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05 January 2020 @ 10:49 am


Prison Break Fanfiction
I write primarily non-shipper general fiction, and some Lincoln/Michael slash pieces as well. Yes, I know they’re brothers… and no, I normally wouldn’t be writing brothercest. That said, if it’s not your thing then please stick to the General Fiction section.

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Supernatural Fanfiction
Supernatural also deals with two brothers, who in this case are bound together in the pursuit of demons and vengeance. An excellent overview of this show and its characters can be found here.
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14 February 2018 @ 11:30 pm
I'm a little late, but still before midnight in my time zone.

I hope everyone enjoyed Valentine's Day today, and I'm sure some of you already have your sights set on half-priced Valentine's candy for tomorrow. ;)

All together now: Mwah-ha-ha-haaaah!

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Awhile back, I mentioned seeing LEGO Batman on a Target TV commercial. One of you said that "Batman plus LEGO lobsters" was a reference to the LEGO Batman Movie, which prompted me to move it up in our Netflix queue. Oh, man...

Right from the beginning, which features LEGO Batman narrating the unfolding of the producers' credits and free-associating on what they mean (or don't, or might), it's clear that The Weird will be freely embraced. I rewound parts of the movie to revisit the Joker's cadre of evil (which included Polka-Dot Man and Condiment Man) and some of Batman's rejected disguise costumes. There was also the Bat-tantrum, which involved flopping around the floor in various L-shaped rotations and shouting, 'No! No! No!". Overall, I also love how clearly Batman hates the Bruce Wayne part of his life. Bruce Wayne really IS a guy who lives in Batman's attic, in both a physical and emotional way. Bruce is the mask Batman is sometimes forced to adopt in order to deal with the real world...

In TV viewings, I'm kind of aggravated with The Blindspot. I had a real weakness for Woobie!Roman, and RelentlesslyEvil!Roman seems to lack convincing motivation. Also, I've just wanted to smack Jane these last several episodes. Mysteriously, Zapata is evolving from a soldier into a fashion plate, and I'm wondering why the major shift in style and clothing? Going from pants 24/7 to skirts and dresses 24/7 seems pretty extreme to me. I've always found pants much more comfortable, and dresses wouldn't have been prohibited earlier, so why the sudden change? Apart from male demographic appeal, I mean, since that bleeds into a lot of areas independent of what's true for a given character.

For The Blacklist... I was not expecting the smoking hot chemistry between Ressler and his nemesis (I'll call him The Fixer). Whoo. I wish the series had done more with that. Also that the mid-season events would have turned out to be a "No wait, not really!" development instead of something that actually happened. :(

In personal news, I have a date for the surgery to remove The Lumptm. The biopsy results were benign, but they want to get this thing out and make sure that's true overall. And also to keep it from getting larger. It's between muscle layers, so there may be some awkwardness in getting all of it (and not wreaking too much havoc on the surrounding muscle). Here's hoping there are no side-effects with nerves in the arms or pecs afterward...

False Spring arrives in a few days, a little late this year (we've passed the end of January). Highs around 70 are expected here, for perhaps 7-10 days? No idea how far back toward winter we'll lapse afterward. This is one of the weird things about this part of the Northern Sacramento Valley. We have false spring nearly every year around this time, and overall our worst winter weather is in December. January and February are usually a little milder. Everywhere else I've lived, January and February are the worst months. Aka, when you're hating the December weather, you also know it's only the beginning...

This is probably not a welcome idea to those of you in the northern and eastern parts of the U.S., where record cold weather is on the rise. :(

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25 January 2018 @ 12:24 pm
I was finally able to get the biopsy done on Monday. No word yet on the pathology results, just that the lump was not a cyst as I'd hoped. I have a pre-surgical appointment this afternoon, where the surgeon will either be the one giving me the biopsy news... or the results aren't ready yet and we'll just be covering "what will happen if surgery is needed." *sigh* Much more nervous about this than I was a week ago. :(

Whew, what a relief. The surgeon cancelled our appointment, because the tumor is benign. I am SO relieved. I will get a consult appointment later about removing it, from a different surgeon who handles this type of condition. *breathes* Thank goodness.

It has been rainier than December the past few weeks. It's off-and-on, not really predictable more than a day at a time. Because of Christmas vacation and then rain early in the week when I came back to work, there was a gap of about a month between my last outside bike ride near the office and the one I took on Friday. Well! The construction has died down (yay!), and there was a surprise near my turnaround point: Shetland ponies! There are 2 or 3 of them (one might be a miniature horse?), and a similar-sized donkey. SO cute! There hasn't been much of anything in that field for years, except random rusting farm equipment. So much better than the angry dogs next door, who replaced some chickens and goats, and before that, actual human residents.

I hope they'll be there a while. Who doesn't need random ponies? :D

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18 January 2018 @ 11:46 am
At three weeks post-CT, but still no biopsy appointment yet. Nagged the GP yesterday, so she's prepared to nag radiology all day today until they schedule something...

This past weekend, we saw The Shape of Water, which was really something. Such an interesting story, and it has such an individual style and approach. Some moments were a little TMI or too gross, some were drily humorous or weird, and others (like the opening, dreamlike scene) were just beautiful. Overall: amazing. And I say that having seen and really liked Lady Bird and Three Billboards.

Meanwhile, in TV entertainment, HalfshellHusband finally gave iZombie a try, and is up to early S2. He'll soon have caught up to The Boy, and eventually, me! Meanwhile, with some cold days over my time off, and now some intermittent rain, I'm plowing through more of Buffy, S4 during my garage-biking sessions. I'd forgotten how sweet Riley was, and what a jolt to recognize the actors playing his two closest friends. One is on Major Crimes now, and the other was on Saving Grace. Meanwhile, the rewrite of Willow's intellectual and sexual leanings continues. The first is just wrong for who she used to be in High School. The second is not well-substantiated by her past, but the evolution is believable. Not the long-term arc, but in the now? Yes. Meanwhile, where is Giles getting his rent money? \o?

We've seen one episode of The Chi, and will give it at least one more episode. Kind of disturbingly feasible (as in, depressingly real), and features too much softcore porn for my liking. Especially when the most explicit scenes involve a high school character-- makes me feel compromised as a viewer!.

Speaking of uneasy sexuality, the Jack Reacher Trip Wire novel I'm now reading includes his reunion with someone he last knew as a 15-year-old when he was 24. I can sort of deal with a setup like, "We were never that close, and yowza! She grew up gorgeous!", but revisiting past thoughts of attraction that were halted by "If only she wasn't just a kid. And she probably thinks of me as an uncle anyway." is just Ewwww. Ew, ew, ew! A teenager's crush on an adult friend-of-the-family isn't that uncommon, but when you work it from the other direction? Yuck. And you know, "yuck" is not how I like to think of Jack Reacher.

This weekend: Leaves? Weeds? Pruning roses? Or tackling some of the issues inside the house? It all depends on whether it rains. And then, of course, how much motivation I actually have, vs. the aspirational amount that only lasts until it's time to knuckle down and DO stuff. \o?

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11 January 2018 @ 01:25 pm
Dear Kaiser:

While I realize you may have decided that the lump in my chest is now most likely a cyst... I would prefer that you biopsy it first before slacking off on the follow-through.

Eight Days Post-CT Scan And Still Waiting For Biopsy Appointment :(

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09 January 2018 @ 11:56 pm
Back at work, and ooh, is it hard to focus. Still, the three weeks off was great!

In addition to being with the kids and going up north, I spent a lot of that time getting caught up on various medical things I've been meaning to do. One of those was to get a new eye prescription so I could try contact lenses for mono-vision. Others were for various annoyances, with some snowballing...

So, mono-vision. After LASIK surgery, I was left with a sharp eye and a slightly nearsighted eye, but the weak eye was also the dominant one. That doesn't tend to work for mono-vision (the brain just doesn't adjust-- I've had 12 years to prove it!). That means I needed two lenses, one to make the left eye nearsighted and one to sharpen the right eye. It's working pretty well for reading, but not for driving (especially at night). The corrected right eye isn't as sharp as the uncorrected left eye, so not good enough to read street signs well in advance. Plus, I'm still trying to persuade my brain to use the right eye for distance. It isn't great for biking either, since traffic comes from the left, and I feel like I have to turn my whole head to really see that direction. Urk. But worth persevering...

Other medical stuff included an Obgyn visit for age-related issues. She thought she found a small lump in one breast, and requested an extra mammogram. That area was actually okay, but I found a lump much higher up while we were doing the mammogram. The radiology department did extra mammograms and an ultrasound, and decided the lump should be biopsied. I went in for that, but the lump appears to be under the muscle, and the breast-health team doesn't mess with those. New appointment for CT scans, which were done last week. I waited to hear about the next course of action, but I think I fell between doctors at that point, so I asked my G.P. to follow up. There's still quibbling about which group should do the biopsy, and there is the possibility that it's a cyst instead. I'm crossing my fingers and really clinging to that idea. Kind of in limbo right now. /o\

Too cold and/or wet to go biking for the last several days. This is the part of the year where I feel like I lose all will to live, where biking outdoors is concerned. It usually covers about 4-6 weeks, depending on how long the cold weather lasts (December is the worst month in Sacramento). It would be great for running, except that I still have plantar fasciitis, so no. I biked in the garage this weekend instead, where I've entered S4 of the Buffy rewatch. I'd forgotten that Wesley showed up in Season 3. I really loathe that character, and I'm not terribly fond of Faith. The Mayor and Mr. Trick, though, what a loony duo! The show lost a lot of its charm when the characters graduated from high school, but it was still awfully good. The final season, though... dreading it already.

In other viewing, Halfshellhusband and the boy and I watched Kung Fu Yoga this past weekend via Netflix streaming. We all have a weakness for Jackie Chan's comedies and his creative fight-scene choreography, so we thought we'd give it a try. Wow. Some of Chan's movies are just vehicles for fight scenes and travelogues (not that there's anything wrong with that), but this one was a whole new category of over-the-top. Ignoring the ancient elephant-army fights and hidden ice caves and all that, let me just say... lion in the car during a chase scene. LION. So, there's that. Also a dance production number at the end of the story. \o?

Theater-wise, we might see The Shape of Water this weekend. Why isn't Armie Hammer's slashy movie playing in town? I'd hoped to see it with our daughter, but it hasn't come here yet, and I'm pretty sure HSH won't want to see it. I'm not sure I want to see I, Tonya, but I'm intrigued by what I've heard of Allison Janney's performance. This is pretty much the case for Willem Dafoe in The Florida Project and Christopher Plummer in All The Money.

All right, it's bedtime and then some. I'm always tired during the work week, because I just don't have enough down-time and I'm up too late in the evenings. Avoidance, you say? Could be...

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Title: Something Like A Second Chance
Fandom: Justified
Characters: Raylan, Boyd (PG)
Summary: The story of Raylan and Boyd is far from over.
Author's Note: A Yuletide Madness treat for pampermousse. Also for writers_choice (this is "fresh").


The way Raylan saw it, they were supposed to be enemies. Hadn't he been sent to Harlan solely for Boyd, tasked with bringing him in when other agents had failed?

Raylan couldn’t entirely blame those agents, because he knew how it was. You might have some notion of what Boyd was up to, but try to catch him red- handed and he'd just slip through your fingers. You could never pin anything on him. Hell, Raylan knew Boyd better than most, and he was having as much trouble as anyone.

Boyd's daddy was brutal and belligerent, but Boyd's wiliness was almost worse. You could set trap after trap for Boyd, and somehow, he still escaped. That dinner at Ava's should have been the end of Raylan's whole "Hillbilly Whisperer" mission, with Boyd drawing his gun and Raylan firing off the first and only shot. That shooting was self-defense, fully justified—at least on paper. The truth was, he should have tried to talk Boyd out of turning things into a standoff, though he'd hoped Boyd was just joking—right up until Boyd slipped through Ava's door, loaded for bear.

Afterward, Boyd had seemed almost betrayed by Raylan shooting him, and Raylan had found himself half-regretting the showdown he'd let Boyd provoke. Neither of those reactions was what he'd expected.

Boyd survived that gunshot. Was it a second chance or just more of Boyd's unbelievable luck? In the prison hospital, Boyd had thanked Raylan for sparking off some newfound epiphany. Raylan didn't believe in such things, but maybe Boyd did. Boyd had seemed sincere enough.

That was probably the strangest part of all.

Weeks later, Raylan was thinking that Boyd's newfound religion could either be real or just be a clever ploy for more of the same Boyd bullshit as ever. There was no way of telling, though Raylan had his suspicions as to which was true.

The one thing he was sure of was that he had a lot more time now to figure all of that out. Truth be damned—as onetime friends and not-quite-enemies, this could be a chance for the two of them to take a step back and start things over again.

For the first time in his life, Raylan was happy he'd failed at something—or failed enough, at least, that he happened to aim just a few inches to the left of deadly.


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Title: Against All Better Judgment
Fandom: Justified
Characters: Raylan/Boyd (PG-13)
Summary: This not what smart looks like...
Author's Note: My Yuletide story for karaokegal.


This goes against Raylan's better judgment, but when it comes to sex, Raylan's judgment often flies out the window before he even knows it's missing.

This is Raylan and Boyd on a motel bed, hands up each other's shirts and yanking on each other's belts while Raylan moans and Boyd bites Raylan's jaw and sucks the hollow of his neck. Raylan knows that whatever Boyd might or might not have done these last few months, there are years' worth of things he did do, bad things, and that a U.S. Marshal ought not to be getting friendly with the likes of Boyd Crowder. And yet, here he is, shaking under Boyd's touch, heart pounding while his dick strains inside the rough fabric of his jeans.

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06 January 2018 @ 12:45 pm
Why, yes, I am running late. We've been up to Oregon and back, and lazing around enjoying having our kids here, which ended... today. Too soon! I had thought they were going home tomorrow, which was still too soon, but our daughter (current arbiter of the kids' car) wanted to get back a day early. :(

I hope you and yours have been enjoying some time off, though I know some of you are caught up in some really nasty weather. This is where global warming denial fails to pay off-- in the end, the weather wins, regardless of whether people believe in it or not. Meanwhile, Anchorage is tracking Eugene weather, and has been warmer than Florida. Though Florida is raining frozen iguanas, which you don't see every day.

We have been watching TV and movies over the break, noticeably Office Space, partly because I find Ron Livingston adorable, but mainly... Milton. All the Milton! For some of us, the person-to-cake ratio will always be too high, and someone needs to speak for us! Or, at least, mumble...

I binge-watched most of S1 and S2 of iZombie with our son, whom I knew would probably get a kick out of that show. This was because I still haven't finished watching S3, so why not? I still love Ravi, and everyone else. Major's story is even more tragic in fast-forward. :( Those of us watching Stranger Things finished the second season, and we progressed a bit more through The West Wing while our daughter was here. It has been very hard to watch that show since the 2016 election (much like Designated Survivor), with all of those noble aspirations of what government could and should be having been crapped on by the Trump voters. Argh. The other slowdown is that S6 and S7 of West Wing have not really focused on the parts of the show I enjoy. The campaigning stuff doesn't really interest me, much as I like Jimmy Smits and Alan Alda.

And I'm afraid to watch the latest season of Z Nation, due to possible casting changes. I remain unspoiled, but also still in dread.

I finished reading Robogenesis over the break (sequel to Robopocalypse). Really interesting, with the plots beneath plots and the many POVs (not all of them human). The author used the method of Neuronal ID to flag the POV in most cases, which worked well as it covers both humans and non-humans. Looking forward to the next installment, which is not yet finished.

The journey to Oregon was uneventful (thank goodness!), but the Portland family members didn't make it down to Eugene. I'm really leaning toward not making that post-Christmas trip anymore. The kids hate the long drive, it takes us four days of vacation (two devoted to the driving up and back), and I find myself resenting the lack of effort on the part of the Portland contingent, one of whom has reduced her participation to a grudging half-day visit. We've made that trip all but 3-4 Christmases of the last thirty years, and it has been so one-sided. It might just be better to fly my Mom down here instead, rather than stew over the underwhelming response from everyone but her.

But, we did see something impressive on the drive back: a rainbow halo around the sun, going South on I-5 near Medford. I've never seen one of those before, though people have names for that. So cool! It would have been a complete circle except that the bottom was below the horizon.

More news later, but at least I've gotten this out. Only took me a week!