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Fandom: Star Wars
Pairings/Characters: CC-2224 | Cody/Obi-Wan Kenobi
Rating: General Audiences
Length: 22,206 words
Creator Links: [archiveofourown.org profile] Nanaille / [tumblr.com profile] nanaille
Theme: Crack Treated Seriously

Summary: In this house we respect the Jedi Order, the Force, and our Very Holy General Kenobi (peace be upon his beard).

Obi-Wan is back on Coruscant. Wary, famished, and deeply not ready for what’s waiting.

He thought the clones would hate him. Instead?
They built shrines.
They quote his sass like scripture.
And someone really needs to stop printing stickers.

Featuring: false sightings, reverent memes, emotional breakdowns, and a commander who never stopped waiting.

Reccer's Notes: A very fun fic which mixes modern media fandom things (e.g. the clones have a kind of Discord chat), a fix-it AU (well...some things are fixed, anyway), and heartfelt feelings platonic and otherwise.

Fanwork Links: Our Radiant General (Peace Be Upon Him)
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Title: Four Socks
Fandom: Spooks (MI5) [Werewolf AU]
Rating: G
Length: 378 words
Summary: It often happens that when a dog has a leg wound a sock is worn to prevent the animal chewing at the wound. Of course, with a werewolf this proves more complicated.

community thursday (dec. 25-jan. 8)

Jan. 15th, 2026 12:07 pm
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Welcome back to another Community Thursday! Original Community Thursday info here, if you're interested and want to participate, too.

This time I focused on posting to comms that haven't had a lot of engagement recently, partly just to show other people who may be looking that, yes, someone is interested in this topic! I'm going to keep doing it for January, too.

Posted/Commented

New-to-me Comms

  • [community profile] gamechangerhr -- a fan comm for Heated Rivalry/Game Changers
  • [community profile] bookclub_dw -- a monthly book club! The January book is The Spellshop by Sarah Beth Durst and the discussion goes up at the end of the month
  • [community profile] vintageads -- a community for sharing vintage ads from TV, magazines, etc.

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I define "the long 1970s" as from 1968, when the Hays Code in the United States was abandoned, to 1982, the year of the Twilight Zone disaster. This period saw an almost "Wild West" era in which previously restricted kinds of film and subjects were made in large numbers, and undoubtedly there was a great deal of innovation and ingenuity going on. However, when people say, as some do, "It's such a shame movies will never be made that way again", that is where I say, "Now, wait a minute".

Among other things, that period saw:
  • The Last House on the Left (1972), in which an actress was seriously psychologically and emotionally abused by co-stars, with her director failing to protect her. Later, a live chainsaw in a fight scene.
  • The Texas Chain Saw Massacre (1974), in which an actress's finger was deliberately cut by one co-star and her blood non-consensually sucked by an unknowing (ie thought it was stage blood) second actor.
  • The Exorcist (1973), in which two separate actresses were seriously injured and their director chose to keep their genuine cries of pain in the final movie.
  • Cannibal Holocaust (1980), notorious for its on-screen real animal killings, but also the use of a local Indigenous girl (possibly as young as 14) to act a victim in a rape scene without clear certainty that she knew exactly what would happen.
  • The Deer Hunter (1978), in which a real bullet was placed in the revolver (even if not in the next chamber) for the Russian Roulette scene.
  • Roar (1981), in which dozens of cast and crew were injured, some seriously, through being surrounded by untrained big cats on set during the multi-year production.

That's off the top of my head; there are plenty of less famous films that had similar problems. I have seen half of these (Last HouseTexas Chain Saw and The Deer Hunter) and the number of those where my experience was heightened from knowing about the abuse, recklessness and danger was zero. I will never watch Cannibal Holocaust, and I'm not especially inclined to watch the other two either.

Wes Craven, Tobe Hooper, William Friedkin etc are forever being lauded as geniuses. In some ways they were. But I am absolutely delighted that films can no longer be made the way they made them. The human (and animal in certain cases) cost was simply too high. Friedkin in particular is someone I've gone right off in recent years. If you have to traumatise your cast to make a film, you are doing it wrong.

And if that makes me a pearl-clutcher, sign me up for shares in the oyster farm!

Hello!

Jan. 15th, 2026 12:03 pm
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I just gave my therapist a link to my Dreamwidth. Only the public entries, but we thought it'd be useful for her to see how I express myself in writing. Obviously I'm a bit nervous about this!
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It's Thursday, or as I like to call it, Friday Eve. We're getting there! I'm really looking forward to relaxing for the weekend. I feel like that might help clear out the last of this crud. I'm defintely doing better, but I'm still coughing a bit and my voice varies between semi normal, gravel filled and hoarse and squeaky, sometimes all in the same sentence. It's annoying.

Yesterday was another busy day, though I spent some of it making outbound calls to fill in some slots and get some patients in sooner. Still, I kicked so much ass. One of my favorite things is playing tetris with the schedule. Sometimes, you'll have a 1/2 hour slot in a few days, and then two half hour slots with a patient in between them. So you're going to call that patient and move them. Preferrably to the earlier slot, but if not at least up or down 30min. So you end up with a 60 or 90 minute slot. I have very good luck at getting that 90 minutes. Case in point yesterday, where I opened up two hours (which coincidentally was how much we needed for a patient's MRI).

I got a bunch of clothes delivered from Thredup, which are all pretty nice. There's two pieces that weren't what I expected, so they go into the donate pile. Then, there's one I'm not sure of. But what I definitely got out of it is two fleeces, a cute orange cardigan, a swim cover up and a little black purse for the vow renewal that I absolutely love. Need to have my room key and inhaler with me when I'm out of the cabin.

Then, after work, there was an exciting thing. I was sitting and relaxing and I got a call from a 604 area code. Which is Vancouver, CA. I knew this from setting up stuff for the Alaska trip. So, I picked up. It was our hotel, the Pan Pacific calling to offer an upgrade for our room. Previously, we were staying in kind of the bottom tier of rooms. Still gorgeous, because it is a 5 star hotel, but their basic room. They offered an upgrade to the Club level for $50/night. I of course said yes. So now we're going to have breakfast, snacks, sodas and appetizers in our club lounge. I'm looking forward to trying it out. Looks like it's very nice. So that made me happy.

Something about speaking with an actual human made things feel more real. Like holy shit, y'all, I'm going to see the Pacific Ocean! It's been three years since we had a really good vacation at Disney, so this is very exciting. I've never seen another ocean, always the Atlantic. Even when I went out of country, I saw the other side of the Atlantic from the plane that took me to Scotland.

Today, I shall work, it will hopefully be a less busy day, and I will have some interesting projects.

Today, we have two packages coming. First one is from My Ireland Box. I had gotten my sister a box from Ireland for Christmas, but I ordered it too early and a lot of the baked goods had gotten moldy. (I wasn't sure about shipping time with the shit that was going on with the mail and tarrifs, so I ordered in November.) The second box is from Sitka Seafood. The Dungeness crab that came with our last monthly box was so good that I ordred more. We're going to invite the BIL over for a full out crab feast. It should be delicious, but I'm a little nervous about where we're going to put them while we wait for Feast Day. I need to get some good butter for dipping.

Payday was yesterday, so I paid all the bills this morning, whoo. It's nice not to have the car payment. I still owe money, but I'm paid up til 2027. I just keep putting some money down every month, so hopefully I'll have it paid off early next year. But the internet and car insurance are good.

I didn't end up doing the halibut last night, so I'll have to do that today. I wish I had a beer, so I could do a beer batter, but it's such a pain to order it and wait for delivery. It takes forever to get here. I could just run up the road to a liquor store and grab a six pack, or to the slightly further one and get an individual beer, but that seems like a lot of work. I'm excited to try halibut, as I have never had it before. I may just bake it, we'll see how it goes. I need to get some tartar sauce and lemon. I might make a lemon butter sauce. I'll source it from the internet how it's best to cook it.

This weekend, we have one game on Saturday and nothing else. That's probably for the best, since my voice is so unpredictable. I can get through DMing one game. Plus, it's Arvandor, which is a small party, which makes it a bit easier. Less talking over each other. There is one currently scheduled on Sunday, but that's dependent on how [personal profile] poisontaster is feeling. And I'm not GMing that, so I don't have to talk nonstop.

Okay, time for me to hop off, and consider getting dressed. Everyone have a stellar Thursday!

Fandom Snowflake Challenge #8

Jan. 15th, 2026 10:09 am
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Introduction Post*
Meet the Mods Post

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Remember that there is no official deadline, so feel free to join in at any time, or go back and do challenges you've missed.


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And please do check out the comments for all the awesome participants of the challenge and visit their journals/challenge responses to comment on their posts and cheer them on. 

And just as a reminder: this is a low pressure, fun challenge. If you aren't comfortable doing a particular challenge, then don't. We aren't keeping track of who does what.

Snowflake Challenge: A flatlay of a snowflake shaped shortbread cake, a mug with coffee, and a string of holiday lights on top of a rustic napkin.


Thursday 15/01/2026

Jan. 15th, 2026 10:16 am
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1) a hot chocolate with marshmallows

2) reading during lunchbreak

3) going swimming this evening

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This is for people outside of the US, to explain some of the content of what is going on right now.

In the US, Trump was a doofus celebrity and tabloid fodder for a long time. Then a reality TV show host. The entire thing was a joke, and no one took it seriously. And during his first term, even as he said scarier and scarier stuff, it was hard for people to not view it as another zany, slightly entertaining tabloid story. Personally, during his first term, even as I saw things get weirder and weirder, it was hard for me to ever take it seriously.

He got angrier (probably fueled by dementia) during his time out of office. This term, he is doing things that should scare everyone in the world. Including talking about attacking an allied nation.

But for a lot of people in the US, there is honestly a very deeply buried idea that this is...a television show.

And you see it in things like Trump dopily accepting a trophy for FIFAs "Peace Prize". Even while he is talking about attacking allies, he still wants the show to go on. And Americans kind of believe it can: somehow we can go to war with Europe but there will be no consequences, even to entertainment?

So one of the things that can be done immediately, that will have a bigger impact than most people could guess, is just start talking about boycotting and cancelling that type of stuff. Do we really think that we are going to have World War III, and also have a fun summer time World Cup? A World Cup that involves Canada, the US and Mexico all in harmony? Are the Nordic counties going to laugh this all off when it is time for the Winter Olympics? All of these things will make a gigantic impact to begin with, because Trump is obsessed with ratings and being a star. The idea that "The show must go on" doesn't apply for ever will burst a gigantic bubble.
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How to use habit science to help you keep your New Year’s resolution

By using “friction” and “reverse-engineering,” you can successfully tackle your New Year’s resolutions.


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Jan. 15th, 2026 08:39 am
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Providing a dark secret

Sir Vernon Horrabin looked across his desk at his colleague. It argues exceeding well for the confidence your subordinates have in you, Carson, that Nottinge felt able to bring this sordid matter before you.

Carson leant back in his chair and nodded. I have quite exhorted 'em to come to me should they have any of the little troubles of youth – they are entrusted with heavy matters of the nation, there are ever those will go probe for any weakness – will not name names but will say there was a sad instance to do with the Board of Control of recent years –

Excellent well! said Sir Vernon, though that was a very foolish habit in Frimleigh of taking papers home, even had his son not been caught up in the toils of that Yankee fellow. But to the Nottinge business.

Pray, he thought, 'tis not a recurrence of the same plot.

Carson folded his hands. Why, here is Nottinge, discovers that a letter from his betrothed, that contains what he calls embarrassing matter has disappeared, and then shortly afterwards he receives a note – that he very sensibly brought to me – demanding payment for discretion.

Embarrassing matter?

Carson could not repress a lopsided smile. It transpired that Nottinge has a taste for dressing in women’s clothing – discovered this when obliged to take the woman’s part in plays at school – and his young lady is entirely confederate in this, advises him upon styles, &C, and in this particular epistle, writes that she has obtained an elegant set of stays that she fancies will fit him after she has made a few alterations –

Sir Vernon chuckled and then, more soberly, said would that more wives and young ladies would show such sympathy towards their husbands’ odd quirks, 'twould mean a deal less trouble –

Then added, but he does not go display himself thus in public?

Carson shook his head. I apprehend that there is no matter of actual masquerade – merely that he enjoys wearing female garb –

Why, one sees that this would be most embarrassing did it get out – I am right, am I not, in thinking that Nottinge is a prime sportsman, noted cricketer, fine shot, hard rider to hounds &C – Carson agreed that this was so – but 'tis in no way illegal. Let me consider over it a moment.

He steepled his fingers under his chin.

Why, this has been so very prudently beforehand that I am inclined to say that we might make a small outlay from the Special Fund as, shall we say, a sprat to catch a mackerel? I should be interested to observe whether, is he seen to pay up very brisk, the demands move on to matters of papers to which he has access.

Carson gave a slow nod. You put it very justly.

And I will keep the note, to see will it tell me anything further. Does it not look to you like a lady’s hand? though one supposes that a fellow in this line of business would also command the arts of forgery.

After the grateful Carson had left – for Nottinge was by way of being a protegé of his – Sir Vernon looked at the note.

Very much like a lady’s handwriting – and a good quality of paper, as well –

He shook his head. Must turn his attention to other business, and leave this until he might convoke with the lovely Clorinda.

Some few years ago he had made the error of supposing 'twas high time they married – felt age beginning to creep up on him – a desire to settle – put matters on a more regular footing. But had come about to realize that, however much a domestic life in that superbly run household appealed, it was far more valuable to the interests of the nation that the widowed Dowager Marchioness of Bexbury should appear as a free agent.

He grinned to himself. It had been Lord Julian Favell’s odd quirk concerning female feet that had first drawn the Foreign Office’s attention to a certain Lady of the Town, that he had found intelligent, first-rate at drawing out a fellow, and also entirely discreet. She had done 'em excellent service in that capacity, and even since her elevation had continued most useful to the nation’s interests.

Had quite the most valuable connexions! He did not interrogate how the little Hacker had come to learn her skills, but her ability with locks and more general legerdemain was quite unsurpassed. One did not, perchance, want to make an open approach to the former Bow Street Runner Matt Johnson and his investigation agency but was often a source of prime intelligence into assorted malefactions of state interest. And there was Clorinda, as 'twere the conduit.

So here he was in Clorinda’s exquisite parlour, and here was Miss Hacker presenting in her capacity as does the occasional secretarial tasks for Lady Bexbury, and all was in order for a fine exchange of intelligence.

Hacker conceded that Matt was entire agreeable to opening the course of their investigations to Sir Vernon – what they had at present was some two or three cases in hand that seemed very much about, I have your secret you would not want known, give me money! – so that they wondered whether 'twas some member of that same set had had setbacks at the tables or on the racecourse –

She explained their reasoning as to how they came at the supposition that it was either some individual in the same circle, or at least mayhap a maid or valet that would have access to the places where they gathered.

Sir Vernon nodded. Remarked that the fellow that had come to his attention was no idle man about Town – had the prospect of a fine career ahead of him – but his breeding and reputation as a sportsman would undoubtedly convey him the entrée to such circles. And was it all gentlemen that had been troubled in this way?

She shook her head. There is one lady – so far – 'tis quite the moral tale – had been lured into a card-playing set – made considerable losses – found herself obliged to pawn certain items of family jewellery that she never wore as frightful old-fashioned – then someone acquires the pawn-tickets and holds 'em to ransom.

Somehow – from a certain flash in Clorinda’s lovely blue eyes – he had a notion that there might be some quite informal investigation undertaken into this card-playing set!

So, Hacker went on, we begin to as 'twere draw a map of the circle in question –

That was very neatly done – and indeed, he could already see that these were acquaintances of young Nottinge.

I do not like to prejudge, murmured Clorinda, but I must observe that these are sets where Mr Mortimer Chellow has lately been seen, now he is so constantly in Blatchett’s company. And while there is a little coolness towards Blatchett, no-one has yet gone so far as to exclude him from their invitations.

Chellow is certainly a noxious creature, Sir Vernon agreed, and this sort of enterprize would not surprize me in him. But let us keep our minds open.

They sipped their tea and nibbled on the excellent cakes that Euphemia had baked and he fancied that there was a further matter waiting to be opened.

Hacker cleared her throat. 'Tis a difficult problem for the agency – how to undertake an investigation in such circles –

Sir Vernon smiled. Why, I was about to come to that. I am not altogether confident that this is merely some matter of raising the ready and that there is not some darker purpose behind which is why my young colleague, that is not particularly well-to-do, has been approached.

Clorinda drooped her eyelashes at him. La, Sir Vernon, are the interests of the nation at stake?

'Tis possible. And thus I volunteer the services of a certain young man about Town –

Hacker grinned. That I have taught the tricks of locks &C? Has somewhat of a dissipated reputation?

I had supposed, said Clorinda, that he was bound for some Embassy.

There is no immediate haste, said Sir Vernon. Is entirely the chap for this mission.

So here he was, looking across his desk at Lord Gilbert Beaufoyle, that had clearly been carefully cultivating an air of dissipation and at present was wearing a somewhat sullen expression.

'Twas understandable! Here he had the prospect of Paris, that was indeed quite the accolade so early in his career, and first there was, let us delay until after the election so that he could go display about the balls &C in the constituencies where there was Mulcaster interest, and now there was this desire that he should go disport in the set about Trelfer and South Worpley –

I doubt, said Lord Gilbert in sulky tones, that they will be extending me invitations. For 'twas still the case that the Ladies Inez and Leah, formerly bosom friends, to whom those eligible partis the heirs to the Duchy of Humpleforth and to the Marquessate of Emberry still aspired, continued to doat on that romantic, positively Byronic figure.

Sir Vernon smirked. They will certainly be inviting your brother Sallington, and does he indicate a desire that the invitation should include you, I fancy they would hardly refuse.

Lord Gilbert groaned. Indeed they will – Trelfer purposes some gathering at Mellonby, and m’brother is not inclined to cut – says at the very least he supposes there will be a painting or so of interest – there is also – Trelfer will boast upon it – an armoury displaying a deal of weapons. That I have some notion were not so much ones that his ancestors drew in the heat of battle but that some forebear collected.

Sir Vernon smirked again and said, indeed, a fine array of duelling swords and pistols!

Lord Gilbert groaned again. Lord. But I will go be dutiful.

I would not expect anything else. But I have been giving some thought to providing you with a dark secret

He observed that young Beaufoyle was still capable of being brought to a blush.

So here I have just the thing, entire in keeping with your reputation – that evoked lifted eyebrows – a handbill, and some correspondence with a certain quack, that promises very discreet and expeditious treatment, without mercury, for a certain ailment. One may suppose that 'tis entirely the sort of thing you would not want bruited about.

Most certainly not!

And of course a packet of the pills.

Lord Gilbert sighed, and nodded.


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Title: Sun and Sleet
Author: soricel/freevistas
Fandom: Sense8
Pairing/Characters: Riley Blue/Capheus Onyango
Rating/Category: G
Prompt: Sunshine and rain clouds
Summary: Riley pays Capheus a surprise visit.

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For Whom the Belle Tolls

by Jaysea Lynn
January 28, 2025 · S&S/Saga Press
Contemporary RomanceRomance

This guest review is from Friday! Friday is a long-time fan of romance stories and adventure films, lurking on this website for many years. Currently living in North Queensland with an alarmingly large library, and no plans to stop buying and reading interesting books. She has travelled extensively with varying degrees of satisfaction and would like to do more. Friday is a woman who wishes that ballgowns and armour were in fashion for daywear, but laments the lack of wardrobe space for both. She demands a happy and enjoyable ending in all her stories, and if something explodes, all the better. 

I’m giving it an A, I adored it, it contains bucketloads of my catnip, and I will be recommending it to every single person I can, keeping in mind that it may not be for everyone. I loved it so much I bought the ebook, the paperback, and the hard cover, and I hear the audiobook is excellent. (Also, the sequel is in the works 😊.)

TW/CW

TW: discussions of child molestation and abuse, religious trauma and related abuse, explicit and enthusiastically consenting sex, graphic depictions of battle, gore and violence, and puns. Dear god, so many puns.

This book only exists because of a fanfic (yes, I know) based off of a TikTok series (I KNOW), all written or performed by the same person who goes by Sea.ya.later. As the title and blurb suggest, this is not a book that is going to be dark and gritty, but you should absolutely, 100% be prepared for some tough scenes ahead. I’m going to try so hard to be objective about this, because I was introduced to the characters via the clock app, and have been following along with the ‘show’ for a couple years now. It’s safe to say I’ve formed an attachment.

The author is one of those Americans that you can tell has personally suffered the effects of Christian extremism, and has a significant amount of religious trauma because of it. It’s really not subtle: you are bludgeoned over the head with it throughout the entirety of the book.

But for me, it never felt like hate; it never even feels anti-Christian. Don’t get me wrong, it absolutely tears strips off the people who have weaponised their faith as a tool to excuse their bigotry, racism or lack of character, but there’s no hate for the faithful. (Our main character does spend a lot of time in Hell, so you can guess what kinds of people get sent to that place)

We’re introduced to main character Lily on the worst day of her life. Diagnosed with late stage cancer, she forgoes treatment because of the enormous financial burden it would place on her family, choosing instead to leave them with memories instead of crushing debt. The disease takes her in the second chapter, Lily feeling her own death approaching and slips away in her sleep. She describes the entry to the Afterlife as efficiently bureaucratic which…actually makes sense in the way that humans have put spirituality in a hierarchy almost universally.

On her way to Judgement (which determines where she will end up, in one of the paradises, or in a punishment realm) she and her guide Seidah, bump into Moura, one of Hell’s demons and they commiserate on enduring what is essentially a customer service job, thus making her first Demon friend. That leads to game nights, which leads to more demon friends and the first connection to what will eventually become our romantic hero Beleth (Bel to his friends).

Even though she passes Judgement into her own personal Paradise, Lily still feels a little adrift. Being able to relax is nice and all…but she’s so used to being busy she has no idea what to do with all this free time. A lifetime of being told she’s going to Hell for her behaviour, Lily takes herself there by choice and on her own damn terms. What she sees there is shockingly familiar.

Hell is basically hospitality. Service workers of the world will see the great irony of that.
Lily shocks them all by offering to help, and thus the Hellp Desk is created. (see? Puns) Only with this customer service job, she’s allowed to retaliate when a soul misbehaves. Which for Lily, is so satisfying. Have you ever worked a retail gig and been restricted by company policy, society and the law from doing what you really, really want to? Well, at the Hellp Desk, you can visit violence upon those who displease you as much as you desire. What a fucking dream, amiright?

We spend the rest of the book in the Afterlife, exploring the various realms, meeting and making friends with beings and deities of various cultures, and generally enjoying existence after a lifetime of retail work and personal struggle. There’s Trivia nights! Valkyrie workout sessions! Hacky sacks and dance offs at the gates of hell!

For a book that started as a series of skits for a lark, it’s not terribly surprising that main character Lily is a bit self-insert-y. As a result, some of Lilly’s internal examination feels a touch raw and personal. Like I’ve accidentally read a diary entry, or walked in on someone else’s therapy session. There are some truly horrifying depictions of what can happen because of religious fanaticism, and the consequences of it. In the earlier chapters, a teenaged Lily confides in her youth group leader for help, an adult she trusts, and is told it’s her own fault, it wouldn’t have happened if her faith was strong. This sets Lily up for what will become a core part of her personality for the entire book, something she has to unpack and deal with over the duration of the narrative.

For anyone who has felt, or is feeling invisible or forgotten about, anyone that society says is somehow simultaneously too much and not enough, you will feel both called out and recognised not only in Lily’s thoughts, but in her reactions, and her learned behaviours. Lily is someone who desperately longs for deep connection, who loves fiercely, but brushes off uncomfortable things like sincere compliments with self-deprecating humour. If anyone else bottled up their feelings the way she has, Lily would see how unhealthy it is – so why does she do that to herself?

In the safety of her Paradise, she realises that being a disappointment on purpose is safe: if people’s opinions of her are so low, why should she care about their opinion? Why should it matter?

However, being her genuine self, and disappointing someone whose opinion and respect she values? Devastating. She’s so accustomed to being unimportant in so many people’s lives that when her trust is reciprocated, it’s terrifying. She reacts like a cat confronting rain. Because now there are stakes, now there’s the chance that she will fail them – and that wound would cut deep.

There were times I had to stop reading for a minute, and just stare at the far wall, because having an ebook psychologically bitch slap me at 1AM was not something I was prepared for.

Mind you this is also the woman who unthinkingly tells sex jokes to deities she meets for the first time, sooooo I guess it balances out?

For Whom The Belle Tolls is refreshingly unique compared to current trends in romantasy. I found the world-building in this book so enjoyable because it’s an interesting take on the afterlife and all it entails, managing to incorporate a universally human experience like death with the numerous and varied ways in which humans describe the hereafter across cultures. These cultures are only touched on, as most of the book is from the Christian perspective, unsurprising, considering that was the culture in which the author was raised.

But I liked that the Afterlife is considered one whole, with many department branches, as opposed to different realms unrelated to one another, as has been depicted in other media.

Along with that, both our main leads are not hormone driven teenagers, but fully mature adults, with adult responsibilities and perspectives. That being said, they are hormone-driven adults, but they have a layer of emotional maturity that a character in their late teens or early 20s might not be realistically capable of.

There are two plots that exist equally side by side, with the subplot of the Big Terrible Thing (no spoilers!) lurking in the background. These are, respectively, the romantic relationship that Lily develops with Bel, and the familial relationship that Lily accidentally stumbles into with Sharkie, both of which are important.

Because Lily died as young as she did, one of her life dreams or goals was to be a mother, and due to circumstances, this never eventuated. The arrival of Sharkie, a little girl who dies in tragic circumstances, gives them both an opportunity to create something in death that they dreamed of in life: a family. Sharkie (a nickname she chose) is a secondary child character, thankfully not just some plot moppet to add colour to the story. She is a fully fleshed out, three-dimensional person within the scope of the story, with her own struggles and growth within the narrative. This is one aspect of the book that may be difficult for some to read, as the story gently explores what it’s like to care for a child who has been abused emotionally, physically and sexually. It doesn’t get too graphic, the details are glanced over, but it’s enough that some may be triggered by such content.
Lily’s interactions with Sharkie, from their very first meeting, force her to confront, and examine some of her own learned behaviour and reactions. As I said, lots of introspection. Never fear however, that this book ever feels like a preachy, feel-good, self-help memoir – there’s far too much smut in it for that. Speaking of…

Our hero is Beleth a seven-foot tall, winged, purple demon prince that has the personality of an anime himbo (Goku springs to mind). Do you remember Goliath from that old Gargoyles tv show in the 90s? Picture him, and you’re close. This is a man who matches Lily in personal strength, emotional intelligence, and love of terrible puns. Bel might be a himbo demon Prince and General in charge of 75 legions, but don’t make the mistake of thinking he’s a beefed up, shallow goofball. This hero takes pride in his military achievements for the safety of the realms, takes care of his family, supports and uplifts his friends, and has a lovely life philosophy of ‘find the beauty’.

Our main characters both have their baggage, as people who have lived for a while usually do, which puts some minor bumps in the burgeoning relationship. It’s mild angst (thank fuck), but there are hurdles that need to be addressed not just for the relationship itself, but for each of them to heal from past pain. Bel struggles with being left behind, and Lily has issues with being nothing more than a sexual partner, or surface-level friend.

But the pining. The LONGING. The yearningggggggg! They don’t even kiss until 260 pages in! This book is a chonky boi at 624 pages. You’d think it would make the romance drag on, but noooo! This is a slow burn, the sexual tension ratcheting up just a teeny bit more with every single encounter. It gives them time to become friends first, and they genuinely like one another. This is a relationship built on mutual respect, friendship, trust, and puns. Boy do they love their puns. I sincerely believe it’s their love language.

And the payoff after all that pining? Fucking magnificent.

Something I really liked and enjoyed was that Lily and Bel not only recognised that they both needed to be safe and comfortable in the relationship before proceeding to the next step, but to take those baby steps slowly and with lots of communication. They treasure their friendship, and treat the change in their dynamic with the greatest respect. They’ve got eternity, the last thing they want to do is mess up something so precious. Even if every hormone is screaming at them to do the mattress mambo – for them to actually pursue this as a relationship, the last thing they should do is give in to their horniness. And they stick to it. Chef’s kiss, top tier relationshipping. We should all be so damned noble.

But they are so horny for one another. There’s several chapters that really should be classed as foreplay, because my god the build-up of anticipation is so good.

I know I’ve banged on (heh) about the amount of sexiness in this book, but to be honest, it’s a very small part of the story. It’s the emotional connections that Lily makes with the people around her that really makes this book shine. This is slow burn love, found family love, platonic love, self-love, and it’s wonderful.

Given that this is a book that is set in, and depicts the Afterlife, one of the biggest themes (surprise!) is grief. Grief in all its forms. The grief of a life lost, a life with unrealised dreams and hopes, of missed opportunities. The grief of leaving loved ones behind is as acute and

sharp as the grief felt by those who have been left behind.

I don’t want to spoil anything, but she made me cry about socks, you guys. SOCKS!

If you are a person of deep faith, this may not be the book for you. It does, at times, criticize the church, or at least, the people who run it, here on earth, but never the faith itself. I thought it was pretty fair to those who are of faith – but I am not part of that community so it is just a guess.

I’m not personally a particularly religious person, as I never found one that resonated with me, and have always been a little envious of those who have found peace in religion…but this has me hoping that a version of the Afterlife as Jaysea has described is real, and what we can expect when the time comes. With two recent deaths in my family, death, mortality, my own advancing age, and what it means to be human has been on my mind a lot of late. The comfort I found reading this book makes me wonder if this is what it feels like for those who are religious, and have faith. If it is, I’m glad I finally understand that feeling.

This is a book that regularly hits comedic absurdities, whilst balancing the emotional punches that come from discussing the hard and difficult topics. There are puns and horniness, but underneath it all is a warm hug from an author who has worked hard on herself, and come out with a healthier attitude to life in general.

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Jan. 15th, 2026 12:48 am
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Ready for Arisia

Jan. 15th, 2026 12:21 am
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Got up this morning at 10:00 and had breakfast and coffee. Then I showered and washed my hair.

Then I did the final packing for Arisia. First I tried to print out my "things to do" list but my computer wasn't communicating with the printer, so I didn't take the time to try and fix it, I just closed the computer and packed it. Then I packed my meds and everything that needed packing, and put down plenty of food and two big bowls of water for Oreo, and fed the turtle a large helping, and then I headed out to [personal profile] mashfanficchick's.

I took the 20 bus to the 48 and then went to zer place and dropped off my luggage. Then we went to pick up something first, then I went to Dunkin' Donuts and got a drink while ze got zer nails done.

Then we went for sushi for lunch. We went back after that to the apartment and started getting ready to leave tomorrow.

Finally I set up my computer and Teamed the FWiB til 8:00 when I went to my gaming group.

The Discord was going so badly I switched to using my phone. Then I restarted the computer, and, with nothing else running, tried Discord again, and then it worked erfectly for the rest of the game. So I guess that's what I have to do from now. We'll see next week,

[personal profile] mashfanficchick did laundry, and packed zer bags, and then we had dinner.

And now we are just hanging out, and tomorrow we get up and head to Boston! Yay!

Gratitude List:

1. The FWiB.

2. [personal profile] mashfanficchick

3. Sushi lunch.

4. My gaming group.

5. Arisia tomorrow.

6. The cold has pretty much gone away.

Daily Happiness

Jan. 14th, 2026 09:49 pm
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1. We have been wanting to do a weekday trip to Universal Studios, but like Knott's, they have really limited hours during the off season and right now they close at 6pm on weekdays, which means dinner is not really doable due to traffic, so I'd suggested going for lunch today since I didn't have anything time sensitive at work until three, but the forecast was sunny and 80 degrees, so we decided to pass lol.

Instead we decided to get lunch from a place in Gardena we'd heard about recently from youtube (which Carla actually tried out herself last month and liked) and then she'd do some shopping while I went in to work. So we did that and had a delicious lunch of teriyaki chicken and beef with a Chinese chicken salad on the side, but when she semi-jokingly brought up going to Disneyland for dinner since we were already halfway there, I checked and there was availability, so we ended up doing that as well after work and had a very nice dinner down there, too. (And since the sun was down by the time we got there, the temps had gone way down.)

2. I'm getting my tattoo tomorrow! The appointment is for 2pm, so I'm going in to work in the morning and then heading over there straight from work.

3. Yet another cat getting cozy in Carla's new suitcase lol.

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Whether it’s the financial crash, the climate emergency or the breakdown of the international order, historian Adam Tooze has become the go-to guide to the radical new world we’ve entered

In late January 2025, 10 days after Donald Trump was sworn in for a second time as president of the United States, an economic conference in Brussels brought together several officials from the recently deposed Biden administration for a discussion about the global economy. In Washington, Trump and his wrecking crew were already busy razing every last brick of Joe Biden’s legacy, but in Brussels, the Democratic exiles put on a brave face. They summoned the comforting ghosts of white papers past, intoning old spells like “worker-centered trade policy” and “middle-out bottom-up economics”. They touted their late-term achievements. They even quoted poetry: “We did not go gently into that good night,” Katherine Tai, who served as Biden’s US trade representative, said from the stage. Tai proudly told the audience that before leaving office she and her team had worked hard to complete “a set of supply-chain-resiliency papers, a set of model negotiating texts, and a shipbuilding investigation”.

It was not until 70 minutes into the conversation that a discordant note was sounded, when Adam Tooze joined the panel remotely. Born in London, raised in West Germany, and living now in New York, where he teaches at Columbia, Tooze was for many years a successful but largely unknown academic. A decade ago he was recognised, when he was recognised at all, as an economic historian of Europe. Since 2018, however, when he published Crashed, his “contemporary history” of the 2008 financial crisis and its aftermath, Tooze has become, in the words of Jonathan Derbyshire, his editor at the Financial Times, “a sort of platonic ideal of the universal intellectual”.

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