The Toybox

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flights of fancy
children of dune - leto 1
seperis
It is Friday and I am staring at something I wrote yesterday in some fit of hideously purple sap that is making me blush to read. It's not even sexual. It's five pages of fully-dressed cuddling.

And I still find it cute.

*facepalm* I blame Friday for putting me in a sappy mood. It's embarrassing to coo at one's story.

(Yes, chopchica, that one, but moreso. I suddenly realized it wasn't done.)

In other news--God, I wish I had other news. It has been a long week and I have to get ready to visit svmadelyn next week and did I mention I'm bringing my soon-to-be-married friend V and they are going to love each other at first meeting and break up with me and I will have no friends?

I am totally calling it. Just so everyone knows.
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*pets you*

I'll still be your friend! :-)

I will happily read five pages of fully dressed cuddling (I'm sending the wonderful thing you sent to me back, by the by).

What this says about me, I do not know, but you can rest assured I will probably find it cute too.

I know this fear of the cataclysmic meet-up between your friends ("Soon to be ex-friends?" I ask myself anxiously) well. I am certain, however, that svmadelyn and V will love each other greatly, and that the three of you will then enter into an emotionally functional, three-way, and very long-lived marriage.

It's like bathing in honey and syrup while puppies dance about it. There might be manfully hidden tears. I keep wishing desperately that I'd been drinking. At least then, I wouldn't feel unclean.

(I'm sending the wonderful thing you sent to me back, by the by).

Ooh yay! The second part is mocking me. I got ten pages and then realized I'm not entirely sure how to write single combat. I'm vaguely mulling just ending the whole thing with an arrow for no particular reason.

I know this fear of the cataclysmic meet-up between your friends ("Soon to be ex-friends?" I ask myself anxiously) well. I am certain, however, that svmadelyn and V will love each other greatly, and that the three of you will then enter into an emotionally functional, three-way, and very long-lived marriage.

Even if they hated each other, they might like each other just to spite me. They're not above that sort of thing.

that is making me blush to read.

I have always wondered what to do with pieces of ridiculous fluff one's finds the next morning. Ignore them and hope they go away? Drown them like kittens? Cuddle with them a little and then shove them out into the world in a post, despite the havoc they wreak on one's self-image as a person who is not horribly sappy? What?

This. I keep adding to it in hopes it will grow less fluffy, but I think I made it worse.

I KNEW there was a sweet marshmallow center in there somewhere!! I KNEW IT.

(And seriously, it's probably not as bad as you think.)

Also, I am rolling my eyes at you about the not having any friends thing. And if you lean closer? I'll whack you in the back of the head. Lovingly.

(And seriously, it's probably not as bad as you think.)

No. It is :)

::quirks eyebrows hopefully:: Reaaaaaallllly?

(And seriously, it's probably not as bad as you think.)

Trembling and manfully repressed tears.

*shocky*

It's okay, baby. It'll be allll right. ::pats you:: It'll be okay.


(Manfully repressed tears? Who are you? John Sheppard?)

*laughs*

Ok, well, let me break you out of your fluffy mood. I too have a confession. I have, for basically the first time in my life, been inspired to write fanfic. It's not cuddly.

It's fanfic of your fanfic.

With drawings. Actually sketches, but I want to draw them out. But that will be work, and I probably won't do it unless I can post it, and I won't post it unless it's okay with you.

So email me? vito dot excalibur at gmail dot com.

YES CHRIST YES. As you like! HOW UTTERLY COOL. I will email this with more capslock.

It's not *done*? There's *more*? \o/

I have to say, when it showed up in my inbox and it was so sweet and cuddly and happy and full of warmth and fluff that I thought you had been FORCED TO WRITE IT AT GUNPOINT or something.


they are going to love each other at first meeting and break up with me

Yeah, I have that issue too :(

*blank* Two pages worth, even. It just got worse.

I have to say, when it showed up in my inbox and it was so sweet and cuddly and happy and full of warmth and fluff that I thought you had been FORCED TO WRITE IT AT GUNPOINT or something.

I don't even have the excuse of drunkenness. Emailing the next version so you can mock me.

See, the times when I get to mock *and* flail with glee are so few and far between! \o/

What's the deal with the *other* fic?

YOU WROTE FIC WHERE THERE ARE TENDER DECLARATIONS OF LOVE AND I WILL *NEVER LET YOU FORGET IT*!!!!!

OMG THERE IS NONE OF THAT DIAF WITH THE SLASH DRAGON!

OMG UNAMAGA IS IN THE PROCESS OF MAKING ME A NEW DRAGON RAPE ICON AND I AM GOING TO USE IT *EVERY SINGLE TIME I TALK TO YOU*!

Also, I hadn't realized mad and v were your only friends! I feel very cast aside now *sadfaces*

It's five pages of fully-dressed cuddling.

To be fair, it might be just what a lot of people need today. :)

Dude, I totally need this. I am lacking cuddles in real life today, and thus must vicariously live through fic. /o\

[hugs]

I would totally read five pages of fully-dressed cuddling. [grins] I think that sounds adorable.

I want to write you a hope-you-have-a-better-week!story, but I don't know what you'd like. Suggestions? requests?

Um, I dont know? I mean, anything you write. Speaking of YOU POSTED NEW FIC. I went to bed early adn didn't get to read! Yay!

But you know, anything Merlin and Arthur. I am easy like that.

I would read this and totally understand. Merlin is conflicted about jumping Arthur while he has wings, because there could be some issue of Arthur being more vulnerable? IDK. And so there is...petting, platonic petting. *twitches* Yes, and the clothes are mostly on...even though Arthur's wings keep RIPPING THEM. And that does not seem to be weakening Merlin's resolve.

And er, well, the Dean and Castiel and Sam talking with Lucifer fic that I am working on? Now has PIE. *facepalm* WHY DO THESE THINGS HAPPEN.

I WAS NOT EVEN ON A SUGAR HIGH WHEN THIS PIE THING HAPPENED.

Edited at 2009-02-13 04:29 pm (UTC)

WINGS YES! PLEASE. WITH PIE!

(I just posted about this in my lj, because, well, WHAT IS GOING ON WITH US TODAY?)

WHY AM I NOT SURPRISED THAT YOU ARE ENCOURAGING THIS?!

Sam is not eating the pie, he is ignoring it. This makes Dean sad, because everyone should love pie. Lucifer likes pie. *stares at page* If I write that sentence I am going to have to apologize to the world for this story.

*facepalm* Not even a little angst. Even a bit.

*snff* So glad I count as a friend. AND WE WERE GOING TO BE MARRIED. THERE WAS GOING TO BE COOKING FOR PORN.

I want my ring back.

*HYSTERICS* EVERYONE IS LEAVING ME.

Yes, did you notice that we never ever count? I AM LEAVING JENN FOR UNAMAGA NOW AND FOREVER!

Irony, thy name is internets. I too am interviewing for replacements. Hmm. I wonder if I can get people to submit resumes.

*grim* Jenn has brought this on herself */grim*

More importantly, five pages of fully-dressed cuddling! You should post it!

Also I have your new story open in a tab just waiting to make me unproductive for the rest of the day and eat my brain. Because apparently everything you write just blows me over almost instantly.

*pats sympathetically* Also, just wanted to make sure you got my email?