Nov. 20th, 2015

Fic or Die: Time to Put Out

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Header (edited bc I forgot word count, doh):

May. 17th, 2011

DRABBLE DAY FUCK YEAH BRILLIANT

I AM FINALLY CAUGHT UP ON READING ALL THE DRABBLES AND HOPEFULLY COMMENTING ON EVERYTHING AND ASAJOSJALKSJAKLSJAKLSJAKLSJALKJKAKLSJAL OMG YOU GUYS. SO MUCH AWESOMESAUCE. ALL THE CRACK! ALL THE WOOBIE! ALL THE WONDERFUL AUs AND OTPs AND FUCK YEAH, ESKIMO CANON IS THE ONLY CANON!! MY MIND MAY BE PERMANENTLY BLOWN BUT IT WAS FUCKING WORTH IT. AYAYAYAYAYAAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAY!!!

I THOUGHT YOU SHOULD KNOW.

*SLUMPS*

Jan. 9th, 2011

Fic: Slayer – Love Hurts (And Then The Mop Goes Into The Dragon) (DeRo, Marc, Isabelle, Tom; NC-17)

The reveals for HoFest went up, so I can finally claim & repost this leviathan fic! On Archive of Our Own, mind, because it's way too long for IJ. FTR, I've done some final tweaking on it because I was looking at it during HoFest and found a few mistakes so this is a slightly cleaned-up version.


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Title: Slayer – Love Hurts (And Then The Mop Goes Into The Dragon)
Author: [info]aldiara
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Roman Wild, Deniz Öztürk, Marc Hagendorf, Isabelle Steinkamp, Tom Reichenbach, Vanessa Steinkamp, Florian Wild, Marian Öztürk; Deniz/Roman, *Roman/Marc, Marc/Tom* [highlight for hinted-at other pairings]
Summary: Being an account of what transpired at the Öztürk/Wild household and elsewhere after certain events inconveniently recalling the recent past. A story involving ice musicals, skating games, bitchy skaters, clueless computer nerds, stage drama, porn, dragons, horses, untimely revelations, need for closure, questionable likelihood of attaining closure, and Many Many Issues.
Rating: NC-17
Warning(s): Excessive musical cheesiness. Defilement of sacred kitchen appliances.
Word Count: 44,000
Author's Notes: Originally written as a gift for [info]ktbob (<3333333333) during HoHoHo Fest on [info]no7_awz and posted here. Diverges from canon sometime past episode 1020, although Jenny's disappearance still happened. For the purposes of this fic, Katja never returned from Halle, and the Frank=Franziska reveal took place earlier than in canon. All ludicrous flaws regarding descriptions of skating, localities and ice show production belong to author.
Special thanks: 1) To my wonderful brainthird [info]lilithilien for agreeing to beta this monster and offering some incredibly useful and necessary suggestions. 2) To DG, for the dragon, for the musical plot (modified by me, because every GBWI story needs a totalitarian overlord complex bitch queen), for the title and the inspiration. 3) To [info]alsha, for the cheerleading, for helping with that dratted scene, for a dragon named Yuri. 4) To [info]ktbob, for ranting in the comments of ep915 that the only acceptable answer to the question "What changed?" should have been "I did."

~~~

Read "Slayer" here @ AO3


Aaaaaaaand here's the playbill, lovingly designed by the fabulous Lil! *explodes in spontaneous bursts of squeeeeeeeeee and love* )

~~~

Oct. 31st, 2010

Cheerfully going bonkers as usual

I am so way overdue an update and as usual I fail at structure, so I'm going to nab [info]giorgiakerr's basic number format, kk? EVERYONE LOVES NUMBERS.

1. My mini-hiatus thing is over. It was spurred by a completely mad burst of creativity that had me doing nothing but, uh, well, creative stuff for a good two weeks and I couldn't be arsed to have a social life even online. Obsessive Aldi is obsessive. Anyway, I've finished a mural, I've cranked out a short piece of writing, and most importantly, in a bizarre development utterly at odds with all things to do with me and time management, I've finished my HoHoHo Fest assignment early. I KNOW. On the more normal side of things, it needs massive amounts of editing, and since I loathe editing with the fiery power of a thousand suns, I'll probably still find myself the night before the deadline going "OH SHIT OH SHIT I HAVE NOT FIXED ANYTHING AND NOW THERE'S NOT ENOUGH TIME OH SHIT", so all will be as usual, I expect. BUT YES, YES, IT IS STRANGE AND UNSETTLING, I DO NOT GET THINGS DONE ON TIME, WTF. But I am just the tiniest bit chuffed about it. And I hope my giftee (??? is that the proper term for person receiving gift?) will like it. WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.

2. Summer is here YAYAYAYYAY. I walked all the way to town today (it's about 40 minutes along the bike path, which is an elevated lovely hike through the hills with lots of trees and meadows and yes, sheep) listening to music in the sun and then lazed around on the green near the cathedral and it was glorious. I LOVE SUMMER.

3. One of the rose bushes that I planted about two years ago in the mad and over-optimistic notion that I might actually, you know, take care of them and that I then promptly left to wither and die, has suddenly decided to burst into bloom. The other one would usually come out with maybe... one tiny wee rose a year and I'd be all "o_O LOOK LOOK IT'S A FLOWER! AM MADLY TALENTED NURTURING EARTH MOTHER!" and this one literally hasn't done anything since I planted it other than sit there looking bare and sullen. Over the past months, it's randomly started growing like mad until it reached a freakish height, and right now it's ALL OVER roses as big as both of my hands together. They are dark red velvety and stunningly gorgeous and stunningly fragrant and I'd take a picture if the only camera we currently owned wasn't the one that Alsha's parents sent her for her birthday except then it took three months to arrive and by the time it *did* arrive she was in England so now I think it'd be tacky to play with her present before she gets back and can play with it herself, so there's no picture, just take my word for it, MY ROSES ARE GORGEOUS AND THIS IS EXCITING, OKAY. (wow, that was a tangenty sentence.)

4. Speaking of [info]alsha, yes, she is still gone and appears to be having a whale of a time (bizarre expression, surely). I miiiiiiiiiss her <333333

5. I need to watch my tendency to stick "<333333333333333333"s onto absolutely everything I say, lest it lose its significance, don'tcha know.

6. I am currently only sliiiightly inebriated but plan to be more so later, as I have pretty much been living on a diet of cider and strawberries. Wheeeeeeeee!

7. Was worried about having no work for a while, but I think/hope it's getting back to normal? I think I may have mentioned a time or fifty how vexing the flip-flop between "ARGH DYING UNDER MOUNTAINS OF WORK, CANNOT COPE" and "ARGH, WILL NEVER EVER GET WORK AGAIN AS LONG AS LIVE & PETS WILL STARVE & HOUSE WILL NEED TO BE SOLD & WILL NEED TO LIVE UNDER BRIDGE EXCEPT CANNOT ACTUALLY REMEMBER WHERE NEAREST BRIDGE IS" states of freelance employment is. Why does one not get paid for managing very hard task of, IDK, existing? Bah.

8. Birthday was fabulous explosion of love, including the sparkliest of greetings from Cologne (some of them complete with horrible fake Austrian accents, lololol <333333333333333333333). *squishes marvellous friends*

9. Still in cranky state of disenchantment with Show; on the upside, though, fiercely in love with fabulous canon-fixing fandom *cuddles it*

10. I HAVE NOTHING TO PUT HERE, I JUST WANTED A 10.

11. I have a sick craving for watching the Dawson's Creek finale *cackles madly* SHUP, IT TOTALLY MAKES ME CRY.

12. HAPPY HALLOWEEN!

13. I thiiiiiiink I am caught up with everything I meant to get caught up on IJ and neeeaaarly there on LJ. If there is something that will crumple and die unless it is validated by a comment from me, please yell at me and point me at it!

14. *squishes f-list*

Oct. 13th, 2010

Isabelle icons!

Because I was in desperate need of procrastination and because I have firmly turned my back on Katja (at least until she wipes that smug gloat off her face and/or acknowledges the raging lust she has for Isabelle), I've made Izzie icons, wheeeee!

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I'm rubbish at icons, but eh - when someone's as insanely pretty as Ania Niedieck, it's physically impossible to completely fuck it up, lol.


The rest is here! )

(yes, yes, I know that 23 is an impostor, lol. BUT SHE IS PRETTY TOO AND THERE NEED TO BE STALKERSLUT ICONS.)

Feel free to grab if you fancy any!

Sep. 20th, 2010

Girlcrush of the week: Joyce Ilg, A.K.A. Obscure AWZ Character Appreciation Post (with picspam)

(Aside: You know what is fucking annoying? The fact that when you finally get round to tossing out half your old icons and replacing them with new ones, all the old posts on which you used the old icons revert to your default icon, no matter how perfectly suited those icons were to those posts. Come ON, InsaneJournal peeps! Surely there should be some snazzy solution for that by now. Not impressed.)

Why am I here? What am I doing? Oh, right. Hey peeps. Meet my girlcrush of the week:

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This is Joyce Ilg. Joyce Ilg is a young German actress who played Sophie Brenner on AWZ.

...

Who the fuck is Sophie Brenner, you ask? (picspam-heavy) )

Jun. 24th, 2010

Oh fandom. The things I do to you.

Okay. I feel I need to eeeeeeeaaaaaase you guys into this.

NO NO NO, I AM NOT RECCING ANY HORRIFIC BADFIC, I PROMISE!!! HONEST! )

There. I said it. Wheeeeeeeeeee!

Apr. 28th, 2010

Dovegrey whiskey - but good once fried

OH HAI, uhm, sleep? What? No, I haven't gone totally bonkers (yet). Nutty subject line is how I read one of [info]alsha's corrections to the epically crap chapter she was betaing for me. NICE HANDWRITING THERE, MEINE HOLDE! SO HELPFUL!*

Aaaanyway. Just dropping by to do one of my usual bimonthly HELLO I'M NOT DEAD posts. I'm so behind on comments to the point where I'm afraid I have to declare an amnesty on all the one I haven't replied to yet and keeping up again from now on, because OMG YOU PEOPLE ARE POSTY.

Off to finally work on my noms for the 2010 SEXYS, YAYYAYAYAYYAYAYAYAY! Seriously, this has been my shining, dazzling, enticing reward waiting for me all week *hugs fandom tight and snogs it to the ground*

*OMG IT SO IS, THO. *dissolves in wibbly gratitude*

Apr. 16th, 2010

NEW AWZ COMMUNITY!!

COME PLAY! COME PLAY! COME PLAY! COME PLAY!

[info]eskimo_kiss

*does excited puppy impersonation*

[info]lilithilien and I found a spare 2.7 seconds in our day that wasn't being properly leveraged so we decided to do something with it and set up an AWZ comm to have a hot illicit affair with its counterpart [info]no7_awz. While the latter is focused on fanworks, we wanted to have a place for AWZ meta, ep discussions, random crack, vidding tutorials and, y'know, whatevs.

COME CHECK IT OUT!

And check out our cracky friending meme and rub noses.

Apr. 4th, 2010

GOOL-y Goodies: Aldi's Verbose Trip Report of Doom (With Extra Sap, Yuck)

So, that wee event thing that's been eating mine and [info]lilithilien's lives for the past months... happened. Without major catastrophe. Which still confuses my pessimistic little heart no end: "What? Things went shiny? People were happy? Had a good time? No one got throttled, abducted, lost, or otherwise abused? REALLY?"

Really. Minor hiccoughs aside, the weekend was ****ING AWESOME (yeah, sorry, NHLB-ers. I stalked your sekrit chatroom and witnessed the happening of your sekrit in-jokes ;)), unforgettable, ecstatic, blurry with fabulousity.

I've been nabbing photos from everyone left, right, and centre since I got back, since I didn't bring my own camera, so I think it'd be rather pointless to repost other people's pics, lol. (Well, maybe one. Or two. That I really really liked.) I shall focus on rambling instead. BECAUSE I CAN RAMBLE, Y/Y!


Bring snacks. And water. And possibly a potty. Here there be babbling. )

(Now I'm home and believe it or not, I STILL have leftover condoms and lube. And I really am the last person to need them. *makes water balloons*)

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