starch and carbs and calories, oh my!

[angelgazing]

A baked potato as a metaphor for the world in twenty-five words or less. Go!



Why, yes, I am bored. No, I didn't get to watch Deadwood because there are some shows you just shouldn't watch with your grandparents in the room. I'm still lost on the brothel!Charlie fic. I still hate that I'm actually researching. I don't research! Ever! I open hp-lexicon.org to see if I spelled all the names correctly, that is the most I have researched anything!

Anyway, spent most of the day lounging, watching Numbers, squeeing over Numebers, (they were wearing the same shirt) reading American Gods and attempting to make icons even semi-pretty and failing in a sort of dramatic way.

I haven't written anything decent since last Tuesday and it's starting to make my brain itch like it's no longer comfortable in my skull. What? That doesn't make me sound completely off my rocker. Ok, it does. Whatever.

::yawns::


ETA: myrafur wins at life!

Unseeing eyes and bitter skin pressured to unfeeling; Ripped from benevolent darkness and scarred by unfeeling hands and unforgiving blades cannot ever again us, sustain.

Let's all give her a biiiig round of applause. ::claps::

Comments

[myrafur.livejournal.com]

Unseeing eyes and bitter skin pressured to unfeeling; Ripped from benevolent darkness and scarred by unfeeling hands and unforgiving blades cannot ever again us, sustain.

[angelgazing.livejournal.com]

Harry hisses against his neck and Draco shivers, head thrown back against the wall and throat bared.

"Bastard," Draco gasps. His fingers clenching into fists, gathering the fabric of Potter's robes and then releasing again. He closes his eyes and pretends (Harry's on his knees already; mouth fucking wrapping around already; whispering, demanding things with his fingers against Draco's hip because his serpent tongue is too busy for words or hissing) it isn't Potter standing before him.

Potter laughs, sharp and bitter and his nose bumps the sharp line of Draco's cheek. He fits his thumbnail into the curve of scar on Draco's arm left by a mark he never should've worn.

(The snake is scared over black, it coils under Potter's fingers and it strikes against Potter's tongue. Potter fits his thumbnail there and it writhes and so does Draco.)

"You think?" he asks, too cocky like he's always been. Like I've defeated my demons, you ponce, and I've defeated yours. His words burn against Draco's skin.

"Yes," Draco answers, eyes still shut tight. He doesn't have to see to know his fingertips are white where they dig into the black that covers Harry's shoulders.

Harry hisses again, his tongue darting out between against Draco's collarbone, and Draco is (tormented defeated won owned his) undone.




::runs away and hides::

[miss-charmed.livejournal.com]

*SQUEELS*

[angelgazing.livejournal.com]

::giggles::

[myrafur.livejournal.com]

*froths* It's SO GREAT! UNEXPECTED REPLY SMUT1!!

Go post this in aprilfur! So I can have it forever and ever!! ...please :D

(GUH! this rocks! ...haven't written anything decent since tuesday MY ASS!)
*goes to take a shower*

[angelgazing.livejournal.com]

But... But... It's... Not Good? ::baffles::

::licks you and runs away::

[myrafur.livejournal.com]

*kick*

It's not no good, I said it was soooooooo good!!

[angelgazing.livejournal.com]

Ow

No, you didn't say not good, but... but... omgicannotwritesmuttythingsforshit. I get all red faced. lol

[affectations.livejournal.com]

She does win but then you win too with your H/D drabble. hee. The bracket thing is coolness. What was wrong with your icons? I did so like them. And besides icons of anything are shiny. lol spending a day lounging is not a bad thing at all. ;)

[angelgazing.livejournal.com]

Brackets are coolness should totally be an icon. ;) And.. And... I dunno, I don't like my Charlie icon I made much. Though I am very fond of the Don one...