Category Archives: satismagic
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March 15, 2016 · 12:50 pm
WTF
What the hell is going on. Yesterday it was spring, and then I wake up to this???
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SSS, AoS again
Before I toddle off to bed, here’s another “Six Sentence Sunday” post for “Accident on Set” at long last.
Enjoy the smut!
“Accident on Set” (currently >39,000 words) by satismagic
Chapters: yes, there will be chapters
Fandom: Star Trek RPF
Rating: Explicit (this snippet: EXPLICIT)
Warnings: No Archive (AO3) Warnings Apply
Relationships: Chris Pine/Zachary Quinto, Zachary Quinto/Miles McMillan
Characters: Chris Pine, Zachary Quinto, Miles McMillan, minor canon characters, original characters
Additional Tags: hurt/comfort, accident, PTSD, illness, first time, bisexuality, break-up, coming out
Summary: Chris has an accident filming “Finest Hours”. Zach rushes to his side. Everything changes.
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SWYA #11
I’ve spent a lot of time evading the next part of my “Start Where You Are” series (which I still haven’t transferred to my new blog *sigh*).
Thank you for your answers to the question that constitutes this new task of SWYA. I really appreciated every single comment and found them very helpful!
So:
What gives me light?
I want to understand this question in a spiritual way. I want to answer with something that gives me hope and strength and courage.
Unfortunately, I can’t.
So what gives me light?
The string of Moroccan lights over my beanbag. The Turkish pumpkin lamp on my bookshelf. The seaweed candle holder on the other bookshelf. The little indoor fireplace made of glass and stones in the living room.
Where am I looking for light?
On walks. When I’m cuddling my cats. On Talkspace (the online therapy I’m doing). With this series of posts. Reading Brené Brown’s “Rising Strong” (highly recommended). When I’m baking scones. With the Unitarian Universalists of “Quest for Meaning” and their offers for worship and meditation. Reading. A lot. Even comments. (Sometimes I get lucky.) In my dreams. In bubble baths. In music. In writing.
I’m trying.
I really am.
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Cats.
Cats be like: “But we want people food. We want people fish. We want people meat. We don’t want any stinking luxury cat food. Not even if it’s chicken and trout with potatoes and parsley and an extra teaspoon of soaked psyllium husks.”
Also, yes, I’m the person who will carry her cats to their food, who will put them down in front of it, pet them, and explain to them exactly what it is and how awesome it is.
Crazy Cat Lady? THIS IS HOW IT’S DONE.
March 8, 2016 · 8:08 pm
About writing.
When writing happens at a geologic instead of a gastropodal pace…
March 7, 2016 · 10:02 pm
Who’s Afraid of Gender-Neutral Bathrooms? – The New Yorker
Amid a debate over transgender rights, Jeannie Suk explores why restrooms are the last public vestige of gendered social separation in America.
Read more: www.newyorker.com/news/news-desk/whos-afraid-of-same-sex-bathrooms
I seriously don’t get what the big deal is.
The spa we go to has gender-neutral locker rooms. So what if you catch sight of an ugly penis or a pair of sagging boobs? You probably have one or the other or both yourself. No one cares. You’re there to change for swimming & sauna.
The thing with bathroom makes even less sense. There are stalls. You won’t see anything at all except closed stall doors. You’re there to pee and poop. And to take care of your monthly business if you’re a person with a working vagina. Normal bodily functions all around, no matter what your gender is.
People need to get their minds out of the gutters and get over themselves. Seriously. I promise you won’t catch the cooties by sharing a bathroom or a locker room.
February 28, 2016 · 2:25 pm