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January 1st, 2010
08:48 pm
Like the image says, this journal is friends only but I'm pretty laid back when it comes to adding people. If you want to be added, leave a comment. So long as I can tell that your journal is more than just quiz/meme results, isn't written in teeny ("u" is not a word) or 1337 (I can read it, but I'm too lazy to do so) and you don't creep me out (yes, I've had people add me who seemed not quite with it) I'll add you back :)
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August 3rd, 2009
05:39 pm - Attention! Attention!
This journal is primarily a back-up to my livejournal and a place where fiction will be posted without friends lock :D
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March 25th, 2009
10:54 pm - Do you like Vampires? Do you like crack RPGs?
![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) realworldbites, a pan-vamp-fandom game is on the look out for new players!
Who: Any and all canon vampire, from any book/film/television/anime series.
What: This is the true story/Of (infinite) strangers/Picked to live in a house/And have their lives taped/To find out what happens when people stop being polite/And start getting real
Where: CasaVamp, outside of anonymous Major Suburb Somewhere in the U.S. of A.
When: Now!
Why: Because the crack demands it to be so!
Other reasons to join:
-We have a talented pool of writers who know their canon, and know how to make their canon work in a crack setting.
-You can have crack. You can have real plot. You can have character development. You can have ~character development~ (a.k.a. sex) You can have a combination of all things. It's all encouraged and all welcomed.
-We have awesome crack in chat, such as this examination of Edward by House.
-We have a daily quota of Eddie Izzard quottage. In fact, he has even inspired our term for angst -- covered in bees. If you know don't know Eddie Izzard (and shame on you!) you'll learn his best bits soon enough!
-We are geeks with wide interests. We fan girl everything from NASA to House to mocking RPattz to math. Yes, math. We're that fabulous.
-We have three mods (including myself), but we are largely player-run. We make group decisions about what events we'd like to see, and all are allowed to voice concerns over new recruits.
-We have meta in the form of rwb_fan!
-Both the RPG proper and chat are conducted in English. Not net-speak, text-speak or 1337speak. ENGLISH.
Fair warning:
-Resistance is futile. We will indoctrinate you into the cult of the RPattz.
So come check out the game and join in the fun :D
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December 30th, 2008
03:45 pm
For those note easily offended,
I can has Lucius/Draco wax play art that was gifted me as part of Daily Deviant's Kinky Christmas. Check it out. Now :D
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December 1st, 2008
03:33 pm
Thank you the_con_cept for the card! My first of the year :D All cards should come with Harry giving come hither looks :D
Kee! The calendar came in :)
Random fact: today we erroneously got in the pay stub of a Phoenix Sun's basketball player. Net was nearly $288,000. I want that kind of check D:
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November 6th, 2008
09:31 pm - Holiday Card tiem
Didn't do them last year, thought I might revive the tradition this year.
And no worries--cards are likely to be generic holiday seasons greetings and/or humorous :)
Comments are screened so addresses won't be shared.
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August 31st, 2008
09:50 am - Cindy McCain on Sarah Palin
"Alaska is the closest part of our continent to Russia. So, it's not as if she doesn't understand what's at stake here."
Uh. How does geographic proximity--not that Alaska is in any way, shape, or form close to Moscow or any of Russia's most important cities for that matter--equal foreign policy experience? o.O??
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July 20th, 2008
09:45 pm
Is it just me, or is asking "Are you a Christian" a bit of a rude way to greet someone?
And IMHO...if you're in need of help, does it really make that much of a difference if the person trying to help you is Christian or not? Especially since you're asking strangers that you just met in an Internet game site?
*is confused*
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08:59 pm
( Design Star )
( Next Food Network Star )
Also, as a total aside: it's fine to be annoyed with me. It's also fine to tell me, instead of making vague post on own journal.
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July 8th, 2008
July 7th, 2008
08:49 pm
I really ought to post more often in this thing.
Or, at the very least, cross-post when I'm posting in the other account. D:
In shinier news, I can haz wallpaper of Tom Felton nao! I love me Malfoys in suits, but I can't help noticing how big Tom's feet are o.o
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November 4th, 2007
09:30 pm
Out of curiosity; has anyone written tri-gen (i.e. Lucius/Draco/Scorpius) Malfoycest yet?
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September 4th, 2007
07:37 am - Pimp My RPG!
The premise:
Doomed to an eternity of sailing around and ferrying the dead no thanks to that whore Elizabeth, Will decides that he wants to populate his crew with those he knew while still alive. Stupid Will. This means pirates that served under Jack, Barbossa and Sao Feng. Members of the Royal Navy and the East India Tea Company, and yes, even some of Davy Jones' old crew.
So now Will must keep his sanity as he crew tries to kill him, kill each other, try to get laid and maybe even take over the ship.
Ready to help make Will wish that aspirin had been invented?
Join hms_epic_fail! [Yes, there is a comm here on IJ, but it will serve as a back up comm for now]
Just about anyone is up for grabs, so come aboard and join the crack :D
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August 23rd, 2007
02:10 pm
The amusing:
1. NBC is bringing back the American Gladiators. Sweet. Dude, there is SO much ass grabbing on that original series XD Yay!
2. Mythbusters looked at the expression "Bull in a China Shop." They set up a mock china store..and only one shelf got knocked over. Given how flimsy the shelves were (they were made out of foam so as to not hurt the animals) an accidental brush-up would have been enough to do that. For the most part the bulls just walked right around them! it was great.
The awesome.
I CAN HAS A NEW JOB PEOPLES!!!!!!!!!!!!
I interviewed back on the 13th, and hadn't heard back so I didn't think about it. So yesterday I got a call asking me to give the HR lady a call so she could tell me more about the position. I did, thinking that it was going to be for another interview or something...and instead, they made the offer :-O
The pay is a bit less then I'd have liked, but on the other hand, I'll have full benefits as of 10/1 and their best insurance plan (no deductible, $15 copay) is something like 60% of what I'm paying now for my $1500 deductible plan (sweet!). They have vision ,dental, 401k, etc. Given that I still have my plan to go to grad school next fall, I think this will fill the gap just fine. Plus, it's by my house, the dress is business casual M-R, casual F (on which day they can leave 2 hours early and get paid if work is done) so yeah. Not bad at all :D
I gotta tell boss tomorrow!
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August 19th, 2007
05:57 pm
Yay! I can has a new website, She of Many Colored Pens courtesy of the loverly peoples at Vox Populli. (And yes, ougi_odorite I did name it that because I wanted a sub-domain name that is both free and easy to type :D)
It's not fancy, nor will it ever be, but it is a comfort knowing I've got a safe place to stash my fanfic kind of stuff. If anyone is looking for free hosting (or cheap hosting if you want your own domain) check 'em out :D
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August 13th, 2007
10:24 pm
Need to learn to start cross-posting to both journals!
So in addition to the gov't finally mailing my passport, I had an interview today that went pretty good, I guess. I also got a 100 on my stat test. W00.
Thanks to me selling off my spare monitor (it's going out tomorrow, aishuu!) I'll have enough to pay the second installment of semester fees. Double w00t! :D
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August 6th, 2007
07:38 am
Cross post check check
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August 3rd, 2007
02:40 pm
Title: The Playroom
Author: Lady Lance (oshunanat
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: AS/S (of course!)
Spoilers: DH Epilogue, I suppose
Warnings: (Highlight to read) *light bondage, light toy use, implied voyeurism*
Summary: Scorpius Malfoy shows Albus Severus Potter why adults should have playrooms.
Author Notes: I'm not JKR, please don't sue. Thanks to bloodyrose82 and gabe_speaks for their beta help, and to gaaak for her comments and support.
Scorpius dropped a silver key onto Albus's carefully laid out NEWTs revision guide.
"Know what that is, Albus?"
Albus had tried for years to get Scorpius to call him Al, like the rest of the family did, but Scorpius always shook his head, insisting that Al wasn't dignified. It had taken some time, but at least he'd agreed to drop the Severus. Hearing Albus Severus made Al feel like he was in trouble with his parents.
"The key to one of your two hundred Gringotts vaults?" Albus answered, as he pushed the offending item off to one side.
Scorpius scoffed. "Of course not, and you know better than that. I only have nineteen vaults."
"A thousand pardons," Albus drawled. "So what is it already?"
"A key to Father's playroom."
"Your father's playroom?" Albus asked quizzically. "Why would he have a playroom?"
Scorpius smirked. "So naïve; haven't you ever wondered what our fathers get up to when you come to visit?"
The colour drained out of Albus's face. Mum and Dad had split up the year before, and he knew that Draco Malfoy had something to do with it, but he did not want, nor need, the mental image of his dad having sex–ever.
Albus wrinkled his nose. "Even if they were…doing that…why would they need a special room for it? All the beds in your place are gigantic."
"You'll just have to find out next time you come to visit, won't you?"
Albus’s eyes narrowed. Scorpius loved to issue challenges and Al had yet to back down from one. His mother blamed it on the Gryffindor influence of his father. Albus blamed it on both his parents, but only when Mother wasn't around. "Fine, but if I don't like what I see, then I'm not going to play."
Scorpius smirked. "Excellent."
The smirk should have scared Albus, but the looming threat of the upcoming Ancient Runes exam quickly overtook it.
* * *
Three weeks later, Albus found himself behind a heavy wooden door at the end the wing that housed Draco Malfoy's suite.
"Are you sure this is all right?" Albus was well aware that several of the rooms at the manor still had a variety of nasty hexes and curses guarding the doors.
Scorpius waved a hand dismissively. "Our fathers won't be back until the morning, and Grandfather and Grandmother have retired for the evening." He wasn't about to mention that Lucius had been the one to give him the key to the room in the first place.
The door creaked open and Albus thought the room looked rather like a very nice bedroom except for the chains that adorned one wall, a padded bench of a sort, and some kind of suspended chair with straps made of leather.
"What is this stuff?" he asked as he walked inside.
"Toys, of course! Variety is the spice of life and all that. Thought we should give it a shot."
"Variety!" Albus exclaimed. "We've only been doing it a few months!"
"And it's been most enjoyable," Scorpius replied, trying to reassure his boyfriend. "Isn't the thought of experimenting fun? Father says it's possible to pass out because you feel so good." He gave Albus a look of pure lust. "I want to make you feel that good. I won't hurt you, promise."
Albus couldn't resist that look, it always ended well for him. "You know I trust you…"
Scorpius smiled broadly. "Excellent! I won't let you regret it."
He led Albus over to the bed that was directly across from a beautiful antique wardrobe. Ignoring the double doors of the wardrobe—Lucius' graphic threat about demonstrating some of the harsher toys on him without benefit of Pain Relief potions still echoed in his mind—in favor of exploring the two smaller drawers underneath. "Come on, Albus. Get undressed and on the bed while I grab a few things."
"What about you?"
"Just you wait," Scorpius replied. "You'll enjoy the show, promise."
Albus stripped hastily, tossing his robes into the corner, and Scorpius walked over to him with a handful of the softest material Albus had ever felt.
"On your back then," Scorpius said, nodding towards the bed."
Doing as he was told, Albus quickly found his hands secured to the discreetly placed rings. After a passionate kiss, Scorpius slid off the bed.
"Do you know how good you look right now? Taut and all spread out for me? Absolutely gorgeous. And you're all mine."
He deposited the items procured from the cabinet—a large feather and a metal band—on the bed before removing his own robes, shaky fingers struggling with the buttons. Unlike Albus had, Scorpius hung his clothes on a hook next to the cabinet. He'd originally planned for a slow, deliberate strip tease, but the sight of his bound and naked lover was too exciting. Malfoy patience be damned, he wanted to play now.
Crawling onto the bed and kneeling atop his boyfriend, he held up the slim band, which looked all the more ominous in its simplicity. Know what this is?"
Albus tilted his head sideways. "No, but I'm sure you'll tell me."
Scorpius smirked as he slid the device around Albus's dick. "It's a cock ring. It'll let me play with you for as long as I like without having to worry about you coming too soon. Or so the magazines say. They're supposed to be rather intense, though quite frustrating for the one wearing it."
Green eyes flashed indignantly as Albus tugged on the bonds holding him to the bed. "That's not fair!"
"Of course its not fair. When have you ever known me to be fair?"
Albus muttered something under his breath, before saying with a sigh: "Never."
"Exactly. Besides, I'll wear it next," he offered as he gently stroked his lover's cock, causing it to harden with interest.
"Deal."
Scorpius beamed. "Where to begin, where to begin?" He continued his slow teasing of Albus's cock; it felt harder than Scorpius ever remembered it being. Scorpius was thrilled; Albus seemed to like it which was a good omen for future romps. He flashed Albus his most charming Malfoy smile. "I've been taught that one should appreciate fine art and I simply must savour you like the masterpiece you are."
After one last pull on Albus' cock, Scorpius' hand moved to grab the feather, while Albus groaned in complaint. "I don't want to start with your cock," Scorpius began to reply, lazily brushing the feather against the needy organ, "because I'm saving the best for last and all that."
Scorpius brushed the feather along Albus collar bone gently sweeping it back and forth across Albus chest and torso, sometimes grazing the brown nipples. "What do you think, Albus?" Scorpius asked, setting the feather aside. Kissing and biting along the trail the feather had made moments ago. Scorpius delighted in Albus' moans and whimpers, thrilled to have a vocal lover.
Albus could no longer think coherently. Any words he had died on his tongue as Scorpius gently bit his nipple, suckling it until the nub was stiff and more sensitive than he ever thought possible. Certainly, the way that Scorpius seemed to deliberately pause before rubbing up against the bound cock with his stomach surely had to be a new form of torture.
"Do something."
Sliding back down Albus's body, Scorpius commanded, "Come on Albus, you know you've got to be more specific. Do you want me to take you in my mouth?" He bent over and began to suck his friend's cock for several seconds, licking clean the pre-cum and then sucking the head for a few second more. "Or do you want me in your arse?" His fingers ghosted across his Albus's hole, not wanting to push hard and hurt him; he'd have to get up and grab the lube and he didn't want to spoil the moment quite yet.
"Scorpius, fuck me already!" Albus glared daggers at Scorpius. "If you don't, I'll make you wait twice as long next time our positions are reversed."
Scorpius smirked, confident that he'd done his job well. "My pleasure!" He scooted over to the end table and grabbed the phial of lube that was always kept in the drawer, spreading the viscous fluid over his fingers. He slid a single finger into his lover, gently but determined.
"Like that?" Scorpius asked sweetly as a second finger joined the first, his other hand stroking his own cock, slicking it with the oil.
"Yesssssss!" Albus writhing in lust was too sexy to resist. Scorpius was quick to add a third finger before pulling out completely and positioning himself between Albus's spread legs and sliding in to his lover, causing both boys to moan. He fucked Albus fast and hard, revelling in the way that Albus rubbed against him, and the way that Albus alternately begged for more stimulation while cursing the cock ring. Happy to help, Scorpius slowed down enough that he was able to start stroking Albus's cock with his hand, setting up an irregular pace that still managed to work for them both. He soon felt the familiar feeling of tightness in his balls, signalling his impending orgasm. He wanted to remove Albus's cock ring before he himself came, but he knew he lacked the coordination to do so and his wand was out of reach.
"Albus!" he cried out as he came.
"Scorpius, please!"
As much as Scorpius wanted to float in post-coital bliss, he couldn't leave Albus hanging like that. Pulling out of Albus' arse, he crawled over, removed the offending device, and quickly swallowed as much of Albus’ cock as he could; Albus came seconds later.
With much effort, Scorpius grabbed his wand from the end table, muttering the spells to release Albus, using the rest of his energy to contently curl up in his boyfriend's arms, finally allowing the heavy scent of sweat and sex to wash over him.
"Hey, Scorpius?"
"Yes?"
"Not that I didn’t enjoy myself… but couldn't we have done this in your room?"
"We could have," Scorpius agreed.
"Then why didn't we?"
"First reason: automatic cleaning spells," Scorpius replied, as if the answer should have been obvious.
Albus shifted and discovered that indeed, there was no wet spot. "That is convenient," he admitted. "And the other reasons?"
"Because now that you're comfortable, I was thinking maybe we could have sex in the swing over there," he said eyeing the tempting leather furniture. "Or maybe giving you that spanking I've always threatened you with."
"We'll see who is on the other end of that spanking…"
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"Lucius?" Narcissa's voice rang out. "Are you coming to bed?"
With a reluctant sigh, Lucius Malfoy banished the mirror spell he'd put on the room years before, when Draco had first stolen the key and took Harry there not long after the war.
"Coming, Narcissa!"
As he extinguished the lights in the sitting room, Lucius was content with the knowledge that at least his grandson was a top.
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July 9th, 2007
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