I could be the Alice to your wonderland (original) (raw)
05 September 2011 @ 10:22 pm
Title: birds play, try to find their own way
Fandom: Hamlet
Characters/Pairings: Ophelia & Laertes; Ophelia/Laertes if you read it that way ahem, which I do, because I'm me, AHEM
Rating: PG
Spoilers/Warnings: Incest, if you read it that way
Word Count: 850 approx
Summary: “You are too young for such an anxious mind.”
Disclaimer: All television shows, movies, books, and other copyrighted material referred to in this work, and the characters, settings, and events thereof, are the properties of their respective owners. As this work is an interpretation of the original material and not for-profit, it constitutes fair use. Reference to real persons, places, or events are made in a fictional context, and are not intended to be libellous, defamatory, or in any way factual. All song-lyrics mentioned belong to their respective owners, not to me.
Author’s Note: First writing in some time; scary. Based on the prompt: Laertes/Ophelia, last light in a darkened house
Current Mood: 
cheerful
Current Music: Basia Bulat; i was a daughter
22 December 2010 @ 12:50 am
Title: a time when you get homesick (even when you're home)
Fandom: Grey's Anatomy
Characters/Pairings: Alex/Lexie
Rating: PG
Warnings/Spoilers: only for saccharine
Word Count: 1150 approx
Summary: “Do you get unborn babies a present?”
Disclaimer: All television shows, movies, books, and other copyrighted material referred to in this work, and the characters, settings, and events thereof, are the properties of their respective owners. As this work is an interpretation of the original material and not for-profit, it constitutes fair use. Reference to real persons, places, or events are made in a fictional context, and are not intended to be libellous, defamatory, or in any way factual. All song-lyrics mentioned belong to their respective owners, not to me.
Author’s Note: FOR MY GORGEOUS 
rorylie WHO PROMPTED babies + Christmas
( a time when you get homesickCollapse )
Current Music: 'Go Places'- The New Pornographers
21 November 2010 @ 12:30 am
Title: We R Who We R
Fandom: Glee
Characters/Pairings: New Directions
Rating: PG-13
Current Music: 'Grenade'- Bruno Mars
16 November 2010 @ 12:08 am
He serves his son soup when he’s sick. He’s very sick, you see, very sick. He is pale, almost yellow, his eyes are red in a yellow face. A clown, a clown. Could be a clown.
He comes home late with bloodshot eyes.
Most nights.
Every night.
It becomes every night.
The pillows make such a good you, the pillows are so you. The pillows are a better you than you ever were.
Wash your mouth out, Son, he says.
He says and he holds a bar of soap to his lips, presses it there, presses it to his chapped and kissed lips.
With the bruises like a prize. The bruises in a circle, just like a prize.
The gold ribbon is in the mail, it’s coming.
It’s no prize, the dad mutters to the air above the sink. Wash your mouth out, Son.
The son holds it on his tongue, bites it into three pieces: The first, he swallows. The second, he spits out. The third, he keeps for his son. The son that will say dirty words too.
Three pieces exactly. Count them.
He meets someone one day- some party, somewhere- who had the same dad, the same soap. He kisses him hard on the lips. He kisses him hard.
He meets someone one day- some work thing, something- who had a different dad, the soap was for hands. He kisses her on the cheek. He kisses her cheek.
But he does kiss her.
No, it doesn’t have to be like this.
Yes, it does.
No, it doesn’t.
Yes, it is.
And then his son has hands clamped around the handle. His teeth are clanging against the spoon.
It won’t go down, he keeps yelling.
His breath is rippling the soup. It won’t go down.
The dad- the new dad, the newer dad- has slipped his piece of soap into the broth. The piece from before. The third piece, you remember.
It will never go down.
What have you given him? He doesn’t like it.
He’s sick. It’s just soup, just chicken soup. Isn’t that a thing? Chicken soup. That’s a thing, right? For when you’re sick?
Yeah, it’s a thing. I’m going to make him something else.
My dad used to give me soup. And I’m fine. I’m fine.
I just want him to eat today. That’s all.
He meets someone one day- he meets them again- they had the same dad, same soap. He kisses him hard on the lips. The bubbles flow from tongue to tongue, pop when their hands move.
He serves himself soup when he’s sick. He’s very sick, you see.
Current Mood: amused
Current Music: 'Booooom, Blast & Ruin'- Biffy Clyro
12 November 2010 @ 02:09 pm
Title: and I won't let you choke
Fandom: Skins (Gen 2)
Characters/Pairings: Freddie, Emily
Rating: PG-13
Warnings/Spoilers: mention of drugs, sex
Word Count: 835 approx
Summary: Dishing out sage advice from his eighteen year old mouth. “That’s how I should have loved Effy, from a distance.”
Disclaimer: All television shows, movies, books, and other copyrighted material referred to in this work, and the characters, settings, and events thereof, are the properties of their respective owners. As this work is an interpretation of the original material and not for-profit, it constitutes fair use. Reference to real persons, places, or events are made in a fictional context, and are not intended to be libellous, defamatory, or in any way factual. All song-lyrics mentioned belong to their respective owners, not to me.
Author’s Note: FOR redsilverchains WHO PROMPTED here’s to pretty girls who went to our heads, here’s to witty girls who went to our beds AT THE SHINY HAPPY COMMENT FICATHON
( on the noose around your neckCollapse )
Current Music: 'Kids'- MGMT
11 November 2010 @ 11:54 pm
When I kiss you, there’s blood in my mouth. In yours or in mine?
No, from. From.
I press harder. Maybe in both.
Our red-streaked tongues not caring for a second of it. Our bruised knuckles are oblivious.
From mine to yours, this red will flow.
See, from. From mine. It works better that way.
Lovely.
You want some ice? It’s no trouble.
I was pulling feathers out from under your wings. From the soft part just under.
The sheets were coiled, maybe you’d have remembered that. I remember because I wanted to fall into them, through them, bury myself in the place between blanket and sheet. Between you and sheet.
I wanted the dust to come land on the parts you weren’t on. On the bits of skin that weren’t important, the bits you can’t do anything with.
And maybe when the we were unveiled, they’d only have to polish those parts. But no one would care. They’d look at the parts with you on.
But I carried on writing my name with the ink you gave me, with the tips I already had in my fist.
My name is now scratched on the inside of your belly. I wanted you to think of me when the hot spray got it, when it made it sting. I wanted you to think of me in the shower.
I can wrap it up, nice and warm.
These bloody, hurting things.
These letters ten-miles wide that look like me.
These unseen words turning pink with every day.
I keep picking the scabs off while you sleep.
This red will flow. I promise. I keep promising.
Lovely.
Scratching, scratching till you notice.
Lovely.
11 November 2010 @ 10:38 pm
Title: I have dreams of orca whales and owls
Fandom: Batman (Joker Graphic Novel universe)
Characters/Pairings: Harley Quinn, Batman
Rating: PG
Warnings/Spoilers: None really.
Word Count: 607
Summary: She is still sixteen and in love when it all comes down to it.
Disclaimer: All television shows, movies, books, and other copyrighted material referred to in this work, and the characters, settings, and events thereof, are the properties of their respective owners. As this work is an interpretation of the original material and not for-profit, it constitutes fair use. Reference to real persons, places, or events are made in a fictional context, and are not intended to be libellous, defamatory, or in any way factual. All song-lyrics mentioned belong to their respective owners, not to me.
Author’s Note: for angryscientist's prompt at the SHINY, HAPPY COMMENT FICATHON!
Set in Brian Azzarello's Joker universe. AKA STRIPPER!HARLEY.
( But I wake up in fearCollapse )
05 November 2010 @ 11:17 pm
Title: Make Me Lose Control
Fandom: Glee
Medium Fanmix
Characters/Pairings: Brittany S. Pierce
Rating: G/PG
Warnings/Spoilers: None really.
Fascination; Alphabeat
Teenage in the pace age
That's when love burns
Now it's your turn
Fascination, fascination It's just the way we feel Fascination, fascination It's just the way we feel
Take It Off; Ke$ha
There's a place downtown,
Where the freaks all come around.
It's a hole in the wall, it's a dirty free for all
And they turn me on, when they take it off
When they take it off, everybody take it off
There's a place I know, if you're looking for a show Where they go hardcore, And there's glitter on the floor And they turn me on, when they take it off When they take it off, everybody take it off
Lose Control; Missy Elliott
Music make you lose control,
Music make you lose control
Warrior's Dance; The Prodigy
Come with me to the dance floor,
You and me cause that's what it's for
For Your Entertainment; Adam Lambert
Oh, I bet you thought I was soft and sweet You thought an angel swept you off your feet But I'm about to turn up the heat I'm here for your entertainment
It's all right, you'll be fine, baby I'm in control Take the pain, take the pleasure I'm the master of both
Around The Bend; The Asteroids Galaxy Tour
Give me that thing, give in my friend,
Give me good good times around the bend
I'll stay forever
Give me that thing, give in my friend
Give me hot hot love around the bend
I'll stay forever with you
Alors On Danse; Stromae
Alors on chante
Et puis seulement quand c'est fini, alors on danse.
Alors on danse
Et ben y en a encore
Oscillate Wildly; The Smiths
(instrumental)
Heartbreak Make Me A Dancer; Sophie Ellis Bexter
Heartbreak, make me a dancer, dancer
DJ, give me the answer, answer
Love, stop getting me down, down, down
Heartbreak, make me a dancer, dancer Keep my heart beating faster, faster Love, stop bringing me down, down, down
My Song 11; Meghan Tonjes
(mash-up)
Use Somebody (cover); Paramore
You know that I could use somebody You know that I could use somebody
Someone like you and all you know and how you speak Countless lovers under cover of the street You know that I could use somebody You know that I could use somebody Someone like you
Hi; Psapp
You're cumpulsive
And every page I turn, I want more
I never know the next thing in store
You excite me like a locked door does
Like a limpet I wanna take your voice and drink it There doesn't seem to be a limit To all the things that I could do
Whatever You Like; Anya Marina
Baby you can have whatever you like
I said you can have whatever you like
Yeah
Late night sex so wet and so tight
I'll gas up the jet for you tonight
Break It Out; The Rocket Summer
I say it's no secret
So don't you keep it
Come on and get on the floor And just break it out Get it all out And start breakin' out Just so we can make it out Get off your feet and make this count
Oh friends please excuse me I'll put it loosely Oh I'm sick and tired of sitting down I can't help but see the reasons To what I'm reading
Very Loud; Shout Out Louds
I wanna smell
Smell the way you do
And to wear those clothes
The clothes your friends do
Take Me Anywhere; Tegan & Sara
Bright just like the stars above me
Proud just like my mother planned it
Short on all the things I don't want
I'm full of love and longing
Take me by the hand and tell me
You would take me anywhere
You would take me anywhere
We R Who We R; Ke$ha
I've got that glitter on my eyes
Stockings ripped all up the side
Looking sick and sexy-fied
So let's go
Tonight we're going hard Just like the world is ours We're tearing it apart You know we're superstars We are who we are
We're dancing like we're dumb Our bodies go numb We'll be forever young You know we're superstars We are who we are
It's kind of split into two parts. They're not equal and they're not defined and they'll blend into the same fanmix if you let them. But there's the idea that there's Brittany, and there's Brittany S. Pierce. The one who sings and makes out and smiles. And the one who asks Santana to sing with her even though she knows deep down she won't want to. The one who would put everything out there because she doesn't care and she believes others wouldn't.
And I guess this time I wanted to focus on the joy of being Brittany. I think most people write/interpret Brittany as just incredibly stupid, but I like to think there's more-- I like to go on the lines of her just being incredibly naive. That kind of wonderful, childlike sense of everything. Where the world is fascinating and lovely because why wouldn't it be? Why wouldn't the world be perfect until it isn't? I like how Brittany accepts everyone because she doesn't really see why you shouldn't. Like with Becky, she doesn't see a stigma, doesn't see a disability, doesn't see a reason why she shouldn't be her friend. She's incredibly generous and compassionate. And her definition of how to be noticed, accepted, wanted is all wrapped up in this sense of sex and love and how the two are the same and not simultaneously. She makes out with everyone; no gender is not the issue here, neither disability, not even sexuality, looks doesn't really factor into it. She has no preference nor inclination beyond: "Do you want to make out with me?" Do you want me to love you? Or be loved by you? Or share a bed. Or anything. I think Brittany expects things out of everyone: she expects what she gives, and she gives a certain level of love. No, not an all-consuming, epic kind of love. But she wants to love. She wants to be in a pair. So she kisses everyone. So she (probably) sleeps with everyone. So she dances for everyone. She shares and shares and shares. Gives and gives and gives.
So there's obviously a very strong theme of dance; because she is defined by that. I kind of like to compare her to Rachel in the sense that: Rachel knows she can sing, knows she can act, knows she'll be a star. Brittany knows she can dance, knows she's pretty special in her own right. She's confident and silly and sexy when she dances. She is giving. Constantly. Sweating and aching and stretching. Pushing and pushing. She has nothing else, she's not smart, she's not inventive, she won't be the best singer, but she'll lay it all out. So there's these moments of sweaty, vibrant songs, of softer, hopeful songs, of realistic and gorgeous and always optimistic. Always wishing.
BRITTANY S. PIERCE: TEACHING US ABOUT GAY SHARKS SINCE 2010.
30 October 2010 @ 12:43 am
Current Location: at deskapalooza and full of ennui
Current Mood: 
bouncy
Current Music: 'Treaure'- Flyleaf
28 October 2010 @ 12:50 am
Title: and find where the beasts are lain, where was the dragon slain?
Fandom: Alice In Wonderland
Characters/Pairings: Alice, Hatter (Alice/Hatter leanings)
Rating: PG
Warnings/Spoilers: erm, I guess-- I mean, not really, because it's the complete creation of my brainbox. Not really spoilers or anything.
Word Count: approx. 1655
Summary: (Even as she talks to the air, even then, she doesn’t quite share his love of fantasy.)
Disclaimer: All television shows, movies, books, and other copyrighted material referred to in this work, and the characters, settings, and events thereof, are the properties of their respective owners. As this work is an interpretation of the original material and not for-profit, it constitutes fair use. Reference to real persons, places, or events are made in a fictional context, and are not intended to be libellous, defamatory, or in any way factual. All song-lyrics mentioned belong to their respective owners, not to me.
Author’s Note:
- for zombie_boogie, who gave me the prompt The cure for boredom is curiosity. There is no cure for curiosity. at the FREAKS AND GEEKS FICATHON
- Hm. When you say canon, it's sort of an amalgamation of Burton's Alice (with the canon of her having been there and coming back; and Depp's characterisation) and then a bit of the novel and then my own headgames where I have thought and thought about what I would want from my Alice and my Hatter.
I am such a stan for this book. It's ridic.
( this could be our fairytale, we'll fight them all to the endCollapse )
Current Location: at deskapalooza
Current Mood: amused
Current Music: 'Rabbit Heart (Raise It Up)'- Florence + The Machine