Oct. 7th, 2010

seriousfic: (Kahlan)
Title: Torment
Fandom: Legend of the Seeker
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 5,292
Characters/Pairings: Cara/Kahlan/Richard
Warnings:Y'all know my thoughts on yuri, but it's a threesome fic, and sooner or later there's going to be Little Richard.
Summary: Cara wants to be with Kahlan, but she's married to Richard. Unless that isn't a problem…

Just because they held Agiels didn't mean the Mord'Sith were negligent when it came to pain. They were intimate with the pain of being cut, the pain of being drowned, the pain of heat, the pain of cold. There was only one pain Cara was unprepared for. The pain of being apart from Kahlan and its twin, the pain of being near her. )
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Okay, so I finished reading the book, just in case Trav learned a lesson or something (ha, no! He's infallible!) but mostly because I wanted to see if there was anything that could top "moisturous gasping". Not a real word, by the way. Moist already means moist. It's already an adjective. There's no reason to add a 'urous' to the end. It's really dumburous.

But no, nothing could top that. Vangie goes to get some money to stash away and our heroes don't think maybe they could go with her, just in case she runs into the guys who have already thrown her off a bridge, so she gets killed. Trav pays a visit to the coroner's office, where more charming behavior ensues.

I looked at the young man. He was standing there, staring at her breasts which he had so unnecessarily uncovered, his underlip hanging away from his teeth. […] As we headed back out I said, "Why don't you go get yourself a live one?"

"Huh?" He turned the room light out, pulled the door shut. He rubbed his mouth with the back of his hand. "Sure, buddy, if I could find one of those. Even that messed up you can tell it was built like it wouldn't never quit. About the only thing didn't get mashed up was the tits, but you can tell it had everything to go with them. A stack, buddy." He sat down, winked, picked up his Playboy and said, "See you around."


Hey now! It would've been one thing if you were fetishizing her legs while she was traumatized, wounded, and going into shock, but boobies on a dead woman? That's just wrong!

Also, I would've figured a necrophiliac for more of a Penthouse guy.

So here we go again, noble brave name Key-Hoe-Tee?

Hasn't the white man done enough to Native Americans without bringing them into these books?

Wasn't the world maybe just a little bit better off minus one slut? Did it grab you that much, boy, to have that seasoned meat offered to you on a platter? Did it squinch your sentimental Irish heart to see the lassie roll her lonely hips in the solitary dance? How can you know the whole thing wasn't all lies, that she didn't try to cross up her fellow assassins and grab all the loot for herself and that's why she got dropped off a bridge?



I'm going to run out of gifs before this is over, aren't I? So Trav meets up with a black maid, who at first talks with a "sho nuff mastah!" accent and then reveals she's a black militant who speaks the Queen's English perfectly fine. MacDonald, I think the time to subvert phonetic accents was back with the lazy, animalistic Mexican hooker.

Trav gets the 411 on the murder ring she was involved in, and after some debate (!) decides to put a stop to it. And he does. And I am done with this racist, sexist, homophobic, masculine poser trash forever.

By the way, here's the Library Journal's entry on the book.

MacDonald, whose 21 Travis McGee novels represent arguably the best U.S. mystery series of the past 50 years, died in 1986, leaving behind a legion of fans. Sadly, Travis McGee seems lost amid today's hip, violent, and politically correct private eyes and series detectives, so much so that most of today's younger mystery readers may never experience this National Book Award-winning series.

I'm taking "politically correct" to mean "doesn't hate women and Mexicans."
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So you know that the Resident Evil franchise, in addition to being modern masterpieces of cinema, are also the most penetrating queer subversion of genre fiction ever done with predominantly female action heroes. But did you also know the scripts are even more gay? In the movie, when Alice finds an amnesiac Claire, they just go off and land at zombie prison. But in the screenplay, Claire goes into withdrawal when separated from Vi-bad-gra, forcing Alice to nurse her back to health... feeding her, washing her, and cutting her fingernails, with the script helpfully pointing out that Claire's "torn and tattered clothes reveal more than they cover." Also, the first thing a memoryless, feral Claire tries to do is jump Alice, but then, you knew that. Then come scenes like this:

Alice wakes suddenly, gun in hand. Claire is sitting on the end of her bed.

CLAIRE
You were my friend?

ALICE
I like to think so.

CLAIRE
(hesitant)
Was I… a good person?

ALICE
Yes… why would you ask that?

CLAIRE
I don't know… I have the feeling I let people down.

ALICE
You're not the only one.

Alice sits by Claire.

ALICE
We struggle, we fight… we watch our friends die. Survival is pain.

CLAIRE
Is it worth it? The pain?

It's a question Alice has often asked herself – as she sat alone in the dark. After a beat—

ALICE
Someone has to go on. Otherwise what is all this for?


That they had to cut out because Rizzoli & Isles was going to sue them for "straight besties who are totally straight sleep in the same bed and talk about their feelings." All of this canon h/c finally leads to...

Claire comes round. She had briefly passed out.

CLAIRE
Chris!

Claire embraces her brother, overjoyed.

CLAIRE
(choked)
I thought I'd never see you again…

CHRIS
It would take more than the end of the world to keep me from my little sister.

BENNETT
(cynical)
Isn't that sweet.

But no one is paying any notice to Bennett. Claire turns to Alice. Embraces her. Finally knowing her for the friend she is—

CLAIRE
I remember now. Thank you – for what you did for us.

[…]

ANGEL
Can I get you anything?

CLAIRE
Yeah…
(looks around)
…a gun. Large caliber, automatic.

Alice smiles at her friend—

ALICE
Nice to have you back.


Plus, in the beginning, zombie Madonna gets shot. Yes, Madonna is a disgusting, mutated creature that feasts on the flesh of the innocent, and in the movie she'd play a zombie!

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