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I should be writing but I can't decide what to write on. You guys know what this means! :D
Tell me about a story I haven't written, and I'll give you between one and three sentences from that story.
Knowing me someone might win the Asuka-lottery and it might end up being a whole epic in four books, each of which comes complete with three sidefics each, but. Yeah. Drabble length's the goal.
in LJ related news, I'm on Dreamwidth. Same account name everyhere.
(I don't really want to discuss it, it's been discussed everywhere on my Flist in the last days, but just in case some people haven't heard about it yet: new comment pages suck blahblah when given criticism about said pages person in charge's reply was basically a hahaha deal with it blahblah some people are having their automatic payments renewed without their knowledge please check yours blahblah.
It really sucks that this is all happening now because I was really starting to miss my 130+ icons (how do people DEAL with only thirty of them XD) but I really don't want to give 'em money at the moment. >___> My paid account runs out in may, I'll see whether I'm still annoyed by that point. Then again ads annoy me more. Dilemma.
I don't think I'll leave LJ, though, if only because it's really easy to crosspost from DW and my f-list is much bigger on LJ. The two sites are pretty much duplicates, except DW is also MUCH better tagged. I uh, went kinda tag-happy. Just a bit.)
Tell me about a story I haven't written, and I'll give you between one and three sentences from that story.
Knowing me someone might win the Asuka-lottery and it might end up being a whole epic in four books, each of which comes complete with three sidefics each, but. Yeah. Drabble length's the goal.
in LJ related news, I'm on Dreamwidth. Same account name everyhere.
(I don't really want to discuss it, it's been discussed everywhere on my Flist in the last days, but just in case some people haven't heard about it yet: new comment pages suck blahblah when given criticism about said pages person in charge's reply was basically a hahaha deal with it blahblah some people are having their automatic payments renewed without their knowledge please check yours blahblah.
It really sucks that this is all happening now because I was really starting to miss my 130+ icons (how do people DEAL with only thirty of them XD) but I really don't want to give 'em money at the moment. >___> My paid account runs out in may, I'll see whether I'm still annoyed by that point. Then again ads annoy me more. Dilemma.
I don't think I'll leave LJ, though, if only because it's really easy to crosspost from DW and my f-list is much bigger on LJ. The two sites are pretty much duplicates, except DW is also MUCH better tagged. I uh, went kinda tag-happy. Just a bit.)
this is stupid XD;;;;
"And THAT is why I punched you in the face when you woke me up. Here is my apology, okay it was ridiculous of my subconscious to even believe for one second that even one person would pursue me half that intensely -- I mean, I'm ME -- but I still somehow figured it was a stupid dream too late, all hail Past Me's ridiculous ego. But anyway you shouldn't have been in my face, seriously what would you have done if I'd decided to bite instead, mush-for-brain?
"... Egbert? Why are you leaning in?
"Egbert, what the fuck -- hey, you're in my personal space here, can't you see the signs, property of Karkat Vantas, trespassers will be shot, survivors will be shot again-- Egbert!"
"I'd have bitten back, of course," John purrs, and leans in to close the last inches of distance.
Karkat flails his way off the bed. Thump. John fails to start laughing; actually he crawls his way to the edge of the bed and looks down at Karkat like he's thinking about pouncing, all dreamy and heavy-lidded and much too intent. Okay wake up wake up NOW YOU CAN WAKE UP thinks Karkat to himself, but instead the door opens.
The TimeDouche leans in. "Heard a noise. You throwing around sacks of potatoes?"
He looks normal, that is to say, exactly identical to pretty much always. Surely John will give up his stupid joke now his friend is here. Strider looks like he doesn't give a fuck, even as he steps up, even as he looks down at him. His eyebrow arches.
"... oh hey Vantas."
A slow head tilt. A mouth opening in preparation for a -- for once welcomed -- stupid 'sick burn'.
"... You look pretty nice flat on your back."
As he backpedals toward the closest wall Karkat screeches in horror, and then realizes too late that he probably attracted the attention of every human and troll in earshot.