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Hmm, time to clear out my links file and start anew with the *cough* nine windows of open tabs.

Addams Family/Angel, Her Beauty and Her Terror Wednesday/Harmony. Amanda Buckman moved to California, changed her name, and became a vampire. Wednesday can't help but approve. "It has in fact been a decade since Wednesday had Amanda Buckman tied to a stake and doused with kerosene. She remembers the fear in her eyes as she struck the match. Wednesday may not have changed - she is older and her chest finally filled out, a lot - but Amanda, she can see, is truly no more. The soul is gone, and in its place something darker, older. It's quite disturbing to think of that girl, that pretty, blonde girl as she knew her that Summer, becoming a creature of the night. Wednesday, naturally, approves."

DS, On Strike "Frannie is sick of guys. The way they smell, the way they don't listen, the way they either hit on you like you're a piece of meat or ignore you like you're a nun. They don't notice when you dress up for them, they never know when you need a compliment, they don't respect you, see who you really are, all your potential that's just bursting out all over. Men. They're pathetic. Frannie's on strike. No more men." Frannie/Meg Thatcher.

HCL, untitled fic Postfilm, and Joe's still messing around with Billy's things. She sits down on one of the flat rocks. Feels warm. “Who are you?” “Call me Joe. We’re gonna go a long way, you and me,” he says with a grin.


HP, Are You There, God? It's Me, Draco Harry and Draco are straight Aurors. Then they're gay teachers. It makes sense in context."Of course, they hadn't actually been holding hands. A melting hex cast by one of the spies had bound their wrists together by the skin, and neither of them had had time between briefings and debriefings to get to a Healer to get it fixed. Wizard press had never been particularly hampered by the burdens of proof and truth, however, and so the Evening Prophet headlines had screamed GAY AURORS IN LOVE and much had been made of the epic tale of Harry's and Draco's supposedly-former schoolboy enmity which had, in a long-standing tradition embraced by romance novel readers and writers everywhere, gradually morphed into a deep, passionate, frequently sweaty love." Post-OOTP, no spoilers for DH.

HP, End of the Line Hell was, Snape decided, a crowded railway platform. DH spoilers!

HL/Angel, Antiquaires, "In which there are quips, a book, a sword, an immortal who cannot die, an erstwhile rogue demon hunter, and an unknown quantity of scotch." Methos/Wesley.

Shrek, Snow White and the Treasures of Beauty Sleeping Beauty/Snow White. "It was strange having breakfast without the dwarves arrayed around her table, making as much noise as seven - now six - little men wanting to sound bigger than they were could. It was quiet here, with nothing but birdsong and a slight purring snore to emphasize the lack of song and noisy eating. She moved Beauty's head slightly to get to the toast, feeling her heart move in quite a new kind of tenderness."

SGA/Torchwood, A Ring in the Black Sea She did not pair with people of her own tribe, because that would cause conflict among them. She did not pair with her team for the same reason, although Rodney and Ronon--but not John, not for women, at least--were passionate men and would, she was sure, be willing. And she did not have time to seek a companion among the others on Atlantis. She still did not understand their exhausting sexual taboos. "Come," Teyla said. "Let us find a bed." Het and slash and sheer awesomeness!

SPN, And this is Home "The east block is the nicest. Dean hasn’t seen the cells in the other wings, but by his estimation they’ll either have crappy views or miss the sunlight entirely. His cell has a good view of the church and if you really crane your neck, when the sun rises, you can see the light glinting off the stained-glass windows; it’s like a ripple of ruby and emerald and sapphire. Dean prefers to stare out the window at that first thing rather than the blacktop wasteland of the exercise yard, listening to the creak of the link-chain fence that surrounds it." Gen.

Torchwood, The Supply of Time "Listen to me," Jack breathes in his ear. "You're not meant to be bachelor Uncle Ianto forever, alone with his young, secret lover until he dies. You're not meant to fall to a Weevil, or to come back to life again and again because I can't stand for anything else. Get out, Ianto, while we've had a good run that hasn't been spoiled by your stubborn refusal to see that things are finished, that you're done here."

Transformers/SPN More than Meets the Eye, Wincest. "The yellow robot was reaching down for them, and all of a sudden the Impala backed up a few paces, smacked her hood down and her doors shut, and then she was unfolding rapidly and standing up and up and up, gleaming black and silver, and she reached out and grabbed the yellow robot's hand before he could touch them. 'They're mine,' she said firmly." Now with fanart!

Transformers/SPN Look What My Baby Can Do "He’s stuck between instantaneous glee and horror, because Dean’s standing right next to the impala robot, and aren’t all giant car robots evil?" Gen.

Okay, I still have seven windows of open tabs, but they're, um. Less densely packed than before.

Rick Mercer is my seekrit TV boyfriend.

If you keeping refreshing the main page at www.neilgaiman.com, eventually you'll get a picture of Neil witha plushy Cthulhu on his head.

heresluck is sharing Monday poems, yay! Last week's is Trying To Raise the Dead. And this week... When I was in high school, we were instructed to bring in a Canadian poem for English class. One of my classmates brought in Carrots.

These Poetry Month ecards from Endicott Studio are fantastic. So are the poems, like Journeybread Recipe by Lawrence Schimel ("1. In a tupperware wood, mix child and hood. Stir slowly. Add wolf.")

Speaking of poetry (only a month late), the first two Edna St. Vincent Millay poems here do indeed make sense after that snippet of biography I caught on CBC in the car. (And I got to where I was going JUST as they were discussing her many conquests in her all-female college...)

Portland changes its name for a day

And truly inspired, violetisblue writes ODE TO A SUPERMARKET CHECKER WHO FLATLY REFUSED TO BELIEVE ME WHEN I SAID THE SINGLE YELLOW FRUIT IN THE PLASTIC BAG WAS AN ATAULFO MANGO

Icons, mostly Doctor Who and Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy.

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Angel/BtVS, techsupoort@demons.com "To: wrosenb@ucs.edu From: queenc@lanet.com Subject: Question" Epistolary and apocalyse-y mid-series goodness.

Firefly/Sandman, Everybody Dies Alone "You’re Death," he said. She smiled and tapped her nose. "But . . . ain’t you s’posed to be ugly?"
"I think you’re confusing me with dying," said Death wryly. "That can be an ugly business, I’ll admit."

GA, Christina commentfic "Cristina lost her virginity to a boy in high school, because it seemed like something to do."

GA, Seattle Grace's Scandalous Lesbian Affair, as Told Through Sports Terminology 1. First Base: When Izzie and Addison first kiss, they're arguing. Izzie starts respectfully disagreeing with Addison on the walk from a patient's room, until they're both too upset to continue to disagree respectfully, and Addison steers Izzie into an empty patient's room so she can lose her temper.

GO, Trials and Tribulations In which Aziraphale dodges evangelists.

House, Observations Did anybody else notice how Wilson still never got his DVD player back?

SN, The Memory of Hurts "Casey." Dan was earnest. "Just think of it as another assignment, okay? One where we got incredibly lucky with the travel agent, and we know that no one is gonna look at our expense reports."

SGA, Poltergeist "Sleep to sex in under ten seconds. Maybe I'm not sorry I woke you after all." Non-work-safe snippet.

SGA, Offer Extends to the Pegasus Galaxy "You'd think the mission reports would be enough to silence the gossip. Since Elizabeth just tends to sigh, shake her head and say 'I was warned about this, I can't say I wasn't prepared. I brought it on myself by agreeing to head this mission. Did you get the grain shipment?', you'd think they'd stop. But no, it just seems to fuel the nay-sayers."

SGA, 2010 "Just try to remember not to mention aliens in your acceptance speech." And a related ficlet, Class As

SGA, The Scientific Method
"Congratulations, Colonel, I suspect you've just managed to be the first person in history to have an accidental orgy." Ancient techology made them do it!

SGA, Headbangers Ball "Traditionally, Teyla’s people sing only on the most formal and solemnof occasions, mainly to commemorate the fallen. This is music like nothing she has ever known – fiercely, relentlessly joyful, tumultuous and noisy and disorderly, and it haunts her, a thunderous tide at theback of her mind. It feels blasphemous to sing. It feels necessary. She thinks she may know why this is."

SGA, Missionary Position The Wraith was looking at Rodney again, fixedly. "Proceed," it said. "Describe your non-lethal mating procedure." One of the funniest things I've read in a good, long while.

SGA, Hold Hands and Try To Look Sincere
"for a brief moment, John was utterly, utterly sure that Rodney was going to open his mouth again and say something completely and positively true and also completely and positively inappropriate and regarding their sometimes usually-when-under-alien-duress sex life." Hee! Much fun.

SGA, Welcome to the Working Week "Oh, and by the way, it's not actually your job to make coffee. I mean, it's not in your job description or anything. But I'm telling you now: make the coffee. First of all, it's something to hold over Dr. McKay's head, because technically you could stop and he'd shrivel up like a raisin. Second, the days here are twenty-eight hours long, so trust me, you are not going to make it through the period of adjustment without your friend and mine, caffeine. Third, you only have to make the first pot, and anything after that is their job-- yeah, I think the guy before me insisted on that. Anyway, when Dr. McKay is being mean, I usually make the first pot so it makes about a cup and a half. Then I have a big cup of coffee." Fantastically realized futurefic.

SGA, The Last Full Measure of Devotion "So he sets his teeth and lets it happen." Rodney dreams of a better world. Dark. (Easily the creepiest thing I've read since Seven Circles Twisting.)

Traders, Love and Kisses Grant learned about ‘kissing on the mouth’ when he was four. Pyjama’d and teeth brushed and tucked up in blanket next to his Nana on the couch, watching actors in a black and white and gray movie, he asked: "What are they doing?"

Wilby Wonderful, ficlet "Say you meet this genie, and he tells you can have whatever your heartdesire. Anything you want," Duck says, and then he waits.

Between the Female Gen ficathon, I Saw Three Ships, and the SGA Badfic Summary Minificathon (which I have barely started to read), I have many, many recs. Some of them are as follows:

Angel, Three Vital Rules for Staying Stylish, Even (Especially) in a World Overrun by Monsters "Look, you might know ancient prophecies and demonic dialects, and you might know axe-blades and street-fighting kung fu moves, but *I* know clothes, okay?"

Dead Like Me, Ship of Dreams Because it's about Penny.

due South, Kowalski "Even when she'd first thought about divorcing Ray, she'd never considered changing her name. Part of that was practical-— she'd battled to get where she was, and people knew her as ADA Kowalski. Part of it was simple courtesy; her mother had always told her it was devastatingly rude to return a gift given in good faith. And partly, she felt she owed it to Ray."

Firefly, Catching Snowflakes on her Tongue "The snow can't feel," River says. "It's just a thing, doesn't feel at all, no how. Not like a girl."

Firefly, Daughters of Jerusalem River's toes are always cold. This is the way she likes them. She can feel each of them at the end of her feet, count them without looking. The press down on the metal floors of Serenity, they wiggle and skim the ground (it's not ground, but it is, it's her homeland, she remembers coming from here and everything before was a dream, in utero), and when she pulls them up to sit on the chair with her, she can see white spots on the bottom of them that fade again to red as she watches. White spots like stars. "When stars fall," she tells Mal, "they turn into toes." River/Mal, eventually.

Firefly, Making New "As Inara puts the kettle away, she hears someone moving from the bridge to the kitchen. The footsteps are quiet and firm, the easy stride of someone who knows the ship and their way through it, but who is being considerate of others sleeping."

Firefly Where Circles Begin "They say most men are a little bit sly, and it may be true," Zoe mused. "But I should've known no man who used to have that mustache could be a hundred percent upright."

Grey's Anatomy, Grey's Apocalypse "The world ends on a Saturday and the first George hears about it is when a nurse comes out of the cafeteria and she walks right into him without saying anything. He's all set to get indignant when he sees that she's crying and then he just feels bad, so he apologizes for getting in her way and then gets out of it."

Grey's Anatomy, Indecisive, Thy Name Is "Later, after bad Chinese food and too much tequila, George let himself be maneuvered into service as a body pillow. Meredith lay stretched out on the couch, her head on his lap, his hands playing in her hair. Izzie tossed kernels of corn at both of them from her position on the floor, leaning against George's left leg, his right propped up on the coffee table."

Grey's Anatomy Just a Daisy in the Shadow of the Sun "His mother taught him manners, taught him to be polite to women. You open doors for them and buy them dinner and pat their shoulder when they cry and you love them, even when they break your heart, because some girls can't help but do that. Pick up their books when they drop them, pull out their chairs, never make lewd comments, never let your eyes linger below their neckline, women have eyes, they have brains, they should be respected. George knows how to treat women, but he never gets them in the end."

Grey's Anatomy, The Most Wonderful Time of the Year "This is not hate-filled rage-baking, she thinks as she grabs another armful of ingredients from the cupboard. Nor is it panicky, stressed-out avoidance-baking. No, this is Christmas-morning-in-her-slippers-with-chocolate-baking; the oven is warming up the whole kitchen and everything smells homey and the early morning quiet is just perfect as she leans her elbows on the counter and licks the wooden spoon."

Harry Potter, Twenty Random Facts About Ginny Weasley "7. For most of her first year at Hogwarts Ginny was teased mercilessly by Vera Goldman and Henrietta Wainthropp because of her second hand robes and taped together books. By second year she had learned not to let bullies get to her. She had also learned the Bat Boogey Hex."

Harry Potter, three ficlets, The Ugly Duckling, Rumplestiltskin, and Beauty and the Beast "I don't want the second one free. I don't want either one," the Goblin said. "In fact, there are still twelve minutes to go...I'm going to tell you my name, and then you'll know it and the deal will be off."

Pirates of the Caribbean, Of Swords and Flowers "Bodies were buried feet pointing east, and soon Anamaria could point due east from any point in town. Jacques called her La Boussole, and soon she was betting the other children she could point due east even blindfolded. Children who took the bet and then claimed they had no compass and thus could not confirm whether she was correct woke up to fish in their beds the next morning. Anamaria did not take kindly to losing."

RPS, Illegal Zombie-Actor Cage Fighting "You're supposed to be the guy to call if an actor wants to learn to fight zombies." This is utterly insane and I know I'm missing a lot of the jokes, but way too funny, none-the-less.

Six Feet Under, Uncertainty Billy once told Brenda that there was no such thing as a candid photograph. He sat cross-legged in the center of their parents' bed, accentuating every few words by slapping one pajama-clad thigh. "Every human being, Bren – you and I and Mom and Dad and even Dr. M.-D.-P.-H.-D. Gareth fucking Feinberg is always being observed, and any attempt to construct a narrative in which any individual can divorce himself from the gaze of the other in some arbitrary fashion long enough to be considered candid, is an imposition of false consciousness and belongs on the scrap heap of outmoded art forms."

Slammerkin by Emma Donoghue, What D'Ye Lack? A drabble, Mary/Doll.

SGA, Acts of Contrition When the engines finally roar to life, Rodney McKay is not in the engine room, one fist victoriously upraised, clutching a wrench, scorch-marks on his fingers and coolant smeared across his cheek like a red badge of courage. He does not make any speeches, does not loudly proclaim his own genius, does not even offer his team a pithy, "Good work, people. Let's bring her home." When the engines start purring, when the Ancient warship Helios stirs and shudders like a cat stretching out after a ten-thousand-year nap, when the systems all start coming online at once and Rodney's crack team of highly trained scientists are in the engine room squealing like a high school pep squad, Rodney is down the hall in a utility closet.

SGA, An Aesthetic Solitary Thing "My people--" He paused again, shoulders tense, hands curled into white-knuckled fists. He was looking around at them, obviously waiting for the freak-out to come. John's pulse picked up and he was aware of the gun on his hip, but he held himself still. Rodney went on. "We can 'seed'," he made air quotes, "other races. We can pass for human." Cracktastic wingfic.

SGA, Dex In which this summary "OMG So Jon n Rodny want 2 go back 2 Lantis but sum EVOL aliens capture them! and make them make out and wear eyeliner and stuff!1! Will they EVAR get back home?!?! also, Ronin eats a cookie." becomes a partial comic, and Ronon is tricksy.

SGA, Spanish Melodies and Bones Rodney McKay/Laura Cadman/Katie Brown. Rodney looks around the empty corridor, then leans close to her and whispers. "Just because we happened to share a body once, Cadman, doesn't mean you have the right to, to," he flaps his hand between their bodies,"insinuate things."

SGA, Pull Back to Reveal Rodney/John/Ronon, A Canadian, a Satedan, and an American, in twenty steps. Exactly one week after Ronon arrived in the city, Rodney caught him standing shirtless outside Sheppard's quarters and panting. Envy trounced sensibility. "Very impressive," Rodney said. "Very muscley. And seriously, if you were trying to seduce one of the marines, or maybe Elizabeth I'd say you've got a, oh, I don't know, one in three shot? One in four if you get one of the heterosexual ones. But either way, a great initial move."

SGA, Under the Sea "You went to a frat party and tutored them in physics?" Morgenstern pulled out his chair and sat down and rubbed his face. "Of course you did." College AU! John the drunken princess! Rodney being... Rodney!

SGA, Mixing Memory and Desire “A pen?” Rodney continued. “Loose change? Scrunchies? That’s the best you could offer for me? I’m sure I’m worth much more than that on a competitive market, not to mention the fact that--ooh! Are those, what’s the word, powerbars? Is that the peanut butter flavor?”
John frowned. “Rodney, are you all right?” he started, but just then Rodney made a move for the shiny foil wrapper and John had to focus all his attention on placating the outraged Neerian, who refused to calm down and stop making explosive and most likely rude gestures until John proved that he had sufficient control over his slave by tying the piece of string around Rodney’s wrist. “You really do bring these things on yourself,” John said, as he led Rodney away.

SGA, Release Mechanism "Ronon was pretty sure it was weakening their bargaining position to stand here yammering all night. Anyone who called himself a warlord was going to notice that they had a slight issue with chain of command in this outfit, and for a people who demonstrated their prowess through the quality and quantity of the slaves they controlled.... Ronon was no diplomat, but it seemed to him that they should be taking steps to disguise the fact that there wasn’t anyone on this mission who could compel the KP sergeants to give them extra whipped cream on their sweet potato pie, let alone keep a slave in line."

SGA, In conclusion, John totally likes Atlantis best "As they're attempting to leave with their trade agreement--in the form of an enormous ark filled with painted, wooden representations of agreed-upon goods--the eldest of the four Ho'llan princes bursts into hiccupping sobs and clings to Sheppard, eyes huge and artistically red with grief at the loss of his true love."

SGA recap of 2x16, The Long Goodbye "Dude. Weir has a pimping big screen. She totally has her Playstation hooked up and plays Katamari Damancy all day while making important 'I'm working very hard' noises."

Sports Night, Imaginary Husbands of the African Savanna "One night, feeling punchy, Dana cut a picture of Joe Crede out of an old Sports Illustrated and taped it to the control room desk. Looking at him made her more confident in her producing abilities. His mild face and powerful home-run-hitting biceps had a calming effect. Natalie approved of Dana's addition to the control room décor. 'Your baseball husband should have a place of honor,' she said. Natalie, who had been loyal to Derek Jeter for as long as Dana had known her, understood baseball husbands. She understood, for instance, that it did not constitute polygamy to also have a basketball husband, a football husband, and a tennis husband."

Sports Night, I Will Be With You Again "1988 was the year Dan spent falling into bed with pretty nearly anyone, male, female, whatever, anyone who'd smile at him, anyone who'd laugh at his jokes. That was the year of the New Year's Eve party where he slept with, well, no, nobody slept, but anyway, slept with at least three of the girls there, never learning any of their names, not caring. And 1989 was the year when he was plagued by a painful, burning sensation, the year when he learned more than he had ever wanted to know about the nature of antibiotics." Six New Years' for Dan Rydell.

Then there's Fellowship of the Peep, which is LoTR, only more... marshmallowy.

From trull_sengar comes Amusing Typos from Church Bulletins "The ladies of the Church have cast off clothing of every kind. They may be seen in the basement on Friday afternoon."

A New Yorker article on Mary Poppins: "In the midst of the celebrating crowd, it would have been easy to overlook the sixty-five-year-old woman sitting there, weeping. Anyone who recognized her as P. L. Travers, the author of the Mary Poppins books, could have been forgiven for assuming that her tears were the product either of artistic delight or of financial ecstasy (she owned five per cent of the gross; the movie made her rich). Neither was the case. The picture, she thought, had done a strange kind of violence to her work. She would turn the personally disastrous première into a hilarious dining-out story, with Disney as the butt of her jokes. But she had a premonition that the movie she hated was about to change everything for her. Writing to a friend, she remarked that her life would never be the same."

Horn Book's Narnia Chronicled has a series of articles and editorials, including the 1950's original HB reviews of the books.

Out and Ignored Why are so many school libraries reluctant to embrace gay teens? From School Library Journal.

Clearing out my tabs. Many more bookmarked to go back to later. But for now...

Angel, Intervention With the Vampire "Angel, we're not judging you. We're concerned about you. We want to help you." She smiled at him again, and, really, this was getting scary. Had she always had that many teeth? "We think you have Seasonal Affective Disorder. You were a lot better in Pylea, with the sun." (Highly, highly amusing.)

Angel, Into the Woods Fred/Lilah. Sort of AU-ish, pre-series, in so far that Fred is working in Wolfram & Hart's library.

Buffy, Candygram! Worst Case Scenario Challenge, how to fend off a shark. In which Dawn is kick-ass and there is sushi.

Buffy, In the Bleak Midwinter Xander/Dawn. No, really. "I told you she thinks we're useless," Dawn says, kicking at a clump of snow as they walk down the sidewalk towards St. Catherine's. "Everyone else is out on a raid of the lair of the most dangerous vampires since prohibition, and we're looking for a life-size plaster baby Jesus stolen from a nativity scene."

Century Hotel, Best Man Spoilers for the David Hewlett bits of Century Hotel.

CSI, Stop Whispering Jillian Stokes thinks it's a good idea to retrieve a few things from Nick's townhouse. Post-Grave Danger. Nick/Greg.

Good Omens, A Hole in the Hedge "If anyone asked her, Pepper would say that she doesn't remember much about that time. She thinks it's better that way."

HCL, Groupie "Billy goes missing for a couple of days, though that's nothing unusual. He convinces himself that it's just one of Billy's stray cat things until Ox says something about having run into Billy at the fucking UBC art cinema, which, okay, what the fuck?" Mmm, HCL.

HP, Double Happiness Masala Lupin/Snape, nonmagical AU. "Severus had been told that the computing department would send someone to get rid of the virus that had gone through the pharmaceutical department like, well, like the disease it was described as. He disliked intensely the idea of anyone rummaging through his hard drive. But he especially disliked having Remus Lupin in his office."

HP, Society Pages "Honestly, Pansy," her mother said, just before biting down on a cream cake. "You're acting like you've never been betrothed before." Pansy Parksinson/Lavender Brown

HP, The Little Death Viktor/Cedric. Warnings at the top of the fic. Um, so not work-safe.

A Little Princess, Princesses Live Happily Ever After "Sara has discovered that listening to other people’s stories is even nicer than it is to tell her own. Becky swears loyally that Sara’s are always the best and although Sara knows that that can’t be true, Becky saying it gives her a funny, warm feeling in her chest."

Mr & Mrs Smith, Pushover "Oh, don't be such a baby," Jane said. "I'm really not sure about this," John said. Not work-safe, aka smut!

Narnia, Poleis Parts one and two of a WIP (part two linked at the end of part one.) "And that was how Edmund found himself the owner of a smooth-limbed eunuch."

QAF US, Brian Kinney Saves the Universe One morning as they were eating breakfast Brian set down the newspaper he was reading and said, "I should be a senator."

SGA, nine things john has loved and lost*
*and two things he's learning to trust will be there when he needs them
What the titles says. Awesome fic, and an interesting experiment with footnotes. (If I remember right, mouse over them to get a pop-up box with the footnote in it. May require some fiddling with settings if you use a pop-up blocker.)

SGA, Bell Curve 8/9 "On Sunday morning, Rodney woke up late and when he stumbled out of bed he found John sitting on the floor of the living room, the Los Angeles Times opened like newsprint butterfly, wings all over his floor as John methodically read every story out of the science and technology section. Rodney maybe fell in love with him but probably not, since Rodney had kind of been falling in love with John all of Saturday and for at least an hour on Friday while John was editing his thesis."

SGA, Cannonball Sweet little snippet about a heatwave and team bonding. ... Okay, that totally sounds smutty, but this one's completely gen, really!

SGA/Angel, Outward Bound Gunn/Ronon. "He was roughly twelve feet tall, with caramel skin and hazel-green eyes and the motherfucking sexiest sidearm that Gunn had ever seen, if a surface-to-air missile could qualify as a sidearm just because a twelve-foot-tall man strapped it to his thigh. He probably had Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder, he looked sort of lost and childlike when he was forced to quit patrolling and come inside with people, and he ate oatmeal with his fingers."

SGA/Father Ted Major Ted “What about M8R-271?” Elizabeth asked. “M8R-271?” His hands were back in his lap, fidgeting again. “The planet where Sergeant Doyle forced an entire village to drink her tea. At gunpoint.” Hee. I love sga_fusion.

SGA fanart, a seasonal little cartoon.

SV, teaser for the end of Visiting Hours LUTHOR HEIR VICTIM OF HATE CRIME By Lois Lane, Staff Reporter

Stargate Wallpaper Database, including SGA, SG-1, and the original movie.

femslash_today is a multifandom weekly newsletter for--what else?--femslash, yay!

The Straight Dude's Guide to Brokeback Mountain. "This necessarily presents a dilemma: how to make her happy and endure your first gay-themed movie where guys actually make out on a very big screen right in front of your face? And that’s where I come in. I’m a red-blooded American male homosexual movie critic who’s already seen “Brokeback Mountain.” And I could just tell you how great the film is, that it’s really powerful and moving and all that, but that isn’t what you want to hear. So I have some viewing tips for you, my straight brothers. I promise I’m only here to help..."

Here's a current Funky Winkerbean plot arc about comics and censorship.

From one of my daily web comics, Catharsis, Sometimes holiday cookies go horribly, terrifyingly wrong.

Liebrary. Like Balderdash, but with books.

From Library Land, a blog post about the pros and cons of Library Elf, which lets you track multiple personal library accounts, and sends email remindesr about your overdues.

Fic, vids, and some assorted stuff at the end. The usual.

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Little Things "They lie together on the hard little bed with the sheets that don’t turn back. Waiting; waiting for the roof to move." Skin-crawlingly creepy as only SF can be.

Requiem "When it's over he wanders out into the cool evening air, hand pressed over his mouth, eyes hot and wet." Rodney goes to a concert and is moved. Which doesn't quite capture the eloquent grief in this short snippet.

Passing"You can pass, can't you?" Rodney said, finally. "You can pass for normal."

Temporary Engagement When CEO Elizabeth Weir needs someone to pose as her fiance, she turns to her administrative assistant, one Radek Zalenka... (sga_flashfic and the Harlequin challenge strike again!)

Fearless, Mindless Fancy John is Mulder to Rodney's Scully. It is an AU, there is a haunted house, and it's all even funnier if you've seen way too many haunted house documentaries. (Like the truly cheesy Creepy Canada...)

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Vids:

If I Were Gay made me laugh. A lot.

Wraith Wraith Bug is cracktastic. (But you should watch the Llama Llama Duck vid first, as linked with the SGA vid, if only to get some idea what the words are.)

Hallelujah as an SGA vid, and even though the Firefly one is still what I think of first, this is an awesome vid in its own right.

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More fic that's not SGA:

Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy slash, Second Best Arthur learns that "not if you were the last man on earth" means exactly that.

Due South/Harry Potter crossover
How to Spot a Rabid Animal Two wolves, no rabies.

Firefly/Buffy, Her Vorpal Sword in Hand, River/Cordelia.

Angel, The Role of Fred Burkle Will Be Played by Charlize Theron "It was a good thing Harmony was sober, or things might have gotten out of hand..." Fred/Harmony. Fun!

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Misc stuff:

Offbeat New Tokyopop series. I love my shoujo/shounen ai manga! Where else can you get taglines like "Not Your Usual Boy Meets Boy Story..."? I think I'm going to have to pick up at least the first volume of this...

Things I’ve learned from British folk ballads "Don’t ignore warnings. If someone tells you to beware of Long Lankin, friggin’ beware of him. If someone tells you not to go by Carterhaugh, stay away. Same goes for your mother asking you not to go out hunting on a particular day. Portents about weather, particularly when delivered by an old sailor who is not currently chatting up a country maid, are always worth heeding." It goes on from there...

CBC on Demand Free CBC shows online! Including The Newsroom and two seasons of Kids in the Hall.

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I've still got links from while I was away, and the couple days before that, and also, a con report. Which I may actually write sometime befoe next summer. (Actually, I'll have to do something with it soon, since I was the official taker of quotes all weekend, and I'd hate it if they went to waste. Mwah.) Also, mockingspike has filked queenzulu's con experience. It's called "I'm Sorry, Larry Niven," and is genuinely more fact than fiction. Especially the bit about the naked swimming.

We attempted to play the Pretender drinking game with chaleur23 and queenzulu this weekend, and all failed abominably at even getting tipsy. I think we started too late at night or something, because there was ample opportunity. That, or we shouldn't have started with the really dramatic season opener ep...

My random links for the day are: a cute little Macdonald Hall fanfic snippet "As Free As the Wind", and for queenzulu, a Angel/Babysitters Club crossover, and for deireanach, a completely sex-free yet snarky House fic.

Also, U.S. Army being investigated by Rowling and Warner Bros over a Harry Potter parody comic on preventative maintenance. (And there are captiony things that say things like "Page 3: Using a dry wand..." *snerk*), and there's a new yuri (f/f anime fanfic) fanfic archive, Yuriville. There's only a few stories so far, but I'm hoping some more obscure fandom type stuff will go up.

Still need to show queenzulu some more This is Wonderland! (pets icon)