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delicacies and cats
10/9/17 15:49This NYT photo essay on wagashi is cracking me up -- elegant portraits of sweets with cats:
Sweets as Poignant as Poetry
Sweets as Poignant as Poetry
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!
12/7/08 11:29Woke up with a plotbunny. A vicious plotbunny. A plotbunny that's not going to leave me alone until I depict Remus Lupin collaborating with Sawa Nagisa on a script that then sends Iwaki and Katou to a drama festival in Kentucky --
*cries*![[insanejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/ij-userinfo.gif)
snapelike, what have you done to me? *wails*
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I have also just been molested by the most aggressively affectionate cafe cat I've ever met. Moggies do tend to like me, but I've never encountered one that climbed onto my chest and then repeatedly headbutted my chin as the BYM hastily rescued my Cubano. It can't be a BPAL reaction, I didn't put any on today...
*cries*
snapelike, what have you done to me? *wails*---
I have also just been molested by the most aggressively affectionate cafe cat I've ever met. Moggies do tend to like me, but I've never encountered one that climbed onto my chest and then repeatedly headbutted my chin as the BYM hastily rescued my Cubano. It can't be a BPAL reaction, I didn't put any on today...
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(1) drachenmina's An Unpleasant Man at the Bellona Club (drabble with LP, Bunter, and Snape...)
(2)drachenmina's An Inconvenient Affliction. Author's summary: "Harry’s been kicked out by Severus and is having to share Ron and Hermione’s spare bed with Crookshanks. Who gets Kneazle Flu. Can things get any worse? Oh yes." Ribbons's reaction: It's NC-17 Snarry, which I know some of you would normally avoid like the plague, but I feel compelled to point out that Harry's of age, there's non-sickening Hermione/Ron, there's mention of Bagpuss, and that the author knows cats. Oh, does she know cats. Put beverages out of range of keyboard before reading.
(3) It has been a hell of a week - one of these years, I hope to get my shit together enough to stop feeling like I haven't managed to get my shit together since, well, ever...
...but it is also absolutely impossible to feeling sorry for myself for more than a few moments at a time, considering the myriad blessings in my life -- including a surprise package in Monday's mail that contained...
...a necklace featuring the Whomping Willow. With a Snape quotation, no less. Made by the utterly, unbelievably fabulouswesternredcedar. (I almost titled this post "From tree to shining tree..." *eg*) I feel like I've somehow won some sort of cosmic bingo for OTP-indulgence I didn't even know I was playing - I can snuggle the pendant up to my squid when I'm not wearing it, and when I feel like celebrating my other OTP, there's a Remus-keytag marginaliana made it can nestle with.
And I can also go revisit the other treasures written and drawn and translated for me, or inhale a scent, or brew some tea, or reread cards and letters, or fondle feathers, beads, and ribbons -- I have such clever, crafty, comforting, generous friends. I am so utterly grateful that you are in my life. It's not the things in themselves, fun and hilarious and charming as they are - they wouldn't matter one bit if they weren't infused with how you are fun and feisty and thought-provoking and thoughtful. And because they are and because you are, my life is rich beyond measure.
drachenmina's An Unpleasant Man at the Bellona Club (drabble with LP, Bunter, and Snape...)(2)
drachenmina's An Inconvenient Affliction. Author's summary: "Harry’s been kicked out by Severus and is having to share Ron and Hermione’s spare bed with Crookshanks. Who gets Kneazle Flu. Can things get any worse? Oh yes." Ribbons's reaction: It's NC-17 Snarry, which I know some of you would normally avoid like the plague, but I feel compelled to point out that Harry's of age, there's non-sickening Hermione/Ron, there's mention of Bagpuss, and that the author knows cats. Oh, does she know cats. Put beverages out of range of keyboard before reading.(3) It has been a hell of a week - one of these years, I hope to get my shit together enough to stop feeling like I haven't managed to get my shit together since, well, ever...
...but it is also absolutely impossible to feeling sorry for myself for more than a few moments at a time, considering the myriad blessings in my life -- including a surprise package in Monday's mail that contained...
...a necklace featuring the Whomping Willow. With a Snape quotation, no less. Made by the utterly, unbelievably fabulous
westernredcedar. (I almost titled this post "From tree to shining tree..." *eg*) I feel like I've somehow won some sort of cosmic bingo for OTP-indulgence I didn't even know I was playing - I can snuggle the pendant up to my squid when I'm not wearing it, and when I feel like celebrating my other OTP, there's a Remus-keytag marginaliana made it can nestle with. And I can also go revisit the other treasures written and drawn and translated for me, or inhale a scent, or brew some tea, or reread cards and letters, or fondle feathers, beads, and ribbons -- I have such clever, crafty, comforting, generous friends. I am so utterly grateful that you are in my life. It's not the things in themselves, fun and hilarious and charming as they are - they wouldn't matter one bit if they weren't infused with how you are fun and feisty and thought-provoking and thoughtful. And because they are and because you are, my life is rich beyond measure.
new ficlet / recs
16/1/08 14:59I've posted a new Snape/Lupin ficlet, Wax, at the lupin-snape comm.
Nineveh has posted a fresh Wimsey slashlet of utter wrongness. Think Yorkshire.
A very quick rec from the bookmarks stash:
Title: And went for a walk in the wide, wide world [title from The Poky Little Puppy]
Author: emiime
Pairing: Percy/Harry
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 9207
Summary: No one ever said it would be easy sharing an office with the Boy Who Lived—or sharing a life with his namesake.
Ribbons's reaction: Engaging characterizations of Percy and Harry. Percy's actions as a first-time puppy-owner ring true. (It doesn't hurt that I'm rereading this on a dreary day where my first action was to clean up after my own dog...)
Nineveh has posted a fresh Wimsey slashlet of utter wrongness. Think Yorkshire.
A very quick rec from the bookmarks stash:
Title: And went for a walk in the wide, wide world [title from The Poky Little Puppy]
Author: emiime
Pairing: Percy/Harry
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 9207
Summary: No one ever said it would be easy sharing an office with the Boy Who Lived—or sharing a life with his namesake.
Ribbons's reaction: Engaging characterizations of Percy and Harry. Percy's actions as a first-time puppy-owner ring true. (It doesn't hurt that I'm rereading this on a dreary day where my first action was to clean up after my own dog...)
I've two poems ("Present" and "Punk Mermaids") in [GROWLING SOFTLY], a chapbook available from Blood Pudding Press. Each copy is hand-crafted and one of a kind.
The other poets featured include Jill Alexander Essbaum, whose "On Reading Poorly Transcribed Erotica" is one of the funniest poems I've ever read. [She'll also have work in The Bedside Guide to No Tell Motel - Second Floor, as will I.]
Back to [GROWLING SOFTLY]: The publisher-designer is holding a Halloween sale, with each copy only $4 (domestic US shipping included) until midnight on October 31. (Standard price is $7.)
"The Cat is investigating the mysterious cavities between the joists of the flooring, with a view to getting nailed down under the floor, if possible..."
The other poets featured include Jill Alexander Essbaum, whose "On Reading Poorly Transcribed Erotica" is one of the funniest poems I've ever read. [She'll also have work in The Bedside Guide to No Tell Motel - Second Floor, as will I.]
Back to [GROWLING SOFTLY]: The publisher-designer is holding a Halloween sale, with each copy only $4 (domestic US shipping included) until midnight on October 31. (Standard price is $7.)
"The Cat is investigating the mysterious cavities between the joists of the flooring, with a view to getting nailed down under the floor, if possible..."
- - Dorothy L. Sayers to Victor Gollancz (her publisher), explaining why she hasn't finished the short stories he's been waiting on, 11 August 1928
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First, bestest birthday wishes to the incomparable and inspiring gmonkey42 -- may it be your most fabulous year yet! In your honor:
Title: A Type of Happy Return
Rating: G
Era: Post-DH
Characters: Lockhart, Lupin, and...
Words: 100
( Remus Lupin had never expected... )
Quick recs:
"Ctorres" wrote a Whomping Willow/Mrs. Norris drabble for me earlier this year. I came across it tonight while hunting for something else and am delighted all over again.
pixychelle's The Scribbling Lark and the Blackthorn Tree [Neville/Luna, 13K -- I barely have attention for 130 words these days, but as with the rest of Chelle's oeuvre, this fic is so, so worth it. And while the whole blessed thing is wonderful, those of you familiar with my tastes will recognise the moment I shot from general "yay, Pixy-fic!" happiness into High Flail of Out of Left Field Glee. :-) ]
[Speaking of field and flail, the baseball playoffs are upon us and I fully expect the Cubs to come up with some new way toshred my heart into so many peanut-sized fragments spectacularly not make it to the World Series yet again. Chicago baseball teams constitute my anti-fluff fandom, come to think of it -- who needs fantasy angst when there's MLB standings?]
Five Small Victories for Professor Remus J. Lupin, bymagnetic_pole. Maggie writes wise, witty fics with sly humor and sometimes hints of Snupin. This paragraph in particular is a gem:
And now it's time for me to finish my shot of sake and slide into my own bed, even though a part of me wants to continue cooking my Howl-o-ween bunny, which seems to have grown a third ear. Which is also true of the two fics actually ahead of it in the queue. *flummoxed*
gmonkey42 -- may it be your most fabulous year yet! In your honor:Title: A Type of Happy Return
Rating: G
Era: Post-DH
Characters: Lockhart, Lupin, and...
Words: 100
( Remus Lupin had never expected... )
Quick recs:
"Ctorres" wrote a Whomping Willow/Mrs. Norris drabble for me earlier this year. I came across it tonight while hunting for something else and am delighted all over again.
pixychelle's The Scribbling Lark and the Blackthorn Tree [Neville/Luna, 13K -- I barely have attention for 130 words these days, but as with the rest of Chelle's oeuvre, this fic is so, so worth it. And while the whole blessed thing is wonderful, those of you familiar with my tastes will recognise the moment I shot from general "yay, Pixy-fic!" happiness into High Flail of Out of Left Field Glee. :-) ][Speaking of field and flail, the baseball playoffs are upon us and I fully expect the Cubs to come up with some new way to
Five Small Victories for Professor Remus J. Lupin, by
magnetic_pole. Maggie writes wise, witty fics with sly humor and sometimes hints of Snupin. This paragraph in particular is a gem:
Victory the second: His boggart had not turned into an entire classroom full of skeptical, reluctant students, as he feared, but a harmless silver orb he could vanish with a flick of his wand. Remus Lupin has conquered silver orbs every month of his life for as long as he can remember, and he's relieved to discover that even his subconscious agrees that the students are less threatening.
And now it's time for me to finish my shot of sake and slide into my own bed, even though a part of me wants to continue cooking my Howl-o-ween bunny, which seems to have grown a third ear. Which is also true of the two fics actually ahead of it in the queue. *flummoxed*
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