impulsereader: (BatB)
Written for Challenge 109 over at [livejournal.com profile] great_tales.

Challenge prompt:

As suggested by lindahoyland, this month's challenge will be a five word challenge. That is, I'll give you five words you must include in your fic. The five words are these:

key, straw, fault, message, chandelier

To make things a bit more challenging, we'll have a word count this time. Your fic must be exactly 300 words.

Author(s): impulsereader
Rating: G
Fandom: Once Upon a Time
Character(s): Rumpelstiltskin, Belle, OC Messenger (Mike)
Summary: Life is hard when you're a messenger in a land where magic rules all...
Warnings: None.  Fluffy as the day is long.  (Except, perhaps, if you're a messenger.  If you are, beware everything.)
Word Count: 300

*****

Everyone always blames the messenger.  Having a saying about not doing it hasn’t helped, it’s just made it a cliché.  Messengers in a Fairy Tale land generally have very brief life spans.

“Oh no, don’t think you can just run off.”

Mike sighs.  “Yes, m’lady.  I mean, no, m’lady.”

“I’m not the messenger here, after all.”

Mentally, Mike readies himself for dodging and backpedalling and diving behind sofas.  He follows the pretty young woman clad in a practical blue dress and white apron.  He barely registers the very grand surroundings as he runs through a judo sequence in his head to try and prepare himself to carry it out without any physical warm-up.

After a short walk the woman stops before a door and raps upon it, doing so in an odd rhythm - bum-ba-da-bum-bum *pause* ba-da.  She waits another beat, looks up at Mike with a smile, and opens the door, letting it swing wide.  “Go ahead,” she says, gesturing inward.

He offers her a weak smile in return, steps into the room, and anxiously scans it for the occupant.  The, not a man really, sits silhouetted by a spinning wheel, a pile of straw next to him.  His grin is poison.

Mike rallies as best he can.  “I bear a message, oh Dark One.”

“Of course you do.  Belle, leave us.”

The door swings shut.  Mike hears the key turn in the lock.

Belle humphs in annoyance, but she knows it’s her own fault.  The last time she hadn’t been able to keep her giggles under control and it will be a while before she is again trusted to remain for the festivities.

After a time her Lord and Master seeks her out and instructs, “Be a dear and see if you can't coax him down from the chandelier.”
impulsereader: (BatB)
Written for Challenge 109 over at [livejournal.com profile] great_tales.

Challenge prompt:

As suggested by lindahoyland, this month's challenge will be a five word challenge. That is, I'll give you five words you must include in your fic. The five words are these:

key, straw, fault, message, chandelier

To make things a bit more challenging, we'll have a word count this time. Your fic must be exactly 300 words.

Author(s): impulsereader
Rating: G
Fandom: Once Upon a Time
Character(s): Rumpelstiltskin, Belle, OC Messenger (Mike)
Summary: Life is hard when you're a messenger in a land where magic rules all...
Warnings: None.  Fluffy as the day is long.  (Except, perhaps, if you're a messenger.  If you are, beware everything.)
Word Count: 300

*****

Everyone always blames the messenger.  Having a saying about not doing it hasn’t helped, it’s just made it a cliché.  Messengers in a Fairy Tale land generally have very brief life spans.

“Oh no, don’t think you can just run off.”

Mike sighs.  “Yes, m’lady.  I mean, no, m’lady.”

“I’m not the messenger here, after all.”

Mentally, Mike readies himself for dodging and backpedalling and diving behind sofas.  He follows the pretty young woman clad in a practical blue dress and white apron.  He barely registers the very grand surroundings as he runs through a judo sequence in his head to try and prepare himself to carry it out without any physical warm-up.

After a short walk the woman stops before a door and raps upon it, doing so in an odd rhythm - bum-ba-da-bum-bum *pause* ba-da.  She waits another beat, looks up at Mike with a smile, and opens the door, letting it swing wide.  “Go ahead,” she says, gesturing inward.

He offers her a weak smile in return, steps into the room, and anxiously scans it for the occupant.  The, not a man really, sits silhouetted by a spinning wheel, a pile of straw next to him.  His grin is poison.

Mike rallies as best he can.  “I bear a message, oh Dark One.”

“Of course you do.  Belle, leave us.”

The door swings shut.  Mike hears the key turn in the lock.

Belle humphs in annoyance, but she knows it’s her own fault.  The last time she hadn’t been able to keep her giggles under control and it will be a while before she is again trusted to remain for the festivities.

After a time her Lord and Master seeks her out and instructs, “Be a dear and see if you can't coax him down from the chandelier.”
impulsereader: (BatB)
Beauty and the Beast is stalking me. I think it feels neglected, and I can’t really blame it. This means that last Friday night we saw a production of it in which the eldest niece played Gaston’s sidekick rather than the chandelier and other various bits - double cast switched on alternate performances. Considering the age of the children involved the production was just about as accomplished and spotty in quality as you can imagine. DressedUp!Beast was the spitting image of how Hugh Hefner would have been costumed if he’d had a bit part in Saturday Night Fever – with doc martinish boots to complete the look. Select pics at the end of the entry.

Also, I suspect my KR *waves hello - don’t be scared of this entry, it’s nothing as silly as fanfic* has been lurking around the beginnings of this journal and that is possibly why I read and he computered to the backdrop of a pretty terrible – possibly Disney – Word just auto capitalized Disney – I hate that a little bit – B&tB take off with Neil Patrick Harris and Peter Krauss in bit parts on Sunday.

Well, B&tB, I was already ahead of you. I’d started Beauty sometime last week and was finishing as that fairly horrible movie played, so there!

This is a very practical book, and I think it is so very practical because Beauty herself is a very practical character. Aside from declaring she’d rather be called Beauty than Honour (her father fails spectacularly at explaining the concept of honour which prompts this decision) at a very young age, she is practically the personification of practicality. Side note – McKinley uses British spellings, but she’s American and (I believe) was living in America when she wrote this. She didn’t move to England until much later when she wrote Rose Daughter. This, as well as the Sherlock fic I've been writing - I changed my spellcheck dictionary - is why I found myself using it in this entry.
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impulsereader: (BatB)
Beauty and the Beast is stalking me. I think it feels neglected, and I can’t really blame it. This means that last Friday night we saw a production of it in which the eldest niece played Gaston’s sidekick rather than the chandelier and other various bits - double cast switched on alternate performances. Considering the age of the children involved the production was just about as accomplished and spotty in quality as you can imagine. DressedUp!Beast was the spitting image of how Hugh Hefner would have been costumed if he’d had a bit part in Saturday Night Fever – with doc martinish boots to complete the look. Select pics at the end of the entry.

Also, I suspect my KR *waves hello - don’t be scared of this entry, it’s nothing as silly as fanfic* has been lurking around the beginnings of this journal and that is possibly why I read and he computered to the backdrop of a pretty terrible – possibly Disney – Word just auto capitalized Disney – I hate that a little bit – B&tB take off with Neil Patrick Harris and Peter Krauss in bit parts on Sunday.

Well, B&tB, I was already ahead of you. I’d started Beauty sometime last week and was finishing as that fairly horrible movie played, so there!

This is a very practical book, and I think it is so very practical because Beauty herself is a very practical character. Aside from declaring she’d rather be called Beauty than Honour (her father fails spectacularly at explaining the concept of honour which prompts this decision) at a very young age, she is practically the personification of practicality. Side note – McKinley uses British spellings, but she’s American and (I believe) was living in America when she wrote this. She didn’t move to England until much later when she wrote Rose Daughter. This, as well as the Sherlock fic I've been writing - I changed my spellcheck dictionary - is why I found myself using it in this entry.
Read more )
impulsereader: (BatB)

In a book in which names tell us who a character is, Beauty is named Beauty and when she meets her Beast he instructs her to call him Beast. 

Cut because I discuss the book in great detail - so for both length and spoilers )

impulsereader: (BatB)

In a book in which names tell us who a character is, Beauty is named Beauty and when she meets her Beast he instructs her to call him Beast. 

Cut because I discuss the book in great detail - so for both length and spoilers )

impulsereader: (BatB)
Title: Knit Bone, Tempered Metal
Author: impulsereader
Rating: PG13
Pairing: Mr. Gold/his Belle
Length: ~7300
Disclaimer: I neither own nor profit from any aspect of Once Upon a Time.
Summary: They are both stronger now. Belle knows this, and she seizes her happily ever after.

The Story )
impulsereader: (BatB)
Title: Knit Bone, Tempered Metal
Author: impulsereader
Rating: PG13
Pairing: Mr. Gold/his Belle
Length: ~7300
Disclaimer: I neither own nor profit from any aspect of Once Upon a Time.
Summary: They are both stronger now. Belle knows this, and she seizes her happily ever after.

The Story )
impulsereader: (BatB)
Beauty and the Beast.  Is it the best damn story ever told?  I think it might be.  

I’m interested in generating some discussion about this story; not only how OUAT has interpreted and departed from it, but why so many writers keep going back to it.  Robin McKinley has done it twice - once with an ending I have to imagine is, if not unique to her then certainly quite rare, where Beauty chooses that the Beast remain a Beast.

Read more... )
impulsereader: (BatB)
Beauty and the Beast.  Is it the best damn story ever told?  I think it might be.  

I’m interested in generating some discussion about this story; not only how OUAT has interpreted and departed from it, but why so many writers keep going back to it.  Robin McKinley has done it twice - once with an ending I have to imagine is, if not unique to her then certainly quite rare, where Beauty chooses that the Beast remain a Beast.

Read more... )

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