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mad_andyWell.
After a two year dry spell I have completed a fic. Two, in fact.
I'm a little embarrassed to admit that they're based around a computer role playing game called Dragon Age: Origins, which Slay bought when he got his PS3 as an early christmas present... but who can fail to love a game that has canon slash as part of the storyline? Yes, your male character can have sex with other characters, male, female, threesomes... all quite tame stuff as slash goes (the cut scenes are quite sweet, in a slightly hysterical way; all the characters keep their underwear on...).
Point is, it's there.
And while watching Slay play - his elven mage standing hipshot, folded arms, head cocked to look up into the face of one of his warrior companion - I snuck a peek at that part of my brain that used to come up with all the stories. It's been in the bath for the some time now, naught but humming and splashing and bubbles all to be seen in the place where once the magic happened.
This time, there was an empty tub, a sadly abandoned rubber duck, and a trail of wet footprints leading toward a door marked 'ideas'.
So!
The first can be found here, and is called Tomorrows Song. Here be slash. And oh, but it was so much fun to write!
Rambles like a bugger, tho.
The second is a drabble, Wardens Regret.
Heh. Bizarre.
After a two year dry spell I have completed a fic. Two, in fact.
I'm a little embarrassed to admit that they're based around a computer role playing game called Dragon Age: Origins, which Slay bought when he got his PS3 as an early christmas present... but who can fail to love a game that has canon slash as part of the storyline? Yes, your male character can have sex with other characters, male, female, threesomes... all quite tame stuff as slash goes (the cut scenes are quite sweet, in a slightly hysterical way; all the characters keep their underwear on...).
Point is, it's there.
And while watching Slay play - his elven mage standing hipshot, folded arms, head cocked to look up into the face of one of his warrior companion - I snuck a peek at that part of my brain that used to come up with all the stories. It's been in the bath for the some time now, naught but humming and splashing and bubbles all to be seen in the place where once the magic happened.
This time, there was an empty tub, a sadly abandoned rubber duck, and a trail of wet footprints leading toward a door marked 'ideas'.
So!
The first can be found here, and is called Tomorrows Song. Here be slash. And oh, but it was so much fun to write!
Rambles like a bugger, tho.
The second is a drabble, Wardens Regret.
Heh. Bizarre.
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Date: 2009-12-29 02:13 am (UTC)I hope you write more! Thank you for sharing.
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Date: 2010-01-04 08:58 pm (UTC)*Hug*
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