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I have a lot to say today.
After running far away from erotic fanfiction, (and, lately, original fiction even) I finally returned for a brief stint and tried out 
yaoi_challenge and its sister community springkink. Some of them sunk, some of them swam... some of them surprised even me. If you're curious, take a look:
http://community.livejournal.com/springkink/91507.html - Count Cain/Godchild, mild R, drabble.
http://community.livejournal.com/springkink/63990.html - Ranma 1/2, NC17, Porn Without Plot.
http://community.livejournal.com/springkink/36349.html - Harry Potter, Remus/Sirius, R, rentboy Alternate Universe.
http://community.livejournal.com/springkink/36070.html - Saiyuki, Hakkai/Gojyo, R, rentboy Alternate Universe drabble.
http://community.livejournal.com/springkink/33733.html - Saiyuki, Sanzo/Gojyo, R.
And theyaoi_challenge request I will post here, that way I know if anyone comments on it, since the original post is not from my account.
Title: I Hate the Way You Love
Fandom: Heat Guy J, Daisuke/Clair
Rating: NC17
Warnings: implied incest, implied rape
Summary: Clair tries out his own brand of justice; it’s a good thing Daisuke’s there to save him.
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YET ANOTHER NOTE: I am changing lj's! My new writing (and anything) journal is here:writtenbyrandom Friend me, comment me, LOVE ME!</b>
For now, that is all.^^
yaoi_challenge and its sister community springkink. Some of them sunk, some of them swam... some of them surprised even me. If you're curious, take a look:http://community.livejournal.com/springkink/91507.html - Count Cain/Godchild, mild R, drabble.
http://community.livejournal.com/springkink/63990.html - Ranma 1/2, NC17, Porn Without Plot.
http://community.livejournal.com/springkink/36349.html - Harry Potter, Remus/Sirius, R, rentboy Alternate Universe.
http://community.livejournal.com/springkink/36070.html - Saiyuki, Hakkai/Gojyo, R, rentboy Alternate Universe drabble.
http://community.livejournal.com/springkink/33733.html - Saiyuki, Sanzo/Gojyo, R.
And the
yaoi_challenge request I will post here, that way I know if anyone comments on it, since the original post is not from my account.Title: I Hate the Way You Love
Fandom: Heat Guy J, Daisuke/Clair
Rating: NC17
Warnings: implied incest, implied rape
Summary: Clair tries out his own brand of justice; it’s a good thing Daisuke’s there to save him.
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YET ANOTHER NOTE: I am changing lj's! My new writing (and anything) journal is here:
writtenbyrandom Friend me, comment me, LOVE ME!</b>For now, that is all.^^
springkink fic #1
Title: Get the Guns Out
Author/Artist:ranmaxryoga
Rating: R
Warnings: um… mutual gratification?
Word count: 1,861
Summary: Gojyo and Sanzo get on each other’s nerves.
A/N: Takes place in Chapter 19: Misty in manga four, whilst the Sanzo ikkou (minus Goku) are stuck in the fog.
Prompt: Proximity and mutual arousal, not necessarily because of the other at first, but they end up fucking/handjobs/whatever. Heat.
Disclaimer: not mine. Minekura’s.
Soundtrack: “Love Is A Deserter,” The Kills for Sanzo; “King of the Rodeo,” Kings of Leon for Gojyo
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Author/Artist:
ranmaxryogaRating: R
Warnings: um… mutual gratification?
Word count: 1,861
Summary: Gojyo and Sanzo get on each other’s nerves.
A/N: Takes place in Chapter 19: Misty in manga four, whilst the Sanzo ikkou (minus Goku) are stuck in the fog.
Prompt: Proximity and mutual arousal, not necessarily because of the other at first, but they end up fucking/handjobs/whatever. Heat.
Disclaimer: not mine. Minekura’s.
Soundtrack: “Love Is A Deserter,” The Kills for Sanzo; “King of the Rodeo,” Kings of Leon for Gojyo
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hmmm.
Christian web sites that aren't afraid to post pictures like 
, and aren't afraid to say things like "The greatest enemy to the movement of Jesus Christ is Christianity," really make me happy.
Placebo at the Agora - Cleveland
Saturday, November 04, 2006--
I finally saw Placebo live in concert.
^^
A bald Brian Molko, a lecherous Stefan Olsdal, and a drinking-- or already drunk-- Steve Hewitt still made for a good time had by all. This concert ties Sigur Ros with my favorite of all time, though I have to wonder if it's because the anticipation leading up to it was so sweet. I was seriously looking forward to this night.
The co-headliner, She Wants Revenge, opened the show; pics of them will come later, as I'm having to scan these images, and that takes an unbelievable amount of patience I currently do not possess. They were good enough-- enjoyable enough-- but honestly, once Placebo hit the stage I forgot all about them-- and so did everyone else. The entire audience was there to see Placebo. It was insane. The minute the lights dimmed and Stefan walked onstage it was a press of bodies, wall-to-wall flesh and the smell of too much hair product and cigarettes mingling to a stifling degree. No one cared, though-- Infra-Red was queuing up and the crowd was pumped to finally see a band that hasn't bothered with this portion of the world in three years or more. Did the amount of screaming mod and scene kids surprise them? I hope so, because I'd love to see them again, even if I have to travel another six hours to do so.
Although I'm not sure I remember every song they played, I know that they were onstage for more than an hour, a good hour fifteen if my guess is correct. They ran through a healthy mix of songs, including (in no particular order) the audience-participation Special K ('a bit like American Idol, only without the work of Satan,' intro'd Molko), Every You Every Me, Meds (sans VV), Taste In Men, One of a Kind (my personal favorite, and also the one Molko seemed to have the most fun playing, turning 'thank you' into a yelled 'Well, FUCK YOU!'), Drag, Running Up That Hill, Bitter End, Sleeping With Ghosts, Because I Want You, Song To Say Goodbye, and ended with Twenty Years, the not-single that seems to sum up Placebo at the moment. The crowd never seemed to be lost, even on the slower songs, and I swear everyone around me was just as fervent in screaming all the lyrics back at Molko as I was.
While I was pretty much getting anally raped by a sweet kid behind me, there was an interesting development onstage, or at least I thought it was amusing. At one point, Stefan's guitar strap broke and he was sans instrument for a good minute or so. While a tech was taking care of the problem, Stefan stepped up to the edge of the stage and started surveying the crowd. Now, I have never thought of Stefan as being all that sexy, but that night, with his bared chest and sculpted stomach, he was everything sexy embodied-- and he was staring right at my boyfriend.
Stefan only scanned the crowd for a little bit before his eyes seemed to zero in on something. My boyfriend and I were separated at this point, so as I followed Stefan's line of sight, I was shocked to find him locked on my tall, manly boyfriend. Now, I know Stefan doesn't go for the ladyboy type, so my boy is right up his alley, and it helped that he was one of the tallest people there. When I asked my boyfriend later if what I had seen was true, he replied, "Uh, yeah, Stefan wasn't just looking at me-- he was eye-raping me!" For being one of the most heterosexual people I know, my boy was one hell of a good sport about it all.
My only regret is that we didn't stay afterward to meet the band-- who knows what would have happened between Stef and my boyfriend. ^^
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I finally saw Placebo live in concert.
^^
A bald Brian Molko, a lecherous Stefan Olsdal, and a drinking-- or already drunk-- Steve Hewitt still made for a good time had by all. This concert ties Sigur Ros with my favorite of all time, though I have to wonder if it's because the anticipation leading up to it was so sweet. I was seriously looking forward to this night.
The co-headliner, She Wants Revenge, opened the show; pics of them will come later, as I'm having to scan these images, and that takes an unbelievable amount of patience I currently do not possess. They were good enough-- enjoyable enough-- but honestly, once Placebo hit the stage I forgot all about them-- and so did everyone else. The entire audience was there to see Placebo. It was insane. The minute the lights dimmed and Stefan walked onstage it was a press of bodies, wall-to-wall flesh and the smell of too much hair product and cigarettes mingling to a stifling degree. No one cared, though-- Infra-Red was queuing up and the crowd was pumped to finally see a band that hasn't bothered with this portion of the world in three years or more. Did the amount of screaming mod and scene kids surprise them? I hope so, because I'd love to see them again, even if I have to travel another six hours to do so.
Although I'm not sure I remember every song they played, I know that they were onstage for more than an hour, a good hour fifteen if my guess is correct. They ran through a healthy mix of songs, including (in no particular order) the audience-participation Special K ('a bit like American Idol, only without the work of Satan,' intro'd Molko), Every You Every Me, Meds (sans VV), Taste In Men, One of a Kind (my personal favorite, and also the one Molko seemed to have the most fun playing, turning 'thank you' into a yelled 'Well, FUCK YOU!'), Drag, Running Up That Hill, Bitter End, Sleeping With Ghosts, Because I Want You, Song To Say Goodbye, and ended with Twenty Years, the not-single that seems to sum up Placebo at the moment. The crowd never seemed to be lost, even on the slower songs, and I swear everyone around me was just as fervent in screaming all the lyrics back at Molko as I was.
While I was pretty much getting anally raped by a sweet kid behind me, there was an interesting development onstage, or at least I thought it was amusing. At one point, Stefan's guitar strap broke and he was sans instrument for a good minute or so. While a tech was taking care of the problem, Stefan stepped up to the edge of the stage and started surveying the crowd. Now, I have never thought of Stefan as being all that sexy, but that night, with his bared chest and sculpted stomach, he was everything sexy embodied-- and he was staring right at my boyfriend.
Stefan only scanned the crowd for a little bit before his eyes seemed to zero in on something. My boyfriend and I were separated at this point, so as I followed Stefan's line of sight, I was shocked to find him locked on my tall, manly boyfriend. Now, I know Stefan doesn't go for the ladyboy type, so my boy is right up his alley, and it helped that he was one of the tallest people there. When I asked my boyfriend later if what I had seen was true, he replied, "Uh, yeah, Stefan wasn't just looking at me-- he was eye-raping me!" For being one of the most heterosexual people I know, my boy was one hell of a good sport about it all.
My only regret is that we didn't stay afterward to meet the band-- who knows what would have happened between Stef and my boyfriend. ^^
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two 15minfics;; getting back into the swing of things
It's been a long time since I've written anything, so I figured a good way to brush the rust off my creativity was to do a couple drabbles. Here are two, for the 15minuteficlets community. They're both really terrible and make no sense at all, but hey, at least I'm trying again. Both Pan/Will, gen, PG. All mine.
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15minuteficlets community. They're both really terrible and make no sense at all, but hey, at least I'm trying again. Both Pan/Will, gen, PG. All mine.( Collapse )
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fucking um.
Earlier this year, my early birthday present from my darling boyfriend was two tickets to go see Sigur Ros, which is still ranked as the number one best concert I've ever seen, period. In 2000, I met Henry fucking Rollins. On November 4, I am going to Cleveland to see fucking Placebo play in a tiny club. Last night, I attended the revamped Family Values tour thanks to my beautiful friend Clay. I got to see motherfucking Dir En Grey live, and I got to meet motherfucking Kyo from Dir En Grey!!!
Now to just meet Brian Molko, and my list of current rock idols will be complete. Definitely after the Placebo concert, my list of bands to see live will have been fulfilled -- for the year at least.
Now to just meet Brian Molko, and my list of current rock idols will be complete. Definitely after the Placebo concert, my list of bands to see live will have been fulfilled -- for the year at least.
unless you want the world to hate you...
...don't cover joy division songs. people exalt their ian curtis.
Yeah...
ROUGH DRAFT AMT II chapter eight
I've been sick and bored all weekend, and have done nothing but watch Christian Bale movies throughout most of it. (The Machinist I highly recommend, if you don't mind thinking, "Yay. Fight Club Redux," throughout parts of it.) ALSO I finished Invisible Monsters by Palahniuk-- and now I know why it came to me so highly recommended. I gotta get my own copy. Trainspotting by Irvine Welsh is proving a slightly more difficult (read: BORING) task.
I'm starting to think I can link everything in life to Velvet Goldmine.
ontotheimportantbit.
I haven't written a single linear bit of this story in about two months-- if I've had any time to work on it, a lot of it has been focused on revisions of Part One.
Honestly, I was just stuck. I knew what I wanted to happen, I just didn't know how to get there. However, this morning (meaning Easter Sunday) I woke up after having an awful dream about someone getting shot to death, plonked my ass down in front of my computer... and all of this came pouring out. There's more, involving Omaha, that isn't quite yet ready to be seen, but I thought I would post this up to show that I HAVEN'T forgotten this story. Read, enjoy, don't kill me.
LARGELY UNEDITTED
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