I am very excited to once again bring you the ficathon featuring our favorite witch, Willow Rosenberg. This is my on-going attempt to try to get more Willow-centric stories written. So pick your favorite pairing and sign up to help spread the Willow love.
Sign ups: September 24, 2017 - October 7, 2017
Assignments Sent Out: October 8, 2017
Stories Due: December 17, 2017
You can view the rules here.
You can read the prompts and sign up here.
While the Ficathon is being hosted on LiveJournal, you do not need an LJ account to participate. You can sign up (comment) as Anonymous and give your fandom name in the form.
Let’s keep the Willow love going across multiple platforms!
Please pimp far and wide.
Ten thousand flowers in spring, the moon in autumn By Wu Men Hui-k'ai
(1183 - 1260)
English version by Stephen Mitchell
Ten thousand flowers in spring, the moon in autumn,
a cool breeze in summer, snow in winter.
If your mind isn’t clouded by unnecessary things,
this is the best season of your life.
Disclaimer: BtVS and all related characters are copyright of Joss Whedon and ME. The Walking Dead and all related characters are copyright of Robert Kirkman, Image Comics and AMC. No infringement intended.
Summary: Buffy’s outing with Aiden goes about as well as expected—which isn’t at all. Part of the 'nature always wins' series.
( don't put the blame on her )
not_primetime || letter || assignment + treat || gift
rarepairfest || letter || assignment || gift
multifandomdrabble || assignment + treat || gift + treat 1 + treat 2 + treat 3 + treat 4 + treat 5 + treat 6
Every time I see an adult on a bicycle, I no longer despair for the future of the human race. -H.G. Wells
He paused, frowning at the large puddle of water he was making on the red rubber mat before looking up and letting out a sigh. Once again, It was apparently going to be one of those days.
Ivan tapped his black closed umbrella twice against on the rug then walked up to the cashier desk.
And it's with mixed feelings. Because I loved season 3 to little pieces, and that fucking ending simply won't leave me alone. So this will get long and not entirely coherent as I try to piece together what The Return and Fire Walk With Me and all that it seems to do, before I try to let it sit for a while and then do a rewatch.
( The past dictates the future )
So I’m going to attempt to challenge myself. I located a random word generator (via a handy-dandy Google search) and it provided me with these 12 words. Over the next 12 weeks I’m going to tackle one a week and write story/scene/chapter inspired by these words. I’m going to go in the order the words were presented to me (no skipping).
Please feel free to join in my madness.
- PWP / smut
- feelings / introspection
- missing scenes / codas
- in-character dialog makes my heart race
- het or m/m, even minor/background (unless present in canon)
- illegal drugs (inc. marijuana)
- animal abuse / death
- alpha / beta / omega and bestiality
- bodily fluids (kink and non-kink)
- pregnancy & kid-fic
- first person POV
- out of character characters
- Alicia Fox
- Charlotte Flair
- Naomi Knight
- Sasha Banks
- Bella Hartley
- Charlotte Watsford
- Cleo Sertori
- Emma Gilbert
- Miriam Kent
- Rikki Chadwick
As you can see, I'm a huge fan of femslash! Hopefully, these prompts gave you an idea of what sort of stuff I like. Oh, and happy Halloween! <3
I thought it would be funny to reuse Victor Hugo's chapter titles. This is set during Bargaining, so... nope, not funny. More like point-of-viewy and character-study-ish, with lots of angsty puns and no action.
I have a nagging feeling that a few thoughts in there are something I've read in fic. So if you see me rehashing you, oops, please take it as a compliment that your fic is in my headcanon.
Feedback is like pancakes (only better, because I wouldn't actually eat pancakes... but I would eat feedback).
Warning: the reason for the rating is a v. fuzzy, brief reference to the tower scene in Bargaining pt. 2 -- so, suicidal ideation?
Characters: Scooby ensemble
( Words are here )
made for Round 12 over at redheads20in20 (LJ). Enjoy!
( 20 (or more) shades of red... )
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Cool Hand Luke. Pat Garrett & Billy the Kid. Alien. Escape From New York. Red Dawn. Paris, Texas. Repo Man. (Seriously, Repo Man.) Pretty In Pink. Last Temptation of Christ. Wild At Heart. The Straight Story. INLAND EMPIRE. Big Love. The Avengers. Seven Psychopaths. And just a second ago, Twin Peaks. And even in the movies you didn't remember, you'd remember his bit.
Plus a fantastic singer and possibly just the coolest man on the silver screen in the last 50 years. For years, whenver anyone asked me my favourite actor, I'd always say Harry Dean Stanton. Pretty much nobody could ever argue with it.
Thanks, man. You did good.
It started off with a dream I had. I had acquired a new cat, and for some reason I was taking the cat somewhere by car and my mother was driving. We were on a dual carriageway, going at about 60mph, and the driver's side window was open. Somehow, the cat - that wasn't in a carrier or on a leash or anything - managed to climb out of the window, walked across the car roof and then leapt off into the road - and oncoming traffic.
The impossibility of the dream wasn't the problem. The events of the dream upset me so much that I woke up in a state of high anxiety, and the day went downhill from there.
(I actually woke up to Lily nuzzling my knee, because she has the ability to tell when I'm sleepwalking/sleeptalking/having something that could become a night terror and wakes me up from them without traumatising me further. Which is a nice way to wake up, at least.)
So after I woke up I was anxious and distressed, which ended up combining into depression that I couldn't shake no matter what I tried. So eventually, feeling tearful and desperate and generally miserable enough that I was contemplating bad things, I did what I've been told to do in the past when I'm like this and called the mental health centre and asked to speak to the Duty Professional.
When I got to speak to him, it was a guy who had run an Anxiety and Depression group I took part in at the beginning of the year, which at least meant he knew me... but unfortunately he was also not exactly full of practical and helpful advice and energy. I explained how I was feeling and what I had tried to do, how it was making me feel worse, and his main piece of advice was to "do things that I liked doing". Which is something I had thought of myself, to be honest. He also didn't even know if I was on a waiting list for CBT or any other sort of psychological therapy, because of course with my care co-ordinator still being off sick (and now it's looking like she's not coming back at all) no-one knows what's going on with me at all. Which is another reason I'm feeling depressed and abandoned by just about everyone. So he said he'd look into that for me, and that was about it.
So I went into town and bought yarn and donuts. Which did at least help my mood a little.
But it rained on and off the whole time and I got caught in a couple of downpours, and then when it came time to get the bus home... the bus couldn't go the full route because there'd been a major accident on the road leading to my stop, so the bus couldn't get there. So I ended up with an extra 15 minute walk (in the rain) to get home. But I did see a rainbow and the walk was mostly downhill rather than the uphill struggle it would have been if I'd gotten a different bus.
Since then I've been watching Twitch.tv, making a start on a cardigan with the new yarn (here) - the yarn is a lovely colour and was quite cheap when I saw it in the shop, but now that I'm using it I'm discovering that it's a bit fiddly to work front and back post crochet stitches with. Hopefully this is something that will clear up as I get used to it - and eating donuts. If I had my way I'd not leave the house tomorrow, but I've got to go to the PDSA to pick up Lily's prescription, so I'll just have to try to be efficient with it.
Warnings: Character Death(s), Graphic depiction of violence, mention of rape (of a female character) and of implied underage rape (of a male character), Period-typical racism, sexism and homophobia
Not betaed at the moment, and still in progress. I will add chapters and fix those already posted as I get them back from my lovely beta sherylyn.
Bloody climate change.
I've been trying to catch up on my sleep and energy levels these past few days, which means I still haven't gone to see The Dark Tower as I had vaguely planned for this week. Instead, I've been playing quite a fair bit of XCOM 2 (even though I've not finished the first one yet). Still just as bad at base management and multi-tasking, but the ability to customise my soldiers and kit them out in full Mad Max gear more than makes up for it. Which is why my troops now include Imperator Furiosa, Max Rocketansky, Natasha Romanov and Jason Voorhees (he came wearing a hockey mask and became a Ranger, and one-shots people with a throwing axe. What other name could I have given him?). As for the game, I'm getting through it by degrees and a surprisingly low amount of save-scumming (saved for moments such as when a Viper gets a lucky crit and one-shots someone, for example).
Also today, while I was out getting the cat food so Lily and Callie don't eat me in my sleep, I ended up wandering into PC World and buying a microphone in the next step towards making those videos I keep theorycrafting. It seems to be a pretty good mic - USB, has a stand, volume and mute controls, supposedly noise-cancelling from certain angles, and a good deal cheaper than the other "pro" microphones in the store, which were all around £120, while this one was only £35. So now I have one less reason to keep putting this thing off, because even £35 is not to be sneezed at. I'll try to test it out this weekend.