#twiav

To start off the New Year, here’s a moodboard for the early part of the ‘long distance fic’, TWIAV, because now I absolutely have to finish it.

I was tagged by @riverofwhispers to discuss five fics I don’t currently have the time to work on - which is basically all of them, because I’ve been having to obsess on HB3 (which is not working for me, right now).

1. Fear of the Dark

Remember that one? The one where the boys resort to witchcraft in desperation, because they’re not getting as successful as they want, quickly enough? It was my Hallowe’en fic and I was able to post two of four parts before chaos ensued? Yeah. I really, really want to work on that light, sweet fic, right now. I just got back from a weekend of Druid shenanigans at two of our most sacred sites, too, so I’m raring to write magic and meditation. At this rate, I’ll be posting it for this Hallowe’en.

2. But The Truth Catches Up With Us Eventually

This fic started from a prompt about ‘your OTP’ sharing a kiss and then having to be apart for some period of time immediately after. It’s currently set at an indeterminate time in the band’s history, and begins with a huge ‘WTF?!’ moment and then gradually moves on to a sort of study in just being happy, I guess. It’s a tiny bit angsty, initially, but involves Patrick drunk dialling Joe with his sister at his mother’s birthday party, which, I mean... how can that be angsty?

3. The World Is A Vampire

Band-never-happened AU, in which the boys get talking in the wee small hours of the morning, in a diner in Chicago, have a whirlwind romance and begin a long-distance, CHI-NYC relationship. The ship is at least 50% Patrick/Chicago. Kind of a grown up fic, I guess. It focuses more on dynamic and making a relationship work, in spite of everything, and how your physical place in the world can influence your state of mind - and vice versa.

4. Batman AU

This is largely intended to be a comic (as in funny, but also...) AU, inspired by Patrick’s involvement with Lego Batman. In all likelihood, I’ll never get around to writing this fic, but it primarily features Patrick as Batman, Pete as his ‘business manager’ who spends Patrick’s money on doomed enterprises (but is allowed to, because Patrick is stupidly rich and what’s a few million dollars for the sake of keeping your only friend?), Andy as Commissioner Hurley, endlessly put upon and tired of everyone else’s shit, and Joe as Patrick’s retained engineer (perhaps slightly Holtzmanned?), who co-designs and builds his gadgets and is massively unimpressed by Patrick’s money - which is sort of why Patrick has a huge crush on him. The more I think about it, the more I want to write it.

5.  The End-Hiatus Fic

I came back to fandom a year ago today, and my first instinct was to write a story interpreting all the stuff that had happened and how it had gone down / how they’d dealt with it. That was briefly explored in Your Own Spotlight, but I wanted to go into it in greater detail, focusing almost in real-time on that famous three-hour conversation and their being reunited for that first meeting. I feel like one day, I will write this one, but it’s really a question of time with all my other commitments.

Honourary mentions: 

TWNW. Chapter 22 is... mostly written, but needs some work to transition to the next phase of the story. After the next two or so chapters, for the first time in a long time, I only have a partial outline for what happens next - I know the plot, I don’t know major details.

Hmmmmmmm - I’m fairly sure you know some of these appear in a specific WIP! ;)

Wallet: From TWIAV but not the sentence I think you were angling for! Haha.

He was pulling out his wallet when Joe scooped up the cash strewn across the table and held it out to her.

Wrapped: From TWNW 21.

At the bottom, wrapped in lopsided brackets, was the simple addendum, I’m worried about you, too.

River: From TWIAV. Yes, this is an offensively long sentence.

Patrick could feel Joe falling in love with the city, noticing things that Patrick had forgotten ever seeing for the first time: tiny brownstones wedged between streets of glass edifices, all their original neighbours sacrificed to the fire or the future; or the way the different areas seemed to hum with different vibes and echo their footsteps differently in the quiet of the early hours - probably the architecture, they’d concluded, or infrasound from the river and the L and the water against the shore.

Trust: From FOTD (this line is on shaky ground at the moment and may not make the cut).

“I don’t know why it matters, or anything, but… it was all about just letting stuff happen and not worrying, because it’ll happen the way it’s supposed to, basically. To just, y'know: trust in fate.”

Here are the ones I remembered I’m working on:

TWNW:

He didn't even have time to stop him, Seth had just disappeared into the crowd, leaving him standing awkwardly with Patrick in front of him and no idea what had been said.

TWIAV:

Afterwards, they walked along the river back to the hotel, like they had that first night that they met, and the butterflies in Joe's stomach weren't the tentative flutter of infatuation, anymore, they were just happiness.

Coda.:

"No," Patrick told him, firmly. "I really wouldn't."

Kiss!fic:

"We can take as long as you want. I don't think we need to be staging any photo ops or anything...."

Unnamed Christmas fic:

Pursing his lips, Joe half considered blowing Patrick's mind with the revelation that neither of those points was correct. He chickened out.

FOTD:

They both stayed sitting on the floor for a few moments, casting each other sidelong glances, until Joe finally shrugged and said, "You wanna go back to bed?"

I’m going to tag @hey-ginger, because I want her to tease you all with her amazing works and you should all go and check out Combinatorics, right now.