Well, I know it's been one day, two days, three...a VERY FUCKING LONG TIME since I've last posted. Life has been throwing some pretty goddamn big bullets at me, but I think the worst is over now.

I just watched Stage Beauty on one of the few movie channels we have, and I have to say that I LOVED IT. Loved it.

1. Billy Crudup is HOT. HOT, as in, like the sun.
2. He almost reminds me of Sirius. I don't really know why.
3. It's 17th century, and they use fuck, which is HILARIOUS to me.

Anyway. How have you all been doing? Is everything good?

God, I can't believe I stayed away this long!

This journal is now officially friends only. I'm been debating this for a while, but I've decided this is for the best. I'm totally paranoid about RL people finding this anyway, and plus, this way, people who don't want to hear about all of my silly mess don't have to. If you're hear for my fics, I'll still post them here, but all the other mess is now friends only.

If you want to be added to my friends list, just comment here. There's a really good chance I'll add you because I'm a total friends whore. I usually never say no to new friends. :D

♥♥♥

I've spent the better part of an hour writing angsty Sirius/Remus, and it just really sucks I can't ever seem to give them a happy ending. If it's any consolation, this is on it's way:



Titile: And Look At Where It Leads Us
Rating: R
Warning: angst, and cursewords, and a little bit of fucking
Summary: All that Gryffindor courage, and look at where it leads us.
( Sirius is falling... )

Summary: They say that when you die, you meet five people in heaven.
Note: unfinished, dude. First bit here.

I want to make a community that will be called siriusly and is, as you might have guessed, for all ships and threesomes and orgies and gen that have Sirius as a big part of it. But I don't want to be alone.

Imagine me with a halo and an angel's smile. Whatever your mental picture of me is, just see that and then--halo, smile.

I would like to ask decor_noctis what she wants me to call her, as she has called me Ray, which makes me ridiculously giddy. Also: your fic is in the process of me thinking about it very deeply. Switching POV's won't bother you, will it? I am thinking of heavy angst, but with funny! The Marauders are not the Marauders without funny, you see. *nodnod* But you know this already, of course.

A little snippet running rampant in my brain, you say? Why, I never thought of it, but I suppose....

"But this hurts like betrayl and knives in his back, hurts to the point where Remus can barely breathe, and there is a nagging little voice in his brain that tells him he should have known all along (but Sirius was so convincing when he would whisper all along Remus's skin)."

Ok. So that's just a sentence. B-b-but! It is a longish sentence. Which sort of makes a difference.

...I am shit at keeping my own secrets.

Just so she knows: formerlydf, I miss you!

I love these cats. I really, really do.

I freaked myself out today by looking at colleges on the net. Seriously, remind me not to do that again any time in the near future.

I think I need to branch out a bit more with my characters. So far I seem to have done only Gryffidors, and mostly Marauders at that, and while there is absolutely nothing wrong with an abundance of Marauder!fic, I just don't want to be stuck with it? However, the numbering thing I asked you about, decor_noctis? That will be mostly Marauder-ish. I'm already sparking on that one. Can you say...oh, but I mustn't give it away! ;)

Oh yes. I know. I'm tantalizingly evil.

Also: I really need to clear out my section that has all the little tidbits of ideas and stuff. I mean, I have like four pages. Being a procrastinator and also having the habit of having ideas and never finishing them, yeah, you can see how it would add up.

P.S. I have some Sirius/James dialouge! Please, someone take these boys off my hands!

"James, mate, that's about as funny as McGonagoll in her skivies."

"Well, Pads, judging by that jokes, you wouldn't know funny if you fucked it."

"Ah, but James! Funny is so much more than a three Galleon whore!"

There's more, but, this is enough. Really. Steal it! Take it from me before new fic develops!

P.P.S. This. is. the. best. fucking. icon. ever! *giggle* It makes me feel better already. And the scared cat! No, the irony hasn't escaped me.

I don't know what it is with all this Sirius/James shit (and no, not the porn! Alas, it has fallen to the wayside), but I have another one posted at _whompingwillow and it should be showing up on padfootnprongs sometime soon.

Here it is! When it shows up on padfootnprongs, I'll post the link there, but you don't have to reply at both places. :D

I hope you all had a great holiday and shit like that. Now, however, there is sleep to get and dreams to dream and I don't want to miss out on all that fun.

ETA: Here's the one over at padfootnprongs. :D Happy New Year's Eve! I'm heading off to a party right now, and should come home a little tipsy at the least. Totally wasted at the most, I think.

decor_noctis, I didn't steal your colors, honest! After I used these I checked your page and then I was like, "Shit! They're the same!"

Anyway. It's Christmas Eve here, and my mama's family is coming over at two or something. I wonder if my cousin's cut his hair...last time I saw him at Thanksgiving, he looked like a red-headed Jesus, with the beard and everything. He has a tongue ring and a lip ring, so that kind of distracts from a vision of holiness (as does the lingering smell of pot smoke), but still. My littest cousin calls him Red Beard, like he's a viking!

So, in case I don't get on tomorrow, which I probably won't, MERRY CHRISTMAS!

Ok, now I have to go clean, but I'll talk to all of you later!

I have some original fiction here that I don't like that much, but--I will post it. Just because I love the sound of formerlydf squees (my lovely fandom-wife fangirl you). And, possibly, decor_noctis, because she is a very, very nice girl who thinks she loves me (or does,.

( Penelope )

Anyway. I changed my layout back because the other one didn't look AT ALL like expected. AKA--I expected Not Horrifyingly Ugly, which is what I got. So--wallah! I did keep the dragons though, because they are very cute.

Back to purple it is, mateys!

(And no. I don't know when I became a pirate.)

EDIT: OMG. Who the hell is draco_lover? *headdesk* I am an idiot. But a very, very apologetic one.

HEADACHE! OMG, the biggest fucking headache ever. Remind me to stay away from the bourbon cake from NOW ON. Screw bourbon cake and it's mother.

Bed. Beeeeed. I will write sometime, maybe soon, but not now.

P.S.--The Killers ROCK SO FUCKING HARD. And why do I keep typing The Kileers?

I have another SIrius/James fic idea, except this one will be a)more porny, b)more straightfoward, and c)much more lighthearted and a happier ending. Snippedy-do-das for all!

“Oh, fuck, James,” and Sirius turns over to face him. “It’s like—I dunno. I don’t think I’m gay or anything, or you either, I still like birds and all, I just. I...I think I am, I mean, I’m not but—fuck! It’s just it’s you, James, and—”

AND

“What do you think about when you, you know...wank?”

James looks incredulously at Sirius. He’s sure this time that Sirius must have gone starking mad because he just asked James that which is not something you ever say out loud. It's an unspoken rule of manhood that you never, ever talk about wanking with other men. It's not on, and Sirius should know that. Unless he really is a girl just like James secretly thought in first year.

"What?"

“You heard me, James. Stop being such a skirt and answer the question.”

Weee! Porn! (Hopefully; I doubt I can write porn, but I will try. If it's too crappy, I'll put it in the Recycle Bin and we will not ever talk about it)

EEEK! I have posted it, wallah! It is here, my beautiful baby is here!

I shall repeat myself: EEEEEK!

All of you must go review it--excuse me; all of you must go PLEASE review it. Or I might die of a burst blood vessel or something.

In other news, Mondays can bite me.

Ahhhh! I think I am done with the Neville/Harry. True, it is only two pages long, but there are paragraphs, you see, long ones most of them, and, well. I have no excuse but laziness, and it will have to do.

DF...I will post this here for you to read, and constructive criticism and whatever else you wish. Gramatical mistakes and such, since I have neither patience or your email address!

( And Sometimes, It's Like This is my new title. I like it well enough. )


I believe I have a Gryffindor fettish. And something reminds me that I have another Luna drabble I want to be posting. But, since I have two which are both very similar, I will let you pick: Luna/Ronnishness or Luna mostly-gen with Harry in it. I may wind up posting both because I'm such an awful review whore.

Oh, and the Neville is going to page deuce! I am ecstatic. I am fabulously happy. I feel like I've just chugged a Vault!

Also: Veronica Mars kicks some serious ass. Just to say.

I should have some drabbles up on padfootnprongs sometime soon, so I'll post a link then.

ETA: The drabbles are here

Today was pretty much shit, but I feel better now that I'm home.

I am thinking I should get a paid account. Yay or nay?

This is for formerlydf, who is the awesomest ever.

( Untitled )

Also, I have more on my Harry/Neville!

( I love this so far, even though this is just the beginning and the rough draft, without tweakment. I think my title is going to be And Sometimes, It's More Like )


And now I am taking another break. Anyway, I hope you liked your drabble! :D

--P.S. My mood kitty is one bad-ass motherfucker.

Oh, I am so stuck with the ficcage. Somebody get a tractor and some alcohol. I will definately be needing them, especially the alcohol.

On a seperate note, look at this AWESOME icon that formerlydf made me! I am a lucky, lucky bitch.

Why is that when you want to write something else, you get all this beginnings of lines and endings and dialouge to other plotbunnies in your head, but when you try to write the thing you wanted to, it all goes to shit? Because that really, really sucks hard.

I'm debating whether I should continue with the Luna mostly-gen (which is what I'm so stuck with), the Neville/Harry R-ishness, some Sirius/James, Sirius/Remus, or James/Remus first. I think I'll do whichever, really. (As you can see, I have a bit of a Gryffindor obsession. Also Marauders--at least the hot ones.)

I have the ending all set for the Luna one, a line from the Neville/Harry, dialouge from Sirius/James, a paragraph or so on the Sirius/Remus, and a couple of unsequenced sentances for the James/Remus. Which is probably more than anybody really cares about knowing, but there you go. If you (mostly YOU, formerlydf as you are the only one who reads this journal :D) have a preferance, I'll try to get to cracking on it. Oh, and I was serious about the drabble thing.

I have never been more ready for Christmas holidays, ever. I'm thinking that I should write something Christmas based (and mayhaps involving some naughty mistletoe?), but I'm too arsed to much of anything at the moment.

Also: I haven't seen GoF yet! What is wrong with me? What kind of fan am I? How can I stand to show my face? Honestly, my homework has just been piling up like a fucking mountain, and I have a ton of stuff due Friday and next Tuesday, so I really have to get crack-a-lackin.

Look! I just found a drabble I wrote a while back, maybe like a year ago or so.

( 'Tis the season of sharing and whatnot. Plus it's femmeslash, and, really, who doesn't like that? And no, this isn't porn, BUT it isn't awful, which is good news, because awful!fic makes my head ache (and probably you as well). Here's the drabble! )

In other, less pressing news, I have discovered the following:

winter + no lotion = ugly feet

And damn I want a underwear icon! (But I suck at all things icons).