Just for shits and giggles, I'm gonna give the smut 69 table a crack. My victim is Stella Bonasera, in whatever incarnation I damn well please! No promises, but I figure it can't hurt, eh?

1.	Moan	2.	Writhe	3.	Satin	4.	Lube	5.	Ring
6.	Restraints	7.	Feather	8.	Leather	9.	Massage	10.	Candle Wax
11.	Ice	12.	Oil	13.	Thrust	14.	Breast	15.	Throat
16.	Taut	17.	Supple	18.	Strained	19.	Whisper	20.	Lick
21.	Kiss	22.	Blindfold	23.	Handcuffs	24.	"Toys"	25.	Orgy
26.	Corset	27.	Scent	28.	Dominant	29.	Submissive	30.	Kinky
31.	Erection	32.	Champagne	33.	Cuddle	34.	Foreplay	35.	Intercourse
36.	Afterglow	37.	Cherries	38.	Fingers	39.	Suckle	40.	Virgins
41.	Sluts	42.	Relationships	43.	Talking Dirty	44.	Sweet Nothings	45.	Proposition
46.	Bottom	47.	Top	48.	Cunning	49.	Heart	50.	Heated
51.	Lips	52.	Role Play	53.	Threesome	54.	Self-Love	55.	Voyeur
56.	Cyber	57.	Phone Encounter	58.	Strangers	59.	Best Friends	60.	Enemies
61.	Slick	62.	Wet	63.	Deep	64.	Dirty	65.	Bad
66.	Wrong	67.	Writer's Choice	68.	Writer's Choice	69.	Writer's Choice

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AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

How the HELL do I have such a painful blister of a massive continuity error in a story i wrote YEARS ago?!?!??? It's not FAIR! My timeline is off by an entire YEAR on a major plotpoint.

**cries in a pathetic little ball of woe**

Watchin' a bio on the rapper/dance music mogul, Pitbull, (who I love) and a thought just occurred to me. There's nary a successful artist out there who doesn't thank a parent who always believed in them. Makes you wonder what would happen if no parent ever pooh-poohed a dream of an artist sort, never said, 'you'll never be successful at that, get a real job', never made a child doubt that delicate music that leads to glorious creativity. Just a thought...

Hey guys, I know not much goes on here, but I thought I'd beg anyway. I've written (almost completed) a massive sequel to the My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic love story (don't judge me, the show is AWESOME. Even if it has a stupid name) and it needs some eyes on it. Some knowledge of character will help, but as long as your brain is fairly elastic, you can muddy through. The first part is at: http://archiveofourown.org/works/270170

Thanks!

gacked from [personal profile] telesilla

First TV show I had self-insertion fantasies about: Oddly, I never inserted myself, though I had my share of 'Mary Sues' as a teen. Even my dreams are very rarely first person POV.

First fandom in which I interacted (online and in person) with other fans:
Xena. I came into the internet a bit late, but hit the ground running!

Pairing in the first slash fanfiction I read:
Hmmmm.... That might be Xena as well. I got out of the closet a bit late, so my reading/writing interests reflected that.

First RPS I read:
I found that RPS makes me very uncomfortable, so I don't really remember.

First fanfiction I read that made me think, YES, this is exactly the kind of fanfiction I'd like to write...
Some of the bigger names in the Xena fandom showed me that fanfic could be talented and creative. The only two I dredge up from my brain are Missy Good and dAx, the later of which I had the pleasure of knowing in real life. And yes, it was a pleasure, despite how it ended. But it was Stargate SG1 that really awoke what I could aspire to. I met Ariestess there and the talented Trancer (still a favorite).

First fanfiction I read that made me think, YES, this is exactly the kind of fanfiction I'd like to write, really well-written, and also funny...
Oh, my crappy memory kills me with details like this. Sorry.

Pairing in the first fanfiction I wrote:
My first fic was based in this terrible old BBC series called The Tomorrow People. I had such a crush on Carol. What scares me is that I still may have the thing in a crate somewhere...

First FPS OTP:
FPS? I can't decipher that acronym, but I'll take a wild guess. I was a Han and Leia fan from The Empire Strikes Back, and then Bev/Riker on Star Trek TNG. When femslash caught up with me (I didn't avoid it on purpose, really! Just clueless, that's all.) I was caught up in Xena and Gabby.

First RPS OTP:
I don't do RPS...

First fandom I wrote in that made me sweat bullets in fear I would fuck it up:
Before SG1, I don't believe I was really any good. Oh, the raw talent was always there, I come from a long line of stifled, crazy artists, but I just didn't 'get it' until SG1. Before then, I was only okay. Then I met Sam and Janet and of course, Ariestess!

First fanfiction writer I collaborated with:
Did I even do that before Ariestess? Well, she was the first one I actually shared writing tasks with. Before then, I created ideas with gaming buddies of mine that helped me with ideas. How I miss some of them...

First fanvid I saw that made me think WHAT IS THIS SORCERY!
Hmmmm. This too is probably Xena. Though I think it was CSI Sara/Sofia that started coming up with the really good stuff. Technology and all that!

First fannish friend I met in person:
dAx. Well, she is the first memorable one anyway. Those were good times!

It has been pointed out that I have been around little for a long time. So, my partner, Ariestess, recently put up a mess of questions from her friends that I will now happily gack!

[personal profile] ariestess
gacked from [livejournal.com profile] marilavado AAAAAGES ago!

Your eye colour: Color-changing hazel. They can look blue or grey of even faintly greenish, but mostly that odd neutral color that doesn't stand out. But they're clear and expressive and isn't that what matters? :)

Nevermind hair colour: What are some other words to describe your hair? Ah, my one vanity. I didn't get my mother's gorgeous red hair, which I've always been bummed about. That said, my dad's hair is mine too, soft and dark. And I'm the lucky one to have gone a natural wave that gives it a lovely texture and will get downright curly when damp.

Are you taller, shorter, or average height? While Ariestess might be short, I am quite opposite at over 6'1. It's been a bone of contention my whole life, being so unusually tall, coupled with somewhat androgynous looks, VERY androgynous style, a deep voice and a very low dose of femininity. But, it has provided me with some real entertainment over the years and kept me from being ever physically bullied.

No one really cares to hear how much you weigh. How often do you feel self-conscious about your body? I don't care for my weight, particularly since it's pretty solidly due to inherent laziness. But, I've never been easy to motivate. EVER. A influential grownup from my very early childhood described having to coax/nearly force me to go play with the other kids. That always struck me as unusual.

Your birthday: is the time of year it takes place a season you love or hate? Late autumn/winter is a winner to me!

Your actual zodiac sign isn't important. Do you really believe in horoscopes? The roomie has a cool view on that. The fluctuating energies (magnetic, solar, electric etc) at time of conception/birth are malleable and even proveable, so why wouldn't they exert a subtle effect on us?

The number of years you've been on this planet is interesting, but what's more interesting: are you happy at this age? I think the strength of my emotions grow in intensity. The highs and lows are bigger and better.

We all know your sex right now. But do you really follow gender roles? No. And never really have. Yet, I don't think I'm a truly 'masculine' personality either. Though I suspect that would have fit me a little better. Even my mother can't argue that point.

Your favourite musician has been mentioned in every survey before this, I bet. But why don't you explain your connection to music and why it's so important to you? Picking a favorite is a toughie, but an artist needs to speak to my soul as well as my ears. And I am an opinionated pain in the butt about that too!

Most survey makers ask what your favourite movie is. But what they don't ask: why is it your favourite? There's so many... And the reasons why, huh? They range across a wide variety of moods, though most of them are lighter/funnier. I like my entertainment on the lighter side, what can I say? Humor is a delicate balance in particular. Some faves are Clue and Death to Smootchy. And I have always had a fascination with animation and even wish I had gotten into that business. So, Disney/Pixar flicks are always a winner. And old-school musicals and a decent cross-section of sci fi. Okay, I think I'm wandering off subject now. Heh...

Explain the ways in which you are extroverted and the ways in which you are introverted. If you are only extroverted or only introverted, explain how. Ariestess said it pretty succinctly, about it being contextual. Generally, I don't feel extroverted at all until I'm quite comfortable.

Surveys always give you a chance to talk about what's stressing you out. But what about what's not stressing you out? What is making you happy right now? Oooo! Lately, I have been drawing! Insert happy squeal here. I inherited a significant talent from my father that comes and goes like rain in the desert. Lately, it has been raining pretty hard. And, for the first time in pretty much my whole life, I get to be the favorite human to a feline companion who I adore with an abandon that scares me sometimes.

The book that you call your favourite: who is your favourite character in it, and why? Anything Anne McCaffery ever wrote. She had a grasp on character and world that clearly influenced how I write myself. She was inspirational. Specifically, her character of Menolly, who I still feel a marvelous connection to. A girl from a repressive society determined to squelch a gift that could and did change her world. Rather than be broken by that, she rose up to become influential and successful in ways that she never dreamed. What's not to love?

You don't even need to name your hometown here. Why don't you just describe it? The suburbs of Los Angeles of the 70s/80s were a strange place. Couple a smallish-town feel with a population of 150 thousand only a hourish from the second largest city in America. The mountain ranges and distance provided a cushioning effect that kept the smallish-town feel. But we also had access to all the benefits of a big city, like amusement parks and museums. I liked it.

What are you proud to say makes you the person you are? This can be accomplishments, likes and dislikes, the people in your life who have influenced you, etc. With my poor memory, questions like this are always hard on me. When I was a kid, my parents joined a terrific church that had a twofold effect on me. It taught me that organized religion is not my path and that there are some truly wonderful people out there. Various authors and artists have inspired my brain and soul and I had a teacher in high school that taught me what it was to be a decent, adult human being. And my beloved mother too. Heck, even my little sister has turned out to be a heck of a woman, just a late bloomer. I hope to catch up to her someday.

Are these always so emotionally draining? Whew...

Thank you for this Geek!

You are The Wheel of Fortune

Good fortune and happiness but sometimes a species of
intoxication with success

The Wheel of Fortune is all about big things, luck, change, fortune. Almost always good fortune. You are lucky in all things that you do and happy with the things that come to you. Be careful that success does not go to your head however. Sometimes luck can change.

What Tarot Card are You?
Take the Test to Find Out.

I was going through my backlog of LWM stories and decided to see what I could finish. This one has a very abrupt ending I'm not thrilled with, but considering how old this piece is, I'll take what I can get.

Oh, and I don't remember how to do cuts, so my apologies for the length of the post...

DESERT HEAT

++ Catherine ++

(7-22-02)

She is, as always, a magnificent figure. Lean and mean, she eyes the heavy bag, lashing out with heavily gloved fists to pound expertly at the giant sand bag. Being able to return to this primitive and fluid sport she loves has been good for Dace. That she's finally putting weight and muscle back on is a significant bonus.

Watching this lover and soulmate has not grown rote in our nearly seven months. I met her strong and whole, witnessed her broken and near-dead and I have watched her come back from her injuries. Nine days ago was the six month mark from Snake-Eyes attack. The white gold piercing Dace put in beneath both scar and eyebrow to mark the occasion is still raw.

"Hey, sexy," I purr as best I can, turning the hot blue eyes my way. Silently, Dace watches me strut over, her expression unreadable. She's been anxious and jumpy lately, but I understand the reasons why. In a month, we will go meet Jim Ellison and let nature take its course. Today, she'll be ovulating for a last time before getting pregnant and I'm sure that thought is weighing heavily on her mind.

Not to mention that Dace is one of those women that gets horny as hell when she's ovulating.

With that firsthand knowledge, I can reroute some of that jumpy energy to both of our benefits. A teasing finger drawn over the drum-tight skin over her sternum gets my lover's attention. "I kinda like you all sweaty like this," I drawl suggestively and the faint smirk warms both Dace's serious expression and her blue-flame eyes. They never leave me, tracking like a starved predator intent on a meal.

So I play her up, walking around her body, trailing that lone finger over her flesh and the damp sports bra. We have the entire house to ourselves, with Lindsey off in New York with her new Guide and Sara working overtime. No one will be moving around much in the ranch compound outside, not with the mid-summer Mohave heat beating down like an oven. Even through the air conditioning, it bleeds through, an entity in and of itself. It clings to Dace's sweat-slick skin, wicking away the moisture with its endless dry.

The tattoos on Dace's back are half-exposed, parts of her history written in the most permanent of inks. Still sensitive after all of these years, my touch on the marks makes Dace's breath stutter faintly.

My feral grin is not feigned.

I love being Dace's equal, but I cannot resist being a bossy lover sometimes. As impossibly well matched as we are, she compliments my style in everything. Standing passively, her heavily gloved hands resting on the heavy punching bag, Dace merely watches me silently. Often, there are no words between us, simply because they are unnecessary.

She smells warm and sweaty, having not exerted herself long enough to revert to her natural smell. It's a turn-on for me and I don't resist the urge to lean in and press a kiss between her shoulder blades. "Feels good to get so physical again, hmm?" I hum against her heated skin and earning a quiet grumble of affirmation. It's cute how quiet she is today, introspective and tense.

My hands sliding over Dace's waist and belly derail that introspection nicely, making her body respond. Since the cast came off in March and we could become true lovers in all senses of the word, we've gotten quite good at this sensual game.

The rip of Velcro pulls my attention from Dace's skin and I quickly order, "No, leave them on. I like you a little helpless."

Her amused snort makes me smile as I continue to seduce her primed body. Kisses over the planes and hollows of the narrow back brings the heat up from a simmer and towards a boil.

Soon, my lover will be changed fundamentally, this slender body ripe with child and all those attendant changes. In the meantime, she is still mine and I intend to take great advantage of that!

but if some things keep going in the direction they're going, it may be the end of some things we take for granted. The SOPA/PIPA/ACTA stuff going on is scary, both for what it will do to us and just how scary and overwhelming it is. So many of us rely so heavily on the internet now that I fear what will happen to us if these things go through. Boy, will I miss all of you...

So, I've done my first public tarot draws! Whoo hoo! It was fun and very interesting. There was a variety of draws, half inverted and half not. Mostly cups and pentacles (only one each of wands and swords) and half and half major and minor arcana. No duplicates, though I did get The Fool, followed by the Magician which amused me. And one recipient got The Hermit and the Nine of Pentacles, which the book says are interrelated! Some strong juju there. Some four-ish of the draws were really tough and I found it hard to stay on track, like I was fighting the magics. Another half dozen were super easy, strong and clear. When I first started, I'd say the first four or so drawings, I wasn't letting the experience happen. It's easy to fight a new experience. So I leaned back in my chair and took a few deep breaths and centered myself. It was much better after that. There's no doubt that I will do this again on the next Friday the thirteenth at the latest!