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angelgazing) wrote2005-02-11 11:44 pm
angelgazing) wrote2005-02-11 11:44 pm
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and let it be known
I announce to all of fandom(s) on the internets world wide that no longer will Feb. 14th be a day for lovers. No longer will the single be signaled out as less than worthy of this day. Oh, for the single shall embrace this day! They shall look around with pity for the boys with girls and the girls with boys and the dateless shall triumph over the badly dated.
For from now on let this day be known all the internet (or livejournal) over asSelf-Love Day.
You (the single, or the unsingle who wish to be, or the coupled who just want to play along) have two options on Self-Love Day. You can
a) post (in your journal) wank!fic, and link me to it in comments. You know you want to do it. Show me what you got.
b) post (in your journal) something that you've done, created, lived or are that you love. You love Fic A? Rec it to the world, tell us why you love it. Then go write wank!fic. You love that painting you did in high school? You proud of how your kid turned out? You think more people should know your poetry? You like the colour of your eyes or the turn of your nose? Tell the world! Show the world! Don't let there be any shame here.
Now, go forth and create the wank!fic and spread the idea of Self-Love Day. It's good for everyone.
For from now on let this day be known all the internet (or livejournal) over as
You (the single, or the unsingle who wish to be, or the coupled who just want to play along) have two options on Self-Love Day. You can
a) post (in your journal) wank!fic, and link me to it in comments. You know you want to do it. Show me what you got.
b) post (in your journal) something that you've done, created, lived or are that you love. You love Fic A? Rec it to the world, tell us why you love it. Then go write wank!fic. You love that painting you did in high school? You proud of how your kid turned out? You think more people should know your poetry? You like the colour of your eyes or the turn of your nose? Tell the world! Show the world! Don't let there be any shame here.
Now, go forth and create the wank!fic and spread the idea of Self-Love Day. It's good for everyone.
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YAY for Self-Love Day participation! ::giggles::
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:D
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Harry pulled his shirt over his head and looked out of the tower window. He could see the blue Ravenclaw players gathering for a post-practice huddle on the Quidditch pitch, minus the new seeker, who seemed to be still searching for the snitch. If they were that close to finished, it meant he had about fifteen minutes before his own Quidditch practice. Though he knew it was, Harry quickly checked to make sure the dorm room was empty before undoing the belt on his jeans and letting them slide off of his hips. His boxers followed quickly. Harry hadn’t had time for a wank in two days and he was already hardening, being horny and presented with opportunity. He inhaled at the first experimental pull on his cock, and watched the poor seeker circle the pitch. He swirled the bead of pre-come around the head of his cock and idly imagined what it would be like to have his cock in someone’s mouth. Or somewhere else. He thought of Ginny and of how he had once walked in on her giving Dean head. Dean had confessed later that they hadn’t actually had sex yet and please don’t tell Ron about what you saw because he can be kind of protective, and stuff. Harry promised he wouldn’t and later imagined taking Ginny himself, about spreading her legs and thrusting. He imagined making Ginny moan beneath him, wanting it, and about not telling Ron or Dean that he had fucked their girl. As Harry stood in front of the window in Gryffindor tower he pumped his cock and thought about fucking Ginny on Ron’s bed, and that was exciting and he didn’t know why, but it made his hand skitter on his cock. Outside, the Ravenclaw seeker went into a dive and Harry began to feel his balls tighten. The heat he felt in the pit of his stomach seemed to intensify as his hand sped up and he felt that if he weren’t bracing himself against the window frame he might not be standing up. Oh and oh and he was close – but – wait, goddamnit, the Slytherin Quidditch team had just stepped onto the pitch and they weren’t supposed to have this time. Harry could see Malfoy’s hair shining against the green robes and it was all wrong because now Malfoy was in his head and he wasn’t supposed to be there either now. Harry came all over the windowsill with Malfoy in his mind and his own cock in his hand. He swore and quickly cleaned up, and then, grabbing his robes and broom, ran out of the dormitory and down to the pitch.
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*snogs you back*
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::snogs more::
And thank you for the beta! ::gives you cookies::
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Ooh! cookies! *loves them*
*and you*
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Or at least, my version of wank!fic. You know I'm a freak, so consider yourself forewarned. :)
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::still is whimpering and incoherent and unable to spell shit::
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I'll keep you in mind and if I have some I'll comment again *g* But you have to be warned: my English is terrible.
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