Tag: response

theyoungwander
replied to your post “Morning, 22 Dec 16”

Again?! What is with this polka? There are some many more, quieter options.

They stopped within about half an hour, but still. They woke me up with it today, which is extremely annoying. I don’t like starting my morning off pissed and only a very achy body and some skin sensitivity issues away from some property destruction.

(I now have headphones on, and if they start again, I won’t hear them. It’s awesome.)

shinyrock6498
replied to your post “Morning, 12 Dec 16”

good luck, i know this stuff is not easy. i hope everything went as well as it can go.

It went successfully, with only one meltdown, and today has been a marathon on something I thought I’d actually dealt with months ago, and had a very short deadline to get fixed, and right now I’m feeling exhausted and a little like I’m skidding around the edge of something yawning large and dark and hungry.

Still, skidding safely around the edge, with a new lifeline anchored, and some thinky thoughts about keeping up until I can get a little more help (right now, medication to make my brain stop trying to kill me sounds fucking fantastic and might actually be within reach after yesterday’s success).

Tomorrow will be swimming, and then a nap and maybe some story words, even if it’s only 100 words dragged kicking and screaming into existence. (I have a bar of dark chocolate, and high hopes for it to do it’s normal magic, but it’s a little late to eat any tonight.)

the-last-hair-bender
replied to your post “Brain, can we please maybe save the frustration for things actually…”

So, I don’t know if this will help for you but it helped me. Physically yell at your depression and tell it to fuck off. As loudly as you can get away with.

If that doesn’t work, than know that I adore you and if you need to talk I’m around.

Yelling isn’t an option, more for my own anxiety/probable PTSD than because of other people. I do find that saying something, even if all I’m doing is grumbling into the void of the internet, does help, at least a little.

Right now, there is also hot ramen with extra ginger to help encourage whatever is trying to inhabit my respiratory tract to fuck off, plenty of water, and attempts to figure out what Julian is up to in my raised-by-the-Obsidian-Order AU, because so far I’m not entirely sure it’s going to add up to a plot.

(Other than Julian has decided that he’s going to keep two Obsidian Order spies, two Bajoran ex-resistance cell members, one half-Cardassian teenager, and possibly a handful of Starfleet officers. They’re his, they chose him, he’ll keep them, thank you, yes he knows they have jobs to do, they can do them, that’s awesome, they’re still his, and name a god to fail to help you if you hurt them.)

Also, thank you. I’m sitting here grinning because compliments and talking, and it’s an awesome reinforcement that my brain is lying to me a lot. 🙂

Absolutely adoring Transformations et alia. (I will not admit the noise I made when I saw you writing those two.) Are you going to be putting them on the Archive, collated?

Transformation will go up on AO3 after some clean up, which could mean next week, or it could mean January, depending on various factors mostly related to brick-space.

Any untitled drabbles will probably not be until I get to them later, and figure out titles for them. At least one of the drabbles won’t be because it got modified and rolled into Transformation.

The newest and still unnamed plot bunny that has been a voracious thing with fangs and is already nearly 8k, and I’m pretty sure isn’t done yet, will need some extensive revisions before it goes on AO3, as well as a title. (Also, probably need to sit down and sort out my Cardassian OCs, because I’m trying to make sure Nadya and Aerit don’t read the same, and I’m too close to having written things to be sure either way.)

aniseandspearmint
replied to your post “Brain. Brain, no. No, we are not coming up with another AU right now….”

Hah, lol. They don’t care that you’ve got five million already. They latch on and it’s like the harder you try to NOT develop it, the louder it shouts/the harder it bites down.

And they do not care that you’re in the middle of developing another one, and trying to write one of the primary stories of that other one, they want their at-least-notes right now, and plans be damned.

It doesn’t help that this one is planning to be a vicious little shit, and I’m not sure I’m ready to deal with the angst it’s likely to drop on my lap. None of my other Trek (named) AUs have done that.

*sighs, and goes back to trying to figure out who’s doing what while Garak and Bashir are causing havoc*

lilyrose225writes
replied to your post “Harry Potter/Goldeneye: Turncoat Wizards: Bandages”

i have no clue what this verse is but i’m loving the snipets

Turncoat Wizards is comprised entirely of snippets, and works on the idea that Alec Trevelyan (006, Janus) from Goldeneye is a wizard, and in fact, all those who have been 006 have been wizards. (Also, 007 is always James Bond after becoming 007, no matter who they might have been before.)

After Goldeneye (1995), Alec manages to apparate out of the way of the falling satellite antenna, and is subsequently rescued by his favorite spell-creation partner (Severus Snape), who really doesn’t have time for this shit, I’m busy trying to save the world, damn you, Trevelyan.

The mess that is the end of Voldemort and company happens, Alec sneaks into the Hut while everyone’s busy and takes Snape’s body to go bury it where no few others share the plot (Snape buried their teacher there, and that one’s before hand, and probably more than half of the wizards who’ve been 006 are in that set of plots, and no one outside the line of 006s and other wizarding spies who’ve been taught down this line know where the plots are).

Alec is also a stubbornly vindictive little bastard, asks the current 006 (Millicent Bulstrode) where Bond is, and gets not the Bond he was familiar with (Pierce Brosnan), but a different one (Daniel Craig). Shenanigans, most of them impolite and impolitic, and some just not appearing on screen because I’m not really writing that any longer.

Millicent finds this irritating, and eventually tells Alec and Bond to fuck off, she has a job to do, and it isn’t babysitting them and their shenanigans. (In one timeline, it happens after M dies, and Millicent is furious and grieving, but she does her job. No other M will die on her watch. In another, she does so before Silva gets free, and Silva underestimates her to his downfall. Millicent refuses to let Bond even attempt to take the least credit for her good work.)

I’m posting the old ones in what amounts to alphabetical order as I go through and post older fic. They’re not particularly written in chronological order, so it doesn’t much matter if they’re not read in chronological order, either.

Nominally, there is a half-finished longer piece, but. There’s a co-author and there is smut and I am not in any good headspace to attempt to extract useful stuff from it right now.

@rusc-of-airgead replied to your post “Morning, 17 Nov 16”

A little brain dead. I didn’t get out of clinic till half way through my lunch break, and now I’m half way through my second oral cancer lecture. But its a beautiful day here (if cold)

*offers a hug and a hot drink*

I hope you were able to get at least a little something to eat, even though your lunch break was cut short. Also, yay for beautiful weather!