Stories for a winter's night

So I am finally starting to feel better and have gotten back to writing a little. I am currently working on a fic request "Smokescreen/Swindle - The Good Old Days" for Ultharkitty and then I will start on "Anything with G1 Lambos and/or Bumblebee" for Aerylon. I've also been contemplating jumping fandoms and trying my hand on some Fallout 4 ficcage.

Yes, a game has eaten my soul and I have been lost to it. Now, yeah, I know that fans from the old, pre-Bethesda days of the game have issues with it and yes, it does have some pretty hilarious (and sometimes oh so frustrating) bugs, but I'm enjoying a pretty much open sandbox survival game. I love the moral options and that you have so many paths that you can follow. I mean, yeas, I absolutely adore the Bioshock series, but it really is a bit of a railroad. In Fallout you really can do just about anything. Including killing and eating annoying NPCs apparently. No, I haven't tried that yet, but it is an interesting option to have. And I will admit, it has been very tempting to do something horrible to Knight Rhys and Marcy Long -- honestly, more Rhys than Long.

All that being said, I do with that there were more than four dialogue options. I would love to be able to ask Preston about the Brotherhood or the Children of the Atom (yeah, I know, minor characters but still a semi faction). I would love to be able to let Rhys know that I was a lawyer/soldier and probably do have a rudimentary understanding of Latin mottoes (in my mind Nate was a Marine). I would love to be able to have a minor breakdown after the first fight with the Deathclaw and to be able to do more to comfort Nick. ... Basically there are a ton of questions/actions I'd like to take that the game doesn't allow for. One noted example is when you run across the Gunners who are running a toll on a bridge. Your only options are to pay or kill them. Why can't I just acknowledge the cost, apologize for stepping in their territory, and then leave? I mean, yeah, they're likely to still shoot me, but then I can kill them in self-defense rather than have it be murder. Why can't I offer to hug Nick or Cait? And why can't I ask Codsworth how he stayed sane for all these centuries?

So, yeah, there are a lot of questions and that's leading to a lot of bunnies that might lead to a Fallout 4 Novelization fic. They're probably a dime a dozen, but I figure it can't hurt to try. Maybe it'll be an idea for June Camp NaNo or for the real NaNo in November. the Adventures of Nora Rigg, Sole Survivor and former JAG lawyer (hey, it's as good an excuse as any for how she's so good with those guns!)

In other news, work is trying to kill me and I am doing the work of four separate people/positions so I'm more than a little stressed and that is effecting my writing output. That means that the above plans are going to be slow in coming. But they are started, so that's a start, right?

And lastly, I may actually post a picture of myself for the first time at some point later this month because I am allowing a section of my hair to go silver and I will (if all goes to plan) have a Rogue-like stripe in my hair by mid-May. I'm not exactly comfortable with photos of me but if this works I'm really going to want to share!

Title: You remind me of someone I used to know
Chapters: 1/1
Series: Part 2 of Medical Psychology
Fandom: Transformers Generation One (pre-Earth)
Rating: T
Warnings: medical descriptions of robot genetalia/interfacing
Relationships: mention of Ratchet/SMokescreen
Characters: Ratchet, other character (naming would be spoiling)

Summary: Ratchet is clearing up after a long day in medical when he is greeted by a mech who seems very familiar. Too bad Ratchet can’t quite place him

( Fic below the cut )

Title: Dinner, Music, and Dancing: An Unusual Graduation Gift Chapters: 3/4
Fandom: Transformer: G1 (Pre-Earth)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Prostitution, oral
Relationships: Ratchet/Smokescreen
Characters: Ratchet, Smokescreen
Summary: Ratchet has finally graduated from the Institute as a fully credited medic. He had been expecting his friends to throw him a party. Instead he finds an unusual gift standing on his doorstep.


Chapter 1
Chapter 2

( Chapter 3: Music )

Chapter 4