Woe.

Woe. One of the top-level Jack/Sawyer writers has for some reason deleted her lj and all of her fics. While I support her right to leave lj/fandom if she wants to, and am sure she had a good reason, I think the fic-deletion was an inconsiderate thing to do to the rest of the fandom. And by, "rest of the fandom," I mean me, because I neglected to save them all to my harddrive (something about not wanting m/m pr0n on my parents' computer) and therefore can never read them again.

Am I the only person who thinks that deleting your fic when you leave lj/a fandom is a really low thing to do to one's fellow fans? I've never deleted any of my fics, even the couple of wips on ff.net that I am now ashamed of and have never finished. But then, I also think that one has an obligation to put warnings and pairing labels on fics, and that one should never remove someone else's laundrey from the dryer without folding it (i.e. don't toss their clothes onto the counter and leave them in a crumpled heap to make room for your clothes), two examples of politeness that many people think are unnecessary.

In happier news, one of the characters in the Dorothy Dunnett book I'm reading has just realised that s/he is in love with another character, said dramatic epiphany being prompted by the two of them mocking bad poetry together. ("Languish Locked in L!") It was but a brief moment of happiness, however, and I have faith that we will shortly return to the usual fair of political scheming; Deep, Dark family secrets; gratuitous hurt/comfort; killer migraines; and Margaret Lennox acting like a bitch.

And in further news, I dreamed last night that we had acquired a cat with wings and a prehensile tail for a pet--like a fire-lizard with fur. I wish winged cat/weasel critters really existed. I bet they shed less than German Shepperds (shedding more would hardly be possible).

Archetype links for pixyofthestyx

A couple of interesting essay-thingies by chase820 on male antihero archetypes:

The Alpha-Bastard
and
The Rogue

Which map almost perfectly onto Clay "I am very pretty and own everything" Mosby and Newt "Nasty, brutish, and short" Call. And also onto Angel/us and Spike and Jack and Sawyer, and I've just realized that I have a kink for this dichotomy. The two character types bounce off each other beautifully, with simmering testosterone and tension, and frequently end up as two sides of a love triangle (throw in a three-dimensional female character, and you've got the perfect threesome). And they always follow the blond/brunette law of fiction, which states that two characters who act as foils for each other must have opposing hair colors and/or styles. Hmm... Apollo and Starbuck from the original Battlestar Galactica are a fluffier and somewhat toned down version of this, with Apollo as the noble commander and Starbuck as the flighty fighter-pilot adrenaline-junkie who'll sleep with anything.

Then there's my other favourite slash pairing kink, the kind with the battle-scarred but ultimately noble hero who's also a secret romantic and his friend and ally who has no moral compass of his own (or anyway is more morally ambiguous than the floppy-haired hero) but loves the hero with a codependent and desperately loyal love rarely seen outside of Victorian novels, and is willing to kill/torture/do all manner of ruthless things on the hero's behalf. (Rather like an attack dog on a very long leash). Doc and Wyatt, Apollo and the Midnighter (though Apollo's pretty ruthless himself, to the point where it's arguable which of the two is the scariest), Vash and Wolfwood, to a lesser extent… I know there are more, but they're not springing to mind instantly. Ooh, no, wait: Damien and Tarrant, though Tarrant would deny being in love with Damien vehemently if accused of it. A subset of this is the (slightly more) stable character who loves hir messed up and frequently inconvenient friend despite said friend's issues. Ze could have hir choice of more convenient mates, but chose the fuck-up anyway, and loves them for who they are, rather than who ze wishes they were (often because ze is secretly somewhat messed up hirself). C.F. Wyatt and Doc, Rose&January and Hannibal, BJ and Hawkeye. Possibly Wilson and House, but I haven't really watched that show.

And then there's Starsky & Hutch, who live in a special, codependent, homoerotic buddy-cop class of their own, and are my source for One True Love romantic fluff every time I need comfort reading.