Leftovers: Fanfiction from Various Series
| Little Chores - link |
| finished, 2007 |
Series: Spider-Man 2 (Movieverse)
Content: NC-17 (Doc Ock's tentacles/Doc Ock: assisted masturbation, hair pulling/removal, masochistic themes; Octavius/Rosie: hetero sex; implied male/male sexual assault; brief physical violence; brief language)
Summary: Fresh from losing everything he's ever known within minutes, Dr. Octavius discovers exactly how helpful his four actuator arms are willing to be... at the cost of what little sanity the good doctor has left.
Author's Notes: I'm admittedly a bit proud of myself that I managed to go the entire story without one instance of standard-orifice tentacle rape popping up.
I mean, come on. That'd just be too easy. |
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| Convention Snapshots I: When Worlds Collide - link |
| finished, 2007 |
Series: Cowboy Bebop/Trigun
Content: PG ([pairing cut to avoid spoilers])
Summary: A 100-word drabble about the worst convention hookup EVAR.
Author's Notes: Well, spank my fanny and call me a German! Can I actually add "award-winning" to something on this site?
This piece won the first annual Iron Fanfic challenge at Anime Detour 2007, a local big-city convention held last March. Contestants were to write 100 words (no more, no less) involving any Japanese anime/manga series characters, and had to include an object drawn randomly from a cardboard box at the start of the allotted hour.
The object this year: a lantern.
For something that manages to technically stay within the boundaries of a PG rating, I'm quite proud of it. |
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| Operation: Last Supper - link |
| finished, 2007 |
Series: Metalocalypse
Content: NC-17 (Crozier/Ravenwood: anal; voyeurism themes; language)
Summary: The night before the Dethwater concert, Cardinal Ravenwood has a confession to make-- one that ends with General Crozier deploying a few million of his hot, wriggling troops into the Cardinal's pink cathedral. (And yes, the metaphors only get more disgusting from there.)
Author's Notes: A fun little throwaway piece I had no intention of writing, this sucker sprung from my brain onto paper more or less fully formed after two days' worth of fevered scribbling.
To my knowledge, it's the first (and thus far, only) Metalocalypse lemon online that stars members of The Tribunal-- ignoring the regular Dethklok gang altogether, in fact.
My collection of Trophies No One Else Wanted Anyhow just keeps right on a-growin'. |
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| The Monarch Leaves His Mark! - link |
| finished, 2005 |
Series: The Venture Bros.
Content: TV-MA (Monarch/Dr. Venture:
implied rape; language)
Summary: When online rumors debating his
heterosexuality lash his paranoia into a frenzy, the Monarch finally goes off the deep end. A
well-timed jailbreak gives him the opportunity to wreak his (somehow) logical vengeance on Dr.
Venture... and of course, everything goes horribly wrong from there. Also: Dean discovers that
everything you post on the Internet comes true. Fully scripted episode, theoretically taking place
after First Season's end.
Author's Notes: ...And of course, the actual Season Two VB canon ended up blowing every bit of this fic clear out of the water, with worldbuilding and dialogue that became even more awesomeness incarnate than Season One was to begin with.
Ah, well. This one was a fun idea at the time. |
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| One Small Step for a Mouse - link |
| finished, 1993 (!) |
Series: Animaniacs/Pinky and the Brain
Content: PG (cartoon hijinks, of the sort
where vomiting is considered a valid punch line)
Summary: The year: 1969. The plot: Put Mr.
Armstrong's lunar flag-claiming strategy to its logical use here on planet Earth. The mice: One a
genius, the other insane.
Author's Notes: My very first baby of them
all, with its original mess of emphasis symbols left untouched. Sniff. It grew up to have its own
criminal record so fast... [blows nose]
No, really. Sounds absurd by now, but back in the misty year of 1993, a much
younger (and much, much stupider) Apricot the Gerblet had only just discovered the world of
online fanfiction (though my first reaction of "EWWWW [Back button Back button
OMGtraumatizedforweeks]" to the world of adult fanfics is all the more ironic, considering
where I eventually ended up). Not fully comprehending the concept of it all just yet, I still
somehow had the luck to stumble across Steven Spielberg's private home address.
See, way back then, I loved Animaniacs with a truly disturbing passion;
I also knew Mr. Spielberg apparently had a lot to do with making Animaniacs. I happened to
have written this "script" for the show (which is what I honestly thought fanfics were back then),
and... well, I put two and two together, dumped my script in the mailbox, and waited. Then wondered
why I hadn't received a glowing reply of "We'll do it!" in the mail a week later, and sent another
copy. And another. And another. Then, when a form letter was returned with the first one
stating they weren't legally able to read cold-sent material, I sent a few more copies over with a
stubbornness bordering on obsession. Maybe I just wasn't getting through to Mr. Spielberg clearly
enough, I figured.
One cease-and-desist letter from Steven's lawyers later, my rose-colored
childhood dreams were officially dashed. Which, looking back on it all, was exactly what I needed
at the time.
So, there you have it: I owe my whole porn-writing career to Mr. Spielberg.
Summa cum laude, good sir. Summa cum laude indeed. |
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