Apart from falling down the Hawke/Varric rabbit hole, this weekend, I fostered a kitty, and tested whether or not car windows have a safety sensor like elevators by sticking my finger in the window while it was rolling. They don't have sensors and I bruised my finger.
This is Fefe the foster cat.
Fefe has already mastered the following skills:
- Opening sliding closet doors
- Meowing and banging on the door hard enough to wake the humans up at 3AM
- Getting head scratches
Dragon Age (Dragon Age II)Pairing:
Romance, humour, friendship, book clubs, meta Length:
An apostate's guide to popular fiction. (Or: Hawke runs headlong into Cassandra's book club, Varric comes along for the ride.)My thoughts:
Damular's rendition of Hawke perfectly illustrates why I can never not
play Purple!Hawke. This story is fun
. The characters play cards, cavort in a tavern, and read one of Varric's pulp novels.
"That's great, everyone's caught up!" said Dagna. "If we're all good with it, I thought we could start by going around in a circle and reading our favorite part out loud, just to get a feel for the rhythm of the story. It can be a scene that you thought was funny, something that struck you about the characters, interesting development of the novel's world...anything!"
Hawke cleared her throat and read: "'Shit shit shit!' said Knight. 'Shit shit shit, what the shit!'"
Which is not to say that it's all fun and games. The author builds tension very well, partly through the use of dramatic irony and partly through the use of these really well constructed sentences that just perfectly capture the self-loathing and misery of unrequited love without belabouring the point. I felt my stomach lurch emotionally at five or six different points during the story. It was great. I love it when the understated emotional anguish of fictional characters makes my insides contract in sympathy.
And fuck, it's so nice to see Hawke happy with someone who has their shit together. The contract scene - well, I thought that the contract-writer was being kind of unrealistically pragmatic until I read a line in it that I love - "He bent his head and ran one hand over his hair; Hawke suddenly realized that he was nervous. "
. The tone of this whole fic is generally light-hearted but the blink-and-you'll-miss-it moments like that become so much more poignant as a result.
To end this rec post, I present two more of my favourite spoiler-free quotes:
"It is a masterpiece," said Cassandra. "And a clear allegory for Andraste and Maferath—"
"What?" said Dagna. "It is not! It's a radical political tract disguised as a post-imperial meditation on chance versus divine decree!"
"Excuse me," said Dorian. "If I may cut in, what is this book we're supposed to be reading?"
Cassandra shot him a black look. "It's about two elves—"
"Ah," he said. "Genre romance for the niche market, say no more."
"What I believe Lady Pentaghast is trying to express," said Dorian, "is her dissatisfaction with the ending."
"Why, is something wrong with it?" Varric pulled away from Cassandra and circled around to the head of the table; there wasn't a chair, but he set his tankard down and leaned against the wooden post there.
"Yes," said Dorian.
"Everything," said Cassandra, who managed to pack as much passion into that one word as most poets did into entire epics. Hawke was impressed.
Varric sighed. "Ah, fans. Always thinking they know better."
- Location:its lab
- Music:kygo - it aint me
I dreamed that, firstly, I was Harry Potter and I killed one of Shivani's bridesmaids out of jealousy. Also, I was flying under an invisibility cloak but the guests kept pulling at it and I couldn't leave the reception. The bridesmaids wore lavender.
Then I dreamed... there were rickety stairs and platforms in the Flooded District, and I saw Martin, older that the last time I saw him, hairline a bit farther back. The water kept rising and I woke up. I was so 100% a bad friend and I am sad that it's too late to fix it. I wonder sometimes what it would be like if hadn't been a bad friend, but then I realize that I'd probably have been bad at keeping in touch, and that essentially nothing would have changed.
But I bought a fish tank + stand + heater for $35 so I have that going for me, and Jen gifted me a $25 gift card with which I can buy LED lights for the plants, so at least I've got that going for me.
Title: Unmanifest DestinyAuthor: Vain_gloriousFandom:
Alternate Universe, friendship Length:
None, PG-13 Summary:
Following the events of 5X01, Team Sheppard goes to Earth and takes a roadtrip across the US. Goes AU after the infirmary scene in 5X01 with Sheppard and TeylaMy thoughts
Well, perhaps you are wondering exactly what makes this AU? Heh.
I won't spoil anything specific. This is an amazing fic about a road trip that the team takes. They get into some shenanigans. Rodney gets cranky, Ronon rampages, and Teyla visits museums. Sheppard feels it all ends too soon and the author managed to make me feel the exact same way,
sad and a bit in denial and kind of desperate, and then it's all over. A fic has never made me feel the same way its protagonist feel before. The author is a brilliant, manipulative sadist. God damn, I'm not sure any other fic will ever make me feel this way again, but I'm not sure I could handle it.
- Tags:!fan, stargate
- Music:Johnny Cash - Solitary Man
There are no more Stargate Atlantis episodes for me to watch.
But, I've figured out that I can filter out tags and pairings on AO3, so I've got that going for me now.
And there's, like, four dozen "official" novels.
- Tags:!rl, angst
- Location:its lab
- Music:kesha - praying
I think it's gonna be harder to solve the non-academic case of the two-body problem than I thought but I'm pretty frustrated already. It's been nothing but a series of mostly-long-distance relationships since ~2013 and it's not even like it's that long of a distance, just 120km, but sitting in a car for 3 hours a day does nobody any favours. Sitting in a train for 4 hours a day is marginally better. But not good! Or we could move to Mississauga, a pothole, and be equally miserable.
I want to adopt a cat.
- Tags:!rl, fun
- Location:its lab
- Music:man! i feel like a woman
On Sunday we ate pizza, did scrabble, and played Cards against Humanity. Shivani and her "babe" kept touching each other. Not "bae", "babe". She kissed him when he played particularly adroit words. I'm happy for them but Scrabble is SERIOUS BUSINESS!
Also, I turned out taller, so I win.