I'm short for my height.

HUZZAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!

2008-05-14T01:23:11Z

ELI STONE GOT RENEWED FOR A SECOND SEASON!!!!!!!!!!!!!

*dances*

If my doctor told me I had only six minutes to live, I wouldn’t brood. I’d type a little faster.

2008-04-06T16:43:41Z

This post is basically a pimp post. I discovered a bunch of really neat writing communities for anyone who is interested!

100originalfics - A writing challenge community about writing one hundred fics centered around an original setting/character you’ve chosen.
authors - This is a community where authors may speak about their works, post their pieces, or discuss writing.
all_unwritten - Prompts for everyday writing.
bookpublishing - specifically devoted to...well...publishing books! Maybe you're a writer, editor, or designer or perhaps you're just interested in learning more about the field. Regardless of your background, this is a great place to network with other professionals and share your personal experiences.
discuss_writing - Where the tips and techniques of writing can be discussed.
fantasywriters - For those who write fantasy and those who read the fantasy that others have written.
fictionwriters - A community for writers of fiction.
food_in_fiction - Discussing food in fiction, and helping writers correctly or creatively use it in fiction.
imagination500 - A Weekly Prompt Community.
musemuggers - Created to help writers break writer's block, it is also useful as a warm-up exercise, or to help you generate short stories for possible publication.
origfic_promo - A community for writers of original fiction to post their work to gain a wider audience.
pleasepublishme - An Aspiring Writers' Support Group.
project_finish - Awarding writers who reach their goals, and aiding writers in finishing their projects.
seriouswriters - A community for people who are serious about improving their fiction writing abilities.
sfandf_critters - This is a workshop for writers (and readers) of speculative fiction to put up works for critique, critique the works of others, ask questions, discuss and debate, share resources, and just have a good time.
writer_ads_news - Advertise Writing Comms/Search for Writing Communities.
writers_guild - This community was created for writers of all kinds who might like to talk about the mechanics of writing and its pitfalls and rewards.
writers_loft - An original fiction community for talking about the writing process, troubleshooting troublesome writing problems, brainstorming, seeking beta readers, getting opinions on something you are working on and asking questions about writing and the business of writing.
writingfantasy - This is a community geared towards the magical world of fantasy and writing.
writingfeedback - This community is for people who would like critical feedback on their writing.

READ THIS.

2008-03-15T07:11:29Z

Hey, weenies! I put up the first prompts over at kickmymuse. Get yourself a claim and start! You've got two weeks so there's no rush but participation would be a good thing.

Prompt community

2008-03-08T05:24:12Z

Does anyone remember the community theodditorium? I was just looking back at that community and got an idea. Would anyone be interested in joining a comm like that if I created one? I think it'd be really fun! And a good way to brush up on the ole' writing skills. I could also have the challenges last two weeks since I know a lot of people are busy as of late.

So what do you think? Yay? Nay?

A REALLY BAD FARSCAPE FIC I DID!

2008-01-29T04:12:50Z

Title: Sleepless
Setting/Spoilers: No spoilers really. It's set during season 3, sometime between episodes 'Green Eyed Monster' and 'Fractures' from the John-on-Moya's POV. John/Chiana, John/Aeryn.
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I don't own them.
Notes: Before starting the nifty PSL with Diana, I figured that I should test my skills with Crichton before royally screwing him up. Oh, and Chiana is in there just because she is awesome like that. First Farscape fic. Unbeta'd. (And I know that American Idol only came out in '02 and John came on Moya in '99 (or I assume since that's when the show started) thus meaning he wouldn't know what American Idol was, but the opportunity was too good to pass up. XD Constructive criticism is more than welcome!

All John wanted to do was sleep. Ever since Aeryn had left with his newly acquired twin aboard Talyn, most of his days haven't been kind to him in the least. Not to mention his current wormhole obsession that had been eating at him like some sort of starved animal. With a continuous lack of sleep and angry frustration beginning to surface, John's moods weren't exactly inviting either. He often found himself yelling rather than talking and sending out sarcastic remarks to whoever questioned him. His attitude was beginning to take it's toll on the other members of the crew because one solar day couldn't pass without some sort of shouting match. It was only after D'Argo's temper had finally reached it's boiling point with Crichton that he was forced to 'tongue' him so that he'd finally shut the frell up. Jool, Chiana and Pilot didn't need to express their thanks.

A few arns later, John found himself in his bed, both pissed and absolutely exhausted. After unsuccessfully trying to get up and kill D'Argo, he fell back defeated. Well, he'd kill him later. John closed his heavy eyes and pulled the twisted blanket around him. He was just starting to fall asleep (with lovely, animated images of him doing awful-yet-satisfying things to that stupid Luxan) when he suddenly felt someone (or worse, something) crawl in next to him. John yelped before rolling near off the bed.

"Blez out, Crichton." Came a familiar voice, half-amused, half-annoyed.

John had to blink several times before realizing that a grey Nabari was in bed with him. "Pip," he started, his voice froggy. "Whaddya doing in here?"

"Couldn't sleep," she responded cheerfully. "Now stop hogging the blanket."

Despite the bed being incredibly small in the first place, John complied and gave her some covers. "So you decided to come and wake me up?" He didn't mean to sound snappy - especially to Chiana, but he was tired and didn't know when else he was actually going to get another wink of sleep.

Chiana just shrugged. "I find it better to sleep with someone around."

"Why am I not surprised?" John muttered, rolling on his side. He could feel Chiana's hot glare on his back. He sighed and turned to face her. "Chi, I'm sorry. I didn't mean that."

Chiana gave him a tiny a smile before moving her hand to gently touch the side of his face. "I know. Even if you are being a total dranick, I still love you."

John chuckled. "At least someone still does." He moved onto his back again and stared up at the ceiling. Chiana didn't have to guess what he was thinking about.

"They're okay." She said quietly.

"Huh?" John asked. "Who?"

Chiana sighed and cuddled closer to him. The response was more than obvious that he didn't want to talk about a certain Sebacean who was probably risking her life somewhere in these damn uncharted territories that very moment. John put an arm around the Nabari. "Tired yet?"

"A little."

John closed his eyes again and started to hum. Sure, it wasn't any sort of real lullaby, but he figured that his rendition of Elvis' 'I Want You, I Need You, I Love You' counted.

"You know what, Crichton? You're one of the most strangest creatures I've ever met."

John stopped humming and laughed. "You should hear my singing. Gives William Hung a run for his money."

"I have," Chiana grinned. "That was the day I went deaf."

He playfully poked her in the ribs. "Go to sleep, Pip."

Chiana gave him a light kiss on the cheek before closing her own eyes. A few microts later, Chiana's heavy breathing indicated that she was indeed fast asleep. John on the other hand, was wide awake. Chiana's comment about Aeryn and the others kept replaying in his head like a broken record. They're okay. He desperately wanted to believe her. He wanted to stay positive, but every time he tried, he just kept thinking of all the horrible things that could (if not already) happen to them. To her. He'd seen enough things by now to know that anything was possible.

John rolled over on his side again, away from the sleeping Chiana. It was going to be another sleepless night.

Paire fic

2007-12-05T21:35:25Z

Oh my gosh, my first actual ficlet to be posted in a livejournal! Actually, now that I think about it, this is my first one-shot I've ever written. Anyway, I wrote this for myfebruarysong 'cos she asked for one in her Christmas list thing. I know someone already told you that they would do it but I was just really bored one night. Plus, I thought it was cute. ^^; So, er, enjoy!

Fandom: Heroes
Title: Mistletoe
Rating: G
Pairing: Peter/Claire
Summary: Peter always hated mistletoe.
Warning: None - you can take it as canon!pairing or AU
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: For entertainment purposes only.
A/N: This is basically an AU story since I'm really not sure where it'd take place. Everyone is too happy.

Peter hated mistletoe. It was dirty, green and had the most pointless custom ever. Unfortunately for him, the Bennet family were quite obsessed with the tiny Christmas plant and hung the stuff up everywhere. He took another sip of his eggnog, ignoring the taste. He never did like eggnog either. Despite Peter's bitterness, everyone else at the Christmas party seemed to be enjoying themselves. Mr. and Mrs. Bennet were dancing to a lively version of Jingle Bells, which made him stifle a laugh. You would never guess that Noah Bennet was actually pretty decent on the dance floor. Peter watched as he playfully dipped his wife, laughing along with her. Near the dessert table was their son, Lyle, attempting to sneakily grab as many sweets as he could before either of his parents could catch him. Everyone else were people that Peter had no idea who they were; relatives, friends. He suddenly wondered why he agreed to come here in the first place.

When Peter's eyes moved to the other side of the room, he felt his heart lift. Now he remembered why he agreed. Dressed in a cheesy Christmas sweater, Claire came down the stairs, a huge grin on her face. Peter remembered her telling him that Christmas had always been her favorite time holiday. He was tempted to walk over to her to say hello, but someone else beat him to the punch. The guy looked around her age and had light brown hair. Of course, this must be West. Peter's grip tightened around his mug when he watched as West enveloped Claire in a hug. He gave her a huge grin and whispered something to her that Peter couldn't hear. She dissolved into a fit of giggles before giving him a playful whack on the shoulder. Peter turned his gaze down to his eggnog. At this rate, he'll be drunk before midnight.

When Peter looked up from his drink, he noticed that Claire had pulled West over to the arch that led into the kitchen. His heart sank when he noticed the green plant that was hanging from top of the arch. Peter suddenly wished that he had x-ray vision and could melt it right off. To make matters worse, Claire seemed to be enjoying herself as she gave West a peck on the lips. That's it. He couldn't handle this anymore. Letting out a soft growl in annoyance, he turned his back from the two. It was probably time to go.

After making up an excuse to leave, he bid Mr. and Mrs. Bennet a goodnight before grabbing his coat and making his way to the front door.

"Peter!" The cheerful voice startled him. Despite being in a fowl mood, Peter couldn't help but grin when he turned around to face her.

"Claire," He smiled. It was really difficult to be angry when she was around. Even if the root of his anger was because of her.

Her smiled faded when she realized that he had his coat on. "Are you leaving?"

Peter shrugged. "Yeah. It's going to be a busy day tomorrow. I promised Nathan that I'd help him decorate his tree." Even though Heidi had left him, Peter still urged his brother to at least get a Christmas tree. After many arguments, the youngest Petrelli finally won the battle.

Claire laughed. "I can't see him doing that on his own." She wrinkled her nose. "He doesn't seem like the holiday type. No offense."

Peter chuckled and put up his hands in defense. "No offense taken. And you're right - he isn't."

"Then you certainly are going to have a busy day tomorrow." She agreed.

A moment of awkward silence filled the space between them. The Christmas music had slowed down some but laughter still echoed throughout the house.

"So..." Peter started, "I guess I'll be seeing you?"

Claire nodded. "Definitely."

More awkward silence. Peter gave her one last smile before turning the handle of the front door.

"Wait, Peter, if I don't see you before then..."

Peter turned around again, fully not expecting what happened next. Their lips suddenly met and every bitter thought of his had quickly disappeared. Her lips danced over his passionately and he could taste the sweet sugar on her mouth that still lingered from the Christmas cookie she had eaten before. She pulled away, leaving Peter flushed. Claire gave him a mischievous smile and wink before walking away. "Merry Christmas."

Peter found himself staring completly dumbfounded at her back before she disappeared to rejoin the festivities.

There was no mistletoe in sight.

friends only

2007-11-21T01:41:45Z

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This journal consists of me basically rambling about...whatever. TV show reactions, rants, rpg crap, drabbles, etc. If you like random/ramblings and general nonsense, feel free to add. xD I'm a super nice person (perhaps too nice >_>) and I love new friends!

ICON POST: PEARL HARBOR, LUCKY NUMBER SLEVIN

2007-10-25T18:31:57Z

I haven't made icons in ages so I'm a little rusty. These are the best but hopefully I'll be getting my groove back to make much more decent ones. I'll definitely be making more Pearl Harbor and Lucky Number Slevin icons in the future.

Comment
Credit wearyourwellies
No hotlinking
No editing
Pearl Harbor caps by evolutionsgirl
Slevin caps by me

[10] Lucy Number Slevin
[24] Pearl Harbor

TEASERS

PEARL HARBOR

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9	10	11	12

13	14	15	16

17	18	19	20

21	22	23	24

LUCKY NUMBER SLEVIN

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FANFIC100

2007-10-04T06:51:15Z

Honestly, what am I doing?

001.	Beginnings.	002.	Middles.	003.	Ends.	004.	Insides.	005.	Outsides.
006.	Hours.	007.	Days.	008.	Weeks.	009.	Months.	010.	Years.
011.	Red.	012.	Orange.	013.	Yellow.	014.	Green.	015.	Blue.
016.	Purple.	017.	Brown.	018.	Black.	019.	White.	020.	Colourless.
021.	Friends.	022.	Enemies.	023.	Lovers.	024.	Family.	025.	Strangers.
026.	Teammates.	027.	Parents.	028.	Children.	029.	Birth.	030.	Death.
031.	Sunrise.	032.	Sunset.	033.	Too Much.	034.	Not Enough.	035.	Sixth Sense.
036.	Smell.	037.	Sound.	038.	Touch.	039.	Taste.	040.	Sight.
041.	Shapes.	042.	Triangle.	043.	Square.	044.	Circle.	045.	Moon.
046.	Star.	047.	Heart.	048.	Diamond.	049.	Club.	050.	Spade.
051.	Water.	052.	Fire.	053.	Earth.	054.	Air.	055.	Spirit.
056.	Breakfast.	057.	Lunch.	058.	Dinner.	059.	Food.	060.	Drink.
061.	Winter.	062.	Spring.	063.	Summer.	064.	Fall.	065.	Passing.
066.	Rain.	067.	Snow.	068.	Lightening.	069.	Thunder.	070.	Storm.
071.	Broken.	072.	Fixed.	073.	Light.	074.	Dark.	075.	Shade.
076.	Who?	077.	What?	078.	Where?	079.	When?	080.	Why?
081.	How?	082.	If.	083.	And.	084.	He.	085.	She.
086.	Choices.	087.	Life.	088.	School.	089.	Work.	090.	Home.
091.	Birthday.	092.	Christmas.	093.	Thanksgiving.	094.	Independence.	095.	New Year.
096.	Writer‘s Choice.	097.	Writer‘s Choice.	098.	Writer‘s Choice.	099.	Writer‘s Choice.	100.	Writer‘s Choice.