year end round up

General Hux’s NYE Pearls of Wisdom Round-Up

To celebrate the end of this crazy year I give you a round up of some of General Hux’s wisest pearls to live by in all the days to come in the New Year!

On Sharing Knowledge With Your Friends: 

On The Importance Of Starting Each Day With Positivity:

On Choosing A Name For A New Bundle Of Joy:

On How to Live a Happy Life: 

On Being Straightforward: 

And Finally,

On The Nuances of Love:

Big thanks to all my wonderful followers for all the laughs and great times on this blog!

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-Remus spilling sugar everywhere and justifying it to Sirius by saying it’s good luck

-Sirius getting ridiculously excited about holidays, but has to convince Remus to put up the Christmas lights the day after Halloween, “because I really want to put these up, but you’re taller and I can’t reach”.  They end up leaving the lights up year-round.

-Sirius getting mad at Remus for never getting his hair out of the drain

-Remus dancing around to the Beatles and knocking into everything.  Sirius thinks it’s cute and has to kiss Moony’s bruises better.

-James gets frantic about them because he hasn’t heard from them in a week.. He goes to their flat to find them cuddled up in a majestic pillow fort watching Audrey Hepburn movies and drinking overly-sugary tea.

-Remus loses another job and it’s the full moon soon and just everything is awful.  Sirius steals all of Remus’ sweaters and wears them all at once to cheer him up.  It works.

-Sirius’ birthday comes.  Regulus always sent him a card before, but this year he doesn’t.  Moony brings him strawberry ice cream and flowers.  They kiss at the park in the crisp autumn air.

-Remus’ hair curls almost to his shoulders and when he has to get something done he pulls it back in a short, bouncy ponytail.  Sirius thinks it’s ridiculously hot.

-Lily and James inviting them over for dinner and them eating vegetarian food in their backyard.  They drink out of mason jars, and when it gets dark, they enchant candles to hover above them (much like in the Great Hall).  Peter used to come over all the time, but more and more he says he’s too busy.

-Remus combing jasmine oil into Sirius’s hair.

-Remus and Sirius staying up at night while the other is on a mission, worrying silently, hugging the pillow to their bodies as a pathetic replacement for the other.

-Remus doodling dragons on the kitchen table while Sirius cooks french toast in his underwear, both bearing the dark marks of their love over their bodies.

-Remus, bearing the stress of full moons and his missions, snaps at Sirius for breaking a plate.

-Sirius flipps out at Remus for never helping with cooking, but hovering around the kitchen

-Both of them going to cry after an argument

-Sirius leaving tiny love notes to Remus on scraps of paper and putting them all around the house

-Remus writing poetry on the wall in purple marker

-Both of them storming off after arguments, Remus to the roof and Sirius to the fire escape

-Fights and kisses growing gradually stormier, their relationship growing darker along with the war

-Remus screaming at Sirius for going on a last minute mission

-Sirius worrying that Remus has been the inside man- they haven’t cuddled in weeks

-Peter making offhand comments to set them against each other

-Remus and Sirius having their largest fight yet

-Remus kicks Sirius out of the flat, so he can “think about this relationship”

-Sirius kissing Remus’ tear streaked face, even though he’s crying too

-Finally, everything is alright again

-And then Remus wakes up one night without Sirius’ warmth beside him

-And the Potters are dead

-Peter is dead

-Sirius is gone

-And everything is awful

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Best Episode of Television This Year: “The Sign of Three.” This seems so long ago to me now that I actually had to look up to see if it happened this year. And it did. This episode, you guys. This. Episode. I have my issues with how S3 ended (more on that later), but I cannot deny that TSoT gets more and more and more brilliant the more you watch it. It is an impeccable episode, top to bottom, the best, I think, that “Sherlock” has ever had. It is actually, to me, one of the top five episodes of television I’ve ever seen. I don’t think it has a single sour note, not a single bit I find dull or cringeworthy or pointless. It is laugh-out-loud hilarious in places, and heartbreaking beyond belief in other places. And it is such a perfect *Sherlock* episode. TSoT is an episode all about how Sherlock might be an obnoxious arsehole but he’s such an emotionally vulnerable one that you can’t even deal with him. And neither can John. The awkward disconnect between them by the end of the episode makes you squirm in your seat with frustrated sorrow for them. They go from hand-on-knee intimacy to a very sweet hug to Sherlock walking off alone, bundling himself into his coat of armor. I’m very glad “Sherlock” won its Emmys this year, but I will never understand why it didn’t win them for this magnificent masterpiece of an episode. Maybe HLV was showier? Maybe TSoT’s impact really came from having to be a fan of the show all along? I don’t know. All I know is I feel like you’d be hard-pressed to find a better-crafted episode of anything anywhere, a more moving or affecting emotional arc than the one Sherlock reveals in these 90 minutes, and basically, for me, this is where the “Sherlock” season ended, on this incomparable high. Because, well, more on HLV later.

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all of my 2014 graphics in one place, as requested by anon!! (thank you!)

i realize the point of year-end (or in my case two-fucking-months-after-year-end-pull-your-SHIT-toGETHER) round ups is to take a step back and make note of one’s improvements and/or habits, but mostly im just delighted by 2014-me’s problem-solving approach of “I’LL SMUSH THEM INTO A LIQUID”

thank you everyone for sticking with sallydonovan™ brand Visual Metaphors™


Thing Everyone Else Already Knew Was Awesome That I Just Caught Up with This Year: “Inception.” YOU GUYS. I saw this movie years ago, okay? Not when it came out in the theaters, but shortly after it was released on DVD. AND IT WAS JUST ALRIGHT. IT LIT NO FIRES IN MY LIFE. WHY DID YOU ALL NOT TELL ME THAT THERE WAS THIS FANDOM OUT THERE MAKING IT BETTER? I still don’t think the movie is all that great. I mean, it’s good, don’t get me wrong, but I’ve watched it several times now and I remain heartily tired of the plodding Cobb plotline. BUT. When you watch that movie and ignore Cobb and decide that it is The Epic Love Story of Arthur and Eames, the movie becomes brilliant. It’s actually alarming how very well it works that way. Every part of the plot becomes more interesting if you’re reading it through a shipper lens. Eames actually becomes the hero of Inception, being the character who actually achieves inception, instead of Cobb, the character whose subconscious sabotages inception and causes massive chaos while Eames is like, “Whatever, get out of my way and let me work here.” And Arthur, who is supposed to be Cobb’s sidekick, theoretically, falls into position as the person who makes Eames better, pushing him onward (and vice versa). Arthur and Eames take that movie and run away with it, once you’re actually watching for it. Is it any wonder that so many Inception fics have them embarking on a professional dreamsharing partnership once the movie ends? Who wouldn’t want to work with them? If you watched “Inception” and were meh about it, I share your view. You should watch it again and just admire Joseph Gordon-Levitt running around in all those ridiculously gorgeous clothes he wears in this movie. That second-level dream suit. And the way the waistcoat gets bunched up and the shirt starts to be untucked during the fight. My God. Eames would’ve killed to see that. 

Year-End Round-Up 2013: Best Show of the Year

“Cabin Pressure” aired a fourth series this year that should have made every other sitcom in existence go and hide behind a couch in embarrassment that they belong to the same genre. I started listening to “Cabin Pressure” because of Benedict Cumberbatch, yes, but who knew it was going to grow into genuinely one of the best shows ever. It’s a sitcom, yes, and it’s very funny in a recognizable sitcom way (there’s an episode where one of the characters has to climb into a tree to get cell phone reception and then gets stung by bees living in the tree, which, frankly, almost sounds like the plot to an episode of a Disney show), but it’s also funny in a more complex, subtler way that is a reward for having paid attention and stuck with it and taken the characters into your heart. Yes, it’s funny when Martin Crieff climbs the tree and gets stung by bees, but it’s funnier in the context of the overall episode, of Douglas trying to teach Arthur about teasing, of poor Martin trying to cling to his dignity. I still think the funniest line of that episode is when Carolyn tells Martin she’s taking the cost out of his pay and Martin retorts, “I’d like to see you do *that.*” And that’s a line that’s only funny when you know—because you’ve been listening to the show all along—that Martin makes nothing. Just like “Timbuktu” is rewarding as the conclusion of a trilogy. Just like “Vaduz”’s “green truck!” gag is funny because you know the yellow car gag that came before. But what really makes this show the best of the year for me isn’t just that it’s funny, but that it has such heart. More heart than American sitcoms these days almost ever let themselves have (or American dramas, really, for that matter). These characters love each other. They don’t say it; they show it, which is so much better. They band together to help Martin in “Wokingham;” they have real conversations about each other’s hopes and dreams and wants in “Xinzhou.” And all in the middle of still being hilarious. The best episodes of “Cabin Pressure” are almost the episodes where nothing happens and they just sit around and talk to each other, and that’s the sign of good characters to me. And speaking of those characters: the development arc over the course of the entire series is astonishingly good. Martin’s speech in “Yverdon-les-Bains” is one of the best speeches ever written, a lovely recognition by the character of exactly how far he’s come; countering it with Douglas’s “supreme commander” speech—exactly echoing the *very first episode* of the show—is so pretty that you could weep. “Cabin Pressure” ended on the cliffhanger of the year, and I still have no idea how I want it to resolve itself. All I can say is: Well done, John Finnemore. Seriously, seriously well done.

Cake's Obsession in 2013

What has kept me sane this year?

Bonds of Old, my Medieval Avengers epic fantasy AU that consumes my every waking thought. 

Check it out here on AO3

Clint and Phil in their twenties with magic, music, chain mail, horses, bonded pairs, and lots of hot, sweaty sex. So many other characters in a grand scope like a cross between Tolkien and George R. R. Martin. If that sounds like your thing, check it out!

A big shout out to all the people who enabled my obsession, encouraged me to get started and keep sending me lovely, amazing, supportive comments along the way. I can’t list everyone here, but you know who you are!  

I didn’t need a life anyway. :)

Cake's Year End Phlint Roundup

Clint and Phil drabbles that turned into a long running series. See them all here at my AO3 series page

And if you like these, check out the Medieval Avengers Phil and Clint Fantasy Epic I’m currently working on here.

Phil Coulson is a Paper Pusher

Clint Barton was a Damn Lucky Man

Dear Agent

Of Jetpacks and Flight Patterns

Road Trip

Clint Barton is a Trouble Magnet

Everyone Believed that Phil Coulson was Always in Control

Write it on my Heart

Barton’s Down

The Rules

Wash in Warm Water

Hang to Dry

It’s my Party

Lounge Lizard

Lucky Charms (Or Real Men Wear Guyliner)

Annual Year Review: 2012, The Year of Growth

I will join my fellow bloggers in the annual year-end round up of reviews and reflections. 2012 was a hard year, but a good one. I like to see it as the groundwork for all the good things to come in 2013. For me, it was the start of something new and the foundation for a new career and a happier work experience. I found something I love to do in a place with people I enjoyed being with. 

I started 2012 with misgivings about the advertising industry and a hesitance toward returning to the food industry, even though that was the environment I was craving. All I can remember about the beginning of that year was a sense of apprehension. Do I really want to go back into the late night shifts, smelling of food, no weekends off, must work all holidays routine of a food career? 

I suppose, in some ways I made it work for me. That has been one of my life-long goals; to make your circumstances work for you, not you working for your circumstances. I decided to treat it as a business, where I set the hours and I get the results I had envisioned. I picked up a private chef gig with the greatest little family I could have hoped for. Aside from their insistence on a semi-vegetarian diet, it was a heaven to work for them. The pay is great, I had freedom to cook anything I wanted (so long as I don’t feed them red meat of any kind), and all weekends and holidays were always off (and most paid for). Unfortunately, I live in Los Angeles, and even with all those perks, there just wasn’t enough money to meet my expenses. I needed another job. And quite frankly, more experience in the kitchen. 

And I got one. At a restaurant. Back to the grind. For the first six months I worked all morning shifts, three days a week, Friday/Sat/Sun. I had a lot of fun, I learned a hell of a lot, and I was cooking on the line. But after the newness wore off, it got really tiring serving food to an empty room of 10-12 hungover brunchers. I wanted more. 

I switched restaurants only to discover that just because the atmosphere is more upscale, the food is not necessarily better and the work environment is a whole lot worse for those extra bucks. A brief stint there sent me running and screaming back to my old restaurant. 

Six more months later, my work load seems light on paper but was tearing at me in all directions mentally. I was cooking for my client from 3-7 and was at the restaurant 7-11. I had weekends off and was lucky enough to get most of the major holidays off too. But what was I learning? 

I had pretty much maxed out on my client’s end, there’s only so many family friendly vegetarian meals you can make before they start driving you crazy. And my line cook job at the restaurant started to feel like I was just heating up a few things and assembling them together rather than actually cooking. I realized then that I needed a change. In a way, the whole year has been a lead up to what, I think, will be an incredible 2013. The stones of the foundation of have been set and there’s only one way to go from there, up. 

There are a few goals on the verge of being achieved that make 2013 a good year already.

  1. I’m about to move in with my boyfriend of 1.5 years. This will help tremendously in consolidating my things, and my sense of home. 
  2. I’m going to be working in one the top kitchens in LA and helping with a restaurant opening starting this month. This will consolidate my focus and help me grow as a chef. 
  3. I will be making more money which means I’ll actually start saving for my trip to Europe. I’ve got 7 months to save up, better get on it!
  4. There will be more travel this year. With all the work I’ll be doing, small trips and getaways will be more important than weekends and holidays off. 

2012 was the year of growth and 2013 will be the year of opportunity. There’s only bright things ahead!

Year-End Round-Up 2013: Best TV Show of the Year

I watched hours and hours and hours of television this year, and it all came down to seven minutes and thirteen seconds in which “Sherlock” showed all of the rest of them how it’s done. There is nothing about the minisode that is not epically perfect: Anderson showing remorse over what, from his perspective, looks like having driven a man to suicide; Lestrade banging his head on the table; “He didn’t solve *all* my cases”; the deduction about the flake in the ice cream, and that dramatic silhouette shot of Sherlock at the end of it; Sherlock’s drumming fingers on the table; John, fragile and holding it together only just, pouring himself a drink, still wishing Sherlock wasn’t dead; and Sherlock, on the screen, smiling and winking. The brilliant thing about the minisode was that at the end I was like: JUST GIVE IT TO ME ALREADY. And here’s the thing: Even though I’ve been desperate for this season for two years now, I’m…worried about Mary. Not terribly excited about her, I admit. She’s a weird little blip in the actual canon, quickly discarded as “in the way” by Doyle (in my opinion), and I’m nervous about the insistence on her, and the brilliant thing is that they didn’t shove her down my throat in this minisode. They gave me what I wanted. They gave me *my show.* And I’m still nervous about this season, but, right now, “Sherlock” is still my favorite, and I’m going to savor it for a little while longer.