nishatalitha: image: lots of ladybirds crawling up fencepost.  white rope is wrapped twice around top of fencepost (Changling 103 (horns and music))
I am looking for two fics.

One of them is a Supernatural one. I think it's gen, but I don't guarantee it. I also think a rec for it turned up on my flist in the last year, but again, I don't guarantee it. I'm fairly sure I read it this year, since I don't think I was into the fandom beforehand.

In it, Sam and Dean are staying in a new suburban subdivision which, for some reason, is haunted. Anyway, stuff happens and they find out that the reason this new subdivision is haunted is because there's the body of a child (presumably walled up alive) in one drywall or under the hearthstone in every house in this subdivision. Since they can't cope with all the ghosts or deal with all the bodies, as they can't exactly bash down every house in the exact same place, they scarper and Sam calls the police and the scandal breaks, thanks to an anonymous tip. I remember it because there was commentry about the creepiness of Thomas Kinkade paintings either at the rec or around the same time.

The other is a BtVS fic wherein Giles gets sucked into Looking Glass world and has to find his way home again and kill the demon who has taken his place. He's lead about by some cats, who can only walk the mirror paths if they were born in the mirror, even though it's really dangerous there.

You would think that with such obvious things about these fics they'd be easy to google, but no. Any help would be greatly appreciated.

And my laser mouse is sticking again and it's really annoying.
nishatalitha: image: lots of ladybirds crawling up fencepost.  white rope is wrapped twice around top of fencepost (Lace & Steel complete series)
It's ten past eleven, and I haven't updated for about two weeks, so I shall ramble. There will be much on roleplaying; read or do not read as you please.

Lace & Steel and other roleplaying thoughts )

I think a random dude tried to pick me up at the busstop after work drinks on Friday night. I have to admit, this was when I was waiting for the 8.20pm bus, and I was more than slightly inebriated, thanks to the above work drinks, and quite a few glasses of a very nice sav. So he introduced himself, and I introduced myself, and because I was didn't feel like reading on the bus, we chatted until he got off at Kelburn. I mentioned roleplaying as a deterrant see-what-you-make-of-this kinda thing, and he said he used to roleplay, so I mentioned Kapcon and NZRag, and talked a lot about writing LARPS. I think I scared the crazy downstairs neighbour lady who was sitting behind me on the bus, though. For some reason, I can't bring myself to care.

I have Pear, Cardamon and Sultana cake in the oven. It is my entry for the Bake-Off at work, and while I'm sure it will turn out really well, and look great, and all that, I'm also starting to angst about whether or not it will turn out well enough, and maybe I should have tried doing minature fruit pies instead or mocha cupcakes instead or something. It should be cooked soon, then I glaze it with honey, wait twenty minutes, take it out of the tin, set it to cool, and then I can go to bed.

When I've been home today, until I finished it, I've been reading Two Household IV by MadMartha, a Harry/Ron novel length fic. It's very good, very well written, not very smutty, but the main thing I really like about this series is the way that she expands on wizarding culture in a way that I don't know if JK would like, but that kinda fits in with what I understand of social history in the upper classes, and from what I understand of general wizarding behaviour. It's beautifully written, and most of the traditions make sense, and not always in a these-wizards-are-crazy sort of way.

When it comes to reading fic, I talk a lot about the slash, and about the smut, and the porn, and yet, those things aren't what I primarily read fic for. I read a lot of fic for the same things that I seek in published novels - good editing, writing, good plot, length. Perferably in that combination. I've just found, and this is probably thanks to HP being my first major fandom, that it's a lot harder to find all of the above in het fics. You have to search through a lot more dross to get something mildly entertaining. And dammit, if I've read through a characters torturous relationship, then I want to get the smut payout at the end. I'm a sucker for angst with a happy ending. I like happily ever afters, even if they're completely unrealistic.

...I might go and reread The God-Eaters, which isn't fanfiction, but is really really good, and I read it for the plot and the writing more than anything. One day, I might get it printed out and bound.
nishatalitha: image: lots of ladybirds crawling up fencepost.  white rope is wrapped twice around top of fencepost (Play Collin (Friendly Hostility))
Occasionally, over the past few years, I've wished in the vaguest of ways that I was more heavily involved in fandom. However, I've had that desire completely knocked out of me, and I am quite happy that the only fandom I am involved in as fandom is Lois McMaster Bujold, and that primarily in the form of a mailing list. I have never been so glad as I am now that I was only ever involved in fandom for the fic and the slash. And it's all because of this. I only caught the very beginning; the first Cassandra Claire plargarism debacle and the move to Fiction Alley and Schnoogle. I had no idea all this was going on, and it's scarily fascinating and disturbing.

I had the delightful experience yesterday of finding that my workmate F. not only knows but likes Era, the group I keep mentioning here, with each comment on them falling into the black hole of the internet. I've invited her over for dinner on Saturday, and since she mentioned liking Emma Shapplin, whom I am also rather fond of as an artist, amd Sarah Brightman (I like her in Phantom of the Opera), I thought she might appreciate some music videos I have of them. I said: "Era." She said: "Ameno?"*

Have been cleaning, both in preparation for F's visit, and to make it easier to tidy when my parents are down in three weeks. If I sweep the ceilings and dust thoroughly now, there'll be less to do then.

Must go start dinner soon, or at least finish defrosting the meat, since [livejournal.com profile] maudlinrose and I are going to Serenity tonight. The tickets are sitting on my desk. I also need to rescue my necklaces from behind my dressing table, since the nifty display I just made fell down. Something stronger than bluetac should work... EDIT: Ended up using a strip of gold satin I had lying around and drawing pins. It's not stretchy, so the effect is much the same. And then I did the same for my solid bracelets on a different piece of fabric.

*One of their tracks for which I have the music video.
nishatalitha: image: lots of ladybirds crawling up fencepost.  white rope is wrapped twice around top of fencepost (Eagle Nebula)
For the [livejournal.com profile] bujold_fic ficathon. I am never ever planning to write Bujold fic again. It's too hard.

Title: Cattilara and the Demon
Author: [livejournal.com profile] nishatalitha
Recipiant: [livejournal.com profile] silver05
Rating: PG
Notes: Silver05 wondered what was in the letter Iselle wrote to Bergon in The Curse of Chalion. Unfortunately, Iselle stayed stubbornly silent on that matter, but Silver05 also suggested that a story from Lady Cattilara and/or her demon's perspective would be interesting, and Cattilara was much more obliging. Thanks to my flatmate, C, and [livejournal.com profile] quietann for the beta.
Spoilers: Paladin of Souls

Cattilara and the Demon )
nishatalitha: image: lots of ladybirds crawling up fencepost.  white rope is wrapped twice around top of fencepost (Moving bouncy)
I'm currently sequeeing because [livejournal.com profile] cesperanza recced my Atlantis, baby SGA fic on a 10 things she likes about the SGA fandom at #4. The last line, the one I wrote the story for. I've written one SGA fic, and in a fandom full of crack, it's a deathfic. I agree with a lot of her recs - the story ones, anyhow. Haven't downloaded the vids yet.

We lit the fire for the first time this weekend. It draws really well, and I'm the firelighter, apparently. All that practice with my parents woodburner is paying off. The basic principle of how it's laid out is the same. You just need to remember to check on it more regularly than a woodburner. But it works, and it's really neat.

Lace & Steel was very cool tonight, as Robert was finally rescued in a daring infilitration mission by Sebastian, with help from Esmerelda (planning) and myself (finances), and Dominici (support). I'm really looking forward to seeing how much decorum Isthian is going to lose when she sees him for the first time. How much will depend on how public it is, I guess, and how he's presented. Yay! *does happy dance* But it feels like we've actually accomplished something, and it's really good.

Also, I don't work tomorrow, which means I have a lot to do in the afternoon, but I can still sleep in and vaccum and the like. Earthdawn tomorrow night, and I'm looking forward to it, if only so that Maree will stop trying to be the center of attention in my head. I have a lot of characters, and rpg ones don't usually end up being story ones. Maree, because she's the most cheerful character I think I've ever had, wanders. Which is okay, but kinda weird. It's not as bad as Isthian wanting to be in the Firefly universe. Thank goodness I talked her out of that.

Played in Guild Council on Saturday night. It was lots of fun, and the team who organised it clearly put a lot of work into it. I'm not sure what they vaguely thought the end result might be, but at the end of the evening, the Terrans and the Jerali had allied together against the rest of the Guilds, and all the Terrans present were on the assassination list of the Shadow Guild. Also, I inadvertantly bought plague (the common cold) to Guildspace.

One of the things I found really fun was being infected by a mindleech. The person who did it was initially planning to give me a ring, and make me wear that, but I cleverly hadn't worn any rings that evening, and made up some cock and bull story about only ever wearing one to symbolise marriage. I was the Terran Anthropologist, and none of the Guilds knew anything about us, so it might have worked. I thought it was clever, anyhow. Alas, I was overpowered, and infected, and it was heaps of fun, trying for two sets of goals. I was almost disappointed when the leech was killed. Still, that was one of the things that made me much more agreeable to the alliance - I was rather suspicious of them beforehand.

End conclusion from the Terran Captain was that since all Guildspace members were descended from a colony ship sent out from Terra several thousand years ago, they were all subject to Terran law, and therefore we could just waltz in and pick up where we left off. Terra had the armada to do so.

This has ended up being a roleplaying post, which I didn't initially intend it to be, but oh well.

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