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25 April 2006 @ 11:02 pm

saturday as usual
hp: pansy, pansy/draco, r
for quasi_hayley

better late than never!

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03 April 2006 @ 09:23 pm
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For dizilla
Title: as a burning and a fever
Characters: Bellatrix (with Sirius and Regulus and vague Blackcest)
Rating: R
A/N: Works as a companion piece to venture on a piece of sleep, but it isn't necessary to read that fic in order to understand this one.

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29 March 2006 @ 10:42 pm
Harry Potter - Remus/Sirius
page 246

page 50

for statelines

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10 March 2006 @ 10:40 pm
Heavenly Bodies for losselen

Star Wars - Qui-Gon/Obi-Wan, so very PG

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Historical RPF: Hector Berlioz & Antoine Etex
PG, genfic
Antoine Etex, the sculptor, recalled how he and Berlioz had gone for long walks together, singing Guillaume Tell, bathing, searching for brigands and playing practical jokes. -The New Grove Dictionary of Music and Musicians
280 words
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page 50

for calvina as part of a_humumentathon

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24 February 2006 @ 08:33 pm

For scythia: original poetry-- Orpheus wandering through the modern landscape. For those who are not familiar with the story of Orpheus as it concerns Eurydice:
Orpheus was the greatest musician the world had ever seen. He loved Eurydice. One day she died of a snakebite. Anguished, Orpheus crossed Styx, charming Charon and Cerberus in his descent, and pleaded with Hades for Eurydice's soul. His music was so fair that Persephone supposedly shed tears; this greatly astonished Hades, who was so amazed that he granted Orpheus's wish. There was, of course, a catch: during the ascension (I can only assume this spatial relationship,) Orpheus is forbidden to look back, and will have to trust that Eurydice is following him. And of course, just at the very boundary between the two worlds, Orpheus forgets his promise and looks back in wild ecstasy--Eurydice has already vanished.

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20 February 2006 @ 01:16 pm
What remains fascinating here is the translation between the visual and the literal—a translation between the media of art, far more concrete than simply “illustration” and “ecphrasis.” But how do you do it? Surely this owes its origin to the brutish unconscious, if not the full-fledged imagination, the uncanny collective of some shared, divine ambrosia. Tell me I’m reading too much into this, but surely, to generate these lyrics and thoughts from pictorial impressions, it would encompass functions more than the cerebral and more than the senses.
i would like to apologise, a thousand times, to riverflame (and calvina!) for being a total flake and finishing this a month late. feel free to kick me in the shins. in any case, um, here! have some fic!

title: rise like lions (you sons of cain)
pairing: remus/sirius
rating: PG 13
words: 700
notes: for a_humumentathon, and my recipient, riverflame, from this prompt. inspired by copious amounts of the jam, some shelley verses printed on the jacket of the sound affects LP, a continuing obsession with ted leo/rx, and a whole lot of other obscure, poorly constructed references. collect them all!

( Cradling the eggs in his hands, he wants to say, Lupin, you sodding idiot, I love you-- )
Current Mood: FINALLY.
10 August 2005 @ 07:41 pm
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Title: Summertime
Fandom: Metallica RPS, James Hetfield/Jason Newsted
Rating: PG-13ish
Recipient: none. Cause none really reads Metslash. :D
AN: Thanx to Calvina for granting me an extension and thanx Dana for the beta

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