Stolen from rroselavy . This one amuses me, because, while there were no videos per se so very long ago, there's a performance by him singing it. Very cool.

Duke of Earl, by Gene Chandler (what an awesome song):

Thanks to veronicacode  for posting the new link!

General observations:

I approve of the longer hair (of course I do >_> ). I approve of nekked Gojyo and Goku (well, who wouldn't!)

But man, those boys all need a cheeseburger or five. D:

From chomiji , who always seems to find interesting memes somehow!


( Where in the world is Avierra? )

I should have taken pictures-- it was so pretty-- but I was lame and didn't. We got about two feet, but a lot of it has compressed so there is about one foot on the ground now. We may get a White Christmas, but I see the forecast has changed again, so probably not.

( Read more... )

 

chomiji supplied me with 4 questions she wanted to know about me, to which I now answer. I had to think about the answers to some of them, so hence my tardiness, so apologies, Cho. I'd love to know more about y'all, so if you'd like to play, then...

 

• Leave me a comment saying "Resistance is Futile."
• I'll respond by asking you four questions so I can satisfy my curiosity
• Update your journal with the answers to the questions.
• Include this explanation in the post and offer to ask other people questions

( My questions and answers! )

I am in the mood to scan a doujinshi, and I was trying to decide what. But then I thought, who better to opine upon this important topic than my lovely flist. So I am doing a poll and leaving it up to you guys.

So with that in mind (and bearing in mind I am not putting the names in any particular order: these are just the characters in the doujinshi)

Poll #1477954 Doujinshi Characters
This poll is closed.
Open to: All, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 13

Who should be the subject of the doujinshi?

What kind of doujinshi should it be?

I have 10 codes to give away, if anyone wants one (PM me or use the email in my Profile).

There are a number of ways in which I find Dreamwidth to be much superior to Live Journal: I can post a 46 page fic on Dreamwidth and not have to break it up (although I am unsure of how the comments are set up). The journals are much more customizable. Reading filters are much more customizable. The developers and powers that be are much more interested in and responsive to their user database and care what they think, and actually implement suggestions they think are good. They ask for concrit and make use of it. They seem to be very much and honestly interested in encouraging the creativity of their users. The one thing that Dreamwidth doesn't have that LJ has is a large user base. I really hope that comes with time.

EDIT: a_mael points out that I forgot that DW has a tag system that is much more flexible and user friendly than LJ.

Title: The Butterfly Effect
Author: Avierra
Warning(s) : Language, AU, ~13,538 words, dubcon(ish), Rated R
Disclaimer : Saiyuki is not mine
Notes: My thanks, as always to freeradical9 for all her insights (and for forcibly stomping on my handwaving tendencies ;) ).
My offering for the Saiyuki Kink Meme. Prompt: AU - intrepid space cadet Gojyo is brought before evil alien warlord Hakkai. lots of tight bright shiny spandex, pls. I would love it if the Anon who came up with this prompt told me. It was great fun. :)
This cuts back to my Dreamwidth fic journal.


Gojyo was used to keeping his head down, and avoiding whatever local police force happened to be maintaining order. Something about him just seemed to set off law enforcement, and although he usually didn’t mind it too much if trouble found him, he didn’t go out of his way to seek it out, either. It wasn’t his fault that he was usually in one scrape or another.

( The rest of The Butterfly Effect )

I heart Vassalord so much. I have no idea what the hell is going on about 80% of the time (and I have a strong suspicion that Nanae Chrono-sensei doesn't either), but it is the awesomest, crackiest, sexiest non-yaoi BL EVAR.

This particular volume really drills down the Charley/Johnny relationship and examines it in fairly great detail. Oh yeah, and other exceptionally cool (and surprising) stuff happens as well.

This is the frontispiece in the new volume. It isn't in color in this particular tankoubon, but it has pretty boys in 18th century clothing (and Johnny being slutty, with his clothes half off (/gasp!), so I was unable to resist.

(I wish Tokyopop didn't print it so dark.  That is really annoying.)

It is all so very yummy. That is all.

I hope you are having a lovely day.

Author: Avierra
Rating : M
Warning(s) : language, AU, ~23,000 words
Disclaimer : I do not own Saiyuki, or the characters, or anything about it.
Notes: Many special thanks to freeradical9 for both beta-ing and brainstorming with me... not to mention reading and commenting on multiple versions of this fic.

Ragnarr and the Trow Wife, Part 1
Ragnarr and the Trow Wife, Part 2
Ragnarr and the Trow Wife, Part 3
Ragnarr and the Trow Wife, Part 4
Ragnarr and the Trow Wife, Part 5
Ragnarr and the Trow Wife, Part 6
Ragnarr and the Trow Wife, Part 7

They bluffed back and forth, both of them lying through their teeth to each other. Ragnarr felt he was giving a decent accounting for himself, and he had to admit it was more interesting—and entertaining—than he had thought it would be. He would have thought the game very enjoyable indeed were the stakes not so high.

 

( The End! )

Author: Avierra
Rating : M
Warning(s) : language, AU, ~23,000 words
Disclaimer : I do not own Saiyuki, or the characters, or anything about it.
Notes: Many special thanks to freeradical9 for both beta-ing and brainstorming with me... not to mention reading and commenting on multiple versions of this fic.

Ragnarr and the Trow Wife, Part 1
Ragnarr and the Trow Wife, Part 2
Ragnarr and the Trow Wife, Part 3
Ragnarr and the Trow Wife, Part 4
Ragnarr and the Trow Wife, Part 5
Ragnarr and the Trow Wife, Part 6

‘That is quite all right. I am still really angry with you as well.’ The Trow threw his arm around Ragnarr’s waist and held him tightly. ‘I suppose we’ll just have to determine some way of diverting our mutual animosity.’

 

( Part 7! )

Author: Avierra
Rating : M
Warning(s) : language, AU, ~23,000 words
Disclaimer : I do not own Saiyuki, or the characters, or anything about it.
Notes: Many special thanks to freeradical9  for both beta-ing and brainstorming with me... not to mention reading and commenting on multiple versions of this fic.

Ragnarr and the Trow Wife, Part 1
Ragnarr and the Trow Wife, Part 2
Ragnarr and the Trow Wife, Part 3
Ragnarr and the Trow Wife, Part 4
Ragnarr and the Trow Wife, Part 5

Ragnarr was shocked at his first glimpse inside the little house: there were cobwebs in the corners, the formerly immaculate packed earth floor was dusty, and he could have sworn he saw mice scampering amongst the thatch. Worst of all though, the hearth fire was unlit, and when Ragnarr felt the stones around the hearth, they were cold. It was obvious it hadn’t been lit in quite some time. It wasn’t freezing out of doors, but it was unpleasantly chilly, and Ragnarr wondered how long the Trow had been living like this.

 

( Part 6! )

Warning(s) : language, AU, ~23,000 words
Disclaimer : I do not own Saiyuki, or the characters, or anything about it.
Notes: Many special thanks to freeradical9  for both beta-ing and brainstorming with me... not to mention reading and commenting on multiple versions of this fic.

Ragnarr and the Trow Wife, Part 1
Ragnarr and the Trow Wife, Part 2
Ragnarr and the Trow Wife, Part 3
Ragnarr and the Trow Wife, Part 4

He left the room, and Ragnarr was startled at how bereft he felt already. He went outside and washed up as quickly as he could, sluicing the cool water over his body. The Trow was watching him, Ragnarr realized after a moment, his face grave. He dried off and got dressed as quickly as he could.

 

( Part 5! )

Author: Avierra
Rating : MWarning(s) : language, AU, ~23,000 words
Disclaimer : I do not own Saiyuki, or the characters, or anything about it.
Notes: Many special thanks to freeradical9  for both beta-ing and brainstorming with me... not to mention reading and commenting on multiple versions of this fic.


Ragnarr and the Trow Wife, Part 1
Ragnarr and the Trow Wife, Part 2
Ragnarr and the Trow Wife, Part 3

Ragnarr watched while the Trow stepped into the circle, holding his sword in a two-handed grip in front of him. He smiled over the tip of the blade at Ragnarr.

 

( Part 4! )

Author: Avierra
Pairing : Hakkai x GojyoWarning(s) : language, AU, ~23,000 words
Disclaimer : I do not own Saiyuki, or the characters, or anything about it.
Notes: Many special thanks to freeradical9  for both beta-ing and brainstorming with me... not to mention reading and commenting on multiple versions of this fic.

Ragnarr and the Trow Wife, Part 1
Ragnarr and the Trow Wife, Part 2

 

Ragnarr hadn’t entered the Trow’s house the last time he had “visited,” so he hadn’t been sure what to expect, but whatever he had thought he might find it assuredly hadn’t included an airy interior-- most halls he had seen had been rather cramped and close-- and wildflowers, along with meticulous cleanliness. He could see a small room in the back—a buttery or stillroom, perhaps—an alcove off to the side with a bed, and the usual hearth and benches and a chest or two. The Trow had lit a number of cunningly carved soapstone oil lamps, effectively banishing the growing darkness.

( Part 3! )

 

Author: Avierra
Pairing : Hakkai x GojyoWarning(s) : language, AU, ~23,000 words
Disclaimer : I do not own Saiyuki, or the characters, or anything about it.
Notes: Many special thanks to freeradical9  for both beta-ing and brainstorming with me... not to mention reading and commenting on multiple versions of this fic.

Ragnarr and the Trow Wife, Part 1

‘Oh, is that all?’ she smiled, always smiling. But he was not mistaken, he saw sharp, white teeth that time, and her hands (shapely hands with long, long fingers, he couldn’t help but notice) clenched into fists. ‘Why should I lift it? It was your kith and kin who gave me first offense, when they began chopping and clearing my forest and killing my animals, and continued to do it despite polite requests to stop.’

 

( Part 2! )

Warning(s) : language, AU, ~23,000 words
Disclaimer : I do not own Saiyuki, or the characters, or anything about it.
Notes: Many special thanks to freeradical9  for both beta-ing and brainstorming with me... not to mention reading and commenting on multiple versions of this fic.

Ragnarr and the Trow Wife, Part 1
Ragnarr and the Trow Wife, Part 2
Ragnarr and the Trow Wife, Part 3
Ragnarr and the Trow Wife, Part 4
Ragnarr and the Trow Wife, Part 5
Ragnarr and the Trow Wife, Part 6
Ragnarr and the Trow Wife, Part 7
Ragnarr and the Trow Wife, Part 8

It’s hard weather for traveling, Wanderer, but enter and welcome. Have a seat by the fire; it’s a trifle chilly out. Long trip from town? What?... Err…Can you say that again, slower? I didn’t quite catch that…”

 

( Enjoy the rest of the story! )

It wasn't particularly smutty, but it featured the Ikkou meeting up with their AU version... all of which were female. Female Gojyo was involved with Jien, and female Sanzo was involved with Hakkai's counterpart (aka Kanan). The female ikkou turned out to be a lot more ruthless and driven than the guys, and had actually ended up unsentimentally killing the Kougaiji-tachi in their universe (I think). There were omake between the chapters, and they went something like "there is a seme at the end of the story:"

Ring any bells? I can't find it again, and it's driving me NUTS. >_>

Title: The Devil and the Deep Blue Sea, Part 4
Author/Artist: Avierra
Warnings: NSFW: very strong language; Pirate AU; 6,726 words
Pairing(s): Hakkai/Gojyo

Continuation of Maelstrom. Many, many thanks to freeradical9 for continuing to read and critique.

Part 1: Scylla and Charybdis
Part 2: The Sea of Sargasso
Part 3: The Pillars of Hercules
Part 4: The Cauldron of the Speckled Seas

The sun was finally beginning to set, bringing with it the promise of cooler, pleasantly-scented evening breezes wafting in from the interior of the island, bearing the scents of growing things and evening flowers. I could hear the sounds of the night floating up from the street below Nicholas’ and my window: the catcalls to and from the town’s ladies, and the clatter of supply wagons and hogsheads rolling up to the inn – sounds at once familiar and oddly repellant.

( Enjoy! )