So I know you all spend a lot of time thinking, "Frost, you talk about the Hittites all the time, and you talk about gay porn all the time: have you ever thought about combining the two?"

Well, think no longer. This month's issue of the delightful original slash serial Shousetsu Bang*Bang is themed "Historical Romance," and I wrote a story for it, ( Read more... )

So, okay, my fannish output has been zero lately, but I did write one story, for this issue of s2b2, here; this is the notes post for that story.

( Hittites FTW )

 
( never happen )

“Uh,” said Eric.”I’m not sure-”

“Shut up, it’ll be awesome,” said Jaye.

( fear not )

 
( listening to hear where you are )

 
( So Jim is riding the biggest adrenaline rush of his entire life )

1) After living on the West Coast for eight years, I had forgotten what 'humid' really meant. I mean, I remembered enough to make fun of people in Los Angeles for complaining about 30% humidity, but that visceral sense of the air having weight and heat was blocked from my memory. Chicago, my dear friends, is reminding me. It was not at all hot ( Read more... )

Chewbacca was not, actually, having a good time.

It was the third bar they'd been to, and Han had been shot down twelve times. Every time a woman told him to fuck off, he got a little whinier, until Chewbacca was ready to hit him over the head and haul him back to the Falcon to sleep it off. Lucky number thirteen, he figured, was going to be the ( Read more... )

 
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( Deaq finds Van in the Candy Store when he comes in that night. )