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Remix and Remix Madness are live. The collections went up last night after I'd gone to bed, so I haven't paged through many entries yet.

1.

Of course, the first one I did read was the remix written for meeee. My lovely anonymous remixer ishafel produced Professional Jealousy (The Black Propaganda Remix), based on a McKay/Sheppard ficlet that took place shortly after "Brain Storm." Anonymous ishafel presents Sheppard's point of view with humor ("as much as John likes him he's well aware that if Rodney were replaceable he'd have been murdered a long time ago") and detail (I love that Jeannie's English-major husband Caleb won the Booker Prize), sketching out a story of all the ways in which he manages a stream of potential disruptions for the benefit of McKay and those around McKay. It quite effectively embodies Wikipedia's definition:

"The major characteristic of black propaganda is that the people are not aware that someone is trying to influence them, and do not feel that they are being pushed in a certain direction."

Probably no one in real life would want to discover they were being manipulated in such a way, but this story is not meant (I believe) to be taken in that serious kind of light. And the graphical postscript just puts a cherry on top.

1a.

Funny story: Challenge rules state that remixers can't change the pairings in the stories they're remixing, to reduce the risk of upsetting their remixee. "Professional Jealousy" is one story where I wouldn't mind seeing the pairing changed, from John/Rodney back to Rodney/Jennifer; it is the only ficlet I've written where I afterwards regretted going with a popular pairing because it was a popular pairing. I almost wrote a note about the pairing flexibility during signups. But what are the chances someone would pick this story to remix? thought I. And lo, here we are!

That is not at all intended as a criticism of the remix, nor did it detract from my enjoyment of it.

2.

Remixes I have particularly liked so far:

The Future Is Now (The Time Traveler's Remix) (Inception, Arthur/Eames, background Mal/Cobb) - Mal is from New Marseille and when she dreams it's of Paris before the Atmo War: the Eiffel Tower a tall iron spike in the sky, the Champs-Élysées solid beneath her high heels. A cool turned-it-inside-out sort of remix.

Roses in December Smell of Blood (The Hunger Games, mostly Haymitch and Peeta) - "Here's a little game," Haymitch says. "Make a list of forty-six dead children, fast." Trauma, the failings of memory, the stirrings of recovery.

3.

The remix I wrote turned out more or less as I'd envisioned, and the recipient seemed to like it, which are the two things that matter most. It's not great, but hopefully it's not bad. I had a good time trying some less familiar-to-me remix techniques. We'll see if anyone else cares. :)
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I read a 100K Inception fic on Friday. It'd been months since I'd read any fic other than sporadic updates of snookiescookies' Pretty Woman AU Paper Things and toomuchplor's Steinway!verse, both also Inception, but for whatever reason, the desire struck me and there was this student/teacher high school AU I hadn't read among the fics ranked by most kudos on the AO3.

It was - well, on a sentence level it needed work (to paraphrase the opening of one section: 'He groaned, jaw dropping, the blood rushing both from and into his face as his brain tried to decide whether to blush or go pale in mortification'), all adverbs and redundant descriptions and a weird mix of italics and all-caps for emphasis, and there were some "that would never happen" moments as well as idiosyncrasies born of a British author depicting an American school year, etc., but it was paced well and the cresting and ebbing emotions resonated, and I was glad to have read it by the time I went to bed.

All that by way of mentioning two things:

One

I know fandom loves its tropes, but I'm tired of the conceit where the [ETA: neurotypical] character with the desperate crush refuses to see the signs that the object of said crush returns the attraction. I like the tension when it's uncertain whether the feelings are reciprocated, and the pining when it seems there aren't and won't be any indications of same (even if there ends up being a happy ending), and the shift from pining to joy when the one with the crush begins to hope or to understand that it might be mutual. But this thing where character A likes character B, and character B indicates in numerous ways that they like A as well, but A explains it all away, and then characters C and D tell A that A is being ridiculous and obtuse, but A also rationalizes their comments away, followed by a string of deliberate misunderstandings and a near blowup before the climactic epiphany and celebratory sex... not a favorite.

I mean, I get that someone liking a person can be more obvious to outsiders than to the person themselves, but so many stories take it too far (for me) and I wish writers would respect their characters and their readers enough to spend less time on the misunderstandings phase and more on the "can this really be true," "how do we make this work" parts OR drop fewer obvious hints and let the pining feel as acute to the reader as it does to the character instead of leaving us to facepalm because we see the signs of affection as clearly as their frustrated friends do. Well, no, it's maybe not a lack of respect so much as a love for the structure that you see so often in romantic comedies. A love that I share less with each passing year.

Maybe I'm just reading the wrong stories.

Two

Must have been the influx of ficciness after a drought, but I had this dream Friday night involving three men with (on reflection) Eames' body type as described in the story, hard bodies, heavily muscled, tattooed, naked, exuding sex and power in a way that defied what I'm usually attracted to. Have been trying to pin down what the main one looked like, slick black hair and olive skin; can only come up with something like Sukar from the TV show Defiance, except that's not quite it.

In the dream the three of them were recovering from some kind of energy blast like being hit with a phaser and one had taken it really hard, was groaning and shaking as though he were having a seizure, wrapped around a radiator to try to ease the aftershocks, only when the other two pried him away from it he had these huge gouges in his flesh that had been burned away from the heat, down to muscle and bone.

So.

Domestic day today, methinks, after a busy one yesterday at the Head of the Charles and out on a bike ride. There's a vid to poke at and pumpkin bread to be made.
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Buzz is rising on this new Jason Isaacs show, "Awake"; see for example & trailer http://cesperanza.livejournal.com/277887.html. Dunno yet how enjoyable it will be, but so far all I can think about is this SGA story from several years back: Rosemary, for Remembrance by [livejournal.com profile] mhalachaiswords. To be honest, I'm surprised I haven't seen anyone else bring it up. Even mentioning these together is a bit spoilery for the fic's plot, but I do recommend it if you haven't read it before—or, hey, go read it again! I did today.

Quote from the fic that the TV trailer echoes but that also spoils the fic's conceit. Not that the journey and ending aren't also enjoyable in themselves. )

Other good things I have re-read lately include:

Cause = Time by greyson (Inception, Arthur/Ariadne/Eames college/high school AU)—still hot as all get-out, and wow, how much do I identify with some of the beginning lately ("I've never asked anyone out before. I feel like 'hot older foreign exchange student' is aiming kind of high to start out with.").

How Not to Fly by toomuchplor (SGA, John/Rodney, domestic)—one of those good, long, depressing but uplifting (no, really, both) stories that focuses on everyday matters of life and death and priorities and sacrifices and rocky relationships and child-rearing.

Also enjoyed for the first time Antimony by jibrailis (Inception, Arthur/Eames) in a casual sort of way—nice post-movie portrait of how things might go if dreamshare were legalized and went corporate, and there was backstory/ongoing recovery as well as the dream jobs to mix in with the relationship plot. You could tell where the characters would end up and I'm not sure these characterizations are my characterizations (granted, "canon characterization" is still pretty much a joke when it comes to Inception), but overall an enjoyable read spread throughout a couple of workdays.
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Catch-up time! With a few pictures.

Home Decorating for the Holidays – First trip to synn's new place )

TV & Movies – Red Cliff, Sherlock TV show, Tron: Legacy, Stargate (1994), Thoughtcrimes rewatch, Brimstone ep rewatch, Vampire Diaries. With bonus link to an article about invented languages for fictional cultures. )

Cooking – Mm, holiday food. )

Hanukkah – Gifts, given and received, and a little help from technology. )

Should say something about fic now that I've got a bit of time to read some again. But I am not a big fan of Yuletide—I'm up to the "T" fandoms that I know and so far I've only got Texts from Cephalopods to recommend, along with about 10,000 other people, based on a possibly bogus YouTube video we watched when we saw the name of the "fandom"—and a couple of enjoyable Inception stories of late, Late Night Phone Call by [livejournal.com profile] sparkledark and The Lost Art of Keeping a Secret by [livejournal.com profile] eleveninches. Need to check out [livejournal.com profile] sga_santa and see if there's anything good over there. It's nice that the rare pairings (by which we mean everything that isn't McKay/Sheppard and Rodney/Jennifer, and maybe Sheppard/Weir and Sheppard/Teyla) are growing ever more numerous as the years pass since the show ended.

…Whoops, my friend just called to remind me that she and her husband and their puppy are coming over tomorrow evening for dinner. Guess I'd better figure out what they'll be fed.
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+ I wrote some stuff today! 2,650 words of stuff, even.

- Said stuff was not the article I have to write for work nor anything for alpheratz's birthday nor a fill for Kink Bingo's adorable mini-fanwork fest.

+/- Have been watching Vampire Diaries season two instead of crossing anything off my weekend to-do list. Still a surprisingly smart show, for a CW drama. Characters grasp what is going on most of the time without needing three episodes and a speech, and plots move along at an impressive pace so that what would be cliffhangers on other shows instead happen half- or three-quarters of the way through an episode.

+ Also read a couple of good fics: Promises by [livejournal.com profile] bluflamingo (SGA/SG-1 Big Bang from a while back, sequel to a previous Big Bang, John Sheppard/Cameron Mitchell, domestic/kidfic) and You Can Be as Loud as the Hell You Want by [livejournal.com profile] toomuchplor (Inception, Arthur/Eames, hot and interesting).

'Twas a week full of parties for your typically minimally social correspondent.
+ First, over Thanksgiving, there was the long-anticipated NYC "brunch crew" fannish potluck, complete with screenings of X-Men: First Class and The Eagle, neither of which I had seen, and the latter of which the attendees helpfully and hilariously narrated for me while fast-forwarding to the "good" parts (I must report that the narration was far better than the script), as well as a chance to catch up a little bit with [livejournal.com profile] scribblinlenore and [livejournal.com profile] pun, in addition to the previously mentioned peoples whom I miss a lot. I have to say, though, that for the first time since I moved away, the longing was tempered by having a few good groups of friends here now in D.C.

+/- Some of those friends having been present for [livejournal.com profile] alpheratz's birthday, which featured among other things a delicious chocolate raspberry cake and roasted sweet potatoes and beets and oh yes, good company, but also unfortunately a big fluffy cat that tried to kill my respiratory system. All better now.

+/- And then last night, there was a multi-occasion party at a friends' apartment, at which I met a young woman named Chaya (pronounced like Sheppard's Chaya, not the Hebrew name) and a guy who had been in a band with Bear McCreary, whom I believe some of you adore for his work on the Battlestar Galactica soundtrack? Anyway, my crush also made an appearance, and since I haven't worked up the guts yet to actually ask him out I can only report that the outlook appears to be dimming. Or maybe that is vice versa.

+ The surprise delight of Thanksgiving weekend was getting to meet up with [livejournal.com profile] ignazwisdom for a little while. We overlapped in Boston and then hadn't seen each other in… wow, maybe two years.

- There may or may not be a mouse that occasionally inhabits the wall behind my kitchenette and comes out for a visit. I have heard rustling/chewing on two nights in the last month but have not yet seen the critter. Traps and answers forthcoming.

+ Playing Scrabble Slam with [livejournal.com profile] deelaundry yesterday and watching her kids be cute, as usual.

+ Dinner! Which is about to be consumed.

Et vous, flist?
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Does what it says in the title: These are many of the stories I've read over the last few years that have memorable shaving, waxing or other kinds of depilation scenes in them performed on male characters—face, body or private areas; characters shaving themselves, shaving their friends or romantic partners, being shaved or groomed by strangers; depilation that's sensual and arousing, or nerve-wracking, or endured, or watched or experienced with interest; shaving as preparation, as kink, as connection, as part of a cross-dressing transformation, as assistance after injury or trauma, and most of all, as a demonstration of love and trust.

For my Kink Bingo shaving/depilation square.


Links and excerpts this way )

And the usual follow-up question: Any others I'll kick myself for forgetting?
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Second square on the way to a second Bingo...

Tonight we rec stories where one character finds another's handyperson skills appealing, or where characters have sex while/after performing some kind of domestic labor or pretending to do same. Doing construction work, wearing toolbelts, fixing a leaky faucet, remodeling, sewing, painting, delivering packages. Some AU, some not. Some sweet, some hot.

With a few parenthetical recs for straight-up domestic stories, because I couldn't help it.

13 tradesman recs from SGA, House and Inception, plus 5 domestic )

And that is all for now! Any others I'll kick myself for forgetting?

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Inception (etc.) recs bingo!

Square 1: Ageplay Recs
Square 2: Food Recs
Square 3: Vehicular Recs
Square 4: Subspace/Headspace Recs
Square 5: Verbal Humiliation Recs


Once again, I found myself having to delineate what got included for this square or I'd never stop looking for fics. This time we are focusing on consensual verbal humiliation. One character verbally humiliating the other for one or both parties' sexual satisfaction. That includes consent play, because humiliation is so easily and intricately bound up in things a person wants-but-does-not-want—ashamed to want something, wanting to be told it's wrong to want it, wanting to revel in wanting it or doing it even if it's frowned on by their culture....

In fact, I had to go look up "humiliation" in the dictionary to see exactly what it encompasses. Merriam-Webster says: "to reduce to a lower position in one's own eyes or others' eyes : mortify." The synonyms it lists include: abase, chasten, cheapen, debase, degrade, demean, discredit, disgrace, dishonor, foul, humble, lower, shame, sink, smirch, take down. So, indeed, we are covering name-calling, shaming, dirty talk, kneeling, crawling, begging, uncomfortable confessions, you name it. And the character(s) get(s) off on it.

I have trouble sometimes with humiliation kink fic. Often fics assume that at least one character gets off on humiliating or being humiliated, assume that the reader can sympathize, and run with that, so you get a lot of name-calling and blushing etc. but not necessarily a lot of understanding (on this reader's part, anyway). I forget that humiliation is threaded through my noncon-fantasy Mary Sue stories and that I've written at least two dirty-talk fics and a physical exposure fic. I forget that I have a kink for humiliation directed at a character being a sexual creature or wanting sex at all.

One thing that has helped clarify what erotic humiliation means and what it can do for people is [livejournal.com profile] thingswithwings's essay, The Riches of Embarrassment: Or, Why I Don't Have a Humiliation Squick. If you haven't spent much time thinking about it, or even if you have, I highly recommend it.
Humiliation kink, for me, does that wonderful thing that only kink can do: it allows me to wallow pleasurably in a feeling that, in other circumstances, would make me feel bad. It eroticizes the thing that makes me feel bad, and makes the feeling-bad feel good.

[...]

It's such a wonderful snarl, that kink, wanting to be humiliated and being ashamed of wanting to be humiliated and enjoying the shame of wanting to be humiliated and being ashamed of enjoying the shame of wanting to be humiliated, and on and on, all that beautiful recursiveness, the kink just endlessly compounding itself.
And 9 fic recs in addition to the essay. Inception, SGA, House. With excerpts. )

The end. Additions? I was talking with [livejournal.com profile] deelaundry about humiliation and House, which is like the proverbial ducks and water, only I can't say that the humiliation that pervades the show and crops up in fic is appreciated by those on the receiving end. That's why her math tutor-prostitute fic is so much fun.

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Square 1: Ageplay Recs
Square 2: Food Recs
Square 3: Vehicular Recs
Square 4: Subspace/Headspace Recs
Square 5: Verbal Humiliation Recs


I'm going with a straightforward interpretation on this one: Stories that do well at depicting characters sliding into a place in their heads where they can just be during sex, where it is about flow and not about thought, where they exist to please their dominant partners or simply float in pleasure and contentment. Subspace, if the term doesn't make you laugh because you think of the Star Trek word for faster-than-light communication first. Or stories that depict the difficulty of falling into subspace, or discuss subspace directly. Or stories where a character has slipped into a different headspace than their own natural one during a sexual situation. And by "a character" mostly I mean Eames, who can forge himself into different bodies—which often gets extrapolated in fic to include different minds—in dreams. But I also mean roleplay.

Story links, commentary, excerpts: 8-14 Inception and 2-3 SGA, depending on how you count them )

Hope you find some of these interesting. Any other recs?

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I went to three car dealerships today. I earned this post.

Square 1: Ageplay Recs
Square 2: Food Recs
Square 3: Vehicular Recs (not wrecks)
Square 4: Subspace/Headspace Recs
Square 5: Verbal Humiliation Recs


If you'd asked me last week what I thought of "vehicular kink," I'd have gone straight to Crash. Not the racism one; the David Cronenberg one with people getting off on crashing cars and injuring themselves. Literally, that is people having orgasms because of cars, and in cars, and on cars, and while thinking about or talking about cars and other people who've died in them, etc. etc. If you did not know, James Spader + Elias Koteas (+ car) = hot.

Fic-wise, vehicular first of all made me think of characters having sex in and on cars, and on motorcycles, and in the back of cabs (vehicular + exhibitionism), and in spaceships and on planes. And certainly there are some hot-and-heavy PWPs in this vein:

Fic and art recs: 5 Inception, 5 House and 2 SGA (1 of them silly) )

So that got me thinking about characters like House, who loves his shiny Mafia convertible and his rad motorcycle (see deelaundry's post for pictorial confirmation), and John Sheppard, who loves 'jumpers and F302s and, presumably, helicopters. Cameron Mitchell, too, I'm sure, if I watched much SG-1. Wolverine and motorcycles. James Bond and... everything. Supernatural's Dean Winchester and his Impala.

And suddenly a whole class of vehicular kink opened up: characters who love one specific vehicle. )

A sidestep, and there are car-centric canons like The Fast & The Furious, which I haven't watched but gather are all about sexy cars and sexy people. And there are car-centric TV shows like Pimp My Ride and—ah! went my brain. Top Gear.

Top Gear. A British show featuring three witty men who have incomprehensible amounts of spending money hard-ons for top-of-the-line cars and arguably for one another as well. Watch any episode and you are guaranteed a sexual remark from Jeremy Clarkson about either a sports car or a co-star. Richard once declared his love for a car he named Oliver; it was actually a touching story. Besides which, the series is full of lingering, sexualized, male-gaze-type shots of cars and specific portions of cars. But instead of re-posting episodes here, how about some vids that draw out the love between hosts and cars? Yes.

3 Top Gear vid recs, embedded )

At the end of this mental wandering through some different aspects of vehicular kink, a fabulous vid came to mind that reminds us that it's not only men who love their cars and planes and bikes and broomsticks. Around the Bend by danegen, which premiered at Vividcon last summer, is an energetic celebration of women through the decades—fictional and not—and how they love their vehicles and love each other in them. Highly recommended.

Kinks, explicit or gen or anything in between. The more you think about them, the more they telescope outwards.

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Square 1: Ageplay Recs
Square 2: Food Recs
Square 3: Vehicular Recs
Square 4: Subspace/Headspace Recs
Square 5: Verbal Humiliation Recs


When I saw the "food" square in this Bingo line, I was at first stumped. I couldn't think of any stories involving the licking-off of whipped cream or chocolate sauce or the insertion of cucumbers and whatnot.* Most of the fics I've found on the Inception kink meme that feature a character having an erotic experience eating chocolate or watching someone else fellate an ice cream cone or lollipop haven't moved me.

*Wait, I just remembered [livejournal.com profile] topaz_eyes's House/Wilson popsicle story, Cool Treats. Yum! Also, brr.

Anyway. But then! Then it occurred to me that there have been several sweet—pun fully intended—stories where one character is a chef or a sommelier or runs a bakery or coffee shop, and woos their beloved with or over food and drink. Or where the same happens except it is not an AU. Or where there is food and platonic love. Fandom being fandom, also there are stories where one or more characters are food and are also in love.

To cite some favorites from Inception and SGA*:

*as before, assume Arthur/Eames and John/Rodney unless otherwise noted

Food-related AUs )

Food-themed Non-AUs )

Anthropomorphized Food )

…There must be some for House, too. Wasn't there an Iron Chef AU prompt at wilson_fest once? Any fics following on House and Wilson's cooking class or House turning himself into a home chef? ETA: Yep, go to comments for 10 15 more.



And may I just conclude by saying it was amusing to go to delicious.com to track down some of these.

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Okay, I'm going to try to do a row built on a foundation of Inception recs. I think not many of you are reading in that fandom, but I'll say again that one nice thing for anyone who hasn't seen the movie or didn't care for it is that -- well, it doesn't really matter. Fanon characterization often bears little resemblance to canon characterization (what there was of it, anyway), especially for the PWPs, half of them are AUs, and the rest you can generally pick up on your own.

Square 1: Ageplay Recs
Square 2: Food Recs
Square 3: Vehicular Recs
Square 4: Subspace/Headspace Recs
Square 5: Verbal Humiliation Recs


Ageplay Recs

One thing Inception fandom does really well is ageplay fics, including some roleplay as well as AUs where one character is younger than the other. There are a lot of them, and a lot of them are sizzlin'. Here are 30 of my favorites, categorized and blurbed for your browsing pleasure. Assume Arthur/Eames unless told otherwise. (For the uninitiated: Arthur/Eames is to Inception fandom what Sheppard/McKay is—was?—to SGA, which is even more than what House/Wilson is to House fandom, because House/Wilson at least has competition from House/Cuddy.)

Note: Many of these involve a character who is under the legal age of consent. However, they are all consensual in the sense that both parties enjoy the goings-on. Except for one, which is noted.

ETA: Now with two more stories and a completed WIP.


Age difference (AU) )

Both young (AU); or where one is in high school and the other in college )

Roleplay (canon-based) )


And one for the road: toomuchplor's Steinway!verse music conservatory AU is brilliant and heart-tugging and long and wonderful and filled with sexual tension and well-paced and many other adjectives. Arthur and Eames are both college-aged, but I wouldn't rec it because of that – I'd rec it for being an absolutely lovely and of course enviously well-written story with a series of sequels that are alternately funny and sexy and sad. So go read it if you haven't already.

Main story: Ach, des Knaben Augen

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Where did my Monday go? Oh, right, it disappeared into 5,300 words of consent play essay. Whoops.

It went up on [community profile] kink_bingo this morning here as part of the ramp-up to the next round (which starts tomorrow, plug plug) and has already generated some wonderfully thought-provoking comments that I need to try to respond to intelligently.

For my own OCD archiving needs and for the sake of anyone who might not like reading or commenting on Dreamwidth, the essay is reposted in its entirety below. Hope you like it. *insert noncon joke here*


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Force Me, Please: On Noncon and Noncon Play in Fanfic

This is an essay about nonconsensual sex (noncon) and noncon roleplay in fanfic, why I love them, why they may work for other people, and how approximately one zillion kinks complement them. With 45 recs sprinkled throughout.

A bit about where I'm coming from )

What this essay will not cover )

On the difference between fantasy and reality; ethical dilemmas; freedom of kink )

Making distinctions: noncon vs. play, and all the shades of gray )

Ruminations on why this kink is attractive )

Great tastes that taste great together )

And in conclusion… )


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Thank you again to those of you who chimed in when I asked under f-lock for thoughts on why consent play works. If you'd like to be credited for anything, just let me know and I'll amend.

Questions, comments, recommendations, requests to go into more depth, all welcome as always. I'd love to keep the conversation all together at the original post, but feel free to comment wherever you're more comfortable.
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1. My Jurassic Park vid showed at [livejournal.com profile] vidukon this weekend, and at least three people liked it. :) Neat-o.

2. Speaking of Sheppard, which we were yesterday:

2a) Excellent SGA kink meme fill that transforms the "magical healing cock" cliché into a thinky and sexy story in which Sheppard has to deal with consent and privacy issues when his semen acquires actual therapeutic power. It features John/Jennifer with a lovely sprinkling of dom/sub dynamics; plus many other John couplings and a hefty dubcon warning. As I was writing in my comment that I loved the way Sheppard's bisexuality and submissiveness were simply part of the story instead of being treated with a huge amount of fanfare or angst, and ditto for the sexual preferences of two officers, just nicely done, understated, effective, it occurred to me that the author could be [livejournal.com profile] bluflamingo, as that's something I tend to like in her fics, and she has also handled consent issues well in the past. But who knows.

2a.1) I've already recommended the other sexy John/Jennifer story with even more medical kink and dom/sub dynamics and less dubcon, where John keeps showing up with things up his ass and eventually Jennifer puts them there, right? Right.

2b) I had this dream last night where I'd kidnapped Sheppard and had his wrists tied with an elastic hair band and was trying to get him to wear this mismatched pair of shoes, and actually it was all very heartwarming, but that is about all that will translate without becoming boring, so here, have some more recs.

3. Meanwhile, in the fandom I'm still not talking about, there was hot Eames/17-year-old!Arthur in Vegas. And another Eames/just-underage!Arthur fic, Making Partner. Both of these work just as well if you don't know the movie.

And I could assume that if you're interested in this ~mysterious unnamed fandom~ that you're reading helenish's stuff, but just in case, she did an amnesia fic in which forgetting allows the couple to remember and/or realize some things about their relationship; and a pair of older stories I'd missed one of, wherein Arthur (in one story; Eames in the other) had to pretend to be Eames' (ditto) boyfriend to avoid arousing the ire of serious criminals; and also today I finally read through her ongoing snippet series and found several parts to be quite sexy, either because there was sex (Arthur/OFC called Liesl) or because there was angst about not having sex when both of them (Arthur/Eames, that is) actually wanted to. Nice to be literate once again in a fandom helenish is writing in.

4. Yes, that ended on a preposition. The current essay in DF Wallace's book is about grammar snobbery and is both fun and interesting, even if he lambastes descriptivism. Today at work there was a prime example of his point that norms-based prescriptivism can never die because we'd be left with ambiguous sentences like the one in a summary I was reading: "[Woman's name] has a son who is 8 years old and has a part-time job in a hospital as a surgical technician."

Coworker One: Doogie Howser?
Coworker Two: He'd better go full-time or he'll never make surgeon when he's 10.

5. Aimee Mann concert tomorrow with [livejournal.com profile] cincodemaygirl and [livejournal.com profile] gblvr, hooray. Tidbit of the day: I would have used an Aimee Mann song for Festivids had my assignment been different.
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Attention once again, local people: Santa Claus Leonard Nimoy is coming to town. Specifically, to a temple in Rockville, MD, in May. You, too, can try for a ticket (general admission is double chai, $36).

\o/

In other news, I got my first and hopefully only sunburn of the season on Sunday while performing in the D.C. St. Patrick's Day parade. WTF, Washington. Sunburn in mid-March? Remind me why I moved here?

But it was cool to be in a parade. And cool to be one of the people being watched, doing those nifty-looking Riverdance-type steps, rather than one of the admirers.

In other other news, Vividcon snuck up on me. Deadlines for vid submissions start in about six weeks, I think. At least, Club Vivid submissions are due May 1; those are new vids set to dance songs, and they play them at a party at the con while people drink and dance and sort of half-watch the vids. I may try to do one.... There's a song I heard on the hip-hop station that I like, and that could work for a multifandom fight-as-dance thing. What I should do are any of the four or five serious vids I meant to do last year but haven't finished. Yet the idea of throwing something together to a beat is tempting. Will it break the dam so I can finish the others? Or will it get me all tied up in knots as usual because it's too ambitious an idea in too little time?

Here, have some fic recs. Fic fixes everything.
  • The Wind on the Mountain by starlingthefool (Inception) - This one, you need to know the canon for. Really excellent story. Well-depicted platonic relationships all around, fascinating journey of discovery for Ariadne, hot Ariadne/Arthur/Eames in the first section.
  • Jailbait!Arthur and the Joys of Anal Sex by five_ht (Inception) - And this one you don't need to know canon for. Slightly underage boy convinces young man to take him to bed. Hot hot. Lovely positions and sexual awakening.
  • Slide by anonymous (SGA) - In which John offers himself to a dominant AU!Woolsey to protect his team, only it doesn't end up like that at all. BDSM. Issues of consent.
  • Love of his Fucking Life by anonymous (SGA) - Tentacles and eroticized noncon. In which the city's metal probe slides in to conduct repairs, and John writhes in a confined pod - first for one reason, and then for another.
  • ETA: Sugar Spell It Out by notfar (Glee) - A powerful story and a satisfying read. I've only seen a couple of episodes, but the character voices and tones -- especially Sue Sylvester's -- seemed pitch-perfect. Warning for underage noncon, not of the erotic variety.
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Okay, now that this fic is finished, I can rec it to you with a thousand exclamation marks: Arthur/Eames pediatrician kink meme fill, for the prompt: Arthur is seventeen, and still sees a pediatrician. A handsome, British, pediatrician. Who maybe gets a little too handsy sometimes…

I don't even know how to express how much this is like the perfect medical kink story to me. It's the closest I've ever seen a kink fantasy of this type come to reality in what happens and how the characters behave. There's the stethoscope and the exam table paper and the hands palpating and the clinical-but-maybe-sexual frisson to it all, and just. I won't give away what happens, but the story is unutterably hot, and I'm so glad it doesn't cop out at the end into a dream or a "surprise, we were roleplaying" scenario. I wouldn't necessarily recommend it if you have a strong embarrassment squick or if you can't tolerate doctor/patient or student/teacher or those kinds of semi-abuse of power dynamics even when the young person is initiating and/or very much into things, and there are medical and office inaccuracies for the sake of the kink, but otherwise, ten thumbs up. If you're concerned about not knowing Inception, this is an AU and there's an age change, so basically it reads like original characters.

ETA: Ha, it's by [livejournal.com profile] recrudescence! Had been wondering if it was by someone I knew, but the style didn't seem to suit. Anyway, edited all-in-one story here.

Now, if only the gymnast WIP—a masterful example of how to build sexual tension—would be updated…

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Speaking of Inception—which I am not—Netflix recommended a movie called The Reckoning, which I was ambivalent about until someone posted a gif of Tom Hardy dressed as a startlingly attractive woman that came from it. That tipped the scales, and I rented it. It turned out to be an excellent movie all around... )

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About a vid, a premiere, dance and badminton. )

Alexander Skarsgard (Eric on True Blood) showed up out of nowhere in a dream the other night. I was on some bleachers in a gym. He came up and sat in front of me and I put my arms around his neck, platonic and happy, and showed him off as a celebrity friend-acquaintance to my mom. He had the same build as in reality: tall as hell, all sleek and Nordic and solid through the shoulders.

There was this other, vivid dream where I was having sex/foreplay with my friend's significant other, where we were working off a written list of activities that said friend had approved.

Subject for another post: It seems I have a biological clock, and it is ticking a libido rhythm.
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Dude. Framing stuff is expensive. I mean, I knew it was expensive, I just didn't know that a 60% discount amounts to around what I thought it would cost full-price.

Dear self: This is why you've been doing extracurricular jobs. Stop freaking out.

I also just signed up for an Irish dance class. It's been three years since I last did it (other than last night, when I put the shoes back on and tried to remember, like, the basic steps of a hornpipe) and I have forgotten most of what I ever knew, but the instructor still recommended intermediate level. I really hope it's not embarrassing. I hate not being great at things, hate being lost and confused and behind. But I'm looking forward to learning again, and getting off my computer-addicted butt, and maybe meeting some new people.

It'll mean having to watch House on Tuesdays, but even I know that's a bad reason not to sign up for something.

And tomorrow I am on mandatory telework, so I do not have to get dressed! At least until it's time for Yom Kippur services. Or time to walk down the hall to do laundry.

Hm. It may be tough tomorrow to refrain from adding to one of the three WsIP on my list while working from home. Speaking of which: Here are some stories I have enjoyed lately.

I wish House were the kind of fandom that embraced a kink meme.

In conclusion: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rtVh8kVZ_XM (Zooey & Joseph's bank robbery dance)

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