Title: Silent mouth, creeping dawn
Fandom: 2pm
Pairing: Jaebum/Nichkhun or Nichkhun/Jaebum (depends how you see it)
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: humor, sentiment, sex, language, dirty phone stuff and illusion. Also, possible re-shaping of band history.
Summary:  just say what you mean

Disclaimer: Do not own. Just exploiting my rights as a fan.
Notes: Me? Writing K-POP fanficiton? I never thought I'd see the day. Seriously. It took me long enough though. This isn't even my favorite pairing or however that works...I just enjoy the resulting image. Which is light hearted stuff...distracting me from this and that.


( Hey look at me and you, back then, back when, that once upon a place ago, when we used to think we were happy. Remember then? )

Tags: 2pm, fanfiction, k-pop
Current Mood: accomplished

Everyone who sent me birthday wishes, thank you so much. The PMs, the emails, the v-gifts, the tweets - honestly, it was all absolutely amazing. Your good thoughts, good wishes, and good friendship meant so much to me that I can't even begin to explain it all. I'd name you each individually, but it's well over half my active flist, and I'd be here all night. Thank you, each and every one of you.

GROUP HUGS FOR EVERYONE! *HUGHUGHUGHUGHUG*

So, Shapely Prose...

I don't actually agree full-bore with everything she says all the time, because I do think there is a relationship, if not quite the one(s)* being pushed by large chunks of society, between weight/food and health, but I also think that given how prevalent those social messages are, having some voices that are a little over the top on the other side is probably all to the good.

Anyway, today she talks about the effort to have kids not leave Santa cookies because cookies are a sometimes food, and the comments, in which people write letters to Santa and tell him why he can't have cookies, may have me falling off my chair with giggle. Possibly repeatedly.

*The messages I think are bad are: 1. fat people are unethical and weak and probably pathetic; 2. fatness and weight can be measured and talked about in absolutes even in the absence of other data; 3. only thin people are pretty. The messages I wish we spent more time on are: 1. feeling well and strong are worthy goals and sometimes but not always weight management/reduction is a part of reaching them; 2. the ethics of consumption are about sustainability and sharing of resources, not about fatness; 3. beauty isn't about skirt size.

Nothing about any of that should be taken as a criticism of the efforts I am aware many people who might read this have made to change their own bodies.

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okay I'm sorry but Sydney has some seriously schizophrenic weather.
It was 40degrees all day yesterday, where it stormed out of no where for about 3 minutes around midday, stopped, went back to causing cancer, then the sun fell off and it stormed again. And TODAY was absolutely freezing, I actually felt sick sitting at the train station this afternoon because of how cold the wind was. Is it not Summer?

This isn't really a complaint. I just feel a little mislead.

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Oh and I went Christmas shopping on Thursday evening. I spent...a lot of money. More than I've ever spent on a gift before - and it was all on one person. They better be feelin' the love.

---> also, I finally got myself these bebaroque tights that I've been eyeing off for almost a year now.



I'm a little disappointed because the ones that I really really wanted were sold out, but these are very similar. <3

I paid for them last week, so when I got home from work this afternoon and saw a package waiting at the doorstep, naturally I didn't think twice about who else it might have belonged to. LOL SO I OPENED IT. To my surprise, it was not a pair of beautiful sheer tights, but a fucking investment booklet/pamphlets strategically folded and actually addressed to my next door neighbor - the post man must have gotten confused.

I shall have an interesting time explaining to my Yugoslavian neighbor why I ripped the fuck out of her mail tomorrow.

And I don't want to get up at 6am tomorrow. HELP!

Tags: fashion: leggings, rl

Title: Conspiracy
Pairing: Kirk/McCoy
Words: 1600
Rating: PG
A/N: I know, shocking lack of porn. Sry. Established Kirk/McCoy, shortly post-XI.

( Conspiracy )

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Tags: star trek: kirk/mccoy

I've got 1.5inch of black regrowth. And my hair is no longer that steely blue, but kind of this washed out gray brown granny colour. Lol OH GOD. I'm getting it cut off and coloured again on Sunday and I'm SO relieved.
And it's a colour that I've never gone before too. *sneaky smile* I'm both nervous and excited about what the results will be.

Ah, it will be a nice change for the Summer :)


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Christmas is drawing nearer, but I hardly feel it. One of my work colleagues has already ransacked most 2 dollar stores for lights, stockings, trinkets and practically anything that sparkles in green and red. I looked on in mild disinterest. Then it struck me...this girl is from AMERICA. *giggle*
And we talked briefly about our cultural differences. The way Australia kind of ghosts a lot of other traditions, and doesn't really have any of it's own. Let's not argue. Just let it go okay? lol

I don't want anything for christmas really. I've stopped hoping for stuff a long time ago. It's now just a matter of what to get everybody else, will it be good enough, will they like it, does it come this way...and if I have enough money left over to buy those pair of shoes, or that lens, and this concert ticket etc.
I feel funny and old.

I miss feeling surprised every year.
...I MISS JAK <3

---> actually there is something I want. I wanna go back to Japan and get my entire back tattooed. Yes. It will happen next year.

Tags: japan, rl
Current Mood: content

Title: Edible Tattoos
Pairing: Kirk/McCoy
Rating: NC17
Warnings: none
Word Count: ~2150
Summary: Jim has a plan, involving edible Christmassy tattoos.
A/N: Written for Space Wrapped, a Kirk/McCoy Christmas countdown comm. So, I've been awake a lot lately (no, I mean a LOT) and am all screwed up for time. I had one fic I started for this, and then I realized it was getting all involved and there was no way it was getting done today, so I though, okay, but I can always do porn, short and sweet, right? And then the porn developed other traits, like possibly oversugary sweetness.

Tags: star trek: kirk/mccoy

(and hoping she doesn't notice the plagiarism) (am kidding. Beth, I am plagiarizing you. Sry.)

No, I'm just a little too sleepystupid to be more coherent on my own, and she says all the things I mean to, so.

Anyway.

Take a look at this charming news from synecdochic about LJ's decision to make Gender a mandatory field and only allow the options 'Male' or 'Female.'

Even if I didn't have friends who identify as transgender or genderqueer, I'd still be disgusted by LJ's shortsighted and, quite frankly, hateful decision, because...what will our next mandatory binary choice be? “Black or White?” “Christian or Atheist?” How many ways can you imagine you being written out of the equation?

Read the relevant linked posts, consider changing your gender listing to unspecified' while you still can (if you haven't already done it), and consider – one more time – whether it might not be smarter to leave LJ once and for all.


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Part not from Beth: so, in following links, it seems pretty clear the intent is probably targeting for ads, which, yeah, hi, I don't actually want pop-ups and flash ads in the first place? but oh my GOD do I ever not want ads that guess what I will like based upon my biological gender, because, and I swear this is not a slam against those of you who are fond of cosmetics and shoes, but I am not one of you, and I already tolerate 837456826345 pages of less-intrusive nonblinky ads for these and similar in magazines more aimed toward women. Not that I want to see more ads for trucks, either, but I'm more likely to buy a truck than a truckload of shoes. Anyway. This shit is not binary, sorry, and I know there is a whole industry of people who try to take demographics and break them down this way and I know that by and large, they see trends and averages and it works well enough for them, but it doesn't work well enough for me, and I can't imagine I'm so very unusual that my frequent irritation at assumptions made along these lines is totally off the end of the curve.

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EDIT: There are now addenda to the original post in which the US GM asserts this was all a test thing and they really had no such intent. I think that's ass-covering, but as long as the outcome is Not Do That, okay. *Waits for next time they do a code push*

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Heh, yesterday, in a locked post (locked because it was mostly about other kinds of content), I said something to the effect that we were now in the annual period of impatience, in which we wait for fic both by and for self to post at various fests.

This morning, fic for me is up at both Happy Trekmas [here] and Smutty Claus [here is the fic; the Smutty_Claus post at LJ is here].

Either I have a superpower (in which case, I probably should use it more directly for good rather than for making the world eject fic for me), or I am the beneficiary of entertaining serendipity.

:D

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Today's Bridge2Sickbay prompts were all images. I did some other drabbles and stuff, but here, you get one with babies, and one with ow.

Title: Child Development
Prompt: Spock, Uhura: a picture of two babies in a spilled-over box of packing peanuts
Words: 350, sappy.

( Child Development )

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Title: Still Standing
Prompt: Author's choice (Kirk, McCoy): a picture of six blue and red darts that have all missed a yellow balloon.
Words: 400, ouchy.

( Still Standing )

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Tags: star trek: kirk/mccoy, star trek: not kirk/mccoy