Happy birthday, lunarennui! I hope it's beautiful--you deserve a beautiful one, sweetie. *hugs*
Fic Recs!! Wheee!
- ADAMO REDAMO CHAPTER 5 IS UP!!!! SQUEEEEE!!!! *dances* I'm so happy to see this. Jen is lovely and this makes my month. *hearts*
- Paintings by Moriavis. A little melodramatic but sweet, and I really like the premise. Thanks to Kara for pointing this one out. *smooches Kara*
- Having wandered over to the Mistletoe Magic page I am feeling very christmasy. Which, considering I don't think I ever did post all the Armchair Christmas Secret Santa exchanges anywhere is rather ironic, but hey! Fics I haven't read! W00t!!! Like this one!!!! Awwww! Draco and Neville and Smitten!Oblivious!Harry! <3!
- For a Time In Silence by--fuck, who is this by again? Charli J, but I don't remember their ff.net name. (And oooh, thank you cyclogenesis for reccing this! I had totally forgotten about this story, and, ugh. guh. hot.) Oooh, look! There's More!
bookshop: you know what they say, it's always your best friend or your worst enemy.
thessamunga: worst enemy - much hotter than best friend = simple answer.
thessamunga: i concur.
thessamunga: I MEAN, H/D SUCKS.
bookshop: it draws you in. *patpat* you're the victim here. i understand.
thessamunga: i am! i am just a victim to their overwhelming great and t00by yet completely desirably angsty love.
bookshop: now you're talking.
thessamunga: no, now i am eating cookies.
bookshop: it is the Love Of All Loves. *trumpet flourish*
bookshop: oh, then i will talk.
bookshop: It is the Love That Can Overcome All Obstacles!
thessamunga: *eats and listens intently*
bookshop: it is the Love That Cannot Be Contained!
thessamunga: YES, WHEN THEY KILL EACH OTHER.
bookshop: It is the Love That Will Only Grow After Death!!! : ))
thessamunga: *puts them in tupperware box*
bookshop: *thinks of that one tupperware party fic*
thessamunga: YOU ARE KIDDING ME
bookshop: haha, i do not remember where it is
bookshop: wait, it's probably on the psa somewhere still
thessamunga: good lord.
bookshop: yeah, essentially.
bookshop: it's like h/d, d/snape and like, allofslytherin/tupperware
thessamunga: WHO ON EARTH WOULD WRITE TUPPERWARE!FIC.
bookshop: because Flobberworm smut had already been taken?
thessamunga: did they get off on the smell of the new plastic or something? :/
bookshop: yes, that was part of it.
bookshop: and i think the nice sealable lids
thessamunga: surely the lovely muted colours would have had something to do with it as well.
thessamunga: snape: OOH, APRICOT
bookshop: now you're catching on
thessamunga: i am so terrified of going to sleep now. I DO NOT WANT TO DREAM TONIGHT.
bookshop: let the dreams come!
thessamunga: "DRA-CO MAL-FOOOOOOOOOOOOOY - ooh, I like the clear-bottomed ones! VOLGA MAL-FOOOOOOOY can you pass me the Picnic Pack? ROYAL BLUE PLEASE"
bookshop: Hahahahahahaha okay, now i have to find the fic. let me rummage through the PSA
thessamunga: you will scar me for life.
thessamunga: MUCH LIKE HARRY.
thessamunga: you are my voldemort.
bookshop: avada kedavra.
thessamunga: i wonder if my drabble can be classed as NA-fic wasn't sister magpie wondering about that just the other day?
thessamunga: GODDAMN YOU, YOU FOUND IT
thessamunga: *HAS NO OPTION BUT TO CLICK*
thessamunga: *throws cookies at your head*
thessamunga: "It was going to turn into an orgy, Slytherin tupperware parties always did."
thessamunga: *CRIES AND CRIES*
bookshop: *is journaling all of this*
thessamunga: you're destroying the part of my brain where tupperware is still pure and useful only in the kitchen, i hope you realise this.
bookshop: well, what else are friends for?
thessamunga: this is true. what on earth was i doing, not imagining myself making sweet plastic love to my pasta container.
bookshop: and now you'll be able to imagine harry and draco being resourceful in the kitchen. isn't your world a better place?
thessamunga: i won't be able to use tupperware for a month.
thessamunga: A fire ignited within the cold confines of Draco’s opalescent eyes. "You like it too, Potter?"
"Who doesn’t? It’s so clean-"
thessamunga: I AGREE, BOYS, BUT THAT"S WHERE IT STOPS >:0
thessamunga: and they're listening to Rammstein. *SOBS* THAT IS JUST SO WRONG
thessamunga: make them listen to the volga boat song, HAVE SOME CLASS >:0
thessamunga: 'tupperware' doesn't quite fit the tune.
thessamunga: NOT THAT I AM SITTING HERE TRYING OR ANYTHING.
bookshop: *innocent whistle*
thessamunga: they are ravishing each other in plastic-induced frenzies.
thessamunga: i think i have some salad in a pink-lidded box in the fridge...
thessamunga: h/d is evil. k.
bookshop: IS NOT.
To do list for today:
1) call mother
2) pay bills
3) go to voice lesson/ensemble
4) update NA character
5) attempt DV review
What will most likely be done instead:
1) Writing the rest of yesterday's story
2) clicking refresh repeatedly on Nraged.
It's lovely having a life, isn't it?