Hot Stuff by Nicola Mody/Vilakins
Fandom: BLAKE'S 7
Pairing: Avon, Vila, Soolin, ensemble, OCs
Length: 11,109w (I like them long)
Author on LJ: vilakins
Author Website: Breaking Orbit or (and I'm not sure how much crossover there is) Nicola Mody on AO3, Vilakins on Ao3
Why this must be read: It's 2009, so the history lessons are pretty much at an end.
'Hot Stuff' was written for an LJ finishathon. It is also, probably, my favourite vilakins (I'm not sure how she'd feel about that). As is perhaps not obvious without the summary, this is a PGP pastishe of 'Some Like it Hot' (Vila, Avon and Soolin join an all girl band). One of the things I love about the infinite variety of fanfic is that this lulzy plot is presented as a perfectly reasonable response to the events of Gauda Prime, just as other authors have used the same event to make things even worse for our heroes.
Vilakins very carefully walks the line between referring back to the movie in clever ways (Avon and Vila's romanatic exploits - particularly Avon's) and making the plot very anchored in the PGP universe and its concerns. Also, because it's Vilakins, we've anchored in firmly in Avon and Vila's friendship and thus - there is lots of hilarious banter (both in and out of the dialogue).
Excerpt:
Soolin raised her eyebrows at Avon. "What about you?"
"I happened to learn the piano as a boy," Avon said stiffly.
Vila grinned. "Worth a try, then! I always fancied being in a real group."
"Vila. You have failed to study the not-so-fine print. It is an all-female band."
Soolin grinned evilly. "Which makes it all the better. They know what you two look like and they'll be searching all transport, but they'd never suspect a couple of-"
"Great loutish women?" said Avon.
"Speak for yourself," said Vila, and to Soolin, "You're not serious, really?"
"Are you?" said Avon.
"The more I think about it, the more I am. It's perfect. You'll be almost unrecognisable, and anyway they won't be expecting you to be travelling that slowly."
"Slowly?"
"With all the music equipment, it'll be by train." Soolin smiled at Avon's look, even more appalled, it seemed, than at the thought of wearing women's clothes.
Link: Hot Stuff
Pairing: Avon, Vila, Soolin, ensemble, OCs
Length: 11,109w (I like them long)
Author on LJ: vilakins
Author Website: Breaking Orbit or (and I'm not sure how much crossover there is) Nicola Mody on AO3, Vilakins on Ao3
Why this must be read: It's 2009, so the history lessons are pretty much at an end.
'Hot Stuff' was written for an LJ finishathon. It is also, probably, my favourite vilakins (I'm not sure how she'd feel about that). As is perhaps not obvious without the summary, this is a PGP pastishe of 'Some Like it Hot' (Vila, Avon and Soolin join an all girl band). One of the things I love about the infinite variety of fanfic is that this lulzy plot is presented as a perfectly reasonable response to the events of Gauda Prime, just as other authors have used the same event to make things even worse for our heroes.
Vilakins very carefully walks the line between referring back to the movie in clever ways (Avon and Vila's romanatic exploits - particularly Avon's) and making the plot very anchored in the PGP universe and its concerns. Also, because it's Vilakins, we've anchored in firmly in Avon and Vila's friendship and thus - there is lots of hilarious banter (both in and out of the dialogue).
Excerpt:
Soolin raised her eyebrows at Avon. "What about you?"
"I happened to learn the piano as a boy," Avon said stiffly.
Vila grinned. "Worth a try, then! I always fancied being in a real group."
"Vila. You have failed to study the not-so-fine print. It is an all-female band."
Soolin grinned evilly. "Which makes it all the better. They know what you two look like and they'll be searching all transport, but they'd never suspect a couple of-"
"Great loutish women?" said Avon.
"Speak for yourself," said Vila, and to Soolin, "You're not serious, really?"
"Are you?" said Avon.
"The more I think about it, the more I am. It's perfect. You'll be almost unrecognisable, and anyway they won't be expecting you to be travelling that slowly."
"Slowly?"
"With all the music equipment, it'll be by train." Soolin smiled at Avon's look, even more appalled, it seemed, than at the thought of wearing women's clothes.
Link: Hot Stuff