Nov. 30th, 2012 07:08 pm
[personal profile] gildaurel posting in [community profile] last_herald_mage
Since I've been absent so long, I decided to go on a posting frenzy. With kat_nic posting recommendations, I thought perhaps I could sneak in a requests/ prompts post. Please feel free to comment with additional ones!

1. Sort of for thene, unless anyone else wants to take a stab at it-- I know you wrote the epilogue for Snowblind, but I've always wanted to see an AU older Vanyel-Stefen relationship. Of course, there was never a plausible AU setup before, so I never thought this could become reality. Anyways, I imagine the age gap would become increasingly relevant, as would Vanyel's tendency to melancholy. If you feel like the series is done, I understand!

2. Stefen's sexual past coming to play in his relationship with Van/ pillow talk between them about his ex-lovers.

3. The now-infamous threesome between Vanyel, Randale, and Shavri. Pornilicious, please.

4. Macabre_monkey-- I'm begging you for the Van/Tran relationship story, or the Van/Randi one (could be combined with above?).

5. Post-canon Stefen and Lissa-- I know there's been some work on this, but I would love to see more and can't write Lissa.

That's all I can think of for now. Thanks to all the excellent fic writers who comprise this community.

Date: 2012-12-01 01:18 am (UTC)
kat_nic: A cat wearing glasses (Default)
From: [personal profile] kat_nic
I'm working on your prompts! I hit a major block on the Van/Tran fic, but I'm going to poke it with a stick tonight and see if any words come out. If I weren't stuck with just having my phone for internet access, I'd post a snippet of it for you because I'm a cockteasing bitch like that (as [personal profile] thene can attest :P)

Date: 2012-12-01 01:50 am (UTC)
kat_nic: A cat wearing glasses (Default)
From: [personal profile] kat_nic
OH AND, IN THE SPIRIT OF PROMPTS...Please start using your journal for more than just posting fic! I want to be friends with you outside of just talking about LHM fandom. :(

Snippets :) You may end up regretting this...

Date: 2012-12-02 06:43 pm (UTC)
kat_nic: A cat wearing glasses (Default)
From: [personal profile] kat_nic
Van had never mentioned having a lover, and whether that was because he simply didn’t want one anymore, or because he kept his affairs secret even from his friends, Tantras didn’t know, and he didn’t feel comfortable asking.

From another Van/Stef UST fic I'm working on:

Had he—just then, had he let himself—flirt with Stefen? Good gods, what the hell is wrong with me? I haven’t let myself get drunk again, have I? He gauged the bottle of wine and his half empty cup. Dammit, just when he thought things were finally cooling down between them, and Stefen had accepted that the only thing Vanyel was offering was friendship…No fool like an old fool, he thought bitterly.


Dammit, I had him! Stefen thought in frustration as Vanyel’s face shuttered, again. What is wrong with him? What is wrong with me? Every time I get him relaxed and open to me, he just closes up again. So close. So damn close.


Date: 2012-12-02 08:25 pm (UTC)
thene: A fearsome ninja biscuit poised to attack. But some crumbs have fallen, reminding us of our frailty in the face of time (ninja biscuits)
From: [personal profile] thene

Oh Van, you creepy old man.
thene: The Joy is facepalming at you. (facepalm)
From: [personal profile] thene
o. fuck. So gutpunched :( That is an awesome logic leap too - I've wondered how Stef reacted to Van's confirmation that he called a Final Strike against Leareth, but this way of joining all the dots there and then fitting it against how patchy his own support network is - that is devastating, I don't even ;___;

(I didn't think it was good enough to be worth adding as a rec, but did you ever see that post-canon fic where Stef decided Van never loved him? That would be the only other thing even kind of in this territory that I've ever seen).

as for me, I have way too much in the way of loose ends lying around. This is from a really old fic draft I'm trying to rework, about Stef moving in with Van:

I unpacked, repacked, wondered when and how I was going to explain everything to Breda, and picked up as many books and instruments as I could carry. So now I find myself at Vanyel's door, wondering how in hell I can so much as free up an elbow to rap against the door, if he's even in there -

It swings open in front of me. "Please don't," he says, and lifts a mandolin-case from its perch inside my elbow.

"Don't do what?" I ask, manouevring awkwardly inward.

He locks the door behind me. "Knock," he replies absently, eyes scanning the room, and he stows my mandolin next to a bookcase. Oh. There's more than enough empty space for me to take over a little of it. He does own a few things - books and such, and I'm glad I don't have much to add to his wardrobe because there really wouldn't be room. He returns to me for my gittern and my kit-violin. "Just the bare essentials?" He raises an eyebrow at me.

"Yes. Tomorrow I'll go back for my pipe-organ and my troupe of performing elephants."


The other attempt at writing something about Stef sharing his past with Van (I REALLY want to finish this one :/ ):

He's caught me unprepared. I should have known, considering everything else we've talked about in the last week, that he'd ask after my family eventually and here I am without a lie ready to tell. I quickly run through all the ones I've tried in the past - would he welcome a lost prince of Ceejay, exiled and wrongly thought bastard due to the colour of his hair, or a circus runaway raised by tigers, or a Changechild that the fae left in an empty crib on Sovvan-night, or the last descendent of the Baron of the Eastern Reaches?

Every option seems equally silly and I'm forced to conclude that, not least as he's a Herald, nothing's going to save me from the truth. "I have none. I was a, a foundling, if you can call it that."

His eyebrows raise. "Oh. I'm sorry, that was foolish of me. I shouldn't have assumed..."

There's that pity in his eyes that I always loathe seeing, and I shrug lightly. "It was a reasonable question. I really don't mind." No, what I'll mind is the end of these glorious few weeks of him looking at me as if I were his social equal; I always miss that when it's over.

"If that's so, then may I ask - why wouldn't you call it that?"

I try to hide my surprise. That was a fast recovery. He's not always tactful and politic, is he? Sometimes he's curious.

About me.

Really me, not just someone I made up off the cuff to perform as until I got bored of it.


some more cavernfic I have sat around that I dunno will ever become a thing:

I let my voice fall quiet, and lean down to dip my face in the stream; sulphrous water brushing away unshed tears. Van's looking at me uncertainly. "Hyrryl says it's cleansing," I explain.

He stares at my hands, still held under the surface, fingers weaving together. "You looked like you were praying." I shrug. Desperation is the mother of piety. I am, as he knows, not in the least prayerful but the simple animism of the kyree, who speak of the natural magic of their home as simply as those-above (as they call us) speak of reading the weather, has perhaps been getting to me. I believe what Hyrryl says about her stones and her forest and her water. She doesn't invoke anything distant or invisible, only what's right here around us.

Vanyel stoops to drop his bloodstained sleeves in the water, eyes still fixed on my hands - am I too close to him, am I troubling him? I look down at my shifting reflection and try to still myself completely, hoping that if I've done something wrong again he'll be able to tell me and not -

His hand darts out to touch mine. I startle, smile, and curl my fingers around his.


And the first paragraphs of part 3 of Serendipity:

Bless my reputation, no one will think ill of me should they catch me staring at a young woman. I still can't tell if I should be furious at myself for not seeing it the second I laid eyes on her, or whether I'm only madly conjuring each familiar shadow of her face in the dawn. The slant of her brow, that fold in her upper lip. The morning sky mirrored dark-blue in her hair. Oh thank the gods that gave her brown eyes.

Do I tell her? is a damnfool, dead-end question. Do I tell Jisa? is more threateningly apt, if not at all germane as Jisa is hundreds of miles away. She'd be angry at me for not telling her before, and I hate having her angry at me. But that's always been the way for me; I could tell all my secrets and lose everyone I have left, or I could keep them wrapped tight and silent in my mind and let these precious treasures gradually tarnish my sanity. Silence, once chosen, is so easy to keep.

thene: and the space is filled with stars (centuries)
From: [personal profile] thene
I once started this total fluff fic where Stefen is increasingly aghast as he rifles through Vanyel's teenage wardrobe (which, for some reason, I seem to think is mainly comprised of purple tunics).

OH MY GOD I NEED THIS. SO VERY MUCH. OH VAN, WE KNOW YOU DID. lol, that actually reminds me of another prompt I need to add...I've always really wanted to see Van buying Stef clothes/trying to dress him up, but I've never thought about Stef agitating about Van's fashion choices before and oh my god do want. Uh, will go add that properly now so it's not buried downthread.

I somehow made a lot of progress on the second of these last night, so hopefully the moving-in one one will come unstuck next? I can dream.

hahahaha I ramble a LOT in my journal, about everything. I like thinking out loud. ;_;

Date: 2012-12-01 02:22 am (UTC)
thene: and the space is filled with stars (centuries)
From: [personal profile] thene
so very seconded ;___;

/not that we're creepy stalkers or anything

Date: 2012-12-01 03:47 am (UTC)
thene: Happy Ponyo looking up from the seabed (ponyo)
From: [personal profile] thene
omg, thanks for this, I kept wondering about starting a prompt farm. So here's a few I keep wanting:

1. OH MY GOD could someone PLEASE take those terrible thirty pages in the middle of Magic's Promise where Van is being a street minstrel and just turn it into the whorefic it should have been all along. Please. I am also okay with drawing the line at stripping, that would be fine too and maybe easier to work with.

2. Any AUs that involve how Van and Stef met or how their relationship started - either variations on canon or total resettings, I don't care. I am so itching for this because I've seen tons of Van/Lendel AU stuff that gets creative with how their relationship began and pretty much nothing for Van/Stef.

...I expect I'll add more later. Regarding your prompts - I so want an older Van/Stef but have never had any thoughts about it that weren't either gratuitous domestic fluff or egregiously h/c, but who am I kidding, this is LHM fandom and we have no shame left here. Therefore, maybe :P I secretly DO have more snoverse kicking around (IT IS NEVER DONE) and might even wind up posting a bit of it soon, but that's set around Randale's death so wouldn't deliver on this count. A couple of the rest of these prompts are poking my brain too, jsyk!

Date: 2012-12-01 03:12 pm (UTC)
kat_nic: A cat wearing glasses (Stephane leaping)
From: [personal profile] kat_nic

Date: 2012-12-01 09:20 pm (UTC)
krait: a sea snake (krait) swimming (Default)
From: [personal profile] krait
someone PLEASE take those terrible thirty pages in the middle of Magic's Promise where Van is being a street minstrel and just turn it into the whorefic it should have been all along

*dies laughing*

I don't think I could write that very well, but now I am incredibly tempted to stick Van into a similar situation so that his Helpful OC can, instead of telling him to cross the border, mutter that with that face he could make fifty marks an hour by not getting out of bed... :D
Edited Date: 2012-12-01 09:21 pm (UTC)

Date: 2012-12-02 05:25 am (UTC)
thene: PROTIP do not fuck with Minette (minette)
From: [personal profile] thene
oh I would love to see that!

Date: 2012-12-02 08:49 am (UTC)
thene: A fearsome ninja biscuit poised to attack. But some crumbs have fallen, reminding us of our frailty in the face of time (ninja biscuits)
From: [personal profile] thene
3. Porn in which Stef uses his Bardic gift for filthy, sexy, possibly exhibitionist, purposes.

Date: 2012-12-02 07:58 pm (UTC)
From: [personal profile] tiz
Van would love it.
Peraphs together with the ex-lover thing... oh no, I am not good enough >.<
And I don't know the Bard Gift enough neither ç_ç

Date: 2012-12-02 08:24 pm (UTC)
thene: Happy Ponyo looking up from the seabed (ponyo)
From: [personal profile] thene
Try it! Don't worry - there's not even that much information about the Bardic Gift in canon. There's a bit about it in each volume of the LHM, but nothing that detailed sadly. If you don't want to try porn just yet you can always stop before it gets to that point. :P

/will stop numbering these now

Date: 2012-12-05 03:49 am (UTC)
thene: PROTIP do not fuck with Minette (minette)
From: [personal profile] thene
Van tries to improve Stef's wardrobe. Success is entirely optional.
thene: petals flying away in the breeze. (flying away)
From: [personal profile] thene
I'd like to see an encounter between Van and Yfandes before Van was Chosen. Just curious as to what each might have made of the other, whether there was any indication of what would come. Come to think of it, anything about Fandes before she chose Van would be really interesting to see.

ETA: nvm, I self-filled, although I'd love to see more on the topic if anyone else wants a go.
Edited Date: 2013-01-02 08:29 pm (UTC)

Date: 2013-07-18 05:14 pm (UTC)
thene: "I think it may be just as well to have a good understanding even with shades." (s.)
From: [personal profile] thene
So I finally managed to do this. I was trying to get it finished by your birthday but massively failed. Agh.


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