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  1. Please no spankings for using necromancy on this thread.

    I've been writing slash for a long time now and I am female. Honestly, I don't think it's gender that's the problem but inexperience. Especially where it concerns slash writers who read yaoi/shounen-ai manga as gospel. Many of those comics are poor examples of the male perspective as well as sexuality. I think a lot of slash writers need to put down the manga, close their fanfic book marks, and do some research. There is endless amounts of info on the Internet if you look for it.

    ...and just an addendum for the sake of being ever so slightly snotty and pretentious: Maybe it's not a matter of women not being able to write from a male perspective. Perhaps it's just a matter of not being able to write from any perspective but their own narrow one. When I write, the gender is always secondary to the character's personality.

  2. I've also noticed a lack of reviews in the past few years. I took a long break from posting fanfic anywhere but my DW blog (even then it was few and far between). When I started getting interested in cross posting again, I noticed a cold reception from journal comms if it wasn't for the pairing du jour. Media Miner died at some point in 2007 (it's still up, but traffic is low and reviews non-existant). FF.net gets decent traffic and reviews, but I don't have the same content freedom there as I do here.

    Though I resisted it for a long time, it appears Tumblr is the place to go for fandom. You still don't get a lot of feedback, mostly just because of the way it's set up, but I have noticed people reading and liking fanfic posts.

    What's truly puzzling is that it's not like writing fanfic is passé. Maybe more people started reading fanfic on blogs and blog comms. They got used to interacting with authors. By comparison the simple review might seem...quaint?

  3. Though I'm loathe to do this, I desperately need a new beta reader. I'm going ok on my own, but it's always good to have someone give it another pass over.

    Things you need to to know:

    -I write for a lot of different fandoms, but usually only one at a time. Most frequently, I write for the FF7 fandom and that's what's caught me up right now.

    -My preferred FF7 pairing is Rufus/Reno (Renoru). I also write some less explicit romances/genfic for ff.net. I'm a Turks/Shinra fangirl (as you can probably tell from my name tag) and my vision is pretty much solid at this point. Such things can be discussed privately, of course. Mind you, constructive criticism is welcome, but I think we should at least see eye to eye when it comes to fandom/fanon outlook.

    -I need someone who is willing to look not just for typos or spelling errors but awkward word smithing. Though I have learned to edit things down for myself, my first draft of a story always has some twisty phrasing and sentence convolution. I'm extremely verbose and I need someone who can say, "ok, not bad, but hey, let's dial down the pretension a little."

    -I'm not difficult to work with, but I can admit to being old and set in my ways.

    Let's talk a little first. I must confess that my last beta reader and I were very close and eventually pretty much became each others muses. Time and real life separated us and anyway, I don't think I'll ever be able to stop writing erotica and he's since sworn off of it. You know how that goes....

  4. Author: Iggy Lovechild
    Title: Covet
    Summary: A brief interlude before the storm.
    Feedback: Yes, please.
    Fandom: Final Fantasy 7
    Pairing: Rufus/Reno (Renoru)
    Warnings: Explicit gay sex, anal, fingering, you know the drill.
    Solo story or chaptered story: One-shot

    URL: http://ff.adult-fanfiction.org/story.php?no=600083186

    It's been quite a few years since I've written erotica. I wouldn't say I'm out of practice, but you know...it's a bit like losing my virginity all over again.

    I love reviews and would love anyone forever if they could just drop me a line.

  5. Since I write yaoi sans bullshit stereotyping or femenization, I'm always pleased to get positive feedback. It's nice to know that not everyone who likes m/m erotica buys into that uke/seme garbage.

    Being able to read one of my own stories from an outsider's standpoint and pick out really good lines or imagery is also very rewarding. I'm very picky and hypercritical of my own writing so when I can say something good it's pretty much a fucking miracle.

    I's alive!

  6. Let me perfectly frank here before I put in my two cents: I abhor the uke/seme stereotyping that is so prevelant in yaoi. It is positively unrealistic to think that every single homosexual relationship works in that manner. From what I've heard from actual gay men, it's much more common for a healthy sexual relationship to be a bit more switchy.

    If you can make the situation work with Seph on bottom, I encourage you to do so. By making it work I mean keeping him in character and having the situation be marginally resonable and believable.

    However, I can admit that it's hard for me to imagine him being a constant bottom or any such thing. Eh...to be perfectly honest I'm probably not the right person to ask since the concept of Seph in a sexual situation makes my head hurt. I'm sorry, I really can't get into the Sephiroth pairings.

  7. Much as it annoys me, it relieves me to think that I'll be able to continue posting my stories at lj with minimal paranoia.

    And as I told a friend of mine recently, content filtering is better than content blocking, all things considered. Waaayyy better than lj deleting journals with "offensive content".

  8. Oh god this first one is sooo old but it still makes me giggle. I swear I have to preserve this line in the re-write:

    (includes context for you know who the hell is saying what)

    “Go to hell, Reno,” Cloud grumbled half-heartedly. His headache hadn't really faded and he was in no mood for verbal sparring. He was irritable, wondering how he ended up in these ridiculous situations. What the hell was wrong with him, taking comfort in an enemy rather than trusting his friends? Reno was right. He was profoundly screwed up…

    The Turk rolled his eyes as he approached him. “Whatever. Don't start that brooding shit again. It was cute for the first ten minutes, but now it's seriously starting to get old, yo.”

    Oh how I do loves me some banter in the midst of sex....

    “I love coming home to you,” He whispered, feeling slightly vulnerable as he told Cloud this. Reno had never imagined that he would ever have this kind of luxury.

    Cloud smiled lazily as he hooked his ankles around Reno’s thighs. Wanton as a teen-ager, he rubbed his body against Reno’s. The sensuous sensation of skin on skin was electrifying but not nearly as seductive as the hungry way Cloud was looking at him.

    “Prove it,” Cloud whispered.

    Reno couldn’t help the chuckle that rose up in his throat. He liked the faint tone of challenge in his lover’s voice, the ghost of old antagonism.

    “How do ya suggest I do that, hm?” Reno purred playfully as he rolled his hips against Cloud’s. Their cocks pressed and rubbed together.  Reno was terribly aroused already and knew what Cloud wanted. He longed to hear him say it….

    Cloud gave him a slightly annoyed look. Clearly he didn’t really feel like playing around. Cloud reached for the top drawer of the bedside table and retrieved the tube of lube Reno kept there. He pressed it into Reno’s palm, no longer looking annoyed but sexy as all hell. Lust was written all over his expression and maybe just a little bit of desperation.

    “I’m sure you can figure something out,” Cloud’s mild tone just barely hid the need that made his voice soft and breathy.

    Reno was certainly not as dense as some people claimed. He squirted some lube into his palm and reached between Cloud’s legs. He curled his fingers around the shaft of Cloud’s cock and squeezed gently. Reno felt how hard he was and listened to Cloud’s soft intake of breath.

    “Were you dreaming about me before you woke up?” Reno murmured in his ear as he trailed kisses along Cloud’s jaw line.

    “Yeah,” Cloud panted. He spread his legs a little wider in order to accommodate the movement of Reno’s hand.

    “Was it sexy?” Reno asked as he smoothed the tips of his fingers around the tight entrance to Cloud’s body.

    “They always are,” Cloud replied, blushing faintly.

    “Hmm, if I didn’t know better, I’d say you were just after my body, yo.”

  9. Um...long or short, if it's a good fic I'm happy. I have to admit these days I prefer them longer so I'm not just thrown into poorly written smut or longing for more when the story is done.

    Hmm...I still write a lot of one-shots but I've begun writing longer full-length fics with big, meaty chapters-of-doom. I think I'm a walking contridiction, though. SOmetimes I think I prefer one-shots because they're easier to plot out and type up. laugh.gif

  10. I've personally only gotten one flame that was like, "omg! Yaoi is gross!"

    Honestly, I think the poor fucker was just looking to flame, tho'. I mean, I had disclaimers and warnings all over the damned place. What do I have to do, spell it out in big letters:

    THESE CHARACTERS ARE QUEER FOR EACH OTHER!

    It's a bit annoying.

    Honestly, I usually get folks who take more of an issue with my pairings.

  11. For me...I'd like to see some VincentxTseng (FF7).

    I'm either not finding it or it's so painfully brief that all I do is long for more.

    *sighs*

    I'd write it myself but my Tseng muse would like me to think he has no place in his life for sexual desire or emotional attachment beyond the fleeting. Honestly I think he's exaggerating. I think he just would rather me not dig myself up to my elbows into his psyche.

  12. One of my very favourite lines from inside Rufus's head. I think I really captured his infamous ruthlessness quite well without it coming off as complete sadism.

    Rufus didn't mind one bit to finally ascend to power during such a time of crisis. He was actually relieved that he wasn't facing days and nights of paperwork and political intrigue. Rufus was well aware that the company was rotten to the core with corruption and fully intended to use the chaos of the situation to weed out the problems. He wasn't too terribly concerned that people might have to die, only that he would be secure in his seat of power after all was said and done.

    And a few lines from a story that feels very dated to me when it comes to character characterizations, but has some very nice mood and imagery going for it.

    Reno wasn't much for romance, but he had to admit that, after years of stolen kisses and desperate, sweaty gropes when they thought no one was watching, it really should have been more…meaningful. He knew Rufus's tastes. It could've been in his penthouse suite; it could've been expensive champagne with the lights down low.

    Instead Reno was straddling Rufus's lap while he sat in his late father's office chair. They were hot and heavy with Midgar's glittering, ragged skyline stretched out behind them beyond the office's huge picture window. The desk had been scrubbed clean last night and the carpets had been shampooed, but Reno still imagined the he could smell the heavy, meaty scent of blood and death.

    At least the view was nice.

    Reno was nude, stretched out on the floor just like Rufus had asked of him. It was dark in the presidential office, lit only by Midgar's craze of neon outside. The lighting was harsh sometimes, illuminating Reno's features in odd manners: Picking out the curve of a cheekbone and turning it razor sharp or falling over his eyes and making them shine with electricity, so painfully blue that it was almost unnatural, like the brightness of a SOLDIER's mako-eyes.
  13. Um, I write everything as a rough draft first. Pen to paper and all that rubbish, though I do hate it when I did heavy edditing while typing up the chapter or story. Usually I just grind my teeth and re-start it another day. I absolutely hate typing stuff up and usually lose my focus once a program freezes up on me.

  14. I cross-post a lot. In addition to AFF, I also post my fics in my personal journals, various lj communities, a GJ comm that I myself moderate (sadly, gj comms are pretty DOA, so I guess it's a bit like pissing in the wind but I have hopes that one day....), Media Miner, and on the very rare occassion ff.net.

  15. Usually my ideas come from watching the anime/movie/series/playing the game and asking questions and thinking of senarios. Sometimes it's from other fanfictions, but that's usually in a more negetive aspect that kind of embarasses me. No, it's nothing bad like plagerism. It's like...I'll end up reading a bunch of badfics for a certain couple (usually a pairing I was going to write about anyway), get exhasperated, and take it upon myself to become a provider of good stories for a certain fandom/pairing. I swear that's part of the reason I ran so long with SO:3. There's so little good in that fandom that it still kinda breaks my heart. Sadly, my Albel muse has been MIA since Reno kicked down the back door of my brain and settled in.

  16. Oh wow, how cool. They have a thread like this at a different forum, but I usually have to censor myself if those lines I'm fond of are in the midst of a sex scene (not an unusual occurence).

    Most of all, Cloud wondered why they hadn’t had sex yet.  What was he so afraid of anyway?  Reno knew that it had been a long time for him and probably wasn’t expecting Cloud to be especially wonderful in bed.

    Cloud closed his eyes as he thought of it, feeling as though he was closing in on something profound.  Oh but he wanted to be good with Reno; he wanted to see what that pretty face looked like while caught up in the abandon of ecstasy.  Cloud had imagined it too many times to count since their first kiss and was beginning to realize that he didn’t want to just fantasize anymore.

    Rufus narrowed his eyes at the smug expression on Reno’s face. He knew that look. Either something was going to get blown up in the near future or Reno had good reason to believe that he was going to get laid.

    (For some reason that line always makes me smile.)

    Rufus couldn’t stop touching him. He stroked his fingers over Reno’s skin and tried to make sense of how anyone could make him feel so bereft of control. Rufus nuzzled the side of his neck and found that he really didn’t care so long as this feeling was with Reno. He knew the Turk would never betray him or try to use him or manipulate him for his own gain. Though it bothered him to even think about it, Rufus knew that this was the closest to an emotional attachment that he’d ever formed.
    Reno collapsed against him in a sweaty heap; he was panting hard and chuckling breathlessly, “Goddamn…I’d work harder more often if the reward always felt this good.”

    Rufus shared in his quiet laughter as he stroked Reno’s hair tenderly. He silently agreed, thinking how much pleasurable paperwork and board meetings would be if they ended in orgasmic bliss.

  17. Dude, I'm not even sure what the fuck it's supposed to mean.

    *sighs* My original nametag was actually a reference to myself in relation to being completely and utterly pwned by my muses on a daily basis. Considering my ship-friendly avvie...maybe someone got the wrong idea.

    Hmm...

    Methinks I'm a little paranoid these days.

    *goes to see if there are any nametags in IBStore*

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