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|Tuesday, July 26th, 2011|
|Wow, I really blathered on and on before, didn't I?
So, now I'm almost 23, and it's been about 8 years since I started this livejournal. I still have no idea how to operate Photoshop and make nice icons, and only know basic HTML.
One day I'll be computer savvy. Just not today.
|Saturday, January 14th, 2006|
|Would you light my candle
Title: Just Gentle
Author: Mongoosey or Surfinaked
Fandom: Chronicles of Narnia
Pairing: Implied Susan/Peter, Susan/Edmund
Genre: Drabble, Soft angst
Disclaimer: The characters do not belong to me. Susan, Peter, Lucy and Edmund Pevensie belong to C.S. Lewis, and so does the world of Narnia.
Author's Note: My infatuation with hair color and labels makes everything seem peachy keen. Done for the 2006 Incest Challenge.( There they go...again.Collapse )
|Sunday, January 8th, 2006|
|But I'm Just A Little Weak On My Feet
Disclaimer: I do not own the Narnia chronicles, and therefore do not own The Lion, The Witch, and The Wardrobe. The true author is C.S. Lewis, who I unfortunately don’t know very much about. This story contains pretty graphic incestuous themes between the siblings called Peter and Susan, and the implications cannot be avoided in the action that is known as a “blink”. There is no vague reference to heterosexual incest, only graphics. The poem, which I also did not write, can be found in Peter and Wendy, a book written by author J.M. Barrie. The title consists of Captain James Hook’s last words.
Took Me Two Days, And I Have The Worst Writer’s Block.
Author’s Note: We just recently bought the bootleg DVD from Korea, and my sister, who doesn’t care for anything at all in particular (one of those bitchy girls), exclaimed, “I smell incest.” When I asked her why and between what characters, she pointedly said, “The older one with the big lips and that guy you like.” She proceeded to make a squeaking sound and a “What the fuck” noise when the girl grabbed his shoulder in a very suggestive way. I could do nothing but agree. ( Yo ho, me hearties, yo hoCollapse )
|Tuesday, August 30th, 2005|
|Waikiki Beach, My Nemesis.
Yep. I remember when I first "lost it".
The quote, "What was his name again?" rings some nocturnal bells.
"Will you at least call him? He wants to date you.""No."
Note to self: New story posted up on VioletKlaus, too lazy to cross post in own journal.
|Wednesday, August 3rd, 2005|
|Thursday, June 16th, 2005|
Author: Surfinaked or Mongoosey
Fandom: Wicked/Harry Potter
Rating: R for strong language and implied sex, obviously.
Pairing: Crossfandom, Draco Malfoy/Elphaba
Summary: You can either go forward or remain back, and your version of hell is different and whatnot. Whatever the reason and whatever the circumstances, sometimes villains remain villains, no matter who beds who.
Note: Written for Contralemontre's implied sex challenge, since I am terrible at writing timed essays or stories for that matter. Warped is what you get, apparently. And I am so good at erasing and editing the warped parts later on anyway. I might elaborate on this later on, too. Unadultered weirdness. Enjoy.( Read more...Collapse ) Current Mood: crazy
|Saturday, May 14th, 2005|
Midnight craziness. Tired. Taboo.
Challenge: Beginning romance or something
Characters or Pairings: Liir. Nor.
Words: 211( Sailboats?Collapse )
|Sunday, May 8th, 2005|
|Thursday, May 5th, 2005|
On the internet we have special rights.
On the internet we can swear in situations that might not be appropriate in real life.
On the internet we can destroy bullies and cuss out kids and bitch about Bush and brag about abortions.
On the internet we can truly be ourselves (pedophiles, Republicans, teachers, necrophiliacs, Democrats, sluts, heroes, terrorists...) and on the internet we can truly be liars (pedophiles, Republicans, teachers, necrophiliacs, Democrats, sluts, heroes, terrorists...)...
Which frightens me most of all.
|Wednesday, April 20th, 2005|
|Propriety. Of- Where has? The Sake.
Memo to me:
Lily/Narcissa...Finish before New York trip, please.
Elphaba/Avaric...Figure it out before LA, please.
Sir Chuffery...Start on ideas, please.
Strange Not-Even-Pairing Lark thing...Please try to refrain from doing it.
Strange Pairing...Please get this sorted out.
Start memorizing lines.
Do not get anymore piercings until your birthday.
Try not to drink so much. Current Mood: apathetic
|Saturday, April 9th, 2005|
|Friday, April 8th, 2005|
Fuck it. I'm writing slash
|Saturday, April 2nd, 2005|
Tired as a bitch. Smoked and talked and drank and it's only been a WEEK AND A HALF with my damn new bad-ass piercings.
Good Notes, since there are no bad ones: I no longer lisp, the piercings are KILLER and I scare little children.
All in all, "pretty damn good, lads!"
Working on a new story (to normality's chagrin). Children will NOT be spared.
|Tuesday, March 22nd, 2005|
Anywho, to whom it may concern, heterosexual stories again.
Rating: Light R
Pairing: Heterosexual (Sorry, again.)
Just a lark. Better fics on the way.
Summary: What he couldn't say, what he thought, what remains to be said. Fuck cherries, dude.( Life is a bowl of...Collapse )
I got venom piercings today.
I have an awful lisp and my tongue is swollen three times its size.
On a side note, going to the Big Island again...more writing to get done.
On a double side patheti-oco note, I cried all throughout The Notebook.
Yes, that's right, bitches.
THE WHOLE MOVIE. Current Mood: sore
|Sunday, March 20th, 2005|
I think Hot Topic stopped selling JTHM comics. What I usually come there for besides hair dye.
Of course, with all those processed pins and stereotypical metal music and cheesy overused t-shirt slogans, why would we need philosophical cartoon shit? I'm just gonna curl up here with my tattoo magazines and look at the pretty pictures. Pffh. Reading is sooo overrated.
|Tuesday, March 15th, 2005|
|I'm the Shiznit
Yeah. I am.
I've decided to upgrade me to the "Shiznit" because yes, I am. Honesty is the best policy so I decided that I was.
Ich bin HORNY.
|Sunday, March 13th, 2005|
|Oh, by the way.
People are still (to my sister), "No offense, hon, but how the HELL did your sister get into Arabian Nights? Everyone else that got in takes Acting or Acting Topics and are required to get in, but your sister takes NOTHING. None. Zilch. How the hell?" (Insert hidden bitchy undertone in with the false praise and you get the idea.)
I am so effing good. Oh yeah, I rock.
Is it wrong to be so effing SEXY? haha, your mom. Current Mood: amused
I just told my mother that I could possibly become bisexual in the future. Not being exactly straight or bisexual now, I explained to her what I've always been explaining to teachers and close friends.
I just felt like talking, so today I guess I did it.
I also said, in a joking way, that I would marry my sister at the very least, and wonder now if that spurred the whole Biblical conversation (she's a Christian Korean).
I think she's down with the whole idea. My mother's always been cool. Current Mood: cheerful
|Tuesday, March 8th, 2005|
|Hunting Werewolves with Grandpa in Alaska. What do you think?
Part in Arabian Nights. Awesome.
Some of the theater kids are a bit snarky since I'm not real "gung-ho" about it, and came only to the audition because of a favor.
I bought five books at Barnes and Nobles today and another one at a warehouse. I think I might just go mad.
Expect more twisted, seedy stories on the way.
I ate my muse and during digestion, am holding an audition for replacement muses.
Fingers crossed. Current Mood: lethargic