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profiterole_reads ([personal profile] profiterole_reads) wrote2026-02-07 06:24 pm

Blue Lock the Movie: Episode Nagi

Blue Lock the Movie: Episode Nagi was a lot of fun!

Of course I was excited that they dedicated a whole movie to my OTP, Reo/Nagi! <3 There were also some nice Isagi/Bachira scenes.

It's available on Crunchyroll (new to me, but it's been available to the high-tier subscribers for a long time).
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lightbird (she/her/hers) ([personal profile] lightbird) wrote in [community profile] halfamoon2026-02-07 12:12 pm
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Day 7: Fic Self-Rec - Quantum Leap - Donna Elesee, Verbena (Bena) Beeks

Title/Link: Cold Feet
Fandom: Quantum leap
Character(s): Donna Elesee, Verbena (Bena) Beeks (and appearances by Sam Beckett and Al Calavicci)
Rating: Teen and Up
Prompt: The Lover
Summary: Donna gets cold feet.
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badly_knitted ([personal profile] badly_knitted) wrote in [community profile] drabble_zone2026-02-07 05:11 pm

Challenge # 488: Childhood Hero


This week's challenge is:


Childhood Hero


Reminder of Rules

Entries should be 100, 200, or 300 words exactly, excluding titles and headers.
Please place the body of your entry behind a cut.
Tag with the appropriate Challenge, Fandom, Type, and Ratings tags. If a tag for your fandom doesn't exist, leave a request on the Tag Request post and I'll create the tags you need. You can request as many fandom tags as you want.
You don't need to use the challenge word or phrase in your drabble, though you can if you like.
Each challenge ends when the new challenge is posted, but if you're a few days late that's still fine.

NEW RULE: DOUBLE AND TRIPLE DRABBLES ARE ALSO ACCEPTED ;)

Have fun!




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lovelytomeetyou ([personal profile] lovelytomeetyou) wrote in [community profile] halfamoon2026-02-07 01:59 pm

DAY 6 - FIC - DANGANRONPA - SHIROGANE TSUMUGI

Day 6 - Her Own Personal Code  

Title: Out of all candidates, why you? 
Fandom: Danganronpa v3
Characters: Shirogane Tsumugi centered + featuring the rest of the cast
Rating: T
Summary:  There are some really awful dehumanizing shows out there. Thank God Danganronpa™ isn’t one of them. It’s the best of the best and therefore they need the best cast as well. Or Tsumugi's long audition day.

This was an already written piece that really fit with the theme. This story is set in an AU that assumes certain end game revelations are true, so very spoiler-ish. 

Story in ao3

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calimac ([personal profile] calimac) wrote2026-02-07 08:40 am

Lee Speth

One of my oldest friends died a couple days ago. He was in his early 80s. You can read the factual details about him on the File 770 website, in entry 4 in the miscellaneous post for February 6. I am away from home and posting on my pokey little tablet, so I can’t provide links or even write much, so I shall just say that Lee and I became friends about 50 years ago when we were both single and were regularly cast together as roommates at Mythcons.

Our friendship was not much about serious mythopoeic literature, but centered on politics in which we were both interested, him professionally as an elections supervisor. Lee also enticed me, and later B., to attend the Oz conventions which were a regular part of his schedule. For many years they were held annually at Asilomar near here. Lee and Dolores, whom he had delightfully married, would fly from LA to San Jose or Monterey and I would pick them up. We’d have dinner at Fisherman’s Wharf in Monterey and then proceed to the conference center. I also visited them regularly whenever I ventured south. Neither of them drove, not as much of a rarity in Angelinos as you might think, but having a driver at his disposal didn’t alter Lee’s invariable preference for eating at the same burger/pasta/salad place a block from their apartment, where he was an esteemed regular.

As he was also in the Mythopoeic Society, where he handled back issue orders for many years and spent Mythcons mostly sitting behind the Society sales table. I shall miss his acute intelligence and occasional wicked sense of humor.
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nyctanthes ([personal profile] nyctanthes) wrote2026-02-07 11:36 am

Stuff I Love: Ten Standalones

A weekly February challenge via [personal profile] dreamersdare, who was inspired by [personal profile] corvidology! Here’s an explanation of the overall challenge.


Week 1: Make a Top Ten list for your favourite standalone media and tell people exactly why you love it. This can be in any format - movies, one shot dramas, novels, short stories, plays, something else not mentioned here. Whatever you like!

I picked: Ten Favorite Neo-Noir Films.

Neo-noir is a rather amorphous term, but I'm not sweating it. My research consisted of googling that my picks are generally considered neo-noir. I removed one (Akira Kurosawa’s Stray Dogs, with a baby-faced Toshiro Mifune) as it was made in 1949, putting it firmly in the noir camp.

Also! There are so many fantastic neo-noir films on my to-watch list, including Ash is Purest White, Deep Crimson, Pigs and Battleships, Dog Day Afternoon and Mulholland Drive. (Hangs head in shame. I also can’t believe I haven’t watched those last two. In my defense, I only returned to movie fandom a few years ago, after decades away. I've got a lot of catching up to do.)

Anyway, as [personal profile] dreamersdare notes in their original post, these are not meant to be rec lists. This and the following lists, fingers crossed, are celebrations of things I love.

In Chronological Order, Earliest to Latest, the Winners Are... )


Now it's your turn. Tell me about your favorite neo-noir!
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itsnotmymind ([personal profile] itsnotmymind) wrote2026-02-07 09:31 am
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If they get control of voting we're fucked.
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elennalore ([personal profile] elennalore) wrote2026-02-07 04:20 pm

30-Day Character Study: Mairon | Day 17

Day 17 of SWG 30-Day Character Study. My character is Mairon | Sauron | Annatar.

Today's prompt: Affiliations, Part Two. Think about a group your character belongs to--perhaps a cultural group, a profession, a family or clan, or any other group of affiliated characters. Spend at least a half-hour exploring that affiliation in any way you choose.

I chose a group Mairon was closely affiliated with in Eregion: Gwaith-i-Mírdain, the People of the Jewel-smiths.

After reading their Tolkien Gateway wiki page, I continued from there to the main sources where this group is discussed in Tolkien's Legendarium: LotR Appendix B, and the Silmarillion: Of the Rings of Power and the Third Age. I also read a part of Letter 131 from JRR Tolkien's Letters. Another good source was Oshun's character biography of Celebrimbor.

Gwaith-i-Mírdain was a guild of craftsmen founded by some of those Noldor (including Celebrimbor) who settled in Eregion in the year 750 of the Second Age. They went there because they had learned that mithril had been discovered in Moria (LotR Appendix B). I find it interesting that the existence of mithril was a major motivator for them because it is known that Sauron, too, desired mithril. It's said that "Of what they [the Dwarves of Moria] brought to light the Orcs have gathered nearly all, and given it in tribute to Sauron, who covets it [wants it very much]" (LotR: A Journey in the Dark).

Eregion, and Gwaith-i-Mírdain, was famous of the exceptional friendship between Dwarves and Elves, "such as has never elsewhere been, to the enrichment of both those peoples" (The Silm: Of the Rings of Power and the Third Age). When Sauron – as Annatar – came to Ost-in-Edhil in 1200 S.A, the jewel-smiths of Eregion had already experienced a fruitful collaboration of two different peoples and seen the merit of co-working and learning from each other. It was easy for Annatar to find a place for himself in such a community.

And Annatar surely fulfilled the wishes of the Noldor who "desired ever to increase the skill and subtlety of their works" (Silm). Annatar also seems quite willing to share his knowledge with the Mírdain; "they learned of him many things, for his knowledge was great" (Silm). Indeed, the Noldor mastered their art during that time. But were the Noldor the only ones who benefited, or did Sauron also gain something from this collaboration?

I don't see Sauron as fully evil at this point. Unlike in Númenor, I don't think that he came to Ost-in-Edhil just to bring it down. In the Silmarillion (Of the Rings of Power and the Third Age), Sauron claims to love Middle-earth as much as the Noldor of Eregion who had decided to stay. He has a vision of Middle-earth as fair as Eressëa or even Valinor, but no means to accomplish that alone. With the help of the Gwaith-i-Mírdain, they could work together to fulfill Sauron's – or perhaps their common – dream. Sauron uses inspiring words as he speaks about his vision, even challenging the Gwaith-i-Mírdain: "Is it not then our task to labour together for its [Middle-earth's] enrichment" (Silm). I wonder when it became their common vision, or did they share it already in the beginning? In any case, Sauron could not have found a more similar-minded group in Middle-earth.
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Asp ([personal profile] senmut) wrote2026-02-07 09:29 am

GenPrompt Bingo: A Moment of Clarity/Understanding

AO3 Link | Hunting Gone Wrong (1144 words) by Merfilly
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Star Wars: The Clone Wars [2008] - All Media Types, Star Wars Original Trilogy
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Suicide/Suicidal Ideation
Characters: CC-1119 | Appo, Original Female Character(s)
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Suicidal Thoughts, Child Murder
Summary:

Appo is on a death world, hunting, but maybe he was the prey... and the wrong one at that.



Hunting Gone Wrong

They were being hunted, picked off one by one on this death world. Appo wasn't certain what he'd done to anger his Lord, but being sent to hunt a Force User had seemed easy enough on the data pad.

The reality was proving brutally different, and he was down to just two members of the original six that had followed him here to capture the rogue Force User for Lord Vader. Nor could he just comm for back up; the Exactor was pursuing the rag tag Rebels that had been in the system when they dropped.

Appo pulled up a map of the world, narrowing in on the fissure-laden landscape of this island. The Force User had taken out the other drop ship while they were in atmo before ditching from the ship and letting it crash. A small part of him decided it was rather fitting that they were all marooned, and Appo's chances of a pick up were a lot better than the Force User's.





TK-1138 let the world kill him, spooking at a noise and falling into one of the hissing fissures. Appo looked at the last surviving man of his squadron and ground his teeth inside his helmet. They might only be fleshborn, but he'd spent time fine-tuning the training that CC-2224 sent them out with.

They had to be the best to be 501st, after all. That had never stopped being true, from the before-times to now.

"Stay here, get the communication unit pieced together. Fleet should be back any time now."

"Yes sir."

Was the trooper relieved? Hoping Appo was the next victim? It didn't matter. Appo had to catch this karking —

The pain in his head came back, as that slip into his first language usually sparked it.

It was bad enough he held tight to his name.





He'd forgotten what it was like to hunt by himself. Even in his plastoid, it was easier to move and hide and track than when he was half-focused on keeping a squad alive.

He thought he was closing in on the Force User. He was fairly certain they were even injured. All he had to do was clear this climb, and he'd be close enough to be sure. Just a little more to climb —

— and a noise drew his eyes up, to see a face with white marks on bronze skin, blue and white marks on the horns and headtails alike, but eyes like his own staring holes into his soul.





The Jedi were traitors, manipulating the whole war, killing his brothers to cling to their power. The Chancellor said so, and he was their Supreme Commander. The General believed it. Appo followed orders, led the men up the stairs, and they started quartering the Temple, clearing out the traitors of all shapes and sizes.

It didn't matter that this one looked like the Commander. She'd been a traitor too. He brought his blaster up for a clean shot, waiting until she deflected two others to take his own.

He ignored the voice screaming in the back of his head that she had been just a kid.





Appo blinked at the bright light all around him, his concealing helmet (bucket, a piece of him remembered) gone, and him trussed him up as firmly as he'd meant to do to her once he caught the Force User.

She was tossing an EMP grenade in a hand, pacing in front of him.

Just as suddenly as she'd overcome him on the climb, she was there, kneeling in front of him.

"It would be more merciful to kill you," she said. "To you and to my father."

Clone dark eyes staring out of a face like hers.

"I don't feel like being merciful today." She clicked the detonator, and Appo's world disappeared for the second time in less than an hour, this time consumed by searing pain in his skull, the kind that came when he remembered the before times.





Vader's Fist.

Torrent Company.

Memories, like those of two different men, warred within him.

Torrent won.

He found himself retching up the nutripaste he'd been rationing himself since landfall. She at least tilted him with the Force so he didn't get it on himself.

Appo looked at her again, recognizing the hard jawline and set of the eyes as The Captain's trademark resolve. The lines of her marks might scream of the Commander, but he didn't think this one was going to try and make it all better like Commander Vod'ika had tried time and again, after the bad campaigns.

"So, when I take your binders off, I'm not going to stop you if you choose the easy way out," she said in a hard voice. "Didn't even know that kriffing monster still had any of you. Was supposed to be him I was facing down here."

"You… tried… to bait VADER?!" he asked, but of course a child of those two would be that brazen.

She didn't answer, just staring at him with unblinking anger at him for not being the right prey.

The easy way — he knew just what she meant, and as her features blurred with the earlier, rounder face of that child in the Temple, he thought he just might.

"You said your father," he managed to get out instead. "The Captain lives?"

"Somewhere out there. It's not like he and I could work together once I was old enough to go out on my own."

The binders fell away from him, and his gear was right there. A tiny piece of him suggested he go for his blaster, not to take the easy road, but to try and take her down, like he'd been told to.

Just like he'd been told to murder children. And atrocities that made that pale in comparison, ever since the day he followed his General into haran.

"What's the hard way?" he asked, and that got a blink, then a flex of the too-small lekku.

"I take you to a rehab specialist, away from the fighting, and you figure out if you can make peace with the man that chip made of you."

"Will he come there? Or her — kriff." The face and lekku had gone hard all over again on the pronoun. "She's gone?"

"It's why I joined up. He lived, when she didn't come back to us. And I'm not going to stop until he goes down."

"Small part of getting off this rock?"

"Got that covered." She turned to start walking down the easy side of the rise.

A few minutes later, he was following, with just the weapons and rations, hard as it was to leave the armor's protection behind.

She didn't say a word, and he kept following. Maybe, in her, in what she offered as the hard way, he'd find a way to his honor again.

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Shetan ([personal profile] creepy_shetan) wrote in [community profile] comment_fic2026-02-07 08:50 am

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sad voice freaky clown ([personal profile] feurioo) wrote in [community profile] tv_talk2026-02-07 03:49 pm

Speak Up Saturday

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Welcome to the weekly roundup post! What are you watching this week? What are you excited about?
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conuly ([personal profile] conuly) wrote2026-02-06 01:44 am
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conuly ([personal profile] conuly) wrote2026-02-07 08:48 am

The Dreamer by Dulcie Deamer

The wave yearns at the cliff foot: its pale arms
        Reach upward and relapse, like down-dropped hands;
The baffled tides slip backward evermore,
        And a long sighing murmurs round the sands . . .

My heart is as the wave that lifts and falls:
       Tall is the cliff—oh! tall as that dim star
That crowns its summit hidden in a cloud—
       Tall as the dark and holy heavens are.

The sad strange wreckage of full many ships
        Burdens the bitter waters’ ebb and flow:
Gold diadems, like slowly falling flames,
        Lighten the restless emerald gulfs below;

And withered blossoms float, and silken webs,
        And pallid faces framed in wide-spread hair,
And bubble-globes that seethe with peacock hues,
        And jewelled hands, half-open, cold and fair.

Sea creatures move beneath: their swift sleek touch
       Begets sweet madness and unworthy fire—
Scaled women—triton-things, whose dark seal eyes
        Are hot and bloodshot with a man’s desire.

Their strange arms clasp: the sea-pulse in their veins
       Beats like the surf of the immortal sea—
Strong, glad and soulless: elemental joys
       Bathe with green flame the sinking soul of me.

Downward and down—to passionate purple looms,
        Athrill with thought-free, blurred, insatiate life,
Where the slow-throbbing sea-flow sways like weed
        Dim figures blended in an amorous strife—

I am enclasped, I sink; but the wave lifts,
        With all its freight of treasure and of death,
In sullen foamless yearning towards the height
        Where the star burns above the vapour-wreath;

And a deep sob goes up, and all the caves
        Are filled with mourning and a sorrow-sound.
The green fire fades: I rise: I see the star—
        Gone are the triton arms that clipped me round.

Hope beats like some lost bird against the cliff—
        The granite cliff above the burdened wave,
Whose fleeting riches are more desolate
        Than gems dust-mingled in a nameless grave . . .

When all the wordless thirsts of Time are slaked,
        And all Earth’s yearning hungers sweetly fed,
And the Sea’s grief is stilled, and the Wind’s cry,
        And Day and Night clasp on one glowing bed—

Oh! in that hour shall clay and flame be blent—
        Love find its perfect lover, breast on breast—
When dream and dreamer at the last are one,
        And joy is folded in the arms of jest.


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sisterdivinium ([personal profile] sisterdivinium) wrote in [community profile] halfamoon2026-02-07 10:53 am
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Day 7: fanart, Bad Sisters - Angelica Collins

Title: The lover
Fandom: Bad Sisters
Characters: Angelica Collins (hinting at Angelica/Grace)
Rating: G
Notes: Done with felt tip pens, Chinese ink and graphite.
Summary: At the end of the day, whatever Angelica's actions, the truth behind them is only one. It bears Grace's name.

Over here, at my journal!
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zero_pixel_count ([personal profile] zero_pixel_count) wrote2026-02-07 01:49 pm

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BIG NEWS in the life of the exceptionally slow writer: I have finally gotten these two eejits not only off the damn (not actually a) cliff but also off the gletscher at the bottom and down to their actual destination. Do they have a clue between them yet? Well, yes, but they're putting them together into two different completely wrong puzzles.

The fire, being Guae's fire, has burned neither too high nor too low in their absence; it's implausibly cosy for a one-room hut with a bare earth floor and no furniture to speak of. Guae waves off his attempts to be useful; bundles him up in both the drying-blankets, stirs the pot, turns the arm so it's a bit further off the fire, and then comes back to start - well. Fussing. It's definitely fussing; he stops three times while unbraiding Hanno's hair to make sure that his fingers and toes are warming up properly; brings him a bowl of dried currants and sugared orange-peel, and a cup of - oh, it's grape-wine, from those sour little grapes they used to grow on the back-slopes behind Nivun, dry and sharp and strong enough that it's a good thing he's watered it well, and they lost the vines to the hell-white and nowhere outside the plateau ever made anything quite like it.

Guae kindly doesn't draw attention to Hanno dabbing his eyes with the corner of one of the blankets, just turns him a little and starts very gently combing out and drying his hair. It's -

It's. He doesn't know.

It's not that it's not nice, to be - cared for, like this - he doesn't object to Guae's attention, or even to Vero so thoughtfully enabling it, it's just -

(- not for him.)

- disconcerting.



I don't know if said this before? But I realised a while ago that a lot of Hanno's dodgy self-esteem / conviction that he's not good enough & needs to try harder goes back to the fact that for most of his adolescence, he's effectively quite a bit younger than anyone thinks.

developmental waffle )

Anyway what's 'funny' is:
- so Hanno's like 11 years younger than Guaeth, which seems like a lot but by the start of the time-loop they're 75 and 64 and that's basically mid-20s.
- and Hanno did a whole extra time-loop before coming back, coming home so experience-wise he's older right?
- except now here I am needing to know a bit more detail about loop 1 and when I started mapping it out... it only amounts to about 24 years, while Guaeth lived another 55 years after Hanno's death in the original timeline...
Yep, I also thought Hanno was older than he is... :D (Not that it makes any difference at this point, but still, it amused me.)
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wickedgame ([personal profile] wickedgame) wrote in [community profile] iconic2026-02-07 03:48 pm

multifandom icons.

Fandoms: Bad Behaviour, Heated Rivalry, Legend of the Seeker, Maxton Hall, Nancy Drew, One Trillion Dollars, Saved by the Bell, Shadow & Bone, Stranger Things, The Expanse, The Wheel of Time, Twinkling Watermelon, Warrior Nun, We Were Liars, What It Feels Like for a Girl, Y Golau

  
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