Project Hail Mary icons!
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elian_panatomicpublishingI made a couple of Ryland Grace icons for ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
fandom_empire! I had a lot of fun making these :)
Project Hail Mary was so good. I watched it with a friend, and then listened to the audiobook at his recommendation. I'm going to try and catch it in cinemas once more, but it's school holidays here and I don't do fantastically with crowds so we'll see how it goes.
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Project Hail Mary was so good. I watched it with a friend, and then listened to the audiobook at his recommendation. I'm going to try and catch it in cinemas once more, but it's school holidays here and I don't do fantastically with crowds so we'll see how it goes.
The Chain of Acheron fic
6/4/26 20:38elian_panatomicpublishingI posted a Chain of Acheron fic for fandom_empire!
bravest face [G, 313 words]
I thought it might be the first fic in the tag, but it's actually the second... But it's still the first with canon characters! The Chain is probably one of my favourite D&D actual play shows (is that what they're called?), I was so sad when it was discontinued. I re-listen to it all the time.
fandom_empire! bravest face [G, 313 words]
Nails wakes up weak, tired, and with silver eyes.
Or, the beginning of the end.
I thought it might be the first fic in the tag, but it's actually the second... But it's still the first with canon characters! The Chain is probably one of my favourite D&D actual play shows (is that what they're called?), I was so sad when it was discontinued. I re-listen to it all the time.
fandom 5k '26
5/4/26 16:55qweermonkeydear fandom5k creator,
i absolutely adore these fandoms, and i'll definitely go crazy for whatever you make me! treats of any medium are very welcome :3
i expand on my likes and DNWs in my master letter, which also contains details on all fandoms that i've requested from other exchanges — that's there if you're curious, but only the beginning section is important if not! below the cut are prompts for my requests for this exchange! i've also listed some headcanons for each character — these are ideas i like but don't except you to adhere to!
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i absolutely adore these fandoms, and i'll definitely go crazy for whatever you make me! treats of any medium are very welcome :3
i expand on my likes and DNWs in my master letter, which also contains details on all fandoms that i've requested from other exchanges — that's there if you're curious, but only the beginning section is important if not! below the cut are prompts for my requests for this exchange! i've also listed some headcanons for each character — these are ideas i like but don't except you to adhere to!
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My heart rate is in the damn stratosphere.
1/4/26 13:49gremdarkToday I woke up at 6:45, gobbled a yogurt cup while I was getting dressed, and rushed off to teach elementary PE across town. By the end of the first period, I'd sweat through my dress shirt. I was glad I wore something breathable. The kids were fun, but I did strain my voice a little making myself heard across the basketball court. Used my ICE whistle for the first time getting them to line up. Now I know how to project with it, which is nice. My roommate brought a handful of them back from a local org meeting a couple months ago. They're tiny 3D printed things, but they make a loud noise and we all have one now.
ICE has a presence in my city, but they aren't often sighted in the neighborhood where I live right now. We're in the shadow of the local med school. Still, we live at a fairly busy four-way intersection, so we keep watch and look out for folks. Lately I've had to film cops from my stoop a couple of times. The local lads are real dicks.
After work, I was busy for another hour calling, texting, and emailing our current and future landlords. Both of them are personable, friendly sorts, but handling household finances is always stressful. My fiance's mother is tentatively interested in moving into our current house once we vacate it, so I made virtual introductions and talked her up. I also chatted on the phone with our future landlord, an aging gay widower who has lived on the same street downtown for decades.
Future landlord is buddies with my fiance's mother, which is how we found out about the property. It's a few doors down from his house, and on the tour he was telling us the names of every person who lives within a block of the place. The immediate next door neighbors, according to him, are "wonderful dykes." I DO like the man. He's an absolute champion complainer.
With the property stuff sorted, I sat down for lunch with the cat and got to work grey rocking my way into getting the storeroom key from my fiance's mom's abusive ex-wife. She's absolutely miserable to communicate with, even over text. She's less hostile towards me than she is towards her former family, so I took one for the team. Ex-wife has been refusing to let my fiance's mom get her things out of the shared storage room they pay for. It has been more than six months of back and forth. Finally ex-wife agreed that I can pick up the key today at 5:00 on the dot. I must return it on Friday, before 5:00. There are stipulations. I don't mind telling you that by the end of the exchange I was physically shaking with rage/frustration/familial protectiveness/remembrance of times people have treated me this way. I'm glad I was able to do this so my fiance didn't have to try, but what a fucking nightmare.
At any rate, fiance's mom, fiance, his brother's girlfriend, and I are going to descend on the storeroom tonight and get all her things. We assume this is the last chance.
How's everyone else? I hope your day is less stressful than mine.
ICE has a presence in my city, but they aren't often sighted in the neighborhood where I live right now. We're in the shadow of the local med school. Still, we live at a fairly busy four-way intersection, so we keep watch and look out for folks. Lately I've had to film cops from my stoop a couple of times. The local lads are real dicks.
After work, I was busy for another hour calling, texting, and emailing our current and future landlords. Both of them are personable, friendly sorts, but handling household finances is always stressful. My fiance's mother is tentatively interested in moving into our current house once we vacate it, so I made virtual introductions and talked her up. I also chatted on the phone with our future landlord, an aging gay widower who has lived on the same street downtown for decades.
Future landlord is buddies with my fiance's mother, which is how we found out about the property. It's a few doors down from his house, and on the tour he was telling us the names of every person who lives within a block of the place. The immediate next door neighbors, according to him, are "wonderful dykes." I DO like the man. He's an absolute champion complainer.
With the property stuff sorted, I sat down for lunch with the cat and got to work grey rocking my way into getting the storeroom key from my fiance's mom's abusive ex-wife. She's absolutely miserable to communicate with, even over text. She's less hostile towards me than she is towards her former family, so I took one for the team. Ex-wife has been refusing to let my fiance's mom get her things out of the shared storage room they pay for. It has been more than six months of back and forth. Finally ex-wife agreed that I can pick up the key today at 5:00 on the dot. I must return it on Friday, before 5:00. There are stipulations. I don't mind telling you that by the end of the exchange I was physically shaking with rage/frustration/familial protectiveness/remembrance of times people have treated me this way. I'm glad I was able to do this so my fiance didn't have to try, but what a fucking nightmare.
At any rate, fiance's mom, fiance, his brother's girlfriend, and I are going to descend on the storeroom tonight and get all her things. We assume this is the last chance.
How's everyone else? I hope your day is less stressful than mine.
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1/4/26 18:39wolffylunaI'm not dead!
Things have been... busy. My life is at least less on fire than last time I updated (though I did have a day that featured both [REDACTED FOR GROSS] and me managing to glue wood to my phone screen. So.)
But mostly I have been busy doing Minecraft Youtube Battleship! I had a lot of fun and may have made. Too many things. Like, an amount of things that may have a visible affect on my ao3 statistic 0.0.
I'm also preparing with my mother to go to a local music and arts event and busk Wuji. Despite my mother being a literal professional musician, it looks like, terrifyingly, I'm going to be the one playing the melody. I will walk the single plank bridge into the night sounding like we know what we are doing.
And after that I am planning to be Well Behaved and sort out the Pile of Original Writing that I'm underneath. Maybe even sort out getting a short story into a paying market.
More Fandom_Empire Fills
30/3/26 20:02elian_panatomicpublishingI've been a bit lax crossposting my fandom_empire fills, so here are the last couple of weeks. Couple of icons, couple of fics.
Icons:
Fics:
(I only posted one of these on Ao3. I'll probably clean up the other two and post them at some point, but for now I'll just leave them here.)
Middle Ground [Zeroes/Star Trek fusion, G, 316 words]
Thibault is half convinced that Ethan has some kind of hitherto undiscovered anxiety disorder, and half aware that he's poorly hiding something.
( Keep Reading )
First Timer [Heated Rivalry, E, 1560 words]
(warnings: dub-con, comphet, implied sexual assault/grooming)
The first time Shane kisses a girl, the thing he notices most is the wispy hair brushing against his lips.
( Keep Reading )
love me different [Project Hail Mary, E, 1517 words]
(warnings: compulsory sexuality, dub-con)
Grace met Mark when he working on his PhD. He was a few years older, but had returned to school for a Masters in Science Communication — he just got sick of lab work, he'd tell people with a laugh, missed talking to real people. Mark loved to talk, that was one of the things that drew the two of them together; their inability to shut up about science. Grace didn't date much, and his last few relationships had fallen apart over the sex thing, which Grace knew was an issue, but couldn't really do anything about.
(Keep Reading on Ao3)
fandom_empire fills, so here are the last couple of weeks. Couple of icons, couple of fics.Icons:
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(I only posted one of these on Ao3. I'll probably clean up the other two and post them at some point, but for now I'll just leave them here.)
Middle Ground [Zeroes/Star Trek fusion, G, 316 words]
Thibault is half convinced that Ethan has some kind of hitherto undiscovered anxiety disorder, and half aware that he's poorly hiding something.
( Keep Reading )
First Timer [Heated Rivalry, E, 1560 words]
(warnings: dub-con, comphet, implied sexual assault/grooming)
The first time Shane kisses a girl, the thing he notices most is the wispy hair brushing against his lips.
( Keep Reading )
love me different [Project Hail Mary, E, 1517 words]
(warnings: compulsory sexuality, dub-con)
Grace met Mark when he working on his PhD. He was a few years older, but had returned to school for a Masters in Science Communication — he just got sick of lab work, he'd tell people with a laugh, missed talking to real people. Mark loved to talk, that was one of the things that drew the two of them together; their inability to shut up about science. Grace didn't date much, and his last few relationships had fallen apart over the sex thing, which Grace knew was an issue, but couldn't really do anything about.
(Keep Reading on Ao3)
More Original Fic
30/3/26 15:58elian_panatomicpublishingI wrote four more original works for fandom_empire! All exactly 333 words.
Still Dreaming (sequel to Doctoral Dreaming)
[warning: surgery]
The second dream was the same as the first, with a new patient on the table.
( Keep Reading )
Are You Listening?
[warning: death of parent, corpses]
The world has been ending since you first became sentient — later than your sister, whose first memory is of the two of you in your cot — since that day when you were five and you were struck with the sudden knowledge that you existed.
( Keep Reading )
Displacement
The sun rose over the fields of Mary's little farm like it did every morning, with a long metallic whir as the shades fell from the reinforced glass sky.
( Keep Reading )
Broadcasts, Unheard (sequel to Are You Listening?)
You sold your soul for a pack of gum, three weeks and four states over.
( Keep Reading )
fandom_empire! All exactly 333 words.Still Dreaming (sequel to Doctoral Dreaming)
[warning: surgery]
The second dream was the same as the first, with a new patient on the table.
( Keep Reading )
Are You Listening?
[warning: death of parent, corpses]
The world has been ending since you first became sentient — later than your sister, whose first memory is of the two of you in your cot — since that day when you were five and you were struck with the sudden knowledge that you existed.
( Keep Reading )
Displacement
The sun rose over the fields of Mary's little farm like it did every morning, with a long metallic whir as the shades fell from the reinforced glass sky.
( Keep Reading )
Broadcasts, Unheard (sequel to Are You Listening?)
You sold your soul for a pack of gum, three weeks and four states over.
( Keep Reading )