Between Friends

Title: Lit
Author: faynia
Pairing: Gen; Gwen & Morgana
Word Count: 150
Warning: Minor Spoilers from 2x08
Rating: G
Prompt: adventdrabbles day 1 and merlinadvent day 1: using the prompt "The woman of Camelot!"

Lit

I hate family holidays. It's not as bad as it used to be. There isn't a mind numbing soul obliterating anxiety about them anymore as there used to be. There's just a dull ache of worry and some slight stomach tremors. Really the worst bit was that I thought I'd probably never have to go to a shin dig like this again. I would go one day, I just would never have to.

I didn't want to talk about where I'd been what I'd been doing and how I was. I'm better but not so well that I can always talk about Zac or Wyoming or what was a fairy tale life that while childish and unsustainable was also beautiful. I just can't talk about it especially with people who don't get it and no one in my family gets it.

Instead I gave short answers and listened to long unending diatribes of how awesome everyone else is. I was glad they were well but I could have done without the jabs at where they were compared to me. I sincerely hope I never did that to them or anyone else, though my successes are so few and far between, I'm sure I've had little opportunity to knock some else further down that way.

In particular my cousin, who works at Fenway went on and on about how boring but glamorous her job was, how much she hated living at home (though she does nothing there but sleep and hang out), and how wonderful her parties and nights out were. I wanted her to be successful. I was prepared to hear about her success and joy so it didn't even sting that much when she kept slighting me and where I was or discarding some of the work I have to do like chores and house upkeep and whatnot.

What did sting was to find out later that her job at Fenway pays $9/hr she works no more than 30hrs a week and she doesn't get benefits. She'd sat there and scorned my retail work as less and demeaning when we make the same hourly rate, I work full time and my job gives me benefits. I don't have an hours commute by public transportation to pay for or anything.

In other more pleasant news my bro got a letter from Mass Maritime and we think it might be his acceptance *hopefully*. I've got to wait for him to come home and open it but I'm super hopeful for him. It's very exciting.

Also, they've finally corrected the comp and literacy portions of the mtels, I should finally have results and hopefully a license on the 9th. Maybe I've be able to pick up some second term work or start vigorously looking for the fall. I'm apprehensive and excited. I don't know what I'll do if this doesn't work and my parents feel strongly I'll need several other back up plans that I'm not sure how to approach but I'll have to figure something out soon I guess.

...errr. Anyone enjoying the holiday weekend enough to want to do some beta work for me? You need a break from eggnog and Christmas shopping, riiight? *puppy dog eyes*

These are the things wot I might need a teensy bit of help with:

1. a Kirk/Spock
2. a Remus/Sirius
3. a Sheldon/Leonard

Umm, so these are all for fests, except #3, so I can't give tons of details, but they're like, not at all scary, really. Nothing terribly squicky or sad or scary or anything. I can e-mail you details if you wants them.

Also, there is something that I am midway through writing (well. Not midway. but started, at least) and could use some cheerleading help on. If anyone is extra specially helpful, and wants to have capslocky chat conversations with me. Because capslock is love, and you know, I just need someone to help me focus on ficcage instead of pumpkin cheesecake.

Pleeeeeease? I will <3 you forever!

:D


This is seriously the only way to summarize how I'm feeling right now. Can't lie about it.

Title: Venus' Nipples
Author: faynia
Prompt: #305 (first prompt) by marguerite_26
Rating: PG-13
Pairing(s): Harry/Draco
Summary: When Private Investigator Harry Potter is hired to investigate the strange behaviour of his client's wife, he stumbles into the last person he expected to find.
Warnings: n/a
Word Count: 10,000
Author's Notes: Oh mods, how I love thee, let me count the ways. Without you, and your patience and gentle (and encouraging) prods, I might never have finished this thing. ♥!

And a special thank you to both leemarchais and aislinntlc for taking the time to read through this and point out my many flaws. You're both the greatest!



Venus' Nipples is now posted over at hd_career_fair!

GUYS, LOOK, IT GOT POSTED. FINALLY. Awesome.

IT IS ONLY TWO MONTHS BEYOND THE DUE DATE. ONE MONTH SINCE THE END OF THE FEST. BUT YOU KNOW WHAT? IT IS DONE!

I FINISHED THE HELL OUT OF THAT hd_career_fair FIC, AND IT IS DONE. EDITED AND SPARKLY AND DONE.

:D



The capslock was necessary. Sorry.

*points to shiny new icon* Yeah, about that...

51,000+ WORDS AND DONE!

This is the THIRD time I've finished NaNoWriMo, and OMGWTFBBQ WHERE THE HELL DID THIS COME FROM. I am super high on adrenaline, it's almost six in the morning, I've been up all night, and um, by the way, HAPPY THANKSGIVING!

Let's hope I get 6 hours of sleep before I have to get up and cook, y/y? xD

(Yes, I'm a bit of a nutter right now.)

Because I have been baking a lot lately (and am still baking for Thanksgiving, currently, as we speak), and have not had a lot of sleep, and have had a lot of caffeine, and need to come up with ways to amuse myself, such as creating silly polls

Because I have been baking a lot lately, and have been wondering about the ways in which other people bake, and thinking about food in general, because food is good

And because I am procrastinating on writing, because I cannot and will not manage to write anything coherent for NaNo or any other story, when I am this sleep-deprived:

( I present to you, dear flist, the following poll )

I need help! I plan on writing a grand and glorious teacher!au fic for Merlin. My question is this: what is the hierarchy in the school staff in public education in the UK?

For example in public education in the US we have: support staff, special education, general education teachers, vice principal, principal, superintendent and other administrators, school board and upward into the state and national government.

I have attempted Googlefu to no good results.

Anyone know?

Lots of love,
Me

Title: In The Rhythm Of Loving You
By: Bridget McKennitt
Pairing: RPS - Jared Padalecki/Jensen Ackles
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 1297
Challenge: supernatural100's prompt spring
Contains: No warnings in as far I know that can't be extrapolated from the header itself. Cheerleader!Jensen, Geek!Jared
Disclaimer: Any real person, location, or organization mentioned in the story below own themselves. This is only a fictional story meant for entertainment and not intended for profit or believing the real people mentioned are like this in real life.
Author's Notes: Set a few days after Jared proposes to Jensen. Part of the Moving At Lightspeed Into Eternity verse. Masterpost with chronological order here.

In The Rhythm Of Loving You

I don't like football, except for the lulz factor that comes from men in lots of padding falling all over the place, but in this case, I wholeheartedly approve of what they're trying to sell to me!

It's me, doing things and having culture and stuff!
that is the entrance to Jones Hall from the underground parking garage that spans the underbelly of the entire Theater District. Cool art, for an underground lair. :D

Brahms was excellent. Mahler was odd. It was a great night.

When I write a check out to pay for a car repair I always feel grateful, because eight years ago I would have held out my credit card and prayed I could afford the payment next month.

After reading through the metafandom links about tags and warnings (which, by the way, are not the same thing), I feel like I should make a post to help my flist out.

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