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May 7th, 2015

Because certain actors started calling Black Widow a slut in interviews. Oh my god I was so disappointed. The Chrises apologized later, at least, but then Jeremy Renner went and said it again and I - I just. STRANGLEHANDS.

So I ranted. And then I Storified the rant.

It's kind of funny how protective I feel of Natasha, really. I've never really experienced any of the shit that attractive women are subjected to - I got the "ugly girl" shit instead. But it's all two sides of the same coin in the end, isn't it? It's about treating women as commodities. I couldn't fight for myself back then, but I will tear a strip off someone for Natasha now.

March 11th, 2015

When ‘Boots lost her job last month, it was mostly a relief - her coworkers were horrible to her - but it also brought us into the domain of the Worry Wyvern. In order for the Powers that Be to approve my visa, we had to meet a financial requirement: namely, that she be employed six months at a salary meeting or exceeding a given threshhold. When we sent in our application, ‘Boots’s job meant we exceeded the threshhold by quite a comfortable margin. A month later, her income was zero, I’m not even allowed to look for jobs, and all was HOSHIT.

Mostly, we tried not to think about it while ‘Boots threw her resume at everything that moved. Aside from muttered confessions of “oh god what if-“ “oh god no” when we were both too tired to filter. I was haunted by visions of being shipped back to America in a small cardboard box with holes in the lid. …okay, not that last bit. But we were trying to enjoy our unexpected vacation together and leave the paperwork to fall where it may.

“We should call the Visa Guys and ask for advice,” ‘Boots suggested.

Haunted by visions of immediate deportation, I winced, “Maybe we should consult the UK Yankee forum first.” What if we called, they rejected our visa in light of this new info, but if we’d just sat tight it would have been fine? It’d be another six months before I’d be allowed to even apply again, and oh dear Primus what a nightmare that was the first time around. The plan became “call them only after Newjob has been secured”, and I very quietly held my breath.

A month later, ‘Boots gets offered a job - more than that, it’s a position they created just for her. Because she is fabulous. ^_^ I had gone croaky with illness by that point, so I sat by clinging to her hand while she called up the visa office and asked the fateful question.

“Here’s our situation, and I was just wondering… …oh, it won’t? And we don’t have to do anything? You have no idea what a relief that is!”

Cue the theatrical collapsing on our fainting couches.

“I wasn’t at all sure about this,” I told ‘Boots after, “but I’m really glad we called.” Just - you call someone up about government paperwork, where they’re not trying to sell you anything so they're not compelled to be nice, and they just - help? Just like that? What a novel concept!

I'm gonna like living here. ^_^

February 27th, 2015

I was bribed with cookies to post this, so you may all blame my partner.

Once upon a time, a tiny Roddy went to a civil partnership ceremony...Collapse )

January 20th, 2015

FIC: Dipolemacy, Chapter 1

Jumping back on the chapter-fic horse with this - serious attempt at a ridiculous premise. XD I've been working on it for a while, so let's see how this goes.

With Cybertron recovering from its long and destructive war, Rodimus Prime journeys to the Seeker-controlled city of New Vos in order to reclaim a part of himself long forgotten. But a dark secret and a fight over New Vos's future threatens to destroy everything Rodimus has worked so hard to build, and will push his skills both old and new to the limit. Politics is a dance, and in New Vos, dance can be deadly.

It didn't take long for the newly-minted Rodimus Prime to develop the instincts common to most officers, aided by having so recently being only a lowest-rank soldier... (Link to AO3)

January 13th, 2015

On a lighter note...

...for those of you who aren't on DW, I've written a couple more short things since landing on the Island. Lieutenant Buckethead (FFVII, pre-game, not CC compliant), and Close Encounters of the Sewer Kind (Avengers/TMNT crossover, takes place during The Winter Soldier.)

Both links go to AO3.

(Am working on a larger project, TF this time. Watch this space.)
“If only,” I keep hearing, whenever the subject of male entitlement or gun violence comes up. “If only some kind woman had given that poor boy a chance. If only she’d given me a chance to get into her panties. Then I wouldn’t have been so sad and lonely. Then he wouldn’t have shot six people. I feel for him. Poor guy.

This is the story of the time I gave a sad, lonely boy a chance.

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December 28th, 2014

When I wasn't looking...

...I seem to have gone through another round of friend attrition.

I'll deal. I always do. There were extenuating circumstances this time, kind of. Still, I think the annual boring holiday update is going to have to wait until I'm done wallowing in self-pity.

November 26th, 2014

Two links re: Ferguson.

Ferguson Legal Defense Fund: On Indiegogo.

Ferguson Municipal Public Library (providing vital services to protestors currently): Donation button here.

And that's all I'm gonna say.

November 18th, 2014

You know the scene in FF7 on the gondola? It's kind of like that. Takes place a little after The Return of Optimus Prime.

On AO3

...heh, maybe being in Englandia is good for my creativity. ^_^

November 7th, 2014

I'm settling in here. I'm learning to depend on a bike and the bus for my transportation, and I've started to learn the ways of hot water and radiators. (There was... an attempt at a bath yesterday. The less said about it the better.) So far the only real disappointments have been the things that don't work: my debit card*, and Pandora. I have yet to find a replacement music app that lets me create custom stations. I miss my Pandora stations, dammit. ;_;

It's not easy missing my 'Boots while she's at work, but it's wonderful to get to spend the evenings with her. And whole weekends. ........^_^

*They've transitioned to cards with chips in them over here; as I understand it, there's an unfortunate distrust of chip cards in America due to disproportionately-powerful paranoid God-botherers who think it's the Mark of the Beast or some such thing.

October 20th, 2014

Just signal-boosting this mini-essay.

Why G1 Arcee Still Matters

*points up* Why I love G1 Arcee above all others, and why I will never stop making female robot fancharacters.

October 9th, 2014

*dolphin noises*

Ladies and gentlemen and otherwise: after a comedy of errors, little sleep, a lot of panic and a really long wait, I am SLAGGING THRILLED to announce that I have my entry visa and 'Boots and I are finally setting a date!

That date, namely, being December 1st. If all goes well I'll be flying out at the end of this month. I'm excited, terrified, mostly relieved.

August 8th, 2014

OKAY. Lots of things have happened in the past month. Quick summary:

- Quit my job at the animal hospital. Everyone was very kind and claimed they were sad to see me go. I too experienced some flicker of emotion. ;)
- After a lot of runarounds, blank looks, misinformation and general bullshit, I have FINALLY got all my visa stuff done and am now just waiting for a decision. According to the government-run website, 75% of applications get processed within 1 month, and 95% get processed within 3 months. I'm... really hoping to be in the 75% here, seriously.
- Went to visit the extended family one last time before The Big Move. It was nice to see everybody (even the cousins, who are almost strangers to me), but the aunties have not, it seems, given up on their campaign to get me to join Facebook. Aaaagh.*

Jobless-me is falling back on old patterns of sloth. I'm trying to keep busy with gym time and various writing projects, but currently I've got my nose buried in Final Fantasy IX and may not come up for air anytime soon. (Kupo.)

*'But how will we keep in touch?' ...same way we always do, with the occasional email. Seriously, why does this only come up now that I'm moving?

May 29th, 2014

Not ADD. Just lots and lots of depression and anxiety. (Seriously I am on the 99th percentile on both, I don't know how that is. I know I'm a trainwreck, but I didn't think I was THAT much of a trainwreck.)

Recommendations: medications. And therapy. Again. I don't feel like it helped me all that much last time I was doing it, but maybe now that I have an anxiety diagnosis along with the depression....? I'm going to try again. It's not just me I have to think about anymore, you know?

(Took myself out to the mall afterwards 'cause I always feel raw after talking about all the shit that's wrong with me. Found Kingdom Hearts socks at Hot Topic. Kingdom Hearts socks, y'all. If that doesn't cheer me up nothing will.)

May 1st, 2014

*cough* *taps mic*

I'm engaged to (ij)deepbluesquee. I will be moving to Englandia to start our life together at the end of summer, and the actual paper-signing will happen in October.

Yes, I'm excited. And a little bit terrified. But this has been a long time coming. <333

That is all. Go about your business.


April 30th, 2014

My Star Wars VII Wishlist

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So, even my mom knows they announced the cast list for Star Wars Episode VII, so I figure you've all squeed/groaned over them (according to inclination) already. Me, I've never heard of any of the new guys, so I don't have any strong feelings. It did, however, get me thinking on what I'd like to see from the new movie in general. So, here I go, just in case anyone's listening. ;)

1. If there MUST be only one new female character (I know, I know, but Mako killed it all by herself in Pacific Rim, so you never know), make her the heart of the story. Don't give me yet another fantasy world that sits me down and tells me I only matter as eye candy. 'Cause I'm some slagging horrible eye candy. I'm the candy corn of eye candy.

2. Leia uses Force powers. And I mean does something amazing with them, not just makes something float or whatever. Doesn't have to be a battle-magic kind of thing, just - fulfill the promise Luke made when he told Leia "you'll learn to use it as I have."

3. Anakin's ghost still hanging around. Yeah, I know, I know, but imagine what a great perspective that would be for the good guys to have access to - like a Dark Side consultant. 'Cause you KNOW there's gonna be Sith Lords. Hell, imagine Anakin being a professor for the new crop of baby Jedi. :D

4. A sense of humor, dammit.

5. No bikinis. None. I do not want a whole new generation's worth of "but it's actually EMPOWERING!!!" No. We have had ONE harem outfit in this fandom, people, unless you're willing to stick one of the men in the slave garb this time I don't wanna hear it anymore.

6. Some decent worldbuilding. Sure, explosions are nice, but give me some nice chewy sociology in my sci-fi.

How 'bout y'all? Anything you're hoping to see? Any big NOPEs?

April 11th, 2014

I kind of really want to write post-movie Tangled fic wherein Rapunzel is basically a cheerful friendly Batman.

Think about it: this girl can do everything. She's an artistic polymath, she can throw darts and swing a mean frying pan, she's comfortable with magic (raised by a witch, remember, even if she doesn't have the Magic Hair anymore) and could probably easily learn to do some of her own, she has contacts in the underworld and the resources of a princess. And she is largely self-taught! Which means she is HELLA SMART, you guys. There is no limit to what she can accomplish.

...Except perhaps for the emotional fallout from being raised by an emotional abuser, with the added punch of learning that she kidnapped you as a baby and was only using you for your hair. Which is interesting in a completely different direction, though I'm not sure I could do it justice. XD I mean, weepy damsel she is not, but there is no way she is not a little fucked in the head from all that.

...which, I suppose, lends itself to the Batman thing. XD

April 2nd, 2014

I'm almost fascinated by the whole thing, as one would be fascinated by a train coming into the station far too fast and already on fire. I mean, just so many poor decisions, one after the other, it's almost awe-inspiring. The Shredder being played by a white guy*, the mangled backstory, the (ohgod) faces. How can so much Wrong be packed into one project?

You know who I feel the most sorry for? Megan Fox. After her involvement with the Transformers franchise and the inglorious exit therefrom (and don't think that throwaway 'Yeah, she was a bitch' line in DotM didn't make me want to strangle Bay and Shia with each other's intestines), here she is in the middle of another geek property that's going horribly wrong. Which means she's about to get hit with a whole new generation of angry fanboys typing out their screeds accusing her of somehow ruining their childhood with one hand while jerking off to her picture with the other. The poor girl.

I sincerely hope that her next geek/scifi project is with a competent development team. And when we get a Power Rangers movie in a few years (you KNOW it's coming), she should definitely play Red.

*They're not even trying anymore, are they? They know everyone's expecting to see a Japanese guy in the role. They know they're going to get blowback for this. The only possible reason for this choice is 'we're racist, and we think you are too.' Fuck you too, guys.

March 10th, 2014

My first time talking to a therapist in four-ish years went down a few days ago, and long story short, she couldn't figure out what's wrong with me. I told her why I suspected ADD, I told her my history with depression, and I guess some of the things I said pinged 'anxiety disorder' to her. So the purpose of the testing is to figure out what the root of it all is, which might wind up being one of several things or a combination thereof.

I'm actually kind of looking forward to it. I've never been tested before, my first therapist just said 'yep, sounds like depression, here's some pills' and I guess subsequent therapists just took their cue from that. I'm kind of curious about the whole process and what I'll find out about myself. Who knows, maybe I'll have some obscure and freakish brain chemical imbalance unknown to science. XD

(I have to admit I'm kind of married to the idea of ADD though. It really does seem to fit, looking back on my history, especially at school. There's a definite attraction to the idea that I could take a pill and become less useless. ...though I know it's not going to be that simple.)
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