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Title: Consider It
Fandom: Rizzoli and Isles
Pairing: Rizzisles sizzles.....Jane/Maura
Summery: Character study of Jane Rizzoli. All her life, Jane has been told she was a lesbian.
Rating: T for language
Beta: purrpickle, but all mistakes are mine.

Consider It

7 months. Yes, it has been 7 months since I posted the last chapter. One of the reasons is that I had a plot developement that I was trying to work in to the story, but which after false start after false start, I realized it just wouldn't work. Which means I still need to write a scene which will act as a catalyst to the climax of the story. I must confess, not much happens in this chapter, it's mainly fan service, but fan service is good, right? 

Chapter 20

The Master List

Hello to all of my valued readers. :P I know it has been ages and ages since the last time I posted anything of all. Even my last post was me saying what I was going to be writing.

I have cause! I have been studying for my class A commercial liscense, i.e, my trucker's liscence. And I have also been.... well doing nothing. *sigh*

I almost am ready to taking the driving test though, so wish me luck.

I am re-reading all my stories, and I should have a chapter of something ready in a week or so. Funny fact. I started the Matilda fic when I was 16 when I was at my Aunts house, the very house I am at right now. Of course, now I am 22 and have to contend with babysitting a 7 year old and a 3 year old. It's great fun. Really. This smile is completely real.

The 7 year old a jerk and bossy, the 3 year old asks every other secend whether I have a weinie. At least, they both know I am a girl, which took them years to figure out. Also, the 7 year old keeps grabbing  my boobies (his word) when I give him a piggie back ride. Luckily, I wear a binder (one of the reasons it took them so long to figure out I was a girl.)

It's a funny thing. I am strongly proud of my masculinity, but I won't let the boys malign girls. Every time they do, I remind them that not all girls are girly, and that a lot of them like to drive trucks, play soccer and wrestle, just like boys. This is much helped by the fact that I am getting my trucker's liscense, which is the 7 year olds greatest ambition. Although he might be just a little more interested in being an excavator operator. 

I cannot wait until they are old enough for me to tell them I am gay. I will blow their minds.

Bodie, the three year old, is a very good baseball player. Right now, he is sitting on my lap. It is dark outside, so he can't play baseball right now.

Anyway, now I am going to help bodie play a Wall-e game.

[Edit] Sorry for the baby talk of the last few lines, I was showing Bodie what I was writing as I was writing it.

Cute kid, though I think he might grow up to be a mob boss. His looks can kill.

Thanks, as always for reading.

 I just wanted to check in and say hi. Hi. I haven't slept in 25 hours. Well, I may have gotten between 1 and 2 hours sleep this morning from 6am till 8, but I felt like I was awake the entire time. Not fun.

I did start writing chapter 20 of The Energy of Hidden Emotion's last night. I had 'started' this chapter about 3 days ago when I wrote "Chapter 20, TEHE" at the top of my google doc, but I never actually got any further than that. I just couldn't get a good hooking point into the story, even though I basically know every little thing that is going to happen from here till the end. 

And then, I got an image in my head. It was of Matilda sitting scrunched up on the couch typing into her laptop while Jenny watched her covertly. So finally I had something to run with.

I have realized that imagery is a fundemental reason for me to write anything. I get an image in my head, and then I write the story that explains that image. For instance, the image that inspired "Thorns" was of Utena spread open, unable to move, bound by thorny vines that bit into her flesh, and uttterly angry. The image was X-rated and wonderful. I was absolutely driven to explain it on paper.

"Queer Americans" is similarly driven by an X-rated image; the image of Jake, dressed as a boy, sliding to 'his' knees and undoing Hamilton's belt and pants. Implicet is the implication that Hamilton does not know 'his' secret. I haven't finished this fic yet, although I  do intend to do it sometime after I have finally completed the Matilda fic. In writing Jake as an FTM, I want to show the sexual side of being transgendered. I want Hamilton to come to terms with the fact that he likes Jake as a boy, and that this means he is not a kinsey 0.

"Words" my newest The Facts of Life fanfic is driven by the image of Jo embracing her inner butch. I haven't watched very much of the series, but I find the scenes where she is trying to fit in as feminine girl painful and awkward and way too much like my own attempts at doing the same. I will continue this story about Jo in a sequels for sure. The other thing I want to explore is Blair's homophobia. In the very first episode of the show, in the first season before it got 'reimagined," Blair mercilessly picked on a baby butch girl for being 'different,' for telling girls she loved them, and being too touchy feely. As far as I can tell, Blair's homophobia is pretty much forgotten by most people who write Jo/Blair. This is understandable, because Blair from the first season is fairly different from Blair from the later seasons, and a lot of people simply consider the show to have started in the second season with "The New Girl" when Jo arrived. But I think the idea of Blair being homophobic is too good of a plot device to pass up. So, I guess you can 'look forward' to that whenever I get around to writing it.

Title: Words
Words

The kind of slasher I am hates established relationships. Well, hates them if they are happy established relationships.
The kind of slasher I am would make established lesbians sleep with their male coworkers and defiently would call this slash.
The kind of slasher I am will break up an canon relationships.
The kind of slasher I am prefers subtext to maintext.
The kind of slasher I am loves genderswap.
The kind of slasher I am loves dabbling in underage situations.
The kind of slasher I am sees incest as opportunity.
The kind of slasher I am loves kink more than sex.
The kind of slasher I am prefers hate!sex to making love
The kind of slasher I am is turned on by age difference.
The kind of slasher I am is invigorated by dubcon.
UST trumps RUST

This is the kind of slasher I am. What kind of slasher are you?

I am very nervous to post this. This is a fic I have been working on since late december. Its more complicated than anything I have ever attempted, and its a bit of an experiment. 

Time frame: AU BTVS from early season 7 onward. There will be no mention of the First. Also AU BTVS mid season 2 onward.

Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7

Sorry about the long wait. I've started publishing all my fics straight from Google Docs because it's easier to edit them that way.


Without any further ado, Chapter 19 of The Energy of Hidden Emotions

The Master Chapter List

 Title: The Man She Had Tamed
The Man She Had Tamed

Title: Enough?

 

Fandom: Gossip girls

Pairing: Serena/Blair

Summery:  Blair just can't bring herself to forgive Serena. Serena offers her away. A slight change in the way the Ivy League episode (S1 E3) played out.

Warnings: [spanking] [language]

Rating: M

Word Count: 3682

Disclaimer:  I haven't even watched all the episodes. So no, not mine. Not even all the words are mine, nor all the plot. Not mine at all.

Part 1
Part 2

More Than Enough <-- The smutty rewrite of part two. Rated MA