chaos is what killed the dinosaurs, darling

So secret_mutant reveals went up! rakehell_leader is the person responsible for the ABSO-FUCKING-LUTELY WONDERFUL fic I received (which I linked to in this entry a few days ago, oh my god). I couldn't be happier or more grateful - it's truly a lovely piece, and it still makes my heart go all achy. <333

Uh, I ended up writing four stories altogether, three of which have been reposted at hardlyabird and AO3.

Lover, Come Hover for chiasmus, set in a non-powered modern AU - in which Charles is nervous about meeting Erik's old law school friends and needs some reassurance.

There's a Hope for big_banggang, where I just sort of ignored Cuba and made Erik and Charles have a snowball fight and then share a scarf.

It's Only Xenobiology, Darling for averzierlia, who wanted human!Erik encountering worstVulcanever!Charles.

I also wrote In the Night Life for nakedfiction, which is a fusion with the Parasol Protectorate series. I haven't reposted it anywhere for the very specific reason of it's not actually finished. Like, it stands on its own, no worries there! But there is SO MUCH MORE to be added to it. I've actually written another thousand or so words that just didn't make it to this version, mostly about bb!Charles playing chess with Professor Lyall, which I thought would confuse the fuck out of people if they haven't read the books already. So those scenes were cut for the exchange's purposes. The full story will appear in the future. Nebulous future, mind, but...yeah. *hand wave*

I just want to thank and give coffee and chocolate to pocky_slash for running the whole thing. She is the queen of all things mutant-related, got it? And you should all give her virtual hugs immediately. YOU'RE THE BEST, KAIT. <333

And now I'm gonna go read some of the comics I picked up earlier. \o/

I'm reading this interview with William Gibson in The Paris Review, and I just came across this:

It’s harder to imagine the past that went away than it is to imagine the future. What we were prior to our latest batch of technology is, in a way, unknowable. It would be harder to accurately imagine what New York City was like the day before the advent of broadcast television than to imagine what it will be like after life-size broadcast holography comes online. But actually the New York without the television is more mysterious, because we’ve already been there and nobody paid any attention. That world is gone.

My great-grandfather was born into a world where there was no recorded music. It’s very, very difficult to conceive of a world in which there is no possibility of audio recording at all. Some people were extremely upset by the first Edison recordings. It nauseated them, terrified them. It sounded like the devil, they said, this evil unnatural technology that offered the potential of hearing the dead speak. We don’t think about that when we’re driving somewhere and turn on the radio. We take it for granted.

So, you know. Interesting. There are a lot of other things that come up through the course of the interview that are utterly fascinating to think about, so if you have some time, I suggest giving it a read-through. Even if you don't care about William Gibson, I mean, he says a lot of thought-provoking things that are relevant to writers of all sorts.