Moving journals
To 
lap_otter.
Only moving my fic and one other fandom-related entry over, so it'll be pretty skimpy for a while. However, my entire journal is now archived as a single HTML file in my My Documents, so everything else is still available. Just not visible to you people.
This journal will be deleted before the end of the month, so if you want me to friend you and you haven't already been told that lap_otter has added you as a friend, go friendlap_otter! If you don't, I won't friend you. This is your only warning. You have *looks at watch* 20 days.
See you at the new place. :P
lap_otter. Only moving my fic and one other fandom-related entry over, so it'll be pretty skimpy for a while. However, my entire journal is now archived as a single HTML file in my My Documents, so everything else is still available. Just not visible to you people.
This journal will be deleted before the end of the month, so if you want me to friend you and you haven't already been told that lap_otter has added you as a friend, go friend
lap_otter! If you don't, I won't friend you. This is your only warning. You have *looks at watch* 20 days.See you at the new place. :P
FIC: Storms
Title: Storms
Rating: G
Word Count: 1,175
Challenge:
Recipient:lomonaaeren
Keywords: storms, ice, erratic
Dialogue:"You just had to do that in front of my mother, didn't you?"
Summary: The evening Harry leaves Grimmauld place for good, a pair of owls arrive with an unexpected package.
Beta Acknowledgement: The lovelyruffians again.
Notes: February pinch-hit for
hd_500. Just catching my personal journal up with all the other things I've written lately; sorry for the spam, everyone.
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Rating: G
Word Count: 1,175
Challenge:
Recipient:
lomonaaerenKeywords: storms, ice, erratic
Dialogue:"You just had to do that in front of my mother, didn't you?"
Summary: The evening Harry leaves Grimmauld place for good, a pair of owls arrive with an unexpected package.
Beta Acknowledgement: The lovely
ruffians again.Notes: February pinch-hit for
hd_500. Just catching my personal journal up with all the other things I've written lately; sorry for the spam, everyone.( Collapse )
FIC: DoM
Title: DoM
Rating: PG
Warnings: Implied infidelity
Wordcount: 994 words
Challenge:
Recipient:marguerite_26
Keywords: Felix Felicis, cheese, crackers
Dialogue: Feeling lucky, are we?
Summary: One snapshot of two different lives.
Beta Acknowledgement: No beta. I am even more made of fail than I thought.
Author’s note: This was my insanely late fic for hd_500 in May, finally posted here because I've decided to stop being lazy.
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Rating: PG
Warnings: Implied infidelity
Wordcount: 994 words
Challenge:
Recipient:
marguerite_26Keywords: Felix Felicis, cheese, crackers
Dialogue: Feeling lucky, are we?
Summary: One snapshot of two different lives.
Beta Acknowledgement: No beta. I am even more made of fail than I thought.
Author’s note: This was my insanely late fic for hd_500 in May, finally posted here because I've decided to stop being lazy.
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FIC: Any Other Word
Title: Any Other Word
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 518 or 854
Challenge:
Recipient:catalinacat
Keywords: alone, stars, fate
Dialogue: "That which we call a rose by any other word would smell as sweet."
Summary: It takes a certain amount of bravery, I think, to go into a combat situation in which you know you have absolutely no chance to survive just to buy a little time, time which might not even matter.
Author’s notes: The summary is actually something I wrote which seemed to fit the prompts well and which served as inspiration. The story deviates a little bit from that, though. There’s a tiny shout-out to Per Solum Lacuna in here, if you can find it. ^_~ And the last scene is optional. Alternate ending, so to speak.
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Rating: PG
Wordcount: 518 or 854
Challenge:
Recipient:
catalinacatKeywords: alone, stars, fate
Dialogue: "That which we call a rose by any other word would smell as sweet."
Summary: It takes a certain amount of bravery, I think, to go into a combat situation in which you know you have absolutely no chance to survive just to buy a little time, time which might not even matter.
Author’s notes: The summary is actually something I wrote which seemed to fit the prompts well and which served as inspiration. The story deviates a little bit from that, though. There’s a tiny shout-out to Per Solum Lacuna in here, if you can find it. ^_~ And the last scene is optional. Alternate ending, so to speak.
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Gacked from femmequixotic
The Big Read reckons that the average adult has only read 6 of the top 100 books they've printed. Well let's see.
1) Look at the list and bold those you have read.
2) Italicise those you intend to read.
3) Underline the books you LOVE.
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femmequixoticThe Big Read reckons that the average adult has only read 6 of the top 100 books they've printed. Well let's see.
1) Look at the list and bold those you have read.
2) Italicise those you intend to read.
3) Underline the books you LOVE.
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I didn't like this when I first wrote it, but looking back on it it's all right. Short exposition about the Marauders and their animal forms, with a veiw on Moony that I've never seen before. Really, never; I don't remember writing this.
Hints of (un)requited(?) Sirius/Remus, which as you know is slash, so if you feel the need to flame me, have at; I fight fire with fire.
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Hints of (un)requited(?) Sirius/Remus, which as you know is slash, so if you feel the need to flame me, have at; I fight fire with fire.
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I had a bit of an epiphany yesterday. I realized that it doesn't matter what I decide to do for money in my life, and I don't need to go find my passion; it's been right in front of me this whole time.
And, yes, fandom is right up there, and while there's no end to the joy I get out of the communitiy, there is something lacking about sitting at a keyboard all the time. Not to mention that while I'm pretty skilled, I'm nowhere near the skill level of some of the people in this fandom that I adore, and I'll never get there, mostly because I can never finish anything. (FUCK! I still haven't posted my hd_500! SO MUCH FAIL!)
Anyway. So I was at this Pokemon tournament, and one of the players was the man who usually runs the tournaments--Mr. Raichu. (Guess who his favorite Pokemon is.) So, being the usual judge, of course he was something of a celebrity at the tournament, and the other judges kept making fun of him--friendly-like, cause everybody loves him, but he's the kind of guy who'll never get sick of being made hilarious fun of. Anyway, I was thinking how it's a good thing he gets to play sometimes, because otherwise he'd get sick of judging all the time. The truth is, he will never get tired of judging; that's his passion. He loves the ten and unders despite how utterly stupid they can be--not to mention annoying and self-centered. But you know, I know exactly how he feels. Judging these tournaments is fun enough in and of itself, but when combined with the fact that many of my best friends are at those tournaments and the fact that Pokemon kids (despite being stupid, annoying and self-centered) are good. In a Yu Gi Oh tournament, I would expect a deck left lying around to disappear into someone's pocket. In a Pokemon tournament, it's given to the judges and delivered back to its owner within ten minutes. Every time.
In essence, what I'm saying is that as long as I can come to Pokemon tournaments and help Mr. Raichu out, maybe take over for his wife and himself when they 'retire' (if they ever do)--that's a good life. Whatever else I do, as long as I've got that and fandom, I'm totally fine.
Also, I have an awesome new icon
And, yes, fandom is right up there, and while there's no end to the joy I get out of the communitiy, there is something lacking about sitting at a keyboard all the time. Not to mention that while I'm pretty skilled, I'm nowhere near the skill level of some of the people in this fandom that I adore, and I'll never get there, mostly because I can never finish anything. (FUCK! I still haven't posted my hd_500! SO MUCH FAIL!)
Anyway. So I was at this Pokemon tournament, and one of the players was the man who usually runs the tournaments--Mr. Raichu. (Guess who his favorite Pokemon is.) So, being the usual judge, of course he was something of a celebrity at the tournament, and the other judges kept making fun of him--friendly-like, cause everybody loves him, but he's the kind of guy who'll never get sick of being made hilarious fun of. Anyway, I was thinking how it's a good thing he gets to play sometimes, because otherwise he'd get sick of judging all the time. The truth is, he will never get tired of judging; that's his passion. He loves the ten and unders despite how utterly stupid they can be--not to mention annoying and self-centered. But you know, I know exactly how he feels. Judging these tournaments is fun enough in and of itself, but when combined with the fact that many of my best friends are at those tournaments and the fact that Pokemon kids (despite being stupid, annoying and self-centered) are good. In a Yu Gi Oh tournament, I would expect a deck left lying around to disappear into someone's pocket. In a Pokemon tournament, it's given to the judges and delivered back to its owner within ten minutes. Every time.
In essence, what I'm saying is that as long as I can come to Pokemon tournaments and help Mr. Raichu out, maybe take over for his wife and himself when they 'retire' (if they ever do)--that's a good life. Whatever else I do, as long as I've got that and fandom, I'm totally fine.
Also, I have an awesome new icon
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How awesome is that.
In addition, Nate Nicky Mitchell Jamie Jonathon Mayme Heather ThayguywhosenameIdon'tknow SomeoneelseIthink and Ben kidnapped me today and brought me to Scottie's for ice cream. I'd forgotten how blatantly sexual everything is with those people. I've missed them. ^-^
Also, BEN IS THE BEST NERD EVER. He's like "I'm a clay nerd! I'm a D&D nerd! I'm a Pokemon nerd! I'm not a WoW nerd!" and I's like "YOU ROCKS."
I've missed those people. APPARENTLY BEN GOES TO THE LAIR. THAT ROCKS. and he's gonna make me a cute creepy face out of clay and leave it with Jill and she will gives it to me and I will be like OH MAI GAWD I HAS A BENFACE.
Anyway. He and Nicky also play the Kingdom of Loathing, from which my awesome pic above was stolen--print screen is an amazing invention, yepyep. They're level 7 and 8 mostly, and I'm chillin' at level 14. They didn't tell me their usernames, though.
Hey! Anybody who knows Nicky and Ben! So, um, Heather! Tell me at least one of their KoL usernames (and also whose it is) and I will finds them and stabs them in the knife with my Disco Banjo.
Yes. Stabs them in the knife. Too priceless to get rid of. I will shut up now because there is absolutely no filter between brain and keyboard. PEBKAC.
Edit: I has their names. Doesn't needs them. Every time you can has God kills a lolcat.
fic rec? no, not really.
WAHOOOOOOOO! ^-^ MY HD_500 HAS BEEN POSTED!
*dances with glee*
It's here, and it's amazing! Bymarguerite_26, about 1000 words.
It included, as requested, pandas, bubbles, voloptuousness (which I commend her for, as that's hard to get in a 500-word mslash fic) and the quote "Better to have loathed and loved than never to have loathed at all."
She took such a unique and unexpected angle on it, and it's sooo cooool wahoooooo.
*dances with glee*
It's here, and it's amazing! By
marguerite_26, about 1000 words.It included, as requested, pandas, bubbles, voloptuousness (which I commend her for, as that's hard to get in a 500-word mslash fic) and the quote "Better to have loathed and loved than never to have loathed at all."
She took such a unique and unexpected angle on it, and it's sooo cooool wahoooooo.