Title: The World Is Turning to Noise
Author: eumelia/eumelia/Eumelia
Pairing/Characters: Steve/Danny
Rating: R/Mature
Spoilers: Episode 5.04 “Ka Noeʻau” (The Painter)
Word Count 1840
Warnings: Graphic description of decaying body
Disclaimer: This is a work of transformative fiction, created for fun and pleasure. No copyright infringement is intended.
Author's Notes: The title comes from Peter Gabriel's superbly haunting song “Signal to Noise”. This work was graciously beta'd by verasteine. Thank you, bb.
Summary: Steve puts a hand on his shoulder, squeezing before moving it up to cup Danny's jaw and face. “Don't look.”
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( Danny's breaths are loud, shallow, his shoulders shaking with each inhale. )

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Title: Make Me a Day (Make Me Whole Again)
Author: eumelia/eumelia
Pairing/Characters: Mary McGarrett, Danny Williams, Grace Williams, Joan McGarrett
Rating: PG/General Audiences
Spoilers: up tp 4.09 Hauʻoli La HoʻomaikaʻI
Word Count 2316
Warnings: N/A
Disclaimer: This is a work of transformative fiction, created for fun and pleasure. No copyright infringement is intended.
Author's Notes: So it appears I have a series? What can I say, Mary is inspiring.

A major thanks to Perspi for the beta over Thanksgiving. Couldn't do it without you, babe!

The title is from the lyrics of Tori Amos' Baker Baker.

I suggest you read the first part of this series first. The World Has Gone Crazy (I'm Glad I'm Not You) to be found on DW, LJ and AO3, as you prefer.

Summary: "Don't worry about it," he says, like it's completely reasonable that twice in two weeks she appeared out of nowhere on his doorstep.

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( Mary hates crying )

Title: Pull My Chin (Touch My Hair)
Author: eumelia/eumelia
Pairing/Characters: Steve/Danny
Rating: Explicit/NC-17
Spoilers: None
Word Count 2316
Warnings: N/A
Disclaimer: This is a work of transformative fiction, created for fun and pleasure. No copyright infringement is intended.
Author's Notes: Title from Peter Gabriel's song “I Have the Touche”. I wrote this last year as a way to cheer up a friend. I decided to clean it up and, um, flesh it out and post it. This was lovingly proof read and beta'd by verasteine, thank you, bb.
Summary: When Steve returns home, Danny can't wait to get his hands all over him.
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( Steve had been deployed. He'd been called and of course, of course he'd gone. Danny admires it, when he doesn't resent it )

I've decided to bite the bullet and join a bingo. The last time I joined a bingo I lost my mojo quite early on, but my life was rather shaky and rocky. Now though, it seems things have relaxed.

It helps that I saw another friend on my lists participate in this bingo so maybe I'll be able to be all, omg halp at her. (*shy wave at lilacsigil)

The bingo is ladiesbingo and this is my card ( under the cut )

There are many many options (well, 25 really) and by far the one giving me the heebie jeebies is the crackfic. I'm not really into crackfic. But we'll see what I can whip out.

I want to write more. This is an attempt.

Work continues to kick my ass. I continue to do well and make mistakes. I can see that I'm not making many mistakes, but you know, no one praises you for a job well done when you manage a day in which you don't have to fix a hiccup.

I've signed up for the ABC H/C Hawaii Five-0 Challenge.

I got the creepiest prompt of them all; "Buried Alive", which I had planned to make hopeless and terrible, because my brain is a lovely place to stay for a holiday. Thankfully my beta-to-be talked me out of my original idea and now I have something creepier, really!

What I don't have is time or discipline. I need to sit on my ass and write, but it's a hardship and I'm annoyed, because I want to write more, but my lifestyle is such that I basically get home from work and vegetate.

Tumblr is very good for vegetation.

I still want to write all the meta and a spiel about identifying with a fictional character in the most profound way, but at this point it just feels like I'm reaching for the impossible.

Getting back into the groove of writing long sentences and expanding thoughts is not easy. I think the fact that I hadn't been writing here as also prevented me from being able to write fiction and meta.

I had this whole long thing written for an episode and I just didn't manage to get everything I wanted down. I suspect that I might post my meta posts over the next few weeks. Or maybe just try and articulate my own feelings and getting back to expressing myself in a way that isn't about being as concise.

I also feel that I'm on reaction mode. I mean, something happens and I react. I react in a way that is sometimes off the cuff and may not always be the most constructive, but my voice is the only thing I have.

I want to be proactive again.

I'm trying.

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Via amadi.

Pick a character I've written and I will explain the top five ideas/concepts/etc I keep in mind while writing that character that I believe are essential to accurately depicting them.

How is it Friday already? Time rushed by this week, but also not, it felt very very long and I don't really know why.

It was kind of a crummy week at work, I felt my boss' disappointment in me, but I hope I made up for it by working extra hard yesterday.

Still, I don't really want to care all that much about work, it's not the thing that gives me meaning in life, though I do spend the majority of my life in that office, and it helps when you do enjoy it.

Which I am. A lot. I also like the majority of my co-workers, but argh... it was a crummy week.

Unaided, maybe, by the fact that I really did my best to do as much editing as I could on the fic for fannish_advent/fannish_advent tomorrow and only finished it, like, minutes ago.

It's now with the beta again. My stories still need another once over before I feel confident to let the public see them.

It's really all about you, people.

As usual, on weeks where work consumes me as well as writing projects (of which I don't have that many much to the dismay of ideas banging at my brain) time seems to slip though fingers.

Add to that that tomorrow I've got a family Hanukkah gathering, because you know, it's a holiday and we love the holidays that includes scarfing on fried food, lighting fires (candles, but same-same) and getting chocolate money. I don't begrudge the fact that I've got my family around this week, but it's like I never have time to myself.

Except today where I spent all my time drinking coffee, eating chocolate and cheese, and flailing at my fic.

That was my day. And my week. Same all when you think about it.

I'm so glad it's been boring for me (don't ask me about local politics).

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( The Spirits Inform Me There Are Spoilers )

All in all, the horses were pretty.

Title: Neither I Have Wings to Fly
Author: eumelia/eumelia
Pairing/Characters: Steve/Danny
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: Coda to episode 3.01 “La O Na Makuahine”
Word Count 1,645
Warnings: n/a
Disclaimer: This is a work of transformative fiction, created for fun and pleasure. No copyright infringement is intended.
Author's Notes: A big thank you to verasteine for the speediest beta ever and for the advice which I always cherish. Thank you, bb. The title is from the song “Water is Wide” as sung by Sarah McLachlan, Jewel and Indigo Girls.
Summary: When a truck drives by its lights shine through the window onto Danny and once again, Steve can’t help himself, he’s irresistible.

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( Danny drives )