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V-gifts, a kitteh in your lap kneading your sweater, and the realization that you still have cocoa in your cupboard is great for helping you get through a Monday. *^__^*

Title: Distorted History
Author: angelqueen04
Rating: PG
Warnings: genderbender
Spoilers: N/a
Summary: Everyone knows the legends.
Notes: Written for the Merlin Fic Battle. The original prompt was girl!Merlin/Arthur: the legends got it so terribly wrong.

Distorted History

but ends up sick himself? It is an older story...medium length.

I remember almost all the details, except of course, the title and author.

Carson Teyla and Rodney on way to stargate from a village during snowstorm when Carson falls thru the ice into freezing water. Rodney rescues him, and they find shelter under tree while storm is raging. Teyla burns arm in fire, Rodney starts getting sick too, and it turns out he was infected with something from an item he was examining in village. Ronon and John find them and take them back to village for care, and it is not a McShep, but Rodney whumping, which is just as good.

thank you, good people, in advance.

Beating of teh ded horse:

Men and women can be just friends. They can platonically enjoy a cup of coffee together. Really.
The military is fucking stupid.
Family probably = leading cause of suicide somewhere.

/das beating

Played with my lj again. One of these days I'm going to remember that I'm not artistic and that trying make my lj look pretty is a lesson in frustration...or stubbornness. Haven't figured it out yet. Oh, well.

Taking Latin via military. I've discovered I'm doing all right so far...except when "Ii" comes into the equation. *snarls*

And now I should actually do something, like work on giftmas fics and the such. *coughs*

Title: The Thought That Counts
Rating: PG
Warnings/Spoilers: Mentions of character death
Summary: Merlin keeps up the traditions of Ealdor, even if he no longer has a reason to go back there.
Word Count: 797
A/N: For Day 7: the traditions we keep at merlinadvent

(Because, you know, why would men give each other flowers?)

Title: Reunited.
Pairing(s): Arthur/Merlin.
Warnings: No. Well, I have no beta, so maybe random errors, but nothing more.
Spoiler(s): Naw, it's an AU.
Word count: 850
Rating: G
Summary: AU, reincarnation. Merlin is losing his sight and is getting a guide dog, and so Arthur will need to remember and find Merlin himself, rather than the way it usually is.
Author's Notes: Look! I'm back! I know, I'm sorry. Really, I am. But someone posted a comment last time asking if I had thought about writing something else where Merlin is blind. I hadn't, but went away and thought about it and came up with this. And so I'm back, with more fluff from my head. I just can't stop my imagination at the moment, I really can't. Also, I suck at titles. Sorry.


"That name is kind of ironic for me."

TITLE: ENCHANTED Chapter 3: Compromising Positions
AUTHOR: thecheekydragon
PAIRING: MxA
RATING: Gonna go with PG-13 for this one
WARNINGS/SPOILERS: None really
DISCLAIMER: As always, keep in mind the usual ‘small print’ stuff
SUMMARY: On their way back from their trip to Hillenshire, Arthur and Merlin encounter a storm and must take refuge at an inn; they find themselves in compromising positions as they spend the night in a small room together.
WORD COUNT: 2400
A/N: Alternating POV; this chapter is the beginning of the more intense stuff; humour.

Would love some comments!

( Chapter 3: Compromising Positions )

Chapter 1 and Chapter 2 can be found @ my LJ - http://thecheekydragon.livejournal.com/

Title: After
Characters: Scotty/Chekov
Rating: PG
Word Count: 390
Warnings: None.
Summary: The ship has been attacked, and Pavel is hurt.
Notes: For the prompt: Scotty, Chekov - Can you hear me now?

( After )


Title: Language
Characters: Chekov/Sulu
Rating: G
Word Count: 228
Warnings: None.
Summary: Hikaru knows the language of flowers.
Notes: For the prompt: Sulu, Author's Choice - Say it with flowers

( Language )


Title: The Thing Is
Characters: Chekov/Sulu
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 216
Warnings: None.
Summary: He's not going to do this.
Notes: For the prompt: Author's Choice - Melts in your mouth, not in your hand

( The Thing Is )

Rodney is a child who was abused, locked in basement. He was let out and sent to school, but his twin brother was kept down there, and Rodney came back from college to break him out, but they were caught and sent to foster care (being 16). Their mother goes on trial for child abuse; their step-father knew nothing about it. Carson Beckett is their foster brother.

ETA: Twice Over by Kat Reitz and Perryvic.

There is a similar story at the same site by Kat Reitz and Tzigane, called His Brother's Keeper

Thank you, cookiemom6067

I'm worldbuilding a post-apocalyptic society, but the problem I'm having is that I'm figuring out how badly an area would be affected 40-60 years later when they aren’t actually in the blast zone. Say, if there's a nuclear strike on the east coast (circa now), how would California fare in the next two generations? (I *can* nuke LA as well, if necessary, but would very much prefer not to. I want the emphasis on society, not fallout.) Specifically, an area in central California – I'm working with Bakersfield and Fresno as the possible north/south end points.

Now, there's a bit of handwavey SF stuff going on that will affect this, but basically I'm trying to figure out a logical way that society would break down into smaller pieces and build itself up again within my desired timeframe. I want it to be just at the point where some local governments are banding together and the biggest one is asserting itself as the overarching government for that area. I can play with the variables all I want – there can be setbacks ranging from pandemics to famine years to the cities (including Bako and Fresno) destroying themselves in riots to looters coming out into the rural areas – but I need it to seem logical that at THIS time, everything is seemingly coming together. I can stretch it out to three generations if possible, but really don't want to go beyond that, as I want there to be at least a few survivors who remember the Old Days.

What I also want is for this geographical area to be as self-sustaining as possible (this is for essential plot reasons) – it doesn't have to be grandiose, but food and supplies and energy sources need to be available, fertility rates need to be at a suitable level, and they need some kind of transportation. (Horses? This is partly ranch country, after all.) How many people would be required to create this kind of society? How large an area can reasonably hold itself together in this manner? Oh, and I need guns, which means being able to make bullets after the existing stocks run out....

This is basically the iceberg – 90% of it will be underwater but I need to know it's there or I can't build the story on top of it. Any suggestions/advice gratefully accepted.

Where I've already looked: some homesteading and survivalist websites, but the emphasis there tends to be on what to stock up on now (I'll keep looking). Some useful sites I've found include Bombshock: http://www.bombshock.com/ and this post theorizing a nuclear attack on Washington DC: http://www.freerepublic.com/focus/news/1429926/posts and this one on post-apocalyptic pandemics: http://recessional.dreamwidth.org/41902.html and I think I might need to order the Paladin Press backstock....

Thanks!

I've been doing some searching for "symptoms of hysteria," "Victorian hysteria in women," and the like, and while I've seen multiple mentions of a list containing "75 pages of possible symptoms," I have yet to find any list of significant length that describes these symptoms. All I'm finding is the Wikipedia article and the articles that were copypasted to make the Wikipedia article. Help me out?

I want specifically symptoms as described in the Victorian (pre-Freud or co-current with his work) era, not the modern hysteria that a few rather sketchy self-diagnosis websites describe.

Yesterday I attempted to make split pea soup. Lessons I have learned:

1. Use less water; the soup came out okay, but it's not as thick as I would have liked.
2. Use less ham - I put in a ham shank, which came out really yummy, but the soup has a very strong ham flavor. Next time I think I'll try using ham hocks instead.

Most of the soup is now in the freezer, with enough left out for dinner tonight for me and Morgan. If we try it tonight and it's truly awful, well, it was an experiment.

Next one I want to try is lentil and sausage soup. There's a really easy recipe in How to Cook Everything I want to try. I'm in a soup mood lately; I think it's the bloody cold temperatures outside. Brrrr.

Also on the agenda for this week is making beef stock, because I want to make vegetable beef barley soup maybe this weekend and I need beef stock for that, and the stuff you buy in the store has way too much sodium (even for me, with my insanely low blood pressure). For those of you who are more kitchen-inclined than me, do you need to roast the bones first?

So, Smutyanka is living up to her namesake again.  (Smutyanka is “female troublemaker” in Russian)

We did a lot of work on her last week and replaced the air filter, put on the new carburetor flanges and heat blocks, and replaced the torn fuel line.  Our plan was to take her to Crossroads Cycles this week to get the carbs balanced, now that they are firmly attached, and with that and her inspection, she should be good to go for regular riding.

No dice.

We tried to start her up on Friday and got nothing.  I couldn’t even really hear the engine trying to turn over, which usually means something is very wrong.  We headed over to the Soviet Steeds forum, and folks advised that when we drained the tank, we probably pulled some gunk into the petcock, and to take it off and clean it.  We did that, and there was indeed a little bit of gunk (especially blocking the reserve tank hole), and then re-attached it.  It still won’t start up.  The fuel flow now seems fine, but in the process of looking at all that stuff, we realized that our throttle cables are barely hanging on, and are literally hanging out of the throttle assembly on the right handgrip.  Back to the boards!

This is starting to get really frustrating for both of us.  We enjoyed getting to work on the bike and learn about motorcycle maintenance, but we have had the bike for three months and have driven it for only around an hour and a half, total ride time.

So, we’re thinking of selling Smutyanka and buying a brand new Ural Patrol T, sometime in the next couple months, once Marc starts his USIS job.

There are a few reasons for this:

1. The Patrol T comes factory painted in the original Soviet army green/brown.  While we have photographic documentation of black, civilian sidecar bikes being requisitioned for military use, using Smutyanka in her current color configuration makes her stand out at events, and might draw some “farb!” remarks, even though it’s not.
2. The Patrol T has 2WD.  For city driving it’s not an issue, but both of us really want to do some offroading with our Ural, and Smutyanka’s seemingly brittle condition and 1WD make that a little more difficult (though not impossible).  2WD would also allow us to drive in the snow, which would be nice.
3. With a fresh, brand new bike, it would be easier to diagnose problems.  Right now we’re stuck in a cycle in which we fix one thing, only to realize that it was just a symptom of something else that has been broken the whole tine.  With a new bike, you have a fresh starting point, so it’s easier to know when something is wrong.
4. Quite frankly, we’re not really in a good position to be doing major work on a motorcycle right now.  If we were living in a house, with a garage, it might be another story, but it’s very difficult to do any major work on a motorcycle when all you have is an apartment parking lot.
5. Urals now come with a 3(?) year factory warranty, and we live only two hours away from a dealer.  We can continue to do the minor stuff ourselves, but it’s nice to know that if something really goes wrong, we can get it fixed for free for a couple years.
6. The biggest of all:  even if we got Smutyanka running well, neither of us would trust her to be anything more than a “fun around town” vehicle.  I wouldn’t trust her to get me to work, and we would have to trailer her to all reenactments we took her to, however close.  A brand new Ural is reliable enough to be used as a daily commuter, and then it truly could be our second vehicle.  Marc wants to get a new car, but he would prefer to wait a little longer to replace his, and having a Ural that works might be a good stopgap.

We haven’t made up our minds yet, or even really discussed it all that much, but the topic has been brought up for discussion a couple times.  It wouldn’t be for a couple months yet, but it’s a possibility.

Originally published at Travels with Smutka. You can comment here or there.

TITLE: Cellmate (9/?)
PAIRING: Merlin/Arthur
RATING: NC-17
WORDS: This part is 4600
GENRE: Modern AU
DISCLAIMER: I own nothing.

SUMMARY: Merlin Emrys is dead. No really. He's just called the most powerful prisoner in jail a prat. A prat he happens to be cellmates with. Cue fireworks.

Previous Chapters

Update: Chapter 9

Title: Take Me Home Tonight
Fandom: Star Trek XI
Pairing: Uhura/Gaila
Rating: NC-17
Summary: “Don’t,” she says, voice going dark. “You wanna go there. Come on, let’s go there.”
Word Count: ~4,000
Warnings: none

Written for the lovely meiou_set.

Title is from The Smiths' "There Is A Light That Never Goes Out", which I find a little pathetic myself. At least it's not Abba's "Knowing Me, Knowing You".

The air is thick and heavy with the heat and sweat of too many bodies.

not sure if I can get this to work... made a wallpaper a while ago and didn't share..













also was playing with dolls...

This isn't really a slashy video, just some scenes thrown together (without a plot. Sorry!). And it's my second video ever, so please excuse any noob-ness. :)
Change Will Come
SONG: "(Coffee's For Closers)" © to Fall Out Boy
Naruto characters © Masashi Kishimoto
CLIPS: © to all their respective owners.
This FMV is made for fun and not for profit; all creative rights to the music and images belong to their original creators.

Really cool green science, actually. First, some wizards at M.I.T. have figured out a way, using existing tech and infrastructure, to generate electricity using natural gas with pretty much no CO₂ emission.

Second, Boeing-Spectralab has broken the 40% barrier in solar-cell efficiency.

Oh, and, Virgin Atlantic's SpaceShipTwo is just about ready for commercial space flight.

Any new green tech we should know about? Or else, cool science photos or videos? Link 'em up.

ETA: SpaceShipTwo, and adding a < sub > tag.

Title: Invictus
Author: igrockspock
Characters: Pike, Number One
Rating: PG
Summary: She'd let him die to save his crew. Just not today.
Notes: for "the question you have to ask yourself...is do you feel lucky today?" at where_no_woman's drabbling on the silver screen. Cleaned up and slightly altered for posting here.

One lifts her head and peers cautiously over the rocky opening of the cave. The bodies of six soldiers are strewn across the sand, each with a neat black hole on the left side of their chests.

Title: These Boots Were Made for Walking (not)
Author: mauled_down
Fandom: Merlin
Pairing: Arthur/Merlin
Rating: NC17 (OK, probably a Hard R)
Disclaimer: I don’t own nothing apart from my perverted imagination. Even the laptop I wrote this with belongs to the good people of Mastercard.
Summary: Merlin doesn’t fancy Arthur and over-polishes his boots.
Warnings: Bad Humor. I mean really BAD. I don’t know what came over me.
A/N: This is for micolerose. I hope she approves.

“Merlin? If you shine those boots any further you might wear them out.”

Title : The New Hokage
Summary : After months spent in mission, a newly-joined ANBU Iruka returned only to find his EX-lover turned to be .... the NEW HOKAGE?
Pairing : KakaIru

Chapter 1 : http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4980258/1/The_New_Hokage

NEW! Chapter 14 : http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4980258/14/The_New_Hokage

Enjoy!!! =D [DON'T FORGET TO READ MY AUTHOR'S NOTE IN CH 14!!)

- Izky

download: http://www.4shared.com/file/156980591/5fdfdc30/96_Quite_Bitter_Beings.html

title: All this faithfulness
author: curiouslyfic
pairing: Sulu/Kirk/Sulu
rating: NC-17
w/c: 3,266
disclaimer: Not mine. No profit here.
a/n: Title lifted from Viva La Union's Evil Twin without permission. Beta by enkanowen .
summary: In theory, if having one Hikaru is awesome, two will be awesome squared. Reality blows that to hell.
warning: ( there is a warning on this smut )

Title: Aehallh
Rating: PG-13
Characters: Mandana (Nero's wife), cameo by Spock Prime
Word Count: 770
Prompt: Mandana & Spock Prime, angst
Warnings: Mild gore, character death (canon)
Summary: She should have known better than to put faith in a Vulcan.
Disclaimer: All recognizable characters and places belong to their logical and respective owners. I make no profit from this.
Author's Note: The title (as found on this site) is a Romulan word meaning nightmare, monster, or ghost; it's also defined as the image or idea of a person, as opposed to their true self.

Aehallh, or the day the world went away

What is this, I have lj gifts somehow.

YOU GUYS ♥♥♥♥;;;;;;;;

I don't have an appropriately dere enough icon for this. 8(

SUCCESS!
Because these posts tend to be so short, I have decided to skip cutting. Unless I have a lot to say in a particular week, I'll continue leaving them as-is.

Word Count: 3609
Subjects: Original

Excerpt: You know how they say when a cat lives to be a certain age, its tail splits into two, and it becomes a totally different creature? It becomes a demon that can make the dead dance and bow to its whims. There's a faster way to do this, though, and bind the resultant creature to you. Take a black cat that is exactly three months old and not a second older or younger, and tie a ribbon around its neck. Red is the traditional color. Tie the other end of that ribbon to your wrist and lift it up. Let the cat hang. As it goes through its death throes, be careful not to let it scratch you; then you'll have to start all over. While it dies, exactly as its last breath leaves its body, be sure to look straight into its eyes. Say its name (its *true* name, mind you, the one that is so difficult to get out of cats--they're secretive bastards, worse than even foxes, and don't let anyone tell you otherwise) as it fades.

If you did it right, the cat will start to squirm again after it dies. You can let it go at this point. In fact, it's better that you do, because cats don't like to be held like that, and it's a lot more powerful than it used to be. So let it go, and if it tries to attack you, use its name to keep it in its place. That's how you'll command it for the rest of your life, by using its true name. Raise the dead to torment your enemies! Create an army to conquer your village with! Make certain that the guest lists at your parties are always full! Isn't that nice? They have so many uses!

Thoughts: Given that it's The first week after NaNo, I would say that's not too bad! I wrote half of it Monday (for the final NaNo push) and half of it today, so I'm not too concerned. THINGS IN MY LIFE have been going on, so we'll have to see where my productivity goes, but at least for now, I will continue trucking on. \o/;;

Title: Train Wreck [WIP]
Author: Ryan, 1bacchanalian
Rating: NC17
Warnings: Futurefic, AU, OOC, Drug/Alcohol abuse, Religion
Disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING.
Summary: This is that MerlinIsARockStarWithSeriousIssues!fic that has no legitimate relationship to canon. Yeah. I know. WTF am I doing.

You could do better, you could do better, you could be the greatest man in the world... - Say Anything

Title: Five Things Ayel Remembers About Rura Penthe
Writer: celebros
Written for barrowjane on trek_exchange
Rating: R for violence and non-explicit sex, including rape
Pairings: Nero/Ayel, Ayel/Mandana, Nero/Ayel/Mandana
Disclaimer: Not mine.
(Mods: can we get a Nero/Ayel/Mandana tag, and possibly an Ayel/Mandana?)

( Sometimes Nero is the one to pull Ayel from the depths. )

While your mod in the Midwest awaits the first big snow of the season, we posted warm and fuzzy gifts at go_exchange tonight! Don't forget to brush with extra flouride after viewing these!

A Secret Writer gives to winged_sandals, Socks, and Other Troublesome Things, a perfectly adorable explanation for a minor frustration. (Aziraphale and Crowley, gen, G)

A Secret Artist gives to steadfast, You're Glowing, Angel, a breathtaking work of heartwarming schmoop. (Aziraphale/Crowley, G)

Enjoy, and remember, feedback feeds back.

Title: No Way Out
Rating: PG
Summary: Kakashi just won't take No for an answer
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Two posts in a row. I'm having waay too much fun right now