builtofsorrow: (dw | in amongst impossible things)
Posting this before I attempt to kick myself off the internet for the next 20 hours or so and get some sleep/actual work done. (Mostly because I've been working on this for far too long.)

title: Into a Starry Night
rating: G
word count: ~850
character(s): Wilfred Mott, Nancy.
summary: Wilf, during the Blitz.
notes: Meant to be set during 5x03: Victory of the Daleks (because let's face it: a cameo by bb!Wilf would've been brilliant), but there are actually no spoilers as such. There's a lot more to this story, somewhere, and it probably doesn't actually involve Wilf being an orphan, but I totally troped myself right through that, in part to preserve my sanity, because this wouldn't leave me alone in spite of exams. Most of my knowledge of the London Blitz is based on a vague remembrance of history courses, New!Who episodes, and Wikipedia, so… I did attempt to avoid going too in-depth, but if there's anything glaringly inaccurate , I blame Moffat, do feel free to point it out.

For [livejournal.com profile] such_heights & [livejournal.com profile] faeriemaiden, who are actually much less to blame for this than I am willing to admit. ♥

Title from A Song on the End of the World, by Czesław Miłosz.


[S]ometimes Wilf feels very, very old, like his soul got mixed up with someone else's and put into the wrong body. )

builtofsorrow: (Default)
title: Put a Ring On It
rating: G
word count: ~600
character(s)/pairing(s): Gretchen Berg, Sylar. Implied/Assumed Sylar/Peter & Gretchen/Claire.
summary: Just like honesty needs a little plus, sometimes fate needs a little push. And no one can ever say Sylar doesn't appreciate the wisdom of the classics.
author’s notes: Clichéd title is clichéd.

[livejournal.com profile] trinsy_fics is about 60% responsible for the fact that this exists (& I mean that in the best of ways!), mainly because today is her half-birthday, which calls for more celebration than I can manage from the opposite side of the continent (D:). So at the very least, it called for an extension into fic of our fangirly e-mails. (We'll celebrate for real[sies] next month when you're here! ♡)

Sylar is still Sylar because I don't think he can ever go back to being Gabriel Gray, which I feel is important to note, but this is set in a future where he's not, you know, killing everyone. That said, this isn't really an AU fic as much as a prequel to The Most Logical Future for Our Heroes, and mainly that future involves lots of Sylar making pancakes, everyone being Awesome & Happy, and some other things that don't pertain to this fic so I won't mention them right now. (It also, in my own mind, involves a New York Senate that's made up of adults who keep their promises.) Anyway.


'It's about time you made an honest woman out of my niece.' )

builtofsorrow: (dw | jack | oh captain my captain)
title: This Ship Could Be a Little More Sonic
rating: PG
word count: ~1,700
character(s)/pairing(s): Janice Rand, Jim Kirk, Leonard McCoy, Gaila, & a bit of Scotty. Implied/Assumed Kirk/McCoy.
summary: Kirk has the Greatest Costume Idea Ever for Halloween. Small details like convincing Bones of this aren't going to get in his way. (Maybe.)
author’s notes: I wish I had an excuse for this especially the last section Idon'tevenknow. I did eat some chocolate earlier? Can I plead insanity by homework? Suffice to say: this is rather cracky. Except for the part where James T. Kirk is totally a Whovian, with the action figures & sonic screwdriver to prove it. That's just a fact.


'Please don't take this as a sign that I'm asking, but even wondering why you need any costumes whatsoever, not to mention acquiring them for you, is so far out of my job description that I can't even think of a proper metaphor to describe it. But I'm sure it would involve a different galaxy.' )


cross-posted to [livejournal.com profile] st_reboot
builtofsorrow: (st | this simple feeling (ot3))
title: Well, There Goes the Neighborhood
rating: G
word count: ~1,000
character(s)/pairing(s): Spock POV, with Bones, Kirk, Spock Prime, & Uhura. Assumed Spock/Uhura.
summary: In which Spock is illogically annoyed by the Ambassador, Jim finds out something no one wanted to tell him about his alternate self, and the Ambassador is amused.
author’s notes: Because long weekends are clearly not for homework, I watched The Wrath of Khan last night, wherein it is revealed that TOS!Kirk also beat the Kobayashi Maru by cheating thinking originally. Only, you know, he got a commendation for it. Which I actually already knew, but. This obviously had to be written. (Also, I realize I've exaggerated the extent of Vulcans' "emotionlessness"; it was done purposefully.) Title from Leonard Nimoy's Highly Illogical.

For [livejournal.com profile] trinsy_fics, who's managed to do a stellar job of surviving the first two weeks of The Semester of Six Literature Courses and clearly deserves something for it. (I seriously tried to make it another installment of Little Navigators, but alas!) Only fourteen weeks to go! &hearts!


'Well, we can't all give each other commendations for cheating,' Spock says (with the utmost respect, of course), in-between bites of vegetables. )


crossposted to [livejournal.com profile] st_reboot
builtofsorrow: (st |i cannot say i was ready for this)
title: Big Brothers, Big Sisters: Little Navigators
rating: PG (for minor language & slight innuendo (because I am secretly 12))
word count: ~1,500
character(s)/pairing(s): Primarily Kirk, with appearances by McCoy, Scotty, Spock, Sulu, & Uhura; assumed Spock/Uhura, but it's only a brief mention.
author’s notes: This fic was written for the great occasion of [livejournal.com profile] trinsy_fics's birthday. (She is 20 today: \o/! & she is also the best little sister pretty much ever. She's kind of the TOS!Spock to my TOS!Bones, except we aren't totally married (obvs, as she's my sister), but the point is: she's awesome & logical & wise & brilliant & always willing to tell it how it is. She's also hilarious, even though she doesn't see it, and she does things like stay up with me until 3am watching Star Trek | TOS & snickering over the slashy subtext & cracky goodness that the whole show embodies. She's fabulous, is what I'm saying, & I adore her.)

Anyway, the fic: it's also a result of an e-mail she sent me telling me why it had to be written (which means it is all her fault). This is like crack on crack. Which, okay, that's also the definition of Star Trek itself in a lot of ways, so I would try to come up with a better simile, but really, I'm just going to shut up & post it, mmkay? (Unbeta'd, so please feel free to let me know if you catch any travesties.)


[F]or someone who likes to wax eloquent about how the intricacies of human emotion escape him, or whatever, Spock has both an awful lot of advice about a captain's relationship with his crew members and no apparent qualms about doling it out. )


crossposted to [livejournal.com profile] st_reboot
builtofsorrow: (st | janice is not your barista)
title: Earth Is Like the Midwest of the Federation Planets
rating: PG, I guess? (for a bit of language and thematic elements)
word count: ~2,500
character(s)/pairing(s): Winona Kirk, primarily. George Kirk, vague appearances by Winona’s mother, Captain Robau, and James Tiberius. The requisite Winona/George.
author’s notes: Once upon a time, [livejournal.com profile] such_heights linked to [livejournal.com profile] latropita’s letter to Winona Kirk, which I may or may not have cried over (I totally did). And then another time, I started getting annoyed because I kept reading Winona written as kind of a bitch, so I decided to up the number of portrayals of her as AWESOME. Apparently. I’m giving it a shot, okay? I hope I succeeded. This is so un-betaed (other than my own, slightly obsessive self-editing) it isn’t even funny (so if you see any travesties, do give a shout).

On another note: I considered research; in fact, I began research. But then I thought: dammit people, I’m a fanfic writer oh, to hell with it. In other words, I’m ignoring some canon, some not!canon, a [likely significant] amount of stuff I have no clue about, and I’m making it my prerogative to make most of this up.

‘Seriously though, sometimes I think about the fact that growing up in small-town Iowa made me want to live anywhere but there, you know? Our kid will probably hate space.’ )


crossposted to [livejournal.com profile] st_reboot & [livejournal.com profile] where_no_woman
builtofsorrow: (moonstruck | all to set alight)
title: If I'm Crazy, I'm Crazy For You
fandom: Bones
pairing: Hodgins/Wendell
rating: PG
words: ~550
notes: Title from Adele's Crazy for You. Other than that... well. I've had these two in my head for days, because a) they pretty much define adorable, and b) I've been lurking a lot at [livejournal.com profile] wendellhodgins (which is where bits of the assumed canon in this come from, which should definitely be mentioned. yay fellow shippers! \o/). And then some other things happened, and now there's this.

'Oh god,' Wendell groans, sinking down a bit further into the cushion and covering his eyes with the hand that's not already entwined with one of Jack's. 'Does the concept of a secret mean nothing anymore?' )
builtofsorrow: (tw | ianto | men are confusing)
title: Penned in This Century's Type-Ruined Hand
fandom: Torchwood
pairing: Jack/Ianto
rating: PG-ish(?), for some innuendo.
words: ~1,000
author's notes: Title from Lisa Hannigan's Venn Diagram. Annnnd... apparently I'm on a sappy kick. I have no excuse for this, other than that it's Christmastime, and I have entered into full-on Laura-Linney-in-Love-Actually Mode (for those to whom that means nothing: I am fully in the throes of unrequited love angst). This might be a bit cavity-inducing, is what I'm saying.

Written for [livejournal.com profile] trinsy_fics, because I a) love her, and b) know she could use a bit of cheering. &hearts!

Jack falls in love with Ianto at least once a week. )
builtofsorrow: (dw | donna noble)
title: On This End of the Telescope (You're Mostly a Ghost)
character(s): Ten, Donna Noble; Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, & Hermione Granger
rating: G
word count: ~2,300
spoilers: DW 4x13 (Journey's End) & Harry Potter & the Deathly Hallows. To be extra cautious: [very] vague references to DW 4x2 (Fires of Pompeii), 4x5 (The Poison Sky), & 4x6 (The Doctor's Daughter).
notes: Written for [livejournal.com profile] dw_cross.
Title from Jakob Dylan's This End of the Telescope; betaed and inspected by my resident canon expert [livejournal.com profile] trinsy_fics (&hearts!)


(here in death you see new adventures grow) )
builtofsorrow: (tw | maybe this could save us)
title: Five Times Captain Jack Harkness Fell In Love With One of His Team Members (& One Time He Knew It Would Last)
characters: Jack Harkness, mentions of Suzie, Tosh, Owen, Gwen, Martha, Ianto, & the Doctor
rating/warnings: PG to PG-13ish (for a bit of swearing). Some slash, obviously.
words: ~1,500
spoilers: None, really.
notes: Written (in rather a bit of a rush, so I make no promises) for the lovely [livejournal.com profile] safebox/[livejournal.com profile] such_heights on her birthday, and originally posted at [livejournal.com profile] willbetime.

‘I bring you all the way to Desidnufor, and all you two do is sneak away for a snog?’ )
builtofsorrow: (dw | our hearts are way beyond capture)
title: Beginning After the End
characters: Martha Jones; appearances by Jack Harkness, Tish Jones, the Doctor, and various others.
rating: G (maybe thematically PG?) pretty much, though the song Dust of Ages has one use of the word 'f---ing'.
spoilers: To be safe, all of S3, and references to what I've read in interview spoilers about what Martha's doing during S4.
disclaimer: I don't own any of it (or much else besides).
notes: I've never been totally at peace with the way S3 ended, so in a lot of ways this was an attempt to exorcise those demons. I've been collecting the various songs for awhile now: songs that reminded me of Martha and how she feels about the Doctor and that reflected how the world must have changed for her after everything we saw her go through (or heard about her going through later). As a final note, one bit of fic is reused from my piece No Longer at Ease (In the Old Dispensation), so if it looks familiar, it's because I plagiarised myself.

Compiled & Written for the [livejournal.com profile] lifeonmartha Countdown to Martha.

With infinite thanks to my beta, [livejournal.com profile] lexiedoh.

After every war/someone has to clean up./Things won't/straighten themselves up, after all. (Wisława Szymborska) )

-Screencaps for cover art are from Adventures in Time & Space.

-I'm more than willing to upload things to different servers; just let me know. (It may take me a bit to get back to you, but it's really no problem.)

-Comments and con-crit are equally appreciated and adored. ♥
builtofsorrow: (nmtb | christnukah)
title: This is Torchwood
characters: Martha Jones; the members of Torchwood Three
rating: PG
words: ~2,500
spoilers: This is really not canon, so not a whole lot, really, though there are references to 1x06 ('Countrycide'), and 1x07 ('Greeks Bearing Gifts').
disclaimer: I don't own any of it (or much else besides).
author's notes: Written for the [livejournal.com profile] lifeonmartha Ficafest, and yes, finished embarrassingly late. -hides- I claimed the prompts Christmas at Torchwood & Reference to Ancient Greece (which ended up being references to 300, but hey, that's set in Ancient Greece, so it totally counts, right?).
Many thanks to my usual lovelies: [livejournal.com profile] un_titled_love, [livejournal.com profile] lexiedoh, and [livejournal.com profile] trinsy_fics, who listened, encouraged, and betaed along the way.

'For Torchwood-' Martha continues. 'For freedom-' Ianto adds. 'How many times have you two watched that film?' Jack asks, laughing helplessly. )
builtofsorrow: (hp | lupin | you smell like moonlight)
Now that the reveals are up, I can finally claim my fic from [livejournal.com profile] hp_holidaygen. I mentioned before that I wasn't particularly fond of it after I first wrote it. It's grown on me since then, and there are bits of it I quite like, but I am well aware of the fact that it's not my best work. That said, it's not the worst either, by far. (Not to frighten anyone off, or anything. -shuts up-)

title: Acclimatisation
character(s): Remus Lupin
rating: G
word count: ~1,500
notes: Remus in the inter-years.
Originally written for the [livejournal.com profile] hp_holidaygen fic exchange.
Title from Czesław Miłosz's Notes on Exile.
As much thanks as possible goes to [livejournal.com profile] lexiedoh, who got me through my ridiculously angsty phase of writing this, and to [livejournal.com profile] trinsy_fics, my canon expert.

'Acclimatisation: After many years in exile one tries to imagine what it is like not living in exile.' Czesław Miłosz )
builtofsorrow: (dw | ten)
title: Ginger Stalking
characters: Ten, Martha, & the Weasleys (of sorts).
rating: G
words: ~1,800
spoilers: None, really.
notes: Just a little something Ten & Martha did might've done whilst stranded in 1969; that is to say, the crackiest of crack fics.
Originally posted at [livejournal.com profile] kyra_love.

'Blah blah blah, wibbley wobbley, timey wimey,' Martha interrupts, laughing a bit helplessly, though there's a note of frustration in her voice. 'Rather than the lecture on that, can we talk again about why we're out here in the dark looking for Harry Potter?' )
builtofsorrow: (hp | luna | chosen child of golden sun)
What follows is my first attempt at writing Luna. It's something I wrote a little bit ago, and it belongs in the series of Neville/Luna vignettes I'm trying to put down on paper, but I think it can stand on its own. I'm putting it here in part because I was going through some of my Google docs yesterday and rediscovered it, and... well, I really like it. I'm mostly posting it, however, because I figure doing so might enable me to finish the series. (Also, much as I'm loving all the Doctor Who/Torchwood plot bunnies that keep harassing me (/sarcasm), I need Harry Potter characters back in my head if I'm ever going to turn my bit for [livejournal.com profile] hp_holidaygen into something besides a blank document.)

Right. So this is me on Fisher's Mad Girl's Love Song (lyrics from the Sylvia Plath poem of the same title) & too much Nabokov (which probably does not show as much as I'd hope).

title: Mad Girl's Love Song
characters: Luna Lovegood; implied Neville/Luna
rating: PGish
words: <800
spoilers: None too specific, but the setting is taken directly from Deathly Hallows, so if you haven't read that, this is not necessarily going to make sense.

I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. (I think I made you up inside my head.) )


Feedback & concrit are, as always, equally appreciated & adored. ♥
builtofsorrow: (dw | m&j | returned to our old kingdoms)
title: No Longer at Ease (In the Old Dispensation)
fandom: Doctor Who
characters: Martha Jones and Jack Harkness, primarily. Brief appearances by the Torchwood team. Briefer appearances by Tish & Leo Jones.
rating: PGish
words: 3,340
spoilers: DW S3 'Utopia'(11) through 'Last of the Time Lords'(13). References to TW S1 generally, and more specifically 'They Keep Killing Suzie'(08) and 'Combat'(11). (But you don't necessarily need to have watched TW for it to make sense.) No definitive spoilers, per se, unless you have no idea what happens at the end of DW S3.
author's notes: Title from T.S. Eliot's Journey of the Magi.
For [livejournal.com profile] lexiedoh, who swoons with me over Jack, betaed extensively, enabled me along the way, and listened to my angst. Thanks go as well to [livejournal.com profile] un_titled_love & [livejournal.com profile] trinsy_fics, who also betaed & reassured. (♥!)
Any remaining mistakes are, of course, my fault.

...I had seen birth and death/But had thought they were different; this Birth was/Hard and bitter agony for us, like Death, our death/We returned to our places, these Kingdoms/But no longer at ease here, in the old dispensation/With an alien people clutching their gods. )


Feedback & concrit are equally appreciated, adored, and reciprocated with banana daiquiris. ♥

(Cross-posted to [livejournal.com profile] lifeonmartha and [livejournal.com profile] galactic_conman. Apologies if you see this multiple times.)
builtofsorrow: (hp | s/l | this will never change)
So I had [have, really] a writing journal, but I haven't updated it in yonks (that was for you, Jo ♥), and it's really just easier to keep everything here, methinks. Anyway, here there is Severus Snape fic, fic that attacked me this afternoon (no really, attacked; I am totally innocent in all this). Well, actually, Young!Sev began angsting about inside my head before I even finished Deathly Hallows, but then Neville & Luna came along and got me started on something that's turning into an I-don't-even-know-but-possibly-epic series of drabbles/fanmix/thingy. Anyway, I think Luna's talk of nargles, not to mention her general cheeriness, scared Sev off for awhile, but she's gone off somewhere, apparently, and here we are. (No, I have no idea why I'm rambling on like this.)

title: Killed the Things He Loved
cut for spoilery bits )
builtofsorrow: (dw | ten & martha | at the mouth of ny)
title: The Promise of Blue-Velvet Dark
fandom: Doctor Who
characters: Martha Jones; mentions of Adeola & The Doctor
rating: G
words: ~1,100
author's notes: Spoilery from Army of Ghosts through Smith & Jones. Title from Stars by The Weepies. Originally posted at [livejournal.com profile] banui_love.

Written for my dearest [livejournal.com profile] faeriemaiden, on the occasion of her 17th birthday.

... and Martha hadn't spoken the rest of the night, marvelling at the idea that broken things could be beautiful without being healed. )
builtofsorrow: (hp | lupin | you smell like moonlight)
title: And We Drown
: Lupin/Tonks
: G
words: <400
: A short foray into the thoughts of Lupin as he returns to the werewolf colony. Originally posted to [livejournal.com profile] rt_challenge for the January ficathon; inspired by prompt 2 -- The Clash's London Calling. Overly angsty.

He steps into the colony and he is submerged, forced into a different kind of transformation that is not-at-all physical and a thousand times more painful than the other. )
builtofsorrow: (moonstruck | bright amid the winter cold)
title: Belong
: Lupin/Tonks
: G
words: <400
: Originally posted to [profile] rt_challenge    for the January ficathon; inspired by this prompt (which, incidentally, is a photo I took in Gdansk on New Year's Day 2006).



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