Where a) IT is the move, which was, IMHO, a grand success, and resulted in everything except the big furniture being moved, most up three flights of stairs, in under four hours. THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH.

Where b) IT is the kink_bingo entry, being five fics of highly varying quality, in three fandoms, two femmeslash, two het, one slash, totalling about 15 k, mostly written this past week. Also a WEBSITE UPDATE, which includes those five plus the two Steve/Tony fics I finished for the Fourth.

Cross-posting the kink_bingo post below, with notes:

Card (unmarked, as I lack a graphics editor at the moment) viewable here.

Author: Letterblade (wired_lizard)
Fandoms: Marvel Comics (3), Revolutionary Girl Utena (1), Fullmetal Alchemist (1)
Kinks: Mirrors, Bondage (held down), Silence, Rough Sex, Bukkake

Cat's Eye
Mirrors, with extra dubcon, pseudo-knifeplay, and general fuckiness.
Fullmetal Alchemist: Sloth/Lust. (F/F)
Sloth reaches round, slides two damp fingers along her collarbone, slick over her skin, to circle the ouroborus high on her chest, red stamp on white skin.
Note: IMHO, this sucks.

Submission Hold
Bondage (held down), no particular extras.
Marvel Comics: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark. (M/M)
But then Steve pounces and brings him down to grappling, and it's all muscle and grip, and Tony doesn't stand a damn chance.
Note: Really not sure about this one.

Telepaths Don't Need...
Silence, with extra caning, breathplay, forced masturbation, and general heavy kink.
Marvel Comics: Emma Frost/Tony Stark. (F/M)
You don't go calling out a Queen of the Hellfire Club unless you know exactly, exactly what you're asking for.
Note: dafnap and quigonejinn would like to warn you that this might melt people's faces from how psychotically hot it is.

Antique and Breakable
Rough sex, no particular extras.
Marvel Comics: Steve Rogers/Sharon Carter. (M/F)
There's a war on, and she has the link to give away his location to his enemies in her boot, and she's pressed to his chest like he's the only thing in the world, kissing him hard with his hands in her hair, hard and hungry. Last meal.
Note: Meh.

Black and Blue
Bukkake, with extra strap-on and a dash of spanking.
Revolutionary Girl Utena: Kaoru Kozue/Takatsuki Shiori. (F/F) (Shut up, girls ejaculate too!)
All of which goes to say, I met somebody just now who has exactly this same problem. Not the brother. The memory. The elevator. Pink-haired creep, butterflies, revolution, the lot. And here I thought I was eight years out of this shit.
Note: I DONE GIRLPORN. This and the Emma/Tony are the ones I'm really proud of out of this bunch.

The wank-de-jour? I'm just hiding from. Hiding, hiding. Know too many people on too many sides of it, and tempers are running far, far too high. Especially because, as abundantly proved over the last two years, I seem to be the only person around who believes in forgiving and not taking it personally when people say crazy shit because their emotions are out of control or their point of view is not yours. :/

Well, and also because I'm kinda sliding off the back end of this fandom too. *clings to Devi and Lyko so we can all land on our butts together!*

Though before I slide off entirely, I do wonder: anybody know if anything happened with those fic oscars being batted around a while back?

So in a coupla hours (3:30 EST, to be precise), I shall be on AIM participating in Iron Kink. FMA fandom, ninety minutes to write a kinkfic. So if you want come on by to cheer me on, or heckle, or possibly watch me do the writerly equivalent of faceplanting as I run full-on into my block. XD

*goes off to browse porn sites for inspiration*