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: (inception: numbers: 528491)
Title: mad maudlin's dirty toes
Fandom: Inception
Author: [livejournal.com profile] snowdarkred  
Word Count: ~1K
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Seriously.
Rating/Warnings: PG-13; standard Inception mindfuckery
Author's Note: [livejournal.com profile] lathyrism  continues to be a goddess on earth with her marvelous betaing skills and endless encouragement. 

Summary: There's a staircase, a hall, a wall that is a window, another hall, and a room with a fire that doesn't burn. Ariadne has a gun.


mad maudlin's dirty toes


There's a free-standing, ornate doorframe in front of her; it's made out of carefully carved bone. )
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)
Media: vid
Title: mad tom of bedlam
Vidder: snowdarkred
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers (if any): the whole series
Warnings (if any): nothing that isn't in the show
Tumblr link: HERE

Summary: these spirits white as lightning / did on that journey guide me / the sun did shake and the pale moon quake / whenever they did spy me

mad tom of bedlam

for they all go bare, and they live in the air / and they want no drink nor money  )

 

snowdarkred: (glee: text: courage)
Media: vid
Title: thistle & weeds
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers (if any): up to 2x16
Warnings (if any): the same homophobic bullying we see in the show
Tumblr link: here

Summary: spare me your judgments and spare me your dreams / cause recently mine have been tearing my seams / i sit alone in this winter clarity which clouds my mind

thistle & weeds

but i will hold on )
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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.
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I'm actually trying to catch up on comments at the moment. <3 I'm so far behind! So, in the mean time, and while everyone is waiting for me to update one of my WIPs....

THE ANONYMOUS WRITING FEEDBACK MEME



Come on over and hit me with your opinions! :D And sorry for people still waiting on replies from me; my inbox is overloaded! Work! And school is super busy; I have to have a script written by tomorrow, and blah blah blah; life sucks.

PS - Hello, new friends! Welcome to my crazy wonderland! Please read over my note about friending when you get the chance! :D <3
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: (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.
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1. It's amazing how much I hate driving. Seriously. I need to move to a city that has a proper metro system, which mine doesn't, because the county voted to not be a part of the network. :/

2. My psych professor thinks I'm...well-adjusted. We had to write a paper about our parents' parenting styles, etc, and I wrote mine, literally, an hour before it was due. I spent maybe thirty minutes on it, and I was glossing over a shit-ton of stuff, because, well. She's my psych prof, not my therapist, and I have zero interest into getting into some of the heavier crap with my instructor. But, yeah, she sent me an email and said that she thought I was amazingly well-adjusted, you know, considering. Because she obviously knows me well enough to tell that I handling being screwed over by life. *rolls eyes* But, I did get a 100% on the paper, so I'm willing to move on. :3

3. My Sherlock AU is growing in leaps and bounds, and yet my Inception bigbang is tottering on painfully slowly. I do not think I like this. Not at all. More fic news here.

4. Martin Freeman is awesome.

5. Weekend of Solitude coming up! I am stupidly excited about having thee says to myself. I'm not sure what that says about me.

6. I fool around with the Sherlock promo pic and put it up on dA, but I'm going to put here anyway, just because:


Sherlock and John, Halloween by ~snowdarkred on deviantART

Can you spot what's wrong/different with this picture? :D

ETA: ALSO, my Supernatural Season 5 DVDs yesterday! \o/ Finally! My mom promised to get them for me, like, six months ago. And they're here now!

SON OF ETA: ALSO, so there's this guy that sits next to me in psych (he's sitting next to me right now, actually) who is constantly staring at my laptop screen, and he sometimes comments and so on. Example: He just told me that had many tabs open. Seriously. NONE OF HIS BUSINESS. So I asked him, Why do you do that. He said, Do what? I said, Look at my screen. Why do you do that? He said, Oh, and then spent the next twenty minutes pointedly talking to the chick behind us. \o/ Success! :D
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1. God, I hate Geico commercials. Seriously, that little lizard needs to die.

2. I took a picture! An awesome picture! That I posted here at my very neglected dA account! Check it out!

3. I started another Inception fic. I'm kind of hoping that I will wake up one day and discover that I have accidentally written my bigbang story. God, I hope so. That would make my life so much easier.

4. I went out to lunch. With a boy. It was raining. He offered to drive the car to the door so I wouldn't get wet. We had pizza at the best pizza place ever. :) It was nice.

5. Hoshi the dog is on a diet because my mom thinks she's fat. I just think that she's a square mutt.

6. I have a sneaking suspicion that I will go on a writing spree this weekend and finish some WIPs for a bunch of fandoms that I have sitting around. I hope so. It's kind of ridiculous, how much I don't have done. 
snowdarkred: (inception: jgl: black&white)
Title: Unstructured Reality
Author: [livejournal.com profile] snowdarkred 
Word Count:  ~2.2K
Pairings: Eames/Arthur
Rating/Warnings: PG-13, swearing, violence, muffins that are not bought (until the end)
Author's Note:  Much thanks to [livejournal.com profile] shanachie_quill  for looking this over (despite the fact that we had an extremely silly and intense ten minute debate over AIM about the proper use of commas) - you rock my socks like always, darling. This fic was written because I cannot for the life of me get my damn bigbang fic to work, so I vented my frustrations on poor Arthur's hide. Because I'm a bad person. Dedicated to my real life Eames, Evie, who puts up with my anal retentive bitching on a regular basis. :3

Summary: Arthur won't (can't) tell them anything, because if he does they will know that he is not Eames, and that would be very, very bad for Eames' health. (Or, I Apparently Really, Really Like Having the Bad Guys Tie Arthur Up and Eames Save Him.)

Unstructured Reality


 

It drove Arthur mad. (Now he can look back and smile, but then all he could think was, I am not allowed to murder a teammate over his fashion sense; it is unprofessional and unbecoming and bad for business.)  )
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1. I have no plans this weekend, other than a brief shift at work on Sunday. I rather like that. I traded Saturday next week for Halloween, so should I find a party to go to on the day itself, I can. The only thing I really want to do is sleep and write at least 3-5K on whichever Inception bigbang fic actually starts talking to me.

2. OMG, MY INCEPTION BB IS KILLING ME. I can't decide on what to write, and anything I try comes out wrong! I've written the starts of six different fics, I shit you not, and I am hating it. I don't know where any of it is going, or what I can do to fix it, and it's driving me insane. Just when I think I've worked out what I'm going to do, it DIES. ;_; I FAIL AT LIFE AND ALSO INCEPTION. Watch me as I weep.

3. I am so stupidly obsessed with this video of Joseph Gordon-Levitt singing Bad Romance, I can't even BEGIN to tell you. It's even better when you realize that he changed the French lyrics to something rather naughty: (roughly) I want to fuck you and then I want to fucking leave you/fuck off. And he points out the Hitchcock references! :D IT IS AWESOME AND HE IS AWESOME AND YOU SHOULD BE AWESOME AND WATCH IT.

4. I have pre-ordered the Inception DVD and the Sherlock (BBC) series, because I am a fucking fangirl who fangasms. My bank account, it cries.

5. Okay, so there's this girl, woman, whatever, at work right? And everyone has that one coworker that they just can't stand, right? SHE DRIVES ME INSANE. I used to eat at the restaurant I work at all the time, and I HATED having her, because she is the worst. Waitress. On. The fucking. Planet. She touches everything, is obnoxious, and then is somehow surprised when she gets bad tips. I have a (girl)friend who, every time we go anywhere together, people assuming I'm dating, IDK why. (Why yes, [livejournal.com profile] ravenclaw_wench , I'm talking about you, Jesus Christ.) Anyway, we went out to eat together, and she treated us worse than usual, and she gave us dirty looks and really, I'm a good tipper. Anyone who regularly waits on me knows this. My flat tip is three dollars no matter how little I order, and I then add a dollar for every ten that I spend. And for once in my fucking life, I tipped someone less than that. I gave her a really, really shitty tip. Because her stupidity? Was really fucking obvious. And it pissed me off.

Anyway, so I now work with her, and she seems to have forgotten about it, but I saw her when the cute lesbian couple with the baby comes in (and they have not, sadly, returned) and I deal with her everyday and -- just no. She calls me babe and baby and sugar and sweetheart, and while I don't mind usually - I rather like it, actually - that's when I actually like the person talking to me. I don't like her one bit, and it comes across as condescending rather than affectionate, which we both know it isn't. It drives me insane. And between her being awful at her job, her being a bitchy waitress, and her constantly commenting on how much I do or don't eat - like it's any of her fucking business that I'm a stick, okay, and I am so fucking tired of people I don't know or like accusing me of having eating disorders I don't have, SAJFIEOA;NFEA;H.

*breathes*

Oh my gods, I did not mean to let that rant get away from me.

(The thing is, I'm actually kind of sensitive about the eating thing because, all through childhood to the present, everyone has something to say about how skinny I am. I've had complete strangers give me the 'It's okay to eat a burger/don't you eat more than salad/don't they feed you, lol/have you considered help speech(es) and it's just. It's one of my hot button issues, okay? I am not even that thin - I weigh a hundred pounds, alright, and I have hips and a sizable bust and all. I eat at least two meals a day and I get my nutritional requirements, and so what if I absolutely hate fast food? It literally makes me sick. And anyway, I used to eat four full meals a day and snacks and so on and WAS STILL HUNGRY, and while my Ten Weeks of Crazy episode kind of trashed my metabolism, I still have days like that.)

*breathes*

Okay, I'm shutting up now. Jesus Christ. Um.

ETA: It's not that I'm not sympathetic to people who DO have eating disorders, it's just - I didn't appreciate being told that there was something wrong with me growing up, because, quite frankly, I got enough of that shit at home, thanks very much. Not the eating disorder bit, but the There's Something Wrong With You bit.
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These are some of the incomplete stories sitting on my computer at the moment. I know where most of them are going, but not all, and I just feel like sharing the openings to a few of them to catch what you think. They're for a number of different fandoms; it's almost embarrassing how many I'm involved in. One day, I shall restrain myself. Maybe.

The fics!

I. Inception

words so far: ~150

 

Of course, things don't go according to plan. )


 


II. Sherlock (BBC)
words so far: ~200

When he dreams... )


 


III. Supernatural
words so far: ~10,400

 

His sister's quiet sniffling is what wakes him. )

 



IV. Star Trek/His Dark Materials
words so far: ~3,300

 

"No," he said, his lips curling in disgust. )




V. Criminal Minds
words so far: ~1,500

 

They found the girl three miles outside of town. )
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Well, I actually have a few strange eating habits, not just weird food combinations.  For example, my staple breakfast food is either left over pasta or a peanut and jelly sandwich.

As for the actual combinations, well, I like my meatball subs with mayonnaise all over it, and I have a particular bowl that I like to make sometimes: Wild rice, mixed with boiled eggs, mixed with ranch dressing, mixed with green beans. Yum.

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