entirely ruined her disposition with books

Title: The Female of the Species
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters/Pairings: Hermione Granger, Fleur Delacour, mentions of Hermione/Ron and Fleur/Bill
Rating: PG
Prompt: Nothing in life is to be feared. It is only to be understood.
Written for: Bechdel Test Comment Ficathon 2.0
Summary: Even the cleverest witch of her age has blind spots.

( fear and understanding )

Because I have a few, and none of them are Yuletide related. They're all just stuff I found while browsing AO3 while bored at work.

Leverage:

Techno-Wizardry. "Any technology distinguishable from magic is insufficiently advanced." Alec is on board with this argument. A little ficlet about Hardison being a Tech God. Because he is.

FANDOM IS SRS BZNESS. So then, because he’s Hardison, he created a fandom. post-the Gold Job. A meta, geek-love celebration of fandom and its ways, all issuing forth from Hardison’s brain of perfectness. If you have any familiarity with this fandom at all you must read this. OMG I CAN’T.

four times hardison told his nana he was sorry, and one time he said he was (but he totally wasn’t) Sometimes, a geeky fanboy has to do what a geeky fanboy has to do. Obviously my new favorite subgenre is “Hardison participates in fandom with bonus fandom meta!” fic. Because, y’all, Hardison is so one of us.

Life in theTwenty-First Century. Alec Hardison, if pressed, would probably suggest that he subscribes to a post-modern definition of identity. Hardison figures out who he is, sexually and otherwise, via fandom. I think ladyofthelog in particular would be interested in this one.

Nu!Trek:

Your Mom. In which Kirk, Sulu and Chekov feel guilty for no good reason, Spock feels bewildered, and McCoy feels an aneurysm coming on. If everyone listened to Bones, their whole lives would be better. Basically, male bonding, only Spock isn’t so good at that.

In Which the Enterprise Is Like a Village. Turns out, despite the vast emptiness of space, and the worryingly illusory protection offered even by Starfleet's finest vessel, and the sheer likelihood of being taken out by an unexpected cosmic event (sure, those nebulae look pretty now but up-close they're just a disaster waiting to happen) and/or Klingon attack (McCoy's sure it's going to happen any day now) and/or new and fatal alien disease (probably sexually transmitted; probably Kirk's fault), life on the Enterprise isn't as far off a village as you might expect. Gen!space!family!times. Basically: Nakama 101.

That’s What Friends Are For. The Enterprise crew takes take of each other. They are friends, they went through thick and thin together, and they are violently protective of theirs. They are family. Everyone loves everyone else and everyone is BFFs and everything is beautiful and nothing hurts.

Harry Potter:

journals and ice-cream series. Draco Malfoy: ex-Death Eater, former bigot, divorcee, and single father. His wife left him for Viktor Krum, his children worship the Weasleys who clash with the décor, something is rotten at Hogwarts, and he doesn't really know what he's doing. But maybe he's getting the hang of it. Draco in this fic has absolutely nothing to do with Draco in canon. Maybe less than nothing. But this series is fun. And silly. And occasionally strangely moving. I don't even have any particular feelings for Draco, and I enjoyed this. It's fun.

Dollhouse:

Whatever Remains, However Improbable. Victor and Sierra are imprinted as Holmes and Watson, but the engagement does not go as planned. For fans both of Dollhouse and Arthur Conan Doyle. Only the most basic working knowledge of DH is required to enjoy this fic. Which you should read because it is DELIGHTFUL.

Because I have a few, and none of them are Yuletide related. They're all just stuff I found while browsing AO3 while bored at work.

Leverage:

Techno-Wizardry. "Any technology distinguishable from magic is insufficiently advanced." Alec is on board with this argument. A little ficlet about Hardison being a Tech God. Because he is.

FANDOM IS SRS BZNESS. So then, because he’s Hardison, he created a fandom. post-the Gold Job. A meta, geek-love celebration of fandom and its ways, all issuing forth from Hardison’s brain of perfectness. If you have any familiarity with this fandom at all you must read this. OMG I CAN’T.

four times hardison told his nana he was sorry, and one time he said he was (but he totally wasn’t) Sometimes, a geeky fanboy has to do what a geeky fanboy has to do. Obviously my new favorite subgenre is “Hardison participates in fandom with bonus fandom meta!” fic. Because, y’all, Hardison is so one of us.

Life in theTwenty-First Century. Alec Hardison, if pressed, would probably suggest that he subscribes to a post-modern definition of identity. Hardison figures out who he is, sexually and otherwise, via fandom. I think ladyofthelog in particular would be interested in this one.

Nu!Trek:

Your Mom. In which Kirk, Sulu and Chekov feel guilty for no good reason, Spock feels bewildered, and McCoy feels an aneurysm coming on. If everyone listened to Bones, their whole lives would be better. Basically, male bonding, only Spock isn’t so good at that.

In Which the Enterprise Is Like a Village. Turns out, despite the vast emptiness of space, and the worryingly illusory protection offered even by Starfleet's finest vessel, and the sheer likelihood of being taken out by an unexpected cosmic event (sure, those nebulae look pretty now but up-close they're just a disaster waiting to happen) and/or Klingon attack (McCoy's sure it's going to happen any day now) and/or new and fatal alien disease (probably sexually transmitted; probably Kirk's fault), life on the Enterprise isn't as far off a village as you might expect. Gen!space!family!times. Basically: Nakama 101.

That’s What Friends Are For. The Enterprise crew takes take of each other. They are friends, they went through thick and thin together, and they are violently protective of theirs. They are family. Everyone loves everyone else and everyone is BFFs and everything is beautiful and nothing hurts.

Harry Potter:

journals and ice-cream series. Draco Malfoy: ex-Death Eater, former bigot, divorcee, and single father. His wife left him for Viktor Krum, his children worship the Weasleys who clash with the décor, something is rotten at Hogwarts, and he doesn't really know what he's doing. But maybe he's getting the hang of it. Draco in this fic has absolutely nothing to do with Draco in canon. Maybe less than nothing. But this series is fun. And silly. And occasionally strangely moving. I don't even have any particular feelings for Draco, and I enjoyed this. It's fun.

Dollhouse:

Whatever Remains, However Improbable. Victor and Sierra are imprinted as Holmes and Watson, but the engagement does not go as planned. For fans both of Dollhouse and Arthur Conan Doyle. Only the most basic working knowledge of DH is required to enjoy this fic. Which you should read because it is DELIGHTFUL.

Um, so I may actually be working on my HP rewrite-of-DH-epic? Let's not talk about it. And so basically all I have done the last week or so is eat sleep and breathe Harry Potter (except for a brief break today to watch The Hour which entirely won me over in one episode and OMG ROMOLA AND BEN. BENNNNNNNNNNNNN. Watch it). So I've accumulated a lot of thoughts and thought I might as well share. They are legion. I warn you.

( cut for leeeeeeeeeeength )

So I'm trying to work out the details of what this HP-story-I-might-write would entail, and I keep running into the fact that A) JKR has a fantastic imagination, but is not a fantastic worldbuilder (though not as bad as Joss), and B) I am bad at plot.

*sigh*

I foresee the "stupid questions for my flist" tag getting a loooooot of use if I actually do end up writing this.

I have been consumed by the desire to write an epically long HP Year 7 AU fic wherein I fix all the things that bothered me in DH. The Trio would stay at Hogwarts and fight the resistance with the rest of the DA, and we'd have Ron getting to show off his strategic mind and get to know Hermione's background and how she feels about being a member of the oppressed class and lots and lots of epic Trio BFF times and and lots of R/Hr times and I wouldn't ship Harry with anybody because honestly the poor boy's got enough on his plate. And there would be tons and tons of DA-ness, and the Alt!Trio would have a big role (with Neville being the one to take down Bellatrix), as would the rest of the DA, and it would be about a war and what it does to kids who fight in it.

Y'all, there is a reason I don't write longfics, and that is because I NEVER FINISH THEM and then people hate me and I feel guilty.

But I kind of really want to do this, probably because I've never read a fic that satisfies me in this way.

*whimpers*

So there's a very excellent fic-a-thon going on over at anythingbutgrey's journal!


At the Close: A Harry Potter Wars Comment Ficathon

Check it out! And I wrote some ficlets, so here are some links!

lacuna
Harry, Hermione, Ron
post-series

double-edged
Ron, gen

gemini
George/Angelina(/Fred), post-series [a bit twisted]


And I have left prompts, so y'all should go fill them. GO!

Guess who has two thumbs and her Harry Potter tickets for 12:10 AM Friday July 15? OH YES. THAT WOULD BE THIS GIRL.

12:10, apparently, because all of the 12:01 and 12:05 showings are sold out. There are people crazier than I am! (she said fondly.) I'm going with the BFF and her boyfriend and Lil Sis and her BFF. All quality people whose company I enjoy and who will not decide they never want to be around me again after watching me cry in a movie based on a children's book series (Lil Sis will probably mock, but the rest of them will be kind!).

I have made the BFF faux!angry because I referred to them as our "Goodbye to our childhood tickets." Which honestly is a little ridiculous since I'm 24 and have been living on my own for 2 years now (and by the way--did I mention I just bought a washer and dryer? This made me feel very grownup, for some reason: major appliances = adulthood, apparently!) and she's 22 and is now doing the same. But still, I feel like this movie is the official end of our childhoods somehow.

Anyway, I am quite excited. I will be totally exhausted the next day at work and will doubtless be worthless as far as productivity goes, but I do not care. This is important, okay?