when you leave this room I'll be just fine

[such_heights]

+ Amnesty month at kinkelot! Go make whatever you like for any of the previous challenges. \o/

+ I am trying to write my tw_unpaired and feeling very 'WAH WORDS ARE HARD', not to mention doubting my ability to ever write anything half-decent ever again, so I am soothing my soul via memes.

+ That meme going around about five/ten stories you would save if the internet exploded or something:

Something Old, Something New (Merlin, for lgbtfest, Arthur/Merlin, Gwen/Morgana)

And Tomorrow (Torchwood, CoE AU, Gwen/Rhys, Jack/Ianto)

Spaceships Sailing In (On Christmas Day In The Morning) (Torchwood, Gwen/Rhys, Jack/Ianto)

The Sound of Silence (Doctor Who, Eleven/Amy/Vincent)

In An Interstellar Burst (Doctor Who, Donna, Martha/Rose)

Your History Written In Stars And Time (Doctor Who, Donna)

All Ye Faithful (Harry Potter, Neville)

I Know Where The Summer Goes (Harry Potter, Sirius)

a flame in two cupped hands (Harry Potter, Remus/Sirius)

And Now, After All The Stars (Doctor Who/His Dark Materials, Rose, Will)

+ That WIP meme that went around a while back - I list the file names lurking in my folder, you ask and I'll tell you what they're about/post snippets.

Cara/Kahlan kink bingo
Five Times Amy and Rory Dressed Up And Had Sex
Genderswap ST
Gwen Morgana backstory
Gwen/Morgana modern au
Hera sees angels
Jackfic for Rita
Jennifer
Lancelot
Late Bloom 2
queer cinderella in space yuletide
TARDIS big bang

Comments

[elsane]

words are very hard, but they invariably look better after you have written them!

queer cinderella in space yuletide

I would like to hear about this one, please!

[such_heights]

This is the hope!

And right, this was a story I started as Yuletide treat in December but sadly didn't get finished. Maybe at some point! I like the idea of retelling fairytales, it's a lot of fun.

Here's a bit of the opening:

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Once upon a time there was a young woman named Cinderella. She lived on a space station orbiting the planet Ossyla below. She lived with her stepfather and two stepbrothers. When her mother had been alive they had been a happy family, but since her death her stepfather and stepbrothers had turned wicked and cruel. They forced her to work long and punishing hours in the repair workshop that they owned on the station as well as taking care of their apartment.

How Cin longed to run away! Alas, she had nowhere to go. Her only companions were the old and rusty household robots that lived with her in her tiny room. The only escape she had from her dreary life was in her dreams. But oh, what dreams she had. Cin dreamt of living on the surface on the planet, to feel soft earth beneath her feet and to breathe real air into her lungs. Sometimes she dreamt of a beautiful woman who would come to rescue her, and sometimes those dreams were enough to carry her through another day of her eyes stinging from staring at the monitors and the gnawing hunger in her stomach from eating only leftover scraps of her brothers' meals.