badly_knitted: (Rose)
badly_knitted ([personal profile] badly_knitted) wrote2025-07-02 06:03 pm

BtVS Double Drabble: Faded Memory

 



Title: Faded Memory
Fandom: BtVS
Author: 
[personal profile] badly_knitted
Characters: Buffy, Angel.
Rating: PG
Written For: Challenge 456: Flower at 
[community profile] drabble_zone.
Spoilers/Setting: Years into the future.
Summary: Buffy loses another memento from her past.
Disclaimer: I don’t own BtVS, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
 


 
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badly_knitted ([personal profile] badly_knitted) wrote2025-07-02 05:50 pm

FAKE Double Drabble: Startled





Title: Startled
Fandom: FAKE
Author: 
[personal profile] badly_knitted
Characters: Dee, Ryo.
Rating: PG
Setting: After Like Like Love.
Summary: Dee nearly scares the life out of Ryo.
Written Using: The dw100 prompt ‘Jump’.
Disclaimer: I don’t own FAKE, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Sanami Matoh.
A/N: Double drabble.
 


 
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badly_knitted ([personal profile] badly_knitted) wrote2025-07-02 05:41 pm

Double Drabble: Insignificant

 


Title: Insignificant
Author: 
[personal profile] badly_knitted
Characters: Jack, Ianto.
Rating: PG
Written For: Challenge 872: History at 
[community profile] torchwood100.
Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Ianto wonders what Jack sees in him.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
 


 
badly_knitted: (Dee & Ryo black & white)
badly_knitted ([personal profile] badly_knitted) wrote2025-07-01 06:55 pm

FAKE Triple Drabble: Magnetism

 

Title: Magnetism
Fandom: FAKE
Author: 
[personal profile] badly_knitted
Characters: Ryo, Dee.
Rating: PG
Setting: Vol 7, Act 19.
Summary: Ryo has felt drawn to Dee from the day they met.
Written Using: The dw100 prompt ‘Magnet’.
Disclaimer: I don’t own FAKE, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Sanami Matoh.
A/N: Triple drabble.
 


 
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badly_knitted ([personal profile] badly_knitted) wrote2025-07-01 06:45 pm

Doctor Who Drabble: The Ideal Snack

 


Title: The Ideal Snack
Author: 
[personal profile] badly_knitted
Characters: Sarah Jane Smith, Fourth Doctor.
Rating: G
Written For: Challenge 936: ‘Jelly Babies’ at 
[community profile] dw100.
Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: What is it about Jelly Babies?
Disclaimer: I don’t own Doctor Who, or the characters.
 


 
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badly_knitted ([personal profile] badly_knitted) wrote2025-07-01 06:37 pm

Double Drabble: Historical Visit

 


Title: Historical Visit
Author: 
[personal profile] badly_knitted
Characters: Jack, Ianto, the Doctor.
Rating: PG
Written For: Challenge 872: History at 
[community profile] torchwood100.
Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: The Doctor has offered to take Ianto and Jack on a trip into history, but where to choose?
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
 


 
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opal trelore ([personal profile] used_songs) wrote2025-07-01 07:59 am
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Sunshine Revival: Challenge #1

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Challenge #1

  • Journaling Prompt: Light up your journal with activity this month. Talk about your goals for July or for the second half of 2025.
  • Creative Prompt: Shine a light on your own creativity. Create anything you want (an image, an icon, a story, a poem, or a craft) and share it with your community.
Goals for July:
  • I read 5 books in June so I would like to match that (at least).
  • I want to have a get-together/game night at my house in July.
  • I want to feel more ready for starting my new job in August (ie. have more ideas for lessons and activities).
  • I would like to stay in [community profile] therealljidol , but even if I get cut I would like to continue to do some creative writing each week.
With the events in the world and in this forsaken country (and, hell, even my own crappy state) being so overbearing and despair-inducing, I want to keep the energy to reach out to friends, to work toward the future, and to read and write. Everything feels so hopeless and like things are ending, so I want to do things that are actively reaching for a positive future.



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badly_knitted ([personal profile] badly_knitted) wrote2025-06-30 06:39 pm

BtVS Fic: Infected

 


Title: Infected
Fandom: BtVS
Author: 
[personal profile] badly_knitted
Characters: Buffy, Giles, Scoobies, Angel.
Rating: PG
Word Count: 1112
Spoilers: Earshot.
Summary: Slaying a demon leaves Buffy with an exciting new power that ends up being more of a curse.
Written For: Prompt 180 – Eavesdropping at 
[community profile] fandomweekly.
Disclaimer: I don’t own BTVS, or the characters.
 
 


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badly_knitted ([personal profile] badly_knitted) wrote2025-06-30 06:31 pm

Ficlet: Another Fine Mess

 


Title: Another Fine Mess
Author: 
[personal profile] badly_knitted
Characters: Ianto, Jack, Team.
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 667
Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Ianto hadn’t been gone long, but the team had still managed to cause chaos.
Written For: 
[personal profile] templefugate’s prompt ‘Any, any, “You've gotta be kidding me!”’, at [community profile] threesentenceficathon.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
 
 


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badly_knitted ([personal profile] badly_knitted) wrote2025-06-29 06:41 pm

Stargate SG-1 Triple Drabble: Imposing

 


Title: Imposing
Fandom: Stargate SG-1
Author: 
[personal profile] badly_knitted
Characters: Jack O’Neill, Daniel Jackson, SG-1.
Rating: PG
Spoilers/Setting: Nada.
Summary: Ancient ruins are always impressive in their way, but this one is a bit overwhelming
Written For: Challenge 472: Sign at 
[community profile] fan_flashworks.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Stargate SG-1, or the characters.
A/N: Triple drabble.
 


 
badly_knitted: (Dee & Ryo black & white)
badly_knitted ([personal profile] badly_knitted) wrote2025-06-29 06:28 pm

FAKE Double Drabble: Unplanned Purchase

 


Title: Unplanned Purchase
Fandom: FAKE
Author: 
[personal profile] badly_knitted
Characters: Dee.
Rating: G
Written For: Challenge 456: Flower at 
[community profile] drabble_zone.
Setting: Nada.                                                                
Summary: Dee never buys flowers for himself. Right?
Disclaimer: I don’t own FAKE, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Sanami Matoh.
A/N: Double drabble.
 
 


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badly_knitted ([personal profile] badly_knitted) wrote2025-06-29 05:42 pm

Double Drabble: Emergency Treatment

 


Title: Emergency Treatment
Author: 
[personal profile] badly_knitted
Characters: Ianto, Jack.
Rating: PG
Written For: Challenge 871: Gasp at 
[community profile] torchwood100.
Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Poor Ianto isn’t having a good day.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
 


 
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opal trelore ([personal profile] used_songs) wrote2025-06-29 07:39 am
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Magpie Murders

This book was recommended to me by a former colleague who loves mysteries. She was reading the author's newest book, but she said this was the book to start with since I had never read anything by Anthony Horowitz.

I thought about quitting for the entire first half of the book, tbh, but I trust her so I kept going. It was such a pastiche - Poirot meets any number of imitators, set in the post-war time period but with few period details and even fewer period attitudes. It really just had old tech/no modern tech to set in it the post-war era. Having read Lavender House recently, which is set a few years later, it didn't hit the mark when it came to implying the setting.

ExpandA bit of a spoiler )

I'm much more invested in it now. I do think it was a risk to take 213 pages to get to this point, but I am curious to find out what the hell is going on. It remains to be seen whether I will pick up any other books by Horowitz. Regardless, I will definitely finish it now (probably tonight) and we will see if it was worth it!
badly_knitted: (BSP 5 - Dee & Ryo)
badly_knitted ([personal profile] badly_knitted) wrote2025-06-28 06:34 pm

FAKE Double Drabble: Whisper

 


Title: Whisper
Fandom: FAKE
Author: 
[personal profile] badly_knitted
Characters: Ryo, Dee.
Rating: PG-15
Setting: After the manga.
Summary: Ryo loves it when Dee whispers in his ear.
Written Using: The tw100 prompt ‘Whisper’.
Disclaimer: I don’t own FAKE, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Sanami Matoh.
A/N: Double drabble.
 


 
badly_knitted: (Eleven & TARDIS)
badly_knitted ([personal profile] badly_knitted) wrote2025-06-28 06:21 pm

Doctor Who Drabble: Too Noisy

 


Title: Too Noisy
Author: 
[personal profile] badly_knitted
Characters: Amy Pond, Rory Williams, Eleventh Doctor.
Rating: G
Written For: Challenge 935: ‘Commercial’ at 
[community profile] dw100.
Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Some planets are just too noisy for comfort.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Doctor Who, or the characters.
 
 


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badly_knitted ([personal profile] badly_knitted) wrote2025-06-28 06:11 pm

Double Drabble: Something Wonderful

 


Title: Something Wonderful
Author: 
[personal profile] badly_knitted
Characters: Team Torchwood.
Rating: PG
Written For: Challenge 871: Gasp at 
[community profile] torchwood100.
Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Every so often, the Torchwood team gets to see something wonderful.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
 
 


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opal trelore ([personal profile] used_songs) wrote2025-06-28 09:20 am
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LJ Idol Prompt #2: If it's any consolation

On the Consolation of Philosophy

O þou gouernour gouernyng alle þinges by certeyne ende. why refusest þou oonly to gouerne þe werkes of men by dewe manere. Whi suffrest þou þat slidyng fortune turneþ to grete vtter chaungynges of þinges. so þat anoious peyne þat scholde duelly punisshe felouns punissitȝ innocentȝ. And folk of wikkede maneres sitten in heiȝe chaiers. and anoienge folk treden and þat vnryȝtfully in þe nekkes of holy men.

“Hurry up! Wheel is on!” my grandmother shouts, urging me to turn the TV on and angle it so she can see it from her seat at the kitchen table. That’s the table we end up selling in the estate sale after she dies because everyone already has a kitchen table and no one has room for more furniture.

The theme music has already started as the TV snaps on, the picture slightly cloudy, like light through a veil, and the sound way too loud.

“-and Vanna White!” the host proclaims as the blonde woman in the near background waves.

“I’ve got a good feeling about the show today, Pat,” she says with a broad wink and a trained smile. He laughs and shakes his head.

“Well, we did have a big winner just the other day, but that doesn’t mean the wheel of fortune won’t hit again today for one of our contestants,” Sajak replies with a wry grin.

“What’s the trick, Pat?” a player asks.

“To stay in control of the wheel.” Pat looks at the camera. Perhaps he means to be ironic, but you can see the desperation in his eyes, a trapped creature beating against the screen that holds him.

“And don’t forget you need to be lucky,” Vanna adds. “O Fortuna velut luna statu variabilis, semper crescis aut decrescis; vita detestabilis nunc obdurat et tunc curat ludo mentis aciem, egestatem, potestatem dissolvit ut glaciem.”

Pat Sajak looks startled for an instant now, like the flash of a bird leaping from ground to sky, but he recovers quickly, laughing and saying, “I have a feeling someone will have powerful luck today!”

The parking lot was full of signs. Hopes. We stood in line, we went inside, we showed our voter registration cards and picture ID, we received instructions, we walked separately to the black boxes on fragile legs (theirs and ours), we touched the screens with the eraser tips of the pencils they gave us, we voted, we confirmed, we printed the ballot, we fed it into the other black box. We got a sticker. Even then, though, I knew. And I thought of quitting.

I used the touchscreen on the black box to register my vote. Let the computer count it. Why not place my trust in machines when people are so untrustworthy?

And Vanna touches the lighted rectangles and the initial letter appears. “T.” She claps and smiles. That’s not the letter I said when the wheel stopped spinning, but everyone acts as though it is. Pat Sajak grasps a card tightly and frowns.

“I thought she said K,” my grandmother says.

“I did,” I complain. “I did say K.” Onscreen the player mutters something under her breath and the camera pans away quickly, reality tucked away on the outskirts and hidden from view.

We watched the returns with hope and dread. Even then I knew because I know how luck turns, how unfair life is, how your dreams get stepped on, how there is no security – only chaos and despair.

We have been climbing up the wheel for so long, slipping in grease and sweat and blood, and in an instant we are swept down again. Centuries of striving undone in one election cycle. After a while, it becomes difficult to keep restarting. It feels futile, and, in a way, it is. This is the consolation of philosophy, but it’s an impossible way to live. Me, obsessively checking for your location, because now I have to worry you will be abducted by ICE while you are on your morning run or when you take your mom, a naturalized citizen, to the store.

Me comforting parents who have endured so much and now may not outlast this, who live in fear instead of safety.

I thought it was the smell of my grandmother’s house, but it turns out it was the smell of dust. Now my parents’ house smells the same. We are nothing. We are going to be ground up by history. But we are important to ourselves.

I would like to buy an A.

“Three A’s!” Pat exults and Vanna turns over a U.

And I am so angry.

“Would you like to solve the puzzle?” Pat asks and Vanna looks eagerly at the camera, her hands frozen in mid-air, ready to clap.

The puzzle, of course, is how we are so stupid and angry and mean and heartless and gullible. How we are so bad, so nasty and brutish. So cold. My grandmother tries to sound out the phrase as the picture goes out of focus. “’Sors i_ _ _ nis et in_ nis, rot_ tu vo_ ubi_ is, st_ tus _ _ _us, v_n_ s_ _ us se_ per disso_ ubi_ is.’ I don’t know what it is yet. Do you?” she asks me. Onscreen Vanna seems to shrug. 

I do. The chyron on the bottom of the screen speaks of tyranny. Philosophy looks at me from her seat at the table and says, “This world of ours—thinkest thou it is governed haphazard and fortuitously, or believest thou that there is in it any rational guidance?” She might be mocking me, but I think it's just that she does not care.

My grandmother, long gone, so far away that I can barely remember her voice, sighs and says from the corner, “We make up these philosophies and these religions to make ourselves feel better about the inescapable unfairness and randomness of life. The truth is, we are only important to ourselves. That’s life, riding high in April, shot down in May. The truth is the wheel of fortune.” I turn to ask a question, but she is irrevocable.

I guess the dead would know how cold the comfort really is. 

She lived through her own interesting times – two world wars, the Great Depression, Spanish Flu – people struck down by the indifference of God or Fortune or their fellow humans. I guess she would know. And now she knows that none of it ultimately matters.

But it matters.

The words on the puzzle have lasted longer than you and will be here long after you are dust. Even when they burn all of the books, the words will still be there. Even when there is no one to read them. I used to believe in societal progress. Now I know better. We are just fragile birds, flying through the longhouse, enjoying the light and warmth and grabbing the comfort we can from the shadows, until we go back out into the cold dead flat darkness unleavened by any stars.

“I’d like to buy a vowel,” I say frantically.

“Is it a U?” Pat asks, his eyebrows drawing down in an expression of cruelty. I lean back, the wheel ticking endlessly. 

“No!” I cry, unheard, from deep within a room that no longer exists. My grandmother’s little dog inches closer to the forbidden space heater and looks back at us and smiles. Dust.

My grandmother snorts. “She wasted her money, There are no other vowels.” The contestant turns away disappointed. She solved the puzzle, she won the money, but she walks away empty handed because the wheel turned.

"Sors immanis et inanis, rota tu volubilis, status malus, vana salus semper dissolubilis, obumbrata et velata michi quoque niteris," Philosophy sings from the corner, mocking my hopes.

It doesn’t matter. The wheel turns. It doesn’t matter. It does matter.
badly_knitted: (Dee & Ryo black & white)
badly_knitted ([personal profile] badly_knitted) wrote2025-06-27 07:13 pm

FAKE Ficlet: Sharing Is Caring

 


Title: Sharing Is Caring
Fandom: FAKE
Author: 
[personal profile] badly_knitted
Characters: Dee, Ryo.
Rating: PG
Word Count: 503
Setting: After the manga.
Summary: Dee has always been a bit possessive when it comes to his belongings, but he doesn’t mind sharing with Ryo.
Written For: 
[personal profile] ravenlilyrose’s prompt ‘any, any, sharing drinks and/or plates of food,’ at [community profile] threesentenceficathon.
Disclaimer: I don’t own FAKE, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Sanami Matoh.
 


 

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badly_knitted ([personal profile] badly_knitted) wrote2025-06-27 07:05 pm

Ficlet: Tired




Title: Tired
Author: 
[personal profile] badly_knitted
Characters: Ianto, Jack.
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 576
Spoilers: Exit Wounds.
Summary: Working for Torchwood has never been an easy job, but now it seems impossible.
Written For: 
[personal profile] toomanyghosts’ prompt ‘any ; any ; i'm just so fucking tired,’ at [community profile] threesentenceficathon.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
 


 
ExpandTired... )
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badly_knitted ([personal profile] badly_knitted) wrote2025-06-26 06:27 pm

B5 Ficlet: Doing It Right

 


Title: Doing It Right
Fandom: Babylon 5
Author: 
[personal profile] badly_knitted
Characters: Jeffrey Sinclair, Catherine Sakai.
Rating: PG
Word Count: 584
Spoilers/Setting: Chrysalis.
Summary: It’s about time Sinclair stopped practising his proposal and got on with it.
Content Notes: None needed.
Written For: Challenge 449: Rehearsal at 
[community profile] fan_flashworks.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Babylon 5, or the characters. They belong to J. Michael Straczynski.