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All of my fiction posted here on lj is tagged as fan fiction; and then more specifically by challenge, by fandom, by pairing, by rating, etc.

At some point I'll get around to transferring it all to AO3 as well, but this day is not that day.

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In honour of Day 4 of [livejournal.com profile] 14valentines. Today's subject is reproductive rights. There's an essay on the subject here. This ficlet correlates only insofar as the boys are kids in it.

It was originally conceived as one chapter of a series grandiloquently titled "Five things that doubtless never happened in Macedon (or Asia for that matter) but fangirls might enjoy anyway", the idea being that each was inspired by a different Alexander book or movie. I only ever wrote three of them, and the other two seem silly now in the cold light of day. I still like this one though. From a foolish line, in a foolish movie, that somehow touched me all the same.

You used to dress me up like a little sheik... )
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Sometimes, I swear, the Devil *does* make me do it. I am *powerless* against him. He makes me read porn, he makes me dream dirty wrong dreams, and he made me write *this*.

For [livejournal.com profile] nerodi, whose uncontrollable squeeing helped convert me to the Leto-lust; for Patroklos_Ghost, to whom I owe email (it’s coming, I promise, I just want to make it a good’un); for everyone who loves both Alexander *and* Lex. And, y’know, Hephaistion and Clark too...

So... Lex and Clark went to see Alexander...

When Worlds Collide )
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Remember instamatics? Those cameras that spat out the shot right away? And we all held our breath waiting for it, and it was inevitably sillier than we expected? Well this is instamafic. This is what happens when classics majors chat to the point of exhaustion.

[something about the Little Iliad, and how we don't really know what happened in it, and something about the wooden horse in Troy]

atheneglaukopis: and for all we know, Achilles and Patroklos are lovers in it. At least as far as I know, there's nothing saying they weren't in it
arysteia: lovers in *the horse*?
arysteia: that I'd pay to see
atheneglaukopis: pronoun problems!
atheneglaukopis: well, it's all dark, and hot...
arysteia: sweaty
atheneglaukopis: yeah...
arysteia: stressful
arysteia: cramped
atheneglaukopis: think of the possibilities!
arysteia: I am!
atheneglaukopis: I can see that
arysteia: hee
arysteia: you're bad
atheneglaukopis: I am

[classics geeks lapse into moody discussion of the random survival of boring texts, when the salacious interesting ones were burnt or otherwise vanished]

atheneglaukopis: on a calmer note, how do we get Achilles and Patroklos into the horse? This sounds like a wonderful fangirlish idea
arysteia: hmmmm…
atheneglaukopis: *resisting urge to rant about OOC Achilles in the movie, in the horse*
arysteia: been there, said that!
atheneglaukopis: yep
atheneglaukopis: now we need to come up with an actually reasonable way of doing this
arysteia: Odysseus drugs them both, they wake up in the horse?
atheneglaukopis: If we can't do it no one can!
atheneglaukopis: and they proceed to say what the heck, let's have sex while we're here
atheneglaukopis: but how does Odysseus know Achilles won't refuse to leave the horse?
arysteia: they *refuse* to get out of the horse to sneak around the town
atheneglaukopis: ah, perfect
atheneglaukopis: that's a perfect time to have sex, they have it to themselves
arysteia: they need to fill in time till the alarm is raised and they can fight like heroes
arysteia: when they're *done* they can get out and fight
atheneglaukopis: yay, now someone needs to write this
atheneglaukopis: should issue a challenge on greek_love
arysteia: let's write it now
arysteia: light relief
atheneglaukopis: *laughing*
arysteia: okay…

The Wooden Horse, or, A Mighty Erection )

Acknowledgements and many, many thanks to atheneglaukopis, without whose inspiration and participation this could not have been written.
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He is Alexander too


also known as the Scenewich Project (not to be confused with the Scene Witch Project)


an arysteia/pseudonihilist coproduction



She was a great writer and had a magnificent vision, but let's face it, Mary Renault could be a little coy, and all too often she leaves us with a mere tantalising glimpse of a scene which deserves more loving attention. Hence this project. Its parameters: take a scene which MR glosses over or leaves out entirely, rewrite it, and sandwich it back into the whole. If the food metaphor seems a little inappropriate, I ask you to remember the immortal words of Aeschylos, namely that his tragedies were "small slices from the great banquet of Homer".

Individual offerings will be posted in our own journals, but will also be linked here for ease of reference. If you have a scenewich you'd particularly like to see, please feel free to leave a comment below suggesting it.

In chronological (rather than posting) order:

The Night Before
Around the time Philip is wounded in Thrace, Alexander and Hephaistion are still coming to grips with new developments in their relationship.

Illyria
Set during the Illyrian exile, following the debacle at Philip's wedding. Alexander celebrates his birthday.

The First Night
The night of Bagoas' arrival, Hephaistion and Alexander discuss Bagoas after he is dismissed from the King's tent.


This one isn't part of the project, but I love it and I don't want it to be banished to Alexandria Eschata (Alexandria the Furthermost, way off in the Afghan desert) so I'm linking anyway...

Philalexandreia
A pan shot of the Alexander/Hephaistion relationship.


Obligatory Disclaimer: The specific representations of Alexander and Hephaistion being referenced here are based on the Alexandriad by Mary Renault (Fire from Heaven, The Persian Boy, and Funeral Games). I'm thinking of including one scene from The Mask of Apollo too. Any and all quotes belong to MR, and are used with love and respect. Alexander and Hephaistion themselves, however, belong to the ages. And each other.
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Pseudy, let's be French and accept that there are eight days in a week. That way this is sneaking in under deadline. Enjoy, sweetie.

Missing scenes from Mary Renault. This one fits in during the exile in Illyria. Alexander, Hephaistion and their friends have been up there for a while, after leaving Macedonia following the debacle at Philip's wedding.


"In a nomad camp near the border, he had turned nineteen."
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I swear, it took me longer to write these thousand words than the ten thousand I got done on my thesis in the last fortnight. Every single word is so important when every single word counts. I made it though, ten chapters of exactly one hundred words each, and I'm just squeaking in under the deadline too. At 3am this morning I didn't think I would... Ah, time management.

Oh, if it wasn't obvious, this is of course for TimIan's Tower of Drabbleon Challenge. Bless you Ian, what a brilliant idea.

This piece was inspired by the drabble I wrote for the Wednesday 100 Alternate Universe challenge. A rose by any other name, and I think it's fairly clear who's who. The original drabble was the last one.


Philalexandreia )

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