thrihyrne: Portland, OR (No star be dark)
[ profile] brumeux77 kindly offered up a suggestion for me when I asked for drabble-to-vignette length prompts. He wrote: Could you stand Neville/Remus? Non-compliant I guess, in order to have Remus alive when Neville's of age.

So this is a proper 100 word drabble.

Title: A Time to Sow
Fandom: HP
Pairing: Neville/Remus
Rating: General
A/N: AU, obviously.

The jingling bell over the door made Neville smile, no matter how many times he went into Remus' record shop.

"Just a minute!" Remus called from the back.

A new find bought at auction had had him enthralled. Neville had stopped by, just for a moment, because he needed to see the laugh lines at his lover's mouth. After a quick glance around the empty shop, Remus kissed Neville on the cheek. Neville countered with one on the lips, a wordless declaration of gratitude.

"See you tonight," Remus murmured.

The words were promise seeds; Neville watered them daily with tea.
thrihyrne: Portland, OR (fic best gift ever- icon by me base by m)
I just accidentally deleted all of my drabbles in the prior post in trying to fix a mistake in one of my posts. AUGH!!

Well, here are links to where they live in the other comms, I hope. Oh shit. I didn't have the Éowyn saved... I'm afraid it's gone now. No, wait: it's still in my notebook. Phew! So glad that I write longhand! ;) edit: [ profile] star54kar still had it, too!

Richard/Alec, Swordspoint

two Wraeththu vignettes, featuring Velaxis and then Vaysh

Éowyn genfic )
thrihyrne: Portland, OR (fic best gift ever- icon by me base by m)
I'm freaking out. I have too much time on my hands! I'm between stories/waiting on return fics, and have all this... time! So now's your chance to request a drabble. It may be no-one's around to claim any; my recent posts have evidently not been very comment-worthy, which is fine. I suppose you all are allowed to have lives outside of LJ. :) Having been absorbed in HP of late, I'd rather not write anything in that fandom. I'll take the first six requests in these fandoms: Wraeththu, Tolkien, Swordspoint, Slave Breakers... I'll even try Lord John. If you request that, just be warned that I've listened to the entirety as books on tape and have realized that in my head I've been misspelling some of the characters' names, having never seen them in print. I'll get my hands on Brotherhood of the Blade tomorrow at the library. Gen or slash (m/m) is fine. Any rating is fine. Just list a character or pairing request, any key words or ambiance or what have you. If you requested one last time, maybe sit tight and I'll give some newer people to my flist an opportunity to request one. Then again, this post may sit quietly uncommented-upon as well. ;) I'll get them out before the end of the holiday weekend.

Thanks! It's times like now that I wish I were able to just lounge. Hope you're all enjoying yourselves! I may even get out and see Star Trek, we'll see.
thrihyrne: Portland, OR (marooned)
Taken from a goodly number of folks on my flist:

The first ELEVEN people to comment in this post get to request a drabble of any pairing/character of their choosing from me in fandoms I'm familiar with. No need to repost at your own LJ; chances are you've already done it. Fandoms include: Tolkien, Harry Potter, Wraeththu, Swordspoint, The Persian Boy, and [ profile] maculategiraffe's Slave Breakers 'verse. It might take me a few days to do them all and if this proves popular, maybe I'll do a few more. I won't be a stickler for exactly 100 words. They might be a bit more, depending on how creative you get. I'm all about procrastinating from what I should be doing. :P
thrihyrne: Portland, OR (Swordspoint)
Dear, dear [ profile] heartofoshun: I'm three hours behind you, but in your time zone, it's your birthday! I'm afraid I'm rather made of fail and just realized how soon your birthday was/is a day ago, so the card I sent will be late, and there's no long fic for you. Instead, I come with only a Swordspoint drabble. Still, hopefully it will lead your thoughts to much Richard/Alec debauchery.

I'm so glad that we've become friends above and beyond LJ and that we share so many fandoms. I admire you on many levels, your wordcraft not the least. :) May you be festively celebrated and surrounded by those you love!

(((((((warm, mega happy hugs))))))))

Title: Love's Blind Defense
Fandom: Swordspoint
Pairing: Richard/Alec
Rating: PG

Richard's blade swung and darted as he exercised, taking himself to task. He had yet to duel in his condition, decreed permanent by the apologetic doctor. He heard the door open, soon assaulted by the scent of Alec, post-alehouse roguery: stale smoke, pungent mud, the acrid scent of wine. He couldn't know about Alec's eyes, if the pupils were fevered points or lazy black pools.

"I had a knife pulled on me," Alec drawled, wrapping around Richard's torso like ivy on a column.

"Exciting night."

"Not as exciting as it will be," Alec purred.

Richard kissed him into silence.
thrihyrne: Portland, OR (R/D on swing by giraffe_kisses art by cu)
I've missed writing Ron/Draco and to remedy that, I wrote a couple of drabbles for the [ profile] rondracodrabble community. The drabbles are below, both of them set in my Like Wine Through Water universe; both are set within the story before they've actually gotten together.

two Ron/Draco drabbles )
thrihyrne: Portland, OR (Meduseld)
On my birthday I offered up drabbles to people on my flist with birthdays on or near mine; here are the last two, one for [ profile] wolfiekins (who gets a drabble just because!) and [ profile] altariel. I obviously have Merry on the brain.

Merry/Pippin drabble for Wolfie )

Eowyn/Faramir drabble for Altariel )
thrihyrne: Portland, OR (Default)
Happy Birthday, dear [ profile] verdenia!! I'm so glad that I met you through my fic (or so I believe it happened!) and that I was able to stay with you in SF this summer during my wild cross-country trip. That we share a birthday is so much fun!!

Thanks to [ profile] eldritchhobbit for the gorgeous card and virtual cupcake, to [ profile] sexyscholar for your heartwarming card and gift, and to [ profile] evannichols for the virtual b'day fireworks!! Looking forward to the burgers later today!

I come bringing a couple of gifts. In hobbit-fashion, I like to give gifts on my birthday, so I have two drabbles for the recent and current birthday folks on my list who requested them: one's for [ profile] snottygrrl, whose natal day was the 13th, and the other is for [ profile] verdenia who shares my birthday today! [ profile] wolfiekins, I will write yours, too, but I wanted to go ahead and get these out first. They're both birthday-centric, just turned out that way.

for snottygrrl, a Frodo/Pippin drabble [please note I don't think I've ever tried writing hobbit slash, even tame!] )

Neville/Oliver for Verdenia )

Happy happy, everyone!!
thrihyrne: Portland, OR (slave to the muse)
It's nearly the conclusion of 2008, and while I do have a couple of stories which haven't yet had the author reveals, I'm going to go ahead and do a summary of the year. It's been another productive one, in which I dove head-first with great gusto into a new fandom, which really surprised me. I thought my head would be full with Harry Potter and Tolkien and I'd never get involved in any others. Instead, Storm Constantine's Wraeththu series of books totally took over, but I also wrote a few short selections in Ellen Kushner's Swordspoint world as well. I'd love to write some Mary Renault The Persian Boy fanfiction one day, but it hasn't yet happened. ;)

I'm going to organize these by fandoms rather than by date, but here's what I've written and posted in 2008 (not including 2 fest stories not yet revealed):

All of my Wraeththu fics can be found here at my website. You can't leave reviews, but for the first fic below, I do have it saved as a pdf there, and there are pictures of 'Castlegar' as well as some other yummy pictures.
§ Maelstrom and Mage, Desire Thine Darkling
49,083 words; Ashmael/Vaysh and OCs, adult
Available here at Forever Wraeththu [where you can leave a review! ;) ] or here as a pdf file to download.

§ Down the Whispering Well
44,523 words; Vaysh/Ashmael and OCs, adult
Available here at Forever Wraeththu. I didn't get around to making a pdf of this one, though maybe I will soon.

§ Passion's Acolyte
3,015 words; Cal/Swift, adult
Available here on LJ or here at Forever Wraeththu

§ Interpret Me the Savage Whirr
6,198 words; Seel/Ashmael, adult
Available here on LJ or here at Forever Wraeththu

§ Quare Clausum Fregit (Wherefore he broke the close)
3,364 words; Vaysh/OC [Yazdyar, from 'Down the Whispering Well'], adult
Available here on LJ and here at Forever Wraeththu

§ Mere Trifles
1,723 words; Seel/Swift (not adult), Cobweb
Available here at Forever Wraeththu or here at my website. I don't seem to have ever posted it at my LJ!

§ Swooping to Landward
13,800 words; Chithra/Lemuel (OCs), a study of Fioan/Colurastes cultural interaction, adult
Available here on LJ (link is to part one) or here at Forever Wraeththu

§ After the Storm, Restless Fire
4,979 words; Ithiel/Cobweb and Ithiel/Terzian, adult
Available here on LJ or here at Forever Wraeththu

§ Reap the Wild Wind
24,402 words; Kelp/Blackspur, Kelp/Hunt (OCs), adult
Link to the first post on my LJ here, or you can read the whole thing here at my website. It hasn't yet been uploaded to Forever Wraeththu.

§ Libertine
389 words; Terzian, PG-13
Available here at my LJ

A few Wraeththu drabbles written along the way are here at my website

Harry Potter
§ Cloudscape of Ravens
18,030 words; Ron/OC, Ron/Severus, adult
Written for the [ profile] ginger_lust Ron-centric fest I hosted with a lot of help. The link there is locked to ensure no-one underage in the community got to it, but you can read it here at my website or here at Skyehawke if you'd care to leave a review.

§ No Shame, This Life, Beloved
14,792 words; Ron/Draco, adult; in all likelihood, the last story in the "Magic Immunity" story arc.
Available here at my LJ

§ A Rally Toward Exalted Moments
5,567 words; Harry/Charlie, adult
Available here at my LJ or here at the [ profile] weasley_fest community

§ Scotch Game
9,144 words; Ron/Remus, adult
Available here at my LJ; it's locked at the [ profile] remus_ron_slash community to prevent underage folks from reading it there.

§ The Sensibility of Wantonness
3,181 words; Ron/Draco ["Crown of Rope" universe], adult
Available here at my LJ

I also seem to have written a slew of various drabbles by request on a few different days. Rather than organize them, there are a bunch of requested HP drabbles here (some Wraeththu, too, but I put them on my website), a rare het Ron/Hermione drabble here and Ron/Charlie drabble from the vampire!Charlie incest story I wrote a year or so ago for [ profile] wolfiekins

I also have one lingering WIP, a Dean/Ron for the very patient Callum James. I actually printed out what I had when I was at his flat in England in October, and I really will finish it. It's just taken a back burner, to my chagrin.

These are nearly all drabbles, though I think I did write a vignette. LOL. I've written a lot this year and can't keep it all straight! Hence the annual wrap-up.

Basil's Banquet, Fall of the Kings drabble
Untitled Richard/Alec drabble
Revenge Effloresces, Richard/Alec drabble

Hmmmm. Thought I'd written more Swordspoint than that; I think I just wish I had!

Lord of the Rings
Unbelievably after my start in the Ardaverse, the only things I've written in LotR fandom this year have been drabbles, but I do seem to have written a few. All are general rating unless otherwise noted.

Untitled Halbarad-centric drabble
Alliances, Gimli-centric
Untitled Gimli-centric drabble
Untitled Éowyn-centric drabble
Untitled Celeborn/Aragorn drabble, adult
Another untitled Gimli-centric drabble

Wow. So, looking at the non-drabbles, it appears as though I've written around 200,000 words of fanfiction this year. I'm not a real word-counter usually; it's just good for me to look at the year and see where my focuses have been. Obviously it's been with Wraeththu more than anything else, and I don't know what my focus will be next year. I will be expanding "Maelstrom and Mage," trying to double it in length to get it ready to be a proper novel available from Immanion Press, and my slashy_santa fic is Tolkien. This year I also started out trying NaNoWriMo, so I wrote about 3K of actual original fiction. Wheeeeeee.

For those of you who have read and enjoyed my stories and let me know, thank you so much! Feedback, commentary, and enthusiasm are always gratifying for an author.
thrihyrne: Portland, OR (Riverside [icon by me: art by minami_nek)
Happy, happy birthday m'dear! I know that we don't comment as often on each other's LJs, but I'm so glad that we're still in each other's orbits and continue to share a passion for writing in overlapping fandoms. I hope that your day is wonderful and that you're celebrated in a manner which greatly pleases you.

In honor of your natal day, I come bearing a wee gift, a Basil/Theron drabble. :::smooches:::

Title: Basil's Banquet
Fandom: Swordspoint trilogy
Pairing: Basil St. Cloud/Theron Campion
Rating: R for implied m/m relations
Summary: Basil need not worry about going hungry.

This is obviously set within The Fall of the Kings, set a few hours after this exchange at the end of Chapter XI:
    Basil shrouded the book again and restored it to its box, and just in time: a tapping at the door announced Theron, glittering with melting snow and carrying a large basket. […] "I've told Sophia not to expect to see me for two or three days." He looked about him. "This is very cozy."
Amidst the tempest of their passion, Basil paused to feast on the elegant beauty of his lover, flushed and filled with succulent treasures, a cornucopia of carnal delight. Gold-flecked eyes green as forests gazed at him, their arresting colour overwhelmed by his dilated pupils. Theron's dark hair lay untamed and tousled against the shambles of bedcoverings. Basil suffered a stab of jealousy of the ivy and oak which clung to his alabaster skin, a permanent intimacy unlike their temporary gorgings on each other. Pledges of fealty and love clung to the refined architecture of Theron's features; Basil dined his fill.
thrihyrne: Portland, OR (Lemuel in Swooping to Landward)
Today is the birthday of my dear, dear, [ profile] veloona, otherwise known as Rainwish and fabulous Wraeththu fan. For you, precious, I've written a Cobweb-centric drabble. It's untitled, general rating. I hope that you have a fabulous day, and that my gift got to you on time. ♥

Nohar else notes this; it's not on any calendar that Forever would mark, not that there are any calendars in Forever. But Cobweb notes it. His son, the impossible; his Swift of limb and sprightly spirit and evidence that Terzian was once fiercely alive in his desire for Cobweb, that he holds to his heart, flighty within the cage of his chest.

"What's this?" Swift asks as he drags two fingers through the icing. He sucks on them, the sugar smearing against lips which were never human. A candle spears it; ludicrous, necessary.

"It's a birthday cake, beloved," Cobweb murmurs.
thrihyrne: Portland, OR (journey begins by llembas)
Untitled, Ardaverse, Halbarad-centric

I suspect you're not even all that into Halbarad anymore, but when I think of writing for you, he's the one who comes to mind. Inspired by The Passing of the Grey Company:

    The pursuers brought their steeds to a sudden stand. A silence followed; and then in the moonlight, a horseman could be seen dismounting and walking slowly forward. His hand showed white as he held it up, palm outward, in token of peace; but the kind's men gripped their weapons. At ten paces the man stopped. He was tall, a dark standing shadow. Then his clear voice rang out.
    'Rohan? Rohan did you say? That is a glad word. We seek that land in haste from long afar.'

* * * * *
The moon was tricksy behind the clouds, but Halbarad knew they were gaining on their kinsman. Rohan was the land on which their horses galloped, confirmed by the Rohirrim who answered his call.

Aragorn was there; Halbarad recognised him, though he wore an Elvish cloak. Ever the master of disguise, this beloved stranger from the Angle, but kin nonetheless.

"All is well," Aragorn said and Halbarad eased into his saddle.

This was his liege, his King. The Angle and Halbarad's past melted away; Aragorn was his focus, the strong bulwark. There would be no return; silently Halbarad mourned his son.
thrihyrne: Portland, OR (Rohan: Viking Country)
I'm watching The Two Towers again, partially to see my dress in action, but then it prompted me to write a wee drabble from Gimli's POV when he first meets the Rohirrim. From The Riders of Rohan in TTT:

    "...for these horsemen are riding down the orc trail. We may get news from them."
    "Or spears," said Gimli.

Title: Alliances
Rating: General

One hundred and five horsemen, so Legolas said. They thundered past them as their small entourage of three crouched until Aragon stood, calling to them. Gimli found himself surrounded by tall, long-limbed men wearing mail of standard make — certainly not of Dwarvish influence — and long, blond hair. He didn't care about the thicket of spears aimed at him, though he snapped a retort when their leader proved insolent. Éomer did provide horses, though he also jabbed at Gimli's heritage, and his hand itched as it clenched on his axe-handle.

Merry and Pippin: they were his focus, his intent. Surely, they lived.
thrihyrne: Portland, OR (Dwarvish battle-cry)
My dear [ profile] koshweasley asked for a drabble set at the Prancing Pony, and I [not unsurprisingly] found myself drawn to the Dwarvish element of this; just wanted to put it out since I don't doubt there's nowhere for me to find a place for this, Dwarvish-centric and short. But if you like my stuff, and might have a wee interest in the more hirsuite of JRRT's folks… this might work for you. No foul if you don't. I just resonate more to Dwarvish culture than Elvish, or more nearly, Rohirric.

Below from "At the Sign of the Prancing Pony," LotR: Fellowship of the Ring
"On the benches were various folk: men of Bree, a collection of local hobbits (sitting chattering together), a few more dwarves, and other vague figures difficult to make out away in the shadows and corners."

* * * * *

"Dark news, there is," Glavin said, puffing importantly on his pipe, fingers intertwined in his goldsmith's plait. "And these new Shire-hobbits will tell the true tale." His olive eyes lit up, the flecks in his pupil like metal newly smeltered.

Only his companion from the Lonely Mountain picked up on this, of course, a lesser-known silversmith, newly out of her apprenticeship. Behind her beard, she scowled. Men of Bree, rural hobbits; they knew nothing of their culture, of what her people prepared for, diligent and secret. Crows had informed them in the past; they'd told a new tale:

thrihyrne: Portland, OR (Wraeththu by me)
I'm probably crazy, but if there are five of you out there wanting drabbles, note so here. I'll write Wraeththu, HP, Tolkien and Swordspoint. I'm between fics, and had loads of fun writing drabbles last week.

Off-list, I received a request from [ profile] persephone100 for a Wraeththu-centric drabble: I'd like to see your take on the ultimate reunion of Cal and Pell when Cal first gets to Imannion. Either one's POV. You know that scene when Cal comes to Pell's room after their very long separation.

This scene is so visceral from Cal's POV and what he says, canonically, so I went with Pell's POV. This follows directly from Pell's comments at the end of chapter thirty of The Fulfillments of Fate and Desire, and Cal's so astute observation afterward:
    "Pick the glass from my skin first, Cal. I may be immortal, but not impervious to pain. Here I am; yours. I always have been. Want to come home now?"

    There were no shooting stars, no huge explosions. We didn't even know if we were truly in love as we'd once thought; only time would tell us that.

please forgive the reference to Evanescence in the title, but I do love that song.

Rating: PG (nothing explicit)

My Immortal )
thrihyrne: Portland, OR (slave to the muse)
Gacked from [ profile] heartofoshun, where I recently participated. The first ten people to comment on this post get to request a drabble from me. In return, you have to post this meme in your journal.

No reciprocity needed. I write in four fandoms: Tolkien, Harry Potter (but not post-war generations, as in, nothing included in the Epilogue and children of the main characters), Wraeththu and Swordspoint. Looking forward to seeing who might bite and what you'd like to see. Please do include ratings you're interested in. ;) If you would, include pairings/trios if desired, genfic or other (I don't shun genfic, honestly!), and one to three keywords or elements you'd like to see as elements in the drabble. Those, for me, are exactly 100 words. I write anything from G to adult, as surely you all know.
thrihyrne: Portland, OR (I ship R/D by me)
Darling!! Happy Birthday to [ profile] liriaen, whom I first met over at [ profile] rondracodrabble and discovered in her a fellow R/D lover and a writer whose beautiful and often unexpected turns of phrase and imagery astounds me more than I can sometimes fathom; English isn't her first language. That she is so eloquent in two langauges (at least!) is inspiring and humbling. With a wicked sense of humor and boundless talent, I'm so glad that I've gotten to know you a bit more beyond your words to your life in Germany.

So for you, using this week's prompt at the community where I first found you, here's 100 words of adjective-heavy R/D PWP for you. Many, many happy returns! And hopefully the card I sent will get to you fairly soon. ;)

Title: Passion Play
Pairing: R/D
Rating: hard R
Prompt: Juicy

Passion Play )
thrihyrne: Portland, OR (Ron- love him by proofpudding)
I'm already behind again at [ profile] rondracodrabble, but I was writing a letter to [ profile] stuckinsea and wrote her a concluding bit to Growling in the Lion's Den. It's just a wee bit to finish out the scene, and since there's a chance you (Hannah!) might not be able to read my writing considering the scratchouts and whatnot, here's the ending (slightly modified; I obviously can't do anything without editing it!). Pr0ny, adult, way short.

smidgen of smut, continuation of Growling in the Lion's Den )
thrihyrne: Portland, OR (yours truly)
what I'm doing at my new job )

I do have a cold and feel kind of like crap, but in spite of that, it's been a great weekend having the house to myself while my parents are in North Carolina for a wedding.

[ profile] risiepookie, I'm sorry I didn't call last night, but I was on the phone for four hours with [ profile] wolfiekins, by which point [ profile] koshweasley had come home from work, so I talked with him for an additional 45 minutes. But— your Dean/Ron fic is finished, and I just adore it. I hope that you will, too. In fact, I got all sniffly this morning as I wrote the last scene. I'll be sending it to my betas today.

I also wrote a quadruple drabble yesterday morning, attempting to get caught up with the prompts at [ profile] rondracodrabble. So I took the four I hadn't done and combined them all into an exactly 400-word drabblette, here. Like nearly all of my R/D drabbles, it's in the Magic Immunity universe.

Now I'm going to have a little breakfast, take a hot soak in the bath, and then curl up on the couch to watch "The History Boys" which [ profile] wolfiekins and [ profile] koshweasley were so kind to mail to me. I'm also enjoying the cold weather and rain, with bonus thunder tossed in!

Thinking of you all and hoping that you're well. :)
thrihyrne: Portland, OR (harry known universe)
Per commentary from a week or so ago:

lawyerly correspondence )

Title: Dancing Kings
Rating: PG for m/m relations
A/N: A Trail of Persimmon universe. Link is to an adult fic.

"Stop yanking my chain! This is the green shirt, isn't it?"

A sheepish grin settled on Ron's lips. "Yeah. Sorry to be a git. C'mon, let's go."

Harry swatted Ron's arse before Apparating to the club where, four months prior, Ron had shocked Harry to his core by revealing his affections for him. He'd dropped hints everywhere, but Harry'd been incredibly thick and oblivious.

They danced in the sweaty crowd, gyrating to the throbbing music, never leaving each other's orbits of bumping hips and clutching hands.

"You're brilliant!" Ron yelled ebulliently.

"Happy Anniversary!" Harry shouted back before stealing a kiss.

May 2016



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