instead of writing fic, I do this instead. *sigh*
LAYER ONE: THE OUTSIDE
- Name: Lara
- Eye Color: blue
- Hair Style/Color: dyed dark red short with bangs
- Height: 5'2"
- Clothing style: Skirts or dresses, never pants, sometimes casual jean skirt and t-shirt, sometimes fancy dress, sometimes hippy skirts and sweaters, really whatever is clean and fits.
- Best physical feature: lips, bowlike
LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE
- Your fears: falling, new things/experiences
- Your guilty pleasure: anything chocolate, especially white chocolate, trashy romance novels, Survivor
- Ambitions for the future: um...well, some day I'd like to write a novel and publish it, but at my age I'm pretty much set in my ways
LAYER THREE: THOUGHTS
- Your first thoughts waking up: NO, more sleep
- What you think about most: fic/writing ideas, eating food not good for me
- What you think about before bed: I dream up fics, no really, have since I was a kid and that's why I started writing them down at 13--to get them out of my head. This is probably why I have so many OFCs that will never get written
- You think your best quality is: even temper
LAYER FOUR: WHAT’S BETTER?
- Single or group dates: not an issue
- To be loved or respected: respected
- Beauty or brains: brains
- Dogs or cats: cats; not a dog person except for specific dogs
LAYER FIVE: DO YOU?
- Lie: a lot and easily, I could probably pass a lie detector
- Believe in yourself: yep, I have no ego problems except that I have one
- Want someone: Nope, have pretty much figured out I'm asexual
LAYER SIX: EVER?
- Been on stage: in high school and at church
- Done drugs: erm...it WAS the early 80s, but just pot and, actually, the one time I got high, it was second hand
- Changed who you were to fit in: hell no; I've pretty much never fit in and haven't wanted to
LAYER SEVEN: FAVORITES
- Favorite color: red
- Favorite animal: cats
- Favorite movie: hmmm, been alive too long, but I guess the original Star Wars before it had that "Original Hope" and "Episode 4" bit added to it
- Favorite game: monopoly
LAYER EIGHT: AGE
- Day your next birthday will be: Sunday
- How old will you be: 48
- Age you lost your virginity: 17, but out of high school, that was a fun summer before college
- Does age matter: No; every age brings with it interesting things; I've always gotten along with young people, old people
LAYER NINE: IN A BOY OR GIRL
- Best personality: funny, smart, sarcastic
- Best eye color: green
- Best hair color: not picky
- Best thing to do with a partner: eat, talk (remember, not someone who dates or wants anyone really)
LAYER TEN: FINISH THE SENTENCE
- I love...bad boys.
- I hide...the truth.
- I miss...being not diabetic.
- I wish I could...be a mom.
And now that meme where you give the first line from the last twenty-one fics you posted.
Oh, and I'm skipping the chapters of the current WIP except for the first one and going from most recent to earliest.
21. He's very good at it. From Liar which is Stiles from Teen Wolf
20. There was a hole in his heart. From A Hole In His Heart which is Peter from Teen Wolf.
19. He stands on the top step of the rebuilt porch, leaning against an unpainted column, breathing in the scent of fresh lumber and the iron of nails. From The Devil Or The Deep Blue Sea, also Peter from TW, though the fic is mostly Derek/Stiles.
18. A little over six months, that's all it took, for the world to shift one hundred and eighty degrees. From the prologue of my current WIP, The End Of Their World, TW.
17. They took him at moon rise. From Glass Doesn't Have To Break which is Stiles/Peter from TW.
16. "It's a good thing you don't need to shave very often since you never look in the mirror." From He Hates What He Sees In The Mirror, Peter about Stiles from TW.
15. He does it on purpose. From Silenced, which is yet another Stiles/Peter from TW.
14. Stiles' memories of that first night are purposefully vague. From He Doesn't Want To Remember, yes, Stiles/Peter from TW (I'm sensing a pattern here *g*)
13. Stiles doesn't know how long he sits on the edge of his bed in the darkening room. From Light The Candle, guess...*g*
12. The wolf shakes itself, resolving into a man. From A Flickering Flame, prequel to #13, Peter from TW.
11. He had a family once. From Bitter Memories, Peter about his lost mate and cub.
10. "You do it on purpose, don't you?" From Tease, Lydia (awesome Lydia) to Stiles about Peter, because I have a theme going here.
9. At first she hides them, embarrassed by their ugliness, reminders of a helplessness that makes her angry. From Definition, Lydia about her scars, TW.
8. Peter traces the newest bruise on his mate, mapping his own fingers where they dug into the pale, narrow hip. From A Map Of Possession, angsty/dark Peter/Stiles.
7. If you'd asked her a couple years ago--hell, if you'd asked her two months ago--Faith would never have guessed she'd be tending to a catatonic, two hundred fifty year old vampire with a soul in the house of a man he'd killed. From Looking For A Trigger, OMG NOT TW. *g* Faith and Angel from the Angel/Faith comic.
6. It was meant to be a gift for his sister's fortieth birthday. From Salvaged Memories, and we're back to TW, Peter.
Okay, the next were fandom stocking and holiday wishlist fics and they're not up anywhere else yet so I'm skipping them...and we leave Teen Wolf behind.
5. "So, how's it feel, your last day at work for three months?" From And Baby Makes Four, my DC Comics (Steph, Kara, Cassie) Three Ships fic.
4. He's back for nearly four days before he realizes Clark is gone. From No More Secrets, my Clexmas fic so Lex about Clark from Smallville.
3. Major Robert Morehouse let his eyes drift over the rag-tag troop of men in rough navy uniforms looking for something--anything--that stood out. From Created Equal, Yuletide gen fic for Copper.
2. Office hours at the campus coffee shop was a great cover, plus it had the benefits of caffeine, the life's blood of the college student. From Two Batgirls In A Coffee Shop, Yuletide gen fic, Steph and Babs, for DC Comics.
1. Spike smacked his lips and dropped his victim de jour onto the cracked pavement of a secluded alley on the edge of Harlem. From Five Times Spike Was Santa Claus for Noel of Spike, from BtVS.
So...obviously I'm consumed by Teen Wolf these days but at the holidays I always participate in several exchanges/posting days as well as Yuletide. It would be interesting to do this again in six months or so, see where I'm at. If you're interested in reading any, the TW fics are all up at AO3 (ladyoneill) and the others are at my Dreamwidth fic journal (also ladyoneill).