guilty pleasures

[teaforbryony]

The thing about writing self-indulgent fic is that self-indulgence tends to snowball. I have such a weakness for h/c, and I know this about myself so I do try to give myself firm limits for what I'm allowed to include in a single story. But with sci-fi exploring there's such endless potential, and there's so many characters that it kind of feels

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[blindmouse]

Paleobotanist \o/

Um, I mean. Tell me about the first time Mikey Way met a giant lizard?

[teaforbryony]

First time Mikey met a giant lizard. Hello, I think I love you

[teaforbryony]

There is something red and gloppy dripping slowly down the lizard’s snout. Mikey’s heart is hammering so hard in his throat that he thinks he might be sick from it. He takes another step backwards, and the lizard takes two steps forward. Mikey falls over

[blindmouse]

Mikey \o/ Yes, exactly. Only ... and then?

[teaforbryony]

Hee! I wrote way more, but I cut myself off because your prompt had so much potential for amusingness and yet all I could come up with was traumatic and dire and I felt bad posting it. But, since you asked

[teaforbryony]

Pete looks like he doesn’t believe him, but then he nods and says, “Fine, then, we’ll go find them. If we can get out of this fucking ship

[turps33]

OH! I love this so much!

I love the feel of danger pressing in. The bodies and blood and Mikey all alone. And then Pete, and they're running and pretty much looking death in the face when they're saved.

But Gee and their team! They need to be safe!

[teaforbryony]

Thank you!

They are fine! They are having adventures of their own.

[blindmouse]

Oh god. Mikey's faith in Bob's ability to take out two lizards at once! Trapped in the ship with lizards and torn apart bodies! Patrick and Joe and William missing, and Gee and the others separated and fighting lizards off in the rocks and jungle! Wow, I love this 'verse ♥

I'm sort of wondering if the only thing I need to do to get you to keep writing more of it is to keep asking "and then?" You obviously have so much to write about this world. What I think should happen, actually, is that you should keep writing it, and possibly email me bits of it as you go, about when Pete and Patrick found each other again, or how Ryan finds a use for his theoretical degree (what is it?) or the time Tom climbed a tree to work out their position relative to the space ship, and then couldn’t get down again, or the funky non-lizard native fauna that get into their sleeping bags. Or something. I want this story to keep going kind of a lot.

[teaforbryony]

I'm sort of wondering if the only thing I need to do to get you to keep writing more of it is to keep asking "and then?"

Ahahaha, you have me all figured out. I will stare at my computer for hours without writing anything, but all it takes is someone saying, "tell me about the time when..." and I'm off. Which is why I've been doing so much commentficcing lately.

If you give me your email I will totally send you stuff, though you should be warned, I will probably bombard you. (Though I'm not going to be able to write anymore until next week when my exams are over.)

That is exactly what happens with Tom. I had been wondering what to do with him!

[blindmouse]

My email is on my profile! Sorry, that's just simpler than commenting and deleting the comment and not being sure if you even got it. But you should definitely bombard me :-)

[teaforbryony]

:DDDDD

[turps33]

I second the, and then?

I enjoyed our conversation this morning so came to check out your journal, and you had this gem, so I had heart-eyes.

[teaforbryony]

Hi I totally LJ stalked you too, but was feeling shy and didn't comment! <3

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