curuchamion: First Doctor inside a Dalek, from The Space Museum (One in a Dalek)
Okay. So the ever-awesome InfiniteViking (I would link your journal, honest, but I haven't gotten used to the way crossposting b0rks up all my LJ code) has this meme that is the Drabbles IN SPAAAAACE!!! meme.

1: Get a title from a random title generator. (I used this one, but Google has a wide selection.)
2: Add "IN SPAAAACE!!!" to the end.
3: Write a drabble!


So. Well. Um. This is in my X-UNIT crossover 'verse wherein the Brig founded the X-Men. And... I cannot explain it at all. O_O

Title: Vortex of Musings IN SPAAAACE!!!
Summary: Uh. Pointless humor teamfluff piece?
Notes: 153 words. Kitty Pryde, Liz Shaw, the Brig, Wolverine, and cameos by Nightcrawler and Colossus. (I absolutely could not squeeze Storm in, but she is part of the team in this 'verse.)

Lasciate ogni speranza, voi ch'entrate, because this is DUMB )
curuchamion: First Doctor inside a Dalek, from The Space Museum (One in a Dalek)
So! *insert long explanation involving [personal profile] clocketpatch's [community profile] help_haiti donation and [community profile] fandom_stocking here*

Short version? Last January I sat down at a computer and determined I would not get up again till I'd written the Doctor Who/X-Men crossover or "mashup" that ClocketPatch had requested from me (and made a donation for) the previous January. This is what happened.

Title: United Nations Mutant Taskforce
Summary: In which the Brigadier founds the X-Men. Basically.
Notes: ~300 words. Gen, rated G. There ought to be more of this, but I make no promises.

Underneath )
So... [livejournal.com profile] dw_straybunnies had a special Brig!fic challenge this month, for obvious reasons. The challenge was "The Brigadier in other eras, or other eras with the Brigadier"; Two, Five, Six, Eight and/or their companions were preferred, since they seldom show up with the Brig in fic (though as usual in a Straybunnies challenge, pretty much anything was allowed).

I'm not even sure what happened, but this is what I wrote.

Title: Things That Did Not Happen in 2011
Stats: 300-ish words. Gen; worksafe (hey, it's me). Nine, Jamie, Zoe.
Warnings: Major character death. This is Brig!funeral fic, and not the nice saccharine sort I usually prefer.

Credits: Inspired by [livejournal.com profile] calapine's excellent "School Reunion" tag His Story, quoted herein, and by something [livejournal.com profile] lost_spook said and something Rusty did.

Also lost_spook made me a gorgeous banner for it, which is under the cut because this header is Long Enough Already.

battling space thuggery, 1968-2011 )
...When will I ever learn not to bookmark fics on my laptop? I have a bad relationship with laptops. Mine is currently in the shop, and with it my fic bookmarks. (The ones that weren't eaten when the last laptop died.)

However! I can still find the top two stories I always knew I'd have to re-read when Who-ish people died. (I never even imagined, dangit, that I'd be reading them for the man they were written about.)

The first one, and the most awesome of all possible Who deathfics IMO, is this one: The Cheviot Hills by Jennifer on FFnet. It is the one in which all the Classic Doctors who worked with the Brig attend his funeral (including Eight, thanks to the BFAs). It made me cry even when Nick wasn't dead, and I don't cry at fic.

Under the cut because it is a spoiler and also religious content (in the sense of assuming the existence of a deity), but there is no way I could be making this post - dash it all to heck, how can I be making this post?!? - without quoting the lines from the Gallifreyan funeral service that are in that fic:

this is a cut )

*sniffles*

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The other fic I have to rec, of course, is [livejournal.com profile] clocketpatch's excellent Nothing Ordinary, which I'm guessing you've all read already but I'm reccing it anyway. It's just a beautiful little tribute fic.

(On re-reading these two stories, I note with interest that we all assumed - I certainly did - that it'd be heart trouble that would get him. Not cancer. DANG IT HOW CAN THE BRIG DIE OF CANCER. I have a feeling a lot of us, if we met the Doctor right now, would be shouting with Amy Pond "THEN WHAT'S THE USE OF YOU???")

*will now go home and cry a lot*

*and then watch Terror of the Zygons or something*

ETA: I forgot to say two things I really should have said. One is: What About Everything, the ultimate Who vid for every occasion. (Seriously, I once introduced a family of NuWhovians to the entirety of Classic Who in an evening using frame-by-frame "What About Everything" and a lot of babbling.) Allow me to direct your attention to the sequence beginning at 1:34.

The other thing is: I saw somebody say "R.I.P.... rest in Peru, Brigadier." This amuses me slightly.
curuchamion: TARDIS in a sunny field (sunny TARDIS field)
Nick Courtney is dead. Nick Courtney.

Somehow I never really thought it could happen. :'-(

(Icon because like a bloody idiot I didn't expect to need any sadface icons on my last rejuggling. *sigh*)

My collection of Brig!death fic recs will probably be posted shortly. With much sniffling. (No, I have no idea why I have a collection of Brig!death fic recs.)

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