aphrodite_mine: barrettes in reddish hair read 'feminist killjoy' (cougar - ellie and jellybean)
[community profile] snowflake_challenge day 9: In your own space, create a fanwork. A drabble, a ficlet, a podfic, or an icon, art or meta or a rec list. A picspam. Something.

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And here is my Day 7 video, as promised. I actually like doing this. So. It may be a thing that I do periodically. Hello, and welcome to my room mwahahaah

As for snowflake day 10 talking about someone whose fanworks/presence you want to CELEBRATE.. skipping, for now, because I want to rave on [personal profile] gloss some more, but lack the spoons at the moment! And really, I do it quite often. :P

And Day 11 has now posted while this window has been open, waiting for me to finish: In your own space, share a favorite piece of original canon (a TV episode, a song, a favourite interview, a book) and explain why you love it so much. Here, have the entirety of The Inside available on YouTube. If you require downloads, I or[personal profile] prozacpark would be happy to hook you up as the series is very unlikely to receive a DVD release, and the creators encourage finding the series by whatever means.

Oh, look, Day 12! In your own space, rec at least three fanworks that you think would make a good intro into XYZ fandom. Rec a fandom overview, a introductory picspam, stories that define and shape the fandom. If at all possible, try to pick a smaller or rarer fandom, one that maybe doesn't have the following you feel it should.

To switch things up, I am going to link to three beautiful arts!

under the cut because of PRETTY -- one image has drawn gore )

Day 13: In your own space, ask for recs. Something as simple as "I like XYZ (where XYZ is a kink, a pairing, a trope, etc) - please rec me some."

I am perpetually looking for:
  • The Office fic with IC Karen Filippelli
  • Parks & Recreation fic where Ann has agency
  • Community fic where Britta is fallible but not pitiable
  • Excellent books that I can read for free as EPUB
  • Any/All roller derby femslash AUs
And finally, for now, day 14: In your own space, write a love letter to Fandom in general, to a particular fandom, to a trope, a relationship, a character, or to your flist/circle/followers. Share you love and squee as loud as you want to. Skipping this one as well, though if you'd like to leave a comment with the name of a character, I'll write a short drabble about someone/something THEY love!
aphrodite_mine: barrettes in reddish hair read 'feminist killjoy' (homestuck - vriska all dressed up)
-- watch something & review for weekly Netflix feature
-- eat, at some point
-- go see Celeste & Jesse Forever, collect self, write review (next week, yo. Gosh, Sheeds. Get your dates straight!)

-- announce winners of postcard giveaway (see Tumblr for details)
-- again, consider eating
-- reward self with a movie to review! If feeling gay and romantical, Farewell, My Queen. If feeling homicidal, Killer Joe.

-- prep MYSTERIOUS PROJECT for launch announcement
-- make L. look like Don Draper
-- eat. everything.
aphrodite_mine: barrettes in reddish hair read 'feminist killjoy' (girls - girls)
I really, really like identifying problems, searching for the steps necessary to fix them, and then taking those steps in an orderly, refined fashion.

But of course, real life, so there's cracks in the road, or I get rejected for insurance, and then the plan goes all to hell.

I wish this didn't affect me as much as it does. Alas, re-group. Start again.


If you didn't know, I'm writing reviews for my brother's website ThoseTwoGuysOnline.com. Check it out. Give us hits. Get me paid. (Recent reviews for "God Bless America" and "Hope Springs")


Want to win a Celeste and Jesse Forever postcard? From moi? **TUMBLR SELF-PROMOTION**


If you want to write New Girl, Homestuck, Game of Thrones, Parks & Recreation or X-Files for me, I was dropped at rareshipswap, so...


... And I just gave away my cat. I feel weird.
aphrodite_mine: barrettes in reddish hair read 'feminist killjoy' (office - mmmmm)
Coincidentally, the first dream in a long while that I've remembered upon awaking happened to be THE BEST DREAM EVER.

I was staying at some sort of resort place and generally being my cool-ass self and following Rashida Jones's twitter (@iamrashidajones if you didn't know. So far she's been ADORABLE and slightly anxious and FULL OF TERRIBLE PUNS and I am in SO MUCH LOVE) and realized by a picture she posted that we were in the SAME GENERAL AREA.

Naturally, this set off ELATION and PANIC. 

I'm not sure how exactly it went down, but long story short, SHE WAS RIGHT OVER THERE and despite my nerves, I managed to ask a friend to hold my camera while I approached and asked for a picture. I was predictably A WRECK (when I met Cherie Currie I shook for about an hour) but instead of being annoyed or anything, Rashida was quite lovely, put her arm around me, and ---

my camera went dead. Going the extra mile, Rashida had a phone charge cable nearby and offered to let my camera plug in so we could get a picture. I may have said some inappropriate things in my anxiety, quickly brushing them off "oh, I'm definitely not going to masturbate to this later, what am I talking about" and because this was a dream, Rashida did NOT in fact run screaming.

In fact, picture achieved, she went back to the... cabin? where she was staying and it was only several minutes later (I may have been shaking and crying and flailing in a way that should never happen in public, even in a dream) that I realized that she had LEFT HER CHARGE CABLE IN MY POSSESSION.  Was this a secret ruse for us to meet again, somewhat akin to leaving behind a purse or piece of jewelry? Naturally, I had to return the VALUABLE PHONE CHARGE CABLE and come to her technological rescue (as she had come to mine). 

For some reason, I waited until night to do this. Not knowing exactly where she was staying, I walked outside the hotel/resort/thing and shouted "Rashida Jones!" several times (which, in hindsight, was probably a dick move as she was ON VACATION and god forbid other people would give her the kind of attention that I was) until almost giving up and walking back through a park, occasionally saying her name in a slightly elevated tone. 

Out of the darkness, I heard my name: "Marcia!"

It was Rashida! Not only had she REMEMBERED MY NAME, but she was in ADORABLE PAJAMAS and was CAMPING OUTSIDE in an ADORABLE SLEEPING BAG. It was probably a normal sleeping bag but it ENCASED HER BODY and was, therefore, adorable.

I explained that she had forgotten her phone cable, and probably thought that I was a freak for being so obsessed and I totally wasn't staring at her breasts. She laughed, giving me a hug. "You know," she said, "you can touch my boobies if you want." My eyes bugged, I was frozen. Surely... "Joking, joking!" she concluded, smiling wide.

And I can't remember any more of the dream, so I assume that I passed out or died from joy.


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