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snickfic ([personal profile] snickfic) wrote2025-04-22 08:23 pm

Fandom stuff

- I signed up for [community profile] seasonsofdrabbles. Come join me! So I have someone to write for.

- After my first [community profile] hurtcomfortex idea got increasingly complicated with less and less direct h/c, I now have a new idea that is directly h/c and much simpler. Which is great, because I can tell it's going to be a long 'un. (That's why the writing period for this exchange is so long, right? Because h/c takes lots of words??) So now I have 400 words, and the deadline isn't for like six weeks! Woo!
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Lynn | Settiai ([personal profile] settiai) wrote2025-04-22 10:12 pm

Road Not Taken

I was feeling nostalgic, so I pulled up Road Not Taken and played it for a little while earlier. It took a bit to get back into the swing of things, but I started to remember some of the hidden details and combinations after a while.

It's been ages since the last time I played, and I'd forgotten just how much I love it. It's so helpful if I want to turn off my brain for a little while. I can't believe it's been over a decade since it was first released.
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mecurtin ([personal profile] mecurtin) wrote2025-04-22 10:02 pm
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Purrcy, bees

#Purrcy was both happy and regal, sitting in my seat on the sofa with the sun coming the skylight on it. See how he smiles at me in Cat!
#cats #CatsOfBluesky

Purrcy the tuxedo tabby is lightly curled on a brocade cushion, looking at the camera with ears alert, whiskers spread wide and white, eyes light green and pupils just slits. He is clearly very happy, as sunlight shines on the cushion and most of him.

Purrcy the tuxedo tabby is lightly curled on a brocade cushion, looking at the camera with ears alert, whiskers spread wide and white, eyes light green and pupils just slits. He is clearly very happy, as sunlight shines on the cushion and most of him.




I sat out on the porch to eat breakfast today, and the local hive of feral honeybees was awake, buzzing about looking for nectar. The crabapple flowers are opening, so they seem to have their timing just right. The carpenter bees were also out, inspecting the eaves. It was really good to have that 1/2 hour, even though it was so late in the morning (I had errands to run before my stomach was ready for breakfast) that I didn't see or hear any migrants.
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Olivia ([personal profile] oliviacirce) wrote2025-04-22 08:07 pm

count my hopes

This is for Earth Day, but it also now makes me think about Maybe Happy Ending, which we saw in New York last week and absolutely loved. There are some parallels, although this is not (obviously) a poem about fireflies.

I Don't Know What Will Kill Us First: The Race War or What We've Done to the Earth )
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tiggymalvern ([personal profile] tiggymalvern) wrote2025-04-21 10:16 pm
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Leaving Iceland - the trip home

Just a few photos from the day getting back home. Flying from Europe to west coast US always makes for a long day, but so often a very worthwhile day.

The good part of travelling )
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Olivia ([personal profile] oliviacirce) wrote2025-04-21 03:04 pm

the improbable lady

I'm slightly more organized this year than I have been for the last few years of National Poetry Month, which means I have some real bangers coming up in the last week of the month. But I'm starting this week here, with Saeed Jones; I saw someone describe this poem as "heartbreakingly lovely," and it really is—I've had it on my list since I first read it at poetryisnotaluxury in 2023.

In this field of thistle )
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resonant ([personal profile] resonant) wrote2025-04-21 02:38 pm
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Poetry month: For the New House by Ursula K. Le Guin

For the New House by Ursula K. Le Guin

May this house be full of kitchen smells
and shadows and toys and nests of mice
and roars of rage and waterfalls of tears
and deep sexual silences and sounds
of mysterious origin never explained
and troves and keepsakes and a lot of junk
and a flowing like a warm wind only slower
blowing the leaves of trees and books and the fish-years
of a child’s life silvery flickering
quick, quick, in the slow incessant gust
that billows out the curtains for a moment
all those years from now, ago.
May the sills and doorframes
be in blessing blest at every passing.
May the roof but not the rooms know rain.
May the windows know clearly
the branch and flower of the apple tree.
And may you be in this house
as the music is in the instrument.
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snickfic ([personal profile] snickfic) wrote2025-04-21 09:45 am

Stork Flash!

[community profile] storkswap didn't run this year, but we did get a flash exchange in its place, which tbh was exactly the right size of commitment for me personally just now. I wrote and received things!

I received:
the cradle will rock by aguntoaknifefight ([archiveofourown.org profile] swirlingvoid), Hell Hole (2024), Sofija/Teddy, 1300 words. Remember that tiny horror movie I wrote about a while back with the parasitical tentacle monster that wants to incubate in men's stomachs? I did a short canon promo in my signup, and someone WATCHED IT and wrote me post-canon fic for the very cute het ship and their very alarming monster incubation situation. I love the mix of sweetness and unease in this.

And I wrote:
old hat, new hat, Junior (1994), Alex/Diana, 700 words. Sometime after the movie, Alex is pregnant again, and he and Diana have feelings about how it's going to be different from the last time. You will unsurprised to hear that I absolutely adore this movie, and I was ecstatic to see someone request it. I liked letting them get to enjoy a pregnancy moment together that Alex had to experience alone the first time around.
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Lynn | Settiai ([personal profile] settiai) wrote2025-04-20 11:22 pm
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mecurtin ([personal profile] mecurtin) wrote2025-04-20 09:39 pm
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Two Purrcys; housework

In general Purrcy is *not* allowed on the kitchen counters. But he seemed extremely interested in the back corner here, so I let him jump up and poke around as part of his Rodent Control Officer duties. No results at this time, but Constant Vigilance! is his watchword.

Purrcy the tuxedo tabby looks back at the camera over his shoulder from where he stands in the corner between a tile wall and an uneven stone one. Plastic containers can be seen next to him. He looks quite concerned, but his eyes are a beautiful gray-green.



Purrcy jumped up on the kitchen Chair O Love and he was feeling *feisty*! He discovered a gap between the blanket & the chair, explored it, and saw that it was Good.

Purrcy the tuxedo tabby crouches on a gray-green blanket-covered chair in a kitchen, looking a little wild.

A gray-green blanket is draped across a chair. The white-furred nose of a tabby cat peaks out the bottom, whiskers spread but eyes invisible.

A close-up of Purrcy the tuxedo tabby's face as he peers out from under a gray-green blanket on a worn brown vinyl chair. Only his eyes, little pink nose, and wide-spread whiskers can be seen.

Purrcy the tuxedo tabby peeks out from where he crouches in a nook made by a gray-green blanket draped over a worn brown vinyl chair. His eyes look very large and solemn, his paws very small.



People on Bluesky were discussing a tweet by a TERF called June Slater, who posted:
These trans women. Do they ever do things like women actually do, run a home, cook, put the washer on, get the kids to school, visit relatives in care homes, budget the bills, clean the house, chauffeur kids about? You know the reality of being a woman!
One of the boggling aspects of this "thinking", to me, is the way she doesn't seem to be able to conceive of MEN cooking or taking care of children or living spaces.

Katherine Dickinson said
there’s a weird expectation of childishness in men among these women to the point it’s like these women aren’t attracted to functioning adults and it’s like two steps from Why Don’t You Take A Seat With Chris Hansen territory

And I remember things I'd read about the history of housekeeping and service work that I wrote up here, and wondered:
Compared to the US & the Continent, Brits tended to be resistant to labo(u)r-saving home tech & reliant on servants for the middle-to-upper classes right up to WW2. After the War, *huge* shock of not having servants like before, & I think maybe upper-middle/upper-class men just ...use their wives?

bcuz before the War they were certainly childishly dependent, by US standards. e.g. Gentleman's service flats, in UK, were bachelor apts with cleaning, cooking, and personal valet services provided. No equiv in US AFAIK
I looked at some stats about household work, but there's basically nothing about how the lives of upper-middle-class or richer people live in different countries.

Ach, I shall quit this now and finish my Andor re-watch, so Dirk and I can watch the new eps when they drop on Tuesday.
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Olivia ([personal profile] oliviacirce) wrote2025-04-20 06:03 pm

imp my wing

Every time I post a George Herbert poem on or around Easter I think to myself, "but what if I posted 'Easter Wings' instead?!" The problem with "Easter Wings" is that it's a pattern poem, so the way it's displayed on the page is essential, and that is very annoying to code here in a way that reads effectively. Conveniently, however, the Wikipedia entry about the poem has some images of both manuscript and early print editions, and the text of the poem can be read at Poetry Foundation. So for Easter, go read "Easter Wings," if you care to, and feel some type of way!

And here's a bonus poem, because I was reading through The Temple (it's devotional poetry season) and I really love this one. I missed a day earlier in the month, so I think we can double up on Herbert—it has been a few years.

Is there in truth no beautie? )
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Alethia ([personal profile] alethia) wrote2025-04-19 10:18 pm
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The Pitt Fic: Bring Me to Life (Abbot/Robby, NC-17)

Full-time job writing The Pitt fic, that's me!

Bring Me to Life (6021 words) by Alethia
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: The Pitt (TV)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Jack Abbot/Michael "Robby" Robinavitch
Characters: Jack Abbot (The Pitt), Michael "Robby" Robinavitch
Additional Tags: Season/Series 01, Post-Season/Series 01, Episode Related, Complicated Relationships, Developing Relationship, Feelings, Porn, boys getting pissy with each other, jack talks him through it, In several ways, did i mention the porn
Summary:

"I want to be alone, Jack," Robby said, short and sharp and pissy.

Fucking great. Apparently in the 45 minutes since Jack had last seen him, Robby had gone from devastation to anger. This would be fun.

"It's nice to want things," he drawled, deliberately light. "I wanted to walk out of Iraq on my own two feet, but hey. No plan survives contact with the enemy and all that."

Robby turned then, looking at him over the top of the couch, face drawn, eyes dark in the low lights. "Yeah? You my enemy?"

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beccaelizabeth ([personal profile] beccaelizabeth) wrote2025-04-20 02:24 am
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Doctor Who: Lux

That was quite good :-)
I recommend watching it without spoilers. I think it would have been better if I had not forgotten what time it was and looked on tumblr before viewing. I think the first watch version where it is all Surprise Twists would be even better than the version Oh It's That Bit Cool.
It seemed clever and fun and Doctor Who.

I do not have very detailed thoughts on it this week. I woke up in the middle of my sleep because the food delivery slots were odd this week. I am thinking mostly that more sleep might be quite nice.
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Olivia ([personal profile] oliviacirce) wrote2025-04-19 05:08 pm

define life

Every single one of Terrance Hayes' American Sonnets for My Past and Future Assassin is absolutely fucking stellar. I posted one last year, and I'm posting another one this year, but I really recommend the whole book. I like posting sonnets with other sonnets because I love looking at all the things the form can do. Sonnets are magic!! Hayes' sonnet (which I'm posting for today) also directly references the Rilke sonnet I'm posting as a make-up poem for April 16. And if you've been around here at basically any point in the past 18 (?!?!) years of poetry posts, you know I love poetry in conversation with other poetry.

You must change your life )

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You must change your life )