There will come a time when you have a chance to do the right thing.

Hey guys

Sat, 28 Oct 2006 19:37:03 GMT

Yeah, I have been on here a little recently, just trying to catch up with people's lives.

I've decided that I want to make a new LJ, and try and actually make friends and keep in touch with everyone. It sucks where only a few of my lj friends actually know who I am. So! I'll be back here to tell you my new s/n so you guys can friend me if you wish. Thanks!

Oh wow

Thu, 22 Jun 2006 02:02:27 GMT

Hi everyone! It's been a few months... How's life?

Anyway, school is over! And I miss the HP and GW world...but I kind of have a real life now. Haha.

So here's an idea that I had: some one write a book on describing the lives of fanfiction writers, and why we bond so well over the internet. Cause it's weird.

Anyway. Off to read my friendslist. :D

I should be studying for my history exam. :/

Tue, 24 Jan 2006 23:16:48 GMT

Thirteen Random Things You Like Doing:
1. Singing
2. Playing clarinet
3. Sleeping
4. Eating way too much food.
5. fantasize about twins/twincest <-keeping that, cause hey, it's true
6. Reading books
7. checking out teh guys
8. checking out teh girls
9. chatting in internet speak....in rl *headdesk*
10. Reading HP pr0n
11. Did I already say sleeping?
12. Bitch
13. Wank <-keeping that there as well

Twelve Good Films:
1. Brokeback Mountain
2. Princess Mononoke
3. Motorcycle Diaries
4. Jesus Christ Superstar. lol.
5. Pirates of the Caribbean
6. Aliens
7. DEAD POET'S SOCIETY OMFG
8. Aladdin. I'm serious.
9. Hercules
10. I Heart Huckabees
11. LOTR:ROTK
12. Beauty and the Beast?

Eleven Good Bands/Artists:
1. Beatles
2. Coheed and Cambria
3. Queen
4. VHS or Beta
5. The Arcade Fire
6. Stars
7. Eisley
8. Broken Social Scene
9. AFI
10. My Chemical Romance, even though I'm pissed at all their fans being teeny bopper shitheads. And my band teacher.
11. Gorillaz

Ten Things About You Physically:
1. I'm 5'7".
2. I've gained a lot of weight recently.
3. I wear glasses.
4. I dyed my hair and got it cut again.
5. I have blue-green eyes?
6. My feet are size 10-11
7. I get most of my physical features from my dad.
8. I have ugly feet
9. I haven't shaved my legs in a while. I'm Spiderwoman, rawr!
10. I have a tail. That's invisible.

Nine Things You Say Often:
1. Umm, okay
2. Wtf?
3. Bitch
4. AUGH!
5. Hey!
6. I hate history, and I think it should die
7. totally. I totally overuse the word totally
8. Commandeered!!
9. I fail. At life.

Eight Favorite Food/Drinks:
1. burritos
2. Lo-mien
3. Dark Cherry Diet Coke. Yuum. :D
4. Toffee butter scones. Holy crap those are the best things ever.
5. coconut
6. chocolate
7. dried cranberries. They're like crack. You can't stop eating them.
8. Lamb Curry, but I can't have that anymore since I stopped eating animals.

Seven Things you Wear Often:
1. underwear
2. bra
3. my glasses
4. shoes
5. my rings
6. shirts
7. pants. Most of the time.

Six Things That Annoy You:
1. people that weave back and forth in front of you
2. people that are reading something and say "Wow, that's funny" and expect you to say something back just to get your attention. Holy shit, it makes me want to kill someone
3. people. as a whole.
4. my dog, sometimes
5. how my school never turns on the heat in winter.
6. and the same for the AC in summer

Five Favorite Fictional Characters:
1. Gred and Forge Weasley. Harry Potter
2. Duo from GW
3. Gen from "The Theif"
4. Trowa from GW
5. Charlie Dalton from DPS

Four Favorite Animals:
1. cats
2. dogs
3. chinchillas
4. baby brown bats

Three favorite TV Shows:
1. Lost
2. Gilmore Girls
3. X-Play

Two Dream Jobs:
1. Actress on Broadway
2. Anything that lets me travel all over the world.

One Person You Could Spend The Rest Of Your Life With:
1. My dog.

Lyric post, lykomg.

Tue, 17 Jan 2006 02:23:17 GMT

I love the community Deleterius. It's like crack. So many bad mary-sue authors...the pain!

Celebration Guns
tomorrow there will be another number
for the one who had a name
a desert wind and a perverse desire to win
history buried in shame
are the beating drums
celebration guns
the thunder and the laughter
the last thing they remember
and then the next day
how will you know your enemy
by their colour or your fear
one by one you can cage them
in your freedom
make them disappear

*fangirls* I love music. So much.

Brokeback Moutain

Sat, 14 Jan 2006 20:04:52 GMT

I finally got to see it. I've been waiting, and waiting, and then finally...

I honestly think that this was the best movie experience I've ever had. And by that I mean, the best audience (we cheered when the "bad" guys were punched, cried when the angst got too bad, and gasped when the secret was found out) was there. It was wonderful.

And the movie. I'd say watching that is similar being subtly punched in the gut by beauty. You feel so wrapped up in the story. It's like they are your neighbors, and you're watching this unfold through your window.

There are no stereotypes. Jack and Ennis are just two guys who are in love. Big deal.

And really, you feel much more empathy for Ennis's wife. You could visibly see her falling apart. The movie didn't villanify the wives, which I really liked.

I just cried so hard. This movie is what Romeo and Juliet would have been, had they chosen not to secretly get married and run away, thus not dying in a flash of light. Instead they slowly burn down over the years.

*hugs this movie* Go see it. Now.

GW FIC REC

Mon, 02 Jan 2006 03:53:17 GMT

Everyone in the GW fandom needs to go read Crystal Windows by Agent Midnight if they haven't already. It's simply amazing. *loves it* Anyone know where I can get more of her work?

OMG I LOVE IT WHEN THE GW BOYS ARE CRAZY. Also, I apparently am in a ALL CAPSY mood tonight.
YAY! ISN'T THIS GREAT. WHOOOO.

Man, definitly been reading too many Dinosaur Comics.

Back! Yay!

Thu, 29 Dec 2005 00:05:59 GMT

I'M BACK. Thank god.

I'd have to say, on the Ultimate Vacation Judgement Scale, that one was definitly in the "suck" area. First off, we decided to drive down, not fly down. Two days. Stuck in the car. With my whole family. I WANTED TO DIE. Then, our room-cabiny-thingy was infinitly small. And we had seafood all the time, and it was cold.... Okay, well I really don't mean that. It was fairly nice, but I can only handle my family (esp my father) in small doses. Plus, we weren't home for Christmas. I felt like it never really happened. :/

Well, I hope everyone had excellent holidays. I'm looking forward to the new year so much. 2006= the year of many changes? Indeed my friends, indeed.

Also, I heart Huckabees is a great movie, Fall on Your Knees is an awesome depressing book, and I want to see Brokeback Mountain so goddamned bad!

I'm off to go catch up on all the fic and entries. See you guys later!

Fic rec

Wed, 07 Dec 2005 05:20:41 GMT

Holy shit this fic is so recc'd.

If you are prepared

I'm sobbing right now. I spent about 8 hours reading this thing...it's amazing. If you have the time, please, read it.

"HP/SS. Begins the summer after fourth year and follows Harry into his seventh year. Severus is commissioned to train and protect Harry from the Dark Lord. But there's more at stake than the life of a boy. Attempts to answer the question Dumbledore deemed Harry too young to know: But why would [Voldemort] want to kill me in the first place?"

Dear Santa....

Tue, 06 Dec 2005 16:05:57 GMT

Dear Santa...

Dear Santa,

This year I've been busy!

In February I set brainheero's puppy on fire (-66 points). Last Tuesday I gave sheafrotherdon a Dutch Oven (-10 points). Last Wednesday I gave celinafairy a life-saving blood transfusion (50 points). Last month I bought porn for memoriesofatwin (-10 points). In October I donated bone marrow to heerodiscarded in a life-saving procedure (300 points).

Overall, I've been nice (264 points). For Christmas I deserve a Lego set!

Sincerely,
katerpillar195

Icons, images, basically me messing around w/Photoshop.

Tue, 06 Dec 2005 03:28:31 GMT

1. 2.

3. 4.

5. 6. 7.

8. \

All images were found through Google.com image search. I do know, am, or have any rights to any of the people portrayed in these icons. Number 2 lyrics are from "Falling Away with You" by Muse. Lyrics in number 6 are from "Cool" from the West Side Story soundtrack. None of these are mine, but I did spend a while tinkering around in photoshop. These are mostly for my benefit, but if any of you want them, please leave a comment here and credit me? Okay. Cool. Now, that being said...

SNOW DAY FOR ME TOMORROW!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Deep thoughts on death, and people I'll never meet

Tue, 06 Dec 2005 02:11:59 GMT

Today I pulled out my West Side Story CD, and immediatly clicked it to "Cool", my favorite song. Ice is my favorite character, and I remember a discussion a group of us had over at GWA about how Tucker Smith (the actor) would make a perfect Trowa. Well, I googled him to try and find a pic to make an icon...and came upon this article about how human he was.

He wasn't a big star, he was quite humble, but he loved show business. The article was written by one of his friends...and I'm just in tears. Tucker Smith died in 1989 of cancer of the jaw.

I'm simply amazed that I wasn't even alive when he was, yet I admire him so strongly as a singer, and after reading that article, as a person. And so that got me to thinking about "hero worship". It seems odd to worship this man who I never even met, and perhaps worship is much too strong a word. Still...It's odd listening to his voice on the CD, and thinking that this is a moment of his life, this deceased man, captured forever, and it's by luck that I have chanced upon listening to it, and it means something to me.

And I really want to make the icon, but I feel weird now. Like he's too private to make an icon for. I dunno why.

It's really odd thinking that some of the people I most look up to weren't even alive when I was.

Life and time have managed to blow my mind away, yet again.

I just realized that I give away my age in this post. Whoops. Oh well.

blushes I bring you HP pron.

Thu, 01 Dec 2005 00:23:50 GMT

Wow. First smut, ever! It's a small drabble, and my first time writing smut. Umm, tell me what you think? *is terribly embarressed*

Title: Wanting

Author: Katerpillar/Torn. Either one works for me.

Rating: R?

Disclaimer: Harry and Draco belongs to JKR. The filthy ideas belong to me. :P

Summary: A tiny drabble. Concrit, please!

A gasp of warm air pushes past his face, materializing in the cold air. He ignores it- all that matters is harder, deeper, the most desperate of longings. He wants, he desperately wants- he wants this to never end, he wants this to stop right now, but most of all, he wants to come.

He snaps his hips twice more, and then finally! A half moan, half scream is ripped out of him, and ohgodyes, this is it, this is what he’s been wanting so bad. It’s wonderful, it’s terrible, yet he loves it so much. He can never get enough of this intoxicating feeling.

He slips out, and turns the other boy over, and takes the sizeable erection into his mouth, caressing with his tongue until salty, bitter come is shooting into his mouth.

They lay there, sated, wallowing in the feelings. Finally Harry moves up to kiss Draco, sharing the taste of his come. Draco sighs and says “Same time next week?”

Tell me what you think, guys??

This is a Friend's Only Journal!

Sun, 06 Nov 2005 15:20:37 GMT

All my fics will remain unlocked, but all my RL entires after this will be flocked. Please comment if you are interested in reading about my life.

Wishlist.

Thu, 03 Nov 2005 01:31:58 GMT

Stolen from Dourmetal.
If you repost this, I'll do my best to help!!

Step One-

Make a post (public, friendslocked, filtered...whatever you're comfortable with) to your LJ. The post should contain your list of 10 holiday wishes. The wishes can be anything at all, from simple and fun ("I'd love a Snape/Hermione icon that's just for me") to medium ("I wish for _____ on DVD") to really big ("All I want for Christmas is a new car/computer/house/TV.") The important thing is, make sure these wishes are things you really, truly want.- If you wish for real possible things, make sure you include some sort of contact info in your post, whether it's your address or just your email address where Santa (or one of his elves) could get in touch with you.

- Also, make sure you post some version of these guidelines in your LJ, or link to this post (it'll be public) so that the holiday joy will spread.

Step Two-

Surf around your friendslist (or friendsfriends, or just random journals) to see who has posted their list. And now here's the important part:- If you see a wish you can grant, and it's in your heart to do so, make someone's wish come true. Sometimes someone's trash is another's treasure, and if you have a leather jacket you don't want or a gift certificate you won't use--or even know where you could get someone's dream purebred Basset Hound for free--do it.You needn't spend money on these wishes unless you want to.
The point isn't to put people out, it's to provide everyone a chance to be someone else's holiday elf--to spread the joy. Gifts can be made anonymously or not--it's your call.There are no rules with this project, no guarantees, and no strings attached. Just...wish, and it might come true. Give, and you might receive. And you'll have the joy of knowing you made someone's holiday special.

I've done it in order: Simple to Impossible. :D

1. A Friends only banner that features a recent pic of Tom Felton, or one with both James and Oliver Phelps on it.
2. A Che Guevara icon.
3. A Remus centric fic (Sirius/Remus, oneshot!)
4. A Snape het fic (ohnoes!!!) that is not an annoying Mary Sue. >.<
5. Madeyemax to write some more wonderful, Phelps twin goodness!!!
6. The new Franz Ferdinand CD
7. More LJ friends, even though the ones I have are the best. : D
8. All of the translated writings of Che Guevara.
9. Someone to upgrade my LJ so I can have 100 icons! (<--fat chance this will happen)
10. Tom Felton to come to his senses, and marry me. ;)

Ramblyness

Wed, 02 Nov 2005 02:00:15 GMT

*headkeyboard*

I honestly don't know why I haven't been able to write. I've got all these million plot bunnies, and I write em down, but I can't make them into coherent stories.

SO ANNOYING. Blech.

The Halloween story has definitly taken a turn so its more of a not-so-scary halloween fluff. I don't want that. GRRRRR.

But, I've decided I'm going to actually treat this as my RL journal as well as my fic journal (cause it's looking a little bare) pretty much because I hate all my RL "friends" and I need to reach out to somone. What better way then LJ? Hahahaha.

I'm thinking of flocking my personal posts, and leaving my stories unf-locked...which means my journal would basically be flocked, because I seemingly can't continiously write.

Okay. Here's my experiment: carry around a giant notebook with me, and constantly drabble in it. Good idea?

Umm, totally unrelated, I just started reading Cat's Paw, which is a GW fanfiction on Blatherscythe. Love love love for it.

Soo, lately, I've felt like real crap. My dad's being an ass again, and it just makes me so upset. It's very obvious that he favors my younger brother over me. I'm the one told to do everything, I'm the one that must excel in math, even though my brother is naturally mathmatically inclined. I hate being the one that always has to dissapoint him. It makes me feel horrible. Blech.

On a totally different note, I got my wind ensemble clarinet. Wooo! It's the same one I used as last year. Yay! Oh, and I also, after going through the horrible tradition of audition tapes (dun dun duunnnnnn), I found out that I got fourth chair wind ensemble, which is three chairs better than last year! Yay! So now I'm first chair second clarinet. Lol.

I'm such a band geek.

Woah, super long post. And kinda rambly. Oh well.

IT'S HALLOWEEN, BIZNATCHES!!!

Tue, 01 Nov 2005 02:07:34 GMT

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!
HAPPY SAMHAIN!!!
HAPPY DAY OF THE DEAD!!!!

Woot. :D Will hopefully get my Halloween fic done tonight, or at tops tomorrow!!!
love you all!

Having difficulties

Sun, 23 Oct 2005 21:45:13 GMT

At the top of this layout, it says "about this journal"

How do I edit that? Can it be edited? *is thouroughly puzzled*

Ten Letters Ron Weasley Never Owled

Sun, 23 Oct 2005 18:10:54 GMT

Responding to a challenge
anasuede
posted.

Ten Letters Ron Weasley Never Owled, or Snapshots of Time Found in a Shoebox
Author: Katerpillar195 / Torn
Rating: PG
Warnings: Uhh, character death? Twincest and HET. Ewww. Gross. man/woman love.
Pairings: Ron/Hermione, Fred/George, and a surprise one. :D
Disclaimer: It's all JK Rowlings, no matter how much I wish they were mine. Plus, if they were mine, there would be much more screwing going on.

February 16th, 2005 I heard someone say that you were caught kissing Padma.....Well, bloody hell, this is certainly better than kissing Dean, but still, it’s kind of a shock. I’m upset that you didn’t tell me when you first knew, you know? Just don’t get too far in over your head, will you? ~~(And there are lesbians at Hogwarts? Bloody hell, where have they been all these years, and how come I've never known about it?!?)~~

June 2nd, 2003 You make me sick. You’d betray your own fucking family for a bloody ministry post? As Bill would say, you’ve become one of them. You’re one of the nasty bureaucrats that’s trying to discredit all of those fighting for good. I hope you curl up somewhere, and DIE.

December 8th, 2004 Err, Lav-Lav...I’m afraid that this has gone too far. I mean, in Hogsmeade, were you joking about picking out a color scheme for our kitchen? Get your head in order, please.

March 27th 2004 Ugh. Fucking Malfoy. You disgusting,weak, cowardly, stuck-up git. I always thought that you were just jealous, and gave you the benefit of the doubt, but then you go and do shit like this. If you ever hurt Harry again like that, I swear to God I'll kill you.

July 18th 2009 You know, I’ve always wondered about you. The knowing glances, the finishing each other’s sentences, the secret smiles... I always wondered about it. I wondered if twins were always that close, and I wondered if I would ever be that close to anyone in my life. And I always wondered if you were shagging each other. I remember that Charlie and I bet that you did, while Bill and Ginny voted against it. Of course, Percy, when we mentioned it, got sick and had to run out. :) Both of you need to owl more often. I’ve got a free weekend in a month, mind if I come to the shop?

September 23rd 2005 Note to self- never, ever, EVER try to pants Snape. While humorous in a dream, it is not advisable in real life. Would still like to be able to procreate. And while we’re at it, Ron, why was Snape even featured in a dream anyway? Addendum to note to self: ask Madame Pomfrey to get head checked out.

August 19th 2005 My dearest sister-in-law, I hope that you are well. Is Bill getting on alright? I heard through Mum that he’s healing quickly, but he still has small episodes. It must be hard on you my dear, dear flower. If I were there, I would hold you against me, your soft bosom pressing against my muscular chest. I would then press soft kisses on your....

April 5th 2017 To: The ~~demon~~ cat called Crookshanks
I know that you are holding my new rat Wuffers hostage. Return the rat to its cage safely by midnight Friday, and your food supply will not be interrupted. However, if on 12:01 Saturday morning, Wuffers is not back safely into his cage, I think that you will find some of the sleeping draught known as the Living Death will have slipped accidentally into your bowl.

January 25th, 2006 I love you so much. I’ve fancied you since you first told me what hormones meant. Although we argue all the time, I admit that you are always right. Without you, I think I would have failed out back in fourth year. And I just wish that'd I'd get up the courage to ask you on a date. Hermione, can I see your notes for History of Magic? Fell asleep again. Thanks, Ron.

October 16th, 2031 This is hard to write, after all the years we’ve had. What to say....I miss you. You were our hero, we rallied around you. All of us in our year would have died for you, and some did. You walked through fire and blizzards, and I’ll be damned if you didn’t make it through relatively all in one piece. I know it must have been so hard....
It was hard, for me, all those years, being in your shadow. Sometimes, I just hated knowing that no one would ever appreciate my contribution to the war. Unlike Hermione, with her vast researching, I would fade into obscurity. But then there would be days that you would smile, and look at me with those green eyes, and I’d know that you appreciated me. You were glad that I always stood by your side, and that I didn’t treat you like a freak.
And now...I mean, I guess it’s nice to know that you got to live to see at least your forty second birthday, when none of us even thought we’d live to be twenty. But we did...and now, forty-two seems too young. And we all have to ask ourselves what if. What if one of us could have stopped it? What if one of us could have stopped you from going out on your broom that morning? None of us will ever truly know.
But I do know this- we miss you Harry.

Spam, sorry....

Sun, 16 Oct 2005 19:05:48 GMT

Ten fictional characters I'd sleep with meme

1. Duo. GW. Umm, I've been in love with him forever? I think that's a good enough reason.
2. Trowa. GW. Turtlenecks are sex.
3. Snape. HP. Omfg, I love his twisted character. He hates Harry, yet protects him. And the HBP thing. <3 (plus Alan Rickman is a sexy beast) ((plus the whole teacher kink. hehehe.))
4. Fiyero. Wicked. He's a trible prince. Yum.
5. George the Theif. the Song of the Lioness series that I sometimes still re-read. Old-fashioned theives make me hot. :D
6. Frodo. Lotr. He's so conflicted. I love that. (and once again. Elijah Wood. eljfaspjfsldfhpidg)
7. Ed, FMA. He's so cute and short! (Awww, I want one! I can put him in my pocket!)
8. Lust, FMA. You gotta admit, she lives up to her trait. :D
9. Rodya, Crime and Punishment. Have to love that boy. (I still think that an anime version of CaP should be done. Omg, that'd be wonderful. I think I'd pee myself in excitement.)
10. Crap...I dunno. Fred and George. HP. Cause twins are hot. :D

(of course, you have to realize, I had to stop myself from putting all the G-Boys plus Dorothy on there, and pretty much the whole male ensemble of Harry Potter. :D )
I tag anyone who hasn't filled this one out already. :D Go at it.

I am...

Thu, 13 Oct 2005 22:20:48 GMT

Because prejudice isn't just openly attacking people, violence and loud sweeping statements. It's also brushing it under the rug, trying to ignore it and making ignorant remarks, saying it's not 'normal' and being uncomfortable with it.

I am...

I am the guy who came out to the entire school in his senior speech and got a standing ovation for his courage.

I am the girl who kisses her girlfriend on the sidewalk and laughs at those who glare.

We are the couple who planned and studied and got a damn good lawyer and BEAT the state that wanted to take our child away.

We are the ones who took martial arts classes and carry pepper spray and are just too dangerous to gay bash.

I am the transgender person who uses the bathroom that suits me, and demands that any complaining staff explain their complaint to my face in front of the entire restaurant--and shares with my other trans friends which restaurants don't raise a stink.

I am the mother who told her lesbian daughter to invite her girlfriend over for dinner.

I am the father who punished his son for calling you a fag.

I am the preacher who told my congregation that love, not hate, is the definition of a true follower of God.

I am the girl who did not learn the meaning of "homosexual" until high school but never thought to question why two men might be kissing.

I am the woman who argues (quite loudly and vehemently) with the bigots who insist that you do not have the right to marry or raise children.

We are the high school class who agrees, unanimously, along with our teacher, that love should be all that matters.

If you agree, repost this. Do it. You don't have to be afraid. You can handle it. You're stronger than you think.

I am making a difference. Hate will not win.

Everybody's journey is individual. If you fall in love with a boy, you fall in love with a boy. The fact that many Americans consider it a disease says more about them than it does about homosexuality. ~James Baldwin
~~~

And if I may even go so far as to add something: I am the bisexual that tells off my gay friend for telling me that I am not bisexual, but either all-the-way straight or all-the-way gay.

Please, share the love! More people need to open their eyes, and overcome their ignorance and fear!

Twincest! Yay!

Thu, 13 Oct 2005 00:38:05 GMT

Okay, well, this is a post for firsts! My first HP fic. My first twincest fic. ~~My first angsty fic.~~ No, I've written plenty of those. :/

Title: It was never supposed to end this way.
Author: Katerpillar/Torn/Torn_and_frayed. Whichever you wish to call me.
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: SO NOT MINE. Belongs to the wonderful JK Rowling. Believe me, if I owned the Hp Universe, Harry would be spreading his legs to both Snape and Draco, Fred and George would definitly be getting it on, as would Ginny and Hermione, and oh, Sirius and Remus would be fucking like bunnies.
One shot.
Warnings: mention of twincest, angst. Etc.

It’s night; moonlight is pouring through the window. In the middle of the room, two twin beds are pushed together. The beds have been in this position since one stormy night years ago, when two scared seven-year-olds turned to each other for comfort. One large, home knitted blanket covers the individuals resting on the beds. They are brothers, identical twins. Inseparable. Fred and George. George and Fred.

George is on his stomach, awake, glancing at his counterpart. Fred is curled around himself, his back to George. He balances on the very edge of the, pretending to sleep. George swallows, and he knows that Fred can tell he’s been crying. “Fred,” he begins in a whisper. “Fred, c’mon, look at me.” He waits a few moments in silence. Fred continues to ignore his brother, and silently wishes George would just leave him alone already. “Freddie…love…” George reaches out a hand to shake Fred’s shoulder.

“What, George? What?” Fred’s voice cracks. He smacks George’s hand away, and turns to glare at his twin. He crosses his arms, and pulls his feet up to his chest. His eyes are burning, and it’s obvious to George that he has been crying as well. “I’m sorry,” says George. He tentatively reaches out to take Fred’s hand, but Fred rejects him again. “I didn’t mean for us to go so far, and I certainly didn’t mean for Dad to find us.” Fred makes a noise of disgust.

“Well, he did. And we went too far. It’s wrong, George.” Fred begins to sob. “ And now Dad knows, and he’s owled Hogwarts and requested my room changed. What do you think is going to happen when Dumbledore himself leads me to the fifth years’ room? How am I supposed to explain to Harry, Dean, Seamus, Neville, and Merlin, especially Ron?

“’ Oh, hey guys, well, you see, Dad caught me and George shagging each other’s brains out, and so he decided to move me so it doesn’t happen anymore.’ You think that’s going to work? People are going to know, George.” Fred gasps for breath, and realizes he’s shouted the last bit. He wipes away some fresh tears, and continues to glare at his twin.

“Well,” George begins bitterly. “At least you won’t have to explain to Ron; I believe the whole family heard Dad, and then Mum, screaming at us.” Fred moans and pulls the pillow over his head.

“We’re disgusting. Even our own siblings hate us. Did you see the look Ginny gave us at dinner? Like I had grown another head, and it was singing opera.” George doesn’t respond. Instead, he looks at his hand, pale against the bed coverings that have been the stage for their shame. After several moments of silence, Fred turns his back to George once more. The silence presses down on them, until they both feel that they are asphyxiating; crushed by the mutual feelings of guilt and disgust. Finally, George speaks.

“I really am sorry, Fred. And…I still love you. Dad, Mum and the rest of the lot can’t change that. And if we love each other, shouldn’t we be able to show each other that?” George waits for a response; physically feeling the minutes tick by. The gap between them is growing larger and larger, until it is an abyss, too deep and too wide for any words to bridge. When Fred speaks, his voice is harsh.

"Tomorrow, we move the beds apart.”

And that is when George knows his heart is breaking.

Need.....sleep......

Mon, 10 Oct 2005 02:08:13 GMT

I do. It's horrible. I slept for eleven hours last night, yet three hours after waking up, I was exhausted again. Bleh.

Basically I'm updating because I feel bad for not updating this that often. I haven't updated my Xanga in forever, either. Oh well. :/

I wrote a Fred/George story the other night, but I need to type it up. I'm very slow about writing, sorry guys.

*is off to ~~read hawt HPsecks~~ bed*

I have mastered the evil that is tags!!!!

Sun, 02 Oct 2005 13:59:01 GMT

Whoo. Go me.

Yes, they do. I had a dream last night that I was pregnant. I hate having these dreams, because I wake up extremely depressed, and once, I frantically searched for my baby before waking up enough to realize a) I've never been pregnant and b) I don't have a baby.

Last night, in my dream, I was trying to figure out who the dad was, so I was going through all my boyfriends in the past nine months....And then apparently my brother died, and then my baby, when born, looked exactly like him when he was a baby. :(

Why are my dreams so weird?

I come bearing icons!!!

Sun, 02 Oct 2005 02:29:19 GMT

</span>Okay,
</span>madeyemax created some wonderful Phelpsicons. And by wonderful, I mean OMGPRETTYBOYS. So, with her permission, I added text to my favorites.

Now, forgive me, I only have Photoshop on my school issued compy, which has no internet right now, so I added the words in Paint. Errr.... yeah.
So, comment if you like/take, and umm, credit madeyemax and myself, please. But mostly madeyemax, cause she did all the hard work. :D

Err, yeah. The text is nothing special. And since I can't do anything on Photoshop....

Oh my god, kittens!!!

Sat, 01 Oct 2005 22:46:18 GMT

Isn't this layout so cute! Eeee! It's pink! And got kitties! Wheee!

Whoo, so hyper tonight. Whoever is doing the Gundam Club RPG needs to post more journal entries!!! I'm so into the plot. I love BasketcaseTrowa. <3

Well, I'm off to write a few drabbles, because the notebook that I wrote all of The Great Dissapointment in has dissappeared. And since I have a few idiosyncricies about my writing (like if I write it down on paper first, it has to all be in the same place), umm, that's on hold. :D But, I have some drabble ideas... :D :D :D

Well, anyway, I'm off to go figure out how to use tags. Cause really, this is annoying me. Toodles!

P.S.- madeyemax is my official favorite person today, cause she served up TWO helpings of twincest! Mwahaha! *glomps*