[Fic]
x.When the Ice Has Melted by slaymesoftly is being posted at seasonal_spuffy in nine chapters.
x.The Hero of the Piece: parts 1 & 2 by rahirah, Spike/Buffy, R.
x.Being Heros, a Slayer Council fic (post-Chosen) by brutti_ma_buoni, Btvs ensemble, PG.



[Ficlets and Drabbles]
x.Remembrance Day by ljs, Giles/Anya.


[Fic Updates)
x.Fourteen Days on the Hellmouth - Day Thirteen by snowpuppies, Giles/Xander, Faith/Buffy, PG.
x.Such A Part Of You Chapter 6 by emelye_miller, Spike/Xander, R. (dreamwidth link)
x.Puppy Love Epilogue by perverted_pages, Spike/Xander, R.
x.No One Special by hello_spikey, Angelus/William, Darla, Drusilla, NC-17.
x.Shadows of Yesterday Chapter 3 by tamibrandt, Ats/Bones, Spike/Angel(us)/Seeley Booth/Drusilla, NC-17.



[Icons/Graphics/Vids]
x.Btvs macros illustrations of the episode "Checkpoint" by goldenusagi.
x.Fang Gang mood theme by twilight_moods.
x.28 Whedonverse icons by obiwahn.
x.5 Buffy icons by danceof_flame.
x.18 Sarah Michelle Gellar and 10 Julie Benz icons by holly_italia.



[Communities]
x.A special seasonal round is now open at the Art of Vidding Awards. *outside link*
x.X♥X ~ Open Fandom & Open Pairing Kiss Meme ~ X♥X. Because everyone loves kissing, right?


[News/Discussion/More]
x.pfeifferpack reflects on Buffy, Angel, Spike and the age of consent in Point to ponder: Not to be honry but interesting to me .
x.A Slayer Comes to Town or The Two Types of Fantastic Story. Interesting essay taken from the anthology "Seven Seasons of Buffy". *outside link*

I often read from Spike haters how the reason he is unredeemable is the AU in Seeing Red. Wonder why they don't seem to care about this:

Q:What is the legal age of consent to have sexual intercourse in California?
A: 18 years old. This means sexual contact with a minor under the age of 18 is illegal in the state of California even if the minor says it is consensual.

Buffy had turned 17 in that episode (Surprise). Even if Angel were a human male (an adult BTW) that would not have been legal in California where Sunnydale was located.

Now I'm not trying to stir up soup or even discuss the right/wrong of the age on their legal books but it is worth a thought at least given the hatred towards Spike for the ATTEMPTED act when Angel was legally guilty of the actual act (even though Buffy would argue I'm sure Joyce would have jumped on it had she been able to make a charge stick).

Angel was an older man (not even counting the vampire years) so the law would have made him register as a sex offender as well.

Kathleen

At one point in my life, I hated yogurt. For some reason, though, I kept thinking it was something I *should* like and so every once in a while, I'd give it a try... and then, one day not long after I turned 19, I got a sudden craving for yogurt. I picked some up at a store and it tasted wonderful! I've loved the stuff ever since.

There have been a few other things over the years, but the latest "change in taste" (and the thing that got me thinking about this) is sweet pickles. I've never liked them. Ever. And then about a month or so ago we were at a family gathering and there were some sweet pickles sitting out on a relish tray and for the first time in my life, they smelled really good. So I tried one... and I liked it. Not only that, but I've found myself craving them from time to time.

Seriously, what causes this? Because each time it's happened to me, it's been a fairly drastic change... something I pretty much hated turning into something I not only like, but crave. I'm also wondering if this happens to other people or if it's just my brain/taste buds that are weird.

It may have started as a national worldwide way to remember the sacrifices of World War One, but stop today to remember the veterans who have already passed and those who are part of our lives and thank them. It doesn't matter if you are a Democrat or Republican, Liberal or Tory.  Remember and Honor them.

Today I remember my grandfather who served in World War II, a gentle man from Detroit who was stationed for part of the war, only 10 miles from where I currently live at Fort McCoy back in the day when it was still called Camp McCoy.

I remember my colleagues here at the clinic: three served as physicians in the Air Force and the Army, one was a physician's assistant in the Navy.

I remember those who paid the ultimate sacrifice on the battlefield, those who died of other reasons and those who still live with the experiences of their tenure--both good and horrifying.

I remember veterans who walk among us, who are part of our online family such as ginmar whose lives have changed because they were veterans.

And I pray for the safe return at the end of the month of my cousin Melissa who had to leave her 1 1/2 year old beautiful son to serve her first tour in Iraq as an Air Force ER physician.

As a friend posted recently:

A red poppy to remember. A white poppy for peace.

Dona Nobis Pacem

Once more I am several days late in making a birthday post (on time for one though!)

The wishes are sincere even though most are late.

On Nov. 6th desoto_hia873 and eilowyn celebrated and Nov. 9th was the day for 9thsymphony. Today is the birthday of beer_good_foamy.

May you always be loved and always be aware of how cherished you are. May you be respected and appreciated for all you are. May you find the inner peace that will take you through good and bad times. May you never have a day without laughter and love. May you have goals and a way to achieve them, hope and reason to believe! May you have joy always! Happy birthday!



Kathleen







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Why all the fuss about remembering something that started 95 years ago and lasted about four years? Why should other wars and warriors be remembered this day too? Why not make this a Monday holiday for a nice three day weekend (I've heard THAT more than once this week!)?

I muse below the cut ( Read more... )

Kathleen

There's lots of nice things on the internet today

Dean and Castiel as Merlin and Arthur

( Mental Cases )


( Dulce Et Decorum Est )

Tortures

Nothing has changed.
The body is susceptible to pain;
it has to eat and breathe the air, and sleep;
it has thin skin, and the blood is just beneath it;
an adequate supply of teeth and fingernails;
its bones can be broken; its joints can be stretched.
In tortures, all this is taken into account.

Nothing has changed.
The body shudders as it shuddered
before the founding of Rome and after,
in the twentieth century before and after Christ.
Tortures are just as they were, only the earth has grown smaller,
and what happens sounds as if it's happening in the next room.

Nothing has changed.
It's just that there are more people,
and beside the old offences new ones have sprung -
real, make-believe, short-lived, and non-existent.
But the howl with which the body answers to them,
was, is and ever will be a cry of innocence
according to the age-old scale and pitch.

Nothing has changed.
Except perhaps the manners, ceremonies, dances.
Yet the movement of hands to shield the head remains the same.
The body writhes, jerks and tries to pull away,
its legs fail, it falls, its knees jack-knife,
it bruises, swells, dribbles and bleeds.

Nothing has changed.
Except for the course of rivers,
the lines of forests, coasts, deserts and glaciers.
Amid those landscapes roams the soul,
disappears, returns, draws nearer, moves away,
a stranger to itself, elusive,
now sure, now uncertain of its own existence,
while the body is and is and is
and has nowhere to go.

-Wislawa Szymborska

Remembering all those who have lost their lives in war. In particular I would like to remember my school friend Ben Hyde who was killed in Iraq in 2003

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( Things that have made me smile this morning )

"It takes twenty years or more of peace to make a man and takes only twenty seconds of war to destroy him."

~ King Baudouin I of Belgium in a speech to the U.S. Congress, May 12, 1959


On this day of remembrance, let us not forget for a moment the cost of our freedom, the price of war. It is something that must always be undertaken in sobriety, as a last resort and with a full understanding of the toll it takes and the hole that is never filled.


Kathleen
going to spam post when I get home including some thoughts on today but wanted to put the quote out there early enough as this day is one for the whole world.

I love flickums because she finds and sends me things like this. SPOILERS FOR LAST WEEKS SPN

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

In Flanders fields. John McCrae, May 1915

Anthem for Doomed Youth

What passing-bells for these who die as cattle?
Only the monstous anger of the guns.
Only the stuttering rifles' rapid rattle
Can patter out their hasty orisons.
No mockeries now for them; no prayers nor bells,
Nor any voice of mourning save the choirs,--
The shrill, demented choirs of wailing shells;
And bugles calling for them from sad shires.


What candles may be held to speed them all?
Not in the hands of the boys, but in their eyes
Shall shine the holy glimmers of good-byes.
The pallor of girls' brows shall be their pall;
Their flowers the tenderness of patient minds,
And each slow dusk a drawing-down of blinds.


Remembering all victims of all wars .


And the "Sad Shire" of Bulmer .

For Frank, Harold, James, John and Percy Raymond: Soldiers of the Great War , buried somewhere in France.

So that's it kids, Puppy Love is over I hope you enjoyed the ride. If you haven't commented yet, there's still time! Please comment and let me know if you liked this thing. Thanks for everything to my beta's and hawk_soaring for the prompt chart


Title: Puppy Love 50/50 - Magic - Epilogue
Pairings: Spike/Xander
Appropriate Ratings: NC17 overall, this chapter..... R
Warnings: M/m, the usual warnings of kink and such, but it's a really tame chapter.
Disclaimers: Not my characters. I make no money off this, I'm just playing. I promise to give them a bath and thorough cleaning when I’m done! Joss Whedon is my lord and Master. All hail Joss Whedon.
Short Summary: Puppy and Master
Word Count: 569 (as per Word Count)
Beta: purpledodah and laazikaat
Concrit: always welcome in comments, e-mail or MSN, whichever.
X-posted to: -Complete list on my LJ-


A.N.1 This is in response to the prompt table given to me by hawk_soaring. Thanks bunches again!

purpledodah

Last entry for the night! I promise! (Well, barring something major happening, like a UFO hovering right outside my bedroom window.)

( Day 77 - Why I love being a Cub Scout leader. )