Photos from Tuesday

Jul. 27th, 2017 05:03 pm
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I'm catching up on my backlog of photos to edit and post!

I heard and then saw a female downy woodpecker

woodpecker

there is another photo of her under the cut and then a few of a cute little tufted titmouse, another robin, and a squirrel on the move.Read more... )

All photos can be seen in a larger view if you click on them (on flickr).

Photos from Yesterday

Jul. 27th, 2017 04:19 pm
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These are not my cats. They are two of the four cats that I see routinely around the yards here.

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black and white cat standing of the roof of a stand alone garage

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´╗┐Title: Three Little Words
Pairing(s): Frost/Sparrow/Galen
Challenge(s): G-13. love [[livejournal.com profile] lover100]
Summary: Three months after they get back together, Sparrow tells Galen she loves him.
Warning(s): noncon (past)

It had been three months now. They had been back together for a grand total of three months, and that was just the length of time they'd been together before things had fallen apart the first time. So Sparrow was getting anxious. The three-month marker seemed to loom over her like an unspoken threat, a potential curse that she just didn't know what to do about. Letting it go unspoken seemed like just as much a jinx as putting her worries into words, and she suspected that noting the occasion at all would just be downright rude, a reminder of things the three of them probably didn't want to think about in the first place.

After all, Sparrow still wasn't sure that Galen actually thought he'd done the right thing in coming back to them, and she didn't want to give him any reason to run. Not again. Not now.

Even after three months, Galen was still clearly uncomfortable with them. Or, if not with them, then with Frost specifically; he seemed to go out of his way to avoid the other man whenever he could and yet had also developed the strangest inclination to put himself between them, as if he thought he stood a chance of protecting her from her husband--and as if he thought there was some need to try. It was endearing, surely, but unnecessary to say the least, and Sparrow had no doubt that Frost was as aware of it as she was. To her surprise, though, Frost had so far opted not to push; he was letting Galen take his time in coming fully back to them, and if Sparrow wasn't mistaken, he was, in fact, coming around.

He was at least letting Frost touch him these days, though he certainly wasn't the submissive sweetheart he'd been the first time around. Frost was going to have his work cut out for him if he wanted to win the younger man back.

Tonight, though, everything had seemed to go wonderfully. She had fucked them both in succession, and she was now lying sated between their still-nude bodies. As so often recently, Frost had gone out of his way to please, had gotten them both off with his mouth, one after the other, and kept teasing them while they had fucked; it was only after Galen was sated that Frost had let Sparrow turn her attention to him, and he'd at least feigned reluctance to even that.

So there she was, nestled between them, both of their bodies turned toward hers. Frost had his arm around her waist and his hips pressed against her naked ass, but her own hands were on Galen, her fingers spread across his chest as she felt its gentle rise and fall and the quiet sound of his breath.

His eyes were closed, but she could tell he wasn't yet asleep; the surest sign was the tiny shudder of his muscles every time her fingertips passed over his one of his nipples, and she found herself smiling faintly when he did it. He wasn't Simon, that was sure; wasn't anything like him, in fact. The only thing the two men had in common was that they had both slept in this bed with herself and her husband, but even that was markedly different; she still wasn't sure how freely Simon had done that, but Galen had come to them of his own free will. And he'd returned to them, too, after his leaving had proven to her once and for all that he was truly a man worthy of her time. One of the only good people in the Circle, and perhaps the only one she could ever claim actually deserved her feelings for him.

And there was no pretending she didn't have those feelings for him, not anymore. With Simon, she'd put it off for far too long, and telling him she loved him back when it had first started might have saved his life. But she didn't, and she lost him, and now that she had Galen instead, she wasn't about to make the same mistake again.

"Galen?" she whispered, and she watched his eyes blink open in the dim room. Behind her, she could feel the faintest hint of tension in Frost's muscles as he, too, waited for her words.

"Hm?"

"Are... are you happy?" she asked softly. "With us?"

Even in the darkness, she could see his brow furrow. "Are you?"

She laughed faintly, her thumb stroking over the muscles of his chest more affectionately than she thought she would ever touch anyone. "Yes. But I asked you first. Are you happy with us?"

He hesitated, and though it was hard to tell with certainty, it looked like he was eying Frost over her shoulder. "I'm happy with you," he said finally.

Sparrow paused. It wasn't a surprise, but it wasn't what she wanted to hear, either, and she knew there was a danger in what she was trying to do. Letting Frost hear her affection for this other man was dangerous, especially if he was to ever have ever a chance of leaving them again. Knowing her husband, the minute she confessed any real feelings for Galen, Frost was going to do his damnedest to keep him here no matter what.

"But not us."

Galen withdrew slightly, and that was the last thing Sparrow had wanted to do. "Did I do something wrong?"

"No," she said quickly. "Not at all. I just… I just want to make sure you're actually… That this is what you want."

"I want you," he whispered, leaning back into her, "every bit as much as he does. And I'm not going anywhere."

Her arms snaked upward and around his shoulders, pulling their bodies closer. "I--" Fuck, if she didn't say it now, she feared she never would. "I love you."

The words came out so quietly that for a moment, no one seemed sure of what they'd heard. And then Galen laughed, breaking out into a wide grin as he leaned down to kiss her hard. He was out of breath quickly, half from the kissing and half from his own laughter, and Sparrow was relieved to hear that it was pure, unadulterated joy, not mocking in the least. He was clearly surprised, yes, but nothing worse than that.

Frost, though, was another story, and Sparrow knew that was half the reason for Galen's glee. He was stiff at her back, and she couldn't tell how he was reacting, not really; she doubted he was pleased, but so far he didn't seem too upset, either. And, truth be told, she hoped he wasn't; if this had been Simon, if this had been a year or two ago, and she'd planned to spend the rest of her life with Simon and Nadia at her side, she would have perhaps taken a certain satisfaction in Frost's disappointment and distress. But whatever she felt for him now… just because she couldn't use those words didn't mean she didn't feel something. She thought he knew that, but she couldn't be sure.

"You mean it?"

"You know I wouldn't say it if it wasn't true," she told him quietly. "It's hard enough to say it even when it is."

His head ducked back down, kissing her again, and when the kiss finally broke, he nuzzled affectionately against her. "I'm not going anywhere," he repeated quietly. "I never stopped loving you."

The words he hadn't said, though, hung between the three of them, unmistakable. He might not have stopped loving her after he'd learned what Frost had done, but his feelings for Frost... that seemed to be a different story entirely, even after three months back together. Behind her, the man in question still hadn't reacted to what was happening in front of him, and she would have been stunned if there was anything resembling a positive feeling in his suppressed, unspoken reaction.

Uncomfortable with her own nagging guilt, Sparrow nestled backward into Frost's embrace, pulling Galen along with her. "I want," she began carefully, "the three of us to be together. You, and me, and him. Is that... alright?"

"I'm not trying to take you away," Galen whispered to her, though there was the faintest glint in his eye that made her half-suspect he still wished he could. "If you wanted me to, I would in a heartbeat; and if you want me to stay here with the both of you, then I will."

"But would you rather...?"

She watched him hesitate, glancing back again at Frost. "I don't know. Maybe. Ask me again in a year; I'm sure I'll know by then."

Her heart soared, just hearing that he actually planned to still be with her a year from now. She tilted her head slightly, and glanced backward. "Frost?"

"Hm?"

"What about you?"

She couldn't believe she was almost scared of the answer. She truly had her heart set on him now, even more than on Galen. She didn't want to think of the decision she might have to make if he suddenly decided to manifest that jealous streak he'd been missing all these years.

"I love you," came his comfortingly familiar reassurance, and she felt her tension flow away. "I always told you I would make sure you have what you want. If you want him, you'll have him."

´╗┐They both knew there was an implicit threat there, even if Frost didn't mean it that way. It was dangerous, this confession they were offering, because the other man in their bed would always have the power to turn it into something terrible. He could bind Galen to him just as he'd done to her, and the only punishment he could ever be sure to face for it would be her own muddled wrath.

They were trusting him with something precious--something he didn't deserve--and it was a terrifying prospect. But she trusted him all the same.

(And that was another quite terrifying notion.)
© 2017 A.F. Tanith

A Drabble Dump

Jul. 25th, 2017 01:29 pm
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Fandom: Sinister
Wordcount: 100
Pairing(s): Julius/Ben, implied Ben/Severine
Contains: m/m slash, possible polyamory
Prompt(s): [livejournal.com profile] slashthedrabble Prompt #452 ~ Stalking/Stalk

Julius can't handle this. It's just too much to take. He can't even pinpoint whatever it is he's feeling; he doesn't have the words to identify the raging storm of emotion inside him. Is he jealous at the thought of losing Ben? Is he jealous because Ben has obviously replaced him in Severine's eyes? Perhaps even worse, is this emotion nothing more than overprotectiveness borne from his knowledge of what Severine's life will become if she gives in to what his (their?) lover wants.

And every day and every night, Julius watches Ben stalk her like an incessant, hungry beast.




Fandom: Queen Academy
Wordcount: 100
Pairing(s): Kim/Bobby
Contains: f/f slash
Prompt(s): [community profile] femslashficlets challenge #113 - phone

"Answer your fucking phone!" Kim's furious shout pierces Bobby's eardrums the instant the redhead comes into view. "What the fuck, B?"

"What?" she asks, bewildered. "I was busy!"

"I thought you were dead, you jackass!"

Bobby gestured pointedly. "I would have been if I'd answered the phone. Calm down, dude. What's your problem?"

Kim closes her eyes and sighs, the fury flowing from her until nothing is left but palpable frustration. "I just said I thought you were dead."

And that's when it hits her just what Kim's saying. She's only so freaked out because she was worried.

Bobby smiles.




Fandom: Slytherin's Legacy
Wordcount: 100
Pairing(s): Delphi Lestrange & Harry Potter
Prompt(s): [livejournal.com profile] mixandmatch100 Prompt 14: Sabbotage

Delphi's eyes narrow as she spots the book on Harry's desk.

The handwriting. It's definitely not Potter's, but she's seen it before.

It's Snape's.

Brow furrowed, Delphi struggles for a moment to figure out what she's seeing. Why does Harry Potter have a textbook with Snape's writing in it?

And then it clicks: that book he borrowed at the start of the year. It must have been Snape's, and Harry never gave it back.

No wonder he's been doing so well in class.

But now... what to do?

Keep her mouth shut?

Or tell Slughorn, and sabotage her former friend?




Fandom: Slytherin's Legacy
Wordcount: 100
Pairing(s): Delphi Lestrange & Harry Potter
Prompt(s): [community profile] harry100 Challenge Prompt 315: Holiday

Harry's mind races. Delphi's alive, but she's in more peril now than ever. It's unthinkable, her being trapped in company of Death Eaters for the entire summer holiday, and it means that she's got no chance of writing him--and he's not fool to try writing her.

So that's that. Two entire months will go by with no way for him to contact her and no way for him to thank her or apologize for leaving her in that graveyard.

It makes him sick to think about, because two months is entirely too long.

Anything could happen in that much time.




Fandom: Ion
Wordcount: 100
Pairing(s): Avery/Rylan
Prompt(s): [community profile] drabble_zone Challenge # 43: Twinkle

Christmas lights twinkle on the windowsill where Rylan hung them earlier, and Avery lies silent in the dark room, his gaze transfixed as his mind wanders.

This isn't normal, and under no circumstances should he be going along with it. It's all a sick fantasy that he's trying to maintain. The unbelievable illusion that not everything has changed.

But he can't complain. This is his only chance now. All that life has to offer him now that Jaslyn is gone, Ion is dead, and his thirst for revenge had been sated.

Human or not, Avery won't be turning Rylan away.




Fandom: Dreamscape
Wordcount: 100
Pairing(s): Fiona/Arielle
Contains: f/f slash
Prompt(s): [livejournal.com profile] femslash100  challenge 553 - ambition

Ambition. The thirst for power and the advance of one's station in life. Fiona hardly understands the appeal, but she knows it when she sees it. It's that bitter craving that glitters in the eyes of Dreamwalkers and slowly turns their light to shade. It's what created the Dream Lord, and Fiona can see it in even Harmony's gaze. Because no matter how brightly she shines, even the Last Dreamwalker hides that darkness inside her, just as every other human does.

Whenever she sees that glint in their human friend's eyes, Fiona and Arielle retreat alone.

And Harmony's light flickers.

© 2017 A.F. Tanith

Hawk plus double trouble skunks

Jul. 26th, 2017 09:07 am
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Last Saturday morning the heat started to break, which was very nice. What was also nice was that the day was filled with wild life.

Early in the morning we were visited by two skunks at the same time. Which was kind of crazy...also they both looked very much alike.

Still early in the morning, but after the skunks had departed, the crows were noisy, so I looked up in the sky and saw a lot of birds were in a frenzy, because there were some type of predator type birds in the sky. The turned out to be red tailed hawks, I got a lot of crappy photos, and one not too bad photo, so that was really cool too!

I will start with the hawk photo, the skunks are under the cut

red tailed hawk flying

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Chickadee <3

Jul. 25th, 2017 07:07 pm
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I still have photos from the weekend to edit, but these pictures of a black cap chickadee that I took while down in the yard with it, only about 5-7 feet away, came out so cute I had to share them now :D



5 more large photos of a chickadee under the cut...Read more... )

Wren, probably

Jul. 25th, 2017 06:26 pm
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Pretty sure this is a Carolina Wren, over on a neighbor's deck.
Not the best of pics, but it was lucky I even managed this.





I haven't seen these around here before, funky :)

What I Watched Week #29

Jul. 25th, 2017 10:31 am
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July 16 - July 22

New TV:

Elementary 5x14 - 5x24

I also re-watched some Supernatural episodes :)

Note:

Feeling pretty meh about the fifth season Elementary. It was...okay? I don't know. Lukewarm is my feeling really. I didn't hate it, and I didn't really care enough either.
Oh well.

Red

Jul. 23rd, 2017 07:50 pm
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I only see cardinals occasionally here, so it was a nice treat to get a few pictures yesterday...

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a few from yesterday

Jul. 23rd, 2017 07:13 pm
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I have more photos to edit from yesterday (plus today's) but for now here a few from yesterday...

The husband got me a couple little purple basil plants, so cute...


Photos under the cut (a skunk, sparrows, a robin, and a squirrel)
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Title: No-Tell Motel California
Fandom: Marvel Comics/Supernatural
Characters: Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, Kate Bishop, America Chavez
Rating: Teen
Length: 3,479 words
Content Notes: no warnings apply. written for [community profile] fan_flashworks 
prompt: Loud
Summary: Sam and Dean find themselves in a world other than their own and need a little help finding their way home. Kate Bishop is hanging out in a motel in California and may just be able to lend a hand.
Ao3 Link

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Friday's Photos

Jul. 21st, 2017 09:20 pm
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It's been too hot this week. In the 90s and humid. Not a great mix. So my mood is starting to drop, a lot, especially when combined with other issues. So, I ended up taking a lot of pictures today because it tends to cheer me up, or at least calm me down a bit.

The squirrels were not loving the afternoon heat from what I could tell and I managed to snap several pics of a few lounging in the trees. I even stepped off of the porch and took some of the pics from the ground under the trees. I also snapped several pics of sparrows and one of a robin. Oh, also a dragonfly up at the top of the dead tree.

I think this is my favorite picture of the day:

Squirrel snug in a tree.

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Birds and a Skunk

Jul. 20th, 2017 08:02 pm
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There were a bunch of sparrows and a robin or two in the dead tree the other day, all at the same time. There were a lot more than I could get a pic of. It was like they were having a meeting. It didn't last very long, but it was a bit noisy.



Yesterday I was able to take a few not too blurry pics of a skunk in the yard around sundown. Picks of that and also a robin I took today under the cut... Read more... )

Writing and Whatnot...

Jul. 19th, 2017 07:38 pm
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I finished and posted my fic that I was writing for [community profile] fan_flashworks . It's not awesome, but it is done and I did enjoy writing it, mostly.  
I did not enjoy editing it though. I hate that part. A lot.
This is probably one of the longer fics I've written if not the longest. Not that I've written tons of fic or anything.

Okay I checked...this fic at 3,478 words is 1350 words longer than my previously longest posted work. Hmmm... wacky.

Very hot and humid today. Blah. I could really do with cooler days. I find it hard to motivate myself to do much of anything when it's like this. 

Oh, the latest issue of America (America Chavez solo comic from Marvel) has her teaming up with Kate Bishop (the other Hawkeye) for the issue (and next issue to it seems!) Very cool!!!

writing stuff

Jul. 18th, 2017 02:29 pm
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I finished the fic I've been working on for fan_flashworks. It was like pulling teeth at the end. Hot and humid doesn't make for the best writing days really. Especially without an air-conditioner. But I got it done. Now I have tomorrow and the early part of Thursday to make it suck less so I can post it in time.

It ended up being longer than I thought it would be. The first draft is about 3,500 words.

Outside

Jul. 17th, 2017 05:58 pm
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Outside photos from the weekend...

Relaxing squirrel looks relaxed


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Inside

Jul. 17th, 2017 03:19 pm
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Some photos of my desk area taken over the weekend. I set my desk back up, after haven taken it down a few weeks ago.
Now if only I had a good chair. My choices are one of those exercise balls, a very broken cheap office chair and a metal folding chair. At the moment I'm using the ball.


a mug of pens, a small stack of washi tape, a lamp and my Evil Queen funko pop and a blurry Castiel funko pop key chain hanging on the lamp.


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In other news it's hot and humid today. I've made progress on the fic I'm working on despite the horrible heat, but I really need to get more words down on the page today. Hopefully it will cool down a bit soon.

My Camera Info

Jul. 16th, 2017 07:41 pm
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Since I've been posting a lot of photos these days, I figured I'd make a post with this info, for the curious.

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Young Robin

Jul. 16th, 2017 12:55 pm
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From a couple of days ago, what appears to be an adolescent robin up in the tree...



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