WIPs currently active: 4, because I finished Slavefic #5!!!
Words written this week: 7,711
WIPs that got no words this week: 3 - broken dick epic, Born in the Blood, sequel to “Ring the Bell Backward", for the second week in a row. RELENTLESS FOCUS ON STUFF THAT NEEDS TO GET FINISHED. (But I am def gonna finish my RBB fic TODAY, so this coming week will involve blowing the dust off these and getting back to work and DEFINITELY NOT STARTING ANYTHING NEW YET UNLESS I REALLY REALLY WANT TO REALLY BADLY. ahem.)
WIPs that did get words this week:
Slavefic #5 (THE DRAMATIC REUNION): 3,267, and DONE!!! Just waiting for beta and propitious timing to post–should be all out by July 4th!!! :D
Dragon!Bucky/Tribute!Steve Cap Reverse Big Bang Story: 4,444, and FINISHING TODAY I MEAN IT! Posting date is June 30th!!!!
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... unrelatedly, I cannot BELIEVE how loud the biker bar up the highway is. It's about a mile/mile-and-a-half away, and when they're having an outdoor concert, as tonight, you can actually make out the lyrics in the music. IT'S A MILE AWAY!
SEE ALL THE SHINY HERE!
(Her baby Yondu -- yes, I wrote a fic with a small child version of Yondu in it, HUSH -- is the cutest thing I have ever seen. THE ENORMOUS RED EYES!)
This is one of those beautiful vids that feels like it summarises the canon -- like the ship is obviously there, you can see it all of those scenes, and the fact that Michael walks away to be with Sara doesn't reduce or distract from the Alex/Michael feels. In essence, this is how I saw the show, and it's lovely to see it in vid form.
(Vid) Arrow (17 words) by Isagel
Fandom: Prison Break
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Alexander Mahone/Michael Scofield
Characters: Michael Scofield, Alexander Mahone
Additional Tags: Video, Fanvids, Season/Series 04, Enemies to Friends, Enemies to Lovers, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Heist, Puzzles, Codes & Ciphers, Angst and Feels, Grief/Mourning, One True Pairing, True Love, Protectiveness, Redemption, Worship, Floppy hats, Self-Sacrifice, Plans, Former enemies working together, Vidukon 2017
I want you to destroy me.
Or on DW here.
I have also acquired an h/c bingo card! This is round 8, which means it's been going on for 8 years (omfg!). And I've been doing it almost every year. I think there was a year in there I didn't do it, and there have definitely been years I haven't completed a bingo (and one year I blacked out my card - though admittedly it took me 'til the amnesty period to do it), but in general, I really look forward to getting each year's card. So here is this year's.
( 2017 h/c bingo card )
“One of the things we are figuring out is have these guys been off the coast and we haven’t seen them? Are they moving inshore for a different reason?” said Sorensen.
YES AND I THINK WE KNOW WHAT THAT IS. Let me know when they reach Washington.
They're known as the "unicorn of the sea", apparently, so should clearly be claimed as a symbolic animal by you (glowing) asexual people out there.
ETA: Wikipedia just provided me with this beautiful quote:
"I have just watched the moon set in all her glory, and looked at those lesser moons, the beautiful Pyrosoma, shining like white-hot cylinders in the water" (T.H. Huxley, 1849).
This doesn't cover all the displaced families. And the flats are part of the "affordable" quota developers are frequently required to build along with the luxury flats, with the usual segregation (not being allowed access to the swimming pool etc. -- in quite a few instances, developers have created buildings where the people in the "affordable" flats have a separate entrance to the building ...), so it's a lot less "luxury" than the headline implies.
And they're being bought by the Corporation of London (as opposed to paid for out of RBKC's £274 million reserves?).
Still, it's a start.
( Pictures under the cut )
It's Alright (To Be Little Bitty) (10217 words) by Dira Sudis
Fandom: Captain America (Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers
Characters: James "Bucky" Barnes, Steve Rogers
Additional Tags: Age Play, Daddy Kink, sexual age play, Dissociation, Internalized Kink Shaming, Cuddling & Snuggling, Bedtime Stories, Hair Braiding, Light Feminization, Hurt/Comfort
Series: Part 2 of Little Bitty
Bucky and Steve have a good morning; Jemmie and Daddy have a good night.
On the drive up I was thinking about a summer exactly 20 years ago, when my family took a vacation in Acadia and Bar Harbor. I had read Stephen King's The Stand that spring and delighted in seeing signs for Ogunquit, which had featured in the book. But more so, my memory of that trip is of being lost in my imagination as I wrote part of my first really long fanfic, for the Vampire Chronicles, back before I joined any online communities (or at that time, web rings and mailing lists), when our newfangled laptop computer weighed about 10 pounds and I could curl up in the back seat of the minivan and spin any scenarios I wanted. I had written stories and fragments for years by that point, but I'll never forget the rush of liberation I felt for the first time that summer when, in writing a vignette for the Vampire Chronicles, I realized I could write whatever I wanted. That anything I wanted to happen in the story could happen, however sensual/explicit or personal or "weird" or "wrong"; it was that simple. It didn't matter how it might be perceived by others, because I didn't have to show it to others.
This week I'm taking an After Effects course for work, which I expect will also boost my vidding skills. I had visions of attempting to dabble in some fic writing in the evenings, given those geographic echoes, but life had other plans. This post comes to you from one of the campus computer labs because when I got here my laptop decided it didn't want to boot up anymore. TBD whether the school's IT team is willing and able to assist or if I'll need to make my best attempt after returning home. I did back it up about a month ago, but I'd like to at least recover the newer files, if not rescue the whole machine. (It's not my vidding machine, which is a desktop computer, if you're wondering.)
This is extra fun because it comes on the heels of another equipment failure: My apartment refrigerator quit last week. Thank goodness for friends and neighbors who were willing to host my most valuable frozen and fridge items -- at one point my meat and fish were upstairs, my cheese and yogurt across town, and my lunch ingredients at work in the next city over, heh -- and for a responsive landlady who, despite dealing with a health issue at the same time, managed to have a replacement installed within a week. Fingers crossed that I don't return home to a kitchen lake in which swim my defrosted chicken thighs.
Meanwhile, education + excellent food that I didn't have to cook + adult students from across the country + walks through the nearby coastal towns = a good start to the sort-of vacation. Yesterday we saw a groundhog/woodchuck clambering up the wooden steps to someone's deck at dusk and visited a statue of Andre the seal. I went for a swim at the local Y and discovered that despite being in the middle of nowhere, it puts my regular Y to shame. Eight 25-yard lanes instead of three 20-yarders! Actual windows! Water that tastes like water and not chlorine (which is really chlorine bound to everyone's contaminants)! Friendly lifeguards! And the workshop lodgings are country-inn lovely.
Off to dinner in a bit. Hope to check in again soon.
The attacker was wrestled to the ground by three members of the public; the imam of the mosque protected him (the terrorist who had just attacked his mosque) from the angry crowd until the police got there. That, I believe, is how you religion.
Grenfell dead/missing-presumed-dead now up to 79.
One of the dead is Khadija Saye, a young photographer on the verge of her big breakthrough with her work about to be exhibited as part of a group show at the Venice Biennale.
Here's the series being exhibited: Dwelling: in this space we breathe. Because it's astonishing, and pointing people to her art seems like a way to try to give at least one person a voice and identity as more than just a unit, one of 79.
I repeat my link to the North Kensington Law Centre's Grenfell fundraiser. They're only going to get a tiny fraction of the donations going to the big funds, but any donations are likely to have a disproportionate impact (especially because I'm guessing the large funds can't/won't be used to pay for legal stuff).
RBKC have been officially relieved of responsibility for responding to the disaster because of being so fucking useless.
The chief Breitbart London editor (also former adviser to Nigel Farage) is spreading flat-out lies about Emma Dent-Coad MP in order to try to smear her and Labour as somehow responsible for the fire, despite the fact that all of his statements are provably false.
Cities in dust (3203 words) by hypsoline
Fandom: American Gods - Neil Gaiman, American Gods (TV)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Mr. Ibis/Mr. Jacquel
Characters: Mr. Ibis, Mr. Jacquel, Bastet (Ancient Egyptian), Anubis (Ancient Egyptian), Thoth (Ancient Egyptian)
Additional Tags: Old Gods, New Gods, Old Married Couple, Ancient Egyptian Deities
An Old God, a forgotten word. ‘He is what he is’, Mr. Jacquel whispers into Mr. Ibis’ neck, on full moon nights. The lights of the modern world rob the sky of all its ancient mystery, perhaps of its Gods too. But new ones have taken their place, and thus the divinity has been passed on, not completely alienated.