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Thanks to everyone for their AWESOME participation in the comment!fic challenge yesterday.  It turned out FANTASTIC!  Go check it out if you haven’t yet. 
You can find it
HERE

The deadline for Oscar voting is approaching.  (Midnight Friday the polls with close). 
VOTING CLOSED
(Thank you ddt73 for catching the issue with the poll.  You are able to change your votes now if you wish. )

So today I thought we’d share the love by bringing out all of our favourite fandom “pretty”. 

Please pull out your favorite manips or other images / vids / blends / banners you’d like to share, and post them.  Instead of just showing off, however, this time, it’s in the form of a game.

 

Here’s how you play.

1.  Choose an item to bring to the Swap Meet
2.  Post it, along with a PRICE in your comment. 

Here’s an example:
A Butch and Sundance poster which Naz has been bugging me to create for the last week...

The PRICE of this little gem, is either a 250 word drabble or three icons. 
*cough*  Heather... I really, REALLY like your tattooed Leoben, BTW... Did I mention this?

3.  The person who “picks up” the item, leaves the payment behind.

So if Naz paid for her poster with this lovely little fic (which I totally just stole from the DPP a few weeks ago)... Then she would take the poster AND put a price on her drabble.

PM
From: Viperjock2
To: Viperjock

Get off the LJ Starbuck. Been paging you for 15 minutes. Get your ass in the ready room RFN.

PS You're interested in ME?

PM Reply
From: Viperjock
To: Viperjock2

*rolls eyes* On my way, SIR. Seriously Lee, I think my time is better spent here than listening to one of your riveting briefings.

PS No. I meant the god Apollo. There's nothing between us, remember?

PM Reply Reply

From: Viperjock2
To: Viperjock

I'm laughing on the inside. Unless you miss the brig, you'll get your ass in here right now, Captain.

PS Yes, I remember the nothing between us Kara. I love the nothing between us because you naked in my rack with nothing on is the reason I get up every morning. Love you. No takebacks.

PM Reply Reply Reply

From: Viperjock
To: Viperjock2

You sure know how to sweet talk a girl sir. On my way.

PS No takebacks.

4.  And THEN, that item (the payment) also gets a price....
And so on, and so on, and so on...

The biggest thing to remember is that those people who would like to snag an item are required to leave something to share in return in the comment replies.  (Which of course can be snagged by someone else... )

5.  REQUESTS also welcome at today's Swap Meet!!! 

I know that a couple people have asked me for things... today is the day I pay up.  :>)



 Have fun Shipper Nation!

 

From: [identity profile] rachelindeed.livejournal.com
Hi, K! Sorry it took me so long to write out my drabble in exchange for the gorgeous P & P image, but better late than never! :) It's a bit bleak, but hopefully still enjoyable. I've drawn details about the myth from Edith Hamilton's "Mythology."

Daphne

The god Apollo loved a huntress, the Scriptures said, who fled from him in terror. He gave chase – close, desperate chase – and Daphne screamed to feel his breath upon her neck. “Stop,” he pleaded, “Stop and know who I am.”

But she heeded no word and suffered no touch; trusted not to his love, though he – the god of truth –
declared it.

Before his eyes her bare white arms blurred under dappled shadows: new-grown leaves. Her feet, so fleet and sure, twisted to roots and burrowed deep. Her face, pale and defiant, lifted one last time beneath his sun and hardened into laurel, triumphantly devoured.

Alive and untouchable, the maid became a tree, and so escaped the heart of her divine.

Awestruck and anguished, Apollo grieved beneath her rustling limbs. Softly he whispered, “You are lost to me, my first – my one – beloved. Yet in the days to come, you shall retain your honor. Your leaves will crown my champions. Find, then, your glory in mine.”

Kara heard the story young and liked it. No one could outrun the gods forever, but there was something to be said for losing on your own terms. In a childhood of snapping twigs and slamming oak, she relished imagined flight and the rush of grass beneath her feet. In later years, when destiny and love pounded close on her heels, her instincts took over.

She should have stopped running while flesh and blood had still been hers to give.

But Earth had rooted her in its undiscovered soil, ripped her apart to nourish her, inhumanly remade. She felt its distant contours in her skin, in her pores, as if she’d never left. Blindly she ran, leading her race and her ever-trailing lover to this wasteland. Now her body – the body that had known him – is tinder, feeding its second fire. She sees her bones stacked like kindling, ashen and charred, and all by her own hand.

She wants his hands to catch her, now, but has forgotten how to reach for him.

Her limbs are long grown strange.

~~

Image
From: [identity profile] rachelindeed.livejournal.com
You're more than welcome, K, I'm so glad you enjoyed it :)

And kudos to you for recognizing Bernini on sight! You brilliance and talent are exceeded only by your generosity to others. **twirls you**
From: [identity profile] helikedmyshoes.livejournal.com
Rachel, this is so beautiful. I love your descriptions and the way you weave the myth into the story. My heart broke but I wanted more. Well done.
From: [identity profile] rachelindeed.livejournal.com
Oh, what a lovely comment, thank you so much! I'm so happy you enjoyed it; I've enjoyed thinking more about BSG in the light of Greek myths, beautiful in their tragedy. Thanks so much for your kind words.
From: [identity profile] nazkey.livejournal.com
Wow. Just ... wow Rachel. It's SO beautiful. So lyrical and gorgeous.

She wants his hands to catch her, now, but has forgotten how to reach for him. Lovely. Simply lovely.

&hearts
From: [identity profile] rachelindeed.livejournal.com
Oh, thank you! You picked one of my favorite lines, which makes me happy :)

**hugs you**

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