tag:dreamwidth.org,2009-05-01:160493There's a Mirror On the WallIn It I See A Different RealityMorgyn Leri2016-07-21T17:17:11Ztag:dreamwidth.org,2009-05-01:160493:251573Fic Rec2016-07-21T16:14:36Z2016-07-21T17:17:11Zpublic0via <a href="http://ift.tt/2axTrQ9">http://ift.tt/2axTrQ9</a>:<br /><a href="http://archiveofourown.org/works/7498746">Extra - For Science 2 - Queen_Kit</a><br /><br /><span style='white-space: nowrap;'><a href='http://queenkit.tumblr.com'><img src='https://www.tumblr.com/favicon.ico' alt='[tumblr.com profile] ' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' width='16' height='16'/></a><a href='http://queenkit.tumblr.com'><b>queenkit</b></a></span>:<br /><br />So this didn’t exactly go how I originally tended, but that’s thanks to <span style='white-space: nowrap;'><a href='https://morgynleri.dreamwidth.org/profile'><img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /></a><a href='https://morgynleri.dreamwidth.org/'><b>morgynleri</b></a></span> a bit and it makes it better because there are some more little stories instead of trying to summarize it all.<br /><br />So have a rough timeline on Numeric Batch clones and Kaminoans being scientific…<br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=morgynleri&ditemid=251573" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> commentstag:dreamwidth.org,2009-05-01:160493:250938Reblog of a Fic Rec2016-07-21T14:13:47Z2016-07-21T14:35:22Zpublic0via <a href="http://ift.tt/2adM3gx">http://ift.tt/2adM3gx</a>:<br /><span style='white-space: nowrap;'><a href='http://mylordshesacactus.tumblr.com'><img src='https://www.tumblr.com/favicon.ico' alt='[tumblr.com profile] ' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' width='16' height='16'/></a><a href='http://mylordshesacactus.tumblr.com'><b>mylordshesacactus</b></a></span>:<br /><br />Okay. Okay. Friends. Listen.<br /><br />Listen to me very carefully.<br /><br />You need to read <a href="http://archiveofourown.org/works/5199038">this fic</a>. You need to drop whatever you’re doing, and you need to read this fic.<br /><br />“But Jo,” some of you say. “I don’t really want to read a clever, funny, emotional, scientifically-accurate love letter to Jurassic Park with an awesome Incredibly Done With Everything ace Jewish protagonist and her gay friends and perfect velociraptor children overcoming the odds together and Saving The Day with animal behaviorism.”<br /><br />to which I say: you are a sad, strange little man, and you have my pity. <br /><br />And then I say, okay, but actually, you do. You do want to read this fic. This is literally the best fic I have ever read and it is criminally under-appreciated when in fact it should be the biggest fic in the entire Jurassic Park fandom.<br /><br />Read this fic okay it will change your life.<br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=morgynleri&ditemid=250938" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> commentstag:dreamwidth.org,2009-05-01:160493:249178Fic Rec2016-07-21T01:14:17Z2016-07-21T01:59:08Zpublic0via <a href="http://ift.tt/29UK25m">http://ift.tt/29UK25m</a>:<br /><span style='white-space: nowrap;'><a href='http://suzukiblu.tumblr.com'><img src='https://www.tumblr.com/favicon.ico' alt='[tumblr.com profile] ' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' width='16' height='16'/></a><a href='http://suzukiblu.tumblr.com'><b>suzukiblu</b></a></span>:<br /><br />okay times are Trying at the moment and I could use a stress detox, so who wants to talk about Padmé and Anakin unexpectedly switching bodies because the Force? you? me? everyone? AWESOME, let’s go: <br /><br /><a href="http://suzukiblu.tumblr.com/post/147370741628/okay-times-are-trying-at-the-moment-and-i-could">Keep reading</a><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=morgynleri&ditemid=249178" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> commentstag:dreamwidth.org,2009-05-01:160493:248691Fic Rec2016-07-20T23:03:29Z2016-07-21T01:59:26Zpublic0via <a href="http://ift.tt/29UMw7Q">http://ift.tt/29UMw7Q</a>:<br /><span style='white-space: nowrap;'><a href='http://theotherguysride.tumblr.com'><img src='https://www.tumblr.com/favicon.ico' alt='[tumblr.com profile] ' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' width='16' height='16'/></a><a href='http://theotherguysride.tumblr.com'><b>theotherguysride</b></a></span>:<br /><br />So I was talking with <span style='white-space: nowrap;'><a href='https://norcumi.dreamwidth.org/profile'><img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /></a><a href='https://norcumi.dreamwidth.org/'><b>norcumi</b></a></span> last night for the first time on skype, and my brain ran away with me. Pertinent music: <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ckNWtmkA2_g">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ckNWtmkA2_g</a><br /><br />Thus proving that the fastest way to get me to write is to egg me on with loud flaily noises. <br /><br /><a href="http://theotherguysride.tumblr.com/post/147454765555">Keep reading</a><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=morgynleri&ditemid=248691" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> commentstag:dreamwidth.org,2009-05-01:160493:154757Fic Rec2012-02-21T17:26:29Z2012-02-21T17:28:18Zpublic0It has taken me an entire weekend and more to finish reading this story. I have managed to loose track of the concept of sleep at least one night, and I have been rather stuck in Middle Earth during that time, even when not reading the story. It has sparked ideas, and tonight, it drew tears. It's longer than most stories I'm usually willing to read without that story being a printed book, but it's been utterly worth the time devoted to reading it.<br /><br />It is a story of Denethor, son of Ecthelion, and Findulias of Dol Amroth, of their courtship and marriage through to just after Findulias' funeral. It is epic in scope, and the tone is one that suits well to the world and the characters, and paints that same rich tapestry that Tolkien does. There is romance, political scheming, danger and adventure, and each of the sub-plots is given sufficient time to unfold without leaving any nagging loose ends by the time the story concludes.<br /><br />For the most part, I tend not to make immediate recommendations of any story I read, merely adding it to the list of bookmarks to sort into a list of stories that I find enjoyable and would see more people read. This story, however, is one which I will gladly make an exception for, and heartily recommend anyone who has the time and desire to read a novel-length story of Middle Earth and the people therein that is not strictly Tolkien to read this.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.henneth-annun.net/stories/chapter.cfm?stid=1073">Hands of the King, by Anglachel, on Henneth Annûn Story Archive</a><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=morgynleri&ditemid=154757" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> comments