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icarus_chained
14 March 2013 @ 04:25 pm
... That's what you call it, right? What I mean is, my policy on people making fanfic and fanart and podfics and translations and things based on my stuff. I've had a few requests lately, and kept meaning to put up a public post about it.

Okay. General gist? Feel free to make anything you feel like based on my stuff. I'd just appreciate it if you credited the original, and gave me a heads-up if possible. And also ... this has only come up in two cases that I can think of, but make it clear that your work isn't mine? As in, that your story or art isn't 'official' in the sense of a continuation or something I had any input in. Like that? That it's inspired by but not directly connected to mine. (Podfics and translations are slightly different, there, but they shouldn't need that explanation).

Ah. I think that covers most of it. Feel free to PM me the usual way though if you're unsure.

That's fanfic, mind. For my original stuff ... Um. I'd really prefer if you asked me first? I'm a touch territorial in that regard -_-;
 
 
icarus_chained
23 February 2020 @ 08:48 pm
I shouldn't need this, but I figured it would be easier to pin one to the top of my journal than two or more -_-; Also, apologies for spamming the flist while I tidy up the journal. *ducks sheepishly*

Includes links to the masterlists for: Avengers, Sanctuary, Supernatural/Good Omens, DC Comics (partial only), Misc. Fandoms (non-crossover) and Original Fiction. Other fandoms, I'd advise searching my tags listings, or the fandoms list on my AO3 page. Also includes a separate list of my AUs by genre of AU, because I'm odd like that.

 
 
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icarus_chained
27 February 2017 @ 11:34 pm
I'm still very much in an original fiction frame of mind. This is an odd, dark thing that's been lurking for a while.

Title: The Nacre Guardsman
Rating: R
Universe: The Nacre Guardsman
Characters/Pairings: Original characters, armies, dragons, the Nacre Guardsman
Summary: "The thing about wars is that they leave legends behind them. People need stories so that afterwards it makes sense. All those bodies. All those blighted fields. People need stories after a war. They need honour and bravery and glorious sacrifice. They need myths, and the glimmers of things too great to ever truly die." In the horror-stricken aftermath of an Imperial War against dragons, stories live on of a horror and a hope
Wordcount: 2658
Warnings/Notes: Original fiction, fantasy, horror, weird war, world war, dragons, empires, death, human experimentation, weapons, super soldiers, destroying the evidence, extermination, legends, survivors, aftermath
Claimer: Pretty much mine

 
 
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icarus_chained
10 February 2017 @ 09:14 pm
A little bit of angst and fluff, now that I've finally seen the movie and fallen in love with the Goldstein sisters.

Title: All I Ever Needed (Maybe Not All I Want)
Rating: PG
Fandom: Fantastic Beasts And Where To Find Them (Movies)
Characters/Pairings: Queenie Goldstein, Tina Goldstein, mention of Jacob and Newt. Queenie & Tina, Queenie/Jacob, Tina/Newt
Summary: "They didn't normally crawl into bed together. Not anymore, anyway. Not since they were little girls, really, with nobody in the world except each other. Well. A few times since then. Really bad days, here or there. Sometimes good ones, too." Queenie and Tina, after Jacob walks into the rain, and then after Newt sets sail for England. Goldsteins don't give up. Now while they have each other
Wordcount: 1383
Warnings/Notes: SPOILERS. Post-movie. Angst and fluff, comfort, sisters sharing a bed, loss, hope, decisions, determination, hopeful ending
Disclaimer: Not mine

 
 
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icarus_chained
03 February 2017 @ 12:02 am
Title: Beloved Enemy of Peace
Rating: PG-13
Fandom: Star Trek: The Original Series
Characters/Pairings: Spock, Leonard McCoy, Spock/McCoy
Summary: Passion is the enemy of peace. Passion shatters and overpowers. There are times, though, there are people and other, nameless things, that can make surrender to it worth it
Wordcount: 2146
Warnings/Notes: Established relationship, post-coital, panic attacks, passion, overwhelming, telepathy, touch, grounding, love
Disclaimer: Not mine

 
 
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icarus_chained
29 January 2017 @ 06:09 pm
Oooh, okay, festivids is live. Oh yes. A few quick recs from my initial run through:

 
 
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icarus_chained
10 January 2017 @ 08:05 pm
I'm rereading The Weirdstone of Brisingamen by Alan Garner, which I haven't done in quite a few years, and I'd completely forgotten the four-odd chapters two children and two dwarves spend climbing, falling, slithering, crawling, swimming and almost dying through perilous shafts and impossibly tiny, mud-filled, sand-filled, water-filled crevices a couple of hundred feet underground while escaping svarts in the old copper mines.

... I will take the Mines of Moria, balrogs and all, in a heartbeat before I go through that again. Holy shit. I honestly must have blocked those chapters out. I'm not even claustrophobic, at least not normally, but people who go caving/cave-diving are honestly nutters (apparently the real Alderley Edge Copper Mines, where Weirdstone is set, are open to cavers). I don't want to drown, in the dark, underground, because I got wedged in a hairpin bend in a tiny crevice too sharp and small for my long bones to fit through. Holy shit.

(No offense to real cavers, mind, you do you, but holy shit I would die of a heart attack less than two minutes in, and apparently that's all sorts of bad for everyone attached to me as well, so ... yeah. Probably for the best if I never go, yeah?)

Um. Right. I had completely forgotten this impromptu deadly earnest crash course on the perils of caving in the middle of my children's fantasy book. Wow. Okay. Moving on.
 
 
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icarus_chained
08 January 2017 @ 04:53 pm
Sometimes I think there's something about having a dog that makes you ... rather territorial? Not necessarily in the aggressive 'get out of my space' way, but just in the possessive 'this is my space' kind of way?

It's just, the places where you walk your dog, they're your places. I've been feeling that really strongly since I came home from college five years ago. The hill above my town where I walk my dog, that is my hill. I know every inch of that hill, I know every trail and rabbit run and patch of rock. I've been dragged down every possible slope of that hill. I know every place along the paths where I can pull in to let other dogs pass. I know every other dog who'll need a bit of space to be let pass. Half my social circle are other people who walk their dogs on that hill. My sister got a line on a job from a man who walks his dog on that hill. It's just ... it's my hill. That is my hill. Every time I look at that hill, from across the town, from ten miles away along the valley coming back from work, I see the hill and I know it, the bone-deep way you know a place that belongs to you. There's just ... does English have a word for it? The sense of place, the place that means home, the way you look at a place and know that every bit of it belongs to you.

But it isn't just the hill. There are two beaches within twenty minutes drive from us, where we walk the dog, and they're ours too. And the woods, the woods where we learned to climb trees as kids, the woods where we walk our dog again now, they belong to us too.

I don't know how much of that is the dog and how much is just naturally developing a sense of home, but I think ... The thing with having a dog, with walking the dog, is that you do it every day. And, okay, our dog does two days down the beach a week, one or two days out the woods, and the rest up the hill or on the roads around the hill. There's some variety. But. You walk those paths over and over again. You walk them every day. You meet the people on them every day. When you have a dog, when you walk your dog, you walk your territory. Every day. You know the place in every weather, every light, because the dog needs walking regardless of whether it's rain, snow, shine or apocalypse out there. You know which bits you have to pay attention for and which bits are safe enough that you could switch your brain all the way off and do it in your sleep, and as time goes on even the dangerous bits are nearly safe enough to do that, because you know them. It just ... It makes it yours. It makes it yours in a way that's hard to explain.

I don't know. Maybe I'm just naturally territorial myself, but I do think having a dog makes it more so. Walking the dog is walking your territory. The place where you walk your dog is your home.
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icarus_chained
05 January 2017 @ 02:18 am
Odd fragment of a Greek myth science fantasy, originally written for a prompt of ‘immanence’. To warn, I’m working almost entirely off Wikipedia for the mythology and the Greek terminology, so apologies in advance.

Title: Talaris
Rating: PG-13
Universe: Talaris
Characters/Pairings: Hermes, Helios, humanity
Summary: At the dawn of a new era, beyond what even gods know, Hermes and Helios stand on a space station to watch humanity's first FTL spaceship prepare for her maiden voyage. And Hermes, at least, prepares to join her
Wordcount: 1800
Warnings/Notes: Science fantasy, mythology, gods, humanity, outer space, FTL travel, experimentation, exploration, hope, fear, future
Disclaimer: the gods aren't mine

 
 
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icarus_chained
11 December 2016 @ 01:38 am
Of the first arc anyway. I think I'll finish this one here, and if/when some more comes, I'll put it in a sequel? I figured this would be a good break, between his kingdom and hers. As always, continuation of the fic started here.

Title: Morning Vows
Rating: PG-13
Universe: Lioness and Lamb
Characters/Pairings: Fami and Calime, Fami/Calime
Summary: Their first shared morning, Fami and Calime wake slowly, share some cold truths, and perhaps some warmer promises
Wordcount: 2607
Warnings/Notes: Arranged marriages, kingdom politics, war and aftermath, personal responses, compromise and promises
Claimer: Still mostly mine

 
 
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icarus_chained
05 December 2016 @ 11:13 pm
And again, continuing the reversed Beauty & the Beast fic.

Title: Wedding Night
Rating: PG-13
Universe: Lioness and Lamb
Characters/Pairings: Calime, Fami, mention of others. Calime/Fami
Summary: Calime and Fami, on their wedding night. She intends a chaste one. She won't break him so soon. Perhaps some smaller intimacies might still creep up on them, though
Wordcount: 2299
Warnings/Notes: Arranged marriages, wedding nights, fear, compromise, non-sexual intimacy
Claimer: Mine

 
 
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icarus_chained
02 December 2016 @ 07:28 pm
Okay, so I'm not sure how far I'm going with this, but I figured I'd see how far I'd get. Also, people wanted a little bit of Fami POV, which randomly turned into family feels. Um. Not quite sure how that happened, but I actually like Maoric? Heh. Continuing the reversed Beauty & the Beast fic.

Title: Wedding Presents
Rating: PG-13
Universe: Lioness and Lamb
Characters/Pairings: Fami, Maoric. Mostly focused on family this chapter
Summary: An hour before his wedding, Fami receives a visit, and a present, from his eldest brother
Wordcount: 2386
Warnings/Notes: Arranged marriages, war marriages, family, loss, courage, hope
Claimer: Still mostly mine

 
 
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icarus_chained
30 November 2016 @ 11:16 pm
A little bit of a continuation of the reversed Beauty & the Beast fic, for those who wanted to see the Beast’s POV on the proceedings.

Title: Declarations of Intent
Rating: PG-13
Universe: Lioness and Lamb
Characters/Pairings: Calime (the She-Beast), Fami, mentions of Kaeri and Maoric. Fami/Calime
Summary: Calime, the she-beast, takes an evening to get to know her promised husband/hostage better. They don't get as far as logistically complicated, but still it's all she might have hoped for and more
Wordcount: 2197
Warnings/Notes: Arranged marriages, hostages, relationship negotiation, threatening gestures, romantic gestures. They're complicated?
Claimer: More or less mine.

 
 
icarus_chained
28 November 2016 @ 12:41 am
I'm mostly in the mood for original fic lately, it seems. Odd, rather dark little bit of a thing.

Title: Logistically Complicated
Rating: PG-13
Universe: Lioness and Lamb
Characters/Pairings: Original characters. Maoric, Fami, Kaeri, the She-Beast
Summary: A tiny bit of a reverse Beauty & the Beast. The beautiful scholar prince of a conquered country is given in marriage to the monstrous warrior queen of their conquerors, in an effort to keep his family and his kingdom safe. It's possible that his new wife didn't expect him to be quite as pragmatic about it as he is, though. To be fair, his family didn't either.
Wordcount: 1960
Warnings/Notes: Fantasy, Beauty & the Beast elements, conquest, war, loss, arranged marriage, political marriage, self-sacrifice, interspecies relationship, curiosity, challenge, manipulation, respect
Claimer: Mostly mine

 
 
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icarus_chained
17 November 2016 @ 08:14 pm
It occurs to me that I seem to really like being mean to vampires. I've written them running afoul of both the Pied Piper and a haunted/reincarnated/possessed yew tree (long story, let's call him a dryad) so far, and one of those stories that I've promised myself I'm going to get around to writing some day has some vampires run afoul of a village of selkies, in a 'vampiric couple takes scenic coastal tour and realises a shade too late that they're holidaying in Innsmouth' sort of way. Though, in that case, it's more of a mutual misfortune, and the ghost and the stormwitch also didn't help. Heh. I just like having vampires run into things that are weirder or stronger or more dangerous than they are, or even just things that are unexpectedly capable against them.

Thinking about it, an incomplete list of nasty things I want vampires to try and mug in a dark alley/remote forest/unexpectedly dangerous holiday:

 
 
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icarus_chained
14 November 2016 @ 04:37 pm
Finally. I've been fighting with this one on and off for over a year and a half now. It's as good as it's probably going to get here, so I figured I'd call it good. Heh.

Title: Heartwood
Rating: PG-13
Universe: Wyrldwood
Characters/Pairings: Gethyd, Laerin, Haelin, Caerwynn, Taelian knights including Elys the quartermaster. Gethyd/Laerin, Haelin/Caerwynn.
Summary: The wyrldwood, the last forest that stretches along the northern edge of the world along the boundary between it and chaos, is nothing any sensible person wants to tangle with. Though it's been quiet for the last four centuries, since the last great incursion of chaos was vanquished, it still evokes nothing but madness and monsters for most people. Unfortunately, when your partner and the love of your life is a wyrldwood fae by birth, sooner or later even the most sensible person might end up daring its confines. With Laerin as her partner, Gethyd has little choice, and all she can do now is weather the cavalcade of secrets the promise of that vast northern forest draws forth.
Wordcount: 9541
Warnings/Notes: Fantasy, fae/faeries, elves, forests, magic, chaos, love, comrades in arms, confrontations, meeting the parents, backstory, war, sacrifice, body horror, rescue, unicorns, champions, falling in love, hope, romance, confessions. WARNINGS mostly for angst and insecurities and tragic backstories, with a bit of body horror in one particular case. Also, for clarity's sake, 'faer' in the story mostly means 'male fae'. Um. Sorry about that.
Claimer: MINE

 
 
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icarus_chained
13 November 2016 @ 12:37 am
On Tolkien and elves and why they sometimes bug me. Me personally, I mean.

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icarus_chained
09 November 2016 @ 11:35 pm
I wanted something small and soothing?

Title: A Silent Companionship
Rating: PG
Universe: Fae & Fairies
Characters/Pairings: Rue the River Gnome, The Grey Champion
Summary: To imagine the friendship of a lowly river gnome and a fae champion would be the height of foolishness. Rue doesn't particularly care. It's a quiet thing they have, her winter knight and her. A silent companionship.
Wordcount: 1543
Warnings/Notes: Fairies, silence, dangerous people, silent companionship
Claimer: Mine

 
 
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icarus_chained
24 October 2016 @ 11:10 pm
A random thing that wanted to be written. WARNING for mob wars, murders, and people using floods as a weapon. Altogether a nasty little thing.

Title: Cityside Fairytale
Rating: R
Universe: Fairytale Noir
Characters/Pairings: The Detective, Carla James, Bernie Symes, Lori Allan, the hitwoman
Summary: "Don't nobody mess with Carla James. And don't nobody forget that the river will have its due." The city and the river feed each other, but if somebody murders the wrong man, if somebody tips things the wrong way, then the river will have its due. Urban fantasy, an ugly little slice of fairytale noir.
Wordcount: 4220
Warnings/Notes: Urban fantasy, fairytale noir, river spirits, elemental magic, organised crime, mob wars, murders, weaponised floods, magical abilities, detectives, criminals, highly inadvisable attraction
Claimer: Mostly mine

 
 
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icarus_chained
19 October 2016 @ 07:32 pm
Ah feck. I never realise this until I'm in the middle of it. I get sort of ... odd for a bit in autumn. Euphoric? I just get odd this time of year.

I say it's my favourite season. It is. It's just ... everything feels more in autumn. It's a kind of sensory overload for me. Everything feels thin and sharp and intense, all red and silver, thin pearly skies, grey rain, thin bare branches and red leaves. Everything feels like it's going to be gone soon. It's like a tugging sensation, grabbing you and tweaking on the line until you follow it out. The days get shorter. It feels like a countdown. I want to be out, to be there, to be present. I want to see the leaves and the silver-grey skies. I want to watch red sunsets. I want to see misty moonrises. I get this sweeping sensation, this thing picking me up and tugging, tugging, tugging. Autumn is red and silver, fast and hollow and running away from you, thin and sharp and too far away to reach. Everything feels needy and grabby, have this now because it's going soon, a whirl of things to get swept up in.

I get odd this time of year. Wilder than I normally am, odd like I've got a hole in my chest with a fishing line running out of it. It's my favourite, but it's so hard. Winter's nearly a relief. I go to sleep again in winter. I get to relax. Autumn is this frantic feast of a thing.

I never remember this until it happens. Every damn year. Feck it.