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Title: All That Remains
Fandom: Teen Wolf
Pairings: Allison/Scott, Derek/Stiles
Length (total): 4:44:30
Music: Hang 'Em High by My Chemical Romance
Cover: Opalsong (heavily influenced by Kylie L's gorgeous covers for this series)
Summary: Stiles calls Oblivion. Nobody answers.
Podbook [4:44:31; 135.0MB]
Chapter Links [length; size]:
Chapter 1 [26:38; 21.2MB]
Chapter 2 [30:50; 42.6MB]
Chapter 3 [32:00; 25.2MB]
Chapter 4 [19.01; 15.2MB]
Chapter 5 [16:05; 22.3MB]
Chapter 6 [23:03; 18.3MB]
Chapter 7 [27:30; 21.7MB]
Chapter 8 [27:12; 21.6MB]
Chapter 9 [23:19; 18.3MB]
Chapter 10 [27:47; 21.8MB]
Chapter 11 [31:05; 42.9MB]
Thanks to Paraka for hosting!!
cross posted at amplificathon, my journal, and AO3
Oh. Oh no.
There was only one bed. It was king-sized, but it was still only one bed, and there were still three of them.
I hadn't been to the Empire State Building since I was a kid, and angelgazing was like, "Why even live in NYC if you don't go to the attractions?" and I was like, "I've never even been to the Statue of Liberty." *hands* Generally speaking, the thought of masses of tourists repels more than the attractions attract. Unless someone from out of town wants to go, I generally don't do those kinds of things, though they are always fun when I do.
Anyway. The Good Place had its season 2 premiere Wednesday night, but it started at 10 pm and when I saw that I was like, "oh hell no!" I am not cut out for 10 pm shows anymore. So I set the DVR and watched it last night.
Spoilers from here on out! Please don't read if you haven't watched. It's a show that works best unspoiled the first time around! ( spoilers for all of s1 and the s2 premiere )
rachelmanija has a much more thoughtful post here.
And being an “Audible Deal of the Day” means you get to spend very little to get the book — in this case something like $3. The deal as far as I know is limited to the US and maybe Canada, and it’s only for today. So if you want it at this price, you need to jump on it. It’s perfect for the folks who love audiobooks, or for the folks who have never tried audiobooks but would be willing to give them a chance at a low price point, or for the folks who simply want Wil Wheaton to read to them in those dulcet tones of his.
Here’s the link to the audiobook. Enjoy!
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While we were waiting for the movie to start, we were talking about fannish things as per usual, and about how I sometimes classify a pairing as "I don't not ship it" and in thinking about it more over the past couple of days, I came up with my own personal taxonomy of shipping:
- OTP OF OTPS (i.e., the all-time greats, ironclad, no matter what)
- I ship it!
- I don't not ship it
- I could/might be convinced to ship it
- I don't care (i.e., if it shows up in a story that otherwise has things going for it, I'll keep reading, but I don't seek it out)
- meh, I don't ship it / it bores me so I don't read it
- I dislike it but whatever, other people can do what they like, I can scroll past
- NOTP (i.e., it's blocked so I don't have to sully my eyes with it)
Generally, when I talk about a pairing as as "I don't not ship it," I mean that they are people who are most definitely weird about each other, which is one of my personal flags for shipping, but in this particular classification, I don't care if they are having sex with each other or not (or with other people, depending), as long as they are somehow together – partners, brothers, whatever. I think (I hope!) it's implicit that I understand why people would ship them*, but I just...don't take that particular read on the relationship under most circumstances.
*as opposed to pairings where I don't.
And if they are having sex, I personally prefer it not to be framed romantically? Or, rather, in most cases, in terms of canon (rather than AU) settings, I don't find the usual shippy romantic tropes particularly interesting with these sorts of pairings. I mean, sure, 'there's only one bed' or fake dating are always on the table, but I don't feel like even those tropes should follow the regular narrative path. The clearest examples we came up with were Sam/Dean and Mal/Zoe, and I mean, I don't see either of those pairings as people who go on dates or have traditionally madcap rom com hijinks (which isn't to say that that couldn't be done with great results, but I don't think it could be played straight, as it were [I mean, Sam/Dean is incest, so it has its own challenges]). And she threw in Middleman/Wendy (which I do ship more traditionally), and I brought up Obi-Wan/Anakin, which is what I'm having complicated feelings about lately, and so it seems like a useful category to have. idk.
What are you wearing? Eh, no.
So, when the fuck were you going to tell me you’re back in BH? A bit too aggressive.
Does this mean that my attraction to you in high school was mutual, but you held back on account of me basically being a child and you are now open to exploring the intense, overwhelming feelings I held for you, which I only realized I had the moment I thought I watched you die? Maybe too honest.
Stiles hasn't seen or heard from Derek in ten years. It's a bit of a surprise to find out about Derek's return to Beacon Hills through Tinder.
Because yesterday I got to hang out a bit with Alison Moyet, who if you didn’t know is one of my absolute favorite singers, both in Yaz, and with her solo work. We’d become Twitter buddies in the last couple of years and when I mentioned to her Krissy and I would be at her Chicago show she suggested we have a real-life meet. And we did! And it was lovely! And brief, as she had to prepare to entertain a sold-out show (and she did; the concert was excellent), but long enough to confirm that she’s as fabulous in the flesh as she is in her music. Which was not surprising to me, but nice regardless.
(Alison has also blogged about our meet-up as part of her tour journal, which you can find here. Read the entire tour journal, as she’s funny as hell.)
I noted to some friends that I was likely to meet Alison this week and some of them wondered how it would go, on the principle that meeting one’s idols rarely goes as one expects (more bluntly, the saying is “never meet your idols.”) I certainly understand the concept, but I have to say I’ve had pretty good luck meeting people whom I have admired (or whose work I admired). I chalk a lot of that up to the fact that while I was working as a film critic, I met and interviewed literally hundreds of famous people, some of whose work was very important to me. In the experience I got to have the first-hand realization that famous and/or wonderfully creative people are also just people, and have the same range of personalities and quirks as anyone else.
If you remember that when you meet the people whose work or actions you admire, you give them space just to be themselves. And themselves are often lovely. And when they’re not, well, that’s fine too. Alison Moyet, it turns out, is fabulous, and I’m glad we got to meet.
(Which is not to say I didn’t geek out. Oh, my, I did. But I also kept that mostly inside. Krissy found it all amusing.)
Anyway: Great Tuesday. A+++, would Tuesday again.
Some haikus by a famous Edo poet Matsuo Basho, which were lovely: a respite and rearrangement of usual thought.
under the cherry -
Also, Suradanna and the Sea, a short story by Rebecca Fraimlow that is available online and was recommended by isis: a charming fantasy about ( spoilers ). It's very pleasant, and also f/f with a happy ending.
What I'm reading right now
Like I planned last week, I ploughed through some of Virgil's The Eclogues in Guy Lee's 1980 translation, and it has been rough because I lacked the background knowledge and contextual information to appreciate the glory of the bucolic idylls, if that's what you're going to call them... there's angst and hurt/comfort and Greek canon-typical violence, you know. Most of the meta- and para-textual stuff either went over my head or I sloughed it off, like so much half-baked comprehension. One thing is certain: in Eclogue 5, two shepherds, Menalcas and Mopsus, "sit down together where hazels mix with elms" and talk up their dead shepherd BFF Daphnis to the point of deification, something that Daphnis, who may have been a swell guy indeed, explicitly wanted when alive? Menalcas and Mopsus are kind of shippable, though. There's something intimate about two guys making a mound and singing praises to a tragically dead handsome oxherd, in verse. #justgreekthings ?
What I plan to read next
More D.H.Lawrence poems. Some sort of mystery would be nice as well, something pleasant.