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So I got my Ladystuck fic finished and posted. This took a bit of doing, as my internet connection has been intermittently failing all night -- and this is on Verizon's end, not mine or my upstairs neighbors' -- but I was able to get it up before the deadline, albeit in a weirdly truncated and broken-code fashion. I have since restored the missing sections and fixed the coding errors. :-)

I would like to have somebody look it over for general narrative flow and character voice issues. Is anybody willing to beta-read a story about female Homestuck characters that is between 3,000 and 8,000 words long?
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One annoying thing about Homestuck chatlogs is that it is next to impossible to figure out one's wordcount -- there is too much coding non-text wrapped symbiotically around the actual text.

One non-annoying thing about chatlogs is that they are very easy to write. :-)

*returns to work on her Ladystuck assignment*
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Note: I am repurposing my stock Yuletide letter here, which is why some of the sections may seem slightly off-topic for a single fandom exchange.

Hi, and thank you in advance for creating a story or artwork for me! I'm pretty easy to please -- unless you write a context-free sex scene or draw explicit porn, I'll be thrilled just to get something in response to one of my prompts. Optional details are optional, after all! *grin* But I realize that's not terribly helpful, so here's the (very!) long version. (I am sorry for the tl;dr, but I like to talk about things I love and I figure more details are better than fewer.)

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General Information )

Okay. On to specific prompts.

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Jade English )

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Terezi Pyrope & Nepeta Leijon )

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Terezi Pyrope & Vriska Serket )

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Roxy Lalonde )

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So yeah, this is basically what I asked for last year, minus the Alternian world-building via Mindfang. I tweaked the Jade request so it's more specifically focused on exciting adventures!!! but beyond that, hey, the heart wants what it wants. Besides, everything else I thought about requesting turned out, on deeper reflection, to be a story I wanted to write, not just a story I wanted to read (or art I wanted to see), so... yeah. This is what I want and I will love you forever for filling one of these prompts.
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I am debating how much deadline adrenaline rush I want to surf this holiday season. I mean, I am doing Yuletide; that is non-negotiable. I will probably also do Ladystuck again, because fuck yeah Homestuck and fuck yeah female character-centric fanworks! The thing is, this year there is apparently also a Homestuck-only holiday fic and art exchange -- Giftstuck -- which will be opening for signups soon. And the Narnia Fic Exchange Xmas card drabble thingy may run again, and it could be fun to participate in that too...

Right now, I feel like I could handle all of that, no problem! I am on fire in terms of creativity. But, see, that's only right now. I know all too well how easily that feeling can pass. One can never assume that the gray fog and emptiness aren't lurking in ambush. (Okay, one can assume that if one doesn't have a history of periodic clinical depression, but let's not quibble details, yeah?)

I want to Do All The Things, but man, I'd hate to sign up all optimistic and then have to drop out of exchanges left and right if life happens at me and/or my brain chemistry fucks off to Siberia between now and New Year's Day.

...Actually I'd probably shove through by pure mechanical determination -- which is more or less what I did with Yuletide and Ladystuck last year (though I could not repeat the trick for my Narnia Big Bang when the fog lingered through February-ish, alas) -- but that's not my ideal experience. Then again, I suspect I would have been just as gray and miserable even if I hadn't been participating in those exchanges, and I wouldn't have created those two fics to hold as talismans against the emptiness, so...

Eh, screw it. I will sign up for everything. It is never the wrong time to write.
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Ladystuck Dark reveal day, hurrah!

I wrote And the Big Bad Wolf: Jane has nothing to fear in the forest. The girl in the white fur dress is not so sure. Contains implied mind control and mild gore. (2,400 words)

[This story has also been crossposted to ff.net.]

It's basically a fairy-tale mashup, because there is no way on earth to look at the end of Act 6 Act 5 and not see Little Red Riding Hood references. Then I threw in a bit of generic "evil witch" because the Condesce may be a grandmother figure, but she's not anybody's idea of innocent. Also all the other characters are various beta session carapaces, partly so it was easier to keep Jane isolated (since she has no canon connections to them), but partly just because I could and it struck me as amusing in a terrible way.

This story is perhaps one of the least original things I've ever written. It is what happens when you execute the following equation: my long-standing interest in fairy-tales + the fatalism and color scheme (white-black-red-green) from Knives + forest descriptions from Star Island -- most specifically Inland, Walking South for the birches, Raspberry Red for the berry patch, and Lake Windigo for the maples around the unnamed lake in the fic. (Side note: here are some other island poems, if you are curious).

It's a bit rushed toward the end, because I have chronic deadline failure. It is also slightly less disturbing than I meant it to be -- I was originally planning to work in the implication that the Condesce has been eating parts of the dead bodies and also feeding them to Jane, but that fell by the wayside for lack of time. Ah well, such is life.
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Whoops, forgot to post this here last night! Anyway, the Ladystuck Blind Darkfic Challenge, to use the full name, is now open on AO3 for everyone to read. Authors remain anonymous for the moment, and a guessing game will start in a day or so (a Google doc of challenge participants is available for that purpose). There are 35 works by 33 creators.

And here are a few recs, while I am thinking of it. Bear in mind that they are all darkfic; you read at your own risk.

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Waste: 1,100 words. Doomed timelines aren't limited to the world of the game.

(No characters are listed, and I'm not going to mention them either because I think the slow realization is part of the intended effect, but they're pretty obvious as you read.)

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at the end of all things (or possibly the beginning): 2,700 words. Sometimes the Handmaid doesn't want to deal with the Condesce. But only sometimes.

(The Demoness and the Condesce, non-linear and chained by the horrible, dragging weight of inevitability that hangs over their intertwined history. Also blackrom of a peculiarly despairing flavor.)

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poor, sweet, dear, precious fefeta: 1000 words plus several illustrations. Sometimes, it’s easiest to smile.

(When the author uses the body horror and psychological horror tags? She is really, really not kidding. The story takes a joke character, says, "No. Pay attention. This is not funny," and then proves that lack of humor beyond a shadow of a doubt.)

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The Blinking of Eyes at the Sun: 1,700 words. For the first three sweeps of her life, Damara is unaware of the world outside. She has her room and the halls of the apartment she shares with her guardian. Locked doors are as familiar to her as the shuttered windows she finds everywhere. The few books that are provided to her do not speak of a world beyond the rooms she knows and for sweeps, she believes that everything there is exists within the rooms and halls.

She believes in many things that she realizes too late aren't true.

(This is now my headcanon for the Handmaid's childhood. Entirely psychological horror, though made worse by the physical abuse we know she suffers later on.)

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Fronting: 1000 words. What's it like having a malevolent god from outside space as your mother? Feferi Peixes knows. She knows all too well.

(When not even your mind is your own and despair will doom your entire species, what can you do but smile?)
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I am over the minimum wordcount for my Ladystuck Dark fic, but I am not finished by a long shot. I have... *checks outline* ...three more scenes to write. Maybe four, depending on how the last two play out in practice -- they are the ones that start to break the previously established pattern so who knows what might happen when the words hit the page!

This story is definitely in line with the dark!fic theme of this Ladystuck iteration, but I can't help finding it utterly ridiculous as well, if only because it is stolen lock, stock, and barrel from a hodge-podge of things I've previously written -- and which I will gleefully link to once authors are revealed.

Ah well, back to the salt mines!

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ETA, 1:15am - Success! Okay, so I missed the deadline by ten minutes -- I threw up an almost finished version ten minutes to 1 o'clock and then wrote the last 250 words or so in a frantic rush (and fixed some of the previous ones while I was at it), but hopefully that is close enough.

I think I may have ended up with more "creepy" than "dark," but again, that should be close enough.

Now I shall reward myself with milk and cookies, since I've already had quite enough alcohol for the night, whoops.
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I have achieved 3/4 of the minimum wordcount for my Ladystuck Blind entry, which is due tomorrow night. I also have a general pattern for the not-yet-written sections, but fuck it, I am tired and cannot brain. I will finish the fic tomorrow.

(I think it will be stupidly obvious which story I wrote, but then, I say that with the perspective of someone who has of necessity read every damn thing I've ever written -- including all the things that aren't fanfiction, let alone Homestuck fanfic -- so probably it is more obscure than I think it is.)

And now to bed.
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Ladystuck reveal!

Mad Science Family Reunion: Rose made sure Roxy's lab would be waiting for her at the end of the world, but she needed a bit of help to set up the equipment. Who better than Jade English, whose explorations of the Medium have given her a better understanding of Sburb's technological artifacts than any other human, to lend a hand? (And maybe steal a kiss in the process.) 3,300 words, written for [archiveofourown.org profile] whilst.

[This story has also been crossposted to ff.net.]

...

So, thoughts.

First of all, the title has next to nothing to do with the story. It was a working title I stuck on the file when I thought I was going to combine two prompts -- Alpha!Jade & Alpha!Rose interacting in a positive fashion, and Alpha!Rose meeting Beta!Roxy in a relatively canon-compliant fashion -- into one. (This is the reason for the little comment about Jade potentially causing a strange inter-universal paradox if the transmaterializer's power had been on when she sat on one of the buttons, btw. Alas for missed opportunities!) Then Rose changed the story's tone and direction on me (in other words, she got melancholy), so the combination of those prompts became unworkable at anything less than, say, twice the current length, but I was unable to think of anything that usefully described the story as it currently exists and so the title sits there, awkwardly out of place. :-/ Oh well, such is life.

Second, "Mad Science Family Reunion" uses the same background continuity as Every Child a Wanted Child, Food and Cheer and Song, and The Beginning of a Beautiful Friendship. Probably also Hollywood Shenanigans, come to think of it; at any rate, there is certainly nothing in that story that contradicts the others. I think I should maybe collate them into a series on AO3 and call it Alpha Timeline Fluff or something to that effect.

Third, the story was basically ignored by readers at large. I am not sure if this is because I was not on-theme with the "deep long!fic" tone of the exchange in general (and did not qualify as crack!fic either), or because I tagged the story Jade English/Rose Lalonde instead of Jade Harley/Rose Lalonde and/or Alpha!Jade/Rose Lalonde and thus got left out of searches since "Jade English" doesn't seem to be a properly wrangled tag. (Which is stupid. It's her name, she's been a known character for ages now, why is she not a drop-down option???) Anyway, I don't think it's because the story is badly written (because, while I am obviously biased as the writer, I think it's a perfectly fine story), or because Jade/Rose is an unpopular pairing (particularly in the context of Ladystuck), so... who knows! Some stories just softly and silently slip into obscurity and no one can ever give a truly satisfactory explanation for why. *shrug*

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P.S. I should mention that after I made my post about my main gift (My Only Daughter a Smoking Gun, by [archiveofourown.org profile] shellfishDimes, which you should go read because it remains wonderful!), I also received a treat (which had multiple recipients, but I am pretending it was all for me because I love it that much). Just, by [archiveofourown.org profile] Farla: The first time they meet, Vriska saves Terezi's life. (800 words)
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Ladystuck fics are live!

I got the most amazing gift. It is so amazing, you don't even know. No, seriously. *bounces like a rabbit on speed*

Okay, so I made one prompt to the effect of Jade English in the alpha timeline. Growing up, working on her tech company, discovering things about Lord English and the game, meeting Dave and/or Rose (because she MUST have met them), finding Jake, building her home on Hellmurder Island, stealing Jack Noir's fourth wall, her last confrontation with the Batterwitch... anything, really! She never seems to get written about and that is a horrible, terrible crying shame that needs to be rectified ASAP... and got a fic that deals with ALL OF THOSE THINGS. All of them! In one story! Plus also lots and lots of amazing historical details, like Amelia Earhart, the Manhattan Project, the space program, early television, etc. Also it is a wonderful portrayal of Jade and John as siblings, fighting both against and for each other, and a deliciously creepy horror story about their time under the Condesce's thumb before Jade ran away from home.

My Only Daughter a Smoking Gun: (by [archiveofourown.org profile] shellfishDimes) Jade Crocker's childhood memories were a collage of red and white. Red like mixing bowls and spoons, like the hairband their mother always wore to keep her long, raven hair pulled from her face. White like flour and starched aprons that their mother wore, white like the icing her brother piped on the cakes their mother had baked. Red like the cocktail cherries Jade put on top while her mother held her over it when her legs were too short to reach the top of the counter. (16,000 words)

AND! And there is also MUSIC! Did I mention the music? Because there is music!

So yeah.

Go read and listen and heap praises upon my writer [archiveofourown.org profile] shellfishDimes for lo, they are GREATLY DESERVED.

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ETA: And then look! Another person [archiveofourown.org profile] Farla wrote Just: The first time they meet, Vriska saves Terezi's life. (800 words)

This one is for a whole bunch of people, because I guess we all asked for something to the general effect of "Vriska and Terezi, the early days," but I don't care, I will pretend it is all for me because it is exactly what I wanted from my version of that prompt. Seriously. It is awesome. Go read it and agree with me. :-D

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