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Hi, all!  Not a whole lot going on with me, so I've been pretty quiet.  I seem to have gone into hibernation mode recently, and even if I go to bed early (11pm) I can't seem to wake up earlier than 10am.  Since I work from 1pm to 10pm, 11 is about the earliest I can manage.  Still, it doesn't really make for a productive day when I have to drag myself out of bed and give myself a little bit to get my brain working.  So I've mostly been catching up on emails and LJ in the morning and then working until 10 and then, if I'm feeling particularly wide awake after work, I'll read or watch tv until I head to bed.

Yeah, it's not exactly thrilling. 

But I have Thanksgiving off, and the Fri and Sat off after, so that will be nice.  My bro and his fiance have the day with us, since her family gets them for Christmas.  Lots of food next week!

On the fic front, my story is being currently edited, and once that's done it will go for a second edit and then I'll start posting.  I'm getting excited!!  

Take care all!

Hello!

Nov. 13th, 2010 01:27 am
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Hi, all!

I'm still alive.  I haven't really been doing anything much lately except work and sleep and work.  The new schedule is still throwing me off. I like being able to sleep in, but getting off at 10 makes it hard to get to sleep much before midnight, and I find myself sleeping until abut 10.  I'm trying to get my body used to going to be at midnight, getting up at 9, and then going for a long walk.   I still want to lose 30 pounds before I go to England, so hopefully I can keep this up. I have to keep watching my diet, too.  Not eating out, which I can't really afford anyway, and eating healthy.

In other news, OMG, I'm almost finished with my giant Holmes story!  It's a little over 80000 words now, and will probably end up abou 85000.  Umm.  Would anyone like to beta it for me?  It goes from PG-13 to NC-17, which is a first for me, but I don't think it's too bad.  Or does anyone know where I can find a beta? I figure once I get it finished and have someone do  a look over I can start posting.  Yay!

Also, on the Sherlock front, I got a new jacket!  Or, well, actually, I don't have it yet, I put it on layaway, but I'll have it next payday!  It's really warm, and so pretty!  It's a deep gray wool, almost military.  I'll have to take a picture when I get it and show you all my new coat! Really, I haven't had a new coat in, goodness, years. I love my military trench coat, but it doesn't fit me very well now that I've gained weight.  I was 40 pounds lighter when I first got it, after all.  But I call this new one my Sherlock coat because it kind of looks like the coat Benedict Cumberbatch wore in the new Sherlock series.  Heee.  I'm such a geek!  

Not much else going on, really.  In a sudden urge to be productive I've gone back and started tagging my journal, because I'm horrible and didn't tag ANYTHNG!  So that's being fixed.  It's been kind of weird, reading all my old posts.  I've been posting since 2004, so there's been a lot of stuff to tag!  I'm in 2009 now, though, so almost done! 

OK, I hope everyone is doing all right.  Have a great weekend, everyone! 

(((HUGS)))
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Hello, everyone!  I hope you all are doing well today!  It's pretty boring in my part of the world.  Well, mostly, anyway.  [Poll #1631166]Other than that, I wrote another little ficlet, just a silly thing about 11 pages, that I'll post probably tomorrow or the next day.  I have to say, I am very thankful for Sherlock Holmes, because I haven't written this much in literally years!  It feels like my brain has come alive again!  I've even started working on one of my LoTR stories, and will probably post that in a few weeks.  

So, take care all, I hope you all have a wonderful day!
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Title:  Worship the Sun
Author[livejournal.com profile] piplover 
Fandom:  BBC Sherlock
Rating: PG-13
Pairing:  Holmes/Watson, brief mention of Watson/other
Warning:  Self harm, some blood, some swearing. 
Summary:  John is gone for a week, and Sherlock is slowly losing himself.
Series:  This is the third in my series that began with Mayan Desire and continued with No Sacrifice. 
Beta:  Thanks to the lovely [livejournal.com profile] glitterary and [livejournal.com profile] evildrem for the quick beta and Brit-pick. 

Worship the Sun
Read more... )
 
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Title: No Sacrifice
Author: [livejournal.com profile] piplover 
Rating: PG-13
Warning: Cutting and self harm
Summary: John promised he would help. Now Sherlock is keeping him to his word.
A/N: This is a sequel to my story Mayan Desire. You should probably read that to fully understand this.

No Sacrifice )



Sequel:  Worship the Sun
http://piplover.livejournal.com/210589.html#cutid1
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Title: The Mayan Desire
Author: [livejournal.com profile] piplover 
Fandom: Sherlock BBC
Rating: PG-13
Characters:  Sherlock, John
Pairing: Passing mention of John/Sarah
Warning:  Cutting, a little blood
Summary: When the pain gets too much, Sherlock needs to find a release.

A/N:  This is a fill from the Sherlock Kinkmeme, though I can't find the prompt for the life of me!


The Mayan Desire

 

Read more... )




Sequel:  No Sacrifice
http://piplover.livejournal.com/209365.html#cutid1
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So, in order to keep myself relatively sane between long stretches of nothingness,  you all get... Drablets!  Or maybe they're fibles?  Ficlets!  Anyway, you're getting little story dribbles that have been popping into my head but are not full blown.  I'm really sorry in advance for spamming you all.  Today is my Friday, but I work an extra shift tomorrow, so you should only be bothered for another day or so.  At least I'm entertaining?  *grin*

LoTR

Dribble )

Sherlock Holmes

Ficlet )
LoTR

Dribble )

Bwah?

Mar. 11th, 2009 07:24 pm
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Have you ever been reading a really good fic, good plot, well written, when all the sudden it goes off into WTF-land?  Yeah, that's where I'm at now.  I can't even stop reading it because it sucked me in and now I have to find out how it ends.  But - where did that great story go? 
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Ok, I'm writing a Torchwood fic which [profile] lil_banik_slave has been beta-ing for me.   Than you so much, sweetie! But I'm stuck!  I know where I want the story to go, but, really, the words are not coming!   I've rewritten the same scene like five times and each time I end up deleting it.  What do you all do when you end up stuck like this?  I've tried writing different scenes, but apparently my brain only works in a linear fashion and I keep getting sucked back into that difficult scene. 

Help?

I did fic!

Mar. 7th, 2008 07:55 pm
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I started writing Torchwood sometime last week, after becoming obsessed with the series.  Although I'm currently writing a larger story, this bunny came out of the dark and bit me hard.  I haven't seen episode 2x09, so if there are any wrongdoings, please let me know.  I wrote this based off spoilers and reactions from my flist.  Also, it's a style I don't normally write.  Let me know if it works and if it's worth posting somewhere else? 

Oh, and isn't my icon cool?  I got it from [personal profile] bm_shipper



Title:  Those Who Serve
Author:  Piplover
Rating: Gen
Pairing:  Jack/Ianto
Warning:  Spoiler for ep 2x09
Author's Notes:  Not beta'ed

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I just started on a Torchwood fic, don't think it will be very long.  Would anyone be willing to beta for me when it's ready?  I haven't written anything in almost a year, and this just came out of the blue.  I'm not going to fight it, but I do think I'm so rusty I would be a fool to try and post it without someone glancing over it first.  Help?
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Today was totally the best day ever!  Ok, so work kind of sucked, and I think I'm either getting an ear infection or a head cold, but that is nothing compared the good things about today!
Seriously, there must be something in the air worldwide, becuase two authors who I adore but haven't updated in literally a year updated - today!  Both of them!  Wow!  And another of my all time favorite authors posted four chapters to a story I am so totally in love with I can't even describe the love!
So, in short, one new chapter from one author, THREE new chapters from another, and four new chapters from yet another!  Today totally rocked!  And if that wasn't sureal enough, one of the authors lives in England, another in Scotland, and another in Germany.  Wow.  I am so feeling the love for Europe right now. 
Ok, enough of the mindless rant. 
Hugs to all!
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Just read two wonderful fics tonight that tore me open and spilled my heart at my feet. I love it when a fic makes me feel things I haven't felt in...a really long time. And makes me think of things like love and hope and that maybe this world isn't quite so fucked up as I think it is some days.
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Well, here it is, the promised story. Many thanks to Marigold who made it that much better. I hope you enjoy, and hopefully there will be more where this came from.



A Taste of Strawberries


Spring was slowly turning into summer in the Shire, the air warm and fragrant with the smell of flowers and fresh fruit coming into its fullest. Nine-year-old Merry sprawled lazily on the rich grass of Bag End, listening sleepily to the sound of birds serenading each other and crickets chirping among the hedges. The sky overhead was the kind of clear, cloudless blue that only comes along on the most perfect of summer days, and he was happily enjoying the peace and quiet.

Until a shrill wail tore through it all, jerking him up from his near doze.

“Oh, Pip-lad, hush,” Frodo’s aggrieved voice floated out to him from inside the cozy confines of his cousin’s smial, the windows having been thrown open to allow the cool breeze free entry. “Your mother and aunt will be back soon. I hope. So long as Bilbo doesn’t keep them in the market.”

Merry sighed, closing his eyes for a moment before slowly dragging himself from his comfortable spot. Just as he had pushed himself to his knees, preparing to stand and enter the hole, Frodo came out, looking slightly ruffled and panicked.

“Oh, Merry,” he breathed when he saw him, visibly relaxing. “Thank goodness! You can usually get him to hush for a bit, would you mind holding him?” There was a note close to pleading in Frodo’s voice, and Merry suddenly realized that his older cousin had fallen out of practice of dealing with squalling babies and wet nappies since leaving Brandy Hall.

“Of course,” Merry agreed, smiling as he took the screaming child from his flustered kin, rocking him slowly while making soft cooing noises. After a moment the baby’s cries died down to sniffly whimpers, and then to just a few hiccupping snuffles.

“Amazing,” Frodo whispered, watching in something close to awe as Merry continued to gently rock his charge. “How do you do it?”

“He just likes to be held, is all,” Merry said, suddenly shy. “I’m sure that you could do it, too. He just needs to know that he isn’t alone.”

Frodo looked at the two of them thoughtfully for a moment, then smiled. “Would you like some strawberries? Sam has just brought some by, and they look absolutely delicious.”

Merry felt his mouth begin to water.

“With cream?” he asked hopefully, and Frodo laughed good-naturedly.

“Of course,” he agreed, smiling indulgently. “Wait out here and I’ll fix us a plate, it is too nice a day to be stuffed inside the smial.”

So Merry walked slowly in little circles around the grass, rubbing Pippin’s back and singing nonsense to him. Pippin gurgled happily up at him, his bad temper of just a few moments before forgotten.

His bright green baby eyes stared adoringly up at Merry, one fist tucked firmly in his mouth, and the other felt his heart melt under that look. “Here, now, you are absolutely going to be a troublemaker when you are older, aren’t you, my little Pippin?” Merry whispered.

The only reply he received was a wet giggle, green eyes dancing as if to say, “You think I’m a handful now, wait until I start walking!” A feat that was not far away, really, as he had been pulling himself up more and more in the past few weeks.

Before long Frodo reappeared, a bowl overflowing with large, brilliantly red strawberries in one hand and a smaller bowl full of thick white cream in the other. They settled themselves down, Merry still holding his tiny cousin as he eagerly took one of the large fruit, dipped it almost reverently into the cream, and put it to his mouth. His eyes closed in bliss as the sweetness filled him. Frodo, watching as he himself ate his first bite, laughed out loud at his reaction.

Pippin watched his two cousins eat in fascination, eyeing the strawberries in the bowl curiously.

“Would you like to try one?” Merry asked the child in his arms, having noticed his rapt attention. Pippin blinked at him, smiling.

“Oh, Merry, he’s too young for strawberries,” Frodo protested.

“Not if we give him just a little. On a day like this, one simply must have strawberries,” Merry retorted, picking up one of the smaller fruits and biting the very end of it off. Juice filled his mouth and he grinned. “Here, now, Pip, just suck on this and see if you like it.”

He placed the bitten off end up to the baby’s mouth, who obligingly removed his fist, and both watched in awe as the tiny lips parted and accepted the offering, gumming the berry as he would a bottle. Pippin closed his eyes in a reaction startling similar to Merry’s, and Frodo found himself laughing in delight.

“I do believe he likes them,” Frodo whispered, smiling as the little bundle of energy settled down, cheek nestling into Merry’s shoulder, eyes drooping, one small hand clamped firmly around his prize as he continued to savor the new taste.


Years later, as he lay on a cot in a strange land surrounded by his odd assortment of friends, too weak and in pain from nearly being crushed by a troll to even feed himself, he smiled up at his cousin faintly as Merry bit the end off of a slightly green strawberry and placed it to his Pippin’s lips, allowing the sweet juice to ease a troubled and sore throat.

Legolas, Gimli and Aragorn watched in almost reverent silence, tears dampening their eyes as they watched their little Pip close his eyes in seeming peace, and drift off to untroubled slumber.

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