I searched around for a backup version of I Robot … You Jane, but wasn’t turning anything up on my laptop or my storage devices. I could’t find it in my e-mails but then I did a search through my e-mails, instead of just looking for it in my Fiction folder, and lo, there it was. Not only did I find a copy, but I found a copy of version 2! Up until then I wasn’t even sure I’d written version 2.
I don’t know if I’ll post it as-is, but I am so much further along than I’d thought I was just a half-hour ago. *does happy dance*
I've been trying to put some things together for those two comics due to exchanges - some things related to Ao3 exchanges are easier when the fandoms have an actual category on the site. There's this annoying situation where, if the fandom doesn't have any work for it yet, then if you're posting to an exchange collection, the fandom won't be appear in the collection's fandoms list until someone on Ao3 creates a category for it. And then YiH and SmT have the issue that they both have a character with the same first and last name, and in situations like that, exchange posting is easier when they're already disambiguated behind the scenes, because then the names can appear properly in the drop-down. ...So. Yes. Poetry it is, then. For now.
Today was nice. So mild! +1C! I'm not looking forward to how muddy everything is going to be tomorrow, but it was great to go outside, with only my autumn coat, and without a hat or scarf or gloves. Oh man. Felt so good. I can hardly wait until I can stop carting all of this winter gear around for "just in case" situations - even now, you never know when it'll snow.
There have been assessments of my region's status with regard to what kind of shape we'll be in for the upcoming forest fire season*. The amount of snow we got this winter was 53 percent of the average. Hello, global warming, not-so-nice to see you. Anyway, that part is mildly worrying. But, you know, there's the part about how the Beast burnt up a whole load of the forest last year, so between that and the controlled burning that happened this winter, we're probably going to be okay.
...I know it isn't even April yet, but I wish we could skip straight to June, please. May is going to be a very hard month for all of us here.
Anyway, my mate Gray linked me to a compilation of 40 minutes of Mongolian folk metal by 2 different bands, and it's pretty groovy. Check it out. (Well, technically it's 3 bands, but Ego Fall only has one song in this playlist.) I think I like the songs by Tengger Cavalry the best, especially "Horsemen" in particular. Definitely going to have to look up more of their stuff later.
Oh, another neat thing: sparklingdali posted a rec list of Czech and Slovak movies set during the Protectorate, which is of course relevant to my interests (even if it's such a depressing subject) and oh mannn, I want to watch all of these. Going to have to hunt them down. Our tastes do align in a lot of ways, so I expect I'll like most of them (or, well, be stirred by them, at least. Considering the topic and all. Not exactly happy film-watching, here). …a pátý jezdec je Strach/And the Fifth Horseman is Fear has been on my to-watch for ages, but most of these other ones, I haven't heard of them. Per the recommendation, I'll probably watch the new, recent, non-Czech Anthropoid before tackling Atentát, the old Czech interpretation of that operation. Other than that, no idea which one I'll watch first.
I've heard some very good things about Czechoslovak cinema, though not a lot of specific things, so viewing the older films will probably be very interesting... Unfortunately, at this point, the only Czechoslovak film I've seen was Kladivo na čarodějnice/Witchhammer, which I had a lot of mixed feelings about. I think I would have appreciated it more if I'd looked up the background beforehand, because while I did understand that the witch trial setting was an allegory for/response to communism, I didn't realize that the film was made only a couple of years after the Prague Spring, and that this was one of the specific things it was responding to. No surprise, then, that the film was banned in Czechoslovakia almost immediately after it was released.
While I'm on the subject, if there are any Central/Eastern European films that you guys like, I'd love to hear about them. Any country/time period/genre, it's all good. I need more CE/EE stuff on my to-watch list in general.
...Anyway. Ugh, I've got a long week ahead of me. Will I go to sleep at a reasonable time? Who knows!
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(this section is light this week because I'm getting it up late.)
Trump campaign has been under investigation since July
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called my other senator
called my representative
called my governor
called my state reps
sent and email/letter/postcard/fax
donated money to a cause
went to an in person activist group
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went to a protest
signed up for daily alerts
took care of myself
not a US citizen but worked in solidarity in my own community
did something else
committed to action in the coming week
We interrupt your regularly scheduled programming for some fanfic. This is supposed to be a movie review blog, but it’s my platform and I’ll ___ if I want to.
Fandom: Babylon 5.
Genre: Slashfic, crackfic.
Pairing: Londo/Vir (couldn’t find any with this pairing, hence Rule 35).
Warnings: Lovecraftian Centauri loving, master/slave-ish.
Spoilers: Set before S1, but relies on knowledge of the show.
Ambassador Londo Mollari took a sip of his Centauri Sunrise.
“Not bad. Not Centauri, but not bad.”
“It’s an Earth cocktail,” Vir helpfully piped up. The withering glance Londo shot back said ‘no shit.’ As he settled in at Babylon 5, Londo spent his evenings trying out all the cocktails available at the bar, alcohol being the only thing that really interested him about foreign cultures.
“So I hear you’re the new Centauri Ambassador,” a loutish voice blurted from the next table. The ambassador glanced over to see a clearly inebriated Narn. Choosing not to reply, he took another sip of his drink.
“I hear,” the inebriate continued, “You were last in line for the position.”
That jibe hurt, but Londo only commented to Vir: “The diversity of this place has its downsides, no?”
For a few moments the Narn fell silent, as the rest of the bar babbled away.
“Still, it’s appropriate,” the Narn piped up. “An impotent man representing an impotent people.”
Londo finally stood and advanced, leading both Vir and the Narn to rise. Ever the mediator, Vir stood between Londo and his provoker, placing a firm hand on Londo’s torso. “Don’t do this!” And in a quieter tone, “You know it’s a bad look!”
Londo stopped. For a moment Vir thought he had calmed the situation, but then seeing his master’s expression, he realised he was touching… an appendage. The tentacle stirred. Vir quickly moved his hand away and apologised. The Narn stood firm, ready for a fight, clearly not understanding the changed situation.
Londo blurted “Enough”, finished his drink in one swig, and made for the door. Vir sighed in relief before chasing after him.
“Coward,” the Narn bellowed. Londo stopped, and the bar fell silent. The ambassador turned and replied that it was better to be a coward than a… slur against the Narn. Glad to get a rise out of his interlocutor, the Centauri ambassador finally departed with as much dignity as he could muster.
Back in his quarters, Londo demanded that his assistant pour a Brivari. He did not intend to let that inferior creature ruin his night.
“What are we celebrating?” Vir asked, very properly referring to Brivari’s status as a celebratory drink.
“Who cares. My appointment. Pour.” Londo, as usual, was anything but proper – the celebration of his appointment had already passed.
Vir complied, however. “I was hoping to pick up a mistress tonight,” Londo commented as Vir poured the drink. “Still, the night is young.”
“Will you go out again?” Vir asked, capping the bottle.
“Would you like me to arrange…”
A little perplexed, Vir turned towards Londo, and crossed the room to hand him the drink.
“Thank you, Vir,” Londo drawled, then: “Now. What you did to me in the bar,” and Vir tensed, “I did not mind.” A moment of silence. “I did not mind at all.”
Vir was unsure how to respond. In case there was any ambiguity, Londo took Vir’s hand in his, and placed it on his own torso. Vir again felt Londo’s firm member. He recognised the look on his master’s face, from the many times he had chosen a mistress for the night.
Vir moved his hand, and felt Londo stiffen further. Both men smiled slightly, sharing a certain sense of audacity.
After taking a sip of the Brivari, Londo handed it back to Vir. Seeing Vir’s uncertainty, he nodded, indicating it was okay to drink.
Hand trembling slightly, Vir raised the drink to his lips. Filling his mouth, the Brivari burned.
“Do not swallow,” Londo demanded. Yet again Vir was confused, but he complied, and the two remained still for a moment. Then Londo planted his lips on Vir’s, and as Vir opened his mouth to accept his master’s tongue, the Brivari burn comingled between their mouths.
Both swallowed and pulled back, then Londo retrieved the glass and placed it on a nearby table. He began unbuttoning his vest, allowing his purple tendrils to slink out.
“Sit,” he requested.
Another baffled moment. Vir looked around, sighting the only chair on the opposite side of the room, and began to move in that direction. “No,” Londo grabbed his arm. “Sit. Here,” then added as a half-hearted afterthought: “If you like.”
Vir turned back, then Londo’s meaning dawned on him, flashing back to a Centauri equivalent of the Kama Sutra – Londo was requesting that Vir sit on him. “Ah!” Vir eagerly, if awkwardly, took his pants off, as Londo continued to free his anatomy of his tight-fitting vest. Finally, with one man naked above the waist and one naked below, the assistant wrapped his legs around the master.
Londo stroked one of his own tendrils with a sleazy smile, as Vir stroked another, and a third found its way onto his face, rubbing his cheek then entering his mouth. Londo’s remaining three tendrils wrapped themselves around his assistant’s back, and began to explore his ass.
After some gentle exploration, one tendril finally shot into Vir’s anus. His body stiffened and he cried out, before sighing in pleasure. They kissed again, as Londo slowly moved the tendril in and out. Now all Londo’s tendrils wrapped themselves around Vir’s back, guiding the push-and-pull.
Vir grunted with each push. Two more tendrils shoved in – too much! – he violently bit Londo’s lip, exchanging pain for pain.
Each withdrew, locking gazes. “Just one, please, three is…” “Too much.” With a sleeve, Vir apologetically wiped a spot of blood from his master’s lip, and Londo grimaced, suppressing violent urges. A single tendril returned to Vir’s ass, as the others wrapped themselves around the rest of his body.
Londo’s fucking grew harder, as their eyes remained locked together. Vir began panting, then shut his mouth, pants becoming grunts, grunts becoming deeper. Body tensing, he pressed his hands against Londo’s shoulders and looked to the heavens.
Londo’s tentacles snapped rigidly outwards, except the one inside Vir. After a few frozen moments, Londo let out an otherworldly shriek and his tentacles began swinging around wildly, spraying Vir’s back a mixture of pink, purple and green. Once the show was over, Vir slumped unceremoniously onto Londo’s chest, and the tentacles fell limply skew-whiff. The master placed a comforting hand on his assistant’s back, tracing patterns in the multi-colour coating, and finished his Brivari at a leisurely pace.
Anyway, some wingfic:
Auspices (4748 words) by Snickfic
Fandom: Hockey RPF
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Sidney Crosby/Evgeni Malkin
Characters: Sidney Crosby, Evgeni Malkin, Marc-Andre Fleury, Jordan Staal
Additional Tags: Wingfic, Coming of Age
“You can see the future,” Sid said when he cornered Geno after practice the next day.
Geno shrugged. “Not me. Birds see. I only watch them. Most stuff they don’t tell me, anyway.”
“Yeah, but, I mean—” Sid pulled up, lost for words. “Geno.”
Meanwhile, last week I asked for prompts and got linked to this photo, which resulted in some brief fluffy Rusty/Dales.
Don't Trust Anyone Over Thirty (945 words) by Snickfic
Fandom: Hockey RPF
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Trevor Daley/Bryan Rust
Characters: Trevor Daley, Bryan Rust
Additional Tags: Skinny Dipping, Kissing, Pittsburgh Penguins
He realizes with some surprise that he’s come to the last fire anybody’s bothered to build, and that Dales is sitting by it, and that, biggest surprise of all, Dales is alone. “Isn’t the party supposed to be where you’re at?” Bryan asked, dropping onto one of the railroad ties circling the fire.
Earthquake rattles Darwin after striking 600km away in Banda Sea by Xavier La Canna (ABC Radio Darwin, Northern Territory)
A magnitude 5.3 earthquake in the Banda Sea rattled Darwin at about 4.44am (ACST), but isn't likely to have caused much damage.
Is Australia on the brink of becoming a completely cashless society? by Michael Edwards (ABC AM, Australia)
It's rumoured Australia could become a cashless society as early as 2020, with the Reserve Bank's roll-out of the NPP (New Payment Platform) happening today looking to be a big step in the process.
Study shows fibre supplements could be used as asthma treatment by Justine Kearney (ABC Australia)
A small preliminary study (with a sample group of 17 asthmatics) has had encouraging results with the use of soluble fibre supplements as a way of treating or controlling asthma. The researchers involved are now looking to broaden their study to a much wider sample group.
So there's my three for the day. If you've found an article in your news feed about what went right, why not share it in the comments to boost the signal?
Then, twice this month, I've eaten at restaurants that serve shrimp, and ended up with a milder version of my shrimp symptoms. Once was when I was in Nashville. I can only figure I consumed trace amounts of shrimp. Probably not food poisoning: I've had food poisoning, twice, and it was waaay worse than my shrimp symptoms. And my 'ate at restaurants' symptoms were in turn milder than my shrimp symptoms. So I'm guessing that's what it was. Also, getting mild food poisoned at two different restaurants (one Mexican, one Indian) in one month has got to be pretty unlikely.
So now I can't eat at restaurants?! Or rather, I can, but it's Russian roulette with my digestive system. It's not like the pistachios, where if I keep eating them I expect it will get worse and worse until my throat swells up and I die. And I haven't had *any* issues with pistachio cross-contamination in 6 years, so until further notice, I'm not carrying an epipen or anything.
But now this shrimp allergy is starting to affect my ability to eat other things! It's one of those situation where I could probably tell the server I had food allergies, but they can't promise there'll be no cross-contamination (the first restaurant at which this happened actually had a sign saying they do their best but they can't make guarantees).
Anyway, I have a doctor's appointment on Thursday, and I may mention it, although I doubt they can do anything but test me and get confirmation.
The good news is that I have experimented with other shellfish and seem to be fine. It's just the shrimp.
2) I have a doctor's appointment on Thursday because my back has plateaued, and my attempts to compensate have been leading to problems with other muscles: shoulder, neck, upper arm, side, upper chest. I would like a referral to an orthopedist.
3) The most important medical news is, 6 months after I last took birth control, I can safely say I have had exactly zero migraines. Hallelujah, they were a side effect and not some random new form of torture my body decided to inflict on me once a month! I have been holding out on saying this with any kind of confidence in case my body decided we were going to go a couple months without one, as it often did. But I think we're safe.
No more migraines! Hysterectomies rule!
Well, this isn't the beginning, really. We've been at this for a while. Hello, hello! Good to be back as your host again for the last week of the month. What have you been doing?
— Thinking. Maybe a little, maybe a lot.
— Planning and / or researching.
— Sending things to the beta.
— Relaxing, taking a break, etc.
— Other stuff-ing. Look at the comment.
And a good question for a Sunday: What are you gearing up to do with your writing as the new week begins (and the end of the month approaches)? How are those goals looking at this point?