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[July 15 2020]


made by the lovely [info]eyecontasia.

nothing here might make much sense. except for the fandom & the porn.

some things are unlocked, others are not. there's no set pattern.

fic & related things are posted over in [info]at_the_seaside, unless it's comment fic or rough drafts.

but really, all you have to do is comment & I'll let you in. unless I know you in real life or you're just some kind of creepy asshole or a troll.

(but it is nice to have things in common!)

also. I don't like the word emo, I adore glittery things & I obsess heavily, in case you can't tell.

& slash & femmeslash abound here. if you can't take these sorts of things, then perhaps you should be elsewhere.

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(something's on your mind & I wanna be the one that you call when you get down) [January 05 2009]
I actually finished the first instalment of my Sarah/Romana/Eight fic. Yes, I'm as shocked as you are. Since when does Sunday finish fic & since when does she even actually write it?!

(blame [info]getyourwordsout - I'm really very glad I signed up for this year. I may even get a few issues of riverdresses out of this, which is my second aim in having signed up. First one? Try & write more fic instead of just chattering about it!)

Anyway, first instalment is actually done. Second instalment will hopefully get started tomorrow when I get back from the doctor's in the afternoon or early evening. Hopefully.

Had a very lazy day today. Didn't go out at all; just read more of Henry and June & watched Doctor Who. Other than that . . . I actually can't remember anything I did today. But at least I got some writing done & I didn't lose another day - I've lost too many already.

O, wait, one thing I do remember - Mother & I ordered stuff for my cousin's baby shower. My cousin, who's wedding I went to in August, is going to be having a baby next month on the twelfth & she sent Mother & I an invite to her shower on the eleventh this month, I believe. It was . . . an interesting thing, having to order ANYTHING with my mother, because she can make even the simplest task frustrating, but we picked out some nice things, I think!

(my mother's birthday is next month on the third. Mine is on the sixth. February seems to be a popular month for people to be born in my family. ::blinks::)

& before it's Monday, day four of the happiness meme!

♥♥ Being a lazything today

♥♥ Surpassing my stated word count & finishing the first part of my fic! HAPPY SUNDAY IS HAPPY

(also. Self is becoming rapidly addicted to Two/Jamie. Self wrote fic last night. I WANT MORE TWO/JAMIE! & also, self just realised - this is such a Two/Jamie song. ::ignores the fact that she already gave it to Eight&Charley::)

(in the neon sign scrolling up & down I am born again) [January 02 2009]
::twirls::

I was finally properly tagged for this meme by [info]velvet_midnight! (I know, I could have done it any time, but it made me feel kind of warm that someone tagged me proper. I'm silly, I know!)

THE HAPPINESS MEME

Rules: For eight days you have to post something that made you happy that day. Tag eight people to do the same.


Day one

♥♥ Getting a brand new copy of Haruki Murakami's Kafka On the Shore at Borders & with all my savings, getting the price knocked down from fifteen dollars to five. ::bounces::

I don't tag people, but anyone who's eyes see this post & haven't done it yet? I AM TAGGING YOU.

♥♥♥♥

Most of my New Year's Day was spent lying about in my pyjamas & watching Two & Seven serials, then trekking down to the bookshop in the late & very foggy afternoon, both of which were most delightful ways to spend the new year!

At home, whilst watching The Invasion, which I quite enjoyed, even if the animation gave me a bit of the twitches on occasion I somehow&suddenly a) came up with a rather cracky thought for a spot of Two/Jamie/Zoe smut (& I SWORE I'D NOT SHIP HER WITH EITHER OF THEM, ZOE IS TOO AWESOME FOR THEM.) & b) don't even know how I managed not to scream every ten seconds, 'JAMIE, YOU & TWO ARE SO MARRIED & IT IS TOO CUTE TO BE LEGAL.'

Two/Jamie subtext? Piffle&poppycock! Two/Jamie is TEXT! THIS IS NOT DEBATABLE. I may need to picspam them at some point. Silly yet tough bendy little men with sneaky charm & adorable eighteenth century (o, FUCK, I hope I got that right!) Scottish boys FTFW!

(& bugger, I realised I might indeed, finally have a tiny crush on Two. BUT THAT'S ONLY BECAUSE I'D TOTALLY BE WOULD BE JUST SLIGHTLY CHARMED BY HIS FUNNY LITTLE FACE & HIS BRILLIANCE & WIT, OKAY?)

Seven reminded me just a bit of Two in Survival. Not personality-wise, but in the clothes sense, I think. MORE funny little bendy men in equally funny clothes! But I loved Survival loads & ZOMG ACE! She is MADE of badassery & I WANT MORE.

(&.um.er. Is it wrong of me that I kiiiiind of found Sylvester McCoy really rather handsome? I completely did. & like Peter Davison, he still looks gorgeous now!)

Ah, I missed the Master. ::ignores the fact that she just saw him in Logopolis:: Though he reminded me very much of a vampire in this story, but Ainley!Master has a tendency to do that. Sort of look like how I sort of imagined Bram Stoker's Dracula to look when he arrived in London. (& black velvet! Sigh! Legendary, yes.)

(this has nothing to do with the fact that I think Eight would make a nice vampire, mind you. ::hides face:: But he would, yes? All that velvet & those curls & that sensuous, soft voice of his . . . well, okay, I think he would. But he'd be a real vampire, none of this saddled-with-a-soul, non-blood drinking, no-fanged, glittery silliness! Think Zagreus, but Eight fully in control & enjoying it. & if you had any idea how fucking hard I am trying to not write that, you'd be amazed at my willpower. Someone alert me when there's another multifandom or Who-centric cliche fic challenge? THEN I'll write it.)

& incidentally, I would have been eight months old when that episode aired. Eight months. A little over the half a year mark. One higher than a number I hold a bit close to my heart. The designation of my second Doctor.

Sometimes, even though it may not seem like it, my life revolves around certain numbers or certain groupings of numbers.

It's very odd. My life is all about words, but sometimes, numbers slip under the doors when I don't realise it.

I feel like writing random, nonsensical verse-ficlet of the Two/Jamie variety & I will, actually, as soon as I get this out of my Semagic & get some cherry Coke.

I cannot have Two & Jamie living in my head. Not with Eight & Sarah! O, THE HAVOC. & POSSIBLY THE FIC. & Eight & Two are so going to fight over music. I know this.

FIC: do you know where friendship ends & passion does begin?, Eight/Sarah Jane [December 28 2008]
. . . I actually finished, edited a bit & wrote fic. I ACTUALLY DID THIS. ::eyes boggle::

Title: do you know where friendship ends & passion does begin?

Author: [info]riverdresses

Pairing: Eight/Sarah Jane

Rating: NC-17

Summary: Temporarily sidetracked while on a trip with the Doctor, Sarah brings up a long-forgotten bit of whimsy that the Doctor encourages her to turn into reality.

Notes: This fic would not exist without the help of both of the lovely ladies [info]backinblackk, who did the preliminary beta-reading for this & [info]wildannuette who did a lovely job Brit-picking this for me. Title is from the song Stockings by Suzanne Vega, which helped inspire this fic to a certain extent.

The timeline for Eight, just to keep everything straight is post-TVM, pre-Storm Warning & for Sarah, pre-The Sarah Jane Adventures & School Reunion, but you can always disregard that for this story.

Crossposted to [info]at_the_seaside which is where that cut will take you, [info]riverdresses & [info]who_otp.

(in her eyes a distant firelight burns bright)

(faithful friends who are dear to us gather near to us once more) [December 25 2008]
MERRY CHRISTMAS SNOWBUNNIES!

To all of my darlings who will be celebrating today (it being already 1:38 A.M. here for me so I can say that!), I wish you the best Christmas you'll ever have & I hope that everyone gets to spend it doing what they like, getting everything they want & eating very yummy things!

& here are a few snapshots of Christmastime here in The Tea & Time Room of Ill Repute (& the official tree in the rest of the house)!

♥♥ )

& a last few things before a last glass of sparkly cider then watching Withnail & I reading Lord Byron by the rain until I can't stay awake bed!

♥♥ [info]alli_everyday, I got your last two packages yesterday & the Amelie soundtrack & Pest Control audiobook (DAVID TENNANT WITH A RUSSIAN ACCENT OMG YES) package today! ::glomps:: Thankyou, thankyou! (& I actually made my eyeliner that you gave me look good today! I'M SHOCKED.)

♥♥ [info]soundthedrums, THANKYOU, THANKYOU for the extra userpics time & the adorable V-gifty! ::smoochies:: Now I'll really need to get on redoing all of my userpics for 2009!

♥♥ [info]verav, thankyou so much for that truly gorgeous necklace you sent me - I'm going to treasure it forever, sweetling. HOW DID YOU KNOW?

♥♥ [info]ithilmenel, thankyou for my V-gifty! ::nibbles yummy cookie happily::

♥♥ [info]kisstheviolets, your card was gorgeous & eee, confetti! ::hugs you:: Thankyou for sending it to me, darling! & everyone who was kind enough to send me a card, even though you totally didn't have to at all, thankyou. Seeing all of those lovely cards really brightened up my holiday. ♥♥

O my giddy aunt, how did it get to be three in the morning already? Clearly time just seems to literally evaporate when I'm around, doesn't it, silly girlie!

(there are skies that don't have clouds like you there are skies that don't rain down like you) [December 16 2008]
Wherein Sunday rambles, fills Semagic with pure randomosity & shows her flist that two days of being indoors is not a good idea for anyone's sanity.

DUDE.

The Eight/Sarah fic-that's-actually-got-a-bit-of-story-pre-porn is going on ten pages now & I've only just got Sarah onto the couch & Eight's paints all set up. & on another note, when did it go from sketching to painting, you two? I SAID CHARCOAL, NOT PAINT. MUSES, GET IT STRAIGHT. Preferably on that damn fainting couch please.

(well . . . I suppose I needed all of that if I did do that follow-up, but still . . . ten pages & still no actual sexing? This is a record for me, I think.)

Gah, I haven't done much in the past two days except sleep, write fic & watch tellyvision. & drink tea. & listen to audios & music. I am such a lazy girlshape, I know, but it has honestly been too cold to go out! I'm out of sweaters & whatnot to bundle up in & I don't like being so cold my legs & hands shake really violently whenever I stand still. Mother suggested I actually go outside tomorrow (when I was complaining of a headache earlier) for fresh air.

. . . it's cold out. I get a headache in the cold sometime. How do these two things work together? ::blinks::

& OMG MY MUMMY SAW BILLIE PIPER ON THE TELLYVISION LAST NIGHT. & she didn't call me because she wasn't sure if it was Billie or not - DUDE, CALL ME, I CAN TELL YOU FOR SURE. I had to show her a picture of Billie in DWM & she was all, 'Yes, that was her! She was very cute!'

AWESOME. I told her to call me the next time she sees her. BILLIE♥♥ (& we were listening to her singing Last Christmas at the time too!)

& the song Dyskrasia by the Kidneythieves keeps making me think of Zagreus every time I listen to it now. & Tear You Apart by She Wants Revenge makes me want Zagreus!Eight/Charley fic. NO. JUST . . . NO. I love Charley & I draw the line there. Although . . . . I imagine someone must have written it . . . . & if I just happened to find it . . . . or if I just did it as an exercise in writing a very dark & sad bit of Eight!fic . . . I NEED TO BE TALKED OUT OF THIS, THAT DAMN AUDIO SCARED THE FUCK OUT OF ME!

Hmm. I think I'll be even lazier do a small icon overhaul & maybe a layout overhaul for my new name. & keep working on the Eight/Sarah. Those two are just all about the talking! Talking on alien planets, talking in the TARDIS' art gallery . . . Eight? Sarah? I REFUSE TO HAVE MUCH TALKING DURING THE SEXING. if we ever get there, knowing you two.

Edit: O, forgot about this! Tagged by [info]velvetfascism!

A) People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blog and replace any question that they dislike with a new, original question.

B) Tag eight people. Don't refuse to do that. Don't tag who tagged you.


almostbravealmostpregnantalmostinloveVANILLAVANILLA )

mixtape:sonic:of:the:moon:flips:you:inside:out [December 06 2008]
To say that I have no idea of what to preface this mix with would be an understatement. One can interpret this mix & what lies beyond the cut any way they like - fact, fiction, or a combination of both.

(if it's honesty you want, even an unbelievable-but-believable-from-this-strange-girl sort of honesty, well, then, I will give you some. This isn't entirely a story. But it's for you to pick the fact from fiction like carrion from decaying birds. Good luck.)


halcyon on & on )

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