girlofprey

Crazy crossover idea of the day: Faith in the Sin City universe. I'm not volunteering to write it any time soon, but...it'd be cool, wouldn't it? ::knows it's true::

Have been on ill-baby duty for the past couple of days - sister is ill now - but managed to do a bit of scribbling. Thus I present to you drabbles: Reese/Francis the only way I can see it right now (hello, jekesta!), and something I actually wrote ages ago but 'tweaked' a bit last night and turned into something slightly different from what I started out with. But it's Sea of Souls, so I don't expect anyone to know what the hell I'm talking about. For the record, the main character is John Wade, a psychic entertainer who may actually be able to heal people and occasionally sees his dead sister asking for a playmate; and Craig is a cute, sweet but obnoxious paranormal investigator who thinks John is taking a young cancer-patient for a ride. There is a picture of them in my gallery, and Craig is in the icon, yay, and the scene is set just after Wade uses his powers oppositely to intimidate Craig on some stairs. Yes.

Title: Sleeps With...
Author: Girlofprey
Rating: PG-13 (it's worked so far)
Pairing: Reese/Francis
Disclaimer: None of the characters are mine, or the words. Just the order of the words.
Summary: Brotherly love (failing an original summary)

( Sleeps With... )


Title: T Minus
Author: Girlofprey
Pairing: None, really, but I like to think of it as leading to Craig/Wade :)
Disclaimer: None of the characters are mine. None of the situations are mine. I didn't invent any of the words. Please don't steal the order I put them in though.
Summary: On the nature of a bond.

( T Minus )


I'm not entirely sure about these ones - I feel like I finished them quite quickly, and in a not-entirely-analytical headspace - so feel free to criticise. Feedback appreciated as always ;)

Also, we have a slight infestation of tiny flies in our house. I'm not kidding, a small CLOUD came out when I emptied my little bin this morning ::shudders:: And they're all over the kitchen. We're contemplating a fly-spray offensive, or perhaps just setting the house on fire. Hmm.

Gack. Head hurts. The past few days' sore throat had morphed into a cold and my nose is all blocked. It hurts to breathe. Ouch :(

At the museum all day. Semi-fun as usual. Spent the morning sorting through articles on a big event at our local castle from 1988, which I did not know had happened. Apparently it might be happening again soon - yay! Basically I was just looking for crap copies of things we already had, so they could be thrown away. Then I had to photocopy them all for some king of museums, I don't know. The museum owner continues to be lovely, although all his jokes about putting me off are starting to make me wonder if he doesn't actually want me there omg, but he did offer to lend me his video of The Third Man, with omg Orson Welles, so I like him :D Then we went into the glass room and I learned why Glasshoughton is called Glasshoughton, rather than just Houghton (can you guess?). I had to write tiny letters on glass with a drawing pen - I did not enjoy it. I kept getting it all wrong and having to do it again, and then I had to varnish it and then the varnish smeared it!!! Growl. But yes. Then I had to number and measure old butcher's implements (still sharp), which it turned out belonged to the butcher who supervised the abbatoir which used to be where my house is now! Which is...nice!

Also, I volunteered to work at my local British Heart Foundation shop. Because it's probably more useful experience, and I still have plenty of free time left. And I like working :) Even if I mostly just daydream about vaguely Mary-Sueish werewolves...(At no point did I ever claim to be sane! Yes.)

I wish I owned Malcolm in the Middle on DVD. I wish I owned a lot of things on DVD. I wish I owned everything I ever wanted to own on DVD on DVD. Also books. Some people say MITM is coming out on Region 2 soon, some say it is not. My head hurts. Ouch.

( The slash )

Finished Half-Blood Prince last night.( Spoilers )

Things:

• I have done the First Post. Private. thing. Also, I'm going to give my journal details and password to my mother in case anything happens to me in real life, so that you're not left hanging. Just in case.


• Writing is fun! Particularly with the sun out and blue skies and warmth. It's like Fic Camp! There should so be a Fic Camp.


• I am deeply tempted by all the pretty book on amazon, even the hideously expensive ones. Especially the hideously expensive ones. Never mind the fact that I'm reading about 3 simultaneously at the minute and have a further stack under the bed.


• Ah well :)


• My dad thinks it is unhealthy for me to spend so much time in my room - hardly a suprise. He cheerfully ignores the fact that much of the time I am reading 1984I am not sure what he expects me to do otherwise. Watch the soaps with him and mum? Hmph.


• ::Refuses to think about jekesta's suggestion for a Drop the Dead Donkey/1984 crossover. Refuses to think about what a lovely Julia Damien would make::

And memery!

( Knowledge! )

( Sex! )

I went to see Kung Fu Hustle with friend Sam, hurrah.

( Thoughts )

Now I want to write 'American Gothic Hustle'. Wherein it turns out that Selena is actually a kung fu expert. And so is Matt. Just in time for a kung-fu smackdown with some nasty out-of-towners. And Lucas will just be generally confused. Yay :)

And also: daleks, yay!!

Am back at home. My father has a huge new computer screen 8o

Fun fun fun as usual. Sister screaming at dad. Mum complaining about sister. Baby generally yelling at things. We're not doing anything because Katie (el sister) might get upset about us going out without her/not wanting to spend every second with Jack, and I can't even go on the Internet much because either dad's working on it or my sister's checking to make sure there's no possible way anything she's buying could be got cheaper elsewhere. Still, that's not that much different from Internet availability in Nottingham. And dad is talking about getting a Router (?) for the summer, so yay perhaps. For then.

Sigh. It's not all bad, I suppose. Room is not as full of stuff as I thought it would be, and the baby is quite lovely. Has two teeth now! Is a top pair away from being Sunny. And he seems to like me, even if he does try to eat my hand when it goes anywhere near his face. I just wish we'd do something when I come home. Blah.

Anyway. Nicer things. Have lots of mail, including the £360 I ordered from my Post Office account. They said they would pay it into my bank. They did not. Hmm. Also a nice bill from La Senza. And a form saying I only get £2735 of loan next year. Hmm. But I'm reading Lolita, so I get to feel all intellectual, and I get to sit in a comfy chair while I watch Have I Got News for You. Ian's tie/shirt combo - liked. Comedian whose name I don't know on Ian's team - liked. Paul's comment that he is 'the wind beneath Ian's wings' - felt very happy for my Hignfy-lovin' friends indeed :D

Went to see Sin City again on Thursday, under the sneaking suspicion I wouldn't be seeing it over the weekend. ( Spoilers )

Also, got the new Empire magazine yesterday - following their good review/feature, I so want to go see The League of Gentlemen's Apocalypse. Papa Lazarou! In the real world! Possibilities of Lazarou/Reece slash, outside of crackfic! Hurrah! ::makes plans::

And for the rest of the year: Corpse Bride! Crazy animation! Helena Bonham-Carter as femme-fatale (literally)! ::<3's her like woah!::. And The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe looks fantastic. Tilda Swinton as the witch, in a polar-bear driven chariot! Hurrah for films, hurrah! Hurrah for Empire, hurrah! And hurrah for Mickey on Doctor Who today, hurrah!

Omg the warm! What is this about? I ate an ice-cream yesterday! I am so disoriented I may need to lie down.

Yay, I am useless at doing reading! Am going home in 6 hours, for two weeks, and have pretty much no books of essay relevance. Possibly I should not have waited for the last day of term to try to get some - all that is left is the old crumbly ones. But I am thinking perhaps I will just have two weeks of homeness, seeing friends, birthday-joy, and sort-of thinking about what I want to do in my essays, but not doing any actual work on them. Possibly this is a plan inspired by laziness rather than smart thinking. I find I do not care.

Attempts to read Lemony Snicket 5 last night were interrupted by movie!plotbunnies dancing before my eyes. Growl. Am in that annoying mood of just wanting to race through the next few books to get to the hook-handed man bits, which is annoying because this book's actually really good. I <3 Violet. I may buy a violet ribbon for my hair, though it would essentially be tacked to my head as I have no long hair to tie up with it no. But still. Yes.

Am going into town now to spend money I don't have on comic books omg, rather than staying here and doing photocopying (I tell myself I can't afford it - this is how my brain ACTUALLY works) and reading stuff. Yes. Goodbye.

:* (it's sort of a kiss - just go with it!)

I was completely struck down in the middle of (fairly dull) Medieval Studies lecture by this idea, which may turn into a plotbunny, and even perhaps a drabble for this weeks Contrelamontre challenge if I'm feeling adventurous, so I thought I'd share it: the 'Greek tragedy' of Sappho. I'm become fairly interested in her lately, since discovering some fascinating facts, and being the only one in my Literary Culture seminar who knew who she was (triumphant blush). She's an ancient Greek poet, perhaps the only (famous) female Greek poet, who Homer apparently considered 'the Tenth Muse'. She was also a lesbian - her all-female community on the isle of Lesbos is actually where the word comes from - and was meant to have died throwing herself off a cliff when her lover left her for a man. And was apparently turned into a bird, which is pretty, but neither here nor there.

So I'm thinking, in slashy terms of course. The way Green Wing is going I actually wouldn't be SUPRISED if Guy turned out to be gay, or even if he and Mac rode off into the big gay sunset together. I mean, I like Caroline, but not the over-shippines of the show, and Mac still seems to be being fairly cruel to her to me, and is perhaps just doing it to spite Guy, who completely ignored him at the party of much-kissing in favour of drunken women dancing really strangely.

Anyway...

Guy. Loves Elton John and Queen. Went to public school. Would tell Martin he'd passed his exams when he hadn't, but WOULDN'T go through with his plan to cut off all Mac`s hair (to Scissors Bentley`s suprise). Gay? My non-slasher housemate (who knows about my slash obssession, and seems to consider me an expert on all things homosexual now) seems to think so - she leaned over during the 'Queen' scene last Friday and asked if they were turning him into a repressed gay character. And if so, I'd say his interest lies mainly with Mac, who's moving further and further towards Caroline with every breath. And they're saying that the season's ending with be a LITERAL cliffhanger...

Am I crazy? Perhaps. But then the show's crazy, so suddenly this doesn't seem so implausible, though perhaps a little dark.

That said, while I think it would make a cool, angsty fic (with Mac coming to the rescue at the last minute, of course), I do hope that if it is indeed Guy that ends of playing centre role in the 'Greek tragedy' that the writers don't push him too close to the edge. Because I can't see him coming back from that completely the same. And I like him how he is. I'm half-tempted to spoil myself and try to find out what happens, but no. I'll be strong. And analyse each and every thing he does and word he says in tomorrow`s episode, looking for signs of despair, and if I find them run screaming to the nearest spoiler dispenser.

And this 'short, off-the-cuff' post has suddenly become the longest of the day. Sigh.