misachan: (on the other side)
I was going to wait to post about Walking Dead until I had some more [livejournal.com profile] sncross_bigbang words so I could throw the word count meter up there too, but I CANNOT.

Scattered, not so coherent reactions: )
misachan: (chibi dean/cas)
And the [livejournal.com profile] super_disney fic is finished! Done! Crossed off the list! (well, not done, done, you all know what I mean.) End word count clocked in at just over 18K (Jesus). For a challenge with a 1500 word minimum. Because my brain.

But now I can move on to siccing hellhounds on the White Collar crew (mwahahaha!) and whittling that monster outline down. How many words will that one wind up? Who knows? Certainly not me, because God knows I can never tell. *throws up hands*

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I posted my [livejournal.com profile] jimmybigbang story yesterday! *throws confetti* The bones of this story had been sitting on my hard drive for so long now that I thought it would wind up being one of those stories I always thought I'd like to write but never actually would, so it felt so good to get it out there. And people are saying nice things! Posting something long is always just that tiny extra level of nerve wracking because there's that gap between posting and the first comment, just long enough for it to start crawling around in your brain before you sit yourself down and remind yourself, "Oh right, people actually have to read it first." And then you feel silly.

I've perhaps said too much.:)

Anyway, that people like it makes me want to hug the world because I think Jimmy Novak is a superhero and I wanted to write something so everyone else could see that too. (I love his family in general. I've written three generations of Novaks now, since I had his dad show up in Semper Fi.)

(And if you don't want to read it, it's cool! But please at least tell [livejournal.com profile] lennymechs how pretty the art is, because I love it and I want the whole world to love it too.)

*hugs world*

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How Once Upon a Time made me clap like a seal. )

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The Walking Dead, or otherwise known as the OH GOD LORI, JUST STOP show )
misachan: (Lex drinking)
I'm behind on the fanfic meme, but hey, let's do this one too!

The one who seduced you, screwed you over, broke your heart in a million pieces, and laughed about it.

Smallville. I was surprised a week or so ago to realize how many ~feelings~ I still have about Smallville. And more accurately, with Smallville it's more like "the one who seduced you then changed into a completely different person but still showed just enough flashes of the one you fell in love with that even though it was completely over when they said 'hey baby, c'mon, give me one last shot, it can be like the old days,' you listen and get your heart stomped on all over again."

Ahem. Like I said. ~feelings~

The old flame you don't see very often any more but whom you still really enjoy getting together with for a few drinks and maybe a pleasant nostalgic romp

Left 4 Dead 2. Nick/Ellis is my happy funtime pairing.

The mysterious dark one whom you used to sit up with talking until 3 AM at weird coffee houses and with whom you were quite smitten until you realized s/he really was fucking crazy.

Watchmen. I've never in my life had such a hard time writing for a canon I loved so passionately.


The one you spent a whole weekend in bed with and who drank up all your liquor and whom you'd still really like to get with again, although you're relieved s/he doesn't actually live in town

Heroes. Someday I'll finish that Five Years Gone Peter/Claude story I've got plotted out somewhere.

The steady

Doctor Who. My forever show, whether or not I'm currently writing fic for it.

The alluring stranger whom you've flirted with at parties but have never gotten really serious with.

B5, Star Trek and Star Wars. I love all those canons but I've rarely felt the urge to write for them or seek out fic, although I'll happily devour anything recced to me (the exception to SW is Thrawn/Pelleaon, but I still haven't actually finished anything for them.) Harry Potter, too.

The one you hang out with and have vague fantasies about maybe having a thing with, but ultimately you're just good buddies

Firefly. Jossverse in general, really.

The one your friends keep introducing you to and who seems like a hell of a cool person except it's never really gone anywhere.

Sherlock? Maybe when I watch that last episode.

The one who's slept with all your friends, and you keep looking at them and thinking, "How the hell did they land all these cool people?"

This is exactly how I felt when SGA took over my flist back in the day.:)

The one who gave you the best damned summer of your life and against whom you measure all other potential partners:

Oh, X-Men fandom. I'm only on LJ in the first place because I followed the comics!fic writers here.

The one you recently met at a party and would like to get to know better:

Oh, Human Target. How our romance was cut tragically short!

The old flame that you wouldn't totally object to hooking up with again for a one night romp if only they'd clean up a bit:

Iron Man movieverse. I honestly don't think I've read or thought about writing fic for Iron Man since the second movie. Maybe when the Avengers movie comes out.

Your hot new flame:

I suppose this would have to be Supernatural? But really, SPN is more, "That fun friend you never really saw that way but who came back from summer break with an awesome new haircut that made you go, "Hey, why not? Could be fun," then a month later you're living in his apartment and you haven't left the house in days and even though you know it's going to end in tears you're having so much fun you don't care."

The one who stole your significant other:

...Can I say Smallville again? I feel like the later seasons did that to the show I loved.
misachan: (Alexis)


I have been ranting on twitter ALL MORNING about the Terra Nova preview Fox showed last night. I'm sorry to anyone who follows me there.

But I can't stop. That was easily the DUMBEST THING I HAVE EVER SEEN.
 

misachan: (Yankees)
Hey, Michael Kay:

Y'know what? Jorge Posada's a sharp guy. He knows how bad he's hitting, and he obviously knows full well he can't catch anymore. If that all caught up with him Saturday and he needed to take a day to deal with the fact that holy crap, this might be it, he can take the damn day.

Yes, even when we're playing the Red Sox. Seriously. The team will not wither and die because of it. And comparing backing out of a game --- a game he was DHing, not catching --- well before start time to Robert Duran's "No mas"? Absolutely disgusting.

Also, there are no "big games" in May. Really. And no, not even against the Red Sox.

*grumble*

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Is there any better feeling than working on a fic and just stumbling on the perfect title? It's like the story suddenly becomes real.
misachan: (Guerrero)
It's that time of year again!

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That's right! It's May! That beautiful time of year when Fox takes time out of its busy schedule to remind us that we can't have nice things!

Here's the list of the dead so far:

Breaking In
The Chicago Code
The Good Guys
Human Target
Lie To Me
Lone Star
Running Wilde
Traffic Light


I am flames on the side of my face angry about Human Target. First Fox retools my awesome little show, complete with installing a new showrunner, totally redesigning the sets, dropping the previous season's myth arc and adding two new characters in the same episode to what had been a three person cast, then after all that they cancel it just when the show was finding its feet again?

Fuck yoooooooooooou, Fox.

I was skipping [livejournal.com profile] apocalyptothon this year, but now I'm reconsidering so I can prompt the hell out of Human Target. Guerrero, Chance and Winston at the end of the world would be a blast.

(thanks to [livejournal.com profile] tzikeh for the lolFox)

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And on the subject of fic, I'm officially at that point where I hate every word of this thing and wish I'd set it in a less fraught section of canon. (This happens with just about every story I write. Well, not the fraught canon thing, but let me sit on a fic and I eventually feel like every word is self-indulgent drivel.)

I'll post to the kink meme tonight (all kajillion parts of this thing.) Hopefully someone won't hate it.

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On the subject of self-indulgence, if I finish the second story of my kink meme project tonight, and I should, I plan on posting an incredibly self-indulgent poll. I have a fic anniversary coming up in August and am contemplating a project to mark it.

ETA: GUYS. Misha. Priest outfit.

You're welcome.
misachan: (Guerrero)
Public service announcement! Instead of just pushing things back a week Fox is showing Wednesday's Human Target episodes tonight. When I have game. These had better show up on my On Demand at the speed of light.

Especially the second episode.

Seriously, the very title is a spoiler. An awesome spoiler )
misachan: (Bela)
It's a little late to be a proper Mother's Day post, but I hope all of the mothers out there had the day you deserve (and all of you who whose kids are of the small furry variety, I'm definitely counting you in.)

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Hey, L4D2 fans, I need a beta for a short (1800 words) smutty Nick/Ellis fic. Anyone up for it?

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So I found out today that Yahoo's been randomly shunting actual email into my spam folder for who knows how long, which explains some things. *throws up hands* Sigh.
misachan: (DW)
I'm enjoying DC's big Blackest Night much more than I thought I would, especially considering that the company was all but dead to me this time last year. Most of that is a combination of Guy and Kyle's epic Guy Love, the "bring dead titles back to life" stunt from this month, and how ridiculously awesome Wonder Woman has been, but what really makes this storyline fun is that it infects you. Watching a show becomes an exercise in figuring out which characters would wear what color ring, or gleefully announcing what color they'd be projecting to a Black Lantern, like announcing your favorite color to cross the bridge in Holy Grail. (Blue! No, Yellow---Arggghhhh!) It came up during a Doctor Who marathon last week, when all agreed that Rose would rock a green ring. (For the uninitiated, the power rings in DC all have ties to individual emotions, both positive and negative. Green=will, red=rage, yellow=fear, orange=avarice, blue=hope, indigo=compassion, sapphire=love. Yes, DC's definition of "emotion" is a tad broader than most. And yes, indigo and sapphire look virtually identical a lot of the time. Work with me here.)

So of course I started giving everyone else power rings, too.:)

The Doctor would be Blue, with indigo and sapphire as secondary colors (hey, if Hal can wear multiple rings!). Not that he doesn't have a strong will, he does, but the Doctor is always strongest when he has something to fight for. He needs a cause, the bleaker the better, and the blue rings are interesting in that they're the weakest until things get so bad there's almost no chance of victory, then look out. That's the Doctor in a nutshell.

Of course, the blue rings are at their best when working with the green rings, and that's where the Companions shine. Rose would indeed rock a green ring, but so would Martha and Donna and Sarah and pretty much everyone else who travels with the Doctor. You just don't last as a Companion unless you have a fearsome will; look at poor Adam, who was an orange ring if I ever saw one. (With some exceptions: I would argue that Fitz was a sapphire ring, for example.) The differences come in what their secondary colors would be; Rose and Donna both have Compassion as their secondaries (Rose is really marvelously empathetic; there's hardly an episode where she doesn't bond with one of the NPCs, and her pain over the idea of the Doctor being alone is compassion at its finest, whereas you only have to see Donna trying to hear the Ood's song to see her glow sapphire.) Martha and Sarah Jane have Love as their second, love for the Doctor and for their families and for Earth (Martha reminds me so much of Sarah Jane, right down to the Doctor putting them in impossible situations.)

Let's leave Jack aside for the moment (he's complicated) and jump to the rest of Torchwood. Gwen is another Will/Compassion combo, very like Rose (I've always theorized that Jack recruited Gwen because she reminded him of an older Rose, especially considering how hard he's working his Nine impression in "Everything Changes.") Tosh and Ianto are both sapphire rings, while Owen is probably red. He's so unhappy and resentful and gleefully takes it out on everyone, especially in S1 ("I sabotage happy relationships.") He actually gets better at compassion after he dies.

The Master is either yellow or orange, depending on the incarnation.

Which brings us to Jack. This question actually came up watching Torchwood and no one could agree. It's not green; the man runs from his problems and he falls into despair too often to be hope. Unlike the Doctor, Jack doesn't get stronger the worse things get, he buckles. And the strongest emotion he has in S1 of Torchwood is rage. Rewatch that season: he is an angry SOB. He snaps at everyone and has no patience and even all of his efforts to find the Doctor again stem as much from anger at being left as from love. So yeah, he probably could power a red ring pretty well. Which is not someone you want in charge.

Oh, Jack. S2 and afterwards he shines sapphire a lot more often; hopefully by the time he comes back he'll have figured out a way to push that ahead of the self-loathing and resentment.

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The Oscar noms (put it that way and it sounds like muppet food) came out today and...look, I'm a Watchmen fangirl. I love that movie beyond all reason, but this isn't coming from a fangirl place: it's a crime that Jackie Earle Haley isn't on one of those acting lists. The man put in a performance that I would bet good money is as good as any of the ones nominated, and he did half of it wearing a full face mask. Gah.

At least I have Christoph Waltz to root for.

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New Lost tonight! Loooooooossssssssttttt!
misachan: (Headdesk)
An accident that shut down the highway during my commute this morning, which was annoying, sure, but really not such a big deal. Then I finally hit the detour and heard from my GPS the single worst word one can hear when driving: roundabout.

Dear God.

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