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IN WHICH THERE IS FIC, AND ALSO MUSIC, AND ALSO SEX. Quite a lot of it all, kthx, I shall now proceed onwards into Sherlock fandom because that's quite enough for now, okay.

I didn't think I'd ever get to write so many words of nothing but boys being stupid and fucking a lot but apparently I DID and now I need to get back to that dorky detective and his jumper-wearing john/best friend/colleague/boyfriend with their explosions and their snark, okay, that's enough fluff 'n snogging for a year. (Well, that's what I say now.)

(Funny thing is, I wrote this in pretty much the same way I wrote Sign A New Agreement With iTunes, all short paragraphs and parentheses (shutupshutup I like parentheses, alright), because apparently that's just how I write France/England human AUs forever, but. But the point is, okay, this — and this is all [livejournal.com profile] fireblazie's fault from now on till eternity — that this is basically Sign A New Agreement in reverse. Sign was about boys who were lovers in pretty much everything but the sex, and this is about boys who are lovers in pretty much nothing but the sex. And so much denial. And also long.)

francis/arthur, 20,000 words, nc-17, etcetcetc.

(Tonight: Doctor Who. I am one day late and SO FUCKING EXCITED for this shit.)
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Note to self: never again listen to Eddie Izzard on the morning bus. Ever again. People will just think you're mad. No, seriously.

That said, recording podfic is actually quite fun, all strange French accents and funny th's notwithstanding. I like it. Anything you'd like me to record, people?

I need to work out a writing chart; this is getting out of bounds. I have. Some. Fifteen? works, currently in progress, likely to remain in progress for as long as I don't get a move on and actually finish one. Ironically enough, the one closest to finishing is the one I begun the latest. My life, does it make sense. It doesn't, much. Fortunately, it's also Sherlock, which means I'm actually going to come close to finishing something in this fandom. Five months and as many stories left by the wayside will not be in vain, never mind that this one is some eight thousand words shorter than any its precedessors.

Less fortunately, I have a monster fruk!human!au in the works, as well. Someone give [livejournal.com profile] fireblazie a cookie or a hammer. (Eat the first; knock yourself over the head with the second, this is all your fault.) Yeah, also:

(pretty fruk is mostly for the sake of pretty, and also not mine. dear boys ♥) 
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I am not dead!

Three things, to celebrate this fact and the end of my finals:

1. More Sherlock recs: [livejournal.com profile] wordstrings  has updated her Paradox Series, which has made me ridiculously happy two days ago; the [livejournal.com profile] sherlockbigbang is currently posting away, with some fairly gorgeous stuff in it — my personal favourite being Strangers, a futuristic AU in which John Watson is an android built by Sherlock Holmes. The series enfolds from this, with the actual happenings of the episodes (cabbie case, Moriarty), and, on the other hand, the developing of feelings between Sherlock and John, and what this might mean between a human being and a machine with the memories of a human. Lovely read, all around.

2. Happy birthday, [livejournal.com profile] fyliwionvilyaer, you lovely, lovely person ♥

3. I bring thee fic! well, deanon fic, really. But still, fic.

Title: Sign A New Agreement With iTunes
Pairing: France/England
Rating: R.
Word Count: 16,000, jesus.
Summary: One day, you turn around, and everything around you changes. Flatmates!AU. Also known as 'the thing with sticky notes that is pure and utter fluff, oh god I'm such a bloody sap, but this was ridiculously lovely to write, oh yes. ♥'

(this is how the morning goes)
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Admittedly, it was pretty stupid of me to look out the window yesterday morning and go 'oh, yesterday's snow has melted, surely it won't snow again today!' and put on high heeled boots. Yes, okay, I admit it, it was stupid. Especially considering the amount of snow that fell from 10 a.m. onwards. The most ridiculous thing, though, was probably that I managed to keep on my feet for the entire duration of the walk home — the wet, slippery walk home — only to tumble arse over head around the corner of my own street.

But that was also the day when my History of the English Language teacher went — 'no, no, that's the Old English word for was, not for booth, there weren't any telephone booths in England in the 800s — well, unless the Doctor happened to be around, but —' so, all in all, not a bad day. (So right, I probably was the one who understood that little bit. Didn't stop me from grinning like a fool for the rest of the class, though.)

That said.

waistcoats and iced tea and eyeglasses, oh my! )
falling_voices: (in the beginning the universe was create)

I am surviving on tangerines and Wonderfully Blue Mittens, which sounds like creative writing, and I'm going to have to get some winter boots — snow and heels, however square they may be, do not well combine. However:

Re: HP7a, JESUS CHRIST, THIS SHIT IS EFFIN' EPIC. Also, Rupert Grint rocks my socks, oh yes.

Re: Sherlock!AU, the beginning sequence hates my guts, damnit, and it's turning into a very strange character study of one John H. Watson, who is apparently an onion. Layered, I mean. And there's this utterly gorgeous Hetalia kinkmeme request of awesomeness that's calling plaintively out at me, which would be an appropriate distraction if writing it didn't involve a fuckton of history and therefore a fuckton of research. On the other hand Alternate Historylines are awesome. So.

Re: reclist, yes I know, I lied. There's more stuff to add every week, I can't help it, and Molly Hooper is wonderful. Hmm.

Re: DW Christmas Special, MICHAEL GAMBON, FUCK YEAH. And I need a TARDIS!sound ringtone like I need breathing, if only to have it setting off in the middle of an English class and see who freaks out.

Re: Picasso, oh my god are you serious.
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My History of the English Language class is the most surreal thing ever.

My teacher: "Before we begin working on the pronounciation of Cs and Gs in Old English, I would like to point out two things.

1. tomorrow this year's Beaujolais Nouveau comes out. Before you buy any, please remember that with every glass you drink, the guards of the House of Bordeaux kill a puppy. Think of the puppies. Don't drink Beaujolais.
2. if I find out that you ever, ever put ice in a Bordeaux, I will personally hunt you down and drag you kicking and screaming into the seven circles of hell."

... yes, we're discussing Bordeaux versus Beaujolais in-between Beowulf and Tolkien. There are times when I love my country.

(Granted, this is the teacher who bemoans the loss of translation accuracy through the ages with 'In the original text of the Bible, God was a fish and Heaven full of cheese. So, so much has been lost in translation. How sad.')

Speaking of cross-Channel relationships — I wrote moar FrUK, lo. Just in case anyone here's interested...

And have a DW-vid red to top it off: Run With Me, River/Doctor, by [livejournal.com profile] chaila43. It's funny, because I don't ship River/Doctor — hell, I don't even like River all that much, and yet this vid made me love her, it's just that bloody gorgeous. Also, Imogen Heap's Speeding Cars is a gorgeous song, and pretty much the story of my life right now.

There, there, baby, it's just textbook stuff
It's in the ABC 
Of growing up...
falling_voices: (:D)
1. Imma leaving for Belgium tomorrow afternoon — I'm staying at my best friend's, presumably to be eating fries and drinking cherry beer and generally prowling around art exhibitions for three days. There's a Delacroix one at the Royal Museum! Life is beautiful.

I'll be back by Saturday afternoon, though, probably with a lot of written stuff to type out. Goddamnit, Sherlock fandom, why are you so interesting?

2. Seriously, podfic is the best thing to have happened in the history of the universe after the English language and chocolate fondant. Also, [livejournal.com profile] pandarus  has the most amazing Sherlock voice ever.

3. I wrote this, on a fit of complete and utter desperation — I was stuck in the middle of something else entirely, and it just wouldn't get written — and ended up really liking it, so I've actually gone off and posted it on [livejournal.com profile] what_the_fruk. I don't really know why I suddenly tied up my guts and did what I've been procrastinating on for ages, buuuuut I'm pretty satisfied, overall. Next week is [livejournal.com profile] sherlockbbc, hopefully enough, if I manage to finish my Sherlock/THE INTERNET crackish... thing. I really have no clue what it's all about, except that John is a BNF and Moriarty trolls the online communities. OR SOMETHING. It feels like it's looping in on itself and then looping in again and then again, so I... can't really distinguish what is meta and what isn't anymore.

4. My bedroom has been swallowed up! by chaos. I don't even know if I have a desk anymore, there are so many papers on top of it...
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Well, ladies, this is the end of... something. Somewhen.  I've officially graduated from my lit/english school day before yesterday, and I got my examination results yesterday afternoon. Basically, I'm in the top 10/15% percent, which is unexpected but great, because even though it doesn't get me into the ENS (which would have been akin to a miracle, methinks), it's a free-way into whatever Uni course, double-course, exchange program, options/specializations, etc — anything I want.

Beautiful days, you lot.

Also: the APH minibang. I'm not quite sure if we're allowed to share out our prompts, but ah hell, don't see why not, so here you go.

For them, the future was like a giant oxygen mask, as if there was nothing to breathe in the present. When the present was all there was ever going to be.

Paint It Black by Janet Finch

Whoever finds which other fandom I'm doing a crossover with gets a cookie. :D

Also also: we should have a DCMK minibang, I dunno. Or something similar. In autumn. It'd be great.

Also also also: has anyone seen penguin these days? I haven't heard from her in a month. What happens?
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So let me tell you a little story.

My Parisian district is a very nice one. We’re at the foot of Montmartre and about twenty minutes’ walk from the Louvre, and we’ve got the quaintest little church and long, slanting merchant streets with markets in the morning. There’re tons of schools and flowershops and bakeries and bars, and if you get a little away from the biggest streets you can find narrow, winding alleys going up and down and up again, paved over and a lot more silent, so you can sit on a bench for a few minutes and relax all you care. And if you go up North, and climb up a few (dozen) flights of stairs, there’s Montmartre, with its sunlit squares and little houses and painters and little pubs and theatres and hundreds of restaurants, and long strips of lawn and the Sacré-Coeur with the sun on its domes.

It’s really quite like a miniature town in the middle of Paris.

And it’s got its own traditions, too. When it starts getting really warm, generally in May or June, there’s a band that treks around the district, playing the trumpet and the guitar and the saxo. There’re here every year. Everybody knows them and their tunes. When they come around, when you can hear their music all the way from the street, you just know the beautiful days are here to stay.

When I came home from class yesterday they were coming up the main street. Hello, summer.

In other news, I'm thinking of joining up to the APH minibang. Except I've only two days to make up my mind. /tempted. so. very. tempted.
falling_voices: (a bookstore)


1. Happy birthday, [livejournal.com profile] katty008 ! This is drastically late, I apologize, but this week came straight from hell with no return ticket. Many happy returns, m'dear. ♥

2. regarding DC 733. )

3. regarding homespun. )

4. So, electronics? WHY DOEST THOU HATE ME SO. My last standing working USB card went KABOOM on me, and today being the 1st of May I can't go out and just, y'know, buy another. And because my laptop's Internet connection went all OH HAI UM NO, I can't do anything till Monday. Can't send you the KA smutfic, mah Sa', can't continue my [livejournal.com profile] hetalia_kink fill, can't send my philosophy notes to classmates.

In other words: This. Sucks.

To continue on a slightly worrying note: philosophy exam on Monday.

To finish on a slightly less worrying note: am leaving for Belgium on Tuesday. Cherry beer! cheap clothes! lots of, er, time on bus-trip to write in!
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Meme! Icons!

FORCED INTO Snatched from la gems. :D

icons! meme! )
ETA: fixed the fail.
falling_voices: (and so)

Oh, God, I’m crying now. Oh god what the hell I don't even

Penguin-chan. Watch this. It makes me cry for goodness’ sake what the hell how the what the how this has no right at all to be so pretty and sad and oh, God, this is exactly what I love about those four. (And the Spanish subs? don't ask.)

Oh, Canada. You are the sweetest boy.


Oh France

… Happy Chocolate Day Easter, by the way.

falling_voices: (<3)

English exam this morning, blah blah, J.M. Coetzee, etc. And then sometime along the way, there was this:

He cannot understand why it is that so many people around him dislike England. England is Dunkirk and the Battle of Britain. England is doing one’s duty and accepting one’s fate in a quiet, unfussy way. England is the boy at the battle of Jutland, who stood by his guns while the deck was burning under him. England is Sir Lancelot of the Lake and Richard the Lionheart and Robin Hood with his longbow of yew and his suit of Lincoln green.
—J.M. Coetzee, Boyhood: A Memoir


What the fuck, self.

Also, Sa'? I’m in the middle of my mock exams right now, so I probably won’t show up on messenger till Saturday. Sorry, mah lass. ♥


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