dragonimp

Wed, 26 Dec 2018 17:38:33 GMT

In a very Stop the World I Want to Get Off mood. Holidays were very bittersweet, with having to take our kittygirl in on Christmas Eve and let her go. We knew it was coming, we knew when they found and removed the tumor that she wouldn't have long, but it's still never easy. But she had stopped eating and drinking and had an infection in her mouth so it was clearly time.

This on top of the stress of trying to coordinate schedules with family and the family visit itself, and being way behind on sending gifts out, and just generally ... not being happy with a lot of things right now.

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FMA Art: Major General Armstrong, G

Tue, 18 Dec 2018 22:02:58 GMT

11x14 oil paint.

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Wed, 12 Dec 2018 20:23:20 GMT

These graphic novels have little brief histories of the fairy tale in the back, and this one says that in the oldest known written version of Beauty and the Beast, a novel by the french author Gabrielle de Villeneuve, the beast doesn't change back into a prince at the end of the story. Which makes me want to know then - how does it end?? I could find a few articles online talking about some of the other differences between Villeneuve's novel and later versions, such as the convoluted backstories she gave both the Beast and Beauty involving evil fairies, but I couldn't find one that talked about the ending.

(The original text is undoubtedly in the public domain, but am I motivated enough to find a translation? ... Maybe after the holidays.)

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dusts off blog

Wed, 05 Dec 2018 06:04:39 GMT

Sooo since tumblr is on the way to a dumpster fire, maybe I should revive things and start posting over here again... anyone still around?

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FMA Fic, "Collared: Chapter 12: Eyes Wide Open"

Mon, 23 Oct 2017 02:36:05 GMT

Title: Collard: Chapter 12: Eyes Wide Open
Author: dragonimp
Rating: PG
Genre: AU, master/slave (though we’ve kinda left that behind at this point)
Pairing: Roy/Ed
Warnings: blood, injuries
Summary: “It’s nothing the military doesn’t already have knowledge of,”

“We’re still getting reports from Yousewell that are . . . somewhat suspect,” Grumman said as he moved his bishop to block the path of Roy’s rook. “But Central doesn’t seem concerned. I don’t think they’ve even read the last two memos I sent.”

Roy took his time considering the board. “The last unit they sent out that way never made it.”

“Yes, and we know how that worked out.”

Ao3

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FMA Fic, "Marked", Roy/Ed, PG

Mon, 03 Jul 2017 05:31:52 GMT

Title: Marked
Rating: PG
Genre: AU, Romance
Pairing: Roy/Ed
Warnings: none

Follow on to Stigma because I can't help myself.

Ed fought to keep from blacking out. The rubble and debris surrounding him only entered his awareness when it it dug into his side or scraped his hand as he shifted about trying to cling to the tiny thread of awareness. He was focused on one thing: Al. Al better be okay.

Because Ed was going to kill him.

....

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Mon, 01 May 2017 16:28:52 GMT

Remember when Amazon thought I needed a little something extra to go with a dimmer switch?
( why a dimmer switch tho )
eBay now thinks I need one to go with an ereader:
( what are you insinuating eBay )
I think they're trying to tell me something.

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Sat, 08 Apr 2017 04:49:09 GMT

I think most everyone already has these, but just in case:

tumblr where I spend most of my time now because that's (sadly) where everyone is

twitter (might want to give me a poke if you follow me here because twitter is REALLY BAD about telling me)

facebook where I post next to nothing and generally just apathetically stalk people (but you can get me on the chat sometimes)

Ao3 where the fic now lives

Instagram 1 (personal)

Instagram 2 (shop)

I'll still keep up my sporadic posting here until I can't, but. Just in case.

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Thu, 06 Apr 2017 20:59:15 GMT

I don't know if anyone has taken time to read LJ's new ToS (I haven't), but there's a breakdown of some of the relevant parts over on tumblr. Particularly this:

So if I'm understanding this right - and it's entirely possible that I'm not since my attention span is shit for legalese

our journals are now under Russian law

ALL pornography violates that law

"obscene language" violates that law

anything containing politics they don't like could be deemed "extremist materials" and will be violating that law

It's very likely fanfic and fanart - especially gay fanfic and fanart - is now against LJ's ToS.

I honestly don't know what to do about this. All of my stuff is backed up on DW so I'm not worried about losing the journal itself. But DW is even more of a social deadzone than LJ is now.

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Mon, 27 Feb 2017 19:53:27 GMT

Crossposting from tumblr, because why not:

Had a dream last night that BONES released a follow-up movie to CoS, and somehow turned the bittersweet ending into an outright depressing one. Al died, I don’t remember what else, but nobody had a good outcome, and fandom lost its collective shit (as you do).

Woke up already plotting fixit fic and really confused. I have no idea why I was dreaming about this.

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FMA Fic, "Can You Feel the Silence," Roy/Ed, NC-17

Sun, 05 Feb 2017 01:45:14 GMT

Title: Can You Feel the Silence
Rating: NC-17
Genre: PWPangst
Pairing: Roy/Ed
Warnings: none

Ao3

It was the sound of the shower that woke Ed. It was so familiar and comfortable that he almost went right back to sleep, but some part of his brain woke up enough to follow the lazy Roy’s taking a shower with Roy’s not home.

He sat bolt upright and blinked around at the room. The lamp on Roy’s side was on. Roy’s uniform jacket had been flung onto the foot of the bed. Roy’s boots were sitting in front of the closet.

While Ed had been trying to force the evidence before him to make sense with his understanding of reality the water shut off. A moment later Roy stepped out of the bathroom, dressed in his pajama pants and toweling off his hair. “Did I wake you? I’m sorry.”

.....

This fic has been brought to you by sparkly ink and the fact that THE WORLD HAS GONE TO SHIT AND I NEED SOME PORN

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FMA Fic, "Mother Arc: Chapter 24", Roy/Ed, PG

Fri, 27 Jan 2017 06:48:24 GMT

Title: Mother Arc: Chapter 24

Rating: PG

Genre: family saga

Pairing: Roy/Ed

Warnings: none

Ao3

As soon as the nurse was gone they locked the door to the hospital room. Although “locked” was perhaps too mild a term—Ed fuzed the door with the wall.

Mei made a face at the machines and tubes and muttered about them being “barbaric” before she yanked the blankets to one side. Placing a hand on Roy’s stomach, she took a deep breath and settled in to focus.

......

*a wild fic appears*

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Wed, 25 Jan 2017 19:56:27 GMT

Anyone else need a break from politics but feel like they can't because so much shit keeps happening and if you turn your back ~~the world~~ ~~the nation~~ the world is just sort of going to explode?

In other but not unrelated news I think I finally don't have a migraine, which is significant since I've pretty much had one (low grade) since the inauguration. Literally. It started Friday morning, went through Saturday and the March*, kinda eased up Sunday evening, started in on the other side Monday and went through last night. Like. Trump taking office gave me a migraine.

Might see about editing some fic today, though, because I need a break.

*Just a tip, but please do not burn sage or anything else in a crowd, you do not know who among the many around you might have respiratory problems or sensitivities. In this case it was REALLY NOT HELPING THE NAUSIA AND HEADACHE. I appreciate the sentiment but please, just don't.

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FMA Fic, "Yule Log," Roy/Ed, G

Sat, 24 Dec 2016 20:54:29 GMT

Title: Yule Log
Author: dragonimp
Rating: G
Genre: Romance, WaFF
Pairing: Roy/Ed
Warnings: sappiness
Summary: “Snow getting to you?”

Read on Ao3||read on LJ

For some reason Roy had tucked himself away in the front room, so Ed decided to be courteous for once and bring the cocoa to him. He found him sitting by the window, seemingly mesmerized by the flurry of snow outside.

“If this keeps up, we might be here longer than we thought,” Ed remarked. “I hope you planned for—ack!”

Without warning Roy grabbed him around the middle, pressing his face to Ed’s chest. Ed stumbled, juggling the mugs and somehow getting them safely to the windowsill without scalding either one of them. “Shit, Roy, I don’t actually want to dump hot liquid on you! What’s with you?”

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Mon, 05 Dec 2016 17:10:15 GMT

Felt like shit the last several days, and I know a lot of it I hormones making everything worse, so I can't really judge how much of it is the usual the-holidays-are-shit problem.

But the holidays are shit.

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Sat, 12 Nov 2016 05:56:48 GMT

On top of election results, I've had to deal with my period starting (yay hormones and cramps) and a low-grade migraine that started last night. Which means my plans for today got mostly canceled and I'm turning in early -_-.

Stay safe y'all.

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Mon, 17 Oct 2016 04:07:57 GMT

Facebook isn't helped by the fact that I'm pretty much afraid to comment or say anything. Anxiety hit every time. Kinda been unconsciously operating with the notion that it's better to be distant and for all intents and purposes friendless than to over-step and say the wrong thing (once again) and alienate people (again) and be actually friendless.

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Sun, 16 Oct 2016 19:38:39 GMT

Facebook is too superficial, tumblr is too public, and this place is too depressingly dead, so the only time I get motivation to post anywhere is when I need to vent.

So yeah, I bottomed out a couple weeks ago from an overload of stress. And it sucked. And it still kinda sucks, just not all the time. But my motivation to talk about any of it or post anything personal - here or anywhere - is pretty much zero.

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FMA Fic, "Shut Up and Dance," Roy/Ed, R

Sat, 24 Sep 2016 05:21:05 GMT

Title: Shut up and Dance

Rating: R

Genre: AU, Romance

Pairing: Roy/Ed

Warnings: More pole dancing and idiots being completely shameless. And did I mention that this series is my most self-indulgent BS.

“He’s how old, Roy?”

Roy folded his arms against the bar with a sigh. “I dunno, Hughes. You tell me. You’re the one who did the background check.”

“He’s nineteen. just barely nineteen.” Hughes pointed an accusatory finger. “You turned thirty last year.”

He threw up his hands. “So tell me then, oh arbitrator of romance: what is an acceptable age gap?”

“It’s not the age difference, it’s the fact that he’s still a kid. You’re at completely different places in your lives.”

“You don’t even know him—”

“Neither do you!” his friend insisted. “You’ve talked to him, what, twice?”

“Three times.”

“Two minutes of flirting after watching him strip doesn’t count.”

……….

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FMA Art: "Reading," Roy/Ed, G

Tue, 02 Aug 2016 00:08:34 GMT

( For Roy/Ed freespace day!! )

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Sun, 24 Jul 2016 04:48:26 GMT

Okay, I am glad I went. Even with the migraine that's been steadily creating in all evening. More later when I don't feel half dead.

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FMA Art: "Heat Wave," Roy/Ed, PG-13

Sat, 23 Jul 2016 22:01:58 GMT

For Roy/Ed week, with the prompt "heat wave"

( slightly NSFW under the cut )

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FMA Fic, "Ice and Rocks Were Not Part of the Plan", Roy/Ed, PG-13

Sat, 23 Jul 2016 21:59:44 GMT

Title: Ice and Rocks Were Not Part of the Plan
Rating: PG-13
Genre: romance, fluff
Pairing: Roy/Ed

For: “One blanket, two frozen assholes...”

Ao3

It was supposed to be a simple mission. Just a meeting with the commander of North City, maybe an inspection of one or two of the outposts.

Ed had insisted on coming along and Roy still wasn’t sure why. He wasn’t even full military anymore, hadn’t been since he’d come back. But he said he’d “never been up that way,” and even though Roy had told him there wasn’t much to see except snow and more snow, here he was. In the exact right place for his life to be in danger once again.

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FMA Art: "Umbrella", Roy/Ed, G

Sat, 23 Jul 2016 21:57:36 GMT

For Roy/Ed week, with the prompt "Umbrella"

( No idea what they're pouting over but Al is having none of it )

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FMA Fic, "Stigma," Roy/Ed, PG

Sat, 23 Jul 2016 21:54:36 GMT

Title: Stigma
Rating: PG
Genre: AU, angst
Pairing: Roy/Ed

For: “Soulmarks on the wrist/arm that Ed lost”

Ao3

“I’m sorry I can’t be more help, Alphonse.” Roy set another box on the to sell stacks by the door. It wasn’t as if he would be needing much up north. “And I’m sorry I’m not being a better host.”

“That’s okay, Sir,” the boy was quick to assure him. “I’m just glad I caught you before you had to leave.”

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dragonimp

FMA Art: Major General Armstrong, G

*dusts off blog*

FMA Fic, "Collared: Chapter 12: Eyes Wide Open"

FMA Fic, "Marked", Roy/Ed, PG

FMA Fic, "Can You Feel the Silence," Roy/Ed, NC-17

FMA Fic, "Mother Arc: Chapter 24", Roy/Ed, PG

FMA Fic, "Yule Log," Roy/Ed, G

FMA Fic, "Shut Up and Dance," Roy/Ed, R

FMA Art: "Reading," Roy/Ed, G

FMA Art: "Heat Wave," Roy/Ed, PG-13

FMA Fic, "Ice and Rocks Were Not Part of the Plan", Roy/Ed, PG-13

FMA Art: "Umbrella", Roy/Ed, G

FMA Fic, "Stigma," Roy/Ed, PG

dusts off blog