"And I Don't Care if the Money's No Good..."

[psalm_onethirtyone]

ARGH why am I so depressed? I was fine Tuesday and Wednesday, and now I am back in the pits of despair. Argh argh argh.

Important Fact: It is eegatland's birthday! She is the epitome of awesome, and should request fic(let).

I don't think there is enough Billy Joel in my life.

Mmmph.

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[imperfect_tense]

There can never be enough Billy Joel, I say.

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

See, yes. I think that is the truth.

[tiamatschild.livejournal.com]

*offers shinies!* Did I show you merchanter!Kaylee?

And and and! Post series Zuko and Aang? Which, I know, you lack context for, but basically Zuko rebelled and is now trying to atone for a century's worth of colonialist badness.

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“I know,” Zuko said, grateful his voice didn’t crack, “That nothing can ever bring back the people you’ve lost, but we are willing to pay reparations – to make reparations, I mean. We have a lot of – there’s a lot of work to do.” He stumbled to a halt. He’d hoped the number of times he’d babbled his way into a dead end in his mirror would have taken care of that. “And we – it’s in the notes, we’ll cut the military, I – that is –” It was very hard to remember his point when everyone was staring at him. He could feel his lungs closing tight in shame, he wasn’t a public speaker, he’d never commanded anything larger than a small steamer and Uncle had really done that, he’d just annoyed everyone –

He opened his mouth, but nothing came out., he was just about to really panic when Aang’s even, steady voice cut through the black at the edges of his vision.

“Firelord Zuko’s proposals are written down in detail on the scrolls in front of you,” Aang said, and Zuko clung to the way his voice rose and fell, rapid, to the point, but never rushed. “Let’s take a break to look it over?”

Zuko looked down and sideways to find Aang looking up at him. “Yes!” he said hastily, “Yes, of course.”

There was a soft rustle and murmur as everyone turned to their papers. Some people gradually stood up and wandered over to the windowsill ones and twos and threes, where the light was better.

Zuko swallowed hard. “Thanks,” he whispered to Aang.

“No problem,” Aang whispered back, and smiled, and it seemed to Zuko that the air in his lungs eased. No matter what just angers everyone else in this room might hold, Aang wanted only what was good for everyone. No vengeance, only balance, only the world, shining and whole.

Zuko bowed his head, and smiled.

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

Eeeeee Aang eeeee.

[eremon-lass.livejournal.com]

*loves on forever* Umm...I will have horrible horrible she is way too young for him and it's weird Bedi/Heli fic posted later tonight, maybe that will cheer you up?

[tiamatschild.livejournal.com]

He is a dear, sweet kidlet!

Here, have Sasha interacting with a cranky (and very dead) empath!

*****

It annoyed Hisoka when he realized that the soft creaking of the dock planking was the first warning he noticed of Sasha’s presence. Now he knew someone was there he could feel him, but only barely. It was like Sasha was a smaller, greener piece of the forest, tinged human only by a slight, sharp edge of anxiety that was growing longer the closer Sasha – barefoot and precisely controlled – came to him.

“Hisoka?” Sasha asked, and yes, now that Hisoka was feeling for it he could feel the anxiety curl, coil, change shape. “It’s not really a - it’s a bad idea to let your feet dangle like that. Even in the sun.”

Sasha stood behind him, now, close, and Hisoka could still only really feel the difference between Sasha’s anxiety and the general background thrum of forest creature worry because he knew Sasha was there, and no, there was a difference, Sasha’s fear was more abstract. It wasn’t even really fear.

He realized he hadn’t answered, and Sasha was shivering, twitching a little. His shadow showed it, just a little. “I’m fine,” Hisoka said, “I’d like to see anything in this river try to eat me.”

“I wouldn’t,” Sasha said, serious, and though it wasn’t his stomach it was suddenly stabbing into, Hisoka felt the anxiety change, “There’s a voydanoi here. Please, don’t say things like that. He can’t resist them.”

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

Eeee. eeeee.

(tag me! there's a brilliant idea!)

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

Ooo, yes, please. :)

[tiamatschild.livejournal.com]

Hisoka entertains me. (Meanwhile, his partner, Tsuzuki, copes with Babi's demands for ATTENTION - Tsuzuki's a demon himself, so.)

(Indeed! Indeed it is. *trots off*)

Also. Have Cyteen!River.

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When River wakes the room in her heart is a shambles, everything scattered every which way her vase is broken, her beautiful vase, and she can’t think how to put it back there’s too much to fix. She’s afraid. She’s afraid and the room is too neat and her heart pounds, physical heart, aorta and ventricles and all, because she is afraid, because the room is too neat, that is, the room she is sitting in, not the room that sits in her, room in her brain, and she’s –

Part of her knows she’s reacting all wrong, almost like a CIT, almost like, not like azi, which she is, like CIT, which she is not and never wanted to be and she is too frightened, too frightened, too frightened, she tries to be not there, to go somewhere else, but it doesn’t work because she’s not right. She wants Simon. She wants the supervisor, she wants Simon, everything’s wrong where is everyone it is not supposed to happen this way, the supervisor is supposed to be there when you need one, that’s the way it works, everything’s broken what and why and she doesn’t know she doesn’t understand she’s afraid. She wants Simon she wants her brother Simon Simon Simon.

“It was an accident,” they told Simon, “A miscalculation in the tape.”

[eremon-lass.livejournal.com]

Will be going to karate shortly, but once I get back I will finish it up and post it over at ladybedivere and arthurian_fic. ^_____^

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

Eee!

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

Babi: *EVIL EVIL AWESOME*

AGH. *cries*

[erinpuff]

*cliiiiings and loves*

Did you see my screencaps of a cracked-out performance of Britten's A Midsummer Night's Dream opera? It will at least distract you for a moment, if not cheer you up. :)

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

...I pulled something laughing. You are the best.

[erinpuff]

^_____^. The disc with Act III on it shipped today, so maybe there will be more screencaps of crack soon. :D

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

WIN. I will be sure not to miss them.

[reconditarmonia.livejournal.com]

*snugs*

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

*leans*

[josiana.livejournal.com]

Maybe it's just something about Thursdays?

*hugs and offers tacky glittery hearts*

&hearts

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

never could get the hang of thursdays. <3

*eees and tries to catch it*

[tomecatti.livejournal.com]

<3

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

3>

[tomecatti.livejournal.com]

Duckie?

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

Ooo.

[tomecatti.livejournal.com]

Ghost Duckie?

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

>:D

[ewein2412]

thank you for the birthday shout-out!

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

♥! Anything you'd like?

[ewein2412]

oh gosh no. I think I put you thru enough trauma without demanding stuff. the sweet wishes are good enough for me!

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

Thaaat is a silly argument. <3 You are always welcome to request fic. (And maybe I will do that meme again where you pick the characters and I write the crazy crackfic--that was pretty good, wasn't it? The one where I ended up with Medraut robbing Simon?)

[ewein2412]

OMG I loved that.

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

I should so do that again!

[ewein2412]

I also quite liked the Firefly/Mordred crossover you did. where River kisses him and he starts screaming.

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

Ooh, yes. I actually liked that one myself, which is rare. Yeah, I need to do that meme again.

[little-lady-d.livejournal.com]

XD miss, stop stealing my mood swings.

i do approve of billy joel. do you have enough billy joel on your playlist? because i could upload you some.

[josiana.livejournal.com]

*offers tea*

^__^

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

I don't know I'm sorry! you can have them back! XD

...I don't. Could you?

[little-lady-d.livejournal.com]

i'd rather have warm cookies. d'you have any of those?

excellent. tell me what you have, and i'll send you ... everything else. *has two greatest hits albums, songs in the attic, and some scattered mp3s*

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

Not exactly with me, but--I could approximate.

I have--She's Always a Woman to Me, all of the River of Dreams album except for Lullaby, Don't Go Changing, You May Be Right, Only the Good Die Young, An Innocent Man, New York State of Mind, We Didn't Start the Fire, and The Downeaster Alexa.

[little-lady-d.livejournal.com]

my life
big shot
honesty
it's still rock and roll to me
she's got a way
pressure
allentown
goodnight saigon
tell her about it
uptown girl
the longest time
you're only human
the night is still young
piano man
captain jack
the entertainer
say goodbye to hollywood
the stranger
scenes from an italian restaurant
just the way you are
movin' out
miami 2017
streetlife serenader
los angelenos
everybody loves you now
you're my home
the ballad of billy the kid
i've loved these days
angry young man
summer, highland falls

... so i probably should've done a zip file. please don't hate me!

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

o my god you are my favourite person in the world right now dear lord.

[little-lady-d.livejournal.com]

^___________^ goodness, that's a great deal better than being hated.

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

you're splendid.