DUDE.

I love this show.

Timestamp: 3x01, 16:51.

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