tenlittlebullets: (tl;dr)
(Archived from a Tumblr post at http://shinelikethunder.tumblr.com/post/105932488971/the-pie-initiative-shinelikethunder-more)

More musings on writing advice:

Honestly, I think “yes, you are allowed” is something a lot of fandom needs to hear right now. We had, what, a decade of “what not to do” writing advice, starting with anti-Mary-Sue campaigns and on through sporking and fanficrants and RaceFail, and now everything is this cracked parody of social justice and ~this is problematic~ is the ultimate “what not to do.” And just look at the messages we’ve taken to heart: don’t get too big for your britches, everything has to be accurate and realistic, no one the reader is supposed to sympathize with should be within shouting distance of “problematic.” We’re writing about these larger-than-life characters whose lives are full of over-the-top, implausible events, and it’s like we’re afraid that if we handwave or take narrative shortcuts or spin crazy yarns about their adventures or don’t treat Bad Shit Happening with the expected amount of solemnity, somebody’s going to call us out for not doing our due diligence.

In fact, the one “yes, you are allowed” message we’ve taken to heart is that we’re not beholden to the original canon, which is a phenomenon I… have mixed feelings about. But the point is, that message combined with the fear of fucking up, of writing “unrealistic” or “problematic” stories about monsters and aliens and superheroes, means that mundane AUs and domestic fic are the path of least resistance. And not only is fic being pushed towards the generic, the moral pressure that drives fandom SJ makes it feel almost… risky?… to stray from the fanon status quo. Breaking the mold, instead of being a sign of creativity, increasingly feels like a sign that you’re Doing It Wrong and may in fact be a bad person. I have seen people say that they want to write about post-CA:TWS Bucky but don’t, because they don’t want to slog through dealing with the “obligatory” recovery issues. Or that they’d feel guilty, like they were committing some sort of erasure, if they wrote pre-war fic without Queer Brooklyn and The Docks a bunch of romanticized-poverty porn.

For the love of God, fandom. You are allowed to come up with whatever fictional means you feel like to undo the Winter Soldier’s fictional (and almost totally unspecified) brainwashing. He’s an amnesiac cyborg assassin hopped up on a knockoff version of the super-serum that lets Steve Rogers get flung off a freeway overpass hard enough to overturn a bus and get up with barely a scratch. He starts getting memories back whenever they leave him out of cryo long enough. If you want the serum to heal his brain damage and leave him twitchy, angry, and guilt-ridden, but more-or-less compos mentis, so that he can go face down his demons without spending months on Steve’s couch eating soup and relearning how to be a human? YOU CAN. YOU ARE ALLOWED. THAT IS A STORY YOU ARE ALLOWED TO TELL. The “it was the super-healing” handwaving already puts you about fifteen realism steps ahead of the comics, where Steve used a magic monkey’s paw ex machina to bring back Bucky’s memories with the power of his love. And then a bunch of stuff happened and Bucky wrestled a bear in a Siberian gulag, okay, and this is the level of Srs Bsns we’re starting from.

You can do whatever the fuck you want. If you want to dwell lovingly on all the interpersonal issues and mental scarring that resulted from that time aliens made them do it because they got fake married in space, go for it. But do not pull out the DSM and start checking off PTSD symptoms out of a sense of duty if what you actually want to write is banter, UST, sarcasm about absurd situations, reckless displays of loyalty, and porn where they realize the depth and true nature of their feeeeeelings about each other. Both of those things are okay things to want.

tl;dr Internal story logic > realism. Write whatever ridiculous tropey or out-there shit you want, and use exactly as much judiciously-applied realism as you need to sell the story.

the-pie-initiative:
See, the thing about this critique is that I thought these stories where Bucky has PTSD were written by… people with actual PTSD. Or with eating disorders. Or who have some other actual trauma or disability they can apply to Bucky’s story.

I myself both love and hate the “wounded warrior” trope because I come from a rural area where a lot of my old high school friends actually have PTSD from fighting in Iraq. I hate it, because seeing Bucky in therapy is almost too real… and I love it, because there is at the same time too much silence and fear surrounding this topic, and I can tell that people are using fic to work through these issues in a way that is without precedent in most of the popular fiction I read.

The anger doesn’t come from a place where people see writing about anything but a hyper-realistic recovery story to be bad. The anger comes from the fact that fictional stories almost never got it right in the first place. For the love of God, please write more stories about Bucky wrestling bears… but also give us this space where we can work out the issues we still have after years and years of silence and misrepresentation.

Broski, literally nobody is attacking the right of people who want to write recovery stories to do so. “Write what you want” means “write what you want,” because the stories you’re itching to tell will probably end up more compelling and meaningful than the ones where you’re just going through the motions. And I have no doubt that a lot of the driving force behind the wave of recovery fic comes from people with that itch. But it’s such a dominant fanon trope that a lot of the people along for the ride are there because “that’s just what you do” or because they’re under social pressure to include it in their post-CA:TWS fic whether trauma/recovery narratives are what grab them or not. Where does that pressure come from? Uh, mostly from stuff like the immediate assumption that reminding people they’re allowed to skip over it is an attack on recovery fic and a dismissal of the experiences of people with PTSD.
If you wanna write it, write it. If you don’t, you’re better off skipping merrily over it and digging right into what you want to write than dutifully cooking up a halfassed Wikipedia version just to cover your bases. The problem isn’t that people want to write nitty-gritty explorations of PTSD, it’s that a lot of people whose fic ideas don’t involve focusing on PTSD (or Picturesque Poverty in Queer Brooklyn, or endless kink and relationship negotiation, or whatever) feel morally obligated to shoehorn it into the story anyway.

arsenicjade:
See, okay, I find all this interesting—I mean, I agree, one hundred and ten percent that fanfiction should be fanfiction, and that internal story logic trumps realism and all that—because I actually DO feel like those of us who WANT to write that recovery trope but who ARE NOT going to get out the DSM and go get our masters in clinical psych for our piece of fanfiction often do kind of get thrown to the wolves. Like, right after I posted one of my Bucky recovery fics, which I wrote because holy shit, I love recovery fics, I came across this tumblr post about how, if you had Bucky going to therapy, you were doing it wrong, and why. I can’t even tell you how terrified I am one day that I’ll write a rape recovery fic, since I legit love that story focus as well, and someone will rage at me about healing-cock. And the thing is, it’s not that I think cock heals a damn thing, okay? But I really do believe that if healing cock is your bag? You should get to write it without being shamed about it. Idk. I mean, do I think there are limits and things that shouldn’t be written? Yeah, I guess I do, because there’s been like, Holocaust glorification fic where I instinctively flinched with my entire SOUL. And yes, in the privacy of my heart, I judged that writer. But at the same time, I can’t be a hard core First Amendment believer, and believe that you know, Nazis should be able to march on Skokie, and not think that writer A shouldn’t get to write her Holocaust-kink porn just because it legit makes me want to be sick.

I guess, in the end, I’m just saying, I get that there are important social issues, and we should be kind to each other, so kind. But I think kindness also involves not shaming other people’s kinks. I.e., I like torturing people in my fic. I do NOT like torturing people irl. Consequently, I’m not going to assume that someone who writes something like healing cock actually thinks it works like that irl. I mean, maybe they do, and that’s a DIFFERENT discussion. But if it’s just their kink? They should be allowed to wallow in it as much as they want.
Nod nod nod. And the thing is, yes, a lot of the prescriptivist “what not to do” writing advice does come from tropes that ended up annoying a lot of people because they were so overdone and so cringe-worthy in their most hackneyed, badly-written forms. I’m the first to admit that I have a mile-long list of fic pet peeves. But the thing about those tropes is, most of them became overdone because there was something deeply appealing about them in the first place. If you start stressing yourself out about whether your fic contains the faintest whiff of healing cock, you’re already long past the point where trope familiarity has stopped helping you avoid the abyss and started making you shoot yourself in the foot.

And “healing cock,” like “manpain,” is one of those names that were coined to describe a very specific lazy-storytelling move that cashes in on the emotional impact of a particular narrative (reclaiming your sexuality after rape, grief over the suffering of someone you love) with blatant disrespect for the character whose suffering is being exploited. Fandom has an awful tendency to generalize both terms to include all writing about those subjects, which is poisonous bullshit because the whole reason those tropes suck is that they cheapen something powerful and important. Diluting them has a chilling effect on the very thing they were supposed to defend. “Healing cock” now means “any sex that ends up playing a positive role in rape recovery, and doesn’t meet some arbitrary standard of difficult, painful, fucked-up, and bleak.” So you know what? Give me all the healing cock. That is a story I want to read. I don’t give half a shit if it’s an “improbably” fluffy power fantasy. That’s why I want to read it. Wanting, and eventually having, certain kinds of sex was crucial to my own recovery from the get-go–you fucking bet I want to suck down the fictional version like delicious crack-laced candy.
tenlittlebullets: (winterborn)
Title: As I Would Not Be a Slave
Fandom: Les Misérables
Pairing: Enjolras/Grantaire
Rating: NC-17
Wordcount: 2531
Summary: ...so I would not be a master. Enjolras the reluctant sadist, meet Grantaire the all-too-willing masochist.
Notes/Warnings: For a prompt on the kinkmeme: "the reason Enjolras doesn't have sex is that he can only get off when dominating/degrading/hurting someone (and I mean seriously actually hurting someone), and he hates that part of himself so much he completely bottles up his sex drive. However, Grantaire loves Enjolras so much and has so little self worth that he actually likes Enjolras treating him like shit." True to prompt, so tread carefully if necessary.

He more than anyone has reason to loathe the very idea of man on his knees before man. )
tenlittlebullets: (liseuse)
Title: A Fundamental Misconception
Fandom: Les Misérables
Pairing: Enjolras/Grantaire
Rating: NC-17
Wordcount: 3204
Summary: Grantaire would recoil before the very thought of undermining any of Enjolras' principles. Except when he discovers that sleeping with a 25-year-old virgin means debunking certain over-hasty assumptions—in which case Grantaire is happy to deliver a very thorough undermining indeed.
Notes: Gratuitous PWP for a prompt on the kinkmeme: "Grantaire fucking Enjolras with his fingers until Enjolras is reduced to a whimpering, shaking, begging mess."

Does exactly what it says on the tin. )
tenlittlebullets: (gallifreyan)
Title: Golden Hour
Author: [personal profile] tenlittlebullets
Fandom: Doctor Who
Characters: Nine and Rose
Rating/warnings: G, no warnings
Summary: Golden hour (photography): the last hour before sunset, much prized for the warm diffuse quality of its light. Golden hour (medicine): the first hour after a major traumatic injury, in which treatment is most likely to prevent death. Post-'The End of the World' drabble.

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They linger in the chip shop until they get kicked out. When they step outside it’s almost sundown already, and the light is slanting rich and warm through the streets. The Doctor stops short; his gaze fixes itself westwards, where the sky is just beginning to light up orange, glittering off of windows like a city on fire.

Rose nudges him. They’re blocking the door. “What’s the matter? No wait, don’t tell me, more aliens.”

The thousand-yard stare snaps, the Doctor’s eyes focus on Rose, and he grins an evasive grin. “Nah. Someone just walked over my grave, that’s all.”
tenlittlebullets: (weeping angel)
Title: Baby, Your Gaze Gets Me Hard as Granite
Author: [personal profile] tenlittlebullets
Fandom: Doctor Who
Rating: PG
Characters/pairings: (highlight to read) Jack Harkness/Weeping Angel
Summary: A lonely assassin develops a crush on her prospective victim. Too bad heavy petting tends to result in unexpected time travel.
Notes: Crack. CRACK. I have absolutely no excuse for this one-way ticket to the special hell, but the post that inspired it is here.

She froze, not that she had much choice. Oh, the delayed gratification was such delicious torture. )
tenlittlebullets: (river fucking song)
Title: Situations, Hostage and Otherwise
Author: [personal profile] tenlittlebullets
Fandom: Doctor Who
Characters/pairings: Martha/River, cameos from Jo and Ace
Rating: PG
Summary: UNIT is being harassed by their resident doctor's rogue-Time-Lord nemesis. Must be a day ending in Y.
Notes: Another unpolished crack idea originally posted on Tumblr ages ago.

She does seem to spend a lot of time in handcuffs, on the receiving end of River's saucy winks. )
tenlittlebullets: (master gives two thumbs up)
Title: Faithful Companion
Author: [personal profile] tenlittlebullets
Fandom: Doctor Who
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Tenth Doctor/Simm!Master
Summary: Half-porny, half-cracky fill for a prompt on [livejournal.com profile] sizeofthatthing: "10 takes Simm!Master with him after TLotTL but the Master, of course, eventually manages to turn the tables. Discontented at being made to feel like a pet, he turns the Doctor into one, wholly. Bondage, plugs, cock rings, attachable tails, gags, sleeping in the console room, the works. No sex. Just a sexually frustrated hound as the Master uses his TARDIS to do whatever he likes." Pretty much as ordered, with the addition of Ten being... well, Ten.
Warnings: Abovementioned laundry list of kinks. Breathplay. Chastity devices. Spit-take-worthy mental images. Dub-con, but only in the sense that neither of them seems to notice or care that consent missed the turn at Albuquerque. Off-label uses of the sonic screwdriver.

The correct response is 'woof.' )
tenlittlebullets: (party like it's 1789)
Starting what should hopefully become a fic dump of all the fragments I've written for prompts/commentfic/Tumblr crack and then never archived. Whee!

Title: They were schoolboys, never held an anti-tank rocket
Fandom: Les Misérables/Doctor Who
Characters: Seventh Doctor, Ace, Enjolras, Combeferre, Courfeyrac
Rating: G
Summary: Ace at the barricade. What else do you need?

Ace, you'd never be so irresponsible as to bring anachronistic weaponry to a time period that still hasn't got the hang of rifled barrels, would you? )
tenlittlebullets: (weeping angel)
Title: Never-were
Fandom: Doctor Who
Characters: Eight, Ten
Rating: PG-13 by implication? I don't know.
Notes: This will make very little sense if you haven’t read a particular Gaiman short story; if you have... I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. (There's now a link to the story in the comments.)

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Whatever the Doctor had expected to find in the temporal eddy of his first Time War mission, it wasn't this:

Inside the TARDIS doors was an organic, subterranean-looking hell where his console room had been. The being inside had the face of a young man, but his eyes were the all-devouring eyes of a demon, timeless and cruel. He slammed the doors shut with a snap of his fingers the instant the Doctor stepped over the threshold; they locked behind him, and somewhere in the greenish-black depths of the TARDIS the cloister bell began to toll.

The other tied the Doctor to a coral strut with strips torn from a battered orange spacesuit, strips that left streaks of rusty Martian grime on his wrists and ankles and across his mouth. His movements were eerily calm, his mouth a grim line, but his eyes were the worst part: they stared into the Doctor with perfect understanding and not the slightest trace of compassion. The first icy suspicion of the truth began to creep up the Doctor's spine; perhaps that was why he didn't resist.

The demon nodded and smiled a dead smile. "Time," it said, "is fluid here."
tenlittlebullets: (river fucking song)
Title: Kiss and Tell
Author: [personal profile] tenlittlebullets
Fandom: Doctor Who
Rating: PG-13
Pairings: Doctor/River, Doctor/Master
Word count: ~770
Summary: Response to [personal profile] evilawyer's prompt in the [community profile] doctor_and_master Valentine's fest: "The Master and River Song compare notes about the Doctor."

He really does have a type, doesn't he? )
tenlittlebullets: (Martha Fucking Jones)
Title: Other sundry happenings on the 26th of June 2010
Author: [livejournal.com profile] 10littlebullets
Fandom: Doctor Who
Rating: G
Characters: Rose, Martha
Notes: Unbeta'd comment!fic for the Bechdel Test Comment Ficathon II: [livejournal.com profile] mollivanders requested "The alternate universe grows dim, and Rose runs back a second time. This time she finds Martha."

Three stone Daleks, a UNIT doctor, and an interdimensional traveler walk into a traffic jam--stop me if you've heard this one before )
tenlittlebullets: (Martha Fucking Jones)
Title: Other sundry happenings on the 26th of June 2010
Author: [livejournal.com profile] 10littlebullets
Fandom: Doctor Who
Rating: G
Characters: Rose, Martha
Notes: Unbeta'd comment!fic for the Bechdel Test Comment Ficathon II: [livejournal.com profile] mollivanders requested "The alternate universe grows dim, and Rose runs back a second time. This time she finds Martha."

Three stone Daleks, a UNIT doctor, and an interdimensional traveler walk into a traffic jam--stop me if you've heard this one before )
tenlittlebullets: (unf unf)
Title: Except for Cheap Tricks
Author: [livejournal.com profile] 10littlebullets
Fandom: Doctor Who
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Doctor/Master (Academy era)
Summary: Crossing your own timeline is strictly forbidden, except to double-team your almost-evil not-yet-ex-boyfriend.
Notes: Someone on the [livejournal.com profile] reallygoodcuffs kinkmeme wanted Academy-era Doctor/Master smut. Somehow my brain spat out equal parts porn and crack. Beware fisticuffs, mad science, and nefarious application of the Blinovitch limitation effect.

I can't tell you what I'm thinking right now )
tenlittlebullets: (unf unf)
Title: Except for Cheap Tricks
Author: [livejournal.com profile] 10littlebullets
Fandom: Doctor Who
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Doctor/Master (Academy era)
Summary: Crossing your own timeline is strictly forbidden, except to double-team your almost-evil not-yet-ex-boyfriend.
Notes: Someone on the [livejournal.com profile] reallygoodcuffs kinkmeme wanted Academy-era Doctor/Master smut. Somehow my brain spat out equal parts porn and crack. Beware fisticuffs, mad science, and nefarious application of the Blinovitch limitation effect.

I can't tell you what I'm thinking right now )
tenlittlebullets: (talk nerdy to me)
Title: You'll Be Sorry But Your Tears Will Be Too Late
Fandom: Doctor Who
Rating: PG
Characters: Ten, Martha, Sexy
Summary: Pure crack. A hug and a thank-you are not nearly enough recompense for all the shit Martha put up with in 1913, and if Martha isn't going to wring anything better out of the Doctor, well, the TARDIS has her ways.

Will I help you? Don't be funny. )
tenlittlebullets: (talk nerdy to me)
Title: You'll Be Sorry But Your Tears Will Be Too Late
Fandom: Doctor Who
Rating: PG
Characters: Ten, Martha, Sexy
Summary: Pure crack. A hug and a thank-you are not nearly enough recompense for all the shit Martha put up with in 1913, and if Martha isn't going to wring anything better out of the Doctor, well, the TARDIS has her ways.

Will I help you? Don't be funny. )
tenlittlebullets: (and I am winterborn)
Sneaky crossover drabble. ;) If you get it, try tapping along to DYHTPS, you'd be surprised how well it works.

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"You don't even seem to be of this world," Combeferre remarked one day. "You barely sleep or eat, you don't notice everyday life, you won't even take that old fobwatch in to get fixed. How do you live in our world and never think of anything but your purpose?"

"Because I can hear it," Enjolras answered. "The call to action. You're a doctor, you know the compulsion to fix things. How could I lose my purpose when it's always there, however faint, like a distant drumbeat calling me to war? Maybe one day even my heartbeat will finally match it."
tenlittlebullets: (and I am winterborn)
Sneaky crossover drabble. ;) If you get it, try tapping along to DYHTPS, you'd be surprised how well it works.

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"You don't even seem to be of this world," Combeferre remarked one day. "You barely sleep or eat, you don't notice everyday life, you won't even take that old pocketwatch in to get fixed. How do you live in our world and never think of anything but your purpose?"

"Because I can hear it," Enjolras answered. "The call to action. You're a doctor, you know the compulsion to fix things. How could I lose my purpose when it's always there, however faint, like a distant drumbeat calling me to war? Maybe one day even my heartbeat will finally match it."
tenlittlebullets: (i am so good in this scene)
Things I have done in the past couple of days:

1. Took my little brother to get his eyebrow pierced.

2. Saw Thor.

3. Gave myself a haircut, then decided it was Drag Tiemz and made myself fake sideburns out of the trimmed hair and glued them on with hair gel, then looked in the mirror and did a fucking spit-take and went to see if there was any way I could cobble together a Ten costume. Unfortunately if there are two colors underrepresented in my wardrobe, they are blue and brown, but it is good to know that my hair is getting long enough to pull off Tenth Doctor cosplay. And that drag sideburns help.

4. Watched more Life on Mars, remain baffled by own sexual orientation. Really adored the fourth episode, but was more interested in classic Smith alum thinky thoughts about the portrayal and reactions to male-on-female versus female-on-male rape than in John Simm handcuffed naked to a bed. There is something wrong with me. It has nothing to do with not being attracted to men and everything to do with only being attracted to John Simm when he is playing an unhinged, sadistic megalomaniac.

5. Wrote fic! A little bit of fic. Master/Doctor/Jack year-that-never-was fic with a premise that could easily go places (and hit just about all the Doctor/Master fandom's collective kinks) if I ever get off my ass and develop it into the twisted, fucked-up porn epic it's dying to be when it grows up. For the moment it is just ficlet length. Behold! )
tenlittlebullets: (i am so good in this scene)
Things I have done in the past couple of days:

1. Took my little brother to get his eyebrow pierced.

2. Saw Thor.

3. Gave myself a haircut, then decided it was Drag Tiemz and made myself fake sideburns out of the trimmed hair and glued them on with hair gel, then looked in the mirror and did a fucking spit-take and went to see if there was any way I could cobble together a Ten costume. Unfortunately if there are two colors underrepresented in my wardrobe, they are blue and brown, but it is good to know that my hair is getting long enough to pull off Tenth Doctor cosplay. And that drag sideburns help.

4. Watched more Life on Mars, remain baffled by own sexual orientation. Really adored the fourth episode, but was more interested in classic Smith alum thinky thoughts about the portrayal and reactions to male-on-female versus female-on-male rape than in John Simm handcuffed naked to a bed. There is something wrong with me. It has nothing to do with not being attracted to men and everything to do with only being attracted to John Simm when he is playing an unhinged, sadistic megalomaniac.

5. Wrote fic! A little bit of fic. Master/Doctor/Jack year-that-never-was fic with a premise that could easily go places (and hit just about all the Doctor/Master fandom's collective kinks) if I ever get off my ass and develop it into the twisted, fucked-up porn epic it's dying to be when it grows up. For the moment it is just ficlet length. Behold! )

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