Challenge #229 Voting

Jan. 11th, 2026 04:41 pm
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* Vote for the best THREE (3) ICONS in order of preference (f.e. 80, 66, 57). Voting is weighted, meaning first place gets 3 points, second place gets 2 points, third place gets 1 point.
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* Voting ends in two weeks, at the end of the next challenge.

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Jan. 11th, 2026 09:21 am
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Currently waiting for the groceries to be delivered. Last weekend we heard Giant might start outsourcing the deliver, which would've been bad enough. But no, it seems they're merely firing their drivers and forcing their store employees to deliver the groceries instead. Which means we can only order what's available at the local store. And the number of things that were listed as out of stock yesterday when we tried to order them was kind of ridiculous.
At least I finished this:

Title: Heart's Blood
Fandom: Baldur's Gate 3
Characters: Astarion/Halsin
Disclaimer: They both belong to Larian
Warning: Vampirism
Note: Me turning vampire feeding into nonsexual intimacy, because Astarion deserves that much.

For two hundred years, consuming what he needed to consume to survive has been, to Astarion, a humiliating business. )

The Mad Stamp Collector

Jan. 11th, 2026 01:44 pm
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Posted by Timothy Snyder

The boy grew up in a happy neighborhood, among good friends. People shared what they had, and looked after one another. When a neighbor needed a hand with a chore, others

were there to help. If someone wanted to borrow a tool, or anything else, it was readily provided. The boy never knew anything else.

The boy liked to greet the mailman, and he took an interest in stamps. One of his neighbors, a teenager, invited the boy to come look at his own collection. The boy was delighted. “Here,” said the teenager, handing the boy the album, “borrow for it as long as you like.” And so the boy took it home. He kept it for years, for decades. As the boy and the teenager grew into manhood, the borrowed stamp collection was a sign of friendship.

As the boy aged, however, his interest in stamps grew into an obsession. He ceased to enjoy the stamps, to think about their beauty and their history. He simply wanted to possess them. He began to say puzzling things to the neighbor about the collection. Rather than seeing the loan as a sign of friendship, he seemed resent that the neighbor had any claim on the stamps at all.

One night he broke into his neighbor’s house with a gun. When the neighbor awoke, he pointed the gun and said: “You see that I can invade your house. If the stamp collection had been here instead of in my house, I could have stolen it. From now on that stamp collection is mine, and you have to admit it.”

What had the mad stamp collector done? He has the stamp collection, but of course he had it before. He wants everyone to say that now it is his possession, but no one does, least of all his neighbor. He has lost the neighborhood, and all the more important forms of cooperation. He sits at home and turns pages of the album. He writes his name in big letters on its cover.

Though the stamp collector is too mad to see it, he has destroyed the foundations of his own life. Until the night of the break-in, he could have borrowed anything he wanted from that neighbor, or from anyone on the block. Now every house is closed to him, and he no longer has friends, nor will ever have any. He has nothing except for his madness.

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The fable of the mad stamp collector is the story of American foreign policy. It expresses the president’s approach to Greenland, Denmark, and our allies in general. There is nothing in Greenland, or for that matter on the territory of other American allies, that we could not have, if we asked. That is the nature of old, trusting relationships, and the order represented by the NATO alliance.

As matters stand right now, the United States has the use of the territory of Greenland. We have had a military base at Pituffik for decades. We now station about two hundred troops there; if we wanted to station thousands instead of hundreds, we could do so. We did during the cold war. If American companies are interested in the Greenland’s natural resources, they can sign contracts.

If we believe, as the president and vice-president keep saying, that there is a Russian or Chinese threat to the island, then we could station more troops there, or invite the Danes or any other ally to do so. Or we could ask the Danes to build another base on another part of the island. Or we could do something meaningful about Arctic security, instead of denying global warming and letting Russia build all the icebreakers.

The Danes have been among the closest allies of the United States for three quarters of a century. The base at Pituffik is a sign of that friendship. When the Americans realized in 1951 that they had urgent need of that site of Greenland for nuclear defense, the Danes readily agreed. This was one of the crucial moments in the history of NATO, the alliance that both nations had helped to found two years before.

It is the NATO alliance that enables the American presence on Greenland, and it is the NATO alliance that the United States threatens when it threatens its ally Denmark. So long as the United States and Denmark are promised to defend one another from attack, Greenland is defended by both of them, and indeed by all of the other NATO allies. If the NATO alliance ceases to exist, then Greenland immediately becomes much less secure -- and, for that matter, so does every other member of the alliance, including the United States. Nothing could strengthen Russia and China more than the end of NATO.

Trump, the mad stamp collector, has everything he could possibly want, except the ability to appreciate any of it, or be appreciative of the work that others do to create it. He can gain nothing for the United States by insisting on owning Greenland, but he can lose everything which has helped to make Americans safer and more prosperous. He can lose the neighborhood.

It might seem odd to describe all of this as a fable -- and I am sorry to Greenlanders for having compared their island to stamp collection. But the fabular form is far more honest than pretending that Trump has a notion of the United States and its interests. He just wants to see a flag in the snow. He just wants his name on the album. There is nothing more than the madness, and that is where we must begin.

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Film post: Voices of Desire (1972)

Jan. 11th, 2026 02:10 pm
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Okay, this one's going to need a bit of explaining. Basically, after finding out how badly Sandra Peabody was mistreated while making The Last House on the Left, I wanted to watch the two other movies where she had a starring role. Her film career was pretty minor and in exploitation pictures of one kind or another, apart from a couple of early films that are lost. I'll be writing about Teenage Hitchhikers (which is better than that title makes it sound but even more a product of its time) at some point in the future, but Voices of Desire comes earlier chronologically. So, as it's its star's 78th birthday today, here's my review of that:

Sandra Peabody is not known to have been psychologically or emotionally abused by any of her co-stars while making this movie, which automatically makes Voices of Desire her best film of 1972. As a piece of cinema, though, this picture by "Mark Urbell" (actually Chuck Vincent, in his feature direction debut) is... odd. Very odd. Peabody, billed under the pseudonym Liyda [sic] Cassell, stars as Anna, a young woman who after answering a New York payphone hears heavy breathing and creepy voices and ends up in the clutches of some kind of sex cult. It's told in flashback as she tells her story to a policeman.

The film is a weird mixture of eroticism, bits of genuinely creepy horror, piano music and arthouse weirdness, and the storyline is not always easy to follow. Expect substantial quantities of 1970s-style softcore sex and nudity, male and female. The print I saw was pretty poor quality, and I needed the (third-party) French subtitles to work out some of the English dialogue! It often feels slow for its 70-minute runtime, though the ending is surprisingly satisfying. Still, Voices of Desire is almost certainly the best film ever made in which a woman delightedly rubs the entire contents of a fruit bowl over her naked body as plinky classical music plays. ★★
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Hello on Sunday! What kind of a writing day has it been so far today -- or if today hasn't gotten going yet, how did you fare yesterday?

       - I thought about my fic once or twice
       - I wrote
       - I did some planning and/or outlining
       - I did research and/or canon review
       - I edited
       - I've sent my fic off to my beta
       - I posted today!
       - I'm taking a break
       - I did something else that I'll talk about in a comment

Sunday Discussion:  It's a new writing week, how are you doing so far with meeting writing goals for the month? 

Yuletide 2025

Jan. 11th, 2026 01:18 pm
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Here's a bit of admin I didn't manage to do while I was away. For yuletide this year, I got the following story from [profile] ryfkah:

More A Comment Than A Question (2285 words) by ryfkah
Fandom: The Day Before the Revolution - Ursula K. Le Guin, The Dispossessed - Ursula K. Le Guin
Characters: Laia Asieo Odo, Sadik (The Dispossessed)

Odo!

“I’m Laia.” If the voice wanted her father, she thought, crossly, it could go and get him; why was it bothering her?

Oh. The voice sounded startled. You’re too small. I got it wrong. Then, hopefully: Do you have any thoughts yet about anarchism and the necessity of constant revolution?



I was caught right in the maelstrom of the day 1 de-anonning - as in, had opened the tab with the author's name on it and then went back to the laptop every few minutes for an hour to look at the recipe in the next tab - and learned later that I had been an unwitting part of a greater scheme of deception! But honestly I was thrilled at the news Becca was writing me regardless, she is the best and this story is wonderful: does such a good job at catching on to the themes of the original, and does this via a funny little time travel scenario that fits brilliantly into the original. I highly recommend it.

I wrote the following stories:

Flowering (4850 words) by raven
Fandom: The Chronicles of Chrestomanci - Diana Wynne Jones
Relationships: Cat Chant & Christopher Chant
Characters: Cat Chant, Christopher Chant, Millie Chant
Additional Tags: Coming of Age, Queer Themes
Summary:

“Keep the home fires burning, Cat, will you,” Chrestomanci says lazily, and Millie blows Cat a kiss before the portal shuts.


My assigned story, and a couple of people can attest how much I hated it, hated writing it, and how much I wanted to burn it to the ground. I'm in a phase right now where writing fiction is just beyond my ken. It's too hard and it makes my soul ache. But I had been on a podcast, Eight Days of Diana Wynne Jones, on an episode about The Lives of Christopher Chant, so I thought I was feeling Chrestomanci sufficiently much to write it. I was not and I could not. But then I missed the deadline for no-fault default, and felt masochistic enough to continue somehow. I eventually resolved to orphan the story once yuletide was over - I have not done this. Quite a lot of people liked it and I'm grateful to them for saying so! But I learned my lesson here about giving up when I'm ahead.

promises made to be broken, made to last (1988 words) by raven
Fandom: Shetland (TV)
Relationships: Ruth Calder/Alison McIntosh
Characters: Ruth Calder, Alison McIntosh
Additional Tags: New Year's Eve, Romance, Alternate Universe - Witchcraft
Summary:

Ruth's not much of a witch, not really. Kneeling beside a corpse on the year’s turn is something any woman can do.


Here's one that was different! I've seen some of this show, I've been to the islands, but hadn't been particularly inspired to write for it. But then [personal profile] walkthegale was having a bad time just before Christmas, and I'd been promising her something for nearly a year, and, and. On the morning of 24 December I texted her lovely wife with a neverending slew of canon questions and scribbled and scribbled. I got this written finally an hour before the deadline and it was all worth it because C loved her gift and guessed it was me even before the de-anon. I was really pleased this whole thing came off.

ashes, ashes (2099 words) by raven
Fandom: The Incandescent - Emily Tesh
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Sapphire “Saffy” Walden/Laura Kenning
Characters: Sapphire “Saffy” Walden, Laura Kenning
Additional Tags: Aftermath, Recovery, Yuletide Treat
Summary:

It was time to go, and Laura said, “Saffy, you could come with me”—and Saffy said maybe, and it meant something but neither of them knew yet what.


I don't know that I have much to say about this one! I wrote it a few months ago, before the creative void, so it was nice to have a story in the archive that I definitely liked that wasn't written in a mad hurry. The recipient didn't show up, but we can't have everything.

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Jan. 11th, 2026 12:17 pm
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I got a personalized bingo card from An Owomoyela, here thank you!

unicorns octopus enemies to friends magic cozy
music prehistory world building dancing love
disability ancient humans FREE SPACE sewing spaceships
mercy magic school deep sea dragons narrowboats
elves grace tolkien ecology trees


When I wrote one of my age of sail novels, I wrote 100 drabbles to fit a prompt square, all interlinked, instead of a plot plan, and then expanded them into the larger story, and that worked really well. So instead of doing an individual short story for each of these, I think I'll do the same for the cozy fantasy I'm writing now, and use them as prompts for the chapters I have left.

Speaking of original fiction, I thought I would start a community in which original fic writers could discuss fic writing, get support and advice from each other etc. So if that would be a thing you are interested in, you can find it here https://original-fic.dreamwidth.org/

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Jan. 11th, 2026 11:47 am
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I've just realized that this is the first time I spend so much time away from my computer since I was a literal child lmao

December has been busy. I thought I would have some time to update my blog once the holidays started, but between trying to spend more time at F's place, buying presents, cooking stuff, and trying to coordinate the calendars of seven people (four of whom live abroad and would leave before the end of the holidays) to try to spend as much time as possible together since we won't see each other (maybe 👀) until summer... well, that didn't pan out lol I was barely home until after New Years, and spent the rest of the holidays reading and desperately trying to get at least SOME rest before the training course started again.

Sooo how did these holidays go? I baked a metric shitton of cookies and redistributed among my friends; got 0 presents from my family, but as always my friends have got my back and did give me presents (❤️); I got to meet one of my closest friends' boyfriend for the first time (he seems nice, and was shocked by the fact we all got him presents lol). We spent Christmas Eve at F's place. It was just a simple dinner before my nieces opened their presents, nothing like the big, chaotic parties my aunt usually organizes. On New Year's Eve, we had dinner at my place; just me, my parents, my sister, and H with her mom. We played one of those dinner with a murder games and then a few rounds of cards. There were moments when you could see the grief hovering over the table, but all in all we had a good time together.

And now my friends are gone and the training course has started again. I spend all morning from Monday to Friday at the course, and by the time I'm home I'm tired as fuck. I've been reading a decent amount. I finished three books since the start of the year: "Tomorrow, and Tomorrow, and Tomorrow" by Gabrielle Zevin (which I have Opinions™ on lol), "Lincoln in the Bardo" by George Saunders (my second time attempting to read this one, and I'm surprised by how much I enjoyed it this time around!), and a book originally called "Au coeur du Yamato" by Aki Shimazaki (did not enjoy this one), which has apparently been translated in English as well, but I can't find any trace of that lol
I'm now almost halfway through "American Pastoral" by Philip Roth and... I kinda hate it! I might just drop it. It's WILD, because I was really vibing with it at the beginning, but the moment female characters start showing up, it's just. Ew. I'm not sure I can stand it much longer.
I also just started "The Covenant of Water" by Abraham Verghese (my brain was kinda fried as I was reading, but I am enjoying it so far) and "City of God" by Paulo Lins (idk what I think about this one yet lol).

Talking about the training course: it's going well! The single guy in the class brought us a pastiera napoletana made by his mom on our first day back, we have met two new instructors and they seem chill, and the sheer LEVELS of unhinged we reach in this place is just insane lmao I was on my period when we got back, and I was worried it might end up kicking me in the butt and making me miss hours, but in the end, what kicked my ass wasn't my period :° I randomly got an allergic reaction to something on the last hour of the last class before this weekend and had to haul ass home to take antihistamine and hope I didn't need cortisone for it. I didn't, in the end. I just scared the crap out of the supervisor lmao

The weekend was good, though. I managed to get some rest yesterday, had sushi for dinner, sushi for lunch today, and I'm gonna go out later (hopefully). I started the new season of Fallout with my dad and my sister, and watched the new JJK episodes and the first episode of Trigun Stargaze. I'm hoping to sleep well tonight, because next week is gonna be kinda heavy, with a lot of tests and a lot of running around to take care of some bureaucratic stuff. Fingers crossed!

Snowflake #4: A Rec!

Jan. 11th, 2026 07:55 am
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Challenge #4: Rec The Contents Of Your Last Page

Any website that you like, be it fanfiction, art, social media, or something a bit more eccentric!


A Rec! This is my favorite long Shetland TV fic that I read in 2025. I could read a hundred fics like this.

Wait along (48545 words) by aurorlaura
Chapters: 17/17
Fandom: Shetland (TV)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Duncan Hunter/Jimmy Perez
Characters: Jimmy Perez, Duncan Hunter, Alison McIntosh, Sandy Wilson, Rhona Kelly, Original Characters, Billy McCabe, Alan Killick, Original Dog Character(s), Cassie Perez, James Perez, Mary Perez, Isobel Tulloch, Donnie Tulloch
Additional Tags: Post-Season/Series 05 Finale, Scotland, Case Fic, First Time, Friends to Lovers, Pre-Season/Series 06
Summary:

Jimmy Perez investigates a series of homophobic attacks while sorting out his and Duncan's co-existence. Various original characters pass through including a hound and some otters. There's some light day hiking, Lerwick Tesco, hints at alcohol problems, a bit of Alice Brooks, visits to Fair Isle and to The Lounge, and the return to Shetland of both Cassie and her half brother. Sandy's let off and Rhona's a hero. Tosh is dependable.

Why I liked it: Its one of the few longer Jimmy/Duncan fics, and it's well written, and hits the getting together while solving a case beats like a pro. It captures what I love about the characters from the show, Jimmy and Duncan's friendship, and lets it turn into something more without letting either of them drift out of characters. It's just a great story all around.

Dragalia Lost - Grin, Gleam

Jan. 11th, 2026 07:45 am
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Title: Grin, Gleam
Fandom: Dragalia Lost
Rating: AA
Notes: Xander, Leonidas
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grin, gleam )

Where there’s hope, there’s life

Jan. 11th, 2026 11:47 am
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Posted by Felicity Spector

Ruslan Omarov is one of Ukraine’s unsung heroes - evacuating people and their animals from the combat zone in Ukraine’s embattled eastern city Kupyansk. He drives there from Kharkiv down impossibly hazardous roads, which frequently come under fire, several times a week. On the way out there, he takes a full load of freshly baked bread.

Ruslan is a volunteer with the NGO X-traverse, and has been helping his fellow citizens since the full-scale invasion broke out. Back then he had begun helping elderly people and young families to escape the intense bombardment in Kharkiv, then got together with friends to create more organised support.

Together with another volunteer, Vasilysa Gaidenko, they built a shelter for people in the town of Chuhuiv and took a food truck to de-occupied regions in 2023, funded by an Indian charity. The food came from local Kharkiv restaurants Yaposhka and Gaga. They told Lyuk magazine that the truck was a “celebration on wheels”, something for people to look forward to when all around them was fearful and bleak. When people start to smile, they said, this is what gives them life back.

He’s now turned his focus to his home city of Kupyansk, scene of some of the fiercest fighting of 2025. In December, Vladimir Putin claimed Russia had captured the city: days later President Zelenskyy posted a video of himself outside the city sign, proving rather spectacularly that Russians were not in control. It was a bold move - the video was filmed just a few miles from Russian lines.

Ruslan was born and grew up in Kupyansk, and knows the terrain - it has become so dangerous that X-traverse is the only organisation which still manages to evacuate people there. I went to meet him in Kharkiv, where bakers who had arrived there in April were busy baking bread. Together with another volunteer, Albina, they told me they had built the space from scratch after the bakery where they had worked in Kupyansk had been completely destroyed. They work through the night to make sure the bread Ruslan delivers is perfectly fresh. Sometimes they also make cookies and pastries for children.

They plan to scale up production to six or seven days a week, and showed me a room at the back which they wanted to turn into a shop selling fresh bread and other baked goods. That would enable them to make some money to cover the charitable work, as well as an exhibition space to remember their home city, which has largely been reduced to ruins. “You will be able to look at photos of Kupyansk before the war, because we want to show that cities should not die, that we should live and strive for peace. So we will show the history of what was, for people who come from there to remember their familiar places, and for others to see the history as it was.” They even want to have some furry marmots known as ‘baybak’ - which is considered a symbol of the city. “A lot of people move here from the combat zone, and they have no work, nothing - but we want to attract them all to visit us and help them to find work”.

I went back into the main space to watch the bakers, with decades of experience between them, starting the bread making process: one lady was getting a batch of dark rye ‘Borodinsky’ bread going, already fragrant with caraway, honey and malted rye. She added water and some sunflower oil, and watched carefully as the mixer pummeled the craggy mass into a glossy, treacle-brown dough. I asked what equipment they still needed. Top of the list was an oven that could run on solid fuel pellets, for the frequent periods of blackout. “We need an oven that can work without electricity, because the power is often turned off, and the weather is only getting colder. The building we are in now works autonomously from large boilers that run on these pellets, and we would like to have everything working on the same system.”

At the moment they make around 600 loaves of ‘social bread’ a week but they want to scale up, if they can raise the necessary funds - “this is never enough, and production is expensive”. They want to supply people in three frontline villages around Derhachi, north of Kharkiv - and they’ve been asked if they could help displaced people from Kupyansk who now live in dormitories. “But we have to focus our efforts on places where there is nothing, where people live in the most difficult conditions. If we have this bigger pellet oven we will be able to bake more bread, and more quickly. It would simplify everything and increase our production capacity.”

Ruslan says his mission is simple - to help ordinary civilians who find themselves in traumatic circumstances, with no military support. “We believe it is necessary not to solve problems with the help of weapons. Nothing can be solved. And we hope that weapons will avoid us in the same way”. Looking at the videos which Ruslan posts each week of his evacuation trips, it looks utterly impossible that he makes it there and back. In winter the road is turned into a nightmarish assault course of huge, ice filled crevasses and banks of slippery mud. There are net tunnels, built over front line roads to protect against fibre-optic drones, and others which drop explosives on any passing cars. The nets do not cover everywhere, and they cannot offer total protection. But Ruslan somehow makes it there, gives out the bread to the few hundred people who remain, and brings back those who are most vulnerable, or whose relatives finally persuaded them to leave.

“I take bread, somehow support them, give them important medicine. I bring back the sick, people with limited mobility, and injured people. I take them to a safe location. Because no volunteers can come here. There are no military to take them out.” He describes the precarious journey in more detail: the broken bridge, driving on water - and under fire. “You have seen the videos. There is a difficult sector there, one of the most difficult in Ukraine, along the front line. It’s not just a question of going there, unloading a few boxes and picking people up. It’s dangerous everywhere. You can’t get there all the time.”

But without Ruslan and his astounding courage - for these Kupyansk residents who still cling to their homes for whatever reason, amid all the horror and violence and loss - there would be no other means of escape.

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Challenge #229 - Favourites 2025

Jan. 11th, 2026 01:30 pm
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I bet it's probably no surprise that I went with Sonic the Hedgehog 3 (2024) again. <3 This movie (and most of all Shadow the Hedgehog of course) had such a big influence on my life last year. (Yeah, it helped me a lot - especially in the beginning of 2025.)





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