Canto a la vita

Writing Fandoms. (Which pretty much means these can make an appearance pretty much whenever they want to)

Aim for the Sky!, Angel, Avatar: The Last Airbender, Bleach, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Card Captor Sakura, Cross (RPG), Code Geass, Cyborg 009, D. Gray-man, Dark Angel, Dragon Ball, DC-Superheroes, Dead Like Me, Death Note, Digimon 01, Digimon 02, Dragon Ball, Escaflowne, Everwood, Fairytales, Final Fantasy VII: Advent Children, Fruits Basket, Full Metal Alchemist, GetBackers, Gilmore Girls, Good Omens, Harry Potter, House M.D., Joan of Arcadia, Kingdom Hearts, Kyou Kara Maou, LOST, Loveless, Magic Knight Rayearth, Moulin Rouge, Mulan, My Own Private Idaho, Naruto, Okane ga Nai, Ouran High Host Club, Queer as Folk, Ranma 1/2, Saikano, Sailor Moon, Saint Seiya, Saiunkoku Monogatari, Samurai Champloo, Smallville, Supernatural, Secret Garden; The, Sword in the Stone; The, Tales of Symphonia, Third Watch, Tuck Everlasting, Weiss Kreuz, Wolf's Rain, X-Men, xxxHOLiC, Y tu mamá también, Young Avengers.

Missing a tag?
Fandoms I might not consider active go here.
Crossovers.
Smaller CLAMP series.

For a more complete list of these fandoms: Complete Index of my Fanworks.

Count 'em. That's 58 72 already written fandoms so far.

OVER 50. So. Next? Er. 100 fandoms? XD.

This is an attempt to keep in mind what I SHOULD be writing rather thana adopting all te bunnies in the world.

If I have promised you fic and I haven't delivered, this is the place to poke me about it.

- Kingdom Hearts/Kyou Kara Maou - Heartless!Wolfram.
- Digital Devil Saga/MASSIVE CROSSOVER = The Cyber Shaman Candidates (Currently waiting for me to play the effing games)
- Loveless Long, AR - Ritsuka in the madhouse. Amnesia strikes again.
- Kyou Kara Maou - LONG. The 20 years between the end of the war and Yuuri's arrival to Shin Makoku.
- Kyou Kara Maou - Longish (3, 4 chapters?). Suberera isn't very happy that a young princess was adopted by demons.
- D.Gray-man - Rabi/Allen something. Lots of something.
- D.Gray-man - Noahcest. Because it'd make me happy.
- X-1999 - Subaru/Kamui Hurt/Comfort.
- Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicles - Subaru/Kamui twincesty goodness. With Fuuma and Seishirou possibly also there.
- Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicles/Loveless.
- Princess Tutu - Snow White version (Once upon a time there was a girl who had hair as dark as raven feathers...)
- Holiday Fics. IF THEY COME BEFORE NEXT HOLIDAY SEASON, ALL THE BETTER, NINA.
- GetBackers - Kakeicest Hurt-Comfort.
- GetBackers - Raitei/MakubeX.
- Heat Guy J - Daisuke and Clair Flirt like fighting. Or was it Fight like flirting? BOTH (I'M STILL SHIPPING IT WHY CAN'T I STOP IT OH GOD THIS IS ME EATING ALL MY 'I DON'T LIKE ENEMIES-SHIPPING')
- Kyou Kara Maou/Heroes - Yuuri and Hiro meet each other. And the world ends because they fangeek the hell out of each other.
- Ranma 1/2 - Ryoga/Ranma NC17.

ADDED: JANUARY 2008.
- Advent Children/Kingdom Hearts 2 - Roxas/Kadaj (/Sora voyeur)
- Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicles - Zagato/Emeraude, Eagle gets Lantis and Geo, Presea kicks ass and Clef wants her to wear pants if she'd please.
- Clamp Therapy - Fai/Xiao teenage making out/frottage.
- D.Gray-man - Miranda/Rinali - PORN. Because I can.
- Death Note - L/Light - Genderswitch!
- Little Red Riding Hood - a la Enchanted. Meaning, Little Red Vixen Hood? Not sure yet.

Um. I-if I missed anything, tell me?

PICK ONE OF MY CHARACTERS AND I WILL TELL YOU:
→ why I decided to play this character.
→ my favorite moment in canon for this character.
→ my favorite piece of headcanon for this character.
→ something about this character which makes me laugh.
→ something about this character which makes me cry.
→ a different character I think I would get along well with this character.

BONUS ROUND:
» I will tell you what character of yours I'd like to play mine against. If applicable.
» you may ask me a free question if you so desire.

I'm only posting the characters I currently play (and no original characters), or if not I'd never finish XD.

( long list under here. )

TV: '-- A SPECIAL GROUP THAT FIGHTS AGAINST EVIL FORCES, ALSO KNOWN AS... G-FORCE'
Me: ... OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG *__________* *TURNS TO LOOK*
TV: '... it's a Gerbil' 'We're part of the FBI!'
Me: ...
TV: =DDD

FUCK YOU TOO, TV.

I've not had a proper fannish talk in a while, right? And since the house in front of mine getting almost robbed stole my sleep from me, let's have some of it. And since I'm such a nice, considerate person, it's under cuts.

( Movies )

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( Anime/Manga )

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( TV Shows )

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And I think that's it? I've been sort of focused on my writing, lately, as well as in RL. I think I might need an internet break, but, we'll see.

Is there any anime/manga/tv show/something something you think I should follow/I would like? I usually just watch/read whatever telrunya tells me too, but if you think there's something I should watch/read that I haven't, feel free to tell me!

So, uh.

If you had a dream that you won money in a contest and you took your family to the beach for a week, and then your father proposed marriage to you and you said yes and then as he's romantically sweeping you off your feet and you're kissing it turns out that it's okay because it wasn't really your dad but this tall, dark and handsome stranger with unrly black hair and piercing blue eyes, and suddenly you're not at the hotel but at a classic New Spain hacienda - yeah, still by the beach - and that somehow you're wearing this gorgeous white dress in a very Gone With the Wind fashion...

What does it mean?

Other than 'your libido just commited suicide forever', I mean, and possibly 'girl, you need to get out of your house. Now or sooner'. I dream-kissed my dad. Ewwwwwwww.

Also, does that count as a nightmare? 'cause you can bet I woke up feeling icky.

June 1
- D.Gray-Man - Ticky/Allen; exorcist uniform-kink; "and the gloves come off"
- magic knight rayearth, lantis/hikaru/eagle: proximity and friction – why are you blushing so hard?
- XXXholic - Clow/Yuuko - desire - your dress looks good on / you my love / and your house looks like / it's heaven

June 2
- Junjou Romantica, Nowaki/Hiroki: The one time Hiroki really wanted it but Nowaki didn't - "I'm sorry, I'm just..."
- Loveless - Kouya/Yamato - the future after Zero - and we are vagabonds / we travel without seatbelts on / we live this close to death
- Princess Tutu, Rue/Mytho: guilt- She knew she was an awful girl.
- tsubasa reservoir chronicles (infinity), lantis/hikaru/eagle: biting / bite marks –

June 3
- Katekyo Hitman Reborn!, Dino/Hibari: Fear of physical contact - 'Don't you dare'

June 4
- Le Petit Prince, the little prince/the fox: reunion - "Our ties exist forever"
- Zombie Loan, Shito/Chika, finding you in my bed a second time.

June 5
- The Addams Family, Gomez/Morticia: Corset play - The gods are bored tonight/ Casting spells to drench my skin
- tsubasa reservoir chronicles (infinity), eagle/geo: soft spot – well, you can’t say I didn’t try.

June 6
- D.gray-man, Allen/Link: vouyerism - 'Is it really necessary to even watch me shower?'

June 10
- GetBackers, Kazuki/Juubei: devotion - you were my religion
- Katekyo Hitman Reborn, Dino/Hibari/Yamamoto: Biting - Digging beneath the surface
- Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicles (Infinity), lantis/hikaru/eagle: guilt and shame – “If it was an accident Where are the tears?” (Emily Autumn – 306)

June 13
- Loveless, Soubi/Ritsuka: age difference - Remember the official doujinshi? Old!Ritsuka guards his chastity from tinyrapist!Soubi.
- Saiyuki, Nii/Kougaijii: Drugging- "Me, I'm just a pervert. <3"

June 14
- Clover, Gingetsu/Lan: Sex with a minor; He looks barely thirteen, but the eyes staring back at you are older than the earth itself.
- D.gray-man, Lenalee/Allen/Lavi: in need, before the final battle - Just a moment of peace

June 15
- Kyo Kara Maou, Yozak/Conrad: provocation leads to rough sex - "I don't know anymore, is this your fantasy or mine?"

June 19
- D.Gray-Man, Lavi/Lenalee: Hurt/comfort - "What's the most important thing to you?"

June 22
- Kyou Kara Maou, Yuuri/Wolfram: pushy bottom - "Get on with it, wimp."

June 23
- Air Gear, Spitfire/Mikura Kazuma: slow pace - "Fire impossible to extinguish"

June 24
- Kingdom Hearts - Kairi/Sora/Riku - Cardcaptor AU, Sora as the sun guardian and Riku as the moon guardian - the form you were destined to be

1. Have your music library ready.
2. Choose one (1) song from your music library whose title starts with the first letter (or number) of your screen name.
3. Repeat this process with each successive letter (or number) in your screen name until you run out of letters (or numbers).
4. Post up your results.
5. BONUS POINTS: Upload your mix (whether it's individual songs or a .zip of all the the songs) and include the mix in your post

Almost Human - Voltaire
Look Happy, It's the End of the World - Matthew Good Band
La Vie Boheme - Rent OST
I Wonder as I wander - Jewel
Rhapsody in Blue (Jazzband version) - George Gerswhin
A Mistake - Fionna Apple
Dancing - Elisa
Rapunzel - Emilie Autumn
Eat Yourself - Goldfrapp
Angry Inch - Hedwig and the Angry Inch
Midnight Radio - Hedwig and the Angry Inch.

I swear this is the last post I make about this.

Regarding my post about my mother: everything I typed there it's the truth. I know I have mommy issues, and I know that expecting the whole world to suddenly have an amazing mother is unlikely. I mean, I'd wish that all of you COULD have a relationship with your mother like the one I had with mine, but I know how things are in the world.

What I asked in my post - and apparently, it was too much? - was to please have some tact and don't make comments in my journal that could pretty much send me barreling into a depression I'm not completely over yet. I don't care if this sounds emo or not, but here it is. I don't believe I asked for anyone to stop hating their mothers, or deciding they won't care if they die. It's your right to feel that way, and most likely you'll have a reason for that.

What I asked for was to, please, 'don't say things like that in my journal' because, most likely? Any and all empathy I might have had for your case? Will be gone in a blind rage of 'you selfish son of a bitch, you don't fucking KNOW what I would give to have my mom with me right now and there you are saying you won't care about yours, you FUCKING ASSHOLE'. Especially because, on the post that started this whole thing, I had finished it with a: "Before mom died, this might have not been included in the top ten, but now. Eh. ''Cos you'll be in my heart/yes you'll be in my heart/From this day on now and forever more/You'll be in my heart/No matter what they say/You'll be here in my heart/Always"

What gave YOU the impression that if you said: "Perhaps because I think that the day my mother dies, I'll feel more identified with 'Room of angel' of Silent Hill 4: So insignifigant, sleeping dorment deep inside of me/Are you hiding the way lost, under the sewers" would be well received? I wouldn't have forgiven that comment from anyone. Not even from my best friends.

I can and do deal with discussion about mothers. Several of my friends AND people in my Flists do have troubles with their families, and I - shock of shocks! - talk with them! And offer advice! And a shoulder to lean against! And I even understand when they end up cursing their mothers! Because they write about it on their journals. And then they give me the choice: do I feel strong enough today to tackle this issue or not? Will I end up feeling like shit, not wanting to leave my bed for over a week if I go through this?

Indifference is not a fucking excuse to be cruel. Indifference is the cause of casual cruelty. 'I didn't mean to' means fuck nothing when you tackle it besides a 'but I think you're being over sentimental about this'.

You know what? IT'S MY JOURNAL. And I can cry if I want to! Or laugh! Or ask people to have some tact! And yes, I expect for us to have some common ground to be able to, perhaps, develop a relationship. Yes, fandom is a start, but how far would I get along with someone who discriminated against others? Not very far is the answer. And thus, while I don't expect - or want! - everyone around me to think exactly the same way as I do, I do expect that we'll have some basic common ground.

You and I don't have that common ground because, you know what? I want the people I'm around to care. How much? It varies from person to person, but at the very least, I hope that the people I relate to will have it in them to feel sorry when they have hurt someone, instead of simply excusing it on 'indifference'. I don't care if it's selfish, I don't care if it makes me a hypocrite. I just think that there's more than enough people who don't care in the world for me to want to be around another one, or to expect some human decency.

But since apparently basic human decency is too much to ask of some people, goodbye and farewell.

*BANS*

PRINCESS TUTU CUTE MEME.

Because fujurpreux and I are of the mind that there should be lots of extra cute on Princess Tutu.

Also, I think I didn't mention it before, but... eh, whatever: alliradream@twitter.

Because apparently I've not been obvious or clear enough about this.

My mother, Claudia, died almost three years ago of cancer. She battled against it for two years. She was my best friend, one of the best persons I've ever known, and I truly and honestly believe that she was my soulmate. She was the person who knew me best. We finished each others sentences. We didn't do everything together, but we planned everything together. Since she died, I've been battling the last three years to learn to do things alone, because before, I knew how to do them, but she was always nearby.

Her death destroyed me. I'm barely starting to find out who am I without her. In my mind, most of what I was going to do included my mom. I've had to shift about 80% of my minds' perception to understand that 'it's only me now'. There is not ONE DAY when I don't wish she was here. If I got ONE wish? I'd wish for her to be alive again. No money, no fame, not eternal love. Just my mom. After she died, I understood that I would NEVER, EVER be perfectly happy ever again, not because I wanted to be emo about it, but because I knew that, no matter how happy I got to be, there was always going to be in my mind this tiny voice that would say 'I wish my mom was here'.

So yes, I have mommy issues. I'm well aware of it. I don't mind.

So what I ask here is, don't come into my journal to tell me how you won't care if your mother dies. Write about it in your journal, that's your right and I won't complain about it. Make a fucking parade in your journal. BUT DON'T FUCKING COME INTO MY SPACE, WHERE I'VE BEEN WRITING FOR THE LAST THREE YEARS HOW MUCH I MISS MY MOM, TO TELL ME THAT. What the hell do you expect from something like that? A fucking debate? A fucking round of applause?

I know that not every mom is as wonderful as mine was. I understand that everyone's got troubles with their families. I'm not asking for you to 'censure yourself'. I'm just asking for you to have some fucking tact and not to come into MY space for that. My kneejerk reaction is to envy every single person that has the chance and opportunity to talk to their moms before I rationalize it. Some days missing my mom hurts so much that just leaving the bed is a fucking miracle. I MISS MY MOM. EVEN WITH MY DEAREST FRIENDS, WHEN I HEAR THEY'RE HAVING TROUBLES WITH THEIR MOMS, I THINK 'AT LEAST YOU STILL HAVE YOUR MOM', EVEN WHEN I KNOW BETTER. And I'm talking about my best friends, the people who I actually know their lives and personal situations.

So, because I wasn't obvious enough about how fucking much I miss my mom, here it is, spelling it loud and clear.

Especially if in the post you commented that bullshit with, I had finished it by saying how much I miss my mom.

I'll post links and everything else tomorrow. Right now I want to enjoy and gloat in the feeling of I'M DONE I'M DONE I'M DONE.

So, uh.

You know how I've been complaining about SPK and saying 'I WANT IT TO BE OVER NAO' and all that?

Cliche Bingo!

( Under the cut! )

*hides*

I know I've comments to answer, I promise that once I finish this fic, I'll go and do so.

ONE FUCKING MORE STORY AND SPRINGKINK IS DONE. Why the fuck do I always get myself to do this?

Because I'm crazy, that's why.



Meanwhile, it's time to clean the "Never Going To Be Finished" Fic Folder:

I can't quite remember why I was writing this one, which is why it's still unfinished. Spazzing about with either Erica or Liz, most likely? Anyway, I totally forgot what I wanted to do with this story, so.


( I feel ridiculous, )

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So, on my long 'Ritsuka in the madhouse'-verse fic? I had this scene started. And then Kouga Yun ruined it because she reads my journal or something. So now, if I decide to actually write the fic, I'll have to rewrite that, lest it seem I'm copying fom her.

This is part of the scene.



( Ritsuka is the first one to break free from the Illusion )

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I. Have no idea? I think I might have been reading Erica's stuff and I wrote a few things and then I didn't finish them.

So Touya and Yue and Yukito being devious when it mattered. IDK.



( The sudden breath of magic awoke Touya more than the startled hiss of breath the new occupant of his bed made. )

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Considering that I have some notes of the 'WHY DO I HAVE TO FAIL AT PORN WHY' on the file, I think this might have been for either SPK or a kinkmeme.

Yuuri and Wolfram lock themselves in a closet. I love closet jokes in KKM.



( Yuuri felt a small moment of panic when Wolfram opened the door and found him inside the closet. )

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I love the Constantine movie. That might involve the fact that I love Keanu Reeves despite it all, but also with the fact that a movie that makes me laugh like that with its black sense of humor is amazing in my book.

And then we have one of my Top Three Satans in fiction EVER, and Satan, when hearing that his son was with Gabriel, saying 'well, can't account for taste'.

So this was supposed to be dirty degrading filthy mindfucking Mammon/Gabriel.



( The Lord is my shepherd, )

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Kurogane/Fai is something that I still have to completely warm up to. I love them as friends, I realize how important they are to each other, but I'm not quite sold to the couple. I am becoming more invested since I play Sakura in Mansión, and Danly's wonderful Fai and Vi's amazing Kurogane make me stalk their threads and ship _them_, which might make me ship their canon versions yet, but well. As I said, it's hard for me to actually get ideas for them.

Which is why this is finished. Between the CLAMP!Twists and all, I just lost the inspiration for this about four, five months ago. Maybe I'll get to finish it eventually, but it's unlikely, I think.



( Sometimes, it almost feels like a dream for Kurogane. )

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I think that once, Nico and I were talking about how much Kamui and Subaru's life sucked and one of us said 'Can you imagine what would've happened if Subaru had had to take care of Kamui since he was little?'

And obviously I had to write a few things, except that I also kind of lost the idea of it.



( Crying won't fix anything, )

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My favorite page in Loveless is the one with Ritsuka tied up over a chair, when Soubi comes and he just sort of... crumbles against Ritsuka's legs and asks him to run away and take Soubi with him. It KILLS ME and for me it translates everything their relationship is.

So of course once I wanted to write a fic where Ritsuka says 'OKAY, LET'S RUN AWAY'. Except that my flash of LET'S DO IT lasted that. A flash.



( Soubi says, his voice soft, broken, almost lost, as if he was saying these words against his will: 'I beg you, Ritsuka... run away and take me with you' and Ritsuka feels as if he had been shot. )

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Back before we learned about the 14th, I was happily running away with the 'Mana is a Noah' theory. I was writing a fic where Mana, Maria and Cross were BFFs. This is the last scene that sort of doesn't work now.



( The fight was already over by the time Cross managed o get there.  )

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And this was a Nabari no Ou, Yukimi bit that I wrote right after the chapter 53 came out, before the translation and before we found out that Miharu had actually managed to erase Yoite's memory of everyone else, so it doesn't quite work.



( His first thought is not about his lack of arm, perhaps because it's still too soon and the phantom pain of the arm that is no longer there distracts him. )


Aaaaaaaaaaaaand that's it for now. The rest of the stories I think I'm still going to finish them. But, for now, I should try and finish the last SPK story.

* The painkillers the doctor gave me if my foot hurt too much made me sleep around 6 hours. I-if it bothers me again, I think I'm only going to have half the dosage.

* I took VintagePictures from my watchlist, which makes me sad because most of the pictures shown there are wonderful. Some of them are inspiring, some of them are beautiful, some of them are terrifying... but seriously. On one hand people who immediately accuse others of COMPLOT!11!1! without even bothering to think if it might be an unfortunate coincidence, on the other hand people brandishing their priviledge and showcasing it over and over and over... I'll just wait until the wank is over and then I'll friend it again.

* TWO STORIES TO GO TO FINISH SPK. Ohmydeargod, I don't know why I had so much troubles with it this time. It's probably the whole job hunting sucking out my will to LIVE, let alone spend time in fun-pretendy hobbies.

* I wrote (Terminator)Kyle->John fic. Considering how much I love Terminator (yes, all of them, shush) and all, I think I should probably feel bad about that.
*tries to feel bad*
*fails*

Oh, well. C'est la vie.

Ahaha. Haha. Ha.

So, remember how I went out yesterday? Since it was supposed to be some sort of presentation - dad didn't say much until I arrived: it was the son of a friend of his showcasing hi poetry book - I went more or less fancy. My good jeans, a nice blouse, my tailor suit's jacket. But instead of wearing my fancy heels, which still kill my feet, I wore my trusty boots, which are also fancy, just more worn down.

Anyway, as Yumma and I were about to arrive, we had to go through a bridge. Since it's been raining, it was wet and I tripped. Nothing serious, I hurt my right foot but I thought that it probably was the fact that I HATE WEARING SHOES. I'd go everywhere barefoot or with my flipflops if I could, honestly.

But anyway, I ignored it. I came home, saw that I'm probably gonna get a few blisters, and then I'm calm. I mean, my foot hurts but I'm absolutely sure it'd be all set for tomorrow. When I decided to go to bed I took a painkiller feeling SO INCREDIBLY SILLY that I was making it such a huge deal.

Except that today I woke up to find that my pinky-toe on the right food is COVERED IN A BRUISE AND JUST THE IDEA OF MOVING IT HURTS.

TL;DR; I broke my toe. Making it the 3rd time in four times I've gone out that I've ended up injured in the last two months.

Dearest RL-Life:

I know I said I was going to try to get my Social Life to come back from the death, but I didn't mean it quite like everyday, you know.

*goes to get ready*

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Meme:

Pick a character that I have written, or that you know I have substantial headcanon about, and ask any five questions about him/her. Be sure to specify whether you would like responses to be OOC (responding as the writer) or IC (responding as the character).

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♥

If there is one person or more on your friends list who makes your world a better place just because they exist, and who you would not have met (in real life or not) without the Internet, then post this same sentence in your journal.

Chances are that I would, actually, be dead if it wasn't for some of the people I have here. I love you so much that I can't even explain it. I love you, guys.

On men and rape.

THIS. This so much. It's sad that we NEED the stories of 'hey I'm a normal human being who wouldn't rape/molest/take advantage of another human being' but we DO. PLEASE.

I do. For the times when my 'friends' looked away. When my 'friends' told me that good girls don't go complaining about natural things. For the time when I was nine and a teacher got his hand between my legs and told me how pretty I was and how I was growing up and that I shouldn't tell anyone I was his favorite because others would get jealous. For the neighbor who pinned me down and said we were going to play house as he rubbed himself against my leg when I was ten. For the time when I was fourteen and so in love that I swore it would last forever and my 'boyfriend' asked me to 'prove my love' by giving him a blow job. And yes, these are thinsg that happened to me. Things that sometimes I feel guilty about even when I know that I was a kid and that it's not my fault.

Please, talk about the times you were there to stop these things from happening. Make it public and loud. Make people realize that it's NOT OKAY to break someone's trust 'just because they can'. That it might be a game for them but that it's NOT a game.

And I'm not talking just about men, here. Women too. Don't look away. If your friend is drunk, even if you're with your boyfriend, stick close to her (don't just decide 'well, I'm sure she'll be alright' because she might wake up with a guy's hand in her pants and scared and not know what to do or say: trust me, it happened to me). If you see a woman getting harrassed, get more people and get close to her because there's power in numbers and stick close to her.

Speak up. You don't know how much I want to erase these words before admitting out loud that I've been a victim of this, you couldn't possibly understand how much it hurts to remember all the times 'I should have known better'. I've had my 'friends' - both male and female - betraying my trust. I've been told that 'I shouldn't complain' and that 'these things happen'. I've been told that 'it's normal'. I've pretty much have been told that I've been wrong for feeling sick and guilty and angry that I've been abused because 'it's no big deal' and 'I shouldn't make people feel bad when we all had a good time'. Not only male friends, but my female 'friends' as well.

And I believed them. Because I was young, because I was scared, because I was alone. Because not enough people speak up. Not enough people speak of their experiences. Not enough people speak about the times where they helped a girl up so that she wouldn't get molested or raped. Not enough people show their disgust when a friend makes comments like 'just give her enough beer and you'll have her right where you want her'. Not enough people tell other people not to sexually harass a girl because 'they were just joking'.

Jokes are supposed to make people laugh. Jokes are supposed to make you happy. If someone's cringing because of the comments others are making, if she's trying to cover her body even as she tries to laugh, then, please, stop considering it a joke. Stop trying to believe that because YOU find something funny, everyone else will consider it funny as well.

Speak up. If you've been a victim, then, please, believe me: you're not alone and it's not your fault. If you've never been a victim, look around you. Perhaps your best friend has been one. Your sister. Your mother. Your teacher. Your co-worker. Your lover. Try to realize that it's not just something that happens to 'others'. In a blink it could be happening to you or someone you care about, so pay attention and reach out for others.

Who knows. Perhaps we'll come to a day where the rape stories will be considered weird, and not the stories about a female coming back home safe after a party.

1. This secret made me wish for a Mighty Morphin Power Rangers/Star Trek crossover.

2. And this one made me snort, since it made me think about Will&Grace's Jack McFarland being right there to help Ranka (and Havoc?) to coordinate their accesories.

I won't write a D.Gray-manxSoul Eater crossover, I won't write a D.Gray-manxSoul Eater crossover, I won't write a D.Gray-manxSoul Eater crossover, I won't write a D.Gray-manxSoul Eater crossover, I won't write a D.Gray-manxSoul Eater crossover, I won't write a D.Gray-manxSoul Eater crossover, I won't write a D.Gray-manxSoul Eater crossover, I MOST DEFINITELY won't write a D.Gray-manxSoul Eater crossover...

... what are you all staring at!?

So I just went across the street to ask a bunch of 20-something to please keep it down because it's 5 am and their screaming doesn't let me sleep.

Yeah, I think I'm 24 going 60 more or less.

OKAY.

FORGIVE THE SPAM. I SWEAR I WON'T POST IN THREE DAYS OR SOMETHING TO MAKE UP FOR THIS.

BUT.

BUT.

THE TIME TRAVELER'S WIFE TRAILER.

OHMYGOD. OHMYGOD. OHMYGOD. I'M SQUEALING LIKE AN HYPERACTIVE MOUSE. OHMYGOD.

PLEASE BE AWESOME, MOVIE. THE TRAILER LOOKS AMAZING. I MEAN. OHMYGOD.

CAN IT BE AUGUST ALREADY?!

So I've seen several posts in the past few weeks about fanfics people would write/want to write through their main fandoms.

Problem is that, as many of you know, I'm kind of a big fandom whore, so I have many. But still, since I do love the sound of my own metaphorical voice, this might help me a bit.

So some thoughts about plotbunnies I've had, pro's and cons about them.

( Cut because there are a lot. )

And to that there's several original things, as well as that project with telrunya... mmm, I suppose we'll see.

HONESTY MEME


* I almost never do these things, but I decided why not this time. So, run free, everyone: if you have something to tell me and you've thought I wouldn't be able to take it, this is the time.

* This week I did nothing but lick my wounds. Metaphorically speaking, so to speak - although I did limp a hell of a lot due to my ankle, but now it's much better, thankfully - but for some reason this week I felt very... raw. I'm not sure how to explain it.

* I've also felt sort of blah about lots of fannish stuff. Yeah, sure, I'm having fun RPing at mansion_rpg, campfuckudie and now at crucetemporal, but it's still very... blah. I'm not sure if it's due to this 'rawness' or if it's something else. It's just weird.

* But at least I'm starting to think about original stories again. After last January I had not thought about original anything at all. I even had a rought time thinking about fics. At least my write is coming back. That's something.



EDIT: ALKJGAKLJGA SORRY ABOUT THE HUGE FONT. I have no idea how the last tag disappeared. OKAY, IT WASN'T MY FAULT. Carry on ='D

Today I:

* Failed to get a job.
* Fell down my bike, twisted my ankle, scrapped my left hand.
* Ruined my favorite pair of jeans.
* Got shouted at and insulted and told that I should just die by a rude man.
* Had to limp about 15 blocks from where I fell to my house, with my bike.
* Broke my favorite mug, the one my mom had given me ages ago.

And I did all that before 2 pm!

So I'm going to go and pretend that today doesn't exist while I watch some movies, mmmkay?

So for some reason, youtube decided to work for me! I'm not complaining. So have my top ten Disney songs.

I'll say that it's not really my top ten? I have many other songs that tie in with these, but for the sake of keeping it short, these are some of my favorite ones. Also, I put the Latin American version because that's the one I heard first and the one I always end up thinking about.

( Under the cut )

Long story short: telrunya likes to top me.

Tokage ficlet, NOT SAFE FOR WORK. Genderbending issues.

I should be writing for SPK, not this.




( Shinobu never had these kind of dreams about Yuuka, before. )

I dreamed I was my mom the night she was dying. She/I couldn't move but kept hearing everything and she/I kept thinking about her daughters and dad and she was still there for hours, trapped inside her body.

I woke up in tears.

You know, I don't really follow Grey's Anatomy anymore. Every now and then I'll see some eps, but really, not my thing anymore. I may love some of the characters still, but really, I hate half of them already so it's not worthy.

If it was renamed to the 'Miranda Bailey show' or something like that, I'd be back to seeing that thing everyday of the week and twice on Sundays.

SOMEONE TELL ME THAT THERE IS A CROSSOVER WHERE MIRANDA BAILEY BITCHOWNS HOUSE. PLEASE. For the love of everything that is sacred there has to be a crossover where Miranda Bailey tells House 'bitch please'.

And then Cuddy wants to hire her. Or snog her. Or both.

Yumma: *giggliiing* Well, then you get all twitchy! No sleep and coffee makes you twitch!
Dad: *chuckling* I'll change to uncaffeinated coffee. No grease, no milk, no sugar!
Yumma: ...
Dad: What?
Yumma: Wouldn't that be like, drinking dirty water? O.o

Random thoughts at 4 am when I'm busy trying to finish as many SPK stories as possible (nothing like the SPK IS TOMORROW to break your writer's block, I swear):

- I think Death the Kid would probably like Angels&Demons, if only for the ambigrams and then Patti and Liz would have to suffer and suffer and suffer because Kid would want to learn how to write EVERYTHING that way because it's perfectly symmetrical.

- Shita from Zombie Loan and his OCD 'DON'T MOVE MY THINGS' and Kid with his OCD 'IT HAS TO BE SYMMETRICAL' epic faito11!!

- Matthew Good Band kills me dead with his songs god so good and awesome and fucking inspiring.

- Eagle you're a bastard and you're helping me remember why I try not to write you very much. YOU TALK AND TALK AND TALK AND TALK.

- Brain you can spend as long as you want thinking about other stories once we finish these ones mmmkay?

- 15 stories down, ten to go. GO GO GO.

I had planned going out to hunt for more jobs, but I overslept. Oh well, I'll go back to it tomorrow, I suppose. No harm done.

In other news, everyone should read this link about how to make HTML accesible for everyone.




RULES: Comment and I'll LJ stalk you to find THREE FANDOMS you apparently love. And then you answer these questions about them!

01: What got you into this fandom in the first place?
02: Do you think you'll stay in this fandom or eventually move on?
03: Favorite episodes/books/movies/etc.?
04: Do you participate in this fandom (fanfiction, graphics, discussions)?
05: Do you think that more people should get into this fandom?

Name your 10 absolutely favorite couples/threesomes (het/slash/canon/fanon) and ask people to see what trends they notice about your couples. Try to pick different fandoms:

1. Yuuri/Wolfram/Conrad (Kyou Kara Maou)
   
2. Ritsuka/Soubi (Loveless)
   
3. Zaphikiel/Raziel (Angel Sanctuary)
   
4. Ginji/Ban (GetBackers)
   
5. Haruhi/Tamaki (Ouran High School Host Club)
   
6. Kendappa/Sohma (RG Veda)
   
7. Clow/Yuuko (xxxHOliC)
   
8. Ned/Chuck (Pushing Daisies)
   
9. Lantis/Hikaru/Eagle (Magic Knight Rayearth)
   
10. Arthur/Guinivere/Lancelot (Arthurian Myths)
    

... my problem here was trying to stick with the definition of 'couple'.

A ONE HOUR PHONECALL TO TELL ME THEY HAD HIRED SOMEONE ELSE.

AAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRGH.

*KICKS BOXES*

*WATCHES KYOU KARA MAOU TO GET IN A GOOD MOOD*

Avoiding a TL;DR on why my day was terrible: Still no job.

THAT SAID. My awesome has achieved a new level of awesomeness.

I JUST FINISHED A FIC ABOUT 'THE ADVENTURES OF PETE AND PETE'.

FUCK YEAH.

"Oh, sorry! We already filled the positions we needed! DDD="

Couldn't you have TOLD ME when I phoned earlier to make sure it was still free?!

ARGH.



SO. I took a long bath today. Since I had been walking and Not getting employed and all, I decided to take a long bath. This is important because I usually take a bath in five-seven minutes. Today I spent almost twenty minutes under the shower, taking my time to do EVERYTHING I usually rush through. And then, since I wasn't going out anymore, I put on my Nice Pajamas. My comfort pjs, so worn out they're all soft and they feel all silky nice.

A few minutes ago, I made me a glass of pina colada (sans alcohol, but there you go). I even cut me some pineapple to eat it with.

Grigia, my lovely four-kilos-fat gray cat, was chasing a beetle. She went chasing it and she jumped at the table trying to catch it. Then she jumped again when it flew... towards me.

So now I smell like pina colada, I'm sticky, I have to clean the floor, take another bath, and put my clothes to wash. After having been using them for less than four hours.

THANK YOU, WORLD.

Casablanca was never one of mom-and-me movies. Not the way The Last Unicorn was, or Much Ado About Nothing, or that godawful TV adaptation of The Phantom of Canterville. We had so many Us movies: some of them I still can't see them because she's not here with me, and she's not here for us to close our eyes at the same time and then laugh at each other for doing so (so many movies and TV shows we missed the big revelation because we both closed our eyes, hoping the other one would see and then we'd laugh). Sometimes we'd be watching the movies on TV, I on the living room and she on her room and we'd call to each other, then we'd both run to the hall on the same parts, either giggling on embarrasment or through fright. It didn't matter how many times we had seen the movies, we still did it. We'd giggle and whisper and giggle some more and flail, always flail at each other because even if we had seen the movie one thousand times, perhaps in time one thousand and one it would be different. Heartbreak wouldn't happen, or that love scene would change. The one genre we didn't agree on was musicals. Other than that, we loved the same things.

Casablanca wasn't one of those movies. Not because we didn't love it, but because, somehow, we never managed to see it together. We both knew the movie by heart, and after one of us had see it, the next day we'd be humming and quoting it to each other. But we never managed to see it together. At first it was because I was too little and I always fell asleep on the beginning. And then, who knows. We caught the beginning before mom had to go and help one of my sisters, or I wouldn't be in the house. And then we lost our one copy of the movie and TV never showed it again. That's the luck of good old movies, I guess.

So it became one of our Promises. Mom and I had a lot of those. Promises we made without really making them. Like, 'one day we'll go to Europe together and mom would show me everywhere she had been'. Or 'one day mom will teach me how to knit and I'll make my babies a blanket like mom made for each one of her babies'. It was one of those Promises. One day we'd see Casablanca together, and we'd quote the movie at the same time, and we'd be flustered and embarrassed and we'd cry at the same time and then we'd mock each other for crying about a movie we had seen a thousand times each, because we couldn't be sure if time one thousand and one wouldn't be different somehow. And then Casablanca would become one of Our Movies. Like The Last Unicorn and The Phantom of Canterville and Much Ado About nothing. It'd become something we'd always share. Because you know, there's always Paris. There was always going to be Our Movies.

But we never saw it together. Mom got sick. We pushed Our Movies behind us to make promises (said out loud and as frequently as we could) about Future Movies. We couldn't focus on the past, we had to focus on the future. So we'd see X-Men 3 togehter once she got better, and we'd see The Da Vinci Code and we'd see Constantine and we'd see The House in the Lake and Fausto's Labyrinth and Batman and everything, we'd watch every movie, good and bad and goddamn awful we wanted once she got better. But she didn't, and we didn't. So now Casablanca isn't one of Our Movies, but one of ours Should Have Been. I have lots of those. I got them after mom died. They fill box after box of memories that were meant for two, and now they're just mine, with the ghost of shared tears and shared laughter that won't ever happen like it should have been.

You must remember this: a kiss is still a kiss, a sigh? It's just a sigh.

"When I said I would never leave you..."

"And you never will."