Fandom Memes: Part 1 of...?
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miramiraI really want to do the 30 Days of Fandom (Fanfic?) Meme that woldy's been going through; I just need to work up the energy. But according to such_heights, now would be a good time for me to post this fandoms-as-relationships meme that I filled out but never got around to sharing.
The one who seduced you and fucked you over and broke your heart in a million pieces and laughed about it: Star Trek: Voyager. And yes, the snickering voices in question primarily belong to Chakotay and Seven. I still love Holodoc and B’Elanna and certain other aspects of the show, but the other nonsense has tainted it so badly for me and most other people that it’s difficult to justify spending time with it. Even if I do have a crossover idea involving the Holodeck and Harry Kim and Naomi Wildman’s twentieth-century children’s lit collection that will not go away, no matter how hard I try.
The old flame you don't see very often any more but whom you still really enjoy getting together with for a few drinks and maybe a pleasant nostalgic romp in the sheets: Diana Wynne Jones. I was writing Mary Sues based on her stuff before I knew what Mary Sues were, and she’s still a huge influence on what little original writing I do these days. One of these Yuletides, I’ll actually get my act together far enough in advance and write some other fan of hers a treat.
The mysterious dark gothy one whom you used to sit up with talking until 3 a.m. at weird coffeehouses and with whom you were quite smitten until you realized ze really was fucking crazy: Phoenix Wright. The game’s addictive, the judicial system as depicted doesn’t require any kind of realistic grasp of law, and it’s one of the few fandoms where I don’t have much trouble picking up on subtext (mostly because it’s not all that well buried)…except that a disturbing percentage of that subtext is stuff I would really rather not see. And given that my primary fandom tends to classify ships involving a giant squid as “fluff,” that’s saying a lot.
The one you spent a whole weekend in bed with and who drank up all your liquor, and whom you'd still really like to fuck again although you're relieved ze doesn't actually live in town: Star Trek: Reboot. Given that at least 75% of the Trek fic I encountered pre-Abrams was all about the technobabble, it’s nice to know there’s a place to go if I want to focus on characterization. But I can’t quite ignore that the other canon is out there, and while I’d rather not open that can of worms, I feel like I’d have to if I wanted to do more than the occasional puff piece.
The steady: His eyes are as green as a fresh pickled toad/His hair is as dark as a blackboard/I wish he were mine*/I think he’s divine/The hero who conquered the Dark Lord.
*Only not really, ‘cause I’m all about Neville and Percy and Mad-Eye and McGonagall and the Bones family and all the other characters who aren’t much more than names in canon. But you get the idea.
The one you repeatedly cheat on your steady with: Discworld. Though given my predilection for crossovers, it’s not so much “cheat on” as “keep on speed dial for when the steady’s willing to have a threesome.”
The one you find yourself too tongue-tied to do anything but stare at adoringly, clinging to hir every word: A Song of Ice and Fire/Game of Thrones. Granted, there’s an element of Daddy (a.k.a. GRRM) stroking his shotgun and glowering at anyone who tries to lay hands on his baby, but I don’t think I’d be able to write it even if he weren’t so opposed to fanfic. I like worlds where there’s room to play in the margins, and Martin’s determined to map out every inch of his.
The alluring stranger whom you've flirted with at parties but have never gotten really serious with: West Wing. I love the characters; I love the subject matter; I even love the setting, and I usually avoid getting into those details as much as possible. But the idea of trying to write dialogue good enough to stand with Sorkin’s scares me. Then there’s Young Wizards, but the problem there is that I’m not caught up on the source material, and I’ve got too much of a reading backlog to fix that any time soon.
The one you hang out with and have vague fantasies about maybe having a thing with but ultimately you're just good buddies 'cause the friendship is there but the chemistry ain't: Buffy/Angel. Again, love the characters and the concept: scared of trying to imitate Whedon-speak. (Plus, I didn’t start watching until the fifth season, so I actually kinda like Dawn. Heresy, I know, which is all the more reason not to waste my time trying anyway.)
Oh, yeah, and Shakespeare. On the one hand, there’s centuries of precedent for remixes and reinterpretation. On the other hand, if you thought I was intimidated by George, Aaron, and Joss…
The one you think you might marry, but you need to spend some more time together: I think I’m already in a ‘til-death-do-we-part relationship with Mr. Potter, but if I weren’t…superhero comics and movies, particularly the DC Animated Universe. It’s the right mix of flexibility in both canon and logistical details, lots of juicy characters, and a nice balance between silly and seriousness. I just don’t really know where the part of the fandom not dominated by the terminally immature is or how to find it.
The one your friends keep introducing you to and who seems like a hell of a cool peep except it's never really gone anywhere: Doctor Who. But that’s never going to go anywhere because no way in hell am I willing to catch up on that much continuity. And Merlin…I dunno; I guess I’m just too attached to the legend as is to bother with the show.
The one you slept with on the rebound who still smiles at you, yet you have no interest in any more: Webcomics, Broadway shows, and any other one-shots I’ve done for Yuletide that don’t fall into any of the above categories. They’re a nice little challenge, but when they’re done, they’re done.
The one who's slept with all your friends, and you keep looking at hir and thinking, "Hir? How the hell did ze land all these cool babes?": Firefly. I don’t know why; it just never clicked for me.
The one your friend has fallen for like a ton of bricks and whom ze keeps babbling to you about on the phone for hours, and you'd be happy for hir except you just know it's going to end badly: Supernatural. Do I even need to explain?
woldy's been going through; I just need to work up the energy. But according to such_heights, now would be a good time for me to post this fandoms-as-relationships meme that I filled out but never got around to sharing.The one who seduced you and fucked you over and broke your heart in a million pieces and laughed about it: Star Trek: Voyager. And yes, the snickering voices in question primarily belong to Chakotay and Seven. I still love Holodoc and B’Elanna and certain other aspects of the show, but the other nonsense has tainted it so badly for me and most other people that it’s difficult to justify spending time with it. Even if I do have a crossover idea involving the Holodeck and Harry Kim and Naomi Wildman’s twentieth-century children’s lit collection that will not go away, no matter how hard I try.
The old flame you don't see very often any more but whom you still really enjoy getting together with for a few drinks and maybe a pleasant nostalgic romp in the sheets: Diana Wynne Jones. I was writing Mary Sues based on her stuff before I knew what Mary Sues were, and she’s still a huge influence on what little original writing I do these days. One of these Yuletides, I’ll actually get my act together far enough in advance and write some other fan of hers a treat.
The mysterious dark gothy one whom you used to sit up with talking until 3 a.m. at weird coffeehouses and with whom you were quite smitten until you realized ze really was fucking crazy: Phoenix Wright. The game’s addictive, the judicial system as depicted doesn’t require any kind of realistic grasp of law, and it’s one of the few fandoms where I don’t have much trouble picking up on subtext (mostly because it’s not all that well buried)…except that a disturbing percentage of that subtext is stuff I would really rather not see. And given that my primary fandom tends to classify ships involving a giant squid as “fluff,” that’s saying a lot.
The one you spent a whole weekend in bed with and who drank up all your liquor, and whom you'd still really like to fuck again although you're relieved ze doesn't actually live in town: Star Trek: Reboot. Given that at least 75% of the Trek fic I encountered pre-Abrams was all about the technobabble, it’s nice to know there’s a place to go if I want to focus on characterization. But I can’t quite ignore that the other canon is out there, and while I’d rather not open that can of worms, I feel like I’d have to if I wanted to do more than the occasional puff piece.
The steady: His eyes are as green as a fresh pickled toad/His hair is as dark as a blackboard/I wish he were mine*/I think he’s divine/The hero who conquered the Dark Lord.
*Only not really, ‘cause I’m all about Neville and Percy and Mad-Eye and McGonagall and the Bones family and all the other characters who aren’t much more than names in canon. But you get the idea.
The one you repeatedly cheat on your steady with: Discworld. Though given my predilection for crossovers, it’s not so much “cheat on” as “keep on speed dial for when the steady’s willing to have a threesome.”
The one you find yourself too tongue-tied to do anything but stare at adoringly, clinging to hir every word: A Song of Ice and Fire/Game of Thrones. Granted, there’s an element of Daddy (a.k.a. GRRM) stroking his shotgun and glowering at anyone who tries to lay hands on his baby, but I don’t think I’d be able to write it even if he weren’t so opposed to fanfic. I like worlds where there’s room to play in the margins, and Martin’s determined to map out every inch of his.
The alluring stranger whom you've flirted with at parties but have never gotten really serious with: West Wing. I love the characters; I love the subject matter; I even love the setting, and I usually avoid getting into those details as much as possible. But the idea of trying to write dialogue good enough to stand with Sorkin’s scares me. Then there’s Young Wizards, but the problem there is that I’m not caught up on the source material, and I’ve got too much of a reading backlog to fix that any time soon.
The one you hang out with and have vague fantasies about maybe having a thing with but ultimately you're just good buddies 'cause the friendship is there but the chemistry ain't: Buffy/Angel. Again, love the characters and the concept: scared of trying to imitate Whedon-speak. (Plus, I didn’t start watching until the fifth season, so I actually kinda like Dawn. Heresy, I know, which is all the more reason not to waste my time trying anyway.)
Oh, yeah, and Shakespeare. On the one hand, there’s centuries of precedent for remixes and reinterpretation. On the other hand, if you thought I was intimidated by George, Aaron, and Joss…
The one you think you might marry, but you need to spend some more time together: I think I’m already in a ‘til-death-do-we-part relationship with Mr. Potter, but if I weren’t…superhero comics and movies, particularly the DC Animated Universe. It’s the right mix of flexibility in both canon and logistical details, lots of juicy characters, and a nice balance between silly and seriousness. I just don’t really know where the part of the fandom not dominated by the terminally immature is or how to find it.
The one your friends keep introducing you to and who seems like a hell of a cool peep except it's never really gone anywhere: Doctor Who. But that’s never going to go anywhere because no way in hell am I willing to catch up on that much continuity. And Merlin…I dunno; I guess I’m just too attached to the legend as is to bother with the show.
The one you slept with on the rebound who still smiles at you, yet you have no interest in any more: Webcomics, Broadway shows, and any other one-shots I’ve done for Yuletide that don’t fall into any of the above categories. They’re a nice little challenge, but when they’re done, they’re done.
The one who's slept with all your friends, and you keep looking at hir and thinking, "Hir? How the hell did ze land all these cool babes?": Firefly. I don’t know why; it just never clicked for me.
The one your friend has fallen for like a ton of bricks and whom ze keeps babbling to you about on the phone for hours, and you'd be happy for hir except you just know it's going to end badly: Supernatural. Do I even need to explain?
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Date: 2011-08-22 01:43 am (UTC)I'm completely with you on the Chakotay/Seven nonsense. Absurd. The producers went out of their way to establish Seven's het credentials, with the Doc and Kim and even Icheb.
I had a love-hate relationship with the actual show, but I still have a huge soft spot for Janeway. Older women with power get to me every time.
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Date: 2011-08-22 10:48 pm (UTC)I remember the Counterparts episode! I liked that one. And Janeway really did work with almost anyone. Which was one of many reasons I was so irritated that they insisted on forcing nonexistent chemistry on two of the people who only really could have worked together if they'd been in some kind of V relationship with her. It was like, "Nyah, nyah, no romance for you!"