Trolling ff.net

Exhibit A: Harry, to Draco: "You're pretty. Stylish. And I like your ass."

Exhibit B: Draco's suicide letter: "Good-bye Harry. Good-bye world. Good-bye mother and father who will never see me grown-up. Good-bye birds singing in trees and fishes swimming in ponds, and clouds melting in the sky on hot summer afternoons, and rain tapping on windows on early spring mornings. Good-bye to the taste of ice cream and the touch of silk. Good-bye to the feeling of a beautiful boy's kiss, and his hot breath tingling on your neck. Good-bye Harry . . . Good-bye . . ."

Exhibit C: I think a simple quote will do it: "Harry crumpled up the letter viscously. He knew that Draco couldn't possibly want this. There was only one person who was forcing this on his beloved. Luscious Malfoy. Harry swore he would get Draco back, even if it killed him." Damn that Luscious.

Exhibit D: "Draco slid quietly out of bed and pulled on his black pants, a charcoal coloured cashmere sweater and his dragon hide boots." Clomp clomp clomp.

I rest my case.

It's all about smell

luciusmalfoy smells like pumpkin.

I smell like an onion right now. This is not a good thing. Even I would not rhapsodize about Draco smelling like an onion. That's just not very sexy. Pumpkin is sexy, onion, not. Smelling like a root vegetable is never a good thing.

His skin smells like potatoes, kept in a dark cellar, eyes burst into white, fleshy tenticles.

Nope. No root vegetables.

Odd connections

For some reason, the band Prozzak always reminds me of Ron. Why? Why? At first I thought it was just because I used the song 'Monday Morning' for a Ron song. But I still feel it, in other songs.

Like, as if Prozzak is just a 'best friend' kind of band.

Shoot me. Shoot me now, or I'll keep spamming ljs all night.

Update

Am writing supremely cliched one-off fic. Will probably be done tonight. More news at 11.

Sappy ass cliched fic

...is actually finished at 11, but it's just getting a read through before I post it. I just wanted to say that I said 'more news at 11', and I was totally kidding, but it was true.

Watch this space if you want to see some supremely sappy H/D.

My Supremely sappy fic: Blue Vase

Title: Blue Vase
pairing: H/D
rating: PG-13
A/N: Thanks to layha for coming up with Harry's profession and for putting up with me talking about this while I wrote it, and to luciusmalfoy and epicyclical for read throughs. "Stoked", cassie, "stoked."

( My extremely sappy and cliched fic. Be warned! Much sap here ensues! )