Ok, so my dad got Star Trek 2009 and guilt tripped the whole house into watching it with him. First off, the movie was freaking awesome! <33 Kirk and Spock were totally banging. After the movie, I went and read at least 7 Kirk/Spock fics. They were so cute, awesome, and omg worthy. I also found another nano-er in the group of K/S writers. So yays! ^-^
The bad part though was that my grandfather wouldn't STOP TALKING during the movie! OMG! I was about ready to just kick everyone out of the room so I could have my silent fangasms in peace. Urh.
Also, on a slightly-random-but-still-important-because-it-is-life-or-death note, my grandfather is clearly not used to driving on the roads around here. He's from Canada. All I can say is that they must have much wider roads and a lot more traffic up there. He was having problems with our 'narrow roads' and kept doing these crazy jump inbetween people to change lanes moves that had my heart in my throat for the first four times before I just zoned it out and thought of new fanfiction ideas.
On the better related news front there, I finally broke my 20K word count on NaNo; it's given me my confidence in writing back, so I'll most definantly be upping my fanfiction update schedule when December comes around.
And now, enough procrastiniating, I'm off to wrote more of my novel and buy new manga! XD <3
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Friday, November 20, 2009
Why yes Mr. Panda, I am related to Mr. Sloth
History is spelled very similarly to 'destroy', or 'his toy.' Am I the only one to notice this? Maybe it's because I have a nine page assignment due in four hours that I am noticing all of this...
Yay for word padding tricks learned from NaNo! *sigh* As cool as my history teachers initals are, (ZHA, how cool is that?) I can't help but be annoyed at the multiple assignments given to us everyday.
Plus, I had an awesome new GW/HP idea today while driving to my write-in. What if Zechs was actually Lucius Malfoy? And Quatre was an amnesiac Draco? XD It's so awesome and I already have the basis of an outline for it written out...but I'm not allowed to think about that until December.
Also, I'm a little behind on this, but they found CrazyAboutYugi's hacker. He's from NY apparently. They're trying to sue him for several things and he's been blacklisted by the fanfiction community. Remind me never to upset the puzzleshipping community. They are freaking awesome! <3
On more of the homefront news, I still have no idea when my gradfather will be showing up. It's rather...worrying. I don't even have a clue if he's still in Canada or if he's in the US on his way down. Like, right now. >.< It's so stressful! Which means even less is getting done than normal.
*sigh* Enough procrastiniating for now, I have a history paper to write. ;_; Any volunteers? No? Damn.
Yay for word padding tricks learned from NaNo! *sigh* As cool as my history teachers initals are, (ZHA, how cool is that?) I can't help but be annoyed at the multiple assignments given to us everyday.
Plus, I had an awesome new GW/HP idea today while driving to my write-in. What if Zechs was actually Lucius Malfoy? And Quatre was an amnesiac Draco? XD It's so awesome and I already have the basis of an outline for it written out...but I'm not allowed to think about that until December.
Also, I'm a little behind on this, but they found CrazyAboutYugi's hacker. He's from NY apparently. They're trying to sue him for several things and he's been blacklisted by the fanfiction community. Remind me never to upset the puzzleshipping community. They are freaking awesome! <3
On more of the homefront news, I still have no idea when my gradfather will be showing up. It's rather...worrying. I don't even have a clue if he's still in Canada or if he's in the US on his way down. Like, right now. >.< It's so stressful! Which means even less is getting done than normal.
*sigh* Enough procrastiniating for now, I have a history paper to write. ;_; Any volunteers? No? Damn.
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Desperate teaser
This is a Harry Potter fanfiction called Desperate that I started during summer semester and lost. I found it again last Saturday and fell in love all over again with the idea.
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He sat on top of a giant wooden cross on the edge of a graveyard, wearing only a ragged and faded green tunic. The boy stared as another of the black-robed people walked past his grave. More of them had been showing up the past weeks and it annoyed the boy to no end. They had no respect for the graves, nor the people buried there. The boy hissed softly under his breath as one of the black-robes stepped on top of the graves.
They are very stubborn, kali?
The boy turned to look at the giant snake that had crawled up the wooden cross while he wasn’t looking. Then again, he was so used to the snake that its approach no longer mattered to him. They are. Slightly elongated fangs poked out from underneath the pale boy’s lips.
Shall we go hunting again, kali? They reek of old blood and other’s pain.
The boy stared a little longer at the black robed figures retreating off into the house sitting on the edge of the graveyard. His grin widened as he looked up at the moon. He waited several more moments before speaking again. I had a vision of Mother yesterday. He was in pain. I don’t like to watch Father make Mother be in pain, it unsettles me.
The snake’s eyes gleamed as it turned its head from the boy to the house the black-robes had disappeared into. The reptile understood his Master’s underlying message and fresh venom began to pool in its fangs. The black-robes would pay the Father’s debt.
The boy eventually turned his head back down to the giant snake. Shall we go Kali? Serenity warns us to be careful, but the light of Nothing shall cloak us in vengeance. The boy’s words didn’t even faze the snake, he was used to his Master’s strange prayers and whispers to the dead.
Boy and snake easily dropped from the high cross and slipped into the shadows of the gravestones.
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No, the boy is not Harry in case you thought that. He's something else. I'll give either a fanfic oneshot or a fanart drawing to anyone who can figure out what/who he is.
This is just the begining of the first chapter and the rest of it should be done within the next month.
Comments, questions? Love? Hate?
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He sat on top of a giant wooden cross on the edge of a graveyard, wearing only a ragged and faded green tunic. The boy stared as another of the black-robed people walked past his grave. More of them had been showing up the past weeks and it annoyed the boy to no end. They had no respect for the graves, nor the people buried there. The boy hissed softly under his breath as one of the black-robes stepped on top of the graves.
They are very stubborn, kali?
The boy turned to look at the giant snake that had crawled up the wooden cross while he wasn’t looking. Then again, he was so used to the snake that its approach no longer mattered to him. They are. Slightly elongated fangs poked out from underneath the pale boy’s lips.
Shall we go hunting again, kali? They reek of old blood and other’s pain.
The boy stared a little longer at the black robed figures retreating off into the house sitting on the edge of the graveyard. His grin widened as he looked up at the moon. He waited several more moments before speaking again. I had a vision of Mother yesterday. He was in pain. I don’t like to watch Father make Mother be in pain, it unsettles me.
The snake’s eyes gleamed as it turned its head from the boy to the house the black-robes had disappeared into. The reptile understood his Master’s underlying message and fresh venom began to pool in its fangs. The black-robes would pay the Father’s debt.
The boy eventually turned his head back down to the giant snake. Shall we go Kali? Serenity warns us to be careful, but the light of Nothing shall cloak us in vengeance. The boy’s words didn’t even faze the snake, he was used to his Master’s strange prayers and whispers to the dead.
Boy and snake easily dropped from the high cross and slipped into the shadows of the gravestones.
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No, the boy is not Harry in case you thought that. He's something else. I'll give either a fanfic oneshot or a fanart drawing to anyone who can figure out what/who he is.
This is just the begining of the first chapter and the rest of it should be done within the next month.
Comments, questions? Love? Hate?
Casshern
So, I had to go on an art trip with my stupid art class yesterday. It sucked. Majorly. >.<
On a positive note (and the reason for the name of this post), I watched a Japanese movie called Casshern on the way to the museum. It was freaking awesome! I also came up with a few new plunnies for the movie while I was watching it. ^^ Unfortunantly, I have to put those ideas on hold until NaNo is over. I also saw several points where I could screen cap some good icon bases. I'm still a novice at iconing, but Cait likes what I've done so far, so maybe I don't completely suck? I'll probably end up doing the icons later on this week and making a post on my LJ for them.
And the most amazing part of Casshern? The themesong was written and sung by UTADA HIKARU!! <3 I didn't even realize it until the ending when they played it as the credits rolled by. When I found out it was her too, I freaked out and was all hyper and excited. Which was rather awkward because it happened on a (red!) school bus filled with old people who had no clue what I was talking about. Hehe...
And I couldn't leave you guys without recommending a new fanfiction could I? This is another GW/HP (because I am now officially obssessed):
ID: 4043045 - A Persian's Tale
- Abandoned in London by the Dursely's with fifty pounds to his name and no desire to lodge in a Leaky filled to the brim with Light hostile patrons, who would've thought running from a mugging would find him living in luxury as a cat...
- Just from the summary, I wouldn't have really wanted to read it. But considering I had read just about all the other GW/HP stories, I thought 'what the hell' and gave it a try. It was awesome! It was really fun to read Harry as a cat, especially since the author writes in such a way as to make it fun and easy to read. A definant recommendation.
And now, off to type more of my novel before wallowing in despair over how little I actually have completed...
On a positive note (and the reason for the name of this post), I watched a Japanese movie called Casshern on the way to the museum. It was freaking awesome! I also came up with a few new plunnies for the movie while I was watching it. ^^ Unfortunantly, I have to put those ideas on hold until NaNo is over. I also saw several points where I could screen cap some good icon bases. I'm still a novice at iconing, but Cait likes what I've done so far, so maybe I don't completely suck? I'll probably end up doing the icons later on this week and making a post on my LJ for them.
And the most amazing part of Casshern? The themesong was written and sung by UTADA HIKARU!! <3 I didn't even realize it until the ending when they played it as the credits rolled by. When I found out it was her too, I freaked out and was all hyper and excited. Which was rather awkward because it happened on a (red!) school bus filled with old people who had no clue what I was talking about. Hehe...
And I couldn't leave you guys without recommending a new fanfiction could I? This is another GW/HP (because I am now officially obssessed):
ID: 4043045 - A Persian's Tale
- Abandoned in London by the Dursely's with fifty pounds to his name and no desire to lodge in a Leaky filled to the brim with Light hostile patrons, who would've thought running from a mugging would find him living in luxury as a cat...
- Just from the summary, I wouldn't have really wanted to read it. But considering I had read just about all the other GW/HP stories, I thought 'what the hell' and gave it a try. It was awesome! It was really fun to read Harry as a cat, especially since the author writes in such a way as to make it fun and easy to read. A definant recommendation.
And now, off to type more of my novel before wallowing in despair over how little I actually have completed...
Friday, November 13, 2009
Fic preview
This is a Harry Potter fanfic I started a few months ago before NaNo and I was debating continuing it. The basis is that Harry has been 'trained' by an evil lord named Lord Arcus. His Hogwarts letter arrives and Harry is given the chance to go to school. How will Hogwarts react to this Perfect Soldier? (sorry Heero, I had too! XD)
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“No hesitation now, boy.”
The sharp voice cut through Harry’s thoughts and he wordlessly raised his hand and drove the knife it held into the body in front of him. Glazed emerald eyes gazed into the fading blue ones in front of him.
“Very good.” the voice purred in dark tones as a hand snaked around Harry’s shoulders to grasp his neck. “You have done so well; I shall allow you to ask for a favor.” Long nails drug themselves across the pulse that was beating underneath the pale skin. “What do you want?”
Harry shivered slightly as the breath of the man behind him washed over the shell of his ear. The seductive tones dragged him further into his mind and he lost hold of reality for a few seconds.
“A favor…” his voice was thin from disuse and scratched against his throat.
The man behind him chuckled at the childish repetition of his words. “Yes, what do you want? I shall give you a prize,” his voice lingering on the last word.
Harry’s eyes dropped to the floor and the dead body in front of himself. Blood flowed from the hole in its chest and matted its hair to its head. Absently, the thought surfaced that the man was probably not a natural blonde. Harry could see the brown roots and felt the strangest urge to laugh at the dead man for being so conforming.
The hand at his neck was joined by soft lips at the man behind him became impatient. “Well my pet? What do want?” Unspoken, the lips on his neck also showed that if Harry didn’t give an answer soon, he wouldn’t be able to. Allowing a small smile at the ministrations, Harry let himself relax and his thoughts flow free.
“An owl…” The man stilled and let Harry gather his wandering thoughts. “There was an owl. Cain ate it for breakfast. It had a letter on it.” Harry swallowed and moistened his lips. He hadn’t talked this much in a while now. “It asked,” he paused as a coughing fit overcame him. “It said that,” Harry doubled over and coughed again. Lifting a hand to his mouth, he tried to keep from swallowing his tongue. Cool hands wrapped around his bent waist and a face nuzzled into his back. He could faintly hear soft words spoken against his skin. The breath of the man behind him warmed his shirt and Harry tried to slow his coughing.
Calming down, Harry moved his hand and spit out a mouthful of blood. He straightened slowly and tensed his muscles to keep from shaking in pain.
“Quiet, my pet. You’ll be fine soon. Quoin’s poison is still in your veins it seems. Now, you said a letter came by owl this morning. Just nod.” Harry nodded weakly and the man pulled Harry’s head back until it rested on his shoulders. “Well then, I take it you want me to respond in a pleasing manner to this letter?” Harry nodded again and suppressed another coughing fit that threatened to overtake him. “Calm down. If you die, you are of no use to me.” Harry cringed at the words and tried to pull forward out of the embrace.
“Sit!” A hand grabbed him roughly by the head. “I did not say to move, so don’t.” Growled out, the words instantly froze Harry. “Good.” The hand softened its hold and stroked his hair. “Such a pretty head my pet.”
Showing surprising strength, the man lifted Harry’s frail body up and walked out the door into the stone corridors underneath the castle. Harry curled into the man carrying him and clenched his hands into his own robes. He felt the man start up the steps into the main part of the castle. He smiled and twisted his head to try to bury his head into the man’s neck.
A deep chuckle came through the chest that Harry was resting on. “Cling all you like for now my pet. I shall find this letter of yours while you go and talk to Quoin about your throat.”
Harry nodded vaguely, his thoughts floundering again.
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Aaaand that's all I'm giving you. So, what do you guys think? Love it? Hate it?
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“No hesitation now, boy.”
The sharp voice cut through Harry’s thoughts and he wordlessly raised his hand and drove the knife it held into the body in front of him. Glazed emerald eyes gazed into the fading blue ones in front of him.
“Very good.” the voice purred in dark tones as a hand snaked around Harry’s shoulders to grasp his neck. “You have done so well; I shall allow you to ask for a favor.” Long nails drug themselves across the pulse that was beating underneath the pale skin. “What do you want?”
Harry shivered slightly as the breath of the man behind him washed over the shell of his ear. The seductive tones dragged him further into his mind and he lost hold of reality for a few seconds.
“A favor…” his voice was thin from disuse and scratched against his throat.
The man behind him chuckled at the childish repetition of his words. “Yes, what do you want? I shall give you a prize,” his voice lingering on the last word.
Harry’s eyes dropped to the floor and the dead body in front of himself. Blood flowed from the hole in its chest and matted its hair to its head. Absently, the thought surfaced that the man was probably not a natural blonde. Harry could see the brown roots and felt the strangest urge to laugh at the dead man for being so conforming.
The hand at his neck was joined by soft lips at the man behind him became impatient. “Well my pet? What do want?” Unspoken, the lips on his neck also showed that if Harry didn’t give an answer soon, he wouldn’t be able to. Allowing a small smile at the ministrations, Harry let himself relax and his thoughts flow free.
“An owl…” The man stilled and let Harry gather his wandering thoughts. “There was an owl. Cain ate it for breakfast. It had a letter on it.” Harry swallowed and moistened his lips. He hadn’t talked this much in a while now. “It asked,” he paused as a coughing fit overcame him. “It said that,” Harry doubled over and coughed again. Lifting a hand to his mouth, he tried to keep from swallowing his tongue. Cool hands wrapped around his bent waist and a face nuzzled into his back. He could faintly hear soft words spoken against his skin. The breath of the man behind him warmed his shirt and Harry tried to slow his coughing.
Calming down, Harry moved his hand and spit out a mouthful of blood. He straightened slowly and tensed his muscles to keep from shaking in pain.
“Quiet, my pet. You’ll be fine soon. Quoin’s poison is still in your veins it seems. Now, you said a letter came by owl this morning. Just nod.” Harry nodded weakly and the man pulled Harry’s head back until it rested on his shoulders. “Well then, I take it you want me to respond in a pleasing manner to this letter?” Harry nodded again and suppressed another coughing fit that threatened to overtake him. “Calm down. If you die, you are of no use to me.” Harry cringed at the words and tried to pull forward out of the embrace.
“Sit!” A hand grabbed him roughly by the head. “I did not say to move, so don’t.” Growled out, the words instantly froze Harry. “Good.” The hand softened its hold and stroked his hair. “Such a pretty head my pet.”
Showing surprising strength, the man lifted Harry’s frail body up and walked out the door into the stone corridors underneath the castle. Harry curled into the man carrying him and clenched his hands into his own robes. He felt the man start up the steps into the main part of the castle. He smiled and twisted his head to try to bury his head into the man’s neck.
A deep chuckle came through the chest that Harry was resting on. “Cling all you like for now my pet. I shall find this letter of yours while you go and talk to Quoin about your throat.”
Harry nodded vaguely, his thoughts floundering again.
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Aaaand that's all I'm giving you. So, what do you guys think? Love it? Hate it?
Obsession Corner
OMG! I have rediscovered my love of Gundam Wing. Wish You Were Here for 3 days....
Here's a few of the best ones that I have read for you to enjoy if you so choose. They are all yaoi/slash so don't flame me for not warning you! Also, all these are on fanfiction.net and the numbers are the story id numbers. I figure most people know how to build the links.
- 5367121 - Two for One Deal - Harry Potter disappeared after an attack at the Dursleys. Quatre Winner thinks maybe it's time he go back to the world he left behind. The others? They don't know what they've gotten into... (1x2x5 3x4)- This one is really interesting and fun to read becuase it's so unique.
- 5407917 - Everyone Needs a Hero - During the War Duo comes across an abused Harry (age about 5) who hides him from OZ/Alliance. Seeing the abuse Duo takes Harry away with him. Harry gets shunted about between the Pilots during the rest of the War. After the War, Harry stays with Duo and becomes the Pilots' collective little brother. He doesn't want to go to Hogwarts when the letter comes. Dumbledore won't take no for an answer. - I'm not normally one to read the young Harry crossovers, but this one turned out very interesting and awesome.
- 5143852 - Stray - Wufei makes a strange friend on a mission that goes wrong; a friend that saves his life. However, there is something strange about the green-eyed dog. (5xH) - This is a very popular couple, and this story is definantly not one that should just be shunted aside in the torrent of other fics when searching for something good. The story is interesting, fun to read, and original.
- 4939356 - Finders, Keepers - The war is over, and Harry has made a startling discovery: he has an older brother, who is most likely a Muggle, who was adopted away before he was ever born. Crossover with Gundam Wing. (1xH) - Includes Harry breaking into Quatre's house to spy on Duo. I'm sure you know how well that would turn out. XD Heero's a bit of an ass in this story, but it's still way fun to read.
- 4980683 - Best Kept Secret - Chang Wufei was having a really bad night when Harry Potter stumbled across him in a dark alley and bleeding. Both felt a twinge of something and neither knew what to do about it. 3 months later fate tossed them together again and this time? Who knows? (1x5) - Harry is awesome in this story! I love the way the author has written this story as well. Freaking awesome.
- 4244574 - Shen long - Harry didn’t realise the effects of being a magical Animagus until he shifted into a chinese dragon. 500 years in the future, Wufei visits his family home in China, and ends up meeting the rather unique guardian of the Long clan. (5xH 1x2 3x4) - OMG! Harry's a dragon! And he's stalking Wufei. XD I loved this story, short as it is right now.
There are a few more, but they haven't been update in like 2 years. T-T And they are all soooo good. Feel free to browse on your own, and please send me a link if you find anything totally awesome!
And that's enough procrastinating from my novel. I'm 10K words behind. >.<>
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