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Hi,

     this will become my archive post for my fics, which will be updated as regularly as I can manage until I am up to date.

Fics old; and maybe unwanted...Collapse )

  Here are two fics written way back in the first months after Tara's death in S6 of BtVS was broadcast here in the UK.

Two early successful, I think, buffy fics...Collapse )

  These six stories were all written as fanfics for The Chosen, as opposed to 'in the chosen!verse'. The first five got posted to the website itself; the last has only been posted to my previous lj. Hopefully one day it, it and the several fics I have written for that verse, will get posted to the website too.

Fics written for Jet Wolf"s The Chosen...Collapse )

  These five fics were written in the year following me joining livejournal in 2009. I no longer have posting access to this journal so, if you have any comments on them, can you send them to me here. I hope to change this at some point, but they will eventually be re-posted. Other details, including character; 'verses etc will be added as time passes.
My first lj fics 2009-10Collapse )These are all my fics from 2011; a CSI drabble; a crossover and a NuWho S5 fic; but mostly Buffyverse stories.

My fics for 2011; the pace increases...Collapse )April 28th 2014
  Looked like 2012 was going to be a slow year, but I seemed to hit the afterburners in August; especially helped by the series I started for elisi but have yet to complete. Must get on that.

Whew! What was I taking in the Fall...Collapse )

Please, if you have any comments on the stories mentioned above; particularly if you have advice on changes to The Anyanka Solution and ideas as to what could be used for future Buffyverses from Amshel; then email me at kerkevik2014@gmail.com

  They will be most welcome.


  Goddess watch over us all,
  Ray.

Sep. 20th, 2016

 
  I've been following the poet known to me as BLÜ for a long time now, but it's been a while since I've posted any poetry, let alone any of theirs, so good time to correct that. Today she posted one of her most beautiful; for me at least.  

  sayingitanyway.wordpress.com/2016/09/20/twighlight/

  

TWIGHLIGHT

I wonder if the stars get anxious

When the sun begins to crest

The edge of a world sleeping?

The moon of course is always touched

And on occasion visits her brother

But the star with no name

Save an account in some ancient book

Has no quarter but with darkness. 

Who notices her shimmer?

Who counts the moments she strives to shine? 

And should she weep, would even the sisters give comfort?

In briefest moments, she gives light and takes care of a wish drifting by

But twilight comes, as the celestial perfection emerges

So, I wonder, do the stars grow anxious

As do I?


   She can also be found here https://www.facebook.com/Blu.The.Dragon/ - there appear to be youtube & twitter accounts with the same name, but I don't believe they are hers. 


  May the Goddess watch over us all, 

  

  Kerk(evik) TehKek Hiraeth 

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  This was my first seriously written fanfic for something like 15 - 20 years; that was worth anything.  There was an extremely long story that was clearly going nowhere; especially with the tendency of most people not to offer feedback (guilty of that myself a lot these days; mostly because I rarely read fanfics these days); as well as another fic that really needs to be radically re-written, and is quite obviously full of the rage I was feeling at Tara's death at the time. 
  This was also written back in the days when I still believed that WillTara was the only pairing for either character; before I started seeing beyond the romantic film that filled my vision at the time. 
  I still love it though; it was the first story I ever wrote that somebody messaged me and asked if they could archive it. Don't think people do that these days, sadly. I can tell you that after that I walked around for days with an expression not unlike I imagine Willow wearing the morning after 'Hush'. 

  TITLE: The Dance of the Happy Little Toaster
  AUTHOR: kerkevik_2014 
  FANDOM: Buffy the Vampire Slayer (S4)
  CHARACTERS: Willow Rosenberg; Tara Maclay;
  'SHIP: WillTara;
  LENGTH: 2000,
  RATING: 15 (for sexual references & language)
  SUMMARY: It's the morning after 'New Moon Rising' (BtVS S04 E19); Willow wakes up in the arms of Tara.
  A/N: 1) I have decided to rate these, at least on my own journal, using the UK film ratings system as this seems much more sensible to me than the experientially homophobic and misogynistic MPAA ratings – others may disagree, and I shall adapt them where they are cross-posted to fic journals with different systems. Naturally there will be border disputes for which I shall defer to the lj's concerned; unless I feel the rating there unjustified.
          2)There are references to a song by The Beatles; the 'Puppy' episode of Ellen DeGeneres' eponymously titles sitcom; a movie that, at the time I wrote this, I had not scene that was referenced in the S3 episode, 'Something Blue', and gave me the title, and finally the last line is shamelessly stolen from what I recall as the very first Lesbian movie I ever saw (not sure of the factual nature of that), but the line has definitely stuck with ever since, called 'Lianna'.
          (nb.) shortly after I first posted this story, I think, on the now defunct (with much regret on my part for the loss of so much fan history; poetry; fics and comments) willtara yahoo group, which led to it being included on the largely moribund sites at http://mysticmuse.net/authors/rayharley/danceofthehappylittletoaster.htm & http://nha.magical-worlds.us/viewstory.php?sid=3435 – it's also posted at http://www.ralst.com/DanceHappyLittleToaster.HTM (if you have seen it elsewhere, please let me know and I will be delighted to include the links), I actually got to see 'The Brave Little Toaster' at a Dundee cinema, and rather enjoyed it.
         So thank you very much to whoever got that line into the script for 'Something Blue'.
         Also there was a reading on a web/radio/podcast site that, as I recall, was principally devoted to what they called 'wiffy'; then the name for Willow/Buffy shippers; though I never got the chance to hear it, and can no longer find anyone involved with the site who may have access to a recording I can download or listen to. If you have any information that could help I should be most appreciative.



   Willow stirred from her slumber just as false dawn was creeping into the room. She opened her eyes carefully, not totally aware of where she was... until her nudity hit her.


   She was naked! In Tara's bed!


   The sudden enormity of her situation made her giggle, albeit quietly.

 
 “Wow!”


   She gasped, hushing herself instantly.

   And it had been wow!

   They'd been intimate before; they'd been (half) naked before, but it had been nothing more than high-class, chocolate-frosted, necking.

   Last night had been an entirely different matter.

   Low-class, chocolate honey-filled, high-caffeine... lust-lovin'.


   Wow!


   She glanced at the sleeping face of her lover...

   Her lover. Tara was her lover.

   Trying not to laugh out loud Willow wondered if she was now an official lesbian, if Tara would get an official Ellen, 'I turned a straight girl' toaster.

   She giggled once more, then smirked as she noticed the tiniest hint of drool on Tara's cheek. If she hadn't been so frightened of waking her up she would have kissed it away.


   Wow.

 
   Then, stroking hair away from Tara's face, she dared to kiss her anyway.

   Ever so slightly; ever so carefully; ever so daintily, on the forehead.

   Closing her eyes she breathed in the still sweaty scent of her lover.


   Her lover. Tara was her lover.


   Wow.


   It was an established fact now. No going back.


   She snorted as she fought back a laugh. Hell, she wanted to shout. To cry out. She was too happy. She contented herself with another gentle kiss, this time on her lover's cheek, then held her breath as Tara stirred slightly.


   For several minutes then, she took in the sight of Tara breathing... in, out, deep in sleep. O goddess, but she was beautiful.


   Her lover. Tara was her lover.


   “She loves you. Yeah, yeah, yeah.”


   She was drunk. She wanted to tell the world. She felt like dancing, and singing. Instead she had to content herself with continuing to watch Tara sleeping. For over half an hour she simply watched Tara breathing, occasionally gifting herself the slightest, most delicate of kisses. On the cheek; on the forehead once, daringly, on the lips. She even stroked Tara's shoulder at one point.


   Finally she felt compelled to action. She could no longer keep her hands off her lover.

   Her lover, she repeated yet again.


   “Tara Maclay is my lover,” she whispered, breaking into a grin wider than the Grand Canyon.

   Was it possible to be too happy?


   Nuh-uh!


   Feeling compelled to laugh... to cry... to shout... to sing, Willow couldn't even begin to decide which impulse was the strongest. And she knew she couldn't bear to disturb the peaceful rest Tara was enjoying.

   She wondered if Tara was dreaming about her.


   Finally Willow carefully disengaged herself from the bedclothes; clambering, reluctantly, free of Tara's arm. Picking up a discarded; oversized t-shirt she grasped her overnight bathroon bag and, with one last look at Tara's peaceful features, she opened the door and slowly meandered down the hall to the showers.

 
    There, despite the early hour, she showered.

   Slowly, langorously, she ran her fingers over her body; touched her lips, brushed her nipples and stroked her belly, teased herself; hissing at just how ready she was, between her legs... everywhere, in fact, Tara had touched her the night before.


   Not bothering with a towel she stepped dripping from the shower and went to stand in front of one of the long mirrors. She placed a finger on her tongue and tasted it, just to see if it felt any different. She finally let out the long-suppressed laughter.


   It tasted like it had recently been in a shower.

   She was almost disappointed.


   For several minutes Willow stared at the face she saw in the mirror, studying the inanely stupid grin on the face of a woman she hardly recognised.


   Yet seemed to know for the first time.


   She seemed to be glowing. Was she glowing? Willow laughed again. Of course she was glowing! She was fresh from the shower.

   Fresh from her lover. Her lover Tara Maclay.


   She repeated it out loud and laughing, brushed wet hair from her face.

   Then she stared defiantly at the face in the mirror and declared...



   “Willow Rosenberg eats pussy!”

 


  Goddess watch over us all, 

  

  Kerk(evik) TehKek Hiraeth 

 
  Got this from angelus2hot back on the 13th August. Life has been so topsy-turvy and stressed out that I never did get around to responding properly, but thanks so much to whoever nominated me. 

  Not sure I'll ever know how to handle people being nice to me; not a huge part of my life experience growing up. 

  But thank you whoever you are. 

~~~

   Congratulations! 


You have been nominated at No Rest For The Wicked Awards in the following categories: 


Title: Comforting Contemplations 
Fandom/Pairing: BtVS 
Word Count: 500 
URL: http://kerkevik-2014.livejournal.com/124814.html 
Categories: Heart Of Gold 


Your nomination will be added to the Nominee list on the next update(Monday) 

http://wicked-awards.livejournal.com/47258.html 

If you'd like to decline this nomination or any/all future nominations please let me know. 


rules/categories/buttons can be found here: http://community.livejournal.com/wicked_awards/profile 


Once again congratulations, 
angelus2hot 

make an author/artist's day nominate today! 


 ~~~ 

 Now I need to go find out where things stand vis-a-vis the awards and who I should have been 'feuding' with for the past month :-) 

 Time to stop and pause and build this new life with my new name. 



  Goddess watch over us all, 

  

  Kerk(evik) TehKek Hiraeth 

Three Kittehs Came Unto Me...

 
   Several years ago I was made temporarily homeless and was introduced to three cats. 

   Three years ago approximately I adopted them. 

   I thank the Goddess for them every day. 


   Mama Kitteh is Ebony Collapse )   Papa Kitteh is Yasha Collapse )   Baby Kitteh is RyouhCollapse )



   Goddess watch over us all, 

   

  Kerk(evik) TehKek Hiraeth 

 
   Silence about this is NOT an option. 

   


   
   



   Goddess watch over us all, 

   

   Kerk(evik) TehKek Hiraeth 

Let's Play Spot the Lunatic

 
   I'm at about seventy seconds; just after the bus. 

   

   


   Goddess watch over us all, 

   

   Kerk(evik) TehKek Hiraeth 



 
  It's been a topsy-turvy day with this post. That's woman_of_ with me in the icon there; shall have to change my lj one to match. kazzy_cee let me know that she passed away some while back. I think maybe the Goddess decided I was finally in a place where I could hear the news. 


  Following is pretty much the post I've been trying to make all today.


 From facebook earlier... 

  Today is going to be tough. I was supposed to be travelling by now. Tomorrow; even though I would have been in           Newry for Pride will be easier. I will go to the Peace Garden (my capitalisation) to think of who I would have been there for, but also about my niece, Sarah Jane, who is getting married.

There will be others to; though I never knew him; principal amongst them will be David Lavery, who I really only knew as a name amongst those who were part of the SlayerLit group; one of the first I joined when I became a serious part of Buffy fandom. His passing reminds me of other fans I have known over the years, who have died; mostly without my being aware until long after, so I shall think of them as well.

Mostly it will be tough today in a selfish way, as I need to get my self-pity out of the way, so I can be there for all of them tomorrow.

Goddess willing I will.

Kerk(evik) TehKek Hiraeth

 

Wasn't going to have a vid when I shared that here, but then I saw this and thought of  woman_of_  who has been absent from our lives for far too long. Not having had any news of her for so long I can't help but think the worst, but if you are out there and still checking in once in a while I hope you see this and know you are badly missed. 

  I saw this and felt tears that I haven't tried harder to find out what's happening with you. I will think of you tomorrow as well. 


  



 Goddess be with us all, 

 

 Kerk TehKek 

In Derry for Foyle Pride...

 
   Had  a shower, and then an Ulster Fry Ulster FryCollapse ) for breakfast now I need to find something to do to work it off...

  Now what could I do?

  Anyway...  

 


Thinking of my Italian friends


I hope you are all safe.

Not my cat, but myself and mine will be waiting for news. 



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