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okapi's February LOVE-FEST

I am going to challenge myself with a set of 28 prompts. Fills might be anything ficlet, song, craft, poetry, quotes, etc. Please join in if you feel inclined.

prompts:

1. first love
2. friendship
3. love of nature
4. passion
5. soulmates
6. unrequited love
7. lust
8. love of the game
9. devotion
10. love of food
11. polyamory
12. long distance love
13. lovesickness
14. romantic love
15. love of place
16. marriage
17. love of order and method
18. divine love
19. platonic love
20. infatuation
21. maternal love
22. obsession
23. agape
24. love of animals
25. unconditional love
26. forbidden love
27. ecstasy
28. the beloved

Question of the Day: Who or what was your first love?

In the comments, share anything you feel comfortable sharing about your first love. It could be a person or it could be a thing or a place or anything.

I did have a boy in kindergarten give me chocolates for Valentine's Day. My first boyfriend relationship in high school was not a good experience and I spent a long time getting over it and undoing the damage.

But my first true love is probably detective fiction, and I remember reading Encyclopedia Brown and Nate the Great books and enjoying them very much.

Day 1: FIRST LOVE

Fandom: Sherlock Holmes (ACD) pre-retirement/Sussex era
Length: 200
Rating: Gen
Summary: Holmes reflecting on his violin on the journey from London to Sussex.

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halfamoon

Title: Flight

author:

cornerofmadness

Fandom Hazbin Hotel

Characters/Pairings Emily, Molly (and Sir Pentious)

Summary: After her injury, Emily has to adjust to having a new wing. The prospect of using it turns out to be scarier than she expected. Luckily she has friends at her side.

Rating: teen

Warnings: mentions of injury, anxiety

Find the story here on AO3.

Current Mood: busy

stonepicnicking_okapi

Happy February!

What is going on in February? Black History Month, Groundhog Day (early spring, please!), Valentine's Day, Lunar New Year, Snow Moon, Mardi Gras, and Ash Wednesday and Lent, and in our household, the boys' father's birthday.

And I am going to attempt a February LOVE-FEST of prompts.

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Fandoms in order by prompt number:

1-10:Revolutionary Girl Utena, Project A-ko, Voltron: Legendry Defender, Dragon Half, Pokémon Legends: Z-A, Pleasantville, FE Awakening, Chobits, The Rescuers (1977), Clifford the Big Red Dog
11-20: The Hunger Games, Who Framed Roger Rabbit, Samurai Senti Shinkenger, Crying Freeman, Fushigi Yuugi, Disney, Mega Man 2, Yoroi Shinden Samurai Troopers, Demon Slayer Kimetsu no Yaiba, Pokémon Let's Go Eevee
21-30: Love Nikki Dress-Up Queen, Fire Emblem Engage, Home Alone 2, Alice in Wonderland (1951), Saturday Night Live, KPop Demon Hunters, Rose of Versailles, The Super Mario Bros. Super Show, Thumbelina, I Love Lucy
31-40: The Brady Bunch, Fire Emblem: Genealogy of the Holy War, Excel Saga, Bleach, The Golden Girls, Dragon Ball, Dr. Slump, Family Matters, My Youth in Arcadia, Fate Grand Order
41-50: Golden Boy, Another Eden, Cardcaptor Sakura, Homestar Runner, Courtney Love, Sailor Moon, Peanuts, Hazbin Hotel, Mahou Sentai Magiranger, The Ring

Teasers:

Full table here

Current Mood: productive

mxcatmoon

For the prompt, any/any kissing in the rain, at

threesentenceficathon

This one can be readers' choice of fandom even though I definitely had a specific ship in mind when I wrote it. 😉

Author: Cat Moon
Words: 129
Rating: G
Summary: They don’t notice the rain, only each other
Note: In one of those weird coincidences, as I read this prompt and started writing it, "It's Just the Rain" by Journey came on randomly, lending atmosphere and title (but not thematic inspiration).

( Just the Rain )

Current Mood: determined

oracne

I am learning to knit! I am very proud of my casting on, and am working on the tension while actually knitting. Today, I did multiple rows for the first time; I got up to row four before I tangled something too badly to continue and started over.

I am currently using a giant pair of kids' plastic needles that C. had from a kit she did last year, and some neon purple acrylic yarn. I also have a nice pair of circular needles that

drinkingcocoa helped me to pick out at our local yarn store; I started with those, but am now seeing how a longer row works.

I have no idea how long it will take for me to knit something that I'd actually wear, but the point for me is the process. It requires some concentration plus being in the moment, and will be a good thing to do while waiting for things or, potentially, getting back into listening to audioplays and the like. Plus, it's more mobile than doing a puzzle.

My many friends who knit are so excited..

blotthis

LAST ONE FOR JANUARY.

Monstress has been on my list for ages, and I noticed the electronic version was available at my library, so I picked it up. What did I know about it? Beautiful art. My friend thenjw really liked it, years ago. Monsters, probably?

Turns out, it is as relentlessly violent as the art is beautiful, and the art is very beautiful. Maika is a sixteen-year-old arcanic--part human, part... demi-god?--who is missing part of her left arm, a bunch of memories, and her mom. What she does have includes rage, passive suicidal tendencies, a lot of trauma from surviving the recent war between the arcanics and the humans, a Dark Passenger, a tendency to eat people, and half of a photo, in which she and her mom are buddying up with one of the Evil Nuns who Eat Arcanic Bodies to heal themselves, stay young, and amplify their magic powers.

The graphic novel begins with Maika getting sold to these nuns. Violence arrives, delivered as often by Maika as otherwise, and It Maintains Its Presence. Monstress definitely has a lot to say about trauma and power and WILL use cannibalism to do it. Often. Over and over. I found it kind of relentlessly bleak.

There are so many mysteries in this world (what is this mask, what is this Dark Passenger, where's her mom, who's that, who's THAT, how are those people related, what's the Dusk Court, is that person dead or not, what happened to Maika, what does the Dark Passenger want, why is Maika special) it's hard to keep track, and a mystery--where finding out solves the problem--is not that fundamentally interesting to me. Personal problem! But. The volume certainly opens enough threads to keep an epic fantasy humming for a while, and if this is a volume-one-only situation, that's not so bad. If the comic maintains this level of adding mystery on top of mystery, I think I'd lose my mind.

That said, I told a friend although I wouldn't be rushing to volume 2, I could see the story sticking with me, and the ending of the volume--it's flirtations with hope and with betrayal--certainly offers a kind of upside-down emotional cliffhanger that leaves me curious about if Maika's new direction will to last or immediately be ground to dust.

Recommend, if you're into bloody trauma reckonings, beautiful art, body horror, what we'll do to survive, and how in-groups use the creation of out-groups to get power. Also it's matriarchal, I guess, but that largely means most of the people have boobs. They're still awful people! Complimentary.

BONUS:

As for Akane-banashi, which I love, I read all of the available e-book volumes as fast as the library would allow. Let me crib from others about how it works and why it's great:

Everything rolameny says
Tumblr user arcnoise said, "i love a story that just cares about craft and goes out of its way to point out to its audience all the reasons why you, too, should care about craft" and they're RIGHT

All I have to add that although I appreciate that Akane is an underdog because her dad is dead (fired), I wish she lost more. However, I recognize that the team didn't think the comic would last even a year, so they were really going for it!!! And don't worry, Akane makes plenty of mistakes. I just wish she'd cry...

Okay that and I completely lost my gourd at vol. 14. Incredible, incredible use of comic art to illustrate theatrical art. Made me want to see rakugo so bad. Also really added to my appreciation of Kenshi Yonezu's "Shinigami."

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AO3 Link | Closing Up Shop: Seacouver (1335 words) by Merfilly
Chapters: 2/2
Fandom: Highlander Movieverse, Highlander The Series
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Characters: Rachel Ellenstein [Highlander Movieverse], Joe Dawson [Highlander the Series]
Additional Tags: First Meetings, Post-The Gathering (Highlander)
Summary:

And then a few years passed...

Closing Up Shop: Seacouver

While Connor and Duncan were being themselves, Rachel was a little out of sorts. Tessa was a nice lady, one so recently brought into knowing what they were. However, Tessa was an artist, and driven currently by a piece that Rachel could already see would be lovely. The boy Richie was a little rash and Rachel didn't fully feel a connection to him yet, but she would work on that, after Connor explained why Duncan and Tessa were watching over him.

No, she just needed to be mindful of her own wishes and need to stretch her legs currently. Dinner could be for socializing. Right now, she had sights to see, stores to discover, and a need to be away from the casual masculinity contests the pair of cousins indulged themselves in during these infrequent reunions.

That in mind, Rachel turned her steps to a brisk walk in the same district the couple lived and worked in, ducking into shops as they caught her idea, pausing to sample the food about midmorning, and slowly circling back around.

A bookstore caught her eye, and she slipped within to browse, hopeful of something to keep her entertained until Connor decided they had played the game of risk long enough in this reunion.

She glanced over to the only other person present —

— and was thrown back to a lovely day spent with a kind young man.

She had not survived for so long as Connor's daughter and self-appointed protector from the world at large to give away her suspicion of the man's convenient location so near to Duncan when he had appeared in her life so close to the changing tides in Connor's own life. For half a moment, she almost wished Brenda had not decided Connor was too overwhelming, that it had been his wife on this trip instead of herself.

But she had never been a coward, and understood perfectly well why Connor and Brenda were separated now. She could — would — handle this meeting now upon her.

"Stepped away from your photography in favor of book collections, Mister Dawson?" she asked in a charming voice, letting her smile reflect the surprise of seeing a man of her past so far from where they had met.

"Miss Ellenstein, what a surprise." He stood, using the cane to do so, and Rachel added more details to the picture she was building. He was noticeably older, as she herself was, the reliance on the cane a bit more pronounced, but his smile was still making his face light up with disarming sincerity.

Who was Joe Dawson, that he was mortal and yet so close to the lives of those like her Connor?

"Also, the books are less finicky about lighting and framing," he added as he walked over to her. "Looking for anything of particular interest?"

"Browsing, actually, passing the time. It's an eclectic neighborhood, it seems."

"You could say that," Joe agreed. "If anything catches your eye, I am always up to negotiate with an astute antiquities dealer such as yourself."

That he was firmly the center of her attention was not something she betrayed, only smiling and moving on to browse.

"Perhaps we could find the dessert we had no room for in New York?" she offered as he was moving back to the table he'd been working from.

"I can think of nothing better for this evening."

Connor would tell her she was playing with fire, when there was something so far amiss. Rachel preferred to see it as gathering intelligence on potential flashpoints.

Rachel passed the first part of the meal with Joe in conversation about what she had seen, and he offered ideas of new places to visit while she was in town. As she played the tourist, she considered just how to go about learning why he was here, so close to Connor's cousin after she'd met him in the aftermath of Connor's endgame against the Kurgan.

As the dessert course was delivered, Rachel glanced over and caught Joe studying her. He gave the smile and bashful look for being caught, and she found herself responding to that on a level she deemed dangerous.

Not necessarily in a physical danger sense, but to Connor's safety, and that of Duncan and his chosen family, she decided firmly.

"I had the impression you were more easterly in your setting, when we first met," Rachel said, giving him the faintest smile.

"Better opportunities out this way for me." He took a bite, chased it with the wine, and then shifted his body language a little. Rachel wasn't quite sure what to make of it, but it put her more on guard. "What about you? No more restoration and purchasing of antiquities?"

"Here and there, but more by appointment with travel benefits." Rachel tried her own tiramisu, decided she could name three places that served better, and sipped her coffee to wash it down. "Retirement allows me more opportunities in many ways, to keep an eye on my interests."

"Most people choose to turn their attention to new things when they let go of their old lives," Joe mused. "I suppose there's exceptions to anything that could be normal about humans, though."

"I find it is a good life, to keep an eye on those people or events that stand out," she answered. "After all, even those of us that prefer to live life a day at a time might be caught up in extraordinary events."

Had that been a shading of his eyes, something in memory haunting him now? Did he have a person like Connor that had saved him, and that was how he was connected? It couldn't be Duncan; she'd mentioned stopping in the book shop and making this date in his hearing without a single spike of interest.

And Duncan, for all he was a veteran of his years, still had difficulty masking himself.

"To observe something is to change it, or be changed by it," Joe pointed out. "Getting caught up in the ways and lives of the unusual ones can be a difficult thing."

"I am certain that is so, but I learned as a child that just standing by doesn't keep you any safer, or those you care about," she said softly. "Which may be why I took to the antiquities so easily. Every object holds some story, if you can just trace the history of it. People can be much the same."

"Very true," Joe said, giving the faint smile and change of body posture to move the conversation away from this.

Who was the one for Joe? And was Joe scouting others to mark targets, or warn of danger? Rachel rather hoped it was the latter, as she asked his opinion of a local museum, letting the double-layered words drop for now.

"Have a good night?" Connor asked as he took her jacket from her.

"Waiting up for me?" Rachel retorted, before leaning in to kiss his cheek.

"Maybe."

"Yes."

He smiled, his eyes crinkling up as that little catching laugh came out, before he offered for her to precede him into the sitting room. She settled in a chair, listening, but it seemed Duncan and Tessa must be out from the quiet. She still wasn't certain if Richie actually lived here or was just in and out.

"I think he knows someone like you, but I also don't think he's a danger," Rachel said, meeting Connor's eyes.

"Then… I'll warn Duncan that he's been seen near us before, and hopefully my little cousin can be a sensible man about the risks he takes."

"Hmm, he's as much a MacLeod as you," she pointed out, getting a warm laugh in response.

"Hey, I can dream!" Connor rebutted. "We are still flying out tomorrow."

Rachel nodded. "For the best." She would also hope this did not cause Duncan new grief in the long run, but her duty was to Connor… even if Connor saw it the other way around.

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Title: Red and Cold
Fandom: Frankenstein 2025
Pairing/Characters: Elizabeth Harlander, light Elizabeth/the Creature
Rating: PG
Summary: More than a ghost.
A/N: I've been wanting to write something about Elizabeth since I saw the movie, and the prompt "The Innocent" really reminded me of her. Also fills my 100ships table prompt #09 (Arctic).

( Red and Cold )

oursin

This week's bread: Len Deighton's Mixed Wholemeal Loaf from The Sunday Times Book of Real Bread: 4:1:1 wholemeal flour/strong white flour/mix of wheatgerm and medium oatmeal, now that I have supply of these, splosh of sunflower oil, this turned out very nice indeed.

Friday night supper: penne with chopped red pepper fried in a little oil and then chopped pepperoni added, splashed with a little lemon-infused oil before serving.

Saturday breakfast rolls: brown grated apple, strong brown flour, Rayner's barley malt extract: perhaps a little on the stodgy side.

Today's lunch: pheasant breasts flattened a little and rubbed with juniper berries, coriander seed, 5-pepper blend and salt crushed together and left for a couple of hours, panfried in butter and olive oil, deglazed with madeira; intended to serve with kasha but kasha from new supplier did not respond well to cooking by absorption method; sweetstem cauliflower (partly purple) roasted in pumpkin seed oil with cumin seeds and splashed with lime and lemongrass balsamic vinegar, 'baby' (monster baby) leeks halved and healthy-grilled in olive oil, with an olive oil, white wine, and grainy mustard dressing.

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Title: Finding Yourself in a New World – Chapter one: The Innocent
Day/Prompt: Day 1 / The Innocent
Fandom: Warrior Nun (TV)
Character/Pairing: Yasmine, Shannon, Mary, Camila, Lilith, Beatrice
Rating/Warning(s): non-graphic depictions of violence
Word Count: 4508
Summary: Yasmine, a librarian who used to be a nun, drives home one evening and suddenly finds herself in a new world. A world with spaceships and aliens, where she's expected to help her team fight monsters. After the initial shock, Yasmine finds that this world not only holds the adventures she had always dreamed about but that her team also becomes the family she had never had before.
Author's Notes: I decided to approach this year's Halfamoon a little unconventionally and am going to write an overarching fic for all the prompts, one chapter per prompt. The prompts really felt connected to me and it immediately brought an isekai to mind, which I then combined with a litrpg. It's my first time writing both and it's not following the rules for them very strictly, my goal is to have fun more than to follow the genre conventions meticulously.

Here on AO3

mxcatmoon

Almost caught up with my posting of

threesentenceficathon fills. These are the last three (not counting the big one I'm re-writing to make a real fic). Hopefully, I can stay current now!

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Fandom: Good Omens
Pairings/Characters: Aziraphale/Crowley
Rating: T
Length: 5437 words
Creator Links: iamtheenemy (Steph)
Theme: Inept in love

Summary: Crowley gets orders to seduce Aziraphale to the dark side. It goes about as well as you might expect.

Reccer's Notes: Crowley gets orders from Hell to seduce Aziraphale, and Crowley can't really bring himself to try, despite some half-hearted attempts. That's the first half of the fic, the second half is the two of them after the almost apocalypse, and it's very sweet, even if Crowley's brain stops functioning a few times.

Fanwork Links: AO3

dolorosa_12

Matthias and I got back from London about an hour ago. We had a great time, but the Saturday portion of the trip was beset by an almost comical calvacade of chaos. (It's worth noting that we planned everything over a month in advance, with military precision — National Rail website and Google Maps open, planning every event with ample time in mind.) In list form:

The restaurant where we were booked to eat on Saturday night sent Matthias an email at 6am on Saturday saying that 'due to circumstances beyond our control,' they were 'closing permanently' as of Saturday.

When we opened the National Rail website to check that our train was still running (something we had checked and confirmed, as trains on this line on weekends are not always a given due to various pieces of track work), it showed no trains going to London at all. After some trial and error entering different start and destination points, we realised we'd be able to go to Cambridge North, then get on a train going to London Liverpool Street, get off at Tottenham Hale, and get the Tube on to our original destination. But this was going to make us late to our first booked exhibition at the British Museum.

I tried to phone the British Museum to check if being late would be a problem, but their phone box office is only staffed Monday-Friday.

Every seat on the train filled up at Cambridge North, and by the time we got to Cambridge main station, which was packed with a scrum of people wanting to go to London, all available standing spaces were filled. At each new station, I could see the crowds of people (for whom this is normally a very uncrowded train in to London) visibly spotting how full the train was and their faces falling in horror. We got later and later as more and more passengers tried to Tetris their way in at each new station.

We ran through the Tube, then found our way partly blocked by the weekly protest about Gaza, which I'd forgotten always started around Russell Square.

The British Museum had massive snaking queues to get through security. (Our original itinerary had us arriving there about forty-five minutes early, with time to get through the queue, which we knew would be long on a Saturday, drop off our bags, and amble into the first exhibition.) By the time we made it in, dropped our bags and coats in the cloakroom, and got to the first exhibition, we were half an hour later than intended.

We then whipped our way through the two exhibitions at absolute breakneck speed, so that we wouldn't be late to our lunch reservation (where I had had to provide card details when booking, so I knew they would charge me if we didn't show up). Half an hour per exhibition wasn't really enough time, but I'm impressed we managed it at all!

Lunch and the next exhibition at the Tate Modern were both fine, and happened as planned (I was particularly pleased that we managed to walk from Bloomsbury to the Tate, make it inside before it started raining, and emerge about an hour and a half later to find the rain had moved on, just in time for us to walk for forty minutes to our hotel! I now return to the ongoing chaos:

I always have a list of restaurants lined up that I want to try, so when we got the email cancelling our previous reservation I had another one in the list. This one didn't take reservations at all, but said that if no tables were available, you could get a drink at their bar or give your number to waitstaff and they'd phone you when a table became free, but I had forgotten that a) this was a stupid thing to risk in Soho on a Saturday night and b) that this place had become massively overhyped on social media, so when we got there, there was a queue of about fifteen groups lining up outside the door — no chance even to get inside and get a drink as promised! — and it was about to start raining again.

Some very quick work with my remaining list of restaurants and I managed to snag a booking for a place at 6.30pm at a pasta restaurant I had wanted to try. The only problem — at that point it was 6.25pm, so we sprinted down the street in the rain, and made it there in time to take the reservation.

And then they accidentally gave my dinner to a woman at the table next to us, and her dinner to me! This was rectified in about fifteen minutes, but it was definitely the crowning glory in a day that was characterised by chaos from start to finish.

Sunday, in contrast, was calm and lovely — breakfast in a little cafe with views of the Thames, the Lee Miller exhibition at Tate Britain (spectacular — if you have the ability to be in London before it closes, go if you can), where we inevitably bumped into a former colleague of Matthias and her husband, lunch in a sort of upmarket food court a minute away from Liverpool Street Station, and then a much less crowded train ride home.

I'm glad we went, but that was a lot more everything than I had expected! And I still haven't managed to try the hyped viral Thai restaurant in Soho...

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Bridgerton Season 4A was fun!

I'm not big on the Cinderella vibe, as the other stories weren't fairy tale retellings, but I'm super happy that this season is finally Bi!Benedict's turn.

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Title/Link: A Kind of Rebirth
Fandom: Hey Arnold!
Character(s): Miriam Pataki, Helga Pataki, Olga Pataki
Rating: Teen and Up
Prompt: The Innocent
Summary: She wasn’t quite a whole new woman, but she was getting better.

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Day 1 - Fic - Hazbin Hotel - Emily & Molly

Happy February!

Halfway point - 50 icons

3SP ficlet: Just the Rain (any)

An ancient desire fulfilled!

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Highlander Sequel Fic

Day 1: Fic - Frankenstein 2025 - Elizabeth Harlander

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Miami Vice ficathon fills: Heroes, Geese, and Souls

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