Ok, in regards to your WIPs post, I need to know more about "Bad Guys Have All the Fun" xD
I would have asked for the Hammersmith one, but I have gotten emails about you posting chapters for it on ao3, so I know about that one ;)
Haha hello! You've touched upon another of my endless crossovers. 😂
This isn't really something I'm actively writing. I came up with the idea with a mutual a while ago, and it just rumbles away in the background as potential. The basic idea is Edmund Blackadder and Alan B'Stard meet, and we decided Alan would have to meet the most cutting Blackadder - the third one. So we've got a Regency era Alan B'Stard, younger son of the Earl of Haltemprice, who's heard on the underground grapevine that the Prince Regent's butler is a clever and ruthless man. He comes down from Yorkshire with an offer for him: he wants his older brother, Richard "Flasheart" B'Stard, bumping off. Blackadder detests Flasheart, and will do just about anything for a bit of cash, so he's in.
It would end up fairly dark, though hopefully still funny; Blackadder and B'Stard are both highly immoral people, and they're plotting a murder. Baldrick is the one spec of morality in this - because I'd also want to explore the relationship between Blackadder and Baldrick and see if even Blackadder has a limit, which perhaps B'Stard does not.
Here's an intro I wrote yonks ago:
“Something wrong, Mr B?” came the casual inquiry of Baldrick about ten minutes before the palace’s guest arrived.
Edmund Blackadder’s right eyebrow quirked upwards in the vaguest of vague surprise – a dark, imposing arch against the pale sallowness of his face. Although it wasn’t unheard of for Baldrick to ask after his mood, such questions usually had to be prompted by some sort of physical disturbance, like Blackadder throttling him above the prince’s unprepared supper. Baldrick wasn’t, Blackadder had presumed before this moment, emotionally intelligent enough to pick up on cold fury simply by the way a person sipped their tea. He would have to bear this revelation in mind.
“Wrong?” Blackadder asked. He lowered the cup and saucer he’d been subtly victimising for the past minute and a half to the kitchen table, taking a moment to look up at Baldrick properly, face quite emotionless. “I fear that may be something of an understatement, Baldrick.”
“Oh…” was the rather pointless reply offered, as Baldrick continued to tinker with tonight’s food.
Blackadder felt his upper lip beginning to curl in mild contempt.
“Oh, indeed,” he said, reaching back for his teacup in the hopes of removing the sudden bitter taste in his mouth with its contents.
Baldrick spoke up again. “So, something’s very wrong then?”
Blackadder let his tea sit where it was, opting to entwine his fingers in front of himself instead. A familiar sense of dread at the likelihood that he was going to have to explain – and then explain again in much plainer, simpler terms – the matter vexing him settled heavily in his stomach.
“Yes, Baldrick. Yes, there is,” he finally said. “Not only do I remain a humble butler, bound as ill fortune would have it to a master about as able to defend himself as an embryo that has yet to be conceived, but today this very master of ours is being visited by the second son of the Earl of Haltemprice.”
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For the ask/tag game, every one of your wip titles intrigues me to no end, but I’m especially tied between ‘Bad Guys Have All The Fun’ and ‘Voices in the Library’!
I’m honestly in awe of your titling skills! Does it take you ages to come up with something you like (like it does for me lol) or do you find you have a knack for it? Also, thanks for the tag!! 💕 -@lostinthemayall
Hiiii! Aw, thank you! And no problem about the tag, I love the fics of yours I've read. ❤️
Titles are so fun and I find it far too exciting when the right one finally presents itself. There's only been one time where I've had a fic completely written and still not known what to call it - with most of these WIPs I've either been inspired by a quote from the source material, or the right title has popped into my mind when brainstorming the story. I've noticed I tend to use the word "bastard" a lot. 😂 Although, I suppose that's unsurprising considering the fandoms I write for.
Bad Guys Have All The Fun
Hehe okay, this WIP is something me and @colourshot-draws cooked up, so shout out to him for being Grate™. I'm going to go on a bit about this one, you've struck on one of my favourites. 😂
This WIP is basically an AU for Blackadder the Third... where we shove Alan B'Stard in there to cause murderous havoc. Why? Well, I think the characters of Edmund Blackadder, especially the third one, and Alan B'Stard would have a deliciously awful dynamic. As Rik already plays a character in the Blackadder universe - the noble Lord Flashheart woof woof - setting a story in S3 means I get to write about an absent from canon Regency era Flash, which is fun too! In this WIP, Alan is the younger brother of Flash and has bitter youngest child syndrome particularly considering the inheritance Flash is due and he ISN'T when their dad croaks. Blackadder doesn't like Flashheart, so Alan seeks him out to help plot big brother's demise.
It's gonna get dark - its main two characters have extremely questionable morals - and this isn't a story where good triumphs over evil... more a story about the different layers of evil and how even the most detached, calculating, sadistic people have vulnerabilities. I also just want to make Edmund and Alan play chess together. I think Baldrick is basically the moral compass knocking about in this WIP, so I want to explore the Blackadder and Baldrick relationship too. It transcends the generations, after all!
Oh, and the title comes from a line in Blackadder's Christmas Carol. 😊
None of this WIP is posted so far and not a lot is actually written yet 😂 buuuut here's a little snippet:
Of course, Baldrick didn't seem to be getting the message.
"But this second son could be a whole different person," he said, ignorant of the fact he'd just dropped a handful of stuffing on the floor.
Blackadder sighed and rolled his eyes. "Funnily enough, I suspect that he will be."
He gave Baldrick a deadpan stare.
Baldrick shook his head. "No, sir, I meant that he might have a completely different personality to Lord Flash- to the other one."
Blackadder's eyebrow quirked upwards once more at the news that Baldrick understood the concept of personalities.
Baldrick went on, "You never know, Mr B, he could be like you."
He smiled stupidly at Blackadder, misunderstanding the eyebrow entirely.
It was so obviously meant as a compliment, that comment, though coming from Baldrick a compliment was more akin to an insult. Still, Blackadder couldn't see how there was a possibility of even a sprinkling of a nugget of truth to Baldrick's inane suggestion - there was no one like Edmund Blackadder, no one at all. Frankly, he wouldn't have minded it staying that way.
Blackadder stood up, dusting off his black coat in preparation for door answering duties. What a poor, brainless cretin he had on his hands here.
"Yes, Baldrick, maybe he will be like me," he agreed with a telling smirk. "And maybe one day, man will walk upon the moon."
As he went to climb the stairs out of the kitchen, doubtless leaving Baldrick more confused than before their conversation began, Blackadder felt that viciousness gnawing at his innards again.
"Then again, maybe not."
Thanks for the ask! Apologies for the extraordinarily self indulgent answer. I've got another ask in my inbox asking about Voices in the Library, so I'll spill about that one then. 😊❤️
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