gyzym: (Danny oh my god you are adorbs)
WAIT, WAIT, HERE'S WHAT HAPPENED, IT'S NOT MY FAULT.

Okay, so the other day was [livejournal.com profile] illian's birthday, and I said "Oh hey, happy birthday, I will write you an H50 ficlet!" And then, later, [livejournal.com profile] hermette and [livejournal.com profile] thegrrrl2002 and I had this brief conversation about how Steve and Danny would have like, atrociously failtastic date nights. And I thought to myself, "Oh, self, here is what you will do! You will write a ficlet about Steve and Danny going on terrible terrible dates!"

Nine...thousand...words later...

Happy birthday, [livejournal.com profile] illian. I hope you enjoy this, [livejournal.com profile] hermette, [livejournal.com profile] thegrrrl2002. The rest of you...should probably just give up on me now. I am clearly a lost cause.

Title: just like the barrel going over the falls (crying all the way down 'i never asked to be involved')
Pairing: Steve/Danny [Chin/Malia, Kono/Ben Bass]
Rating: R (boooordering on NC-17)
Wordcount: 8,720
Summary: Peer pressure convinces Danny and Steve (well, okay, just Steve) that date nights are a necessary part of a healthy relationship. They try them out. It...doesn't go well.

just like the barrel going over the falls )
gyzym: (Arthur's on a beach)
HELLO HELLO INTERWEBS.

I apologize for being a little MIA, shit has been busy etc etc holiday parties etc etc limited time etc etc OMG YULETIDE all of things etc etc etc etc. I have a lot of things to say! But, first and foremost, I would like to let everyone know that (drumroll please):

I HAVE NAMED MY BROTHERS.

Yes, it's true, everyone clap, I know you are as thrilled as I am about this. AND EVEN IF YOU ARE NOT, I am deeply relieved not to have to keep typing out "the nineteen year old" and "the eleven year old" every six seconds. And I guess I should probably...tell you...the names. So, uh, basically what happened is [livejournal.com profile] two_if_by_sea suggested I call one of them Donkey Punch because she's hilarious and horrifying and stuff, and then that mutated into:

Burro Punch/Burro: My 19-year-old frat boy brother
Burrito Punch/Burrito: My 11-year-old sixth grade brother

You know, because burro means...donkey and "ito" is an...affectionate diminutive...okay anyway HURRAY FOR CATHY! I will probably mostly be calling them Burro and Burrito, TBH :D BUT AT LEAST THEY ARE NAMED NOW.

Speaking of my brothers, the other night Burro and I got high and he unwittingly outlined a hilarious Inception fic with me. )

So, you know, that was the best ten minutes of my life.

And now, because it's been ages since I posted fic and I feel legit bad about that (although I am working on things I swear I am) here is a WIP dump!

1200 words of unfinished top!Arthur PWP )

2,000 words of...um, drunk blowjob porn )

That coffeeshop AU drabble that I posted on Nellie's AU thinger awhile back )

And a coffeeshop AU drabble never before seen by the internet )

Will these coffeeshop scenes make it into the coffeeshop sequel? Er, maybe. Which brings up the question: is there going to be a coffeeshop sequel? Er...probably. BUT I DON'T KNOW WHEN, GUYS, IT MIGHT BE MONTHS FROM NOW, DON'T HOLD ME TO ANYTHING, OKAY?

Also I'm working on this other thing. I'll tell you guys about it soon, when it's done. For now, I have a Yuletide to write (oh god) and nails to paint and, hopefully, coffee to drink. HAPPY SATURDAY, GUYS :D
gyzym: (Ariadne is a BAMF.)
....BECAUSE I FEEL LIKE I SHOULD EXPLAIN MYSELF, AND I KNOW SOME OF YOU HAVE BEEN CONFUSED BEFORE.

Instructions:

1) Make an entry with the filled out form
2) Have your f-list describe in the comments how they pronounce your username, what they originally thought it said/meant


✩ gyzym

juh-is-um. You know. Like...like jism.



OH MY GOD YOU GUYS IT WAS AN ACCIDENT. I was reading Allen Ginsberg's Howl and I saw the word and I just thought it looked pretty, I WAS VERY YOUNG AT THE TIME, it took me like seriously a year before I had any reason to say it out loud and realize, and by that point it was too late. I have *seriously* considered changing it, many many times.



It's English, or Allen Ginsberg's gorgeous approximation of English. It means what you think it means. IN CONCLUSION, WHEN I CREATED THIS JOURNAL I ACCIDENTALLY NAMED MYSELF AFTER SEMEN. There is no excuse or hope for me.




Original Post: @ [livejournal.com profile] memeseveriwhere


In other news, last night my brother (the 19 year old one, not the 11 year old one, I HAVE TWO BROTHERS, I AM CONSIDERING GIVING THEM FAKE NAMES TO KEEP PEOPLE FROM BEING CONFUSED, SUGGESTIONS?) lurked in my bushes and then laughed hysterically at me when he scared the shit out of me, and then made me smoke with him so we could have stoned latkes. I THINK FRATERNITY LIFE HAS WARPED HIM SOMEWHAT.
gyzym: (T.Hard w/ cig and skepticism)
1. Ahahahahahaha, so I woke up this morning to SEVENTY FIVE EMAILS from various points in the last week because apparently Gmail hates me, so if I owe you a comment response/email, I AM SUPER DUPER SORRY, I WILL GET ON THAT STAT.

2. APOLOGIES FOR HOW I LIGHTWEIGHT VANISHED, I WAS ILL AND THEN I WAS...ER...LAZY AND ILL? BUT I AM BACK NOW.

3. I've pretty much spent the last week mainlining Psych, largely because jdfnjdkfhdjskf James Roday. His face! His hilarity! His perfectly pronounced Spanish, Jesus fucking Christ. And, also, hello Dule Hill, I have missed you and your gorgeousness desperately since I crushed on you during The West Wing (which, I mean, seriously, that show as a young teen, do not even get me started--it was all, "Bradley Whitford! Rob Lowe! Dule Hill!" and I was all, "I am not even quite old enough to understand the wish to be in my bunk, but...but I think that's where I want to be"). Do not worry, though, Inception still holds my heart; I am currently writing one Psych fic and, um, I believe 15 Inception ones, so have no fear.

However, for the record, it's not like you can blame me, because these men? VERY ATTRACTIVE.

You know that's right. )

4. OH MY GOD I AM SO BEHIND ON FIC WRITING MY MUSES WERE ASLEEP ALL WEEK BECAUSE I WAS SICK AND GROSS AND NOW I FEEL BETTER AND AM BACK IN MY COFFEESHOP AND GOING OH MY FUCKING GOD WHAT I HAVEN'T DONE ANYTHINGGGGGGGG OH MY FUCKING GOD, SO, YOU KNOW, THERE IS THAT.

5. Happy Chanukah, fellow Jews on my flist! Happy first week of December, everybody else! ALL THE HEARTS FOR YOU GUYS. ALL OF THEM. ♥ ♥ ♥

6. EDITED TO ADD: I HAVE JUST REALIZED THAT BETWEEN MY ICON, MY MOODTHEME, AND THESE PICTURES, THIS POST FEATURES PHOTOS OF TOM HARDY, JGL, DULE HILL AND JAMES RODAY. CLEARLY THIS SHOULD BE MY NEW GOAL IN EVERY POST.
gyzym: (T.Hard w/ cig and skepticism)
Okay, um, look, I make no promises to adhere to the results of this poll because I AM CRAZY/HAVE SOME AUTHORITY ISSUES, APPARENTLY, but I do actually like. Want some. Direction? As to what would make you guys happy? BECAUSE I LIKE TO MAKE EVERYONE HAPPY, but I can't promise because sometimes I can't control what random idea decides it is the idea of the moment and and and--

--OH FUCK YOU GUYS JUST VOTE SO I CAN WORK ON SOMETHING Y/Y?

[Poll #1648412]

JGL THANKS YOU FOR YOUR PARTICIPATION:
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gyzym: (Sleepy!Arthur)
This story, like all stories worth telling, starts with JGL's twitter.

I'm bopping around on it yesterday, because I'm looking for a link to...something. I don't even know what now, but as is The Way Of The Internet, yesterday I NEEDED IT AT ONCE OMFG, and his twitter was the place I recalled seeing it, right? So I'm looking, and I'm looking, and I find a tweet mentioning that Rian Johnson had been the director of Brick.

"Wait," I think, "wait, what?"

See, the thing is, Rian Johnson directed The Brothers Bloom, which is one of my favorite movies of all time. And not that JGL being in Brick wasn't a selling point in and of itself, but this new information pushed the film into OH MY GOD WHY HAVEN'T I SEEN THIS YET territory. I check, find it is available for streaming on Netflix, and I watch it.

Or, well, I watch most of it. Then I get tired and pass out, and I wake up this morning horrifyingly sick. I call an audible on my day, tell work I will not be coming in, watch the last half hour Brick because, you know, JGL, lovely distraction, and then I fall asleep and have this dream.

I'm in a bar, right, this bar that looks a lot like a bar I love in NYC, and there's a highball glass in front of me. I take a sip and discover, to my extreme glee, that it is in fact a cucumber vodka tonic, made with this cucumber infused vodka that they make by hand at a bar in the town where I used to go to school. The bar I am in is not that bar (and look I recognize that this makes me sound like a hipster, okay, I get that, but OH MY FUCKING GOD YOU GUYS THAT CUCUMBER VODKA IS SO DELICIOUS I CANNOT EVEN), and this is how I realize I am dreaming.

Allow me to repeat: I realize I am dreaming.

Now, I feel I should mention at this point that this is not my first lucid dream ever. I have them a lot, although generally I don't do anything particularly awesome in them. (I didn't know I even could do awesome things in them until I saw the movie Waking Life, which, among other things, informed me that one of the ways to tell if you're having a lucid dream is if you flick a light switch and nothing happens. Trufax: morning after I saw that, I woke up, groggy and out of sorts, noticed that none of the lights in my apartment were working, and spent five minutes trying to make myself fly before it occurred to me that the power might be out. My life, not thrilling.) But so I'm excited, right, I drink all of my delicious vodka and my glass refills itself, I've called off work back IRL and as such have no alarm to dread, I can just go ahead and enjoy this.

And then JGL walks into the bar.

Now, please note: celebrity cameos in my dreams are generally just that--cameos. They kind of pop their heads in, fail entirely to speak to me, and pop back out again. And so I don't know why JGL decided to stick around, if it was just because I'd just watched the end of Brick or what, but it occurs to me, staring at him, sipping my fantastic fucking drink, that this is a pretty awesome situation.

I am having a lucid dream featuring Joseph Gordon Levitt. I mean, really, not even I could cock that up, right?

Oh, god, I always underestimate my own fail.

Dream!JGL: Hello!
Dream!Me: I feel obligated to inform you, for the sake of preventing awkwardness later, that you are Joseph Gordon Levitt.
Dream!JGL: Um. Yeah, I know.
Dream!Me: Well, just so long as we're clear on that.
Dream!JGL: Wait, that was your idea of preventing awkwardness?
Dream!Me: Oh, it could have been a lot worse, believe me.
Dream!JGL: You think so? Really?
Dream!Me: God, yeah. I could have mentioned about how I spend most of my free time writing gay fanfiction about you on the internet, for one thing.
Dream!JGL: ...Um. Do you spend most of your free time writing gay fanfiction about me on the internet?
Dream!Me: No? Just...just that character you played in Inception.
Dream!JGL: Oh my god, why would you tell me that?
Dream!Me: YOUR ASS HAS MYSTICAL POWERS, OKAY, I AM A LITTLE FLUSTERED HERE.
Dream!JGL: Okay, uh. Well, then. I'm just going to...go over here now.
Actual!Me: *wakes up horrified*

MY POINT BEING: CONGRATULATIONS, YOU GUYS, YOU OFFICIALLY KNOW SOMEONE WHO IS HIDEOUSLY AWKWARD WITH CELEBRITIES WITHOUT EVEN MEETING SAID CELEBRITIES, WHAT THE ACTUAL SHIT.
gyzym: (RDJ paint okey-doey)
So, back before Inception happened to me (NO ONE FORESEES INCEPTION) I signed up for [livejournal.com profile] sherlockfest. This...is my entry. HAPPY HALLOWEEN, EVERYONE.

Title: All's Fair
Setting: BBC!verse
Rating: R (my language is, as ever, completely appalling)
Characters/Pairings: John/Sherlock
Genre/Warnings: Uh. Ridiculousness? Some drunkenness, mentions of Harry's canonical alcoholism.
Summary: "I declare leaf war," Sherlock says, turning a page. "Do I need to be clearer?"
Notes: Written based on the prompt of Sherlock and John having a leaf fight. It got...rather out of hand. My brain often takes me places I'd rather not go, really. But, ah, best of luck reading it?

All's Fair )
gyzym: (arthur with book)
"Most ridiculous thing I've ever written." I throw these words around. I said it about that thing with the Disney princesses, and I said it about that crazed Twitter story, and the thing is, you guys, I was wrong. Because this? This is the most ridiculous thing I've ever written. If I ever write anything more ridiculous than this, it's time to cart me off to the madhouse.

To be fair, though, this is TOTALLY NOT MY FAULT. The fabulous [livejournal.com profile] elrhiarhodan (who, by the way, is so amazing that she has ALREADY PRODUCED FABULOUS NEW MOVIE POSTERS FOR THIS STORY, which you should ALL go check out), came to me. She said "I had this dream, Jizz. I had this dream where the Inception team was in Winnie the Pooh."

YOU GUYS KNOW ME. YOU HAVE TO KNOW WHAT HAPPENED.

I tried to stop myself, I really did. I went to [livejournal.com profile] angelgazing. I said "Oh god, help me, help me, I am writing the Inception team as Pooh characters, save me from myself," and she, shameless vixen that she is, only prodded and encouraged me. They both read this story as I frantically sent it to them via email and IM window at all hours of the day and night, and truly this tale would not exist without them.

So blame them, you guys. Don't blame me.

Title: Believe Me if You Can (The House at Pooh Corner)
Pairing: Arthur/Eames (side Cobb/Saito, Ariadne/Yusuf)
Rating: PG-13 to R
Wordcount: 11,600 (OH MY GOD WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME)
Summary: In a world where Arthur is Rabbit, Eames is Tigger, Cobb is Pooh, Yusuf is Eeyore, Ariadne is Piglet and Saito is Owl, nothing makes sense anymore.
Author's Note: There really is an ongoing legal battle between the current owners of Winnie the Pooh and Disney. However, it is complicated, so I totally ignored it and made all the shit in this up. DO NOT QUOTE ME ON ANYTHING EVEN REMOTELY LEGAL HEREIN.

[Believe Me if You Can (The House At Pooh Corner)] 1/2 )
gyzym: (jesus christ eames why you gotta be so f)
I filled a hilarious kinkmeme prompt out of a need to take a break and write some crack. 900 words of ridiculousness later, I don't even know if I should post this to the comms [livejournal.com profile] angelgazing used her damned "I wrote the Inception team as Care Bears" argument and made me cross-post this. I just. I do not even. Wut.

Title: Shit Arthur Says
Rating: PG (possibly PG-13 for language)
Pairing: Arthur/Eames
Summary: Written for this prompt: Eames has a secret twitter called, "Shit Arthur Says." Well, secret to Arthur, that is.

Shit Arthur Says )

A letter:

Sep. 17th, 2010 12:01 pm
gyzym: (Default)

Dear Flist,

Please raise your hands if you read, have read, or have considered reading Inception fanfic, and would be willing to do me the favor of glancing over something? It's a giant pond of superfab writers, that fandom, and I just want someone to double-check that I'm not actively pumping out crap before I stick my feet in.

Um. Please?

Love & Kisses,
Jizz

Posted via LiveJournal.app.

DVD meme!

May. 11th, 2010 08:56 pm
gyzym: (RDJ's smirk WILL GET YOU PREGNANT)
Look at me, stealing this idea from everyone ever! But whatever, it's cool.

Pick a paragraph (or any passage less than 500 words) from any fanfic I've written [and include a link to the story], and comment to this post with that selection. I will then give you a DVD commentary on that snippet...

All my fic can be found at my masterlist/header post, except for the first installment of that H/W grad student fic, which is here and may not go up on the masterlist until it's a complete work.

Okay: go!
gyzym: (Default)
Oh, and then I got a Dreamwidth account.

Mostly I'm making this post as a test--I probably won't do this crossposting all the time until I get more used to it. But I am, I guess, feeling the love of new methods of internet use this month (paid account on LJ! AO3, as soon as I bother to finish posting everything there! Delicious!), so I figured I'd take the plunge. I've heard a lot about DW lately, so I'm just trying it out. I don't intent to fully move over here, but I am going to dump my fanfic here. Because clearly it needs to be archived as many places as possible, lest my computer die in a fire.

Yeaaaaaah okay back to writing now.
gyzym: (Jude is concerned)
Hello, all! Since EVERYTHING IS SO PRETTY WITH MY NEW LAYOUT (I'll chill out about this whole paid account/new layout thing tomorrow, I promise), I thought I'd make a quick post to answer some questions I've gotten a number of times over the past few days.

YES, I intend to continue writing in the Sherlock Holmes fandom. It is SUCH FUN--the characters are a blast, the people are a blast, and there's some really incredible fic out there. I am loving it. Currently on my plate are plans to write/finish this crazy grad student!Holmes AU, finish the fic I started with intent for it to be MY FIRST SH FIC (oooops), and continue filling the crazy awesome CRAZY AWESOME prompts at [livejournal.com profile] shkinkmeme.

NO, this does not mean I am abandoning White Collar. YOU HAVE TO TRY HARDER THAN THAT TO GET RID OF ME, GUYS. I've got a big bang in the works, not to mention the remix, not to mention my Sweet Charity fic, not to mention the super sekkrit project with [livejournal.com profile] augustbird, not to mention the capstone piece of the Captain Americaverse, NOT TO MENTION PIRATES. And for those of you going "Well, you say that now, but sometimes people get into new fandoms and abandon their old ones," I actually have proof: in the last three months, while I've been producing mad amounts of White Collar fic, I've also written nearly 30,000 words for Harry Potter.

For those of you few, hearty HP stragglers left on my flist, I hear what you are saying. You are saying "WTF WTF WFT, [livejournal.com profile] gyzym, YOU ARE SO FULL OF LIES. We have sat patiently through months of dirty threesome porn based on a television show WE DON'T EVEN WATCH, and you have not posted a THING." Well, I see why you say that. But I have been writing! They've all been fest fics. One of those fests is revealing this week, and another one goes live today; when my fic is up there I should be able to link to it, if not actually post it. The last one doesn't do reveals for a few weeks yet. But: KEEP YOUR EYES PEELED, HP PEOPLES. I AM NOT A LIAR, I SWEAR.

In conclusion: I am not going anywhere, everybody in every fandom. I will continue to be here, producing crazy works of craziness for you, for a long time yet :D
gyzym: (POOOOOOOOORN)
Oh, look. THE PROMISED SEQUEL. Ask and YOU SHALL RECEIVE, FANDOM :D

Also, I clearly need to invest some time in finding Holmes icons.


Title: A Study in the Art of Proper Reciprocation
Pairing: Holmes/Watson
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers: None
Author's Note: This is the immediate sequel to Things That Bear Repeating. If you would like to read this without reading that, all you need to know is this: in that fic, Holmes falls in the Thames on a case and nearly dies, and Watson gives him a lecture on the value of his life. Uh...involving his dick.
Summary: Holmes wakes to a mystery that is a decided pleasure to solve.

It is the natural instinct of man, upon waking, to open his eyes and determine his surroundings. )
gyzym: (Default)
Dear Campus Internet,

Look, I promise not to READ that porn I wrote last night. I just want to answer the awesome comments people left for me. They made my Monday so much better, Campus Internet; I just want to say thanks, NO PORN INVOLVED. If I decide to read the porn, I will pull up the copy I saved on my hard drive. Or, you know, REMEMBER WRITING IT.

Sdfkskdmdk,
Me

--

Dear Stomach,

Now you're hungry? Now? We drove past 15 decent places to get food on the way here and you were all "No, no no, don't even think about it, that is a horrifyingly bad idea." Now my options are cafeteria food and vending machine fare, so you are just going to have to wait.

I hope this teaches you a lesson about the consequences of being a whiny bitch.

This is indeed what my middle finger looks like,
Me

--

Dear Professor,

I cannot tell you how irritating I find it that you make attendance for this class compulsory when ALL YOU DO is read the online book notes word for fucking word. So no, I don't feel guilty about using your class to read and write fanfiction. In fact, it is your fault.

Try some original content,
Me

--

Dear Sherlock Holmes,

WOW, YOU REALLY MAKE A MESS OF THINGS WHEN YOU MOVE INTO SOMEONE'S BRAIN, DON'T YOU. It's pretty adorable, actually. Don't stop.

I love you allllmost as much as Watson does,
Me

--

Dear Robert Downey Jr., Jude Law, and [livejournal.com profile] niagarawoman,

Okay, guys. I work at a law office. At law offices, there are documents called requests for proposal, abbreviated to RFPs. Today, I was told that I get the lovely task of editing, reformatting and processing an entire host of these things. This in and of itself is not a problem; I am more than happy to do the job for which they pay me.

NO, THE PROBLEM IS HOW MANY QUESTIONS I ASKED MY BOSSES TODAY ABOUT RPF BY MISTAKE. Thank god they don't know what that means; I nearly died of embarrassment the first time and then COULD NOT STOP DOING IT. ARGH.

...But reading that story was still totally worth it,
Me
gyzym: (Neal: Modesty)
Oh, look, a ridiculous little cracky drabble. Neal and Peter after seeing the 2009 Sherlock Holmes movie, written for [livejournal.com profile] hoosierbitch and nearly entirely to blame for my current Holmes/Watson obsession. Whoops.

Untitled Neal/Peter ridiculousness. PG, contains no spoilers for White Collar or Sherlock Holmes. )
gyzym: (Default)
HELLO, ALL-KNOWING FLIST.

So I've had an incredibly shitty couple of days (improved greatly by YOU GUYS) and apparently my response to stress is...writing in new fandoms. Who knew? As such, here is a snippet of, of all things, Sherlock Holmes fanfic:

Holmes/Watson fic! Well, really this part is gen with heavy slash or pre-slash implications, but the eventual finished fic will be decidedly Holmes/Watson. )

So, my question to you guys is: where do I go to READ Holmes fanfic? Where do I go to POST Holmes fanfic? Does anyone have any recs for TRULY AWESOME HOLMES FANFIC? Is there a canon guide somewhere, or do I have to traipse my way back through the canon I'm rereading right now anyway (oh, THE HARDSHIP)? For those of you who read actively in this fandom, AM I DOING IT WRONG?

I know someone, somewhere knows the answer to these questions. I PLACE MY TRUST IN YOU, FLIST. YOUR EVER-LOVING AWESOME SHALL WIN THE DAY.
gyzym: (Default)
Things I Should Be Doing

-Finishing that fest fic that's due TOMORROW
-Finishing that pinch hit that's due on the 20th
-Finishing that term paper that's due next week
-Eating
-Answering comments (which actually I WOULD be doing if the internet on campus didn't block NC-17 stories)
-Going over the truly awesome edits on my laaaaaast fest fic for awhile
-Reading my biology text
-Behaving like an adult
-Following the rules of basic decorum
-Drinking less iced tea


Things I Actually Am Doing

-Deciding I'm hungry enough to eat something and standing up to do it
-Realizing nothing available sounds appetizing and sitting back down
-Repeating this process ad nauseam (you'd think I'd learn)
-Watching White Collar episodes I have already seen multiple times
-Writing Neal/Peter pirate!AU fic (OMG PIRATES ARE SO MUCH FUN WHO KNEW THAT)
-Playing the silent flirting game with that guy in the corner
-Re-teaching myself to crochet
-Looking up recipes for coq au vin (anyone have one they swear by? It's one of those things I've never gotten around to making, but really want to try.)
-Picking out songs for the WC fanmix that is now more of a WC box set
-Thinking about what Draco Malfoy would do if you made him eat Burger King for a week
-Ditto Percy Weasley
-Ditto Neal Caffrey
-Playing with my Zippo and seriously annoying the librarian
-Accidentally mocking newspaper articles my friends wrote
-Considering potential pirate names for Mozzie (suggestions?)
-Laughing at my own jokes about parrots
-Waiting for Godot
-[ETA: HAVING RIDICULOUS ADORABLE/HOTNESS WARS AND REVEALING BITS OF PIRATEFIC IN THE COMMENTS OF THIS POST]

Warn your children against the dangers of a limited attention span, folks. That's all I've got to say today.
gyzym: (OT3)
HAHAHA. I CLAIM VICTORY OVER GIRL!NEAL.

First: a MASSIVE thank you to [livejournal.com profile] hoosierbitch, who: prompted this, held my hand, held my hand some more, encouraged me madly, waited patiently through my various crises, and TOTALLY DESERVES THIS, SHE PUT MORE WORK INTO IT THAN I DID :D

And second: uh, yes, I am totally using an ABRAHAM LINCOLN QUOTE for the title of my SEXSWAP PORN. I am SO SORRY, Abraham Lincoln. Rolling over in your grave like that can't be comfortable.

Title: Whatever You Are (Be a Good One)
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Peter/Neal/El
Warnings: Sexswap.
Spoilers: Nope!
Summary: Peter should have known better than to let Neal into any situation involving the words "touch nothing."
A Note on Pronouns: This is a sexswap fic. To be more specific: in this fic, Neal is temporarily turned into a woman. Peter narrates this story, and refers to Neal as "he" throughout. This is because Neal's gender identity remains male for the duration of this story. His body is switched by accident and against his will, and he does not think of himself as female; thus, he is not referred to that way. If this were a story in which Neal's gender identity was female, I would of course switch pronouns. Ok? Ok.

[ETA 4/12/10: Having now read [livejournal.com profile] iambickilometer's excellent post on transgender issues in fandom, I have realized that in calling this a genderswap fic, I was making a mistake. This is, in fact, a SEXswap fic, in which Neal changes biological sex, not gender. Apologies! And please do let me know if I've made any other mistakes; as I mentioned in the comments, the last thing I am trying to do with this fic is hurt or offend the transgender community.]

Peter knows it's going to be a bad day when they receive the double finger point immediately upon entering the office. )
gyzym: (Glasses!)
All SOME of the madness is over. Certainly it has lessened. Oh, the ability to breathe easy. I love you, I worship you, I...

...slap you in the face by signing up for Sweet Charity? Ah, well, at least it's for a good cause.

For those of you who don't know (or who didn't click the link to their homepage above), Sweet Charity is a fandom auction; the proceeds of what is auctioned go to the Rape, Abuse and Incest National Network, or RAINN. They're an incredible organization dedicated to the prevention of sexual assault. I'd sum them up, but their mission statement does it better:

The Rape, Abuse & Incest National Network is the nation's largest anti-sexual assault organization. RAINN operates the National Sexual Assault Hotline at 1.800.656.HOPE and the National Sexual Assault Online Hotline at rainn.org, and publicizes the hotline's free, confidential services; educates the public about sexual assault; and leads national efforts to prevent sexual assault, improve services to victims and ensure that rapists are brought to justice.

I am offering up both White Collar and Harry Potter fic, and there are a bunch of other fabulous folks offering up all kinds of goodies. Bidding starts at $5. IT'S A REALLY GOOD CAUSE, YOU GUYS. My post can be found here; browse around for a bit while you're there. It really is an amazing effort.

Sweet Charity banner

And, uh. That's all I got. But hi! I'm almost done with library!sex, so that should be up soon :D

ALSO, I'VE MISSED YOU GUYS. HOW ARE YOU?

[ETA: Um, I went back through and actually put in some proper information. And, uh, some promotional stuff that should have been in there the first time. And all the other stuff [livejournal.com profile] hoosierbitch's post reminded me I needed.]

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