Almost done with my cooks in 1870s France *self-five* Up next I have to write my monthly articles for a certain magazine (ugh), and then, augurs permitting, fic. I have the choice between:
-Chinese swordsmen (RESEARCH! HISTORY!)
-hot zombie dad hiring sexy zombie baby-sitter (FLUFF! or maybe knowing myself PLOT!)
-Athos/d’Artagnan chef!AU (MOAR FOOD!)
-Reiner/Annie/Bertholdt sequel fic (MOAR PORN!)
someone write a “hot single dad hires a babysitter” siren fic for me i will sell you my soul
OH NO NO NO
THIS IS THE BEST IDEA EVER
Current mood: 17th century Chinese swordsmen! Learn more about the Chinese empire and the Forbidden City and the Chinese-French cultural and economical and political exchanges!
…but first, cooks in 1870s France. Not that it’s a hassle particularly, but it’s for work, and thus less fun than fic.
No, brain. Your host needs to work to earn actual money. Stop coming up with fic ideas of BDSM with zombies or badass Chinese swordsmen meeting Musketeers. Just stop, okay? You’re not helping.
A Tale Of Malta (Athos/Aramis, rating: Mature)
Athos and Aramis are sent to Malta on a delicate mission where the odds are decidedly stacked against them, involving a French aristocrat made hostage, pirates of the Mediterranean Sea, and Turkish baths.
-One-shot, complete story-
Title: A Tale Of Malta
Fandom/Pairing: The Musketeers (2014), Athos/Aramis
Warnings/Tropes: Fake relationship, sex in a hammam, erotic asphyxiation, mild Stockholm Syndrome
Summary: Athos and Aramis are sent to Malta on a delicate mission where the odds are decidedly stacked against them, involving a French aristocrat made hostage, pirates of the Mediterranean Sea, and Turkish baths.
Notes: Credits for the cover picture go to sweetrupturedlight (original post here : http://sweetrupturedlight.tumblr.com/post/81175880240 ) who kindly gave me their permission to use it and associate it with this fic.
I loved writing this, to me it’s the perfect summer fic: travel and exoticism and sunny places and pirates and political intrigue! Huzzah!
Word count: 7 635
Read it here on AO3
Shit shit shit
Okay, so The Malta Job (that I’ve renamed A Tale Of Malta) is done and has been sent to beta
sparkling-damsel is evil and has prompted me to write a coda about Selim and Ibrahim
AND I’M WEAK
I feel so ridiculously guilty when I make up historical things to fit the purposes of my story (and not like, huge events, but just stuff like, buildings that probably weren’t there)