dragonlady7

I said I'd post a poll about what fanfic I should resume working on. Am at the moment staring dully at the Barbarians Novel after a day at work that was actually not so bad after all and yet, was still work.
I need to go delve through the Fanfic folder, which is hideously disorganized. It's always good for a couple wasted hours...

Lothiriel & Eomer, after "Carving", mostly having insane amounts of sex. (2700 words written so far; stalled for plot complexities [i KNOW but I just can't write porn without plot!])
"The trousers," he said in a moment, somewhat muffled against her neck, "have to go."
"Wrist cramp?" she asked.
"Mm," he answered.
A shorter bit of Eomer in Minas Tirith, during the chronology of "Carving", talking with a tavern keeper. 540 words so far, probably no more than 1500 when complete. Abandoned because I ran out of time one day; I had forgotten I'd started it. The motive was, I think, that I wanted more of Minas Tirith.
She held up the mug. "Then let me fill this for you, that you might empty it," she said.
Glorfindel & Ecthelion, post Nirnaeth Arnoediad, coping with Ecthelion's Overwhelming Angst. (10,000 words written so far; stalled for oh Jesus the Angst)
The question was astonishing. What did a ghost care for the grosser points of bodily maintenance?
oh, I'd forgotten this one. During the construction of Gondolin, Egalmoth explores racial tensions with the Sindar and, not entirely coincidentally, tries to take a wife. Fragmentary (trails off midsentence in a climactic scene), but probably 5,000 to 8,000 words contiguously. Featuring Ecthelion in an almost-brotherly capacity, doing some violence. (Er, also featuring an OFC.)
Duilin snorted. "That sounds a hopeless quest indeed."
"I am an optimist," Egalmoth said glumly.
Am in the depths of the disorganized fanfic folder, and have uncovered a short, complete vignette, of a genre I've never liked-- straight-out retellings of scenes from the LotR books from a close viewpoint, with the dialogue dubbed straight in. But I couldn't resist this one: Aragorn, once a Rider of Rohan himself, meets Eomer, obviously the son of a man who was once his close friend and now must surely be dead. Complete, but needs rewriting and tightening.
He stepped between them, holding up his hands. "Your pardon, Eomer!" he said, and Eomer looked at him, his magnificent wrath fading more quickly than his father's ever had. This was a young man who already understood the consequences of wrath. Eomund had probably not survived to learn them.
Nobody but me is in any way interested in this one, but of course I have to sigh over it a moment: from the Tain, Ferdiad and Cuchulain, sensitive gay cowboys of a mythical Bronze Age cattle-worshipping culture, destined to destroy one another in epic, intimate battle.
I have matched you passion for passion, met heat with heat, steel with steel, flesh with flesh, blood with blood, and have in my folly pitched my fury against your fury. And ah, ah, I almost bested you, little Hound. I almost bested you.

I was going to post a poll but I am utterly defeated by the simple fact that I can't come up with titles for any of these and I am paralyzed with indecision as to the format of a theoretical poll. So I leave it instead of a poll as a sort of an open season on comments. All of these are calling to me at once. Which one should I answer?

(Of course, I won't answer them now, as I'm in the midst of my (sob) three-day workweek (woe, woe is me, to actually have to, like, you know, work), but I have got them marinating in my head. And given that the point of fanfic is that other people read it, which gives my pathetic ego the boosts necessary to take myself seriously like ever, I'd like to know what people are interested in reading. And if I was talking about something before, as well, that was a project I've abandoned that you'd like to see me take up again, please do remind me what it was, as it should be pretty apparent by now that I have no organizational skills whatsoever.)