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Greetings, dear Yulethor!

So, hello, AO3 user sadlikeknives here, and I can't wait to find out what you're going to write for me! I know it's gonna be great!

Basic likes: I strongly prefer third person prose, and I'm fine with anything, relationship-dynamic-wise: gen, het, slash, femslash, poly, it's all good! I'm afraid I go blank when asked to list things I like (The dreaded "I want fifty things all year but when my birthday rolls around I'm like, "Uh...stuff?" syndrome. I know. I'm sorry.), though I can say with some certainty that I like: shenanigans, pining, happy or at least optimistic endings, loyalty, pets, and kids. I also like Christmas or winter fic! Where applicable, I'm fine with either porn or no porn.

What I would definitely not like to see in my fic would be: bestiality, scat, watersports, cannibalism, noncon, or dubcon. Oh, and omegaverse. Please no omegaverse, aka a/b/o, or any other type of mpreg. I’m also not into infidelity/cheating. Open relationships where everyone is aware of what is going on are fine, as is the time honored ‘simply pretending the canon or RL SOs never existed.’ I have a powerful embarrassment squick; seeing characters embarrassed, especially socially, or behaving in an embarrassing way without being aware of it where it's played for audience laughs really upsets me. And please no animal harm or major character death outside of addressing those that happen in canon if/when necessary. Also, I would prefer no unrequested crossovers or AUs.

Benjamin January mysteries – Barbara Hambly
Abishag Shaw, Benjamin January

Okay so you know at the end of A Free Man of Color when Benjamin and Shaw were in the marketplace and Shaw's standing next to Ben's table Because Society and Ben's like, "Or you could sit the fuck down one of these days?" That was when I first wanted to shove these two guys together to make them kiss like a couple of really tall Ken dolls. I love the complex dynamic between these two, stuff like how Ben can't quite bring himself to realize he can trust Shaw even after he does things like stand there blatantly not arresting him during the candlesticks incident in Ran Away. I love how they often communicate through what's not said. I love how Ben and Shaw are both committed to justice in their own ways, and how they are often mutually frustrated by their society's preference for tidiness over true justice, and how Shaw, despite being an officer of the law, is perfectly willing to look the other way when it is Right to do so. And, like, the incredible over the top action heroes climax (Cue the hurricane! And now the fifteen-foot alligator!) of Wet Grave, how can I not love it? Gentle Yulethor, I want more of these Justice Bros.

Quick note: Hello, my name is sadlikeknives and I'm shallow. I must confess I generally picture Shaw as more, you know, sexy scruffy (like, Hollywood historical scruffy) than with the level of hygiene, if one can even call it that, described in the books, because seriously, he's an intelligent man, he knows what soap is for, why will he not use it?? It's not cute. Also if you could keep any references to chewing tobacco to a minimum I would greatly appreciate it, because it is similarly not cute.

Some prompts:

1. We never get inside anybody but Ben's head, so Shaw's side of the story for one of their adventures could be a thing (how many words for dumbass was Shaw thinking when Ben popped up at that revival with the candlesticks?, etc.).
2. The two of them could investigate something new! Who's dead, in the middle of a scandal, or robbed blind this week?
3. Just anything with the two of them interacting (possibly in a, er, biblical way, but platonic justice buddies is also great) either in New Orleans or at some point during The Shirt on His Back. Maybe Shaw could shoot something, he would probably like that.
4. Maybe Shaw has to go undercover as A Clean Person (it's the perfect disguise; no one would ever suspect it was him) and everyone is surprised by how attractive he is, a la that scene in a movie when the girl takes her glasses off. I feel like Dominique is involved in making this happen somehow, because as we all know, Dominique has Powers when it comes to getting people to do what she wants.
5. While so much of these books is in the setting, modern New Orleans is pretty atmospheric, too, no? Picture it: Shaw's still a cop, Ben's a surgeon who moonlights in a jazz band. Together, they solve crimes. And maybe make out.
6. Another idea you have!


The Goblin Emperor – Katherine Addison
Maia Drazhar, Nemolis Drazhar

If you matched me on something else and you're not feeling it, timewise this is probably your best option for a backup canon, as it's a single book, but it's a single book with language use involving formal vs. informal 'you.' So. You might want to be aware of that.

When I was rereading this book a while back, I was struck by the part where Idris tells Maia about his father, Nemolis, and how Nemolis argued with their father about Maia's treatment, saying that Maia should be brought back to court, and that when he became emperor he would do so. And then, of course, neither of those things ever happened. But it did get me thinking about what ifs, and wishing Maia had gotten to meet his brother, even though I know we don't know much about Nemolis other than what Idra says. I feel like this story could go a couple of different ways, so, some possible prompts:

1. Varenechibel capitulates to Nemolis's arguments and brings Maia back to court. I feel like he still wouldn't be very happy about it, so Maia's reception might be pretty mixed.
2. Nemolis misses the airship crash for some reason, and as one of his first acts as emperor brings Maia back to court. The timeline would be the same as in the book, pretty much, but Maia's not the emperor. How does that play out?
3. At some point during Maia's exile, Nemolis suddenly has a burning desire to hunt marsh birds or some similarly thin yet plausible excuse, and goes on holiday at Edonomee, where he gets to spend time with his brother. I feel like this scenario does not play out well for Setheris. And then, of course, after the crash of the Wisdom of Choharo, Maia's grief would be more immediate and personal and angsty.
4. Alternately, there's the pre-canon option. If you decide to go this route, you don't have to include Maia, because he wouldn't be born yet (or he's a very tiny baby idk). According to a thing about dates in the book I saw SOMEWHERE and cannot now find, Nemolis and Chenelo were about the same age. So I feel like something about how Nemolis and Chenelo related to each other could be interesting, because that must have been a pretty awkward situation, but from what little we know of Nemolis I feel like he would have been kind to Chenelo? (Maybe there could even be a bit of a Hidden Forbidden Romance?)
5. Something else! I'm open!


Kisses & Curses
Any

I really, really love this game, even if it is kind of typo-riddled, and if you're not familiar, this is basically an LJ Smith series of my teenhood in phone game form and with more options: you play a witch who has to save the world by jetsetting around Europe and figure out her love life at the same time. I've only finished one playthrough, with Ty and Melanie as my companions, and I'm currently playing with Ty and Rhys (I've gotten to Germany, so I should be done with this playthrough by the time of reveals), but I don't mind at all being spoiled for what happens in other playthroughs. I romanced Melanie on the first playthrough, because I too want to run away to Paris to own a magical makeup boutique, and for the second one I'm romancing Rhys. From what I've seen of the other possible companions so far, I will say that Anastasia is my least favorite, probably because while I'm sure her backstory comes up later if you choose her, and we later learn not all witches are as nice as most of the Werbury coven, we're missing a lot of why she's so "OMG all witches are evil and must DIE a lot" at the point when we choose companions for our quest, and so she came off as needing to calm down.

As far as the main character's name goes, for fic purposes I think it's probably best to stick with 'Julie Grier.'

Some possible prompts:

1. Melanie and Julie's adventures running a magical makeup boutique in Paris. Because COME ON. Like, I don't know how the other storylines end yet, but I don't see how they could be MORE up my alley than a magical makeup boutique in Paris, and I want more makeup and Paris action.
2. You know how the Pact Spell makes you feel each other's heartbeats and whatnot? Like you're all one? Yeah, so I'm thinking post-spell threesome. Maybe after the first attempt, I mean, they have to salvage something there before they set off for Europe, right? Or the spell itself could turn out to be sex magic. I'm open to any combination of companions you want here.
3. This game has canon het and femslash options but it is lacking in dudes making out (because, y'know, female protagonist). If the guys make out in some other playthrough I haven't gotten to yet (it's certainly suggested often enough in this playthrough), I am delighted to hear that and retract the former statement, but that doesn't change my request: make the guys make out and/or bang. Maybe Rhys and Nik could meet somehow while they're both kicking around Werbury (How many hotels can a town that small have, really?) and bond over being male witches in a female-dominated world (According to the game's website only five percent of all witches are male. Five percent! The two of them are what, like seven percent of the world's eligible witch bachelors?). Maybe Nik uses that bad boy appeal and seduces Ty at the von Reylander ball (using the Siren's Call only in a kinky and previously agreed upon manner). Maybe things develop between the guys on the quest (maybe they have to share a hotel room in Ireland after all!), and Julie later runs off to Paris with Melanie. Maybe some other scenario you come up with.
4. Something else that strikes your fancy! I'm sure there are lots of things in the playthroughs I haven't gotten to yet that would be ripe for ficcing, and if you've got a great idea percolating, please, bring it on!

Orlando City SC RPF
Kaka

I love Kaka so much. I love his Disney prince face (That smile! Those eyes! That fluffy hair!) to the point that I have texted friends who do not even follow soccer, "My boo scored a brace!" out of the blue and they knew what I was talking about. And Orlando City sort of fascinates me because it seems to have even more of a financial divide than most MLS teams between Kaka, who is getting paid the most in the league, and a bunch of guys who are basically making second grade teacher money. I was once watching a game when one commentator referred to Kaka and David Mateos as "former teammates at Real Madrid" and the other guy was like, "...actually, Mateos was in the Castilla, not the senior team," and it was awkward. It makes me wonder if things are also awkward in the dressing room like that, or if they look up to him like a bunch of ducklings, or what. (Also, I recently read this LA Times article on how MLS teams travel and it was amazing. Kaka in peasant class on Southwest! I feel like he would be so Politely Distressed. (Thierry Henry or David Beckham on Southwest is an even funnier picture, but I digress.)) And I really admire Kaka's unrelenting positivity in light of some clearly not-great things happening in his life: his divorce, when he was like THE LAST footballer you would have picked in the divorce pool; not getting to see his kids very often as they now live in Brazil with his ex; a string of injuries, and I would just like fic where nice things happen to him.

Note: Please, no bashing of his ex-wife or dwelling on the breakup. We don't know what went down inside their marriage and despite the fact that I'm sitting here asking for fic about him, it's not really our business. If you choose to go the 'RL SOs never existed/are never mentioned' route, that's totally fine.

Also: Cristiano Ronaldo is now an ineligible character for Yuletide. Therefore, it is totally extra optional if you want to include him in your story, and I fully understand if you don't, and that's completely fine. (If you do and none of my prompts below grab you, my letter from last year has some Criska-specific prompts.) However, since Criska is such an OTP for me, I would really prefer that Kaka not be paired off with anyone else in my story, so if you don't want to include Cris, I would much prefer gen.

Some possible prompts:

1. Kaka really, really, really loves Disney World. So much that he signed with a brand new expansion team because it was headquartered in Orlando, and yes, I know there were other factors but let's not pretend that wasn't one. Like, have you ever been to Orlando in August? It's like breathing through a hot wet towel. He really loves Disney. So. Send Kaka to Disney World. (Or Harry Potter World! Any of the parks except Sea World, really.) Maybe as a bonding experience with some of his teammates. Maybe with his kids. Shenanigans and standard theme park experiences ensue: lines, shrieking children, more lines, some kind of ice cream related incident, it's-so-hot-I-wanna-die, and, of course, all the magic and fun that make people really love the Orlando parks despite all of the above.
2. Concept: Kaka is an actual Disney prince. Maybe there can be a curse or something (Jose Mourinho or Florentino Perez was probably involved somehow) only lifted by true love or getting Orlando City into the playoffs or whatever. Maybe there are musical numbers. Maybe his golden retriever is a talking animal sidekick. Maybe people regularly get distracted by the twinkle in his eye (wait that part may be real). Just run with it.
3. The mundane life of a footballer is so interesting to me. What does Kaka do with his downtime when he's not abusing his Florida resident annual parks pass or reading the Bible for the fiftyleventh time? Maybe he takes up a hobby. Like knitting. And how super weird is it for him to be, like, practically a normal civilian who can do his own grocery shopping without getting either snapped by the paparazzi or mobbed by fans? Or just, like, anything about him single dadding it up with his kids.
4. You've seen this incredible awkwardness, right? If not: during last year's NHL playoffs Kaka was Social Media Leader or something for the Tampa Bay Lightning for a game, despite the fact that, as he states in the video, it was his second hockey game ever. And it was hilarious. (At one point during the game he lost the thread entirely and started tweeting about how Sao Paulo was doing in their cup match.) He has also, as per his Instagram, attended at least one college football game and one baseball game, and I know he genuinely likes basketball. I think he feels some kind of obligation to support the other local sports teams or something, it's charming, but...yeah. Something about Kaka engaging with our North American sports could be a thing. (I don't understand most of these sports, but uh, I don't think he does either.)
5. Something else you come up with!

Paris Saint-Germain F.C. RPF
Maxwell Andrade, Zlatan Ibrahimovic

Please note that this does not necessarily need to be set during the PSG period; at any point in these two's constantly overlapping careers is fine. I just feel like it's sad that there's not more fic about these two, because COME ON. They cannot stop being at the same club! For years and years! I love how extra Zlatan is, but either it's true love or Maxwell has got magical powers or something to have been best friends and regular roommates with him for this long without smothering him in his sleep, I mean really. Platonic is fine, but if you're going the slash route, if you want to do the 'their RL significant others never existed' thing, that's fine, but I'm also really into the 'their significant others totally know and are fine with or maybe even into it' thing. I feel like Helena would be, you know? (I admittedly don't really know anything about Maxwell's wife, but I'm sure she's lovely!)

A quick note due to player history: I am really not a fan of Barcelona (but that's okay because neither is Zlatan) and would prefer not to see that team or its players lauded overmuch in my fic, please. Similarly, if you want to set your fic in the current day, as a Real Madrid fan still bearing scars, I am not overly fond of Jose Mourinho.

Some possible prompts:

1. Soulmates AU. Because these two being actual soulmates would explain so much. I like the kind of soulmate AUs where they have each other's names or first words to each other or something magically tattooed on their bodies somewhere (and we all know how Zlatan loves his tattoos, too), and I really do not like the ones involving things like 'you can't see color until you meet your soulmate.' (Obviously most soulmate AUs don't make sense when you look at them hard, but this is where I in particular break.)
2. One word: foursome. Or: Sedoretu.
3. Maxwell winds up in Manchester like the forces of the universe want him to, but this time he's with City. (And Guardiola.)
4. In contrast to the above, something bittersweet at the end of the PSG era about how they're both getting older and now they're splitting up again and they might not reunite before retirement.
5. Something about them leaving and rejoining each other and how it's become both a joke and a constant. A 5+1 thing, maybe? Or something else you want to write, I'm open.
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Greetings, dearest Yulethor!



Oh, wait. Wrong Yule Thor.

So, hello, AO3 user sadlikeknives here, and we've matched on something great so I'm sure you're awesome and that whatever you write for me will ALSO be awesome.

Basic likes and dislikes: I strongly prefer third person prose, and I'm fine with anything, relationship-dynamic-wise: gen, het, slash, femslash, poly, it's all good! I'm afraid I go blank when listing things I like, though I can say with some certainty that I like shenanigans, happy endings, pets, kids, various flavors of poly, and...chainsaws?

What I would definitely not like to see in my fic would be: bestiality, scat, watersports, cannibalism, noncon, or dubcon. Oh, and omegaverse. Please no omegaverse, aka a/b/o, or any other type of mpreg. I’m also not generally into infidelity. Open relationships are fine, as is the time honored ‘simply not mentioning the canon or RL SOs.’ I have a powerful embarrassment squick; seeing characters embarrassed, especially socially, or behaving in an embarrassing way without being aware of it where it's played for audience laughs really upsets me. And please no character death. There is one fandom where I suggest a few possible AUs, and one where I suggest a crossover, but outside of those exceptions I would prefer no crossovers or AUs.

On to the fandoms!

Benjamin January mysteries – Barbara Hambly
Abishag Shaw, Benjamin January

This is a series of thirteen books and assorted short stories, so if you're considering picking up one of my other fandoms, you might want to set some time aside for this one. That said, they are really excellent books (mystery novels set in 1830s New Orleans, starring a free man of color who is both a surgeon and a musician)! I highly recommend them. My BFF loaded the first six onto my Kindle last summer, I wasn't sure, and then like a month later I started reading them and proceeded to mainline the rest of the series in a couple of weeks, it was great. Very little sleep was had. And then we went to New Orleans for a week. Yeah.

So at the end of A Free Man of Color when Benjamin and Shaw were in the marketplace and Shaw's standing next to Ben's table Because Society and Ben's like, "Or you could sit the fuck down one of these days?" That was when I first wanted to shove these two guys together to make them kiss like a couple of really tall Ken dolls. And then I went to check out the fic situation and found that actually it looked like there was an OT3 situation going on with a character I hadn't met yet, and I came to understand that, but the desire for fic featuring Abishag Shaw has lingered. I love the complex dynamic between these two, stuff like how Ben can't quite bring himself to realize he can trust Shaw even after he does things like stand there blatantly not arresting him during the candlesticks incident in Ran Away. I love how they often communicate through what's not said. I love how Ben and Shaw are both committed to justice in their own ways, and how they are often mutually frustrated by their society's preference for tidiness over true justice, and how Shaw, despite being an officer of the law, is perfectly willing to look the other way when it is Right to do so. And, like, the incredible over the top action heroes climax (Cue the fifteen-foot alligator!) of Wet Grave, how can I not love it? Gentle Yulethor, I want more of these guys.

While I was reading the books I asked my BFF if she ever got the feeling there was another series of awesome detective novels running parallel, featuring the adventures of badass detective Abishag Shaw, and she agreed that yes, and in those books Ben was the guy who popped in occasionally to help solve crimes and be a huge fan favorite, and so Shaw's side of the story for one of their adventures could be a thing (how many words for dumbass was Shaw thinking when Ben popped up at that revival with the candlesticks?), or the two of them investigating something new! Or just the two of them interacting (possibly in a, er, biblical way) either in New Orleans or at some point during The Shirt on His Back. Maybe Shaw could shoot something, he would probably like that.

Side note: Hello, my name is sadlikeknives and I'm shallow. I must confess I generally picture Shaw as more, you know, sexy scruffy (like, Hollywood historical scruffy) than with the level of hygiene, if one can even call it that, described in the books, because seriously, he's an intelligent man, he knows what soap is for, why will he not use it? It's not cute. Also if you could keep any references to chewing tobacco to a minimum I would greatly appreciate it, because it is similarly not cute. Ooh! Maybe you could write a fic where Shaw has to go undercover as A Clean Person (it's the perfect disguise, no one would ever guess it was him) and Ben is like "Whoa you were hiding hotness under all that grime."

The Raven Cycle – Maggie Stiefvater
Blue Sargent, Noah Czerny, Richard Gansey III, Ronan Lynch

The Raven Cycle is a planned quartet of YA novels, of which three, The Raven Cycle, The Dream Thieves, and Blue Lily, Lily Blue have been published and should be readily available at Amazon, bookstores, libraries, etc. They have Welsh mythology and epic quests and boys being boys and psychics and prophecy and boarding school and complicated relationships and friendship and Southernness and class divides and dreams and a pet baby raven named Chainsaw (see above re: loving chainsaws apparently) among other things, and to steal a phrase from one of my other fandoms, como no te voy a querer?

Yuletide won't let you pick five characters, so here's the deal: I would love love love ensemble/OT5 fic about Our Heroes, but if you would like to write something more focused, any one of these four I nominated or permutation of the group is great. (I also love Adam, just...four characters limit, and, well, he frustrates me, so I would not prefer his POV or for him to be the particular focus. Sorry, Adam.)

Some ideas: write me poly! It solves so many problems. (My BFF once described her ideal ship for these novels as 'Gansey/harem, or maybe Blue/harem' and yes, that.) Maybe various people get creative about not kissing Blue, or maybe the other three, not being her One True Love and in Noah's case, of course, being dead, tease Gansey by kissing Blue (this could be either funny or REALLY HOT, yes?). There was a fear going around for a while after the first book that Stiefvater was going to turn Ronan into a tree. You could write that, and the others trying to fix it. (This can be as cracky or serious as you like.) Write about some of the insane/cracky/useful things Ronan found or made in dreams and maybe gave to the others. I particularly enjoy the prickly we-don't-want-to-like-each-other-oh-no-we-like-each-other relationship between Ronan and Blue, so maybe you could write something about that? ROAD TRIP IN THE PIG. Write me anything and I'm sure I'll love it.

A note: I am not really a fan of Ronan/Adam as a self-contained and endgame ship. I think they're very intense in ways that might not necessarily work out in compatible and healthy ways longterm, and that, really, all five of Our Heroes work best as part of the group.

Real Madrid RPF
Cristiano Ronaldo, Kaka

If we matched on something else but you're considering giving one of my other fandoms a try, then by all means yes, come to the Real Madrid side of the force, but I don't expect you to familiarize yourself with a whole new RPF pairing, especially one that is currently separated by career circumstance, for Yuletide. That said, if you're interested or looking to refresh your memory, [profile] dorkorific and [personal profile] yeats wrote an excellent primer that can be found here: 1, 2, 3.

So here's the thing: I know this is a really big pairing to be requesting in Yuletide but I am so weak when it comes to them. Dear author: I love them. I love their football. I love how different they were in every apparent way (except being good-looking lusophone teetotaler footballers, which is really quite a few things when you think about it) and yet they just clicked. I love how adorable they were together, and how fierce in defense of one another. I love the juxtaposition of their very different public personas. I love how good Kaka is, while secretly being a little bit of a troll. I love how flashy Cristiano Ronaldo is, while being such a good person, and it is not arrogance if you are 100% correct about how good you are. And I love Real Madrid.

Things I love: Fic about them getting to know each other and becoming friends and then falling for each other. Bittersweet fic about their parting when Kaka left to return to Milan. Future fic where Cris and Kaka get back together and raise their kids and blow the global press's minds. This is one fandom where I am all for AUs, btw. I am as weak for a Criska AU as I am for Criska themselves. You know those soulmate AUs where one person has the other person's name or the first thing they said to them tattooed on them somewhere (and maybe there are Dramatical Complications before they work out they are Meant To Be Together)? Love those. (But please not the kind where people can't see color until they meet their soulmates; it breaks my suspension of disbelief somehow.) AUs where one of them is a supernatural creature or a sexbot (I think we all know who is the sexbot here) or something? All for it. (Bonus points awarded if they are still a footballer while being a supernatural creature or sexbot or something.) AU where one of them is a footballer and the other isn't and they still meet and fall in love? Go for it. I don't mind angst, as long as there is a happy ending of some kind. If you would prefer to write gen about their friendship, I am also down with that! Please don't feel limited, or else overwhelmed. Just about anything will be great.

This is the one fandom where I have a specific kink, which you can incorporate into your fic or not as you see fit: I like the idea of Cris being sexually submissive, in that he seems like he could really benefit from having all of the weight of expectation and perfectionism taken off his shoulders and to let someone else be in charge for a while.

A few quick notes: Given the timeline and certain events, this is one fandom where I can easily see how infidelity might come up. I really don't like to think of Kaka of all people outright cheating, but a past open relationship or some kind of arrangement or understanding during their overlapping Madrid period that got out of hand/meant more than they meant it to/now can be More/whatever, I could totally see. Or I am completely fine with the sort of AU where their respective WAGs just did not exist/were not in their lives. Please no bashing of anyone (except Barcelona or Atleti, bashing them is fine, if you want), especially Cris & Kaka's respective exes.

Actually you can bash Mourinho, too, I'm totally fine with that.

Sense8
Lito Rodriguez

So, if you don't know, Sense8 is a series on Netflix that's one season of twelve episodes thus far, and it is best summarized as: the Wachowskis have gone full fanfic on us. This is a show about eight people around the world who suddenly find themselves in an honest to goodness group soulbond, having to deal with that and their own problems and the shadowy corporation that wants to lobotomize them all For The Good Of The Human Race or something. It's complicated.

So, Lito. I adore Lito. Lito is my favorite. I adore how he is the emotional one, and that his talent is lying, and the struggle he has to not only decide to tell the truth but also to realize that his talent being lying can be a good and useful thing. I love Hernando and Daniela and their weird little family. And he is so good-looking, Yulethor. I am weak like that.

If you just want to write something focusing on Lito, that's great (maybe something introspective or about his acting career somehow?), but it doesn't have to be just about him. Something about him and Hernando or him and Hernando and Daniela would be great; something about the cluster would be amazing. What about another psychic orgy? Or fluffy cluster shenanigans like panglobal movie night (possibly making fun of one of Lito's movies?) or using their bond to share more mundane skills than usual, like "applying makeup" or "cooking"? (Maybe Lito wants to cook dinner for Hernando for once and some of the others help him?)

If you feel up for it, I once had a discussion about how our cluster of sensates has all the makings of a great heist team a la Leverage (which kind of paid out as the season progressed): hitter (Sun), hacker (Nomi), grifter (Lito), thief (Wolfgang), and...uh...well I guess Nomi can also be the mastermind, but then they also have a getaway driver (Capheus), inside man (Will), and chemist/medic (Kala). And Riley. I feel bad for Riley, she's kind of like the Ma-Ti here. Anyway, you don't have to be familiar with Leverage to get what I'm saying here, the point is that some kind of heist fic where everyone gets to use/share their skills again like in Iceland would be AMAZING, and one place where I think that would already be useful would be getting the photos of Hernando and Lito back from Joaquin before he can splash them all over the internet. (Yes, Lito claims not to care, but there's a big difference between 'I don't care if people know we're together' and 'I don't care if photos of us having sex are splashed all over the internet,' and I think it's perfectly reasonable to care about the second even if one is being Brave and Romantic.) Or it could be some other situation, possibly related to BPO. I'm flexible. OR and this is by no means a requirement, by that same token I feel like a crossover with Leverage could be really interesting. Like, picture the Leverage crew getting really confused about which member of the cluster fulfills which role in their "crew," trying to figure out how many members are actually in their crew, that kind of thing. (And then possibly they team up and are temporarily unstoppable?)

Sporting Kansas City RPF
Alex Morgan, Dom Dwyer, Servando Carrasco, Sydney Leroux

Yep, this is another RPF fandom about footballsoccer, except these people are more obscure (Servando Carrasco doesn't even seem to have Twitter wtf).

So here's the deal: On December 31, 2014, college sweethearts and fellow professional footballers Alex Morgan (of the USWNT and Portland Thorns) and Servando Carrasco (of Sporting KC) got married. On February 14, non-college sweethearts and fellow professional footballers Sydney Leroux (then of the Seattle Reign, since traded to Western New York Flash, and also USWNT) and Dom Dwyer (of Sporting KC) revealed that they had eloped in January (they eventually held a big ceremony on October 9). On July 20, 2015, Servando Carrasco was traded to Orlando City, so for six or seven months you had two married couples composed of two members of the USWNT and two members of Sporting KC, and they were all good friends and very good-looking people. What are the odds?

Both these relationships are really interesting because of the dynamics of them all being athletes in the same major sport: Syd and Alex are far more recognizable household names than their husbands, and make more money than them when you factor in sponsorships and whatnot, which is very much not the case when you compare your average male footballer to your average female footballer, even in the US, where the USWNT is probably the most recognized and publicized face of the sport in this country, but the women's league is really struggling while Major League Soccer is established and growing. (And, frankly, while Dom and Serva are both fine footballers, Syd and Alex are better than them.) And, yeah, I don't know, they just fascinate me. It seems so complicated and full of possible commentary about gender and sports, but when you get down to it it's just two young couples in love and making a go of what they love doing.

At some point in the lead up to the Women's World Cup this past summer, I saw an interview in which Alex and Syd were asked about this situation, and they said that they always kind of felt like they should hang out when they were both in Kansas City but at the same time they never did, because they had so little time there and always wanted to spend it with their husbands. And so of course because I'm fandom from way back I thought, "You could solve this with a foursome!" And so, dear Yulethor, please: solve this for me with a foursome. An extremely athletic, attractive foursome. A 'squeezing in a few days together in Kansas City' foursome, or a 'two of us just won the World Cup' victory foursome, maybe (Servando and Dom flew up to Vancouver together for the WWC final, after all, and were super cute about being cheerhusbands throughout). Or you could split the four of them into their non-married halves that nonetheless spent way more time together, and do something with that (stress relief sex? Skype?) If you're not up for writing group sex, I totally get that, and there is so much to explore here really. Some kind of domesticity/double date/actually hanging out together in Kansas City or elsewhere would also be awesome! Or, I am reasonably certain in a vaguely tinhat kind of way that Syd and Dom's elopement was spurred at least in part by the Morgan-Carrasco nuptials (possibly in a, "Hey...why don't WE do that?" kind of thing). I feel like Alex and/or Serva have teased them about this and probably find it really cute. I also feel like if there wasn't one, there should have been a campaign to attempt to convince Dom Dwyer to change his name, as 'Dom Leroux' sounds miles better than 'Sydney Dwyer.' I'm just spitballing here, really, I'll be thrilled with just about anything.

Just in case it comes up I want to note that while Alex Morgan is a huge fan of Barcelona and Leo Messi, I, as you might have figured out from one of my other fandoms, am deeply not.
vampychick: (cr7 - hay girl hay)
Dearest Yulethor!



Whoops, wrong Thor. You’re welcome. )
vampychick: (happy bunny)
Dear Yulethor!



”...wait” )
vampychick: (Giada eats babies)
I just discovered that there's a hotel in Panama City Beach, Florida that offers a special service where a hotel employee (whoever lost a bet that day, one assumes) dressed as a dolphin comes to your room and tucks your child in at night. Cookies and milk, a souvenir photo, and a special gift included, all for a small fee!

The lifelong fear of dolphins, one assumes, comes gratis.
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We're fine. We have no damage whatsoever, and we just got power, internet, cell phone service, and regular phone service back. All at the same time, which we believe to be because [livejournal.com profile] teleute12 is magic.

I really believe that now. )
vampychick: (Hector smash!)
A week ago I went to the most magical store in Alabama, possibly the universe, Unclaimed Baggage, where all the stuff the airlines lose forever goes to be rehomed. I got, among other nonsense, a great suitcase and some new glasses frames. Except I paid like ten bucks for them, but then I had to have my lenses in them, and my lenses cost an arm and a leg because I'm so blind. I'm still kicking myself for not also buying the five skeins of cashmere yarn I found, and also there was a pair of brand new Manolo Blahniks that weren't my size but I could make them work, but they'd done due diligence on them and they were still $200 (marked down from, as the tag noted, a retail price of $700, but still). I did get a pair of Fendi sunglasses for fifteen bucks, though--even if they were way more after I had tinted prescription lenses put in.

There are also, like, racks and racks of digital cameras and iPods and Kindles. It's insane. Always check the seat pocket before leaving the airplane, oh my God.

Hot tip: if you ever have to fly with, say, your wedding dress, you might want to consider, like, buying a seat for it if you can afford it. Or else your dress might wind up for sale at Unclaimed Baggage instead of on you at your wedding; I saw at least half a dozen and found the thought kind of depressing.

Anyway, back to the glasses. I took them to get my prescription put in when I got home, and today they called me to come pick them up. I got home and was wearing my new glasses around happy as a lark when I got something on one of the lenses and took them off to clean them for the first time...which was also when I noticed the rhinestone detailing for the first time. I know, I'm a little slow. I was excited by the color and shape, what can I say?

Unfortunately, it was also when I noticed half of the rhinestones are missing for the first time. I don't know if they were missing at the store, because God knows what these things went through before they got there, or if they came out when they were putting the new lenses in (I plan to call my optician tomorrow, just in case there are some rhinestones on the floor over there), but I am so annoyed. Especially if they were missing when I bought the damn things and I didn't even notice and blithely went ahead and had crazy-expensive lenses put in.

Long story short: my new glasses? Already busted.

I'm now debating whether anyone else will notice, and, even if they won't, if it bugs me enough to make buying a replacement pair an option worth considering.
vampychick: (happy bunny)
Years ago, I saw a very striking photo of a sailor's wife waiting for his ship to come in at a naval base in Virginia--the photo was just her feet and ankles, in these hot pink pumps. It was a lovely, happy photo, and those shoes stuck with me. Periodically I would think, "I want a pair of shoes like that!" and scour the internet for such shoes, to no avail and great woe. Or I would find a pair that was perfect, but they were also two hundred and fifty dollars, and I would sob. I knew exactly what I wanted: patent leather, peep toe, HOT PINK, three inch heel ideal, four inches also acceptable.

A few days ago, I saw a pair of really cute turquoise pumps on Etsy (they'd been embellished in ways I didn't care for, but the base shoe? ADORABLE) and I thought, briefly, of contacting the seller to ask where she'd gotten the original shoes, but decided that would be tacky. But it got me thinking about shoes, and how a punchy pair of bright pumps is really missing from my wardrobe, and I renewed my quest for The Perfect Patent Leather Hot Pink Peep Toe Pump. I found a pair on Amazon that was almost. They weren't peep toe, and had in fact a rather pointier toe than I like, but they were cheap. But I couldn't commit to them. They weren't the right shoes.

This afternoon, I was out on an errand for my mom and I happened to walk past a shoe store. And there in the window were ~the shoes of my dreams~. And they were on sale. For less than is listed on the website, even. And it was the best shoe day ever.

*happy sigh*

...and Dolly Parton just came on shuffle. I think Dolly would approve.

EDIT: Also today, I got my hair cut--nothing special, just a trim job at the place in the mall. But in the next chair over from me was a boy getting a mohawk, which he then intended to dye blue. Why? Because he told a girl he was going to do it and she didn't believe him. My hairdresser, his hairdresser, and I kept shooting each other dubious looks, and then among his excited babble he let slip that he was still in high school, instead of a college student like I'd assumed. This was at about two o'clock, so he'd skipped school to get a blue mohawk and oh my God I am getting so old.
vampychick: (DW: Adipose)
Today, when my dad came up for dinner, he complained that our timing could be better, as he was missing the last five minutes of an old show called "Wagon Train." As dinner is ready when it's ready and if he doesn't like it he can learn to cook for himself, my mom and I proceeded to confuse the hell out of him:

Me: Oh, well, I know what happened, anyway.
Dad: You've watched that show?
Me: No, but I know what happened: their ox died.
Dad: They don't have oxen on this show, they just have horses.
Mom: And then they got cholera.
Me: No, it's dysentery. You have died of dysentery. Do they ever have to ford rivers on this show? Because we all know that never goes well.
Mom: You lose fifty pounds of food every damn time.
Me: And all your wagon axles.
Mom: Oh, that's right, I forgot about the axles.
Me: Your wagon just sank.
Mom: And your ox just died.
Dad: *gives us both the baffled look of a man who has never played Oregon Trail*
vampychick: (i can kill you with my brain)
The cabin fever is really starting to set in. My dad, the only one of us who's left the house for any length of time in a week, seems to be the most affected, strangely. Today he was in the kitchen while I was getting supper ready, and he started taking batteries out of one of those charger things. Batteries seem to have been charging an awful lot lately, so, in an attempt to make conversation (it was getting pretty awkward with him just standing around while I cooked) I asked if he was charging the batteries to some purpose. I guess I assumed he would say something about "in case of power outage" although, knock on wood, I think the danger of that is mostly past now.

He flung the batteries in the general direction of the garbage can, missed, then stomped over there and threw them in, while making a big production of apologizing for charging batteries he didn't need right away. Which was just...wtf.

We're out of eggs, we have two slices of bread, and enough coffee for one more pot. Send help. And coffee.

The temperature is supposed to go up into the forties tomorrow, so my mom and I have high hopes we can get out and do some shopping. Probably we could have today--the main roads are clear, or mostly clear--but my dad would have been insulted if we didn't want him to drive, and his driving can be scary even when there's not a possibility of ice patches (Oh, let's rocket down this twisty narrow country road at sixty miles an hour with the cruise control on, sure, sounds GREAT. That kind of scary.) We know he got my grandmother to the doctor and back safely the other day, but...well, he's already on edge, we didn't want to risk him flipping out about my mom wanting to drive or, if we just let him drive, someone saying, "Please slow down." It's just...sigh. Just sigh.

My mom says her mother always said that if snow stayed on the ground, it was getting ready for more to fall on top of it. I really hope that's not true. This is Alabama. We're supposed to broil, not freeze. I'm ready for the thaw.
vampychick: (Giada eats babies)
So in Alabama, we don't know how to deal with snow. We don't know how to deal with an inch of snow, never mind four to ten. Worse, the snow is melting partially during the day and freezing into ice at night, making it supertreacherous. Branches could take out the power lines or trees could take out the house at any time. It's exciting, in a scary kind of way.

Luckily, thus far, the electricity and internets have held out and the house is unsmushed. But we ain't going anywhere. Or, well. That's not entirely true. My dad braved the roads yesterday to take my grandmother to a doctor's appointment. And then she wouldn't let him go to the grocery store. She has sort of weird ideas about him and food--which, you have to understand, my dad is hugely overweight, but she always assumes he's going into the store to buy junk food and nonsense, when really, he had a list of things we were out of (potatoes, carrots, celery, onions, apples, cabbage, mushrooms, spaghetti sauce, barbecue sauce, canned cat food) or perilously close to out of (dry cat food, eggs, coffee), or that needed to be bought to keep the snowed-in peace (brownie mix, a jar of salsa to replace the one I bought for me that my mother cooked something with, because what am I to do with chips and no salsa, I ask you?).

We have about a day's worth of coffee left before the situation becomes critical, and today the outside world is much more icy and, "Yeah we're not risking it," than it was yesterday. We have enough food in this house that we could hold out for a month if we had to, but I don't think any of us would be terribly happy about it once the coffee runs out. And no one would be happy about it once the cat food ran out. Sigh.
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I would like to join Twitter. It seems that all the cool kids already have, and while I do not pretend to be a cool kid, I would like to be able to keep up with what they're saying. There's just one problem.

I need a name.

See, I picked this name when I was thirteen (or, its predecessor, my yahoo! account; LJ did not exist when I was thirteen) and I've come to accept that I'm stuck with it, it's still very...thirteen. I don't really want it to be my Twitter name. But I'm stuck for alternate ideas. So I turn to you, dear flist.

[Poll #1653601]
vampychick: (DW: Adipose)
So every year I try, unofficially, quietly, to do NaNo, and it never works out. This year, I will be skipping entirely, but for good reason. A couple of days into October (I don't remember the exact day, but it may have been the third or fourth), I started writing a novel. At about four o'clock this morning, after trying and failing to sleep and getting up to write again, I finished the first draft. It's still a little on the short side, but it's still the longest thing I've ever written, by far, certainly the longest thing I've ever completed, and now I'm just sort of looking at it like, "So...what do I do now?" Wringing another one out in another month would probably kill me. As it is, I'm left so completely brainspent I can't even process my RP obligations, and have forgotten to make posts for two days running.

But, yeah. I wrote a novel. Go me. *collapses*
vampychick: (old school otp)
From Bones: As far as I can tell, marriage is having someone who will slap your enemies and then toss their dead bodies out of airplanes.

This is totally my new test of OTP. Would they?

Would your favorite couple?

Whining

Sep. 24th, 2010 12:29 am
vampychick: (i can kill you with my brain)
1. Today, out of the blue, my dad asked me what they should do with my computer in, God forbid, the event of my untimely demise. He seemed shocked and dismayed and like he thought I was crazy when I said, "Throw it in a hole." I think he was thinking I have the next Great American Novel on here or something. Unfortunately, what I actually have on here is approximately four unfinished YA novels and that oh-god-what-was-I-thinking thing where Olympic medalists are werewolves and have sex.

The Olympic werewolf porn was definitely a factor in my 'throw it in a hole' decision.

2. Our stove died a couple of days ago. Life without a stove is annoying as hell, and we're in a limbo of, "Can they fix it or not?" My mother has just about written it off, but keeps also putting off going to buy a new one, and I'm, like, running out of microwaveable meal options here.

3. While the stove is gone, I took the opportunity to tile their backsplash like they've been meaning to do for over a year. Except the stuff the people at Home Depot sold me as soooo much easier (it's like super-industrial double-stick tape, basically, you slap it on the wall, stick the tile to it, and then you grout) did not work out at all. It sticks to the wall, all right--if I messed up positioning it and tried to move it I was likely to rip off a chunk of drywall. What it does not do is stick to tile. The whole damn job fell off the wall overnight. So, since we can't get the stuff off the wall, we're going to try mortaring over it. This may be a disaster.

4. I thought I had more. Oh, well. I haven't posted in forever, so I'm going to do so anyway.
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