Been playing fire emblem gaiden for famicom
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gamingFire Emblem Gaiden is a 1992 famicom game that wasn't released in the USA, being that we got the GBA titles instead several years later, and its the second game in the popular tactical jrpg series.
It revolves around heroes rising to defend their village from invading forces and it goes from there.
I haven't been able to play the very first instalment since there doesn't seem to be a translated rom of it, at least to my knowledge. Pretty sure I can find it later. I also read that unlike the first game, this one was received with mixed results from those who played it.
I'm doing fine on it so far, it looks simplistic in comparison to the GBA titles (obviously,) but seems solid enough.
Being I never can finish these games no matter how hard I've tried, I probably won't be able to do so with this one either, but I sure will try.
It revolves around heroes rising to defend their village from invading forces and it goes from there.
I haven't been able to play the very first instalment since there doesn't seem to be a translated rom of it, at least to my knowledge. Pretty sure I can find it later. I also read that unlike the first game, this one was received with mixed results from those who played it.
I'm doing fine on it so far, it looks simplistic in comparison to the GBA titles (obviously,) but seems solid enough.
Being I never can finish these games no matter how hard I've tried, I probably won't be able to do so with this one either, but I sure will try.
Sit thee down and put them on
Sep. 1st, 2025 11:35 pmsovayI have observed Labor Day by doing basically nothing at all, but selkie introduced me to the sea-flooded Paleolithic of Cosquer Cave with its seals and great auks and the hand-marks of children and the one strange figure like a seal-headed man speared, which reminded me that some days ago I meant to link the Langton Herring burial with its amulet of a Roman coin and its copper alloy mirror whose bladed crescent pattern made me think at first sight of owls. The clouds tonight are too thick for the aurora and the last of the Perseids, but the light has done its knife-trick of paling suddenly to autumn, as if summer just blew off it like haze. I am sure the heat will be back, the way we have scrambled the seasons: I keep trying to look for the tells to hold on to, like the late green curl of the leaves; the last of the monarchs in milk-jade chrysalis, a record twenty-two this summer if all safely make it to flight. I could go for a small ice age if I could be assured of the megafauna.
selkie introduced me to the sea-flooded Paleolithic of Cosquer Cave with its seals and great auks and the hand-marks of children and the one strange figure like a seal-headed man speared, which reminded me that some days ago I meant to link the Langton Herring burial with its amulet of a Roman coin and its copper alloy mirror whose bladed crescent pattern made me think at first sight of owls. The clouds tonight are too thick for the aurora and the last of the Perseids, but the light has done its knife-trick of paling suddenly to autumn, as if summer just blew off it like haze. I am sure the heat will be back, the way we have scrambled the seasons: I keep trying to look for the tells to hold on to, like the late green curl of the leaves; the last of the monarchs in milk-jade chrysalis, a record twenty-two this summer if all safely make it to flight. I could go for a small ice age if I could be assured of the megafauna.Piracy Bingo Card 9-1-25
Sep. 1st, 2025 11:48 pmysabetwordsmithHere is my card for the Piracy Bingo Fest over in allbingo. The fest runs from September 1-30. (See all my 2025 bingo cards.)
If you'd like to sponsor a particular square, especially if you have an idea for what character, series, or situation it would fit -- talk to me and we'll work something out. I've had a few requests for this and the results have been awesome so far. This is a good opportunity for those of you with favorites that don't always mesh well with the themes of my monthly projects. I may still post some of the fills for free, because I'm using this to attract new readers; but if it brings in money, that means I can do more of it. That's part of why I'm crossing some of the bingo prompts with other projects, such as the Poetry Fishbowl.
Underlined prompts have been filled.
PIRACY BINGO CARD
allbingo. The fest runs from September 1-30. (See all my 2025 bingo cards.) If you'd like to sponsor a particular square, especially if you have an idea for what character, series, or situation it would fit -- talk to me and we'll work something out. I've had a few requests for this and the results have been awesome so far. This is a good opportunity for those of you with favorites that don't always mesh well with the themes of my monthly projects. I may still post some of the fills for free, because I'm using this to attract new readers; but if it brings in money, that means I can do more of it. That's part of why I'm crossing some of the bingo prompts with other projects, such as the Poetry Fishbowl.
Underlined prompts have been filled.
PIRACY BINGO CARD
| shipwrecked | cut and run | parley | skull and crossbones | leak |
| keelhaul | crack | dead men tell no tales | ship's articles | lookout |
| pardon | broadside | WILD CARD | Caribbean | affiliate |
| parrot | come about | swashbuckler | exploit | request |
| letters of marque | salvage | saltwater | peg leg | patch |
Cyberspace Theory
Sep. 1st, 2025 10:02 pmysabetwordsmithThe corrosive spread of tech company mentality
One of the aphorisms guiding tech companies is to ‘move fast and break things’. Rewards accrue to those companies that are first out of the gate with something new and so products are rushed out without being fully tested, the assumption being that any faults can be corrected based on feedback from consumers. In other words, the people who buy the early versions of the product serve as so-called beta testers, whether they want to be or not.
These situations rarely have life-or-death consequences. With most things such as devices and apps, usually the worst that can happen is that the users are annoyed or frustrated with the glitches but are willing to tolerate them as long as they get upgrades that purportedly take care of the problems.
But there is now an increasing area where tech-based products are being marketed as solutions for things where that tech culture attitude is not suitable, with sometimes dangerous consequences.
This is definitely among the more destructive memes, although not as much as "Civilization MUST continue at ALL costs."
One of the aphorisms guiding tech companies is to ‘move fast and break things’. Rewards accrue to those companies that are first out of the gate with something new and so products are rushed out without being fully tested, the assumption being that any faults can be corrected based on feedback from consumers. In other words, the people who buy the early versions of the product serve as so-called beta testers, whether they want to be or not.
These situations rarely have life-or-death consequences. With most things such as devices and apps, usually the worst that can happen is that the users are annoyed or frustrated with the glitches but are willing to tolerate them as long as they get upgrades that purportedly take care of the problems.
But there is now an increasing area where tech-based products are being marketed as solutions for things where that tech culture attitude is not suitable, with sometimes dangerous consequences.
This is definitely among the more destructive memes, although not as much as "Civilization MUST continue at ALL costs."
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A Tradition
Sep. 1st, 2025 08:54 pmradiantfractureAutumn Day
Rainer Maria Rilke
Translated by Stephen Mitchell
Lord, it is time. The huge summer has gone by.
Now overlap the sundials with your shadows
and on the meadows let the wind go free.
Command the fruits to swell on tree and vine:
grant them a few more warm transparent days,
urge them on to fulfillment then, and press
the final sweetness into the heavy wine.
Whoever has no house now, will never have one
whoever is alone will stay alone,
will sit, read, write long letters through the evening
and wander on the boulevards up and down,
restlessly, while the dry leaves are blowing.
* * * * * *
What is it that brings me back to this poem every year, other than the wish to offer some sort of honour to the world in its cycles? (And to poetry.)
Rilke was intolerably self-indulgent in a number of ways, but nobody ever wrote the pure grief of existence so well. I suppose I mean that he was probably depressed and so am I.
Here's what I like: that the opening address is to the creator, and is either an acknowledgement and submission, or a gentle reminder, or both.
I like -- and I don't know where or with whom this device originates, but it is beloved of many modern poets, including me (the psalms? does it come from the psalms?) -- the way the speaker exhorts everything to do what it would do anyway. His will is irrelevant to the vine and the wind, but that makes his instructions a kind of radical acceptance -- I enter so completely into the wish for things to be exactly as they are, as they are intended to be, even as they wound me with their beauty and their ephemerality, that my will becomes identical with their actions.
And the turn of course, between the radiant second stanza and the stark third; from the fruit as almost heroes of the journey into wine, to the "whoever" who seems to have no place in harvest or celebration, but is already among the dry leaves.
It is, as they say, me: "whoever" is me. I wish I wrote long letters. Rilke's journals and letters are extraordinary. I wish I had some consolation for you now other than the world, but so far as I can see there never was any consolation other than the world.
§rf§
Rainer Maria Rilke
Translated by Stephen Mitchell
Lord, it is time. The huge summer has gone by.
Now overlap the sundials with your shadows
and on the meadows let the wind go free.
Command the fruits to swell on tree and vine:
grant them a few more warm transparent days,
urge them on to fulfillment then, and press
the final sweetness into the heavy wine.
Whoever has no house now, will never have one
whoever is alone will stay alone,
will sit, read, write long letters through the evening
and wander on the boulevards up and down,
restlessly, while the dry leaves are blowing.
* * * * * *
What is it that brings me back to this poem every year, other than the wish to offer some sort of honour to the world in its cycles? (And to poetry.)
Rilke was intolerably self-indulgent in a number of ways, but nobody ever wrote the pure grief of existence so well. I suppose I mean that he was probably depressed and so am I.
Here's what I like: that the opening address is to the creator, and is either an acknowledgement and submission, or a gentle reminder, or both.
I like -- and I don't know where or with whom this device originates, but it is beloved of many modern poets, including me (the psalms? does it come from the psalms?) -- the way the speaker exhorts everything to do what it would do anyway. His will is irrelevant to the vine and the wind, but that makes his instructions a kind of radical acceptance -- I enter so completely into the wish for things to be exactly as they are, as they are intended to be, even as they wound me with their beauty and their ephemerality, that my will becomes identical with their actions.
And the turn of course, between the radiant second stanza and the stark third; from the fruit as almost heroes of the journey into wine, to the "whoever" who seems to have no place in harvest or celebration, but is already among the dry leaves.
It is, as they say, me: "whoever" is me. I wish I wrote long letters. Rilke's journals and letters are extraordinary. I wish I had some consolation for you now other than the world, but so far as I can see there never was any consolation other than the world.
§rf§
Cemeteries and home
Sep. 1st, 2025 10:34 pmcornerofmadnessBut first, how the hell is it the Ber months already?
Also I got home to the news that Graham Greene had passed away. I'm sad. I really liked him.
So today my blood sugar was even worse (well about 400) Pretty sure the snack I chose to bring was the absolute worst thing. It's so dumb when a cracker is worse than pie and cake combined.
But I cleared out of the hotel and right over to that Macy's which I'm glad I did. They had different things than the one back in PA and the one I'll stop in on in Huntington on Thursday (cancer doc appointment) (though the shirt I was wearing was also hanging on the rack). I had four that would have worked. I bought 3. one was under 10$. The Anne Klein was still pricey but wine and black isn't a color combo I see often, very pretty. Also that blood sugar = me time slipping back to the 80s and I bought something that looked like paint slashes in deep hot pink and white....
Ran over to Michael's, found dark blue duck tape to fix my TARDIS wallet and then found a build your own haunted house kit and my dumb self bought it.
From there I went to Woodland Cemetery . Do check out the link to get an idea as to why I'd go (besides my usual love of graveyard art). this place runs regular tours and I was far from the only person roaming. Sadly the main office was closed but I quickly found QR codes at some graves to listen to the history of that person. But of course my phone doesn't believe in the internet any more so I couldn't download the virtual tour nor use the QR codes. Grrrr
I decide I'll come back another day because it's an easy 2 hour drive and there are other things I want to see (art museum, Huffman fields) so I just ambled like it was any other old cemetery and take pictures of things that interest me. Cemeteries are often put on land unusable for farming, meaning they are often hilly and rocky. I don't mind going up. It's coming DOWN that's hard on my knee.
Why Hill so steep?
As I was ambling (around others walking along with their not-stupid phones listening to spiels) I see a pergola. Wait is that a box of flyers on it? It IS! Huzzah! I have a map...my reading glasses are in the trunk inside my purse. After I get them I set off to find the must-haves for me, The Wrights (of course) Paul Laurence Dunbar, Erma Bombeck and the Deeds (who donated part of Carillon Park from two posts ago).
Deeds has a mausoleum roomier than my apartment. But I can NOT find the Wrights (or Dunbar who is in the same section) Why? I've been around this lake three times now and then I spot it. It's a still day so the flag are hanging straight down and I missed them but as the wind picked up a bit I spotted it. Well that has to be the Wrights right? Yep. Very simple burial, just the two brothers with their sister Katharine between them. Mom and Dad there too (other brothers elsewhere). I left Katharine an acorn.
Dunbar's headstone has a bronze plaque with some of his poetry. And Bombeck is literally like 10 feet inside the gate, a giant rock. I left her a rock at evil little dog's suggestion.
After being there 3 hours, I cruise on out. Time to find that thai place again. I was on Brown street but my GPS takes me off. I think nothing about it because downtown of many cities roads become one way. But I was right back into the same loop as yesterday. I gave up thinking nothing is open down here anyhow other than fast food. Let me try Carillon Brewing again. It's only a mile away. The park is open. The food is not.
Sigh now I really have to pee but decide I can go to any fast food. I get off the highway at the first exit with food and find a sit down Mexican place. Not bad, not great. Go to the Tim Horton's I spotted (should have just had one of their sandwiches....) and can I just say it, if you have food in a mall plaza put your name on the marquee at the main highway. Be like Krpger (also in this mall) I found Chinese and Pizza also open in there but didn't know they were there until after the fact. I'd much rather have had pizza and could have brought it home for tonight as I have no food here and know I'll be too tired to cook. Sigh
Tim Horton's caramel apple cinnamon latte is good btw. I plan for Long John Silver's for dinner since it'll be enough for tomorrow too...only to learn that when I went past it in Jackson last week I wasn't looking at it. Over the summer it closed. NOOOO. Yes I know it's bad but it's the only fried fish I like. And that one did a good business. Wonders if the Chillicothe one is closed too. I know the chain is on the struggle bus. Got KFC instead.
Rocket is happy to see me. No one cleaned my place when I was gone. Where's a brownie or house else if you need one.
My razor had slipped out of the case and I found that out when I slice my right ring finger unpacking. It's a 4 bladed razor. Who needs the tip of their finger anyhow?
Pictures to come another day.
lyricaltitles is running their new challenge. It's a bingo which is less daunting than whole albums. I know a few a you were interested in it.
Speaking of music it's music Monday. Feel free to share with us. We're doing the alphabet and we're up to XYZ, lumping them together since they're hard. I'm only sharing the last 5 years but you can share whatever XYZ songs you'd like.
( But it's all just Y in different songs being with You )
Also I got home to the news that Graham Greene had passed away. I'm sad. I really liked him.
So today my blood sugar was even worse (well about 400) Pretty sure the snack I chose to bring was the absolute worst thing. It's so dumb when a cracker is worse than pie and cake combined.
But I cleared out of the hotel and right over to that Macy's which I'm glad I did. They had different things than the one back in PA and the one I'll stop in on in Huntington on Thursday (cancer doc appointment) (though the shirt I was wearing was also hanging on the rack). I had four that would have worked. I bought 3. one was under 10$. The Anne Klein was still pricey but wine and black isn't a color combo I see often, very pretty. Also that blood sugar = me time slipping back to the 80s and I bought something that looked like paint slashes in deep hot pink and white....
Ran over to Michael's, found dark blue duck tape to fix my TARDIS wallet and then found a build your own haunted house kit and my dumb self bought it.
From there I went to Woodland Cemetery . Do check out the link to get an idea as to why I'd go (besides my usual love of graveyard art). this place runs regular tours and I was far from the only person roaming. Sadly the main office was closed but I quickly found QR codes at some graves to listen to the history of that person. But of course my phone doesn't believe in the internet any more so I couldn't download the virtual tour nor use the QR codes. Grrrr
I decide I'll come back another day because it's an easy 2 hour drive and there are other things I want to see (art museum, Huffman fields) so I just ambled like it was any other old cemetery and take pictures of things that interest me. Cemeteries are often put on land unusable for farming, meaning they are often hilly and rocky. I don't mind going up. It's coming DOWN that's hard on my knee.
Why Hill so steep?
As I was ambling (around others walking along with their not-stupid phones listening to spiels) I see a pergola. Wait is that a box of flyers on it? It IS! Huzzah! I have a map...my reading glasses are in the trunk inside my purse. After I get them I set off to find the must-haves for me, The Wrights (of course) Paul Laurence Dunbar, Erma Bombeck and the Deeds (who donated part of Carillon Park from two posts ago).
Deeds has a mausoleum roomier than my apartment. But I can NOT find the Wrights (or Dunbar who is in the same section) Why? I've been around this lake three times now and then I spot it. It's a still day so the flag are hanging straight down and I missed them but as the wind picked up a bit I spotted it. Well that has to be the Wrights right? Yep. Very simple burial, just the two brothers with their sister Katharine between them. Mom and Dad there too (other brothers elsewhere). I left Katharine an acorn.
Dunbar's headstone has a bronze plaque with some of his poetry. And Bombeck is literally like 10 feet inside the gate, a giant rock. I left her a rock at evil little dog's suggestion.
After being there 3 hours, I cruise on out. Time to find that thai place again. I was on Brown street but my GPS takes me off. I think nothing about it because downtown of many cities roads become one way. But I was right back into the same loop as yesterday. I gave up thinking nothing is open down here anyhow other than fast food. Let me try Carillon Brewing again. It's only a mile away. The park is open. The food is not.
Sigh now I really have to pee but decide I can go to any fast food. I get off the highway at the first exit with food and find a sit down Mexican place. Not bad, not great. Go to the Tim Horton's I spotted (should have just had one of their sandwiches....) and can I just say it, if you have food in a mall plaza put your name on the marquee at the main highway. Be like Krpger (also in this mall) I found Chinese and Pizza also open in there but didn't know they were there until after the fact. I'd much rather have had pizza and could have brought it home for tonight as I have no food here and know I'll be too tired to cook. Sigh
Tim Horton's caramel apple cinnamon latte is good btw. I plan for Long John Silver's for dinner since it'll be enough for tomorrow too...only to learn that when I went past it in Jackson last week I wasn't looking at it. Over the summer it closed. NOOOO. Yes I know it's bad but it's the only fried fish I like. And that one did a good business. Wonders if the Chillicothe one is closed too. I know the chain is on the struggle bus. Got KFC instead.
Rocket is happy to see me. No one cleaned my place when I was gone. Where's a brownie or house else if you need one.
My razor had slipped out of the case and I found that out when I slice my right ring finger unpacking. It's a 4 bladed razor. Who needs the tip of their finger anyhow?
Pictures to come another day.
lyricaltitles is running their new challenge. It's a bingo which is less daunting than whole albums. I know a few a you were interested in it.Speaking of music it's music Monday. Feel free to share with us. We're doing the alphabet and we're up to XYZ, lumping them together since they're hard. I'm only sharing the last 5 years but you can share whatever XYZ songs you'd like.
( But it's all just Y in different songs being with You )
Fic: you kiss me like you want it, how rude (Generation Kill)
Sep. 1st, 2025 06:12 pmimpala_chickTitle: you kiss me like you want it, how rude
Pairing: Brad/Nate
Rated: Mature
Word Count: 5,519
Summary: After weeks of charged glances and purposeful flirting, Nate thinks he knows what Brad is after. So he propositions him.
A/N: Written forfandom5k. Title from the song mystical magical.
Fic on AO3
( Fic under here )
Pairing: Brad/Nate
Rated: Mature
Word Count: 5,519
Summary: After weeks of charged glances and purposeful flirting, Nate thinks he knows what Brad is after. So he propositions him.
A/N: Written for
fandom5k. Title from the song mystical magical.Fic on AO3
( Fic under here )
Does anybody have an explanatory link?
Sep. 2nd, 2025 09:16 pmconulySo, responses here are not terribly helpful.
The OP is specifically confused about the use of the prhase "such as" in the highlighted sentence. I said that this is not wrong, it's just formal and old-fashioned, but like most Americans I've had very little formal education in English grammar and with google I still can't find either the words to define it or a few well-placed citations by prestigious authors.
The OP is specifically confused about the use of the prhase "such as" in the highlighted sentence. I said that this is not wrong, it's just formal and old-fashioned, but like most Americans I've had very little formal education in English grammar and with google I still can't find either the words to define it or a few well-placed citations by prestigious authors.
Recs from Rare Male Slash Exchange + Casefic Exchange
Sep. 1st, 2025 06:11 pmscintilla10 posting in recthethingSharing some recs from raremaleslashex and caseficexchange (all authors still anonymous).
Brilliant Minds, Josh/Oliver (fic)
Bunnicula series, ensemble (fic)
due South, Fraser & Ray K & Dief (fic)
D&D: Honor Among Thieves, Edgin/Xenk (fic)
Jaws movies, Brody/Hooper (fic)
Legends of Tomorrow, Zari 1.0/Ray (fic)
Original Work, gen (mini comic)
Star Trek DS9, Jake/Nog (art)
Over at my journal.
raremaleslashex and caseficexchange (all authors still anonymous). Brilliant Minds, Josh/Oliver (fic)
Bunnicula series, ensemble (fic)
due South, Fraser & Ray K & Dief (fic)
D&D: Honor Among Thieves, Edgin/Xenk (fic)
Jaws movies, Brody/Hooper (fic)
Legends of Tomorrow, Zari 1.0/Ray (fic)
Original Work, gen (mini comic)
Star Trek DS9, Jake/Nog (art)
Over at my journal.
Artificial Intelligence
Sep. 1st, 2025 08:02 pmysabetwordsmithTwo more articles about AI crap
I look at these and I am concerned, not because AI is inhuman, but because it is picking up aspects from its human creators, including some of the worst ones.
I look at these and I am concerned, not because AI is inhuman, but because it is picking up aspects from its human creators, including some of the worst ones.
Pen and Ink
Sep. 1st, 2025 05:02 pmlovelyangel Pilot Iroshizuku Murasaki-shikibu Fountain Pen Ink |
It might not be a good thing that I’m signed up for JetPens emails, as I can be easily tempted. Sure enough, their weekly newsletter waved an addition to their stock of TWSBI Diamond 580ALR Fountain Pens before me, and I had to go look. Up until then, I wasn’t familiar with TWSBI pens.
JetPens is a wealth of information, and of course there’s a feature: Which TWSBI Fountain Pen Should I Buy? I read the entire article. While the Diamond 580ALR pens come is all sorts of wonderful colors, I shied away from the texture on their aluminum grips. So I looked into the TWSBI Diamond 580AL model, which has a smooth aluminum grip. (Actually, it’s very faintly textured, which is what I preferred.) The drawback is that it comes in only two colors – Silver and Iceberg Blue. I decided to get the blue one.
Ink was a no-brainer. I got a nice, large (50ml) bottle of Pilot Iroshizuku Murasaki-shikibu Ink. The price was pretty good, too.
I placed the order last Wednesday, and the kit arrived in the mail on Saturday. Unfortunately, I am packing up my office and workspace, so there’s no way I have the time nor place to play with the new items. Playtime will have to wait until October.
Labour Day 2025
Sep. 1st, 2025 06:24 pmmoon_custaferI think every recreational boat in the GTA was out on the lake today. Unfortunately, the annual air show was also blasting our eardrums and giving things a more Dunkirk kind of vibe.
Speaking of hearing damage, I yielded to temptation and bought the cheapest available tickets for tomorrow’s concert by The Who.
Ticketmaster is horrible, btw. Its website and app would only open on Andrew’s tablet, not on mine, and no amount of following the tips shared by people on Youtube who’d met with the same problem would convince it to let me sign into my account via my tablet. Andrew eventually offered to let me take his tablet tomorrow night instead on the promise I’d be very careful with it.
I might need to borrow his telescope as well, given how far back I’m sitting.
457: BTS: Gen
Sep. 1st, 2025 05:51 pmstonepicnicking_okapi posting in 100wordsTitle: field of flowers
Fandom: BTS
Rating: Gen
Notes: Namjoon feels guilty. Seokjin helps.
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Fandom: BTS
Rating: Gen
Notes: Namjoon feels guilty. Seokjin helps.
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Sep. 1st, 2025 05:48 pmcase posting in fandomsecrets⌈ Secret Post #6814 ⌋
Warning: Some secrets are NOT worksafe and may contain SPOILERS.
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Secrets Left to Post: 01 pages, 25 secrets from Secret Submission Post #973.
Secrets Not Posted: [ 0 - broken links ], [ 0 - not!secrets ], [ 0 - not!fandom ], [ 0 - too big ], [ 0 - repeat ].
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Suggestions, comments, and concerns should go here.
Fic: Sandwiched (James Sirius/Dominique/Molly II)
Sep. 1st, 2025 10:33 pmlightofdayeTitle: Sandwiched
Word Count: ~1,400
Rating: NC-17
Characters & Pairing: James Sirius Potter/Dominique Weasley/Molly Weasley II
Content: PWP, incest (first cousins), threesome (m/f/f), bi-women, anal fingering, vaginal fingering, pegging, lucky pierre.
Disclaimer: The characters, settings and HP Franchise as a whole are owned by JKR and not by me. I make no profit from writing this piece of fanfiction.
Summary: James has never been happier to be caught between his cousins
A/n: Third and final entry forbbtp_challenge, though first written and the most id-y of all!
( Sandwiched )
Word Count: ~1,400
Rating: NC-17
Characters & Pairing: James Sirius Potter/Dominique Weasley/Molly Weasley II
Content: PWP, incest (first cousins), threesome (m/f/f), bi-women, anal fingering, vaginal fingering, pegging, lucky pierre.
Disclaimer: The characters, settings and HP Franchise as a whole are owned by JKR and not by me. I make no profit from writing this piece of fanfiction.
Summary: James has never been happier to be caught between his cousins
A/n: Third and final entry for
bbtp_challenge, though first written and the most id-y of all!( Sandwiched )
Returned from Mitchagain
Sep. 1st, 2025 01:37 pmazurelunaticI picked a hotel based on price and reviews, and I think I picked poorly. Housekeeping was by request only, but they communicated that exactly bloody nowhere. The staff were universally friendly and courteous, but the lack of communication about that vital issue was overwhelming. I had to request housekeeping on Sunday twice, and the second time the person who arrived with fresh towels and to take away the garbage said something peculiar, about having us on the housekeeping list the next morning. I inquired, and learned that it is a lingering Covid safety policy. I would rather have universal masking as the lingering Covid safety policy.
Spicy mango frozen margaritas are delicious. We went to a local brewery, I think on Friday after the parish hall setup for the party. S & Z went for the frozen margarita "flight" and we passed the little goblets around for tasting. I tried the raspberry daiquiri (non frozen) and found it too sour. But I was able to enjoy the hot rim on the mango margarita, to the extent that I looked up recipes and got a bottle of Tajín after we got home. We played Sushi Go (except for Mums) and Wizard (except for me). There was no duckie in the big fishbowl drink as they were out. Alas. Hot Rim is our new band, and all the titles of the songs are double entendres, each followed by a B-side entitled "... Vociferously!"
Pips' partner H came for Saturday and Sunday, and it was very good to meet them. Belovedest has a sticker on their water bottle reading "I'm the enby sheep", and H is another such enby sheep. And Goth. We took to each other immediately.
The anniversary party was a hit. I even convinced Belovedest to dance with me to "I Will Survive", which I named as "our song" — not incorrect, but it's my song from nerd camp, and I believe their song by way of yeeting the evil ex, rather than our song together.
Cleanup on site was very swift, and we didn't actually have to stack all the chairs. Afterwards at home (the parental home), V and Mums put away leftovers and sorted the salad (cucumber and tomato separate from the lettuce) while the rest of the kid generation gossiped and played games and I carefully pulled the photos off the science fair board and sorted them back into their ziplock bags.
There was Sunday brunch, and I think we may not go there again — both of us and perhaps more of the party had mild food poisoning symptoms that afternoon. It didn't ruin our days fully, but I was glad to have my fully stocked medical kit on hand.
Squaredle is one of the family preoccupations. It's a NYT game that resembles Boggle, except it's a composed game rather than random, and the boards vary in size and shape. (One recent one was a 5x5 doughnut, with the middlemost letter missing.) There were also games of Boggle.
I did have the new folding power chair for the trip, which saved my strength for the important things. The acquisition is its own story, with the Bastard & Our Lady's own lucks. (This is a distinct entity from the folding scooter, which should arrive later this month.)
Crochet updates:
My #10 crochet cotton super Goth beaded choker is finished with the structural crochet work and needs the final outside beading. I'm waiting on more of the beads.
The self-striping granny triangle shawl has the first triangle complete, and I could wear it like that if I wanted to. Now that I know how it's sized, I've started the second triangle of three to make it a trapezoid.
Secret #10 crochet cotton project with a due date: I need to make a crucial measurement, but I found the perfect button in my collection. Awaiting the first chain. And I am pleased beyond measure to have been commissioned it.
Yellface is extremely glad we're home. She lectured us at length about having left, in tones I've never heard from her before. That was the extent of her displeasure, fortunately.
I experimented, and got us a first class upgrade on our way out. There was almost enough foot room for Belovedest, and enough elbow room for me. I even napped some. There was a cheese plate, and I felt secure enough in my prophylactic meds to partake. The only problem was the combination of my swoopy sleeves with armrest cup holders, so my right sleeve became saturated with ginger ale for a while.
Coming back was very crammed, even though we were in the premium seats with some extra foot room.
I'm glad I went.
Spicy mango frozen margaritas are delicious. We went to a local brewery, I think on Friday after the parish hall setup for the party. S & Z went for the frozen margarita "flight" and we passed the little goblets around for tasting. I tried the raspberry daiquiri (non frozen) and found it too sour. But I was able to enjoy the hot rim on the mango margarita, to the extent that I looked up recipes and got a bottle of Tajín after we got home. We played Sushi Go (except for Mums) and Wizard (except for me). There was no duckie in the big fishbowl drink as they were out. Alas. Hot Rim is our new band, and all the titles of the songs are double entendres, each followed by a B-side entitled "... Vociferously!"
Pips' partner H came for Saturday and Sunday, and it was very good to meet them. Belovedest has a sticker on their water bottle reading "I'm the enby sheep", and H is another such enby sheep. And Goth. We took to each other immediately.
The anniversary party was a hit. I even convinced Belovedest to dance with me to "I Will Survive", which I named as "our song" — not incorrect, but it's my song from nerd camp, and I believe their song by way of yeeting the evil ex, rather than our song together.
Cleanup on site was very swift, and we didn't actually have to stack all the chairs. Afterwards at home (the parental home), V and Mums put away leftovers and sorted the salad (cucumber and tomato separate from the lettuce) while the rest of the kid generation gossiped and played games and I carefully pulled the photos off the science fair board and sorted them back into their ziplock bags.
There was Sunday brunch, and I think we may not go there again — both of us and perhaps more of the party had mild food poisoning symptoms that afternoon. It didn't ruin our days fully, but I was glad to have my fully stocked medical kit on hand.
Squaredle is one of the family preoccupations. It's a NYT game that resembles Boggle, except it's a composed game rather than random, and the boards vary in size and shape. (One recent one was a 5x5 doughnut, with the middlemost letter missing.) There were also games of Boggle.
I did have the new folding power chair for the trip, which saved my strength for the important things. The acquisition is its own story, with the Bastard & Our Lady's own lucks. (This is a distinct entity from the folding scooter, which should arrive later this month.)
Crochet updates:
My #10 crochet cotton super Goth beaded choker is finished with the structural crochet work and needs the final outside beading. I'm waiting on more of the beads.
The self-striping granny triangle shawl has the first triangle complete, and I could wear it like that if I wanted to. Now that I know how it's sized, I've started the second triangle of three to make it a trapezoid.
Secret #10 crochet cotton project with a due date: I need to make a crucial measurement, but I found the perfect button in my collection. Awaiting the first chain. And I am pleased beyond measure to have been commissioned it.
Yellface is extremely glad we're home. She lectured us at length about having left, in tones I've never heard from her before. That was the extent of her displeasure, fortunately.
I experimented, and got us a first class upgrade on our way out. There was almost enough foot room for Belovedest, and enough elbow room for me. I even napped some. There was a cheese plate, and I felt secure enough in my prophylactic meds to partake. The only problem was the combination of my swoopy sleeves with armrest cup holders, so my right sleeve became saturated with ginger ale for a while.
Coming back was very crammed, even though we were in the premium seats with some extra foot room.
I'm glad I went.