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Edward had shown up to request aid from Narcissus, and instead he'd had his worldview rocked. It gave Xander a devilish rush of delight. He always liked being the unpleasant surprise no one expected to appear.
"So, you need some help handling a vampire pedophile, huh? That sounds like fun times all around." Xander grinned.
"What are your thoughts on immortal pedophiles? Please share," Edward said, getting his expression back under control.
Xander missed the bug-eyed shocked look. He wished he'd taken a picture, as Edward nonplussed didn't happen very often.
"I've never been a friend of child rapists," Xander said. "There's been a few of them that ended up on my wrong-side and each one of them learned a very valuable lesson." He met Edward's eyes and saw the understanding there. He also couldn't help wishing that he had the eye-mojo of the local vamps, as he would have had a clear shot at rolling Edward's mind. Too bad for lost opportunities.
"You would really go after one of your own kind?" Peter demanded. From the momentary pinch of Edward's brow, Peter was most likely to have kept his mouth shut and stayed in the background.
Xander smiled at the boy, a not-quite polite baring of the teeth. "Do you really think anyone around here is my own kind? They're fun play toys, but I am definitely in a class of my own. As they say, 'The weak are meat the strong eat.'"
"And in that scenario you're the guy that eats everyone around?" Peter ignored Edward's gestures to be quiet. He stared at Xander's chin, curiosity and fascinating fighting to overtake his practiced stoicism.
The kid was stubbornly brave but brittle. Xander knew he could break him. It was a battle not to mentally shatter him and play with the pieces.
"I'm a predator for every moment of every day," Xander said. "The minute you forget what I am, that's when I get you."
He stared into Peter's eyes and let some of wh...
"I like to think that if the world went to hell, I'd be able to lead a society."
MY THOUGHT: "What? You ain't leading but two things here, jack and shit. And jack left town."
The Man From Nowhere
is a great action movie, though it is quite violent. I've recommended it before, and I am recommending it again. If you like an engaging storyline with amazing fight sequences and a visceral need to cheer the hero on, then The Man From Nowhere
might just be what you're looking for. It is Korean, so you have to read the subtitles, but it's worth it.
This is one of those movies that needs a dubbing and a wider availability to the public (remember all of those Jackie Chan movies? Why not?). The idea that some Hollywood drone might decide to take the story and reproduce it with a whitewashed cast and a watered down storyline terrifies me. It is absolutely perfect the way it is. Won Bin is excellent as the hero, and the girl that plays So-mi does a wonderful job.
For Won Bin in a different role, check him out in Autumn in My Heart
, but keep the tissues handy. It's one of the greatest Korean love stories ever put to film, but it's also the most heart-wrenchingly sad. Anyone that doesn't cry, probably doesn't have a soul either. Watch it free at DramaFever. [http://www.dramafever.com/drama/161/Autumn_In_My_Heart/
Blurb for The Man From Nowhere
: Cha Tae Shik (Won Bin) leads a quiet, anti-social life by operating a small pawn shop. Every so often the outside world intrudes upon his life in the form of So Mi (Kim Sae Ron), the little girl next door whose mother is a heroin addict. When So Mi's mother steals drugs from a fearsome drug lord, she and her daughter are subsequently kidnapped. Using his powerful combat skills to his advantage, Tae Shik will do anything to save So Mi.
On this, the day after Thanksgiving, I prepared some turkey noodle soup in my Instant Pot and it came out delicious.
I hit the Soup button on the bones and scrap meat, then let the pot cool in the fridge over night. I scooped off the fat, then heated the soup on Saute enough that it went back to being liquid, then I picked out all of the bones and stripped the meat. After that I added carrots, bok choy, celery and spices and hit Soup again. When it was done, I added some cooked rotini and left the pot on Warm. Everyone was free to scoop out a bowl of soup as they liked. It worked well -- a day of soup for all.
Now back to writing.
Fandom: Original Gangster
Blurb: Flight of the magi. A twisting twirl of fate's happenstance. Do not look away, for the darkness is looking back.
I hate that I'm that sad figure at the end of the day. The one everyone winces away from and dreads having to visit.
It's painful to look in the mirror and realize that I'm every kind of person that I hate.
I have become the darkness, and the darkness is me. I have lost my way, and there's no way home.
"That's nearly poetic."
I turned to look at Gloria, and that she was. Glorious Gloria Gerarde, the sweetheart love of every wannabe-Lothario on the station; long black hair that fairly screamed with red highlights midway down to the end. Her eyes were rimmed with silvery-blue kohl and she had that wicked smirking look on her face, the one that drove the world wild. She was beautiful and dangerous, a rowdy girl out to have a good time, no matter police detainment or danger.
"What?" I asked.
"What you were saying; the unexpectedly beautiful words coming out of your mouth," she said. "I never suspected you of having a beautiful soul."
"Hm." What could I say to that? I hadn't even realized that I was speaking out loud. "I didn't even know I had a soul at all."
She snorted a laugh. "And you're funny too. You really must be the full-package Diamond Jim is always touting you are."
"I try." I shifted out of the way of her touchy hands. She was running those red razor claws across my shoulders with a rasping sound of enamel on leather. I felt like she was about to gut me, which was ridiculous. She was just a woman with extremely long nails she'd had painted peach with blood red tips. Why was I so wary and uncomfortable around her?
"So, what are you doing after this?" I asked, hoping to change the mood; break the strange intimacy.
She pouted before smiling extr...
Original post: HarperKingsley.net/blog
I am madly in love with my Instant Pot IP-DUO60. It should be renamed the "Magic Pot" as that's what it does -- magic.
Raw ingredients go in and delicious food comes out. It was well-worth the purchase price of $135 at Amazon [http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00FLYWNYQ/?tag=harperkingsley-20
The first day I got it, I checked it over and cleaned it up, then I threw in the included rack, 4 still slightly-frozen Cornish game hens, 1 cup of water, and a sprinkle of salt, then hit the Poultry button. It switched to On as it got up to pressure, then it was 20-minutes of cooking (I maybe should have lessened the time, but whatever) and when I quick released the steam and opened the lid, I was presented with fall-off the bone chicken.
I stuck the hens on a pan and into the oven for a quick broil to add some color, then we feasted like Walt Boggis from Fantastic Mr. Fox [http://www.amazon.com/Fantastic-Mr-Fox-Meryl-Streep/dp/B001QOGYBI/?tag=harperkingsley-20
] -- though we only ate one chicken each.
After that, I took the bones I'd saved and tossed them back into the pot with the drippings (removing the rack first) and added about three cups of water. I hit the Soup button and let the machine go to work.
When the ding sounded, I released the pressure and carefully took the bowl out to rest on the counter (it's stainless steel, so it cools down quickly once it's out of the Instant Pot). I let the broth cool a bit before covering it and putting it in the refrigerator for about 30-minutes. Then I skimmed the surface fat and removed the bones and put the bowl back in the Instant Pot. I hit the Saute button to heat the broth back up while I chopped up some vegetables -- carrots, celery, zucchini, white onion, ...
*SPOILER ALERT: Cabin in the Woods* It's an older movie at this point, but if you haven't seen it yet, you might want to look away. *SPOILER ALERT: Cabin in the Woods*
Seriously, I was watching The Cabin in the Woods on the Syfy channel, and all I could think was that there needed to be some delicious crossover action happening. That end scene with the giant molten hand... Come on, who didn't
think of the burny titan in Attack on Titan?
Besides all that, every time I watch that movie I get angry at them for being like "Welp, it's the end of the world and we could have stopped it. Too bad, so sad." What?! Do neither one of them have any family or loved ones? Are they really that selfish that they're just going to sit there waiting to die, but not do anything to stop the end of the world?
What a couple of assholes. No lie.
Title: Monster and Man - http://archiveofourown.org/works/599950
Characters: Sugarplum Fairy, Ronald the Intern
Word count: 1300
Summary: Her keepers do not appreciate her.
He decides his future accidentally.
(They never meet.)
Title: Through the Glass, Darkly - http://archiveofourown.org/works/1692872
Characters: Fornicus: Lord of Bondage & Pain, Dana Polk, Marty Mikalski
Word count: 2629
Summary: Though he's kept bound and imprisoned in a glass cube, the Hell Lord can still reach out. He can still watch as the Sacrifices are, one by one, taken beyond the reach of pain and terror. His reflections are interrupted however when the Virgin and the Fool come to stand before him.
Title: The Old and Upright - http://archiveofourown.org/works/744171
Characters: Ives (Rave...
I'm looking for artist(s) to help me transform Rolling In the Deep into a kinetic fan novel. I can do all the programming myself -- I'm not looking to make this too complicated -- but I need artwork.
What I need:
*sprites (like cutout dolls. Just full body drawings in png or jpg. I cut them down to 250-400 wide x 600 tall depending on how much junk they're loaded down with. Bigger drawings are better, because I have more control over what I trim, but at this point anything's fine.) - Riddick, Vaako, Hermann as himself, Hermann as Necromonger, Newt as himself, Newt as Necromonger, Pentecost, generic soldier guys, generic Necromongers, etc.
*background images - 800 x 600. Like space scenes and stuff.
Once the kinetic fan novel is done, it will be available for free download (once I find someplace to host it, lol). Right now I'm having a lot of fun learning the Ren'Py program, and I thought I'd make something to share with ya'll. It's just that my artwork is ... not very good.
Btw, any artwork would be appreciated. Even if I don't use it in the novel proper, it would be fun to add some bonus gameplay (check out the omake script at the bottom).
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Ignore the background image. It's just something I slapped on there to check out during my gameplay.
As you can see, I chose to use the NVL style for this project and gave dialogue breaks.
I have tentative plans for other kinetic fan novels, so if anyone wants to work with me... Well, that would be really cool.
Anyways, contact me here or at feygan(at)gmail(dot)com if you're an artist and you're interested in working with me. I think we could have a lot of fun.
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RIDDICK "There's only room for one alpha-dog on this ship, and i...
Title: Little Bit Strange, But Still Special
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer/Anita Blake
Genre: slash, action/adventure, crossover
Blurb: Xander and Spike end up in the Anita-verse, where they have to hide themselves and fit in. It does not go well.
There was a moment chill silence. Anita's glare nearly had a physical presence, it was so focused on the side of his head.
Xander did not look at her, not wanting to give her an excuse to attack. From the sheer malevolence she was exuding, he thought he'd already managed to make her into an enemy.
Open mouth, insert foot, he thought. It was an old refrain, one that had followed him from elementary school and the first time he'd met Larry Blaisdell.
"Xander is right," Spike said, edging in front of him and blocking Anita's view. "We have other things to do and your succubus routine doesn't work on us."
"What is that supposed to mean?" Anita sat up straight, her legs coming together with a snap.
"Please, you think I haven't been around your kind before?" Xander could hear Spike roll his eyes insultingly. "You're putting out all kinds of pheromones and metaphysical whoodoo to jamble folks' minds. You do all those naughty mind tricks the powers that be around her have declared illegal, yet you never once question your own righteousness. You are one serious piece of work."
"What are you accusing me of?" Anita demanded. "I work with the police."
Spike snorted. "And they're probably the ones that have let you get away with everything you do. But you know, pet, just having a badge at your beck and call doesn't make you a hero. You're still a man-eater at the end of the day. You just walk in lofty company."
Anita looked to Jean-Claude. "Can you believe this guy?"
The French vampire raised an elegant brow, but didn't say anything. He'd probably learne...
Title: Rolling In the Deep
Fandom: Chronicles of Riddick/Pacific Rim
Character: Riddick, Vaako
Other Places: AO3
Summary: The Basilica crashes on a primitive world. The Necros and Riddick have to deal with the natives. And giant monsters.
Forty-eight hours after waking to find the Basilica had crashed, Vaako could look around and feel a sense of pride in what his people had accomplished. Systems were coming back online, repair crews were hard at work, the flooded sections were being drained, and Riddick had cleared out the so-called rats, killing and Converting as needed. In all, the situation was much less dire than it had first appeared.
"Sir, we are being bombarded with primitive communication frequency waves. The natives are attempting to contact us," a technician reported.
"I see," Vaako said. "Open a line to the Lord Marshal."
There was the gentle murmur of the technician speaking into her microphone. Then Riddick's voice filled the auxiliary bridge. The man had a powerful presence even over the com. "What is it?
"The natives are trying to communicate with us," Vaako said. He clasped his hands behind his back and stood at easy rest. "What are your orders, sir?"
"Talk to them
," Riddick said. "Arrange a meet-and-greet as necessary. Don't mention that we've Converted their people. We'll leave that as a surprise for later. Be diplomatic
If they'd been in person, Vaako would have made a comment about Riddick urging diplomacy. His lip twitched in amusement. "I'll handle things, sir. Will you be coming to the bridge soon?"
"Nah. I'm down on the troop deck. You handle the natives. I trust you, Vaako
." There was a hint of irony in Riddick's voice, but Vaako felt warmed anyway.
"I won't disappoint, Lord Marshal," Vaako said.
Pairing: Nigma/Crane, slash
Main Characters: Edward Nigma, Jonathan Crane
Jonathan tried not to think of Edward. Scarecrow didn't like it when he did it, and his loud grumblings had gradually bled out into random cruelty. The waspishness of his tempter made Jonathan want to cringe, it was a constant violent buzz in the back of his mind.
If Scarecrow came into contact with Edward, Jonathan feared for what would happen. He didn't want Edward to be hurt, much less killed by his alter-ego.
It would be hard having sex with a dead man, so he would have to do his best to keep Scarecrow distracted. The difficult part would be hiding what he was doing from Scarecrow, as Scarecrow would be infuriated if he thought Jonathan was trying to manipulate him.
Sometimes it was difficult being a costumed criminal with multiple personalities. Especially when his second personality was all aggression, rage, and an inability to let go of a grudge.
If it were up to Scarecrow, Edward would die screaming, his heart unable to withstand the concentrated effect of pain and fear. And once Edward died, Scarecrow would display the body where everyone could see what happened to those that touched Jonathan.
Part protective urge, part jealousy, all Scarecrow's need to be Jonathan's only one. There were time when Jonathan wanted to push Scarecrow far away, free himself from his oppressive presence, and live his life for himself. But Scarecrow was part of him, the strongest part.
Scarecrow was going to be with him forever. Which meant that all he could do was somehow get Scarecrow to at least tolerate Edward's presence in their shared life. But how was he ever going to manage that?
* * *
Edward winced when he bumped one of his bruises against the candy display. The cashier behind the mini-mart's cash register gave him a surprised look, her eyes takin...
I feel bad because my fandom self is a more gregarious person. Does that mean what I think it means? *looks shit up* (Gregarious: fond of company.) Not quite right, I do enjoy my solitude to an unhealthy degree.
No. My fandom-self is a more open and exuberant person. I don't put such pressure on that form of me, so there's not so much second-guessing. I am free in a way I never find anywhere else.
Do you think that if Bruce Wayne had been killed with his parents, Gotham would have been better for it? Think about it, would the Wayne fortune have gone to Alfred? Without Bruce and his drive for vengeance, I think that Alfred would have kept up with the Wayne Foundation and laid the basis for a lot of Gotham betterment projects.
Instead of some rich guy putting on a costume and using Gotham as his personal playground, there could be some actual improvements to the old city. Body armor for the cops, better weapons, tighter security for essential services (like Arkham Asylum, hello!), and maybe some kind of universal medical insurance for the citizens of his city.
I'm sorry, but if I fall into a vat of experimental chemicals, I expect to receive some kind of compensation. At the very least, you owe me a new face.
When I want to fix something around the house, my first impulse is to look at DIYs or Instructables. Like I've recently been looking up adding a foot pedal to my kitchen sink. It seems pretty easy, and I feel like it's a project I can manage if I know what parts I'm supposed to get.
I'm not very creative with home repairs, but I am pretty poor. It's a definite incentive to come up with do-it-yourself ideas.
I want a foot pedal on my kitchen sink so that I can turn on the above faucet to the temperature I prefer, but use the foot pedal to control when the water comes out. The faucet has to be turned on for the foot pedal to do anything.
There's so many reasons why I want a foot pedal on my sink: Less stress on the water/electrical bills. Not having to feel the ecological guilts about wasting so much water. A preferred water temperature I can set the sink to.
I need to buy all the parts necessary, and then my dad and brother can put together anything we need. I just don't know what's the best but cheapest design to follow and what parts we need.
Anxiety level: It makes my anxiety levels go through the roof to want something so bad and not be able to say the words.
So, our first attempt at aquaponics has ended in dead fish. We will be trying again after a proper mourning period has passed.
The names of our dead fish: Herman, Jolene, Goldie, Gon, and Leo(riel). They were much too young and they died horribly. It has been a tragic loss for the world ;_;
That being said, I feel as though I have learned a great deal from the experience. We will be getting new fish -- goldfish this time, as they're much cheaper -- and we will be trying again.
Hopefully they don't die like their predecessors.
Have you ever read a story that was depressing? Like, there's nothing
wrong with the story itself and it even has a happy ending, yet
something about it leads to this sense of unending sadness? It's one
of the strangest sensations ever. The sense of unreality. Of wandering
through a world that's not quite in sync with the world that everyone
else is living in. A feeling of unendurable sadness that eats away at
your insides, making the backs of your eyes ache to cry. The worst
thing is not even knowing why you're sad. It happens by itself.
Happiness turns to sadness, contentment turns into an unreachable
dream. Life shouldn't be so weird.
cross-posted at http://feygan.dreamwidth.org/403221.html
Originally posted by harperkingsley
at EXCERPT: Allies & Enemies, by Harper Kingsley [urban fantasy, mm, superhero]
Title: Allies & Enemies
Author: Harper Kingsley
Series: Heroes & Villains (Book 2)
Cover: Aisha Akeju
Publisher: Less Than Three Press
Pairing: Vereint Georges/Warrick Tobias
Characters: Vereint Georges (Darkstar), Warrick Tobias (Blue Ice), Melissa Kim (Blue Devil), Caspian Dukes
Genre: urban fantasy, mm, superhero
Word count: 129,000
Digital ISBN: 9781620043912
Print ISBN: 9781620043929
Note: Can be read as a standalone novel. Non-descriptive lovemaking. Violence and drama. Comprised of three sections, each of which can be seen as an individual story/chapter of Darkstar's life.
Darkstar x Blue Ice
Blurb: The supervillain you love to read is back. Years of living a normal life should have blunted his edge, but revenge has made it sharp.
Summary: In the wake of the death of the Fabulous Kims, Vereint cannot forget Melissa, the little girl they left behind, a girl that now has no family. Certain he and Warrick can be the family she needs, he pushes to adopt her. That she proves to have superpowers only confirms he's right. Melissa is their darling daughter by day, and by night she trains to become Blue Devil, sidekick to Blue Ice.
Then the unthinkable happens, destroying the happiness Vereint and Warrick worked so hard to build—a tragedy so great that the long-vanished Darkstar returns with mu...
Title: Allies & Enemies
Author: Harper Kingsley
Cover Art: Aisha Akeju
Publisher: Less Than Three Press
Frameset: Heroes & Villains
Genre: mm, superhero, romance, urban fantasy
Blurb: In the wake of the death of the Fabulous Kims, Vereint cannot forget Melissa, the little girl they left behind, a girl that now has no family. Certain he and Warrick can be the family she needs, he pushes to adopt her. That she proves to have superpowers only confirms he’s right. Melissa is their darling daughter by day, and by night she trains to become Blue Devil, sidekick to Blue Ice.
Then the unthinkable happens, destroying the happiness Vereint and Warrick worked so hard to build—a tragedy so great that the long-vanished Darkstar returns with murderous intent…
M/M romance, urban fantasy
Giveaway link: http://heartsonfirereviews.com/?p=28279
Giveaway hosted by Hearts on Fire Reviews.
Comment to enter. Winners chosen by random drawing.
Giveaway ends 8/09/14 at 11:59 p.m.
Characters: Edward Nigma/Jonathan Crane
Genre: action, drama, slash
Word Count: 7756
Author's Note: In this story, Nigma is an accepted member of Gotham's rogues scene, but he's only been seriously committing crimes for a couple of years. He is still building up his reputation and hiring his henchmen.
Summary: After leaving Scarecrow to the tender mercies of Batman, Nigma gets pulled in.
Part of the 2014 Riddler Reverse Bang: http://riddlerrbb14.livejournal.com
Being a criminal in Gotham was like being a baker anywhere else. It was just something people did to make a living. At any given moment there were dozens of henchmen ready and willing to take on a job, and that was all it was to them, a way to make money. There was no moralizing about right and wrong, there was only the fear of being caught.
Edward Nigma, commonly known as the Riddler, didn't usually bother with hiring henchmen. His plans didn't require outside help for the most part, plus there was the pesky need to pay them. No, he'd much rather handle things on his own, which explained why he was already on edge when the Batman appeared outside his warehouse.
The once simple plan had grown out of proportion with the escape of the Joker from Arkham Asylum for the Criminally Insane. As usual, the clown's mere presence tended to stir up trouble.
The Batman was always more ruthless when the Joker was on the loose. His punches were harder and there was a sense of barely restrained rage about him, a frustration with having to handle criminals that weren't the one he really wanted: the Joker.
Nigma had thought it prudent to hire himself a handful of henchmen. They were useless for his plan, but he figured he could throw them at the Batman if the caped crusader decided to show up.
Narcissus sounded amused. "My people receive quite a lot of money to provide the security for the Havenshire. Why would I risk such a lucrative contract with the vampires for you?"
"Because we'll be going after Cyrus Muldondy and it will go better if you help us."
Narcissus laughed. "You certainly are confident in yourself."
"I find that confidence is one of the few things the monsters respect," Edward said.
"Hm. You've got me listening at least. Tell me why you think that I would help you."
"Because no matter what anyone says about you, you have no fondness for pedophiles, and that's exactly what Cyrus Muldondy is."
"Why aren't the local police--particularly RPIT and Anita Blake--handling things? Isn't he the type they usually go after?" Narcissus asked.
Edward made a growl of frustration. "Muldondy has managed to slip through the cracks with his money and his ability to hide his crimes. Everyone knows what he's done, but the law can't touch him. He hunts young boys and the police haven't been able to stop him because he's a vampire and he thralls his victims. They actually help him hide the evidence of his crimes. All the police could charge him with was breaking and entering."
"And I'm supposed to trust that you're telling the truth? I know who you are, what you are, Mr. Forrester. You have no fondness for monsters and you don't tent to bring them peacefully to justice. You kill them, without a warrant or an order of execution. You're a murderous thug, Mr. Forrester. I can smell the blood clinging to your skin."
The "Ted" faded from Edward's voice as he spoke, the accent smoothing away. "If you know me, then you know what I can do. Your contract with the Havenshire won't mean a whole lot if I decide to go in. You can smell if I'm lying. I will be taking Cyrus Muldondy, and I won't let your people stop me. Am I lying?"
"I don't think you're lying," Xander said cheer...
My Riddler Reverse Bang story has taken a turn by become a proto-series. What is wrong with me?
It's Riddler/Scarecrow slash, and though I don't have a name for the series, the story for the bang is "Fight."
"Fight, Flight, and Fury" is the first series, then there's "Love, Lust, and Lies."
My posting date is August 1st. I will keep you apprised.
X-posted at my Dreamwidth.