Het_BigBang update + call for inspiration please?

[hiddencait]

OK kiddies, thought I'd give yall an update on the Het_BigBang madness! I know I've been a bit distracted by Primeval pretties, but for the rest of the weekend, I intend to focus on Ripley/Hicks absolutely as much as possible.

First up, I have some awesome news, at least in my opinion: I ACTUALLY HAVE A TITLE!!!!!!!!! Gah took me long enough didn't it?

Title: From the Last to the First
Yes, it's borrowed from what has apparently become the story's rough theme song: 30 Seconds to Mars "This is War." Trust me it's about as perfect as it could be, right down to a line that just flat spells out all four of our survivors: "To the solider, the civilian, the martyr, the victim... this is war."

Seriously it's awesome. Still don't believe me? Here, just listen: Here's hoping I can manage to properly embed the video!! (oh and enjoy the bonus of Jared Leto in soldier garb. Well worth it me thinks!)

Anyway, so yeah, I can has theme song and everything, however, I apparently have no momentum when it comes to actually WRITING for some reason. I was even up and all gung ho this morning, but nothing is being accomplished.

Usually when that happens I can pop in the movie again or go look for fics to reward myself with for making progress, but I've watching the movie half a dozen times now and the collection on FFN is mostly littered with Alien or Predator by OC Mary Sue beastiality fics and very VERY little actual Ripley/Hicks stuff.

So do you think any of you could help me out with some inspiration? I'm talking icons, pics, even little baby drabbles on the subject. Just anything that might make my muse go YAY!!

Seriously guys, I will love you forever!

Comments

[alyse]

I'm sure there's some Ripley/Hicks fic on the Yuletide archive (pre-AO3). Have you tried AO3?

Yuletide Archive pre-2010

On AO3

[whuffle.livejournal.com]

Make you a deal? You make progress on your fic and send me a wordcount total at the end of the weekend, and I'll make you one icon for every 500 words you've written over the weekend.

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Ripley had never been one to daydream or dwell. Even prior to everything she'd been one to take charge, do the job and move on.

That, however, didn't mean she couldn't sppreciate things. And at that particular moment, she was appreciating Corporal Dwayne Hicks. The way his eyes swept the corridor, the way his hands held his gun in a deceptively loose manner, the way the muscles of his shoulders shifted beneath his shirt. He reminded her of pictures she'd seen as a child of wolves, rangy and alert, always watching.

She wondered how it would feel to have that focus switched to her, those hands on her.

She glanced up and noticed that he was looking at her with the same amount of intensity that she'd been using to study him.

Then he smirked.

She smirked.

And it occurred to her, she wasn't dwelling and it wasn't merely appreciation.

It was anticipation.

She could deal with that.

:D