I have written and rewritten these first couple sentences quite a lot, but they all basically boil down to the fact I am sad, and in an effort not to be as sad, I am re-posting some conversations I've had with other people that made me laugh, and actually still do. I mean, ideally they also make other people laugh, but honestly, these are mostly ( Read more... )

Another trope meme prompt that grew rampantly out of comment-length. More FF7 fic.

( Say Yes to the Dress )

Last week's weather made me think spring was just around the corner, and then it sucker-punched me in the kidney with snow and ice yesterday. Uncool, February. Very uncool. I have not the brain power for actually making a real post. Let's just throw some stuff all up in here and leave the real postings for later.

( Two conversations on technological developments in the confessional booth, and parkour/dangerous shit to try as related to hockey and FF7. Also some crap on how I end up titling stories. )

I was in Pittsburgh this past weekend to visit Soranokumo before she takes off for Japan. (Man, Pittsburgh and Los Angeles. Pretty much the two most opposite cities I could have visited in a month.) I had a lovely time under the stellar hospitality of both her and the Mews, and will get around to recapping it later this week, along with LA and all ( Read more... )

And lo, there was fic. Extremely specialized fic that I think has taken over the title of weirdest crossover in my own writing. Given that that particular crown was previously resting with my Dobby/Gollum matchup, I am vaguely pleased and a little concerned.

( Walking Contradiction )

Kicked in the dick by the world yet again-- we had some massive rainstorms yesterday, and two weeks after installing new carpet, my living room and basement inexplicably flood. (Which I found out about by my painters calling me and saying, "Hey, uh, did you know most of your downstairs is kind of wet?") So, tomorrow I'll argue with my insurance ( Read more... )

I spent the entire day sprawled around the pool, recovering from yesterday, with the occasional break for dim sum and barbecue, so instead of an entry where I talk about something, I'm going to just post some WsIP. Two from swimming, two from FFVII.

( Swimming: Untitled, Jason Lezak and Michael Phelps gen, with a side order of Alain Bernard )

A drabble for 2metaldog, who asked for Something about Tseng and Reno? They look so wonderfully wrong together from the "Name something you think I won't write" meme.

It's sort of a fun meme, even if I do think dev_chieftain's ideas will give me an aneurysm.

( Damage Control )

In stuff not related to my life! You know, this has been a growing file for a couple of months, and we hit a reasonable number to stop at the other night, so. It's a sort of companion piece to 229 Things Sephiroth Never Expected To Say On The Phone.

As always, twigcollins came up with the really good ones.

( 111 Messages Left On Tseng's Answering Machine )

Like, sometimes I write stuff. The first half of this was posted as a WIP last December, I think.

You know, just about the only thing I hate more than trying to think up titles is trying to approximate ratings. I guess this one falls somewhere between PG-13 and R, probably closer to R.

( How to Succeed in Sexual Blackmail Without Really Trying )