links & a meme

[glass_icarus]

In the absence of brain, have some shiny!

+ Yoon Ha Lee: The Winged City
+ trascendenza: Kamikaze Girl & Nikita icons
+ The Man With the Knives
+ wistfuljane's fic roundup
+ 12/21 lunar eclipse!
+ vidspam by vi
+ copperbadge's post on holiday giving

Also, via practically everyone at this point: If you were asked to pick one scene, one shot, one detail, one moment of some kind out of all the things I've made and say "This, this, for whatever reason, I remember, this is something that struck home with me, that I wanted to keep," what would it be?

eta; h-hahaha, I have been putting off tag re/organization forever but you can probably find most stuff here: 1, 2.

Comments

[avendya]

also, I have The Man With The Knives as an audiobook

[glass_icarus]

Ooh, yes, I'd forgotten that!

[terajk]

Can I cheat on your meme?

"that unnoticed, and that unnecessary":

It doesn't matter if he doesn't understand, she tells herself. This doesn't belong to him, neither the secret rush of joy and firecrackers, nor the mini-banquet and hongbao her mother sends from home. (Well, technically Dumbledore gives her a hongbao too- filled with sesame candy instead of money- but that's not the same thing, even if she hasn't the heart to tell him his gestures are misplaced.) It's not the same anyway- it can't ever be, when she's at school on her own, cast adrift from the warmth of family and community- and she'd rather keep her celebrations private than suffer through awkward explanations.

So she says nothing. Smiles. Kisses Cedric before the match, cheers Hufflepuff even as she assesses Harry's flying, nods at Parvati across the pitch. Afterward, she leaves Cedric to his teammates and climbs to the top of the Astronomy Tower, where she sets up a tiny altar for her deceased ama with Dumbledore's candy and a stick of incense. It doesn't feel like enough, but she knows- she hopes- the sentiment is appreciated somewhere beyond the stars.

"appetite":

She devours knowledge the way lightning strikes: quickly, and heedless of any obstacles in her path. The day she learns to call it down is the day she feels the sky itself expanding within her, burning ice-cold and endless, a perfect blue.

[...]

What is life for, if not to taste and savor and swallow whole?

[glass_icarus]

asfhks, thank you!! :> I loved writing those two stories really a lot, so I am happy that they spoke to you.

[terajk]

It's been a while since I've read Harry Potter, but it seems like we always see Cho in relation to other people--Cedric, Harry--and I loved seeing more of her. I also loved that there's a part of her life that white Hogwarts just doesn't get--either ignoring it or clumsily trying to participate--and she's annoyed but doesn't expect any different, but also seems happy that it's hers and they can't touch it.

And your Azula! In some of the fic I've read lately she doesn't have any attachments to people whatsoever, which isn't how I read her at all. I think she is attached--to Zuko, especially--but her relationships are based on power-plays and competition. And as Zuko is drawn to her, (how she can easily manipulate him into coming home, for instance) she's also drawn to him. (She wants to capture the Avatar, and do it first or better than him). So I loved how, when Azula doesn't understand what Uncle's talking about, she makes sure that Zuko doesn't understand, either.

<3