snowdarkred: (doctor who: amy: pirate hat)
Title: The Many-Worlds of Amelia Pond
Fandom: Doctor Who
Author: [livejournal.com profile] snowdarkred
Word Count: ~1.5K
Pairing: gen
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Seriously.
Rating/Warnings: PG-13, minor swearing, violence, and gore. Spoilers for pretty much everything. 
Author's Note: The Many-Worlds Interpretation is one of my pet quantum theories: "Everett's Many-Worlds interpretation has implications beyond the quantum level. If an action has more than one possible outcome, then -- if Everett's theory is correct -- the universe splits when that action is taken. This holds true even when a person chooses not to take an action." [x]

Summary: There’s only so much about Amelia Pond that can be explained by a tear in time and space.

I remember it twice, different ways.
Amy Pond, “The Wedding of River Song”

I wish I could tell you that you'll be loved. That you'll be safe and cared for and protected. But this isn't the time for lies.
Amy Pond, “A Good Man Goes to War”

Amelia Pond hasn't lived here in a long time.
Amy Pond, “The Eleventh Hour”

How can I remember them if they never existed?
Amy Pond, “The Big Bang”

It's you. It's all about you. Everything. It's about you.
The Doctor, “Flesh and Stone”

The Many-Worlds of Amelia Pond

Amy Pond’s life never made sense. )
snowdarkred: (avengers: steve&tony: vietghanistan)
Title: you’re a rich little boy (who’s had to work for his toys)
Fandom: movie-verse Avengers
Author: [livejournal.com profile] snowdarkred
Word Count: ~3.6K
Pairing: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark/Pepper Potts
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Seriously.
Rating/Warnings: R, lots of swearing, violence, vague description of torture and permanent injury, ableist slur
Author's Note: A big, big thank you to [livejournal.com profile] tygermama for reading this over and giving me the encouragement my fragile ego needed. Title is from this song.

Summary: Your name is Tony fucking Stark, and this is how it goes: Start, stop, start again. Rinse. Repeat.


you’re a rich little boy (who’s had to work for his toys) 


Once, you were a child with a heart of gold, or so the newspapers tell it. Precocious and beloved. That’s not what you remember. )
snowdarkred: (being human: sally: scared)
personal stuff )
snowdarkred: (lie to me: loker: hurt)
 Remember me? I bet not. 

I've been hanging out on tumblr lately, and it's been...interesting. There are definitely some things I like on it, and definitely, definitely some things that I don't. 

For one, it kind annoys me that I gain more followers when I post in a bad mood than when I post in a good one. I think, of those that remember me, that we all know that I have a short fuse when it comes to some things, and the Glee fandom hits a lot of those. While I like my corner of it, the fandom at large is kind of...not to my tastes.

I think that's why I suddenly, out of no where, started writing Losers fic again. Y'all were super-duper nice and flexible when I was there...probably because there were only, like, fifty of us. Anyway. I can't imagine The Losers having a ship war, probably because half of the fics were threesomes, foursomes, or orgies. (We were a surprisingly raunchy group, considering.)

Anyway, I'm just dropping in to wave hello at everyone and to announce that I'll be popping back to make a proper What Have I Been Doing With My Life post within a few days. I hope everyone is as well and happy as they can be! :D
snowdarkred: (Default)
Media: vid
Title: paint the stones as jewels for eyes
Vidder: snowdarkred
Rating: PG-13/R
Spoilers (if any): the whole series
Warnings (if any): violence, bodies, blood, etc. Everything you'd expect in a serial killer-esque!AU
Tumblr link: HERE

Summary: i've been around where water meets color / and it's a secret / and we paint the stones as jewels for eyes / and the birds of the day carry night


paint the stones as jewels for eyes

statues built on the bones of your friends  )
snowdarkred: (Default)
Meme taken from [livejournal.com profile] weird_fin , who got it from someone else, and so on:

I'm going to list, and tell you briefly about, ALL THE TABS I HAVE OPEN at this moment in time, without editing (except for work-related or privacy-related reasons, if I had them, but I don't. I just mean, if you do it, obviously, feel free to edit the really crucial stuff - just, it's not in the spirit of the game to edit for guilty pleasure reasons and the like).

TABS:
1. everyone's bookmarks for Jaws, a Hawaii Five-0 fic
2. bergann's [tv]hawaii5oh bookmarks
3. cruciate's pairing:steve/danny bookmarks
4. my flist
5. my tumblr
6. my facebook, which I will not link to
7. You Mock Us, Sir! t-shirt that I really want but can't afford
8. James Loewen's Amazon page, because I want every book he's ever written
9. my class schedule for next quarter
10. my delicious account
11. a brownie in a cup recipe that I've already made, like, three times. It's okay.

My life. How exciting it is.
snowdarkred: (dailyshow: jon: sadface&confetti)
OKAY. So I know I don't post my friends' & family's shenanigans all that often, because we're a very uneven bunch and one day we'll all be fine with each other and the next day we'll each be out for blood, and to be honest, it's kind of stressful figuring out which day is going to be which.

BUT DUDE.

I NEED TO TELL YOU GUYS SOMETHING.

So, there's this chick I knew in high school.
PREQUEL OF cut to save your flists )

So anyway, we got into a week-long argument about it, because she wouldn't back off and I can't just let stupid lie.

So, ahem, to get more back on track, I'm facebook friends with R, and I didn't even really remember that because I haven't spoken to her in, literally, two years. But I posted a comment bitching about how people keep referring to Chris Colfer/Kurt Hummel as a soprano when he's actually a countertenor.

cut to save your flists )

About halfway through this, I went downstairs to ask my stepdad, since he's a classically trained singer. (He went to a fancy private Catholic school, and part of his scholarship was for music.)

RETURN OF THE cut to save your flists )

...But then I didn't, because I am GOOD PERSON. THE END.

So yeah. I'd almost feel sorry for R, because I get that she has issues and whatever, I really do, because you don't get to be her level of crazy without them (I've known her since my freshman year of high school, okay, I took classes with her. I know she's batshit) but then I remember how she freaked out at my friends party because she didn't want to sleep in the same room (and especially on the same mattress) with a two bisexual chicks and two lesbians. :/ :/ :/ :/ And how she was worried that we would ~convert her little sister, who was there too.

:/ :/ :/

Actually, you know what? Why am I still friends with her on facebook? *goes off to defriend her*

ETA:

ALSO ALSO ALSO: [livejournal.com profile] jenna_marianne  just informed that I HAVE BEEN RECCED ON [livejournal.com profile] crack_van !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

*does epic keysmash of awesome*

I...I think I need to go sit down somewhere and put my head between my knees. FFFFF
snowdarkred: (spn: sam: headphones)
Title: and then we'll carry on again
Author: [livejournal.com profile] snowdarkred 
Word Count:  575
Pairings: Sam/Sam, hint of Sam/Dean
Rating/Warnings: teen; swearing, kissing, head games, spoilers for the latest episode!
Author's Note:  THIS IS YOUR FAULT, [livejournal.com profile] high_flyer87 !!! If you hadn't gone on about how much you wanted to see puppy interact with robo!Sam, I wouldn't have written this mess. >:| JK, love you and your awesomeness! <3 Originally posted here.

Summary: Sam feels like he's dreaming. Maybe he is. There's a voice floating in the back of his head that tells him that he should be dreaming, that what he is seeing now isn't be real, but when you've lived the life he has, that voice doesn't count for much.

and then we'll carry on again

 

"Why," the other Sam hisses. "Why are you so fucking important? What makes you so much better than me?"  )
snowdarkred: (dailyshow: jon: sadface&confetti)

Watching the news about Delicious leak and the subsequent backlash – and the backlash to the backlash, and the backlash to that – the only conclusion I can come to is that Yahoo is run by idiots.

 

The number of bookmarks being saved per hour? Down. The number of new users? Down. The number of people switching to other, admittedly poorer services? Way up. All because Yahoo can't do PR for shit. True, Delicious isn't exactly a straight up profit house, but it does, or did, have consumer loyalty. Think of how many fandom people have been using it for years? How many times it's handed to fandom-newbies as the holy grail of fic indexing? How many people thank what ever deity they believe in that it exists because it makes life easier?

 

Yahoo leaked the “sunset” news – or, someone else leaked it, and then some higher up on twitter threatened to fire them in a tweet, which also isn't the best way to handle things, 'cause dude, it's not going to endear you to the public – and then refused to comment about except for some serious bullshit statement that said absolutely nothing, while simultaneously suggesting the worst. And then they were surprised at the backlash from millions of users who use Delicious for everything from work to fandom. They released a statement that blamed the media for distributing false information, when it was their own ineptitude that was leading people to draw their own conclusions. And then they just sort of handwaved it by implying that, well, no one was using Delicious anyway, so what did it matter?

 

Do you know how long it took Wikipedia to update the Delicious article to say that Delicious was shutting down? Like, two hours.

 

I love my Delicious account. It's my baby. I spent two weeks going through and standardizing my tagging system, and making sure that everything has a clear label. When my computer crashed a few months back, I lost everything that had been saved – my pictures, about half of my fics, and a whole lot of other stuff that was important to me. But what wasn't lost?

 

My fic bookmarks. My articles. My fashion links. My research – the same research that I used to figure out what the hell is up with my sexuality, or lack thereof. All of these things may not be things, they may not be physical, they may just be data, but they're important. I've been in fandom for years. I love it. It's what I grew up with, it's what help me discover who I am, it's what got me to start writing and never stop. And Delicious is important to fandom. It's another way for us to share in the epic love fest that is free-form fandom – the rush of excitement, the surge of pleasure in discovering new things, the ease of access to things that we're interested in.

 

And Yahoo threatened that. Whether the site shuts down Delicious, sells it, or whatever, I know I won't be able to trust them again. I can't. They obviously can't even manage themselves – how can I expect them to manage a simple website?


PS. I would love it if LiveJournal bought Delicious. I think it would be a good fit, though I'm not sure how that would work.
PPS. My trip to see my family didn't work out -- I couldn't go because of weather stuff. :( I've been using the past few days to panic over Delicious and read lots of Glee fic. I just need a chance to turn my brain off, you know? I feel like I'm always on on on, and I just need to power down and relax. Which I can't really do, because my boss is an idiot who doesn't know how to write a simple schedule, and that when I say, I can't work on Christmas Eve, it means I can't work on Christmas Eve. He also has the hots for my step-sister, but I don't want to think about that because it's icky and he's a creeper.

snowdarkred: (ncis: tony: bloody)
Oh my god. Oh my god. I just. I hate people. I do. Jesus.

*****Warning: talk of suicide and suicidal thoughts*****

Cut for triggery talk; please be careful )
snowdarkred: (sherlock: sherlock&john: lean close)
Title:  When the War Fires Fade
Author: [livejournal.com profile] snowdarkred 
Word Count:  ~7000
Pairings: Gen; Sherlock/John pre-slash
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Seriously.
Rating/Warnings: PG-13, magic!AU, violence, swearing, vampires that don't sparkle and are actually supposed to be somewhat scary, gratuitous descriptions
Author's Note: I. Had. SO MUCH. Fun. Writing this. I can't even begin to tell you, seriously. Okay, Sunshine is my favorite book and is pretty much the only current book dealing with vampires that I can stand. So it was only a matter of time before I wrote a fusion/inspired/crossover/thingamabob using it as a backdrop. And guess what? I did! But I would like to assure you that no knowledge of said amazing book is necessary to reading this, since I pretty much just adapted some of the mythology to my own ends. Um. Yeah. Anywho, my thanks to [livejournal.com profile] anruiukimi and [livejournal.com profile] shanachie_quill  for their encouragement and comments. You rock!

ATTENTION: [livejournal.com profile] munchinglunch made a podfic of this for [livejournal.com profile] help_japan! You can download it here.

Summary: The Wars turned the world on its head, and in that unrivaled chaos, John Watson was born with a rare gift. Sherlock, naturally, was born with an even rarer one. Years after the Wars end and the Others return to their dark lairs, two men are introduced by a well-meaning mutual acquaintance. And their world is upturned yet again.


Magic is believing in yourself; if you can do that, you can make anything happen.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

That's the thing with magic. You've got to know it's still here, all around us, or it just stays invisible for you.
Charles de Lint

A world in which elves exist and magic works offers greater opportunities to digress and explore.
Terry Brooks

We must try not to sink beneath our anguish, Harry, but battle on.
Albus Dumbledore

The story is always better than your ability to write it.
Robin McKinley

When the War Fires Fade

He didn't hear them coming. But then you didn't, did you, when they were vampires. )


snowdarkred: (inception: jgl: black&white)
Title: and when we wake from everything and nothing
Author: [livejournal.com profile] snowdarkred 
Word Count:  500
Pairings: Eames/Arthur
Rating/Warnings: PG, post-limbo-ness, touch deprivation, angst, second person
Author's Note:  I wrote this after being ~inspired by [livejournal.com profile] gyzym 's Inspiration meme on her journal - more specifically, by this photo, which is so completely heartrendingly beautiful, I can't even describe it. I in no way did it justice.  I don't think anyone could. My thanks to the anon who posted it.

Summary: Arthur wakes up from the nothingness, and Eames refuses to ever let him go again.

and when we wake from everything and nothing


He holds you like that's the only place he ever wants you to be, like you could drop him three levels down and he would still hold on, still grip you to him like he was the one who was lost for all those years. )

 

snowdarkred: (ncis: tony: bloody)
1. It has begun! The Weekend of Solitude, AKA I Need to Get Shit Done. I have a ton of stuff I want to work on, from my Inception bigbang - which I am no longer certain is going to be what I thought it was? At this point, I am on the verge of just giving up, Jesus Christ - to the Sherlock!AU, to the next part in the girl!Jensen 'verse to all the other fics that need my attention. I'm kind of failing on the not-being-ADD thing right now. D:

2. Okay, I'm an asshole. I know this. Other people know this. My knee-jerk reaction to things is 'bitchy'. So, there was this prompt, on the inception kink meme, which I shouldn't have been looking at because I have more than enough to do already. But, you see, this prompt was really good, and it was already filled. But it was filled terribly. Like, horrible, overblown angst. And I hate that, you know? When it's obvious the writer has no idea what it really feels like to experience what they're writing about, when they've basically weaving their plot around a bunch of symptoms on a list. When the writing is terrible on top of that.

Like I said, I'm kind of an asshole.

So, instead of just clicking away and returning to my proper work, I did my own fill. I rather like it, actually, even if it's a bit shorter than I want and I had a typo in the last line that I can't fix because I posted anon. But I do plan on claiming it within a week or two, when I've had a chance to clean it up and expand some parts.

Anyway, I'm an asshole because all I wanted to do was message the original filler and say something along the lines of 'Nananana, I did it better than you!' I haven't, obviously, but it was a close thing. It would be really terrible of me if I did it.

I still wanted to. I am, as you know, an asshole.

3. Yes, thank you, Amazon. I was hoping for something more detailed in response to my inquiry as to the location of my goods. "US" doesn't really tell me much, considering the size of the country.

4. I saw Brick for the first time since I saw Inception. I introduced it to my parents, actually. It got a few laughs and winces from them, as well as some plot guesses along the way. They liked it, though they were right in saying that it felt like a really well-done student film (which it basically is). But it is now my head-canon for Arthur's background, because it fits, and I may have outlined a how-Brendan-becomes-Arthur story during work yesterday. The outline is a page long. I have no idea what I'm going to do with it.

I need to stop doing this shit to myself.

5. I have no money. Just, none. Going out every Wednesday with that boy who may, eventually, become my boyfriend is killing my bank account. And now that I've realized the reason I've always felt guilty about my relationships in the past (AKA, I don't feel sexually attracted to anyone, including the people I date) I'm not sure how this is going to go. I mean, how do other manage it. We have yet to even have a conversation about gay rights - which we need to have, seeing as I refuse to date douchebags, and I need to find out if he is one - how the fuck do I explain this to him? I don't want to lead this guy on or anything.

Also, I just realize this the other day: His name is Tyler. One of my exes is Taylor. Ack.

Does anyone have any advice? I mean, the guy is familiar with fandom, as he's a gamer and comic book nerd, but he's shied away from a question about gay rights/civil rights the other day, and it has me concerned. There's also the fact that he showed me where he lived (which is in not-so-good condition) and if I decide that I don't want a relationship with him, he may decide it's because I'm a classist bitch - which I'm not, seeing as I have lived in similar places. Just not anymore. :/

Also, I'm not sure if I trust him enough to hand over my LJ username and all that goes with it. :/

I also may be trying to talk myself out of starting anything at all, but I'm not sure what to do with that.
snowdarkred: (dailyshow: jonstew: scared)
I think...I think that sometimes I forget how stupid people are.

It's just: Between my friends, who are pretty much 'whatever makes you happy' about 97% of things, and all the wonderful people on LJ, I just I don't think about how fucking moronic and ignorant the average person is.

I hate people. I just, I do. They're fucking crazy and stupid and blind.

Okay, so we did a little bit on gender roles and gender identity and so on, and my teacher's painful hetronormative views aside - she's not being directly hateful, just oblivious - we watched a clip from the Today Show, about the boy who dressed up as Daphne for Halloween.

And during discussion, someone said, I shit you not, "It'd be okay for a boy to dress in girly stuff at home, but I wouldn't allow them to go out looking like that."

There was some other stuff too, like how boys wanting to dress as girls would 'grow out of it' and so on, and I desperately wanted to shout about how it didn't fucking matter whether it was a brief period or a permenent desire or what the fuck ever. If the kid wants to wear a fucking dress, s/he can wear a fucking dress.

I'm just so used to fandom being generally awesome about stuff like this. I mean, yeah, people put their foot in it, but here, on LJ and FF and DA and tumblr and all of our other ways to connect and talk and learn from each other, it's so much easier.

Y'all are wonderful, wonderful people, and I love you all. Don't ever leave me. ;_;

It does make me wonder, though, something that I think about from time to time: What would my life be like if I'd never found fandom? I got into fandom fairly young - I was about eleven/twelve-ish - and I just, y'know, grew up with it. Fandom is how I finally figured out why I have never in my life wanted to have sexual contact with anyone. I just kept waiting and waiting and waiting for that whole 'right person' bullshit, and you know what? That person is most likely not going to appear in my life because they don't exist. I mean, if I ever meet someone and all I can think is 'Jesus Christ, I want to bang them so hard' than fine. Okay. I'm cool with that. But at the moment, I don't think it's ever going to happen.

Without fandom, I can't think of a way that I would discover anything real about asexuality. I mean, there are two - two - identified asexuals on television, and one of them is Sheldon, for God's sake. There would be no way for me to find someone in the media and go, Huh, well that fits. And I don't even want to know what my psych class would say if I were to stand up and say, Hey, I'm asexual. I mean, it'd probably be something like 'Oh, you're broken; you'll get over it' or something. D:

I... came out? as an asexual in fandom and the reaction was 'Meh. Awesome for you. Now when are you going to finish that fucking story you owe us!' It's awesome.

So yeah. I  love you guys. And I am so fucking glad I found fandom because you make my life so much better. Thank the gods people like you exist.
snowdarkred: (dailyshow: jonstew: scared)
The good: I HAVE A JOB! Admittedly not a very exciting job - I'm a hostess at an Asian restaurant near my house - but at least it's a job, right? \o/ My feet hurt, my boss is kind of an asshole, but I have an income! And that, my friends, is very good news.

The SO-SO
: My computer was out of commission for a while - I may or may not have fried the little bugger - but it's back now. Hopefully it'll keep going for a few more months, because I have no money with which to replace it. Sadly, almost all of the pics on here are gone - including my icons and some of the banners and stuff that people have made for me over the years, which sucks - but my stepdad somehow managed to save most of my documents....WHICH MEANS THAT I WON'T HAVE TO START OVER ON MY BIGBANG....not that I had much to begin with. But, just in case you were wondering, the broken computer thing was why I haven't been around in the past week. That and the job. Rather time consuming, as I'm sure you know.

The Bad: I am so far behind on all my writing projects. Like, wow, goddamn, I'm really far behind. I hardly have anything written at all. Oops.

The Worse: Leto, my biggest dog, has shown signs of limping again, and I honestly don't know what we're going to do if his shoulders are acting up again. We already spent an obscene amount of money getting him a surgery for last time; if he's still in pain, we may have to put him down. D:

The FUCK MY LIFE: I paid my college tuition, looked at my bank account, and cried. Goddamn, I don't know how I'm going to make it for another year. My job pays good - 7 buck an hour - but I have no financial help in paying for books or tuition or anything, and I can't work all the time. I still have to eat and go places and occasionally buy a used book, or I might go crazy. And I don't know how much longer my little computer will keep going. Though, thanks to [livejournal.com profile] anruiukimi 's help, I found a place where I might be able to replace her if she fails again without selling my soul or prostitution. :D

The fact is, life sucks. FML.

BONUS:

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snowdarkred: (ncis: tony: bloody)
I love Eliot, I really do. I love Eliot, I love Christian Kane, I love his hair. I love everyone on this damn television show, even Nate, and that was a huge surprise to me. I wasn't expecting that, you know? (Though I didn't really love the show until the second season; the first was almost meh to me. But, anyway, not on topic.)

I love Eliot, but if I click on a fic link and discover that what had looked to be something interesting is actually just another 'They don't appreciate Eliot and he gets beat up and look, now I'm going to make him angst about it for a thousand words!' I might just cut a bitch. Just - stop. Please, dear gods and goddesses, STOP.  It had old after the first twenty times it was written. I mean, I usually love that kind of story, but. But it's the same thing repeated over and over. Again! And again! And again! While completely disregarding Eliot's personality!

And the format almost never varies. Like, almost every time:

- Someone makes disparaging comments about what Eliot does, while the writer unsubtly points out that Eliot saves their asses on almost every job. Eliot himself will just sit there stoically and cry inside. Or something.

- They go on a job, and bad guys show up, and they hurt Eliot. Sometimes they just beat him up; sometimes they kidnap him and beat him up. He acts like a brave little soldier through it all. Sometimes the writer even lets him hurt the bad guys back before they take him down.

- If he's kidnapped, the team takes forever to track him down and get him out. He's usually beat up while they do that. If he's not kidnapped, the team usually makes light of his injuries and Eliot stoically doesn't mention them because his inner child is in curled up in the fetal position or whatever.

- Either he collapses or he loses it and starts yelling at the team. If the writer's really getting into it, he may do both. Perhaps even at the same time.

- The team then feels really bad and ashamed of themselves and sorry. They make long speeches about how they were wrong and how they undervalued Eliot, can he ever forgive them? And Eliot will graciously do so from his hospital bed.

There. I just spoiled you for half of the fics in the fandom.

Seriously.

Dear fandom, I love you, but you piss me off. Please stop. Eliot is a badass. Respect the badass. Give the badass at least some of the personality he has on the show. And don't take away his badassness. Please and thank you.

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